Check on the new girls

John decided to check in on her newest harem members. It hadn't been long enough yet for any of them to show noticeable change except the one who'd been made perfect. She had a head start. John found them together in one of the side rooms of her harem. John didn't really remember what the others had looked like but one of them had nipples as wide as 50 cent coins which was probably at least part of her transformation. The perfect woman though was definitely showing noticeable progress. Her insides had started glowing a dim gold to give the appearance that the sun literally shone out of her ass, and her pussy, and her mouth and nose. Actually the effect made her look like an angel wearing a human face. John could feel it, by the time this transformation reached it's full potential, she'd be worshiping this person. There was already a slight urge to fall to her knees. John decided she liked this idea. She'd had the power to change the world for a day and only used them for sex. She needed a perfect being to control her hand.

John let her knees land on the floor.

"What? Fuck, no, Get up!" The perfect woman sounded panicked. She must have had low self esteem before she was changed. Come to think of it she was naked in the line but she was definately not comfortable that way. "I'm not the goddess you seem to think I am, John, I'm just Olivia. I'm just a person who came here to worship YOU."
John stayed on her knees. "And the gift You received when you came here was that the perfection I already saw in you could never fade. And now look at you."
The other women in the room all agreed Olivia was looking like the perfect human woman.
"When did you last look at yourself though? No matter how perfect I become I can only be a fraction of what you are." With that Olivia not only kneeled but lowered her head to the floor. Everyone else around John did the same.
"I don't understand..." John stammered. She looked for something to see her reflection in. "Holy shit! I'm an actual fucking goddess..."