The Sermon of Neka #4
A Story Suggested for Mature Audiences
By Neil Kapit
For the next few days, Molly stayed overnight in the Citadel. However, she wasn’t going to be derelict in her responsibilities. She asked her comrade the Designer to watch over Stacy Infinity while she got her head together. The Designer told the Stanngs about the situation with “ MollyLover2431”, and promised to watch over Molly’s little girl. Molly nevertheless felt uncomfortable not being there for her daughter, and called home several times a day. Over the radio-telepathic connections wired into all Commission members, she contacted the Designer from the alternate dimension of the Citadel.
“ Designer! “ Molly thought aloud to her friend, “ How are things at home? “
” Things are going pretty well, “ the Designer replied, while looking over Stacy’s sleeping form. “ We watched the Little Mermaid together, and that Prince Eric is so cute! “
” Please don’t lust after fictional characters. It just doesn’t seem right after what I’ve been through. “
” Fine, fine. So how much longer are you gonna be up there, Moll? “
” I just need a few more days. Until then, I need you to guard the Stanngs and Stacy if this guy tries to attack them. “
” You really think that’s gonna happen? “
“ I don’t know what to think. “
” Okay, honey. Just get some rest, and I’ll talk to you later. “
The Designer terminated the cerebral connection. Molly was left alone in her room. She lay down on her bed and looked around the large open space from her tiny bed, designed to hold her goddess form but better suited to her human form. The wide blue walls felt like a cocoon of safety. She dozed off on her mattress, finally getting a chance to rest.
As the young woman slept, the Umbra, the Bateleur, and Nitz the Bloody gathered outside her room. They peered inside the door to see her sleeping, and softly spoke to each other.
“ At least she’s finally getting some rest, “ Nitz noted. “ But what are we gonna do about her stalker? “
” All she gave me was one screenname....MollyLover2431. “ said the Umbra. She didn’t want us to inquire further. “
“ Well fuck me! “ Nitz exclaimed. “ I met that guy in a chat! “
” Oh? Care to explain? “ the Umbra asked, knitting her brow.
“ He runs this smutty website with Molly-related fanfic and fan art. In fact, he isn’t alone. We ALL have fetish sites devoted to us. Even me. It’s just that Molly happens to tap into an existing fetish, the giantism fixation, so she has more sites devoted to her. “
” And how do you know all this? “ the Umbra demanded.
Nitz shrugged. “ I....uhhh.....get bored easy, and have a cable modem... “
” Look man, “ the Bateleur stated. “ I used to look at pornography too, amongst other sinful behaviors, until I found Jesus. He can help you purge yourself of that smut. “
” Shut up, “ Nitz growled, “ Just because I’ve seen that shit doesn’t mean I like it! “
“ Denial just makes it harder, “ Lance Flutterby sighed.
“ Fuck you.... “
” GUYS! “ the Umbra shouted as she converted to her shadow form and made a barrier between the leather-clad college student and the armored former actor/recording artist. “ This isn’t helping. I don’t care who looked at what, we have to track down this pervert and stop him. “
” You think that will be easy? “ the Bateleur asked. “ He hacked into our private server. We don’t know what he knows about, or what he’s capable of... “
” Let’s hope he can still bleed, then “ the Umbra sharply snapped, her hand forming ebon claws.
Meanwhile, in a private dimension, I enjoyed inhabiting Thomas Grollack’s body. I’ve occupied various humans over the years; I’ve possessed bigger men, stronger men, smarter men, and less malodorous men. But Thomas was a fast learner. He figured out how to use my magicks quickly, and was already transmuting and incinerating at a warlock’s level. He was flying through my plane of existence, creating an illuminated path through the inky darkness. He felt a unique exhilaration, a joyous crescendo, but one somehow tainted.....he felt a slight twinge of dirtiness using my power. But that didn’t stop him.
I put up a shiny metal barrier in front of him. “ That wall is pure adamantine, “ I told him. “ Let’s see you make a mess of it. “ Thomas’ six eyes glew, and he shot beams of solar heat from them. Within a minute six gaping holes burned white-hot through the barrier, leaving it looking like metallic swiss cheese.
” This is all well and good, “ Thomas asked, “ But how’s this going to impress Molly? “
“ Haven’t you listened to a goddamned word I’ve said? “ I snapped. “ Women love power. They may say they want a kind, sensitive guy who’ll listen, but in the end, they want the alpha male. And right now, there’s nobody more alpha than you. “
” So what do I do? If I kill her, she won’t be around to love me..... “
“ There are subtler ways to gain power over a woman than force. Listen carefully.... “
I told Thomas everything. He listened carefully, then smiled widely, and warped out of my dimension.
Molly woke up feeling suprisingly good, refreshed by a nice nap. She walked over to her mirror on the other side of the room and looked at her reflection. The first thing she saw was herself, with a rejuvenated glow to her bespectacled eyes.
The second thing she saw was a flock of bats flying behind her. Molly turned around in surprise, then screamed as the winged mammals mobbed her. She tried to run out of the room, but the bats caught up with her. They clawed every inch of her body, tearing her shirt and pants as she ran. One of the bats grabbed her necklace and started to tear it off her; Molly grabbed at the vermin, but for every bat she swatted away, another one tugged at her neck ornament. Eventually, the bats tore the necklace off of her, and flew away. Molly tried to run towards them, but started to feel disoriented. She grabbed her throbbing temples and staggered on her feet, eventually toppling over.
“ Molly! “ the Umbra shouted, running into her room with Nitz and Lance following close behind her. “ We heard a scream....who was it? “
Molly didn’t say anything. She noticed that the three Commission members were 1/10th her size, and there was no way to remedy that. The bats, however, had disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
In the Conference room, Molly was huddled in the corner. She had gotten inside the room through teleportation, and barely fit inside it. She was sitting on her behind, with her knees bent in front, and her head was scraping the ceiling. Needless to say, she wasn’t happy.
” Oh my God, “ she screamed at the three Commission members, “ What are we going to do?! “
” We’re doing everything we can, “ the Umbra stated. “ We don’t know who did this, or why. We need a motive. “
” What possible motive could there be? “ the Bateleur asked. “ Those bats could have killed Molly. Instead they just took her size-changing necklace. If someone went through all the trouble to invade the Citadel, why would they stop there? “
” Maybe they wanted her at that size. “ Nitz suggested.
“ Just what are you talking about? “ the Umbra wondered.
“ I mean, she’d been stalked by a giantess fetishist before. Maybe these two things are connected. “
“ But how could a single perv do that? How could he summon a swarm of magic bats? “
” You’re a nanomechanical shadow. I’m the Priest of Zeku. Molly’s a sixty-foot tall goddess of war. In this world of ass-raping ninjas and Living Deaths that Suck, how could anything NOT be possible? “
” EXCUSE ME, “ Molly exclaimed, “ But what am I going to do? I can’t live my life stuck like this! “
” Calm down, “ the Umbra said, shushing Molly.
“ YOU CALM DOWN! “ Molly screamed, her eyes watering. “ You’re all normal. I’m not. I’m a giant freak, and the only thing that made me somewhat normal is gone! “ She shifted in her seat until she noticed that her ass had just crushed one of the computer consoles, delicate machinery destroyed by gigantic booty. “ Oh, “ she whispered, “ I’m sorry. “
” We can always fix it, “ the Umbra said. “ Now we just need to find this guy. Get the computers working again. Search all dimensional perimeters for ‘ MollyLover2431’. “
” And what do I do? “ Molly demanded.
“ We’ll warp you to the Garden. Try and get some rest. “
Teleported into the Garden, that large expanse of flora that Stanng tucked away in the corner of the Citadel, Molly sat next to one of the waterfalls, wearing nothing but an unstable molecule one-piece swimsuit. She sighed as she let the water flow through her hair. The pool was supposed to be a wide expanse, but that was for normal-sized people. Molly’s legs alone filled the entire pool. Normally this didn’t bother her, she thought the Garden was a nice place to relax. But now, everything reminded her of how much of a freak she was.
Molly wasn’t religious; she didn’t believe in God, Allah, Brahman, Zeku, or even me. But she felt as though there had to be a cosmic force out there, running the universe, with its intentions directed towards messing with her. Why else would she go through the hell of the past few weeks, being stalked by deviants and attacked by bats, and worst of all, having one of her most prized possessions stolen. Why else would she live a life as a klutzy giantess, trapped in a world too small for her.
She was right on one count; someone very powerful was messing with her. But that person had a name. And an agenda that he had only begin to push.
In front of Molly, on the grass, there was a slight trail of smoke. This smoke quickly turned into a small burn, then a raging fire, in my traditional blue color. The air itself lit up, and three-dimensional space tore open. A gaping hole opened, which turned into a vortex. It sucked in everything in front of it, into it; including Molly. She tried to hold onto the waterfall, digging her nails into the rock, but the sucking action was too powerful. Molly was drawn into the portal, her massive form flying through the air and into the vortex. From her perspective, everything turned black; all she could see was darkness as she floated through the void.
Eventually, Molly stopped floating and fell hard on what felt like ground. Everything in the area was darkened except her body, which was emitting an unusual glow. She got to her feet and looked around, and saw a green and gold glitter off in the distance. Molly recognized it as her necklace. She ran towards it as fast as her legs would carry her, but by the time she got to the piece of jewelry, it was surrounded by an orange energy field. Molly touched it, only to feel an intense shock.
As Molly held her hand in pain, she started to hear a voice. It said, “ You’re even more beautiful in person, you know. “ Molly looked up to see a figure cast in a similar eerie glow to hers, except this was a ( compared to her ) small man in a black robe, with a hood obscuring his face. All she could make out in terms of facial characteristics were six glowing orange eyes.
“ Who are you, “ Molly asked.
“ Pardon me for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Thomas. I think you might know me already.... “
” You’re the one who’s been stalking me! “ Molly yelled. With an anger that she had never felt before, she lunged towards Thomas and grabbed him in her giant palm. She clasped him between her palm and fingers and started to squeeze.
” It’s not like you can hurt me, honey. “ Thomas grinned. “ But keep on squeezing, it feels so good.... “ Molly promptly dropped the robed figure and showed an expression of utter disgust.
“ What do you want with me?! “ Molly demanded. “ Why have you been following me?! “
” Because I love you. And if you ever want to leave this dimension or wear your necklace again, you’ll do exactly what I say. “
” What do you want me to do? “
” First thing I wanna do, is take some pictures. I need you to wear this. “ Thomas put his hand in front of Molly and started to generate a sphere of orange energy. From the sphere, a laser beam blasted into Molly’s hands and started to form solid material. Within seconds, a new form was created; a dress in Molly’s size, patterned after Japanese “ sailor “ schoolgirl uniforms, complete with an impossibly short skirt.
“ Isn’t having me wear this a bit stereotypical? “ Molly asked in disgust.
“ Come on, “ Thomas pleaded with her, “ I just want to spread your beauty throughout the world. “
” You mean to your chat room buddies? You want them to watch me?“
” If you ever want to leave here, you’ll put on the god damn uniform. “
Molly reluctantly complied, and started to put the school clothes on over her swimsuit. Thomas observed her every movement, five eyes closed and one eye wide open to focus on her, but somehow, seeing the woman of his dreams changing wasn’t the thrill he’d thought it would be....
NEXT: Thomas lives his dream, while the Commission look for Molly.
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