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SUPER MEGAN AND PROJECT G.O.D.: CHS 17&18
Story by Barry | Previous Chapter
Chapter 17: Agent Stephenson Has G.O.D. Like Plans
BANG! Dr. Forrest’s door violently flew open.
“What the….” he said as he got out of his chair and walked to the door.
A filthy and bloodied Agent John Stevenson entered the office and punched David in the nose.
“You realize what that fucking bitch made me do?” he roared at David, who was on the floor, nose bleeding.
“I tried to warn you Agent, but you wouldn’t listen. I told you your guns and weapons wouldn’t have any effect on her. Do you realize what being sextillion times stronger than anyone else means?” he said as he slowly got off the floor, grabbing his nose.
“Tossing around Humvees like toys is nothing to her now. You listen to me when I say this Agent, and hopefully it will get through your thick skull. Meg has enough strength to lift the moon,” he said. “Did you hear what I just said?” he asked again angrily. “The fucking moon!”
Agent John Stevenson slipped down and sat on the couch in the office.
“I can believe it,” he said as he dug into his pocket and got out a handkerchief. “Here,” he said handing it to David. David took it.
“Sorry about the nose,” John said.
“It’s fine,” David said. “I watched the satellite video. I did see what she made you do,” he said.
John sat up, getting ready to say something when David interrupted.
“Don’t worry John; I was the only one watching it. No one saw you, well, you know,” he said. “Your pride remains intact,” he added.
“Good,” John said as he leaned back. “Until that fucking Barry guy interrupted, my sound machine was neutralizing her,” he said.
“Yes it was. But now that she knows you have it, she is smart enough to find a way to defend against it Agent,” David said. “Don’t forget. Brawn AND brains,” he said. “Anyway, the attack wasn’t totally worthless. We did learn some things,” David said.
“Like what?” John asked.
“Well for starters, we know she can move things with her mind. That is how she flies. And that is how she lifted those Humvees into the air. We know she is invulnerable,” he said.
“She can also insert thoughts into people’s minds. Saw that for myself. She made my soldiers retreat,” John said.
“Astonishing,” David said. “Most important though,” he said as he got up and removed the handkerchief from his nose. “We realized that, right now, she is not the threat you think she is,” he said.
John stood up. “How can you even fucking say that? She destroyed hundreds of thousands of dollars in equipment. She mentally tortured my men. She made me…fuck, I can’t even fucking say it!” he exclaimed.
“All of that is true Agent but just think it through. With all of her amazing powers and abilities, she went out of her way to not kill anyone,” David said. “She really may be a Goddess now Agent, but she seems to be a very kind one.”
“You listen to me Doctor. I worship only one God, and it is not this flying bimbo. Kind or not, she has way too much power for one person. We have to even the odds. We have to enhance someone to face her,” he said.
David turned and walked back over to his desk and sat down. “Agent, we have discussed this. I simply can’t allow someone else to go through the project. It is too dangerous,” he said.
John stepped up to the desk. “Doctor, you no longer have a choice,” he said as five armed men filled the room.
“What the fuck are you doing?” David yelled. “This is a civilian operation. You can’t just come in here and take over!”
“Watch me,” he said. “Secure the Doctor. Get the chemicals ready for implantation of the project,” he ordered.
“You will lose control of this Agent. Trust me. Don’t do this,” David begged.
“Too late,” John said as he pistol whipped David across the face, knocking him out. “I have been wanting to do that for a while, Doctor,” he said as he left the room for the basement and a meeting with Project G.O.D.
Chapter 18: Super Meg Gets a Name, and a Costume
Barry and Meg entered the cabin.
“You want to grab the first shower?” he asked.
“No, you go ahead. I will use up all the hot water,” she said as she put their things down and looked around. The cabin was small with the kitchen, eating area and den basically one room. There was a small loft upstairs and a master bedroom with attached bathroom.
“Cozy,” she thought as she heard Barry get in the shower. She gently sat down on the couch, it groaning under her muscled weight and turned on the TV.
“We have breaking news. A military operation gone wrong. CNN has learned that a pre-planned military training exercise got out of control when several rogue members of the military used live rounds in a remote part of upstate California today. We so far have no reports of casualties. Check out these live pictures we are now just getting in,” the anchor said.
Meg smiled as she saw the carnage she had caused. “So that is how they are spinning it,” she said.
“Spinning what?” Barry asked as he came into the den, dressed but still drying his hair.
“What happened today. Won’t be too long before they link those big foot prints at your uncle’s cabin to the ones at that construction site. Sooner or later, it will get out that a human being is doing all this damage. I need to get out in front of this thing, sooner rather than later,” she said.
“Okay. You want to go public now?” he asked.
“What? In a Pepsi cola sweatshirt and busted up brown sweatpants? No,” she said. “I still need a costume,” she added as she got up and headed to the shower.
“A costume,” Barry thought smiling.
Meg put the shower on HOT as far as it would go and squeezed into it. The water, which would have burned anyone else, felt only slightly warm to her. She began scrubbing her massive muscles with soap and water, rinsing off the soot and dirt from the attack. She had to admit, feeling her muscles was a turn on. Never in her wildest dreams had she EVER thought she would have such huge and powerful muscles. Everywhere she looked, thick, sexy female muscles exploded from her frame. She flexed her right bicep and a beach ball rose from her arm. She smiled as she used the small in comparison washcloth to rinse it off.
Meg closed her eyes and thought about the day. She had just defeated the military with the ease of opening a soda can. God, she was SO POWERFUL! Meg’s hand slowly slinked down between her legs. The events of the day on top of feeling her own massive muscles were getting to her. Suddenly a voice entered her head.
“You get too excited and you could crack open the Earth,” she heard herself think.
Meg opened her eyes and sighed. “Being super has some disadvantages,” she thought as she continued to wash off. After twenty minutes she turned off the water and got out of the shower. Using four towels, she began drying herself off. She squeezed back into her awful clothes and opened the bathroom door.
Barry was sitting on the bed, smiling.
“What are you grinning about?” she asked.
“Your costume Goddess,” he said as he took some papers from behind his back. “While we were at the cabin, I got online and did some research. I knew you weren’t real excited about having a costume, but I wanted to just see what is out there,” he said handing her the papers.
Meg quickly scanned them. “Bulletproof clothing?” she asked and the smiled. “Ah, I see. So if I do get shot up like today, they won’t just disintegrate, right?” she said.
“You got it. Look, they have jackets, shirts, even pants. I figure we order some and you can use that super strength of your to mold it into a costume,” he said.
“Good thinking Barry,” she said and then frowned. “Says here it takes ten business days to be delivered. I don’t want to wait that long,” she said.
“Oh,” Barry said as he took the sheet. “I didn’t read that part. Well, says here they have a store up in Oregon. That isn’t that far, we could just drive up and….”
WHOOOSH! Was heard, knocking Barry down on to the bed. Meg had disappeared.
In a blink of an eye, Super Meg was hovering over the store in Oregon. Using her mental prowess, she detected two customers and three sales persons. Meg closes her eyes and concentrated.
“Customers, leave,” she thought. She smiled as the two customers walked out.
“Manager, close the store and tell your employees to go home.”
“Okay guys, closing early today. Pack it up and see you tomorrow,” she heard the manager say. Meg giggled as she watched the employees get in their cars and drive away. She quickly descended and easily broke open the front door. Taking a bag from behind the desk, the super human went shopping.
Barry sat up and scratched his head. “Meg?” he said aloud as he got up and looked around the cabin. “Where did she….”
WHOOOSH! He once again found himself on the ground looking up at Meg. She was holding several bags.
“Hiya Barry, what you doing down there?” she laughed.
He got up. “Where did you…” he looked at the bags and shot her a look. “Oh, I see. You flew up to the store and stole that stuff didn’t you?” he said.
She frowned. “So moral,” she said. “What is the point of being omnipotent if I can’t take what I want from time to time? Anyway, it is for a greater good,” she said walking into the bedroom.
Barry followed. “Meg, just because you can bench press a planet doesn’t mean you are above the law,” he said.
She laughed. “Really?” she said flexing her left bicep.
He gulped in, mesmerized by the sheer size of her mighty and beefy bicep.
“If it makes you feel any better, after I go public I will go back to the store and make it right. Deal?” she said still flexing. “Or do you want to try and make me pay for it now little man?” she asked with a coy smile.
“N…no. I, you would mop the floor with me with your pinky toe,” he said.
“No doubt!” she said. “Now, go into the den. I am going to get to work and want it to be a surprise,” she said.
“Yes Goddess,” he said as he closed the bedroom door and went into the den.
Meg looked at the material. She had grabbed several dark red jackets, several white and black long sleeved shirts, several pairs of black pants.
“Let’s see if this works,” she thought as she closed her eyes. Once again calling on her mental powers, she thought of reworking the material into the costume in her mind. For the first time, she was having difficulty with the task.
“Ung,” she gasped. “Apparently altering matter is tough,” she thought. Slowly, the material in front of her began to buzz. She was doing it! She was altering matter!
“Fucking cool!” she said aloud as the material began to take shape.
Barry heard the bedroom door open. He sat up on the couch.
“Wow…” he said as the muscled vision walked into the den. Before him was Meg, only now she truly looked like the super heroine she had longed to be.
She had somehow molded the black material into boots which went up almost to her massive knees. Her calves bulged out, straining the material. She was wearing what could only be described as a white one piece bathing suit which showed off her massive legs. Across her belt line was a dark red belt. She had a black cape hanging from her back. Accross her chest in a darker red was SW.
Barry slowly stood up and walked up to Meg.
“I fucking love it!” he said. He looked to the SW which was eye level with him.
“SW?” he asked.
Meg put her hands on her hips and hit a power pose. “SUPER WOMAN!” she exclaimed.
“Super Woman…” he repeated. “Fitting,” he said in amazement.
Chapter 17: Agent Stephenson Has G.O.D. Like Plans
BANG! Dr. Forrest’s door violently flew open.
“What the….” he said as he got out of his chair and walked to the door.
A filthy and bloodied Agent John Stevenson entered the office and punched David in the nose.
“You realize what that fucking bitch made me do?” he roared at David, who was on the floor, nose bleeding.
“I tried to warn you Agent, but you wouldn’t listen. I told you your guns and weapons wouldn’t have any effect on her. Do you realize what being sextillion times stronger than anyone else means?” he said as he slowly got off the floor, grabbing his nose.
“Tossing around Humvees like toys is nothing to her now. You listen to me when I say this Agent, and hopefully it will get through your thick skull. Meg has enough strength to lift the moon,” he said. “Did you hear what I just said?” he asked again angrily. “The fucking moon!”
Agent John Stevenson slipped down and sat on the couch in the office.
“I can believe it,” he said as he dug into his pocket and got out a handkerchief. “Here,” he said handing it to David. David took it.
“Sorry about the nose,” John said.
“It’s fine,” David said. “I watched the satellite video. I did see what she made you do,” he said.
John sat up, getting ready to say something when David interrupted.
“Don’t worry John; I was the only one watching it. No one saw you, well, you know,” he said. “Your pride remains intact,” he added.
“Good,” John said as he leaned back. “Until that fucking Barry guy interrupted, my sound machine was neutralizing her,” he said.
“Yes it was. But now that she knows you have it, she is smart enough to find a way to defend against it Agent,” David said. “Don’t forget. Brawn AND brains,” he said. “Anyway, the attack wasn’t totally worthless. We did learn some things,” David said.
“Like what?” John asked.
“Well for starters, we know she can move things with her mind. That is how she flies. And that is how she lifted those Humvees into the air. We know she is invulnerable,” he said.
“She can also insert thoughts into people’s minds. Saw that for myself. She made my soldiers retreat,” John said.
“Astonishing,” David said. “Most important though,” he said as he got up and removed the handkerchief from his nose. “We realized that, right now, she is not the threat you think she is,” he said.
John stood up. “How can you even fucking say that? She destroyed hundreds of thousands of dollars in equipment. She mentally tortured my men. She made me…fuck, I can’t even fucking say it!” he exclaimed.
“All of that is true Agent but just think it through. With all of her amazing powers and abilities, she went out of her way to not kill anyone,” David said. “She really may be a Goddess now Agent, but she seems to be a very kind one.”
“You listen to me Doctor. I worship only one God, and it is not this flying bimbo. Kind or not, she has way too much power for one person. We have to even the odds. We have to enhance someone to face her,” he said.
David turned and walked back over to his desk and sat down. “Agent, we have discussed this. I simply can’t allow someone else to go through the project. It is too dangerous,” he said.
John stepped up to the desk. “Doctor, you no longer have a choice,” he said as five armed men filled the room.
“What the fuck are you doing?” David yelled. “This is a civilian operation. You can’t just come in here and take over!”
“Watch me,” he said. “Secure the Doctor. Get the chemicals ready for implantation of the project,” he ordered.
“You will lose control of this Agent. Trust me. Don’t do this,” David begged.
“Too late,” John said as he pistol whipped David across the face, knocking him out. “I have been wanting to do that for a while, Doctor,” he said as he left the room for the basement and a meeting with Project G.O.D.
Chapter 18: Super Meg Gets a Name, and a Costume
Barry and Meg entered the cabin.
“You want to grab the first shower?” he asked.
“No, you go ahead. I will use up all the hot water,” she said as she put their things down and looked around. The cabin was small with the kitchen, eating area and den basically one room. There was a small loft upstairs and a master bedroom with attached bathroom.
“Cozy,” she thought as she heard Barry get in the shower. She gently sat down on the couch, it groaning under her muscled weight and turned on the TV.
“We have breaking news. A military operation gone wrong. CNN has learned that a pre-planned military training exercise got out of control when several rogue members of the military used live rounds in a remote part of upstate California today. We so far have no reports of casualties. Check out these live pictures we are now just getting in,” the anchor said.
Meg smiled as she saw the carnage she had caused. “So that is how they are spinning it,” she said.
“Spinning what?” Barry asked as he came into the den, dressed but still drying his hair.
“What happened today. Won’t be too long before they link those big foot prints at your uncle’s cabin to the ones at that construction site. Sooner or later, it will get out that a human being is doing all this damage. I need to get out in front of this thing, sooner rather than later,” she said.
“Okay. You want to go public now?” he asked.
“What? In a Pepsi cola sweatshirt and busted up brown sweatpants? No,” she said. “I still need a costume,” she added as she got up and headed to the shower.
“A costume,” Barry thought smiling.
Meg put the shower on HOT as far as it would go and squeezed into it. The water, which would have burned anyone else, felt only slightly warm to her. She began scrubbing her massive muscles with soap and water, rinsing off the soot and dirt from the attack. She had to admit, feeling her muscles was a turn on. Never in her wildest dreams had she EVER thought she would have such huge and powerful muscles. Everywhere she looked, thick, sexy female muscles exploded from her frame. She flexed her right bicep and a beach ball rose from her arm. She smiled as she used the small in comparison washcloth to rinse it off.
Meg closed her eyes and thought about the day. She had just defeated the military with the ease of opening a soda can. God, she was SO POWERFUL! Meg’s hand slowly slinked down between her legs. The events of the day on top of feeling her own massive muscles were getting to her. Suddenly a voice entered her head.
“You get too excited and you could crack open the Earth,” she heard herself think.
Meg opened her eyes and sighed. “Being super has some disadvantages,” she thought as she continued to wash off. After twenty minutes she turned off the water and got out of the shower. Using four towels, she began drying herself off. She squeezed back into her awful clothes and opened the bathroom door.
Barry was sitting on the bed, smiling.
“What are you grinning about?” she asked.
“Your costume Goddess,” he said as he took some papers from behind his back. “While we were at the cabin, I got online and did some research. I knew you weren’t real excited about having a costume, but I wanted to just see what is out there,” he said handing her the papers.
Meg quickly scanned them. “Bulletproof clothing?” she asked and the smiled. “Ah, I see. So if I do get shot up like today, they won’t just disintegrate, right?” she said.
“You got it. Look, they have jackets, shirts, even pants. I figure we order some and you can use that super strength of your to mold it into a costume,” he said.
“Good thinking Barry,” she said and then frowned. “Says here it takes ten business days to be delivered. I don’t want to wait that long,” she said.
“Oh,” Barry said as he took the sheet. “I didn’t read that part. Well, says here they have a store up in Oregon. That isn’t that far, we could just drive up and….”
WHOOOSH! Was heard, knocking Barry down on to the bed. Meg had disappeared.
In a blink of an eye, Super Meg was hovering over the store in Oregon. Using her mental prowess, she detected two customers and three sales persons. Meg closes her eyes and concentrated.
“Customers, leave,” she thought. She smiled as the two customers walked out.
“Manager, close the store and tell your employees to go home.”
“Okay guys, closing early today. Pack it up and see you tomorrow,” she heard the manager say. Meg giggled as she watched the employees get in their cars and drive away. She quickly descended and easily broke open the front door. Taking a bag from behind the desk, the super human went shopping.
Barry sat up and scratched his head. “Meg?” he said aloud as he got up and looked around the cabin. “Where did she….”
WHOOOSH! He once again found himself on the ground looking up at Meg. She was holding several bags.
“Hiya Barry, what you doing down there?” she laughed.
He got up. “Where did you…” he looked at the bags and shot her a look. “Oh, I see. You flew up to the store and stole that stuff didn’t you?” he said.
She frowned. “So moral,” she said. “What is the point of being omnipotent if I can’t take what I want from time to time? Anyway, it is for a greater good,” she said walking into the bedroom.
Barry followed. “Meg, just because you can bench press a planet doesn’t mean you are above the law,” he said.
She laughed. “Really?” she said flexing her left bicep.
He gulped in, mesmerized by the sheer size of her mighty and beefy bicep.
“If it makes you feel any better, after I go public I will go back to the store and make it right. Deal?” she said still flexing. “Or do you want to try and make me pay for it now little man?” she asked with a coy smile.
“N…no. I, you would mop the floor with me with your pinky toe,” he said.
“No doubt!” she said. “Now, go into the den. I am going to get to work and want it to be a surprise,” she said.
“Yes Goddess,” he said as he closed the bedroom door and went into the den.
Meg looked at the material. She had grabbed several dark red jackets, several white and black long sleeved shirts, several pairs of black pants.
“Let’s see if this works,” she thought as she closed her eyes. Once again calling on her mental powers, she thought of reworking the material into the costume in her mind. For the first time, she was having difficulty with the task.
“Ung,” she gasped. “Apparently altering matter is tough,” she thought. Slowly, the material in front of her began to buzz. She was doing it! She was altering matter!
“Fucking cool!” she said aloud as the material began to take shape.
Barry heard the bedroom door open. He sat up on the couch.
“Wow…” he said as the muscled vision walked into the den. Before him was Meg, only now she truly looked like the super heroine she had longed to be.
She had somehow molded the black material into boots which went up almost to her massive knees. Her calves bulged out, straining the material. She was wearing what could only be described as a white one piece bathing suit which showed off her massive legs. Across her belt line was a dark red belt. She had a black cape hanging from her back. Accross her chest in a darker red was SW.
Barry slowly stood up and walked up to Meg.
“I fucking love it!” he said. He looked to the SW which was eye level with him.
“SW?” he asked.
Meg put her hands on her hips and hit a power pose. “SUPER WOMAN!” she exclaimed.
“Super Woman…” he repeated. “Fitting,” he said in amazement.
Monday, June 11, 2012
SUPER MEGAN AND PROJECT G.O.D.: CHS 15&16
Story by Barry | Previous Chapter
Chapter 15: The Aftermath
“Fucking shit, what a fucking rush!” the most powerful being on Earth said as she pounded her way back to the cabin. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
“Barry, thanks again for….” She didn’t finish. “Barry?” she asked as he was not walking along her side. She looked back and laughed. Barry was behind her, several yards behind her. He was getting up, having tripped and fell over one of the large foot shaped divots Meg was leaving in the ground.
“You okay?” she asked smiling. “What are you doing back there?” she asked.
Barry got to his feet. “What am I doing back here?” he repeated. “Trying to keep up. You’re so freaking big now that one of your strides is like three or four of mine so I basically have to run to keep up with you. Second, it is kinda hard to maintain balance with your foot quakes shaking the ground every time you walk. Third, well, I am still learning to navigate around your massive footprints in the ground. I tripped and fell into one,” he said.
Meg roared with laughter. “Is this better?” she asked looking at him.
“Whoa!” Barry exclaimed as he slowly levitated into the air and moved to Meg’s side. She began walking again, with Barry floating at her side.
“Thanks,” he said, still getting used to the unfamiliar feeling of flying.
“No prob,” she said. “Anyway, like I was saying, thanks again for coming to my aid. I don’t know if I could have taken much more of that awful sound,” she said.
“You’re welcome Goddess Meg,” he said. She smiled.
“Yeah, about that. I, I don’t know what came over me. After I crushed that device, all I could think about was making that little man cower and grovel before my power,” she said.
“Saw that,” Barry answered. “And where did the kissing your foot come from?” he asked.
Meg shrugged, slightly embarrassed. “I really don’t know. Seemed like the ultimate show of respect or, in his case, humiliation. To be honest, I wasn’t even thinking of him as being human. I looked at him, more, more like, like…”
“Like what?” Barry asked. “Use some of that massive intelligence of yours pick some words,” he teased.
“Funny,” she said as she thought about raising him much higher.
“Whoa….shit!” Barry exclaimed as he raced up sixty feet into the air.
“Meg put me down! Put me down!” he screamed.
Meg laughed as he slowly came back to his original floating position. “Don’t make fun of a Goddess Barry,” she teased.
Barry gulped. “Lesson learned,” he said. “Now, you were saying,” he said.
“Right. The only way I can explain it, is he felt more like a disobedient pet to me. Something I, well, I owned.”
Barry gulped again. “Owned?” he repeated. “Okay, I, I guess I can see that. He had just tried to kill you, you were really pissed, you have, have unlimited power. I, I can see thinking that in that instance,” he said.
Meg stopped and faced her floating friend, who was now eye level with her height. “It wasn’t just him Barry. The soldier, the one I searched his brain to find out about that agent. It happened then to. I felt total and utter superiority over him. I had to fight the urge to make him cower at my feet,” she said.
“Um…okay,” Barry said. “You, you ever think that way about me?” he asked.
Meg looked down. “Sometimes,” she quietly said.
Barry reached out and touched her big cheek. “Hey,” he said as he tried to lift her head up to face him. “Ummmffff…” he gasped.
“You know you aren’t strong enough to do that,” she said, half smiling. She lifted her head and looked at him.
“Look. You, you have been through a lot. I mean, just last week you were a normal girl with normal problems like paying rent or, or saving up for new shoes. Now, now you are a muscle bound super woman with the strength and powers of a freaking God. I mean hell, it was me who even suggested you call yourself Goddess Megan. Just a few minutes ago, I think I basically agreed to worship you when we got back to the cabin. You want to know why you felt superior?” he asked.
“Because I am,” she answered.
“Right Meg. Because you now are superior. In every way I can think of. You’re the smartest person on the planet. Not to mention the most muscular and powerful being on Earth,” he said. “That has to get in your head, so don’t feel bad,” he said, trying to console her.
“Thanks Barry. I think I needed to hear that.”
“You are welcome. Now, I am not trying to talk you into enslaving the world, but give yourself some slack as you adjust to this new, well, super normal,” he said.
“Okay. You know, for a weak little mortal, you are pretty smart,” she said smiling.
“And for an omnipotent being, you are pretty fucking amazing,” he answered.
She reached over and gently gave him a hug.
“Ommfff,” he gasped, the air rushing out of him as her massive arms wrapped around his torso.
“Sorry,” she said letting go.
“No…no worries,” he said. He was pretty sure that was going to leave a series of bruises!
She returned to her walk towards the cabin.
“Can I ask you something?” Barry said.
“Shoot,” she answered.
“You just defeated the United States army. Was anything about that even hard?” he asked.
Meg laughed. “Not really. I mean, I hardly felt the bullets and grenades. I did feel the missiles, kind of like rain drops to a normal person. To be honest, the hardest part was implanting that thought of retreat in all of those soldiers’ heads without exploding their brains. That took some concentration, but the rest was pretty easy. To be honest, it was kinda fun,” she said.
“Fun?” he said astonished. “Fucking unreal.”
The duo reached the cabin. It sat at an odd angle, with all of the windows blown out.
“I am guessing my foot stomp did this?” she said.
“Uh huh. It is a huge mess inside. I think every wall is cracked. Not to mention the buckling of the floor. You owe my uncle Danny a new cabin in the woods,” Barry said.
“Sorry about that…” she said sheepishly.
“Ah, no worries. I never much liked him anyway. If you still want to hide out, there is a cabin rental place about twenty miles from here. Pretty remote cabins. We can set up shop there for a while,” he said. “Your treat though,” he added.
“Of course,” she said as they entered the cabin. Meg found the clothes Barry had purchased and put on another god-awful sweatshirt and sweatpants. She longed to take a shower, to wash the soot and dirt off of her, but she was pretty sure her stomp had bent the water pipes. It would have to wait until they got to the new cabin.
After about twenty minutes, the two went back outside. “Okay, ready to go?” he asked.
“Uh huh,” she said. “Where is this place?” she asked.
“In a small town call Prestonsburg, about twenty miles east of here,” he said.
“Okay,” she said as she levitated.
“Hey, hold up,” Barry said. “I think a flying girl may get us more attention than we want. I can drive my uncle’s truck,” he said. “You can fit in the back and stay covered with that old tarp you wore when you busted up my house,” he said.
Meg gently landed and looked at the truck. All the windows were blown out of it as well.
“What about the windows, seems like that would cause attention,” she said.
“Maybe. But I think a flying muscular super girl would cause more. Hop in Goddess,” he teased. “Your chariot awaits!”
Chapter 16: A Change of Scenery and a New Plan Emerges
Meg sighed as she gently got in the back. Barry covered her with the tarp and got behind the wheel. The front of the cabin had become an obstacle course. It was difficult navigating through chunks of Humvees and weapons. Not to mention huge foot prints and holes caused by explosions. Despite the difficulty, Barry managed to get to the main road and take off.
“Police are on their way, pull off on this side road,” he heard Meg’s voice say in his head.
“Can you please ask my permission before you talk to me through telepathy?” he said aloud.
“Can I talk to you through telepathy?” she sarcastically asked.
“Smartass,” he thought. “I don’t hear any police, but you are the boss,” he thought as he pulled off on a side road and drove behind some large bushes. After waiting for ten minutes, Barry was going to say something when suddenly he heard the sirens. He watched through the bushes as several police cruisers raced towards the cabin.
“Good call,” he said aloud.
“Thanks. Don’t worry; they won’t link it to you. As they passed, I inserted a thought to block any knowledge of you or me being there,” she thought.
“Wow,” he said aloud, looking back at the covered up Meg. “Like a Jedi mind trick,” he thought.
“These are not the droids you are searching for,” Meg thought to him. Barry laughed and got back on the road.
“So, since we both didn’t bring our wallets, this may be a tad tricky,” Barry thought.
“No problem there. Just pull up to the rental place. I will make him think we paid him,” she said.
Barry sighed. “I am not sure I like that,” he said.
“Well, we used up all the cash we found in your uncle’s cabin on food and clothes. It is either that, or you drive back to your house and get your wallet,” she thought.
“True,” he said. “Just don’t…don’t cause any permanent damage to the guy okay? He is just doing his job,” Barry said.
“I won’t. Getting pretty good at this telepathy thing,” she responded.
Barry continued to drive. Being careful to still watch the road, Barry reached over and grabbed the notebook with the list of names for Meg.
“Been thinking about that,” he heard her say in his brain.
“Oh yeah?” he said aloud. “What did you decide?” he asked.
“Well, Goddess Megan is a tad presumptuous. If that military attack taught me something, it is that if you call yourself a God, even if you are one, it scares people. I think some variation of ‘super’ before my name will work. And I am now agreeing with you Barry. I do need some sort of costume I think. People are used to reading comics, seeing those superhero movies. If I dress myself in something kind of familiar, it might ease my introduction to them,” she thought.
“Good point,” he said putting the notebook down. “Hey, we are almost here,” he said as he pulled into the long driveway up to rental place.
“I know,” she said. “Been looking through your eyes,” she said nonchalantly.
“Fuck,” he said. “You can do that too?”
“Seems so,” she said. “Oh, one last thing. About what you said when I let that agent go,” she beamed telepathically.
Barry moved around uncomfortably in his seat. “Um, yeah,” he said.
“I know you still want to,” she thought.
“Well, you seemed to want me to. It, well you know I have a thing for strong women, and watching you dominate that asshole was really…hot,” he said out loud. He heard giggles in his head.
“At the time, I did want you to worship me. I calmed down though on our walk back. But if you want, we can have some fun with it tonight. I kinda like it when you call me Goddess,” she thought to him.
“I don’t need telepathy to know that,” he said as he pulled into the parking place. “Okay, turn on those super ears of yours. When he asks for payment, do your thing,” he said as he got out of the car. “Carefully,” he added.
“Stop worrying,” she thought to him.
Barry entered the rental cabin and rang the bell on the desk. A kindly looking elderly man came from the back.
“Hello young man, can I help you?” he asked.
“Damn,” Barry thought. “I would feel better about this if he was some dickish punk.”
“Yes, hi. I, I need a cabin. A remote one if possible,” he said.
“Sure. How long you plan on staying?” he asked.
“Oh, um, not sure. Just trying to get away for a few days, maybe do some fishing,” Barry lied.
“Well, we got a great river for that. Although, be careful. Had ourselves an earthquake a few hours ago. Oddest thing, it was one huge jolt and then nothin’” he said. “I can see it busted up your truck pretty good. You okay?” he old man asked.
“Yes, fine. Thanks. Yeah, I, I felt it too. Broke the windows in my truck is all,” Barry again lied while trying to hide his feelings of amazement from Meg as he realized her foot stomp was felt twenty miles away.
“Okay, you have paid for four nights. Appreciate you paying up front,” he said.
Barry looked back at the truck, knowing he hadn’t paid him anything. Meg had done her part.
“Cabin 14. Just foller' the road down about a mile and take your first left. Will be the only cabin on that road,” the old man said as he handed him the keys. Barry took them.
“Thanks,” he said as he started to walk away.
“Oh, one last thing young man. Rumor is you got yourself a very very tiny penis,” he said.
Barry’s mouth dropped and he was about to respond when he once again heard giggles in his head.
“Funny,” Barry thought back to Meg. “Really really funny.”
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Chapter 15: The Aftermath
“Fucking shit, what a fucking rush!” the most powerful being on Earth said as she pounded her way back to the cabin. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
“Barry, thanks again for….” She didn’t finish. “Barry?” she asked as he was not walking along her side. She looked back and laughed. Barry was behind her, several yards behind her. He was getting up, having tripped and fell over one of the large foot shaped divots Meg was leaving in the ground.
“You okay?” she asked smiling. “What are you doing back there?” she asked.
Barry got to his feet. “What am I doing back here?” he repeated. “Trying to keep up. You’re so freaking big now that one of your strides is like three or four of mine so I basically have to run to keep up with you. Second, it is kinda hard to maintain balance with your foot quakes shaking the ground every time you walk. Third, well, I am still learning to navigate around your massive footprints in the ground. I tripped and fell into one,” he said.
Meg roared with laughter. “Is this better?” she asked looking at him.
“Whoa!” Barry exclaimed as he slowly levitated into the air and moved to Meg’s side. She began walking again, with Barry floating at her side.
“Thanks,” he said, still getting used to the unfamiliar feeling of flying.
“No prob,” she said. “Anyway, like I was saying, thanks again for coming to my aid. I don’t know if I could have taken much more of that awful sound,” she said.
“You’re welcome Goddess Meg,” he said. She smiled.
“Yeah, about that. I, I don’t know what came over me. After I crushed that device, all I could think about was making that little man cower and grovel before my power,” she said.
“Saw that,” Barry answered. “And where did the kissing your foot come from?” he asked.
Meg shrugged, slightly embarrassed. “I really don’t know. Seemed like the ultimate show of respect or, in his case, humiliation. To be honest, I wasn’t even thinking of him as being human. I looked at him, more, more like, like…”
“Like what?” Barry asked. “Use some of that massive intelligence of yours pick some words,” he teased.
“Funny,” she said as she thought about raising him much higher.
“Whoa….shit!” Barry exclaimed as he raced up sixty feet into the air.
“Meg put me down! Put me down!” he screamed.
Meg laughed as he slowly came back to his original floating position. “Don’t make fun of a Goddess Barry,” she teased.
Barry gulped. “Lesson learned,” he said. “Now, you were saying,” he said.
“Right. The only way I can explain it, is he felt more like a disobedient pet to me. Something I, well, I owned.”
Barry gulped again. “Owned?” he repeated. “Okay, I, I guess I can see that. He had just tried to kill you, you were really pissed, you have, have unlimited power. I, I can see thinking that in that instance,” he said.
Meg stopped and faced her floating friend, who was now eye level with her height. “It wasn’t just him Barry. The soldier, the one I searched his brain to find out about that agent. It happened then to. I felt total and utter superiority over him. I had to fight the urge to make him cower at my feet,” she said.
“Um…okay,” Barry said. “You, you ever think that way about me?” he asked.
Meg looked down. “Sometimes,” she quietly said.
Barry reached out and touched her big cheek. “Hey,” he said as he tried to lift her head up to face him. “Ummmffff…” he gasped.
“You know you aren’t strong enough to do that,” she said, half smiling. She lifted her head and looked at him.
“Look. You, you have been through a lot. I mean, just last week you were a normal girl with normal problems like paying rent or, or saving up for new shoes. Now, now you are a muscle bound super woman with the strength and powers of a freaking God. I mean hell, it was me who even suggested you call yourself Goddess Megan. Just a few minutes ago, I think I basically agreed to worship you when we got back to the cabin. You want to know why you felt superior?” he asked.
“Because I am,” she answered.
“Right Meg. Because you now are superior. In every way I can think of. You’re the smartest person on the planet. Not to mention the most muscular and powerful being on Earth,” he said. “That has to get in your head, so don’t feel bad,” he said, trying to console her.
“Thanks Barry. I think I needed to hear that.”
“You are welcome. Now, I am not trying to talk you into enslaving the world, but give yourself some slack as you adjust to this new, well, super normal,” he said.
“Okay. You know, for a weak little mortal, you are pretty smart,” she said smiling.
“And for an omnipotent being, you are pretty fucking amazing,” he answered.
She reached over and gently gave him a hug.
“Ommfff,” he gasped, the air rushing out of him as her massive arms wrapped around his torso.
“Sorry,” she said letting go.
“No…no worries,” he said. He was pretty sure that was going to leave a series of bruises!
She returned to her walk towards the cabin.
“Can I ask you something?” Barry said.
“Shoot,” she answered.
“You just defeated the United States army. Was anything about that even hard?” he asked.
Meg laughed. “Not really. I mean, I hardly felt the bullets and grenades. I did feel the missiles, kind of like rain drops to a normal person. To be honest, the hardest part was implanting that thought of retreat in all of those soldiers’ heads without exploding their brains. That took some concentration, but the rest was pretty easy. To be honest, it was kinda fun,” she said.
“Fun?” he said astonished. “Fucking unreal.”
The duo reached the cabin. It sat at an odd angle, with all of the windows blown out.
“I am guessing my foot stomp did this?” she said.
“Uh huh. It is a huge mess inside. I think every wall is cracked. Not to mention the buckling of the floor. You owe my uncle Danny a new cabin in the woods,” Barry said.
“Sorry about that…” she said sheepishly.
“Ah, no worries. I never much liked him anyway. If you still want to hide out, there is a cabin rental place about twenty miles from here. Pretty remote cabins. We can set up shop there for a while,” he said. “Your treat though,” he added.
“Of course,” she said as they entered the cabin. Meg found the clothes Barry had purchased and put on another god-awful sweatshirt and sweatpants. She longed to take a shower, to wash the soot and dirt off of her, but she was pretty sure her stomp had bent the water pipes. It would have to wait until they got to the new cabin.
After about twenty minutes, the two went back outside. “Okay, ready to go?” he asked.
“Uh huh,” she said. “Where is this place?” she asked.
“In a small town call Prestonsburg, about twenty miles east of here,” he said.
“Okay,” she said as she levitated.
“Hey, hold up,” Barry said. “I think a flying girl may get us more attention than we want. I can drive my uncle’s truck,” he said. “You can fit in the back and stay covered with that old tarp you wore when you busted up my house,” he said.
Meg gently landed and looked at the truck. All the windows were blown out of it as well.
“What about the windows, seems like that would cause attention,” she said.
“Maybe. But I think a flying muscular super girl would cause more. Hop in Goddess,” he teased. “Your chariot awaits!”
Chapter 16: A Change of Scenery and a New Plan Emerges
Meg sighed as she gently got in the back. Barry covered her with the tarp and got behind the wheel. The front of the cabin had become an obstacle course. It was difficult navigating through chunks of Humvees and weapons. Not to mention huge foot prints and holes caused by explosions. Despite the difficulty, Barry managed to get to the main road and take off.
“Police are on their way, pull off on this side road,” he heard Meg’s voice say in his head.
“Can you please ask my permission before you talk to me through telepathy?” he said aloud.
“Can I talk to you through telepathy?” she sarcastically asked.
“Smartass,” he thought. “I don’t hear any police, but you are the boss,” he thought as he pulled off on a side road and drove behind some large bushes. After waiting for ten minutes, Barry was going to say something when suddenly he heard the sirens. He watched through the bushes as several police cruisers raced towards the cabin.
“Good call,” he said aloud.
“Thanks. Don’t worry; they won’t link it to you. As they passed, I inserted a thought to block any knowledge of you or me being there,” she thought.
“Wow,” he said aloud, looking back at the covered up Meg. “Like a Jedi mind trick,” he thought.
“These are not the droids you are searching for,” Meg thought to him. Barry laughed and got back on the road.
“So, since we both didn’t bring our wallets, this may be a tad tricky,” Barry thought.
“No problem there. Just pull up to the rental place. I will make him think we paid him,” she said.
Barry sighed. “I am not sure I like that,” he said.
“Well, we used up all the cash we found in your uncle’s cabin on food and clothes. It is either that, or you drive back to your house and get your wallet,” she thought.
“True,” he said. “Just don’t…don’t cause any permanent damage to the guy okay? He is just doing his job,” Barry said.
“I won’t. Getting pretty good at this telepathy thing,” she responded.
Barry continued to drive. Being careful to still watch the road, Barry reached over and grabbed the notebook with the list of names for Meg.
“Been thinking about that,” he heard her say in his brain.
“Oh yeah?” he said aloud. “What did you decide?” he asked.
“Well, Goddess Megan is a tad presumptuous. If that military attack taught me something, it is that if you call yourself a God, even if you are one, it scares people. I think some variation of ‘super’ before my name will work. And I am now agreeing with you Barry. I do need some sort of costume I think. People are used to reading comics, seeing those superhero movies. If I dress myself in something kind of familiar, it might ease my introduction to them,” she thought.
“Good point,” he said putting the notebook down. “Hey, we are almost here,” he said as he pulled into the long driveway up to rental place.
“I know,” she said. “Been looking through your eyes,” she said nonchalantly.
“Fuck,” he said. “You can do that too?”
“Seems so,” she said. “Oh, one last thing. About what you said when I let that agent go,” she beamed telepathically.
Barry moved around uncomfortably in his seat. “Um, yeah,” he said.
“I know you still want to,” she thought.
“Well, you seemed to want me to. It, well you know I have a thing for strong women, and watching you dominate that asshole was really…hot,” he said out loud. He heard giggles in his head.
“At the time, I did want you to worship me. I calmed down though on our walk back. But if you want, we can have some fun with it tonight. I kinda like it when you call me Goddess,” she thought to him.
“I don’t need telepathy to know that,” he said as he pulled into the parking place. “Okay, turn on those super ears of yours. When he asks for payment, do your thing,” he said as he got out of the car. “Carefully,” he added.
“Stop worrying,” she thought to him.
Barry entered the rental cabin and rang the bell on the desk. A kindly looking elderly man came from the back.
“Hello young man, can I help you?” he asked.
“Damn,” Barry thought. “I would feel better about this if he was some dickish punk.”
“Yes, hi. I, I need a cabin. A remote one if possible,” he said.
“Sure. How long you plan on staying?” he asked.
“Oh, um, not sure. Just trying to get away for a few days, maybe do some fishing,” Barry lied.
“Well, we got a great river for that. Although, be careful. Had ourselves an earthquake a few hours ago. Oddest thing, it was one huge jolt and then nothin’” he said. “I can see it busted up your truck pretty good. You okay?” he old man asked.
“Yes, fine. Thanks. Yeah, I, I felt it too. Broke the windows in my truck is all,” Barry again lied while trying to hide his feelings of amazement from Meg as he realized her foot stomp was felt twenty miles away.
“Okay, you have paid for four nights. Appreciate you paying up front,” he said.
Barry looked back at the truck, knowing he hadn’t paid him anything. Meg had done her part.
“Cabin 14. Just foller' the road down about a mile and take your first left. Will be the only cabin on that road,” the old man said as he handed him the keys. Barry took them.
“Thanks,” he said as he started to walk away.
“Oh, one last thing young man. Rumor is you got yourself a very very tiny penis,” he said.
Barry’s mouth dropped and he was about to respond when he once again heard giggles in his head.
“Funny,” Barry thought back to Meg. “Really really funny.”
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Sunday, June 10, 2012
SUPER MEGAN AND PROJECT G.O.D.: CHS 13&14
Story by Barry | Previous Chapter
Chapter 13: Big Brother, We Have a Problem
David Forrest heard the CB go dead. “She is calling herself a Goddess,” he thought. The attack had the exact affect he thought it would. It had been less than useless against her massive power. He took a slow drink of water and set the glass back down on the desk. “After she finishes with Agent Stevenson,” he whispered. “She is coming for me.” David turned to his computer.
“Melvin,” he said. “Use all available memory necessary to figure out a way to stop Meg,” he said.
“I am currently working on 579 projects. Would you like me to suspend that work Doctor,” Melvin said.
“Yes God damnit, suspend that work. She is coming for me Melvin, and I don’t have much time,” David fearfully said.
Chapter 14: Agent Stevenson Gets Humiliated
Meg found herself naked and outside again. Only this time, she was holding a terrified man in her grasp.
“I am not done with you by a long shot John,” the Goddess said as she used her mental powers to rip off a piece of metal from the jeep. It slowly wrapped around John. She dropped him to the ground.
Meg turned her attention to the remaining troops. Some were still hiding; others were picking up their weapons. Meg closed her eyes and began to get into each of their heads.
“You do not want to attack me. In fact, you will forget this day ever occurred. You will forget me. You will go back to your bases, now,” she thought.
John looked at his soldiers as they all put their guns on the ground and slowly began walking down the road.
“Where the fuck are you going?” he yelled. “Get back here, get back here now damnit! That is a fucking order!” he screamed. He looked up at Meg.
“What…what did you do?” he asked.
“Who me?” she said pointing her finger at herself and grinning. “Oh nothing really. I just got into their brains and told them they didn’t need to fight me, to forget this day ever occurred, and for them to go back to their base. They are just following orders John…MY orders,” she said flexing a massive bicep.
John was flabbergasted. “You…you can fucking do that?” he gasped.
“Uh huh,” she said confidently. “Well, before just now I knew I could read minds. This was the first time I actually planted a command into someone’s brain. Wasn’t sure it would work but, as you can see,” she said pointing to the zombie-like soldiers walking away, “It worked.”
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! Meg walked back over to John. “So, your little attack, pretty ineffective huh?” she asked.
He looked away from the muscle covered marvel. “Yes,” he said.
“What in the hell were you thinking? You really think your puny guns, grenades and missiles had a hope in hell against my power?” she asked.
“I, I had no way of knowing it would be so, so ineffective,” he said.
“Really?” she laughed. “You already knew I was super strong and probably invulnerable. Pretty stupid mistake on your part John,” she said. “Lucky I am a forgiving Goddess and didn’t kill any of your pathetic little troops,” she said. “In fact, I think you should apologize to me for the attack,” she said.
Barry was watching what was going on. Meg’s attitude had certainly changed. The mere fact she was referring to herself as “Goddess Megan” was testament to that.
“Hey Meg, maybe we should just let him go and get back to the…”
“Silence mortal!” she said pointing at him. She returned her attention to John.
“So,” she said.
John gulped in hard. The last thing in the world he wanted to do was apologize to abomination.
Meg sighed. “I see, too proud huh?” she said looking down at him. “I don’t think you fully grasp my power John,” she said as she began walking around, the Earth shaking. She stopped in front of his jeep and easily lifted it up. She walked back and stood in front of the still restrained Agent Stevenson.
“You have no idea how easy this is for me John. This jeep is less than weightless to me,” she said. Meg then readjusted her grip so she was holding either side of the jeep.
ERNG! She easily crushed the jeep, parts of it flying off, barely missing the seated and restrained John.
“I didn’t even feel that,” she said as she tossed the remains of the jeep in the air. She brought her left foot back. BOOM! She kicked the jeep like a football. The sound wave from the impact blew John head over heels and made Barry loose his balance and fall down.
Meg turned her attention back to John. “Just so you know, I barely kicked that thing and it just left Earth orbit,” she proudly said. “Now, that apology?”
Using all his strength, John sat back up and looked at Meg. He had no choice. She could crush him easier than he crushed an ant. He had to get out of this alive, live to fight another day.
He looked down.
“No, look at me,” she commanded.
He looked up at the naked muscle maiden. “I, I am sorry,” he said.
Meg smiled. “Beg my forgiveness,” she commanded.
“What? I, I said I was…” he stopped talking as he saw her smile turn into a scowl. She hit a full body flex.
“Fuck,” he said staring at her expanding muscles. He cleared his throat. “I, I beg your forgiveness,” he said. “I am sorry I attacked you.”
“Say it again,” she ordered.
Barry, who had gotten back to his feet, watched the exchange with a tad bit of concern.
“I, I said I, I beg your forgiveness. I, I am sorry I attacked you,” he repeated, ashamed and humiliated.
“Ha!” she laughed, clapping her hands. “See, that wasn’t so hard was it weakling?” she asked. She walked over and kneeled down in front of him, still looking down at him.
“You see John, I could break your bones, crush your skull. Hell, I could even get inside your head and make you think you were a Chinese school girl. You see, I have more than enough power to do all of those things to you. And you can’t stop me. No one could stop me,” she said.
She put her finger under his chin, making him look up at her. “But for you John, that isn’t enough. You go home with a few bruises and broken bones after facing me, your unit would consider you a hero. You stood up to a living God.”
“But, you grovel before me, you beg my forgiveness, you lessen yourself before my might. Yes, those things, the humiliation of it all, THAT is how I get in your head John. No glorious battle wounds for you. No, instead, you will live with the knowledge that you just begged a young woman for forgiveness. And given your pride, I imagine you won’t be telling anyone with your unit about that, will you weakling?” she asked.
“N…no,” he said.
“No what?” she asked.
“No…Goddess Megan,” he answered.
She smiled. “Good boy,” she said as she got up and walked away. John sighed a breath of relief. She had her fun and now, now she would hopefully let him go.
“Oh, now, one last thing,” Goddess Megan said as she turned around and faced John again, her hands on her mighty hips.
“You see, when I first got these powers, Barry and I were talking. I was telling him how I wanted to use them for good, to help people. And despite your pathetic little attempt here to stop me, that is still my plan. However, Barry said something interesting. He said people would fear me, or they would worship me. Having watched you piss your pants like the wimp you are, I figure you fear me. But I want you to worship me,” she said.
John looked up at her again. “Never,” he said.
“Never?” she laughed. “You got some balls on you John. I don’t know if I would have the courage to tell someone sextillion times stronger than you never,” she laughed.
Barry once again felt like he should intervene but did not. He had to admit; watching her dominate this asshole was starting to turn him on.
“Well John, if you want to get back to see that wife of yours, I think you should reconsider,” she said.
John once again looked down. He was furious! He had to get back to base, use this humiliation as the fuel to find a way to bring this super bitch down.
“Fine,” he said.
Meg smiled. BOOM BOOM BOOM! She took a few steps towards him. She lifted her dirty left foot and brought it close to his face.
“I want to hear you beg me, beg me to kiss my foot,” she said with a wry smile.
John felt a tear running down his cheek as he stared at the massive foot in front of him. He took in a deep breath.
“Pl…please,” he moaned. “I, I beg you, Goddess Megan, may, oh fuck, may I, I please, kiss your foot,” he begged.
Megan was getting excited. No one had ever worshipped her before! Let alone kissed her foot.
“Yes John, you may kiss my foot. Maybe some of those tears will wash away some of the soot from your pathetic little ineffective missiles,” she teased.
He took in a deep breath and leaned forward, placing his lips on her big toenail.
SMOOCH. He quickly gave it a peck and sat back up.
Meg smiled. “Again,” she said.
He leaned forward again, kissing the same place.
“What, no thank you?” she asked.
He signed again, more tears rolling down his face. “Thank you, for, for allowing me to, to kiss your foot, Goddess Megan,” he said.
She put it back on the ground. “You are welcome my little worshipper,” she teased. Using her mental abilities, she undid the metal around his body. She looked towards the large crack she had made in the ground and levitated one of the Humvees out from inside it. It slowly floated towards them and landed next to her.
“It is banged up, but it works,” she said. She opened the door. “Now go,” she commanded.
John sheepishly got into the Humvee and turned the ignition. It roared to life. Meg leaned down, her face in the driver side window.
“Next time I see you John, you had better kneel before my power. If not, the humiliation you just suffered will look like kindergarten. Got it?” she asked sternly.
“Yes Goddess Megan, I got it,” he said as he slammed it into drive and took off back towards home.
Meg laughed as she turned around and saw Barry. To say he was excited was an understatement.
“I don’t need super eyes to tell that watching me make that guy grovel before my power was a turn on for you huh Barry?” she asked.
“You, you have no idea Goddess,” he said.
Meg smiled a thousand watt smile. “Well, maybe we had better go back to the cabin and see if you can do a better job of worshipping me than he did,” she laughed.
Barry’s smile got huge. “You are the boss, Goddess Megan,” he said as they both walked back to the cabin.
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Chapter 13: Big Brother, We Have a Problem
David Forrest heard the CB go dead. “She is calling herself a Goddess,” he thought. The attack had the exact affect he thought it would. It had been less than useless against her massive power. He took a slow drink of water and set the glass back down on the desk. “After she finishes with Agent Stevenson,” he whispered. “She is coming for me.” David turned to his computer.
“Melvin,” he said. “Use all available memory necessary to figure out a way to stop Meg,” he said.
“I am currently working on 579 projects. Would you like me to suspend that work Doctor,” Melvin said.
“Yes God damnit, suspend that work. She is coming for me Melvin, and I don’t have much time,” David fearfully said.
Chapter 14: Agent Stevenson Gets Humiliated
Meg found herself naked and outside again. Only this time, she was holding a terrified man in her grasp.
“I am not done with you by a long shot John,” the Goddess said as she used her mental powers to rip off a piece of metal from the jeep. It slowly wrapped around John. She dropped him to the ground.
Meg turned her attention to the remaining troops. Some were still hiding; others were picking up their weapons. Meg closed her eyes and began to get into each of their heads.
“You do not want to attack me. In fact, you will forget this day ever occurred. You will forget me. You will go back to your bases, now,” she thought.
John looked at his soldiers as they all put their guns on the ground and slowly began walking down the road.
“Where the fuck are you going?” he yelled. “Get back here, get back here now damnit! That is a fucking order!” he screamed. He looked up at Meg.
“What…what did you do?” he asked.
“Who me?” she said pointing her finger at herself and grinning. “Oh nothing really. I just got into their brains and told them they didn’t need to fight me, to forget this day ever occurred, and for them to go back to their base. They are just following orders John…MY orders,” she said flexing a massive bicep.
John was flabbergasted. “You…you can fucking do that?” he gasped.
“Uh huh,” she said confidently. “Well, before just now I knew I could read minds. This was the first time I actually planted a command into someone’s brain. Wasn’t sure it would work but, as you can see,” she said pointing to the zombie-like soldiers walking away, “It worked.”
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! Meg walked back over to John. “So, your little attack, pretty ineffective huh?” she asked.
He looked away from the muscle covered marvel. “Yes,” he said.
“What in the hell were you thinking? You really think your puny guns, grenades and missiles had a hope in hell against my power?” she asked.
“I, I had no way of knowing it would be so, so ineffective,” he said.
“Really?” she laughed. “You already knew I was super strong and probably invulnerable. Pretty stupid mistake on your part John,” she said. “Lucky I am a forgiving Goddess and didn’t kill any of your pathetic little troops,” she said. “In fact, I think you should apologize to me for the attack,” she said.
Barry was watching what was going on. Meg’s attitude had certainly changed. The mere fact she was referring to herself as “Goddess Megan” was testament to that.
“Hey Meg, maybe we should just let him go and get back to the…”
“Silence mortal!” she said pointing at him. She returned her attention to John.
“So,” she said.
John gulped in hard. The last thing in the world he wanted to do was apologize to abomination.
Meg sighed. “I see, too proud huh?” she said looking down at him. “I don’t think you fully grasp my power John,” she said as she began walking around, the Earth shaking. She stopped in front of his jeep and easily lifted it up. She walked back and stood in front of the still restrained Agent Stevenson.
“You have no idea how easy this is for me John. This jeep is less than weightless to me,” she said. Meg then readjusted her grip so she was holding either side of the jeep.
ERNG! She easily crushed the jeep, parts of it flying off, barely missing the seated and restrained John.
“I didn’t even feel that,” she said as she tossed the remains of the jeep in the air. She brought her left foot back. BOOM! She kicked the jeep like a football. The sound wave from the impact blew John head over heels and made Barry loose his balance and fall down.
Meg turned her attention back to John. “Just so you know, I barely kicked that thing and it just left Earth orbit,” she proudly said. “Now, that apology?”
Using all his strength, John sat back up and looked at Meg. He had no choice. She could crush him easier than he crushed an ant. He had to get out of this alive, live to fight another day.
He looked down.
“No, look at me,” she commanded.
He looked up at the naked muscle maiden. “I, I am sorry,” he said.
Meg smiled. “Beg my forgiveness,” she commanded.
“What? I, I said I was…” he stopped talking as he saw her smile turn into a scowl. She hit a full body flex.
“Fuck,” he said staring at her expanding muscles. He cleared his throat. “I, I beg your forgiveness,” he said. “I am sorry I attacked you.”
“Say it again,” she ordered.
Barry, who had gotten back to his feet, watched the exchange with a tad bit of concern.
“I, I said I, I beg your forgiveness. I, I am sorry I attacked you,” he repeated, ashamed and humiliated.
“Ha!” she laughed, clapping her hands. “See, that wasn’t so hard was it weakling?” she asked. She walked over and kneeled down in front of him, still looking down at him.
“You see John, I could break your bones, crush your skull. Hell, I could even get inside your head and make you think you were a Chinese school girl. You see, I have more than enough power to do all of those things to you. And you can’t stop me. No one could stop me,” she said.
She put her finger under his chin, making him look up at her. “But for you John, that isn’t enough. You go home with a few bruises and broken bones after facing me, your unit would consider you a hero. You stood up to a living God.”
“But, you grovel before me, you beg my forgiveness, you lessen yourself before my might. Yes, those things, the humiliation of it all, THAT is how I get in your head John. No glorious battle wounds for you. No, instead, you will live with the knowledge that you just begged a young woman for forgiveness. And given your pride, I imagine you won’t be telling anyone with your unit about that, will you weakling?” she asked.
“N…no,” he said.
“No what?” she asked.
“No…Goddess Megan,” he answered.
She smiled. “Good boy,” she said as she got up and walked away. John sighed a breath of relief. She had her fun and now, now she would hopefully let him go.
“Oh, now, one last thing,” Goddess Megan said as she turned around and faced John again, her hands on her mighty hips.
“You see, when I first got these powers, Barry and I were talking. I was telling him how I wanted to use them for good, to help people. And despite your pathetic little attempt here to stop me, that is still my plan. However, Barry said something interesting. He said people would fear me, or they would worship me. Having watched you piss your pants like the wimp you are, I figure you fear me. But I want you to worship me,” she said.
John looked up at her again. “Never,” he said.
“Never?” she laughed. “You got some balls on you John. I don’t know if I would have the courage to tell someone sextillion times stronger than you never,” she laughed.
Barry once again felt like he should intervene but did not. He had to admit; watching her dominate this asshole was starting to turn him on.
“Well John, if you want to get back to see that wife of yours, I think you should reconsider,” she said.
John once again looked down. He was furious! He had to get back to base, use this humiliation as the fuel to find a way to bring this super bitch down.
“Fine,” he said.
Meg smiled. BOOM BOOM BOOM! She took a few steps towards him. She lifted her dirty left foot and brought it close to his face.
“I want to hear you beg me, beg me to kiss my foot,” she said with a wry smile.
John felt a tear running down his cheek as he stared at the massive foot in front of him. He took in a deep breath.
“Pl…please,” he moaned. “I, I beg you, Goddess Megan, may, oh fuck, may I, I please, kiss your foot,” he begged.
Megan was getting excited. No one had ever worshipped her before! Let alone kissed her foot.
“Yes John, you may kiss my foot. Maybe some of those tears will wash away some of the soot from your pathetic little ineffective missiles,” she teased.
He took in a deep breath and leaned forward, placing his lips on her big toenail.
SMOOCH. He quickly gave it a peck and sat back up.
Meg smiled. “Again,” she said.
He leaned forward again, kissing the same place.
“What, no thank you?” she asked.
He signed again, more tears rolling down his face. “Thank you, for, for allowing me to, to kiss your foot, Goddess Megan,” he said.
She put it back on the ground. “You are welcome my little worshipper,” she teased. Using her mental abilities, she undid the metal around his body. She looked towards the large crack she had made in the ground and levitated one of the Humvees out from inside it. It slowly floated towards them and landed next to her.
“It is banged up, but it works,” she said. She opened the door. “Now go,” she commanded.
John sheepishly got into the Humvee and turned the ignition. It roared to life. Meg leaned down, her face in the driver side window.
“Next time I see you John, you had better kneel before my power. If not, the humiliation you just suffered will look like kindergarten. Got it?” she asked sternly.
“Yes Goddess Megan, I got it,” he said as he slammed it into drive and took off back towards home.
Meg laughed as she turned around and saw Barry. To say he was excited was an understatement.
“I don’t need super eyes to tell that watching me make that guy grovel before my power was a turn on for you huh Barry?” she asked.
“You, you have no idea Goddess,” he said.
Meg smiled a thousand watt smile. “Well, maybe we had better go back to the cabin and see if you can do a better job of worshipping me than he did,” she laughed.
Barry’s smile got huge. “You are the boss, Goddess Megan,” he said as they both walked back to the cabin.
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