The French (Kiss) Connection
Episode 8, Part 1
By Neoraichu
All Characters are the property of Frederator Studios, and I hope that the Manstache is something I dreamed up myself.
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At the dinner buffet, SheZow, Kelly, Maz, Gerald and the Manstache all managed to eat something that was appealing to them. Given the wide variety of food and drink available there, it was almost impossible not to. If not for the unusual circumstances of their visit, she might have surrendered to the urge to completely pig out like she might have back in her own time and space.
Kelly seemed to cling to SheZow the whole time, almost spending more than half of the time actually hanging off her arm. She was either quiet (which was off kilter in and of itself), or was trying to say something without being able to find the words (which was also odd given the nature of Kelly as SheZow had remembered her).
Maz was following at more of a distance. He hadn't attempted to touch or speak to SheZow even once. It seemed as if Maz were somehow more cold and distant. He didn't even seem to acknowledge that she and the Manstache had even been missing for decades. It felt more like he was a disinterested observer than a person who was once his best friend in the world.
But SheZow was more interested in making small talk with the people in the buffet lines. She figured if she asked enough people, she would find someone who had a beef or question about their benevolent Dark Snide-R. But most of the responses to the question of how they were doing were answered like:
A young African-American man: "Our savior? He's the best. If it weren't for him, I'd surely be vulture food by now. He took me in without question or demand, and I've been living here ever since. Oh, I've done a few small jobs around here to make myself useful, but there was no pressure to do anything for him."
A middle-aged Hispanic woman: "Me? Before he saved me, I was a two-bit hooker. I had sex with anyone or anything just for another meal. My soul was dead on the inside. I've tried to kill myself more than once. But once I was brought here and saved, I haven't had to turn a trick even once. I have self-esteem again. My soul grew back as my body healed from malnourishment and abuse at the hands of the men I had to please for a meager meal."
A very old Caucasian woman: "I was a slave to my own grandchildren. They treated my like dirt. I was tortured just for fun. I think they may well have murdered their own parents just because they could. But the savior found me and took me away from them. I begged him to punish them, but all he would say was it 'wasn't his place to judge others, just save the ones he could save'. He's so kind. So generous. I've found new godchildren to help take care of here. I feel useful. They love me for just being there with them."
But in spite of all of the 'free food', there was very few obese people. Everyone seemed to be healthy and active. It totally seemed to contradict the circumstances of their existence. She knew there was a reason Gluttony was classified as one of the Deadly Sins. But no one there seemed to want for anything. No payment was ever asked for from any one. No limit was set on the amount or type of food one could eat. There was no complaints about lines, even to the point that SheZow could not see any disrespectful behavior like cutting in line, pushiness or even prejudice.
As the evening wore on, SheZow got the feeling that Kelly was trying to pull her aside. That she was looking for a place more private. As the evening turned into night, she decided there was one way to get some private time with her sister and not make it look too obvious. "Hey sis," she said, "Why don't you show me your room? If we're going to be here a while, I should see what sort of accommodations we can look forward to, right? You don't mind if we hold off our reunion til tomorrow, do you Maz?" Kelly nodded enthusiastically at the suggestion. Maz just nodded without energy or feeling.
He glanced over and noticed that the Manstache was basically making the same suggestion to Gerald, who likewise appeared to be inclined to agree.
So Kelly quietly led SheZow away from the buffet hall. It hardly seemed like a walk of a mile before she led them to an apartment. They had passed by a hundred such dwellings along the way. As they walked away from the masses, SheZow changed back to the body of Kelsey Boxer, which now seemed to be her new 'normal' body.
She put her hand over a glass plate, and the door opened for her. Taking Guy by the hand, she led him inside. The door automatically closed behind them.
"I have the feeling you've been trying to tell me something all..." she began.
"Bath first," interrupted Kelly, "Cleanliness is a virtue." She all but dragged Guy to the generously large bathroom. The was a bathtub with room for three plus a large shower stall. There was even a separate changing room just outside.
"Strip brother," she commanded, "I'll wash your clothes while you're bathing. Then I'll wait for you in the living room."
"Strip in front of you? Right here? Right now?"
"Well you aren't going to bathe in your clothes, are you?"
"Uh... no."
"Could you at least turn around?"
"Oh very well," she sighed as she turned on her heel. With Kelly's back to her, she felt more comfortable about disrobing. She was paying close attention to Kelly, who did not try to peek or otherwise see. It seemed that the French kiss she received when the two reunited was not some sort of acquired sexual preference after all, so she still had no idea what brought it on.
So she grabbed a towel, opened the sliding door to the bath area, and just before she closed it, said to Kelly, "The clothing is piled on the hamper. It's been a while since I've bathed, so it might take a while. If you get tired, feel free to go to bed."
"No," said Kelly, "I promise I'll wait for you in the living room."
Guy closed the sliding door behind her. It was the first time that Guy had seen Kelsey's body, which was now his body, fully naked. Just like the Kelly she remembered, this body was just beginning to bloom. Her breasts were just large enough to warrant the bra she had removed back in the other room. She was just showing signs of her pubic hair growing out, and it was still rather fine even though it was as blond as her hair. Looking herself in the mirror, she unbound her hair and let it fall over her shoulders.
Just looking at the more mature Kelly, she realized that even with her clothes on, she was fully developed with motherly breasts. She shook her head hard when a naked image of the older Kelly flashed into Guy's mind, or at least what she speculated the now much older sister would look like fully undressed.
She turned on the shower as cold as she could stand it, set a bath stool under the spray, and just sat there as the cold cold water ran over her hair and body. It seemed the only way to banish the strange thoughts about Kelly. The cold water seemed to distract her as well, so that when she felt someone washing her hair, she suddenly realized that Kelly had slipped into the bath with her unnoticed.
"KELLY?!" she asked in shock.
"Hey," answered Kelly, "We're both girls, right? There's nothing wrong with one girl helping another bathe, right?"
"But... you know darn well that I'm a boy at heart, right?"
"Like you'd ever let me forget, baby brother."
Guy risked a glance over her shoulder, and realized that she had gotten the mental picture of Kelly's naked form very close to what she really looked like nude. She shivered, and not from the cold water.
"I'm confused, sis."
"About what?"
"About the way you French kissed me when we first met."
"I... just missed you so much."
"I could understand a hug or even a kiss on the cheek, but even French people don't casually French kiss each other out of hand."
"I... I..." stammered Kelly, "There's something... It's just that..."
Kelly used her hand to turn Guy's head to the side, and tried to French her again. "MMMPPPHHH!" protested Guy into the kiss. Because she wasn't SheZow, she no longer had the strength to push Kelly away from her. She scrambled in an attempt to get away, but her feet found no purchase on the wet floor. The stool was knocked aside when she kicked it, and she fell to the tiled floor as Kelly fell on top of her. Even then, the frantic French kiss did not seem to break. Leaving one hand behind Guy's head, she used the other to reach around her lower back and pulled her in closer. Their bodies were now firmly pressing against each other.
Guy was finding herself losing the will to resist. She opened her mouth and let in Kelly's tongue so they could play together. Her cheeks burned in a flush, and she could see Kelly blushing hotly in the same way. The kiss dragged on for minute after minute before Kelly broke off.
"KELLY?!" asked Guy, "What's gotten into you?!"
"I can't help myself," she moaned back, "Every time I want to tell you... you..."
Their mouths were sealed again by another deep kiss. Kelly's hand slipped down Guy's back to grab a hand full of butt cheek.
"Mmmppphhh!" protested Guy into Kelly's mouth.
But when Kelly's hand slipped around her thigh and fingered her womanly slit, Guy flash changed back into SheZow.
Holding Kelly at arm's length, she said, "You've been hypnotized or brainwashed or something!"
Her eyes seemed to gain clarity for a few seconds as she said into her brother's face, "You can't believe anything I tell you! The only answer is to make sure this future never happens!" Then her eyes changed back as she seemed to be trying to remove SheZow's costume.
But SheZow stunned Kelly with a slap to her face, and then carried her out of the bathroom. Spying a coiled clothesline laying in the changing room, she hogtied Kelly as she said, "I'm real sorry about this, sis, but it's for your own good... and mine. I don't want to have to hurt you... because I love you!"
Kelly did not resist. In fact, being hogtied seemed to be somewhat of a turn on for her. Once tied, she took Kelly to the living room couch. Laying her out on the couch, she noticed that the plasma screen TV was on. It was on something called the Kelly's Choice Channel.
"Wait," mused SheZow as she grabbed the remote and turned the TV off, "The cable TV. It's a custom channel just for you, isn't it sis? You picked every show and every movie just like you want, right?"
Kelly nodded.
"Then that's what Dark Snide-R must be using to brainwash you and the others! It just makes the most sense!"
She sat down by Kelly's feet as she continued, "I have to change the past. There has to be a way to make things right again."
"Please don't leave me along like this," begged Kelly, "Every cell in my brain is screaming for you to make out with me! Right now, it's what I want more than anything left in the world!"
"All the reason I should leave you like this," she replied, "You'll just distract me like this. You might even tempt me in the state you're in."
"If you leave, I'll scream my head off! Someone will come, and then they'll send the guards to..." But Kelly was cut off as Guy shoved a washcloth into her mouth. "Mmmppphhh!" she protested.
"I'm so sorry about this, sis," she pleaded, "but if this works, you'll never need to thank me."
(Interlude between the first part of the episode and the second! She-yeah!)
The (Awkward) Stand
Episode 8, Part 2
By Neoraichu
Leaving Kelly on the couch, she locked the apartment door behind her. If Kelly managed to free herself, there was no way to lock her in. Even if she barred the front door, that would surely look suspicious to anyone passing by. She could only hope that by the time Kelly managed to get loose, SheZow would be well on her way back to the past to set things right.
But before she could even think about how to find Manstache, he was already spotting him right down the walkway. "Manstache," she called, and the large muscular man came over.
"I've been looking for you," he said quietly, "Gerald was acting... so... weird towards me."
"Let me guess," said SheZow, "French kisses and attempted sexual assault?"
"How did?.."
"It happened to me, too. Did Gerald have a custom cable channel running on a plasma TV?"
He nodded yes.
"I think that was the brainwashing device that Dark Snide-R has been using on the people around here. He puts suggestions into their heads about how wonderful he is, and what to do if they're trying to say something he doesn't want them to say."
He nodded yes.
"And the only way to stop Gerald was to knock him out and tie him up, right?"
He nodded yes (with a blush).
"And he had a moment of clarity when he said to not believe anything he told you?"
He nodded again.
"Probably right after trying to molest you in the bath?"
He nodded again (with a hotter blush on his face). She looked at his awkward stance and wondered just how far things had gotten out of hand before Gerald was tied up... then shook her head hard as she realized it was none of her (Guy's) business to know what happened between Kelsey's now male body and her brother.
"We have to get to the She-Hind now!" she ordered, "It's the only way I can think of to return to the past and make sure this future never happens! To the helipad!"
Armed men appeared in front and back of them, and one said "Halt in the name of Dark Snide-R! You are under arrest for suspicion of covert action against the benevolent one!"
"You did tie up Gerald, didn't you?"
He shook his head no as he said sheepishly, "I just locked him in the bedroom closet."
She looked at the rifles being leveled at them, and said darkly, "It looks like we aren't getting to the She-Hind without a fight. Heavy Handed Super-She Slap!" Her hand grew huge as she rushed forward to knock the guards out of her way.
"Super 'Stache Lash!" he said as his mustache grew into 20' long whips, and he started beating on the guards behind so she could stun them and take away their rifles.
"We have to do this fast!" shouted SheZow, "Who knows how many more are coming to stop us!"
"Oh, reinforcements are already here," said a familiar voice.
"SHEZAP?!" cried SheZow. She turned and saw the dark green menace coming up behind the group of rapidly beaten guards.
"Yes," SheZap snarled, "and I'm here for revenge!"
She pulled her lipstick as she said, "Laser Lipstick in Punishing Pink!" And then SheZow just turned it on, the bright pink blade emerging from the lipstick case.
"Laser Lipstick in Ghastly Green!" replied her nemesis as she ignited her own lipstick beam sword. Somehow, it seemed almost a half a foot longer than SheZow's laser blade.
"Got an upgrade?" asked SheZow.
"Yes," snarled SheZap, "Not that I really need it to destroy the LIKES OF YOU!"
"We'll just see about that, sister!"
The two stepped close and swung their laser lipsticks, blocking each other in mid strike.
"I'm not your sister! I'll never be your sister! Once I take you down, I'm going to make you tell me how the hell you got tits!"
"It's a long story that you will never get to hear!"
They exchanged strikes, effectively parrying each other and canceling each other out as none of their blow managed to connect with their target.