Olympus was nothing like Teresa expected, and it still amazed her every time she returned. How did the gods get so jaded about it? For one, it was nowhere near as agoraphobic as portrayed in the art. While each god's realm was in a subjective position, each one was inviting and comfortable, idyllic, even. Teresa was partial to Aphrodite's, likely due to years of worship prior to her ascension. Everything was so silky, despite it being a shared space with her cuckold Hephaestus, and the warmth of the forge added to the atmosphere. Of course, none of it compared to her own domain, the conceptually infinite but decidedly small space she shared with her beloved Karme. It was forged through will alone to appear as a large but not extravagant home. Not original by any stretch of the imagination, but the two had spent the development stage of their lives as mortals. A domain beyond human comprehension was just that: beyond human (or tiefling) comprehension.
Teresa lay in her bed, going back over her second-favorite book: Gnomish Kama Sutra. It was no Book of Erotic Fantasy, but those crafty gnomes knew how to fuck all the same. She had performed the described position many times. It was one of her favorites, in fact. Teresa laughed nostalgically as she remembered the various occasions where she performed this position. It required some quite intensive acrobatics and a good deal of limberness from the recipient, but executed properly, the orgasms achieved in the position were explosive. Karme appeared in the bedroom, sweaty from her sparring with Hercules.
"Ree?"
Teresa looked up from her book to see an Egyptian woman, with mocha skin tinged with scales of gold, clad in animal skins and an ornate breastplate. Her coarse, copper hair was tied up, and her body was well-toned and muscular.
"Yes, Karme?"
Karme crawled into bed with Teresa and read a section of the page she was on, then kissed her before answering, "All that sword clashing has put me in the mood. Old Herc is still bent out of shape about that Megara, so I figured, 'I married the goddess of carnal pleasure. Why not see if she wants some?'"
Teresa smiled. "I know. I can sense lust. Portfolio sense and whatnot."
Karme seized the book and set it on the nightstand. She lifted some of Teresa's velvet red hair, revealing the ruby rose pierced through the back of her neck, and started a trail of kisses from her cheek down her neck and ending at her shoulder.
Karme met Teresa's pink eyes with her own sapphire eyes and asked, "So, what do you say, my wife? Will you give me some of that carnal pleasure you're so famous for?" She licked one of the stubby red horns jutting from Teresa's forehead.
Teresa giggled and gave Karme a smooch. "Certainly."
She scooted up and slipped out from under her wife to get out of bed.
"Just give me a moment to freshen up and then… well, you'll just have to find out."
Teresa made her way to the washroom, her movements exaggerated for the benefit of the barbarian woman staring at her behind. Teresa whipped her spaded tail around, teasing Karme until she was midway to the door. When she reached the door, she looked back at Karme, a devious smile on her face before she closed the curtains. Finally outside the view of another, Teresa quietly lamented the miles-long senses that deities like herself and Karme had, and began the process of making herself presentable. She adjusted her 60I bust and unfolded and stretched the white panties with pink frills she wore to undo the unsightly folds. She cast a cantrip to straighten out her hair and apply her makeup, and she cast another to clean herself and her clothing. After she shaved her pubic region down to baldness and made some quick, minor adjustments, she was finally ready to please her wife.
"Ow… my head…"
Teresa rubbed her forehead and checked for both her horns. Both there, both still sharp. She stood up and looked around. She was in a room with a truly great floor space, lined with what appeared to be windows. In each window was a scene of carnality. Everywhere she looked there were people fucking each other. In one window, a scene of a man and a woman, both very pleased with their situation, and in another existed two women, one sporting an enormous cock, the other with an expression of fear, and in a third one still was an orc woman lying with a beast she had never seen before.
"What is this place…"
"The Foundry," a feminine voice answered.
In a flash of hot pink, a young woman appeared before the Goddess. She was petite and fair-skinned, with a head of pink hair tied up in pigtails. She was dressed in a scanty white outfit and looked very cheerful, despite the sagely tone she spoke with.
"The… Foundry?"
The girl nodded, and explained further. "I am Truely. I oversee this network of multiverses known simply as the Hentai Foundry."
Teresa had a quizzical look on her face. "Hen…tai?"
Truely nodded again. "Hentai. You'll be quite comfortable with the term in due time, but for now, let's go over your profile."
A pink screen appeared before them, displaying statistics on Teresa.
"Teresa of House Qetesh, born Teresa Arvanitis. Polymorphic, born female. Tiefling. Ageless. Blood Type AB, infused with diabolic taint. 5'2". 60I in American bra size. 26-inch waist. 50-inch hips. Approximately 150 lbs. Pink eyes. Red hair. Bald pubic region. Notable features include a rose-shaped ruby and gold piercing in the back of the neck, approximately the width of neck in diameter, and a silver conch-shaped anal insert with a sapphire in the base. Fetishes: Orgies, Exhibitionism, Paizuri. Title: Goddess of Carnal Pleasure. Multiverse: Fall of the Titans Homebrew D&D Setting. Mother: Beatrix Arvanitis. Father unknown. Spouse: Karme Stone, born Anouke of House Qetesh. Children: Damian Arvanitis, Thea Arvanitis, Jenna of House Qetesh, Khan of House Qetesh, Osira of House Qetesh, four others, unknown. Other relatives: Xenophon Sarkis, Nesir Sarkis, Farah Stone, Saurrak Stone, Farah of House Qetesh, Opala of House Qetesh, Nehas the Horse—"
"Gods dammit, Farah…" Teresa muttered.
"Biological mother and father-in-law unknown. Notable events: loss of virginity, age 12. Taking several 25 ft. dildos during training, age 13. Growing an entire American cup size with each child, ages 15-21. Service in a Persian harem, age 18. Starred in a porno, age 19. Fucked minotaur horde, age 20. Participated in constant sexual celebration alongside Pan and his Fey for three consecutive days, age 20. Raped mother, age 20. Won sexual competition against fiancée and notable whore, age 21. Performed first act of bestiality, age 21. Fucked entire ship worth of Persian sailors for voyage from Greece to Egypt, avoiding pregnancy despite uncanny fertility, age 21. Married Karme Stone, age 21. Ascended into divinity as a sex goddess, age 22. From then on, you went on a quote 'Sexodus,' in which you experienced all the pleasures your world had to offer. You also made love to your son, Damian, and daughter Thea. All this information is accurate, correct?"
Teresa responded with a simple, "yes," and wondered how Truely had collected all this information.
The screen disappeared and Truely gestured Teresa to follow her. Teresa examined the portals around her. Each one was labeled with the name of the multiverse it led to. "Gabework," "Azeroth," "Gmeen," "Earthrealm," "Final Fantasy." The two arrived at a door with a sign that marked it as an administrative room. Truely unlocked it and invited Teresa in. Teresa peered in to see it was a boring-looking room, made more exciting with posters depicting many lewd acts. In the center was a desk and chairs.
"Sit," Truely commanded.
Teresa obeyed and Truely sat at the opposite end.
Teresa finally asked the biggest question on her mind: "Why am I here? All I remember is one moment I was about to have some marital sex and the next I'm unconscious in this… Foundry for no explainable reason."
Truely answered. "You are here because a pervert wants to introduce you into the Foundry's ecosystem, and by his will, here you are." Truely waved up at BolasBrigade.
Teresa looked confused. "That doesn't make any sense."
"Okay, how about I explain this without breaking the fourth wall." Truely went back over the reason. "You are here because your libido is astronomical. You are constantly in the mood for sex, and you are willing to plumb any depth to see what sex can be. Not only that, but you are capable of witnessing those depths. That is why we have selected you to join our community."
"Our community?"
Truely nodded. "You are going to be one of many, many agents, sowing lust and cum across the multiverses. To that end, I will systematically send you to a multiverse, where you will have sex with its inhabitants using any means at your disposal, minus a few prohibited ones. Should you encounter another agent, here or in the field, you are encouraged to share your experiences with them in a similarly carnal way. If you accept, we will go over the terms of your participation in Hentai Foundry, should you become a member."
Teresa was confused. "Why wouldn't I become a member if I accept?"
"Well, you still need to pass the test."
"Test?" Teresa smirked. "I'll destroy any test you throw out! Truely, I want to be a part of the Hentai Foundry!"
Truely grinned and pressed a button under her desk. The desk disappeared under a hatch in the floor and the walls of the office folded into themselves, revealing a well-lit, exquisite bedroom. Truely emerged from her chair and leaned over the baffled tiefling.
"The test is a simple, but difficult one. Using only your inherent skill with your true form, make me cum. You have one hour. Magic and other such-"
Teresa didn't wait for Truely to finish before seizing her lips in hers and grabbing her hips. Her tongue attacked Truely's and trailed down her throat before she released the overseer from the lip lock. Not giving Truely the chance to follow up, Teresa stood and lifted her up, kissing and teasing with her tongue. Truely couldn't follow up her ground rules without moaning, and stopped trying after every lick and suck caused an interrupting gasp. A hickey appeared in the pink-haired girl's neck after a few moments of attention to her neck. Teresa brought her latest catch to the bed and laid her down, then started to perform a strip tease, using her prehensile tail as teasing instrument.
"Time is ticking, you know,: Truely teased.
"You and I both know a woman not in the mood is a woman who doesn't cum," Teresa replied.
Truely conceded that point and sat back to watch the goddess undress. Teresa gyrated her hips in wide, swooping motions and slowly twirled, stopping halfway to let Truely have some quality time staring at her voluptuous ass, well-accented in her clingy red gown. She spun another 180 degrees to face her judge once more and placed a hand on the shoulder strap of her dress and slowly, sensually let it fall. She did the same with the other strap and let her arms escape. The dress fell to the floor, revealing what the cleavage and sideboob had suggested. Teresa wasn't wearing a bra, and so her breasts were released from any bindings they once had. Her tits were also the only thing the dress's removal had revealed. Under it, in plain sight when the dress was on, were a pair of white panties and thigh-high boots, each with pink accents and frills. Teresa continued her dance, this time adding some lap work. She shimmied and shook down, bracing against Truely's knees, and rose again. Teresa buried Truely's face in her massive cleavage and took this opportunity to check Truely's panties. Wet, but not to any major extent. Pay dirt.
Teresa escalated the stimulation by pressing a finger against Truely's labia, prodding at her moist folds through the thin cotton of her panties. She took Truely's face out of her cleavage only to kiss her, her tongue trailing down the overseer's throat. She wrestled tongues with her, a long, flat, pointed, bright pink muscle snaking up and down, wrapping around a terran tongue. She released Truely.
"Ready for the main event?" Teresa asked.
"How can I not be?" Truely replied.
With a gleeful giggle, Teresa stripped Truely down to her knee-high white heels, and she continued with her own panties and jewelry. She kneeled on the bed, gazing at the contours of Truely's body. Her adorable pigtails led into her beautiful red eyes down to her cute nose and thin, kissable lips. She ran her hands down her narrow shoulders, over her small, perky breasts, down her thin waist to her petite ass.
"Gods damn, Truely. is everyone in Hentai Foundry this sexy?"
Truely chuckled. "Absolutely, and they're incredibly horny. So, let's get this test over with, forty-five minutes, by the way, and get you out there and into their pants."
Teresa tackled Truely and looked down into her eyes. "Yes, let's."
She immediately took Truely's breast in her mouth and started sucking it. She swirled her tongue around the nipple and planted her lips on it. She sucked and pulled until the boob escaped her mouth with a loud, "Pop!" and jiggling upon release. She gave Truely's other tit the same treatment, causing a gasp to escape the pink-haired mascot. Teresa was elated. Finally, she had gotten a verbal sign that Truely was getting there. Teresa continued her teasing of Truely's breasts, adding subtle nibbles to the symphony of tongue lashes and lips locks that caused Truely to moan and gasp a few times more.
Teresa checked the bare folds at Truely's crotch again. She was good to go. Teresa trailed down to Truely's vagina, a string of kisses marking her path.
She gazed at the moist petals between Truely's legs. "Such a pretty pussy. I'm gonna eat it up."
And she did. She spread the lips to reveal her sacred entrance and started lapping at the holes. Eagerly, she slurped and suckled the sweet nectar as Truely grew more wet from Teresa's cunnilingus.
"AH! The infamous thing with your tongue… Oh, I wondered what it was like, but, ugh…" Truely was securely in the throes of pleasure, unable to speak coherently as Teresa tongue-fucked her.
Teresa penetrated Truely's womanly hole with three fingers and began pumping them, and used her free hand to stimulate her own deprived pussy. Both their thighs were sticky from fluids trailing down them. Teresa placed her mouth on the small, sensitive nub resting above her fingerbanged hole. She withdrew her hand from her panties to feed Truely her wetness.
"How do I taste?"
The taste of Teresa drove shivers throughout Truely, but she couldn't give her any voluntary clues. Truely answered, "Like you have 20 minutes left."
Teresa changed her attitude at that. Immediately, she began to pump her fingers even faster, sucking Truely's clit and using her recently-cleaned fingers to tease Truely's O-ring. One finger slid into her backdoor with little effort, and soon Truely was getting the goddess's standard lezzing out plan, where even the most androphobic woman could enjoy and revel. That thing with her tongue focused on the tiny bead, four fingers pumping her twat and two more in the stink, Teresa had Truely arching her back and gripping the sheets, screaming as her senses overloaded. In a crushing crescendo, Teresa added her tail to the mix, teasing Truely's nipples. Teresa had lost track of time, and she desperately waged her war on four fronts to drive her pink-haired partner over the edge in time. Truely was practically standing in a bridge from the stimulation, until finally with an ear-piercing scream, she came hard. Her body visibly trembled and her squirt splashed against Teresa's face. Teresa crawled up next to Truely and lied there. Both of them panted, their bodies covered in sweat.
"You're good…" Truely finally said.
That simple sentence made Teresa's heart swell with joy. Teresa looked over at the clock and, making the guess that it read like a sundial, saw she had mere seconds to spare.
Truely sat up and placed a hand on Teresa's shoulder. "Welcome to Hentai Foundry. You sleep here, and I'll assign you your first multiverse when you wake up."
Teresa sprung up from bed. "I'm a goddess. I don't need sleep. I experience exhaustion, if I'm satisfied, but…"
Truely smiled. "Well then, head over to Azeroth. Your first assignment is the entire World of Warcraft. Have fun. The portal will take you where you need to go. We have other agents out there. They'll guide you on this mission. And, do spend some time mingling outside the portal room when you get back. The fine folks of the Foundry have to meet their newest colleague."
Teresa nodded at Truely and summoned her clothes before leaving out the door to the portal room. As she made her way past the seemingly endless lewd scenes, she scanned for a pattern of some sort to make finding Azeroth easier. No such pattern existed. Teresa sighed and searched for the portal the hard way until finally, between "Markyverse," and "Baldur's Gate," was a portal marked, "Azeroth." In it was a scene of a white, female creature with short, purple hair, the likes of which Teresa had never seen receiving a thorough ass pounding from a muscular man.
"You really know how to please a girl, yes yes!" the creature said between moans.
Teresa placed a hand against the portal. Her fingers passed through the barrier with ease and without pain. She took a deep breath and plunged herself into the portal.