“Tisiphone”
By: SapphireBlueHearts
Part Three:
“Ma’am?”
“Hmm?” responded the young woman, snapping out of her thoughts as the airline clerk was speaking to her. As she whipped around to address who was speaking to her, her chestnut brown hair, styled into a cute bob cut, flitted around her face. Her name was Valeria Monroe, and she had come to this airport because of an unexpected and sudden invitation that had found its way to her.
“Ma’am, if you’re ready, you may begin boarding,” repeated the handsome airline clerk.
“Oh, okay, sure,” she replied, looking around for a moment. “I thought you were going to call by rows or something. Isn’t that how you normally do it?”
“We will, shortly,” pleasantly replied the clerk, “But we’re allowing you to board now if you wish, Miss Monroe.”
Valeria looked around at all the other passengers who were waiting to board the plane. They all smiled back at her when she made eye contact. Not one seemed at all confused or upset by the preferential treatment she was receiving. Shrugging off the weirdness, she handed her boarding pass to the attendant.
“Ah, Miss Valeria Monroe, thank you for flying with us on Reiger Airlines! We hope your flight will be a pleasant one,” the attendant cheerily smiled as she accepted the young woman’s ticket and guided her down the loading corridor to the airplane. There was another attendant to greet her as she presented her boarding pass.
“Right this way, Miss Monroe. For your convenience, you will be boarding first, and we’ve upgraded your ticket to first class at no additional charge. If there’s anything else you require or desire, please let any of the attendants in the plane know, and they’ll see to it immediately.”
Once she boarded the plane, Valeria was escorted to her seat by a beautiful young flight attendant, and taken right to a large, soft seat in the first class section of the plane. It was eerie being the only one boarded onto the plane before anyone else, and she still wasn’t sure why. Valeria had received these tickets in the mail the day before, and was surprised to find a very well written note from an online friend, inviting her to visit him. All of this was sudden and unexpected, so much so that she actually was considering declining the generous invitation.
Valeria still lived at home with her parents while she was attending the local college. She studied journalism, and hoped to someday be a travel journalist. Part of what changed her mind about accepting Kyle’s invitation was her desire to travel. She reasoned that, at the very least, the trip would be a great opportunity for her to go someplace new and to write about the experience for her journalism portfolio. She was very surprised that her parents were in support of her going as well. Sure she was an adult, and capable of making her own decisions, but her parents had traditionally been very protective of their daughter. It was shocking, then, that they would be encouraging her to travel alone to meet and presumably stay with a boy they barely knew anything about. They even helped her pack.
A short while later, the rest of the passengers began to board the plane. There were a few others in first class along with her. All of them were very polite, and went out of their way to personally greet her as they boarded. The ones sitting closest to her were a British gentleman, and a Japanese business man. Not long after the flight began, the stewardess who had shown her to her seat was quick to bring her a complimentary bottle of champagne to enjoy. Valeria had never had champagne before, but she accepted what was offered her. It wasn’t long after she tried a few sips of it that the plane hit a patch of turbulence. At once, the champagne flute tipped over and clattered to the floor of the center aisle, spilling its contents all over the floor.
Suddenly both the Japanese business man and British gentleman stood up. “Please, allow us,” they spoke in unison, immediately producing a handkerchief and a napkin from their coats, and began to clean up the spill. As soon as they were done, they bowed in respect to Valeria and returned to their seats. The stewardess immediately brought a replacement glass for Val. It all happened so quickly and unexpectedly, that Valeria was left staring at the two other passengers with a look of disbelief. Why on earth had two men, who had no business stooping to bother with helping her, suddenly cleaned up her mess?
The rest of the flight was more or less uneventful, but she did notice that everyone she encountered continued to treat her with politeness and respect. The other passengers all patiently waited for her to be the first to disembark the plane, and everyone was altogether unnaturally accepting of the preferential treatment she continued to receive at every turn.
Even after she collected her luggage and stepped out of the airport, there was a limousine waiting for her along with a chauffeur holding a sign with her name on it. As soon as he saw her, he smiled, took her luggage and opened the door of the car for her. “I do hope you’ll enjoy your stay, Miss Monroe,” he spoke cheerily as he closed the door for her, and went around to the driver’s seat and began to drive. Valeria’s head was swimming at this point. The whole experience felt more and more like a dream with each passing moment. Even the street lights seemed to change for the limo as it approached, and traffic on the street almost seemed to part ways for their vehicle, as though she were an important VIP or diplomat.
“Just popping in, please don’t be startled!” announced a sudden newcomer to the interior of the spacious limo. Valeria froze, panicked by the apparent hallucination she just witnessed. There was a tall beautiful woman with white feathery wings folded behind her impossibly curvaceous body now sitting directly across from her.
“Wha—” gasped Val, struggling to understand if this was more of the bizarre sorcery that had surrounded her flight to Kyle’s hometown, or if this was a stress induced figment of her imagination. Where had this woman come from, suddenly? She hadn’t been in the limousine with her before now.
The goddess giggled, grinning with a charming perfect smile. “Oh, sorry, I just realized that I haven’t properly introduced myself to you yet. You watch someone long enough, you begin to forget that they don’t even realize that you’re there. A-doy!” The woman playfully slapped her forehead, sending her long flowing locks of platinum blonde hair bouncing around like she was a spokesmodel for a shampoo commercial. “I’m the goddess of your world. At least I am, now. You can call me Tisiphone, or ‘Great Goddess Tisiphone’, or ‘My Divine Highness’, really I’m okay with any respectful title.”
Val raised an eyebrow. “You’re a god?” If there was an intervention by a goddess, it would certainly explain the weird happenings on the airplane. “How have I never heard of you before?”
“I’m new, and I prefer ‘goddess’. I’m still getting the hang of things, but since my full powers have unlocked, I’ve been having a lot of fun fixing problems here and there,” explained Tisiphone, examining her perfectly manicured and polished fingernails. They were painted with the same shade of blue as her revealing outfit. “Your world really was a complicated mess.”
“Do you do this a lot? I mean, talking to people like me?” asked Val, a little put off by how vain and distracted the goddess seemed, especially since she was the one who initiated this conversation in the first place.
“Oh, not really. Well, maybe I’ve been doing it a little more recently. Actually yes, I guess I like the attention. There was this surprised football team earlier this morning, and.... Well, I won’t bore you with the details.” She chuckled to herself, apparently thinking about an amusing memory. “So look, I wanted to pop in and check on you, since you’re one of my two most special people. I owe Kyle a big favor, and you’re the one person in the world he most wanted to see and be with, so I’ve pulled all these strings to bring you two together. You’re flight went well, I hope?”
“You were the one who made all those people act so weird on the plane and at the airport? They were bending over backwards to please me.”
“Oh, I know! Such sweeties. Very good listeners,” smiled Tisiphone. “So before you get to Kyle’s apartment, I wanted to help get you ready. As one of my special chosen ones, I’m granting you some special gifts. But first, let’s help get you ready for Kyle.”
Tisiphone reached out quickly, and tapped Valeria on the forehead. It was a light tap, but the instant she touched Valeria’s skin, there was a strange reaction. Valeria felt a twisting warmth deep in the core of her nether regions. It was an odd sensation, but a very pleasurable one. At the same time, there was a ripple across every inch of the mousy girl’s body, as every blemish, pimple, rash, and scar was immediately dissolved and replaced with perfect, silky smooth skin.
Panting, Valeria looked up at Tisiphone, seeing the crystal blue eyes staring right into hers and getting lost in the goddess’s inviting smile. “What did you just do?”
“Oh, I’ve given Kyle some presents already, and I just wanted to be sure you could be accommodating of them. Now we’ll just have to see if the shy little stud can make his move.”
“You can’t just go around changing people without permission!” shouted Valeria, though even as she said it, she noticed just how smooth her skin was, and how healthy, and amazing she suddenly felt. Tisiphone held up a small mirror so that Valeria could see herself. As Val peered into the mirror, she saw a perfectly groomed woman staring back; as though she had just had a complete intensive makeover. Her makeup was exquisitely applied, her hair was as silkier and more robust than she had ever managed to get it to look, and any and all traces of the minor acne she struggled with were completely gone.
“Well, of course YOU can’t, silly mortal. I’m just tweaking things here and there, making the world a more beautiful place. You’re not a goddess, so you can’t possibly understand the stress load and intricacies of the job I’m doing. I’m very busy fixing things, but you don’t have to worry about that. Your role is to go and have fun meeting with Kyle. You do your ‘Valeria Monroe’ stuff, and I’ll do my ‘Beautiful Perfect Great Goddess Tisiphone’ stuff, m’kay? Enjoy the gifts. Hopefully you’ll get to enjoy some of the other ones soon.” Tisiphone blew a kiss and spread her wings as much as she could within the confines of the limousine. “Toodles!” she announced, and disappeared in a sudden shimmering flash, leaving behind the smell of vanilla and cinnamon in her wake.
Valeria sat back, relaxing now for the first time since Tisiphone had materialized in the limo with her. Was what she had just experienced a hallucination? How else could she explain what she had just seen and experienced? As she thought about this, she reached a hand up and touched her cheek. Her skin was so smooth now; sensitive, and flawless. Furthermore, she just felt good; Hale, hearty, and healthy. Even after the stress of air travel and the lack of sleep she had managed to get the night before seemed to have washed away and left her with a body full of energy and vigor. If Tisiphone had been a hallucination, then Val most certainly did not have an explanation for the sudden changes to her body or the strange behavior of everyone she had encountered earlier in the day.
The limousine took her straight to the outside of an apartment building. At once the driver hustled to open her door, and a team of several chauffeurs had been standing by, ready to assist her with her luggage as soon as she arrived. They led her up an elevator and right to the door of an apartment. Nervously, she knocked on the door a few times, and heard a strange popping sound. A moment later the door lock clicked, and the door swung open, only there was no one to greet her. It was as if the door had opened on its own. The men carrying her luggage all quickly entered, set down her luggage, and left. Val stepped inside and looked around, examining the small, but clean apartment. “Hello? Kyle? Is anyone home? Your, uhh, door let me in....”
“Valeria?” softly spoke a voice behind her. She turned around to see Kyle at the open door, holding several bags of groceries. As soon as she saw him, she instantly began to feel better. Kyle set his bags down on the floor of the room and came forward to welcome her with a hug. The two clung to one another awkwardly. This was their first time seeing one another in person, and neither quite knew what to expect.
“Wow, you look really good Kyle,” sheepishly remarked Val, breaking free from the hug and folding her arms in front of herself shyly.
“You look amazing, Valeria. I’m.... Well, I’m really happy to see you. I had suspected it might be you coming to visit me, but now that I’m seeing you here, I’m feeling really happy. I hope your trip here was good.”
“You didn’t know I was coming?” asked Val, her eyebrow raised. “It was such a weird trip, Kyle. Everyone was acting like they’d been paid off to make me happy. I just assumed it was all something you had arranged.”
Kyle rubbed the back of his head and chuckled with a nervous breathy laughter. “I don’t know if you would believe me if I told you what’s really been going on. I don’t want your first impression of me to be a crazy one.”
Valeria smirked. “Do you want me to guess? Let’s see, this whole trip was arranged by a beautiful woman who calls herself a goddess?”
Kyle’s eyes opened with surprise. He hadn’t expected Valeria to believe him, let alone already know what was going on. “How did...?”
“She told me,” explained Valeria. “It was the weirdest thing. One moment I’m riding alone in a limousine to your apartment, and the next moment, she was right there in the car with me. I thought I was dreaming. I still think I might be, actually.”
“You’re not. She’s real, and for some reason she feels obliged to try and make me happy. I think that’s why she sent for you to come spend some time with me,” sighed Kyle, closing the door and motioning towards the couch. Valeria took a seat and Kyle sat down next to her. “I don’t even really know what I did. She calls herself Tisiphone, and she said that I was instrumental in somehow making her the goddess of this world. Ever since then, she’s made things really weird around here.” As Kyle explained, he looked over at Valeria, taking in her sweet face, her smile, and her radiant beauty.
Val meekly smiled back, gazing into Kyle’s eyes and finally relaxing long enough to enjoy the truth of this moment. She was here, for the first time in person, with Kyle, the closest thing to a man in her life. Even though their relationship had primarily been a long distance one across the internet, now that she was here with Kyle, she couldn’t help but feel a warm feeling of eager happiness slowly swelling up inside. There was a long moment where neither she nor Kyle said anything. Instead they just sat side by side on the couch, smiling at one another; drinking in this long awaited moment.
There was a series of popping sound, and suddenly the lights began to dim slightly, and the stereo began to play some slow sensual jazz music. Kyle couldn’t help but nervously laugh. He hadn’t even had a dimmer switch on any of the lights in his home. This had to be Tizzy’s doing.
“Kyle, what.... is all this?” asked Val, looking around. There was another popping sound, closer this time, and she glanced down to the coffee table to see a miniature version of the ‘goddess’ she had seen earlier in the limo, using all her size to carry and set down a wine glass filled with a deep red wine.
“Salutations, honored Miss Monroe!” announced Tizzy in her cute tiny voice, giving Valeria a curtsey. “As Kyle’s guest, anything you need or desire during your stay here will be taken care of by me.”
Valeria leaned in and squinted her eyes at the sprite. “Are you... Tisiphone? You shrunk.”
“No, silly. I’m Tizzy, Kyle’s personal house servant, though I do also work for the Great Goddess Tisiphone. She created me, after all.”
Valeria looked at Kyle, hoping to get some indication of what to think about the pocket sized mini-goddess, but all Kyle could do is laugh again and shrug. By the time Valeria looked back, Tizzy had already popped away. “Okay, so now I’m really weirded out.”
Kyle laughed nervously. “Believe me, so am I. Tizzy is one of the gifts that Tisiphone left for me. She’s actually one of the more useful ones, but I’m still not used to having her around. I’m not even sure where she goes. She can, like, teleport or something.”
“What does she do?”
“She fixes stuff around the apartment. She cooks, cleans, and other things, like reminding me of appointments,” explained Kyle, though he thought it best to not mention Tizzy’s wake-up pole-dance performance from that morning.
So, what other kinds of gifts has this ‘goddess’ given you, exactly?” asked Valeria.
Kyle hesitated nervously. “The most awkward thing she ‘gifted’ me is, well, it’s kinda embarrassing.”
Valeria smirked, “I’m sure it’s not that bad. You can tell me, really.” Her pleasant smile and calm, sweet voice did wonders for Kyle. He was beginning to feel comfortable with her, much more than he had felt in the last couple of days when the weirdness all began. He didn’t answer her, but instead just looked down at the swelling bulge in his pants that was snaking down his thigh, halfway to his knee already.
“Holy shit!” exclaimed Val, as soon as it dawned on her what it was she was looking at. “Shit, Kyle, that thing is enormous! It can’t possibly be comfortable to have that thing smashed up in your pants like that, can it?”
“Haha, it’s so uncomfortable,” laughed Kyle, relieved to see that the impressive hint of the monster lurking in his slacks hadn’t immediately frightened Valeria away. “What’s more, Tisiphone had been ‘sexifying’ the people I encounter in my life. It’s been leaving me painfully hard for most of the day and it’s impossible for it to feel comfortable in any of the pants I own.”
Valeria wondered just what Kyle might have meant when he said the women he encountered were all ‘sexified’, but she was more concerned about his immediate discomfort, especially if she had anything to do with it. “So you don’t like it at all? I thought that men all dreamed of having big, manly dicks.”
Kyle shifted in his seat and tugged at his slacks to get them to shift a little and offer more comfort as his erection began to hog more and more space between his thigh and the material of the garment. “I won’t lie. Whatever she did to it makes it feel really good when I touch it. It’s become super sensitive to any sort of sexual stimulation. I guess that’s supposed to be the ‘gift’ part, but it also means I get turned on much more quickly and easily, even when I don’t necessarily want to be.”
Valeria didn’t say anything for a few moments after that, though she did stare curiously at Kyle’s bulge, even going so far as to rest her hand on Kyle’s thigh and tentatively trace a finger around it’s outline to test its turgidness. After a while, she giggled nervously. “Do you think.... maybe I could see it?”
Kyle blushed bright red. It was surely an inappropriate request for a first meeting like this, wasn’t it? Was this another of Tisiphone’s manipulations? Had the goddess meddled with Valeria’s mind too? Still, between the comforting warmth he felt by being so close to this woman he had feelings for, Valeria’s hand gently testing his throbbing bulge, and the increasingly uncomfortable strain in his ever tightening pants, the idea of releasing his erection became more and more palatable to him.
“Are you sure?” he asked. “I don’t mind showing you, but this is a little weird for a first date, right?”
Valeria brought her hand up and gently caressed Kyle’s face, drawing his eyes to hers. “Sweetie, in all the times we chatted online, or talked over the phone and Skype, you never imagined what it might be like to, you know... actually mess around with one another?”
Kyle rubbed the back of his neck, his breathing growing more heavy. Val was right. He had fantasized about being intimate with Valeria, and his dreams and fantasies often focused on her and her down-to-earth geekish sexiness. She was a woman who said what she thought, wore her heart on her sleeve, and wasn’t embarrassed for any of the things she cared about or loved. Even in a situation as awkward as this, Kyle somehow felt calmer and more confident just by being with her. There was an honesty that they had shared online together; a trust between two people who found each other attractive not just for physical looks, but more so because of the interests they shared and the relatability of their personalities. They hadn’t ever been afraid to admit their feelings to one another before now. Why should being here together, in person, be any different?
Kyle loosened his belt, freeing it from the loops that encircled his slacks. “I’ve.... dreamt of you a lot,” he admitted. “You’re actually who I think of when I touch myself.”
Val bit her lip cutely and offered a reassuring smirk as she helped undo the button on his slacks and tug down on Kyle’s zipper. “I think of you when I do that too,” she admitted, sliding a soft elegant hand beneath the waistband of Kyle’s boxer shorts and fishing for the hot, throbbing rod inside. She helped lift it out of its imprisonment in Kyle’s slacks. As soon as it cleared the edge, it sprung outward in all of its thick, long, hard glory.
“Holy fuck!” Val gasped, amazed and transfixed by the towering member as it bobbed menacingly in the air, stretching from Kyle’s groin. She squeezed it gingerly, sliding her hand along the shaft and feeling the warmth emanating from it. She enjoyed how it twitched and throbbed in her grip. “It’s actually kinda beautiful,” she remarked, gazing up towards Kyle’s face, smiling into his eyes while her hand began to steadily pick up speed.
She surprised herself at how much fun it was to play with it. The warm musk of it, and just how masculine and powerful it looked began to stir feelings of arousal inside her. The more she slowly massaged Kyle’s manhood, the more she felt the tingle and buzz of desire begin to swell. Her thoughts drifted to the nights where she and Kyle would ‘roleplay’ online, chatting and assuming the personas of characters from video games they liked, and playing out scenes where they could interact. The roleplayed scenes all invariably ended up with the characters fucking. Stroking Kyle like this began to fill her mind with images of the enormous cock sliding inside her, stretching and satisfying an awakening need deep in her core.
As if on cue, there was a series of popping sounds in various places in the room. The TV turned on, and a graphic porno was already apparently cued up to play. Both Kyle and Val drew their attention to the sudden scene of porn stars, both surprisingly similar in basic looks to the two of them, rutting one another like insatiable rabbits. There was another pop, and box of condoms was suddenly sitting on the coffee table, within arms reach of both of them. Kyle chuckled nervously at how obvious Tizzy was being with her hints. Subtlety was obviously not something the little apartment sprite knew how to do well. He picked up the box and examined it more closely. It wasn’t a normal brand. In a fancy font, the box said “XXXtra-Magnum Condoms : Goddess Approved” with a picture of Tisiphone on the box winking suggestively at the consumer.
“Real funny,” he chuckled, working one of the condoms out of the packaging and working on sliding it down over his solid hard erection. As he was doing so, Valeria wrapped her arms around Kyle and planted a deep, sensual kiss on his lips. The two continued to kiss for a long time. Occasionally Kyle would wrap his arms around Val, and she would bring her hands behind Kyle’s head and shoulders, periodically reaching down to stroke Kyle’s erection some more.
Val pulled out of the kiss, and brought her face to Kyle’s. They were inches apart, and her eyes practically seemed to smile as she gazed into his. “I’m ready,” she whispered in a sultry breathy way.
“I’ll go slow. I don’t want to hurt you,” responded Kyle as Valeria swung her leg over and tugged down on her panties, straddling him. She couldn’t explain it, but she knew she wanted to feel Kyle inside of her. As quickly as it had come to this, she felt comfortable being with Kyle, as though the two of them were meant from the beginning to be together.
As promised, Kyle positioned his member carefully and helped Val slowly ease herself onto it. At once, she felt a rush of feeling, as though his cock had been perfectly sculpted to fit inside her, like a tight custom-fit glove. Deeper and deeper she sank, surprising both of them just how accommodating her vagina was. There was no pain, at all. Each inch that pushed into her stretched her in increasingly pleasant ways. Soon Kyle’s entire cock was buried to the hilt inside of Valeria; a feat she would have thought impossible given Kyle’s unnaturally generous size. Furthermore, she couldn’t believe how good it felt. Kyle’s god-cock seemed to stimulate every cubic inch of her pussy, all at once. The mere act of penetration had already brought her to the very edge of orgasm. Tisiphone must have ratcheted up Valeria’s sexual sensitivity during her encounter in the limousine. That was the only explanation for the way she was able to fit all of Kyle’s length and girth inside, and for how easily the sexual sensation flowed through her.
Then Kyle began to move. His arms wrapped around her firmly and he lurched back, then forward, lifting her up and then allowing her to slide back down again. The motion brought a blinding flash of pleasure to them both. Kyle grunted in pleasant surprise, and Valeria was reduced to a throaty whimper as the mere friction of the movement built up an immense tidal wave of sexual bliss that washed over her. “F-ooh-fuck mmm, Kyle... Fuck me, Kyle...” she urged. The two had barely done anything yet, and already the feeling of satisfaction they both were receiving went far beyond anything they had felt before.
Kyle picked up Val again, and repositioned, leaning forward and laying her down on the couch so that he could get proper leverage. Once in position, he began to increase speed, sliding his hard throbbing member in and out in an ever increasing crescendo. Valeria’s eyes squeezed shut and her mouth stayed open in an incontrollable whimpering pant of inexpressible pleasure. Whatever Tisiphone had done for them both made sex with Kyle the most indescribable sense of pure climactic joy she had ever felt. Inside, each thrust felt like a bomb going off as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. After only a handful of minutes, her womanhood was reduced to a soaking mess of juices and tingling joy.
“This feels so incredible, Valeria,” grunted Kyle, leaning forward and kissing Val hard on her neck, pressing his body against hers as he increased speed even more. “I’m about to explode.”
“Yesss,” hissed Val, still with her eyes closed, riding the lightning of orgasmic shock that brought an ecstatic throbbing bliss that radiated from her core to every extremity of her body. She didn’t think it was possible to feel pleasure like this.
“Hraaahhhh!” shouted Kyle as he felt his twitching member begin to emit pulse after pulse of thick cum to fill his condom like a balloon. The feeling of intensity he felt from the earth shattering orgasm almost caused him to black out as a tight grip of sweeping pleasure shot through him.
The two lovers clung to one another in an embrace, panting heavily with the intensity of the experience they had both just shared. It was a few long minutes before Kyle felt strong enough to slide his engorged cock out of Valeria’s sweet nether. Both of them were surprised by the bulbous sac of sperm that had been caught by the extra large condom. “That’s... a lot more than usual,” Kyle observed, still feeling the giddy numbness that followed. His legs were rubbery and his world still was swirling in the post orgasmic stupor.
Valeria grinned, still laying back on the couch. “Oh, shit, Kyle.... That was just...”
Kyle laughed. “That was the first time this ‘gift’ the goddess gave me actually felt like a gift. I can’t believe how good that felt.”
“I know. I want to do that again!” tiredly laughed Val from the couch, still lying in a sweet stupor. She felt amazing. She stretched out, enjoying the dull tingling pleasure of sexual afterglow she still felt. All the doubt and nervousness she had felt before meeting Kyle for the first time, seemed to have dissolved away. More and more, she felt the sense that this was where she was supposed to be. “I’m glad I’m here, Kyle.”
Kyle smiled. “Tomorrow morning, I’ll need to go in to work tomorrow, but I’ll try and see if I can get my boss to let me go home early and have a few days off. I have a feeling that it won’t be a problem, given how Tisiphone’s arranged things so that we could be together. Do you think you’ll be okay for a couple of hours alone, tomorrow morning?”
Val grinned widely, “I think I will, just so long as we get in another round of sex before bed tonight.”
A delicious aroma began to waft in from the kitchen, and the sounds of cooking were audible. There was a quick pop, and Tizzy was standing on the coffee table, wearing a cute little chef’s uniform that seemed tailored to accentuate her tiny, but curvy frame. “Hiiii-iii, I just wanted to let you know that dinner will be ready in just ten more minutes, so if you need to clean up, now is the time to do so!” She did a fun pirouette that ended in a triumphant pose with her holding a tiny spatula up over her head in victory, before popping away back towards the kitchen.
Kyle finished disposing of the used condom, and showed Valeria to the apartment’s bathroom where the two of them could clean and freshen up for dinner. For any misgivings she might have had about her before, Val was thoroughly impressed by the delicious dinner that Tizzy had managed to prepare for them. She and Kyle enjoyed their evening together, catching up like old friends who had known each other for years. The goddess who had brought them together didn’t even cross their minds again that evening until before bed, when the two of them were again reminded of just how pleasurable a gift from Tisiphone could feel.