Julia

With all the Romans now on Olympus, we had a little party of sorts. This was their first time on Olympus, and as friends, parents and colleagues reunited, the mood quickly turned festive. A dozen open air markets sprang up as all sorts of smells filled the air.

I looked on everything with pride. Everyone in Olympus is now under my control, to one degree to another. I can see with the scant clothing, not enough to cause more than a raised eyebrow but still there, to the worshipful looks everyone cast my direction from side to side even though they are not supposed to, and a hundred other tell tale signs beside. With even Zeus under my control, I was so close to achieving all my dreams. He only had to realize and accept my control over him, and all of Olympus would be mine.

I saw Reyna and her new co praetor Gwen, laughing and talking with others. With no burden of leadership, Reyna looked as carefree as ever. And hot. Since I had torn hers and Gwen's clothes, she had to get new ones, and Hazel selflessly offered to share hers. Hazel, who is the shortest and most petite of my harem. And so Reyna was now standing wearing Hazel's T-shirt, to her a crop top with even some underboob showing, and jeans stretched impossibly wide across her juicy ass.

Just looking at her made me hard, and when the praetor shot a radiant smile at me, I couldn't help but stand up, intent to go and kiss her right then and there.

But before I could do any of those things, a timid voice spoke from behind me. "Um... excuse me... uh, master. Can I sit here?"

I looked back, irritated, and lost my mind.

The girl standing in front of me was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes across, and as someone who spends all his time with goddesses or their offspring, that is saying a lot. Her hair was strawberry blonde, reaching almost to the small of her back. Her small, rosebud mouth was smiling shyly, but the pretense didn't go as far as her stark blue eyes, which were staring at me boldly. The girl was wearing a standard Camp Jupiter outfit, with none of the... improvements I made for it, but she somehow still looked so damn good in it. Her T-shirt stretched over tits the size of apples, not too big and not too small, and denim shorts revealed her long, creamy thighs.

"Uhh..." was all I managed to say. That was stupid. I was able to stare down Aphrodite, the literal personification of beauty, but not this demigod girl?

The girl giggled demurely, though it was still clearly an act. "Can I sit here?"

"Sure," I said with a ready smile, regaining some of my composure.

"Thanks," the girl said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, somehow making that normal move heartachingly graceful. "I am Julia, by the way. Julia Rossi. I'm new to the camp. Just got there last month, and I've heard so much about you. I'm so excited to meet you." The girl gushed, speaking quickly, then ending abruptly and blushing.

It was all so cute, and an year ago, I would have probably cummed my pants just by that encounter. But since then I have spent time with some of the most experienced seductresses in universe, and I can clearly see through the acts. No matter how perfectly she acted, her bold, openly curious and sometimes lustful eyes gave it away.

And then I realized who those eyes reminded me of and my mouth turned sour. "What do you want Zeus?"

The girl blinked in surprise, and then laughed, not shy giggles but a hearty laugh. Her entire demeanor has changed, if not her - his! - personality. "What gave it away?" she asked mirthfully.

"The eyes," I grunted. "I have spent enough time with Jason and Thalia to know who those blue eyes belong to."

"Ahh, of course it was the eyes," Julia -no, Zeus! said reflectively. "You know, no matter how much you shape shift, the eyes always remain the same. No one knows why. I thought my... other features," Julia absentmindedly gestured at her tits, "would be enough to distract you, but you are sharper than you look."

"Thanks," I said sourly. I knew the bow would have made Zeus attracted to me, but I anticipated something more direct from him, instead of turning into a breathtaking babe to seduce me outright. Then again, maybe I should have thought that for a man who turned into a bull, a sparrow, an ant and wisps of golden mist to seduce various women, turning into a woman himself to seduce a man is not too far away of a concept.

"Oh, why the long face? Don't you find this form appealing?" Julia asked, crossing her long legs, and drawing my eyes to them even though I didn't want it.

"It is most appealing," I replied. "Until I remember that you are actually a crazy bearded bastard."

The blonde bared her teeth at me in a way that shouldn't have been so intimidating. "Careful, mortal. I can still destroy you with one thought. If I say I'm Julia now, that is what I shall be to you, until I tell you otherwise."

I know that Zeus was too far gone to hurt me in any real way, but I decided to humour him for now. "Very well Julia, may I ask why you are here?"

Julia grinned at me in a way that I really did wish he was a woman. "I don't need to tell you why I do anything in my own kingdom, but if you are so curious, I came here to see how well the Romans are settling in."

I snorted.

"Did I say something funny?" Julia asked, electric blue eyes narrowing.

"If you want to see how the Romans are doing why are you talking to me instead of their Praetor?" I asked, nodding my head at Reyna.

Julia followed my gaze and froze when looking at Reyna. That made me... very uneasy. Reyna looked even more attractive today than she usually does, and of course everyone knew of Zeus' reputation with beautiful women. Zeus has been hit by a Cupid arrow, but the way he was looking at her... what if the compulsion had somehow broken? It's impossible, but what if it did? Sure, I like showing off my women to other men, but the idea of them fucking made me sick. If Zeus tried to make a move on Reyna, I would have to intervene. With all the support I have on my side, I could probably win in a battle, but the **** toll would be devastating.

"What is it?" I asked surly.

"The Praetor..." Julia mumbled absentmindedly. "She's very good looking."

"... Yes," I said, using my powers to trying to connect with my followers as soon as possible, to alert them in the first chance of trouble.

"But I don't feel anything," Julia finished.

"What?"

"The Praetor... Reyna... she's very pretty. Normally I would already be pursuing her. But not now. It's same with all the other women I see. I'm not attracted to anyone now, except," Julia looked at me pensively, before shaking her blonde head vigorously, and smiling at me sheepishly. "Sorry, I let my thoughts get the better of me? What were we talking about?"

I shrugged, secretly just relieved that Zeus would not go after any woman and the plan is still on track.

"Ah well, anyway," Julia said, scrunching her nose. "There's another reason I'm here too."

"Of course there is," I muttered.

Julia smiled coyly. "There will be a feast held tonight in honour of the arrival of the Romans."

"Another one?"

"We Olympians like to party," Julia shrugged that caused her boobs to jiggle. "Anyway you are a guest of honour. You will be sitting right at the center of it all, alongside me."

"And why am I being so honoured?" I asked, knowing full well that this was another ploy to get me closer to her.

"Well other than the fact that you are the director of Camp Half-Blood, it was also your idea to invite the Romans over. So you being there just feel right, doesn't it?" she finished with a cheeky grin.

I nodded. It was a good excuse. "Very well then, I accept," I said, taking the fancy card that Julia was holding out to me.

"Good. I'll see you there," Julia said smiling, patting my leg and walking away, with her hips and bubble but swaying with every step.

Author's Note - hey guys. Sorry for the long delay. Lots of things going on with life. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. And now you have a big decision to make, on how Zeus' story will unfold,

A) permanently turn Zeus into Julia and add her to Raj's harem
B) don't do anything with Julia. Let her be Zeus

What you choose will determine the story so choose well!