A woman

You looked to the voice and saw a black haired woman in a white robe with gold braces holding the fabric above her chest and arms, leaving everything above the start of her breasts exposed. She had was smiling faintly, her oddly angular face attractive but not looking quite like a person.

You stood up to face her, as you did a part of your tunic fell off exposing your right side. You look at the destroyed clothing and let out a sad sigh. You really did like this outfit. Suddenly the fabric was pulled back up your body and starting from your feet the damage was undone. Your pants were cleaned, the tears and holes from your crash repaired without evidence of ever having been damaged. The magical repairs moved up to your top and in a matter of moments the only evidence you had crashed was the destroyed trees and skid mark you'd dug into the ground.

"Thanks." You say to the woman who's smile grew at the acknowledgement, it seemed pretty clear she was responsible. "Who are you?"

"Call me Clare. I'm a goddess. I'm playing a game with my, sister, mother, friend ... sister and I want you to be my champion." As she spoke two golden metal antlers formed from her hair with a small shinning star hovering between them. "Also my appearance is for now mostly based on your perception so the more human you can make me look the better." She looked down at her body and cupped her boobs, "Also these could be a bit bigger." They grew a little until she said, "Perfect." She let her chest go and patted her ass. "Well we know which side you are on." She winked and removed her hands patting down her robe to smooth it out with a content grin. "Questions?"

"A few." You answer. "Most all summed up with 'What?'"

"I'm a goddess, my sister and I are playing a game, we brought twenty consciousness from a few worlds into this one, gave you all a boost and now that you are legal we are trying to find one who wants to be our champion and defect the champion of the other. And no you don't have to kill, we'd both prefer you don't in fact since we are both here for sex, even if she won't admit it, and having one fewer person to have sex with would be a shame. All you'd need to do is have the other champion admit you beat them, be it in combat, a game, or my preferred method, if you can't tell, sex."

"That is both exhaustive and very uninformative." You say trying to think through everything she was throwing at you. "You're a goddess?"

"Yes, though technically only because you think a god in this world would be a woman. And now that I think about it, any chance you could give me a dick, fucking my sister with a strap-on is fun but I want to get her pregnant a few times."

"Ok, can you just answer in as few words as possible without diverting the answer."

"Oh sure," she shrugged, "about that dick however."

"You brought me here?" You say ignoring the last part.

She looks past her boobs at her crotch and sighs. "Me or her, we grabbed ten each, don't know if you were one of mine or hers."

Well at least the diversion was on topic. "You want me to your champion and ..."

"Defeat,"

"Defeat, your ..."

"Just go with sister, or bitch to be if you want to make me happy."

"Sister's champion. And in order to defeat said champion they just have to admit I won even if we don't fight."

"You can beat them in a rock paper scissors so long as you both agree that the winner has defeated the loser and its not just like gambling or playing for fun."

"And you want me to be your champion?"

"Correct, and so does my sister for the record, she was the one making that golden trial for you."

"And she didn't just approach me like this because?"

"Anachronism, she gets into her role-playing and prefers to fit into the worlds religious systems rather than just being herself. Same reason I'm using words from your word even though they don't really work here. Normally I play along to make her happy but the winner of the game gets absolute authority over the lose while we stay in this world and know for a fact all it's going to take is a few years of dedicated mind fucking to get to admit the best part of being a goddess is all the random sex you can have with mortals. Speaking of, I like the, horns but not super fitting for this world." The antlers shrunk into her head and her face became a bit softer, she looked around thirty with a permanently sultry look, she patted her head where her antlers were and ran a finger along her jaw. "Cheers." She said and blew a kiss at you.

"So to summarise." You said rolling your hands to get her to talk.

"Call me Clare. I'm a goddess. I'm playing a game with my, sister and I want you to be my champion slash fuck buddy slash, if you're into it, fellow dick haver ... hint, hint."

"I still have a few questions." You say again breezing past that last part. "Why tell me all this?"

"Because I figured you'd be more likely to pick over my sister since I am the only, kinda sorta person, so have been totally honest with you in your entire life. "

"I ... fair point." You say finding it hard to dispute that point. "Why me and not the ..."

"At the moment seventeen others, two of the potentials didn't make it. One was killed in a bandit raid on their home town when they were a kid, the other was killed by one of the seventeen others four years ago. And to per-empt, neither my sister nor I are omnipotent, or omnipresent, we know where the other potentials are because the boost we gave you is like a beacon and we can get around and use this worlds magic to a high level right now, but one we have our champion we get nerfed pretty hard so we can't cheat by taking you to one of the others, giving you any more power or just straight up carry you though things.

"As for why you, it wasn't until like a week ago for me. I like sex and you weren't on the right path for me, though it is kinda our fault. What happens when we put an adult consciousness into a baby is that the consciousness knows what sex is and having a tit the size of your head shoved into your mouth whenever you want but not have the biochemistry for there to be any reaction to that breast becomes a kinda of confirmation bias that gets reinforced even more as you grow up. Kids aren't supposed to be aware of sex so adult can be kinda looser around them, who cares if a kid splashes you with water while you are bathing them and you just strip, it's a kid. But to you that kinda is a sexual act so you suppress that side of yourself as hard as you can to be normal. The constant internal suppression makes you basically not engage with sex unless you are pretty directly engaged by someone else, you have no idea how many times you blew off having sex without even realising it had been on the table. Honestly it got a little frustrating to watch after a while your eighteenth especially, man I wanted to slap you then have sex with just everyone. Until a week ago you were on track to being either asexual out of ingrained suppression or super vanilla."

"I ... huh." You want to be defensive but hearing her say that makes you think about it. "I," you wanted to say something but couldn't think of anything to say as you were remembering. "huh."

Clare gives you a companionable smile. "It happens sometimes and since, whether my sister wants to admit it or not, we are both trying to find someone we can go on a sex adventure with, you weren't either of our picks. Then a week ago you blew a load down that cute twinks throat and most of that sexual repression was blown out with it."

"Oh." It's really all you can say to all that. "Wait why me you never said?"

"Right sorry, haven't talked to anyone for a while, you're hot, you're smart, you aren't the strongest but you're development is crazy, you're really hot, you have a nice dick, you have people around you that are down for fucking and won't require much effort on my part to get into bed, you're just the cutest little switch I have ever met, and in case it isn't abundantly I really want you to shove me onto my knees and ram that cock down my throat and then, maybe, give me a handjob as a reward for being the best little cock socket of a goddess ... hint hint."

"I, ahhhhhh." You didn't really have a response, you'd never been so blatantly complimented like that in either of your lives and you were trying to internalise it all.

"Dude I want a dick, it's fine if you give me one but. Wow, fuck yeah." As she said it the thought popped into your head and her robe was suddenly pushed out in front. "Sweet." Suddenly her robe returned to its normal flat size. You opened your mouth, the visible confusion enough to get past your inability to internalise praise. "When I have a champion I have control over my own body but it's limited to your perception before I am 'set'. If I have a dick in your mind, I can use it at will, making it or disappear as I want, if I don't have one in your mind I don't have one, can't have something appear if it doesn't exist. It's kinda annoying but, hey comes with the territory of an existence subject to perception." She shrugs.

"What can you tell me about the other potentials?" You ask trying to push the conversation away from the two of you.

"Not much, sorry not trying to be dishonest but it is a game so, cheating. I want to win, I don't want make my sister rage quit. I can tell you, however, you are about sixth is terms of power but that is mostly down to your lacking of combat experience. If it was a battle of wits you'd probably be top three."

Well that's actually pretty flattering. "Ok so why you and not your sister?"

She shrugs, "I know that I am here to have fun and aren't go to play around with you, I like sex you like sex lets have sex together. You're not the perfect one for me in that respect but you'd probably be the funnest and best intellectually and just because I like sex doesn't mean want to be someones brain dead fuck puppet until they win."

"And your sister?"

"She's in denial about how much she likes sex and is going to need you coddling her for the first year or so before she relents and accepts who she is. But I know her, she'll rebound and go frigid at some point and it will be a whole thing to get back into her pants. And speaking of her. I kinda promised that I'd take you to the Church after so she would leave us alone for this tête-à-tête. She wouldn't be angry about me not role-playing but she'd be super pouty and whenever she does that I seriously cannot think of anything else but watching that pout break into pleasure as I eat her out for a few days, so if you want to blue-ball me," her robe bounces out at her hips for a moment making her snicker, "literally, for the years until my champion meets you, well you have that power now."

"So if I said yes to you now?"

"I'd be happy but could you do me a favour and let her do her thing first, she has put in a bit of effect into this and," she grins and laughes, "after the last attempt when you were at the Church I'd feel bad if she never got to do her thing."

"And she doesn't know about what we've talked about?"

"Nope while she was chasing you I popped in and said that if I got to talk to you first without her, I'd send you to her and you'd be more open to her."

That doesn't mean she couldn't have watched this but you got the feeling if anyone was going to skirt the rules it is Clare. "Why Clare?"

"It would have been your name if you were born a girl and well I'm already actively trying to mind break my sister into a constantly grooling nympho, why wouldn't I be into pretending to do that with my brother who also fucks me into the bed, or fucks other people into the bed with me." She seems to notice your look, "I'm a goddess we're all kinky as fuck, some are just a little more open about it."

"Ok I still have questions." You say then think for a moment, "Actually I don't this has been pretty exhaustive, though more mentally than actually informatively."

"I can be a lot." Clare says with a grin and a wink as the bottom of her robe bounced again. "Want me to take you to the Church or back to the Dorms so you can go with the sisters, Auria's hot by the way, amazing job with the tits."

"Yeah that's the consensus." You say recalling both Lucia's fascination and Auria own self-fascination. Clare nods agreeing with your assessment as a very eager grins comes across her face.