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Eclipse has royally screwed the pooch on Group Admin/Voting (and the Journal writer/editor), but I've found a workaround, please use this link/address to vote:;)
it will show only active items that need voting (in theory) with the OLDEST submissions first. Submissions have the maximum allowable time of 30 days before expiration, there is no reason for active admins to leave things that long (other than this shitty eclipse interface, to which the message log above lets us bypass).
If submissions continue to expire en masse going forward, I will begin demoting/revoking Contributor status. I've tried to stay laid back while we all adjust to the changes, but our community is suffering so it's time to step up.
As a reminder, and to keep it posted on the main page, I'm repeating the ONE Rule below:
[ the One Rule: ]
One Rule to Ring Them All,
One Rule to Find Them,
One Rule to Bring Them All,
And in Our Gallery Bind Them.
It seems there has been a little confusion in voting of late, so to clarify...
This group has but one rule: "If it shows women as STRONG, its accepted; if it shows women as WEAK, its rejected."
Muscle tone is encouraged, but not required. If a piece shows, for example, an FBB being overpowered by a smaller male opponent IT IS DECLINED as it still shows the woman as weak by comparison. If a piece shows a small woman overpowering a large man, than obviously its in. Strength/Power is the relevant factor, not size.
(Sometimes size/muscle-mass is the only power-indicator provided in a picture, in which case we have to use it. So, fair warning, do not submit Blizzard-esque male-to-female body proportions without CLEARLY showing her overpowering him. The character's relative Canon power levels will be considered, if known, but this may not always be enough. For example, if a picture shows an exaggerated/hyper-buff Batman and Superman with a scrawny Wonder Woman - even though she is established as on-par with Superman in Strength, the piece will still likely be declined as tending toward M-Dom [aka South of the Demarcation 50-50 Line]. Stay at or above the F=M power line and your submission will be approved.)
We try to be as inclusive as possible, so as long as something qualifies 50% it is allowed. (this may sound like a second rule, but its more of a sub-clause of the One Rule.... ;) )
Being inclusive means in addition to clearly Amazonian art, we also allow STORIES and the following items which fall right on the 50% line:
* Furry/Anthro/Taur/Hybrid (half-woman/half-animal)
* Cyborg/Gynoid (half-woman/half-machine)
* Futanari/Hermaphrodite (half-woman/half-man - again "F >= M" applies here, so SHE must be/appear more female than male overall. [for clarity: this does not preculde hyper endowment, but it does mean no "male-herms" or "femboys"; as to the rest, it becomes extremely subjective and must be reviewed case by case.] Also, remember dA has additional rules regarding the presence of male genetalia. And, its pretty hard to meet the 50% line without at least the implied presence of female genetalia. [and a lack thereof would not be a true hermaphrodite/futa, which suggests it would fall below the 50% margin required for submission - the subject is controversial enough without getting into the mostly-male territory which clearly does not belong in an Amazon-themed/female-centered group.])
* Mixed combat (where the female is at least as strong/capable as her male opponent)
* Some Peril (provided the woman is still shown as physically and emotionally powerful/dangerous)
(again to clarify, MUST be at least half woman [defined as: humanoid-female] and shown as strong, not helpless)
It should go without saying, but we allow ALL ART FORMS INCLUDING MORPHS.
That being said, there has been some controversy of late regarding morphs submitted to this group. It culminated in unprofessional behavior from two admins that resulted in a member quitting the group. Although the admins in question CLEARLY overstepped the limited authority granted by the ONE RULE, they did bring up a legitimate concern:
** Some morphs do not meet the 50-50 line, the most common reason for which is the use of a predominantly MALE BODY (taken from a Male-Bodybuilder Photo) with in many cases only a female head pasted on. There is no reason to use a male chest or arms to create what is supposed to be a female body builder, there are pleanty of large, well-defined female body builders, as well as 3D Stock and Tutorials on how to morph and if needed draw/shade in muscle detail. Use of a male body as the primary source for the morph is clear reason for decline, as again it falls below the 50-50 line.
The items below are clearly not even remotely Amazonian, are in fact the very antithesis of it and thus not only DECLINED, but will be cause for BANNING if repeatedly submitted:
* Ryona (except when its F-F and the dominant woman is SHOWN.)
* Guro (same as above, but ONLY ALLOWED IF the death was caused by a SUPERIOR WOMAN not a weapon.)
* M-Dom (NEVER EVER EVER ALLOWED. THERE IS NO EXCEPTION HERE, ONLY BANNING.)
* Male characters. (completely bloody off-topic. But this also means that if the picture focuses primarily on male characters, or shows them as significantly stronger than the female characters in the picture/story that it most certainly will not be allowed in this group. Example, a picture of a bodybuilding couple where the male has 20" arms and the female has 16" arms- will be rejected UNLESS she is out-lifting/overpowering him in the picture.)
* Most Peril (This one is tricky, its one thing for her to be chained and fighting her restraints, quite another for her to be shown as completely helpless. Peril items must be carefully reviewed: if it portrays her as strong and defiant, possibly on the verge of breaking free then it is allowed; if she is shown as helpless, broken, facing certain death then it is considered RYONA, and is grounds for banning.)
I will WARN FIRST so long as the submission appears to be an innocent mistake. This means I WILL NOT WARN BEFORE BANNING UNDER THE FOLLOWING CONDITIONS:
* I have warned you before, especially more than once in the same month. (It is YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to know the rule[s] of the groups you submit to.)
* Your gallery is primarily composed of Ryona, Peril, or M-Dom works. (If it is, you're in the wrong group.)
* The deviation submitted is extremely M-Dom/Ryona, unmistakably so. (Such as the works of several former members who are now PERMA-BANNED, many of which went as far as Guro.)
* The only character in your submission is MALE and I do not believe you submitted it by mistake. (As when your gallery is predominantly male characters, and when you do draw females they are toothpicks with boobs.)
* I discover you are simply SPAMMING irrelevant submissions to any group you can, regardless of the groups rules. (I've caught a couple now who abuse the fact that we allow non-members to submit, and this is the reason they are limited to ONE submission per day, no features, and require a grid-locking 7 votes to be approved. If the item you submit is just an ordinary pinup [non-amazon], and its in 200+ groups already- OR its not even contain a person/character at all, you will be banned immediately.)
Again, for those who would prefer the rule as a mathematical proof: "F >= M". This is the only truth/condition that will be allowed in our gallery. Equal does not always mean victorious, but it NEVER means victim/helpless.
Questions, Comments, Thoughts? Feedback would be greatly appreciated. I am trying to keep this group as inclusive as I can without going off-topic.;) ;) ;)
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A group devoted to locating, cataloging, and promoting Amazon Artists and Strong Women of all levels of skill and exposure - on dA and beyond.

POSTING RULES:
I'll say it again: this is a place for STRONG AND CAPABLE WOMEN of all sizes, abilities, and physiques. We try to be as inclusive as possible, but will not accept anything antithetical to the group's purpose.

DO NOT POST OR ACCEPT ANYTHING PORTRAYING WOMEN AS WEAK OR HELPLESS. This is NOT a group for RYONA, GURO, PERIL, or M-DOM. I will give 1 warning, after which I will start banning repeat offenders.

(now I understand why other groups yell in these description blocks)
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Heather, Cherry, Dee: Arrgh!“Twenty, twenty one, twenty…two…” the strawberry blonde took in a breath, hissing between her teeth as she held up the barbell. She lowered it slowly as she felt her arm, shoulder and back muscles all burning with exertion. Three more curls for the set, she thought. “Twenty three, twenty four, twenty…five.” Dee set the sagging barbell onto the floor with a loud ‘Thump!’ “That’s very impressive.” Dee turned to see Heather. “Oh, thank you, Goddess.” She leaned in to give a kiss to Heather’s biceps peak. “I’ve been following yours and Goddess Candi’s bodybuilding guides as best I can.” She frowned as she saw that droplets of her sweat had collected against the smaller veins that crossed Heather’s arm, “I’m sorry that I dripped sweat onto you, may I lick it clean?” “I can’t say ‘no’ after you've already done so,” Heather replied. “I notice that you’ve been spending a lot of time everyday here at Antoine’s Gym.” “I’ve been pushing myself to expand my limits,” Dee said. “‘Don’t be complacent with what you can do today. Always seek to improve yourself.’ You said that exactly three months and five days ago.” “How do you know that?” Heather asked. “People have been transcribing your inspirational quotes onto the Blazing Trails site,” Dee replied. “I’m going to have to increase the amount of weight I’m using next week. I’ll be going to two hundred fifty kilos for my endurance sets.” “That’s… extremely impressive,” Heather said. “I am humbled that your biceps have given me such rewards,” Dee answered. “It must be because I spend so much time inside your temple.” “Technically, every gym is one,” Heather answered. “You stated that exercise is a way of communing with you,” Dee replied. “I endeavor to be devout.” “If there were to be a contest of who’s the most attentive, you’d be near the top finishers,” Heather said. “Who comes ahead of me?” Dee asked. “I don’t want to be less respectful than they are.” “It isn’t supposed to be a competition,” Heather answered. “Also, people have different ways of showing how they feel. Donnybrook keeps her feelings private. Headmistress Crowley is formal and reserved, but defers to my biceps’ authority. I can feel that Cindy’s here. You can see how she reacts.” Seconds later, the raven-haired superheroine jogged over, her thighs rippling with each step. She leaned forward to kiss one of Heather’s biceps, “Greetings, mighty Goddess.” She stared at it as she continued, “Had I known of your presence, I would have shown my respect to you sooner.” “How did you get her to come over?” Dee asked. “I summoned her,” Heather replied. “Her devotion is all-consuming. Let me show you what that means.” “Can’t she hear what you are saying?” Dee asked. “I don’t want her to hear what we are talking about, so she can’t hear us,” Heather said. “I can’t have your muscles sore and tired for this demonstration. Let me bless them.” Her eyes flared incandescently as she cupped a hand beneath Dee’s elbow to lift her arm so that she could kiss the girl’s bicep. Dee’s eyes lost focus as she felt about to faint. The room wavered around her as she felt an electrical jolt race through her body. She gasped in a breath as the feeling suddenly vanished. “What happened?” “Since we’ve been friends since before we even learned how to walk, I don’t want you to feel cheated by seeing a poorly done demonstration,” Heather said. She looked at Cindy, “I know that you don’t like to hyperflex, so show me your best normal bicep flex.” Cindy straightened and held her arm out to the side. She raised her forearm up to ninety degrees and flexed, causing her peak to rise, showing off definition and a few veins. “That’s impressive, isn’t it?” Heather asked Dee. “Uh, yeah,” Dee replied. “She’s a superheroine, after all.” “Here’s a demonstration of how devoted Cindy is,” Heather said. She looked back to Cindy, “Dee’s muscles have been blessed and empowered by me. When she flexes, show them the respect that their status demands.” “Um…” Dee looked back and forth between Heather and Cindy. “What does that mean?” “It means exactly what I said,” Heather replied. Dee looked in the mirror and gasped. Veins pulsed over all of her impossibly defined muscles. Her calves had pronounced heart shapes, while deep furrows ran along her quadriceps. Her glutes shifted into rolls of muscle with the slightest motion. Her abdominals had what looked like canyons between them, while her breasts floated above deeply grooved pectorals. “Is this… real?” “Why would I cast illusions?” Heather replied. Dee held her upper arms straight up and down and raised one forearm to ninety degrees. The motion swelled her biceps. “They match her flexed ones when relaxed,” Heather said. “Flex slowly until you’re used to them so you don’t splatter people.” Dee nodded and held her lower lip in-between her teeth. She sighed in pleasure as she flexed, causing her peak to rise along her forearm until it reached her wrist. Mmph, that feels good, she thought. “Demigoddess of Heather,” Cindy said. “I exist only to serve and praise your mighty biceps.” She leaned in to kiss Dee’s biceps peak. “The image of your quivering striations and pulsing veins is burned into my essence. I pledge myself: body, mind and soul, to them.” Heather’s eyes glowed as she said, “I’m holding you back from reflexively hyperflexing.” “Why did you choose me for this?” Dee asked. “I need a high priestess,” Heather replied. “It was considering both you and Shayna, but that would go against her fey nature.” “Thank you for choosing me,” Dee said. “I won’t let you down.” She looked at Cindy, “I like the way my biceps tingle when you pray to them… They like the way that you are thinking your prayers to them.” She looked back to Heather, “Is this why you came here, to reward me?” “It’s a responsibility more than a reward,” Heather answered. “I’ve been thinking of this for a while. I also have something to ask you, as a friend.” “Oh?” Dee replied. “What is that?” “I want you to come with me to visit the Faerie Realm, along with Cherry,” Heather said. “This will be her first time there.” “When are we going?” Dee asked. “As soon as we get to the gateway,” Heather replied. “Shouldn’t I go home to pack first?” Dee asked. Heather shook her head, “That would ruin the spontaneity.” “Should we wait for Cindy to stop kissing my biceps?” Dee asked. “She’s going to do that to any muscle you flex as long as you keep it flexed,” Heather answered. “I don’t want to relax any of them,” Dee said. “They feel too good like this.” “You’re going to make her pass out if you keep her in awe for too long,” Heather chuckled. “I’m sure that everyone in the gym also has enough photos and videos of you for now.” She’s actually worshiping my muscles, Dee thought as she directed Cindy to praise and kiss her abs, quads and calves by flexing them in turn. **** “You really enjoyed having Cindy on her knees, didn’t you?” Heather asked. “Who wouldn’t?” Dee replied. She opened her eyes wide as they neared the gazebo and she saw Cherry, “Wow…” The taller superheroine walked over and kissed Heather’s biceps, “Thank you for the invitation, Goddess.” She turned to face Dee, “It’s nice to see you again, Dee. You’re looking very impressive. I feel a sense of awe towards you, like there’s even more to you than your physique.” Dee swallowed hard as she looked up to Cherry, “I forgot how… perfect you are in person.” Cherry gave a slight smile, “It’s part of being a superheroine. There’s a mystique to someone who wears a mask in their alternate identity.” She cocked her head, “You have a feel to your presence that’s very compelling, similar to Heather.” “Cherry’s actually much more subservient than Cindy is,” Heather said. “She’s just under gentle persuasion to not show it too much towards me. And yes, she isn’t cognizant of our conversation, either. Aren’t you going to tell her?” Dee shook her head, “I don’t want to show off to her right now. I’m still getting used to being with her.” “Her being Comet Girl is a really big deal,” Heather replied. “You need to show pride in yourself. You are my high priestess now, and that demands respect.” “Sort of like with Cindy?” Dee asked. “I’d recommend not having her too subservient to you when she’s in her Comet Girl identity,” Heather answered. “That role calls for an aura to be maintained.” “Will I be able to substitute for her in that role if I want to?” Dee asked. “That would be awesome.” “First I need for you to get used to your authority in your current role,” Heather said. “You can talk with Kat when we return. She’s got a similar role with Candi, though I want for you to be more assertive than she is.” She thought for a second, “Kat’s very assertive, towards Candi. I’ve got plenty of people who have taken it upon themselves to remind me to maintain my humility. Sadie’s the number one representative of the Greek Chorus.” “I promise to be more assertive with her once we get to the Faerie Realm,” Dee replied. “What if people end up worshiping my muscles?” “Them following you is the same as them being mine,” Heather said. “I doubt you’re going to personally gain enough followers to dent my numbers- although it would be a hell of a flex for both of us if you did.” She thought, It’ll be fun to dig at Candi about my high priestess gaining worshippers. “Once I activate the portal, you two go through first,” Heather said. “I’ll disengage it when we arrive.” Dominating Cherry’s going to be a tough assignment, Dee thought. **** “The landscape is just as nice as I remember,” Dee looked at the rocky plain they were in. “I imagine this is what passes for desolate here, yet it is pretty.” She paused as she turned to see Cherry staggering forward. “What happened to her?” “Magic doesn’t work exactly the same here as it does in Earth-Realm,” Heather replied. “I didn’t take that into effect when I enchanted her body.” Cherry’s nanites shouted to her: “External Power source compromised!” “Shutting down systems!” “Flight inactivated!” “Shields inactivated!” “Communications inactivated!” “Psychokinesis inactivated!” “Is anything still working?” Cherry muttered. “Senses online.” “Great,” Cherry grumbled under her breath. Heather gestured as intoned spells caused green and blue cascades of sparkles to momentarily obscure Cherry, “She’ll be fine for the duration of our visit.” She asked, “Cherry, how are you feeling?” “I’m a little light-headed, but otherwise doing well,” Cherry answered. “I’d be unsure of myself if not for your presence, Goddess.” Dee stepped over to be face to face with Cherry. “You’re so thin now.” “This is my real form,” Cherry replied. “They’re both your real forms,” Heather said. “This is just your unenhanced version.” “Of course, Goddess,” Cherry nodded. Heather stared and nodded at Dee. “Cherry,” Dee said forcefully as she concentrated on the girl. “I am Heather’s high priestess and the vessel of her power.” Cherry’s eyes dilated, “Yes… Goddess.” Dee opened her eyes wider. I like that, she thought. “I… I am not the Goddess. I am her servant, her avatar.” She paused for a second before continuing, “You may call me that.” Dee held her arms straight up and down, with her palms facing forward when she flexed her biceps. The pose expanded her peaks forwards and caused her veins to form a spider web over them, with the thickest one visibly pulsing over the top of her peak. “The power of your biceps is irresistible,” Cherry said as she leaned forward. “My only desire is for your mighty pulse to liquify me and for your biceps to absorb my soul.” “No!” Heather shouted as she conjured up a force wall to keep Cherry from kissing Dee’s peak. “Dee. I should have warned you about that. Cherry is only alive because my magic allows her to exist. Her soul wishes to go to its eternal rest.” “I felt…” Dee replied. “My bicep was going to draw her in. What would happen to her?” “I don’t know if your biceps are able to do it,” Heather said. “Order her not to sacrifice herself to them.” “Cherry,” Dee said. “Only Heather should collect your soul. Do not offer it to merge into my being.” “I exist only to serve your will,” Cherry replied. “I will not give up my life to your biceps.” Heather’s force wall spell faded and she kissed Dee’s peak. Dee’s pulse echoed in her ears as she felt it vibrate her body. Dee shivered as she felt her body react to Cherry’s abject devotion. Heather saw trickles of blood coming from the corners of Cherry’s eyes, her nose and ears. She quickly cast a healing spell on the girl, causing Incandescent tendrils of magic to dance around her. “Your pulse is too strong for her. Don’t let her kiss your bicep’s vein until you learn to control yourself not to flex too much.” “What will it do?” Dee asked. “Liquify her brain, burst her heart, other bad things,” Heather replied. “Oh…” Dee replied, “Will it have the same effect on everyone?” “I don’t know,” Heather admitted. “Maybe best not to test it.” Dee swallowed. “I’ll be careful,” she promised. **** After a few hours of walking, Dee asked, “Why does it seem like we’re awfully far away from civilization?” “I had planned for Cherry to be able to fly us around,” Heather replied. “I wanted to be far enough away from any magically sensitive people so that the magical backlash from me forcing the gateway open wouldn’t hurt them.” “How many people are like that?” Dee asked. “Pretty much every fae is magically attuned,” Heather answered. “They aren’t humans with pointy ears. They are a different race who look close to humans.” “I never thought of them that way,” Dee said. “They are technically dimensional aliens, or we are, since we’re visiting their home.” “That makes us sound kind of spooky, doesn’t it?” Heather replied. “We’re intimidating and terrifying, aren’t we?” Dee quipped. “I’m shaking in fear,” Heather said. “Part of their society is that they organize themselves based on ability and respect. They constantly spar with each other to see who is dominant over who.” “That explains their riddles and mind games,” Dee said. “They also have occasional duels, though they are rarely fatal,” Heather added. “That doesn’t mean they aren’t painful. Sarcasm battles are easier to recover from.”“The stupid get weeded out rapidly, don’t they?” Dee asked. “I’ve never met one,” Heather replied. “You’re getting comfortable with your abilities. You’re not launching yourself upwards with each step.” “Would it be easier if you enchanted me to be heavy enough not to do that?” Dee asked. “You’d have a strong enough gravity field to cause tides if I gave you that much mass,” Heather answered. “I’m that strong?” Dee’s cheeks tinged pink. “How powerful am I, Goddess?” “I don’t really know,” Heather answered. “I felt the power that you claimed from me, so I can assure you that you’re many times stronger than you used to be.” “That is especially vague,” Dee said. “It’s not exactly specific, or reassuring.” “It wasn’t meant to be,” Heather replied. “I’d guess you’re somewhere between the levels of, say, Nikita and Ivey.” “Probably more towards the latter,” Dee said. “What makes you say that?” Heather asked. “He doesn’t shatter rocks by stepping too hard on them,” Dee answered. “You’re going to need to practice having control over your strength,” Heather said. “You’re also stomping on them, so that’s not a fair comparison.” “Trying to be impressive is pushing things a bit, isn’t it?” Dee asked. Heather nodded. “There’s no need. Maybe take a cue from people who have power and are quiet about it. Sadie’s impressive, right? And Angel?” “Angel has enormous feathery wings and carries a sword and shield into battle,” Dee said. “She keeps the wings hidden from anyone she doesn’t know, and she’s only armed when there’s danger near,” Heather pointed out. “I’m not going to be following you around casting protections onto people you’re near. It would also be a disservice to you to maintain enchantments to limit your abilities.” Heather sat an upraised index finger against her own chin. “You’re also at a disadvantage, since you don’t do healing spells in case you slip.” “It sounds like I have a lot of things to learn,” Dee said. Heather nodded, “I’ve had classes at Madame Crowley’s Institute on how to control my abilities, as well as discussions of the ethics of how my actions can affect others. You don’t have the advantage of that training, so you’re going to have a much steeper learning curve.” “I feel like you’ve got something already planned for me,” Dee replied. “You’ll pick up on how to think one step ahead soon enough,” Heather said. “As for now, I’m going to cancel the spell that keeps your biceps from insta-flexing. I’ve got to concentrate to keep it up, and we’re far enough from anything that you probably won’t cause too much damage.” “I can’t be that dangerous,” Dee said. “That’s what you’ve got to find out,” Heather said. She recited a few strange words. “I felt that,” Dee said as a flash of light emanated from her. “It makes sense that you’re able to notice my enchantments,” Heather said. “There’s something else that I’ve noticed,” Dee said. “Cherry’s been very quiet.” “She’s in awe is why,” Heather said. “Cherry’s obviously a special case. She’s reacting to you the same way that she does to me.” Dee turned to face the girl, “You’re free to talk to me whenever you want to.” She raised her hand to cup it beneath Cherry’s wrist. The action of doing so swelled Dee’s bicep out until the peak of it was above Cherry’s fingers. “Oh, wow,” She looked at Heather. “I can hear her silent prayer echoing in my biceps.” “I sense it, as well,” Heather said. “As a safety tip, don’t have your palm facing anyone that’s praying to your biceps until you have very good control over them. You don’t want to splatter them by mistake.” “Splatter them?” Dee asked. “Your biceps might react to them and insta-flex,” Heather answered. “Doing that to followers is kind of the opposite of rewarding them for their devotion. Part of your duties is to help others. There’s no requirement for someone to be a worshiper, nor is it to be demanded as payment. Anyone who is one of my followers does so voluntarily.” “What should I do with donations?” Dee asked. “They get deposited and mostly used for charitable works,” Heather replied. “I’ll go over the boring details of that and what your official duties are when we get back to Earth-realm.” “Of course, Goddess,” Dee dipped her chin. “What is that you have planned for me now?” “We’re going to see what happens when you receive spiritual overload,” Heather said. “What does that mean?” Dee asked. “Defining it to you would affect the outcome,” Heather replied. “You’ll figure it out soon. There’s a physics term for it. Cindy would know.” “When we get back?” Dee asked. “If you feel like it,” Heather said. “We’ve got to get you used to your powers.” She summoned her staff and grabbed it out of the air. “I’d ask you how the three sections just float in relation to each other, but I think the answer would be ‘magic.’” Dee said. “That’s the same reason the glowing gem stays inside the shepherd’s crook,” Heather answered. “Why enchant a boring, dull looking item? There’s a saying ‘No one enchants a digital watch.’” She gestured and spoke a few unintelligible words, “Time to make a mystical boom…” A black gateway whirled in the air. “We’re going back?” Dee cocked her head. “Nope,” Heather answered. “If we’re going to give you some spiritual overload, we might as well go for as much as possible, with the two people who would be most affected by you.” Cindy appeared through the whirling darkness and shivered, “Woah, that feels… exhilarating, Goddess.” As she stepped forwards, Heather held up one hand, palm forward, “I thank you for traveling via divine express, but you don’t have to thank your pilot.” “What else is it that you desire from me?” Cindy curtseyed, “Your summons felt pretty forceful.” ”Oh, I was just trying to suggest that you come here soon,” Heather said. “I wouldn’t go off and do something else under any circumstance.” Cindy replied. “Thank you for being so prompt. Here’s what I want,” Heather said. “Cindy, Cherry, one of you stands to the left side of Dee, while the other stands to her right.” Once they got into place, she stepped over to Dee. “Hold your arms in these positions,” She guided Dee’s arms so that the right one was held up and down, while the left one was held straight out to the side, with her palms both facing forward. “This is an odd position,” Dee said. “Is there some meaning to it?” “It’s to give some safety to Cindy,” Heather replied. “I don’t want you crushing her by mistake.” “It’s almost surreal to hear you say that,” Dee said. “Cindy and Cherry are what I see as physically flawless. They’ve both got really nice hair, pretty faces, cut and ripped hot bods and huge… boobs.” She looked at Cherry, “You’re different here because of a special magical situation.” “I kind of like the change, Goddess,” Cherry replied. “It lets me appreciate you from a normal, human perspective.” “Aren’t you forgetting someone else who is kind of important, my Goddess?” Cindy gestured with her chin towards Heather. Dee looked at Heather, who perked an eyebrow, “That would be stating the blatantly obvious, and you two don’t have to refer to me by that title. I’m technically Heather’s avatar and high priestess.” “That’s playing semantics,” Cindy said. “A ranking system may mean something between you two, but to us, it’s like the difference between a normal person describing trying to lift one ton or fifty tons.” “Uh, I don’t think I rank up that high,” Dee replied. “Comet Girl in Earth-realm has how many abilities? Twenty?” “I never really thought about it that way,” Cherry blushed. “Do they all really count?” “Losing track of how many you have is kind of a give-away,” Dee pointed out. “Having just immeasurable strength, along with the level of invulnerability that would accompany it is enough to count as being nigh-omnipotent,” Cindy said. “Add in whatever spiritual abilities that you may have? My statement stands.” “Now that you’ve had some time for happy banter, how about if we get back to why we’re all here,” Heather said. “Dee, this might surprise you. I really hope that it does.” She spoke an incantation that caused a pair of shimmering, translucent force-walls to appear by Cindy and Cherry, “Those are for…” Dee began “Protection,” Heather interrupted. “You don’t need it.” Her eyes showed an incandescence as She looked at Cherry and Cindy, “For the time being, I’m releasing your inhibitions and prohibitions. You are to show Dee the proper greetings and devotions that you would otherwise give to me.” “Oh, wow!” Dee exclaimed as the pair leaned in to kiss the sides of her bicep. “I can… My biceps can hear what they’re thinking. They’re… praying to them. They want to… Umph!” A blast of displaced air washed over the area, knocking Cherry and Cindy to the ground as a hill in the distance exploded. Shards of rock ricocheted off of the force walls while the ground beyond where Dee’s bicep had grown into it was pushed upwards into high jagged cliffs. The ground rippled outwards from the point of impact while a nearly-deafening ‘Boom!’ rumbled off into the distance. “I just…” Dee announced. “I just hyperflexed!” “Keep still!” Heather said. “You’ve got to relax back down carefully. Shifting your arm too much will rip the ground apart as far as your peak extends.” Dee nodded, “I’ll do it.” The ground rumbled in time to her pulse as she took a few deep breaths, “Calm down. Don’t move. I can do it…” The ground shifted as she tried to bring herself under control. “Um, I just… Those are mountains?” “I had a suspicion,” Heather sat a hand onto Dee’s shoulder. “This is a magic-rich world, you’re right next to your power source, and two close friends and personal idols just pledged their souls to your biceps. I was expecting you to react, but not this enthusiastically.” Rockslides tumbled down from the newly formed mountains as Dee slowly relaxed. “Stop!” Heather shouted. “Don’t bring your biceps back down yet.” “What should I do?” Dee asked. “I can’t hold myself still for long.” “Flex out again so that you aren’t leaving a subterranean void just yet,” Heather said. The mountain peaks rose further, while Dee’s pulse caused tremors. “I’m not stuck holding up all of that, am I?” “Concentrate on your biceps,” Heather said. “Force them to cool down. Have them draw in energy from the ground around them. Allowing the space they are now filling to collapse will cause devastation.” After some coaching, Dee stood looking into the huge opening that her biceps had left at the base of the mountains. “How much did I just fill my biceps out to?” Dee asked. “There’s a red glow coming out of the… cavern… I just made.” Heather conjured for a few seconds, “My magical skills are getting a workout today. I’m glad that divination is one of my primary concentrations. Your right biceps hit the ground with enough force to blast apart half a mile of rock. The glow’s from where you left a boiling trail of magma underground. Your biceps give off a lot of heat when flexed. Couple that with the pressure as you flexed your way through, and there’s an underground sea of it.” “That would have splashed out if the mountains had collapsed, wouldn’t it?” Dee asked. “That is a lot of responsibility to suddenly have.” “Be thankful that you didn’t do that on Earth,” Heather answered. “The Faerie realm is completely different, so you didn’t do something like shattering a tectonic plate. We’re going to practice your control for a while.” **** “I should be in a bit of shock here,” Dee said. “I was kind of in denial about how much weight I was using in my workouts, so I was almost accepting it.” She paused for a moment, holding her hands still after gesturing while talking,” You two aren’t hearing anything I’m saying, are you?” “Huh?” Cindy replied. “You’re saying something about working out. I was kind of mesmerized watching your abs ripple and your biceps swell from my flexed size to bigger than my chest each time you gestured. Do you mind backing up a bit?” “I’m not used to being able to do all of,” Dee waved a hand at the changed landscape. “this. Normal people don’t cause earthquakes or worry about destroying continents.” “You’re not supposed to get used to it, ever,” Heather replied. “What am I going to have on for our adventure here?” Dee asked. “It would seem a bit odd to run back home for a change of clothes. ‘Hi Mom. Hi Dad. Yeah, I’m an ultra-buff demigoddess now. No time to explain. I’m just here for a change of stockings. See ya later!’” “The sound of squishy marbles is their eyes rolling across the floor,” Cindy added. “You’re the one who decided to flex out of her outfit,” Heather said. “You set me up for that,” Dee replied. “Can’t you…” She waved her hands in the air, “fix it?” “I don’t do transmutations very well,” Heather replied. “There’s also got to be enough material left to work with.” “I don’t want to walk around with one tenth of a hula skirt,” Dee said. “It’s a good way to show off,” Heather answered. “But that shows off… everything,” Dee said. “I’m not that self-confident. Or that exhibitionist.” “I had shifted Cherry’s outfit to fit her right after we got here, so there’s not enough material to let it out, unless you want to look like you’re wearing six feet of string,” Heather replied. “You can borrow her costume.” “That’ll work,” Dee said. “She isn’t going to wear two outfits at once.” Dee paused for a second, “Costume? You mean…” “If I may interrupt your conference, divine ones?” Cindy said, “Isn’t Cherry’s costume a part of her now, which is why it looks painted-on?” “Oh…” Heather said. She pursed her lips, “I can do that.” she said musically. “You can do what?” Dee asked, “Something mischievous is about to happen, isn’t it?” “Cosmetic alterations are a fun area,” Heather said. “I can shift your hairstyle from auburn and wavy to blonde and bobbed if you like. Don’t resist the magic or it’ll come out all blotchy.” The remnants of Dee’s workout gear vanished in a shower of multi-colored sparkles as the yellow and red pattern of a Comet Girl costume spread over her skin. “Of course it’s reflective and has a domino mask. The feel of it would be off if I only went for a partial likeness.” “I could really go for a mirror right now,” Dee said as she turned. “I’ve got it on my cell phone,” Cindy replied. “It didn’t vanish when I went through the gateway.” “I like it on you,” Heather said. “It’s almost as modest as when Cherry’s in costume.” “Almost?” Dee asked. “Your veins and striations show off better,” Heather said. “I also included armbands to accentuate your divine biceps.” “Am I permanently re-colored?” Dee asked. “Do you want to be Comet Girl twenty-four/seven?” Heather asked, “It sets an incredibly high standard for your actions. It also would be a good way for you to lead by example.” “This is really a lot to take in today,” Dee said. “I went from my usual self to muscled better than all but three people, or maybe two, that I know, to actually being offered to be Comet Girl. What’s next? Meeting the fairy queen?” **** They walked pensively for about a half hour. “You know,” Dee said, “I really expected something to happen after my great straight line.” “Sometimes fate refuses to play along,” Heather replied. “Not usually, though.” “Do I have to pay my dues first?” Dee asked. “Cherry’s already done that for the superheroine union,” Heather answered. “There’s a union?” Dee asked. “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” Cherry asked. “I’m working a metaphor here.” Heather tilted her head back to look at the sky, “I really need to work on my delivery.” “By the way, I really hope that I’ll be allowed to appear as Comet Girl when we get back,” Dee said. “You’ve got to pay your dues first,” Heather said. “You’ll also have to get laser-scanned for your action figure so that fans can add to their collection.” “I’m sure that fans will wonder about how the original Comet Girl is the least muscular one,” Dee said. “But she’s the most, um…” Heather cupped her hands in front of herself, “gifted.” They rounded a rocky outcropping to find a chainmaille-clad dark elf, “Greetings Goddess, adventurers.” She leaned in to kiss Heather’s biceps. Heather took in a slight gasp. I felt that, she thought. “It’s good to see you, Lady Neufchatel. These are Dee, my High Priestess, and Cherry Stone, on break from her role as Comet Girl.” “Then greetings, Priestess,” the elf kissed Dee’s biceps. She tilted her head slightly when looking at Cherry, “Heroine.” Heather peeked to Dee, who was gripping her lower lip in her teeth, while her biceps swelled. She turned to face the elf, “To what do we owe the pleasure of your company?” “Her Majesty wishes for your presence in her audience chamber,” Neufchatel replied. “Isn’t the appropriate way to request my presence to pray in my temple?” Heather smugly replied. “You haven’t established one in any part of the Faerie-realm, Earth Mother,” the elf answered. “Building one without knowing what you would find appropriate would be both time-consuming and potentially insulting to you.” “Then I must forgive such transgressions or risk being a poor hostess,” Heather replied. “I would gladly honor Her Majesty with my presence. I would like to appear according to her convenience, as she is Sovereign of the Realm.” “I will convey your response to her at once,” the elf curtsied and turned to leave. She crushed a bead from her necklace and vanished in a flash of darkness. “How are you so calm when meeting actual elves?” Dee asked. “I mean, you’re friends with Shayna, but wasn’t that elf an actual knight, or dame?” “I’ve met Lady Neufchatel before,” Heather replied. “I’m kind of used to seeing her. Also, you should not be awed by her. The opposite is appropriate for you. Your rank is equivalent to a middle noble.” “How do I…” “Fae constantly duel for supremacy,” Heather said. “When in doubt, treat them as equals. They’ll be grateful if they are of lower rank. Equal rank will see it as non-threatening. Higher rank is extremely rare. You’re of a foreign power, so they won’t challenge you if you do not threaten them.” “How do you know all of this?” Dee asked. “Trial and error, reading, and prodding Shayna for information,” Heather answered. “A good barometer for you would be if they offer a kiss to your biceps as a sign of respect and humility.” “Lady Neufchatel caught me off-guard,” Dee said. “You managed to hold back your reaction enough to keep her safe,” Heather replied. “I was surprised, too.” “We’re going to meet an actual fairy queen,” Dee said. “Isn’t there some kind of preparation we should do? Is there one that I need to do? Do I need to learn how to speak in quips and riddles? Won’t I need a fancy gown? I’m in a string bikini that shows off my… everything!” “Correction,” Heather chuckled. “You’re technically nude.” Dee froze in place. “If it makes you feel any better,” Cherry put in, “I am too, whenever I’m in costume.” “That actually does not make it better,” Dee said, blushing. **** “Greetings Goddess, High Priestess, Heroine,” Queen Gouda’s jeweled gown twinkled and reflected the candlelight from the hovering chandeliers as she stood up from her throne. An obsidian blackness showed through the crystal floor. Gouda’s swirling portal vanished behind the group as they appeared in the chamber. Heather whispered, “Keep partially flexed. You want to look your best for important meetings. It shows that you respect who you’re with. Also, stand next to me, not behind.” “Can’t she hear everything we’re saying?” Dee asked. “By the rules of the Fae-Realm, the private conversations of social superiors are incapable of being heard by those of lower rank. It’s also poor form to interrupt others if you are their rank or above,” Heather replied. “So there’s no way to know for sure?” Dee asked. “That requires more years of social training than we have lived for,” Heather answered. “I’m not sure if my station as a Goddess is higher than her one. If we were on earth, it would be, but in the Faerie Realm, I’m an outsider. Also, as high priestess, I think you have a social rank higher than queen but below empress. I’m not sure if she can hear us and it would be rude to ask. Just remember that you are to act according to rank, which means maintaining its authority, but not being abusive.” Heather turned from Dee to Gouda. She approached the dais, her leg muscles rippling with each step. Dee’s expression showed her nervousness as she hopped over a foot high with each step to approach with a series of thuds. I am definitely not being graceful right now, she thought. How does Heather walk normally? I’m barely able to keep from launching myself into the ceiling. That would not be a way to look dignified. She copied Heather’s stance, keeping her various muscles flexed into prominence. Dee’s nervous sweat gave her a reflective sheen that enhanced the striations and pulsing veins that snaked across her form. “I am glad that you agreed to brighten my home with your divine presence,” Gouda tilted her head to meet Heather’s biceps with a kiss over its prominent vein. “Who could refuse one of your invitations?” Heather replied. “It is an honor to meet Heather’s Avatar,” the elf met Dee’s vascular peak with a kiss as it expanded to her height. “You look to be an ideal fit for your role.” “Um, th… thank you, your Majesty,” Dee stammered. Her pulse echoed in the chamber. “You are exactly what I had hoped a fae monarch would be like.” Don’t be wishy-washy, Dee thought. Be more assertive! “Other rulers should use you as an example of grace, power, wisdom and respectful humility.” Dee’s hazel eyes glowed as she concentrated and spoke. “I thank you for your compliments and welcome you to my humble home,” Gouda replied. “I hope that I and it live up to the expectations of yourself and your omnipotent biceps, mighty one.” She kissed Dee’s biceps again. “They offer their comfort and support to their adherents, “Dee answered. “As you know, Heather does not seek to gain rulership over any region.” “Your Majesty,” Heather interrupted. “Aren’t you pledged to Genie in exchange for her channeling Faerie’s magical power to you?” “Genie is to be respected for what she is,” Gouda replied as she kept a hand on Dee’s biceps. “She is kind, generous and beautiful. She is also incredibly loyal, caring deeply for me, the kingdom and for her friends. Genie has been chosen by the realm to be a power node of its magical potential. I am grateful that she has chosen to share her magic with me and my domain.” Doesn’t that define her as a goddess?” Heather asked. The elf shook her head, “Godhood is a mortal conceit. No fae would claim to be a divine being. It is against our nature. No matter how ancient, powerful or skilled, we do not trifle with the spirit realm. That is the purview of angels, demons and humans, and only the latter may ascend. “With that explained, I would be amiss if I did not conclude with introductions. I had given my herald the day off, so I have to attend to them myself.” Gouda gave a slight smirk before she looked at Cherry, “Welcome to the Faerie Realm and to my court, great heroine. The tales of your actions and your sacrifice have preceded you. You will always be welcome here.” Cherry’s cheeks and neck flushed dark pink as she curtseyed, “Thank you, your Majesty.” Gouda stayed on the dais, next to where Dee’s peak extended to. “It would be easier to speak in familiar terms, so that none of us have to consider hidden consequences of our stations and statements. So long as you agree to speak honestly, I will continue.” When she saw all three nod in agreement, Gouda said, “I scried your location when I felt your arrival and saw why you chose such a distant, barren point.” “It was the ideal spot,” Dee added. “I didn’t discern what you were speaking about, but you showed kindness by demonstrating what your biceps could effortlessly accomplish in a way that harmed no one,” Gouda said. Not that I didn’t try to hear, Gouda thought. “I was able to see that Cherry and Cindy both gave respect to your biceps and looked to be unafraid. That showed me that your demonstration wasn’t one of malice.” “We are both pledged to them,” Cherry said. “I see,” Queen Gouda tapped her lower lip with her free index finger. “So they do provide benefit and comfort to their adherents. No wonder two of Earth-Realms' mightiest superheroines worship them.” She thought for a second, then took a breath. “I should get to one of the reasons that I invited you here. There is a problem in the plains where the grain farmers live, and I think that it would take negligible effort for you to solve it.” “Oh?” Dee replied, “What is it?” Good, Heather thought. She didn’t immediately volunteer to handle it. “Plaidbeard has crossed into my territories and has been raiding,” Gouda said. “His pirates have commandeered several prairie schooners and their cargo from the harvest. I cannot offer ransom, should he demand it, as that would provide incentive for him to repeat this next year. Even worse, he may not offer to sell it back, but would instead ferry it away to prepare a lake of beer, or whatever else fits his whim.” “Why don’t you have your own people stopping him, Your Majesty?” Heather asked. “He normally operated far away, and it would take too long to construct landships to challenge him,” Gouda replied. “I cannot refuse to help those in need,” Dee offered. “My biceps are pledged to aid others. Plaidbeard’s plan will not succeed. We will stop him.” “Thank you for your generous offer, Goddess,” Gouda replied. “You may gather what supplies you need in the city before I offer a gateway to transport you.” “We don’t need any weapons,” Dee said. “I’m also sure that no weapons the pirates have could harm me, so I think we’re ready to go right away. Your farmers should not have to suffer a minute longer.” “I could find the location and open a portal so that you don’t need to,” Heather said. Gouda shook her head, “I trust that your divination ability would let you find him, but the backlash of your travel spell could harm any magicians in the capitol. It is also a minor service that I am happy to provide.” **** “Dee,” Heather said once Gouda’s portal had vanished. “You’re not used to dealing with the fae. You did an excellent job of maintaining your status, but you fell into a service trap.” “What’s that?” Dee asked. “Volunteering to do anything for them binds you to that task,” Heather replied. “Any agreement made with them is seen as a contract. Even saying that you’d do something figuratively means you will live up to it.” “Oh…” Dee nodded, “If someone were to say ‘Yeah, I’ll do that.’ they’d have to do it. That’s dangerous.” “Very,” Heather said. “Also, never issue an idle threat. They are always seen as genuine.” She grasped Dee’s shoulder, “I almost forgot, saying ‘thank you’ places you in their debt. They’ll be able to call upon you to render a service of their choosing. They can have you undertake an arduous, prolonged quest in exchange for telling you the time of day. Always use other terms in place of that one.” “Their rules make conversations difficult,” Dee said. “It’s something they enjoy,” Heather replied. “They find it fun.” “I have a question, if I may interrupt,” Cherry asked. “Of course you may,” Heather replied. “It is only ‘Official Goddess business' if we tell you it is. Otherwise, they are friendly matters that we’re discussing.” “Queen Gouda said that this is one of the reasons she asked us to her court,” Cherry said. “What is the other one?” Heather cocked her head as she looked at Dee. Dee nodded, “That part is official Goddess business between me and her.” “I see,” Cherry replied. “In that case, the Queen said that the farming hamlet is about two miles down the road.” “Dee,” Heather said. “What you did with Queen Gouda was very dangerous.” “How is that?” Dee replied, “She admitted that she was in awe of my biceps, so it is only fitting that she follows them.” She bent one arm and cupped the fingers of the same hand over her biceps’ peak. “That’s why I’m so pumped right now.” “She’s a major power,” Heather said. “She’s also a much more skilled sorceress than I am. I don’t know exactly how, but there is no way she isn’t gaining an advantage from you.” **** “Look, a farm!” Dee pointed along the barely discernible path. “Thank… you!” Cherry replied, “That means we’re not too far from the town. My legs are really sore.” “We’ll make sure to take breaks more often,” Heather said. “This is a good and bad thing about being normal here,” Cherry said. “The first is that it’s nice to be a regular person. It lets me enjoy the contrast against either of you. The second is that I’d probably be in a lot of danger wandering around an alien world if I weren’t with either of you.” “I wonder why Gouda put us that far away from where we were going?” Dee asked. “Maybe she needed time to get her crystal ball, scrying pond or mirror set up,” Heather replied. “Either of us could carry Cherry and jog to the town,” Dee said. “It can’t be more than a few miles.” “We’re here on vacation as much as we’re now under a geas to stop Plaidbeard’s plan,” Heather replied. “The sights along the way are as important as what we’re doing.” “Don’t we get a reward in exchange for doing a service?” Dee asked. “There is only if you arrange for one,” Heather said. “Someone was so focused on aweing a certain monarch into subservience that she didn’t think of such mundane matters.” “Should I abandon her now, Goddess?” Dee asked. “Of course not,” Heather shook her head. “You took a gamble and it’s paid off… so far,” Heather whispered the last part. “I get the feeling that should anything amiss come from this, I’m on my own,” Dee replied. “Whatever gives you that idea?” Heather half closed her eyes. “I may be gaining character from my actions,” Dee said. “I'd suggest that you not push your luck for double or nothing while we’re here,” Heather replied. “I’m happy with what I’ve got now,” Dee said. “It’s more than I ever imagined having. It’s both exhilarating and awe-inducing that she’s bound to me, or more accurately, my center of power,” she looked at Cherry. “That’s an enormous load of responsibility.” “The feeling of being overwhelmed will pass after a while,” Heather said. “At least it did for me.” “There’s something that I’ve been thinking of that I want to ask you about, Goddess,” Dee said. “What is that?” Heather asked. “You should never hesitate to ask me anything.” “Why didn’t you make Cherry your high priestess instead of me?” Dee asked. “Wouldn’t that give her even more purpose in life?” “She’s already Comet Girl, and that takes up nearly all of her time,” Heather answered. “She’d get a lot more free time if I filled in for her,” Dee said. “You could have boosted me to whatever strength level I’m at without hyperflexing. I’m pretty sure that’s enough to face anything that shows up.” “There’s… another reason,” Heather replied. “I didn’t think of linking you to Gaia to free Cherry to have leisure time.” She looked down and pulled in a deep breath, “Cherry enjoys being dominated and I really like feeling her prayers. She’s happy that way.” Dee looked at Cherry, “I’d like your honest reply for this. Would you have wanted to be Heather’s high priestess?” “Wow,” Cherry answered. “Why would I ever be dishonest?” She thought for a few seconds, “I couldn’t do it. I really couldn’t. First, that would mean giving up on being Comet Girl, and that’s kinda important to me. It's nice that Heather, Candi and you could take over, but it’s who I am. Also, I don’t want any of you to need to do that, like, twenty four hours a day.” “Cherry’s being a bit too generous with her assessment,” Heather said. “No one else has her set of abilities. People would be disappointed if Comet Girl suddenly stopped flying while leaving a burning trail. That’s kind of her signature move.” “I just noticed something,” Dee said. “You’ve accepted me as able to stand in for Comet Girl.” “I cannot deny you if you wish to assume that role,” Cherry replied. “I must respect the desires of the Goddess’ avatar. You also fill out the costume very well.” “I need to butt in here,” Heather said. “You’re going to have to earn the right to the yellow and red body paint. The first appearance in public as Comet Girl will be on karma credit. Subsequent adventures will require you to have built up a reserve of good deeds.” **** “Um.. could you please repeat that,” The farmer said. “This may sound a bit rude, but I was kind of distracted.” “I’m used to it,” Heather replied. “People take a good amount of time to get used to me.” “I hope to live that long,” the farmer replied. “I’m not an ageless fae.” “So, Plaidbeard is an actual pirate,” Heather said. “But we’re nowhere near a sea, or even a huge lake. Do he and his crew run in some kind of formation?” The farmer chuckled, “That would be an interesting sight. Didn’t the Queen tell you about him when she sent you here to help against him?” “We set out in a rush and didn’t take time to ask,” Heather looked at Dee. “I was very eager to do some good,” Dee tilted her head back. “A very good excuse,” Heather said. “So, what does he do to earn the title of pirate, rather than highwayman or just robber?” Dee asked. “He and his crew sail in aboard their prairie schooner and, as he terms it, they ‘appropriate’ whatever they want,” He answered. “I’m still a little confused,” Dee said. “What’s a prairie schooner?” “The term is a bit confusing,” He nodded and cupped a hand over Dee’s biceps peak. “Technically, they ride aboard a cutter, not a schooner. It’s a grass cutter. He’s named it ‘The Lawn Mower.’” Dee stared at him helplessly for a couple of seconds, “Imagine that I’d never seen one, please.” “They trundle across the plains in a grand sailing cart,” He replied. “It is very impressive when you first see it, nearly as impressive as my present company is.” “I knew that things here were different than they are on earth, but I didn’t realize the full extent,” Dee said. “Please don’t tell me that the crops graze on sheep, chickens and cows.” “Siren grass is very particular,” the farmer replied. “It only feeds on rams, roosters and bulls. It also gets angry if its meals are delayed, and that sours the grain.” “Is that what grows here?” Dee asked. He shook his head, “Too much work. We’re raising ogre barley.” “What’s that?” Dee asked. “It’s our specialty.” He puffed out his chest. “One grand seed per stalk. Makes the finest beer and whiskey in the land.” “We need to either capture him or drive him off,” Heather said. “Do you think he’ll be raiding again any time soon?” “He’s here once per week, like clockwork,” the farmer answered. “And the last time was?” Heather asked. “A few days ago.” **** “We’ve got to plan on how we’re going to catch them,” Heather said. “That’s a lot more difficult than just fighting. It's really hard using safe amounts of force, and you’ve had no practice.” “Then what could we do?” Dee asked. “Either of us should be able to catch his vehicle, no matter how large it is.” “We might be able to run as fast as it, but Cherry can’t,” Heather answered. “Stopping it suddenly could injure the crew. We’ll need to board his ship.” “How are we going to do that?” Dee asked. “We’ll need a sloop or something that’ll catch up with his cutter,” Heather replied. “Where are we getting that?” Dee asked. “I don’t think there’s any place to buy one.” “We’ll build it!” Heather announced. “Build it?” Dee asked. “I can design one,” Cherry interrupted. “It’ll be easy to work out an appropriate shape based on the type of wood.” “How do you…” Dee replied. “Appropriate angles and dimensions are calculated,” Cherry said. “The shape follows math formulae.” “I forgot that you can do that,” Heather said. “It doesn’t come up often,” Cherry replied. “Dee and I will follow your instructions as you use your super-mathematics and super-boatwright skills,” Heather said. **** “Heightened strength makes construction a lot easier,” Dee said as she pushed a nail through a plank, producing a loud ‘Grunk!’, using her fingertip. “Pinching the boards and posts instead of cutting them saves a lot of time,” Heather added. “We’ve got a decent sized audience,” Cherry looked around the barn. “I’d take time out to watch a boat being built, too,” Dee said. “Especially when the ones doing the work are so well-built,” Cherry added. “Do we have to put the steering in the back?” Dee asked. “Rear-wheel steering in a car seems like it would be a bad idea.” “That’s how it's done in boats,” Cherry answered. “I’m not going to fault thousands of years of design.” “How do we stop once we get going?” Heather asked. “Tossing an anchor seems like it would lead to bad things.” “We’re going to have to coast to a stop,” Cherry replied. “Unless either of you wants to mold out the parts for a set of brakes by hand. Bronze ones are going to be kind of oversized and heavy.” “Extra weight will reduce our maximum speed, won’t it?” Dee asked. “I really don’t want to have to run in back of our land-yacht and push,” Heather said. “That’ll ruin the effect of using sails. It also won’t be too fun for me.” “How did you manage to get sails for us, Goddess?” Cherry asked. “You said that you’d take care of it. Did you enchant some?” “They’d be summoned, by technical definition,” Heather answered. “What I did was simpler. I took care of grinding the villagers’ remaining ogre barley in exchange for their help in sewing them for us.” **** “Cherry, Goddess,” one of the townspeople sprinted into the barn and stopped in front of Cherry and Dee. He kissed Dee’s biceps and turned to where Heather was standing at the opposite end of the interior and gave a deep bow, “Goddess.” He looked back toward Dee, “Plaidbeard is approaching! It is time for you to stop him.” “How do you know that he’s coming?” Dee asked. “His crew’s singing arrives before they are seen,” He answered. “We’ll set off after him in just a few minutes,” Dee said. “Thank you,” he gave another kiss. “I’ll let everyone know.” Once he had departed, Dee looked at Heather, “I’ve kind of given up on correcting people as to my role. I’m letting them do what makes them happy.” “Have you noticed something about how people talk to you?” Heather asked. “It took me a few days to realize it when my powers started manifesting.” “You mean how respectful they are?” Dee asked. “They are talking to your biceps the way they talk to Comet Girl’s boobs,” Heather answered. “Also, why am I the only one attaching the wheels to the axles?” “You’re the one who banished me from the task when I kept crushing the hubs by squeezing them too much, Greater Goddess,” Dee replied. Heather pushed the final wheel into place and gave the fastenings a gentle pinch, “We’re going to have to set up practice sessions for you to gain better control of your strength. I have some tedious things in mind.” “Juggling eggs?” Dee asked, “Wax on, wax off?” “I might have to include those, Dee-san,” Heather replied. “Our land-yacht is ready. Cherry and I will climb aboard. It’s your job to push the craft out of the barn and to get it underway. You can hop onboard once the sails catch the wind.” “What if we are going too fast for Dee to do that?” Cherry asked. “I was thinking that she wouldn’t let go and would just lift herself onboard,” Heather replied. “That could be really awkward,” Dee said. “I haven’t sprinted since you elevated my position, so I don’t know how fast I can go. I also don’t want to crunch through the boards by mistake.” “We could tie a rope around your waist, but being dragged behind isn’t dignified,” Heather replied. “Use your judgment. We don’t want to go so fast that the wagon flies apart.” Cherry used the tiller to steer them as Dee got the wagon outside. “It’s like being on an airplane during take-off, but a hundred times scarier!” She shouted over the rumbling of the wheels. She gripped the control arm tight enough to blanche her fingertips. Dee gave the wagon a final push in front of her to have it go faster than her jogging pace, then leaped up and forward. She landed in front of the craft with an ‘Oof!’ a second before being run over by it. Both passengers bounced as they ran over the impromptu obstacle. “A little less ‘Oomph!’ for your next try,” Heather called out. Once Dee was on board, she said, “I’m glad no one was taking pictures.” “I might remind you of how you smacked yourself into the ground and got yourself run over in the future,” Heather said. “I take it that super-leaping will be added to my curriculum,” Dee replied. “Is there a theme in the names of villages and towns? We’re helping Chesterfield.” “I’ve heard of Wainscoting and Duvet, so yes, home furnishings are in style,” Heather said. “I think I see Plaidbeard’s prairie schooner. We’re coming at it from behind and a little from the side.” “It’s painted black and flying the Jolly Roger,” Cherry said. “That plus the loud sea shanties coming from it kind of gives it away.” “He’s headed to those other wagons,” Dee said. “We’ve got to stop him.” “He’s faster than us,” Heather said. She pursed her lips and blew at one of the sails. “It’s not working.” “Is that supposed to?” Dee asked. “I haven’t tried it before,” Heather replied. “It works in cartoons. Maybe if I had a bazillion cubic foot lung capacity…” “Can you conjure up a breeze that affects us and not them?” Cherry asked. “It's really difficult to control the results when I overpower utility spells,” Heather answered. “Breaking the sound barrier on our sloop might not be fun,” Cherry said. “Flattening and flooding a hundred acres of farmland might also not be fun.” Heather looked at Dee. “Looks like it’s time to break out our outboard motor.” “Pushing is very undignified,” Dee said. “That’s why I’m not doing it,” Heather blew on her nails and rubbed them on the front of her shirt. Once they had trundled up next to the larger schooner, Dee boarded the sloop. Heather shouted, “Plaidbeard! You are to bring the Lawn Mower to a stop and surrender to the authority of Queen Gouda!” A grizzled pirate with a peg head peered over the side of Plaidbeard’s craft. His carved face remained motionless as his voice answered, “We don’t answer to no queen. Git away or we’ll drown your sloop with bilge water!” That is no way to speak to the monarch’s representatives,” Heather said. “Are you even the captain?” “Of course not!” His reply was shouted, “Do I look to have the requisite facial hair?” “You look to be lacking all facial characteristics,” Heather replied. “Who are you, and where is he?” A flamboyantly attired pirate with a flowing and patterned beard leaned over the side of the landship, “I am Plaidbeard. My first mate can be a bit testy. I have heard your baseless demands and politely refuse to comply. Instead, I order you to surrender.” “We most certainly will not!” Heather replied. “You are the one responsible for theft.” “I like to term it barterless trading,” Plaidbeard said. “I am politely offering you a second chance of surrender. No matter how impressive you may look, there are only three members of your crew, and I have a great equalizer if you happen to be as magically gifted as you are physically.” “Is every villain here so… smarmy?” Dee asked. “Only us notable ones,” Plaidbeard answered. “There are no terms by which we would surrender to the likes of you!” Heather called out. “I would love to be the type that you would surrender to,” The pirate captain replied. “As much as this pains my heart, I have no choice but to take extreme measures. It is most distasteful that I must destroy such extreme beauty. If it is of any condolence, this action will weigh upon my conscience.” “Puh-lease!” Heather said, “Seduction via murderous threats doesn’t work.” “Then so be it,” He replied. A pair of drawbridge styled doors opened on the side of his ship, revealing cannons cast to look like dragon’s mouths. Heather put a force wall around Cherry just before they fired. The pair of wagons’ movement cleared the flames and smoke, to show Cherry and Dee unaffected, while Heather’s outfit was reduced to smoldering rags. She adjusted her glasses, “That was uncalled for.” “That you’ve survived is very impressive,” Plaidbeard said. He looked at Dee, “That your outfit has survived is incredibly impressive…” Cherry shouted, “Ready your grapples and board!” as her force bubble vanished into sparkles. “Aye, Cap’n!” Dee picked up her line and tossed it up the taller cart’s mast. She gave a tug of the rope to sink the metal prongs in. She hopped, crunching the deck of her own sloop. Dee landed on Plaidbeard’s ship, her quadriceps flexing as she braced for the barely felt impact. Heather cupped a hand beneath Cherry’s ass to lift her to sit straddling on top of her biceps. She held her arm straight out to the side, with her elbow bent at 90 degrees. This had Cherry facing Heather. Cherry was seated at the same height as the top of Heather’s head. She was raised up on top of the thick vein that crossed over her biceps. Cherry gasped as the vein throbbed, sending the pressure waves of Heather’s heartbeat through her body. She grasped the sides of Heather’s head and shuddered. I’m glad that I reinforced the spell protecting her from my pulse, Heather thought. I’ll have to anchor that spell to Dee as well. I’d rather she ask for a biceps ride every day than ask to have her soul absorbed by it. “Brace yourself!” She thought, Cherry can’t hear me, as she followed Dee onto Plaidbeard’s ship. Cherry slumped against Heather’s side as she was set onto her feet. When the second hypermuscular girl landed and set the blonde down next to her, the crew pulled out their cutlasses, belaying pins, and daggers. Dee sat a hand on her hip, so that her bicep’s peak barely touched her side, “Really? You’re going to fight us? This is like watching a dragon shrug off a trebuchet hit and thinking your mace is going to do the trick.” “You might be running low on protective magic,” The peg-headed first mate shouted. Heather stepped in front of Cherry, “Do we look like we need spells to ignore your attacks? I excuse you for not recognizing me. Also, if I were of a sadistic bent, I’d let you break your weapons and injure yourselves by attacking us.” Plaidbeard raised a hand and held his other arm out to the side, so that his sword blocked the crew from moving forward, “Hold your attacks. This is a fray I’d rather not enter.” He looked at Heather and Dee, then bowed to them, “I think that negotiations are the best course of action.” **** “Wow, you’re looking very… healthy,” Dee looked up at Cherry. “Thanks,” Cherry replied. “It’s good to know that I fill out immediately upon returning from the Faerie Realm.” She turned to Heather, “Does what happens in the Faerie Realm have to stay in the Faerie Realm?” “I think you’re thinking of a different location,” Heather replied. “It’s more like will anyone believe you’ve been there.” “Do you think Plaidbeard will accept Queen Gouda’s offer to become a privateer?” Cherry asked. “Do you think anyone is able to say ‘no’ to her?” Heather asked. “We should have gotten some kind of reward for stopping his piracy?” Dee said. Heather shook her head, “Not if we agreed to aid her without negotiating for payment.” “I guess it would be wrong to ask a follower for anything,” Dee said. “I’m kind of glad that she kissed my biceps.” “About that…” Heather said, “She’s a fae. They are inherently disloyal. It’s physically and psychologically impossible for them to maintain a permanent tie.” “Does that apply to Shayna as well?” Dee asked. “I hadn’t thought of that,” Heather replied. “I don’t remember if she accepted my position as Goddess or if she swore an oath. The latter is permanent unless I release her. I don’t want her to be a follower against her will. I’ll need to ask her about that.” “Voluntary means more,” Dee said. “Of course,” Heather answered. “Now that we’re back from our impromptu adventure, there’s a couple of things I want to ask about,” Dee said. “First, none of my clothes are going to fit me anymore. Second, is the Comet Girl costume permanent?” “We can hit Candi up for a wardrobe for you,” Heather replied. “That won’t be a problem. As far as the latter, consider yourself on a twenty-four hour trial. If you live up to the title, I expect that Cherry will allow you to fill in as needed.”...
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