It's been days since you passed the test to become one of Iris Heart's Shares slaves. Due to your extremely high Shares generation, you were a total no-brainer for the position. Every single day since then, you've proudly remained in your cell in Planeptune's Basilicom, only coming out when your Goddess requests it. She has taken servings of Shares from you multiple times a day, perhaps a bit too eagerly sometimes, but you've proven instrumental in raising her power above the other Goddesses.

You were dozing off, seated back against the cell's wall, your wrists and ankles chained when you hear the telltale sound of a pair of high heels approaching. You instantly perk up, as well as your Shares dispenser between your legs automatically getting hotter and harder.

On the other side of the iron bars, Iris Heart sneers down at you, her glowing magenta eyes contrasting sharply with the dim light. Her smile practically bares her fangs. "Ahhh~" She croons. "My newest slave has been conditioned quite well, I see," she says as her gaze levels upon your rapidly growing Shares dispenser. It's true...she managed to train this part of you to get excited just at the sound of her approach.

She flicks her wrist, a mote of purple light floating from her hand to your cell's lock. The iron-barred gate opens, allowing her entry. She approaches your seated form, looking down at you, licking her lips in anticipation. "Oh my...how I crave this," she practically growls the words out, one hand squeezing her own breast in excitement. The Goddess is clearly in need of a fix. "Be a good boy and let me take what I want," she whispers in a low, foreboding tone as she squats down to your level, her hands reaching for your lap.