Crown of the Endless Flesh

Chapter 14: Goddess of the Unholy Flesh

I stood atop a mountain of cocks and bones. My skin shimmered with ash and cum. My wings unfurled into a twisted halo of shadow and light. Every hole in my body leaked divine excess—a cocktail of blood, lust, and corrupted grace.

The sky above tore open.
Not Heaven. Not Hell.
Something deeper.
Outer.
A place that didn’t exist—until I made it.

I spread my legs and stepped through the veil.

And in doing so—I created my own plane.

The Realm of Endless Fucking.



It began with my body.

My cunt stretched wide with power, divine and infernal seed still dripping from my womb. My ass raw from war and glorious abuse. My throat sore from taking too many gods at once. My nipples still oozing lustmilk—sweet enough to addict immortals.

I moaned.

And the sound created a continent.

Every cry of pleasure from my lips formed mountains of flesh, rivers of cum, valleys of blood and moans. My heartbeat became thunder. My orgasms birthed storms of sex and shadow.

Then came my temple.

Built from the bodies of my conquered enemies—alive, writhing, begging to be used. My throne was a rotating altar of cocks and tongues. My steps made the ground itself pulse like a clit.

And at the base of my throne—Lucifer.

Chained. Broken. Mouth gagged with my strap-on. His pride gone. His will shattered by my cunt.

He never stood a chance.



I summoned the gods. All of them. Old, new, forgotten, forbidden.

They came, arrogant, curious, hard and wet and glowing.

I greeted them naked.

“Bow,” I said, resting one cum-slick heel on Lucifer’s back.

They hesitated.

So I opened myself—arms wide, legs wider—and showed them what I’d become.

“My cunt is a throne,” I whispered. “My ass a pit of salvation. My cock a rod of judgment.”

“Who among you dares defy me?”

One stepped forward—a war god, thick and divine.

I smiled.

He lasted thirty seconds inside me before his mind broke and his soul dripped out of his cock, sucked straight into my womb. I squirted his divinity into a chalice and made the others drink.

And they begged to serve.



I was now the Only One.

The High Slut-Goddess of All Realms.

My laws were moaning. My justice was flesh. My language was fucking.

My priests were eternal orgy cultists. My paladins wielded dildos and spears. My acolytes had their holes kept permanently stretched to receive blessing from any visitor.

Even Heaven fell.

Gabriel came.
I sucked him dry.
Michael came.
I pegged him until he sang my praises in tongues.
And when I opened my womb again—Heaven itself flooded from between my legs, drenched in blood and cum.