TracerBulletBilly: The Oddity - Defection

Book Two: Defection

Waves of blond hair gleaming brighter than the sun, a red hibiscus the size of a four man fishing boat behind one ear, Giantess Gretchen glares down at the assembled army. She moves forward on legs longer and more supple than any palm tree, her magnificent body barely covered by her brightly colored robes.

Her voice booms forth, "Too many pets to play with!"

Billy-Odysseus strides forward, cups his hands and shouts up, "Giantess Gretchen, your legend precedes you! Can you give us about ten minutes to convene a council of war and figure out how best to kill you? Please?!"

Gretchen belly laughs causing several of the troops to cover their ears, "You have five minutes to come up with your puny scheme or until I get bored, and I easily get bored."

Billy-Odysseus returns to the group consisting of lbb-Agamemnon, FridayFridayFoFriday, adonace, jem_takenbyGoddessAphrodite, and Tracer-Achilles, "OK we've got five minutes, if we need more time we'll send in a red shirt repeater to distract her. What are we going to do?"

lbb-Agamemnon arises to his full height, "As commander and chief of this Army I shall decide on the plan for defeating this Giant woman!"

At that moment PantyBoy-Menelaus comes running up the beach, "lbb-Agamemnon, my brother, I've just arrived with your new ship of the line! All the custom work you ordered knocked back the delivery date a few weeks."

lbb-Agamemnon solemnly ponders his council of war, "Be right back" and goes tearing off down the beach, his brother trailing behind.

lbb-Agamemnon's ship, The Honey Bee, is a magnificent vessel a third longer than the ::giggle:: and decked out with all the latest gadgets and gizmo's. Weeping openly lbb-Agamemnon traces his hand along the fine pin striping and carvings of Aphrodite-Grace along the railings.

"Rowing benches of the finest boot leather?"

"Of course my lord."

"My cabin, stuffed full of the finest pornographic tablets? With a comfy bed all to myself? Not that we Vulcans care about such things."

"Naturally my liege."

"I am going to get so laid in this thing!"

While lbb-Agamemnon plays with his new boat the war council considers alternatives. Billy-Odysseus contemplates adonace, "You're something of a pretty boy there adonace. Would you deeply object to being tied up between two palm trees and offered as a sacrifice to the Giantess? She might let the rest of us pass if you were to spend all of eternity shoved between Her bosoms."

"billy-Odysseus, I'm thinking that's not such a hot idea. I think that might irritate Peitho-Kate." Replies an ashen adonace, "Perhaps we can sort of gang tackle Her ..."

The council gets a good laugh out of that.

"Your time is up!" remarks the Giantess.

billy-Odysseus glances over to Tracer-Achilles, "Send in a red shirt repeater to stall Her!"

A repeater, clutching his shield and Soup Spoon of Sorrow strides forth and begins babbling, "Uh, hi there Giantess Gretchen. I just wanted to let you know that I recently purchased some lipstick and I'm gonna schedule my makeover real soo.."

A massive foot crashes down on the poor repeater leaving a grease spot on the beach. Giantess Gretchen moves with amazing speed to one end of the army crushing anyone in Her path, bends down and waving her arms and gently blowing stirs up a horrendous sandstorm driving the army into the woods.

The army stumbles along shielding their eyes from the stinging sand and are marshaled into a huge field capable of holding twice their number. There are various structures and huge wheels with bonfires lit under them and a long wall running off to the right, a sign posted above an opening reading, "Maze."

Several of the red shirts begin complaining their voices rising into a cacophony of bellyaching.

"Tracer-Achilles you never mentioned we'd be crushed like bugs or mummified! This sucks!"

"Why are we here? Thin mints? I'm already overweight!"

"I quit! Life wasn't so bad without mints, I just want to go home, pick up my Oracle, speak to a Goddess and get off!"

Hera-Ally blinks into existence. Magnificent. Splendid. Striking. Goddess Queen. Her breathtaking voice washes over the host causing thousands of cocks to stir, "Those of you wishing to return to your previous life without thin mints, please come stand behind me."

It takes about thirty minutes or so for 20,000 of the former allies to move behind Hera-Ally leaving about five hundred in a small cluster around Tracer-Achilles.

Hera-Ally smiles gently at the five hundred, "Will you not join us my friends? Surly you can see how hopeless your cause has become. Come back from the mad, rage filled path Tracer-Achilles has set you upon before it's too late."

Tracer-Achilles strides forth, "We will accomplish our goal, we will recover the mints! And You know Goddess it's not just about the mints ... not anymore."

Hera-Ally's face hardens into one of majestic beauty, She sadly whispers, "Fools ..."

Then growing in size until She's a full head taller than the five giant sisters who have silently approached their playground out of deference to the Queen of the Goddesses, She addresses the Giantesses.

"You may play with these as you wish but may not harm them. I will need them shortly. After this matter is resolved you will be given five hundred repeaters to do with as you wish, one hundred for each of you. These five hundred blockheads," pointing to Tracer-Achilles group, "will be permitted to depart and return to their ships should any survive!"

Giantess Gretchen replies, "Of course Goddess"

Blinking out of existence, leaving a large vacuum of air that crashes together like a thunderclap Hera-Ally reappears on Olympos. Hands on hips, glaring at Aphrodite-Grace She says, "What the holy hell is going on?! If Tracer-Achilles is in denial ..."