Flash Fiction: Poseidon Lets It Rip

Poseidon didn’t mean to sink the island. Well, not this time. No tantrum.

His date put out. Women were a lot easier to snare in the 21st century. Sometimes they caught him instead and violated him with their hands. Oh, the tides have changed.

Poseidon finished the deed, his seamen swimming their race. His stomach grumbled, and he rummaged around their discarded room service. Prawns fantastic.

He gobbled the crustaceans up.

Hours later, under the sea…

The god felt his gills turn green. Air trapped in his stomach threatened an explosive way out.

He let it rip — earthquakes, tsunamis, and shit.

“Those fucking prawns!”

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Quick note: Poseidon is the Greek god of the sea. The Romans renamed him Neptune because they had to rename freaking everything. When in Rome, I guess. He was quite the volatile bastard and liked to rape nearly as much as his brother Zeus.

More stories featuring classical gods in the 21st century can be found here.