Demon Shrine <Simitva>

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal was quite busy in the moment, but she was starting to believe maybe she'd been a bit hard on herself. As she sucked, licked and teased a cock from above her head in the depths of her mouth and teased another with just her hand. She felt strangely pleasured by the sensation. It was also more than a bit helpful that she was receiving so much positive feedback for her actions. She was still quite impressionable and responded well to accomplishing things. Here and now her desire to indulge, being coupled with pleasure and access to more of this demon known as Sukuna than any one person should undertake was a bit astounding. Ishtar? What did she matter? She was never going to get to understand the happiness and pleasure that Ereshkigal currently felt as she discovered how to be herself in the situation she was currently navigating. Sukuna asked her if she never wanted this to stop, while also telling her to keep up her work. So she would...

A certain amount of curiosity was developing in the lass and the hand that moved around his length eventually would be found inspecting his testicles as well. She found herself softly rolling them about in the palm of her hand. They reminded her of eyes, so she understood the amount of pressure they couldn't take. She'd play that way while two more approached her. She didn't have enough hands on her own to take care of this... even so she couldn't leave anyone out. So, they'd have to rearrange a bit to make sure everyone found somewhere or something to get involved in. Given this she began to pull away from the length down her throat though it felt far too nice to want to let go of, so she used the act of backing off, and ejecting the man from her mouth for a moment to move her body about. Being flexible had its advantages and she'd rather quickly spin herself around. She'd eventually manage to turn herself enough to end up approaching the one who had been above her from a more reasonable angle. At the same time, she presented her other hand for usage as well as both her holes as she was now on her knees. All the while, her hands could be used her whole back was exposed as well as the space between her legs. She told him he could take her as he wanted and she'd meant it. A gentle sway of her hips and an open movement of her hand would hint at this, but only moans and the like were escaping her mouth at present, as she'd almost immediately returned to lodging the first one's dick into her throat again. She was a bit too occupied to speak on this situation currently.

[Bloodedge]

There was no verbal sign to say Ereshkigal wanted this curse to remain, nor was there anything to say she was against it. Well, surely she would have had much to say if she were against something; she tended to do that very quickly. Either way, Sukuna was quite sure by now. "Sounds like a yes," he said as if responding to the noises of her mouth alone. Sucking noises counted as affirmatives, did they not? They did now. "Maybe I'll make it stronger? How does that sound?" he wondered further.

Little time passed before Ereshkigal made a decision based on the number of Sukunas present. One Sukuna was temporarily removed from her mouth during a shift, which soon landed him in her throat again, albeit in a more conventional manner. These movements allowed Ereshkigal to offer her backside and another hand, the latter of which was quick to have a cock against its palm. Two hands and a mouth were officially occupied with that, but what of the fourth Sukuna? Well, that one would move into the blind area of Ereshkigal's backside. Two holes were available; which would he choose? Ereshkigal would soon feel a hand tugging on her hair from the rear right, one on the left side of her ass, and one on the right. Her cheeks would be spread while another hand grasped her hair from the other side. As Sukuna had four arms, perhaps this was normal... but was it truly? Answers would come soon enough. The Creator's breeding hole was to be prodded, then entered from slightly to the right. Just then, though... her ass received the same treatment from slightly to the left. Those four grips were, in fact, two arms of two different Sukunas. There was a fifth in the mix somehow? No... that couldn't be exactly right, because there was more still. At the point of double insertion, Ereshkigal was grabbed by each ankle─ surely an impossible feat for any Sukuna she presently felt. Lo and behold, there was yet another meat rod slapping against the sole of her left foot. How many Sukunas were there in total? Time would soon tell. . .

[Apollymi]

A verbal reply wasn't actually necessary, or at least that is what Ereshkigal thought. Normally her speaking directly to Sukuna had the effect of not going the way she wanted for an extended period of time. And in the case of the curses he applied to her person, none had been anything she wouldn't have allowed anyway. To make the effectiveness of this turn stronger, was a strange thing to consider but it would only mean she'd enjoy it more right? So there had to be nothing more to it, she looked up at the man as his meat found its resting place in her throat as she swallowed around it once more.

Lo, the additional Sukunas were presented with their necessary openings and as a result Ereshkigal found herself with a cock in each hand and the one down her throat. She was a little less than surprised to feel prodding at her canal, but the additional prodding of her rear as well as the pulling of her hair seemed to be about par for the course. There were five Sukuna and there were now five occupying their places around her. She moaned happily as she stroked with her hands in opposing motions and happily took the man to the depths of her throat and throttled him with her tongue. That cross type formation into her holes was even something she'd be found rocking against as she felt unbridled pleasure at all actions taking place. But even for her, pleasure could become panic, and at this point, it occurred when extra hands grabbed her ankles and she felt the warmth of another cock against one of her feet. Her eyes widened as she was on a downstroke atop the first Sukuna's cock. "I'm a bit worried about how many of you there are around me right now...." she mentioned as she found herself building up to a pretty meaningful climax. Actually, she'd not really wanted to stop to say anything, and even the dick against her foot seemed to be contributing to her own pleasure. Perhaps she shouldn't worry about it. Yeah... that was probably the best way to think about it. Instead she'd find herself relaxing enough to focus on the building fall from the greatest of heights. Her nether, rectum and throat tightening around various Sukuna as she moved towards climax.

[Bloodedge]

Sukuna's most recent inquiry received a more concrete answer. It remained nothing verbal, but the act of that additional swallow was something he'd take as an affirmative... whether Ereshkigal meant as much or not. He'd grant her a very interesting gift while enabling her growing addiction, just a bit. That curse shifted to create an effect linked directly to Sukuna─ something made possible by the strange way Ereshkigal accepted his Binding Vow. Each instance of contact with any parts of his manhood were already triggers for bliss, and now one step further made it so that same contact forced passive mana leeching. Simply touching Sukuna's dick and/or balls, for Ereshkigal, would henceforth be tantamount to taking the smallest sample of a drug. This change was possibly the best idea Sukuna had since waking.

Ereshkigal's every movement, her every development could almost be viewed as acts of starvation. Her efforts seemed almost desperate at times. In fact, it was surprising to even see her stop moving her hands, mouth or hips even when realizing that feeling on her foot had to be an additional Sukuna. When her mouth pulled away from one Sukuna however, it was only for long enough to speak about the sudden addition of two more. She claimed to be... worried? That didn't seem to be the case at all, as she was gobbling one of him again within seconds. "You mean you're excited? I know worry, and it doesn't look like that," one Sukuna proclaimed. All six were beginning to move of their own accord, each following the lead of the two at Ereshkigal's immediate rear. The two in her hands were bucking their hips in opposing cycles to her hands' movements, while the one in her mouth moved in unison with the two battering away at her backside. Meanwhile, the final Sukuna was continuing to rub himself against her foot while pulling in the other ankle as if to make a suggestion.

Ah, unison was an unnecessary thing, wasn't it? Sukuna seemed to think so. The one being stroked by her left hand acted independently of the others at a certain point, throbbing with more intent than the others. He'd be the first to spray his seed onto the goddess's body if her movements were kept up as they were. The other five, however, didn't seem to be following the same agenda.

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal had an interesting situation developing in her life. In the moments since she'd renamed herself and taken on the activities of mana-transfers and sexual activity, she'd become somewhat starved. For her, in these moments, it was as if starting the consumption was enough to make it something that was absolutely necessary. She'd not experienced this as Kur, she'd not known what it was like to feel so empty, so even the taste, just the littlest sample made her ravenous. She'd been so empty for so long, she should act to make sure she'd never feel that empty again, right? The activation of that leeching seemed to be something she could accept so she'd continue, that little taste of spice seeming to leak into her from every point of contact.

Ah, but that wasn't all, she'd stopped briefly to comment on her worries, and in reply Sukuna claimed she was excited, not worried... they weren't the same thing by a long shot, but perhaps she hadn't explained properly. She no longer maintained the same amount of worry she did, for becoming a trashy existence, she maintained a different sort of worry now... what if nothing was ever enough? Ah, well... perhaps she'd voice that little worry properly later. Right now it was probably more imperative to find out of this was enough. Each version of Sukuna was moving at their own opposing paces and she found the throbbing of the one in her left hand to be increasing rather rapidly. At the same time, her ankle was being pulled a bit, did the one rubbing himself against her foot need more? She'd bring her ankle together tightening the position of her body for the two pummeling her holes while also allowing the foot Sukuna more use of her feet. She liked it after all. She was surely almost there, and then one was suddenly spraying her body in his essence. Ah, that was nice wasn't it? The one buried within her throat would soon be ejected, given her left hand as she turned her head to swallow anything remaining. She wished to be full, they were here and offering... she was famished! She'd never wanted anything more! This was a great feeling, she couldn't stop her body from reaching climax around the remaining ones. Fluids leaked extra from her loins and her body seemed to convulse as she took in one of the most blindly euphoric feelings she would ever know. Would she ever be as happy as she was at the peak of bliss tasting the flavor of her new favorite thing?! No. Not really! When would the next ones reach? Would she be able to hold it all? Would everything become too much? Her mind was racing with possibilities so she'd continue. That was fine right? He didn't have a problem with it, right?

[Bloodedge]

Perhaps there was more to Ereshkigal's claim of worry, but that was nothing Sukuna would quantify in the same way regardless. In the language of demons, expressions of concern were quite... different. It had always been something far more serious than a feeling of emptiness could ever be, as emptiness was all denizens of the Void knew from the moment they were born. Sukuna's own emptiness was part of his gluttonous nature; he'd do the most possible whenever possible. Such was likely why there were now six of him crowding the goddess. . .

Pointless was the question 'is it enough' in this situation. Ereshkigal would have been better off considering more pressing matters, like whether Sukuna would ever stop. Endless gorging was the way of Gluttony, so... what would truly happen when the sin's originator met its primary host? The possibilities were infinite. Two Sukunas had something extra to work with here and now. The final Sukuna to approach and claim one of Ereshkigal's feet was given the other, and he held each sole to a side of his cock while rubbing between the two. Meanwhile, the first to ejaculate was focused on by Ereshkigal's mouth while the former inhabitant was offered the missing hand. Was the death goddess so starved that she had to move toward this first consumption, rather than claiming the fruit of the other's loins? Apparently, yes. They were bound to one another now. Ereshkigal previously claimed to be his responsibility, so Sukuna supposed it was his prerogative to solve her endless hunger problem. While she drank, he grasped the top of her head and thrusted his way into her throat. Obviously it was a waste of time to do anything but skip straight to the esophagus, right?

In that same moment, two other Sukunas were thrusting into the depths of Ereshkigal from behind while her climax caused them both to feel additional tightness. Alas, that wasn't all. The original body of Sukuna was growing to a massive height of eight meters. Those four legs stepped around, allowing the body to stand over the bed and all seven bodies within it. Sukuna finally had a plan for that old corpse, and it would ensure there was no alleged 'emptiness' for Ereshkigal by the end of this endeavor.

[Apollymi]

How connected were they exactly? Ereshkigal couldn't really say, but it seemed that her immediate desires were being met by either design or happenstance. She supposed for a moment or two it wouldn't really matter the reason she was being sated it only mattered that she was finding satisfaction. From a moment like this, there was seed within her mouth that she aimed to consume, and her consumption was soon progressed as Sukuna pushed into the depths of her throat. Both her feet were being used as well, causing her to squirm a little bit as she reached climax around two others.

There was a lot sensation happening to Ereshkigal right now. And no matter how Sukuna was understanding her, she was currently coming to understand herself a bit more. She was being filled finally and that first consumption and climax were the sweetest. She found herself swallowing around his thickness repeatedly as she was filled in this direct manner. Her hands were still moving along two cocks and her hips were still shaking against the others as she tried to milk that feeling for all it was worth. She would have almost be capable of ignoring the elephant in the room. What elephant? Well the man more than eight meters tall now standing over their bed like it was a child's toy, casting the entirety of them in moonlit shadows as she blinked slowly. Ah, yes there were several effects of swallowing down the essence of Sukuna the first of which was a drug-induced state of euphoria. With her loins already pulsing from their own activities, her mind was allowed to wander just a bit. The light in her eyes became glazed over for a while as she seemed to be processing all that was happening here.

She didn't fully know what his plan here was, but she knew it involved her in some way. All of this orgy style sex and she'd not seen Sukuna take interest in himself at all. That was a strange thing to think about, wasn't it? Probably. Regardless, she was experience a long-lasting orgasm which was full of depth as she found her throat being filled and violated while all orifices on her body were also filled. What a nice feeling this was, she would be getting more right? He didn't plan on stopping soon, right?

[Bloodedge]

It took less time than Sukuna presumed for Ereshkigal to show more of a deviant side. Here she was now though, orgasming while suffering three instances of deep penetration in unison, and while having her hands and even feet utilized for similar purposes. These goddesses were made of something different. With all he heard of them and their creation, their 'performing of duty' in place of seeking pleasure, it was somewhat baffling to witness one being what Creators of old would call corrupt. Had he been lucky enough in making a selection, or were they all like this after learning the 'more fun' side of their purpose?

This day was the final day of existence as the goddess Kur, and the first day in the life of Ereshkigal, who bore an active Source and was therefore fitting the expectancy of old-world Creators. On her deathbed and on her incubator, the Goddess of Death was being defiled; there was hardly a nice way of putting it. At a mere glance or mention, many would regard the whole of this as filth or sultry behavior, yet the goddess was seemingly beyond such judgment. What she was not beyond, was the druglike effect of Sukuna's mana which had begun taking hold of her again. Ah, but her state of intoxication did not keep the goddess from noticing Sukuna's original body looming overhead. Perhaps then, she'd notice its armor opening around two groins to produce a pair of cocks thwarting even her own scythe in length, with an unreasonable girth to match.

"I've got a gift for you!" one Sukuna stated as they all continued thrusting away. The one in Ereshkigal's mouth/throat, however, jerked himself out with only another spurt aimed at her face. In that moment, the two Sukunas holding her hair pulled tightly, aiming to lift her gaze to those two looming shadows above. What was his plan with those massive things? He wouldn't tell. As for stopping, some would do so in a technical sense. The Sukunas being worked by each of the woman's hands shifted inward, both intending to deposit their loads onto her lifted face, one not even managing to miss an eye. "Look at that! Isn't it exciting?!" he said about the two-sided giant. Those things up above were not yet erect. They dangled like vines that were just within reach, and seemed no worse for wear despite belonging to a technical corpse. As Sukuna had exemplified once before though, there was a certain pulsing from them. They reverberated a drumbeat of a hypnotic nature, as if calling out to the goddess' very Source. In truth, that was precisely what Sukuna's old body had been building up to all this time. Why? Time would tell.

[Apollymi]

Deviance was something unknown to Kur, until the final moments of her existence. Of course, given its importance during her 'death' and 'rebirth' it was hardly surprising how much deeply she seemed to dive. It was only natural that in moments of openness one became as much themselves as they could be. Would she have been exactly this in any other situation? Probably not, but the influence people had on their 'creation' was never truly something one could discount. In fact, Sukuna had more to do with her outward showing in this deep dive into debauchery than either of them could presently realize. On this day, she'd woken to the fun of mana-transfer, and at the same time discovered various things that she'd likely not have gone looking for on her own.

Ah there was much to consider in the moment though. Her birth, death, rebirth and split were things of old and new types of creation. But there was also something else. A corpse looming overhead in the moonlit and broken shrine. And now there were armor pieces which seemed to be opening up. If she wasn't already experiencing a drug induced euphoria she likely would have tried to flee. Well, fleeing wasn't really an option given her current level of occupation. Whatever the case there was the claim of a gift, and it would come after the jerking removal of a Sukuna from the depths of her throat and be accompanied by a spurt onto her face. Strange though it was she didn't truly mind it. Still her gaze was forcibly lifted by the pull of her hair. What a strange stinging sensation that gave as well, only to have others thrusting and aiming to deposit their 'offerings' to her face as well. Her head was already back so she opened her mouth and aimed to collect those as well. Her face was still drenched and her eye closed from the deposit of one, but it didn't matter. Perhaps he'd remember what she was after. Ah, but now there were giant cocks hanging over her head. The type that she was certain would actually fit within her. But what was he planning?

Well, it probably didn't matter. That was a thought she had after a gentle pulsing began to occur. One of her eyes was currently closed but the other could see above her and that was frightnening. Actually, Ereshkigal had begun to shake a little and with her mouth not presently occupied she tried to speak but she was a bit... incoherent. "I... I... I don't think... that's the right word," she said. She was licking her lips, staring upwards. What was he planning. Should she be scared? Should she be excited? Should she try and figure out what he was planning with his original body? Was she worried about the fact that it was a corpse? It should be taboo, but she was Death incarnate, she'd likely have killed any normal person she had sex with anyway so it wasn't really worth being concerned about right?

[Bloodedge]

Ereshkigal's mouth opened in an attempt to consume what two Sukunas spilled onto her face. There was no point in triggering his memory for what she'd been intending; he hadn't forgotten a thing. There was a blatant disregard for whether Ereshkigal succeeded in consuming every drop of seed or not, but... that was fine. He knew what was soon to come, just as Ereshkigal knew something had to be on its way.

So then, what of her gift? It had nothing to do with the three ejaculations that occurred thus far, surely. Ereshkigal thought 'exciting' may have been the wrong word as she looked up with one eye into the undercarriage of a giant. The poor girl wasn't excited? Well, that was a shame... for now. She'd know soon enough why she should have been very excited... maybe. First though, Ereshkigal would be subjected to more of the filling she desired. Two more Sukunas were swelling within Ereshkigal, signaling their own encroaching ends. "Excited or not, go ahead and touch them. Your gift is up there," one Sukuna said while keeping the goddess' head steady. As if cued by that suggestion, two other copies of Sukuna plunged deep into Ereshkigal from the rear, each halting mere moments before a double expulsion of his essence occurred. Only a few seconds later, she'd have more still sprayed onto her feet and legs. That would occur in unison with another expulsion from the first Sukuna who aimed for her still-open mouth and chest. "... If you can see it," that last one added. The original body's pulsing was happening with greater rapidity. It was as if a heartbeat had intensified with anticipation, and perhaps that was precisely what was happening.

[Apollymi]

Her attempt to consume in a direct way seemed to be thwarted at least in part. Her open mouth did get to taste what she'd intended but the spillage was far less direct than she likely would have preferred. In the end, she supposed it didn't matter, it wasn't like it was a complete waste in some senses, and it wasn't like she had a problem with it being on her person. Ah... but there was more, and that was at least appreciable.

Sukuna, at least two of him, went on to further fill her body with the two who'd been moving in opposing methods coming to a screeching halt to fill her holes the way she'd originally desired. What a strange feeling it was, filling from both holes at the same side of her body. All the while, one of them had more to say. She should touch what was dangling above them and receive her gift. He planned to feed her the energy from a corpse. That had to be some kind of sacrilige, but also perfectly fine. She was the incarnation of death after all, dead energy was far from the worst thing she could receive at any point. But could she see? Not really, there was quite a bit of essence spilled onto her face, her eyes had been closed to protect them, but she had a few senses left. Mana sense, death sense, and a few others beyond that... she could, at least tell where the giant dicks were above her person, and she would indeed reach for them. Even as her body was filled and thus orgasmed around her other two intruders. Her mouth was still open, perhaps this was rather exciting. This was the sort of gift only she could truly enjoy, right? Besides that pulsing was still happening, and as such she aimed as always to quell it just a bit. A gentle hand moved along each of the ones above her and she felt the spillage upon her feet as well. Ah, he really was doing a fair job of giving her so much energy to consume, she'd have to do her part and make sure it all ended up where it was supposed to. Just the same she couldn't help the slow and comfortable strokes she gave those meat rods that hung above her head. Her mouth had still been open and received at least partially the deposit of the Sukuna before her. She was sure at this point her face and body were all but covered in cum and she could feel its energy, creeping along her skin, invading her senses, filling her with a strange almost squirming quality. It was... great. And she couldn't help but wait for more. She wanted more. Always more!

[Bloodedge]

There was no more 'seeing' from Ereshkigal, but one of her ilk didn't truly need eyes anyway. Her head remained lifted while she reached out, but two giant yet inactive cocks would not be all she had to deal with today. Three copies of Sukuna were still looming around her face, each dribbling residual energy from their own members. Three were also behind her, each of them removing themselves from her person while her arms rose, and each of them dribbling just as the other three were. All six were stroking themselves by the time she began stroking the giant.

Since Ereshkigal obviously loved being so intoxicated, Sukuna had a wonderful idea. How much could she tolerate before she didn't even know her own identity anymore? Could he even manage that against one who embodied his sin so well? Finding answers like these, was a goal. "Don't waste a drop. Got it?" said the first Sukuna to stand before Ereshkigal. Without hesitation, he plopped his dripping cock into the goddess' mouth─ just her mouth. His statement may have implied the remainder, but no... Sukuna was not one for the minute. He expected that small amount to be consumed with ease, but there was a sudden explosion accompanied by a mind-numbing, earth-shaking pulse. Every ounce of that Sukuna's mana spewed into Ereshkigal's mouth in that single burst, producing enough of its liquid form to construct a human body. At the same time, the pulse affected even the Creator-made bed beneath them, cracking its frame and denting the ground below.

With such a mighty expulsion, the first Sukuna faded away, having put the last of his mana into the form of ejaculate. Whether Ereshkigal could handle that amount of filling/drugging or not, there remained five humanoid Sukunas to deal with... and indeed, the second would immediately be stuffing her mouth to repeat the actions of his predecessor. One, then two, then three, four and five... all of Sukuna would be dumped into the mouth of a goddess this day. None would spill less than the ones before them, and all would vanish after making a 100% mana deposit until the sixth stepped up. Just the same, each would end with that outward burst of power. By this time, the bed they inhabited was naught but a tattered mattress sitting inside a crater. Those two giant cocks Ereshkigal had been toying with would have become firm enough to extend the same distance while forcibly angled down.

The sixth Sukuna took a moment to gaze upon... whatever sort of state Ereshkigal was now in. He had to appreciate his own work, after all. "Almost done. Ready for your gift?" he asked. Apparently, five full bodies of mana converted into consumable form was not itself the gift he spoke of. Ah, but it was all somewhat necessary. Maybe he didn't have to execute the plan the way he was currently doing, but what would be the fun of any other way? This was the surefire method of seeing his recently-acquired goddess in a state of intemperance yet to be reached; he wouldn't miss out on that.

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal had closed both of her eyes to protect the one which hadn't gotten tainted by someone else's essence. Ah, but the other one popped open eventually. She had to look eventually and while she could use her senses, there was something a bit more pleasant about using her own eyes. Here and now for instance, Sukuna was standing around her some six of them and the one doubled one overhead. She could seen them surrounding her, stroking themselves, preparing for something. Ah, and she was also stroking the two giant ones, using both hands, it kind of felt nice. Perhaps in a few moments she'd just rub her whole body against them and enjoy the sensation?

Ah, no. Apparently, she wasn't to waste a drop. She nodded her head at this, having a pulse of that intoxicating energy burst beside her brain. It was a nice feeling as soon as it happened her mouth was opened more and rather suddenly full. The reminder of that first burst of energy was soon enough, spread through her body but it wasn't all. Actually, there was a great deal more, enough that his body would soon disappear as she took on all the energy he had to offer from that version of himself. Oh!! That was great, she was starting to feel something, starting to feel even better. Each one took a turn at this and each time he did her brain became less and less its stable self. She began to wander mentally as all her body did was accept and consume. More and more, in and out of the conscious state she possessed her entire body seemed to be pulsing gently. The spillage originally across her skin sank in as well, her other eye opened eventually so she could look at the ones before her as they disappeared. She voraciously accepted the offerings of five all the while her body seemed to gain a brighter glow and a more intense aura. There was so much energy, she felt so nice, what was she supposed to do with this? Enjoy it? Probably. Those arms were still moving and all she wanted to do was roll around in something. She had various thoughts, she should fix the bed? Or maybe just wait until it was completely destroyed.

She should do something with the energy not just store it, he said not to waste it though. perhaps she should feel as full as possible first? So here she was sitting inside a crater with just the one left. She had the hiccups, she giggled, she stroked the shafts above her with a smile on her face. Her entire body felt completely light, like she would float away if she didn't tie herself down. All the while she was feeling the fullest she'd felt in ages, in ever! "I feel... there's a word," she murmured seeming to be working though it. Her brain was moving so fast, but her body was so light it felt like it was moving so slow. She could see everything, every movement of energy from herself, from Sukuna from everything around them. She was... drifting, floating... "High, Like normally I feel really low and empty but now... I feel like there's something there and I'm floating~" she giggled once more. Was she ready for her gift. "Is it more cum? I want more!~" what a strangely expressed desire. She seemed not to have a worry in the world, but there was creation to be done as well. She could feel tingles building up in her body as each deposit prior to this had been orgasmic in its own right. What would this next one be? She was excited to find out! She opened her mouth in the moment, seemingly in wait, proving she'd not wasted a bit of what was offered to her. It was so good she wanted more... she'd always want more.

[Bloodedge]

By the time the true Sukuna loomed over Ereshkigal, she looked quite... ruined, in a manner of speaking. Her words were hardly making sense, but there was just enough substance for Sukuna to get the point by the time it was relevant. She was quite intoxicated by her own approximation, and even by his. High was how the mortals addressed themselves in such a state. Interestingly enough, she managed to consume all he offered five times over without suffering a complete loss of self. Sukuna thought that was slightly disappointing, but also... quite fun. The more she could take, the more he could dish out. Once again, Sukuna's excitement was growing.

It seemed Sukuna was not the only one made more excited by recent events. Ereshkigal heard another mention of his gift, and... asked if it was more of the same. She wanted more, she said. Well... the 'gift' he had in mind happened to be just what she desired, in a way. "More, huh? It'd be a shame if I said it wasn't," he teased. With that, Sukuna stepped closer to the goddess. She'd been having one hell of a time rubbing against the members of his original body, and she seemingly had one hell of a time consuming most of his mana across five versions. He'd plop into her mouth and do just as the other five did, albeit without disappearing. The final Sukuna instead stepped away after making his deposit into Ereshkigal's mouth, hopping out of the crater and leaving Ereshkigal to her devices. After all, she had to deal with two more. Whatever Ereshkigal decided to do, she would soon be subjected to the sudden expulsion of Sukuna's original body... twice. Given the body's dual nature and sheer size, the crater was just the right depth as Sukuna figured. All he had to do now was watch from outside, all to see what she did in the few moments leading up to an inevitable sea of white being spilled onto her until the crater was filled.

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal was surprised anyone else could make heads or tails of what she was saying. She was trying to make sense, but it was a rather hard thing to do given how her brain currently worked. Ah, it was so nice though and light feeling. And what would he be doing here? Teasing, his words registered as such. She'd asked for more, and it was all she wanted so it should go without saying that she should be offered sating. It would really be a shame if he wasn't offering more, the Death Goddess couldn't help but pout at the teasing he seemed so fond of. But it seemed it was only that, teasing. Sukuna still stepped forward and deposited himself into her mouth once more, leaving most all of his mana within her as well.

Ereshkigal had not known fullness since her awakening and she still didn't know it now. She'd not been able to help the reaction of gobbling up everything he had to offer, that spicy energy was indeed becoming one of her favorite things to consume. Here and now though he'd pull away and even though she'd not stopped what she was doing she didn't quite expect what came after he backed away. Those two massive meatrods above finally released themselves as well. She was doused in mana. And soon enough she'd be swimming in it. Her eyes closed as she nearly drowned in the sensation of it. She felt it rising up around her in the crater which she currently occupied but strangely she had no problem with it. There was so much, it was so nice... and she was still... so very hungry! She opened her mouth a bit as these falls took place having a taste as it surrounded her body. Soon she'd lean back, into a pool of white with her pink hair splayed about. She'd always liked swimming. And here and now she was doing exactly that floating about in a large pool relaxed as her body began a different process.

It would take a minute or two, to start up, and all the while she'd be murmuring gently. "So much... cum. It's nice~" she mused with her strange way. She held a hand up to her face. Licking her fingers clean but as she did this mana was already absorbing into her naked body. A full pools worth was absorbing, the levels of it slowly lowering bit by bit. How many minutes would it take before her gentle floating became her laying face up in a puddle which was gradually filling all the pores and holes of her body. It was metabolizing, mixing, being worked into her own strange mana converted into something a bit more like her. It was great. Her belly began to gently extend, so then did the thickness of various parts of her body including an increase in her bust size by a bit. She wasn't getting fatter, her body seemed to thicken up just a bit more than its already luxurious proportions. "Tight, light, heavy..." she said that hand she licked clean eventually resting against her extended belly with great satisfaction on her face. "Full?!" What an interesting question, there was more to it initially but several words got lost in her head. Did she even know what it was to be sated? She felt like there was so much...