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Prompt: Of Man, Lamia, and Goddesses (P1)
🕑 Added 2022-06-12 14:55:02 +0000 UTCSummary: In a parallel universe much like our own, a series of divine mishaps creature a world where lamia replace human females as the eternal partners for men. What follows is a series of vignettes of how this world evolved over time. Commissioned by downhillrabbit6.1 for the month of June 2022.
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Part 1 (Jun '22)
In the beginning, there was nothing but the goddesses. Goddesses came in all sorts, sometimes matronly, sometimes vindictive and spiteful. But it was through their shared cooperation, and through a desire to make their impressions on a young, unfettered world that they saw fit to bestow their blessings, conjuring life from the elements below.
Like picking a favourite child, any given goddess was responsible for one species, acting as their patron deity. There was no shortage of fantastic, yet intelligent creatures that roamed the earth: to name but a few, elves populated the forests, dwarves had command of the mountains, mermaids ruled the seas, centaurs patrolle the plains... to say nothing of arachne, werefolk, minotaurs. There were many goddesses, and the realm of mortals was vast and accommodating.
However, like the goddesses who created them, the species of the mortal realm were universally female, but we will return to this later.
It was something of a rite of passage for goddesses to stir life, to bring about their own impression on the world. But one goddess had a different view. Heterosia, Goddess of Sloth, Strife, and Spite didn't much care for the attitudes of the other goddesses, doting over their precious creatures, blessing them with bountiful harvests and centuries-long life spans. It really was the most pompous exercise of self-congratulating.
But the other goddesses were so insistent that she added her own spark of wonder to the world, to fulfill her birthright as a proper goddess. So she did, but she would do it her way.
Ever the slacker, she opted to copy the notes of the other goddesses, combining various traits of other popular species, doing away with any notable features... and then when she deposited the first known creatures to the land below, she scoffed, turned her back, and left their to their own, now-godless devices.
She had created the first humans. But the repercussions of her decisions would be felt for millenia beyond. A fundamental paradigm shift was underway due to one key innovation in Heterosia's design: the introduction of a parallel sex to the dominant female, the first males.
The nature of the world changed, as male and female humans fit together like two halves of a cosmological puzzle. While the female-only species had to rely on self-replication and divine favour, rare and spread far apart for some of the more blessed species, humans could procreate, give new life, experiment with their own gene pools... and even crossbreed with other species. And Heterosia's half-baked design shortened their lifespans relative to their peers, coaxing them to overwhelm by numbers, and find respite in new technological innovations to overcome strength beyond their own...
The other goddesses didn't care much for humans and the depravity they brought to the world, but the chief reason among them was that Heterosia had crafted their bodies in her own image—this was, in itself, a more significant blaspheme than the introduction of debaucherous sex to the realm of mortals. But Heterosia had done her godly duty, and she was content to enjoy her sabbaticals to the fullest...
....if it hadn't been for one foul goddess. Synt, the Goddess of Greed, Gluttony, and Lust, was a despicable sort indeed: she was an equal opportunity siren, 'blessing' various species with libidos and sex-cravings beyond reckoning, animalistic heat that would reduce sensible mortals to depraved animals.
But she, too, never created her own species. And when the goddesses confronted Synt about this, she opted not to create her own species... but to take those of others, and make them into her own.
She devoured the Goddess of the Fae, as well as the Goddess of the Beasts, and her body reformed itself, now a half-serpent, half-elven, all voluptuous seductress of a woman. Her stature was massive, her tail stretched for miles, and her breasts had the heft of boulders, with the softness of pillows. She loved her body, and she yearned for more.
She was enamored with man. They had such capacity for violence and cruelty, acting on their libido, their inclination to hatred, and their creativity in murder. It was so exciting, and she had only wished she had come up with something so vile herself. They felt like an extension of herself.
The lamia had existed prior to Synt's rise, but her influence and her eagerness to draw them closer to man had inspired some blessings of her own. They became less serpentine and more human, more capable of seducing man. The desire to breed with man, with each successive generation, deepened on a more primal level. All this, while Heterosia kept her distance.
But it wasn't enough. Synt wanted more. She approached Heterosia with a proposal: to merge their species together, with lamia women forever at the sides of human man, usurping the human women from before.
Heterosia, in her curt way, rejected Synt. She wanted to be left alone after doing her work, and didn't care an iota for Synt. But Synt didn't handle rejection gracefully... and the power of three goddesses was more than a match.
She ensnared Heterosia with her powerful, serpentine tail, clenching to reduce her bones to atoms. She unhinged her jaw with rippling excitement as it closed down around her, eager to draw Heterosia into her. The captive goddess stood no chance of resisting her, and she soon found herself enveloped by the superior goddess, disappearing into darkness as she was sucked into her stomach.
As Synt gleefully digested her, feeling her entire body tingle with newfound power, she imagined all the ways that she could warp humans, bringing them under the influence of her serpentine children. She patted her hot belly as it pulsated with life that would soon be extinguished...
But with her dying breath, Heterosia enacted a blessing to mankind. Though the words fell on no ears but her own, the universe resonated in kind, and bent to her will, her final wish, her sole blessing to mankind in her eternal existence. As long as she drew breath, she would tear from Synt the satisfaction of absolute, total control.
And as her body ebbed away, her cells becoming one with Synt, the serpentine woman smiled a snake-like grin, as she turned her attention to the mortal world, eager to see how man and lamia would come together. Indeed, their fates had been divinely intertwined for ages to come...
