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Sex Kitten

“Shouldn’t you be at the command center helping Rotoscope upgrade those Armored Cores with black box technology?” Tara’s voice said through thr door, a hint of fear and anger in her words.

“He can spare a few hours without me fumbeling to grast their melenia old Star Wars technology while we talk Tara.” Kenny replied, trying to downplay the technology to emphise his concern for her.

“I’ll be fine Kenny, I just…just can’t join you. I might turn on you again.”

Slowly Kenny jiggles the door, with a slow creek it swings open, cautiously he slips into the darkneded bedroom of Tara. Tara had since the fateful day they were choosen always come over to Kenny’s and so this was his first real look in her room. He was a bit shocked to find the affrican American girls room looking more like something Micheal would crash in. Her walls were decorqated with numerous sports posters, big beefy werestles looming high threatened to ariel small me from the walls as he entered. A couple magazines of muscle cars lie on the floor, but as he took it all in there were also female things. A vanity table with makup and jewlerly case, dresses hanging in the closer with more tomboy attire. You could almost smell the violent clash of testosterone and estrogen in the room. Tara sat on a twin bed with yellow sheets clad only in a white bra and yellow boxers, she looked like she had been crying, her knees to her chest her head down, her black box between her feet. Flustered but emboldened Kenny made his way to her side and sat down, wraping his lightly toned arms around her.

“It’s not your fault.” He said in a whisper.

“The will to resist all domination I was called. It’s seems all I am is dominated.”

“Reeva is a cagy old bird, She trojen horsed you, got you to let her in and once inside ransacked the garrison from inside. But holeing up in here won’t fix things.”

Slowly Tara rose her head, turning to Kenny with a expectant look. “What will.”

“We have to rally the troops, the invaders got inside your walls but you still have the domination guard station there. Stand up! If you need help we are here. Evict the invaders, you are not alone, you may be the wall of resistance but you still have allies. The nations of sacrifice, defense, love, determination, hydro, and the mind are all here to help. As is the honor guard of the silver knight. So what say you, lady of the dominated kingdom, ready to fight back.”

Tara giggled, the moon shining its light down on them from the window, “You are such a geek.”

Kenny reached out, turning her head toward the window, “Look the kingdom of the moon looks down on us. Let’s give the old witch a big fat greeting.”

Tara laughed again as Kenny whipped out his left hand and flipped the moon the bird. “Fuck the moon.”

Tara’s hands trembeled as she reach back unfastening the claspts of her bra and let it fall to her side, she smiled as she leaned in and locked her lips with Kenny’s. “Share your strength with me now Clarity of the Mind.”

As Kenny came up for breath he flustered unsure, “Are you sure?”

“Positive,” she smiled wantonly.

As two bodies became one the duo could not help but share similar thoughts, the other was after all living inside their body. Since their souls switched bodies and then those bodies mutated to match the souls inside. So in a very real sense Kenny was inside Tara’s body but was wearing Kenny’s features while Tara was the reverse. In a strange way they were really making love to themselves. To all outside observers Kenny was Kenny and Tara the same Tara but to each other their was a odd duality about it all. With every thrust Tara became more and more drawn into the act, Kenny was cautious at first but Tara urged him on to be more forceful. Her slow moans transitioning first to grunts and eventually to what sounded almost like the yowls of a feline. Simutaiously Tara’s body was changing. Trim nails vanished into the bed of the fingers as thick curved black claws folded out of the tips and began to dig into Kenny’s back. Tara’s toes curled as a similar change rose over them. As she opened her mouth to yowl her cainines extended noticible while her ears pulled out into points like a elf. Her pupils dilated until they expanded out as wide slits and her nose began to recede slightly toward a upper lip that had gained a slight upward split in the center. Deep in the throws of passion they were alerted to the sound of metal wrenching and cracking and a moment later the spider bracer on Tara’s arm shatter and fell to the bedding around them.

As if linked in thoughts Tara and Kenny both noticed as she let out a slow purr and slowly became to end their love making. Their gaze first drawn to the shattered manacle and then to the Tara’s changed form. In silence they sat just feeling out the the alterations, confirming their reality. After another moment they both got quickly dressed and gathered up the shattered mancle, reappearing in a flash of blue and yellow in he command center.

Rotoscope jumped in surprise as the duo appeared and Kenny abruptly laid out the remains of the metal spider on one of the command consoles. It took a few more minutes before the duo were confident enough to divulge what they were doing before the spider shattered and Tara changed. A momnt later the display came to life with a distressed Claire, her blouse torn, a few cuts and bruises on her body.

“Jason’s like gone!” she blerted out, “He was getting grabby and then just turned into this wolf monster!”

“Holy hell!” Tara shouted, a slight animalistic inflection to her tones. “Did he try and hurt you?”

Claire nodded, the tears staining her facke making her makeup run. A moment later the screen split to show Malcom, he looked hurt as well, and his story mirrored Claire with Trinity turning into a rat monster. It only took Tara and Kenny a moment to reach a conclusion.

“The spiders!” Tara exclaimed.

“But wait the tree of them were here when we beat the wolf, rat, and cat creature last time.”

“Obviously duplicates,” Rotoscopes adds. “And it seems like sexual intercourse breaks them.”

Claire and Malcome swallowed hard.

“So like we have to…”

“Looks like it Claire.” Kenny adds.

“We’re on it!” Malcome exclaims.

Claire nods and the screen goes blank. The wolf beast bounded through the city on all fours, it’s trek leading it to the docks dictrict as if guided by some primal memory. Just as before the Wolf monster found himself suddenly under attack, but this time not from a marine in yellow but from the energy arrows for a pink marine who stood light atop another building raining down her judgement in fire and light on the creature. The wolf sneered.

“This is all that chalanges me? I defeated five of your number the last time we dueled.” The beast growled.

“You and two allies, your all alone right now!” Clair shot back.

“And you belive that gives you a advantage in this duel? Now that I am one, not three.” The wolf snarled as he tossed his arm in a wide arc.

A massive wave of green energy rushed toward Claire. She waited before she leaped out of the way, sailing over the wave to rain down a hail of arrows on the beast from the air before she secured footing on another building. The beast snarled and leaped the building hight to meet her, sending another wave of energy as he landed. Claire falters and it struck and she was sent over the end, landing harshly on the ground below.

With a powerful thrust of his legs the beast lands back on the ground as Claire is getting up, panting and holding her left shoulder, the bow shakes in her unsteady grip and she lets fly another energy armor. Ducking the bolt the wolf comes in low and hammers Claire with a open palm claw uppercut. Claire tumbles to the ground and reverts to human. Battered and bruised she looks up to the beast, a mix of terror and hope in her eyes.

“Females, so weak, so predicictable. You know what comes next, don’t you? Don’t try to fight it, It will only result in more pain.” The wolf growls.

Stalking over he rolls Claire on her back, a quick strike of his claws rending her clothes to rags. Slowly the beast lowers himself, his hot breath bearing down on Claire as he penetrates her. A sharp moan of pain escapes her lips before the beasts covers her mouth with his paw and begins his thrusts in ernest. Rocking under him Claire locks her gaze on the hand that holds her mouth quiet, something buried under the skin slowly surfacing, golden and metallic the spider begins to surface, and as it does it begins to crack.

Elsewhere the rest of the team are hot on the tail of Trinity the rat.

“Just why the hell did we let Claire go alone?” Micheal asks iritated.

“Because if Jason is anything like the other wolf once he has Claire defenseless he’s going to force himself on her, which in turn should break the spider.” The Hydro Hag explains. “One of them can fend off 2 of us at once so against 6 he might go down but we need to get him to have intercourse to break the spell, and for that Claire is hoping to take advantage of his new mental state.”

“And just how am I going to pull off my own love making to Trinity as a rat?” Malcom asked aloud.

“That’s why we’re here.” Tara said wih a lump in her throught “The 4 of us should be able to restrain her while you do the deed.”

“This is really sick, we’re basicly assisting in rape.” Micheal objected.

“Which begs the question,” Kenny added, “Which is the lesser of two evils, raping a monster o restore a friend or letting a monster kill and terrorize innocent civilians.”

“Reeva is one sich dame.” Malcom adds.

Trinity comes quickly into view as she ducks into a parking tower, as they charge in though they watch as Trinity is sent flying, a moment later Jason and Claire appear from the other side, on full assault mode.

“Snap out of it Trinity!” Jason in his green armor pleads.

“Trinity isn’t here right now, want to leave a message?” the rat taunts.

Jason growls, a wholling not quite human sound and is joined by Claire as they take a firm hold of Trinity’s arms. Hydro Hag, Kenny, Tara, and Michel arrive a moment later to further restrain the monster. Malcom sighs as he powers down. Dropping his pants he walks as if a man condemped toward the restrained beast girl. The others force Trinity to her knees as Malcom comes in from behind and penetrates her. A low chitter escapes the rat girl’s muzzle.

“God I feel like such a tool!” Malcom grunts between thrusts. After a few moments a metal spider begin to form and then crack on Trinity’s arm. After a few more moments the rat girls growls of protest turn to growls of confusion as Trinity looks at her friends through new rodent eyes, paw like hands and feet and a partially rodent muzzle. Soon the team are gathered back in the command center and everyone brought up to speed. Jason, Trinity, and Tara stand off to the side, Tara oddly more human looking then the other two.

“Is I finally over then?” Jason says with hesitation. “These mutations, are they a sign we are free of Reeva’s control, I might be able to live as a outcast freak if that were true.”

“I belive it is.” Rotoscope begins.

Silently Malcom looks away from Trinity while Jason avoid’s Claire’s glare. Rotoscope heads for the trio and present a simple looking metal band. “Put these on, they will mask your true appearance from civilians. Until your DNA can be repaired.”

Tara is first to take a band, her voice trembeing as she slips it on, her feline features melting away to her normal ones. “T…Thank you.”

Kenny smiles and looks at Tara and Jason and Trinity put on the bands, and then silently teleport away. With a wave of his hand Kenny becons over Micheal and Tara. “Well…I could still use a hand with the Armor Core upgrades, So unless the rest of you need something I could use the help of my two assistants.”

Slowly the others nod, and after a moment teleport out.”

Michel and Tara loom over the plans with Rotoscope as Kenny begins to make pencil markings. Micheal reachs over and takes Kenny’s hand firmly, locking a his gaze to Kenny. “How do you do it man?”

“Do what?”

“Stay so calm in the face of all this shit, stay focused on this tech shit, Sometimes I just want to rip my hair out.”

Kenny smiles aquwardly, “I look to you, our defacto leader, and draw strength from your example.”

Micheal sighs, “I don’t know how much strength I have left, I feel like, no I know my soul is torn. To get the silver power my soul and body were split, Now I am connected to a soul a thousand light years away, and I feel the strain of that distance.”

Tara smiles but before she can react Rotoscope places his metal hand atop Micheal’s “Then I will give you my strength, a strength born of tens of thousands of years of hope and seeing my marine teams triumph over adversity and evil.”

“And I give you my strength,” Tara adds, her hand atop Rotoscope’s. “A strength born of Kenny’s ever lasting faith. When the kingdom that resists all domination was attacked from inside he said to me that I had the help of 7 other kingdoms to retake my throne of power. So lord of sacrifice, I lend you my army to streghten your kingdom and you have defended mine.”

“That is the power that had toppled a thousand tyrants.” Zardoz’s voice boomed. “Individually you may be broken, as a team, you are a unbending force of nature.”

Micheal smiles weakly a the giat floating head. “Thank you…Zardoz.”


The Ash Candle

Reeva paced the chambers of her moon palace like a caged animal, palpable waves of rage rolling off of her. From the sidelines Imp, Sloth, Selket, and Ra watched their mistress’s rolling anger storm.

“Those animals beat my spiders, in all my centuries no one has beaten the spiders and gotten away with it. They must be punished, they must be…” her thoughs were cut short, a disturbing jackel grin splitting her face in half. She turned briskly on her heels and glared at Ra with a look hat gave the golden warrior a chill. “Fetch me the Ash Candle and a contingent of clays. It is time we reclaimed what is mine.”

Earth, in a alley behind the Youth Center. The marine in the green armor persues a handful of claymen, pistol drawn and firing into them. They clays find themselves backed against a dead end, Jason advances. “Another day, another clay bake.” He says with a laugh.

Suddenly Ra, Selket and Reeva appear from behind, locking a vice grip onto him from behind Ra and Selket restrain Jason. Reeva raises her staff and the lot of them vanish in a crash of lightning. Jason is hurled unceremoniously to the featurless ground of the dark dimension. Pistol still drawn he rises to his feet ready to fight. Reeva stands opposite him, a black candle in her outstretched hand, the wick lit. Jason lunghes and passes right through it.

“An illusion?” He remarks as he gets to his feet.

The hologram turns toward him as his power crashes and he returns to human form.

“In my hand I hold the Ash Candle, imprinted into it’s wax is your green powers. As the wax burns down your powers will fail you until they are all transferred to me. But there is a way for you to keep your power. All you have to do is serve me again.”

“Forget it witch, our days as master and slave are over!”

“You may change your tune after a few days alone here in my dark dimension.”

The command center, our remainng heroes gathered. They are gathered around the display as they watch Jason battle Selket in the dark dimension, in his non powered form. Micheal looks around at his team, expecting to seethem reaching for their transformers, then he looks to Zardoz.

“When are we going to rescue my brother?” he asked irritated.

“Only one of you can go, Reevas has constructed a powerful barrier and we can only sent one in. Once there you will need to attach a device to Jason so we can lock on and pull you both out.” Rotoscope explains.

“Then send me, I am ready!” Micheal demands.

“Wait…” Tara interrupts, moving over to Micheal. “This will be tough, take my armor.”

“You…can do that?” Kenny says shocked.

Tara nods slowly, “My armor was modified in the same way as Jason’s armor was. If he could, in theory so should I.”

Micheal nodded and soon he and Tara were transformed in a flask of red and gold light. Trinity tightened her grip on the silver mace as Tara placed Micheal’s gloved hand on the center of her chest piece. “Let the Power of Sacrifice be joined by the Power to Resist All Domination.”

In a flash of golden light Tara stood there in just her basic armor while all the additional armor was now on Micheal. Hilights of yellow trimming his helmet and the red base of his uniform. Trinity steped forward then, thrusting the mace into Micheal’s hands.

“May my mace give you a added edge.”

Micheal nodded and the others loked down at their black boxes. Zadoz’s voice boomed as they other prepared to transform. “No, the armor may be transferable, along with a portion of the owners power but the 3 of you do not posses th ability to do the same.”

“Actually I had a slighty different idea, guys transform and follow my lead.” Kenny begins.

In another flash of light the team stand complete, weapons drawn. Ken moves down the line, starting with Claire, taking their weapons in hand. Finally he assembles them together into the combination weapon and hands it over to Micheal. “There, you now weild the mace of Trinity, the armor of Tara, and the weapon of unity. I think your good to go.”

“Wait,” The Hydro Hag adds in, looking around in a bit of panic. “Give me a couple minutes!”

She rushes over to Rotoscope as Micheal watches with a confused expression. Finnaly Micheal is ready to go, a bandoller filled with liquid filled globes added atop his armory. The team nod to Micheal as Rotoscope begins to work the controls. There is a flicker of red light as slowly Micheal begins to dematerialize.

The Dark Dimension
In a flickring flash of red light Micheal appears. Jason on the ground on his hands and knees, blood staining his clothes and welts decorating his face. A shiver runs through Jason as a strange feeling of rightness runs though his body as he stands porped on on hand and knee, his mind reflecting back on his new lupine qualities. Ra looms over Jason ready to deliver another devastating blow. He is blown off his feet by the power of the combination weapon, the force hurling Michel into an opposing wall.

Ra laughs as he gets to his feet. Micheal stealing a moment to look to his brother. “On your feet bro.”

Jason takes a few deep breaths, strugeling to rise. Ra charges sword drawn. Ra’s blade scrapes againse the mace as they clash, Jason preparing to transform. But before he can act the combination weapon flies toward him. He catches it clumsily as Ra and Jason break contact and circle each other. Jason is hurled back as he hammers Ra. Micheal rushes to his brothers side. There is a suddenly flash of red and green and after a moment they are gone. Shortly they are in the command center, Rotoscope tending to Micheal’s wounds. A image cracles on the viewer, it was Reeva.

“Enjoy your victory while it lasts, I have what I need. Your little green friend will soon be on my side again.”

The team look to Jason

“She is stealing my powers, evenetually, my powers will be gone.”

Tara looks to Jason regretibly. “Let’s go home. It’s been a long day.”

Everyone nods and soon the command center is empty.

The moon palace is light by the energy of a golden light as a figure appears in its chambers, it is Tara. Ra draws his blade and advances on her.

“I want Jason set free.”

“You were a fool to come here?”

Tara takes a deep breath, “I’ll make you a trade, him for me.”

Reeva laughs, “You? Determination is far more powerful then Domination.” The witch’s gaz then drifts to Ra and Selket, “Though”

Reeva smiles a crocodile smile, “This old place gets lonely, I would love a childi will make you a deal. To save the others you must become a child, Ra and Selket’s child, you were a cat creature. And now even more cat like now permanently. I will turn you into a childling of their race and we will raise you anew. But you must leave behind your former life and live on the moon as their daughter.”

“Do it, just let me say good bye.”

“Not part of our deal.” Reeva scowls thrusting her staff toward Tara. She dropped to her knees as energy corsed through her body. She tried to scream but found her voice stolen, he slothes seems to reach around her, engulfing her as she was subsumemd by them, growing smaller and smaller. Fine black hairs srating the streat out of her pores like a rash. Her eyes squeezes sut as her face pushed out. He waise spread out, her breasts shrank as her hands puffed out and claws tore thogh her fingers. He skull felt like it was being split open. She bore the pain, holding onto the black box even as her claws dug into it, the smoth material seeming to bond to her flesh. Even as her body controred, a long sinuous tail snaking out a black gautlet formed over her left arm.

Reeva cood in a devil voice, “Hello little Maat.”

Maat panted as she crawled out of her clothes, the childling dressed in only Tara’s over sized shirt. She looked up at the imposing visage of Reeva’s forces, her eyes watering as she ran to the only familiar figure, Ra. She buried her muzzle intothe armor of his legs, her voice a long and drawn pletive mewl.

[Daddy, whats going on. Who are these strage people. I’m scared.] she said is a alien voice that supprised her for a moment. Her tail quivring, her ears flat bu shaking.

[Shhh, shhhh…] Ra said aftr a moment, pating Maat’s head as he lifted her into her arms. [It’ll be alright, Maat.]

He looked to Reeva, “Can I take her to my room to rest?”

Reeva nodded as Maat wraped her arms around Ra as he carried her off.