Corruption Of Space Time Goddess 01

|| -- Chapter 1 -- ||

Veranda, the Goddess of Time and Space, was bored.

She sat on a large marble throne, surrounded by endless stars and forgotten galaxies. Her throne rested upon an enormous mountain known as the Celestial Summit. Countless twinkling stars and nebulae lit up the navy blue sky around it, creating an unparalleled vista that could make a titan breathless. However, such sights no longer held her interest.

"This sucks... I'm so bored," Veranda said to herself, and she leaned on her hand, sighing. "Isn't there something fun to do?"

She turned her gaze toward her surroundings, eyeing the caldera around her throne, but there was nothing but loose boulders and craggy rocks. Despite the prestigious location of her domain, it had few visitors and even fewer sources of entertainment.

"Perhaps I should destroy this universe and rebuild it from scratch..." she mused aloud.

If she turned back time far enough, she could erase all of existence and restart the multiverse from the very beginning. It would kill all the mortal inhabitants, but a fresh start sounded like fun. She could go for a different aesthetic with the Celestial Summit, too. Instead of the eternal night sky, she could go for something more vibrant and less drab.

"Who am I kidding..." Veranda said to herself. "I've already done that a few thousand times, and it always ends up the same way. This boredom never ends!"

She felt like she would go crazy from how tiresome her existence had become, but just before she reverted the multiverse back to a seed, a voice called out to her.

"I hope I'm not intruding..." A portal opened in front of her throne, and a small imp hopped out. The imp looked around the Celestial Summit and whistled appreciatively. "What an interesting place this is."

"Hm? Oh, an imp..." Veranda scowled at the sight.

Imps were pesky creatures. From a blessing of the trickster god, Eris, imps had an annoying magic unique to their race. They could slip between spaces, worlds, and (occasionally) into the Celestial Summit. Every few centuries, she had to chase off some of the more adventurous imps that came crawling in.

"Allow me to introduce myself," the imp lowered her head and gave a flamboyant bow in front of Veranda. "My name is Trixie. I'm a new imp that wishes to pay her respects to the all-powerful Goddess of Time."

"I don't care what your name is; just get going. A lowly demon is of no interest to me." Veranda gave her a shooing motion, waving her away. "And I'm the Goddess of Space and Time, not just Time. Don't forget my full title."

"Of course..." The small imp bowed her head even further, but she didn't retreat from the throne room.

Veranda stared at her, tapping a finger on the marble armrest beside her, and her brow began to twitch with annoyance. If this imp understood her place, why didn't she leave? Was this lowly creature mocking her? Surely it understood the restraint she had shown by not deleting it from existence when it first appeared.

"What do you think you're doing here, imp?" Veranda fixed an icy stare down at the creature, and all the air within several miles of the celestial summit lowered by a dozen degrees. "Who gave you permission to enter my domain?"

"Trixie," the imp said without looking up.

"What?" Veranda's scowl deepened, and her knuckles went white as she gripped the armrest of her throne. She had vowed not to interfere with mortal creatures, but that had its limits. If this imp was going to be so disrespectful, she'd return it to a pile of primordial goo.

"My name is Trixie," the imp said. "You don't need to call me 'imp' because my name is Trixie."

"Your name is irrelevant." Veranda shook her head in exasperation. "After you leave here, I'll forget you exist. There's no need for me to learn your name."

"Is that so?" Trixie raised her head from the exaggerated bow and smiled up at Veranda. "How about a wager, then? If I win, you'll have to use my name when speaking to me, and you'll remember it for all eternity."

Imps were a sneaky type of demon, and Veranda knew they weren't to be trusted. They loved setting up carefully worded 'wagers' or 'contracts' to ensure they always came out on top. However, that was only because they were the weakest of all demons. If they had true strength, they wouldn't need such underhanded tactics.

"Let's see what we're working with..." Veranda narrowed her eyes at the small imp, and a holographic screen appeared in front of her eyes.

[ Trixie (Lesser Imp) ]

As a goddess, she could analyze the smaller demon with a glance, but when she saw the results of her analysis, Veranda burst out laughing. What she thought was an imp had only been a 'lesser imp' all along. The little demon wasn't even a full-fledged demon.

"Hahaha," Veranda shook her head, shoulders heaving. "Very well. I'll make a wager with you. If you can entertain me, I'll submit and call you by your name. However, I doubt a low-demon could manage that."

Trixie bowed her head, remaining courteous despite the jabs. "We'll see about that."

|| -- Chapter 2 -- ||

Several minutes later, Veranda stepped out of a portal and into a lush forest. Sunlight streamed down through the canopy and cast puddles of light around her feet. Veranda nodded appreciatively at the beautiful scenery. It was suitable for a royal goddess such as herself.

"So, this is your challenge, then?" Veranda asked, and she glanced to her side.

"That's right." Trixie stepped out of a portal of her own, coming out beside Veranda. "If you escape this forest in one piece, I'll admit defeat."

Now that they were closer, Veranda inspected the lesser imp more closely. Like all demons, Trixie had silky black hair, but it was in an ugly bowl cut. Her long, horizontal bangs hung low in front of her eyes, making it difficult to discern where she was looking or the full breadth of her expression.

Veranda couldn't read the imp's emotions, especially with those dark bangs covering her eyes, but she had nothing to worry about. Imps were the weakest type of demons, and a lesser imp was even weaker.

To illustrate this, Trixie's chest was small and barely qualified as B cups. Demons usually prided themselves on having large breasts, yet Trixie wore only a thin sash around her chest. It barely covered her nipples, and it made her lack of a bosom especially conspicuous.

Veranda couldn't help smirking at the sight, and she scoffed internally. Unlike demons, she held no fascination with bust sizes, but even she had magically enchanted her chest to a respectable D cup. Her large breasts were perfectly sculpted and honed over countless timelines. Compared to the imp's puny chest, she could stand tall and proud with her shoulders back.

As always, Veranda wore no clothes or underwear. She boldly displayed her breasts and body for all to see. Where Trixie wore black panties and the dark sash around her chest, Veranda stood confidently in the nude, smirking down at the smaller demon.

"Your challenge is far too easy," Veranda said, and she flipped her golden hair over her shoulder haughtily. "Escaping a single forest is easy for a goddess. I can just teleport out, after all."

"Oh, but that's against the rules." Trixie shook her head, and her eyes glinted beneath her long bangs. "To make this challenge interesting, you must take on the body and mind of a mortal. Otherwise, it wouldn't be any fun, would it?"

"Hm? You didn't mention these rules before, but very well." Veranda's confident smirk remained unfazed. "Even with those restrictions, this won't be much of a challenge. My divine form and abilities are only one aspect of my limitless powers."

Veranda snapped her fingers, and her body shined with a bright light, transforming her into a human. After the shining light faded, she looked the same, but she was vastly weaker than before. Of course, she was still stronger than any mortal. Even if she took on a human body, that didn't mean she couldn't make herself the strongest human to walk the mortal planes.

"Analyze," she said under her breath, casting a spell to analyze herself.

[ Veranda (Goddess of Time and Space) (Human) ] [ Status Effects: None. ] [ Equipment: None. ] [ Power Level: Infinite. ]

She nodded to herself, confirming that she was still omnipotent. Her body and mind were human, but that didn't mean she couldn't use her divine powers. Even if she wasn't allowed to use them in the wager, she still needed to ascend back to divinity, after all.

"It seems you're ready to start," Trixie said with a smile, seemingly oblivious to the infinite power that still dwelled in Veranda's human form. "I will retreat to observe from a distance. Have fun."

The form of the small imp burst into smoke, and she disappeared into thin air. Veranda frowned at the sight, as she didn't think a lesser imp would have more than one magic spell. For her to conjure an interdimensional portal and use an intradimensional retreat spell, it put her at the upper limits of what could be considered a lesser imp. However, an imp was still an imp, Veranda thought to herself.

"I'll show her the terror of challenging a goddess. Once I finish this wager, I'll make her regret her disrespectful behavior." Veranda smiled to herself and headed off into the forest. She wandered between the trees while imagining all the existential horror she could inflict upon the weak little demon.

The forest looked similar to one you could find on any arboreal world. The dark green canopy cast shadows over the forest floor and gave plenty of shade from the harsh sun. A light breeze whistled between the leafy foliage and gave a blessed relief from the otherwise warm and muggy summer air.

However, if there was one unique trait to the forest, it would be the lack of bugs and critters. Unlike a normal forest, there was no chirp of birds or buzz of insects. It was completely silent except for Veranda's footsteps and the rustle of branches in the wind.

Veranda noticed none of these details, of course. She was so sure of her superiority and her ability to complete the simple wager; she didn't bother giving her surroundings a second look or listening to the rustle of branches.

"I wonder which torture I should perform on that little imp first," Veranda mused aloud. "If anything, her punishment will provide me with a few centuries of entertainment. Of that, I can be glad..."

She laughed to herself, still not paying attention to her surroundings. She had her head so far in the clouds; she didn't notice the bush rustling behind her. As she wandered through the forest, a lone tentacle crawled out from the underbrush and inched closer to her.

Normally, one would never walk through a forest in the nude, and especially not the dreaded Forest of Pleasure, renowned for its lewd creatures. However, she was a goddess, and a vain one at that. She couldn't bear any scrap of cloth covering her body, let alone clothes. So Veranda continued walking through the forest, completely naked and unaware of the tentacle stalking behind her.

As the tentacle slithered closer to her, it secreted a powerful aphrodisiac along its length. A single drop would be enough to drive a human mad with lust, and its entire body glistened with the pink fluid. However, Veranda continued walking on, blissfully unaware of the tentacle as it got even closer.

When it reached the spot directly behind her feet, it prepared to strike, coiling up in the grass. A single touch would deliver the venomous kiss of ecstasy from its potent secretions. However, right before it jumped at her, Veranda's eyes glinted and a smile spread to her lips.

"Is this meant to surprise me?" She asked aloud.

The tentacle jumped at her, wrapping around her thigh and rubbing its slimy body over her leg. The pink secretions dripped down her skin, and a rivulet of it ran down her inner thigh. However, she had no reaction to it.

"Sensation blocking," Veranda said as she stared down at the tentacle, shaking her head. "You're gonna have to do better than that."

[ Status: Sensation Blocking. The user blocks all sensations from their body and can no longer feel any of their senses except sight and hearing. ]

The tentacle continued to rub against her sex and pushed its head between her labia, grinding against her opening directly, but Veranda didn't even blush. She stared down at the creature with a smile of pity and shook her head. Even as the potent aphrodisiacs of its slime coated her skin, it didn't affect her in the slightest.

"Sorry, but I'm not so weak that I'd lose to a tentacle." Veranda grabbed the creature, pulling it off of her and tossing it against a tree. "Try again after a couple trillion years."

Veranda strode off through the forest, not even looking back. Even if she was in a human body, and even if she'd lowered her infinite intellect to only that of a superhuman, she wasn't about to lose to some magical monsters. A lone tentacle was even weaker than a lesser imp, after all.

|| -- Chapter 3 -- ||

"Oh? And what are you supposed to be?" Veranda tilted her head, staring at a peculiar tentacle.

It hung from a tree branch and was made of many thin arms branching out from each other. Two of the tentacle arms had rounded tips with a glass marble affixed to their ends. Veranda stared at the peculiar tentacle and analyzed the creature.

[ Unnamed Tentacle #21 ]

"Hm, that's strange. My analysis isn't telling me much..." Veranda continued staring at the creature, only a few inches away from it.

As she stared, the two arms with glass marbles on their tips rose to her chest. The crystal-like spheres glowed a bright pink, and they poured the light down onto her breasts. Veranda glanced down, staring at the tentacle arms and wondering what their strange pink light would do.

[ Status: Breast Enlargement. The target's breasts are enlarged magically. ]

[ Status: Nipple Sensitivity. The target's nipples double in sensitivity. ]

[ Status: Erogenous Zone Expansion (Breasts). The erogenous zone of the target's breasts becomes more intense and is easier to activate. ]

"Oh, I see." Veranda smiled as the status effects activated on her body.

Her breasts grew a cup size, and her nipples visibly stiffened. If she didn't have her sensation-blocking magic, she might be in trouble, but for a goddess like her, it was nothing to worry about. Once she got out of the forest, she could always reverse the effects without ever having to experience the vulgar status effects the tentacle had placed on her body.

"So these marbles on the end of the tentacles are magical foci," she said to herself and nodded. "How curious for a lowly tentacle to use magic. This forest is a little more interesting, at least, and I can't say I'm displeased with the results, either."

She cupped her bulging breasts, squeezing them in her hands. Her usual D cups satisfied her, but the feel of the E cups was even better. Veranda squeezed them with a smirk and looked back up at the tentacle.

"Why don't you keep going?" She asked the tentacle, and she stepped closer to the tentacle, giving it better access to her newly enlarged breasts. "I bet if you get me up to a G cup, that pesky imp will fall into an even deeper despair."

If she finished the wager with breasts even larger than when she started, it would put that impertinent imp in her place. For a demon, a difference in breast size was everything. Entire nations were destroyed by demons fighting over who had the largest chests.

The tentacle in front of her hesitated, as if put off by her sudden forwardness, but it reached forward again, shining the pink light on her breasts and nipples once more. With her prompting, the tentacles reactivated their magic and reapplied the effects over and over. Veranda waited patiently, smiling at the sight while the nameless tentacle applied its magic.

[ Breast Enlargement reached level 4. ]

[ Nipple Sensitivity reached level 8. ]

[ Erogenous Zone Expansion level 12. ]

[ Status: Breast Slave. The pleasure from the target's breasts is increased tenfold. Stimulation of the nipples dramatically increases submissiveness. ]

"Much better," Veranda said to herself. The side effects had built up faster than the breast enlargement, but she didn't have to worry about such things. "My sensation-blocking magic blocks all stimulation, so those won't affect me. Besides, a few side effects will be worth seeing the look of despair on that pathetic imp's face."

She grasped her large, heaving breasts in her hands, giggling to herself and groping them. They were far bigger than any reasonable goddess would make them, but the H cups looked great on her. They would surely make the lowly imp jealous.

"Thanks for your hard work, nameless tentacle." Veranda released her breasts and smiled at the tentacle. "How about I reward you for your efforts?"

Raising one hand, she blew a kiss at the tentacle. However, since she still had limitless power, the air kiss sent the tentacle flying. It was yanked off the branches of the tree and flew far into the distance, landing in some underbrush. She watched it go with a smile and then turned on her heel.

"Let's see what else this forest has in store, shall we? If I can find more of these unique monster specimens, it might entertain me after all."

Veranda headed off through the forest, wandering through the trees. She hummed to herself, and, despite her initial sour mood, she felt her spirits lifting.

Even in all her millennia as a goddess, she had never heard of such a lowly monster using magic. Lesser imps, who were the lowest of the low, could barely use magic. That meant these tentacles were even stronger than that small imp that brought her here.

It made sense for Trixie to take her to a place with stronger monsters than herself. However, whether it be by chance or her own luck, she had taken Veranda to a forest with monsters she had never encountered before. Her spirits continued to rise as she thought about what other unique monsters it had in store for her, and she eventually came to a wide-open grass field.

On the field, a lone tentacle monster prowled across it.

Veranda stopped at the edge of the meadow, narrowing her eyes at the sight of the tentacle. For a few moments, she considered continuing her search elsewhere, as it looked fairly ordinary, but she noticed something off about the tentacle. Just like the one hanging from the tree, it had two small arms extending out of it with marble-like foci on their ends.

"I wonder if it has the same magic as the previous one?" Veranda stepped into the meadow, approaching the tentacle creature. "Hey there, you little cutie. Would you mind showing me your magic?"

The tentacle creature was a mess of many thin, small tentacles. The appendages were so dense it was impossible to tell from where they came, if they were even one cohesive monster, or just many smaller tentacles in a pile. Each one reached out, flailing in the air and dragging its body across the grass, aiming towards the tree line in the distance.

When she stepped up to it, however, the creature turned towards her, and the two tentacles with marble foci faced her at the same time. They looked almost like eyes, peering at her, and the two tentacle arms rose and fell, as if scanning her nude form.

"What's wrong? Do you need me to get a little closer?" Veranda stepped up to it, crouching down to look at the tentacle closer. In the worst case, it would just make her breasts even larger, or so she thought.

As she crouched in front of the tentacle monster, the glass foci glowed a bright pink, and twin lasers shot out of them. Before she could react, the pink lasers shot forward and hit her crotch, sealing her fate.

[ Status: Instant Orgasm. The target reaches climax immediately. ]