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KUM POW: THE INVISIBLE CITY
Yummie Wang stood with her arms crossed leaning with her back
against a steel support girder in her Azure Angel costume.
Her costume consisted of an all blue ensemble of various hues
and textures; she wore a dark blue mask, dark blue boots,
dark blue open finger gloves, a too small sea blue halter
top, a tiny pair of micro-sea blue panties and a light sky
blue silk sash which she wore with the knot tied above her
crotch so the long silk sky blue sash hung down over the
front of her panties and down to her knees.
Her entire costume was summoned and consisted of her 'spirit'
energy and required her to concentrate to maintain its
physical presence and form.
Yummie Wang/Azure Angel stood 5' 2" and weighed 108 pounds
naked and dripping wet (a status she often found herself in)
and sported a 38 KK-cup bust (the bustiest teen in Delta
City) attached to a thin long limbed body with a 22" waist
and a bubble butt 38" pert round backside. Her hair was raven
coal black and long (hanging down past her buttocks to her
upper thighs) which she often wore in a pony tail. The bangs
were blunt as her conversation and she wore them in a page
boy cut or bowl cut. She had very pale skin and large gray
eyes that could often change to a gray green and are more
commonly known as sea-change eyes. She had large pillow lips
which she often wore in a sneer. She liked lip gloss a lot
but not lipstick. She also had a secret obsession with all
things 'glitter' but worked hard to hide this from the world.
Her moods fluctuated between sardonic, mirthless, and pissed
off. She was eighteen and had a chip on her shoulder the size
of Jupiter, Saturn, and the Sun combined, that is if the Sun
could be less sunny and more like a moldy gray death shroud.
Her favorite occupations were; practicing with her summoned
swords, bow and arrows, staff, chain and sickle, and spear.
And standing around mopping morosely preferably while leaning
against something as she was doing now. Oh, and eating.
Though she was a very thin girl with a set of washboard abs
and very little fat on her body other than her huge breasts
and round backside she was constantly hungry as her summoned
weapons and clothes and use of her spirit energy consumed
vasts amounts of her metabolism. Her favorite food was
anything from Dairy Queen and chili dogs. But it might be
more fair to say she had never met a food she did not like.
She had only two discernible marks or features upon her body
(other than her enormous firm breasts and her full round
backside) and those were a small white scar that ran down
from her temple to her chin on the right side of her face and
a small pop can top size tatoo that was in the lower center
of her back just above her buttocks and tail bone. This tatoo
continuously changed its design depending on what spirit
energy or weapon that Azure Angel was using at the time.
As such not only could Azure Angel summon a weapon but she
could then infuse that weapon with either; earth, wind, fire,
void, or spirit energy, much as she could her costume or
summoned street clothes. This additional spirit energy
changed the attack or defense nature of the item and also
changed the weapon set of attacks or defenses she could use
in combat. It also used up her body's stored energy very
quickly and could exhaust her If she was not careful.
She considered herself a ninja in training and had a high
level of martial arts proficiency. Because of her large
breasts and bubble butt that bent her body into a natural 'S'
shape she developed her own unique style of combat that used
her canter-levered off set balance to her benefit.
She was always broke and sullen about that. Her ability to
summon any style of clothing if she had worn a physical copy
of it for a while meant she spent a lot of time at the mall
trying on clothes so she could summon them to wear latter.
This meant that Yummie Wang was always fashionably dressed
for all occasions. But since she had to maintain a degree of
concentration to keep her garments summoned any small
surprised might mean she was suddenly naked in public.
This happened a lot. In fact way too often. In other words it
would be really hard to find any cell phone in her
neighborhood that did not have dozens of nude pics of her on
it as Yummie Wang or Azure Angel. Despite this no one seemed
to ever recognize her which added to her growling
disposition. When she was in costume almost everyone thought
she was Physchlock and when she was Yummie Wang everyone
thought she was 'that Asian chick from Charlie's Angels.'
Basically she hated people.
As a ninja she had no hesitation to use her 'womanly assets'
to get by in the world and if blowjobs had not existed she
surely would have invented them out of sure rent paying
necessity.
Her past was unknown and left unspoken but there were at
least a half dozen secret societies from the dim mists of her
past hunting her down on any given day.
But her deepest darkest most forbidden secret was her
obsessive desire to collect Fichu dolls. These were Japanese
vending machine small key chain sized mini-dolls of various
styles from the mystical magical land of Fichu. The small
figures were of fox eared girls in elaborate frilly dresses
and slim elves in fantastical leaf ensembles and various
anamorphic animals in vests and gloves and cravat and bowler
hats. A strange surreal combination of steampunk and
primordial forest fantasy. When ever Yummie Wang got a few
bucks scrounged up she never missed an opportunity to blow
some of it on the import vending machines down by the store
front import wharfs. After all you can't blowjob a vending
machine! Sigh, if only one could?!
The need for money kept Yummie Wang struggling to keep one
part time job after another long enough to get a pay check
and as Azure Angel to find enough paying gigs using her mad
ninja skills to make a buck that did not impede upon her
super heroine moral code. Not an easy thing to do. But there
were a few regular job providers she could pinch for some
quick if quirky work and one of them was Professor Whirtler.
Which was why she was now in his lab, leaning with her back
against a steel support I-beam, looking sour, surrounded by
several young girls who were pestering her with questions,
while she was waiting for the Professor to get done talking
to the teacher, who was leading the school tour through his
lab.
"Well," Azure Angel sighed and blew upwards at her bangs
which were hanging in her large gray eyes. "If I had to pick
one thing that every young girl needs to know if she wanted
to be a super heroine I would have to say; that she needs to
know how to get from one place to another in public naked."
"Really?!" One of the girls looked up from her cell phone on
which she was typing up notes like the others around her.
"Yep. Probably the most vital skill there is. I mean you
won't hear that from Ms. Americana or Got Gal or Omega Woman,
they will just tell you to brush your teeth and eat your
vegetables and do your homework. But yeah, seriously, the
number of times you find yourself wearing only your gloves,
mask, and boots, and needing to cross town is like insane."
The small group of girls nodded vigorously.
"And insertion."
"Insertion?" The tow headed girl in curls frowned and stopped
thumb typing as the red head next to her shrugged at her look
and scratched her head, perplexed, in turn.
"Yeah, you guys are still a little young so you should start
with carrots. But you are going to be needing to reach
cucumbers before you even think of putting on a mask and
cape."
"I am allergic to carrots," one of the girls said sadly.
Azure Angel shrugged.
"But we can start practicing naked walks through the city.
Can't we?"
Azure Angel shrugged again. "Sure. Whatever."
The girls began slipping out of their sun dresses of pleats
and bows.
"What would be a good distance for us to start with?" The red
head voiced as she helped unzipped one girl and then turned
giggling to be unzipped in turn.
Azure Angel thought for a second, "ah, you know Poet's Park?
That's right through the center of downtown and its a good
two miles there and back."
"Alright. We can leave our shoes on too right?" The girls all
waved bye and giggled and fled out the room wearing nothing
but their shoes, socks, and smiles.
Azure Angel sighed and wondered why she could not summon up
an I-pod?
The teacher came over all smiles until she saw the piles of
dresses upon the floor then she went white and then red;
"what have you done to my students?! You didn't vaporize them
did you?!"
"Don't get your panties in a twist. They went to Poet's Park
just off downtown."
The teacher blinked at Azure Angel who tried to smile back
reassuringly but it came out more like a leer.
"But-But their clothes are HERE!"
Azure Angel shrugged.
"You monster! You call yourself a super hero?" She began to
franticly gather up the pile of dresses and panties and slips
and training bras before fuming and stuttering all while
trying to dial her cell phone which meant she dropped over
half of the clothes behind her as she stormed out of the lab.
Professor Whirtler broke off talking to one of his lab
assistants and came over to Azure Angel. He saw the teacher
slamming out the lab doors and smiled and waved after her
utterly oblivious to her enraged state or the trail of young
girls clothes leading from Azure Angel's boot toes to the lab
doors.
"Ah. Azure Angel!" He turned back and smiled at her or at
least in her general direction. She was utterly certain the
man must be half blind and the other half deaf. "So good you
could drop by. I have been going over the haul you brought in
from Dragon Queen's secret base that you uncovered and broke
up the other day."
"It's too bad she got away... again." Azure Angel dropped her
crossed arms from their shadow perch under her huge
projecting breasts to clutch at her slim stomach which
rumbled in hunger.
"It is what it is," the Professor shrugged. "While I
understand the necessity to remove such a threat off the
streets; alas from my scientific perspective, I am a little
glad she got away. After all they don't make new creations
and inventions in jail do they?"
Azure Angel frowned she was beginning to worry that this was
not going to be a 'paying' gig after all. The old man loved
to talk and on several occasions he had summoned her only to
then spend the entire afternoon or evening rambling. Well at
least she could get some freebies out of the lab vending
machine once she had humored him enough. But a girl could
only live on so much diet coke and cherry blast fudge nut
bars.
"I have managed to duplicate Dragon Queen's ninja serum... I
think?" The Professor pulled out a hypo-gun out of his lab
pocket.
"Seriously?!" Azure Angel scoffed, "you mean she has a ninja
serum?! Professor it takes decades to even master the basics
of ninjistu. I find it hard to believe that-"
"Er, well let's find out." The Professor aimed the gun from
the hip and shot one of his lab assistants.
Azure Angel recoiled back in alarm and shock.
The assistant shot bolt upright and then suddenly began to
leap upon a near by desk and strike various martial art poses
while shouting out Ki combat cries as his muscles grew
slightly and his body toned up.
The Professor kept nonchalantly shooting his assistants one
after the other in the most placid manner of indifference.
Azure Angel reached out a hand and then yanked it back
uncertain if she should try and stop the man. Meanwhile, the
room was filled with former lab assistants now ninja's
leaping and flipping about shouting out their combat yells
and striking at the air.
The Professor seemed pleased until the ninja's began to kick
over desks and file cabinets and computer terminals and the
coffee urn at which point he barked them to order.
"That's enough! That's enough! That's most certainly enough!"
He screamed. "Good God you have trampled ALL of the jelly
doughnuts you yellow skinned heathens!"
Azure Angel clutched at her stomach as it howled at the news
the last of the doughnuts had just bought the big one and
then frowned as she realized some remark about yellow skin
had just flown by her.
The Professor sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose and
then shook his head. "All right. The lot of you go down to
the basement and clear out those Mister Grabby plants Flag
Girl let loose."
"Yes, oh, round eye, one." One of the assistants bowed
speaking with a Japanese accent and then vanished in a pouf
of smoke.
"All of you means all of you. Now go!"
"Yes, white devil master," another bowed and vanished.
"And you. You there so pathetically trying to hide behind the
potted plant. You too!"
"Yes, lowly barbarian cur." POUF!
The Professor sighed again and shook his head, "just look at
this mess."
"Ah, Mister Grabby plants?" Azure Angel puzzled out loud.
"Oh, yes, Flag Girl discovered them and thus named them. A
new type of rape-tiod plant that combines its milker and
grappler and insemination tentacles all into one. So it can
rape, hold, milk with any tentacle instead of the usual
specialized tentacles. Makes it a bit more unpredictable and
bothersome. And, er, makes the tentacles considerably thicker
if you, ah, know what I mean?"
"Oh. Wonderful."
"Yes. As mutations go it is intriguing. Now," he plopped the
dart gun back into his lab coat and slapped his palms
together and vigorously rubbed them. "The reason I called you
is this!" The Professor yanked a wrapped ham sandwich out of
his lab pocket.
Azure Angel brightened up and reached for it.
The Professor looked at the sandwich and shook his head and
returned it to a lab coat pocket and yanked out a heavy
looking wrist device.
Azure Angel dropped her hand and smile and sunk sullenly
against the post again.
"You know what that is?!"
"No."
"Well guess! Guess!"
"Is it a ham sandwich?"
"NO. It's a time machine! Came out of all that junk you
brought back from Dragon Queen's lab. Not really her thing;
time machines as a rule. She's more biology. Sperm and egg.
That sort of thing. But she has been working along side Pervo
off and on lately and I guess he must have left this little
beauty behind. Sort of like leaving behind at a friend's
house a CD or a pack of cigarettes or a used condom or-"
"It's a bit small for a time machine. Isn't?"
"Oh. This from the doubting Thomas of the ninja serum. Of
course it's not too small. I mean what size IS time. No this
thing powers off graviton waves and eh, well magnetic
polarization of magnetic field lines, eh, and ah, well-"
"You're sure it's a time travel device?"
"Yes! Ah, well could do with some testing. Just to make
sure."
Azure Angel sighed and held out a limp wrist and the
Professor giddily strapped the metal bracelet gizmo on her.
"It's a bit heavy. Kind of Clunky. Going to be a bit awkward
walking around with this weight on me."
"Oh, this from the girl with tits the size of beach balls.
Geesh! Brighten up! Perk up!' The Professor suddenly made
jazz-hands on either side of his head and smiled broadly,
"sparkle motion!"
"Eh, yeah. So how do I make it work? Do I just press here-"
"STOP!STOP!STOP!STOP!" The Professor ran screaming across the
room until he was behind a large metal slab with a small
glass window in it. He then peaked over the metal slab from
across the far side of the room and said in a normal voice,
"all right you may now proceed with your experiment."
Azure Angel rolled her eyes and sighed and began pushing
buttons and twiddling dials randomly.
At first nothing happened and then there was a large blinding
white pulse.
When her eyes adjusted she found she was still in the lab and
the Professor was still peeking at her through the narrow
glass window in the slab of heavy steel.
The pulse repeated again before Azure Angel could say
anything. The same huge white wave. It erupted out of the
device on her wrist then spread out in an ever increasing
circle until it disappeared through the lab walls.
It erupted again. And again. At increasing frequency. Each
pulses seemed stronger and happening at shorter intervals.
Again and again. More and more rapid like a car engine trying
to turn over.
Azure Angel stared around her; she seemed to be able to 'see'
the white pulse of pure light travel on and on beyond the
walls of the room. In fact the room seemed to be becoming
increasingly... transparent. And around her blurry white
objects began to move about or hover in the air. With each
pulse there were more and more of the white objects and the
room and the professor became stretched and thinner and more
transparent.
Soon the walls of the lab were gone and she was surrounded by
these vertical white fuzzy glowing caterpillars floating in
the air. The white caterpillars became blurry humanoid and
shape and started moving around at normal speed. Walking,
stopping, bending over picking things up. But they remained
imprinted upon a ghostly swirl of the lab and now the grounds
right outside the lab.
With each pulsing light wave the lab continued to dissolve
and fade and the white figures took more and more a firm
shape and substance.
Then a tipping point was reached and the racing pulse began
to slow down again. As if it had reached the bottom of a
slope and now was slowly rising up the other side to another
hill top.
When the white pulse faded in its intensity and slowed down
to an almost imperceptible ebb with several minutes between
its discharges; Azure Angel found herself standing on a broad
flat stone platform with a panorama of a stone dammed lake
and stone cause way and endless gardens and farm fields and a
distant walled city of stone behind which numerous towers and
a large central pyramid structure rose and around her were
numerous young women who looked at her with utter shock and
surprise.
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The pulse was gone as was the lab and the Professor and Delta
City and quiet possibly all of Earth as she knew it. She
could still 'feel' the pulse; very lethargic, very dull and
slow and deep in its lingering beat, but she could no longer
see it.
She stood upon a platform of fitted stone with a thick heavy
jungle at her back. To her right was a long low walled dam
made out of the same heavy yellowish stone blocks. It ran
straight in front of her in to the distant edge of the walled
city. She stood upon the embanked raised near shore.
A stone cause way ran along the dam raised up to it and so
placed so that a walking person was a body and a half from
the height of its lip. In three places a cut was made in the
dam's lip and water fell down a shaft cut into the surface of
the damn wall. This water fell into a series of small lakes
which each in turn repeated the features of its master above
and thus was a stepping stone of lakes and water falls.
To her far right the embankment surrounding the lake as a
levee overshadowed a stone pavement where many benches and
small gardens rimmed the somber jungle.
To her left raw jungle edged up to the valley where the
stepping stone lakes and water falls finally ended in farm
fields and a river that was as much a lake as a river that
winded out of her sight in a bowl of steep cliffs and flat
valley bottom land. The river at the very limit of her sight
bent sharply to the left and back toward the heavy jungle.
Directly in front of her the raised stone walkway bridged the
lower lake and lead to large walled gates. Behind these heavy
gates innumerably towers of all shapes and sizes but mostly
square in design rose above the walls. And in the center of
all of this was a large pyramid.
The flat side of the pyramid that faced her had two stair
cases that started in its base center (which she could not
see yet because of the wall blocking it) these open stairs
ran out from the center at a sharp angle to the edge of the
side and then cut back in again to meet in the center where
they then cut back out at an angle to the outer edges and
repeated thus to they reached the top of the pyramid.
At each meeting of the stairs there was cut back into the
pyramid a large opening leading into the center of the
structure. Many plants grew upon the pyramid and at these
openings where several trees and thick bushes.
This was because though the pyramid looked smooth at a
distance it was in face heavily carved with reliefs and
images and blocks were carved back and designed to house
fines and plants like stone window boxes. These boxes were
filled routinely with wood chips upon which these flowered
vines grew with little root system.
Latter observation would reveal to her that the pyramid was
not a true three sided pyramid as she would have understood
the term used but had four sides and the design of 'V' shaped
stairs cut into its side was repeated on all four sides.
All the structures were made out of the same yellow stone.
Many of the blocks were megalithic in size. And all seemed to
be joined together with such uncanny precision and masonry
skill as to show no sign of mortar between the hair line
fittings of the stones.
Everything glowed. Everything glowed a golden glow. The whole
panorama had a Max Parish painting light to it. There was no
sun in the sky. No clouds. A clear seamless blue sky fell
down to be reflected by a ripple-less blue lake. Blue
reflecting blue.
In this strange landscape people moved. Immediately next to
her moving on the path by the embanked lake and moving slowly
up to her uncertainly up the stone steps leading to her
raised stone platform at the jungle edge; moved women.
The women had oriental faces. Beautiful and serene if
somewhat confused and a little afraid. They wore only a long
skirt of delicate fabric that was heavily embroidered with
designs. The skirt was worn tied at the waist with a wide
sash. It was worn as a sheaf over the back of the buttocks
covering all the lower legs to the ankles. But in the front
it was worn open exposing the naked sex of the women.
Upon their slim arms they wore countless thing bracelets and
bangles encrusted with gemstones. At their long swan like
necks they wore more necklaces of all shapes and sizes but
their breasts were as bare and exposed as was their sex.
Upon the bridge causeway sat women fishing with thin long
simple poles. They wore the same open slitted skirt. But they
also wore an open small jacket made of the same material as
the skirts. Some of the jackets had short sleeves some were
sleeveless all were left open at the front and in fact
obviously were designed so they could not be pulled closed.
Some of the women fishing were also wearing round hats. These
simple hats were of a simple circle of woven fiber with a
small round cut out in the center. It was worn by simply
pulling the center cutout down upon your head and letting the
top of your head poke up out of the hat. The hats were of
stiff white-yellow woven material and though simple were
wonderfully made so that patterns and shapes and designs were
woven into them.
Like the clothing the simple hats were edged in heavy
bordering that lent a stiffness to the garments and an extra
air of ostentation to the wearer.
The women who had seen her, about half a dozen, approached
her carefully and nodded and smiled and kept eyeing her
garments with much curiosity. Never in all her life had Azure
Angel felt so over dressed!
The women spoke in a language she did not understand but it
was obvious that once initial curiosity of her garments and
recognition of her lack of being able to speak or understand
their words that the general gist was that she should follow
them and make her way to the walled city. This she allowed
and ended up in an odd awkward gate of trying to strike out
for the gate rapidly and stumble in place to turn to a pair
of curious touching hands and being yanked politely forward
on again.
Azure Angel quickly noticed two things; the first was that
every woman wore a knife upon her. These were short blades
about five to six inches in length. Being double edged for
slashing in either direction and being unusually broad bladed
for a dagger giving them excellent width for thrusting
attacks despite their almost round pointed tip. These daggers
were worn in ornate sheaves upon the hip in special loops
attached to the upper skirt hem or worn strapped to the
ankle. But every woman she saw wore one if not two.
The second thing she noticed occurred when she reached the
towering gate which was open both its heavy wooden doors and
its metal dropping portal gate. For the guards who formed up
to meet her were women too. And she suddenly realized all the
dozens of people she had seen so far had all been women!
The female guards were dressed identically to all the other
women she had seen with the open front sarong and numerous
layers of necklaces and arm bands and rings and ankle
bracelets. But in addition to this they were armed with broad
bladed spears that were a head and a half taller than they
were and shields that when resting on the ground rose up to
their armpits.
Some wore additional pieces of metal on their body for extra
protection such as; a front head piece or biceps coverings or
forearm guards.
Only one wore a full helmet with a metal cap and cheek flaps
and wore a full metal and leather chest piece and this one
was obviously the one in charge of the guards at the gate.
She was a bit taller than the others which meant she could
stare Azure Angel straight in the eye. She also took a lot
longer to convince that Azure Angel did not speak the local
language and had no way to convey the rather complex idea
that she had no idea where she was or why she was there.
Eventually she was lead on; fully surrounded by her own
personal guard into the city. The gate house was large and
had two metal descending portal gates so while she had been
dealing with the gate guard all she could make out of the
inner city was a lot of blurry figures moving about on the
bright stone pavement as she stood in shadow.
Now that she was inside the city she noticed many things.
First she was right about seeing only women. The entire
population of the city that she could see tended to be women
all wearing the same dress though all wearing it in as many
different styles and flourishes as possible.
She noticed the wall and gate house were very thick. Over
forty feet in width yet only a sixty feet high if that.
She noticed that the pyramid which was almost immediately
before her was not nearly as big as she had imagined. It was
only about four stories and she could now see that it was
covered in plants and midrid small water falls and had a
mosaic moat of shallow water all around it full of large
brightly colored fish.
The earth was covered in more flat stone identical to all the
other stone used and a lot of blowing dirt. There were many
gushing fountains of all designs and at least two were being
worked on and another being carved by a stone mason.
The city was also not as large as she had first took it to
be.
Mountains rose abruptly at its back and ran down into the now
unseen valley of farm land to her right and walled in the
equally obstructed by the city wall view of the lake to her
left.
As such the pyramid sat in the center of the front court yard
but only a few dozen streets of small stone houses filled in
the rest of the natural mountain bowl in a crescent around
the backside and sides of the pyramid.
She guessed that for all the architectural wonder around her
and painstaking work of hundreds of thousands of man hours of
labor that less than few hundred women lived inside the walls
of this city.
Much to her surprise she was not lead to the central pyramid
but along side it and past it to one of the few two story
stone buildings in the city and promptly lead inside and
placed into a room which could not be mistaken for anything
other than a holding cell.
The bared door was closed and bolted with a sliding bolt that
could not be reached from the inside. She realized that she
had seen no locks of any kind and her prison cell did not
look much used for all its layers of dust and she wondered at
the lack of crime but then when all women are dripping with
gems and silver and gold necklaces and wandering idly about
in lavish gardens who is there without that needs to steal?
To her utter surprise the door had no sooner closed than it
reopened and she was lead back out into the small room where
she was seated upon the floor before a low table where food
was quickly placed before her as well as jugs of spiced wine.
She ate everything they brought her and was slightly miffed
when they brought her no more despite her exaggeratedly
licking the decorative ceramic plates and loudly sucking her
fingers and even lifting up the table and looking for dropped
bits of food that might have rolled under it. But no. No more
food made its way to her.
She was lead back into the cell and this time a large pitcher
of cold water, a large basin of warm water, a wash rag, a
towel, a small cup, and an empty large mouth pot with a pile
of scented paper was left to her disposal.
It took her a minute to realize the pot was her toilet and
the scented paper her toilet paper. The scented paper had
hand painted designs of cranes on it and she wondered at the
extravagance of such.
She dispelled her clothes and bathed as best she could in the
warm water and then left her costume unsummoned and her self
naked for a wait of several hours.
When a new guard came for her she resummoned her costume and
mask and followed her new escort. These women were both
different from the gate guards (who she saw gathered at the
mouth of the gate watching her exit her prison shack) in
mannerism and dress. In mannerism they dripped royal regal
indifference to her utterly. They walked with languid
indolent pace and seemed to not to notice anyone. In
appearance they were monestrous. They wore lacquered bronze
armor that covered them from head to foot. And hideous
frenzied faced masks with their helmets. They also wore
swords on their hips.
The armor was a strange mix of western Gothic fluted style,
with Japanese face mask and segmented style. The clank of
their armor was offset by small wind-chimes that were set on
small hooks off the back of their shoulders as well as small
pitched flutes set upon their forearm guards so when they
walked and swung their arms there was a strange drone and
whistle and chime to their base clunk of metal.
These were warriors who wanted you to see them coming from a
mile away. Fearless and to be feared. Utterly imperial. As
such they must be taking her to the woman in charge. And this
time they took her into the pyramid.
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Thankfully she was not made to climb the stair cases that
crisscrossed the front of the four sided structure she was
lead straight into the base opening on the side facing the
only gate in the wall and to do this she had to pass over a
highly arched rainbow bridge over the mosaic tiled coy pond
moat.
There were no doors on the pyramid structure and with the
lack of anything but sliding bolts to bar a door and no key
locks of any kind and truly she had seen only one bar lock
and that on her cell and just one cell, well... the strange
mix of a huge wall and massive lone gate and yet not security
at all inside the wall had Azure Angel rather confused.
Her confusion only increased when she was lead a very short
distance and found herself before a step pyramid throne and
upon it not a woman but the first and only man she had thus
far seen.
He wore a mishmash of culture much like his city. He wore a
blanket coat highly brocaded with the left arm pulled out and
the sleeve pulled back and buttoned to his shoulder lapel so
his entire left arm was bare as was his chest washboard
stomach. His right side was covered by the coat and he wore a
pair of tiger skin pants and Chinese silk balloon pants.
He wore his hair in a long braided que wrapped around his
neck but he had a Japanese style helmet and face mask and
sword beside his throne. His bow and quiver were Mongolian
bone and sinew composite and there were Egyptian designs
painted upon his armor and the face mask was of the jackal
god Anubius.
"You must be a bit confused by all of this," he pointed a
long finger at the heavy metal bracelet upon her wrist. He
spoke some more but she was indeed confused and failed to
respond or answer him.
He then switched to English which suddenly made her realize
that he had been speaking in Japanese. She instantly decided
to pretend she did not understand Japanese and responded to
his English.
He nodded and then pointed at her breasts, "You looked ,er,
American. Lot's of protein and fat in your diet."
What followed next went by very quickly and was very bizarre.
One of the masked guards behind her yelled loudly in Japanese
that there was a snake about to bite her ankle.
The throne room was dark despite the large burning braziers
but she only recoiled away from the guard and turned her
upper body and looked at her in shock and bewilderment. She
did not move her feet one inch nor look so much as a glance
down at them.
A few minutes latter right in the middle of some more
conversations with the man who looked to be in his thirties
on the throne and who was asking her polite casual questions
about what she thought of the city and how she had been
treated. The same guard screamed out that a lamp was falling
and about to hit her and to move out of the way. Again in
Japanese.
Azure Angel once again cringed at the yelling guard and then
asked if this woman was going to continue to yell gibberish
at her? Was this some odd custom?
The man smirked and apologized and said no. From that point
on the man talked to her in English and his masked imperial
guards in Japanese.
The conversation remained lax and consisted of small talk. As
time went by he continued to perform his daily court tasks by
talking to his courtiers in Chinese and Mandarin.
Azure Angel spoke fluent English, Japanese, Chinese, French,
German, Russian, and some Mandarin and sub-dialects, she
still couldn't follow Peter Calpaldai's Doctor Who without
subtitles and she had no idea what Bob Dylan was singing.
Until she had seen the title, 'like a rolling stone' she had
swore he was singing, 'bring the whore home'?!
Over the course of the next two hours of her audience, during
which she was required to stand through out, she realized the
man on the throne required his subjects to learn a language
based upon their duties. They all seemed to speak this
guttural polygonum of bastard Manchurian and Cantonese and
mix of Chinese sub-dialects, but the gate guard were
instructed and ordered in some Slavic tongue that she began
to guess might be Serbian with its half Russian mixture. The
royal guard spoke Japanese. The courtiers who carried out his
commands on daily functions spoke Chinese and Mandrin. There
seemed to be some Taiwanese being thrown about as well.
Basically she could understand the imperial guard orders and
replies readily and most of the gist of the courtiers orders
and responses and almost nothing of the commoners and gate
guards all who seemed to arrive and make some report or
receive some command during her two hour post.
Meanwhile she continued to play dumb to anything not-English
and consequently learned a great deal more than she should
have in just two short hours.
The man on the throne was Kum Pow and his city was little
more than a harem who for whatever reason now had to run its
self with the whores doing more than applying nail polish and
brushing their hair all day.
This explained why there was no market and no money. Carts of
food were brought up early in the morning from the farms in
the valley below and the women went out and took what they
wanted. They had to do their own cooking. There seemed to be
no meat. But the smell of bread baking was constantly on the
air.
Internal crime within the city was unheard of but there was
apparently a serious external threat but what it was never
was mentioned.
Azure Angel found it strange that a few gate guards and a few
personal royal guards could deal with any serious attack to
the city. And a militia of dagger wielding women who spent
several hours a day practicing batting their eyes at their
own reflections in the many limpid bathing pools seemed
preposterous.
The farmers down below didn't seem to be upset and the
alluded to miners did not seem to weren't any oversight or
discipline. The metal smiths and stone masons weren't
grumbling.
Whatever the threat it was becoming increasingly apparent
that it was directed solely at Kum Pow himself and not any of
his all female subjects nor was the threat coming from his
all female subjects.
What's more one of the courtiers apparent duties was to
supply Kum Pow with an almost endless list of statistics and
items in stores, crop harvests, fisheries, people population,
new building projects, etc.
The population was interesting. His entire kingdom housed
only four hundred souls. All women. Of these forty were his
children, all girls. Who apparently were kept down in a sort
of school mini-harem in the valley waiting their coming of
age and mandatory marriage to Kum Pow.
Oh, and at the very last Kum Pow was informed that his
birthday feast was in the works and would be a week long.
After all how many people make it to the big 8-0-0?
It was hard not to react to that one. Azure Angel had to bite
her lip at the notion that the man sitting on the raised
thrown before her was a few weeks away from being eight
hundred years old?!
At last the long days work was done and with night setting
and Azure Angel was dismissed and handed off to one of the
courtiers who spoke fluent if weirdly accented English.
She was charged with all science related project oversight
and they ate together in her small home behind the pyramid.
They ate the evening meal (the one meal a day with meat in
it. That meat always being some form of fish.) And then
proceeded to climbed up the outside of the pyramid which
Azure Angel found to be rather questionable as the long day
and the large meal had made her logy and ready for bed. But
the courtier, whose name was translated into English as
Second Rising Sun, insisted and the climb though it looked
arduous turned out to be rather leisurely if long and
repetitive.
At the top of the pyramid were several telescopes and
astrolabes and various other star and sun measuring devices
and 'Sun', as Azure Angel insisted calling the not very happy
with that abbreviation to her name, showed the tired teen
over and over again that the stars in the heaven were
identical to the stars of the place she had left.
Apparently the fact that she was wearing a bracelet that had
brought her here was not a wonder to anyone at all in the
slightest and Azure Angel thought that was right shit.
It took the tired teen several attempts to understand what
Sun was trying to tell her because Sun was one of those
intelligent types who are utterly convinced that just telling
someone something is not going to work they have to figure it
out themselves to really learn and understand it! Of course
this is utter bullshit and why wars start.
Finally Azure Angel got it... almost. The bracelet was not a
time machine bracelet as she had not traveled in time at all.
It was also not some kind of space traveling device because
if she looked closely she could see that all around her were
the same geographic rock outcropping and river and valley of
the Delta City she had left. True the damming of the river
had changed things a bit and in the world she had left a lot
of landscaping had been done to the coast which she couldn't
see do to the heavy forest. And the forest was indeed now
that she gave it a good look not quiet a rain forest but more
a hard wood forest but she had only seen forests on TV and in
the movies and they were always tropical rainforests or
African jungles.
SO... okay she had not traveled back wards or forwards in
time and she had not left the very spot she had been standing
in when it had been a lab with a Professor Whirtler in it.
So what had happened?
Frustrated at Azure Angel just not getting it and seeing the
teen increasingly getting angry to the point of not wanting
to get it and Sun now suddenly worried about Kum Pow getting
pissed that Azure Angel did not understand 'everything' the
next time he saw her when obviously he expected Sun to make
her understand and Sun perhaps realizing that Azure Angel was
perhaps not the brightest star in the firmament did what she
should have done at the very beginning instead of dragging
the tired teen all the way to the top of a fucking pyramid;
she sighed shrugged and just told her... everything.
*************************************************************
Which broke down to this; the bracelet upon Azure Angel's
wrist had not been made by Doctor Pervo or Dragon Queen or
anyone back in 'her' world it had been made in Kum Pow's
world and sent into Azure Angel's world with hope of someone
putting it on and traveling back to Kum Pow's world.
Kum Pow's world was the same world both in time and place as
Azure Angel's world just slightly out of sync. A sort of
invisible world. Except is was not a world. It was an area of
about one hundred miles in radius.
Go to far and you literally fell of the edge of Kum Pow's
world. So instead of an invisible world it was more an
invisible city.
An invisible city filled with women ruled by a deathless Kum
Pow. But Kum Pow had some problems. First, he banished all
male children he sired to the forests. There they were taken
in by the already banished males living there.
Second; for a while now all of the children Kum Pow sired
were only males. The forests were riddled with men who wanted
to kill Kum Pow and claim the women and the city for their
own.
To this the women seemed to waver from absolute fear of the
men in the forest to almost banal complicity to those same
men's desires.
Kum Pow therefore wanted two things from Azure Angel's world.
One, women. He was utterly convinced that 800 years of
banging his own children's, children, children, ad nauseam,
had made the women now only able to produce male offspring.
And two he wanted some of those machine guns he had heard
whispered about by the handful of males that had responded to
the first four wrist bands he had sent through the edges of
the mist to Azure Angel's world over the decades. Whispered
about from the lips of men just before he pushed them off a
cliff. He wanted those guns so his guards could finally sweep
the forest clean of all those angry bloodthirsty men.
He had been too generous too kind too lax and now he needed
to purge his world of all those dangerous men and get some
new good breeding stock.
He was most impressed with Azure Angel and if she could just
bring him a few dozen more like her and several of these
machine guns he would be happy and even consent to make her
his primary wife!
If Azure Angel had been a tad more rested she would have
mentally worked out that the best and in fact only course of
action was to go along with Kum Pow and lean into his designs
and fenagle a way back to the Professors lab promising a
return with weapons and women that she had no intent to make.
But she was tired. And when Azure Angel is tired she is
little Miss Cranky Pants. She shouted, "FUCK THAT!" Over and
over again until she stopped panting and realized that Sun
had no idea what the word 'fuck' meant.
So Azure Angel explained it to her; of course the simple fact
is that fuck means sex. And so Sun was very excited that
Azure Angel seemed to want to get it on with Kum Pow in such
a definitive eager way.
So Azure Angel then had to try and explain that fuck while it
means sex also means; 'no, I won't do it.
I completely disagree. That is bullshit.' But that is like
explaining that 'banana' means fruit; and 'no, I won't do it.
I completely disagree. That is bullshit.' Or the word,
'tricycle' or 'grizzle bear' or 'avocado' or any other word
you can think of which of course dose not mean, 'no, I won't
do it. I completely disagree. That is bullshit.' And then
trying to explain that it does mean all of that, when of
course it really doesn't.
Fuck only means sex, nothing else. But when you live in
country settled by puritanical religious fundamental nut jobs
who just managed to escape a country that was about to do to
them what we are now doing to their contemporary Al Qudia
compatriots; then, well, any word that is a slang term for
sex is considered a derogatory swear word, that when used in
any angry connotation means all the aforementioned and then
some, no matter how much it really doesn't.
And explaining that to a woman who walks around with her tits
hanging out and her pierced bejeweled pussy on full display
as per the fashion of her people for generations innumerable,
and who in fact, is trying very hard not to show her disgust
at a teen girl who has covered her breasts and groin up...
is, well, fuck it!
The entire night was spent up on that pyramid and an
exhausted and pissed Azure Angel climbed down it followed by
a bewildered and very nervous 'Sun' who pulled and tugged at
her rings and dreaded the morning meeting with Kum Pow.
For whatever reason, it never occurred to her that the
weighty device on her wrist could not get her home. That it
was a one way ticket to ride. Even though she had never
thought to ask how it worked or how do I get home with this;
Azure Angel just assumed that having seen what there was to
see and being so extremely tired that she would bed down on
her futon in Sun's house, and wake up tomorrow (preferably
some time in the late afternoon) and head home to give the
Professor an earful and not stop until she had enough money
in the palm of her outstretched hand for rent and to fill her
fridge and freezer. Hmmmm, Dairy Queen!!!!!
*************************************************************
As it was she got less than an hour of sleep and at the crack
of dawn the imperial guard showed up to roust her into Kum
Pow's presence. She just couldn't quiet stand up. So the
imperial guard simply grabbed the corners of her futon and
carried it and her into the royal presence.
She arrived snoring and thus naked. Naked for women was
normal here so this was not considered inappropriate in Kum
Pow's presence and he let her sleep at his feet as he
conducted the day's business.
Occasionally he would play with one of her huge tits, that
each dwarfed her head, with his slipper foot and laugh at the
naughty things she would say in her sleep as he did so.
The nervous Sun answered her lords queries honestly; yes, she
believed the teen girl Azure Angel understood what was
expected of her, no, she was not sure the girl had willingly
and utterly agreed to these things.
Kum Pow simply shrugged at this. And ordered that the device
upon her wrist be removed and rebuilt to be sent again into
the lands of the mists.
The naked girl at his feet looked too pleasant to send back
to the land of the mists and his experienced eye could see
she would bear him many female offspring. This left him with
a problem of how to get more such women and some of these
'machine guns' he had been so thrilled about since they were
mentioned to him dozens of years ago.
Still sending a reluctant girl from the mists back to the
mists would be to surely lose her forever and the guns and
the promise of more brides like her. No, it would be better
to keep her and bed her and use her to sire more legitimate
offspring and hope the bracelet could lure more like her in
the future.
He had sent over a hundred such devices into the land of
mists each one costing the life of several women barriers who
had to take it far enough into the mists for it to cross and
who perished doing so.
Of the hundred only seven had returned. Six of those had been
men. The first two he had banished into the forest but now
the forest was too full of men and so he killed the others.
He could not kill his own sons though. Not as infants. But
those savage adult men. Those he could kill. Those that would
kill him. Those that threatened the fragile ecosystem of his
invisible city. They raped the forests and polluted it so
that there was scarcely a bird or animal alive in it. Now he
and his wives had to rely solely on the farm produce and fish
to subsist.
But now he had his first women from the mist and she was
certainly everything he could hope for; he lightly kicked her
tit and she moaned like a slut in heat and everyone laughed.
For reasons not he nor any of his scientist could discover
none born in his land could use the device to travel through
to the land of mists. He guessed it may have had something to
do with his lands being so much smaller than theirs but he
could not be certain. He also was not entierly sure that once
some one came into his lands that they could safely go back
but the tests seemed to suggest it was possible.
Still he did not want to risk his new bride on such a test.
Better to wait until someone else found another wrist band
and activated it.
If it was a man he would send him back immediately this time.
After all he now knew from the last man to come into his
invisible city that he had the most powerful allure for the
mist kingdom; his mines were almost limitless with gems and
gold and silver and they pulled buckets of diamonds out of
the river beds!
Any man that now came through the mists he could shove
handfuls of such wealth into his hands and pat him on the
butt to go back and he knew he would return in very short
order indeed with whatever he could find to trade for
handfuls of more.
Still he was no fool. Those machine guns he wanted could just
as easily be used against him to take what he offered in
trade for nothing in return. Men were dangerous. Men were
deadly. He alone could be trusted. But he had a plan.
He ordered his bride to be taken away and cleaned and ready
for her wedding night. He would take her on the night of his
birthday. Such a thing was unheard of but then this just
showed all his other brides how special this new one really
was. He understood that there was a pecking order behind his
back between his women and he pretended that he did not see
it but it did serve him well at times.
Azure Angel was taken away to a lone tower this time and
locked up, still snoring loudly as an old hound dog upon a
southern porch in the summer time.
*************************************************************
The days in the tower passed and the nights passed too. Azure
Angel passed them quietly getting Sun to come visit her and
tried to wheedle more and more information out of her.
No one seemed to understand that she could summon her clothes
or summon weapons and no one knew she had increased strength
and agility and healing powers. No one hear had ever heard of
a super heroine before; though the idea of a man who could
live to be 800 and look all of 30 was super in its own way.
Azure Angel was confident that with her Aphrodite gene
enhanced abilities and summoned weapons and costume she could
easily escape anytime she wanted. But escaping a tower or
some guards or even Kum Pow was pointless unless she knew how
to return to 'the mist lands' as the people of the invisible
city called it.
But obviously Sun was rather stubborn about not talking about
such things. And the days and nights til Kum Pow's eight
hundredth birthday passed and it drew closer and closer as
all the women of the city and farms hurried about putting the
finishing touches on the decorations and pageantry.
Desperate to avoid it but pretending she was utterly resigned
to her wedding; Azure Angel began to try different tacks, new
avenues of information, where she might gleam a knowledge
allowing her to escape. The one subject Sun was most eager to
discuss was Kum Pow. After all the more a newlywed knew her
spouse the more she could please him.
So Sun told her all his likes and dislikes and habits and
foibles and pet peeves; being eight hundred years old he had
many of these.
Eventually, as the time was originally several weeks of
preparation and that's a lot of talking even about an eight
hundred year old man; there in the last few days they reached
the bedrock of how Kum Pow had come to be Kum Pow.
Her information here came from whispers the old courtiers and
guards who became too old to bear children and went out into
the mists never to return told before their going. And they
were told in epic stories but the stories loosely revealed
the following basic plot outline once stripped of their lured
adventures and rampaging monsters.
That Kum Pow had simply walked in to the invisible city one
day. No one knew how he had found it. And that he had left
and returned many times. He brought people back with him. Men
and women. Back then the invisible city 'floated' on the
mists and when you went out into the mists you never knew
where you would end up in the greater mist kingdom. Then
after many years the people of the invisible city realized
they never aged never died. They decided to stop bringing
people from the mists back with them as the place was getting
a bit crowded.
Then there was a war. Terrible monsters killed everyone but
Kum Pow who in turn slain all the monsters. Alone in his city
he went out and gathered up many women from the mists but no
men for the men had brought the monsters. But men came
through the mists and again there was war and monsters.
Then again was Kum Pow was left alone in his invisible city.
Once again he went out into the mists and brought back women
but not men and this time he sealed the mists so no men could
come and attack him or his people again.
But only he lived on and on the women aged and died. So he
unsealed the mists.
The first three times he went to the edge of the mists there
was only water that one could not drink or bathe in, but on
the forth time he unsealed the mists it was a strange land
devoid of women or men just beasts. Some of these he brought
into his invisible city but the floating invisible city was
no longer floating. It had become stuck in place. And so he
sealed the mists again.
Hundreds of years passed and he turned his city of mud bricks
and wood into one of stone and his daughters became his wives
and those sons who served him well he let live with him in
his city but most of the sons turned against him and
reluctantly a time came where he eventually had to banish all
his sons to the forests as soon as they were born and weaned.
Then he began to have nothing but sons. Son after son and
only the rare daughter ever born. And the forests grew thick
with the raging mad sons who killed and slew and ate
everything but could not plant could not burn knowing nothing
of fire or metal and who even stones were too difficult for
them to cut down the huge primordial forest trees, only good
for throwing. They eat flesh raw and they wear the hides of
those they kill becoming in turn the animals that no longer
live in the dead woods they inhabit.
Kum Pow decided to open the mists again. He brooded on this
for a long time and no one knows why he choose to do this.
But it may have been in hopes his sons would simply wander
away once the mists were no longer deadly.
But he could not open the mists. They remained closed. He
sought another way and made the bands you used to come here.
We can not use them to leave but you can use them to come
here and perhaps if they are set properly you can use them to
return.
*************************************************************
Azure Angel decided her only chance of escape was to convince
Sun that the two of them together could open up the mists
again and give this as a birthday/wedding day present to Kum
Pow!
This was a hard sell for Sun. Because Azure Angel is
basically an idiot. She is very learned in street smarts
providing those streets resemble somewhere she has dewelled
for quiet a while.
But, well, if you hung thirty bronze rings from ribbons she
could shoot an arrow through all thirty and not make a ring
stir.
If you started the rings swinging and gave her thirty arrows
she could shoot an arrow through each of those rings one
after another before they would stop swinging and never make
a ring twitch with the arrows passing.
But if you asked her what half of thirty was she would have
to go over and start individually counting the rings and then
have to do some complicated scratching and count them again.
But like all stubborn willful teenage girls Azure Angel could
kick and scream and beg and sob her way to wearing down just
about anyone.
Of course to do this Olympian chore they needed several of
the bracelets to figure out how Kum Pow made them work. This
of course meant Sun had to figure out how they worked while
Azure Angel gave her shoulder rubs and patted her sweating
brow with scented hand painted crane pictured toilet paper
and stood at the side of the small locked tower room and
gestured with flags as she cheered her on!
"GO SUN! GO SUN! GO! GO! GO! SUN! SUN! GO!" Twenty minutes of
that actually got her kicked out of the tower room and she
had to sit upon the steps while bored gate guards watched
over her and whished she would wander off into the mists and
die already. Favorite bride, my ass! Phweeze!
*************************************************************
"So there I was; the day of my shot gun wedding with Kum Pow
and all looked hopeless!" Azure Angel was waving her arms
around dramatically in Professor Whirtler's lab as he stared
transfixed on her as she spoke.
"Well, then what happened?! How did you escape?!" The equally
excited Professor interrupted.
"Seriously? It's a story. You just have to listen and I will
tell you. Stop interrupting me Professor. That is like the
millionth time!"
"Sorry, Azure Angel but it is so very exciting."
"All right then. Now, where was I?"
"You were trying to escape using the Kum Pow wrist bands but
now it was the day of your wedding and his birthday so all
escape seemed hopeless and impossible," Professor Whirtler
reached into the red and white stripped popcorn bag his
assistants were eating out of and helped himself to another
mouthful.
"Ah! Yes! But you see Sun had managed to figure out how the
bands worked. Well sort of.
Anyway, we could drop the mist barrier, and we did, but we
also, sort of, accidently activated all the bracelets that
were still out there in our world. You see, Kum Pow had sort
of built an intelligence test into each bracelet. A sort of
Chinese puzzle box. He didn't want any stupid people to get
into his kingdom. He was looking for envoys after all to act
as agents or go-betweens between both worlds."
"Fascinating. Jenkins give the popcorn a few more squirts of
movie theater butter there."
"Yes, oh American capitalistic oppressor."
"Hmmmm. That ninja serum stuff has quiet a kick. Three weeks
and still active."
"Anyway," Azure Angel waved her arms calling attention back
to her and her story. "When we dropped the mist barrier and
also activated the bands dozens of people just showed up
suddenly! Including a guy in a speeding van! With the barrier
down the bands were much more powerful and they were bringing
not only the people wearing them or near them into the
invisible city but also all things immediately around them!"
"Incredible! Don't be stingy with the butter there, Jenkins.
Pour it all on like a good chap."
"So, the speeding van broke up the wedding ceremony very
handily. And it turned out to be an electronics delivery van!
Full of TV's and satellite dishes! Well, I saw that and I got
an idea!" Azure Angel slammed a fist into her open finger
gloved palm for effect.
"Er, yes must have been very painful for you dear, on the
popcorn Jenkins not on me!"
"So, while everything was complete pandemonium I hooked up
those TV's and dishes, er with a little help from the guy in
the van, and wired them into the power source that Kum Pow
was using to charge up his wrist bands."
"OH! I wish I could have seen that power source myself!
Crystals you said?"
"So, by the time Kum Pow had gotten everything back under
control I had wired up his Pyramid temple with surround sound
high definition big screen walls of... JAPANESE ANIMATION
PORN!!! And you know Professor once you go Japanese animated
porn there is just NO going back."
"So you keep telling me, dear."
"Well, after he got an eye full of that not only did he let
us ALL go but he kicked the whole lot of us out and then
resealed back up the mist so he could be alone with his
Japanese animated porn." Azure Angel smiled and held up her
hands palm up wards at her shoulders and then bowed slightly
as the ninja/assistants all began to excitedly applaud.
"So he let everyone go? The women, the newly transported
people, the-"
"Everyone. I thought I might have to kill the transmission
and leave him standing there yelling, 'I WANT MY PORN' like I
have had to do in the past and then negotiate? But nope. He
couldn't get rid of us fast enough before he closed up the
mist behind us."
"What about all those horrible mindless thuggish brute men
living in the forests? Did he kick them out too?"
"Yep. Everyone last soul. The horde of Neanderthal-like men
all instantly got jobs with the Republican Party so
everything is cool."
"And all those naked women? What became of them?"
"They all got jobs at Hooters and Wade Industries! Just as
soon as we all emerged outside of the mists and the news
reporters caught up to us walking down the freeway outside of
your labs. Heck! I don't think we made it all of a full city
block before all of them had jobs and places to live and I
was continuing on my way alone to the labs. Kind of pissed
off a lot of those people standing outside in the rain
waiting for the job fair to open up. But oh well!"
"Amazing! Simply amazing! Well, time to tally up your payment
for helping me with that little gizmo and seeing what it did.
Ah, yes. Well, as per the super heroine sliding union pay
scale you get your base pay of helping me test an unknown
alien artifact," Professor Whirtler reached into Jenkins
pocket and pulled out his wallet and began to riffle through
it as Azure Angel held out her gloved hand all smiles.
"Ahhhhh. Well, there was no getting topped, no loss of
bottoms, no naked internet pics taken, no butt pinching, no
nipple tweaking, no booby molestation, no tit milking, no
dildo rape machine, no forced orgasm, no impregnation, no
mutant birthing, no gang rape, no solitary rape, no forced
oral sex, no anal, no hand jobs, no around the world train
pulled by several midgets while being forced to listen to
Belinda Carlisle greatest hits CD, no bestiality, no being
shrunk and raped by insects, no forced insertions, no being
forced to self stimulate, no 69-ing another woman, in fact
none of the regular hazard pay applies... so just the base
pay then."
Professor Whirtler yanked out a twenty dollar bill and
slapped it into the palm of Azure Angel's hand. "Keep the
change! As a reward for a job well done!"
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