Jaguar Temple 10

Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry

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#10 of Atlatonin

With the power of the lewdness that is bestowed upon Feliny and Sandro, the two awaken the goddess's true form and learn about her name, and her dark designs for the world...

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The travelers are silent as they hear the goddess's words, but they know what they must do. They climb up on the statue, their bodies pressed, grinding against the cold, unliving stone. Tongues lick against her face and cheeks. Hands caress her breasts and her nether region. Their moans flutter up from their throats and out into the atmosphere.

Alli, meanwhile, watches, her eyes going hazy, falling against the wall, groping and fingering herself, letting out more and more desperate cries. The higher in pitch she got, the rougher and faster they go. Finally, she arches her back, her fluids spurting onto the ground as she collapses in a huffing heap.

That last orgasm is all it takes for the six eyes of the goddess to light up. The stone cracks and a rush of red-hot air flows throughout the chamber. The pressure sends the three tumbling out to where they came from until they are left, sprawling and confused from the force.

The quiet of the moment passes as the beastfolk around them begin their eerie chant. "Atlatonin... Atlatonin..."

Feliny picks herself up, groaning, her ears twitching. Something is coming up the stairs.

With a hiss and a purr, the creature stomps up into the light of the open air, holding out her arms before her beloved followers. "I have returned!" she roars. The massive being towers over even Feliny. The goddess smiles down at her with one head while glancing over to the panting elf with another.

Alli scrambles, kicking away, her eyes wide, her mouth agape. She doesn't scream, no matter how much she looks like she's trying to, but Atlatonin sees her, and she steps forward casually, catching up with no problem. "And you," she purrs, "have been the perfect vessel of my soul this past night." She chuckles, licking each of her lips in succession. She holds a hand up, and the elf does the same. The goddess moves her hand down along her body, and the elf follows suit. Before them all, the goddess presents herself, pawing between her legs, staring at the elf with all six eyes.

Alli continues her previous masturbation, arching her hips up, crying out as more of her love spills out. She whimpers, falling to her back, sprawled out, panting, pleading with her eyes.

"The elves have been perfect vessels," The goddess says. "And perfect outlets. In those ancient days, they were ours to do as we pleased, and they loved every moment of it. You two," she says, pointing to each of the travelers individually. "You may do as you wish to her.

Feliny crawls up towards Alli, who scrambles up to her feet. The traveler dives in, grabbing her legs and pressing her rough tongue against her. She slurps up along her slit, tasting the pre-moistened goodness of a woman who has come over and over again.

Sandro is not far behind. Her lithe body allows her to slither up even her lover's back and grab Alli by the shoulders. "Thanks for the tour," she says in hissing laughter, sliding upwards to the point where her cock is right at the elf's face. Wrapping her tail around the elf's neck, she thrusts forward, filling the throat with the reptilian goodness. She pushes, grunting and grabbing onto her shoulders, all the while her lover licks away at her pussy.

Feliny's body rocks to the rough fucking she's getting. Her breasts bounce, and her eyes roll back. Her voice lets out gurgles of disdain and delight all at once, as her body and her very soul, remember the ancient ways of her people. She was born into a species of cumdumps for the superior servants of the goddess, and she's learning, here and now, to love every moment of it.

As her followers fuck the elf, Atlatonin watches, hand upon her belly, and growls. She sits upon the rubble of her temple prison, her legs crossed and her hands upon her knees. All three of her animal heads watch as her newest and dearest servants fuck their former elf guide with all of their animal might. She growls in delight, but she grips her knees, forcing herself to hold back while she watches the decadent display before her.

Alli glugs and coughs as the snake sitting on her shoots off her seed into her throat. She coughs up the sperm as Sandro pulls free from her mouth, leaning in and licking over her cheek with a teasing tongue.

Through ragged breaths, the elf moans as Feliny's rough tongue delves into her walls, bringing the guide to wailing orgasm before she collapses against the ground.

Feliny stands up, clasping her lover's hand, nuzzling against the snake's scales and purring in delight.

Alli pants and coughs up some cum, some of the stuff spattering over her chest, but soon, the elf gasps as a shadow looms over her, blocking out the moonlight.

Atlatonin stands over her, the solid and deific body taking up all of her vision.

"You've done well to service my servants," The goddess says. "Now, are you ready to receive the reward of your people... to allow me the chance to reclaim what is mine?"

The elf whimpers, spreading her legs apart, arching her back.

The goddess chuckles at that. She squats down, grabbing the elf by the ankle and lifting her up with little effort, having her dangle before the beastfolk all around her. "Certainly, your fellow elves will be bred into oblivion, bearing beastfolk babies that will breed out and dominate the rest of the races. But you have been chosen for a much better task."

From her position dangling in the air in front of the goddess's abdomen, the elf can hear the tell-tale growl that rises up from within the beastly fertility goddess. She gulps, swinging around, whining.

The snake head in the center opens its mouth, wide, wider, and wider still, while the feline heads coo and shush the elf. Hands scoop her up, cradling the elf against her breast for a moment. An ancient song rises up from the two heads, each of them harmonizing--each of them causing the elf to become so suddenly calm.