To be a Villain

The crisp September breeze was warm in comparison to the cold grip of **** William felt as the stab wound drained him of his vitality. 'This is what I get for playing hero,' thought Will. As he drew his last breaths and let the darkness take him, he felt a bit cheated. 'If only I had got laid... If only.'

The Goddess of lust heard his last plea and summoned his soul into another world so that he may make good on his wish and provide her with some erotic entertainment. With that done she also endowed him with the Blessings of Lust, making his loins be truly divine. She had high expectations for him.

Dropped in the middle of no where, William had no idea where to go or even what was going on. The only thing he knew was the goal the goddess gave him. To entertain her in any way. But before that he had to pick a direction and, as the confusion subsided, he felt life and lust in the four cardinal directions.

North he felt a large amount of lust brewing although if he focuses he can sense the lust break down into smaller units clustered together, implying there was a settlement over yonder.

South he felt two lust filled beings that seemed to be going at it good. Perhaps he could join them.

East was a rushing sound of river and large amount of lust emanating from a single source.

West was a group of smaller lust filled beings or perhaps a group of larger beings with less lust.

Decisions decisions...