--I first gazed upon the individual who would become my personal God while jumping out of the back of a pickup--

That's the opening line from this story's narrator. He's able to assume the form of werewolf, dog, or human. He's looking for an influencer named Julia who has become so popular she has ascended into divinity.

Goddess Julia remains immature and irresponsible while discovering how to smite a believer, engage in combat against other goddesses, and establish a religion that's often mocked. 

Be witness to hilarity, hijinks, and Hell Hath No Fury Like a Goddess still allergic to pet hair.