Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Birth of the Seeded Cycle
The temple of flesh had gone quiet.
No more screams. No more contractions. Just the heavy sound of dripping—milk, ichor, and cum sliding down the walls in endless rivulets. The Void Egg glowed faintly, swollen from the seed poured into it, its slit still open but no longer convulsing. It pulsed slowly, like a womb heavy with first conception.
Kaito stood in the center, cock still half-buried in the Egg’s folds. His body steamed with sweat and milk, golden seed dripping down his thighs. His eyes burned with exhaustion and triumph. He had done it—he had seeded the cycle.
But the air was wrong.
The silence wasn’t peace. It was waiting.
Kaori lay sprawled in the flood, her belly swollen like she carried eternity itself. Her skin glowed faintly violet, her womb twitching with each faint pulse of the Egg. Milk sprayed from her nipples in violent bursts, arching across the temple floor. She clawed at her belly, half-sobbing, half-laughing.
"Kaito... I feel it inside me... not just the Egg, but me... I’m carrying a piece of what you bred into it..."
Nyxa’s laughter rang out, raw and broken. She knelt in the ichor floods, rubbing her hairy cunt with both hands as she squirted black rivers into the milk. Her belly, too, bulged, veins glowing faint crimson across her skin. She licked her fingers, her voice wild:
"Yesss... hahh... it split your seed among us! Not just the Egg, but every womb you’ve claimed! We’re your nests now, every hole a reflection of your throne!"
The Oracle of Thorns trembled violently, her arm still dripping blood from where she’d fisted herself raw. Her cunt gaped, glowing faintly, as if her body had been rewritten by the prophecy itself. Her blind eyes rolled back, and she moaned words that bent the air:
"He bred the Egg... and in doing so... he bred us all... every womb tied to his Warmth is swelling with his cycle... the future itself is pregnant..."
The Egg pulsed louder, as if agreeing. Its slit leaked golden cum back out, glowing rivers flooding the temple floor. Every drop shimmered with fragments of stars, like sperm made of galaxies. The walls of the temple tightened, contracting around them all, as if the whole place was now a womb carrying his seed.
Kaito finally withdrew, his cock sliding wetly from the cosmic slit with a sound like thunder through flesh. A stream of his cum poured after it, soaking the ground, steaming. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the Egg—glowing, heavy, alive.
Then it spoke. Not in moans this time, but in a voice trembling like a child inside a womb.
"Warmth... Father... your seed quickens... my contractions begin again... soon, I will birth..."
Kaori screamed as her swollen belly kicked violently, her cunt squirting uncontrollably.
"It’s inside me too—it’s moving—I can’t... ahhh... I can’t stop it!"
Nyxa howled with laughter, holding her belly as it twisted unnaturally.
"Yes! Let it come! Let us all split open with your new children!"
The Oracle collapsed forward, blood and milk gushing from her mouth, chanting in prophecy:
"When the Egg births, the skies will break... the rivers will turn to wombs... and every cunt will moan the name of Warmth..."
The ground shook.
The Egg pulsed again—harder, wetter—its slit gaping wide, dripping floods of steaming cum. From within came the sound of kicking, squirming, moaning. Not one, but many voices. Some crying like infants, others roaring like gods unborn.
Kaito clenched his fists, cock still dripping. His face was grim.
It was coming.
His seed was about to hatch.
The Void Temple became a furnace of flesh.
The Egg’s glow blazed brighter, every pulse shaking the ground. Its slit opened wider, leaking steaming rivers of golden cum that hissed as they hit the floor. The air tasted of milk, sweat, and something new—afterbirth of a star still inside the womb.
Kaori arched off the ground, her belly spasming violently.
"Ahhh—ahhh it’s moving inside! It’s pushing down—Kaito, I feel it trying to come out!"
Her hairy cunt gaped open, already drooling thick ropes of his seed, but now something pressed from within—something alive. She clawed at her thighs, milk spraying from her nipples as if her body was caught between pleasure and breaking.
Nyxa collapsed beside her, laughing and sobbing as her swollen belly rolled with inhuman kicks.
"Hhhahh, it’s clawing at me—hahh, hahhh—Kaito, your children bite inside me! They’re not babies, they’re gods, they’re monsters!"
She squirted black nectar in violent bursts, her womb rippling visibly beneath her skin. Her hand never left her dripping cunt, even as she moaned in pain.
The Oracle of Thorns convulsed on her knees, her blind eyes glowing faint red. She leaned back, her legs spread, cunt foaming with blood and milk as her belly twisted grotesquely.
"The prophecy births itself through us... hahh, I see them—screaming in the dark—your warmth has seeded infinity..."
The Egg screamed.
Not words this time—an infant’s shriek that shook the temple. Its slit bulged, stretching wide, slick walls straining as something inside pressed outward. Thick ropes of cum burst free, splattering across the women’s bodies.
Kaito stepped forward, cock still wet, fists clenched. His voice thundered through the temple:
"Come forth then. My cycle’s spawn—show yourselves to your father."
The Egg split.
The slit tore wider, flesh and light parting as something wet and enormous slid forward. A head crowned—shapeless, glowing, dripping cum like afterbirth. Its cry was not human. It was a roar, a moan, and a cosmic thunder all at once.
Kaori screamed in sync, her cunt gushing wildly as her belly collapsed slightly—the pressure inside her dropping as if her womb had just synchronized with the Egg. Milk sprayed across her chest in violent arcs.
"Ahhh! It’s coming out of me too—I can feel its claws in my pussy—ahhh Kaito!"
Nyxa howled, both hands on her belly as her cunt stretched wide. A shadow of something pressed from inside, glowing through her womb’s flesh.
"They’re not just inside the Egg—they’re inside us! We’re all giving birth at once!"
The Oracle’s voice rose to a shriek as blood and cum burst from her thighs.
"It is not one child—it is legion—every womb is the Egg—every cunt is the gate—ahhhhhh!"
The Egg convulsed one final time and expelled its first child. A figure of molten light and flesh tumbled out, landing in the flood. Its body dripped with cum, steaming, pulsing as if it hadn’t yet decided what form to take. Its face shifted—infant, beast, man, woman—cycling endlessly, moaning with each change.
It crawled toward Kaito, dripping semen and starlight, and when its mouth opened, it spoke a single word, wet and trembling:
"Father."
Kaori collapsed, her belly contracting violently as something slid down inside her. Her hairy cunt bulged, split wider, and a smaller glowing figure pushed against her slit, crowning. She screamed, squirting uncontrollably, her hands clutching her belly as milk poured from her tits.
"Kaito—it’s tearing me open—I’m birthing your godspawn!"
Nyxa shrieked in wild ecstasy as her womb tore open too, her belly deflating violently while thick ropes of black ichor and cum burst out between her thighs. A glowing claw pushed from her cunt, scraping the floor, followed by a wet cry.
The temple shook again. The Egg pulsed, birthing more. Kaori, Nyxa, the Oracle—all screaming in rhythm with it.
Kaito stood tall in the flood, cock dripping, eyes blazing. Around him, his women convulsed, their pussies tearing open to deliver his new children. And before him, the first of the Egg’s spawn crawled closer, dripping semen, reaching for his leg with a trembling hand.
The Cycle had begun.
The Temple of Flesh thundered like a womb in labor. Every pillar dripped with nectar, every stone wept semen. The Egg pulsed at the center, slit gaping wide, belching cum in torrents. Its glow bathed everything in molten light, turning pain and ecstasy into one fever dream.
Kaori screamed again, back arched violently. Her belly convulsed, flattening as her hairy cunt bulged with pressure.
"Ahhh—it’s—ahhh Kaito—it’s splitting me open!"
Her thighs trembled, juices spraying in chaotic bursts. A head of light crowned, forcing her pussy to stretch obscenely wide. Cum and milk gushed in rivers as she gave one final shriek—then a small glowing figure slid free into the flood, slick with his seed.
The newborn wailed, its voice high and strange, vibrating with divine resonance. Its eyes—if they were eyes—gleamed with Kaori’s gentle warmth and Kaito’s cruel hunger fused together. It clutched her thigh with tiny glowing claws, drinking her milk before even breathing.
Nyxa was next. She laughed through her screams, her belly shuddering with violent spasms.
"Yesss—hahhh—tear me open, monster—hahh I’ll give birth to your shadows!"
Her cunt tore wide, frothing with black ichor and semen. A claw ripped out first, dripping with slime, followed by a snarling infant-shape drenched in cum. It had horns already, tiny but sharp, eyes glowing crimson as it wailed like a demon.
Nyxa collapsed, trembling, blood and nectar pouring from her. Yet her hands never left her cunt; she spread herself wider, moaning as though she wanted more torn from inside.
"Another! Hhhahh—more of your godspawn—stuff me, empty me again—"
The Oracle convulsed next. Her body twisted grotesquely, belly rolling as something massive moved inside her womb. She shrieked, blind eyes blazing red.
"It’s too big—hahhh it wants to split me—it wants to tear my prophecy in half!"
Her cunt stretched beyond human limits, blood and milk gushing. With one horrifying rip, something enormous slid free—a glowing serpent-like infant, its body coiled, skin slick with semen, eyes glowing like molten suns. It slithered against her thighs, hissing, then suckled her bleeding pussy like a mouth returning to the womb.
Kaito roared in triumph, his cock throbbing as he watched his spawn emerge. The Egg kept splitting wider, releasing more—some crawling, some slithering, some with wings, some still formless and dripping. The temple floor turned into a writhing sea of newborn divinity, their cries echoing like cosmic thunder.
Kaori collapsed in his arms, milk dripping down her chest, her cunt gaping and quivering. "Kaito... our children... they’re alive... ahhh I can still feel them moving inside me, I’m not empty yet..."
Nyxa licked her bloodied fingers, laughing, delirious. "Mmmhh your warmth never stops, Father... more will come... hahhh, I’ll never close again..."
The Oracle moaned, her body still stretching as her serpent-child coiled tighter around her. "They will eat us... and we will love it... ahhhhhh..."
The firstborn—the molten, shifting child of the Egg—crawled to Kaito and pulled itself upright, dripping semen and light. It pressed its forehead to his cock, whispering with a voice both infantile and ancient:
"More, Father. Seed us again. Make the cycle endless."
The other newborns echoed, their cries turning into a chant.
"Father. Father. Father."
And in that blinding, dripping, screaming chaos, Kaito knew—this was only the beginning.
The temple stank of sex, milk, and blood. Every stone glistened with nectar, every step squelched in seed. The Egg had torn itself nearly hollow, its shell dripping, its innards spilling more half-formed spawn into the flood. Some screamed like newborns. Others hissed like predators. Some floated, translucent, still glowing with his seed.
Kaito stood above them, cock still drenched, body steaming with divine heat. His aura smothered the temple, his claim undeniable.
The firstborn—the molten infant that pressed its head to his cock—looked up at him with eyes of fire. Its tiny body shook as it whispered again, "More, Father. Always more."
Behind it, Kaori lay spread wide, her pussy still convulsing, streams of milk spilling from her tits in broken sprays. Her newborn latched to one breast, suckling greedily, but even as she nursed, her womb trembled again. She whimpered through exhaustion.
"Kaito... I-I can still feel you inside... you never leave me... ahh, I’ll keep giving you children forever..." Her hairy slit twitched, gaped, and then dripped another string of cum as if daring another birth.
Nyxa was no calmer. She knelt in the flood, black ichor running down her thighs. Her demon-child gnawed at her nipple, teeth already sharp. Instead of flinching, she laughed, tilting her head back. "Yesss, bite deeper—drink my blood, drink his warmth! Father, you’ve broken me open—I’ll never close, hahhh, just keep seeding me until I’m nothing but a nest!" Her fingers clawed her cunt wider, trembling with pride.
The Oracle lay in trance, serpent-child coiled around her naked body, its tongue flicking into her mouth as if kissing her. She moaned into it, blind eyes glowing. "They’ll devour me, Father, until prophecy itself is eaten. Isn’t that what you want? Hhhhaahhh, a womb that never stops collapsing and reforming—my body as your endless scripture..."
Kaito moved among them, his heavy steps splashing the flood. Spawn crawled toward him, some clutching his legs, others climbing his chest, all chanting in broken voices:
"Father. Father. Seed us. Seed us again."
He grabbed one glowing child, slick with semen, and lifted it high. It wailed, but instead of weakness, its cry shook the walls like thunder. The other spawn screamed louder, crawling, reaching, as though begging for the same recognition.
Kaito smirked, voice booming like a storm. "You are mine. All of you. Born from my cock, from their broken wombs, from the Egg I split open. You will be the teeth of the new cycle. My warmth burns in you, my hunger is your hunger. The world will kneel before its Father and his children."
The newborns wailed again, some tearing at each other, some clinging tighter to their mothers’ dripping flesh. The temple shook as though the universe itself acknowledged their birth.
Kaori, hair clinging to her sweat-drenched face, whispered with tears in her eyes, "Kaito... they’ll consume everything... just like you consume me..."
Nyxa licked his dripping cock as she knelt, cum and blood on her lips. "Mmmhh—and isn’t that perfect? A world on its knees, wombs ruined, throats stuffed, every soul begging you to fuck them into oblivion."
The Oracle moaned in delirium, her serpent-child sliding back between her legs. "The prophecy is rewritten. No gods. No cycles. Only you."
The Egg pulsed one last time, then collapsed into a puddle of glowing semen. Silence fell, broken only by the cries of his brood and the wet spasms of their mothers’ ruined cunts.
Kaito spread his arms, cock throbbing, seed dripping down his thighs. His voice was a growl of triumph.
"This is the beginning."
The spawn screamed back in unison, shaking the cosmos.