Descent to Kigal Ch. 01

* All characters depicted are 18 years old or older *

The giant hand of the Goddess took you by your tiny left leg as you screamed. But it was no use. An ant can "scream" all it want, the gods don't hear it, and do what they please. She picks you up from your cage, still smelling of hamster. You admire for a last time her huge white, freckled tits as your are brought between them, and see, horrified, the hand bring you right up to her throat, and then her immense smiling mouth,

Licking her lips in that same, beautiful coy smile, she starts speaking in the clear, concise manner that you now associate with divine mandate: "We finally got him, bug. We got your father. He talked, and then I... rewarded him for his honesty. Now I have to reward you too! We wouldn't have found him without you, little lovebug."

With that last compliment, that still somehow sent radiating waves of pride through your tiny naked body, you heard the strong percussions of her hand caressing her own belly. "As a matter of fact, I am thinking it's about time I returned you to your dad. If he's still alive in there, remind him why he is being punished. May the Goddess Reign."

You yell in terror, feeling the void of air as you freefall from her opened hand into her wide opened mouth. Her huge, awaiting tongue receives you, coating you in saliva which you start drinking eagerly, thirsty as you are. So thirsty, in fact, that in only occurs to you far too late to try and reach the giant white teeth. The mouth soon closes, and in the damp darkness, you can only try to grab unto the slippery tongue that abused you so much in the last month. The tongue that, inexorably, pushes you lower and lower into the Goddess's throat, until you hear a terrible, loud organic noise: the wet walls around you squeeze your body, forcibly bringing you down, down, down her throat...

Until you fall in a pool of some sort. A hot, blinding, acidic pool that immediately starts gnawing at your eyes and legs. You plunge into the slimy liquid, only to try and stand up. The loud organic noises surround you, but in a state of panic, you still foolishly try to find some support, to somehow, against all odds, get out.

You do find some kind of long, hard tool, a spade perhaps? No, of course not, why would a tiny spade be there? You try to use the object in pitch black darkness, to support your ascension, but to no avail: the support it provides is of no help, the slippery walls forbid any kind of escape, and you soon fall into the center of the acidic pool. You let go of the object, and fall to your knees into the pool. "Goddess is just. Goddess is perfect. Goddess will not rid herself of a good servant. Please, Goddess, free me, think of me."

Amidst the stomach acid, the now almost completely digested remain of your father's skeletal leg, which you had used as support unbeknownst to you, floats aimlessly around you. You will be fully digested long before you realize it and find the rest of the bones.

-

In the outside world, the living world, the world of the Goddess, Chloe, after having swallowed her little helper, rings the bell. Soon after, a normal-sized naked man, wearing only a pink chastity cage around his cock, kneels to attention in front of his Goddess. Chloe, sitting down on her sofa lowers her panties and takes a fistful of the male's hair in her left hand. "Larva, do eat me well down there, and no teeth, you know how I like it. We'll see about feeding you later."

The male brings his face into the wet, hairy, damp spade between Chloe's legs, but is stopped: "tsss tsss, Larva, aren't you forgetting something?"

The male kiss his goddess's feet, adoring. "Sorry, Goddess. I am thankful to you for eating my brother and my father."

Chloe sighs in appreciation for a plan well thought-out and well executed, and gives her slave full access to her pussy to worship."Good slave. You'll get to lick my anus after, but for now, let's concentrate on Mommy's clit like a good hungry boy."

Your little prayers of deliverance were never heard, completely drown in the noises of pleasure of your Goddess.

***

1 month earlier --

It is pitch black darkness around you. You feel incredibly numb, but there is something on your head, some kind of cloth. You barely remember what happened earlier: you were meeting a therapist to discuss your mental health. You met her at her place in her chalet outside of town. Dr Chloe... Chloe something? You started discussing your daily stress, your social awkwardness, many things really. Your studies, work, your romantic life.... you distinctly remember telling Dr Chloe that you had a huge thing for plump brunettes, which made her laugh, presumably because she had that exact profile.

The last thing that you remember happening before the black out is... well, you were still talking to her. At some point, you mentioned your father. She seemed interested in the topic, and encouraged you to share more: you hesitated, but it was indeed a huge weight on your shoulders: the lawsuits against him, the serious allegations, the fact he was denounced and decried by the whole feminist community... you really were ashamed of him. But then you mentioned his name... then Dr Chloe's behavior changed... but how? How did...

A flash of light. You are blinded by the now abundant light surrounding you, and it takes you some time to realize you are completely naked in some kind of huge cage... like a prison? But a weird prison, with a really weird smell. You touch the tightness around your cock: you realize your penis is bound into a pink chastity cage, the only kind of clothing you have right now. Ashamed, you start looking around for clothing: there's a giant... wheel? And a book on the ground... you pick it up.

Matriarchy: a Manifesto Regarding the Divine Feminine, by Chloe Saint-Claire

You quickly glance at a few pages, but you cannot concentrate: for some reason, even accepting your really bad situation in a. cage, you feel something is wrong, extremely wrong.

And then it dawns on you, as you hear, and then see, a gigantic door outside your. Cage open, and reveal Dr Chloe, casually undressing in what appears to be her room... a room where, evidently, even a pillow is about the same size as your entire cage.

Dr Chloe takes off her red jacket, revealing her beautiful cleavage, as she slowly opens a part of your cage's top. A quick, gigantic hand soon seizes you as you scream, bringing you to the level of her titanic mouth.

"Hi there, little bug. Hang on tight, you wouldn't want to fall, would you?"