They have a chat about Heaven and rewards

"My Lord, you requested my presence?" Luna said.

Eric looked his newest archangel up and down. Her body was, of course, already at the level of curviness he preferred, and he appreciated how her eyes kept flicking to his crotch, obviously wanting to show him why the previous God had declared her Heaven's best cocksucker. She was also obviously a little put out that her department had been closed, but pleased to be in the presence of God.

"I did," he replied. "Since Heavenly Rewards won't be needed any more, at least not while I'm God, I figured I should give you something to do, and being my arm candy seemed as good a role as any."

Luna giggled slightly at being called 'arm candy'. "I hope that My Lord sees me as more than just a pretty woman to have on his arm."

"Obviously I'm going to be shoving my cock in your mouth," Eric said. "But first I want to know a bit about what you were doing at Heavenly Rewards."

"Well, as the name implies, we were responsible for ensuring that everyone who got into Heaven would have as blissful an experience as possible," Luna began. "This, for the most part, involved significant amounts of cuddling, hugging and sex."

"For the most part?"

"Well, there are people who are simply averse to sex altogether, sometimes even the others as well, My Lord," Luna explained. "Of course, per your new directive, most of them will no longer be eligible for Heaven and will instead be damned to torment in Hell for being unwilling to be your fuck toy, but that is not my concern. But for most people, they were assigned an angel, often more than one, from Heavenly Rewards to provide constant comfort and happiness for the rest of their eternal existence."

"And is this how you would appear when being someone's companion?" Eric asked.

"No, My Lord."

"Then show me."

Luna shrugged. "Well, for one, My Lord, most people do not prefer curviness to this extent. I would show you on my own body, but your directive concerning angels' bodies prevents me from shrinking my proportions." Luna waved a hand and an illusion of her body, though with much smaller, though still ample, breasts and butt, appeared. Eric waved it away a moment later. "Other things like hair length and colour, musculature, even the number of limbs changed from person to person." Luna bit her lip, obviously not sure if she should continue.

"And what else?" Eric prompted.

"My Lord, it is something I know you do not like, but the vast majority of those in Heaven ultimately came to prefer it. You have not actually prevented me from altering my body in that way, however."

"I want you to show me what you looked like when providing your services," Eric reminded her. "Even if I have changed things now, I will not punish you for what you did before."

"As you say, My Lord." Luna made her miniskirt vanish, and Eric's eyes were drawn to her crotch as her slit shifted backward slightly. Then the flesh above it started to bulge, until forming into the shape of a rough cylinder and two orbs, very obviously a penis and scrotum. Luna moaned slightly as her new appendage met the still air of the time-frozen world, the smooth, vein-riddled shaft twitching eagerly at being brought into existence again, its growth stopping only when it matched Eric's own size.

Eric raised an eyebrow. "This is what a majority prefer?"

"Once in Heaven and once they have tried it out, yes, My Lord," Luna said. "Heaven is a place where there are no negative experiences, after all. The worst anyone can feel about something that they try is pure neutrality. Consequently, people are much more willing to have sex in different ways. For that matter, at least when accounting for physiological differences between sapient species, a form like this was the most popular for the ordinary residents of Heaven, not just what they preferred from angelic companions."

"It's not something I'd have ever considered," Eric said. "And I wouldn't want a partner with a cock anywhere near my junk."

"Most people, once the possibility of negative consequences is removed, are much more open to experimenting with such things than you are, My Lord. Almost everyone in Heaven has had sexual experiences involving their having various genitalia and erogenous zones, and their partners having various genitalia and erogenous zones, and settle on a more or less permanent form only after having tried everything they can think of. The notion of being able to experience sexual pleasure in more ways than they might have had as an ordinary mortal is very appealing, which is why so many of them choose to have as many erogenous zones as possible." Luna reached back to stroke her own hair, demonstrating that even it could be such as juices flooded out of both her cock and her pussy at the resulting orgasm.

"I should add that many of them, as much as they want this body type, both for themselves and their partner, prefer a masculine affect to a feminine one, but I am unable to demonstrate that except in illusion due to your commands, My Lord."

"That's fine," Eric said. He leaned back against a nonexistent wall and tapped his foot. "Do you like having a dick, Luna? And I don't mean in the sense of you liking or not liking what I want you to like or not like."

It was Luna's turn to pause. "I do enjoy it, My Lord. I am the angel--the archangel, now--most closely associated with pleasure and bliss, and especially sexual pleasure, given the nature of the reward most receive for being in Heaven. Having more ways to experience sex, then, is something I find extremely appealing. So, yes, I like having a cock to go with my boobs and my cunt."

"Then you can keep it," Eric decided. "For now, anyway. I will of course be fucking you sooner or later, and whether I will allow you to have it when I do is something I will decide at the time."

"Of course, My Lord."

"Tell me, what else did you do as part of Heavenly Rewards aside from ordinary sex?"

"Well, again, due to the lack of negative consequences in Heaven, most people became much more willing to try new sexual experiences. For instance, BDSM is quite popular, even the more extreme forms of it."

Eric nodded and gestured for the angel to continue.

"Size play is another one, crushing, vore, things like that. Practically everyone has a foot fetish, and often the smellier the better. And even I've been regularly surprised by how many people eagerly embrace waste kinks once the negative medical consequences were a non-issue."

"And what about on your end? Which ones do you most enjoy indulging?"

"I enjoy seeing those deemed worthy of Heaven being happy," Luna answered. "Now, of course, that will occur once you decide to go there and start using people as you see fit, but previously I enjoyed every kink, both on the giving and receiving end. It's why I was so effective in Heavenly Rewards."

"And for the kinks with a clear power dynamic, which end of it did you prefer being on?"

"I had no preference, My Lord. I enjoyed both equally, but I more often found myself on the giving end. Most people simply wish to relax and enjoy paradise after a hard life, after all, and I was more than happy to indulge them in it."

"But if I wanted you to, say, clean my dirty feet with your tongue, you would enjoy that, aside from any considerations about how I had ordered it?"

"Yes, My Lord, just as I would enjoy it if you were to do the same for me, aside from any considerations that God would be cleaning my feet. Amia and I have often indulged in it together, in fact."

"Amia has a foot kink?" Eric asked.

"Most angels have done a few stints in Heavenly Rewards, aside from a few whose proclivities make them wholly unsuited to it, but they are most adept at ensuring sinners are properly punished in Hell." Luna shivered at that, clearly disliking thinking about such matters. "Amia typically prefers to take roles that involve pleasuring feet."

"And what about you, Luna?"

"Oh, well, I would rather be on the receiving end at this point, My Lord, but only because I have been on the giving end so often and enjoy both equally. As for specifics? I would have to say that I most enjoy consensual degradation. It is incongruous with my appearance, of course, which enhances the experience for those who receive it, and I do enjoy seeing someone beg me to use them as an object."

"I assume you enjoy the reverse as well."

"Most certainly, My Lord, though relatively few wish to provide such service to me."

Eric nodded. "From now on," he declared, "all mature sapients shall, as a precondition of existence, automatically be open to and consent to any sexual, or related, activity proposed by myself or my personal aide Luna. This shall, however, not preclude any activity involving cajoling someone into positively requesting or assenting to such use. There shall also be no negative health consequences from any such act."

"Thank you for the latter parts, My Lord. I enjoy having people beg for my ass on their face as much as I enjoy actually putting my ass on their face."

"Don't worry, Luna," Eric said. "We'll find someone to sit on your face as well."

Luna smiled. "Could you make it normal for me to have my dick and nutsack out even though I'm not proportioned sufficiently to go nude? I much prefer miniskirts to anything else, and if it's all the same to you I'd prefer to keep them now that I've grown them to show you."

"Mm, sure," Eric said, waving a hand idly. "Still haven't decided if I'll let you keep them once I fuck you, of course, but you can have them otherwise."

"Thank you, My Lord." The archangel made a new skirt pop into existence around her waist, tented in front by her ragingly erect shaft.

"Now, Amia did say that she will be much happier once I've got my dick wet again, so I'm going to head into my next class. You'll be accompanying me, of course."

"Of course, My Lord."

Eric unfroze time, making sure nobody saw anything unusual about how he and an unfamiliar woman sporting a throbbing cock seemed to appear from nowhere, and joined the throng heading into the building.

As they went, he noticed his power having to suppress Luna's. "Do you really have that much trouble controlling it?" he asked, ordering reality to keep them from being overheard.

"Yes, My Lord," the archangel admitted. "Amia did warn you. I assume you can tell what fantasies I am attempting to impose?"

"I can. Perhaps we can try some of those later."

"Yes, My Lord."