Birth Of A Goddess Ch 02

The next morning my mom fixes an amazing and huge breakfast. She makes us all pancakes, eggs, sausage and bacon. Everyone is happy and smiling, but the normal chatter is missing and they are all oddly quiet. My parents periodically look at me and smile. All four brothers keep sneaking glances at me and smiling too. They probably realize I am about to be gifted too, just like them, though I am not sure what it all means. I squirm and feel a flood of warmth in my panties, which I already had to change once this morning because I soaked them during the night after soothing my aching button. I was worried now the chair would be wet since I wasn't wearing anything else to cover my bottom. I was also a little worried about this wetness problem. They would get so wet, but yet it was not yellow with urine. I would have to bring it up to Mom. It had started happening more and more. I hope it is nothing concerning.

After the table is cleared and we have loaded up the dishwasher, Mom takes me by the hand and leads me down the hallway to her bathroom. My brothers have vanished somewhere, but I assume they are off to play video games or get on their computers. You know, nerdy boy hobbies.

As we walk into the bathroom, I notice the blinds are closed and the overhead light is off. Someone had lit candles and placed them all around the room and around the garden tub, which was filled with warm sudsy water. I could already feel the heat radiating from it from where we entered. I look closer and there are rose petals in the water. I can smell the gentle floral fragrance. It is so elegant.

I look at her with tears in my eyes. "Is all this for me, Mom?"

"Yes, it is Baby Girl. Today is your special day. You are special to me and to us all, and I want to help you prepare for your sacred and special day of all days."

I am overwhelmed with emotion and all the love that I feel. I stand there as she slowly removes my sleep tee and panties. I imagine myself a queen or a princess of old that had ladies' maids to help them do everything. As she removes my clothes slowly and methodically, I suddenly realize she had on a beautiful lace robe and flowers in her hair. In all the nervousness of the morning it didn't even register in my brain how dressed up and beautiful she was.

"You look amazingly lovely, Mom." I praised her as she took my hand and guided me to the tub and helped me get in, taking such great care so I would not slip and get hurt. I settle in to the luxurious bubbly heat and lie my head back on a small lavender-scented pillow. I relish the feeling for a moment, opening my eyes to see my mother disrobing.

I know the confusion registered on my face but she said she didn't want to get her robe soaked as she wanted to help bathe me for my cleansing. She then directed me to lie back and relax as she kneels in her naked splendor by the tub. She takes a washcloth, dips it into the water and slowly takes one of my feet, massaging it and then the other, also washing them and then working her way up.

She slowly bathes my stomach and my breasts, almost caressing each one, so delicately. I sigh happily at the feeling. I feel warmth growing between my legs and I still don't understand it. I lean my head back again and slightly moan.

"You have such a beautiful body, as well as a beautiful spirit, my girl. I am so proud of you." I thank her with a relaxed sigh.

She leans over and brushes my lips with her so lightly. My lips attempt to reach back out to hers but she pulls away. "That is just a blessing kiss, your father is the one to give you the true Kiss of Blessing." I continue to lay there enjoying the bath.

Continuing to wash me she cleanses my shoulders, my chest again, and then has me lean forward to scrub my back. She washes my face with a sweet-smelling foamy soap and then rinses it. She then startles me by climbing in the tub, sitting behind me and basically straddling me from behind with her legs to either side of me. "It will be easier to wash your hair this way, Baby," she says softly, as I feel her breath flutter across my ear. I shiver a little from the feeling.

She lathers up my hair and starts massaging my scalp. It feels so good to have Mom's touch and to be so snug like this. The scalp massage increases my feelings of relaxation. I am being pampered to the moon and back!

Speaking of back, I definitely feel her wet plump breasts pressing against my back, which causes a tingle to course through my body. Again, I relish this closeness and how amazing it feels to be pampered. She reaches for a cup to rinse the shampoo out of my long hair. She then sets the cup back down and pulls back to lay me against her bare chest and wraps her arms around me. "Oh, Baby Girl, time with you is amazing. I am so happy to be a part of this. I am so honored I was chosen to be your life-giver.

I lay there up against her as she just holds me and traces her fingers along my stomach, my chest, and my breasts. She tells me she can't believe this is the last moments I will be a little girl, and before the sun goes down, I will be a woman just as her, but that she is so proud. She says I will always be her Baby Girl on the inside, and kisses my cheek softly.

She continues to trace my nipples, which I now notice have become hard and pointed unlike their usual state of softness. I ask her why that is and she tells me it is because my body is happy in this moment, and then she pinches them lightly. I inhale sharply at how electric this simple touch made me feel, and then she tells me that there is one last place to cleanse before the gifting preparations are completed.

I ask her what is left, although I have pretty much guessed. But somehow it made me tingle to think of her explaining it. She tells me it is the most sacred place of my body, the portal for life to be brought forth, and how I must always care for it well. I nod in understanding.

Mommy directs me to get on my knees, while still in the tub, with my elbows propped on the side. I immediately do so as I totally trust my Mom in everything.

She takes another bottle from the side of the tub and squirts something creamy onto her hands, and then takes some of it and places it on my mound of pubic hair. She rubs and massages the dark brown curls, sometimes twirling her fingers in it. My body keeps growing ever warmer. She spreads my legs a little further apart and then gently puts two fingers down lower into me, dipping into my labial folds. She rubs the spot that always feels so good and I gasp softly and my legs start to shake. She apologizes and says she has to make sure all is healthy and clean, after all it's the portal for new life to enter and be created.

"I understand, Mom. It's okay. It feels good actually...really, incredibly good."

She chuckles and then washes me lower even further. I really gasped then as I felt two of her fingers slightly enter my womb. Now I am not fully educated yet on the process of sex, but I have studied the female anatomy and reproduction that happens within the female body, but yet my knowledge was extremely limited due to our beliefs in the appropriate time for training. But I couldn't believe how good her fingers felt. I actually had the sudden urge for her to go deeper and do it again, but she only did it a little and then splashed water on me to rinse the soapy suds away.

Mom then took some more creamy soap, warming it in her palms and placed her hands on my butt cheeks, spreading them slightly as she rubbed me down. She then pinched my right cheek as she giggled. I giggled too. She then rubs my cheeks some more and warns me that what she does next may startle me a bit. She then takes her wet slippery right hand and slides it into my crack and starts gently working the soap all over. Then very, very tenderly she takes one of her soapy fingers and slides it incredibly slow and gentle into my anal canal.

She was absolutely right, as I was not expecting that. I wasn't sure I was too happy about it yet either, but as long as she slipped it in nice and slow, it felt kinda awkwardly nice.

After she gently pulled her finger out, she then splashed me again with water to wash away the soap. She sighed and declared she couldn't believe what a magnificent girl that she and my father had created. I blushed.

Mom stood up and took my hand and had me stand too. My legs felt a little shaky after the intensity of bath time. She sat me down on her stool in front of the vanity and started towel-drying my hair. She then piled my wavy long locks on the top of my head, pinning them with bobby pins. She then placed a sweet little red rose headpiece on my head. I admired it in the mirror.

"Oh, Mom, you have made me look like such a Princess!" She just smiled happily and rubbed a sweet-smelling lotion all over me. Smelled like strawberries and cream, which she knew was my favorite scent, as well as my Daddy's. I told her how much she was truly spoiling me. She laughed and reminded me how this is such an important time that changes the direction of the rest of my life, and I deserved to be spoiled from here on out.

I couldn't help but stare at her still naked body whenever I could catch glimpses in the mirror or when she was directly in my line of vision. I felt an odd sensation knowing I once suckled on those beautiful breasts for my nutrition. Even now I felt my mouth water. Then looking at her furry mound, it made my own feel warm. I was in awe that was the entrance to the magical portal from where I had entered the world after being created and transitioning out of her protective womb. I wanted to be near it again, and here I was transitioning again.

I was just about to reach out to touch it but she interrupted my trance by announcing, "It's your time for your gift my love."