Demon Shrine <Simitva>

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal had a steady thing going, only to be confronted by another thing she couldn't handle... a demon's impatience. Try as she might, getting away from Sukuna and all of his antics wasn't even something that Ereshkigal could assume was possible given her current positioning. That tongue against her love bud was something that frightened her for the first few oscillating strokes, but quickly became something she wanted to move towards even though she wasn't sure about it. Her random extra speech was acknowledged but not in any helpful way, and then the other one somehow felt a bit slighted by the lack of attention being paid to his cock by her mouth. Why did he end it by calling her little girl again. There was something about that she seemed to like innately, a gentle squeezing of her loins occurred at the utterance. "Non-answer. And I never said I couldn't multitask, blame yourself!" She managed, but she also went back to consuming his dick with a bit of added fervor, so did she really win this argument at all? It didn't really matter... further and further back it went into her throat, with less resistance but just a hint of a swallowing motion to accompany it instead she figured what he liked was being squeezed within something so she'd do that too!

Ah but she could never really escape. The Sukuna at her back had taken hold of her chest, and now she felt a strange amount of sensation across her nipples. She hadn't even had time to truly appraise her own figure. And now she was having sensations she didn't recognize added to her own body. But it felt good? Yes, tongues across her nipples and one at her pearl had her moving her body into them. She found herself a strange little rocking rhythm as the third's member started pressing against her backdoor, as she rose. Ah, now she was going back down and taking that one further in as well... there was nothing to be done but for her to accept so she would. She didn't actually mind any of this. There would be no end to this and he'd be slipping in too by the time she found herself moving on instinct. It really did feel nice to move this way. She didn't mind he was burying himself in all of her body right now. Maybe it was a bit too much, but she didn't hate this. Little moans would be leaving her mouth as well, though muffled by that which was found inside of it. Those manicured nails of hers ended up slipped around Sukuna's thigh almost pulling him in as she explored the texture of his muscled leg.

Elysia on the other hand was having a different sort of experience. Her legs were pushed all the way back which she found fine, but that there was an added tightness to her loins as well. Sukuna tried to force himself into her, while increasing himself as well. In this time Elysia was already moaning as there was a large set of hands grasping her bottom while she was being treated to a tongue on her loins as well. That was nice, relaxing but tense, and full of extra sensation. She was quite frankly enjoying the whole of the experience and would continue to do so. She'd find her hands tracing his chest, and moving around those muscles of his, as he moved in, she'd circle her arms around his back her own nails pressing into his flesh. Oh, that was quite the intense experience. "Ufufufu~ We're going to get wrecked today~" the lass mused seeming to find it funny but also absolutely amazing.

[Bloodedge]

The times Ereshkigal became snippy were among the best. Sukuna had always enjoyed that sort of thing, seeing those he tormented experience something of a second wind. They would always fall, rise with vigor and glorious purpose, and be forced to fall again. That sort of exchange had always been the greatest sort of high for the Demon Lord of Obscenity. "I'll take the blame. I made you useless just then. I win," he gloated. Ah, but Ereshkigal essentially insisted upon her ability to multitask. Much to her credit, she went about proving that posthaste. After that bit of snip, her mouth was wrapped around his cock again. A little egging on seemed to be doing wonders for the goddess' progression, as she spitefully swallowed him into her throat. That Sukuna looked down into her face during this time, seeming as amused as ever. "What's the matter? Is little Eresh upset now?" he asked, laughing.

While one Sukuna found reason to laugh, another found reason to be impressed. Tongues lashing out against her crotch and nipples, hands squeezing her meaty breasts, Ereshkigal found something satisfactory. In fact, the attempted entry to her ass was met by another descent. Clearly she knew the result would only be greater penetration by the Sukuna behind her, and indeed her downward motion and his inward thrust resulted in exactly that. A tight squeeze was precisely what Sukuna acknowledged as a boon. Now, two of him would experience something even tighter while he effectively rubbed against himself between two holes that were each snug enough already. All the while, the trash-talking Sukuna in front of Ereshkigal was all but held in place by hands wrapped around the backside of his thighs. Her moans even managed to send rather pleasant vibrations through his rod while she held him in her throat. What an interesting series of developments this was proving to be. . .

Speaking of developments, Elysia and the last Sukuna were each finding some of their own. He grew and grew within the goddess during the initial plunge, and she was accepting every bit with moaning and... oh? There were nails digging into his back. Was he bleeding? He wasn't sure if he was bleeding, but this was quite new. The grin on that Sukuna's face belied exactly what Elysia said. He intended to 'wreck' both of them already, but these reactions of theirs urged him to do even more. Elysia would soon enough be experiencing a single hand to her breast, naturally with a tongue protruding from it as well. That Sukuna had a fourth hand with no prior use, so what would he do with it? He'd start by grasping Elysia's lower face, framing his hand around her jawline while fingers pressed into her cheeks. "Today? That sounds fine. You should know, there are no 'days' in the Void," he said while cramming the rest of his still-growing meat into the goddess' body. He'd rest there for quite some time to come, looking down to observe the building bulge sure to appear due to his efforts.

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal had told this man to take blame for her misstep. To her surprise he accepted it, but it didn't come without another jab taken at her. Her mouth was full so she had nothing real to say about it, but that didn't stop her from further attacking his manhood with tongue and throat for the sake of asserting herself in the moment. She actually didn't mind the feeling of him slipping so far in, she'd even managed to start licking at one of those tattoos she'd been tracing with her fingers initially. Ereshkigal had been a bit too much of a reactionary individual, and it was far too easy for Sukuna to get a rise out of her. Such was very obvious in the moment because as she was carrying on the way she was, Sukuna asked if she was upset but in the process he used her name. She'd never heard it pass his lips before and in the moment she was rather surprised by it. She liked it and it immediately softened her as a person. Her face gained an extra reddened hue and she panicked in the moment, feeling the heat. To cover her panic and hide the shame of her current state of embarrassment she kept up her work but averted her eyes so as not to have to deal with the concept of liking him speaking to her.

That was fine though, and she now had the other two versions of him buried within her two lower holes. She'd taken to some gentle rocking motions against that tongue that prodded her nub which left them alternating in strokes against each other and against her insides. There was a strange amount of pressure building in her loins by this combination of actions and because she liked the way it felt, she kept it up. Finding eventually both a speed and rhythm she seemed to enjoy enjoy to keep it up. All the while her nether and rectum seemed to be pulsing and pulling at that which was buried within them. It was such a great feeling, her other self hadn't been wrong about this at all. At the same time, those hands that had been locked around the backs of thighs had moved up, eventually tracing, squeezing and exploring the musculature of Sukuna's rear. His body was quite interesting to her, whether she was willing to admit that or not.

Speaking of her other self, Elysia was being filled in a rather aggressive way. Those nails of hers, had dug into Sukuna's flesh but he didn't seem to mind it at all. There was now a hand with a tongue on one of her breasts which was indeed an enjoyable sensation. She found herself squirming just a tad, but that didn't make a difference. Long term, Elysia had a bulge growing in her stomach from the increasing size of Sukuna's cock within her. Even though she could accept all of him, it seemed very natural for her to expand in such a way to accommodate him. There was also a hand on her face which was holding her while he explained that there was no such thing as days in the Void. "That's fine. That just means a day can mean a lot more things than we're used to. Feel free to take advantage of that~" she mused. Eventually she let go of his back one of her hands aiming to press down on that bulge which was increasing in her stomach, as if she aimed to stroke him both inside and out.

[Bloodedge]

All versions of Sukuna were discovering new types of fun today. Three were able to directly experience the effects of dragging out Ereshkigal's pride. She assaulted his cock with vigor, even tonguing the base as if she had all the skill in the world. He wouldn't have normally expected Ereshkigal to take so much of it into her mouth of her own volition; that seemed like it would be more Elysia's speed. A bit of goading was going a long way. Ereshkigal periodically showcased a low emotional boiling point not just in losing her composure, but in lashing out as well. Unfortunately for her, she was no less easily flustered. Merely speaking her name brought a deeper redness to the goddess' face. Instead of owning it, she ran away with her eyes, as she tended to do. "Sdid af czek," he demanded, cursing his speech just as he'd done before. "Don't even think about looking away again. I want your eyes while that pretty little face is jammed."

The other two copies of Sukuna were having quite an interesting time. Ereshkigal had taken on her own pace while both of her holes were filled, much to their surprise and satisfaction. Her body was even clenching in such a way as to pull them inward while her hands began squeezing the front-facing Sukuna's arse. The Sukuna beneath her would offer a comment at long last. "Kehe! Pulling us in like that, you must really be a glutton for more! We'll probably give it to you if you ask nicely enough~" he said while the Sukuna occupying himself with Ereshkigal's rectum took on a thrusting pattern of his own. It wasn't that her decided movements were problematic, but she had only been taking both shafts in unison. This Sukuna's movements would have one thrusting in while the other retreated, and vice versa.

While one Sukuna thrusted into Ereshkigal's rear, that same Sukuna had Elysia pressed firmly against his back by the forward movement of her copy. He soon felt an additional sensation from within her, due to the application of her hand to that bulge. She also offered the opportunity to take advantage of the allegedly-infinite day. He'd do exactly that. "Day or no day, you don't get anything less than too much. Until it hits that point, this doesn't stop," he insisted. It would be then that Sukuna grew his rod once more via a singular burst of girth. Following that burst, he retracted a bit before slamming himself fully home within her core. Such would be the pattern he took while forcing her against the back of his other self, who'd taken on a much firmer clawed grip of her ass.

[Apollymi]

If one were being honest, Ereshkigal had the emotional stability of a house of playing cards. Any random thing could set her off, light her ablaze or topple her over. It was actually quite interesting that she managed to keep herself together for so long most of the time. Even so, acts aimed towards her person often took her by surprise, whether they were happy or sad. Here and now, a happy moment, seemed to shock her into an exceedingly reddened face, and as such she shrank into herself even as she found herself enjoying the bit of lip service she paid to the man before her. But of course, there was a gripe to be issued. Sukuna chose cursed speech to make this gripe known. For the second time in only a few hours, Ereshkigal was told to look at the man before her. Given the curse uttered she looked towards him again, but her few second of reprieve did nothing for the hue of her face. The rest of his sentence cursed that redness to reach even the tips of her ears as well. Why did he want to see her face while she was like this and why did she sort of like it?

There wasn't much time to consider what she liked and what she did not. In a moment like this she'd been on a pretty steady ride towards something resembling the peak of pleasure. Even as she was gripped on to the one in front of her, the one beneath her finally had something to say, while the movements of the third started in such a way as to stir her a bit more. She found herself moaning as this happened even with her mouth filled in such a devious way. The Sukuna beneath her claimed she'd get what she wanted if she asked nicely enough. But what counted as nice... and she also wasn't sure she liked the word glutton being applied to her in a sexual context even if it did work given her own life and the aspect of 'destruction' or 'sin' as they called it that her body and soul were connected to. In order to ask for anything she'd have to release the one in front of her from the depths of her mouth, which she would do but not without that final swallowing motion. She didn't fully release him. One hand remained on his rear while the other took up stroking his shaft while the tip of her tongue took to teasing so she could speak. "Laan, jehs czek. Laan, feid czek..." she begged politely, in the speech of the Void while looking unabashedly into the eyes of the one above her. It was his own fault after all. Telling her not to look away, this was almost more embarrassing than anything else, but she was pretty sure something about those things would help her reach that peak that was so close to the surface. But she also needed to be rather specific with him to avoid the extra bit of conversation, her tongue flicked over the head of him as she finished her request... "Yevin vensh mabe." Yes, that was asking nicely. Covered all the bases. Admittedly asking something like that left her feeling rather abashed, but it was his own fault for making her this way!

Ah, just the same Elysia heard those words uttered by her elder sister and internalized them. She'd come quite far in her own knowledge of self, and for one who wouldn't have known how to actively try, that was a fair shot at seduction. She was oddly proud of the other girl, but she wouldn't be voicing that right just now. No, instead there was the matter of days not existing and her whole body being filled beyond belief. Even if she could accept it with the greatest of ease, being inflated at such a rate was a bit overstimulating. Especially when there was the random decision to move whilst having so recently enlarged. A deep, happy moan slipped out from between the lips of Elysia and she found herself with air leaving her lungs in an almost distressed state. "Ufufufu~ Well, there are far worse things than too much~" she mused. Besides, the way things were looking for Ereshkigal she was sure that girl might eventually give a bit more than he was bargaining for. Wouldn't that just make them a perfect match~

[Bloodedge]

As that redness spread, so too did the grin on Sukuna's face. Poor Ereshkigal would never be free of anguish if he had any say in the matter, and as of the creation of that seal, he'd always have a say. One could take solace in the fact that he cursed the goddess only to make her look at him. He had so many other ideas in mind, but for the moment, this was the most he would be doing. The enjoyment of torment was something Sukuna took care of in the material world. He couldn't just go forgetting that he first took that trip to find a companion to have fun with, as the Demon King before him did. This session to christen the shrine Sukuna called home, was to be one of a less power-driven nature on his end. Well... excluding the extra bodies, arms and girth.

Moving on from the flustered state of Ereshkigal, there was the matter of Sukuna's suggestion. Ereshkigal and Elysia would likely receive two very different forms of compliance from Sukuna. While Elysia's flirtatious suggestions were taken by the Demon Lord easily, Ereshkigal's flustered requests and outbursts would receive the desired answer. Ereshkigal went for one of two methods to get just what she wanted. Replacing her active mouth with a hand, the goddess freed herself enough to speak, in the demon language no less. The gentlest plea passed her lips. She wished to be filled, and she wished to be fed. Sukuna was giddy as a child watching her make that request, and further watching and hearing her specify with what she sought to be filled/fed by. "Keh! Rayjtiv. Jehnyl karg!" he replied. Two Sukunas were penetrating the goddess, and two Sukunas were suddenly and immediately thrusting their hips to batter away at her insides. Meanwhile, a small amount of continued movement from Ereshkigal's hand would surely be enough to cause the same explosive ejaculation she'd be receiving in both of her lower holes. Sukuna was never one to spare use of his power, even if his intentions of fueling the death goddess were miniscule at present. What was to be said? He enjoyed spraying in spades, so he'd always be funneling additional mana through his groins during copulation.

Speaking of funneling additional mana, Elysia was due for quite the expulsion as well. The Sukuna on her end had quickly begun slamming into her birthing hole with that engorged dick. Each time her breath passed from lungs to lips, he took it as an excuse to beat down her interior walls again. She may not have been the focal point of ongoing events originally, but the one Sukuna she'd been left with was very keen on seeing her proverbial switch flipped as well. This one's approach was slightly altered. When his seed was spilled, it was not accompanied by the usual 'final' thrust. No, this Sukuna sprayed away while still thrusting with unending vigor. Each time he burst through that final blockade within her, there was another gush to be followed by a withdrawal... and then yet another 'gift' left right on the other side of the goddess's cervix.

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal, her sweet and easily abashed nature, were prime objects of torment. Her own anguish was something she found herself wallowing in more often than not, and none seemed to take more joy in her moments of fluster than Sukuna. Still, somehow that wasn't so bad, he wasn't terrible to her. She wasn't a target of violence from him at all, though this sex would likely seem rougher than most would deem necessary, she also didn't dislike it. As far as she understood it, he only truly cursed her into doing things that she would have normally avoided to cause her the kind of annoying discomfort he seemed to relish in seeing on her face. That too wasn't bad... though admittedly the youngest of the gods was beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with her mind and body that she didn't have a problem with being the sole object of this man's torturous nature.

It didn't matter. Why? Because when she made the soft plea that she did, irrespective of her own feelings about doing so... she received an affirmative reply. He'd gladly give her what she wanted, and she should open wide? Well that was hardly necessary to say. The two versions of him below her began banging up into her person with a fervor that left her mouth open and tongue hanging out. Each and every thrust did this, and she couldn't help but moan as her mouth began to be filled. She drank down that energy as she moaned her own climax. Her mind went blank as her body began to hit the highest concentration of energy she'd ever felt. It was like his earlier donations had less potency by their own nature, and here and now she could feel that power bristling across her skin as she felt it flowing around her person. Her free hand was soon extended over the shoulder of the man who released into her ass and it would in turn be grabbed.

Elysia found herself reaching up as well, easily understanding what was happening. Her other self wished to make something with all that extra energy and it was such a simple thing but also very big. Coming together in the sky above as both girls reached climax was a big white full moon. Of course, Elysia herself was moaning her content, "Ahha!~ It's so much, too much... it's great!~" Her eyes were sparkling even as she was knocked about by a massive cock and pumped to fullness. That giant moon created by Ereshkigal began to be colored red. Why? Well... Elysia's vision became a bit hazed by the light, red dotted her vision as spills made into her womb seemed to rock her straight to the core. It was far too much for her. All that energy was being converted and it was still far too much for her little body to take. She was sure this was it for her. It was winding down... Her eyes were losing that signature sassy bit of light. This was going to need some recovery time.

[Bloodedge]

Within this Shrine, there were six bodies involved in the sexual adventure of a millennia. Of those six bodies, it seemed all would be climbing to the apex of pleasure at once. The standing Sukuna with Ereshkigal's hands grasping him had quite the visual spectacle to see. The work of Sukunas beneath and behind her made his one request very easily fulfilled, earning from Ereshkigal an open mouth and dangling tongue. He was sure she hadn't become heavily intoxicated already, given the look in her eyes, but everything else about her face fit the bill in the most interesting way. With her continued stroking, that open mouth was poured into just as her other holes were. Ah, Sukuna may have discovered his favorite sight of all. When Ereshkigal drank of his essence, there was an additional conscious spurt to splash her face. Now it was his favorite sight. "Kehe! Don't forget the rest," he teased, boasting a dripping cock while one finger dragged some of the spillage from Ereshkigal's cheek toward her mouth.

As for Elysia, her situation appeared quite dire indeed. For something in excess to be considered great was a notion Sukuna shared wholeheartedly. Elysia and Ereshkigal had reached out for each other's hand while the latter went into overdrive. Creation was afoot─ as was destruction. A form of light came to the Demon Shrine, only to become visible as the shrine itself, bar the bed they inhabited, crumbled above and around the group. Moonlight shone, and then... turned red. Having a view of both goddesses, Sukuna knew exactly which was to blame for a change after creation. Elysia was truly experiencing too much, so... in classic Sukuna fashion, he'd offer a great deal more! If it was recovery time she needed, she'd instead have Sukuna's hand move from her face to her throat. That hand, one on her breast with its palm-mouth sucking her nipple, and both hands upon her thighs gripped tightly while he slammed and slammed more. That barrier he kept bypassing was now the home of his member at the beginning and end of every plunge, and he would ensure it was a very crowded stay by spewing endlessly into her. Sukuna cared not for waste; he wanted to make a mess of everything. Something about the ensuing overflow was cathartic to the demon, and even more so was the look of these goddesses when they were out of their depth.

[Apollymi]

The answer to her little plea was given in the flow of mana didn't seem to stop for some time. Eventually, even a splash was left on her face as she rested before a still dripping cock with a splash on her face that had her closing her eye just a bit as reflex. Still she looked up at the man as his thumb dragged towards her mouth that which had been spilled. Remarkably enough, Ereshkigal was enough of a glutton that she wouldn't want to lose out on anything that she could consume. Her tongue gently prodded that finger and a little bit of sass was found leaving her mouth for just a second. "You didn't have to say..." she mentioned lightly. Even so, she'd follow up those actions by licking and swallowing away that which still dripped from the tip of his cock, all the while feeling the happiness of that consumption. Before today she'd never received a mana transfer and here and now, she couldn't seem to get enough of them even when everything in her mind told her to stop.

Meanwhile, Elysia was finding out all the things she'd so recently signed her twin self up for. The constant pounding was one thing, as Sukuna poured himself into her. The breaking of the srhine around them seemed to be for the best given how much energy there was pouring across her entire body. Ah, a tongue constantly tickling her nipple and now a hand upon her throat. Ah, this was kind of a sensory overload. Even the moon they'd just created was pinking with her body and vision. The very end of her body was reached and breached immediately, continuously even until there was nothing left but stars dotting her vision. Tiny bits of red seemed to flood the skies. Trees were blossoming around them with pink and red leaves which blew into the winds created by massive exhales of this particular lass. That climax was massive for her, and rippling enough that she felt it through her body for the duration of her pummeling. Creation couldn't stop in the moment but it was taking all she had to endure. Her hand tightened upon Eresh's and she found herself mumbling some words. "Eresh, I... don't think I'm gonna make it. You've got it, right?" she asked as her consciousness began to fade. "Don't you dare, Ely! You did this to us, you can't back out now..." Ereshkigal said to her other self, but of course she had already begun sinking back into Ereshkigal's form. Disappearing through all that spillage, causing a massive influx in mana to Ereshkigal's form which left her swooning just a bit as well. There was still way too much energy flowing right now. Why was she always left to deal with all of this?

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, Ereshkigal didn't have to be told not to waste the remainder. There was no arguing how much of a glutton the goddess was; she was much like Sukuna himself. Interesting though, was how gluttonous she proved herself to be when taking in his very essence, despite never previously partaking in a mana transfer. Sure, there were her words continuing to reject the idea of any further action, yet there were occasionally words of invitation... and every action she took was tantamount to outright hungering for more. She took all expulsions into her body from below, and she even lashed out against the residue dripping from Sukuna's tip. "Not so full after all, eh? There's plenty more where that came from," he teased.

Interesting developments would soon be taking place. While Elysia received an additional 'pummeling' as it were, the newer of two goddesses decided she'd had more than enough. Of course, this decision had somewhat been made in moments prior... but this time was a bit more final. Upon expressing her lack of ability to continue, Elysia allowed herself to fuse with the original body of Ereshkigal once more─ even against the latter's wishes. With that, one Sukuna that had not yet stopped thrusting and spewing was left with nothing to fill immediately. All four bodies knew what this sense of emptiness meant long-term. "Couldn't take it, huh? That's a shame; I was just getting started with her." With these words said, the Sukuna previously occupied by Elysia stepped around one of his copies to grasp Ereshkigal's face, turning it toward his own. Oh... a bit of spunk remained that she'd yet to consume. His eye was drawn by it for a moment, but that did deter him from his greater purpose. "I guess that means you're signing up to take care of me too, right? You're not saying you're done... are you?" he asked while wearing the most devious grin.

Surely Ereshkigal could handle four copies of Sukuna at once, right? If she couldn't do that, she was in quite a bit of danger. The shrine they inhabited had been destroyed, thus freeing the original body of Sukuna that had long since been sealed below. That body had already begun targeting the current incarnation(s) of Sukuna, and was gradually making its way toward its owner. Whenever it arrived, well... Ereshkigal would have something very new to deal with. . .

[Apollymi]

Gluttonous. That was probably an apt description of Ereshkigal. Of course, she didn't really like the word, but it was a pretty accurate way of referring to her. She couldn't even argue against it, what with her taking of mana directly, with claiming with without any shame at all. Was she full? No, not at all... or rather, it was something else. "Full isn't really a problem..." she said in her off-handed manner. For Ereshkigal, it wouldn't have mattered if she was full or not. Satisfaction didn't come from being full, satisfaction came from indulgence, and though she wouldn't have mentioned this aloud under normal circumstances it was nothing less than the truth of her existence.

Ah, but there was a different problem immediately following her feeling so sure of herself in a moment like this, the disappearance of her other self. Elysia seemed to be quite done. Actually, she'd tapped out and disappeared back into Ereshkigal with little to no prompting. The goddess of death was left to wonder why she managed to be so cruel even to herself. "Why am I like this?" she wondered once more. Of course, it went without saying that now she had four copies of Sukuna to deal with. It was obvious he had no intention of letting off the gas, so to speak, and obviously there was a certain emptiness in his own person after the disappearance of Elysia which he intended to fill with the other version of the death goddess. There was an obvious bit of sadness showing here and now, and Ereshkigal for all she was, couldn't really let that stand. Ah, and there was something else, the fourth Sukuna moving in front of her turning her face, and managing to look her in the eye directly. Would she be saying she was done? "I... well... no...not really, but this is still a lot right? What would you have me do when I'm already occupied as fully as I can be?" she asked of the man seeming to not really know what to say. She didn't want to disappoint him. She didn't want him to feel left out, but she was definitely a bit short on extra places that he could make himself home in. There was also a strange fluctuation of power which Ereshkigal was sure she wasn't really ready to deal with either, but she also couldn't leave anyone out. Even if she was starting to get a bit scared.

[Bloodedge]

Fear was an excellent motivator, Sukuna believed. He'd tormented many creatures since the time before the current world. In moments of fright, they always went above and beyond expectation... at least, their own expectations of themselves. Whatever the case would be for Ereshkigal, she admitted that being 'full' was not an issue. Such a statement would lead Sukuna to accept that he could leave her bursting again and again, and she'd truly have no negative feelings about it. That was enough to act as Sukuna's motivator for the rest of eternity. Surely Ereshkigal herself was prepared for that eventuality. . .

Unprepared was the one called Elysia. A small amount of overindulgence left her running away back into Ereshkigal's body, leaving her other half to deal with four Sukunas. Even Ereshkigal took issue with this, as one could expect her to. "Maybe because you're a coward?" Sukuna asked. Elysia was just reaching a state of mind Sukuna would consider perfect, and then... she was gone. Ereshkigal would have to pay the price for that. Alas, her answer to the fourth Sukuna was one that belied a lack of understanding. She thought she was as occupied as possible. Oh, how very wrong the goddess was. "Who gave you that dumb idea? Your holes are filled, yes. Remember what I said? I'll own you─ every part. You still have hands. You still have feet. You still have tits. The space between your legs, your armpit, the side of your neck..." While he spoke, Sukuna's hand trailed away from Ereshkigal's face and swept its way through those long, pink locks on her head. "I'll even use your hair. Don't tell me you thought I'd let any part of you off the hook? You want me using every little piece of your body, don't you?"

[Apollymi]

Was fear Ereshkigal's motivator? Well, yes and no. She was afraid of many things, but her own nature wouldn't really allow her to turn down something being offered to her so freely. Actually, she couldn't really stop hersel from consuming something she'd learned to like so much already. As such, the coming extra Sukuna was something she wasn't entirely sure how to address, but definitely something she'd take on. The actions of Elysia led one to believe she was cowardly, but Ereshkigal didn't see those actions as such... maybe because she felt them deep within herself, even as her cores converged back into their solid state. "I don't think I'm cowardly, I am certain she had a fairly good reason for calling it done. She's pretty young after all... she's probably not ready for so much just yet..." she mused about the side of herself that was literally birthed today. Despite her attitude she was brand new, her form not yet fully settled and even her consciousness not yet all it could be. It was reasonable that she'd give responsibility for their continued happiness over to her older self. All of that was beyond even Elysia's motivations as a goddess of love and beauty. The first of which would have her, leaving the happy couple to their honeymoon as much as possible.

As for Ereshkigal, her filled holes and her lack of understanding for potential progress with even a fourth extra she found herself looking to Sukuna with wide eyes. "You. You gave me that idea..." she said curtly. Of course, he had but not in such a closed minded way. He'd made three of himself for her, this made it sound like she was indeed as full as she could be. But he claimed there were more parts to use. Various body parts were listed and not all of them had any specific sexual connotations, but he claimed he could make use of any or all of them. Did she have a problem with that? No, not really, it just seemed... "Excessive. All of that seems like... a lot," she mentioned seeming to be a bit fearful but not really in any position to back down she'd all but accepted already that this was happening. "I don't know if I thought you'd let me off the hook for anything... you haven't given me any reason to assume you even know the meaning of those words," she mused as she looked at him. She wanted to crawl away and die in a corner somewhere. "But... I don't think I mind..." she murmured. What was about to happen to her? What kind of way was he intending to indulge in her? Could she even fault him for wanting to indulge in her so much? No. Not really. Actually, the thought of him using as much of her as she could, completely indulging in her physical form was... exciting? Maybe? Yeah... that was probably the right word. If anything, her body seemed to agree just a bit as she tightened around the pair still present within her holes. She'd all but absorbed the remaining energy she'd been donated already so she supposed anything he wanted to give additionally, she had no problem accepting.

[Bloodedge]

Ereshkigal spoke against her two selves being cowardly, defending the other half by proclaiming her youth as an entity. How strange. She was young in the technical sense, yes, but she had a leg up on Ereshkigal in the strangest way as well. "So I should expect you to be ready, right? She was born ready to take one in the ass, so where does that leave you?" Sukuna wondered this while his hand moved all the way to the tips of Ereshkigal's hair, sliding gently off.

Apparently, Sukuna gave her the idea that she was fully occupied before. Nonsense! Perhaps this was true in the conventional sense of mana transfer, but in Sukuna's case, there was much more to it than that. "You're thinking too much about swapping mana. I don't care about all that. See, this whole deal could be a one-way thing. I could spend all this time exclusively dumping my energy into you, or onto you. You see, I'm not one to skip out on experiences. I'll fuck every bit of flesh on you and fill it with energy, and then... I'll consume you." Sukuna's ultimate clause may have been a bit threatening as he hungrily stared down the goddess. While these words were shared, there was a... thumping. In tandem with the beat of Sukuna's own hearts, that thumping represented heavy footsteps... four of them per set.

Several moments passed before the source of those stomps became visible. From beneath the destroyed shrine, a massive, armored body erupted to a full height of over three meters. This armor hosted Sukuna's original body, possessing just the proportions needed. It had the look of two twins merged at the back, still sporting four arms, four legs and two faces on opposite ends. While one side of the armor was red, the other half was blue in color. When this body arrived near the bed, two Sukunas retreated from Ereshkigal while the other two remained buried within her body. "You don't mind, so you want it. That's what I'm hearing. So... say hello to the old Sukuna~"

[Apollymi]

In defense of her younger self, Ereshkigal was left open to more prodding. The fact that her younger self had risen with the intent of sex via one of the more initially condemned holes was something of note and merit, but Ereshkigal had an easy explanation for this. "Fertility goddess of love and beauty is born on my best day so far, she was bound to be confident in her own abilities. Besides, we have no idea what I might have been ready to accept if I'd not been both confused and terrified. Those two emotions I can blame you for... I figured I'd been called upon accidentally, no normal person is considering copulating with death!" she said childishly terse about the entire situation. Of course, she'd not been ready for anything initially, it wasn't even obvious to her that she'd not been called upon accidentally. Besides, whenever Ishtar appeared in a place, men typically chose her much to their detriment so she had no reason to assume based on history that the same wasn't going to apply in the moment.

Moving on, according to Sukuna, Ereshkigal spent too much time considering this as a matter of mana transfer. He wanted to experience things, and he'd dump all of his energy into her, just to devour her. There was a bit of shock spreading across the face of the death goddess as she looked back at this man. How was she meant to interpret those words? Maybe she only thought of it from one perspective but it was the one most natural to her being, as such anything else could be considered differently just because this man was the one offering it. "Being honest here, with you looking at me like that and those particular words as your choice, I am not sure if I am meant to feel threatened or excited," she explained as calmly as she could. Of course, if he meant that metaphorically or even if he meant to actually take a great deal of his mana back from her, she supposed she could feel fine about it if it came out in a pleasant way.

Speaking of things which were somewhat frightening. There was a sound which she'd been hearing for a while now but had no way to place. Soon though... all too soon, that sound became something with a full explanation. A gigantic man who seemed to be two smashed together and four legs came stomping up to the bed side. Two Sukuna's seemed apt to abandon Ereshkigal in this moment while two remained buried within her folds and rear. This new being, according to Sukuna was his former self. That was interesting but... why was he here? Oh! He was just saying her not minding meant she accepted. "I... that... you can't go making those kinds of word associations. Regular languages don't work like that!" she had a minor outburst. Where did he plan on fitting someone so large in their multi-body rounds of fornication? Well, she supposed given his own actions she'd likely find out. She'd not volunteered for this, but he seemed to take any words as yes even no in some instances. Even with all those thoughts within her head, Ereshkigal wasn't by her own nature particularly rude as an individual, she'd actually greet this new individual, taking in the look of him and finding it interesting. "Hi... though I am pretty worried about saying such a thing given the circumstances," she stated. Once again she was tapping the two index fingers of her hands together. This was quite the worrying situation and she had no idea where it was going exactly.