Reincantra PoV
I turned my gaze from one large book to another, swapping from one story to the next as I watched the words inscribe themselves onto the starry paper, the ink blazing bright before leaving behind an void black letter, the actions of the two separate women slowly filling the pages of the gigantic tomes available to them.
Two very different stories, two very different women, and yet they were both beneath my purview; one was a hopeful who had prayed for a new life, had prayed for a certain way of life that many say they would like but really wouldn't be able to accept, whilst the other was a misfortunate who had her life snuffed short.
Both held an equal amount of promise for a story of such grandeur and elegance that I couldn't help but take them both as my charges, to grant them the honor of being recipients of my attention and my power.
I loved them both equally, even if their lives were drastically different...
One was a hedonistic killer who struggled to accept who she was, who struggled to maintain the life she thinks she wants even as those around her show her the life she craves, whilst the other was a hedonistic nymphomaniac who lived only for the carnal desires of any kind, even if she tries to swear she only desires the brighter sides of lust.
I turned my attention towards the latter, my lips curling into a smile as I muttered "Astra... such an interesting woman you are. Someone I never expected to find, really... It wasn't the words itself that confused me upon our first meeting; many claim they want to experience the dominant love of an Orc, or wish to sink into the softness of a Cowkin, but few could truly accept those realities... few are really willing to go as far as you did for those desires...
That was what surprised me. You offered who you used to be so that you might eventually thrive as someone new. The you before was so, so different from the you that I am currently watching... Did you expect that? A clean wipe of the slate resulted in such a beautiful change... I was surprised by your wish."
Stroking the pages of the far more filled tome that held both versions of Astra, I glanced to the side and chuckled as I saw the smaller, yet equally thick tome of the second woman who had captured my attention.
"Astra certainly had a much more interesting start, and had such an entertaining beginning, but you have so much more to give, don't you~? Yes, I am curious to see the story write itself for you, my adorable... ah, what do they lovingly call you? 'Murderpuppy', correct?"
Giggling at the title she had been given, I leaned back and picked up Astra's book, my eyes perusing the words as they were written and slowly peering deeper into the book, to the point that I could watch what was happening.
It was simply a lazy day for her - such a contrast to her peer in the other book - and it was one filled with something I was certain the real her would have eventually fallen in love with as well.
My cheeks darkened though as I watched, and I felt my slit grow damp as the pale skinned, violet haired woman that I had become so fixated on was smothered by a larger, stronger brown skinned woman, the two large antlers and the amused smirk on her face as she made Astra bounce on her lap making me wonder just how alike the previous Astra and this current one would feel in this situation.
This Deerkin - Rhefia - was no Orc, that's for sure, but the woman was blessed with a strong, dominant mind that rivaled most Orcs, even if her physique didn't.
Compact muscle and a penchant for technique over sheer prowess was what separated them, but Rhefia was certainly someone who would scratch the itch of any woman craving a dominants harsh touch... as well as the gentle, loving aftercare that made the pain so worth it.
My hand slid down between my legs as I watched them, my fingers finding my clit as I began to play with myself, my own pale cheeks darkening further as I guilty began to pleasure myself at the sight of one of my favorite charges getting her wishes granted.
Sperm flooded her womb and clung to her insides with that familiar, incredible stickiness that made me shudder, my mind dredging up the thoughts of my last time experiencing that wonderful, all encompassing warmth as I watched Astra get pushed onto the bed and mounted by her wife, who began to fuck her hard from behind.
That cock was magnificent for a mortal, and I shivered as I drew closer to the two mortals, watching them mate closely as I masturbated to the sight, moaning softly as Astra's face was pushed into a pillow while Rhefia slammed her hips into her ass, making it ripple so seductively as she pumped my charge with that fat cock.
Something most who were blessed by Areseta had, and something that had once been the root of its own set of stories; a set that I kept in my own... personal collection to read and reread whenever I wanted, much to the chagrin of the Goddess herself.
Feeling someone draw close, I extracted my mind from my book and blushed as I stared at the black skinned, red veined woman staring at me with a raised brow, her eyes roaming my Boyd before stopping at my cunt as she asked "Really, Reincantra? What got you horny this time, hm?"
""Areseta!""
My embarrassed shout was mimicked by Serenata, the silver haired Goddess who was just as shy as ever, even if she was one of the more... well 'kept' Goddess' to have ever existed.
Something Areseta made sure of after their first century of lovemaking.
Glaring at the black skinned Goddess of War, Honor, and Massacres, I huffed as I laid my book to the side, summoning a pair of robes that only flickered away as she waved her hand, smirking at me some more.
"Come now, I came to see the stories of my own dearest followers... and one of whom is currently seeding one of yours, no~? So how about..."
Pushing Serenata forwards, Aresata grinned at us both lustfully before baring her own body, making us both gulp as she cooed "We recreate some of their stories, hmm~? You, me, and Serenata, right here, right now... We can talk later about the... 'turbulence' coming their way, right?"
My eyes dropped to her thick, pulsing penis that drooled that delectable nectar, before I looked towards Serenata, wondering if the shy, yet adamant woman would allow her wife to partake in another.
"I-If big sis Reincantra wants... w-we can have some fun... t-together..? M-Maybe..."
Her cheeks grew red, and my own followed shortly after as she leaned over and whispered something to me, something that made Areseta grin as she joined us on the bed, her gigantic cock slipping into my womb as she made love to her wife and I, sowing her seed deep inside us both.
All three of us embraced passionately, and without much surprise a new, thin book appeared inside my unending library, filled with the words that would do no justice in describing how Areseta fucked Serenata and myself into a stupor, leaving us both sprawled on the bed pregnant with children.