Rebirth of the Nephilim

When Jay opened her eyes, the world seemed to have taken on a strangely monotone tint. It took her one brain a minute to process the change, as all of her had gone to sleep as one and fallen into a deep slumber. Jadis usually didn’t take long to wake up in the morning, but she was certainly feeling sluggish at that moment. Blinking slowly, Jay eventually came to the conclusion that the ceiling was orange. Then, after another blink or two, she revised her assessment. The ceiling was the same. She was, instead, looking through something that was orange-colored and at least partially transparent.

“Good morning,” a familiar yet slightly muffled voice said.

Jay was going to respond, but when she opened her mouth to do so, she realized that there was something warm and wet pressed down on top of her lips. The taste was sweet and citrusy, like a ripe orange dripping with juices. Jay couldn’t help but breathe in deeply, inhaling the scent that roused more than just her awareness.

When Jay’s eyes finally worked out what she was looking at, a smile spread across her half-hidden face.

“I hope you slept well,” Maeve told her, speaking loud enough for Jay to hear despite the pair of orange thighs wrapped around her head. “Because I think it’s time I collected my reward.”

Jay chose to respond with action instead of words. Taking hold of her lover’s thighs in either hand, she eagerly dove into the breakfast she had been presented with. As her tongue swiped across the length of the Fetch’s pussy, Jadis was tempted to ask if the fruity, citrusy taste was natural or just Maeve’s chosen preference. Then Maeve let out a groan that curled Jay’s toes and she decided she didn’t really care.

“Mmph, that’s so good,” Maeve groaned in one of the sexiest purrs Jadis had ever heard. “Keep doing that, right there, love. Fuck, you’ve got a golden tongue.”

Her lover’s fingers combed through Jay’s hair as she panted out her lust-drunk words. With each lick and suck, Jadis found new ways to make Maeve moan, creating a sweet song that was dampened to only one set of ears. She made sure to carve every delicious twitch and shudder into her memory, learning what brought her new lover the most pleasure, and what would tease her into an ever-growing spiral of yearning.

“Fuck! You—you’re a lot, a lot better at this then I dreamed!” Maeve panted, her voice trembling nearly as much as her core. “Please, don’t tease me!”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Dys said from behind before she pulled Maeve back and roughly captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

Dys moaned into Maeve’s mouth as Jay moaned into her pussy, enjoying the taste from both ends. Her Dys self had climbed on top of Jay’s stomach so she could cup her beautiful shapeshifter’s perky breasts while kissing her from above. It was a strange position, but also fun and exciting, and Jadis happily slipped her tongues inside of Maeve in her eagerness to bring her lover to her peak.

Jadis had, as usual, gone to sleep in the nude. She rarely bothered with nightclothes of any kind, since they just got in the way of the fun activities that she almost daily participated in with her lovers. As such, Dys’ fully erect member was pressing up against Maeve’s back, tracing slick lines with her dripping tip across the smooth orange canvas. As her lover’s moans grew in both desperation and frequency, Dys couldn’t help but hump her cock against Maeve’s back, seeking a bit of sweet friction from the shapeshifter’s gel-like skin.

Abruptly, Jadis felt Maeve shift around on top of her, though not in the usual way one of her lovers might reposition themselves. When Dys’ eyes popped open, she saw that Maeve had flipped  around completely, so that her front was now facing her, yet she had done so without breaking their kiss or moving her legs from where they were wrapped around Jay’s ears.

“That’s a neat trick,” Dys said as they broke their kiss.

“So is this,” Maeve panted in answer.

Diving down, Maeve wrapped her lips around Dys’ cock, quickly enveloping her all the way to the root in one smooth motion. She began to rapidly bob her head up and down, creating a lewd squelching noise that accompanied her rising moans. Her actions were nowhere near as controlled as they had been in the garden, though, and Jadis easily sensed the reason. Her shapeshifting lover was trembling on the edge of her precipice, and she only needed a little bit more before she would be thrown over into the freefall of her orgasm.

Leaning forward slightly, Dys reached over and cupped Maeve’s perfect ass and gave her a rough squeeze.

The reaction was immediate. Maeve shook like a leaf in a storm as her climax washed over her, covering Jay’s face in a sweet deluge that she greedily lapped up. The Fetch’s panting, groaning, cock-stuffed throat quivered deliciously around Dys’ member, and she happily mauled her lover’s tight rear end to keep her delightful vibrations going. Eventually, Maeve’s crashing waves subsided, and Dys leaned back so she could get a better look at her lover’s sated, lust-soaked expression. The fact that she could see her own cock stretching to impossible depths inside of Maeve’s translucent body added a whole new perverse level to the eroticism of the vision.

“You’re right, that was a neat trick,” Dys chuckled throatily as she stroked and coddled her satisfied shapeshifter.

Maeve’s dark eyes shifted to look up at her, gaining a twinkle of mischievous humor.

“That wasn’t the trick,” Maeve’s voice came from somewhere, despite her mouth being completely occupied. “This is.”

A fluid ripple consumed Maeve’s body, making her look like a gelatine caught in an earthquake. All of her extremities, including her head, seemed to shift around, sinking inside of her body and reappearing elsewhere. In the course of only a couple of seconds, Dys found herself non-existent balls deep inside of her Fetch lover’s pussy, while Jay was suddenly dueling Maeve’s tongue with her arms wrapped around her neck.

“Those hips better start moving,” Maeve demanded as she pulled away from Jay’s lips to lick and suck at her cheeks and ears. “I want to be painted white by the time I’m through with you.”

Taking hold of Maeve’s hips, Dys immediately put their new, yet unchanged, position to use pursuing her lover’s dream.

The slap of flesh on gel filled Jadis’ ears as she desperately pumped her hips against Maeve’s perfect ass. Watching the ripple of her orange jelly was driving her wild, though seeing her huge shaft diving so deep inside of her lover was equally compelling. Having a transparent view of the process truly highlighted just how ridiculous Jadis’ size was when compared to her wives, even the tall ones. Her size accommodation skill was definitely putting in a lot of work. Except, with Maeve, there was no need for the skill to activate. Maeve could take everything Jadis had to give and then some, no special considerations required.

“Fuck me harder,” Maeve growled into Jay’s mouth. “Make me yours!”

“You are mine,” Jay growled back before roughly throat-fucking her Fetch with her tongue. “You are my Maeve. No one else’s. My lover. My Maeve.”

A core-deep shudder ran through the orange shapeshifter at those words and Dys was nearly forced to stop her thrusts, Maeve’s pussy had tightened so much. By the wetness that flooded down Dys’ thighs, she guessed that her lover had crested another peak. When Maeve eventually settled down enough for Dys to start thrusting in full again, she released Jay’s lips to whisper soft, hiccupping words into her ear.

“My true name is Zoi.”

“Zoi?” Jay whispered back. “That’s a lovely name. Do you want me to call you that?”

“No, I hate my given name,” Maeve laughed around a panting hiccup. “But I’m yours now. So, I thought you should know.”

Jay let out a little laugh as well, joy bubbling up in her heart as she recaptured her lover’s mouth and sought to sate her unending lust for her woman upon her lips. However, Maeve pulled back after only a few seconds, going so far as to put a finger against Jay’s own lips as she stared into her eyes.

“Don’t tell fucking anyone, okay? I really do hate that name.”

“Not a soul. I promise.”

“Good,” Maeve grinned, then wiggled her hips back and forth. “Now. Pick up the pace, dammit! I want to feel that hot Nephilim cum in my jelly already!”

Always eager to please, Dys increased the tempo of her thrusts, setting herself the goal of churning her Maeve’s core into a steaming froth of melting lust and bone-shaking climaxes. She was already feeling her own orgasm tensing inside of her stomach, but she held off with no small amount of willpower, determined to draw another climax from Maeve. She succeeded in that lofty mission when her Jay self began rubbing her lover’s clit between them, pressing her palm hard against her rocking form and giving Maeve that final bit of pressure she needed to find her release for a third time.

As the shapeshifter shook and shuddered between her, Dys saw no reason to hold back her own denied orgasm anymore. With a few more cock-achingly tight plunges, Dys began to pulse within Maeve, releasing a torrent of pearlescent seed that could be seen filling her transparent body.

While Dys was more than a little preoccupied by her spine-tingling climax, a part of her was still cognizant of her surroundings enough to notice that this time, instead of her cum diluting into the orange of Maeve’s gel, her seed was pooling in a sort of bubble inside of the Fetch, like it was being contained. When Dys’ throbbing slowed and she gingerly withdrew her cock so that she could sit back, she could see that there was a perfect sphere of her cum floating inside of Maeve’s belly.

When Maeve sat upright, a glazed look to her expression, she traced her fingers across her stomach, outlining the white bubble within. Grinning, she giggled at Jay’s questioning expression.

“Just wanted to see how much one load would fill me up,” she said in a giddy tone. “Imagine. You put this much in your lovers every time you fuck them silly.”

“I don’t really need to imagine, now do I?” Jay grinned back at her as she ran her hands up and down Maeve’s sides. “Besides, I can put a lot more in my lovers than just that much.”

“Oh, I bet you can,” Maeve continued to giggle as the bubble within lost its cohesion and began to diffuse throughout her torso.

Leaning back down, Maeve pressed her forehead against Jay’s, gazing deeply into her eyes. As Jadis gazed back, she saw the hungry desire she had so often seen in the Fetch’s eyes before. However, this time, she could see a far more powerful emotion behind that desire, feeding it and changing it into something more. Cupping Maeve’s face, Jay put voice to the emotion she saw mirrored in her Maeve’s eyes.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Maeve replied, her gentle admission as sweet as it was true.

The two continued to kiss for a while, enjoying the taste of each other’s lips, before the sound of a certain therion clearing her throat cut into the moment.

“Not to kill the mood,” Kerr said, her face a mere foot away from Jay and Maeve’s faces, “but after seeing all that I could really go for some Jadis cock right now and the rest of our Nephilim has already been captured. Mind if I squeeze in there with you?”

Maeve lifted slightly up from Jay, visibly looking around the room. As Jadis already knew, and Kerr had just pointed out, the rest of her lovers had been woken up by their passionate lovemaking and had staked their own early-morning claims. Her Syd self had actually been swarmed by Eir, Alex, and Sabina even before Maeve’s third orgasm, and Dys had been dragged off and away to a corner of the room where most of the others were having their way with her sticky shaft, along with every other part of her that they wanted. The only two who weren’t crawling all over Jadis’ other two bodies were Thea and Meli, and that seemed to be because Thea was contentedly being a voyeur while the Dryad was happily embracing the shieldmaiden and fingering her from behind.

“Squeeze in, huh?” Maeve asked. “Who, exactly, are you hoping to squeeze into?”

“I don’t have my cock right now, but I think you know I’m up for anything,” Kerr grinned at the Fetch, one fang biting her lip.

With a wicked laugh, Maeve launched herself off of Jay and onto the startled archer. As the two rolled across the cushioned floor, they disappeared under a large blanket. Jay sat up herself, a breath of laughter escaping from her as she watched the jumble of movement under the cloak. Reaching out, she pulled the blanket away to reveal a heart-stopping sight.

There were two Kerrs tangled together, perfectly matching each other from horn to tail. As the two passionately kissed, one groped the other’s breasts, while the other squeezed the first one’s ass. It was a stunning sight, and Jay’s already stiff cock hardened into steel. When the two Kerrs broke their kiss, tongues panting out of their open mouths, Jay almost lost it right then and there.

“That was…”

“…fucking awesome,” the two Kerrs started and finished each other’s sentence.

When they looked up at Jay, they both gave her the same, all-too-familiar grin.

“So, do you think you can tell which is which?” they asked together.

“Eventually,” Jay murmured as she crawled closer to the two minxes, her eyes dark with lust.

“Eventually?” the one on the right laughed.

“How’s that work?” the other one giggled.

“Well, when I’ve fucked the brains out of the two of you, I’m pretty sure one of you will melt into a puddle. Might take a few hours, though. Guess I better get started.”

Both shrieked with delight as Jadis made good on her word.