Corruption of Space Time Goddess 01

|| -- Chapter 1 -- ||

Veranda, the Goddess of Time and Space, was bored.

She sat on a large marble throne, surrounded by endless stars and forgotten galaxies. Her throne rested upon an enormous mountain known as the Celestial Summit. Countless twinkling stars and nebulae lit up the navy blue sky around it, creating an unparalleled vista that could make a titan breathless. However, such sights no longer held her interest.

"This sucks... I'm so bored," Veranda said to herself, and she leaned on her hand, sighing. "Isn't there something fun to do?"

She turned her gaze toward her surroundings, eyeing the caldera around her throne, but there was nothing but loose boulders and craggy rocks. Despite the prestigious location of her domain, it had few visitors and even fewer sources of entertainment.

"Perhaps I should destroy this universe and rebuild it from scratch..." she mused aloud.

If she turned back time far enough, she could erase all of existence and restart the multiverse from the very beginning. It would kill all the mortal inhabitants, but a fresh start sounded like fun. She could go for a different aesthetic with the Celestial Summit, too. Instead of the eternal night sky, she could go for something more vibrant and less drab.

"Who am I kidding..." Veranda said to herself. "I've already done that a few thousand times, and it always ends up the same way. This boredom never ends!"

She felt like she would go crazy from how tiresome her existence had become, but just before she reverted the multiverse back to a seed, a voice called out to her.

"I hope I'm not intruding..." A portal opened in front of her throne, and a small imp hopped out. The imp looked around the Celestial Summit and whistled appreciatively. "What an interesting place this is."

"Hm? Oh, an imp..." Veranda scowled at the sight.

Imps were pesky creatures. From a blessing of the trickster god, Eris, imps had an annoying magic unique to their race. They could slip between spaces, worlds, and (occasionally) into the Celestial Summit. Every few centuries, she had to chase off some of the more adventurous imps that came crawling in.

"Allow me to introduce myself," the imp lowered her head and gave a flamboyant bow in front of Veranda. "My name is Trixie. I'm a new imp that wishes to pay her respects to the all-powerful Goddess of Time."

"I don't care what your name is; just get going. A lowly demon is of no interest to me." Veranda gave her a shooing motion, waving her away. "And I'm the Goddess of Space and Time, not just Time. Don't forget my full title."

"Of course..." The small imp bowed her head even further, but she didn't retreat from the throne room.

Veranda stared at her, tapping a finger on the marble armrest beside her, and her brow began to twitch with annoyance. If this imp understood her place, why didn't she leave? Was this lowly creature mocking her? Surely it understood the restraint she had shown by not deleting it from existence when it first appeared.

"What do you think you're doing here, imp?" Veranda fixed an icy stare down at the creature, and all the air within several miles of the celestial summit lowered by a dozen degrees. "Who gave you permission to enter my domain?"

"Trixie," the imp said without looking up.

"What?" Veranda's scowl deepened, and her knuckles went white as she gripped the armrest of her throne. She had vowed not to interfere with mortal creatures, but that had its limits. If this imp was going to be so disrespectful, she'd return it to a pile of primordial goo.

"My name is Trixie," the imp said. "You don't need to call me 'imp' because my name is Trixie."

"Your name is irrelevant." Veranda shook her head in exasperation. "After you leave here, I'll forget you exist. There's no need for me to learn your name."

"Is that so?" Trixie raised her head from the exaggerated bow and smiled up at Veranda. "How about a wager, then? If I win, you'll have to use my name when speaking to me, and you'll remember it for all eternity."

Imps were a sneaky type of demon, and Veranda knew they weren't to be trusted. They loved setting up carefully worded 'wagers' or 'contracts' to ensure they always came out on top. However, that was only because they were the weakest of all demons. If they had true strength, they wouldn't need such underhanded tactics.

"Let's see what we're working with..." Veranda narrowed her eyes at the small imp, and a holographic screen appeared in front of her eyes.

[ Trixie (Lesser Imp) ]

As a goddess, she could analyze the smaller demon with a glance, but when she saw the results of her analysis, Veranda burst out laughing. What she thought was an imp had only been a 'lesser imp' all along. The little demon wasn't even a full-fledged demon.

"Hahaha," Veranda shook her head, shoulders heaving. "Very well. I'll make a wager with you. If you can entertain me, I'll submit and call you by your name. However, I doubt a low-demon could manage that."

Trixie bowed her head, remaining courteous despite the jabs. "We'll see about that."

|| -- Chapter 2 -- ||

Several minutes later, Veranda stepped out of a portal and into a lush forest. Sunlight streamed down through the canopy and cast puddles of light around her feet. Veranda nodded appreciatively at the beautiful scenery. It was suitable for a royal goddess such as herself.

"So, this is your challenge, then?" Veranda asked, and she glanced to her side.

"That's right." Trixie stepped out of a portal of her own, coming out beside Veranda. "If you escape this forest in one piece, I'll admit defeat."

Now that they were closer, Veranda inspected the lesser imp more closely. Like all demons, Trixie had silky black hair, but it was in an ugly bowl cut. Her long, horizontal bangs hung low in front of her eyes, making it difficult to discern where she was looking or the full breadth of her expression.

Veranda couldn't read the imp's emotions, especially with those dark bangs covering her eyes, but she had nothing to worry about. Imps were the weakest type of demons, and a lesser imp was even weaker.

To illustrate this, Trixie's chest was small and barely qualified as B cups. Demons usually prided themselves on having large breasts, yet Trixie wore only a thin sash around her chest. It barely covered her nipples, and it made her lack of a bosom especially conspicuous.

Veranda couldn't help smirking at the sight, and she scoffed internally. Unlike demons, she held no fascination with bust sizes, but even she had magically enchanted her chest to a respectable D cup. Her large breasts were perfectly sculpted and honed over countless timelines. Compared to the imp's puny chest, she could stand tall and proud with her shoulders back.

As always, Veranda wore no clothes or underwear. She boldly displayed her breasts and body for all to see. Where Trixie wore black panties and the dark sash around her chest, Veranda stood confidently in the nude, smirking down at the smaller demon.

"Your challenge is far too easy," Veranda said, and she flipped her golden hair over her shoulder haughtily. "Escaping a single forest is easy for a goddess. I can just teleport out, after all."

"Oh, but that's against the rules." Trixie shook her head, and her eyes glinted beneath her long bangs. "To make this challenge interesting, you must take on the body and mind of a mortal. Otherwise, it wouldn't be any fun, would it?"

"Hm? You didn't mention these rules before, but very well." Veranda's confident smirk remained unfazed. "Even with those restrictions, this won't be much of a challenge. My divine form and abilities are only one aspect of my limitless powers."

Veranda snapped her fingers, and her body shined with a bright light, transforming her into a human. After the shining light faded, she looked the same, but she was vastly weaker than before. Of course, she was still stronger than any mortal. Even if she took on a human body, that didn't mean she couldn't make herself the strongest human to walk the mortal planes.

"Analyze," she said under her breath, casting a spell to analyze herself.

[ Veranda (Goddess of Time and Space) (Human) ] [ Status Effects: None. ] [ Equipment: None. ] [ Power Level: Infinite. ]

She nodded to herself, confirming that she was still omnipotent. Her body and mind were human, but that didn't mean she couldn't use her divine powers. Even if she wasn't allowed to use them in the wager, she still needed to ascend back to divinity, after all.

"It seems you're ready to start," Trixie said with a smile, seemingly oblivious to the infinite power that still dwelled in Veranda's human form. "I will retreat to observe from a distance. Have fun."

The form of the small imp burst into smoke, and she disappeared into thin air. Veranda frowned at the sight, as she didn't think a lesser imp would have more than one magic spell. For her to conjure an interdimensional portal and use an intradimensional retreat spell, it put her at the upper limits of what could be considered a lesser imp. However, an imp was still an imp, Veranda thought to herself.

"I'll show her the terror of challenging a goddess. Once I finish this wager, I'll make her regret her disrespectful behavior." Veranda smiled to herself and headed off into the forest. She wandered between the trees while imagining all the existential horror she could inflict upon the weak little demon.

The forest looked similar to one you could find on any arboreal world. The dark green canopy cast shadows over the forest floor and gave plenty of shade from the harsh sun. A light breeze whistled between the leafy foliage and gave a blessed relief from the otherwise warm and muggy summer air.

However, if there was one unique trait to the forest, it would be the lack of bugs and critters. Unlike a normal forest, there was no chirp of birds or buzz of insects. It was completely silent except for Veranda's footsteps and the rustle of branches in the wind.

Veranda noticed none of these details, of course. She was so sure of her superiority and her ability to complete the simple wager; she didn't bother giving her surroundings a second look or listening to the rustle of branches.

"I wonder which torture I should perform on that little imp first," Veranda mused aloud. "If anything, her punishment will provide me with a few centuries of entertainment. Of that, I can be glad..."

She laughed to herself, still not paying attention to her surroundings. She had her head so far in the clouds; she didn't notice the bush rustling behind her. As she wandered through the forest, a lone tentacle crawled out from the underbrush and inched closer to her.

Normally, one would never walk through a forest in the nude, and especially not the dreaded Forest of Pleasure, renowned for its lewd creatures. However, she was a goddess, and a vain one at that. She couldn't bear any scrap of cloth covering her body, let alone clothes. So Veranda continued walking through the forest, completely naked and unaware of the tentacle stalking behind her.

As the tentacle slithered closer to her, it secreted a powerful aphrodisiac along its length. A single drop would be enough to drive a human mad with lust, and its entire body glistened with the pink fluid. However, Veranda continued walking on, blissfully unaware of the tentacle as it got even closer.

When it reached the spot directly behind her feet, it prepared to strike, coiling up in the grass. A single touch would deliver the venomous kiss of ecstasy from its potent secretions. However, right before it jumped at her, Veranda's eyes glinted and a smile spread to her lips.

"Is this meant to surprise me?" She asked aloud.

The tentacle jumped at her, wrapping around her thigh and rubbing its slimy body over her leg. The pink secretions dripped down her skin, and a rivulet of it ran down her inner thigh. However, she had no reaction to it.

"Sensation blocking," Veranda said as she stared down at the tentacle, shaking her head. "You're gonna have to do better than that."

[ Status: Sensation Blocking. The user blocks all sensations from their body and can no longer feel any of their senses except sight and hearing. ]

The tentacle continued to rub against her sex and pushed its head between her labia, grinding against her opening directly, but Veranda didn't even blush. She stared down at the creature with a smile of pity and shook her head. Even as the potent aphrodisiacs of its slime coated her skin, it didn't affect her in the slightest.

"Sorry, but I'm not so weak that I'd lose to a tentacle." Veranda grabbed the creature, pulling it off of her and tossing it against a tree. "Try again after a couple trillion years."

Veranda strode off through the forest, not even looking back. Even if she was in a human body, and even if she'd lowered her infinite intellect to only that of a superhuman, she wasn't about to lose to some magical monsters. A lone tentacle was even weaker than a lesser imp, after all.

|| -- Chapter 3 -- ||

"Oh? And what are you supposed to be?" Veranda tilted her head, staring at a peculiar tentacle.

It hung from a tree branch and was made of many thin arms branching out from each other. Two of the tentacle arms had rounded tips with a glass marble affixed to their ends. Veranda stared at the peculiar tentacle and analyzed the creature.

[ Unnamed Tentacle #21 ]

"Hm, that's strange. My analysis isn't telling me much..." Veranda continued staring at the creature, only a few inches away from it.

As she stared, the two arms with glass marbles on their tips rose to her chest. The crystal-like spheres glowed a bright pink, and they poured the light down onto her breasts. Veranda glanced down, staring at the tentacle arms and wondering what their strange pink light would do.

[ Status: Breast Enlargement. The target's breasts are enlarged magically. ]

[ Status: Nipple Sensitivity. The target's nipples double in sensitivity. ]

[ Status: Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts). The erogenous zone of the target's breasts becomes more intense and is easier to activate. ]

"Oh, I see." Veranda smiled as the status effects activated on her body.

Her breasts grew a cup size, and her nipples visibly stiffened. If she didn't have her sensation-blocking magic, she might be in trouble, but for a goddess like her, it was nothing to worry about. Once she got out of the forest, she could always reverse the effects without ever having to experience the vulgar status effects the tentacle had placed on her body.

"So these marbles on the end of the tentacles are magical foci," she said to herself and nodded. "How curious for a lowly tentacle to use magic. This forest is a little more interesting, at least, and I can't say I'm displeased with the results, either."

She cupped her bulging breasts, squeezing them in her hands. Her usual D cups satisfied her, but the feel of the E cups was even better. Veranda squeezed them with a smirk and looked back up at the tentacle.

"Why don't you keep going?" She asked the tentacle, and she stepped closer to the tentacle, giving it better access to her newly enlarged breasts. "I bet if you get me up to a G cup, that pesky imp will fall into an even deeper despair."

If she finished the wager with breasts even larger than when she started, it would put that impertinent imp in her place. For a demon, a difference in breast size was everything. Entire nations were destroyed by demons fighting over who had the largest chests.

The tentacle in front of her hesitated, as if put off by her sudden forwardness, but it reached forward again, shining the pink light on her breasts and nipples once more. With her prompting, the tentacles reactivated their magic and reapplied the effects over and over. Veranda waited patiently, smiling at the sight while the nameless tentacle applied its magic.

[ Breast Enlargement reached level 4. ]

[ Nipple Sensitivity reached level 8. ]

[ Erogenous Zone Expansion level 12. ]

[ Status: Breast Slave. The pleasure from the target's breasts is increased tenfold. Stimulation of the nipples dramatically increases submissiveness. ]

"Much better," Veranda said to herself. The side effects had built up faster than the breast enlargement, but she didn't have to worry about such things. "My sensation-blocking magic blocks all stimulation, so those won't affect me. Besides, a few side effects will be worth seeing the look of despair on that pathetic imp's face."

She grasped her large, heaving breasts in her hands, giggling to herself and groping them. They were far bigger than any reasonable goddess would make them, but the H cups looked great on her. They would surely make the lowly imp jealous.

"Thanks for your hard work, nameless tentacle." Veranda released her breasts and smiled at the tentacle. "How about I reward you for your efforts?"

Raising one hand, she blew a kiss at the tentacle. However, since she still had limitless power, the air kiss sent the tentacle flying. It was yanked off the branches of the tree and flew far into the distance, landing in some underbrush. She watched it go with a smile and then turned on her heel.

"Let's see what else this forest has in store, shall we? If I can find more of these unique monster specimens, it might entertain me after all."

Veranda headed off through the forest, wandering through the trees. She hummed to herself, and, despite her initial sour mood, she felt her spirits lifting.

Even in all her millennia as a goddess, she had never heard of such a lowly monster using magic. Lesser imps, who were the lowest of the low, could barely use magic. That meant these tentacles were even stronger than that small imp that brought her here.

It made sense for Trixie to take her to a place with stronger monsters than herself. However, whether it be by chance or her own luck, she had taken Veranda to a forest with monsters she had never encountered before. Her spirits continued to rise as she thought about what other unique monsters it had in store for her, and she eventually came to a wide-open grass field.

On the field, a lone tentacle monster prowled across it.

Veranda stopped at the edge of the meadow, narrowing her eyes at the sight of the tentacle. For a few moments, she considered continuing her search elsewhere, as it looked fairly ordinary, but she noticed something off about the tentacle. Just like the one hanging from the tree, it had two small arms extending out of it with marble-like foci on their ends.

"I wonder if it has the same magic as the previous one?" Veranda stepped into the meadow, approaching the tentacle creature. "Hey there, you little cutie. Would you mind showing me your magic?"

The tentacle creature was a mess of many thin, small tentacles. The appendages were so dense it was impossible to tell from where they came, if they were even one cohesive monster, or just many smaller tentacles in a pile. Each one reached out, flailing in the air and dragging its body across the grass, aiming towards the tree line in the distance.

When she stepped up to it, however, the creature turned towards her, and the two tentacles with marble foci faced her at the same time. They looked almost like eyes, peering at her, and the two tentacle arms rose and fell, as if scanning her nude form.

"What's wrong? Do you need me to get a little closer?" Veranda stepped up to it, crouching down to look at the tentacle closer. In the worst case, it would just make her breasts even larger, or so she thought.

As she crouched in front of the tentacle monster, the glass foci glowed a bright pink, and twin lasers shot out of them. Before she could react, the pink lasers shot forward and hit her crotch, sealing her fate.

[ Status: Instant Orgasm. The target reaches climax immediately. ]

[ Status: Clitoris Enlargement: The target's clitoris engorges with blood and expands slightly. ]

"What the?!" Veranda's knees shook, and she fell back, landing on her butt. The instant the pink lasers hit her crotch, a trembling motion ran through her entire body, and her thighs clenched together reflexively. "Instant orgasm? That's not fair..."

Even if she couldn't feel it, a slight blush pinkened Veranda's cheeks. She could only watch helplessly as her mons twitched uncontrollably and her legs shook from the orgasm. All the strength left her body as the climax washed through her, and she took a heaving breath.

"That's nasty magic, even for a tentacle," Veranda said. "You're testing your luck. For a dumb creature like you to bring me to my knees--"

[ Instant Orgasm. ]

[ Clitoris Enlargement reached level 2. ]

Veranda's words caught in her throat as another orgasm wracked her body. The pink lasers hit her clit, and a visible squirt shot out of her pussy. Even if she couldn't feel the orgasm, her body reacted on its own, hips bucking and thighs trembling as the waves of climax washed through her.

[ Instant Orgasm. ]

[ Clitoris Enlargement reached level 3. ]

[ Status: Clitoris Sensitivity. The target's clitoris sensitivity is doubled. ]

Over and over, the pink lasers shot down onto the top of her slit, and her breathing came ragged, cheeks flushing. She saw her clitoris engorge enough for the hood to peek out from between her labia, and the sight sent a shiver down Veranda's spine.

"That's not befitting of a goddess..." she said under her breath, but her words came weakly. After three orgasms, it felt like she was losing control of her body.

Behind her, she propped herself up with her arms, but even they trembled. Her arms threatened to give way, and her massive, heaving chest betrayed her own nervousness. Veranda swallowed dryly, but she was so startled by the turn of events, she couldn't think of what to do.

[ Instant Orgasm. ]

[ Clitoris Enlargement reached level 4. ]

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 2. ]

The tentacle monster, which was only a foot tall, shouldn't have been an issue for her. It was barely large enough to reach her knees, but now that she was sitting on her butt, it felt much larger than before. Over and over, it continued shooting the pink lasers at her clit, and Veranda stared at it with wide eyes.

[ Instant Orgasm. ]

[ Clitoris Enlargement reached level 5. ]

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 3. ]

"What do you think you're doing? I'm a goddess, you know!" A stutter entered her voice, and the last of Veranda's strength left her arms, causing her to fall back into the grass behind her. "You won't get away with this disrespect. Ah--"

[ Instant Orgasm. ]

[ Clitoris Enlargement reached level 6. ]

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 4. ]

Even if she couldn't feel the orgasms, her body was wracked with a sixth climax, and it made an inelegant noise escape her mouth. Whether it was from the orgasms or her own embarrassment at the noise, a deep red flush filled Veranda's cheeks, and it spread up to her ears.

However, the longer she hesitated, the more aggressive the tentacle monster got. It crawled up her legs, pulling its slimy body over her lower half. Veranda stared down at it with wide eyes, blushing, but another orgasm wracked her body as its mass of appendages crawled over her legs.

"Wait... That one wasn't from the lasers," she said under her breath, and she shuddered. A thin tentacle had reached up, and it had a small hole at the end. As she watched, it enveloped her clit and sucked on the sensitive, swollen button. "Why am I coming? The sensation-blocking magic should suppress non-magical orgasms..."

Veranda stared down at the thin tentacle at her clit. In the back of her mind, she considered the possibility that her clit was simply that sensitive. If the stimulation was strong enough, perhaps it might send her into orgasm even if the sensations never reached her mind, but that was crazy.

"Just how sensitive has this body grown...?" she asked under her breath. "Mn--!"

[ Nipple Sensitivity reached level 9. ]

[ Status: Nipple Enlargement. The target's nipples engorge and expand slightly. ]

The tentacle monster completely enveloped her hips, and the two magical foci shot pink lasers down onto her nipples. As Veranda lay there, she watched her nipples stiffen to their limits and expand past them. The sight made her pause, and another inelegant noise escaped her lips.

"This is completely disrespectful!" Veranda pushed through the trembling waves of orgasmic pleasure, and she raised her voice in indignation. "For you to disfigure my body so--"

[ Nipple Sensitivity reached level 10. ]

[ Nipple Enlargement reached level 2. ]

The tentacle monster shot another beam of twin lasers down onto her nipples, and Veranda's words caught in her throat. Even without the 'instant orgasm' magic, her back arched and hips bucked off the grassy meadow ground. Her mind went blank, and despite not being able to feel the pleasure of the climax, she moaned and squirted out into the mess of tentacles on her hips.

"What is this..." Veranda said under her breath. "My body's moving on its own!"

Over and over, the orgasms wracked her body, and she began to twist and squirm. With every strike of the lasers on her nipples, her body felt even weaker. The most she could do was vainly grasp at the tentacles on her crotch, panting for breath and blushing fiercely.

[ Nipple Sensitivity reached level 13. ]

[ Nipple Enlargement reached level 5. ]

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 5. ]

Eventually, Veranda lost the strength to even react to the orgasms. The lasers continued to hit her nipples, and the thin suckling tentacle continued to tease at her clit. Despite blocking all the sensations from her body, a deep flushing heat filled her cheeks, and her hips twitched uncontrollably.

|| -- Chapter 4 -- ||

"Is it over?" Veranda asked.

The tentacle monster slipped off her lower half and crawled away. Perhaps it was bored, or it had some other obligations to fulfill, but Veranda thanked her divine stars that it had lost interest. While panting for breath, she pushed herself up to a sitting position.

"Analyze..." she said under her breath.

[ Veranda (Goddess of Time and Space) (Human) ] [ Equipment: None. ] [ Power Level: Weakened. ] [ Status Effects: Sensation Blocking, Nipple Sensitivity 13, Nipple Enlargement 5, Breast Enlargement 4, Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts) 12, Breast Slave 1, Clitoris Expansion 6, Clitoris Sensitivity 5 ]

"What a fearsome forest... to bring a goddess like me to her knees. I will need to be more careful from now on," Veranda said to herself. She frowned at the status screen, and her blushing cheeks grew even redder as she thought about how the tentacle had dominated her, but at least it was over.

"So, how are you enjoying our wager?" Trixie appeared in front of her, smiling down at Veranda. "Are you entertained?"

"Who would be entertained by such vulgar creatures?!" Veranda's eyes shot open in surprise, and she jumped to her feet. "You have a terrible sense of humor, imp."

"That's too bad. If you were entertained, we could call it my win here and end the game now. That's what our real wager is about, isn't it? All you want is to be entertained. Whether you escape the forest is irrelevant."

"Hmph, as if I'd be entertained by some tentacles." Veranda scowled at the lesser imp. Half of her wanted to end the game now, but that would be the same as admitting defeat. "I'll escape this forest and prove you wrong. A lowly imp like yourself isn't worth acknowledging."

"That's your choice to make." Trixie's smirk grew wider, and she faded into a cloud of smoke. "I hope you don't come to regret that decision."

An ethereal giggle echoed around her, and Veranda narrowed her eyes. However, she refused to be cowed. After Trixie disappeared into smoke, she turned on her heel and headed back into the forest.

"The only one who will regret this is you," she said under her breath.

In fact, it was impossible for her to regret anything. As the Goddess of Time and Space, she could easily go back and undo anything she regretted. It was a nasty tactic, but she could travel to a point when their wager hadn't been placed. That's what it meant to be a Goddess of Time, after all. If she didn't like the results of her decisions, she could always change them.

Veranda walked through the forest while planning all the ways she would punish the unruly imp. She could turn back time and prevent her from being born, or perhaps she would allow the little demon to be hatched but force her to go through an unspeakable upbringing.

She laughed to herself, and she was so preoccupied by her thoughts, she didn't notice the tentacle monster in the middle of the path. A mass of tentacles stood between two trees, waiting by the side of the game trail she was taking. As she walked by it, the tentacle jumped and wrapped its slimy appendages over her nude body.

"What the--!?" Veranda stiffened, and a deep blush filled her cheeks.

Before she could push it away, its tentacles slid between her labia and ground against her enlarged clit. Another of its two appendages met her nipples and enveloped them in tiny suckling mouths. With her increased sensitivity and bad statuses affecting those points, her body instantly toppled into orgasm.

"Wait... This is too sudden..." Veranda said under her breath. "This mortal body is too weak, dammit!"

Her legs trembled, and she fell to her knees. With two hands, she tried grasping at the mass of tentacles, but they wrapped around her body tight, and her arms shook from the intense orgasm. Even if she couldn't feel the orgasm, it didn't stop it from affecting her body. Her hips bucked back and forth, and her heart pounded in her ears. As she vainly grasped at the tentacles around her body, they sent her into one climax after another, flicking over her clit and sucking on her nipples.

"I'm a goddess! I won't lose against some lowly tentacles..." Even as her cheeks burned from embarrassment and her thighs trembled from the intense stimulation of her clit and nipples, she forced her goddess powers to activate. "I won't let you cow me for a second time!"

A glowing light filled her body, and her divine strength briefly returned. During that time, she grasped the mass of tentacles and tossed them aside, sending the mess of appendages flying deep into the forest. As it hit the ground, the monster split up into the smaller tentacles, and each one scattered off into the underbrush.

"Jeez, this forest is truly something..." Veranda said and shook her head. "To force me to use my divine power, these tentacles might be more dangerous than they look."

Despite winning, her expression soured. She had vowed not to use her divine powers for the challenge, and by using them, she'd practically forfeit the challenge. However, the lesser imp didn't come to make fun of her or to accuse her of cheating.

The silent forest made no judgment on her use of her divine powers. The only sound was the rustle of tree branches in the wind. Veranda looked around, still expecting the lesser imp to reappear and claim her victory. However, such events never came to be.

"Well, it's not my fault if that imp didn't notice," Veranda said under her breath, and she shrugged to herself. "I guess I got lucky this time."

Little did she know, one tentacle had stayed behind. When she pulled the mass of tentacles off her body, an adventurous appendage had held onto her body, refusing to be pulled away. Even as she gave a sigh of relief at not being caught, the lone tentacle crawled up between her legs and plunged inside her ass.

A coating of pink aphrodisiac covered its body and provided excellent lubricant. The tentacle was over an inch thick, but it easily pushed into her rear, sinking deep into her ass. The sudden thrust of the tentacle would have normally made her yelp in surprise, but Veranda didn't even blink as it penetrated her. With her sensation-blocking spell still activated, she didn't even register the intrusion.

[ Status: Aphrodisiac Permeation. The target grows increasingly aroused from an intense aphrodisiac. ]

[ Status: Anal Sensitivity. The target becomes more receptivity to anal sex. ]

"Hm?" Veranda noticed the two status windows popping up, and she glanced at them. "Did those tentacles do something before I pulled them off?"

She reached behind herself, spreading one cheek and glancing over her shoulder. However, the angle made it difficult to see, and the tip of the tentacle tail slipped into her at the last moment, hiding its presence entirely. Without the ability to feel the fullness of it inside her butt, there was no way for her to detect the tentacle.

"Whatever," Veranda said and shrugged.

The additional effects couldn't get past her sensation-blocking magic. Aphrodisiacs were meaningless if she couldn't feel her body, and 'anal sensitivity' was just as laughable of a status effect. Even if she didn't have magic cutting off her sensations, there was no way she'd be receptive to anal sex. A goddess like her was above sexual urges, and least of all, in a vulgar place like her ass.

Veranda continued through the forest, but even as she put the new status effects out of her mind, the tentacle in her butt continued to secrete the pink aphrodisiac. It coated her insides, and the powerful drug entered her bloodstream, getting pumped into every corner of her body.

The blush in her cheeks grew into a crimson red, and wetness ran down between her legs, but Veranda was oblivious to it all. Her sensation-blocking magic cut off all stimuli from her body, including arousal. Even as her pussy clenched and twitched with sexual desire, she remained completely unaware.

After a while, the tentacle pulled out of her ass and began thrusting in and out, fucking her as she walked, but she still had no way of noticing it. Even as its pink aphrodisiac coated her opening and caused her to clench down around the thick tentacle, her mind remained oblivious to the anal fucking she was receiving behind her.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 2. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 2. ]

"Hm?" Veranda came to a stop next to a tree, and she glanced down at the two status windows. "Why did those effects increase, I wonder?"

She looked back over her shoulder, but the tentacle thrust its full length inside her, hiding at the last moment. Just as its tail slipped in between her cheeks and it nestled its girthy length into her ass, she twisted around to look at her ass.

"There's nothing there, right...?" She grabbed a handful of her right butt cheek, spreading it again, but she still couldn't see anything. "Perhaps it's a latent effect of running into those tentacles from earlier."

After the mass of tentacles latched onto her, they had left a smearing of pink aphrodisiac over her chest, belly, and crotch. Her body was strong enough to resist most toxins, but with this much covering her, it wouldn't have been unusual for some of it to build up in her system.

"Perhaps I'll use magic to wash myself off," Veranda said to herself. However, before she could summon a ball of water, she noticed the gurgle of a stream nearby.

On the opposite side of the tree she stopped next to, she spotted flashes of water glinting with reflections of the midday sun. The noise and light caught her attention, and she stared at it with interest. With her goddess-level vision, she spotted the source of the glimmering reflections: a pool of water at the base of a small cliff.

"Well, isn't that perfect timing?" Veranda said to herself, and she smiled. "Finally, something good in this lewd forest. I swear, for a moment there, I thought this forest would only have a bunch of lewd monsters in it."

She wandered off the game trail and towards the sound of gurgling water. On the other side of the trees, she found a clearing with a waterfall leading into a medium-sized pond. The water flowed out one side, so it wasn't stagnant, and with the clear aqua-blue surface of the water glimmering in the sun, Veranda's smile widened.

"How beautiful! This bath is more than suitable for a goddess like me. What was I thinking by trying to use magic to clean myself off? A proper bath is much superior, of course."

Veranda stepped into the crystal-clear pond, and she gave a sigh of relief. Since she was naked, there was no need to strip off any pesky clothes, and she waded into the deeper part of the pool, letting the water rise to her hips.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 3. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 3. ]

Veranda frowned as the status effects continued to accumulate and two new notification windows appeared before her. "Yeah, yeah. I know. I gotta get this pink stuff off of me, right?"

She scooped up water and poured it on the tentacle secretions covering her breasts and abdomen. However, it was futile. Even as she washed away the pink aphrodisiac, more of it was secreted directly into her ass. The tentacle nestled in her butt continued to produce more of it, and it released it directly inside her body.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 4. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 4. ]

"I got all of it, didn't I...?" Veranda's brow furrowed as the two status effects continued to increase.

She continued rubbing her chest and belly, trying to get off any traces of the pink liquid. However, the more vigorously she rubbed, the more red her cheeks became. Despite being unable to feel the stimuli from her breasts, the 'Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts)' was still present.

Every stray touch on her chest further increased her body's out-of-control arousal. When she went to rub underneath her breasts, pulling them up to rub the spot on the underside of her cleavage, her pussy began twitching out of control. Even without her mind experiencing the intense pleasure brought on by her status effects, her body rose to the brink of orgasm.

"Is there still some on these dumb nipples, I wonder?" Veranda brushed over the tall stiffness of her nipples, trying to wash them off. However, her body was already on the brink of orgasm, and it pushed her over the edge.

"Ah--!" She let out an unceremonious cry of surprise.

Her legs clenched together, and the twitching contractions rippled through her lower half. Despite not feeling the orgasm, Veranda's balance wavered, and she fell into the water, getting dunked up to her shoulders. In an instant, she found herself up to her chin in the crystal clear water, gasping for breath.

"I swear! This mortal body is broken." Veranda shouted out, and her ears burned with embarrassment. "When I get out of this forest, I'm gonna punish that impertinent imp even more..."

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 5. ]

Even as her body was racked by the nipple orgasm, the tentacle in her ass continued to secrete aphrodisiacs, and it leapt at the opportunity of her vulnerable position. The thick tentacle thrust in and out of her ass, pounding more of the invisible pleasure into her defenseless body.

"I already washed off the aphrodisiac..." Veranda stared at the status screen, shaking her head. "How is that effect still increasing?"

It felt like her face would catch on fire from the sheer humiliation of her situation. Even after washing off the pink secretions from her body, she had fallen into the water, and her anal sensitivity was still increasing on its own.

If she glanced down, she might have spotted the thick tentacle thrusting in and out of her ass. If she allowed even a sliver of her true body's sensations through, she would have felt the tentacle as it ravaged her ass. However, she was far too frustrated to bother with such things anymore.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 5. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 6. ]

"I don't care! I don't care anymore. La la la la..." Veranda shook her head, and she swam to the edge of the pool. "Those effects don't even work on me, so I'm just gonna ignore them!"

She turned over and lay back, leaning against the rocky wall lining the border of the pool. With her body still submerged in the water and only her face and breasts floating on top of the surface, she closed her eyes, trying her best to relax. After all, if she couldn't see the status effects increasing, was it really of any concern to her how high they rose?

Besides sight, the only other sense she had available was her hearing, and the calming sound of the waterfall was all she could hear. It splashed in the distance, creating a pleasant background noise that eased her worries. Between the waterfall and the rustle of wind through the canopy of the forest, Veranda's plan to relax gradually worked.

Her expression softened as she lay there, soaking in the crystal-clear water around her. However, she wasn't alone, and the mysterious source of the two new status effects was the least of her worries. Even if she didn't have the tentacle thrusting in and out of her ass, the pool had another inhabitant that she hadn't noticed.

Beneath the surface of the water, a small blue slime glided through the water. It tasted the sweat and arousal she had washed off, and like a bee drawn to a flower's nectar, the blue slime swam up to Veranda's crotch.

Even without the sensation-blocking magic, the slime would have been difficult to detect.

As it reached her mons, it slowed down. The body of the slime had the same density as the water, and it lapped at her labia softly, no stronger than an eddy through the water. From above, the blue slime blended perfectly into the water, too. It was barely visible as a translucent smudge beneath the rippling surface.

Even if she hadn't had her eyes closed, there was no way for her to notice the slime, but her oblivious state didn't help her either.

The small slime grew more bold as Veranda gave no sign of reaction. It licked at her slit with stronger strokes and dipped between her lips. Before long, the creature wrapped its soft, gelatinous body around her clit, and it rubbed itself against the throbbing button between her legs.

With the sensitivity enhancements to her clitoris and the reckless amount of aphrodisiacs pumping through her bloodstream, even that gentle suckling sent her body over the edge. Her pussy clenched reflexively, and her knees drew together, rubbing her thighs over one another.

"Mngh..." A sigh escaped her lips as the orgasm washed through her. Of course, she still couldn't feel a thing, and she chalked up the strange moan to how pleasantly relaxed she was. With the gurgle of the waterfall and the gentle wind rustling the foliage of the forest, the natural soundscape continued to lull her mind into a false sense of security.

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 6. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 7. ]

Between the blue slime at her clit and the tentacle in her ass, the two creatures pushed her into one orgasm after another. She lay there, smiling to herself as her body twisted and writhed beneath the surface. Even as one climax sent waves of pleasure twitching through her pussy, the next would come up from behind it and send her into another dizzying orgasm.

[ Status: Orgasm Addiction. A single orgasm no longer satisfies the target. Libido heightens after climax, causing an intense desire for additional orgasms. ]

Veranda's lips parted, and she swallowed dryly. Despite being surrounded by the clear blue pool, her throat grew dry as the continuous orgasms washed through her. The pounding in her chest only grew louder with each passing moment, and her cheeks turned as bright as a tomato.

Beneath the waves of the water, her hips bucked up and down endlessly, and her thighs grinded against one another, eking out what little extra pleasure they could. Despite her mind being completely unaware of the orgasms, the endless climaxes ravaged her body with waves of pleasure.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 6. ]

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 11. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 12. ]

"Ugh... I'm so thirsty," Veranda said to herself. Only after dozens of orgasms had wracked her body did she finally stir from her rest.

She opened her eyes, blinking and looking around the pond. With what little strength she had left, she pulled herself out of the water, sitting up on the ledge.

"Hm? Why are my hands shaking?" She asked and held a hand in front of her. It trembled ever so slightly, and she frowned at the sight. However, the sources of her trembling had long since hidden themselves.

When she stirred, the tentacle nestled itself back inside her ass, and the blue slime slipped inside her pussy, taking a spot opposite of the tentacle. The two filled her most sensitive parts, but her sensation blocking ensured she wouldn't notice either of them.

"Perhaps it's just the cold," she said and shrugged. "This water is probably chilly. There's nothing strange about shivering after leaving the bath."

Veranda nodded to herself, and she tried to stand up. However, her legs shook even harder than her hands. They felt like jelly as her knees trembled and the aftershocks of the orgasms continued to twitch through her pussy. However, to her unaware mind, it just looked like a little fatigue.

"I better hurry and finish the wager," Veranda said to herself. "This mortal body is at its limits. I never expected to run into this body's limits so quickly, but that's what it means to be human, I suppose."

She took a few hesitant steps across the grass before finding her balance. In the back of her mind, she could still remember Trixie's warning and how she said she might come to regret her decision to continue playing the game, but Veranda pushed away the unpleasant memories. There was no way she would lose to some lesser imp after all.

|| -- Chapter 5 -- ||

"What is it now?" Veranda shook her head as a new set of status windows appeared in front of her. She hadn't made it more than a hundred meters when they appeared.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 7. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 13. ]

[ Status: Vaginal Sensitivity. The target becomes more receptive to sexual pleasure. ]

[ Status: Womb Sensitivity. The target's abdomen and womb become more receptive to stimulation. ]

As she walked, the tentacle in her ass had continued fucking her, thrusting in and out of her butt, and the blue slime secreted its own aphrodisiacs, increasing her vaginal and womb sensitivity.

If she hadn't had sensation-blocking magic, she would have felt her belly grow warm and fuzzy as the status effects took effect. However, to her oblivious mind, the additional effects were little more than annoyances.

"I thought I got rid of all that pink aphrodisiac a while ago," she said to herself, scowling. "Is it a slow-acting type? How unpleasant."

Veranda shook her head, and she checked her status effects again.

[ Veranda (Goddess of Time and Space) (Human) ] [ Equipment: None. ] [ Power Level: Extremely Weak. ] [ Status Effects: Sensation Blocking, Nipple Sensitivity 13, Nipple Enlargement 5, Breast Enlargement 4, Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts) 12, Breast Slave 1, Clitoris Expansion 6, Clitoris Sensitivity 11, Anal Sensitivity 13, Orgasm Addiction 1, Vaginal Sensitivity 1, Womb Sensitivity 1, Aphrodisiac Permeation 7. ]

"I'm still weakening? Even if this is a mortal body, I created it to be superhuman." Veranda furrowed her brow even harder after seeing her new status effects.

The list seemed like a giant wall of text before her. The sheer amount of them affecting her body was far too much for some backwater forest creatures. The number of status effects seemed to grow ever larger by the second, and their source was still a mystery. It was as if her body were growing more sensitive on its own.

"There's only one explanation for this," Veranda said to herself. "One of those tentacles planted a curse on this body."

Even as the tentacle in her ass thrust in and out, and the blue slime ravaged her pussy from the inside, her mind jumped to another conclusion entirely. She rubbed her chin, oblivious to the hidden creatures continuing to develop her erogenous zones.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 8. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 14. ]

[ Vaginal Sensitivity reached level 2. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 2. ]

"There's gotta be some hidden curse at work," Veranda said to herself, nodding. "Therefore, the longer I worry about the source of these status effects, the more time I'm gonna waste. The only way to fix this is by escaping the forest and reverting to my divine form."

She gave a nod, affirming her assessment, but even as she grew more certain of her judgment, a squirt escaped her pussy and landed down on the forest floor. Her pussy twitched from a simultaneous anal and vaginal orgasm, causing visible waves of pleasure to wrack her body.

"I should keep going..." Veranda said, staring at her trembling mons, but a deep blush filled her cheeks.

Her knees trembled as the tentacle thrust in and out of her ass, and the embarrassing sight of her sex clenching on its own made her heart pound in her ears. Despite being unable to feel any of it, Veranda grew entranced by the sight, and her mind went blank.

"What is this..." she whispered under her breath, and a fresh orgasm wracked her lower half, causing another squirt to escape her pussy. "My heart is racing. Is this because of the aphrodisiac? But that shouldn't be able to affect me."

Veranda put one hand down over her sex, covering the twitching front of her mons. However, it was no use. The tentacle in her ass continued to thrust in and out in long strokes, stroking its thick body through her sensitive anal opening, and the blue slime flexed inside her pussy, massaging her canal from within.

As the orgasms continued to ripple through her sex and ass, her mind went blank from the intensity of them. Despite not being able to experience the waves of pleasure firsthand, she could see her entire body shaking and trembling from the endless climaxes. Her thighs continued to clench and rub together subconsciously, and her pulse sounded like a drum in her ears.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 9. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 15. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 2. ]

[ Vaginal Sensitivity reached level 3. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 3. ]

"There isn't something back there, is there?" Veranda glanced behind herself, twisting around to look at her ass. However, the instant she did, the tentacle thrust back into her ass again, hiding away and nestling back inside her before she could spot it.

Veranda stared at her butt, blushing hard, and she squeezed it with one hand, giving a soft grope to her right cheek.

"I must be out of my mind," she said and faced forward once more. "I gotta get a grip on myself. I'm a goddess, after all!"

She took a deep breath, calming her nerves, but even as the racing pulse in her ears slowed, the tentacle in her butt moved once more. It stroked in and out in a slow thrust, going just sluggishly enough to not be heard.

"The end of the forest should be this way, I think." Veranda stepped forward on shaky legs, continuing her journey through the forest. "I've been walking for an hour, so it shouldn't be too much further... How large could a forest be, right? I'll probably be out of here in no time."

She talked herself through it, but the further she walked, the deeper her blush grew. The aphrodisiacs continued to grow stronger, and the development of her ass and pussy continued in earnest. For every quarter of a kilometer she walked, the status effects increased even further.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 13. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 19. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 4. ]

[ Vaginal Sensitivity reached level 7. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 7. ]

"I can't feel it," Veranda said, and she panted for breath, her face as bright red as a tomato. "I can't feel it, so it can't affect me."

She leaned against a tree, barely able to stand as the orgasms wracked her lower half. The twitching in her pussy seemed to never end, and the humiliating squirts it sometimes gave fanned Veranda's embarrassment to even higher heights. Despite being unable to feel the intense pleasure wracking her body, the physical effects it had on her continued to grow stronger.

"I'm not affected by it..." Veranda stuffed one hand between her legs, grinding her thighs together around it. "I can't feel anything, so it can't affect me."

She repeated the words in a chant, but the tentacle in her ass only grew more bold with each thrust, sliding in and out of her sensitive opening in long strokes. It had grown far enough to reach down to her calves while still staying inside her, and it thrust its entire length up into her ass all at once, forming one long push back inside her.

The squelching noise of it sinking into her rear filled the air, but Veranda's eyes had fallen to a half-lidded lull. Even as the sounds of sex filled her ears, she didn't notice them. All she could do was repeat the same mantra over and over.

"I can't feel anything, so it can't affect me. I can't feel anything, so..." Her face twisted, lips trembling as yet another invisible orgasm wracked her body.

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 14. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 20. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 5. ]

[ Vaginal Sensitivity reached level 8. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 8. ]

"This isn't fair..." she said under her breath, and she fell to her knees. "This accursed place isn't fair! Whatever is causing these status effects, it's playing dirty."

Something snapped inside her, and she cried out, back arching as yet another massive orgasm wracked her body. Even as she tried to cover her sex, it twitched and experienced climax after climax. However, she couldn't bring herself to care anymore.

Her hands moved on their own. The one at her crotch pushed down and rubbed her clit, flicking over the engorged button. Up above, her other hand grabbed her chest, groping and squeezing it before pinching a nipple.

The stimulation sent her toppling into an even higher climax, and her entire body tensed up as the waves of pleasure came ten-fold through her body, but she still didn't care. She continued to rub her clit and play with her chest as the massive swell of pleasure crackled through her body.

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 6. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 7. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 8. ]

"Huh...? What am I doing?" She came back to her senses slowly, staring down at her hands. "Why am I--?"

The words caught in her throat as her hands continued to grope her body. Behind her, the tentacle thrust even faster into her ass, and the blue slime flexed itself inside her pussy. The two creatures joined in and grew into a frenzy, releasing aphrodisiacs and stimulating her most intimate erogenous zones.

Even if she couldn't experience the pleasure firsthand, her body continued to be assaulted by the massive mind-melting orgasms, and her core trembled at the feeling.

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 21. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 9. ]

A breathy moan escaped her lips, and she collapsed down onto the forest floor, twitching.

"What is going on...?" Veranda moaned into the grass, mind spinning.

Behind her, she subconsciously pushed up her ass, giving the tentacle better access to her ass and allowing it to continue to ravage her butt. Fresh orgasms crashed through her body and caused her eyes to flutter with satisfaction. Despite the sensation-blocking magic, her body twitched uncontrollably from the spikes of pleasure.

She continued groping herself and rubbing her clit through it all. Her hands seemed to take on a life of their own, and they teased her most sensitive parts, complementing the pleasure coming from her ass and pussy.

Sparks flashed before her eyes, and her back arched reflexively. What little resistance she had left crumbled away, and embarrassing moans escaped her lips. The noise of her own pleasure-filled voice echoed in Veranda's ears, and her ears burned even hotter at the sound, but there was nothing she could do. It was as if her body had taken on a life of its own.

Even if she couldn't feel the pleasure coursing through her loins, it had been foolish to assume she was immune to it. The intense climaxes wracked her body over and over, giving her not a moment of rest. All her energy was spent twitching, moaning, and rubbing herself into the next orgasm. Even if her mind was isolated from the experience, her state of crazed lust had a toll on its own.

[ Status: Exhaustion. The target loses consciousness and becomes immobile. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 10. ]

|| -- Chapter 6 -- ||

"What?" Veranda's eyes snapped open, and she started awake. "I passed out? Me? A goddess?"

She instantly understood her position and how unusual it was. For a goddess like her to lose consciousness, it was unheard of. Even if she had taken a mortal body, she had given it enough strength to move mountains and survive for centuries without even a drop of water.

On the bright side, she felt like her mind was sharper than before. The exhaustion weighing her down seemed to have disappeared after passing out, and she felt the fog over her thoughts clearing away. However, just because she was no longer exhausted didn't mean the situation was favorable for her. It was quite the opposite, in fact.

Her arms and legs were encased in fleshy restraints, and she was pinned up against a wall of tentacles. The appendages licked against her skin and coated her with a pink aphrodisiac. One thick tentacle even wrapped around her waist, working with the restraints around her limbs to hold her fast against the fleshy wall.

Beyond the tentacles, stone walls enclosed the small space, and it looked as if she were in a dark cave. There was enough light to see by, but only from a dim patch of glowing moss covering the ceiling. Most of the cave was bathed in murky, inscrutable shadows.

"So those creatures dragged me in here while I was unconscious, hm?" Veranda tightened her lips into a scowl. "How unpleasant, but I haven't lost yet."

Her sensation blocking was still present, so even the most brutal torture wouldn't break her. The 'human' body she had given herself didn't need food, water, or sleep either. No matter how long they held her, she wouldn't be in danger.

"The wager isn't over, but this is the beginning of the end, oh blessed Goddess of Time and Space..." Trixie stepped into the cave hollow, grinning. "I don't think you have any chance of winning our wager now, unfortunately."

"You--! How dare you imprison a goddess like myself? Even for a game, you've gone too far." Veranda's brow furrowed at the lesser imp, scowling. "And you've sullied this body beyond repair. Even if it's not my divine form, this body was created in my image. This is blasphemy!"

She glanced down at her enlarged breasts and extra-stiff nipples. Her nipples stood out a full centimeter further than their usual small, puffy length. Her clit was in a similarly engorged state too, standing up and peeking out from between her lips. Her hood barely covered the sensitive button, and the sight of it made a faint blush rise to Veranda's cheeks.

"And? What are you gonna do about it?" Trixie's grin widened, and she stepped up to the base of the flesh wall. "In your position, what do you think you can do?"

"Even in this state, I'm a goddess." Veranda's body took on a golden glow, and she flexed against the tentacle restraints. However, before she could summon her divine powers and break free, Trixie shook her head.

"Are you sure that's what you want to do? You promised not to use your powers, didn't you?" Trixie's smile felt sinister as she spoke, and with her eyes hidden behind her bangs, a chill ran down Veranda's spine at the sight.

The power difference between them was like a neutron star to an ant. The lesser imp shouldn't have such confidence, especially when being threatened by her divine aura. However, much to Veranda's chagrin, she was right. A goddess couldn't go back on her word. If she willingly broke a promise, it would upset the natural order of the world.

"Once this game is over, you'll come to regret teasing me like this." Veranda narrowed her eyes at the imp, giving her a murderous stare.

"Oh? But if you want, we could end this right now." Trixie stepped even closer, and she looked up at her with a smile. "If you promise to remember my name and admit your loss, the game can end right now."

"A goddess has no reason to learn the name of an imp, let alone a lesser imp," Veranda said, staring down at Trixie. Now that she was closer, it was even more obvious how small and weak she was. There was no way Veranda would capitulate to such a powerless creature.

"Very well." Trixie gave a shrug and stepped back. "My friends will keep playing with you until you change your mind, then."

The imp turned on her heel, and she skipped out of the room.

In her place, a new tentacle monster floated in. Unlike all that came before, it was made up entirely of the tentacles with magical foci at their ends. Rather than just one or two, the marble-like tips were all it had. Not even a single drop of aphrodisiac dripped from its body.

"And what are you supposed to be?" Veranda asked. "Analyze."

[ Unnamed Tentacle #192 ] [ Description: Another failed experiment. ]

Her analysis gave no useful information, and the tentacle offered no words to explain itself. Instead, it floated closer and pushed its magical foci up to Veranda's face, waving them in front of her.

The glass orbs lit up and took on an appearance similar to the other times the tentacles used magic spells. Each one was a slightly different shade of pink, and they glowed softly, forming a pattern with their lights.

"Seriously, what is that supposed to do...?" Veranda asked, but her eyes followed the lights subconsciously. The magical foci shifted back and forth, and she went cross-eyed to stare at them.

There was something peculiar about the way they glowed. The pink lights grew brighter and dimmer in slow pulses, and it felt like the pounding in her chest took on the same rhythm. After only a few seconds of staring, her pulse echoed in her ears like a drum.

"Is that supposed to... do... something?" Her words came out slowly, and her mind went blank as the tentacles continued to sway in front of her. Left and right, they swung back and forth, causing her already crossed eyes to go fuzzy.

A familiar fog fell over her mind. Just like when she lost focus during the orgasms, her mind grew sluggish, and it felt difficult to remember what she should be doing. The more the pink lights flashed in front of her eyes, the more distant her thoughts became.

[ Status: Hypnotized. The target's mind becomes suggestible and more obedient. ]

[ Status: Ditzy. The target's mind loses focus easily and struggles to hold a train of thought. ]

"No way." Veranda's eyes snapped open at the sight of the new status windows. "This monster's magic affects my mind?!"

Her sensation-blocking magic had no way to protect against that. If the magic were directly altering her thoughts, she wouldn't be able to block it.

Normally, she would have easily shrugged off such mental attacks. Even with a mortal mind and body, she was still a goddess. However, perhaps because of her exhausted state, she had let down her guard. By looking at the pink flashing lights on the tip of the floating tentacles, she had allowed it to penetrate her mental defenses.

"You wretch." Veranda scowled at the tentacle in front of her. "Don't think you'll get away with... this. Once I get out of here, I'll... I'll..."

Veranda swallowed dryly. What was she gonna do again? The pink lights waving in front of her eyes were so distracting, and they took up her entire field of vision. There was nowhere else to look but into the flowing, swirling mass of glowing appendages. They were so pretty, and her eyes naturally went cross-eyed as she stared into their center.

Every beat of her heart caused the pink lights to pulse, and her eyes fell into a half-lidded slump. The more she gazed at the countless star-like dots, the more difficult it was to think. Her entire body relaxed, and a dribble of drool ran from the corner of her mouth, landing on her enlarged breasts.

"So pretty..." she said under her breath. "No--! What am I thinking? I need to... I need to..."

What did she need to do again? Veranda tilted her head, trying to escape the cloud of swirling lights in front of her. However, when she twisted her neck, the floating tentacles followed the motion. They matched the movements of her head perfectly, ensuring she couldn't stare into anywhere but their soft, pink embrace.

"Mnnn..." A moan escaped her lips, and she blushed. She ought to have been resisting more, but the lights were so pretty, and a strange feeling welled up from her belly as she stared into them.

Before she knew what she was doing, she clenched her legs together, straining against the fleshy restraints around her limbs. After only a few minutes of staring, a drip of wetness ran down her inner thighs, and her breathing came in heavy pants. The more she stared into the pulsing swarm of pink lights, the more aroused she became.

[ Status: Yearning. The mind of the target desires sexual release. ]

"No way!" Veranda glanced down, staring at the status window. "Who the hell would yearn for sex? I'm a goddess, you know?!"

Her blush spread up to her ears, and her face went bright red from embarrassment. However, the mental effects of the lights were impossible to deny. Despite her sensation blocking, she felt a new desire implanted in the back of her mind. It was a feeling she'd never had in all her eternities of existence. She wanted to masturbate.

"I won't give in." Veranda pursed her lips indignantly, but her thighs continued to rub together, and the wetness dripping down them grew worse.

Between the aphrodisiacs and her body's heightened sensitivity, there was no way she could resist. Even if it only affected her on a subconscious level, her body had been transformed into a vehicle of sexual pleasure. It had experienced climaxes higher than any mortal mind could withstand, and it begged for release.

[ Yearning reached level 2. ]

"I won't give in..." Veranda said, but her words came slower this time, and her voice sounded timid even to her own ears. The more she rubbed her thighs together, the larger the urge to masturbate grew inside her mind.

Never once in all her eternities had she ever felt the allure of the human body. Sure, she had a human-like form, but only for convenience's sake. The feeling growing in her belly and the urges nagging at the back of her mind were unlike anything she'd experienced before.

"I'm not..." Veranda said, but her words trailed off. Her blush deepened as she realized she hadn't finished the sentence, but she couldn't remember how it was supposed to end. Instead, she stared ahead in a daze, thoughts going blank.

As her mind went blank, a lone tentacle reached down and hooked itself under her chin. Gently--far gentler than any monster ought to have been--it turned her face upwards, guiding her gaze back towards the center of the swirling pink hues.

She could have resisted, but she couldn't remember why she wanted to resist. The tentacles were so pretty, and the throbbing pulse of them matched the rhythm of her heart, as if giving a light show tailored just for her. With every swirl of the lights, her thoughts felt lighter, and all her worries seemed to fade away.

Down below, arousal glistened on her mons and dripped down onto the floor. A growing puddle formed at the base of the fleshy wall, but Veranda no longer felt embarrassed by it. Despite the sensation-blocking magic she had active, it felt like a warm bonfire had grown in her belly. The spot between her legs tingled with anticipation, and her breathing came in heavy pants.

The longer she stared into the pretty lights, the more aroused she felt. It was as if there were a nozzle in her brain labeled 'libido', and the pretty lights were turning it on, releasing a flood of sexual desire into her mind. The only thing she could think about was how good her pussy would feel with a tentacle inside it.

[ Hypnotized reached level 2. ]

[ Ditzy reached level 3. ]

[ Yearning reached level 5. ]

"Huh?" Veranda blinked, slowly returning to her senses. "How long have I been staring into the lights?"

She glanced around herself, panting for breath and cheeks flushed. With a look down, she confirmed the size of the puddle had grown to half a foot wide, and her status effects had more than doubled. However, it had only felt like a few seconds had passed since she started looking into the lights.

"This is bad..." Veranda shook her head. "I need to resist. I can't let these tentacles... I can't let them... What was I going to say again?"

The mental effects had left her mind in a daze. It felt like she was forgetting her train of thought, and there was something important that kept slipping from her mind, but she couldn't remember what it was. No matter how hard she tried to hold up her mental defenses, they came crumbling down in an instant.

A lone tentacle reached down, and it guided her chin upwards, giving her a gentle push and forcing her eyes back into the swirling pink swarm.

Veranda gasped when she looked into the lights, and her breath caught in her throat. The pink magical foci looked similar to stars in the sky. It was nearly impossible to tell they had tentacles behind them. It was as if all the glass marbles were suspended in the air, and they swirled around each other in a circle, like a galaxy drifting through space.

The very center of the pink lights had two brilliant stars. The two largest magical foci were clustered together, and they swirled around each other, as if caught in each other's orbit. Veranda stared at the two spinning lights, and she went cross-eyed to look at them. It was so difficult to keep her focus on them, but the longer she stared at them, the more relaxed she became.

[ Hypnotized reached level 5. ]

[ Ditzy reached level 6. ]

[ Yearning reached level 15. ]

"This is bad..." Veranda whispered under her breath, and she tore away her gaze, glancing down at the updated status effects.

Even more time had passed since she last looked down. Despite it feeling like only a few seconds, her mental status effects had more than tripled since she last looked at them. Her head felt as airy as cotton candy, but the worst part was the 'yearning' effect.

Her pussy felt like it was throbbing between her legs. Despite her magic blocking all her sensations, she was so horny she felt like she could feel it anyway. The smoldering desire in her belly and sex demanded release, and an endless drip of arousal formed a large puddle on the ground beneath her.

"I can't look..." Veranda said under her breath. If she looked back into the swirling lights, it would all be over. "Whatever I do, I can't look... I can't look at them... I mustn't..."

Her words trailed off, and she let out a whine, rubbing her thighs together. The unending need coursed through every corner of her brain. It felt like she would go crazy if she didn't do something soon. Despite never experiencing an orgasm in her life, she felt the desire to masturbate furiously.

[ Yearning reached level 16. ]

"By my name..." Veranda cursed under her breath, and she stared down in disbelief. Despite not looking at the lights, her yearning status effect was still growing. The sight sent a chill down her spine, and she shook her head. "I mustn't... look. I can't... look."

Her thoughts came in short bursts. As the needy arousal twitched and throbbed between her legs, Veranda clenched her eyes closed. If she looked back into the lights, it would all be easier. She could forget all her worries if she stared into the beautiful pink galaxy, but the thought was terrifying. Just as great as the temptation to look, the fear of looking felt just as strong.

"I shouldn't look... I shouldn't..." Veranda's heart pounded in her ears, and she trailed off. It felt like she could feel the lights. They were right in front of her, glowing and pulsing. Every beat of her heart made them glow brighter, and they begged her to... "look."

Veranda swallowed dryly. Despite her clenched eyes, the glowing pink lights filled her mind. The pink swirling galaxy danced on the underside of her eyelids, and the afterimage made her pussy drool even harder. The intense desire coursing through her mind was impossible to ignore.

"I need to... look. I have to look," she said under her breath. "I can't help it. Just once. A little peak couldn't hurt, could it?"

Her words were wrong. Looking into the pink lights was wrong. Her pride as a goddess depended on her keeping her eyes shut. If she looked into those pretty pink lights, she'd get turned into an even dumber slut, lusting only for sexual release.

Despite it all, the temptation to open her eyes was stronger than ever. She didn't want to get turned into a dumb slut, did she? Yet there was nothing more she wanted in all the world than to open her eyes and stare into those swirling lights for a third time.

A lone tentacle reached beneath her chin, and it forced her face up, ensuring she wouldn't be able to escape the soft, hypnotizing embrace of their pulsing colors.

Veranda's eyes cracked open, unable to hold back her desire to look any longer. They opened just a peek, then a little further. Before she could stop herself, they shot open, but it was from surprise.

"Huh? The lights are gone?" Veranda blinked to herself, looking around in disappointment. "Where... I mean--! Thank goodness they're gone."

The 'tentacle' beneath her chin had been a lone finger. A finger attached to Trixie's hand. The small imp floated in front of Veranda, smiling.

"So? How were my friends?" Trixie asked, and she did a lazy barrel roll through the air, wings flapping behind her. "Surely you're entertained by now, aren't you?"

"As if I would be entertained by some vulgar monsters," Veranda said indignantly, but her heart raced in her chest. It really felt as if she were passing the point of no return. She had thought she was opening her eyes to give in to the hypnotizing lights, but she'd been greeted by the face of an impertinent imp instead.

"Are you sure you're not entertained?" Trixie asked. "If you admit you've been entertained, we can end the game here. Don't you want this game to end?"

"I'm not about to memorize the name of some lesser imp." Veranda furrowed her brow at Trixie. "I refuse to give in to your stupid games. This forest hasn't been entertaining in the least!"

"Really?" Trixie's smile widened, but she also gave a shrug. "Very well, I'll believe you. However, I think we're at an impasse now."

"An impasse? How so?" Veranda tugged at the fleshy restraints, glancing around the dim cave. Despite the lesser imp's languid attitude, there were still fifteen levels of 'yearning' affecting her mind. "Get to the point, imp."

"There's no need to be in such a hurry," Trixie said, and she covered her mouth to snicker. "After all, we have all the time in the world, don't we? You have no way to escape those restraints, and I've been looking forward to teasing you."

"I can escape if I wanted to," Veranda said indignantly, and she gave another tug on the flesh encasing her arms and legs, but it was futile. Especially with the extra tentacle wrapped around her belly. She could barely move an inch. "All I need to do is summon my divine power, and I'll be out of here in an instant..."

"But you won't," Trixie said, shaking her head. "You promised not to use your powers, so now we get to play for as long as I want. Isn't that fun? We're gonna become such good friends, you know?"

"As if spending time with you would be fun..." Veranda pursed her lips indignantly, but her blush only grew stronger as she spoke. The fifteen levels of yearning continued to nag at the back of her mind, causing her thighs to clench reflexively.

"You don't think it will be fun? Just the two of us, together for all of eternity?" Trixie floated forward and gently cupped Veranda's cheek. "I can think of a lot of things I want to do with you."

"It will always get boring," Veranda said, staring back at Trixie seriously. "An eternity is a lot longer than you'd think, and it is never entertaining. Trust me, I've been through more than a few eternal lifetimes. It gets old fast."

"Perhaps you're right..." Trixie released Veranda's face and floated back. "Very well. Let's bring this game of ours to a conclusion, shall we?"

|| -- Chapter 7 -- ||

"I'm glad you can listen to reason," Veranda said and raised her nose at the imp. "Name your wish, and I shall grant it. If it's within reason, I'll fulfill your desires, and we can cancel this dumb wager of ours."

"A wish from an almighty goddess? How tempting." Trixie's eyes glinted beneath her bangs, but she shook her head. "That's far too boring of an end to this. How about another wager? If you win, I'll consider it my loss and concede our first bet."

Veranda stared at the imp, trying to get a read on her, but the long bowl-cut bangs that hung in front of her eyes made it difficult to discern her true intentions.

"What do you have in mind?" She asked. With the way the first wager was turning out, she was reluctant to agree, but it had to be better than staying in the dimly lit cave for an eternity.

"Our second wager will be simple," Trixie said, and she gave another barely hidden giggle. "You will disable your sensation-blocking magic for five minutes. If you can endure for that long without using your divine powers, I will consider it my loss."

"Just five minutes?" Veranda raised an eyebrow, and she gave a confident smirk. "That will be easy. Five minutes is nothing to a goddess who's lived through the rise and fall of entire universes."

In another timeline, she had watched black holes evaporate and protons decay into subatomic particles. The thought of a mere five minutes being used against her was laughable. A billion years were nothing to her, let alone a few minutes.

"Then the wager starts when you dispel your protection magic," Trixie said, and she snapped her fingers, causing a large hourglass to appear beside her. "Whenever you're ready, your holiness."

"So you can show some respect after all." Veranda gave a haughty scoff and threw back her head. "Dispel Magic: Sensation Blocking--"

Her words froze in her throat. The instant the spell ended, she stiffened, and her eyes shot open in surprise. After hours of being unable to feel even the temperature of the air, the sudden assault on her senses sent her mind off balance.

At her fingers and toes, tongue-like tentacles licked between her digits. The inside of the flesh encasing her arms and legs was filled with thousands of squirming tentacles, and they all writhed against her skin, flicking back and forth over her limbs. However, the stimulation paled when compared to other parts of her body.

Between her legs, the slow drip of arousal felt torturous. The warm, smothering mess between her pussy lips dripped down, forming long strings of her natural lubricant. It felt even hotter than a furnace in her sex, and she reflexively clenched her cunt in response, feeling the intense, greedy need that had been hidden from her mind.

Up above, sweat glistened on her skin, and goosebumps ran across her entire body. The cold air felt like a tongue against her skin, but it was especially noticeable at her breasts. Her chest felt just as sensitive as her sex, and as the cold air wafted against her taut nipples, her back arched reflexively. However, even as she strained against the restraints, she couldn't move an inch.

All around her, the wall of flesh had thousands of tiny tentacles licking against her sides and back, and they felt like thousands of dexterous fingers massaging her from all sides. One particularly thick tentacle wrapped around her waist, and it had even more of those smaller tentacles branching off of it. Each one greedily licked at her belly and navel, complimenting the massage from the other side of her.

Every sensation ran through her mind, and she experienced them all in the first second of lifting the magic spell. With its superhuman intellect, her mind processed every fine detail of it, down to the individual flick of the smaller tentacles as they licked against her body. However, the one spot she focused on the most was her ass.

The opening felt even more sensitive than her pussy and breasts. Just clenching it made tingles of pleasure race through her lower half, and Veranda's eyes rolled up in her head. She bucked her hips reflexively, and a humiliating moan escaped her lips.

"What is this? My body... This body... It's..." She took gasping breaths between her words, then let it out in another loud moan. "It feels good!"

The pleasure she'd been holding back came crashing through all at once. It felt far more intense than she could have ever imagined, and she instantly toppled into an orgasm, vision going white as the massive climax rippled through her body. Even without being touched, her pussy twitched uncontrollably, her ass clenched, and her nipples felt like electricity ran through them.

"What a funny look on your face, your holiness." Trixie let out a laugh, and she snapped her fingers. "Shall I show you what a cute expression you're making?"

A mirror appeared in front of Veranda, and she gasped at the sight. What she saw was not a goddess who descended upon the earth, but a mere human in heat. She still looked like herself, but it was a lewd distortion of her divine visage.

Her breasts stood out, heaving on her chest, giant H cups that grossly exceeded the conservative D cups she started with. At their tips, her nipples stood on end, extending over two centimeters and staying unnaturally stiff. Just the sight of them made her mind focus on how sensitive they'd become, but that was the least of her worries.

Her pussy was puffy and drooling with arousal. The outer lips looked swollen, and her inner lips peeked out from between them. It looked nothing like the neat slit she had started with, but the most dramatic change was her clit. At the top, her hood peeked out, and her button looked visibly engorged within it. Just like her nipples, just seeing it made her mind focus on how sensitive her clit had become.

"By my name... what's become of me?" Veranda took a gasping breath, coming down from her orgasm, and she shuddered at the sight of the mirror. However, as dramatic as the changes were, she couldn't bring herself to dislike them.

The aphrodisiacs and urge to masturbate returned in full force as she stared into the mirror. She felt like she would go insane from how horny she'd become, and she gazed at her reflection with a half-lidded gaze. Even as she squirmed in the fleshy restraints, the sight of her glistening body turned her on even more.

"Let's get those arms free, shall we?" Trixie asked with a giggle, and she snapped her fingers for a third time.

The tentacles around her arms released, and Veranda's hands moved on their own. She grabbed her large breasts and squeezed them, giving a sigh of relief. It felt like her urges, which had built up over the hours she explored the forest, came to a head all at once. Even before she could think to stop herself, she groped herself and gave a pinch to her right nipple.

"Ohhhh..." Veranda moaned, and a squirt shot out of her pussy. Even from the light pinch on her nipple, she toppled into a mind-melting orgasm, eyes fluttering from satisfaction. "Why does this feel so good!? And why can't I stop?"

She continued to grope her chest, squirting and orgasming with each flick over her sensitive nipples, but even the softness of her breasts felt too good to deny. She squeezed the base of them between her little finger and thumb, and she instantly toppled into another climax. It felt like the sides of her breasts were even more sensitive than her clit, and they rivaled even how developed her ass had become.

"After you passed out, I encouraged my friends to continue developing your body," Trixie said. "I think you'll find your status effects slightly higher than you remember them."

"Huh? What?" Veranda's mind swam from the intense nipple orgasms, and her pussy continued to twitch on its own in the aftershocks, but she understood Trixie's words enough for her eyes to widen in surprise. "A-Analyze."

She cast the spell, and her status window appeared in front of her.

[ Veranda (Goddess of Time and Space) (Human) ] [ Equipment: None. ] [ Power Level: Extremely Weakened. ] [ Status Effects: Nipple Sensitivity 28, Nipple Enlargement 5, Breast Enlargement 4, Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts) 51, Breast Slave 15, Clitoris Expansion 6, Clitoris Sensitivity 30, Anal Sensitivity 52, Anal Slave 15, Orgasm Addiction 63, Vaginal Sensitivity 21, Womb Sensitivity 22, Aphrodisiac Permeation 41, Hypnotized 5, Ditzy 2, Yearning 16. ]

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 41. ]

[ Vaginal Sensitivity reached level 21. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 22. ]

[ Clitoris Sensitivity reached level 30. ]

[ Nipple Sensitivity reached level 28. ]

[ Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts) reached level 51. ]

[ Breast Slave reached level 15. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 52. ]

[ Status: Anal Slave. The target experiences pleasure from anal sex at ten times the normal rate. Stimulation of the ass dramatically increases submissiveness. ]

[ Anal Slave reached level 15. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 63. ]

The downpour of status updates was dizzying, and Veranda's face twisted in despair. While she'd been passed out, the bad status effects had continued to accumulate, and they far exceeded what she'd reached while exploring the forest. Some had doubled while others had tripled, but even as she stared at the numbers in despair, her hands continued to grope her chest.

"By my name..." Veranda swore under her breath and shuddered. "Why does it all feel so good?"

She squeezed her chest in rhythmic pulses, and her heart pounded in her ears. The 'Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts)' effect was one of her highest statuses, and it sent waves of pleasure through her chest. She couldn't stop groping herself even if she wanted to.

Only a minute prior, she had experienced her first orgasm in all her existence, yet she couldn't get enough of the feeling. Steadily but surely, she pushed herself to another just by squeezing her breasts, and she let out a crying moan, back arching as the waves of ecstasy twitched through every muscle in her body.

"We still have four minutes left," Trixie said. "How about I introduce you to your old friend?"

"Huh?" Veranda's eyes widened as she glanced back at the lesser imp.

Trixie carried a long and thick tentacle. All along its length, smaller tentacles and rough bumps covered it. It looked like a dildo, yet the body was far too long for it. The bumps continued for over a foot, and Veranda knew she couldn't fit it all in her pussy even if she wanted to.

"You don't recognize your friend?" Trixie asked with a giggle. "It might have matured a bit since you last saw it, but only by feeding off the divine mana in your body. You could say this one is solely responsible for training your ass to be as sensitive as it has become."

"My ass?! Don't tell me that's going to go in my..." Veranda trailed off, and she swallowed nervously, but her ass clenched at the sight of the grotesque tentacle. The shape of it looked familiar, but she'd never seen such a vulgar monster in all her life.

"Don't worry, even if you don't recognize it, your body will." Trixie raised the tentacle up between Veranda's legs, and she angled it back towards her ass. "You two are already well acquainted, trust me."

"My heart isn't prepared! If you put that in now, I'll..." Veranda's words trailed off as the tip of the tentacle pushed at her ass, and her eyes rolled up in her head. "Yes!"

The tentacle thrust inside her, and she shouted out the word. Her entire being focused on the feeling, losing herself in the sudden intense wave of pleasure from the anal tentacle. It sent stars dancing in her eyes, and she let out one moan after another.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She screamed out the word over and over, getting lost in the feeling of anal sex with the tentacle. It was the first time she'd experienced it, but she was already addicted.

The entire length of the tentacle thrust in and out of her with each thrust, and it railed her with quick strokes. The speed exceeded even what should have been physically possible, and its body glowed as it used magic to thrust up and down through her sensitive opening.

Veranda continued groping her chest as it fucked her, and her own hands grew bolder. Out of reflex, she squeezed her large breasts with each thrust, matching its pace and sending accompanying waves of pleasure out through her chest.

Even without being touched, her pussy squirted onto the floor in bursts of humiliating twitches, but she loved every second of it. Every embarrassing squirt accompanied a fresh climax washing through her body, and with the magic enhancing her mortal body, she never had to worry about dehydration. It felt like she could continue for an eternity without tiring of the feeling.

"And last but not least..." Trixie pulled out a light blue slime and smiled. "Your other friend wants to play as well."

The blue slime was small, and it fit on the size of Trixie's palm, but it grew in size as she brought it closer to Veranda. Its form expanded into a thick, girthy dildo three fingers in width. Like the tentacle thrusting in and out of her ass, it also had bumps and ridges running along its surface for texture.

"No way..." Veranda shuddered, staring down at the massive slime dildo. It was far wider than the tentacle in her ass, and the last of her sanity rebelled against the thought of it going inside her. "There's no way that'll fit."

"On the contrary," Trixie said with a snicker. "This is the same form it took to train your pussy. I think you'll feel its shape is quite familiar to your body."

Veranda stared down at the grotesque and girthy shape. It was a slime, and she expected it to be flexible, but the way it moved made her give up that hope. The body of the dildo didn't wobble even an inch as it drew closer, staying completely rigid despite its gelatinous origin. The bumps and ridges along its surface seemed to undulate up and down, but that only made it look more lewd.

"By my name...!" Another climax wracked her body, and Veranda cursed, but she couldn't stop squeezing her breasts. The continuous thrust of the tentacle in her ass left her mind spinning with arousal, and every orgasm only made her hungrier for more.

"What do you think?" Trixie asked, and she rubbed the fat tip of the slime dildo against her labia. "There's only a minute left on the timer. If you're really content, we can ask your friend to take a rain check."

"Mnghh..." Veranda's eyes fluttered as the hard tip rubbed against her slit.

Even as the tentacle sent her mind blanking from the endless anal orgasms, her pussy was drooling with arousal, and it throbbed with each pounding beat of her heart. She needed the slime dildo inside her, and she needed it badly. At the announcement that there was only a minute left, she nodded in a daze.

"Please. Don't keep me waiting!" She cried out, and Trixie's mouth spread into the widest grin yet.

"As you wish, your holiness." She pushed on the back of the blue slime dildo and shoved it inside her.

The entire length filled her all at once, and stars danced in Veranda's eyes. Her womb--which had felt so hot, fuzzy, and itchy during the four minutes of heaven--sent out waves of pleasure as the thick dildo hit it. With the status effects increasing her sensitivity far beyond the norm, she instantly toppled into orgasm from the feeling.

"Aghhhhhh!" She cried out in a moan and clenched down around the thick bumps of the slime dildo.

Just like Trixie promised, it fit inside her perfectly. The shape of it felt perfectly tuned to draw out her moans, and every undulation of the bumps seemed to target her weak spots, sending her mind into a downward spiral. However, no matter how good it felt from taking it inside her, the pleasure increased tenfold as it moved on its own.

Trixie stepped back, and the dildo thrust in and out of Veranda's pussy. It matched the tentacle and thrust in when it pulled out, forming a quick rhythm.

Each thrust caused it to slam into her womb, and she toppled into another orgasm as it hilted inside her. Squirts of humiliating fluid shot out of her sex, but she couldn't bring herself to care. With each thrust of the slime dildo, she let out screaming moans, her mind crackling from the endless waves of orgasm.

Even before one climax finished, another rose to take its place. With all her strength, she squeezed her breasts in her hands and moaned, reveling in the pleasure's intensity. It felt far beyond anything she had experienced in all of her infinite existence.

"By... my... name..." Veranda screamed out the words and threw back her head, reveling in the climaxes. "It feels gooooooooooood! I'm coming! By my name, I'm coming, and I can't stop!"

The dildo thrust into her and sent her into a new orgasm as it hilted into her, but as it pulled out for the next thrust, the tentacle in her ass thrust its full length up into her ass and sent her into another orgasm. The climaxes came just as fast as her racing pulse, and they sent her into a dizzying spiral of unending ecstasy.

Veranda wasn't sure how long she basked in those endless heights of pleasure, but it felt like an eternity and an instant too short to measure. Before she knew it, the last grain of sand fell down from the hourglass, and it marked the end of their wager.

"And, that's it." Trixie clapped her hands, smiling. "You win."

The tentacle restraints released her arms, and Veranda fell down onto the cave floor, crumpling. She held her arms around herself, giggling and laughing to herself. Even without the tentacle and slime fucking her, she felt the aftershocks of the orgasms just as strong as any climax, and her two openings reflexively twitched as the residual tingles raced through her lower half.

She felt lightheaded, exhausted, yet content. It was a feeling unfamiliar to her virgin mind. If she were asked to describe it, it felt similar to when she had first created the multiverse for the other gods to enjoy. It was an accomplishment just to survive the ordeal.

[ Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts) reached level 61. ]

[ Breast Slave reached level 20. ]

[ Anal Sensitivity reached level 62. ]

[ Anal Slave reached level 20. ]

[ Vaginal Sensitivity reached level 27. ]

[ Womb Sensitivity reached level 28. ]

[ Aphrodisiac Permeation reached level 45. ]

[ Orgasm Addiction reached level 79. ]

[ Ditzy reached level 3. ]

[ Status: Exhaustion. The target loses consciousness and becomes immobile. ]

TO BE CONTINUED.

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