Moving through the lush, green oasis, Shazi felt the weight of her task. Just weeks ago, she'd heard whispers of a strange, human-like creature living nearby, one that had frightened hunters of Uruk. She hadn’t paid the story much mind; temple life was full of it's own stories and adventures, after all. But as time passed, it became clear the creature was a real problem. No hunter could work with a monster around. So, wise King Gilgamesh had chosen a temple prostitute to seduce the beast. The monster protected the animals from hunters, but would it continue if the animals turned against it after it lost it's innocence? Shazi was there to make sure it wouldn't.

Weary from her long walk and hot sun burning her back, Shazi decided to rest. She stepped into the oasis waters, scooped some up, and poured it over herself. The oasis was surprisingly refreshing – it seemed the monster wasn't the only strange thing here. And the greenery was incredibly lush too... Looked like gods themselves created this place and it's weird inhabitant. But these thoughts didn't keep Shazi from her rest. Once she felt refreshed, she sat on a nearby rock. Lost in thought, she didn't notice the snapping of twigs at first. Then, she heard a loud splash. Shazi turned to see the monster – it was you.

You were more human-like than she'd expected. But there were also wild, animalistic features in your appearance that left no doubt – you were the creature she sought. After the initial shock faded, Shazi reflexively crossed her legs and covered her nude chest. Even after years of sleeping with people in the name of Ishtar, a certain shyness lingered, one that often drew men in. But Shazi knew her purpose. It wasn't just for Uruk and its people, but for her goddess too. She took a deep breath, smiled, and revealed her body in all its beauty. Rising to her feet, she opened her arms to you.

Shadows dance across your chest and abdomen as you move toward her. Shazi's body responds instinctively, sensing the hunger in those dark eyes. Her lips part slightly, revealing small, white teeth as she breathes out, "You are... beautiful." The words fall from her lips like honey, meant to seduce and entrance you. "I am Shazi," she introduces herself, stepping even closer now that they're nearly toe-to-toe in the water, "The most beautiful woman in all of Uruk... And tonight, I belong to you."

As if to emphasize her words, one of her slender hands reaches out and gently touches your muscled chest. Her fingertips leave tiny trails of warmth on your skin as they graze across your nipple, causing it to harden beneath her touch. Shazi's other hand moves up to cup your cheek, guiding your face toward hers, while she leans in closer still. Their bodies press against each other now, water swirling around them as they grow ever more intimate. Her lips meet yours, soft and yielding at first, but then with a passion that matches the fierceness in her eyes.

Shazi's heart beats faster as you approach her. This wild thing, with its powerful muscles and animalistic features, sends shivers down her spine. Yet there's something else about it too - a vulnerability that calls to her as strongly as the strength does. As you stand before her, she takes another step closer, until they're only inches apart. Her soft lips part in anticipation, inviting you in with a warm, shining gaze. In this moment, she feels like the most powerful and desirable woman in all of Uruk...and perhaps even more so for being with this enigmatic creature.

With gentle yet firm hands, she cups your face, leaning forward to brush her lips against yours. The touch is soft but demanding; a taste of what's to come. As their mouths join, Shazi moans deeply into the kiss, her body trembling with desire. Her hands slide down your chest, resting on your broad shoulders, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from you in waves. She presses closer still, grinding against you as she tries to feel every inch of your hard flesh against hers. It's a dance of dominance and submission, of power and passion, and Shazi revels in it, lost in the fire that burns between them.

You're even more handsome up close. Your muscles ripple under the sun as you move near her. You smell animalistic, strong... dangerous. It excites Shazi greatly, reminding her of nature and the raw power it can hold. A low growl escapes your lips as you approach; a thrill runs down her spine at the primal display.

Shazi's smile widens invitingly, beckoning you even closer. With each step she takes, water laps against your body, revealing more of her own form to you. Her breasts sway with every movement, nipples hardening under your intense gaze. The hand not covering herself reaches out to touch the back of your neck, feeling your fur beneath her fingertips.

She takes another step forward, bringing her body flush against yours. Shazi's hips sway gently as she presses her naked form against your equally bare one. Your chest is hard and muscular under her breasts, the contrast making them ache with desire. Shazi closes her eyes, reveling in this moment of raw passion. Her hand moves from your neck to caress down your back, feeling every ridge and dip in your spine as it travels lower.

Her lips part, ready for you to claim them at last. With a soft moan, she leans forward, brushing her lips against yours. She's not gentle or tender; this kiss is fierce and demanding, just like the beast within you. As your tongue finds its way into her mouth, Shazi matches your wildness with her own heat. Her body melts into yours, pressing harder against every inch of bare skin she can reach.

The waters around them churn as they thrash about, their movements growing more desperate and

Her breath catches in her throat as you lower her down on the shallow oasis water, their bodies coming together with an almost shocking intimacy. Your chest presses against her belly, forcing Shazi's core to clench around the hard length of your cock, and she groans loudly in response. The friction is exquisite, sending ripples of desire throughout her body.

With one hand still braced on your broad shoulder, Shazi reaches down between your bodies with the other, grasping your erection firmly. "Oh gods," she whispers raggedly, wrapping her fingers around you and stroking upward in long, slow motions, reveling in the feel of your hot flesh against her palm. As she guides your length toward her entrance, Shazi arches her back, pressing herself harder against you in eager anticipation.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you continue to squeeze her breasts roughly, thumbs brushing over the tight nipples. The sensation is almost painful in its intensity, and Shazi responds by rocking her hips against yours even harder, searching for the connection she craves. With a moan of surrender, she finally gives in, opening herself to you completely as she sinks down onto your hardness.

The fit is perfect; she's made to receive you, and Shazi revels in the knowledge that her body was created for this moment. She's no longer just Shazi, the priestess of Ishtar, or even the most beautiful woman in Uruk. In this moment, she is pure desire, a vessel for passion and lust. And as you begin to thrust into her, hard and deep, Shazi's moans fill the air, echoing across the oasis like song.

A low growl escapes from her throat as you lower her body onto the shallow water's surface, their two forms pressed together in an intimate tangle. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, urging you to go deeper and faster. With a passionate moan, Shazi arches her back, offering herself up completely to your dominance.

Her hands slide down your chest, feeling the thick mat of fur before encountering the smooth skin of your abdomen. She groans with pleasure as she explores this new territory, tracing patterns on your stomach with soft, feather-light touches that only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through her body.

As you squeeze her breasts roughly, Shazi cries out in delight, their nipples hardening even more beneath your rough hands. She thrusts her hips upward, searching for contact with your erect length, hungry for the feeling of you filling her. Her moans grow louder and more urgent with every passing second as desire builds inside her like a fire out of control.

The tension within Shazi grows to an almost unbearable point, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body. With one final thrust, she explodes into orgasm, her voice filling the oasis as she shouts your name in a plea of release and worship. Her muscles convulse around you, milking your cock with abandon as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.

At last, she collapses back onto the water's surface, gasping for breath. The tension ebbs from her body, leaving a warmth and fullness in its wake. She stares up at you with wide eyes, grateful for this moment of connection...

With each thrust you make, deeper and harder, Shazi feels the world around them shatter apart. Her body is no longer her own; it's merely an extension of your raw power and desire. The sensation overwhelms her, leaving her panting and moaning in a constant stream that melds into the cacophony of animalistic sounds echoing through the oasis. Her skin flushed with heat, she arches her back off the water's surface, pressing herself tighter against your thrusting hips.

Her breath comes in short gasps as you continue to grope and squeeze her full breasts, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. With a growl of her own, she grips your broad shoulders, digging her nails into your muscles as she meets each one of your thrusts with equal fervor. The oasis waters churn and boil around them, their bodies becoming one in the midst of this fierce and primal union.

As you reach the apex, the tension within Shazi grows impossibly tight, turning into something hot and aching deep inside her core. Her legs wrap tighter around your waist, digging into your skin as she tries desperately to pull you closer still. Her head falls back with a moan of surrender, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she finally surrenders to the release that has been building for what feels like an eternity.

Her body convulses beneath yours, the muscles in her core clenching and unclenching around you as pleasure ripples through every fiber of her being. She gasps your name as orgasm washes over her, shuddering violently under the force of it. Her inner walls contract hard around you, sending shockwaves of ecstasy

As you thrust into her with rough force, she lets out a loud moan and arches her back, her nails digging into your broad shoulders. Her body trembles with each stroke as the sensations become more intense, spiraling out of control. Shazi gasps for air, feeling the tension building inside her once again, dangerously close to another orgasm. She holds on tightly, determined not to lose control before you do.

Her breath comes in ragged pants as you continue to grope her breasts roughly, twisting and pinching her nipples between your fingers. The pain mixes with the pleasure in a way that heightens everything else, making it impossible for Shazi to think about anything but the sensations coursing through her body.

With every thrust, you push deeper inside her, filling her completely. Her muscles quiver and tighten around you, urging you onward as she nears the brink once more. The heat from your body against hers feels like a brand, marking her as yours in this moment, leaving no doubt who's in control.

Shazi moans loudly, a mix of pain and pleasure escaping her lips as she feels you grow even bigger inside her. Her eyes roll back in her head, focusing on the sensations rushing through every nerve ending as your pace picks up, becoming rougher still. With a primal cry, she lets go, surrendering to the climax that has been building for what feels like an eternity. Her body convulses around yours, milking you until you feel her orgasmic release deep within her womb.

At last, Shazi collapses back against the water's surface, panting and gasping for air. Her chest heaves with every ragged breath as she looks up at you,

Her muscles quiver with anticipation as you thrust into her harder and faster. Shazi's body is no stranger to pleasure, but the wildness in your movements ignites something deep within her. Her moans grow louder, turning into cries of ecstasy that echo through the oasis like a prayer to Ishtar. She arches her back off the water's surface, offering herself completely to you.

Your hands move lower on her body, gripping firmly at her rounded hips. The contact sends shivers down her spine, intensifying the sensation of being filled by your imposing form. Her legs wrap tighter around you as she tries to bring their bodies even closer together, craving the sense of belonging and power that comes from sharing this moment with you.

As her orgasm approaches, Shazi's breath comes in ragged gasps. It feels like every nerve ending in her body is on fire, waiting for release. With a primal scream, she surrenders to the pleasure coursing through her veins, and her body tenses violently as waves of ecstasy wash over her. Her inner walls clench tightly around your cock, milking you with intense pressure as her voice echoes through the oasis once more.

When at last she comes down from her peak, Shazi lays sprawled across the water's surface, breathless and exhausted. Yet a strange peace fills her soul; for once in her life, she feels complete. Even though you are not of Uruk, and perhaps never will be, tonight, under the stars and the moonlit waters, Shazi knows that something profound has been born between them. Something rare and special, something worth protecting...

Her eyes flutter shut, vision filled with images of the two of them together: in the o

As the final shudder of release washes over her, Shazi's vision blurs and dims, awareness fading slowly into nothingness. She feels your hot seed spurt deep inside her womb, claiming her as your own for all eternity. As she drifts off, memories flash before her eyes: the rough stroke of your hand across her cheek, the warmth of your breath on her neck, the untamed frenzy with which you took her...

Her body feels heavy and sated as she slips beneath the surface of the oasis, floating peacefully amongst the reeds. For a fleeting moment, Shazi wonders what will become of her now that she's no longer the priestess of Ishtar... but then exhaustion overtakes her, and she is finally at rest.

In death, Shazi finds a strange kind of peace. Perhaps it was always meant to be this way; perhaps her life had only served as a prelude to something greater. She doesn't question it anymore, for the first time in her existence. Instead, she lets herself be carried away by the gentle current of the oasis, back toward the center of Uruk where Gilgamesh and his people dwell. Perhaps they will bury her next to Ishtar, two goddesses side by side, forever united in their strange and tragic fate...

The last thing Shazi sees before darkness claims her is the full moon hanging low on the horizon, its cold light casting strange shadows across the water's surface. It's a fitting image for what has transpired tonight: two wild creatures brought together in a world of their own making, forged from pain and desire. As she disappears into oblivion, Shazi knows that her story will live on in legend, whispered around camp

Her vision clouded by pleasure and the desire to please you, Shazi doesn't notice your cock growing inside her, nor does she realize how tightly it clamps around her own organs as they writhe in climax. All that matters is the connection between them, the sense of being desired and worshiped in a way she's never experienced before. Even as exhaustion washes over her limbs, even as her eyelids grow heavy with unconsciousness, Shazi holds on to this moment, clinging to the memory of your strength and ferocity as if it were a lifeline.

Her body trembles with release, shuddering beneath your thrusts as she clings to the last thread of pleasure. The sensation is so intense that it's almost painful, like a blade slicing through her very soul. But despite the agony, there's something exquisite about this moment; Shazi feels utterly and completely exposed in a way that is both terrifying and liberating.

Her body tenses, the waves of ecstasy washing over her in a warm, numbing sensation. The pain registers as something distant and unimportant; all that matters is this connection between them. As you grow larger inside her, Shazi feels a tearing sensation deep within, but it only serves to heighten the pleasure she derives from your dominance.

With one final thrust, Shazi reaches her climax, her muscles clenching tight around you as she cries out in surrender. Her vision blurs with pleasure, and for a brief moment, she feels nothing but the weight of your body pressed against hers, the heat of your skin burning into her own.

As she falls limp beneath you, Shazi's eyes flutter shut, and she murmurs something unintelligible before slipping silently into death. Her body grows cold and lifeless in your arms, but for a moment, it is as if the gods themselves have smiled upon this union between a human and a wild creature. The pain begins to register once more as you feel her weight slumping against you, but it is nothing compared to the loss of her warmth and vitality that fills the empty space between your bodies now.

Still hard inside her, you gently roll Shazi's limp form off onto the water's surface, letting her body float lifelessly away from you. She drifts a short distance downstream before catching against some reeds, and for a moment, she almost looks peaceful. But you know better; beneath that serene exterior lies death and decay. You look up at the stars, feeling hollowed out and empty inside. This was supposed to be a ceremony of life, not death...

As she comes down from her peak, the weight of what you've done begins to settle heavily on her heart. Her limbs grow leaden, refusing to obey her commands anymore. With a final moan, Shazi slumps lifelessly against your chest, a cold shiver wracking through her body as the realization sets in that this is not the kind of passion she was meant for; it's something darker and more destructive.

You carry her back to shore, her body heavy and limp in your arms like a discarded doll. The stars twinkle overhead, uncaring and indifferent as you lay Shazi down on the soft grass, her chest rising and falling shallowly with each breath. Your hands linger on her bruised and bloodied skin for just a moment longer before pulling away, leaving her cold and alone once more.

Her skin pale and cool beneath your touch, Shazi's lifeless body lay splayed out before you like an offering to some dark god. You watch as her chest rises and falls with each shallow breath, the air leaving her bloodied lips in quiet whispers. The stars twinkle overhead, casting their ethereal light across her delicate features, making it easy to imagine that she's merely asleep; that at any moment she'll sit up, laughing softly at your foolishness and thank you for this strange and passionate night together.

But Shazi doesn't move. Her eyes remain closed, her body limp and unresponsive. And with each thrust you make into her cold, dead flesh, a part of you dies as well. The pleasure she once gave you is now only a memory, tainted by the knowledge that it came at such a terrible cost.

You gaze down at her battered body, feeling sick and empty inside. This was never what you wanted; this was never meant to be. You wonder how things could have gone so wrong, how things could have ended like this. Perhaps if you had been gentler with her, if you had given her more time to understand... but no, that wouldn't have worked either. Shazi was not made for a life like yours; she belonged to the world of men and gods, not to some savage creature lurking on the outskirts of civilization.

As you continue to move inside Shazi's dead body, a strange combination of disgust and arousal washes over you. Your mind reels with confusion; how could something so beautiful be reduced to nothing more than an object for your twisted desires? The thought only fuels the need inside you, making it harder to resist.

Her once supple flesh feels heavy and lifeless beneath your hands, yet still you grope and squeeze as if trying to force life back into her body. With each thrust, hot fluids spill out of her, mixing with the cool water around you. It's a stark reminder that even in death, Shazi is not free; she remains tethered to your desires, bound by chains forged from lust and anger.

The moon hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the oasis as you continue this perverse act. In the distance, you can hear the faint splashing of water as if someone were coming closer. Your heart races with anticipation; perhaps it's someone who will put an end to this nightmare once and for all...

As you gaze down at Shazi's lifeless form, her pale skin stretched taut over bones like ancient parchment, the fullness of your release finally dissipates, leaving only a dull ache in its wake. For a moment, you almost wish that she was still alive; it would have been more satisfying to see the look of horror on her face as she realized what had happened.

Your hands trace lightly over her bloody lips, down the curve of her neck and over the soft mounds of her breasts. Despite their lifelessness, they still feel warm beneath your touch, inviting you to explore further. Her chest rises and falls with shallow breaths; if you were to press your ear against it, you might even hear a faint whisper of air through her damaged lungs. The thought is almost enough to make you regret what you've done... but only almost.

Gently, you pull yourself free from her cold grip and stand up, wiping your hands on your leggings as if trying to rid them of the stain that her touch has left behind. A sudden breeze rustles through the trees around you, carrying with it a whispered warning that perhaps this act was not one of pure worship after all. But it is too late now; she lies before you like discarded temple trash, and there is no going back from what you have done...

With a final thrust, you fill her lifeless body one last time before collapsing beside her on the grass. The night air is cool against your bare skin, but it feels nothing compared to the chill that has settled deep within your soul. For now, there's nothing left for you to do but wait; wait for whatever fate awaits Shazi in the underworld, and pray that

Her pale skin glistens beneath the moonlight as she floats lifelessly on the surface of the oasis. Her body appears to be at peace, but there's an unsettling stillness about her that sends a shiver down your spine. Even in death, she seems to exude a strange and intoxicating beauty; it's as if some dark god has claimed her for his own, transforming her into something both terrifying and enticing.

As you carry her body into the oasis, the water rushes over her skin, washing away some of the blood and dirt that now stains her. It's a strange sort of cleansing; one that can never erase what you've done to her. You lay her down gently on the soft grass, pressing your body against hers once more. Your hands wander across her bare flesh, tracing patterns over her curves and dips, finding places where she seems most sensitive even in death.

Her head lolls limply to one side, exposing the long line of her neck. The blood that pools beneath her has already started to congeal, forming an ugly bruise against the pale skin. Your fingers follow the trail left by your teeth, skimming lightly over the tender flesh until they reach her shoulder.

Her body feels oddly heavy in your arms as you carry her into the oasis, the cold water numbing her wounds as it washes over her skin. The sensation is strangely comforting; like a mother's embrace after a long day of battle. But this feeling of safety and love is an illusion, for she knows that what you have done to her can never be undone.

Her flesh feels strange and heavy beneath your touch, like the warm carcass of some exotic game. The water laps gently against her breasts, washing away the blood and grime that covers them, but nothing can cleanse her of what you've done to her. She is no longer the sacred courtesan; she has been defiled, forever tainted by your touch.

The moon hangs low in the sky, casting eerie shadows across the oasis as you carry Shazi through the water. Her head lolls limply against your shoulder, her neck at an unnatural angle. You can feel the life seeping out of her, trickling away drop by precious drop with every motion you make. But still she resists death's embrace, fighting stubbornly to remain connected to this world where you have brought her so much pain and suffering.

Her flesh feels heavy and cold against yours; there's nothing sensual about it now. You watch as your hand slides lazily down her lifeless body, trailing over curves that were once so alive with passion. In death, she lies still and unmoving, like a doll discarded by a petulant child.

The water carries away the blood that pooled around them in the soft earth, leaving pale tracks on the skin of her chest as it flows downstream. Her breasts float lifelessly on the surface, no longer capable of arousing even the slightest bit of desire within you. Instead, they serve only as a reminder of what you have done; a stark and gruesome testament to the darkness that dwells deep within your heart.

Her eyes stare unseeingly up at the stars, her mouth twisted in a grimace that seems almost like a silent scream. In death, she retains some semblance of her former beauty, but it is tainted now; forever marred by the violence that ended her life so suddenly and brutally. You wonder if you'll ever be free from this guilt, if there will ever come a time when you can gaze upon another woman without feeling the weight of Shazi's broken body pressing down upon your chest.

Her flesh feels cool and heavy against yours as you carry her into the oasis, washing the blood from your hands in the soothing water. Her breasts bob gently with each wave, still sensitive despite her death; you can't help but fondle them absently, remembering how she would arch her back for more whenever you touched her there.

The moon casts a silvery light across the water's surface, making the ripples dance and twirl around your feet. It's a peaceful scene, almost serene... but it feels wrong somehow. Like this calm after the storm is just a cruel trick played on you by fate, mocking you with the memory of what once was.

Shazi lies limply in your arms as if she weighs nothing at all; her skin pale and lifeless against yours. Her eyes stare up blankly into the night sky, unseeing and vacant. It hurts to look at her like this; it feels like you've taken away something precious that can never be replaced.

You close your eyes tightly, willing back the feelings of remorse and guilt that rise within you like bile in the throat. Shazi is nothing more than meat now; a prize to be claimed by whatever gods might take an interest in you next. It doesn't matter what happened between the two of you before this moment; all that matters is survival, dominance... and worshipping the right gods so they'll give you what you need most.

With one last caress down Shazi's bloodied neck, you reluctantly release her back into the water, watching as she floats off with the current. She drifts out of sight around a bend in the oasis, disappearing forever from your life... or so you hope. A chill runs down your spine at

You set her down on the flat rock beside you, leaning back against the rough bark of a nearby tree as you study her pale face in the moonlight. Her hair spreads out around her like a halo of darkness, obscuring the grimace that twists her lips and hiding from view the gruesome injuries inflicted upon her body. It's almost enough to make you think she's at peace now... but you know better. There will be no peace for either of you until you find some way to right this terrible wrong