An Excrutiatingly Cruel Shower Scene

Surprisingly, the notification was not from Gem Ladies. It was from her brother, Zagreus. She opened the chat.

“Babygirl, you’re freaking me out. It’s not funny anymore. Please respond. Even Mother Nyx can’t find you. Did you fall into the Void?!”

“Zag..” muttered Nuwa with melancholy. There was sex for the shits and giggles. And then there was sex with Zag. The former was good for passing time, but the latter was something she desperately craved at least once a day, something like a home in this ridiculous cycle of immortal isekai’ing. Unlike her other lovers, he will never grow old and leave her. He would always love her, no matter who she had sex with. He would never fear her power.

Nuwa tore off her clothes. They would come back whenever her Slutty Secretary Punishment decided it was time for them to come back, she guessed. She hopped in the shower, and turned it on. She didn’t know how to tell him. He was her older brother, but agewise, he was younger than her due to her memories of her past lives. She was a little jaded by life, and a bit too rational, whereas he was a sensitive kind-hearted guy. ‘Urgh.. I’ll try to break it to him lightly..’

She typed, “Zag. Don’t do anything crazy. I’m fine. My [System] pulled some shit and took me to another dimension. Don’t worry. Everyone’s weak here so I’m not in any danger. It might be awhile until we see each other.. but I’m sure that if we keep working hard to get stronger, we will meet again. How hard could it be to travel between dimensions? PS, I miss you and your big dick - send pics!”

Zagreus replied quickly, “Oh, thank the Primordials.. It’s that time, huh? We did suspect this would happen at some point given what we know about your [System]. I’m upset but I’ll get over it and train hard with Cousin Ares. I’ll break through spacetime to get you back if I have to! Oh.. um.. sis. I sort of had a tantrum when I found out that you were gone and this happened.”

[Picture unavailable]

“I didn’t get the picture? One moment, love.”

Nuwa consulted her [System]. ‘Why didn’t I get the picture?’

*This dimension is too far from the previous one for anything but text to send over.*

Nuwa groaned. ‘Fucking [System]! This is all your fault I’m here in the first place!’ She typed to her brother, “We’re too far away to send pictures to each other :( just tell me what happened!”

“Oh..” Zagreus replied. “Well, I thought Aphrodite did something to you so I tracked her down and got a little violent with the interrogation.”

“Hah! I really regret not being able to look at the pic now. Hold on, you didn’t do anything lewd to her without her consent did you?” Nuwa was suspicious. ‘One of Aphrodite’s Authorities is Beauty and that makes her even hotter than me. I don’t care if he kills her, she’ll just be reborn from her Authority, but he’s not allowed to **** her! How can I purport to be a feminist if the love of my life is a ****?!’

The next ping alleviated her worries and more. “Of course not, babe! I know you’re a feminist. I set aside my rage enough to make that bitch beg for it before I filled her with my cum.”

Nuwa swooned! Only her brother knows her well enough to dot all her i’s and cross all her titties. “I am so proud of you, love. Remember 100 years ago? You were practically putty in her hands when she came onto you, but now.. you’re a true gentleman! I love you so much, Big Bro Zag.”

“Hehehe, I had a good teacher! I had her in that full nelson position you showed me how to do. She was screaming and begging me to stop or else she'd fall in love with me forever. Wish you were there. Love you too, babe.”

Nuwa summoned her [Vibe] from her soul. “Great work! If you make her addicted to your cock, maybe she'll stop being such a bitch. Alright, gonna vibe to your likeness now xoxo. Talk to you later.”

“Don’t forget to keep in touch while you’re off conquering worlds, babygirl.”

Nuwa sighed out “Zag” in a husky tone “Zag, Zag, Zag”. She rubbed the nondescript glassy dildo on her cheeks under the spray of water.

Nuwa’s [Vibe] is one of the few powerful artifacts she can use in a sustainable manner. Moreover, it had been with her since the very beginning of her training as a Daoist of Sex and each time she rose in power, all it would take to upgrade it was dipping it into the crystallization of her Dao. Long had it ceased to be a mere toy. She had taken to treating it like a Zanpakutō (from Bleach) and communicating to it in hopes of her Dao allowing it to gain life and sentience.

She cooed, “Same as always, Vibey-baby. Take the shape of my brother’s penis and stir me up real good.”

The [Vibe] didn’t actually have life yet, so Nuwa had to use her powers to ‘will’ it to transform, much like she willed her brother’s cum to behead that hobo. The phallic weapon morphed in seconds to an intimidating cock measuring at 13” in length. Any ordinary woman attempting to take a cock like this all the way in would find their vaginal canal irrevocably stretched and their womb bruised.

None of this applied to Nuwa. In fact, her Dao of Sex gave her genitals near-indestructability and near-instant regeneration. She could even recreate her hymen if she wanted. She may have lost her superhuman bloodline as the daughter of Hades and her Godhood after leaving the previous dimension, but anything connected to her soul cannot be stripped away from her. Her god-tier Dao comprehension ensured that her sexual organs were very much still superhuman.

To sate her hunger temporarily and get her going, she brought one of her larger than usual breasts up to her mouth and sucked from it. Infinite lactation without a need to worry about dehydration was yet another one of her sexual powers. Her brows furrowed a tad, ‘That Cold Front Punishment of permanently erect nipples is bothersome. It’s like I’m being **** to drink through a coffee straw instead of a generous stream! Just you wait, Mira..’

Nuwa affixed the [Vibe] to the wall of the shower stall, turned the shower off, and poured some liquid soap on her hand. It was time to relieve her stress. She called out to her fledgling initiate, “Are you still with me, Ben?”

She knew he was still there. Her Dao allowed her to sense the sexual thoughts, fantasies, and fetishes of everyone within 50 meters of her position. She could even tell where he was based on those thoughts if she tried. Knowing everything made it a bit too easy though, didn’t it?

By the time she takes a dick in her pussy, Nuwa’s Dao comprehension ensured she would immediately know everything there was to know about the rest of a sexual encounter. She would know exactly how to deliver the most possible pleasure to her partner. She would know exactly how much pleasure he is going to give her, and how much she can convince him to give her without turning him off as well. What was most dangerous was that she would know exactly which fetish to target to make any of her partners hopelessly enamored with her. Only god-tier beings at the same power level as her could shrug off her allure. But where was the fun in all of that?

Not knowing was 69% of the fun of it! Nuwa licked her lips. With some of her allure powers, she could enslave Ben with a single suck of his dick, but she preferred her top brass of vassals to have free will. Their moral struggles tickled her interest the most.

She pressed her soapy slick body against the stall and trailed her cunt along the shaft of her [Vibe]. Would Ben lose control if she moaned like a slut? Would he press his face to the door and helplessly jack off imagining her divine body or would he resist for the ultimate reward? She didn’t think he could last, but she was eager for a surprise.

~ ~ ~

Ben’s momma raised him to be a God-fearing man. He didn’t go to Church anymore and he was even having second thoughts, but today’s events made him do an about face. He pinched himself, wondering if that would wake him up from the nightmare. Or wet dream, he couldn’t tell which.

Ben heard her devilishly seductive voice clearly with the water turned off. She spoke, “Ben, do you find it.. absurd? Could you be thinking, ‘How did she know my friend’s deepest secrets? How does she control my body? Why do I fear a petite young lady? Why is she masturbating in my shower?’ Speak freely.”

The terrorized man hadn’t moved from his position a few meters away from the bathroom door since she had let go of him 10 minutes ago. “Yes’m.” He answered honestly. The thought of lying to her like a prostate sycophant only came afterward. His street savvy led all his decision making at the moment and it hadn’t led him wrong so far. It told him to tell the truth. He gulped and continued slowly, “It don’t make sense.” Then he heard her begin.

“Haaahn! Sshh-Hoo! Do you know? I just stuck a massive dildo.. huunnh.. in my tight little pussy.”

Ben didn’t dare to imagine it. There was a deep craving in his soul to earn her reward. He had the opportunity to experience heaven first hand. She gave him a little taste of it when she plopped her pillows on his chest earlier. If.. if he could hold on and get that reward, all of his anxiety and fear would evaporate into blissful, sweet, glorious pleasure.

“Ben.. mmph.. do you have a.. aaoohhh.. a girlfriend?”

‘Oh no.. This witch’s body is so fine I forgot about my girl.’ Dread and guilt swirled through him. ‘W-will she rope my girl into this too?’ It was too dangerous! His instincts were telling him to be honest, but.. how could he call himself a man if he always kept his head down? “No, ma’am.”

*Squelch* “Ha ha!” *Squelch* “Ha hah!” *Squelch*

He heard the witch cackling while bouncing her ass against the shower stall with lewd squelching. The boner was coming back with a vengeance, and so was the terrible trifecta of anxiety, fear, and guilt. ‘F-fuck, she.. she knows.’

The buzzing of a vibrator joined into the symphony of squelching soapy flesh. She said, “Yeah baby, that hits the spot. Unnn. So.. what if I told you that this was all something of a practical joke..? I planned this out and did my research on your fat friend beforehand. Using my beauty and specialized chemicals disguised by the smell of trash, I baited and held off your ejaculation. I placed hidden cameras to film everything. My friends and I.. we wanted to test out some special techniques. Would men become more submissive if their thoughts defaulted to the paranormal? If we dangled a scrumptious and helpless damsel in front of them, could that same powerless lady, with the right tricks and swagger, inspire fear so great that the men dance to her tune?”

Amid the rhythmic pounding, Ben was fully erect. He was shivering with arousal and emotional agitation. He slowly sat down and sank into a nearby cushioned chair, eyes rapidly rotating to check for cams. He no longer knew what to think or believe. His instincts were failing him! The thought that it was all some sort of sick joke set his anger aflame! A powerless girl, who knew how to talk big, was stringing him up like laundry! Sending his emotions up and down like a rollercoaster! He could be going viral online right now, played for a fool! There might not be a reward at the end of the shower! He was holding back for nothing?! She was slutting it up in the shower ramming herself into a vibrating dildo when it could easily be HIS dick inside her! The only reason that object got precedence over him was because she, her friends, and all her viewers are getting off to his abject submission!

‘Or..’ He heard her let out a high-pitched peep from what he suspected was a mini-orgasm before she began to laugh again. It was a particularly naughty and tantalizing laugh.

‘Or.. she lyin. How she dig up all them secrets? How she know I’d take her back to my crib? That story o hers.. its a long shot. What if she IS the Devil? Why would she, bein’ a powerless hoe, come into a grown man’s place without any backup or reassurances of safe harbor? Who else could play a grown man and mekkit look so easy?’

Ben held his head in his hands. His confusion was skyhigh and he was once again discharging precum. He heard a creak and saw something that made his eyes open wide. The bathroom door was opening slightly on its own and stopped after two inches, increasing the clarity of the sound coming from within, but Nuwa was still inside the shower stall fucking herself and giggling wildly. According to the sounds, it would have been impossible for her to have opened it from where she was! He knew that door was djanky though! If she hadn’t locked it, there was a possibility for it to have opened on its own!

But why would she leave the door unlocked while showering?! Was it to TEMPT him to go in and **** her insanely SLUTTY pussy?! Had she set up a paranormal TRICK beforehand so the viewers can laugh as his PATHETIC, CONFUSED, FEAR-INDUCED boner?! Was it the DEVIL testing his willingness to succumb to SIN?!

“Oh god~! I can feel it churning my insides and buzzing all the way inside my womb~!!”

“Arrrrghhh!” He shouted at the ceiling as the mental turmoil reached a crescendo, along with his restraint. At the same time, a high-pitched, heavenly squeal came from behind the faintly ajar bathroom door. They both had cum.

The buzz of the vibrator stopped and he heard one last squelch before the shower turned back on. “What a wonderful session! Sounds like you lost.” Nuwa cheerfully remarked, acting entirely casual. Like a man after a one-night stand. Like nothing had even happened.

Ben was still cumming. It was by far the most intense orgasm he had ever had in his life, but he would rather have cum before the shower, and saved himself from the utterly shitty depression he was in right now. He let out the last spurt with an “Urk..” and felt both literal and figurative pain in his balls. Cumming early either meant he was caught on cam being laughed at online or that he lost his chance at the reward. Neither was a favorable outcome, with the former being much worse. His girl might even leave him! He cynically remarked to himself, ‘I hope she the Devil..’ Slumping back into the chair, he looked up at the ceiling and thought, ‘Fuck. My. Life.’

The witch/bitch left the shower stall, humming and toweling herself off inside the bathroom. She didn't bother to close the door. It was over anyway. Ben fantasized waiting for her to leave and pick the camera up, so that he could run over, smash it, and have his way with the slut for mentally **** him. But he still believed there to be a 50/50 chance of it being a fatal mistake, which held him back. And besides, he was so drained that he wasn’t sure he had it in him to get hard again. Was he supposed to just take the L?

His smartphone buzzed in his pocket. Relieved to get back to some normalcy and not have to think about Nuwa for a few seconds, he checked what the notification was about. ‘Huh? I don’t remember having an app called Custom Girls.’

Hey everyone. Dahoosa here. Thanks to Duduvar for the great premise and thanks for reading my first chyoa story!

This is an official branch point for other Authors to transition this story back to the original Custom Girls app. Not that I’m against the addition of chapters in other places. I’m actually excited to see any and all additions to the Nuwa chain.

Some reminders and ideas for other authors:

• Nuwa has some OP items in her armory that she can use sparingly. Up to you what they are and/or if she’s able to use them.
• Zagreus, at some point, will come to find her. He’s the son of Hades and in this story, he’s a God too. You can decide what he attained Godhood in and if he gets to retain it between dimensions with their Mother's help.
• Nuwa’s [Vibe] could gain sentience.
• Nuwa’s Dao could lose balance, changing her genuine personality to be either overly loving or overly lusty.