Goddess of Plenty

Rhea felt like her whole body had been set on fire as she groggily emerged from simultaneously the best and worst night's sleep she had ever had.

Yet, as she threw her bedding off her, she let out a yelp as she saw just how wet her bedding was. "What the actual fuck?" She murmured to herself, having not realized how horny she was.

The sound of footsteps walking down the corridor a moment later filled her with panic as she did not want to be accused of wetting the bed. She was 21 fucking years old for heavens sake.

After tearing off her bedding and scrunching it all up into a big ball on her bed, she let out a sigh as she then heard a familiar clicking sound and she turned to see her mom at the door.

"Ah, I see you're up already, darling." Her mom said in her usual voice as she stared at the horrid mess that was her bedroom, before her eyes then became weird as she stared at Rhea herself.

Noticing this, Rhea asked, "Mom?"

"Y-yes?" Her mother asked in an odd, slightly meak, tone.

Concerned, Rhea asked, "Mom is something wrong? Do I have something on my face? Is that it?"

"No!" Her mother then shouted in response before calming herself, "No, you're just... perfect."

"Uh... thanks mom." Rhea responded awkwardly, the praise making her happy but also kind of weird as the way her mom had said it was not at all ordinary.

A brief interlude of silence fell over Rhea's room as her mom just stood there in the doorframe. Before, at last, her mom broke it by asking, "Is there anything I can do for you, Rhea?"

"Um..." Rhea mumbled, "No?"

At her words, her mom seemed to return to normal as she nodded, her usual cheery smile back on her face as she said, "Alright, then I best go wake your brother up, huh?"

"Sure thing mom." Rhea replied, a bit confused at what had just happened with her mom. But, she had other matters to attend to and with her brother still asleep, now was the best time.

Rhea chucked on a haphazard outfit, then grabbed all her bedding and booked it down to the basement where their family had the washing machine and drier.

She quickly shoved her fluid covered bedding into the wash with a tablet, then turned it on with a sigh. Hoping that she could brush off any questions later with some bs excuse.

Yet, as she was about to leave the basement, she heard the familiar sound of a man whistling and she cringed as her older sister's ass of a boyfriend appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

However, instead of shooting off some dumb condescending comment like he usually did, the guy fully stopped dead in his tracks the instant that he caught sight of Rhea.

So many emotions that Rhea had never seen in the man's eyes suddenly flooded into them as the man fell to his knees, his whole body shaking with... with... reverence?

If that hadn't made Rhea feel weird, the man's next words sent a shiver down her spine.

"Goddess?"