Noire, for once, was having a rather good day.
All of the paperwork of the day was finished both without interruption and ahead of schedule, the same for all of the meetings she had dreaded would take hours longer than they had ended up. Not only that, but the Quests for today had been relatively few and borderline child's play for the Goddess.
To top it all off, as a reward for clearing the last Quest, Noire had gotten an absolutely lovely amulet as commemoration. She wore it around her neck as she walked, being of ruby color and cut into the shape of a heart.
The person who gave it to her had granted her a warning beforehand, something about the amulet bringing bad luck and that she should handle it with extreme caution.
That just sounded silly to the Goddess. She was never the type to be superstitious, so when she heard that nonsense it was difficult for her not to laugh. At the end of the day, though, she simply thanked them and went on.
Overall, it had been a splendid day for Noire. Since it was getting rather late, she had opted to end the day with a hot shower and a warm bed. Maybe she could try asking Uni if she wanted to play some games with her. Noire blushed at the thought, b-but there wasn't any harm in asking, right?
Eagerly, Noire stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind herself. She leaned into the shower and turned one of the knobs to allow the water to run, and steam quickly filled the bathroom as Lastation's Goddess began to strip. She slipped out of her intricate dress and undid all of the bells and whistles until Noire was completely nude. When she was done, she left her clothes neatly folded on the top of the toilet, with the amulet resting right on top of it.
The steam-filled bathroom enveloped Noire as she stepped into the warm, inviting embrace of the hot shower. Droplets of water cascaded down her naked body, tracing a path along her skin. The ravenette let out a deep sigh of relief as the hot water enveloped her, gradually releasing the knots of tension that had settled in her muscles.
Noire tilted her head back, allowing the warm streams to cascade over her face, easing away the weariness etched in her features. All of the demands and pressure that came with being a Goddess faded away into insignificance at that moment.
The ravenette grabbed a bottle of soap and a loofah. After squirting the substance on the loofah, she rubbed it all over her nude form. Her naked body became coated in the soapy substance, from her modest breasts down to her curvaceous hips and supple thighs. Once she was done washing her body, she repeated the process with her hair, getting her long locks caked in shampoo before she washed it all off.
Anyone would have killed or spent all of their life savings to see the Goddess of Lastation naked, much more covered in soap and suds. As much as it embarrassed her to think about it, Noire was hardly a stranger to all of the lewd creations made about her. Really, she was in competition with Vert for first place, though that woman was certainly more proud about that fact than Noire was.
K-Sha didn't help with that matter at all, especially not since Noire found some hidden cameras planted in this very bathroom just a few weeks ago which the woman still fiercely denied had anything to do with her.
"..."
Noire instinctively looked behind her. When she didn't find another concealed camera, she sighed.
How was it possible that her friends made her more paranoid than her enemies? Honestly…
As soon as she was done washing herself, Noire turned off the shower and stepped out, the lingering warmth still clinging to her skin like a gentle embrace. Her plan was to take the nearby towel, dry herself off and then redress before heading to her bedroom to rest.
… Except there was just one tiny problem with that line of thought. Mainly, the fact that both her clothes and the towels were gone. The only thing that was left behind was the amulet, which still sat on the seat of the toilet.
Naturally, there was only one proper response to a situation like this.
"What the hell?!"
The nude Goddess desperately looked around the bathroom, clinging on to some vain hope that her belongings simply fell somewhere without her noticing. Alas, since the bathroom was only but so big, there weren't very many places for the Goddess to look.
She had no clothes or even a towel to cover herself. Had an oblivious maid come in and taken her things back to her bedroom when she didn't notice it? That was the only sensible explanation in Noire's mind, but that still didn't solve her current situation.
Slowly, taking care not to reveal herself too much, Noire opened the door and peeked out into the halls. Her room was at the very end and, much to her dismay, there were a few Basilicom guards along the path to her room.
Of course there were, Noire herself was the one that stationed them in case of an emergency. For once, the ravenette was hating her past self's efficiency.
There was no other choice for her. She'd have to walk down the path and risk being seen by the Guards' just to get to her room. The amulet sure wasn't going to do much to cover her here.
Noire started the blush, as the thought of anyone seeing her naked body was beyond embarrassing, but it was either this or camp out in the bathroom.
"..."
Noire legitimately considered that option, but the entire Basilicom would be on high alert the moment someone noticed she was missing, so the ravenette was forced to make her move.
Taking a deep breath in a vain attempt to calm herself down, Noire fully stepped out of the bathroom and began her trek down the halls. Her heart was pounding against her chest, her cheeks a deep scarlet, as every thought in her head was screaming at her to go back into the bathroom.
Noire pushed those thoughts away as far back as she could manage as she started walking. Her breasts, perky yet modest, bounced subtly with every step that she took. Despite not being nearly as 'top-heavy' as Vert was, Noire knew her more lithe body type tended to draw in a lot of admirers both in and out of Lastation.
That fact became none the more apparent than when Noire inevitably passed by the first group of guards. Noire did her best to keep her eyes facing center and to never once look at them in the eyes, but it was impossible not to notice the way they stopped and stared at her as she walked past, their conversation completely forgotten.
Thankfully, neither of them brought any attention to Noire's nude state, likely because they were both girls like her. The Goddess was silently grateful for that.
The same couldn't be said for the next group of guards she came past, both being men who instantly negated their duties to ogle the naked Goddess. Normally, Noire would have felt inclined to fire them on the spot for failing their tasks, but at the moment she was far too embarrassed to do anything relating to her normal duties, so she simply continued to walk past.
Click!
"H-Huh…?" Startled by the noise, Noire turned around. She regretted it instantly, her eyes widening when she caught sight of a smartphone in one of the guard's hands, who was currently grinning ear to ear.
Click!
"H-Hey!" Noire's embarrassment quickly turned to anger as she tried to grab the guard's phone. However, he held it just out of reach from her hands due to his tall build, leaving the raven-haired Goddess to reach vainly…
… before she realized that her naked body was rubbing up against the guard's front side, and she quickly pushed herself off when she realized that fact with a massive blush on her face. "U-Ugh!"
With a huff, Noire turned around and stomped down the halls much faster than she was intending, though she could still hear the two male guards laughing in the background as she knew they were scrolling through the pictures they just took of her.
Well, Noire doubted they'd be laughing much when they found out they've been fired, but that was a topic for tomorrow.
Eventually, thankfully, Noire finally made it back to her bedroom and quickly made her way inside. With her heart pounding against her chest, the raven-haired Goddess stopped for a moment to lean back and breathe deeply, closing her eyes until her pulse steadied to a more even pace.
Well, that was easily one of the most humiliating things she ever endured in her life. Of course her good day was too good to be true, and it had to be muddled by something like that.
Once Noire got a bearing on herself, she made her way towards her bed. There, much to her surprise, she found her clothes neatly folded and a well-written letter from a maid.
"..."
So it was absolutely a confused maid, then. Honestly…
Well, it didn't matter anymore. She just hoped that this wasn't going to be a repeating issue.
… Though Noire had a weird feeling it wasn't going to be that simple for her.
In the heart of a dense and long-winded forest, bathed in dappled sunlight, Noire was on a very important mission.
As the leader of Lastation, Lady Black Heart was not only a Goddess but also a symbol of strength, wisdom, and protection for her people. As such, when certain matters required her immediate attention, she would never hesitate to answer the call to action and defend her beloved nation.
On this particular day, Noire emerged from the forest with a sense of accomplishment after completing several crucial Quest. In response to a surge of high-ranking monsters that had been encroaching upon the boundaries of Lastation, she took it upon herself to defend her people and preserve the peace. With her divine prowess and her trusted blade by her side, she engaged in fierce battles against the malevolent creatures, ensuring their threat was swiftly vanquished.
Of course, it hadn't just been her on this mission. Uni and K-Sha were helping too along with some adventurers from the Guild, way and beyond spreading out to other portions of the forest to engage in the threat. There were just way too many monsters for one Goddess, and Noire wasn't stupid enough to face it all alone.
… Well, not stupid enough anymore.
Just as she thought that, she started receiving a call from Uni over her earphone. Noire pressed it once. "Uni. I just finished clearing all the sectors on my end. How are you holding up?"
"Hah. As expected of my big sister, she's always done first…" Uni said, almost exasperatedly, over the radio. "We're just clearing out the last of them right now, K-Sha too. We should be able to rendezvous soon."
"Got it. I'll meet you at the waypoint." Noire said with a nod, before adding. "And Uni, stay safe."
"O-Of course I will! You can count on me, sis!"
"I know." With that final statement, the call ended, and Noire was left a little flushed. Honestly, Uni was growing up so fast that it was almost impossible for the Goddess to keep up on her own. It felt like just yesterday that she was still so meek and unsure of herself, but now it looked like Lastation was going to be in capable hands.
In that moment of silence, Noire thought about what had happened the previous night in her accidental spout of nudity. She hadn't mentioned that certain incident to anyone and the rude guards had been promptly fired, much to her delight, and she wanted to move on from it as though it hadn't happened at all.
Still, when she thought about being naked in front of people… Why did she feel strangely… excited?
… No, that couldn't have been right. She must have just been imagining that feeling. Obviously.
"Goooh…"
"Hm?" Snapped out of her reminiscing, Noire turned around and came face to face with several Jellyfish Dogoo floating her way, all colored purple, which Noire remembered as indicating that they were poisonous. "Oh, some fodder enemies, huh?"
With a confident smile, Noire drew her sword and pointed it at the Dogoos. "You lot are nothing compared to the batch of Fenrir's that came before you. Honestly, do you want to meet an early grave?"
"Gyooh!"
"?!"
Noire heard a cry from behind her, but she couldn't even afford to turn her head before she felt something strike her from behind, feeling like a cold, slimy tentacle coming into contact with her backside. It was only when Noire started to crumble that she realized more Jellyfish Dogoos had snuck up behind her without her noticing.
Instantly her limbs felt heavy and unresponsive as the poison took effect on her. Noire groaned, trying in vain to get up but only succeeding in turning herself over to fall straight on her back. Once in that position, Noire's eyes widened in horror when she saw easily half a dozen Jellyfish Dogoos floating over her as if they were predators looking over their prey.
Noire also remembered reading that Dogoo jelly tended to make clothes melt, and that fact came to the center of her mind as the monsters started touching her dress. "P-Please don't…!"
Alas, none of her words would be recognized by intelligible monsters. Their slimy tendrils and cold jelly coated her entire body in their icky substance, and Noire's screaming and writhing practically fell on deaf ears as her dress and weapons were completely dissolved under the fluids, until she was left completely naked and exposed.
"G-Guh… You all suck…!" Noire seethed at them, wishing so badly to kill all the Dogoos that remained oblivious to her embarrassment. All they ever did was smile and coo at her without a care in the world.
Swing! Slash! "Gyoooh!"
Fortunately, Noire's prayers would be answered sooner than she expected. A heavy blade appeared out of nowhere and cut all of the floating enemies apart in one fluid motion, sending them away into digitized mass as if they never existed in the first place.
Her savior was a young adventurer she recognized from the Guild, sporting short jet black hair and a very muscular build due to his lack of a shirt. He was tall and lumbering, and his handsome physique had Noire blushing, but not as much as she was thankful for being saved.
"T-Thank the Goddess…" Noire sighed in relief. As embarrassed as she was at being seen naked by one of her citizens, it was completely outweighed by her gratitude. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you. I've just been poisoned by these stupid things, and I can't move…"
"Poisoned, you say?" He asked, his voice deep and rumbling.
"Y-Yes, and I know this is a little embarrassing, b-but I'd appreciate it if you carried me back so— Wait, why are you taking your pants off?!"
Noire practically screeched as her 'savior' started to unbuckle his pants, sending them straight to his ankles and exposing his boxers which were rapidly developing a bulge. He was grinning from ear to ear, as if he had been waiting for an opportunity like this his entire life.
"Because," He said as he rushed to kick his pants to the side, taking off his boots next. "You being poisoned means you're defenseless, and that means I can do whatever I want to you!" As he proclaimed that, he pulled off his boxers and tossed them aside. Noire blushed even deeper as she saw his massive cock standing at attention, and the horror that built up inside of her as she realized what was about to happen.
EVen then, why did she feel such a strange sense of excitement welling up in her chest…?
"S-Stop! Don't you get near me!" Still, she begged at him to stop his advance, but he was hardly listening to her as he towered over her body. He got to his knees and put his hands on either side of Noire's head, his giant cock rubbing up against her stomach. The length of it alone was enough to match the length of her stomach, and it was liable to rupture something if it actually went inside of her.
"The Goddess of Lastation… All to myself…" He started to drool as he lumbered over her, his eyes crazed with lust. "I always dreamed of this moment, and now it's finally happening!"
"Y-You're seriously creepy!" Noire cried out. "Seriously, stop this right now and I might just consider forgetting this ever happened!"
"No way in hell." The lumbering guy shook his head. "What kind of sane man would ever pass this opportunity up? I'm gonna fuck Lady Noire!" Saying that, he positioned his throbbing cock over her vagina, "Here I cum, Lady Noire!"
"N-No! Don't!"
BANG! "Ghk?!"
Before anything horrible could happen to Noire, a gunshot rang out and an energy bullet hit the perverted Guild agent in the back of the head, knocking him out instantly. He fell on his side and Noire was left untouched, as both Uni and K-Sha came to her aid.
"What a disgusting creature, trying to violate Noire like that…" If looks could kill, then K-Sha's gaze would be enough to lay waste to the Deity of Sin. "I should have done more than knock you out!"
"Sis! Are you okay?!" Uni cried as she ran up to her in worry.
"I-I'm fine, he didn't do anything to me…" Noire explained to her, in an attempt to calm down her sister. "B-But I was poisoned, so one of you might need to carry me…"
"I'll do it!" In an instant, K-Sha's scary look was entirely replaced by an eager one as she rushed to scoop Noire up in her arms. "I'll carry you back, my beloved!"
"H-Hey! Who said you can do that?!" Uni asked, glaring at the other woman. "Who says I can't carry my own sister? Someone needs to bring that guy back!"
"Why don't you do it?"
"I'm not touching that creep!"
While the two of them bickered, all Noire could do was sigh and shake her head as she mulled in silence.
… Still, she couldn't ignore just how excited she felt back there, could she?
In the heart of Lastation, Noire strolled through the bustling streets, her presence commanding attention and admiration.
The streets were alive with a vibrant mix of people, each dressed in their own interpretation of steampunk fashion, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of creativity and innovation. Merchants peddle their wares from elaborate stalls, offering a dazzling array of brass trinkets, cog-shaped jewelry, and steam-powered gadgets.
Nearly all of them seemed to take a moment to stop what they were doing entirely to gawk at her in admiration. As she passed by, some greeted her with nods of respect, while others whispered in hushed tones, recognizing her as the Goddess of Lastation.
There were, of course, some rather unsavory whispers among those people, all notably centered on the little incident a few days ago that she was specifically trying everything in her power to avoid thinking about.
As she walked, her vermillion eyes took in the wonders of Lastation, a city that seemed to have emerged from the pages of a fantastical novel. Towering buildings adorned with brass and copper stretched towards the heavens, their gears and clockwork mechanisms humming harmoniously like the heartbeat of the city. Steam-powered carriages glided along the streets, leaving trails of mist in their wake, and airships soared through the sky above, traversing invisible highways.
Though the city boasted advanced technology, it was also adorned with lush greenery and breathtaking gardens, a testament to the harmonious coexistence of nature and industrial marvels. Clockwork fountains sprayed droplets of water into the air, creating rainbows in the sunlight, while mechanical butterflies flitted through the air, their wings shimmering like iridescent jewels.
As Noire continued her leisurely walk, she exchanged warm smiles and friendly nods with passersby, effortlessly embodying the graciousness of a leader who genuinely cared for her people. Her footsteps echoed with confidence, each one carrying the weight of responsibility and dedication to the advancement and prosperity of Lastation.
It was in moments like these where Noire liked to bask in the atmosphere of her city, one that she had worked so hard to ensure its prosperity with the many years she ruled as a Goddess. Often she liked to go on walks like this to help clear her mind and get herself back on track.
… Though, for once, it wasn't helping.
Noire sighed, stopping in the middle of the streets and leaning back against a light pole as people passed by her. She dug into her pockets and pulled out the amulet she got as a 'gift' just a few days prior, as it became much clearer to her that this stupid thing was probably the source of all her problems.
Maybe that seller was onto something after all.
Noire glanced at a nearby trash can, and without a second thought she promptly threw it in there, groaning to herself as a certain weight left her life for good.
But that wasn't the only source of her troubles. There was something else that was much more complicated than just throwing it in the trash bin.
Every single time she ended up naked in public, she got a genuine thrill of excitement from it. There wasn't any way to deny a fact like that, no matter how much she tried to. Over the course of the last few days, it seemed that Noire had unlocked a new type of fetish.
So, what was she supposed to do about it?
"Ghk?!"
As if by divine intervention from the True Goddess herself, the back of Noire's dress ended up getting caught by a passing trolly and jerked her around with quite a bit of force. Instinctively she reached out to grab the pole to balance herself…
RIIIIIIIP!
… Which came at the cost of her dress being torn completely from her body, leaving her entire center completely exposed as the torn remnants of her outfit drifted off in the wind.
All at once, everything just seemed to stop. The various citizens walking around Lastation all stopped everything they were doing to look at what had just happened, and Noire was left completely frozen in shock as she slowly realized that she was completely naked in the heart of her own fucking city.
Slowly, nervously, Noire turned around with her eyes wide as saucers. She didn't make a noise, or made any real attempt to even try to cover herself. All she did was stand there, her heart pounding against her chest as she realized that the excitement was building up in her chest all over again.
No, actually, it was much worse than that. The excitement was overtaking her entire being, as all of the eyes in the crowd were centered squarely at her and her alone. Most of the men in the crowd had brought out their phones to record the moment, with some even whistling, while the women were yelling at them and trying to get to her.
Noire still stood, frozen as if she were on pause. She didn't want them to stop looking at her, she enjoyed it. As she bit her lip, she felt a boiling sensation well up inside of her loins as a wetness started to stain her panties, which no doubt didn't go unnoticed by the crowd around her.
"Lady Noire!"
A few civilian women circled around her and covered her with coats, yet she didn't respond to it at all. Even as she was being taken away, the Goddess of Lastation only had her mind centered on a singular thing.
She absolutely, without a doubt, had a fetish for public nudity. And now, all of Lastation was aware of it.
Well, there was only one way for her to solve all of this, wasn't there?
The concert venue buzzed with excitement as the citizens of Lastation eagerly filled every available seat, their enthusiasm palpable in the air. The lights danced playfully, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the stage, while the anticipation built to a crescendo.
Noire stood poised behind the curtains, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and exhilaration.
The moment had arrived. As the symphony of cheers reached a deafening pitch, the curtains slowly parted, revealing Lady Noire in all her glory. A collective gasp swept through the crowd as they laid eyes on her, dressed in an alluring ensemble that exuded elegance and confidence. Her attire, a mesmerizing fusion of ethereal fabrics and shimmering jewels, accentuated her every move.
This had been a surprise, for sure. Noire had never been the type for extravagant displays such as this, as if she were an idol instead of the Goddess of a nation. Had it been any other person, Noire would have been likely to curse them out for doing something so stupid.
However, the Noire of now didn't care anymore. As she walked closer to the stage, she was illuminated in a bright display of light. Coming out of it was none other than Black Heart, nude as the day she was brought into this world for everyone to see.
The cheers from the crowd were loud enough to be heard outside of Lastation.
With a radiant smile, Black Heart gracefully made her way to the center of the stage, where a strikingly polished pole stood tall, awaiting her artful embrace. The opening notes of a sensual, electrifying song filled the air, sending pulses of excitement through the audience.
Her heart pounding in rhythm with the music, Black Heart reached out and took hold of the pole, her fingers wrapping around it with a delicate yet firm grip. With the flick of her wrist, she launched into motion, spinning effortlessly around the pole, defying gravity with each elegant revolution. Her body seemed to float, an otherworldly dancer whose every movement was a masterpiece in itself.
Time seemed to slow as Black Heart's mesmerizing performance unfolded. She glided up and down the pole with the grace of a swan, her body a symphony of curves and lines that wove a tale of passion and expression. Her every twist and turn told a story, evoking emotions that resonated deeply with her fans.
The atmosphere was electric, charged with an energy that pulsed between the Goddess and her adoring audience. They were spellbound, caught in the enchanting web Black Heart had woven around them. Whispers of awe and amazement filled the air, intermingling with the electrifying beats of the music.
As the song transitioned into a softer melody, Black Heart's movements shifted to reflect a more tender side of her artistry. With fluid grace, she glided along the length of the pole, her touch so gentle it seemed as if she was caressing the very air around her. Her fans watched with bated breath, connecting with the vulnerability and emotion emanating from the stage.
With a sudden burst of energy, the music surged once more, and Black Heart's performance escalated to new heights of passion and intensity. She executed daring acrobatic feats, soaring through the air with fearless abandon, leaving her fans in awe of her physical prowess and dedication to her craft.
As the performance neared its climax, Black Heart embraced the pole one final time, executing a breathtaking aerial spin that defied all expectations. Time seemed to stand still as she soared, a radiant star in her own celestial galaxy. The crowd erupted into a thunderous applause, their cheers a testament to the pure artistry and talent they had just witnessed.
Breathless and glowing with pride, Black Heart slowed to a descent with her legs spread open for absolutely everyone to see, her eyes shining with lust. Everyone in the crowd was taking pictures of her, paying attention to her and her alone as if Black Heart were the most important thing in the world.
She loved it. Adored it, even. Her body was caked in sweat from all the movement she just performed, but there was another fluid on her thighs that everyone was sure to have noticed by that point.
Black Heart was horny, painfully so.
There was only one way to solve that.
Noire's hands started rubbing down her thighs, quickly earning the attention of her audience. Black Heart shuddered, almost violently, as her hand slowly made its way to her crotch, her fingers lingering over her glistening folds. Black Heart whimpered when her digits made contact and shuddered when she started rubbing. Slowly, gently, Noire massaged the folds of her vagina. It wasn't much, but still enough to make her body jerk, like she got electrocuted, and cover her mouth with her hand, muting her moaning.
Not even a week before, something like this wouldn't have been out of place in a fantastical adult fan doujin, and now Noire was doing it in front of her entire nation.
The worst part, though? She loved it.
Then, slowly, she pushed two of her fingers inside.
The reaction was instant. Black Heart nearly shrieked from the insertion, very lewd noises slipping right out as a result, as she fingered herself. Drool started to trail down her chin as she massaged and touched her genitals, a hot spark of electric shooting up her spine.
Her pussy felt very hot, and very tight. Her insides were practically clamped down on her fingers, like a wet, gooey hallway of arousal that reacted to even the slightest touch. Even Noire's slow and deliberate movements were enough to make her legs shake. She decided to go a little more bold, and increased her fingers pacing.
"H-Hhn… O-Oh…~" Noire's breathing got heavy, deliberate and spaced out. She could all but hear her own heart pounding, her body shuddering from all of the attention that was placed squarely on her.
Before long, Noire felt herself approaching an orgasm. As if to give her fans one final showing, she jerked her hips out as far as possible as her fingering got faster and faster, wanting that sense of relief as quickly as possible.
"! Ah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~!"
It was glorious, really, when Noire's orgasm finally happened. The full brunt of the orgasm sprayed out into the crowd, much more than she expected, as some of it even hit her audience's faces.
Noire twitched, her mouth open but no yells coming out. She fell straight onto her back, breathing deeply as she felt nothing short of bliss from that display…
"Sis! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
… and that feeling was promptly ruined when Uni came running onto the stage, her face flushed as she seemed nothing short of aghast at the situation right in front of her.
"... Oh."
In that moment, Noire prayed for nothing more than for the Deity of Sin to come back and kill her right there.