Chapter 4
by 
Jim_jones
What does she ask for?
A request for power
In a shocking sign of confidence, Saethryda rolls her hips over to John and pets his cheek. “Give me all your divine power. Thou must grow tired from such a burden while I hunger to use it in ways that thou canst hardly imagine.” Quite the preposition, but surely John wouldn’t be dumb enough to actually comply, right?
“You want… all of my power?” he asks, bewildered by the sudden change in attitude she was showing.
“Yes my Lord” she said with a hunger appearing in her eyes, “I’ve always been the shortest in all my village, they treat me poorly because of it. I’ve had many a long daydream about what I could do with that sort of power.” A sigh escapes from her lips and with this proclamation a hand shifts down to rub her moistening crotch through her rough cotton dress. Bending down dramatically for another berry in a way designed to show John just how firm and round her delightful ass was, she turns around slowly and begins sashaying her hips closer to him beginning to rub her body up against his, as she reaches up to delicately push a berry into his mouth. She moans again and softly closes her eyes as she lifts onto her toes to plant a passionate kiss on his still mouth, forcing the berry further in with her insatiable tongue. She breaks the kiss as John gulps in shock, looking down at her and thinking he had been right in his assessment of her as the most beautiful woman in this universe’s brief history.
John is surprised to find himself falling for her hard, he hadn’t been a rousing success in life before becoming God of all creation, but was he really going through with this? Yes, yes he was he decided. Reaching out to her “Place your hands in mine and close your eyes”.
Dropping another berry teasingly into her mouth, letting it rest between full ruby lips before sucking it down with a warm seductive smile replacing it. She placed her hands in his and with a last look up at her God let her eyes drift closed. She said nothing, merely waiting for John to act. He hesitated briefly another time, it was a big decision to give up godhood so soon after having acquired it, but as he looked down at her petite form it was obvious to him there was nothing more he would rather do. Closing his own eyes he focuses on transferring his power into her, barely contained excitement to see what happens next.
Saethryda slumps against John as her body goes limp for a moment, her small form seemingly lifeless but easy enough to hold upright given her small stature. Her eyes open and he feels the weight of her breasts pressing up against him reduce as she stands upright, with even more confidence than she’d had before. “Thank you, my lord,” she said as John noticed with a slight pang that the former reverent tone had been dropped from the lord in her sentence.
She stretches up on her toes one more time to give him a light peck on his lips before flashing a smile. “Now it’s time for my first act as a Goddess” she raises a hand and snaps her fingers. John, now mortal and thus reeling from the kiss from the Goddess eagerly awaits her first act.