"In which regard do you think you are Aphrodite's equal?"

The god paused, before issuing her first question of Jane. ""In which regard do you think you are Aphrodite's equal?"

Jane paused to think. She was an intelligent woman, she knew the franchise, she was sure it'd be a fairly nasty Aphrodite, something scary. And in the myths, the deities could be capricious, proud. She shouldn't claim to be as beautiful, or something obvious like that. Hell, she wasn't even going to say the thing she was most happy with in this game, she knew Aphrodite would punish her for it, and if the developers were watching, it'd be a humiliating admission.

And, pleased with her logic, she opened her mouth and immediately realised the game had been right: she literally could not lie and she just verbally blurted out, "Well, it's obviously my tits, my enormous, Lara Croft-sized honkers, my melons." Jane squealed, clapping both hands over her mouth. It was... it was true, but why had she said it out loud?! It was stupid on so many levels.

The room was eerily silent for a moment, before the light flared, and Aphrodite spoke. "The audacity of you, mortal, to think any of your mortal body parts could be as beautiful as that of a deity. But I will concede, your chest is certainly something, and your confidence in it... I shall grant you a boon." Jane inhaled. Oh god. She sounded pissed.

The deity continued. "You shall be remembered for your breasts. They will dominate your personality. You will enjoy flaunting them. Even your name will become synonymous with breasts."

Jane let out a shriek. "OK, time out. Get me out of this game, whoever programmed this is sick!" She reached for her communicator phone to shout at Brian, but she couldn't get it to work, the screen filled with the same blue light emanating from the statue and the dais. Oh my god, what was happening? She went to put her phone back in her pocket, and noticed her tank top had been replaced by a skimpy black bra, with lacy cups barely containing her bazongas. Her eyes flickered as a dial-up tone briefly played and her personality was altered digitally. Of course she had them hanging out, look at those things, why wouldn't she flaunt them?

"Your name is now Jane Juggs," Aphrodite intoned with an air of glee.

Jane looked up from her cleavage, pointing an angry finger. "No! You're already changing stuff, you can't make me call myself that. My name is Jane Juggs!" She paused, realising what she'd said. "Jane Juggs!" She tried to remember her old surname... tried to say it. It wasn't coming out. The newly christened Ms Juggs relented. "Oh my god... what have you done to me?"

"I have merely given you what you wanted. You still have two questions remaining."

Jane grimaced. What more could the capricious goddess give to her?