Moon Goddess - Bathing (Patreon)

(Note on the WIP polls: Nicky did win! I did realize the poll wasn't entirely fair, so I will have an upcoming solution everyone will hopefully be happy with. I'll tell more about it when I have finished the Nicky WIP.)

A direct follow up to her previous scene, Gweyir is getting help washing her body at the bathhouse! In that post I mentioned that I didn't have any complete stories, well... that was partially true. It isn't complete with a proper setup, structure and payoff. BUT turns out there are some written stories I did do, and they work pretty well on their own! So while I'm not able to tell a finished story with this, I hope this will at least be engaging to read and perhaps inspire some to take these ideas into their own project.

As for now, both this scene and the previous (which has just been updated) now have a story attached to them! I did a quick proofreading but they should be mostly fine.

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Despite all of her bickering, all of her protesting about how she can wash herself and that her servants/assistants should not focus on her, she couldn't deny that it felt absolutely delightful. The water flowing down her body, enveloping the entirety of her enormous stomach. That little bit of water collecting in the dip between her cleavage as the heavy curve of her belly had a slight downwards slope as it merged with her upper chest. Each time, the water bounced against her breasts that were pushed sideways to make room. While she was collecting prayers and growing, the gravid girl used to hold them together easily when crossing arms. However in the final stages, one would need a second pair of arms to be able to contain the soft yet full breasts.

"I told you it's fine..." Gweyir quibbled still, but none of the two servants responded. Their role within the temple was to tend to the visitors, the wishes of the higher council and of course to serve the Avatar of their Goddess, the Moon Goddess. They were trained to be obedient and only speak whenever it's absolutely necessary. In trade they were given residence within the temple and access to lavish food. Ever since the storm ravaged the lands and nearly destroyed the temple and all its traditions, they had to disregard some steps in their education.

"You've done a phenomenal effort collecting the prayers from all the people for the Moon Goddess. Making absolutely sure your body is in pristine shape is the least we could as assistants." The servant pouring the water stated.

Rhinvi smiled as the Avatar's tense expression relaxed for a brief moment. Out of the servants, of which there weren't many of, Rhinvi was the most talkative one. Additionally also the one with the strongest bond to the Avatar. Not just as someone to serve, but also as a best friend in a very strange environment to Gweyir as the new Avatar.

"Thanks. I think..."

"You should be extremely proud. From what I’ve collected, our previous Avatar reached your size four pregnancies in. Your natural talent is going to help our Goddess improve the lands and the lives of all of us."

"Natural talent... to be as big and heavy as possible?"

"Of course, not everyone is suitable to the role. Some are incapable of growing big enough, wasting a lot of time and prayers. While others don't store the prayers very well, needing a lot of prayers to become bigger than life. Fortunately, you are extremely blessed in both of these fields."

The other servant was still silently brushing away at her long, lush colored hair. Gweyir in her entire life has never seen a single soul who shared her pink hair color. She has heard rumors about a magic race with those traits, but her limited knowledge has left her mostly in the dark. Due to her nature raising up, she was very reluctant to ask around. Potentially asking the wrong questions.

“How do I even know when I’m... when it’s all ready?”

“Ah, but you’re all ready.” Rhinvi leaned in, caressing her heavy stomach. “All we have to do is wait for the lunar eclipse, which happens three times a year- or twelve lunar cycles.”

“And that’s... when the goddess comes?”

“Exactly. From what I have gathered, your body will tell you exactly when its time. We’ll help you get to the top of the temple and prepare everything for you to receive your calling. That’s when the goddess speaks to you and helps you to carry out her wishes.”

“Whoah... speaking to a goddess?”

“Yes! Aren’t you excited?”

The girl nodded heavily. “Of course! Gosh, I wish they would’ve told me sooner!”

“My apologies. Perhaps I went out of bounds by telling you excess information. Info which they deemed unfit or inappropriate for you to know.”

The pregnant lady shook her head. She reached out to stroke her forearm with the back of her fingers. “I disagree, this has been really helpful. Thank you Rhinvi.”

"Hphm... I still don't understand how that works..." She muttered back.

"I'll try to explain once more." The talkative servant cleared her throat. "Each living being has life-force flowing through their body. Expend all of it, and they are fatigued until they've rested. But we always have excess life-force within our bodies, and we give that to our goddess through praying."

"Okay... So how do you pray?"

"It's very simple. You sit down into a comfortable position and pose. Clear your mind, then imagine... giving power to your representation of Moon Goddess with the Avatar, being you, as target."

"You keep saying representation during these explanations but..."

"Ah. Well, you see... It's what someone thinks our Goddess looks like. We can't know for sure, nobody has seen her in person. We don't even know whether or not she's a person, but it helps some to pray to imagine her as one."

"What I think she looks like... How does yours look like?" She looked up to her. The servant pondered, looking up at the night sky.

"Hmm... I often imagine her sitting on a sea of clouds, scant clothing covering her beautiful body. Her hair flowing around her. At least ten times larger as us, so she literally looks over us from high above."

"Huh..."

"But you don't have to pray, dear Avatar. A large portion of your life-force is spent maintaining your pregnant form. That is your destined method of giving your part to our Goddess. This is also why you take regular baths in the bathhouse, as lifeforce-infused water flows here giving you all of the life-force you require."

"So if I didn't, I would be very tired constantly?"

"Correct. I believe it would even jeopardize your health and your pregnancy, and we can't afford to have either one of those happen."

"Jeez! If you guys told me that before I wouldn't have been so resistant back then!"

"But we did." The other servant spoke. "But you wouldn't listen."

"Hphmm... sorry..."

"Please. Don't worry about it, please spend your energy on your brood."

"Fine. But one more question... How do you know so much and why are you telling me all this only now?!"

"It is part of our training to know the history and its events. To help us make the right decisions for the Goddess and our people. And lastly... you never asked."

Gweyir threw her arms up in the air in a brief fit of frustration. They dropped down to her sides, slapping against her plump thighs.

"Well... then I've got a lot of catching up to do, huh?"