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The next day found Sairai walking the long way home. She had managed to keep Chedl from finding out about his fiancee, Jilla, mating her father, but Sairai wasn't sure how long that secret would be kept. In the morning, as all the centaur gathered to eat breakfast together, Saldrin and Jilla left the meal early, claiming they needed to do some work in the hayloft. They both seemed as giddy as goats as they bounded off, leaving Sairai, Chedl, and Hendi to finish an awkward breakfast. Chedl and Hendi could only suspect what their respective mates were so excited about, but Sairai knew. She had watched them the night before, Saldrin mounting his daughter and pumping into her moaning form until he filled her waiting womb.

Thanking Hendi for their hospitality, she left, not wanting to interrupt Saldrin or Jilla to say goodbye. She would reach home fairly late in the day, finding the elk cows desperately in need of milking after three days of being untended. Assuming they were still alive. Sairai had locked up the family mountain lion who was tasked with protecting the small herd, which was part of the reason she found herself in the predicament she was in.

The herd had been attacked by griffons, and without Tor to help her, she had had to fight them off alone. She led them away from the herd, but then was overpowered. She narrowly escaped the griffons by running into a nearby cave, but that proved to be a greater mistake. Inside the cave lived a colony of minotaurs, ancient magical creatures known for their desire to rape the females of other species, as they had none of their own. Once finished with their captives, they would either kill and eat them, or let them go, destined to bear a minotaur calf to continue the brutal species.

They had found Sairai and set to their dark business. There were so many of them that it was a good thing she was rescued before they had finished with her. The physical exhaustion alone would have killed her. Still, again and again they had raped her young body, leaving her dripping and coated in their evil seed, until finally the local shaman and teacher, Saldrin somehow arrived and scared the creatures off.

Now, as she walked home, ashamed and unclean, all she could think about was her heavy belly. She knew it was impossible, but she swore she could already feel the weight of the monster growing in her womb. What would she tell her family? She couldn't just wait until the creature was born, as tempting as that was. Oh well, she still had a good week or two before her family would return from the raids. Plenty of time to think.

The trip was over quickly thanks to Sairai's preoccupation. Just as the sun was setting over the mountaintops, she saw the small house that she called home, and the two elk pens that were her livelihood. She was almost afraid to look, for fear that the griffons, or some other monster, had returned to claim the elk, but she was relieved to see that none of the elk were harmed. Actaeon and Randy, the two bulls, bleated at her, but the does were more insistent. They desperately needed to be milked.

But first things first, she had to release Tor. She trotted over to the house and opened the front door. The tawny mountain lion bounded out of the house, pent up energy released enthusiastically. He wasted no time bounding into the forest, probably wanted to hunt something to eat after three days of starvation. Sairai was glad he didn't think about taking out his frustration on her. The house was still in good shape - he must have spent most of the time sleeping.

Grabbing the buckets, she headed to the does' enclosure, ignoring the increasingly insistent bleats coming from the two bucks. She knew what they wanted of her. Their eyes followed her rump as she walked. She could hardly believe it had been less than a week since Actaeon and Randy had forcibly introduced her to womanhood. She knew she should be angry at them - they had raped her, after all - but she couldn't help but feel some affection for them. It wasn't their fault, they didn't know any better. And if they hadn't, she would have most likely been killed by the hungry griffons.

Still, the does needed her, and she walked into the pen and got to work. It was a difficult task, milking a doe when all the other does kept shoving their rumps in Sairai's face, demanding their turn. It took hours, but finally she had filled the buckets, and the does were contentedly eating grass. Trip after trip, she returned the full buckets to the house, for storage, and each time she passed the buck's pen, they pawed at the fence and bleated at her. She refused to look them in the eye, but she hurried along, for fear Actaeon might jump the fence again.

She knew what would happen if she dared meet their gaze. Sairai had been struggling with her own self-control for days now, but her recent indulgence with Chedl had shattered her self-esteem. Actaeon's insistent, powerful glare would surely overcome her weak will, and she would willingly enter their enclosure, knowing that they would spend the next several hours taking turns mounting her. Knowing they would, and wanting them to. Sairai was growing resigned to her fate.

When she unloaded the last bucket, she waited inside the house, trying not to hear the bull's eager cries. Should she? In seconds, she could be out there, enjoying the bliss of panting eagerly underneath the massive elk. She could feel the smooth, wet pleasure as her tingling entrance clenched around their spewing cocks, their excess fluids painting her rump as proof of their ownership over her. It was incredibly tempting, but would she ever be able to stop herself? What would happen when her family returned, and she lost her will to resist the bucks' demands?

She was a young girl, sure, but she didn't want to resign herself to an empty future of mindless ecstasy. She had to become strong, and show the mere animals that she was more than a fuck toy. More than a womb to be filled. Tonight, she would ignore their siren song, no matter how tempted she became.

As she was about to turn away from the enclosure, Sairai noticed something strange that made her heart stop in her chest. All thoughts of mating and willpower were flushed from her mind as she beheld something she had never seen before. Something unbelievable. There, in the very same pen as Actaeon and Randy, stood an immense creature. The bucks were cowering the corner of the enclosure, bleating helplessly as the monster approached them.

The blonde centaur's eyes were locked wide open, trying to process what she saw. It was the largest wolf she had ever seen, as tall at the shoulders as the elk, with pure white fur flowing smoothly along its body. It was startlingly beautiful, yet terrifying at the same time. Its jaws were large enough to snap all the way around Sairai's midsection, but she knew she must confront it. She couldn't allow the creature to kill the elk. Especially not Actaeon and Randy.

Cursing her luck that Tor was still out on the hunt, she gathered a bow and quiver from the house, and steeled her nerves, before bolting out of the house and screaming loudly, hoping she could frighten the monster off without having to fight. She was still nocking her arrow and setting her sights on the massive canine, when her arm went limp.

Try as she might, she couldn't get her arms to respond. Similarly, her feet stopped moving, and she stood in place, twenty feet from the creature. It must have paralyzed her, somehow! She was trapped, unable to defend herself, and it was clear that the wolf was now approaching her instead of the elk. Could the monstrous wolf truly be intelligent enough to be able to employ magic?

She knew she was in serious trouble if that were the case. The young centaur had no means to defend against magic, much less sufficient means to oppose such a large wolf. Her only hope was that Tor would return...or perhaps there was another way. As with the griffons, perhaps she could satisfy the wolf's hunger in a different way. She tried to will her feet to move, in an effort to present her raised tail to the approaching wolf. But her feet wouldn't move.

"Put down your weapons, Sairai," the creature said, working its large, canine jaws to form words. Sairai was shocked. It could talk? It knew her name? She released her grip on the bow and arrow, and they fell limply to the ground.

The wolf reached the tall fence that was the only thing standing between her and her gruesome demise. Yet there was something comforting in the way the thing spoke. It seemed neither angry, nor evil, nor harboring ill-intent. Though she was now only ten feet from a white wolf as big as she was, she no longer even had the compulsion to flee. It stopped at the fence, remaining inside the bucks' enclosure to keep a comfortable distance from the young girl.

That soft, rumbling voice echoed again, "I will not hurt you. In fact, I am here to help you."

Sairai found that she could speak, and so she said, "Help me? Wh-who are you?"

"I am a god, Sairai. Kusa, the goddess of fertility, whose jurisdiction is the creation of all life. I am here because you, of all the denizens of this immense world, have had the most terrible week. While we, the gods, could not interfere, I can help you now."

The centaur was speechless. A goddess? Standing in front of her? She had heard of Kusa long ago, from her teacher, Saldrin. The pantheon of gods was so massive that it would be impossible to remember them all, but there were a few big ones, and Kusa was supposed to be one of them. Fertility was obviously one of the most important features of existence. Why on earth would one of the gods approach her?

"Wh-what? Help me how?" the confused girl stammered.

Sairai was perplexed as the large, menacing-looking creature began to wag its tail, belying her fierce nature. Kusa spoke again, "I believe you know the consequences of your time in the cave. It is true, you are pregnant with a minotaur calf. But I am here to make you and offer that will allow you to give birth to a creature that is not a heartless monster, meaning no offense to the god of the minotaurs."

Sairai blinked. "There is a god of minotaurs?"

"Every species has its representative, and it is your god, Chiraxion, who is responsible for my visit. He wishes justice and happiness to you after seeing your plight, and has asked me to intervene in your pregnancy."

Sairai gasped, "You mean you can make it so that I'm not pregnant?"

The large wolf's tongue lolled out of her mouth. "That is decidedly not the business I am in, Sairai. Hxuipotl wouldn't like that." The goddess grinned.

"Hxuipotl?" the centaur asked, baffled by all the strange things the goddess spoke of.

"I'm sorry. Hxuipotl, the god of the minotaurs. He has claim over your pup. I could do nothing, except that Chiraxion has made an exchange with Hxuipotl on your behalf."

Sairai took a long break from the conversation, trying to slow down and comprehend the unbelievable things she had heard. The great Chiraxion, protector of the centaur, had sent the goddess of fertility to help her. It was too much to believe. She was lost in thought, her mind racing. She took in her surroundings, mincing her feet and breathing deeply, but everything spoke to the reality of the situation. There was nothing dream-like about it. The elk cows to her left were contentedly munching, and the two bulls seemed to have gotten over their initial fear of the invading wolf. They too, were grazing peacefully while Sairai spoke to the goddess.

Finally, Sairai said, "What exchange?" to Kusa.

Kusa had waited patiently for the young girl, and her canine ears perked up at the question. "Chiraxion has offered his blessed wife, Lullwen, queen of the centaur, to bear a calf by Hxuipotl. To replace the one you will no longer bear."

Sairai's eyes widened. "You mean...?"

Kusa nodded, "Assuming you accept my proposition, Hxuipotl will be afforded one night with the queen, whereupon she will bear his son. Though I suspect Hxuipotl is more interested in that one night than in another son..." She grinned again, her sharp, interlocking teeth making Sairai nervous.

Sairai was horrified. "I can't allow that to happen!" she yelped, jumping backward a foot. "I would never send Queen Lullwen to such a fate..." She had never realized the gods were quite as real as they appeared to be, but that did little to dull her willingness to sacrifice for her would-be protectors.

"I would accept their offer, were I you, Sairai. Chiraxion would never make such a bargain if the blessed queen were not in agreement. They know what they are doing, and you know little of how horrible your fate will be, should you continue to bear this monster. The queen wants you to accept, for your own fate. She will be fine."

Sairai looked down. She had a lot to think about, and she suspected not much time. She doubted Kusa would stand around waiting for her answer, so Sairai decided she would have to trust in the great Chiraxion's judgment. Gulping, the young centaur said, "Alright, I agree. What happens now?"

Cocking her head sideways, the goddess said, "Well, I assume Hxuipotl will grab Lullwen by the rump and force her tail to the side. Then he'll push -"

"No, no, I mean..!" Sairai interrupted quickly.

"Oh, you mean what happens to you. That makes sense," Kusa apologized, her ears drooping. She looked the centaur filly over, before calmly explaining, "You will bear a child, but I can do something that will allow you to bear a centaur. More or less."

"More or less?"

"It will take some work on your part. With my blessing, your offspring will become a compilation of all the seed inside of you. Your child will have many fathers, from these two elk, to the horses and humans, your mountain lion, the griffons, the minotaurs...even Saldrin and Chedl. But even with my blessing, your offspring will be mostly minotaur, considering just how much semen they forced into your fertile womb."

"Then what is the point?" Sairai asked.

"My blessing will last for two weeks. Any additional contributions made will be incorporated into your son or daughter. Therefore, all you need to do is seek out centaur mates, and with each ejaculation, your child will become that much more like you. You may also notice a shorter gestation period, as each sperm contributes to the growth of your pup."

Sairai had no idea what "gestation" or "sperm" was. But this deal was sounding worse every minute. "But no other centaur are here! They are out raiding."

The wolf shrugged, which was an awkward gesture for the canine body. "Perhaps you should return to Saldrin and Chedl until you milk them dry. I'm afraid this is all I can do for you."

"I don't want this anymore, I want to take it back!" the young girl exclaimed.

Kusa blinked. "It's too late, Sairai. Hxuipotl is..." the wolf drifted off into thought, as if looking elsewhere. Looking into the distance to a place not of this earth. She continued, "...currently holding down Queen Lullwen and pounding her for the second time. She is already destined to bear his calf. But I can withhold my blessing if that is truly what you want," she said.

Sairai's head drooped, and she said, "No, no. I guess..."

The wolf raised her ears in concern. "This will be a good thing, Sairai. Even should you find no centaur to mate, your offspring will already be vastly superior to a pure minotaur. You do not want to imagine the horror a mother feels when her newborn child is taken away and slaughtered. Or worse, if you stole away and raised the creature on your own. You know first hand what a minotaur is like, and no motherly nurturing will deter them from that fate."

Sairai nodded.

Kusa continued, "Now allow me to offer my blessing, Sairai, whereupon I will return in two weeks to complete the ritual."

"What do I do?"

With a calm, commanding voice, the canine said, "Come to me, and turn around."

The centaur hesitantly approached the white wolf until she stood directly in front of the goddess. Only a foot-wide fence stood between her and the similarly sized wolf. She realized her hands were shaking.

"Turn around," Kusa repeated.

Hesitating only a moment, Sairai spun in place, until the middle fence bar was pressing up against her hind legs, the wolf just beyond. Sairai looked over her shoulder at the brilliantly radiant creature, dazzling in the moonlight.

"Lift your tail."

Sairai gasped, taken aback.

"Lift your tail," the goddess repeated, impatient.

Reluctantly, the young girl did as she was told. Who was she to complain to a god, much less one seeking to help her. She watched as the wolf pushed her head through the tightly spaced bars of the fence, pushing her snout up under the centaur's tail and sniffing. Sairai quivered, not knowing what to expect.

"Don't worry, this won't hurt. At all." With that, the wolf extended her tongue, which at first appeared to be a normal canine tongue. As it kept flowing from her mouth, it became apparent that the wet organ was many, many times longer than a true wolf's tongue. Sairai's eyes widened as the tip of the serpent-like appendage pressed up against her slit, then penetrated her. The centaur had to struggle to keep her tail raised, gasping as she was invaded in her most private place, the wide, wet intruder sliding deeper and deeper into her young body. Inch after inch of the tongue caressed Sairai's trembling clitoris. Kusa was right, at least. This didn't hurt at all.

Somehow, the wolf could still speak, but Sairai realized it must be magic. Kusa was a goddess after all. Despite her long tongue being plunged two feet inside of the filly, she said, "I must reach the child inside of you. Just relax."

There was an order Sairai wasn't about to disobey. The wet, slurping sensation between her legs was about as soothing a feeling as she had ever experienced. She moaned, and spread her legs to ease the wolf's entry. She could feel the tongue now, pressing up against her cervix. But her tightly closed walls blocked any further progress. Kusa seemed determine to barrel through, pushing more and more of the endless tongue into Sairai, until the organ coiled up inside her, spreading her as wide as the minotaurs had.

Sairai could hold back no more, clasping her own breasts as she had so many times before. She rubbed and caressed herself, nickering softly in pleasure as the pressure built up inside of her. She called out, "Oh, gods!" in unrestrained ecstasy.

Chuckling, the wolf said, "Precisely."

Embarrassed, Sairai, looked back at the creature giving her so much pleasure, blushing a deep red. "I'm sorry, I don't mean any disrespect..."

"No, please, continue. Enjoy yourself - heck, it's getting me wet just watching you."

Sairai nodded and eagerly obeyed, moaning and thrusting her hips back against the probing tongue. Then she felt it. So much tongue had entered her that the pressure against her cervix was too much, and the very tip of the wolf's organ pushed inside of her womb. Somehow, it wasn't painful, but rather wet, warm, and pleasant. She felt the tongue entering her uterus and filling it, pressing up against her internal walls, and wrapping around the microscopic ball of life embedded inside. It was so overwhelming that Sairai could do little but thrust back pitifully and whimper, rapidly building to her orgasm.

"I have found your pup, and now I offer my blessing."

With that, Sairai felt a growing warmth inside of her as the magic infused her baby. The sensation rocked her womb, and the girl could hold back no longer, screaming in delight as waves of pleasure wracked her young body. The wolf's agile tongue still pressed fiercely up against Sairai's clitoris, triggering moan after moan from the centaur filly's throat. Then she felt the tongue slowly retract, pulling out of her inch by inch. She climaxed again, her entire body shaking.

"It is done. Every male who has or will sow his seed within you in the next two weeks, will add his share to the development of your child. I wish you -"

The white wolf whined in surprise, interrupted by something. The wolf pulled her tongue quickly the rest of the way out of the centaur, breaking Sairai out of her orgasm-induced stupor. Sairai turned around to see the unbelievable. Randy had just mounted the goddess Kusa!

As bold as can be, the elk had sneaked up and leapt upon the wolf's waiting hindquarters, and with his new-found experience gained from plowing Sairai a dozen times, he rocketed his long, red erection directly into the white wolf's unprepared pussy. It was a shocking juxtaposition, the 700 pound cervine generally the prey of the wild grasping the wolf goddess around her thighs and laying into the massive predator with full force. He gave the odd shape of the wolf's canine vulva not even a second thought. He bleated in triumph.

"Randy! No!" gasped Sairai. What would Kusa do? She surely had the power to smite the ignorant buck from existence.

Whimpering, Kusa tried to lift her head, but she stopped when the top of her neck collided with the fence. She tried to move forward, but again, the fence was in the way, and she couldn't push backward with the humongous elk pounding her. Sairai was confused. The wolf was surely in a compromising position, her head stuck between slats in the fence and her rump stretching into the bull pen, but Kusa was a goddess! Why didn't she simply...do something?

Kusa gasped, and spoke through gritted teeth as the powerful buck humped against her, "I...am...forbidden from...harming things on the...mundane plane. I cannot break the fence!"

Amazing. Something as simple as the wooden fence had trapped the goddess. Sairai knelt next to the wolf's trapped head and asked, "What should I do?"

Urgently, the goddess gasped, "Unh! Sairai...get him off me, quickly! I'm not too keen on bearing pups for this animal!"

Sairai blinked. "You can do that?"

Growling, Kusa exclaimed, "I'm always fertile - I'm a fertility goddess! Now hurry!"

Standing, the centaur filly trotted to the gate. All the while, Randy kept thrusting away at his helpless victim, the goddess Kusa. His balls were swinging back and forth, colliding with the wolf's white rump, and feeling Sairai remembered well. There wasn't much time before Randy would flood her divine womb. Sairai opened the gate, not realizing the danger she was submitting herself to in the urgent commotion. But as she took a step inside the enclosure, she realized how similar these events were to her first time, when she had tried to rescue Mabel. Sairai looked over to where Actaeon stood, watching Randy, Kusa, and Sairai with passive disinterest.

"Hurry! I can feel the beginnings inside me!" the wolf pleaded.

Gulping, Sairai prayed that Actaeon would continue to stay out of this, because she was duty-bound to help the goddess, who had already done so much for the young centaur. She galloped over to the trapped wolf, pinned beneath the massive weight of the young elk bull. It was a reach, but Sairai was able to grab one of Randy's extensive antlers, using a technique she had seen her father use. If you pulled sideways on the head of a rutting buck, they would fall right off of their doe.

She pulled and pulled, but she did not have the same upper body strength as her father. Randy was quite insistent, bleating, pumping, and straining into the graceful predator, desperately trying to claim the divine bitch as his own. Sairai grasped Randy's antlers with both hands, and used all four feet in the mud to pull. But she only weighed roughly 300 pounds, less than half that of the elk. She managed to turn Randy's head, and suddenly, progress was being made. She had done it! She was pulling the horny elk off!

Except that that was when what she had feared since entering the pen happened. Just as she was tugging Randy away from the trapped goddess, she felt a familiar sensation on her own back. No, not now! She had almost freed Kusa! The wolf's eyes widened as Kusa watched the 800 pound Actaeon leap atop the much smaller centaur, pushing her forward and down roughly, until the centaur was pushed up against the fence. Now Sairai's front half was buried in the mud, pressing painfully against the wooden fence, a mere two feet from where Kusa lay similarly trapped.

Sairai had a split second to yell, "No!" before the massive elk patriarch barreled into her. Sairai screamed at the sudden entrance, though it proved not to be painful, not after such a powerful tongue bath. The white wolf whimpered loudly, realizing that her rescuer now needed just as much rescuing. But the goddess refused to give up hope.

Growling, Kusa exclaimed, "Sairai, can you reach the fence post? Unf!" She yelped as Randy pulled the canine back onto his solid cock. "If you can lift up the rail, I can move forward and then help you escape too..."

Sairai gasped as Actaeon's long, glistening rod repeatedly violated her wet entrance, still hyper-sensitive from her recent orgasm. It was incredibly hard to concentrate. Each thrust brought both elk closer to their goal, and Sairai knew that time was running out, especially for Kusa, but she couldn't help but feel a certain camaraderie with the goddess. Both females were trapped and being raped by gigantic, powerful elk, and it almost seemed if the father and son were thrusting in time together, the emphatic slapping of their balls against the ladies' rumps simultaneous.

"Hurry, only you can do it! I am forbidden!"

The goddess's desperate voice snapped Sairai out of her learned submissiveness. The young girl wanted nothing more than to ride out Actaeon's furious thrusts again and again, until he had finished with her. But Kusa needed her help. Sairai pushed away from the fence post against which she was pinned, and reached out for the rail that locked Kusa's head in place. She couldn't reach it!

"Try, Sairai, try!" the goddess exclaimed, close to tears as Randy rutted her. How many more thrusts before the young elk was spent? Three? Four?

Sairai stretched her arm painfully, trying to reach that railing. But she endured another powerful thrust from the 800 pound elk, pushing her light frame forward mercilessly. Actaeon had never been a particularly gentle lover, and this time, as he pounded her into the wooden fence, was no exception. He penetrated her so deeply. She could feel him a foot or more inside of her, her insides clenching powerfully around his quivering rod, and she felt a warm stream of liquid sliding slowly down her rump. He might be closer even than Randy!

Then she realized that last thrust had forced her even closer to the railing. She could reach it! She reached up to the wooden bar that served to keep both females helpless to resist the bulls' affection, and pushed upward. But it didn't budge!

"Sairai," Kusa explained, with urgency, "If you don't lift that railing, he'll fill you up! Your baby will become that much more elk-like!"

She hadn't thought of that. Oh god, what was she to do? She had to lift that rail! There were only a few seconds left, she knew from experience. The elk were about to come... She summoned all of her strength, grabbing the railing and pushing upward with all her strength, and to her joy, it budged. One more push that like and it would come tumbling down! She still had hope...

But as she readied herself for a second push, Actaeon pushed deep into her, his front hooves digging painfully into her sides, and it was her hopes, not the railing, that fell. The massive buck bleated loudly into the air as he once again laid claim on the young centaur filly, erupting deep inside of her. He held himself hilted inside of her as pulse after pulse of semen flooded her chamber. She felt the warm fluid splashing all the way against the inner walls of her cervix, and realized that Kusa's magic must have kept her tight, cervical walls open to aid the collection of semen. Sairai moaned as she lay there, used without a thought to the consequences by the eager animal, a growing, magical warmth filling her uterus. It felt just as good as when the wolf first gave her blessing, and Sairai couldn't resist joining her lover is joyous orgasm.

The filly began thrusting her hips wildly against the elk's throbbing erection as he continued to coat every inch of the young girl's hole. She whinnied in exultation, barely able to hear Kusa's protests. "Sairai! Please, concentrate...Sairai!" But the centaur was in no position to respond, moaning as Actaeon's seed folded magically into her growing fetus. The white wolf whimpered, still trapped on one end by the fence she was forbidden to destroy, and trapped on the other by the humping young buck whom she was forbidden to slaughter. "Sairai, he's about to..."

But the fertility goddess never finished her sentence as Randy rocketed forward into his unwilling bitch just moments after his father had finished inside of Sairai. His triumphant scream joined Actaeon's as he began pumping Kusa full of his life-giving seed. Like Sairai, the goddess's womb would eagerly drink in the buck's sperm, though unlike the filly, her offspring would be one-hundred percent elk calf. Kusa knew from experience that each time she coupled, one of her six to eight divine eggs would be fertilized, so she was already destined to bear one, and only one calf. At the back of her mind, she knew she would have to escape as soon as the rutting buck left her abused rump alone, lest he try to take her again until she had a full litter.

But at the front of her mind, Kusa was in blind ecstasy. She was certainly no stranger to the joys of copulation, and what Randy lacked in precision, he made up for in eagerness. And forcefulness! She opened her mouth and howled, trying to raise her head but once again hitting her neck on the fence railings she was stuck between. She hoped none of the other deities were watching, as this was more than a little embarrassing. Randy flooded her spasming cunt as the wolf pushed back against the 700 pound behemoth. Soon his excess was flowing out of her, bleaching the white fur of her rump so that it shimmered even more brightly in the moonlight. She dug her claws into the dirt, holding her ground against the elk and her tremendous, quivering orgasm.

Through clenched teeth, the goddess exclaimed, "Take me, you magnificent beast, make me yours!" As another wave of fluid pounded her internal walls, she growled, adding, "Fill me with your pups!"

Sairai fared little better under Actaeon's fierce administrations. She moaned and whinnied as he violated her, her womb, and even her unborn child, every ounce of his seed contributing to the growing fetus. She glanced over at Kusa, smiling to see the massive wolf moaning, her tongue lolling pitifully from her muzzle. Sairai knew first hand how good it felt to be dominated by these elk, and she felt a strange connection to the goddess now that she too was experiencing it. Crying out in ecstasy, Sairai could do little but kneel in the mud as Actaeon had his way with her.

All too soon he was done with her, spent for the time being, though Sairai knew just how little time it took for these elk to recuperate. Actaeon wasted no time once finished, pulling out of Sairai and leaving her trembling and helpless on the ground, semen spilling down her hind legs and forming a small pool in the mud. Almost with disdain, the elk patriarch walked away from her, offering no gentleness, no affection. She felt as if he had taken what was his by right, and felt no obligation toward Sairai.

Moments later, Randy followed suit, pulling suddenly out of the giant wolf, the force of his dismount sending the horny canine into another shuddering orgasm. The goddess whimpered pitifully, and Sairai could see Kusa's diminutive posture, her hind legs bent into a crouch, her tail raised and to the side as a river of semen flowed out of her large triangular mound. Sairai gasped for breath, trying to regain her ability to speak. The goddess was locked in climax, shuddering, and Sairai knew exactly what would happen if Kusa didn't take this opportunity to escape. But the young girl panted, unable to articulate her warning.

The filly grasped the fence post, trying to pull herself to her feet, but her legs were still weak from her ongoing orgasm. Frankly, she was amazed that her hind legs were still locked and standing, considering how shaky her knees were. "K-kusa..." she managed.

"Uuuuuuuuunnnn..." the goddess replied, her tongue falling sideways out of her mouth. She had never looked less divine than in that moment, head trapped in a fence, forced into the mud, panting desperately after being raped to orgasm and impregnated by a mortal animal. The white wolf could feel the egg inside her taking root, her hallowed womb magically accelerating gestation.

Sairai gasped for breath, even now watching as Actaeon approached the wolf from behind, sniffing under her raised tail. She didn't have time to regain her breath, she had to warn Kusa, now! "K-kusa...nnn...watch..." she panted. But Sairai failed to utter the final word, "out". Kusa's head was cocked quizzically to the side as she looked at the centaur, oblivious until a split second later that Actaeon was behind her, his glistening red rod firm and wanting. She looked back just in time to see the even larger elk leap onto her back, and though she tried to swivel out from the fence, she was forced forward, again trapped between the slats. The wolf's eyes popped open and she elicited a long, loud whine as the heavy elk claimed her back, rocked his hips forward, and penetrated the goddess until he was hilt-deep within her canine cunt.

"Aooooohhh!" she howled, trembling as her oversensitive vulva was forced several inches apart to accommodate his throbbing erection. Actaeon's son had paved the way for him, amply greasing the goddess's passageway, allowing the father's larger cock to glide effortlessly in. The larger elk was rougher than Randy, digging his hooves into the wolf's abdomen and pushing her abrasively against the wooden fence with each thrust. The sturdy enclosure warped slightly from the pressure as the bull forced Kusa's body against it. The wolf was no goddess to Actaeon, she was merely yet another wet cunt to dominate.