Thread: How Most Love Goddesses Are Made {darkest_fate&KalTammy}

Oh yes, I'm quite serious, said Aprhone. Almost too plump lips in a perfectly bow shaped mouth twisted into a nearly too charming smile. Expertly manicured and tended to nails raised as delicate fingers made a casual gesture of dismissal. If you agree to the terms of the wager, then you will receive my position as the Head Goddess of Love. You shall be the one revered upon the pantheon and have all the duties and honors that come with the position. Should you fail, you won't bring up promotion for... at least another century or two, and you're to be my plaything for.. half that time? Aprhone thought it to be a rather generous offer, all things considered. The truth of the matter was rather simple after millennia of being the head goddess of lust, ardor, and love, she was growing rather weary. The job did entail a good amount of fucking she was technically the goddess of love making, but the sheer responsibilities of it were rather draining. That didn't even take into consideration how Aphrone needed to keep constantly on top of the fashions and forms that were considered the most appealing. Well, technically that last just sort of happened. Like now, the goddess had an absolutely perfect figure, the one that matched the most popular wet dreams. Perfectly curvy hips with the ideal women's position rounded and soft in all the right places with generous helpings of the most feminine portions. Hips that were of perfect width for child bearing without being too bulky. A pleasantly plump rear of perfect jiggle. A gravity defying bust that wasn't ludicrous, but would clearly support several children of which the goddess had several. Her waist length hair shimmered with divine energies, its color usually a divine gold, though it often changed with whichever mortal happened to be most desired. Same with the constantly changing eyes and perfect makeup. At least her face would always remain radiantly beautiful. Aphrone's apprentice would, of course, look different, if only because the goddess required it. She'd been picked up from somewhere for something Aphrone wasn't very detail oriented hence not knowing the number of children. She had some of that ambition, which Aphrone could appreciate. Hence the whole start of the wager. Rather simple, really. To become a goddess of love and lust, the candidate must experience love and lust directly from any and all creatures that have such sensations and then some, but Aphrone left that bit off. What this meant was not simply going about fucking the usual races elves, men, halflings, etc. but also all the more.. unsavory ones. Thus the bet if the candidate fucked her way through everything on this plane, then she would become the new goddess. Simple. Easy. Really fucking sexy. Aphrone tapped a finger to her plump lip, eying her apprentice again. Yes, they should work. It'll be easy to just head from here to the Well that let the gods peer into the mortal world where they would. Aphrone had asked her apprentice to meet her in one of the Goddess viewing chambers near the well anyway, the private place where Aphrone could use her powers to scry on any and all creatures engaging in carnal acts of course Aphrone could about do this anywhere but it was so much easier here. Plus, isolated, so masturbating wouldn't quite cause the other gods so much consternation. If Aphrone had to listen to the pious warrior goddess bitch about her masturbating one more time...