Skuld Vs Rule 34
The three Norn Sisters were different in many ways, but knowledge was one thing the three sisters treasured in kind. Belldandy knew that full knowledge about the world around her allowed her to properly appreciate the present and live her daily life more joyously. Urd loved knowledge because it was the tale of all that had been, her domain in the past. Skuld, however, held a special passion for the pursuit of knowledge, for today’s knowledge was the building block of tomorrow’s future. As Skuld was always eager to charge towards that future, she hatched a scheme by which she could gather all the knowledge accumulated by man, god, or devil. Skuld was old by human standards, but she was young for a Goddess, having all the eagerness and all the lack of true world-wisdom that made such a plan especially feasible and exciting to her young mind.
In her Infinite Storage Space below the temple, Skuld had built a server farm fit to make even the largest Internet company veritably green with envy. One nest of servers glowed with a divine light, linked to the Yggdrasil System that catalogued the entirety of the supernatural world. Another nest was linked to a simple blue Ethernet cable that snaked up into the ceiling, connecting to the modem that served the temple.
In the midst of it all was Skuld herself. One computer terminal sat in the center of the server farm, and attached to it was a wireless emitter, which worked with two remote electrodes. Skuld tapped feverishly at the computer, bringing the final phase of her plan to readiness. “There!” she said, slapping the Enter key with jubilation. “Now all of the servers are synched up to the terminal. Once I start the download, all of the world’s knowledge will be mine! Everything from Yggdrasil and the mortal Internet!” She stood, picking up the wireless electrodes and attaching them to her temples, then leaned over the keyboard. “And… download.”
The electrodes lit up, and in the span of a moment, limitless knowledge was processed in Skuld’s Storage Space. First there were tales of the forming of the universe and the endless clash between good and evil. The human information, pulled from the internet, was for less significant, though much broader, a cacophony of the tidbits that made up human knowledge, whether that knowledge was important or not.
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Bohr hypothesized an atomic model loosely resembling the solar system.
The battle of Tsushima Straits was critical in deciding the war.
But it seemed a disproportionate amount of the internet was devoted to one subject in particular, something that Skuld had not been exposed to before.
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Skuld had known about sex, being knowledgeable about its mechanics and use, but Skuld had never really felt the desire, the urge, the addictive feelings of sexuality. She learned quickly. Actually, she learned almost instantaneously, as the endless array of pornography flowed into her. Like a drug user on her first hit, Skuld felt the rush of the porn acutely, yet it was much more than that. All the internet porn of the world flowed through her at once, stimulating the young Goddess, but only inspiring a lust for more.
Skuld abandoned all of the new information except for the pornography, letting it feed her mind to stoke her newfound lust. She was going to build a new future on the knowledge she had acquired, all right. She would make a future of porn!
“Oh,” Peorth groaned. “Why am I wasting my precious vacation time here? Nobody’s even here today.” The short-haired, brunette Goddess sat neatly upon a cushion, watching the temple’s main TV, looking bored. She had come to the temple residence of Keichii Morisato and the three Norns on break from her duties as a First Class Goddess, but already regretted the decision; no-one seemed to be here. She stuck around only for a lack of better ideas of what to do with her time, and the fact that Japanese daytime TV wasn’t the worst thing in the worlds to kill time with.
She heard a shoji slide open and perked up. “Hello? Is someone there?”
“Who is that?” she heard in reply. “Is that you, Peorth?”
“Skuld!” Peorth said warmly, glad to see a friendly face. She stood and approached the younger Goddess, but stopped short of embracing her. Peorth shivered unconsciously.
“Peorth, what’s wrong?” Skuld asked curiously.
Peorth was unsure. She eyed the young Goddess up and down, taking in her blue facial markings, her long, black hair, brown eyes, and her decidedly humble clothing. Nothing seemed to be different about her on the surface, but Peorth could not shake the feeling of foreboding.
“I… don’t know…” Peorth said cautiously. “Maybe it’s just me…”
“If you’re feeling off, I can help you with that!” Skuld said eagerly. “Come on!” She grabbed Peorth by the arm and led her out into the hallway, then through an open shoji with a sign hanging above it, announcing the room to all and sundry as “Urd’s Palace.”
“Your sister’s room?” Peorth said, as they stepped into the dimly-lit room strewn with Urd’s apothecary equipment and her big-screen TV. “Pretty brave of you.” She could not shake the feeling of wrongness, though Skuld’s apparent defiance of her eldest sister still fit perfectly in-character.
“Oh, nee-chan’s out for the day,” Skuld said. “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. Come on, over here, I think I have just the thing if you’re feeling off.” Skuld dug through Urd’s supplies, then came up with a potted plant.
“Wow,” Peorth said, admiring the plant. “What a pretty red rose! But how is this supposed to help me?”
Peorth leaned in closer to smell the rose, when the pot suddenly, violently burst asunder, a small burst of soil followed by a mass of green, thorned tentacles, adorned with rose blossoms here and there. The mass grew to a huge size, filling the entire room as the tentacles moved to seize the Goddess.
Shock showed for only an instant on Peorth’s features before she reacted. “Gorgeous Rose!” she summoned her angel, blonde and draped in blooming roses herself. Gorgeous Rose acted quickly, swiping her arms and projecting blades of wind which tore through the tentacles, leaving them a mess of shredded greenery. Gorgeous Rose then sprouted rose-tendrils of her own, which lashed out and bound up the younger Goddess. Skuld accepted her capture nonchalantly.
“All right, what’s wrong with you?” Peorth demanded, confronting the bound Skuld who made no attempts to struggle. “I knew something was wrong the moment I saw you!”
Skuld said nothing, but the corners of her mouth turned up ever so slightly in a suppressed smirk of smug confidence.
“Please,” Peorth said, changing tactics. “If there’s something wrong with you, I can help.”
Skuld could no longer contain himself, breaking into a broad, arrogant smirk. “I know just how you can help.”
Peorth saw it out of the corner of her eye, a second too late. One of the tentacles had re-grown, and it shot itself towards the tendrils that Gorgeous Rose had spawned. A larger, needle-like thorn appeared on the end of it, and it shot itself into the tendril that was a part of Peorth’s angel.
“No!” Peorth shouted, but it was too late. A darkness began to spread from the point that the Skuld-spawned tendril had penetrated Gorgeous Rose, and rapidly her angel’s tendrils began to darken, going back into Gorgeous Rose herself. The angel shuddered, the sum total of her resistance before her body began to glow darkly with a malevolent aura.
“Gorgeous Rose!” Peorth called again, but the angel was now beyond her control. Skuld was swiftly released, and the angel’s thorny tendrils quickly bound up the Goddess, but in a much more compromising position than she had held Skuld. One tendril held each of Peorth’s limbs, so that she was suspended in the air spread-eagled, her arms and legs held out. Oddly enough, the thorns did not bite into her skin, though they tickled in an almost pleasant way.
Peorth blushed, seeing the position she was held in. She conducted herself as a dignified Goddess, attempting to speak properly and adhere to proper etiquette, but her dress was nothing but risqué. She wore matching panties and a corset, both of black leather and both fully visible, her only other clothing being short, fingerless gloves and a brown leather mantle that draped around her arms and buckled together at the waist, and the tentacles held her as if deliberately emphasizing the eroticism of her outfit.
“P-put me down!” she said, struggling to make herself less exposed. “What are you playing at?”
Skuld reached up and lifted her bangs slightly, revealing the two electrodes, glowing with the data stream attached to her temples. “I found the most wonderful thing today,” Skuld said, letting her bangs back down. “It was like nothing I’d ever seen before! Everyone was… touching each other, very happy…” Skuld trailed off as she squirmed pleasurably, momentarily overwhelmed by the streaming porn in her mind. “Porn!” she said again. “It’s the best thing ever! And I just want to share that joy with everyone in the world, and make real life into porn!”
“But I’m too weak to do that all by myself,” she said, as a new rose sprouted out of the floor near her. “I’d need some grown-up Goddesses to help me. It was just going to be Belldandy-nee and Urd-nee, but then I noticed you dropped by.” The new rose wound its way closer to Peorth’s face.
“You’re-“ Peorth began to protest, but was cut off when the rose suddenly blossomed, spraying a pinkish gas at the Goddess, who coughed and inhaled it. The gas, a potent aphrodisiac that Skuld had pilfered from Urd’s works, went to work immediately, and Peorth soon acutely felt her own blood rapidly pumping all through her body as her sensitivity vastly increased. She felt the tickling of the thorns all the more clearly, and quickly realized what was going on. Even just against her wrists and her ankles, the gentle tickling felt good. It would feel much better elsewhere.
“You… insane…” Peorth said slowly, thickly, struggling to think about anything other than the stimulation she was receiving or the stimulation she could receive.
“I just want everyone to feel what I feel,” Skuld said. “Starting with you.”
She snapped her fingers, and the rose-tentacles went to their work. One slid its way under her panties and sawed through them with its thorns. The panties themselves were shredded readily, but they prompted a pleasurable moan in the Goddess, somehow tickling and stimulating her erogenous zone without harming it. The rest of her outfit followed; her corset and mantle torn from her body.
The tentacles did not immediately begin a direct assault. They worked quickly, but cautiously, tendrils sliding their way around the entrance to her pussy, which was rapidly dampening with unwanted desire. Others wrapped around her breasts, squeezing them and flicking at her nipples. Yet another poked around her lips, asking for entry into her mouth yet not making an overt demand of it.
Peorth moaned, softly at first, then more loudly and shamelessly as the Urd-designed aphrodisiac began to consume her. She wanted the tentacles in her, even knowing what was at stake if she succumbed to the clearly deranged Skuld. Her conscious mind knew what was at stake, but her body embraced the danger, and her next words reflected that.
“Agh… just… get it over with…” she choked, feeling the desire pulsing all around her body, but still too stubborn to beg.
Skuld obliged her. They came at her mercilessly then, two thorny tentacles shooting into her pussy and one into her ass. The ones that had been occupied at her breasts now squeezed ever tighter, while one tentacle shot into her mouth and another wrapped itself around her neck. The tentacles penetrated deeply, moved roughly, entirely ungentle as they speared deep inside Peorth, roughly squeezing, pulling, twisting and thrusting, but the strange properties of the thorns and of the aphrodisiac meant that she felt nothing but constant stimulation.
Peorth screamed and came, her body convulsing like a ragdoll marionette, a total plaything of the tentacles.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” Skuld said, stopping the tentacles’ assault as Peorth hung limp, breathing heavily. “This is what I want to bring to the world; all the fun of porn for everyone, all the time. And now I know you’re ready to join me.”
Skuld called up another tentacle, another with a needle-like protrusion at its end, which swung around behind Peorth’s head and stabbed at the base of her skull. Peorth yelped, feeling it as both pain and pleasure, but only for a moment, before the tendril linked Peorth to the same stream of porn that had overtaken Skuld.
“Go ahead and drink it in,” Skuld said. “But don’t take too long; we have more work to do.”
A light emerged in the darkness of “Urd’s Palace” as the HDTV flicked on of its own accord. The image portrayed was that of a beautiful goddess, platinum-haired and tan-skinned, with divine purple markings on her face. As always, she was clad in an outfit that exposed and accentuated her cleavage, opening in a V down to her navel. It was Urd, the Norn of the past, half-divine and half-demonic.
“Every day wasted channel-surfing is a good day,” Urd sighed. “Now let’s see what dear Skuld was so excited about, and… hey!” she shouted suddenly. She could see through the TV’s fourth wall, into her dimly-lit bedroom, where something was moving.
“Is that you, Skuld?” she barked. “Dammit, you’re gonna get it!” There was a flash of light and she emerged from the screen. “All right!” she said, ready for action, but “augh!” she immediately shivered, then collapsed to the floor. Though she could see through the fourth wall of the TV, her divine senses had not been able to feel the powerful, malevolent aura that completely saturated her room.
It was a dark power, and its presence shook the Goddess to her core. The beast that was her own darkness was roused from its slumber, answering the aura’s call, but she forcibly contained that beast just as quickly. She stood, shaken, but resolute, now knowing that whatever lurked in her room had to be more sinister than her little sister. The aura did have a taint of familiarity to it, however…
“Hello, Urd.” A figure slid out of the darkness into the light of the TV, now displaying a daytime drama, a historical piece of a torrid, forbidden love affair in the Heian period. The new arrival was much like the Goddess: platinum-haired, dark-skinned, though she was heavily bedecked with jewelry, and a red star adorned her forehead.
“Mother!” Urd yelped, nearly jumping out of her skin.
"Yes, dear?" Hild said playfully. "What's wrong?"
"You know damn well what's wrong," Urd replied. "Barging back into my life like this! What are you doing here? If you've done anything to Skuld..."
"Hah, Skuld," the Demon Queen tittered. "As if she would be worthy of my notice. No," she continued, her voice hitting a lower, more seductive note. She began to slink towards Urd. Slink was the right word, a sensual sway in the Demon Queen's hips that was beyond mortifying to her half-divine daughter. "I've come here only for you," she added, in what Urd could only describe as the most erotic "come hither" voice she had ever heard. Hild raised her finger and playfully touched Urd's lips.
"You can't possibly be serious, mot- you," Urd said, stopping herself from inadvertantly calling the Demon Queen "mother" again, which was doubtlessly part of whatever trap Hild was cooking up. She slapped Hild's hand away. "How could you possibly think you'd get anywhere by trying to seduce me. I'm your daughter!"
"It seemed simple enough," Hild said. "You won't open your heart for your own mother, so perhaps I could get you to open somewhere else up instead."
"Well, it's not going to work," Urd said shortly, sounding both exasperated and disgusted.
"Oh my dear, sweet, luscious Urd," Hild said, moving yet closer to her daughter, embracing her, making sure their bodies rubbed together. "I think it's already working."
Urd tried to recoil from her mother's embrace, but she could not for whatever reason. Hild's embrace felt soft and tender, yet more salacious than a mother's hug, and as inescapable as if Hild had clapped bands of tempered steel around her daughter. Urd felt her mother's body heat and blushed.
"N-no way!" she growled in protest. "What is with you? Even you're not this evil."
"There's nothing evil about this, Urd-chan," Hild said, nuzzling her face against her daughter's. "I'm just sharing some of the love that I was never able to share with you." She gave her daughter a quick kiss on the lips.
"Not that kind of love!" Urd protested. "Besides, I don't want to accept your love. You know what will happen if I acknowledge you."
"Exactly," Hild said, "and that will make it all the sweeter. But that's not why I'm doing this. I'm doing this because there are certain joys reserved for women as beautiful as we are, and you deserve to experience them." She smiled, a dark, perverse grin that would have terrified a lesser soul. The demon queen’s smile did not intimidate her daughter, but the sharp deepening of the evil aura in the room caused Urd to shiver, and compulsively return her mother’s embrace.
The evil thing that lurked inside the Goddess had been roused from slumber, and the idea of forbidden sex greatly excited it. Before Urd could stop herself, she kissed Hild full on the lips, hungrily driving her tongue inside her mother’s mouth, tasting some of what lay within.
But the true Urd would not bow so easily to the evil thing. "Stop!" She howled. A fringe of flame surged around her body unconsciously, causing Hild to lose her grip. "It's not going to happen like this!"
Hild cocked her head sideways, looking both curious and amused, but she remained silent.
"It's not going to happen like this..." Urd said again, filling the silence. It can't it can't it can't it can't it can't, the mantra beat its tattoo in her mind. But the fortitude Urd had so long cultivated was not prepared for this. During the war in Nieflheim she had succumbed, as well as the Lord of Terror incident before, but this was different. Power had been the temptation then, the power to lash out against her own constraints, her own weaknesses. She was stronger now, but her mother (her mother!) seemed to be right. She wanted this, or the dark thing in her wanted this, demanded that she submit to it.
Hild advanced on her daughter again, her hands reaching out, gently caressing Urd's curves. Her touches were soft, gentle, moving around Urd’s breasts and somehow melting her clothing away as she went. Urd was too far inside herself to notice that her mother was methodically disrobing her, only aware enough to shudder pleasurably at her touch as she focused on fighting the demonic temptations roaring inside her.
Hild smiled. She knew that she had won the contest of wills, but was fully willing to continue putting on a show of theatrics. "Come along, dear," she said, tracing her finger now from Urd's bosom, across her chest, then along and down her arm, melting away her sleeve as she did so, until her hand met and interlocked with her daughter's. Hild pulled Urd along, with barely a groan of protest from the Goddess, now almost entirely in the grip of the dark urges.
"I've wanted this ever since I saw what a beautiful woman you had become," Hild cooed. She sat Urd upon the Goddess’ spacious bed.
Urd continued to fight the losing battle as she sat on the bed, her struggle with the dark thing leaving her no room to resist her mother, who was now running her hands all over her daughter’s body, melting the clothing away bit by bit.
“Exquisite,” she breathed, once she had removed all of the clothing from her daughter’s torso, “just as expected from my daughter. Oh,” she added, the need in her voice suddenly becoming more apparent. “Urd!”
Hild fell upon her daughter then, her veneer of the cool, in-control seductress falling away as she kissed Urd passionately, bearing her down onto the bed. She kissed Urd deeply, one hand kneading at her daughter’s breast-flesh while another hand made its way towards Urd’s pussy. Her fingers cut straight through Urd’s skirt, stopping short of the Goddess’ panties, which were already soaked with her pent up desires.
Hild’s fingers hesitated for a moment, then crossed the threshold, melting away Urd’s panties and crossing into her daughter’s womanhood.
Urd was shaken by a spasm, and although she did not climax, she did cross a threshold. The dark thing in her at last conquered, and her whole body began to glow darkly, emanating an evil aura all its own.
“Now!” Skuld yelled, stepping out of the shadows. She bore with her an odd machine, looking something like a miniature radio transmitter, the true source of the demonic aura that had been permeating the room. She flipped a switch, and the emitter began to let out a powerfully cleansing, divine aura instead.
Hild morphed, and in her place was Peorth, her eyes manically red. Peorth produced something that looked like a portable HDD with an added syringe, which she swiftly stabbed at the base of Urd’s skull.
Urd convulsed again, the darkness subsiding in lieu of the torrent of porn tearing through her mind.
“Perfect,” Skuld said. “I don’t need Nee-san’s demon side wreaking havoc, I just needed her weakened enough to let us show her the beauty of what I’ve discovered…”
“Yes, mistress,” Peorth agreed, as the two Goddesses watched the third falling before the pornographic assault.
“And now for Bell-nee.”
It had been a beautiful day for the Norn of the Present, the Goddess Belldandy. The sun shone brightly over the college town out of a wide blue sky while a refreshing wind soared off of the sea. Belldandy walked along the roadside, humming a pleasant tune to complement the joyous atmosphere around her. Indeed, the Goddess' very figure reflected and enhanced the beauty of the scene, her long brown hair tied in a pony tail, her face, wreathed in jewelry and the markings of her divinity was quite striking, while even her humble Goddess' garb could not fully conceal the allure of her body. She had been out shopping, buying fresh fish and vegetables at the market so that she could serve another meal to her loving family and beloved cohabitant.
Her enjoyment of her day did not make her oblivious to the dangers around her, however. She stepped over the threshold onto the temple's property and was instantly aware of the danger to be found within. It was not, as with Urd, a palpable demonic aura, but closer to what Peorth had felt; it was a thrill of foreboding, the sensation that assured her that something was very, very wrong on the temple grounds. "Holy Bell!" she called. Holy Bell, her angel, came forth, its snow-white wings and golden-blonde hair glistening in the sunlight. Now prepared for the danger, Belldandy and Holy Bell took another step further into the temple space, both her mundane and divine senses straining to pick up on something more obvious than the basic sense of danger. That was all she could sense; that there was something wrong in the temple grounds, not who or what, though the lack of an underlying demonic aura meant that it likely was not a demon attack, she could not rule it out either.
Working together, Belldandy and Holy Bell covered the ground from the gate to the entrance of the temple proper without uncovering anything. She stepped through the front entrance, Holy Bell floating a scant foot behind her, when the danger struck.
Thorny vines shot up out of the floor, tying the Goddess and her Angel together. Peorth and Gorgeous Rose appeared soon after, immediately behind their prey, barring the way back through the door and pouring their power into the vines directly, keeping the Goddess bound to the spot, at least for the moment.
"Peorth-san!" Belldandy shouted. "What are you doing?" She noted the redness of the other Goddess' eyes with alarm, seeing the mania that had apparently gripped her compatriot, not to mention that Peorth was dressed even more scandalously than she normally was, in a tight-fitting red lacy bra and stockings. Prepared as Belldandy had been, Peorth was quite possibly her equal in power, and the element of surprise gave her the upper hand. She could not hold her long, but it would be enough.
Peorth simply grinned a maniacal grin and pointed forward, past Belldandy and further into the temple, where Urd had suddenly appeared. Her older sister was also alluringly attired (or even more so than was normal for Urd) much the same as Peorth except that hers was black instead of red. That was not what drew Belldandy’s attention, however, but instead it was the odd device she bore strapped to her back. In the part of her mind that was still free to wonder about such things, Belldandy thought it looked a bit like a flamethrower; there was a tank strapped to her back, leading to a hose born in her hands.
Urd grinned cockily, the smile of someone for whom victory was imminent. She pointed the hose at Belldandy’s head. Peorth tightened her vines around Belldandy’s torso, even as the Goddess began gathering her power to burst free. “Say “Ahh,” Peorth said, grabbing Belldandy’s jaw and forcing her mouth open.
Urd fired, shooting a stream of murky brown, foamy liquid at her younger sister. Frantically, Belldandy tried to erect a barrier, not knowing what the liquid could be, but the liquid was somehow imbued with Water Magic, and it shot straight into Belldandy’s open mouth and down her throat.
Instantly Belldandy’s vision swirled; and she felt the pounding of her own blood in her temples acutely. The vines ensnaring Belldandy and Holy Bell retracted, and Holy Bell swooped towards Belldandy protectively. Peorth and Gorgeous Rose both converged on the angel, however, grabbing her and forcing her back into Belldandy.
“Holy Bell!” Belldandy yelled. She tried to step towards Peorth, but instead lurched drunkenly, barely able to take a single step. “You,” she said, finding herself struggling to come up with the words, “What are you doing… Peorth-san… Nee-san…?”
“We’re just getting you ready for a bit of fun,” Peorth said, supporting the staggering Belldandy from one side.
“But you’re really not into this kind of fun, so we had to use some cola to get you stinking drunk, first,” Urd added, stepping over to her sister’s other side to help her stay upright.
“But why are you doing this…?” she slurred, unsteady on her feet as Urd and Peorth marched her through the temple, ending up at Belldandy’s own bedroom.
The room swirled and pulsed before the Goddess’ eyes, as if she were submerged in deep water, and her thoughts were just as muddied. Confusion about what was going on, an acute sense of betrayal, and a creeping curiosity about what the two rogue Goddesses meant by “fun.”
Belldandy did not have to wait long to find out. Urd and Peorth shoved her roughly to her futon. Wait, had her futon always been this big or this soft? “No!” she shouted, though she could not make herself sound nearly as stern as she wanted to, and her efforts to get up off the futon proved vain as she struggled to gain purchase against the soft surface.
“No indeed,” Peorth cooed as she laid hands on Belldandy’s shoulders and pressed her back down onto the futon. Peorth went down on top of her, laying over Belldandy’s chest as the Goddess squirmed impotently. Peorth’s body heat blended with the deep warmth of Belldandy’s own drunkenness, blending to form a needful feeling.
Or perhaps that feeling was just coming from Urd, who was eagerly reaching second base with her sister, kneading her knuckles over Belldandy’s pussy through her skirt.
Belldandy moaned softly, which Peorth took as a sign to kiss her deeply, sloppily. “Ahh,” she sighed as she came up for air. “All the sloppiness of a drunk kiss without having to put up with the nasty liquor breath. A little bit of cola and you turn into a real slut, huh?”
“That’s not true!” Belldandy insisted.
“Looks true to me,” Urd said. She had hiked up her sister’s skirt, revealing plain white panties that cleanly revealed what lay within, soaked by the Goddess’ pussy juices.
“Sto- mmff!” Belldandy’s attempt at protest was muzzled by Peorth, who leaned in for another kiss. Belatedly, she thought to resist her sister directly by clamping her legs together, but Urd’s hands had already moved in, holding her creamy thighs apart.
“Uh uh uh,” Urd chided. “You’re not getting away that easily.” More roughly now, she tore Belldandy’s skirt off, then brought her head down and bit down full on the panties. Belldandy yowled, though it was muffled by Peorth’s mouth. Urd tore the panties off, casting them aside like a wolf tearing the skin off its prey. “Hey, Peorth, gimme some help here,” she said irately.
“Yeah yeah,” Peorth snapped back, then she took the collar of Belldandy’s blouse in both hands and tore it in half, exposing the Goddess’ full bust. “Well well, little miss purity goes bra-less!”
“She’s never liked to flaunt what she’s got,” Urd commented.
“Please… stop now…” Belldandy pleaded. Her arousal and her drunkenness fed each other; her inebriation making her more easily aroused, and her horniness further loosening her control. It did not help that she would not have wanted to hurt either of them even if she were more capable of doing so. And if this was what Peorth-san and Nee-san really wanted to do, who was she to deny them their happiness? It would be a dereliction of her duty to make them stop, a small part of her thought.
“Let’s try this,” Peorth said, ignoring Belldandy’s protests as she reached off to the side of the futon and produced a large, blue vibrator.
“Awh,” Urd moaned in mock-disappointment. “I wanted to go for this one,” she added, indicating a slimmer, ribbed vibrator. She turned it on and it began undulating.
“There’s room for both,” Peorth replied with a nasty smile. Urd returned her smile, and before Belldandy knew it, the large blue vibrator was stuffed deep into her pussy, its whirring shaking her to her very core, while the slim, undulating vibrator snaked its way into her ass.
“Augh!” Belldandy convulsed, twisting and writhing as Urd and Peorth continued their joint attack on Belldandy’s pussy and ass. She writhed and squirmed in the throes of pleasure, her drunkenness and her sheer, animal ecstasy leaving no room for protest, leaving her caught purely in the indulgence of the moment.
She fell quickly. “Ahh! C-cumming!” She came with a splash of lubricants, and then collapsed onto the enlarged futon, sated.
“Great work!” Skuld said, stepping into the room from the hall, where she had observed her plan in action. “That was some incredible stuff!”
“It was, wasn’t it?” Urd said, watching her sister as Peorth went to work, using the same syringe as before to hook Belldandy into the rush of infinite pornography.
“That was very hot,” Skuld continued. “But now we have to move on towards the endgame.”
“I’m home!” Keichii Morisato declared, stepping over the threshold into the temple proper. The sun was setting now, signaling the end of a long day for the recent college graduate. It had been a long but fruitful day at the Whirlwind Shop, and nothing ended the day quite so delightfully like coming home to Belldandy.
He walked further in, mildly vexed by the lack of greetings, or the smell of cooking food that usually greeted him in the evenings. No TV blaring from Urd’s Palace, nothing. “Hello? Anyone home?”
It was all coming together now. Skuld had placed the three Goddesses under her spell by subduing them first sexually, and then with the same rush of pornography that still filled and inspired her. But they were older than she was, more experienced, less likely to be so completely captive to the stream of pornography, however potent or everlasting. They would slip away soon, if she did not tighten the bonds in another way, but now that they were docile and complacent, she could easily place them yet deeper under her control, and then begin the final fulfillment of her vision; a world of tentacle-rape, milf-daughter incest, drunken lesbian threesomes, and of all the other sins that filled the young Goddess’ mind.
Skuld watched the three Goddesses, arrayed in her Infinite Storage Space before a series of monitors. All three were half-naked, Urd and Peorth clad below in their colored stockings and Belldandy with her white panties, while all three were topless. They stood at rapt attention in front of the monitors, which bore black spirals on a yellow background. The eyes of each Goddess reflected the spirals, and absorbed the words that quickly flashed on the screens, embedding them deep into their minds: Horny, Pleasure, Slave, Sex Toy, Obey.
Having searched the temple, Keichii assumed that the three Norns had gone out for some family time. If there had been some crisis, surely they would have contacted him at the shop, if only to see that he was okay and tell him to stay put. He shrugged, went to his room, and turned on his laptop, wanting to get caught up after a long day at work.
The Connection Has Timed Out.
“Jeez,” Keichii sighed. He tried refreshing the page, but got no response from his browser. He went out of his room and into the temple’s utility room, where the router that serviced the temple was located. He looked at it and saw the “Internet” light, as well as one of the Ethernet lights, was blinking at seizure-inducing speeds.
“So close… so close…” Skuld whispered, wringing her hands together in anticipation. The three Goddess’ stood stock-still, their bodies transfixed as their minds neared the point of no return, eyes filled with spirals. It would be only a few minutes more…
“Okay, power-cycle.” Keichii hit the power switch on the back of the modem.
It happened all in an instant, the monitors went blank, the electrodes on Skuld’s temples stopped glowing, the multitude of servers shut down. Skuld shut down too. The voices, the pictures, the endless physical indulgence, it all disappeared in an instant, and the shock of the sudden withdrawal knocked her right out.
The spell held for a few tense moments, Peorth, Urd, and Belldandy still standing entranced. Peorth awoke first, blinking heavily, the spirals gone from her eyes. “I… wha… why am I naked?” She looked around. “Belldandy? Urd?”
Speaking their names seemed to revive the other two, who blinked and awoke.
“Heh heh,” Peorth chuckled. “I always knew I had the nicest body of any Goddess, and here’s the proof.”
“What the…” Urd said, disoriented, “nicest… nicest body? Proof?” She rounded on Peorth. “No way! Look at these breasts!” she exclaimed, grabbing her breasts and motioning towards Peorth. “No way you can compare to me!”
“You’re both very beautiful,” Belldandy said, waking up more smoothly. “But it would be nice to know why we’re all naked…”
Skuld groaned on the floor, stirring into wakefulness herself. “Skuld!” Belldandy exclaimed, rushing over to her.
“Oooh,” Skuld groaned again, sitting up and rubbing her temples. She noticed the electrodes and removed them, then looked around at the naked Goddesses. The wheels started turning in her head, putting together her naked sisters, the electrodes, and her Infinite Storage Space, as fragments of memory returned. “I really should have used a net filter…” she said aloud.
“Skuld…” Urd growled, a vein twitching in her forehead as her memory started flowing back. “Is this your fault?”
“Uhh… er…” Skuld mumbled nervously.
A noise started to rise from Urd’s throat, reminiscent of an agitated lion. “Urd?” Peorth asked questioningly.
“Nee-san…” Belldandy cautioned.
“Depth Charge!” A bolt of lightning smashed through the ceiling, crashing down and devastating the server farm and everything else down in the storage space.
After the ringing in his ears died down, Keichii crawled over to the gaping hole in the floor, matching a hole in the temple ceiling. “Belldandy!” he called, concerned. “Is everything all right?”
It was Urd who replied, looking up as she stood over the smoking, unconscious figure of Skuld. “Yeah, everything’s all right now…”
“Really?” Keichii asked, poking his head into the hole and looking down. “Because that was a pretty loud…” he stopped dead, seeing the three topless Goddesses below. His face went beet-red, then he fell right into the hole.
“Keichii-san!” Belldandy shrieked, extending her arms and calling on wind magic to slow his fall, standing beneath him and catching him in her arms. He was unconscious.
“Is he all right?” she asked, sounding panicked as she held him to her naked chest.
Peorth and Urd looked at each other. “He’ll be fine.” They said simultaneously.