October 31st, 2046
Her face was red as she fumbled with both her keys and the keyhole of the door of her apartment.
"It never was complicated in the past, so why I'm struggling to open the door of my damn place?" The drunk young woman slurred her words while repeatedly attempting to push her key into its designated slot.
"Fucking finally," she grumbled after succeeding.
Only to face plant against the door, her muddled brain tricking her into thinking that the door opens outward, instead of inward.
With an additional effort and curse words flowing from her lips, Chris successfully goes through the hurdles of pulling the door open, slipping her body inside her home, and closing it behind her, even locking it as there was no visitor to expect this late.
"I'm home," she mumbles before letting out a small hiccup, her glazed eyes and lazy smile asserting how drunk she was. The Halloween Party held by S.O.N.G had dragged on a bit later than it should, and with it, increasing her chances of getting drunker throughout the party, consequences be damned.
After resting against the door frame for a moment, the silver-haired girl pushed herself from it, unsteadily stepping forward and discarding her footwear at the entrance as she fully stepped inside her home.
"I could never understand the fascination you humans have for a beverage that would heavily tamper your thinking," a voice says with a hint of exasperation.
"Beat me, I'm too drunk and tired to talk to you, Shem-Ha," Chris mumbled, her fingers working the buttons of her jacket, struggling while remaining unsuccessful.
"My point exactly," the Custodian replies, displeased by the pitiful scene before lending a hand. She lifted an arm toward the young woman, and with a few twitches of her fingers, the jacket's buttons were unfastened one by one, then followed by the clothe sliding Chris' shoulders, folding itself neatly before falling into the floating being's hand.
Grateful for the assistance as well as the cool new trick the millennial being has shown, the college student mumbled a thank, the black necktie coming undone followed by the two top buttons of her white dress shirt coming off as she stumbled past the self-proclaimed goddess in the direction of her bedroom. She was followed closely all the way until she reached her bed.
With her goal right in front of her, Chris abandoned all will to keep herself upright and standing for the sake of falling face first on her comfortable bed, all still under the watchful gaze of her freeloader 'roommate'.
"While I failed to identify what or whom you disguised yourself as. I am more impressed by how wide open you are in my presence today of all day."
Chris turns her head to the side in order to respond. "I told you it was a hitman costume, and what do you mean by 'wide open'?" The drunk girl asks following her initial answer.
The Custodian lets out a sigh at how easily things fell into place for her to act. "This body of yours is wholly unguarded, and as for your mind, heavily dulled by alcohol. Making you an even easier prey for me to take over." Shem-Ha elaborates nonetheless.
Chris blinks a few slow times, her muddled brain working about what her 'roommate' was on about, only to give up seconds later, too drunk and tired to come up with the answer on her own. "What are you on babbling about?" She demands, locking eyes with the apparition.
Shem-Ha gazes in turn into amethyst eyes for a long moment, coming to the realization that the girl had utterly forgotten about the danger she was in after living in cohabitation for so long. She could only shake her head at the grave mistake her potential host was making.
"Well, you have my thanks for the easy opportunity, Yukine Chris. Your body will soon be mine, becoming my new vessel," she bluntly said.
Chris blinks slowly once more, the words making no immediate sense to her. "Good for you," she echoes before burying her face back into her pillow.
The goddess felt a tinge of irritation at being disregarded in such a way, but calming herself right away. "As that odd idiom says, 'it's your funeral'…"
With nothing more to say, Shem-Ha hovers closer to the out-of-it young woman, a pale and colored hand coming into contact with her back. She attempts to sink her self into the young woman, pushing her consciousness into the foreign body, and expelling the local one in order to take over the body.
Only to be stopped at the first step, her hand unable to sink through Chris, offering a simple pressure on her back instead.
A soft groan of pleasure filtered from the girl's lips at what she registered as the start of a massage.
It was puzzling to the Custodian, she was being refused despite the circumstances being in her favor. 'Do I still require her consent? Despite being in such a vulnerable state, am I unable to override it?
A click of her tongue escaped her in an expression of annoyance, her previous arrogance and confidence melting as she faced the reality of her situation.
The last time she took possession of her previous vessel, she had used a breach in the girl's heart and a lapse in her judgment into rescinding control of her body. But she was aware it was a different situation with her current target, that she must create similar favorable conditions on her own.
She gazes at the laid woman, taking in how the white buttoned shirt and black slacks are hugging her figure tightly, easily enhancing the curves of her stunning body.
Ethereal lavender eyes sparkle with mischief and interest as an idea sprouts in her head. That, if she was being rejected at the moment, she could just bend the young woman's will, mind, and body into accepting her.
Acting on her decision without preamble, the self-proclaimed divinity hovered down onto her prone prey, a dainty finger pressing the center of the young woman's back in a way similar to last time.
A muffled hum easily reaches her ears, encouraging her to do more in order to make the former wielder submit to her touch.
Her hand naturally goes south, stopping at the waistband of Chris' pants, then working the shirt out of it to expose soft creamy skin.
Chris squirms a bit under the ministration, her body while unwilling to move wasn't numb to the caressing touch becoming more tangible in her mind. She could feel the hands roaming around her waist and hips, the hem of her top bunching up to allow more room to be touched and caressed.
"Hmmm~" She mewls brazenly at the cool sensation against her stomach, hands massaging and drawing circles despite her weight on the pair of limbs.
The twin appendages then climb higher, further inside her shirt until meeting her voluminous chest, fingers sliding under her bra, following the line of her underboobs.
"Ahhh~" A lewder moan easily escaped her lips from the attention received, her breast had always been a sensitive part of her body, easily charging her being with arousal in consequence.
She felt her tormentor's body against her back as her tits were cupped by slowly warming hands, a breath gently blowing against the side of her face before the gentle contact of velvet soft lips graced her neck.
She could already feel her arousal dripping her neither lips, dampening her panties, and yet yearning for more stimulation.
Shem-Ha was already quite lost in a world of her own, her fingers sinking into endless softness and elasticity, kneading the doughy flesh with reverence. While the human's breast wasn't the biggest she had ever seen, it had been a fairly long time since she had held any. Adding to that, coincidentally, Enki's lover, Finé, was her last playmate, it made the current situation quite amusing.
Her lips kept repeatedly pecking Chris' exposed neck, gliding against creamy white skin while her hands were playing with twin meaty bags, her index fingers finding her prey's protruding nipples and nudging them around.
Chris' body was shuddering against her in reaction, a moan filtering through her lips as her toes were curling in pleasure. It all made the Custodian smirk against her, how malleable her chosen vessel was and the positive answer her body was giving off.
She pinches the erected nipples between her thumbs and index fingers while catching her partner's ear between her lips in a gentle nibbling, wanting to assess the girl's reaction to such stimulus.
And it was better than what she could have desired for.
Her prey tensed against her, her taut body locking into place as lustrous moan echoed gently in the bedroom, the girl's arousal coating her underwear with her nectar as a mini-orgasm sneaked up on her.
Being unaware of the condition of her host, the godlike being didn't relent in her ministration on her temporary lover, kneading with passion pillowy tits while reasonably paying attention to the protruding tips at the peak of the twin mountains.
"Fuck~"
The curse echoed softly from the drunk girl, feeling another kind of tiredness enveloping her body, her mind now balancing between being tuckered out or wanting to experience more of this fulfilling pleasure.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, the decision was made for her.
Still at the mercy of the higher being, and her body thrumming with the delicious afterglow of a mild climax, Chris felt the ghostly sensation of lips close to her ear.
"It appears that you are enjoying yourself, shall I make you feel more?"
Chris' answer was a groan as well as burying her head deeper into her pillow, holding it tighter in her arm, a vain effort to pull herself away from the being currently laying claim to her body.
Shem-Ha's smile didn't falter in any shape, simply amused at how her partner was seemingly denying her own body reacting to her touch.
"I will have to attest myself of it then."
With these words, one of the Custodian's hands left the delicious contact with voluptuous and supple breasts, dragging itself down sternum, past bellybutton and lower. Chris' pants, while tight, have room enough for Shem-Ha's fingers to snake between, worming their way into the young woman's panties and feeling the warm, humid slickness suffocating the area.
"Look at that, so wet for me~" the ethereal being cooed huskily into her partner's ear.
Tantalizing feeling around, the self-proclaimed goddess' fingers brushed against the hood of the girl's clitoris, easily coaxing it out of hiding with circles of one finger, before moving south to cup the honeypot, collecting slimy nectar on her digits.
Chris's moans were muffled by the pillow covering her mouth, her eyes swimming with undiluted arousal and sporadic waves of pleasure coursing throughout her body from the teasing touch of her unexpected lover.
The pleasurable hand soon left the coffin of Chris' panties, appendages coated in female juice, courtesy of the college student.
Chris' ears were soon directly assaulted by the audible sound of licking and slurping, her partner ravenously feasting on her essence coating her fingers for a few moments before nailing the coffin with well-chosen words.
"You taste oh so deliciously, Chris."
Chris lets out a muffled curse against her pillow, her brain buzzing from the sound of the voice worming into her brain and causing her body to tremble in yearning, easily betraying her.
"Let's get you out of those garments, then I will make you feel even better, then surrendering wholly to me."
She was powerless against the goddess, complying as heavenly hands unfastened the latest buttons of her dress shirt while caressing her. Once her shirt was flung away, the hands were on her pants next, Shem-Ha raining numerous kisses on the back of her neck, flicking her tongue to sweep her neck, and succeeding in impairing her control over her own body with each instance of the hot tongue trailing on her skin.
It was no normal kiss, each one was accompanied by a sort of heat sipping into her body and spreading, increasing her own sensitivity and the desire to cum again.
Before she knew it, the college student was rolled over on her back, and her hold on her pillow faltered until she had to let go of it.
Shem-Ha took in the sight of the young woman cladded in only her underwear, the crimson red lingerie complimenting her figure deliciously.
She closes the distance between them, her lips ghosting Chris' face with butterfly kisses, her hands roaming on ivory supple flesh.
Chris' already flitting resistances was fully snuffed out as her lips were taken, gliding against another pair into luxurious kisses, her lips parting as now familiar hands found purchase anew on her boobs, slithering under her bra and kneading doughy mounds.
Her moans were easily quieted as her partner deepened their kiss, a tongue tantalizingly teasing her own as it entered into her mouth.
Chris' body was buzzing with delightful shivers, feeling the warmth of the goddess that was taking her without effort.
A heat was pooling and festering inside her as they swapped saliva, bursting with further mind-numbing pleasure each time she swallowed their slimy concoction.
She was left panting as their lips broke apart, lines of saliva bridging their mouths briefly before a sweep of the tongue from the millennial being took care of it.
"If you wanted to fuck me that badly, you just needed to ask," The college student utters breathlessly.
Her own moan was her own answer as the deity squeezed on her tits, sinking fingers into malleable flesh.
The top underwear was finally pushed upward, liberating and exposing her generous udders to low, ambient temperature.
Shem-Ha smiles salaciously as she makes eye contact with her chosen vessel. "You can't fault me, your body is quite irresistible, I must say."
Her lips descended on the college student's neck, kissing a trail in a downward path, each time her lips made contact with skin, she made sure to lace her power into them, letting it be absorbed by the clueless girl.
Her hands were not remaining idle, playing gleefully with the meaty stress bags too voluminous to be held with one hand. Her fingers are being swallowed into malleable flesh as it bulges between her digits.
Chris' moans were a symphony that the goddess couldn't help herself but love, spurring her to keep playing her human like an instrument and producing more of that melodious sound.
She let go of her prey's neck, trailing a new set of kisses south until reaching the girl's sternum. Acting on an impulse, Shem-Ha buries her head between the mountainous mounds, using her hands to sandwich her own face before motorboating against them.
It was quite the cathartic experience reminding her of old days when she was quite carefree, living alongside her fellows and a few worshipping humans.
The feeling lingers even after stopping, and her lips close around erected nodule at the peak of one of the college student's boobs, her tongue flicking and circling around the nipple, her hand bestowing a similar fate to the other one, trapping it between index and forefinger, rolling and pinching it to coerce new sounds from her host.
Chris' upper body was getting warmer and warmer, heating itself from the inside as each area where the goddess touched her had left a hidden door for her power to flow inside her, effectively paralyzing her from large movements, trembling and squirming the best she could do.
After switching one breast to the other in order to share the same attention gifted to one with her mouth and digits, the Custodian moved even more south.
Her hands remained on Chris' twin mounds as another series of kisses trailed down her stomach, metaphorically searing the young woman's skin with more of the Custodian's power.
Upon arriving at her vessel's groin and her lips brushing against the waistband of the red piece of lingerie, the goddess naturally paused in her tracks. She took in the tangy scent of arousal wafting from the girl's core, letting it warp around her brain and humming in appreciation for the offering.
In a move bold enough to betray what could have been mistaken as a dignified stance until now, Shem-Ha eagerly tore the fabric apart with her teeth, peeling, and soon revealing the prized sight beneath, a pair of puffy lips winking and leaking profusely sweet nectar.
She lost herself in the mesmerizing view, watching with attention the neither flower opening and closing around nothing, something she would remedy soon.
A whimper called for her attention, distracting and reminding her of her vessel's state, which was that her nipples were being pinched. Coercing further whines and gasps of pleasure, the hands responsible soon trail down, finding purchase on the girl's waist to keep her in place, as she would soon be trashing and screaming in ecstasy.
"Better enjoy yourself, Chris. Because I will take my time to savor you before taking everything."
"Ohhh~"
Any instance of eloquently replying to the goddess was taken away from Chris as a moan was coaxed out of her lips first, cold air being blown directly on her clitoris before being overtaken by lips.
"Ahhhnnn~"
She had no room to resist, less fighting back, her back arching and her body locking in the ministration it was receiving, her pussy being eaten out by the fake goddess that slowly made her think otherwise.
She clenches her eyes shut and stifles a curse to escape her lips as she felt a slimy tongue caressing her folds and probing the entrance to her vagina.
"Fuck!"
Only to scream it loudly instead when dexterous tongue slithered inside her, her toes curling in bliss and her fingers holding fistfuls of whatever fabric and item in their vicinity.
The warm sensation that had been taking over her upper body down to her stomach was now spreading to her groin, the Custodian pouring her power into her with each instance her tongue was pushed deep inside her and roaming around uncharted depth.
Shem-Ha was quite enjoying herself as well, her fun stacking high amidst all the ups of eating out her vessel pussy. Foremost the delicious honey flowing endlessly from the tunnel, said tunnel greedily squeezing around her tongue and welcoming it in, the symphonic lewd voice reverberating around them.
She was losing track of almost everything, and keeping track of seemingly nothing, her main goal and reason behind it all getting a little sidetracked in having a bit too much fun, making sure to unravel any nooks and crannies from her lover's flower.
Chris' orgasm came as a surprise to her, happily lapping at the girl's folds before spurts of ambrosia suddenly came flooding her mouth, coating her tongue and tastebuds with richer essence that she drank with haste. She sealed her lips around Chris' twat, using her tongue to further tease and stimulate her partner into giving more by lengthening her climax.
She licks her lips as she gulps the last instances of tangy nectar, letting out a pleasant gasp following the ordeal and bestowing a kiss alongside a sweep of her tongue on her vessel's clit.
"Tout bonnement delicious, how long since I tasted something as such…" Shem-Ha praised in a lighty sex drunk state, crawling up her lover's body and resting her head on her soft pillowy udders.
Chris on the other hand was beside herself, the long orgasm she was forced to undergo might as well as have ruined her, it was akin to nothing she had experienced until now, the pleasure simply coalesced in one point before exploding and spreading all over her body in numerous unstoppable waves.
She was naturally left winding from the ordeal, her body buzzing from the aftershock, and the afterglow almost luring her mushy brain to sleep.
And yet she felt like she couldn't, the sheer presence of her goddess resting against her body maintaining her awake.
And it was probably her biggest and latest mistake.
The goddess was on her once more, cupping her face and kissing her passionately, coercing a positive response from her lips, tongue, and the rest of her body.
"Hmmm~… I'm almost hesitant to put an end to our fun, even with the control of your body on the line," Shem-Ha shares her immediate concern.
As if disregarding what had just been said, their lips close in each other, parting and letting their slimy appendage partake in a limbo, caressing, molding, and coiling around one another.
One of the Custodian's hands roams the college student's gorgeous body, caressing and circling around voluminous chest, taut stomach, until reaching the girl's pelvis. Her fingers soon started playing with the exposed bundle of nerve at the peak of Chris' womanhood.
It coaxed louder moans from the chosen vessel, all quieted and swallowed by Shem-Ha kissing her tenderly, spooning the girl as the latter's body was trembling in mounting ecstasy, her eyes crossing and threatening to roll backward.
The goddess dedicates herself to her partner's pleasure, fingers descending toward her cunny lips, spreading and teasing the outer folds with sweeps of her fingers before one was plunged inside her.
Chris' lips yanked themselves from Shem-Ha's, the young woman's body curling on itself as she howls her pleasure to the bedroom, her cunt clamping around the single digit penetrating as she gushed her love juice on her goddess' hand.
Shem-Ha's smile widened ever so slightly at her vessel's current state, huffing with the aftershock of her sudden orgasm, her rigid body almost curled into a ball as the peak of her climax was laying waste to her exquisite body.
She closed in on her prey, pushing her body against Chris, petting her head, and craning her head to shower kisses on her neck and cheeks.
"One more time, Chris. I will make sure that you are thoroughly satisfied before I take it."
Chris' opinion didn't matter the least, wanton moans escaping her as soon as the lone finger inside her was joined with another, curling, grazing, and grinding against her g-spot until her vision was filled with stars, her own voice becoming white noise, and the goddess' body against her own becoming her anchor to reality.
She was trapped, becoming little more than a toy under the ministration of the higher being, and soon her consciousness would be drowned into a sea of pleasure with no hope of making her way back.
Still, the goddess was sort of lying, 'one more time' was followed by another, then another, and yet another until these three words lost their meaning throughout the night.
Next Day – Late Morning
The sun rays hitting her face and especially her eyelids are what stirred her awake.
With a groan, she rolled onto her side, a mistake as she was already too close to the edge of the bed, making her fall from it, groaning.
With a hand on the bed, she climbs partially on it, helping her upper body up to rest her head on the bedding.
Lavender eyes with a hint of amethyst and red rings in the edge of the iris pried from the eyelids of the silver-haired woman.
A yawn follows suit as her body begins to levitate off the floor, exposing its full nudity as she stretches herself, straightening her arms and legs to their full extent, curling in and back fingers and toes.
A look at her now creamy skin-colored arm, as well as the heavier weight adorning her chest, the being looking alike Yukine Chris smiles contentedly.
"Success," Shem-Ha exclaims, feeling her power coursing through her new vessel with ease.
She closes her eyes to enter the landscape of her subconscious, diving deeper in search of something.
She smiles more widely when finding it, the silhouette of a naked Yukine Chris curled into a ball with eyes closed and seemingly contentedly dreaming of something.
"Your body is now mine, Yukine Chris, and I doubt anything can be done to 'save' you unless I desire it."
The newly reincarnated goddess lowered herself to sit on the edge of the bed, contemplating her next move.
"There is no need to think too much about it, I must take care of the God Slayer first and foremost. Tachibana Hibiki, was it?"
Her stomach suddenly growls in attention to her astonishment. "Hunger… I didn't need to sustain myself with my previous vessel… and I somehow crave that Anpan pastry she eats every day for a reason."
With that emergency to tend off, Shem-Ha flew off the bedroom toward the kitchen, in the hope that her host had left some of her prized snack to satiate her immediate craving.
How to take care of a single girl could wait that long. There was also a list of things she had wanted to try after obtaining a physical body, being in close proximity to the college student had aroused her curiosity over mundane human things.