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8/2/2025, 12:49:26 PM
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Anyway the shamans corrupted Lugh's axe with dread curses and hooked up Engus with the few demonic powers not already under my rule and taught Kern how to make his own set of fate-telling bones, and together they raised up a great army of men who either coveted my Amazon demigoddess daughterus or feared my monstergirl daughterus (which I bred specifically to survive working in the harsh environment of the underground, extracting rare earths and precious metals to make advanced alloys) and set out to the blasted heath where I supposedly could be defeated according to fate. There were three problems with their evil plan. The first was the Cauldron of Blood was so thoroughly muffled that despite Kern's best efforts they couldn't find the notional seat of my power and destroy it. The second was that the gods made fate.
And, well, as Arawn proved in another life you can just kind of talk to the gods by yelling and offering something important to them as long as you're important enough.
"Mother Goddess!" I yelled at the sky, as I pumped my manhood, "I offer what is most precious to me: My cum. And the breast milk of the waifus who accompany me. I ask for only one thing in return. Help me defend the lives I hold dear!"
"I hear your call, Anon, son of Siamh...and myself" said the Mother Goddess, ascending from a flurry of leaves. "I will grant your request, but know that-"
"Hey! Hey, that's MY favoured son-husband! Get your own!" shouted the Morrigan, interrupting as a second giant naked woman jumped in. "It will be MY armies that march at his side!"
"You're the reason why he has that awful fiery corruption!" shouted the Mother Goddess as they square off, boobs squishing boobishly.
"Ladies, ladies" I said, waving my hands, "I don't need armies and there's enough room for both your blessings on what I require"
They stared at me. "You don't?" they both exclaimed.
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Anyway the shamans corrupted Lugh's axe with dread curses and hooked up Engus with the few demonic powers not already under my rule and taught Kern how to make his own set of fate-telling bones, and together they raised up a great army of men who either coveted my Amazon demigoddess daughterus or feared my monstergirl daughterus (which I bred specifically to survive working in the harsh environment of the underground, extracting rare earths and precious metals to make advanced alloys) and set out to the blasted heath where I supposedly could be defeated according to fate. There were three problems with their evil plan. The first was the Cauldron of Blood was so thoroughly muffled that despite Kern's best efforts they couldn't find the notional seat of my power and destroy it. The second was that the gods made fate.
And, well, as Arawn proved in another life you can just kind of talk to the gods by yelling and offering something important to them as long as you're important enough.
"Mother Goddess!" I yelled at the sky, as I pumped my manhood, "I offer what is most precious to me: My cum. And the breast milk of the waifus who accompany me. I ask for only one thing in return. Help me defend the lives I hold dear!"
"I hear your call, Anon, son of Siamh...and myself" said the Mother Goddess, ascending from a flurry of leaves. "I will grant your request, but know that-"
"Hey! Hey, that's MY favoured son-husband! Get your own!" shouted the Morrigan, interrupting as a second giant naked woman jumped in. "It will be MY armies that march at his side!"
"You're the reason why he has that awful fiery corruption!" shouted the Mother Goddess as they square off, boobs squishing boobishly.
"Ladies, ladies" I said, waving my hands, "I don't need armies and there's enough room for both your blessings on what I require"
They stared at me. "You don't?" they both exclaimed.
4/5
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