Morgana: The Mother Of All-Chapter 275: Size Matters

'What the fuck is wrong with this dog?'

I wondered with my sight glued to the Doberman and the annoying reaction his body was showing. He was acting like a dick, a total ass. Why? I had no fucking idea. But if I had to guess, I think I somehow damaged his manhood.

I mean, the guy—or the dog—had a nice figure, tall and muscular, a warrior's body, good jawline, black and brown fur, the whole deal. Except for one single important thing.

The weiny. The bastard didn't have a fucking cock! No... scratch that, his cock was so pathetic that it was almost impossible to spot it. It was small, not even the tip could be seen.

I am aware that my body was built for pleasure and looks. From my shapely hips, nice fat bubble ass, perfect toned belly, and big jiggling breasts add the endless height and the big fat dong between my legs. So I guess when he teleported here and spotted a glorious cock, the dream cock of every male attracted to a woman, a cock so big that it made him feel inferior, worthless, useless. His pride shattered, crumbled to dust, and was washed away by his shame.

I'm just guessing, I could be wrong, but whatever the case, one thing is clear that I can't accept. His shitty behavior.

"Alright, listen up," I stood in front of everyone, clapping my hands to gather their attention, "Before we begin let me explain."

"These are called the artificial wombs," I said, pointing at the transparent female doll next to me. "They have many uses, one of them is the ability to transfer the pregnancy and give birth in your stead."

"!!!" Almost all eyes widened the moment they heard me. The idea and the possibilities were just mind-boggling. A simple transparent doll was more useful than any woman. No need to prepare the mother's body. No risk of death, just plug the cock and be happy.

"Wait, wait. Hold on." One cat boy stepped forward, his fluffy tail standing on alert. "So you mean that these things can give birth to my kin?"

"Yes," I nodded with a smile, "The doll can give birth to anything. Just cum inside the womb and watch the magic happen. One perfectly healthy baby right at your hands."

"..."

"That's..." one of the bunny girls started to say. Her hazel-brown eyes sparkled at the news. "Incredible. I can have a family."

"You all can," I assured her, petting her head. "While inside my temple, you all receive my blessing. Impregnation is a 100% success, labor is now safe, easy, and you'll feel pleasure from it."

"Wow..."

The girls turned to each other, chatting in low whispers, eyes sparkling in disbelief. This wasn't just some random shit, not when you can walk inside a room and have all your deepest fantasies granted by a Goddess.

"Now pick a room and go and have fun breeding," I said, pointing at the long corridor with hundreds of rooms. "The rooms are fully customizable so you're free to make it as you desire."

"Excuse me," one cat girl raised a hand asking for permission to speak, which I granted with a nod.

"I don't have a partner, what should I do?" Her question made me realize that Lora didn't send enough males. Well, it was my fault since I asked her to send more females. I planned to breed them myself, however, I forgot that the offspring would be counted as mine, contributing to my monthly faith points, and my goal was to help the loli goddess earn faith points, not steal them from her.

So I had to let go of the idea of fucking everyone... Sob... I'm losing my touch.

"Don't worry about it," I said with a smile, patting the cat girl on her head before placing my hand on the doll's left shoulder. The moment I did, a nice-looking cock grew from her pubic area.

"You can customize the doll however you like; be it race, gender, or other details. You can also give it simple commands like 'Breed me' and the doll will fuck your brain out. Feel free to enjoy yourselves. You'll have ten dolls each."

The great thing about these artificial dolls was that they could 'move' and receive commands. They could also 'act' on how you set them to be. For example, I could change the shape of a doll into a cat girl and then command it to behave like a cat girl. The doll will pull out the 'behavior' from my thoughts to be able to act exactly as I want it to.

Another great thing was that the doll could impregnate females. The way this is achieved is through transferring a clean ovum inside the female's womb. The ovum then takes the DNA of the female and impregnates itself. Not all women want a partner, so a single woman can become a mother without the need for a father and the child will be healthy.

The cat girl stared at the doll, like some priceless treasure, her eyes gleamed as the blood rushed to her ears. Even her tail started to fluff with shyness, giving the sweet cat some extra fluffy style. Now, if I put a red ribbon over her cat ears, and push her face down to the ground... She would make a really fine BDSM playmate.

'Tsk... I can't but... maybe breeding with one or two females is fine. I'm sure Lora won't mind.' My thoughts were interrupted as the cat girl suddenly bowed deeply, her fluffy ears twitching with excitement.

"T-Thank you, my Goddess!" she stammered, her cheeks flushed. "This is... more than I ever dreamed of!"

She ran off like a horny little gremlin, cradling the transparent doll next to me like it was the holy grail of orgasms. I could practically hear her thoughts echoing—"I shall name it Little Fang and it shall be mine forever." Good for her.

The other women and a few of the men—those not still sulking over their own inadequacies—murmured in agreement, their initial hesitation melting away into eager anticipation. The Doberman, however, remained stiff-backed, his ears pinned flat against his skull, his tail rigid.

'Still acting like a prick, huh?'

I sighed and stretched my arms overhead, my tits giving a happy little bounce like they too were excited for the mass breeding about to commence. Honestly, I should charge entry just for the view. But nah, this was charity work. Divine, ass-shaking, womb-blessing charity.

Then that damn dog growled again.

"Tsk..."

"!!!" Everyone flinched.

There he was, muscles flexing like a damn action figure on steroids, pacing like I just kicked over his ego and pissed on it for good measure. I turned slowly, giving him the kind of look that said 'I will staple your balls to your forehead if you growl at me again.'

"What?" I asked, a voice sweet as sin and just as dangerous. "Still feeling emasculated, Fluffy?"

"Grrr" The Doberman showed his fangs like I care. Then he barked. Actually barked. The fucking nerve.

"You got a problem with dolls, dog-boy?" I snapped, cock shifting lazily between my thighs as I stepped toward him, each step like divine thunder across the marble floor. "Or is your micro-peen still having a panic attack after seeing a real dick?" freewёbnoνel.com

Growl.

'Can't he fucking speak?'

"Do you want one? Hm? Want me to bless you with a cock that actually exists? I can do that, y'know. I can give you a cock that puts horses to shame. Or—" I smirked, leaning in, placing a hand on his shoulder "—I can give you a pussy so tight you'll finger yourself to death. I'm extremely generous when it comes to hot stuff."

"What's it gonna be, a cock or a pussy?" My tongue dragged slow and hungry across his neck, taking in his earthy, musky, masculine scent. He looked at me with shock, disgust, and hatred, and I couldn't deny a certain sense of satisfaction in ruffling his hair a little.

"Maybe both," I mused aloud. My finger reached south, flicking his shriveled clit of a cock, smiling wickedly. "Act like a bitch again and I'll transform you into a bitch."

"A.." a gasp parted from his lips, but no words came from his mouth.

"Thought so." Ignoring him, I turned, addressing the gathering.

"Alright! Enough chit-chat. You've all got ten dolls, ten wombs, ten cocks, ten opportunities to live your dreams and make me, your Goddess, proud. Go in there and flood the temple with love juice and baby spirits!"

The temple erupted into movement like I just fired the starting pistol of the world's horniest Olympics. The busty dog girl dragged the cute cat boy along with two other girls from his kin inside the room. I guess she wanted to have a foursome play—the girl really knows how to have a good time.

One by one, they entered the breeding rooms. The two rabbit boys entered with a single partner each. As for the remaining two cat boys, one took two girls and the other just one. As for the shitty dog man... well.

'This fucker'

I snapped, seeing him dragging a dog girl—a cute golden retriever—by her arm into the room. He was forcing her, even when she was clearly refusing. She didn't scream loud only because of me, not daring to act disrespectfully toward a Goddess.

"I told you don't act like a bitch."

My voice cracked through the air like a whip dipped in honey and venom. The whole hallway froze. And the Doberman flinched mid-step, his paw—I mean, hand—still wrapped tight around the golden retriever girl's wrist. Her ears drooped, her tail tucked, and she looked so damn small under his shadow. My jaw clenched. My eyes flicked over her trembling form, the way she wouldn't even raise her head.

And that... That did it.

"Let. Her. Go."

The words rolled out in slow, deliberate syllables. A warning. A final warning.

But this absolute motherfucker? He growled again.

Oh, he thought he was the alpha? Thought he could just mark some poor girl like property in MY temple? Bitch, please.

I appeared behind him before the sound of my words even had time to fade. One blink I was twenty feet away, next blink my hand was around his throat, fingers like steel serpents coiled with divine wrath. His feet left the floor, flailing like a kicked puppy.

"You think you're a man?" I snarled, my voice a silken blade. "You're a fucking joke. A cockless, pride-drunk, flea-bitten waste of heat and hormones."

"Aww... P-Please"

"Oh! You can speak?!" I gasped in a sarcastic voice, pulling him toward my face. "Good... that means my ears will hear how good my dick feels inside your ass."