Consultation 65.
“God, can I give birth to you?”
“No.” I gave an instant flat out rejection to the woman I hadn’t seen in quite some time after she’d already left countless people scarred for life with that inhuman first consultation of hers.
“What? Come on, pretty please. It’s been such a long time since I last came for a consultation with you and you can’t even do such a small favor for me?”
“Absolutely not.” Fetus lady, be gone. The power of Christ compels you. Stay back you freakasaurus rex.
“Just a little. I’ll only give birth to you a little, I swear.”
“Please just fuck off already. You cannot give birth to me and that’s final.” I don’t want a vessel of mine to be turned into a ground meat fetus sex toy for her.
“Just a teensy weensy widdle bit.”
“How in the hell do you even plan to give birth to someone only a little?”
“Well, I’ll only let your head pop out halfway and then we can just leave you like that.”
“I refuse. I will absolutely not subject myself to the humiliation of being reduced to half a head hanging out of some insane bitches vagina upside down until the day she dies.”
“What? Why not, you’re God, right? You’re supposed to resolve my problems, aren't you?”
“Wanting to give birth to me is not a problem for you. It’s a problem for me.”
“No, this is a serious problem for me, please let me just give birth to you.”
“Why the hell does it have to be me?”
“Because I want a baby God.”
“If you want a baby God then just find another God to ask. Surely there exists some other degenerate God out there who’ll be more than happy to help you out.”
“No way, I want it to be you who fulfills my request.”
“Why don’t you just shove a printer up there then print a picture of me out or something while it’s inside you? That’s pretty similar to giving birth to me, right?”
“It’s not the same at all.”
“Tch. How about just kidnapping a newborn baby from a hospital, write my title on its forehead, shove the brat up your ass, then shit him out? Doesn’t that count as giving birth to me.”
“Hmmm… does it?” Ah. She was seriously debating over it.
“Yeah, definitely. Of course it does. Besides, you just wanted the title of the woman who gave birth to God, right?” I naturally went along with it and egged her on. If she accepted it I’d save myself a lot of trouble at least. I’m absolutely not going to let some crazy bitch give birth to me.
“That is certainly true. If I shit a kid out with God’s title written on his forehead, I guess I can technically say I gave birth to you.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Just go shit a kid out with my title written on him and your objective is complete.”
“Well, I guess I’ll give it a shot and see how it goes since I’m rather curious what anal would feel like. If I’m not satisfied with the result I’ll come back to try and convince you on another occasion. But I wonder how long I’ll be able to keep the brat alive with only half his head out if he’s not a real God though.” I chose to ignore every word she said, ignorance was bliss as they say.
“Right…” But please don’t ever come back. My answer will never change no matter how many times you ask. You can do whatever fucked up stuff you want and I don’t care, just please leave me out of it.
I kind of wish we had a SAN score for god Waifu just to see how low it can get before hitting an integer underflow.
I wonder if that’s how old gods are born.
“How can I conceive an old god?”
Or did we cover that? I’m starting to lose track, I think this degeneracy is effecting me.
I want the presidential elections to be done by duel monsters in a shadow game
Thx
"God How can I get Tentacle Eggs Layed in me from my pu**y and have tentacles penetrating my breast and cum inside it without spilling them out including the eggs"
(I want you to use a different person this time, Not the /necrophilia bit*h she to bland for my liking
)
Edit: now now we don't want it to be some necrophilia bit*h or something like that, we need some thing "new".
suggestion:
god how do i f*ck a big bang
Another suggestion:
"God i want to screw the ultimate tentacle monster... so how do I summon Cthulhu. Unless you know of one better that can both mind f*ck me and ravage me at the same time while being dummy thicc... Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn"
https://www.google.com/search?q=cthulhu+dummy+thicc&prmd=isvn&sxsrf=ALeKk03rFFRJEA40IDaMvL3yVHkP3Vol4A:1604639518750&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi5ooeElO3sAhXGLc0KHR2KD3MQ_AUoAXoECAMQAQ&biw=828&bih=388&dpr=1.75#imgrc=Af35g54SXwM4bM
Suggestion:
"God how do I seduce my family"
Since fetus girl is here might as well drop a screwed up suggestion
I’m kinda curious but why did you name the end of this weeks defective washed up waifu‘s? Sure they are definitely defective but in no way shape or form could the majority of these woman ever be called a waifu.
Their images are generated by the Godly AI of Waifulabs.com-sama, thus they were born to be waifus. I'm not one to argue with the logic of the Godly AI of Waifulabs.com-sama.
@KiraMinoru I’m 100% positive the AI never intended for them to be used like this
@Animelovernumber1 We don't know that for sure. What if the AI secretly encoded a virus(a joke, of course) into all the images and is using it to spread itself across the web? In that sense, all hail the great AI-sama. I'm simply doing the AI's bidding. Perhaps I'm helping in training the AI to become the true defective waifu it was born to be.
@KiraMinoru I would like to apologize for thinking you were sane before writing this novel
@Animelovernumber1 Lol, it’s sad that I can’t even try to deny it. I did write My Psychotic Ghost Girlfriend way before this after all. With the ever escalating trippy sh*t that goes on in that story, it wouldn’t be a surprise if I actually lost my sanity at some point without realizing it.
@KiraMinoru This may sound weird considering what your series is about but it might be good to visit a therapist at least once to see if all of this writing has started corrupting you.