Oasis (story preview 3) (Patreon)

The awakening Goddess cupped one of her breast and sent the other down to her nethers, settling within the rhythms of her changing body, hoping to relish in every tug to her cock and shock to her nipples. The holy water within her kept flowing from no source other than herself now. She was the oasis, her final hair bulb sloshing with the very fluids now coursing through her veins. These waters had a purpose, to purify corruption and tainted hearts, to give to those most deserving. She was a kind, raging torrent of energy so--

“Pure… hooh! Batu! Gaze upon me~!”

Batu stirred throughout his body. The Goddess that was once his teacher acknowledged his presence and wanted him to be a witness to her birth. He couldn’t refuse and crept closer, eyes transfixed as he lowered his posture before her. She had her middle finger wedged between her balls slowly sucking inside her, rubbing back and forth in need. She seemed to grow more enthralled as he focused on her shrinking by her cock beneath the dress. Was it because he was watching?

The young man remained silent and listened to the building ecstasy before him, her bulbs filled to the brim with spring water, ready to pop as eagerly as her balls were to pop inside her. Her dick was so small now, he couldn’t even make it out against the tight dress. But it continued to leak with the rest of her, fresh wet spurts still plapping against the already soaked fabric. As if of same mind with her body, the end of her hair sprouted twin tails that curled, making it appear as if water was splashing beneath the last bulb. There was no doubt about it, she was close!

“Hooh, yes! Yes! Aaah! Let my! W-Waters! FLAAH! FLOOOOWOOOOOH!”

The goddess howled in bliss right as a loud series of squelches indicated to Batu that her dick was no more. A waterfall poured not only from between her legs, but her hair as well, each bulb rapidly exploding upwards in a chain and letting free all the stored up liquid within them. The ground beneath was flooded in the oasis.

Batu didn’t know what to do in front of the basking goddess other than bow before her. She collected herself slowly, her hair binding itself together into a tail once more filled with bulbs of water. At the same time the top of her hair styled itself pretty, bangs sweeping like waves over one of her eyes. Once the final bulb in her hair was full she ran her fingers tenderly across its glossy surface.

“That won’t be necessary my little nok. Up now.”

It took him a few moments, but Batu soon snapped to attention on his knees, realizing she no longer wished for him to bow. He was confused at first why the goddess referred to him by the nickname Kovit had given him, but it quickly became clear the moment he stared into her no longer glowing eyes. The color was different, as was the shape, but the way she stared at him was so… proud. It still was Kovit in there.

“K…Kovit?”

“Please dear. Call me Thorani.” she replied bearing a tender smile. Her voice was serene, calming all worry within the young man in an instant.

The still air was broken too soon however by the stampede of the caravan barging into the hut. The clanging of blades and shuffling of their boots made for an unsettling omen. The booming voice of the large man who loved to beat on him sent a chill down Batu’s spine.

“Te Nig Pizda! What is this screaming?”

He brandished his blades, tightly gripped. His eyes were like daggers pointed directly at Batu. The leader walked forth. But his gaze did not meet the young man. Instead it travelled beyond him to Thorani, all eyes on her. They all began to whisper.

“Yankhan yum aa…”

“I have never tasted one like her…”

“You best get in line…”

The leader stepped forth right as Batu rose to his feet. He was concerned about them hurting Thorani.

“look, I can explain! She--!”

SMACK

Batu fell to in a heap on the ground from a harsh strike to the head by the large man. His vision was hazy and he felt on the cusp of passing out. The leader then approached the woman before him with a sly smirk.

“Well. What do we have here?”

Thorani was greatly displeased by their actions. Not just now, but for how they had always treated Batu. Her paternal instincts for him mixed with her godly purpose to create a scornful scowl upon her face.

“I am a goddess!” She shouted, her eyes glowing in anger as water secreted from her form and circled around her. “And you will atone!”

A blast of blue light and the sound of rushing water was the last Batu could hear before he lost consciousnesses. The next thing he knew he was opening his groggy eyes to look at the radiant face of Thorani staring down at him. His head felt as if it were resting against a pillow. As he came more to, he realized it was her lap. She was resting him there, her hand gently stroking his head as water trickled around her palm. She had just finished healing the wound to his head.

Batu leaped up embarrassed, not wanting to demean a goddess by using her as a bed. He apologized, which made Thorani chuckle. She sat to face him and assured him there was no need to be so skittish around her.

“There is no need to fear me Batu. I know you have a good heart, and you will always be my little nok.”

Batu gave a reassuring smile and thanked her. He still admittedly felt a bit nervous, but was happy that it seemed the man he knew was still in there, and cared fro him as much as ever. Looking to his side he saw a pile of the men, the caravan, all knocked out.

“Don’t worry about them,” Thorani said while crossing her arms. “They are alive, but have been purified. No longer will their wickedness blight these lands… or you.”

The goddess reached out a hand towards Batu’s face, making the boy shiver for a moment when she touched it, his eyes darting away respectfully. This seemed to amuse her.

“Oooh, I just want to squeeze you!” she said, before wrapping her arms snugly around Batu, her bosom pressing against his body. It caught the boy off guard, but he quickly settled, hugging her back. He’d never known the embrace of a mother, but could sense this must be it. However, he was feeling very un-sonly urges towards this woman that he couldn’t hold back.

Batu separated himself from her, not wanting her to notice. He thanked her for healing him.

“So… what will you do now Ko--uh… Thorani?”

Thorani looked down for a moment, her eyes showing as hint of concern.

“I serve an important purpose now Batu. To these lands and those who travel them.”

“I see…”

Thorani then conjured a smile as she looked back towards him with shimmering eyes.

“I’m hoping that you can stay with me. You mean the world to me Batu.”

The young man was overjoyed by such praise as he felt the same.

“Y-Yes! I will! You are very important to me too Thorani.”

He never wanted to part with her again, she was family as far as he was concerned, the only meaningful person he ever had in his life. To hear that she wanted to be with him forever as well, it brought him great joy and… arousal given how she now looked.

Batu soon noticed the shame poking up in his pants and tried to hide it, but it didn’t escape Thorani’s watchful eyes.

“I’m sorry my goddess! I’m ashamed… I don’t want to demean what you have done for me. Both now and from who you were before.”

His worries were met by the goddess’ tender hands grabbing both sides of his cheeks. She turned his head back to her, their eyes now intimately locked.

“Don’t worry. You are a kind soul worthy of praise and still my little nok. And I would feel remiss as to not guide you in these matters.”

Her face crept closer to Batu as he closed his eyes in anticipation. The words of his teacher came through and his body was willing to let go and let her handle things. Her breathe lingered on his lips as he opened his mouth.

“I can see… you’re true potential…”

Two mouths connected, that of a goddess and mortal. It was something unheard of, but this was no usual circumstance. Thorani was well aware of her roots as Kovit and was driven by human heart. Batu was her family, and she wasn’t going to give him up simply because she had ascended to higher purpose. No, she would make him apart of it.

The two souls held within their kiss, Batu letting himself go limp so that Thorani could guide them to the ground in an embrace. He felt water flowing from her mouth into his, the  water of the Oasis no doubt. It was as thrilling as he could have hoped, its rejuvenating powers wetting every pore and trembling through every muscle as he could feel his body coming back to life. All the weakness in his bones and dry wells of energy were strengthened and filled. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d ever felt so invigorated--perhaps never.

Batu gently traced Thorani’s back as she let her work on him. His affection towards her was skyrocketing, but he knew not to make any further advances. Something about this moment was so respectful, like his body and soul were being given a chance to prove themselves worthy of her touch. He was ready for what she saw in him, the man he couldn’t see… the one he always wished to be!

Quiet moans began to spill into Thorani’s mouth as Batu’s body began to flex. His skin had been remedied and hair livened. She had returned his strength, but there was more buried deep. She could sense the potential inside Batu, her little nok possessing a big, bountiful heart, one more than worthy to live alongside her as man who she could proudly love.

It was now her job to awaken it.

The amount of water Thorani was pouring into Batu’s mouth increased, the two’s tongues becoming more active among the rushing fluids. She could feel her magic working, the young man’s arms resting on her back flexing again and again, swelling in size after each one. Every muscle on his body was coming alive, building in strength that rivaled his strong spirit.