Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pts1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13 - Updatd Pt14- 10/27/2012
A young video game programmer searches out the fountain of youth
Just got back last night, Miss Miki. I'll be reading Part 5 soon...and did I just catch a glimpse of "Q"? (with Michael Moriarty, and one of the greatest cult movies of the 80s?...a reworking of the 1950s gem, THE GIANT CLAW?) Yeehaw! Bring on an order dedicated to the Great Feathered Serpent!
Uh-oh! I just finished Chapter 5. And that wascally wabbit Michelle was very naughty! And now she is (justifiably) 18 months old (but I do feel sorry for the older lady in the galley and Laurie). A cutie, but no longer a sexual cutie.
1) Would Tony and Mr. Cooms really not notice two beautiful women making love right in front of them? Wow. That science experiment must have been QUITE distracting.
2) As our ladies regress...will their minds also get younger? Or will they be trapped in much younger bodies but fully conscious in terms of their original mental capabilities? (I assume that the last description of Michelle's state answers my question...but I just thought I would ask).
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt6 - Infant Ship Returns Home
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt6 - Infant Ship Returns Home
Michelle was flabbergasted. She knew she would become infantile, but didn't think it all the way through. Her mind appeared to be intact ... but she was unable to talk properly ... her mouth just wasn't developed enough to do it. She also felt fairly embarrassed that she was unable to help wetting the bed.
She crawls over to the edge and looks down. What used to be a simple putting her feet on the floor, had now become a a huge drop of 2 feet. She felt a tingle of fear run through her now infant body as she thought about getting off the bed.
Coom was in the lab still running tests on the new minerals and energy forms when the first report of a spontaneous regression happened. The panicked voice of the man from the galley was almost incoherent as he screamed out about the black magic that happened right before his eyes. Coom had managed to calm the individual and told them he would go by ship's store and retrieve some clothes for the woman that would fit.
Tony had just strapped himself into the fighting chair. He had snagged a rather large billfish once again and watched as it danced gracefully on its tail off in the distance. Tony set the hook and braced himself for a long fight. This monster was strong and lively.
Coom came up to Tony and said in a matter of fact tone, "Tony, I think we have a real problem on our hands."
Tony pulls on the rod with all his strength as he reels several turns of line in. He asks with strain in his voice, "And what earth shattering thing is going on now? Did you discover references to the gate to the golden fleece?"
Coom couldn't help it, he snorts a laugh as he replies, "Not ... exactly. It seems an elderly woman in the galley ... is now a young girl of about thirteen."
Tony lets off on the rod a bit as he looks around at Coom. The billfish chose that time to launch another wild attempt to flee. Tony had to brace himself on the chair rung and pull hard once again. After reeling in several more turns of line, he allows the fish to sound.
Tony says softly, "Damn ... and I just caught a real lively one."
Coom pats Tony on his shoulder and says, "Stay here and fight your fish, I'll go and check out the galley. I don't think you being there will change what happened anyway. I'll keep you informed."
Tony could only grunt as he fought the beautiful blue/green billfish one more time. It breached and danced majestically on its tail for several yards before sounding once again in a huge splash and wave of foam.
Coom stopped by ship's stores and collected a pair of short shorts, a T top, a pair of cute panties and a pair of tennis shoes for a girl of about 13. When he arrived in the galley, there was a huge crowed of people all standing in a large circle. All of them were talking loudly at the same time.
Coom whistles loudly. Silence reigns as they all turn and look at him. Coom says authoritatively, "Everyone ... return to your duties. I'll handle this from here. Don't touch anything ... I need to do an investigation into how this happened."
The crowd slowly cleared, exposing a very pretty young girl sitting in a chair all wrapped in an emergency blanket. Coom raised his eyebrows. He knows this woman ... or now ... this girl. It was Maria Rodriguez. He knew her to be 69 years old and one of the best cooks he had ever found. He saw the small puddle of coffee and the shattered cup lying near by.
As Coom approached the now young girl, she looks up and smiles brightly. She says softly in a very cute voice, "Mr. Coom ... it's ... it's a miracle! It's so amazing .... I have always fantasized about being young and in High School again .... knowing what I know and having the experience. Just think! It'll be such an amazing adventure ... to know all ready and not have to learn through hard study and doing."
Coom relaxes a bit as he kneels down, "I'm glad that you're not too upset about all of this. If you're still able, you can keep the job you have now if you want. Of course, we have to make it part time .... and enroll you in school again."
Her eyes get big as she asks in an adorable voice, "The garden house .... on your estate where I live ..."
Coom laughs, "Don't worry Mrs ... I mean .... Miss Rodriguez ... you can stay there just the same. Just no really loud and out of hand parties ... Ok? I know how little girls are."
Maria blushes a cute pink as she giggles softly, "Thank you Mr. Coom ... I'm forever in your debt."
Coom hands Maria the bundle of clothes as he replies, "Think nothing of it. I brought you some clothes that will fit. After you dress, you can go to ship's stores and requisition a new wardrobe. Just remember to turn in your old one so we have extra clothes in storage for other people."
Maria nods as she stands up and gives Coom a large kiss on his lips. The blanket she was wrapped in slips a bit exposing more of her femaleness than she wanted. She blushes deeply pink as she re-wraps it tightly, before rushing off towards the Women's Bathroom to get dressed.
Coom shakes his head slowly as he watches the adorable little girl rush off. He turns his attention to the spilled coffee. He happens to have several specimen bottles in his pocket from the examination of the sphere. He pulls one out and removes the top .... then collects as much of the spilled liquid has he can before sealing the lid once again. He collects up all the shards of the shattered coffee cup he could find, then returned to the lab to do some Testing. He was sure that the coffee would prove to be contaminated with the youth water.
Tony wrestled and fought with the large billfish. He truly enjoyed the fight as he watched it breach once again and do a wonderfully graceful dance across several yards of water before sounding again. Tony rears back and pulls on the rod with all his might. He can feel the powerful thrusts the fish made against his efforts in its fight for freedom. Tony once again reels in several turns of line as he feels the fish begin to breach again.
After an hour of this wonderful combat, Tony finally manages to get the fish along the stern where the dive elevator was. He fastens the rod to the locking brace on the chair in case the fish decides to run, then undoes the harnesses in the fighting chair. Tony walked back and looks down into the water below. Following the line with his eyes, he sees it end in the crease of the large bill fish’s mouth ... right next to a large round shiny black eye that looked right at him.
The fish was a beautiful blue and silver color. It had a bill of about 8 feet long. Coom was sure it weighed in at around eight hundred pounds. Coom smiles as he reaches down and takes the leader in his hand. It was a dangerous thing to do ... but Tony was impressed with this fish's courageous fight for freedom and was offering it a sort of fisherman's respect. As he released the large fish from the line, Tony saluted it as it wallowed in the water for a few seconds.
Tony said softly, "That was perhaps the best fight I've ever had. I salute you and your kind. I'm setting you free so that perhaps one day .... we can fight again."
Tony felt a tingle run down his spine as it seemed the fish saluted him back with its fluke, before lazily sounding once again in a swirl of foam and water.
Tony picked up his equipment and stored it properly before heading back to his cabin. He wanted to take a quick shower, before hunting up Coom and finding out what had happened in the galley. Tony opens the door to his cabin and stops. His mouth falls open as he sees a huge wet spot in the middle of the bed. He also sees off to one side of the bed, an adorable, naked little baby girl, sitting with big eyes and sucking her thumb.
Tony gasps in astonishment, "Michelle? Is ... that you?"
The little girl removes her thumb from her mouth and says as she nods enthusiastically, "Boooouuuyyeee. Goombu knphhhhh!"
Tony looks around the room. All he sees is the cute little jumper and panties she had on earlier lying in a pile beside the bed. He walks over to it, then sees the eye dropper lying in the middle of the large wet spot on the bed ... and the small half filled bottle on the night stand.
Tony turns and looks at Michelle with a frown, "You did this on purpose ... didn't you? You kept samples in the water bottles. Where are the other bottles?"
Michelle couldn't answer coherently, although she could still crawl and toddle. She crawled over to the closet door and slapped her small hand against the door. Tony walked over and opened the closet door and peered in. All he saw besides the normal hanging clothes and shoes on the floor, was the unzipped empty back pack Michelle had worn when they explored the Fountain Cave.
Tony says softly, "Sweet heart ... there is nothing in the back pack."
Michelle crawls into the closet and picks up the bag .... and puts it over her head. She couldn't help it .. it was just the thing that had to be done at that moment. She did know however, there was almost a case of the Fountain's water missing ... and she was too young to tell anyone exactly how many.
Tony laughs as he grabs a small hand towel from the bathroom and makes a comfy diaper for Michelle. He had found 2 safety pins in a sewing kit he discovered in the night stand and diapers her after taking the back pack from her head and teasing her about how silly a baby she was. He couldn't resist as he did it and blew a very loud raspberry in her tummy when he was done diapering her. Michelle screeches and kicks her feet adorably as he tickles them too.
Tony says as he picks her to his shoulder, "I'm going to be an really old man by the time you're of age again ... you know that ... don't you?"
Michelle whimpers adorably as Tony carries her off. As Tony passes Coom's quarters, he hears a baby crying. He opens the door and peers in. Once again, his eyes get huge and his mouth falls open as he sees an adorable little baby girl, sitting in the middle of Coom's bed, wearing a pair of soaked panties that are way too big for her, crying her eyes out.
Tony walks in and says with shock, "Laurie ... is ... that you sweet heart?"
The baby looks up at Tony and nods her head as she rubs her eyes. She tries to say something but all that comes out, "Mmmm uuuriii. ummaa beebbee."
Tony gasps, "OMG! ... Don't worry sweetie, I'll put you in a diaper like Michelle's and take you to the lab. Maybe Coom has figured something out."
Tony puts Michelle on the thick shag carpet as he picks Laurie up. He carries her into the bathroom after retrieving a pair of safety pins from the night stand sewing kit and makes a diaper for her the same as Michelle's. He returns to the room after diapering, tickling and blowing raspberries for her, picks Michelle up, then carries both girls off to the Lab ... hoping Coom is there.
When Tony arrived, he could hear Coom swearing softly under his breath. Apparently, Michelle and Laurie weren't the only new infants to join the crew. From what he heard as he entered, there seemed to be about nine ... eleven including Michelle and Laurie.
Tony says, "Coom, the girls are babies now too. Is there any way to reverse this?"
Coom turns with a look of shock on his face as he sees Laurie. She shrugs her shoulders as she starts to suck her thumb.
Coom says, "Either this is spreading spontaneously like a virus .... or the water has some how contaminated things."
Tony replies, "Michelle had taken some samples back from the fountain. I'm not sure how much ... she's a bit too young to talk. Apparently, the bottle she threw at the monster was only one of several."
Coom bangs his fist on the counter as he swears colorfully. He says with frustration, "I have found no way to reverse the effects of the youth. Once the cells have gone through reversion ... it seems to be as permanent as aging was prior. The girls .... will have to grow back up normally ... and relearn some things. Like ... how to go potty and how to walk properly again."
Laurie and Michelle clouded up and began to cry at that point. Tony bounced them both gently up and down comfortingly.
Tony says, "Apparently, their minds are still intact. Their body aren't mature enough for them to react in the proper way. They will be children ... with their adult minds."
Coom nods, "Mrs Rodriguez ... the Chief Galley Cook ... is a girl of about thirteen now ... but her mind is still intact. She's kind of happy about it though and is looking forward to being in High School again. I must say ... she is a really nice looking little girl and I know the boys are in for trouble."
Both men snort a quick laugh as they shake their heads. A Steward from the galley arrives about that time, and starts a fresh pot of coffee. Tony watches him quietly as he makes it.
Tony draws himself a hot cup as soon as it's ready and offers Coom one. Tony sits the girls on the floor and watches as they cuddle together and make adorable noises like they are talking.
All over the ship ... the infant issue spread rapidly as each member of the crew ingested the ship's water in one form or another. The reaction was instantaneous. Some ... had more of a reaction than others depending on the age they were when they started. Some .... unfortunately ... became a small gooey wet mess on the deck because they were young to begin with ... and ingested too much.
The First Mate was just about to reset the recall circuit's timer when he took a sip of his hot coffee. He never got the chance to reset it. Instantly, he was about 6 months old and tangled up in the overlarge clothes he had been wearing. The only thing he could do at that point .... was to start crying.
Coom raises his steaming mug of coffee and says brightly, "Well ... here's to finding the Fountain of Youth. May we forever be young."
Tony raises his mug and clinks it with Coom's. The men take a slurping sip of the hot liquid. The reaction was immediate. Both babies scream loudly as the hot coffee splashes all over them when the mugs holding it breaks on the Lab floor next to them. Fortunately, they were all swallowed up in the over large clothes they had been wearing and didn't really get scalded.
Maria was in heaven. She had retained all of her memories and experiences ... and was thirteen again. She looked at her new young body in the mirror. The short shorts fit beautifully and showed of her cute round bottom. She turned from side to side to get a really good look at it. The T top clung to her body like another skin and showed off her youthful femaleness so wonderfully.
Maria hears a soft cry coming from somewhere. She opens the door and listens carefully. She hears many babies crying seemingly from everywhere. She hurries to the nearest cry and finds a new born wallowing in adult's clothing. She gathers it into her arms and carries it back to her cabin. She cleans and makes a makeshift diaper from the hand towels.
As she gathers the many babies from everywhere, she began to realize how the crew had gotten into this state. It was sort of apparent that each baby had taken a drink of the ship's water supply in one form or another. Maria was a very bright girl and decided it would be in the best interest of all not to rely on the water any more. She gathered up all the soda pops, milks, canned juices, and unopened spring water jugs she could find.
On the Bridge, a timer had reached all zeros. An advanced computer system followed its protocol. Maria heard the ship's engines start and felt it as it began to move. She was too busy with caring for the babies to worry too much about it right now.
The Auto-return function had enabled and started the ship on a return course to its home port. A radio signal was dispatched. An extremely pretty older woman in her late fifties or early sixties was sitting at the radio when the dispatch came. She understood the message. Coom had found the artifact he had sought ... and didn't reset the auto-return clock. Pat smiles to herself as she starts removing her top. Beneath one breast could be seen a very finely done colorful tattoo ... of a feathered serpent.
Pat smiles to herself as she thinks, "So, Mr. Coom. You succeeded did you? Well, I promise to take very good care of you and your ... passengers for the rest of time."
After removing all her other clothing except for her panties, she wraps her shapely body in a very colorful sarong like wrapping that was beautifully decorated with the same feathered serpent and ties the ends behind her neck. The serpent tattoo was also sort of visible beneath one wrap.
She walks to the dock. She could see the small dot on the horizon that was the ship. She knew it would be there within an hour or two. The Priestess of the Q awaited the arrival of the Stone. They had waited hundreds of years for it to finally return home to them ... a couple of more hours meant nothing.
~~ End Pt6 ~~
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
Originally Posted by TiresiasRex
Well ... they weren't making love so to speak ... they were making soft love. Michelle and Laurie had always kissed n rubbed oils on each other in a very sexy and provocative way .... even cuddled to make alla crew uncomfortable and to entice Coom and Tony.
This new thingy was Laurie had begun to penetrate and caress Michelle's privacy ... something she had never done before. Coom and Tony had seen then cuddling before ... so probably ignored it at that time because of the experiments.
As far as their minds ... gotsa read Pt6 for that ...but it also lets ya kno in pt5
Hope you enjoy.
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
Just read Six....and yes, my questions are answered! (Five did hint that the "adult mind" remains while the body regresses...but you never know with you and your twists, my dear! Perhaps, over time, the mind regresses as well...we shall see...).
As for men being distracted by "experiments"....harumph! Despite my own somewhat fluid spectrum of sexuality, with two women like Laurie and Michelle on board, I would most definitely not lose interest in them...even with the repetitive cuddling and rubbing. Just call me a chauvinist...or chivalrous; it can be a fine line to blur.
By the way, I'm attempting to keep track of the story/film cross-references in this wonderful adventure (or at least the ones than come to my mind)...other than Ponce de Leon's journey, we have:
* The Abyss
* Kraken: Tentacles of the Deep
* Pirates of the Caribbean?
* Sphere (the Crichton book was better than the Levinson film)
* The Fountain (Aranosky's film with Rachel Weiss - sp? - and Hugh Jackman)
* 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
* The Deep
* Into the Blue
Am I missing any?
More comments to come. I'm in charge of childcare for my nieces today. Last day of elementary school just ended. My step-sister needed a break...and these two are a handful.
I luv, luv, luv, luv your story!
I look for your next chapter every time I log on.Interesting predicament with all main characters now babies. I can't wait to see where you go next.
Just reread Chapter 6. Oh, no! I sense that the Brotherhood/Sisterhood of the Feathered Serpent may be out for world domination (regressing everyone!) ... am I right? Or will the super baby team of Tony, Coom, Michelle, at al, figure out a way to defeat them? The plot thickens ...
In other news, I just came across a hidden gem in "T.Rex's Vault of Cult Videos": THE FEATHERED SERPENT, a 12-part over-the-top British series from way back when and starring Patrick Troughton, the Second Doctor of DOCTOR WHO fame. Troughton plays a mad Aztec or Toltec (it's not really clear) priest determined to rule the ancient world through, you guessed it, the return of his god, the feathered serpent Q! Let me know if you want me to send this classic kitsch to you for bedtime viewing. (Alternatively, you can undoubtedly find it via Amazon.com or through Barnes and Noble).
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt7 - Eternal Sunshine of Childhood
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt7 - Eternal Sunshine of Childhood
Maria did the best search she knew how. She knew that, including Mr. Coom and his three guests, there should be a total of forty five individuals on board. She found one seemingly newborn infant near the engine room. He was covered in a feathered serpent like tattoo. She found the first mate on the bridge all tangled in his over sized pants where he had been kicking and screaming in a tantrum. As she searched level by level and compartment by compartment, she found children ranging from toddlers to newborns.
Maria made the Galley dining room ... the largest actual personnel useable room on the ship next to the lab, into a make shift nursery. She had managed to find twenty nine infants so far. None, it appeared had been fortunate enough to regress to young child or teenager. Maria felt fortunate not to be a newborn.
She left the nursery and went to the last place she had yet to check, the lab. She hoped Coom and his guests had escaped everyone else's fate ... but had a sinking feeling they had not. As she opened the door to the lab, she found two messy baby girls, and two nude baby boys. Maria looked around the lab and saw the broken coffee mugs and the small puddles of brown liquid. She knew instantly what had happened. As she approached the boys, she also noticed the men's clothing lying scattered around. She knew this had to be Coom, Tony, Laurie, and Michelle.
Maria picks Coom up and coos softly, "Aww ... you're such a sweet and cute little baby."
She lifts his tummy to her lips and blows a loud and long raspberry. Coom couldn't help himself. He screeches, squirms, and kicks as Maria does this several times.
She cuddles him in her arms and kisses him all over his face, "I will make sure you are soooo cute. I found some really cute girl's baby clothes in the locker in the ship's stores. There's enough for the 4 of you to be so precious."
Tony and Coom began to fuss. Their mouths were too young to articulate any real words, but Maria knew what they were trying to say anyway. She didn't care. She thought they would look so cute in those outfits. Maria took the squirming and fussing babies and gave them all a nice bubble bath and got them clean. She carried them back to the makeshift nursery and diapered them in the cute Huggies she had found in ship's stores and dressed them each in a little romper. They had adorable little cartoon characters and large white ruffles across the bottom, around the legs, and the bib.
Tony and Coom cried their eyes out as Maria diapered and dressed Laurie and Michelle. The four of them were as adorable as any Babydolls. Coom and Laurie appeared to have regressed to about Toddler size, where as Tony and Michelle were just about able to toddle ... although crawling would still be their primary way of locomotion.
Pat stood on the dock with the Dock Hands as the harbor tugs pushed the Argonaut into its berth. The dock hands quickly tied the ship to the dock and lowered the boarding ramp for Pat. She cut a spectacular figure in her sarong. It showed off her wonderful figure perfectly ... not to mention her lovely erect breasts. The hand stitched multicolored feathered serpent that adorned her sarong, made her look very sexy and elegant as she boarded the ship.
Maria came to the deck about that time and saw Pat board. She waves her arms and shouts, "Patty ... over here ... it seems we have a real problem."
Pat turns and sees the beautiful young girl as she rushed up. Pat frowns for an instant as she tries to think who this might have been. Pats eyebrows shoot up and her eyes get big as she realizes ... this was Mrs. Rodriguez.
Pat says pleasantly, "Maria? Is that you sweet heart?"
Maria nods her head as she replies, "Isn't it miraculous? I get to be a girl again and have fun. All that studying I did ... I won't have to do this time around .... I'll be a valedictorian without studying hardly at all." She twirls around several times in joy.
Pat looks around. All she sees is the deck hands as they square away the ship at berth. Maria knows what Pat is thinking.
Maria holds out her hand and says, "Come with me ... I'll show you the nursery."
Pat asks, "Do you .... happen to know where Mr. Coom is ... and his guests? It's rather important."
Maria nods her head as she takes Pat by the hand and leads her in one of the open hatches, "Yup. They make such adorable babies too. I have them all dressed up cute as buttons."
Pat smiles, "I'm sure you do. I'm also sure ... that they didn't take it very well either."
Maria giggles, "Well ... Mr. Coom and Tony didn't ... that's for sure. Laurie and Michelle seemed to like it though. They appeared to be really happy."
Pat thinks to herself, "Well, at least they will enjoy their new life as eternal infants. Coom ... you should have known better little boy." Then she giggles to herself.
As Maria lead Pat down the stairs to the galley, Pat was in a quandary as to what she was going to do with Maria. As the Priestess, Pat knew it was her duty to regress Maria to infant hood to preserve the secret. On the other hand, if Pat could get Maria to keep the secret ... she would allow her to go back to school and relive her life as a High School Girl.
Pat asks softly, "Maria sweet heart?"
Maria looks at Pat in askance, "Yes, Ma'am?"
Pat replies, "Can ... you keep a secret? Perhaps the biggest secret a little girl has ever kept and tell no one?"
Maria says solemnly, "I know what it is too ... it's about what happened on the ship ... isn't it?"
Pat nods her head, "It is. No one can know sweetie. If you think there's a chance you can't keep it ... you have to be like the rest of them."
Maria says quickly, "Cross my heart and hope to die ... I won't tell a soul."
Pat smiles, "Very good. Just remember though ... you can't break the promise. You will find you are a new born very quickly."
Maria nods as she leads Pat into the make shift nursery. There were happy babies, there were miserable babies, there were sleeping babies, and there were babies playing with the improvised toys. Pat sees the one newborn infant with the feathered serpent tattoo all over his body. She knows that was the warrior they had sent to insure the rest of the ship met the same fate. Pat nods ... he had done a most remarkable job ... and even regressed himself.
Maria leads Pat over to a small area fenced in by several large wicker chairs. Within the central area, were four very adorable little babies. Pat had trouble telling the boys from the girls. The only real clue, was Coom and Tony had short hair, while Laurie and Michelle had long hair. Even with that ... they all looked like adorable little girls. Maria had done a remarkable job.
Pat walks over and picks Coom up. She says in a soft coo, "Aww ... doesn't Miss Alexis make a wonderful baby?"
Coom's face clouds up as he start to throw a temper tantrum.
Pat says softly, "There's one thing you have to realize as well ... Miss Alexis. I'm the adult now .... and since I'm the executive officer of the company while you are away ... that means I'm in charge from now on ... it also means ..."
Pat swats Coom on his bare thigh. It wasn't hard, but it was enough to make Coom's eyes get big and him to gasp softly, before clouding up and crying like the baby he now was.
Pat cuddles him close and bounces him reassuringly, "A baby should be sweet and adorable. I do promise you this sweetie, I will make a very good mother to you and your friends. There are other Acolytes that will make wonderful parents for the rest of the crew."
Coom's mind raced as he whimpered helplessly. There was nothing he could do about it. His body was a baby ... it would be many years before he was old enough again to do anything about the situation ... that is ... if Pat let them grow back up at all.
Maria picked up Laurie and Michelle, while Pat carried Coom and Tony. Pat led Maria to one of the large garden houses located on the Estate. Maria was totally awed at how lavishly the home was decorated. Pat led Maria to a large nursery where they put the four babies in a large playpen with lots of cute cuddly dolls and interesting busy toys for babies.
The girls started playing with the dolls and making adorable gurgling and cooing noises. Tony and Coom stood at the rail and fussed and whined.
Maria bent over and kissed the both of them on their foreheads, "Now be good little girls for Miss Patty, she'll take good care of you."
Maria turned and saw Pat reenter the room. She had four large bottles filled with a pink liquid. She handed a bottle to each baby.
Pat said, "There, a nice bottle of strawberry milk for each of you. I'm sure you are probably hungry since it's almost lunch time. Mommy has a real surprise for you children at dinner."
She kisses each of them on their foreheads and pats the standing boys on their thickly diapered bottoms. The boys plop on their hinnys and begin to pout. Tony tosses his bottle off into a corner of the playpen.
Tony tries very hard to speak, "Nuuu gndoosss emmmaaas jughsss phtthhhh."
It was no use. His mouth and tongue just weren't developed enough anymore to make talking possible.
Maria says to Pat, "They are so adorable. You don't mind if I babysit them from time to time do you?"
Pat replies as they leave the nursery, "Not at all sweet heart. In fact, I'm sure the babies would love it."
The door to the nursery shuts, cutting off what ever else Pat and Maria were chatting about.
Tony looks around the playpen first. He sees that Michelle and Laurie had adapted to being infants and accepted it. They nursed their bottles happily. Coom on the other hand, stared at his bottle dejectedly with his bottom lip poked out in a cute pout.
Tony used the rail to stand. His legs wobbled. He knew he just was too young to walk normally and that crawling would be how he would have to motivate most of the time for a while. As Tony tried to figure a way to climb over the rail to a some what freedom of the large nursery, he felt a pressure slowly building in his tummy. It felt really strange as small waves began. He felt the pressure as it built inside him and began to feel something else.
Suddenly, his eyes get big as he realizes he's about to have a poopie. He struggles to stop it. There's nothing he can do ... he's totally helpless. His eyes get big as his bottom lip pokes out adorably. He makes cute little grunting sounds as he feels the wonderfully pleasant wave push it out. His sphincter opens ... he feels the warm semi-gooshy solid ball as it forms in his diaper and spreads around. He hadn't been eating much solid food, so his poopie was sort of gooshy.
Tony was so embarrassed ... he didn't know what to do. The girls began to twitter and giggle as Michelle pointed. Tony knew ... they knew. He looked around at Coom. Coom was leaning against the rail pouting and hadn’t noticed. Tony also knew, he had no choice at this point ... he had to find a way to fix all this ... but was totally helpless to try.
Pat supervised the removal and assignment of the rest of the infants to the many Acolytes. She gave instructions that once every year, each one was to receive a single small drop of the Youth Water in their milk to keep them forever as an infant. It was the way. All the Acolytes bowed and chanted. They knew that they too would one day be given the water and experience the same thing ... it was the way now that the sacred fountain was to be restored.
Maria had proven to be very helpful with the many tasks involved. Pat was seriously thinking of offering her a Priestess position ... if she would accept it. Maria had followed Pat into the large laboratory. It was perhaps one of the most well equipped labs in the country for analyzing. Pat's eyes sparkled as she saw the long awaited sphere sitting on a three fingered lab clamp inside a glass case. It was exactly as the old writings had described it. It was about the size of and shaped like a soccer ball.
She picked up the glass case reverently. It was so light ... she had thought the sphere would be a heavy thing. It proved to be light as a feather. Pat nodded to herself ... of course it was ... it had to be made from one of the feathers from her god, Quetzalcoatl.
Maria followed Pat back to the large garden house. Within a large interior atrium, in the very center of the garden planted there ... was a large pool. In the very center of the pool, was a very large, ornately carved fountain with many infants depicted around the base. At the very top, the water sprayed out of an open flower held in the palms of two very young naked females. Pat opened the glass case and placed the sphere in the open petals of the flower. The water began to spray through the sphere exactly like the one in the ancient sunken temple. When Pat left the pool, her skin and hair was as soft and smooth as any infants.
Pat turns and kneels. Maria watched with wide eyed fascination as Pat said some kind of chanting prayer in a language that Maria only knew by stories the very old used to tell in her village. She watched as Pat leaned forward and placed her head between her hands and chanted something in the same language.
Pat sat up. She runs her hands over her face, then over her still beautiful body in a cressing manner. She reached out her finger and wet it in the pool. She put her finger in her mouth. The reaction was instantaneous. Maria gasps in awe as she watched Pat ... who was an extremely pretty woman even being in her sixties ... become a young woman of maybe 16 who was as pretty as any description of an Angel Maria had ever heard or any picture she had ever seen.
Pat shivers as the wonderful wave rushes through her body. She opens her eyes and sees Maria wide eyed in awe. Pat stands up, the sarong she had wrapped around her extremely shapely body now hung loosely about her. Pat untied the knot behind her head, re-wrapped it so it fit skin tight once more, then retied the knot.
Pat looked at Maria and smiled, "How would you like to be a High Priestess Matia? You would be my ... executive assistant and remain forever young."
Maria gasped as she shook her head affirmative. She was too awe struck for words at this moment.
Pat says softly, "Good, we must first have you marked. It stings some, but it identifies you as a High Priestess so all will know and show proper respect."
Pat moves the sarong slightly and shows Maria the beautifully done tattoo of the feathered serpent just below her breast.
Maria kneels and places her head between her hands on the floor. She says reverently, "I'm yours to command oh High Priestess of the Fountain."
Pat reaches down and takes Maria by the hand and gently lifts her back to her feet.
Pat says softly, "Now, now, one High Priestess doesn't show that kind of servatude to another .... only the Acolytes, Warriors, and believers."
Maria asks innocently, "Are there any High Priests?"
Pat giggles, "Not in many centuries. It had been decreed many time cycles ago that women should be the bearers of the Fountain, for it is we who bear the young into the world."
Maria nods as Pat takes her hand once again, and leads her off to receive her Mark of the Priestess.
A young Acolyte enters the nursery. She checks all the babies in the playpen. The others were wet, but Tony was the only messy baby.
The Acolyte picks Tony up and says in a cooing voice, "Ohh, is baby aww messy? Didums hava big poopies?"
Coom and the girls twittered and giggled as the Acolyte made a huge deal out of how cute it was and how adorable Tony was. Tony found himself on his back on a padded counter. The Acolyte unsnapped the snap between his legs and pulled the romper up above the messy diaper. She pulled down the plastic panties and undid the safety pins. When she pulled the diaper open, the Acolyte’s eyes got big with surprise.
The Acolyte coos softly, "So ... you're not a little girl .... but are to be raised as a Twin Spirit. That is such an honor. To be both wife and husband to several mates."
Tony feels a tingle of fear run though him at that as the young woman lifts him by his ankles and begins to clean his messy bottom with a large warm cloth. She made sure all of his squeaky places were clean before she set his hinny back into the thick warm embrace of another diaper. She powders him well. The sweet smell of baby powder fills the air.
Before she finishes diapering him, she lifts him by his ankles one more time. He feels something large, cold, and slippery push into his bottom. He gasps and begins to cry as it over powers his sphincter and enters him deeply.
The Acolite places him into the diaper as she coos softly, "I'm so sorry sweet heart. I didn't mean to hurt you. All that was was the female hormones to make you look more like a girl as you grow up. All twin spirits get them ... it's ... the way."
She then blows a very large and noisy raspberry in Tony's tummy. As shocked and dismayed at what she had told him .... he couldn't help himself. he screeches loudly and begins to kick and squirm as he giggles happily. The Acolyte tickles his feet and kisses his toes. She finally takes Tony's big toe between her index finger and thumb.
She coos softly, "This little piggy ..."
Tony totally lost his mind at this point. His feet and toes were extremely ticklish and this young woman kisses and tickled as she did piggies.
Finally, The Acolyte takes his little toe and says, "And this little piggy went Weee, Weee, Weee, all the way home."
As she said that, she tickled Tony in his ribs and under his arms as he squirmed helplessly and giggled. At the last Weee, she blew one more large, loud raspberry in Tony's tummy, before putting his plastic panties back on and fastening all the snaps between his legs.
As she carries him back to the playpen, she softly pats him on his hinny as she hums softly. Tony can feel the warm wetness as the suppository melts within his hinny. It made him feel really good as the tingling wave slowly spread all through him.
Tony watches as she takes Coom off ... then after a time ... brought him back. Coom had a strange expression on his face and acted really strangely. Tony was sure she had put a hormone suppository in his bottom too. The girls returned all giggly and happy. They crawled over to the boys and began to cuddle with them and try to cheer them up. They didn't look too happy at the moment.
Maria whimpered softly in Pat's arms after she had the tattoo placed beneath her young breast. It was beautifully done, although it would be a rather painful wound for several weeks. Pat cuddled and rocked the semi-nude young girl in her arms as she cooed softly to her.
Pat says softly in a musical coo, "Now, sweet heart, is when we shall take our rightful place in the world. Very soon, the believers and the warriors shall be given the task of evangelizing many more followers to our cause. Once we have a mighty following and many warriors, then we shall bring our gift to the whole world. There shall be the eternal peace of infant hood ... instead of wars, killings, thefts, and all the other horrors man inflicts on himself. Quetzalcoatl shall once again bring knowledge and peace to our world as he promised so many centuries ago."
Pat helps Maria to her feet. She picks up a long silk cloth that was artistically embroidered with the same colorful feathered serpent as on hers. She shows Maria how to wrap the sarong so it clung to her shapely young body and showed off her femininity.
As Pat tied the knot behind Maria's neck she says softly, "Come, my young Priestess, I will show you our following."
Pat led Maria down a long winding circular staircase, deep underground. Maria followed Pat closely as they walked down the long featureless hallway carved out of living rock to a large arching door. When Pat placed her palm on the circle in the very center, it slid open in four parts to reveal a huge underground chamber. There were many thousands of Acolytes, Warriors, and believers ... all chanting in that strange language from Maria's bed time stories. In the middle of another large pool that had flame sprouting from several locations around the side, was a large life like statue of Quetzalcoatl ... the feathered serpent god.
Pat hugs Maria close as she coos, "Soon, the leaders of the world shall be returned to the essence from whence they came. We will introduce the waters of life to all the world."
Maria watched wide eyed as a young man dressed only in a loincloth approached the statue. He was handed a large bejeweled golden colored cup. The young man took the cup and knelt down as he bowed his head for a second. He then looked up at the statue and put the cup to his lips and drank. The reaction was immediate. There was nothing left except for the cup which had fallen to the floor ... and a loincloth that had a large gooey wet spot within it.
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
Me and Kristie are loving this story so much Miki. We can't wait to read more.
Thanks for the new chapter. I like this story a lot!
- Sissy Desiree
Nicely done, Miki! Should I post my review of Chapter 7 here or via PM? (Loved the "large gooey wetspot in the loincloth" at the end - often how I feel after I read a new installment of your stories...mmmm...nice gooey spots in my diapers....!)
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
(Pat, pat, rub, rub, kiss, kiss)
Originally Posted by Miki Yamuri
OK, you sweet young thang.
Expect a longer review posted here within the next few hours. TR is multi-tasking right now (still playing catch-up after last week's impromptu Virginia trip and spirit quest) and responding to several posts and emails at once. Bad for my brain, I know.
Have I mentioned publicly how much I am in awe of your creative output? Because I am. You are a true blessing to this community and to whatever other story sites you may frequent.
A review of Chapter 7 - part 1 (and please pardon any typos):
1) I hope that we have not switched to a new storyline here, with the focus exclusively on Maria and Pat. On the one hand, that may be a bold move, as we shift to the mindset of the Q Society; on the other hand, it seems like a "bait and switch" as we have already invested so much time in the adventures of Tony, Michelle, Cooms, et al. I would like to see some more of them, struggling with their new predicaments...even if they are babies with adult minds!
2) Daniel Pinchbeck's book, "2012: The Return of Quetzalcoatl" develops legends of the plumed serpent, or white god of light, as a benefactor of humankind for our Mayan Apocalyptic year. I am not convinced (probably because my mind was jaded by that "Plumed Serpent" miniseries mentioned above, and the wonderfully ludicrous film "Q" years ago). While Pat paints a wonderful world of peace and brotherhood (and babies!) that is a welcome antidote to today's violent cultural morass, I am still suspicious of the Society's true motives. After all, we do have that sculpture with the two priestesses/young women (is that you and your lover, Miki?) as authority figures...and the rebel in me chafes against anyone "knowing what's best" for the world. Take the time to develop the Q group..perhaps as Tony and Cooms in their helpless states, learn more. Don't rush to the conclusion that they are working for the good of the world. Tease it out a bit. Are they good? bad? Will there be a power struggle between Maria and Pat? Keep us in suspense, por favor.
3) Although I do like the diaper and baby clothes fetsish element of your stories in general, within this chapter, however, something about it did not quite feel right. Almost rushed. W spent so much time on the ADVENTURE (Krakens, critters, secret societies, et al), it almost seemed like an intermission to dwell on what clothes the new babies were wearing. Perhaps you were writing more to your perceived audience, Miki, then to what you really wanted. Please pardon my amateur attempts at psychoanalysis here.
4) I wanted more of Cooms' backstory! The first three chapters dropped so many hints that this guy was a mysterious and perhaps sinister character...and then he is suddenly rendered to baby status! Aggh! Is he connected to the Q group? Was he double-crossed? Please don't drop such an interesting character already! (Selfishly, I like him..he reminds me a bit of myself; just as I suspect Michelle and Maria are you).
5) Same story with Tony...he rebels, he questions, and (well, except for his easy seduction by Michelle) he's a seeker. Please, please have him struggle and not (yet) surrender to his babyfied status. As much as an infant/toddler can play detective...have him try to figure out what is going on with the Q group. Perhaps in the end he will be left with a choice: to return to his original age and become a new (usurping) leader of the Q...or remain an intelligent baby...
If a good story is built on conflict (internal or external)...then we need a little more here. Especially with Tony.
6) Seems like the girls accepted their newfound baby status pretty quickly...but the boys were not so willing to adapt. Are you making a comment in general on men versus women? Just curious.
Okay, and now for the PRAISES...(see part 2)
Review of Chapter 7 (part 2):
1) We have a new subplot involving the Qs! World domination may indded be part of their plan...but, like Ozymandias in THE WATCHEMEN...do they indeed know what is best for the world? Who watches the Q priestesses? And will the return of the Q Serpent signal an end or a beginning of the society and their plans? (Primal gods rarely follow human instructions or expectations, after all...maybe a baby team of warriors - as ludicrous as this may sound - will have the banish the Central American basilisk!)
2) I love that Tony and Cooms are being subjected to a drug that will make them more feminine...but as noted above, please make them struggle a bit more in terms of accpting their fates!
3) Nice touches with the scuplture at the fountain re: the two young women...it's not a forgone conclusion that it will be Maria and Pat, is it? perhaps Laurie and Michelle will rebel and lead the Q Society...or Maria and Laurie, and Pat will be banished (or eaten by the Q).
4) Nice hints of potential conflict with Maria and Pat. There's a pecking order within the Q group...and seeds of destruction may have been sown already.
5) Will Cooms and Tony serve as the "serpent/Kirk/anti-Eden" influence in the midst of an otherwise peaceful feminine society? (Reference to the original Trek episode "The Return of the Archons"...or even the god-awful remake of "The Wicker Man" with Nicholas Cage).
6) A very well-written chapter overall, Miki; and please don't take my part 1 critique too persoanally. I did feel that the baby clothes "insert" was a hindrance. But from the "big picture" perspective, I am loving this story and hope (within reason and as much as your creative juices allow) that you will continue it for several more chapters. I only offer all of these comments because:
a) You asked;
b) Feedback produces a better story and writer; and
c) one of my current "real world" jobs is as an editor and script doctor.
Blessings to you...and consider your cute diapered rear end very affectionately and fondly patted!
Whoa. I hope my comments above did not bring this wonderful tale to a crashing halt.
Miki: Upon rereading the above two posts, I can see why you thought I had "mixed feelings" about the story. I have sent you a separate email (earlier today) clarifying the points above. Just spank me for being so unclear...
To reiterate: I am loving this story. We now have two parallel plotlines (Tony. Michelle, Cooms, Laurie as babies; and the Q "sisters") worth developing. Please continue!
A little Earthlink bird told me that Chapter 8 is ready...was this just a rumor? I wait quite anxiously....(and I will need something good to read as I officially head up north this week).
With love, your co-conspirator,
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt8 - Baby War Plans Within Plans
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt8 - Baby War Plans Within Plans
Coom lay on his back as the young woman that had become their Nana changed him. He gasps softly as she gently pushed another female hormone suppository deep within his small hinny once again. Coom was infuriated at this. He knew that by the time his body had matured again, he wouldn’t look male in any way. The Navy Seal within him almost couldn't handle the thought of not only his adulthood being stolen away from him ... but his manhood as well.
The young woman lovingly diapered, powdered, and dressed Coom in an adorable little babydoll jumper with plastic lined rumba bottoms. It had little pink kittens and little blue puppies all over it. Coom shivered as the young woman sat in the rocking chair. He knew what was coming even before the woman undid the nursing panel in her blouse.
She pulled a very cute breast from within the nursing bra and gave it a gentle squeeze. A large white drop of liquid formed on the gumdrop sized nipple. Coom was helpless as she put the moist nipple to his lips. He couldn't help himself as he instinctively began to nurse. Pat and Maria walked in about that time.
Pat coos, "Aww, so adorable. Little Alexis having din din?"
Pat walks up and pats Coom on his head as she giggles. Coom had to find a way out. When he and the Nana finished, he and Tony were going to find some way to talk ... even if it killed them. They had to escape somehow and stop these people from doing what ever they were about to do. Coom wasn't real sure what a toddler and an almost toddler could do ... but they had to find something.
Coom watches as Pat and Maria left the room. He over heard Pat telling Maria, "... and when the leaders of the world have that special drink, all of them will return to their primal essence as you saw the young man do a few ..." Their voices fade from earshot.
Everything seemed to merge into one gray happy contented blur for Coom after that. He wasn't even sure when he had finished nursing ... all he knew was Nana had placed him in the playpen with the others, patted him softly on his poofy diapered hinny, and taken Tony with her this time. Coom sits up sleepily and starts to suck his thumb as he looks around the playpen.
Laurie and Michelle didn't seem to mind being infants in the least. Coom knew Michelle had an infantile fetish ... so this was probably heaven for her. He wasn't sure about Laurie, but she seemed to fit right into the persona she had become as easily as Michelle had. He watched as they giggled happily and played with the toys scattered around.
Coom waited for the Nana to return with Tony. Coom had somehow gotten caught up in playing with Laurie and Michelle and the many blocks and things in the playpen ... he couldn't help himself. He was a baby now for all intents and purposes and that aspect overpowered him sometimes. They had the most wonderful time of stacking the blocks up ... then knocking them all down again. The three of them screeched in infantile delight each time. They took turns building and knocking down ... every once in a while ... they would get into a baby fuss over whose turn it was, but they quickly returned to having fun.
Coom realized Nana had returned as she lay the semi sleeping Tony gently in the playpen and pats his thickly diapered ruffled hinny. She checked Laurie and Michelle, before taking Michelle with her. Coom quickly crawled over to the groggy Tony and shook him.
Try as he might, Coom couldn't quite get his tongue and mouth coordinated enough to make coherent adult speech. He did realize though ... if he tried hard enough ... he could make some simple sentences that were understandable ... to another baby.
Pat and Maria enter their lushly decorated room. Pat sits at the vanity and began to brush her very beautiful long hair until it shone. Maria was upset over the return to primal essence ceremony she had witnessed earlier. Pat had told her this is the fate of all those who stood against the Q and all the world leaders ... to be returned to their primal essence.
Maria asks softly, "Patti? Isn't ... returning someone to their primal essence ... killing them? I mean ... isn't it mass murder that is intended by the Q?"
Pat turns and smiles warmly as she replies, "No, my love ... what we are going to do, is take them back before they were born. To ... return them to the vital essence that created them. We aren't killing them ... they just cease to exist in this plain of reality. They are yet to be born here."
Maria shivers at the thought of that young man just ... vanishing that way and leaving behind nothing but a wet sticky mess to mark the place he had once existed.
"But ... Patti ... if they are yet to be born ... and they had already been born once before ... isn't that taking a life?" Maria asks in a small whiny voice.
Pat stands and walks to Maria and holds her lovingly in her arms. She gives her a small kiss on her forehead before walking to an alcove and removing a very large, very old, hand made tomb. She walks to a table and opens the huge book a quarter of the way through and points to the graceful swirls and squiggles decorating one of the many gold, metallic like pages ... and a picture of the Serpent pool and statue Maria had seen in the basement Temple to Quetzalcoatl.
Pat says softly in a reverent voice, "It has been written by our great lord, Quetzalcoatl, that all believers who return to their primal essence shall forever stand by his side and be a bringer of knowledge and peace to all. Any who have their primal essence mixed with the waters of the fountain shall give their life force unto all who partake of the youth energy there in. It is one of the greatest honors there is to be returned to him in primal essence whether you are a believer, or not."
Maria watched Pat with surprise as she bowed her head and appeared to say some kind of prayer in that musical language. Pat then picked up the large tomb and returned it to the alcove she had retrieved it from.
Maria knew at that point that something was very wrong with the organization she had gotten herself tangled up with. They actually believed that taking a person's life in this manner was a good thing. To Maria ... killing was killing regardless of how it happened. She remembered many piles of empty clothes on the ship that had large gooey wet spots in them. She shivered at the thought of those poor people dying in that manner. She truly hoped it was painless ... there were going to be many thousands that will experience this as the last thing in life if the Q had anything to say about it.
Maria says softly as she rises from her seat, "I think I'll go and see the four cute little babies in the playroom. I sorta have a soft spot for Coom."
Pat nods as she turns and begins to unwrap the sarong from her beautifully curvacious body.
Maria slips silently from Pat's room and glides gracefully down the hall to the nursery. When she enters, her eyebrows go up in surprise ... she saw four very cute little girls in the playpen ... not two boys and two girls as she had thought to find.
Maria says, "I know your minds are still intact ... so, is one of you ... Mr Coom by chance?"
One of the cute little girls uses the playpen rails to stand, then begins to wave her other arm wildly.
The little girl manages to say ... in a very adorable collection of babble and gurgles, "Ithsshh Meeee. I Gooom."
A large smile crosses Maria's face as she giggles. She couldn't help it. Coom and the others were so precious now it was hard not to. Maria walked over to the playpen and picked Coom up. She cradled him in her arms carefully as she smiled down.
Maria says softly, "I know it's going to be very demeaning for you and the others, but there's nothing that can be done. You will just have to resign yourself to growing back up as a little girl. The Q have more followers than I ever imagined ... and they have them in many high places. They intend to take over the world and usher in a New Age and World Order with Quetzalcoatl being the ruler."
Coom couldn't believe what he just heard. Tony's eyes get big and he takes his thumb from his mouth in shock.
Tony tries to speak. Being even younger than Coom, made him even more adorably unable to communicate properly.
Tony gurgles and coos, "Gooogggttthhaaa schtoooopppp emmmmssstthh."
Maria looks at Tony for a second before she understood what he was saying, "Oh, so you guys can talk. Unless someone is really listening closely, they won't notice you are speaking words ... it sounds just like baby babble nonsense."
( Author's Prerogative Note: All of the four main character infant's speech will be translated by babylator into normal English for the many Adults that read this. Their speech should be still regarded as adorably cute nearly unintelligible baby babble other wise.)
Coom replies, "I know ... it's taken a long time to get this good at it."
Tony nods, "I have a particular hard time being a whole lot younger than Coom."
Maria says, "We have to come up with a way to stop this from happening. I was hoping you might have some ... friends in low places?"
All of them giggle at the joke.
Coom replies, "I have several contacts with the CIA, the Oceanographic and Recovery Office, and the Geologic Survey Office. I might even have a few markers we can call in in several places in the Military. How do I know .... I can Trust you Maria? I see you wearing that ... dress ... and you have their mark on you."
Coom reaches over and touches the raw, freshly done tattoo of Quetzalcoatl just beneath her perky breast. Maria gasps softly at the sting of Coom's touch on the raw place.
Maria replies, "I thought they were going to stop war ... and many of the other ills that plague our planet. The way they are intending to do it ... is overdose many thousands with the youth water .... convert them back to their primal state ... the state before they were conceived."
Coom shivers as the realization of how close he and Tony had come to that fate. If the coffee had been a touch cooler ... they would now be just a gooey mess in the old clothes they had been wearing. Coom also knew, that all the female hormones that were being put into their bodies, would have a major impact on how their bodies developed in the years to come. He was still not willing to do that ... although he also knew there was little he could do about it ... yet. He had no choice at this moment ... he had to trust Maria. He had known her for many years and she had always been reliable.
Coom says in his adorable gurgling voice, "You need to contact Jackson and his crew. Give them this message ... and then no more contact. Tell them, ' The Raptor has escaped the pen.' Do not confirm the message, nor answer any of his calls for verification. If anyone responds ... it cannot be you ... understood?" Maria nods, "Good, after twelve hours, I will give you the next transmission ... he will be waiting for it I assure you."
Maria says, "I will do what I can to stop the preparations they are making right now. They are needing more money to finance their actions around the world ... I think they are getting ready to go back to the place we just came from."
Coom giggles adorably, "Don't stop them, Maria ... I think they will have a wonderful surprise when they get back to the wreck. I don't think they will be getting any gold or silver from there for a long while. I believe we pissed off a ... really large mother of mothers while we were there."
Maria blinks in confusion, but nods her head as she puts Coom back in the playpen next to Tony. The two girls crawl over and sit next to them and start sucking their thumbs as all four look at Maria with expectation.
Maria says softly, "I'll be back in twelve hours. I'm going to the radio room now."
Maria turns and leaves gracefully.
Tony says to Coom in baby speak, "I hope she succeeds."
Coom nods, "If she gets that message to Jackson and his crew, she already has. It's the code we have for things have gone T&A the hard way ... trust no one but the 12 hour code ... return immediately on Full Battle Alert."
Laurie gurgles, "What does ... T&A mean?"
Coom giggles, "It's an old Military saying ... and not very flattering."
Maria made it to the Radio room with no one seeing her. She turns on the powerful satellite receiver and dials the correct frequency for Jackson she saw taped to the wall next to the set.
Maria says professionally, "Andromeda, this is base ... standby to copy important message from Coom."
The reply came quickly, "Base, this is Andromeda ... Jackson speaking ... standing by for message."
Maria keys the mic and replies, "The Raptor has escaped the pen."
Immediately, the worried voice of Jackson came back, "Confirm the message? Who is this? Repeat the message ... Come back ... Hello ..."
Maria smiles as she turns off the set. If what Coom had told her was true, Jackson would return to base ready to fight as soon has he could get his ship back to home port. She hopes the next message in twelve hours had a bit of warning about water here ... it wouldn't do to have them return, only to meet the same fate as Coom and his crew.
Maria leaves the radio room and shuts the door. As she begins to walk away, Pat rounds the corner at the end of the hall. Pat narrows her eyes as her face takes on a suspicious scowl.
Pat says in mock civility, "And what, has my little girl priestess been ... up to? I went looking for you in the playroom ... the babies seem to be somehow ... different in attitude? I don't know, but their babyness seems to have been slightly contaminated with something."
Maria smiles quickly as she replies, "I couldn't tell you what that might have been. I'm just wandering around looking at all the new places. I live in that little spring house over on the far end ... and never knew about any of this."
Pat smiles warmly, the suspicious tone gone, "I can understand that. We built all of the Temple right under the nose of Coom and all of his friends. None of them had a clue we were providing them with the clues necessary to find the Youth Stone and the Sunken Temple, and the lost gold of Quetzalcoatl. The load that Coom brought back this time is by far the largest ever recovered. It will keep the Q well funded for many years. We still will need more, however, and soon ... I'm sending the Nimrod out with some of my best servants to recover the rest from the Abyssal."
Maria stifled a giggle as she thought of what Coom had told her a few minutes ago. She wondered exactly what the Mother of Mothers was ... and what it being pissed really meant. She knew one thing ... she was so glad she wasn't one of the ones going.
Pat held out her hand to Maria, Maria took it. Pat lead Maria out of the long hall into the outdoor garden. The flowers were blooming and filled the air with the heavenly perfumes. The sound of many bird's song and bees busily rounding up nectar filled the area.
Pat lead Maria deep into the garden foliage. Nestled in the very middle was another open area with another pool and fountain with statues of the two nude young women holding the lotus flower in their palms. The fountain sprayed from the center of the lotus blossom. In and around the pool, were many children of all ages playing happily. None were younger than about eight and none older than about fourteen.
Pat says with a reverence in her voice, "These are the many faithful who have followed and grown old in service. They at last have received the promise of Quetzalcoatl as have you my love."
Pat takes Maria in her arms suddenly and French Kisses her passionately. Maria was taken completely by surprise as Pat's tongue enters her mouth and wiggles all around ... exploring every cranny before entwining with hers. Maria resisted for an instant in surprise. She didn't feel right about doing this ... Pat knew how to kiss very well however, and it felt wonderful. Maria finally melted into the most wonderful kiss, and returned it with the same energy so Pat wouldn't suspect ... that she wasn't trusted any longer.
Jackson had been taken totally by surprise by the danger message, Due to the nature of their work and many of the very valuable artifacts that are recovered, Coom had devised a short and simple message that can't be misinterpreted. Jackson didn't know who the little girl was that sent the message, but she knew exactly how to do it.
Jackson had retrieved all of his equipment, but left enough manpower behind so their presence would still be highly visible at the spill site. The Andromeda had been underway back to port for several hours as Jackson sat in the pilot house drinking coffee, awaiting the next message. If it didn't come ... Jackson knew to issue arms and arrive on war alert and be prepared for a life and death battle. The next message should contain more in depth information as to what the emergency was and how critical the response should be ... that is if it arrived.
Right at twelve hours on the mark, a young and sexy female voice rang out over the ship's satellite receiver, "Andromeda, this is base ... I have a twelve hour conformation message about an escaped raptor from the cage."
Jackson dropped his mug on the deck in his mad dash to respond ... it was fortunate the mug was made of plastic or it would have shattered on the steel plate of the deck.
Jackson punches the Mic key and responds, "This is Andromeda ... Jackson speaking ... has the raptor mated?"
The female voice replies, "Affirmative ... it has mated and spread many times and in high tree top.
"Damn, " Jackson swore as his fist hit the table the receiver sat on. He re-keyed the Mic and responded, "Is it viral?"
Jackson held his breath awaiting the response.
The little girl's voice rang out loud and clear, "Affirmative ... the water is contaminated ... say again ... the water is contaminated. The sought object is real and recovered. Many are infected." The communication from base went dead.
Jackson didn't bother with the rest of his charade about trying to get them to repeat the message. Who ever it was sending knew exactly what they were doing and he didn't feel it was necessary. Jackson now knew there were many people involved and they were in many places ... and their numbers were growing and located in very high positions.
Jackson shook his head in almost disbelief ... Coom actually found that damnable youth artifact he had been obsessed with for so many years .... and apparently ... it had gotten away from him. The message had told Jackson that it had contaminated the water supply at port ... so they would have to be under strict orders not to drink anything there until ... or maybe if ... the problem there could be contained.
Jackson stood and walked to the ship's intercom and punched send, "This is the Captain ... RED ALERT ... this is not a drill ... all hands to battle readiness. Quartermaster ... you are to issue combat arms to all personnel that are qualified to hold them. To the rest, issue stun guns ... we have a critical situation at port and Coom is in need of our help. A Battle Briefing will be in exactly one hour on the fantail."
Jackson keyed the intercom off. He stood with his fist against the wall as he shook his head worriedly. If this was the real Fountain of Youth artifact as the message said ... it was perhaps the most dangerous thing mankind had ever faced. Just a few drops of the waters from that thing could ... Jackson's eyes got large in alarm as he realized the implications. A contaminated water supply ... meant ... many would be rendered to infancy ... an over dose would mean sure death.
Coom and Tony played with the girls happily. Michelle and Laurie wanted more than just infantile play, but their fingers were to immature to open the diaper pins so they might explore this possibility. Instead, they contented themselves with kisses and many pleasant caresses. Finally Coom pushes Laurie away.
Laurie pokes out her bottom lip adorably and says in a cute, gurgling, pouty way, "You no likes girls no more?"
Coom takes hold of the playpen rail and uses it to help him stand. He looks out at the slightly open playroom door.
He replies, "It's not that ... it's just our next meal may turn us into nothing more than a gooey pile of genetic material ... we never know."
Michelle replies in her cute baby voice, "We all gets breast fed now ... no think it work thatta ways."
Coom replies, "Those bottles of juice and stuff that tastes so goo ... all it takes at our age is a few drops."
Laurie's eyes get huge for a second, before her face clouds up and tears begin to run from her eyes down her cute cheeks.
Michelle snuggles up next to her and gives her a big hug, "No worries about it. Isat girl does what she supposesa ... help onna ways."
Tony brings the hammer and peg bench over and pushes it next to the playpen rails. Coom looks down and sees that there might be a way out of this prison after all. He wasn't quite sure how this might help as helpless as they were at the moment ... he also knew ... they might get seriously hurt because of their being all baby in their bodies.
Tony gurgles and coos, "Now, is u stand onna top ... shoulds give u nuff hught ta gets over. Itta long faww onna other side ... might hurts hinny." Tony pats his ruffled and thickly diapered butt.
The girls watch as the boys climb out of the playpen, and toddle slowly out of the playroom on their grand adventure.
Pat knelt on the dock with her forehead touching the planks between her hands as she lead a prayer of success to Quetzalcoatl. She rises and sits on her legs as she watches the ship Nimrod slowly dwindle off into the horizon on their mission to recover the lost treasure of Quetzalcoatl in the Abyss. She knew there was enough gold and silver there to supply them with all the funding they would ever need. Perhaps ... even Fort Knox would ask for a loan now and then.
She smiles at her private joke as she gracefully rises to her feet and glides back to the main building. Pat knew something had changed with Maria, she just wasn't sure what. Maria seemed to be spending a lot more time with Coom and his infant friends than she thought should be. And finding Maria in the hall with the radio room ... was something that made Pat slightly suspicious something was up. Pat shrugs it off and enters the swinging door into the building's main lobby. There was still this .... nagging itch at the back of Pat's mind that wouldn't go away.
Pat decided to check on the infant's to make sure nothing had happened to them. Pat had plans for those four. She giggles to herself over how cute Coom and Tony were going to be as Acolyte Priestesses, Coom was going to make a wonderful little girl. Pat knew just who to give her to. That Acolyte she had just turned into a baby the other day ... what was his name? Oh yes ... Jeremy ... He would make a wonderful boyfriend for Alexis, Coom's new female name.
Pat enters the playroom. She sees two babies snuggled together in a cute snuggling hug. She sees the peg bench next to the playpen rails .... and she realizes ... two of the babies have gotten out of the playpen. She frowns. If they are old enough to do that, then they need just a wee bit more of the Youth Water to ... immobilize them. If they are too young to stand or crawl ... they won't be able to do this again. Besides, that would give them more time to have female hormones given to them and insuring they would be really cute little girls. Pat immediately begins to search for the toddlers. She knows they couldn't have gotten far at their current age.
Several days later, the Nimrod had arrived at its destination. The sun was just rising over the Horizon and set the sky on fire with a wonderful panorama of golds, oranges, greens, and purples. The glassy surface of the ocean reflected the majesty for all who were able to see.
On the fantail of the Nimrod, the crew were all on their knees with their heads to the deck facing this glorious display in morning worship. A musical chant rose hypnotically in a language that had not been written nor spoken in many centuries to their great G_D Quetzalcoatl, as he arose in his fiery chariot to watch over his people one more time.
After many long minutes had passed, the crew rises. One of them starts giving orders to prepare for a deep dive of almost 2 miles. The remainder of the crew scurry like ants in a well ordered chaos making preparations for the dive.
Several men climbed up the gang way onto a medium sized submersible with a large clear bubble in front. After entering the hatch and dogging it closed, the men could be seen seating themselves in the control couches inside the bubble and fastening their harnesses. After a few minutes of prelaunch checks, several appendages extend from the main body of the submersible. Two articulated fingered appendage spin both ways completely around. Opens and closes their grasp, and flexes up and down several times before retracting back into the main body.
The men give a thumbs up. The submersible is hoisted from the deck, swung over the side and released a few feet above the water. It falls to the water making a large splash on impact. A whine is heard as the main propellers begin to spin, and many bubbles rise loudly around the craft. The people on the deck watch as the submersible rapidly sinks from site in the incredibly deep waters of the Larenthall Abyssal.
Jackson had finally arrived at the outer marker. He was worried too much time had passed since initial radio message was received. The Andromeda was a very fast hydroplane equipped vessel and could maintain speeds of up to 90 knots, but it still took time to cover the miles.
The weather had not been kind this morning, as a very large and powerful tropical depression had formed near the Florida coast. The NOAA was predicting it to become a major hurricane within the next several hours. Already, it had wind speeds of just under 6o Mph sustained and gusts of over 90 Mph as the rain bands passed. Seas were rising to about four to five feet on the swell ... and Jackson knew from experience ... it was going to get a whole lot worse.
Jackson stood in the pilot house looking out the forward windows with the super high powered oil lens binoculars. The rain spattered window was whisked clean every few seconds by a wiper, but it didn't help improve the view much. He could see the gray outlines of the dock through the gray of the wind blown rain, and the wind tossed trees and plants on shore. He could tell all the storm shutters were properly in place and the remaining vessels were weathered in the corral dock. One thing was for certain ... the place still followed storm procedures.
Jackson picks up the Mic and keys it, "This is the Captain, I want all assault teams locked and loaded. You are authorized live ... say again ... authorized live. Begin the assault."
Jackson presses a large red knob that had been beneath a clear cover. On the foredeck, a round area that had stood about 6 feet tall, suddenly opens. From within appeared a twin eighty eight deck cannon. Several men climbed the ladder and entered the turret. The auto-load function immediately loaded two shells. Fore of that position, a small square in the deck parted and two fifty caliber antiaircraft machine guns rose and locked into place. On the fantail, two more fifty caliber machine guns rose and locked into place behind the twin eighty eight cannon there.
Jackson smiles as the lights on his control panel turned green. He knew, no one would suspect a small attack ship to be coming into port under friendly flags. Jackson looked around. He could see the men all decked out in their combat uniforms and assault equipment. This would be an assault Special Forces would be proud of.
The men piled into their super-fast inflatable landing craft and departed on the rough seas. Jackson followed close behind ... ready to provide serious back up with the Andromeda.
All the teams landed without incident or detection. The Andromeda came into harbor and took up position in perfect firing location that covered the entire harbor and compound easily. Jackson knew that the teams had to find cover quickly, the storm's rising wind and the blown debris could quickly end this assault in disaster.
Jackson also knew that Coom's compound was built like the best of the military bases and all the team's had to control the vital areas quickly, or the battle would end before it began. While the storm protocols were in place, the compound was almost impregnable if combat lock down was enabled.
Jackson watched through the binoculars as each team gained entry into the main complex and vanished from sight. Unless he was going to shell the place to rubble, all he could do at this point was trust his assault teams to do their jobs. The hardest thing about a Commander's job ... was waiting for his troops to relay sit reps.
~~ End Pt8 ~~
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
It's back! Yes!
Why go to the movies when we have THIS summer blockbuster?!!
Action! Babies! Ancient gods! Conspiracies! Navy SEALS! Plots within plots within a secret society! Sex! Boys into girls!
An epic adventure in the making! (and can that dastardly Kraken be far behind?!)
OK, folks I must confess...I've been chatting with Miki quite a bit about this story...so yes, I am biased (and it's biggest promoter!).
So read and enjoy, dear SK audience! And encourage the author to keep the adventure of a lifetime going!
Going to reread this tonight before I head out tomorrow...to see what I missed...thanks for continuing this story, AMY!
Can I promote, too?
This is quite a story. With the Navy involved I got to thinking about maybe the Marines sending in Robyn-Anne in a diaper as a mole.
- Sissy Desiree
Originally Posted by TiresiasRex
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt9 - The Best laid Plans
Lapidem Infinitum Infans - Pt9 - The Best laid Plans
For the first three quarters of a mile, nothing unusual happened as the submersible sank along its predesignated route. The only external sounds, were the groans of the metal as the many tons per square inch water pressures mounted, and the sound of the bubbles as they slowly escaped the tanks. The only other sounds, were the soft voices of the men and the electronic sounds of equipment and the whine of the motors.
One of the men reaches forward and turns on the external spots ... it had gotten very dark and dusky this far beneath the surface. When the light first came on, off at the periphery of the beam, the two men caught a gimps of a whitish, gray, orange thing that was larger that an Aircraft Carrier. It was just a gimps, however, what ever they thought they saw had vanished as quickly as they had thought they saw it. The radar made a ghost ping for several bounces before it too became silent.
The two men stared at the radar and ladar scopes trying to see what it might have been. They ran several scans using ultra violet and infrared, but found nothing out of the ordinary. One thing that was sort of odd, there didn't seem to be the usual fish gathering that normally accompanies a dive like this one. Normally, fish and other aquatic life are attracted to the submersibles because of the light and sounds they make. The only thing the men could see through the clear of the bubble that housed them, was the ever present biological debris snow that falls from the upper levels of the ocean.
One of the men says softly, "Miguel? I have a strange feeling ... we are being watched somehow."
The other man turns the gain up on the radar and watches the scope's return for a few seconds before replying, "I know what you mean Juan .... the hairs on the back of my neck have been standing on end since you turned on the lights."
Both men were silent for a space before Miguel asked in a strange tone, "What ... do you think that ... thing was we glimpsed?"
Juan reached over and patted Miguel on his shoulder, "I don't think it was anything actually. Nothing that size can move that quickly underwater."
Miguel looks at Juan and replies, "The Mako shark can reach speeds of 45 miles per hour. The Wahoo is the same ... the reason it's called a Wahoo ... is the speed and ferocity it hits the bait. The Mako have been known to weigh in at twenty one hundred pounds or more."
Juan laughs, "Yes, Miguel, and the Megladon Shark was as big as a large attack submarine and weighed many tons ..."
Juan's face takes on a really concerned expression as he stops speaking suddenly. Miguel looks at him and asks, "What's wrong?"
Juan replies, "What if ... a Megladon Shark survives at this depth? No one would really know ... would they?"
Both men look at each other with concern as they become quite with worry. What ever that thing was, it was larger than they by many factors ... and could move faster than they by many times. Juan reaches over and turns on the rest of the high powered spots and the rest of the observation cameras. Both men began watching the screens closely for any more signs of ... what ever it was.
Cleary and his team had penetrated the compound, and entered the main building without any resistance. He and his men secured the entrance and several of the main halls and conference areas within minutes. The radio room was also empty, which Cleary found really strange. There was supposed to be someone monitoring at all times.
A voice comes over Cleary's ear-bud, "Raven, this is Fox."
"Go ahead Fox."
"We've found ... a nursery. Several of them in fact. There's a young girl in one of them ... she's guarding four little girls like her life depends on it."
"Copy, Fox ... what's the location of the five? I want to talk with the little girl."
"NW of your current location, I think this used to be storage area six."
Several more teams called in about that time reporting several more nurseries and many Nanas caring for the infants. Cleary had been briefed on what the artifact recovered had been purported to be ... and what it was actually capable of doing. Apparently, whoever this incursion force was, was wasting no time in reducing the staff to infants.
Cleary gave the orders to drink nothing from the compound and to take the main business office and security office. From those locations, the rest of the compound is under their control.
Cleary wondered where the people they were looking for were. They had encountered no one but infants and the little girl. Cleary was actually expecting to find her. She was the young Head Priestess Jackson had said they were to find. Cleary didn't know how he knew she was there, but that didn't matter at this point ... they had found her and he was intent on speaking with her ASAP.
Cleary entered the large Atrium. His mouth fell open as he came to the large pool and fountain in the middle of the large garden. He saw the meticulously carved statue of the two young naked women holding the lotus blossom in the palms of their hands. He saw the beautiful spray of the fountain. His eyes fell on the sphere in the very center of the blossom ... that ... had to be the artifact that caused so much trouble.
Cleary was almost sixty ... his birthday would be in a few months ... and it would be official. He itched to see if this was the real deal ... or if something else was afoot. He removed the glove from his hand and knelt down at the edge of the pool. The water was crystal sparkling clean. There wasn't even any green algae that usually grows around the sides of a pool such as this. He dips his finger into the water. It tingles all the way up his arm as he sees it change somehow. He looks his finger over and compares it with the others on both hands. Cleary's eyes get big as he realizes ... his one finger was ... younger than his others.
He dips another finger in and puts that one in his mouth. The water tasted so sweet. The reaction was immediate. Cleary felt the wonderful wave wash all through his body. His shoulder where he had taken a large caliber round in his younger days suddenly quit hurting. The minor aches and pains in the other parts of his body stopped. He looked at his reflection in the water ... and he gasps in shock. He was now once again in his prime. He looked exactly like he did when he was in his twentys. Cleary stood and looked at the fountain with new eyes. This was ... in fact ... the fabled fountain of youth. Jackson was right, Coom had found the damn thing.
Cleary continued to storage six. When he entered, The man there stood and looked suspiciously at Cleary as he leveled his weapon at him. Cleary raised his hands palm up.
Cleary says quickly, "Whoa there cowboy, it's me ... Cleary. I sort of ... accidentally found the fountain we had all been briefed on."
The man looked confused. This young man had Cleary's voice for sure and certain, and was wearing his equipment and uniform ... but he was in his twenties.
The man said, "Alright, tell me something only he and I would know."
Cleary smiles as he says, "Remember Rhonda's place in Thailand? What about those ... umm ... girls you liked so much?" A large smile crossed Cleary's lips.
The man's eyes got big as his mouth fell open. Cleary promised not to tell anyone about that.
The man gasps, "It was an honest mistake ... they looked ... you couldn't tell."
Cleary raises his hands palms out, "It's ok, son ... I told no one. It's our secret. I just want you to know ... it is me ... Cleary."
The man wavered a bit, but still seemed unsure. He looks Cleary over very carefully one more time.
Cleary snorts and says sharply, "Larry, your sister Nancy ... we got married twenty five years ago in Guam when you were ten. She had a heart shaped mole on the inside of her thigh. The last thing she said before she died to the two of us ... is that we should always act like brothers and take care of each other even though I'm much older than you."
Larry's eye get huge as an expression of total surprise washes over it. Larry lowers his weapon at this point ... this had to be Cleary ... even though he was way too young.
Cleary says, "It's ok, son, the Fountain of Youth isn't a myth ... it's actually sitting in the middle of the Arboretum. I know ... I found it. Now, where's this priestess you said you found?"
Larry hesitates only another second before he leads Cleary into the nursery. Sitting on a very large and thick pillow chair with 4 adorable little baby girls, was a young girl dressed very nicely in a serong that had the hand embroidered image of a plumed serpent coiled all around.
Cleary took a double take when he saw her beautiful young face and the pretty smile that crossed her lips. Cleary knew this girl from somewhere ... he couldn't put his finger on where however.
Cleary finally says, "I'm Cleary ..."
Maria replies, "I know who you are silly man, it's me .... Maria Rodriguez. I ... discovered the fountain by accident too. Someone put the youth water in my coffee. Good thing it was hot and I was only sipping or I might have fared much worse."
Maria spent the next thirty minutes filling Cleary in on what was happening. She told him that she had become a priestess of the Q because they were saying they were going to rid the world of hate, war, famine, and disease. She told him about the Primal Essence ceremony and how all of the Q thought it was a great and wonderful blessing to be returned to their primal essence. Maria explained how many had already been killed in this manner, and that the many thousands of followers lead by Pat, their high Priestess, had already left for Washington to deliver the youth water to the other agents already in place and to begin killing all the leaders of The USA by returning them to their Primal Essence.
Maria told Cleary also, that many had already been sent to the other countries of the world to begin the same thing with large quantities of the water. Since it was only water ... customs and CSA at the airport would be absolutely no issue what ever. If something wasn't done within the next few weeks ... the world would be in their control.
Cleary and Larry were in total shock by the time Maria had finished telling her tale.
Cleary asks, "Where's Coom? Have you seen him?"
One of the adorable little baby girls began bouncing up and down on her thickly ruffled and diapered hinny and waving her arms wildly.
Maria giggles, "That's Coom ... now. He's not only been turned into a baby, the Q have given him lots of female hormones. They say he and his friend Tony there, are Twin Spirits. In other words, both male and female at the same time. They have been given enough hormones by this time, that it will effect how they look when they grow up. They will look a whole lot like girls."
Cleary's face cracks with a huge smile. He sees the little girl that had been weaving’s face take on a dark and pouty look. Quickly, Cleary quit smiling as he realized what horror was about to befall his country.
Cleary asks, "If all the other have gone, why are you still here?"
Maria replies, "I'm here to take care of Coom and his friends and the rest of the infants. There are a group of Nanas here too. they are probably in the nurseries or kitchens or wash areas washing clothes. There are lots of infants now that the Q have taken over." Maria looks at the four babies for a second before she continues, "I just barely saved Coom and Tony from being reduced to their Primal Essence by Pat. She was furious that she didn't find them in their playpen. I was fortunate to have found them in the hall and took them to my room."
Cleary presses the bud in his ear and says, "Jackson, this is Cleary, Compound is secure. Have found Coom and party ... they have been infected. The Fountain of Youth is real ... say again real. I accidentally stumbled on to it and know."
Jackson jumps to the Mic and pushes the button, "How bad did it get you?"
Cleary replies, "I'm back to my twenties. Seems you will have me bothering you for many more years."
Jackson snorts a laugh, "How many casualties and prisoners?"
Cleary replies, "Many infants, Many Nanas, a very young Maria Rodriguez, and infant Coom and party. No casualties. The rest of the crowd has progressed to their next stage of taking over. They have already gone to Washington and other countries to proceed with killing off the leaders."
Jackson sits back in his chair. In his mind he feels they have arrived too late. He looks over at the red phone sitting next to the tracking radar. He knows this next call will be extremely important ... he also knows ... no one will believe it.
Sonar reflections of the ledge on which the wreck lay had begun to show they were almost there. They were almost two miles beneath the surface. External temperature was near freezing and the pressure was registering several tons per square inch. The radar had been giving ghost signals ... just a few return pings. It was enough to keep the men's nerves on edge.
One camera caught an image of something that looked like a huge monstrous cable or something move behind the submersible. There was some kind of minor impact against the starboard rear propeller ... but it didn't repeat itself. It did manage to upset the men terribly. Any kind of leak into the living compartment would be fatal at these pressures. The water would enter and cut metal on impact ... and anything else of lesser densities as well.
Juan watched the screens diligently as they approached the ledge. The fuzzy images of the wreck began to show up on the return screen. The Ledge was still too far off to be seen through the bubble ... the circle of light didn't penetrate that far.
Without warning, a very large contact on radar coming from the edge of the abyssal. It was huge and moved swiftly. Within seconds, Both men saw the thing just before it impacted amidships and rolled the submersible onto its back. Several green operation lights on the control panel turned red as an annoying alarm started sounding.
Miguel quickly took the submersible off of auto pilot and took manual control. He rolled it back to the up right position as he pushed the throttles to full power. Juan meanwhile flipped several switches. A loud whine was heard as large panels swung open on both sides of the submersible. In front, several cannon looking things extended from underneath.
Miguel said excitedly, "Charge main capacitors. I want full discharge ability on the rail guns."
Juan nods as he flips several more switches, "I've opened the torpedo panels as well .... we have twenty of them."
Once again, they see the image on the radar as it shows a major contact one more time. In the far off dim light at the very edge of the spots, they saw it. It was huge ... had many arms, and the eye that was looking at them was bigger than the submersible.
Fear filled both men as Miguel fired both rail-guns at the creature. The only thing they could see, was inky blackness. The radar still showed a major contact approaching rapidly. Before Juan could fire any torpedoes, they were hit again. This time, the operations board showed the starboard side engine compartment was flooded and all power to that thruster was lost. Most of the cameras and spots on that side were also out. Miguel swiveled one of the nearby cameras that were still working. All he saw on that side, was twisted and tortured metal.
The submersible began to make a long corkscrew decent on the only thruster still working. It was all Miguel could do to regain control of the small craft on manual control. It was obvious that they had lost several vector control motors as well. The submersible moved like it was stuck in mud and reacted to all controls in a horribly sluggish way. There was no way to out maneuver that thing now.
Juan saw the stern of the wreck looming large forward of them. He punches Miguel in his shoulder and points.
"In there!" he shouts in a fearful gasp, "Hurry, hide in there!"
Miguel fights the sluggish craft and manages to bring it into the open end of the stern just as the huge creature passes. The wash of its passing created enough forward shove, it pushed them into a large rotten bulkhead section creating a cascade of debris, silt, and what appeared to be many thousands of gold and silver coins.
Miguel struggled with the damaged submersible to back it out of the pile. It really was horribly unresponsive. Miguel managed to turn the submersible around in time to get the best look of the creature any man had seen before.
It was huge. The mother of all Giant Squids slowly passed in front of the opening in the wreck of the stern. Its body was as big as an aircraft carrier. Its tentacles appeared to be many hundreds of feet long. The eye that looked them over was ebony black and merciless. It reached towards the stern of the craft with a tentacle that appeared to be almost a mile long and grabbed it. The next thing the men knew, everything was tumbling. They got a quick gimps of the edge of the ledge as they plunged over into the Stygian darkness of the Abyssal.
Miguel struggles valiantly to get the damaged submersible out of the tumbling mass of gold, silver, amphorae, rotten timbers, and silt. Just as he managed to clear the tumbling stern of the wreck, they both saw a beak the size of the Nimrod reach up and shatter it completely as it snapped viciously open and closed many times amid gigantic tentacles with suction cups equally large that held the disintegrating stern in the monstrous Kraken's unrelenting grasp.
By total accident, Miguel found a cave in the side of the cliff. He backed the crippled submersible into its dark opening while Juan tuned off all the spots. Juan switched on the black lights instead. The area took on a eerie glow as everything touched seemed to shine in the black light.
They could see the huge creature as it hung in the darkness just in front of them. It attacked the cliff face several times with its huge beak, causing a large landslide. Massive amounts of rock, dirt, and silt filled the area in front of the submersible. Fortunately, the opening to the cave remained clear and unobstructed.
Juan tried desperately to fire the torpedoes. There was no way to miss at this range. All along the fire control panel, all the red lights were on showing massive damage. All the weapons were inoperative leaving them totally unprotected. That's when Juan noticed the oxygen levels ... it was needed not only for breathing, but for blowing the water from the ballast tanks.
Juan said with fear in his voice, "Miguel .. our air ... one of the tanks must have been breached. It says we only have twelve hours left. Is that enough to reach the surface?"
Miguel shivers as he feels the warm wetness where he peed his pants in fear. Panicking due to the massive damage their small craft had sustained, he quickly moves the submersible from the cave and drops the several ton weight beneath them. The submersible begins to rise rapidly at first ... then suddenly comes to an abrupt halt, reverses its course, and sinks off into the abyssal as the huge Kraken pulls it into the Stygian icy cold depths. The last thing the two men see in this life, is the bubble around them as it severely cracks, then implodes under extremely massive pressure overload.
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
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Originally Posted by SissyDesiree
Baby don kno Robyn Anne ... members a group of em wrota story 3 years ago about her ... adventures.
Is Robyn Ann tells me she wanna be inna story ... baby writes her in.
Hopes u hava fun -n- safe 4th ... and to alla my readers too
The best thing about my life is being Lisa's Pet Babydoll
I'm back and just reread Chapter 8. Miki, I love that this is evolving into a full-fledged action and epic adventure! Involving babies! And giant squids! Who would have though that such a mash-up was possible?
Only two minor quibbles with Chapter 8:
1) Maria says she will return in 12 hours...but some paragraphs later you mention that ":after several days, the Nimrod" sets out... Will Chapter 9 deal with the time discrepancy? What happens during the "several days"? Will we find out what happens to Coom and Tony and Maria during that time? Or are you going to get playful with the story's chronology like a Quentin Tarantino film?
2) Please, PLEASE place a line break between paragraphs when the scene changes. It just makes it easier for the reader. I sense that you are getting quite excited while writing the story and forget to do this...(heh, you are adorable).
So...excellent! I look forward to reading Chapter 9: DO NOT LOOK INTO THE ABYSS...FOR THE ABYSSS MAY LOOK BACK!
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