[Second-person Perspective, Brainwashing, Androgynous TF, Identity Death]

"Greetings, young Hero. I apologize for the sudden awakening. But I had to take drastic measures. Otherwise, this world of mine will continue to be in turmoil..."

You blink. The last thing you remember was climbing into bed and catching some Zs before it'd be time for school. And yet here you were. Currently laying on what could best be described as nothing more than darkness. Like one big blanket of the black stuff that never seemed to end. It was like you had been transported into a world of nothingness.

Nothing except for the Goddess that was currently talking to you. She was... Good grief, you must've read a few too many naughty comics, because she was huge. Not just literally, because she was definitely twice your size, but also... Y'know, the assets. The va-va-voom. The whole shebang.

Okay, fine, her tits were massive. Almost bigger than her- nope actually you were pretty sure they were bigger than her head. And the rest of her body was similarly generously sculpted, like she was made for sex. Or somebody saw that one Venus figure and said 'we can do better', which would definitely explain the slight pudge on top of the rest of the excellent curvature...

"Do not worry about staring. It is only natural that a young Hero like yourself would look a little too keenly at my figure." The so-called Goddess said, her eyes remaining closed. Permanently shut, if you had to make a guess. But that only served to enhance her beauty, especially when paired with those tender white locks that reached all the way down to her feet. Honestly, might not be a bad idea to try and lay down on her hair one time. It definitely looked so soft that you probably could just sleep on it.

You had a lot of questions, of course. It's not like you were just going to help the Goddess just like that. As much as you no doubt wanted to. You wanted a few more questions answered before you'd help her with anything. Just to make sure you understood the situation.

You ask and you ask. Asking about the state of the world in more detail. Asking about the threat that plagued it, if it was a demon lord, another goddess, endless wars or anything of the sort. You ask and you ask. Hoping to get the answers that'll satisfy your curiosity.

Yet strangely, she did not answer a single one of them. She simply kept smiling as she 'gazed' down at you. Was she also deaf? Or was she simply being a selective listener? It was hard to tell given her expression remaining so serene and calm despite everything.

"What power did the ritual grant you, young Hero?" She finally asked you a question. Even after ignoring all of the ones that you had laid forth. Rather rude, but...

Power, power... Wait, she was the one that summoned him, wasn't she supposed to give him power? Wasn't that how this sort of Isekai went? Then again, those were stories, this is reality...

Just as you start to feel a little down because of what you're forced to deal with, you feel your body growing wetter. Well, you know that couldn't be you in the traditional sense, you weren't like that.

A single glance upward revealed a cloud above you. A cloud that seemed to reflect your mental state. So getting so disappointed over your current predicament caused this raincloud to absolutely smother you in rain.

Not exactly the most effective power. But you've read and watched J*J*, you got a good idea of how it could be turned into an advantage.

"Emotional Weather... An uncommon skill for certain, but not an unwanted one."

The way that the Goddess talked about the skill sounded just a little bit suspicious. Come to think of it, given the fact that she didn't even try to send you off yet and made you figure out this power for your own...

"Are you planning something, Goddess?"

You ask one pointed question. One question that was meant to dismantle her plans if it was revealed that she was planning something horrible using you as an element in said plan. You might not know how to fully control this 'Emotional Weather', but you could try and hurt the Goddess if she had ill intentions!

The Goddess simply smiled. And she kneeled down, bringing you way closer to each other. And really emphasizing the divine garb she wore. It honestly looked more like a regal robe mixed with bondage gear, what with how it was emphasizing her naughtiest aspects...

"Come closer, young Hero. I wish to reward your clever little mind."

Had you managed to see through her deception? Was there a very real chance that she was the big bad and you were just summoned to be a patsy? Whichever the case was, she wanted to reward you. Which was even more suspicious.

And yet, when you looked at these big lips that were just begging to be kissed, much less kiss you all over, you didn't hesitate. You stepped forward. Ready to be rewarded, regardless of the form the supposed reward took.

Just as you stepped forward, the Goddess planted a single kiss on you. A big kiss, given the size difference between the two of you. But a kiss nonetheless. A kiss that was meant to do nothing terrible, given the intimate nature of the gesture.

Instead, you felt a shock of pure ecstacy run through you. And not only did it run through you, it was like it pushed something out of you at the very same time. The cloud above your head growing weaker, all while you could only focus on the teasing smile in front of you...

"Such a wonderful taste, young Hero. Ahhh... There really is nothing like plucking your kind from that world. All so I can regain power on par with my old offerings..."

Wait... Wait, this was a recurring experience? She had done this before? She had plucked people like you from your world, all to-

Another kiss. Then another. Before you have time to recover, another lands on you. Again and again and again. Over and over and over, whittling away at more and more of your defenses...

Every time you think you have a chance to recover, another kiss lands on you. Turning more and more of your thoughts into static, as those big red lips keep smearing more and more of their lipstick onto you. Smearing away more and more of what you consider you...

You knew what she was trying to do. You were far, far too aware of what she was doing. And yet you couldn't do a thing to stop it. You couldn't do a thing to stop your Goddess from kissing away at you like this.

Every kiss drained away a bit more of what you considered you. Your power was one of the first things that vanished, disappearing into the great being in front of you. Then you gradually started to lose any kind of definition. Gradually losing more and more of what made you who you were.

Your body. Fit or otherwise. Your gendered aspects. Nullified into a meek androgynous shape. Your hair. Shortened, yet just long enough to cover up your eyes. Your height, shrunken to ensure you're at a specific height. Your strength, sapped so that you could never fight back against her.

Nothing that was yours would remain yours. Everything belonged to your Goddess. Even your thoughts against her had been kissed into nothing but dust. Because why else would you be considering her your Goddess?

Of course you'd consider her your Goddess. She was your everything. She was your entire world. Just looking at her closed eyes was enough to make your genderless form tremble all over. You panted and you gasped, but you couldn't express the feelings going on inside you in any other way than constant needy arousal...

"The quality on offer is not quite what I'd like." Your Goddess said, carefully licking the specks of what she kissed out of you off her lips. All while you swore you could feel her quite literally growing stronger before your very eyes. Not that it was much stronger. After all, your Goddess was in a league of her own. Of course draining just one Hero wasn't enough for her...

But to think she'd take everything. Your power. Your stats. Your life. Everything belonged to her. And you couldn't be happier about it all. It felt so phenomenal...

Ahhh... If your Goddess wanted more, you'd give it to her. You'd give everything to her. Even though you had already been drained of everything, you'd give her even more...

"Such a devoted look on your face. I can feel it, my follower. I can feel it all." Ahhh, the way she described your devotion felt utterly wonderful. You could just-

"GIVE IT TO ME."

Before you had a chance to even silently express your love for her, you were greeted by an impossibility. Her eyes shooting open, revealing their divine glory...

Their deep, almost ravenously dark glory. Like you were staring deep into an abyss. An abyss that was drawing you closer and closer and closer with every breath you drew. An abyss that was sucking everything that even came close to defining you into it...

What... What were you..? What are you? Are you even anything? Are you permitted to be anything?

Questions like those briefly decorated your mind as the eyes in front of you closed. Your Goddess had granted you mercy after taking everything from you. You could only be grateful. If you understood what that meant.

You mimicked a praying gesture. That was the only emotion that was allowed to you. The only thing that you could commit yourself to. Praying to your Goddess.

It was as you began to pray that you began to change. Whatever you had been wearing before was no longer relevant. Not that you truly recalled wearing anything. You just don't recall a sense of shame either.

But the garb you wore now matched the prayer you were conducting. Placing you in flowing yet revealing bondage robes, showing off your androgynous figure without putting too much emphasis on that which had been taken away.

In fact, once you started praying... You couldn't bring yourself to pull your hands apart. Much less even think about stopping your prayer.

All you could do was pray. Pray. Pray and pray. Pray to the Goddess that had taken everything. Everything that was yours. Everything that was you.

But that couldn't be tre. Because nothing belonged to you. Nothing in your life ever belonged to you. Everything belonged to your Goddess. Of course it did. Of course it had always belonged to her. Not a single thing in your entire life, in your entire existence, belonged to anybody but her.

This included the few specks of what you could even still consider your existence. Which was why you were locked in prayer. Why you couldn't do anything except keep praying for her. Locking your eyes shut to the world, shutting out all sound.... All so you could continue this grand prayer...

Ahh... To fulfill your purpose as nothing more than a prayer battery for your Goddess felt good. No doubt the others around you felt the same way.

Not that you had realized that you were suddenly among your peers. It's just that you could feel the prayer they were putting in. The prayer designed to make your Goddess stronger. And thus, further igniting your desire to pray. So that she could be even happier...

The Goddess smiled. You couldn't see it, but you could feel her delight. Just as you could feel the way she kissed you once again.

You and all the others. All letting out one potent cry of pure delight from the reward you all received. The simplest of rewards, the reward that meant nothing at all...

It was what kept you going. Even after she took everything. Even as your Goddess would do this again and again. To many more like you, who were just pulled into this world to be her praying devotees...

You simply kept praying. For the promise of a kiss from your Goddess...

Ahhh, how divine...