Chapter four

I waited for a reply to my request. There seemed to be no sign of the president. After what seemed to be several moments a woman, a cute redhead I should add, emerged from the White House.

"Are you the president?" I asked her.

She seemed to blush at my question. Then she said.

"I wish. I'm just an intern. Are you from a foreign country?"

"I'm from a parallel Earth. It's important that I speak to your president ASAP."

"President Gore has a 'no dealings with giantesses' policy."

"Albert Gore is president here?" I asked.

"Al who? His name is Dan Gore. And he told me to tell you to go away."

"Who is Albert Gore?" Cindy asked.

"He was vice president of the United States back on my home world." Jill replied.

"Who was the president?" Cindy asked.

"A man by the name of Bill Clinton."

"The movie actor? The guy with a girl in every town?"

"Sounds like Bill alright." Jill replied.

"Man, was your world screwed up. " Cindy commented.

Anyway getting back to my story I told the intern that her world was in terrible danger. But she just shook her head and went back into the White House. My further efforts to talk to the president were ignored. I was in a slump, until I noticed the crowd of reporters by my feet. I had forgotten about the media. They would bring my message to the world.

I walked to the open space by the Washington monument. As I had expected the media followed me. I waited until the crowd gathered by my feet. Then I began to address them.

"I am Jill, a GTS-Goddess. I came here to talk with your president but since he refused to the talk with me. I feel I must warn the public directly. The GTS-Goddess Empire feel that your world is theirs and that you are their property."

I paused to gauge the reaction of the press. To my surprise, I got the impression that they didn't believe me.

"I wonder why."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Look at from our point of view. The media was full of reports of an out of control mega giantess. You were all over the news, causing all kinds of destruction in your wake. And then you say you’re here to warn the world from the GTS-goddess. Quite frankly your credibility was shot even before you damaged the Washington monument."

"That was an accident. I hit the monument out of frustration." Jill replied.

"Like I believe you."

Getting back to my story the reporters had all kinds of questions.

Reporter one: "What's a GTS-goddess?"

Jill: "GTS-goddess are a race of indestructible goddesses of mega stature. We are shrink proof. So don't even think of trying to shrink us."

Reporter two: "How does one stop a GTS-Goddess?"

Jill: "That's a very good question. I'm not sure of the answer. Using giantesses against the GTS-goddesses is a possibility."

 "Which we ended up doing." Cindy interrupted.

"I'm getting annoyed with your interruptions." Jill warned.

Cindy response was to make a face at Jill.

Reporter three: "I've got two questions: Are the GTS-Goddess aware of your whereabouts? And do they know about you warning us about their intentions?"

Jill: "They know I'm on this world. They don't yet realize that I disobeyed their orders."

I was wrong about the last part. The GTS-council did know about my actions. I just didn't realize it at the time.

Reporter four: "What are your orders?"

I didn't know what to say. I could feel the sweat coming off my forehead. Other reporters sensing I was trying to stall demanded that I tell them my orders.

Jill: "My orders were to conquer this world for the GTS-Goddess. I was supposed to tell you to obey the other GTS-goddesses and me. But I disagree with my orders, I don't want to conquer your world."

The crowds of reporters were furious. I could tell they didn't believe me.

Reporter one: "You say you’re here to warn us, then in the next breath you say your orders are to conquer us. I'm confused. What are your real intentions?"

Jill: "I told you. To warn you."

Reporter five: "Sounds like your real intention is to trick us."

Then it sounded like everyone tried talking to me at once. I must admit, I let my temper get the better of me.

Jill: "CAN'T YOU PEOPLE SEE I'M TRYING TO SAVE YOUR BUTS?" I shouted. I then slammed my fist into the Washington monument. That was a mistake. It made my right hand, hurt like hell. Not to mention putting huge cracks in the monument itself. Worst it seemed to give the military the impression that since I could hurt myself I could be destroyed. They didn't realize how fast a GTS-goddess can heal herself. My hand was good as new within moments.

After seeing my temper most of the reporters decided it was time to leave. Only a few brave souls decided to hang around.

"Most people figured it was suicide to hang around you." Cindy interrupted.

"You still don't get it. If I really wanted to, I could have murdered those reporters, and caused major damage to Washington D.C. And there would have been little you could have done to stop me."

'If you feel that way, why did you brother warning us in the first place?" Cindy asked.

"I wanted to get back at the GTS-Council." Jill replied.

There's a joke in GTS-space. Where does a GTS-goddess sleep? Anywhere she wants, is the answer. The truth is not so simple. For not all places are comfortable. But my main concern was to sleep in Washington D.C. or go elsewhere. Being lazy I decided to sleep right in town.

The people of Washington D.C. did not like my sleeping in their city.  I was fast asleep when the mayor actually had the gall to come up to me and demanded that I leave his city.  Normally waking a sleeping goddess up is enough to qualify one for a Darwin award. But I wanted to show people that I wasn't out to harm them, so I decided to leave town. In hindsight that might have been a mistake, for it gave the impression I could be ordered around.

"Back up a moment, what's a Darwin award?" Cindy asked.

"A Darwin award is awarded to people who kill themselves in a stupid manner therefore protecting the gene pool of Humanity. They got web sites on many different earth's." Jill replied.

"I bet men win most of the awards." Cindy commented.

"Sadly your right. But let's get back to my story."

It was somewhere in Maryland where I finally found a place to sleep. I must have fallen asleep, for the next thing I knew it was dawn and I was under attack.

"The US military last shot at you, before they gave us giantesses a shot." Cindy interrupted.

I could feel the missiles striking me. Then I noticed the helicopter gun ships, firing round after round into me.

"Why are you doing this?" I cried. But they didn't respond. The fighter planes kept on coming; the helicopters kept on firing. I tried to flee, but they pursued me. Then I decided to issue an ultimatum.

"STOP YOUR ATTACK NOW OR SURFER THE CONEQUENCES."

The military refused to stop their attack, if anything they seemed to be laughing at me. The fighter planes were out of reach, but the helicopters were within range. I whacked the nearest one with all my might. It exploded in a ball of flame. The other helicopters decided that it was time to fall back. I didn't pursue them.  I then brought my attention to the f-15's overhead. I thought about throwing rocks or trees at them, but then dismissed the idea; they were too high up. Instead I decided to wait the attack out. They have to run out of missiles sometime. After what seemed to be hours, the planes went away.

I was sore and hurting all over. I not sure a giantess could of survived the pounding I went through. Fortunately I'm a GTS-goddess, so my wounds began to heal.

"Give me a break. Any giantess worth her salt can defeat the US military." Cindy commented.

"Do you really believe that?"

"Yes, you helped showed how obsolete the US armed forces were."

While I was healing, the governor of Maryland came to me. He was carrying a white flag. To my embarrassment, I found him attractive. For the first time I realized I was bisexual.

"Woah! Wait a moment. Are you saying that you're attracted to men and woman?"

"Yes. I guess it's to be expected. After all I used to be a man. And now I have a woman's body."

"Your not attracted to me are you?" Cindy asked.

"You’re a bit too young. Besides, while you may be beautiful, your personality is a major turnoff." Jill replied.

Getting back to the governor of Maryland he got on his hands and knees and said.

"I beg you, please leave my state."

"To go where?" I asked

"Back to where you came from." He suggested. I shook my head.

'That's not possible. I don't have the means to leave this world." I replied. This was well before I got the means to travel from world to world.

"I ask you again, leave Maryland or better yet leave the United States."

"You people got to learn you just can't order a GTS-goddess about. As leaving Maryland, I got better places to be anyway."

"Like where?" the governor asked.

"Since Washington D.C. refused to listen to me. I guess I'll try the United Nations in New York City."

"New York? You never made it there did you?" Cindy interrupted.

"No, I didn't. Somewhere along the way I ran into Sabrina." Jill replied.

"It was by the Delaware River, just south of Slateford, Pennsylvania."

"How would you know?" Jill asked.

"I learned it in school. Besides it's common knowledge." Cindy replied,

Anyway, I was coming across the river, when I spotted a growing giantess, in front of me.  By the time I spotted her she was 100 feet tall and growing fast. As I watched her grow. I realized she looked familiar, she looked like Melissa Joan Hart the actress who plays Sabrina the teenage witch.

Taller and taller she grew until she was taller than I was. She was probably around 900 feet tall.

"Are you Melissa Joan Hart?" I asked her.

"I never heard of her. My name is Sabrina."

"If this is your idea of a joke? If it is, I'm not laughing." I told her.

"I don't why you find my name funny, but it really doesn't matter for I'm here to stop you."

"I am not the enemy. You should be worrying about the other GTS-goddesses." I told her

"Yeah right." She replied.

Sabrina then proceeded to attack me. I must admit I'm no fighter, but I managed to dodge her blows until I heard the crowds. Surprised I looked down at the ground, a crowd had gathered to watch the fight. The distraction was all Sabrina needed; she gave me a knockout punch. I went crashing to the ground, probably crushing some of the spectators that were too close to the action.

Mrs. Davis eyed her guests warily. She didn't like the World Protection Committee, and the sooner they left the better.

"Where's your husband?" The stranger woman asked.

“That's none of your business, who ever you are."

"The name Shania, I'm a male basher."

"Sadly far too many women are these days."

"No, that what her people call themselves." Amber explained.

"Her people?" Mrs. Davis asked.

"Shania is not from this Earth. But I'm curious, where is your husband?" Amber asked.

"If you must know he's dead."

"How did he die?" Shania asked.

"He was in the area when the Jill/Sabrina fight broke out. He (sob) got crushed when Jill fell on him."

"Well now your male free." Was Shania's comment to the news.

"Look you little man hater. I loved my husband, although I must admit there are times I'm glad he's not around."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Destiny asked.

"He's not around to see his daughter under the influence of FemaleGrow. FemaleGrow is poison, it turns good girls into bad girls."

"So you’re the fool that called my FemaleGrow poison."

Mrs. Davis turned around; Rita Smith was standing right behind her.

"Stay calm she's just a woman." Mrs. Davis told herself. Out load she said.

"What are you doing here?"

"Anyone who has the ability to grow without the help of FemaleGrow is of concern to us to us."

"'We are putting the cart before the horse. We are relying on a vision."

"Are you saying my visions are not reliable?" Destiny asked.

"I say we need proof." Amber replied.

"Which we won't have until Cindy returns. " Shania added.

"Fine we'll keep this place and Cindy under observation."

"God help us." Mrs. Davis moaned.

"Careful, were thinking of banning God." Rita warned Mrs. Davis.

"You can't be serious."

"All religions created by men are garbage as far as I'm concerned. But let's talk about other things, like improving your attitude toward FemaleGrow."

To be continued