As I made my way to the holy breeding temple, I couldn’t help but notice how fucked up my land was.

Not the sex, that is the most perfect thing about my land, a place where everyone could freely express themselves without fear, or shame and fully enjoy the pleasures of life.

No, I was referring to the buildings. The architecture was straight trash, the buildings were randomly placed and the design, well I had no theme. The wooden castle is a medieval style, Leaf Home was a straight fantasy nature one, the racial buildings, most of them were just caves, my temple was a divine Greek style and the Nightmare Tower was a twisted dark and horror style.

“Seriously… What a fucking disaster. This must change,” I cursed, sighing heavily, “I wish Victoria was here.”

My sister was a monster in management. At the age of sixteen, she managed to pull the Tepes family from a financial problem, established a great agriculture, and opened some new businesses with the locals. I couldn’t believe a young girl would be able to achieve all of this, and by the age of seventeen, Victoria was the true queen of Wallachia.

“Sigh… I really need an assistant.”

The thought crossed my mind a long time ago, but I brushed it aside. Breeding was the most important thing at that time, however now with so many people running around my land doing absolutely nothing, except eating, shitting, and fucking, I need someone that could keep this place in order. And someone from outside my offspring.

I mean come on, could a werewolf manage a farming land? A rabbit kin commanding a hunting party? Nope, they can’t at least for now.

I do love my kids and lovers, but I need a smart brain for the job. The closest one for the job would be Celeste, my bunny queen, however, she’s a bit softer and only knows how to manage her kin.

Herma was another good choice for a manager, a perfect one really, but sadly, she was inside my head. She can manage things related to the system but what I need is a living being with a body to roam around and solve problems.

“I really miss my sis.”

“Hmm,” I mused, my lips tugging upward with an idea. There might be a possible way to recruit an assistant. Swiftly I opened the Nexus system, my fingers dancing across the ethereal controls, pulling up Lora’s contact, explaining my situation to her.

The loli goddess’s reply was almost immediate. And what she said surprised me. Lora said one thing.

[CuteCat: Check the slave market on the Nexus]

[Morgana: Is there a slave market?]

[CuteCat: Of course, you can buy and sell literally anything]

I was truly surprised to find out the slave market existed in the Nexus. Not the slavery concept—what really surprised me—it was the fact that the gods sell their creations.

Yes. Gods sell their creations to other gods like some fucking object. Where is the love, the caring, or the value as a living being? It was absolutely fucking cruel.

I could never do that. My creations were my kids, literally made by my bare hands and brought to the light by my holy womb. Can you sell your kid as a slave? Of course not. Only an insane person can do that. And let me tell you, the gods were the craziest. Some of them at least. However, crazy or not, cruel or not, the fact remains. I really could buy an assistant from the slave market. So it’s a win-win.

After a quick check on the slave market, I noticed a few things. Some gods do care about their creations, at least the ones they put some effort into making sure that the slaves would end up with a good master. There were many conditions and requirements. Like being cared for, having a decent living place, no torture, abuse, and so on.

There were also those who didn’t give a fuck. Not even the description of the slave’s thoughts or values. There was no kind word, no worry about the slave’s future. Some even say, “Use how you like or feed it to your animal,” or just plain “Porn stuff.”

“Goddammit, that is low.” My fist curled in anger. I almost had the impulse to go hunt these fucks and make them regret treating their creations; their kids, this way. But again, I was no better. I’m capable of doing worse, yet only for those who deserve it.

“Sigh… whatever.” I brushed the thought away, filtering the search by the skills. I picked things like management, working, administration, planning, and other important stuff for a city building. The top search result was an elf. A female one with more than a thousand years of experience.

“Why is she so cheap?” I wondered, staring at the cost price.

The old elf was practically free, almost giving it for nothing—just ten faith points. Wondering why, I clicked on the sell order and read the requirements.

“Ah!… I see.” My eyes widened in surprise, and a faint smile spread on my face. “Interesting… very interesting.”

Her requirements weren’t a big deal for me at least, but the other gods—who had an ego as big as a 50-inch dick up in a tight ass—could never accept, simply because the elf was asking for an “employment contract,” not a “slave contract” and she gets to decide her new employee.

“I’m liking this elf girl already.”

A mortal choosing her god? Sounds so stupid for some and fun as hell for me. So I sent a message to the person who placed the order hoping to have a chance with the elf.

Closing the Nexus, I entered my temple, heading straight for the breeding section, in the wide orgy area.

“Herma, can I isolate Lora’s followers from my own?” I asked the assistant in my head. “Like a separate dimension, I don’t want my kids to interact with people from another world.”

Ding!

[Yes, Morgana. You could create a segregated sub-realm within your divine domain. Would you like me to initiate a replica of your temple to be used for this purpose?]

“Yes, do it,” I replied with a nod.

Ding!

[Done]

“Eh?” The process was so fast, like instantly done. Using my divine sense, I was able to locate the new dimension. It was similar to the Nightmare Tower’s instance. In truth, Herma was able to achieve it by linking the tower to the temple and using its infinite power to create a dimension with a replica of the real temple.

[Morgana: Alright, Lora, send them in and tell them not to freak out or do anything inappropriate, like wearing clothes unless they want to get blessed into an endless heat with no relief.]

[CuteCat: LOL. Roger that, Queen Hentai. Sending the batch now.]

I rolled my eyes. Lora’s way of talking made her sound like a child with a permanent sugar high, but that little gremlin was a force of nature in her own way. Only a fool would underestimate her just because she liked plushies and pudding.

Ding!

[Would you like to accept the user ‘CuteCat’ teleportation request?]

[Yes or No]

The green window of the Nexus flashed before my eyes, waiting for me to select my answer. And of course, with no hesitation, I accepted.

WOOOSH!

Immediately the space before me flashed in a bright golden light, almost blinding me for a moment.

As the golden light died down, a small group materialized before me—twenty-one furry creatures, cat people, dog people, and rabbit people. Normal animals walk on two legs and wear clothes. The divine breeding hall shimmered with heat, pheromones, and the kind of thick lusty energy that clung to your soul like glitter to a stripper’s thigh.

Some of them looked around in awe, others looked like they’d just stepped into a brothel on shrooms. One poor cat guy was already on his knees crying tears of joy. A busty dog girl leaned over and whispered something into his ear. Whatever it was, his nose bled instantly.

“Welcome to my realm, cuties,” I said, spreading my arms in a theatrical flourish. “My name is Morgana and I’m here to guide you in the path of sex, pleasures, and breeding.”

“Greetings Goddess Morgana~ Nya!” one of them stepped forward and bowed before me. I scanned her from top to bottom. Well… my eyes caught her the moment she teleported in. I mean, she was pink—a cute pink cat, strangely similar to the pink cat sticker Lora gave me.

‘Nya?’

“Let me guess, you’re her first creation?” I said, standing in front of the pink cat. I was fully naked as usual, but I forgot to return my cock to the average length, so the tip of my dick reached her face.

“Y-Yes… Nice to meet you. G-Goddess Morgana~Nya!” her cat ears shivered with embarrassment, but she bravely didn’t waver from the giant monster cock in front of her.

“Hmm,” I rubbed my chin, ignoring the pink cat for a moment, scanning the rest of her group. Black, gray, and brown—just the normal dogs, cats, and rabbits. Nothing too exciting. And apparently, Lora sent more females. I saw like three cat-boys, two rabbits, and one single dog-man. He caught my eyes too, he was a Doberman, a warrior evidenced by the scars on his body. However, I didn’t like him.

Actually, he didn’t like me. His scent, eyes, everything was telling me that he wanted to kill me and the pink cat.

‘I’ll make sure to keep an eye on him.’

“Listen up everyone, I have some rules,” I said, raising my voice so everyone could hear.

“First rule: no clothes inside the temple and this goes for both men and women. This is the temple of breeding and your goddess sent you here to breed and make babies.”

“!!!” Most of them blushed at my words, and I saw that busty dog girl reaching for her hairy pussy, teasing the cat boy by her side.

“Strip and stay stripped,” I repeated with a commanding tone that echoed through the hall, carried by divine authority. “This isn’t just a place of pleasure—it’s a sacred temple. In here, bodies are holy, desires are sacred, and shame is a sin.”

“Congratulations everyone, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is before you, today you’re going to witness and experience the power and beauty of breeding.”

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