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You see the Goddess' satisfied expression in the reflection of the pool. Her chin rests against one of your shoulders while her arms coil possessively around your waist. A tiny trickle of milk spill from the still hard nipples pressing against your back, the droplets warming in the heat of your shared afterglow. She coos appreciatively as a clawed finger trace the outline of your abs and on instinct your muscles become taut, further defining your impressive physique. Leaving your torso she gathers your loose hair, dividing it into three sections before taking a step back to extend it to its full length. Closing your eyes, you could almost imagine it was a regular night-out and with your best-friend, not the Goddess weaving your hair into a braid.

“Already prey is on your mind. I can sense your eagerness, young huntress.” You pause at her words, trying to figure out when the memories of you watching a horror movie and sitting huddled together on the couch had shifted to a sapphic scene with you and Alexis entwined in a lustful embrace instead. It was a far better image, but Alexis would need convincing of that.

“She's untainted by the false pleasures of humans. Only during the hunt will she accept her true self.” No longer the voice of a young woman, yet undeniably feminine with its husky, resonant tone that demand the attention of those around it.

“Yes, my daughter. Now, stay still. It's been a millennium since I last did this.” She huffed, irritated for having to redo a knot. Even Goddesses became lonely it seemed. “Tell me of the world, I've been imprisoned here for far too long.”

Nodding, you began to explain. She seemed particularly interested in the advancements of technology and the internet, her mind churning with the possibilities of spreading her faith online but she listened equally attentively as you talked about politics, celebrities and the everyday life of most citizens, including your own. With your new outlook retelling the events that had shaped you while enlightening was also strange. Somewhere the haze that had gripped your mind when you had entered her realm took you and followed by the same sense of wrongness while she whispered secrets of the world beyond the one you had until recently called your own. Your new knowledge recoil from a conscious understanding, only available for a moment before slipping away again. Those you vaguely understood to be about nature, demons and beasts seemed clearer, perhaps due to your connection to the Goddess.

Satisfied with the completed braid, she released her grip and let you loose on the world.