The Fertility Cult Harem (Co-Wrote, Harem, Big cock, Big cumshots, Breeding)

Character’s and Setting created by [u/Stellarbee94](https://www.reddit.com/user/Stellarbee94/)

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Kiley looked on as several acolytes pushed the insensate male into the large round bath. They grunted, and a few small gasps were heard as they struggled to bear his considerable weight. The acolytes worked hard, but they were still all rather young women, and this was not a burden they were used to. Or expecting.

Three other women watched on. “Are you… sure this is a good idea. He’s much larger than any previous Chosen.” Said a woman with brunette hair flowing down from under a woven band that circled her temples. She had hazel eyes and an arm folded across her ample bosom. One elbow was in that hands wrist as she held a hand with green painted nails to her chin and mouth. A tense and somewhat worried expression on her face. She wore Brown and black robes, but they were cut off on the sides, and her wide hips stuck out clearly. The top was held closed by a couple buttons at the middle that valiantly held the cloth together and kept her bust contained. She was known to send those buttons flying when she got excited though.

“It should be fine. I was careful with the tranquilizer and he should be out for another several minutes. And then he’ll be quite sedate. But aware enough for our Hgh Priestesses, hnnn, purposes.” A smirking woman with blonde hair in a high ponytail and cool blue eyes answered. She wore a snakeskin vest, and skirt that went down to her knees. Her outfit covered more skin that the other two. And that skin was paler than most anyone else there, her heritage being from a far northern realm.

“He’s perfect. It will be perfect.” A third woman stood between them. She had firey red hair and green eyes. Her skin was dusky, and heavy eye shadow seemed to make her eyes blaze. A fierce and almost draconic aspect to her as she bared her teeth in a confident and hungry expression. She’d worked hard for this.

“The crowd is gathering, I can hear them…” Said the red head, and she moved towards a large curtain that covered one side of the room, the light coming around the edges was sharp with the sun almost in place. “This is going to be perfect.” She breathed the word, and her chest heaved in nervous excitement.

The other two women shared a glance. Their high priestess was very eager. She turned back to them, her hair flaring out behind her and her chains and jewelry tinkling. It almost seemed more of her skin was covered by gold chains than by cloth. The cloth itself was all colored gold. Chains hung from her neck in waves with gems between them, they crossed the divide of her cleavage, and they hung with loose baubles from around her waist. Her wrists and ankles wore gemmed bangles, and her hair included a gleaming golden tiara. All of it just made her appear as a glorious golden goddess… And that was fitting.

She had worked hard for reform to allow the priestesses of their cult to dress freely, to let them express their goddess given assets, and display their fertility for all to see. But for this coming ritual her outfit was actually a more traditional one. A tradition that revealed more skin than the richest god-kings favorite mistress? Oh yes, it was a very beloved tradition for just that reason.

“I think you’ve bitten off more than you can chew Kiley.” Said a cold voice and all three women turned. Every Acolyte running around busily froze, and even the male slumbering twitched slightly. No one noticed how his eyebrows seem to twitch, or his nose wrinkled in agitation.

A woman stood there, taller than the other three, and quite a bit curvier. She wore black and silver robes, and moved with almost no sound. Her skin was dark and white markings could be seen lining it. She wore a smooth hood that hung over her eyes. It should have blinded her, but somehow the Drawer of Lots could see all. And some said she knew all… Kiley flashed a sharp toothed grin, and felt pretty confident she was just a power crazed bitch who needed to get laid. Well she’d have to get in line…

“Heh, you let me worry about it, and you just stay in your parlor Lili. If there’s any trouble-” She snorted a laugh, not worried in the least. “Then I’ll deal with it. That’s what you-oh, I mean, the goddess chose me to do.” No one quite gasped at the words. First casually using the Drawer’s name, and then making intonations about her purpose in the cult. Lily didn’t let it show as she stepped towards the pool to get a clear look at the man. The waters were sudsy with bath salts and the efforts of acolytes to clean and prepare him. And as those suds cleared some she got a look through the very clear water to see the naked man and his uncovered masculinity.

Kiley moved to stand at the side of the pool, and her grin was still in place. Even with her eyes covered she got the feeling Lily’s eyebrows were high. “Impressive, isn’t he?” Lily pursed her lips.

“He’s large. I know you’ve had Megan and Kate work to sedate him… but if you don’t keep a handle on him everything could spiral out of control.” Her covered visage was somehow piercing but Kiley breathed in steadily and refused to back down.

“He should be very much under control Lily. I worked hard on the mixture.” Megan said, moving up and trying to put confidence into her usual gentle gesture. She wasn’t that close with Kiley but wanted the best for their order. She was the Head of Medicine and did her best to aid all who needed it.

“Its true, I’m sure things will go smoothly. After all, no doubt Megan accounted both for his size, and the cleansing properties of the Eclipse pool.” Said Kate, but with her last words Megan’s eyes widened and her back went a bit stiffer. Kiley, still focusing on her dark robed nemisis didn’t notice it, or the way Kate smirked. Kate was the Head of Pharmaceutical’s, she’d given Megan the ingredients and a rough calculation to figure out the dosage. But not much other help, she didn’t care to help any of the women in the room if she could help it.

Megan looked away, and hoped that she would fade into the background. This was helped along by her High Priestesses drive to challenge the Chooser, and be the center of attention.

“Enough.” Spoke Kiley, multiple gold bangled ringing as she swept her bronze wrist to cut through the conversation. “The ceremony will begin soon. If you want to watch you have your places.” And it was true, all four women were highly placed in the cult, each having their own point on the hierarchy of their order. Kiley was technically in charge, but she was appointed so just as much by chance as by worth. But she had worked hard to get her name in the running, and by fate’s decree… she was the High Priestess of a cult that very nearly ruled the entire city state!

Megan and Kate left swiftly, with Lily padding silently out after them. Now it was Kiley, the man slumped in the Eclipse Pool, and a smattering of Acolytes. She looked to the curtain trying and failing to baffle the sounds of the steadily growing crows. Witnesses all to their joining and the beginning of the new year. She moved leisurely towards the pool, and began stepping down into it. All her work had culminated with this male.

She had been an unexpected Head Priestess. Young for the roll, but charismatic and willful. And progressive minded, more so than their order usually accepted. She’d worked hard to give the priestesses more personal leeway, like letting them use their quite full treasury to pick their own outfits. It seemed a small thing, but they had gone from looking like stuffy nun’s to a true order of Fertility… Because every one of them inspired lust in any man, and most women that saw them. Her mouth pulled back in memory of taking over and bringing in reforms such as that. The way it had livened up their order…

This was the most important ceremony though, she would join with this Male.. he would ascend to become the Temple Prince, and it would be his duty to breed the Goddess blessed women there. She would be the first, but not the last. The problem… was the male in question. He was massive, a hulking muscular brute. Normally they chose… well, more manageable males. Low ranked worker casts, young and virile, but without the strength and confidence of maturity. They just needed a man to take his place, not one that would think he held any control over the women that were his superiors of course.

He groaned and she raised an eyebrow. “You begin to wake…? Good.” She stilled any nervousness, she would control this male like every other high priestess. She was blessed… And she’d chosen him because she wanted a strong male, and a… well euiped one. And as the suds settled and broke apart she could definitely see he was very well equipped indeed. There was a legend in their order of the First Goddess and how her First Lover had been fierce, strong… and generally hung like a horse. Some said he was a horse, but she was always a bit disturbed by that idea. But truly, this man could compete with any beast of burden in that sense.

He slowly lifted his head. He had wild dark hair that fell around his face. A untrimmed growth of beard couldn’t hide a jaw as strong as granite. Looking up she caught a flash of dark blue eyes, one of which had a scar going over and bisecting the brow over it. She felt a rush of blood through her at that gaze. Even sedated she could feel strength there. “Awake, and arise… You have been chosen.” She stood with the water up to her thighs, and she noticed his gaze on her body. She grinned at that.

Her robes were thin, loose fabric that just went over her breasts, met just below her navel, and went down between her legs. In the water the fabric drifted, and the water was just below her pelvis. Her skin was a gorgeous bronze, and her full perky breasts seemed like they were barely constrained by the fabric… He bared his teeth a bit and sucked in air through them, trying to clear his head.

Then he flinched away as the curtain was pulled aside and the full bright light of the early morning sun seemed to blast into the room, and the crowd boomed. “Rise…” She said, and suddenly two pairs of soft hands were reaching for him, he looked and it was two women trying to tug him to his feet. They wore barely nothing at all, all of it together was starting to excite him. He stood, and watched her come up to him and run her wet hands over his expansive chest. His body seemed made from rock hard muscle, with scars carved in here and there. And as she looked him over he could tell she was almost as excited by his body as he was with hers. “Come my Prince, its almost time to start the ceremony.”

He blinked at that. To be true he had only recently picked up her language. An outsider made slave, purchased by this woman and now… things were very different. She turned and stepped out of the pool, her hips seemed to roll, and he groaned a bit at the site of her round bottom. The rob came down to a point in front and back, but her bubble butt and wide hips were much larger than the fabric that covered them and very much on display.

He followed her, the acolytes trying to make sure he was steady. He didn’t need their assistance in the least and the small women passed uneasy glances. Normally the men used for this could barely walk straight let alone climb up out of the Eclipse Pool alone. But they knew their duty… they began to towel his form off, one of them red in the face and nervous as she applied cloth to his groin making the man smirk. His cock twitched and she swallowed hard and pulled away in fear.

He walked past her, knowing the golden one was his priorities. She walked out into the light and he saw an alter just before the edge of the platform. And coming closer he realized they were on the side of the largest structure in the city. A massive pyramid. One side of which had jutted out at the center and that was where they now stood… and before them was a massive crowd of people. He felt just a moment of nerves and she turned to him and gestured for him to come out for all to see.

The crowd screamed and cheered. Their High Priestess was about to perform the great Ceremony! And here comes her Mate, the new Temple Prince… And what a prince he was. A wave of shock swept over them as a massive hulk of a man came forward. He was a head and shoulders taller than the priestess.

“My children!” She said in a clarion voice, speaking from deep in her chest. “I come today to perform my duty. I shall be bred, my fertility to be blessed by the goddess. A strong child shall come to me, and with that blessing our City-State will stay strong! Our crops will grow, and our warriors will remain undefeated! We live! We breath! We CREATE!” They followed her in repeating the last, the holy chant of their order.

And that was when she felt the man put his hands on her. A massive hand that gripped her hip, and felt so strong she was suddenly sure there would be no way to get away if she wanted too. She swallowed, and pushed down the slight pang of panic. “Yes… put your hands on me. Hold me, touch me, and breed me… Can you do that My Prince?” And then she felt something else, pushing up between her legs. He spread his just a bit, bent his knees, and thrust his hips. And with a sleight grunt she felt her round thighs pushed apart. His cock, massive and throbbing was between her legs.

“Oh… my.” She said, and the crowd gasped as well. This giant of a man had a cock longer than most men’s fore arms! And thicker than most women’s wrists! And as they stood there for just a moment it almost appeared as if their holy priestess of fertility had a cock herself! “Just… let me lean over now, and you should probably… use your mouth. Yes, get your priestess ready to-” SLAP! “Agh!” She shouted in shock, and the crowd went into wild unrest for a moment. He’d smacked her ass! And hard. A heavy print, and she felt her eyes tear up just a bit.

“Oh my…” then he didn’t let her bend over the alter, he shoved her against it. She looked back and was suddenly wide eyed and fearful. “S-slow down! Don’t just manhandle me! I am you-Ahh!” She yelped again as he smacked the other cheek, then grabbed the cloth and just casually shoved it over her hip revealing her bare pussy and ass. “Hnnng…” The man growled, and she realized that perhaps she had made a mistake in choosing him.

The Temple Prince gripped his fat uncut cock head and pressed it to her slit. He rubbed it against her, and she moaned a bit despite herself. “Oh… Wait, wait! Perhaps you are too large for this, perhaps we should-” He growled, grabbed her roughly and drove himself in. “AAAHHH!” Screamed the High Priestess as her own holy temple was suddenly entered. She bit her lip harshly to try and get control, her eyes watered but as he put both hands onto her body and slammed his hips forward she found herself opening her mouth and gasping in shock, pain, and shockingly enough, ecstasy.

The one thing she truly had going for her… she was the High Priestess. She was blessed by her goddess. She was blessed with fertility, with beauty… and with a cunt that could handle even this massive fucking cock. “YES!” She cried out unthinkingly as he impaled her on a shaft like nothing her or any of her worshippers had ever seen!

He growled, reached around and grabbed at her chest. Her tits were nice, firm, plump, and big. He loved them. But they were covered some. He growled and his massive hand gripped at her coverings. His fingers getting a handle on her robe, and some of the delicate gold chains hanging over her cleavage, and with a hard yank her ripped them away, breaking the chains and throwing them off.

The small broken gold links tumbled down, quite a few peasant worshippers would find themselves receiving quite the windfall. Truly a blessing of their goddess… and the massive brute that was giving that hot new High Priestess one hell of a deep dicking!

Now her tits were in view, golden bronzed, with dark nipples. And a bit more gold! Both nipples were pierced and he felt it as he manhandled her breasts. He pulled her back against him, hips still thrusting up into her practically fucking her cervix as much as her pussy. And he squeezed her fat tits roughly. “HNnng… Goood…” he growled out the words around a rough accent and she found herself wearing a silly, grin as her new Prince seemed to appreciate her body.

His fat cock was reaming out her pussy, it was so big it left a visible indentation on the inside of her womb. She could feel the warmth there as he thrust again and again and she new soon that spot would be full of cum. Would grow with child… And through all the politicking and drama of the cult, she was a fervent believer. And she was about to serve her goddess in the only true way… and despite the shame of being just USED by the man, the pleasure of it, was just too much. She gasped, she moaned… And when he reached up and turned her head, she felt him press his mouth to hers and she returned the favor. A wet sloppy kiss over her shoulder, aided by his large size as he loomed over her, and made all the better as she felt his cock pumping into her while his tongue explored her mouth.

He groaned as he broke the kiss and she gasped out and reached her first orgasm. Her pussy gushed down her thighs, and fluid squirted out onto the alter. This was known to happen, but truly no High Priestess in recent memory had ever squirted like that for their goddess…

She gasped, and moaned, drool running down her chin as her eyes started to roll back. He let go of her tits, let her drop down and grabbed her by the elbows instead. Her large breasts swung and if it wasn’t for his grip manhandling her she was sure she’d have collapsed to the ground. She was barely aware of the crowd, a good portion of it were just stunned, but a growing portion was cheering it on. Cheering on her obvious lust? Or just the way she was being manhandled like a fuck toy by the hulking Prince. She was not aware enough to care.

But with a loud grunt he finally came, his balls tightened up and he shoved his length deep into her. His seed seemed to explode inside of her. Her eyes widened and she gasped out a stuttering gasp of pleasure. The acolytes behind them were closest to see just how much… Because her womb was filled, and filled.. and so much came out it spurted from between her legs. Not getting the distance of her own orgasmic gush, but the liquid was much thicker, and it just kept coming. Her stomach felt full of heat, and she could tell it had swollen up visibly. He gave one, two… three more shuddering thrusts, then finally let got of her uncaringly. She dropped to the alter, barely catching herself.

Her knees were very weak, and her pussy gushed out cum. It should have been a stream of it, but it quickly turned to a trickle. Her holy mound taking in his seed, and holding as much as possible. She groaned, slumped onto the alter. His cum on it now all over her stomach and breasts. She lifted her head up for a moment, bleary eyed as she took in the crowd, an behind her the prince lifted both hands into the air and gave a roar of triumph, a wordless scream of satisfaction. As he lowered his hands he grinned widely… then gave her ass another smack making her gasp. “Hnnng… best pussy I’ve ever had…” he growled out in a very thick accent followed by a rumbling chuckle as he turned and went back into the shade. Her acolytes poured out and did their best to help her back, away from the alter, into the shade.

Part of her wanted to bath, but she needed to make sure the seed stayed in her. They helped her to a nearby bed, and she was put on her back, a pillow propped under her knees. She looked over and there was the prince… he had found a nearby tray filled with food and drink and was gorging on it. “That… was not… how it was s’pposed to…” He looked over at her with a raised eyebrow then grinned, some fruit stuck in his teeth.

The man took a massive drink form an amphora she knew was full of wine, then wiped his mouth with the back of his wrist. “I feel damn good… What a way to wake up!” He rumbled with laugher and approached the bed, the wide eyed and well fucked priestess, and half a dozen acolytes on the sides of it. “So… I heard about all this, but didn’t think I’d get to partake.” he had a wide shit eating grin. “But… you picked me and pulled me out of that trouble.” Namely how he’d been shackled up and probably damned to spend his life pushing a mill stone or rowing oars on a boat for the rest of his days. And instead….

“So I’m supposed to make sure you get knocked up huh?” His teeth showed in a truly feral grin. “Then I s’pose I ought to make sure its done right…” And she looked down and realized his cock was growing hard again. Her acolytes looked at the man, all of them filled with fear and more than a bit of excitement. Kiley felt about the same. She swallowed hard, and knew her roll. She was the High Priestess and was to be bred by the Temple Prince… she was, on this day, to take his seed, as much as he could give.

Normally that would be a single session then the men passed out before they could get five steps from the alter. Her acolytes knew it as well, and as he stepped up onto the bed and gripped her ankles, they did nothing but watch. Out in the viewing area before the pyramid the crowd had started to break down, but it slowed as cries of lust and exaltation filled the air. This new Temple Prince was even more unexpected than their new High Priestess. He pushed her ankles back nearly bending the woman in half before his cock unerringly found itself driven deep into her again. And before the eyes of several stunned and very aroused acolytes, he put the High Priestess into a breeding press before working his cock into her.

Every woman who watched knew that as mere acolytes they were forbidden to partake in the ‘blessing’ of the temple Prince. And watching his phallic might pulverize their mistresses’ womb, and the woman’s very brain into a puddle of mush they were all filled with mixed feeling of envy and relief. The new Prince didn’t care, he had a lot of lust and aggression to work through. Outside the room arrived Lily, the Chooser of Lots… and she listened to the sound of the High Priestess that she had put in power as the young woman had her brains fucked out. The Chooser bit her lip. Kiley had been difficult to control, this man… he would be far worse. And worst of all, through their cries and moans, she felt her own groin grow moist. Yes… he would be very difficult to control.

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