Zeus new rule

As the chatter in the room begins to die down, Zeus stands tall, his imposing presence commanding attention as he faces you. He speaks with a measured tone, his words heavy with thought.

"I have spent a great deal of time contemplating a solution to this issue," Zeus begins. "If we were to ban Nereus from bedding only mortals, we would still be at risk of him falling into the hands of the nymphs. And yet, if we prohibit him any contact with the Olympian women, we would not be addressing the nymph problem."

"I believe there is a better way," he continues. "Nereus causes havoc because the women he beds become dependent on him, on his seed specifically. Mortals go mad with desire for it and gods throw all reason to the wind just to get a taste. Therefore, I propose that we put a spell on Nereus that neutralizes his sperm. He may have as much sex as he wishes, but he will father no more bastards nor create any more **** addicts."

You can't help but feel indignant at this proposal. "Father, that's basically blue balling me for all eternity," you protest. "Your punishment is too harsh."

"I am no tyrant, Nereus," Zeus responds calmly. "Of course, there are terms to how you can undo this. If you find a suitable woman, mortal or of godly descent, and swear loyalty to her in marriage, you will be released. But you will be bound to only ever bed this one woman. So choose carefully."

"But there are thousands of women to choose from," you protest. "How could I ever settle for one? This is not fair, you go around and fuck anything you wish, and I must live like a monk."

"I have a duty to our worshippers and this family," Zeus explains, a hint of sadness in his voice. "It pains me to do this, but your godly powers endanger us all. I have spoken." With those words, Zeus is handed a blank scroll by Hermes and begins writing his new law with lightning on the parchment. As soon as he puts down his signature, you feel an invisible ring shut around your scrotum, locking your testicles up