Chapter 70 – Before and After (2) Saint of Zeus
A small theater made of marble.
A chair was placed in the middle, and a platinum-haired woman sat on her chair, holding a small child doll, and quietly opened her mouth to several women—or goddesses—looking around her.
“We’ve been taught that for a very long time. A woman is an accessory to a man. But that was obviously wrong. Hera, why?”
“Because men and women are equals who are bound by love, not dependent on anyone.”
Some of the goddesses agreed with Hera’s words.
However, the other goddesses, the goddesses who had never suffered from men, tilted their heads.
“I have a question. Aren’t we subordinate to Zeus?”
“That’s because Zeus is special. Just as Zeus is above everyone, Zeus is an exception. He was born as a man, but he is the only man on earth who can understand a woman’s heart.”
At this, everyone nodded.
“We are all saved by Zeus.”
Leah put her hands together and caressed her own baby doll.
“I was able to recover my lost children thanks to Zeus-sama. What did Zeus-sama bring back to you? What did Zeus-sama teach you? What did Zeus-sama tell you?”
“She taught me what a woman’s joy is. She taught me that a woman can feel true pleasure when she is lovingly mingled with the one she loves.”
“He taught us the awareness we should have as fellow titans. What we’ve been subjected to by men so far has been violent rape, and taught us the love-filled sex between a real man and a woman.”
“You brought me back to me that I had forgotten for so long. You made me realize that I am a woman, not a man’s wife or someone’s mother.”
One by one, the goddesses began to praise Zeus for his greatness.
“Ah, Zeus-sama…”
“A person who can’t even be compared to my ex-husband…!”
“I want to have sex with Zeus-sama.”
Someone revealed their true intentions.
Everyone in her cleared her throat as she noticed her, but everyone was thinking the same thing.
I want to do it with Zeus.
There was only one thing that could stop the goddesses who were inflamed with sexual desire, but even that became unusable as they became ‘pregnant’.
Rental Zeus.
It was proof of his fidelity to Zeus, but after the festival of victory, Zeus removed all the rental Zeus from the goddesses who had a crush on him.
– You can go wrong in giving birth to a child. I’ll go and fuck you whenever you want, so come visit me in my bed at night.
And now.
“Everyone wants to do the same thing with Zeus. Even I want to go and hug Zeus right now.
When Leah clapped her hands, the Hecatoncheires placed an object in front of the goddesses.
“Considering the child, it’s not okay to wear the Rental Zeus all the time. But it’s a different story with this ‘Dildo Zeus’ with the string part cut off from the Rental Zeus.”
“Lea-sama, how can I use this?”
“It’s simple. Epimetheus, demonstrate.”
As Rhea clapped her hands, Epimetheus quietly set his dildo Zeus down on the floor.
Steamed.
Then he squatted down and inserted the dildo into me.
“Huh…”
As if on a ride, he began to move his waist just as he had learned from Zeus.
It was obvious masturbation, but the goddesses gulped their saliva at the sight of putting something that looked just like Zeus’s under it and turning their backs.
“Your vagina needs to be trained in order to give birth well. I know this because I gave birth to five children of Zeus… When developed by Zeus, the child comes out very easily. So, we need to make sure that the child who will come out in the future can come out smoothly without getting sick.”
Everyone grabbed the dildo with hard faces.
For Zeus.
And for the children he will give birth to through Zeus.
“Of course, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. It’s good to wait for your turn and say you’ll train with the real Zeus-sama’s cock. Rather, Zeus-sama would want that.. .But, because of the current order, you’ll only be able to do it at least once every four days.”
A dildo is always for emergencies.
It is an emergency kit in case you can’t stand your turn.
“Do you understand, everyone. Having a child of Zeus is a blessing, and for us Titans, it will be the driving force to lead the future more beautifully. Sex, childbirth, and children will be the future.”
Leah put her hands together and prayed.
“For the great god of sex, Zeus.”
* * *
In the meantime, as if saying that I couldn’t get pregnant makes no sense, I impregnated all the goddesses who started to follow me wholeheartedly in our military camp.
Neptune, Hades, Hera, Demeter, Hestia.
Huh?
Isn’t Hestia a virgin?
That’s the original Bulfinch’s Grease, and in my K-Greece, Hestia is also pregnant.
Wouldn’t it be unfair if Hestia didn’t get pregnant when all the other sisters were pregnant?
Actually, I didn’t intentionally get her pregnant.
While just sounding the victory news and having a festival with nectar and ambrosia, the excitement naturally rose, and the Olympus goddesses held a Zeus challenge.
-The goddess Zeus collapses from exhaustion while having sex will be the winner of the day!
-Kyaaaaa!!
According to Hera’s words, I had sex with the goddesses while drunk.
In addition to my five siblings, my mother Leah, and of course my wives Metis and Themis…
Dione, Eurinome, Calliope, Mnemosyne, Nemesis, Selene, Eos, and many other goddesses shared affection.
Even the goddesses who had stomped me once and left opened their legs to me one more time to congratulate me on the victory, and the goddesses who had not accepted me before trembled at me and climbed on top of me when my victory became certain.
And, of course, the Zeus Challenge failed.
– Winner, Zeus.
Naturally I won.
The more I had sex, the stronger I became, and I was stronger than anyone else by absorbing the power of Squite that Cronus had.
The cock is not dead.
Although her body wasn’t enough, she moved three times faster than usual and violated the goddesses.
And she cum inside each and every one of them.
But doesn’t it mean that you can get pregnant right away by having a vagina?
But as for why they are all pregnant, the background has to do with my daughters, whom I am currently playing with.
“Kyaaaaa!”
Moira, the three destined goddesses of destiny, were delighted with my plane.
It hasn’t been long since I was born, but now I’m a child who can listen to her mother well and tell the bad guys apart.
“Dad, let’s play thread together!”
“Okay, what thread is this time?”
“Um… This thread! Voila!”
Moira’s first, Klotho, brought me a grayish thread.
In fact, it was rolled up on the outside of a sphere like an oval fruit, and the size was bigger than expected, like a soccer ball.
“Solve this and you’re done!”
“Yeah, yes.”
I grabbed the end of the thread.
“You can’t cut it in the middle! Then what’s inside will get hurt!”
“You have to take it slow! Dad’s good at it!”
“We’ll catch the ball, so just keep pulling!”
Moirai cheered me on.
The first, Clotho, caught and rolled the ball, the second, Lachesis, supported the thread in the middle, and the third, Atropos, put the thread I had spun on the spinning wheel.
“Guys.”
I wish this was a simple game…
“Doesn’t this thread somehow look like the hair of the goddess Styx?”
“…”
The three Moira sisters – Moirai – were silent.
The three of them just looked at me with warm eyes and continued unwinding the thread.
“It’s destiny, Dad.”
“I should have done that in moderation.”
“A pretty little sister will appear. Wow!”
The three goddesses of fate foretold my fate.
There were already numerous silk fabrics in the room for the three of them, and the colors were so colorful that it was impossible to name them all.
If I had to say a word, coincidentally, the number of goddesses I impregnated after winning the victory over Cronus and the ‘number of colors’ were the same.
The reason for adding four feet to the number of colors is because there are cases where two or three pieces of silk came out of one color.
“Really, I’m going crazy. Guys, can I ask you one question?”
“Yeah…I can’t say it myself…”
“Because Dad is special, wouldn’t it be okay?”
“Yes! Daddy is the great Zeus. Ask me anything!”
“How is your little brother?”
Moirai was silent at my question.
And she pointed to the threads they had woven into the same silk as the dress cloth in the circular ball of yarn.
“This is for women, Dad.”
“It’s easier to give up.”
“Your father is also hoping for a daughter rather than a son.”
“It’s not really like that. My dad doesn’t discriminate between men and women.”
I corrected the moirai’s misunderstanding with firm words.
“Both men and women are equal before Zeus, who gave them all.”
Equality is guaranteed.
“Appearance, innate strength, lineage, wealth, all of that is all different…But it’s the same to be born in this land as the same race, right? I mean…”
However, if you’re going to gain the upper hand, look at the game fair and square in bed.
“…It means that we should compete fairly on a stage where we can compete fairly and fairly. If you want to say that I’m better than you.”
Of course, this cannot be said in front of Moirai.
The three of them continued to unravel the threads the color of Styx’s hair and listened to me.
“Okay, I solved everything. Now what should I do?”
All the spheres colored with Styx’s hair were untied.
The ball of thread, which had been maintaining its circular shape, was all released as if the restraints had been lifted.
“Remove it and you’re done!”
“Congratulation!”
“This will be for women.”
Haha…”
Moirai did his best to inform me of my fate.
Although they are daughters, as they are the three goddesses of fate, their oracles never go astray.
Flutter, flutter.
An eagle flew in from afar and landed in front of me.
An eagle raised by Metis, he is a smart guy who delivers Metis’ words to me anytime, anywhere.
“Also.”
Fate is inevitable.
-The goddess Styx came to visit her mother her Leah.
I got another goddess pregnant.
“Come on, girls.”
“It’s okay, Dad! We can play by ourselves.”
“Thank you for coming today! I’ll pass it on to the Horai sisters as well.”
“Because we still have a lot of this… !”
“…”
Yet.
Behind Moirai was a pile of dozens, no hundreds—perhaps thousands of balls of thread.
Balls of thread that are white without any color yet, but look like they will someday become colored.
Its name is Destiny.
* * *
After a while
I came face-to-face with Styx, the goddess of gray hair.
“What’s up, Styx?”
“I’m pregnant, Zeus.”
“…Is it my child?”
“Of course. My husband, you dumped him in Tartarus.”
Fate was unavoidable.
Apparently, those who conceived my child were not limited to Olympus.
