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Kagero gulped heavily as a wash of adrenaline filled his torso. The morning was still young and he was still struggling through his fatigue, yet the sensual display of Ceylon's plot from the underside of her tail down to her thighs was such an inviting visual that he couldn't help but entice his member to full attention.

Given that he knew the rules of flying within Ceylon – a very simple and fair rule set he was able to learn within days – he realized that he should strip down before slipping into someone a bit more cozy. Mere seconds later, Kagero had already disrobed from his boots, shorts, and shirt, stepping out of the bottom half while letting the button-up khaki shirt fall off his back. The castle was lightly cool in a way that made his skin tingle and grow a thousand tiny bumps, but his mind wasn't focusing on that, since he knew that he'd be very warm and very cozy very soon.

He gulped again, slowly grinning in happiness as he leaned in close against Ceylon's rump, one hand on each of her rump cheeks to give her a gentle spread. The bright cherry pink of her juicy-looking vaginal canal revealed itself as the glistening black lips parted, showing just how excited she was to have him. “So, just-" He started, only to be cut off by the light tapping of her tail tip on the back of his head.

“Yes, dear. Go ahead and don't be shy. You should know by now to not hold back." Ceylon cooed at him, her tail tip bending and conforming to his back and shoulders to ease him in closer.

The image of her plump equine vulva soon filled his vision in its entirety as his nose was pushed in so close he could feel the moisture and heat emanating from her folds. Being so close filled his nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her arousal, urging him to give her the faintest little peck on her clitoris.

She winked at him, the fleshy nub folding outward to spurt the tiniest bit of her lightly colored pink pussy juice right onto his nose. Up her spine she shuddered, cooing and trilling at him while she shifted from one hind paw to another. This gryphon was eager for him, and wasn't just presenting for show.

Keeping that in mind, Kagero slipped both of his hands inward on her rump cheeks, fingers up over her haunches with both thumbs lightly prodding at the soft flesh between the top of her vulva and the plump anal flesh of her pucker. He gave a little tug from both ends to once again gape her open, a deep guttural squelching emerging from her depths as he cavernous passage parted from itself. Kagero couldn't help but lean into her and close his eyes, the tender flesh of her pussy lips sliding over his nose and cheeks to envelop his face. With the faintest of pressure, he was able to wiggle and shake his head from side to side until her clit rolled over his chin and squeezed at his jaws, another light squirt of her internal fluids dribbling down over his neck and shoulders while her flesh blacked out his vision.

He wanted to open his mouth, to stick his tongue out and collect as much of her aromatic fluids as she could, but he knew that he needed to inhale it instead. The few times he'd been blessed enough to relax in her womb or bowels, she had secreted a thin yet slimy fluid that he could breathe in, thus keeping him alive and well in an environment that he shouldn't be able to survive.

When the two first met, Kagero wasn't entirely sure that Ceylon was who she said she was, since any random gryphon could pretend to be a goddess, but his concerns and hesitations were quickly alleviated when she proceeded to help him to crawl into her womb, where he slept for the night before being reborn. Now, he had no hesitation that Ceylon was in fact who she said she was, and he was eager to submit herself to her body any time she lifted her tail.

To be honest, Kagero was willing to submit himself to her even when she didn't lift her tail. Just being in her vicinity made his loins swell and his heart race, which meant that her body and mind were both never far from his thoughts. He just couldn't distract himself from the Goddess of Transformation, Ceylon A'Merone. That's why, even as he lightly pushed his face in between her plump pussy lips, all he could think about was the pleasure she must have felt every time his body slid into hers.

Such thoughts were intensified as he felt her entire torso twitch and angle itself, her spine raised and tail up as she leaned back into him and bent her hind legs. The extra pressure met with Kagero's form as he tensed his muscles to ensure he stood up straight, her lips parting with ease to slowly pass by his cheeks and eventually ears as he nuzzled into her, relishing the comforting warmth and moisture her body offered. When her vulva smothered his ears – at the same time her posterior wall lurched over the crest of his skull – his sense of hearing quickly became muddled and overwhelmed by the gurgling and throbbing of her heartbeat and nearby belly.

This sudden change in sensory input quickly put Kagero into the right state of mind to take in one long and deep breath, inhaling the viscous fluid that her vaginal walls secreted. As usual, the first sucking in of the liquid gave him a slight pressure in his chest, but was quickly doused as his body adapted to the sudden change. Every time he experienced that paradigm shift, it got a little bit easier and a little bit more pleasant to the point that the very sensation of having her lubricant enter and coat his nostrils was another source of pure pleasure for him. Might have simply been through association or some sort of effect her bodily fluids were having on him, but it was pleasant regardless.

Ceylon also seemed to enjoy this, because her walls were sopping wet with her natural lubricant, so much so that she was leaking trails of it all down his chest and soaking his hair as she pushed down on him. Her lips swallowed him right to the neck as her haunches came to sit on his shoulders, vulva squeezing lightly around him with every gushing wink. Clearly she couldn't fit him in from that angle, as his shoulders were pressing up heavily against her haunches, so she wiggled and twisted to encourage him to match her angle.

He was able to decipher her moves with ease, even with her soft flesh lightly squeezing at his face, so he slid both his hands down from her haunches to slide up his neck to glide with ease into her, palms wrapped around his cheeks and fingers splayed out. His forearms were flat against his chest and his shoulders were slightly squeezed inward, creating a far more ergonomically tapered shape.

With one powerful wag of her hips and wink against his wrists, Ceylon arched her back and leaned into him, the weight and pressure of her body easing her loose lips over the human's upper body with minimal resistance. The flesh of her vulva twitched and squeezed against his form, rhythmically clenching in waves as if it was trying to suck him in even as the distended lips eased their way down his torso.

As her hips rocked and she bucked gently against the girth of his body, Kagero couldn't really help but feel his member swelling to its full girth. The closer her hungry loins went to his hip region, the more intense his erection throbbed and drooled its own slick concoction. Much to his delight, her clitoris eventually came to lightly press against his tip, winking and soaking him in her natural fluids down to his inner thighs as its motion pressed his length up against his belly, squeezing it into place as her pussy continued to swallow him.

His member now completely enveloped in the loose flesh of her depths, the rest disappeared into her with ease. He could feel his face press against the slightly tighter rim of flesh that was her cervix for a split moment before she leaned back onto him, every bit of her weight pressing down on him to engulf him in one glorious squelch. His upper body rocked through her passage to curl up in her womb, leaving only his legs relaxed in her vaginal canal with feet sticking out and toes curling in delight. The entire brisk pass by his form squeezed every bit of her cavernous canal's flesh over the underside of his member, eventually relaxing to squeeze him through the cervix.

Part of Kagero really wanted to thrust into her walls, or to pleasure herself as he curled up in the depths of her womb, but he was already finding himself to be descending into grogginess. Like the other times he'd explored her body, the fluids he secreted would tranquilize him to an extent, leaving him somewhat lucid but in a perpetual state of near consciousness. This placid state of mind was much like being on the verge of sleep, where one's mind was racing with thoughts and desires while the body was losing all mobility and strength.

That's where Kagero's mind lay as the shifting walls that encompassed him manipulated him into a ball, cervix closing up around his toes. Like before, his semi-lucid mind shifted into a spectator's position as Ceylon telepathically linked with him. There, he was able to communicate with his loving gryphon partner, all while maintaining a third person view of her body as she grabbed all his clothes and stuffed them in a bag. When she tossed a saddle-bag over her side, Kagero was gently reminded that he was inside her as he felt the extra weight of it pressing down against him.

The visions he saw of Ceylon cleaning up post-unbirthing were not very clear to Kagero, and he couldn't be certain if it was actually real or a figment of his imagination blended with the linking he had shared with his host's mind. It felt real, yet tangentially whimsical, not unlike a vivid dream in the final seconds after waking when it left a person's consciousness.

No matter his level of lucidity, Kagero was happy to relax his body in the floating mass of soft velvet flesh that encapsulated him, casually observing from his third person vantage point as Ceylon made her way to the front gates of the castle and launched herself into the sky.

The gryphoness flapped hard to get the lift needed to hover high above the foothills of the mountain range that housed Talba and Vaulix's castle, supplementary boosts of magic helping her to rise higher in the sky. She flew northbound over the great Cradle Lake, then banked hard west to follow the river that fed into it from high in the mountains. That river was lined with a pathway of a thousand steps to about half way to the summit of the mountain, where Ceylon's lodge home was carved into the rock and dirt there.

She did a quick and wide turn before landing on the outstretched deck that acted like a landing pad. Her wings folded on her back as she preened her chest feathers, padding into her home. Then, mere seconds later as she entered her main rec-room, Kagero was pulled from his dreamlike state amidst a flow of fluids that were escaping from around him. The slimy walls of her womb spread apart, widening as a guttural whoosh of air filled in around him, the canal from vulva to cervix gaping wide open well enough he could actually see the light filtering in around him, illuminating the glistening walls.

The powerful expansion and gape was quickly followed by a tight constriction as her walls collapsed, forcing the air out in an equally guttural squelch. The pressure made him slide and rock around inside until his feet found her cervix and were forced out into her birth canal. However, as he adjusted and glided against her velvety walls, his member remained hard as a rock, prodding out against her flesh while he was maneuvered into place.

His toes felt the light touch of the mountain air, at least until he bent his knees a bit and pressed his heel down into Ceylon's G-spot, triggering a vaginal constriction that forced him to slide back into her womb, where his cock found itself in another hole. It took him a few moments to figure out what this meant and what had happened, but given the fact that his lucidity had waned in his trip up the mountain, he had enough of his mind's power to realize that the hole he'd accidentally penetrated was the second cervix that connected to her tail's maw.

Though he hadn't been properly educated on the minute details of her biology, he did remember her saying something about both pussy and tail leading to the same place, and the tight hole he'd slipped into felt like it was made of the same tense flesh as the cervix that was squeezing his thighs together. As an archaeologist, Kagero was a well-educated problem solver who could analyze his situation, which is why he was confident with his assertion that he was mating with her cervix.

It was also why he was so turned on by that fact.

He had never been in such a position before, and the tight flesh hugged him so very well in place even as he shifted his forearms up to press out against the roof of her womb that he found himself settling into a position with his hips angled upwards. In this pose, he found his member was sliding in and out of her second cervix, her undulating flesh wall massaging him down the belly while stroking him to the base.

The pure, unadulterated pleasure of her womb pummeling him mixed with the sensual feeling of having his cock massaged by her cervix brought him to climax with ease. His entire lower body tensed up as he stretched out his legs, toes poking out from her lips into the cool air of her den. Then, all at once, her uterine walls contracted and squeezed against his body, forcing him to slip down her birth canal feet-first with his member pressed up against his belly. Amidst the sound of a gooey squelch followed by a guttural whoosh, his entire body emerged from her depths to land on his knees in her den, absolutely smothered in her fluids all with a smile on his face.

Kagero blinked and wiped the goo off his face, his vision slowly returning as the coldness of the world beyond Ceylon's womb teased at his naked body. “Why did you do that?" He asked, confused about her decision to rebirth him so soon. “I was only in you a few minutes!"

She turned around and started licking his body off, cleaning him of the gooey mess her body had left on him, speaking softly as she did so. “Can't leave you curled up and warm all the time, or the week would go by too quickly and your entire experience here with me would be wasted. No, if I keep you inside me for brief periods, you can enjoy the act of rebirth more frequently. Now, go clean up in the hot springs, Kagero. I think it might be time to get something to eat." She used the crest of her beak against the small of his back to urge him out the front door towards the warm water of the pool just beyond the deck.

A small part of Kagero desired to resist her, to play the role of a demanding partner in the wake of his rebirth given that she was treating him like her offspring, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. After all, she was just being kind to him, and he didn't want to come across in an unpleasant way to her, so he nodded and got to his feet, joints feeling particularly well refreshed and youthful again. “Will you be coming with me?" He asked, glancing back at her as he stepped towards the deck.

“Of course! And I think Leera will be as well, if you don't mind her company."

“Y-yes, I would love to have Leera come with us as well." He agreed as he hopped down into the water, feet first. Like last time, he found that the hot spring was perfectly deep for him, where he was able to stand flat on his feet with his head and neck just barely poking up from the surface of the water. Still, he crouched a bit so that he was submerged right up to his chin while he lightly waved his arms to remain stable. While in the water, he felt the remaining bits of goop dissolving and detaching from his body, leaving him fully clean and refreshed.

While Kagero was waiting, Ceylon rolled onto her side and started to lick at her own vulva, long tendril-like tongue lapping at the juices that were sticking to her black fleshed lips. Then, as she was tending to herself, Leera slithered her way out from the den within the lodge, tongue flicking gently while her chin glided across the soft wood.

“Welcome back, my dear." She cooed at Ceylon, her long snake body curling around the gryphon's haunches to flick her tongue at the folds. “I hope our guest had a pleasant visit with the royals?"

Ceylon paused her self-licking to smile and nod. “He did indeed. Seems they had to leave early in the morning to the terrestrial world so they could start their lives over, so he ended up in the castle alone. That's why I picked him up."

Leera nuzzled at Ceylon's belly fur for only a moment before slipping her way over to the edge of the hot spring off the side of the deck. “Well I'm glad you did, because I've been getting in the mood, my season starting up early this time, and I could use a filling man in me." She winked, then slipped down beneath the surface of the water, entire body disappearing into the hot spring.

Kagero could see her thick body slithering and snaking around by his feet, the image of her coils jumping and dancing through the lightly rocking surface of the water as she coiled around him without actually touching him. The tease excited him again, and though he'd recently climaxed within Ceylon's womb, he found himself once again eager to feel the embrace of one of the goddesses. “What's she planning on now?" He asked, looking up at Ceylon.

The gryphoness shrugged her shoulders and stretched, glancing sidelong at Kagero. “I don't know for certain, she doesn't like it when I prod into her mind and I respect that. Given her body language and her declaration, I'm pretty sure she wants you." She leaned in and pointed to behind Kagero, urging him to turn around.

When he spun in place – still mostly submerged – he was greeted with the vision-blocking image of Leera's massive open maw mere inches from his face. His expression went blank as he gulped anticipating her flesh smothering him in one quick gulp, but was shocked to feel her tongue lightly caressing his lips in a kiss before she closed her maw up and pecked him on the forehead.

“Silly human, I'm not going to eat you." She joked, her tail end swooping around to wrap lightly around his ankle.

He glanced around, getting a proper look at the naga's massive body that filled the hot spring, the brownish yellow patterns appearing to swirl and blend into one another as her motions made the water a bit more turbulent. “Why not? I certainly wouldn't protest." He exclaimed, eager to see if she'd make a meal out of him, regardless.

She leaned in real close to him, glancing up at Ceylon before rubbing her cheek to Kagero's, tongue flicking out past his ear. “Remember, my friend, my belly is not always a safe haven for horny humans, but my cloaca....well, it's hard to say no to any eager person willing to give themselves to it." Leera winked seductively at him, lips curling up in a smile as she flicked her tongue. At the same time, her tail reverse-slithered its way up Kagero's leg, coiling and eventually coming to wrap itself around his waist, the cloaca hovering about a half meter in front of him. Her body – and even the relatively thin tail of hers – was absolutely massive, more than double the thickness of his waist.

Even through the turbulent surface of the water, Kagero could see the bright cherry pink of her cloaca, piercing the earthy tones of the surrounding scales. He knew what she wanted, but couldn't bring himself to lunge forward at it. Instead, he glanced back in Ceylon for approval, then up to Leera, then back to Ceylon, then down at the naga's tail end wrapped around his waist. “If you're sure, then I certainly can't say no..." He opined, cradling her body in his hands and pulling her in closer. As he shuffled in the warm water he was pleasantly surprised by the soft sensation of Leera's scaled coils pressing tight against him, her entire body pinning him to the rock wall of the hot spring.

“Ssso what are you waiting for? Do you need a direct invitation?" She hissed at him as she leaned in close, resting her chin on his shoulder and nuzzling into his cheek. As she moved, her body bent and twisted to press her cloaca up tight to his belly, the ventral scales peeling back as a thin cloud of pink lubricant emerging into the water around her.

In response, Kagero gave her spurs – the tiny hooks on either side of her opening – a bit of a cradling rub before slipping his thumbs into either side of her soft-fleshed vent. To his shock, her body was actually hot to the touch, moreso even than the water that submerged them both. He could feel it in his leg as her tail coiled around it, but it was even more intense the closer to her cloaca he massaged. Curious and eager, he slipped a single hand into the middle of her ventral scales and rubbed until he felt all four of his fingers poke into her, the feeling of her flesh distinct from the water that submerged her.

“That's a bit more like it." She goaded with a sensual hiss in his ear, her body shifting and tensing to press herself up closer to him. From the deck nearby, Ceylon could be heard lightly laughing at the situation.

“You know, Kagero, it's not often you find Leera in a state of lust. We've been together for more than a millenium, and I still can't predict or anticipate when she's going to be needy like this. Do yourself a favor and don't miss this opportunity." With that, she rolled to her back and flopped her head over the side of the deck, beak agape as she looked over at both Leera and Kagero, smiling and flicking her tail all the while. “I might even have to join you, if you don't mind."

Kagero barely registered Ceylon's words, as he was distracted by the alluring image and sensations of Leera's ventral opening. As expected, given the fact that he was dealing with an utterly massive snake creature, the scales parted and stretched with ease, distending in the shape of his fist as he slipped his first arm into her past the elbow. He didn't wait or hesitate at all to bring his second hand up to do the same, double-fisting her in her cavernous vent with what felt like plentiful room for more. He looked up at Leera from the corner of his vision, then glanced at Ceylon before looking back down where his hands disappeared into the flesh of the serpent beneath the water's surface. “Do I...do I just go?" His words were minced, truncated, and ill-defined, as he was entranced by the naga Goddess.

From behind him, Ceylon used her beak and front talon to gently push at the back of the human's head and shoulder, urging him. “Dive right in, literally. Just, be careful with the water. Inhale that and you won't have a good day; make sure you are completely within her before you try to breathe again." It seemed like good and fair advice, so Kagero was sure to adhere to it.

After taking in a long and deep breath, he submerged his head in the warm water, opening his eyes to see – albeit blurry – the destination his clasped hands guided him towards. As he sloshed his fingers and arms about within her, he found her walls were secreting copious masses of her pink-tinged fluid that seeped into the water, the breathable stuff that made his Goddesses so accommodating for him. When he parted his arms, he noticed that her vaginal canal spread far enough – even without stretching the skin – to slide over his form with ease, wider even than his shoulders.

With that brisk revelation in mind, he let his feet float up off the rocks on the hot spring bed to kick off the slate wall, putting pressure on his body while literally diving into Leera's cloacal vent. Her skin slid over him with ease, gliding up his arms, swallowing his head, and coming to rest comfortably somewhere mid-torso. The warmth around him intensified as he felt her muscles lightly constrict and massage him, the filmy goo of her lady bits seeping from every pore and wrinkle of her inner folds.

Mere moments passed – less than a minute total – before Kagero felt the need to release the air in his lungs and inhale again. Bubbles of his precious oxygen passed over his body to escape her vent around his hips, likely dancing to the surface, before he took in another thick breath. Only, this time, he felt no pain or discomfort in his chest from her welcoming liquids. He wasn't sure if this was just the fact that he was finally slipping into Leera – a Goddess he hadn't enjoyed prior – or if it was just that she was horny or he was getting used to it, but he was happy with this.

One long and slow inhalation sucked up as much of her fluids into his lungs as he could, allowing him a light hint of pleasured lucidity before he felt a beak pressing up between his legs. A brief panic overcame him, as he didn't like anyone touching him there unless they were sucking him off or rubbing his cock, but he quickly calmed when he realized it was Ceylon simply using her beak to force him deeper into Leera.

His hips quickly breached her ventral scale, and her muscles contracted around his upper thighs to trap him within, leaving only his knees and calves poking out. With him joined Ceylon, the gryphoness' head prying at Lady Leera's lady bits alongside his legs and her front talons.

Another powerful clench of dexterous serpent flesh squeezed him tight, sucking him up through her canal to completely engulf him. He slid so far that he soon felt only flesh and no gryphon beak or talons on his toes. The cavernous walls lightly constricted him, keeping him snug and cozy without worrying that he would lack mobility. In fact, despite feeling like he was tightly held in place, he could actually move his hands around with ease, pressing out against the flesh with hand prints forming in her scales, like he was encapsulated in a membrane instead of snugly held in the canal leading to a womb.

This sudden shift in body was accentuated once again as he felt beak and claw poking around his feet. He kicked, instinctively not willing to share space with another, but then remembered once again that it was Ceylon, coming to join him deep within Leera's womb. His mind was already fading, going in and out between wisps of consciousness and partial lucidity. That was one thing he was finding was at least partially unpleasant to him, the feeling that he lost himself in a dreamlike state when coiled up within one of his Goddesses.

Still, he couldn't resist, even when the much larger Gryphon slid in next to him, head extended in the tight flesh between naga womb and Kagero's belly. They couldn't cuddle side by side, not even Leera was that big, yet Kagero couldn't help but coil up into a ball and wrap his arms around Ceylon's beak, the membrane-like vaginal flesh around him holding him in place as his mind once again drifted off.

While in this state, he felt a litany of various things going on around him, with many hours disappearing into the void as he was sucked in deeper, deposited and left in her womb, abandoned by Ceylon's form, tightly cradled by her coils, and eventually left to relax for what felt like days. His constant shifting to and from consciousness made it seem like he had been inside her for days, weeks, or maybe even months, as each brisk moment of deep sleep felt like the passing of another day accentuated by a brief yet elongated period of waking time.

After what felt like a truly long period of time – By Kagero's perception he was SURE it had been a month – a sudden clarity and lucidity overcame him, and he was once again completely aware of where he was, the flesh that lightly squeezed around him, the beating of the snake heart nearby, and the steady gurgle of a hungry belly. He was inside Leera, comfortably resting with his body extended – not curled in a fetal position given the nature of a snake's form – and head laying on a mound of soft tissue.

His body was slightly curled and kept firm in that position, which made him certain that Leera remained curled up with him inside. This didn't bother him one bit, as he felt comforted, cradled, and well supported. That was, until he felt a sudden flow of juices drain from around him, leaving him inside her moist depths without the comforting bed of fluid within her.

Kagero knew what this meant, and he didn't wish to resist her at all. He was, once again, being reborn from his naga Goddess.

With a powerful lurching sensation, her muscles constricted, contracted, and squeezed against him, forcing him to slide feet-first once again through her birth canal headed for her ventral scale. The softness of her flesh around him felt absolutely wonderful gliding along his skin, so much so that he couldn't help but grow a bit firmer in the loins, his member lightly prodding out even as her passage squeezed it to his belly.

He didn't climax, as his passing through her depths was too brisk an encounter, and he didn't have a hair trigger – though he often feared he would in such a delectable situation. After another brisk yet intense contraction of flesh squeezing tight around him, he felt the gaping exit of her vent peel back from his feet, leaving him to feel the slightly cooler chill of the air beyond her depths.

Part of him naturally wanted to reach out and claw at the vaginal folds that quivered and rippled around him, but she timed another contraction that kept his arms squeezed tight against his chest. He did, however, bend his knees and part his legs for more stability once he'd felt that part of him pass through her. This proved to be ineffectual, as he was smothered in her lubrication and her scales were both soft and slick thanks to her rebirthing of him.

When he wiggled his way out, he collapsed in a ball just outside of her cloaca, nestled in between two of her coils. His eyes remained closed, as he was trying his best to maintain that feel of being smothered with her sensual vaginal flesh. This didn't last long, however, as he quickly realized that her entire body was slowly heaving with each and every breath. Upon opening his eyes, he was greeted with near pitch black, sensing only the faint outlines of her curled up body in what seemed like a dim cave.

From one damp crevice to a dark cage. Such was his very generous luck.

He was, however, quickly apprehended by two lightly glowing emerald eyes accentuated by the light teal tinge of mist around them. It was Leera, having stirred from her slumber in the wake of Kagero's rebirth. “Did you sleep well?" She asked, flicking her tongue so that just the tips lightly caressed his beard.

“I think so?" He gurgled, before coughing up some of her fluids and wiping his face off. He then laid back down and nuzzled into her scales, rubbing his palms against each diamond-shaped bulge. “I hope you did, as well."

She nuzzled into him and gave his shoulder the gentlest of nips, her sharp teeth tugging on his flesh without piercing him. “Ceylon is waiting for you on the main deck, I'd love to host you for longer but I need my own sleep and it's been quite a day."

Kagero didn't quite know what that meant, so he nodded, then glanced around curiously. It wasn't until Leera tilted her head to what looked like a gentle incline behind her that he realized that she was guiding him towards the exit. The faintest hint of light was coming down from above, like a heavenly display of Godly guidance.

After clumsily crawling over Leera's tightly compacted coils, Kagero eventually made it to the foot of the incline. He may have been ready to leave, since he was summoned by his goddess Ceylon, but couldn't help turning around to give Leera one last smile and wave. However, when he turned, he found she had shifted her body into position that her head was right next to his, her piercing emerald eyes within hand's reach. He reached out to cradle her cheek, only to have her lean in and nuzzle his with her tongue flicking over his ear.

“Go, she waits for you." She urged, lightly pushing him towards the incline.

“Okay, sorry. I'll go, but I don't want to leave you."

“It's fine, I'll be here and you'll see me again. Don't wait." She smiled and slowly pulled back into her mass of coils, where she nestled in and her eyes disappeared into herself.

Kagero knew that this was one of those situations where protesting and insisting upon farther action would have been ill-advised. Instead, he gave a meek wave and padded his way up the ramp. On the second level above Leera's den was Ceylon's, with a nest in the middle, shelves around the outer rim, a cone-shaped dome roof, and a massive window looking out and up into the night sky, where Kagero could see the stars and moon shining down upon him. Though he enjoyed the location, he knew that he had been inside Leera for too long, and his time in the Cradle of the Gods had come to a close. He needed to seek out Ceylon.

He made his way past the bed and dressers to find a door that led to the outside, where he saw a wisp of Ceylon's signature black and white patterns, with the light brown highlights. She was sitting on the deck that extended high above the slope of the mountain like a landing strip. As he stepped out onto the wood from inside the den, Ceylon turned and spoke.

“Have you enjoyed your time here so far?" She asked, a gentle trill in her voice.

Kagero nodded with a smile, crossing his arms over his chest to shield himself from the light winds that coaxed a wave of goosebumps to spread across his body. "I have, yes. Thank you so much for bringing me here." His mind did wander a bit, remembering all the different ways he'd enjoyed Ceylon's body.

"I am glad." She responded with a nod, her blue eyes glowing similarly to what Leeras had in the dark den of their home. "But I do have some unfortunate news for you."

His heart sank; he'd heard that warning before, and he knew that bad news truly meant bad news given Ceylon's expression. Curious, he stepped forth to stand next to her on the deck, looking out over the valley. "What's the bad news, Cey? It can't be too bad, can it? I mean, you don't deal in bad news, right?" He let out a hearty chuckle, feigning confidence.

Her eyebrow raised as she turned to look at him. "Well, I wouldn't truly consider it to be bad new, more like ... unfortunate. As I'm sure you realized, your time within Leera's coils lasted a bit longer than I initially anticipated. As of morning, your time here will be concluded and I will have to take you back to your crew in North Kerolioa. They have been worried about you, concerned for your whereabouts."

"Makes sense." Kagero acknowledged, shaking his head and sighing heavily. "So if that's the case, what was all that talk of keeping my sessions with you brisk so that I could enjoy more of them throughout my time here? You made it very clear that you were doing things the way you were in order to avoid this very issue."

Ceylon nodded, smiling as she did so. "You are correct. I did say that, and I meant it. Thing is, Leera is not me, and I cannot control her desires or needs. She wanted you, and she wouldn't let you go for a few days and there was nothing I can do about that. Besides, when she wants something, I will twist myself into a knot to give it to her, as she can get cranky if she doesn't get her way." She paused and chuckled. "And her positive moods come so infrequently and last so little time that I wouldn't dare deny her in one of her rare periods of desire."

Kagero shrugged and laughed a bit, only to pause when he felt the cool chill on his body again. He knew Ceylon was right, and he accepted that fact, but quickly tried to find a way to turn the situation around on the gryphon goddess, having found what he felt was a loophole. "Okay, okay. I see where you're coming from, sure. I get that you can't control your mate, I can respect that, but you can keep me here for another few days to make up for lost time, can't you?" He broadly grinned, making it clear he was joking while still seriously hoping that Ceylon would consider his perspective on the matter.

To his chagrin, Ceylon's joking mood was fading and her visage morphed into something more sincere and dire. "In theory, yes. I could probably manage to keep you here a few more days, but there are a few factors you are not considering here. I do not fault you, as you couldn't really know or understand since I have not provided you with the information you need to know, but I will happily explain."

"Please do."

"When I convinced the others to allow you here, they agreed to one full week. No more. While I could probably defy their request to limit your time here, I do not intend to create strife between us. I'm sure you can imagine what might happen if they and I disagree on matters concerning the Valley of the Gods. Would not be a good idea to go that route. Furthermore, I have to admit there's a bit more in regards to the bad news I must share with you." She paused to gauge Kagero's reaction, which seemed vested in interest. "But another term and condition of bringing you here was that I would agree to dissipate your memories of this place."

His eyes went wide. "What? Why?"

Ceylon extended a talon to rest on his shoulder. "We have remained in secret in these mountains for literally more than 1200 years now, and we remain elusive due to the mystery associated with our place of respite. Regardless of my level of trust in you, we cannot have agens of the terrestrial land knowing about our existence here. We wish to remain creatures and entities of lore and mythology, not beings of ultimate power that reside in the tallest mountains of the largest nation."

"S-so I won't remember you or my time here?" Kagero stuttered, not entirely sure how to take that information. "If that's the case, then what was the point? I would have only my memories to assure me that this place is real, and if you take that from me, then I'll go back to how I was before."

"Not quite." Ceylon assured him, wrapping a wing around his shoulders to pull him into a warm hug that protected him from the chilly winds. "The process I intend to subject you to will return you back to your old ways, but it will not completely eliminate your memories of this place. When you are reborn in the terrestrial lands, you will feel as if you've woken from an extended sleep, and your memories of the Valley of the Gods will be as wisps of memory garnished from the remnants of a fading dream. You will remember this place, and you will recall the events of our interactions, but it will feel ethereal, like you imagined it. It will be a powerful fantasy to your mind, one clearly defined and powerful, but a fantasy nonetheless."

Kagero gulped again, eye twitching a bit as he sighed. "O-okay. I guess that will have to do, then." He was, of course, quite disappointed, but he knew better than to resist or contest the decision. Even though it was unfortunate and a little saddening, the logic was sound and he had no desires to create any conflict between himself and the goddesses he revered so deeply. "So what exactly is the procedure that you're going to do to me in order to haze my memory? Do I at least get one final time to explore your body before we do that?"

Ceylon flicked her ear and looked down at him with a cocked grin, feathers standing on end to floof out. “Well, it just so happens that the procedure I have in place is in fact achieved through one final passing through me. Care to guess where you may be headed?" Her tail curled up and slipped between his legs, caressing his member from below.

A wide grin spread across his face as he came to realize where he might end up; her tail was tipped with a maw that could gulp him down with ease and that sounded absolutely wonderful to him. “Might it be...this?" He asked, reaching down to cradle the bulb of Ceylon's tail poking forth from between his legs.

She shook her head. “I'm afraid not, my dear. Maybe one day, some time in the future, but not today." She said in an apologetic tone. “But I do have another thing in mind for you!"

“Oh? Do elaborate!" Kagero encouraged as he grabbed her wing and held it around him for warmth. He could feel his loins stirring as he anticipated what she was going to offer him.

The massive gryphoness pulled away and turned to face him, her massive body standing majestically at the end of the deck as her wings spread out behind her. “My dear, Kagero, you will end this trip as you desired from the day we first met, in my belly as part of me." She squatted down to all fours and gaped open her beak, showing the glistening fleshy sides wrapped around the firm keratin and teeth, showing an open gape through her gullet and down her neck to her belly. It looked, to him, both appealing and a little dangerous.

At the same time, he couldn't help but ponder her word usage. “Part of you?" He asked, while still getting down to his hands and knees to crawl forward to her lower beak that was resting on the wood of the deck. “What exactly do you mean by that? You're not going to...end me, are you?" The thought made him shudder in fear, but his knowledge that Ceylon had no interest in hurting him gave him the courage needed to ignore it and anticipate crawling into her gaping gullet.

“I could never end a worshiper such as you, my dear. Just trust me, and I'll give you the closure you need to return to your life after your time here." Ceylon shook her haunches and kept her throat and belly and chest all level on the deck, waiting for him. “Go on, my belly is yours to explore, but do yourself a favor and don't go until you are ready, because once you descend into me once again, you will not come back out until you are once again a changed man. If you wish to take a moment to enjoy the view, explore my home, or reflect on your time, I will be waiting here." She remained in place, with her beak open wide and body flat to the wood.

Kagero didn't know how to respond to that, so he glanced around to get a good and proper look at Ceylon's mountain lodge, relishing in the clear skies and the cool blue light that illuminated the valley below. The allure of Ceylon's gaping beak was powerful, but he did think he needed some time to think before his time came to an abrupt end.

In an odd way, it felt like he was accepting death's embrace, like he was coming to peace with the end of his life. He wasn't going to die – he trusted Ceylon to know that he was not comfortable with that thought – but it still felt like an era in his life was about to come to an end, like his consciousness was going to conclude before being reborn. The surreal nature of his emotions at this point made him a little too nervous and uncomfortable to do anything, so he simply stood in place as the cool wind whipped over him, teasing the hairs on his body to stand on end.

One last time, he turned and enjoyed the look of Ceylon's home, trying to take in as many details as he could that he might retain some knowledge of it when back with his companions. The lodge home seemed simple from the outside, with a high-peaked dome at one end housing both Ceylon and Leera's dens, with a flat-walled rec room lining the side of the cliffs accented by thick golden brown beams. The entire lodge was built right into the cliffside, with a deck extending out from it wrapped around a hot spring at one end with a long pier-like protrusion on the other side that acted like a landing strip.

Near the hot spring, a waterfall cascaded over the far end of the lodge, coming down from what he presumed was a volcanic hot spring higher in the mountains. Right in the middle by the big sliding doors that accessed the living room and dining room of the lodge, an ornately lined stairway that made it's way down the mountainside in order to lead to the valley below.

Kagero's eyes trailed down the wooden path, which ended in what looked like a tiny fishing village in the valley's bed next to the massive lake. Opposite Ceylon's abode across the lake and nestled in the mountain range lie Talba and Vaulix's empty castle, where he'd spent the night a few days prior. Then, on their side of the lake, a blue-tinged wood with one absolutely massive 1000 meter tall tree with an intricate and fancy looking home built into the branches, a home that Ceylon had said belonged to Godfather of Alchemy Ilorek and Goddess of the Mind Valencia.

Another light gust whipped at his hair, and he conceded that it was time to finish up his trip. “I'm ready." He said, glancing over his shoulder at Ceylon.

“The power is in your control, do what you will when you are prepared to end your time here; and remember, once you disappear into me, you will not be returning to the Cradle. Understand?" She cautioned, piercing blue eyes staring at him with heartfelt sincerity.

Though he had no desire to end his time in the Valley of the Gods, he knew that the longer he waited the less time he'd be able to gradually explore Ceylon's gullet before his mind dissipated. If he kept gawking at the admittedly gorgeous landscape that spread out before him, he wouldn't have time to cuddle and nestle into her soft flesh before his time ran out. He opted to relish every second of his time with Ceylon, so he got to all fours again, and crawled towards her.

As he got close, her beak opened once again, the muscles and flesh of her maw stretching and elongating even as her throat gaped open, welcoming him like an automated temple door. He couldn't get over the thought of imagining Ceylon as a living temple, much like the ones he would explore and unearth in his terrestrial life.

With a tentative hand, he reached forth into Ceylon's open beak, pressing his hand down against her wind pipe and tongue-sheath, relishing her warmth and moisture. For a brief moment, he couldn't help but equate Ceylon's open maw flesh to that of a snake's – or more precisely Leera's – as it mimicked the twin rows of teeth lined just within her lips, a windpipe, and a tongue sheath. Ceylon's upper maw had four rows of teeth, all of which he quickly found were just as sharp and pointy as any snake's, as he lightly plucked at it with his fingertip.

“Is this safe?" He asked, upper body leaning into her open maw and knees on the ground just beyond her bite range. Bits of her pink-tinged saliva dripped onto the back of his neck and ran over his body to moisten him with her fluids.

From her windpipe came her answer amidst a series of subtle muscle contractions and convulsions. “It is safe. If I didn't care for your safety I would have swallowed you up in one gulp."

Simple enough. Forward Kagero pressed, extending his hand to slide down Ceylon's gums and into the relatively snug passage of her gullet as her throat squeezed around his wrist, her tongue slipping out to tickle his belly. He glanced up to see her rows of teeth just above him, and it gave him only a moment's hesitation and reluctance before he brushed off his concern and went for it, all at once.

While on all fours, he leaned into her and took a few tentative steps forth, gently prodding at her throat flesh with his fingers to make sure he had enough traction and control to not slip and fall onto her rows of pointy teeth. Her lower beak seemed oddly malleable, and her teeth were spread far enough wide that he could easily get both of his knees in there without stabbing himself, but he still needed to be careful.

Once he was sure he had the footing he needed, he slipped his knees up to rest in the flesh on either side of her tongue sheath and windpipe, kneeling in place as he sat on his ankles. A wisp of hesitation washed over him again, but then he shrugged it off and curled his toes against the curl of Ceylon's beak, using that for grip as he extended his arms into her gullet and pushed his way into her, belly flat and headfirst.

Her soft flesh constricted around him and held him in place as he slipped into her gullet, the gape giving way to a snug passage that squeezed him in waves starting with his hips, sucking him in deeper. His toes curled in on themselves, squishing in Ceylon's saliva. Kagero wanted to look back, to get one last longing look at her lodge home and the world around him, but her gullet flesh had completely closed around him, smothering and holding him in place to keep him from moving. He did briskly attempt to crawl backwards out of her gullet, but soon found that her muscle contractions were holding him in place and her backwards-facing snake-like teeth kept him from risking it.

After conceding his place as her meal, he relaxed and nuzzled into her throat flesh, only to feel gravity shift around him and have him slide effortlessly into her crop – a looser pouch of her digestive tract at the base of her neck before passing through her powerful avian breast muscles. There, he stopped and curled up into a ball, wondering what had happened.

Then, as though Ceylon had read his mind, her voice came telepathically to him. “Kagero, my son. This will be the last time we speak to one another, and I feel it is important you know what's in store for you in my belly. Your final moments within me will be confusing, but not painful, I promise you."

“What's going to happen to me? Please tell me so I know." He thought back, yet he heard his voice in his mind as if he had spoken it.

“When you are gulped back and pass into my belly, you will soon have your consciousness rescinded as your body melts and dissolves. You will not be harmed, I feel the need to assure you, but your body will be no more, at least for a brief period of time. Your essence will be absorbed into mine, as your body will, but you will not perish. Instead, I will tend to your soul within me until I am ready to reform you and your body into an egg, which will be laid and given to Palusa for her to care for. As I explained before, you will only remember your time here as if it were part of a dream, but Palusa has already been informed about what she can expect."

He squirmed a bit, not sure how to react to that. “So what does that mean? Can she tell me what actually happened? Why can she know but I cannot, wh-"

“Kagero. Please, halt your inquisitions." She snapped at him with a stern but caring tone. “You will remember your time with me before our ascension to the Cradle of Dalon, that time you slipped into my bowels. To your mind, you fell into a deep sleep and will be waking within an egg. Palusa is permitted to know what happened because she did not come to the Cradle, and as she did not get that privilege, she will maintain her memories. I'm sorry, Kagero, but it's time for your dream to end."

With that, Ceylon arched her head high and gulped heavily, silencing Kagero's protests as her gullet opened up to deposit him in her belly. He slid with ease through her throat, curling and splashing in the fluids within her stomach. There, he adjusted himself to sit upright, even as he felt her body lurching and shifting around him. She was moving to a more comfortable spot, but so was he, as he pressed out against her flesh, getting comfortable.

Before he could speak or respond, he brought his hand up to touch his cheek, only to find that his fingers had all been dissolved into stumps, yet as promised he wasn't in the slightest bit of pain. In fact, he felt like he was half asleep, and the entire experience was a dream even as her walls clenched and churned the fluid around him, gurgling and groaning while pillows smothered him from every angle.

Though he tried his best to resist and maintain his consciousness for as long as he could, his will was no contest compared to Ceylon's, who had him losing all sense of touch and physical existence within mere minutes of having been deposited into her.

His senses slowly dulled to nothing, where he could neither feel or hear anything happening around him. Everything went dark when he was smothered by her gullet flesh, but it grew even more existentially blank once he had dissolved into Ceylon's ethereal form. HE couldn't smell, he couldn't taste, just nothing.

Yet he still felt alive and well. He existed, but had no concept of time, space, or being beyond his own thoughts and the wispy images of a thousand others like him who had shared this space before. He could feel, emotionally and mentally, but not physically. At least that was until he got jerked out of his eternal slumber.

As Ceylon had promised, she had absorbed Kagero's mind and body both into her own, thus using his flesh to fuel her own for the better part of two days before reforming him in an egg, depositing a bit of her own soul into it with him to feed him, having fertilized it with his essence.

The following day, with a massive, meter long egg in her, Ceylon returned to Kerolioa to visit Palusa without the company of the rest of the gang. Ceylon spoke with the pegasus mare Palusa alone, away from the others, as she explained what was going to happen. She would lay the egg, and Palusa was tasked with keeping it warm even in the chilly cold of the north. Luckily, spring was in the air and the shell was thick, so she could literally put him in a warm room next to a fire or just plop the egg right down on a pile of glowing embers, as long as no physical fire was licking the shell.

Naturally, Palusa was eager to please her goddess, so she did as she was told even under the threat of scrutiny by the other archaeologists in her crew. Ceylon did keep an eye out over the developing situation, giving Palusa encouragement as she played the role of mother hen to the massive egg, and Ceylon herself had to eventually intervene when the others considered destroying the egg – not believing Palusa's claims that their missing leader Kagero was curled up inside it.

Ceylon simply told them that, through an ancient ritual, Kagero had been left in the egg, and it would take another week to hatch. She didn't reveal who she was – A goddess of transformation magic – but she did display shows of magical prowess before bestowing a threat of violence against anyone who dared to harm the egg.

The crew agreed, and cared for the egg for the remaining week before the first cracks formed in its shell, a human hand bursting forth from the gooey mess within to reveal itself to be Kagero himself, reborn and groggy from his time as an ethereal mass.

Upon emerging, he squinted and rubbed his eyes clean as he surveyed the area, confused and groggy. “Guys, where am I?"

As promised, he remembered nothing.