Chapter 3: Impotency
After subjecting Vaughn to ridicule and mockery, the World God's wrath manifested in a curse that befallen him. It was a curse born out of the immense number of lives lost due to Vaughn's relentless over-ejaculation. The staggering count of 99 billion sperms lost in the pursuit of his insatiable desires stood as a testament to the depths of his indulgence.
'Yes, for killing that many, his soul should be cursed! I need to give him an endless suffering!', the World God said to himself, wanting to do the deed right away.
But before the World God could unleash his curse upon Vaughn, a sudden intervention disrupted his plans. The World God's wife, the Goddess of Reincarnation, stepped forward, her presence commanding attention. With her ethereal beauty and divine authority, she proposed an alternative course of action, one that would spare Vaughn from the full brunt of the World God's wrath.
"Dear.", she said, her voice enchanting.
The World God's anger seemingly faded the moment he heard her voice, turning his gaze at her. Her beauty made the redness of his eyes fade away.
"Rather than cursing him or destroying him, why don't you give him endless suffering?"
When the World God heard his wife, his smile grew wider.
His wife also had the same idea as him, supporting him.
"Make him your slave.", she added.
"Slave?", the World God stared at his wife, somewhat confused as this was not what he wanted.
He wanted Vaughn to live in Hell for eternity!
"But…"
"That would be the best punishment, dear. Imagine, you call him everyday and he comes running to you like a dog.", she said, her intentions evil.
Reluctantly, the World God agreed to the compromise, conceding to the Goddess's unwavering insistence. Instead of condemning Vaughn to a living hell, the World God agreed to a different fate. Vaughn would become the slave of the World God, serving at his command and carrying out his whims and desires.
It was a compromise, a twisted form of punishment that still allowed the World God to exert his dominance and assert his superiority over Vaughn. As the Goddess of Reincarnation oversaw the binding of their agreement, Vaughn's destiny took a dark turn, forever intertwined with the capricious will of the World God.
'A goddess? No, she is a demoness!', Vaughn thought to himself.
He was thrust into the celestial domain, where his once hedonistic desires were now replaced with an eternity of servitude. It would be a journey fraught with challenges and trials, testing the limits of his endurance and resilience.
Few days had already passed and as usual, Vaughn was being used as a teapot. The World God would put the hot cup of tea on his back, forcing him to experience the pain while not being able to scream!
'Argh, this…'
'It fking hurts!'
"Dear…"
And just when Vaughn was suffering from pain again, the Goddess reappeared.
"Yes Honey?"
"Um, can I borrow him for a few?", she asked.
"Him?", the World God looked at Vaughn.
"Yes. Just for a day or two…", she pleaded in a cute manner, wrapping her arms around him.
"A-Ahem, alright. He is yours.", he said almost immediately.
'Wait what?'
'Why are you sending me off with a demoness?', Vaughn's inner mind was in turmoil.
Without his opinion, he was dragged away.
Vaughn was then transported to her realm. As he was being dragged away, Vaughn couldn't help but notice the frustration in her eyes and the longing that emanated from her being. As he stood beside her, he could feel the magnetic allure emanating from her very being. Her divine presence was intoxicating, stirring desires within him that he had never known before.
He was drooling in his mind as he saw her, only to be snapped back into reality by her voice.
"Vaughn.", she called out.
"Y-yes?"
"Huh?"
Vaughn was surprised. He could speak again.
The World God had sealed away his skill to speak and had forced him to bark like a dog. But it was only now that he could speak again, hearing his voice after ten days!
"Thank you!"
"I thank you my goddess!", he said, gratitude in his eyes and speech.
'She is such a nice deity…', he thought to himself.
But that belief was soon broken.
"Strip", she said.
"Wait, what?", he stared at her, his eyes wide-open.
"Unclothe yourself."
"…"
Vaughn was baffled.
He only had a piece of white clothing around him which was already embarrassing, but now the goddess wanted him naked!
Since he didn't move, the goddess decided to undress him. She walked closer, but before she could touch him, Vaughn moved back.
"No, this is wrong.", he said, having some conscience.
He didn't want to taint a goddess! Imagination and reality is different.
However, then the goddess started to speak on her own, about an entirely different thing as she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Please, I need it."
"Need what?", Vaughn stared blankly.
"I need a rod!", she said.
Vaughn, the God of Masturbation, needed no further explanation to understand what rod she was refering to as she slowly twirled around her thighs.
"Wait, we really shouldn't!"
"You have a husband and-"
"Husband?"
"That villain?"
"Haha…"
"Hahahaha!", she started to laugh loudly.
"Let me tell you something…"
"The reason you are suffering such fate today is because…"
The goddess, radiant and alluring, revealed to Vaughn the deep-seated jealousy of the World God. The World God, an embodiment of purity and divine perfection, was envious of Vaughn's ability to indulge in masturbation. While the World God could only partake in such acts once every thousand years for the sole purpose of procreation, Vaughn had reveled in the ecstasy of self-gratification countless times.
"He can't and is unable to produce the divine juice!"
"He pretends that it is because of some 1,000 year probation but in reality, he is just impotent."
And she exposed the World God out of frustration while explaining Vaughn.
"What in the actual heck!?"