Not for Nuwa. Ben might get lucky though.

Ash jolted and said, “Yes.. I’d love to sleep in your arms.”

The two started heading up the stairs. Nuwa mentioned, “You’re taking all of this rather well.”

“Eh? Well.. I feel. Still dreaming. Er.. *cough* I still feel like I’m dreaming.”

Nuwa chuckled and replied, “You aren’t. The adventure has just begun.” She reached the top and didn’t bother undressing. She walked over and splayed herself back into the bed like she had earlier.

Ash stood watching her devotedly. Previously, she was behaving seductively and her every action aroused him. Now, all of her movements carried class, nobility, and grace. She had a natural aesthetic beauty that attracted his eyes and made him want to watch her forever. Worship her. Possess her. He had dozens of millions of dollars in stocks, cryptocurrency, and NFTs, but none of that could buy ownership of this beauty. Only the App could.

This was the woman of his dreams. The one who cured him and cared for him. She lay on the bed with wrinkled clothing, messy braided hair coming undone, and a soft smile. When she tapped the bed next to her, that was it. Ash fell in love. Just like that. It was a sickening form of love by any normal standard, but it was love nonetheless. He removed his hoodie to reveal a Flux Pavilion t-shirt and hopped in bed, but still kept his distance. He took Naho’s advice to heart. Soon though, he would use the App. Nuwa would be his. He looked at her, wondering what would come next. She said, ”Don’t move.”

Ash felt Nuwa turn his body away from her, then her arms wrapped around his torso. He felt her pull him closer, her thick E-cup breasts and erect nipples squishing on his back before they came to rest, expanding and relaxing with each breath she took. He tried to keep calm but the blood rampaging through his body wouldn’t let up even as he lay entirely still. ‘I need to use the App..! Nuwa will be mine! As soon as she goes to sleep.. I’m opening the..’

~ ~ ~

Unfortunately, his thoughts soon tapered off to dreamland. Nuwa had pressed two fingers on the back of his neck. She had been trained in eastern martial arts in one of her lives and knew all the human body’s acupressure points. The poor boy was getting overly excited because his testosterone was rampaging, so she helped him get to sleep. It was time for her to get some rest as well.

Before that, she reviewed her memories of the day to check for any inconsistencies. Whenever affected by mind-tampering, she would do this. Even though the [System] could tell her, she knew that the [System]’s questionable motives predisposed her towards a route of lower happiness. This unintentionally gave her a predisposition to believe that knowing more led to boredom, apathy, and sorrow, which was not entirely wrong. There’s no fun at all in knowing everything.

‘It all started when Uncle Zeus grabbed my pussy. That debaucherous old man is not my type. He already gets plenty of action and Auntie Hera eventually kills all his mortal lovers. That bitch is worse than Aphrodite. They’re both sinners.’

‘Then, [System] transported me to this dimension where a group of Succubi have begun utilizing a Magical App called Gem Ladies to attempt to turn girls into sluts for fun. Myself included.’ Nuwa grit her teeth. ‘I will bring divine justice to them soon enough.’

‘I killed a homeless man for attempting to take a picture of me. Guhhh, I wish I fucked him. No! This is the Equality Punishment affecting me.. But still, now that I think about it, killing him was overly harsh of me. Perhaps he had kids, a wife, a family, and a group of friends who loved him. I should confess my sins to.. Wait. Since when was I ever religious? Why would I worship a God if I was a Goddess myself?! Is that glitched Punishment affecting me? How odd.. where was I? Ah, yes.’

‘An obese man mistook me for a whore on the street. He was kind of hot. I shouldn’t have treated him so cruelly. I went to Ben’s apartment and treated him cruelly too. Why was I acting so cruel? I should love thy neighbor. Then, I masturbated in his shower. How strange. Did that fatty get me horny? Since I jilled off to my husband though, it’s not a sin.’

‘Now I’ve sex changed Ash and I’m in a luxurious Four Seasons hotel in downtown. I gained two trustworthy subordinates. One of them can keep his ears to the streets and the other one can fund my organization. These are all external goals, however. According to [System], I can overcome these Punishments naturally via my Dao by accepting them. I have spent long enough in denial and overconfidence. Given that Mira has banned me from removing my Punishments even with wins, I must start to internalize these Punishments one by one.’

Nuwa narrowed her eyes. ‘I’m not worried about my safety in a weak world like this one, but the cognition-oriented Punishments could be bad. Those idiotic Succubi have no idea how easily my powers could spread sin and chaos, cause localized apocalyptic events, or incite wars when used improperly or with the wrong motivations. Tomorrow, I’ll track them down.’

The weary former Goddess’ eyes closed. Her arms were still around Ash and her body was spooning his sleeping body like that of a child. She was comfortable doing this because he was a good boy and he no longer overly aroused her own body. Also, in this position, if Ash ever woke up in the middle of the night, she wouldn’t have to feel his eyes groping her. Employing a meditative breathing technique, Nuwa quietly drifted back to sleep.

~ ~ ~

Ben was getting ready to go to bed as well. Before that, he thought he might jack off to one of the simulations in CG App’s customizations of Nuwa. He went straight for the Butt tab.

*Always greets others by twerking against their groin = 50 gems*

‘Oh Lordie.. I really want to purchase this, but she’ll kill me like it's nothin if she finds out.’ thought Ben with longing. He settled for watching the simulation of the occasionally distorted grid model of Nuwa in secretary clothes shaking her ass against an entirely nondescript grid model of a man, whom he imagined to be himself.

Since he was in the Butt tab, the simulation concentrated most of its resolution on the curves of her ass as well as getting that jiggle as realistic as possible. But considering the way she was handling his package earlier today, Ben bet that Nuwa herself could twerk with far more expertise than this model was imitating. Before he could whip his dick out and get to town, he got a call.

He almost instinctively declined, since it blocked part of his screen, but the Caller ID showed it was Kiesha, his girl, so he picked up. “Hey boo.”

“Um.. I don’t think coming over today would be such a good idea. You know the streets are heating up lately.” Ben was worried that Nuwa could come back to find him at ANY time, even at night. He didn’t want to get Kiesha involved.

“The fuck you jus‘ say? You ‘can’t go to sleep without your pussy flooded with semen’? Boo, are you high on some shit?”

“Hol’.. hol’ up. No need to cry, girl. Ahhhmmm! Gimme some time to think.”

This turn of events left Ben more than a little horny. His girlfriend was nowhere near Nuwa’s tier of beauty, but she was still quite the catch with how she was black, beautiful, and fit with a fat booty. What really turned him on in this instance was that his girl was usually quite conservative. She would always make him wear condoms and would rarely even accept different sex positions, so this sudden change confused him terribly.

‘Fuck! Kiesha picked the worst day ever to put out. Why would she.. all of a sudden.. Hol’ up! Boss said to watch out for something like this. A girl’s personality changing.. going from normal to slutty. No way!’

“Kiesha baby. You still there? Don’t move. I’m driving over to your place right now.”

“Fuck whatcho parents hafta say! I gotta be there ta help ya thru.. whatever it is ya goin thru. Dun worry. I got some connections that should be able ta sort things out for ya nicely.”

“NAH! Do NOT fuck ya Daddy! Bitch, siddown and jill off if ya haftoo!”

Ben was a man with a mission. He grabbed his shit and ran into the night. He had to save his girl from doing something terrible, even if that meant impregnating her! Energized by the spirit of all that is horny, he kicked his car into full throttle towards the suburbs.

~ ~ ~

In a windowless corporate building at an unknown location, Mira the Succubus was spinning around in a fancy office chair. The room was bathed in an inhuman purple light coming from the ceiling. “Lalalala~” she sang as she played a developer version of Gem Ladies that had no punishments or rewards. As a genuine basic bitch, match-3 games were her favorite thing to do in her free time. She never got bored of them.

Naho burst into the office room without warning. Out of the four computer monitors that Mira used, one was brutal interracial porn and the other three were extremely complicated streams of code that made Naho dizzy the last time she tried understanding them.

The excessively smiling coder brought her spinning chair to a stop and said with markedly less cheer than her present smile or in-app speech would indicate, “Well, well, well.. If it isn’t the darling of CG Intelligence?”

Naho spat out with as much disgust as her stoic affect could display, “..Mira.”

Ever since they met thousands of years ago, the two Succubi were instantly archenemies. C-cup vs J-cup. Petite vs voluptuous. Frozen stoic face vs constantly smiling face. Incompetence vs high competence. Everyone loved her vs everyone hated her.

“It’s Officer Mira to you, Naho. I outrank you.” said Mira as her smile widened unnaturally.

Scoffing, Naho flatly stated, “I don’t have time for your games, Mira. A problem came up today. A big problem.”

Mira cupped her scantily-clad titties and started shaking them, knowing how much Naho hated being poorly endowed relative to other Succubi. Mira’s smile stayed the same, but her eyes turned sadistic. She said, “Is that so..? Pray tell, how is this my problem?”

Naho walked into the office, leaned against the wall, and looked away, knowing that Mira was trying to get under her skin. She casually watched the scene of surprise buttsex on one of the monitors to calm down and explained, “A woman named Nuwa.”

Mira stiffened. She grabbed the handles of her office chair and started pulling herself up. A series of obscene squelches and moans ensued as she lifted herself off of the footlong, bumpy dildo affixed to her chair. When she was off, her vagina leaked juice and gaped widely, opening and closing slightly with each set of heartbeats, before abruptly snapping back to its default tight state. She abandoned her previously flippant posture and her smile lowered into a more polite businesslike expression. “What do you know about her?”

Even though everyone hated Mira, it was impossible for them to fire or reassign her, because she was always serious about her work and she was the best coder they had. Otherwise, Naho would never come to her first when she needed to contact someone from the Gem Ladies team. She monotonously repeated what she knew about Nuwa, which was not much.

By the end of the story though, and after connecting it with her own findings, Mira was fairly spooked. There had been a misunderstanding. She thought Nuwa#6969 was either a really good hacker or had hired one. To her dismay, however, she was a being of such great power that the backdoor connection to her soul was single-handedly overloading their servers. Ever since she had arrived, all their apps were slowing down, they were undergoing a flash recession in the collection of lust energy, and their new user growth was tanking because excess lust energy was how they installed Gem Ladies onto the devices of other girls!

Mira looked suspiciously at Naho and asked, “You.. someone like you.. actually got someone at her side to agree to use CG on her?”

Naho nodded. Her face didn’t change, but her eyes shined brightly with pride. A frown formed on Mira’s face for what might have been the first time in years. She carefully and slowly asked, “Naho.. would you please swap this case over to one of your teammates?”

The petite girl simply stared blankly back at her and shook her head. Mira put her hands on her head and said, “Idiot! What happens if you get captured?! Are you going to tell Nuwa everything she wants to know about us?”

Again, Naho shook her head. Mira smiled wryly and asked, “If she asks you something, what will you tell her?”

Naho thought for a moment and said, “The truth.”

Mira shouted, “EXACTLY. You’re an imbecile! You CANNOT be on that case!”

“It’s my case and I’m doing well. I need to know which Punishments are currently assigned to Nuwa from Gem Ladies.” replied Naho blankly, without any conversational awareness.

“How about, NO? GO **** ON A DICK.” Mira yelled angrily before shoving the smaller Succubus out of her office with a meager push of her colossal bosom, slamming the door on her face, and locking it. She let out a *humph*, checked her nails, and went back to her desk. Carefully spearing herself back onto the monstrous dildo, she plonked her head onto her desk. She sighed and said to herself, “These brainless sluts. This is going to be a repeat of when Dracula dominated us all into his sex slaves. We were lucky he got himself killed. This time we’re though, we’re fucked!”

Outside the office, Naho looked around blankly at the nearby corporate furniture. She grabbed a chair to lean on and a dildo from next to the water cooler, then fixed the suction pad on its base to Mira’s door. For the next four hours, Naho’s ass slapped on the door of Mira’s office until Mira couldn’t take it anymore and told Naho the vital intelligence she had come there in the first place for: Nuwa’s current Punishments.