The Priestess

Name pronunciation guide

• Hecate - HEK-uh-tay
  Also known as Granny Kate and Katie
• Demeter - dih-MEE-tuhr
  Also known as Mama
• Kore - KOHR-ay
  Also known as Persephone (per-SEF-uh-nee)
• Cernunnos - kehr-NOO-nohs
  Also known as the Horned God
• Hades - HAY-dees
  Also known as the Lord of the Underworld
• Artemis - AR-tuh-miss
  Goddess of the moon and the hunt
• Pan - PAN
  God of the wild, often associated with unbridled lust

Audrey glanced in her rear-view mirror at Autumn sleeping in the back seat. The little girl's head was lolled over to the side, resting on the rolled-up window, and her mouth was open, drooling onto the glass. Audrey bent down to look up at the moon shining in through the windshield.

"Guide us swiftly, Luna," she whispered as she sped over the country highway toward Springfield. The time she had spent at Tim's house had been amazing, and despite how much she wanted to stay and get to know her coven -- "No, not a coven, even," she corrected her thoughts out loud, "This is bigger than a coven. It's a fucking cult." She smiled at the realization that she was part of the cult of the Old Ways. But despite how much she had yearned to stay, she knew she had a duty elsewhere.

Autumn stirred as the car bumped into the parking lot at the hospital. The lights over the emergency room entrance bothered her eyes as she blinked awake.

"Where are we, Mommy?" she asked, rubbing her eyes as she turned from the brightness.

"We're going to see somebody. We're...visiting some family," Audrey replied.

"In the hospital?" Autumn asked.

"Yes."

"At night?" Autumn returned. She was used to her mom doing strange things, but this was a new kind of strangeness for her.

"Yeah," Audrey replied, turning in her seat to look at her little girl between the seat backs. "We're going to meet my grandpa -- your great-grandpa. His name is Abner. He's very old. And he's dying."

Autumn nodded as she yawned.

"We're here to...help him."

"Are you going to use your magick to make him better?" Autumn asked, her interest growing. She was fascinated by her mother's work with old books and smelly herbs.

"No," Audrey said, shaking her head. "He's not going to get better. He's going to die tonight. We're here to help him...get to the other side."

"Other side of what?" Autumn asked.

"The other side of...life," Audrey replied, smiling weakly at her daughter. "To the afterlife."

"Where Tim and Melissa went?" Autumn asked.

Audrey's smile brightened.

"Maybe. Every culture has a different understanding of the afterlife and the deities that dwell there. Maybe it will be Hades who receives him. I'm not sure. It's not my job to know. It's just my job to..."

"To help," Autumn said, nodding. "Can I help you help?"

"I was hoping you would," Audrey replied, reaching out to touch her daughter's hand. "You're growing up into a wonderful little witch. That's why I didn't leave you with a babysitter tonight. I want you to see what I'm going to do... and to join in if you want."

Autumn smiled. "I'm ready!"

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Mother and daughter walked hand-in-hand down the stark hallway, lit by the blaring fluorescent lighting overhead. They came to the nurse's station in the middle of the hall.

"Doctor Richmond, please," Audrey said quietly, leaning over the counter to speak to the nurse on duty.

"And who are you?" the nurse asked.

The slightly older woman was overweight and overworked, and Audrey was on a tight schedule. This was no time to get stuck in a black hole of hospital paperwork and petty politics. She needed to cut through the woman's defenses and set her at ease.

"Your earrings are adorable," Audrey smiled, tilting her head. "Is that your birthstone?"

She reached over the counter to tuck the nurse's hair behind her ear. As her finger gently rubbed the stranger's temple, Audrey exhaled, pushing spiritual energy from her own reserve into the woman's skin. With the energy, she sent feelings of kindness, connectedness, and trust. Plus, she knew that in a place of death and pain, the simplicity of human touch worked wonders.

The nurse was taken aback. Her jaw dropped at this stranger's brazenness, but then her open mouth turned into a smile.

"My mother got these for me for my birthday," she replied, blushing.

"The green looks lovely with your skin," Audrey said, letting her fingers drop down behind the back of the nurse's ear to gently fondle her earlobe from behind. "You're lucky to be born in May. Emeralds really suit you. And these sparkle almost as much as your eyes."

"Oh!" the nurse chuckled, completely blushing at Audrey's filtration.

Even though the woman wasn't necessarily attractive, Audrey felt her pussy moisten from the interaction. She never minded providing what she called "sexual charity" for people like this -- the hard working folks that made the world turn. Plus, she always got a thrill using her seductive skills -- especially on those least likely to experience seduction from others.

"What's your name, Dear?" Audrey asked, unnecessarily, ignoring the name tag on the nurse's lapel.

"Judy," the woman smiled, warming to Audrey's charms completely. "Are you here to see family?"

Audrey shrugged, smiling. "I know it's well past visiting hours, but I couldn't get away until late, and Dr. Richmond is an old friend. He said I could slip in and see Grandpa tonight if I was quiet."

"That's no problem, Sweetie," Judy said. "Do you know what room your grandfather is in?"

Her augury had told her many things when she'd divined her grandfather's death: the moment of his departing, the level of his pain, the breadth of the smile on his face if she could do her part. It had not, however, told her the room number.

"I'm afraid not," Audrey cringed.

"No problem, Sugar," Judy said, lifting a book from under the counter. "What's his name?"

"Abner Beckley," Audrey said. "Are you sure it's no trouble?" She reached over the counter to put her hand on Judy's letting her soft touch warm the woman's skin as she looked over her glasses into the woman's eyes.

She saw the connection happen for Judy. Everything else had been building to this moment, but now the connection was complete. Judy was open. Judy was hers. Judy wanted her. This woman, who probably lived alone -- or with too many cats -- or with her mother -- had found a connection with another human being that made her tremble.

"Oh, of course it's no problem," Judy whispered, pulling her hand from under Audrey's out of embarrassment for the flush moving across her chest. She fiddled with the pages of the book, lost for a moment, trying to cover up the fact that she was too flustered to look up a name. Eventually her eyes focused.

"415," Judy whispered. "I'll take you there."

Audrey bit her lip and felt her belly quiver. She had not only opened Judy up with these advances. The sexual tension was palpable for her as well. She only hoped that she would be able to make good on it without throwing her night off schedule.

Judy came around the counter. When her eyes met Audrey's she blushed and looked down. She tucked her hair behind her ear as she looked at the floor and started down the hall. Audrey fell in line behind her, holding Autumn's hand.

"We don't usually let little ones in for visitation," Judy muttered, glancing over her shoulder at the mother and daughter. "But she's just as cute as you are; how could I say no?"

When they got to room 415, Judy opened the door slowly, peeking in at the man on the bed.

"I think he's asleep," Judy whispered, turning back to Audrey. "He..."

Her words were cut short as Audrey pushed her lips to Judy's. The nurse was rigid at first, taken aback, but she soon melted into the younger woman's kiss.

"Oh my," she gasped as Audrey pulled back. The look on her face made Audrey worry that she'd pressed too far.

"I'm sorry," Audrey said, "but...you're so good. You're a good woman, Judy, and I..."

Judy's eyes began to water.

"I could never tell my mom that I..." she glanced down the hall from left to right. They were completely alone, but such was the woman's fear. "...like girls."

"I don't have much time," Audrey said. "But you deserve to feel everything you've ever wanted. I can help you with that."

"Oh!" Judy said, sobering up and side stepping away. "You've..." she glanced up from the floor to look at Audrey. "You've helped me. You're the good one."

Audrey's libido was heightened from flirting with Judy, and though she knew she could use the energy with what she had planned, she felt connected with Judy and wanted to act on it now. She grabbed the nurse by her lapel and pushed her into her grandfather's room, pushing her up against the wall and pressing her mouth to Judy's.

"I want to touch you," Audrey whispered against Judy's mouth. She slid her hand down Judy's front, feeling the woman's flabby belly through her blouse. She found the elastic waistband of pants and pushed her hand inside.

"I don't even know your name," Judy murmured.

"I'm Audrey," she replied, sliding her fingers into the nurse's panties.

"Au-ahhhhh-dreeeey," she moaned as the witch's fingers pushed into her wet cunt lips.

"Have you ever been touched by a woman?" Audrey asked.

Judy shook her head no as she bit her lip.

"Your pussy is so warm, Judy."

Judy glanced over at Autumn who stood watching with her hands clasped in front of her.

"Your girl..." Judy protested weakly.

"She knows who I am and what I do," Audrey said, kissing Judy's neck. "Cum for me, Judy. I want to feel your pussy drench my fingers."

"Ohhhh," Judy whimpered. "Oh, Audrey. Oh fuck!"

Audrey smiled as she felt Judy's pussy moisten. She shoved another finger into the woman.

"Audrey!" Judy whimpered. "I'm....I'm....I'm going to..."

"Yes!" Audrey said, pushing her mouth to Judy's. "Cum for me you hot slut."

Autumn, feeling her own libido rising walked up to the women. She pushed her little hand between her mother and Judy. Audrey felt it and pulled back to give her girl room. She looked down to watch as her ten-year-old daughter pulled Judy's pants and panties lower.

"What?" Judy gasped, feeling the intrusion.

"Touch her, Baby," Audrey encouraged. "I bet your whole hand would fit inside her pussy."

Autumn smiled up at her mom as Audrey pulled her fingers free to make room for Autumn. She watched Autumn form her fingers into a duck shape as she'd seen her mom do and pushed them between the nurse's labia.

"Holy shit," Judy cursed, squirming at the sensation. "That's so wrong, but it..." She whimpered as she felt the child's hand wriggle in deeper. "...it feels sooooo...ung!"

"Fuck her, Baby," Autumn said, dropping to her knees next to her daughter. She pushed her fingers, wet with Judy's cream, between Autumn's lips.

"Uuunnnggh!" Judy cried out as Autumn fucked in and out of her pussy with her hand.

The girl giggled as she felt Judy cum, the gush of fluid and the clenching of her pussy, let her know that she'd succeeded in getting her there.

"You made her cum so hard," Audrey said, pulling Autumn's hand from Judy's cunt and bringing it to her own mouth to suck clean.

"Oh fuck," Judy moaned, her knees buckling.

"Did you like that?" Audrey asked, standing up and kissing Judy again. "She's never done that to anyone but me. She must really like you."

Judy was beside herself, not just from the orgasm, but from the shock of having been fisted by a child as well.

"She's...she's just a girl," Judy panted.

Just then the sound of a door opening in the hallway brought the women to their senses. Judy turned, pulling up her pants to see Dr. Richmond walk past.

"Oh, uh, Doctor," Judy said, wiping a sweaty lock from her forehead. "Uhm, this woman said you..."

"Oh, Audrey," the doctor said, walking right past Judy as she slipped out of the room to return to her desk. "I'm glad you made it. I..."

Audrey grabbed the man by his tie and pulled him in the room and shut the door.

"You can stop the pretense," Audrey said, realizing that she was running out of time. "Are you sure my family won't be coming by?"

"I told them that he was having procedures run all night," he replied.

"You're a good man," Audrey said.

"I didn't do this out of kindness," the doctor said, putting a hand on Audrey's shoulder and pushing her to her knees in front of him. She smiled, loving the feeling of how his desire made him yearn for her talents. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. "Now, keep your end of the bargain."

Audrey moaned as she opened her mouth and let the doctor pull her toward his semi-erect penis. It smelled of sweat and body odor, but she was grateful for the chance to make him feel pleasure.

It was quite a change from being the pursuer as she was with Judy to simply being used by the doctor, but she relished this role just as much as the last, licking the man's cock. He was old enough to be her dad, and that made it even more delicious.

"What the fuck?" the doctor asked, seeing Autumn for the first time. "I'm not into kids," he said. But by the way his dick twitched against her tongue, Audrey knew he was lying.

"I just want her to watch, is that okay? She needs to learn to be a slut like her mom."

Audrey took the man's cock into her mouth, feeling him throb to full erection as he looked down at her little girl. She moaned as he held the back of her head and started thrusting himself in and out of her mouth. Looking up, she could see that the doctor's eyes were fixed on her child.

"It's big," she heard Autumn say.

Audrey watched with his cock in her mouth as the doctor reached over and brushed Autumn's hair from her eyes.

"Are you a slut, little girl?" Doctor Richmond asked.

Autumn shrugged.

Audrey, sensing that Autumn once again was the answer to her need to speed things up, reached out and pulled her daughter closer. She took her mouth off of the doctor's cock and stroked him while she pulled Autumn to him.

"Touch his big cock, Autumn," Audrey purred. "Show Doctor Richmond that you're old enough to be a slut."

Autumn smiled as she reached up with both hands to grip the man's wet shaft.

"It's so hot and hard," Autumn said quietly as she looked up at him.

"How..." The doctor choked on the copious spit in his mouth and had to clear his throat before he continued. "How old is she?"

"Stroke his dick and tell the man," Audrey instructed.

"I'm ten," Autumn said, rubbing her hands together up and down his rigid member. "Will you put it in my mouth?"

The doctor practically growled as he put a hand on Autumn's head and pulled her toward his dick. She opened her mouth, never taking her eyes off his and offered herself to him.

"That's so good, Baby," Audrey purred in her ear, turned on at watching her newly deflowered daughter blossoming as a slut. "Do you want him to cum in your mouth? Do you want to drink his jizz?"

Autumn nodded with her lips stuffed with his shaft.

"Suck him and let him fuck your face, Sweetheart," Audrey told her.

Doctor Richmond, despite his earlier protest about not being into kids, needed no encouragement to start using the child the way he'd been using her mother.

"You're just a slut for him," Audrey purred, reaching up under Autumn's dress to feel her daughter's wet panties. She pulled the leg band aside and pushed her fingers into her daughter's wet cunt. "You're a dumb whore like your mother, aren't you?"

Autumn moaned around the cock that filled her mouth.

"Uuhh...I'm gonna cum," the doctor muttered.

"Fill her mouth. Make my baby girl eat your cum."

Autumn felt the cock twitch between her lips, and she closed her eyes in bliss, waiting for the sensation of his orgasm to fill her.

"FFFFFUUUUCK!" the doctor grunted, as he shot his jizz into the child.

Autumn flinched as the first blast hit the back of her throat, but she held steady as she'd watched her mom do hundreds of times. Her pussy ached and tingled around Audrey's fingers as she reveled in the satisfaction of knowing that she'd made a grown man cum.

"Take him, Autumn! You sweet, little bitch," Audrey gushed, feeling her own libido rise at watching her daughter suck this stranger.

The doctor held Autumn's angelic face and thrust into her mouth as freely as if it were a woman's cunt. The way he used the child's mouth without a care toward her made Audrey's own pussy gush with delight. She loved watching her daughter be used with abandon like a true slut. The man's dick must have hit the back of her throat because Autumn gagged and lurched forward a bit, but she never once let his cock free from her lips.

"Shit!" Doctor Richmond cried out as he pulled out of Autumn and shot his last few ropes onto her face as she held her gaze toward him with an open mouth, cupping the excessive pool of cum he'd left inside.

"Yes!" Audrey cried, watching Autumn take the last of his load on her face. She took ahold of Autumn and started hungrily licking the cum away, moaning in her lust as she tasted his slimy salt on her child's sweet skin.

"You're crazy," Doctor Richmond gasped as he tucked his deflating member back into his pants. "But you more than paid for what I did. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a ten dollar bill and handed it to Autumn who was gulping down his load. "Do you know what this makes you, kid?" he asked.

"Your whore," Autumn said, smiling and taking the money.

Audrey was in love with her daughter. She completely ignored the doctor as he left, she was so busy showering her child with kisses.

"Was I good, Mommy?" Autumn asked.

"You were amazing," Audrey said, rising and taking Autumn's hand and leading her over to her grandfather's bed. "But now the real reason we came."

The two stood by his bedside for a moment. Audrey looked up at the clock on the wall. It's ticking seemed to fill the room.

"What's wrong with him?" Autumn asked, standing on her tiptoes to look at the man's old, wrinkled face as he slept.

"I don't really know," Audrey replied. "But I know that he's going to die tonight. And we're here to help him."

"How?"

Audrey smiled, so pleased at her daughter's engagement.

"By being good witches," Audrey replied cryptically.

"Were we witches when we helped those other people?" Autumn asked.

"Yes," Audrey replied. "When we see into someone's soul and see their need and help them reach it. That's definitely being a good witch."

"I like being a witch," Autumn said.

"You come by it naturally," Audrey smiled.

"Are all witches sluts like us?" Autumn asked.

Audrey felt proud at her daughter's desire to be considered both a slut and a witch like her mother.

"No. This is our path. The path of pleasure."

"Like the Old Ways?" Autumn asked.

Audrey was proud of how much the girl had absorbed in their short time with the cult.

"The Old Ways is one of the paths of pleasure," Audrey replied. "But we're not alone. There are also lots of ways that are called the Old Ways, but the ones here in this region have to do with the priestess who can bring the gods and goddesses into our realm."

"I saw them when Tim fucked me. They were pretty. Their tits were like moonlight," Autumn said, beaming up at her mother, referring to Melissa's presence at her own deflowering.

"Melissa brought the goddesses to you. They felt your pain and pleasure. She has a talent that is rare and comes to her naturally. But she needs us to teach her the traditions that will enhance her talent."

Autumn nodded as though she had perfect understanding.

"What we're doing tonight for Grandpa is...serving as his psychopomps."

"What's that?"

"It's someone who guides the souls of the dead to the other side," Audrey explained.

"Is he already dead?" Autumn asked.

"No." Audrey lifted her daughter and set her on the edge of the bed. "Feel his chest? Feel his breath? We're going to bring him pleasure in his last breaths."

She glanced up at the clock. It was almost time.

"Audrey?" she heard his faint, frail voice mutter.

"Grandpa," Audrey said, leaning over his face and rubbing her fingers across his brow.

"I didn't know you were coming," he muttered.

"I'm here for you, Grandpa. You don't have much time, but I'm going to make what you have feel good."

Without pretense, Audrey slid her hands down her grandfather's body.

"Good?" he murmured.

"Yes," she said, pulling the sheet away and lifting his gown up to his waist to reveal his flaccid cock.

"I don't understand," he sighed weakly.

Audrey took his cock in her hand and began massaging it.

"I haven't had lead in my pencil for years," he said.

"Don't worry," Audrey said, leaning over and licking his limp cock with a moan.

As her saliva traced the length of his penis, he moaned, "Ohhhhh."

"Hi," she heard Autumn say and looked up to see her daughter waving down at the old man.

"And who are you, Child? " he asked.

"My name is Autumn. I'm your...uh... great-granddaughter."

"Hello," he said, reaching out and placing a hand on Autumn's bare leg where she sat on the edge of his bed. "You're pretty."

"Thanks," she replied, turning her knee toward him to make it easier for him to touch her. His fingers started tracing her skin lightly, and Autumn liked it.

"I don't understand what's happening," he sighed.

"We're going to help you die," Autumn whispered, nodding matter of factly.

"Is that so?" he asked with an amused smile. "I didn't know I needed help with that. I've been doing okay so far."

Autumn giggled.

"You look like Bessie," he murmured.

"That's my grandma's name," Autumn said with a smile.

"That was my little girl's name," he replied.

"I can be Bessie if you want," Autumn said, taking his hand and moving it to the inside of her thigh.

Audrey felt his cock stirring under her tongue, and she opened her mouth and took him in.

"Ohhhhhhhh," he sighed.

"Mommy's sucking your dick, Great-grandpa," Autumn said sweetly. "Do you want to touch my pussy? It's getting wet again."

Autumn pulled her panties aside and guided the old man's hand to her sopping wet twat. She helped him get two fingers into her, moaning and gasping at the sensation.

When Audrey planned to come here tonight, she had only expected her daughter to watch and learn, but the way she was asserting her own sexuality made Audrey not only proud but horny.

"Bessie?" the old man moaned. "I think it's autumn already, Bessie."

"He thinks you're his little girl," Audrey said quietly, taking her mouth off the thickening shaft and stroking it in her hand. "Give him what he wants. He wants his little girl."

"Daddy," Autumn said, catching on. "My pussy is so wet for you, Daddy."

"Oh, Bessie, I...I shouldn't touch you. It's so dirty, but I...I always wanted you...I...I love you, Bessie."

"Daddy, yes!" Autumn gasped.

Audrey heard the sincerity in her daughter's voice, and she knew that the old man's fingers were bringing her pleasure.

"Can I fuck him, Mommy?" Autumn pleaded quietly, turning to her mother. "I really want cock inside me."

"Of course," Audrey said, stepping away from her grandfather's erection to make room for her daughter. She was grateful for Tim having taken her daughter's virginity earlier tonight and showing her the pleasure a dick could bring inside her cunt.

"I need your cock in me, Daddy," Autumn whimpered as she straddled the old man's frail, thin body. She lifted her dress up over her head and watched the old man's eyes move over her mostly flat chest.

"What's happening?" he muttered.

Audrey took her place next to his head and realized that if Autumn was fulfilling the role of his child, she needed to fulfill the role of his wife.

"Our little girl is hungry for her daddy's cock," Audrey said, stroking his face. "She needs you to fuck her tight, little pussy, Hon."

"Fuck our...daughter? Our Bessie?" he asked.

"Oh yes, Abner!" Audrey cried. "She needs her daddy's cock in her."

"Please, Daddy," Autumn moaned, taking his shaft in hand and guiding it to her wet pussy. "I know I'm so tight, but I need it so bad."

Audrey watched as her daughter guided her own great-grandfather's erection to her cunt.

"It's so big, Daddy," Autumn moaned, so turned on that she was beside herself. "Fuck me with your big cock, Daddy!"

"Bessie!" he cried, feeling the child's moisture meet his own. "I always wanted you."

"You have me, Daddy," she moaned, and she started pushing down on him, groaning as he slowly filled her. "It feels so good!"

Audrey lifted her skirt and started rubbing herself as she watched her daughter rise up and sink down on the old man's shaft.

"Oh Bessie!" he cried.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" Autumn moaned, and Audrey wished that the girl really did have a dad of her own to give herself to. The sight of her tiny, young, supple body riding his decrepit, wrinkled husk was so incredibly erotic to Audrey.

"Fuck him hard," Audrey urged. "He's going to die with his dick inside the little girl he always wanted."

"He's going to die inside of me?" Autumn gasped. "Yes! I'm going to fuck him to death! Oh please cum in me before you die, Daddy!"

"Bessie!" he moaned, writhing under her. "I love you, Bessie! My pretty little...My...ungh!"

"Yes!" Autumn cried, feeling his cock throb in her as his ancient semen rose up into her pussy.

"He's cumming, Mommy!" she gasped in glee. "Daddy! Yes! Cum in my pussy! I love you so much!"

"Bessieeeee," he moaned.

Audrey's fingers fluttered in and out of her cunt as she watched the orgasm overtake her daughter's little body. Wisps of hair stuck to Autumn's young lips as she threw her head back in her ecstasy.

"Daddyyyy!!! I'm cumming on youuuuuuuu!"

Audrey squealed as she got closer. Finally she couldn't take any more. She climbed up onto the bed and lowered her pussy down onto her grandfather's mouth. His body wasn't moving. She knew she should feel his breath against her wet cunt lips, but she didn't.

"Is he...?" Autumn panted.

"I think so," Audrey said, beginning to rub her pussy on his lifeless mouth.

"I fucked my great-grandpa to death," Autumn sighed.

Audrey loved that her little girl was not the least bit grossed out at the fact that a man had died inside of her -- or that his dead cock was still inside of her. She looked at her daughter as she rubbed her cunt on his dead mouth.

But then she felt a small stirring as his head turned under her. His chin brushed against her clit, and she felt his tongue stretch up to taste her. The shock of it alone was enough to send her over the edge, but looking into her daughter's eyes as they both received their ecstasy from his dying body was perfect.

"OH! Grandpa!" Audrey cried as her pussy clamped down on the stiff tongue that pushed into her hole. Suddenly she was squirting, filling his mouth, his nostrils with her fluids.

Is this how he dies? she wondered. Drowning in his offspring's cum that he released with his tongue?

She collapsed over onto his chest as she came all over his face. She felt his mouth move, swallowing her juices. Then he stilled. She pressed her ear to his ribs, but the only heartbeat she could hear was her own hammering in her ears. Then one faint pulse reached her. She crawled down off of him and stood next to his head, leaning over him. Autumn lay down on his chest, hugging him with his cock still inside her.

"Thank yoo-oou," he breathed.

"I love you, Grandpa," Audrey panted, tears welling in her eyes.

With his last bit of energy, Abner Beckley's lips curled into a smile, and then he breathed his last.

Audrey looked over at Autumn who was resting her head on the chest that would rise no more.

"He's gone," Autumn whispered.

"Yeah."

"And we helped him?"

"Look at his face," Audrey said.

When Autumn raised her head up and saw the smile on his dead lips, she started crying. Audrey touched her daughter's face and kissed her.

"We helped him," Autumn sobbed.

"We did," Audrey sighed, holding Autumn's head to her breast. "He left this world feeling happier than he knew was possible."

Autumn sobbed against her mother's chest for a moment, and Audrey just held her. She knew the emotions of releasing someone from this world were powerful even under ordinary circumstances, but with the heightened state of sexuality added on, it was even more impacting.

"He's still hard inside me," Autumn said, finally.

"Do you want to get down, Sweetie?" Audrey asked.

"I..." Autumn gasped. "It feels so good. I...think I can cum again. I want...."

Audrey watched as her daughter started inching up and down on on him.

"This is so..." Autumn moaned. "Is it wrong? It seems so...crazy."

"I think he'd be happy to know that he could make a little girl cum even after he died," Audrey said, smiling down at Autumn as she fucked his corpse.

"Oo-ohhhhhhhhh," Autumn sighed, laying down on his chest, panting as her pussy clenched around his dead prick.

Audrey gave her a moment to let her orgasm subside, and then she helped Autumn get down off of the body. They pulled his gown down to cover his erection and then pulled the sheet back up over his body, leaving his head uncovered.

"Is he still here?" Autumn asked.

Audrey closed her eyes and opened her senses, but all she could feel was the coldness of the night.

"I don't feel him. Do you?" she asked her daughter.

Autumn shook her head no.

"Then he's probably on the other side."

Autumn sat down in a chair by the wall and looked at her hands in her lap.

"I wonder if I went to the Underworld with Tim if I would see him there."

Audrey squatted down in front of her daughter.

"We don't follow those who cross over," she instructed. "Not unless there's a very strong reason to. We have to just let Grandpa go. That's part of our job. We let him go, and others learn from us how to let him go."

"I didn't even know him, but..." Autumn's face contorted with emotional pain as tears ran down her cheeks. "...I miss him."

"I know, Baby," Audrey said. "We created a very powerful connection with him in those few minutes. Sex is so wonderful, but it's also very strong."

"Tell me about him," Autumn begged.

Audrey sat in the chair next to her daughter. She took Autumn's hands into her lap, and she started to recall every memory she had of Abner Beckley. They were sitting like that together when the Judy came in on her rounds. When she saw their tears, she knew.

---

Melissa held her hands pressed against her pussy as she ran back to the house. She could see a light glow on the horizon. Dawn was about to break. She set the bow and quiver down inside the open window, leaning them against the inside wall. Her limbs were trembling with the cold morning air.

"Melissa?" Tim roused groggily when the quiver slid over and fell to the floor with a rattle from the arrow shafts inside it.

He woke to see her naked and shivering outside his window.

"Get in here," he muttered, rising to reach through the window.

"I can't climb in. It will all fall out of me," she said through chattering teeth.

"What are you...?" Tim began, but he saw her hands pressed against her pussy.

"I'm full of Pan's cum," she explained.

Tim grabbed a blanket and crawled out the window, wrapping himself and the blanket around Melissa's cold body. She sighed as she felt his warmth envelop her. It felt so safe, so secure, so perfect. Eventually, her teeth stopped chattering, and she looked up at him to see him smiling down at her.

"So you had some fun tonight?" he asked.

"Artemis needed my help. She kept running from Pan. I shot arrows through her hands and feet to pin her to the ground. He raped her. He took me too. Oh, Tim, his cock was so brutal. It was incredible."

Tim sighed contentedly as he listened to her recounting.

"I want you to eat his cum, Sweetie," she said. "There's so much of it in me. I think I can probably feed the whole group."

"What are you going on about?" they heard from the next window over as Noreen threw up the sash. "Pan? Artemis?"

Tim laughed at his mom as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and tried to make sense of what she'd overheard.

"Round everyone up Noreen and have them come to the barn. Breakfast is on me this morning. Or in me, rather."

Tim let go of Melissa and wrapped the blanket around her alone, then he picked her up in his arms.

"We'll meet you there, Mom," he said, and he carried his lover away.

"It was magical," Melissa murmured against Tim's chest.

"So are you," he said, bending his neck down to kiss the top of her head.

In the barn, Tim laid her down on the same row of square bales where Jessica had been impregnated the night before. He unwrapped the blanket. Melissa spread her thighs and pulled his head between them.

"I want you to be the first one to taste him in me," she said.

Tim knelt before her in the hay on the barn floor and let Melissa pull his head to her sloppy cunt. It smelled strongly of something that made Tim think of goats living in a cave. It was powerful, but it wasn't unpleasant. Actually, the smell made him want -- even yearn -- to taste the cum in her. Melissa's lips were wet and creamy with the stuff, and Tim licked at them, greedily, moaning as he tasted the godscum.

"All this cum inside me is making my baby stir," Melissa murmured, raising her pussy to press against Tim's mouth.

"You didn't tell me you were pregnant," he said, sitting back on his haunches and wiping his mouth.

"I'm sorry we didn't get to talk about it yesterday," she said. "By the time we were alone, I was just so horny for you that we didn't actually do much talking."

Tim smiled and chuckled.

"It's my dad's," she said.

Tim looked up at her, and she couldn't quite make out the expression on his face.

"I'm happy for you," he said, but she could tell there was more he wasn't saying.

"What's wrong, Honey?" she asked, sitting up and reaching out to him.

Tim took her hands and got up. He sat down on the hay bale next to her.

"I just kind of figured, you know," he muttered. "After we were married and all..."

"I still want to have babies with you, Tim," Melissa said. "But I...I don't know...when Daddy was inside me, I was just overwhelmed with a desire to get pregnant from him. I..." She rubbed her forehead. "I think, maybe, that...in the Old Ways...a girl's first child was supposed to be her dad's. Or something. I don't know. At least I'm not sure."

Tim nodded.

"I'm not mad," he said, trying to reassure her. "Just..."

She held his hands in hers, waiting for him. She suspected what his emotions might be, but she knew he needed to find the words himself.

"Just...disappointed. Or, maybe jealous," he said, dropping his head.

She nodded. His feelings were legitimate. She might feel the same way if the situation were reversed.

"I'm probably not ready to be a dad yet, or anything, I just..."

"You're going to be a great dad," Melissa interrupted, pulling him to her and kissing him. "We're lucky that it hasn't been this tricky yet. But we're both fucking a lot of different people, and our feelings are bound to be hurt sometimes. And that's okay. But I don't want you to ever doubt my love for you."

Tim smiled, and although it was not a truly happy smile, he seemed to her at least to be contented.

"Maybe I can knock Jessica up instead," he said, jokingly.

She thought maybe he was trying to tease her, to get a rise out of her. It kind of made her proud of him, actually, that he was strong enough to push back playfully.

"Well..." Melissa said, uncertain how to break the news to him.

"What, is she pregnant, too? What was everyone doing yesterday?" he laughed.

"It was while you were with Audrey and Autumn," Melissa explained. "I should let her tell you the details, but...It was a family thing between her and her parents."

"So it sounds like the best way to become a dad is to already be one," he joked, but Melissa could see the tears brimming in his eyes.

"Tim..." she said, but he pulled his hands out of hers and stood up.

"People are coming. I'm going for a walk," he said, and he slipped out of the barn as his mother led the first supplicants in.

---

"Tim!" Jessica called, coming out of the house and finding him walking along the road by the mailbox. He looked up to see her running toward him, and he stopped.

The teenage girl threw her arms around him, clearly glad to see him. Despite his sadness, her infectious attention lifted his spirits as she peppered his face with kisses, almost knocking him down with her body as she slammed into him.

"I missed you last night," she panted, brushing the sandy blonde hair away from her freckled face.

"Yeah, after I fucked Audrey and Autumn, I spent the night with Melissa," he said.

"You're so lucky," she sigh, slipping her hand into his and walking with him down the lane. "They're all so pretty."

He wanted to be angry with her -- or at least to feel bad for himself, but having a teenage girl act so excited to see him made him feel so warm inside.

"I...I have something to tell you," she blurted. "And I don't want it to hurt your feelings, because I really like you. But I wanted you to be the first to know -- I mean first outside of the ones who were there."

Tim watched the confusion play over her face as she struggled to find the right way to tell him what he already knew. He felt like he should spare her the difficulty, but he himself wasn't sure how to say it either.

"I'm pregnant!" she spouted out.

Tim smiled as she looked up at him with fear on her face.

"I know," he said quietly. "Melissa told me this morning."

"Oh," she said a little defeatedly. "Well, and this is the really hard part to say..." she continued.

"I know that, too," he said. "It's your dad's."

"Yeah," she said, stopping and looking up at him.

"But also...Tim, I love you!"

Tim was taken aback. They had been sexually active with each other for such a short time, but the emotional impact of the past few days -- the things they'd seen and the places they'd been -- were enough to intensify anything. He was so astounded by her exclamation that he simply stood there with his mouth open, unable to respond.

"I...I really want to be your girlfriend. Like forever. And I know you're going to marry Melissa, and I'm going to have my dad's baby, but I..." She looked up at him with her big, brown eyes. "I don't want any of that to stop us from being boyfriend and girlfriend."

She closed her full, pouty lips and looked at him. Her eyes searched his, waiting for a reply, but he was at a loss for words.

"Tim, say something! Please!" she begged.

"I...I love you, too," he blurted. "I mean, it's crazy. I came out here because I was so sad that you and Melissa are already pregnant, and...And I don't know if I even want to be a dad yet, but I..." He looked at her as her sad mouth began to smile. "I know that I love you, Jessica."

She threw her arms around him.

"I was so jealous of you and Autumn," she said, sobbing into his neck as they held each other. "That's why Daddy bred me. To teach me a lesson."

"It's okay," he said, rubbing her back.

"I want to be good for you, Tim," she cried.

Tim held her out at arm's length.

"Melissa told me today that we're going to fuck a lot of people, and that it's going to get complicated. I think we just have to figure out how to deal with our jealousy and our emotions."

Jessica nodded as she rubbed her runny nose with her fingers.

"Maybe you should punish me," she said, looking up at him through her wet eyelashes. "I've been so bad. You could beat me. Or spit on me. Or pee on me. I'll do anything for you; I just want you to like me!"

"Oh, Jessica," he said, pulling her back to his chest. As her cheek pressed against his warm muscles, he sighed. "That kind of stuff is new to me, but...I'll try. For you."

She chuckled.

"That's kind of not the point," she said, amused. "I want to hurt in order to make you feel better. You can do anything you want to me. Just don't hurt my baby."

"Because it's your dad's?" he asked.

"Well, that," she said, shrugging, "and because it's part of my punishment too."

They were both quiet for a moment.

"I know I'm going to love it. And if it's a girl, I'm going to teach her to be a perfect slut for you."

Tim smiled. He reached up and wiped the tears from her cheeks. Her face was flush, warm under his hands. Then on a whim, he reared back and slapped her.

"Ow!" she cried, looking up at him in shock. Then she smiled. "Yes."

She reached down and unbuckled his pants, pulling his belt free. She put it in his hands and turned around and bent over, lifting her skirt up over her ass. Then she pulled her panties down to the middle of her thighs, exposing her bare ass to him completely.

Tim remembered how it felt to offer his body for Persephone's amusement when they were in the Underworld. In that moment, despite the intense pain, all he wanted was for her to be happy. He looked at Jessica's behind as she grabbed her own ankles and waited, and he understood that she wanted the same thing for him.

The first blow of the belt surprised him with how loud it was against her ass. She gasped, but she kept her posture. He struck her again, harder, and she sucked in air through her teeth. The third got very little reaction from her despite the redness growing on her ass cheeks. He found himself impressed at her resilience and determination but at the same time, longing for a reaction from her. When he hit her again, she stifled a squeal, and he felt his dick thicken in his pants. He hit her again and again, harder each time, watching her flinch, listening to her whimpers.

By the time they were interrupted by a car driving up the lane, Jessica's ass was bright red and forming thick welts from the belt, and Tim found that his frustration and anger were gone.

"She's about to collapse," he heard Audrey say as the mother and daughter approached him.

He looked up to see Audrey walk up to Jessica and lift the girl to a standing position. Tim was shocked to see the devastation on Jessica's face. It moved him to pity. He dropped the belt and rushed to hold her in his arms.

"D-d-did I do okay?" she muttered.

"Oh, Jessica," Tim gasped, pulling her to him and holding her tight. "You...you did great."

"Do y-y-you feel b-b-better now?" she asked weakly.

"Let's get her inside out of the breeze," Audrey suggested. "She's going to drop quickly. She needs to be warm."

Tim picked Jessica up in his arms and carried her to the couch. Seeing Autumn watching with quiet interest, he sent her to his bedroom to get a blanket. Audrey disappeared into the kitchen. When Autumn returned, Tim sat on the couch, pulling Jessica's head into his lap as he spread the blanket over her with Autumn's help.

In the kitchen, Audrey put a kettle on then came into the living room and squatted down next to the couch. She stroked Jessica's face, and the girl smiled. Then Audrey looked up at Tim who was in a kind of shock. With her hand on Jessica's cheeks, as soon as her eyes locked on Tim's, Audrey slipped off into that other place.

She saw Tim standing in a dark room. There was a spotlight on him. He was surrounded by a circle of things, although she couldn't make out what those things were. Audrey walked closer to Tim. She saw him turning around in place, facing the different things. Every time, each one he turned to turned away from him.

They were wombs. He was surrounded by disembodied uteri. And when they turned away from him, she could see that each uterus had a baby in it.

Audrey blinked, and she was looking into Tim's eyes again. She smiled, piecing everything together.

"You want to be a dad," she said.

Tim's eyes got big, but he nodded.

"I...I thought Melissa and I would...you know, when we got married..."

Audrey waited. She knew that if she gave him space, he would fill it with what she needed to learn and he needed to say.

"But her dad, uhm...Which I understand. I mean, that's a special thing. I get that, but..."

He cleared his throat.

"And so I naturally thought, well, what about Jessica, 'cause..." he looked down at her. Jessica looked up at him. "Because I love her, and...stuff, but..."

"Daddy knocked me up last night," Jessica said quietly, turning to Audrey. "Because I get jealous a lot, and I was jealous of you guys and Tim. So Mommy had him knock me up to teach me a lesson."

"So, Jessica offered to let me..." Tim said, reaching down to stroke Jessica's cheek.

"You guys are beautiful," Audrey said. "In your own stupid ways."

She stood up, smoothing out her skirt and then sat on the arm of the couch next to Tim.

"Let's handle this one thing at a time," Audrey said, looking down at Tim over her glasses. The impact of a sexy librarian staring him down was not lost on him. He was instantly both chagrined and aroused. "First of all, I think it's lovely that Jessica was offering her body to you. I could tell when I got there that you were having a good time hitting her."

Tim looked down, gulping, but Audrey lifted his chin and made him look at her.

"That's okay," she said. "That was the point, wasn't it? Jessica offered you her pain for your pleasure. It would be a shame if after beating her that your mood hadn't been lifted, right?"

Tim nodded.

"You just have to learn how to do it right. First of all, this part here -- keeping her warm and making her feel loved -- is important. It's called aftercare. She needs it because her body is in shock. But you need it because this is another expression of your love together."

"I never knew about pain until Persephone beat me," Tim said. "And I..." He looked down at Jessica. "I didn't tremble like this. What did I do wrong?" Tears welled in his eyes.

"It's okay, Baby," Audrey said putting a hand behind his head and running her fingers through his hair. "This world isn't like the Underworld. What happened there was magical. This was real. That's all. You just have to learn how to handle things like this in the physical world."

Tim looked up at Audrey. His chin was trembling.

"Help me," he muttered.

"Of course I will, Baby," she said. She lifted his face to her and leaned in and kissed his trembling mouth.

"You're not a monster," she told him. "You gave her exactly what she wanted. It's just that neither of you knew the consequences. Pain does amazing things to our bodies. We're so resilient. We can take a lot. But it affects us in ways we don't always expect."

Tim nodded, listening.

"Did you feel good, hitting her?" Audrey asked.

"Yes," Tim blurted, on the verge of tears.

"Good," Audrey sighed. "That's what she wanted. And I bet she doesn't want you hurting now. But even that part is okay because you're both learning. You're a good person, Tim. You have such a big heart. It deserves to be filled. But you also have a hard job. Being a priest means making sacrifices. Like giving up the bellies that you wish had your children in them."

He nodded.

"Trust the gods and goddesses, Tim," Audrey said. "They will help you when it's your time to be a dad. And they'll help you though this time of watching the women you love get pregnant with their fathers' babies."

He sighed, and she could see the relief begin to work its way into his face.

"Now, I'm going to make some hot cocoa," Audrey said, hearing the kettle hissing as it was about to whistle. "It will help you both. And Autumn and I will help you, too."

Audrey got up off the arm of the couch and went into the kitchen. Autumn followed her. When they returned, each carrying two mugs of hot cocoa, they saw Tim holding Jessica in his lap. They were kissing, and the blanket was wrapped around them both.

"I'm so sorry, Tim," Jessica was panting, as she stroked his face.

"Me too," he replied, pulling her mouth back to his.

"That's good," Audrey said, setting the mugs down on the coffee table. "Touching, kissing, even nice slow fucking are all good ways to help you two return to normal emotions."

Audrey sat down on the couch next to them and snuggled in close. Autumn climbed up in her lap. Jessica threw the blanket over them as well.

"You're a lucky man, Tim," Audrey said, leaning her head on his shoulder, "having so many beautiful women in your life that you get to fuck. Your job is not going to be easy. But I trust that Goddess made the right decision when she called you to this role."

Tim kissed the top of Audrey's head.

"We're lucky to have you," he said. "Goddess made the right decision putting us in each other's path."

"Hmmmmm," Audrey smiled.

She reached into his lap and found his cock. It was starting to swell, but it was trapped in his pants.

"I love your dick," she said looking up at him. "And you're good at how you use it. Can I watch you fuck Jessica with it?"

Tim swelled under the pressure of her hand and at her sensual words.

Audrey didn't wait for him to reply. She started unzipping his pants. He didn't have a belt on. It had been left in the yard, so she unbuttoned them as well and pulled them open to free his cock.

"You can watch me fuck him if I can watch you and Autumn suck him first," Jessica suggested.

Audrey smiled. With Tim's hot, erect cock in one hand, she pushed her daughter's face toward his crotch with the other. Autumn opened her mouth and took as much as she could.

"She's really pretty," Jessica said, looking up to meet Audrey's eyes. "Like you."

"You're sweet," Audrey replied. "I think you're really pretty too."

Jessica shook her head.

"I'm too much of a greedy bitch," she said. "But I want to get better."

"I bet you're already getting better," Audrey said, leaning in toward Jessica's mouth. "One of the best things for straightening out a greedy bitch is to knock up her cunt and then beat her ass."

Jessica smiled. Audrey kissed her. She could feel her daughter's head bobbing up and down on Tim's cock. She loved how different all their ages were, that she was getting to be sexual with her ten year old daughter and a couple of teen agers.

"Oh fuck, Autumn," Tim moaned.

Jessica and Audrey broke their kiss and smiled at each other, hearing how time was moved by the little girl's mouth.

"I won't ever get jealous of you two with my boyfriend again," Jessica said.

"If you do, I'll enjoy watching him beat your ass and make you cry," Audrey replied, leaning in to kiss her again.

"Fuck this is hot," Tim groaned.

Audrey reached down and pulled Autumn off of Tim's cock by her hair. The little girl sat there with her mouth open, looking up at Tim. It was clear that she wanted more.

"You're good at that, Autumn," he panted, and it made her smile.

"Raise up," Audrey told Jessica, taking Tim's dick in her hand. She guided it to Jessica's pussy, rubbing it up and down her slit a couple times before holding it steady as Jessica pressed down. Audrey felt the vibrations through Tim's cock as his head pushed past Jessica's tight hole. Then she pulled her hand away and watched it disappear into the girl's cunt.

"It's okay to fuck you while you're pregnant, right?" Tim asked.

Jessica shrugged, but she didn't hesitate to start rising up and dropping down again, fucking herself on his pole.

"It's okay. I promise," Audrey told them. "You can't hurt the baby that way."

"Even if we fuck really hard?" Jessica asked.

"Even if," Audrey replied.

"Good. I like it hard," Jessica said, turning to Tim and kissing him while she rose up and down on his shaft.

Audrey and Autumn watched for a while. When Tim and Jessica seemed kind of lost in each other, she felt like her work here was done.

"Let's go find Melissa," Audrey whispered to her daughter.

"She's in the barn," Tim grunted. "Her pussy is full of Pan's cum. She's feeding it to everyone. You should get some. It tastes so wild and sexy.

Audrey had no response to that. Knowing what she knew about Melissa already, she had no doubt that it was actually the cum of the god Pan inside of her. She slid Autumn off her lap, took her daughter by the hand and led her out as the sound of Jessica's ass hitting Tim's thighs got louder and louder in the living room.

---

Audrey and Autumn walked into the barn to see Melissa on her back, her legs spread wide as an older man had his face buried in her cunt. There was a line of people waiting to eat their priestess's pussy. Other people were milling about. Most of them were fucking. She saw families having sex together: moms on their knees in front of their sons, girls bent over for their fathers. Then she saw Tim's mom Noreen over by a table against the wall with a camp stove set up, cooking breakfast for others who had probably already eaten the godscum and had their fun.

As she surveyed the room, a man walked in behind her.

"Excuse me, can you tell me where Melissa is?" he asked.

Audrey turned to see an older, round-bellied police officer in uniform. The name badge on his chest read "Webb". At first she was taken aback. Her heart beat faster at the worry that they were all going to be arrested. But the man's eyes were more full of worry than predation, so she relaxed. He wasn't here to arrest. He was here to help.

"Follow the line," Audrey said, gesturing.

"Oh my gods," the man uttered when he saw Melissa writhing on her back. "That's fucking hot. What's going on?"

"Tim said her pussy is full of Pan's cum and that she's feeding it to everyone," Audrey explained.

"Holy fuck," the officer cursed.

His eyes went from Melissa to the woman he was talking to.

"You're not from around here, are you?" he asked. "Henry Webb. You can call me Hank," he said, offering his hand.

"I'm Audrey," she said, taking his hand, "and this is my little girl, Autumn."

"Charmed," Hank said, lifting Audrey's knuckles to his lips. She felt his mustache tickle her, and she smiled.

"Are you a...follower of the Old Ways, Hank?" she asked.

"My mom was," he replied. "I wasn't at the the church the night everything happened. But I met Melissa yesterday when she came to see about the fire. I've been looking for her husband."

"Any luck?" Audrey asked.

Hank shook his head.

"Talk to Melissa...when you can," Audrey said, gesturing to the line. "But if you need help, Hank, I'd like to offer my assistance."

Henry looked Audrey up and down.

"No offense, Dear," he replied. "But what are you, a school teacher?"

"Librarian," she answered with a smile. "And a witch."

"Really?" he asked, his eyes brightening.

"I can't always See," she said, and the way she said the word made him realized that she wasn't talking about ordinary sight. "But sometimes sex enhances magic."

She lifted his left hand in hers.

"You're married. That's too bad. I was hoping to fuck you to aid in the sight."

"Oh, well," Hank shrugged with a smile. "I wouldn't let a little thing like my vows stop you."

"Is your wife an adherent to the Old Ways?" Audrey asked.

"My wife is an upstanding member of Greg Thompson's church. And a cold-hearted bitch. I was cheating on her long before the Old Ways returned."

Audrey smiled.

"In that case," she leaned in and kissed Hank. "If you need my services, don't hesitate."

Hank put an arm around Audrey's waist and pulled her body to his. She sighed at the sensation of feeling so helpless against his strength and size.

"Oh, I won't," he said, and he kissed her back. "Now if you'll excuse me, little lady, I see Noreen over there, and I promised to rough her up a little when I got in this morning."

Audrey bit her lip as she watched Hank make his way over to Noreen. She always liked it when men let their sexual urges drive their decisions. She was sure that fucking Hank was going to be a pleasurable experience.

The line to Melissa's cunt had dwindled a bit, so Audrey and Autumn fell in. They were behind an older woman who introduced herself as Tim's aunt Celia. She was positively bubbly at the prospect of eating from her young priestess's cunt. And she regarded Audrey as a celebrity from her involvement in inducting Melissa's father into the cult.

"You were wonderful," Celia said. "I loved what you said about the 'holy fuck'. That was so brilliant. I bet you're a smart girl. Melissa is lucky to have you. And who is this beauty?" she asked, looking down at Autumn.

"My name is Autumn. I'm a witch like my mother," she replied.

Audrey was taken aback. It was so unlike Autumn to be talkative with a stranger. But she felt proud all the same.

"I'm sure you are," Celia replied. "You favor your mom. I bet you're a sex pistol, too, aren't you?"

Autumn nodded. "I fucked my great-granddad last night until he died. His cock was still inside me when he passed."

"Oh my," Celia gasped. "That's real witchcraft. I remember my grandmother saying such things."

Celia reached out a shaky, liver-spotted hand to Autumn who took it.

"I'm grateful to meet you, Autumn," Celia said. "Witchcraft is something that has been sorely missing in our community. When I go, I hope I have someone like you to make my last moments on earth a pure bliss. Your great-granddad was lucky."

Audrey was speechless watching her daughter interact with the old woman.

"He came in me," Autumn said. "Part of me wishes I could get pregnant with his baby."

"Oh wouldn't that be a wonder!" Celia said. "For his last energy in this world to be spent making a new life. And in his own descendant. I used to fuck my daddy, but he was a hard man. He never got me pregnant. But I used to imagine it a lot. I never had a child. I bet you'd be a great mother, just like your mom is."

"I like you," Autumn told Celia.

"Well, the feeling is mutual, Sweetheart," Celia replied.

By this time, the line had moved up, and Celia was next to eat from Melissa's pussy. The swell in the priestess's belly had gone down considerably. She was covered in a sheen of sweat from cumming over and over as her supplicants ate from her cunt.

Celia lowered her mouth to the young woman's pussy and moaned in delight as Melissa squeezed out a glob of still-hot cum from inside. Celia felt the power of it immediately as she drank down the musky slime. Her pussy tingled, the nipples on her sagging tits hardened. She immediately put her mouth over Melissa's clitoris and started sucking and licking, filled with an intense desire to make her priestess cum.

Audrey watched the fervor burn in the old woman and was amazed. Melissa was lost in bliss. She was like a queen bee, enslaved to her role, stuck in the throes of rolling ecstasy in order to feed divine ambrosia to her supplicants.

The image of a bee stuck in Audrey's mind. She felt bothered, like there was something she was forgetting. Then it came to her: the prophecy that she had given Melissa when she met her at her home:

The moon and the bees
The archer in the trees
On her back and on her knees
She is the goddess that all will please

Lying on her back, feeding her people from her holy chalice, receiving pleasure from each of them, Melissa seemed to be living up to what Audrey foretold.

When Celia finally raised her mouth from Melissa's cunt, she looked back at Autumn. "I need to find a cock to fuck," she said. "I feel so young and hot.

The mother and daughter watched Celia as she found the first male she came to and led him to a stack of hay in the corner of the barn where several others were doing the same thing. The fellow she found was a young man in his 20s whose wife merely giggled at Celia's lust and watched as her young husband started taking his pleasure in Celia's cunt.

"Audrey, Autumn," they heard Melissa pant. "Eat, please. You need to taste what Pan left inside me. It's so...powerful."

Audrey pushed her daughter down and watched as Autumn licked the fresh glob of cum Melissa squeezed out. It had the same effect on her that it had had on Celia.

"How many times have you cum?" Audrey asked, watching Melissa's libido rise at the touch of Autumn's skilled tongue.

"I lost count a long time ago," Melissa panted. "It's so good. I can feel its power. Pan is all about life. It made arrow shafts turn into trees."

"That's amazing," Audrey remarked. "It quickens the dead?"

"If you want to get pregnant, I suggest putting some inside yourself. Or have the man you want to fuck stick his cock in me first. It sharpens the libido when you taste it, but the real power comes from having it in you and on you."

Audrey smiled as she watched her daughter eat out their priestess.

"Do you want to get pregnant, Autumn?" she asked.

Autumn looked up at her mother with hungry eyes.

"Yes!" she cried.

"You have both grandpa's and Tim's cum inside you. Even though you haven't had your first period yet, this might bring your womb to life. What do you say?"

"Oh, Mommy!" Autumn gasped. "I want it so bad. My pussy is burning up with lust. I know my body was made for making babies. Please!"

"Take some on your fingers and shove it inside of her," Melissa instructed.

Audrey pushed two slender digits between Melissa's sloppy labia. She immediately felt the warmth of the cum inside.

"It's so hot," she remarked.

Autumn watched her mother's fingers come out, covered in thick, white slime, and she clapped and squealed with glee.

"Lie down, let me shove it in you," Audrey said.

Autumn wasted no time in throwing herself to the barn floor, raising her skirt and spreading her legs wide. She held her labia open with her hands, exposing her tiny, pink pussy to her mom.

Audrey rubbed a little right on the entrance to Autumn's vagina, smearing it up and down her pinkness, encircling the girl's clit. Then she drove her fingers into her daughter, fucking the godscum into her.

"Aaauuughghhhhh!" Autumn cried out at the sensation of the cum inside of her. "It burns so goooooood!"

Audrey fingered Autumn over and over, loving how her daughter writhed under her touch. She kept it up until Autumn had an explosive orgasm, almost doubling over as the pleasure ripped through her body.

Once Autumn was finished, Audrey turned back to Melissa who pulled her face right down to her cunt.

"Eat me, Darling," Melissa moaned. "I love you so much, Audrey! Your wisdom, your goodness, your power is a service to my people. Eat and feel Pan's lust burning inside your belly.

Audrey wasn't prepared for the intensity of the effect the godscum had on her. She had done drugs a few times in college, but this was something much more visceral. Her belly tightened. Her mouth felt wanton, like it needed to lick or suck in order to be satisfied. The rush of her libido was so incredible.

"Feel it," Melissa gasped.

Then Audrey smelled Melissa's own musk under the scent of Pan's cum, and she realized why everyone immediately started licking her clit: she had to! Making Melissa cum became a physical need for Audrey. She hungered for Melissa's juices. She yearned to feel Melissa squirm. She felt like her life was meaningless unless she could hear Melissa moaning under her.

"Oh fuck!" Melissa cried. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

As pussy juice flooded from Melissa's hole, Audrey lapped it up. Then she looked up at Melissa.

"It's incredible!" she panted.

"Go, Darling," Melissa urged. "Find someone to fuck. Let your desires be fulfilled."

Melissa saw Officer Webb talking with Noreen. She wanted him. She wanted him anyway, but with Pan's cum in her belly, she yearned for him. But seeing Noreen, gave her another thought. She shoved her fingers deep into Melissa again.

"Yes! Take!" Melissa moaned.

The next minute, Audrey was kneeling before Tim's mother. Noreen and Hank watched as the sexy witch dropped to her knees, lifted Noreen's skirt and shoved her fingers up her cunt.

"Oh!" Noreen cried, feeling Pan's cum burning her from within. "Oh, shit! That feels good!"

"Go find your son," Audrey said, rising. "He needs his Mommy's pussy."

Noreen nodded and ran out of the barn.

"Well, if you wanted to get me alone, all you had to do was ask," Hank joked.

"Shut up and fuck me," Audrey cried out, lying back on the floor of the barn. She lifted her skirt, pulled her panties off and threw them aside.

Hank didn't hesitate. He took off his gunbelt and hung it on a nail in the wall of the barn. Then he dropped his pants and climbed on top of Audrey. She reached up and offered her cum-smeared fingers to him, pushing them between his lips. When the godscum took effect, she could see it in his eyes.

"I want it hard, Hank!" she moaned, and when she heard him growl and felt his cock shove into her, she arched her back and let herself sink into the feeling of his lust.

By the time his mouth was on hers, Audrey was barely sober enough to register the feeling of his mustache on her lip. She was slipping away.

She saw Autumn in her mind's eye, squirming on the floor. Man after man came to her, wanting to fuck her, but Autumn wouldn't let them inside her cunt. She took them each in her mouth, giving incredible pleasure to each of them and hungrily drinking down the protein of their cum. Looking deeper into her mind's eye, Audrey saw why. Autumn's womb was alive. An egg was crossing the chasm from her ovary to her Fallopian tube, Now it was descending the tube, ready to drop into the cum that awaited it. She could see the difference between Tim's and Abner's cum inside Autumn. Both were there, waiting for the egg. It dropped into the mess, and Audrey watched in her vision as her grandfather's sperm penetrated the egg.

"Yes!" Autumn and Audrey both cried out together.

She wondered if Autumn could feel her magic right now. But she had work to do. There would be time to mother her young witch later.

She turned her attention to Noreen. She saw Jessica watching as Noreen crawled into her son's lap. He felt the heat of Pan's cum as his cock entered his mother.

"Fuck me, Timmy!" Noreen cried. "I want to feel your cum inside me!"

A deeper look revealed that Noreen's body was releasing an egg as well. She wanted to stay and watch Tim's desire come true, but she felt pulled, tickled, fucked.

Hank.

His mouth was on her. She loved how greedy he was. He mounted her body as if it existed for his pleasure.

"Yes!" she cried.

She wondered if the police officer might impregnate her right now. She wanted to turn her eyes inward to see her own biology, but she felt Hank's biology overriding her. She reached up and ran her fingers through his thinning hair. Her fingers didn't stop there, they seemed to push through his skull, into his mind. She saw an older woman dressed for church. Then she saw a girl, a teenager. The name Bethany came to mind. She could see the girl was the child of Hank and the christian woman. Audrey had never had this much freedom in her visions before. It was like she could jump any direction she chose, and her connection with Hank right now told her that this girl was the most important thing in his life.

She watched Bethany -- Betty, as Hank's mind told her -- as she moved about her world. She watched as Hank checked in on her, a protective father, checking on his girl. Then she saw Betty at school, measuring the boys around her, and she realized that the standard Betty used was her own father.

She saw through Betty's eyes as she watched her father go about his business. It was pride. It was love. But in the quiet moments alone in her bedroom at night, there was also lust. Dirty, yearning lust. She would never be able to love a guy her age unless he measured up to the man that made her happiest in this world.

Then there was a new nagging as her fingers probed Henry Webb's mind. Betty was his love, but something else was his concern. It had to do with Melissa. Wait! This was the whole reason she started searching...searching for...

She saw darkness. No, just a hint of light. A line. A crack. A crack under a door. It illuminated the concrete floor for a few inches. She heard echoey sounds. Men talking. Water dripping. She smelled mildew.

The door opened and light flooded in. It hurt her eyes, but other parts of her hurt as well: her shoulders, her wrists, her...asshole. Once her eyes adjusted, she saw a man standing in the doorway. He was short. He was angry. He wasn't alone.

"Are you ready to reap some more destruction, Brother Kevin?" the voice asked.

"Go fuck yourself," Audrey said. But she wasn't Audrey. She was...Kevin.

"You're the one that went and fucked yourself," the voice replied. "You fucked yourself up good, marrying that whore. That whore that consorts with demons. But I know you, Kevin. You're a man of God. She's worthless, but you can be cleansed.

"Whoever sows to please their flesh, from the flesh will reap destruction; whoever sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life. Galatians 6:8.

"You sowed to please your flesh, Brother Kevin. You married a whore and consorted with a harlot. I know what that's like. Anyone can make that mistake.

"For the lips of an immoral woman are as sweet as honey, and her mouth is smoother than oil. But in the end she is as bitter as poison, as dangerous as a double-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps lead straight to the grave. For she cares nothing about the path to life. She staggers down a crooked trail and doesn't realize it. Proverbs 5:3-6

"We both made that mistake, marrying an immoral woman. But we have the chance to be cleansed. Just like John's first epistle says, If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.

"Are you ready to be cleansed, Brother Kevin? Are you ready to be purified of your unrighteousness?"

Audrey watched through Kevin's eyes as Pastor Greg Thompson unbuckled his pants. She watched the man take out his penis, already semi-erect, and shake it threateningly at her -- at Kevin.

"You think you can purify my with that tiny thing, Greg?" Kevin spat, laughing.

As her mouth cracked into a smile, Audrey could feel the cut on Kevin's lip and the bruise on his cheek.

"A cock that small is just a tease, really," Kevin chuckled. "I ought to know. It's no bigger than mine, and Stacey always said mine just tickled in her ass."

The rage on Greg Thompson's face was unmistakable, even in the poor light. So was the sight of the hand coming down on Kevin's face. Audrey saw stars and then only blackness. She felt her body turned by many hands. She felt Kevin placed face-down, the concrete pressing against her cheek. Then there was the burning, stretching sensation of her ass being ripped open and the sound of several men laughing. She heard herself screaming.

No, that wasn't right. It should be Kevin's voice screaming, not her own. But it was her own, and the screaming was not from pain, it was...

Audrey opened her eyes to see Hank Webb on top of her, fucking her. She felt her body exploding around the police officer's thrusts. She looked up at the benign face of this kind, overweight, but greedy man looking down on her with Pan's lust upon himself. She felt so much love for him. Her body was singing out with the pleasure he was giving her.

"YES!" she cried, holding Hank's head. "I love you, Hank! Fuck me harder! Fuck me like you want to fuck Betty!"

Hank's eyes had been squinted shut as he neared his climax, but at his daughter's name, they flew open, and then he came. His pelvis slammed into hers. His belly pressed her down. Audrey felt the power of his body crashing into her over and over -- the heat, the sweat, the weight.

"I love you, Daddy," she mewled, seeing the seventeen-year-old in her mind's eye the last time he kissed her goodbye before school.

Hank's body trembled, and then he collapsed on top of her, pinning Audrey down. She ran her fingers through his hair and held him as he panted.

"You made me cum so hard it brought me out of the most intense vision of my life," she whispered once she caught her breath.

"You saw Betty?" he panted.

"She's so beautiful. She really loves you," Audrey smiled.

"I...I just wish she...the Old Ways..." he said, gasping for breath.

"I'll help you, Hank," Audrey promised.

"I love you, witch," he said.

"You're a good man," she replied, lifting his head from her shoulder and bringing his mouth to her own. "And I found him."

Hank looked into Audrey's eyes.

"What did you see?" he asked, searching her eyes, glancing back and forth, trying to understand how she could know everything she seem to know.

"He's in a basement, tied up, fucked in the ass by a man named Greg."

"Greg Thompson," Hank said, climbing off of Audrey.

At that name, some people came to gather around where Audrey and Hank lay on the floor.

"You saw my husband?" a woman asked.

Audrey got up, straightening her skirt. The orgy had subsided somewhat. Melissa was talking with a man and woman and a little girl. As she heard Francine Thompson's frantic voice, Melissa came over.

"I had a vision," Audrey explained as everyone gathered around.

Autumn slipped her hand into her mother's. She felt fresh energy pour into herself from her daughter, and she breathed a sigh. Then she recounted what she saw in the basement.

"No!" Francine cried, throwing herself into the arms of the man behind her.

Audrey looked up to see Melissa's father, Arthur, holding Francine with one arm. Her little girl, Kallie, was hanging on to Arthur's other hand.

"He's alive," Melissa muttered. "Hank, what do we do?"

Officer Webb cleared his throat.

"We know that he's being held hostage, but we don't know where yet. It's enough that we know that he's still alive."

"He's being tortured," Melissa said coldly.

Hank nodded. "I'm sorry. Unless one of you has magic that will show us where to look...I can't get a warrant to search every basement in town based on the orgasmic vision of a witch," he said. Then he turned to Audrey and added, "No offense."

"We'll keep looking," Audrey said to Melissa. "Goddess will help us find him. She's making him strong."

"What Goddess?" Melissa spat at Audrey, her face full of anger. "Hades wouldn't help! Hecate could only lead us to Hades! Artemis is busy learning how to fuck."

Melissa burst into tears and covered her face. She crumpled to her knees, sobbing. The people, so used to her strength and leadership, just watched as she collapsed before them.

It was Autumn who stepped up and put a hand on Melissa's shoulder.

"We just have to find the right one," the ten-year-old said with a smile. "There are so many goddesses. Surely one of them can help us."

Melissa's sobbing stopped. She looked up at the child and smiled through her tears.

"You're right, Autumn," she said. "The problem is that I know so few of them."

"So," Autumn shrugged. "You just need a librarian."

Everyone chuckled nervously at the innocence of Autumn's statement, but Melissa just looked up at Audrey.

"Help me?" she pleaded.

Audrey reached down and took Melissa's hands and lifted her to her feet.

"We'll go tonight. After the library is closed. Get some rest, you..." Audrey looked down at Melissa's pussy, red from all of the people feasting from it. "...you've had quite a night."

"I can't wait," Melissa whimpered. "Kevin..."

"Is strong," Audrey interrupted. "Yes, they're beating him and raping him. But they're not breaking him. You would be proud."

---

Audrey helped Melissa back to the house. When they came in, they found Noreen, Tim, and Jessica sitting in the living room, talking happily. At the sight of Melissa's tired body, Tim jumped up to help.

"She needs a bath and a meal," Audrey said.

Jessica ran to the bathroom and started the hot water running. Noreen went to the kitchen to prepare some food. Tim took Melissa by the hand and led her to the bathroom.

Audrey joined Noreen in the kitchen.

"Do you have any lavender or chamomile," Audrey asked.

"Uh, I don't," Noreen said, looking up from the fridge. "But my sister Celia has herbs in her garden. What do you need them for?"

"For Melissa, for her bath."

Noreen stuck her head out the back door and called to Celia. Audrey could see the older woman running across the field to the neighboring house.

"She'll be back directly," Noreen said to Audrey with a smile. "Is this some kind of witch's brew?"

Audrey laughed.

"Well, yes," she said with a smile. "I'm brewing tea. And the lavender will make the bath more calming. Sometimes the most powerful witchcraft comes from the simplest of sources."

Noreen smiled.

Audrey watched the older woman work. She remembered her vision and wondered if Noreen yet knew.

"You're staring at me something hard," Noreen said as she put a sandwich together from leftover cold meats. "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Your morning sickness is going to be difficult," Audrey replied. "You should get some ginger. Fresh is best. But that's the only trouble I can foresee right now."

"Morning sickness? Well, you must be off your rocker! I haven't...I mean, I can't...You see, the hot flashes..."

Noreen stopped what she was doing and looked at Audrey in shock.

"Godscum has amazing properties. You must have felt it when I shoved my fingers into you," Audrey said.

"And you sent me to go fuck my son," Noreen replied.

"He wants so badly to be a father."

Noreen put her hands over her womb.

"Can it be?"

"It can," Audrey replied.

"I'm going to be a mother? And a grandma?!"

Noreen burst out laughing, and she threw her arms around Audrey.

"Thank you!" Noreen cried out. "Ever since we started fucking, I fantasized about what it could have been like if I could give him a child. But I just assumed that my time was gone."

"The gods have seen fit to give your womb another chance."

"Oh, thank you, Audrey!" Noreen said, her eyes brimming with tears.

"I merely saw the opportunity. Thank Pan. Thank Melissa for bringing his cum. Thank Artemis for letting herself be hunted."

"I'm thanking you for looking after me and my son," Noreen said.

She pulled Audrey's face to her own, and she kissed the younger woman. Audrey melted into it, loving the motherliness and the passion in Noreen's wrinkled lips.

"What about you?" Noreen asked, breaking their kiss. "Did Pan's seed help anything take root in your belly?"

Audrey had been so absorbed in everyone else's reproductive systems that she hadn't had time to look to her own. The vision power of Pan's cum had worn off, but she looked inside of herself all the same.

"I wouldn't mind if Hank's seed were growing in me," she said.

"Mmmmm, I know what you mean," Noreen replied. "There's just something about a man in uniform. And he's certainly the kind of guy who knows what he wants and takes it. He's been repressed for too long not to, I suppose."

"You and Hank, then?" Audrey asked.

"Oh, pshaw," Noreen replied. "He worked me over while the kids went to see Hades. I don't think he fancies me or anything. He just knows that I'm the kind of slut he can be rough with. Although if he left that stuck-up wife of his, I'd be throwing myself at his feet."

Audrey and Noreen giggled together at their lust for the same man.

"What about you? Is Autumn's father still in your life?"

"I was raped at college," Audrey said.

"Oh, Honey, I'm so sorry."

"No, don't be," Audrey said, brushing it off. "I think it was one of my professors. I...actually really enjoyed the experience. He was so forceful, so rough. He could have never been that way outside of that context. I tried hitting on him once I felt certain who it was, but his daytime persona was too shy."

"But you kept the baby," Noreen said.

"Yes. It was weird, being in his class as my belly grew. It kind of added to the thrill, knowing that he was watching his child grow in my belly. It was kind of humiliating in a thrilling way. Everyone in my class knew, of course, that I had been raped. It was a small school. But nobody talked about it, and nobody knew it was him."

"Mercy," Noreen gasped.

"I was just 18, a freshman. I had to take a little time off to have Autumn. But I didn't let that stop me from finishing school. My mom helped me raise her. And I've found that I can usually schedule my life around hers if I'm willing to suck a little dick or eat a little pussy. And, of course, I'm always willing."

"Aren't you just the industrious little slut?" Noreen joked.

"Thank you," Audrey replied at the compliment. "I think Autumn's going to follow in my footsteps."

"She's a beauty," Noreen said. "So quiet, but so thoughtful."

"She fucked her great-grandfather last night," Audrey said. "I haven't told anyone here yet, but that's why we had to leave last night. I saw in a vision that he was going to die, and I wanted to be there with him, to comfort him with pleasure as he passed."

"Oh my," Noreen replied.

"I took her with me, thinking only that she would watch me suck off an old man, but she climbed on top of him and took his ancient cock into her pussy and fucked him."

"Holy Goddess!" Noreen breathed.

"I think his seed is growing in her now."

"She's only ten!"

"Yes, but she's a complete slut who knows how to use her body to serve the Goddess. And she'll never probably have the opportunity to fuck the man that put her inside of me. Plus my father and mother are...well, while they love her, they are not like us. So...I'm so grateful that she had the opportunity to offer her womb to a family member. She's going to be amazing mother."

"As are you," Noreen said, peering into Audrey's eyes.

Celia came running in the back door with a couple of jars: one with dried lavender, and the other with dried chamomile. Audrey took them, thanking Celia with a prolonged kiss, and she disappeared into the bathroom.

"I like that witch girl," Celia said, her lips tingling.

"You and me both, Sister," Noreen replied.

---

Melissa relaxed in a bathtub full of lavender and chamomile tea. Jessica washed the woman's body, taking great care to be gentle with her priestess. Audrey pulled Tim away to his bedroom to talk to him.

"Your mother is pregnant with your child," she told him.

"What?" Tim replied. "But how can that...? I mean, isn't she too, you know, old?"

"I filled her pussy with Pan's cum before I sent her to you. It awakened her womb. You're going to be a dad."

"Oh, Audrey!" he cried, pulling her to him and kissing her.

"And I thought Autumn might get pregnant with your baby when you opened her up, but it seems that when she fucked my grandfather last night, that his seed took hold."

"Holy shit! No way!" Tim gasped.

"And I fucked Officer Webb earlier, but I think I used up all the power of Pan's cum on seeing visions of other people getting pregnant, and so I didn't focus on getting myself pregnant."

"Are you okay with that?" Tim asked.

Audrey smiled at him. "Not at all," she replied, pushing him down on the bed. "So we're just going to have to fix this the old fashioned way. You're going to have to fuck me every day until you put your child in me."

"You...you want my baby?" Tim asked.

"I want your child so bad, Tim," Audrey said, pulling up her skirt and climbing on top of him. "Autumn never got to know her dad, but I want my next baby to grow up in this cult, knowing that he or she is the child of our priest."

"Audrey," he gasped as he watched her unbutton her shirt. She stripped her bra off as well and knelt over him topless. She pulled his hands up to her chest.

"Get me pregnant, and watch these tits fill up with milk for our baby. When you fuck me, they will literally drip for you."

Tim gulped.

Audrey unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection. She pulled up her skirt to her belly, revealing that she had no panties on underneath. She guided Tim's cock to her wet cunt.

"I fucked Hank earlier, so I'm a little sloppy inside," she said.

"That's okay. I like fucking Mom when she's got his cum in her, too."

"I can't guarantee that it will be your sperm that knocks me up," she said, lowering herself onto Tim's cock, making him sigh with pleasure. "But if you fuck me enough, the odds will be in your favor."

"Okay," Tim replied, thrusting up to meet her.

"And did you know that the gods designed your dick to shovel other men's cum out of my pussy? That's why there's a lip around your head. So anytime I fuck any other man, you have my permission to bend me over immediately and fuck his cum out of me and replace it with your own."

"Permission?" Tim asked, leaning up on his elbows, feeling the remnants of Pan's cum between them. "I'm your priest. I don't need permission."

Audrey laughed, pushing him back down onto his back.

"You think you're big enough to just take me?" she teased.

Tim responded by flipping her over onto her back. Audrey squealed with delight as he pinned her down and fucked her.

"Does that answer your question?"

"I love you," she replied, thrusting up to him. "I'm your witch, Tim. I belong to your coven, your cult. You own my body and my heart."

"Oh, Audrey," he gasped, kissing her.

"Claim my womb as your own, Tim," she moaned as his lips trailed down her neck. "You're the priest. When we give our bodies to you, we give them to the God."

"I'm your priest," he intoned.

"You're my god," she cried.

"Worship me."

"I worship you with my pussy, with my womb. Take me, Lord!"

Tim felt the sun beating down through the window onto his back as he plowed into Audrey's cunt. He felt it energizing him, filling him with power, with lust.

"I love you, Lord," she cried. "Fuck me, God. Make me yours. Make me your little girl. You're my Jupiter, and I'm your Io. I'm your cow. Breed me, Lord."

Audrey's words made Tim feel so big, so strong, so powerful. He watched her body shake as his cock plowed into her. Her tits shook with the force of his thrusts. Her face contorted as she writhed under him.

"You're my pussy," he moaned.

"Yes!" Audrey cried.

"You're my cunt!"

"Yes!"

Audrey felt the force of his teenage balls slapping her ass as he fucked into her over and over. She loved submitting her body to men, giving in to their need, their yearning. She felt so perfect, so at peace, being taken by a man for his pleasure.

"I'm your pussy, Lord," she cried. "Cum in me. I want to give you a baby!"

Tim's thrust began to increase in frequency and intensity.

"Yes!" Audrey cried. "Fuck me, Lord!"

When Tim came, there were no words, only passion as his face contorted, his eyes scrunched up, his brow furrowed, his nostrils flared, his mouth formed an "O", and he held his breath.

Audrey felt his young seed shooting into her. Emotions surged through her body as he bathed her womb in his cum. It was hot, sticky, thick, alive. She thrust up to him, grinding her clitoris against his pelvic bone, arching her back, taking him as deep as she could. She felt his head pulsing against her cervix as he unloaded into her, and as she came, she felt her cervix dilate, opening up, drawing his seed within, opening to let him bathe the seed that nestled directly in her womb.

Her God had used her. She had pleased him. He had given her the gift she'd begged.

"Oh fuck yes!" she panted. "I'm going to be a mommy again!"

Tim kept thrusting into Audrey as he came, pushing each explosive ejaculation as deep into her as he could. Audrey felt the friction of it building, sparking, crackling into a form of energy that was separate from the orgasm that washed over her.

She turned her mind's eye to the sensation, and she felt it building like a charge. The energy was sitting in her pussy like a ball of lightning. She reached out with the ethereal fingers of her imagination and touched it.

Immediately, she was inside her own vagina. She saw Tim's cock pulsing, shooting, gushing like hose. She felt the heat of their sex. She smelled the potent, bleach-like aroma of his cum. It was shooting straight into her womb. Her cervix was dilated enough for Tim's cock to pass through. She saw his dick pull back, then as it expanded to shoot another load, it thrust forward, the head pushing through the open hole of her cervix. As his glans touched her cervical ring, she cried out, both in reality and in her vision:

"Fuck! Yes! Impregnate me!"

She was carried away by the blast of Tim's cock. The flood of semen gushed at her, pushing her, carrying her away. She flew through the air, landing in a pile of goo. She stood up, to realized that she was in her own uterus. She looked up, drenched in white slime, to see the egg descending from the Fallopian tube. It floated down like a balloon, descending toward her. She caught it in her cum-covered arms. It knocked her down, but she held onto it.

Then another blast of cum shot through the cervix. She struggled to her feet and held up the egg, holding it in the path of the cum. It was knocked free from her hands but she saw as it transformed, as it absorbed one single sperm and became life.

In that instant, her consciousness shot back to her own mind, and she felt the ball of lightning in her cunt release its energy, grounding into her womb. She opened her eyes, and she could see everywhere -- everyone. She was floating above the farm. She saw Arthur behind the barn pissing on a little girl as her mother watched. She saw Jessica through the roof of the house bathing Melissa. She saw through the roof of the barn as Autumn talked to a family of teenage boys, offering to suck all their cocks while their mother watched. Then she looked up, and she could see across to the town. She saw the burned remains of the church where the altar stood. Then when she realized that she could see through buildings, she started searching each house to see if it had a basement.

She felt the energy beginning to deplete.

"No! Wait! I can do this!" she cried out to the sky.

But her body had already started coming back to itself. She flew downward, half falling, half soaring through the roof of the house to land into the body that trembled beneath Tim's forceful thrusts.

"GOD!" she cried, and then she gasped for air.

Tim saw the look of panic on Audrey's face. He sobered up, worried as she desperately choked in air.

"I lost it," she whimpered, immediately deflating like a ragdoll in his arms.

"Audrey!" Tim cried, lifting her limp torso to his chest.

"Tim," she mewled.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh God," she moaned. "It was beautiful, Tim. You impregnated me. I saw it. I saw your cum shooting into my womb. It covered me. It covered the egg."

"Wow, that's amazing," he panted.

"And then I realized the magic that let me see that would let me do other things. I soared into the air. I could see everyone. All I had to do was focus. And then I realized that I could see through walls, so I started looking for him. For Kevin."

"Audrey," Tim gasped. "That's amazing! Did you find him?"

"No," she gasped, tears filling her eyes. "The magic ran out."

She felt the emotional tension build until she couldn't handle it, and she sobbed. Tim held her as her body was wracked with crying.

"It's okay, Darling," he said, stroking her hair, holding her close to him. "You...you did so much already. Just relax. It will be okay. We'll find him."

Audrey felt the warmth of his teen body rejuvenating her. His cock still throbbed inside her. Her pussy clenched down on him, returning the embrace. She let go of the disappointment and just let him hold her.

"I love you, Tim," she mewled. "I'm so glad I'm going to have your baby."

"I love you, too," he said, tightening his embrace.

"Even if I had thought of it, I doubt I could have seen the sex of our child. It's just a few cells right now. But I hope it's a boy."

She looked up at him through teary eyes. He smiled.

"I want it to be a boy because the world needs more men like you, Tim."

Tim's eyes watered at her words.

"You're magical," she sighed.

"Ha!" he chuckled. "You're a witch that can see across the county and can watch her own impregnation. And you call me magical?"

"Yes," Audrey replied. "With Hank, when I saw you impregnate your mother's pussy, it was because of Pan's cum. But this time...it was because of your cock inside me, Tim. You've fucked goddesses. That's not something to be dismissed. And then you fucked me, and my world exploded."

"Yeah, but," Tim protested. "You're the one who's psychic. All I did was help out."

Audrey didn't reply. She just looked up at him with tears brimming in her eyes. She stroked his cheek. She let her fingers trace the line of his jaw.

"I worship you," she whispered. "My heart, body, and soul forever belong to you, my lord."

Tim smiled as Audrey pulled his mouth down to hers. His cock never deflated inside of her. In fact, as she kissed him, it was only getting harder.

"So," he asked, pushing her down onto her back, "want to try again?"