Chapter 223: That Was A Mistake
"Ahh!... this is life," I moaned, lying back on the sofa, letting the sun rays caress my skin and the cute bunny boys worshiping every part of me, from the small toe of my feet to the tip of my cock. Their small pink tongues gave me a pleasant sensation, and the way they looked at me with their innocent eyes made me feel like a god—well, a goddess, a real goddess.
"How do you like the view, Morgana?" Celeste asked, sitting next to me, while slowly ramming her cock into one of the boys.
"It's beautiful," I replied, my eyes roaming over her naked body, taking in the way her breasts swayed with each thrust.
"And the boys? How do they feel?"
"They're perfect," I moaned, my eyes locked on where her dick was disappearing.
"Good," Celeste purred, her eyes filled with satisfaction as she fucked the shit out of that bunny boy.
As the good loving goddess, I gave the rabbit-kin males what they wanted. The remaining four wanted the same thing as the one before—becoming girls. And since I wanted to have a bunch of sissy males running around, I agreed to turn them into females, but they had to earn it first. I gave them the choice to change one thing in their bodies for now, and if they performed well, I'd fully transform them.
The first two were simple; they chose a bigger pair of tits, ranging from D-cups to H-cups. The third one was a little complicated; he asked to have his cock removed and a pussy added instead. The last one also chose to have a pussy, but he wanted to keep his dick. He wanted to be a futa, and a futa he became, but his cock was tiny and barely visible, so I boosted it a little.
Moreover, the vagina I gave them was a simple one, a hole that could get wet and stretch a little. I didn't give them most of the internal parts like a female womb. I did it for two reasons: the first was that I didn't want any male rabbit-kin impregnated, at least not yet.
The second was they had to earn it. I planned to have a performance-based system and added it to the temple. Since all of my kids are my followers, it would work. They earn points while doing any activity, and those points can be exchanged for different things.
"!!!" Suddenly, the hair on the back of my neck stood up, and a strong sense of danger enveloped me, making me jump to my feet, pulling out of the mouths of the three bunnies, leaving them confused and shocked.
"Morgana, what's wrong?" Celeste asked, concerned, as she stopped her thrusting, staring at me.
"I don't know," I replied, scanning the area, and searching for the source of the danger. Which should be impossible—nothing can break through my barrier, and even if an enemy could, the system would warn me beforehand.
Swiftly opening the map, I saw nothing out of the ordinary, but then the four dots to the east were acting strange, blinking constantly. Focusing on them, I was about to click on the dots, seeking more information, but then three of them disappeared.
"This is one of the scouting teams Fenrir sent," I said, looking at a spot in my land, and as I predicted—
WHOOSH!
The scouts used the 'Return' skill to teleport home.
"AHHH!" A scream of agony reached my ears, and it was followed by a blood-curdling roar. In a split second, I was near them, checking on their condition.
Two of the scouts were badly injured; one was missing both his left arm and leg, and the other had her right arm ripped off and a huge bite wound on his chest. The last one was covered in bruises and cuts, his face was bleeding, and his body was twitching, but he was better than the other two.
"What happened?" I asked, swiftly using my divine energy to heal the wounds, starting with the critical injuries.
"We were attacked, Mother," the wolf man replied, gritting his teeth in pain.
"By who?" I asked again, focusing on growing the missing limbs. "Who attacked you?"
"Wolves... like us, Mother," that's all he said before passing out, his body going limp.
"Fuck," I cursed, quickly using more of my divine energy, to make sure they survived. "Herma, can you read their memories?"
[Leave it to me.]
Placing my hand on my wolf's head, Herma was able to see his last memories and transfer them to me. In the memories, the four wolves were scouting through the forest, following a small path, when they located a primitive village hidden deep in the forest. It was a village of wolf-kin like my kids, but the way they dressed was primitive, wearing rags and bones for armor. They were armed with stone spears and clubs, and all of them were werewolves—similar to my sons with wolf heads, not like my daughters who had human faces.
When the four scouts attempted to retreat, they got ambushed by ten wolves from the village. Ten against four, my kids stood no chance. Yes, they managed to gravely wound three of them, but it wasn't enough to win. So as a last resort, they used the 'Return' skill, teleporting home. However, the fourth scout—the only female in the group—received a kick on the back, knocking her out of the skill, causing it to fail and leading to her capture.
"FUUUUUCK!!!" I roared, anger coursing through my veins, and the desire to kill was consuming me. Swiftly, I stood up and used my divine energy to cast a gaze east, at my daughter's location. And I was able to find her.
"She's alive," I sighed in relief. She was badly hurt and being dragged away by the werewolves, but she was still alive.
'Calm down, calm down,' I was trying my best to calm myself, but the anger was clouding my mind.
"What's wrong, Morgana?" Celeste asked concern written all over her face as she used her nature magic to help with healing the scout team.
I didn't reply to her and turned my gaze north, focusing on one single wolf woman.
"Rhea, come to me. We have some killing to do."
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"Chief, the hunters are back, and they have something to show you," a young wolf man spoke with respect from outside of the tent.
"Let them in."
Sitting on a chair made from bones and a small rug, a gray old wolf man gave his permission. To his right was a massive bone greatsword, and to his left was a giant skull of something close to a boar.
The old wolf was the chief, the alpha of the tribe that was located to the east of the forest. The chief's tribe was a large one, consisting of nearly five hundred strong wolves.
"Yes, chief," the young wolf man quickly left, and soon the flap of the tent was opened, and the three hunters stepped in, dragging a wounded body.
"Who is this?" the chief asked, his yellow eyes scanning the body of the captive. And when he realized the race of the woman, his eyes narrowed.
"Scouts. We found them lurking near our village. They fought back, injuring some of us, and when we were about to capture them, they vanished in a gold light. But we managed to capture this one."
"Hmm," the chief hummed, rubbing his chin, his sharp claws brushing on his white beard.
'She looks similar to that child,' the old man's eyes were focused on the captive's long black hair and the red marks on her face. And just like the child he kicked out of the tribe a long time ago, the captive's face was human, not a wolf.
"You did a good job," the old man praised the three hunters, standing up from his chair. "Wake her up."
"Yes, chief," the hunters complied, splashing water on her face and slapping her cheeks, forcing her to wake up.
"What the..." The young woman's eyes snapped open, and she scanned the inside of the tent, taking in her surroundings. "Where am I?"
"You are in my tribe," the chief spoke, his voice cold and intimidating. "Tell me, who are you?"
Instead of replying to the old chief, the young wolf scanned her body, noting the injuries on her arms, chest, and face. Then she turned to the three hunters who brought her there, her eyes narrowed, and a fierce growl escaped her lips.
"Oh?... So you're still not broken," the chief smirked. The girl was weak; the fight took a toll on her, and the injuries didn't help either. She wouldn't last long.
"Now, I ask you again, who are you?"
"..."
The wolf woman didn't reply but kept staring at the three hunters, her eyes full of anger and hate. Then she turned to the chief, staring at him with the same fierce look.
"You are all fucked," she grinned, her teeth sharp. "Do you have any idea what you did?"
"What did we do?" the chief asked, faking ignorance.
"Well, I suggest you prepare that ass of yours," the girl chuckled, her eyes shining, "because Mommy is coming, and when she arrives, she'll make you her bitch."
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