The Aztec Chimerae

I'd recieved the junkmail letter like everyone else.The one stating that the

universe would end at 4:01AM on Jan 01 2012 according to the Aztecs.The

letter had a access code and a website http/aztecs. and invited

me to take part in a new research study the believers were conducting by submitting

my real name to the website,Incidentally I'd also survive the end of the universe

if I did so and become a " Special New Associate of Kindred Entities".

Naturally I tossed the letter aside and it wasn't till after I'd returned from ushering

in the New Year at my grandparents did I remember some nutter group of New Age

fanatics was saying the world would end in a little more than 3 hours.

Better safe than sorry I thought and looked about for the letter.It was still lying

in the wastepaper basket so I fished it out and logged into the website.The front page

was a Flash animation of a naked Aztec priestess gyrating about as she turned into a

huge feather winged serpent with legs.

I submitted my name to the website

with 3 hours to spare.

Oma and Opa had given me their grandson a fifty as a New Years present so

I was feeling generous.I typed their names into the websites database.

I was feeling very generous,so I also typed in the names of my relatives,including

some that were no longer around.

Then I went to bed,confident that the world would still be there when I woke up.

The time was 3:01AMJan 01 2012 .

I dreamed that thousands of tiny sharp hands were rubbing away at my chest and

hips with sandpaper and I remember that there was this beautiful brownhaired woman

with blue eyes underneath me who I was having whoopee with.

Then I slowly began to awaken and it felt like I was in this warm slick tunnel

that was rhythmically expanding and contracting around me and pushing me

along.

Then I heard the

" CLIKKK"

and awoke to screams of pain behind me,a gun barrel pointed at my face from

inches away and the feeling that I was stark naked,wet and slimy and had tiny

breasts,long hair and a weird feeling in my crotch.

I covered the gun barrel with my hands,gave a high pitched shriek and shook

my head to get my long bangs out of my eyes.

I was a newly born 12 year old girl born out a preachers elderly wife and the time was

4:01AM September 1 1912.

That shotgun was still sticking in my face and I looked into the preachers eyes

and immediately knew all that had happenned.

They'd been a childless couple.A postcard had arrived from a Aztec group promising

conception.They'd prayed.She got pregnant with what seemed a normal child.

Nine months later she went into labour and instead of the cute tiny baby girl feet out came

my huge bare feet out of the breech.

" They never promised I'd be a baby" I said as I pushed down the gun,

" Put it away and help me father" I said as I looked back at my birth mother ,who had stopped

screaming and was gasping,rattling and coughing up clear fluids out of her lungs.

I got down on her and felt that putting my mouth to hers was the right thing

to do.While the preacher used the towels and warm water to clean her up I sucked the

fluid out of her lungs,massaged her chest and helped her to breathe .

We all survived the night.