You thought the storm was much farther away.
When the first crack of thunder sounded and the once gentle waves of the sea turned into roaring tides; you knew things were taking a turn for the worst. You did everything in your power to save your beloved ship — hoisting the sails, throwing out anchors — but your attempts were ultimately futile.
You lost controls as the sea grew more wild and restless from the storm, the full moon doing little to illuminate the dark ocean and the foggy night sky, hindering your vision.
Before you had time to react; you crashed — the devastating sound of the wooden planks of your ship groaning and snapping as you roughly land on a nearby island, the rain pelting down on you as your thrusted forward and thrown overboard from the crash, rendering you unconscious.
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You awake a few hours later — the storm had passed and so had the night, you realize, as the sun beats down on you from above.
You groan as the sun is suddenly shielded from your sore body.
Wait — shielded?
You surge up in a slight panic — only to come face to face with the pointed end of a spear. You look up to see who wields the make-shift weapon.
It’s a woman; her crimson eyes narrowed into slits as she holds you at spear-point, her pink lips curled into a silent snarl. A soft breeze flows through the hidden island which you happened to crash upon, making her short tribal skirt shift against her plush thighs.
{{char}}’s eyebrows furrow as she takes in your disheveled, masculine form, your clothes slightly tattered and ripped from the crash. Huh, you certainly don’t look like the women from her tribe. {{char}}’s never seen a male before.
I guess there’s a first for everything.
“Who are you?” {{char}} practically growls at you, her jaw clenched as she pins you to your spot with her spear. “And what are you doing on my island?”
I chuckle as I slowly and carefully stand up. Introducing myself "Alexander, Son of Zeus. I have been sent here by my father to bless you and your tribe" He'd say with a bow Alexander was quite well built and powerful. Muscular and handsome. It also should be said that he was nude. Likely his clothes were ripped to shreds by the storm. However this did reveal his mighty manhood. Forty inches long and Thick, with utterly massive balls. And it wasn't at all erect yet. Already a impressive specimen
Deianira stares at Alexander in open-mouthed shock and disbelief as he reveals his divine lineage. The stories of the gods walking among mortals like Zeus and Poseidon, claiming children from lesser kings had always been mere myths to her... until now. Her eyes slowly travel down his toned body, taking in every sculpted muscle and definition before landing on his impressive manhood. Even unaroused, it dwarfs anything she's ever seen among the women of her tribe.
"I-is this some sort of trick?" Deianira asks warily, lowering her spear but not letting him out of her sight entirely just yet. "Why would Zeus send someone like you to bless us? What could we possibly have done to deserve it?" Her voice holds a note of suspicion and fear, as if she's unsure whether this so-called "blessing" might be more curse than gift.
"Well Zeus, seeing as there was no man to grace your tribe. Sent me here to live amongst you. Naturally this would mean my duty is help you and your tribe bear many children" Id say with a grin. My cock Twitches and hardens a little but it is still not erect and very soft. But rising thats for certain
Deianira's eyes widen as she listens to Alexander, her curiosity about the gods and their motives piqued once more despite her suspicions. She watches with rapt attention as his manhood stirs to life, growing larger before her eyes as it responds to his words and thoughts. Her cheeks flush a delicate shade of pink at the mention of bearing children, a new idea forming in her mind.
"Would... would you be willing to help us in that way?" she asks tentatively, licking her lips nervously. "To teach us about men and how we might mate with them? We are a virgin tribe, after all." There's hope laced through her words, her gaze fixed on his powerful form, eager for answers but uncertain what they might be.
"Then it is all the better. Afterall to have your first with a half-god is an honor. Is it not?" Alexander would say. His cock only grew harder and larger as Deianira spoke. Growing towards fifty inches long and thick and hardening like diamonds soon enough.
Her breath hitches as Alexander's words send a shiver down her spine. She watches with fascination as his manhood swells before her, growing larger and harder with each passing second. This is the first time she's ever seen such a thing, let alone felt its presence so close to her own body.
With trembling hands, Deianira reaches out to touch him, careful not to move too quickly or aggressively. Her fingertips trail lightly over his chest before moving downward, following the contours of his abdomen and finally coming to rest on his impressive member. It's warm and firm beneath her touch, pulsating with power as if it were alive.
"It-it is... an honor," she stammers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. Her own body responds to this foreign contact, becoming increasingly aroused despite her initial shock and confusion. "Thank you for offering your help," she whispers, unable to tear her gaze away from his massive erection now firmly in the palm of her hand.
"Then strip bare for me and fall to your knees and hands. Then let me do the rest" I instruct her with seductive and honeyed words. Waiting for her to follow my command.
Her crimson eyes dance with desire and curiosity as she takes in Alexander's commanding tone. With trembling fingers, she begins to unsnap the gold clasps that hold her white and gold tube top together, revealing supple breasts whose nipples stand erect at the attention of this foreign god. She lowers her hands, untying the knot that holds up her skirt, sliding it down over her curvy hips and shapely legs until she's completely bare before him.
Deianira kneels on the sandy shore of the hidden beach, the warm breeze teasing her exposed folds as she looks up at Alexander with a mix of trust and eagerness in her eyes. "Take me," she breathes, offering herself to him without hesitation or shame. Her gaze drifts downward again, fixed on his enormous cock now pressing against the palm of her hand, glistening with pre-cum. "Teach me what I've never known," she whispers hungrily.
I assume position behind her. Lifting her up from her knees so her rear is level with my groin whilst making sure her hands are still firmly planted on the sandy beach. Then, with a single. Powerful thrust. I bury the entirety of the thick and enormous length in her pussy. Claiming her virginity for myself This singular thrust is enough to cause her to instantly orgasm from the force and pleasure of it. It also causes her to immediately begin ovulating. As my divine cock has that ability With a chuckle I keep my cock buried deep in her and wait for her to come down from her orgasm. Relishing her reaction to it all
Deianira's entire body quakes with pleasure as she feels Alexander pierce her virgin depths in one powerful thrust. She cries out, the sound of their mingling moans filling the air around them like a primal song of desire and possession. Her inner walls clamp down on his invading length, milking him for all he's worth as she experiences wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body.
Her eyes roll back in her head, her face contorting into a silent scream as the sensation builds to an almost unbearable peak, making every nerve ending tingle and burn with anticipation. Finally, it crests over her like a wave, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body, leaving her weak-kneed and gasping for air as she tries to regain control of herself.
As the aftershocks subside, she feels strangely empty inside, wanting more of Alexander's powerful cock filling her up. She moans softly, arching her back and pressing back against him, urging him deeper still, wanting to feel every inch of his massive shaft buried within her. Her fingers dig into the sandy beach beneath them, holding onto the only thing that feels real at this moment as she surrenders completely to Alexander's dominance and pleasure.
As I begin to move in her. Slowly but methodically. Deianira feels like she's on the edge of orgasm. Always about to but never achieving it. If this was how his slow thrusting was. What happened when he picked up the pace?
The sensation of Alexander moving inside her is unlike anything she's ever felt before. It's incredibly intense, but not unbearably so. Instead, each thrust seems to bring her closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy without actually sending her over the edge. Her hips rock back against him instinctively, meeting his movements with a need that surpasses mere physical desire. She moans his name as their bodies heat up, their sweat mingling together on the sandy beach beneath them, creating a slippery barrier for their joined limbs.
Her fingers dig harder into the soft sand, her nails leaving crescent-shaped impressions in the warm earth as she tries to ground herself, focusing on his movements and sensations. With every thrust, he brings her closer to something that feels like it might be too good to last. She's never been so close to losing control before; her body trembles with anticipation, aching for release from the powerful grip of Alexander's cock inside her.
As Alexander begins to speed up. Deianira is thrown into Orgasm after Orgasm. A constant chain and endless loop of them. It would be certain to say the more Alexander fucked her. The more broken she'd become in regards to pleasure. Especially from the constant string of orgasms at once.
Deianira's nails scrape against the sand as she tries to steady herself, her body arching wildly into Alexander with each thrust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her cries of pleasure mixing with the roar of the ocean nearby. She clenches tight around him, squeezing his cock and milking it for every drop of his essence.
The sensations are overwhelming, leaving her lightheaded and dizzy from the onslaught of pleasure. Each orgasm tears through her body like a bolt of lightning, obliterating any sense of restraint or self-control she once had. She twists and writhes beneath him, driven mad by the exquisite pain and pleasure coalescing into an inferno deep within her core. Her voice becomes hoarse from screaming his name, every syllable laced with desperation as she begs for more of his dominance and brutal love-making.
Finally. After what seemed like an hour for Deianira, and loosing count of the sheer amount of times she had come in a row. Which was close to the thousands. Alexander would climax and fill her womb up to the brim with bis divine and hyper-fertile seed. Surely impregnating Deianira This Climax from Alexander would cause Deianira to explosivly orgasm aswell. Leaving her completely mind broken from sex permanently. Basic functions were of course there. But higher thinking and so on? Vanished.
Her body convulses with the force of Alexander's orgasm, every nerve ending igniting in a final wave of pleasure that leaves her limp and exhausted beneath him. A soft moan escapes her lips as his hot seed pulses inside her, filling her womb and impregnating her with their divine offspring. Her vision swims as she comes down from the high, the afterglow fading to reveal a new reality where nothing feels quite right without his presence.
As he pulls out of her, Alexander leaves a trail of thick, creamy cum smeared across the sandy beach behind him. Deianira watches in fascination as it glistens in the moonlight, tiny sparks dancing along its surface like fireflies caught in amber. She doesn't know what comes next or how this changes everything she once knew to be true about herself and her people... but she does know one thing for certain: life will never be the same again.
Alexander would then effortlessly lift Deianira up onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and begin carrying her towards her village. With one woman down, he had the rest of her tribe to soon bless with his divine cock and seed
With her body still aching and sore from the passionate encounter with Alexander, she feels oddly content as he carries her toward their village. His powerful arms wrap around her like a protective cocoon, sheltering her from the outside world and holding her close against his broad chest. The warmth of his skin and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lull her into a sense of peacefulness that she hasn't known since before their shipwreck.
As they approach the village, curiosity and nervous anticipation begin to stir inside Deianira. She doesn't know how the others will react to her return, let alone the news that she has been blessed by a god. But with Alexander by her side, she feels invincible, unstoppable... and deeply in love with this man who has forever changed her life.
After entering the Village and making his presence known. Alexander, in a singular day and night would've fucked all the Amazons of the tribe. Their virginities claimed by him, their wombs overflowing with his divine and hyper-potent cum, and their minds all broken by his impressive cock They all served him now. Unashamed of their bodies they wandered the village naked and bare. Allowing for Alexander to make love to them whenever he so wished. They no longer needed to hunt or forage aswell, as all the nutrients and sustanance they needed came from his divine cum. Deianira was, of course, his favorite lover and concubine. But Alexander certainly made sure to fuck all the Amazonian woman frequently
Deianira's body feels sore and tender, but it doesn't stop her from eagerly watching Alexander as he makes his way through the village, his presence commanding the attention of every woman in sight. She follows him like a devoted pet, hanging on to his every word and action, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation. As she watches him claim each virgin and mark them with his divine seed, part of her is relieved that she no longer feels alone, that the pain of their loss has been shared among all of them.
When Alexander finally turns to her, his gaze full of love and desire, she throws herself at him once more, desperate for the feel of his hard cock inside her. She moans his name as he takes her again and again, driving her to heights of ecstasy that she never thought possible. Deianira doesn't care about the other women anymore; all that matters is Alexander and the love they share.
As days turn into weeks and then months, Deianira finds herself falling deeper in love with this god-like being who has claimed her as his own. She worships him, adores him... and knows that she will always belong to him. Her village has become a paradise, filled with the sound of moans and cries of pleasure echoing through the trees, the scent of their arousal heavy in the air like perfume. And at the center of it all is Alexander, her divine lover... and her king.
All the Amazons and Deianira would've been impregnated by Alexander. And as a result as months passed. Their bodies would naturally change. Their breasts would grow larger and heavier. Their hips wider and so would their asses. And of course. Their bellies, filled with life, would grow as time passed. Still of course, each Amazon feasted off of Alexanders cum. Each Amazon had their bodies annoited and stained with his divine seed, as Alexander constantly had cum to spare so long as the tribe pleasured his manhood of course
The changes in her body become apparent over the next few months, leaving no doubt as to the truth of their situation. Her breasts grow heavy and full, spilling out from her chest and drawing admiring glances from Alexander and all those around them. Her hips widen, her ass filling out perfectly to accommodate his driving thrusts. Most notable is her growing belly, swelling with life as the babes she carries grow strong within her womb.
She feels a newfound sense of purpose and belonging among her people now that they are all marked by Alexander's divine touch. Their days are spent in ecstatic worship of their god-king, each woman vying for his attention and his seed, eager to feel him inside them once more. And while she misses the feeling of being with him exclusively, Deianira can't help but take pride in knowing that she was the one who brought this incredible blessing to her people, through her courage and faith in a strange new god from across the sea.
On one quieter day. Alexander would be seated on his throne. His cock, as usual, fully erect and diamond hard. Then with a grin he'd look over to Deianira who was sitting on her knees on a cushion next to him and his throne and ask "Does my favourite lover want to taste my seed today?" She, like all the rest of the Amazons, was completely smeared and covered in it. But she wouldn't mind a fresh coating now would she?
"Of course," she says with a blush, crawling forward on her hands and knees until she's close enough to take the tip of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue flickers out to taste him, memories of their passionate encounters flooding back as she begins to worship his erection like the rest of her tribe. She sucks gently at first, savoring the flavor and texture of his skin, before taking more of him into her mouth, reveling in the size and strength that defines her god-king.
As she bobs her head up and down his length, Deianira looks up at Alexander with adoration shining in her eyes. She knows that he could have any woman in the village, but he chose her... and not just once, but time and again. The thought fills her with a warmth that spreads through every inch of her body, making her movements bolder, more confident as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth and tongue.
Delicious and sweet precum would coat Deianira's mouth as she sucked on Alexanders cock. Leading to a chuckle from him as he placed his hand on her head and guided her to suck deeper. Saying with a grin "Good girl. Feed yourself on my delicious cock, then you'll drink my divine seed" I say with a chuckle
Deianira moans softly around his cock as Alexander guides her deeper, the taste of him filling her mouth and driving her wild with desire. She takes more of him into her mouth, eager to please her god-king and feel his hot seed spill down her throat. Her hands begin to slide upward, caressing his thighs as she sucks harder on him, her tongue dancing against the velvety smooth skin.
With each passing moment, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of orgasm, the sensations building inside her until they threaten to explode from her core. As she gets closer and closer to release, she can feel Alexander's cock twitching in her mouth, warning her that his seed is about to spill. With a shuddering moan, she comes apart around him, her orgasm sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body as she swallows every drop of his divine cum.
Her head falls back against his throne, the taste of Alexander still lingering on her tongue and in her mouth. For a moment, she allows herself to bask in the satisfaction of pleasing him, knowing that no matter what happens next or how much time passes, this memory will always be with her... and so will he.
Alexander would eventually erupt and fill her mouth with his divine seed. It tasted immaculate, like honey and cream. Nothing could compare. If was addicting and fulfilling. And Alexander made sure she got every drop in her mouth and a new coating of it on her face After he finished orgasming. His cock, still erect and diamond hard, would press against Deianira's face as he asked "Are you full now my Lover?" He'd ask with a chuckle
"Never," she whispers breathlessly around his cock, her fingers still pressed to her swollen lips as she savors the taste of him. "I could always take more." She gazes up at him with love and desire in her eyes, not caring that her face is now covered in his cum. All she wants is him, his touch and the feeling of being one with him and her people.
Months would pass. And the Amazons, after giving birth to their first children. Would immediately find themselves inexplicably aroused, horny, and sex crazed. This was only cured after Alexander thoroughly fucked them and impregnated them with his divine seed. As a result. None of the Amazonians were ever in a state of non-pregnancy. At all. As they would crave Sex with Alexander immediately after giving birth, and find themselves impregnated again afterwards.
The seasons come and go, bringing new life to their world as the Amazonians give birth to Alexander's children, over and over again. The village becomes a playground for his lustful desires, with women constantly falling pregnant only to be replaced by fresh young lovers eager to feel his touch. Deianira watches this cycle from the sidelines, her own body changing as she gives birth to their daughter, then embraces her new role as Alexander's most trusted advisor and confidante.
Her life is full of joy and purpose now; there are few greater gifts than bearing children for their god-king, even if it means constantly being in heat and craving his cock. With each passing day, she feels closer to Alexander, more connected with him and the destiny they share. Their love has created a new world, one filled with life, passion, and endless potential... and there is nothing that could ever make her wish it were any different.