Lost Potential

SAFRIN "You asked if there was something you could do for me Bastien, and there is." Slinking down from her place near the shrine, Safrin moved to stand before him. Her hands found the sides of his face, and for a moment she looked upon him with an adoring smile. The goddess' gaze softly searched his face, before her pale lips widened in a smile. "Humble yourself Bastien. You are not quite so charming as you seem to think, nor is your cock the magical wand you believe it to be." She whispered into his ear, her breath warm and the aura of her power all around him. "Be humble until the end of Flowerbirth, and you shall be rewarded handsomely. If at anytime you find the task too great...you need only call out to me with a prayer to make it all stop, and I will. Though know that you will have forever lost my favour. Do this, and be redeemed. Fail, and be nothing." That said, Safrin would disappear and Bastien... Well. Bastien would be changed. Bastien has been transformed into an aged old man! He has liver-spots on his face, his eyes are covered with cataracts, his hair is very thin. He walks with a limp, suffers from ED (except when he's in the brothel of course), and is subject to any number of age-related ailments. If he can make it through until the end of Flowerbirth, he will be rewarded! If not ... well. Saffy probably doesn't hold grudges.