Fighting The Goddess Wasn’t a Great Idea (Ea)(Com)

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Kymani was a thirty-three-year-old hermit living alone in an abandoned fort deep within the forest of corruption. Kymani had spent his entire life studying magic, more specifically the darkest, most forbidden ones.

He was a master of the dark elements, a harbinger of death, a master of chaos and damnation, and so much more. He was easily the most powerful mage to ever live, even more than the ancient elves and perhaps the gods of this world.

Kymani was so sure of his power that he was willing to risk everything in order to test it. He decided that he was going to kill all of the gods, starting with the goddess of love, Amera. After prepping for the battle, Kymani traveled to her temple.

He pretended to be another commoner who had come to pray for her; however, when he knelt before her to start praying, he pulled out his spell book and cast a powerful dark spell, aiming it right for her heart.

Amera dodged his attack and then quickly used her magic to teleport all of the innocent people around them away to safety; she then stood tall against Kymani, ready to fight him. Kymani told her she’d meet her end this day, and then he cast a spell of instant death at her.

Amera shook her head and called him foolish. She then cast her own spell to deflect the spell back at Kymani. Kymani, thinking quickly, nullified the spell before it hit him. Amera then cast her own spell, which was a simple yet very powerful lightning bolt.

Kymani used his magic to make his shadow rise off of the floor and create a large round portal, which sucked the lightning in and sent it to the void. Kymani then casts another one of his spells, this time shooting dark fireballs at Amera, ones that can’t be put out by normal means.

Amera didn’t even blink as she stuck her hand out and stopped the fireballs in their tracks. She then shoved her arm forward, sending the fireballs back at Kymani. He tried to dodge them, but one of them hit his leg.

Intense pain overcame him, but it was Kymani’s spell, meaning he could dispel it so he did. He then used a magic spell to cover his leg with darkness, replacing what had been damaged so he could still run and dodge.

The two of them shot spells back and forth for what felt like ages, with neither one seeming stronger or at an advantage over the other; however, because of this, it finally clicked in Kymani’s head that he made a mistake.

He and his magic were undoubtedly powerful, even on the same level as the gods, but he failed to take into account one major thing. His mana was limited, unlike the gods, who seemed to possess limitless amounts of it; because of that, he was clearly outmatched.

Kymani began to panic and in his mind he was calling himself an idiot for attempting this before he was truly ready. He tried to change from being on the offense to the defensive in order to reserve mana for an escape.

However, Amera noticed this and took advantage of this moment. She went full-on offensive and started bombarding Kymani with powerful spell after spell. Eventually she got a decent hit on Kymani, knocking him out.

Kymani didn’t expect to wake up after that, but to his surprise, Amera didn’t kill him; instead, she had him tied up and placed in front of her. When Kymani woke up and looked at her, she seemed to get extremely mad.

She told him off for trying to kill her and then said she should just finish him off now. Kymani gulped and despite previously trying to kill her and thinking he was basically unstoppable before, he was now cowering in fear of actually dying.

He begged her not to kill him. He then even offered to do anything he could to make up for his transgressions. Amera rolled her eyes and didn’t seem interested, but after looking away and then back at Kymani, she smiled.

She said she accepted Kymani’s offer to do anything to make up for it. She then said in order to keep his life, she wanted him to turn himself into a woman, a very pretty and very feminine one. After that, Kymani would have to serve as a priestess under her for five hundred years.

Kymani scoffed and asked if she was serious. She didn’t respond with words, but she pointed her hand at Kymani and made it clear she was more than happy to cast a bit of magic and end his life, so he agreed.

Amera smiled and said she was glad to hear it. She then cast a different spell on him, binding him to their agreement. So if he doesn’t fulfill his end of it, he’ll die, after which she promised to have the god of death give Kymani special treatment.

Kymani, with no other choice, used his vast amounts of power and knowledge to start turning himself into a woman. He started with making himself shorter, as he was pretty tall even for a man. Kymani didn’t eat much food, surviving on absorbing dark magic, so he was always quite skinny.

So in order to look more feminine and not like a twig, he had to use magic to increase the amount of fat he had stored in his thighs and butt; doing so, paired with his already thin waist, helped give him a very curvy figure.

After that, Kymani used his magic to feminize his face. Before, he had a very manly and a bit gross-looking face, with teeth missing, cuts all over his face, some warts, and he was even missing one of his eyebrows.

Now he had no scars on his face; he fixed his teeth, gave himself a perfect complexion, and completely feminized his face by making his eyes bigger, lips thicker, thinning out his eyebrows and lastly making his face shape more rounded and his whole head smaller.

After that he had to work on his head. He didn’t have any hair on his head, not a single strand. He preferred to keep it out of his face, and he hated dealing with it, so he normally shaved completely bald, so having to give himself long hair was very annoying.

Once it grew out to his lower back, the goddess frowned and said she didn’t like the color. Kymani looked up at her and shook his head. He had black hair and while he had no idea what was wrong with it, he wasn’t going to risk making the goddess who beat him angry again.

So he asked what color she wanted, and she said green would be a nice color for him. Kymani nodded, then looked down so she wouldn’t see him roll his eyes. He then used magic to turn his hair green.

After that there was just one more major change Kymani had to make, which he wasn’t entirely ready for, but he had to do it, or else the goddess would take his life. Kymani gulped and cast the spell that took his manhood away and welcomed her into the world of womanhood.

The change came with a small pair of breasts, which could be seen slightly poking through Kymani’s robes. Amera noticed this and seemed disappointed. She told Kymani that her chest was too small and that she wanted Kymani to make it bigger.

Kymani gulped and cast another spell, this one making her breasts go from a-cups to b-cups. Amera frowned again and then told Kymani to keep going. Kymani let out a nervous laugh and cast the spell again, getting her breasts up to c-cups.

They were now much more noticeable, and Kymani’s robes were starting to feel tight, but of course, Amera didn’t think it was enough. She made Kymani cast the spell over and over again until she had M-cup breasts.

Amera looked them over and smiled, saying that size would work perfectly. Not only would it serve as a constant reminder of the mistakes Kymani made, but she promised that in time Kymani would come to love them, and hopefully that love would sway her heart towards the side of good.

Kymani muttered under her breath that she doubted it, and as she did, her robes finally gave up. Thanks to Kymani’s massive breasts, they were stretched beyond their limits. They ripped apart and fell to the ground.

Kymani quickly covered herself up and yelled, all while Amera stared and had the biggest smile on her face. After watching Kymani squirm a bit, Amera told Kymani that there were plenty of priestess robes in the temple and that she was sure one would fit Kymani.

She told Kymani to go find one and a staff, and then she was to return here and start helping out those who come here, as well as doing all the chores that need to be done around here. Kymani sighed and then nodded.

She then went off to find a robe. It took her a while to find one that would come close to fitting her, but after trying on two dozen robes, she found one that was only slightly tight when she wore it, so it had to do.

Kymani then walked over and grabbed a staff, and instantly she could feel the light magic in it trying to flow into her and replace the dark magic her body was so accustomed to. Kymani groaned and put it out of her mind for now.

She had to use it for now, but she swore, after five hundred years, she was going back to being a man and a dark mage, and there was no way she was going to succumb to this new life as a busty woman in the light… at least that’s what she tried to tell herself. Five hundred years was a long time, and she might come to truly enjoy the love from her new goddess and the love for her new body.