Of Pagans and Goddesses

Beare was a beautiful woman on the island of Eire, daughter of a blacksmith and a merchant, never going anywhere without a precious yellow flower in her hair. She had long blonde hair and beautiful green eyes, often wore pretty cute clothes that showed her expertise as a merchant but they were also dirty with soot and sometimes scorched cause of her father's work. She had with her a cart full of goods from the neighboring city and into the village of chieftain. The place was doing rather nicely and she always felt some kind of way walking in. The joy that overcame her when she saw her lover, her precious boyfriend, husband to be, waiting for her at the throne of the Queen of the village. The Queen wore the standard national green robes and had a crown made of vines and leaves showing that she was not only the political head of the city, but the religious head. She was one of the Druids, the sacred leaders of all their religious works and all the ceremonial celebrations and activities. Beare smiled and quickly walked up to great her love, holding his hand and quickly kissing his cheek, making sure that no one saw them. This was Kaelin, her beloved in every way and soon to be betrothed. When the Druids allowed it. She took his hand and slowly brought him to a spare empty storage room for all the wine and everything they were keeping for the celebration tonight.

"You miss me?" He asked sweetly. She shushed him with a kiss to his lips.

"Like the plague," she said jokingly. He laughed and kissed her again, pressing her against the wall and kissing her neck sweetly. She gave a lustful sigh and quievered at his every kiss, biting her lip to contain herself before giving in and moaning. He covered her mouth and kissed her neck again. She needed to stay quiet but she couldn't help herself, every bit of her craving the touch of her lover and begging for more than just a touch.

"H-how much t-time?" She managed to get out before he covered her mouth again and slowly pulled down her tunic. Her breasts spilled out, the milk white beauties dabbed with freckles, rosy red areolae and cute pink little nipples pointed out at Kaelin.

"Just enough." He pressed his lips to one of her breasts and began to suckle them, playing with the nipple with his tongue and even giving little bites. At first the moans were soft and controlled but then they grew louder and more desperate. Her whispers were hard to discern but she moved her hands down to the growing bulge in Kaelin's pants, lightly toying with him and getting moans in response. He lifted his head and met her gaze for a moment before removing his pants. The rush of cool air brushing against his now free erection made him shiver with anticipation, pulling the rest of the dress off his love and gently rubbing his length against her intimates. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him, lightly ruffling his hair. He kissed her neck and continued rubbing against her.

"Oh you f-fuckin..." She managed to get out before they heard the cellar door open. They both froze for a second and looked at the entrance. At the door was Kaelin's mother, Rhiannon, head Druid and the one person they didn't want to see. She had long red hair, lightly curled at the ends and reaching down to just over her breasts. She wore long green robes and carrying a crooked staff with her and syckle at her side. Her eyes were the prettiest of hazel but the look on her face now was of complete malice.

"Clothe yourself boy," she shouted slamming her staff against the ground. Kaelin immediately pulled his pants back on and stepped away from Beare who simply covered herself in shame.

"We were just-"

"I know exactly what you were doing!" She cut him off. "I've told you time and time again to stay away from her and of course you don't listen. What do you find so interesting? We have far better looking women than her in this city." Rhiannon walked up to the naked woman and pulled on her ear. She yelped but didn't dare move against it. "She clearly doesn't know how to follow orders. A poor wife in the making already." Rhiannon released her and slowly started circling her, eyeing her up and down, memorizing every detail of her body. Beare wasn't the biggest woman in town but she certainly wasn't the slimmest. While Rhiannon clearly had the physique of a woman in her prime, a large bust and generous hips, slim body and truly everything a man could want, Beare looked like an incomplete sculpture next to her. The woman towered over her, her shadow making Beare shiver in fear. It was like being stalked by a Wolf. Beare was a chubby girl for her age. Since her mother was a merchant, they had quite a bit of money which meant a lot of food which meant... well fed women. She wasn't fat of course, just a bit bigger than average for a woman in these parts. Her hair reached far down to her backside. Usually her mother braided it but today she didn't have time so the girl walked around with unhindered hair. It was still pretty just minorly unkempt. Rhiannon gave her half a point in her head for having such long hair but it looked very messy to her so it wasn't much of a blessing. She moved the hair out of the way and took a look at the girls pale behind. Oh dear, did she have a lot of junk in the trunk. Rhiannon looked at her son who simply blushed and looked away.

"A big butt. Boys your age often find themselves addicted to such a thing, Aye?" Kaelin gave a sigh but didn't speak and Rhiannon slapped the girls butt. Beare squeaked and covered her backside. Rhiannon moved her hands away and noticed she had a birthmark on her right cheek. It looked kind of like a leaf. If you tilted your head a little. Rhiannon laughed and pinched the leaf mark before walking in front of her. The girl had a bit of a tummy, which she covered briefly before a quick glare made her move her hands. Her gaze fell to the girls intimates and Rhiannon gave a small laugh. Beare had a bare pussy, untouched - it seemed - by any hair at all. Druids placed value in hair of all kinds. The men rarely shaved, and women rarely cut their hair. Women especially loved in over the intimates as it showed maturity. For a girl not to have any means she is young. Childish. Not worth a Man's time. Rhiannon stopped herself from laughing and rose her gaze to the girls chest. While she was a big girl, her breasts still seemed... small. Rhiannon gave a small chuckle and pinched her nipple. Beare squealed and Kaelin rushed in to stop her.

"Alright enough!" he proclaimed standing between the both of them. Beare clung to his back, shivering slightly from the cold of the cellar and frightful of the Queen's next move.

"At least choose a woman with more blessed appeal. A big girl like herself should be bigger in all aspects but she is clearly still a little girl when it comes to her breasts," Rhiannon teases.

"That's enough!" Kaelin yells.

"I suppose I do see some kind of appeal to her." Rhiannon gave a small smile, a brief moment of kindness shining through the visage of malice. "But not enough." Now it's gone.

"Mother-"

"Listen here little girl..." Rhiannon began, moving her son aside and speaking directly to Beare. "My boy is still young. He probably hasn't seen a pair of breasts before-"

"Mother!" Kaelin said blushing slightly.

"-So the first pair he sees will most likely hold some sway over his mind. But I am unimpressed. So here's what we will do. You are to leave. Run home. And never speak to my boy again. Or I shall curse your name and your family line." Beare shivered and leaned down to pick up her clothes but Rhiannon slammed down on the ground with her staff and Beare froze, looking up at the Druidess and seeing her cruel smile.

"But I... There are people-"

"Let's hope you can run fast." Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest but she didn't dare speak out. She simply stood up and quickly ran out of the cellar room. Kaelin looked at his mother in frustration and she simply laughed.

"It'll be fun. Come and watch," she said walking out of the cellar room. It wasn't even remotely fun for Beare as once she left the cold room, she ran right into the main feasting hall, filled to the brim with people drinking and cheering. She screamed and covered herself, her hands flying to cover her breasts and leaving her bare groin in plain sight for all to see. They probably wouldn't have seen her if she didn't scream but since she did, her loud as hell voice drew all the attention her way. There was a bard singing on the table had paused his song and everyone gazed where he did. They were all met with the sight of the chubby girl holding herself in fear, a lot of her naked body still out in the open for all to see. And then the laughing started. Everyone in the dining hall pointed and laughed at the poor girl though some looked like they felt sorry for her. Not enough to help of course but it was something. The bard began to play a song, singing about "The pale beauty, chubby and bare, strolled through the hall, face wrought with despair. Where she runs, I know not where, but she might want to grow some hair." The people laughed even more as Beare ran out of the hall, some of the men slapping her jiggling booty and some of the women trying to cop a feel on her breasts. One kid in the hall reached out and ran his hand across her groin which made her squeal and run even faster, bursting out of the hall and through the town. She had to make it to the forest as that was the way back to her home but she had to streak through town on the way there, of course. While there weren't very many people out tonight - everyone was inside partying - there was still enough people to make Beare embarrassed as all hell.

"Clothes gettin too boring for ya huh? Ha ha!" Said one merchant man watching the girl run by.

"Bye the Gods girl! There are children out! Go put on some clothes!" A woman said covering her son's eyes. No doubt he already saw quite a bit of her.

"Ha! Completely shaven!"

"Get a load of that booty! Damn it's like looking at the moon!"

"Show us them tits girly! Running around bare ass naked, you must want us to see them!"

"What tits? Girl's got nothing up top ha ha!" Beare was completely humiliated as more people made comments on her before she ran into someone she didn't like at all.

"Beare? Why are you... why are you naked? Oh Gods, did mom get to ya? Ha ha ha!" This was Una, daughter of Rhiannon, Kaelin's younger sister and complete pain in the ass. "Cailín nocht(naked girl)! Running through town. Mom must really not like you. Otherworld knows why my brother does. I mean he could have found someone slimmer. Cuter. More endowed," she said laughing and poking Beare's breasts.

"They're still bigger than yours," Beare said giving a small smile. Una's smile disappeared and her face went red, her gaze momentarily falling to her own lacking bust. It was true. While Beare was still a bit under endowed, she had bigger breasts than Una did. "Might explain why men overlook you at the banquets." The look on Una's face was a mix of embarrassment and fury and Beare quickly ran off again into the forest, Una shouted all manner of insults in the gaelic tongue at her. Beare kept running and running as fast as she could before tripping and falling down into a large lake. It was so sudden she thought she was drowning before she stood up and shook her self dry. A small fish had latched onto one of her nipples and she pulled it off, tossing it back into the water.

"What a lucky day I've had," Beare said her eyes beginning to tear up. The sun had fallen below the horizon and now it was nightfall. She continued her drudge through the forest but she couldn't find the road they always used to walk on so she kept running into spider webs and hitting branches which left marks on her pale skin. She tripped and fell down a hill, tumbling rather quickly down before crashing at the bottom. It didn't hurt her too much but it certainly wasn't pleasant. She was covered in dirt and two twigs had been placed in her hair at the top of her head. Almost like antlers. She also had three leaves stuck to her body, two covering her nipples and the third covering her most feminine parts. She laughed a little at that part. Her hair was a huge mess however and she was dirty as can be. She took a deep breath and prepared to walk off again before hearing a gasp behind her. She quickly turned around and blushed briefly to see a large parade of people walking through the dark forest, a few torches to light their way and the Druids leading the walk, Rhiannon and an elder gentleman in charge. The elder man's name was Braden and he often was a bit of a limiter to Rhiannon's actions. Many rumors spread he was her husband but they always denied that. Beare recognized this walk. She had brought them all food in preparation for this night! It was the Ostara Festival! This was the night that everyone came together and worshipped the Horned God and the Spring Maiden. The walk through the forest was the get the people more in tandem with nature and if possible hear or maybe even see the Gods visit and party with them. And right now they all believed they saw a Goddess. Though they were unfamiliar of which.

"Do mine eyes deceive me? A Goddess here? She blessed our festival with her very appearance?" Braden was very excited while Beare was confused. What Goddess? There wasn't one around here. Wait... Her rugged appearance, the dirt covering her body, her body markings, twigs in her hair that looked like antlers... They all really believed she was some Goddess! If she came out and said otherwise, they might punish her for pretending. She had to roll with it for her own safety. Hopefully the real Goddess wouldn't mind...

"I don't recall a Goddess looking so... small." Rhiannon was staring right at her breasts saying that. "Imagined her being bigger in the chest. The mother Goddess has a pair befitting a true Goddess. And this one is awfully... pudgy." Beare was getting really annoyed with people commenting on her appearance. And Braden was in absolute horror at the barrage of insults she had just levied at a GODDESS. The arrogance of this woman...

"Are you speaking ill on my physique, little Druidess?" She asked trying to sound like she had some air of authority. She expected it to fail almost instantly but the look on Rhiannon's face was of complete fear and she lowered her gaze.

"I-I would never my goddess. I meant no disrespe-"

"I happen to believe I look quite attractive. Do you disagree?" Rhiannon shook her head.

"No my Goddess. You are... perfect in every way."

"Oh of course you would say that." Beare looked into the crowd. Surely he was here... There he was! "You there! Kaelin! Come forward." The boy was shocked but hurried to the front of the parade and stood in front of the Goddess. He was slightly taller than her. It was cute seeing him so nervous in front of the naked woman he perceived to be a Goddess, completely unaware she was the woman he loved. "What do you think of my body? Is it pleasing to the eye? Or do I fail to meet the beauty standards?" She was enjoying this more than she probably should but she finally had a taste of power. To make people do what you want. She was loving it. She clasped her hands together and brought in her arms, squishing her breasts together to draw Kaelin's attention to them. His blush grew. She then turned around bent over slightly, Kaelin letting out a lustful sigh and a small tent forming under his clothes. Beare laughed before Kaelin cleared his throat.

"You are the very image of beauty, my Goddess. All are lucky to lay their eyes on one so perfect. But I must ask... what is you names? Our stories say nothing of one who fits your description." Fuck. What name could she give that sounded believable?

"I am... The Horned Maiden, the proven intertwining of my Mother and Father, Goddess and protector of these woods and...protector of the mocked..." She had a plan brewing in her mind. "I have heard from a girl in your town that... some of you have been most unkind. Her name was Beare. And she is a very dear friend of mine." Rhiannon gulped. Kaelin looked at his mother with frustration clear on his face.

"What... What exactly-"

"Have I heard? Quite a bit. But the most offensive to me was stripping the girl of her clothes and forcing her to run home naked! How dare you? Trusted by my Mother and Father to speak to the people and carry out our will! Is this what you perceive our will to be?"

"No my Goddess. I would never-"

"But you did! The girl came to me in tears, a true mess! She told me that no one dared to help her! My parents were furious! This is not the people we protect. Is this what Eire has become? I have come to enact some sense of justice. To bring you all back on track to salvation." Beare did her best not to burst into laughter seeing them all so frightened.

"My Goddess please!"

"We did not know!"

"We simply did what the Druidess asked!"

"My Goddess, punish me!" Braden said stepping forward. "Whatever punishment is to be made, it is my duty to bear it as Druid."

"It is a punishment all will share. Except for the boy Kaelin. I have been told of his kindness and love for Beare and I commend it. No one is to get in the way of it! No one." She looked right at Rhiannon when saying that and them smiled at her. "Everyone... shall be naked for the entire month. Not a single bit of cloth is to touch anyone's skin or I shall curse the land to never grow again for any of you!" Everyone gasped and bickered back and forth about it. To be naked for a whole month? What would the other tribes think? How would they react? Seeing everyone in town completely naked would be the most awkward thing ever! "And the Druid lass will start." Rhiannon looked at Beare with pleading eyes but was urged onward by Braden. She had to. The Goddess commanded it. With a loud sigh and a face red with shame, Rhiannon slowly pulled up the hem of her robes up past her hips. She had nice legs and thighs and perfect child bearing hips. She had a very noticeable bush, not necessarily messy as it was nicely trimmed at the edges, but the bush itself was impossible to overlook. A spot of black placed at the intimates parts of a sea of white. Yes black.

"Ooh. I see red isn't the natural color, eh?" Beare gave a little laugh. Rhiannon grit her teeth and pulled her robes up over her chest, her large milk white breasts bouncing free and as she gave her robes to Braden who had closed his eyes as well as everyone behind her. Those breasts could feed the whole country of Eire. Gods above they were big!

"Oh come now. Beare told me that you wanted your son to have someone with more blessed appeal. I imagine a woman who looks just like yourself?" Rhiannon didn't speak and Beare turned her around to face the city of people behind her. Friends of hers, family too. Strangers and acquaintances, everyone she knew and didn't know now had a great view of her nude body. "This is the body of an abuser of power. The bare naked flesh of a cruel woman. And just as she stands naked here, all of you shall do the same. Feel the shame that a woman of Eire did hours ago. One of you." She slapped Rhiannon's butt and the woman yelped, covering her backside and rubbing it slightly. Beare liked that. The feeling of power spanking the grown woman gave. The people however were slow to do as commanded so she had to do something to move them along...

"For every second you all waste getting undressed, the Druid woman shall be spanked!"

"What?!" Rhiannon cried. No one believed that the Goddess would act in such a way but then Beare grabbed the Druid and slapped her butt hard!

"OWW! My Goddess please!" She was spanked again.

"Everyone hurry!" Braden commanded, rushing to pull off his own robes. But the people were slow to follow, some only removing their sandals and instead just watching as the head Druidess was spanked over and over again, the sound of a spanked bottom echoing throughout the forest. Rhiannon could swear she even heard some laughing.