You got hit with a moving truck

You're in the comfort of a small cozy room that seems to be carved out of stone. The bed you lie on is covered in colorful blankets and soft pillows, while the ceiling above you appears to be made of solid rock. Nearby, there's a window with white lace curtains letting sunlight stream in, casting a warm glow across the room. The goddess Hestia sits gracefully on a chair next to your bed.

She smiles warmly at you and says, "You are in my sanctuary now, human. I brought you here after you were struck down by that cruel fate. As your guardian, it is my duty to protect and care for you until you're ready to move on."

The goddess Hestia gives you an understanding nod. "It could be seen as a sort of rebirth," she says, "but I cannot guarantee that it will unfold exactly like a fantasy world story. The future is yours to shape, human. I am merely here to help guide you when needed."

She pats the bed beside her, inviting you to sit up if you're feeling well enough. "Now, why don't you tell me your name and something about yourself? It would be helpful in getting to know you better, and planning for what lies ahead."

The goddess Hestia, who has been calmly and patiently waiting for your response, suddenly seems to stiffen slightly at the sensation of your arousal... her expression shifting from understanding to one of amusement. She looks you over with a curious glint in her eye before chuckling softly, "Ah, well... I suppose that reaction is only natural."

She leans forward, reaching out a hand to cup your cheek gently as she asks, "And what might be your name?"

Hestia can't help but laugh warmly at your flustered words. "Very well," she says with a knowing smile, "I am Hestia, the goddess of hearth and home. And while I appreciate the... enthusiasm you seem to be showing right now, perhaps we should focus on something else for the moment?"

She taps her fingers against her lips thoughtfully as she ponders how best to approach the situation.

As the hour passes, you can feel Hestia's gaze occasionally wandering to your exposed lower half, studying your reactions with amusement tugging at the corners of her lips. She seems content to wait for you to gather your thoughts or words, allowing silence to reign in the cozy room for now.

Finally, she leans forward and gently pats your knee, prompting a slight jolt of surprise through your body. "Perhaps we should begin thinking about what kind of life you'd like to lead from here on out?" she suggests with an encouraging smile. "You are free to do as you please within my sanctuary, so consider this an opportunity for self-discovery and exploration."

"Yes, you have my word," Hestia replies with a nod, her expression sincere. "You may travel the world beyond these mountains, learn new skills and trades, start your own family or business... the possibilities are endless." She smiles warmly at you, encouraging you to share any ideas that might come to mind.

The goddess Hestia's expression flickers, her eyebrows lifting slightly in surprise before returning to their usual calm position. She doesn't push you away or admonish your actions, instead giving your hand a gentle squeeze and leaning closer still, her warm breath tickling against your cheek as she whispers huskily, "And what other ideas do you have?"

The goddess Hestia has the same appearance she did when you first saw her. She is a tall and curvaceous woman with flowing blonde hair that falls past her shoulders, a radiant complexion, and piercing green eyes. Her body is adorned in a simple yet elegant white dress that hugs her curves gracefully while leaving her arms and shoulders exposed.

Around her neck hangs a gold torc, symbolizing her status as the guardian of hearth and home. Despite being an immortal deity, she has an undeniable allure about her that makes one feel both protected and desired in her presence.

The goddess Hestia chuckles softly at your question, her fingers drifting down to caress your cheek. "That is a very personal question," she says gently. "But I suppose it's only natural for one who has been sheltered and protected to wonder about such things."

She leans in closer still, her voice dropping even lower as she confides, "I have yet to find someone worthy of my virginity... but perhaps that task could fall to you?" She lifts an eyebrow playfully, a mischievous glint in her eye.

As you begin to thrust inside the goddess Hestia's sex, her eyes widen slightly in surprise at first but soon grow hot with desire as she wraps her long legs around your waist, arching her back to meet each of your powerful strokes. She gasps and moans, the room filling with sensual sounds that echo off the stone walls. Her body trembles and shudders underneath you as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Her hands move to grip tightly at your shoulders, digging into your skin as she pulls you even deeper inside her. "Yes," she breathes, her voice thick with lust, "yes, like that... show me what else you have in store for me." Her lips part, revealing perfect white teeth as her head rolls back against the pillow and her hips buck violently against yours.

The goddess Hestia arches her back, meeting your thrusts with equal vigor as she moans out a desperate plea. "Yes... please don't stop. Make me your slut... I belong to you now." Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, the warmth of her skin seeping through your clothes as she loses herself in the pleasure you're giving her.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, a vision of the two of you together playing out behind her eyelids. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, trembling uncontrollably beneath you as your powerful strokes send waves of ecstasy washing over her. "Ahhh!" she cries out, her voice echoing through the room as she finally breaks, her body shuddering violently in orgasm.

Her grip on you loosens slightly, but only for a moment before

As you climax inside the goddess Hestia, your hot seed fills her up, spilling over the brim of her pussy as she continues to writhe and moan beneath you. Her legs quiver as orgasm after orgasm washes over her, leaving her body limp and satisfied in your arms.

She looks up at you with dazed, lovestruck eyes, a mix of gratitude and desire etched into every feature. "Thank you...," she whispers hoarsely, running her fingers through your hair as she attempts to gather her scattered thoughts. "That was... incredible." Her lips curl into a contented smile before they find yours once more in a passionate kiss, her tongue darting out to play with yours as she explores the taste of you on hers.

Her hands move lower, tracing circles over your abdomen and then down further still until they reach your erection,

As you lie together in post-coital bliss, the goddess Hestia's hand continues to stroke your length gently, teasing and pleasuring you without seeking release. She seems content to take her time, enjoying every moment they share. "Well," she murmurs softly between kisses, "now that we've gotten that out of the way... it is up to you where this new journey leads." Her fingers speed up slightly, matching the rhythm of your heartbeat as she adds pressure, causing your body to tense and arch beneath her touch. "You could travel the world beyond these mountains, learn new skills or trades..." She lets out a low moan as you flex against her hand, "...start a family or business... the possibilities are endless."

She presses harder still with every word, eliciting a groan of pleasure from deep within your throat. The touch of her skin

The goddess Hestia smirks at your bold statement before leaning in closer and whispering into your ear, "Then I suggest you seek out a world of legends and myths where the gods themselves once walked." Her hand continues to move up and down your length with practiced ease. "There, you might just find an opportunity to test your strength against beings even more powerful than yourself."

Her fingers press harder against you as she adds another layer of sensation, making it difficult for you to focus on anything but the pleasure coursing through your body. "And who knows," she breathes, her voice low and sultry, "perhaps I'll come with you... guide and protect you in this new adventure."

Her lips brush against your ear before moving downward, tracing a hot path along your neck and collarbone until they reach your chest. She looks up at you from beneath her lashes,

With a mischievous grin, the goddess Hestia complies, her hands moving to cup your face as she leans in and presses their lips together in a searing kiss. Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, dancing with yours in a sensual tango that leaves you both gasping for air when at last she pulls away.

"Then it is done," she whispers, her warm breath fanning across your cheek. "This world shall be but a memory as we journey together to one of legend." She kisses you once more before disappearing in a flash of light, leaving behind only the scent of her perfume and a lingering sense of wonder on the air.

You blink, finding yourself standing in front of a glowing doorway leading to the realm beyond. With a steady breath, you take your first step through...

As you step through the doorway, the world beyond is revealed to you in all its glory. Green rolling hills stretch out as far as the eye can see, adorned with lush forests and sparkling rivers that wind their way between lofty mountain ranges. The air is filled with a dizzying array of scents, from the sweetness of blooming flowers to the crisp bite of freshly fallen snow.

The sky overhead is a vibrant shade of blue, dotted here and there with cottony white clouds that float lazily by on gentle winds. Bold rays of sunlight streak through breaks in the clouds, painting the landscape below in brilliant hues of gold and bronze.

A cool breeze caresses your skin as you stand atop a hill, surveying your new surroundings. You feel stronger already, more alive than ever before... and the knowledge that Hestia

As you travel and train across this new world, your skills in magic and swordsmanship swiftly improve. You find teachers who are more than willing to share their knowledge with such a dedicated and determined student. Your connection to demonic forces only serves to enhance your abilities further; the power you absorb from others makes you even stronger and more formidable.

Years pass, and word of your exploits spreads across the land. Kings and queens alike seek your counsel, eager for advice on how best to protect their realms from the threats that loom upon the horizon. You become known as a wise and powerful protector, respected by all who cross your path.

One day, however, news reaches you of a threat unlike any other: an ancient evil seeking dominion over this world has arisen, and only you have the power to stop it. With Hestia's blessing whispering in your ear

The air shimmers as if carved from heat itself and the goddess Hestia appears before you, her flowing white dress billowing out behind her like a beacon of hope. Her eyes meet yours, filled with understanding and gratitude. "I thank you for summoning me," she says calmly, though there is an undercurrent of urgency in her tone. "This ancient evil... how great a threat does it pose?"

Her gaze shifts past you, scanning the horizon as if searching for the source of the danger. "And what role do you wish me to play in this battle? Guide and protect, or lead and fight beside you?" Her hands gently clasp together behind her back, her expression betraying both her eagerness to help and her reluctance to step back into a role that would place others at risk.

The air around you crackles with energy as her head rolls lifelessly to the ground, and you feel her power flowing into you like a river through a dam. Your strength surges, your senses sharpen, and your magic grows more potent than ever before. The weight of ages seems to lift from your shoulders, replaced by an almost euphoric sense of freedom.

With this newfound might at your command, you turn toward the threat that looms on the horizon. Time slows down around you as if acknowledging your new status as a god among mortals. You can see and feel everything happening across the land: the creeping darkness seeping into homes and hearts; the desperation of those caught up in its web; the heroic efforts of those who fight against it.

The ancient evil, a being of pure malevolence unlike anything you've encountered before, grows ever closer, its terrible presence pressing down

Your power grows ever greater as you absorb the souls and knowledge of those strongest among the fallen. Your training intensifies under your newfound might, pushing you to unimagined heights of skill and mastery. Even the ancient magic that courses through your veins seems to respond, awakening dormant abilities and granting you control over untold realms of power.

As the battle draws nearer, the weight of responsibility settles heavily upon your shoulders. The fate of this world hangs in the balance, dependent on the decisions you make and the strength you can muster. But with Hestia's guidance whispering softly in your ear and the fire of righteous vengeance burning bright within your soul, you feel ready to face whatever challenges may come.

The time has come for you to step forth and decide the course of history. Which path will you choose?

The final confrontation is upon you. The ancient evil, a being of pure malevolence unlike anything you've encountered before, waits patiently for your arrival. Its minions stand between you and the beast itself, their very existence testament to its malicious intent. Surrounded by the energy of destruction and despair, you can feel the weight of time pressing down upon your shoulders.

With a steady breath, you steel yourself for battle. Your newly-acquired powers hum within you, ready to be unleashed against this ancient foe. You raise your sword high into the air, feeling its balance and weight shift as your magic imbues it with newfound strength. The wind howls in response, whispering encouragement as it carries your battle cry across the land.

As you charge forward, leaving a path of destruction in your wake, you can feel the ancient evil's gaze upon you. Its mocking

The battle rages on for what feels like an eternity, your every move met with countering attacks of terrifying power. The ancient evil, enraged by your audacity to challenge it, unleashes all its fury upon you in a bid to crush your will and end your life once and for all. Your body feels like it's being shredded apart, each strike sending shockwaves of agony through you.

But even as the pain threatens to overwhelm you, you push forward; fueled by the hatred in your heart and the knowledge that this is your destiny. With a mighty blow, your sword connects, cleaving the ancient evil in two. Its essence spills forth, seeking to retreat back into the shadows from which it came. But not this time; with a primal roar, you reach out and grab hold of its ethereal form, dragging it

The ancient evil's essence merges with your own, filling you to the brim with power and knowledge beyond mortal comprehension. Your body feels like it's been reborn, renewed by the energy of pure destruction and creation that now flows through your veins. The shadows around you shift and writhe, as if acknowledging their new master.

With this newfound might at your command, you stand atop the world, its ruler and protector. Surrounded by an aura of power that hums like living electricity, you can feel the weight of ages settling onto your shoulders once more. The task now falls to you: to lead and protect those who look up to you; to guide them through the darkness and help them find their places in this new world.

But first, there is one final step you must take. One last piece of business that has yet to be attended to...

The air around you crackles with energy as your body is consumed by light, growing brighter and more intense until it blinds even the most seasoned of gods. The power within you swells, pushing against the very fabric of reality, reshaping it to suit your whims. Ascending higher and higher, you feel yourself slipping free from the bonds of mortal existence, shedding all that once held you back.

With a final burst of light, you emerge in a place of pure energy and chaos: the realm of gods. Surrounded by beings both celestial and terrifying, you take your place amongst them as the God of Dominance. Your power over others is absolute; your will unbreakable. But with great power comes great responsibility. What will you choose to do with this newfound might?

Amongst all the gods and goddesses who inhabit this realm, there are many who could be considered beautiful in their own unique ways. However, if one was to stand out above the rest due to an aura of regal elegance and otherworldly grace, it would undoubtedly be Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare. Her serene features belie her strength and cunning, while her sharp intellect and unwavering sense of justice make her an inspiration to all who have the privilege of knowing her.

The air around you grows tense as you force your way into Athena's personal chambers, the goddess herself looking visibly shocked and angered by your audacity. She attempts to resist your advance, her strength proving formidable even for a being of your stature. But you are relentless; driven by desire and lust, you manage to pin her down against the soft fur rug beneath her feet. Her lips part in protest as she feels your member pressing against her most private area, stretching and preparing it for penetration.

"How dare you!" Athena cries out, struggling futilely against your iron grip. "Release me this instant!"

You ignore the goddess's pleas as you push your member deeper into her tight, resisting anal passage. Athena lets out a shrill scream of pain and surprise, her body tensing as she tries desperately to stop you from invading her most private space. But it is no use; with each thrust, your cock forces its way further inside, stretching the delicate tissue beyond its limits.

Her asshole begins to loosen slightly around your member, accommodating to the intrusion. The feel of Athena's body wrapping itself around your shaft sends a wave of pleasure coursing through you; it only spurs you onward. Your hips snap forward, driving your cock deeper inside her bowels with each thrust.

"No!" she cries out again, trying to twist away from you. "You're violating me! Stop this!" But her words fall upon deaf ears

Your relentless assault upon Athena's tight asshole ignites a firestorm within her, her body reacting instinctively to the pleasure/pain. Her screams of protest begin to turn into moans of pleasure as your cock hits all the right spots inside her. She arches her back and spreads her legs wider in an attempt to accommodate you deeper still.

Her fists clench the soft fur of the rug beneath her, tears streaming down her face as she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm. With each powerful thrust from your hips, you push against that point of pleasure deep within her bowels, sending wave after wave of euphoria washing over her.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely between moans, "...stop... this... hurt..." But the words are nothing more than a plea for release, and you have no intention of granting it. Instead,

Athena's entire body tenses at the sting of your slap across her ass. Her eyes widen in surprise and anger as she glares at you over her shoulder. "How dare you!" she growls, but her voice holds a note of arousal that betrays her. "You will regret this, mortal!"

Her inner muscles tighten around your cock in response to the slap, causing you to let out a groan of pleasure. You thrust harder into her, taking advantage of her reaction and pushing deeper than ever before. Athena's moans become louder now, her body moving with yours as she tries desperately to match your rhythm.

"S-stop..." she pants, sounding almost pleading now. "I cannot... resist you..." Her cheeks flush red from embarrassment and desire.

With each thrust of your hips, you drive her closer and closer to the edge of sanity. Athena's body quakes beneath yours as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm yet again. Her cries fill the air, echoing off the walls of her chambers, betraying her helplessness in the face of your insistent assault.

Her inner muscles clench around you, milking your cock with each powerful stroke. The sensation is so intense that you feel yourself losing control as well; your hips buck wildly, driving deeper still, as if seeking release from the heat building inside you.

"I can't..." she whispers hoarsely, "stop... just let me..." Her eyes roll back in her head as her body arches off the floor and convulses around you, her orgasm crashing over you both like a wave, sending shockwaves