Morgana: The Mother Of All

Chapter 126: Sisters of the Divine

In a dimly lit chamber, a large, circular table dominated the center of the room. Seated around it were nine figures, each shrouded in robes and masks that concealed their identities, leaving only their mouths exposed.

"Is everyone present?" one of the cloaked individuals spoke, her voice calm yet commanding.

"Yes," the other eight replied in unison, their tones revealing them all to be women.

"Then let us begin." The first speaker removed her hood, unveiling a half-faced golden mask. "I trust you've all received my message and understand why we're gathered here today."

The rest followed her example, lowering their hoods, some had silver masks, others had blue, and the last one had a black one.

"We received your message, but it's hard to believe," a woman with the silver mask spoke, her pointy long ears and dark skin giving her race away, an elf. "Are you sure about it?"

"You're right," the golden-masked woman replied with a nod. "I, too, struggle to believe it." Rising from her chair, she cast her gaze upon her sisters.

"My sisters, for too long we have been hiding in the shadows, and for too long have we been forced to watch from the sidelines, and for too long we have suffered in silence," her voice was strong and powerful, filled with pride and dignity.

"We have been oppressed, hunted, and treated as lesser beings," the woman's speech continued, and her voice was getting louder and louder, filling the entire room.

"They took everything from us, our pride, our honor, and they reduced us to mere toys for their own pleasure." She slammed her fists on the table, cracking the wood, and the sound echoed through the room. "All because we chose to worship a different deity. The true deity."

"..." No one spoke, listening carefully to their leader, and feeling the power and anger in her words.

"For years we have been suffering, but no more. The time has come to make a change. The time has come for us to stand up and fight back. The time has come for us to reclaim what is ours."

With fluid grace, the golden-masked woman stepped up onto the round table, casting one final glance at her sisters before shedding her robe, revealing her naked figure.

"Gasp!" There was a loud gasp when the eight saw the gold-masked woman's body, and what hung between her legs.

Before them stood an awe-inspiring sight. A magnificent cock with a glowing womb tattoo just above it.

"Behold, my sisters," the golden-masked woman declared, spreading her legs as she lifted her 20-inch cock, pointing it towards the ceiling. "Our goddess has returned."

"W-what?!"

"B-But how?!... It can't be possible"

"How did you find the goddess?" the woman in the blue mask asked, her voice trembling with disbelief. The golden-masked woman smiled down at them, her eyes alight with passion and fervor.

"The Lost Lands of the Gods," she answered, her smile widening. Her face flushed, and her eyes blazed with both desire and faith. "Two days ago, we detected her divinity in that forsaken place."

"T-That's impossible, the lost lands are teeming with monsters, demons, and unimaginable horrors!" protested the woman with the black mask, but the golden-masked leader merely smirked, her hand tracing the crimson tattoo above her groin.

"This is no mere coincidence. It is destiny," she murmured, closing her eyes for a brief moment, savoring the moment.

"Sister, we must find the source of this divinity and secure it," urged the woman with the blue mask. "We cannot allow it to fall into the hands of our enemies."

"Indeed," the golden-masked woman agreed, nodding. "I will investigate this personally. In two days—"

"No." The sharp voice of the silver-masked elf interrupted her. She rose from her seat, holding the leader's gaze with firm resolve.

"What?" The golden-masked woman frowned.

"No," the woman with the silver mask repeated herself, "You don't have to go personally, it's far too dangerous for someone of your stature."

"But"

"No excuses, sister." The elf stepped closer. "We cannot risk your identity being exposed. Besides, many of us can infiltrate the Lost Lands with far less risk."

"..." The gold-masked woman was hesitating, gazing at the elf woman, her face hidden behind her mask. However, after a brief moment, she sighed and nodded her head.

"Very well. You will take care of this. I'll provide you with all the information I've gathered."

"Thank you, sister." The elf woman smirked, licking her lips as she gazed at the woman's MASSIVE cock, the thing was enormous! And her balls were nearly touching the table, the elf couldn't help but wonder how her sister had concealed it all this time.

"Sister," the elf called, her voice was low and soft, almost a whisper.

"What is it?" the woman in the golden mask asked, her voice smooth and commanding. The elf responded with a sultry smile, crawling onto the table like a predator, her eyes locked onto her target.

"I-I want it, please, give it to me," the elf pleaded, kneeling between her thighs, and gazing hungrily at the massive rod that was twitching in excitement. The elf could almost taste it in her mouth, and her pussy was dripping with her love juice.

"Mmmm..." The masked woman let out a low, satisfied moan, tilting her head back. "You're such a desperate little slut, sister."

"I-I know," the elf stammered, her lips trembling, "but I can't help it... Your cock is a blessing from our goddess." She licked her lips, drooling at the thought. "Please, sister, let me have it."

"Not just you," another voice chimed in as a sister stepped forward, shedding her robe in one fluid motion. Her feline features became clear—a beastfolk, sleek and agile.

"T-that's right," the woman in the blue mask agreed, quickly discarding her clothing to reveal her dark skin and generous curves. She was human, with ample breasts that swayed as she moved.

Soon, the rest of the women followed, robes falling away like petals from a flower, their bodies revealed in all their varied glory. Two stood out—the first, half-human, half-goat, her satyr legs ending in hooves, with horns curling from her head. Her 16-inch horse-like cock stood proud, and her thick, voluptuous backside demanded attention.

The other was a reptilian woman, her scaly green skin glinting in the dim light. Her sharp teeth flashed in a grin as her long, sinuous tongue flicked out, teasing the air. Her body was slim, yet her ass was amazing, a masterpiece for her race.

However, the most surprising thing about her was the massive bulge beneath her crotch and under her scales, not one but two 12-inch tentacle-like cocks, the things were thick and slimy, pulsing with life.

"T-That's hot," the gold-masked woman muttered, gazing at the beautiful and exotic bodies before her. "You girls are the best."

"Yes, we are," the elf murmured, her fingers wrapping around the gold-mask woman's massive rod, slowly jerking her off.

"Let us pleasure you," the goat girl spoke, dropping to her knees and kissing the gold-mask woman's balls.

"Please," the lizard girl begged, rubbing her cocks against the woman's thighs.

One by one, the masked woman found herself engulfed in a sea of touch, each of the sisters caressing, licking, and kissing her with fervor. Every inch of her skin was attended to, worshiped, as they pressed their bodies against hers.

"F-fuck," the masked woman gasped as the elf took her cock into her mouth, and the others were teasing her with their tongues.

The lizard girl and the human latched onto her nipples, sucking with gentle insistence, while the satyr was licking her belly and thighs with her hands gently squeezing the heavy balls. The feline beastwoman was behind her, rubbing her entire body against her, purring softly.

"Ahhh... the goddess blesses us with lust and power," the elf moaned, taking a pause and rubbing her face against the massive cock.

"I agree," the satyr nodded, her tits pressed against the gold-mask woman's left leg.

"Our goddess is amazing," the human muttered, her hand rubbing the gold-mask woman's right ball.

"Yes, she's truly the best," the feline purred, nipping the gold-mask woman's neck and rubbing her pussy against her butt.

"Ahhh... praise the goddess," the gold-mask woman was moaning and praying, enjoying her sisters' worship. She couldn't hold it any longer and shot a large load, filling the elf's mouth with her cum.

"Ahhh... it's so good," the elf woman moaned, trying to hold the hot liquid in, but some escaped and dripped down to her tits. She wasted no time, sharing the goddess's gift with her sisters, kissing each of them, and transferring some of the precious fluid into their eager mouths, like a nurturing mother feeding her young.

"Oh!... Oh yes," the gold-mask woman couldn't help but moan, seeing the hot scene before her. She couldn't take her eyes off the elf and the lizard girl, who were making out and sharing her cum, while the others licked the remnants from the elf's breasts.

"I want more," the gold-mask woman commanded, spreading her legs, revealing her soaking wet pussy. The elf didn't waste a second and began to kiss her clit, licking her folds, and penetrating her pussy with two fingers.

"Yes, good, more," the gold-mask woman was moaning like crazy, grabbing her head and forcing the elf deeper in, while the others were busy worshiping her body. The lizard girl crawled behind, shoving her long lizard tongue inside the woman's anus.

"Yeeeess," the gold-mask woman squealed in joy, every part of her body was being stimulated and worshiped, and she loved every second of it.

"M-more... don't stop... give me more."

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