A Bunch of Surprised People at a BBQ

The Emerald Goddess, or perhaps degraded down to the Malachite Maiden had seen the shocked faces of about half a dozen people, a few men from grey haired to mid-twenties, a teenaged boy, and several middle aged women.

She could smell the char of meat and the cooking of flesh.

She could feel their eyes on her, even as she stirred groggily.

"Uhh. are you alright?", one man asked.

"Where did you come from?', inquired the teen.

"Why are you naked?!", interrogated an aghast woman, older than Lauren.

In the impact, what precious little of her goddesshood she had retained vaporized, even her womanhood seemed robbed. She was flat-chested, hairless, puny.

She was easily the shortest person in this group of strangers, naked, and wet near her own neighborhood.

Cupping her privates, drops dripping from the cleft of her vulva Lauren tried to rise to her full height, and then on her tip-toes, and asked as authoritatively as she could, "Can I uhh...get a towel?", dying in a squeak, her booming voice gone.