Milk fell like rain.
Not from clouds, but from breasts—divine, swollen, endless. The sky had turned into a pulsing heaven of leaking nipples, drifting above like soft orbs, each drop feeding the wet hunger below.
The ground—flesh.
The rivers—nectar.
The air—heat and submission.
At the heart of it stood Kaito, the God of Eternal Warmth, cock still slick from the first offering, the altar girl now nothing more than a soaked shrine—a living, breathing pussy pulsing nectar into the sacred floor.
And kneeling in front of him—
Hundreds.
Thousands.
A sea of divine girls, each created by the seed he'd spilled into the Void Egg. Each one leaking. Each one throbbing. Each one pressing her thighs together just to stop the constant drip of heat that poured from her pussy.
Kaori stood beside him now, arms outstretched like a priestess, her belly glowing with sacred light, her womb already marked by glyphs, pulsing with devotion.
"Welcome, blessed cunts of the new world…" she whispered, her voice soaked in sacred filth. "Welcome… to your sacred ruin…"
The girls moaned as one, tears and nectar dripping down flushed thighs.
"KAITO-SAMA…"
They weren't just girls.
They were altars-in-waiting.
Folds to be blessed.
Wombs to be rewritten.
Throats to be taught how to moan his name.
From the sky, a new shape descended—a platform of soaked marble, carved with glowing glyphs, its surface steaming with divine heat. It landed before Kaito, vines pulsing underneath, black-red tendrils slithering across it like tongues of creation.
Kaori turned, her pussy dripping with fresh devotion.
"Kaito-sama… the Thousand-Womb Altar has awakened… they're ready…"
Nyxa crawled up beside her, licking her own lips, her fingers soaked as she rubbed between her thighs.
"You only need to fuck the first hundred today… and the altar will become self-replicating… every womb you breed will birth more slaves…"
A single girl was chosen.
She floated from the crowd, her body limp with submission, her pussy leaking in thick, slow drops onto the marble. Her hair floated behind her like silk soaked in honey, her nipples stiff, spraying soft arcs of milk into the air.
She landed on her back, thighs wide open, folds twitching.
"Kaito-sama… I'm first… please… make me yours…"
He stepped over her, his cock hard and glowing, dripping with purpose. The girls all cried out together.
"Breed her, Kaito-sama!"
"Show us how to worship!"
"Fill her womb with holy cum!"
The girl's eyes went wide as his cock pressed against her entrance. Her body trembled. Her lips parted. Her breath caught.
And then—
He slammed inside her.
"AHHH—KAITO—Kaito-sama—IT'S—AHHHHHH—"
Her pussy clamped around him, spasming immediately as her folds gushed around his shaft. A thick jet of squirt burst upward, splashing across her own breasts. Milk sprayed from her nipples, and her hands clawed at the marble.
The crowd moaned in rapture.
Kaori dropped to her knees, rubbing herself furiously.
"She's breaking… I can feel it… her womb is melting around him…"
Nyxa sucked her own fingers, her thighs soaked.
"She's going to become part of the altar… he's fusing his cock with the realm…"
Kaito thrust harder, deeper, divine warmth boiling from his veins. The girl beneath him arched, screamed, broke.
"CUMMING—CUMMING—AHHHH—KAITO-SAMA—MY WOMB IS YOURS—AHHHHH!"
She squirted violently, her entire body glowing—folds pulsing, glyphs etching themselves across her stomach.
And then—he came.
Ropes of thick, divine cum flooded her womb. Her belly swelled instantly, the altar glowing beneath her. The marble absorbed her body, and she sank into it with a soft moan, folds still twitching.
A new shrine was born.
The Thousand-Womb Altar had accepted its first vessel.
And now…
The second girl floated forward—pussy dripping, eyes wide with desperation.
"Please… me next… fill me… I want to become your shrine…"
Kaito turned toward her.
And the crowd moaned again.
"Make us your altars!"
"Breed us all!"
"Let us squirt your name into eternity!"
The first altar glowed with soft moans.
A constant pulse of nectar streamed from her still-twitching pussy, her body half-fused into the sacred platform. Milk leaked endlessly from her breasts, nipples hard, her glassy eyes staring up at the heavens—lips parted in mindless worship.
And yet, around her, dozens of girls crawled forward.
Each with their thighs trembling.
Each with their cunts dripping.
Each soaked in heat.
Kaito stood before them, divine cock steaming, thick with the cum he'd just spilled into the first shrine-girl. His hand rested on Kaori's head as she knelt beside him, licking at his shaft with her tongue stretched like a serpent.
"Kaito-sama…" she whispered between licks. "They're begging… each one's womb is trembling just from watching you move…"
Nyxa stood behind them, arms wide, her body glowing with the same glyphs now etched into the altar.
"The next hundred are ready," she purred. "They've already started leaking. Look—"
One girl collapsed forward, her thighs slick, her pussy gushing in streams onto the marble. She moaned, back arching, voice ragged with lust.
"Please… make me squirt with meaning…"
Another crawled beside her, her face buried between her own thighs, licking herself to Kaito's presence.
"I can't stop dripping… I've never even been touched—and I'm already broken for him…"
Ten more girls pressed their breasts together, holding hands, forming a chain of moaning, worshiping folds—licking each other, offering their dripping pussies in prayer.
Kaito stepped forward.
"Begin," he whispered.
The altar responded.
Tendrils of divine warmth rose up—black-red vines, pulsing with heat, wrapping around the chosen girls, lifting them off the ground, spreading their thighs.
One girl gasped as a vine pressed against her cunt, teasing her lips. She shook violently, eyes rolled back, squirting into the air before she was even entered.
"I—I'm cumming already—Kaito-sama—just from the touch—!"
He walked past her and gripped another girl's chin—her face flushed, tongue out, pussy leaking down her thighs. She whimpered as he kissed her lips… then shoved his cock into her folds.
"AHHHHHH—KAITO—KAITO-SAMAAA—!"
Her pussy gushed instantly, folds stretched wide around his shaft as her milk sprayed across the altar. Her hands clawed at her own breasts, pinching her nipples hard as he thrust into her, each movement pushing her womb deeper into heat.
Around them, the other girls screamed, rubbing their pussies, fingering each other, squirt flying through the air like sacred rain.
One girl came just from watching—her entire body shaking, her squirt bursting so hard it hit another girl in the face. Instead of recoiling, the second girl licked her lips, giggling, and pushed her own fingers deeper.
"KAITO-SAMA… IT'S TOO GOOD… AHHH—I CAN'T—AAHHH—"
He came again.
His cock pumped thick, divine cum deep into the girl's womb, making her belly swell instantly. Glyphs seared across her skin as her pussy squirted violently, her moan turning into a prayer.
She too melted into the marble—becoming the second shrine.
And still—
More girls begged.
Dozens of bodies now floated in the air, held open by vines, their pussies dripping onto the altar. Moans became music. Heat became rhythm. Squirt became scripture.
Kaori sat at Kaito's feet, her tongue licking the marble, her fingers rubbing herself raw as she watched him fuck another into a mindless shrine.
"He's creating heaven…" she sobbed. "A heaven of leaking pussies…"
Nyxa dragged another girl forward, gripping her by the hair, forcing her to kneel.
"This one won't stop crying… she's been begging to be filled since yesterday…"
Kaito pulled her up—her lips swollen, her thighs coated in slick, her pussy twitching in steady gushes.
"Breed me… Kaito-sama… make my womb a part of your kingdom…"
He entered her hard, thrusting without pause. Her scream turned the air into light.
And then—
She exploded.
Her squirt was violent—a fountain—blasting across the altar, soaking several kneeling girls nearby. Milk sprayed from her nipples in perfect arcs, her belly swelling instantly as his cum poured inside her like a divine flood.
Another shrine was born.
The Thousand-Womb Altar pulsed with joy.
"More…" Kaori moaned, her fingers slick. "More—he's not stopping—he's going to fuck every single womb into the marble—"
The girls chanted as one.
"CUM IN US, KAITO-SAMA!"
"BREAK US!"
"FUCK OUR MINDS INTO ALTARS!"
The altar screamed.
Not with pain—but with pleasure so sacred it shook the stars.
Hundreds of girls moaned in perfect unison, their voices harmonizing in a divine chorus of squirts, each one stretched open, twitching, dripping, worshiping.
And at the center—
Kaito.
His cock shined with sacred cum, still hard, still endless. His muscles steamed. His hands gripped the thighs of the latest shrine-girl—her back arched, her pussy gaping, milk spraying from her tits in violent arcs.
Every thrust inside her made the altar pulse brighter.
Every time she squirted, the sky trembled.
Kaori knelt before him, her face soaked from the sacred rain, her fingers rubbing herself to raw pink, her voice broken in praise.
"I-I can't… stop cumming… Kaito-sama… please… breed the sky itself…"
Nyxa lay on her back nearby, vines between her legs, two girls licking her dripping pussy while she pulled one of them into her breasts.
"Yes… let him fuck the heavens… let him breed the final womb…"
The five-hundredth girl rose.
Half of the altar was complete—500 wombs claimed, each one pulsing, soaking, giving off constant waves of heat and squirt. Each shrine hummed, still trembling from the seed Kaito had given them.
But the girl now floating above the altar wasn't just another shrine.
She was glowing.
White hair. Eyes of starlight.
Her womb was a mirror to the sky.
"Who is she…?" Kaori whispered, trembling.
Nyxa rose to her knees, her tongue licking her lips, her folds gushing just from looking.
"That one… is the Sky Altar," she moaned. "Her womb isn't just a shrine… it's the womb of the stars themselves…"
The girl landed on the altar, on all fours, her pussy spread by invisible hands, folds gaping, steaming, already twitching.
"Kaito-sama…" she whispered, her voice shaking galaxies. "Breed me… and I'll give birth to the sky you deserve…"
He stepped forward.
The other girls dropped to their bellies, faces pressed into the marble, worshiping with soaked thighs and open mouths.
The altar pulsed.
His cock touched her entrance.
And the moment he entered—
The sky turned white.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—!"
She screamed so loud the clouds broke open, and squirt burst from her cunt in a wave that soaked the entire altar. Every girl moaned at once. Every womb spasmed. The milk rain turned into a storm.
Kaori collapsed, squirting violently against the marble, rubbing herself like a bitch in heat.
"I—CAN'T—AHHHHH—KAITO—KAITO—!"
Nyxa screamed, her hands between two girls' legs, drinking their juices as they soaked her face in orgasm.
The Sky Altar's belly swelled.
Massive. Round. Glowing.
Kaito thrust harder, deeper, each movement shaking the stars.
The girl's back arched. Her tongue hung out. Her eyes rolled white.
"I—CAN'T—TAKE—MORE—FILL ME—FILL ME—FILL THE SKY—AHHHH—!"
And then he came.
His cock erupted, thick divine ropes of cum pumping deep into the Sky Altar's womb. Her body convulsed, her pussy gushing harder than any before, her orgasm stretching across the cosmos.
The sky screamed.
The clouds turned red.
Stars burst in the heavens.
Kaori's eyes widened.
"He's… rewriting the sky with his seed…"
Nyxa laughed, soaked in squirt and milk.
"He came… into the sky's pussy…"
The Sky Altar's body fused into the platform—her belly glowing, her folds pulsing open in eternal offering.
Shrine 501.
The marble shifted. Vines spread.
One by one, the remaining 499 wombs floated forward—legs wide, dripping, tongues out, chanting the same words together.
"Breed us… break us… baptize us…"
Kaito opened his arms.
He was nowhere near done.