Her name was Victoria, and she was completely alone, she was the last, the last of her clan, the last of her sisterhood, the las of the vampires in her country, so she had taken refuge in the remains of an old church, after all, what better place for a creature of the night to take refuge than in an abandoned house of a god.
This continued for days, her strength draining with every rise of the crimson moon, the night being lit up by torches and the golden holy light of hunters weapons, each night sending groups of humans to slay other creatures of shadow and darkness, being hunted like animals.
That was untill a miracle happened, one dawn, as Victoria cowered in her corner from the sunlights burning touch, that was until the ground seemed to come alive, the bell tower she had taken refuge in shook violently, the sky turning as black as coal, and the stars emerging from the cloak of daylight, shining like they never had before, each one glowing like millions of restless souls, beams of light connecting them all together, weaving into a pattern as the ground continued to shake and roll, however Victoria remained mesmerized by the weaving starlight, before her very eyes the heaven's shifted and changed until they came to a rest in the shape of a ram, her clans symbol of their god of lust.
In awe of the heavens message, Victoria let down her black robes, exposing her pail white skin in all her naked glory to the cold glow of the night, her skin prickling and pinching with the charge of energy in the air. All at once the rumbling came to a standstill, the earth returning to as it once was, silence cutting through the air like a knife, then in a flash the darkness of night was cut through by a blinding white light, fearing it was sunlight Victoria dove for her cloak, but the pain of a brush with light did not come, glancing behind her Victoria once again rushed to the red glass window, her blood red eyes growing wide at what she saw.
A star had fallen from the form of stars in the sky. A blinding ball of fire and light, bleeding red as it descended from above, but something was a miss,the light seemed to grow larger as it descended, whenever a star fell from the sky, it meant a demigod of whatever god or goddess the symbol belonged to was about to fall to earth, and it only seemed to get brighter and bigger by the second.
In an instant Victoria knew what was happening as the heat and energy from the falling star made every hair on her body stand on end, goosebumps rising along her arms and neck in fear as the blinding light engulfed her vision in a flash.
But there was no pain, no impact from the falling demigod, only a sense of fullness and pleasure, unbelievable pleasure, opening her eyes Victoria almost fainted at the sight before her.
A being, a man, made of pure starlight was hanging out of her womanhood, her vaginal lips spread unbelievably wide around his stomach, his head and upper body visible under her skin, his Devine form cramped into her womb, she clutched at the distorted skin of her stomach, moaning as her love tunnel muscles contracted and worked him further and further inside, she threw her head back in a lust filled howl as she felt him twist in her tunnel, stretching her further as her muscles seemed to fight to contain him, contracting like a vice to pull him deeper and deeper into her birth canal.
Victoria dragged herself and the half consumed demigod across the wooden floor, her robes now discarded to one side as she propped herself agains a corner of the room, groaning as she used all her strength to rise to her feet, only to be haunted in a awquard squat.
"My lord, please I ca- NGH!, I can get you free if that's wha- oh gods!, if that's what you desire" she pleaded through the mixture of pain and pleasure, screaming like a bitch in heat as the Demigod seemed to use the floor to force himself further inside her, his pelvis sent rocketing into her cunt with a wet slurp.
Victoria was a mess, her tongue hanging out of her gasping mouth, her face warm and red, sweat dripping across her body, glistening in the demigods light like gems, her eyes rolled up in her head as she mumbled and moaned incoherently, submitted fully to her bodies will to consume this devine being through her love tunnel, the stretched skin around her womb hugging tightly to the body of it's invader, each of the demigods features clearly visible on her stretched skin, her once white stomach now an angry red, twitching and shaking with the his limited movement within her womb, as if desperate for escape, but unable to move under the iron grip of Victoria's uterus.
Then as if the god of lust showed her mercy, the demigods legs were drawn into her tender lips with a wet pop, her lips bulging out from their ordeal, her once small flower now a full bloom, her lips plump and juicy, cupping her hands over her wet bulging lips, moaning from the slightest touch against her plump lips, their sensitivity beyond anything Victoria had ever experienced in her undead existence, her womanly necter free to leak from her plump folds onto the wooden floor, the bell tower filling with her sweet sent and sexual pheromones, urging her to give prase to her god of lust.
Reaching around the swollen mass of her occupied womb, Victoria moaned and cried out as the being withing fought for freedom, before once again reaching her ballooned out lips, stroking and spreading the sticky fluids across her smooth skin with a dreamlike look on her face, before plunging her fingers into her depths.
However as she thrust her fingers in and out of her swollen cunt, a strange sensation overtook her, almost like she was filling with a thick liquid, making her feel heavier and fuller by the moment, looking down to search for the source of the sensation, her crimson eyes widening as she saw her already distorted belly begin to round and swell, hearing liquid slosh and splash as the Demigod withing moved, the more her body transformed for the diving being that had taken her body hostage, the more she relished every moment.
"I will mother and birth a Demigod into this world, through me my lord shal be born, and through him, my kind shall return" she whispered, grinning as a plan began to form in her mind, moaning as she continued to finger herself, feeling herself fill and grow with her worship.