"Oh, Good morning, Rye!"
The goddess turned her head to peer down at her assistant. Her mostly naked body on full display. Rye's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He kept his eyes down on the floor with his knee bent in a kneel. Her glowing skin made his mind swirl with desire. He could feel his manhood swelling in his pants.
"Good morning, Goddess! I wanted to report what is happening out in the world."
Rye was trying to keep his voice calm and steady, with that hint of cheerfulness he always had honeying his words. The goddess quickly turned her head from her full-length mirror, yet again buttoning her shawl over her breasts.
"Do you have good news for me?"
She rubbed her bright pink lipstick over her plump lips as she rose to stand. She stretched, giving a sigh, before walking over to Rye and placing her hand on his cheek. She lifted his eyes to meet her beautiful, swirling, rose-colored ones.
"Of course, why would I ever burden you with bad news?"
"That is true... Anyway, Rye why have you come?"
Rye lifted himself to his feet, eyeing her curves as he rose. His cheeks grew even redder.
"Ah yes... the fertility festival in your honor has started!"
He handed over the holy proclamation that had been made just earlier that day. Her eyes went wide with surprise as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Oh, I knew you could do it! My lovely boy!"
She nuzzled her face against his as she squeezed him into her chest. Rye felt the warmth of her breasts pushing on him. He wanted to reach up and hold them in his hands, but that was forbidden.
She released her arm, squealing in excitement, before lowering her face to his to kiss him quickly.
"I am so so pleased with you! You deserve a reward!"