FSE

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After the birth of her new twin daughters, Xasandra leaves them to spread her word among the others in the palace. After all, she has more important things to investigate. There's something festering deep in the womb of Treandalode's party, giving birth to something wholly unnatural and cruel, and she, as the matron of all fertility, must investigate.

As her physical form walks through the halls, her mind pierces the veil of the physical world to feel what is happening. A dark spellcaster plans something, an ancient evil awakens within a few possessed hosts, and poor creatures suffer. She gasps when she feels the latter, remembering that poor Munie, whom clinged to her, shivering in her unnatural need. The goddess had granted her relief, but there is another who feels the same thing, only for much longer.

The secret door is not hidden to the mother of life, and she pushes through to find herself in a dark chamber, lit only by the dim glow of her deific magnificence. Inside, the cries of the needy creature reach out of the darkness.

Suddenly, a bright flash of green streaks the dark room as the alien creature slams against Xasandra's anthropomorphic form. The motherly dragon immediately wraps her arms around the creature, pulling the suffering alien against her, their chests squishing together. She coos, petting the back of her head as the alien writhes around in her horrific need. "Shh... child... I know you suffer," she says to her. "Someone has hurt you...." Her fingers cross over the space in her carapace where Volund's teeth had punctured. "During this joyous occasion, you instead suffer. Let me take that suffering from you..."

With that, she spreads her legs gently, knowing what kind of being the chitinous creature is and how she must desire so painfully to have a place to deposit her eggs. Pushing her own hips upward, she grinds against the alien's lower body, indicating to her the access she had to that divine womb.

And, the xeno takes it. From between her legs, her external ovipositor slips out, glistening with lubricating fluids which drip down onto the ground and onto the body of the divine. She pushes forward, blindly seeking a place to lay her children--the children of that lamia who had filled her and who had cursed her to this pained, lustful existence.

As the length slides inside her, the goddess coos gently and hugs the alien tightly, the cries echoing out of the dark halls and into the palace beyond, the sounds like something out of a nightmare.

But Xasandra knows better than that. She knows these are cries of lust and love. These are the sounds of a mother seeking to bring her legacy into the world, and the time comes, and Xasandra closes her eyes, letting out a deep breath as the first egg arrives.

The xeno's shaft engorges as the ovum slips from outside her body. The shaft expands and stretches the goddess's sex as it does, slipping the larger egg into the dragon's womb. Once nestled inside, the dragon rubs her own belly, patting her new child delicately.

The second one comes out of the Xeno, this one larger than before. Her mouth opens wide, saliva drooling down over Xasandra's ample breasts as the expansion of her flesh is larger than she had anticipated. The lust Volund filled her with must have also increased her production.

Xasandra kisses her cheek and reaches a hand down. With gentle, motherly fingers, she squeezes just beyond the egg, urging it along with her tender strokes. Through the whole exchange, the alien thrashes around, but her one hand holds her close as the goddess sings her a song of motherly affection. Even Xasandra grunts as her opening expands to take the egg, but once it is within her womb, she sighs and nods. "Do you have more, my child?"

The xeno pants quickly, falling back off of her and spreading its own legs, its body glowing green and bubbling.

Xasandra stands and nods. "So, you are not fully cured of the lamia's influence. Then... you shall receive mine."

Xasandra sighs and moves her hands down along her body, over her breasts, down over her hips, and then between her legs. With a grunt, a shaft erupts out from between her legs, glistening and ready to take the alien. "I am the field in which the farmer sows his seed. So too, am I the farmer, planting in other fertile pastures." Her voice deepens at this and her eyes glow a bright white.

Before the alien knows what's going on, she's scooped up and the draconic shaft buries itself into her. She screams out, her secondary mouth shooting out as she feels herself filled and fulfilled by the power of the divine. With each pump of Xasandra's hips, the alien feels her hunger waning, dissipating. Soon, a feeling washes over her unlike anything she had felt before. It is a feeling of closure and of pleasure, spilling out over her as Xasandra's seed spills out into her. The amount of seed the goddesss provides in her male aspect fills the alien's body, expanding her stomach slightly, yet not leaving her.

Finished, Xasandra pulls away and lays the xeno down upon her back. The alien gurgles, satisfied, filled with enough sperm to fill multiple creatures with her eggs. And Xasandra sits down beside her, stroking her head, and letting out a gentle coo. "When you are ready, I shall take the rest of this from you, and you will be free of his poison."

The door behind the goddess opens slightly and in there stands Krazic, holding a bowl in his hands. "Hehe... begging your pardon, mistress, but I was hoping I could gather up some material from you... envenomed blood of a starfaring being."

Xasandra flutters her eyes and smirks, beckoning him closer with a curled finger. "Come, avatar, and take what you need. But, be aware that what you seek to accomplish may have unintended consequences."

The kobold snickers as he slithers forward, saying, "that's the danger when treading new grounds of science."