Shape of Things to Come
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by Northern Chill
Author's note : This serial
revolves around the villain Amos Fortune and how he uses an item of
incredible
power to wreak havoc on the heroines
who have crossed his path in the past or meet him in the present.
There are scenes of sexuality,
violence and profanity so if this offends you, please move onto another
story
otherwise enjoy !
All characters mentioned in this
serial are the property of the respective comic companies except for
the
ones I make up. This story is
meant strictly as a parody.
Chapter 3
- Making Money has Drawbacks
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The sun rose and shone the pulled drapes in the
roadside motel room Amos was staying in along with his newest
acquisitions. Laying face up on one bed, seemingly oblivious to
everything around them, were inanimate yet very lifelike love dolls
that just yesterday were the renowned heroines Black Canary and Wonder
Woman.
For Black Canary, her trademark fishnet hose and
black bodysuit lying in a nearby cardboard box, her train of thought
seemed to be dissipating rapidly as the hours passed and she laid on
the bed. Every now and then, when she felt the sensation of her
latex and vinyl body being caressed or picked up, there was a brief
flash of thought ( simplified but still thinking) before her mind
receded into darkness when these touches ended. In short, her
mind was becoming as empty as her hollow artificial body.
From Wonder Woman's perspective, she wished that her
mind was just as empty as the doll next to her. She
mentally howled in anger over her state over and over only to have her
thoughts interrupted by Amos picking her doll body up and posing her in
several vile and disgusting positions. She was helpless to feel
anything except pleasure and desire when the villain ran his hands over
her firm latex breasts and kissed her O shaped mouth hard. Even
worse, her doll eyes were filled with occasional bright light of a
camera the villain had set up.
As for Power Doll, formerly known as Power
Girl, she was still able to move in her artificial doll form but her
mind was simplified to utter obedience of her owner Amos Fortune.
During the past night, she had dressed and undressed in various outfits
ranging from her usual white bodysuit to a gold and white spandex
outfit that clung to her smooth body like a second skin as well other
outfits. At various points in the night, Amos had Power Doll to
freeze in the middle of changing or ordered her to assume a heroic pose
and remain in it while he made use of her like the good dolly she
was. She moaned out loud as her owner groped her full breasts and
ran his hands down her smooth back while she stood rigid leaning
forward pulling on the gold and white outfit. The animate sex toy
whimpered in disappointment when Amos withdrew his touch to busy
himself elsewhere in the room. Overall, it was one of the best
nights Amos had ever experienced though he was the only one able to
express
his opinions in a clear and intelligent way.
" Well, I guess I should be going now if I want to
get onto my next destination. I understand Clarksvillle is called
home by several people I've encountered in the past. It might be
a good place for me to stop and reacquaint myself with those
individuals only on a more level ' playing field', so to speak. "
Amos said softly as he lifted himself up from where he nestled between
the dolls.
" Can't owner play with Power Doll a little
more ? Doll will even share owner with other dollies if he
promises to run his hands down her boobies, " the living
sex toy said as it squeakily sat up and draped its' hollow latex arms
around Amos' neck.
The villain smiled and turned into the lustful
eyes of the love doll that just a short while ago was one of the most
powerful heroines on the planet. Amos knew that, deep down, there
was still a small part of the doll that retained Power Girl's
intelligence and emotions and that part probably wanted to rip his head
off This irony served to be a source of great amusement to
the villain as he looked over the dolls and he laughed out loud before
dressing and exiting the room to go to his car.
A few minutes later, he returned with
three long cardboard boxes and set them on the room's floor. He
slipped the uniform of Wonder Woman and Black Canary onto the
respective dolls ( the outfits were now made out of rubber as a result
of the heroines' transformation) but found it difficult to pull the
uniforms over the inflated chests. Figuring he'd look after these
two later on, Amos finished dressing them and packed them tightly into
the boxes.
When Amos turned to look for Power Doll,
he found her sitting on the bed running her hands over her latex body
producing quiet squeaks as she did. Her doll eyes fluttered as
she enjoyed the sensations rippling through her hollow body with all
other thoughts now unimportant.
" All right, Power Doll, time to
go on a little trip again only this time you have to go inside this
cardboard box, " Amos said to the living latex toy seated before
him while simultaneously closing his fingers around the
gem that was his source of power.
" Couldn't we stay here and I can
make you happy, owner ? " the living sex toy said with a squeaky
voice while putting her arms behind her head and pushing out her chest
in an inviting manner.
" Sorry, my dear. Time for
you to join your two friends in the box and current state as
well. INANIMATE LOVE DOLL !!! "
Amos said as pulled out the gem and pointed it in the direction of
Power Doll.
A beam of energy shot out
from the gem and enveloped the subject from head to toe. Unlike
previous uses, the effects of the ray were much less apparent than
before. Power Doll seemed to stiffen slightly and her eyes
stopped moving altogether as did the rest of her. The only other
noticeable effect was that the doll stopped talking altogether as it's
lips locked into an ovular shape like the other dolls.
" Ah, if only I had a few extra days that I
could spend with you three. However, if my past encounters with
the spandex set has taught me anything, it's that, given enough time,
the heroes and heroines always find a way to tip the scales in their
favor, " Amos said somberly as he picked up the doll and placed it in
the box snug against the packing material.
From the doll's perspective, its'
change in state had also changed the perspective it had on the world
around it. Some of Power Girl's persona had returned and a sense
of newfound outrage filled her thinking much like Wonder Woman.
However, like her fellow transformed heroines, she was powerless to
stop Amos from covering her up and putting her in his car with the
others.
After gathering the rest of his
meager belongings up, Amos headed out to his car and drove slowly out
of the parking lot while he pondered his next step. After driving
a short distance to the west, he stopped at a roadside diner for a
coffee and donut and to think things over.
" Now what ?....it's not like I should step
out in the middle of some city street and call out the ones I want to
get rid of...... " the villain murmured to himself as he
sipped on his coffee and looked through the paper he had bought while
seated in a corner booth. He was about to fold up the paper and
leave when he spotted an ad in one of the back sections for a store
opening in a town about 40 miles from where he was.
Glancing at the ad closer, Amos
saw that the business catered to ' adults 18 and older with private
tastes' ( a porn shop in layman's terms ) and the name ( with a small
picture ) of the owner, John Dawson, the
villain recognized as a man who he employed in one of his past schemes
to achieve power and fortune. Judging by the slicked back hair
and golden necklaces he was wearing, John was doing very well for
himself these days.
" I think it's time Mr.
Dawson got a visit from a past friend whether he likes it or not,
" Amos murmured to himself as he stood up and went to leave the
diner. It was then that he noticed that most of the customers
seemed to be staring at him with looks of puzzlement and disdain.
Glancing downwards, Amos saw that he had been so consumed with the
enjoyment of his newfound power that he had neglected his own personal
appearance. In fact, he was still dressed in the same clothes
that he wore just a few days ago and they frankly stank of smoke, sweat
and other odors.
" Well,
I guess a stop at a clothing store first might be in order before
visiting Jack. I've got an offer for him that will make us both
quite a tidy sum of money, " the villain thought to
himself as he strolled out of the diner and the grin on his face
growing wider by the second.
Elsewhere.......
" .......want
interviews with everyone who was in the building and I want
descriptions of anything unusual no matter how obscure. Even if
it sounds like something that came straight out of a drug induced haze,
I want it noted. When we get a solid idea of what we're dealing
with here, we'll take our next step. Let's move, people !
" a burly, dark haired man wearing dark sunglasses, white T-shirt
and blue
shorts with NSA written in
big yellow letters on the back of the shirt. The group of people
that were gathered around him, wearing similar style outfits,
immediately scattered with some heading into the office building that
had been the site of Amos' visit the previous day and others headed
towards waiting cars to drive off to local homes or the hospital to
interview the victims of the villain's rampage.
" Paul, we've got
early word that there were at least three superheroines in the building
when this incident happened. No names yet though one woman, who
was dressed like she was going to a gym unlike everyone else, mentioned
something about one heroine wearing ' an American flag'. She was
acting a little odd though, " the sandy haired man called out to the
NSA head from a nearby van.
" It sounds like
someone saw Wonder Woman in the area, sir, " a female voice
called out from above before Jack could respond to what his subordinate
had said. The crowd that had gathered around the building's area,
held back by barricades and police tape, gasped in surprise and
amazement as a female figure, dressed in a light red top with matching
skirt and boots, slowly descended from the sky. Her outfit was
trimmed in bright gold as was the cape she wore around her shoulders
and, to top off her appearance, a symbol of a golden thunderbolt in the
center of her top.
" Ah, you must be Mary Marvel, I
presume. I had heard from my superiors that someone like you
might be stopping by to give us a hand. Well, as you can see, we
have everything under control here right now so if you want to help,
you can help keep the crowd back by flashing a smile and signing some
autographs. If we need your help, we'll give you a shout, ok ? "
Paul said to the heroine as she landed a few feet from him and walked
over to the law enforcement man.
" Well, Paul Linseman, I don't want
to interrupt things too much here but before you try and wrap things up
neat and tidy, there's a few other facts you might want to know.
One is that my friends and colleagues Wonder Woman, Black Canary and
Power Girl were in this area when the incident at this building.
Since then, all our attempts at communicating with them have met with
silence. Considering the power and experience those three have, I
doubt very much you're looking at a routine criminal or gang of crooks,
" Mary Marvel said while glancing towards the building with an
obvious look of concern on her face.
Paul was
about to retort when a subordinate came running up to him clutching a
piece of paper in his hand. He murmured softly when handing it to
his NSA chief before stepping
back and waiting for further orders.
Paul
looked over the paper for several seconds and his face grew quite pale
as he read what was written. The official then silently folded
the paper in two and put it into his jacket pocket before returning his
attention to the waiting heroine.
"
Ordinarily, I'd stand here and recite to you, Mary Marvel, the rules
that are ignored if you bypass lack of evidence to arrive at a
conclusion like that. However, I've just been informed that
according to preliminary interviews done by my agents of the building's
workers, the perpetrator of what went on here looks to have been a man
wielding unnatural abilities," the NSA chief said smoothly with his
cheeks turning ever so slightly red.
"
Hmmm...ok, if you can tell me what the physical description of this
gentleman looks like as well as his 'powers', I can.... " the
heroine started to say before noticing the government official was
shaking his head while taking off his sunglasses.
" Before
you get too carried away, young woman, I should tell you that at least
one witness said that this man also seemed to be getting help from one
of the colleagues you mentioned earlier.....willing help, according to
the statement I just read, " the security chief said sternly while
rubbing his right hand against his chin.
Mary
Marvel's eyes sparked angrily and her face momentarily turned red
before she regained her composure. " I think you might want to
interview that witness again because I know for a FACT that none of the
people I mentioned would help anyone participate in criminal acts
willingly. While you do that, I'll talk to some of your
subordinates to see if there was any indication where this criminal was
headed when he left here, " the heroine said coolly before
turning and walking away.
Paul slipped his
sunglasses back on and an annoyed look crossed his face. " I
should have accepted that desk assignment in the Houston bureau but no,
I had to take the ' active assignment' role..... " he muttered as
he moved towards a nearby van and started barking out orders at his
nearby subordinates.
Elsewhere........
The
cardboard boxes were being quickly emptied of their contents as several
employees stocked the new store shelves with numerous types of
products. At the front of the store, two gentlemen were busy
setting up the computers for the cashiers to use while the owner stood
to one side talking excitedly into a cell phone. The owner
pounded his right fist on the counter top several times even as he
gestured one of the workers to unpack a new case.
"
Look, I don't care if the suppliers on your end are behind on the
shipping. You promised me 5 display cases by the 28th and if you
don't have them here by then, my lawyers will be on your ass by the
29th! Bye!!! " Jack shouted before slamming shut his cell
phone. He was about to turn his attention to the computer
installation going on around him when the front door bell chimed and a
visitor walked in. Jack looked up to see a late 30's man, dressed
in an expensive looking business suit, walk through the entrance way in
a breezy manner.
"
Sorry, sir, we're not open for business until Friday. If you have
anything specific in mind, we can set it aside until the grand opening,
" Jack said with a helpful look becoming visible on his face.
The
would-be customer shook his head and laughed. " Jack, Jack,
Jack, you don't remember me, do you? I would have thought after
the time we spent in Vegas in the casinos entertaining the costumed
visitors that came our way, you'd never forget the good 'fortune' that we had there, "
he exclaimed with a whimsical look on his face.
Jack
stared hard at the customer for several seconds trying to place the
face in his memory. Suddenly, his face turned white and he
quickly turned around to face the store workers once again.
" All right, everybody, lunch
hour starts now and is paid. Let's get going, ok? " Jack
called out to the assembled staff. After a few seconds, the store
workers made their way to the front door prodded by Jack's increasing
insistence that they hurry up before he changed his mind.
Once
the last of the staff had exited, Jack locked the front door before
turning his attention to Amos. " Listen, I don't care what scheme
you've cooked up to make a big score or embarrass some heroes that have
crossed your path in the past. I don't want anything to do with
it. I've reformed and become a respected businessman in this area
and I don't to get involved with anything shady. If you head out
now, I won't mention to the local cops that....URRRKKK!!!! " the
store owner said in a dismissive way before going silent when Amos
lunged at him and grasped him around the neck.
" You
insignificant flea! Before I gave you the chance to participate
in the plans I came so close fulfilling, you were nothing more than a
two bit thief who stole from pensioners' homes in the middle of the
night. You should be thankful I deemed you worthy of taking the
gamble to make something of yourself, " Amos snarled as his grip
tightened for a few seconds before he released the red faced man.
"
Cough.....cough....ok...ok, Amos, I'm sorry about what I said about you
but I'm really not interested in another caper. Is there
something else I can help you out with? " Jack inquired while
rubbing his reddened throat area with his right hand. No matter
what he thought of the attack upon himself, he knew better than to
provoke a man he knew was unpredictable, to say the least.
" Of
course there is, Jack, otherwise I wouldn't be here. You see,
I've decided to start up a legitimate line of products for sale to
discriminating adults that will be unlike anything currently available
for purchase. I've set up deals with several manufacturers that
will manufacture the products based on my designs and
specifications. If all goes according to plan, I'll be shipping
thousands of items nationwide within a matter of weeks. All I
need now is a store to display the merchandise that could expand the
number of locations based on increased demand, " Amos said
smoothly in a cool manner.
Sensing
the opportunity being presented to him, Jack decided to take the
bait. " Well, what you say sounds good, Amos, but it's a
speech I've heard from a whole lot of salesman that have come through
these parts. Without insulting you, what makes your pitch better
than the others? " the store owner inquired somewhat hesitatingly.
" Give me
a minute and I'll show you some samples of what I'm going to be
producing, " Amos said before heading out a side entrance of the
store. Five or so minutes later, he was standing in the store
once again with three long boxes on the floor in front of him.
Amos motioned for Jack to open the boxes and have a look at what was
inside them all.
Once
opened, Jack was very impressed to find three incredibly realistic love
dolls, two blondes and one brunette, in the boxes. The detailing
on each sex toy was much more elaborate than anything he had sold in
his store ever before right down to the dolls' eyes, which looked like
they could wink at any time. Judging by the costumes the sex toys
were dressed in, Amos was looking to market them as items resembling
some of those superhero types they both encountered in the past.
" Well,
Jack, what do you think? Are these samples the type of items your
customers might be interested in? " Amos inquired relishing the
fact that the store owner had no idea of the true nature of the dolls
before him.
"
Uhhh...yeah...yes, indeed! How soon before you can ship me my
first order for these beauties? " the store owner murmured as he
bent down and ran his hand over the soft breasts of Power Doll.
" Oooooohhhhh.......yessss!!!!.......is this
my new owner?..... " the doll thought as it stared up at
the unfamiliar face before it.
Amos
paused for a few seconds as if he was considering Jack's question
deeply. In reality, he hadn't thought of doing much beyond
getting revenge on the spandex clad people who had defeated him in the
past. The fact that he could make real money with his new power
at the same time was something he never really considered. Of
course, he could walk into any bank with his gem and depart in a matter
of minutes with a huge sum of cash and little resistance.
However, there was something tempting about being legitimate while
humiliating fools like Wonder Woman......
"
Hello? Amos? Do you hear what I asked? " Jack
asked while briefly waving his hand in front of Amos' face.
"
Huh? Sorry about that, Jack, I was mulling over the numbers and
trying to figure out shipping dates and such. If I can get
everything up and running, how about four to six weeks? " Amos
said as he started lifting the dolls up and standing them up against a
nearby wall.
" Great
! Tell you what, I'll put them in my front window here to
maximize the customer inquiries. It'll be a secured window and
clearly marked so no one will steal these beauties. Could you
give me a hand? " Jack called out to his new business
partner.
Together,
the two cleaned out the front window space before moving the love dolls
over one by one. After Jack and Amos talked it over for a minute,
they decided to put the Wonder Woman and Power Girl dolls standing up
with rods securing them in place while positioning the Black Canary
doll on its side. Once that was done, Jack went to a nearby
counter to do up some temporary signs leaving Amos to adjust the love
doll's poses and appearances as he saw fit.
First off, he adjusted the costumes for each of the transformed
heroines so that the upper halves of each of the love dolls was
exposed. Amos did this for two reasons - potential customers
would be more impressed by the lifelike appearance of the doll's
breasts and, on a more personal level, knew that whatever existed of
the trio's original minds would be humiliated and embarrassed by their
public semi nudity.
Once
smoothed out the costumes, Amos turned his attention to poses for the
living sex toys. For Wonder Woman, he put her hands on her hips
that, coupled with her legs spread slightly apart, suggested the
classic power pose the Amazon took when uttering one of those sickening
speeches about her triumph over evil.
As for Power Girl, he tilted the doll's head back slightly so that it
was staring upwards at the ceiling. Amos bent the doll's arms at
the elbows and tucked the hands behind the hollow head. Standing
back, the villain mused to himself how it looked like the doll was
offering itself to the customers entering the store. Considering
the doll's current frame of mind, that was probably quite close to the
truth.
Finally, Amos adjusted the Black Canary doll so that its head was
propped up with its' right hand with the elbow parallel to the soft
latex body. After putting the left hand so it was resting on the
doll's hip, the supremely happy man put signs in front of all three of
the dolls stating in big, black letters - PROTOTYPE -> NOT FOR SALE!!
"
Well, that looks spectacular, Amos. If you want, I'll write you a
check now for the first shipment and you can write down the firm's name
that you'll be using for shipping, " Jack said as he reached into
his pocket pulled out his checking book.
"
Ummm, I hate to be a bother but I was wondering if I could have that in
cash instead. I'll give you a receipt and everything but I'm in
the middle of getting everything set up and I don't really have the
time to cash a check, " Amos replied as he stepped out of the
display window.
"
Hmmmm, ok, but I'll have to head over to the local branch myself and
take care of it. Would you mind keeping an eye on things? "
Jack asked as he slipped on a jacket and secured his cash register.
Amos
quickly agreed and watched his new business partner head out through a
side door. After Jack's departure, Amos jotted down the address
of a warehouse he spotted on the outskirts of town that was for
sale. He figured it would take little effort to find the sales
agent for the property in question and convince him or her that the
land should be sold to him. Of course, the little gem he was
fondling in his pocket would help if all else failed......
With
a wry grin on his face, Amos was about to step outside and see how
the front window display looked from the street when he spotted someone
or something approaching from the distance. As the figure drew
closer, the villain saw more clearly who it was that was approaching
and withdrew for the moment......
Outside......
A few people on
the edge of town thought there was a dust devil forming on the barren
wastes nearby as they saw what appeared to be a large ball of dust and
dirt rapidly approaching. Moments later, that notion dissipated
much like the dust ball did and a solitary female figure stood in the
center of the dispersing cloud.
Dressed in a red spandex leotard with a white stripe running down the
center and a lightning bolt depicted running from her modest sized left
breast to the bottom right, the blonde woman was quite a vision to
see. With gold colored gloves and matching boots and a dark visor
to conceal her eyes, Jesse Quick was a heroine with plenty of heroic
ancestors but little experience on her own as of yet.
Jesse's father, Johnny Quick, was a hero during WW II whose super speed
abilities made him a legend during those dark days. Her mother
was a crime fighter as well under the name of Liberty Belle, whose
superhuman strength and other abilities aided greatly against the Nazis
and their lackeys. With such a lineage, Jesse's parents expected
their daughter to follow in their footsteps but Jesse resisted such a
path for her life. At first, Jesse was content to head up her own
company as a normal person until circumstances dictated for her to own
a uniform and use the speed and strength she had inherited from her
parents to fight crime. However, during one such battle, Jesse
had temporarily lost her powers and had only recently regained them
through sheer luck.
It
was with the idea to test her regained abilities, as well as to
figure out whether she wanted to rejoin the heroic set, that found
Jesse standing in the middle of this nondescript midwestern town.
The heroine figured that the best way to figure out how much of her
super speed had returned was by taking quick trips on foot across
country and seeing how she made out.
" Well, I
wanted to stop in an obscure, boring town and this looks like just the
place. Judging by the rumbling in my stomach, I need to get back
some of the energy I've used up in my little run. I wonder if
there's a store near here that sells energy bars or something
similar. Wally said he eats quite a few of them after a long run,
" Jesse said recalling the words of her fellow speedster known as
the Flash to the general public.
Walking down the sidewalk ( and silently thankful that the streets
seemed to be deserted at this time of day), the blonde heroine briefly
looked into each store window as she passed the businesses.
Disappointed that most of the businesses seemed to be hardware or
farming supply shops, Jesse was about to take a speed trip to the other
side of town when she paused at the business at the very end of the
street.
Standing to the left of the storefront window, Jesse could see the
business looked to be on the verge of opening and was geared to selling
adult oriented products to customers. However, it was the items
the store had in the front window that had Jesse staring with her mouth
opening in shock and surprise. Three sex dolls that appeared to
have been designed and dressed to resemble Power Girl, Black Canary and
Wonder Woman were on display in very suggestive poses. The sex
toys were so lifelike and realistic in appearance that it gave Jesse
something to ponder.
" It's strange......Wally said
something before I left about how PG, Canary and Wondy were going to be
in the Midwest for ' some chick thing', as he put it....I suppose this
store set this tacky display to appeal to people visiting the
area....though there's something odd about these dolls...... "
Jesse thought as she continued to gaze upwards. For someone used
to traveling at superhuman speeds to stand in place for any length of
time, it usually took something unusual for that to happen.
Judging by Jesse's expression as she continued to gaze at the tableau
before her, this was such a scenario.
Unfortunately for Jesse, the person responsible for the window display
took that moment to peer out from the backdrop's curtain to see if
anyone was noticing the dolls in the storefront. When Amos saw
that the spectator in front of the store was none other than Jesse
Quick, another of those 'do-gooder' heroines, his first thought was to
head out of the store through the back exit and get away from the
woman. However, when the villain realized that the female
speedster was oblivious to his presence or didn't recognize him in his
current outfit, he quickly changed his mind. Grabbing the gem that had
changed his life profoundly in the short time he had possessed it, Amos
let his old feelings of desiring payback come to the forefront yet
again.
" SILVER STATUE!!!! " Amos
exclaimed while simultaneously aiming his gem in Jesse's
direction. For the briefest of moments, he thought the gem's beam
of energy might have been diffused by passing through the glass in the
display case before reaching its intended target. However,
judging by the look of jubilation that quickly crossed the villain's
face, his worries were misplaced........
" WHAT THE.....?........I....I CAN'T MOVE!!!...... "
Jesse exclaimed upon being struck by the beam of energy before falling
silent. Even with her superior reflexes, the blonde heroine
didn't have enough time to avoid the attack and the transformation that
was quickly sweeping through her body. She desperately wanted to
look downwards to see what was happening to her but found she couldn't
move any part of her body. With a look of surprise
seemingly frozen
on her face, she saw what looked to be patches of pure silver starting
to appear on her face and neck that were growing larger by the
second. Her breathing was slowing quite noticeably and Jesse
sensed that her whole body was becoming heavier as if flesh and bone
was changing to inorganic matter.
" I......I....I
DON'T UNDERSTAND........MY BODY......I'M BECOMING A STATUE.....OR SOME
SORT OF OBJECT.....HOW CAN THIS BE?........ "
Jesse thought desperately as she felt the transformation move swiftly
upwards through her inert form. Despite the horrifying situation
she was in, the heroine moaned softly upon sensing her pussy and anus
changing into inanimate material. Before she had a chance
to recover from the jolt to her senses, she gasped again involuntarily
as the transformation reached her breasts and changed them into mounds
of pure silver.
" THIS....CAN'T.....BEEEE............
" Jesse thought before her thinking, like all of
her other normal functions, ceased and her world faded to
darkness. A statue of pure silver stood in her place with the
leotard draped over it giving the only indication that she was a living
woman just a few minutes ago.
" You
know, if I had this little beauty a while back, I wouldn't be in a hick
town like this right now, " Amos murmured as he stepped outside
and started to drag the statue into a side alley before anyone noticed
it. As he started to tug and pull, he dropped the gem into his
pocket once again with an oblivious attitude to the new cracks that
were appearing running lengthways on the artifact.
Wiping
beads of sweat from his forehead, Amos managed to drag the silver
object d'art down the alley and to his waiting car. Retrieving a
piece of canvas from a nearby dumpster, he wrapped the silverized
heroine in it before sliding it into the back of the car.
" After I settle things up with Jack, I guess its' another trip to a
museum and a quick sale. Hmmmm, ya know, come to think of it,
maybe I should take advantage of this situation, " Amos muttered
as he rubbed his chin in a thoughtful manner.
Elsewhere.........three or so hours
later........
Bob glanced at his watch and saw that about an hour had elapsed
in his shift as the lone security guard for the museum. He was
still getting used to the surroundings after taking over from the
previous fellow, an old geezer who quit abruptly ranting about ' stuff
coming to life!' and ' haunted building'. Personally, Bob thought
that the guy had been taking too many sips of bourbon during rounds and
was seeing things.
As the dark suited guard wandered down the polished hallways, he paused
every now and then to gaze at a painting on the wall or one of the many
sculptures that dominated the rooms they were in. For Bob, the
golden sculpture of a nude female posed like about to embrace her lover
was particularly striking and he spent longer looking over it than any
other piece. According to the plaque in front of it, it was
sculpted by Jacques Dublanc in 1950 and represented a desire to free
humanity from its repressed sexual desires.
" Dunno about the repressed
Frenchman's desires but it raises my desires....damn!! "
Bob thought as he stroked his chin in absent thought. Judging by
the growing bulge in the groin area of his pants, his feelings about
the figure were more obvious than he thought.
Tugging on his hat, Bob turned away from the sculpture and started to
walk out of the room and back to his desk for a cup of coffee. He
had just reached the room's entrance when there was a brilliant flash
behind him that lit up the entire room. The guard spun around and
was momentarily blinded by the brightness before it faded away a few
seconds later. When it did, Bob was stunned to see a naked
woman slowly sitting up and dismounted from the display he was just
looking at.
Qui? Qui est vous? Est-ce que
un policier pres d'ici? Monsieur? the woman asked as she
stared at the man before her.
"
Shittttttttt......!!!!!!!!!!! " Bob said with his eyes widening
and his jaw dropping open.
TO BE CONTINUED.........