The warmth radiating from my belly was unlike anything I had ever felt. It wasn’t the heat of lust or the burning rage of divine wrath—it was soft, alive. A pulsing ember curled deep inside, cradled by divinity. My hands moved over the slight curve of my stomach in slow circles, as if coaxing it to bloom.

Liliana lay still beneath me, a hollow shell emptied of divine burden—for now at least—yet she smiled—a cracked, dazed expression of peace. Her purpose had been fulfilled, and her body knew it. The dragon-like egg was gone, safely carried within my womb, nestled like the most precious jewel, the most exquisite pearl.

Samantha, who had been kneeling obediently at the foot of the bed like a forgotten statue, finally stirred.

“Is it… Done?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes were wide and feverish, watching me as if she feared the answer and longed for it all the same.

“It is,” I replied. My voice had changed—softer now, but still dripping with power. “The child rests within me.”

“!!!” Samantha shuddered at my words, tears leaking again down her flushed cheeks.

“Praise be to the goddess…” she whispered, as if uttering a sacred rite.

I glanced at her. Her body was trembling, not just with emotion but with need. I could feel it rolling off her in waves—desire so heavy it made my mouth water.

But I was not in the mood for indulgence. Not yet.

“Come here,” I said, my tone sharp enough to slice through her worshipful haze.

She crawled on all fours, eyes fixed on me, crawling up the bed like a starving beast approaching an altar. I let her climb until she was beside Liliana’s unconscious form, the two of them lying together—one drained, one brimming.

“I… I am not worthy, Great Mother,” she stammered, though her body language screamed the opposite. Her fingers twitched, longing to touch, to grasp, to claim. Her gaze flicked between my face and my exposed thighs.

“Heheh,” I chuckled, a low, throaty sound that made the air in the chamber hum. “Nonsense. All who serve me are worthy. And you, my dear Samantha, have served me well.”

To be fair, she did nothing yet. However, her loyalty, faith, and willingness to take my divine cock deserve a proper reward.

Her womb filled with my child.

Sadly, I wasn’t in the mood for that; I had a dragon-like egg to hatch inside me. So using my link, I called my daughter Luna and one more… individual.

“Praise the goddess,” Luna’s voice echoed even before her form shimmered into the chamber, summoned through the temple’s will. As the high priestess, she had the ability to teleport anywhere except my personal quarters.

“You called Mother?” she asked, walking toward the bed. She was naked, as always—her sexy butt making a silly, cute slapping sound. Her red eyes darted between the two women on the bed: Liliana, half-unconscious, and Samantha, who looked ready to devour her.

Behind her, a second figure solidified, warped by forceful magic and old humiliation—our personal she-dog… her name was, of course Bitch. The once proud Doberman warrior who was fucking stupid to disrespect me in my own temple.

CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!… I KNOW!

So as a punishment, I turned him into her. That masculine frame had long since been reshaped into a curvaceous, obedient, fuckable, feminine form, while his pride had long since been broken. I called her Bitch for the simple reason that a bitch is what she now was. My bitch, in both the literal and sexual sense.

A chain collar around her neck that clinked with every step, and then she dropped to her knees without being told, eyes trained on the floor.

Good bitch.

“Indeed, Luna,” I replied, my gaze sweeping over my daughter’s magnificent form, then briefly resting on Bitch. “Could you please take care of these two for a moment?”

“Liliana, Samantha,” I turned to the two women who were on the verge of losing to the beast of desire. “This is my firstborn, Luna Nosferat. She’ll show you the place and its wonderful features.”

“Thank you, Goddess.”

“Thank you for the blessing.”

Samantha bowed deeply while Liliana nodded her head, poor girl still drained from giving birth to the egg.

“The other one is my bitch, aside from her pussy, you can have fun with her in all the ways you can imagine,” I added, flashing a sly smirk toward Samantha.

“!!!” Samantha’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes flicking hungrily toward Bitch, whose shamed expression did nothing to hide the flush of anticipation spreading across her cheeks. The she-dog still didn’t fall enough to come and beg me to breed her, so I cast a spell on her, enhancing her libido and sensitivity to insane levels… but I cursed her at the same time.

She would never have a happy orgasm until my cock penetrated her womb.

“Yes, Mother,” Luna said, her voice playful and elegant, like a melody wrapped in velvet. “I’ll make sure they’re… properly introduced to the temple’s pleasures.”

Samantha gasped—whether in fear or delight, I couldn’t tell—but her body leaned forward unconsciously, drawn like a moth to flame.

Liliana, still half-lost in the afterglow of divine exhaustion, gave the faintest of nods, murmuring, “Blessed… I am… blessed…” as if repeating it kept her from drifting away.

“Come, then,” Luna said gently, motioning toward the massive gate leading to the main hall. “There’s much to see. And even more to feel.”

…

“Finally,” I exclaimed, unable to contain the joy that I’m finally going to breed and hatch the dragon-like egg inside my womb. “The dream of having a dragon cock is close.”

“Hehehe… so close,” I rubbed my swollen belly as I made myself comfortable on the soft king-sized bed, resting my head on the silken pillows and opening my breeding system.

No notifications, which was expected since I didn’t impregnate myself with the egg—I was simply carrying it in my womb until this very moment.

“I wonder how this would end up,” I mused, absentmindedly stroking my belly. This is my first time getting pregnant with an egg like this. Normally, oviparous species lay eggs, then care for and hatch the eggs. However, I was doing the reverse, shoving the egg inside me and hatching it internally.

So I have no idea how this would work. But hey! I have a divine womb; I could give birth to anything, so all good.

“Before that, let’s give this baby more strength.”

This is it, this is the creature and the moment that I was waiting for. To use one of my long-forgotten skills that I was saving up.

Womb Crest.

A skill I acquired in my early days, ‘Womb Crest’ stores energy each time I give birth and have sex. That stored energy could be used later to boost the strength and the potential of the next unborn baby that I chose. And as you already guessed, I never used the skill.

I gave birth to thousands, and I fucked ten times that much. Imagine how much energy the skill stores. An electric thrill ran down my spine at the mere thought.

“Let’s see what you’ve been saving for me,” I whispered, fingers weaving glowing crimson tattoo runes over the curve of my belly. The mark of Womb Crest ignited just above my navel—an elegant pattern, interwoven with ancient power that spoke of a divine womb.

Ding!

[Would you like to use ‘Divine Womb Crest’?]

[Yes/No]

“Yes, of course! I would like to use it!”

As the system popped out the notification in front of my vision, a sudden surge of pure power burst from my womb. A sensation unlike any other that I had experienced before flowed through me. I felt strong, limitless, and it kept flowing without an end. A magical process that my brain couldn’t even fathom its real nature, it was just a rush, a mad rush of life itself.

My pussy became hotter and hotter with every second, to the point that it could melt steel just by getting near it. While my belly swelled just slightly… it feels like my divinity was growing inside.

“Shit!” I groaned, pushing myself upward. “That’s more power than I expected!”

I could already imagine the many applications of such power, the endless possibilities of having such an abundance of raw might and life-giving potential, not to mention the raw pleasure of simply feeling it coursing through me.

Still, I have to keep my cool and focus on my original task… which is to hatch the Dragon-like Egg.

“MORE!!”

Or not.

Well, you know me, I don’t do half-assed things. So I gave the egg more power. Blood magic, multiple skills that were too fucking OP, that I didn’t dare to use, ever. And of course, Divine energy, because why the hell not.

I want my dragon daughter to achieve godhood. Why bother doing things half-assed? If I have something, why not go all out on it?

In the middle of the crazed wave of power. I felt it, a change, something cold inside my chest wanted to get out. However, before I could even wonder what that cold thing was, a terrible exhaustion washed over me.

Ding!

[Morgana, you need to rest] Herma’s voice suddenly echoed in my mind, [you used too much divine energy, go to sleep and leave everything to me]

“S-Sleep?” I stammered, incredulously. My breath was labored, my body was begging me to rest, yet I shook my head, mustered what little strength I had left, and kept channelling the energy.

“Go…to.. hell! The last time I slept… hic… I found my dick inside… my pussy” I groaned, and before I knew it, I lost consciousness and slipped into a dreamless sleep.

Ding!

[Lady Victoria, wake up, your new body is here]

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