The Fuck fest

In the grand hall of Asgard, the air buzzed with anticipation as the kingdom prepared to celebrate the arrival of their princess. Joy filled the hearts of the Asgardians as they gathered to revel, indulging in food, drink, and pleasure. Laughter and merriment filled the air, and spirits were high as the festivities kicked off.

King Odin, the ruler of Asgard, stood before the crowd, delivering a speech that paid tribute to the greatness of their realm. He spoke of their storied history, their victories, and the responsibilities that came with their power. Despite his initial disappointment at not having a son, he raised his mug, signaling the start of the celebration and expressing his happiness over the birth of his daughter.

As the party commenced, Queen Frigga made her grand entrance, cradling baby Hela in her arms. A radiant smile graced her face, reflecting her profound joy. She marveled at the presence of her beautiful daughter, feeling a surge of love and pride welling within her.

Meanwhile, within the mind of the infant Hela, a stream of consciousness flowed, revealing her inner thoughts and observations. She found herself captivated by her mother's bosom, realizing the nourishment it could provide. Succumbing to her instincts, she couldn't resist the temptation to latch onto her mother's breast, relishing in the warmth and comfort it offered. The taste of her mother's milk, though not the best she had experienced, was sufficient to satisfy her hunger. Content and with a newfound appreciation for her mother's nurturing embrace, Hela reveled in the blissful moments.

However, her tranquility was short-lived as she became aware of the grand celebration surrounding her. She noticed the absence of gold, something that piqued her interest, but quickly dismissed the thought as she pondered her role as the center of attention. As Odin approached her, lifting her high for all to see, Hela couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the multitude of faces staring back at her. As an introverted individual, the experience left her feeling a mix of nerves and discomfort. Fortunately, her mother, the goddess of boobies as she playfully referred to her, reclaimed her and carried her away from the overwhelming attention.

Hela's inner monologue continued as she explored her newfound world. She pondered the craziness of the party and the seemingly casual propositions of physical intimacy. While she found it peculiar, she recognized that, as a cute little princess, it was not her concern. However, a sudden realization struck her—she had wet herself. In her current state as a girl, she accepted that such accidents were beyond her control. Observing her soiled state, her mother promptly summoned the maids to clean her and put her down for a much-needed rest.

Frigga, in her motherly love, reveled in the happiness of the day. As she gazed at her daughter, she saw a smart and courageous soul within her eyes. Though initially nervous about the overwhelming attention, Hela had displayed remarkable bravery and resilience. Frigga couldn't help but admire her daughter's potential and believed she would grow into an extraordinary individual. Recognizing Hela's introverted nature, she resolved to instruct the head maid to provide extra care and attention. While navigating the social complexities of Asgard might prove challenging, Frigga trusted that her daughter would find her own path and flourish.

Amidst the festivities, Odin experienced a mix of emotions. Despite his disappointment at not having a son, he couldn't help but acknowledge the exceptional magical power radiating from his daughter. He sensed a deep connection between Hela and Asgard, igniting his curiosity and protective instincts. Recognizing her potential to inherit the throne in the future, he resolved to teach her and guide her along the path of leadership. While the nine realms remained divided, Odin planned to maintain peace, aware that their realm had only recently emerged from the darkness brought by the Dark Elves. As he contemplated his daughter's future, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and determination, ready to demonstrate the might of Odin to any who challenged them.

As the celebration continued, the people of Asgard reveled in the joy of their princess's birth. Having emerged from a long and arduous war, they relished in the hard-won peace. The birth of Princess Hela brought hope and renewed optimism to their realm. The party lasted a week, filled with revelry, passion, and love. Many found themselves swept away by the festivities, forging new connections and bonds. Throughout it all, Hela, the young princess, won the hearts of her people with her adorable presence.

Unbeknownst to the Asgardians, in the realm of Death, Lady Death observed the events unfold with intrigue. The arrival of a soul from a different place and its fusion with Hela, the Goddess of Death, piqued her curiosity. As a being that transcended the multiverse, Lady Death anticipated that this new timeline would bring