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God Forced Me to Live as Priestess in Another World for 8 Hours a Day

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Shawn Turner was a lazy, foul-mouthed programmer who spent more time insulting strangers on the internet than fixing his own life. Then, one morning, a Bible appeared in his apartment. He threw it in the trash. It came back. No matter how many times he got rid of it, the book kept multiplying… until it finally spoke. It claimed to be God. And God had a job offer. Shawn wasn’t chosen for his virtue, his faith, or his kindness. He was chosen because he needed redemption. The deal was simple: Serve as God’s messenger in another world and spread His word… or face Hell when his life finally came to an end. But redemption does not come without punishment. In the other world, Shawn is reborn as a priestess, capable of performing real miracles—at a severe physical and mental cost. In his own world, he remains the same man he has always been. Eight hours. That’s the maximum amount of time he can stay in the other world before being dragged back to reality. A double life split between two bodies. A man forced to live as a woman in a land of magic. WARNINGS This story contains religious themes used in a fictional and ironic fantasy context. Expect to find: Temporary gender change (only in the fantasy world) Dual-world narrative (modern world + medieval fantasy) Harem Yuri This is not a religious preaching story. Tags Isekai Dual Worlds Temporary Gender Change Religious Fantasy (Fictional) Dark Humor Identity Conflict Redemption Arc No System I'm waiting for permission to publish this novel on Royalroad too!
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[Updates resume March. Due to exams] [This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”
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