[Episode 48798] [Episode 48798]****
Kasumi gasped as her clothes vanished and she was suddenly pressed directly against Bast's slender curves, the intervening layers of cloth gone. But she didn't have much more time than what the gasp took, as Bast pulled her head downward into a savagely passionate kiss, virtually swallowing Kasumi's tongue.
Hardening nipples jabbed sensuously into her own breast's as Kasumi felt her own nipples responding to the sensation of tickling fur combined with the pleasant pressure of the other woman's body into her own.
Slender hands danced up and down her back as her own hands clutched desperately, uncertain of what to do. She felt herself lowered to the ground and something hard slipping up between her legs and pressing against her groin aggressively.
In reflex her leg kicked up and she felt something trap her knee, crush it tight and rub fervantly up and down it. Bast's head arched up away from hers and groaned loudly. In sudden realization of what was happening, Kasumi did her best to duplicate the actions and similarly ride the knee Bast had slipped up her own legs.
The bucked like this against each other for an interminable time, hands gripping the wooden floor below. Occasionally slipping up to brush at one of the other's ample breasts. Their paired cries, Bast's exultant but in control as Kasumi's voice was boiling over with feeling and grasping desperately to recover the reins of her soul.
"Don't...please..." Kasumi gasped as Bast disengaged, just as Kasumi grew close to release.
The goddess kissed and licked, her rough tongue sending shockwaves of sensation through Kasumi's body, following the smooth terrain of the girl's flesh down to the lips of Kasumi's flower, where the goddess latched on, arms like a vise, as she explored the orbs of Kasumi's rear end with her fingers and the unspoiled treasures of her womanhood with her tongue.
"Bast-sama," Kasumi gasped, clawing at the floor and slamming her eyes shut. Her breath came in short bursts punctuated but loud cries of joy, her back arching fit to almost break.
"Just Bast, Kasumi-chan," Bast's said into the girl's mind, tongue not disengaging from it's own mission. "Or Nodoka. Soon you'll understand."
"Nodoka..." Kasumi groaned. And then virtually screamed as a burst of pleasure spiked through her.
Her limbs slacked slightly in the wake of that orgasm, but Bast did not pause to give her rest, merely pushing onward, shifting about her position again and holding Kasumi from the rear, mouth and tongue darting toward Kasumi's lips and letting the girl taste of her own honey.
Hands agilely stroked Kasumi both over her heart and lungs and between her legs as that eager, hungering mouth travelled from now honeyed lips to her neck and ears.
The rising crescendo of Kasumi's cries again pointed to her approaching climax. And despite all the pleasure the goddess was giving her, Kasumi couldn't help but notice that Bast's own sounds of passion seemed subdued compared to hers, as if this were nothing. And for a moment Kasumi felt her confidence waining.
"Don't judge yourself against my experience," Bast's voice spoke in her mind again. "This is merely foreplay."
"Fore...mmmmmmgyYAaAhhhIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEE!!" Kasumi cried out as she orgasmed again.
And then she felt it, at what she thought to be the peak of her orgasm. Cool and hot and wonderful. Something passed her skin. Bast passed her skin!
Kasumi bent over as the last orgasm refused to leave off, growing stronger as the sensation of something...merging with her continued. She caught herself on her arms, placing herself on her knees. Just barely aware of them.
Bast's calm presence in her mind began to fray a little in building passion, even as Kasumi realized that the arms holding her up weren't her own. She was barely capable of realizing that as her and Bast's womanhood's began to clash together, passing through each other, occasionally merging in a complete physical union only to seperate again.
The sensations were threatening to overwhelm Kasumi's thoughts and she began to regress toward instinct as Bast's head shout out from her own and hung below her, crying out in a voice growing ever more frayed as the goddess remained partially phased through and partially merged with Kasumi.
"By the creator," Bast moaned, sweat obviously running over the slender shoulders peeking out of Kasumi's chest. "It's beennnn...so long."
Kasumi's arms reached out to embrace the shape of the woman appearing out of her own torso, and pulled Bast back in.
They lay there, rolling about, sharing the same physical space, parts of them appearing from the tangle and grasping soldily with the flesh about them. Occasionally a twist or thurst would affect one or both so much that they'd suddenly seperate partially as they through their bodies forward or back.
And then the pair leaned down, seperating just enough that they indeed seemed to be a beast of two backs. Arms rolling fiercly somewhere within each other, and lips locked in a more traditional way, they writhed, well past the levels of pleasure that Kasumi had mistaken for the peaks before.
And then Kasumi through her head back, a radiant, grey light suddenly pouring out of her eyes and mouth. She screamed in pure, untainted ecstacy as the gray light consumed her body, seeming to erupt through cracking skin even as a similar silver light cascaded over Bast below her.
Kasumi, the form of gray light that was her, pulled herself up for a moment and then dived downward, crashing into the cracking flesh of her lovers.
"KASUMIIII-CHANN!!!" Bast shrieked as the gray light filled her and cascaded over the still present forms of her feminine body.
It became ever more difficult to hold onto the humanoid form in this raw state and they quickly descended into a formless cloud of roiling silver and gray, crying with the combined passion of two souls, naked before each other until.
A flash of light sent the cloud splitting into two. The falling gray quickly formed into Kasumi, naked and catching her breath. The silver light, however, remained, cloudly and formless, pulsating dimmly and desperately.
"Nodoka?" Kasumi asked weakly as the cloud of light slowly became more solid.
"Yes, Kasumi," the voice was Nodoka's, but it seemed spent and tired. "This is what I appear as without masks. It is...what seperates gods and mortals..." The cloud drifted to the ground, where it lay and started to acquire a definite shape. "...masks. Mortals do not know how to take their masks off." And finally, the light pulsed once more and Bast was lying there panting. "And gods have trouble keeping their masks on."
"Are you okay, Bast?" Kasumi asked, ignoring the meaning of that statement for the moment. The girl moved quickly to the goddess's side and helped her sit up, ignoring the oddness of a mortal helping a goddess in that way.
"Yes, lover," she said, simply, smirking. "I rarely take it to such a level, even when with other gods. But in that state, we are equal, and I am an old woman that needs more time to recover than such a youth as you."
"You're a goddess, how can you get old," Kasumi asked. Bast chuckled slightly as she stood up with Kasumi's help.
"State of mind," Bast said. "Every few decades I need a romp to remind me what youth is...and I thank you for that, Kasumi-chan."
"It was nothing," Kasumi said somewhat unsincerely.
"And now," Bast said. "I suppose I should make you a werecat before I see if Akane and Nabiki are willing to complete my re-education."
"Umm, you mean, I'm not..." Kasumi started.
"That forged the link, lover," Bast said, smirking. "You wouldn't want me to try something so delicate during that, really you wouldn't."
"Will it feel...strange?" Kasumi asked.
"Actually," Bast said as she touched Kasumi's forehead, setting of a flash of silver. "You probably didn't even feel it at all."
"That was it?" Kasumi asked, she looked down at herself. "I don't seem to have changed."
"Well, I haven't taught you that yet," Bast said laughing. "But look in the mirror." Kasumi did and gasped at the line of gray at the base of her brown roots. "Within a month, you'll be totally gray and white, unless you don't cut off the old brown, of course. Now, the basics of shape-changing. Time passes differently here, but it still passes, so I'll have to show you, or have Ranma show you, the intricacies later..."
****
And Kasumi blinked as she finally realized what the episode had implied.
It was possible for her, or any mortal, to become a deity.
She almost dropped her tea-cup in shock, especially when Nodoka sent her a knowing wink.
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