Ch 169. Powerless Goddess

“Your straightforwardness is refreshing, David,” the Goddess says with a smirk.

She snaps her slender fingers, and suddenly, I have a body. Ten fingers, ten toes, a dick, and all. I start by flexing my cock, and I could not be happier about how hard it already is.

“Feels familiar?” she asks, her smirk widening.

Truth be told, every one of the bodies I had in the worlds I explored after my untimely death was excellent and had everything a woman could want to make her heart sing. But they never felt like me — the real me, I mean. Nevertheless, things are different now. This time, I feel exactly like I did in my twenties.

I lower my gaze and take a good look at my cock. Oh, well, that’s MY cock for sure. As I laugh it out, I realize it is just like seeing an old friend.

“It’s really my real body?” I ask.

“Yes, David. It’s your body. Exactly as it was when you were in your twenties.”

“Well, hot damn,” I say, flexing my muscles and admiring the view. “I missed you, buddy.” I give a playfu