Rhea's Space

I clearly remember falling asleep with Luna cradled in my arms. And yet, the moment I opened my eyes, I was standing in Rhea's Space.

Reward time, huh.

There I was, buck naked with my Big Cock for Training standing at full mast.

Click. Click.

Rhea came striding toward me in high heels. "You did well again this time, Ian." She flashed me a bright smile.

Whoa, gorgeous. Pretty sure that's the first time I've ever seen her smile that brightly?

One look at her thin, see-through goddess gown and my cock snapped to full hardness in an instant. The teasing glimpse of side-boob and bare thighs. Her areolae, as always, hovered right at the edge of visible—not quite showing, not quite hiding.

I rested a hand on my hip and flicked my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cock upward. "I did really well this time, didn't I?"

"Hm? ...Yeah. Yes, you did."

"Then take care of it, then. Hurry up."

I gave my massive cock a slow, deliberate stroke.

"Excuse me—what?"

Rhea glanced at my cock sideways, eyes wide with surprise. What the hell? That's our usual running joke, but her reaction was somehow off today. If it were the real Rhea, she should have recoiled in disgust with zero point one seconds of delay, shouldn't she?

I pulled up her status window.

Figures. I knew something was off. This wasn't Rhea at all.

The status being unreadable was probably just because she was a goddess. But this person had transformed into Rhea's exact likeness—so what exactly was she playing at?

Hold on a second.

Wait—all she has to do is hand over the reward and send me back, so did Rhea just dump the gacha-spinning duty on her and wash her hands of it?

Diana, still wearing Rhea's face, was fumbling awkwardly at my joke. "Uuu...mm. So, um..."

Apparently no one had briefed her on this particular bit. I toyed with my cock and said, "Come on, give it a suck, Rhea. I've missed the way you do it so much."

She forced a laugh. "Ahahaha. Ian, you're too much..."

It's a joke, right? that expression said. Seeing the ever-stern Rhea pull a face like that—it definitely didn't suit her. I swept a suspicious look up and down her body.

"What's with you today? You're acting weird. You're the one who said sucking me off and then getting drilled was the sole joy of a goddess's existence."

"Huh? ...I said that?"

"Yep." I nodded.

"Ah. Ah, right, I did. O-of course I did, but... today I kind of feel like taking a break? Ahahaha."

I let my gaze wander—first to her lips, then her chest, then the junction between her thighs.

"Hyah!"

Fake Rhea shuddered, her luscious waistline twitching.

What the—Gazing Molestation actually works on her? Which means ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it works on Rhea too? So she was just pretending it didn't, that time before?

I bobbed my rigid cock up and down. "See? You want it too. So hurry over here and suck."

"N-no, I..."

"Refusing? Then why did you even call a busy man here?"

When I scowled like I was annoyed, she clasped her hands together and fidgeted. "Well... I have to give you your reward... you need to spin the gacha..."

She'd managed to play the Rhea act for a little while, but her true nature was slowly bleeding through.

"Don't feel like spinning the gacha. The rates are trash, and when something bad comes out it just puts me in a bad mood."

Fake Rhea leaped to defend her gacha system. "The rates aren't that bad...? You pulled the S-rank Vajra Body last time, didn't you?"

"That was pure luck on my part. The gacha system is garbage that ought to be scrapped."

"Gah!"

The Goddess of Gacha clapped both hands over her mouth the moment her very reason for existence was denied. Her pupils trembled.

I asked her, "So, what, is there some rate-UP event going on right now or something?"

"No, that would require the Goddess of Probability's approval..."

I stepped closer to fake Rhea. She swallowed hard.

"Spin the gacha, and I'll let you suck it?"

My fully erect cock pressed against the goddess's stomach. "Nnngh!" She flinched and stumbled backward.

"We do this all the time, don't we? Why are you being so weird today?"

"..."

A Rhea who fidgets with her fingers while stealing glances at my face. Honestly? Kind of hot in its own way.

"I'll be going then, I guess. I'm done with gacha from now on, so don't call me here for this stuff anymore."

"Uuuuh. O-okay, okay, I get it, so—"

She grabbed me as I turned to leave. At this point it was confirmed: goddesses are definitely not selected for intelligence. Willing to suck me off over the loss of one measly gacha spin.

Fake Rhea sank slowly to her knees before me, and my cock came to rest right in front of her face. I placed a hand on top of the goddess's head.

"Suck."

She hesitated for a moment, tongue peeking out—and then froze mid-motion. "Wait. Hold on. Let's spin the gacha first."

"Hm? Right. I secured two heroines, so I've got two gacha pulls banked, yeah?"

"Mm-hm. There's an item gacha and a skill gacha. Pick whichever you want."

The woman who'd looked so gloomy just moments ago smiled up at me radiantly. "You haven't tried the item gacha before, so shall we give that one a go?"

"Hehe. Sure."

She traced a slender finger through the empty air, and a slot-machine-style drawing board materialized before us.

"Rhea, you spin it for me. And as soon as it's done, you suck. Got it?"

"Mmhm."

"Right. Go."

Fake Rhea swallowed hard, steeled herself, and flicked her finger lightly.

Whirrrrrrr♪

The gacha board spun. The Goddess of Gacha squeezed her eyes shut, took my cock in both hands, and slipped the head into her mouth.

And in that very ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠instant—her body reverted from the crimson-haired Rhea to her original form. Hair of pale lavender blended with pastel tones. A staggering beauty, her face radiating pure innocence. Oblivious that her transformation had come undone, eyes screwed tightly shut, she slurped and nursed at my cockhead.

"Ahh!"

My head tipped back all on its own. Impossible. Is just a touch from a goddess always this good? The urge to come surged up almost immediately. Beside us, the gacha reels were spinning at a blistering pace.

I couldn't make out a damn thing of what was spinning past. And honestly, I couldn't have cared less what popped out. I felt like I was going to blow at any second.

I pushed her fluttering gown up out of the way, baring her chest. Breasts a size smaller than Rhea's—perfectly sized to fill one hand—came into view, topped with adorable little nipples.

I pulled my cock from Diana's mouth and fisted it hard. "Ahh—coming. Take it on your body."

"What? You're coming—?"

I began unloading all over the startled goddess's chest, thick rope after thick rope.

Spurt! Spurrrt! Spuuurrrrrt!

"Nnnngh."

Diana squeezed her eyes shut and turned her face away—but she accepted my cum onto her breasts without the slightest resistance. Where my Pleasure Semen soaked into her skin, her nipples swelled stiff and perky in real time.

"So hot... aahhn♡"

Diana looked up at me. "Feels good, doesn't it?" She said it with a shy little smile. "...A teensy bit."

Ding—

The item gacha results came in.

An F-rank Inventory? Now is really not the time to care about garbage like that.

"Come here."

I hauled Diana up and dragged her toward the bed at the edge of Rhea's Space.

"Wah—w-wait just a second. I, I... uuuuh?"

She caught sight of her own hair and realized her transformation had come undone. I pressed that Diana flat onto the end of the bed, face-down, and stripped off her dress. Helpfully enough, she wasn't wearing any panties.

I climbed over her at once, gripped my thick shaft, and ground my cum-slick cockhead against the entrance of her pussy.

"Wait—wait, wait. No, I'm not Rhea, I—nghhaaah!"

The Training Cock buried itself to the hilt in the goddess's virgin pussy.

"Aaaaahn♡"

Diana moaned, head thrown back. Slap, slap, slap, slap.

Pounding into Diana, I asked, "You. You're Diana, the Goddess of Gacha, right?"

"Nnnh—how did you know?"

"I've got this window thing that tells me about whoever I'm dealing with. Doesn't a goddess like you have something similar?"

"What even is that? I've never heard of anyone having something like that."

Slap slap slap slap. When I picked up the pace of my thrusting, Diana clawed fistfuls of the bedsheet. My balls smacked wetly against her body.

"Aahn—aahhn♡"

"My cock feels good, doesn't it?"

"A teensy bit... it's okay, I guess. Hiiin. But why—why did my transformation come undone?"

Diana was scrambling to change the subject.

"My cock carries divinity in it, see. You were sucking on it, felt the divinity, and turned back without even realizing—because you wanted to receive that divinity as your true self."

"Is that it? ...I guess that could be it."

Unbelievable. I was screwing a goddess on top of Rhea's own bed, the place still scented with her. One day I'd get to rail Rhea on it just like this, wouldn't I? Either way—a goddess's pussy was top-tier. How had it barely been any time at all before I was already about to blow?

"Diana. I'm coming inside, yeah?"

"What? Wait, this is my first time, nngh—for real? You're coming inside?"

"Obviously."

I draped myself over Diana's back and drove my cock all the way into the deepest reaches of her slit.

"Aah!"

I dumped my cum wildly into the warm sheath gripping my shaft. The overwhelming sense of conquest that came with claiming a goddess. Even as I came, I buried my nose in her pale-lavender hair and inhaled her scent. It smelled like heaven.

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"Aahn—aahhn♥"

Diana moaned, crushed beneath my weight. And even through my orgasm, I kept pistoning away. A goddess's virgin pussy. This was not something you got to taste easily.

I'd better enjoy myself until I'm worn out, and mold her completely into mine.

Slap slap slap slap.

"Ian. W-wait, wait a second." Diana spoke up urgently. "The bed. Your cum got on the bed. Rhea's going to scold me."

"Relax. Nobody gets chewed out over this. By the way, Diana—why were you pretending to be Rhea? Did she put you up to it? Tell you to hand me my reward via gacha and send me back?"

"N-no... it was just... I called you here myself."

"Huh? You did? Why?"

We'd never even met before. And come to think of it—wasn't this Rhea's Space? What the hell. I'd assumed Rhea ordered it, so did that mean we were trespassing right now?

"I heard about you from Rhea. How you spun my gacha and pulled the S-rank Vajra Body, and how happy you were about it. It's been so long since anyone appreciated my gacha, so... I thought maybe you'd pull another S-rank and be happy again..."

Diana's voice went thick and teary.

Just as the Goddess of Heroines loves her heroines, the Goddess of Gacha must love her gacha. She'd wanted to watch someone rejoice over good pulls from the system she herself had made. And then I'd told a girl like that that her gacha was garbage that deserved to be scrapped. No wonder she'd looked wounded.

"Diana. That garbage thing earlier? It was a joke. I knew you'd transformed, and I was messing with you because of it."

"Uuuuuuh."

Diana buried her dejected face into the bedsheet.

"Ahh. Diana, your body feels amazing."

And with that, I casually unloaded another shot of cum deep inside her pussy.

"Aaahn♡ Wait, are you seriously coming again?"

"Yep. Aah. My cum feels good, right?"

"...I don't know. It feels a teensy bit good, that's all."

Her hips, pinned beneath my body, were bucking and shuddering in spasms.

"Diana. If you want to watch me get happy spinning your gacha, shouldn't there be some kind of perk in it for me?"

"That's why I was going to let you pull one more time."

"...That's it?"

She kicked her feet against the bed in a little tantrum. "Hey. 'That's it'? One extra pull costs me a ton of divine power, you know?"

The woman who'd had her head buried in the bedsheet snapped it up.

"Wha—wait a second."

She stared blankly at her own hand.

"What?"

"I think... I could let you pull two—no, three more times. What is this...? What's going on?"