Divine Harem at World’s End
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Chapter 2: Goddesses
Mythology Sex Story: Chapter 2: Goddesses - When the world came to an end, Vansh believed he would be the first one to be pulled down to rapture. However, fate had other plans. Vansh was the biggest pervert he had ever known. His only life goal was to create a harem of big titty milfs. When the gods of the world were infected by a plague, turning all the male gods evil, hell bent on destroying everything. Vansh survives annhilation thanks to a run in with a goddess. Now all that remains is him and the goddess who escaped the corruption.
Caution: This Mythology Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Reluctant Romantic Fiction GameLit High Fantasy Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Double Penetration Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Tit-Fucking Indian Erotica
“What do you mean the world is no more?” I asked. My voice trembled as they struggled to come out of my mouth.
“You know ... the apocalypse,” said Mitra.
“How? How did that happen?” I asked.
Pari eased up, turning towards the door. “You can deal with him,” she said and walked out of the room.
Mitra looked deeply saddened. She approached my bed and brushed at my legs. I followed and dropped my legs off the bed, sitting on the edge as she took a seat beside me. “Terrible things happened over the past few days. We do not know where or how, a disease began to corrupt the gods. It was not from this universe. So, we do not know how it originated. It began infecting Astra first, who tried to fight back could. Once it took over the primodial god himself, there was no stopping. Lord Kishka was the final one to fall. Once my husband fell, the world was doomed.”
It was a lot to digest in one go. First I find out gods are real, then I manage to offend one, and finally I find out the world I once knew is no more. I fell silent and the two of us basked in deep sadness. The world turned cold and I began to feel really bad.
“How did you guys survive?” I asked.
“The corruption targets the male gods first and uses their connection with the female gods to infect them. Even then, the infection does not stick with us goddesses. When the preserver, Roshan, was about to fall, he severed his tie with his mistress, Alekya. She was the first to escape. She used her strength to save the rest of us. Pari by then was full corrupted, so when she broke free, she lost most of her power.”
“Who all survived?”
“Pari, Alekya, Sunami, Rita, and me. We are all that is left and we have been drained of most of our powers.”
Let me see. We have the primodial goddess - Pari, Goddess of gold - Alekya, Goddess of knowledge - Sunami, Goddess of Love - Mitra. But who is Rita? I knew my knowledge about our gods was weak but didn’t expect it to be bad enough to not know a goddess. I did not ask immediately, not wanting to offend them.
“I am sorry, Vansh,” Mitra said. Her voice was so sweet and soft. “I just delayed your death and may have made your suffering worse...”
“Hey, no. Not at all. I happy to be here and know that the gods were real after all,” I said.
She let out a soft scoff. “Well. I will let you take rest then.” She stood up, ready to leave.
“Wait. Where are the others? I would like to meet them ... if that is okay.” I wasn’t sure if was saint enough to meet them.
“Of course. Come with me.”
We walked out of the door onto a narrow ledge with no parapet. I looked down to see that we were at least five stories above. Mitra offered her hand and asked, “here grab my hand.”
I did as she told and we leapt of the edge. My heart jumped to my throat, but the journey down was slow and calm. We touched the ground floor on our toes, gently resting the feet on the bottom.