A Goddess Awakens
Chapter
7
Tom
and Derrick sat at the kitchen table each with a cold beer.
“This
is all pretty crazy.” Derrick said.
“You’re
telling me.” Tom said. “One minutes I’m minding my business at
work, the next Kate’s a giant goddess and we smashed the city
together. Things have gotten even weirder since, but…”
Tom
was interrupted by Kate’s voice calling down the stairs sounding a
bit like a carnival barker or a ring announcer.
“All
right boys, get ready. I’ve given my sister, Debbie, the makeover
of all makeovers. Doot-do-doot-do-do. She is now Debbie the
Demigoddess.”
Debbie
clonked down the stairs in her heavy platform boots with Kate
trailing. Tom thought she looked a bit confused.
Derrick
looked in his love’s eyes and saw they had an odd violet glow.
“I
thought you were going to wait until tomorrow for this stuff.” Tom
said.
“Well,”
Kate said smiling broadly, “Debbie here questioned my fitness to be
goddess, so I decided to lend her some of my power, and make her a
demigoddess a day early. How’s it feel, sis?”
Deborah
brushed her hands through her dyed black hair.
“It’s
different.” She said.
“Does
it, uh, hurt?” Derrick asked.
“Oh
no,” Debbie said, “more like the opposite. I feel very tingly and
buzzy, but it’s actually quite pleasant.”
“Alright,”
Kate said, “enough chit chat. Debbie, go to it. Fix some of the
world’s problems.”
“Uh,”
Debbie said, “where should I start?”
“You
could give global hunger a go, peace on Earth, whatever good you
think omnipotent powers could do in this world.”
Debbie
scrunched up her face crinkling the bridge of her nose quite deeply.
She winced and grimaced, shutting her eyes tightly. To the observers
she appeared to tense up, hold it for a few seconds, and then relax,
reopening her eyes as she did.
“I
feel all this power inside of me.” Debbie said. “It just won’t
come out.”
“See,”
Kate said, “It’s not so simple, is it? The hole, or whatever you
want to call it, that the power flows out of, that only opens when
you’re thinking of something that gives you some level of arousal.
If it don’t turn you on, you can’t turn it on.”
“Hmphh,”
Debbie hmphh’d. “Then what good is the power, if you can’t do
any good with it?”
“I
think I can,” Kate said. “I’m just going to have to get
creative about it, that is, we are, you’re part of this team now
too.”
“I
see,” Debbie said, “I’m sorry I accused you of being selfish, I
didn’t know all the circumstances.”
“We’re
cool,” Kate said. “Anyway, want to try anything with your new
powers?”
“I
don’t know,” Debbie said. “It’ll only work for sexy stuff.
I’m not sure I want to share my freaky with you and Tom.”
“Fair
enough,” Kate said. “Why don’t I send you two lovebirds home to
experiment for the day?”
“Wait
a second,” Debbie said, “if you can only do stuff that turns you
own, how come you can just zip people here and there wherever you
want?”
“Uh,
because that stuff does turn me on a little. Having the ability to
just reach into somebody’s life and teleport them right to me is
such a power move.”
“Even
me, your sister?” Debbie asked.
“Even
you, but think about for a second, really think, does that bug you?”
Debbie
thought about it, and found to her surprise that it didn’t really
bug her at all. “I guess I don’t mind,” Debbie paused, “that
using your powers on me turns you on. In fact, um, it’s kind of
hot, you’re kind of h…” Debbie caught herself. “What’s
going on?”
“Side
effects of goddess-hood, I read about it in the book. Once someone is
infused with the divine energies, those little limitations, sexual
orientation, and, in this case, the Westermarck Effect, go bye bye.”
“Huh,”
Debbie said, she searched her feelings. “I guess that doesn’t
actually really bother me much.”
“Perfectly
normal for a divine being, now shall I send you home, or do you think
you can?”
“Now
wait a sec,” Debbie said, “you can’t just drop this kind of
bombshell on me and send me away. What the hell am I supposed to do
with all of this power?”
“Uh,
please yourself, and/or Derrick. Do what you like with this goddess’s
blessing, just try not to kill anybody until we get the afterlife set
up tomorrow, alright, or…” She paused.
“Or?”
Debbie asked.
“Or
you two could hang around with us and you know, try stuff out, we’ve
got a load of tiny people in this house who I feel completely
justified killing and torturing in whatever way strikes my fancy. Why
don’t you give it a try. You know, don’t knock it until you’ve
tried it. Or maybe explore some fantasy you have.”
“Oh,
but I don’t have any, well…” Debbie started then trailed off.
“Ooh,”
Kate said, “C’mon ‘fess up, do you have some sort of secret
desires that’ve come to mind.”
“Are
you thinking about what I’m thinking about?” Derrick asked.
“Yeah,”
Debbie said, “that’s definitely what I’m thinking about. Wanna
try it?”
“I
guess if you have the power to make it happen, we could.”
“What
are you two talking about?” Kate asked.
Debbie
looked at her sister, an irrepressible smirk on her face. ”You’ll
see.” Then her eyes glowed with power.
The
world seemed to dissolve into mist around them. The sounds and smells
of a small single family house were gone, replaced by a different set
of smells and sounds.
Kate
felt very odd.
It
seemed like she was crouching on all fours for one thing. She could
feel ground under both her hands and feet, some solid, hard, slightly
rough surface. She looked down at her hand. There were a couple of
things different about it in that moment. One was that her fingers
now sported long, sharp looking, claws where her fingernails usually
were. The other was that it was covered in a sparse short coating a
purple magenta fur. Through the fur she could see patches o skin that
looked slightly scaly and tough like a reptile’s. She looked up and
saw weird little boxes arrayed around her. They seemed to have been
put in a very orderly pattern, one next to the other in various rows,
and squares.
Ah,
thought Kate, these are buildings.
In
a moment, she realized that she was big again. The sounds of honking,
shouting, and screaming drifted into her ears from all around.
Ah,
she thought further, I’m in a city.
She
tried to bring herself up to an upright standing position, but
stumbled forward, knee hitting the street below with great impact.
Something about her feet felt unfamiliar. Their
shape didn’t match her sense memories. She
rolled onto her back, crushing a number of cars and unfortunate
fleeing people as she did, and sat up. Looking at her feet, Kate saw
that they were now digitigrade
paws
with claws as sharp looking as those on her hands.
Okay,
I’m some sort of macro furry thing I guess. Fine,
I can get into that.
She
was very curious what all Debbie’s idea would involve, and decided
to just see how things would play out, but she wanted to see it from
a standing vantage. After a few fumbling attempts, crushing more
unfortunate little people, Kate managed to stand upright on her new
feet. She tried to balance her self, and found she had some sort of
help with it. She looked over her shoulder, and felt around the base
of her spine. Each backed up the other as she realized she had some
sort of big cat tail growing from her rear. She
looked down her torso and saw that she had what looked like a second
pair of boobs hanging
slightly under the regular two. She felt around and found that
underneath the fluffy slightly mangy coat of fur, was tough skin
almost like armor. This included the boobs and their respective
nipples. She glided one claw-tip over an aureole experimentally. The
tiny sharp point felt wonderful. She
ran a hand down between her legs. At first it felt like all there
was, was more tough plating with just the hint of a dimple. Kate
experimented again,
flexing her pelvis in a way she hadn’t been capable of before.
Something flexed open and she felt around. Her fingers found an
opening leading to soft luscious flesh within. The claws didn’t
even hurt it, they scraped
a little, but in a good way as far as Kate was concerned. Finally
she felt around her face. She felt a slightly protruding muzzle, in
the mouth were some nice sharp teeth, and on either side of her head
she felt floppy sensitive ears coming up to a point. Kate
concluded that she was some sort of giant scaly cat monster thing. It
didn’t displease her. Satisfied
with her form, Kate turned her attention outward.
A
vast city spread out all around her looking like an incredibly
elaborate miniature. She’d only been gigantic once before, but Kate
guessed that she was standing somewhere in the 100
to 300
foot tall range. It
was nighttime, but through the darkness she could see
thousands of lights like a little star-field coating the ground.
She
could hear the screams and sirens. Looking down she saw hoards of
little people fleeing this way and that, through streets, across
squares and plazas, and down into what appeared
to be subway station entrances. Kate
had to laugh a little that all this had come from the mind of her
sister, who not fifteen minutes earlier had been lecturing her about
not toying with people’s lives.
Sounds
like you think I’m a hypocrite,
said a thought in Kate’s mind. She realized that it wasn’t her
own.
Who’s
there,
Kate thought.
Duh,
it’s your sister, Debbie. The form I gave myself has psionic powers
of communication and mind control.
Kate
thought, Are you
going to control my mind?
No,
that part
only works on the little folks. Anyway this is my fantasy, my deep
dark secret fantasy, running around destroying
things with my lover and friends as big sexy kaiju monsters.
It’s
cool, Kate
thought, I kind
of wish you’d shared this with me before. We’d have had so much
to talk about.
Well,
you weren’t exactly fully public about your
desires before a couple days ago.
Fair
enough, Kate
thought, anyway,
where are we? I suppose Tokyo would be traditional for this kind of
set up.
It
would, Debbie
conceded, but
that’s not where we are. I built a kind of bubble slightly outside
the universe. The city is sort of procedurally
generated from my
ideas of a city from a monster movie,
I guess. Anyway
what do you think of your form?
I’m
actually kind of digging it. Kate
thought, flexing her wickedly clawed hands in front of her face and
enjoying the unique sensations having a tail offered.
You
should. It’s meant to be based on something appealing to you, in
your subconscious.
Cool,
but a reality bubble? That’s so cheesy, always feels like someone’s
taking the easy way out morally when they put something like that in
a size story.
Like
it or lump it, sis. It’s my weird-o size fantasy, so I make the
rules, and the rules are that no real people get killed or harmed by
this anymore than if we were in a Godzilla movie.
Fine,
Kate
thought, so
where are you?
Elsewhere
in the city. It’ll be more fun if we stumble into each other as we
go along.
Alright,
Debs. It’s your rodeo.
Cool,
well do as you please, I’m not going to listen in or anything. Even
though I could. Debbie out.
Kate
wasn’t sure how, but after that last statement, she was absolutely
sure she was no longer in telepathic contact with her sister.
Kate
surveyed the city below her. For
a consequence free simulation, it all actually looked pretty
appealing. She ran her tongue over her teeth feeling the exquisite
sharpness of her feline canines. She
looked at wicked claws,
perhaps even sharper. A
wicked thought sprung to mind. Smirking, Kate lowered herself,
crouching down on her haunches. Without trying, her knees and thighs
damaged the buildings around her. They were of no concern to her. She
looked down at the crowds of tiny people fleeing this way and that.
She picked a random target. With a swift movement she flicked her
hand down into the crowd. Many were tumbled, crushed, and smeared
amid her fingers and the
spaces between them. Dozens
were pushed forward like little grains caught in the tines of a
mighty rake. That was also of no concern to Kate. What was of concern
was experiencing the exact moment that her razor sharp claw of her
middle finger speared through the little target she’d selected. She
lifted her hand up to her face, careful not to let her little catch
fall off. Kate looked at him up close. It happened to be a he. He was
dressed in a business suit. He looked like an absolutely perfectly
created tiny human. He
only looked a couple inches long compared to Kate’s current scale.
He was also still flailing
about with his arms and legs and making little chirpy screams. Kate
wondered if her claws were just that sharp, or if Debbie had made
these little people unusually resilient. Either way Kate was a
catlike creature who’d caught something with her claws. That made
him her prey, and she knew what to do with prey.
Kate
raised her finger up to her open mouth, slowly inserted it just a
little way, and then closed her mouth and slurped along the finger’s
length as she withdrew it. She was rewarded with a tasty meaty little
tidbit. He tasted different than the people she had shrunken in her
house, but it was still a yummy savory flavor. Kate savored both the
flavor, and her complete dominance over this little man. She was a
big fuck off cat monster, and she would destroy and eat whatever or
whoever she pleased to.
So
she did just that, after swallowing the little man whole Kate lowered
her hand back down into the fleeing crowds, catching them with the
scoop of her hand, like a net trawling the ocean floor for fish. As
she lifted it up into the air a few little men and women tumbled off
the sides, but that was okay with Kate. She had about two dozen left,
and that was nearly more than she needed. She smiled down at them,
being sure to show off her sharp kitty cat teeth.
She
tried to say something like, “Hello, little people. I’m going to
eat you now.”
Instead
all that came out was a kind of screechy yowling. This puzzled Kate
at first, but then she remembered that she was a kaiju now, and they
didn’t tend to talk in human language. She still wanted to tease
them though, so she settle on pointing at them, pointing at her
mouth, and then making an exaggerated swallowing motion, hoping that
they could see her throat muscles rippling and flexing under the fur.
Then she followed through on her threat, lifting the screaming
writhing mass of citizens to her mouth, and then licking them up a
bit at a time, a bit at a time, with her rough pink kitty cat tongue.
They all tasted alright more or less. Kate moved the masses back and
forth between her cheeks, then started chewing. Delight flooded
Kate’s senses has their bones crunched easily between her fangs and
incisors, and now once they’d been mangled a bit that great savory
flavor spread through her mouth, meaty and deeply satisfying. She
chewed and chewed until they were a bunch of mush, then did a big
exaggerated swallow.
It
was fun of course. The little people tasted good, and felt good going
down Kate’s throat.
It
all felt a bit empty though. Kate knew that none of these people
looking things had had life or consciousness until Debbie had created
this reality
bubble, whatever it was. Kate knew that these things didn’t
actually have jobs, or lives, or feelings that she was interrupting,
that she was bigger than. It was a little bit of a turn off, if she
was honest with herself. She
stood back up and looked around the cityscape. It all looked only
vaguely real now that she gave the cityscape a second look. The
buildings looked vaguely like paper
mâché
or
cardboard. For
a second, Kate was annoyed at the fakeness of it all. Then
she got over herself. Like she’d said,
this was Debbie’s rodeo. Even
tearing through a fake metropolis full of people was better than
tearing through no metropolis at all.
Kate
walked along, crushing and demolishing anything that fell under her
paws. Even
if it was a bit of a put on to her way of thinking, Kate was finding
pleasure in the feeling of
being a big bad monster in a little cityscape. As
she tromped along, Kate realized that Tom was probably there
somewhere in a monster form of her own. That
brightened up her mood as
she stomped along, hoping he would be a sexy giant monster.
-----
Tom
had a bit of a sore throat. A strange burning, but as he thought
about it, he realized that it wasn’t exactly sore. It was more like
there was a burst of heat that needed to get out one way or another.
As he opened his mouth he saw an orange blue burst of energy
streaming forth away from his face down onto whatever was down on the
ground in front of him.
Tom
closed his mouth and the stream of bursting energy stopped
immediately. He looked down where his blast had hit, and saw flames
and ruins. A swath burned through a miniature cityscape. It glowed in
the nighttime city. Looking around, he saw tiny little lit windows in
buildings spreading out around where he stood. He looked down at the
ground directly underneath himself. The parts where his feet were had
apparently been smashed flat by them. His feet looked very different
than they normally did. They were all scaly for one thing. For
another, the toes were clawed. Tom knew that he didn’t always clip
them as frequently as he possibly should have, but he never let
things get that out of hand. He looked at his hand and similarly saw
that it too was covered in scales, and that he had claws on his
fingers. His hands were also just two thick fingers and a thumb.
Am
I a big giant lizard or something, he thought.
That’s
right Tommy, a thought came into his head from elsewhere. My
desires have turned us all into big kaiju in an ambiguously located
metropolis.
Is
that you, Kate? Tom thought.
Wrong
sister, dude. I don’t blame you though. I’m sure
Kate spends a lot of time in that head of yours.
Is
she here?
Yeah,
but you gotta find her. That’s part of the game.
Game?
Yeah,
Tom, you’ll see when we all find each other. We’re all huge
rampage monsters, so it shouldn’t take long.
Tom
felt Debbie’s presence leaving his mind. He looked down and around
at himself, determining that he was indeed in some enormous
reptilian, Godzilla-esque body.
Okay,
he thought, this could be fun.
He
looked around at his feet, seeing numerous little buildings, most
likely family houses. He picked his first step carefully,
obliterating a little cul-de-sac with his big scaly foot. He could
feel the little bits of debris as they compacted under and swelled up
around between his toes, even through the scales. It felt powerful.
It felt good.
As
he took his first step, Tom felt the little suburban houses being
crunched and obliterated by his scaly paws and claws. He had glimpsed
at so-called “macrofur” and “macroscaly” content before, but
hadn’t given it too much attention. He wriggled and scrunched his
toes feeling things further crumble and mush apart between his toes.
He was certain that he felt at least a couple little bodies breaking
into snapped bones and mushy pap. It felt as sensual and powerful as
it had just a few days earlier during his and Kate’s rampage
through the city.
He
continued along stomping as he went and occasionally roaring for
effect. Each step took him deeper into the city with bigger buildings
and office blocks appearing more frequently. That hot feeling welled
up in his throat again. With glee, Tom opened his reptilian maw and
unleashed hell on the buildings and people below. He saw office
buildings deteriorate, crumble, and blow away as they were engulfed
in the sheer power of his energy breath. It reminded him of footage
he’d seen of atomic bomb blasts hitting buildings.
Tom
shut his mouth and looked. The buildings burned. People ran
screaming. Tom enjoyed the little people’s desperation as well as
his own destructive power. It was exciting to be so gigantic again.
So exciting that Tom felt a warmth around his groin. He looked down
between his legs and saw his massive green cock slid out from some
sort of sheath. It looked as big around as an artillery gun. The soft
breeze caressed it and even that slight stimulation made it go just a
little more rigid. Tim grinned as best he could with his tooth filled
maw. He couldn’t wait to bump into Kate.
-----
Derrick
looked down at the cityscape. He didn’t have a choice he found. If
he had a neck, it wasn’t moving his head around. The most he could
do was move his eyes around to look at various things. Luckily his
eyes seemed able to move around a lot more freely than they could
before. So freely that he managed to make them look at each other and
realize that they were each on their own individually movable eye
stalks.
Moving
his eyes around he got a pretty clear picture of his current
situation. He was standing on four humongous crablike segmented legs
that plunged down into the city below. Between the legs and his eye
stalks, he realized that he had a pair of tentacle like arms on each
side and that at the center of it all, between the eye stalks there
was some kind of mouth.
Derrick
then focused down on the city below.
Looking
between the buildings and city blocks, he could make out thousands of
people down there running and screaming, fleeing in terror.
He
and Deb had discussed these fantasies before, of course, so he
figured out what he was a little faster than Kate or Tom had. He knew
he was an enormous kaiju type monster, many hundreds of feet tall. If
he was anything like what he and Debbie had fantasized about before,
he was a large crustacean-like creature with four long legs holding
himself up, a strong durable shell on his back, and a mouthpiece
designed to drop down to ground level to suck and slurp up prey along
with his extendable tentacles.
How
do you like it, babe? Deb’s voice echoed in his
mind.
It’s
amazing! Derrick thought back. He experimented moving his
tentacles around over his mouth and eye stalks, the whole fleshy bit
dangling underneath the shell.
What
about you? He thought back to Debbie. Are you the monster
we’ve chatted about before?
You’re
just gonna have to find me and see for yourself, big guy.
Derrick
felt an urge to smirk, but his current mouthpiece wouldn’t move
like that. Instead, he leaned ahead and moved his legs ahead, one at
a time. Moving in this very alien body actually came very naturally
to Derrick, maybe because he had fantasized about this with Debbie so
often. Kate and Tom ma have been huge size fans, but what derrick and
Debbie enjoyed in their private time was monsters, big monsters,
little monsters, mutant monsters, sexy monster, gross monsters.
As
each of his spider like legs landed they would crush buildings,
vehicles, and people. Even through the chitin, Derrick could feel
them crumble and crumple and squish.
Eventually
he found his head was hanging above a huge crowd of little humans
screaming and fleeing for their little simulated lives. Derrick used
the feeding method he always dreamed of doing with this body. His
mouth piece along with the eye stalks attached dropped rapidly until
it was only yards above the heads of the little people. As his mouth
fell into range, Derrick extruded his long sticky tongue down and
around sweeping through the crowds. He felt hundreds of delicious
struggling morsels sticking to his tongue. Drawing it back into his
mouth, Derrick savored each and everybody as it was drawn up through
his mouth parts and into himself.
It
was literally a fantasy come true, and so he trod of to share it with
his love.
----
As
for Debbie, she knew exactly what she was and what she was up to, and
she was loving it.
She
undulated her immense, long(About two and a half city blocks long.),
squishy body through one of the wider streets of this little ill
defined city. As she slid long on a trail of thick viscous slime
oozing from a special gland on her underside. She moved along, slow,
but unyielding as her soft yet impenetrable flesh flowed over the
pavement and anything that happened to be on the pavement. She was
quite aware of all the little vehicles, which along with their owners
and pedestrians in general, were being squashed and smeared
underneath her immensity. Reaching out with her mind, Debbie could
feel their terror. She hadn’t exactly made them sentient, none had
personalities of their own, all they were were little fleshy
humanoids with just enough of a nervous system to react to danger
with running and screams. Anymore than that, and she knew she
wouldn’t be able to justify what she was doing to herself. Anymore
than that, and she thought it would be too close to murder. Still
their fear and panic were delicious on her psychic palate. As were
their futile struggles beneath her gastropodal form. She decided to
ad to that pleasure. Spying a crowd up ahead, Debbie reached out with
her mind calming them and relaxing them until they felt no fear of
her anymore. When she finally slithered close enough, she lowered her
big slimy head, opened her big soft toothless maw, and stuck out her
long sticky tongue. She lashed it down around the crowd, feeling as a
few dozen stuck to it. As she withdrew them back into her maw, Debbie
released the little folks on her tongue from her psionic hold. They
thrashed and screamed delightfully as she slurped her tongue back in
like a thick spaghetti strand. Her little treats were delicious and
quickly swallowed into her guts where they would be squished by her
muscular guts and melted by her monstrous digestive juices. She
released her hold on the crod.
They
reacted as you’d expect, yelling, screaming, and fleeing before the
immense slimy yellow green slug monster that Debbie now was. Debbie
looked at the masses fleeing in terror and felt great satisfaction.
There fear tasted so good to her brain and, of course, this way they
would make much better sport. As she was pondering which mass of
little folks to chase down, she felt a thumping through her gooey
stomach. It was being transmitted through the pavement underneath.
Debbie reared her head back up from the street, and gazed around with
her eye-stalks. Through the darkness of the night, she could make
them out. Four figures converging on her location.
The
gigantic shelled spider thing her love, Derrick had become was
skittering in ahead of her.
The
immense reptilian Godzilla rip off she’d turned Tom into approached
from one side.
Finally,
her sister closed in on the other, sporting the form of a gigantic
tecnho-mutant purple cat thing.
All
of them were gorgeous in Debbie’s eyes.
----
What
followed was a pretty standard giant monster rampage. They chose up
sides. Kate and Tom versus Debbie and Derrick naturally. They stomped
around trashing and smashing the city to see which team scored the
most overall casualties and the most infrastructure damage. When it
was all laid waste to, Debbie concentrated a little to make the
little pocket universe burst apart harmlessly, and they all stood in
Tom and Kate’s living room in the mid-morning as they
has before their Kaiju playtime.
“You
see how much fun this can be?” Kate said.
Debbie
couldn’t help grinning with pleasure. “I had so much fun. power
is fun. I wish it was a little more practically useful though.”
“Sure,”
Kate said, “and it will. We just have to use a little imagination.”
“I
don’t think I’ll ever be cool with killing actual living,
thinking human beings with families and friends though.”
“You
don’t have to.” Kate said. “You’re always so generous and
wanting to take care of people and create opportunities for pleasure.
That’s why you’re my number one contender to be in charge of the
reward side of the afterlife. What do you think sis? Do you want to
be the queen of heaven?”
“It’s
a lot to think about.” Debbie said. “I’d certainly be more
comfortable with that than being a destroyer and a death bringer, as
fun as the last few hours have been.”
“Cool,”
Kate said. “We’ll have the big meeting tomorrow, and you’ll get
to meet the others. In the meantime, maybe go home and explore the
power I’ve given you.”
“Oh,
I will.” Debbie said. “Actually now that I’m thinking about it
I have a few ideas. Let’s try one.”
Debbie
scrunched a bit, and everything below her waist sort of unfurled into
the body of a gigantic black spider, with Debbie’s upper half
sticking up from where the head would normally be, like an
arachnid centaur. She looked
down and around at her body, obviously pleased with her new form.
Scuttling around to face Derrick she said, “What do you think,
babe?”
Derrick
gazed up at her and all around her body, absolutely mesmerized. “It’s
gorgeous. Something straight out of our fantasies.”
“What
do you say?” She asked with that certain tone. “Want to go home
and be my little fly guy?”
“Buzz
Buzz.” Derrick asented.
He
walked over. She leaned down with her legs and scooped him up into
her arms. They had one little kiss, and then faded out of the living
room.
Kate
stepped over to Tom. “Well, that was a fun morning. Guess that was
a little impulsive of me, just granting Deb immense power like that,
but you can’t deny that she showed us a good time.”
“You
would have eventually anyway,” Tom said. “Anyway, we answered
some prayers, hung out with your sister, and now we have the rest of
the day. What’s next on the godly agenda?”
“Not
sure, do you have any ideas?”
“Well,”
Tom mused, “We have a few thousand new little guys around the
house, and we really haven’t played with them as a couple yet.”
“True,
true, do you want to use them and smash them and do nasty things to
them with me, like the ladies got to yesterday?”
“Oh,
yeah,” Tom said smiling, “But I had another thought too, what if,
at least a few of our little victims were, y’know, women?”
“Oh,
Tommy, you nasty man.” Kate scolded without a hint of earnestness.
“Do you want to do mean sadistic things to pretty little women?”
“A
bit,” Tom said. “But I understand if that’s not in keeping with
your agenda.”
Kate
looked at Tom, thinking about how wonderfully simpatico the two of
them were in their desires and personality. Each willing to indulge
the other’s fantasies.
“You
know, now that I’m thinking about, it kind of like the idea of
turning the tables on them. Let these little creeps know what it
feels like to be victimized as a female.” Kate’s eyes took on
their godly glow. She gave an authoritative nod, and the glow faded.
She smiled. “All done honey. Now let’s go show these bad girls
who’s boss around here.”