I tilt my head back and a jet of fire escapes my mouth as I orgasm, filling the crying red panda girl’s tight cunt with my warm cum. The bound 12 year old can’t help but moan through her tears as she’s filled and I lean down to kiss her lips once before pulling one of her feet to my muzzle and I suck on her toes affectionately while my other hand wraps around her neck, my thumb pressing into her windpipe. She gasped and began to cry again and she squirmed around on my cock which I began to thrust into her again while suckling each of her toes one at a time. 
“Being so close to a middle school really is nice,” I think to myself as I feel my thumb snap her esophagus and a bit of blood begins to dribble out of her mouth as she starts struggling for breath and she writhes even more on my shaft, which only makes me orgasm again and I bite into her sole as I do, drawing a few pinpricks of blood. Her toes finally splay out against my lips and then relax as she expires. “Good girl,” I grin and pull out. I pick her up by her tail and toss her corpse onto my bed. “I forgot how much I like red panda girls,” I sigh and stretch before looking towards the door to my extended basement. 
The last time I’d visited my small worshippers was almost two weeks ago, and I’d only bothered to visit the Native American-esque tribes. I hadn’t even bothered to think about the Greek/Egyptian or the Norse cultures that were there as well. I look towards the still warm corpse of the red panda and then I pick her up again and take her to a separate side room where I set her in a large tub of thick, light blue goop where the corpses of several other teenage girls were floating. I watch her sink towards the middle of the tub before I return to my room and then go down into my sanctuary of power. I walk down the long path towards my “animus” and I take a seat in it then change the setting so that I wake up in Rhithossos, the small town on the island where my main temple is located. I close my eyes and flinch a little bit as the needles puncture my arm. It lasts only a moment though before I pass into unconsciousness. 


When I wake up again, I’m sitting inside of a large marble temple, surrounded by magnificent columns. There is no front door or anything like that, just an open room wall. I see three silhouettes standing under the large apple in front of the temple and I stand up from my throne and take off the corinthian styled helmet. I look at it for a moment and use my forearm rub off an old blood stain. I try to arch my back a little bit, having forgotten that I was wearing a heavy iron chestplate and I just wind up hurting myself a little bit.
“Dammit…” I grumble and quickly removed it so that I can stretch. My back cracks with a satisfying pop and I shake myself a little bit before putting the armor back on and I grab the shield that was next to my throne. I look at my reflection in it for a moment then set it down and tuck my helmet under my arm and walk outside to get a better look at who these figures are and a smile creeps over my face.
Standing in front of the temple, their arms bound behind their backs, are a 12 year old riolu girl, a 14 year old jackal boy and a 13 year old wolf boy, the latter of which had humanoid feet while the others had digitigrade paws. The first two seemed kind of scared and nervous, but like they had accepted their fates even though they didn’t like it at all, but the lips of the wolf boy had curled up into a snarl. 
“What? Are you not honored to be in the presence of your god?” I ask him with a chuckle. 
“You are no god!” he cries out in protest, “What kind of benevolent god would make those who worship him, those who he is supposed to protect sacrifice their children to him?!” 
“A-Achlys!” the riolu girl whimpers nervously and glances from him to me.
“Achlys, hmm?” I walk towards him and tilt his chin up and force him to look me in the eyes, “What a philosopher you are~” I laugh and punch him once in the stomach, “A philosopher, but also a dissenter and a blasphemer,” I say as he doubles over onto the ground, gasping for breath. I look at the other two who are just whimpering nervously. “Do you agree with him?” I ask as I walk in front of them, but they both shake their heads. 
“N-no, Lord Eon…” the riolu whispers, tears rolling down her cheeks. I sigh a little bit and walk towards her; I hate seeing girls cry, unless it’s while they’re being killed because it can’t really be helped. I kneel down in front of her and then kiss her lips while wiping away her tears. “Don’t worry. I promise it will be painless for you,” I say as soothingly as I can, then look over at Achlys who is struggling to stand with his hands bound behind him like they were. “Are you close with him?” I ask the riolu who nods slightly. 
“W-we’re orphans… He was taking care of me until the guards started looking for sacrifices…” she nearly starts crying again and I pull her into a warm hug. “H-he tried to fight them off… B-but…” 
“Bravery is a good virtue, boy, but you could have very easily hurt her with your defiance,” I chide him.
“Shut up!” he growled, “You have no right to call me ‘boy!’ I’ve been through more than you have in the past seven years then you have in the past… However many years you’ve lived, if you even are a god and not some psychopath murderer!” he spits at me and I have to admit, the words are more true than anything anyone has ever told me, and it hits home a little bit. 
“You will suffer,” I growl at him, “You will suffer and you will accept it. If you struggle then I will make her death be long, but still painless,” I warn him and he stops and looks down for a moment. 
“”I-I’m sorry, Astra…” he says to the riolu and I look down at her while thinking ‘that’s a pretty name.’ I’m caught off guard though when he charges at me and headbutts me in the side. I stumble back a little bit but he hits the ground hard after bouncing off my armor. 
“Are you truly stupid, boy?” I ask him with a laugh that is admittedly more evil than I like to think of myself as. I take off my armor then untie his hands. Now we’re both naked and I’m reminded of when I wrestled the bear the other day during my time with the Native American tribes. “Do you really want to fight your god?” I ask him, “Even if I wasn’t immortal, I would still be older than you, and stronger, and…” I snap my fingers and a ball of fire forms between my finger tips, which I make grow into a larger fire ball which I hold in both hands. I can see Achlys’ face pale at the sight. “Oh yes, you forgot that I’m a fire type, even if I had no divine powers,” I laugh at him, “But I won’t even use that. Come, fight me, hand to hand,” I urge as I extinguish the ball of fire. He looks nervously to Astra, then back at me.
“I-If I win… You let us all go… And you never take sacrifices again,” he offers, to which I laugh.
“And if I win, I make you watch me have sex with Astra while you die,” I raise my fists and take a defensive stance. 
He charges at me immediately, but I sidestep it and throw a punch into his side as he runs past me. He admittedly recovers pretty quickly and he begins to circle me, watching me with nervous but determined yellow eyes. I don’t turn to face him as he goes to my back and he runs at me, wrapping his arms around my waist and he actually manages to knock me flat. Damned kid isn’t actually too weak. 
I manage to stand up pretty easily but now he’s got his arms wrapped around my neck and his legs around my waist. Mistake. I grab onto his arms and do a front flip, slamming him into the ground and knocking the wind out of him. I stand up and take a step back to give him a bit of time to recuperate, and when he finally stands again he’s shaking. This time I make the aggressive move and I slam my fist into his gut and then his side which I follow with a swift uppercut. He stumbles back, looking dazed now. He whimpers a little bit and then tries to run at me again but he’s met only with an elbow to the chest. I grab him by the fur atop his head to hold him up and I slam my fist into his face, knocking him unconscious. “Now wasn’t that fun?” I crack my neck a bit and then touch my fingers to my nose, which is bleeding a golden fluid: my blood. Yes, yet another biological attribute I gave myself to seem more divine. “He fought better than the bear,” I muse as I tie his arms back behind him and glance towards the jackal and Astra, who just seem terrified and confused. 
“Alright, jackal, you’re up first,” I say with a roll of my shoulders and I push him down onto the ground on his knees then down again so that his chin is resting on the ground and I push my cock, which had hardened during the fight, into his tight rear with a loud moan. He whimpers a little bit but doesn’t protest otherwise as I start to roll my hips back and forth against his. I look towards the wooden table that’s nearby and I grab another, thinner rope from it without pulling out and I wrap it twice around his neck then start pulling. He whines loudly and in pain and his anus tightens around my cock while I thrust and he starts to squirm and struggle as the rope cuts off his air supply. I look down and behind me to see his toes flexing and struggling to get a grip on the ground so he could push away, but to no success. I hold the rope with one hand and reach down to tickle his soft paw pads with the other and the faintest hint of a smile forms on his lips for a moment before I yank up hard on the rope as I orgasm. His toes splay out and then relax as his windpipe is broken and a bit of blood trickles out his mouth as he tries fruitlessly to get one more breath of air then goes entirely limp. “Good boy,” I scratch behind his tall ears before pulling out, my cum leaking out of the tight rump. “You’ll make a good roast,” I grin and then turn to Astra, who had made her way to her unconscious guardian and was sitting next to him. 
“Alright,” I say, panting a little bit as I walk towards them. I grab a bucket that is full of rain water and splash it over Achlys’ head, which makes him wake up with a sputter. He looks around confused and then whimpers when he sees me. “This was your own doing,” I remind him and walk back towards the wooden table, where a leather collar with long, broad spikes is resting. the mechanism where it clips seems to be very complicated and in such a way that it would tighten each time the wearer took a deep breath, but not to choke. You see, the spikes go inside the collar, not facing out. 
I walk back over and put it around Achlys’ neck, though not enough to puncture his skin with the blades and I fasten the clip behind his neck then I tie his ankles up and force him to sit down against a large rock whose to had been carved perfectly flat. I then look at the crying Astra and I very gently lay her down on her back in the soft grass while kissing her tears away.
“Shhh…” I whisper softly, “It will be over soon,” I croon and kiss her lips then her neck. I kiss down to her still budding breasts and suck on each of her nipples for a moment. By now she’s moaning through her tears. and two of my fingers have snuck into her tight slit and are slowly pressing in and out of her mound, which is quickly moistening. I drag my tongue down further and hover over the tween’s wet labia to glance at Achlys, whose ears are flat against his head and his whimpering nervously while blood has started to trickle down his neck, but his cock has grown erect. I press the full six inches of my tongue deep into Astra’s tight slit and I moan in delight along with her as I get a good taste of her sweet juices. I hold my fingers up to her mouth and by now she’s eager and she sucks her own fluids off my fingers while I swirl my tongue around and explore each and every of her tight folds. She moans loudly and it doesn’t take much longer for her to cry out in orgasm. She gasps a little bit as her first climax peaks and then declines, my tongue still swirling around within her. A shudder courses through her body as I slowly, slowly pull my tongue out from her muff and then I crawl over her and kiss her lips. She’s lost now in the heat of the moment and kisses my lips back. I pull my head back and pull her cunt over my again rock hard cock. She moans out happily and I begin to suck on her toes while rolling my hips slowly against hers. Her moans became louder as her toes splayed out against my lips and I smile a little bit around the soft, round digits in my mouth. I nibble gently on them then begin to affectionately lick up and down her paws, slathering my warm drool all over them. I roll my hips a little harder and it doesn’t take long for her to orgasm again, which makes me orgasm too. I bite down into her toes as I do, which draws a little bit of blood and makes them spread. She whimpers only once though through her moans as I suckle the blood away then slowly pull out.
I leave her laying there in a hazed state and then grab the rope around Achlys’ ankles and pull him towards me. “See how much fun she just had?” I pant and kiss his the bruised muscles on his belly then push my cock into his tight rear without giving him any time for adjustment. This makes him take a deep breath which just drives the spiked collar deeper into his throat and he whines in pain. With one hand I hold his bound feet to my face and lick up and down his soft soles and between each of his five toes while with the other I begin to finger Astra again. At this point my hips are rolling vigorously against Achlys’ butt and with each thrust he gasps and the spikes burrow deeper into his throat until it’s all the way against his neck and his eyes have glazed over. His five toes twitch against my muzzle as I nibble and suck on them one at a time. He coughs once and his sphincter tightens around my shaft and I fill his now limp corpse with cum. “Good puppy,” I tease his limp form as I pull out. “Ya know what?” I look down at Astra, “I think I’ll be making him into a doll. A nice, compliant sex toy to have forever,” I muse and pick him up then lay him gently on the rock with the flattened top before scooping up Astra, who is now fearful again but has lost any resistance she might have once had. I stand her up under the large apple tree and I toss a rope around it’s branches and tie it tightly then tie the other end into a noose. She whimpers but says nothing to me as she looks up at it and I just gently pet her head then drag the table over. I pick her up and have her stand on it’s top then I put the noose around her neck. 
“Y-you said it would be painless…” she whispered timidly. 
“It will, Astra~” I coo softly into her ear and pick a knife up from the table after tightening the noose and then I slit her throat. Her eyes widen and blood begins to gurgle out of her mouth, but the sharp blade is barely felt as it cuts through her soft skin. I hop down and push the table away, leaving her hanging and bleeding out. The nerves in her throat are shot now, so she feels nothing as she expires.I stretch out a little bit again and carry the jackal boy over to a pair of large fire pits with spit poles over them.
“No squirming,” I smack the jackal’s butt after dropping him and I pull one of the poles from the pit then I press it into his ass. Once I can’t push it anymore without pushing his whole body I stand it up straight in the air and pull on his legs until the pole comes out of his mouth. I tie his ankles to the pole then I set him over the pit. A quick puff of flame from my mouth ignites the logs beneath the jackal and I start to slowly turn him over the flames. While I turn him I look down the cliff towards the small village on the shore. The care-takers of my temple live there, though my personal harem lives in a room behind my throne. As I look down at the village I catch glimpse of a white sail approaching from the mainland. The symbol on the sail, a blue falcon’s head, tells me that it isn’t just a returning trade ship, but a ship from one of the major city states, most likely with a few sacrifices on board. I continue to turn the jackal over the flames for a while before flipping a lever and letting an underground water system rotate the young teen. I quickly put my armor back on as well as my helmet before taking a seat on the cliff overlooking the village. 
“I wonder what they’ve brought for me?” I think to myself and grab an apple from one of the branches and take a bite into it. A couple minutes later the trireme makes port but I can’t see who or what is getting off from where I am. It’s another 15 or so minutes before they begin the trek up the hill to my temple. 
When they finally arrive nearly half an hour later I’m sitting patiently at the table while the jackal boy is still slowly turning over the flames. My eyes light up a bit when I see what they’ve brought me: a 14 year old horse girl with feet rather than hooves (the only kind here in this world. Only feral horses have hooves of course), a 12 year old quilava girl and a 17 year old snake boy. They weren’t tied up at all and in fact they seemed proud, if nervous, to be here, which made me wonder where those last three had come from. Even after the brutality I’d shown to Achlys I still am feeling pretty aggressive, so their pride would probably diminish pretty quickly. 
I go for the quilava first and gently pull her towards me. “What’s your name?” I ask her softly and stroke the back of her head. She blushes deeply at my touch and can’t help but giggle a little bit.
“M-my name is Rhoda, Lord Eon,” she introduces and shyly snuggles into my chest then looks at the jackal boy roasting over the fire. “W-will we be eating him?” she asks me quietly, to which I nod.
“I will at least. I’m sorry Rhoda, but I don’t think you’ll be here long enough to enjoy him,” I sigh and then gently push her down on her hands and knees then I put one hand on the back of her head and force her chin against the ground, which makes her cry out. I lift the skirt of my armor with one hand and grind my once again hardening cock against her tight, untouched mound. My six inch cock quickly hardens and I press it slowly into the tight confines of her preteen cunt. She lets out a pained whine as her cherry is popped, but then moans and a few small flames shoot out of her mouth and the pores on her back and head begin to spark almost immediately as I roll my hips back and forth against hers. Her moans grow louder and she begins to pant while I pound her ever harder, until she orgasms and then so do I. I shudder and blow flames into the air as my seed fills her belly and before I pull out I grab the knife from the table and while the horse and snake are watching, I slit her throat. She gasps and gurgles for air but can’t find it and quickly expires. I examine her body below me and regret not playing with her feet while she was alive; those little pink paw pads are absolutely adorable. I sigh and pull out of her while she continues to twitch on the ground. I gently pick her up and I bring her over to the set of fire pits and I lay her down then take the second spit, which has been spinning ever since I started the water system, and I press it into her anus. For whatever reason it pushes all the way through and out her mouth with no trouble, but I don’t dwell on it for long. I go about tying her ankles and wrists to the pole then I set her back over the other pit and ignite it with another puff of flames from my mouth, then I look over at the remaining two and I smile slyly at them. The snake boy is my next target; I want to have some other, more brutal fun with the horse girl later. 
“You,” I point at him and he comes forwards, a nervous smile on his face. 
“Y-yesss, Great Eon?” he bows slightly and was obviously struggling not to hiss with his s’s. I push him down onto his knees and he looks  up a little bit fearfully. 
“Lay on your back,” I tell him and he does so. I get down on my knees and pick up his ankles so that I can start licking at his feet. I rub the tip of my cock against his cool, scaled butt and he can’t help but moan a little bit as I push about half way in, then all the way. His hiss-like moans begin to fill the air as my warm tongue drags up and down the cool, smooth scales on the bottoms of his feet and my hips pump rapidly against his. I take each of his toes into my mouth one at a time and nibble and lick between the soft digits. I continue these affections for nearly 10 minutes before cumming again and my hot spunk fills him to the brim. When I pull out, he’s panting and my rod is now dripping in my own cum. I bring him up to his knees again and he looks at my shaft a little bit nervously now.
“My cock is kind of messy. I need you to clean it,” I command and he nods reluctantly before leaning forwards and giving my shaft a tentative lick with his long, narrow tongue. I shudder a little bit as his cool saliva covers my warm, cummy shaft and I close my eyes while resting my hands on his head. “Never had a snake do this before,” I sigh in content and press his face fully against my crotch, which makes him flail for a moment before readjusting and beginning to bob his head back on forth. His cool, scaly lips felt surprisingly soft against my shaft and I have to recommend that everyone gets a blow from a snake at some point in time. 
I keep his head over my crotch until my body quakes with an orgasm and a few sparks shoot out of my mouth as my hot spunk fills his mouth. I hear him gag a little bit but I keep him there even after he swallows. In fact, I press his head harder against my crotch and I take one of the many thin ropes now around me and I wrap it around his throat and pull back on it while also pushing his head the other way towards my body. His eyes go wide and he starts to struggle and squirm, his heavy tail swinging dangerously from side to side. He bites down a little harder than I’d like, but a lack of teeth does nothing but cause me discomfort. Even still, I pull the rope harder while I watch his feet kick and try to find traction to get away, but he can’t and he finally just slumps forwards against my groin, dead. I push him off and he slumps to the ground, his eyes still opened and glazed over. 
I take the rope I used to kill him and tie his ankles up with it, then I use another rope to hang him upsidedown next to Astra. I use the same knife that I used on her to slit his throat and wrists and I watch his blood drain for a moment before going towards the horse girl who is rubbing one foot nervously against her opposite shin. 
“What’s your name?” I ask her softly and tilt her chin up to look at me. 
“V-Vara....” she stutters cutely and I give her a soft kiss on the lips. She blushes intensely and all fear seems gone from her eyes as she looks up at me. I kiss her lips again and this time she tries kissing back, and her lack of experience is adorably obvious. I pull away just long enough to remove my armor again before pulling her towards my chest. I place my hands under her butt and two of my fingers on each hand slide inside of her slit while I lift her up and I hold my lips tightly against hers. My long tongue slides into her mouth and it wraps around her tongue while I slowly work myself down onto the ground so that I’m laying on my back. When I finally pull her head back, she’s only got a look of lust in her eyes and she’s panting and neighing quietly. I have her sit up and then I pull her down onto my cock so that she’s straddling me. I give her a moment to adjust to the feeling of my thick meat while I reach down and grab her right calf so that I can pull her foot to my face. 
With one hand on her hip and the other around her ankle, I begin to slowly bounce her up and down on my shaft while slowly kissing and licking her soles. She whinnies in pleasure and her back arches. She seemed not to even have experienced the pain of losing her virginity, though I see a bit of blood trickling down my cock so I know she was one. She quickly gets into the act and starts bouncing up and down herself and spreading her toes for me to lick between. I think for a moment as I nibble on her heel, that I should have eaten her out first. I really want to taste her cum, but at the same time I don’t want a mouthful of my own. 
My thoughts are interrupted by a loud neigh as she reaches her first and only orgasm, and I respond in kind by filling her womb with potent seed. I lay back, panting and moaning, and she leans forwards onto my chest, pulling her foot from my hand in the process.
“W-will I have your baby?” she asks me, to which I just pet her head softly and shake my head. 
“No. No you won’t,” I say quietly and kiss her nose. 
“Oh…” she whispers and just clings to me tighter. “I-is it gonna hurt? When you kill me?” she asks and I frown a little bit. I almost don’t wanna follow through with my plan now, just to keep her around for a while… But my mind goes back to all the “hunting” videos I’d seen of furs with bullseyes painted on them either made to run into the forest or sometimes just get tied up to a tree while the hunter shoots them with arrows. It had become an increasingly popular trend among non-consensual snuffers. Thinking about those videos makes me want to again, but I still nod a bit reluctantly to answer her question.
“Yes… I’m sorry…” I whisper a little bit but my mind has wandered to a particular favorite video of mine where a few 8th grade girls, a hyena, a shark and a fox were tied up in front of some trees and had some bullseyes painted in several spots on their bodies with the blood of a kangaroo girl who was hanging from the tree behind them with a bullet hole in her head and her chest cut open. The furs taking the video were a couple of high school wolf boys, and I didn’t understand any of what they were saying because the video was from Russia, but they wound up shooting the girls with a compound bow. The first arrow went right through the hyena’s head, silencing her cries after one quick yelp and it pinned her to the tree in the process. A few more hit her small breasts and just hit the tree behind her. The first arrow to hit the shark landed in her chest and she slumped to the ground crying before two more hit her in the heart and she died on the ground. The fox girl, who I can only assume was begging to be let go, got shot straight through the mouth, then another one in her eye and a third one in her heart. She was pinned to the tree too. 
My cock began to throb inside of the filly as I thought of the end of the video where the boys just screwed the girls’ corpses and I decided to just get on with it. First though, something to eat. I look over to see that the jackal is done cooking. His skin has turned to a delicious golden brown and steam is pouring out of every orifice and his eyes are glazed over. I pull the horse girl off of my cock and then carry her over to the tree and set her down against its trunk. I then go towards the roasted canine and I reach over the fire and pull the pole off of the flames then carry him over towards the flat-topped rock. Once there, I slide him off of the pole and I walk towards the tree and pull an apple from the branches. I shove it into the jackal’s mouth then I tie his ankles together and prop his butt into the air. I look around for a moment, wondering where to sit. I spot Achlys’ corpse and I bring him over then I set him into the fetal position then I take a seat on his back. I use the blade that I had slit the riolu’s throat with to cut a good sized cut of meat out of his thigh and then I just eat it with my hands. He’s roasted to just the right temperature and the juices of his meat trickle down my chin. After a moment of contemplation I just lean forwards and start to dig into his calves and paws, tearing his flesh with my sharp incisors. When I look back up, Vara just has this absolutely horrified expression on her face, which makes me wince and blush a little bit shamefully. 
I stand up and push the jackal’s corpse off to the side a little bit before going towards the filly, who is visibly shaking and she whinnies with fear when I reach down. “Not much of a meat eater are you?” I ask and she shakes her head vigorously. “Didn’t think so,” I sigh and make her stand up. I walk towards the back side of the tree and grab the short bow and quiver resting behind it. I admire the bow for a moment and drag my fingers along its’ curve. It was made out of a beautiful red wood and had ornate, flowering lines carved along both of it’s limbs. The grip was covered in leather and the string was made from linen. The feathers of an eagle girl, the first sacrifice I’d made here, hung from the bottom of the bow by another string. The arrows themselves were actually very simple and clean. The arrow heads were only slightly bigger than the shaft and had no serration or jagged edges so they would pull out cleanly. The wings on the back were made from the same feathers of that eagle girl. I quickly finish admiring the bow and I return to the table to set them down. I then walk back towards the quivering filly and I see that she’s realized what’s about to happen to her.
“Stay standing for as long as you can or else I’ll hurt you more,” I warn and reach a hand towards the hanging Riolu girl. The blood from her throat has dripped down to her toes by now and I use some of that to draw a bullseye right over Vara’s heart and then another one on the center of her forehead. Tears are rolling down her cheeks now and I give her one final kiss on the lips before returning to the stone table. 
“Do I need anything else? I think out loud then I spot Achlys’ corpse again. “Eh, why not?” I shrug and I lay him flat on his chest on the table facing me. I’m about to press my cock into his mouth but I stop for a moment; hitting my dick on those spikes in his throat wouldn’t be fun. I don’t think my cock is that big, but just to be safe… I grab the mechanism on the back of the collar and quickly remove it, revealing the large holes now around his neck and throat, then I press my shaft into his lips. I half expect the little non-believer to bite down on me, to somehow still be alive and I watch his lifeless eyes for a moment while rolling my hips against his muzzle. I don’t know why I do this, I know he’s dead, but I watch him for almost a minute before picking up the bow and nocking an arrow into the string. I stop thrusting against Achlys while I aim the bow and pull the string back. I aim at the bullseye over Vara’s heart and then let it loose. The arrow makes a quiet whistling sound as it shoots towards her and it hits home, dead center of the bullseye.
She cries out in pain as it punctures her heart and she stumbles a little bit but doesn’t collapse yet. I realize I don’t have too much time left and I nock another arrow and quickly release, aiming for the mark on her forehead, but she leans a little bit to the side as her strength wavers and it hits her in the eye. Her mouth opens in a silent scream as it punctures her skull and pokes out the back of her head. She stumbles backwards into the tree then slowly slides down with her legs straight out and her head slumps forwards. I watch for a moment while her ears and toes twitch before setting the bow down. I place my hands on either side of Achlys’ head and thrust against his still wet mouth until I cum. A little bit leaks out the holes in his neck when I do but most of it makes it down to his stomach. I pull my cock out of his mouth and scratch him behind the ears. “Oh, you’ll make a good doll indeed,” I grin, “And don’t worry, Astra will keep you company, along with….” I scratch my chin, “All 50 or so other dolls. And my harem,” I say and stretch out, feeling spent.
I walk over to Astra’s hanging corpse and gently take her down. Another genetic trait I’d thought to give this avatar (since I’d purchased it after finishing the creation of the native american tribe and going through their first sacrifice ritual, I’d decided there were some other things I’d like to be able to do) was some of the abilities of a sarcophagrigus as well as any psychic type. After setting them both down together, use refresh to heal their wounds and then with my powers inherited from the coffin-like pokemon, I immortalize their bodies by turning their unessential and non-sexual organs into a sort of energy that would keep their bodies fresh for an almost indefinite amount of time while giving them the appearance of being alive. Their chests expanded and contracted as if breathing, their eyes returned to their glossy look and they began to twitch in response to my touches and they could even orgasm again, though it would take more effort to do so. 
I gently pick them both up and sling them over my shoulder to carry them back into the temple before walking back out. I grab the snake boy, who has since been drained of his blood, as well as Vara (after pulling the arrows out of her chest and head) and I bring them into the temple and into a room behind my throne. I hang the snake up by his wrists on the wall to deal with later and then I place Vara on a slightly angled stone table on her back that has a drain on the bottom and I make a quick slice on her throat before rolling her over so that her blood will drain too. I go back outside one more time to grab the quilava girl off of the spit, but I leave the jackal boy; I’m expecting at least one more group to come in, so they can finish off the jackal. I take the quilava girl into another, very large back room, where a collection of teenage boys and girls are just milling about, playing games, gardening in an open courtyard or eating each other out (I made sure that none of the boys had cocks so that I am the only one who can really fuck them). 
“I’ve brought a snack for you,” I call and they all turn towards me with happy smiled as I set the poor quilly down on a table, her body still steaming. They all begin to happily take bites out of her, only occasionally using knives to cut off slice. I watch for a moment with a growing erection before going back into the room where I’ve left the others. 
“Alright,” I look at them all and scratch my neck a little bit before walking over to the snake boy. I lightly tug on one of his toes then repeat the same process I did to Astra and Achlys, then I take him down from the wall and I set him on the bed. I look over to see if Vara’s blood is still draining; it is, so I lift up the snake’s legs and I start to lick at his toes while rubbing my once again hardened cock against his tight rear. I start to lick at his soft, scaled toes while slowly thrusting into him and I moan loudly around the digits. I start to slowly drag my tongue up and down his soles, which makes his toes flex and spread in reaction. I close my eyes and smile contently as my pre begins to fill his rear and I thrust a little harder while nibbling the space between each of his toes until he cums. I pant heavily for a moment before pulling out and I toss his body further up onto the bed. I walk towards Vara, whose blood seems to have finished draining and I repeat the process for a fourth time in her. I don’t hesitate to slide my cock deep into her slit and I lift her feet to my face as well. Her toes spread and twitch as I suck and nibble each one while vigorously fucking her tight cunt and I nearly breath fire around her when I orgasm, but I turn my head away just in time, which results in a small scorch mark on the marble while. I toss the filly’s corpse on top of the snake’s and then walk towards Achlys, my resistant little wolf pup. 
“You’re lucky I didn’t just eat you,” I say softly to the doll and then I take a seat, deciding to give the beaten pup’s body a little bit of a break. I pick up his feet and set them on my lap. I start to just softly massage the tender soles, pressing my thumbs up from his heel to the bottoms of his toes, which spread out each time I get to them. I lean down and start to lick the digits while rubbing my thumbs in small circles on his soles and heels. I do this for a good ten minutes, then I lift his right foot to my muzzle and lick slowly from his heel to the tip of each toe, and I suck on each one as I reach it, then I slather the foot in warm saliva until it drips and I repeat the action to the second one.When I finish, I roll him over onto his stomach and I lift his tail then press my cock into his tight ass and I start rolling my hips softly against his bruised rear. I lay down on his back while pounding his tight ass and I start to feel him up slowly, my hands tracing slowly up and down his cool body while I kiss his cheek. He’s very toned for 13, and I run my fingers along his developing abs and then up and down his hips, then up to his neck. 
“You’d have made such A good roast,” I say wistfully, kind of wishing I’d cooked him instead, while at the same time happy that I’d kept him. It also felt good to be the bigger spoon when cuddling with someone who had a bit of muscle, even if it was nothing more than a corpse I was cuddling with. I give a final thrust into him and orgasm, then I slowly pull out of his cum-filled ass and kiss his ears. “Good puppy~ Don’t go anywhere, okay?” I say this to all of my new dolls, “I’m expecting some guests,” I grin and go back outside, where the jackal’s body is still steaming. 
Off in the distance, I see something new: a trireme, but rocking on the ocean, rather it was attached to a giant red and white oval. It seems that the last city-state to earn my favor was coming back to try again. The city-state, called Sestissos was like the equivalent of Sparta. They were a highly war-like society and had no qualms about sacrificing their adolescents in my honor, and this won them a new technology the last time I chose a faction. I had given them some primitive steam power and the ability to harness the air. They lacked a functioning navy since their only coastal settlement was nothing more than a fishing village and many of their military buildings were in their landlocked capital city. And so, in return for 15 young sacrifices I provided them with the technology to create an air fleet of self-propelled, balloon-harnessed triremes, and this was one of them coming towards me now. 
I take a quick moment to clean up the area outside of the temple, organizing my arrows and putting my armor back on, before turning back to watch the airship approach, but when I do there is a second one, and this one has yellow markings on it, the colors of Tydonirus. I grin a little bit and take a seat under the apple tree to watch whatever is about to happen. I know that the Tydonirots are the sworn rivals of Sestissos, and I can only assume that they managed to steal this technology after some sort of skirmish.
By now, both airships are close enough that I can hear the steady “thwip-thwip-thwip” of their propellers, but the Tydonirot’s ship seems to be moving considerably faster. It seems that they spent time improving the design I gave the Sestissians, who had just taken it for face value. 
The ship from Tydonirus makes a beeline for the starboard side of the Sestissian one and it’s heavy, metal-tipped prow makes a loud crack as it breaks the fin-like sails on the side and penetrates the hull of the ship. I can’t see from this angle, but I can only assume the Tydonirots are boarding the other airship. The engines have all turned off now and it’s all silent for a moment until I hear the sound of the large wooden propellers begin again and the Tydonirot’s ship starts to reverse while flames start to flicker from the deck of the Sestissian ship. I watch a flaming arrow fly towards the balloon of the loser and the winner backs up a fair amount before ramming full speed again towards the already cracked, sinking airship.
The Sestissian trireme snaps in two and the burning balloon parts easily for the winners and the entire thing plummets towards the ocean while the ship from Tydonirus turns and makes it’s way towards my temple. It takes only about 5 minutes for it to arrive, and it just reduced altitude until it was at the same height as the cliff my temple was situated on. I stand up from my spot under the tree as two ropes are thrown over the side and a pair of feline hoplites jump off the side and land nimbly on the ground, then take the ropes and tie them to rocks as anchors. Once the ship has been secured in place, a wooden gangway is lowered from the deck and a tiger man with graying fur on his face walked down. He was wearing a golden chest plate and had a helmet on with a very large plume that was sideways on the helmet’s top. 
“Hello, Great Lord Eon,” he bowed down on one knee, but it was clear that it hurt him a bit from his age, and the two hoplites, who were cheetahs, moved to help the old man up, though he waved them away. I realize he’s waiting for my permission to stand.
“Rise,” I tell him calmly and he does so, but struggles a bit then removes his helmet to reveal several scars around his face and neck. 
“I am Selepos, king of Tydonirus. Have you witnessed how we turned the gift you bestowed upon the Sestissians against them?”
“Yes, I did, and it was quite entertaining,” I smile at him. “I noticed you utilized conventional naval tactics for the battle, and they seemed to work very well,” I say approvingly, which makes him smile.
“Yes, and I am hopeful that we are in your favor, as we have not only brought our own sacrifices for you, but taken what they would have brought for you if they’d made it,” he looks back at his airship and waves at a hoplite watching from the deck, who nods and disappears for a moment. When he appears again, he’s at the gangplank and ushering a couple people forwards. I smile as I see the first three that come off, all unbound and naked. I assume that they’re the Tydonirot offerings. I can’t help but lick my lips as I watch them: a 10 year old tiger girl, a 14 year old braviary boy and a 14 year old ferret boy. Both the boys weren’t really boys though; they had vaginas. It seemed that the braviary was naturally one though, but the ferret’s groin and pelvic area had some very clear scars where his vagina and all the other organs for it had been surgically implanted into him, though they seemed fairly old. They all seemed very pleased to be here, though the poor little tigress did seem nervous at the same time. 
“Lord Eon, this is my daughter, Ino,” King Selepos introduced her, “She is my youngest child, and I hope that you see fit to keep her alive and well,” he said, a hint of sadness in his voice. She looked up at me timidly and I only give her a reassuring smile before her father pushes her towards the other offerings. “Now bring out the captives,” he calls and now seven more youths march down the walkway, fear written in their expressions. Their arms were tied tightly behind their backs and gags were stuffed into their mouth, which brought a wicked grin to my face. All but two of them were female, and they all seemed to be around 12 or 13 years old. The girls were two horses, a dragon, an emerald python and some sort of domestic cat breed; calico maybe? The boys weren’t anything special, just a fox and a lion, and then two more hoplites come out with what appears to be an 18 year old red fox boy wearing hoplite armor. 
“He was our only casualty,” Selepos said sadly, “We were hoping that we could have a feast here with you where he is the main dish and the captives are served alongside him,” he suggested and I scratch my chin, then nod. 
“I’ll invite the town as well,” I say thoughtfully and look towards one of the cheetahs, “Go, spread the word in town that we are having a feast,” I tell him and then I walk towards each of the captives and smirk. The Sestissians did understand what I really like, I’ll give them that. I turn towards everyone else and gesture towards  the still hot jackal boy, “Why don’t you all finish him off while I take care of these captives?” I suggest and I lead them all off towards the side of the temple while Selepos, his soldiers and his offerings turned towards the jackal boy and began digging into him. 
“Alright, who’s first?” I ask as I examine them each one at a time and I feel up and down their young bodies while tears roll down their cheeks. I look down to see if I have my sword with me; I don’t, so I run back out and grab it quickly, and when I return, I grab one of the horse girls and without hesitation I lop off her head. I hear the rest of them gasp a little bit, though it’s stifled by their gags. I watch the preteen’s body collapse to the ground and then I look towards the boys. Surprisingly, the lion looks the most scared of the two, and I decide that I’m going to satisfy my sudden desire for blood with him.
I pounce on him and pin him to the ground with all of my weight, which knocks the wind out of him and he’s left choking on the gag in his mouth. I bare my fangs and lean into his stomach, quickly tearing out chunks of flesh and swallowing his muscle and organs. I don’t go so far as to take out his lungs though. Instead, I lift up one of his legs and bite into his thigh and calf, then I place all four of his toes in my mouth and I bite down. Bone splinter in my jaws and I chew up his toes and the ball of his paw then swallow. I continue to tear into him until he’s nothing but a shredded, bloody corpse and I pick him up by his hair and drag him to the side of the cliff then toss him off. I watch him rag doll down the side and then get impaled on a large rock sticking out of the water, though the impact splits him in half and he falls into the churning waters. 
I look back towards the remaining tweens and I use my forearms to wipe some blood from my lips then I lick my teeth clean. The calico girl has peed herself with fear and I walk towards her. She falls to her knees when I do and looks up at me with absolute terror in her eyes. She’s one of the younger girls, maybe only 11 even. I push her backwards onto her back and push my rock hard cock into her tight, virgin slit while wrapping my hands around her throat. She tries coughing but can’t because of the gag and it’s not long before her violent struggles fade to nothing and I snap her neck. Why am I being so brutal? I ask myself this as I lean back and I look at her limp corpse. I’m not entirely sure… I don’t even like that I’m doing it but… I can’t help it. I look towards the remaining four victims and I approach the horse girl and force her onto the ground on her back. I lift her feet to my mouth and start to drag my tongue up and down her soles. Her toes flex when my tongue reaches them and I moan a little bit when I shove my cock into her tight cunt. I fuck her aggressively until I cum, and I repeat this with the remaining girls and and the fox boy before picking up the beheaded horse girl and the kitten and I walk back out to wear everyone else was. They seemed to have finished off the jackal boy and were all sitting around. The young fox soldier was off to the side and I look at him for a moment before setting down the corpses. 
“I am going to take your fallen comrade and sanctify him with my seed,” I tell them and gently pick up the corpse. I take note of the killing blow now. It seems like he received a sword to his throat and he’d bled out almost completely on the final stretch to my temple. 
I carry him into my room and take off his armor and tunic then I admire his firm, muscular body for a moment. I’m sure he’s been training for this since he was at least 15 years old… It’s almost a shame really. I trace my fingers around his toned pecs and then down his thighs. I lift his digitigrade foot paw up to my muzzle and I start to lick softly up and down his toes while my shaft hardens yet again. I slowly press it into his rump and I’m pleased to find that he’s never been taken, or at least it doesn’t feel like it. I start rolling my hips aggressively against him while licking his four, soft toes and I cum pretty quickly; my libido is starting to wane and I’m cumming a lot faster. I still cum quite a bit though and when I pull out, he’s dripping with my warm spunk. I lay down on my bed next to him for a moment and cuddle him against my chest while my eyes close. I fall asleep for about fifteen minutes before the smell of a new fire wakens me. I stretch out and look at the fox’s corpse next to me. I gently pick him up and carry him outside to where everyone else was waiting. Several of the villagers had arrived and a few more spits had been set up as well as a large table. 
It’s another hour or so before everyone who can come has arrived and I set the deceased soldier’s body on a table while the braviary and ferret boys hold his legs. I say nothing and we all stand in respectful silence as I take a spit pole that is fashioned to look more like a spear and I press it through his anus and out his mouth then two of the hoplites from the ship lift him and place him over an empty fire pit, which I light after tying his arms and legs to the pole. 
The preteens who had been captured are pinned to the table in a similar fashion and one by one, they’re spitted alive and placed over fires. A villager dutifully turns each one of them and it soon becomes a festival. Young, naked girls dance around and I get the opportunity to cuddle with Ino for a while. I learn that the young tigress has always wanted to meet me (of course, I’m her god),  but that when she saw me covered in blood after my brutal mauling of the lion, that I had really scared her. It didn’t take much to reassure her that I wouldn’t hurt her though, only some gentle kisses and fondling, which provoked a purr which came from deep within her throat and it brought a giddy smile to my face. I’d have to visit this avatar more frequently just so I could hear that… 
Eventually I found myself sitting next to old king Selepos and we both watched the cubs roast over the fire. We sat in what I felt was a comfortable silence for a while before he spoke.
“Do you remember me, Lord Eon?” he asks me quietly and I glance towards him.
“Yes,” I say without hesitation, but it’s a lie. I wrack my brain for a tiger named Selepos the last time I was here… Maybe the time before that? It takes about a  month for them to live their full lives, so I think back to three weeks ago. Maybe? The memory is vague.
“You remember…?” he glances at me, a pleasant smile on his scarred face.
“Um… At least I think so. Remind me, will you?” 
“A young god with a memory worse than that of an aging mortal?” he laughed out loud, a hearty sound which made me smile a little bit too. “You came and visited Tydonirus when I was 12 years old. I remember that you took my older sister away, and when I saw her again, she was cooked on the table. At first… I hated you for it, for taking my best friend from me…” I frowned a little bit and looked away, “But… Then I had a bite of her and I realized how delicious she was.... I was still sad, but after that bite I didn’t hate you, and I was less sad… Then you took me aside. I thought you were going to do the same to me, but then you kissed me. And you screwed my little ass so hard that I had your divinity leaking out of me for a day and I walked funny for a week…” he laughed again, “I’ve already sacrificed two of my children in your name, my oldest son and daughter whenever they turned 15. And now I’m giving you my youngest daughter... You will take care of her, won’t you?” he asks me. 
I nod firmly, “I won’t let harm come to her until she has reached 17 years. That’s when all of my harem becomes a sacrifice.” To this he just nods in understanding and leans back with a sigh. 
“I am an old king… My time in this world you have created for us is running short. But I am happy with my life and that is all that matters. I did my best to be a good king, to reign as you would deign appropriate. I only hope that my son can reign as I have and that he doesn’t cause you to destroy our kingdom in some form of righteous vengeance…” This grew dark quickly.
“I’m sure he will do fine,” I tell him and he nods, “You are right,” he said, his eyes following a 14 year old zebra girl who was dancing with her twin sister. 
Later that evening, after all the feasting is done and the townsfolk have all returned to their homes and King Selepos and his men have bedded in their ship for the night, I stand in front of my bed. The dolls from earlier today have been put somewhere else and Ilo, the furret bot and the braviary boy are all sitting on my bed. Thank Arceus I got all my violence out earlier in the day and I’m feeling very docile now, so I just think on who to fuck first. My mind goes right to Ilo, but I want to save her for last, so I can really enjoy her. I finally decide on the ferret first, then the braviary, then Ilo.I walk towards him and kiss his lips deeply then push him backwards onto the bed. He moans submissively and places his arms around my neck while my cock pokes against the lips of his implanted pussy. I take a moment to explore the flavor of his mouth before pressing my cock in. I’m surprised when he lets out a pained cry from his hymen getting popped; I wouldn’t have thought he had one.  His pained noises are quickly replaced with pleased ones as I slowly roll my hips against his and then I pull back and start to lick at the bottoms of his humanoid feet, which I’m happy to discover have pads: one on each toe, one on the ball of his foot and one on his heel. I lick and nibble at each pad for about a minute each before finally cumming into his tight cunt. I roll off of him and look towards the braviary, who is watching me with an eager look on his face. He has digitigrade feet, which for some reason I’ve always really loved on birds. He moves backwards on the bed and lifts his legs into the air to reveal his wet pussy to me. Instead of immediately pushing into him though, I start by gently licking across the sensitive lips and he squawks in pleasant surprise. I bury my six inch tongue within the tight confines of his untouched pussy and I feel his wing-like arms rest on my head while my tongue flicks against his hymen and he almost immediately orgasms, his feather puffing out and his back arching. I pull my head back and get on my knees to pull his feet to my mouth and I press my shaft into his cunt about half way, then all the way and I cries out then moans as I take one of his long talons into my mouth. The skin on his feet is soft and tastes a bit like vanilla for some reason, but I like it and it makes me leak pre into his cunny as I thrust harder. He clenches and milks my cock while I nibble on his toes and I finally cum into him. He chirps in delight and then relaxes as I finish slathering his feet-paws in warm drool.
Now I finally come to Ilo and I smile at the tiger kitten, who is mewling softly while fingering herself. I’m still panting from the last two rounds, but I’m determined to make this amazing for her and I move her hand away from her tight pussy then I spread the sensitive labia with two fingers and start to lick at her already moist folds. She purred and mewled in joy as my tongue explored her tight pussy and it’s tip barely flicked against her hymen and her body shuddered with her first orgasm. “Good girl~” I whisper to her and then I finally push my meat into her tight little slit while holding her right foot paws against my mouth. I rub my thumb across her sole pad while licking between each of her toes and I immediately leak my pre into her tight girl-hood. She lets out a cry of pain as my thick meat pops her hymen and I don’t start thrusting until I hear her purr again, and I do so gently. She’s so tight around my cock that I may as well have been really pounding her and it takes only a few thrusts before I fill her 11 year old pussy with my warm, potent seed. I collapse next to her and pull her onto my chest with my cock still deep inside her, then I wrap one arm around the braviary and ferret c-boys and I fall asleep with a happy smile.