AN: Last chapter got some really nice reviews, so I decided to sit down today and put in a little work towards the next chapter. A few hours later, I found myself with most of a chapter written, and decided I might as well finish it. Wish it was always this easy.
Lincon's eyes shot open as Consciousness finally won its battle against Pain. It's job complete, Consciousness handed the keys back to Pain and told him to lock up when he was done.
"Aaaaaaarg!" He screamed, spasming in agony.
"Lincoln!" The pale haired boy's screaming was abruptly cut short as a pair of arms wrapped around him and pulled him into a tight embrace. Lincoln's aching body immediately relaxed as a familiar softness enveloped his face, suggesting he'd developed some sort of Pavlovian response. Interesting, but probably not worth dwelling upon at the moment. Based on the size and degree of softness, he could immediately rule out Leni or Lynn as the culprit, those two representing the extreme ends of the scale. Lori was also definitely out, and after her most recent adventure, so was Luan. That could only leave...
"Luna!" Lincoln gasped as he managed to surface for air, catching a brief glimpse of his music loving sister's tear-stained face before he was pulled into an even tighter embrace. This was an entirely different kind of pain, but at least he could appreciate that it came from a better place.
"I'm here too." Sam's voice called out. Once again, Lincoln managed to squirm his way free, or at least, free enough to get a look at his surroundings. He and Luna appeared to be situated in the back of a van, and towards the front he could see the familiar cyan-tinged, blonde head of his sister's girlfriend, waving to them from the driver's seat.
"But don't stop on my account, Linc." The blonde continued. "Luna was super worried about you, so make sure you show her your appreciation. Take her in your arms, look deeply into her eyes, then take your hand and firmly grasp her—"
Lincoln! It's about time you woke up! We need to go back, there's not much—
"Aaaaaaah!"
Seven's interjection was interrupted as Luna and Sam began screaming in harmony, the end result surprisingly melodic. So shocked was Sam that she slammed on the breaks, causing the van to swerve wildly—
"Aaaaaaaah!" —And now all of them were screaming. It was going to be one of those days. Well, moreso than it already had been.
"So that's the thing that's talking in our heads?" Luna asked, frowning as she poked at the metallic band wrapped around Lincoln's wrist. The trio were sitting in the back of the van together. Things had gotten a little harrowing during Sam's brief loss of control, but fortunately the citizens of Royal Woods had gotten very good at making themselves scarce when giant women started brawling. The end result left the area around the park looking like a veritable ghost town, and she'd been able to right the vehicle without any serious damage being suffered. Though, someone would have to explain the scratched paint job to Chunk...
That is correct, Ms. Luna. My name is Seven, and I am Lincoln's combat advisor. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.
"Uh, yeah." Luna mumbled, still weirded out. "Rockin."
"And that girl back there tearing up the park, that was Lynn?" Sam asked, insistently, an odd gleam in her eyes.
Yes. Seven affirmed. Circumstances dictated that Ms. Lynn take up the fight today. But more importantly—
"Wow." Sam mused, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "So Lincoln has magic makeout powers."
I...suppose that's correct, broadly speaking. But it's imperative that—
"Luna!" Sam turned to her girlfriend, an eager grin on her face. "Would you mind if I—"
"No." The rocker replied flatly, putting one arm around Lincoln and pulling him closer to her.
"But Luuuunes." Sam whined. "I just wanna—"
"No."
"But I'd use my powers benevolently, and—"
"You absolutely would not." Luna corrected her.
"No, I wouldn't." Sam immediately conceded. "I'd crush my enemies underfoot and rule with an iron fist. But when you think about it—"
Lincoln! Seven interjected, sounding exasperated. We don't have time for this! We need to go back to the park immediately!
"What? No way." Luna hugged Lincoln protectively. "That place was a warzone! Lincoln fell like, a million feet from the air—"
I'd approximate it was two, possibly three hundred at most. And fortunately, Lincoln seems to have developed some degree of super human durability. I'm curious if this is another side effect of exposure to gionic energy, or if it's simply because of all the bone-crushing hugs you people subject him to on a regular basis...
"The point is, we're not taking Lincoln back there!" Luna growled, tightening her grip on the boy. "Besides, Lynn seemed like she was doing alright..."
"Aside from all the times when she was literally getting pounded into the ground." Sam pointed out.
"She was just getting her bearings." Luna waved dismissively. "Say what you will about Lynn Loud, the girl's a scrapper. Give her enough time and she'll take that bimbo down, no problem."
There was a pregnant pause. "Right?" Luna asked, her voice quivering ever so slightly.
Possibly. Seven conceded. But time is exactly the issue here! Also proximity, but mostly time!
"You, uh, you might need to elaborate a bit, Seven." Lincoln said, prompting the device to continue.
Organics. Seven grumbled. In order to maintain their transformation, the Gigant needs a constant connection with their power source. Normally, this is accomplished by simply wearing the source, but your unique circumstances prevent that from being an option. Fortunately, it turned out that I was still able to maintain the transformation by simply staying near the Gigant—
"You didn't know that would work?" Lincoln asked, looking slightly green.
Nothing about our present circumstances allow for even a semblance of the manner in which I was intended to be operated. Seven admitted. We've been forced to test the limits of my capabilities via fairly extreme experimentation, and we've been very lucky thus far. But more relevant to the matter at hand is that your abduction, well-meant as it was, has placed me far beyond my operation range.
Lincoln, Luna, and Sam exchanged nervous glances.
"What...what does that mean?" Luna asked, anxiously.
What happens when a device connected to one of your wi-fi networks leaves the affected area?
"It...disconnects." Lincoln supplied, his eyes widening in horror as the gravity of the situation sunk in.
Lynn grunted in pain as blocked another of the mysterious woman's attacks, taking the full force of the blow on her crossed forearms. Being huge was awesome, but it did have its drawbacks. Lynn was lean and petite, and she normally advantage of that to outmaneuver her opponent and strike hard when their guard was down, that strategy had server her well in any number of karate tournaments. Now, there was a lot more of her, she was a lot more...uh, dense, that was the word. Which, as Lisa had explained to her, didn't mean "stupid", it meant something was thick, or solid. Which explained why she couldn't move around as freely as she was used to.
The other woman snarled, raising her fists in preparation for a two-handed hammer blow, presumably intending to shatter what was left of Lynn's guard with one powerful strike. Unfortunately for her, this left her wide open.
Capitalizing on her opponent's moment of weakness, Lynn lashed out with an uppercut and grinned as her fist connected with the woman's chin with a meaty THWACK, the force of the punch sending the woman flying up unto the air, and then crashing into the ground a short distance away. Lynn flexed her arm, and gave her knuckles a quick kiss. She may not be as fast as she was used to, but she was a hell of a lot stronger.
"Give me the boy." The woman hissed as she staggered to her feet.
"Never!" Lynn spat, settling into a combat stance. "What do you even want with him?"
"He has something inside him that I need." The woman replied, as she began to circle around Lynn, cautiously.
"Wait...what?" Lynn blanched, momentarily surprised. Fortunately, she quickly regained her composure and matched pace with her opponent, refusing to allow her to close the distance between them so easily.
"There's a..." The woman fumbled, seemingly searching for the proper words to explain herself. "...a purity inside him. I need it."
Lynn prickled at the woman's words. "You need his purity?" She asked, her voice dangerously low.
"Yes." The woman nodded. "There is a purity inside the boy, and my needs cannot be sated without it. So I intend to take it from him."
Lynn was now quivering with barely repressed fury. "The hell you will!" She roared. At her shout, an enormous red energy aura literally exploding into being around her. After a few seconds it subsided ever so slightly, flowing and crackling around her body like flame, gently tickling the scorched grass against her feet.
"Round two!" Lynn snarled, leaping at her opponent.
Leni Loud hemmed thoughtfully as she held another bikini up against her body, turning her body to and fro in front of a full length mirror, trying to envision how she'd look wearing it. Lori had given it her ringing endorsement, as she had with the other twelve Leni had asked her opinion on. Several of which she'd enjoyed so much that she'd dragged Leni into a private dressing room, and proceeded to loudly and emphatically voice her approval. But she was more worried what Linky might think. Maybe she could try it on and send him a picture...
Just then Leni experienced a full body shiver, one so violent that even after it ended, her teeth were still chattering, loudly and painfully.
"Everything okay, Leni?" Lori asked, poking her head over a rack of clothing, a look of concern upon her face.
"I...I think I'm fine, Lori." Leni said, hesitantly. "But I feel like I should buy Lynn a present."
She shivered again, albeit much less intensely this time. "Or maybe like, five presents. Just to be safe."
Lynn roared wordlessly as she charged her opponent, her anger lending her a grace that she'd previously lacked. In a flash, she closed the distance between them and smashed her smoldering fist in the woman's face. Then, as she was still reeling from the unexpected blow, Lynn dashed around her, grabbed the back of the woman's head and proceeded to slam her into the ground, face first. Not immediately encountering any resistance, she she repeated this a few times dragging the dazed woman up just enough, only to slam her back into the ground again.
"My little brother is the cutest, sweetest guy in the world!" She snarled, at last dragging the now dazed woman upright and releasing her grip, only to begin laying into her anew. "And if you think for even a second that I'm gonna let a balloon breasted bimbo like you steal his purity, you've got another thing coming!"
beep...beep...
Jab, kidney punch and now that she was doubled over in pain, a short hop backwards to get some distance, followed by an axe kick to the woman's dreadfully exposed face. "It's bad enough that I have to deal with that crap at home!"
beep...beep...beep...
"I...I think we might be talking about different things..." The woman slurred thickly as she tried to struggle back to her feet un legs most unsteady. "I just want to suck the purity from his body—"
"Shut up and die!" Lynn screamed. At this her right fist, already clenched so tightly that it visibly shook with the fury coursing through her, errupted into flames. The fires coalescing around her hand, causing her no discomfort even though the heat they gave off visibly distorted the surrounding air.
beep...beep...beep...beep...
"RAAAAAARGH!" Lynn roared, as she dashed forward with blinding speed and drove her burning fist deep into the woman's gut. The impact so sudden that, for a moment, the woman simply hung there, speared upon Lynn Loud's flaming fist of vengeance. Then, the fire so tightly coiled around Lynn's hand exploded. Lynn winced at the rush of hot air that blew back her way, a consequence of being so close to the explosion, but smirked in satisfaction as she saw the woman's smoldering body slam into the ground with enough force to dent the ground beneath her. Her body cradled by a very deep, annoyingly curvaceous crater.
"Take that, you dirty brother stealer." She spat, gingerly touching her hand, the only moments before had been burning with an intensity to rival that of her loins. And speaking of her loins...
"Lincoln!" She gasped, glancing around as suddenly remembering her little brother's abduction. "Shoot! I've gotta save him! I've gotta—"
BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...
"Find out what the heck is that beeping!" She shouted, exasperated. It was only then that she noticed that for each beep, her costume would respond by lighting up.
BEEP...BEEP
"Wait...am I beeping?" Lynn asked, puzzled. "Why am I beeping?"
BEEP...BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP...
The world around Lynn exploded into blinding red light. Fortunately, it was over as quickly as it started, and her vision soon returned to her.
Several things quickly made themselves apparent to the still disoriented athlete. The first was that she was feeling tired. Very, very tired. The second was that her outfit had reverted to her standard jersey and shorts combo. And the third, was that what remained of the park around her, was looking distressingly...normal sized.
Lynn yelped as the ground began to quake. Even though she desperately wanted to preserve her comforting ignorance, she craned her neck upward, quickly confirming her suspicions. There stood the woman. So much larger, and scarier than she'd been only moments before. She raised one foot in the air, a look of sadistic delight on her face, and sent it crashing towards the ground, directly at Lynn.
"...Dangit." Lynn grumbled, as the world's biggest foot rocketed towards her.
Confirmation. Seven intoned. My supply of gionic energy has been replenished. Which can only mean...
"That Lynn's in trouble." Lincoln finished for him. He turned to Sam and Luna, his face as pale as his hair. "You guys need to take me back there. Now!"
Sam looked like she wanted to agree, but she looked to Luna, who shook her head emphatically. "No way bro!"
"You have to!" Lincoln protested. "Lynn needs me!"
"Lynn wouldn't want you to put yourself in danger!" Luna retorted. She paused, and took a deep breath to steady herself. "Bro, you saw how crazy it was back there, right? What exactly are you expecting to do?"
"I just have to find Lynn!" He insisted. "Then I can charge her back up, and she can finish the fight!"
"And what if you can't!" Luna asked. "What if that crazy giant lady finds you first? What if...what...if"
Luna shuddered, receding within herself, suddenly looking haggard beyond her years. "What if it's already too late?" She rasped. "What if it's...my fault."
"It's not, Lunes." Lincoln shimmied over and pulled Luna close. "You didn't know. And...I guess that's my fault, I've been keeping this stuff from you guys. I thought for your own good."
"You...uh, didn't do a very good job of it." Sam pointed out, tittering nervously. "Apparently Leni knows. And Lori. And Luan. And...now...Lynn..." She flinched as both siblings glared at her.
"I'm gonna shut up now." Sam scooted away to put some distance between her and the Louds. "You guys just have your private moment. Take all the time you need."
"R-right." Lincoln coughed nervously, and looked back to Luna, not quite sure where to begin, now that the mood had been interrupted.
"It's not entirely your fault, lil bro." Luna muttered, turning away as her cheeks reddened. "It's not like I've been around much lately..."
"You were spending time with Sam." Said Lincoln, giving Luna a conciliatory pat on the back. "And why wouldn't you, she's great?"
"Yes! She is!" The blonde called out from the far corner of the van. Neither sibling acknowledged this.
"Luna, we can't waste time dwelling on the mistakes we've made." Lincoln continued. "It's not just Lynn who's in danger here! If we don't stop that girl here, the entire city will be at her mercy! We need to go back and stop this, here and now!"
"Luna, please." He pleaded, seeing that she still looked doubtful. "Lynn's all alone over there. She needs me. She needs us."
Sorry to interrupt. Seven interjected. I normally try to keep to myself when you're being intimate with your sisters—
"What, what?" Luna asked, blinking in surprise.
"What he's being what with his what?" Sam called out.
—But I believe another solution has presented itself to us.
"And that is...?" Lincoln glanced warily at the device, already suspecting he knew the answer.
As I said, my energy supply is restored. And we now have two suitable candidates...
Sam gasped in delight.
Sorry, one suitable candidate. Seven corrected himself.
"Aw nuts." Sam grumbled, pouting in her corner.
"Seven...n-no." Lincoln stammered. "I can't do that with Luna!"
"Why...why not, Linc?" :una asked, hesitantly.
"Because you've got a girlfriend, obviously! And—"
"Permission granted!" Lincoln squeaked in surprise as Sam was suddenly right in his face, grinning happily. "Go for it little dude!"
"I...I don't..." Lincoln gulped nervously. "L-Luna?"
"It's okay, little bro." Luna said softly, her face reddening as she spoke. "I've been running away from a lot of things lately. But I'm not going to run away anymore." She raised one shaking hand, and wrapped it around Lincoln, pulling him close.
"I'm not running away anymore." She repeated, lowering her face towards Lincoln's.
"L-luna..." He murmured, as he felt his face gravitate towards his older sister's. Her cute, freckled face. Her sultry, lidded eyes. Her pink, delicate, lips...
"Ahem." Sam coughed, startling both siblings. "I hate to kill the mood." She cleared her throat. "Believe me, I really hate to put a stop to this, but..."
"But what? Luna growled, clearly annoyed at the interruption.
"...Don't you guys think you should do this...outside?"
Lynn yelped as she leapt into the air, narrowly avoiding being crushed. Again. She and the giant lady had been at this for a good while now, with Lynn just barely managing to avoid the gigantic foot each time.
"Stand still, insect!" The woman roared, slamming her foot again, and growling in frustration when she was once again thwarted.
Lynn had thought she was done for when she'd lost her size. But, much to her delight, it turned out she was still strong. Really strong, if she jumps she was pulling off were any indication, it was like bouncing off a trampoline.
"If I live through this, Lori is so screwed when we have our rematch!" She crowed internally as she again managed to avoid being smushed by the oversized appendage. That was a pretty big "if", however. She was already winded from the fight, and while her elation at discovering her new physicality had brought some much needed wind into her sails ("Gonna get my FLIBBR" for sure!" She'd cackled to herself.), that reprise had been fleeting. Her limbs, super human or not, still burned with fatigue, and every escape was more narrow than the previous one. It was only a matter of time before she just didn't have the energy to leap out of the way anymore—
"I'VE GOT YOU!" The giantess cackled. Lynn looked up, expecting to see the now familiar sight of high-heeled death looming over her, and saw...nothing. Well, nothing aside from a truly eye-popping view down the giant woman's dress. Which should have been impossible from her current vantage, unless the woman was...leaning over...
Lynn's preoccupation with keeping an eye on the sky had kept her from seeing the giant hand that was sweeping along the ground until it was too late. Her mind barely had time to register the wall of flesh thundering towards her before it crashed into her, knocking the wind out of Lynn and sending her flying. Her flight was short lived, however, as she found herself slamming into a concrete wall, remarkably still standing in spite of the battle that had taken place only minutes before.
Lynn groaned in pain as she slid back towards the ground, gravity finally taking its toll on her. She was done. Everything hurt too much, she could barely move her arms, let alone fight something that was more than ten-times her size. She could feel the ground quaking beneath her, and knew it was only a matter of time...
Lynn struggled to lift her head, and did her best to glare defiantly at the giantess, who was carelessly stomping her way toward her, an eager grin upon the woman's face.
"I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO ENJOY THIS..." The woman chuckled. "BUT YOU HAVE MADE MY MISSION SO MUCH MORE DIFFICULT THAN IT NEEDED TO BE. SO I THINK, I WILL ALLOW MYSELF JUST THIS ONE INDULGENCE."
Lynn flinched as the woman raised her foot into the air, one last time, but stayed resolute, her head held high. Determined to stare her impending demise in the face...or at least, in the foot, for as long as possible. She could at least grant herself that small victory.
"No, not just that." She thought to herself. "Lincoln's still out there. He'll think of something. I hope. I bought him as much time as I could..."
And then there was no more time for self reflection. The crushing weight of the giant woman's foot roared downward, looking for all the world like an asteroid crashing to earth...
WHAM!
...and then, just like that, it was gone. Lynn sat there, mouth agape, as a giant fist flew in from the side and crashed into the enormous woman, knocking her off balance and sending her careening away from Lynn. The sports star, still shaking, slowly craned her head to the side, and took in the majesty of the newest arrival. Another giantess, clad in the same outfit she herself had been wearing not too long ago, this time colored purple.
"STAY AWAY FROM MY LITTLE SISTER!" Luna Loud roared, raising her fists and charging at the now downed woman.
"Wow." Sam murmured from the driver's seat of the van. She'd had the pleasure of getting to ride in the vehicle as it was carried by her now super sized girlfriend, who'd then placed it a safe distance away from the battlefield, and then charged in to save her little sister. IT...stirred things within her.
"Yeah." Lincoln nodded in agreement. "It never stops being amazing to watch them fight."
"Amazing." Sam repeated, licking her lips "That's certainly one word you could use..."
"So, Linc..." Sam reached out and wrapped her arm around the younger boy's shoulder. "Level with me. How was it?"
"How was what?"
"Don't play dumb." She giggled, leaning over so that her head was touching his. "What was it like kissing Luna?"
"O-oh." Lincoln's face turned beet red, it was utterly adorable. "I...uh..."
"It's okay, little dude. You can tell me." She reassured him. "I just wanna know what you thought. You know, compare experiences and whatnot."
"Why?" He asked, perplexed.
"For fun." Sam shrugged. "We've got a few minutes to kill anyway. Luna's gotta drive that girl away so we can get in and rescue Lynn. So why not talk about my favorite subject?"
"Well..." She tightened her grip and pulled the boy a little closer. "One of my favorite subjects, anyway."
Lincoln cleared his throat, embarrassed. "It was...nice."
"Just, nice?" Sam teased, causing Lincoln to redden even more.
"It was...really nice." He conceded, chuckling softly.
"I'll bet." Sam purred. "I heard the noises she was making. Did you find that spot on her. Neck?"
"O-oh." Lincoln stammered. "You mean on her neck?"
"Yeah, just under that line of freckles. It's like a cheat sheet, makes her purr like a kitten. Now, if you really want to rev her motor, what you've gotta do is—"
Pardon. Seven interrupted. Just for the sake of clarification. Should I offer Ms. Sam the same privacy I afford your other sisters when you're with them?
"N—" Lincoln began before Sam clamped her hand over his mouth.
"Yes, Seven." She cooed softly. "Treat me just like I'm one of Lincoln's sisters. Exactly like his sisters."
Very well, my Sister Protocols have been updated to recognize Sam Sharp as one of your sisters, Lincoln.
"Excellent." The blonde replied happily as she finally released the boy, who immediately began sucking in huge lungfuls of air. Apparently she might have been holding onto him just a little too hard.
"A...about that." Lincoln gasped, still trying to catch his breath. "I think I have an idea, Seven."
Oh?
"Oh?" Sam echoed, tilting her head to the side.
"You've said in the past, that the reason we can't make multiple Gigants at the same time, is because you have a finite amount of energy, right?" Lincoln asked, addressing the device.
Correct. Seven affirmed. It takes a very specific amount of gionic energy to induce and maintain the transformation, and I can only produce enough charge to transform a single being.
"But I was the one who made Luan grow, right?"
Correct, botched though the job may have been. Our partnership has had the unintended side-effect of turning you into a source of gionic energy.
"An independent source." Lincoln stressed.
Meaning what, exactly?
"Meaning..." Lincoln took a deep breath. "That, hypothetically speaking...we have a second source of energy. One that could be used to produce a second Gigant...right?"
There was a pause as Seven processed this.
Yes. He answered at last. In theory, at least. You were able to change Ms. Luan, and you were able to induce change in Ms. Leni during our training sessions. So it is possible you that you might be able to induce and maintain a second, wholly independent transformation. But I would caution you that—
"Hush, Seven!" Sam interrupted, pulling Lincoln tightly against her. She began to tousle his hair, delighting in the way her ministrations caused the boy to shiver. She pulled him tightly against her chest, so that he was forced to peer up through her very respectable sized breasts to look at her.
"I want to hear your plan, Linky." She purred, leaning down so that her face was almost touching his. "You have my utmost attention.
She giggled, trailing her fingers down his cheek. "Among other things..."