Touching a woman like Circe was electrifying. Her creamy white skin glowed in the low light of the hotel room as shadows danced in the windows. Unzipping her jacket revealed her bare back, free of moles of blemishes and only smooth skin. She raised her hands to grip her shorts, and his heart skipped a beat. She pushed them down, revealing the well-toned bottom hiding beneath. His breath caught in his throat as she let her shorts fall on top of her thong. She flicked her blonde hair, revealing her pointy ears, and Zack moved like an animal. There was something he had to do, even if it killed him.
Zack kissed the point of her ear and sucked on the tip. "Oh, that's a welcome surprise." She snapped her fingers, and his clothes vanished. "You won't need those rags. I'll dress you in something proper to present you to the Olympians."
This could be his only chance to explore her body. Elf's ears were utterly adorable, and he was about to meet who. It didn't matter.
He nuzzled her hair, and she smelled like lavender and honeysuckles. Zack felt warmth spread from his cock and knew he was dripping pre cum all over the floor. It had been a long time for him.
It was her scent that was driving him mad. Not even in his teenage years had he felt so turned on. She turned around with all smiles. "Let's get you to the bed, Romeo. We're about to cross fully into the dreamlands, which can be trying for mortals. I would rather you were protected and inside me when we made the transition. You'll love it."
He was out of his depth; that was the truth. Circe pushed him onto the bed and stepped on his pre. "Someone's eager. I like a new hire ready to get to work and put in the necessary hours," Circe said.
Her breasts took his breath away. They were on the smaller side, perky, with light pink nipples. He felt something crack, and his dick hardened a little more. What was going on?
"We are almost fully in the dreamlands. Be careful, and don't accept any popups that you may see. You can only gain a single free skill at any rank, and you should wait until something truly exceptional appears."
He filed that away as something important, but not Circe's boobs important. Zack glanced down to see her crotch. A small trimmed garden of golden pubes exposed her soft pink hooded clit. He wanted to smell her, and suddenly he could. It was an odd feeling, but he did not select anything.
"Your body is adapting to your desires in the dream realm. Gods are known for shapeshifting in the physical realm, but in the dreamlands, form can become rather fluid."
Do you want to learn the skill Nike Eyes?
Y/N
He mentally said no, and the pop-up vanished.
"Good, if you had accepted that skill, I would have disappointed you. It would have been a mere F-rank skill since we aren't in the dreamlands yet."
Circe approached him and rubbed her hand across his thigh as he panted. It was hard to do anything but lie down and watch her. His body was heating up, and it was getting hard to breathe. "I think you might be hard enough," Circe said.
She climbed on the bed, exposing her closed lips and a small strip of pink slit dripping with satisfaction.
"Do I turn you on that much?"
"I'm a goddess, and it should be obvious that I love worship. You aren't struggling futilely against the barrier to the dreamlands. That's what your predecessor did. He made a mess of his rise and took so much of our time to see him return to sanity. Think of this like diving in the deep sea. No amount of struggling on your part will relieve the pressure." Circle grabbed his dick and rubbed it against her lips.
Pre-dribbled down in a long stream, feeling like a hot geyser. She took her time rubbing him up and down her pink slit while standing on the bed, knees bent and breasts bouncing.
Every excruciatingly long stroke against her soft pussy made him clench his teeth. His balls felt like fireballs as he struggled to keep from cumming. Her dripping pussy felt cool as drops of it fell on his thighs and cock, sliding down and soothing his woes.
She smiled amidst a curtain of luxurious blonde hair and shining blue eyes. "Think of this as a signing bonus. I don't fuck everybody I sign up, not even close. I was kicked out of the physical realm and desperate for someone to agree. Then you came, my hero." She bent her knees gently, and he felt himself push against her entrance. "Sorry, it's going to be a tight fit. I haven't had someone transform their cock to impress me in the dreamlands before. Maybe you have some potential with shapeshifting."
Do you want to learn Trickster Shapeshifting?
Y/N
Zack declined to trust her in good faith. All of it was faith, and he wanted to believe in Circe.
"Good. If you had chosen an ability, I would have turned you into an animal." She dropped her hips, and he reached out to grab her butt. The goddess's booty was tight enough to bounce a quarter off of and soft enough to cushion his head. He groaned as her tight sucking entrance milked the pre from his cock. It was a battle to stay sane, much less keep his load from bursting.
"Do you do that often, turn people into animals?" Zack asked.
Circe pushed another few inches down as he groaned. "I'm gobbling your cock. And no, I only help rich fetishists live out their dreams nowadays." She rose an inch and sank back down. "That's me, Circe, the dream maker. You're about to feel it soon." Zack felt his strength leave his limbs.
She raised her fat goddess ass and slammed down repeatedly as her juices flowed down him. He groaned as she bullied him with her pussy. Tight-loving walls squeezed and undulated around his cock as she moved, dropping lower with each squat. He felt his cock bury inside of her as his legs shook.
Zack tried to look away so he wouldn't blow his load early and saw the window. Circe grabbed his cheek and pointed his face back to her. "Look at me, but don't even think about looking outside." Circe raised until the tip of his cock kissed her entrance. "You need to cum for me. Give it to me."
She slammed down, and he felt his heart skip a beat as he blew his load inside of her.
"Take that, Athena, you eternal virgin. This is how you get someone to crossover." Circe said.
She raised and smashed back down, and he felt himself blow his load again.
"What's going on?"
"Prideful subconscious changes due to entering the dreamlands. Natural laws and limits are slipping away."
Do you want to learn the technique Hypnos Endurance?
Y/N
Zack hit no and came until he felt his balls should be raisins, but they kept going, and there was no refraction period.
"Maybe I'll get pregnant. We have great maternity leave—a whole 30 years last time I checked. That should be long enough to raise a young demigod."
Zack stared at her bloated stomach. "Dumb question, but are you already pregnant?"
"No, not even close. A mortal's seed can't get a goddess pregnant. It could work if you were rank C, but when you get your system, you'll start at G like every mortal." Zack felt like mush. At any time, he might melt away. Circe snapped her fingers to get his attention. "None of that; focus on your sense of self."
"I don't understand," Zack said.
"You are in the dreamland in a physical body. Dreamers can't even manage that, and it has consequences. Your thoughts can mold your body in any direction. The human mind isn't built for that, and you'll turn yourself into a puddle in bed if your thoughts stray." Circe said.
"How will I go to Elysium if I can't even handle the dreamlands?" Zack asked.
Circe pulled a small black box out of nowhere and held it out to him. "This is the system. It's something Hephestus and Athena cooked up. It mimics the system of another world that will give you structure and keep you from melting into goo. Also, say goodbye to your shapeshifting. It was fun while it lasted."
She pressed the box to his chest, and he felt it initializing.
Zack Sin
Rank: G-
Attributes: 9
Life G-
Regeneration G-
Endurance G-
Body G-
Strength G-
Reflex G-
Perception G-
Mana G-
Resistance G-
Skills: N/A
The good news is that he no longer felt like he was becoming good. The bad news is that he didn't know what his attributes did.
"Oh wise goddess, please, I beseech thee teach me the ways of the system," Zack said.
Circe grabbed his dick which was still hard, and remounted. He groaned as she sank to the base and flexed her muscles, sending sparks of pleasure through him.
"The system is a way to keep you from having stray thoughts and turning into goo. In the world, you're going to have this system widespread. There are natural doors to the dreamlands and two to the nightmares where monsters and demons invade the land constantly. The gods created this system to protect their people. At birth, people gain a random skill and their system. We're replicating that here but moving up so you can acquire good skills. Skills often determine whether someone can rank up or not." She rose until his cock was almost out of her before sliding back down so hard her ass clapped. "Ok, you're at G- that means you need to get all your skills to at least E and three of your attributes to G+ to rank up. Attributes can increase in two ways: by training them or by eating monsters. Doing both makes raising attributes much faster. Either way, you'll be at it for months, if not years, but you'll know more after your briefing."
Circe slammed down hard on him again, and he rose to grab her butt before finally realizing he was fine. Zack was not only acceptable but feeling good.
He dozed at her chest and sucked one of her nipples while she giggled and drenched him with her wetness.
…
Circe straightened his tie for him as they approached the realm of nightmare. Deities could form spaces that could move through the layers of reality. He would have to explore the various layers when he wasn't in the middle of the strangest job interview ever.
"So I guess we can't keep having sex," Zack said.
"What gave you that idea?"
"I'm going to be gone to another world."
Circe waved her hand. "It's whatever once you get done making friends and assassinating the prophesized hero. You can come back, and we can continue where we left off."
Wait, what did she mean by prophesized hero?
Zack gave her a look and had the decency to look embarrassed. "I didn't mention you had to John Wick, a boy in his crib."
"No, Circe, you didn't." He might have sounded a little hysterical. Zack covered his face and tried not to scream at her. That would probably be his last mistake.
"Well, one of the big things we need you to do is kill the prophesized hero destined to cross over here to get revenge on us for sending the guy who killed his family and nearly wiped out his line."
Zack closed his eyes. He expected a shoe to drop, but he was going over to assassinate someone.
"You can still back out. I will need to find someone else, but we can find a job at Olympus in Elysium, or you can tend to my animals. Maybe you can milk the horses."
Zack didn't know why he was saying it. Maybe it was the pussy and the boobs. "Would giving you my asshole make you feel better about killing someone gearing up to destroy your world?"
Circe placed a foot on the bed, raised her skirt showing off her toned ass, and pulled her thong aside. His mouth watered at the sight.
Do you want to learn the skill of Poseidon's Water Gun?
Y/N
Zack pictured a small stream of water cutting through stone and bodies.
He selected no. They were still in the dreamlands.
"A shame that one is great for wet work."
"Oh, you have puns," Zack said.
"And buns, why don't you plant your flag between them and claim the hole Odysseus was too scared to touch?"
Zack sank to his knees and stared at her butthole and still swollen pink pussy beneath it. "Is this your favorite kind of worship?"
"Maybe if I turned you into a giraffe, with 18 inches, it can't be wrong."
She was a stranger, and he was doing weird shit with her hours after meeting her. Zack took her advice and acted on it. That didn't mean he had no agency; no force stopped him from saying no or disobeying her. He even joked with her, knowing she was sending him off to be an assassin.
"Am I the only one," Zack asked before pressing his lips between her cheeks and tasting her tiny puckered anus.
Circe moaned and reached back to pull her butt a little further apart. "No, I have you, but everyone else has ten people. That doesn't mean you aren't getting your blessings, though. I recommend finding out where you'll be placed beforehand. You can even go to a native and forget the mission. That will be embarrassing for me, but it's your life." Zack stuffed his tongue through her hole and tasted the essence of Circe. "I don't think you'll do that, though."
He pulled away after her hole, gave little resistance to his tongue, and pressed his cock against her backdoor. Zack groaned as he sank into her hot, steamy depths.
Do you want to learn the skill Anal Domination?
Y/N
He saw himself ravaging towns, stretching the anuses of various monsters and people, and declined quickly.
"So what's a blessing," Zack asked as he pulled out of Circe, who looked quite happy from their exploration of sodomy.
"It's a skill granted by a god that starts in the E rank and acts like a skill in the D rank. I recommend something with utility. Throwing lightning bolts doesn't get as much range of use as most people think. Most who choose it don't live very long lives. Lighting is flashy, and the nail that stands up gets hammered down."
His stomach dropped as they entered the nightmare realm, and yellow eyes appeared in the window. "From this point until we get to Elysium, be on the lookout for a skill you want."
"What if I wait until after Elysium?" Zack asked.
Circe smirked at him. "You want to try and snag a skill while you're hurtling through chaos? Well, that would be something if you succeed. I'll say it's dangerous, and you could end up with no skill and have to deal with your first skill being in the G rank. Swing for the fences."