Stabilisation

New Eden Throne Room

The new Goddesses stood in silence, surrounded by the audience chamber of priestesses looking on in awe as the colourful titans inspected there new robes and enjoyed the pulsing power that made them visibly glow. The new Matriarch stepped to the front of the large audience chamber, Deep green robes flowing around her as she turned to address her new sisters. Sarah spoke softly, taking into account the presence of the small priestesses who had been sitting silently around the large room.
“This new state of being is a little overwhelming I must say, and we should establish some ground rules before we adjourn our little ascension ceremony.”
As the Matriarch spoke, Fiona, The recently appointed Goddess of War, Whose pent up desires could no longer be contained, blazed red, Skin burning the same colour as her robes as she vanished from sight. Sarah instinctively looked over towards Cassi, her face etched with concern. The Goddess of Wisdom took the mental queue, and her eyes sank into deep blues as she stared out where Fiona once stood. “Help me Sarah” she whispered under breath while holding a distant focus, Sighing to herself Sarah's eyes flashed green as she followed Cassi’s power out into the cosmos.

Planet Atraxis, Battle of the Great Planes

Galian pulled his spear from the screaming man he had just impaled before turning back to the shield wall, The barbarians that sought to sack his home would all die on this spear line. , but they had terrain and skill on their side. His unit was renowned from sea to sea for their ruthless efficiency, a lesson these barbarians were learning in good order. His commander screamed the orders to advance in line, a clear sign that they finally began to drive the hordes back, Raising his spear in a battle cry his men surged forward pushing back and routing the disorganised foe.
 The sky flashed red as the battle crested over the tipping point into what soon be a decisive victory, Just as Galian gave the order for the routing charge a massive vortex of flame crashed down into the battlefield. Scorching both armies indiscriminately, The captain quickly began trying to reform his charging men, trying to wrap his mind around the new element when the vortex vanished, leaving in its place, a colossal red-robed woman crouching on one knee. She must have been over a hundred feet tall, In front of him her huge leather sandal rested on where his elite had just been charging, he could see the mashed limbs and rivers of blood seeping out from under the giant footwear. The titanic woman's head turned towards him with a wicked grin on her face. She was beautiful, her thick black hair and perfect face however her eyes were blazing with the fires of hell, striking him to his knees in submissive fear. She spoke with a sultry edge to her voice as she looked down on his prone form. “Mmm Yes, You are what I need to satisfy me” Galian could feel the liquid run down his lead and the enormous fingers extended towards him, long red fingernails that looked sharp enough to impale him outright moving towards him at speed. Just as they got to him, they stopped moving, light blue energy wrapped around the outstretched hand like tendrils of power holding the titan back from him. The vast woman stood against a wrapping of blue energy around her arms and throat. Choking in a rage, she raised her foot, scanning the ground for something to crush, bringing it down on a group of Archers her powerful leg was halted as it tried to crush down, This time green energy vines wrapped her leg and torso. Both armies stood in wonder as the giant woman was pulled from the ground, screaming and cursing in a language they had never heard, before vanishing in a splash of colourful mist.
 As Galian looked around the battlefield he could see that her arrival alone had done significant damage to his forces, The horde was slowly regrouping on the far side of the field, and this time, they didn't have the strength to stop them, The battle would soon be lost, His people would die.

New Eden Throne Room

The Two Goddesses let their eyes fade back to their usual colours as Fiona dropped into the throne room in a heap, She was visibly angry and glaring daggers up towards Sarah. The Matriarch glared down at the arrogant woman and resumed her previous speech. “We Should and Will establish some ground rules before you start terrorising the universe, This is not to say you cannot or should not enjoy your power as Goddesses, Only that you agree to certain rules to avoid disrupting the balance” Looking to Cassi, Sarah motioned for her to explain the most fundamental restrictions. Cassi projected a series of colours into the room to aid with her presentation. “We are a Pantheon of Fledgling Goddesses, According to my new understanding, There are certain feats, essential to creating and maintaining our universe that cannot be achieved individually, For example, Creating new worlds is a skill beyond any one of us” The colours scattered leaving only Cassi’s blue light forming a tight sphere floating above them. “I have the power to bring together worlds. They would, however, be baron wastelands until Sarah blessed them with life” The image showed a layer of green magic settles over the blue rock as the sphere slowly rotated. “This would create a world, This would eventually become a planet we can use although the process would take millennia, In order to speed this process up, We would need to weave a destiny for the world, shepherd it towards a purpose, For this, we need a Goddess of Destiny, which we currently do not have.” Purple light flowed into the image, and small cities sprung up all over the surface. “Until we have agreed on the way to develop new life, We should try to be restrained about the amount of life we do take. I purpose 'no complete planet destructions' until we have established a full pantheon at the very least.” Alyssa visible gagged at Cassi’s proposal and barked a retort in harsh tones, not caring about the tiny priestesses who cringed at the overbearing volume. “NO PLANETS! I’ve been waiting for decades to get my legs around a whole world and now you’re proposing to ban it!” Sarah raised her hand to silence Alyssa, “It’s only a temporary precaution while we get ourselves established, The universe doesn’t even know we exist yet, and we can't replace those we take” The vote on the measure was passed with Alyssa and Fiona attempting to veto the motion but were overruled 3 too 2.

 Sarah raised her hand to the middle of the room, motioning for her sisters to place their hands on hers. “Now, we need to divide the temple, Visualise with me and let's shape our New Eden” The other Goddesses placed their hands on hers and closed there eyes as she walked them through her vision. “This will be the central throne room, where mortals may come to petition us, Our thrones will sit around the edge of the circular rooms with the mortal doors at the traditional mortal height of one inch between each of our feet. They will walk to the middle of the room on a slightly raised platform to await our acknowledgement.” The priestesses that had been watching gasped audibly and started moving around as the huge room they were in began to glow, shifting and changing to match the Matriarchs vision, The huge circle of titanic goddesses in the middle of the room standing motionless as their world morphed around them. The priestesses soon found themselves scattered around the huge sandals of the Titans as they moved from morphing walls and vanishing seating. One of the priestesses who was standing at a good 4 inches tall made the mistake of leaning against Goddess Alyssa’s foot. She didn't get a chance to respond as the huge sandal moved from under her and then rapidly replaced itself on top of the woman, pinning her but not killing her. Sarah moved on to describe the next sections of New Eden, The large hallway would run around the throne room and Goddess sized doors would lead through into each woman's domain, They would create eight large living spaces, one for each of them and one to share as a social space. They were reserving one for the Goddess of Destiny when she ras found. Sarah spoke further as the sounds of large marble stone slabs sliding and slamming echoed around them. “Beneath the floors of our Eden, The priestesses will have comfortable living spaces and tunnel systems to move around safely. Below the priestesses systems will be the sprawling cities of our already claimed tributes, There are billions currently stored in the temple, and they will exist below. Cassi will find us a way to interact with their nano cities in case it becomes necessary.”
Finally the sounds of shifting stone stopped, and the Goddesses all reopened their eyes, glancing down at the hundreds of priestesses around there feet gawking up at them. Alyssa moaned slightly to herself as she applied weight to the squirming woman under her shoe. Arianna dropped to a crouch and brought her head down to Alyssa’s foot. “What are you doing, Let her out at once” she snarled as she saw the tiny woman gasping for air against the huge leather sole. Alyssa looked down at Arianna and grinned. “Kiss my toes, and I’ll let her out” Her grin turned to a light giggle as Arianna immediately kissed her toes without a second thought. “Well fine, She’s yours” moving her sandal slowly away as Arianna quickly grabbed the small woman.

 The other Goddesses were looking at Alyssa with mixed expressions as she turned her attention back to them. “What? It was fun, Now shall we divide up these little ladies, I want to get me some little Valkyries now I am officially the Goddess of Death” Before Sarah had a chance to say anything Alyssa opened a small dark portal between her feet. “Anyone who wants to be a kickass Valkyrie, jump through my portal” she stated and a good number of Priestesses made their way towards the Dark Goddess. Arianna quickly spun open a pastel pink portal beside her sandals “If you serve me, I’ll make you Angels, wings and all” More priestesses started to move towards the open portals, jumping at the chance to become more than they were. Fiona stamped her foot down shaking the small women into stopping, As she lifted it a dark red rift split open under her shoe. “If you join me, I’ll make you warrior Succubi; Demonic Badass bitches” Some priestesses diverted from Alyssa towards the new option offered by Fiona as she stood glaring down with her hands firmly on her hips. Sarah looked to Cassi who only offered a light shrug. “Fiiiiiine” Sarah signed and swung her robes around in front of her, moving to sit cross-legged, opening a small green portal in front of her. “Or you can serve me, and I’ll make you….” Sarah placed a finger over her lips as she thought about useful servants “I’ll make you Faeries, Wings and all” she winked at Arianna and smiled as some of the priestesses heading towards her moved over towards the new green portal. Cassi dropped a pouch on the floor by her feet. “Or you can get in my bag, and I’ll make you useful to the running of the universe” A surprising number of the smaller women moved towards Cassi’s pouch flopped onto the floor, She had more fans than she had realised. Arianna looked over to the sleeping Ella, The Goddess of the Wild had fallen asleep as soon as the divine power had coursed through her and had yet to stir. “What about her, I’ve never even spoken to her, Won’t she want some priestesses” Sarah looked over at the girl who seemed to of found peace in her sleep. “That girl  has been through a lot, I imagine she will need time to recover and last time she was near mortals she ripped them apart with her teeth, I think we need to bring her mind back before giving her servants.”

 As the last of the servant filed away to their chosen Goddess, Fiona stepped forward and looked towards the Matriarch. “Now, I am incredibly fucking horny, Can I please get back to my Battle” The green-robed woman stood and looked to her sister Goddess “Go, Have your fun, Come back if we call, There is still much work to do” and with that Fiona’s skin caught fire once more, and she flickered from the room.

Planet Atraxis, Battle of the Great Planes

Galian and his surviving men were fighting between the houses in their small town, using every narrow choke point to take as many of the barbarians down with them as they could. Once more a massive fire vortex crashed down once more in the middle of the town, The enormous figure was still over a hundred feet tall as she crouched in the middle of his hometown, a ring of charred and broken buildings are the huge sandaled feet. Her flaming red eyes scanned the scene before once again resting on him and his last few men. “Now, Where Were We,” the huge woman said as the large fingers once again extended towards him. He jumped through the window of the townhouse he was protecting and desperately hoped the residence had a cellar to hide in, pulled open doors he eventually found the narrow staircase underground as the sound of crumbling stone thundered around him. He couldn't see anything as he cowered in the corner of the basement, two huge red fingernails punctured through the ceiling of his basement hiding place and began to move in circles. The constant noise of cracking and buckling stone was all he could hear as the fingers dug his hiding place out, exposing it to the light and the huge grinning face above him. “Found you, My Little Hero” Galian was pinned to the corner in fear as the now dark brown eyes of the titan seared through him, her hugs nails pinching his comparatively two-inch frame and dragging him from the ruined building. The wind rushed from him as he was hauled up before her eye for inspection, he would have pissed himself if there were any left as her huge eye looked over him, he was too scared to speak, but she answered his unspoken question. “I am the Goddess of War. I have an affinity for those who achieve great things. Now you can attempt to add me to your long list of victories” her giggles boomed over the landscape as he felt gravity surge through him. She lowered him slowly down her long robes, and he soon found himself looking at her deep red underwear, Her other hand seductively pulled it to one side revealing her glistening womanhood. It was twice as tall as him and approaching quickly, pushing his hands before him as if to fight off the looming monster he found his arms quickly consumed by the fleshy walls. His face firmly planted into her wet clitoris, The deep moaning sound that followed confirmed her approval as darkness took over him, the panties snapping back into place. Galian had no time to process what in Atraxis had just happened, His time as a commander had left him a minimal opportunity to pleasure women like this, He was nearly always surrounded by men, and it was men he preferred. He took a deep breath as if to brace for fighting before he caught a lung full of hot, humid pungent air and immediately regretted it. “Fine” he muttered under his breath “She wouldn't do this to me if it weren't possible, I will win her little game” and he began to thrash his fists into the darkness before him, feeling the massive nerve cluster spasm slightly under his assault.

 Fiona stepped left, crunching a group of fleeing soldiers before pirouetting and bringing her other foot down on another group behind her. Gracefully dancing around the battlefield, she loved every moment as the tiny hero worked between her legs. Eventually, he had pushed her too far, and Fiona felt her knees go weak, bringing herself down on top of a large building to finally find her release. Flinging her robes aside she slid her panties off, dropping them on a group fleeing women. “Stay under them if you want to live” The Goddess teased as her hand slid between her thighs. Her finger found her little stimulant she pushed him down from her clitoris and slid him inside herself, deep, dragging him along the inner walls of her sex. The other hand went to work on her clit as she dragged the tiny man up and down her inner walls, forcing his survival instincts to kick in and making him fight for his life in earnest. It wasn't long until his struggling stopped and she erupted into waves of pleasure, as she did so her body also erupted in a huge wave of fire that swept out for miles around her. Laying peacefully she slipped her finger and small toy from herself and brought it up to her mouth. “Looks like you won't be adding me to your list” she teased to herself as she slid the limp form on her finger slowly over her lips and savoured him, before swallowing him down. Standing Fiona retrieved her panties, the only thing not scorched by her orgasm, The three tiny women cowering on the ground in the pantie shaped patch of grass. “See, I told you not to move” Fiona teased as she slid her underwear back on, She had no idea her orgasm was going to incinerate the landscape, but at least she had some survivors to tell her tale. The tiny women watched on as she was enveloped in flame and vanished from the planet.

Subdued

Priestess Tabitha

Tabitha lounged on her bed, lost in thought; she had been on Trinnian for nearly one hundred and fifty years. The world had missed a few tribute dates, and Handmaiden Alyssa had come down to punish them, removing a healthy percentage of the population, Alyssa had left Tabitha with a group of other Priestesses to guide the world back into the service of the Goddess. So much time had passed now, she was sure they were forgotten; the world had never missed a tribute and had since recovered from their punishment. Then when they finally heard back from the main temple it was only an invitation for an assembly and not a full recall, Tabitha had drawn the short straw and was left alone to make sure the upcoming tribute went through without an issue while her fellow priestesses attended the assembly. She was miserable and felt that something needed to change and soon or she would lose her mind.
 Swinging her legs from her bed she stood, stretching her arms as she looked out across the city built around the temple, Feeling the tapping against the side of her foot Tabitha glanced down to see the small 4-inch tall man trying to get her attention. Pivoting to place a foot either side of him she squat directly over him, bringing her nude form down close to him. “I’ve just woken up, I’m naked, and I need to pee, so what makes you think it’s a good idea to disturb me now?” She giggled as the small man turned and ran; She would never pee in her bedchambers, stupid little mortal. Standing back up she reached for her robes and sandals.

 The Priestess was not a malicious woman, stern enough to make sure the population kept their distance but she never intentionally killed people without good reason, not anymore. Tabitha found herself taking pride in the communities she had nurtured over the years, the governments she helped establish and well-mannered people that lived here. The morning air was sharper than she had ever experienced as she strode down towards the tribute grounds, the cold had never bothered her before, so this was a deeply unsettling feeling. Striding down to the tribute grounds, the volume of people picked up, and as her footing was lost in a stumble to avoid a group of people, her foot smashed through a tree, a sharp pain ran through her like nothing previously experienced in her many years as a Priest. Reaching down and gripping her foot the deep cut along her ankle was bleeding, She hadn't bled since becoming a priestess, nor felt this absolute level of pain, something was wrong. She sat down to tend to her wound, unsure how to go about it.

  Jess Del Toya

“I’m telling you, It's our only chance; the others have all gone! There is only one of them left!” she pleaded with her division commander to listen; The resistance had been growing in recent years and Jess was convinced that while Tabitha was alone, their time to strike had come. Division Lead Jacob turned to her; his face was red with annoyance. “We CANNOT take down a priestess. We need to focus on freeing the tributes. Achievable goals Jess; Priestesses are not viable targets.” Jess turned to the group, almost ignoring Jacobs words. “I know we can take her. We have nearly a hundred fighters, all capable. We can ambush her tomorrow when she leaves the temple, bring her low before she takes more of our people, more of our families into her temple and does who knows what to them!”. Jacob punched her hard, and she fell backwards to the floor. “Stop this madness Jess, Priestesses are invincible; Even if you get close to her you cannot hurt her, She will make an example out of you” Turning to the group assembled he raised his voice “OF ALL OF YOU!” Kicking his chair over he stormed out of the room. Jess recovered as people began to file out of the meeting. “Well that went as well as could have been expected,” she said to Wolf who helped her to her feet. His look was sombre as he looked down into her eyes, “You’re sure we’re still going to do this? Even without Jacob?”. Her eyes went hard, “She stepped on my brother, like a bug; that woman is going to suffer! Tomorrow we are doing it!”

 Jess and Wolf lay crouched under the tree line, over 70 rebels hidden around the area; they would wait until she reached the tribute grounds before launching their special weapons into the giant woman. The new harpoons were designed to penetrate steel plating and deliver a potent paralysing poison. The young rebel was sure she only needed one harpoon to land for the large woman to fall. As the Priestess stalked her way down the hill from the temple, Jess could feel her heart racing. This was her moment, she was going to try and take down the woman who had subjugated her people for over a hundred years, adrenaline kicked in as a loud cry erupted from the Priestess. Jess ran from cover to see what had happened, wondering if someone had fired too early. The Priestess sat before the walls of the tribute ground clutching her bleeding ankle. Jess lost all fear as she saw the red liquid between the  large woman's fingers, and she screamed into the air “SHE BLEEDS!” Large harpoon bolts flew from the forest either side and to everyone's surprise, they all penetrated her skin. The large woman screamed out in agony before falling back limp as the poison made her flop down paralysed. Jess spent some time walking along the massive frame of the woman as she directed her team to tie her down with large chains. Moving this woman would be too hard and out of the question, but they could at the very least keep her in place. She was now Jess’s prisoner, and she wanted to have some fun before they slit this monster’s throat.

Priestess Tabitha

The pain was all around her, all of her muscles were on fire and then nothing as she fell backwards. Tabitha was having a hard time processing the world as her body refused to move, her eyes were open, and she could see, she could hear, but she could not move or feel. A small girl about 3.5 inches tall appeared in her vision with a massive grin on her face. She was standing before her with her tiny hands on her little hips giving orders to men running in every direction. The girl approached and sat over Tabitha’s eye. She felt so vulnerable, exposed as this tiny creature leaned against the top of her nose and rested her combat boots on her eyebrows. She looked down between her small thighs into Tabitha's eye and spoke down to her. “Must suck to be you right now. You’re mine now, but don’t worry; the toxin will wear off soon enough; then we can have some real fun.” The little girl leaned back along her nose and said nothing as Tabitha could do nothing but lay there. Meanwhile, her mind was screaming in terror as she realised for the first time that she was genuinely helpless and that there was no-one to save her from this strange twist of fate.

 If felt like hours had passed for the Priestess, and yet she still couldn’t feel anything, let alone move out of her lying position. Occasionally she overheard the small people discussing her fate as they wandered past her ear, but she only managed to catch fragments of their conversations. But it was enough for her imagination to spin into action around words like “Burn” and “Carve” which she frequently picked out as keywords. Eventually her feeling slowly came back to her, but so did the pain; her body had puncture wounds where the harpoons had struck her. They had been left open and bleeding in the cold air, and as she slowly regained control over her body, it felt as if the waves of searing pain were pushing back at her numb muscles bringing them to life in agonising ways. As her throat, lips and tongue flipped back into action, she couldn’t hold in her terrified screams as she cried out for help. A four-inch man with a large spear ran across her writhing chest and climbed onto her face, straddling her screaming mouth he jabbed down with his long spear to silence the noisy giant. Her tongue split as his spear dug into her mouth. But she managed to flick the bruised organ towards him and hooked it under his leg. The man slipped as the 4ft tongue swiped at him, and he found himself staring at the sky as his body fell between two rows of terror-inducingly large teeth. Tabitha felt the man between her jaws and clenched down. Her body still writhed in pain, but as she felt his tiny bones crunch between her jaws she got to feel a little better. She was not normally one to eat people, but this felt justified and so she chewed on the man further to distract her from the wounds across her form. Large metal chains restrained her, and the most she could do was squirm, the bonds were holding her down against the cold ground. The female from earlier was back, having climbed her hair to stand over her eye once more. “About time you came back to us, I was getting bored.” The small figure stepped over one of the Priestess’s eyes, placing her boots in corner a corner each, to prevent her from reflexively closing it. She squatted down to look into the huge iris below her. “Now, give me one good reason not to dig your eye out with a shovel.” Tabitha almost choked on the remains she had been trying to swallow when the girl had appeared. The little woman offered no tone of sarcasm or play, she was deadly serious, attempting to blink, her eyelid got trapped on the girls combat boots and refused to close. “N..No..Please. What do you want from me?” her words came out hoarse and croaky. The girl threw her head back and laughed, standing up to her full height, she drew a knife from her belt. “You killed my brother. You took my people as a sacrificial tribute and pranced around like we were friends.”, she paused for a moment while giving the Priestess a menacing stare. “I want to watch you suffer and then..” she flipped her knife in her hand and threw it down in her eye. Tabitha screamed as she experienced a form of pain that she had never thought possible. Her neck pushed against the metal brace holding her down but she could not move and the blood started to flow down the side of her face. The little woman was sliding down next to her ear as her cries pierced the sky. “Then, I want to see you die.”

 As time was left to pass and her throat grew dry from her screams she eventually passed out into a nightmare fueled world where even sleep was no refuge. Visions of the tiny girl with her knife drawn, that last image of her standing over her eye and smirking down on her forever burned into her memory. Her mind had almost convinced her that the suffering was not real, that it was a product of her nightmares, but once she regained consciousness, she was left to realise how very real her pain was, her body still agonising, her vision blurry and out of focus. It felt like her existence was punished with torture. After calming down, even just a little bit, she noticed the small face resting on her cheek; The girl was still here, head in her palms gazing down into her right eye. Looking at the tiny girl Tabitha grasped for words, her throat dry and the speech painful. “Please… Please…” The mortal girl just grinned at her new plaything as she came back to the waking world. “You can call me Goddess Jess. Now, don’t worry; I am not taking both your eyes, I need to be able to see your suffering in at least one of them” the girl pulled her knife up for the priestess to see, slowly twisting the blade around in the skin beneath her eye. “Can you feel them? The others?” she said coyly watching her blade dances over the thick skin. Tabitha was trying not to feel anything, everything was painful, but as Jess spoke she felt them, hundreds of little sensations hardly noticeable beyond the agonising pain. Her eye went wide when she realised that her nethers were penetrated, how bad had the pain been that she had gone numb to such humiliation. The tiny girl giggled as she searched the eye for emotion. “Yes, you feel them. Figured we’d let the guys have a ride while you’re still warm, I’m sure you don't mind them living out some fantasies while you wait for me to live out mine?” Her eye started to tear up as she was no longer able to ignore the feelings in her most sensual areas, she couldn't move to see, but there must have been at least ten men humping various parts of her, humiliation ran through her as the tears slowly slid down the side of her face. “Please..” was again the only word she managed squeeze from her dry throat. The tiny girl jumped to her feet and stamped down with her boots. “PLEASE WHAT?” she screamed down into the giant eye. “Please.. stop..” The small girl pointed her knife at the giant’s eye as she repeated her question, a little calmer this time, “Please stop what?” Tabitha’s mind was working slowly, trying to process the girl's demands through the pain and sorrow she was experiencing. “Please… Goddess Jess… Stop.” To her surprise Jess sheathed her knife with a smile on her face. Placing her hands on her hips she looked down on Tabitha. “No.” Taking a joyful hop, she slid down the slick tear trail on the side of the large woman's head.


  Jess Del Toya

Jess was having the time of her life, Jacob had all but handed her the resistance after her successful ambush, and now they were breaking all of the rules of war with the horrors used against their prisoner. The massive oil cans were starting to come in from all over the continent; This was going to be the event of the century. She stood at her planning table next to the giant ear of their fallen enemy to plan the ceremony; The young rebel wanted her victim to hear every detail of her plan, anticipation was half of the fun. Wolf looked sombre as he went over the preparations. “So, you will give a speech from her nipple to the assembled population, declaring ourselves finally free from her oppression, then you will walk to her face and officially say goodbye from the Trinnian people? Jess, I have to disagree with you here. Don’t turn this into some sort of theatre play. You should just cut her throat and be done with it”. Jess scoffed as Wolf deviated from her designs. “No, I will drop a match into her eye and watch her oil-coated body slowly cook as she warms the crowd.” The older rebel shook his head in disgust “That's not how it works! In reality the smell of burning flesh will haunt us all for years, and her screams will forever echo into our nightmares. You’re making a mistake!” Her hands hit the table hard as she yelled at her second. “THIS IS MY PLAN, AND I WANT TO BURN THE WHORE!” Wolf recoiled from the outburst as a loud whimpering came from the titan laying next to them. The rebel leader beamed with happiness as she heard the large woman's mind breaking. Her second in command looked like he was about to try and argue further but then thought better of it. Nodding to his leader he excused himself from the command tent.

Wolf Ramino

He stalked up towards the temple lost in thought; This was wrong on so many levels. His family had always been proud of their noble bloodline, warriors across the ages, but there was no honour in what Jess was going to do to the Priestess, even if she was responsible for the wounds inflicted on his people. But there was another thought at the back of his mind that left him feeling uncertain over the rightfulness of the rebellion’s actions.His history painted Tabitha and her kind as the necessary evil that would keep the true demons away. His grandfather had lived through the Maids’ rampage, and while most people now believed it to be a tale spun by the Priestesses, designed to keep the people in line, personal exposure to the enormous footprints of the north told him otherwise. Pushing his way into the large temple, he made his way towards the tribute chamber; If he could do something to stop the second coming of Alyssa, then he would have to try. He had signed up to the rebellion to bring Tabitha to the negotiation table, but he had never expected Jess to actually capture her; it was all getting really out of hand.

 The world he stepped into was odd and seemingly changing around him. The walls were spinning, and the brownstones turned to white marble as he walked, and walked, and walked. The path beneath his feet stretched seemingly endlessly into the distance before merging with the featureless expanse of white sky above him. Wandering through this unbelievable infinite void gave him time to come to terms that Tabitha was not, in fact, a rogue power as Jess believed. She just stood between the Trinnian people and whatever divine power resided here. He considered turning back, but just then a voice spoke into his mind. “Are you lost, mortal?” The melodic tones of a female voice soothed his worries, and he felt that he could tell her anything. “I seek the council of the gods.” He spoke into the white void, unsure where the voice was originating. The sound of wings met his ears, followed by soft padding of what could only be barefoot on stone. A 20-foot tall woman strode from the void, huge white feathered wings on her back wearing gleaming white robes that blended like camouflage into the white void around them. She knelt down in front of him and smiled. She began speaking quietly for his benefit: “I am Lisa, Angel of Goddess Arianna. How did you come to be in this place?” He wanted to kneel, but the motion felt awkward as she was kneeling already herself. Looking up into the divine face of a literal angel he told his story and watched the amazonian angel struggle to hold her poise as he outlined Tabitha's current situation. He reached the part where he met her and requested advice on the future. She forced a smile as she stood to her full height. “I will inform my Goddess. You will return to your world, but you are part of this and so you will be judged as such. If Tabitha dies, Alyssa will come.” The forced smile was all she could offer as she flapped her wings and launched herself into the air. Then as quickly as it formed around him, the white void retreated with her and Wolf found himself back in the temple on Trinnain.

Priestess Tabitha

The pain had lessened as her mind started slipping from sanity. By now the small girl was back sitting over her eye, her legs spread over her eyebrow with her combat shorts around her ankles. She was slowly fingering herself over the large eye, Tabitha tried to close her eye from the lewd girl who was enjoying her torment but her eyelids were forced open while the rebel moaned and sighed above her. “Please...Goddess Jess...” Tabitha tried once more to beg her tiny torturess to stop. But she didn't stop her self pleasure as she replied “Stop what? Masturbating? Not just yet, I’m so close.” Whimpering in pain, she tried again. “Please, Goddess Jess. Just let me die.” As the words rasped from her flakey lips, the small woman reached her climax and let out a scream of pleasure that evolved into a satisfied giggle. She fell back to lie across the Priestess's cheek, basking in the warm afterglow of her orgasm. “Oh it’s coming don’t you worry, just a few more days.” she almost sang as was standing over the helpless titans teary eye, while pulling up her underwear. “I heard one of the men died inside you this morning. Did you like that? I told them to make sure you don't enjoy it while they get themselves off, horny bastards.” Tabitha thought back, she had clenched to force the man from her when she felt him go limp. It was the first time she had found the strength to resist, but the slashing that followed as they retrieved their dead friend brought the whole ordeal to a new level of horror for the bound woman. “Goddess Jess, please, have mercy! I am nothing to you.” Standing over the giant eye Jess felt herself burning with power as the 100-foot tall woman admitted to being even less than the ants she had to stomp out after she found them scurrying around her bunk bed in the nearby camp this morning. “Oh, I know; can you feel the oil we are using to baste you? I’m going to cook you nice and slow like the animal you are.” The small woman shifted a little further away, standing over the Priestess’s lips, as if daring Tabitha to part them and attempt to swallow her. The giant barely registered the girl anymore as her mind retreated deep into her own head. At this point she had no more tears left to cry for herself.

Goddess Arianna - Goddess of Love

Calmly the Goddess of Love hovered above the world below her. She didn’t dare to step down onto it, out of fear she might disturb it. As her gaze wandered over the landscape, she was overwhelmed by the amount of hatred that radiated from this place. Keeping her form invisible from mortal eyes, she drifted across the surface of the planet towards the dark hearts she could feel gathering. Not sensing any of her Priestesses was a terrible sign indeed. The laws that were slowly forming around their Universal Order had already outlined that any world that brought low a Priestess of the Pantheon would be subject to Alyssa’s judgement. The small crowd came into view as Arianna crouched down to see the tiny 1cm mortals swarming around a larger unconscious woman. She was shocked as she spotted the numerous short slices and wounds scattered over her skin, the groups of men that could still be seen abusing her womanhood, and most concerningly one of her eyes being nothing but a blood-soaked hole now. Breathing deeply she slowly exhaled, her fury threatening to break her usually gentle nature in response to the grim abuse on display. Pushing a finger into the ground, she traced a large circle around those assembled; She was not of the mind to punish the whole planet. However, those directly involved would need to answer for this atrocity. A light pink shield flickered into existence as Arianna trapped her culprits and dropped her invisibility. “Ahem! What are you doing with my Priestess?” As she spoke the crowd began to flee in every direction, bouncing off her shield and falling into piles around its perimeter. She smiled down on them at the humorous display. Carefully raising the doll-sized priestess she brought her into an embrace against her chest, whispering down gently to her. “There, there, my Angel. Everything will be fine now.” Letting her power flow into the small girl, Arianna scanned and read her emotions as she explored the nature of her heart. “Your destiny is no longer with me. Although it saddens me that I know it surely once was.” Her eyes flashed pink, and her small shield enveloped those trapped within. The barrier formed a sphere, and the residents inside were helpless against its power. The Goddess plucked the orb full of people from the ground and gently carried both it and the Priestess back to New Eden.

 Arianna strode into the dark purple corridor, lined with cages upon cages of trapped mortals, all screaming for release as she tried her best to ignore them. She hated what Alyssa had turned her domain into; Everywhere she looked there were Valkyries tormenting humans for seemingly no reason. Reaching Alyssa’s plush sofa she gave the Goddess of Death a small bow of respect, this was her domain after all. Alyssa looked up from her lounging position as Arianna approached, her curious dark eyes roaming over the pink-robed Goddess who looked so very out of place here. “Ari! What brings you to my little Den of Sin? I thought you hated this kind of stuff… Want a mortal sandwich?”, Alyssa said with a mocking grin as she extended her hand, actually offering her a long baguette stuffed with writhing trapped humans. Arianna visibly recoiled in disgust. “No. Thanks. I am here to offer you a Priestess; She has suffered torment beyond reason, and as I healed her, I sensed there is no love left in her heart. I’m afraid she might now be better suited for your domain.” Alyssa grinned; She loved a good torture victim. She quickly moved to Ari and took the unconscious doll from her dainty fingers and dangled it in front of her blackened eyes. “Oh she is broken alright. In fact she’s close to being one for Ella. I will take her though. ... Are those her tormentors?” she asked, gesturing to the pink sphere in Ari’s other hand. “Yes, I don’t want to know their fate. Here.” Arianna handed the container to Alyssa. As the Goddess of Death was about to tease Arianna with some details the Goddess of Love simply vanished, with only a small pile of pink petals fluttering to the ground indicating she was ever here.


 Priestess Tabitha

Opening her eyes, Tabitha breathed deep and fast. Her head was darting left and right as her hands rushed to her face, feeling her eyes. Talking to herself she padded herself down. “Okay. Okay... I am alive, I have eyes... Did I die? Is this death?” her panicked movements were interrupted as a sultry voice boomed down from above. “Yes, this is Death, and I am its Mistress. Hello again, Tabitha.” The Priestess’s mind raced as she looked into the sky. Maid Alyssa was staring down at her with her eyes blazing black. “Maid Alyssa?” she muttered as her life memories slowly came back, she flopped down onto a knee. “Goddess Alyssa now. You can serve me as my Valkyrie, a maiden of death. All you need do is amuse me with these."
The colossal woman dropped a small marble next to her. As it hit the ground, her former tormentors spilt out across the floor. Tabitha immediately recognised the tiny woman that had been revelling in her suffering for so long, and now her rage boiled into fury. Snatching the 3.5inch girl from the floor, she squeezed her hard in her fist as she violently dragged her towards her mouth. “You little fucking cunt! You wanted to burn me alive, huh?! You stabbed me in the eye!” She spat out these words, saliva literally spewing from her lips into the face of the struggling Jess. “Well, GODDESS JESS; You’re mine now. And I will teach how TORTURE really works.” Tabitha couldn't help but feel she had become a little unhinged as the struggling girl nearly drowned in the spit across her face. “You’re not going to die today; You’re never going to die. You’re simply mine now.”, she let these words ooze out bitterly. With the terrified woman in her hand she reached around behind her and spread her ass cheeks. Jess screamed in terror as she was pushed into the pulsating hole in front of her legs first until only her head stuck out. “We will have a lot of fun, you and I.” Tabitha snarled as she gave her ass a few small clenches to elicit a few more screams.

 Tabitha literally ripping and shredding the hundred or so people that had been abusing her over the last week could only be described as a massacre. The amount of blood, gore, and violence were on a level Tabitha had never thought possible of herself, but the image of Jess standing over her with her knife fueled her fury as she unleashed herself onto these men. As promised, with the stomp of the last life, Tabitha found her form warped into a larger, well-muscled woman. The Goddess gifted her with enormous purple raven wings that she felt tear out of her back. She couldn’t help but fall to her knees as she tried to adjust to the new shape of her body. Additionally she was graced with new armour made out of dark purple leather, as well as a mighty sword attached to her battle skirt that now adorned her her hips. She felt divine. Clenching one more time to check Jess was still alive, Tabitha pledges her eternal allegiance to Alyssa, the Goddess of Death.

Stellar

Redmine Prototype Scoutship

Twenty-two Percent, the indicator flashed from orange to red as the life support indicator slowly ticked down. The ship's pilot rushed to redirect his ships power to get him to safety before his time ran out. Keenan Dar was a prototype test pilot for the Redmine Federation. His mission was to pilot their most advanced scout ship out to the spacial rift and bring back as many scans as possible to allow identification of the new anomaly. Everything had gone according to the mission plans, the new engines and shielding allowed for exceptional sublight speed and the trip that would have taken their usual craft months had taken him only a couple of days. It was once he had approached the rift that everything had started going wrong; Gravity pulled his ship from the stars and sent it into wild revolutions through the rift’s event horizon, the inertia alone nearly managed to tear his hull apart. But by now the atmospheric thrusters had kicked in to counter the spin, which ultimately was the only thing that held his small ship’s superstructure together. As he gained control of his craft once more and slowed his descent into the dark abyss of the rift, his scanners picked up a large platform below him - a place to land and make repairs. The landing site was a perfectly flat slab of dark stone; Keenan made a note to get some samples once he had assessed the damage. He was just about to put his suit on to go for a spacewalk when a light knocking echoed around the interior of the ship. Confusion painted across his face, Keenen crept over to the airlock and peered outside. His confusion turned to shock as a woman was looking back at him, whose bright red hair framed a fair smiling face. She stepped back as he appeared. The woman was not wearing a spacesuit; in fact she seemed to be wearing nothing more than a tight-fitting blue tube dress, and a loose-fitting cowled cloak. The sight of the solitary figure standing outside his ship, framed by the dark platform and backed by the stars was so surreal; he found himself enchanted.

 Keenan checked the readings from his external sensors, which made absolutely no sense: Breathable atmosphere and acceptable gravity. He looked out at the woman again and decided to strap his pistol to his thigh while also charging up his laser rifle. Opening the scout's airlock, he raised the gun to his shoulder and aimed it at the calm looking woman. “Okay Lady. Who are you and where am I?”

The elegant woman cocked her head slightly and smiled. She made a welcoming gesture that indicated he should follow along as she calmly walked away. As she spoke Keenan noticed that her voice was just as soft, as her calm demeanor would suggest. “I am Watcher Hannah, and you are at the end of your pilgrimage.” Tracking the woman with his rifle, Keenan debated following the woman; She was incredibly calm for someone held at gunpoint, which bothered him more than he cared to admit.
As she got further away with no sign of stopping the pilot finally dropped his rifle over his shoulder and jogged after her. “Wait, wait. I have more questions for you!” As he moved up alongside the woman she glanced over at him still smiling, her voice gentle and relaxing; “I will answer what I can, but we should not delay. You need to bathe; the travel has left you less than fresh.” He caught himself sniffing his flight jacket as she wrinkled her nose towards him, then he caught himself actually considering the idea of a bath a good idea. “Don’t play with me! Where am I?” The red haired woman stopped and raised her hand in front of her. Her fingers pushed, and space folded, revealing a doorway. “You are at the end of your long pilgrimage. The very first one to reach us too! This is an extraordinary occasion so you will want to look your best.” She stepped through the door into a long corridor. Keenan moved to follow her, but found himself looking back towards his ship, unsure whether he should be leaving it. However, he was an explorer at heart, and this was an adventure his friends would never believe. Determined, he turned around again and followed the beautiful woman into the long corridor. “Okay, so you speak in riddles. Since this is the first contact I will keep an open mind about such things. Now, where are you taking me?” The Woman stopped next to a sleek door in the corridor, which slid open on its own at the woman’s touch, revealing four other people, two men and two women dressed in simple white tunics and shorts behind it. As they spotted this Watcher woman, they all fell to one knee. “These four will assist you in getting cleaned up. They live to serve so ask of them what you will before I return.”, turning to the four she spoke with a more stern tone; “This our guest! He needs to be fit for audience. Call me when he is ready.” In unison the four kneeling people replied “Yes Watcher.”, and the woman in blue strode from the room, the door closing behind her.

 The four attendants moved quickly to disarm and disrobe him. Initially he fought them but it was clear that they were no threat. They were meek, subservient personalities that evoked a feeling of deep sympathy within Keenan. “Are you..slaves?” he asked trying to get any of them to make eye contact with him. They all carried on with their work, but the man motioning him to sit down replied, still without looking to his face. “No. Not slaves; we serve a higher power. They call us tributes. We call ourselves the chosen.” As his clothes were taken away, the test pilot felt vulnerable for the first time. The two chosen women seemingly admired his naked form as the men ushered him towards a wall of water to clean himself. “Okay, Chosen; Is that the name of your people?”, Keenan kept peppering them with questions and the answers he got only confused him further. The four were all from different worlds, different peoples and all of them admitted to not knowing what Watcher Hannah had planned for him. Finally, they had dressed him in a dark blue tunic and dress pants, while informing him that his clothes would be waiting for him in his ship when he returned. Keenan felt like a noble dignitary about to attend a diplomatic summit. The thought of being the first member of the federation to make contact with an alien government was a little overwhelming. He was equal measure thrilled and terrified. The redhead returned after he had finished dressing, her face beaming in a bright smile as she looked him up and down. “Wonderful work. You four can have level two tribute rooms when you return home. As for you Pilgrim, the audience chamber awaits you.”

Keenan Dar - New Eden

Watcher Hannah pushed open a set of double doors before stepping back, being very careful not to cross the threshold herself for reasons unknown to him. As the beautiful woman shifted to the side, she gestured for him to enter the room. Keenan’s jaw dropped as he stepped into the vast expanse that they called an audience chamber. As he slowly stepped forward he thought over the instructions Hannah had been preaching to him on their way here. “Walk straight to the centre; do not meander. Once there you take a knee and wait to be addressed.” He found his vision wandering around as he recalled the instructions, the light flapping of fabric caught his attention. Above him a huge curtain of blue cloth shifted, revealing a massive pillar of peach behind it. Letting his gaze follow the colossal structure his eyes were drawn down to the natural curves of the pillar. Though when the whole thing just shifted towards him ever so slightly, he fell backwards in shock. Lying on his back, he noticed a second pillar of the same design on the other side of the fluttering blue fabric above him. As his eyes followed both of them down to the ground and noticing them stretch along the floor as towering pink walls besides him he eventually realised that the structures around him were actually a pair of legs that were connected to huge sandal-clad feet. And both of them were placed around him, though not nearly as firmly as he had liked. Running through some rough calculations in his head he estimated himself to be about 1 inch tall in comparison to how high up the ankles were from his position. “What the hell…”, he exclaimed before looking back to the door he came from; It had vanished. “Okay then...Let’s play this out.” Pushing himself back to his feet and resuming the walk towards the centre of the room he slowly started to fear what he may see when he turned. Ascending the staircase in the middle, the pilot was finally able to take in the whole room: There were 6 massive empty chairs spread evenly along the walls of the gigantic rounded chamber. Being easily 400 ft tall their size indicated that the residents of this place were genuine titans. But by now he was now starting to become acutely aware of the fact that the chair directly behind him was not empty. Recalling his instructions, he was not told to turn, only kneel, so that’s what he did. “REALLY?” a loud feminine voice proclaimed, her piercing voice reverbing from the domed ceiling. The pure volume of the statement confirmed she was as huge as the feet he had walked past; he knelt frozen in fear of the huge entity. The sigh of annoyance that followed made him feel slightly worried that he had caused more offence than he could have anticipated. “LOOK, YOU’RE MY FIRST AUDIENCE; CAN YOU AT LEAST LET ME HAVE SOME DECORUM AND NOT MAKE MY FIRST WORDS BE ‘TURN AROUND’.” The voice sounded frustrated, similar to the tone of someone who had just been cut off in traffic. Keenan interpreted this, incorrectly, that the large woman was trying to put him at ease with humour. He awkwardly shifted around on his knee to slowly rotate towards the voice, while making sure to stay on the spot and not look up from his kneeling position. Though he was interrupted when another frustrated sigh flooded the room. “JUST STAND UP AND LOOK AT ME.” It sounded like the command had an edge of anger to it instead of the playful humour he had been hoping for. Rising from his knees he looked up towards the monumental woman sat in front of him. She was gorgeous, her flowing brunette hair framed a youthful face, though his eyes immediately fell to her chest. Her cleavage, framed by the deep blue robes that hugged the titan’s sitting form, had a tantalising effect on the small man. Her clothes flowed loosely between her legs, hanging over the spot where the door had been. Returning his gaze towards her eyes; he noticed that she was staring icy daggers into him. “ENJOYING THE VIEW?” Unable to find words for a reply he awkwardly nodded his head towards the irritated woman.

Cassi - Goddess of Wisdom

 This human was a mess! She was hoping to make an impression of a composed Goddess for the first mortal to pass through a rift, but instead she got a bumbling clown. Still, he was the one his people had decided to send on such a dangerous mission, so maybe there would still be some hope for him once he knew the risks. She composed herself and began to speak in as formal a tone as she could manage; “There is a lot that you need to know before you answer me, so keep your jester's mouth shut and listen to the stakes before you embarrass yourself. The first thing you need to know is that I am a Goddess.” To punctuate her point, Cassi waved her hand, and the vista of the whole chamber was replaced with the images of twinkling stars, leaving just him and her in the dark abyss. Though suddenly another voice intruded on the awe-inspiring atmosphere. “OOOO STORY TIME! IGNORE ME I’M JUST HERE TO LISTEN HA HA!” Cassi’s face went red with rage as Alyssa skipped through her illusion and flopped into her throne, swinging her legs over the arm as she reclined into it.
The tiny human's face turned white as the huge Goddess pranced over him on her way to her chair. “Alyssa! Please! I am just explaining our new development allowance process to this ambassador from Redmine. I didn’t think politics were your thing?” Cassi’s voice was almost pleading as she attempted to lock eyes with the Goddess of Death. Turning back the new entry just smiled and waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “I’m not, but, if your process goes south then I wouldn't mind being part of the snuff, I think it's the only exception in our whole no-planet-destruction law.” The human on the pedestal started to show genuine worry as Alyssa spoke. Meanwhile Cassi was visibly annoyed that her presentation’s big finish had just been so casually ruined by her sister. Gritting her teeth the blue-robed Goddess turned back to the mortal in the centre.”Where was I? Oh yes, I am a Goddess.”, as she spoke the room shifted back to stars, but Alyssa immediately interrupted again by cooing “So am I!”, from the other side of the room. Cassi could feel her temper flare as she resumed. “YES! WE, we are your divine authority. For time immemorial this universe has lived under a technological advancement restriction. Put simply; It was not permitted for a civilisation to become space-faring.” As Cassi let the words hang in the air another voice joined the conversation. “Yea, we snuffed them out, like insects.” Winking to Alyssa, Fiona strode in and taking her throne; “I’m here for the chance of a civilisation snuff too.”  The miniature man in the middle was spinning on the spot as the now three titans looked down on him. He turned back to Cassi; his squeaky voice was barely audible to himself; “You plan on wiping out my people?” The Goddess of Wisdom sighed in resignation as her awe-inspiring presentation fell apart, trampled by her divine sisters. “No, that is not the plan. Now let me continue and don’t run your little mouth.” Making her statement as matter-of-fact as possible. Alyssa giggled as she played with her hair, “No please, speak your mind little man. Let's hear your grovelling!"
A loud smack echoed across the room as Cassi stood and stamped her foot down. The massive shockwave caused the human in the middle to lose his balance, leading him to falll. “THIS IS MY AUDIENCE! YOU WILL SHOW ME THE SAME RESPECT YOU WOULD EXPECT DURING YOUR AUDIENCES! NOW BE SILENT OR LEAVE!” Alyssa could feel the waves of power radiating from Cassi as her eyes flared up in a vibrant blue accompanied by a visible aura of power that surrounded the woman she shared the Pantheon with. She sat up straight in her chair and adjusted her loose black robes. “Of course Sister, you only had to ask.” Alyssa said, as a coy smile played over her lips. Cassi’s searing blue eyes shifted to Fiona who sunk back into her chair under the powerful gaze of her superior sister. She gestured zipping her lips, which seemed to have calmed Cassi enough for her display of power to dissipate, as she slowly sat down again. “Now, Where was I?!”, she exclaimed again as she returned her gaze to the mortal … who was gone by now. Sighing again she scanned the floor, seeing the minuscule figure running towards Sarah’s throne. Raising her hand to her forehead she mumbled frustrations to herself. Then with a sweep of her hand she opened a small dimensional portal in front of the running pilot; caught by surprise the man simply fell through and found himself landing flat on his face in the middle pedestal once more. “Please pay attention. As you may have gathered the fate of your entire race is on the line here.” Ignoring the small giggle from Fiona, Cassi sat up straight again and resumed with her story.  “The policy of not allowing any space-faring races to emerge has recently been subject to change. You should know, part of my role is the maintenance of the Stellar Mechanics of our universe. Once intelligent life emerges on a world I make sure that the universe doesn’t snuff you out on accident. I keep meteors away from you, and I make sure exploding stars don’t snipe you out of the sky.” Cassi paused for a moment, “I feel that this kindness deserves some devotion from you people, don’t you agree? … Anyway, once you leave your home star that sort of premium is no longer on the table, and you’d have to survive on your own. As such I have created rifts just beyond the edge of every inhabited and civilised solar system. These rifts are a test of sorts; races who reach them earn the right of judgment; should you pass my evaluation, you will be permitted to continue into the universe at your own pace. However, should you fail…” She gestured to the red and black sisters with both her arms and shrugged a little.

Keenan Dar - New Eden

 He was not qualified for whatever was going on now; He could feel his heart bouncing around in his chest as his stomach performed full gymnastic routines within him. These titans were claiming the fate of his entire world rested on what he had to say; this wasn’t happening, there was no way this had fallen to him. With his mind racing he looked up into the eyes of the blue-clad beauty who returned the gaze with an almost sympathetic expression, though he quickly realised he didn’t know what to say. “OKAY, LET ME GET YOU STARTED.”, she thundered down to him. Lifting her fingers he could see a surge of dark blue energy pulsing from her fingertips; as the light hit the ground near him an image of his home planet of Redmine appeared above him. It was labelled with cities and their associated political factions and leaders. “WHICH ASPECTS OF THIS WORLD WOULD BE LURED BY THE IDEA OF INTERGALACTIC WAR?” Keenan scanned through the huge hologram ahead of him while he processed the request from the divine being. “The... Garnians...They have been looking for military superiority in space for decades.” The image shifted and zoomed towards the cluster of islands that made up Garnia. It was only then that he realised his mistake; glancing around the enormous room he saw the grinning faces on the other two women. They were not looking at him though, they were looking at the Blue Goddess. The black-haired woman was even licking her lips in anticipation. “Oh No no no no, please don’t do anything to them! They are no threat to the Redmine federation in their current form.” As he spoke he was unable to cut the quivering form his voice. He wanted no part in sentencing people to their deaths. “RIGHT ANSWER!”, a melodic tone rang through the room, as another voice joined the assembled women. As Keenan turned a gliding pink robed woman floated into her throne smiling down to him kindly. The Blue Goddess sighed again in resignation. It was obvious to Keenan that she did not appreciate the company. “COME WITH ME; WE WILL DISCUSS MY JUDGEMENT IN MY CHAMBERS.” The great giant rose and turned towards the wall next to her throne. He barely heard the complaints of the other women, who called after her as he was lifted from his feet and began to float through the air, following closely behind the leaving titan.

 Everything went dark as he crossed the threshold into the Goddess’s Domain; The starry sky that now adorned the invisible ceiling and walls above and around him stretched out into infinity. It really looked as if they were walking through the emptiness of space. He felt particularly odd in his weightless state, but once his body was suddenly swung around to fall into an orbit around the large head of the Divine who kept him under her power, his stomach turned slightly. “THAT'S BETTER, NOW, IF WE REMOVE THESE GARNIANS, YOUR SPECIES WILL BE ALLOWED TO PROGRESS INTO THE FUTURE. I ALREADY MADE MY JUDGEMENT LONG AGO. YOU JUST HAD TO CONFIRM BEFORE I WOULD PERMIT IT.” Keenan yelled into her ear everytime he orbited past one of them. “Can we not…….Make an Alliance…….Now we know…...You exist?” The huge woman was sighing again as she replied. “I CAN HEAR YOU, SPEAK NORMALLY.” Feeling stupid he tried again. “Now that we are aware of your existence; maybe we can unite the planet?” The titan was sitting herself down at a large black desk as she gave the small figure a sly smile. “NO, THE OTHER CONDITION IS THAT YOU WORSHIP OUR PANTHEON AS YOUR TRUE GODS, WE EXPECT TEMPLES; PRAYERS, SONGS, ALL OF IT." As the words boomed around him, he felt his floating pattern change; he descended to the desk in front of the Goddess’s looming bosom. “I See... Well, no need to convince me of your power but how will I convince my people? They’ll think I’ve gone mad.” Her smile grew, and the detail of her shiny white teeth that so far had been hidden by distance and her lips had a chilling effect once laid bare. He couldn’t help but think how easily they could grind him to nothing. “I’LL HANDLE THAT, DON’T YOU WORRY!” Keenan felt pushed to the side as a sizeable 3d Map of his world appeared on the desk of the Goddess. The map began to shift and spin around his world until it settled on Garnia. The Titan waved her fingers, and the map zoomed in close onto the capital city. The long fingers kept swiping and moving until most skyscrapers began to stand slightly taller than him on the table, with the tallest building reaching four times his height. 

Cassi - Goddess of Wisdom

Her fingers manipulated space-time with perfect precision as she located her target. She couldn’t help but blush as her insides tingled with excited anticipation of what was to come. The tiny city and its population were unaware of their fates as she scaled them to purpose on her desk, though as soon as she locked the location in, the 3D image began emitting sounds and smells. Her tiny guest had backed away in shock as she took in the sense of power she felt over the confused masses. “Mmmmm,” she let out a deafening moan as she loomed over the city. She began slowly by just letting her delicate fingers run over the fragile buildings, enjoying the sensation of the tiny wobbles and cracks that formed under the tiniest bit of pressure. Cassi spent a few minutes just running her hands over and around the city, careful to avoid significant damage as she revelled in the powerplay. The tiny population below was now consumed with terror as they scattered and ran. She brought her index finger to her mouth and sucked on it seductively as she made direct eye contact with her tiny ambassador. “I think you’ll find convincing your people surprisingly easy.”, she cooed down to him as she brought her wet finger down to the city and slid it along the main street. Tiny speck-sized mortals simply stuck to her wet fingertip as she dragged it along the ground. “After all, how else will they explain this?” She  brought the large finger up to her lips, wettened by a recently retreating tongue. Her digit was sensually dragged across her lower lip as the struggling people were transferred from finger to her lip. As she retracted her finger they were just left there, squirming on her vast pink expanse. The titan very carefully closed and opened her mouth in an effort to spread the mass of life evenly between both of her lips. Satisfied with her own work she smiled down to her little pilot. “Does this lipstick look good on me? I call it Garnians. It's rare, one might even say, last of its kind brand.” Her fingers traced her lips as she spoke, feeling for micro-movements between her tip and lip. “Mmmmm, I’m going to need to get off after this I think.” Returning her fingers to the city, she slowly began to push the small buildings over, feeling them buckle and crunch under her fingers as he moved them through the buildings and streets. “It’s the small things that make me smile, like that man over there saving his family from the falling building.”, Cassi tried to demonstrate what she meant to her audience by pointing towards a particular spot between some buildings, though except for the man in question, nobody could really tell who she meant. “It's cute, but as I roll my finger just a little….pop..there she goes and now he's trapped with no-one to save.” She noticed her pilot had turned away from her display and was pacing around in distress.  “Oh Cheer up! You saved your world today, and you managed to piss off both the Goddesses of Death and War, so I imagine your life will get more interesting before long.” Cassi couldn't hold in the giggle as his face drained of colour at the mention of her sister's aspects, nearly dropping her second application of Garnian lipstick down between her breasts.  “Here, Take this portal back to your ship and spread the good word to your people, I’ll finish up with Garnia so you’ll have all the proof you need.” Flicking her wrist a small portal opened behind the terrified mortal as she turned back to the city like a hungry school girl looking at a hot dinner. “Nope, I thought I could get through this without getting sexual, but I just can’t do it”, she confessed to herself as her hands worked to remove her panties. While she carefully stepped up onto the desk, she lightly kicked the tiny pilot into the portal as he was still standing by it to ogle her. “Okay, as Your Goddess, I would appreciate it if you all screamed in unison as I do this. It helps me feel the effect.”, she casually remarked down to the people, while her hand moved to resize her rift to fit all of Garnia. She shifted the whole cluster of islands to fit into a 1 inch square portal on her desk as she sat down over it. The scent of her wet labia washed over the now microcontinent. “Oookaay, here we go folks. Scream for me.”, she spoke down at the nano civilisation as she slowly rolled herself forward, her hand pulling back her clit hood as she eased forward into the portal. The huge pink nub was descending painstakingly slowly for the population before it was suddenly all over for them. “Aaaah!” Cassi cooed as she tried to catch her breath between deep moans. “That...was...a lot..of people snuffed ...under my clit.” She slid forward slowly dragging her whole nethers across the portal, levelling that patch of Redmine to a barren swipe of dirt. Her little rift closed as she flopped back on the desk with her fingers already working to finish what Garnia had started, turning her mental focus to lives still trapped on her lips as she worked herself out of her lust.

Scrubbed

Arianna - Goddess of Love

Arianna lounged around her Domain of Angels Arcadia, feeling the soft clouds roll over her delicate pale skin. She had a lot on her mind, there were things she needed to do but finding the conviction to face, the other Goddesses was illuding her. Recently her thoughts had turned to her daughter; initially, she had offered herself as a tribute to save the fate of her young child, it felt like a lifetime ago, and now she was a Goddess in her own right. Having tracked down her wayward daughter she discovered her fate was not as calm as she would have preferred; only a few short years after her tribute, her daughter was also chosen as tribute herself. What was worse is that she now resided in the Ruby City. The red city was a sprawling slum that spread out from beneath Fiona’s throne. The Goddess of War and her Demon Priestesses toyed with the residents relentlessly. Her daughter would be a different person if she had survived that long under the heel of the bitch goddess. Arianna’s mind was a mess as the thoughts turned darker, and it only worsened when she considered her lack of confidence to approach Fiona with the matter; the price she would ask could be horrific.

Looking out into nothing the pink-robed Goddess finally noticed the collection of angels gathering around her soft feet, pleading eyes looking up to her in concern. She smiled down to her loving devotees, “What troubles you my beauties?” They all responded to the question immediately and ended up talking over one another. Even though the words were overlapping, Arianna had no problem parsing the wall of words, “I’m fine dears; I just have a lot on my mind.” Jenna, one of the senior Angels, spoke up to her caring Goddess, “Maybe we can kiss your toes; that normally relaxes you?” Arianna brightened at the suggestion and nodded her affirmation, she would never force her Angels to do such demeaning things, but she loved it when they offered to serve her willingly. A few moments passed and she found herself having slipped out of her sandals to allow the smaller women full access to her soles and relaxing in her cloud throne. She enjoyed the gentle touches of her loyal followers, but at the same time she also became keenly aware of the tensions she felt in the rest of her body. “You know what I need, ladies? I need a warm bath.” As she spoke another large cloud drifted down next her relaxed form and gradually formed itself into a heart-shaped bathtub. Water started to seep in through the edges as more angels flew over to see what was going on around their divine Mistress.

“Maybe you would care to join me?” Arianna giggled as she loosened her robe and playfully let it fall to the ground, a scattering of feathers exploded around her feet as the small Angels dived out of the way. “Now, everyone turn around while I take off my underwear.”, she announced jokingly as she slid her white panties down to her ankles and flicked them away with her toes. To her surprise, all of her Angels had actually averted their eyes; the genuine giggles rang out across Arcadia as she removed her bra. “I was joking, you know? You are welcome to enjoy the sights my body has to offer, if you so desire.” Stepping over the fluffy cloud edge and standing in the knee-high hot water she sighed in pleasure as her winged followers all landed around the edge, some already stripping their clothes to join her. “This is for us all; I think we could all do with it in light of what's to come.”, leaving the ominous question hanging she lowered herself into the water, her nude form barely causing ripples as she slid beneath the surface.

Jenna landed near her shoulder as the Goddess let out a relaxed sigh; the small Angel was always eager to voice the desires of the others: “The girls and I would like to take this opportunity to worship you properly, Goddess. We owe you so much for treating us so well.” Arianna smiled as the offer was made; This was the true power of love. She could have the best of both worlds. “Of course you may. Worship away without restriction.” The senior disciple launched herself from the edge of the bath to hover over the scene, looking down at the assembled women; “The Goddess will permit unlimited worship. Show her how much she means to us!” The large woman blushed a light pink in light of the devotion she felt as fifty or more 20cm Angels leapt into the bath and swam towards her. It was a thoroughly new and enjoyable experience. Soon she could feel a hundred tiny hands massaging her all over as they swam around looking for any exposed skin to do their part. Arianna felt her hands carefully navigating through the sea of small bodies, until she eventually found her now firm nipples. She began slowly rubbing one of them, when a pair of tiny hands gripped her slender finger. She cocked an eye towards the tiny Angel who had halted her self pleasure. “My Goddess. Let me, please?”, the small blonde girl asked in an almost pleading tone. “Sure, go ahead, darling.” Zhe small girl immediately started to suck and chew on the Goddess’s firm nipple. Being the Goddess of Love was certainly inspiring; she thought to herself as she closed her eyes to enjoy the all-encompassing stimulation.

Angel Leah - Angel of Love

 “You’re sure you want to do this?” Angel Leah said to the tiny mortals who had found their way up to the large bath. The small man who had led the tributes into this domain spoke up, “The Goddess has decreed that she is willing to take any worship that comes offered freely. We come offering it!” The huge Angel simply reached down and grabbed the tiny doll-sized mortals as she replied; “Very well. The Goddess did say we were unrestricted; so come with me.” The Angel pushed herself back into the water and began swimming towards the titanic Goddess relaxing in the centre of this artificial lake. Weaving through her sister Angels, she floated just above the colossus’s navel before she confirmed once more with her passengers, loud enough for others to hear: “You’re certain you are willing to give yourselves to our Goddess?” The men all looked to each other before nodding up to the large woman who gripped them. She nodded back before taking a huge breath and diving under the water. Arianna opened one eye as she heard the exchange below, and wondered what the little angel was up to with mortals in a place like this?

Arianna - Goddess of Love

 The Goddess of Love sucked in a deep breath as she felt a tiny angel penetrate deep into her sex. She contracted her internal walls instinctively and squeezed them; but the small mortals had already been deposited into her sensitive areas, after the little Angel had skillfully forced herself deep into her Mistress and left the mortal offerings at both her A & G-spots before gracefully excusing herself from her love tunnel. “Oh, my!” she said out loud as her hand pushed tiny angels aside seeking her clitoris, “What have you naughty little girls done to me?” she cooed as she began to stimulate her submerged woman-hood. Only able to indulge for a few moments before her fingers were accosted by her devotees looking to take over the job of stimulating their divine. “Oh, If...you insist...go for it” she panted as stretched her legs out over the edges of her warm tub, enjoying the constant massage and now sexual stimulation. It was a slow painful build, but when her release finally came she exploded in pink energy, the bath and all surrounding clouds sundered as screamed out her climax, it had been a long time since she had been appropriately stimulated.

As the Goddess slowly revelled in her afterglow, she looked around at the pink splashes that were once clouds and the fallen angels laying around on the ground, who were all dyed pink as well. “Oh what have I done?” the Goddess lamented, while observing the devastation she had caused. She was quickly interrupted when a familiar voice cut in; “That was glorious, Goddess!” Jenna said as she limped over, covered in pink goo, “Your climax hit us all! We all felt it as you did, most of the girls are having a hard time coming down from it!” Arianna let out a sigh of relief after having made sure she had not accidentally hurt everyone. She even felt a strange wriggling from her nethers as her little mortal tributes dragged themselves free of her sticky vagina, “I am glad you survived as well, I guess I don’t have it in me to kill.” Pushing herself up to her feet, clouds began swirling back into existence as Arcadia restored itself, “Now I have to face the music. Now I need to petition the Goddess of War.”

Souls

 
Theia – Goddess of Destiny

Goddess Sarah stood beside her newly ascended sister Theia in the Great Hall on New Eden, gesturing at the stunning and immeasurably large design of the room. “It might not look as intricate as the previous temple, but the actual beauty is in its simplicity. You see, we’re all very different and it’s quite hard to find a common ground in our preferences, so I’m very glad that we managed to design our temple together. … I know you hadn’t been with us when we dreamt up this world, but I hope you still like it.” Theia gave her a hesitant nod before Sarah went on to explain the actual purpose of this room as a point of connection between the Pantheon and the realms of mortals. It gives them a place to receive a guaranteed answer to their prayers. She went on to say that this was a task that would also befall Theia more directly; she is to help mortals to develop and reach a level of intelligence at which they can be guided to believe in the divinity of the godly sisters – connecting them to the Pantheon. Theia basically understood this to be about giving meaning to a whole new set of monuments that would need to be erected across the entirety of the universe; which could only be described as such an endless amount of work, that she dreaded imagining it.

"But of course we don’t all live in this room. Each one of us also has their own ‘domain’.” Sarah stepped closer to one of the walls, which slid aside to reveal a doorway leading to a luscious garden that stretched past the horizon. “Those are basically near infinite realms, that are designed to fit our individual needs and preferences. This one is mine. … I find the beauty of nature very calming.” She paused after waving her door shut again. “Though I have to admit, not all of us have the power to actually create something from nothing. It’s mainly Cassi and I who can do that, which is why we shared our powers when designing the temple together. If not, the others would have had a hard time filling their domains properly. But at the time we didn’t know what you’d like, so we just left it blank. … And while I’d love to help you decorate your room, there’s just, well, a minor problem that you’d need to take care of first, I think.” The Goddess of Life laughed nervously as she shuffled towards the door behind Theia’s throne, “They, uhm, started appearing in there shortly after we all came to power. We’d have done something, it’s just that none of us can touch them. … Since they’re in your room we thought that … well, maybe they’re there for you.” As the door slid open, it revealed an endless white void, … with a large blue carpet in the middle? “I also need to deal with another lost sister of ours. So, yes, good luck.” Sarah unceremoniously shoved Theia into the room, before simply sliding the door shut again.

With the push Theia inadvertently stumbled directly onto the carpet, which gave no resistance to her step. Though when she looked down she noticed that individual strands were trying to flee from her sandaled foot? She quickly stepped out of the odd writhing shape that stretched out below her. As she lifted her foot she noticed the mangled strands of things falling off her sole and landing back on the ground. Carefully she knelt down to more closely inspect this phenomenon, which quickly turned out to be a huge crowd of tiny people. Even more peculiar the flattened people that very unlucky enough to stand beneath her when she entered the room had by now gotten up on again and seemed completely unharmed. In bewilderment the Goddess reached out and picked up one of the tiny beings in the middle of the crowd in front of her.

Willeon Chammes – Knight of the Realm

 Sir Chammes, one of the most skilled knights of the Empire, was riding into battle against the remaining Loyalists guarding the Temple to the false Goddess. He and his men had it on good authority that all the Priestesses had left, leaving only misguided foot folk and nobles to guard these heretical sites. Willeon’s king was convinced that if these buildings would be destroyed, the link between the kingdom and the planes of hell, where these monstrous Priestesses came from, would be severed; and they were finally free. And so they rode into battle. But somehow word must have gotten to the Loyalists – they had been prepared and their archers were ready atop the temple. In a streak of extremely unfortunate luck, Willeon had been hit directly into his eye by one of the arrows. In agonising pain, he fell off his horse, and was promptly trampled to death by his comrades running over him in their blind panic.

For the brave knight, the moment seemed to last forever, but once it was over, and everything had turned black, he knew he had died. But this calm wasn’t meant for him for long. Shortly afterwards a white light pulled him into a strange and blinding new world. Still in full armour, he landed on a vast shimmering white ground, that clunked loudly against his body. As he tried to stand up, he noticed his hands, his whole body really, burning in a translucent blue, that generally seemed to make himself partially transparent. He must have looked like a spectre, but his worries about his wellbeing faded once he managed to look around. There were several more men standing around him, all just as confused as him. After discussing their most recent memories it became obvious that they all had died, and that this must be some sort of afterlife. But given that there was nothing else in this endless world, they reasoned that this must be purgatory, and their true afterlife was still to come. Over time many more appeared, and since there was nowhere to go, they all just huddled together and tried to talk about their lives. It was frightening for Willeon to hear about lands that seemed beyond everything he had known, but they all shared their knowledge of the cruel goddess that tormented them. Eventually the crowd became too large to still know everyone, and that’s just how it seemed to be from then on, surrounded by unfamiliar people from strange places forever more. With enough time this ate away at the sanity of some, but after becoming too weak from screaming and crying, they all eventually came back to terms with the fact that this was their existence now. Willeon was about to give up hope himself, when suddenly a radiant figure appeared in the distance at the edge of the crowd. She seemed taller than any mountain he knew, but gazing up to her, he knew he was on his path to a great afterlife.

The titanic beauty at the horizon looked nothing like the demon that was portrayed in these temples at home. Dressed in a simple grey sheet, and with her hairs adorning the colours of the night sky, she seemed like the Goddess of the people – the caring human deity that his grandparents talked about. She seemed so calm and graceful as she knelt down to come closer to them all. In a surprised expression, her burning purple eyes seemingly gazed down directly at him, and he fell to his knees. Stuck between her immense fingers he was plucked off the ground and brought up to her shining eyes. He was ready to be welcomed to the life after death.

Theia – Goddess of Destiny

Judging by his armor, Theia had seemingly picked up a little knight. She didn’t quite understand why, but as she looked him up and down, the memories of her divine predecessors came to her. This was a dead mortal – one who had used up his time in the realm of the living. He would now need to be consumed, so that the essence of his depleted time could be rewound and fed back into new developed lives across the universe. Many many eons ago these mortals would be judged by their merits in life; those who performed exceptionally kind or noble deeds would be sent to a heaven of some sort, where they could frolic with the Gods for an eternity. Those who committed unspeakable evils would also see their remaining time stretched out into the endless, but they instead would be cast to a perpetuity of torment. Neither of these acts had any particular reason to them – they just served to entertain long lost gods. Though the last goddess, before her ascension, didn’t seem to care for this level of micro-management. She simply inhaled her dead, and automatically turned them into new time for the universe. And those already left in the hell and heaven of the past were turned into a flaming cup of immortal ice cream that was seemingly very enjoyable.

Theia recoiled when she “remembered” how much “she herself” enjoyed that cup of ice cream in the past. She also didn’t like the idea of having to consume the souls of the dead to spin new strands of time, but with the last goddess having been gone for so long, there was quite the queue of dead stuck here with her in purgatory. And she couldn’t just leave them roaming around here, if she was to live in this domain… Carefully she raised the little soul to her eyes to look at the little strand of time that dangled from his being: He hadn’t accomplished a lot in his life … and he actively seemed to despise those beneath his standing as a knight of his home realm. She saw him bully several peasants, even snatching food away from starving beggars in the past. An awful person, but surely, he wouldn’t deserve endless torment … Carefully she turned him over, before raising the speck up to her lips. He was almost entirely engulfed by the pillow-like pink flesh that framed her mouth. And as the little knight felt himself pressed into the soft wall in front of him, an enormous wind started to pull at him; but instead of getting himself sucked into the vortex, the enormous fingers beside him held him firmly in place. However, he still felt his form slowly dwindling as the wind dragged at him; his plate mail fell away and vanished in the air as he regressed to the age of a young man. He started to struggle and fight once he realised he would reach his boyhood again soon, but there was nothing he could do against the strength of the giant woman that surrounded him. And just a moment later his consciousness faded, and the last of his time was taken back by its rightful owner. Everyone alive only loans their time from her, and almost all will see her come back to collect.
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The taste of used time was surprisingly pleasant and produced a sort of tickling in her chest as her heart was working to recycle the strand. Trying to banish these thoughts, Theia quickly got up again to figure out how to organise this. Though as she looked down at the crowd at her feet, she quickly realised that they had begun swarming her. They were all around her feet and staring up at her … directly up her dress. Beet red, Theia kick a large chunk of the crowd aside, their spectral bodies seemingly flying far enough away to cover distances that could encompass large cities. Angrily she tried to march out of the sea of people, inadvertently stepping on countless more of them. Once she reached clear ground she turned around and commanded everyone to stop running after her: “Everyone will have their turn; you will be judged on the lives you lead and then sent to your afterlife. But please, form a queue!” Dragging her sandal across the ground left a scuff mark, behind which people quickly began lining up.

Theia was impressed with how easy it was to control these people … but she couldn’t be kneeling here judging all of them with a hunched back; that’d get uncomfortable really quickly. In a bid of desperation she did the only thing she could think of; with a wave of her hand she pulled the contents of the Architect’s office from the Skybarrier Temple into this realm. Her old life, which was basically just a glass desk, an old swivel chair, a filing cabinet and her grandfather’s pendulum clock, now stood at her feet, at a miniscule scale. With another sweeping gesture she enlarged the items to fit her new divine stature. It definitely wouldn’t look as grandiose as what her sisters had, but it’d make due for now. Before she took a seat, she willed a little portal into existence that connected the scuff mark on the floor with the desk. Commandingly she ordered the first person to step through, who promptly did as he’d been told. … Though Theia didn’t realise that the long queue of people stretching out in front of her desk could still all see her striped underwear, even when she was crossing her legs…

Not long after she had begun, Theia realised that it’d be more efficient to do the sorting first, and then process all humans at once; and so she began dropping those who would need to be absorbed into a repurposed candy bowl on her desk. But once she encountered someone who has lived such a devoted life, that she’d deserve to move on to a heaven of some sort, Theia scrambled to find a place for her – she couldn’t just leave them standing on the table. She began to regret losing her toolbelt when she ascended, and she vowed to find something to wear with pockets once she was done for the moment, though in a desperate bid to leave the little woman somewhere, she simply pulled at the top of her dress, and dropped the woman into the right cup of her bra. She firmly informed her that, if she moved, she would lose her ticket to heaven, and unsurprisingly the little one remained perfectly still. A few more people were added to that collection, before Theia had to deal with such a terrible man, that he’d need to be sent to a hell, that also wouldn’t exist yet. He earned a temporary spot in her left cup; an undeserving fate for the rape crimes he committed. Though luckily there weren’t many people deserving of these special fates in total, and the majority just seemed to be dropped into the bowl on the table. Though most peculiarly no matter how many people were dropped in there, the thing never overflowed.

It had taken a while, but After hours of staring at people’s lives and judging them on their accomplishments, she eventually had the line dwindled down to the last person, who was unceremoniously dropped into the candy bowl as well. Theia thought about how she would need help with this in the future, especially once she was called to pick up on her other divine duties as well. But for now she just dreaded what had to come next; but then again, she also thought how actually eating something seemed quite refreshing now. She picked up the bowl and brought it up to her lips; the thing was teeming with now terrified beings, who all knew that their fate wouldn’t be as wonderful as they had hoped at the start. The giant pink lips at the rim of their world parted, revealing a dark and moist cavern behind it. As the Goddess began to tip the bowl towards her, many could feel her warm breath washing over them, though that did little to quench the panic that broke out.

Desperately these people tried to climb over one another to escape their demise, but it was no use; just moments later the bowl was tilted enough for all of them to just stream down into her mouth. Like living chocolate sprinkles they were dumped onto her tongue before slithering down her tongue. As the first people fell out of view at the back of the Goddess’s throat, their terrified screams grew louder. It produced an odd and tickling feeling in Theia’s mouth, that sent a shiver through her jaw. Though as she kept pouring she also realised that these little beings went down as easily as a breath of air, negating the need to swallow, even if she instinctively wanted to. After less than a minute the river of people flowing through her mouth died down, and the last of them vanished inside her. Though unbeknownst to the Goddess, a few souls actually managed to escape her by climbing on top of their fellows and jumping off the side of the bowl. But they only bounced off her cleavage before being thrown between the mounds of flesh that’d be their prison. Whether they managed to clamber their way out or to either of the two groups in her bra was to be seen.

With a sigh Theia placed the empty bowl back on her table. After composing herself she got up again and started walking towards the door – she needed to talk to Sarah about creating a new set of heaven and hell for these souls. But she didn’t notice the little dead mortal who just popped into her realm directly under her foot. He didn’t feel the pain of getting his torso rammed into his hips, but that’d change soon – once his body will have reformed and he’d have been judged for the murders he committed, he will face an eternity of suffering.

Sanity

 
Sarah - Goddess of Life

 Sitting in her domain the Matriarch of the Gods watched as the small Goddess of the Wilds leapt from world to world, her tattered yellow robes barely recognisable as the feral woman tore through terrain with abandon. Sarah feared that Ella’s mind might be lost forever. Even after she had finally awoken from her long rest after ascension, her first act was to just run out and hunt. She seemed unwilling to communicate with the others as she stalked the Priestesses and tributes around New Eden. At one point Sarah actually caught her with the wing of an angel in her mouth, with the rest of the small Priestess probably already having been torn apart by her sharp teeth. Apologetically the Matriarch extended her power and pushed the primal Goddess from New Eden. Having Priestesses fearing for their lives because a Goddess was actively out to hunt them like mice wouldn't work. Though by now it seemed that Ella had discovered the powers that lay within her and she was teleporting between worlds, treating each one as a fresh hunting ground before curling up and sleeping. The current world the tortured woman had landed on was Tresie, whose civilisation Sarah had little experience with, but she knew it was densely populated. The feral Goddess was manoeuvring around the wild, untamed parts of the planet at an acceptable size of 15ft, so Sarah felt no need to intervene, although monitoring Ella had become a full-time occupation for the Matriarch.

Simon - Tresien Landscape Artist

The large empty canvas laid out in front of Simon was begging to see its potential fulfilled. A wish he happily obliged with as he painted one of the most exotic parts of his world on it; the high mountains of Zen’tor and their surrounding wildlands. He was a gifted painter, and this would be his latest masterpiece. With deft skill, he swiftly drew what he saw, and the scene before him soon consumed the entire canvas. Though as he painted, he noticed an odd figure figure, seemingly snoozing on the edge of the massive mountain range. He thought it looked odd, because he could make out fine feminine features, despite being so far away. The scale just looked wrong, and his mind struggled to rationalise it. Focussing on the object of his fascination, he took a separate canvas and painted the new scene more clearly. With his new piece of art done, he was still confused as to what he was actually looking at. Staring at his work he wondered if he should add the surreal scene to his landscape drawing as well. Deciding that it would only confuse the nobles that would buy from him, he vowed to finish the image without the strange figure. Though as soon as he had placed his original canvas back on the frame, ready to carry on with his work, he froze in confusion; she was gone.

Simon pulled out his pocket-scope and scanned the mountains where she had been, but he found nothing, no sign of the yellow-clad maiden. Slowly looking down at his picture he smiled, this was his only memory, but at least he had taken the time to capture the moment. Picking up his brush to resume, he felt the air rush past him as a loud sniff forced him to grab his canvases. He slowly turned, expecting to see some large cat glaring at him, but instead he came face to face with a huge woman. He fell backwards in shock and surprise, but her nose, which was as large as his head, quickly followed suit and continued sniffing at him. He was about to scream when a giant hand came down over his shoulders and head, silencing and pinning him in place. Through the gaps in her fingers, he could see the huge female examining his work with curious feline motions. It felt like an eternity passed before her face looked down at his trapped form again. It wasn’t very comforting to watch her tongue slowly sliding along her lips as she looked at him.

As she released him, the artist pushed backwards expecting to be dodging large teeth, but the huge woman just sat back in a kneeling position and gestured to the picture of the sleeping maiden with her eyes. Rising to his feet, Simon pointed to the image and then back to large woman looming near him, “It’s you, isn’t it? You … you’re so large! At least three-times the size of the common man; I wasn’t sure what I was painting.” Nodding, she offered him a hungry grin, which was quickly followed by her pointing to his blank canvas and striking a cat-like pose, along with her fingers extended like claws and a predatory smirk to go with it. He took her meaning as he rushed to set up his easel and paints to create a portrait for her. Gifted as he was he managed to craft a sketchy but beautiful depiction of the large woman within about 10 minutes and began to flesh out the colours and details as she broke her pose and hung her head over the canvas to look. She waited, watching him work, but as soon as he was finished she snatched the canvas, falling onto her back to admire his drawing of her. He felt elated that she approved of his work and was reaching to paint another of her enjoying it when she snapped back towards him, eyes flashing a pale yellow. He froze, as she carefully placed the painting down and reached for him, her hand expanding as she drew closer to grab him and his supplies in one hand.

When the hand released him, he found himself standing on a large cliff-edge, the yellow-clad woman now enormous and towering over him. With a single finger, she pointed to the canvas she had brought with them and then back to herself. Simon was terrified of the monstrously large woman, whose breasts alone were blocking out the light of the noon sun hanging in the sky above him. It was obvious she demanded another portrait; he had no idea what he had signed up for anymore but raised his paintbrush to acknowledge the request. He didn't want to anger her now. As he prepared his equipment, she strode away, the first time he had seen her move on two legs like a normal human. Then he saw where she was going, New Fenix, his hometown and the largest city on the continent lay before the towering yellow woman. The city’s great walls were barely reached up to her toes as she descended onto all fours and crawled around the edge of the city. Looking back towards him with a playful smile on her face, she struck a pose at the edge of the city sprawling out beneath her feline form. Simon started to paint; He needed to finish this before she decided to turn it into an action shot. The woman had a fine physique and under normal circumstances would have made a beautiful model, but right now he was unable to appreciate the beauty as he sketched in the homes of him and his friends near the huge knee of the titan. His home was used as the background for her newfound vanity.

Sarah - Goddess of Life

Watching as Ella walked on two legs the Matriarch found herself in awe of her sister; Maybe she was recovering after all. But just as quickly as she stood up she once again fell back into her primitive form and dragged herself around the outskirts of a large city. Sarah would usually intervene at this point and move her sister along before she could do too much damage, although this time it was different. Ella was posing for a portrait of all things. This new found interest in the artist had given Sarah some hope that sanity may be returning. As the titan posed over the city, Sarah reached out with her power, letting it seep into her sister’s mind, trying to help her heal, help her feel again. The Goddess of the Wilds shook her head in irritation but otherwise offered no resistance to Sarah’s subtle probing. “I will bring you back to us Ella, I promise.”, she whispered as she let her life energy flow through her.

Ella - Goddess of the Wilds

The small pictures of her made her smile, and she had no idea why. All she knew for sure was that she wanted more. This little snack was able to create them, so she would make him produce them. Looking down over the tiny prey she felt her hunger return. The tiny morsels running from her only made the urge to lean down and drag her tongue through the small dwellings stronger. But that could mess up her picture. So she held herself back. She felt proud to be able to resist. The numbing sensation in her mind irritated her. She could smell the green one again. She kept interfering with her hunts, and it was getting annoying. She was about to howl in pain when something snapped in her mind. “AAARRRGH” she screamed, sounding almost like the prey she usually hunts. But curiously shouting out in the human tongue caused visible waves of power to explode into the sky, forming storm clouds in the process that blocked out most of the sun. The energy felt alien, but she knew what it meant. Crawling through the city towards her artist she ignored the untold thousands that were snuffed beneath her hands and knees as she slunk towards the cliff-edge.

She knew she must have looked ominous as she raised her towering head over the cowering form of her small snack. Carefully she brought a single razor-sharp claw up to the cliff and pointed it directly at him. She was surprised but also pleased with herself, when her finger began to glow with power as it hovered over her captive, who at this point had fallen backwards in fear of her. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly turned her hand to point at herself. Underlining the gesture she licked her lips, reminding him of his place in the world. Having his full attention she leaned in closer, her face by now filling his whole sky; she could see her breath fluttering through his clothes. In a very exaggerated motion she glanced over to the side. Looking back she realised that he didn’t get the hint, so more demonstrably she tilted her head towards her hand as she glanced over again. Making sure he followed her gaze this time, she rapidly clenched her hand into a fist. To her surprise, the motion was emphasised by thunder crashing high above them in the background.

The tiny man began nodding frantically. He understood. Satisfied she started shrinking down to about 10ft, while simultaneously crawling up the mountain side. Having reached the top again in seconds, she immediately stalked over to the the new picture. Looking over it she smiled; the tiny image of herself sticking her chest out looked as powerful as she felt. Eagerly she tore the canvas off and looked it over before producing the other to lay them side by side. She began giggling gleefully as she admired the images of herself. Pointing to another canvas, she waited for the tiny figure to show he understood before she threw herself back from the ground and high into the sky, turning and somersaulting as her size expanded. Landing in the middle of New Fenix, buildings vanished under her while others simply crumbled and fell from the earthquake that followed her impact. Lying down, she rested her head between her hands and smiled sweetly towards the cliff her artist stood on.

Simon - Tresien Landscape Artist

There were no words to describe the horror that unfolded in front of him. This woman, this monster had just destroyed a large section of New Fenix on her way back to him. His friends and family were all down there; he no idea if any of them survived her casual crawl. Then for the first time, she made her intentions clear to him in defined gestures. The primal girl had laid claim to him like he was a piece of meat. His only thought was that he was lucky she didn't feel the need to pee on him to mark territory as other animals did. Once the huge girl had finished admiring the pictures he had made, she gestured for yet another. His mind was reeling from anger and terror but ultimately it was hopeless. If he refused, she would surely kill him. But at least he could try to direct her with his work, get her to pose for him away from the city for his next picture. He raised his brush to accept her command and was about to start talking about poses when she just launched herself into the air. Simon watched in horror as the huge girl landed with a thunderous crash in the middle of his home, obliterating the large central section of the city directly beneath her, as the shockwave levelled most of the rest. He froze up; he couldn't do this, he couldn't paint this. Tears began streaming down his face, and the grip on his paintbrush became painful, while he just stood there for what felt like hours, watching the huge girl squirm over the remains of his city, getting comfortable. He was about to turn and just run from his fate, when a soft feminine voice spoke up behind him. The soothing effect it had on his addled mind was almost instantaneous, and yet she still sounded firm and commanding, “You are going to paint her. You should get started.” He slowly turned to see the kindly looking blonde woman who was talking to him. In a flowing green robes she stood before him; her hand extended towards his blank canvas. Shaking his head he stepped back, away from the woman, but forgetting he was standing on the edge of the cliff he sharply fell from the high ledge. The impact came sooner than expected as he bounced across the soft surface below, something felt wrong about his sudden landing, swinging over onto his back, the scream that came from him could have been heard for miles. He lay on a huge palm, the blonde woman smiling down on him as she spoke once more. “That was very silly; now you will paint my sister until she verbally frees you from this obligation. If you do not, this whole world will be forfeit as a price for defying your…” she leaned in, her giant lips almost touching him as she whispered, “Gods.” It took Simon a few moments to recover from the rush of wind as the titan finalised her statement. As he looked around he found himself sitting back on the cliff edge, with his paintbrush still in hand. The huge woman who was still lying on his home city appeared to be “very elegantly” digging rubble out of her ass crack. His city was no longer the only thing at stake and the powers at play were beyond negotiation, and so he painted. His best chance was to try and convince his new owner to release him from his bonds of servitude.

Sarah - Goddess of Life

Relaxing back in her throne, the Matriarch resumed watching the artist as he worked. He had drawn more civilised emotions from her lost sister than anything she had previously tried. She recognised that it would be torture for him to witness the primal lust of Ella as he was forced to record it all, but it would be worth it to see her sister recover. After all, what is the life of a mortal in return for a Goddess? Sarah sighed. The responsibilities of being Matriarch to the new Pantheon were not resting well on Sarah's shoulders. Despite it all, she found herself feeling nostalgic for the time she spent as a servant for the former divine being; life had been more straightforward, and she was the only person who would suffer from her very few mistakes, but now untold billions could suffer from a slip of her foot. Why was she not offered a choice on becoming the ultimate authority? Her thoughts went dark when she thought about a universe where Fiona was in charge; maybe it was the best that she held the reigns. She popped a squirming mortal in her mouth and enjoyed his squirming as she savoured him. Being a Goddess still had some perks.

Shortage

Alyssa – Goddess of Death

“What the fuck do you mean we’re out of large tributes?!” Alyssa slammed her hand into a row of cages that adorned the wall next to her. Nearly all of the 2cm tall tributes inside were tossed to the back, and some of them even splattered as they hit the bars at the other end. The Valkyrie hovering near her Goddess flinched in shock, before scrambling to sputter out some words, “Well … they … just ran out? You’ve used them all. And we haven’t seen any new tributes since t-“ The Goddess of Death groaned loudly, as she was pacing up and down the room, “Look! I need some of the larger fuckers to get off! I can only blow down so much dust, before I need something substantial. And if there aren’t any dedicated sex toys around, I’ll have to make use of the next biggest thing!” The Valkyrie’s heart sank as it dawned on her that the only thing larger than the tributes in this domain were herself and her servant sisters. The Goddess stopped in her tracks and pinched the bridge of her nose with an exaggerated sigh, “The tributes have to be around here somewhere - they’ve always just been coming in on their own. Have you asked around if one of the others has them? … I swear to myself, if Arianna has been hiding them all away…” The little winged Priestess hovered closer to her Goddess to produce her stammering response, “P- Pl- Please forgive me G- Goddess, but … but we actually already t- talked to the other Priestesses; they all thought you were responsible f- for gathering the tributes.”, she paused before hesitantly saying, “And as I tried to say; since the ascension the tributes stopped coming … Please forgive me for assuming, but I think it might have something to do with the redesign of the temple … to my knowledge there is no tribute chamber on New Eden.”

In a dramatic fashion Alyssa tossed herself on her plush sofa– she was annoyed and frustrated. She’d only just started to enjoy the immortal souls the Goddess of Destiny had given to her – it amazed her how even after grinding them entirely apart, they eventually reformed, all while suffering unimaginable amounts of pain throughout the whole process. And since their fates were technically stagnant now, their minds couldn’t even break, leaving them to consciously suffer through everything they could be put through. While experimenting Alyssa found it extremely pleasurable to chew them into a mushy pile of gore, fish this piece of “living bubble gum” out of her mouth, and then rub it against her clitoris to relish in the sensation of the little souls dragging themselves against her most sensitive spots as they’re reforming under her finger. Though as exciting as this was, in the end these were all still too small to actually get herself off; and now she was apparently out of the tributes that she could actually feel break inside herself.

By now a couple of Valkyries had lined up on one of her armrest, ready to be used by their Goddess – they were fierce cruel and selfish creatures, but they still knew that they have to serve their Goddess no matter the consequences for them. But to their relief the Goddess just brushed them off the sofa while she was getting up, “All Valkyries, gather!”, she ordered loudly, “I guess I’ll have to do my job, but the quicker we get it done, the sooner we can go back to having fun!” Within a minute the Goddess of Death was surrounded by a swarm of her leather-clad winged sirens, all eager to do more than just collect tributes for their master – it wasn’t often that they’d get to enjoy a mortal world, and so they were all keen to make the best of it. And in a flash of dark light all of them had vanished into thin air.

Valkyrie Stefanie – Planet Ashur

Stefanie’s heart was racing so much, one could probably hear her pulse simply by bringing an ear close to her perky chest. She was one of the youngest in Goddess Alyssa’s service, and so the last time she saw natural sunlight was shortly before the ceremony that inaugurated her as a Priestess. But that wasn’t really why she was so eager; it had been fun to torment the little caged humans, but they were just that – animals in captivity. Getting to go out with the Goddess, and hunt them in their natural habitat, where their spirits haven’t been touched yet, and they still properly feared the towering might of the previously meek girl – that was the real thrill! By the time the Goddess’s dark cloud was replaced with the vista of a bustling human city, Stefanie was almost drooling over what she was about to do! Meanwhile the Goddess produced a little satchel out of thin air and held it up for everyone to see, “Alright girls, I want you to collect some humans and drop them in here. You may play with them a little, but don’t forget why we’re here! Now, who wants to be in charge of the collection satchel?” The powerful voice already struck fear into the hearts of the mortals below, but by the time she had finished talking, most people had broken out in panic. Stefanie was looking around marvelling at the carnage below – this must be what it feels like to be a Goddess, she thought. By now one of the older Valkyries had flown up to pick up the satchel, which was quickly replaced by another, much larger version, that the Goddess attached to her robe at hip level. Finally, with a wave of her hand she dismissed everyone to start hunting.

Stefanie immediately darted off into the opposite direction – there was something cathartic about being allowed to fly as fast and freely as she could - but primarily she just wanted to have some alone time with humans, before her sisters could get to prying them away from her for collection. She flew over an adjacent human settlement looking for a good place to start her adventure, but every time something caught her attention, it was outshined by something more interesting and exciting in the distance: Some little mortals fleeing their home to reach their car, how delightful, but what’s that? A school yard filled with young ones completely unaware of the threat? But oh look; a train station that could be crawled into to trap the mortals with her inside. How marvellous, but oh over there, a stadium with stands full of people that could be rolled around on. This went on for several minutes and she had already passed two to three cities, which at this point meant she had put enough humans between herself and the Goddess to buy her a good 30 minutes of private fun. She was about to dive down into a packed public swimming pool when she spotted a peculiar structure in the distance; a large marble-white spire with curvy patterns and large round windows that stood taller than anything else in the city. Large sections were still covered in scaffolding, but that didn’t detract from the impressive sight. It looked important, which probably meant it held the richest and most powerful people on the planet, ready to be bullied by her!

She darted down towards the entrance, and found herself landing on a large open courtyard, that saw one half surrounded by white pillars, holding up some sort of flat roof, and the other half decorated with 7 immense busts (one of which being covered in more scaffolding) that towered even above the comparatively large Valkyrie by at least 2 heads. When she stepped closer she quickly realised that they were depicting her Goddesses; Matriarch Sarah calmly staring down at her in the middle, with Alyssa, Fiona, and Ella to her left, and Cassi, Arianna, and hidden under the construction framework presumably Theia to her right. And as if on cue a small group of construction workers emerged on the little ramshackle catwalks from behind the unfinished bust. “Good afternoon, Miss. The Goddess didn’t mention she’d send someone, but we appreciate any helping hand we can get. I guess with someone like you around we can probably have the temple finished within a week.” A temple? This place looked nothing like the brown dark dungeons that she used to learn to serve in. It was obvious that after the ascension they’d probably need to be upgraded to reflect the new order, but in comparison this new design almost looked more caring and gentler, than the oppressive sites of old. It was probably just her nostalgia, but she didn’t necessarily like this change. Still, those thoughts vanished when she noticed the 3 young guys just staring at her.

Passionately she drew her hands along her smooth frame, while stepping closer to them, “Do you like what you see?” Back when she was still a mortal herself, she was often overlooked given how small and underdeveloped her body looked; the little bumps on her chest barely compared to any of the Priestesses she used to server under in the past, and even her fellow acolytes looked better than her. She was insecure, timid, and shy, but now, with the blessing of the Goddess, her stature alone turned heads in her direction. She felt confident in her ability to enchant people with her looks; and those who refused, could easily be crushed.

Seductively she pulled down her leather bra and pressed her breasts against the metal railing between her and the men. It amazed her how freely these people just approached her, how carelessly they just pressed their palms into her skin – tributes usually tried their best to get away from her, but these mortals were actually seeking her out. “I’m glad you like them, but maybe I need to help you get a closer look.” Stefanie reached down, picked up two of the large doll sized men and then held them against one of the cheeks of Goddess Arianna’s worried stone-visage. Before they could question what she was about to do, she simply pressed her breasts against them, pinning them in place. She really enjoyed their struggles, the sensation of tiny flailing arms and legs kicking and scrambling against her soft skin – it made her all tingly – a feeling she gave into by pistoning her torso up and down in a circular motion. As a consequence the men found themselves being drilled against by her hardening nipples, which only stiffened quicker when they tried to push against them. Though in an effort not to break her new toys too quickly, Stefanie stepped backwards, while holding her hands in place underneath the statue’s cheek to safely catch them. Though to her delight only one of them actually landed in her hand; the other managed to hold onto her erect nipple, while in part also supporting himself by wedging his foot into her lowered bra.

Looking down at them it was obvious that they all still enjoyed themselves, including the third onlooker atop scaffolding, who was quickly joined in the fun when she picked him up as well. She relished in the exciting feeling of the guy clambering to hold onto her breast, and so she began to emulate that feeling all over her body by rubbing the two in her hand against herself – sensually she dragged them along her legs, around her hips and further up until their heads bounced into her armpits; she tried to carry on and rub them all over her belly, but the two seemingly didn’t like being pinned under her arms, and began struggling so much, that she actually lost her grip on them. Both fell to the ground with a little thud, but they still seemed more or less okay. Still, Stefanie didn’t like that sort of rejection, so she dropped to her knees, trapping both of them underneath her. Carefully she pulled the guy holding onto her chest off and held him down to see his struggling friends. The dark angel didn’t say a word and simply increased the pressure on his friends – she wanted him to see this. But only when the others began crying out in pain did he start to punch the hand holding him. A terrifying crunch and a splatter of blood hitting him indicated what she had just done, and he just went limp in shock, which Stefanie thought was a shame. She liked how eager he had been up until now, and even dragging him up between her legs, over her leather panties, and across her belly button didn’t restore his vigour. Slightly annoyed she placed the little man’s head between her breasts again, only now she didn’t hold back when she was smothering him between them. Given their size it took a bit of adjusting and pushing the little body around, but eventually a loud crack indicated the life leaving his body. As she was about to get up to look for more people to play with, she finally noticed the shadow that had been looming over her for a good few seconds now. When she looked up and spotted the Goddess’s angry glare, she knew her life was over. Her world went black as an enormous sandal came down on her.

Alyssa – Goddess of Death

At first it was pretty fun to just tackle down skyscrapers and rummage through the rubble to pick out desperate survivors, or to just stalk through the suburbs and pry open the little vehicles of the mortals, but with all of them just running away, finding them became pretty infrequent and Alyssa’s arousal eventually died down. Add this to the fact that it’s pretty apparent that chasing mortals more or less individually turned out to be one of the most inefficient ways to gather them in the first place. And that isn’t even mentioning that the Valkyries were outcompeting her with the number of mortals collected. This had slowly turned from an entertaining rampage trip into a boring chore, which needed to be finished quicker, so she could get back to the fun waiting for her back home.

With her arm outstretched she simply began culling people from the city that was lying in her shadow – no matter where they were, her force simply ensnared them and slowly floated them over to her open palm, above which they formed several little floating balls of humans. To the Goddess they were about the size of an apple, and she was pretty tempted to just bite into one as if it were. Though she tried her hardest to resist, and instead dropped one ball of writhing humans into the endless satchel after the other … or maybe she shouldn’t avoid giving in, it was just a little bite after all. Holding the last ball up to her lips, she felt the little vibrations their screams created. At this point she was more or less used to playing with so many humans at once, but it was still always exciting to feel all of them struggle, punch and resist against her sensitive lips, as she went in to give them all her kiss of death. And just a moment later half of them were pressed into the dark humid cavern that is her mouth, with huge pearl-white teeth resting on either end of the sphere. The mortals got to experience just a few calm seconds before the cruel giant began to bite down, tearing anyone between her teeth apart. But most of those initially missed were not too lucky either, as not soon after her huge molars came crunching down on them as well, making it almost sound like she was eating an actual apple. The chaos unfolding in her mouth was absolutely blissful, and the Goddess visibly enjoyed her snack, as streams of blood formed at the corners of her mouth. She was about to take a second bite when someone spoke up behind her, “What do you think you’re doing?!” After spinning around, she was greeted by the Goddess of Destiny Theia, who looked both annoyed and absolutely horrified once she had spotted the “apple” in Alyssa’s hand. “Uhm culluctin dributes.”, Alyssa tried to say with a full mouth. Theia raised a shaking hand to her temple before speaking up again, “I only just started developing this world! You can’t just go stomp around on it! And put those humans down again! You’ve terrified them enough already!” Swallowing the last of what she had in her mouth, Alyssa flashed a blood-soaked grin before simply turning her hand over and letting go of her captives.

Theia was shocked, and immediately tried to jump down to catch them, but ultimately, she fell a few paces short and could only watch in absolute horror as all of the mortals just splattered against the ground. Staring down at her sister, Alyssa could clearly tell that she was trying to hide the tears welling up, which made her chuckle, “You care too much about these little fuckers.” The Goddess of Destiny immediately jumped to her feet and gave Alyssa a slap across the face, while shouting at her, “They care for us! The least we can do is equally care for them in return!” Given the untouchable nature of a Goddess, her sister’s offense didn’t produce any discomfort, but Alyssa still responded by violently punching her in the gut; nobody is to lay a hand on her like that, and this disrespect shouldn’t go unpunished. Theia flew several city blocks before landing back first on a suburban residential district; the impact shockwave levelling most of the empty houses around her. While holding onto her belly and curling up, she was crying out in pain. Loud ugly sobs were interrupted by her violently catching her breath, it looked like pure agony, and Alyssa took delight in that. By the time she had strolled over to her sister and squatted down beside her, the noise had calmed down again, but she was still obviously gasping in pain. With a sly grin Alyssa looked down to her wounded sister, “You still allow yourself to feel pain? Or did you just draw the short straw during ascension?” Theia was rocking back and forth, unable to regain her composure, but between drawing short sharp breaths she managed to mutter a response, “Yeah, … you shou- should try it sometime. Maybe it’ll remind you that you were human once too.” Surprisingly she then managed to lunge towards Alyssa, who lost balance and simply toppled over backwards, crushing a smaller multi-story building behind her. Theia now awkwardly sat atop the Goddess of Death and began slapping her; but in her state, these attempted attacks were even weaker than the first one. Alyssa slowly got annoyed with her sister’s behaviour and eventually just tossed her off. Though she didn’t just let her go – for that Theia had gone too far now – Alyssa knelt down, grabbed her sister by her throat and slowly began lifting her up into the air as she stood up again. Her legs were flailing around wildly, one of her sandals flinging off and imbedding itself into a nearby skyscraper. Meanwhile she was clawing at the hand that held her up, but she had gotten too weak to properly defend herself. Alyssa could feel the frail little airways between her grip – she could probably just squeeze them shut … and maybe even go further and crush the delicate little neck between her fingers. She could kill a Goddess.

She was about to tighten the hold on her sister when another set of hands grabbed her from behind and yanked her aside. Alyssa lost her grip on Theia and landed on another row of dilapidated suburban homes, but before she got a chance to get up again, the intimidating voice of Matriarch Sarah was angrily booming down at both of them, “Stop this! Both of you!” Seemingly fuming with rage Sarah stomped over to Alyssa pulled her up to her feet, and then proceeded to do the same with Theia, apparently disregarding the poor state Alyssa had left Theia in; the Goddess of Destiny was actively coughing divine blood onto the soil below, where it formed a little lake. Glaring at both of them, Sarah spoke up again, “You two are Goddesses, so you should act like you are! You can’t just beat each other up like some mortal rabble!” With bloodshed eyes and a croaking voice Theia piped up, “She started this by culling a world I was developing! If I hadn’t stopped her there would be nobody left by now!” Annoyed with her sister’s dumb convictions for humans, Alyssa interrupted her, “I have a right to these mortals! They’re all late on their tribute schedules! Also Theia is the one who first laid a hand on me. She deserved the punishment!” Sarah’s head snapped towards the Goddess of Destiny, “You’re our youngest Goddess, but still, I’d have thought you had realised by now that we respect each other! Never dare to touch one of my sisters again, or I’ll strip you of the power as quickly as I’ve given it to you!” Alyssa watched on with a satisfied grin, as Theia’s head dropped in defeat and nodded in acknowledgement of Sarah’s threat. Though that glee was short-lived, as Sarah’s head snapped in her direction immediately after, “As for you! I thought better of you as well! You should know to not just take from your sisters! If Theia is in the middle of building up this world, you’ll wait your turn! Or at the very least ask before you just lay claim to anything around you!” Sarah sighed heavily, “Alright I’m done with you. Off you go, both of you.” Not feeling particularly happy over being scolded, Alyssa didn’t wait at all to will herself and her servants back to her domain. At least she still had two full satchels of mortals that would distract her from her poor mood.

Sacrifice

Arianna - Goddess of Love
 
Her power flowed from the tips of her fingers, weaving around the delicate clouds that served as the building blocks for her heavenly domain; several large, fluffy dollhouses were taking shape around her soft bed. The small structures were infused with all kinds of magical wonders to bring joy and amazement to their immortal inhabitants, all while being in view from the comfort of the Goddess’s bed. Theia, the new Goddess of Destiny, had recently left her with an extraordinary gift; a collection of immortal souls, deserving of her eternal love. Arianna had wasted no time in forming accommodation for them, where they could be watched and cared over by her and her Angels. The Goddess was overcome by a completing sense of rightness, as she delicately deposited the tiny souls into one of her new dollhouses. She couldn’t help but warmly smile down on them as they took in her beautiful work, though just moments later, one of the small souls, standing only a fraction of an inch tall came to the edge of the large house, looking up to the Goddess. Arianna lowered herself to the small woman to hear what she had to say: “Goddess, this place is a wonder. The aura of happiness is blissful. Thank you!”, Arianna was getting all giddy in response to this genuine gratitude, but before she could reply, the little woman spoke up again, “I was always honest in life, so I feel I should be in death. Those two men, the dark-haired Goddess had not intended for them to be here. I just thought you should know.” Arianna’s eyes flashed pink as she studied the girl; there was no malice in her heart, she thought she was doing the right thing. “Very well, I will investigate, go, enjoy paradise.”
 
Lowering two fingers towards the indicated men she spoke softly, “Would you two kindly come with me for a moment?” The two souls looked at each other, clearly nervous before clambering onto the two huge fingers. Raising the men to her eyes, she blazed them with pink power as she spoke, compelling the truth from their hearts, “Were you two destined for this place?” The men both declined to answer until her power flashed again and they felt forced to speak up; “No, we slipped between the bitch’s tits and got ourselves into this group.”, the man blurted out before covering his mouth, stopping him from speaking further. The Goddess of Love just smiled down on them both, “Do not fear, I will not harm you for your honesty, I have to respect Destiny though.” As she spoke she lowered the two souls down into a small glass vial that had swirled out of the clouds. “I’ll give you both back to Theia next time I see her.” Making sure both of them were safe inside she plugged the top with a glass stopper and carefully slid the small vial into an inner pocket of her robes. Satisfied her heaven was as complete as it could be for now, she pushed herself to her feet. She had a soul of her own to save now, a daughter of her previous life, living beneath the heel of her sister.


Fiona - Goddess of War
 
The Goddess sat on her huge Ruby Throne, the centrepiece of her domain, the Red City sprawled out from her feet. She liked watching the tiny people go about their day knowing she was watching them, ready to claim their lives at any moment. It was lunch time for her, which meant it was time for another great battle. The tribute army from her home world of Ustolla was about to face the forces of Fachanon. Both armies lined up along the edges of the metal grid, girders long enough to walk along and fight on at their current stature of 1 cm, Beneath the huge network was the massive bowl of steaming soup. The Goddesses rules were simple; The Armies would clash and push the others into the soup below. The winners would avoid being consumed. “BEGIN.”, Fiona announced and the two armies, each a hundred strong, charged across the bowl on her lap; all of them ready to force the other into their mistress’s meal.
The clashing and flailing of limbs brought a small smirk to her lips, which began to thin out as the first sounds of bodies hitting soup began. The red Goddess sensed her sister entering her domain, but she kept her gaze down on the fighting, while she was approaching. The pink-robed blonde delicately stepped around the population of the Red City to reach her throne. It was amusing to see her showing so much care for such insignificant creatures, but Fiona didn’t want to let on that she was watching her and kept her head lowered. Still without meeting her desperate gaze she spoke up, “What is it, Ari? Can’t you see I am about to have lunch?” She finally looked up with an annoyed glare. The timid looking woman was visibly blanched at the sight of the carnage between her sister’s legs, which elicited a small giggle from Fiona, “Have you never had people fight over your dinner before? You should try it.” The blonde struggled to regain her composure, “That’s barbaric, Fio! How could you treat them like food?”
 
Without looking up and a toothy grin adorning her face, Fiona swept her hand across the metal grid, knocking all of the fighters into her bowl, “Oh, look what you made me do, Love. Now all of them are going to be my food and not just the losers.” Arianna looked stricken as her sister accused her of forcing the issue, but she quickly straightened her back and tried to ignore the issue. “I did not come to fight with you; I just wish to petition for the life of one of your tributes. They seem to be worth nothing to you, so could you part with one for me as your sister?”
 Fiona’s toes curled in excitement as the power balance of the situation became apparent to her; The Goddess of Love wanted something that’s only important to her. Bartering for this life would be delicious. “Oh, they mean the world to me when I know you want them. Which one is it?” Gesturing with her fingers, a streak of red power swept across the city, plucking little tributes at random and dragging them up to her waiting hand. Repeatedly curling her fingers in a twitching motion, she slowly squished her victims to visceral bits, without breaking eye contact with her sister: “Any of these?” The mass of screaming life compressed in the titan's hand broke Arianna’s heart, but to prevent further casualties she hurriedly tried to follow up her request: “No, just one woman. This one.” An image of her daughter Mina appeared between the two divines, “I won’t trade life, just tell me what you want for this one tribute?” Licking her lips, Fiona expanded her senses across the Red City, hunting for the woman in question, finding her sleeping in a brothel on the edge of the city. She enveloped her in streaks of red light and carelessly dragged her across the floors and through anything in her way. “She is on her way; you won’t trade life? Will you offer love then? That is your specialty, right?”

Arianna - Goddess of Love
 
The request was strange to hear coming from a heart as dark as hers; but her thoughts were quickly snapped back to reality when she heard the little screams of the tiny figure being dragged along the floor. It was hard to tell with the damage both age and this dirty city had done to her, but this was clearly her daughter coming to a halt next to the huge sandals of the Goddess of War. “Love? You mean will I make love to you?”  Fiona giggled as she moved her foot over the insignificant woman at her feet, “No, I mean will you be my sex slave, for say, six weeks?” Her cruel sister slowly descended her foot toward the cowering woman, and Arianna panicked, “Four weeks!”, she said before realising what she had agreed to. Though she sighed a breath of relief once Fiona moved her foot aside to reveal the whimpering little thing again. With a sinister grin Fiona spoke up again; “Done, she’s yours. Now I am going to eat my soup, and you are going to eat me!”, the Goddess declared as she lifted the bowl to her lips and swung her legs over the arms of her throne, revealing herself to everyone around.
 
Reaching down and picking up the small tribute, Arianna inspected the terrified woman; It really was her frightened little daughter. With a whisper she pulsed soothing power into the little shivering form, letting the small mortal quickly fall into a calming sleep. Pocketing the small girl, Arianna turned to her sister who had spread her legs wide for her as she devoured helpless people by the mouthful. Lowering herself down before her sister she prepared to pay the agreed price, but before her stretched out tongue made contact she was pushed back again: “Mm, one moment, Ari. Here.” Fiona’s hand came down and smothered the tributes she had collected earlier into her slowly dampening womanhood, forcing as many as she could into herself, “That should enhance it a little for me!” Staring at the smeared, trapped and struggling life the Goddess of Love gagged, “I said I wouldn’t take life!” she exclaimed in horror as Fi’s hand started to push her head closer again. “You’re not, I am. You’re just stimulating me while I claim them.” Her words cut into Ari’s heart like a knife, she felt trapped as she slowly navigated her tongue through the crowd in front of her. A deal is a deal and she would help her sister enjoy snuffing life, even as she felt her insides twist and turn. “You’re evil,” was all she could mutter before Fiona pressed her face against the soft skin of the Goddess’s nethers. Small struggles were swiping at her tongue as she slowly stimulated their tormentor.
 
Fiona - Goddess of War
 
The dark Goddess revelled in this power she now had over her sister. The Blonde woman between her legs had a divine gift for making love, and it was a gift she was now free to abuse for a whole month. Her mind wandered from her food as she felt the tiny armies wash over her tongue, their cries for mercy lost under her deep moans of pleasure. “Oh Ari, we are going to become very close. You’re going to know me as intimately as my toys.” She sighed down as the pink-robed Goddess brought her to the fastest and strongest orgasm of her whole life so far. She was lost in a world of ecstasy accompanied by her divine power exploding into a literal nova of fire emanating from her skin. Arianna quickly channelled the vast wave of deadly fire upwards into the sky and away from the Red City. “You need to keep your climax in check, or you’ll have no worshippers left!” she exclaimed as Fiona’s head lolled back and forth. “I can always get more mortals...you can go for now”, she muttered through her afterglow, seemingly falling asleep any moment now. As she lay limp, she only barely registered her sister tipping the remains of her soup back into the city below, she would get them later for dessert.

Arianna - Goddess of Love
 
Arianna entered the endlessly white chambers the Goddess of Destiny called home; she admired the moving images of civilisations that hung behind the grey-clad woman sat over the glass desk. Slowly approaching the centre of the room, she bowed deep in a show of respect. As Theia's face rose from her task to appraise the bowing Goddess, she smiled warmly and gestured for her to rise. "Arianna, I've not had the pleasure of your company before; I know it’s not much but, but I make do with what I have … I should have probably gotten a second chair for visitors.”, Theia shook her head before looking up again, “Anyway, what brings you to me?" Her soft voice was reassuring to Arianna who was already nervous about the request she was about to put forward. Striding forward she reached her hand into her robes and carefully pulled out a small middle-aged mortal woman. Placing her on the glass desk in front of the Titan of Time she spoke softly. "Goddess Theia, please meet my daughter Mina." The small woman looked terrified as the amber-brown eyes above her flashed in a burning purple while they appraised her, judged her. Filling the silence Arianna continued, "She was 12 when I left, taken as a tribute. The world was hard on her in the 35 or so years it has been for me to be able to retrieve her, I wish to keep her as a priestess." Theia held up her hand to stop the Love Goddess as the petition clicked in her mind. "If you want to ascend her now she would remain in her broken state for the rest of time; I assume you want me to return her innocence and youth?" Bringing her pink robes up to her eyes the blonde woman swept away some tears as they formed. "I know it's a lot to ask, please, name your price?"
Theia looked aside in thought, before returning her gaze to her sister, “I wouldn’t ask for much, just two small favours, that I hope should be easy on you. I assume you know that Alyssa is working on actively reinstating the tribute system. I don’t think we have any real need to cull more mortals as tributes. Each domain has enough of them on their own to create a sustaining population. As such I want to petition the others to stop this practice altogether. May I have your support in the matter?”
Tearing up as her sister spoke to her own desires she nodded firmly, “Of course I will support you in this.”
The Goddess of Destiny continued, “And the other thing would be just a little bit of your time. I hope that’s not too much to ask. I would get back to you at a later point about that, if you don’t mind.”
Arianna was taken aback a bit by this final request, it seemed like a small price for the favour she was requesting, “Yes, of course. Time is your domain after all!”
Theia chuckled at this pun before turning serious again, “Well, alright then. But please be aware that this comes with a few caveats; not only will she not remember anything that has happened in the last … let’s say 29 years, if you don’t ascend her soon, she will also die in less than two years; her time has been running out for a while now, and I can only take what’s been spent. There’s no rewinding in this.” Arianna nodded in acknowledgement, before moving towards the small girl on the glass surface. The Goddess of Love smoothed her tiny head with the back of her finger, “You’ll be eighteen again my daughter. Please do not resent me for leaving you”.
The Goddess of Destiny smiled at the heart-warming display of affection, “Don’t worry, she won’t even remember that you’ve left.” Carefully she picked up the cowering human on her desk and placed it between her lips. At first it just looked like she was getting a taste of her daughter, but once she began to pull her out again, Arianna found herself looking at two versions of her little girl; a spectral image of the old frail woman was still stuck between her lips, but the young image of her daughter was sat between Theia’s fingers. She was visibly confused and distraught, but otherwise she seemed perfectly fine.
 
Jasmina - Daughter of Arianna
 
One moment she was standing in line at the tribute temple, ready to meet her mother in service to the Goddess, the next she was staring up into the glowing purple eyes of a Titan with hair like the night sky. Looking left and right she felt the tight hold the huge woman's fingers had on her. She began struggling to escape the being’s grasp and cried out, which oddly enough lead to her being released onto a cold transparent surface below her. “MINA?”, a loud voice boomed around her. When she slowly looked up she got to look into the face of another titanic woman that was towering behind her; this one being blonde. Her huge face turned to look at the one who had been holding her; Jasmina looked between them as the dark-haired Goddess nodded. The blonde then vanished into a flash of pink petals. Jasmina struggled to make sense of the scale of this strange cold world, but she was interrupted by a hand coming to rest on her shoulder. “Mina?” The young blonde girl turned around to see her mother standing before her; she looked younger than when she had been taken. Still, she lunged into a hug, squeezing her mother into a tight loving embrace – she had missed her. “Mama! It is you!”, she cried into the deep pink fabrics of the woman’s robes. She felt her mother lift her from the ground and spin her. Theia enjoyed the pretty display of swirling pink energy flowing from the tiny Goddess spinning oh her desk before casually clearing her throat.
Breaking the embrace, the younger girl stepped back to look over her mother properly, “Robes? Are you a Priestess? Is she…” gesturing to the huge looming face as certain realities dawned on her, “...The Goddess?” Arianna smiled and shook her head, “No, That’s Theia, she is the Goddess of Destiny. That’s just her way of telling me to leave and let her continue her important work.” Mina’s face dropped, “She is a real Goddess?” She quickly dropped to her knees, she prostrated herself before the face in the sky. “Please forgive me, your majesty, I forgot my place.” The pink-robed woman rushed to her daughter and pulled her up, waving towards Theia, “I’ll just take her now. Thanks for everything, Theia!” The Goddess of Destiny smiled as both tiny women vanished, though that quickly changed to an annoyed glare as she noticed there were pink petals all over her floor and desk.
 
The pink flash was stomach churning as Jas found herself sprawled out over a cloud, threatening to puke everywhere. She grabbed the long white towel hanging near her and wiped her face into it. Though as she sat up, she noticed a large pair of sandaled feet that were seemingly hidden under the towel rack. Confused she slowly raised her head only to stare into at a large woman smiling down to her, “Are you done with my robes, dear?” Mina crawled backwards along the floor away from the towering woman, though as she got further away she began to notice even more oddities: The huge woman had wings, large white feathered wings. Stammering she pointed at the odd appendices, “Are you….are you an Angel?... Am I dead?” The larger woman chuckled and knelt before her, though even in that position she still stood at twice her height. “Yes. I’m Angel Jenna, and I Serve the Goddess of Love; and no, you are not dead!” The soothing voice felt calming, Jas felt she could trust this giant beauty as she stood to look around. “Where’s my mother? She was just with me?” The large Angel looked confused for a moment; she was about to reply to the small mortal when she spied her Goddess walking around from behind her at mortal height. Jenna instead froze in surprise and curiosity.  “I’m here Mina. Sorry for the rough ride; It would have been worse if Theia had ejected us. I am sure.”
  The two hugged once more before Mina looked up at the stunned Angel, “Mama, this is Jenna! She is an Angel!” Arianna giggled at the introduction and decided it’d be best to play along. “Pleasure to meet you, Jenna, I am Arianna!” The larger woman seemed lost for words, only managing a stuttered response, “The... uh … pleasure is all mine... Ma’am?” the Angel seemed to cringe at the forced honorific. Mina found the Angel's new nervous demeanour amusing, “She’s only my mother! You were so confident with me!” The huge Angel’s eyes were locked onto her mother, and she wasn’t moving. Something seemed wrong with this scene, Jasmina could feel the tension. Her mother finally spoke, “Jenna, would you be able to turn my daughter into an Angel, like you?” The young girl jumped at her mother, “What are you doing! You can’t just ask for that kind of thing! She serves the Goddess of Love!” As she berated her bold mother the Angel’s loud voice stunned her to silence, “Yes, as the Commander of the Goddess’s Angelic Flock, I can perform such a feat, should the young lady desire it herself?” Arianna turned to her daughter and slid the stunned girl's jaw back into position. “How about it, Mina? Want to be an Angel?”
 Jasmina turned slowly to look up at the now standing giant Angel, towering 20ft over her. “You would offer me that? You don’t even know me? What if the Goddess finds out, won’t she be mad?” Jenna looked down towards the two women with a warm smile on her face, “I think you’ll find the Goddess of Love would be proud to have you as one of her eternal Angels.” Arianna stepped around in front of her daughter and looked into her eyes, “This has to be your free choice, there can be no bias. Do you really wish to be an Angel of Love?” The younger girl hugged her mother, once again squeezing her tight, “You’ve always been looking out for me, haven't you? Even here you’ve found opportunities for me.” The embrace lasted a long while before Mina broke it off, “What about you? Will you be an Angel too?” finally realising her Goddesses plan Jenna spoke down, “No, she can’t be an Angel. She has a different destiny laid out for herself.” Mina looked up to the smiling Angel and back to her mother, “I’ve only just got you back. Will I see you again?” Arianna smiled brightly, “You will see me all of the time my daughter, I promise.” Jasmina had tears streaming down her face as she looked back to Jenna, “I accept your offer, Angel!”
 
Arianna - Goddess of Love
 
Overflowing with joy, The Goddess of Love nodded towards her Prime Angel, “Do it, her choice has been made freely.” As Jenna gently picked up Mina and flew away, Arianna felt the intense heat strike her as a large shadow fell over her. “THERE YOU ARE MY LITTLE TOY!” Before she could run she felt the huge hand envelop her and drag her into the sky, “DO NOT CHANGE HEIGHT, YOU’RE MY SEX SLAVE AND FOR THIS GAME, I WANT YOU JUST THIS SIZE!” Arianna would have to see to her daughter later; she swallowed hard as she was dragged around behind her titanic sister. The larger Goddess’s other hand was parting Arianna’s ass cheeks, pouring millions of tiny tributes between them, with countless mortals stuck around her tight ring as she was then thrust deep into Fiona’s dark abyss.

Sasha

Richard - High Garden Citizen
 
Blue, black, blue, black; the two shirts kept switching place as he struggled to settle on a colour for his big night. Rossane came in from the main room and snatched the black shirt from his hand before promptly tossing it away. “Blue. Now will you please calm down, this is your fourth “first date” this month; you would think it would get easier for you to get dressed at least.” His sister made a good point as she turned with a dramatic flourish and left the room again. He’s certainly grown familiar with the dating routine, but he was just as nervous as the first time. “This one’s different. She’s blonde.”, he couldn't contain his laugh as he made the joke and his sister’s glare from the other room made him grin even more. She called back shortly after, “You’re a good guy, Rich. Your standards are just too high. You're not likely to find a single woman who can tolerate your arrogance and be as successful as you. It’s going to be one or the other.” Pulling the comb back through his shoulder length thick brown hair he came and stood in front of his sister who was pretending to ignore him as she turned a page in her book. “How do I look?”, he stated more than asked while slamming his hands on his hips to pose for her. She couldn’t contain a giggle as she replied, “Handsome enough to snare the Goddess of Love herself!” His expression soured at the mention of the divines. “Don’t even joke Ros; those blundering whores have no right to standards. Although I wouldn’t say no to some of those Angels.” His grin returned as he winked down to his sister. She stood up and brushed him down one final time, slapping him on the ass as she nodded her approval. “What’s her name anyway, your blonde angel?” Rich smiled wide as she used the term angel; he flipped his phone around, displaying a dating profile picture of a beautiful blonde woman. “Her name is Sasha, and she’s game for first date sleepovers!” Her eyes rolled at the final remark as he broke into laughter again, making for the door.

Sarah - Goddess of Life
 
“Who the hell is Sasha?” Cassi exclaimed as she flicked through Sarah’s High Garden dating application, lounging on her dark purple bed, the dark starry skies bathing everything in the twilight. Goddess Sarah stood in front of the full body mirror mystically flipping from outfit to outfit. “I’m Sasha, I’ve always been Sasha. It was my actual name, you know?”, she said while changing from casual, to formal, to domineering and on and on. She never noticed Cassi’s brow furrow in confusion behind her. “You’ve always been Sarah to me?” The blonde beauty turned and smiled to her friend, “The Goddess didn’t like the name Sasha when she took me, so she just called me Sarah instead. Now the whole universe knows me as Sarah, and in truth, I've been Sarah far longer than I was ever Sasha…” The Goddess of Wisdom rolled out of her bed, clad only in dark blue underwear as she stood beside her sister. “I never knew, maybe we can collectively alter everyone's memory of you, and make you known as Sasha again?” The subtle shake of her head to dismiss the idea told Cassi that this was a haunting issue for Sarah. The small tear Cassi caught in her sister’s eye stirred the normally unempathetic woman's heart. “Listen, Sarah; I’ll never know why you find these inferior beings at all attractive romantically. Still, that doesn’t mean I won’t support your efforts to find someone, but if this…”, Cassi flicked the dating profile to the irritating looking male, “Richard can make you happy then I will make sure to keep him from harm. However, should he hurt you, I’ll be the first one to highlight him to Alyssa!” Sarah's smile returned in earnest as Cassi’s support came so freely; and by now she had finally settled on a dark purple full-length dress. Turning to face the mostly naked Goddess, Sarah flipped her hair and posed. “How do I look?” Cassi erupted in giggles as she turned and took a small jar from her desk, “Absolutely divine!” Both women started snickering until the brunette emphasised the point, “I mean, you’re literally glowing a little Sasha.” Lowering her fingers in the jar, she plucked out a small inch tall squirming man, trapped between her fingers his cries were barely audible, “Mortals, to the best of my knowledge”, she waved the tiny figure in her fingers towards her friend, “do not glow.” Then as casually as it came to her now, she tossed the tiny figure into her mouth and savoured his final struggles. Sarah grimaced as she turned back to the mirror, “You’re right, I’m going to have to be careful about that.” She began bringing the glow down until she stood as dull as a mortal. Looking over herself again in the mirror she felt satisfied and glanced back over to Cassi who was enjoying more mortals. Cassi’s divine light was more obvious now than it had ever been to Sarah; so far, she had been oblivious to the changes to their bodies.

High Garden - Dome City 15
 
The dapper looking man strode confidently into the elegant restaurant, a stylish five minutes late as he hated to be kept waiting. To his surprise his date was already at the table, the nervous looking blonde girl dressed in a floor-length purple dress that displayed her attractive figure. Making his way over to the beauty he swiped a small candle from a nearby table and placed it in front of her as he sat. “Good evening. Sasha, I take it?” The woman looked a little taken aback as her piercing blue eyes tracked him to his seat, “You’re late, I was concerned.”, she paused for a moment, “But yes, that’s me. Good evening.” Moments passed with nothing but silence as they gazed at each other, until Rich eventually broke the quiet, “You truly are an angel.” Sasha blushed a little as she imagined the Priestesses of Love fluttering around them like butterflies, “Thank you, … I think. You don’t look too bad yourself. Are we ordering? I haven't eaten in ages!” The words came out rushed as she bumbled through the sentence; what was wrong with her? She was acting like a teenager! Rich laughed and gestured to the waitress who was collecting the glasses from a nearby table. “There, we’ve ordered, now tell me, how come I’ve never seen such a gorgeous creature as you around here before?” Raising an eyebrow, she studied him, “We’ve ordered? What exactly did you order for me?” He cocked an eyebrow himself as he looked over the woman's face, “You’re new in town then? I ordered Food Supplements and water. It’s the only thing we have in the Dome Cities. All the sustenance a working slave could need!” Sasha turned an embarrassing shade of red as she realised her slip up, “Oh gosh, of course. How could I forget. I am new; I only recently got out of the tribute pens…?”, she ventured, not entirely sure how the populations had made their way into the dome cities. Her date laughed it off in good humour as the glasses of water arrived. “You’re a funny one. I’d like to hear your story; we all have them around these parts.” The Goddess had rehearsed her backstory, but upon being asked under his caring stare, she blanked her lie, “Uh, I’d much rather you went first….,” His face broke into a large dangerous smile as he began to tell her his story.

5 Months Earlier - Goddess's Shoe Closet
 
The huge flats lifted away from the little team of cleaners; Rossane was the crew leader, and she knew this would be a bad day. There had been a deep scuff mark along the toe that her team had not been able to clean. The huge woman now inspecting the colossal boots would be sure to reprimand them. Hopefully, it would only be some overtime to finish the shoe. Though the titanic blonde squatting over them, quickly glanced over to them and frowned, “YOU CALL THESE CLEAN, SHOESLAVES?!” What came next scarred their memories forever, the huge hand swept through their number, dragging nearly 30 souls away with it and into the heavens. Rossane and Rich stood and watched in horror as the giant maid poured a handful of their friends into the large shoe and then slammed it back on the ground. “WATCH CAREFULLY; THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU FAIL TO DO YOUR JOB.” Her huge bare foot slid past the gawking crowd and into the giant shoe, and all they could hear were the terrified screams of their friends as the huge foot pressed into their friends with a sickening squelch. He sole was dripping with gore and viscera as she pulled her foot out again. “YOU HAVE 5 HOURS TO GET THE CITY OUT OF THE TREADS.” The remaining half strength crew stood at just twenty, and still, they threw their hearts into the cleaning effort. Haunted by the death cries of their friends, they didn’t want to end in the same manner. Though as the deadline drew closer Rich found himself trying to remove a particularly thick piece of jelly. Jelly is the term used for a congealed mass of dead people trapped in the treads; calling them jelly helped the cleaners remain sane. As Rossane called out for the last few minutes, Rich tried to double his desperate efforts; if he couldn't get this jelly off before the bitch returned his whole team may find themselves snuffed. As he grabbed and pulled at it, the sticky red mass proved too much for him, and before long he found himself trapped amongst the bloody remains he had been trying to remove. “Help! HELP!”, he called out across the rubbery sole. He locked eyes with Rossane as loud footsteps could be heard thundering towards them. She broke into a sprint through the treads and lunged for him, grappling his arms as the large boot began to ascend. As she hugged his body, Rich dislodged, and they both fell back to the ground. They managed to break their fall by landing into a roll, which quickly send them tumbling under the huge flats of the woman who had just arrived. “THESE ARE NOT CLEAN EITHER, YOU WILL ALL NEED REPLACING!” Rich and Rossane laid as still as corpses as they watched the shoe next to the one they were hiding under lift into the air before casually, slowly, coming back down on the remains of Rossane’s cowering team, their screams of fright forever etched into their memory.

High Garden - Dome City 15
 
“Ros and I have been as close as siblings ever since, I owe her my life and technically she owes me hers. If she hadn't dragged me out, that titan bitch would have snuffed us all.” Sasha’s blue eyes had teared up from the story, the horrific nature of it tugging at her sympathies, although not for the same reason as Rich was assuming. He saw her tears and offered her a small handkerchief, “Yea, so as you can imagine, we weren’t too pleased when that bitch Sarah ascended to be an actual Goddess. Then she threw salt into the wound when she dragged us all to live under her. She would have killed me if she wasn't so ditzy.” As she sat there, slowly wiping her eye she could remember the small crunches under her foot from the event all those months ago; it had been pleasurable at the time, but now it made her feel hollow and lost. “You hate her, don’t you? The Goddess?” Rich tried to laugh it off until the sincere nature of the question coming from the blue-eyed woman brought him back, “Yeah, she’s a murdering psychopath. I don’t think any human in their right mind has any love for any of these bitches.” He paused for a moment before looking back into her blue eyes, “You must have a similar story; what did they force you through?” The food arrived just in time to stall her reply as she cleared her tears. The warm pile of grey goo on the plate was turning her stomach slightly. “Oh, they had me do admin. It was HR basically. Nothing as traumatic as you.” He studied her as she probed her food, something was bothering him, but he wasn’t quite sure how to broach this topic, “Listen, Sasha, I know you’re lying to me. The admin work was always handled by the Priestesses.” The Goddess froze as he spoke, bringing her hand up over her eyes to conceal the green glow she felt emerging. “If they abused you, I just want you to know you’re among friends now. Nobody will judge you for what those beasts did to you.” Rich pinched her by her chin and turned her head to look into her teary emerald eyes. He whipped out his handkerchief again to personally dry her cheeks. Relief filled Sasha’s heart as it became apparent he didn't recognise her. Hesitantly she nodded, which seemed to be enough to convince him he was right. To distract from her painful past, he spurred into a full conversation about life in Dome City 15.
Hours passed, and Sasha was having the time of her life as she experienced all the small pleasures the mortal city had developed. Rich was a genuinely nice guy and she could see herself coming back to him. It was a shame about his experience with her true self, he would never be allowed to learn about her real nature. Though the night took an awkward turn for her when he led her into his favourite bar in town, “The Bitch’s Brothel.” While the establishment definitely didn’t feature any prostitutes, the walls were still adorned with lewd depictions of herself and her sisters. As her date went to find them a table she spent some time admiring the compromising posters of the Goddesses. The first one had Alyssa impaled on a spear, going straight from her groin and piercing through her mouth. It also featured a crowd cheering the scene on as blood pooled at the bottom of the pole. The one next to it saw Cassi tied up and gagged, as people were seemingly dancing … and making out on her face. Another showed Goddess Sarah, herself, strapped down to a bed with her legs tied open with a long line of men waiting to “Ride Sarah the Slut”, the slogan proudly inscribed below the humiliating scene. Blushing as she realised she was a little jealous of her cartoon self, an idea skimmed through her mind. She brushed Rich's shoulder and told him she was going to freshen up; she then followed a large burly man out the back towards the restroom. She skipped into the unisex bathroom after him and turned to rinse her hands in the grimy looking basins. The man she had followed was busy relieving himself when she spoke to him, “Hey handsome. Are you looking for some fun tonight?” The man seemed slightly embarrassed as he tried to sort himself out before turning to look at the woman. “Ain’t we all, lady? What you havin’ on yer mind?” Sarah grinned and lowered her head, “What would you do if you could have your way with Goddess Sarah?” The man strode over to wash his hands, a wide grin on his face, “I’d be pushin’ her down to her knees and make her suck me dry. And when she’s chockin’ I’ll be kickin’ into her whore face until she stops moving.” Sarah’s heart skipped as the man outlined one of her fantasies, “Oh really?”, she cooed, looking up towards him, her emerald eyes burned in a bright green, “Go on then, have your way with me.” The man's face went white as he saw the divine fire in her eyes, “Oh fuckin’ shit! Oh, please forgive me, me Goddess!”, he whined as he slipped trying to launch himself from the room. Sarah's eagerness immediately faded as the strong looking man turned into a whimpering coward before her, “Urgh, really? What happened to forcing yourself on me?” She groaned as he made it to the door; lifting her hand she gestured for him to return. A streak of green power dragged the man back towards her, reducing him in size until he looked like a cockroach by her stylish shoe. “All I want is some genuine action.”, she lamented more to herself as she lifted the toe of her foot, “You insects never cease to annoy me with bravado.” The slow crunch of the small mortal underfoot made her feel a little better, although the reality of her situation was dawning on her, she would not find what she was looking for here.
The menu was a list of crude named drinks that seemed to be some form of alcohol. Rich leaned over as she browsed her horrible options, “I’m going to have a Cassi Cunt Cocktail. You should try the Sarah Squirt; it's horrible, but you’ll forget me by the morning.”  Sasha’s face turned deep red again as she slowly looked around the room; everyone here had nothing but disdain for her and her sisters. It would only be a matter of time before someone noticed her. She turned to Rich and quickly requested to leave when a loud *Squelch* thundered across the city.

Alyssa - Goddess of Death
 
Wandering the halls of New Eden the dark robed goddess had a handful of tiny mortals to snack on as she sought out her Matriarch. The request she wanted to make of her sister was of the utmost importance and would certainly define her mood for the foreseeable future. Stalking into the High Gardens she could sense Sarah’s presence, but something felt strange about it. Her divine energy was seemingly super focused, like a tiny bright star in the middle of the room; as she wandered various paths around the dome cities she came to the culprit, a little city dome, barely the size of a medicine ball, labelled 15. Looking down into the small glass structure, it was clear that the Goddess of Life was in there somewhere. As her divine gaze swept the micro city she eventually found her wayward sister, tiny, in some bar and holding onto a mortal man. Stifling her laugh, a wicked smile crept across her face, as she flicked her robes up to expose her giant womanhood to the tiny dome city below her. Many people shrieked out in horror as they realised the Goddess of Death was lowering herself onto it. The tip of the large dome walls pushed slightly inside her as she slid down on top of it and rocked gently back and forth. She relished in the feeling of the thin glass protecting millions of lives from the wrath of the soft flesh of her sensitive area rubbing against it. “Oh Sarah, your sister needs a quick word. Better come chat before this glass breaks and your friends get a chance to please a Goddess.”
 
Sarah - Goddess of Life
 
Rich had just been coaxed out of the lewd bar as the vast wall of pink flesh splayed itself across their sky. Sarah sighed in resignation at the disgusting display Alyssa was putting on for her. He couldn't take his eyes of her nethers as he stared skyward, “That’s not something you see every day. I guess this is the end for us then.” Turning back to him she slowly shook her head, “No, you will be fine, I don’t think we’re going to work out though. Alyssa has seen to that.”  His confusion was evident as he turned back, pointing at the crack forming in the sky, “I know, we only have moments to live, but if it matters, I think we would have worked out just fine.” He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her. She returned his kiss as she dropped her illusions. Slowly pushing him back she tried to ignore the horrified look on his face as her eyes flared up and her whole body began to glow again. “I have to go and deal with my sister. Thank you for a wonderful night and I am sorry about your friends. I know it’s not going to heal the pain, but those were different times.” Rich stood torn between awe and horror as his date revealed herself as the Goddess he despised the most; words choked off in his throat as she slowly turned and vanished with clear tears in her eyes.
Sarah pushed Alyssa from atop the dome city and quickly wrapped her in green power, squeezing a squeal out of her. “WHAT COULD BE SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU RUIN THE BEST NIGHT OF MY EXISTENCE?!”, she boomed as her power choked out the Goddess of the Death. The woman struggled to get words out until the Matriarch released her power and let the dark god slump to the floor. Looking up from the floor she pleaded with her blonde sister, “I want to use these three planets for rings.” As she spoke three images of populated worlds appeared between the two Goddesses. “YOU RUIN MY NIGHT BECAUSE YOU WANTED JEWELRY?! ALYSSA ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS?!”, she screamed at the smug woman on the floor. Dusting off her robes the brunette squared up to her angry sister, “Yeah, now that we have the Goddess of Destiny, we can make new worlds. So I would like to have these three put into rings. Can you tell Cassi that it’s fine?” Sarah could feel her anger boiling beneath the surface; she wanted to lash out at the vindictive divine but taking a long deep breath she calmed herself before probing further. “Fine, but why these three worlds? There are countless unpopulated planets that could adorn your fingers?” Alyssa broke into a smile as she brought the images of the planets down next to her fingers, “Fingers and toes actually; one of them will be a toe ring. This is why, look!” She gestured to the planet and then to her finger. The blonde not giving her any sign of understanding she continued, “The colour, the planets match my nails nicely, don’t you agree?” The Matriarch felt her palm hit her face before she realised what she was doing, “You want to consign, 23 billion people to be your rings because of the shade of their planet?” Alyssa nodded seemingly uncaring of both Sarah’s action and the numbers she had just announced. The Goddess of Life turned in resignation, “Do whatever you want.” Alyssa gleefully skipped away towards Cassi’s Astral Sea.
Sarah let her sister’s vain request dance through her mind as she glared down at Dome 15. “Well little guys… I couldn’t really say ‘No’ to Alyssa, because she inspired me, and I don’t want to be a hypocrite.” Crouching down she carefully pulled the whole city up from the ground, her power working around to reshape and change the city between her hands. “Thanks for a good time Rich, that Bitch Sarah is going to be keeping you very close from now on.”, she spoke down into the micro city as she compressed the dome and used her power to reorganise its buildings, tiny lives scurrying all over as she worked. “You will all hang around my neck as a reminder to myself to never date a tribute again.” The final form of the now hexagonal-shaped city laid compressed under a sheet of glass. With thin gold chains having grown from its sides, it now resembled a small locket. Sarah slid the chain around her neck and let the small city sit between her breasts. “Welcome to your new home.”

Super

Victoria Rigel – The “Chosen”

With a shimmer of purple energy Tori appeared in a back alley on Pyraxi Prima. She had never visited this world before, much like every other world she had stepped onto over the last few weeks. It didn’t surprise her that this world was also host to beings similar to her; the universe was designed in Her image after all. Though so far, she only encountered people with bright peach through to dark brown skin, all various hues of red. Her light blue skin on the other hand stuck out like a sore thumb. The skin tone of her people was seemingly rare in the universe, but the hustle and bustle of the busy daylit streets still provided a decent amount of cover for the young girl. After locating a suitable looking tavern, the athletic girl snuck past the main reception and headed upstairs to find an empty room; the closed doors were of little concern as she simply teleported through these minor barriers. Opening her backpack, she pulled out a large folder and tossed it onto the bed before undressing for a shower. The modern facilities were as good as her home world’s, and after the last two worlds had yet to discover indoor plumbing, this was a welcome relief.

As the warm water cascaded down over her soft blue skin she reflected on her plans; recently her world had been graced by the forces of heaven and hell. At that point Tori had never witnessed the presence of the Goddess, but ancient myths of the past, that had been turned into comics foretold Her return, ready to set the world right. Only few still believed these childish stories as true but really nobody expected Her to be pursued by the devil when she actually returned. The blonde demon in her green dress cruelly snuffed out life as she was crawling after the weakened form of the white-robed Goddess; it was disheartening to watch her lose more and more of her lead as she was carefully stepping around buildings that the devil would demolish moments later regardless. Though there was nothing Tori could do to interfere, as much as she wanted to fight for the good in the world. She, like so many others, was trying to flee the city via the large suspension bridge that crossed the Yorinya River. But once the Goddess changed course, sprinting through the river, panic broke out. After getting out of her car to run across the gridlocked bridge, Tori only remembers getting bounced high into the air after the devil knocked the Goddess into the bridge somehow.

Once she regained her consciousness, she wasn’t quite sure where she had landed, but her legs seemed to be stuck in some soft crevice, with a striped sky above her and the wrecked asphalt of the bridge deathly far below her.

She had accidentally been pinched in the hollow of the knee between Architect Theia’s thighs, but in the little girl’s mind the Goddess had rescued her.

In her disorientation she wasn’t quite sure what was happening, but she distinctly remembers the Goddess speaking down to her, “… accept this gift.”, she said. Tori didn’t know what that meant, but once her world began burning in a bright purple, with streaks of coloured light ensnaring her strained body, she quickly realised that she was being blessed by Her. It was pleasant at first, but quickly started to burn like ice-cold fire on her skin. Desperately she clawed at her prison, trying to escape the pain, but just then, with a pop, she was flailing through a dark void, with countless colours rushing past her, before she landed in a grassy field on an alien world. After that it took a few days more to get to grips with what happened. She was on a completely different planet, filled with weird bulky people that only reached up to her hips. Still, they too believed in the Goddess. Then it took a few days more to realise she had been gifted with superpowers; she could now grasp reality and compress things to a miniscule size; or reach through paths in the sky to pull herself to different worlds. Though so far, she hadn’t found her way back home yet. And while she couldn’t remember exactly what was said, Tori was certain that she had been gifted with these abilities to rescue the Goddess from the devil. She was to be Her secret weapon and her life would never be the same again anyway.

Jumping onto the bed still damp from her shower, Tori unfolded the large folder she had pulled out of her backpack earlier. Page after page of three-inch tall people unrolled across her bed; all glued down in her ‘Album’ with name tags underneath. “Hello again. New World, you all know what that means.” After standing the screen of trapped life up along the foot of her bed, she flopped down onto her stomach and rested her chin in her palms, looking over the rows of people; one man and one woman from each world she visited. “How is my collection today? I am still sorry about the living arrangements, but I still need you all.” Another one of her inherited powers was to touch what she could only describe as the souls of these people. It pained her to pull at them, but she found it was the only thing that made her powers work again after she had drained them too much. “One day, I’ll figure out how to teleport without harming you poor folks, and we can start a lovely little community.”, she sympathised as she felt her power levels refill. Though the cries of her collection were tugging at her heartstrings as she drew energy from them all. “The more of you I collect, the less I need from each of you. Please don’t make this any harder on me than it already is.” It bothered her greatly that she was abusing people to fuel her quest. It had taken a lot of reasoning for her to come to terms with the requirements of taking ‘prisoners.’

Once the pressure of divine energy was pushing against her chest from within, she got up and dug through her backpack again. Those of her tributes that had already come to terms with their situation found the purple spandex suit she was pulling out silly; she was a self-proclaimed superhero. But in her mind, she wanted to be like the Goddess, as she was shown in the comics she enjoyed so much. Plus, she felt it was only right to have a secret identity, even if she never stayed in one place for long. Fully dressed, and after climbing through the hotel room window, she knelt on the ledge and observed the long street below, looking for her next beacons. Her power worked in strange ways, and it had taken her a great deal of time and experimentation to figure out some these quirks. Paths that had been trodden on by the Goddess in the past could be passed through more easily and required less energy to traverse. But oddly enough most of them were not bound by a place, but by people. Looking along thin strands of purple light – only visible when she really focussed on them – she could look at the genetic heritage of a person, to find people that had been visited by the Goddess in the past. And then, reaching through them, she could pull herself to the other side with ease. “There,” she whispered to herself, “the Royal Tailors.” Focusing on the small section of the interior visible through the front window she flashed her eyes a light violet and vanished from the window ledge.

Olivia - Customer Assistant - Royal Tailors

The sharply dressed blonde woman turned in surprise as a subtle purple glimmer caught her attention from the front of the store. “Uh, hello?”, she stammered as she approached the clothing rack near the display windows. She jumped back in shock as a young woman bounced up to her feet from behind it, “Hiya! Sorry for the sudden drop-in. I didn’t mean to scare you!” The newcomer sauntered over to the door and flicked the lock across while she carried on chatting, “I’m Galaxy Girl! Here to ask how your kids are doing!” The little woman in her purple bodysuit spoke with such unwavering confidence, that Olivia didn’t even question her strange behaviour and appearance. It took the shop assistant a few seconds to mentally catch up with the conversation; but her professional training quickly kicked in again, “Apologies Ma’am, I am Olivia. Welcome to the Royal Tailors, serving the royal family for generations. And no, I do not have children. Still, how can I be of service?” The girl’s menacing stare after locking the door was discomforting, but the heroic stride she now put on as she stalked towards the back room was even more bewildering. Add that to her seemingly not even acknowledging the question.

After a quick peak through the door to the back room she turned around again. “We are alone in here, right?” Olivia gave her a nervous nod, while slowly backing away towards the front door. Noticing the unease the little girl quickly paced over to her and tried to be as reassuring as she could, “I’m sorry, where are my manners? I should explain myself. I felt a powerful presence here, and I was drawn to it. I don’t suppose you’ve ever had any strange guests around?”

Olivia’s stomach knotted as she realised this surreal girl knew more than she should and the light flare in her eyes was enough to convince her that she was the real deal. “Are you... Her?” She immediately dropped to her knees, assuming that this should be the natural reaction, but the young girl just stared back in confusion, “What do you mean? I am Galaxy Girl. Have you actually heard of me?” Pushing herself back to her feet she looked closer at the girl, the genuine look on her face throwing her initial thoughts into doubt. Shaking her head, Olivia went back to address the previous question, “Sorry, I haven’t heard of you. But yes, we did have some … peculiar guests. Centuries ago, we were actually visited by the Goddess herself. I was wondering if you were Her, but I see now I may have jumped to a few conclusions.”

Galaxy Girl’s face lit up at the revelation, “Oh really? The Goddess was here? In this store?! I expected something, but not the jackpot of connections!”, she almost screamed out into the empty store. “Okay! Liv! You don’t mind me calling you Liv, right?”, without waiting for an answer she carried on, “You can help me by telling me everything! Please, you have to!” The shop attendant couldn’t see any harm in sharing some old store folklore. “Well, the story goes that hundreds of years ago the Goddess Herself came into the store and requested a custom pair of boots.” Olivia gestured towards a display cabinet, that according to the nameplate underneath contained the ‘Titanium Heels’. Olivia looked up at the cruel looking boots in the display case as she recounted the story, “The Goddess requested those, inscribed with the word ‘Goodbye’ on the sole, along with a little heart symbol. It must have been a cruel joke.”

Shaking her head a little, she returned her gaze to the strange woman in her store, “Anyway, the only thing is She never came back to collect them. We have store camera footage of the whole event, although nobody really believed us when we claimed it was Her. It’s mostly just seen as a crazy myth now.” Tilting her head slightly, the young ‘super heroine’ interrupted, “But you don’t?” Her eyes were shimmering with a light purple gleam as she spoke. “No, my family has worked here for generations; the sister of my great-great-grandfather was in the store on that day. He spent a lot of time looking for her, after she disappeared with the Goddess.” “How do you know that she was with the Goddess?”, the younger girl asked, pushing for a complete retelling. “Well, the video also shows a young woman named Cassandra Moldova. She was a local girl taken as tribute by the Goddess. People never returned once chosen as tribute, so her being there with the other woman should be proof enough of divine intervention.” Galaxy Girl was nodding eagerly, seemingly content with her explanation. “Anyway, afterwards the muted video just shows Cassandra and the Goddess leaving the store, shortly followed by my great-great-aunt, Alyssa. We haven’t seen any of them here again ever since.”

Victoria Rigel - Galaxy Girl

Standing in front of the display case for the Titanium Heels, Tori looked over her shoulder towards Olivia, offering her a sympathetic smile, “That’s a wonderfully tragic story, but that puts you in an unfortunate position.” Moving over to the store blinds she deftly dropped them all, dimming the light and blocking out prying eyes. “You see, I am looking for an audience with the Goddess. I feared it might take me ages to randomly find my way to her, but you have such a strong connection to her…” Tori let her eyes flash violet, illuminating the entire room, “You are unwittingly offering me a genetic shortcut. Through you I might be able to walk the same path your ancestors took.”

The fear growing across the attendant’s face only pushed more guilt into Victoria as she extended her hand towards her prey, who immediately broke out in a panic and ran towards the door. “Please, don’t fight me on this; It will be painless if you let it happen. I promise.” Offering calming words made Tori feel a little better about what she was about to do to the poor woman. “Your life will change a bit, but you will only be bound to me for a while. Please, just let it happen. I just need you for a short time and afterwards I will give you a normal life again.”

The fleeing shop assistant found the door to the shop drawing even further into the distance while her size gradually diminished, centimetre by centimetre. The process was slow and as she dwindled Tori only felt more pity as her screams turned to cries and then eventually to whimpers. Eventually the tiny woman slowly came to a halt to turn back and face Tori’s now towering form behind her. Crouching down she extended her hand next to the kneeling sobbing woman, “Please, get on. I don’t want to harm you, I just... need you... for a time.” Though when the small woman didn’t move, Tori sighed and simply plucked her off the ground between her fingers. Turning around the purple-clad woman vanished from the shop and appeared a few seconds later in her stolen hotel room.

“Okay, collection; meet Olivia. She will be joining us from now on. Please be nice to her.” The large brunette girl carefully undressed her latest victim and applied the glue strip along her back, “I’m sorry; this won’t be comfortable. But it’s just for now, … until I’ve found a better way to carry you all!” Using her two middle fingers, she carefully pressed the woman into the next available slot in her large binder.

Next, she quickly flopped onto her bed again, holding her collection out in front of her. “Okay, this will be just a small drain to check our options. Please don’t scream.” The screams resumed the second Tori began to syphon energy from her victims. This time however, she didn’t even notice as the universe opened before her. “Holy shit, Olivia! Your Ancestors have travelled all over the universe; I can feel them making paths even now.” She quickly leapt back to her feet and readied herself for a jump. “This is it! I know how to find her! The one who made me!” Wasting no time in rolling up her collection she shoved the binder into her backpack and swung it onto her back. Victoria vanished into a purple shimmer.

As she appeared in a long dark corridor, nothing made any sense; this was the centre point for the spatial tunnels her latest catch had provided but walking around the vast emptiness something felt wrong. Spying light towards the end of the enormous expansive corridor she quickly teleported toward it; a horrifying vision greeted her, long walls of cages patrolled by huge winged women, screams of torture and suffering echoed from every direction as she crept into the nightmarish space. “Time for the tournament!”, a loud voice proclaimed across the expanse, “Bring snacks, ones that will fight back preferably.”

As the obnoxiously loud voice grew louder behind her, Tori turned her head back and upwards, allowing her to stare at a colossal woman wearing a loose fitting, revealing black robe stepping towards her from the other end of the corridor. Her thundering steps produced the noise of loudly cracking stone as her sandals touched the ground. Tori was stunned in fear as this titan came to a sudden stop and stared squarely at her. “Well, well, well, who have we got here? Food or fun?” The danger was evident as her eyes went black, the sense of dread overwhelmed Tori as she screamed for her power and vanished in a puff of purple energy.

As she landed back in her borrowed room on Pyraxi Prima, Tori collapsed, writhing in horror and dread that had just consumed her, “What the fuck was that?!” she muttered to herself as she rolled onto the bed. “She wasn’t the Goddess I was looking for..." And that woman seemed worse than the devil she had gotten to know at home. Maybe she was the greater evil instigating other titans to pursue the true Goddess.” Wild speculative thoughts were rushing through her head as she curled up into a ball.

After what felt like hours she managed to compose herself again, allowing her to reason with the situation. The … monster mentioned a tournament. If she was the greater evil, then that might mean her blonde devil might bring the Goddess to this event … maybe it’d be a public show of defeat and humiliation. … And as scary as the thought was, if she could find a way to this tournament, she could probably also find her Goddess. But besides the name, she had nothing to go with … she would have to look and ask around on many different worlds. Tori crawled out of bed and dug out her collection folder, unrolling it across the bed once more. “I am truly sorry; I desperately need to recharge. There have been some setbacks.” The piercing screams of her captives broke her down into tears as she performed what was required.

Sadist

Throne Room, New Eden

Clara was trying to piece together her memories as the light returned to her world. She had been trapped in darkness ever since the dark angel had ripped her from her bed. Screams and weeping of the people from Ashur were her only company in the meantime. The world tilted, and gravity shifted as she began to slide towards the light at increasing speeds. Free-falling with her people she landed awkwardly on a large stone surface, feeling her ankle twist as she hit the ground, tears forming in her eyes as another man fell on her. “Ouch! Get Off me! Get off me!”, she cried as the man rolled off her only to watch as another person plummeted on him, resulting in bloodied cough. “Oh no, I’m so sorry!”, she said before another man dropped directly on her and blocking out all light. She could only hear the dulled thuds of more people falling onto the screaming crowd. With difficulty Clara pushed her way up through the tangle of limbs and moaning humanity to see what was going on.

Up above them a huge woman with brunette hair and black lipstick was tucking a pouch into her enormous bosom, covered by a loose black robe. The Goddess looked back down and licked her lips as she observed Clara and her people, lifting her hand to her face, a dark smoke swirled between the huge womans fingers and a tube appeared. “Holy shit…”, Clara cried as she struggled to push herself free, “She’s got a straw! She’s going to eat us!!” Everyone around her suddenly found new energy, but in their panic, this struggle they only tangled themselves further. The titan brought her face over them all, with the large tube resting ahead of Clara; it was large enough to suck them all. To her horror, Clara watched as the huge being grinned and pushed the other end of the large straw into her nose. “Oh fuck no! That's…” Her words were interrupted by a loud rush of hurricane-like winds as Clara and everyone else were ripped from the ground and sent flying towards the huge tube.

Goddess Alyssa - Throne Room, New Eden

“Aaah that's the stuff!”, the Goddess cooed as she scrunched up her nose. “ALYSSA!” The thundering voice of the Matriarch scolded from across the large room, “Don’t snort mortals while your sister is speaking, please!” Sitting up straight in her throne, the Goddess of Death feigned a scolded face while turning back to Fiona, “Sorry Fi. You were saying something about a tournament?” Watching Fiona suppress a chuckle, despite Sarah’s internvention, calmed Alyssa’s nerves. Aly spent a moment lost in thought as the Goddess of War ran through details of an elaborate plan to host a massive fight to the death, which would invite countless planets to send their best champions. Though while lost in thought and staring at Fiona as she gestured around the room, the dark Goddess caught sight of a scruff of blonde hair protruding from edge of Fiona’s panties. ‘Ari?’, she mused to herself, finding something comical in the thought of the Goddess of Love being used to pleasure her sister while she stood before Sarah and Theia, who would not definitely approve. “I hope you will join me later today!”, Fiona exclaimed sitting down and squirming over the trapped Arianna. With the presentation finished, and everyone vaguely nodding their approval, the Matriarch dismissed the assembly. Finally, she was free to vent her frustrations.

Striding back into her halls the titan ripped a doll-sized woman from a cage on the wall, “You’re from Ashur right?”, she snarled down at the struggling brunette in her grip. Flipping the small woman and gripping her tightly by the left calf she lifted the writhing creature to her face. “Name?”, she stated, almost spitting the word at the woman. “Urgh, let me go! You ugly monster!”, the little thing shouted angrily, but a quick shake brought her to her senses. “Emma! My name is Emma!” Alyssa continued striding towards her plush dark purple couch as she palmed the small girl once more, trapping her arm between finger and thumb, “How dare Theia claim your world, Emma, what gives her the right?!” The annoyed tone instilled fear in the tiny woman as the Goddesses dark lips locked around her trapped hand. The tiny figure shrieked in agony as Alyssa carefully bit the fingers from her hand. “I mean, I am the Goddess of Death! Should I not equally own the universe?” The tiny woman screamed as the long, deft fingers turned her around to trap her other arm between the woman’s lips. She tried to pull herself free with all her might, but the Goddess quickly claimed the fingers from the newly presented hand. “Am I not just as divine as her? Why would Sarah take her side!” Emma cried and screamed as she watched her fingers slowly bitten off, the huge teeth cauterising her hands to stumps. She stared at the painful lump where her fingers used to be. “I mean, It’s just not fair!” The dark titan continued as she noticed the pained confusion on her toy, “Oh yea, too many of you die from blood-loss, I had to stop that.” As she finished her declaration the small woman was flipped, and Alyssa brought her tiny feet up to her lips. “All I’m saying is…” *crunch* “I should have as much right as Theia to the people of Ashur!” Her toy shrieked in pain again as both of her feet were bitten off. “Or am I not a Goddess?”, flipping her pet around again, she held the whimpering form up to her face, “Emma? Am I not a Goddess?” The tear-streaked woman looked horrified as she stared into the massive dark eye before her, “You are a....a....merciful Goddess.”, she managed to get out between her whimpers of pain. The dark Goddess smiled, “I know right! You understand!” She twirled the small girl in her fingers and locked her arm between her lips, biting it off a few moments later. The shrieks of agony that followed brought a smile to her face; though they soon subsided as the small figure passed out, “Urgh, fine; I can wait.”, Alyssa paused to tuck the disfigured woman between her breasts before looking up again, “LO’RENA! Bring your little foot cleaning crew!”

Valkyrie Commander Lo’rena - Alyssa’s Halls

Dropping the tributes back into the boiling water the blonde Valkyrie turned sharply, “Kaz, grab the tributes; Zanna, bring the water; Tabs rally a few other sisters!” With orders issued, the powerful woman launched herself into the air, her powerful black wings granting her thrilling speeds as she pivoted in the air and soared down towards her Goddess. The huge woman was stretching her long legs down towards the floor, her dainty feet coming out from under her loose robes. She noticed her Goddess pushing a broken looking tribute further down between her breasts, but disregarding it, she dropped to a hover in front of her Mistress. She saluted to show her respect, “At your service Goddess! We live to serve!” The large woman seemed appeased as she lounged back in her sofa and started inspecting her rings, seemingly ignoring Lo’rena. Tabitha flew up alongside her, five other Valkyries behind her as the commander turned to issue instructions, “Okay, normal foot cleaning rotation; two tributes in each hand as sponges, small circles and a kiss every hand width!” The women all knew the drill, but she would never risk a mistake, “Remember, when she’s done with us there will no warning, just fly away as fast as you can. She will not be pleased if she has to scrape one of us off her foot!”

Landing below the huge toes, the leader of the Valkyries inspected the bucket of tributes Kaz had brought over. Grabbing a pair of men in one hand and a couple of women in the other she dunked them into the warm soapy water and fluttered over towards the titan's foot. The pair screamed as she ground them in small circles along the huge toe, slowly stopping after each small section to plant a respectful kiss on her Goddess. Working her way between the massive toes, Lo’rena knew this was the most dangerous part; it was not uncommon for her mistress to curl her toes, thus trapping the limbs of the lower Valkyries between her vast digits. They weren’t small enough to get between the toes, so they were regularly forced to push them apart and lowering their small heads between the large toes to plant the required kisses. The practice would have been degrading if it was not an accepted part of their existence.

Planet Hirona - Alyssa’s Left Ring

Chancellor Dez was lost on how to lead his people; suicide rates were soaring, and large portions of the world had fallen into anarchy. It was by sheer fortune that he had managed to wrangle a level of civil order into his city. Ever since the Goddess of Death had declared their destiny was to sit as decoration on her finger, the hopes, dreams and aspiration of their population had been snuffed. His city of Archangel was built on the belief that they were still alive and that they may someday escape their prison. Though the rife chaos that surrounded his bastion of civilisation was making progress slow and painful.

He was meeting with his small science council to discuss funding for their space program when the broadcast came; the colossal image of the beautiful evil spread across the sky. The Goddess was once again speaking to them. “HEY, MY LITTLE PIECES OF JEWLERRY. MY LAST LISTENER HAS GONE TO SLEEP; SO I GUESS I ASK YOU INSTEAD: CAN YOU BELIEVE THE NERVE OF SARAH?! SHE STRUCK ME! AM I NOT A GODDESS?”, the thundering voice reverberated across the land, shaking the foundations of the larger buildings. “I MEAN YOU ALL KNOW ME AS A GODDESS, YOU ALL ACCEPT ME! AT LEAST YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE, BUT THEIA! SHE ASSUMES SHE’S BETTER THAN ME BY CLAIMING THAT WORLD FOR HER OWN! WHO DOES SHE EVEN THINK SHE IS?!” Her face looked annoyed and frustrated as she yelled down across the surface of the world. “Chancellor! The walls!” Tina, his assistant, yelled as she pointed to security monitors, “The walls are breaking under her voice, if they come down we’ll be overrun!” Dez rushed to his console to issue commands to local enforcement, warning them of the dangers. “I DON’T THINK I SHOULD BE TREATED LIKE A SECOND-CLASS GODDESS. I SHOULDN’T LET SARAH THINK SHE CAN JUST KICK ME AROUND LIKE A TRIBUTE!”, the booming voice continued. Tina looked up to her boss as earthquakes shook the capital building, “What is she even talking about? Who is Sarah? Who is Theia?” He was rapidly working on delegating damage control as a building slowly collapsed outside the window, “I have no idea, she’s just rambling, and we can’t even reply!” Their whole world shook again, “YOU ALL RESPECT ME, MY LITTLE RINGWORLD! YOU WOULDN’T COMPLAIN IF I WANTED TO SNORT YOU, YOU WOULD LINE YOURSELVES UP FOR ME LIKE GOOD MORTALS!” Tina’s heart fell as she looked at the sinister dark face looming in the sky in disbelief, “She’s insane! She wants us to line up to be snorted?!” Dez quickly pulled her back over to the work stations, “That's why we need to secure our borders, develop our ships and get away from her!” But the world continued to shake as the Goddess talked to them, “I THINK THEIA AND SARAH SHOULD RESPECT ME JUST AS MUCH AS YOU ALL DO. I GUESS I NEED TO TEACH THEM HOW TO DO THAT.” Suddenly they were all graced by a brief moment of calm as the Goddess seemed to think about what she had just said, but Tina felt her last sliver of hope crushed as she looked over the security feeds, “Chancellor, all the walls have collapsed, we are exposed.” The two stared in horror at the monitors as the whole building shook around them once more, “GOOD TALK SLAVES, YOU’RE BLESSED TO HAVE ME!” and then the colossal face vanished.

Dez finally snapped, falling to his knees he let out a long scream of frustration, “GAAAAAAAH! Does she even know we exist!” The cry to the sky went unanswered as his aid joined him for a long embrace, “The last bastion of civilisation is about to fall, we should find somewhere safe to hide.”, she spoke softly to him. They were both startled by the thunder of a powerful hurricane sweeping across their world; though the air stood still, it was just the loud noise of rushing wind. “WHAT NOW?!” the Chancellor exclaimed, not sure if he should even care anymore. His aid looked into the heavens; huge star sized nostrils consuming the firmament. “I think she fell asleep.” The huge sound of rushing wind coursed across the world again making his reply partially inaudible. “...fucking selfish whore.”, was all that could be heard between rushes of winds as the stellar titan continued her light snoring.

Goddess Alyssa - Alyssa’s Halls

Stretching out and licking her dry lips the Dark Goddess awoke from the nap she had slipped into. “Lo’rena…”, she mumbled as her hands sought the wine goblet nearby. Greedily she gulped through the rich wine mixed condemned souls in her drink Alyssa felt more awake by the time her Valkyrie respectfully landed and kneeled beside her. “How long was I asleep for?”, she queried, while enjoying the little pecks on her feet as her devoted continued to service her. “My Goddess, you have been asleep for nearly four hours.” The Goddess of Death smiled to herself as she realised her pets had been loyally kissing her feet while she slept the whole afternoon away. “You girls must be exhausted. How many tributes did you get through?” Her little commander spent a moment examining the living sponges she still held, “Between us all, just over a thousand so far my Goddess. We live to serve, and so do they.” The huge woman smiled in delight as her huge finger stroked her lead Valkyrie, “Over a thousand mortals expunged and I was asleep, Theia would not approve. I am a naughty girl.”, she chuckled before looking back down at her dark angel, “You are dismissed.” She smiled as the plush couch threatened to steal her consciousness again.

She felt content and refreshed as the foot rubs always helped her relax, but the small wriggle from her cleavage brought a sinister smirk to her dark lips. “Welcome back, sleepyhead,” she cooed as she fished the small woman out, “We can resume our conversation!” The girl barely had a chance to moan in suffering before the loud cracking, and excruciating pain of large teeth crunching through her legs consumed her. “Mmmm, you’re a tasty one! … I plan to send your soul back to Theia as a message!” Emma wanted to squirm, but the pain was too much, and she could only flop her remaining arm as she cried, “Finish me, please. Kill me!”, she whined between the huge woman's fingers. “Oh stop your complaining, it’s coming in good time. Anyway, I don’t think I mentioned that Sarah scolded me in front of everyone for snorting mortals yet! I mean mortals!? Can you believe it? Why does she even care…” She continued her self-absorbed rant while she slowly whittled down Emma’s final arm; she took six small bites before getting to her shoulder. The little creature gave off tiny shrieks with each nibble each of which brought skin-tingling joy to Alyssa.

“I am glad you didn’t pass out again, torso-girl. I genuinely cannot imagine how much pain you must be in. But it adds to the experience, don’t you think? Heartfelt-terror is so delicious.” Extending her huge tongue, the dark Goddess licked her prey’s small nether regions, looking for some flavour, but the broken woman was seemingly unable to still get wet in her broken state, “My fault, I guess, I should have started with that.” Emma felt the force of the probing tongue rock her body but was numb to actually feel it against her skin; the pain was too much. She was unable to feel anything. “I’m no longer hungry”, as the Goddess smiled down at her, she burst out in tears; she wanted her life to end. “LO’RENA! Take my little snack and put her in a cage for later.” Emma was unable to move anything below her neck as she felt the despair grow when the Valkyrie appeared above her. “Don’t let her die; I’ll finish her when I remember.”

Alyssa stood as her leftovers were carried away, casually flicking her foot slaves away as her sandals materialised around her feet. Though she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and squatted down in front of her colossal plush sofa. The dark titan gestured with her hand, eyes flashing dark black as the soft purple fabric parted, revealing a large cage under her luxury furniture. “I see you’re awake, sister.”, she smirked into the cage, where the cat-sized Ella was crawling around in, glaring up at her. Reaching for a small pouch on the wall near the cage the Goddess of Death released a small crowd of tributes to flee from the feral Goddess. Ella’s eyes glowed yellow as she pounced on the food. “You like that, huh? Maybe one day I’ll let you go, but not until you’ve learned your lesson for trespassing! You too need to learn to respect me!” Grinning down at her pet-like captive she found her gaze landing on the small mortal tied into her unkempt hair, “I see you’re still carrying around that flea. I wish I knew why you cared for that one so much. … Anyway…”

With a flick of her wrist the whole enclosure was hidden beneath her sofa again. “Time for the tournament!” She slowly began to stroll towards the exit. “Bring snacks, ones that will fight back preferably!” The dark Goddess was about to open her door to New Eden when she spied a small tribute roaming free in her domain. “Well, well, well, who have we got here? Food or fun?”, she cooed as she let her eyes flash black, reaching for the tiny creature with her power. Though surprisingly the tiny woman suddenly vanished in a puff of purple power, “Theia!”, the Goddess of Death snarled, “She’s better be not using mortals to spy on me! Valkyries! Search the Halls! Anyone or anything that shouldn't be here is to be brought to me!” Alyssa glared around the floors annoyed before smoothing her face into a mask of civility and striding out to meet her sisters.

Swallowed

Priestess Ying – High Garden

“… Life is a cruel joke. Both my own and the Goddess herself. I mean look at me now! I had been in service under back then Headmaid Sarah for decades! I towered over almost everyone in the temple! And when Goddess Sarah asked for disciples to follow her, I remained loyal! And what do I get in return? A pair of glossy wings, a degrading, almost transparent green mini dress, and oh yeah! Not even a quarter of the average mortal size. I must look like a fucking firefly to the Gods!” The man between my fingers had passed out by now, I guess I was shaking him a bit too much. Not that it really mattered, I don’t need anyone to listen to my rambling – there’s nobody who could do anything about these problems anyway. Especially not the finger food I caught just a couple of minutes ago; even if him complaining about oh how hard he has it after he watched me eat his friend set me off on a tangent.

Without another thought I carefully put the man, barely larger than the tip of my finger, on my tongue and pulled him inside. I wanted to make sure I didn’t accidentally harm him, as unlike most of the others, I absolutely hate the taste of blood – it’s just so bitter and having that warm goo spray through my mouth; ugh, disgusting. But shrinking these people is just so hard when you have to find a balance between them being small enough to be swallowed whole, while also not being too fragile. Well, I guess that’s just my problem, all the other faeries just mash them into smoothies or something… Either way, him not struggling was a welcome change of pace, it made the next bit so much easier. I tossed my head backwards and let him slide to the back of my tongue – I could feel his limp body passing underneath my uvula, and so I prepared to swallow. But the moment his fragile form slid out of view at the back of my mouth, my throat muscles must have pressed into him too hard, as he burst like a grape. Blood shot back into my mouth and partially even up my nose. Which was. The. Absolute. Worst.

I spat out as much as I could, but I was already stuck with the taste. This was so infuriating; his friend made it down easily, but I guess he was a bit more muscular. Anyway, even though I already knew what this was like; I had humans burst against the roof of my mouth or get cut by my teeth quite a few times before; but squishing them with my throat was almost bad enough to make me go back to the awful grey goo they served around here. That stuff has virtually no substance; no matter how much you eat, you’ll never get rid of the hunger. Really, humans are the only other edible thing the Goddess would let us have in High Garden... And even if she would allow us to have access to the fruits in her private garden, I doubt anyone would want to visit that place anyway. As another twisted joke she made everything up there poisonous and deadly to anyone but herself and the other gods.

I tried to shake these infuriating thoughts out of my head and started fluttering towards one of the other dome cities. Little mortals who were dumb enough to leave were usually extremely easy prey, but it seems today would be even easier! The Goddess had emerged in the distance and was walking towards the gateway to New Eden – I could hear her heavy footsteps cracking the paving of the main streets, but more importantly to me, her enormous form was now casting a vast shadow across the outskirts surrounding the domes. Anyone who doesn’t already know the unwritten rules of High Garden will get startled by her shadow and end up staring into the sky to gawk at her or something. This was dumb even if I weren’t out here looking for people – I mean Goddess Sarah is so tall and far away, you can’t really make out any details. Plus, we all already know what she looks like anyway.

And right away I spotted one of those idiots just standing in the middle of the road – some tanned girl with shoulder-length black hair, wearing shorts, a tank top, some heavy boots, and a backpack? Oh, she clearly wasn’t from here! Wandering out here with your heavy belongings gets you caught really really easily. By now Sarah’s shadow had passed, so before she could compose herself I took a nose-dive and glided down towards her.

Amelia – Subject of Arianna’s Heaven

Wow. The Goddesses all look so amazing. But now standing in a place like High Garden it was even more mesmerising to see their scale when comparable to something normal sized – Goddess Arianna didn’t really have many human-sized structures, so seeing this mountainous colossus move was even more awe-inspiring. The woman in her green dress disappeared behind the horizon just as quickly as she emerged, so I adjusted my backpack and set off walking again; I was on a mission after all! I know the Angels warned me not to go, but so far, this whole trip was fairly uneventful! And really, how hard could it be to find Goddess Arianna when she’s this large! I was imagining how one of the nearest dome cities could be “held down” by just her toes spreading over it, when I felt something bump into my backpack. Surprised, I spun around to find a little woman hovering behind me, rubbing her forehead; her little green dress resembled something made out of thin leaves; but really it was the glossy wings that made her look like a magical little fairy to me. She tried to ask me something about where I came from, but she just looked absolutely adorable! She was so small, she’d probably have to stand on her tiptoes to reach my knee, and I just can’t resist hugging something so cute! I grabbed the pretty little thing out of the air and ran my finger over her smooth body. It was fascinating how squishy the little thing was, but there was undeniably a firm body underneath the soft surface. I never got to hold anyone smaller than me. All of Arianna’s Angels usually stood taller than almost everyone else, so this was exhilarating! I just wanted to rub her all over my face and never let go!

“What the hell are you doing?! Let go of me!”, the fairy screamed at me, but really that sounded more like someone so grumpy they needed a hug. Despite her wiggling and flailing I held her tightly against my chest and nuzzled my nose into her hair, which in heaven usually ended any argument. She however seemingly got closer to screaming bloody murder, and actually managed to grab onto my hair. I wanted to gently hold her in place, but she pulled herself out of my loose grip and clambered over the top of my head. It hurt a little, but at least I was still able to keep her in place by gripping her slipping legs more tightly. This kinda left us in the awkward position where she was trying to kick her legs free, while the rest of her body was just draped over my head. I didn’t hear it at first over her just pounding my ear with her fists, but with her belly being pressed against my other ear I could hear a faint voice … coming from … inside her? Screaming for help?

Searing Hot

Temple of the Pantheon - Foruo Minor

Jacob knelt in front of the giant statues that had replaced the old tribute temple. Gazing up he found himself staring at the Pantheon of Goddesses back at him again. They freed them all from the eternal obligation to the old tribute system, which lead to a more progressive government; technology taking a leap within just one lifetime, and the first steps into the universe. Many of Foruo’s people yearned to repay them for their kind act, but Jacob Lianse, Commander of the recently formed Templar Enforcers, may have finally found a way to thank them directly. Bowing his head, letting his shoulder length blonde hair fall in front of his face, he began to pray to Matriarch Sarah’s statue, “Hear me, Goddess, I pray for your blessing in the upcoming tournament. Allow me and Simon to be worthy of participation.”

Pushing himself to his feet, he felt Simon’s eyes on his back, “Praying again? If you want a reply the best chance we have is to win this tournament.” Simon flipped his rifle in his hand and spun it with a flourish into a shoulder lock, “Though it’s not like anyone could beat us!” Jacob smiled as he dismissed his friend’s boasting, “No harm in praying for a little help, just in case. I mean, can you even imagine? Soon we might get to see the Goddesses in person.” His partner threw his arm around him, leading him from the temple as the pair laughed in excitement. Though they stopped in their tracks when a lilting voice sung from behind them, “Do you really want to just walk away from me? Hardly a polite greeting.” Slowly the two warriors turned, their blue plastics armour creaking with the strange pivot. Now, before them stood a woman of average stature, but her radiating energy and green robes flowing in the wind still plaza immediately gave her nature away.

The Templars couldn’t get into a kneel fast enough; the flustered display elicited a small giggle from the woman looking on. “Jacob, Templar of Foruo, you doubt your Goddess listens to your prayers?” The two men felt their blood run cold as the Divine stepped towards them slowly, “No. Never, your holiness! Of course, we know you listen!”, Jacob blurted before biting hard on his tongue. “Holiness…” Sarah tested the word finding it in poor taste, “For now just call me Goddess.” The two men felt the power of the woman above them as her sandal-clad feet appeared in their submissive vision. “You have a good heart Jacob; I found myself drawn to answering your prayer. Rise, both of you."

Jacob and Simon stood, and were surprised to see the Goddess actually being slightly shorter than them. “You honour me, Goddess! You honour us both.” The woman smiled as she waved a hand across in front of her, creating two small crests from the air, “I have chosen you, Jacob, to be my Champions in my sister's tournament.” She gently pushed the symbols into their armours, fusing them into the plastic. “I can only protect you from my sister’s divine intervention. But should you be victorious I would deny my sister her winners. … That is if you pledge your lives to me.” The pair looked to each other in confusion, before back at the blonde woman standing patiently, “Deny the Goddess of War?” Sarah waved her hand and strode away from the pair, “Fine, submit yourself to Fiona.” Jacob launched himself after the annoyed Goddess, sliding into a kneel in front of her, “I pledge my life to you, Goddess of Life, now and forever.” Sarah hid her smile, then turned and raised an eyebrow to his partner, who promptly dropped to his knees and repeated his friend's words. “You have my blessing. Now win the tournament, and you will spend your remaining lives with me in High Garden.” Sarah knelt and stroked her champions muscular shoulders, “Yes, you’ll do nicely.”, she declared as she vanished from the temple.

The Ruby Throne - Fiona’s Domain

Joseph’s arms were in burning agony as he gripped onto the solid red wall that made up the throne of his Goddess. His fingers were cut and bleeding from the effort of prolonged grip along the edges of the vertical surface. If he were to let go, he’d be met with a near 300ft drop before landing in the Red City below. And if he were to get up, she would rip him in half for disobeying. None of his options seemed very hopeful, and so he just stared at his terrified reflection in the shiny red surface in front of him, praying for an end to the torment. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime his grip began to waver and gravity started to win over his mortal struggles. The blood running down his arms from his extended fingers coated his torso, though just as he was about to resign himself to fate, circumstances rapidly changed. In a whirl of incomprehensible motions, he was lifted into the air by her huge fingers, before spiralling through the air at an unbelievable speed. As his spin slowed the destination became clear, a large pale surface was approaching at a terrifying pace.

Fiona’s frowned as the tiny mortal she had just flicked at her sex slave impacted on one of the blonde’s firm ass cheeks, instead of the targeted hole between the two. Casually reaching for another to flick at the distraught girl, she tormented the Goddess of Love. “Being always horny is a such a burden. Shame it also makes you always required. These last few days have been wonderful, Ari.” Fiona turned as one of her Succubi approached, her dark wings fluttering as she landed on the armrest of the Ruby Throne. The little woman took a knee, awaiting permission to speak. Picking the little woman up Fiona placed her between her thighs; this was her preferred position for addressing her servants. “Speak, Maria.”, the huge Goddess declared while aiming her latest flick towards the new arrival instead of the bound Arianna. “The tournament portals have been distributed, and the chosen worlds have been informed, your excellency.”, Maria spoke clearly as she looked up from her kneeling position in front of the titans damp nether region. The Goddess of War was forgoing underwear a lot recently.

The half-naked woman on her throne was smiling to herself; the tournament was her first real act as Goddess, a way to announce herself to the universe at large. One hundred worlds had been instructed to submit two champions through tournament portals in three days from now and she was getting excited again just thinking about the upcoming carnage. “Ari, come over here and use little Maria as a vibrator for my pleasure. I feel like watching a show.” The look of despair on Maria’s face brought Fiona a smile as the slender fingers of the Goddess of Love coiled around her. The Goddess of War resumed flicking tributes at her new slave while she began to masturbate with one of her demons.

Faith & Kyle - Planet Capillum Penicilla

Kyle stood watching as the two strange figures set up a large portal on the edge of their city; one was a normal looking woman wearing a blue uniform, some cloak around her. Only thing off was that she also stood about fifty feet tall. The other was a red-skinned mostly naked woman of equal stature that could only be described as a demon. Kyle was surrounded by his small peers as the two newcomers arrived. He was almost as tall as the two newcomers, and until today the only other one of his size in the whole city had been Faith. She soon joined him to observe the unique display, carefully stepping around the smaller population at her feet. Capillum Penicilla was a planet of many races, all standing at different heights, carried here generations ago by an interstellar hairbrush. The brush had stopped arriving, the supply of valuable hair had all but been exhausted, and for the most part the planet's infrastructure had collapsed, leaving it to the survival of the fittest, also often, the largest. “The red one declared that this would be a gateway to the heavens.”, Kyle started as Faith stepped up alongside him, “She said the planet is to send its finest two warriors to do battle before the Goddess of War.” Faith snorted, “We would win the honour by default if we wanted it?” The giant man surveyed the many faces looking up to the pair and sneered a little, “This world has little for us, I say we take the chance to meet some others like us.” Faith nodded and strode towards the women setting up the large ring. “Excuse me, uh... Priestess?” She stalled as she was trying to remember the old religious texts for the proper words to address one of Her servants, as the cloaked woman turned to look at her, eyes glowing blue as she took in Faith’s unusual stature.

"Watcher. Watcher Cienna. The Order of Her Priestesses is no more, but-” She was interrupted by the demon girl bursting out laughing, “You Watchers are so pretentious! All but in name we’re still Priestesses; only difference is that we also get to have more fun now too.” The red girl grinned wickedly as she licked her lips looking over the assembled crowd. “Ophelia! We are under orders to return as soon as we have placed the Tournament Portal! No Snacking!” The demon pouted at her colleague before looking back to Faith, “Well, those who chose the right Goddess get to have more fun at least.” The Watcher snapped to her sinister colleague with a stern glare. By now Kyle had moved up alongside his friend with a question on his lips, “So, when can we go? I’ve only had Faith to spar with my entire life; I am eager for a new challenge!” Cienna waved her hand dismissively, “The portal will open when Goddess Cassi wills it. Though until then I’d suggest you two hit the gym. I’ve seen bigger muscles on literal Angels.”

Goddess Cassi - The Astral Sea

Standing on the precipice of oblivion the Goddess of Wisdom wove her divine power through the stars, bringing together the building blocks of reality, compressing and rotating, heating and mixing she slowly brought a new world into existence. A large orb of molten lava floated before her as she ran her fingers through the thick surface, carrying a dollop of the red mixture from the globe she licked it up. “Mmm, too much magnesium…” Working her hands around she guided passing asteroids into her molten mix and began to swirl the mantle of her new world some more. Tasting it again, she nodded acceptance of the molten ball and cast it out into an orbit around a star. With that her eyes returned to her natural hazel tone. Cassi spun around to see Sarah waiting patiently next to her. “It’s always a wonder to watch you work, Cas. It always has been. … This is the new world for Fiona’s little game?”, the Matriarch queried while watching the new orange ball. “Fiona wants to host her tournament on a nubile world of pure molten lava. The woman is slightly unhinged, however after she has had her fun, I see no reason why we can’t complete the work and turn this into a real world.” Sarah cocked an eyebrow, “But does she really deserve a completely new world for her little game? There are countless planets out there that’d do just fine.” The blue-robed Goddess turned and took her sisters hands, “We are doing this to stop her spiralling into madness alone. She’s taken more lives than the rest of us combined since Ascension.”  Sarah gazed deep into Cassi’s eyes, she loved her like a sister, “I know, I was actually beginning to worry for a few of my sisters as of late.” The Goddess of Wisdom brought the flowing green robes of the Goddess of Life into a long embrace, backed by the stars of the Astral Sea, “I know, we will do what we can.”, Cassi paused for a moment before turning to the new planet again. “Anyway, give me a few minutes to thread the portals and then we can tell Fiona together.” Watching her sister work thin strands between her fingers Sarah continued, “I selected a champion for myself, I figured I should have some stakes in this.” Without interrupting her work Cassi began to chuckle, “Really? I didn’t think you’d play silly games like this? Let alone try to cheat in one of them.” Sarah giggled, “I wouldn’t call it cheating, but if Fiona wants to have a fight with mortals, I see no harm in evening the playing field a little.” Both laughed, until Cassi eventually calmed down enough to speak up again, “Maybe I should try and design a proper fair game then, eh?” Sarah just rolled her eyes as they walked back to New Eden, “I’m not obsessed with games, Cassi. This is just a one-off thing…”

Goddess Fiona - The Ruby Throne

As Arianna crawled around at her feet, the Goddess of War turned her attention the two divines entering her domain, standing tall at the edge of the Ruby City. “Come on in. Don’t concern yourself with my elaborate rug.” Sarah glared at the half-size Goddess of Love, crawling on all fours at the black-haired woman's bare feet. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR SISTER!” Fiona sat up straight at the sharp words of her former Head-Maid, “She chose to become my slave for a month, so I am treating her as such!” Kicking the smaller blonde girl Fiona pointed at Sarah, “Tell her you’re my dog.” With tears of shame in her eyes, the naked blonde looked up towards her two sisters, “I am her dog.” Cassi shook her head and walked away from the degrading display, “Your planet is ready. Don’t ask me for any more favours while you torment one our own.” The Matriarch however was not so accepting of the situation; Her eyes burning green she lashed out towards Fiona, lifting her from the ground and strangling the voice from her, “You will be silent.” Carefully weaving through the Ruby City the green titan knelt near the whimpering blonde, “Arianna, do you wish me to free you from this humiliation?” The Goddess of Love looked longingly into Sarah’s blazing green eyes, taking a moment to form a reply, “No. I need to uphold my half of the bargain.” Sarah looked down at her with pity and concern, but after giving her a subtle nod she rose back to her feet and stepped away, releasing Fiona to collapse in a heap on her throne, “Your tournament is due to start, Fiona.” As the red-robed woman recovered she kicked her slave hard in the side, sending her sprawling into the Ruby City, little tributes fleeing as the large Goddess crashed through their homes. “Good Girl. Now come along, bitch. We have a tournament to run.”

Goddess Alyssa - The Astral Sea

The Goddess of Death, Alyssa swanned into the vast starry sky that her sister Cassi called home when she spied three of her Sisters lounging on a large plush couch overlooking a bright orange world. “Good evening, ladies.”, she paused for a moment, “Theia. We should talk later, before one of your girls becomes a stain on my sole.” The Goddess of Destiny gave her dark sister a confused look as she slumped down into the comfortable seat. “So, what are we waiting for? Who brought snacks?” Alyssa chuckled as her three sisters rolled her eyes towards her, pulling out a small pouch from her bra she began teasing the contents with her fingers. “Can I grab a couple of those Aly?” Cassi interjected as she leaned over Theia to accept a few living snacks from the Goddess of Death. Theia watched a writhing mass of desperate humans being passed along in front of her face, “This is going to be the whole evening with you, isn’t it?” She pushed out of the plush sofa and moved over to sit on the other side of Sarah. Alyssa began giggling as she watched her get up, “Haha, for someone who cares so much for them, you don’t seem to partake enough in ... mortal pleasures ... hahahahaha…” Aly broke out in hysterical laughter at her own joke and Cassi couldn’t help joining in. Even Sarah began to chuckle, but a sharp glare from Theia immediately got her to stop. Finally, Fiona came striding in, with Arianna crawling by her side on a leash. Seeing the degraded Goddess, Alyssa’s laughter grew even louder, now echoing across the universe, “Oh fuck! That’s hilarious! Fi! I won’t be able to forget that! What a fucking good show, Fi!” Handing the leash to her dark sister, the red Goddess started to laugh at Arianna’s misery herself as well, “Look after my dog for a while, will you sis?” Aly giggled as she glanced down at the blonde, who was refusing to meet her eye, “Sit Doggy!”, she teased as she took the leash from Fiona.

Goddess Fiona - The Astral Sea

Floating down from the viewing platform, Fiona felt her delicate soft feet sink into the molten surface of the world. “This feels good,” she cooed as she slipped her robes over her head and cast them adrift into space. She turned to face her sisters, showing off her warrior’s physique, the tight visible muscles across her abdomen and limbs. She looked powerful even without her divine powers. “Being the Goddess of War has had some wonderful benefits.”, she decreed as she flexed for her sisters. She overheard Sarah swooning a little and smiled to herself, “Okay, I’m going to lie on this wonderful lava, Cassi, open the portals all over my visible skin once I am comfortable.” With almost no grace, Fiona let herself backwards into the molten surface, relishing in the warm and soothing feeling on her perfect skin. After a few moments she felt herself gently floating on the planet’s smooth currents, which was followed by the first of the portals opening over her mountainous breasts. Just a few minutes later, she could feel more and more people scurrying over her chiselled body like ants. Lifting her head to look down at her champions, her hair was coated in a mesmerizing display of lava cascading down beside her face “Okay... Champions, there’s only rule: I will be shrinking. You will not. Right now I am the size of a small country, but in an hour I will be the size of a small town. Last one standing wins!”

Jacob & Simon - Fiona’s Right Hand

Stepping through the portal a wave of heat washed over them, leaving them to collapse in their armour. In heated agony Jacob looked across the oppressive, vast, and nude landscape that was the body of the Goddess of War. But also high above he spotted a colossal viewing platform in the stars, where four huge women looked down at them. The Goddess of Life locked eyes with him and gave him a sly wink as he felt her power pulsing around his armour, causing both to feel the world chill to a more tolerable level. “She has truly blessed us, Simon! This tournament is as good as ours!” His partner grinned back to him as he readied his rifle, “This is going to be fun, Jay! Let's give them a show!” Not even a second later a pair of men with simple spears jumped up from between the Goddess’s huge fingers. The two Templars quickly swung around blasting them away with their laser rifles. “Spears…“, Jacob declared, “There is almost no honour in that.”, he said shaking his head, before both took off in a jog towards the huge shoulder in the distance.

The Templars quickly subdued two more pairs of warriors who were hiding in the crook of the divine woman's elbow. Though as they themselves slid down to cross the crevice, the huge woman giggled about something, causing the surrounding lava to flow. The searing earth crashed into them, but the green shimmer of their Goddess’s protective spell held it at bay. “Oh fuck! Thank fuck! Thank you, Goddess!”, Simon said as his friend pulled him back. “Aren't you glad I was praying now?”, Jacob laughed as he trailed lava up the hill towards the shoulder. Later on, the two engaged in a prolonged fight with a pair of women who hunkered down in the Goddess’s armpit, putting Sarah’s champions under pressure with equally advanced weapons. In a bid to charge them, but failing a dodge, Simon took a direct hit, but the green shield absorbed the full blast as well. “Uh...Jay? I think we’re invincible. I think the Goddess may have stacked this deck!” Watching his friend take even more hits, Jacob surged to his feet and charged the women. Plasma fire bounced from his shield as he closed in on the two. Mercilessly he fired down at the shocked women cowering in the armpit. “Yeah, this is unfair, I would say we lay down arms, but I fear our sponsor is too significant to allow that.” His partner joined him at the massive armpit, “We may as well make the most of it. Let's head for that beautiful tit.”

Faith & Kyle - Fiona’s Left Foot

They stood in awe of the enormous red toenails rising into the sky above them. Listening to the Goddess’s proclamation of the rules the two started to climb the vast toes to gain some high ground. “Okay, in hindsight, we’re not actually warriors. Why did we enter a tournament for warriors?”, Faith complained as she hauled herself up behind the large nail on the second toe. “Because we wanted to get off that planet, I was kind of hoping we would have the same size advantage here.”, Kyle reminded Faith as she swung his rifle around and laid between two of the huge toes.

Unslinging her crossbow, she used the large nail for cover as she looked down over the long expansive foot leading to their raised position. “Okay, do you see those two men climbing down from the small toe?” Kyle swung his scope around to look, “They look small. Also, they are holding swords.” Faith confirmed his appraisal, “No threat to us; let's watch them as bait for any real targets.” The huge toes under them began to curl and shift, the two friends leapt from their hiding places and slid towards the two swordsmen; Kyle fired his gun missing both, while Faith’s huge crossbow bolt impaled them both. “NO CAMPING IN ONE LOCATION,” the huge Goddess boomed around them all. They both realised she was talking directly to them as they examined the 30cm tall victims' Faith had just skewered. “Well, at least it looks like we still have a size advantage over the other contestants.”, Kyle said with a jovial smile. With one finger over her mouth and another pointing up to the other Goddesses overlooking this game from the sky, Faith shushed at her partner, “Keep your voice down! We don’t want them overhearing us and taking away our edge.”

The Goddesses - The Astral Sea

“Those two on her foot are significantly larger than the others; although those burly men with the small lasers on her arm are my favourites.”, the Matriarch mused as the row of lounging divines observed the performance below them. “What is the prize?”, Theia wondered aloud as she tried to block out the small screams coming from the tribute between Cassi’s fingers. The Goddess of Wisdom turned to look at Theia as she slowly bit into the legs from the twitching mortal in her fingers, “I don’t think there is a prize; Fiona couldn’t be bothered thinking of one.” The tormented yelps of agony finally subsided as the Brunette girl sucked out the insides from the half-eaten woman she was toying with. Theia visibly recoiled as she stared into the empty eyes of the body in her sister’s hand, “I can’t watch this any longer. Every mortal here is condemned for no good reason!” She gave Arianna a sympathetic nod as she excused herself from the Astral Sea. Alyssa giggled as she was watching Theia leave, “What's her problem?”

Reaching across Cassi the dark Goddess shook the mostly empty bag of tributes in front of the Matriarch. The blonde woman looked down at the scraps of miserable life in the pouch, before shaking her head slightly, “I’m not hungry.” Cassi rolled her head towards her sister, “I think she’s asking for a top up.” The Green Goddess sighed as she moved her hand over the small pouch, slowly weaving her power through her slender fingers to sprinkle newly made mortals from her fingers. Without waiting for Sarah to finish, Cassi was already picking up some of plummeting humans and devouring them on the spot, while tossing a few others into Alyssa’s mouth. “You two are pigs you know that.”, Sarah lamented.

Pulling her hand back, Alyssa grinned at the writhing volume of panicked life in her pouch. Holding a single mortal between her fingers, she mused over how these struggling ‘new-born grown men’ still had their survival instincts remain very much intact, “I like these, although I think I still prefer the ones with full lives under the desperate illusion of free-will.” She tossed the man into her mouth and swallowed him without chewing, “Knowing they had friends and family makes them tastier.” Sarah rolled her eyes in response – in her mind there’s no difference between other humans and her ‘fresh’ ones. Cassi, noticing the subtle gesture, put her hand on Sarah’s shoulder, “Thanks, Sis.”

After a few minutes of just greedily snacking, Aly began to grow bored and leaned over the edge of the luxury sofa to stare down at her leashed sister. “Hey! Ari!” Arianna looked up to her larger sister, feeling degraded and helpless as the grinning face of the Goddess of Death loomed over her. Without warning the Goddess of Death violently threw a single mortal at her smaller sister. The body splattered against her pale skin, leaving only a bloody stain on it, along with small bits and a cloud of viscera falling to the ground. The kneeling Goddess of Love couldn’t move as she was struggling to comprehend what just happened to her. Alyssa began giggling before throwing several more humans at her in a similar fashion, taking in immense satisfaction when the shocked little girl just gave her a wide-eyed stare, before beginning to whimper. Cassi was watching the scene in disbelief, which along with the quiet crying got Sarah’s attention, “Alyssa, what the fuck are you doing?!”

Before Alyssa had a chance to react, Sarah had already jumped up and held her arm in place, while glaring angrily at both of the women on the couch. Sternly she said, “I may not care much for the easily replaceable life you take so much pleasure in, but I firmly draw the line at tormenting your sisters!” Sarah’s eyes blazed green as she continued, “You will not treat Arianna like that, no matter what deals she has with anyone here! You know how she is with humans!” Still with blood splotches covering her face, Arianna was curling up like a dog on the floor, crying tears of relief as her sister stepped in. Sarah let go of Alyssa’s hand before going on, “The same goes for Theia! They both have empathy towards the mortals, and you both know they get uncomfortable with how you treat them! So please! Behave yourselves while in their presence.” With an annoyed expression, Aly defiantly moved her hand back into the pouch, presumably to toss another mortal at Sarah. Sarah immediately lashed out with a tendril of power, gripping the Goddess of Death and forcing her size to diminish. Disoriented she found herself dropping into a pile of  humans trying to reach out to her inside the pouch, which Sarah then handed to the Goddess of Wisdom.

Sarah sighed, obviously exhausted from having to deal with this. “I am going to go and bake something. Remember what I said.” Cassi just nodded slowly as Sarah strode away. “I guess she has a point, Theia did seem rather upset.”, Cassi mumbled looking at the annoyed woman in the pouch, Alyssa just cursed as she fought to break free to the grasping fresh mortals clinging to her, “Fuck Sarah! She’s going soft! When was the last time you saw her eat a tribute?” The Goddess of Wisdom slowly shook her head as she returned to see Fiona giggling wildly in her lava bath.

Jacob & Simon - Fiona’s Right Breast

Half up the enormous mountain the whole landscape began to shrink once again. Jacob jumped to the side as a man tumbled down the considerable breast, sending a laser blast after him to make sure he didn’t come up behind them. “This is so fucking surreal Simon; we’re scaling a giant boob while warriors from around the Galaxy jump on us.” His friend acknowledged the madness of their situation as a wave of heat rushed over them, falling to the ground they started to panic, “The Symbol! It’s gone dark!” Simon gasped while looking up to the viewing platform where by now only one Goddess remained, seemingly uninterested in the event they were taking part in. “We displeased her! We must have abused the power she gifted us!”, Simon screamed in despair. Jacob stripped his armour, revealing his muscled form beneath, before turning to his friend again, “We can still win this! The lava is rising, and we have the high ground.” Simon rose next to him having shed his armour as well, “Brothers in arms till the end Jay, Templars of the Matriarch!”

As they crested the hill they saw a pair of men climbing the huge nipple in the distance, Jacob aimed his rifle at the climbers, each shot causing a small giggle from the divine as his lasers impacted her erect nipple. “I think she’s enjoying this Jacob, should we keep going?” Simon said as the last man fell burned from her nipple, “I don’t want to give away our position, let’s use her nipple as cover and watch for others climbing her breasts.”

Faith & Kyle - Fiona’s Upper Thigh

The pair fell into a roll as the landscape around them shuddered - the huge Goddess had reduced her size again. Kyle’s eyes were drawn to the enormous crotch they were trying to avoid as the broad valleys between the large folds shrunk. “You see those two? They just got crushed as she shrunk!”, he exclaimed pointing them out to Faith. “Serves them right, the little pervs. Anyway, we need to get to her chest before it’s too late! Her ankles just went below the lava.” Kyle nodded before opening fire on a small pair fleeing the large pubes ahead of them, “When she was giggling, her abs overflowed and got separated by rivers of lava. Even if it recedes, her skin will be scolding now!” Faith took off running towards the pair Kyle was pinning down, “If we don’t get across her stomach now, it will become impossible soon!” Reaching the 30-centimetre pair in good speed she swiftly kicked one of them back down between the Titans thighs before stomping hard on the other. “The little bastards have no chance! We’ve got this if we can avoid the lava!”, Faith said before lifting her crossbow and scanning across the large hill-sized abs in front of her.

Moving across the now searing skin of the Goddess the pair could feel the leather in their shoes soften. As they climbed the second set of abs they came across a couple of smaller contestants, lying dead as if cooked by the surface, “This is what Hell is like, isn't it?”, Kyle complained while wiping the sweat from his brow. “The smaller ones are passing out from the heat, I wonder how many are even left?” Faith let her soft boot smash the cooked contestant as they strode over the remains. “There! The Breasts! Highest point on the Goddess’s body.” Kyle moved up beside her and scoped his rifle towards the mountains, “I can see at least six others climbing them right now!” As the landscape shifted once more the two broke into a jog despite the scorching heat, and the divine woman began to giggle.

Goddess Cassi - The Astral Sea

Cassi was struggling to pluck out more snack tributes from the satchel, without allowing Alyssa to pull herself out on her finger. Cassi didn’t want to go against Sarah’s decreed punishment, even as the shouted complaints of her sister grew annoyingly louder. In addition she also found herself getting bored of this ‘Tournament’ as there was a minimal amount of actual fighting going on. Fi was killing more of these mortals with her subtle movements and size changes rather than them killing each other. The Goddess of Wisdom looked over towards her bound tormented sister, to see her sleeping peacefully. Cassi sighed in relief, knowing that her sister found a calm moment, though as she looked up again, she spotted a small tribute. Dressed in all purple, the little thing was striding around the sleeping face of Arianna, avoiding the drool that had dripped from her lips. The curious tribute was too small to be a Priestess, prompting Cassi to investigate further. Flashing her eyes blue, power rose around the little girl, causing her to turn and stare in wonder as the purely visual display of cosmic energy surrounded her. “Who are you?”, the Goddess projected through the power, making the words all-encompassing for the small tribute. The small woman shocked Cassi when she stared through the power and directly into her searing blue eyes. “I am the one who will stop you!”, the tiny figure proclaimed before vanishing in a shimmer of purple energy. “What the…?” Dropping the pouch to spill out across the sofa the Goddess moved to crouch beside Arianna's sleeping face, but even after scanning the area with her powers she was unable to locate any residual paths. “How the...” Letting her annoyance show, she felt something she had not felt for a long time; she felt worried. Flashing her eyes once more she teleported after the Matriarch.

Faith & Kyle - Fiona’s Left Breast

The intense heat coming from the molten surface rose around them. The landscape had diminished to the pair of breasts and her colossal face looming over them in the distance; Her eyes were now burning down towards them. Faith had just tossed the final opponent from the large nipple, watching him bounce and tumble in the lava river running between the titan's cleavage. “HAH! YOU TWO ARE BIG!”, the large woman proclaimed, “ONLY 4 LEFT!” As she said it the world shrank around them once more, leaving the nipple at waist height between Kyle and Faith, “Over there, Fay! They are hiding behind her other nipple.” The two aimed with their weapons, but the pair opposite was small enough to use the nipple completely as cover. Kyle tried to flank them, but they started shooting back with some form of energy weapons, which hit the small giant in his side. Screaming in pain, he flew backwards before bouncing from the breast and plummeting into the searing hot lava below the Goddess’s chin.

"KYLE!! NOOOOO!”, Faith screamed in despair as she watched her partner being swallowed up by molten earth. However, her grieving was short lived as she noticed another energy beam whizz past her face, causing her to duck behind the erect nipple again. Though her cover suddenly began to wane away, as the world began shrinking once more. Meanwhile a loud laugh thundered around them all.

Using the Goddess’s quakes as a distraction and in a bid of desperation, Faith jumped up and sprinted towards her attackers, launching herself across the cleavage in a jump that impressed herself. “YOU ARE BOTH TOTALLY DEAD!” she screamed mid-air before landing into an awkward roll on the other breast. Seeing the men taking aim again, Faith instinctually threw her crossbow at them, making the two men scatter. That gave her enough time to close the final distance, though she still felt the burn in her thigh as one laser struck. But by then it was too late, as Faith grabbed the culprit by the leg. “YOU’RE MINE NOW!” she screamed at the now crying attacker. Though noticing his friend taking aim again, she spun and hurled the little guy in her hand at the other, smashing both of the small figures into the hard nipple. “OOOO AGAIN!”, a significant voice cooed from above. Ignoring the Goddess, Faith kicked the pair with all of her remaining strength and then collapsed as she watched them roll down the huge breast into the lava below.

Goddess Fiona - The Astral Sea

“Well that was fun,” Fiona said as she stretched out, and plucked her small, unconscious, victor from her nipple. After standing up she struck a victorious pose atop the nubile planet, while waiting for the roaring applause of her sisters. After several seconds of silence she opened one of her eyes again to glance up at the empty viewing platform, “Uh, excuse me!?” Fuming she jumped over to the observation couch and kicked her sleeping slave, “WHERE THE FUCK IS EVERYONE!?!”, she screamed, feelings genuinely hurt. The collection of tiny figures scattered across the sofa irritated her further; so she reached down to snuff them, but a powerful resistance stopped her hand – Alyssa was pushing her back. “I am down here, you moron!” Fiona glared at the reduced dark Goddess, “Why are you the size of a snack?! And where are the others!?!”, she thundered down at the petite goddess. “I am being punished for playing with YOUR slave! Sarah and Theia are not impressed with what you’ve done to our sister!” With literally burning fury in her eyes, Fiona glared at the terrified and cowering slave girl, “I’ll be sure to punish her appropriately for getting you in trouble, sister!” The Goddess of War yanked the leash tight and dragged Arianna out of the Astral Sea by her throat. Lifting the half-awake victor to her face in her other hand she spoke mostly to herself, “Congratulations! You’ve won the prize of getting close and personal with the Goddess of Love!”

Sensitive

Goddess Cassi - New Eden

The flash of her teleport faded as she fell back stunned. As she slowly recovered she traced her hand over the tingling feeling in front of her; something was blocking her. “Sarah? What have you done…”, she muttered to the air shimmering with light green energy. Not one to be defeated by a simple barrier, the Goddess of Wisdom let her power flare as she probed the anomaly. “There! You left me a door.” A rustic wooden door materialised beside her, “A literal door…”

Crossing through the passage, Cassi was taken aback by the quaint nature of the home she stepped into. The cottage farm atmosphere of wooden furnishings and small rooms reminded her of a life before she was swept to the world of divines. Slowly exploring the mysterious home, she could sense traces of her sister all over it, the smell of a cooling fruit pie drew her to the next room. The spacious kitchen seemed well used and meticulously cared for, the cooling tray with two large delicious looking pies held her focus for a moment before she forced herself to resume her search. “What have you been up to, sister?”, the Goddess mused as she climbed the narrow staircase to the second level. The upper floor just held two little bedrooms, both drenched in traces of Sarah’s divine presence, but instinctively Cassi made her way to the larger one.

The plush looking double bed wreaked with Sarah’s enduring power; this was certainly where she had been sleeping, although Cassi was sure she had always been able to sense her sister sleeping in High Garden. Turning to look at the rustic wardrobe she was drawn to pulling it open; something was calling to her behind the rack of ordinary looking brown dresses. The delicate fabric stood out as her fingers touched it, pulling her hand back she held the Matriarch’s green robes in her hands. “Okay, Sarah, what is going on?” Cassi turned and let her power pulse as she expanded her mind across the world, hunting for her mysterious sister. “Got you!” Though as the Goddess attempted to teleport to her sister, the headache that pounded on her nearly knocked her over, “WHAT THE FUCK SARAH!”

Thirty minutes of walking down the cobbled path from the now known to be remote cottage dwelling she had arrived in, Cassi was fuming. ‘When I find her, I am going to shove a sun up her ass!’ she thought to herself as a small village came into sight. Glancing along the busy market street, she could sense her sister. Everyone stopped and stared at the blue-robed woman striding through. Realising the drab colours, the population were adorned in, her glowing blue clothes were creating a bit of a stir. She tried to dim her glow to blend in better, but she was already the centre of attention, “Have none of you seen a Goddess before?!”

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‘Sarah’s Baked Treats’, the sign over the door read; a picture of a happy blonde baker drawn next to the text, “Eh….” Cassi’s mind was racing with confused scenarios as she stepped through into the pleasantly smelling store, a wide array of baked goods was laid out for sale. “Just a minute!”, a familiar voice called from the back room. The Goddess of Wisdom stared dumbfounded as Sarah came bustling out of the back kitchen with a tray of bread. “Ooh! Hi Cassi, I’ve been expecting you.” The blue-robed woman squinted her eyes and took in her sister, dull brown dress overlaid with a chef’s apron, looking just like the picture on the sign outside, “Sarah... We need to talk; I think I’ve discovered something alarming. Let's go back to High Garden and unpack some things?”

“High Garden? No, I’d rather not. Why not join me upstairs instead though? I have a nice sitting room!” Without waiting for an answer, she turned to call over her shoulder, “JEFF CAN YOU TAKE CARE OF THE SHOP FOR TEN?” A male voice called back “Sure! No Problem, hun.” Nodding to her sister, Sarah lead Cassi upstairs to a small break room, where she offered her a seat while she began to boil water over a small stove. Cassi couldn’t take it any longer, “Okay. I need to talk with you about a mortal, who I think is developing divine powers, but first, what in your name is going on here?! What is this… this character you’re playing?!” Sarah gave her a confused look, before she shook her head, sighed and flopped into the other seat, “Nothing is going on, Cas. I just needed some space after that whole Arianna thing.” The Goddesses expanded her awareness, seeking to confirm a nagging feeling at the back of her subconscious, “Sarah... How long have you been here?”, dreading the answer, her powers finally confirmed the nature of the barrier that had been blocking her. “A few decades, give or take.” The blonde woman sheepishly took a bite from a pastry she had left on the table earlier before continuing, “I felt you try and break in last year, I knew it wouldn’t be too long until you’d arrive.”

Cassi exploded, “SARAH, YOU IDIOT! YOU CAN’T JUST TAKE YOURSELF OUT OF THE FLOW OF TIME! YOU’RE OUR MATRIARCH! WHO KNOWS WHAT THAT COULD DO!” Her sister backed up at the outburst, looking back into her searing blue eyes, “I needed some time away! I only planned to be gone long enough to watch a cake rise; naturally, I knew one of you would follow me, so I split off to give myself some time!” The Goddess of Wisdom composed herself as she saw the confused expression on her sister. “What were you thinking? Do you even know how delicate the flow of time is? Does Theia know about this? Can we at least bring you back into normal spacetime again?” The baker looked to her sister and back to her pastry, “I don’t really want to… I’m … I’m happy here.” Cassi glanced around as if looking through the walls, “None of these people have any idea who you are, do they?” Sarah turned to pour the hot water into mugs, “No, they know nothing of any of us. One of the reasons I chose this world.” Cassi accepted the brew from her sister and pleaded with her, “The Pantheon needs you, without your level hand Fio and Aly would rampage unchecked across the universe. You know this as much as any of us, this life here, it’s just a fantasy.”

Tearing up as she sipped the hot drink, the Goddess of Life looked up to her sister, “This feels more real than being a Maid or Goddess ever felt to me; being here feels right.” Cassi sneered a little, before speaking up again, “Anyway, I came here because I think a mortal broke into our Pantheon! But it’s not just that; after I spotted the little girl, she resisted my attempts to bend her mind. Normal humans can’t do that. I don’t know how, but I’m convinced she developed some form of divine power. We can’t let that sort of power go unchecked. I need your Insight to-“ Cassi stopped as the door began to creak open to reveal a blonde girl standing atop the narrow staircase. Cassi’s eyes went wide and alarm bells immediately began to ring in her head, “Oh no, Sarah! What have you done?!” The young girl immediately launched herself into Sarah’s arms after she turned around, “MOTHER!” Unable to hide her horror the blue-robed Goddess stared at her sister, “Please, no Sarah! You know better.” The baker straightened up and spun the girl around to face the devastated looking woman, “Hannah, meet your aunt, Cassi. She is my sister. Cassi, this is my daughter.” The young girl jumped on her new family member with a tight hug as Cassi attempted to show some affection for the young woman, “Hi Hannah,” she forced out as she untangled herself from the arms wrapped around her, “Can you give me and your mother a few more minutes to speak, please? I’ll spoil you as much as a good aunty should afterwards, okay?” The girl’s face lit up with excitement before she nodded enthusiastically and sprinted down the stairs again.

With a sigh Cassi slumped back down into her chair, “Holy shit Sarah! … I am both devastated and happy for you at the same time!” Sarah gave her a strained smile, as she picked up her cup again. “I was only planning to be out for a few hours, but when I met Jeff while shopping these turned into days, months and then many happy years after I got pregnant…”, speaking slowly Sarah twirled her hair in her fingers not sure where to go with her explanation. “I let you out of my sight for ten minutes, and you grow a whole family! You’re unbelievable, sis.” Rising to her feet she handed the mug back to the mundane-looking Sarah. “Well, I am going to go and spoil your daughter as promised, then we are going to figure out how to handle this mess.” For the first time since their reunion Sarah’s eyes flashed green, “Spoil her? How!? She doesn’t know anything about us, remember!” Cassi was lost in thought as she considered it, “Is she truly mortal?” the guilt that washed over the Matriarch’s eyes told her everything, “You’ve sealed her true self away, haven't you!” Glaring back Sarah spoke sternly, “The pendant she wears blocks her powers. She deserves a normal life!” The Goddess of Wisdom turned red with anger as she glared back to her sister, “You dare lecture others about abusing power when you have stripped your daughter of choice!” The two women stared at each other for a long while before Cassi finally made her stand, “I am breaking your time dilation field! Time was never your domain to exploit! Once it’s down you will be in sync with the rest of us. The others can seek you here should they so wish! I would think very carefully about how vulnerable you want your daughter!” With the decree spoken, her eyes blazed blue and Sarah was pushed down as the Universal Goddess ripped a hole in her time shield, “See you back in New Eden, Matriarch!”, she exclaimed before vanishing in a blue flash.

Goddess Sarah - Gwental Minor

It felt like eternity was spent just sitting there and staring into Cassi’s empty mug. Her sister was right of course, the Pantheon needed her, and even with her newfound happiness, she knew it couldn't last if her darker sisters were allowed to roam unchecked. She should leave, place the world under protection and let her family move on, but her heart wrenched at even considering it. “JEFF...HANNAH!”, she called towards the stairs as she cleared the table. It was time to come clean; a single tear slipped from her eye as she heard the two climb the stairs behind her. “Where did aunt Cassi go? I didn’t see her come down?”, the girl asked with disappointment evident in her voice. “She had to go home…”, speaking slowly Sarah turned to face the pair. Jeff stepped forward to wipe the tear from her face, “What’s wrong, hun? I rarely see you cry.” Taking a deep calming breath, the Goddess spoke, “I think we should spend some time with my family.” Jeff looked at her strangely, “You’ve never mentioned them before?” Hannah stepped up beside him, “I would like to meet them!” Sarah couldn't keep the smile from her face as her daughter’s face lit up in excitement, “You have a few aunties who would love to meet you too, dear.”

Looking concerned she sighed and turned to the window to hide her blazing green eyes as she took in the damage Cassi had done to her time shield, “We could be gone a long time. I think we should hand the bakery over to someone who will take care of it.” Jeff cocked an eyebrow in surprise, “You said ‘visit’? How long do you think we will be gone?” Turning and embracing her husband the Matriarch’s eyes grew teary, “Hannah, run home and get some water boiling would you, I need to talk with your father.” Their daughter took off sprinting, while the couple closed down the shop before slowly making their way home too. “Jeff, I’ve not been one hundred per cent honest with since we met.” Jeff looked into the eyes of his beautiful wife, that nobody could compare with. Since she had entered his life there was no doubt in his mind that she was the one for him. “Let me guess; I saw your sister. I saw those fancy clothes. You’re a noble from the city, aren't you!” Sarah choked on her laugh as he confidently fingered her, “Hah! You think I’d ever had anything to do with those stuck up fools! No, the reality is a little more...unbelievable.” Jeff’s face paled a little as he read the conviction in her voice, “Not a noble then…” He shifted on his feet as he dared venture further, “Are you... royalty? Like in the stories you used to read to Hannah? You’ve always had a thing for undercover princess stories."

The Goddess smiled, her love did know her better than anyone else in the universe, “No, I’m not royalty, I am going to tell you the truth, but I would appreciate you wouldn’t tell Hannah just yet. The implications are… significant.” Jeff sat on a grassy knoll inviting his wife to join him, “We can keep it between us for now, but I’m getting slightly concerned you’re a wanted criminal, if I'm honest.” Sarah breathed in deep as she sat down beside her husband and stared into the skies, “Jeff, my name is…” Jeff pulled her dress, “Calm down hun. No need to be so nervous.” Brushing his hand from her dress she found her confidence, “Jeff ... My name is Sarah, The Goddess of Life, Matriarch of the Pantheon of Goddesses, the de facto ruler of the universe.” Immediately he buckled at the waist into a fit of laughter, rolling over to his side he looked up at his love, “Is that all? Why would you be worried about telling me that! Hahahaha, you had me worried for a moment there, Sarah!” She was dumbstruck; he was fine with it. Her eyes squinted as she glared down at him, “You don’t believe me!”, she slapped him gently across the shoulder. “Of course I believe you, oh, mighty ruler of the universe! Let me guess, your sister is a Goddess too! Creating worlds in the heavens!” Relief rushed over Sarah, “Yes! She is, in fact, the one who created this world’s second moon! The purple one! It was a dare!” Jeff's face grew serious as he pushed to his feet, “Are you okay? All this talk of Goddesses making the moon. You believe it?” The Matriarchs eyes flashed green as she lashed out, “I KNEW YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE ME!” Her kick came swiftly, catching her love in the groin as he was launched from the ground, Sarah glared into the sky as her husband flew away. “Oops”, she whispered under her breath before she took off after her husband.

Jeff was registering the excruciating pain as the world quickly grew smaller below. Delirious thoughts about the world looking nothing like the disk he was shown in books before he started gasping for air. The flaming green figure flew between the clouds and embraced him, gently dragging him back down towards the ground at speed. They slowed into a steady descent towards their home when Jeff finally looked up to her face with tears in his eyes. The Goddess of Life slid her hand down between her lovers' thighs gripped the mangled manparts she had accidentally ruined, letting her power flow she healed her broken husband as they slowly fell, “I’m sorry, I was embracing my powers again to prove it too you when you pushed me.” The pair settled on the path near their home as Sarah shifted her clothes back to her baker’s uniform. Jeff turned to her, awestruck fear in his eyes, “You’re a Goddess. So, the rest is true as well? Even the ruler of the universe bit?” Sarah looked down, then slowly nodded, “I’ve been hiding out here for the last few years to avoid my responsibilities.” Her husband looked concerned as they approached the house, “The universe runs alright without you it seems?” Smiling back to him she gestured for the door, “It’s only been 10 minutes for my sisters. Time is one of those abstract concepts for us.”

Entering the kitchen, the pair found their daughter diligently preparing a brew of tea. Jeff stared at Hannah with new eyes as the implications of his wife's true nature struck him like lightning, “Hun, if you’re… you’re... you... then she’s…”, he quietly stuttered while gesturing to their daughter. Sarah kept her eyes on the girl as she nodded her head, “Yea. The pendant is keeping her suppressed.” Jeff turned back to her, confusion in his eyes, “What pendant?” She placed her hand over his eyes, before gesturing towards their daughter, leaving a faint trail of green light that flowed from her fingers. As he followed her motion he could now see an emerald pendant hanging around their daughter's neck. “I had to hide it from mortal vision. I couldn’t risk it being removed.”, she spoke, her voice laden with guilt. “You have to tell her, Sarah! It’s part of who she is!”, Jeff spoke sincerely, still furiously trying to understand the implications. Hannah sat with them, placing three hot mugs of tea on the table, “What are you two murmuring about? The trip?” Jeff slapped his knee and laughed, “You caught us! Your mother was telling me about where she's from!” Their daughter grinned as she looked between them, Hannah swallowed uncomfortably with what she was about to declare, “John Miller is going to come by later to request a courtship, I was going to ask you to give him a chance…” Sarah exploded in joy, “Johnny? Sadie’s son? He’s a good soul that boy!” Jeff glared at her, “Hun, don’t get distracted!” The Goddess snapped back to her husband, her mental power slapping him, “AH SHIT, sorry! You know what’s best, love. I’ll wait upstairs!” Immediately feeling guilty as her husband got up to leave, “I’m sorry Jeff. Please stay, you should be here.” He turned and sat again, “Fine, we are both equal parents here remember.”

Looking at the foreign exchange Hannah resumed where she had left off, “I was going to say, since we are going away for a while, it may be best you decline the courtship offer, just for a while.” Sarah looked at her daughter with pride at the responsibility on display, “That’s a wise idea dear. If you really like him though, maybe you could ask him to come with us? I am not sure when we’ll be back.” Her husband's glare caught her eye, “What? High Garden has plenty of space!” He just shook his head silently in resignation as Hannah’s questions bubbled over, “High Garden!? I’ve never heard of it! Sounds like a castle!” Turning to face her eager daughter the Goddess of Life nodded happily, “Something like that, It’s an enchanted place.” Jeff’s frustrations took hold, “Yes, and your mother RULES it! A small detail she keeps skipping over!”  The girl’s mouth dropped, as her mother turned to beat red, “What does father mean by you ruling it, mother?” Sarah stared daggers at Jeff before smiling and nodding to her daughter. Hannah didn't give her a chance to follow up as she stood and yelled at her parents. “I’VE BEEN WEARING THE SAME DRESS FOR THREE MONTHS! THE OTHER GIRLS HAVE BEEN TEASING ME FOR BEING POOR, FOREVER, AND NOW YOU TELL ME YOU ARE A NOBLEWOMAN! WHY WOULD YOU HIDE THAT FROM US!”, she slammed her hands down on the table as she glared at her mother. Sarah’s eyes flashed green as Hannah froze in time, “See, this is why we couldn't just tell her! This kind of outburst over something as trivial as money! Can you imagine what she would do with godly powers!” Her lover glared at her with anger in his eyes, “You just froze our daughter! You can't just bully us around now you’ve finally decided to be honest with us!”, resting her forehead in her hands the Goddess felt her frustrations boil over. With her eyes burning green she gazed up into the stars, only to notice Cassi observing her from afar. Pushing herself off the table, she unfroze her daughter, “Okay, both of you listen; our time has run out, I need to leave for home. Hannah, I am sorry for not being honest with you, I just wanted you to have a normal life.” Jeff reached over and hugged his daughter, “Your mother is being stubborn.”, he paused a moment before glancing over to Sarah, “Forgive me, hun.” As the two separated Sarah’s eyes blazed green in horror. In his hands her partner was holding the emerald necklace, “NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! YOU STUPID MORTAL!” Before he could explain himself the screams of their daughter filled the room. Hannah had fallen to the ground and was writhing in agony. “IT BURNS! IT BURNS! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?! I AM ON FIRE!” Dropping to her knees beside her thrashing daughter the Goddess of Life expelled her mortal illusions; lush green robes folded around her glowing form. “Let it happen, dear. Don’t fight the power, let it flow through you, let it settle in place.” Using her powers, she tried to soothe her daughter’s mind, who was literally set ablaze in green fire. Noticing the scorched floorboards under her, Jeff got up to leave “I’ll get some water!” Sarah ensnarled him in tendrils of green light that swept him off his feet, “You’ve done quite enough for now, Jeff. We’ll talk later!” Sarah, still angry, imprisoned Jeff in a ring on her finger, and glared down at the trapped man before she tended to her daughter.

Still lying on her back, Hannah was just covered in only a few scraps of clothing, as the rest had literally burned away. “Mother?”, the young girl spoke with a quivering voice. “I’m here, love. I imagine you have a few questions for me.” Sarah tried to lift her daughter into an embrace, but she suddenly sat up and gave her a wide-eyed stare, “You are the Goddess of Life, you are the Matriarch, aunt Cassi is the Goddess of Wisdom, ...”, she barely managed to breath as she listed more and more facts about New Eden, “… the rim of the universe will ensnare us all one day, and I … I am... the Goddess of Insight.”, she paused for just a moment to look at her shivering hands, “You gifted me your insight? That's why you didn’t sense Cassi’s intentions coming! Mother!” Embracing her daughter tightly she spoke into her ear, “Divine power is finite, you have but a fraction of my power, enough to make you a Goddess but not enough to threaten my sisters or weaken my leadership. I wish I could have given more, but-” The younger girl pushed back from her mother and locked her blazing teal eyes on her parent, “I know. War and Death need to be kept at bay. I am not sure how, but I understand. I feel... whole... I feel... powerful.” Raising her hand between them it caught fire with a bright teal flame. Sarah grinned at her daughters' calm demeanour, “I am proud of you. We’ll head for home in a moment, I just need to do something, wait here for a moment.” Sarah turned to gaze skywards and teleported out to her barrier.

Hannah - Goddess of Insight

As her mother vanished, the young girl revelled in her new-found power, her mind-expanding with the new possibilities. The small knock at the door brought a grin to her face as she strode over, nearly completely naked, to swing the door open. “Ah, John Miller, I have been expecting you!” She was unable to contain her giggle as the older boy was slapped silent by how much skin she was showing. “Oh yes, also, I appear to be... superior to you... now.” She tasted the word on her lips as it slipped out, ‘superior’, it felt deliciously divine. Returning her cold gaze to the boy she spoke up again, “I don’t think Gods date... insects.” The comparison felt apt as her mind ran through the options. The boy looked like he was finally about to break his silence when she lifted her hand, teal power flowing from her, melting his lips together, removing the man's ability to speak. “You think you can rape me one day and court me the next?” Her eyes burned aqua flames as the now terrified man turned to run, “I no longer need to fear you. You’re just lucky I never told my mother!”

Doing what felt natural she threw both her arms forward, a surge of power chasing down the fleeing man. “You sought to trap me in a courtship! You wanted a house slave! I can see it all now. How was I ever so naive!” Striding after him she watched amused as he dwindled in stature, her insect metaphor taking form. “I should just step on you; it’s what you deserve.” quickly catching the fleeing insect she slammed her barefoot down in his path, looming over the tiny man. “But I know there’s someone out there who will make your life end far worse than me or mother ever could.” She squatted down above him, her ruined clothes barely containing what was left of her modesty, as she plucked the tiny figure between her fingers, turning and heading back into the house before her mother reappeared.

“You need some clothes, Hannah. Just envision yourself in a mirror and will something fashionable over yourself.” As she spoke she spied the tiny figure between her daughter’s fingers and her smile fell away, “Who is that?” Hannah dropped the tiny boy into her mother's waiting palm, “You gave me your insight. That's the only reason you were able to tolerate this mortal.” She glared at her mother, keeping her tone cold, “I wish you hadn’t locked that particular gift away, mother. Anyway, may I introduce you to John Miller, my rapist and future husband, if father hadn’t intervened.” Sarah couldn’t stop her power flaring as the words came out, “RAPIST!”, she screamed. The tiny figure rolled around gripping his ears in pain. Blazing her eyes, she glared at the boy in her hand, “I am proud of you dear! For not just obliterating the little shit on the spot.” Pinning the speck under her finger, “I should snuff you, but it’s not for me to do!” Handing the speck back to her daughter, she nodded. “As a Goddess, mortal life is disposable. I would not think badly of you for ending this one. However, for his crimes, I would speak to your Aunt Alyssa; she has a way with sinning mortals.” Hannah smirked as she saw the horror wash over the trapped human in her fingers, “Eternal punishment sounds... justified.”, she sneered as she rolled the mortal in her fingers. Looking to the sky, following her mother's advice, a stylish teal tunic and leather leggings materialised over her form, a quaint pouch on her belt. “How do I look?” She turned to her mother as she dropped her prisoner into her pouch. “Primitive. Remind me to take you shopping on Pyraxi Prima. That's the fashion centre of the universe!”

Sarah offered her daughter a hand, but she just pulled it closer to her face. After turning it around she took a closer look at the ring holding the glass orb that imprisoned her father, “You’re going to release him, right?” The Goddess of Life glared into the ring, “Yes, sometime. Even if it’ll help you in the end, he shouldn’t have gone against my wishes like that. Besides, New Eden isn’t safe for mortals. This is for his protection.” The younger girl smiled, resigned, and took Sarah’s hand. “I’m ready. Take me home mother.”

Shrinking

Victoria Rigel - Galaxy Girl

Using Olivia’s ancestral connections, it hadn’t taken long to find out more about the tournament, and after just a few more hops, and collecting several more tributes for her binder, Tori had landed on a planet chosen for the devil’s competition. But she wasn’t prepared for what this looked like; at the edge of the city stood two immense demons, one of them literally being a horned, winged, blood-red monster. She along with a more unassuming blue-robed giant were setting up a large ring, which after asking around among the locals, turned out to be some form of portal for contestants. At that point the initial plan was to just jump through the tournament portal as soon as it opened, but while getting closer to the scene, Tori noticed something peculiar about the woman in the blue robes. Staring at her, and the thin purple thread running through the giant woman, Tori quickly realised the potential this monster held. Somehow, she could forge paths through the universe on her own. Using Olivia’s ancestral lineage to walk along the dimensional paths used by the Gods in the past was very efficient, but if Tori could capture this beast, she’d be able to make her own way, teleporting across the entire universe with no problem! Not wanting to lose any time trying to find some hotel room for her backpack, her collection of humans, Tori teleported onto the woman’s shoulder. She had to make sure that if this monster were to run, she’d be taken with her. Hiding among her long hair, ‘Galaxy Girl’ stretched out her hand to do the impossible – she would defeat this giant by shrinking her down to the size of a doll.

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Being bored, Fiona’s Succubus was leaning against the ring while staring up at the shimmering purple barrier in the sky, “How long do you still need. My Goddess can’t keep us concealed from her sister forever. And you know that if this planet’s owner finds us, neither of our Goddesses will come to rescue us!” Not letting herself get distracted from her work, the blue-robed Watcher just rolled her eyes, “I’d be done a lot quicker if you wouldn’t keep nudging the portal. Stitching secret holes into the fabric of space and around another Goddess’s protective spell is hard enough as it is, even without your constant interruptions.” The Succubus suddenly cocked an eyebrow while staring at her colleague, “Are you okay? You seem … smaller?” The Watcher just rolled her eyes again and tried to ignore the dumb blabbering of the other woman, who must have been suffering from oxygen deprivation or something to come up with this nonsense.

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‘Galaxy Girl’ was struggling to keep everything around her under control. Not only was it difficult enough to keep a steady grasp on the hair holding her in place while keeping her other hand pointed at her shrinking target; but now she was already running out of energy after barely shrinking the woman at all. It was easier to do with a mere mortal, but this beast was just too large to shrink down efficiently and quickly. Add that to the other giant seemingly having noticed something already. Trying to maintain her composure and deal with the situation, Tori bit into the hair she was holding onto, while reaching the freed-up hand into her backpack. She dreaded how it’d feel to do this ‘live’, but if she wanted to have the powers of this woman, she’d have to siphon more energy from her collection, while continuing to shrink her victim. With the binder wedged in place with one arm, and her other arm wrapped around the hair again, while holding onto a corner of the book, she also began to focus on the little screaming humans. At first, she struggled to keep concentrating on both, but when she was about to sigh in frustration, she suddenly felt the life force getting pulled into her open mouth, rushing through her body, and then immediately flowing into the fingertips of her outstretched arm. And it was working! She could feel the woman shrinking quicker, the hairs in her hands thinning more rapidly. And yet, she was also assaulted with the shrieking, crying and screaming from her book. Though it sounded different than usual. More agonising accompanied with weird popping and squelching sounds. The longer she kept going, the more uneasy she got, with more and more energy rushing through her open mouth. But she couldn’t afford to look down and lose concentration! She was getting so close!

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“What the… No, you really are shrinking! Look at yourself!”, the Succubus grabbed her colleague’s hands, interrupting her work, and stepped closer to her. Only when Cassi’s Watcher saw that she was staring squarely at a pair of barely covered breasts – at eye level – did she realise that something was wrong. “How… how did this happen?!” The Watcher lifted her arms and began to spin around on the spot, trying to see if any of the mortals below were doing anything to her, but she was stopped when she felt the bosom of her colleague coming to a rest on top of her head. The succubus was leaning forward, partially to look down herself, but also to tease the shrinking woman, “You mean, how is this happening? You’re still getting smaller!” The voice of the smaller Priestess was trembling as she began to break out in panic, “Nononono! This can’t be happening! I can’t go back down to the mortals! They’ll tear me apart! Fuck! You have to do something! Please!” Unsure how to deal with this, the Succubus just grabbed the now child-sized Watcher by her torso and lifted her up to her eye level. “Yeah, I don’t know. Should I call for Cas-“, the red-skinned woman stopped as she noticed a little figure tumbling down from her partner’s shoulder and vanishing in her cleavage. “Eh, yo. I think you have a bug between your tits. Do you want me to…” The still shrinking woman just began to scream while wildly flailing her arms around, “Get it off! Get it off! …”

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Tori had lost her balance when the winged demoness lifted her victim into the air, but even after getting smushed slightly by two still surreally large mounds of soft flesh, she managed to keep a grip on her binder and still cull this woman’s height. Though it was odd, feeling all this skin shifting around her, rubbing against her spandex suit as the larger woman kept on shrinking. Tori noticed how she threw herself around, trying to get a hold of the little invader underneath her shrinking robes, though by now ‘Galaxy Girl’ was large enough for her legs to dangle freely below her bra-strap, which gave her the option to kick the shrinking woman in the stomach. To her surprise this actually sent her flying, landing on her back with a painful groan. Tori meanwhile was becoming large enough for the bra that still kept her upper body in place to snap, while also forming a considerable bulge underneath the blue robes. She was basically sat atop her victim by the time she burst out of the demon’s clothing. Glancing around she noticed the red demon looming above them with a bewildered and yet amused expression; she was seemingly holding both of them in her hand. Meanwhile the now-nude woman beneath Tori was trying to pull punches, but the athletic superheroine quickly dodged them. Still, not wanting to take any chances, Tori put an edge of the binder in her mouth, biting down to keep it in place, while pressing both her hands against the smaller woman’s torso. With a final push of her power she quickly reduced her to a size that easily fit into her hand! But at the same time, she noticed the larger demon’s hand coming for her.

She was about to jump away, while tightly gripping onto her captive and the binder in her mouth, but she suddenly felt herself repeatedly being pulled through the world without her control, landing in random places like shops, homes, high up in the air, and several other locations. It quickly dawned on her that the tiny woman in her hand was trying to teleport away, but Tori was pulled along every time. Wildly throwing her hand around she eventually managed to hit the tiny woman’s head into a shelf, causing her to pass out, and the teleporting to stop.

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Tori had moved herself to a hotel on a different continent, evading the other demon who was surely looking for her. Though while calming down she had noticed that all the people in her collection were unresponsive, even after gently nudging the binder a couple of times. She dreaded to think about it, and didn’t dare to look, but she had that stomach-knotting feeling that they were probably all dead. Though luckily, she didn’t have to think about it! With the unlimited power of the shrunken demon in her hand she could go wherever and complete her mission! The … only … problem now … was to find a place to keep her. As ‘Galaxy Girl’ she would definitely need both her hands free, but her spandex suit didn’t exactly have pockets…

She was pretty embarrassed about what her mind was suggesting, but not wanting to give up now, she pulled down most of her suit and lifted the elastic band of her underwear. The little demon was still unconscious, so at least Tori wouldn’t have to endure any comments from her captive during this. Carefully she lowered the woman into her underwear, but this wouldn’t be enough; Tori had to make sure she wouldn’t be crushed by an unfortunate fall or something similar. Going into a squat and using her other hand, she spread herself before gently nudging the unconscious woman inside her. As a virgin she struggled a lot with easing the limp body further inside without losing control of herself, but even as she was breaking out into a trembling sweaty mess, she kept on pushing. She was on a mission, and she wouldn’t let herself be distracted by these shortcomings! And just a few minutes later only the head was sticking out, which meant Tori could comfortably pull all her clothes up. Although she needed a moment before her shaking legs could stand again. Taking one deep breath, ‘Galaxy Girl’ slithered her hand down along the outside of her skin-tight suit, until she felt the head of the demon underneath her fingers. Connecting with her powers, she closed her eyes and vanished from the room.

Her sisters were unbelievable. Their lack of respect for human life was disgusting, especially seeing how they all used to be just like the people they were toying with now! Theia wouldn’t admit it in front of them, but she had looked along their timelines, studying how virtually all of them were decent beings once, kind-hearted, hard-working, respectful! But as soon as they received as much as an inkling of power they all went mad. And now, with a near infinite amount of it, they had become completely unhinged, and began to rampage through the universe with no regard for anything but themselves; Fiona and her hideous tournament were just another example of their deranged morality. Theia couldn’t watch on, as the carnage unfolded around her, and so she left, quietly wishing she could pull them all back in time, to show them how they were before all of this.

With a defeated sigh she stepped into the empty void of Purgatory, her home, though before she could make her way to her desk to continue the development work around this galaxy she was greeted with an odd sight. Directly in front of her – at eye level in mid-air – stood a tiny burning soul, though it looked off, tattered, as if they were a wet painting that someone dragged their hand over. And just as she was about to reach out and touch it, it vanished. Theia looked around and spotted several of those apparitions floating around her void; something must have been very wrong with how these mortals died. Glancing down at the end of the queue of dead people she spotted what was probably the source of these scattered souls; a whole group of the tattered beings, standing at the back, frequently flickering in and out of existence. Kneeling down, Theia reached out to them, freezing them in place so she could follow their timelines closer, but as she was looking them up and down, she found herself skipping through a jumbled mess of future memories that couldn’t have possibly happened yet, mixed with childhood moments that were all in the wrong places. And in-between she kept seeing flashes of a different time, one where a giant woman in a purple suit was staring down at them? It was hard to make out, but while cross-examining all their timelines, Theia eventually pieced together that they had all been in touch, no, been held captive by this woman … who then slowly ate up their time? And yet she always seemed unwilling to harm them? This was … strange to say the least. But messing with the time of the universe could cause serious consequences; Theia conceded that she would definitely have to put a stop to this. Or at the very least find out more about this girl.

It took the Goddess of Destiny a while to find a good reference point since the girl’s timeline kept eluding her, but after searching around for a while she spotted a few others that hadn’t been completely ripped to shreds yet – ones that were still going on. And as she traced them across the universe she eventually found them sitting in a hotel room on the planet Ovis, which was an even more concerning development for Theia. With a flick of her wrist she willed herself to the place, only to find it deserted. At least the weird girl wasn’t here, but in a binder on the bed she spotted the few remaining timelines that were still ongoing; picking it up and sitting in a large armchair by the window, she opened the folder to be greeted by a horrifying sight. Little humans, all taped into place to form a disgusting collection. It didn’t help to see that most of them were missing their eyes or were generally covered in blood.

Theia was drawn back to reality when a little female voice began screaming up to her, “Oh by the Goddess! Please! You have to help us! This monster has been holding us hostage!” Looking down at the last few filled slots in the binder, Theia spotted a sharply dressed blonde woman trying to get her attention, “Who has been holding you hostage?” The girl began crying tears of relief as she was being noticed, “I don’t know! Some crazy girl, thinking she’s some sort of superhero! She’s says she’s trying to hunt down the Gods or something! Please you have to get us out of here before she comes back. She can shrink people!” Theia was looking the little woman up and down before spotting something really interesting in her distant past. She was related to Alyssa! Some great-niece or something! Getting a relative to talk to the insane Goddess of Death might actually bring her back to reality! Oh this would be glorious! “Of course, I’ll help you, as long as you’re willing to do me a little favour as well! Though, beforehand I need to make sure that your kidnapper won’t be able to do this again.” The little girl began crying even harder, “Oh by the Goddess! Yes! Yes, I’ll do anything you want! Just please, don’t let her get you too! I don’t want to die here.” The Goddess gave the little woman a reassuring look, while letting her eyes flare up with purple light, “Don’t worry, I know how to defend myself.” Theia already knew almost everything about her, but in an effort to calm her down she tried make conversation, “Anyway, what did you say was your name again?” The little girl was drawing short, interrupted breaths while trying to stop herself from crying, “I’m- I’m OIivia!” Theia smiled at her, “It’s nice to meet you Olivia. My name is Th-“

The Goddess stopped. Something was wrong. Her hands were trembling. Something was pulling at her. She dropped the binder. Something caused her immense pain. Something was stopping her. Something.

Victoria Rigel - Galaxy Girl

Tori didn’t realise how much time she had invested into capturing the little woman who was now trapped inside her, but when she arrived, the tournament had already been going on for a while. She didn’t exactly know what to expect on this world, but it certainly wasn’t this; a nightmarish red hellscape with thin, impossibly shaped mountains touching the sky, a deep ravine separating her from larger, smoother mountains near the horizon, burning hot air, and molten earth flowing over a ground, that felt unnaturally smooth and soft. Tori wouldn’t realise she was actually standing atop a devil’s left hand until later. Still, while taking in her odd surroundings she spotted some sort of immense viewing platform up in the star-filled sky, and along with it a couple of prominent purple strands flowing around it – if she could see these threads from this far away, some very powerful beings must have been up there; maybe even the Goddess Herself. Although it also seemed concerning that she could feel a connection between her captive and whatever was looming above. Regardless, Tori was interrupted when she noticed someone beginning to growl behind her. Those grunts turned into blood curdling screams when Tori turned around; running up to her was some primitive looking cavewoman, wielding a large club. At near superhuman speed, she rammed into Tori with her shoulder. With the air knocked out of her, the little superheroine fell on her back; screaming in panic, she pinched hey eyes shut and held her arms out in defence against the muscular woman that was about to bring down her club on Tori’s head with all her might. Though that scream petered out when several seconds passed without anything happening.

Tori opened her eyes again; to her bewilderment the woman had seemingly vanished. In reality though, Tori had unintentionally zapped her attacker with her power, shrinking the feral woman down to the size of an ant. She had defended her ‘territory’ rather well throughout the game; taking down several more advanced contestants, who underestimated her raw strength and agility; but now she was afraid, afraid of a girl that went from being a full head smaller to her to the size of an oblivious mountain. She couldn’t help but run away as this mountain began to shift while Tori was getting up to her feet.

Meanwhile Tori had her eyes fixed on the viewing platform again; and with a nudge against her captive she was quickly teleported up to it. Although once there she immediately felt her knees buckle – her captive must have been slowly waking up, her subtle little movements sending shivering jolts up to Tori’s head. Clenching her legs together, she just stood there for a few seconds until the movement inside her subsided again. As she was catching her breath she began to take in her surroundings – which were an odd thing to behold. Seemingly floating in the starry night of space was a sofa with just one of the devils sat atop – she was devouring crowds of people by the handful as she watched down to the tournament world, which revealed itself to be the body of just another devil lying atop a world of lava. Tori’s stomach began to turn at the display of carnage all around, but she managed to compose herself by looking off into space. Her gaze swept over another, smaller woman, lying naked at the foot of the ridiculously large couch, with a leash around her neck. She looked bruised and tormented, but as Tori was intently staring at the woman and her thin purple line, she felt her good nature radiating off her. Since she was sleeping, Tori felt confident enough to walk up to her and place a hand on her cheek. With compassion in her heart, she promised to help her as soon as she had found the Goddess. Although that promise was quickly followed up by curses as Tori noticed a large pool of drool gathering by her boots. With a start she tried to jump back, but that put her squarely out in the open. She had realised her mistake, even before a mesmerising display of blue flames began to encircle her. They would have been pretty, if it weren’t for the fact that they were also obstructing her vision, and thus leaving Tori uncertain of the movements of the large devil on the couch, or generally an escape route. Suddenly, an all-encompassing voice boomed down to her, “Who are you?” As this devil was trying to speak down to her, Tori noticed the thin purple line behind the veil of flames beginning to pulse; this must have been the devil using her powers! Feeling a bit confident having overcome her trickery so easily, Tori stared up to the line and proudly proclaimed, “I am the one who will stop you!” Though then again, Tori quickly remembered that this woman was still a lot taller than her, so before she could just get up and step on her, Tori quickly brought her hand down to the woman inside her underwear to teleport back to her hotel room.

The Goddess that had arrived on the world of Ovis just a few moments ago suddenly collapses on the ground. Clawing at her chest she tries to figure out what the pain’s source is; she quickly realises that this is the progression of time, as it is tied to her heart, being pulled at from a distance, but she would never realise what the actual cause is. And yet, this reason is already well known; in that moment Goddess Sarah had just erected her time shield around the unassuming world of Gwental Minor. She wanted to buy herself more time, before her sister Cassi would catch up with her, but she wouldn’t realise who would have to pay for her expenditure until much later. And much later, when it would have had been painfully obvious what she was doing, she will have already given her Insight away to her daughter.

If done properly, the threads of destiny would have been delicately woven, allowing for the flow of time to concentrate on Sarah’s point in space, however given her untrained, unknowing nature, it was more like Sarah grasping several million strands of time and forcefully pulling them in her own direction. Now, they all spool through Theia’s heart, which, as the Goddess of Destiny, is the catalyst for the progression of time in this universe. As the amount of threads being pulled through becomes untenable, painful even, time begins to be ripped away in other parts of the universe, effectively bringing them to a temporary standstill. This is most visible around Theia, who by now has lost control of her powers. Her temporal vision is flickering on and off, her eyes emitting a strobing purple light, intermittently blinding her by a fog of divinity shining from within her. By now she is ominously floating in the middle of the room, hoisted into the air by the invisible strands of time pulling her in all directions. She is trying to scream but there is no sound.

A Goddess of Destiny, Fate, Purpose, Time or whatever their title may have been through the ages; really any of them could have easily identified the problem, pulled back, and rearranged the flow of time to compensate for Sarah’s meddling. Theia however is pre-occupied with trying to deal with the godly wounds inflicted on her mortal mind – her choice to feel like a mortal was her downfall. Her heart works diligently to mend the broken pieces of time in the universe, filling both the demand for Sarah’s time, as well as the surrounding universe, but to do so it is blindly pulling at the next closest source of time; Theia’s own divine timeline, which is slowly strangling her, taking her breath away. As she is acting on pure instinct and blind survival she tries to grasp at the strands of time flowing past her, but they just burn through her hands. She reaches a point where almost all her divine powers are acting uncontrollably. Once unable to steer her body, she begins to explode to divine heights, obliterating everything in the vicinity.

Her holy light shines through her eyes, mostly blinding her to the world, but still allowing her to see glimpses of the travesty her gaze causes; anything falling under her shining glare was trapped in time, remaining untouched by the devastating throws of her giant body. From the outside it looks like a saving grace, keeping anyone inside from being crushed by her expanding body, but in these places, time begins to jitter, quickly jumping back and forth from one second to another, and back again. Anyone inside is trapped there for an eternity after which they’ll eventually succumb to mortal deterioration - countless souls turn to dust, just to feed the hole left in time around Theia.

As she reaches a height, that was tall enough to make her visible to half the continent, her thrashing body produces earthquakes that can be heard and felt around the globe. The ground beneath and around her begins to splash like water, forming a crater wall almost as tall as a country can be wide. The wave of shifting landmass is large enough to uproot entire mountain ranges and blasts unimaginable amounts of debris and earthly rubble into space. Some of it leaves the planet forever, but most comes back as burning rock, that collectively heats up the atmosphere, causing firestorms immediately around the Goddess’s body. The mix of debris, smoke and ash of burning life, rises into the sky and blocks out the sunlight with a thick layer of clouds. The temperatures around the globe fall drastically, killing almost all life on the surface that had managed to survive so far.

But to the Goddess time has lost its meaning, for her everything keeps happening quicker and quicker. Even at a point where millions of years pass, no life ever re-emerges due to her continued presence on the planet – an everlasting disaster. At her scale the only thing she still manages to identify through the fog of her gaze was the ocean, and her own reflection within it. She feels her body twitching uncontrollably, and yet her reflection laid perfectly still, calmly staring up at her. Theia thinks her mirror image would speak to her again, as it had done so many times in the past already, but she remained silent forever.

And just as the expanding sun evaporates the oceans and consumes this world, she is back in the hotel room, still hanging in mid-air, trying to claw at her problem. Theia is literally bleeding time, and her heart tries to make up for it by resetting the world around her. She will have gone through the cycle several times; expanding, killing the world under her, and landing back in the hotel room. By now the room has been drenched in so much of her own time it had become a constant in the universe, painfully poking into her body every time she outgrows it.

And yet she never stops lashing out, desperately throwing herself around, she tries to grab onto anything she could. And once, several second-long eons later during one of these attempts she gets hold of something hanging above her, something she has never seen before, something she was never meant to see; her own thin strand of time, stretched out infinitely long, and entangled with the golden thread of her divine essence, just as she has seen it on her sisters. The pulse of time is squeezing her own timeline and constantly loops back in on itself in a desperate bid to make more time for the universe.

In blind agony she wraps her hand around the golden line, and rips at it. It brings paralysing pain with it, but she also felt something in the distance; there it was, years into the future, the feeling of relief coming towards her if she had continued to pull. As the two lines are almost completely separate, she feels her own timeline rip apart. For her the world has had gone black lifetimes ago; her strand of time shrivels up and was immediately consumed by the divine essence, feeding it back into the universe, allowing it to continue ticking.

Several worlds at the rim of the universe were still slowed down to compensate for Sarah’s time dilation field, but overall everything will have had been okay. Meanwhile, ages ago on Ovis, Theia’s body falls to the ground of the once again re-emerging hotel room. She was lifeless, and with her soul consumed, nothing could ever bring her back. In her hand she held a large purple gem, which was encircled by trailing lights at varying distances away from the crystal centre. It almost looked like a beautiful miniature star system, she would have thought. But the Goddess was dead.

Victoria Rigel - Galaxy Girl

Tori felt herself jolt backwards, as was usual when she tried to teleport into a space that was occupied by something; and so instead of landing inside her hotel room she stumbled into the corridor in front of the door leading to her room. She was immediately concerned about someone having found her out and prepared herself to shrink whoever was behind that door down, but before she could think further she noticed how odd the world seemed. The bit of floor she stood on was seemingly the only thing left of the hotel on this side of the door – it was just floating in the air, along with a few other bits of debris here and there. Looking up, Tori spotted flaming rocks just hanging still in the air, illuminating everything in a hot red light. And the world around her wasn’t any less bizarre; halves of crumbling skyscrapers just stood frozen still, while the other sides seem to have collapsed and were grown over with plant life that must have had decades to develop. In the streets she spotted several people just standing there, also frozen still, while screaming into the sky forever. In the distance a huge crater wall was stretching out high into the sky, forming an inexplicable, impossible mountain range, that seemingly tried to hold pitch-black storm clouds at bay. And from behind there, an ice-cold wind was carrying snow over to the city.

Tori felt the sudden urge to leave, but a flickering light coming from underneath the door drew her attention back – she still had to get all her belongings. Taking a deep breath, she balled her fist and tried to will herself to the other side of the door. She shrieked in horror when she landed immediately in front of the silently screaming face of a colourless woman suspended in the air. Her eyes were the source of the flickering light, but otherwise she remained perfectly still; almost like the people outside on the streets, only she seemed paler, almost transparent; like an image of something. The terrified girl inched along the wall of the room to get out of the grey woman’s face, which is when she spotted another body lying on the floor, just underneath the ghostly image. With the colour in her hair, Tori quickly realised that this must have been the Goddess she was looking for, though when looking at her she felt nothing. Generally, there was nothing in this world; usually everything and everyone was entangled in those little purple lines that came as part of her superpowers, but this world seemed devoid of them.

By now Tori was standing by the armchair in the corner, which is where she left her backpack, but as she looked down, she just spotted the open binder by her feet. As she picked it up, she noticed that one of her little humans was still alive; Oliva, with her head turned away from the dead body in the middle of the room was just lying there, quietly sobbing with her eyes pinched shut. Tori carefully closed the binder before continuing to look for the rest of her belongings. As she got down on her knees to look underneath the bed she spotted a sparkling light emitting from the half-closed palm of the lifeless Goddess. Curious about what it might be, Tori carefully moved in closer, constantly expecting the body to jump to life and startle her. Up close it looked like an enchanting little gem; it was so pretty Tori couldn’t help but reach out and touch it; but when her fingertips were just inches away from the electrifying surface she hesitated.

Singularity

Victoria Rigel - Planet Ovis

As her fingers touched the glowing purple gem, it exploded in a bright purple flash; Tori felt her body convulse as powerful streaks of purple power pierced her body, her mind raced with images from worlds she had never seen, times she had never existed in. Screaming in agony, she felt herself consumed by the power; it didn't limit itself to being inside her, it encompassed her, she was trapped in the purple inferno, feeling as if she was burning alive in body and mind, as it ascended through the roof and phased out of reality.

Alyssa - Goddess of Death

Laying sprawled on her sofa the divine titan slid the mortal girls out of herself in the afterglow, they had made for good fucktoys, but now they were with Theia, maybe the Mistress of Destiny would fuck them in the afterlife, or better yet, send them back to her for round two. The five bodies slipped from her fingers and made a satisfying splat as they hit the floor, as she fell back for a nap she felt a hard pull against her power, dragging her rapidly through the air towards the throne room. Thrusting her arms in front of her she forced a barrier of energy between her and pulling force. The mistress of death was pissed, sucking in mortals from her domain to build a solid wall before her, just to lessen the amount of effort she had to put in, millions of lives were squashed together into a grotesque barrier as she pushed it forward towards the source of the assault. A yellow flash surging past her making her hop to the side as she advanced.

Cassi - Goddess of Wisdom

Placing the final touches to her new board game, she smiled down at her expertly crafted pieces and dice. She would call it, 'Domination', since that was the aim of the game, Alyssa was going to love it, Sarah may take some convincing. As the beautiful blue-robed Goddess closed the box on her new game, she felt the lurch in her chest, as if her very soul was being dragged from her body. The brunette goddess screamed in anguish as she was dragged from her feet and sucked out of her astral sea. Pivoting in the air the universal Goddess thrust her power before her, blocking the horrendous pull, landing awkwardly behind the blue shield she summoned massive stellar bodies to collapse into her protection, turning the energy into a pulsing barrier of molten metals. The strain on her power reduced, she advanced towards the cause of her strife.

Fiona - Goddess of War

Watching the Goddess of Love struggle against her searing hot chains always made Fiona feel better, The blonde girl was screaming from the torment as the dark-haired Goddess made her watch as she pulled the wings from one of her angels. "Ari, What happens to fallen angels?" the huge almost naked woman giggled. "Angel wings are the best roast wings in the universe!" she cackled manically as she took a bite, severing the disabled angel's final wing. The small angel cried out as her Goddess screamed helplessly from the wall. "Mmm This is some good meat, I wonder if Angels' head is just as nice!" she declared, lowering the bleeding creature to her nethers, dragging her along her exposed wet skin before bringing her back up to her mouth. Just as she was about to take a bite, her insides twisted and she was pulled from her Ruby Throne. Spiralling through the air towards the throne room, Fiona pushed her power forward to block the power, to no avail, she didn't have the energy required to push back against the force. As the throne room came into view, a spiralling vortex of purple energy spun wildly. Fiona blacked out as she impacted the energy vortex, feeling like her soul was ripped from her body.

Ella - Goddess of the Wilds

Her human offered her words of comfort as she grew tired of beating on the bars, her sister had kept her locked under her sofa for so long Ella was starting to lose hope she would ever be free again." Simon, I love you," she spoke softly, startling the tiny man as his eyes lit up. "You can speak!" he exclaimed excitedly. "You never shut up, Hard not to learn," she grinned down to him, "If we get out of here, I'll treat you better." Simon was awestruck as the huge woman who had kept him as a pet spoke to him for the first time; her voice was rough but clear. Finally, there was hope for his future, "I think I can love you too El," he added, moving over to hug his mistresses finger. Ella's eye blazed yellow as she felt a pull inside of her, suddenly dragged from the ground with tremendous force and dragged smashing through the cage wall. The small Goddess took the chance to expand to her full size as she was dragged at speed down the hall, surging her yellow energy before her as she flew headfirst into a vast vortex, feeling her insides twist as she blacked out.

Sarah - Goddess of Life

Stepping forward into new Eden, Hannah's eyes started burning bright teal as she fell to her knees, "MOTHER! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" Sarah stepped back in shock as her daughter collapsed in a fire of teal power. "Hannah? What's wrong? What's going on?" Her daughter looked anguished as she looked up into her mothers' eyes, "Theia...No...Destiny itself...Collapsed into its own time…" Sarah stared at her daughter, regretting the loss of her insight more than ever as she expanded her senses, looking for her sisters. The sudden tug on her soul assaulted her, dragging her towards the throne room. Hannah screamed as she was thrown alongside her. Sarah reached out and grabbed her daughters wrist, throwing her other arm out before her, maternal instincts blowing all of her power out before her in a radiant green shield. "I've got you, Han, I need you to focus, tell me what to do!" she declared as she leads her daughter towards the throne room behind her shield.

Arianna - Goddess of Love

The torment Fiona was subjecting her too was breaking her mind, and she could feel it. She had caught herself considering murdering her sister at times; It was troubling her. The enterally molten chains burned her wrists and ankles as her evil sister started eating her angel commander in the most humiliating fashion. She had watched the torture and would now be subject to her final execution; she found herself feeling happy as Fiona was sucked away by an unknown force. Ari tapped into her divine power and started cooling the diabolical chains when she felt the tug on her power. The divine chains kept her in place as an unknown force yanked her soul, Ari's attempts to block the horrendous drain failed as she witnessed a small pink thread being drawn from her chest towards the throne room.


Sarah, Hannah, Cassi and Alyssa - New Eden Throne Room

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" Alyssa cried as she linked her shield with Cassi's severing the thin pink line. "Fiona's out cold, So is Ella!" Cassi said as she worked to contain the vortex of power with their shields. Sarah stepped into the throne room, Hannah behind her and added her power to her sisters. "It's Theia's power. It's following its nature, "Hannah spoke, "Divine power doesn't like being split up. It's trying to become whole again." Alyssa drew more and more mortals from her domain to flesh out the barrier being spread around the huge vortex, "Who the fuck are you?" she called as pushed more and more power into the makeshift shields. "That's my daughter, Long story; She knows what she's talking about. We need to contain this power!" Sarah called over to her sisters as she attempted to shape the shield into a more controllable form. "It's merging our destinies! And bringing our timelines to a more immediate end!" Hannah called as she added her small power to her the three powerful sisters. Nearly two hours passed as the Goddesses worked to contain the wild powers, Finally condensing it into a sphere floating in the middle of the room. Sarah let out a sigh as she looked to her unconscious sisters, "They aren't dead, that's something..." she declared. Hannah shook her head and spoke up, "They are just large mortals now, Their divinity has been drawn into the vortex, Ari has had her power heavily drained, she's barely divine now as well." Alyssa glared at the new girl, "How do you know so much! Who gave you such insight into this situation! And where is Theia!" Sarah placed her hand on Alyssa's shoulder, "I gave her my insight. She's my daughter." Aly shook her head in frustration as she brushed Sarah's hand from hers. "Theia is dead, Although I'm not sure why…" Hannah said, confirming all of their fears. Cassi stepped up and glanced at Sarah, "I Think I know why, but there is no sense in playing the blame game…" her eyes glazed over with her blue power. "The universe is falling apart, time is running amock, and without Theia everything is uncertain, I have no idea what the loss of Fiona and Ella will do either. I am watching worlds burning already." Sarah let her divinity overtake her emotions, suppressing her long enjoyed emotions, "Hannah, How do we solve this?"

 Hannah had spent hours in thought as her aunts paced around yelling at each other. Her eye blazed with power as she studied the vortex, finally picking out the small humanoid figure floating in the centre. "It's selective…" she spoke aloud, her aunts stopping their rants as they turned to her. "The power of destiny is destined for a certain fate...It makes sense that not just anyone could hold it...That power in the wrong hands is literally reality ending…" she finally added. Sarah considered her words, "Our Goddess didn't choose to ascend until Theia revealed herself. She knew that Theia was able to handle the power of destiny...The question is how did she know and can we find someone worthy?" Alyssa stepped forward, "I can handle it. Let me take it!" Cassi gagged as she choked on her laugh, "You? Destiny? Hahahahaha...If any of us is getting it. It's me!" The two goddesses glared at each other. "It cant be either of you, Our Goddess had already figured that out," Sarah added. Hannah stared into the eyes of the small figure in the vortex, she looked like she was in a great deal of pain, "Cassi, Can you get her out?" she said pointing at the figure. The Goddess of Wisdom broke her staring contest to peer into the sphere, "No chance, not without breaking the barrier." The Goddess of Death stalked out of the room towards Fiona's domain, looking for Arianna, "I'll find our powerless Goddess."

 Arianna came back into the throne room behind her dark sister, cradling a broken woman in her arms, "Aly tells me we are all screwed?" Cassi looked over, a grim expression on her face. "It's going to be a full-time job for all of us to stop this universe falling apart without Time and Destiny under control." Hannah leapt to her feet, "Of course! Cassi, you're a genius," The Blue Goddess smiled, "I Know! Why this time?" The young girl stepped over to her divine aunt, "Can we make a new universe? Maybe all of the planets that have been lost in time with this cataclysm?" Cassi considered the proposal as she ran through the mechanics of a sub-universe, "Yea, You're thinking we seal the power vortex away in its own dimension? Doesn't solve our problem; just moves it." Hannah shook her head, "If we give it enough planets, enough candidates, I think destiny will make its own choice." Sarah chimed in, "That makes sense, We create a pocket universe and let destiny run its course, no interference, once it finds the candidate, we can merge it back into normal reality. The assembled Goddesses started nodding as they came to understand the plan, "We would need to set up the right environment for a compatible candidate, While we cannot direct destiny, we can steer it towards a being of similar values to us," Hannah added. Seeing the wisdom in the proposal, Cassi stepped in, "1 Representative each and a Guardian." Nodding to each other, Sarah stepped forward; "I would make Hannah the guardian of the new universe, Her insight is a valuable tool, and her power would not be missed as we work on repairing reality. Alyssa glared at the Matriarch, "Fine, I choose Fiona, She's no longer a Goddess so she can go, I feel our sister deserves immortality at the very least." Sarah looked to Alyssa, surprised at the compassionate reason, "Granted, Cassi, Make sure our sister has a good life in the new universe." Extending her arm towards the unconcious former divine, Cassi drew her into her hand. "My representative will be Watcher Cienna, I trust her to oversee things in my absence," reaching her power out she drew her watcher into her hand next to Fiona. Sarah gestured to Ella's mortal form and shrunk it into Cassi's open hand, "For the same reason as Alyssa, Ella will be my representative." The three Gods looked over towards Hannah and Arianna. Hannah pointed at the small girl in the sphere, "I choose her, I believe she will have some insight into our project." Arianna stepped forward, "I would offer my broken friend here, she has served me well for a long time, and I owe her another chance at life." Cassi strode over to Ari and took the small unconscious broken angel. "I'll add her to the universe as your immortal representative." Smiling to her sister, Ari felt the small tear under her eye as she looked at the broken angel, "Thank you for your service Jenna, I hope you find some happiness in this future."

Tossing the four tiny women into the air the Goddess of Wisdom swirled her power into a large tear in spacetime, "Sarah, Alyssa..Power if you would…" she asked feeling the drain on her power as she pushed the new reality into existence. Sarah and Alyssa placed their hands on Cassi's shoulder and allowed her access to their divine power. The huge rip in space started to draw worlds in from the edges of their universe, Alyssa noticed Pyraxi Prima enter and ever so slightly scaled it up to give her homeworld titan-like stature. Sarah caught the motion but knew Cassi would agree as they had both came from that world, so when Gwental Minor was drawn in, The Goddess of Life took the similar liberty, increasing its size. "The universal scale is already going to be messy without you two adding to the problems!" Cassi said as she settled the new reality. Finally, she drew the tear over the vortex of destiny, "Okay, Break the sphere!" Her sisters drew the power from their shield back into themselves as the vortex erupted, Cassi sealing the power into the new universe.
  Five Goddesses stood around the black orb, eye blazing with power as they watched the vortex settle into the fabric of its new reality. "It worked…" Hannah said, sounding surprised. "You sound like you doubted yourself!" Cassi exclaimed, "You sounded certain before." Hannah blushed as Sarah hugged her, "I had to sound certain, or you would have never tried it!" Alyssa's eyes flashed as she felt the universe cracking in her mind. Cassi and Arianna reflected the look as she glanced around. "We'll keep this universe together, Hannah, You need to find us our new Goddess of Destiny," Cassi said, breaking up the mother-daughter hug. "I'll go and meet up with the girl trapped in the vortex and update you all," Hannah said as she scanned the new universe for her target. "No interference, Our whole existence is at stake. Goodluck Daughter," Sarah declared as she stepped back. Hannah found the out-of-place figure lying near her old house on Gwental Minor and smirked, "Got you," she exclaimed before vanishing into the new reality.

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The Divine Plan is explored in more detail in the story "Privileged Protest"
Theia is missed but not forgotten.

Fin.

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