The Wrath of Gaia (Condensed) 1-5 - Sex Stories

The Wrath of Gaia (Condensed) 1-5

Well the response to my question was well-received and I am here to happily provide you parts 1 through 5 of the story The Wrath of Gaia, found on my main account athoughtfulj. I am, in fact, the one and only athoughtfulj and this will be the only other account I will ever make for my stories. I am not on any other websites, so please I ask of you this: if you see my work found anywhere other then this account and the athoughtfulj account found only on sexstories.com, report them for plagiarism. These works our of my own creation and I will not stand idly by while someone else pawns them off as their own. I will be posting the condensed version every 5 parts for those that feel my parts by themselves are too short. I have tried to come up with a way to fix this problem, and I feel this is the best way to deal with it. If you enjoy the series, great continue reading it every two days and I will attempt to keep you hooked on it. If you feel it is too short, this account is for you. I will post one post for every 5 on my main and that one will come out on the night of the sixth post, the goal for this account would be every 10 days (of course since this is the first one coming out on the 7 post it'll be 8 days before the second post. It will hit a groove of 10 days afterwards though.) Hope you enjoy and keep an eye out for part 7 to come out on my main account some time tonight. ...

... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Of the many fables told about Apollo, greek god of music, one that was very prevalent was that Apollo was never seen without a golden laurel wreath, the laurel being Apollo's tree, upon his head. It was even thought that Apollo wore it while he rested as well, so when it was not discovered upon his head one early morning, Apollo would search for the wreath. This wreath would be the reason the Gods would not find peace in the near future, if only they had known not to look for it, but pride is a hubris no God lacks. At first, Apollo kept the theft secret, not wanting to seem weak Infront of the others, but as time passed, the absence of the wreath did not go unnoticed. Within a week's time Apollo had officially announced the theft, leading to a full search for Apollo's wreath, yet nothing had turned up. With no leads, the task of finding the wreath fell upon Catarsus, daughter of Artemis and the only rival to Artemis' hunting abilities. If Cartasus could not track down the wreath, then it would be because it no longer existed. For 17 days, Catarsus traveled the Earth, searching for any sign, but to no avail. When all signs pointed to the wreaths destruction, a shimmer of light that could only be made by the wreath, shone through the canopy of a small forest outside a rural town inland of Poseidon's home. Leaping upon her noble white wolf Catarsus descended upon the forest, but what she found was not what any of the gods ...