I huff and pant softly, sparks shooting off the pores of my back as I settle down. I reach up, gently stroking Payton’s still warm cheek. The 14 year old German shepherd’s eyes are still open, despite her recent death and I look into them one last time before closing them. I slowly pull my cock out of her tight slit before removing the plastic bag from around her muzzle and I lay her gently on my bed… I look over at Cassie, her body still hanging from my ceiling fan and I begin to take her down. In the back of my mind, I’m still angry for whatever reason, still in a violent mood, but I’m not sure why. I pull the noose from the young coyote’s neck and press my thumbs into the bruised flesh over her throat, as if strangling her corpse. I only do this for a couple seconds before kissing her lips and putting her over my shoulder, four of my fingers in her pussy to keep her from sliding off as I walk to and open a door off to the side of my room, which reveals a set of stairs leading downwards to a secondary basement that I’d had built. The smell of trees and fresh air hits me after a couple seconds and I begin walking down, Cassie still over my shoulder. 
At the bottom of the steps is another door and I use one of Cassie’s feet to bump it open before stepping into the room… My sanctuary, my haven, my world. The room is huge, 10,000 square feet and with only a single, 5 foot wide pathway leading to the center. Around me, much like you might see in the room of a model train enthusiast, is an entire world of sorts. There’s no cities or anything, just three massive forests separated by oceans, each tree about three feet tall and ranging from 1-6 inches in diameter, with a dome projector surrounding it that projects a sky over the forest, but that I can see through, or even reach through if I so pleased, that provided all the functions of an actual atmosphere, from rain to snow. It was summer at the moment and I watched as a pack of wolves about the size of cockroaches hunted down a deer of matching size. These were real animals, genetically created to be smaller, specifically for this purpose. I look over to the furthest corner of the room and am pleased to see smoke rising from the area. “Just in time for the sacrifice~” I grin as I make my way to the center of the room, which is an area of about 10 feet. In it is a device, similar to the Animus from the Assassin’s Creed series (I’d had it designed that way).
I look around for a moment before grabbing a small vibrator and I strap it to my cock before taking a seat on my Animus and I push Cassie down onto my hot meat, letting out a small moan as the vibrator turns on. I change the setting on it to turn off after I cum and then I lay back, pulling Cassie’s still warm corpse face down on my chest and I put my arm on the specially designed injection platform, which closes around, piercing my arm with several needles and knocking me out, while at the same time connecting me somewhere else. 


I blink awake and look down, then around. I’m sitting on a stone chair within a temple, a crown atop my head which hides several works of technological wonder, despite it’s tribal appearance. 
No one else is in the temple with me and I stand up with a groan… Damn… I forgot how long it’s been since I’ve played god; this body is particularly stiff. I stretch and rotate my body for a moment before stepping down from the platform my throne was on and looking around. No one else seemed to be in the temple with me… I can only assume the whole tribe is starting the sacrificial meal in preparation for my arrival; I am their god after all. 
I walk over to one of the wash basins within the temple and look at myself. Still a typhlosion, still 18 and with a red back, but I’m in nothing but a hand-made pair of ceremonial pants and I’m about 6 inches tall, at least to my real self that’s how I would seem. You see, this is an avatar of myself. This forest that I’m in, all part of my massive room, where I reign as the divine over several tribes. 
I stretch again, popping my back with a content grunt before stepping outside of the temple, which is constructed out of nothing more than sticks and bark, similar in style to that of the Iroquois from the real world. I had influenced them to build like that… I had wanted something tribal yet elegant. There’s nothing outside the temple except a dirt path, and I walk for about a hundred yards… At least my new equivalent of it, before I see the soldiers of the four tribes on this patch of land approach in ceremonial garbs. I look to see if there are any faces I recognize among the wolves, foxes, sabertooths and otters, but I only know the first in each line. Each one of them bows before me and I grin, the sense of power kind of getting to my head. 
After a moment, the first man in each line, the chief of their respective tribe, stands.
“Hello, mighty overseer,” the otter chief says, “The sky told us of your approach. We have halted our conflicts, we have prepared our sacrifices,” he said rather humbly and then called out an order, which every man in the tribes followed, regardless of species, and they turned and began marching down the path, with me following right behind. I smile broadly as I imagine who’s waiting for me this time
The walk takes nearly 15 minutes… Had it really only taken them 15 minutes to get every member of the tribes to the clearing? Wait… No… I forget that they live faster than I do, and that at this size I experience time in the same way. The 10 minutes it had taken me to get into my chair was probably more like 5 hours for them. Fortunately, the body I’d had made as my avatar was designed to run on the same time scale that my real body runs on.
Anyways, the 15 minute walk ends in a clearing with four totem poles and four flag poles, each one representing one of the tribes on this mini-continent. Off to one side, there was even a group of bandits, a mixture of all four races, plus a few others from tribes who had been destroyed, holding their own banner. In the center of the clearing is a large wooden table, and there are four spits and four clay ovens on one side, as well as a smaller wooden table which had been stained red from many “years” of sacrifices, which were held every time I connected to my avatar. 
Every citizen of each tribe was standing by their respective totems, while in front of each totem stood one boy and one girl from their tribe, ranging from 12 to 17 years old. Each of the 10 are to be sacrificed by me, in my name, and cooked and eaten by all the tribes.
“The great, fiery god of Antaros has rejoined us!” the sabretooth chief calls out to everyone and a great cheer resounded throughout the clearing. “May he bless us all, and accept our sacrifices in good intention!” This got a slightly less excited cheer and a few whimpers from the youths standing in front of their totem polls. 
I examine all the sacrifices, eying them hungrily. From the wolves there’s a 13 year old girl with sandy fur and long, brown hair, and a nearly identical, slightly older male who seems to be her brother. The foxes have presented a 16 year old girl with bright orange fur and brown fingers and toes, and a 14 year old albino male. The otters sacrifices are both older, two 18 year olds, the female with short, blonde hair and gray fur and the male with no actual hair but covered in brown fur. The outcasts and bandits have pushed a 15 year old female lynx and a 17 year old male bear. It’s the female sabertooth tribute who catches my eye though: a 12 year old female with gorgeous, silver fur and blonde hair, then her companion, a rather normal looking male with brown and tan fur and no hair. 
“Please, mighty Eon, select the two tributes to spare, your next servant, and give their tribe your blessing,” an elderly female otter, one of the tributes I’d saved some time ago and the head caretaker at my temple, says. 
“I will make my decision,” nod and walk towards the wolves, though I’ve already made my decision to save the sabretooth girl. All of the tributes are completely nude, so I take the time to gently reach down and finger the female wolf’s tight slit, making her gasp and look at me with lustful hope. I just smile and pull my fingers out then walk away, smacking the male’s ass as I walk by, which makes him bark in surprise. I examine  the rest of the tributes carefully, getting each of their hopes up, before coming at last to the young feline.
She’s standing there timidly, all pigeon-toed and with her head down. She tenses up as I approach and I stand there for a moment before gently extending my own foot and touching her toes with mine to get her attention.
“Hello~” I smile kindly down at her, What is your name, little one?” I ask and she risks a glance up at me. 
“L-Lia’teyna,” she stutters cutely and freezes as I reach forwards to gently brush a stray strand of hair out of her eyes. 
“That is a very pretty name~” I smile at her then look back at the chieftains and the elderly otter. “I have made my decision. Lia’teyna will be spared,” I say, my voice booming. The sabretooth tribe cheers excitedly, but the other sacrifices pale. Only one more for me to choose, and this one was to be a male, as was the custom I’d invented for them. 
I look around before going to the fox and pulling him forwards, and his tribe cheers behind him. It was either him or the bear, but It had been a long time since I’ve dominated or eaten one of them~ Since they had tried to sacrifice fox and wolf slaves they had captured, and not their own. I had managed to talk the other tribes into banding together at least for a while, to destroy them. It had been wonderful to watch~ We all ate and fucked a lot that day. 
“Now, mighty Eon, select the first two to be sacrificed,” the otter says to me and I nod. I walk around again, then take the lynx and gently pull her forwards, causing her to whimper softly, then I grab the male wolf. Their respective tribes are silent and solemn, knowing that whoever the first two belonged to would result in some sort of penalty for the whole tribe. As is the way with gods and mortals.
“The decisions have been made. We will return when you call for us, Lord Eon,” the otter bows respectfully and the tribes retreat to their nearby camps to prepare other dishes to have with the sacrifices. Soon enough, I am alone with the sacrifices, aside from Lia and the fox boy, who went back to celebrate with their tribes, and four temple caretakers, who are will help me in preparing the meals.
“You first,” I say to the lynx, who is crying softly and I kiss her tears away. “You will be preserved,” I whisper in her ear and start to finger her slit while the other sacrifices clump together uncomfortably. She looks up at me fearfully as I rub at her insides and then I lay her on her back in the soft grass and begin to lick at her cunt. There’s nothing quite like eating out a virgin in the middle of the forest~ 
I explore her depths with my 12 inch (equivalent that is) tongue and flick the warm muscle against her hymen before locating and vigorously lapping at her g-spot. She orgasms nearly immediately and I drink down all of her cum. My body stiffens though and I shudder violently… I must have orgasmed in the real world. I roll my shoulders a little bit and strip off my pants before crawling over the poor lynx and pressing my rock hard shaft into her tight confines, which provokes a loud, sensual moan. I roll my hips back and forth while lifting her feet to my face and I lick between her soft toes. I suck lavishly on each digit as I puncture her hymen and I feel a little bit of blood run down my groin as I softly bite into her tender pads. She shudders and stops crying as I start to dribble pre into her and then she orgasms again, which in turn causes me to orgasm and she cries out as my hot cum fills her. I take a moment to recuperate before standing up and picking her up with me. I kiss her lips deeply, exploring her mouth while she submissively pokes at my long tongue with her short, rough one, which makes me moan. I carry her to the blood-stained table and lay her down over it. Her face turns pale as she realizes what’s about to happen and I just stroke her hair. 
“Goodbye,” I whisper as I grab a steel axe and in one swift motion lop off her head, then I do the same to each of her feet. I set her head and paws aside before tying her knees to her thighs to her calves and her forearms to her biceps. I then let the aids take over and I walk towards the wolf, watching as the dissect and begin to stuff the lynx.
“Your turn,” I smirk cruelly at the wolf, who immediately lies on his back and puts his feet in the air. “Good boy~ You know exactly what your god wants~” I tease as I press my cock into his tight anus, moaning loudly as I do, though he whimpers. I bite into his toes, drawing a bit of blood as I do, which I happily suck away at. My thrusts start out somewhat gentle, like with the lynx, but I quickly get more aggressive and I put a hand around his throat, pressing harder and harder against it. His toes begin to flex and spread as he struggles not to struggle against my hand. It’s when his body stops bucking and his toes splay out then relax that I know he’s dead and I pull out of his now cum-filled ass, smacking his butt cheeks to make him loosen up. from around my shaft. I drag his corpse over to the table and I prop his mouth open with a small metal bar then shove my hand down his throat and grab onto whatever I can and pull. I do this until his body is hollow, then I let the aids take care of stuffing and shaving him. The bear next~ 
I glance towards the lynx, to see her body being pushed into one of the ovens while the wolf was being spitted.and placed over a fire. I lick my lips again and then look towards the bear, who’s standing there nervously. 
“You,” I point, “Come here.” He quickly obliges and kneels before me, hesitantly kissing the tops of my toes. 
“Y-yes, Lord Eon?” he asks nervously, wondering why I had called him forth rather than just pulling him.
“Stand, mortal,” I order and he does so. I walk around him once. He looks strong, despite being a bit skinny, and he’s tall like me with a fairly large reach.
“I want to fight you. Hand to hand,” I say and all color drains from his face. 
“B-but Mighty-” he begins, the terror clear in his voice.
“Do not worry, I will use none of my immortal strength. I wish to fight you as if I were mortal,” I say and take off the feathery crown, which only disables my ability to mentally control the area and whether or not I can reconnect with my true body, as well as a few other minor things. They see it as a symbol of immortality though. I set it down on the table then take a fighting stance, my fists raised. 
“If you win, I will bless and reestablish yours and the lynx’s tribes, and you can go free. If you lose, nothing changes. In order to win, you would have to mount me,” I explain the rules and he nervously raises his fists. I come at him immediately, throwing a fist rather haphazardly at his head, which he sidesteps and punches me in the gut. I wince, but recover quickly and begin to really fight. I rush at him, wrapping my arms around his waist and pushing him into a tree while he starts punching my back. I resist the urge to ignite my pores as I throw several punches into his exposed belly, knocking the wind out of him. This was too easy. 
I throw the out-of-breath bear to the ground, flat on his chest and just before I can press my hardening cock into him, he rolls over and brings his knee up into my ass, launching me forwards a little bit. I let out a startled cry as suddenly everything is upside down. By the time I’ve recovered, he’s dragging me by my ankles towards him, but I plant a well-placed kick on his throat, leaving him gasping and choking. Knowing that it would take considerably longer for him to recover this time, I step behind the bear, who had fallen to his knees and I bend him over, his tight rump in the air and I push my once again hard cock into him with a loud moan, which immediately coerces him to orgasm and he splatters his seed all over the dirt beneath him while I ram him.
“You fought well~” I grunt as I lean over his back and lick his neck, “But not well enough… I may still reestablish at least your tribe,” I coo softly as I grab his cheeks and begin to turn his head until his spine snaps audibly and I kiss his lips, now that his head is 180 degrees and facing me. His ass clenches tightly as I do this and I orgasm, filling him up. His body doesn’t unclench on it’s own and I have to force him off my cock. 
“Skin him. I’d like for him to be a doll,” I order the aids who nod obediently and tie him up between two wooden poles with his legs and arms spread and my cum dripping from his ass as one of the aids begins to cut him open. 
The remaining sacrifices all look scared as I examine them for who to kill next and I examine them each… The male sabertooth, perhaps? What if… 
 “You,” I turn to the feline, “And you,” I point at the male otter, “You’re going to eat out one of these girls. Otter, you have the fox, cat, you get the wolf,” I order, “Last one to make their girl orgasm get’s sacrificed,” I say as I tenderly pull the female otter towards me and I kiss her neck as the other four prepare themselves for this competition. The girls both lay down and each male positions himself in front of them. 
“Begin,” I say and start to kiss up and down the otter’s body, watching the competition out of the corner of my eye. The she-wolf whines and tries not to squirm as the sabretooth explores her with his rough, broad tongue. She’s already bucking her hips and holding onto his head, which excites me. I begin to gently nibble the otter’s neck, making her squirm in my arms while the otter male was ravishing the vixen’s pussy. She wasn’t moaning as loudly as the wolf, but she was moaning more frequently than the wolf. 
I push the otter onto her back and begin to lick at her soft feet while I press my cock into her tight slit. I wrap my tongue around her soles and press it against the webbing between her toes, which causes her to moan out loudly despite the initial pain of her virginity being taken. After a couple seconds of lavish foot-worshipping I bite into the webbing, removing it and I lick between her toes now fully and I wrap my tongue around each toe to suck up the little bits of blood that seep from the torn skin. I glance up to see how the other males are doing and the otter is still trying his hardest to get the fox to orgasm but he just can’t get her to do it. The sabretooth, however, is cleaning the wolf’s thighs of her cum. 
I grab onto the otter’s head and the pores on my back ignite as I orgasm and I snap her neck at the same time. Her toes splay against my lips and then relax as she expires and I toss her corpse aside for the aids to take care of. I slowly stand up and grab a spit pole from over one of the pits and I walk up to the otter, who had finally managed to make the fox orgasm. He;s just about to get up when in one quick movement, I push the pole through his body, causing him to gag and thrash for a moment before I push it further, through the vixen’s pussy as well and out her mouth. I tie their arms behind their backs and then their calves to their backs and I place them over the fire. THe vixen is still squirming weakly as I do, but she doesn’t last much longer as I light the fire and it licks at her fur, quickly singing it off, as well as the otter’s. 
I finally approach the she-wolf and the male sabretooth, a sincere smile on my face. “My final two sacrifices~” I coo and kiss each of them on the lips. The male is obviously reluctant but accepting, while the wolf leans in, excited for the opportunity to kiss and make love to her god, even if she was about to be sacrificed. 
“You’ve got beautiful fur~” I say softly as I roll her onto her belly and prop her butt in the air. I lick some of her remaining cum from her groin, causing her to shudder while I do and I get on my knees behind her, my hot meat quickly filling her tight cunt with it’s girth. She moans softly and begins to thrust in time with me. I reach down and tickle at her soft paw pads as I whip my hips against her, leaving the sabretooth to only watch nervously while she moans and giggles, her toes flexing against my calves. 
“Good wolfy~” I whisper in her ears as I lean over her, my hot pre quickly leaking into her, followed by an orgasm which fills her belly to the point of leaking out around my cock. I look around with a lust-hazed expression and grab a stone knife, which I use to quickly slit her throat. She gasps a little and grabs at her throat for a moment before slumping forwards, dead. I pull my cock out of her as one of the aids comes and drags her away. 
“I want her to be made into a doll too,” I order them and they immediately get to work skinning her while I turn to the sabretooth, my last victim for now. 
“Alright, kitten~” I purr as I approach and he takes a nervous step back before standing straight and tall. He’s nearly as tall as I am, which I find attractive… He would have been much more fun to fight than the bear, I determine as I lean forwards and kiss his lips, savoring the flavor of the young wolf’s fem juices which are still present. “Bend over~” I order as I pull my lips away and he obeys me hesitantly, getting down with his rear in the air and his short tail lifted a little bit, providing a beautiful view of his tight tail hole. I lick my lips as I see him clench, his whole body becoming stiff as he tries to prepare himself for my cock, which I don’t give. Instead, he feels my hands on his ass cheeks and I spread them a little bit then plunge my tongue into his tight tail hole, causing him to moan involuntarily. I explore his tight rectum with my tongue, provoking an orgasm almost as soon as he becomes erect. I growl slightly as he clenches around my tongue and I can’t help but be grateful that every orifice on the sacrifices gets cleaned out before being presented. I finally get my tongue out of him and replace it with my thick cock, which makes him moan again and I immediately begin to aggressively whip my hips back and forth against his ass, which he begins to moan and purr to. It seems it only took a good tonguing to turn him more willing~ When I finish, I blow my biggest load so far into him and I turn his head after catching my breath and I kiss his lips.
I watch his eyes slowly shut, then open wide as I blow a hot jet of fire into his body. Tears quickly form in his eyes as my fire burns his throat and then incinerates his organs, resulting in a small puff of flame escaping his ass around my cock. He falls limp after several seconds, steam and smoke coming from his ass and his mouth and nose while I pull out. The aids quickly take him away and stuff his empty body with all sorts of fruits and vegetables then they slide him into the oven. 
By the time night falls over my little world and all the sacrifices are ready, several hours have passed, which I spent fucking the aids: a 16 year old sabretooth, hawk and wolf, all females. I wound up fucking them so hard that I wound up needing to do the final preparations for each meal. As I finish up with the vixen’s body, the four girls run off to alert the tribes that the feast is nearly ready and to begin their approach.


When the four tribes finally arrive, the offered tributes are all set up on the tables, courtesy of yours truly. Each of the spit-roasted teens, the female fox, the bear, the male wolf and the male otter, are all still on their spits. The fox, wolf and otter’s fur had all been singed off, leaving a mouth-watering golden-brown skin, dripping in a mix of sweat and meat juices, and steam is still pouring out of their nostrils, mouths and other orifices. The bear’s exposed muscle, aside from his no longer present head, hands and feet, is steaming and had become a dark brown, like steak almost. 
The female wolf, my personal favorite of all the sacrificed meals so far, had been skinned, her gorgeous fur to be turned into a nice robe for my avatar, is tied up on her back, laid out flat with her arms at her sides. There’s an apple in her mouth and her eyes have been replaced with cherries, while her belly is so filled with fruit that it’s spilling out her vagina. The lynx girl is tied up on her back like chicken almost, with little leaf covers over ankles, where he feet used to be and she’s laying on a bed of vegetables while corn-cobs stick out of her pussy, anus and opened neck. Her chest and belly are cut open as well, revealing it to be full of diced, baked potatoes. The female otter is propped up on her knees, a decorative wooden pole in her ass to keep her back straight while another one with a cradle at the top holds her neck up. She’s been cut open and filled with a variety of diced organs and veggies, then stitched back together. When she had finished cooking, I had chopped off both her feet and stuffed one whose webbing I’d torn into her pussy so deep that only her toes were hanging out, and I put the other one into her mouth so that about half of her foot was hanging out and her heel was in her throat. 
The last meal I bring to the table, just as the tribes begin to arrive with their other side dishes and roasted ferals, is the sabretooth male. He is by far the best looking of all the meals, seeing as he’s been made into a dessert. Steam is coming out of his nose, ass and from around the apple in his mouth. His eyes are replaced with large berries and his body has been covered in a sweet, chocolate and caramel (of course I taught these people how to make sweet chocolate. I’m brutal, not uncivilized) glaze. He body, emptied by my flames during that kiss, has been stuffed with various other fruits and sweets and I had placed strawberries between his toes then drizzled a little extra chocolate over them. He’s laying on a bed of melon and orange slices, his butt propped up in the air and his hands tied between his knees while his legs are spread. 
The massive wooden tables that are set up have more than enough room for each tribe member, seeing as two of the formerly six tribes are now mostly absent, leaving only around 400 people to feed. Of course, eight teens and preteens wouldn’t be enough to feed them all, so they all bring some sort of food specific to their individual cultures, which I’d let them develop on their own. 
The sabretooth tigers, who mostly live in the foothills of the mountains near the wall of the room, have brought several native vegetables and roasted reindeer. The foxes and the otters, who live near the rivers as a singular tribe primarily (though I make them sacrifice separately), bring baskets of dried and freshly cooked fish, as well as four whole, roasted deer. The wolves, who inhabit the deep forests and live by a more militarized way of life, actually bring two more cooked youth’s, a 16 year old female and a 17 year old male. They were skinned and their pelts are set down on the pile of other small offerings made to me. I lick my lips as I eye their spit-roasted bodies… Then notice that they’re still squirming slightly! Joy! It’s been a long time since I’ve had a cooked meal. How they managed to keep the teens alive through skinning and roasting, much less conscious, is beyond me, but I’m delighted as they slide both of them off their spit poles right in front of me. My mouth waters slightly and I don’t even notice the deer that they have brought. 
The remaining “tribe,” who really is just a mishmash of those from the other tribes, except for the wolves, and various other species I placed into the world for variety, brings various feral animals and native woodland fruits and vegetables to the feast.
Once everyone has finally taken their seats, the two sacrifices I chose to spare at my right and left, I stand up. 
“Another bountiful feast!” I call out, which results in a cheerful cry from almost everyone. I sit down and take a bit out of the still conscious wolf girl’s pussy, initiating the feast to begin and suddenly everything is a boisterous party of sorts as we all begin eating. I leave the wolf that had been prepared by his tribe for the others while I focus on the female. I eat her pussy as well as both her feet before pushing her finally dead body away and I eat a little bit of each of the other sacrifices, besides the desertified sabretooth, who remains untouched and will remain untouched. I personally prepare a dessert during each sacrifice, and have made it custom that only I, the two who I spare, and the dessert’s origin tribe, are allowed to eat them. 
I finally take the first bite of the still steaming feline only when several of his tribe members are gathered patiently around me. I don’t bother cutting into him, I just lean down and bite off his left foot from just behind his sole pad so I can have all four toes and the larger pad in one bite. I suck on it happily in my mouth for a moment, making sure not to choke on the strawberries between the toes, before I start to chew the paw up, bones and all, and I swallow, letting out a content moan. By now, I feel stuffed and I just watch contently as his tribe picks away at him until he’s little more than a skeleton. 


When it’s all said and done, the tribes clean up what they can before making the journey to their homes, which will take an hour for some, or half a day for others. But their bellies are full and most of their minds are at ease. The wolves and outcasts though, are expecting something to befall them within the week, and I’ll be sure to oblige them. It is my godly duty afterall. For now though, it’s time to retreat to my temple, where I can play with my two newest servants. I allow them each to say goodbye to their families and friends while I find and put my crown back on before leading them both away. I pick the little sabretooth up once we’re on the trail and I hold her close as she clings to me.
“Warm…” she murmurs into my shoulder and I smile softly as I lick the side of her neck, then glance down at the albino fox, who stays close to me but doesn’t touch.
“What’s your name?” I ask him after about ten minutes of silence.
“Thao’neon…” he answered timidly and a smirk a little at the coincidence.
“‘Blessed by Eon...’” I translate and he nods, “It seems your parents named you well.”
“Th-thank you, Creator Eon…” he whispers meekly and I reach over with my right hand, which makes him flinch and stumble until he feels my gently scratch behind his ears. He purrs softly under my hand and steps closer to me as the skybox above turns from blue to pink and orange to purple to black, and the stars, with simulated constellations of my own design, begin to twinkle above. 
“It’s a very clear night tonight,” I smile at them both, but Lia is already sound asleep in my arms. I gently lick the back of her neck, which makes her whole body shudder and I can’t help but to laugh a little bit. 
When we finally get back to the temple, the aids who had been at the feast, as well as a few more teenage girls and boys are waiting for us. Each of them bows deeply to me as I walk by and Thao is brought off into another room by two nude males, one wolf and one otter, who have both had their genitals removed and replaced with vaginas. In fact, this seemed to be the case with every male. Not even one of the teens had their manhood, and all of them were mostly naked, if not fully naked, though that could also be said about the girls. I take Lia into a room just behind my throne. It’s been beautifully crafted and has a very large bed covered in warm blankets and hand crafted with different marks from each of the different tribes, including the bear and lynx tribes, and the outcasts. 
I gently set the sleeping kitten on the bed and begin to gently strip her deer-skin dress, smiling softly as I admire her petite, naked form. “So pretty~” I murr softly and lean down to lick the silver fur around her belly, which causes her to purr cutely. I drag my foot long tongue up her belly to her chest and I start sucking on her nipples. Her eyes flash open and she moans as she looks down at me, then lays back again, leaving me smiling. “Good girl~” I praise as I drag my tongue down the length of her torso and slowly push my warm tongue into her virgin slit and I close my eyes as she immediately begins to leak sweet fluids onto my tongue. I lap and swirl my long, hot muscle around her tight walls, which provokes an orgasm. My muzzle gets splattered with her young, sweet cum, which I happily lick off as I drag my tongue down further still and start to gently massage her left foot while licking her right. My tongue coils and snakes between her toes, savoring the flavors of the day’s events. Her sweat is surprisingly sweet and I happily slurp up her bodily fluids while coating the soft pads in warm, thick drool. As I’m doing this, I’m also ever so gently massaging her other paw. My right thumb moves in small, gentle circles around the delicate, pink pads while the fingers on my left hand press between and against the insides of her toes. She moans in pleasure as I worship her soft pads and I begin to gently nibble on her toes. before trading off, now massaging her right foot while slathering her left with my tongue. When I finally finish, my thick saliva is dripping and trailing between and off of her little toes and I climb up to kiss her lips. My tongue quickly finds it’s way past her lips as she wraps her arms around my shoulders and I press my tip about halfway into her pussy so she can adjust, then I hilt her and she let’s out a pained whine as her hymen is popped and a little bit of blood seeps out around my cock as I begin to slowly roll my hips back and forth against hers, causing her to bounce slightly as we kiss. Her petite, fragile body is soft and warm under my hands and I suppress the urge to blow flames as her tight cunt clenches and milks my cock, squeezing my warm pre into her. It takes only a couple more thrusts for both of us to orgasm and I tilt my head back so that I don’t hurt her as a small puff of fire shoots out of my mouth. I lean down as I press my full length into her to keep my spunk within her tight tunnel and I kiss her lips again. 
“You’ll be a wonderful priestess~” I murr against her lips, which makes her blush deeply. 
“Th-thank you, Lord Eon,” she murmurs tiredly and looks up at me with an infatuated expression, which causes me to blush as well… It’s been a long time since someone looked at me like that… Most of these other priestesses and cuntboys simply want me for pleasure and for the opportunity to say that they hold the seed of their god, but she has such a pure, innocent look of puppy love in her eyes, it’s hard not to feel the same towards her. I nibble her neck softly then lay down beside her, my meat slowly shrinking back into its’ sheath as I wait for the albino fox boy to return with his new vagina. When he does, Lia is already asleep again and I pick her up and pass her to one of the other priestesses who carries her off to another bed chamber while I pull the whimpering male into the room and I lick my lips as I examine his new pussy. 
“D-does th-this satisfy you, Mighty Lord?” he asks with a pained whimper, to which I respond by pressing three fingers into the new, hyper-sensitive orifice. He let’s out a loud gasp and his hands are very quickly wrapped around my waist while I finger him. I guide him to the bed, my fingers still exploring his depths and lay him down, at which point I pull my now wet fingers out and hold them against his lips. He hesitates before sucking them clean while I push my own tongue deep into his cunt. I pant and moan against the tender pussy lips while I reach down to scratch and tickle his feet paws. He orgasms into my muzzle the second I touch the soft pads and I quickly clean up his fem-fluids with my tongue before grabbing his ankles and shoving my once again rock-hard meat into his slit. Since the vagina had been artificial, there’s no hymen to break, but he’s still just as sensitive as if it were his first time, which it is, and I cums over my dick several time while I thrust against him before I fill him with my divine seed. 
I lay there with him for a while before the remaining 15 or so priestesses and cuntboys, including Lia, join my in the large bed for the rest of the night and I fall asleep with the little sabretooth in my arms and the rest of them cuddled against me. 
I’ll probably stay here for a week or two in this world, 12 or so hours in the real world, before leaving to check on the Nordic and Grecian cultures on the other ends. While everyone and my avatar are sleeping though, I transfer back to my true body, where Cassie’s corpse is slumped against my chest and my cum is still leaking out of her pussy. I quickly carry her back up to my bedroom and I place her, as well as Payton into preservation tanks until I have the desire to turn them into sex dolls, before returning to the world where I reign as god, where nothing I do has negative repercussions, where I am the almighty.