Goddesses of Battle (Iroquois vs Japan)

another commission I started, and possibly another of a string/series of stories. Pantheons of goddesses doing battle for honor and/or to humiliate the others by turning them into servants of theirs

The deities of old were a proud bunch, no matter where they came from. It was not uncommon for boasting or threats to arise when one pantheon met another, and often duels emerged from them. These were preferred to entire wars between the deities, being quicker and more personal. It was one of such interactions that had brought the six goddesses together: three of the Japanese goddesses met with three of those from the Iroquois tribe's pantheon.

"So we are agreed," Atahensic clarified as the divine women gathered. She was a woman of long dark hair and richly brown skin, and as the creation goddess of the Iroquoi, bore final say for her side of the feud. "We hold the three battles that shall only end when one fighter has admitted their loss. Those who are beaten will worship the winner and swear to be their handmaiden. The winners will continue fighting until all of either side has been defeated."

“Agreed,” Konohanasakuya-hime noted. Amaratsu gestured at the air in front of her and 6 cards appeared in front of them. The deities drew them and compared them to find their matches that would act as their first opponents.

The first fight was for Eithinoha, the Iroquois goddess of the underworld and crops, spoke gently but with great confidence. Like many of her order, she had skin the color of soft leather, long dark hair, and a buckskin she wore like a dress. She faced Inari, the woman with nine fox tails and ears to match, and pure white fur. Despite her pristine appearance, the arrogant beauty smirked and put her fists on the hips of her short, silver kimono.

“I remember a time when death gods were actually scary,” Inari taunted haughtily, striding into the center of their open, empty space they used for their arena. “I guess some saggy-titted pig will have to do for my first deity duel in a long time.

“I would spend more time thinking strategy than boasting,” Eithinoha warned sternly, taking up a loose fighting stance. A great gong rang overhead to declare the start of their showdown, and the two of them rushed for each other. Eithinoha grabbed for Inari’s collar of her low-hanging kimono. Inari gasped briefly, but then vanished from sight. Eithinoha had a moment to frown grimly when several more Inaris appeared around her. “Cowardly,” she cursed, recalling that so long as they primarily used their bare hands, limited use of their powers was permitted by the rules of their grim games.Inaru had the power over illusions, so she would make for a slippery foe while she was permitted to use them.

“Oh like you haven’t been in a gangbang before, you slut,” Inari taunted, as one of her seemingly illusory clones slapped Eithinoha on the ass. The harvest goddess spun around and grabbed her foe by the hair before she could retreat, the attack forcing her to reveal herself. Inari winced as Eithinoha pulled her into a knee to the belly, winding the fox goddess as she fell to her knees. Eithinoha pulled down her already low kimono to drive several high kicks into Inari’s tits. She grunted and shuddered from each hit, and appeared as if she were ready to collapse from the pain when she suddenly looked up at Eithinoha. Her eyes flashed and her pained but lovely face turned into a serpent’s and lashed out at the underworld goddess.

Eithinoha leapt back, only realizing what Inari had done with her illusion a moment too late. The fox girl dove after her, and while the Iroquois moved to stop her, the Japanese fighter was too quick in lunging her fingers up into Eithinoha's snatch. The soft spoken deity gasped and bent far over, clutching her crotch as Inari giggled at her.

"Oh, were you bowing already? I didn't know I'd won!" the impish goddess taunted as she grabbed Eithinoha by the hair. The stunned Native American was thrown to the ground, Inari tearing off her buckskin garb and stomping on the downed and naked woman's back. Eithinoha winced and tried to feebly protect herself, but couldn't create any practical defense in this position. She finally resorted to her powers, her body becoming partially see-through. Inari's next stomp went right through her body, confusing the fox spirit as Eithinoha dove right through her, passing by harmlessly like a ghost.

Inari turned with a confused look on her face, wondering why she hadn't used it earlier. She assumed it was some matter of honor, but when Eithinoha was safely away from her, she let the power fade and gasped deeply for air as if she was winded. Clearly it was an exhausting power to use, despite its effectiveness.

"Ha! Even your powers are pathetic!" Inari gloated, stepping after the naked goddess. Eithinoha threw a punch at her, but the swift vixen caught her wrist and punched the native in the stomach. She fell to her knees with a grunt as Inari grabbed and twisted her arm behind her back in a painful submission. "Better start worshipping now if you want to keep that arm."

Eithinoha winced and struggled with the hold, finally twisting the other direction and driving her elbow into Inari's cheek. The vixen grunted and lost the hold as the Iroquois deity pulled away and turned to face her. Inari rubbed her reddened cheek with a scowl aimed at her opponent.

"I will never bow," Eithinoha defied, clearly sore and winded but intent on continuing the fight.

"Then you're a fool as well as a whore," Inari scoffed. "I'll show you why your foreign scum are the weaker order." Several more doppelgangers appeared around Eithinoha, all of them charging at once with hands ready to punch, claw, or grab at her. Eithinoha became incorporeal again, getting a confident scoff from Inari as she committed to exhausting herself again. However, as she and her illusions came to a stop on where she stood, Eithinoha leapt back and threw out a hand at them. While she was the guide of spirits to the underworld, she was also a harvest goddess. She let her phantasmal form return to normal as roots and vines started to grow out from the ground and lash out at the Inaris above them. The clones vanished on contact, but the true vixen was wrapped up as they grabbed her arms and tore at her clothes.

"Hey! No fair!" she whined. "I didn't know you could do that!"

"Some of us are clever enough to not show all of our secrets," Eithinoha smirked at her. "But I suppose a loud mouthed fool like you wouldn't understand that." She stepped up and slapped the Japanese fighter across the face several times, putting real power behind the blows rather than the mocking smacks that Inari might have favored. The vixen's head snapped back and forth from the hits, struggling against the vines but powerless to break free now that she was caught.

"I'll escape," she snapped, glaring angrily but with a pout to her childish words. "I'll get out of these vines and kick your ass again!"

"You will not last so long," Eithinoha corrected. "I'll see to that." She snapped her fingers and one hard root shot up from the ground and rammed itself into Inari's pussy, planting itself inside her crotch. The fox girl screamed in pain as it pumped itself inside of her, shaking her head wildly.

"NO! NO, STOP! I GIVE! I YIELD!" Inari shrieked as she was still fucked by the solid root.

"Prove it. Worship me," Eithinoha ordered, soft but stern as she stepped up and pressed her bigger breasts into Inari's face. The teary-eyed fox girl didn't hesitate for long before she leaned in and kissed and sucked on the darker woman's chest. The gong rang again, cuing Eithinoha's victory as the roots returned to the ground, leaning Inari to lean weakly against her new mistress. "There's a good handmaiden," she purred, running her hand through Inari's pure white hair. "Now prove your true loyalty to my pleasure. On all fours, you dirty fox."

Inari whimpered anxiously, but went to her hands and knees. Eithinoha raised a foot to her face, which Inari obediently kissed and licked as she looked up for her approving smirk. "Good... for a start. I'll be sure to make proper use of you later. But one thing first." She walked around behind Inari, grabbing one of her fluffy, writhing tails. She forced it down between her legs and squeezed her thighs around it, the dominant goddess grinding on one of Inari's tails. She gasped and blushed over her pale skin as her proud tails were violated. She whimpered and wriggled her tails a bit, but didn't dare move after she'd just sworn her loyalty to the victorious goddess. The Iroquois faction chuckled in amusement as Eithinoha practically fucked Inari's ass through her tail, finally cumming and squirting over the abundance of white fur. Inari cringed shamefully, but kept her mouth shut. She was at least honorable enough by her pride as a goddess to keep her word as Eithinoha dragged the naked fox girl back to her side of the battlefield, where she clasped a strap of leather over her neck like a collar.

The second bout ready, the fighters stepped out to the battlefield. Konohanasakuya-hime was a quiet and gentle-looking woman, her skin a tone of pink only found in cherry blossoms. She wore a similarly pink and white kimono, lined with the finely dyed image of Mt. Fuji over which she reigned. Doendzowes was a more blatant sort of beautiful, her hide garments more revealing than the rest of her pantheon. The barefooted dancer bore a bright smile and had a subtle but recognizable spring to her step. The Iroquois goddess of earthquakes gave a light spin on her toes, her long wild hair tossing behind her.

"So it seems we will see if earthquakes can topple a mountain," Doendzowes noted playfully.

"Something like that..." Konohanasakuya mused. The gong rang and the Japanese deity thrust her hand out towards the dancing girl. The ground cracked and quaked in a wave towards her, but Doendzowes leap gracefully out of its way. As her feet touched down, a similar ripple came from her toes as she twirled and stomped, her feet sending earthquakes back at the mountain goddess. Konohanasakuya thrust again, the waiting deities bracing themselves as the fighters hurled literal earthquakes at each other. The ground turned up in jagged rock and crags, seeming caught in a stalemate on the geological war.

The Iroquois broke the ranged battle first, darting forward on her strong legs with surprising speed. She leapt and kicked off of several of the uprooted stones, finally springing off one to kick Konohanasakuya in the face. The Asian deity stumbled, but Doendzowes flipped over her head and kneed her in the back. "No wonder mountains never move. They're far too slow," Doendzowes gloated as she swept the legs out from under Konohanasakuya. She stomped her foot down onto the Asian deity's stomach, getting a short grunt before the resulting earthquake rocked through her belly.

Konohanasakuya gasped more sharply, rocked by the bone-cracking shockwave that went through her. Still, she grabbed the dancer's foot before she could withdraw it. "And dancers are useless when they cannot move," she noted grimly, swinging the leg to smash Doendzowes into the nearest boulder and shattering it on impact. The dancer was still in the fight, but dazed from the big blow. The Japanese goddess tossed and slammed her around by the leg, battering her around. Doendzowes managed to land a few kicks at her arms and chest, but her iron-like grip held on.

Doendzowes finally twisted sharply enough to land in a handstand, righting herself and throwing a swift punch at the charging Konohanasakuya's head. The mountain deity took the hit rather than lose track of her foe, her head snapping to one side but catching Doendzowes again, this time by the neck. "Have you ever wondered what it was to fall from Mount Fuji?" she threatened softly, lifting Doendzowes off her feet and then choke slamming her into the ground with a massive shudder of the ground itself. The dancer flopped limply in her grip as the arena bent into a crater from the force of the blow. The Iroquois was out cold, but that didn't end the match. The worship did.

Konohanasakuya got to work so that when Doendzowes awoke, she had a number of the rough boulders pushed over on top of her. She jerked and pulled, but she was pinned down by the weight. The mountain goddess smiled down at the trapped deity. "Ah, good. You're up. That weight would have crushed a mortal being."

"Let me go," the dancer growled, pulling and struggling but unable to move much at all in this position, and certainly not able to dance.

"Once you agree to worship." The Asian goddess gave a slow gesture and from the cracks in the ground, lava began to pour out and run towards Doendzowes. "Otherwise, we can experiment and learn what else you can withstand."

Doendzowes felt the bubbling lava coming towards her and tensed, sweating just from being near the stuff. Realizing she was caught and about to be cooked alive as it slithered closer to her, she shook her head. "I yield! I'll praise you!"

The lava pulled back, retreating into its cracks as Konohanasakuya approached. A firm wave of her hand made another earthquake that tossed away or shattered the boulders, but as Doendzowes tried to rise, the mountain goddess pushed her back down and lifted her kimono, sitting her pretty pink pussy down on her face. The dancer squirmed and squealed in protest, but the pleased hum of Konohanasakuya showed she was fulfilling her expected duties. She wiggled her hips, grinding over the dancer's lovely features. Her skilled hands ran over Konohanasakuya's thighs, parting them to reach the precious flesh of her new owner. The earth shook once more as Konohanasakuya orgasmed over her face, her kimono a veil to the sight but clear what was happening by Konohanasakuya's passionate gasps. She finally sat up, revealing the Iroquois’ soaked face as she humbly followed her mistress back to her side of the field.

The last of the fighters stepped out, knowing at least one more battle would be had with the single win to each side. Someone would still have to defeat Konohanasakuya and Eithinoha to finalize which pantheon was superior, after all.

Amaterasu was Japan's sun goddess, always glowing faintly and with skin a matching bright white. The radiant aura even glowed through the robe of the cheery and warm deity. Atahensic stood across from her, quite her opposite with her grim scowl and serious stance. She was the goddess of the moon and all creation to the Iroquois, and the long-haired deity looked forward to owning the sun as her pet.

"It will be a pleasure doing battle with you," Amaterasu chimed politely with a bow, but Atahensic just scowled back seriously. The gong sounded and the moon goddess charged in first. Amaterasu braced herself for the attack, but her body suddenly glowed with an even brighter light. Atahensic shielded her eyes in surprise, allowing Amaterasu to slip past her attack and knee her in the belly. The creation goddess grunted but barely budged; she had been cast out of the world above to Earth, so it would take more than a few cheap shots to bring her down.

As Atahensic tried to rub the spots from her eyes, Amaterasu drove a few punches into her ribs. It drew more grunts from the solid Iroquois, but she turned and grabbed the sun goddess by the chest of her kimono. She gasped and tried to escape the tight grip, but when that failed she grabbed Atahensic by her breasts. the light from her hands glowed brighter, and as the moon goddess quickly learned, burned hotter. Atahensic's breasts stung with the heat as it burned away the front of her buckskin top, hissing and letting go as she pulled back from the sun deity.

Amaterasu giggled at her success and moved after her, but Atahensic gestured broadly and several silvery specks of light appeared in the air between them. The Japanese deity didn't have to wonder what they did for long as she brushed one brushed against her hip. She yelped and jolted away as it stung her with a freezing cold, as if made of ice rather than light. The jerk made her back hit another, and found herself twitching from one to another as if she were caught in a chilly minefield.

Atahensic stepped in and backhanded the sun goddess to the ground, taking her by the hair to force the sun goddess into a chokehold. "Surrender now," she growled, her first real words in the fight. "Before I snuff your little lights out."

Amaterasu grabbed her opponent's forearm, stinging her with the heat again. Atahensic still held on tight, her endurance and being prepared for the burn this time making her keep from losing her grip again. She squeezed Amaterasu tighter, the once chipper goddess gagging and flailing in a panic. "P-please," she managed to choke out, but the brutal moon deity just stood up and tightened her grip further, mashing Amaterasu's head back between her breasts. The Japanese fighter tried one last trick, raising her hand in front of Atahensic's face and creating a strong flash of the last of her light. Atahensic flinched and let her go, but as Amaterasu tried to run and regroup, the big creation goddess swung a leg out that kicked the fleeing Asian right between the legs. The sun goddess went down in an instant, clutching her privates and absolutely paralyzed by the lucky shot. As soon as Atahensic could see enough to grab and rip off her kimono, she squealed out her surrender. "I give! I worship you!"

The gong sounded again, but the goddess of the moon seemed to ignore her plea, or at least did not behave differently. She stuck two fingers up Amaterasu's pussy from behind, getting her to squeak weakly as her freshly bashed genitals were toyed with. Atahensic roughly pulled the sun goddess' hair to face her, thrusting her exposed breasts into her face. Amaterasu meekly kissed and worshipped her breasts, blushing hard across the pale white skin of her cheeks. Atahensic watched her with a grim smirk of amusement before pulling her fingers out and smacking her on the ass. "Go back to my space. I'll make good use of you tonight, but I'll be fighting next."

The sun goddess crawled pathetically back as the other fighters looked slightly surprised. "You only just fought," Eithinoha reminded her. "I am rested and ready to..."

"A few flashing lights aren't enough to break a goddess of creation," Atahensic insisted. "Thank you, but I will end this one quickly." She looked across at the one remaining Japanese deity, and Konohanasakuya-hime shrugged and stepped away from her humbled dancer of a servant. "Very well. If I must beat all three of you to show our superiority, I shall."

The gong rang once again as the chief deities both went at each other. Perhaps out of respect, they left their powers out at first and began grabbing and punching at each other. Atahensic grabbed the kimono and punched the mountain goddess in the stomach several times, but Konohanasakuya swept her legs and threw the moon goddess to the ground. She mounted her and punched Atahensic's breasts several times, but the Iroquois pulled open her foe's kimono and crushed one of her breasts in her hand. The goddess of Mt Fuji yelped and pulled back, letting Atahensic kick her in the stomach and start to take control of the fight again. She grabbed the Japanese deity by the hair and summoned another field of her icy stars, hurling her into them. Her kimono all but fallen off, Konohanasakuya gave a pained cry as the lights seemed to sear her flesh as she passed them by. Atahensic followed her safely through the mess and grabbed her by the arm, attempting another beating when the mountain deity grabbed her by the hips. Konohanasakuya lifted her up in a sudden feat of strength, summoning a small pool of lava beneath her and slamming her foe's ass down right on top of the scorching puddle.

The stoic Atahensic screamed and rolled aside, holding where the last of her attire burned away and her bare ass was a bright red, singed where it would have melted the flesh off a mortal. She held herself up on all fours until Konohanasakuya made a quick earthquake, taking her limbs out from under her. Atahensic rolled over to her back to try to sit up, just for Konohanasakuya to stomp down on her bare pussy, drawing a howl out of the downed Iroquois. "For my sister goddess," she hissed sharply, the pink deity giving her a second for good measure before Atahensic covered up her crotch in pain. "Now submit and end it all."

Instead of surrendering, Atahensic grabbed the Asian's leg and tripped her onto her back as well. She pulled her closer and stuck her fingers into Konohanasakuya's pussy, spreading out her loins. The mountain goddess almost thought it was a sign of her trying to plead with the winning deity, but Atahensic applied her godly magic once again by summoning a freezing star inside of her opponent's crotch.

Konohanasakuya screamed as the inescapable cold invaded her warm snatch, thrashing and trying to crawl away. Pain and heat were one thing, but the penetrating sensation of the icy cold was maddening. Atahensic held onto her and summoned a second, then a third. "I'll spawn a whole galaxy in your weak foreigner cunt if I have to," Atahensic growled, stuffing another finger into Konohanasakuya's crowded pussy. She shook her head wildly and slapped at the ground. "NO! NO! STOP! I YIELD! NO MORE!"

The stars vanished at that and an even louder gong declaring the Iroquois the winners. Doendzowes sighed in relief and returned to her pantheon as Konohanasakuya sobbed in shame, her allies moaning and wailing in despair. "My sisters and I welcome our new sworn servants," Atahensic gloated, grinning down at her new pet deity as she gripped her by the hair and threw her to the ground. She shoved her sweaty feet into Konohanasakuya's face, who whimpered as she kissed and licked them clean. Atahensic pulled away any remaining clothing and or accessories on her, leaving the decorated deity looking like a simple, naked slave. Atahensic squatted down and spread her legs expectantly, the submissive goddess force to eat out her dark-skinned mistress.

"For a goddess, you make an awful lover," the moon goddess insulted her. She whistled and gestured to her other pet, Amaterasu joining her partner as the two shoved their faces together and tangled their tongues in an unwilling French kiss to pleasure their mistress. Amaterasu adored having the two powerful women as her love slaves, and it wasn't long before pride and lust alone made her squirt over both of their faces.

"Quite the collection we have here," Eithinoha noted, tugging on Inari's leash.

Doendzowes looked over at the beaten woman who had bested her earlier. "Indeed... perhaps we should find some more," the dancer offered with a sly grin.