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Aphrodite's Charm Ch 1 (Percy Jackson)
🕑 Added 2024-02-10 23:00:04 +0000 UTCSummary: Percy Jackson, an unknown demigod, has attracted the fascination of a goddess. To bad for her, the Goddess of Love and Sex is too much of a slut for him. Having never been rejected before, Aphrodite pulls out all the stops to seduce him! Features slutty goddess turned wholesome
Chapter One: The Biggest Slut
She saw him sitting by the bar. Something about him made her turn her head. Of all the men that filled the nightclub, he was the one who caught her eye. It was strange the way she fixated on him with just a glance from across the room. All the handsome gentlemen gathered at the tables and the younger partying men on the dance floor all faded away to her. She only had eyes for him.
She smirked to herself. He would be her conquest tonight.
Before she knew it, she was sauntering over to join him.
The gaze of the crowd followed her swaying hips.
Dressed in a sinful, deep blue dress that hugged her bodacious curves, she was, as always, the center of attention. Her luxurious blonde hair, braided in elegant, large coils, flowed down her back to the absurd shelf of her perfectly shaped ass. Her sparkling blue eyes could steal a man’s heart with just a glance, and her ruby-red lips could steal their souls with a smile.
She was the picture of seduction. The mother of beauty. The world’s first sex icon.
She was the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite.
Feeling a little lonely and wanting some new exciting passion to entertain her tonight, she was out on a night on the town in New York. Her Domain of passion guided her to just the right place. The hot new nightclub that hosted the hottest, sexiest parties in all of the city. It was the right place to find a suitable partner to entertain her for a while.
The mortal world had no shortage of beautiful people. No shortage of lovers to keep her company. And while they could never truly satisfy her, no matter how many she took to bed, they could offer her some fleeting entertainment.
And that’s all it was. Entertainment. Passion, more than love.
To her, there was no difference. Love was sex, and that was it. There was no point in wasting time on all the flowery nonsense. If two people were attracted to each other, then they didn’t need flowers and dates and wedding rings.
No. What they needed was a bed suitable for a long night of sweaty, passionate fucking. That was love. The carnal passion of desiring your partner's body and relieving your lust in hot, sweaty sex. That was what love was all about.
And She was the Goddess of Love.
With a body built for sex, her hourglass was unmatched by mortals or goddesses. Her massive fucking titties exploded from her chest, barely contained by the straining tightness of her dress. But these weren’t fake-looking balloon tits. No, they were all natural, bell-shaped BREASTS. Still full and firm and unbelievably bouncy with the way they hung slightly from their own weight. The dipping v-neck of her top gave those glorious globes the most heavenly valley of cleavage on the planet. An ocean of succulent, pure-white skin.
Just a glimpse of those truly perfect titties left a wake of painfully stiff cocks behind her swaying backside. Most men had to look away, else the sheer stimulation of her giant, jiggling rack made them lose themselves embarrassingly.
That was why Aphrodite passed them all. She may be the Queen of Whores, but there was a barrier of entry to this slut’s bed chambers. A certain size, a certain thickness, and of course, a certain kind of stamina. She only took the best she could find.
She smirked at those pitiful men, her man-eating eyes measuring their cocks through their clothes with millennia of experience. She gave them all a teasing smile, even as she turned her head and rejected them. None of them boasted the size SHE was looking for.
None except for him.
She didn't know why, but she had a special feeling. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, the presence he had about him, or maybe just a feeling in her Domain, but she knew without even looking. He was packing some serious MEAT. She couldn't wait to devour him.
So she sauntered over, swinging her broad, wide hips like a professional, relishing in all the horny, bestial gazes of the men left huffing after her thick ass. Her ridiculous, eight-inch heels would make any normal woman cry, but she strutted them without issue. The extra lift did glorious things to the mountain of her ass, the huge, perfect globes of womanly fat lifted above her thick, salacious thighs to bounce and jiggle with every click of her heels. The bottom of her slutty tube dress looked so tightly strained around the voluminous asscheeks, barely managing the strength to stay down low enough to cover the full volume of her ass.
Every man in the bar silently begged that dress to give way, and let their eyes feast on that thick, FAT ASS. But it was pointless. Aphrodite's best seamstresses designed her every outfit to be the perfect tease. It flashed glimpses of the thick, round globes peeking out beneath, but just covered enough to keep you begging for more.
The sexual tension in this place was through the roof. The hot young girls showing their stuff on the dancefloor were put to the test. With a woman like Aphrodite strutting through the crowd, just bumping and grinding against their boyfriends' bulges wasn't enough. Frustrated ladies, dressed just as slutty, had to resort to desperate measures. With their boyfriends in heat, they were all but fucking themselves against their partners, fighting to keep their man's attention.
Finally, she made it to the bar, charming the Bartender with a flirtatious wink. With her sparkling blue eyes shadowed by thick, smoky mascara and her plush, bee-stung lips smiling so seductively, the man would've died right there if she had but asked. So when she shooed him away with a halfhearted gesture, he wore a broken-hearted expression as he left them alone.
Then, Aphrodite cozied up beside her target, making an exaggerated show of sitting her fat plump ass on the stool beside him, jutting it out obscenely behind her as she bent her back in an arch, leaning on the bar. Then she finally looked at him, as if just now noticing he was there, “Oh!” She raised a hand to her lips playfully, “I'm sorry, was this seat taken?”
“No. You're fine. I was just about finished here anyway.” The man said as he took a sip from his glass.
She finally got a look at him, 'Oh... my... god..!' Aphrodite was practically drooling.
He didn't spare her even a glance, but just a glimpse of his side profile made her nearly speechless. He had a light tan to his skin, showing off a healthy time in the sun, that complimented his handsome features. His eyes, focused downward on his own drink, were rich and deep, a mesmerizing color of green that made her stare in silence.
His arms were fit and firm, visible with lines of hardened muscle that her eyes followed up his thick biceps to his broad chest. Just seeing those arms, she imagined the rest of his physique, just as diligently trained.
She admired him for a moment, using her experience in the male form to glean some information on him. Muscles like his were firm but not bulky. He exercised, obviously, but it was clearly purposeful. She'd enjoyed the naked forms of the world's strongest men, the ancient warriors of Greece and Rome, and the modern heroes of sports of all kinds.
'A swimmer..!' She smiled to herself, thinking it was all too easy. But something tingled in her mind. That wasn't quite right. There was something else there. Underlying strength in those arms, muscle groups not built for sport or exercise.
It reminded her of only one thing. A warrior. A body built for combat, muscles developed for a singular goal, to kill his enemy. But she didn't follow that trail of thought any further. This wasn't ancient Greece. He couldn't be some deadly warrior. He obviously wasn't military, so she reasoned he must just follow some martial art or self-defense practice.
Still, she knew what she needed to break the ice. She put on her best, awe-struck tone as she reached her hand out to touch his arm, “Wow~ you're in great shape! Look at these arms!” She took liberties, softly trailing her fingers across the contours of his muscle.
'Oh my god... these things are perfect..! Not grotesquely huge like an Ares son, but damn..! Just big enough to lift me up in his arms and fold me in half..!' Her thoughts went straight to sex, grinning lewdly as she imagined him locking these beefy arms around her neck and pounding her tight, juicy cunt into a silly, squirting mess.
'Oh, he's going to be so much fun..!' She thought to herself.
Then she leaned in close, “You must work out a lot..! Are you an athlete? Wait! Let me guess!” She stopped off any response he may have had, then grinned dumbly, “You're a swimmer!”
His glass was set back down on the table. His head slightly tilted as he let out a little breath through his nose.
Aphrodite grinned devilishly. She snagged him now. She made him curious. Now all she needed was a little bit of charm to have him eating out of her hand... and dragging her back to his apartment for loud and passionate bedbreaking-!
He turned his head.
“Hah!” She sucked in a breath as those rich green eyes met her own crystalline blue. Aphrodite's heart skipped a beat as she felt her air leave her body. Then it thumped loudly, singing with an unfamiliar rising, surging feeling that made her feel light-headed.
'W-what the hell?' She wondered in her rapture, utterly taken in by his deep, green eyes, 'W-what's up with me..! I-I feel... a little strange...' She swallowed as she reached a hand up to her own chest, placing it just above the giant shelf of her tightly packed cleavage. Her heart thumped, thumped, thumped in her chest.
“How'd you kn-” His voice stopped short. His face fell from an expression of slight surprise into a totally blank mask as he looked at her. For a second, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Twinge~
Aphrodite's face scrunched up. For some reason, that look he was giving her was setting alarm bells in her mind. Her heartbeat quickened, and she felt urged to catch his attention, to draw him back to her.
She put on a big, beautiful, forced smile and tried again.
“How'd I know?” She filled in his blanks, sounding extra eager and interested; she leaned forward, making sure her heavy-weight titties bulged from the tight neckline of her slutty tube dress, “I've seen that kind of shape before... Actually, my uhm... Uncle... is a bit of a swimmer himself. You reminded me of him immediately. What a lucky guess~!” She cackled inwardly, wondering how the almighty 'Earthshaker' Poseidon would feel compared to this mortal man.
She grinned, 'Sorry “Uncle” but this hunk has you beat... Yum~my~!' Her eyes lingered on his arms like a tiger to meat, licking her lips luridly, 'I don't know why, but this stud looks so... divine..! I have to have him!' She confused the excitement pumping in her heart for lust, pure physical attraction.
She imagined pulling this strong, gorgeous man into her bed and riding him hard enough to shake Olympus! So, she licked her plush, cocksucking lips and pulled out all the stops to seduce him.
She leaned in close, to let the heavenly scent of her perfume drawn him into her body. She flashed her deep, sinfully explosive cleavage in front of his eyes while making a show of running her fingers up and down his arms, “You really are strong... These big. beefy arms... I bet you could pick me up, no problem...” She leaned in closer, her ruby-red lips curling into a seductive, carnal smile as she whispered, “Yes... pick me up and fold me in half... Arms like this are built for fucking naughty little sluts like me! Just wrap these strong hands around my neck and drop me on your cock again and again..! Make me squeal like I'm your little slut..!”
Aphrodite's horny, lewd words, combined with the power of her Charmspeak, would make any man broil with lust and grab her right there on the spot. She usually didn't like this brute-force approach because it made the men rut into her like a beast, not caring about anything but their own selfish pleasure... but in this case... She was so horny that she didn't care at all.
Yet... her words had the opposite effect.
This man recoiled from her and slapped her hand away. She was so shocked that she nearly fell off the barstool.
He slightly turned and scowled at her, “Jesus... I'm not interested.” He blew her off. Her, the pinnacle of beauty, the goddess of sex, Aphrodite. He shook his head with exasperation, “I'm just here to share a few drinks with a friend, not looking for a companion for the night. Sorry, but you'll have to find someone else.”
“W-what?” She blinked, fluttering her long eyelashes with a frozen smile on her face. Inwardly, she was confused, 'Huh? Did he just say... no? Did I not use my Charmspeak? I must have made a mistake...'
Then she looked down, and her mouth fell open, 'Oh... my... gawd..!' Her plush, fuckable thighs squeezed together as she felt her hot, soaking wet pussy clench with excitement.
Aphrodite, the world's biggest whore, had a special ability that wasn't based on godly powers or domain. It was an ability built by her experiences with uncountable lovers over the ages. The ability to measure a man's cock through his clothes.
This man was fucking hung! She couldn't tell from behind, but the moment he turned toward her and she glanced at his lap, her mouth fell open with pure shock, 'He's hung like a fucking minotaur!' She drooled, eyes full of pure lust, 'Oh my gawd..! That has to be the biggest cock ever born on a mortal..! No wonder this guy makes my pussy drool..! Fuck I have to give it a try..! Have that monster stretch out my throat... brutalize my tight little pussy..!' She raved in her mind, staring unabashedly at his cock.
The fact that he had rejected her was all but forgotten as she hopped off the barstool with a grin. She leered at him suggestively as she lowered her hands to his thighs and squatted down like a cheap stripper. She flashed him pure white teeth in a giddy, excited smile as she laced her voice with powerful Charmspeak, “Oh, you stud..! I knew you were special..! But I never imagined you'd be packing something this big down here!” She fluttered her eyelashes at him as she wore a lewd smile and lowered her head toward his groin. She was ready to pull down his zipper with her teeth, free that big, juicy cock of his, and fucking choke on it!
'God..! I can't wait to feel this monster in my throat..! Mmm 💓~! Just you wait stud..! Once you get a taste of me, you'll be hopelessly addicted 💞! No mortal man can resist the goddess of beauty..! Don't worry, this cock of yours is just too good to resist..! I'll train you well to be my personal toy at Olympus 💓~! I've never had a manservant at my temple, so consider yourself lucky to be born with this beautiful COCK~!'
While Aphrodite began panting like a bitch, stroking his thighs and lowering her head to his groin, the man was shocked and speechless.
She was stopped by a hand on her head, “Stop that!”
'W-what?!' Aphrodite was brought back to her senses in the worst way, dragged out of her cock-hungry lust by a harsh rejection pushing her back so roughly that she knocked her barstool over and fell on her plush ass.
The man scoffed and turned his head away, “Don't touch me. Are you drunk? I already told you I'm not interested! God, I never should let the guys talk me into this. I've got to be up early tomorrow..!” He sighed as he rose from his stool and finished off his drink, “Enough. I'm going home.”
“W-wait..!” Aphrodite, who was on the floor with her mouth hanging open, shot to her feet with alarm. Her huge, voluminous breasts quaked as she threw herself at him, latching onto his arm as she pressed those fat titties against him.
She rubbed their huge, pillowy softness into him like a harlot, while licking her lips seductively, “H-hey, are you sure you wanna go?” She laid it on thickly, fueling her words with all-powerful Charmspeak, “Why don't we go back to my place for a little adult fun~? Believe me, you'll never find a woman like me again..! I can make you feel heaven, darling~!”
Then Aphrodite's heart stung sharply as this man flashed her a scornful look and brushed her off his arm. As he shook her off, “Sorry. I'm not into sluts.”
“Hah?!” Aphrodite gaped at him. Her eyebrow twitched as she wore a dumb, shocked expression, “E-excuse me..? I think I misheard you!”
He sighed again, flashing her a bothered look, “You didn't. I'm not interested.”
Her eyes flashed pink, “N-not interested..?” She looked at him aghast, as if she'd never heard those words in her life. Then she wore a confident smirk, “Do you know who I am..? Most men would KILL for a night with me, and I mean that literally...”
Laced with Charmspeak, her words hung heavy in the air with all the confidence of a deity... yet this guy just scoffed at her and rolled his eyes, seemingly immune, “Right. Then I'm sure you'll have no problem finding some other guy to toy with.”
As he got up to leave, she instinctually reached out to grab his hand. The emotions in her chest were broiling. What started as a spontaneous desire for this handsome stranger turned cold as she was rejected, then slowly melded into anger as, again and again, this mortal man brushed her off so carelessly! Her pride, which was bigger than Mt Olympus, was hurt.
“Let me tell you a secret, handsome..!” She tightened the grip on his wrist, not letting him get away. Then she tugged his hand forward, forcing his hands to grab her heavenly, massive breasts. She squeezed her hands over his, looking into his eyes with a superior smirk, “You may find this hard to believe, but I am the Goddess of Love~!”
His eyes seemed to glass over, and her pride surged once again, 'Hah! You're just a man, after all, just one feel of my amazing titties, and you're suddenly quiet, huh? That's okay darling, I don't mind if you play hard to get..! But don't think you'll get away from ME!' She thought vainly in her mind.
She stuck her nose up in the air, squeezing his fingers deeper into the pillowy softness of her amazing titties, “My name is Aphrodite~! The Greek Goddess of love and sex..! You won't find a better fuck anywhere in the world, stud. There's no one who knows you better. No one as capable as me to fulfill all of your naughtiness desires 💓~!”
Her smooth, velvety voice drew near as she leaned closer to him and brought her hands to his cheeks, “I'm the best lover in existence... I can be anything your heart desires... your devoted little pet... your dirty little slut..! Or maybe... your one true love..!”
As she spoke, she called upon her godly powers. She searched his heart's greatest desire, changing her body to suit his preferences. As she felt his desires take shape in her body, she felt a little strange. There was a hollow feeling for once, wearing another woman's shape. This didn't feel like it usually did: a kinky, fetish-type play to seduce a man. Instead, it felt wrong, like her own body wasn't good enough to land a man.
And his reaction?
Far from her expectations.
She froze stiffly, looking up into a pair of smoldering green eyes. Her hands, reaching for his face, were grabbed at the wrist.
“How dare you.” He said quietly.
“W-what?”
Without another word, he dropped her hands and quickly left the bar, never once glancing back in her direction.
As he brushed her off, she stood there wordlessly, staring into his back as he disappeared into the crowd and headed out of the nightclub.
'Did I just... get rejected?!' Her eyes were wide and unblinking, 'No-no-no-no... that can't be right!' She chuckled to herself madly, 'There's no way. I'm Aphrodite! The goddess of love! The personification of beauty! I've never been rejected before in all my lifetime..!'
It was such an absurd circumstance that her heart spiraled into a storm of confusing emotions. She leaped to any little excuse that could justify this, 'Is he gay..? There's no way..! My beauty eclipses sexuality and..!' She knew he desired her, but somehow, his excuse to leave overpowered his sense of lust for her. That was impossible.
Then, there was one little thing nagging at her. His line as he left, 'Not into sluts..?' She pondered that statement like it was some great mystery. She was confused because, in her mind, men were like beasts, driven by raw, primal instinct. Thinking with their cocks, they only desired one thing from women, pussy. So, it was clear to her that all men LOVED sluts. Just like all SLUTS love thick, juicy cocks!
Men and women were built to breed. They are made by nature to desire one another, fuck each other like animals, and procreate as much as possible. How else would the human population reach such a staggering number? She knew this best, because it was her domain.
Or at least, she thought she knew it best.
How could she possibly be mistaken? Her, the goddess of love? Was there something she was missing? That didn't make any sense.
“Hey, beautiful..!”
Aphrodite suddenly flashed a dark glare at the man who had dared to approach her, “What?!” She said in a high, perfect bitch-voice.
“Woah, relax babe. I saw that loser-” Her brow twitched, “-leave you all alone, and damn..! I don't know how he did it. If I was him, I would never leave such a hot-!”
SLAP!
The resounding crack of Aphrodite's hand across the man's cheek made people all around stop and stare.
“Fuck off, you pig!” Her stormy glare could make even a god buckle beneath it, “You'll never be a fraction of the man he is!”
Then she stomped off, never realizing how strange her actions were. The man she'd just callously rebuffed happened to be packing enough girth where it counted for her to give him a try. But now, she didn't spare him even a glance. She had her eyes on a bigger, more enticing prize.
She stomped across the bar. Her eight-inch heels cracked the floor beneath her in her turmoil while she hunted down that charmed barman. Once she found him, she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in close, “What was that guy's name?!”
“W-wha..?” The man wore a drunken, dopey smile, drawn in by Aphrodite's charm.
She lifted him up with unbelievable strength, and his feet left the ground, “That guy who I was with. What. Was. His. Name?!”
“P-percy..! P-Percy Jackson..!”
She beamed a delightful smile and dropped the man behind the bar, “Thanks, sweetie!” She blew him a kiss and skipped out the door.
“Percy~!” Her angelic voice sang, “You're not getting away from me, stud! Did you really think the Goddess of Love would take rejection well?! As if!”
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Percy Jackson sighed to himself, 'Why do I keep letting them rope me into this?'
He appreciated the guys for this. Really. It was obvious what they were doing. They made any lame excuse they could manage, whether it be having a straight man to drive them home when they get smashed or just another body to fill out a table at some mixer.
Regardless of the reason, he kept getting pulled out late to bars and nightclubs, for a 'night of fun'. He didn't mind the drinks. But he wasn't the kind of guy to go out on the prowl for some night of passion with some random girl he wouldn't remember the name of come morning.
'None of them interest me anyway...' He sighed. He wasn't looking for a brainless pair of tits like the horny bastards he called friends. He wanted someone he could really connect with. Someone smarter, more mature, someone who would...
He broke off that train of thought as he sipped his drink, 'Someone like HER...' He sighed deeply, rubbing his head.
Ever since his last breakup, he'd had no luck with women. She was the best he'd ever had, and he was resigned to never finding someone like her again.
That was why the guys were so hard on him. They thought he was killing himself, stewing over some girl of the past. They thought 'scoring some pussy' would just fix his funk like magic.
“Alright...” He sighed one last time, “I've had enough. The guys can call a taxi.”
Before he polished off his drink and left the bar, he noticed one of his friends chatting up a rather attractive blonde. It made him think of the last time he'd gone out with them and was approached by the Goddess of Love herself.
He wondered what the hell she was thinking. What had caused her, of all people, to approach him? Despite everything his friends said about his 'good looks,' Percy didn't think he was all that. Certainly not enough to attract a woman like her to throw herself at him so blatantly.
'Well, whatever her reason, it doesn't matter...' He sighed one last time, 'I turned her down and ditched her there, so I'll never have to deal with THAT again...'
“Hey, Percy~!”
His eyes went wide, a sudden feeling of dread flooding through him as the hairs on the back of his neck rose. He turned his head with trepidation.
Like the devil summoned by her name being called, she was there.
Her once long, flowing, elegant golden hair was now shorter, drawn up into a high, swishy ponytail. A perfect handhold for him to grab while forcing her head down on his-! Percy held a hand to his temple as he pushed those lustful thoughts out of his mind. The effect she had on him was bad.
Her glimmering blue eyes were looking at him with pure desire, a saucy smirk on her plush, ruby-red lips. She flashed him a flirty wink, puckering those full, bee-stung lips as she blew him a kiss, forcing thoughts of those crimson red lips stretched around his-!
He ducked his eyes, hoping to banish those thoughts from his mind. What a mistake. She'd somehow squeezed those buxom, hugely expansive curves into a slutty little two-piece. Her flawless, milky white breasts stretched a pure white tube top to its limits, the simple four-letter word LOVE drawing the focus to that absurd expanse of her breasts.
Her lower body was no different, hardly wrapped in a tight, far-too-small pair of booty shorts. The vast cheeks of her round backside peeked out the bottom for anyone to see two little slices of heaven resting atop the thickest, softest pair of thighs in the world.
Despite the plump, womanly softness she boasted in her tits and ass, the rest of her body was still sculpted like sin. A taut, tight little waist, flashing a glittering belly ring to accentuate her toned tummy, and a long pair of sensual, milky legs.
She was sex incarnate. Dressed in a tight and tiny outfit, he couldn't even look at her without his body stirring at her very presence. He felt that strong, powerful heat warm him from his core and the persistent desire to grab this bitch and teach her her place.
He settled that down quickly. He was never one to give in to his emotions.
Outwardly, he sighed heavily, like he was weighed down by stress.
She smiled sexily at him, “How's it going, handsome? Here all alone~? Don't worry, WE can keep you company 💓~!”
Then he finally noticed them, too. The two girls that were standing behind her. They went almost unnoticed with HER standing in front of them, stealing the attention of any mortal man who glanced her way, but the two young ladies behind her were strikingly gorgeous.
On the left, Percy was charmed. A beautiful young lady, perhaps even younger than he, with such incredible natural beauty that he stared speechlessly. Her tender green eyes were looking at him, slightly nervous. Her make-up was perfect, with rose-dusted cheeks and light pink lips. Unlike the woman in front of her, she wore a rather tasteful dress. It hugged her womanly curves snugly but was decent enough to wear shamelessly in public without boasting excessive cleavage or leg.
She fiddled with her dark brown hair as she looked away from his gaze.
Then, on the other side was a matching beauty. Long, wavy blonde hair, and similar crystal blue eyes, she had a striking resemblance to Aphrodite. The resemblance continued in the way her chest expanded outward, stretching a deep valley of cleavage from the plunging neckline of a fancy top. Her hips were covered by a sinfully short skirt, which she kept tugging down as she squirmed under his gaze.
He looked back to the middle, where Aphrodite proudly stuck out her chest, making her heavenly bosom bounce exaggeratedly for his gaze. Then she smirked, “I figured I must not have been enough for you on our last date, stud~! So this time, I brought some friends~!” She gestured to her sides grandly, smiling seductively, “The newest additions to my personal immortal handmaidens..!”
“Thanks to my blessing, they'll be young, beautiful... and tight,” She added with a wink, “Forever~! And don't worry, I picked these two just for you! They've never felt the touch of a man..! But you're willing to teach them how it feels to get stretched out by a real man's cock... aren't you, Percy 💓?”
Percy said nothing, shocked and speechless by this sudden appearance of a goddess. He wondered to himself, 'What the hell is she doing..? Did she really come to seek me out again? What did I do to catch HER eye?'
Aphrodite licked her lips, seemingly preening under his gaze, thinking that she had finally caught his attention. She wore a giddy smile as she glanced over her own shoulder, “See? He's speechless~! I told you girls it would-!”
Suddenly, Aphrodite went silent as her face scrunched into a scowl. Then she wore a bitchy expression as she opened her mouth once again.
“Hey, Maria, push out your tits more! Jiggle them like a whore! And Emily..! I told you not to wear panties with that skirt! You’re supposed to flash him your pussy, remember?” Aphrodite brought out her best bitch-voice, scolding the two women. Then she rolled her eyes, cocking her hip. She looked at him with a cheeky smile, winking, “Dumb virgins. Can’t even seduce a man, despite being my daughters! I’m sorry Percy, next time I’ll bring along some quality pussy, okay?”
“...Daughters...” Percy frowned. He looked at the pair of girls, who ducked their heads in humiliation. Rather than flashing him like a pair of sluts, they looked uncomfortable under his gaze, like they’d rather be anywhere else in the world.
Maria looked ready to cry, holding one arm as she tilted her body away from him. Her body cowered away, like she was ashamed at how hugely her breasts jutted from her dress. Emily kept tugging her skimpy skirt down, blushing crimson as she tried to hide her juicy thighs.
Percy didn’t like this one bit.
He set his drink down and rose from his seat.
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An hour later, Aphrodite was furious. She sat in the corner, digging perfectly painted half-inch nails into the bar's countertop. Across the room was the object of HER desire… sitting at a table with her own daughters!
“Hahah really?” Percy wore a charming, sparkling smile, his deep green eyes utterly focused on the young woman before him, “That’s amazing. I’ve always respected people who dedicate their lives to others. You should go for it. You’ll do great, I can just feel it.”
“R-really?” Emily leaned in with big, hopeful eyes. Her sparkling green eyes wholly focused on the man across the table, “Y-you think I can do it? I-I know it isn’t… like a daughter of…” She bit her lip, “Love… to become a doctor but… It’s what I’ve always wanted to do… Ever since my father…” She looked down sadly.
“Hey.” Percy placed his hand over hers, speaking in a voice as soothing as lapping ocean waves, “Just because you were born beautiful doesn’t mean you have to be a model or an actress. If it’s something you’re passionate about, then go for it. I can tell just from talking to you how much you care…”
Emily sniffed as she wiped her eyes. Like a true daughter of Aphrodite, her makeup was still perfect, “T-thank you..! No one’s ever..! I-I mean I’ve heard it before, from all sorts of guys but… but… When you say it… I really feel like you mean it.”
Percy smiled kindly, “I do.”
Emily flashed a brilliant, beautiful smile. The blonde-haired girl stole the hearts of the room. Despite being in a bar, the place was quiet. All the patrons stayed a respectful distance away. All of them felt a strange feeling inside themselves. An urge to leave this table alone.
“H-hey, what about me..?!” Maria said cutely, leaning in to touch Percy's arm. Her eyes went big as she looked down at her own hand, staring in amazement as she ran her fingers across his firm forearm.
“I have faith in you too, Maria...” He said easily, wearing an award-winning smile, “You don't need me to tell you you'll do great as a dancer. I'd love to see you perform sometime.”
“R-really?!” Maria said quickly, her breasts pressing against the table as she leaned over, “My first show is coming up..! W-will you... I-I mean... If you want, you could...” She bit her lip, her cheeks dusted with a cute blush as she looked away. This stunning young woman, a daughter of Beauty, wore the face of a shy young maiden in front of him.
“I wouldn't miss it for the world.” He told her confidently, “Let me know the time and place. I'll be front and center, I promise.”
“Yay~!” She cheered and quickly pulled out her phone, “I-I'll text it to you..!” Then she looked up with eager eyes and a warm smile, “What's your number?”
He smiled kindly and pulled out his own phone, “Here. Let me give it to you too, Emily. If you're attending the local college, I can give you the tour.”
“W-wait, are you studying there too?!” Emily said excitedly.
“Yeah, Marine Biology.” He said with a grin, “They've got a decent course.”
“No way..!”
Aphrodite bit her own fingernail in her frustration. ‘How did it come to THIS?! I was supposed to be seducing him! Any ordinary man would kill for a chance to LOOK at me, much less FUCK ME! I was throwing myself at him!’
Her flawless plan to seduce her man had exploded spectacularly in her face. While she slutted out her own daughters, thinking any man with a dick would jump at a chance for a mother-daughter foursome with the epitome of beauty herself, Percy silenced her with one cold look. Then, before she could even protest, he'd taken the girls by their hands, introducing himself with a sparkling smile that made her heart flutter and her words catch in her throat.
Then, he rejected her and dragged her daughters away. Now, all she could do was watch lest she suffer that cold, disapproving look that made her heart stab so painfully in her chest. She watched from afar, and for the first time in her immortal life... Aphrodite was envious. She didn't even realize it herself, but she was plotting a million little nonsensical plans to switch places with her daughters. To be the one Percy was focused on.
Aphrodite stewed in her own misery, ranting in her mind, ‘Arrgh..! This is so HUMILIATING.’ As the Goddess of Beauty herself, her beauty transcended all things, so it’s not as if Percy merely found her unattractive. To make matters worse, she was forced to watch as he put on a heart-throbbing romance scene straight out of a TV drama right in front of her, ‘And with my own DAUGHTER!’
Aphrodite’s head hit the table. For the first time in her life, the Goddess of Love, Beauty, Pleasure, and all other such emotions felt… terrible. Her heart sank in her chest and squeezed painfully in a way that was unfamiliar to her. The world looked a little blurry, and when she blinked, she felt something hot running down her cheeks. She touched them with her hands, feeling the way her fingers were wet.
“H-huh..?”
Aphrodite gave Percy one last lingering look, seeing the way he laughed so charmingly alongside Emily, who wore the smile of the happiest woman alive.
Aphrodite quickly left the bar.
She didn't know what this feeling in her chest was... but she hated it.
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Percy, for the first time in a long time, felt pretty good. He had a smile on his face as he walked down the street, thumbing his phone.
He didn't know what came over him that night in the bar, but Aphrodite's daughters just looked like they needed help. He moved without thinking and actually found himself enjoying his night for the first time in a while. It seemed like those girls needed it, too, so he was happy to stay in contact with them.
He didn't have too much in common with the girls, but they were chatty and fun, so they'd found plenty to keep themselves talking.
But there was something nagging in Percy's mind. He didn't think this was the end of it. He was anxious to find what Aphrodite would resort to next. She was one of the most petty of the Goddesses, and after scorning her twice, he was amazed he hadn't been cursed or worse.
He was counting the days, bracing himself for whatever she had planned next.
That was why he was so disturbed when Maria sent him a one-line message.
“The show's canceled. Sorry.”
...
...
...
It wasn't hard to find her. He always had his ways when things came down to the wire. She wouldn't respond to his texts, so he knew something was wrong. Percy trusted his instincts.
From the back, he hardly recognized her. At first, his eyes trailed over her, and he had to do a quick double-take with growing concern.
He found her in the college library, her back facing his as she leaned over a desk.
She was wearing a beige, frumpy sweater, and had her dark brown hair pulled over one shoulder in a neat braid.
He approached her quietly, and called out, “Maria.”
She froze stiff, her shoulders raising, “P-Percy..!” Her voice was nervous as she tugged her braid and ducked her head, “What are you doing here?”
“Maria... look at me.” He placed a hand on her shoulder, leaning down beside me.
“N-no..!” She said quickly, “I can't..! I-I..!”
He gently reached around to cup her chin and turn her head.
...
“That bitch.” He said quietly.
“D-don't say that..!” She nearly squeaked.
Aphrodite was a spiteful bitch.
With her reputation, he thought it was odd she didn't do anything to him. He knew she was probably pissed that he'd rejected her not once, but twice now. But he never would've imagined she'd take it out on her own daughters. Somehow, he'd thought better of her. Seems he was wrong.
He touched her cheek.
“N-no..!” She swatted his hand away, looking at him through big, bulky glasses, “D-don't..! Don't look at me..! I'm..!”
“Beautiful.” He said quietly.
“Shut up... you don't mean that..! Not now...”
Percy's green eyes were stormy, masking his anger and disappointment to put on a kind smile, “I do. You're the same beautiful girl I met last week. I'm heartbroken that your own mother would do this to you...”
Maria hid her face in her hands.
Percy gently pulled them away, making her look at him, “Hey. It's okay. It just proves she's jealous of you... and for good reason.”
“W-what?” She blinked at him, fresh tears sliding down her cheeks, “What reason could she have to be jealous of m-me..?”
He grinned cockily, “You've got me on your side.”
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“Mmm..? Ballet?” The Goddess of Love let out an exaggerated snort, rolling her eyes while chewing some hot-pink bubblegum. She shrugged, swinging her hips as she entered the dance hall, “What a boring way to dance... but don't worry, Percy. If you're into leotards, I wouldn't mind squeezing into one!”
While her last plan had backfired, it just made Aphrodite realize she was going about it the wrong way. Other girls would just distract him from her appeal. He may be playing hard to get, but there was only so much willpower a man could have. Eventually, he'd crumble before her Beauty and come crawling on his knees to kiss her feet.
And she knew how to make it happen. She knew his tastes. It was strange to her, a guy who favored fluffy, huggable sweaters over deep, flashy cleavage. But the way she stretched her pink turtleneck out with impossibly bouncy, bra-less boobs would still make any man stop and stare. And she didn't mind the way her big, fat ass filled out these tight black leggings, despite normally having half her ass hanging out of tiny little booty shorts.
She slung her purse over one shoulder after reapplying her perfect makeup and strutted into the dance hall. It was time to find Percy and rock his world!
...
She only made it into the dark, main chamber when she stopped and paused.
“How...”
There, stealing the spotlight center stage, was a familiar, beautiful brunette. With luxurious hair, and gorgeous features, she stole the show with a graceful dance.
It was Maria... Her daughter.
The same daughter she'd cursed for stealing Percy's attention. Here she was, positively glowing on stage, her face free of any blemishes, her eyes sparkling bright without need for thick, bulky glasses. She smiled like a woman who had it all, as her eyes kept glancing down to the front row.
Aphrodite saw him there, even from her spot far in the back. Percy Jackson was focused on HER.
Wordlessly, Aphrodite left the hall.
She couldn't take it. The way her heart was telling her that this was all WRONG.
It was like the world was crumbling around her.
The object of her desire, her lust, her passion, was rejecting her again and again. It was agonizing.
She couldn't take much more of this. She needed to do something NOW.
She had to have him!
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Percy wore a smile the whole way home. Maria had been over the moon. He'd been lucky enough to know someone who could help. Aphrodite might have cursed her daughter with ugliness, but she wasn't the brightest goddess in creation. Her very own cosmetics, guaranteed to remove any blemish, were enough to clear up her complexion quickly. The damaged eyesight was a bit trickier, but it was solved with a favor and some divine help.
Maria's debut dance was a huge hit, no wonder, with her happiness radiating enough to blind you. There wasn't a mortal in that chamber that could have left that show without a smile on her face.
His phone was still blowing up even now, as he slid his house key into the lock. She was chattering on about every little thing, thanking him again every other message, he was happy to reply to them all.
He kicked his shoes off and tugged at the tie around his neck, ready to wind down for the night.
Then, when he opened his bedroom door, he froze.
He swallowed.
There was a goddess in his bed.
“Hello, Percy~!” Aphrodite's smooth, seductive voice calmed his beating heart.
His eyes fogged over, slowly sliding down every sensual curve of her bombshell body. Her huge, jaw-dropping breasts were hanging nakedly from her chest, the massive size drooping into a flawless, natural teardrop shape, capping with delectable, thick bubblegum nipples.
Her thick, sinful thighs were pressed together as she laid on her side, teasing him with a peek at her tender pink pussy nestled snugly between. There was a wispy pink sash tied around her waist.
She smiled with stimulating, crimson lips, and blew him a kiss. He breathed in deep, feeling his heart skip a beat as it began to pump fiercely in his chest. All thoughts of Maria left his mind. His phone slid out of his limp fingers, clattering to the floor.
“I've been waiting for you~!” She said in an irresistible purr, beckoning him forward with one finger.
He stumbled forward like he was tugged on an invisible leash.
She was so beautiful. Irresistible. Pure desire, naked and ready for him in his bed. His hands reached out for her as she playfully moaned. His fingers dug into the softest pair of breasts in the world, melting into the doughy fat of Aphrodite's gigantic breasts.
She giggled enchantingly, puckering her plush, ruby lips to meet his in a kiss.
“Aah~!” She moaned with surprise as he avoided her lips, mauling her breasts with desperate hands as he lowered his lips to kiss and suck on her neck. She fell back on the bed as he climbed on top of her, huffing with lust. Aphrodite smiled with ecstasy, “Yes~! Percy~! That's it..! Squeeze my fat titties~! Aren't my boobs amazing? Heheh, you're squeezing them so roughly, I love the way it feels~!”
Aphrodite's plush thighs opened naturally as he had his way with her body. Her hips rose to bump and grind upward against his as she felt that tingling, desperate need in her pussy. She was raring to go, finally ready to receive that thick, delicious cock of his in her greedy cunt.
“Oh, I can't wait..!” She moaned, “I feel that big dick THROBBING~! Oh, let it out, Percy..! With tight those pants are, it must hurt..! Don't worry darling..! I'll drain those fat balls of yours dry tonight! Oh, I can't wait anymore..! Fuck me Percy~!” Aphrodite's voice rose high as she let loose her slutty voice.
She suddenly felt her shoulders grabbed, as Percy's voice breathed roughly in her ear, “You fucking slut..! Are you that desperate for dick? You broke into my house..! Stripped naked on my bed..! You really want to get fucked that badly..!?”
“Yes~!” Aphrodite squealed with happiness, every word of Percy's followed by a rough tug on her plump nipples. Her pussy was drooling with excitement. Something about this man made her instincts go wild, and she was falling into a lustful rut, “I'm such a slut for you, darling! Please fuck me silly..! God my pussy can't take it anymore, I need dick now!”
Aphrodite's painted fingers slipped between her squishy thighs to rub the slick, mess of her pussy lips, humping her hips up into him while she let out passionate breaths. She looked so slutty and horny on the bed beneath him, begging him to ravish her.
He grabbed her and flipped her over. She squealed with excitement, her huge tits bouncing on her chest as she was shoved down onto her stomach and Percy mounted her from behind.
She felt his broad, strong hands on her hips, forcing them into position so he could drive that huge, throbbing cock into her from behind. She grinned dumbly, pussy quivering with excitement as she waited to feel that thick, fat shaft stretching her cunt open to match its shape.
She felt him grab the pink sash around her waist and moaned erotically as it slid up her body. She yelped in surprise, then giggled with perverse delight. He jerked it up until it was wrapped around her neck, bunched it up in his powerful fist, then tugged back forcefully, lightly choking her with it.
“Yes..! You're so naughty, I love it..! Fucking choke me Percy..! I'm such a slutty bitch~ I can take it! Choke me while you pound my slutty, tight pussy from behind! Treat this bitch goddess how she deserves and rail my fucking cunt..!” Aphrodite squealed deliriously, lost in her own lust and excitement as she felt that huge, throbbing bulge pressing incessantly on the huge globes of her naked backside.
Percy huffed in her ear, holding her down on the bed. His grip tightened on her sash, making her slightly choke as it squeezed around her neck.
...But he didn't fuck her.
Instead, he growled in her ear, in a soft, shaky voice, “A-Athena... protect me!”
“W-wha..?” Aphrodite choked.
Then her crystal blue eyes went huge with shock, and there was a sound like cracking thunder.
Then, a voice came booming from above.
“APHRODITE YOU SLUT! GET AWAY FROM HIM THIS INSTANT!”
“H-huh?!” She shrieked as she was blasted away by godlike energy.
In a flash of golden light, Athena, with her stormy grey eyes, appeared furiously. Before Percy could even flinch Athena had Aphrodite's long blonde hair in her grip as she pulled the goddess away from him.
“Ow, ow, ow, stop that, you bitch~!” Aphrodite thrashed and reached for him, “P-percy..! W-wait tell her to stop, I'm-”
“Silence!” Athena bit and there was a blinding white flash. Percy watched Aphrodite disappear, and Athena crossed her arms in a huff, “We'll talk about this in my temple! Wait there patiently, you stupid girl.”
Percy looked down at the pink sash in his hands. Aphrodite's Girdle. A powerful item that made her irresistible, even to gods. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and his mind cleared from the rampant, lustful thoughts broiling through them. He regained clarity and looked up.
“Thank you.” He let out a calming breath.
Athena wore the smile of an old friend, “Anything for you, Percy.”
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Mount Olympus
“You shameless whore!”
“Ugh.”
“I can't believe you would stoop so low!”
“Oh, spare me.” Aphrodite rolled her eyes as she filed her perfect, painted nails, “Should you really be lecturing me for seducing a mortal? Don't you have better things to do?”
Athena narrowed her stormy grey eyes, “Seducing.?! What you were doing was raping him!”
Aphrodite's face scrunched up terribly, “Rape? Me?! HAH! As if! There's not a single man in the world who would say no to sharing my bed!” The idea that she, the Goddess of Love, would stoop to rape was incomprehensible to her. She'd never heard the word 'no' in all her immortal life.
“Then why did you need the Girdle?” Athena asked simply.
Aphrodite's teeth gnashed together as she scowled at Athena, “Argh..! Shut up, you bitch! Why are you getting in my way?! And what the hell is YOUR relationship with Percy anyway?! You're supposed to be a chaste Goddess, so why are you flashing down into his bedroom!?”
“Hmph.” Athena scoffed and looked down at Aphrodite, “Deflect all you like, Aphrodite. The only one you're fooling is yourself. As for my relationship with Percy... It's purely platonic, of course. I met him by pure happenstance and discovered he was dating my daughter.”
“HUH!?” Aphrodite slammed her hands on the table and rose from her seat, “He's dating some nerdy bit-” Athena's glare stopped her short, “A-aha... ahem, so he's in a relationship? That must be why-”
“No.” Athena cut her off with a wave of her hand, “My daughter broke it off a while ago... To my knowledge, he's not in a relationship right now.”
Aphrodite's brow furrowed, “What? Why would she ever do that?”
Aphrodite said it with a voice full of genuine confusion. Athena raised an eyebrow, surprised at her tone.
“Well, I mean, he's young and handsome, plus he's really sporty and rocking a killer bod~! He's friendly and charming, and seems really smart too! He's the total package!” Aphrodite said with a smirk, and then her grin turned lewd as she licked her lips salaciously, “Not to mention his package~! God, if I could just get a taste of that thick~ throbbing~ Mmm~!”
“Ugh.” Athena groaned, “For a moment, I almost thought that you were being sweet.”
“But who is he anyway?” Aphrodite suddenly exclaimed, looking at her with a genuine question on her mind.
“What do you mean?” Athena raised a brow.
“I mean- He's not just some random mortal, right? He can't be!”
“Oh?” Athena appeared intrigued, “To my knowledge, he is. Do you believe he's not just a regular human?”
“Well, duh!” Aphrodite said, rolling her eyes, “Did you see that bulge of his? There's no way a guy with a cock like that can be human!”
“Sigh...” Athena lowered her head, pinching the bridge of her nose, “I should've known your reasoning would be something like that...”
Aphrodite huffed as she was dismissed. Her reason was perfectly valid. After all, it was backed by millennia of evidence.
“In any case...” Athena waved her hand, and fixed Aphrodite with a stern look, “Percy is my friend. I do not approve of you using the Girdle to have your filthy way with him.”
Aphrodite's face scrunched up at her phrasing. In her mind, there was no way he wouldn't enjoy every second of it, so there was no problem.
But no matter how she justified it, it wouldn't stop Athena from dressing her down for the next three days and nights.
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“Ugh..! That stupid prude..!” Aphrodite moaned to herself, bitching the whole way back to her temple on Olympus, “She needs to just mind her own business! Let me fuck who I want, okay? Why should it matter to a 'chaste' Goddess anyway?”
She marched into her bright pink temple. A line of handmaidens, chosen by Aphrodite herself, awaited her with warm welcomes. She didn't even give them a glance and just let out a deep sigh, “It's good to be home... I guess...”
She quickly went deeper into the temple, into her own personal chambers, and waved at one of the girls waiting within, “Hey, you.” She said carelessly, “Come attend to me!”
“Y-yes..!” The girl hurried over. As Aphrodite slumped into a plush armchair, she lifted up her feet to allow the girl to start unstrapping her heels.
She looked at her bright pink fingernails and sighed, “Hmm... maybe I should repaint them. Green to match his eyes? It doesn't go well with pink though...”
“S-should I?”
Aphrodite rolled her eyes, “No. I was talking to myself. You can start preparing my bed tonight... I need to think about what to wear tomorrow...”
“U-uhm...”
“Hm?” Aphrodite looked at the girl, who was holding her bare foot in one hand, and a pink heel in the other.
“A-are you staying... here tonight, my lady?”
Aphrodite looked at her dumbly, “In MY temple..? Of course!”
“I-I'm sorry..! I-It's just been years since the last time you-!” The girl wisely shut her mouth and ducked her head, “I shall prepare your bed at once!”
“Had it been that long?” Aphrodite wondered to herself, looking around. She usually spent her nights tangled up in bed with whatever lover had caught her eye, but never brought companions back to her temple. She hadn't realized it had been that long since the last time she'd stayed here. She shrugged.
“Thanks, Khloe~!” Aphrodite said carelessly over her shoulder, sending off her handmaiden with a half-hearted wave of her hand.
“U-uhm..!”
Aphrodite looked at her. The girl had a weird expression on her face. As their eyes met, she jumped and averted her gaze.
“What?” Aphrodite said with a bite in her tone.
She flinched and ducked her eyes, “K-Khloe is serving as your bath attendant today.”
“Oh.” Aphrodite looked at her. Then she blinked a few times, “Uhh, thanks then... Sophie?”
The girl's face tightened.
“Uhm...” Aphrodite pursed her lips, “Stacy! No? Kaley? Katie? Oh! Melissa!” Aphrodite stopped guessing randomly as the girl looked ready to cry.
She narrowed her eyes and thought about it for a while, 'Hmm... I thought for sure it was Melissa... Nicole? No... Selena? That's not right... I think one of my handmaidens is named Cassia but... Hmph this is too hard...'
“M-my name is Irene!” The young woman shrieked. Then she quickly covered her mouth, aghast with herself, “I-I'm sorry, my lady!”
“Aha, Irene..!” Aphrodite snapped her fingers, “That was like... my third next guess! See, I knew I'd get it eventually; anyway, carry on with whatever you were doing!”
“Y-yes, my lady..!” Irene quickly scampered off.
Aphrodite's face fell as she was left alone. For some reason, that had put her in an even fouler mood. She muttered under her breath, “Irene... Irene... God, why can't they just have simple names like Maria?” She rolled her eyes, “I've got like, dozens of serving girls, how am I supposed to remember them all?” She huffed and tried to push the nagging feeling out of her heart.
It never occurred to her that these girls were the same immortal handmaidens that had been serving her for hundreds if not thousands of years, and most of them were her very own daughters. Remembering their names wouldn't be difficult, even for a mortal.
Shortly after, Aphrodite slipped off her white robe and slid into pink silk sheets to rest. As she lay in her bed, she felt her heart squeezing tightly in her chest. Despite the brave face she put on in front of Athena, she was a mess inside.
She really used the Girdle to seduce him... and he still resisted her. He pushed her away. Part of her was a little glad. If she went through with it... turned him into her brainless, lovestruck admirer... how would she feel, come morning? Slowly, Aphrodite was starting to realize that was not what she wanted.
She was beginning to admit this was more than just physical desire. It was more than a night of passion. She wanted something from Percy that she'd never desired before. She didn't know what it was. There was something about him that just lingered in her heart.
Strangely, lying in bed at night, Aphrodite wasn't filled with lustful thoughts. All she wanted right now... was to see him again. Try to speak with him again. Maybe this time it would go better.
After getting rejected time and time again, getting pushed away by the object of her desire, and scolded by Athena for her own stupidity, Aphrodite felt terrible. This was her all-time low, the biggest embarrassment of her immortal life.
“The Goddess of Love... can't seduce a mortal man...” She said bitterly to herself as she laid down her head, “What a joke.”
Over the next few weeks, the mortal world would be thrust into chaos. With the Domain of Love wrought with turmoil, relationships world wide would end in disaster.
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End of Chapter
A/N: This one's a bit of a slow burn compared to my usual stuff. I'm not sure how long we'll go, but I foresee at least three chapters.
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Can’t wait for this to update
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This is a great start!
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