All of this transformation and commanding people was having a definite effect on Mystra's sexuality. Given her recent creation and her predecessor entity's unfamiliarity with female sexuality, it was a few minutes before she realized what that throbbing sensation coming roughly from the area between her legs was about. When she realized it, though, the feeling seemed urgent.
"OK" said Mystra, "Done for now. The priestesses and the monster stay, the rest of you go home. I'll call you back here if I need you."
"Go home to what?" muttered a Halle Berry lookalike who had formerly been a Chinese-American man in his twenties, but she did not dare to say it in Mystra's hearing.
Mystra spoke to her priestesses with the frankness of a goddess unconcerned for what humans thought. "You make this place ready for worshippers. Once things get rolling, we'll set up quarters for you here, but right now you can commute. Is there a place around here where I can get fucked?"
Donna swallowed hard. This wasn't exactly what she had imagine dealing with a goddess was going to be like. "Well she said "there are bars."
"Bars?" said Mystra "Eh, I have another idea." She made a quick motion and disappeared.
"Alright" bellowed Donna "You heard the goddess! Now I expect to see this floor spotless in one hour." Ah, she thought as she saw her erstwhile male superiors scurrying to carry out her will, it's good to be the high priestess."
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When Adrian had enjoyed his sexual fantasies about AD&D goddesses, he had imagined them sexually attracted to men like himself, shy nerds. This carried over to Mystra, although the goddess was rapidly developing her own personality beyond that of Adrian's fantasy.
Sifting through Adrian's memories, Mystra had located his best friend and fellow AD&D enthusiast, Chuck. Chuck shared Adrian's sexual dreams of the goddesses, but he was even less successful with women, as he was wheelchair bound with a degenerative disease.
Chuck was in bed masturbating when the woman of his fantasies appeared. "Wo" said Mystra, glancing at his penis "Save that for Mama."
Chuck freaked out. "Who are you?" he asked, hurriedly jerking his hand away.
"Mystra" said Mystra, as she crawled into bed. "Now why don't I show how much more fun it is when there's someone around to help?"
Chuck's penis was the hardest it had ever been in his life. Mystra bestraddled him, and eased herself around him. "Oh yeah, do it like that" she muttered.
Chuck was too caught up in the new sensations to note that the bones of his legs were straightening, and muscle was being added to his arms and chest.
"Oh yeah" said Mystra "Make the goddess happy."
"You're an actual goddess?" Chuck gasped. The muscles on his chest were rivaling a bodybuilders now, and hair was appearing in odd lumps on his body.
"Shut up and fuck me!" answered Mystra. Chuck's skin was starting to show a faint greenish tinge, and the hands with which he was clumsily manipulating the goddess's breasts were big enough to palm a basketball, and warty and hairy to boot.
The goddess screamed out her first orgasm, and Chuck grew to seven feet tall while his erection grew to twelve inches. His ears grew long and pointy, and his skin was an unearthly shade of greenish brown.
One Hour Later.
The lovers, spent (not really, but Mystra was willing to play along) lay in bed. Chuck was for the first time realizing that he had changed.
"What am I?" he asked. He was aware that he should be freaking out, but somehow the change didn't seem that surprising.
"You're an ogre, sweetie." answered Mystra. "And a remarkably handsome one at that." Adrian's memories had informed the goddess that in role-playing games, Chuck always played a half-orc or half ogre or the like, seeking in the game compensation for his physical weakness and disabled state. The goddess had made his fantasy reality.
"And as a bonus" added the goddess "For taking the virginity of a goddess, you get one wish. Don't do anything stupid, as I assure someone already has today."