FVN Chapter 264 Priestess of Ür [18+]
Chapter 264 Priestess of Ür [18+]
"TRESPASSERS! HEED CAREFULLY. You stand in the presence of Dagda Mør, King of the [Anima Dios]. Who are you?"
Tch! Rafel contemplated, his mind blank. What was the best answer to that without annoying a cave full of ten-foot animals. If his current state could be a comic, a clueless arrow would clearly be pointing out of his head at this moment. As as for the glaring Gorilla on the throne, a cloud of red smoke shooting out his ears.
His vibrant red hair wasn't doing him any favors either. Rafel decided it was best to shut his mouth and let Cora do the talking.
He followed her as she started forward on the long and mammoth stone bridge; he met her every step with a silent one of his, as if if he walked quietly enough the Kong would remark his as a gnat in his realm not worthy of attention. The pantheon of [Anima Dios] were gathering into this mountainous chamber in trickles, large and frightful as they all were. It's not everyday one stares at a rat the size of a cliff.
The bats which had flew off at the sound of the Kong's voice had come back into the cavernous hall and settled themselves by stalactites that rose like magical trees, the crystals on the limestone rocks glowing like jellyfish in the deep ocean. The casual luminescence it threw cast otherworldly shadows on the faces of the animal gods.
Huge red eyes peered out from the bats wolfish heads as they dangled upside down from rocks. A crow, big as a boulder—with a beak Rafel guessed could take his head with one peck, perched beside the great plutonic throne of Dagda Mør. If normal ravens feasted on carrion eyes, this particular giant bird could gulp a head whole.
And Rafel was sure it had.
He and Cora were not the first trespassers to this realm, judging by the hill of skulls the Gorilla King had made into his armrests. Human skulls. His blue tail rose in loops out behind the throne, hung menacingly with the fat stinger dangling above like the tongue of a mamba, always ready to strike. It was the one part of the Kong fully scorpion.
"A giant monkey with a scorpion's hybrid genes? What could go wrong?" Rafel whispered behind Cora sarcastically as they walked. "Ufggh!" She elbowed him, shushing: "Quiet. He might hear you. They are after all gods."
It was at the moment of the cavern filling with diverse great-proportioned animals: zebras long as mundane Giraffes, and Giraffes long as dinosaurs; bullfrogs that towered over them as they passed by; Bengal cats that could give normal elephants a run for their money; and the mammoths—whew! their tree legs were at the endless depth of the cavern, yet their heads still rose several hundred feet high above the bridge.
They were that massive.
. . .it was in this moment that Rafel realized the vast cavernous space was actually a throne room.
The Kong's throne room.
A white Ostrich flapped mighty wings as it spared above them and landed on the right side of Dagda Mør's throne. As Rafel and Cora struggled in the gales from its wings—which was the equivalent of a mild tornado to them, the Ostrich briefly pecked at the gold ants crawling up the machine arm of her Kong.
The Ostrich fed on the smaller insect gods for a while—the ants were just about the only creatures in the darned hall the same size with Rafel—before whipping her feathery head back to the crawling trespassers coming up the great stone bridge.
Cora halted at the very predatory gaze. "Ahem... Great [Anima Dios], both majestic and divine, shall I introduce myself and my companion here?"
She was shivering in her boots and clutched to Rafel's hand. He was a step behind her, obviously. The way Corazón looked, even a Titan ape would think twice about eating her. Scratch boots! They were both barefooted. They had barely escaped the explosion at Grone's base with the clothes on their backs. The wolf-bats leered at whatever nudity their crimson iris could spot—on both the Ginger lad and the silver-haired girl.
The Ostrich turned her feathered head this way and that, studying Rafel and Cora.
"At least they've got courtesy, Kong." she told the great ape on the throne of skulls. "It's not every time our food can speak beyond their fear." Rafel closed his ears to the part at being called 'food'. The Ostrich ruffled her white wings and spoke again. "Listen well, mortals. Your survival of this night might just depend on it. You stand in the Hall of Ür. Before the throne of Dagda Mør. Before a gathering of the gods of green and wild.
I am Letawyne, Bashar of the Kong. We will grant you audience. Speak only the truth... And you just might live."
Boom!
Two athletic feet thudded on the bridge behind them. Through the corner of his eyes, Rafel saw someone of great height land at their backs.
Even then, he could make out the Amazonian build and generous curves.
He spun around. And his jaw dropped. Cora turned too. "Oh my!" Her lips fell into an O.
It was a creature that had dropped behind them. A hot creature. Nevertheless, feminine. Very, very feminine. In fact, she had more woman in her than most mortal females. She was now rising from the superhero pose in which she had landed on the bridge. Her raised her head slowly; her eyes were so green it looked like the gates to an enchanted woods.
She rose to her full height. And much like everyone else in the great throne room, she towered well above them. Rafel and Cora had slack jaws. This woman creature was gorgeous. Like hot-as-fuck! Drop fucking dead beautiful. Stand-out-in-a-crowd attractive. She had a suck-your-cock 'n then-break-your-heart edge! But who gave a shit? Semantics, right? Rafel got an Immediate boner alert!
But that was not the best of it. Nope. The best of it was that she was also animal.
To Rafel's demonic, lusty mind, yes! This was the best of it.
The giant woman creature in front of them was a cheetah.
The Cheetah.
Her legs were strong and Olympian. But it didn't distract from her matronly thighs and the robust outpour of those hips. Rafel never thought he'd see nipples as big as watermelons. But he did. She had on a skimpy Enchantress dress: wine red with high slits. One of her boobs was bigger than his head. Rafel was already imagining her fat her large nipple would be in his mouth. Wondering how it be to suck on such stupendous fleshy titties.
"Fuck. She's big!" Cora sighed.
"Yep. She's perfect!" Rafel joined her. He had never felt more like an [ecchi] pervert in that moment.
Just thinking of the breadth of her cunt made his dick squeeze a shot of precum into his druid cloak.
He looked on the feline Giantess and felt hard-pressed to sink his face into her pussy. And ass.
Her hair was a wave of fire and sunlight. Beyond the redness, it actually had scorching fire leaping out from the ends of it as it flowed behind her like a river. Apart from being a hot bitch, she was after all a goddess. She had magic in her. And as a Cheetah, wild forest magic. Rafel knew for certain this woman didn't lack for worshippers like the other [Anima Dios].
She flipped back her hair...and Rafel nearly melted as he watched the fiery irradiant waves bounce in slow motion.
She smiled and kneeled to put down her hand on the bridge. She opened it, her palm facing up.
She was clearly asking them to hop on.
"I am Cheetah: Ajah of [Wildwood]. Priestess of Ür. Shall we get to your room then?"