Yes

Something about this wisp spoke 'freedom' to you. You decided to follow it. If you were a mere mortal the trek would've been harrowing, but with you assortment of arms and legs it was easy. Cliffs were climbed, ravines crossed, canyons traversed. The more you followed the wisp, the more mysticism and magic you could feel in the air around you. The environment was rocky and dead, but for some reason, you knew there was something more to this, as if it were just a mask, a facade.

Before long, the wisp dissapeared into a tall crack in the mountain. The crack was narrow, but your body poured into it like sludge down a funnel.

And then light, and life.

Like a womb in the mountain, you found yourself in a massive cave. It was bright as daylight, and the verdant green that clung to almost every surface dazzled. There were deer, as well as other critters. They looked at you with fear behind the glassy surfaces of their eyes, but they remained calm. There were even a few of the 'almost human but not quite' folk. Elves. They watched you most of all with golden stares.

The wisp you were following suddenly zipped ahead. It then spun and played around a gargantuan bulb that dominated the center, and when it reached the apex, it went inside. All living things, with the exception of you, bowed their heads in revenance as the bulb slowly and gracefully opened up and unfurled its petals.

You were in the presence of a goddess.

For the first time in your short existance, you felt dwarfed and small. She was massive. Her breast alone was as large as your body, and she had two of them. Out of her nipples waterfalls of life poured out, pooling as ponds on the ground, from which animals drank and bathed in. Her hair, golden like wheat and intertwined with violet vines, creeped on the ground like roots. Her skin, brown as bark yet impossibly smooth and soft, radiated with energy. Her belly was pudgy, and her hips were like small hills. She sat crosslegged, and she smiled softly with her lips.

"Ah the Avatar of disgust, the amalgamation of flesh. You poor thing. I thought perhaps we wouldn't have to meet again, but I suppose fate likes to repeat itself." She sighed, her breath comfortably warm. She arched her body backwards slightly, one hand brushing her hair as the other parted the lips of her vagina. Out from inside squeezed out a fawn with silver fur, speckled with golden spots, two nubs protruding from its head. It took a moment to shake itself clean, before it skipped off to join its flock. "Mmmm, yes, we've met many times before, though I suppose for all of you it's the first time. I am Freiaphrodites, Avatar of living, guardian of all the animals of the land, birds in the sky, fish in the sea, and thinking beings of all three as well. Life, ****, and rebirth is my domain. So tell me, why are you alive again, hm? Who mimicked my work this time?"

You hesitated, but words started to flow from all your mouths. "M-masssterr..."

"Ah yes. Him. The Dark Lord. You poor, poor thing. But I sense you've broken free of his dominance, even if just a little. That's not an easy feat." She patted your body. "You were stolen from me, you know, thousands of little lives that have been denied rebirth, that should've been my sons and daughters, all packed together so tightly into such a small body. You poor thing. You seek freedom from your painful form, and I will grant you it, but only if you choose to, for refusing is freedom also. If you accept, I will set you free as beasts, birds, fish and men. You will live in my domain, and worship me, but otherwise be free to do what you desire. If not, you will be free to go, and free to live how you are now, until we inevitably meet again. But know this; you will never be truly, completely free, since you will always be linked to him, like a child to their mother." She began to humm, bringing chirping songbirds to nest in her bushy eyebrows.

Unsure. That's what you felt. Fear also, and desire too. But unsure most of all. It's not as if all of you wanted to be this way, but something held you back from the final decision. Was it one of you, or someone else that thought this way? And if you accept, you won't really be free anyway. Her follower, yes, but more free than his ****. It'd be nice not to have so many conflicting thoughts finally. But perhaps that's what made all of you, you.