"You walk to the back of the church, out of the sanctuary and into one of the rooms in the back. You see clothes, makeup and hair styling stuff strewn... across the room. She picks up a glass orb about the size of a softball and holds it up for you to look at.At first it seems opaque, but then you think you see different colors swirling around inside. "Wow, that is strange. What is it?" you ask her.Jackie shrugs. "Beats me. I found it outside the door this morning. But what's even weirder is the. Your own juices make the way easy, and I explore a little further, seeking out your sensitive bud. You whimper, trying to hold yourself in check, but I murmer that it’s OK, and to let yourself go. I know that I’ve found the right place, because you’re bucking under my hand now, squirming. I slow everything down, moving away slightly from the centre of your pleasure, then back again, building the tension in waves. For a moment my finger abandons your clit and dips inside you, just a tiny way,. .My name is Staci... I mean, Cory. I keep doing that. I "was" a quietguy with scruffy brown hair, kinda tall, and a little bit overweight... now, well. I'll get to that.I was staying at a couple different friends houses every night or two,rotating where I slept. I wasn't homeless, I just had no home. Myfriends had no problem with me crashing, but if I didn't show up itwouldn't bother them at all. They'd probably just assume I foundsomewhere else to stay that night.I found a job for an agency. ”“What was behind the door was a test to become the the Primordial God of Love Candidate, and I managed to pass. Now I am the Primordial God of Love Candidate.”“Ok...”“There are different kinds of gods. There are those who are born Gods, those who become Gods, those who have always been Gods since the beginning of time, and those who are primordial, even before the beginning of time. The Primordial Gods are also known as Incarnates, as they are the final representation of what they.