Added some serious dialogue at the start of chapter one.

As always, reviews really helped! On to the torture-I mean, Shinjeus's story!


The boy once named Shinji Matou-now called Perseus by his mother and his devilish aunts (gods were they annoying, no pun intended)- let out a deep sigh for what seemed like the hundredth time.

With a great heave and gnashing of teeth, his breath labored with not only exertion but also with pure frustration, the young boy of ten years old pulled up a heavy bundle from the sea with a loud splash.

The net broke through the calm surface of the sapphire-colored ocean, spinning through the air at abnormal speeds as it rained down saltwater, only for it to lose its momentum abruptly at the peak of its flight. It almost seemed to hover in the air for a split second, its bulk casting a large shadow over the young boy.

Then, as if remembering there was something called physics, the two-ton mass of entangled seafood started to fall. And fall it did. On his feet. With a satisfying, earth-shaking thud.

"Ow, ow ow ow!"

Hopping on both feet didn't help ease his pain. As a matter of fact, coupled with the saltwater, the action only seemed to worsen it. That was how Perseus found himself rolling on the sand, both feet cradled in his hands.

"Fuck the crabs! Fuck the Jellyfish! Fuck the-how in Olympus's rotten throne did a goddamn car-sized stingray get caught in my net!?"

Apparently, the stingray or some higher force of the sea took offense to his words, since the giant stingray suddenly started flopping inside the net, somehow scoring a clean strike at Perseus's hand with its venomous stinger.

"Ow, ow ow ow!"

Perseus resumed his rolling in newfound agony.

"You look like someone's best imitation of a crippled woodlice.", a dainty, musical voice called out.

"My my, it seems our little boy did not heed our advice. He really should not bite off more than he can chew.", another eerily similar voice added.

Perseus groaned in exasperation. He ran his fingers through his wavy, reddish hair with another sigh.

"Good morning to you too, aunt Stheno, aunt Euryale.", he replied with a deadpan. "It warms my heart that you take delight in my agony."

The two goddesses- his aunts- giggled. Stheno and Euryale. Ones who were born from the wishes of mankind for ideal idols, the embodiment of the yearning hearts of men. Also known as the Gorgon sisters with Medusa in later legends.

'...A tragic ending to their tale.'

Quickly disguising his pang of worry as a grimace, Perseus gestured towards his net with an exaggerated bow.

"Lo and behold. Seafood course for breakfast, only for my most honored and merciful aunts who let their young niece capture a back-breaking amount of vicious sea monsters for a whim."

Stheno and Euryale rolled their eyes as one.

"We did warn you against trying your limits. Besides, wasn't it you who insisted on 'training' that feeble magic circuit of yours at every turn? You should be thanking us, our dear Perseus. Am I right, me (Euryale)?"

"Of course, me (Stheno). Who knows what would happen if we let our foolish little toy-I mean, nephew, alone? He would either 'train' himself until he faints, or sit on a cliff while brooding on his supposed wrongdoings...or whatever is on his angst-filled mind. Probably both."

"...Urgh."

Perseus looked away from the teasing smiles his aunts wore, trying in vain to hide his rapidly growing blush. From the snickers and subtle cooing, they were not fooled by the slightest.

"Perseus."

A calm voice cut through the chaos like a well-heated knife. The boy whirled around with an elated smile, ecstatic that his savior had, at last, come to rescue him from the twin-tailed demonesses.

"Mother!"

Medusa walked so effortlessly across the sand, Perseus almost thought she was gliding. In a matter of seconds, she ensnared him into a loving embrace, her slender finger massaging his neck.

Perseus felt his muscles relax as he melted into her touch. It was a blissful moment in his stressful life, and the moment was indeed, too good to last.

"He injured himself. Again.", Stheno told Medusa.

"Despite our repeated pleas, he went off when the sky was still dark, with his circuits brimming with arcane force and his mouth set in a determined line.", added Euryale.

Perseus felt the embrace tighten. While it was fairly comfortable just a second ago, it now reminded him of the restricting squeeze from an anaconda.

"Perseus?", Medusa asked in a sickly sweet tone. Perseus started to sweat. He took a deep breath.

"...I regret nothin-OW ow ow ow ow ow!"

In the midst of trying to replenish his rapidly declining oxygen reserves, he felt something warm, fleshy, and moist, lick his stung hand. Another similar sensation took over as something enveloped his fingers.

He couldn't see what was happening, but from the way Medusa had squeaked in embarrassment, he had a good guess of what had transpired.

"What, wha-sister! What are you, he, he's still ten! We made a promise to keep him pure until he is thirteen!"

'What?', Perseus thought.

"We are just ridding him of the poison from that stingray. Please stop your dirty mind from wandering, dear sister.", Stheno's voice replied.

Perseus squeezed his eyes shut. It was really getting hard to contain his arousal. The way Medusa's buxom body pressed against his really didn't help.

All the time, Stheno and Euryale were also making very suggestive moans as they licked, sucked, and caressed his slightly swollen hand with their mouths. He really liked it.

Brain to Dick! Brain to Dick! Emergency Procedure! Count the Odd numbers! Over!

Dick to Brain! What is an odd number!? I wanna fuck! Over!

Brain to Dick! You fucking idiot! Over!

Dick to Brain! YES.

Brain to Dick! No, no no no! You did NOT-

"...Perseus? ...Oh...my."

Medusa's voice brought him back to his perilous situation. Something soft was pushing against his stiff member.

'FUCK.'

Time stopped as he realized that he had been unconsciously rubbing his raging boner against Medusa's leg.

He had a boner. In front of all three goddesses. A headline flashed before his eyes.

ANCIENT GORGON SLAYER PORTRAYS BONER IN FRONT OF GORGONS: IS THIS DEMIGOD DOMINANCE BEHAVIOUR?

Perseus wanted to die.

"Perseus. Please, look at me."

Slowly, he looked up and gulped. Golden slit pupils, burning with lust and desire, met his. A long, red tongue slid across her crimson lips and coated them with saliva.

"I think...this calls for some...education.", the enticing gorgon whispered. Her sisters agreed.

Perseus whimpered.


Poor shota-Shinjeus kun! He's gonna be 'devoured' even before he turns thirteen. Which was still very young even by ancient standards.

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