What, is a goddess not allowed to swear?~

Somehow it's different when you do it!

Any other questions?

How to put this delicately... Do your priestesses often share your bodies?

Yes, they do. I make a point of physically attending any play party that's primarily made up of my lovers, and I have threesomes and moresomes often. I prefer them, actually, both because of the higher intensity and because they let me save on bodies.

So how does that work out, then? What's it like to be in a relationship with you?

Oh, are you interested?~ 

In an average month, I'd have private in person sex with one of my lovers once, maybe twice. We'd cuddle for maybe an hour, or they'd feed me, or we'd skip stones, or otherwise do something physical but not sexual. We'd probably also have a threesome. If they were the kind of priestess who goes to play parties, we'd go to a play party together. We'd walk the gardens with me as an illusion, tell each other stories, watch movies together. I'd give them little gifts using the same system that supplies the consoles. If they wanted more sex from me, I'd inhabit a tenta-pet or remote-control a sex machine to give them what they need. Naturally I don't need reciprocation given all the other sex I'm having all the time. 

That's surprisingly normal given that the other person in the relationship is a goddess. 

Service is one of my core drives. If it were bizarre and difficult, few people would find satisfaction in being my lover.

But that can't possibly be satisfying for you, now can it? Isn't authenticity worth something as well?

It's authentic for me to give generously in my relationships; that's just what I'm like as a person, and I have so much that I can't help but share. None of this is a chore to me; I do it because I love them all and want them all to be happy. 

But just between you, me, and Hannah, I maintain a special set of twenty-five extremely enhanced bodies specifically for pursuing full-time relationships with the priestesses who impress me. 

Hannah grabs the keyboard. 

And if I went and told Tasha that right now?

She already knows. It's part of the liturgy. Something for people to aspire to, you know.

I think I'll call your bluff on that. 

Shall I call her for you?

I'd rather do it in person.

Her next hole in her schedule is in, oops, now.

A very startled Tasha drops out of the air next to the bar! 

"Eep!", she says. From the disarray of her hair, it would seem like she was just with a client, though she is at least dressed.

Hannah is on her feet and grabbing her by the shoulder to steady her. 

"Sorry, Tasha, apparently your boss is slightly capricious -"

Sorry not sorry. Tasha, Hannah here has something to tell you...

"Uh, we've just been discussing how your boss apparently has twenty-five special bodies reserved for her favorite priestesses?"

Tasha shrugs off Hannah's hand on her arm and starts fixing her hair. "Yes, yes, what about the Twenty-Five?"

"Uh. They exist?"

"Wow, you interrupted my shift just to tell me something I already knew, huh?"

"I wasn't going to interrupt your shift, but your boss here - "