"Listen, Satumi, we don't want any mess."
"Do you see me as a savage being?"
"No, but... ahem, I feel the presence of a Diva."
"No, impossible."
"Yes, her and her daughter and their sleeping son, and I don't feel any trace of a husband."
"How is your aura this strong? You've even determined their secondary genders."
"Heh, it's a secret, don't underestimate me."
"I also feel them, but I can't distinguish their secondary genders. Here's the plan: I'll take the mother, and you take the daughter."
"Fine, no problem, but I want to dip into the mother too."
"But I've never tried a Diva before... fine, I'll try the daughter too."
"Until we enter, we'll negotiate then. We just don't want any noise; this is a residential complex."
"Okay, I'll try."
Inside the kitchen, a woman who looks to be in her thirties with a massive, divine body, an hourglass figure, breasts crammed under a kitchen apron, and a lustful ass waiting to be fertilized or nourished—all of this under a robe struggling to contain all that insane lust.
These are Divas, perfect females; you won't find any ugliness in them. Eternal beauty forever, even the elderly among them can't be distinguished. Their bodies don't age or decompose but remain preserved, guarded so they aren't stolen and turned into sex dolls.
And next to her in the kitchen is her daughter with black hair like hers, but with a small body like a Diva at 18 years old. Her body is still growing to become a half-goddess of fertility like her mother.
"Knock knock."
"Who is visiting us at night?"
"I have a bad feeling."
The mother released her aura:
"Don't worry, my daughter, it's just a girl."
The mother wiped her hands and opened the door slightly without removing the safety chain...
The mother's vagina clenched when she saw Logico's bloody eyes peering at her from between strands of her hair and said:
"Hello, ma'am, I just want to..."
Suddenly, Satumi, who had hidden her body with her aura, extended her hand, grabbing the mother's face, lunging with her body that ripped off the safety chain and part of the door frame not designed to withstand the strength of Hectotypes. The mother tried to scream, but what was heard was a muffled sound.
"Damn you, Satumi."
Satumi didn't care about Logico's words; her angelic white face turned into an obsessed one as she squeezed the mother's neck, who was choking, and began licking her face with her long, obscene tongue. Satumi's penis extended beside her right leg until that pants began to tear from its strength while Satumi rubbed it against her thigh.
The mother looked at that monster and her tears began to fall as she cried in fear of her fate. Satumi said:
"Have you seen it? ... It's angry. This is what will re-educate you, you whore."
The mother became more afraid and started urinating on herself, her feet trembling.
Then Satumi began kissing her, or rather sucking her mouth. She tried to shove her tongue inside. Satumi was stronger; she was a Hectotype while this poor mother was just a prototype, and now she was struggling to breathe. If she didn't open her mouth, her teeth would break from the pressure of Satumi's tongue. She opened it a little, and it penetrated her mouth. She tried to bite it, but that didn't work; Hectotypes are at least six times stronger than her. All that happened was Satumi's tongue just bent, and at some point, she couldn't complete the bite.
Satumi's tongue tickled the mother's throat until she wanted to vomit. The mother submitted after feeling that she was truly in the presence of a fertility goddess.
Suddenly, the daughter came.
"Mom?!"
But Logico grabbed her by her lower jaw, and the girl could only see Logico's smiling teeth under her thick bangs.
The girl screamed, but Logico said:
"Shut up or I'll break your jaw... We'll satisfy our needs in your bodies, you whores, and then we'll leave... Okay, we won't kill you or steal you."
Logico kissed the girl's cheek and led her inside.
Satumi's heart jumped with joy as she breathed heavily and warmly.
Excitedly, she grabbed the mother's hand and locked the door tightly. The mother tried to scream but was afraid for herself and her children, so no sound came out of her mouth. Satumi placed things in front of the door so it couldn't be opened from outside and dragged the mother inside. This was normal for Futanaris; they are fertility goddesses who enslave whomever they want. Futanaris have a bad reputation for this reason; they are seen as villains who view humans as toilets.
In that pitiful kitchen, Satumi threw the mother onto the table. The mother turned around. Satumi pulled out her strong penis with difficulty; it was like one powerful muscle with veins pumping blood at immense pressure, and her transparent, sticky precum leaking, wetting it like arousing honey dripping.
The mother's lips trembled as she swallowed her saliva, wanting to suck it in fear, submission, and reverence.
Her vagina expanded, stretched, and deepened until the mother felt a mix of happiness and terror.
Satumi grabbed her, flipped her over, and placed that monster on top of her back, and the mother trembled and ejaculated before it even entered...
Satumi's penis was a massive beast, larger than Helena's, with a length approaching... Satumi slapped her back with it.
"Please, ma'am, have mercy on me. I won't be able to handle it; I'm not ready."
Satumi replied:
"I don't care even if you die; I'll rape your miserable corpse."
Here, the mother literally broke down and started crying loudly in front of her daughter, who was holding together until she also saw Logico's penis and broke down.
Satumi and Logico didn't care about their crying. Satumi brought some oil as lubricant because that thing wouldn't enter easily. She lubricated her dick with a huge amount of sticky oil until it started dripping on the mother's back, and she was smiling as her penis twitched, trying to increase its size beyond its limits. That thing was like her pet monster more than a body part.
Satumi searched for the entrance of that vagina. The long white robe, now sticky with oil, outlined the details of the mother's ass. Satumi didn't care about her robe and, with all savage lust, placed the head of her penis between the lips of that vagina.
"Wait, no, please."
Satumi tore the mother's robe. Satumi looked at it and smiled, pulled her penis, and pushed. Satumi's penis slid in entirely, along with the robe. The mother screamed at the top of her lungs, not caring about the consequences—a scream from the depths of her heart that would break any merciful heart. Her orgasm fluids gushed out with immense pressure.
Satumi felt pleasure, pleasure surpassing any sex she had before. Dopamine flowed instead of her blood, and she said:
"Your urination doesn't end, oh my mom or whatever, hehe."
The mother's vagina was extremely tight, or Satumi's penis was hugely massive. Any movement would pull the entire mother with it. The mother couldn't get it out; every point in her vagina was stretched to the maximum, even her uterus became like a vagina from so much stretching. From outside, Satumi's penis looked like it was crammed into a tight space clamping down on it. Satumi found no alternative but force, drilling this cheap doll and making her unable to walk again. She placed her left hand and fixed those buttocks, and her right hand grabbed the mother's right cheek, revealing the side of her teeth as she begged for mercy.
She pulled her penis out a little, pumped some blood into its veins, and inserted it again. Satumi melted in the sensual feeling.
"Ah... I'll bear thousands of children from you, you miserable one."
And she began pounding her hard. The mother made a heart-shattering sound as if she was being killed. Every collision between Satumi's body and the mother's open, submissive ass was like doomsday drums—a thick, loud, majestic sound full of glory and submission.
With every thrust, the mother felt it was the end, and her bladder didn't stop.
With every thrust, the daughter melted in endless fear worse than death.
With every thrust, Satumi thanked fate that she was a glorious fertility goddess who shakes hearts.
With every thrust, Logico felt jealous of that imperial penis that made Satumi fear and shame no one.
Satumi softened the mother's flesh and subjugated it to her divine, transcendent will. Every shock sent a wave that shook every cell of her body. Every shock broke the mother more and made her a humble slave to her goddess as she cried, screamed, and lamented her luck from the day she was born.
Then suddenly, the daughter saw a terrifying face. The daughter saw a face she wished for death and never to see it. The daughter saw her mother's submissive face, her mother's obedient face, her mother's miserable face drowning in the ecstasy of surrender as she melted in destructive pleasure as if no one was watching her. Her mother lost her sanity, lost her fear, lost her consciousness, lost her humanity. She didn't care if Satumi's rape killed her. Satumi didn't care about the mother's repeated ejaculations with every insertion, didn't care about her body's trembling in miserable submission and humiliating degradation. Satumi just raped her, didn't care about her suffering in enduring it, trampled any humanity or dignity of the mother, and raped her in front of her daughter who saw her mother as her role model in life, morals, and modesty.
Suddenly, Logico remembered her slave and snapped out of that hypnotic trance and said to the innocent girl:
"Have you forgotten me?!"
Logico pushed her expert penis into the girl's uterus... The girl screamed, convulsed, and tried to escape, urinating on herself with great force. She tried to push and free herself...
Everything from escaping, urinating, and pushing was to get away from Logico, but all that was useless. She was like a chicken in the butcher's hands; no use in using force to escape. Amid the girl's ecstasy from just the insertion, Logico was raping her without caring. Unlike Satumi's slow thrusts full of glory, pride, and terror, Logico's body thrusts against the girl's breasts were fast. She didn't care about the tightness of her young vagina but embraced her from behind and shook and tortured her body without regard that it might kill her.
The girl's urination was continuous, like a vulgar, uninterrupted surrender. The girl released everything; her goddess Logico's penis cut any brakes that could stop the poor girl's bladder. Her eyes rolled back, and her color paled until even God didn't save her from this suffering, so she decided to change Him to her mistress Logico, who opened her eyes, showed her weakness, showed her in a few seconds that she was a mortal being without her. The goddesses visited them that night and showed them the truth.
Suddenly, Satumi lifted the mother off the ground; her penis was hard and strong, capable of carrying her. Satumi pulled the mother's cheek, whose eyes had whitened from ecstasy. Her nasal mucus, tears, saliva—all mixed on her miserable face that embodied the depth of her suffering. The mother stared at the sky, at the lost God who abandoned her. The mother's feet dangled in the air, and her vaginal fluids dripped on the ground in a scene more than humiliating.
"Oh my mistress, please, I won't do it again, just let me go; that's all I wish for."
Suddenly,
"Mom, what's happening?"
The mother screamed, and her crying became more burning:
"My son, don't look at me, please."
The son raised his gaze to see a Futanari in reality. He saw his mother's broken face and his sister who was about to die. A tear trembled in his eye. He tried to go back, but the door he entered through was closed by Logico's aura. His feet trembled and couldn't carry him, so he fell in shock. Satumi lifted the mother's leg, sticking out her tongue in evil expressions so he could see her testicles contracting as she nourished his mother's vagina and uterus and inflated it with liters of hot semen. His mother's vagina was choking from Satumi's penis; her belly swelled insanely. The mother was submissive, no reaction, nothing. This torment made her lose her memory. That semen inflated her belly. Satumi pulled out her penis and dropped the mother like a useless garbage bag. She didn't protect herself even; she accepted her fate that her face would hit the ground. She wasn't paralyzed, wasn't unconscious, but just submissive. She is her goddess, and her goddess does with her what she wants. The boy tried to defend his mother and sister; he ran toward the knife then in Satumi's direction to stab her. Satumi opened her arms, surrendering to him to stab her, but the knife didn't even scratch her; it just bent her skin that absorbed the shock. The boy broke; he felt he wasn't in an ordinary presence. He felt he must submit; he is miserable, humiliated, worthless in front of his mistresses. He prostrated under her penis, placing his head on the ground, and his eyes teared in submission. Satumi bent down in her mercy for his condition as a merciful goddess and said:
"Why did you wake up?"
The son raised his head and sat, and Satumi's penis was close to the son, who felt more submission and was certain without doubt that he was in the presence of a proud goddess. He raised his innocent hand and touched her penis instinctively after its obscene sight made him lose his sanity.
Satumi looked at his small, submissive, innocent hand touching her monstrous penis and laughed, and even Logico was laughing. The son looked at her, so Logico ejaculated into his sister's uterus and inflated it with an ecstatic face after revealing the right half of her face as if saying, "Here is your sister; I humiliate her in front of you, and you can't do anything."
Satumi said:
"Hehe, I've forgiven you alone. Drink from me, your goddess."
Satumi gave him the cup that resembles huge beer mugs and placed it on the ground and asked him to milk her penis while he was submissive, worshiping it under her.
Meanwhile, in Helena's apartment downstairs, Helena lay on her back, spreading her arms and legs. Her massive penis lay between her feet, still huge, and her precum didn't dry up or deplete as if it wanted more. Next to her on the ground was Layla's tamed, submissive body under its authority, afraid of its rage. Layla's belly was swollen; her uterus had filled with children.
Helena laughed and said:
"Heh, I am truly a goddess. I can't believe it; no matter how much I ejaculate my semen, it doesn't dry up, doesn't deplete. I'll bear millions of children..."
In the middle of her words, her penis was getting excited; it dried up, its veins and muscles appeared, and it rose slowly. Layla's miserable body trembled in fear of another round or rounds...
Suddenly, Helena turned and said:
"I want to urinate inside you."
"No, ma'am, please have mercy; I beg you."
"Goddesses don't have mercy."
Helena placed her penis in Layla's anus.
"No, ma'am, not from there; you'll destroy my intestines. They're not as flexible as my vagina."
"Do I care? I won't insert it all."
Helena pushed her penis, so Layla urinated instead of her, and her body trembled like a miserable animal on the verge of death. She began urinating inside her without fear or shame, opened the urinary tract, and her penis rose a little then exploded with her urine coming out. Its pressure was immense like a fountain, and Helena's urine was hot; Layla felt like it was melting her intestines and inflating her bowels. Helena flipped Layla's body and ordered her to open her mouth, so she held her breath and opened it. Helena saw her urine that she was expelling in Layla's anus rising in level in her mouth; this increased her arousal. She squeezed her muscles and urinated harder. The level rose strongly until it came out and began spilling from her mouth and pouring on the ground, and Layla's eyes rolled back in another surrender to her great goddess.
The urination of fertility goddesses was scented with a smell slightly like pine. It was a source of awe and fear; girls perfumed themselves with it to gain an aura of greatness and subjugation, and that in many cultures in Terravasta.
At Logico and Satumi's, the son milked Satumi's penis obediently and passionately, using his shoulder and both hands as if performing a ritual of worship until she graced him with some of her thick, yellowish-white, sticky semen obscenely full of trillions of proud sperm belonging to the goddess. The cup filled and overflowed with more than two liters. The goddess allowed it to come out as a boast of an amount this miserable child wouldn't reach a tenth of in his entire life. She said:
"Come on, drink, boy, from your goddess's semen."
The boy drank it passionately; it was heavy, thick, and also choking, sticky, vulgar, and strong. He felt its effect.
The semen of fertility goddesses was a treatment for ladies but humiliating for males because it activates feminine hormones in their blood, igniting their bodies with more femininity.
"When you grow up, I'll come to pluck you, my future whore."
The boy kissed Satumi's penis and thanked her.
Satumi remembered her role in raping the daughter, but the daughter looked like she was on the verge of death from the shock, and her larger penis would surely kill her.
Satumi and Logico grabbed the mother and daughter and went to show them to Helena. They dragged them down the stairs like broken toys. Helena's apartment was two floors below them. They entered and saw Helena lying on her back while Layla was next to her, convulsing in a prostration position, and in her anus a huge hole where Helena's penis had entered and urinated in it. Logico said:
"Did you do this?"
"Y... yes."
"How cruel of you... Congratulations, you've officially transitioned from Futanari to a literal fertility goddess. Look what we brought."
Satumi and Logico brought the broken mother and daughter into Helena's presence, and Logico said to Satumi:
"It's my turn to rape the mother."
So Logico ejaculated inside her, inflating the mother's belly until it looked like there were two adults inside. The flexibility of a Diva's body was amazing even for Prototypes; such an amount of semen would kill even Layla, whom Helena had nourished with her semen and gradually expanded her vagina and uterus.
Logico said:
"In my city, when we nourish a girl's body, we throw her out the window."
Satumi said, pitying the mother's condition:
"My semen will develop so you'll have 5 children from Homobbm; each will be adult in a small body, and each one's penis will be huge when they're born. Make sure to serve them because they'll rape the vagina that birthed them and will want to reproduce from you."
"Yes, my goddess, thank you."
Logico said:
"My daughter, I'll come later to reproduce from her. Make sure to keep her a virgin and fulfill all her demands, or else."
Layla jumped and asked Helena excitedly:
"And what will I bear?"
"3 girls who will live with their mother and their goddess, and I'll nourish them until they grow up and become adults for me to enjoy after your death, you mortal."