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Intimate Goddess Worship 02: Pleasant Pledge

Kagero had quite the interesting time explaining why he was alone at the temple, wearing only his khakis and a shirt while being covered on slime. The best explanation he could think up for his companions was that he'd slipped in the mud and had to clean himself in a nearby stream. Furthermore, he explained away his presence at the temple overnight as his personal quirkiness. He liked to do his own thing, and was known among his companions as being somewhat silly and quirky. Nothing wrong with that.

After the confusion and curiosity died down, they gave him a spare set of clothes and went to work at the temple.

Work was long and quite boring at first, since they were just clearing the marble slabs free of dust and vegetation to help restore the ancient ruins as best they could in order to get the most knowledge from its design. As hallowed grounds, they were careful to give only the utmost care and attention.

Though the team felt that it was just for the sake of being careful with the decrepit ruins, Kagero was being especially careful to be respectful to the gods it represented, even going so far as to reprimand Veiron when the canine's claws scraped on the heavy marble slab in front of the altar.

“Be careful, Vei." Kagero warned as he got down to a single knee, brushing away the dirt to ensure the marble hadn't been scratched. When he was sure of the sanctity before the altar, he stood back up to look Vei in the eyes. “Just, make sure you don't do that again. Be mindful of your claws; this place is sacred."

The others chuckled a bit at him as they went about their work.

Coudie And Alabenne – the male and female felines – were actually up on the slanted outer walls of the temple, responsible for gently plucking the vines and weeds that were digging their roots into the shrine. Their dexterity and flexibility afforded them much more freedom when exploring and tending to such delicate work. They didn't talk much, though. The two of them took their orders, did as they were commanded by Kagero, and collected their pay.

Their passion may not have been at the same level as Kagero, but that didn't mean they weren't good at their work.

Veiron, on the other paw, was the opposite. He was a student hired on as an apprentice or intern from the Grand Yelfrecian University, not yet soured by years of cynicism but a little clumsy. Kagero had hired him for his passion and strength – Some times large rocks needed to be moved – but he was something of a liability when detail work was needed.

His passion and unyielding desire to help made him a great pack mule but little else.

Yeshoi was an interesting case of being more valuable to the team than one would expect. She was a government official working for the Arrenthen parliament, and she was here to make sure no codes were violated, but she also had an interest in ancient cultures and the preservation of historical sites, so she was quite valuable in tweaking the rules a bit to get the expedition a boost when it was needed, which was invaluable when dealing with such sensitive remains.

She was mostly seen scouring the skies, high on her wings to keep an eye on the horizon in case of a sudden turn of weather or one of the jungle beasts seen prowling through the vegetation. A consummate lookout.

Finally, Kieran was the other male human who had joined Kagero on a couple of his expeditions. He had been there ever since the Farragouth Two-Timing, and had stuck by Kagero's side ever since. He was in many ways Kagero's friend and ally, certainly worth sticking around.

He was also the one who seemed to have the best luck when it came to unearthing secret ruins or passageways, which was made evident when he started calling out to the others while in the alcove carved into the side of the temple next to the altar. “Guys, I think I found something!"

Kagero hopped over the altar itself to join Kieran while Veiron did the same, his claws once again digging into the stone. Kagero rolled his eyes and ignored it while Coudie and Alabenne remained on the walls of the temple, tending to their duties.

“What is it?" Kagero asked, brushing his knees of the dust from when he was checking Veiron's claw marks.

Kieran pressed his finger to a small circular groove in the temple wall that had a series of angular lines splaying out from it in nearly a spider web pattern. “Well, I think this is a sort of trigger. When I touch this button here, I swear I can feel something coursing through me, like a very gentle and subtle shock. You try it." He took his hand from the circle and guided Kagero to it. “Can you feel it?"

Surprisingly, he could. Kagero felt a slight tingle and the tensing of his muscles as he pressed his finger to the wall.

“I felt it when I pulled away, like a sudden jolt of electricity. It felt like I was being grounded, and pulling away initiated some sort of static shock. Kind of brilliant, if it's set up the way it's supposed to. If I trail my fingers along these lines, I can feel the flow of energy getting stronger and stronger, but the lines are a complicated maze as it goes out from the inside button. If I go in a wrong direction, the flow stops and I have to start over. The object is to touch all of the five radial dots in sequence without missing a single pathway."

Kagero kept nodding, taking in every point his companion was giving him. “So it's a maze? Just a game of memory?"

“Precisely, and I am quite certain I know how to navigate it now. I was about to get to the end, but then felt it would be best if you were here with me to see what happens at the same time. Should we rally the others?" Kieran suggested, glancing up to see Coudie and Alabenne.

“Yeah, totally! Wouldn't be fair, ya know?" Veiron insisted as he panted, hands on his hips and tail wagging excitedly.

“Well, I'm not sure it matters. The cats are here for cash only and Yeshoi is out on a scouting mission. No time to pause for progress, you know?" Kagero countered as he brushed the wall of some of the dust, eager to watch as Kieran used his fingertip to navigate the maze.

“If you say so. Here I go." Kieran dusted his hands off on his khakis before pressing the button in the middle of the groove-maze, dragging his finger through a series of tricky curves and lines until his finger touched the button to the left, which made it glow a pale teal. “See what I mean?" He continued on along the path until the second and third buttons were also lit up the same gentle teal, leaving only the bottom one left to be touched.

The more he looked at the pattern of the grooves that were around the epicenter of the middle button, the more Kagero thought it looked like the splaying cracks of a window that had been punched, and the thought of some fool punching the stone slab of the temple made him laugh.

“Just a few more and we'll be at the end. Are you ready?" Kieran asked, but continued dragging his finger without waiting for a proper response. After another few seconds, he pressed the final button and had it ignite a glowing teal. All four of the radial buttons – top, bottom, left, and right – were all glowing, and the line along the grooves that Kieran's finger followed lit up, showing a crudely drawn visage of a gryphon.

A deep rumbling reverberated from under their feet as the massive slabs that made up the arch way next to them parted and rotated, exposing a slight slit between the doorways as sand trickled down from above, only to have the moving parts come to a grinding halt.

“What happened?" Veiron asked, a meek whimper in his voice.

“It would appear the contraptions either are too old and decrepit to work properly, or the ademane fueling it has run out. Either way, at least now we know how to get inside without excavating!" Kieran exclaimed, pumping his fist to the sky.

Curious, Kagero slipped past his two companions to peek inside, trying his best to see inside the temple. Problem was, the opening was under an awning, and very little sunlight could get in. He grabbed his flashlight and shone it inside, but the slit was so narrow that he could only see a bar of light illuminating the depths in a simple line at any time. He couldn't make anything out and he couldn't even shove the flashlight inside without scraping at the walls of the door.

“I have this." Veiron assured them both as he grabbed either side of the twin doors with his massive hands and pried them apart.

Kagero went to protest this barbaric show of force, only to be shocked when the doors slid open with relative ease, parting wide of its own accord until the entire entrance under the awning was open and inviting, giving the three of them easy access inside. He quickly shone his light inside and gaped his jaw open in awe.

All three of them tentatively stepped forward, focusing on the treasures within. Inside, there was one large hall with the same carved 12 pillars that were outside depicting the Godfathers and Goddesses of their respective disciplines. As he walked down the hallway, he shone the flashlight at the base of each pillar and read their titles out one at a time.

Talba Ebonoldty, the Hippogryph Goddess of the Lands.

Luero Venosa, the viper dragoness Goddess of the Seas.

Satsierra Xyrei, the Saurossin Phoenix and God of the Skies.

Vaulix Arraidama, the Cockatrice Godfather of Curation.

Ilorek Rovairre, the Hippogryph Godfaher of Alchemy.

Leera Ssevarine the Naga Goddess of the Body.

Valencia Freyens the Bachier Goddess of the Mind.

Olfrin Stormfin, the Nolse God of the Physical.

Yelena and Sanfrit A'Runa, the Ciennic Godfather and Goddess of the Elements

Keran O'Merone, the Jysarian Godfather of Unity.

And last but not least, Ceylon A'Merone, the Gryphon goddess of Transformation.

Each pillar had behind it a small alcove with what looked like heirlooms related to each and every one of the individual Gods, Godfathers, and Goddesses. Unfortunately, it was too dark to see anything in great detail unless a light was shone right on it. Luckily, there were wick-lanterns everywhere that were currently not lit – because of course they weren't lit, the temple had presumably not been opened in decades or centuries. He flicked a match and ignited the first lantern closest to the door, expecting it to burst into flames with ease.

In a move that took him off guard but shocked him, that first lantern blew a trail of fire out from its one side that lined a groove in the walls over each alcove, connected to another lantern in between the pillars, then continued doing the same thing from one to the next around the room until over two dozen lanterns were illuminating the temple down either wall.

“Well, that was easy." Kagero joked as he whipped the flame from the match and tossed it into the lantern. Kieran and Veiron were both behind him staring in awe as the shadows of the pillars danced against each of the respective caverns. “You should probably go get the others. I think we hit the mother lode here."

Kieran agreed, so he quickly darted out to call to the others, urging them all to come from whatever it was they were doing in order to look and see what they had found.

Inside, Kagero was met with the most wonderful of sights. When he slipped around behind the first pillar – the one with a carved image of the Nolse God Olfrin – he could see what looked like an entire set of armor for their species. There were two different mannequins with the upper and lower armor pieces on them, each specifically crafted with overlapping, somewhat soft and malleable material to bend with their form. On a shelf, a pair of what looked like a metal-rubber hybrid of overlapping plates. So awesome.

He tapped gently at the armor, testing it for durability and found it to be surprisingly malleable and firm – as though it was just forged days before. “Interesting." Kagero muttered to himself before slipping out of the alcove to the main hallway. When out in the open, he could see Coudie and Alabenne both staring in awe at the various artifacts, with Veiron and Yeshoi behind them. Kieran was inside, looking at the plate-scale armor for the naga known as Leera.

An overwhelming sense of joy and discovery overcame Kagero, so he sidestepped behind the pillars to glance inside the next alcove. This one had a massive set of armor made up of what looked like gold and red metals with jewels encrusted on the breastplate. There was a massive sword and shield made of steel but covered in gold coating that was chipping off due to wear. The shield had a metal front and a red-wood back for durability and weight. The armor still looked mostly new, like it had seen a single battle and been put into the temple. A quick glance at the back of the pillar in front of the alcove told him that this set belonged to Talba, the golden-brown hippogryph Goddess of the Land.

He let out a gentle squee before lightly touching the rubies that were right where the nipples would be on the armor, giggling like a lunatic as he heard the others shuffling around to look at the other displays.

Before he could move on to the next alcove, a thundering boom cracked outside the temple. All six of the explorers stopped what they were doing to glance out the entrance to the temple and saw that the clouds above were moving fast and quickly growing dark.

“It's an omen!" Veiron whimpered as he gently put the sword back that he was fondling. “We should leave this place."

Alabenne scoffed at him and laughed, her long tail flicking behind her. “Don't be a fool, the Gods don't care about their old temples. It's just bad weather." She paused to look at Coudie, then Kieran. “That said, if it's going to start raining, we really should get out of here and come back when it's dry. Probably not a good idea to be in here during a storm in case it gets bad."

“Agreed." Kieran nodded. “We will come back when the rain dies down. Come on guys, pack it up, let's get back to camp."

Coudie, Alabenne, Veiron, Yeshoi, and Kieran all slipped out of the alcoves they were in and quickly darted up the stairs, eager to get back before the storm hit. Kagero remained inside, eager to keep looking at the artifacts. “I'm actually going to stay and do some inventory. Might as well get something done, right?"

Yeshoi chirped at him and smiled, her beak chattering. She was turned to look down at the pathway between the pillars between the upper level by the door and the lower level with the many alcoves. “Well, you know we're not far from here. Be safe." With that, she and the others quickly exited the temple to disappear into the forest. A moment later, the skies opened up to pour a heavy rain on the jungles.

“Alone at last." Kagero mused, happily returning to the alcove next to Talba's. This one looked like it was armor made up of wood and leaves, with the metal plates being replaced with overlapping bark, the feathers being replaced with...ferns? There were ferns growing out of this piece of armor. Curious, he glanced back at the pillar to see it was supposedly Ilorek's alcove. No armor, but an odd suit that might have been for decoration or for ceremonial reasons. It didn't look like it had any practical use in battle, unlike the other armor sets that he'd seen so far. More curious was the seemingly live fern that was splayed out from the shoulder plates. He touched it to test it. Yes, the vegetation was real and live.

This didn't make any sense, the electric contraption that kept them from entering was broken and only half-worked, the door was jammed partially shut, and the outside was left decrepit and run-down. How could it possibly be that the armor was in such pristine condition, and the leafy cowl of Ilorek's armor was still alive and in remarkably good shape?

Secret passages. There had to be some sort of secret passageways leading into and out of this temple that only the Gods themselves knew about. Maybe they tended to this location? Ceylon had met Kagero here, so he knew that at least she visited from time to time.

Ceylon. What a gorgeous gryphoness. The thought of her and the flashing memories of their last encounter together made Kagero smile and moan a bit, his member pitching a tent in his khakis. He wanted to believe that the looming storm was in fact an omen of an incoming goddess, and that maybe Ceylon would return to...punish him? No, he didn't want to be punished, he wanted to be rewarded for his loyalty and admiration, yet here he was desecrating what might be a tomb. This temple could be anything to them, so maybe they made it so hard to enter with a reason.

He hung his head as he started to shuffle towards the entrance, only to be distracted by the shiny glow of some silver armor on the opposite side of Leera's alcove. As he glanced over, he saw what looked like proper fluted armor meant to fit a gryphon. A Gryphoness, even. He could see the overlapping plates that would have lined her spine, as well as a helmet that curved over her skull while leaving a swept-back opening for her ears to maintain a sleek figure while flying or fighting.

Over to the side of the alcove, next to the armor, there was what looked like a dresser with a series of three drawers. Though he'd self-expressed his own worry and shame about being so nosy about the Goddess' belongings, he couldn't help but open the drawers to see what was inside. The bottom drawers were quite boring, with straps and leathers for the armor. It wasn't until Kagero opened the top drawer that he found something that made his khakis grow tighter than before.

Nestled among a series of wispy ribbons of silk and velvet was a black-marble dildo the shape of a gryphon's member. Barbed and tapered tip, ridged length, and six lobed knot carved and polished to a fine lustre with veins of white marble laced throughout. Curious, he rubbed a finger against the sharp-looking barbs of the tip to find it to be quite pleasant to the touch.

The shaft that connected the tip to the knot was bigger around than his forearm, and ridged with what looked like ribs along its length. He slid his fingers down the underside of it to imagine what that might have felt like to a gryphoness , only to be torn from it by the sound of crashing thunder followed by a thud in the temple above him. Strands of sand trickled down around him from the ceiling, indicating that something had hit the side of the temple itself.

Wind had been howling alongside the torrential downpour, so perhaps a tree had been blown over. Naturally, he quickly darted up the stairs to emerge into the pouring rain, nearly slamming into the side of the altar with his gut before turning with a hand over his eyes to protect his vision from the rain.

Atop the very peak of the temple was Ceylon, curled up and staring down at him as the rain soaked her fur and feathers. It wasn't a tree, but the Goddess herself, here to punish him for invading her privacy. Instantly, he fell to one knee and mumbled an apology. “I'm so sorry!"

She stood up on all fours, digging each of her claws into the stone on either side of the temple roof, spreading her wings wide as she glared at him. A moment later, a crack of lightning split the sky behind her, then the rain stopped almost instantly, clouds parting to let the sun streak down over top of her glistening form as droplets of water trickled off her wing tips and dribbled over the side of the temple.

Kagero gulped heavily as he stared at the goddess, eyes wide and mouth hanging open. He had absolutely no idea what to say to that. Did she stop the rain? Was that the depth of her power? What was she thinking? Was she angry? So many questions swirled in his mind that he found his lips mouthing words but no sound coming out.

“Tell me, Kagero, why did you feel the need to rifle about in my belongings?" She bellowed. She didn't seem angry, but her voice was commanding and loud. More curious than anything else.

“I, I mean, I, didn't, what?" He whimpered a bit as he backed away from the side of the temple, his rump pressing hard against the side of the altar.

Her wings were still spread, so she leapt off the summit of the temple to glide down towards him, doing a little bit of a circle around him before landing opposite him on the other side of the altar. She shook her wings of the rain water and floofed her neck feathers out as she turned to stare over her shoulder at him. “Well? I know you saw it. What did you think?"

He blinked and gulped hard, trying to remember what all he saw. Rather than respond to the obvious question concerning her personal belongings, his mind wandered back to the wood and leaf armor. “I am curious, that's for sure. How is it kept so pristine for so long? The leaves, I mean."

Ceylon clicked her beak and smiled, rolling her eyes and chirping gently. “Not that, Kagero. The gryphon dildo. I know you were fondling it. Would you prefer if I had something like that attached to me?"

He quickly shook his head with a blush. “N-no. Not at all, I like you the way you are, I am not in any way interested in...those." He muttered, referring to cocks. Though he had admired the craftsmanship of the toy, he had no interest in knowing more beyond that.

“What a shame. Because I am known as the Goddess of Transformation. If you were ever curious, I could make the changes necessary to pleasure you in that-"

Kagero cut her off mid sentence. “I'm not curious, and I'm not interested." He shot in a curt tone, only to immediately feel guilty enough to make him lower his head and apologize. “Sorry."

She moved around the altar towards kagero, her steps brisk and dainty with her tail sweeping around wide behind her. She lowered her beak a bit to nuzzle at Kagero's side, prodding under his arm as she chirped. “Oh, you don't have to be sorry for that. Not everyone is as flexible as I am." She slid past him, brushing her entire side over his rump before snaking her way up onto the altar before him. “I understand that. Being around as long as I have has opened my eyes wider than you can ever imagine." The gryphoness turned and hopped down with her front talons on the ground with her hind paws still on the altar, rump in the air and tail raised so that Kagero could get a glorious look at the shiny ebony flesh between her rump cheeks.

He gulped and backed away a bit, angling his hips to hide his arousal. He didn't want to come across as some perverted follower of her kind.

“You know, I am impressed. Not many people meet me and refuse to share that information with their friends. Most of the time, when I meet my admirers, they go back to their friends and family, bragging about a divine encounter. You, on the other wing, haven't said a thing to the others." She stepped away and turned, once again hiding her rump end from him while she placed a single talon on the altar as though it was a dinner table, her tail tip flicking back and forth behind her. “Why not?"

Kagero's mind was still on the brief image of her dark skinned vulva as he answered. “Nobody would believe me. I am a scholar with a reputation to keep in tact, if I start raving and ranting about a divine encounter, people will think I'm crazy. Besides, my memories of my time with – and in – you are my own, I don't want to share you." He blushed and lowered his head, still meekly looking out at her to gauge her reaction.

She smiled and gaped her beak a bit. “Well that makes me feel all warm inside! So you wouldn't ruin my mystique for a bit of attention? Even with the crowd you have here? If anyone in all of Dalon would believe you, it'd be the wolf, wouldn't it?"

“Oh skies above, no! I'd never do such a thing to you! Why would you think that? No, I respect and admire you too much to taint your image!"

Ceylon chirped again and brought her second talon up onto the altar, crossing wrists with the first as she looked down at him with a smile. “Well I'm glad to hear it. I really am. Who knows, maybe I'll have to reward your loyalty somehow?" She raised her eyebrows and flicked her ear at him before turning and walking down towards the end of the platform between the Pillars of the Gods, her tail raised and swishing to expose her sex while also wafting a gentle hint of her scent at him.

Luckily for Kagero, he was hidden behind the stone altar so she couldn't see how excited he was getting. He took in a gulp of air as his heart pounded in his chest, his eyes unable to pull away from her under-tail.

“Like what you see?" She cooed at him before turning and plopping her rump down on the stone of the temple's plateau. “Well, I think I may just have to give you a better look. Seems almost a divine crime to leave you all anxious and needy over there while I'm over here, equally needy." She winked and smiled, tail curling around her haunches on the ground, the end of it peeling apart to show her three tail mouth jaws.

Kagero was on the cusp of answering in the positive when he felt a tugging on his shirt. He looked down to see that an invisible force was yanking on the buttons, carefully un-threading them from the holes that kept the shirt on his chest. He grasped at the fabric in surprise but found that to be fruitless. A moment later, the same invisible force yanked his clothes off his arms, leaving his entire upper half exposed to her. The air was still cool due to the storm that had passed, so he felt himself shiver as his arousal was doused a bit.

“Why so shy? You've been in me once before." Ceylon chirped at him, her eyes glowing blue as a trail of teal mist snaked out from her eyelids.

Before Kagero could properly contemplate what was happening, the button of his khakis twisted and popped open, the zipper yanking down to expose his underwear. He cautiously stepped out of his shorts as that same tug yanked his underwear down, leaving him wearing only socks and boots. Shy, he covered his crotch with both hands, only occasionally glancing up at Ceylon as the gryphoness padded her way to the other side of the altar opposite him.

She raised her head high and glanced down over the stone slab to see his nearly naked form as she licked her beak. “You know, if I wanted to I could untie those boots for you, get you fully naked, but that might not be the most comfortable for you, so I insist you take care of that yourself, hm?" Her ears were raised high, the points flicking gently in anticipation.

“Y-yes miss." He agreed, bending down to one knee and hurriedly untying both boots, kicking them off in a pile alongside his other clothes. When he was ready, he peeled his socks off and left them in the heap with the rest. Now fully naked, he stood tall and took in a deep, shuddering breath against the cool moist air of the temple. He wanted to know what to do next, but felt he knew the answer, so he moved around the altar, careful to not step on any rocks.

“There we go, see? No need to be shy. Your Goddess is here, so tell me, what is it you plan on doing to revere me? I'm sure you can think up a thing or two." She got to all fours and leaned into him, brushing her beak across his cheek as a deep rumbling purr emanated from her chest.

He closed his eyes and pushed against her neck, feeling the warmth of her feathers smothering him. His first instinct was to nuzzle at her, bringing both hands up to caress her shoulders and neck as he pushed his nose deep into her plumage. He could feel the warmth of her flesh tickling his cheeks as the vibrations of her purring reverberated against his chest and hands. It was a wonderful sensation to him and he didn't want it to end. A deep mumble bubbled up from his chest. “My Goddess."

Ceylon chirped, putting a temporary end to the purring, as she curled her neck down and around to nip gently at his hair, preening it as she would a lover. She gave a kind nuzzle and peck, running the curved beak tip through his locks, finishing up at the base of his neck, tickling the goosebumps out of him. As she felt his skin tense and grow bumpy with pleasure, her purring started back up and she pushed her rump end sideways towards him.

Kagero didn't want to release his touch from her body, so he slid his hand down over her shoulder and under her wing, fingertips pushing on between her feathers and against the base of her wing-shoulder. He could feel her body shudder in delight at his touch, so he dug his fingernails into her and gave her a tender massage along her flank.

In response, she leaned into him and opened her wing, wrapping it around his back and shoulders to hold him close, squishing his head close to her side so he could hear and even feel her heart beating and throbbing against him. Her deep breaths were a calm and steady surge back and forth against the human's bare chest, her ribs pressing out against his hands and cheek.

“My goddess." He whispered under his breath, slowly sliding his way back towards her rump, walking his fingers down his flank and nuzzling cheek against feathers and fur. He could feel her form twitching in response to his every movement, the drumming of her heart picking up its pace. Kagero felt the need to please her, to show his appreciation, and to offer himself to her body, so he kept his fingers walking around her shapely rump until his tips were pressing against the tiny crevice between tail and cheek. Instantly, she arched her back and lifted that tail up, exposing the moist sex beneath with a soft wafting of her scents.

A gentle trill rumbled in her beak as she shook her form, wings twitching and slowly spreading apart in anticipation. It was clear she was excited, due to the dip in her lower back and the angle of her long, curled tail up over her torso, the tip resting heavily on her shoulder. She let out a grunt as she shifted her weight, clit winking and spewing a thin strand of her fluids down her inner thighs to splat on the stone near the altar.

Kagero smiled and pushed into her, leaning against her side while also pressing against her rump, keeping her from bowling her over with the shift of her weight. He tiptoed back a bit farther towards her rump, sliding his fingers in between her cheeks and prodding at the soft flesh of her damp, velvety lips, coaxing a gasp out of the large gryphoness. Her reaction made him smile, so he slid sideways with his chest and cheek sliding along her furred backside so that her sex was in his view, and only his one hand was resting on her hip.

She glanced back over her shoulder with beak agape, smiling and nodding her approval as she twitched her spine, arching back upwards and pushing into his touch. “My loyal follower, don't be shy. I'm ready for you. All of you." Her sky blue eyes seemed to twinkle before she winked a seductive invitation, once again parting her hind legs and clenching her pelvic muscles to wink her clit and spray a thin stream of creamy fluid down his chest.

He gulped deep, muscles tensing and body freezing in place against her touch. His fingers were still tentatively resting within her slit as she clenched, the pressure nearly forcing his digits from her. Once he regained his composure, he took in a deep breath and used his middle and forefinger to rub at her walls, caressing the tender flesh above her clit, massaging at her depths while also coating his fingers and palm in her slick fluids.

His member was at full mast, standing at attention while he focused on her warmth. He sloshed his digits within her, sliding them up and down as her walls clenched and a cacophony of wet squelching sounds sputtered out from under her tail, spattering tiny droplets of female arousal onto his beard and chest. The sudden and intense combination of sound and taste and smell made him shudder in delight before burying his face between her thighs, tongue plunging into her cherry pink depths and beard tickling at her clit.

Ceylon twitched in delight, cooing a gentle pleasantry. “Oooh? Oh!" She chirped, body twitching with each exclamation. Her pleased vocalizations slowly descending into a grunt as she pushed back, relaxing her muscles and wagging her hips to have her sex slowly part and wrap around either side of Kagero's face, the vulva spreading to engulf his visage.

A muffled moan escaped his lips as he rubbed himself deeper within her sex, only to pull away enough to see the gaping cherry pink walls undulating in his absence. He slipped both hands into her on either side, parting her lips as far as they would go before burying his face back inside, shaking his head from side to side and nuzzling deeper with every motion. To his delight, she arched her back and squatted a bit to part her legs, descending onto him with enough pressure to force her folds around his entire head.

He let out a bit of a shocked squeak, but was silenced as her tender walls smothered his open maw and nose, the muscles quivering and parting to slide over him, the vulva lurching forth and squeezing around his neck as the clit winked and spat more of her creamy fluids down his chest. While inside, he nuzzled at her depths and rubbed his cheek to her sensitive spots, relishing the sensation of her engorged g-spot increasing in texture and pressure against his jawline.

To his utter delight, he could feel her body twitching with every motion, coupled with the glorious throbbing of her heartbeat pulsing against his ears. He brought his hands up to rub at the back of her thighs, caressing at the fur and coaxing her into further riding him. She grinded down at his head, the firm bulge of her rump cheeks pressing down on his shoulders as she gyrated her hips against him. Naturally, he smiled and pushed in deeper, happy to have her walls smothering him, seemingly sucking on his face to pull him in deeper.

Though he was standing straight up and she was squatting, he had no problems keeping erect while she leaned back and bent her hind legs, applying pressure to his shoulders to hold him in place as though she wanted the rest of him inside her. He was certainly willing to offer himself to her depths, but hadn't enough time to give any approval before her muscles quivered and relaxed, her walls relaxing and sliding over his shoulders in one fluid motion.

The pressure and sudden lurch of her form pinned both his arms to his sides, straightening both elbows so that his forearms were crossed over his belly and resting against his inner thighs while his thumbs twiddled at his manhood. Her flesh squeezed him tight as he felt a twitch near his midsection as her clit winked and squirted a strand of gooey fluid down his belly and against his member, the warmth and moisture coaxing an eager twitch and hip thrust from him.

Before he had time to react to this or touch himself, he felt her form lifting off him, the clenched muscles nearly lifting him off his feet before releasing and letting him regain his footing on the cold stone of the altar. He relished the sensation of her velvet walls sliding up his body to rest just below his shoulders, followed by another powerful lurch as she squatted down, enveloping his form to the hips. He let out a muffled grunt into her depths as he felt his face get pressed tight against her cervix, her clit winking and lips clenching around his midsection at the same time, the faintest tip of her vulva caressing the tip of his cock.

His hips bucked forth to press himself against the crevice between clit and pussy as her sex squeezed him and held him in place. Again, she slowly pulled off him – leaving him soaked in her fluids from the waist up – before slamming down deep enough that he could feel his face pressed against the opening to her womb. Again and again, up and down she slid her pussy against his body, using him like a dildo as she squatted and stood in a steady, rhythmic pattern, pausing at each squat to grind her hips to his as her lips caressed his belly and lower back.

Kagero wanted inside her. He wanted to have her sit down with all her weight and consume him into her womb. He wanted to curl up within her, feeling his toes disappear into her as her lips closed shut on him, keeping him from leaving until he was good and ready. She didn't quite do that, but kept bouncing on his forms until his knees gave out from the pressure and his building excitement.

With one final push down onto him, he felt himself fall to the ground, the pressure of her walls forcing him into a heap on the cold stone.

She chirped in surprise before lifting her rump end up and looking down at him through her legs, head flipped upside down. “Is everything alright back there?" She inquired, head cocked to the side but still upside down.

He mumbled and moaned a bit, broad smile on his face as flows of her gooey lubrication dribbled down his head, neck, shoulders, chest, and arms. He nodded and rubbed at himself a bit, unable to form a proper word for her.

“That's good, because I'm not done with you." She warned before having her tail curl downward to wrap around his hips, lifting him to his feet. The open maw of it peeled the petals away to expose the tooth-lined jaws, like a snake in a coil about to eat its prey.

Rather than be intimidated or scared, Kagero's first instinct was to lean into the three-jawed maw, rubbing his cheek against the lines of tiny teeth, only to have them retract into the soft, fleshy gums. He tried to bring his hands up to caress the lower chin of the three jaws, but found the coil of its length was holding his arm to his side. Rather than struggle, he kept leaning into it until it pulled back, sweeping around and latching onto the back of his head.

“If you want to be within me, you should....find another entrance." Ceylon cooed at him as her tail pushed him towards her rump. The meaty, fleshy circle of flesh was pulsing and throbbing as it glistened with the splashes of lubrication that had been splattered there with every one of her thrusts.

He immediately gravitated towards that rump hole, bringing both free hands up to caress its soft rim, smearing her fluids all over it before sliding one finger inside to have its snug opening squeeze around his digit. She was so clean, so pristine – as any goddess should be – so he had no problem leaning into her, smooshing his face against the doughnut, extending his tongue to taste her.

Much to his delight, her ass end tasted as sweet and tart as her pussy had, but he needed to apply more of her self-lubrication to her back door, knowing full well that part of her wouldn't be properly prepared unless she decided, consciously, to do so. As the Goddess of Transformation, she could easily change any part of her – at least according to legend – but Kagero wasn't willing to test that theory on her time. Instead, he cupped her massive clit in both hands to give it a rub, coaxing fluid from her depths that he could bring to her rump.

He pulled his face from her pucker and brought both soaked hands to her hole, smearing the viscous bodily fluid around the rim, then into her soft walls as he inserted one whole hand inside her. The motions loosened her rump, leaving her to whimper and twitch as he sideways rubbed his palm against her walls, coating the soft inner flesh with as much of the lubricant as he could. One hand after another, he slipped into her pussy to collect more of her juices to smear on and in her tailhole until he could go no deeper, resulting in him being shoulder deep in her back end, cheek squishing to the rim of soft flesh.

Kagero smiled and licked at that soaking, slicked, velvety rump skin before bringing his second hand up to join the first, parting her anal lips with a wet, squelching whoosh as air entered her past his face. Her muscles immediately clenched to force it back out, her pink inner walls squishing out to meet his lips in a gentle, loving kiss, followed by her shifting her weight and arching her back to raise her rump above his face and slide down over his head again, like her sex had before.

A smile spread across his face as he dove into her bowels, hands up and extended outwards into her rump, the angle easily allowing her pucker to slide and shift over his elbows and shoulders and squeeze around his upper body. The muscles twitched in waves, massaging him and pulling him in deeper as the tail twitched above him, slapping the underside of it to the small of his back and coating him with copious amounts of juicy mess down to his own soft rump cheeks.

Like with her pussy, she started to push down and have her rump flesh slide over him, slowly enveloping every inch of him down to his hips. The gurgle of her depths was a pleasant, all-encompassing sensation that reverberated through his form, accented only by the fluttering throb of her heart beating nearby. He nuzzled into the wrinkled flesh of her bowels, pressing cheek to slick walls as his hands splayed out a bit to widen her passage, giving him plenty of room to move and writhe about within her.

Suddenly, he felt her body shift and lift up, but this time her rump muscles didn't let him go. Instead, he was lifted up off the ground so that his legs were left flailing and kicking about in the air. While he was trying to find footing, he felt the soft feathers and fur of Ceylon's tail maw rubbing against his foot-pads, wiping them clear of the rocks and stones and dust that he'd captured from the stone of the altar.

To him, this meant she was inviting him in. Surely she didn't want pebbles shifting about in her gut, so she was prepping him to disappear into her digestive tract! The thought made him squirm a bit, rubbing his hips to hers and finding the soft folds of her sex quickly and easily enveloping his member. Though he didn't want to open his eyes within her, he felt the need to gasp at the sudden warmth of her vulva caressing his manhood.

An aggressive, powerful wink rocked her body, squeezing muscles around his midsection and member both. A squirt of viscous fluids splashed against his legs, dribbling down past his knees to land beneath him on the stone. While he was pleasantly enjoying his predicament, he felt the jaw-petals of her tail maw smother his calf, sucking and squeezing as it held him in place. He used the stability form it to push into her, both with his pelvic region and upper body. His arms were writhing against her soft inner flesh, elbows pressed to her walls and face buried in her bowel folds as he nuzzled at her.

Her form shifted again, belly lowering to the ground and rump raised high so that his head was aiming down. He knew that deep down inside, this meant he was about to slide through her rump cheeks to disappear into her bowels fully. He smiled and kicked against the tail that held his calf, hoping to gain the proper momentum and leverage to force himself deeper. To his surprise, her muscles quivered and loosened, allowing his form to slide into her as her backside swallowed him.

He kicked and wriggled his form to feel his body snaking its way into her, the angle and pressure pulling his member from her sex to rub against taint and slip into her backside along with the rest of him. Once her meaty doughnut swallowed up his hips, he slid right in with one gentle lurch, legs disappearing into her as his face slid past her bends. The path of her guts had him curling up in a ball to tug his feet in with a wet squelch followed by the grinding and gurgling of her belly and the twitch of her muscles pulling him deeper with every other heartbeat.

Kagero was content, having disappeared fully into her depths. He could feel her form shifting around him as she got to all fours. To his surprise, he heard her voice speaking to him in his mind.

“Are you comfortable, my dear?" She asked, voice sounding softer and more caring when broadcast telepathically.

Though he wanted to respond, he lacked the ability to communicate back, so he simply nodded and curled up tighter within her, rubbing cheek to her flesh and licking her inner folds.

“I am glad to hear it. Tell me, if I were to grant you one wish, what would it be?" She slumped down onto her side and lowered her wing to cover her bulged belly, shifting form of Kagero writhing against her abdominal wall as she flexed her pelvic muscles.

Again, he was unable to answer back, but he did think the answer to himself, declaring his desire to stay within her for as long as he could. He was warm, he was comfortable, and despite the walls and fluid that smothered and soaked him, he felt he could breathe properly. His quest to this temple had come with a need for knowledge and research, but now he was meeting the object of his idolization in the most intimate way. He need not anything else from her.

She chirped and laughed, body tensing up again before answering. “Well, I can give you what you seek, at least for now. Comfort, knowledge, understanding. It will be yours, but in exchange I want something from you.

Anything for you, my goddess.

Before the though had fully formed in his mind, he felt something burrowing its way through her twisting bowels to clench at his foot, squeezing tight and pulling. He resisted and tried to keep himself from being yanked from the comfort of her depths, but she was slick and he couldn't get enough grip to keep the tendril from pulling him out...