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I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

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I was summoned by a Goddess with my classmates to save their Empire? But I have other plans. With my Unique Skill, I will get whatever I want starting by that Goddess! °°°° Additional Tags: [Heavy Lemon], [No NTR], [NTR: Mc stealing], [Ruthless], [Step-Sisters], [Goddesses], [Beastkins], [Yanderes], [Threesome and more!], ... DISCORD LINK FOR ILLUSTRATIONS OF WAIFUS: https://discord.gg/fhdv8Eb7QP

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Chapter 1Summoned By The Goddess

At the age of sixteen, a notion began to crystallize in my mind: life was dreadfully monotonous.

Now, before you jump to conclusions, let me assure you that these thoughts did not stem from any dark desire to end my existence prematurely.

It was simply the pervasive boredom that had settled over my days like a heavy fog.

Each morning, the same routine played out: rise early, trudge off to school, endure the hours of learning, return home in the evening, consume dinner, and then drift off to sleep, only to awaken to the same cycle once more.

Yet, what irked me most was the necessity of wearing a "mask" to navigate through the social landscape.

You know the one I'm talking about, right? That facade we put on to avoid being labeled a weirdo or, worse yet, a closeted psycho.

No?

I reckon many of you are donning this mask as we speak, perhaps unaware that it has become a seamless part of your identity.

But for me, this awareness had been ingrained since childhood, making the charade all the more wearisome and vexing in my day-to-day existence.

Why was it so bothersome?

Well, for starters, there were the moral codes drummed into my head by my parents, who had inherited them from their own ancestors, ad infinitum.

One of these moral conundrums I yearned to shatter was a notion that must have crossed the mind of every human at some point: the contemplation of eliminating someone who posed a nuisance.

Whether it's someone you despise, merely dislike, or a heinous criminal whose demise you believe would serve the greater good—I entertained such thoughts daily.

Take Aiden Fletcher, for instance.

The star of the school's rugby team, Aiden had a knack for getting under my skin without apparent cause. As much as I harbored the urge to retaliate and, dare I say, kill him, the towering stature and physical prowess he possessed deterred me. I couldn't bear the thought of being humiliated in front of the lovely ladies in my class, so I opted for the safer route of ignoring his provocations.

There was also Jason Spencer. The most popular guy of the class, he won the karate championship of his age and is extremely smart and very handsome. I also wanted him dead. 

He didn't do anything to me but the fact that he was gathering all the girls around him, and he was more handsome than me who had a regular face, it was ticking me off. I just thought it would be good if he wasn't existing in the first place.

These thoughts of mine are extreme thoughts right?

Believe me, you have heard only the tip of the iceberg.

The girls and women in general.

As a teenager who grew up and matured quickly I quickly met my hard cock.

The fact that it was throbbing a lot was for six reasons.

Sienna Parker.

Siara Parker.

Amelia Carter.

Courtney Turner.

Gwen Lawrence.

Aisha Nakano.

All great beauties.

The first two were my step sisters since my father remarried again three years ago and the remaining ones were all in my class, Amelia Carter being my teacher.

Hard to keep my cock in check with them around honestly.

Since we were living together, it was considerably more challenging with Sienna and Siara. 

God pardons me for thinking immoral thoughts about my stepsisters, or not.

Since we were close, they were the easiest people to date, therefore yes, I held feelings of making one of them my.

But it wasn't all. 

I wanted to do each of the six.

In my dreams.

Yes, I am aware of it.

A guy can dream, right?

That's what I believed up to this point.

°°°°°

"Heroes of the otherworld, we ask for your help."

A divine voice resonated in all our ears, causing a collective dizziness that turned our attention towards a woman of ethereal beauty.

In that moment, I was certain even the model of virtuous man, Jason, must have felt a stirring.

Wow.

The woman before us possessed long, snow-white hair cascading down her curvaceous hips, paired with captivating icy blue eyes. Her skin, as pure as snow, seemed almost luminescent against the backdrop of her long, flowing white dress, which struggled to conceal her alluring form.

Every man present audibly gulped at the sight, while the women, unable to contain their envy, could only gaze in awe.

"I am Khione. I have summoned you all to aid us in saving our world," she implored with a pleading expression.

"What in the world?!"

"Is this for real?!"

"No way!!"

"Isekai?!"

My classmates erupted into a mix of cheers and panic as the gravity of our situation dawned on them. The boys appeared thrilled, their eyes alight with excitement, while the girls seemed utterly bewildered.

"Please, everyone, calm down," Jason, our class representative, intervened, raising his hands in a gesture of peace.

Then, turning to Khione, he introduced himself, "I am Jason Spencer. It's a pleasure to meet you, Goddess Khione."

"Wait, it's dangerous, Jason!" Amelia Carter, our teacher, stepped forward hastily, her voice trembling. "Excuse me. I am responsible for them, and I implore you to send us back to our world, please!"

Khione shook her head with a hint of bitterness. "I apologize, Heroes. We are not aware of any spell that can return you to your world."

"Is this some kind of joke?!" Teacher Amelia was furious, her anger sparking a reaction from the knights standing guard around the Goddess.

Instinctively, my classmates and I took a step back, the tension in the air becoming almost suffocating.

Amelia's face drained of color, realization dawning that we were now completely at their mercy.

"Samuel, please," Khione's voice was gentle as she addressed the man in the gleaming white armor, who exuded strength and intimidation. He nodded in response to her request and stepped back.

"I apologize. We mean you no harm. The truth is, you all died in your world, which is why we were able to summon you to ours."

"What?!"

A chorus of disbelief rippled through the group.

We... we died?

Memories flooded back—I recalled the mundane details of our stupid school trip.

We were on the bus…

And suddenly.

A goddamn truck!

Yes, that's right!

A truck out of control crashed into us.

It seemed others were piecing together the tragic event as well, some crying out in shock while others collapsed to their knees.

"But we have managed to bring you back to life in this world through our spell. And it is within our power to send you back to your world, alive once more," Khione explained, her voice carrying a soothing reassurance.

They all gazed at Khione, stunned by her words.

"Is that true?" Amelia's voice trembled with hope.

"Yes," Khione replied with a serene smile, her eyes holding a promise of salvation. "Please listen to me." 

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