Coatlicue
By horuvex
jrja@mail.ru
February 2005

In my travels through Latin America I had encountered many interesting people but none would change my life like Coatlicue did. Ignorant fool I was, having never read any literature on Aztec mythology and believing it to be just that, mythology. When I entered a small village in the mountains outside of Mexico City I was pleased to notice that the woman at the front desk was amazingly beautiful. She was not the usual hispanic "mestizo" that comprises the majority of Mexican residents. Rather than a blend between white and native ancestors it was evident that this woman was a full blooded descendant of the original dominators of this region, the Mexica, the Aztec.

Rather than speak Nahuatl or Spanish to me she smiled and spoke in perfect English. I was lost for a moment in her presence. Her exotic beauty struck me as unique. She had the blackest eyes I had ever seen. Oh if I had only known then, and her true identity, I may have seen the serpentine glint of erotic desire in them. She had honey golden skin, brown with a glowing luminosity like cinnamon. It was set against jet black straight hair. Her full lips and perfect teeth made her smile all the more spell binding. I gazed into her deep black eyes and smiled back. She may have been native but she surpassed her countrymen in her stature. She stood up, a full 6'6"! It was obvious she was a miracle in existence as I looked up her firm and curvaceous body from my paltry 5'8". Her ass was firm, curvy, and tight, I could see its succulence when she turned to greet me. Her large breasts pushed against the bright multicolored sweater she wore. It was cold in these high altitudes.

She reached out with a long nailed and slender fingered hand and I shook her hand stammering, "H-hello. My name is..." She just laughed softly and told me of their fees and services. I soon found myself in a sparse room on the second floor overlooking the only road in the village, alone. I soon found my thoughts leaving travel as I looked out over the village. The red orb of the sun was lowering into the horizon and casting a beautiful light over the mountains, trees, and buildings below. I began to think of Coatlicue as I stood there, of her touch and her smooth flawless complexion. I wanted to touch her again, to kiss her, to make love to her. Why did the gods have to create such exquisite beauty and parade it around in front of men while not letting us ever indulge?! We could only look... and dream.

I sat down on the bed and glanced at the whitewashed walls and the dark wooden floor. I began to touch myself absently as I thought of her long hair draped over her shoulder, hanging all the way down to her hips. I was quickly hard and enjoying the feelings sweeping through my body. As I neared climax I heard the sudden rapping on the door. Gasping and pulling my hand from my pants quickly I stood and tried to will my erection away. I moved to the door and pulled it open slightly. On the other side was her, just what my frustrated libido didn't need! "We are serving a dinner of soup and bread in the dinning lounge by the fire tonight if you wish to eat."

I nodded and smiled, thanking her, "Thank you Coatlicue, I'll be there."

Her glance flicked down to my crotch and she impassively turned and went away. Silence hung in the air as I stood half way in the hallway. I cursed myself and went back inside. I went to the mirror and brushed my hair, then followed after her to the dinning lounge, which was a nice simple room with a stone fireplace and an old table. However, as I was waiting for the food a number of incredibly gorgeous women seemed to trickle into the room. Blondes, brunettes, redheads, asians, africans, and every other shade of humanity seemed to be there. Each woman was gorgeous. I began talking to a beautiful blonde woman and when our food arrived and I ate the soup while I ate up the beauty of the room full of women. Coatlicue joined us later on and I enjoyed wine and desert and regaled the women with tales of my travels and home life.

The blonde woman (I never figured out her name) came with me to bed that night, eager as I relieve my straining erection. Once we got into my room she was all over me, a 5'8" vixen with a large bust and insatiable lusty lips. I had her on the dresser and was fucking her hard. She was all too eager to satisfy me. Her tongue was wet and warm on my neck and I sucked on her pert nipples while she moaned softly. When she finally left I sat in my bed with a huge grin on my face. That was when the next woman knocked on my door. The redhead brought a milky local native beverage made from a sort of cactus juice. We made drunken love for at least an hour. Woman after woman in stunning lingerie and with gorgeous bodies came to me that night, ending with a tall nubian woman who carried vodka with her. I was so exhausted and inebriated by this time that she practically had to hold me up as we fucked. She kept slapping me on the face to keep me awake as she rode my cock. She insulted me to keep me thinking and rode me hard. Her black glistening skin sliding over my own pale body. Eventually I passed out with her twisting my nipples in a vain attempt to keep me awake as her pussy squeezed my now sore cock.

After that exquisite night I slept and slept. I woke eventually with a rumbling pain in my head and aches all over my body. But the memories were all worth it. No one would ever believe this story. If only I had taken pictures or something! I stumbled into the window to discover it was once again dusk. Dare I go to dinner again? I grinned weakly at my reflection in the glass. I went into the shower and had a long hot shower to loosen my aching muscles and then shaved. I noticed my clothes seemed looser than normal. I figured that the walking from my travels had been cutting my weight down. Strange though, since I had eaten so much last night. Even my watch seemed to go down a hole or two on the band.

Down on the main floor there was no one to be seen, only an old clock slowly ticking away the time. I wandered into a small library and looked at odd native art on the walls and opened up a large leather bound book on the main table. It was all about the Aztec Empire and their ancient past. I knew some of the rough details surrounding their conquest, reputation for human sacrifice, and glorious capital city, but not much else. Reading on I began to learn of their religion and more. I then came upon the name Coatlicue, earth goddess of life and death, mother of the gods, and mother of the stars of the southern sky. Coatlicue represented the type of the devouring mother in whom were combined both the womb and the grave. Coatlicue was a serpent goddess, depicted wearing a skirt of snakes. I began to think about this information and quickly flipped a few pages back to look at ceremonies of warrior sacrifice in the Garland Wars. Warriors were given great feasts and many women and were honored before they were sacrificed...

My heart began to beat. I knew this had been too good to be true. I had entered some sort of freakish cult. Were they going to remove my beating heart with an obsidian blade?! I closed the book and headed to the main lobby, no one was around, it was nearly dark outside. I began to consider things. I was being silly, fanciful really. I looked up at the bright moon rising in the sky. I was making up fantasies in my head. I had had too much to drink the previous night anyway. But something about this place seemed different. Where was everyone?

I went back to my room, expecting an invite to dinner again but it never came. Wandering around the hotel that evening I found the dinning area doors closed and locked. Silence pervaded the building. I went back to my room, which had no phone and no television. I soon began to get drowsy when near midnight a knock on my door came. Crawling from my bed and the magazine I had been reading I went and answered it. When I opened the door it flew open, knocking me back, and two black cowled women grabbed me by the arms. I recognized them from the night before but the had grim expressions as they clutched my arms. They looked uncannily like... the Aztec priests I had seen in the book, who had never bathed or cut their nails and had lived encrusted in the blood of the sacrificed. But these women were not dirty, just in black cloaks. I squirmed in the their grips, the black woman and the asian had vice-like hands. Were they taller than before?

I had known something had been wrong with my weight! These women must have been wearing flats that night or else I was shrinking... but I ruled that out with out even considering it. At least for a while. They dragged me kicking and struggling downstairs and then to another staircase I had never seen before. As we descended, the illumination was provided by torches and the stairs turned to stone along with the walls and I began to hear drums and chanting. We eventually entered a large stone chamber with roaring fire pits on either side. Steam filled the air from hot rocks that other of the women from the night before kept sprinkling with water. I had stopped struggling in a mixed fascination with the scenery. In the middle of the room was a giant jade alter carved in the shape of a splayed out androgynous form laying on it's back, it's back arched.

Rising from her seat behind it was Coatlicue, her black hair shone and reflected the firelight and a pure white robe covered her exquisite form. She stood behind the head of the alter and gazed directly at me in a gaze of pure hunger. The chanting women and deep bass drums kept on thrumming into my mind as she met my eyes. Her silky voice cut through the constant chant, "You asked the gods why we create such beautiful women? A Goddess shall answer you. It is so that we may lure you all to your rightful place, of servitude."

I squirmed wildly as the women behind me held me fast. A woman to the right handed one of my captors a vial and they rubbed it my hair roughly, it reeked of sex and perfume and feminine hormone. My hair was soon slick with it. Coatlicue moved around the alter and I watched her, she seemed to rise in height as she approached and even after. She was growing... or I was shrinking. I was getting smaller. In moments I found my self eye-level with Coatlicue's breasts. But there it seemed to slow and stop. My captors were even taller to me now, even stronger. All the women seemed like amazons around me, each easily a foot taller than me at the least. Coatlicue let her robe loosen, revealing warm deep cleavage as the two sides of the robe hung barely covering her erect nipples. The belt loosely held the bottom together covering her crotch. She reached out and caressed my cheek and said, "It has been long since I devoured a son of the Celts." How did she know I had Scottish ancestry?

I tried to speak but when I opened my mouth only soft hissing emerged and I squirmed even harder in the grasp of the two women who held me. She said, unsmiling, "Soon you will hear my thoughts mortal, like I yours. You should not fear but rejoice at your fortune. Sacrifice to Coatlicue is a great honor. You will feed me for a long time."

She grabbed my neck in her hand and closed her eyes. I began to feel a tingling sensation traveling down my throat and into my whole body. All along her arm little ripples began to appear and it felt like something was tugging on my soul, pulling at my energy. I could feel her power on me and I trembled as she began to grow. Her body seemed to pulse for a moment and glow with a healthy radiance and I watched in desperate fascination as she grew taller slowly, feeding off of me. Her impassive face finally broke into a cold reptilian smile, her lips drawing back from her teeth in glee as her eyes remained closed. "Mmmmmm...." She moaned in pleasure.

She released my neck at last and opened those ebony eyes to stare down at me before her, my eyes level with her navel. She flicked her fingers and the white robed slid gently to the floor to reveal the most exquisitely sculpted body I had ever seen. Soft skin covered firm muscles over her giantess frame. Her divinity was becoming ever more apparent to me now, all my previous beliefs in what was logical were collapsing around me. I looked down her flat abdomen to her black haired crotch. I could smell the scent of her wafting up. Her overtly feminine and large vagina exuded hunger. The two women holding me shoved me forward so that my face was inches from her navel. Her large hand was behind my head while the drums and chanting kept going, everything seemed quasi-real, like a super-reality with no normal rules or laws.

My cock had become fully erect despite my distinct fear for my life. I felt two hands on my shoulders. Overpowered, I was pushed steadily into her moist warm pussy. I knew what she wanted. I began to lick her labia with my tongue, which seemed distressingly inadequate for the job. Her large pussy opened in a mockery of my small mouth. Little in this room was of a size for me to get a baring on how much I or any of these women had changed in size. Everything was alien. I only knew that Coatlicue and her priestesses were slowly dominating me in ever increasing ways. I assumed I was going to be killed. One always heard of crazy cults committing suicide or murder on the news.

I licked her vagina and crotch for a long time before she finally rewarded me with a face full of hot cum. I coughed as it filled my mouth and gasped for air in the small space they gave me between my lips and those of her pussy. She silently leaned back then and sat at the foot of the large alter behind her. She scooted back and lay over the alter in a similar style. Her feet on top of the figure's feet, her back on the jade chest of the alter. Her thighs were forced into a wide spread and her ass seemed to be presented, along with her dripping pussy, at the alters base. I watched in awe and arousal at her enormous frame spread out and arched over the alter. Her breasts bigger than my head, her long hair hanging from the top. Her hand lazily swept through the air in dismissal and the women released me. I rubbed my wrists and arms and turned around to face them. Their hungry eyes swept over me. The asian woman slowly licked her lips and grabbed my collar with a long nailed hand. Her breasts were in my face and she opened her cloak and pulled me to them. I felt the pressure of the black woman behind me, shoving me down onto the Asian's nipple.

My nose was plugged and I was forced to open my mouth, which was instantly filled with a large nipple. I began to obediently suckle on her breast. She moaned softly and I heard a condescending laugh behind me. I sucked in time to the pulse of the beating chant. Hot creamy milk began to fill my mouth. I began to spasm weakly as I felt her nipple growing in my mouth. I was shrinking again! I pawed and scratched at her black robes as I heard her laugh and moan in delight. I staggered back feeling the ebony skinned woman behind me. I whirled about to see Coatlicue looking over at me, she let out a loud pounding moan that filled the chamber as I watched the world grow around me. The ebony skinned woman held my shoulders as her pussy raised to my chest in height. I tried to scream to no avail. Coatlicue seemed enormous on the alter and the black woman lifted me up and placed me on Coatlicue's stomach. I had a front row seat as Coatlicue masturbated her massive pussy. Her arm reached around my small frame to plunge her fingers into the hungry slit. I tried to climb off but a tall brunette shoved me back up. I rose and fell with Coatlicue's every breath.

I scurried down between her legs and dropped to the ground but waiting for me was an amazonian redhead with green eyes. She wiggled her finger in discipline and put her hands on her knees and looked down at me like one would a small child. She pulled me briskly into her milky white, freckled, cleavage. I pulled back but she shoved me up against Coatlicue's yielding ass and I felt the back of my head sink between Coatlicue's lower cheeks as the redhead forced a nipple into my mouth. I sucked for hope of air, flicking my tongue over her nipple only to be rewarded with more milk, hot like before but thicker now, almost pasty. It burned slightly as it poured down my throat and settled in my belly. I tried to back up but my head could only sink further into that big ass so I was forced to suck... and suck, until I felt queazy. Finally she released me.

I stumbled forward, dazed. I could hear the squish, squish, squish, of Coatlicue's masturbation behind me. The red head grinned as I began to shrink, full of her powerful milk. Her fiery pussy soon rose to my height and I whirled around to see Coatlicue on her arms, sitting up and watching me, still masturbating with one hand as I shrunk. Soon the redhead's pussy was over my head, dripping on the floor. The women had begun to gather around me at the foot of the alter. The blonde I had slept with first the night before lifted me back up onto Coatlicue's stomach, patting my head. Coatlicue rubbed her nipples as she lay back. She was so big to me now. She was slick with sweat.

I began to slide down. The arched angles of the alter forced me to keep sliding down to her pelvis. All around her were the priestesses, watching. I slipped on her and scrambled, but then she grabbed me in her hands and held me to her crotch, rubbing against my body. I couldn't have been half the length of one of her legs in height. I squirmed as the asian grabbed me and the blonde grabbed my other side, they held me as their Goddess spread her legs and seemed to get a little bigger. Coatlicue's fingers spread her pussy wide as they held me in the air before it. I struggled in their grasp as the roughly shoved my feet inside Coatlicue's wet slimy pussy. I felt the hot embrace of her labia as my ankles entered her. Black and blond hair cascaded over my face as I tried to see what they were doing. They pushed me harder and i sunk deeper to my knees. I tried to scream as hard as I could. Coatlicue arched her back and let out a feral moan. "Sacrifice him! Feed me, my daughters!"

Everything began to fall into it's perverse place. Coatlicue, goddess of death, life, motherhood, devouring: she was unbirthing me. I wildly struggled, which only seemed to delight Coatlicue more. I noticed the priestesses hands seemed larger and Coatlicue's thighs as well. they shoved and Coatlicue's pussy swallowed my own thighs. My hard cock brushed against Coatlicue's clit, which was much bigger. The women finally backed off to watch and chant, while I struggled in Coatlicue's vaginal grip. I pushed at her thighs and even hit them, but Coatlicue only moaned and echoing moan and contracted her pussy. I felt my whole body lift slightly and sink deeper into Coatlicue's vagina. I watched my cock squeeze inside, and disappear. I watched her fingers dart down and touch herself as I was sucked deeper.

I wanted so badly to scream but all I could hear was chant, drums, and sultry moaning. Pushing against her crotch, my arms bended as she laughed at my feeble attempt to fight her. Her vagina gripped me and I was pulled in to my ribs. Her downy black pubic hair tickled my nipples. I felt her loosen momentarily as I pushed out. A few minutes of struggling and I could see my cock again. Suddenly a single long nailed black finger pressed onto my head from the observers behind and I slid back into Coatlicue's hungry pussy. The tittering laughs behind me were sadistic and mocking. I heard some of them go, "Awww..." in mock sympathy. I still fought against Coatlicue and got a bit out again when her pussy contracted and I was sucked in to my armpits.

"Oh no!" I thought desperately. "What the hell is happening to me? She's eating me with her pussy! Oh no, let me out! Help me! Help me!"

In my head a soft but resonating feminine laughter began to sweep my little thoughts to the side. She was in my head! "Deeper my child, come deeper into Coatlicue, your mother, your Goddess. I am the mother-goddess of the world!"

I struggled internally against her invading presence in my mind as she pulled my body deeper, my arms forced up around my head. Her pubic hairs rose around my vision field, obscuring my previous view of her ass cheeks, giant pussy, and curvy thighs. Her slick labia parted for my body as she continued to swallow me alive. I heard her grunt and half scream in effort as I was forcefully sucked inside her all the way. Her whole body shuddered as I slipped in. I clawed desperately for her open hole in the slippery and slimy confines of her vagina. I watched as the blondes face came down to cover the opening and looking at me, smiling in delight as we made eye contact. The cum of Coatlicue slowly slimed and drooled around my body, fully lubricating me. I was slowly slipping deeper of my own accord. I watched the gorgeous blonde stare at me with an aroused expression as she watched me sink. Then she waved to me and mouthed, "Bye Bye!"

A final contraction and Coatlicue's pulsating pussy slowly closed, sealing me inside her, in darkness and hot cum. It was then that I came, deep inside Coatlicue's massive vagina. A shudder around me, and I was swept away into the depths of the Goddess who had taken me. I felt her conquer my mind and strip my soul from my body as her pussy squeezed me into her womb and into oblivion. I fed her hunger for souls, sex, and men. She grew strong on my soul. The Goddess Coatlicue had taken me as a sacrifice and I was hers for eternity.