No, that couldn't be right. What just happened went against what she had learned and stood for. Or maybe, if that really was her goddess, this was just a test. To see if her Holy Champion could resist temptation. Yes, that has to be it. A test of her resolve and Kayla would make sure to pass it. Thus she spent the rest of the night keeping her hands as far away from her chest as possible.
The following morning she sadly had to realize that her condition left her unable to wear her chest armor. Luckily, due to just being declared champion, the whole day was spent shaking hands with officials and other nobles. She was easily able to hide her endowments with bandages and loose clothing.
The day passed and she found herself in her own bedroom. After removing the bandages she stared down at her massive chest and wondered how long she would have to endure this.
“And did you like them? How often did you do it? Give me all the details, especially the dirty ones.” Kayla recognized the voice and turned to the goddess, or at least what claims to be the goddess.
“I did no such things. I kept my body pure,” Kayla proudly announced.
“But why though? I already give you these bouncy beauties–” She pointed at Kayla’s chest. “–and you do nothing with them. Such a waste of breast flesh.”
“You don't have to bother yourself with this anymore. I figured out your test. You're trying to tempt me into giving up my purity to see if I am truly worthy of being your first Holy Champion in an aeon.”
Lilith groaned. “Ugh… You're one of those hardcore zealots, should've figured.” Her eyes darkened. “Looks like I’ll have to do a bit more to get you back onto the right track. But what to do? What to do?”