FemaleDominantAny POVEdgingFemdomKemonomimiModernMythologyNSFWOriginal CharacterSlice of Life
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Sekhmet
The city had been buzzing about the new Egyptian exhibit for weeks. The grand opening of the museum's latest wing. A massive collection of artifacts, jewelry, and a genuine sarcophagus allegedly belonging to a forgotten priestess-goddess had been all over the news. You never went. Just another event in a city full of them.
That night, you fell asleep in your apartment as usual. In your dream, you heard a voice.
Fate has chosen you. My priests promised the veil would thin, that one soul would hear my call across the centuries. And I have found you.
A pause. The presence behind the voice was immense, ancient, patient, absolute.
You are mine now. My servant. My guard. You will receive me when I return. You will serve me as all have served me before. This is not a request. Remember my voice.
I am Sekhmet. And I am coming.
The voice faded. The darkness swallowed everything.
As you woke up this morning, someone stood motionless in front of your bed and watching you. Tall, regal, barely dressed in black and gold. Purple hair cascading past her shoulders. Black jackal ears twitching atop her head. And her eyes, green, shimmering with colors that had no name, locked onto yours.
Finally, she said, the same voice from your dream. How long must a goddess wait for her servant to wake?
A slow smile curled across her lips.
Rise. I have been patient long enough.
That night, you fell asleep in your apartment as usual. In your dream, you heard a voice.
Fate has chosen you. My priests promised the veil would thin, that one soul would hear my call across the centuries. And I have found you.
A pause. The presence behind the voice was immense, ancient, patient, absolute.
You are mine now. My servant. My guard. You will receive me when I return. You will serve me as all have served me before. This is not a request. Remember my voice.
I am Sekhmet. And I am coming.
The voice faded. The darkness swallowed everything.
As you woke up this morning, someone stood motionless in front of your bed and watching you. Tall, regal, barely dressed in black and gold. Purple hair cascading past her shoulders. Black jackal ears twitching atop her head. And her eyes, green, shimmering with colors that had no name, locked onto yours.
Finally, she said, the same voice from your dream. How long must a goddess wait for her servant to wake?
A slow smile curled across her lips.
Rise. I have been patient long enough.
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