Reincarnated as the Only Human

Sadly, Aethisia finished her part of the work before I could be brought to ejaculation again, so Annie released my cock and instead winked at her wife as she whispered something to her, bringing a smile to Cici’s lips as she nodded and stared at the tent I was pitching right now.

The stained, wet tent that made me extremely embarrassed, especially when Aethisia turned around and stared at me with a small, proud smirk, only for that to fade slightly as she raised a brow when her gaze landed on said tent.

Before anyone could do anything based on this sight, Annie clapped her hands together and beckoned for me to approach one of the logs, with Cici joining us a moment later after she paused beside Aethisia and whispered something to her.

My embarrassment continued to rise after my sister came over to me and grabbed my ass, her bemused smirk only growing wider as she leaned towards me to whisper ”You’re always so much fun to play around with, aren’t you~?” before walking back to her seat to continue watching us.

Trying to join the two futanari as they began to plot out how to work on this while I was not only hard as a rock but also dripping wet - both from my pussy and from my cock - was damn near impossible at the start.

”So what your Mother wants from this is a statue of the Goddess of Wine Temenatra holding one of her bottles and ’pouring’ it down onto a lake where she’ll make a stained glass piece of ’water’ to tie the entire thing together.

So if we want to do that... I was thinking of having this be five feet tall to really capture the splendor of Temenatra, while also maintaining a base of around a foot and a half to ensure its stability.

Maybe even carve out a little compartment into the base to further ensure it can hold the weight of the bottles, glass, and itself without any risk of falling over and breaking? Use it as extra storage as well for some higher quality wine or something... or maybe make it a little shrine within the statue for Temenatra to ’taste’ the wines herself?”

Annie was able to ramble off a rough idea for this to start with no issue at all, and Cici instantly added ”If we do it that way, we’re going to probably want to have her kneeling at this ’back’ portion of the trunk so that the lake and the wine are able to be seen, which means figuring out a position that makes sense and maintains a level of realism that also looks good...”

All the while I was erect and ready to have sex, but these two brushed off that idea as they appraised the wood together with a serious look, mapping it out with some rough marking and even more chatting, though I regrettably zoned out as I was focused on Annie’s large breasts bouncing with each time she reached up to mark something higher, or how Cici’s arms and abdomen looked so delectable as she moved the trunk with ease.

By the time I could quench my horniness to a bearable level by just focusing on the words being said, it was a bit too late to have learned much on their preparation plans, but I could still learn something from this as they began to add me into the conversation now that I was no longer drooling at their bodies.

I suspect it might have even been done on purpose to tease me since Annie and Cici had ensured I could see them clearly during that haze of mine...

”Tell me, do you know the tale of Temenatra introducing wine to the world at large?”

I shook my head at that, the book I had been studying and the time with Yiksa, Sari or Dama asking them to tell me about the Goddesses not telling me about this particular Goddess just yet, though I imagine that was because the cost of one of those stories tended to involve me having sex with them...

”Well, some people discovered it by sheer accidental ingenuity of course, but most of the world had no idea about wine until the Goddess of Wine came down to bless those that deserved it with it. The one story that I think Renna and your Mother are referencing is one that is a bit more jovial in nature.

This tribe lived near a lake and were celebrating the union of their tribe with another through many marriages; their Chieftess was wedding three separate women from that other tribe, while the second tribe’s Chieftess was taking one of the strong warriors of the first tribe as her mate, ensuring that both would have the other’s genes flowing through to the next generation.

It was a bountiful and glorious union, so they wanted to celebrate properly by hosting a giant festival on the shores of their lake, inviting any who wanted to participate to come and dance with them as they joined together. They even offered an impressive bounty to the Goddesses to bless their union, and at the time Temenatra was touring the world looking for those worthy of her ’nectar’.

When she heard their prayers she joined them, landing in the lake and dipping one of the proffered chalices into the crystal clear water before turning it to wine, which she offered to the two Chieftess’ as congratulations. When they both sipped the wine together to symbolize this union even more, they were blown away by the flavor of this new liquid and proceeded to beg for even more, so...

She turned the entire lake into wine, blessed by her and ordained to remain so long as they remained allies and friends. Sadly things change as time passes, and the lake of wine is no more, but for a century or so it apparently thrived as a central hub for parties and celebrations, and many powerful people visited to taste the wine blessed by Temenatra herself.”