A Goddess Revealed, A Goddess Humbled

You lie there for a time processing everything you had just heard.

You look down over your body and wonder what kind of damage your striped pajamas hid. The stab wound obviously, but you assumed they must have had to do surgery as well. You blink and look around. You were still a bit hazy but you felt you were all there. You didn't even have a head ache. You tilt the back of your bed up higher and wait impatiently for the love of our life.

Your fingers fiddle together nervously as you stare out over a nearby park and make a note on what a lovely day it was. The room goes quiet as Elsie's music comes to its end.

It is then you hear it. Through the door and out into the hallway.

Klok...klok...klok...klok...

The steady, powerful, confident stride of stilleto heels on the hard tile floor. You knew it could only be one person. You shift excitedly in your bed and sit up a bit taller.

Klok...klok...klok...klok...

Your heart damn near leaps from your chest as you watch the door silently swing open.

Klok...klok...klok...klok...

In she strides. Your breath is held, your eyes wide as saucers.

"Goddess!" You gasp.

There she stood. Your big sister. Your Mistress. Your lover. Fiona. Larger than life and better than ever. She pauses, takes off her aviator sunglasses, and waits to let you take her in.

She was now a towering figure of dominant womanly perfection. Over six and half feet tall with her heels. You estimated even in her bare feet she's probably be at least six foot four. Her curves were all there, as flowing and graceful as an Italian sports car. She was ever so subtly thicker however as well. Not stocky in anyway, and her muscles did not show through her smooth pale flesh, but you could sense a physical strength about her that humbled you.

Her stern face was a porcelain mask of stunning beauty. Her full ruby lips painted bright red. Her burning hazel eyes giving you a peek into the inferno within this statuesque calm. She wore...she wore skin tight black leggings that left little to the imagination! Her prodigious bulge was impossible to miss! Her curvaceous hips and ass damn near made you pop wood there and then. She wore a crimson red tank top above it with a black leather vest over top. Her hair was much like you had last seen it but grown out a bit.

After a few moments for you to take her in she asks. "Like it?"

Your mouth wide open you just nod.

"Excuse me?" Her sharp tone brought you back to earth.

"Y-yes...my goddess!"

She nods. "Good boy. Once the virus had run its course and I was restored it seems the original...improvements...had taken root after all."

Klok...klok...klok...klok.

She comes to the side of your bed, opposite from where El had sat, and towers over you. Her eyes scan up and down your prone body. There time seems to stand still as neither of you knew what to do next.

Fiona finally cracks. You watch her wide shoulders relax and look of soul soothing relief wash over her. Leaning down she embraces you, nearly lifting you from the bed. Her larger frame encompassing you like never before. Holy shit was she strong!

"Jesse." Is all she whispers.

"Fiona." You whisper back and wrap your arms around her.

She holds you like that a long, long time. As if the moment she let go she might lose you. You were more than happy to live inside this embrace for the rest of your life.

"I'm okay." You say softly. "I'm okay Fiona."

You feel a powerful shudder run through her body and she hugs you tighter. You feel a pain spring up at the site of the wound but you pay it no mind. "I thought I lost you." She breathes into your ear.

Before you could reply she shifts suddenly and smashes the hardest, deepest, most passionate kiss of your life down into you. You melt in her arms and allow her to have her way. She strokes her long fingers through your hair, sharp nails scraping across your scalp, and she kisses you with the power of a late summer twister.

You are putty in her arms when she finally releases the kiss.

A goofy grin across your face you groan. "Wowwww!"

She lets out a little chuckle and cleans the lipstick from your lips. You lay and watch your sister in awe. She moves her hand to lay carefully over where the knife had entered you. She gazes at it and gets a far away but happy look.

"Love you." You peep.

She smiles and strokes your cheek with her thumb. "My precious boy."

Everything was alright in the world once more. Your soul glowed with an inner happiness you once thought only existed in storybooks.

Fiona's inner light shone right back at you. She straightens back up to her full height and wraps herself in the cloak of invincibility she had walked in with. She was one hell of a sight to behold. Truly a goddess walking the earth. She keeps your hand in hers, squeezing it every so often to let you know your loving sister was still there inside this dark angel. The minutes stretch on as the pair of silently take in each other's company and reconnect on a deep level.

"Elsie told me everything." You finally say. "God, I can't believe what happened. The police. The media. We're fucked. Everything is falling apart."

Fiona finds this amusing. "Is it?"

You look up at her curiously. "Isn't it?"

She licks her lips and studies you for a time. "Mother's world has absolutely crumbled. Her edifice of lies and deceit finally collapsing in on itself as was inevitable. But OUR world? Oh my sweet thing, our world is just beginning."

"Our...world?"

"We need to talk, before the others get here. My boy, my beautiful precious boy. That article on TMZ is our ticket."

"Huh?"

"I admit, it wasn't my plan but...when the world gives you an opportunity you seize it!"

"What are you talking about?"

Fiona laughs and moves her gaze to look out the window and out over the city beyond. "Jesse, we live in a world where dead boring thots with a webcam can actually earn a living. We live in a world where drag queens become household names. We live in a world where no talent cunts like Paris Hilton and the Kardashian's can build empires." Her lips curl up into a wicked grin. "Just wait until the world gets a load of me! They won't know what hit them!"

"You're...kidding?"

She looks back down at you. She plays with your bangs then strokes your beautiful face. "That is...if my prince will let me."

"Your...prince?" You were shell shocked and didn't know how to respond to anything anymore.

"You are mine. I am your goddess. But if my ascendance will make you unhappy...I won't do it." She pets you. "But think about it my love. Fame, fortune, influence. We'll have the world by the balls."

You almost, almost, go along with it right there. Then you remember. "I'm your brother." You sigh dejectedly. "I'd have to be your secret."

Leaning down she kisses you once more. This time tenderly. "Never!"

"Fiona..."

"You are my world you subby little cutie. I am everything that I am because of you. I am so proud of you. I love you so fucking much. I would NEVER make you hide."

"But...we're siblings. People will freak and, I dunno, it's not allowed. People will talk about us, judge us."

She looks at you with a love that brought a tear to your eye. "After almost losing that which I hold most precious, nothing scares me anymore Jesse. Nothing. Unleash your goddess my love, let me reign!"

"Fiona...you're talking crazy."

"I want you beside me every step of the way brother." Her hot breath washes over your face. She locks her eyes with yours. "They already think they know the worst. We'll play with that knowledge. We'll have them begging at our feet like dogs."

"I don't...understand."

"If they ask us about our relationship directly, we deny, deny, deny. But it will be an open secret. We won't deny it in our actions. Think about it my love. Every month some new salacious rumor, and with each titillating hint our fame will grow. Oh people will SAY they are disgusted, but they won't be able to look away. A million men a day will be fapping to my pictures...and yours as well my sweet. The girls will love your cute boyish looks. He he he, like a white K-pop idol. We're fucking gold baby. They won't be able to get enough of us!"

Wow, Fiona was ambitious! You always kind of knew she was, or you suspected, but seeing it fully unveiled was astounding. She had such an infectious confidence. In your imagination you could picture everything going exactly the way Fiona said. With Fiona's looks and shrewd ambition you truly believed she could anything.

"What about the others? Do they know?"

Fiona stands tall again. "Of course not. I wanted to talk to you first." She tightens her grip. "Listen my boy, I love them but they have their own lives to live. Their own choices to make. And we have ours. The secret is out now, I'm not living under Mom's rules anymore." She stands proudly.

You lay quietly looking up at your goddess. It kills you, but you say what is in your heart.

"No."

Fiona was not prepared for that. "Excuse me?"

You look up at her. "No. I can't...do that. I can't live like that."

The wind taken from her sails your sister finally sits on the seat beside you. "What? I don't understand. The money baby, we'd live like kings!"

You smile gently. "I have a goddess to worship. What do I need with money?" She is stunned. "I believe you can do all those things Fiona. I have no doubt. But...I don't want it."

"Baby. Think first."

"I am thinking Fiona." Before she can say another word you take her hand and move it to your belly. "You said...you said that Peg said..." You see the moment of understanding dawn in her eyes. "Fiona, I want..." You swallow hard, barely believing yourself what was about to come from your lips. "I want you to put a baby inside of me. I want a family. I don't want to be a tabloid prince Fiona, I want to be your boy and I...I want to be a...Mom."

Fiona's larger than life persona deflates and you see that **** woman from that one night six weeks ago take its place. A single tear rolls down her smooth cheek. "Oh Jesse. We don't even know if that's possible."

You bring your other hand to your belly as well. Both of your hands holding hers tightly. "I think it is. I hope it is. I pray it is. You saw it, you felt it, I'm different from other boys."

She is staring at your stomach with a conflicted look of...reverence? "Baby, my plans from before, my old life. With the news...that's all gone now. My clients are...well...they value secrecy and discretion. I...I don't have any income baby. I can't look after you. I can't...support a family."

"Fiona, I don't care about money. I care about you! We'll find a way. I am sure we will. We will raise our daughters right. I don't want to be hounded by reporters constantly. I don't want to raise a family in a circus like that. Fiona, you are so...incredible. Whatever you turn your mind to I am sure you will thrive. I know you'll take care of me. I don't need much."

She tries to protest but you press on.

"Besides, I don't like that you have 'clients'. I...don't want to share you. I'm selfish I know but...I want you...I want you to be mine."

"Jesse, I am yours baby."

Seeing you were making headway you shift your approach to press the advantage. "Fiona. **** is serious shit. We are breaking real laws being together. I'm talking prison terms. I don't want us to be taken away from each other."

You see a flash of raw emotion bolt through your sister's eyes. "Nobody will EVER take you away from me."

"I love you Fiona. I am IN love with you. You are my goddess. But even you cannot take on the whole world." You rub her hand in yours. "I don't like it any more than you do, but we've got to hide again. We let this blow over. Stay quiet. Move. Change our identities. I don't know but... If we want to be together we have to figure it out."

"Jesse..."

"Fiona." You think back to the night in the car when you escaped Elsie's ****. "Remember you told me you wanted to be a father. You wanted to take our girls to the beach. You would teach them things. We would travel. A fresh start. Remember?"

She lets out a long breath as her shoulders sag and her head slumps forward. "Of course I remember."

"I want those things too Fiona. I want them with you."

There is a long, long moment as silence fills the room. You honestly didn't know how she would react to this. Holding her hands tight you wait.

She looks up at you, all the godly fire and fury stripped of her and leaving only the very real and very human woman that was your sister at your side. She smiles softly, lovingly, adoringly, and bows her head. "Yes my Prince."

You are near bursting with happiness. "Thank you Goddess."