The goddesses plaything

"Oh man, my head..." I reach my hand up to my head to help stop the pounding, and when I do, I brush something furry and freeze. I open my eyes and see a small, soft looking arm with no hair, then when I move my arm, I see my small, soft looking hand. A child's hand and I realized, I'm a child again. After staring at my new small hand for a few more minutes, I try to sit up. That's when I notice the bed I'm laying in looks like one for a pet. It's small and round and lying on the floor.

Before I made it off the bed, a woman in a elegant white and gold full dress came into the room. She had black hair with grey coming in and light blue eyes. When she seen me and I seen her, we both stopped and stared at one another for a few seconds. 

"What are you doing awake, Kitten. I thought I told you to go to bed and sleep. Now, do what you're told before I spank you again." Said the lady with a stern voice. 

"So you think I'm actually going to ..." I started talking back but noticed something wrong about my voice. I put my hand up to my throat, but instead of skin, I grabbed a thick metal band with a lock.

'So this boy was a slave?' I thought to myself before the lady gets angry with my back talk and starts walking towards me.

"I guess Kitten really does need a spanking for talking back to me." She says.

"I refuse to be a slave." I say and try to yank my collar off. I felt something weird and uncomfortable for a moment, but then I heard something cracking, and then I felt a release of pressure from my neck. I brought the collar down to look at it and seen a metal collar with a red gem in a lock that was cracked and broken.

The lady stopped and stood there with a shocked look on her face. "Those aren't supposed to break." She whispered just loud enough I could hear it.

While the lady stood there, something weird lit up my vision.

I reached up and grabbed my head from the bursting headache I received.

"You're not Kitten, are you?" She asks with a shakey breath.

"You're going to have to give me a little bit on that. The memories are there, but I need to go through them." I answered her, honestly not expecting her to believe me. Then she walks the last three steps to me and hugs me. The look on her face and my ongoing headache keep me from reacting.

"Thank you, goddess, for letting me keep Kitten." She says softly into my ear.

"I will not be your property, slave, or pet." I say while gently pushing her back. The feeling of all of my strength is frightening. Knowing that if I push too hard, I might kill her on accident is scary.

"That is not what I meant, Kitten." She then picks me up and walks to a couch sitting down with me in her lap.

"Let me tell you my story. Ten years ago, my father chose a suitable man and had us married. He was not very good looking and I was far from in love with the man. He was only with me out of obligation. But I tried to have an heir with him but for three years nothing happened. So we went to the church for a reading, and we found out that I have a blessing that lets me use magic more easily and prevents status effects. Apparently, being pregnant is a negative status effect. After that, I was so bad emotionally that the doctors thought I was going to die. My husband at the time was trying his best for me, and after several attempts to help, he gave me you. You were the most adorable thing I had ever seen. After that, I recovered and started raising you. My husband left me to my own devices and now has several other women who attend him. Now, I spend all my extra time here with you, raising you as my own daughter." As she finished her story, she was rubbing my head, which I will not complain about if she decides to continue with.

"Then please explain why Kitten was wearing a slave collar." I started to say but then almost shouted out upon realizing the last word of her story. "Did you say Daughter? As in, I'm a girl? I'm now a girl?" I looked down at myself for the first time since being in this body and seen that I was, in fact, wearing a short pink dress with flowers on it. My hand shot down to my crotch on its own.

"Hehehe...After all that, being a girl is what gets you. Ok, so the reason for the slave collar is that it was already on when I received you. They grow with the wearer and don't come off or aren't supposed to." Lora said, the woman whose name I finally remembered?

"That Goddess must really be screwing with me." I said dejectedly.

"So Kitten, now that I've answered all your questions, can I have someone do a status reading on you?" Lora asked while stroking my head.

"While I don't think that's a good idea, if you want to, then ok." By this point, I was almost entirely lost to the pleasures of head pats and ear scratches.

Lora pics up and rings a silver bell that was sitting on a side table next to a few others of different colors.

"Yes, mistress." Announces a maid as she walks into the room.

"Isabel, bring Michael here for me. Wake him up if need be." Lora told her.

"Yes, mistress." Replied Isabel as she left the room.

"Now let's get you presentable for company." Lora says and pics up a gold bell and rings it.

At that moment, two maids enter. "Yes, mistress." They say in unison.

"Kitten here needs to be presentable for a guest. Get her ready for me, will you? Something cute will do nicely." Lora instructed them.

I paled at the thought of me being put in something cute, considering what I was already wearing. "Hold up, I don't think I'm ready for this yet."

Lora put her hand over her mouth to hide the smile.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way little Kitten. Hehehe." One of the maids says to me with an evil grin.

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Will try to post a new chapter atlest once a week. No promises though