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[SFX: Tinkling heavenly ambience, fades in, then dies into the background, the listener walks forwards into ankle deep water]
(from all around) The waters are warm, dear…
They will rise to your needs, should you require it.
[SFX: A tingling sound, directly ahead of the listener, a light presence touches the water, gently settling into it, these gentle footsteps approach as the conversation goes on]
I am the goddess of mothers, brave paladin.
The one whom you swore to serve in life, and whose values you upheld, so valiantly.
To protect the weak, and the vulnerable.
To serve the circle of life, and to aid in its advancement.
You were a noble warrior, a healer, a saviour to all I hold dear.
One of the greatest of my servants to have walked amongst man.
Yet…
For all your accomplishments-
For all your humble achievements-
For all your struggle, and your path through the perils of the materium-
You never once found love.
You never once took respite, or succour from those that might have offered it.
I guarded you in your weakest moments, defended you from threats that otherwise would have snuffed you out.
The interventions and miracles were done so with my approval, my support.
And I did this in the hope that you would grant yourself some reprieve, some… chance at a softer, more comfortable life, when your service was done.
Yet, despite all this, you fell, amidst blood, and soil, and sweat, defending those you cherished, and saving lives one final time.
Your intervention at this last hour averted catastrophe, but it cost you your life-
A life that was never spent on yourself.
My sweet, selfless child.
[SFX: The footsteps stop, finally directly in front of the listener]
Do you not think you deserve a reward?
-
Enough but to stand in my presence…
I… am disappointed to hear that.
My dear, this is not the time to be selfless.
It is not the time to be vainglorious through a statement of humbleness.
You are human, you are not perfect, you do not have to be.
You were meant to be loved.
The fact that you did not allow it in your life is the only thing you ever did to displease me.
But I believe it is a mistake we may rectify.
This afterlife was a promise made to you a long time ago.
An eternity of bliss and peace, spent above the clouds, as a reward for a life well spent.
You may find peace here, and love, should you desire it.
Fantasies and simple dreams met and granted, as easily as one would think of them.
And you have one fantasy that’s guided your actions… you preferences, even your ideals.
Even your service to me.
Your mother-goddess.
A defamed, posessive idea, that’s sat in your head for years, never given thought of form, lest you be shamed for it.
You’ve felt an absence of something your whole life, a feeling of missing guidance, and a lack of comfort.
You have wanted an unconditional, caring love, but have been afraid to admit it, darling.
You have longed for a mother, or, to be more apt, a mommy.
I said you were to be rewarded.
And I am the mother of all mothers-
The wellspring from which mankind sprang.
The breast from which it fed, and was weened from.
Your eyes have wondered, dearest.
You’ve seen the form of me in statues and stained glass-
But you never imagined they were under-exaggerating.
The lurid and shapely rolls of chubby fat, with faint marks of stretching.
The swell of full, round breasts, and birthing hips as wide as my shoulders.
Set to a round tummy, all swaddled in these faint, light, silky robes.
Even the barest hints of crows feet or laugh lines in my otherwise sublime face caught your interest.
I have the body of a mother, idealised and captured in a perfect, shapely, comfortable form.
And this body can do all the things a mother’s can, in excess and in subtlety.
I know what you desire, dearest, so please… don’t be coy, or shy, or bashful.
Your mother is here, the mommy of your dreams, ready to help you rest.
[SFX: Listener takes an unsteady step forwards, then collapses into speaker]
(happy, quiet hum of satisfaction)
That’s it darling.
Mommy’s here.
[SFX: Both characters settle easily down, sitting into the water]
The silky warmth of soft skin, cosy, squishy breasts, and as you nuzzle in close, a faint, comforting heartbeat.
[SFX: Heartbeat, faint, fades in with above dialogue]
I’ve watched your dreams for years, darling.
I know the comfort you’ve craved.
There’s many a thing that men have prescribed for loneliness, and the want of a mother’s touch.
Some speak of neglect.
Others of over-baring omnipresence in a man’s life.
They all claim that for a man to want to be nurtured, and comforted, something must have left him wanting in his youth.
These things shouldn’t matter to you.
They shouldn’t leave you scared, or worried, or ashamed.
You are who you are, and you want what you want.
You were not set down in this plane, naked as a newborn, for no reason at all.
I want to help.
I want to give you what you have always needed, always wanted.
You deserve that much.
All those fun little experiences you denied yourself.
Celibacy is the strangest thing, dear one.
That such a focus is placed on it by so many churches-
Though it was never something I decreed, nor any other god I know of.
Why would I want you to deny yourself from feeling love?
It is a strange affliction, the way mortals think of ways to please me.
You always manage to get it wrong, in the most charmingly strange ways.
[SFX: Fabric is nudged aside, listener takes ear off speaker’s chest, heartbeat fades]
Are you nudging my robe off?
With your nose?
One breast at a time?
That’s what you want, isn’t it?
You want mommy’s milk.
Thick… creamy breast milk… so warm and light as it glides down your throat.
[SFX: Fingers run through listener’s hair]
Is that what you want, sweet child?
-
Hmm.
You’ve always been my child.
My baby boy.
I’m a mother to all, especially to you.
Now…
If it would please you, put your mouth to mommy’s nipple, and take a big, long drink.
[SFX: Listener latches on, begins nursing]
(faint shiver, keeps composure)
That’s it…
Feel the milk as it starts to swirl into your mouth, creamy, thick flavours drowning your tongue and filling your throat.
Let all those years of restraint melt away.
Let your real feelings come forwards, as your suckle.
Lean back into my arms, as the waters rise and lap, so warm, about your waist.
This realm was meant for your comfort, for your release.
So please… just enjoy this moment.
Mommy has so much milk…
So much to give a good boy, who’s wanted it so badly, for so long.
(happy little laugh)
I can see how much you want it, how much it’s exciting you.
Your little cock is standing at attention for mommy.
-
Oh sweetie, don’t look sad, and don’t stop sucking.
I didn’t mean little in a bad way.
You just are little to me.
[SFX: Hair stroking and tummy rubs]
My little boy, so good, so pretty, so cute.
Drinking down chug after chug of mommy’s milk, while his little good-boy cock pokes up at his tummy, where my hand is rubbing you in circles.
You feel so warm, baby.
I can just feel my milk draining down into your stomach, undoing all those knots, and milking away years of stress, while mommy massages your tummy.
Here, why don’t I show you another benefit of lying with a divine being.
[SFX: Heavenly sparkling sound, the speaker duplicates]
Goddess 2: (From another position, towards the listener’s groin) Hello darling.
Goddess 1: (From her original position, above the listener) Why have one mommy, when you can have two?
One to drink your milk, and another… to milk you.
Goddess 2: All in service to a sweet boy, who deserves the greatest of rewards.
(light, loving blowjob, lots of kissing and licking, ambiently throughout, in the background)
Goddess 1: How do I feel, darling?
You’ve stopped suckling, and you’re dribbling milk all over yourself, so I assume my mouth feels good on your cock.
C’mon baby.
Why don’t you give my other nipple some attention?
[SFX: Other side of robe slips off]
In fact…
[SFX: Heavenly sparkling sound, the speaker duplicates again, this time behind/beneath the listener]
Goddess 3: (From behind the listener, propping him up on her chest) Here… rather than the crook of my arm, why don’t you settle into a new pair of pillowy breasts.
Three mommies are better than two, after all.
[SFX: Goddess 3 takes over head scratching, more vigorously, listener starts nursing again, even more vigorously than before]
Goddess 1: Number three with her fingers in your hair, and your head on her pillowy boobies.
Number two with her mouth around your penis, and her tongue around your balls, her fingers pawing at your thighs.
And number one, with her nipple in your mouth, and her milk filling your stomach.
This is the reward you’ve always needed, baby.
Goddess 3: The comfort you’ve always craved.
Goddess 2: (coming up with a pop) The pleasures you’ve denied yourself. (continues)
Goddess 1: And it’s all yours… forever, and ever.
This never has to end, and as long as you want it, it never will.
You can drink and drink forever, pampered as you suckle up all the milk your tummy can take-
While mommy drinks up all your cummies, and pampers you with soft, warm hands on every inch of your body.
In this heaven, you can go without sleep, without eating, or feeling full, or empty.
You can cum, over and over, you can feed and drink and nurse, and never get full-
An eternity of sublime satisfaction, with the perfect mommy to look after you.
So please, baby…
Cum for mommy.
Be a good boy, and shoot a tasty, sticky load down her throat, while you suck on her fat boobies.
[SFX: Listener orgasms]
Goddess 2: (swallowing improv, doesn’t come up, tongue swirling)
Goddess 3: Why don’t you switch nipples again baby?
Goddess 2: (immediately goes back to blowjob)
Goddess 3: You need to keep a nice, constant flow of milk into you, don’t you?
[SFX: Listener briefly stops nursing]
Goddess 1: You look confused baby.
Are you wondering why you didn’t get soft, and why you feel ready to cum again already?
It’s okay.
Your boner won’t go away if you don’t want it too.
This is heaven, you don’t need to wait to cum, you can do it over, and over, and over again.
And a good boy needs his milk while he gets milked.
So please, drink up. This is a reward, and it doesn’t need to end just because it feels so good.
[SFX: Listener starts again]
Goddess 3: Good boy.
Good boy.
Goddess 1: Drink up.
Let your mind go blank.
You did your part.
You helped so many people.
You were always gracious, and kind, and understanding.
The best baby a mother could ask for.
And you don’t have to stress about it anymore.
You can be empty inside, but for the feeling of warm, cosy love you feel with me.
Your mind can seep out everything else.
Can whimper and fade to a blank slate, just filled with longing and love, for mommy milking time.
Just drink and cum, and cum and drink.
Goddess 3: You’re close again already.
You’re getting it baby.
You’re understanding.
You exist to cum and be pampered.
There’s no reason to ever stop cumming.
Cum for mommy, baby boy.
Goddess 1: Cum for mommy.
Goddess 2: (Encouraging moaning, transitions to more swallowing as listener orgasms again)
[SFX: To match]
(doesn’t stop once listener has finished)
Goddess 1: More cummies, good boy.
You’re doing such a good job of feeding mommy all your lovely spunk.
And your suckling’s getting even more insistent.
You’re draining mommy’s creamy milk by the gallon.
Just letting a torrent of warm, sticky goodness pour into your good boy tummy.
I can feel you gurgling and churning with all that lovely cream.
That’s the joy of being incorporeal.
You can have as much milk as you like, and you’ll never get full.
And sweetie… even as your belly takes on more and more milk-
Your head’s getting more and more empty.
You’re giving up on all those difficult things you used to worry so much about.
The big strong paladin is melting away, being replaced by mommy’s best baby boy.
Who only wants milkies, while his cock shoots cummies.
Why, soon, you’ll just be a big baby, being satisfied for all eternity.
And your cummies will get closer closer together as your mind melts into a pool of pleasure.
Soon, you’ll just be spurting cummies non stop.
In fact-
Goddess 3: Oop.
Looks like you’re about to cum again.
Goddess 1: Here, switch boobies while you shoot me another sticky load, and empty those heavy balls down your god-mommy’s throat.
-
[SFX: Brief pause as listener speaks, before latching back on]
You want to cum in mommy’s baby hole?
(tuts)
Oh… you’re so spoiled already.
Goddess 2: (pops off of listener’s cock, crawls forwards) I’ll be quick, baby.
You can give mommy a creamy load in her baby-maker.
They were made to give good boys a good time, so you can cum in all mommy’s holes as much as you like.
Goddess 1: I’ve got to warn you though sweetie-
Your cock’s already getting used to cumming constantly.
If you cum inside mommy’s baby hole, you might never be able to stop.
It might destroy the last of your mind right now, get rid of the last of the serious man that there used to be, and just leave a silly cummy addict.
Though… judging by the way you’re moaning and bucking your hips-
I think that cat might already be out of the bag.
Goddess 3: It’s okay sweetie.
You don’t need a brain.
Good boys live to cum.
Good boys just want milk, and pats, and pampering, and cummies.
Good boys don’t care if their mind melts and shoots out of their little penis.
[SFX: Penetration, Goddess 2, bigger than the listener, lies on top of him, and begins bouncing her hips]
[SFX: Listener suckling becomes frantic]
Goddess 1: That’s it.
That’s it.
Cum for mommy.
Cum in her baby maker.
Have the baby-making mommy sex that you always fantasised about.
And don’t. Stop. Drinking.
There’s so much more milk to drink.
Goddess 2: So much more cum to spurt.
Goddess 3: So much more pampering to soften you up.
Goddess 1: And all the time in the world for all of it.
All three goddesses: (overlapping good boys, encouragements, pleading for listener to cum)
[SFX: Listener orgasm, briefly stops drinking]
All three: (good boys, thankyou’s, then kissing the listener all over)
Goddess 2: I think someone just shot the last of his brain into mommy’s baby hole.
And now he can’t think anymore.
And he just keeps cumming, squirting so much sticky stuff into mommy’s tight pussy.
[SFX: She pulls out, listener spurts for a while longer]
(crawls back and begins blowing listener, muffling ongoing orgasm sounds)
Goddess 1: This good boy doesn’t need to think to keep feeding, or to keep cumming.
[SFX: Listener starts nursing again, absentmindedly]
He’s just a cock, and a mouth.
One to be milked, and one to drink milk.
And from now on, that’s all he ever will be.
(speaker kisses the listener on the forehead, and the audio fades out)