Sobek stirred in his slumber, disrupted by the faint feeling of someone trespassing on his domain. It wasn't yet the time for the regular ceremony meant to appease him and the Nile. He always wakes up days before that, and on his own. A lone prayer to him was also out of question, he wouldn't even need to be awake to answer it properly. No, that was something even more direct - an actual, physical intrusion. But why would some mortal entering the Nile bother his subconsciousness so much to wake him up earlier than he finds comfortable?

The question intrigued the God enough to shake the rest of his grogginess off and inquire further. Quick probing of the river revealed there was indeed more to this case. The intruder was none other than the Queen of Egypt herself, Cleopatra. Blessings of various other Gods radiating off the ruler must have been what alerted Sobek's territorial nature. It wouldn't be the first time another God tried to lay claim to his river, but the thought of a mortal trying such a thing only amused Sobek.

For a moment the God contemplated going back to his interrupted rest, but... what was Cleopatra doing there? The spot where she entered the river was far from the capital, rather far from any settlement in fact. There wasn't anything remarkable about this exact place either - if anyone could say that for certain, it was Sobek. The case became even more interesting when the God realized nobody accompanied Cleopatra. A sight of royalty without as much as a single guard was rare indeed. Perhaps he could pay the Queen a visit, and ask all his questions in person? Answering them was the least she could do after waking him up early, after all. If he didn't lack physical form at the moment, Sobek would grin to himself, already thinking of other ways she could atone.

Sobek took a deep breath as he savored the feeling of the Nile's waters surrounding him. It was one thing to command the river in all its destructive but graceful majesty, and a whole another to physically reunite with the part of him confined in it. In a sense, the Nile felt more like his body than his usual form - the one best known to mortals, and the one he chose to manifest in today. Sobek's body was vaguely resembling a crocodile, but nobody could mistake him for an animal. His limbs were shaped like human ones, allowing him to stand upright - at over three meters tall - and to operate his hands with dexterity, while still retaining deadly claws and hard scales of a crocodile. His neck was adorned with a heavy gold necklace bejeweled with various gemstones, offered to him by mortals over many centuries. What made him - and the other Gods - stand out the most, though, was the unmistakable glow in his eyes, a clear sign he was teeming with the power of Ma'at.

Having taken a moment to get his bearings, Sobek dived into the warm depths and headed down the river. It didn't take long until he caught Cleopatra's surprisingly sweet scent. He passed the last bend and stopped to assess the situation, letting just his eyes peek out of the water. The Queen was standing in the water, facing away from Sobek. A pile of clothes was laying discarded on the bank not far from her, and every last bit of her lightly tanned skin was on display. Sobek couldn't help but admire the woman's luscious curves, all the more teasing thanks to the water covering the most interesting parts. The God submerged himself again and resumed his approach.

Cleopatra didn't notice him even when he was right behind her. Had he been a wild crocodile, this would have been an embarrassing way for Egypt to lose a ruler, but Sobek wasn't here to sate this kind of hunger. He flicked his tongue out and dragged it across the Queen's most sacred spot. She let out a gasp and turned around, only to freeze at the sight of a reptilian tail above the water's surface. Sobek reveled in her fear for just a moment, and then stood up. It was difficult to say if Cleopatra was more afraid when she had thought a crocodile was going to attack her, or now that she recognized who was towering in front of her. Nevertheless, she stood her ground.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SWAMP?!!" - Shrek asked calmly.

"A Queen so far from her palace, alone at that?" Sobek mused, as if to himself. "Tell me mortal, do you have a good reason to be here, or are you just reckless?"

While Cleopatra struggled with her answer, Sobek took a step back to take a good look at her. Even without royal attire, jewelry and makeup she would be standing out. She had an exotic look about her face, and a body almost rivaling Hathor's - deliciously full where it needed to be, but otherwise thin, promising convenient flexibility. Her wet hair was black as night, and completely disheveled at the moment, with some streaks going across her face and all the way to the shoulders. Her golden eyes were still wide open, though she seemed to have overcome her initial panic enough to speak.

"I needed some time just for myself, Lord Sobek," Cleopatra said. "I apologize if I disturbed you, but-"

"Save it," Sobek scoffed. "Do you think you had a reason good enough to venture so far unguarded? To risk leaving Egypt without a ruler should something happen to you?"

Cleopatra only gulped in response, unable to find proper words. Part of her hesitation might have been caused by Sobek's growing smirk, gradually exposing more and more sharp teeth.

"Unless... you came here specifically to meet me." The Queen's eyes went even wider at the suggestion, but Sobek didn't give her time to deny. "I shall grant you a private audience if you want it so bad, but you should know that not even Egypt's rulers are allowed to wake up a God whenever they want. You had better apologize like a good little mortal first."

With a subtle downward move of his head Sobek made it clear what kind of apology he had in mind - Cleopatra's eyes followed down from the God's face, all the way between his legs, where a bright red shape was already peeking out from between his scales. It didn't take long for Sobek to get fully erect with the sight of the tanned beauty's naked, heaving breasts before him, as well as the smell of her fear hitting his nostrils. His grin widened when he realized his member was just at the height of Cleopatra's chest. What a way to start.

"Go on," Sobek encouraged the Queen. "Show your God what you can do. If only half of the stories about you are true, you are far from being a shy virgin."

Something gleamed in Cleopatra's eyes. Whether it was fear, embarrassment, or lust, it spurred her to action. She took a cautious step forward, gauging the size of his tool against her capabilities. She frowned at the result of her calculations, but took a hold of Sobek's cock anyway. Her hand felt silky smooth rubbing along his flesh, and soon the second one joined it as well. The monstrous length provided ample room for her to rub along, and there was still enough left for the monarch's head to fit. To ensure it was all properly utilized, Sobek guided his hand to the back of Cleopatra's head and gave it a gentle push towards him. The impact of his cock hitting the woman's cheek seemed to be a sufficient hint for her. Cleopatra hesitated only for a couple of heartbeats, but she leaned in and opened her mouth. Her rugged breath felt hot on his member as she stopped stroking and hovered in front of it, no longer hesitating, but rather teasing.

Sobek, however, never had the patience for a lengthy foreplay. Now that his dick was already aimed directly at the Queen's mouth, all it took for him to proceed was another push to the back of her head, not so gentle one this time. Cleopatra let out a yelp at the intrusion, but Sobek's firm hold didn't let her flinch back. With no other choice in the matter, she began sucking and licking the God's shaft - the part of it which was already inside her mouth anyway. She didn't seem comfortable enough to try and take more in, not yet at least, and Sobek decided to give her some time to accommodate before he would force himself further in. So far the treatment that the tip of his cock was receiving felt adequate enough to enjoy it a little longer. Cleopatra operated her tongue with all her lustful expertise, and soon resumed the motion of her hands as well. The inside of her cheeks was constantly caressing Sobek's shaft from both sides, and every time as much as a bead of precum trickled out of the tip, it was lapped up in a heartbeat. It was unlikely she had much experience in pleasing Gods this way, but right now Sobek wouldn't bet she didn't.

The God looked down when he felt the grip on his cock releasing. Cleopatra was still dutifully sucking on its tip, but her hands were no longer holding the rest of the length. Instead, she used them to lift her hefty breasts up along his shaft. Sobek held back a groan when she squished the pair of soft pillows together, engulfing his dick more thoroughly than her hands could. He watched mesmerized as Cleopatra's tits brushed up and down his rod, and he couldn't help but notice how stiff her nipples were. With a mischievous grin Sobek started slowly moving his tail, under the water, where the woman couldn't see it. When it was close enough to her crotch, he flicked her clitoris with it several times.

The effect was instantaneous. Cleopatra let out a moan and pushed her breasts even tighter together. This, in turn, prompted Sobek to push his cock further into her mouth, forcing almost its entire length through the narrow, soft crevice of the Queen's bust. He stopped pushing when his tip hit the back of Cleopatra's throat, to her muffled dismay. He was too close to release to heed her protests, though. Still keeping her head in place, Sobek pulled back until just the tip was in her mouth, only to slam the shaft in, all the way to her throat again. Despite Cleopatra choking and sputtering throughout the ordeal, she never stopped smothering the God's cock with her tits while he was going back and forth.

Sobek couldn't endure this much longer. With a loud groan he thrust one last time and let his seed flood Cleopatra's mouth. Cleopatra did her best to swallow it all, but it was an uphill battle to say the least. When she realized he wasn't close to stopping, she let go of her breasts and started pushing against his thighs to break free, but Sobek's hold on her head was too strong. He reveled in the pleading look in Cleopatra's eyes a little more, but did release his grip before she had a chance drown in his cum. She jumped back as soon as she was able to, catching a few ropes of spunk to her face as she did.

Sobek wanted to give her a moment to compose herself, but he was far from sated. As soon as Cleopatra's coughing slowed down, he closed the gap between them once again. Before the Queen got the chance to realize his intent, Sobek grabbed her by the waist and turned her around. Cleopatra looked over her shoulder just as Sobek's cock touched her labia, eliciting a gasp from her. Sobek noted that Cleopatra's face was flushed red with arousal - what was visible from underneath the layer of his seed, at least. Her pussy was also soaked with more than just water, and he was already lining up to start adding another fluid to the mixture.

Entering the Queen proved to be quite a challenge, even with all the lubrication Cleopatra had generously applied. After several attempts to push his tool in, Sobek groaned with impatience and decided to change his tactic. He took hold of the woman's leg, and lifted it high up, so that it was almost in a straight line with her other one. Cleopatra's stretched crotch put up less resistance, and after some more effort gave in to Sobek's girth. Both of them moaned in unison when they became one, losing themselves in pleasure. Sobek started pushing in, going slow as he stretched Cleopatra's tunnel with each thrust. The Queen didn't even try to contain her lustful cries, which were only growing louder by the second. Likewise, Sobek couldn't stay quiet if he tried - Cleopatra's tight walls treated his length with relentless squeezing, to which he could only respond by groaning and speeding up.

All his efforts in molding the Queen's pussy were negated by her almost frantic clenching, which grew even stronger as the woman let out a loud scream. Cleopatra's entire body shuddered and threatened to collapse, but Sobek kept a firm hold of her. Once her orgasm relented, the God seized the opportunity that her relaxed muscles provided, and pushed himself in as far as he could. Cleopatra managed only a hoarse moan, still dazed with lust. Meanwhile, Sobek could feel his own climax approaching. He leaned in, and pulled the Queen closer. His thrusts were now fast and short, never letting his cock pull out of the deepest parts of her pussy.

Cleopatra could barely catch a breath during this final assault, yet somehow found the strength to push back and meet his thrusts, impaling herself on his cock even further. Helpless against the Queen's and his own lust, Sobek pushed one last time, managing to hilt himself completely in Cleopatra's tight pussy. With a triumphant growl, the God released his seed deep inside Cleopatra. She let out a lengthy moan as a shudder went through her body once more, making her tremble in Sobek's grip. Her walls clenched around him again, milking all the cum out of him with an insatiable greed. It didn't take long for all the fluid to overflow and start trickling down the woman's leg and into the river.

Sobek reveled in the heat of Cleopatra's insides for a little longer, before pulling his cock all the way out. He shot the remaining ropes of cum over the Queen's body, while the trickle from her pussy turned into a flood. Sobek lowered the held up leg back to a natural position, and picked Cleopatra up.

"You know how to worship a God, mortal," Sobek mused into her ear as he carried her to the bank. He couldn't really tell if she could hear him, or if she was too exhausted to even register his words. "It would be difficult not to forgive your impertinence, but..."

Cleopatra lifted her head to look at him, but didn't say anything. Sobek laid her down out of the water, and stepped back to admire her visage one last time. She was an utter mess, and everything from the disheveled hair to the trembling legs reflected that. Her eyes were still hazy, and she was breathing heavily, causing her delicious breasts to jump up and down her body. A considerable portion of her body was covered in cum, and a pool of it was still growing underneath her crotch, with a small trail going off towards the Nile. She was still giving off an overwhelming scent of arousal, which was drowning out even the sweat glistening all over her tan skin. One of her hands hovered over her clit, caressing it lazily.

"... You will need to apologize even harder if you ever do that again," Sobek finished with a grin. Not expecting any coherent response, he turned back and walked into the river. Once he was fully submerged, he let his body vanish, returning to the formless self of a God.

He was sure that wasn't the last time he met Cleopatra in such circumstances.