I was actually quite happy living my life before the goddess
came down. Fairly oblivious to the
goings on in the world. Then, we found
out that not only was the deity we had thought male for so long actually
female, but she also decided to make good on a promise she’d made some two millennia
ago and put an end to our civilisation.
She decided that first, however, she wanted to play a little game with
us. Nobody else saw it as a game really,
but, she touched a single woman in the crowd that had gathered to watch her
speak, and with that, the goddess’ game began.
With her touch, the goddess gifted this single woman with a
few supernatural abilities. She could
sense where every human was in the world, her intelligence went from average to
superhuman, she could no longer feel any pain, she could no longer be hurt in
any capacity, but most importantly, she could make anyone into the kind of
being she now was. The term angel became
used to describe these women. See, once
turned, any angel becomes obsessed with turning the rest of humanity into angels. To turn a woman, all it takes is a single
touch anywhere on the skin and they can keep their old forms for up to a
day. Most of them do have new forms
which look different from their old forms, as the forms of angels are beautiful,
young, slim and busty in their true form, and once they take that true form,
they cannot go back, but for a day, they can still pretend to be human, if they
were female to begin with. If they want
to turn a man then they have to touch him more intimately. This can be through a kiss or even through
sex. Once a man has been intimate with
an angel, he has a few minutes to continue to be intimate with her, once he
goes without getting kissed or without sex for a few short minutes, he too
transforms into one of these beautiful women.
Naturally, in a matter of hours, the world was thrown on its
head. Most people did what they could to
lock themselves away from the angels, but, they managed to convert quite a
handful by striking straight away. What’s
more, were the religious zealots who lined up in droves and begged to be
changed as they saw it as the will of the goddess, and no matter what the
goddess wills, in their minds must be holy, and going against it was sacrilege. These people were joined by those who would
rather live as angels than face death or the limits of their own bodies. Some physically disabled people and those
dying in painful ways also held out their hands and begged to become beautiful,
young and eternally healthy women.
Over the course of several months, however, things sort of
calmed down. Cities were built that did
what they could to keep the angels out, with massive walls and as little of a
way in as possible. That’s where my wife
and I moved to. It wasn’t pretty or
super nice living in a dying world, but it meant that we were still human and
could try to pretend that the goddess didn’t come down and turn 99% of the
world’s population into beautiful sex fiends.
One day, as we were shopping, my wife and I had split up for
a moment. I went to go get towels while
she went to go get candles and then we would meet up a few minutes later. When we met back up, she seemed…off. I couldn’t place my finger on it at first,
but while she was happy to grab my arm and act very affectionate towards me,
for some reason, she refused to kiss me, this wasn’t like her but honestly, I
dismissed it.
When we got to the car, she told me that she was horny and
that she really wanted to fuck me.
Excited as any hot blooded straight male would be, I drove us back home
to our rather humble new house. Our
lives were simpler in the new world but that didn’t mean that they had to be
bad. I still got a lot of enjoyment out of fucking my wife.
We stripped down and started to make out, my wife so eager
that she didn’t even kiss me before she insisted we both take off all of our
clothes. I did as she asked of me and
watched her remove her clothes as in front of me as I did so, giving me a
gleeful smile, as if we hadn’t had sex a hundred times before. She seemed so excited for it.
Once all of our clothes were off, we started to make out,
and its then that everything fell into place.
I felt the tingling go from my mouth and into my body. A sign I had heard described before. It was a sensation unlike any other, and it
was too late, I had been kissed by an angel.
I don’t know how they got into our city, but it didn’t matter. They were here and they’d gotten to my wife,
I assume while we were split up. A single
touch of her skin would have been all it took and I didn’t register the
signs. I jumped off and got off the
creature that had taken over my wife, she climbed up off the floor and gave me
a concerned look.
“That’s right, you know what happened, don’t you? Don’t worry, I’ll still let you fuck me
before you turn if you want.” She gave
me a smile, as if she was actually happy at the thought of fucking me and not
the thought of making me into one of them.
I ran into the bathroom as fast as I could. I didn’t want this. I was desperate for this not to happen to
me. But, none of that mattered. I was locked in my bathroom and there was
nothing I could actually do to stop what was soon going to happen to me. I heard the angel walking down the
hallway. Her footsteps calm and
graceful. She tried the door but found
it locked, then she spoke to me in a soft, caring tone.
“It’s not going to stop it.
You will join us soon. You can
still fuck me as a man one last time before you change, I really don’t mind,
but if you stay in there, you’re going to change faster. The choice is your-”
“The choice is not mine, you slut! You did this to me against my will! I don’t want this, I never wanted this! Please…please undo it!” I shouted back, on
the verge of tears. She paused for a few
seconds before responding slowly.
“I…can’t. Even if I
could…you don’t understand. How can
you? Not only are you still human, but
you’re also a man. Once you’re pure you’ll
understand that this is for the best and you’ll thank me for what I’ve done. I could have turned dozens of women back at
the store, but I still love you.
Becoming an angel doesn’t change who you really are on the inside, and I
wanted so desperately for you to be my first that I held off an overpowering
desire to just reach and touch probably fifty women.” She gave a loud sigh “I
can’t force you to do anything you don’t want to, but I would like to see you
change if that’s okay.”
“It’s not okay. None
of this is okay. This is beyond fucked
up. You’re a monster and you’ve doomed
me to become a monster too. Just look at
yourself, use the memories of my wife who you killed to remember how she saw
you beasts and maybe you’ll begin to understand how fucked up what you’ve done
is and how messed up you’ve become.”
…Silence…
Now I was left feeling alone, but thankfully I could pretend
that the monster that did this to me wasn’t standing with her ear pressed
against the door right in front of me. I
tried my best to resist what I knew was coming, but it didn’t make a difference. I was just a human, this was the power of the
goddess that made the universe. I had a
better chance of willing a tsunami that was coming right for me to just fade
back into the ocean.
The tingling from earlier had come back. My time was nearing its end. I wasn’t going to give that slut the satisfaction
of having sex with her while I pretended she was still my wife, but that was my
only shot at prolonging being a guy. I
took out some scales. My wife and I used
to just put silly things on the scales and laugh, or we’d put something in our pockets
to weigh us down and laugh and joke about how we’d gained weight. Silly games…a time I miss dearly now.
The tingling grew stronger.
I felt my chest swell. I felt my
cock shrivel up. I felt my balls
disappear inside of my body. I felt my
sack split apart and become labia. I
felt my skin grow soft. I closed my eyes
and tried to pretend that this wasn’t happening. I tried to fight it, but there was nothing I
could do. I couldn’t bear to watch my
body change into this. I never wanted to
be a woman. Up until a few months ago I
never really considered the possibility of becoming one. I came to this city just to avoid becoming
one. And now here I was, about to become
not just a woman but one of these so called angels.
The tingling subsided.
I could feel my body. It felt so
different now. Alien. And yet, it felt amazing. I didn’t want to admit it, not even to
myself, but I had never felt this good as a man or a human. But I was neither of those things now, I was
an angel, and I would be one now forever.
I hated my new form, I hated these beings I hated-…
My train of thought suddenly got cut off. Not by anything in particular, but more just
a switch in my head. My way of thought
just changed. These angels aren’t
monsters. They’re just that,
angels. Enforcers of the goddess’
will. The benevolent goddess who we
should all love with all of our hearts above all else. I have become a much better being by what my
wife had done to me. I am no longer
shackled to being male or human, or even mortality, I have become so much more. I am a being of love and purity now and I should
have let myself get changed months ago.
There is no greater honour than to become an angel, and now that honour
has fallen upon me. I see that now…I was
so blind…such a fool. I opened my eyes
and looked down at my wonderful new body.
It was beautiful. I was
beautiful, and forever more, I would be as such.
I smiled, a grin so wide I didn’t even know it could fit on
my flawless new face. I was so happy
with my body, I felt my new breasts and hugged them, I turned around and opened
the door, gazing upon my wife who had now taken her true form. She hadn’t changed much, aside from the
volume of her breasts tripling. She gave
me a seductive smile.
“Ready to experience womanhood, my love?” she asked
I lunged myself at her, embraced her and put my tongue in
her mouth. We made out for several
minutes before breaking away
“I can’t wait.” I replied finally.
With those words, my wife grinned and showed me the pleasure
that only women can feel, before moving on to the pleasure that only angels can
feel…the kind of pleasure that would kill a human from its sheer intensity, and
we’d show one another that same pleasure every night thereafter between converting
as many humans as we could, of course.
Soon the world was ours and the goddess returned, taking us all into her
paradise where we didn’t have to keep hunting humans, and could instead focus
on our womanly desires and pleasures.
The closest thing we’d ever feel again to pain, misery or suffering
would be having to leave an orgy to go to another one, and that was only some
of us. For me, the eternal sex with my
wife was all I needed. The need for
breaks are for humans, and neither of us were human anymore. Leaving our humanity behind was the best
thing that we ever did and we couldn’t be happier.
