Dreaming of an Angry Nature Goddess (Nature Cleric Level 1)

Thea woke to the feeling of tall grass against her naked back. The sun beating down upon her. The cool wind rushing across her skin and making her shiver. Where was she? Glancing around she saw fields of flowers surrounding her. They were of all colours and types. Many she recognised, some she did not and a few that appeared to be from myth and legend. Sitting up, she looked around confused and bewildered. How did she get here? Wherever here was.

She stood up and tried to look around for anything but fields of flowers and could not see anything else upon the horizon. The wind picked up and the grass whipped around her knees. Clouds, suddenly, formed in the sky above her becoming darker and darker. The flowers suddenly looked darker and nastier. Thorns forming along them as they shifted and became shaped like angry mouths. They snapped at her like metal jaws and Thea stumbled about trying to avoid them. The ground shook beneath her and she tripped over, landing in the dirt.

Cracking and breaking open, the earth parted and from it grew a humongous tree right before Thea as lightning crackled above her. From it formed a woman made of bark with twig like hair and fingers. Vines grew around her, giant flowers blooming and forming into clothing that barely covered her curvaceous wooden form. Angry, pink eyes glared down upon Thea as the remaining tree became a throne that she sat back down upon. “Thea Moonblessed… you dare hurt those of my own creation,” she snarled at Thea as thunder boomed and the flowers snapped. “You freed one who would violate my creations, you tread upon land your ancestors had forsaken and you severed my plant servants.”

“Who… who are you?” Thea gasped out as she struggled up onto her knees. There was something about the woman formed out of wood, grown from the trunk of a tree and dressed in nothing more than clothing formed out of flowers larger than her face and vines. Something that Thea could not put her finger on in her terrified state…

“I am Rosetta, Nature Goddess of Plants and the Wilderness,” she said, and Thea’s eyes widened. She had only heard of the Goddess in myths, her image one of a lady grown from oak and clothed in plants. “And you Thea Moonblessed have wronged me. You shall be punished for your actions.”

“Please…” Thea said as the earth shook once more and the heavens opened up with buckets of rain that soaked her to the bone. “Please… I didn’t mean this.” Thea was shaking in fear, tears streaming down her face as the wind blew against her drenched body. Water was rolling off her back, her hair saturated already against her body and wind blowing the rain into her face. “I’m sorry… I just wanted to help and… the pixies… the orc… she looked so helpless…” Thea struggled to speak, trying to yell over the angry thunder as the hardened bark face of the Goddess looked down upon her with distain. “Please… let me make this right!”

“Do you, honestly, think you can make this right? Or do you just think you can apologise and make half-hearted promises to fix things and I will wave it all away?” Rosetta said, her voice in time with the shake of the ground and the boom of the thunder. “Which is it mortal?”

“I…” Thea could not meet those eyes, she cowered before the angry Goddess, her body felt like it was freezing as the blood thirsty flowers snapped ominously around her. “I will do whatever it takes to make this right. Whatever you wish from me. From this day till the day my soul moves on from the prime plane. Please…”

“Fine mortal,” Rosetta said, her words softening as the shaking stopped and the thunder became more distant. The rain still fell lightly, but sunlight was already dimly shining through the clouds. “If you wish to rectify this… you will serve me. For the rest of your mortal life, you will devote yourself to me and in return I will forgive you of this. I will grant you powers and magic to act in my name as one of my clerics but first you must show your devotion… crawl towards my feet.”

Thea pulled herself forward through the mud and water, crawling her way across to the Goddess’ throne. Around her the flowers snapped and bit at her. But she braved them, and they parted. Though like restrained dogs they snarled and growled at her, wanting to break their leashes and tear her apart. But Thea stayed the course and crawled her way to the wood feet of the Nature Goddess. She dared not look up beyond her crossed legs as she leaned back onto her calves. There was mud and wet grass upon her hands, and she was shivering as the cold wind blew upon her back.

“Good… now show me your devotion,” Rosetta said and uncrossed her legs, parting her thighs and revealing an unclad carved pussy beneath her giant rose petal skirt. Thea knew what to do without being told. She scooted forward and leaned her face into the Goddess’ pussy. Her lips touching it and tasting the sweet, honey like nectar that seeped from it. For a woman made from wood her skin was surprisingly soft and warm as her thighs wrapped around Thea’s head and hands caressed through her waterlogged silver hair. “Good work mortal.”

Thea shivered from more than just the cold as the Goddess’ twig like fingers tightened around her wet hair. She pulled Thea deeper into her pussy, that tongue pressing in between those sweet lips. The divine juices tasted like the sap from the vines only sweeter and it filled Thea with a strange warmth within her core. Her head did not spin either as she lapped it up while Rosetta moaned softly above her. The fingers in her hair became gentler and loving, running through it rather than pulling upon it, but her thighs continued to hug her head, holding her in place. As she ate out the Goddess the wind slowly died down, the clouds parted, and the breeze became warm as sunshine glinted down over the wet fields. Even the muted sounds of the snapping plants faded away as Thea concentrated on doing nothing else but pleasing her Goddess.

Rosetta herself was impressed with the mortal’s devotion. Her realm reflected both their emotions and as she relaxed her anger faded and the reflection showed this. For the mortal’s part she could already see the flowers returning to their natural forms as new blooms appeared across her tree turned throne and sprouting out of the ground around the kneeling mortal. Her devotion was more than just trying to get out of a divine punishment. It was as sincere as her apology. Rosetta could see some real potential here. And damn if her tongue did not feel heavenly too.

“By the divine your mortal tongue is talented,” Rosetta praised, and Thea purred into her pussy. “Lick my clit. Lick my clit!” Thea eagerly obeyed her commands as she leaned up and wrapped her lips around the Goddess’ clit. Suckling upon it, licking and flicking at it with her tongue and humming softly. Those wooden thighs convulsed around her as the pussy lips gushed juices into her mouth, down her chin and over her breasts. With a cry that caused the ground to quake once more and a sudden sun shower to fall upon them Rosetta came. Thea was splattered with her divine, syrup like cum, leaving her covered in golden honey. It tasted amazing and felt thick across her body as she was finally released from the leg lock and able to lean back on her calves, kneeling before the Goddess.

“My Goddess…” Thea gasped, trying to regain her breath as she licked her sweet, syrupy lips. “I pledge myself to you.” She threw herself down at the feet of the divine woman she had just brought to orgasm. “In mind, body, soul and faith. I will serve you and enforce your will till the day I die.”

“That pleases me,” Rosetta said with a kind smile. “Almost as much as you have pleased me already. I will accept this. Your first task is to remove these orcs from my lands. They carelessly take from them what they are not owed and **** my plants with wanton destruction. Succeed in this and I shall grant you further powers and responsibilities as one of my clergy. Now awaken renewed and empowered…”

Thea felt her head spin and eyes fall shut as she collapsed forward but did not feel the earth meet her as instead, she awoke, cold, in the dark and still with vines wrapped around her. She pushed down upon the ground and stood up, the vines still hugging her tight but allowing her to stand. As she took in the familiar overgrown riverbed around her the plants around her body began to shift and move about. Some fell away and others grew around her till they formed into some sort of strange living plant armour.

It wrapped tightly around her neck before going down to where it lifted and supported her breasts, barely covering her nipples, exposing her back and midriff as it trailed down and wrapped around her hips, coiling around her ass between her cheeks and cupping her pussy. Pink and purple flowers bloomed along the vines, looking beautiful upon her brown skin. One flower in particular, this gorgeous, large pink and purple flower bloomed upon the vines around her neck. It trailed pink dusty pollen across her and Thea felt a strong connection to a higher power. It was like Rosetta herself was standing right behind her. Thea called upon that connection and almost innately felt a power well within herself as she plucked a familiar small iron key from the ground, and suddenly little vines grew around it before glowing brightly spreading bright light around her and illuminating the riverbed.

There she quickly recovered her yoke, her bow and the remains of her armour and boots. They would normally regenerate with her spirit but with her new abilities Thea merely held the remains of the boots for a few moments before they repaired themselves. She did the same with her armour but only so she could use them to tie her bow to her back along with her yoke. The plant armour she was wearing was already covering her and seemed to be unwilling to release her even if Thea wanted it to.

She pulled on her boots and put the glowing iron key around her neck. Now she was ready to go… but where to? Her spirit had barely recovered enough for her to move. Should she set up camp here for the night and try and recover or move on? Either option could be dangerous for various reasons. There were already pixies and orcs out there. Both knew about this place. And who knew what else was waiting out there, lurking in the dark. What should she do?