"Another batch. Your goddess demands it!"
"Yes..." Elena's cock-struck eyes followed Sharon's shaft upwards as she climbed the steps out of the basement.
"I'll need to be bigger if I'm going to attract a large following. A true goddess should be visible from as far as the horizon to attract crowds. Yes, yes, yes, the masses will praise such greatness... it's making me so hot!" Sharon rambled and spurted supernatural jism into the upstairs.
Jim chased after Elena to find her busy in the kitchen. A cookie dough with many strange spices Jim was sure he didn't own was being balled out onto a sheet of aluminum. "The first batch is in the oven." Jim was impressed by her work-ethic and speed.
Elena slid the last set of trays into the overstuffed convection oven. She spun an egg timer for 15 minutes, and turned to Jim.
"Why do you deny the goddess?"
"She's not a goddess, she's my girlfriend!"
Elena licked her lips. Jim noticed a bit of dough was stuck to her teeth.
"The cooking process is essential. Without the perfect crispness, the cookies are undesirable and lack the proper effects. But that's not to say cookie dough isn't a wonderful treat. It has it's own ways of being fun. One might even say they prepare a woman for the results of her labor."
Elena braced herself against the counter. Jim watched the petite girl grow slightly taller. Her little green skirt became more of a belt and her lips peaked out from between fleshy thighs. Her hips went from girlish to womanly, spreading in every direction. Pink thick lips bulged into a sweet mound in plain view and her torso seemed to lengthen. She was still small, but the voluminous chasm between her legs was now a great percentage of her body's inner shape.
Elena pulled a fleshy lower lip aside revealing vast wet folds of elastic inner flesh.
"Lets say I teach you how to appreciate owning a giant cock, and then you'll understand our most glorious Goddess."
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