The young lady drew every eye as she sauntered down the street of Breezeport towards the cul-de-sac where the Twin Schools of Longshaft Academy and Our Lady of Ecstasy. She was a vixen, apparently in her early adulthood. This, in and of itself, was not unusual; foxes were a very common species of humanoids. What was unusual was her appearance; she had an otherworldly beauty. She had a long, wild mane of pink-red hair down to her back, and golden fur that almost seemed metallic. Her eyes were a brilliant green that almost seemed to glow with an inner light. A large pair of brilliant white-feathered wings were folded behind her back. She wore a loose, flowing dress of silken fabric, through which her wide hips could easily be seen swaying as she sauntered down the road. The effect she had on passers-by was equally unusual. While everyone on the street stopped to watch her walk by, the people closest to her were affected far more profoundly. As she walked by a male raccoon and a female bluejay, nodding her head cheerfully at them, they stopped in their tracks. They both trembled from head to toe, mouths opening in moans of pleasure. The raccoon’s pants tented dramatically for a moment, before pulsing. Thick white liquid began to bubble out through the denim, a massive damp spot growing to soak the crotch of his pants. The bluejay fell to her knees, crying out, her feminine juices pouring down her inner thighs, drenching her dress. The vixen seemed to take little notice of the strange reaction, continuing to stroll down the sidewalk without even looking back. Indeed, every single person who saw her felt a flush of arousal warm their bodies. Males and futanari groaned as their pants and skirts bulged painfully. Females pressed their sticky, suddenly-soaked thighs together, trembling with need. Anyone who came too close to the woman found themselves making a mess of themselves in a sudden, raging orgasm. The strange young lady smiled to herself as she neared the schools. It was mid-afternoon, and children were playing in the cul-de-sac, running about, playing soccer or tag, or many other games. The ocean breeze blew over the city, leaving the air cool and pleasant despite the bright sunlight shining down. It was wonderful to see children having fun and enjoying themselves on such a perfect day. However, the vixen was looking for two children in particular. Her eyes scanned the cul-de-sac, looking for the distinguishing features of the kids she wanted. They tended to stand out in a crowd. As the woman walked, two figures followed behind her, wearing clothing somewhere between business suits and renaissance-faire outfits; a white rabbit with golden hair hurried along, carrying a few boxes of things and desperately trying to keep up with the vixen, while beside her, a silver-haired, black-furred wolf strode confidently with a stern look on his face, a writing pad in one hand and a pocket watch held in the other, which he looked at. “Mistress, we’ve only got a few hours for this side-errand before we have to make your next appointment.” The vixen rolled her eyes, sighing heavily, “We’ll take as much time as I want here, thank you. This is more important to me.” “Madame, with all due respect, this is why you’ll never be invited to the upper pantheons. You don’t take your duties seriously,” the wolf replied sternly. “Like I wanna be part of the upper pantheons anyway. They’re all stuffy self-important fuddy-duddies who spend all their time arguing over minutiae rather than doing anything. Zeus keeps trying to hit on me, and his harpy of a wife keeps trying to kill ME for HIS actions! Yahweh’s obsessed with cutting everyone’s foreskins off. Anubis is SUCH an edgelord… And have you MET Odin? The guy has his own spear stuck three feet up his own–” the vixen replied. “...Ma’am, we… really can’t listen to that kind of blasphemy or we might get struck down,” the wolf cut her off in mid-sentence, looking calmly at his rabbit companion, who seemed rather nervous. “...Is it really blasphemy if it’s another deity saying it?” mused the fox woman lazily. “No, but I’ve not met a lot of gods who’d say otherwise to the help, ma’am.” The wolf relented, before patting the rabbit on the shoulder, who jumped a bit, but then began to look relieved. “If ye don’t mind me askin’, ma’am, why are we here, anyway?” The rabbit tilted her head, looking to the vixen. “You’ll see soon enough. I have VERY important business here,” replied the fox, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked out at the kids. Quite a few of them were looking over at her, as her appearance drew some attention. “...At a mortal school?” the rabbit asked, glancing over at the wolf, who shrugged in equal confusion. “Just stay here and stay out of the way,” the fox instructed, “I’ll be back in a few.” “...A few what?” asked the rabbit, glancing at her fellow. “Knowing her, it could be a few minutes or a few orgasms,” the lupine sighed exhaustedly, pinching the bridge of his nose, “...I just can’t WAIT to try to have to explain to the Court for the tenth time this month why she missed her appointments.” The rabbit just sighed, her ears flopping as she leaned in to whisper to her companion. “Don’t tell her I said so, but it’s really annoying when she just tries to act all mysterious about her motives…” ******* The vixen stepped off the curb and sauntered across the cul-de-sac, her silks flowing behind her with every step. She continued to look around, searching for her goal. Not spotting it, she sighed, scratching her head. She noticed a small group of children standing nearby, staring at her. The woman chuckled to herself. It wasn’t unusual for her to draw stares, given her nature. The kids were whispering to one another, clearly speculating about her identity and purpose in the cul-de-sac outside their schools. “Hello, there,” she called to them, smiling. One of the boys, a yellow mouse kid, just stared at her, his pants visibly bulging along his crotch. “Uh… I… uh….” the boy stammered, apparently at a loss for words, his blue eyes wide. The vixen did not seem to notice the effect she was having on him. “I’m looking for someone who goes to your school. They should be out here somewhere, but… I can’t seem to spot them. Maybe you could help me find them, if you know them?” asked the fox woman gently as she leaned over to look at him more closely. Unfortunately, this ended up putting the mouse boy closer to her aura, and rather than reply, the boy moaned, his eyes rolling back as he climaxed in his pants, sparks flying from the tips of his ears and tail. The little mouse arched his back and the vixen watched as thick, metallic golden fluid poured out of the cuffs of his pants, the fabric darkening as more of it bubbled through. “Whoa! Arc, she’s hot, but that’s no reason to splurt in your pants!” exclaimed a blue-furred rabbit nearby. The bunny stood up from his game and came over to investigate what was happening to the mouse. Arc was apparently in no condition to answer, having dropped to his knees with a wet splat, his body convulsing again and again as more of his spunk erupted from his fabric-trapped member. The fly of the boy’s uniform pants could not take the force any longer, and gave way; allowing a shockingly long erection to spring free. It twitched up and down violently, launching ropes of golden semen onto the grass nearly ten feet away. Some of that semen splattered across a game of hopscotch being played by Fifi LeFume and Chira, leading to the skunkette’s shocked reaction. “Quoi?” Fifi looked over and frowned. “Arc! Espèce de… You’ve ruined our game of Marelle!” The french skunkette glared, her tail flicking menacingly, while Chira looked confused. “Marelle? Here’n I thought we were playin’ Hopscotch,” she said, tilting her head cutely. “Oh, sorry. Marelle is ze name for Hop…” Fifi started explaining, before she stopped. “Zat’s not important right now. Arc just… …what’s ze word.. Splarted?” “Splurted.” “Oui, merci. He just splurted all over our game, so rudely!” The white-furred bat glanced over her dark sunglasses, her golden eyes focused on the fluid splattered across the sidewalk hungrily. She licked her lips, staring at it, beginning to lean down… Only for Fifi to grab her arm and start dragging her towards Arc to yell at him. “Ach! Fifi, ye cannae just manhandle a lassie like that! I was about ta…” she complained. “Lick ze blacktop?” Fifi replied, raising an eyebrow. “...Uh… maybe,” hedged the bat, blushing. Fifi just rolled her eyes. “I ‘ave nevair met a girl more ‘ungry for cock-milk zan you,” marveled the skunk, “...and I should know, I am almost as thirsty. But let us focus on ze actual POINT. He ruined our game!” “Okay, okay, dinnae git yer panties in a bunch,” sighed Chira as they approached Arc and the older vixen. As they did, however, both girls began to feel a familiar heat grow in their respective crotches. The golden-furred vixen opened her mouth, perhaps to question the kids, but she never got the chance to say a word. As soon as the blue-furred rabbit, bat, and purple-furred skunk walked too close to her, they all let out moans and cries of utter ecstasy. Like puppets with their strings cut, they fell to the ground. They convulsed, hips bucking wildly. The rabbit, Buster, moaned and gasped as a veritable flood of milky white goo drenched his pants, pouring out of the cuffs of his legs and bubbling over his waistband to drench his shirt. Chira yelped and moaned, more creamy goo fountaining through her skirt, spilling onto the sidewalk as she spasmed from head to toe. Fifi was a little less dramatic and messy, but no less pleasured, as she sank to her knees, thighs clenched tight together; her nectar spilling down her legs in a puddle on the ground. The vixen looked around her, seeing the various cubs collapsed on the ground, twitching in orgasmic bliss in growing puddles of their own fluids, before she facepalmed. It finally occurred to her what the problem was. “...Oops. S-Sorry, kids. I didn’t mean to--... I mean… Oh, let me fix this…” she stammered. The woman screwed her eyes shut, apparently in deep concentration. To onlookers, there was an odd effect. It was not as if she became any less beautiful or less attention-grabbing; but there was a sense of “dimming.” As if some aspect of her otherworldliness was becoming less prominent. The effect of this “dimming” on the children at her feet took a minute or two to become apparent, as they were all in the throes of their superhumanoid orgasms. However, one by one, the children sagged back in relief, panting for breath as their bodies relaxed and the afterglow set in. “There. That should make things a little easier. I sometimes forget what effect my unshielded presence has on mortals,” the vixen said cheerfully, as if this was an entirely normal thing for her. The wolf sighed as he approached. “...I did try to warn you when we first crossed over, but as usual, you weren’t listening to me.” He glared in annoyance at the vixen, who simply blinked and looked at him, as if noticing him for the first time. “Sorry, you were saying something Elgar?” she asked cluelessly. He rolled his eyes and sighed in response. “Nothing of importance, it would seem…” he grumbled. As he expected, the vixen had already turned away and turned her attention back to the children. “Sorry about that, like I said. I didn’t mean to do… uh… this to you…” she said, scratching behind one of her long ears, “But I meant to ask you. I’m looking for someone here.” “What WAS that?!” asked Buster dazedly, his body still convulsing as cum pumped out of his cock, splashing onto his shirt. The boy’s hyperproductive, overly large testicles churned visibly. “Nnnf… That… was one o’ the best splurties I’ve e’er had,” moaned Chira, lying on her back, her hips still twitching as her penis stood straight up towards the clouds, dribbling. The vixen winced. Apparently, the kids were too addled to answer her question just yet. She sighed and stood up, her hands on her shapely hips as she looked around… and smiled as she spotted what she was looking for. It was streaking at her from 10 o'clock high. "MOMMYYY~~!" a high-pitched voice squealed, and the sound of wings flapping filled the air. A streak of pink, beige, and green flew at the fox goddess with incredible speed. The vixen gasped and laughed as the blur struck her, and she twirled about, wrapping her arms around it. The blur was revealed to be a tiny fennec girl with pink hair and vivid green eyes. A pair of golden wings flapped, sticking out of the back of her school uniform. The child giggled and nuzzled against the woman’s cheek happily. "Skye! I was just coming to see you and your brother," she said, laughing as she kissed the fennec's cheek. "Lady Aine? You know this… mortal child?" the wolf asked, frowning. "Elgar, this is my daughter, Skye," said Aine, holding the tiny girl up so he could see. Skye gave a cheerful wave, not seeming to care that her mother was holding her under her armpits and her feet were dangling far off the floor. “Your daughter?” the rabbit said, blinking in surprise, “I was unaware you had a daughter!” “And a son. Where do you think I’ve spent the last 8 years of my time when I’m not wandering the Divine Realms with you? I’m here, raising my little girl and boy,” Aine said, giggling as she nuzzled Skye. “...How did we not know this?” Elgar asked, rifling through apparently hundreds of pages of handwritten notes; before tossing the clipboard aside and pulling out a modern electronic tablet seemingly out of thin air to begin scrolling through that as well. “...Maybe if you stopped nagging me about what the Fae Courts want me to do and actually paid attention to me, you’d have noticed that I vanish quite regularly?” Aine replied, not without a hint of pique in her voice. “Who are these guys?” Skye asked, looking over and apparently noticing the two attendants for the first time. “Oh, they’re Faeries,” said Aine dismissively, as if such a thing wasn’t something completely marvelous and notable, “Apparently the Courts got sick of me neglecting my duties, and decided to appoint me some ‘helpers’ to keep me on track. Not that I’m letting ‘em.” She grinned at Elgar, who flushed and scribbled a note down. She was annoying him on PURPOSE! “Oh, this is ABSOLUTELY going into my reports…” The wolf grunted as he scribbled, only for the rabbit to grab his shoulder, giving a mild smile. “Calm down. What’s done is done, we might as well just roll with it,” she said, pulling him aside to give Aine and her child some space. “I missed you, Mom!” Skye chirped happily, nuzzling into her mother’s chest. Between Aine’s otherworldly beauty, the orgasming children at her feet, and Skye’s squeal of delight; the vixen woman was drawing quite a bit of attention from the children of the cul-de-sac. A small group of them pushed through the crowd to approach, attracted by Skye’s voice. “Ah! Mom!” gasped a young fox boy, his orange-feathered wings flapping to speed up his stride as he launched himself at Aine. She grinned as the boy hugged her waist. “And there’s my little boy. I’ve been waiting to see you, Fire…” Aine said warmly, ruffling his brown hair. “Man, you’ve been away forever!” Fire murmured, burying his face in her hip and breathing in her scent. “It’s only been a month,” Aine said, smiling as she hefted him in her arms and pulled him into a hug with Skye. Still approaching, but more slowly, were a red-furred winged vixen and a young wolfboy wearing glasses. The vixen finally stepped forward first, smiling and bowing to Aine. “Hello Mrs Aine. It’s nice to see you again.” Kiyo looked up at the woman who was still greeting her children. The vixen glanced away from her son and smiled. “Kiyone,” Aine greeted affectionately, “I hope you’ve been keeping Skye out of trouble while I’ve been gone.” “...I try. Oh, boy, do I try…” Kiyone sighed exasperatedly, throwing a glare at the fennec. Skye stuck her tongue out at her, snickering. “That said, I’ve had a bit of help lately,” Kiyone said, gesturing at the boy next to her, who suddenly yelped and stiffened as he was put in the spotlight. He stammered a bit and bowed quickly. “Uh, Hello, Mrs Skye’s Mother-Lady… I mean, Ma’am, I’m Jayen Lupo, Ma’am, I…” He kept stammering, blushing. “Hello, Jayden. It’s very nice to meet you,” Aine smiled down at the boy. “So, you’re the boy who’s caught my little girl’s heart alongside Kiyone, eh? I do hope she’s not being too rough on you.” Jayden blushed and smiled, rubbing the back of his head. “Nah, things can get a bit wild sometimes, but we always end up in a bit of a snuggle pile after…” He paused and blushed more brightly. “..and you meant in general, didn’t you?” He asked after noticing that both Skye and Kiyo were also blushing at the unexpected reveal of their bedtime activities. Aine just covered her smile with a hand, then reached down to scritch behind Jayden’s ears. “Well, nice to know you’re keeping my lil’ girl so… …happy.” Another fennec approached. She was taller than Skye by a couple of inches, with pink fur and brilliant red hair with a blue streak hanging down in her face. A pair of white-feathered wings were folded at her back. “Hey, Grammy,” said the little pink fennec, giving a casual wave. “Oh, hello, Raye,” Aine replied, smiling warmly, before turning… and stopping in mid step before doing a double-take. “Wait, R-Raye?!” Aine exclaimed, clearly startled at the sight of the other fennec, “What are YOU doing here?” “Wait, you know who she is?” Skye asked, blinking in surprise as she looked back and forth between her mother and her daughter from the future. “I’m a goddess, sweetie. That comes with a measure of omniscience and foresight. I can see a little of the future,” she explained before turning her attention back to the pink fox, “...But you weren’t supposed to be born for another twelve years.” “...Time travel shenanigans, grammy,” Raye explained, shrugging as if that was all that needed to be said. Skye, Kiyone, and Jayden stared at her, impressed by Raye’s nonchalance. “Oh. Well, it’s nice to see you, even if it’s twenty years early,” Aine said with a smile, kneeling down to pinch the pink fennec’s cheek affectionately. Raye’s tail wagged and she giggled. Elgar just sighed and rubbed the bridge of his muzzle. “Great, we can add ‘temporal paradoxes’ to the report.” The wolf pulled out a notepad to write on it. “...I just love dealing with the Department of Temporal Management. Holding non-linear conversations where they answer questions you haven’t even asked….” Aures sighed and shook her head, her ears flopping back and forth, “You really ARE looking for every single infraction you can pick up, aren’t you?” “Of course. It’s my duty. Why aren’t you?” Elgar sniffed, looking offended that she would even suggest otherwise. “...Probably because I know it’s kinda pointless?” Aures suggested shyly, “It’s not like the Seelie Courts are gonna do anything…” Elgar grunted, “That’s not the POIN~” He stopped himself and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “It’s what I do. It’s what I AM. I am a member of the Unseelie court. We’re meticulous, precise, we do things in proper order. You Seelies might be comfortable with your laissez-faire attitude, but…” “Uh, Excuse me?” Elgar stopped his rant as he noticed Jayden was looking at him. “Yes, child, what is it?” Jayden tilted his head. “You said the Unseelie court is Orderly? Is this one of those Order vs Chaos things? I would’ve thought Unseelie was Chaos and Seelie was Order…” Elgar grunted. “Ugh, Typical Mortal lack of comprehension…” Aures smiled and stepped up. “It’s a bit more complicated than that, dear boy. The Seelie and Unseelie Courts of the Fae have represented many different things over the centuries, based on our interaction with mortals, and the influence of mortal beliefs on our existence. While it’s true that back in the middle ages, we Seelie were a bit more of the ‘orderly’ type, while the Unseelie were more of an ‘unruly mob.’ But around the Victorian age, things became more complicated, as bureaucracies and social order became the norm…” Elgar grunted and continued. “We Unseelie became more tied in with the workings of the court, and of bureaucratic work… …so while the Posh Seelie began tending to artistic pursuits and the betterment of the world through physical and conceptual beauty, we ended up getting stuck with the drudgery of the paperwork that actually keeps their magical society working.” Aures looked at Elgar. “You make it sound as if we’re exploiting you. Our Courts have an equal voice in the magical community, and we’ve never forced duties on you that we weren’t prepared to do ourselves. There are just as many Seelie working in the Bureaucracy. Honestly, I think you Unseelies just like having things to complain about.” Elgar shrugged and crossed his arms. “Being a Pessimist just means you’re hardly ever disappointed.” “So the difference is that the Unseelie have sticks up their butts?” Jayden asked, blinking. “HEY!” Elgar complained, his large, dragonfly-like wings flicking. “Exactly,” agreed Aures, giggling as she ruffled the boy’s silver hair playfully, “You’re pretty smart for a mortal child.” Jayden blushed as Aures ruffled his hair. Fire moved up beside the wolf cub to playfully elbow him. “Geez, not enough for you to butter up my Mom, you gotta butter up her secretary too? And here I thought I was a player.” The fox smirked as Jayden became all flustered. “Wha~? Dude! It’s not like that!” Jayden exclaimed, blushing deeper and waving his hands. “Sure, sure. The pair of bulges in your slacks says otherwise, though,” Fire teased, reaching down to cup Jayden’s groin, making him make a noise somewhere between a yelp and a moan, “...If I’d known your type was supernatural hotties, I coulda hooked you up.” At this comment, several of the girls with supernatural gifts, like Mew, Tiffany, (and unnoticed by others, Chira) threw a glare at Fire. “My type isn’t… I mean, it is, but… I don’t…” stammered Jayden, completely freezing up, before he finally buried his blushing face in the palms of his hands, groaning in frustration and curling his tail to cover the growing twin bulges in his pants. ***** The conversation continued as the children milled about the goddess and her coterie, curious and excited. "Waaait!!!" Buster said, his eyes wide as the blue-furred rabbit jabbed a finger accusingly at Skye, “You never told us you were a GODDESS!” “Demigoddess, technically, but… also you never asked,” Skye said, shrugging lazily. “...So, are you like a comic book hero? Have you been hiding superpowers from us?” Tiffany asked, looking curious. “...Mom’s a Celtic fertility goddess… so… uh… No, I don’t have any superpowers that I know of…” Skye said, looking more than a little disappointed to have to confess to that fact, “...I’d hoped to develop eye-zappy powers or flame breath or SOMETHING, but I’ve got nada.” “Considering how much garlic you eat without brushing your teeth, I’d say you have flame breath,” said Fire with a grin. Skye growled and gave an ineffectual flail at her brother, as Kiyone held her back out of arm’s reach of him without even looking. “Well… This explains a lot. Like how you can spurt four times your body volume, but not get dehydrated,” Jayden said, blinking as he adjusted his glasses. “...Okay, so maybe I have ONE superpower,” Skye admitted, blushing, “But it’s not one that’d appear in comic books outside of Breezeport!” “Also explains why yer spunk is so tasty an’ filled with life energy. A demigoddess’s semen,” murmured Chira, “Ye are prime vampire bait. No wonder I was drawn ta ye.” “Wait, what was that you just said?” asked Arc, looking over at the bat with mild confusion. “Nothin’! I said nothin’, and you didnae hear nothin’, ye understand?” Chira yelped, tugging down her glasses to meet Arc’s eyes with her bright, almost shimmering golden gaze. Arc’s expression went vacant. “...Didn’t hear nothin’,” he echoed vaguely. Chira sighed in relief and wiped sweat from her forehead, before returning to listening to the conversation at hand, not realizing that Elgar and Aures were sharing a glance after looking at her. Meanwhile, someone else was considering the latest revelation. “Wait, I could’ve been born with superpowers?” Fire asked, blinking, “Why am I only hearing about this now?” Aine chuckled and rolled her eyes as she knelt beside her son and said, “...Sorry, sweety. I’m not that kind of goddess.” She playfully ran her fingers in his hair and scratched behind his ears. Elgar spoke up again. “That’s not how it works, anyway. Having divine blood only qualifies you as a Hero. There are different steps for becoming an actual demigod.” “No one’s listening, Elgar,” chided Aures, sighing. Sure enough, no one had seemed to hear the fae-wolf’s interjection. Elgar grunted. “So sue me. That Heracles kid fudged the scale for demigods anyway.” The crowd of kids (and a curious adult or two) had grown larger as Aine and her faerie companions drew more attention. Aine glanced around, seemingly surprised by the audience. “Oh, dear. I think we’re becoming a bit of a spectacle here,” Aine said, looking down at her daughter, son, and future granddaughter, “Maybe we should go elsewhere for a bit more privacy. I want to hear all about how school has been going since I was last here.” “Wait, wait!” called out Veemon. The blue reptilian held his hand out as he looked at Aine. “You really expect us to believe you’re some kinda goddess?” “Um… Yes?” Aine replied lightly, frowning at the little boy, “...And not the only one around, either. I was having drinks with the God of Destruction and the Alicorn Goddess of the Sun the other day.” Chira shook her head at Vee warningly, “Vee, I wouldn’t…” He ignored the bat-girl’s warning and continued. “Okay, so they’re powerful beings who ‘call’ themselves gods, so what?” “Mommy is a Celtic Fertility Goddess,” Skye repeated, “What exactly do you think she can do?” “Milady, maybe we should…” Aures squeaked, flicking her dragonfly wings as she sidled up to the tall vixen. Aine glanced over to her, but was distracted immediately by the dragon boy. Vee shrugged and smirked. “I dunno, make crops grow?” “...I think you’re mistaking me for Inari, my dear,” Aine said, with a touch of pique in her voice, “...Do I look like I have multiple tails? …Stupid Inari, always getting all the attention as the ‘fox goddess.’” “No, ma’am, but your daughter has two of somethin’ else…” said Buster with a smirk, flipping the front of Skye’s skirt up, causing the fennec to yelp in response as she was made to flash her own mother. Skye was going commando this day, and both of her flaccid members were clearly visible, hanging down over her bare, fuzzy vulva. Skye yelped and flailed, brushing down her skirt, and glared at the rabbit, already clenching her fist. Kiyone was ahead of her again, grabbing the little fennec’s tail preemptively to keep her from launching herself at the boys. “Um, kids, please don’t…” Aures squeaked. The rabbit faerie waved her hands nervously in front of her, trying to draw the gathered, chattering crowd of children’s collective attention. She failed at that task miserably, as her small voice failed to rise above the sound of the children calling out. It was at this point that the wolf faerie started growling in annoyance. “How dare you fail to show proper respect to a goddess? Have mortals forgotten to teach their children how to behave around divinity?” he snarled, his dragonfly wings buzzing loudly. “Why, back in my day, this alone would be grounds for a curse!” Aine waved a hand at Elgar, shaking her head, “...Times have changed, and it’s not a bad thing that the gods are no longer held in regard. I don’t mind.” “But milady–” protested Elgar. “That said…” Aine said, narrowing her eyes, which flared with golden light briefly, “...Disrespecting me is one thing. Disrespecting my daughter in front of me is another.” “Oh, boy…” Raye sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, “...Grammy’s irritated. We tried to warn you…” “You want a demonstration of my divine power? Sure. Watch closely,” Aine announced, her speech clipped and a little heated. She stepped forward, her brilliant wings extending out to their full span. Her robes and hair began to blow about as if in a powerful wind. The golden-furred woman’s feet lifted off the floor, as shimmering light surrounded her. The children watched in awe as the adult vixen radiated power. Aures sighed dejectedly, while Elgar pinched the bridge of his snout. “...The amount of paperwork this is going to cause…” Elgar groaned. “We can at least say we TRIED to stop her…” Aures said with a weak shrug. “...we’re still going to need to fill out an after-action report,” Elgar replied with a resigned tone. A wave of shimmering golden light washed out from Aine, flowing across the crowd of children and out through the cul-de-sac. The sounds of arguing instantly stopped, at least for a minute. As the strange energy flowed over each child, the pupils and irises vanished from their eyes, leaving their eyes glowing with the same golden light as Aine. The air was suddenly filled with moans and gasps as the children began to convulse. Pants and dresses tented, as thick white fluid began to bubble through the fabric. Girls dropped to their knees, hands cupping their convulsing pussies. Several boys and futanari groaned, their sudden, instantaneous erections actually ripping through the fabric of their underwear and pants, springing up to begin slinging ropes of fluid into the air. Jayden’s pants were one of those boys whose clothing tore at the seams as his twin cocks popped to full hardness, the wolfcub groaning as he spurted. His eyes glowed and shimmered gold as a silly smile grew on his muzzle. He stood, staring at Aine, moaning happily, his four testicles churning powerfully as he slung two blasts of semen at a time at his feet. His knots were fully swollen, bumping against each other with each convulsion of his penises. Skye and Fire weren’t immune to their mother’s power. Their eyes turned gold, their bodies convulsing as they began to ejaculate violently. Fire’s pants were drenched with semen, the front of the fabric turning dark as his spunk soaked into it. The thick white fluid dripped out of the cuffs around his ankles. Skye’s skirt was tented, her copious blasts firing clean through the thin fabric in two messy jets that splattered the grass. The little fennec moaned and shuddered, the same strange, silly smile growing on her face. Raye’s eyes went gold as well and practically rolled back into her head as she instinctively pulled off her skirt as her dicks hardened and spurted, even as a puddle of trickling girlcum pooled at her feet. The little pink fennec’s expression turned giddy, a large, silly smile curling on her muzzle as her posture slumped. The entire crowd of children went silent as the goddess’ power washed over them, ecstasy wiping their minds clean. The only ones seemingly (mostly) unaffected were Elgar and Aures, who shivered with arousal, but whose eyes did not begin glowing with a strange inner light. “There. That’s better,” Aine sighed, her feet returning to the grass as the light faded. She smiled out at the crowd of orgasming children, who all shared the same strangely blissful expressions and glowing eyes. They stood, moaning and bucking, all staring in her direction even as their collective fluids drenched the grass. Aures sighed, looking around her. “Well, at least this won’t be quite so unusual a sight in this location if what I’ve read about Breezeport is correct. So it won’t be that much of a disruption in the natural order,” Aures blushed, as she kept her legs tightly closed. “Milady, are we… done here?” asked Elgar, sighing as he adjusted the bulge in his slacks. While he had resistance to her divine aura, he was painfully erect, shivering with need. “No, we’re not. Just give me a bit here,” Aine said, gesturing dismissively at the faeries, before turning her attention to the children. “Fire, Skye, can you hear me?” she asked. “...Yes, Mommy…” they both chirped, their voices cheerful, but oddly vacant and sleepy. The entire time, their cocks continued to pulsate, pumping spunk onto the ground. “What’d she do to them?” asked Aures curiously, leaning down to prod Chira in the forehead. The little vampire bat moaned, rocking back on her heels for a moment, but otherwise did not seem to take any notice of the faerie rabbit. The large tent in her uniform skirt twitched violently as milky goo bubbled through the fabric and spilled to the ground at her feet. “You haven’t seen this before?” asked Elgar lazily. “No,” admitted Aures, waving a finger hand back and forth in front of Arc’s face. Admittedly, with his eyes having turned to a solid expanse of glowing golden light, it was hard to tell if he was following it. The boy’s pants and briefs lay in shreds around his ankles, standing no chance against the pressure his mammoth erection could exude. The fifteen-inch log of flesh lurched up and down, and Aures could actually see the semen rushing up his urethra with each burst as a rippling bulge along the underside. Thick jets of metallic golden spunk erupted, splattering wetly across the pavement nearly ten feet away. “She calls it ‘enrapturing,’” explained Elgar, “As a Goddess of Fertility and Lust, she can overwhelm a person with arousal and pleasure. They climax uncontrollably, and enter a blissed-out, suggestible state where they’ll do anything she desires happily.” “...And you’ve seen her do this before?” Aures asked, tilting her head, her floppy ears dangling cutely. “She’s SUPPOSED to be using it to aid mortals in procreation as part of her duties,” said Elgar with a hint of irritation, “Not subduing a crowd of children as punishment for annoying her.” “Y’know I can hear you, right?” Aine called, her tone light and cheerful. “...Yes, ma’am,” Elgar replied, giving a curt bow, “...So now that you have used divine power on a bunch of mortals, illegally hypnotized a bunch of children, made a hellacious mess of this area, and ensured that I’ll be doing paperwork for quite literally the next millennium, what now?” Ignoring her Unseelie attendant’s attitude pointedly, Aine smiled, “Now, I’m going to spend some quality time with my children and their friends. It’s been several months since I was here in the mortal realms, and I’ve missed my lil’ kiddos.” Elgar began to open his muzzle to object, but Aures reached up and clamped it shut with her hand. The faerie rabbit smiled and gave a little wave to the fox goddess, as she said, “We’ll take care of things here, ma’am. Go ahead and do what you want.” “See, Aures, that’s why I like you. You get it,” Aine said, grinning. Elgar grumbled and gesticulated, but Aures kept a firm hand over his mouth, preventing any of his griping from being intelligible. Aine turned her attention to the crowd of mindless, climaxing children. “Hrm. It’d be a shame to leave your friends out of some fun,” Aine mused, her tail swishing back and forth slowly, “...So I’ll take you all with me.” Aine waved a hand in a circle to her side. A nimbus of golden light surrounded her hand, swirling off. The light whirled about vertically, opening an aperture. Within, a chamber of white marble and gold filigree was visible. Aures sighed as Elgar gave another noise of outrage, rolling her eyes, “Yes. I *KNOW* that opening a portal to a pocket dimension is another violation. Just let her do it and stop complaining.” “Okay, Skye, Fire, Raye… and Kiyone and Jayden,” Aine announced, clapping her hands, drawing the children’s collective attention, “Follow me.” With that, the vixen turned and stepped through the portal. The children followed without hesitation, staggering and shuffling behind her, their steps jerky as their hips bucked in orgasmic pleasure. As soon as Raye’s fluffy tail crossed the threshold, the portal irised shut and vanished. For a few moments, the Faeries just stared at the empty space where the dimensional aperture had been, a little dumbfounded by their boss’s sudden departure. Aures sighed, rubbing her legs together, before looking at her partner. “Well, I guess we’re on break until she gets back,” Aures remarked, a drop of sweat rolling down her white-furred cheek. Elgar just took a deep breath, before growling as he reached down to unzip his pants, releasing his swollen penis. It sprung out, hard and veiny, twitching up and down as he wrapped a hand around it. “I guess we are. Screw it, I haven’t fed on mortal lusts in a while. We might as well indulge ourselves,” the wolf-fae said with a very predatory grin on his face as he looked at the twitching, moaning, spurting cubs. Aures gulped and blushed, her thighs pressed together as she watched Elgar approach Fifi, picked her up by her armpits, and pressed his cockhead against the little purple-furred skunkette, grinding his member against her vulva. Aures sighed and glanced over her shoulder, then looked back and shrugged. Elgar wasn't wrong, after all. "Well, I suppose there's no harm in indulging..." she sighed, glancing over at Arc's giant, twitching member, even as she began to remove her dress. *** The space within the portal was opulent in its decoration. Circular in shape and about a hundred feet in radius, it appeared to be a marble floor and ceiling with no walls, floating in an endless sky. It was a deep, vibrant blue, with perfectly formed fluffy clouds floating lazily by. There were no supports between the floor and the ceiling, leaving the entire space open. Elaborate chandeliers of diamond gold were suspended above, but not actually connected to the ceiling; moving freely to cast light across the space. A massive bed took up the center of the room, as large as four king-sized beds put together. Pillows covered it, large and fluffy, of all different sizes and colors. The sheets and covers were a deep royal red. The rest of the area was decorated with statues and fountains of master craftsmanship, so lovingly sculpted that it was hard to tell they were made of stone. Each and every single one depicted utter obscenity and debauchery of the likes that few mortals had even imagined. Men, women, children, animals, plants, objects, and mythological creatures were intertwined in intricate poses of sexual congress, many bordering on defying the laws of physics and anatomy (and many that crossed well over that border). The fountains did not spray water into the air, but glutinous eruptions of white fluid. If the children hadn’t been mostly mindless at the moment, they would have been completely dumbstruck by the sheer perversity of what they beheld. The Kama Sutra was as dry as an out-of-date tax manual compared to the poses on display. As it was, however, the kids merely toddled forward, oblivious to their surroundings. Utter bliss rolled through their minds and bodies as they staggered step by step after the goddess. Their hips were twitching with each lurch of their phalluses, semen pumping out in steady bursts either onto the floor or into their sodden clothing. Each new ejaculation wiped their minds freshly clean and made them happy and content. “Welcome to my little hideaway, kiddos,” Aine said warmly, turning back to the five eight-year-olds and gesturing to her surroundings, “Fire, Skye, you’ve been here before, but you probably don’t remember… for a number of reasons.” “Yes, Mommy…” Skye and Fire said in numb cheerfulness and near unison, agreeing with their mother brainlessly. They both felt so good. If she said something, it must be right. “Whoopsiedoodle!” exclaimed Aine, snapping her fingers, “Forgot! This is a no-clothes zone. Only naked butts are allowed in my pocket dimension. Them’s the rules, and I DID make them, so strip!” A chorus of dazed, dumbly happy acknowledgments filled the air as the children set to obey the command. The kids went to remove their sodden uniforms (or what was left of them in at least one case), already saturated with semen. Skye tossed aside her skirt and panties, which landed with a loud wet splat nearby, her two ten-inch members jerking up and down as they spat hot blasts of semen. Her relatively dry shirt followed, fluttering to the marble floor as Skye bared her little pink nipples, poking through the fluffy fur of her chest. The tiny fennec was so short that she seemed a couple of years younger than she actually was as she stared up at her mother adoringly, her tail wagging in time with her voluminous gushes. Fire was about as careless in stripping as his sister. He didn’t bother to unbutton his shirt or take off his uniform’s clip-on tie; he just yanked the whole thing over his head and tossed it over his shoulder. His pants were a bit more of a struggle; not only were they somewhat glued to his body with his gooey spunk, but his penis had slipped down the left leg, through his briefs. With his cock jerking and lurching violently, Fire wound up rolling on his back, legs kicking in the air as he tried to extricate himself from his clothing. By the time he managed it, his fluffy, fuzzy tummy was streaked liberally with white jizz, and he climbed back to his feet. His thirteen inches convulsed, pumping steadily as his spunk splashed the floor at his mother’s feet. Raye looked more than eager to get out of her clothes. In her home-time, twenty years in the future, clothing was a nearly forgotten concept. Everyone went nude all the time, except for formal occasions or cosplay. In this modern era, Raye had to wear clothes, but she hated every minute of it. In a whirlwind of pink fur, red hair (with a cyan streak), and white feathers, the little fennec’s uniform went flying in every direction, leaving her standing comfortably and even happier than before. She was taller than her mother by a few inches (though still quite short, being a fennec), but was built quite similarly. Her rosy nipples poked through her chest fur proudly, rock hard and tingling. Her twin 11-inch members pulsated visibly, actually expanding and contracting with each enormous jet of milky goo that gushed. Her vulva quivered, her nectar running down her thighs. Unlike her friends and future daughter, Kiyone had been quite thoroughly brought up to be neat and tidy. As such, as she removed each piece of clothing, she folded it crisply before setting it aside in a little stack. Of course, while she was doing this, her twin foot-long members were bouncing about, splattering her already-drenched clothes with more spunk, but somehow she managed. The tall (for her age) vixen stood, head straight ahead, spine straight; but an adorably silly smile lighting up her face. Her mismatched purple and blue eyes were half-lidded in pleasure, her mouth slightly open in a silent moan. Jayden, meanwhile, was left trying to take off the ruined shreds of his pants. When Aine’s power had washed over him, his two penises had swollen so rapidly, so powerfully, that they had caused his trousers to rend at the seams. The little wolf grunted as he picked his way out of the scraps of spunk-drenched fabric, and unbuttoned his sodden shirt. His twin fourteen-inch members lurched up and down, the knots at the base easily the size of large grapefruits at full expansion. Two pairs of testicles churned below in his distended, stretched scrotum, pumping his dual loads up his cocks and out into the air. His glasses were askew on his freckled muzzle, his blank gold eyes staring straight ahead. His tail wagged rapidly behind him as he humped the air, huffing cutely. Admiring the now-naked children before her, Aine bit her lip and pressed her thighs together eagerly. Her lust for them could be denied no longer. As a fertility goddess, Aine’s duty involved inducing mortals to procreate and reproduce. Her domain was lust and sex and desire. The dirty secret, however, was that her domain included all KINDS of lust and desire. That included quite strongly, pedophilia. Centuries, millennia before Skye and Fire had convinced her to put a pair of earbuds in, and used a little music player to play a hypnotic signal that had completely brainwashed her and reordered her world, Aine had already indulged in pedophilic lust. A big secret she had kept was that she had been enjoying Skye and Fire’s company since they were toddlers (not that they were aware of that fact; she had used her abilities to wipe their memories every time). All that the Headmaster’s brainwashing had done was allow her to be considerably more open about her actions. With a whirl of golden light, the delicate silks that had draped over Aine’s body vanished into thin air, exposing her body to the children. For a fertility goddess, Aine was surprisingly not voluptuous. She was actually of quite an average build, neither skinny nor chubby in any real way. Her breasts were certainly large, but not unreasonably or ridiculously so. Each was capped with a large pink nipple, and half-dollar-sized puffy areolas pushing through the fur. Her stomach was flat and toned, though not exactly muscular. She had decent hips, and a tight round rear, above which her long floofy tail swished. The only bit of her anatomy that was particularly over the top was the twin erections that stood proudly above her fuzzy vulva. Her members were large and thick, seventeen inches each. The heads were shiny and purple, mostly hidden under her thick, wrinkled foreskin. Long, bulging ropy veins webbed along the sides, which was unusual for a feminine penis. Both drooled a steady stream of clear syrup, oozing from the large cumslits in dripping wet strands. As evidenced by her behavior previously, Aine did not exactly take her duties as solemn, serious, and sacred. She wasn’t a member of the upper pantheons, one of the prime deities. She was a minor fertility goddess, and not exactly important to the daily functioning of the world. She had no pretensions that she was above the mortals she served in any way. Aine’s philosophy was that sex, at its core… was frankly absolutely one of the most fun things that a person could do. It was pleasurable. It was silly. It was entertaining. And most importantly, it was all about accepting the people you love and being accepted by them in return. While she did have some shapeshifting powers and could cast illusions and glamours about herself to take on any appearance that one would find appealing, she rarely used them. Why present one’s self as an idealized over-the-top porn star when one’s true self could be even more arousing? Unlike many of her fellow fertility or love goddesses (“like that bimbo Aphrodite,” Aine thought bitterly), Aine felt no need to present herself as anything other than she was. Jayden seemed to agree with her as he gave a long, guttural groan of raw, aching arousal at the sight of her nudity, trailing off into a series of rather unchildlike grunts. With each shuddering “UNNGHH,” his hips bucked forward, and his members sprayed enormous gouts of hot, milky wolf-goo. Aine gasped in surprise as the boy’s immature cum splattered wetly across her chest and stomach, soaking into her metallic fur, scattering off her body in wet globules. She laughed as the next few jets pattered messily over her body, watching the wolf child whimper helplessly. It was an orgasm within an orgasm, a series of particularly powerful twin ejaculations that rocked his little body, his toes curling as he bukkaked the goddess. If Jayden had been in his right mind, he would have been mortified, so embarrassed he might have hidden under his bed until he was an old man. But enraptured by Aine’s power, he barely felt even a twinge of shame as he stood there and let his cocks surge again and again, the swollen knots bumping together with each gush. Aine was an obliging goddess and pressed her breasts together, bending over to present a better target for the little boy. She blew the little wolf a kiss, grinning as that only wound him up even more, his hips trembling as both of his penises erupted in unison. She could see his four testicles contracting rhythmically as they pumped his semen up his twin members and out into the air. Jayden’s tongue hung out of his mouth, his head thrown back as he trembled from head to toe. His penises twitched as two lances of milky spunk hit her alongside her neck and across her left breast, soaking the fur. After a few minutes of moaning and shuddering, Jayden’s body relaxed… slightly. He was still climaxing, but the orgasm-in-an-orgasm had come to a close, returning him back to his original state of blissed-out ecstasy. His penises continued to lurch, but his shots were going half the distance, splashing the stone floor messily. Aine giggled and shook her head at the little boy’s reaction, her own members throbbing hard. There was nothing she loved more than watching an innocent little child in the throes of utter ecstasy; and setting off the little gray-furred wolf just by undressing was sheer delight to her. “...Someone has a thing for supernatural beings, don’tcha?” Aine asked, dipping her finger into Jayden’s cum and licking it clean. “Yes, ma’am… Mistress… Milady… your highness,” agreed Jayden happily, unable to even consider lying or obfuscating the truth. His voice was dreamy and almost singsong, punctuated by little cute grunts and groans as pleasure continued to surge through his loins. “...Mrs. Eldrich is fine, sweetie,” Aine chuckled, “Worship is for gods with narcissism or an inferiority complex.” She reached down to stroke his still throbbing hard cocks. “Hmm… Still spurting that much, even after that orgasm? You’re going to be a fine son-in-law. I’ll need to visit often.” “Hmmff… ..I’ll be a pleasure having you over, Mrs Eldrich….” Jayden groaned and bucked his hips, thrusting his cocks into her hands, spilling semen over her delicate fingers. Aine looked back at the other children in the space. Skye, Kiyone, Raye, and Fire all stood, staring somewhere off into the distance, apparently entirely unaware of anything going on around them. Seven jets of milky semen flew through the air at a time from seven swollen cub-cocks, belonging to only four owners. Their moans and grunts filled the air, as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through them. “Okay, let’s get this party started,” Aine purred, turning around and sauntering towards the massive bed. Her hips swayed tantalizingly, her tail swishing back and forth with each step, even as her two cocks swung pendulously. She flapped her wings twice, just enough to lift her off the ground and spin her around in midair. She landed on the mattress with a loud, soft “fwumph,” bouncing a few times on her back before settling comfortably. Aine lay back, smiling at the children who stood before her. They stared back, silly, vacant grins on their muzzles, arms dangling limply from their shoulders even as their hips trembled with the seemingly-endless orgasm that surged through them. Fire in particular was panting needily, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle, his thighs tensing rhythmically with each ejaculation. The veins along the sides of his member were bulging and angry. [positions: Aine on her back, legs spread. Fire on her chest, getting a titfuck. Skye her legs, fucking Aine with both penises. Kiyone and Jayden beside her, each sucking on one cock. “Fire, honey, do you want to put your big, aching cock between my breasts?” Aine suggested, smiling. Fire nodded eagerly and flapped his wings, flying over to the bed as fast as they could carry him. “Must hump Mom’s boobies…” Fire mumbled happily as he clambered onto his mother’s chest, straddling her. The little foxboy spread his legs, scooting closer to his mother’s mammaries as his penis lurched up and down, spitting ropes of milky spunk onto her chest. Fire reached out and grabbed his mom’s large, furry breasts, her hard nipples pressed into his palms. He pushed them tight around his fat cock, pulling them back towards him even as he thrust his hips forward into her cleavage. He groaned, gushing into the warm tight tunnel formed by her boobs around his cock, his semen bubbling out onto her collarbone. “Hump mom’s boobies…” he repeated, even as he began to thrust back and forth rhythmically, his cute rear end flexing. His tail swished, his wings folded tight behind him as he squeezed his mother’s nipples, making her moan happily. He found a rhythm and went to work, pumping hard and firm into Aine’s breasts, mindlessly happy. “And as for my most beautiful little daughter…” Aine called, smiling, “I’ve got a pair of tight, warm holes that need attention. Do you want to come up and give me a nice big cub-cream filling?” “Yes, mommy. I will give you a cub-cream filling,” Skye agreed dazedly. The little fennec flapped her wings as well, taking to the air and landing precisely between her mother’s spread legs. Skye wasted no time. The tiny little fox scooted forward on her knees, one of her penises in each hand. The little fennec peeled back the thick foreskins to expose her large, shiny glans, each throbbing like a beating heart as they pumped jets of semen. The fluid splashed across Aine’s vulva and perineum, making her flinch a little involuntarily. Skye’s glowing, blank eyes stared down at her mother’s pussy mindlessly. Her only thought was her mother’s command, echoing again and again endlessly in the empty depths of her head: “give me a big cub-cream filling.” It took the little pink-haired fox four tries to finally hit the target properly as her penises lurched and jerked about violently. With a firm thrust, she found her mother’s openings and shoved inside. Aine gasped as her little daughter’s oversized members spread her pussy and rump wide. The rock-hard, gushing members plunged inch by inch until Skye’s hips met her mother’s; her semen acting as lubricant. She wasted no time, spent no time on foreplay. Following her mother’s command, Skye began to pump her hips, using the full length of her twin ten inches to drive into Aine. She gave a cute little “AWUUU!” howling noise as she convulsed, her body continuing its divinely-induced orgasm. Each thrust was timed to a spurt, her twin members flooding her mother’s depths as she gripped Aine’s hips. Her tail wagged as she moved, staring straight ahead at her mother’s swollen penises and her brother’s tensing rear end. “Give mommy a big cub-cream filling. I obey. Give mommy a big cub-cream filling,” Skye repeated mindlessly and happily, entirely unresisting to the goddess’s powers. Turning her attention back to the other three cubs who still remained at the food of the bed, staring blankly in their orgasmic trance, Aine grinned. “Jayden, dearie. Kiyone, sweetie. Why don't you climb up on the bed with us and play, hm? My big, hard cocks are aching and could use some attention from a pair of sweet, loving mouths. Come on, don’t be shy,” she urged. A pair of dumb, happy, blank-eyed grins met her offer. Jayden and Kiyone stepped up on the bed and knelt on either side of the vixen, the two children staring blankly down at her members. They reached out, running their fingers along the large, veiny shafts, feeling the thick, hot blood vessels throb as Aine gasped. Without hesitation, the children bent down, bringing their mouths to Aine's shafts. The wolf and the vixen moaned as Aine's divine precum spilled over their tongues. The mindless kids suckled hungrily, drawing her into their mouths, their cheeks and jaws flexing. Aine sighed in satisfaction as the little girl and boy took her cocks in their mouths, their tongues massaging her shafts. "That's right, you adorable little cuties," Aine groaned, reaching up to stroke the two children's ears. "Suckle my big cocks." Jayden and Kiyone made happy muffled noises, their throats and mouths filled with Aine's enormous members. Jayden bobbed his head back and forth, drool spilling over his lips. Kiyone slurped and licked, her muzzle stuffed to the brim, her nose pressed into her friend’s mother's crotch. Aine sighed as she leaned her head back and stared up at the ceiling, her wings fanning out as she arched her back, moaning in delight as her little fennec daughter pumped into her, the wolf and fox licked and slurped at her pulsing shafts, and her mindless son drove his singular throbbing member into her breasts. "...Don't think I forgot about you, Raye. C'mere," Aine grinned at her granddaughter, who was still standing numbly at the foot of the bed. The little pink-furred fox girl looked up slowly, her eyes glowing, her expression blank. She stepped forward and clambered onto the bed, her skirt tented by her throbbing members. "Yes, Grammy. I'm here." "Good girl," Aine cooed, "Now, come up and kneel by my head. That's a good girl." Raye followed her grandmother's commands, her movements jerky and mechanical. Her body quivered with her continued orgasm, sending twin jets of white goo spraying across the bed sheets. As the little pink-furred fennec foxgirl knelt by Aine's head, the goddess smiled and reached up to grasp the little girl's lower penis, smiling. "My, my. How big you've grown, in more ways than one," Aine purred, giggling as Raye threw her head back. Both of Raye's cocks spurted violently, gushing a double jet of spunk onto her grandmother's face. Aine grinned and stroked the little pink-furred girl's lower penis, delighting in the child's squeals and howls of pleasure. "Come and climb right on my muzzle, Raye. I'd love to taste your sweet little muff..." Aine purred to the little girl. "Yes, Grammy," Raye said happily. The little pink-furred fennec fox straddled Aine's muzzle, pressing her wet, dripping vulva against the vixen's lips. Aine wasted no time, burying her muzzle in her granddaughter's crotch, her tongue delving deep between her folds. The little girl's puffy, sensitive, wet lips were like candy to the goddess's mouth, and she licked and slurped happily. Raye shuddered, her toes curling and her wings flapping. Her tail wagged rapidly as the little pink-furred girl bucked her hips, grinding her crotch into her grandmother's face. With that, the five kids were engaged in a full gangbang of the goddess. Aine moaned in delight as her pedophilic desires were sent into overdrive, her eyes rolling back as the kids all worked together to pleasure her. Fire was panting, his tongue hanging out as his hips jerked with each ejaculation. His wings flapped, sending powerful gusts of wind through the room, making the chandeliers swing. His hips slapped against the underside of her breasts, the head of his penis peeking out of her cleavage every time he thrust forward. The little fox boy's balls tightened with each thrust, his body quivering, and he gave a little yip of delight as his balls clenched and his shaft surged. Fire's spunk gushed between her breasts, splattering over her chin and throat. The thick, heavy seed soaked into her fur and ran down her body in thick, gooey trails. Aine moaned into Raye's crotch, shivering as the little fox boy's cum covered her chest. Fire's brain was completely empty, his body on autopilot as he panted and grunted, his eyes half-lidded in a pleasure-induced haze. He could feel his testicles tightening and contracting rhythmically, the muscles clenching and pumping more and more of his hot seed from his body. His entire penis and balls ached, but it was a good kind of ache, like a muscle after a strenuous workout. The little foxboy could feel his testicles churning, pumping another load up his urethra. The pressure was unbearable, and with a high-pitched whine, Fire thrust his hips forward. His twin testicles lurched, and he felt the thick, hot flood of cum rush through his cock. His mother's cleavage was bathed in a fresh coating of his seed, the gooey stuff splattering across her face, neck, and shoulders. Her nipples were rock hard against his palms as he kneaded her mammaries tightly around his member, and his entire body trembled. "Unf. Unf. Unf. Unf," grunted Skye. The little pink-haired fennec moaned, her tiny hips pounding forward with all the force her little body could manage. Both of her erections were throbbing and convulsing with a delightful, endless orgasm, the thick veins along their lengths bulging. Her cocks were slick with her and her mother's fluids, her seed spilling forth steadily, lubricating her strokes. She pumped her hips as fast and as hard as her eight-year-old body could manage. Skye's little feet pushed against the bed, and she slammed forward, driving her entire lengths into her mother's warm, wet pussy and rear. She shivered, her vulva twitching, her nipples hardening. Her clit was buzzing with pleasure, her endless orgasm rolling through her loins. Aine's hips were thrusting in time with her daughter's, meeting each stroke with equal intensity. Skye's semen spilled from between her thighs, splashing across the bed sheets, leaving a sticky puddle. The little fennec's ejaculations were as voluminous and copious as they were powerful. Skye's little paws were on her mother's hips, gripping tightly, her body moving in a primal, animalistic motion, instinct and reflex taking over her thoughts. Each thrust was accompanied by a mighty surge of spunk, filling Aine's rear and vulva to overflowing. Jayden ejaculated into the bedsheets, barely even noticing his own climax while he worshiped the goddess's lower penis in his trance. His twin members pulsated, throbbing with the force of his orgasm. Each burst was accompanied by a shudder, a twitch, and a spasm of his body. Jayden's legs shook, his toes curling and uncurling. The bed beneath him was soaked, the sheets sticking to his fur and skin. His lupine tongue rolled across the thick veins that ran up the length of the goddess's shaft, lapping up the pre-ejaculate that oozed from the tip. His lips caressed her glans, his teeth gently teasing the wrinkled folds of her foreskin. Jayden moaned softly, his nostrils filled with her scent, his senses overwhelmed by her presence. His world had narrowed down to the gushing of his twin penises, and the flavor and scent of the pulsing divine penis that he serviced. The only thought that occupied his mind was his mistress's command, echoing over and over: "Worship her divine cock. Give her a nice, long tongue bath." "Mmmmh," Kiyone murmured, her lips locked around the head of Aine's upper penis. The little foxgirl was sucking, slurping, her tongue probing the thick, wrinkled folds of the vixen's foreskin. Aine's cock was a delicious treat to the young fox, and she moaned happily, her body quivering. Kiyone could feel her twin members throb, their heads brushing against the sheets, her semen ricocheting back up to splash all over her thighs. Her vulva was a quivering, wet mess, her arousal spilling down her fur in rivers. The red-furred vixen cub's hips trembled, her wings flexing, her tail lashing. Her toes curled, and her ears twitched, her tail flicking back and forth. Her mouth was filled with Aine's divine pre-seed, the thick, sweet liquid spilling from her lips. Her tongue ran over the goddess's glans, probing the tip and folds of the foreskin. Her eyes, a blank expanse of golden light, stared straight ahead, her attention focused on the massive rod of flesh in her muzzle. Her lips were stretched wide around its thickness, and her tongue was coated in the divine juices that flowed from her glans. Meanwhile, Raye moaned in ecstasy, ejaculating hard into the air to splatter the headboard of the giant bed. The little pink fennec's twin penises sprayed an unending dual stream of semen, her body shivering and trembling. Her thighs squeezed tightly around her grandmother's face, the little girl's toes curling. She was humping the adult vixen's muzzle, grinding her dripping wet vulva against her lips. "Nnnnnn! Ahhnnn! Gggrrr!" Raye howled, her voice rising in pitch and volume. Aine's cocks throbbed hard at her granddaughter's gruff grunts of purest pleasure, her pedophilic desires rising higher. Aine buried her muzzle into Raye's chubby cubby cunny, licking and slurping loudly at the child's clitoris. The goddess's tongue was buried between the child's lips, probing and teasing the girl's inner folds. Her tongue swirled and dipped, her lips sucking gently. Her hands caressed the little fennec's rump, massaging her soft, fluffy cheeks. The little pink-furred girl bucked, her hips quivering and thrusting, her wings flapping erratically. Her twin cocks pulsed and throbbed, a thick stream of hot, sticky spunk rushing through her shafts and erupting into the air. She rode the goddess's muzzle, her tail swishing rapidly, her eyes closed in bliss. By now, Aine's red-pink hair was plastered to her head by the sheer volume of spunk that Raye was spurting. The little fox's cum splattered her forehead, drenched her locks, and soaked into her fur. Her facial fur was dripping with Raye's nectar, and the child's scent was strong in her nose. Like Jayden earlier, Raye howled like the animal she was, as she had an orgasm-within-an-orgasm, the pleasure multiplying exponentially. Her body convulsed violently as her ejaculations tripled in force, sending mighty streamers of milky fluid flying in a high arc. Each pulse of her cocks sent a jolt of pure bliss through her small frame, her vulva pulsing. Her semen streamed high over the headboard of the bed, landing with a loud repeated wet slap against the marble floor beyond. It was Skye who had a climax squared next. The tiny fennec girl howled like a wild thing, her twin erections convulsing with each surge of her climax. She hilted her two penises in her mother's depths, and let her cocks spasm and erupt. Her entire body was a shaking, trembling mess, her wings flapping so hard her entire body rose up off the bed a few inches, her hips jerking. "Aaaaaaugh!" Skye screamed, her vulva clenching and quivering. Her nectar flooded down her little thighs as she trembled, her twin members spurting mightily. Aine's eyes widened as Skye's ejaculations quadrupled in force, flooding her rear and vulva with a veritable waterfall of cum. The little foxgirl's thick, creamy spunk poured from between her thighs, splashing the bed sheets. Her eyes were glazed over, and her entire body was a twitching, shaking mess, her wings flapping wildly. Skye's famously superhumanoid orgasm was amplified by Aine's influence, and the little fennec girl was rocked with wave after wave of bone-wracking pleasure. Her semen backwashed out of Aine, overflowing the goddess's womb and rear passage. Both of Skye's twin penises throbbed and twitched, each powerful pulse sending a torrent of cum down Aine's thighs. The goddess gasped, her back arching. Skye's orgasm had been magnified to the point where her big cub cocks were pumping the equivalent of half a gallon per minute. If it had not been for Aine's ability to reshape the fabric of reality, Skye's inhuman semen production would have left her stomach literally bloated. Aine shivered as she felt the sheer force of her daughter's climax pump and throb and tremble up her twin members. The vixen's stomach expanded rapidly as Skye's spunk bloated her womb, actually lifting Fire slightly as it swelled. Fire grunted, his orange wings flapping as his body began to tremble. With a mighty shove forward in between his mother's spunk-saturated cleavage, his enormous cock throbbed one final time, his balls giving one last mighty contraction. His testicles clenched and convulsed, and with a mighty grunt, Fire achieved the same unbelievable ecstasy of an orgasm-inside-an-orgasm. "Aaaaah... Mommy... Gonna... Gonna squirt!" Fire whined, his body quivering, his wings flapping rapidly. Fire's member throbbed again, and another mighty geyser of steaming hot spunk erupted. The little foxboy's twin penises lurched in his mother's cleavage, spraying an unending stream of white milk across her. It splattered wetly up Raye's back, giving her a skunk's stripe from tail to neck. It coated the ceiling and bed in front of Fire in thick white goo, his shaft swelling and convulsing in her cleavage. Raye barely noticed, so deeply entranced and caught in the grip of her own ecstasy as she was. The little foxboy gave a little grunt and groan with each lurch of his cock, his testicles spasming and contracting. His mind was aflame, the delightful burning ache of his spunk rushing up his urethra and spurting into the air causing his vulpine ears to fold back. Fire's balls had already been over-full to begin with, and his divine mother's ability to expand his testicles to truly obscene sizes only magnified his pleasure, and his ability to ejaculate. His twin penises lurched, spilling a truly unheard-of quantity of thick, sticky cum, the likes of which his mortal frame could never hope to produce. He drenched Raye from behind, splattering the little fennec who was stuck in his line of fire with his white sticky milk. The back of the pink-furred girl's fluffy, silky soft hair was quickly soaked by Fire's potent spunk. His entire body was thrashing, his wings flapping. His hips thrust forward, and each time the little fox boy gave a little whine of purest joy, his eyes rolling back, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle. And that was too much for Aine. Her own seventeen-inch members spasmed hard in Jayden and Kiyone's mouths. With a mighty heave, Aine drove her members into the child's throats. Her twin penises convulsed, spurting an unending flood of spunk down the two mortals' gullets. Kiyone gagged and spluttered as her throat filled with the adult vixen's cum, but she was helpless to resist the goddess's powerful orgasmic pull. She swallowed over and over, trying to keep her airway free to breathe even as her friend's mother's twin penises pumped her belly full of spunk. Jayden climaxed hands-free onto the bedsheets at the taste of Aine's semen blasting down his gullet. The little wolf howled in orgasmic delight around the goddess's member, his twin fourteen-inch cocks jerking as he sprayed the bed with an unending torrent of white jizz. The little boy's entire body was a trembling, shivering mess, his wings flapping. Aine's power washed through his system, and Jayden came harder than he had ever done so in his short life. Skye and Fire had to hold on for dear life as their mother arched her back. Aine's hips bucked violently upwards, nearly launching her offspring off her body. Skye squeaked as she was almost dislodged, but Fire dug his paws into his mother's chest, clutching her mammaries. The two little foxes yelped and gasped as they tried to ride their mother's convulsions, like riding a bucking bronco. They could barely keep themselves grounded as their mother writhed. With Skye still spurting like a broken fire hydrant into her mother's rump and vulva, the little fennec found herself launched a few feet in the air as Aine bucked violently. The little fox girl landed flat on her back several feet away on the mattress, bouncing as she hit the bed. Skye moaned as her two penises bounced in the air, spewing a fountain of milky goodness as she rolled a couple of times before settling flat on her belly on the bed. Fire gave a little "eep" as his mother bucked underneath him. Her breasts heaved and surged, and the little fox boy found himself launched high into the air, his wings flapping automatically. He cried out and spun his body so he landed on his back and skidded along the saturated bedsheets. His tail lashed wildly as his semen spilled over his stomach and sides, his cock sputtering a few more powerful jets onto his own face. Raye threw her head back, faring a little better than her future mother and future uncle as she rode her grandmother's muzzle. Aine's moans and howls sent vibrations through the child's crotch, further exciting the girl. She humped her grandmother's muzzle hard, grinding her wet, dripping muff into the goddess's lips and tongue. Raye's golden glowing eyes rolled back, her wings flapping hard as she ground her hips forward. Jayden and Kiyone gagged as the fox goddess forced half of her convulsing members down their throats, but they didn't fight it. Blast after blast of salty-sweet tangy goo rocketed down their throats, and their bellies expanded rapidly with the sheer volume of spunk that Aine deposited inside their bodies. More than half of it spilled back out of their muzzles, running down Aine's penises, across their chins and chests, and splattering wetly onto the bed sheets. But even half of Aine's output was too much for the children to contain in their bodies, and both of the kids grew rapidly distended as they gulped down the godly seed. For minutes on end, the adult goddess and the five chidren howled, moaned, and writhed, before slowly coming down from the heights of their pleasure. The five kids continued to ejaculate, still enraptured by Aine's power, but their pleasure receded to its normal levels rather than the mind-breaking, utterly overwhelming ecstasy that they had just experienced. Their spunk still continued to spray and gush, soaking the bed, Aine, and themselves in copious amounts. Aine gasped for breath, staring at the children. They all had the same vacant, happy grins on their faces, their erections still swollen and aching. Kiyone and Jayden's bellies had grown so distended that they looked as though they were six months pregnant. Skye and Fire whimpered weakly as they continued to spurt milky goo weakly all over themselves. Raye quivered, slumped against the headboard, her thighs still clenched tight around her grandmother's muzzle. "...So... did you children have a good time?" Aine asked happily, giggling. "Yeeeessss..." came the dazed, happy responses from the mindless cubs. "Good, because we're nowhere NEAR done yet," Aine purred, sitting up, grinning evilly. *** Aine grunted as she penetrated Kiyone, both of her seventeen-inch lengths spreading the little red-furred fox's vagina and rectum wide. The little vixen cub shuddered, her body clenching, and she let out a moan that was more of a squeak than an actual, audible sound. Her wings flexed, and her back arched as Aine's huge divine penises entered her, the goddess's throbbing veins massaging Kiyone's inner walls. Kiyone had been rolled over onto her side, and her leg was held up by the adult vixen, hiked up on Aine's hip. She stared off into the endless sky void surrounding the goddess's lair with empty golden eyes, her ears twitching. Her twin members were throbbing, both shooting powerful streams of creamy, white cub cream high into the air, her wings flapping. To their left, Jayden lay with his face in the mattress, his rear end sticking up in the air. He trembled from head to toe, Aine's semen pouring out of his rear and a thick, wet swamp of it covering the fur of his back and shoulders. His erections hung beneath him, the twin glanses pressed into the mattress as he continued to climax hard, sending globules ricocheting about. His eyes were wide and unfocused and he made strangled "urk.. eekk... nnnngh..." noises in the aftermath of the goddess's turn with him. Likewise, Skye lay on her back, her entire front drenched with a mixture of her mother's and her own semen. Her members were pointed straight at the sky as they spurted mightily, coating the ceiling. She panted and twitched, her wings flapping weakly, her eyes rolled back in her head, a stupid grin on her muzzle. Her well-used holes quivered, semen flooding out of her, her tummy swollen to the size of a small beach ball. The girl giggled dumbly, babbling faintly, her vulva clenching. To Aine and Kiyone's right, Raye and Fire lay on their backs, staring up at the chandeliers above. Their hips rocked with their spurts slowly, but they remained otherwise fairly still; each awaiting their turn with the vixen goddess after she finished with Kiyone. Neither had a thought of their own in their heads, blissful smiles on their muzzles, their bodies covered from head to toe in the vixen goddess's semen. Jayden moaned softly, his head nodding. "So full... So happy..." he whispered, his brain mush, his mind totally broken by the vixen's sexual might. "I'm glad, little wolfling. Soon I'll be filling Kiyone with plenty more," Aine purred, grinning. She thrust her hips forward, her twin members diving in deeper into the little vixen cub, Kiyone shuddering and spasming, her paws reaching out blindly. Fire giggled, a goofy smile on his muzzle. He was in the midst of another powerful ejaculation, his singular member shooting milky jets into the air, his testicles churning and squeezing over and over. "...Squirt, squirt, squirt," Fire repeated, the little foxboy's eyes unfocused and blank. "Soon you'll have a turn again, you adorable little cutie," Aine chuckled to him, before returning her attention to Kiyone. “Aw, Kiyone… You look just like your great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother,” Aine purred, wrapping her hand around the little vixen’s upper penis, “She was one of my favorite daughters…” Aine thrust her hips, her twin members plunging into Kiyone's body. She grunted as she hilted inside the cub's vulva and anus, her divine penises throbbing. She found a rhythm, driving forward again and again, pumping her twin members into Kiyone. "Nnnng. Unf. Hnnrrrf... Ahhn," the little eight-year-old red vixen cub groaned as Aine's enormous divine penises drove deep into her depths. Her claws scrabbled at the sheets, her vulva clenching. "And I used to hump my big, swollen cocks right into your ancestor's cunny and booty just like this," Aine huffed, "She was adorable when she was your age... and she grew up to be one hell of a cute kitsune..." Kiyone was beyond coherence, her mind entirely lost to her pleasure. Aine's divine members spread her tiny little cub cunny and cub booty wide, driving into her tight, clenching holes. Aine's large breasts hung heavily, bouncing with each thrust, and the goddess let out a groan as she felt her climax approaching. "Oh... Oh, Kiyone, you beautiful child... I think... I think I'm close. Here comes a load for you, right into your little cub body!" Aine moaned, leaning forward. With a mighty shove, Aine drove her members into Kiyone's body. Kiyone screamed as her vagina and anus were spread wider, and she threw her head back. The redheaded, red-furred fox cub bucked and thrashed as Aine's members spasmed and throbbed, their veins bulging. Then with an almighty groan of purest pleasure, Aine climaxed, burying herself until she bottomed out inside Kiyone. Her members throbbed and jerked, and she thrust forward with all of her godly strength. Kiyone's body tensed, her twin members giving one final surge and sending a powerful stream of her own seed spraying, the little cub's entire body trembling. Aine grunted, her cocks pumping her potent seed deep inside the little red vixen cub's womb and anus. Her seed spilled forth, spurting from between Kiyone's thighs. She lifted Kiyone up, cuddling her in her lap, holding the little girl to her body as she emptied her spunk into her. "Ahhh! You're even tighter than your ancestor when you cum!" Aine moaned, burying herself as close to the hilt as she could. Her penises were just too big to fully hilt inside Kiyone's cub cunny, but they pulsed and spurted hard, her twin heads nestled as far into the cub's rump and vagina as she could reach. The little foxgirl spasmed and twitched as Aine's divine semen poured into her tiny, underdeveloped cub body. Aine's seed filled the child past the brim, basting her womb and colon thoroughly. The child's belly swelled rapidly as Aine came inside her, Kiyone's tummy expanding rapidly. The goddess held the little girl close as she came, cradling her gently, her large, fuzzy breasts pressed to the back of Kiyo's head. Kiyone quaked in ecstasy as Aine's spunk rushed into her body, her little vixen cub body stretching rapidly, Kiyone's abdomen swelling rapidly. The little eight-year-old fox cub convulsed, her members twitching and jerking as they sprayed, her eyes rolled back in her skull. She could feel the hot, thick goo sloshing around inside her, the sheer volume bloating her past the point of comfort. Aine's spunk spilled from between Kiyone's legs as the child's body stretched rapidly. It ran down the little cub's furry thighs in runny rivulets, forming a puddle beneath Aine and Kiyone as Aine orgasmed hard into the little vixen's cub body. Kiyone gave a little gurgle as she was filled to overflowing with goddess seed; Aine's ejaculation far exceeding her body's ability to contain the sheer volume. Aine's cum spurt out of the child's rear, leaking out around her member, and even from her vulva. The little vixen cub's body strained and convulsed, her wings spread wide. Her own shots splattered some of the statuary and furniture, her body shivering. And then Kiyone couldn't take any more. Her young tummy was so full of divine spunk that it looked as though she was seven months pregnant. Aine pulled free of her with a wet schlurp, like a boot being pulled from mud, before beginning to splatter Kiyone's back and buttocks with her seed. Aine held Kiyone tight as she ejaculated on the little eight-year-old's rear and back. The goddess moaned as she sprayed the red-furred vixen cub's furry back, her twin seventeen-inch shafts surging and pumping. It matted her fur and her silver feathery wings, sticking them together wetly. Aine stroked Kiyone's head as the cub spasmed, her eyes glazing over in her mindless bliss. "Oh yes, that's right... Squirt for me, my sweet little Kiyone. Yes, spray yourself with that nice, thick cub goo," Aine murmured, smiling. She gripped both of the little girl's footlong phalluses, squeezing and milking the thick foreskins as she aimed them up at Kiyone's own body. Kiyone squeaked and spasmed, her members throbbing, jets of milky fluid blasting against her own chest.It splashed across her tiny flat childlike breasts and covered her neck and throat, soaking her muzzle and face. Aine held the child as she ejaculated hard, Kiyone's members surging powerfully in the goddess's paws. Then Kiyone gave one last mighty thrust forward as Aine pointed her members at her face. Her twin penises lurched, jerking in Aine's hands, before unleashing a mighty streamer of seed onto her own face, drenching her from nose to hairline. The little vixen cub squeaked and shivered, her wings flapping wetly. She went limp in Aine's grip, her eyes rolling back and her ears splayed. Aine stroked Kiyone's wet, sticky fur affectionately, the little cub still spurting her seed all over herself. "What a cute little fox cub," Aine murmured, grinning. Aine released Kiyone and turned to Fire, who had been lying on his back, his singular, thirteen-inch member spurting and jerking. The little foxboy blinked owlishly at his divine mother, his penis still jetting milky-white cub cream over himself. "...Fire," Aine grinned, "It's time for you to climb onto mommy's lap for some nice quality mother-son bonding, my handsome little boy." The little foxboy got up, the motion sending a streamer of spunk shooting out of his erection and against the bed. As the boy bent over, lifting his bushy tail high to show off his tight, fuzzy buns to his mother, Aine grinned and set aside Kiyone with the greatest of care. The goddess licked her lips, running her eyes down the adorable little boy's body. "Oh, Fire," Aine purred, her members throbbing, "Mommy is going to give you a nice, long, mother-son humping session you're never going to forget, little buddy." "Okay, mommy," Fire chirped in reply, crawling over to her. *** Aine had commanded the cubs to begin an orgy, which was now entering its third hour as they moaned, writhed, switched partners, drenched each other with copious jets of messy goo, and occasionally fell asleep only to have Aine or another cub awaken them for the next round. Jayden panted as he rolled off Kiyone and Skye. The little wolfboy lay flat on his back, his twin fourteen-inch members jerking and sputtering their gooey reward. Thick streams of thick white spunk arced high into the air, splashing against the goddess's statuary, her ceiling, and against the heads of the other cubs. With his knots already fully swollen in his endless orgasm, he could not tie to the foxes, but it did not stop him from finding ecstasy with them. Skye lay flat on her belly, the sand-furred eight-year-old vixen cub's two oversized erections squished against her own tummy. Her twin cocks blasted hard onto her already saturated chest, gluing her to the bedsheets, her members pulsing and spasming. She humped the mattress, grunting, not even seeming to notice that Jayden's penis had slipped free of her vulva. "Eeeeyiii..." Skye squeaked weakly, her wings limp, her fluffy, silky tail swishing behind her. Raye and Fire were tangled together in the sticky sheets, their cocks rubbing and throbbing against each other. They kissed and moaned as they masturbated one another, Raye's wings flapping as Fire's orange fluffy tail swished behind his hips. "Unf. Unf. Awoooww! Grrr. Grrwllll," the little boy grunted as his penis slid wetly and sloppily between Raye's phalluses, his testicles rubbing and squishing against her vulva. Aine watched the proceedings, laying back lazily, a hand between her inner thighs. Her tail wagged as she watched the children cavort, obeying the mindless impulses that she implanted into their psyches, their little bodies writhing. "Ohhh, yes... such a cute little orgy, children... Keep going, show me your pleasure... Show me what you've learned from each other..." Aine murmured. Aine's vulpine ears perked as Kiyone howled and arched her back, ejaculating mightily once again. She grabbed Skye by the muzzle and shoved the fennec fox cub's head between her thighs, thrusting her vulva into her face. Skye eagerly lapped and slurped at the red vixen's wet, dripping vulva, sucking on her members. The little sand-furred fennec cub shivered, her wings flexing, her twin members spraying onto the bed. Jayden and Fire paired up, the two boys kissing and moaning, their tongues swirling. Their cocks slid between each other's legs, their members throbbing hard. Their erections slid wetly against each others furry inner thighs, the two of them humping each other. Fire reached out, wrapping a hand around Jayden's enormous, knotted penises, stroking the fourteen-inch lengths hard. The boys' testicles swung between their legs, slapping wetly together as Jayden thrust forward, Fire's thirteen-inch member twitching against his thigh. The little foxboy howled as Jayden stroked his erection, his penis surging, spraying a mighty geyser of his cub spunk. The thick white spunk splattered across his own belly and crotch, matting the little eight-year-old's orange fur. Raye found her way over to her future mothers, joining Skye and Kiyone in their girl-on-girl fun. The little winged fennec moaned as Skye buried her muzzle into Raye's chubby cub cunny, licking and probing with her little tongue. Kiyone sat behind Skye, licking and teasing the tiny girl's pussy from behind. Skye's own members rubbed and squished wetly and messily in the sheets. Aine grinned, watching the children writhe. Skye was a blur, moving from Kiyone to Raye, then Fire, then Jayden. She seemed to have endless reserves of energy, the tiny little cub masturbating anyone and everyone in the room, including her goddess mother, bouncing around like a perverted pinball. And finally, Aine decided that it was time to finish her fun with the children. The goddess got up off the bed, licking her chops, her penises throbbing. Skye panted, her vulva dripping onto the saturated bed sheets, as the kids paused in their lovemaking to watch Aine. The goddess stepped from the bed, the sheets stained and covered with semen beyond all reason. Her fur was caked and matted with spunk, but she hardly seemed to care as she approached the bed. "...Fire, Raye, Kiyone, Jayden, Skye, come here," Aine called. Obediently, the children stumbled towards the goddess, crawling off of the bed. They stood in a line, shuddering as their semen spattered the floor in front of them, awaiting orders. "Soak me. Bathe me. Cover mommy with your gooey cub cream. Spatter me in it. Mark me with it. Soak me in it," Aine commanded, kneeling, spreading her legs. The children surrounded her, their cocks throbbing hard, pointing in the goddess's direction. She opened her muzzle and extended her tongue, moaning. Jayden moaned, Skye howled, and Raye and Fire gasped. Kiyone whined as she reached her peak, her wings flapping. All of them began to climax, their bodies shaking with their ejaculations. Cub semen splashed wetly across the goddess, bathing her from head to toe with sticky goo. Aine grinned, closing her eyes and moaning in delight, as she was bathed in the children's warm seed. Cub semen splashed wetly across the goddess, bathing her from head to toe with sticky goo. Aine grinned, closing her eyes and moaning in delight, as she was bathed in the children's warm seed. She could feel it splashing across her breasts and shoulders, splattering wetly in her muzzle, splashing against her vulva. It stuck her fur together, plastering her with it. Her hair matted with the white milky fluid. Her golden fur was quickly soaked, the divine fox woman's hair caked and matted with cub spunk. Her fur became plastered down to her skin, her hair glued to the sides of her head, her fur stuck together. "Woo! Even by my standards, you kiddies are potent! I'll be swimming in cubby spunk for days," Aine moaned, grinning. "More. Keep cumming, children," Aine commanded. Jayden gasped, his enormous fourteen-inch penises still erupting. Fire and Kiyone quaked, Skye panted, and Raye whimpered in utter bliss. Each child's members surged and throbbed as they continued to ejaculate all over the goddess's form, their testicles or inner muscles convulsing. The children moaned as their members jetted again and again, their ejaculations never ending. Aine reveled in their adoration, their lust. She moaned as she was bathed in the cubs' goo, their thick, messy seed spattering wetly over her. The fox goddess of lust, fertility, and sex was absolutely drenched by the children's semen. It ran off of her in thick runnels, clinging to her fur and hair. She licked her lips as the sticky goo splashed across her lips, running down her muzzle and soaking into her hair. With each jet and surge of each of the child's twin members, a huge streamer of spunk spattered all over Aine's divine body. Each child spurted hard, covering her, bathing her. Skye squeaked and quaked as her twin 10-inch penises spewed an unending geyser of milky fluid all over her divine mother. Raye trembled, her twin members blasting mightily into the goddess's hair and muzzle, drenching her. Jayden's twin fourteen-inch members throbbed and erupted a seemingly endless geyser of his milky seed upon the divine woman. Fire whimpered, his thirteen-inch single member jerking and throbbing. And Kiyone cooed and cried as her twin footlong lengths spurted an unending shower of semen over her ancestor's breasts. Finally, after an hour of non-stop climaxing, Aine stood, coated from head to toe with their cum. It dripped off of her in sticky gobs, soaking her red-pink hair. Her fur was sticky and matted. The kids stared at her worshipfully, their golden glowing eyes blank. "Mmm. Children. This was fun. But all good things must come to an end," Aine murmured, licking her lips. "I think it's time to return you all home before I keep you here with me forever. I can't possibly resist such cute little children for long..." "But before we go back to Breezeport..." Aine said, grinning, "...C'mere, Jayden." Jayden approached, toddling forward with the staggering cadence of a zombie or a sleepwalker, his still-spurting members swaying from side to side. Aine knelt down beside him and pulled the little boy into a deep kiss, her lips locking with his. Jayden let out a faint, happy moan as the goddess's tongue wormed its way into his muzzle and slid wetly over his tongue, before finally pulling back, a wet trail of saliva connecting their muzzles. His cocks lurched, spilling a thick stringer of his potent goo onto the floor. Aine leaned in and whispered into the little wolf's ear. Whatever she said had a profound effect on the boy, as he jolted from head to toe, his four testicles tightened to the base of his lower penis, his twin fourteen-inch penises surging, spurting powerfully. Jayden let out a squeak and moan as he reached his peak once again, his twin members blasting a huge torrent of creamy, thick goo across the floor. The little boy spasmed as he shot rope after rope of his semen on the marble floor, his twin members jerking wildly. Aine grinned. "There, Jayden. I'm sure that little secret will come in handy with my daughter someday," Aine chuckled, standing and ruffling his silvery hair. "Fire, come here, little man," Aine beckoned. Fire approached her obediently, stumbling towards his divine mother, a stupid, mindless smile on his face, his twin members spurting goo the entire time. Like Jayden, the little boy found himself pulled into the most Parisian of french kisses by the fox goddess. Fire moaned softly as Aine's tongue slid over his, the adult vixen mother wrapping the little boy in a hug and grinding his lower body against her pelvis. Then she leaned in to whisper something in her son's ear as well, the little fox's golden glowing eyes widening. Like Jayden, Fire jolted and convulsed as his testicles tightened to the base of his thirteen-inch single member. His twin members twitched and jerked, before spattering a mighty torrent of white creamy semen all over the floor in front of him. Aine repeated the process with the three girls, beckoning them in one by one and kissing them deeply, whispering into their ears, before the three child vixens also convulsed and climaxed on the spot. Kiyone squealed, Skye whined, and Raye moaned as their testicles tightened. Each little eight-year-old girl quaked and shuddered as they unleashed a mighty deluge of their creamy white goo onto the marble floors of Aine's chambers. Satisfied, Aine stood back up and waved her hand in a large circle, conjuring a glowing, swirling aperture of light, the cul-de-sac of the Twin Schools visible inside, "Alright children, climb on in, we're heading back home to Breezeport," Aine grinned. The children obeyed her mindlessly, tottering over to the portal. Fire was the first to enter the portal, jumping into it and disappearing from view. Jayden was next, then Kiyone and Skye holding hands, then Raye. Each of the five children disappeared, returning to the real world. Aine took one last look around her chambers, before giggling and following after her children, the portal swirling shut behind her. *** Elgar bellowed like a charging rhino as he buried his swollen, lurching cock hilt-deep into Fifi's endlessly climaxing pussy. For a faerie who carried himself with such self-importance, his orgasmic noises were frankly embarrassing and comical as he grunted and moaned. Fifi barely seemed to register the Unseelie faerie pounding away at her endlessly-orgasming body, the skunk child's eyes glowing golden. Elgar's large testicles lurched, spraying another massive blast of goo into the little girl's quivering vulva. "AAARRRRRROOOUNNNNNNGHHHH!" Elgar moaned, his eyes crossed in his head, his tongue hanging out of his muzzle. His enormous balls tightened, contracting and convulsing again and again. His enormous cock jerked and throbbed inside Fifi, the little girl's furry skunk tail lifted high to expose her tight muff. It was exceedingly lucky that all of the children and the few adults in the cul-de-sac were virtually mindless, or else there would have been no end to the mocking and mimicry of the noises Elgar made as he came. Aures, by comparison, made only a tiny high-pitched squeak as she hit her own orgasm, clamping down hard on Arc’s massive cock. She threw back her head, huffing and trembling. One hand clutched her breast, the other rubbed at her clitoris as she rode the little boy’s eternally-ejaculating pole, his golden, sparking spunk pouring out of her. The little mouse lay on his back, staring up at the clouds above mindlessly, his hips bucking upward into the fae-rabbit’s pussy on their own. Each thrust was accompanied by a mighty gush of electrically-charged spunk, just enough to send Aures’ inner walls clench and spasming uncontrollably. She shuddered as the little boy’s large testicles slapped her rear as he bucked, grunting and gasping in his trance. The black-furred wolf man grunted as he easily overflowed the mindless skunk child with his cream, pumping her beyond full. Fifi's belly rapidly expanded with Elgar's hot white seed, bulging outwards rapidly, his fae-wolf cream rushing deep into her womb. Already lost in a haze of orgasmic spasming ecstasy, Fifi's accented moans and grunts became even louder and more desperate as Elgar's cock spurted thick streams of spunk deep into her. Her tummy swelled rapidly, his semen filling her to the point of discomfort, and Fifi moaned and squirmed in mindless bliss. Aures was likewise on the receiving end of an enormous flood of semen, but hers had the added factor of Arc's electro-orgasmic goo. The electricity in his semen set Aures's inner walls aflame, tingling and pulsing and massaging her in all the right places, and the adult rabbit woman threw back her head and let out a high, sharp squeak as Arc's golden semen poured into her womb, bloating her tummy rapidly. Her body convulsed in a series of mini-orgasms, her breasts surging, her hips bucking and shuddering as she ground herself down onto Arc's enormous erect pole. A golden whirl of light appeared in the center of the cul-de-sac, the swirling vortex rapidly growing larger and larger and taking shape. Then Aine stepped into the cul-de-sac from seemingly the very air. The fox goddess giggled as she looked around the cul-de-sac, Elgar and Aures oblivious to her presence as they ejaculated, a stupid grin on the wolf faerie's face as he continued to blast spunk deep inside Fifi. Arc bucked and thrashed, grunting and quivering as Aures ground her pussy down onto his fifteen-inch penis. Kiyone, Fire, Raye, Skye, and Jayden followed their divine mother as she emerged from the portal, the gateway collapsing shut behind the goddess. The children stumbled along behind her, tottering like zombies. The children's members jerked and surged as they entered the real world, spraying spunk across the concrete as they walked. Aine giggled, looking around. Elgar and Aures remained oblivious to her arrival, fucking in their mindless bliss, unaware. Arc grunted and bucked, sending a heavy gush of electricity-infused cream deep inside Aures's body. Aine looked about at the cul-de-sac as Kiyone, Skye, Fire, Raye, and Jayden stumbled into the cul-de-sac one by one behind her, their members throbbing. "Oooh, looks like SOMEONE decided to get in on the fun while I was gone," Aine remarked, grinning mischievously, her tailtip swishing from side to side playfully. Her voice drew Elgar's attention. The dignified wolf looked anything but as he hilted himself inside Fifi's endlessly orgasming pussy, spurting a torrent of cream deep inside the child's vulva. He blinked, staring at Aine. "A-Aine?! You're back?!" Elgar exclaimed, panting as he continued to ejaculate inside the little skunk girl's muff. His enormous member jerked, spasmed, and throbbed, sending spurt after spurt of spunk deep inside Fifi. "Yep. I had fun with the kids, I brought them back," Aine replied, gesturing to Jayden, Kiyone, Fire, Skye, and Raye. Elgar panted as he pulled free of the skunk girl (letting her slump to the ground in an insensate pile of spasming, orgasming child). He tried to pull his pants up and cover himself, but Aine smirked, waving her paw, her fingers wiggling. The faerie's pants seemed to melt away, dissolving into sparkling magic motes, leaving his enormous, still-lurching, dripping and spurting member exposed. "Uhh... Ahem! I was not expecting you back at this moment, milady," Elgar said, attempting to straighten his spine and draw himself up. This was made infinitely less effective by the way his enormous dripping lurching cock bobbed and spewed as he attempted to regain some semblance of dignity. Aine snorted. "I can see that, Elgar. I see you were getting a little lonely while I was gone..." she said, raising an eyebrow and giving him a wry little smirk. Aures, on the other hand, blushed hideously with embarrassment, but made no attempt to try to cover herself. The adult rabbit woman still sat atop Arc, her pussy stretched around the little mouse's incredibly oversized phallus. Arc continued to buck his hips, grunting and huffing as he unloaded yet more electricity-charged goo up into Aures's pussy, spurting powerfully, the fae-rabbit woman's belly bulging outwards slightly. Aine approached Aures, staring at the little mouse boy curiously. "Whooooa. Someone's found the all-time jackpot of boy-cawk there! Pull off him, lemme see, lemme see!" Aine enthused, leaning close, staring at Arc Royale's enormous rod. Aures flushed and stammered, but slid off Arc's erect, still-ejaculating penis with a wet schlup, his spunk dribbling out of her vulva in runny rivulets, covering Arc in his own cum. Aine marveled at the little boy's fifteen-inch mast, giggling in delight. "Oh, WOW. I wish I could claim credit for this one, but I don't remember giving this kid this blessing..." Aine said, licking her lips hungrily, "Dammit, why can't other gods sign their work? I wanna know who crafted this beautiful piece of boy-dick..." "...Madame," Elgar cleared his throat exaggerately, used to the goddess's pedophilic distraction, "We've still got a schedule to follow and we are now quite far behind." “Mm. What day is it?” Aine asked, stretching, her penises still twitching and oozing spunk. She bent over, touching her toes, lifting her tail high. Both Aures and Elgar worked hard to conceal involuntary groans of arousal. “...What do you mean, what DAY is it? You were gone for only an hour…” Elgar asked, his eyes narrowing. “...Only that long? Huh. I thought it would have been a lot longer with the time dilation. Guess I did a better job than I thought,” Aine said, straightening up as she brushed her long red-pink hair out of her face. “...Time dilation?” Elgar asked, his eye twitching in anticipation of the frustration to come, “...Exactly how long was it for YOU and those kids?” “Oh, uh… about 340 years… I think? With breaks for water and ambrosia to rehydrate and refuel every so often,” said Aine, shrugging. The silence that met this pronouncement was staggering, broken only by moans and the splatter of fluid from the mindless crowd of children still staring into space with glowing golden eyes. Aures and Elgar stared, jaws dropped to their chests, eyes wide. “...Did I say something weird?” Aine asked cluelessly, blinking. “Th… Three…. Three and a half CENTURIES?!!!” they exclaimed in unison. “Uh-huh! I just got back to the mortal realm, so it was just a quickie session. Just enough to spend some time with my children and to get to know their friends. I’ll give them some REAL exercise later, once I’ve had time to unpack my luggage,” Aine said, smiling cheerfully. Elgar just groaned and facepalmed, rubbing his face. Aures smiled and patted him on the back. “Oh come on, the old ‘hour outside, year inside’ trick is an old standby for us Fae,” she remarked. “Yeah, it’s the ‘don’t let the mortal age and catch up on that lost time’ thing that’s the challenge,” Elgar grunted. “Milady Aine’s kids probably have some level of immortality, but now I need to isolate those extra years for the mortal kids.” “Do you really think I’m that lackadaisical that I wouldn’t have already done that?” Aine sighed. “...Yes,” said Elgar deadpan, staring at her. Aine blinked a bit, then giggled in response. “Okay, fair enough, but don’t worry, I DID handle that,” Aine said with a shrug. Elgar glanced behind her at the naked, still-hypnotized children, still splattering the lawn with their constant, unceasing emissions. “...Are you going to… wake them up any time soon?” Elgar asked in a way that wasn’t QUITE a suggestion. “...Oh, right,” Aine sighed, snapping her fingers. Like a lightswitch being flicked off, the golden light vanished from everyone’s eyes, and they blinked in utter confusion and disorientation. "Whu? What happened?" Jayden asked, staggering around drunkenly, before tripping and sprawling into the grass, his testicles still surging and sputtering, his twin fourteen-inch cocks spewing white, creamy goo. The little wolf looked around in bewilderment, his glasses sliding down his muzzle, his penises still leaking. "Wasn't I just wearing clothes... and standing over there... and looking at Skye's totally smokin' hot mom?" Arc asked no one in particular vaguely as he sat up, scratching his head. "...Where's my shorts?" groaned Fire, looking around with the same groggy look as someone who slept in way too late and had been woken up abruptly. Kiyone blinked, staring down at herself. "...Why is there so much cum all over my tummy and chest and fur and wings?" the red fox child asked, sounding completely mystified. "Did I fall asleep... and dream that me and Kiyone and Fire and Raye and Skye were all having an orgy with a fox goddess from Ireland or something?" Jayden asked blearily, his penises continuing to surge, shooting his pearly white seed across the grass in front of him. Aine chuckled, smirking at Elgar. "See? Everything's handled. No stress," Aine said, patting the faerie wolf man on the back. "...Except that the last couple of hours have completely thrown off my carefully-scheduled program and we now have an audience of thirty children and six adults to hypnotize, erase their memories of our existence, and implant new, normal-sounding false memories, not to mention making sure to remove the extra centuries they aged," Elgar sighed, facepalming. "That's a piece of cake for a sexy fox goddess with the powers of a fertility deity, right?" Aine asked, giving him a toothy grin and a double thumbs-up. "...No, it is not," sighed Elgar, burying his face in his paws in frustration. "Uh... Ma'am?" asked Arc, tugging on Aures' hand to get her attention. The white rabbit woman jumped, blushing and turning towards him. "Y-yes?" Aures asked nervously, "Did you need something, sweetie?" Arc stared at the adult woman's large, firm breasts with his jaw hanging open, a thin string of drool trailing from the corner of his muzzle. Then he pointed at the rabbit woman's genitals, a thick runny stream of electrically-charged semen still dripping from her folds. "Are we still gonna bang? Because if we are, you're going to have to give me like five minutes because I just came a whole LOT," Arc asked, giving her a grin, his enormous fifteen-inch, electrically-charged, sparking rod of boycock already swelling and surging. Steam poured from the fae-rabbit's ears, her face turning as red as an apple as she squeaked and stammered incoherently, trying to form a response. Aine laughed hysterically, while Elgar merely grumbled in continued irritation. "Madame Eldrich, can we PLEASE get a move on?" Elgar sighed, "You have twenty-nine stops left on the itinerary, and we can only make twenty of them at this rate." "No, YOU have twenty-nine stops left. I'm done travelling," Aine said, glancing at him. Elgar stared. "What?" Elgar asked, utterly flabbergasted. "I'm staying here. I want to spend some time with my kids, and get to know their friends... and also have some words with the Headmaster of their schools," Aine said, turning to face him. Elgar blinked a bit. "...Wait, you're serious? For good?" Elgar asked, raising an eyebrow. "Yep," Aine grinned. "Madame, the Fae Courts, the Seelie and Unseelie alike will..." Elgar complained. "Elgar, it's not your job to dictate my whereabouts," Aine sighed, "I am a god, not some sort of celebrity or music star that needs 'managing.' I go where I want. My children need me. You and Aures have my full permission to report back to the Courts that you found me. But I will NOT be going with you. And if the Fae Courts don't like it, my explicit message to them is 'suck it.' Understand?" Elgar bowed low, as was proper. "...Yes, Madame Eldrich. If that is your will, then I shall comply," he said. "Aw, thanks Elgar," Aine said, smirking, patting the faerie wolf man on top of his head, like a puppy. Jayden stared up at the goddess, his face slowly turning pinker and pinker, his glasses fogging up as he realized that the events he had been through weren't a dream... and that the tall vixen was staying in town nearby. "Um... M-Miss goddess lady highness, majesty?" Jayden squeaked in a very soft, high-pitched voice that was almost unintelligible, fidgeting on the grass awkwardly. "You can call me Mrs. Aine or Mrs Eldrich, cutie," the divine fox woman giggled. "Um... uh... D-does this mean you're going to live nearby now? With Raye and Fire and Skye?" Jayden asked, fidgeting more. His members were both still rock-hard, twitching and drooling pre. "Our house is actually about a mile away from here," Aine said with a smile, "So, yes, on the weekends, I suppose they can come home if they want." Jayden gulped hard. "W-will you ever come over here?" the wolf boy asked, his glasses steaming up as he stared. "Sure!" Aine giggled, "Why do you ask, are you asking me out on a date, sweetie?" Jayden gave a strangled squeaky noise, his penises lurching violently, slinging two sloppy jets of syrupy pre over the woman's breasts. Aine grinned slyly. Fire sidled up to Jayden and swatted the wolf's bare rear, making him yelp in pain. "...If you're trying to make moves on my mom, cut it out. It's one thing for you to go with my dorky lil' sister, but I'm not gonna call you 'Dad,'" Fire teased, poking Jayden in the belly. "N-no! It's not like that!" Jayden insisted, blushing brightly, his members still spurting, "It's just... I just..." Aine smirked down at Jayden, crossing her arms under her massive, full breasts. They squished and pressed against one another, the wolf boy staring, transfixed. "What? Would you want me to give you private lessons on the weekend, cutie? One-on-one special tutoring in sex with the goddess of lust?" Aine asked, licking her lips. Jayden choked on his tongue, his twin fourteen-inch members spewing goo, arching into the air. Spent, Jayden's penises sputtered and lurched a couple more times, shooting gooey white ropes onto Aine's toes and feet. He gasped and panted, his eyes rolling back The little wolf keeled back, hitting the grass out cold, even as his members fountained semen into the air uncontrollably. "...Is that a yes?" Aine asked, grinning. "...Man, you're such a dork," sighed Fire, to the unconscious little wolf, "No WONDER you got with Skye." Skye turned bright pink at that. Fire gave the sand-furred fennec girl a kiss on the lips, his enormous thirteen-inch single penis throbbing powerfully against hers, as he bucked his hips against hers, grinding their crotches together. Skye whimpered into the little boy's muzzle, before Fire pulled away with a smirk. "...But you're a cute dork too," Fire said affectionately, ruffling Skye's hair, her cyan forelock shifting. Skye blinked, blushing. Elgar looked around, sighing. The faerie wolf rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighing. "...Soooo, Madame Eldrich, I suppose I've done the duty assigned to me, and can return to the Court and let them know of your whereabouts?" Elgar asked, rubbing his temples in annoyance, "...Before you decide to stay with your kids, start a pedophile orgy, turn the whole neighborhood into a sex circus, and then accidentally set the town on fire?" "Sounds about right," Aine giggled. Elgar turned away and disappeared into a puff of smoke and glittering motes of light, Aures following after him, though giving her a wave goodbye as she went. Aine smiled down at her children and their friends affectionately, her long bushy tail wagging happily, "...Well, I'm going to go drop off my luggage at home... and go to greet your father, kids. I'll see you this weekend." She leaned over and kissed Fire and Skye on their noses. "...I promise I'll spend some quality time with you then," Aine winked suggestively at her son and daughter, who both blinked and smiled in excitement. "...And I'll see the rest of you this weekend as well. Feel free to pop by for visits," Aine said, before sauntering off across the cul-de-sac, the children ogling the goddess's perfect, nude form as she left. "Your family is WEIRD," Arc commented, shaking his head. "...Says the kid who has LIGHTNING powers, and two psychic siblings; one of whom is an adult clone of the other and is our art teacher," Kiyone retorted, deadpan. "...Okay, let me take that back," Arc said, "This whole TOWN is weird." "Better," agreed Kiyone, giggling. ******** Epilogue: A faerie wolf and rabbit were in line at a Breezeport coffeeshop, with Elgar grumbling as he gets off the phone. Their dragonfly wings drew a little attention, but the townsfolk had seen weirder, so they were mostly ignored as they waited their turn to order. “So… In your haste to leave…. Did you realize we left our pants behind?” Aures asked, following after Elgar. The faerie wolf stopped in midstep, looked down at his still half-erect member… and sighed heavily. Elgar blinked and looked down at himself, before looking around, realizing nobody was actually looking at him, then pocketed his phone in his vest. “Well, that actually fits with what Control told me over the phone.” “Which would be?” Aures asked, raising an eyebrow. She winced, grabbing a napkin from a nearby dispenser to dab at some of Arc’s spunk dribbling down her inner thigh, blushing. “Apparently, the local Seelie and Unseelie districts have reported some… shall we say… strange goings-on with the mortal populace here,” Elgar said. “You mean that nobody even batted an eye at the open-air cub orgy we had earlier today, let alone call any authorities?” Aures pointed out. “Precisely,” Elgar grunted, “Apparently this town is… well. Lady Aine will fit in just fine here, and I doubt anyone will notice or much care about a god living amongst the mortals… Especially HER and HERE.” “...You’re being cryptic,” Aures remarked, tossing the wadded up gold-stained napkin into a trashcan. “You wouldn’t believe it if I told you,” Elgar grumbled. The conversation paused for a moment as they placed their orders at the counter. “...You do realize we also left our mortal money in our pants, right?” Aures asked, trying to stifle a smirk as a giant glowing red angry mark appeared on the side of Elgar’s face. “We’ll just… GRR. We’ll pay with fae-coin. FINE,” Elgar growled in growing annoyance, even as he grabbed some more napkins, squeezing his fingers around them, some reddish sparkles getting squeezed out, before he uncurled his fingers, revealing some dollar bills, which he dropped on the counter. “Isn’t that… BREAKING THE RULES?” Aures teased. “...If you haven’t forgotten, I am Unseelie. We were MASTERS at ‘breaking the rules’ eons before you Seelie even came up with the laws of magic,” Elgar said, the tiniest, faintest hint of a smirk curling his muzzle, “Just because I’m a stickler NOW, doesn’t mean I always was.” The two faeries took their coffee (Elgar’s black as night, no sweetener, no milk; Aures’ was some massive over-sweetened abomination that was 99% sugar and cream and 1% coffee) and walked away from the counter. Elgar’s cock swung from side to side with each step, while Aures kept having to pause to clean up the semen draining out of her. And yet, no one even batted an eye. “I guess this is just consensus reality here,” Aures stated. “No need for a ‘clean-up crew’ intervention. Not gonna lie, this is a bit relaxing. Knowing we can be just out in the open, without having to worry about breaking the Veil.” “Almost feels like the good ol’ days. Maybe we should look into getting an apartment here.” Elgar said with a chuckle, then sipped his coffee. “You know we’re going to get reassigned to a new deity, right?” “Yeah, that’s how it goes.” Aures shrugged. “Shamed, though, I liked working with Aine.” “She was flighty, irresponsible, and a pain to wrangle,” Elgar growled, before sighing. “Still a better deity than Zeus. Stuck-up perverted old man…” Thunder cracked outside despite the day being cloudless. Both faeries sweatdropped heavily. “N-no offense?” Elgar offered sheepishly. “Who would we even be assigned to? The God of Destruction already has that angel attendant of his who wrangles him and keeps him from blowing up the universe… The Alicorn Goddesses of Sun and Moon are on a thousand-year vacation…” Aures listed, frowning as she ticked off on her fingers, “And the Goddess of Truth is currently incarnated as a superhero on another world.” Elgar checked his phone. “There’s options other than god-sitting. There’s this magic school one dimension over that’s got openings for Faerie administration work.” “Do they have benefits? Dental?” Aures asked, sipping her drink. “...Well… Let’s just say it… somewhat resembles Breezeport in its ‘benefits,’” Elgar remarked, his flagging erection reversing direction and rising back up. “Ooh. Okay, then what are we waiting for?” Aures grinned. “...For you to finish that horrific slurry of sugar and whipped cream that you claim is coffee, my dear,” Elgar said. “Oh, you just keep up that sweet-talk, Elgar,” sighed the fae-rabbit, brushing her hair back, “And people wonder why we’ve been partnered for the last three thousand years.” “I thought it was because I make you cum like a freight train,” Elgar said, smirking. Aures inhaled half her drink and spluttered helplessly. Elgar patted her back, snickering. With that, the two faeries left the shop and vanished in a whirl of sparkling light.