The Goddess's Melody - Muse Symphony

Everyone in this world dreams of being a musician. But it's not just about drawing a bow across violin strings or pressing piano keys. It's about composing sheet music filled with hopes, dreams, ambitions... and performing it. When did I start composing my own sheet music? I had dreams too... But my instrument became a sword, my staff became blood, my notes became chunks of flesh. When did I go wrong? At what point did my sheet music become stained with lies?

Life's companion, precious junior, devout faith... Nothing satisfied me until the very end. When will the day come when I can play freely? Save me... Save me... from this falsehood.

"………?!"

In just one second—touching the ominous rapier and blinking— an overwhelming sense of wrongness flooded me. I'd already felt uneasy in that sinister, dark crimson room, but this was even stranger.

"The church... auditorium...? No, something's off."

I'd been in my private room, yet now I was in the auditorium I'd passed by earlier. I couldn't have walked here myself. And in less than a second... Above all, this space felt different from that dark crimson church auditorium.

"Everything's upside down..."

Ceiling and floor, up and down—swapped like someone had flipped an hourglass. A chandelier loomed directly in front of me, while chairs, piano, statues—everything that belonged on the floor—clung pitifully to the ceiling, as if ready to fall any moment.

This was beyond dismissing as Clarice's prank. It didn't feel like a hallucination either. The sensation of my bare feet on the floor—or ceiling?—the chill of wind blowing from somewhere... it all felt real. Debating dream versus reality now was pointless anyway... but this was weird. I knew weird things weren't new lately... but this was on another level.

"It feels like coming home... cozy, reassuring. Why?"

The source of that initial unease when I opened my eyes... was peace. No wariness in this unfamiliar, inverted place. It felt like my real home, basking in inexplicable comfort. So what if it was too reassuring...? I didn't even think to look around. Why? Because it felt like my house. Who rummages through their own home like that? If there'd been a bed nearby, I'd have collapsed into it—this space was that inviting.

The moment I realized my immobility stemmed not from stranger-danger, but from the restfulness of familiarity, the space resonated with my shifting perception.

--Crash!!

"The chandelier...?"

The upside-down chandelier before ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me shattered into pieces. Shards and frame dissolved into dust, scattering upward... plunging the floor into impenetrable darkness. And the being hidden by the chandelier revealed itself.

In the exact spot of that vulgar statue, a woman sat with legs crossed. Skin paler than the vampire juniors Clarice had made—nearly white. Blood-red eyes that could suck you into an abyss. Breasts and hips... immense without exaggeration. Massive tits that might strain her shoulders, hips so plump two hands couldn't grasp them fully. Between her crossed legs, a boldly erect extreme penis. Even pale, its bulging veins and balls larger than a burly man's fist brimmed with vitality. Long black hair blending into the dark floor, a seductive smile gazing at me... she was beautiful. Stunning. I wanted to praise her instinctively. No falsehood in that admiration. Just her beauty gazing at me filled me with infinite bliss. Any man would offer all wealth and honor to court her; even a woman would auction the right to lick her toes, bidding with kin or heirlooms to claim queenly status... her face and figure.

[First time seeing me, Muse♥]

--Spurt~~♡♥

--Sploosh~~♡♥♥

"Hngh~~♥"

Ah, no...! Her voice alone made me cum, squirting everywhere. Truth be told, my dick had hardened the instant I saw her, my crotch growing wet... but her brief greeting was the trigger. Transparent fluids and thick white semen stained the black floor. My legs trembled, threatening collapse... but I couldn't fall. Why? No permission.

This space's owner was the woman before me. The moment her image filled my eyes—no, the instant we shared space—our relation was set. My throbbing, vein-popping erection and gushing pussy told me: I was ignorant. The Goddess was omniscient. It took one minute to reach this state.

[Hngh♥ G-Goddess? How long do I have to stay like this?]

[Shut your mouth, Frigia...♥ Even if my dick's legendary, we're the Goddess's chairs right now. One twitch could disturb Her comfort... ahhn♥]

[Idiot Carol♥ Legendary's my pussy, not your dick♥ And chairs have types—maybe She likes a little wiggle♥]

With my perception shifted, I noticed anew... the chair the Goddess sat on. Not some hard wooden thing. Cushioned by soft flesh. Two non-human beings formed a chair with their bodies, and She sat atop it. The green-skinned succubus called Frigia posed in cat stance—butt up, legs straight—while the pale blonde succubus Carol impaled Frigia's pussy with her dick, serving as backrest. Too erotic, too depraved to call a chair—their copulation. Flushed faces, dicks and pussies leaking semen and fluids freely, chatting casually... proving they weren't forced.

[Hmm... I mimicked the chair Blair or Clarice used in the Cube, but does it look odd to you, Muse?]

"Not at all... The two serving as chairs seem thrilled... I-I even want to be that chair..."

The Goddess questioned me, demanding reply. I accepted gladly, finally speaking. The chair-succubi, the seated Goddess—all content. How could ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I call it strange? More than that, I yearned for that spot.

[Good♥ Hearing that gladdens this mother so. Muse♥]

[I'd be honored to be Your chair too♥]

[Same as Carol♥ So happy to support Your ass♥]

"Ngh... hn♥"

They say praise makes whales dance? Wrong. The Goddess's praise alone triggered orgasm♡♥ Reason doesn't matter. Questioning it is blasphemy.

[Then greetings done—onto the main matter, my child. And child of cruel fate chained by lies.]

But benevolent Goddess paused there. Serious expression, staring straight: my twitching orgasmic body calmed.

[What wrong did you commit to be toyed with lifelong...? Pitiful, Muse.]

"Y-Yes...? Toyed with...? What...?"

The Goddess pitied me. But only one reason warranted pity: abandoned by parents. That led to priesthood under Goddess Hecate—even high priestess. Yet I'd told Her nothing of my past...?

[Didn't you wonder? Cast out by family, yet rising so swiftly to top?]

"I... suspected back then. But the elders said... I'd witnessed Your miracle directly and repented...?"

[Not you alone saw that miracle. Then all soldiers there would be high priestesses... Painful, but face truth, shed lies.]

Words done, She snapped fingers. A white rectangle appeared between us, crackling... then a scene played.

"Hah... Symphony family truly vicious. Sending away the child, yet demanding high priestess...?"

"To monitor for family secrets, assassinate if spills."

"Why high priestess specifically? For surveillance, novice nun suffices."

"Symphony's request. Make her high priestess for fame, lure runaway brother. Kill on sight too."

"Heh, nobles ruthless. Using own child as discard pawn. Good for us—ties to Symphony, generous donations."

"Indeed. Some backlash expected, but invoke Hecate's name to quiet it. Child bears the burden after."

"Lifelong devotion yields no such post—yet family's pull grants it. Heh, she'll manage. Arm stump or not, ex-knight tough."

"Y-Yes...?"

Screen showed elders who appointed me—words from piety-preaching mouths... incomprehensible. Corrupt church heads taking bribes, power-hungry... and me still chained by family post-"freedom".

[They call desire humanity's drive. But you know one, ignore two: desire wounds others irreparably.]

"G-Goddess...? M-Maybe misunderstanding...?"

Doubting Her... ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠blasphemy I'd just thought, now mine. Best defense: paint Her liar to cling sanity. No proof that footage real, right?

[Another. Behold.]

Ignoring me, another finger snap. Rectangle crackled, new scene.

"That's... our mansion?"

Unforgettable old home. Hellish garden training, brother-sister music sessions. Symphony estate overview. Three shadows there.

"Mother... Father... who's that?"

Exiled, cut ties—I knew little of current Symphony. Both children gone, dim future... yet parents smiled brightly.

"Iris. Grip tighter. Ah, not too tight—don't hurt pretty hands."

"Dear, Iris our precious only daughter. Don't push."

Faces never shown us. Emotionless father—perhaps soulless?—guiding iris-haired girl's swordplay. Mother watched warmly, worried frowns at stumbles. Mother unmoved by my scraped knees, broken fingers... what? Doppelganger? No... only daughter? Me? Brother Tune?

[That girl adopted into Symphony. Iris now eldest daughter. Meaning clear, no?]

"N-No... misunderstanding, Mother, Father, Goddess all...!"

[Misunderstanding's yours, Muse. Mother knows truth's pain. But to shed lie-chains, endure it.]

Scene shifted. Past garden idyll, into mansion—swift, key points. Truth...

"Gone... my room, brother's... no traces... family portraits missing..."

Birth portraits commissioned, hung—vanished. Replaced: Iris with parents, framed everywhere. Our rooms empty as never used. Bookshelves bare, desk items gone, instruments I couldn't take...

"Dream... illusion... testing faith! Mental corner to try devotion... I'll endure...! Such lies...!"

[You know best. These unaltered truths. Escaping via pretty lie-mask.]

Body quaked like earthquake. Wanted to wail. Deny. Reject. False post from elders' lust, not effort/faith? Adoptive as blood? Breathless already... erasing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me and brother entirely? Unforgivable. Shredded our lives. My life a lie. Admit it... I'm worthless. Defy Her words/will/commands... prove existence. I'm not wrong...

[Enough. That sorrow, despair—pour onto mother... I'll save you.]

Suddenly before me, risen from chair. Sweet, pleasant scent wafted. Hand caressed left arm.

[All began with this arm. Without loss, life not wholly false. Fate... mother roots out♥ Accept blessing♥]

"Ah... aaa... Goddess..."

She embraced like her own pain. Genuine touch. Warm contact. Prosthetic left arm felt real flesh under Her caress. Stroking up/down alone leaked pre-cum from dick♥

"Weird... so weird... aa...♥"

[Arm loss root? Regrow it—chain breaks. Primitive severing misfortune's bud, suits current Muse♥]

--Crunch... crackle!!

--Sploosh~~♥

"Haaang...♡♥♥ Wha... a-arm...! Nooo♥"

Unbelievable on prosthetic left: junction pushed out... flesh growing. Jet-black, mismatched peach skin. Devouring prosthetic, fiercely sprouting. Repulsive? No... laced with pleasure♥ Prosthetic felt nothing gripped. This... nostalgic left arm feel overlaying forming flesh. Like... first music touch♥ That changed life. This black flesh new left arm...

--Thud...!

--Sploooosh~~♡♥♥

"Ah... haha... n-new arm grew..."

[Welcome gift becoming mother's new child♥ Like it so much thick cum... hehe♥ Mother satisfied seeing joy♥]

From stump, black flesh ousted prosthetic, formed arm. Not ordinary: veiny like dick, gaunt-long-thin, fingers needle-sharp, piercing/ripping threat...♥

"Can I call you... Mama, Goddess...?"

[Odd question. We're parent-child already. Muse my precious daughter♥ Who needs permission for daughter calling mama? Call as wish♥ My child♥]

Impulsive. Exile for lost arm. False post from lost arm. Restored—different form. Severed old parent ties. Then... arm-giver Goddess new mama? Thought slipped out. But Goddess—no, Mama—beamed acceptance♥ So kind♥

[None call you false now♥ Come to mother's embrace♥ Bury gloom in tits, cum thick semen from dick-end♥]

"Ma... hngh♥"

I dove into Mama's bosom. Soft, bouncy tits assaulted nose stronger scent... dick auto-erects♥

--Stroke...♥♥ stroke♥♥

"Hnn♥ Dick, dick♥"

[Erect more♥ Milk all from dick♥ World forsakes? Mother eternal mama. Cum freely, reveal true self♥]

"Stroke dick harder, Mama♥"

Last tantrum to parents? Craving affection natural for child... parents seeing kid as career tool qualified? Iris too... will realize someday. Face hidden vile desires... But irrelevant♥ Got kind loving Mama♥ Gentle Mama stroking dick, kneading balls♥

"Hehehe♥ M-Mama cumming♥ Big daughter-cum from my dick... semen♥"

[Yes, no need hold pleasure♥ My progeny. All climax. Give mother semen♥]

--Sploooooooosh♥♥♥♥

"Kyahaaaaang♥♥♥ F-First time...! Never felt this ecstasy♥"

Mama barely touched—cum coated palm, splashed arms/legs. Didn't stop. Pulsing balls quivered endlessly♥ Mocked my 1-min reality grasp—over 5-min endless ejaculation♥ Ahaha♥ Love... this♥ Nothing but cumming...

"Ohhooo♥ Wh-what... pussy suddenly...♥♥ Hot♥ Mama, th-this♥♥"

Sudden pussy foreignness. Nothing inserted. Yet piercing pleasure♥

[Perfect timing♥ Muse. Semen from another lover♥]

"Lover... n-no way, Raysi...?"

[Yes. Call him. Your lover's name♥ Mother cheers too♥]

Hot tears streamed... Thought all abandoned save Mama—one promised marriage, Raysi freeing me♥

"Ra... ysi... love♥"

[Caroline, Frigia. Assist♥ For Muse's completion, birth♥]

[Gladly, Goddess♥ Caroline... Your loyal servant aids Muse's fall, ascension♥ I'll take dick♥]

[Kyaha♥ I'll assault prostate♥ Tongue in ass feels insanely good♥]

Surrendering to pussy-tingling pleasure, chair-succubi flanked me. Caroline swallowed dick...

--Slurrrrrp♥♥♥♥

"Hic... ah..."

Dangerous♥ Caroline's fellatio targets sensitive spots♥ Long tongue prods glans underside to urethra♥ Hnn♥ Going mad♥

"Nghit!♥"

--Sluuuuurpblorp♥♥♥

Dazed by dick-cum urge, no-breath Frigia's prostate assault♥ Tongue licks anus crevices, presses prostate urging ejaculation♥

"A, aaaah♥ Mama, Mama... this♥"

[No resist♥ Surrender to pleasure, accept waves. Just that♥ Mother's milk coming—drown thoughtless in pleasure sea♥ Muse♥]

--Smooch♥ smooo♥

Sudden heavy tits♥ Sweet milk flowed naturally, wetting throat♥ Heaven...? Every inch blissful♥ Dick warm-mouthed, pussy formless-dicked, anus tongue-ravaged, thirst Mama-milk-quenched♥

[Glacia. Tell Raysi-turned child♥ Coming soon♥]

" Gla... cia..."

--Sploooooooosh♥♥♥

Can't hold♥ Dick erupts mightily... pussy feels influx despite empty. Sensing it, eyes closed in Mama's arms... Awake saved♥ No dream... truth. No lie♥

"Mama♥"

Muse's masterful pussy wrapping dick♥ Knew instant insertion: already Apostle-grade♥ Recalled past: me lowly male 'Raysi', Muse inferior female. Overlapping bodies then... pathetic small-dick pussy. No compare to our sex♥ Not different—my fluids corrupt Mother's kin♥ Corrupting Muse thereby♥ As fellow Apostle, Ma-shin pillar, lifelong bride♥

Me and Ma-shin siblings—Mama's children/tools/slaves—holy duty: make all life Mother's servants, world Hers. Chosen few share mission glory.

--Plap♥ plap-plap-plap♥ squelch♥ squelch♥ stab-squelch-squelch♥♥♥

[Musuuuuse♥ Love... love♥ Eternal slaves to Mother♥ None separate us♥]

"Gla... cia... me too, love♥ Complete me...♥"

Muse begs. Urges. Desires♥ Grip plump ass, thrust fiercer. Ma-shin-reborn largest dick ravages pussy♥ No semen waste—deeper stab♥ Pray full corruption semen soaks in♥

--Stab♥ stab♥ stab♥ squelch♥ squelch♥ squelch♥

[All for great Mother Goddess♥]

"[A-All... for Mamaaa♥♥]"

Voices overlap praising beloved Mother Goddess♥ That instant, recalled Clarice's trial: leave semen bottle, dick-food cig by deadline—one or more. Leave: Muse wins, we leave. Fail: Muse falls. And extra condition...

[Hnn♥ Cum on great Goddess statue... surrender♥ Muse. Swear♥ Human Muse surrenders, succubus Muse births... semen signals Goddess♥]

Kneeling doggy, lifted Muse—erect dick aimed at Goddess statue. Since thrusting, Muse grew more: ass/breasts heavier, maybe bigger than mine♥ Understood words, dick targeted precisely. Unconscious yet dick lively Muse♥ Aa... my limit♥ But this cum... with Muse♥

[Muse... end now. Fall♥]

"[………♥]"

--Sploooooooosh-sploooosh♥♥♥♥

--Sploooosh♥♥♥♥

[Nnghoooooong♥♥♥ Out♥ Special corruption semen♥ Filling Muse♥♥♥]

"[Ngh…… kngh...!]"

My ejaculation synced, Muse's dick sprayed fiercely, coating Mother's statue. Beginning.

"[Ah……♥]"

Cum-site ass origin, pink spread skin. Swift silent—under 5 sec, body lewd pink. Not all.

--Crunch...!

Horns sprouted head with crack. Straight then spiraling ram-form. Hair lengthened, pigtails to waist.

[Aha…♥ Muse finally♥]

Long endurance... completed Muse♥ Tension eased... eyes heavy♥ No... want see fully awakened Muse... but max cum, no. Muse sucked all mana... fatigue...

--Thud...

Dropped Muse, fluttering eyelids closed... Muse...

[Ahat♥ Refreshed♥ Apostle body? Feels new person♥]

Eyes opened. Ominous church now perfect interior♥ This mana... yes, Blair? Hehe♥ Excellent taste♥ Later stroke head... no, Apostle-style dick-suck♥

Savoring rebirth joy, church tour—something tripped foot. Turning...

Very familiar, longed-for, lovely face♥

[Raysi... no, Glacia♥ My love♥]

Blue-skinned succubus sprawled lewdly legs-spread, still cumming semen from dick. Now knew: my human 'Muse Symphony' days, lover 'Raysi Gliss'. Male shed human shell reborn... this succubus♥

Thank Clarice sending to Mama... but Glacia huge credit corrupting me. My darling more grateful♥ Serene beautiful closed eyes, head semen-soaked vulgarity—ironic♥ Makes hotter, lovelier♥

[Pouncing sleeping darling tempting... but duty first. Sorry darling♥]

Lightly stroked Glacia's bangs, sauntered to piano before Goddess statue. Sole unchanged structure amid eroded church. Accompanied hymns here during services.

Goddess statue... why thought odd...? So lewd, reverent♥ Actual incomparable... but gazing calms♥

[Thank saving from human. Mama... Goddess♥ Now Your apostle... vow all for paradise return♥]

Respect/gratitude to Goddess, mana-infused hands on piano. Apostle instinct knew powers. One: erode instruments♥ Like Blair's church erosion. Specialized♥

Piano twisted mana-instant. Pink mana thorny-pierced, wriggled injecting♥ Grew larger, shimmering pink♥ Keys warped rectangles, each etched yin gate patterns. Finally, twisted grotesquely sparing Goddess view, dreamlike metamorphosis♥

Instrument ready♥ Time perform.

[Dedicate to Mama I love most♥]

Fingers to keys. Mama's gift left arm. Cherish forever♥ Convey true heart♥

[Yes, start now... from this temple serving Goddess♥ Demote Hecate trash, praise our Goddess. Taint territory, kingdom, world—Mama's♥]

Majesty swells. Goddess-praising melody permeates temple♥ Certain: ordinary humans hearing succumb instantly♥

[Nice meeting you♥ Clarice's kin, but slaves public Apostle goods? Clarice understands♥]

[[[All for Goddess♥ Loyal to new Apostle Muse♥♥]]]

[Yes♥ Past thoughts irrelevant. Human petty emotions childish now. Appoint choir♥ Accompany my play, assault pray-ers. Make Mama's loyal servants♥ Compose Hecate-denial simultaneously♥]

--Sploooosh♥♥♥

Hnn♥ Erection, ideas endless♥ So happy♥ Start...? Sell indulgences forgiving sins via Hecate name♥ How ugly greed-tainted faith... I know♥ Enough tarnish Hecate♥

[Hehe♥ Muse...♥]

Amid melodies, tickling own voice♥ Fainted yet calls me—destined connected♥

[Glacia♥ Love you too♥]

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