Children of Zeus (5) Artemis
If you had to name the most beautiful goddess among the Twelve Olympians, the first names that spring to mind would be:
Hera.
Aphrodite.
Athena.
Demeter.
And Artemis.
Whether you go by the original myths or their various adaptations, Artemis is almost always depicted as a pretty girl or a beautiful woman.
No matter how I think about it, across every medium, Artemis is a beautiful young maiden.
I might not recall everything else clearly, but I definitely remember that Artemis, the virgin goddess, had a relatively youthful physique compared to other goddesses—the image of a virgin goddess who looked, at most, like a woman in her early twenties.
Why?
'Because I saw it in a meme.'
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I saw Artemis naked in it. More precisely, I saw the story of how a man accidentally saw Artemis bathing alone in a spring and she shot him dead with her arrows.
It's not for nothing that she holds the titles of Moon Goddess and Virgin Goddess. No matter how much I picture all the original Twelve Olympians, Artemis was the youngest beauty.
But my daughter Artemis is different.
-Kahahaha!
My daughter, Artemis, is a virgin goddess (physical).
She doesn't hunt wild game; she looks like a barbarian warrior who hunts enemies and collects their heads.
If her muscles at least had a feminine feel, like an Amazon's, that would be one thing—but no matter how you look at it, Artemis is just built like a tank.
"Artemis."
"Speak."
"We are alone here. You can drop your transformation."
"..."
Artemis silently closed her eyes.
"O, moonlight."
Her gruff voice vanished, and a fine, beautiful tone flowed out from within.
Then, rainbow-like moonlight slowly began to envelop her body.
Yes, that power is what protects Artemis from countless would-be rapists.
A sacred, virgin goddess's power that alters her appearance so no one would dare harbor lustful thoughts.
The Moon Priestess Power...!
"...Haa."
As the smoke cleared, a beautiful girl with navy hair revealed herself. A lovely maiden who was the spitting image of Leto, and it would be no exaggeration to say she now looked like a true virgin goddess.
"Father."
Artemis asked me with a serious face.
"Did you ask me to take this form because you intend to refuse my request for the position of Goddess of the Hunt?"
"No."
When I think about Artemis from the original myths, she's an incredibly sharp woman. To put it bluntly, a woman with a bad attitude.
"Then why did you ask me to change?"
Where else would you find someone who dares to glare at me like that? But I understand. Because I'm her father.
And I also know the solution for it.
"Because I wanted to see my daughter's pretty face."
"..."
Artemis smiled faintly.
I would love to show that beautiful face of hers to everyone, but Artemis kept it hidden beneath a hulking, muscular frame like the Titan gods.
The reason?
It was something that made me feel both uneasy and, surprisingly, only one thing.
"Only you may look at me, Father. No one else will ever see my true form."
"Even during a council with all the Olympian gods gathered, you won't drop your transformation?"
"Yes. I will hide this appearance."
Artemis was firm.
"Not even my sister, not anyone on Olympus, will ever see me like this. This form is only for my mother Leto, who gave birth to me, and..."
Swish.
Artemis approached me in an instant.
She placed a hand on my chest and licked her lips.
"Only you can see it, my magnificent Father, Lord Zeus."
Artemis is the Goddess of the Hunt. That refers to hunting wild game, but it seemed Artemis had set her sights on me as her prey.
Eeeeek.
My daughter is going to eat me.
My daughter is going to sexually devour me!
"Chu-up."
Artemis has her eyes on me. But I'm someone who cannot embrace Artemis.
Because of something Artemis herself did.
"I appreciate that, but sometimes I have a thought. I see you in your 'Bulk Up' state so often, it almost feels like that's the real you..."
"Hmph."
Artemis puffed out her cheeks in anger.
"I do it all for you, Father. You shouldn't say things like that."
Artemis thumped her chest.
Her breasts, which were no smaller than Hera's, were completely exposed by her clothing, so I desperately wished Artemis would wear something a bit more modest.
After transforming, the fur hide slips to the side, leaving her chest completely bare!
"Hmm, Father. Did looking at me turn you on, perhaps?"
"As if."
"Surely... you aren't aroused by your own daughter, are you? You aren't planning to take my virginity right now?"
Artemis looked up at me with sultry, half-lidded eyes and slowly pressed her body against mine.
"But you can't. I want to become the woman you truly love, after all."
"What kind of woman do you think I love most?"
"Virgins."
Lick.
Artemis pressed her lips to my chest. Having left a blatant kiss mark, she reached her hand downwards and laughed softly.
"You love virgins the most, Father. So if I become the Virgin Goddess, doesn't that mean you'd love me the most?"
"What kind of tortured logic is that?"
"Hehe, I've been waiting just for today. The day I receive the title of Goddess of the Hunt from you. Everyone else might think of me as a muscular hunter, but only you will think of me as a beautiful woman, Father. And as proof of that..."
Slink. Artemis ran her hand over my cock.
"See? You've gotten an erection."
"It's because when you act like that, I start to perceive you more as a woman than a daughter."
With Hephaestus or Ares, they feel so much like daughters that such thoughts never cross my mind at all.
"Daughter. Do you think I won't touch you just because you're my daughter?"
"Hehe, what's new about that?"
But Artemis is different. The way she blatantly seduces me whenever we're alone—sometimes I feel like she isn't my daughter, but some other being born as Artemis.
That's absurd; it's simply because Artemis likes me too much.
"Haa, Father. Why did I have to be born as your daughter...?"
Artemis rubbed her face against my chest. I patted her for a moment, then grabbed her waist and lifted her up effortlessly.
"Pranks end there."
"Hmph."
"Then why did you ever swear that Oath on the River Styx?"
"...Back then, I didn't know what being a 'virgin' really meant."
Artemis swore an oath on the River Styx.
When she was very young, she made an incredibly strong oath right upon the River Styx, of all places.
-Dad! What do you like the most?
-Me? My wives and daughters, of course.
-Hmm... That's not true! You said you like virgins the most!
-Who said that?
-Lady Gaia!
Gaaaiiiiaaaaaa!
-Then I'll become a virgin! Hmm... I'll swear it on the River Styx! I'll be a virgin forever and ever!
-Gasp.
"That's what happened."
Artemis let out a deep sigh and pressed herself even closer to me.
She wrapped her hand around my cock and began stroking it back and forth, sticking out her tongue to provoke me.
"What I truly want is to just accept the punishment for breaking the Oath on the River Styx and do it with you, Father... no, rather than just once, at least five times while I'm at it. But then I couldn't ascend to the seat of the Twelve Olympians, could I? Haa, seriously."
Artemis kept fondling my cock with her hand.
"It's a real shame. The fact that I can't do it with you, Father."
"That's not entirely true. It's not like we can't do it at all."
"How?"
I whispered into Artemis's ear. The moment she heard it, she openly scowled.
"Ugh, no way. I'd rather try to find another method."
"You mean... you don't like the back...?"
Athena liked it, though. I barely managed to swallow the last part.
"I don't know who you're doing it in the back with, but they're probably the only one who likes it. Either that, or they're enduring the repulsion and doing it because they truly love you."
"...Alright. Let's just go with that."
I pulled an object I had placed behind me. The golden item landed instantly in my hand, and I placed it before Artemis.
"Receive it."
"This is...?"
"A bow made by the Cyclopes and Hephaestus together. It might be a bit strange to give a girl something like this, but..."
"Can I try shooting it once?"
Artemis took the bow from me.
Fwoosh.
Then she shifted back into her Bulk Up state and drew the bow.
"Ahem, hmm."
She(?) cleared her throat and aimed the bow at the sky.
"FIRE!"
PFAAAAAANG!!
A sharp, piercing sound rang out as if a gun had been fired. A hole was cleanly punched through the sky of Olympus by the arrow, and Artemis gripped the bow fiercely with a savage grin.
"Thank you!"
"...Yeah."
Artemis, ascension to Goddess of the Hunt.
"Tell your sister to come in."
"Kahahaha, wait here!!"
"..."
To think that the kid who acts more manly than anyone else is actually a girl trying to devour her own father.
I'm fine with being pounced on, but I just hope she doesn't do it while looking like that. I earnestly prayed internally as I waited for the next person.
Step, step.
A blond boy began approaching from afar.
The child who resembled me the most from my childhood days, back when I played and ran around in the cave on the island of Crete.
"Apollo."
"You called for me, Father?"
Apollo greeted me with a polite demeanor.
Apollo, who likely inherited my blood more intensely than anyone else—for better or for worse—looked exactly like I did during my time on Crete.
But she's a woman.
She's so handsome that you could see her as a gender-neutral beauty, but she's clearly a woman.
Her facial shape and lines are quite neutral, but looking at her overall figure and the parts that are supposed to stand out, one hundred out of one hundred people would call her a woman.
The problem is.
"You said you were putting me in charge as Goddess of Medicine."
"Yes. I'm counting on you from now on."
"That's not something I have to do personally, right? Whether it's healing Titans or people, as long as the treatment gets done, it's fine isn't it?"
"...Yes."
Apollo.
"I understand what you're thinking. You intend to spread the art of medicine and increase the number of physicians. Then what will you do?"
"I'm going to have fun."
This kid is way too much like me.
"Singing and chatting with pretty girls... h-heheh."
"..."
She's a slacker.
And she's a womanizer.
"I can put on Anywhere Zeus backwards and use it on girls... hee-hee."
Meaning, a lesbian.