Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2 - Sex Stories

Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2

... greater good.”

“Oh shit! It’s like that‽ I feel you.”

“Ye-yeah. Things just take time. Could even move faster, who knows.”

“I know one thing; that body of yours looks like the greater good.”

“Thanks.”

“There’s more like that for ya.” He had that smile again.

“I’m sure there is.”

Janie went on about her way.

“Babalon, is that you?”

“It is. You almost screwed up, but you saved it well enough, and he’s probably too stupid and lustful to give up so easily.”

“I know. I don’t know why I’m his target, with all the women around here.”

“My child… men like him are simple. You’re a conquest, an addition to his sexual escapades, another for the collection. If seven other women threw themselves at him, he would still want you. If I made an exact copy of you, he would probably still want you. Men.” She scoffed. “Waste of life, men are.”

“I’m not all that attractive… small boobs, mousy face, can’t do much with this hair, my eyebrows are bushy enough, I’m afraid I’ll wake up with a monobrow, one day, and these ugly freckles.”

“Men are men, a lays a lay.”

“Do you really think all men are bad?”

“No, not all of them. But remember who I am. In truth; all humans are bad, or capable of it, even us gods and goddesses. As much as I am for women, it’s not like I don’t condone evil… debauchery, and so on. We’re all fickle in our own ways. All you see as moral and immoral, was taught to you all by us, directly or through stories. Tricksters like Loki, ...

... Anansi, Sūn Wūn Kong, who fall to their hubris, or fell others of their own. Righteous ones, who often make mistakes, ones whom are not what they seem, like Hades, or the Horned Lord. All things must exist for balance, even when it seems the balance scales lean to far a way from another, In the grand scheme, it probably and usually isn’t… you just don’t see it all, not many can. It may be as vast as one of your countries prosper, while another far away suffers through war.”

“I think I understand.”

“That’s good.”

“I guess every little bit counts in some way.”

“Yes, my scarlet lady.” She giggled. “You choose to worship me, so there should be some chaos in your heart. Everything has a cost… or fine print as you humans put it… a caveat. Prepared or not, you pick your own path in life. And life never really ends, your death, when it comes, isn’t really real, it’s simply a transition. Even you humans say; life goes on, despite it being very shallow in the grand schemes of things.”

“So is… death real… in any kinda way?”

“It is. It’s possible. One would say passing over is all there is left—which is true, because beyond that is nothing. Literally. If I died, there would be nowhere to go, I’d be… nothing. That’s what happens to anything that can really die. Nothing. I enjoy this chat, but it’s time for me to, as you all say; hang out, with my bitch Lilith. Keep up the good work.”

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A few days passed, dealing with Steven hadn’t gotten any better, but it almost seemed ...