Shrine of Lust

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3 Years Later

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Lucretia once spent her days as High Priestess offering praises to her Goddess in lavish chapels, in front of grand, glittering idols and icons housed illustriously in massive temples. She used to lead processions of hundreds of sisters or sometimes thousands of townsfolk, travelers, and more of Juno's faithful, was looked to by so many as a spiritual leader, as the voice Juno spoke to them through.

Now she simply found herself kneeling before a small, personal shrine, a little wooden statue of her Goddess and a few candles set before a single triptych. The shrine was not housed in a sprawling cathedral or even proper church, but merely set in small alcove in the corner of the far more modest house she now called her home. There were not hundreds or even dozens of similarly prostrated faithful behind her, just herself and the occasional pattering of footsteps echoing down the hallways. It was a very far cry from the splendid ceremonies and covenants she used to lead... and yet she'd never felt happier, more fulfilled, or more certain of her connection to the Goddess than she did in this adequate little corner of worship.

Her head bowed, her eyes closed, she offered her thanks as she did every day to the Goddess who'd granted her so much happiness in her life...

"...to you who ever watches and guides, I offer praise. To you who nurtures all women as a mother nurtures her children... I... I-I... nngghhhh..."

...Every so often interrupting herself to stifle a small moan.

"...I give thanks... a-and all glory to you... J-Junoooooooo."

Finishing her prayer, Lucretia opened her eyes and raised her head, a small, self-pleased smile crossing her pink-flushed face as she looked on the little idol that represented her Goddess. Normally she would've raised her hands in supplication at the end of a prayer as well, but she knew Juno could forgive her failure to do so right now, as her arms were a little too busy holding a little goblin baby to her teat where it peacefully suckled her throughout her worship.

Rising from her knees, she blew out the candles and left the small but well-cared-for shrine and made her way through her home to one of the common rooms. Her face softened and she sighed as she always did when she saw her beloved Blazh, sitting in a comfortable chair and looking plenty content with Camilla kneeling between his legs and giving him a deep blowjob.

Tiny little grunts and groans of pleasure escaped his mouth, the only softer sounds where the near-silent mewls Camilla made as she lovingly bobbed her mouth up and down the goblin's divine phallus. As he stroked his hands through the younger girl's silky hair, gently encouraging her to ever take in more of him, Blazh happened to raise his head and spotted the former high priestess and now mother to his child.

"Lucretia." He acknowledged her with a distracted but sincere grin and his customary simple speech.

Lucretia smiled and nodded in kind, her eyes roaming down from the vigorous form of her goblin lover to the pretty young girl with her head in his lap. She smiled at the total devotion Camilla was showing their owner, and smiled even brighter as her eyes traced over the heavy swell of the girl's belly, the bump that only grew bigger with each passing day.

Snuggling her own infant goblin to her motherly bosom just a little tighter, Lucretia softly padded over to the couple, kneeling down and brushing a lock of hair behind Camilla's ear before reaching even lower to gently caress the girl's proudly swollen midsection. But after admiring the promise of new life as much as she admired the already realized life on her own breast, the mature female rose back up and looked for Blazh's impish face again.

"I've offered our daily prayer to Juno..." Lucretia said down to Blazh, his leering smirk growing far wider as she did so, and knowing just what they both wanted the ravishing woman met his grin and leaned down, allowing the goblin to lock her in a deep, reverent kiss. Lucretia moaned so softly and so thankfully into his mouth, loving the way her lover's tongue pulled and twisted her own while their child still sucked and licked at her tender nipple.

She pulled away after several long seconds, a thick strand of spit linking their still grinning lips as she gave him a light giggle.

"...But we should still all do our best to give her praise today as well."

Chuckling darkly in agreement, Blazh started to grunt and dig his fingers more oppressively into Camilla's hair. His hips bucked from the chair a few times and Camilla cooed softly around the rock-hard cock stuffing her throat, signaling that the goblin was cumming into her mouth. But the youngest of the goblin-wives merely held her lips in place and swallowed it all down as she was expected to, and she looked ecstatic to do so.

Gulping one last time, Camilla slowly pulled her mouth off of the immense rod she'd been sucking on, coming free with a wet breath before turning her absolutely adoring eyes up to her little green Master.

"Thank you for that, my love. You were delicious as always." She said through a flittering little red-faced giggle as she rose up to her feet.

Now standing, the young woman had her big baby-laden belly right in Blazh's face, though the goblin was simply delighted to reach out and caress all over it with both hands, appraising his handiwork on her, the surest sign that he owned this girl.

"Camilla need lots nourishment. Stay healthy. Make strong baby." Blazh growled in his little buzz of a voice.

"Of course. Our children deserve all we can provide, and you're so generous to provide for me like this." The entranced human girl sighed out longingly as the little green fingers danced over her taut skin.

As Lucretia and Camilla both shared a knowing, naughty smirk with their goblin Master, Marcella finally walked in through the door as well. Seeing her two sisters (now much closer than when they'd just been priestesses) ogling Blazh as he just sat there with his massive cock standing straight up, the middle girl scoffed as she rolled her eyes.

"Geez, am I the only one who actually works around here?" She light heartedly joked, waving around a jar of herbs in emphasis as Camilla and Lucretia turned their eyes to her, not looking sorry in the slightest. "You know these herbs won't grind themselves. And the shop won't run itself either. And yet here I find both of you slaking your own lusts instead of providing for our family."

Almost as soon as Marcella was through 'chastising' them, everyone in the room broke out in a big smile and started laughing amongst themselves. But as the former guardian snickered at her own joke, Blazh, Camilla, and Lucretia all focused in on Marcella's own baby bump, hers only just starting to show.

"Well I suppose you're right..." Lucretia started slyly as she could already imagine the little green gift growing inside her young sister. "...After all, our family is growing fast."

While the four shared another round of sultry laughter, several pairs of little feet were suddenly heard storming down the hallway. Marcella turned just in time to see three juvenile goblins racing up towards them, two boys and a pretty little green-skinned girl, and she smiled warmly at the sight. They all skidded to a halt, each looking up so eagerly at the gorgeous human woman who towered over them.

"Mom, mom, you all come outside with us?! We want play game!" The biggest and oldest of the three excitedly asked, his speech slightly more advanced than his father's.

Marcella giggled lightly as she reached down to rub the young goblin boy between his tall, floppy ears.

"Go on out and start without us. Your mommies and daddy just need to set up a few things in the shop and then we'll all come out to play." She told them kindly.

The three goblin kids all smiled happily and stormed off, racing first for the shop that made up the front of their house and then dashing out the door. Marcella grinned lovingly after the children before looking back into the common room and smirking, first at Camilla's much heavier pregnancy and then the baby currently nestled into Lucretia's breasts. Her hand trailed down over her own soon-to-be second child as she took in the oh so wonderful sight surrounding her.

"I imagine our family is just going to keep on growing and growing then." Marcella commented through a mirthful grin.

But it was Blazh who got the biggest smirk of all as he suddenly leaned forward and harshly palmed Camilla's behind, earning a lovely little squeak from the youngest girl.

"Yes! Big, big family!" He happily proclaimed to the room, which was soon filled with the warm, loving laughter of three wanton human women and their cherished goblin husband.

Here's where the four had inevitably wound up after their initial meeting and the scandal of the century back at their home temple. After the former priestesses accepted their banishment from that sect of the cult, Lucretia, Marcella, Camilla, and Blazh all moved to a distant yet still decently sized town, just far enough that the exact rumors involving them specifically couldn't follow.

There the happy quadruple lived just on the outskirts of the town proper, in a humble but cozy little home that was plenty big enough for their purposes. They didn't really need a lot of privacy from each other, anyway. With Lucretia and the others' knowledge of herbs and medicine from the temple, they started a garden on their land and a little medicine shop from their house, and it was enough to provide for their family.

And of course, speaking of family, the three former-priestesses turned goblin-wives were as happy as they were diligent in making sure they made love to their little green husband many, many times every single day. All three had already given birth to at least one of his offspring apiece, and already had more on the way. Now the three women had no greater dream and wanted nothing more than to have and raise as many of Blazh's children as they possibly could. And with their incredible devotion, fertility, and Blazh's own Goddess-recognized virility, it surely would not take long before their little family looked a lot more like a proper goblin tribe!

As the four adults stopped laughing and just shared warm, loving looks all around, Blazh's expression started to get a bit more mischievous as his hand started to creep into Camilla's inner thigh. As her face went red again and she started to giggle giddily, Lucretia suddenly flicked his ear, sending the goblin's hands back to his own lap (where his cock still stood rigid and eager).

"That's enough for now, Master." Lucretia gently rebuked him through an unconvincing smile. "Marcella's right. We should all go set up the store and make sure everything is stocked and prepared... and then you can satisfy yourself with us before we all go join our kids."

The four all shared another leering grin before the three women start to make their way for the shop. Blazh lets out a slightly disappointed sigh as he watched their lovely asses dance through the doorway, but eventually decided to slip his tunic down over his cock and get up to join them

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Just up the sparsely-populated road from the happy little goblin-infested home, coming out of the town proper was a much more weathered and weary figure decked in rusted and hastily repaired armor and adorned with weapons and tools that had seen too many near-lost battles. Just as Blazh' life had changed almost unrecognizably, his old 'partner' Angelos was a far cry from the young, fresh-faced and starry-eyed adventurer he'd been just a few years ago.              

He still kept to the adventuring lifestyle, moving from town to town and occasionally clearing out a bandit camp or a monster-infested cave for coin. Only now he constantly traveled alone, and the 'company' he kept new was a lot fewer and farther between.

For now, though, Angelos had just been contracted to investigate a local burial crypt, and he wanted to stock up on some remedies and curatives before treading into a foul miasma of death. He'd heard from some folk in town that the best place to get medicine, despite being the newest, was a humble little herb hut in the bergs just outside the town proper.

The rough-edged fighter managed to find the store without much trouble, at least according to a wooden sign on the side of the road. Though the building was a slightly sizeable two story wooden affair that looked a lot more like a common house than a store, the sign indicated otherwise and so he turned towards it.

Angelos was more than a little surprised to see three goblin children playing and running around the house. As far as he remembered the townspeople had said the shop was run by a few women, and he'd assumed they'd meant human. But he supposed that they just as easily could've meant goblin girls; he had rarely seen those in his own travels, but maybe they were more common around here.

The little green children glanced his way, but didn't seem too concerned, and the sign said this was the shop, so the armored man slowly approached the front door. He found another sign on the entrance that said it was open and to enter, and so he did. He was slightly relieved to find that inside it at least looked like a proper herbal shop and not some random house, with shelves lined with herbs and jars and a counter at the back, however it didn't look like there was a shopkeeper present.

Angelos approached the counter, finding a bell on the surface and ringing it.

"B-Be right there!" An airy, warbling voice answered the sound, apparently coming from the back room.

The seasoned adventurer looked a little concerned as the voice was followed up by several more muffled, airy breaths and then a long-drawn-out sigh. About another minute of silence followed before a young woman finally came out through a beaded curtain separating the back room, looking rather flushed. It also seemed like she needed to consciously compose herself before she really focused in on Angelos.

"Ah, good morning. What brings you by?" She greeted him pleasantly enough when it seemed like she'd fully caught her breath.

Angelos tried to feign a smile in kind, but aside from the odd greeting, he couldn't help but feel like the girl looked familiar to him, but he just couldn't place her face. She was youngish and very pretty and looked like she'd be in peak physical shape... if not for the just noticeable sign of pregnancy jutting out from below her crop-top. Unfortunately, he paused for too long and drew a curious look from her.

"Uh, hello? Can I help you?" She asked, slightly teasing and waving a hand in front of him.

"Ah, y-yeah..." The man shook himself out of his daze and awkwardly fumbled his words. "I'm uh, with the local adventure guild and need a few medicines. I was hoping you'd have Saint Anne's tincture, and something to counter Grave-Lung if possible."

"Ah, doing some crypt diving I take it? Well I think we can put something together, let me just check the back real quick." The woman behind the counter replied with a smile before disappearing back through the curtain, leaving Angelos alone again.

Given a minute, the adventurer couldn't help but think hard and try to picture if and where              he'd seen that girl before. She didn't seem to recognize him, but he did travel a lot and rarely stayed anywhere for very long. While he was waiting, more sounds started to come from the back. At first it sounded like murmured talking, but then it sounded like even more muffled and garbled sighs. A deep gasping breath was taken, and several quick words were uttered that he couldn't make out before the muffled, almost slurping sound resumed.

After a couple minutes of this, another long drawn out but still stifled wail could just barely be heard behind the curtain that Angelos was scrutinizing harder and harder. And it was a few more minutes after that that the curtain finally opened again.

The younger girl returned, but this time she was followed by a much older looking woman. More mature certainly, but also ravishingly beautiful, with such a warm smile and glint in her eyes that made her appear like both an incredibly loving, gentle, but also very wise woman... who also for some reason looked red-faced and flushed and also had some kind of white fluid leaking down from the corner of her lip.

That should have been the most striking thing about her, but the thing that he really focused in on, the thing that almost made Angelos choke was what she was holding against her chest. It was a baby... but unmistakably a goblin baby...

Her prestigious breasts were barely covered by the flimsy, deep necked dress she wore, and the little creature was restlessly pawing at those big, soft orbs with its' tiny claws, nuzzling ever deeper into his apparent mother's very-generous embrace. At once his mind went to the three goblin kids he'd seen running outside, and found it pretty uncomfortable to realize that this woman must've been their mother! In fact, given the state of the younger girl, they possibly both could've been.

Angelos tried hard not to show it, but such thoughts of human women with goblins really did not sit well with him, especially not since... But he suddenly realized he must've been spacing out and staring again, because the older woman's voice was more than a little elevated when he finally heard the "Sir?" and snapped back to her face, looking just the tiniest bit annoyed with him.

"Uh, sorry, what was that?" The adventurer sputtered lamely.

Luckily all the older woman did was smirk and roll her eyes, apparently thinking he was just ogling her tits and was probably plenty used to that kind of reaction.

"You said it was Grave-Lung you were worried about, right?" She asked friendly enough.

"Y-Yes, and Saint..." Angelos started before the younger woman cut him off.

"Saint Anne's Tincture. Don't worry, we have that on hand right now." She said producing a few flasks and setting them on the counter.

"We can also make you a vapor to combat Grave-Lung." The older woman then took over. "We have most of the herbs we'll need in storage, and the rest growing in our garden. We'll just need until tomorrow to harvest and distill it before we can make you the actual vapor."

"Ah, thank you. And it's no concern, I can come back tomorrow." Angelos thanked through a slightly uncomfortable smile.

But they both returned with a much warmer smile, and now that he wasn't so focused on the goblin babe and more focused on its' mother, Angelos couldn't help but feel a strange sense of deja-vu looking at her as well, especially when she standing right next to the younger girl. He felt more and more certain he knew them from somewhere, but just couldn't place where!

"Would you like to purchase the Tincture now, or just wait until tomorrow to buy it all together?" But the younger girl interrupted his thoughts again.

"Uh, thank you. Yes, I'll pay for the Tincture now, but I was hoping you'd have a couple more vials." Angelos fumbled again as he idly reached towards his coin pouch.

"Sure thing! We've got some more in the back, just let us get them ready someone will be back in a couple more minutes." The younger girl answered just as kindly before she and the older woman disappeared back through the curtain.

Left alone again, Angelos' brow furled as he wracked his mind trying to remember where he'd seen them. He knew he had before, he was positive of it, and it was right there, just barely on the edge of his memory...

Once again, the minutes ticked by and as he came out of his frustrating thoughts Angelos became aware of more strange, muted sounds coming out from past the curtain. This time the throaty sighs and just barely noticeably feminine wails were even quieter, this time allowing him to catch the underpinning of more reckless and animalistic sounding grunts and sharp gasps. Both mysteries of the sounds and the women's origin were starting to drive Angelos crazy, but just like before the muffled noises ended after a few minutes, and then it took a few minutes more for someone to come back out into the storefront.