Rebirth of the Nephilim

“That’s fucking stupid.”

Syd snorted with laughter at Ammy’s strident declaration. With her right arm pinned under the catgirl’s body, she rolled onto her side so that she was facing her lover. Syd’s left hand moved to rest on the fiery woman’s bare stomach and her fingers began tracing random lines in the slick fluids that had pooled there.

“What’s stupid about it? Maeve thought it was a clever plan.”

“It’s stupid because Willy would never believe I was helping with smuggling,” Ammy made a rude noise with her lips. “Oh, that was kind of fun. Can’t really do that in my natural form. No lips.”

“You’ve known each other since you were a kitten, right?” Syd nodded in agreement. “I can’t see something like a forged letter convincing him that you had gone rogue.”

“Nah, that’s not why,” the Mystic shook her head, causing her flames to flicker in the dim light. “I tried smuggling some rare and very illegal potion ingredients out of Ortina, a city on the east coast that borders the independent city states, last year. Willy caught me and gave me so much shit for that, then Jocy did, and Lud, and when Lucia found out… no, he knows that I wouldn’t help you or anyone else smuggle a damn thing. I’m not sitting through any more of Lucia’s lectures.”

The admission wasn’t much of a surprise to Jadis. Amarantha didn’t have the strictest moral boundaries, so a little thing like laws against the sale of certain goods wouldn’t prevent her from getting what she needed to create new potions. Nor was it a shock that Lucia would be the one to come down on Ammy’s illicit actions. The Paladin was, while nice enough, a bit of a stick in the mud at times. Jadis was certain that she wouldn’t want to be lectured at by Lucia, either.

She had far better things to do.

“Well, regardless of the intelligence of Colgrave’s plot, it’s effectively settled now,” Syd said as she began to rain little kisses across Ammy’s neck and shoulder. “So long as Hraustrekr fulfills his end of the deal, anyway.”

“He will,” Ammy sighed as she leaned into the attention. “I know you don’t like him, but he’s always honored all of his promises to us. He won’t try to sneak anything past you.”

Privately, Jadis doubted that there wouldn’t be some kind of action taken by the prince that would be intended to give himself some personal advantage in the situation, but she didn’t voice the concern. Again, she had better things to focus on.

“Mm, are you rested up enough for another round?” Syd hummed as her kisses brought her to the swell of the catgirl’s pert breast. “Or do you want to relax for a while longer?”

“Don’t treat me like some frail little stoat,” Ammy ineffectually flicked her finger against Syd’s forehead. “I have more than enough stamina to outlast you.”

When Syd paused and gave her a look, Ammy grinned and shrugged.

“With the right alchemical support.”

Rolling her eyes in response to her lover’s silliness, Syd abruptly ducked her head and latched her mouth around Ammy’s stiff nipple, giving her a strong suck that dragged a delighted yelp from the Lares.

“There’s nothing frail about you,” Syd spoke with her mouth full. “And you definitely don’t need any more potions right now.”

Ammy’s agreeable moan was self-interrupted as she suddenly sat up with excitement. Or rather, she tried to sit up. Since Syd’s head was in the way, she didn’t get very far.

“Wait, wait! Before you keep going, I wanted you to do something for me!”

“What’s that?” Syd pulled her lips and her attention away from Ammy’s perfect little boob.

“I want you to go fuck yourself.”

“Pardon?”

“Fuck yourself!” Ammy chirped with excitement, her high-pitched voice nearly squealing. “I want to watch!”

“You want me to have sex with myself while you watch?” Syd said after taking a moment to process Ammy’s poorly explained request. “Right now?”

“Yes!”

“But you’ve seen me fuck myself lots of times,” Syd’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Shouldn’t we be focusing on you since we don’t get to have as much time together?”

Syd sat up to better face the catgirl, and Amarantha did the same, sitting in a distractingly careless way that forced Jadis to exercise an incredible amount of self-control.

“No, I haven’t,” Ammy shook her head vehemently. “I mean, I’ve seen you having sex with the others using two or more of your bodies, and you do things to yourself when you do that. But I’ve never seen you have sex with just yourself. Just you. Everyone else has, but I haven’t. I want to see it for myself.”

Jadis had to pause, thinking about Amarantha’s claim. Was it true that she had never fucked her own bodies in front of Ammy? She honestly wasn’t sure. She still did things with herself regularly, but when she thought about it, the self-fucking was usually in context to her lovers. The last time Jadis could remember having sex with just herself and no one else had been months ago, when she had needed to switch her skill duplication around. Sure, she had sucked and fucked her own bodies plenty since then, but only as a part of having sex with someone else.

“Why do you want to see me having sex with myself?” Syd asked, genuinely curious.

“Because I haven’t seen it for myself,” Ammy replied quickly. Then, after a short pause, “I also think it would be really exciting to watch you. Can I? Or do you not want to?”

Mimicking a noise made by Amarantha a few minutes earlier, Syd laughed at the question.

“Are you kidding me? I will happily fuck every hole I have all day if it’ll make you smile.”

“From what Kerr told me, you don’t even need the smile to be motivated to do that.”

“So true,” Syd signed wistfully. “Anyway, is just two of me okay? Maeve and my Dys self aren’t busy at the moment, but my Jay self is occupied with Eir and Alex and—”

“That’s fine!” Ammy clapped her hands together as she got to her knees, both her tail and rear end swinging back and forth in eager interest. “Will you keep this self small, too? Please?”

Ammy’s second request caused Syd a bit more hesitation.

Since there was such a size difference between herself and the diminutive catgirl, Jadis had taken to shrinking her bodies with Mirror Minification to avoid compatibility issues whenever she spent alone time with Ammy. At that moment, it was just her Syd self that Jadis had shrunk down with her selective spellcasting since Eir, Alex, and Maeve were all just as needing of attention that night as Amarantha. Since her other bodies were their normal full size, having sex with her minified Syd self, especially if Syd was on the receiving end of things, would be… a tight prospect. But not a prospect that Jadis wasn’t interested in exploring.

Perhaps very interested…

“Sure,” Syd grinned at the exuberant little witch. “I’ll be here in just a sec. Maeve asked if she could come too. Do you mind if she watches with you?”

“That’s fine!” Ammy bounced up and down on her knees, once again forcing Jadis to exercise her flagging self-control. “Just as long as I get to see you doing you!”

The location that Jadis and her lovers had chosen to camp that evening was far away from any and all prying ears and eyes. The empire’s tactics led by Hraustrekr, for all of its faults, had done an excellent job of securing the western border, which meant that the countryside leading up to the Rubaline Dominion was almost completely untouched by demonic forces. The area reminded Jadis of the English countryside, with rolling hills, large stretches of green pastures and farmlands, and temperate forests filled with centuries-old beeches and oaks. There wasn’t much to distinguish the western regions of the empire from videos and images Jadis had seen of classic European rural scenery, except the villages and towns, which were all built around the imperial principal of tall stone walls that completely circled each settlement. When Jadis had concluded her business with the princes, she had flown her lovers near none of those villages and had instead found a quiet, untouched bit of wilderness twenty or thirty miles back from the battlelines. Jadis doubted that no one in all of Oros’ long history had ever visited the small lake surrounded by an old and venerable forest, but there was no one else in the area currently, which was all that she was looking for in a camping spot. She and her lovers weren’t looking to be interrupted in their fun.

“We’re here, we’re here!” Maeve called out as she rushed inside the tent Syd and Ammy had been sharing on their own ahead of Dys. “Scoot over!”

The shapeshifter was already looking cloudy from the amount of cum that Dys had pumped inside her translucent body earlier, but Ammy didn’t have the time to make a crude joke before Maeve had practically thrown herself onto the ground behind the Lares and pulled her into her lap. The Fetch even adjusted her body size so that she was the perfect height to wrap her arms around the catgirl and rest her chin on top of her flaming head. The two eager faces staring at Syd and Dys could have been called cute, perhaps even adorable, if they weren’t attached to two nude, cum-covered, and very horny women.

“Fuck it, still cute,” Syd murmured under her breath before moving over to her other self.

For a moment, Jadis considered how she was going to approach the little impromptu show she had agreed to put on for her lewd little catgirl. The tent they were in was large, but its size was significantly undercut due to Jadis’ natural height. Dys could only stand at her full height in the center of the domed tent, which put her practically on top of the others due to the cramped space’s proximity. Which, when she thought about it, was probably exactly the sort of positioning she wanted.

Turning to face her Dys self, Syd had to marvel at what she saw. Sure, she had been living as a Nephilim for over a year, but seeing the beauty of her own supernaturally attractive body never got old. The way her perfect, unblemished skin glistened with sweat in the dim light of Amarantha’s hair was enough to get Jadis’ hearts thumping, and that wasn’t even getting into the lines of her long legs, the swell of her wide hips, the faintly-visible muscles of her flat stomach, the mouthwatering roundness of her breasts, or the delicate arch of her statuesque neck and shoulders.

There was also the giant cock standing out from her crotch, too.

It was hard for Syd to miss that detail of her own self’s anatomy. With the current height difference between her bodies, Syd’s head was just below groin height compared to Dys, which meant the huge pillar that was visibly pulsing with every heartbeat dominated her vision. It really was a ridiculous appendage, far too large and unwieldly by any measure of reasonable sanity. Jadis already thought her cocks were massive when she was looking at them from her usual perspective. Seeing them from a height that was comparable to Ammy or Sorcha reminded her just how intimidating her bodies were once her clothes were off.

Fortunately, excitement far outweighed the intimidation factor for everyone involved.

Moving smoothly as one, Syd reached up as Dys reached down. Together, Jadis settled her bodies so that her one self’s pint-sized form was positioned with her back to her larger self’s front, held aloft by one hand on her waist and the other holding her ankles together. The position let both of Jadis look down at her two voyeuristic lovers, while also giving them a great view of what was going on where her two selves connected at their most intimate of areas.

Dys and Syd both shivered in unison at the touch of her selves. Jadis loved that dual sensation, an experience so completely unique that no other being in the world could possibly understand. The heat of Syd’s wet pussy rested lightly on the top of Dys’ shaft, a featherweight feeling that made her whole cock tingle in time with her already aching core.

Somehow, without her even noticing, Dys had started slowly moving her hips forward and back, rubbing her cock against her other self’s heat. The sweet touch of her slickness against her hardness was intoxicating, and for a long span of torturous time, Jadis just reveled in the teasing sensation of her bodies sliding against each other.

A low noise, something of a mix between a moan and a growl filled the tent. Jadis was fairly certain that it hadn’t come from either of her bodies, though with how lost in her own pleasure she was, she couldn’t honestly be certain. Either way, the sound was a reminder that she had an eager audience watching her, one that was expecting the show to continue. Certainly, Jadis didn’t want to disappoint her viewers.

She wasn’t in the mood to tease herself for long anyway.

Lifting Syd higher, Dys removed her right hand from her other body’s waist so that she could use it to guide her shaft so that her cockhead was pressed against Syd’s entrance. The enticing warmth and wetness caused Syd to wiggle her hips against the tip in a sort of sympathetic reaction to her other self’s experience. With her arms over her head and hands grasping around Dys’ neck, Syd forced herself down at the same time that Dys thrust upward with a sudden jerk.

“Fuck me…!” Dys and Syd both let out a duet of strangled curses.

Tight. Almost too tight. The feeling of being stretched around such a massive intrusion made Syd’s eyes water. By the same token, Dys felt like the tip of her dick was about to be squeezed off by the tremendous pressure being put on her by her other body’s Strength-enhanced pussy. And yet, despite the teeth-aching pain, the pleasure was too good for Jadis to even think about stopping. Before she knew it, Dys had slid a further inch inside of Syd. Then another. Then several more. Then many, many more beyond that.

When Dys and gone as far as she could possibly go inside of Syd, Jadis stopped, standing with one of her bodies wrapped around the other, simply reveling in the experience.

“Ulya’s hearth, that’s so much lewder than I thought it would be.”

Ammy’s whispered commentary caused the two of Jadis to open her eyes and see her enraptured audience. The wide-eyed catgirl sat between Maeve’s folded legs, her mouth hanging slightly open as she stared at the juncture between Syd’s thighs. Her knees were held tight together, but her ankles were splayed far apart. Amarantha had both of her hands between her own thighs, plus the addition of one of Maeve’s hands, and while she didn’t have a clear view, Jadis could infer what was happening down there by the sound alone. Maeve was watching the erotic display with as much open admiration as Ammy, her chin still resting on top of the Lares’ head, though her other hand had disappeared from sight.

Without speaking a word, Dys moved her hand from the base of her own cock to the base of Syd’s, squeezing her other self’s shaft tightly. Using her left hand’s grip on Syd’s ankles, she firmly pulled her smaller clone up, dragging her tunnel along her pulsing shaft in a smooth, steady motion that made all four feet’s worth of toes curl. When she reached the point where her cockhead threatened to pop free of the tight grasp that Syd’s lower lips had on her, she held herself in place for a few seconds. Then, just when her own anticipation couldn’t stand it any longer, Dys used her hold on Syd’s legs and cock to push down in a much faster movement.

“Fuck!” Syd arched her back against the rough treatment she was giving herself, eyes rolling as she panted heavily. “Oh, fuck yes!”

Jadis groaned at the intense sensation, indulging herself in a way that no one else could. Rolling her hips up to meet the downward thrust of Syd’s body, Dys strove to dive deeper into her own core despite reaching far beyond a point that should have been physically possible. With her hand wrapped around Syd’s shaft, Dys could feel her own cock moving inside her other body’s stomach, the bulge appearing and receding with every powerful pump.

The two-toned moans of her interlocked selves filled the tent as Jadis fucked herself silly. The intense experience was nothing like fucking and being fucked by her lovers at the same time. Different, unique, and something wholly her own, Jadis couldn’t find the words to describe what she was feeling, even if she wasn’t completely preoccupied with luxuriating in the decadence of autoeroticism.

As her hearts beat faster and her minds seemed to float out of her skulls, Dys’ rapid pace increased, growing in speed to match the pressure that was building up inside her lower belly. Her Syd self did nothing, could do nothing, acting as a passive passenger as her other self did all the work, except that some autonomous part of her began to squeeze her core even harder, forcing herself to greater and greater heights of ecstasy.

When the torrent arrived, it came upon her with a shaky cry that was half plea, half sigh of relief. Syd groaned piteously as she felt the flood of Dys’ seed fill her, flowing so fast inside her core that in mere seconds she was already overflowing, cum gushing out of her pussy to drip down Dys’ legs like a debauched waterfall. Syd’s own twitching member’s fountain was practically unremarked, the messy splatter of her uncontrolled climax a secondary thought compared to the shuddering orgasm of her flooded womb. Several times, as her cock pulsed within her own self’s tunnel, Dys nearly lost her balance. Somehow, she managed to keep standing despite her head floating off into the clouds.

Minutes later, as Dys and Syd panted with exhaustion, locked in place with Dys’ arms wrapped around the legs that were held tightly against Syd’s chest, the two of Jadis felt hands press lightly against her bare legs. Looking down, a maneuver that required Syd to crane her neck to see around her own calves, Dys and Syd saw that Ammy and Maeve had left their seated position and were standing directly against her, both looking up with lust-filled gazes.

The view was particularly interesting thanks to Maeve taking on the form of an orange, semi-translucent catgirl of equal height to her partner.

“Need help cleaning up?” Ammy asked before running a rough tongue up Dys’ cum-slicked thigh.

“Or help getting dirtier?” Maeve asked as she nibbled on Dys’ other thigh without taking her eyes off her.

“Yes, please,” Dys and Syd replied.