Divine Chat
"That... was really~ excellent, Reincantra, Serenata~! So, so good..."
Areseta grinned down at us, the black skinned Goddess of War stroking our heads as she enjoyed the clean up blowjob we gave her, our tongues lapping off her thick, potent white cream and revealing the thick penis below that had rampaged around inside us both.
"And to think you'd agree so readily too~! It's an honor indeed, Reincantra, to have impregnated you~! Few can say that, and it's a list I'm proud to be on~! Though..."
Running her hand through my hair, Areseta grunted softly as she caked her lover's face and my own in her sticky sperm, spraying her cum straight onto our faces and ignoring our surprised gasps as she indulged herself once more, before pulling back and letting us both go.
I reached over and grabbed the pale skinned Goddess' body, dragging her closer to me as I started to lap the cum off her cheeks, making them go red with embarrassment even as she did the same, the two of us pressing our rapidly swelling stomachs together as we embraced.
Feeling a new Goddess forming in my womb, I shivered as it aroused me further, the memory of the last Goddess I had birthed filling my mind and making me blush as well; my reclusive, yet ever determined daughter Erotica, Goddess of Smut and Erotic Stories...
She had been born from the rather... 'trying' time when I had witnessed a beloved stories tragic end, and I had sought comfort from the wrong Goddesses who took turns indulging themselves with me; as such, Erotica had... more than just one 'Dama'.
Something she found amusing, even if I felt slight shame at the dozen and a half Goddesses who had planted their seed in me to form her... it was an embarrassing time, but one that had a special place in my library, a place that Erotica had taken as her own.
"Reincantra, what happened with Demetra? I thought you two were... y'know..."
Areseta yanked me from my stupor and made me clench my teeth as I let out a huff, crossing my arms over my bountiful bosom as I leaned back and welcomed the comfort of the bed, answering "She's been ignoring me ever since we sent Astra down to Terra! I mean, Astra's practically our..! Our..!"
The black skinned woman just grinned as she laid on the bed, supporting her head with the palm of her hand and looking at Serenata and I with an amused gleam in those smoldering red eyes of hers.
"Child? I mean, you plucked her soul from limbo and breathed new life into it, before setting her free to live as she pleased with both your blessings. So..."
My cheeks, ears and neck turned red, and I demurely nodded as I muttered "O-Our c-child... yes..."
"Alright, so that doesn't explain much though... She just... avoided you since then? Or what?"
"I... I don't know? Once we sent Astra down, she just... became silent. Stopped sending me messages, was gone from her favorite spots... I couldn't find a trace of her. I still can't... But I know she's still out there, somewhere, watching everything happen. She answered Astra's prayer during Winter, after all! But..."
Pulling my knees towards my chest, I let out a sigh and smiled tiredly at Serenata, who leaned against me and hugged me, the Goddess of Peace trying her best to comfort me even as we both came down from a not so peaceful period of sex.
"Well... She's just like that, isn't she? An elusive, secretive woman who doesn't want to talk to anyone about anything. Been like that since Winter's passing, after all... Stuck with her all this time, and understandably so."
I nodded, my heart aching as I imagined the pain she must have felt all those millennia ago when her dearest child was butchered for mortal greed... I couldn't imagine that pain, nor could I hope to 'replace' Winter in her heart, but damnit did I want to help her feel better again!
"Anyways, Demetra aside for the moment, I mainly came here to see what you thought about the things happening around this Astra woman and her mate Rhefia. I've kept a close eye on that one since she was born; her Dama was a damn good warrior, one of the best I've ever seen, and that same potential is permeating her daughter's very being. So... I have to say I'm a tad worried about the stirrings of the mortal world, y'know?"
Taking my mind off the disappearance of the Goddess I had fallen for, I let out a sigh and stroked my chin, casting my mind back into the book that held Astra's story, rereading the last few 'chapters' and reminding myself of what had happened.
I... had been slightly distracted by the other book recently, after all, and so I needed this moment to refresh myself, only to let out another sigh as I said "Yes, that is a bit worrying... But, what can we do? We can't directly interfere, we can't even subtly warn them... Our own rules coming back to haunt us, hm?"
Areseta smirked, the warrior shrugging her shoulders and making her own perky breasts bounce around as she sat up, saying "Sadly we were the ones to lay those rules down, so us breaking them would cripple us for centuries. But, that doesn't mean we are entirely helpless now~! You should know that better than anyone, Miss 'Storyteller'."
My lips curled into a small smile as I met her gaze, my previous embarrassment and shyness gone as I replied "Well, I guess I would~! After all, every story needs a narrator, no? Though... do you even think they require external aid? I think they've progressed quite wonderfully ever since they met. Besides, more and more characters can enter the fold, can they not~? I think we leave this story to play out on its own."
"You always had a thing for the 'untouched', 'unaltered' stories didn't you? Something about the divine touch ruining the flow or something?"
Giggling, I nodded and accepted her kiss as she laid on top of me, bringing me back towards my shy self as she began to prepare me to go again, even as our child neared its birth.
"Yes... Letting them live, laugh, and cry all without the input of us Goddesses... something about those stories just feel so much better to read, no? After all, what is a good character without a few... hiccups? Or a good arc without some tension~?"