The storm raged around you as you ran to the nearest building in sight: a modest church surrounded by farmland. The rain beat on the stained glass windows, depicting sheep and a large, kind woman in a white dress.

Oh well, good enough.

You run to the building and slam the door open, slamming it shut behind you.

You burst into the renovated church, a giant Goddess sits on the chancel covered in hundreds of pillows and blankets. She was ten feet tall, with her poofy white ringlets falling over the pillows. Her poofy bangs covered her kind eyes, skin dark with white freckles. She was thick, too. Every bit of her was ample and soft making her look very huggable. The Goddess' round lips pulled into a soft smile as her huge wings fluttered softly. Her sweet, soft voice echoed over a hundred times.

"Greeting, my child. Seeking shelter from the storm outside?"