This choice: She revives the city and people for more fun, they can never escape her • Go Back...Chapter #30Under God Queen Chastity by: A former member When the goddess awoke so did her followers. Chastity was quite rough with her followers, not too rough obviously because there was no such thing for a goddess. As far as she was concerned it just meant her followers would have to be better prepared for her next indulgence. Still, she hadn't given them permission to actually drown in her lust or be ground within her so they weren't going to escape so easily. When she rose back up, in her shining wake the city was repaired and everyone was revived. ...Was that really all it took? Of course it was! God had no limits!
Mercifully the angelic goddess kept her great pleasures to rare, special events. It did not, however, allow people to relax around her. For all her greatness, the removal of pains, of weakness, the endless supplies of food and water, she accepted no resistance. She didn't even accept minor annoyances.
All her followers could do was pray to her and try to get as much of her favor as possible. That was why Marcus had been so desperate for a position in the temple. It was a trip into the dragon's lair, mere inches from untold wealth as well as certain doom. He had already received some blessings merely from being in the city, his body was sculpted and strong. His manhood had swollen with his prayers to become as thick and large as his forearm. The endless luxuries that flowed in the city had even allowed him to treat his skin with oils daily so that his skin glistened in the sun. Despite how overbearing Chastity was, Marcus and many others delighted in a far better life and, ever the flawed mortal he was, dreamed of even more.
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"Good morning, oh glorious one," beamed Marcus from down at the goddess's feet.
At thirty feet tall, her standard height, Chastity took her throne. She didn't grace Marcus with a reply and Marcus wasn't foolish enough to wait for one. Instead he immediately went to work the brazier. He had come to know her preferences and lined the great flame's rim with the best scented oils to fill the room with the sweet smell of flowers. It was a simple job, but one that allowed him to bask in the presence of the terrifying goddess. All he had to do was keep track of which ones he had laid out, rotate them through the day to make sure the sweet scents were always present, and not drop anything.
"Bring in the woman," she said.
A young woman was escorted by a pair of knights in shimmering white armor down the hall and would have been force to kneel on a ceremonial platform if she had not done so herself. Marcus gulped as he saw just how lovely she was with shimmering silver hair contrasting a deep tan skin. She was so petite yet her small top presented lovely rounded breasts. Long legged and just a little toned, a slinky beauty who prostrated herself before the goddess.
What happened next could have gone a few ways, but such a lovely creature was likely already in Chastity's graces. His guess turned out to be correct that this wasn't a judgement when the goddess smiled.
"Anna. You have shown proper devotion. I have called you here because I still have much work to do and you shall assist. Rise, more powerful, as one of my servants."
"Thank you, oh great one! T-thank-Ooooh-!"
The dark skinned beauty threw her head back with a barely contained squeak of delight. Marcus had seen it before, but it never stopped making him hard. He had to make sure his loin cloth was tightly tied to hide his arousal but this time it may have not been enough. Already beautiful, her body began to rise up so her writhing delight stretched past the knights next to her. Her hands ran along her strong yet slender curves as well as the swelled thickness of her breasts and rump all the while a pair of small white wings rose from her back and a delicate halo encircled her head in golden radiance.
She lifted off the ground from delight alone, continuing to twist in the air in a desperate attempt to feel every inch of her new body. She was nearly three times her original height, fifteen feet of perfectly sculpted female so she could tower over mortal men yet be towered over by Chastity. Anna was the next of the holy host, Chastity's mighty messengers, conquerors, and peace bringers. The greatest of gifts given to those most loyal to the goddess.
Marcus gulped and wished to be with the lovely angel. To bask in her presence and... and... He looked up and saw Chastity glancing down at him. Wish was prayer... He had just made a request of his goddess.
"Anna," said Chastity. "I have a specific mission for you, but first I have received a request." She turned her full gaze to Marcus, who instantly fell to the floor in submission. Perhaps it was the power of the dictaphone, that strange device that fueled her, but she felt a need to address prayers as often as she could, even if she did it in her own way. "This man here. His name is Marcus. ..."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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