The Liberating Goddess, Primary, and her priestess, Georgina Godstate

{if Tips = 1}((TIPS: Georgina Godstate is a deceptively shrewd master of logic and oration, but what's most outstanding are her muscles. Your priestess' loyalty and intellect will be key; facing Georgina with just your muscles is a fast track to defeat!

Suggested stats: Cunning, Faith

Bad stats: Body, Power)){endif}

You accepted the scroll, then spoke clearly into the microphone: "The Liberating Goddess, Primary, and her priestess, Georgina Godstate." You had no idea what to expect from your opponent, but the crowd seemed to; they sounded like they approved of your decision, cheering and clapping their hands. Was that a good sign or a bad one? It was honestly pretty hard to tell... you felt like an outcast among the other gods, so you sort of figured... if they were clapping, it was probably bad news for you. {if Shiryoku Tattooed = 1}Bungen had been a big enough name for you to know who to expect, but you'd never actually heard of Primary before...{endif}

Rather than walk up, the opponent goddess decided to teleport. She... honestly, looked a bit like a priestess herself. The woman was tremendous, with dark skin and full lips, wearing a get-up like she was trying to look like America's lady liberty, including the powder blue crown, decent-length toga, and even the miniature torch she carried. The primary difference between Primary and that lady was that she was, quite obviously, black, with a challenging smile and deep brown eyes. Her hair was done into a massive fro, such that the crown was more like a circlet on her than something to top her head. Most of all.. she had muscles. Ridiculous muscles. You felt tremendously happy that you weren't being **** into a physical contest yourself. Her proportions weren't bad, if you could get past the bulging, man-like musculature.

She noticed you staring and set her torch down in a cupholder, while shifting her toga away from her legs and taking a seat. She crossed one leg over the other and smirked, leaning her cheek on her fist. "First time, <boy?>" Primary asked you, evidently unaware of your record so far. Her words mixed in western English, which made her somewhat difficult to follow.

You corrected her, telling her your record so far, which {if Win > 0}wasn't all bad. "Oh? So you're not a Kami Kurabe <virgin> after all... Maybe Georgina and I will have some fun, then," she chuckled, a smile spreading wide across her face as she regarded you in an overtly sexual manner... With her massive biceps and dark skin, she was a pretty far way from the ideal Japanese standard of beauty, but maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to broaden your horizons...{endif}{if Win = 0}was frankly pretty abysmal. "Ha ha ha ha! And you think you're going to turn your luck around against my priestess and me? I admire your sense of optimism!" she guffawed, laughing from deep in her belly.{endif}

Mila Minute appeared in the arena next, waving to the crowd as she gave her catwalk strut towards the center of the arena. She was a little buff herself, but in the average way, not the amazon way that Primary was. "Welcooome to another exciting Kami Kurabe challenger bout! Today, the challenger: you'd know his pasty blueness anywhere by now, its our favorite lazy god, Katappashikara!!" she announced with unflattering language, waving one arm towards the left side of the God Box. "Any words before we get started, Lazy-dono? That's what his priestess calls him! His stated goal: 'everybody, leave me out of your shiiiit!'"

You corrected Mila that your priestess has never specifically called you Lazy-dono and that the two of you respect one another. You were feeling pouty.

"Ha ha, alright, sorry if I hurt your feelings! Don't be blue!" The crowd got a big laugh out of that one. "Now, let's meet his priestess! It's the swordwoman who wants to end the Kami Kurabe and the rule of the gods! You know her, you possibly fear for your tenuous grasp on godhood because of her, it's Keiko Fukeikeeeeen!" At those words, the arena door on the left side opened up, allowing out your priestess.

As ever, Keiko was dressed in grass green armor, bearing your symbols, the Earth and the joined hands in equal representation. Today, she wore the same stern face as ever. It was a face that said she didn't care who her opponent priestess or their god was... she was going to defeat them just the same, for the fulfillment of her goals. {if Win = 0}Not that she'd been especially successful so far...{endif}

"Now, for the opponent. First off, the challenged party, the Liberating Goddess, herself, Primary! She's the patron goddess of muscle-lovers everywhere, isn't she? We have a lot of those here in the Kami Kurabe! Oh, but there's something even more important to her: democratic governance! Wow! Let's have her tell us more about that. Democracy isn't something we gods and goddesses think about a lot, for sure!" Mila Minute finished, gesturing towards the God Box.

Primary stood, performing a quick side biceps flex as she winked to the crowd. "This opponent of mine has the silly idea to destroy the Kami Kurabe and let humans govern themselves. I, on the other hand, know that earths are best served with a guiding mix of democratic government and my own divine inspiration! Checks and balances, that's what it's all about! A fair vote with majority rule! Hell yeah!" she announced, raising one fist into the air. There was only scattered clapping for that announcement... most of these gods didn't want their humans getting any kind of say in how they were governed.

You looked to Keiko, interested to see how she would take to fighting an opponent who, supposedly, was all for the right of humans to vote for their own issues. Keiko simply stood with that same expression on her face, watching the opposite gate. It seemed she wasn't deterred in the least...

"And how about her priestess? She's a flexer who's quick with the lecture! Let's give a hand for the Standing President of Super-merica, the Commander and Chief, Georgina Gooooooodstaaaaate!" Mila shouted, pointing towards the opposite gate. To your surprise, this was no standard entrance... the fog that began to roll out was colored red, white, and blue, accompanied by fireworks shooting out from either side, into the air, to explode above the arena. A weird, tonally off version of "Living In America," but sung by someone from another dimension was playing. You felt like you were watching the off brand version of one of the Rocky movies...

The woman who came out... well... you had to look hard for a moment to understand that they were a woman. She was very tan, with platinum blond hair in a wavy ponytail, shaped almost like a George Washington wig, but with natural bounce to it that made you realize it was her real hair. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her teeth bared in a beaming grin as she walked with both hands in the air, forming double peace signs, retracting them from time to time to kiss them and point them back at the crowd. Her musculature was every bit as insane as her boss's, with rippling biceps, a strong jaw, and even a thick neck line and traps. She was dressed in a blue suit with a white undershirt and red tie, as well as red-white-and-blue striped armor over it, forming a chestpiece and shoulder pads, with a long, flowing cape, displaying her goddesses' name, PRIMARY, along with a single giant, gold star. That chest piece was about the only armor she wore.

The cut of the suit couldn't hide her crazy musculature, including a ludicrously toned ass. If you weren't a fan of muscle girls, this was apparently going to be a pretty rough match for you... Though... That wasn't the most unusual part. When the woman reached the center, she gestured for Mila to hand her the microphone, still keeping her eyes squeezed shut in that giant grin. When the MC obliged, she pointed one finger into the air like a professional wrestler, then held the head of the device very close to her huge mouth. "Alriiiiiight, everyone! I'm going to start this one the same way as always... and that's to remind you all... that I have a diiiiick!" she bellowed.

Primary stood and clapped her hands, laughing at her priestess' boisterous behavior. You felt flabbergasted... Not only was the priestess you challenged some kind of bodybuilder... But she's also a futa?! You looked at Primary warily, trying to determine if there was any sign of a penis beneath her toga. There didn't seem to be.

"Hm hm hm... <Boy>, I see you staring again. No, I don't have one. That's my priestess' choice... I'm all about choice. She wanted a dick, I granted it to her. She's still a woman, just a woman with a dick. Is that so upsetting to you?" Primary questioned, her lips rolling away from her white teeth in a challenging smirk.

You... Felt like the right answer was no, of course not... But... You needed to organize your feelings on the matter...

Keiko, for her part, was clearly surprised. She probably hadn't expected to run into anyone with a penis during this competition, given that they were all supposed to be priestesses. She settled down more quickly than you did, however... It probably didn't make a big difference to her, since she planned to defeat them no matter what.

"Alriiiight! Now that we've talked about my dick, rest assured, nobody's going to see it anyway! That's because I intend to dominate my opponent, same as always! Oh yeeeeah!" the rambunctious president announced. "That's because we're going to be competing in a People's Choice Submission Maaatch!" She didn't even wait for you to say that you had no idea what that was, before explaining her rules. "It's simple! Each contestant gets two minutes to put their opponent in a submission hold! If you tap out and your opponent doesn't, you lose the round! During that submission hold, you'll answer a debate topic from the moderator, Mila Minute, but your opponent can also answer or interrupt you if they feel like it! At the end, assuming you didn't just tap, the arguments are judged by the audience of gods, who each get a buzzer: left side is Keiko, right side is me! You all will vote for whose argument you found the most convincing! Whoever loses has to strip out of one tier, until they have none left!"

Aw crap... This was going to be a tough one for Keiko. She was a woman of few words and what words she did speak, the other gods usually hated. Not only that... but her opponent was a huge, body-building wrestler!!

"Oh, but before that... I'm a believer in a firm handshake before any match! But I also have a deal for you!" Georgina smiled, opening her blue eyes slightly as she walked to Keiko and extended one meaty hand. "A fair match with a fair stipulation: I like to start at T3. Is that okay with you? Armor just gets in the way when you're wrestling, ha ha ha ha....!"

Crap... You needed to do some coaching here. Never trust an enemy priestess! It was 100% certain that starting at T3 gave Georgina some kind of benefit! You quickly started up your telepathy, telling Keiko not to accept that handshake!