Carrying the giant hybrid on her shoulders, Echidna climbed onto Cetus's back, who had stayed underwater to shield himself from her mistress's shockwaves—now sinking again, preparing to set off toward the base of her Mistress.
Looking at the Hybrid with her, Echidna caressed his wounded, bleeding face before giving a delicate kiss on his lips, drinking the ichor that dripped from them with an ever-growing hunger.
"Time~...I can hardly wait for your divine flesh… I desire to see how many children you will bear for my divine womb…. Oh~ Asterius… you or my husband… who will be my best lover? Fufufufu~ I hope mommy won't be possessive~"
And, embracing the fallen demigod against her curvaceous body, Echidna set off atop Cetus, heading toward her two mother goddesses…
Asterius's life has just become even more complicated~
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Cetus slid silently through the dark waters, each movement causing subtle ripples. The darkness of the sea embraced the enormous form of the sea monster, concealing its path as Echidna held Asterius tightly in her arms. Her expression was a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation, her eyes sparkling like those of a predator who had just captured her most valuable prey.
Asterius, however, was trapped in a liminal state between consciousness and oblivion. His breathing was irregular, each of his movements sending waves of pain through his broken body. Yet, even so, his subconscious fought on.
As the journey continued, the surrounding temperature dropped. Black rocks emerged from the water, sharp and imposing, and the smell of sulfur grew stronger. They were approaching the island of Sarpedon, the domain of Echidna's mother goddess.
When they finally reached the island's shore, Echidna descended from Cetus with the same feline grace as before, her feet touching the dark earth. With a subtle movement, she lifted Asterius into her arms like a mother carrying a sleeping child.
"My dear mother… I've arrived," she announced, her voice echoing through the volcanic rock caves.
Silence answered at first, before a figure emerged from the shadows.
She was a partly serpentine figure, much like her daughter. Medusa Gorgon! She was far larger than her offspring. She possessed an upper body resembling that of an extremely beautiful pale woman, with gorgeous, long, straight purple hair tipped with snakes and a mature, voluptuous appearance worthy of a "Mature Mother," with beautiful cold pink eyes. She boasted a huge pair of bronze wings, and she had no legs—her lower body was that of a thick snake.
The upper part of her body was over 10 meters long, and her total length, including her tail, exceeded 100 meters.
The Gorgon Queen was an entity that could be called the "Queen of the Magical Beasts"—a being that defied human scale parameters.
Her mature, husky voice soon made itself heard:
"Did you bring the chosen one, daughter?"
Echidna smiled, revealing her sharp teeth. "Yes, mother. He is more resilient than I imagined."
Medusa leaned forward, her piercing gaze examining Asterius.
"But still, fragile. He will not endure unless he fully awakens."
Echidna sighed, almost disappointed.
"I tried, mother. But the shell of mortality still holds him. Perhaps he needs a stronger push."
Medusa observed the "little" demigod, whose breathing was irregular from his injuries, before approaching and extending her hand over Asterius. A dense shadow enveloped the demigod, and he shuddered.
"We can force him to remember. Awaken what sleeps within him…"
Silently, Echidna stepped back, watching with curiosity as the two goddesses began the ritual. The Serpent Goddess quickly transmuted something in her hand—a sort of "chalice" filled with a red liquid.
"Open your mouth, daughter."
Obeying her mother, Echidna silently held the hybrid's mouth open, taking care not to pierce him with her claws.
And so, the liquid was poured into his mouth, flowing straight down his throat into his stomach.
When all of the contents had finally been ingested, the goddess simply tossed the chalice aside, not caring where it would end up.
After a few moments of preparatory silence, a change was seen in Asterius. A crimson aura enveloped him, plunging him into deep nightmares.
"GrrrAAAAAAAAAH!"
As if possessed by something, Asterius screamed, his body arching while a scorching heat filled every vein. Red bolts danced beneath his skin, his complexion turning as pale as alabaster, and the earth around him began to crack.
All around him, the goddesses stepped back, impressed. Medusa smiled—a smile as malicious as that of her daughter.
"He is almost awakening…."
Echidna licked her lips, anticipation shining in her eyes.
"Then let's test him one more time. And this time, I won't be so gentle."
"GRAAAAAA‐"
Asterius's screams echoed and spread across the isolated island.
However.
As Asterius's screams echoed throughout the island, something else was drawn to him and began to move in the shadows. A sound of soft crawling and muffled laughter approached, coming from within the dark caverns. From the depths of the island, the other daughters of Medusa emerged:
The Lamias.
They crawled with a sinister grace, sliding like shadows through the cracked earth, their slender, serpentine bodies twisting with a terrifying fluidity. Their forms were a mixture of woman and snake, with the upper part of a sensual human woman and the lower part of thick, muscular snakes, their scales glistening with a metallic sheen under the scant light.
Their golden eyes, like two suns, shone with a predatory heat, their forked tongues extending into the air, absorbing every change, every nuance. Their laughter was low, but laden with malice.
Approaching Asterius's location with a movement of pure strength and disdain, one of them stepped forward. She had pale skin and rosy hair like their mother's, but in more pastel tones, slithering between the rocks. Her smile was unnaturally wide, stretching from one side of her face to the other, like that of a cursed serpent.
"So, sister," she said in a cynical tone, her eyes fixed on Asterius's convulsing body. "Is this the famous 'chosen one'? He looks more like a lost puppy than a threat."
She leaned in slightly to examine the demigod, her scales brushing against the stones in a hypnotic rhythm. A soft laugh escaped her lips as she watched Asterius's last moments of resistance.
"I thought you had better taste, Echidna," she teased, her long, clawed fingers playing with a stone as if bored. "This one doesn't even have half the strength of a true God. He won't last."
Another Lamia, taller and with darker skin and an imposing tail, slid forward with a swift movement. Her scales were of a deep golden hue, almost as if they reflected the sun that never touched those lands. She observed Asterius with a critical gaze, her golden eyes sparkling.
"Hmm, he seems... interesting," she said in a soft, venom-laden voice. "I'd bet he'll wither before he truly rises. What a pity." She laughed—a cruel, hearty laugh that echoed through the cavern. "Imagine, a demigod who can't even defend himself."
The first Lamia, still wearing her sharp smile, approached her sister. "But then, do you think our dear Echidna will really let him die, or will she keep this toy until he becomes useful?" She looked at Echidna with a challenging gaze, almost amused by the idea of provoking her elder sister.
Echidna, who had until then observed the ritual in silence, suddenly turned. Her eyes blazed with a silent fury, and the tension around her became palpable. "Silence!" she snarled, her voice dripping with venom. "This 'toy,' as you call it, has more power than you can comprehend. He is still forming, but do not underestimate what he can do. If you continue with these jokes, I will have to deal with you myself." The Mother of Monsters punctuated her threat by raising her claws threateningly at her sisters.
The Lamias hesitated for a brief moment, their malicious smiles fading, though the daring in their eyes was not entirely extinguished. The second Lamia, with the golden tail, was not easily intimidated and made an impatient gesture with her hand.
"Calm down, Echidna. I was just having a little fun," she said in a defiant voice, but soon hesitated when she felt eyes upon her.
Feeling observed, she then turned to Medusa, who was watching the scene from above, her eyes seeming to fix the daughters in a look that forced them to be silent.
After a few tense moments of silence, broken only by Asterius's screams, Medusa finally made her presence known. Her deep, powerful voice resonated through the caverns.
"Enough, my daughters," she said in a tone that made the air tremble. "Do not forget who is in charge here." She advanced, her great serpentine tail dragging along the rocks, her enormous bronze wings beating softly, creating a gentle, cool breeze.
The Lamias immediately bowed, their eyes gleaming with respect in the face of Medusa's unquestionable authority.
"Sorry, mommy," they all said in unison, in a tone of submission. A moment of silence fell as Medusa approached Asterius, her cold, piercing eyes fixed on the demigod.
Medusa then observed Asterius's suffering, her sharp serpentine claws relaxing slightly. "The chosen one... He is still far from his true power. And yet, he is already beginning to show signs of his true nature," she murmured, more to herself than to the others.
Echidna stepped forward, her eyes shining with an unsettling light. "I feel that he is about to break. Perhaps it is time to give him the final push, mother."
Medusa looked at her daughter with an enigmatic smile. "Yes... he needs more. But do not forget, my daughters," she spoke with an almost icy softness. "He is 'that person' your grandmother awaits… we won't let her be disappointed in us by failing at this."
With a mischievous smile, Echidna looked at Asterius's body, now contorted by pain and surging energy. "Then let's make him rise. Let's see if he is worthy of our patience."
As Medusa and Echidna prepared to continue, the Lamias watched the demigod with a mix of curiosity and a slight expectation that he might indeed reveal some kind of power that even they did not fully understand. With a mischievous smile, one of the Lamias—this one with green scales and dark blue hair, her tail softly coiled around a rock—whispered:
"I bet he will surprise us… or destroy us all."
The other Lamias murmured among themselves, and the tension intensified as Asterius's screams grew louder. Each of them anxiously awaited the next step, whether to witness the demigod's downfall or to see the birth of a new mythical force.
[POV ASTERIUS]
The pain Asterius felt seemed to come from every cell in his body, as if every fiber of flesh and bone were being stretched to the limit. The heat inside him was unbearable, as if his blood were boiling in his veins, burning, becoming a destructive force. His skin, once tanned, was now as pale as marble, marred by pulsating red veins, and the earth around him was cracking and splitting under the weight of the power that began to blaze within him.
Each breath was a struggle, a stifled scream in his throat, yet he could not even move. His body was immobilized by pain, as if being crushed by invisible hands, smashing him from within. He felt chaos spreading through his mind—a storm of distorted thoughts and violent images, shadows and figures that seemed to whisper promises and threats. His vision was blurred, clouded by tears of suffering, and he could only hear the echo of his own broken voice.
Medusa's voice cut through the air, deep and penetrating, and her words struck Asterius like a cold blade. He couldn't fully comprehend what was happening, but something inside him was reacting to the growing pressure—something primitive, something he did not know existed within him. It was a feeling of awakening, of power accumulating, of something much greater than he had ever imagined possible.
"He is still far from his true power. And yet, he is already beginning to show signs of his true nature…" Medusa's voice murmured, and Asterius heard her words as if they came from a distant dream.
But what he felt now was no dream. It was pain—a pain that made him writhe, yet also made him feel alive in a way he had never experienced. The energy within him was no longer merely destructive, but something that could be transformative. Something… terrifying.
The laughter of the Lamias echoed in his mind, distant, as if they were mocking him. He felt their pressure upon him, as if he were being watched by monsters eager to devour him. He tried to resist, but the pain only grew, and something inside him began to break.
Echidna's soft voice resonated around him, almost like a warm whisper, laden with an insatiable hunger. "Time... I can hardly wait for your divine flesh…" Those words echoed in his mind like poison coursing through his veins. He did not know what it meant, but he knew the pain was only increasing.
But suddenly, the pain stopped.
Not only that.
His senses of touch, hearing, and sight also vanished…
「Oh my, oh my~... what do we have here?」
That voice—
"Gah…"
It was like a curse, so strong that it made him want to tear out and cast aside his own ears, shaking the surroundings, and a wave of corrosion even more devastating than the previous one was approaching.
「Do not fear, my child, open your eyes~」
His eyes opened, and the vision that bombarded him was of a being almost utterly UNFATHOMABLE to him.
A being he could not call man or woman, not even HUMAN.
While the other gods might pass for human, or at least resemble humans, it was immediately clear that this being was not of this world.
「Am I beautiful to you? Little God?」
There it was—another oddity. Its voice seemed to contain a multitude of separate voices of various genders, all speaking in unison. It was strange and agonizing.
"A-a…who are you?"
The being smiled in a cold, indifferent way before answering:
「We?... well… let's say I am NOTHING, but also EVERYTHING. I am also the void, and the World. I am what they call the universe, but I am also a singular… I am, Chaos! The primordial of the primordials. We are those who created this world… tell me… how do I appear in your vision, little god? Answer!」
Primordial, Chaos? It seemed content to wait for an answer, but Asterius was still in shock.
Until—
A wave of calm infiltrated his mind and soul. He felt strong enough to answer–
"You are…" I didn't know how to quantify such a thing… but… if I had to use one word… it would be— "perfect… beautiful… handsome…"
Yes. It would be an understatement to call you anything else. A being like Chaos, who is the personification of the primordial void. If there were anything perfect, it would be Him.
Paying closer attention to His appearance, the closest Chaos comes to "normal" is his human head and torso. Bat-like wings sprout from his back, and in the middle of his chest there is a red stone. A large, ruby eye sits on his forehead, and within that eye, two smaller eyes can be seen. His face was androgynous, making it impossible to discern male from female. His long hair was tied back in a silvery white ponytail with pink and golden streaks, adorned with a golden halo and maroon flowers.
After my words, it seemed the being felt satisfied.
「You certainly know how to flatter, my little demigod… but tell me… what do you intend to do now? My granddaughters seek your end, yet since Typhon, I have not felt a being with such a connection to chaos. Typhon was far too bestial for a connection. But you are so pure… tell me, could you grant Me the pleasure of knowing you?」
Chaos seemed like a child who had received the toy it so longed for. I did not understand what connection I had with Typhon, but I remained curious.
"B-b-but why ask for permission?"
「Oh, it would be boring to simply witness your entire fate, I enjoy surprises. After all, everything was created by something involuntary. Everything is more fun when it is unexpected. In this regard, my granddaughters and I disagree. So… what do you say to a little present? My little chaos~」
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His eyes opened a bit wider, and the blurred vision he had began to focus on the approaching shadows. The Lamias—sinuous serpents—crawled in the darkness like demons, with malicious smiles and eyes burning with desire. He could see them, but his mind was completely torn apart by pain. What they were saying, what they wanted… he could barely process.
Seeing all those figures, he felt something inside him turn over. It was not just the pain. It was a feeling of humiliation, a growing anger that seemed to come from the depths of his soul. Yet the anger was muffled, swallowed by the darkness that took over his mind.
He heard a mocking voice in the distance:
"I thought you had better taste, Echidna..." another Lamia said disdainfully, and Asterius's scant vision was clouded by fury, by cutting words mixing with physical pain. Something was building up inside him—a force he did not understand, a force that seemed to transcend pain.
"But still, fragile. He will not endure if he does not fully awaken..." Medusa murmured, and Asterius felt something inside him react to that word.
Awaken!!!
He did not know what it meant, but his mind was now in a state of ecstasy and despair, as if he were on the brink of something huge—something that could either destroy him or set him free. But what he felt was no longer just pain. It was the weight of an approaching destiny, something inevitable, damn those Fates and their nonsense!!!
He could feel the deities around him, all waiting for his response, and he could sense it—the expectations, the hunger, the demand.
He screamed again, louder now, and that scream was an explosion of power, a crack that seemed to split the space around him. His skin burned, but now he could feel the energy pulsing, red bolts dancing beneath his flesh, spreading as if they wanted to tear his body apart from within. He wanted to break free, to escape, but something compelled him to continue. Something was awakening inside him, something that could not be ignored. He did not know if he wanted to become what he was about to be, but there was no longer any choice. He was becoming something much greater than an ordinary demigod.
The pain was transforming. Not into an end, but into a beginning. The energy consumed him—a primordial, wild force that could not be contained. He did not know if it was destroying him or making him stronger, but he knew that change was imminent. And he was at its center, in the heart of a storm that engulfed him—a scream growing ever deeper and fiercer.
Whatever awaited him, Asterius knew there was no turning back. He was beginning to awaken. And nothing could stop him.
"Taurus Keraunos"
And so, he felt himself shattering–
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It was as if a shockwave spread, accompanied by a flash resembling lightning.
"Huh...?"
Everyone was left speechless by the absurdity that was unfolding before them.
Had it not been for Gaia's protective barrier in these lands, all the gods would have already discovered and come to investigate this island due to the released surge of power.
There, before them, stood Asterius. He looked even more DIVINE, his body healed of its injuries and wounds. Yet, at the same time, everyone could feel the divine PULSE emanating from his body—a pulse that screamed "domination." Worthy of a god, it made the Lamias tremble unconsciously. His body was LARGER; his skin was now white as alabaster, with crimson veins pulsing throughout, and his horns looked even more menacing in their red hue.
Among the Monster Goddesses, the one who had the most characteristic reaction was—
"Ahn~"
Echidna.
Whatever firm and abrasive pose she had displayed before in front of her sisters, now disappeared.
"I-it's the same as Typhon again~ I-I knew I didn't feel wrong, ahn~ sooo hot~" the former consort of the Chaos King, now lay on her knees on the ground as saliva dripped from her mouth and her hands played with her heavy breasts and tight hips.
Her erect nipples were visible through her robe, with milk visibly leaking and "water" running down between her legs.
One thing about Echidna was that—
"I want that divine flesh SOOOOO much~"
She was a completely depraved goddess of chaos~
Echidna was the mother of many monsters, many associated this with Typhon. But one of the main factors was that Echidna was a goddess who was attracted to Chaos beasts and when faced with a "mate" she considered worthy, her body would go into "heat" and her womb would throb to be filled~
And the hybrid's current state was ready to be helped~
And she wasn't the only one~
"Ah~ mother, was this what you promised me? A… stallion like this?"
Medusa was in equal ecstasy as her daughter, as mother goddesses, their instincts of seeking and fertility were the sharpest for potential mates.
She gently shrank her Titan form to a more "acceptable" form although she was still a head taller and had a larger and more robust body than her 3 meter daughter and now had scaly legs in place of her enormous tail.
With a predatory smile that made her prey die, her full lips almost bleeding, she grabbed Asterius's warm body to her body~
When Medusa felt the warm air exhaled by Asterius against the underside of her breasts, her face turned red and she had to knock her knees together and bite her lip to contain the explosion of maternal instinct that pulsed in her ovaries that followed. She was so proud to be a mother and to have given birth to her daughters….maybe…it was time to have a SON…and fulfill all her needs…
"Ahn~ I want it so much~"
Looking at Asterius's frowning and still not fully awake face, she just wanted to pull him into her lap and nurse him. Despite Asterius's age, her body - breasts in particular - seemed to be unable to process the message that the age of nursing had long since passed, and the warm, sweet, creamy white liquid leaking from every pore and duct in her enormous breasts made her yearn for release!
And not only them, Asterius's own hot body seemed to feel this, if THE HUGE tent that threatened to pierce his torn red tunic was any indication. But before they could see what was underneath, the young demigod who had been sleeping until recently, woke up
"W-What?" Her mind was confused and unable to understand the things around her and her voice hoarse with weakness. "Thirst-" the demigod murmured. It was clear that all the heat exhaled from her body was also affecting him. In his ears, Medusa's mature and eager voice could be heard-
"Here~ Quench your thirst at will, my little one~"
A tip of something soft was placed on his cracked and dry lips, and drops of something that could only be called DELICACIES fell into his mouth, a sweet and bitter flavor that seemed to reinvigorate his will!
*SUCK!*
With his eyes closed and his dry throat begging to be refreshed, Asterius grabbed with his hands the soft and elastic object that held such ichor, drinking from it voraciously.
"AHN~"
Medusa's moans did not go unnoticed by him. But at this moment he did not care, only quenching his throat was his purpose.
Therefore, after a few moments, he finally managed to fill his stomach after switching to a new "container" placed on his face.
It was then that he finally opened his eyes, which soon widened at what he saw!
"B-BREASTS?!!"
"Time? Why the surprise now? You were suckling on them like a baby until just now~ my breasts are very sensitive, you know? You have strong lips my dear~"
Medusa laughed softly as she stroked his albino mane, and Asterius looked on in shock as his hands were paralyzed on one of Medusa's perfectly round and plump breasts, equivalent to his Titanic size of 3 and a half meters.
"H-HOW DID I GET HERE?! L-LET ME GO!" Medusa laughed as she released the demigod from her arms, quickly returning to cup her sensitive breasts that were still leaking stray drops of milk.
"For someone who was dying of thirst a while ago, you look very refreshed~ ready for round two, little god?"
Echidna scoffed as she suddenly appeared next to Asterius.
In a quick movement, he crawled to stand in front of everyone, only to find himself surrounded by several of the reptilian women.
"What's wrong, little god? Do you feel cornered?"
"What do you want?" Asterius retorted as he saw the Lamias and the 2 Mothers of monsters in front of him.
"Simple~ Become our new Consort and Father of the Monsters~" Echidna announced without any hesitation, while shamelessly licking her lips, staring at Asterius' still-formed tent.
"WHAT?" Asterius was more than shocked by this, even more so when he noticed the predatory looks of everyone on the island.
"What my daughter meant is that we NEED you, a prophecy was given by Mother Gaia, and you are our chosen one, so we wish you to accept becoming our king consort. Echidna's and Mine, Medusa."
Medusa was more polite than her daughter, but she stared at Asterius. With each answer, the Mother of the Monsters got closer to Asterius, until in her last sentence she had her heavy breasts in front of his face, still dripping milk slightly.
"So? What do you say?"
"I refuse to be a toy… what's stopping me from not being a simple slave to you?"
He was right, nothing prevented them from subjugating him with their numbers and turning him into a mere sex slave without freedom, even more so since Echidna proved herself more than enough to defeat him without using any divine or magical power.
The Gorgon smiled calmly as she tapped her finger on her lips, before answering:
"Oh? Nothing prevents it. But I much prefer a husband who likes me than one who hates me… hmm… what to do… AH! I know!"
And with her hand shooting quickly, she grabbed the tent in Asterius' tunic, which made him stiffen from the spontaneous attack and fear of having his member lost.
"How about a bet? Let's play~ if you can make us, and I mean, ME and my dear ECHIDNA satisfied, We will let You go, not only that, we become totally SERVILE and SUBMISSIVE to you, you can do whatever you want with us, make us your whores, livestock, give us to the gods, kill us for revenge, whatever you wish~" each word of the Mother Serpent was punctuated with her hand "massaging" Asterius' huge bulge under his tunic, while her long forked tongue licked his cheek, before pulling away Smiling confidently at the demigod.
'I'm screwed regardless…of course, not that it would be bad, in the first place being on an island of women and pleasures. But it's precisely the fact that this is GREEK MYTHOLOGY that makes me hesitate. A world where gods curse for the slightest offense is what I fear…but…I only have one answer for this…'
"Before…why such a…lascivious bet?"
Curiosity was also great. Besides, Asterius, despite his appearance, was a being of reason and not instincts.
That seemed to break the Gorgon's confident smile, Echidna's laughter was heard in clear sound.
"Hahahaha, oh~ little God~" Typhon's ex-wife smiled like a fox as she swayed her hips until she reached the half-god. "The 'Reason' is that regardless of the outcome, our goal is to give birth to divine fetuses, a new generation that can help us in…things…" the Goddess of Inclined like her mother had done earlier poking Asterius in the chest. "So~ what will be your answer?"
After a few seconds of trying to contain his instincts, Asterius replied:
"Alright…I accept.."
Asterius didn't really have anything against it, but ensuring that he wouldn't be a breeding stock was his top priority.
The problem was that almost immediately after his answer, he was immediately knocked to the grassy ground by an eager Echidna who was drooling like a dog above him.
"Yes yes YES! I was CRAZY for your divine flesh, thehehe~" as she straddled his waist, She hummed, as a long, forked tongue slashed across the serpent-woman's lips, and she hugged herself below her breasts with a shudder. Her mounds of flesh clenched and swayed as she rocked back and forth and slapped against each other as she rocked her torso left and right in excitement.
"Wha-" Asterius's exclamation was cut off by Echidna's mouth melting into his in a deep kiss. Her tongue invaded Asterius's mouth like the serpent it was, trying to taste Asterius Like ambrosia.
However.
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