Chapter 2 – 2. Goddess Possible
Daeseongnyeo’s weekdays are extremely busy.
As soon as the morning sun rises, she wakes up, briefly washes her body, and then changes into her nun’s clothes.
In the restaurant, believers and children left at the church greet me, rubbing their eyes wearily.
Every time that happens, I give him a light smile and head to the chapel.
In the innermost part of the chapel, where no one is there, there is a place just for me.
A wooden platform about one pyeong (about 1 pyeong) in size.
After kneeling on the cushion prepared by the believer the previous day, he prays to the goddess as Saint Thesia Rupilberg.
When a prayer is offered like this, the quietly gathered believers leave after the morning and lunch services.
Only then do I get up and go eat.
Of course, I have no choice but to skip breakfast.
Sometimes, kind-hearted people leave nutritional supplements or hearty lunch boxes in faraway places.
Even though other believers and pastors brush it aside.
As a rule of the cathedral, believers cannot touch me while I am praying.
It is also impossible to talk to the side or come close.
It is truly a conservative rule.
After praying until noon, the believers I encountered as I left the restaurant greeted me with reverence and respect.
When I answer them one by one, questions like this sometimes pop up.
“Saint, aren’t you having a hard time?”
Of course, my answer every time was, “No.” It comes down to.
However, the intention is completely opposite to the words.
To be honest, I think I’m going to die from exhaustion.
It almost reminds me of the days when I worked all night long in my past life.
You might ask, what’s so hard about simply sitting down, folding your hands and closing your eyes?
Praying itself is not that difficult.
The problem is that I am being fucked by crazy psycho lesbians almost every night.
With limbs captured or tied.
Sometimes with hands, sometimes with tools.
After being teased and toyed with over and over again, my body climaxes more times than I can even count.
In the midst of the pleasure that messes with my head, I fall into sleep as if I faint every time.
It’s a shame because she has the unique resilience of a saint.
If she had suffered such humiliation as an ordinary woman, her body and mind would have been completely degraded to that of a bitch.
I shook off the horrifying thoughts and placed the prepared food on the plate.
No matter how much we praise Daeseongnyeo and Seongcheongnyeo, there is one fact that does not change.
The point is that I was a man in my past life.
An office worker in his 30s who spent every day working with Excel, PowerPoint, and the wishes of his boss.
I have been living as Tesia Rupilberg for over 20 years, but the environment in which I was born and raised was that of a man for much longer.
The fact that I am completely corrupted by the pleasures of a woman is beyond repugnant and disgusting.
Of course, wherever I look now, I look like a flawless beauty.
Long shiny silver hair and captivating blue eyes.
Breasts and buttocks so voluptuous that any man would want to bury them in them.
On the contrary, the limbs and waist curve without any trace of flab.
But that’s only limited to appearance.
My spirit, having successfully served in the military, is male to the core.
No matter how much my colleagues try to corrupt me, I will not fall for them.
Never. Definitely.
『You’re laughing.』
“Aaaaah!!”
A voice suddenly entered my head.
I was startled and let out a loud scream.
The eyes of everyone in the restaurant were suddenly focused on me.
“Woah, there was a bug here. I almost stepped on it. Ahhh. Haha…”
Even though it was an awkward lie, no one doubted my words as a saint.
I felt a little reassured by the aggro of people who immediately became distracted.
I responded to the voice in my head as if venting my anger.
『You were surprised! If you are going to contact me outside of prayer hours, please let me know in advance!』
『Look at this guy. Now you’re a goddess, and you can’t see anything, is this?』
I could feel the voice in my head pouting with dissatisfaction.
I quickly sat down in an empty seat and concentrated my mind, pretending to pray.
A dark space was visible.
In the darkness where lilies were in full bloom, a woman was smiling mysteriously at me.
Wearing a white gown, she had a clear appearance that went well with her short black hair.
『… Goddess Isis.』
I dared to put the name of the goddess I had been looking at all morning in her mouth.
『Hello, Thesia. We meet in exactly 12 minutes and 6 seconds.』
“Iknow, right. I’ll see you again after eating.』
『Are you going back already? I’m lonely.』
『I have to eat too. I feel like I’m going to faint from hunger.』
Although my mind was facing the goddess, I did not forget the sensation of her body as if I were out of body.
The feeling of hunger after not eating for 18 hours since yesterday evening was an unbearable pain even for me, a saint.
『Ah, don’t be like that. Please tell me in detail what I told you earlier. Huh? The goddess is asking humans for something like this.』
『We’ve been talking about that for hours already. No, didn’t the goddess see everything in the first place?』
『In the first place, it’s much more exciting to hear a dirty story than to see it. Isn’t it?』
Goddess Isis was so proud that it was shocking.
『You should say goddess.』
… The goddess was so proud that it was shocking.
Do I not even think about the suffering I experience twice as much every time I pray?
Yes, it’s okay to mix with pretty women every night.
What kind of man wouldn’t like such beauties when they kiss and spread their crotches?
It feels so good that I faint.
The problem is this goddess… She is
The goddess’ appearance was slim and sophisticated enough to be cast as a model in the middle of Gangnam.
Although I only met him as a mental body in the inner world.
On the other hand, his behavior is such that there is no other man like him.
『Haaa…』
『Sleep, hurry. So how did she get fucked last night?』
The goddess was blowing harshly as if she was very excited as she put the foul words into her mouth.
In the end, my face turned bright red both physically and mentally, and I carefully reminded myself of what happened with Amy last night.
『Her limbs were tied…』
『You should tell me in more detail. How they tied her arms and legs.』
『With handcuffs and a strap.』
『So how?』
Ah, you are so persistent!
If I wasn’t a saint, I would have refused this shameful play!
I felt even my ears in the inner world turning red.
He closed his mental body’s eyes tightly and muttered.
『The wrists are tied together with handcuffs… The legs are… It opened in the shape of a W…』
『How did it feel?』
『Well, I said that when I was praying earlier!』
“Yes? I wonder if dementia has come on these days, I can’t remember.』
Ugh!
The face is my favorite, but the way I speak is very sly.
Both my physical and mental bodies twitched their fingers.
『Tell me quickly, Tessia. How did it feel to be unable to move?』
The goddess’ urging continued persistently.
With a tearful expression on her face, she answered the goddess’ question.
『Ugh… I was anxious because my body couldn’t move, but… Amy kept kissing and touching her, which made her feel safe.』
『Did it feels good?』
『… Yes.』
She felt shame as the memories of last night flooded her mind.
At the same time, her crotch was throbbing as she remembered Amy’s gentle yet violent movements.
She might get really excited if she stays here.
She quickly decided to cut off her airway and exit the inner world.
The goddess smiled mischievously at my fading mental body.
『Is this what you were like?』
Okay, the goddess snapped one index finger.
Several screens appeared in the empty space.
I captured some scenes where the blurred vision of the mental body flows like a video.
『What, when did you record it!』
At that shocking sight, I quickly moved my mental body and rushed at the goddess.
The person on the screen was none other than me.
Last night, images of myself being touched and licked by Amy and climaxing over and over again were playing on the screen.
——Aang, haha!
——Do you like it here? Right here? Huh?
——Yes! Hey, hey! There you go! It hurts more! Harder… Ughhh?!
Wow, I made that kind of expression?
It was an extremely lewd sight, far from being a saint at all.
When I saw Ahegao in a pornographic video, I wondered what on earth this was going on, but it seemed like it was all an act, so it didn’t bother me.
The sight of me rolling my eyes, drenched in pleasure, could be said to be a wonderful daughter’s feeling.
Goddess Isis said as she pulled up a screen.
『You’re an omnipotent goddess, right? You can capture as much as you want, just the sight of our cute saintess gushing and spouting water.』
『It’s not like I’m picking up some kind of clip… Please don’t do this.』
It’s ugly even to me, but that doesn’t make it any less embarrassing.
The goddess giggled at me begging.
『Honestly, even you can do this. Isn’t it?』
“Possible… It’s okay! If something like this is put in front of my eyes, I feel like I’m going to die again from embarrassment!』
『Look, it looks bad even when you look at it. Look at this. This much holy water in a place where there is no water…』
『Kyaaaaa! Stop, stop, look!』
She waved her hand in the air and erased the screens.
As I huffed and cried, the goddess turned her back to me with a satisfied look on her face.
『Be honest, Thesia. You are enjoying it too.』
“That… 』
『Why should I give you back your dick from your previous life? A hermaphrodite saint, that’s a bit too much.』
『Goddess, please stop!』
After seeing my reaction, which was almost sobbing, the goddess disappeared as if running away.
In the inner world left alone, only a mysterious voice was echoing.
『Please continue to provide me with many good daughters~.』
In the place where the goddess left, only a single lily flower swayed gently.
As I was left alone in the inner world, fatigue struck me.
No matter how much grace there is for reincarnating me, isn’t this a bit too much?
No masochist in the world would be excited by this kind of shame.
A saint is said to be the daughter of a goddess.
Thanks to our goddess, who is capable of extremes, I gained one more worry.
『It’s really too much…』
