Naoya Wants to Be Delicious Too [GB]

One day, Naoya Zenin, the famous traditionalist heir of the Zenin family, slipped and fell into a game aimed at women who love women.

Here, he woke up in a different place every day and was teased and toyed with by a different woman each day. Sometimes, they even forced him to eat foods that were sure to make him gain weight.

Naoya was furious and terrified, but amid the women's fluttering fingers, he learned to pretend to be submissive.

But just as he tried to escape from the hundredth woman...

He discovered that all the women were the same person.

And something was wriggling inside his belly.

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You are an ancient deity.

As the only god left after the fall of the other gods, you bear the heavy responsibility of producing offspring. But a suitable vessel capable of carrying your exceptional children is hard to find.

After investigating, you, a god with a modern sensibility, chose to place your divine consciousness inside a galgame disc and use it to find a suitable human to transform.

The good news is that you soon found a suitable candidate.

The bad news is that the man is difficult and demanding, and really isn't a good vessel.

Still, since the man is delicious and has plenty of room inside, your generous self decides to reveal your true form and coax him, then take hold of his arms and legs and massage his swollen hands and feet.

That way, he won't cry all night because he can't be satisfied, and he won't keep climbing over the wall to do pointless fat-burning exercises that won't help with producing offspring, right?

Oh my, you really are such a good evil god.

Blurb recorded on December 1, 2025

[Reading Notes]

1. Girls' love, girls' love, girls' love! A mix of second-person and Naoya's point of view. The unknowable you x Naoya, a remnant of feudalism. Later, Naoya becomes your shape, physically speaking. This is not physical pregnancy: you are a deity in a rift in spacetime, and reproduction happens through communication inside the mind.

2. This story is written for a particular kink. Don't read if you don't like it. I wrote girls' love, so cut me some slack.jpg

Theme: Prohibit feudal thinking