Recounting tales across dimensions

An infinite, never-ending black void... check.

Can’t feel my own body, check.

A blue text box hovering in front of me, check.

‘Wait, wait wait… Hold up, something ain’t right…’

It was at this moment, that I remembered, I died. Well, at least it’s not by a truck, that’d be too cliché. No, I died in a plane crash. What are the odds? It just so happened that a storm appeared right smack dab in the middle of the Pacific Ocean for no reason and somehow my plane is nearby. My last thoughts were, let’s see… ‘Fuck, I finally saved up enough money to upgrade my PC! Screw you weather!!!’ Yeah, something along those lines. Not my best moments, I gotta admit.

As far as I can tell, that's where I am right now, surrounded by nothing. There's no sensation, no thoughts, and I can't remember how I got here.

‘How long have I been here again?’ Silently thinking to myself, I repeat this cycle of for yet another day. Waking up, thinking, trying to exhaust myself, going to sleep, repeat. All while my mental health is chipped away little by little in this dark place.

At this point, I barely even remember my own name. But that’s fine, since there’s nobody here to talk to anyway. The only thing remaining in my memory is my deepest desire before I... died? Honestly, I don’t know what even happened, so let’s just leave it at that.

‘Damn it, all I want is to fuck a futa, or somehow finding one and then fuck ‘em. But no, there had to be something that happened that led to my . So, in short, fuck. All y’all!’

Letting out an anguish cry in my mind, I turn my attention to the thing shining in front of me. I’m horny as fuck thinking about that, and I can’t do jack shit. Hell, I can’t even masturbate. Having no body and all that shenanigans.

Yes, I’m not ashamed to admit that I have a fetish for futa. Everyone has their own right, although I’m quite sure that I belong to the minority in this, since I have no desire about being taken in the ass. That’s enough about me, and hey look, there’s this shining thing in front of me, interesting right?

‘Well, at least that’s new. Haven’t seen something that wasn’t black or myself for a long time. Fuck, who am I kidding? I can’t even see myself. Whoever is it up there, I shall send you my most sincere fuck of all times. Can you see it? The ‘Fuck You’ in my smile?’

The last part I was mumbling to myself. I’d be damned if there’s actually someone up there listening to that shit and sending me to hell just to spite me. Unless there’s no one up there, and all of this is just a lucid dream that’s been going on for a really long time. In that case, fuck you brain.

Well fuck you too!

...

......

.........

Okay, I’m really going crazy. Let’s just see what this thing is.

And it’s getting bigger.

And bigger.

And bigger.

...

At some point it became as big as the Arecibo Observatory, and that was the moment I realized I’m in deep shit. The ‘thing’ collided with me, and the world was painted pure white. My mind was assaulted by overwhelming pain. My whole body was being stretched out, folded, compressed over and over again.

Somewhere on the way I lost my consciousness, and when I came to I was lying down face first on the floor. It was marble white, spotlessly clean, so much that I could see my own reflection on it. And it smells kinda nice. Like sour... wait no... what was that again... ah, orange... wait no... Lemon. It was lemon.

“Owwie...”

I fell.

For 30 minutes...

And landed on my face...

Groggily standing up, what came into my view was a large hall, with majestic designs all over, pearl white pillar supporting the roof, in the middle of which sports several giant stained glass windows, from which a kaleidoscope of color shines through.

A hand tapped on my shoulder, and when I turned around, a young lady was looking at me.

“Hey, you! You’re finally awake. You were trying to cross the border right?”

“Huh?”

“Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us. And that thief over there.”

The situation unfolding in front of me somehow drew the laughter of some passerby. It took me a while to get my brain working, but somehow I recognized the iconic intro of Fallout 76.

“What the fuck?” Was the intelligent response that my brain came up with. Yep... I was meant to say ‘Who are you?’, but I guess I was still shell-shocked by my... somewhat bizarre... situation.

“Ahaha, that was quite funny seeing your dumbfounded expression. All jokes aside though, I am Sylvia, Governor of the Realm Above, Overseer of the Reincarnation Cycle.

And this place is the Eclipse Horizon, where all souls pass through to be judged before their next life. Now, please follow me, we have much to discuss, survivor of the Void.”

As soon as she finished, I felt my body being lifted up, before a white light blinded me. When my vision returned, we were in a hallway of sorts, and Sylvia signaled me to follow her.

Now that I have somewhat calmed down, I began taking notice of my surroundings in great detail. And that includes the Goddess in front of me. While I have many questions unanswered, I feel no rush getting them. Instead I calmly noticed that the designs of the walls are a blend of classical and beaux-arts style.

There are marble pillars every corner, the overall structures are somewhat symmetrical, while also carrying a sense of grandiose with intricate ornate adorn atop doors and windows. But all of that pale compared to the being in front of me.

A flowery scent wafted softly to the tip of my nose and made my body tingle. She is an incredible beauty, even by my standards, much so that I could only describe as otherworldly. She has lustrous silver-colored hair, long enough to reach her knees. She has sharp eyes that bear a mystical purple color, and she’s wearing a white robe. Technically it’s a two piece garment, the top functioning similar to a shoulder cape, but completely revealing her cleavage, barely covering from the middle.

Her bottom is no less seducing, with the thing’s sleeve’s parting right below her crotch, revealing her creamy legs, while the robe is barely held on her hips, clearly indicating that she’s wearing no underwear. (As far as I can see anyway, who knows how god wears their undies, or not at all...)

“It seems that the transition of your soul from the Void to this ‘interstice’ has gone rather well. How much memory do you have left? You’re aware that you have died right?”

Despite her appearance, her body exudes an oddly bewitching yet charismatic air. However, I felt rather calm instead of being tranced by her charms. Sylvia seems to notice this as well, as she makes a surprised expression.

“I’m not sure about the first part, but yes, I’m perfectly aware that I have died from a thunder strike in the middle of a sunny day.”

We kept walking in silence after that, the flight of stairs in front of me seemed endless before we finally reached a large door, presumably made out of wood and decorated with what seems to be gold leaves.

Going inside, I was rather surprised at how much it looks like a normal office, aside from the lack of documents and computers.

“Please take a seat.” Sylvia said, and I got to say that her voice is really silvery, liken that of the wind chimes.

I sat down quietly opposite to her, before she produced a bottle from her cleavage and gave it to me. That’s hot, but I’m not sure about drinking that.

“Oh, this is perfectly safe. It’s just something we use to give your soul a jog, to see if you can recall any memory.” She explained professionally, but somehow I can’t help but feel like she’s trying to market something to me. And stop reading my mind woman, I can see your pout from a mile away.

“Okay okay, killjoy. I’m just trying to help you, see?”

In return to her sparkling eyes, yes they’re literally sparkling like a cleaned floor, I gave her the deadest eye I can muster, before downing the bottle I was given. It felt like someone just shocked me with electricity, while punching my temples simultaneously. There was no actual pain, but it felt jarring to get all that sensation without any real feedback.

Then, little by little, I began remembering facts about my life, how I went through high school, college, having my first part-time job, etc... before it stops. I can’t recall anything else no matter how hard I remember. I guess that’s when I died. But the names of peoples I know, and even myself have all disappeared.

“Well, that’s not that bad, besides, you won’t need that anyway. Since you’re here, it is now my responsibility to get you properly reinserted into the transmigration cycle...

That’s what I would have said, had you not been inside the Void for little over 2 millennia whilst retaining your sense of self. You see, the Void is a dangerous and peculiar space. It’s at the end of Time and Space, where many become few, and few become none, all turning into nothingness. In a way, it is similar to the Dark Dimension in Marvel, but more dangerous since it renders everything in it into, well... nothing.

But you have somehow not only survived in there, but you also retained your ‘self’ in there, something I’ve never seen before. While there have been people drawing power from the Void before, it usually take a short while before they all went mad and lost themselves, turning into mindless beasts only capable of destructions.

What’s more peculiar about your situation is that you have never met any of those beasts before, have you? The Void should, in theory, have at least a few of them, before they turn into nothing, yet you’ve never seen or even heard of them. Well, I guess I’m sidetracking a little, please excuse me. It’s just my first time seeing anything like this.”

I could certainly discern the hidden excitement in her otherwise calm voice, and her eyes held a glint that made me gulp in fear, feeling like a guinea pig about to be dissected.

“There’s a reason that I came to get you myself. If you had just been like any other souls, I’d have left you to your own devices. But now, since you are more or less the embodiment of the Void, I can’t let you just reincarnate like that, oh no. You’ll tear our system to shreds in a matter of seconds. Now you must be wondering, what am I going to do with you? Well, tell me mister Survivor, have you ever heard of the Multiple Universe Theory? Or Multiverse for short.”

“Yes, more or less. The general expression is that there is an infinite number of universes that exist alongside each other, stemming from differences in history. That is true?” Nodding in understanding, I gestured for her to continue.

“Well, most of it. You see, the Omniverse itself simply doesn’t have enough energy, or resources, to maintain an ‘infinite’ number of universes. Imagine the Omniverse like a tree, and each universe is a branch on that tree. If there are an infinite number of branches, that tree will one day fall by itself and die, right?”

Giving a nod indicating my understanding, she continued. And somehow there’s a blackboard behind her, illustrating her explanation.

“Now that is not good for us at all, it basically means the end of existence itself. So to prevent that, ‘we’ were created, what humans came to worship as deities. Our main priority is to prune those branches, ensuring continuance across realities. But lately, there have been a lot of new universes emerging as a direct result of increase in population across the universe. So we decided to enlist help, naming them our ‘Champions’ of sorts, to assist us.

Now I haven’t had any Champions before, but seeing as my workload is increasing day by day, I decided to find someone. And you came just in time. So what do you say? Do you want to help us in ensuring that life will continue to exist across this massive Multiverse?”

After her short presentation, she sat down across from me, elegantly taking a sip from her tea, waiting for my decision.

‘Well, I’ve always wanted to travel, and this is better than anything I expected... Being a Champion for a fun Goddess like her is not bad either...’ A small smile lifted my mouth at the thought, before I voiced my opinion.

“Very well, while I’m quite saddened that you have declined my invitation, the offer still stands should you ever reconsider. Besides, our situation is not that bad at the moment, so recruiting new Champions is not as urgent as it used to be.”

‘Simply put, it’s too troublesome having responsibilities...’ was my thought as I turned down her invitation.

“Now, since you have not become my Champion, it’ll take me a while to find a world suitable for you, so make yourself at home... Oh never mind, there’s a summoning ritual happening.” Sylvia said with a hint of surprise as she looked at the report that magically appeared in her hands.

“Talking about coincidences... I don’t think there’s any chance better than this, so let’s get prepared.” She exclaimed excitedly before putting the report away somewhere...

Sylvia stood up from her seat and approached my side. Her garment, which is just a white robe, is fairly transparent. ‘Why didn’t I see that before?’ Silently punching myself in my head, I indulge in the view before me.

When I look at her closely, I can even see the auburn protrusion on her chest and the bulge between her legs... Wait... Oh. My. God... or Goddess in this case, she’s a futanari. (cue ‘Penguinz0 (cr1tikal) Yeah Baby! That’s what I’ve been waiting for!’)

She’s not even wearing any underwear. Contrary to her previous divine aura, the glamor of her outfit immediately caused blood to gather in my lower body. Despite our supposedly serious situation, somehow we’re both erected. Her glans are of a bold scarlet color, dripping with her sweet honey. The scent is filling the room as I felt even more aroused looking at her.

Sylvia put her face close, enough of a distance to kiss me, yet she did not, and blew sweet breaths on my face. “Consider this my personal gift to you, to celebrate your new life.”

My heart is beating fast with tension and excitement, and my crotch has tented high up since earlier.

A smooth hand reached out and gently stroked my cheek. In front of me was the dazzling beautiful face of Sylvia. It’s really a mystery how this woman can have both elegance and seductiveness coexist without contradiction.

Never in my previous life had I ever gazed at such a beautiful woman, as far as I remember (and she’s a goddess as well), at this close. In a way, I’m grateful for that employee who glitched the system, because it allowed me to have this opportunity.

Before I could even realize it, her flowery-colored lips were already touching mine. For a moment, my train of thoughts froze completely due to the abruptness of the situation.

For the first time, I’ve finally touch the lips of the opposite sex, and boy were they amazing. Her lips were soft and delicate, yet they were as sweet as honey, I couldn’t help but deepen our kiss just to taste more of her. Her tongue slips in my mouth, clashing against mine before I suddenly countered, and invades her orifice.

I explored every corner of her mouth, and felt her body shiver every time our tongues intertwined and danced in a bout of passion. It felt like hours, but in reality only a minute had passed before we were both left panting for breath but filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

“T-that was my first kiss. How does it feel to take a Goddess’ first kiss?” She asked in sultry tones, her body snuggling against me as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in.

“That was our first kiss, and I wouldn’t mind having seconds.” I gave her my honest answer. She smiled happily at that, before we smacked our lips together once more, this time for a longer and more sloppy compared to the last.

“Hey, have you ever seen a naked woman? Not in pictures or videos, but in flesh.” Sylvia spoke with a smile.

“Hm? No, not at all. At least that’s what I remember anyway.”

“Then I’ll show you, okay?” The sexy goddess in front of me said huskily, sending a shiver down my spine.

Sylvia began to loosen the bosom of her dress. The sound of her robe rubbing against the bosom of the garment further fueled my excitement. Eventually, she completely removed the bosom part, revealing to me her ample breasts.

“Woah......” I almost let out a surprised cry. In front of me stood the glistening naked body of a goddess. She was supple and slender, yet utterly glamorous, and her curves are all at the right places. Her bountiful milk jugs remind me of newly harvested fruits, while the rounded line from her tight waist to the pert buttocks is truly a divine beauty. Her penis is like a work of art, presenting the foreskin as white as a ceramic pottery in contrast to her tip which is as red as a shining ruby. It is the perfect object of desire in my eyes.

Her balls are at least half the size of her breasts, they look heavy, smooth, pretty. Taking them in my hands, Sylvia’s breath hitched as I began fondling them as well as her breasts. Despite their size, her balls show no signs of sagging, and her skin is soft to the touch. Her milk tanks are perky, yet flexible. It feels unlike her breasts, yet amazing all the same.

“Ahn... hya... not so sudden...”

Her moans are honey to my ears, as I continued my ministry. On top of that, I suck her remaining breast, using my tongue to roll around her nipples as they harden in my mouth.

Before long, I felt her balls tighten up and pressure began building up inside her penis, making it even harder and bigger. A short gasp came from her mouth as a thick rope of hot semen spraying out from her penis in between us. It even smells fruity, so I took a scoop and tasted it. Her cum is sweet and a little tangy, just like an apple. I pulled Sylvia into another kiss, sharing her cum between us as I grind my erection against her.

After a short while, her eyes regained focus as her cheeks gained a healthy blush seeing the mess she created. It’s dazzlingly cute in my honest opinion, but Sylvia seems to have a different opinion as a pout formed on her face.

“Uuu~... I’m supposed to be the one doing the work here, yet you’re taking everything in your own hand! Now lie down, and let me do my thing!”

She commanded with her voice while flaring her aura, but with that pout present of her face, it just further adds to her cuteness. Taking my painfully erect penis into her dainty hands, she stroked it slowly, using her saliva as a lube. Her movements were simply divine, and the pleasure tingled my spine, making my toes curl.

I moaned at the feeling of her touch on my meat rod, before nearly blanking out as she took it into her mouth. Her head bobbing up and down along my length, while her hands now moved down to play with my balls. The feeling of her tongue coils around me was nearly enough to make me cum, but I held on. She then swallows even more of me, her lips touching the base of my dick as her hot and wet throat tightens on my glans.

My groans and pants reverberate around the room as Sylvia continues to work magic on my dick. The pressure builds up inside my balls finally reaches a climax, and with a heavy pant I call out.

“S-Sylvia, I’m cumming!”

Instead of releasing my penis, she kept my glans inside her mouth as she eagerly took my load. I dispensed thick ropes of cum down her throat, feeling my balls squeeze itself dry.

It felt like minutes before my orgasm ended, and I was left panting on the couch. Sylvia looked at me with hunger in her eyes as she swallowed the cum left in her mouth.

She rose up, pushing me lying down on the couch, before lifting her heavy balls, revealing the hidden garden beneath. Her pink lips slightly spreading apart, juices running down her thighs as she lines up my cock to her entrance.

With a single motion, my cock was fully sheathed inside her. It was impossibly tight, and I feared my dick would break if it were any tighter. My penis kissed her uterus as it pushed past her cervix. A soundless gasp escaped her lips, Sylvia’s body shuddered before collapsing down on me. Her breasts pressed on my chest. With one hand on her bouncy ass, I used the other to support her back as I leaned up to kiss her.

Our kiss was long and sloppy as we took in the pleasure. Sylvia’s breath eventually calmed, before she gave me a slow nod showing that she’s fine. Lifting herself up slowly, I groaned out in ecstasy as her pussy sucked on my dick like a vacuum, not letting it go. Thrusting in her has been amazing, but this is simply incomparable.

It’s not long before the room was filled with our moans and gasps, and the sound of flesh slapping against each other each time Sylvia bounced on my lower body. Her penis swung with her movement, spraying precum on my abdomen and chest. Deciding to return to favour, I used one hand to grab her penis and caress her length, using the other to fondle and massage her balls.

The double attack appears to be effective as I feel her balls tighten in my palm, while her meat walls clamp down on my dick, while her cervix contracts and expands as if sucking me off.

“Kuu……I’m about to cum……!” I moaned out, desperately holding back the pressure inside me.

“Aaaah… hyan… me too! Let it out! Fill me up with all your hot load inside me!” Sylvia cried out in ecstasy as she came soon after.

A flood of hot juices flowed down my length while her penis got bigger before a thick load of cum came out, landing on my body in a sticky mess. Pleasure erupted inside me, leaving my mind blank white as cum came out of my penis again, despite cumming not even minutes earlier.

With my dick occupying the whole of her womb, my load has nowhere to go, making Sylvia’s stomach form a small bulge from all the cum filling her core. Sylvia reached down, pulling me in for a short, chaste kiss before leaning into my embrace, basking in the afterglow of our sex

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Sylvia - Governor of the Realm Above, Overseer of the Reincarnation Cycle

Age: ??
Height/Weight: 172 / 55kg
Cups: D
Length: 7cm /16cm
Girth: 3.3cm / 4.5cm
Testicles diameter: 12cm
Ejaculation volume: 250-300ml