Goddess Tricked Me into a Breeding Mission (And I Love It)

The sun was already low in the sky, but they were still at it. After evening falls Lys, Elara, and Mira had finally finished cleaning all the wolf pelts. The big skins were now properly scraped, washed, and stretched out to dry on wooden frames beside the door. The air smelled of wet fur and soap, but everyone felt tired and satisfied.

Elara wiped sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. Her dress was damp and stuck to her body. "Ugghh. Finally done. These pelts took forever. I’m covered in sweat and dirt."

Mira stretched her arms above her head, making her slender body look even longer. "Me too. Ohh, my back hurts. Let’s go bathe before it gets dark. I don’t want to cook dinner feeling this sticky."

Lys nodded. "Good idea. I’m soaked too."

They each grabbed spare clothes from inside, simple, clean tunics and skirts for the women, a loose shirt and pants for Lys. They walked together behind the hut to the small fenced area with the well. The evening air felt cool on their skin after the hot work.

Elara reached the well first. She grabbed the rope and pulled up a bucket of fresh water, then poured it into the big wooden washing tub they used for bathing. Water splashed loudly.

Lys watched her. Elara’s dress clung to her full breasts and wide hips. When she bent to lift the heavy bucket, her ass pushed out, the thin fabric stretching tight across her round cheeks. He swallowed hard. Even after everything with Sara earlier, seeing his stepmother like this made heat rise in his body again.

Mira didn’t wait. She started pulling off her clothes right there. First her top, then her skirt. She stood in just her thin undergarments for a second before sliding those off, too.

Lys’s eyes widened. Mira was more slender than Elara, but her body was gorgeous, with smooth skin, perky breasts with pink nipples, a narrow waist that flared into toned hips, and long legs. Her red hair fell over one shoulder; her braids were undone now, almost touching her breast. She looked beautiful in Lys’s eyes, in this soft evening light.

He couldn’t look away. His cock twitched in his pants.

Mira noticed him staring. She chuckled softly, covering her breasts playfully with one arm. "What? You’ve seen me naked before, brother. Why are you looking like that today?"

Lys cleared his throat, trying to act normal. "Just... you look really nice, that’s all."

Mira blushed but smiled wider. "Flatterer. Come on, get undressed too. Don’t stand there staring."

Lys pulled off his shirt, then his pants. The cool evening air hit his bare skin. His cock, already half-hard from watching them, rose a little more in the breeze, and both women noticed that. Elara’s cheeks turned pink. Mira’s eyes flicked down for a second before she looked away, biting her lip.

Elara poured a bucket of cold water over her own head first. Water cascaded down her body, making her skin glisten. Her large breasts bounced as she shivered and laughed. "Ahh, so cold! But it feels good after all that work."

Lys took another bucket and poured it over his head. The cold water shocked him, but it felt refreshing. He helped Elara pull up more water. But seeing so many buckets made him curious, "Why are there so many buckets here anyway?"

Elara smiled as she rinsed her arms. "Don’t you know, Mira made most of them. Whenever she has free time, she weaves and shapes them. She even made me sell a few at the market sometimes. The rest we use at home. Why are you asking suddenly, as if you didn’t know? Didn’t you help her sometimes, too?"

Lys looked at the wooden buckets. They were neatly made, edges a little rough but strong. "You know, suddenly felt like asking. But gosh, these are really well done. Better than I remembered. Have you really made them yourself, Mira?!"

Mira blushed again, splashing water at him playfully. "What has gotten into you today? You act as if you’ve never seen them before. You know I make them."

Lys splashed her back lightly. "Still... every time I see them, it makes me think you have real talent for craftsmanship. That mat you made earlier was perfect too. You could do something bigger with this skill."

Mira’s face turned even redder. She laughed and splashed him harder. "Stop it! You’re making me shy."

Elara watched them with a warm smile. She poured a full bucket over Lys’s head suddenly, making him gasp with cold and shake water from his hair.

"Hey!" he laughed, wiping his face. "That was cold!"

Elara grinned. "You were teasing my daughter too much. Now it’s your turn."

Lys grabbed a bucket and poured it over Elara’s head in revenge. Water poured down her body, soaking her completely. Her dress became almost see-through, clinging to every curve, her heavy breasts, the dip of her waist, the roundness of her ass. She gasped and laughed, which made her shake her large breasts.

"You little troublemaker!" she said, still laughing. "Now I’m completely wet."

Mira joined in, splashing both of them. "Heh, this is fun! We haven’t bathed together like this in a while."

The three of them played in the water, laughing and splashing each other. Elara bent over to fill another bucket, giving Lys another long view of her ass. Mira kept teasing him, brushing against him "accidentally" while passing buckets. The cold water made their nipples hard and visible through the thin clothes. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Lys felt happy. The house felt warm and full of life again. Even with the hard work of the day, they were laughing together. And the sight of his stepmother and stepsister, wet and playful, made his heart race in a different way. He finally had a family, unlike his past life on earth. Not to mention this family felt closer and dearer to him than he had thought. As if this was his reward.

He poured one more bucket over Elara’s shoulders, watching the water run down her back and over her curves. She turned and smiled at him, eyes soft.

"Mira, hold Lys. i’m going to pour this big bucket over his head," she said quietly to Mira. "Don’t let him escape."

Mira nodded, still smiling. "Yeah, Mom."

Lys smiled back, trying to flee from Mira. "Hey, that’s not fair. No ganging up on me."

But his plea didn’t work, as Mira quickly came behind him and grabbed his arms from backside, so he couldn’t move, and Elara pulled up the big tub full of water and poured it over his head, making him wet and drenched like a cat.

He changed his thought, about this family being his reward, now it felt like his punishment, as if the goddess had pulled a prank on him without him knowing.