"I see, the elf worships her," I said, tangling my hands in the elf's green hair. She nodded and gave another firm lick all the way along the bottom of my shaft to the very tip of the head before releasing me from her warm mouth with a loud wet plop.
"Her last form was of a great tree, the size of a mountain, and her power was the source of nature. Her roots could shake the world to its core. Then a tragedy happened where the humans, with the help of an evil undead dragon, killed her, burning her and using what's left to craft powerful artifacts."
'Oh, now I get it.' I smiled, the dots were connected. Leaf thinks that I'm the avatar of the Great Mother because of the world tree inside me. But honestly, I don't think she's too far from the truth. I'm not the avatar of this Great Mother, but the mother of her child. The world tree inside me is the avatar of the Great Mother itself or maybe something even greater than her.
"N-Not bad, that's some interesting info, my dear daughter." I couldn't help but groan in pleasure as Leaf chose to start worshiping and sucking the shaft. The way Leaf worshiped my cock was beyond beautiful. The way her tongue would dance on my skin was driving me crazy, not to mention her speed and sloppiness. It's as if Leaf knew how to suck cock better than me.
"It's my duty, Great Mother," the wood elf hummed as she went to town on my balls. The only sounds were the suction, kissing, licking, and me groaning like bitch in heat.
"Keep going," I demanded, throwing my head back with a moan and shoving half of my shaft down her mouth, suffocating her with my massive girl cock, not giving her a chance to take a breath. The hot, tight feeling in my balls warned that I was about to blow, and there was no escape.
"Fuck, you suck my cock so well!"
My entire body went tense as I pushed all the way into her, keeping my member buried in Leaf's throat. The elf, like a good little cock sucker, began massaging my balls and tried to get me as deep as possible.
"That's my good girl," I sighed, moaning loudly, watching the scene below me.
With the sensation of Leaf swallowing more down her throat and rubbing my sack with her soft hands, I couldn't contain it any longer. My dick was shaking and pulsing so strongly that the elf felt it in her mouth.
"Good slut," I groaned. I could see a wet patch between Leaf's legs forming, coming from her love hole and her new horse cock that never took a rest from leaking. She was having fun like me, and the excitement grew as she tried to increase the rhythm, giving me more pleasure.
"Ahh, that's it! Swallow my cock, Leaf, and cum, don't waste a drop, AHH!!"
Then, I blew my load with the first long, hot stream of cum directly into her throat and waited to feel her swallow my tasty sperm and try to get more. And that's what she did, drinking, choking, and spitting it back out. A sticky white trail ran from her nostrils and mouth as Leaf's lips never let go of my rod.
The thick liquid spurts leaked out of her lips like lava from a volcano, dripping down on Leaf's chin, neck, and chest.
"Here, drink," I moaned, pressing the back of her head and letting my meaty girlcock shoot the hot cum directly down her stomach as much as it could fit. After several seconds, my orgasm faded, and my balls went limp, giving me time to observe my art.
"Keep everything that you know about me between us, am I clear?" I said, removing my cock from her sore and hungry throat, looking at the hot, nasty mess that Leaf became—a breathless mess of spit, precum, and cum on her chin and dripping off her boobs. A hot, sexy mess.
"Yes, G-Great M-Mother," the elf barely had the strength to respond. She just kept swallowing and playing with the cum, sticking her tongue out and letting the ropes of cum land on her chest and face, turning her green skin into a beautiful, erotic sight of art.
"Be a good girl and I'll reward you," I smiled, sliding my cock over her cheek, then pressing and teasing her inverted nipple with the head of my meatstick. Leaf stared back and did nothing as I began walking to the door.
"I'll be back tomorrow or the day after. Take care."
"Of course, Great Mother," she whispered, her eyes glistening like a little cum-loving bitch. I bet she'll gladly present her own body to me after finding out that I'm connected to her Great Mother.
"Good." With one final glance at her and her chest and stomach covered with my essence, and her horse dick twitching and still hard, I closed the door, teleporting to my home.
...
"Haaaah!..." I let out a long sigh, feeling the steam of the hot water massaging my shoulders. "How I missed this feeling."
I was in my tower inside a massive, round bathtub that I built in my administrator room. After teleporting home, I quickly checked on how things were in the new village that Rhea and Fenrir were building.
I don't have to be smart to know that Lilith's divine protective barrier would last only for two years, and before that happens, I'll have the entire forest under my rule. From what I understood from Leaf, humans are the biggest threat to me—two strong kingdoms, one in the north, the other in the east. However, Leaf's information isn't too reliable, since she lived in isolation for more than one hundred and fifty years.
"Oh... they reached this far already," I mumbled to myself, inspecting the progress of the hunters inside the nightmare tower. Most of them had reached the fourth floor; only Fenrir had successfully reached the fifth floor.
'Hmm... not bad, amazing progress.'
The only reason why he was the first to reach the fifth floor and bypass Scarlett was that he took his time on the lower floors, exploring and familiarizing himself with the maze structure. He even found a few hidden chests with amazing loot.
As for Scarlett, she was struggling to navigate the maze. Slaying every monster in a single AOE attack has its drawbacks. She could have used the monsters as a way to find the boss's room since the path that leads to the boss contains the most numbers.
As for the rest, they somehow managed. Death began to occur on the third floor, and by the fourth floor, half of them were gone. But with the respawn function, they could just keep going.
"Nice... no one has given up yet," I said, a prideful smile on my lips, seeing the determination of my kids to conquer the tower. "I need to set more floors for them."
Opening the tower's interface, I saw a notification in the top corner. Opening it, I saw the entire history of everything that happens inside the tower, from when my kids first appeared on the first floor until now—all the loot, monsters killed, deaths, and newborn monsters.
Zarka gave birth to a male hobgoblin. Searching for him, I found that he was transported to the hidden room I built in the empty space of the tower. I set the boss room only for Zarka, so her kid doesn't have the right to be there.
"I should give her more time with her son," I said, smiling and trying to change the room's setting to allow the hobgoblin to be with his mother. That's where I found something intriguing.
The only 'real' tower is my own tower.
What I mean by that is that the Nightmare Tower runs on an instance-based system. To make it simple to understand, right now there are one hundred and one instances in the nightmare tower, and only mine is the real one.
Zarka in Fenrir's instance was a copy based on my instance. The tower simply takes my version, scans it, and then creates a duplicate of it for hunters to challenge. So what happens here doesn't have any effect on the instances of the others, since Zarka was the only fifth-floor boss. Because of that, her kid has no place in the tower yet.
"So that means Zarka and the others won't experience the deaths at the hands of the hunters." I sighed in relief, realizing that.
I still cared about the tower mobs as if they were my own children, and in truth, they were—I gave birth to them—but I had that thought in the back of my mind because of their origin as creatures created only for the tower's purpose.
"Oh!... so this is how it works." I raised an eyebrow, discovering that the Hobgoblin race was unlocked as a tower mob.
"Nice! With this, I can start working on the remaining floors."