Aphrodite's Virginity Broadcast
Your body has entered a state of uncontrollable arousal.
My cock was still cumming without end.
"So this weird state my body's in is because of you?"
"The Authority of Beauty I possess captivates men and drives them into a frenzy. I used it on you at full strength. An ordinary man would have become my slave by now… but who would have thought your mental fortitude would surpass that of most gods? This is an unexpected turn of events."
"If my mind blocked the charm, shouldn't my body be normal too?"
"Compared to your willpower, your flesh succumbed to the charm. You're still ejaculating in a state of heat, aren't you? Normally, that kind of physical state would affect the mind as well… yet you seem completely unfazed?"
"……."
So my body was under Aphrodite's thrall. That also explained why I felt no pleasure despite the continuous orgasm. It had to be the effect of Absolute Mind.
"Is the fact that my body is still intact — and that my regenerative power has spiked — also because of your Authority?"
The arrows embedded in my flesh were working their way free, clattering one by one onto the floor. As the wounds regenerated, the shafts were being pushed naturally out through the skin.
"It doesn't hurt much right now, does it? Arousal dulls pain — that's just how it works. Your body is in a state of mind-breaking heat. Normally you'd collapse from exhaustion… but it seems your regenerative power and stamina were exceptional to begin with."
Aphrodite stared at my crotch with open fascination.
It was unbearable down there.
My fully erect cock was still pumping out load after load. White semen had soaked through my pants. I wanted them off — immediately.
…Is there any reason to keep the pants on? The fight's over. I won.
All that remained was to claim the spoils.
I stripped off my pants and underwear and flung them aside. Splat. The clothes hit the floor with a wet, disgusting sound. Instead of looking at the cum-soaked fabric, I looked at my cock.
The flushed, throbbing shaft was still spurting semen in thick jets. The force was staggering — the cum was shooting nearly two meters into the air, and the volume was enormous. I wrapped one hand around the still-throbbing, still-ejaculating cock. It was long, thick, and scorching hot.
"My, my."
Aphrodite smiled.
The Authority of Beauty invades you.
Your transcendent mental power resists the Authority of Beauty.
"Still not giving up?"
"You never know, do you? For all we know, you might be hanging on by a thread right now."
"Dream on. There is no world in which I submit to you."
I closed the distance. A drop of semen splattered onto Aphrodite's shoulder.
Any idiot could have predicted what was about to happen — and yet Aphrodite showed no fear. If anything, she looked at me with eyes that held a flicker of anticipation.
"For a human, that's quite the specimen."
"I'm going to fuck you now."
"Think you can handle it? Not a single man who's ever held me has managed to pull out afterward."
She still hadn't given up. She genuinely believed I would fall for her.
⚔ The God of War glares at you as if he wants you dead.
☁ The God of the Sky strokes his beard.
⚔ The God of War glances sideways at the God of the Sky, reading his reaction.
🔨 The Lame One Who Shakes the Earth watches with keen interest.
The God of War.
That blunt divine title belonged to Ares — Aphrodite's adulterous lover. And the Lame One Who Shakes the Earth… that was Hephaestus, Aphrodite's official husband.
Hephaestus is showing interest? So things between him and Aphrodite really are that bad.
Hephaestus was a divine seat that appeared in the original novel as well. The boisterous god took a liking to the protagonist Kang Myeong-jin and gifted him weapons of his own forging.
And now that opportunity has come to me.
What would Hephaestus want done to Aphrodite?
Obvious. A thorough lesson for the cheating bitch.
I gripped my cock and angled it downward. Splat, spurt! It was still ejaculating, still spraying semen. Aphrodite wore a seductive smile as she took hold of the shoulder straps of her black dress and slid them down.
Shhhk. The dress slipped free. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. The goddess's naked body was fully revealed.
Her figure called to mind the painting The Birth of Venus. The Aphrodite standing before me was not identical to the Venus in that painting — but the magnetic pull that seized a man's gaze was exactly the same.
Skin like polished pearl, white and impossibly soft. Full, heavy breasts and a waist without a single ounce of excess. A broad, powerful pelvis that rivaled the chest above it.
A breeze stirred her golden hair. Framed between those strands, her face was perfect. I searched for a flaw and found none.
My eyes dropped on reflex — straight to Aphrodite's pussy. Her sex was smooth, without a single hair. Only a single vertical line marked the center of her mound. Focusing harder, I could make out the pink of her inner labia.
Rainbow Foam finds this amusing.
Rainbow Foam.
In other words — Aphrodite. Not the Wishin standing in front of me, but the real Aphrodite seated above this world.
She's amused even knowing her own Wishin is about to be violated? …Does she even understand the situation properly?
Maybe Aphrodite didn't consider this a violation at all. Trying to understand gods by human standards was a fool's errand. Better to just accept it and move on.
"You'll never escape me."
"Bullshit."
I lunged at Aphrodite.
Gentleness? I had no use for that. I threw her onto her back and forced her thighs apart. Her pink pussy — pressed shut in a neat vertical line that somehow didn't suit her — glistened as it welcomed me.
"You filthy bitch. You're already soaked. Virgin my ass — you're nothing but a whore. Ah, I get it. A virgin slut."
"…Are you sure about this? Think that leaking thing of yours can satisfy me?"
"You fucking slut."
Even I had limits to my stamina.
Pointless worry. I haven't used Complete Recovery yet.
But that wasn't what mattered right now. I pulled a smartphone from my inventory — a model optimized for filming.
Aphrodite's expression shifted, just slightly.
"…You're not seriously thinking of broadcasting this, are you?"
"Quick on the uptake. This is the moment Venus of District 6700 loses her virginity. Of course I'm broadcasting it. I can already picture the District 6700 citizens losing their minds."
"……So that's how you plan to drag me down? It won't go the way you think. Even if the citizens of District 6700 learn I'm not a virgin, they'll still lust after me."
Aphrodite spoke with absolute confidence. She saw the people of District 6700 as suckers. Well — so did I. But if I thoroughly destroyed her right here and now… that would be a different story.
I opened the streaming app on the phone and went live. David would handle the rest.
Looks like he successfully took over the streaming platform. The bastard really is competent. Killing David can wait a little longer.
The promotion must have been solid — within a minute, the viewer count blasted past three thousand. And it was still climbing fast, a steep and relentless surge.
The chat scrolled past in a frantic cascade. It was chaos. Most of it was people fretting over Aphrodite and talking about filing reports — but a not-insignificant number of comments were openly looking forward to her getting fucked.
The viewer count had already blown past twenty thousand.
"Once we hit ten thousand Clover Coins, I'll show Aphrodite's pussy right away."
has donated 30,000 Clover Coins!
"Heh. 'Follower,' huh? What a funny bastard."
True to my word, I lowered the camera. The image of her pussy — nestled below that white, slender waist — filled the frame.
Viewer count: one hundred thousand.
"From this moment on, Aphrodite's virgin pussy is mine to ruin. You lot can jerk off. Aphrodite. Got anything to say?"
Aphrodite wore a resolute expression. In truth, from the moment the stream went live, her face had been locked in a rigid mask.
She was acting. If a woman being raped looked too composed, the audience would find it strange. Depending on the viewer, it might not even register as rape — it could look like consensual sex.
"Something this trivial won't make me submit."
"Heh. Fine by me. Let's see how long that high-and-mighty attitude lasts."
I gripped my cock and drove it into her pussy with everything I had. No — "drove" was too mild. I rammed it in.
The rock-hard shaft tore through her hymen in a single thrust and slammed straight into her cervix.
"Hhk— kkuuuuungh!"
Aphrodite threw her head back, her whole body shuddering. Her hands found my shoulders on instinct, nails digging in.
I went slack-jawed, a dumb expression on my face as pleasure flooded up from my lower body.
Before I put it in, I felt nothing… the second I entered, the pleasure hit all at once.
My cock was still cumming. I rolled my hips. Every time I moved, white semen gushed out around the shaft from her pussy. Virgin blood? That had been flushed out by the cum ages ago. Aphrodite's lower belly was visibly swollen — packed full of my semen from the inside.
I pulled completely free. Semen erupted from her hole like a burst dam.
"Hiiiiiiiek!"
Ignoring her reaction, I slammed back into her pussy. Maybe it really was because she was a goddess — Aphrodite's cunt was a masterpiece that rivaled even Yuria's. The texture was quite different, though.
"Just— just this much— kkuuuuut?!"
Slap-slap-slap-slap!
I kept thrusting while still ejaculating. The moment I activated Sexual Sensitivity Amplification, the composed Aphrodite's eyes rolled back and she started gasping for air.
As always, Sexual Sensitivity Amplification never lets me down.