Chapter 6

Plots, Alliances, and Change

By Loki

 

     The wino saw a large black boulder sitting in the middle of the small parking lot.  It was obviously new.  The graffiti on surrounding walls was absent from it, just a few strange symbols in red paint.  It was strange, but he’d seen stranger things in this small city.  Right now he was looking for a spot to go to the bathroom, behind the tall phalanx like boulder seemed like a good place.  He unzipped his Salvation Army pants, suddenly he heard a voice.  

     “Go away,” it hissed. 

     “Hey what the fuck?” he cried out startled, looking around nervously.  He didn’t see anybody.  He turned back to the boulder; it wouldn’t be the first time a rock talked to him.  No way was he going to take any shit from a rock.  You couldn’t take shit from rocks, or they’d walk all over you.

     “Hey fuck you.  Fuck you.  I don’t have to take this shit from you.”  He threw his empty whiskey bottle at it.  He unzipped his pants again.  A strange force suddenly reached out and sucked him in.  Had someone been watching they would have sworn the boulder looked, well happier?  Oh nothing obvious, just a little bit fatter and oddly contented. 

 

     Several people studied the boulder from behind the tinted windows of a large limo.     “And in addition to the wards there is a powerful demon inside each of these stones to watch over and protect it,” the ancient woman hissed.  “To neutralize this thing will be difficult and take much time.”  The large black man sitting next to her studied it with his binoculars.

     “Hell, give me and the boys a few days.  If we can’t blow the thing up, we can cut the water and power to this whole area.  That should smoke em out fast enough.  Barring that a couple canisters of nerve gas upwind of these guys ought to take care of our little Ogo problem real quick.”

     The man sitting across from the other two, dressed in black with a large gold medallion of a two headed dragon around his neck, smirked a little but said nothing.  He agreed with the old woman but would like nothing better then to watch the large man in action.  The thought of seeing any or all of his allies injured, or killed, didn’t disturb him in the slightest. 

     Virginia Griffin suppressed a shudder, thinking about what would happen if the big man’s plan was put into action.  She shook her head.  “Do not underestimate our enemies.  They have been busy in recent weeks.  Any kind of frontal assault right now would be extremely dangerous.  We must wait, and gather our strength.  The four of us will gain strength a lot faster then they will.  Cain, I want you to build for me an army, an army of strong fierce warriors with the blood of Zod flowing through there veins.”  The large man nodded.

     “As you wish Milady,” he answered.  

     “And you,” she looked at the man in black with the medallion.  I want you to check the satanic orders and black covens for suitable candidates.  Also your order has a reputation for treachery; convince the Ogo filth that you want an alliance with them, we’ll betray them when the time is right.”

The man in black inclined his head.  “Your wish is my command,” he answered.

     “And you,” she looked at the old woman.  “Summon fourth an army from the depths of hell.  Summon the most evil vicious creatures that you can.”

     “It shall be done Milady,” she hissed ducking her head. 

     “Leave the guardians to me.  Be ready when the time is right, I will let you know when.  Now get to work.”  They left quickly.  Virginia Griffin smiled to herself studying the guardian.  She had seen the future and it looked good.  She worshiped Icra the most powerful of the goddesses; she only hoped Ogo wouldn’t be too boring.  She looked at her image in the car mirror; she never got tired of doing that.  She was over seventy but didn’t look a year over thirty, her once gray hair was now a deep dark black and her face was pale and beautiful, but she liked her eyes the best, they were blue as the sky and cold as ice, colder even, matching her soul perfectly.  She ordered the limo driver to start driving.  He was one of her grandsons and she was fond of him.   The same could not be said for her ex husband who’d run off when she was pregnant.  She was already devising new and better methods to torture him, method’s she was looking forward to using on the Ogo worshipers later.  Oh yes this was going to be so much fun. 

    “Hewie!   Matt! We have a problem! A big one!”   Paul shouted dragging his two blond, thirteen year old, identical twin brothers with him.  Matt was hanging out in Hewie’s living room taking what he felt was a well deserved break.  The Guardians had been a lot of work for everybody.  He leapt up; he’d never seen Paul so angry.  The twins appeared to be in shock.  He noticed the twins seemed to bounce and jiggle as Paul dragged them in, had they gotten fatter?  Paul dumped the twins on the living room floor.  He saw Matt standing there.  “I quit,” he said.  “I quit, I give up.  I don’t care anymore.”  He kicked the coffee table, the thing flew apart when it smashed into an adjacent wall ten feet away, he stormed off slamming the door.  Matt went to the twins.

One of them got up and hit him, hard, Matt barely felt it; it would take a lot more than that to cause him any significant pain.  The twins’ breasts bounced as he moved.  Matt grabbed his arm.  “I hate you!”  He shouted with an intensity that shocked Matt, and tried to hit him with his other arm.  The other one kicked him in the leg, which actually hurt; they both took karate he remembered.  He gently wrestled them to the floor and held them there.  They felt soft in places they shouldn’t.  Their skin felt nice, soft, like a girls, and they seemed to have grown breasts as well.  He felt bad for them.  They started crying. 

     “Why did you have to do it?  Why did you get us all involved in this shit?”  That one was Steve.  With Ogo power telling them apart was easy. 

     “I’m sorry,” Matt said several times, there was little else he could do.  If he could go back in time he figured the first thing he’d do would be to deck Hewie.  He held them down for a few minutes, until they seemed to calm down a bit.  He let them go carefully and stood up.  From the way they looked, and felt, he’d figured out at least part of what happened, also he could pick up some disturbing impressions from them.  Paul was unhappy about having so little control over this situation and had been taking it out on his younger brothers.  

     “So Paul noticed you were developing breasts,” Matt said.

     “Stop reading our minds!”  Steve shouted.  They both stood there facing him, hands across there chests. 

     “I can’t read minds,” Matt lied.  “It’s kind of obvious.”  From the way it calmed the twins down he figured he’d said the right thing. 

And it was obvious, both had large breasts that pushed hard against their T-shirts and bounced up and down whenever they moved.

They both stared at him for about a minute.  Then finally Steve said “Paul tried to heal us, and it just made things worse, that’s why he’s so mad.”

     “Why don’t I try?”  Matt asked.  “I’d like to take a look so I can figure out what happened.”

     “Why don’t you force us like Paul did?” Evan said bitterly.

     “I don’t want to force anybody to do anything, now do you want me to help or not?”  Matt was beginning to become exasperated by the whole thing.  He could feel them both thinking it over.  It wasn’t like they had much choice though, unless they wanted to be like this their whole lives.  

     “Come on,” Steve said.  He literally dragged Matt over to his and Evan’s house, and then into his bedroom.  He closed the door firmly and made sure all the blinds were completely closed, so no one could see them from outside.  Satisfied he joined Evan who was standing nervously next to the bed. 

     “I want you to swear you will never tell anyone about this,” Steve said firmly.

     “You have my word as a priest of Ogo that I will say nothing about this unless I have both of your permissions,” Matt said.  “Will that do?” 

Steve nodded reluctantly.  He removed his T-shirt.  Matt forced his expression to remain thoughtful and concerned.  Steve’s breasts were extremely nice looking.  Should he ever wear a bra he’d wear roughly a C cup.  They were larger then Celeste’s, rode higher on his chest then Celeste’s, and they pushed away from it with amazing firmness, defying both gravity, and Steve’s attempts to push them down with his forearms.  In addition to this his nipples were huge, covering about a quarter of his breast.  They were way nicer then Celeste’s, or his sister’s, or his mom’s.  Matt swallowed hard, this would be a lot easier if they were ugly, he thought.

     “Paul got a huge erection as soon as he saw us,” said Evan. 

     “Paul’s having a rough time right now, so please try not to be too hard on him,” said Matt.  Matt was slightly ahead of Paul, he figured, he was careful to conceal his own large erection.  “Now I want you to lie down Steve, you too Evan, take off your

T-shirt and lie down next to him.”  He kept his voice business like.  They both quietly did what they were told.  They were both hoping desperately that he could cure them.  He gently moved Steve’s hands away from his chest and started poking at the creamy white skin around his right breast.  Steve pushed his hand away.

     “Look Steve do you want me to help you or not?” asked Matt.

     “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t stand it when you touched me there,” said Steve.

     “It didn’t hurt, did it?” asked Matt.

     “No, I can’t explain it, it’s like it tickles but a lot worse kind of,” said Steve.

     “It was like that with Paul too,” said Evan.  Matt felt some of it.  It was him; his touch did something to Steve.  It was an intense invasion of some part of him that was violently rejecting him.  He didn’t however see much choice.

     “So do you want me to do this or not?  If I’m not careful I’ll make the same mistake Paul did.  Now I want you to relax and hold still.”  Steve nodded; with both hands he grabbed hold of his blue jeans and clenched them into fists.  Matt carefully placed a subtle command on him to hold still.  He then continued his probing Steve’s breasts with his fingers, starting around the outside and working inward.  They felt great, firm to the touch, but soft and nice.  Steve moaned squirmed and panted; his breasts filled with blood and became even larger more erect from Matt’s touch.  They felt like a normal breasts.  He probed deeper extending mental feelers into him to find the source of the problem.  He began probing the large nipples.

     “Stop it!”  Steve said pushing him away.  “I can’t take anymore.”  Matt stroked Steve’s forehead which was covered with sweat. 

     “Your doing fine Steve.  Now if I’m going to help you I have to figure out what’s going on.  Why don’t you tell me when this started?” Matt asked.

They both looked scared and evasive.  Matt picked up some really disturbing images.   A terrified Paul shouting orders, and a sudden compulsion to do something they’d rather die then have anybody find out about.  What made it worse was they’d both found parts of it strangely enjoyable.  Matt pulled up a memory from earlier that morning.

     “It’s because of what you did, it changed us,” Steve said, crying.

     “You homo-sluts quit your whining.  Let me see,” Paul said.  He reached for Steve’s shirt.  Steve backed away.  He found himself frozen.  His hands reached down and pulled up his own shirt revealing breasts that were smaller then in the future, but still very nice.    “Wow,” Paul said.  He reached out and cupped his brother’s breasts, caressing the nipples with his thumbs.  Steve cried out and tried to get away.  He was unable to do more then squirm.  Paul pumped healing energy into him.  Pain went through his whole body, everything hurt; he could feel things changing inside him.  He screamed.  Paul pushed him away, not understanding.  Steve’s breasts were twice as large as before.  Paul grabbed Even.  Steve screamed obscenities at Paul and attacked him, acutely aware of his enlarged breasts bouncing up and down as he did so.  Paul contemptuously pushed him away.  Then he yanked off Evan’s shirt and did the same thing to him that he done to Steve.  The results were the same.  Things had gone downhill after that.

     “Uh I don’t know a few day’s ago,” Steve lied.  Matt pretended to believe him. 

     “Okay, Evan I want you to grab his hands and hold him still,” said Matt.

     “I’m not a baby,” said Steve. 

     “When I touch you I want you to concentrate on that, okay?” said Matt.

     “Just do what you need to do,” said Steve. 

Evan rolled over, his breasts bouncing noticeably, and grabbed Steve’s hands holding them tightly over Steve’s head.  Matt continued his examination.  What was strange was they felt like normal breasts.  Aside from the obvious there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with him.  Steve clenched his hand into fists and groaned through clenched teeth.  Matt once more placed a subtle command on him, this time to keep quiet as well still.  He carefully completed his examination, all the while telling Steve how good he was being and how proud he was off him.  Unfortunately he didn’t learn a whole lot.  Steve appeared to have a nice healthy pair of breasts.  He couldn’t resist giving Steve’s firm breasts several more squeezes before finishing.  As soon as he did, Steve sat up violently; he was shaking uncontrollably, his arms clenched tightly across his chest.  Matt found himself hugging him. 

     “You did great,” Matt told him.

     “Let go of me you pervert, I think you enjoyed that,” Steve said angrily, but Matt could tell it was half hearted so he didn’t let go of him for a few seconds. 

     “It’ll be okay, I promise,” Matt told him.

     “Yea right,” said Steve, but he seemed to be comforted by it.

     “Okay your turn Evan,” Matt said.

Even lay down on the bed, Steve grabbed his hands and held them over his head.  Once more Matt placed same commands on Evan that he had on Steve and began his examination.  As he expected they felt just like his brother’s.  Like his brother he moaned and squirmed, his breasts grew swollen and more erect with his exploration.  He was quicker and firmer in his explorations then he was with Steve thinking it best to finish as soon as possible.  Like his brother’s they felt great but he didn’t learn anything new.  Both he and Steve gave Evan plenty of encouragement.

     “Your doing great Evan,” Matt said.

     “Oh god stop it!”  Evan cried out when Matt reached his large nipples he tried to squirm and fight his way free.    

     “It’ll be okay Evan,” said Steve, holding tightly to Evan’s hands.

     “I’m almost done Evan just a little bit longer,” said Matt.  He finished his exploring, and once again did not want to stop.  Evan seemed to be on the verge of something, something he was resisting internally as hard as he could.  Thinking it might tell him something, Matt subtly inhibited Evan’s resistance, while caressing Evan’s nipples, the most sensitive part of his breasts.  Evan seemed to relax.  Before he could ask him about it he suddenly tensed up violently and started to spasm.  He started letting out some high pitched noises that were half moans and half squeaks, after several spasms he shuddered and stopped moving.  Did he just have an orgasm?  Matt wasn’t sure if he should be turned on or repulsed.  

     “Are you okay?” asked Matt.

     “I’m fine let go of me,” said Evan, as soon as they did he turned over and buried his face in the pillow.  He felt embarrassed and humiliated, and desperately hoped nobody else had guessed what it was that had happened.

Well that was weird Matt thought, unless of course you happen to be a priest of a completely insane sexually frustrated god. 

     “I need to see the rest,” Matt said, “please take off the rest of your cloths.” 

     “Haven’t you figured it out yet?” Steve asked almost crying “I can’t take anymore of this.”

     “I promise not to touch anything,” said Matt, “but I need to see everything I have to be sure it’s what I think it is.”

     “I think I wet my pants,” said Evan, “I need a shower.”

     “No arguments,” said Matt, “just lose the cloths.”

They reluctantly took off their shoes and socks, then unzipped their blue jeans and pulled them off with their underwear.  There was nothing obviously wrong with them.  Their hips were slightly enlarged though, their penises were very small, and Matt couldn’t help noticing their legs were attractive and shapely.

     “Sit on the bed and spread your legs,” Matt said tiredly.

     “Whatever,” said Steve.   They both sat on the bed and spread their shapely young legs nervously.     

     What he saw was very interesting, their testicles and scrotum were no longer there.  They appeared to have been pulled inside of there body’s along with most of there penises; he could see the beginning of vagina’s forming.  He sighed 

     “I’d like to tell Hewie about this, I think he might have a better idea of what to do about it,” he said tiredly.

     “Can’t you do anything?” asked Steve almost crying.

     “If you were guys with some kind of deformity I could cure you, but as close as I can tell you’re both turning into normal healthy girls,” said Matt.

They both instantly reached for there genitalia and started searching for the non existent parts.

     “Well turn us back please, we don’t want to be girls,” Steve was crying now and Evan looked like he wanted to.  They both put there cloths on.

     “Let’s go visit Hewie perhaps he can help,” said Matt.  Reluctantly they agreed.

     “Get the hell away from me you little pervert!” the black woman shouted smacking Hewie repeatedly about the face and head, knocking his glasses off.  Hewie put her back to sleep again.    

     “I thought you were training the new slaves,” said Matt.

     “I am training the new slaves,” he answered indignantly.  “They’re being more difficult then I anticipated.  Now what seems to be the problem?”

    “Oh this is excellent news Matt, this is fantastic,” said Hewie after Matt gave him a quick rundown of what had happened.  He paced the room excitedly still fiddling with his glasses trying to get them to fit right.  “Now uh twins I want you to stay calm, what is happening here is perfectly normal, it’s not anything to get frightened or upset over and if there is anything any of us can do to help you?”

     “Uh Hewie what is happening?” asked Matt.

     “Oh wow this is so great!  Could I see?”  He asked the twins.  Instead of refusing, the twins found themselves removing their clothes, feverously throwing them away in there haste to get them off.

     “Uh Hewie what’s going on?”

     “Now turn around,” Hewie told the twins, “and none of that.”  He said as the now nude, vulnerable looking twins tried to cover themselves with their hands, they found themselves moving their hands to their sides and sticking there chests out.      

     “This is Ogo’s first major miracle in over five thousand years,” said Hewie excitedly.    “Oh this is so great!  The twins, who were definitely guys just a week before are now girls. They have been changed on the genetic level, only a true miracle of Ogo could cause such a thing to happen so quickly.”

     “Uh wait a minute Hewie, they do not want to be girls, they are rather unhappy about it.  Now how do we un-miracle them so they’re guy’s again?” asked Matt getting a little angry.

     “You don’t understand Matt.  In the past Ogo would occasionally decide to change the sex of one or more of his people’s children, for reasons known only to him.  When that happened it was considered a great miracle, though I get the impression they preferred it when he changed their daughters into sons.  But be that as it may, it was always considered cause for feasting.  The children were simply raised as whatever sex they became and there is no instance of Ogo ever changing his mind.  So you see the twins are now girls I’ll ask my sisters to help you two learn to behave in a normal manner for your sex.  Perhaps they can take you shopping for new cloths, girls like shopping I believe.”

     “First of all Hewie there are plenty of normal girls who hate shopping,” said Matt controlling his temper with difficulty.  “Secondly I can’t believe there isn’t a way to change them back.  They were both normal guys who liked being guys and turning them into girls is just plain cruel.”

     “One does not question the will of Ogo Matt; you should know that.  Ogo turned them into girls and only Ogo can change them back.  I’m sure they will get used to being girls eventually.  The change is, of course, a complete one; they will start menstruating, and will be able to have children.  But perhaps this will help.”  He walked over to the blond thirteen year old identical twins, and touched them both on their lower abdomens.  They both cried out in fear and pain as there bodies changed very rapidly.  There hips expanded and there penises were pulled completely into there bodies, turning into vaginas, there was soon a slight bulge in their lower abdomens from their new uteruses.  The change was complete.

     “There, now it’s completely over with; you will of course wear girls’ cloths now and be required to behave like girls.  Now I know it’s a big change but...”

     Matt hit him, hard.  Hewie flew across the room, Matt heard something break, not unfortunately Hewie.  It just seemed like the thing to do. 

     “Come on let’s go,” Matt said to the twins, who rushed to put their cloths on again.  Their jeans no longer fit, thanks to their newly widened hips, so they left them there and hurried away from the room wearing nothing but T-shirts and boys underwear, walking very differently now, with a distinct swaying motion to their newly widened hips.

     “That was certainly an unprovoked attack and I’m very disappointed in you!”  Hewie shouted after Matt, as he and the twins left the room. 

Soon they were at Matt’s house where he buried his head in his hands, their lives had become so messed up since Ogo had shown up, and he had no idea what to do about it. 

     “I am really sorry guys,” he said tiredly.  “First of all I don’t want what Hewie said to discourage you; if Ogo can change you into girls, he can certainly change you back.  I think it would be best if you told people you were Paul’s female cousins or something.  Nobody will ever suspect the truth.”

     The twins left, and he could hear them talking quietly in another room.  Matt didn’t see what else he could do, he would ask Ogo to change them back, but he had little hope of success.  He hated being so powerless.  He was sitting there lost in thought when they came back. 

     “Uh Matt,” Steve said breathlessly, “we know you tried and we’d like to thank you anyway.  But in the meantime we’re stuck as girls and we might as well make the best of it until we can change back.  We were wondering if we could kind of hang out with you for awhile?   Paul’s going to totally freak when he find’s out about this, and Hewie will want to put us in that power circle of yours, and dress us in girls’ cloths so we were hoping we could hang out with you and help you out here?” Steve waited for Matt’s reply; Matt wasn’t sure what to think.   

     “We’d do whatever you wanted,” Steve said, Matt could tell they were both very afraid that he might say no.  “We can clean up this place right now and if there are other things you wanted us to do, anything at all, just say so.”

Matt sighed inwardly.  He knew where this was going. 

     “Uh, no not at all, I was surprised that’s all.  It’s fine with me if that’s what you want to do, you can stay here as long as you want.  I’ll just clear it with Mom, it won’t be a problem,” said Matt.  He couldn’t resist tweaking their minds just a little.    

     “Awesome!”  The twins hi-fived each other.   “We’ll get our stuff, but there’s one more thing.  We want to sleep in your bedroom because it gets kind of scary at night and we know you have all kinds of powers.  We were thinking if you wanted us to do anything, well you know since we’re girls now and as long as you promised not to tell anybody it would be okay with us.  Just tell us what you want us to do and we’ll do it okay?”  Steve said breathlessly his face bright red from embarrassment.  

     “Yea,” said Evan, backing him up, his face as red as his… sisters?  He gulped from nervousness and yanked off his shirt letting his tits bounce up and down.  Steve followed suit.  Both were horrified by what they’d just offered to do, but afraid to withdraw the offer.  They stared down at their tits unable to look at him.  Matt grinned inwardly, he adjusted there minds to increase their embarrassment, and so that the more they thought about it the more sexually aroused they’d become.       

     “I don’t think that will be necessary,” said Matt, “but you are welcome to move in with me if you want, go get your stuff and move in.”

They ran off.  Large tits bouncing and hips swaying as they did so.  They both felt horrified, but also relieved that Matt had taken them in.  Matt groaned quietly watching them go.   Why did this stuff always happen to him?  Life was unbelievably unfair.  One thing was for sure it was going to be a long hard night.      

End of Chapter 6