The Great Saintess's weekdays are incredibly busy.
As soon as the morning sun rises, I open my eyes and get up, wash myself briefly, and change into my nun's habit.
In the dining hall, the believers and the children entrusted to the church rub their eyes groggily and greet me.
Whenever that happens, I give a light smile and head to the chapel.
In the innermost part of the empty chapel, a place is prepared just for me.
A wooden platform, a little over one pyeong.
After immediately kneeling on the cushion a believer prepared the day before, I offer prayers to the Goddess-nim as the Saintess 'Tessia Rufilberg'.
While I am offering prayers like this, believers who have quietly gathered offer their morning and lunch prayers and then leave.
Only after that do I get up from my spot and go to eat.
Of course, I have no choice but to skip breakfast.
Occasionally, kind-hearted people leave nutritional supplements or carefully prepared lunchboxes at a distance.
But even those are quickly cleared away by other believers or priests.
As a rule of the church, believers cannot touch me while I am praying.
It is also impossible to talk to me from the side or approach me.
It is a truly conservative rule.
After praying until lunch, the believers I encounter upon leaving the dining hall greet me with awe and respect.
As I reply to each of them, I occasionally receive this question.
"Saintess-nim, aren't you tired?"
Of course, my answer each time is "No, I'm not."
However, my true feelings are the opposite of my words.
To be honest, I feel like I'm dying from exhaustion.
It's to the point where I recall the days when I used to pull all-nighters in my previous life.
You might ask what's so hard about simply sitting with your hands clasped and eyes closed. Offering prayers itself isn't that difficult.
The problem is that almost every night, I'm being *taken* by crazy psycho lesbians.
While my arms and legs are held or tied.
Sometimes by hand, sometimes with tools.
After being continuously toyed with and manipulated, my body climaxes so many times I can't even count.
In the pleasure that makes my head spin, I fall asleep each time as if fainting.
It's a good thing I have the Saintess's unique recovery ability.
If I had endured such humiliation in a normal woman's body, by now my body and mind might have completely degenerated like a slut.
Shaking off the horrifying thought, I transferred a suitable amount of the prepared food onto my tray.
No matter how much they praise me as the Great Saintess or Holy Virgin, there is one fact that doesn't change.
That is, I was a man in my previous life.
A middle-aged office worker in his 30s whose every day consisted of Excel, PowerPoint, and getting chewed out by his boss.
Although I have lived as Tessia Rufilberg for close to over 20 years, the period I was born and raised as a man is much longer.
The idea of me, like that, completely degenerating into a woman's pleasure is beyond repulsion, it's disgusting.
Of course, the me now looks like a perfect, flawless beauty from any angle.
Lustrous, long silver hair and captivating blue eyes.
Voluminous breasts and buttocks that any man would want to bury himself in.
Conversely, arms, legs, and a waistline without a single ounce of excess fat.
But that's only limited to appearance.
My mind, which even went through the military without issue, is male to the core.
No matter how much my colleagues try to corrupt me, I will not fall for it.
Never. Absolutely.
[That's hilarious.J
"Aaaargh!!"
A voice that suddenly pierced into my mind.
Startled, I let out a loud scream.
The gaze of everyone in the dining hall automatically focused on me.
"Oh, there was a bug here. I almost stepped on it. Ahaha. Hahaha..."
Even though it was an awkward lie I fabricated, no one doubted my words as the Saintess.
I was slightly relieved by the distraction that quickly dispersed people's attention.
I retorted to the voice in my head as if venting my anger.
[You startled me! If you're going to contact me outside of prayer time, please tell me beforehand!]
[Look at this one. Now you don't care about being a goddess or anything, is that it?]
I felt the voice in my head sounded displeased and sulky.
Quickly sitting down in an empty seat, I focused my mind as if praying.
A dark space came into view.
In the darkness where lily flowers bloomed profusely, a woman was giving me a mysterious smile.
Wearing a white gown, she had a sharp look that suited her black bob haircut well.
[...Goddess Isis-nim.]
I dared to utter the name of the goddess I had seen sickeningly all morning.
[Hello, Tessia. We meet again exactly 12 minutes and 6 seconds later.]
[Indeed. I'll see you again after I eat.]
[Going back already? I'm lonely.]
[I have to eat too, you know. I feel like I'm going to collapse from hunger.]
Although my consciousness was facing the goddess, it wasn't like an out-of-body experience where I forgot the sensations of my physical body.
The hunger from having fasted for 18 hours straight since yesterday evening was a hardship difficult even for me as the Saintess to bear.
[Oh come on, don't be like that. Tell me the story you were telling me earlier in more detail. Hmm? A goddess is asking a human like this, you know.]
[We've been talking about that for hours already. And didn't you see everything yourself anyway, Goddess-nim?]
[Lewd stories are always much more exciting when you hear them as a narrative than when you see them, aren't they?]]
Goddess Isis was brazen to an astonishing degree.
[You should say 'Goddess-nim'.]
...The Goddess-nim was brazen to an astonishing degree.
Could she not think about the suffering I experience double every time I pray?
Yes, okay, mixing bodies with pretty women every night is fine.
What man would dislike it when beauties like that kiss him and spread their legs willingly?
It's also so pleasurable that it makes me feel like fainting.
The problem is precisely this Goddess...-nim.
The Goddess-nim's appearance was slender and stylish, to the level of being cast as a model in the middle of Gangnam.
Although I only met her as a spiritual body in the inner world.
In contrast, her behavior is so utterly like a middle-aged man, you wouldn't find another one quite like her.
[Haaah...]
[Come on now, quickly. So, how did you get *taken* last night?]
The Goddess-nim, who was uttering crude words, seemed very excited and was breathing heavily.
In the end, with both my physical body and consciousness having their faces turn bright red, I cautiously recalled the events with Amy from last night.
With my arms and legs tied up...]
You have to tell me in more detail. How were your arms and legs tied?]
[W-With handcuffs and ropes.]
[So, how?]
Ah, she's really persistent!
If I weren't the Saintess, I would have absolutely refused this kind of humiliation play!
I could feel even my ears in the inner world turning red.
Closing my eyes tightly in my spiritual body, I mumbled it out.
[My wrists were tied together with handcuffs... and my legs... well... they were spread open in a W-shape...]
[How did it feel?]
[T-That... I told you when I was praying earlier!]
[Hmm? Did I get senile recently? I don't remember clearly.]
Gaaah!
Her face is to my taste, but the way she talks is utterly like a cunning snake.
Both my physical body and my spiritual body fidgeted with their fingers. [Quickly, tell me, Tessia. How did it feel being unable to move a muscle?]
The Goddess-nim's urging continued relentlessly.
Making a tearful face, I finished answering the Goddess-nim's questions.
[Ugh... I was anxious because my body couldn't move, but... Amy kept kissing and touching me, so I felt reassured.]
[Did it feel good?]
[... Yes. J
Shame filled me at the memory of last night, which moistened my mind.
At the same time, recalling Amy's gentle yet intense hand movements made my crotch throb.
If I stay here, I might actually get aroused.
I quickly decided to stop praying and exit the inner world.
Towards my fading spiritual body, the Goddess-nim smiled mischievously.
Was this perhaps how you looked?]
*Snap*, the Goddess-nim flicked one of her index fingers.
Several screens appeared in the empty air where there had been nothing.
My fading spiritual body's vision caught several scenes streaming like a video.
[What, when did you record that?!]
At that shocking sight, I quickly moved my spiritual body and lunged at the Goddess-nim.
The person inside the screen was none other than me.
My appearance from last night, being touched and licked by Amy and climaxing repeatedly, was streaming on the screens.
-Aang, Ha-eung!
-You like here? This is the spot, right? Hmm?
-Eung-hiiiiik! I like ittt! I like ittt there! Push deeperrr! Harderrr... Euhooooook?!
Wow, I made a face like that?
It was a scene utterly far from that of a Saintess, incredibly lewd.
When I saw Ahegao in porn videos, I wondered what the heck that was, but it seems I wasn't aroused because it was all acting.
My appearance, with my eyes rolled back while thoroughly steeped in pleasure, could be called excellent masturbation material.
Goddess Isis-nim pulled one screen closer and said.
[I'm an omniscient and omnipotent goddess, you know? I can capture scenes of our cute Saintess moaning and squirting to my heart's content.]
[It's not like you're making clips or something... Please, don't do this.]
Even I find it arousing when I see it, but that doesn't make it any less embarrassing.
At my pleading appearance, the Goddess-nim chuckled.
Honestly, with this much, even you get turned on, don't you?]
[I *do* get turned on... but! If you shove things like this in front of my face, I feel so ashamed I could die again!]
[See? Even you find it arousing. Look at this. This much holy water from a place without water...]
[Kyaaaaah! Stop, stop looking at that!]
I waved my hands in the air and erased the screens.
As I was panting and making a tearful face, the Goddess-nim turned her back to me with a satisfied look.
[Be honest, Tessia. You're enjoying it too.]
[W-Well, yes, but.....]
[If you want, should I give you your dick from your previous life back? A hermaphrodite Saintess... that's quite arousing.]
[Goddess-nim, please!]
Seeing my reaction, which was now almost sobbing, the Goddess-nim disappeared as if escaping.
In the inner world left alone, only a mysterious voice echoed.
[Please provide lots and lots of good masturbation material in the future~.]
In the spot where the Goddess-nim had left, only a single lily flower swayed gently.
A wave of fatigue washed over me, left alone in the inner world.
Even if there is the grace of reincarnating me, isn't this a bit too much?
No masochist in the world would get aroused by this kind of shame.
To think a goddess would describe a saintess as masturbation material.
Thanks to our Goddess-nim, who is extremely horny, I have gained yet another burden.
[This is really too much...]