Granzoa's Regained Will
Thanks to the War God's overwhelming divine power of light, Granzoa—who had been steadily sinking into corruption during the fall of the High Elf Queen—slowly began to reclaim her senses.
“Huh? M-me…?”
Granzoa pieced everything together from the sight of her own naked body, drenched in saliva and love juices, and the High Elf Queens surrounding her. They were all nude, moaning as they pleasured themselves. Most of all, the sight of the Red High Elf Queen clinging desperately to the body of the black magician she so deeply despised—moaning nonstop while trying to strip him—told her exactly what kind of catastrophe had occurred.
“I… I’ve made a terrible mistake.”
She tried to stand at once, but her body refused to obey. She had expended far too much stamina and divine power. Though I’ve barely regained consciousness, the relentless caresses of these High Elf Queens are already threatening to drown my entire body in heat once more. The stimulation was so fierce and persistent that even she, who had never known a man, found it almost impossible to endure.
Yet the War God’s voice remained icy as he asked, “Do you intend to become a demon god alongside the High Elf Queens, Granzoa?”
The black magician who had become the War God had not changed his tone in the slightest. He gazed with complete detachment at Granzoa—a Main God-level goddess renowned even in the Divine Realm for her beauty—and the High Elf Queens, whose loveliness could rival that of the highest-ranking goddesses, as they debased themselves in such a shameful display.
“If you’re going to become demon gods, I’ll send you all straight to the Demon Realm.”
At the War God’s cold, desireless gaze, Granzoa’s body suddenly burned even hotter.
“N-no! I have no intention of becoming a demon god—ahk—!”
The moment she opened her mouth to answer, a scalding moan slipped out instead. She tried frantically to stop the caresses, but both her arms and legs were pinned tightly between the High Elf Queens’ breasts and thighs, leaving her completely immobile.
“Mmm—! Aaaah—! Let… let me go!”
The power dynamic had completely reversed. Her commands no longer held any sway over the High Elf Queens. With her limbs restrained, their tongues and fingers continued their relentless assault on her most intimate places. Despite her desperate efforts to hold back, uncontrollable moans spilled from her lips.
“I… I am Granzoa. I will become… the Main God of the Divine Realm—aaaahk—!”
Even as she forced the words out, a scream-like moan tore from her throat. A wet, soft intruder had just plunged into her folds.
“Huk! Huuugh! What? What is that?”
Granzoa looked down between her quivering breasts. There she saw the normally ice-cold Blue High Elf Queen wearing an expression of pure ecstasy, her long tongue extended as she licked the valley of Granzoa’s sex, still covered in soft green curls.
“S-stop this at once!”
Granzoa struggled to pull away from the tongue that was now focusing intently on her clitoris, but her captured legs could only twitch helplessly. The Blue High Elf Queen’s tongue delved deeper, probing the entrance of her vagina.
“Aaaaah—! No! Aaah—!”
“Haa! Haa! Lady Granzoa!”
The fully aroused Blue High Elf Queen began thrusting her tongue in and out of Granzoa’s passage, lavishing attention on her most sensitive spots. Obscene wet sounds filled the air as she sucked and drank the love juices flowing freely from Granzoa’s sex.
Watching this lewd spectacle, the War God smiled and said, “Even in this state, you still call yourself the Main God of the Divine Realm? How very like you, Granzoa.”
The War God was not so weak as to take pleasure in watching his old rival fall into such miserable degradation. So he spoke brightly.
“Fine—! I’ll help you. The High Elf Queens belong to the race of light, so I cannot use magic powered by my demonic energy on them. And since you are a divine being as well, the only method is to inject my creative power directly into your body through physical contact and draw out the dark magic. Do you consent?”
Understanding that he meant Essence Exchange, Granzoa’s body stiffened. Still, she managed a difficult nod.
I absolutely cannot become a demon god. Though this happened because of one mistake, I am Granzoa, Goddess of Light. I will overcome this trial as well, return to the Divine Realm in glory, and claim the position of Main God of the Divine Realm.
Seeing her agreement, the War God continued indifferently.
“Will you save the High Elf Queens too? They are in no condition to give consent right now, and their corruption is far worse than yours.”
Granzoa could never abandon the High Elf Queens.
The High Elf Queens are extensions of myself. Without them, I can never rise to the highest position among the gods of the Middle World again.
She could see the Red High Elf Queen, completely naked in the War God’s embrace, wildly shaking her breasts and hips, rubbing her entire body against him as she showered him with kisses. The other High Elf Queens were already close to completing their transformation into Dark Elves. The situation was critical.
“I… I permit it… so please, hurry…”
“Do not regret this, Granzoa. Everything is your choice.”
The War God’s chant rang out.
"Ground Fixing."
⟨ Wide-Area Suppression Magic ⟩
The magic that had once seized countless goddesses of the Divine Realm by the ankles and hung them upside down activated instantly.
Papapapapa—!
“Kyaaaaah—!”
“Huuuuuu—!”
Together with Granzoa, the High Elf Queens who had been caressing her were all suspended upside down in the air, just like the goddesses of the Divine Realm. Their enormous breasts—far too voluptuous and powerfully muscled to belong to High Elves—swayed violently up and down. Their rounded, swollen buttocks twitched as they let out pitiful moans.
“Aaaah…”
“N-no… Lady Granzoa…”
“Lady Granzoa!”
The High Elf Queens sobbed toward her like infants torn from their mother’s breast, but it lasted only a moment. Still hanging in the air, they began to frantically knead their own breasts and private parts, losing themselves in masturbation.
“Ahn—!”
“Haaahk—!”
Even so, their eyes remained fixed on Granzoa, who was covered in love juices and saliva and moaning weakly.
“Haa… Haa…”
The War God stared quietly at Granzoa. Though she hung naked and upside down, she had finally escaped the ceaseless caresses. She was breathing hard, her body twitching slightly. Her condition was severe.
Her green hair, once overflowing with more vitality than anyone else’s, is now matted with the High Elf Queens’ saliva. That exquisitely sculpted face is flushed crimson, and she can barely do anything but pant.
He rotated her naked body to examine her from every angle. Her breasts—perfectly sized to fill a man’s hand—were covered in red kiss marks. Her nipples stood stiff and swollen, also bright red. Lip marks dot her entire body, and her sex is murky with her own love juices and the High Elf Queens’ saliva. Her long, slender legs, still stretched taut, kept rubbing her thighs together, twitching from the lingering aftershocks of the caresses.
Compared to the High Elf Queens, she still retained some composure.
“Aang—! Aang!”
“Aaaahk! Someone… please…”
“Huaaahk!”
The moans and lustful cries of the High Elf Queens hanging upside down seemed to be reaching their peak. If I leave them like this, their transformation into Dark Elves will be complete.
Click—!
The War God snapped his fingers, spreading the legs of the suspended High Elf Queens as wide as possible. As their thighs parted, their sexes—covered in variously colored pubic hair—aligned with his eye level. Their folds slowly opened, revealing everything inside.
Between the valleys of their dripping slits, he could see bright red, swollen clitorises and vaginal entrances.
The skin tone of Dark Elves was a very light brown, while High Elves possessed skin as translucent as ivory milk. Those once ivory-white bodies now had pink folds flushed a sensual rose-red, like blooming flowers. Yet parts of those pink valleys were beginning to show traces of gray. Their bodies had already undergone partial conversion to Dark Elves.
Has the internal transformation already finished? This is going to be troublesome.
Among the High Elf Queens, the Red High Elf Queen—who had always possessed the most fiery temperament—showed the most advanced symptoms. To examine her reproductive organs more closely, he parted her red pubic hair and inserted two fingers into her entrance, spreading it open.
“Haaaaaaaah—!”
At the sudden intrusion, the Red High Elf Queen let out a breathless cry and grabbed his buttocks with both hands. She began rubbing her face desperately against his groin.
Yet the War God calmly continued his examination. Her pink anus twitches before my eyes as it receives stimulation. Her incredibly large and elastic breasts press against my stomach, distorting beautifully with every movement.
He marveled at the astonishing elasticity of her thoroughly trained body, but continued spreading her entrance to inspect the interior. The first thing he confirmed was that the Red High Elf Queen was, surprisingly, still a virgin. There is a hymen inside her passage, though its color has already turned mostly gray.
To gauge the extent of the conversion, he gently stimulated her inner walls and hymen. Her passage immediately convulsed wildly, clamping down on his two fingers with such force that he could barely move them. Unbelievable. This is the grip one would expect from a High Elf Queen who has trained for eons. And yet this woman is using her left hand to pull aside my robe while her right hand strokes my cock up and down.
The powerful grip of the Red High Elf Queen as she stroked his manhood sent intense stimulation through him, causing it to swell dramatically. Her strength was so great that he couldn’t pull his hips away; he was completely trapped in her grasp.
Ugh! This is no joke. At this rate, even I might fall.
Even while hanging upside down and naked, the Red High Elf Queen’s immense strength remained unchanged. She squeezed his cock with enough pressure to seem like she might crush it, instinctively rubbing her lips against it as well. It was hard to believe this was the same notoriously fierce and powerful Red High Elf Queen. Her face showed nothing but pure female pleasure as she devoted herself to servicing his manhood.
She’s instinctively focusing only on the spots that give me the most pleasure!
Her cherry-red lips parted, and her long tongue—slick with saliva—began licking the shaft of his cock. The mixture of the Red High Elf Queen’s saliva and the precum beginning to flow from his member grows cloudy. This is dangerous for me too.
In the War God’s estimation, if he was not careful, he would not only fail to restore them to High Elves but might end up locked in a life-or-death orgy with these women who had already turned into Dark Elf Queens. He urgently manifested his dimensional authority.
“So this is why Granzoa fell. If I’m not careful, I’ll be corrupted too. Divine Authority Manifestation!”
Paaaaah—!
The War God’s hair turned golden, and divine power of light filled the atmosphere. For a brief moment, clarity returned to the Red High Elf Queen’s eyes. She seemed to stop her caresses.
“Aah…? Huuuuuung!”
It looked as though her reason had returned for an instant. But desire quickly clouded her gaze again. She buried her face between his legs and took his entire cock into her mouth in one motion.
Hup! The head of my cock meets her red lips, and her saliva begins mixing with my precum.
Shuddering at the indescribably seductive feel of her lips, the War God pushed the fingers of his left hand into her passage as well. Since he couldn’t spread her walls with finger strength alone, he decided to use both hands. To administer the baptism of light, accurately gauging the degree of conversion is most important. One finger from each hand should be enough to spread her as wide as possible. It was the optimal method he could think of.
Even though her legs were spread completely to the sides, the muscular walls of her vagina still clamped down tightly around the fingers of both his hands, making it difficult to open her fully. Just how thoroughly have these vicious women trained themselves? They aren’t even spiritual beings yet.
High-ranking goddesses possessed vaginas of unimaginable quality. The fact that a sentient female’s inner walls could exert such power left him astonished, despite all his experience.
Meanwhile, the Red High Elf Queen—who had swallowed his entire length and was caressing it with her tongue—let out moans of pure bliss.
“Mmm—! Ahn—! Ahn—!”
Hanging upside down and looking up at his face, her expression had already melted completely in climax.