The Maiden of Bronze

Chapter 4 Part 3

Doc Savage and Pat Savage are the Property of Street and Smith. Introducing a future time line inspired by Doc Savage.

By: Desiree

I am most Grateful to my Beloved Jasmine as she has been a most wonderful muse.

Randell sighed, “Yes I am inter-lander, water and earth magicks. I hope Clare and her family do not have any prejudice of Mystics.”

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Back at Saetome Tower, Clare wept till she drifted off to sleep the in the arms of her friends Kisa and Jonni. They did not miss the fact that all any of them had on were the very minuscule thongs Clare had made. The sexual energies they had experienced earlier in the day had been replaced by tender comfort flowing between the three women.

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In the booth at Chateau Briand, Mink laughed, “That would be like hating tomatoes. Do not worry, about Clare, hating you. She is most likely very much in love with you. She was very embarrassed about the way she acted, as she has only been a woman for about ten hours.”

Hanna hissed, “Mink that's not your secret to tell.” Hanna felt betrayed by her long time friend as she new Clare needed their protection.

Mink looked at Hanna, “Hanna did you not hear me say Randell is a Mystic. If he'd open his third eye, and think about what he saw he would know, just that he is to busy with the passion they created together.” Mink felt the ire from Hanna dissipate, and felt the power from Randell rise.

Randell opened his third eye, replaying the evening, the aura about Clare telling him so much more. The passion they created, made him hard once more. He dropped his sight back to the physical world, “That poor woman, and she's had to deal with being changed in an accident. How she is able to cope like that after only ten hours is astonishing.” the question he should be wondering about was when did she realize that she was? “Oh she, has been since the beginning I see. I am sorry to have caused her such distress by sharing power with her. I thought she was also a Mystic from the power she pushed to me.” He had seen Clare's first day as a female, and her first day in the actual body that went with her mind. He loved her even more, he was lost and so close to telling his every secret.

Hanna caught on, “No, Randell, don't be sorry sweetie, just love her, she is going to need all the support she can get. Just take it as slow as you can, she is rally confused. Clare imprinted on me earlier, and that's why I am in this tux. She does not know for sure yet, well didn't know for sure what, um hold that thought.” She looked at Mink, “Lez, Straight or Bi?”

Mink giggles, “Darlin' you are asking the wrong woman, as the only one that knows that answer is Clare. Though I am willing to take an educated guess, Straight with some Les leanings for a while till it just becomes sisterly love. From what she shared as she was dancing with you, she is in love with you as well. Though Clare will be awhile before she understands her feelings.”

Hanna sighs, “Yes that's the feeling I get as well, so she is still learning about her body and sexuality.” She remarked to Randell, who looked at the two woman wondering how they knew what he had learned from his sight.

Randell blinked, “You two, must have some talent in magick, as you both seem to know exactly how I feel about Clare and she about me.” He was in love with Clare and soon she would know of her love for him. Well soon as she adapted to her new gender that is, though he knew Clare had always been female.

Mink shared, “My magick power is just enough to recognize it's use and what levels others are or can attain. Clare has so much potential, but with her new merged abilities she may never really use her magick.”

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Sun Corporation Situation Room, Sukebe Desgraçado storms in, “Where is she, ping the tracker implant on that damn slut Blyadischa, and find her, Madame Nimfylla.” He was raging mad, he had returned to Dr. Stripacha Blyadischa's room's to find that she, and her things were gone. He had been certain she was more Blonde Bimbo, than evil scientist. After all the only things that she made that seemed too work were her toys. Though the portal she made had been excellent, though it exploded every time they made it larger than a bread box. 'Hmm, every time we went to full size devices they blew up. OH SHE IS SO VERY EVIL.'

Madame Nimfylla sat at the input terminal, and entered the code, and password to start the tracking device on Blyadischa's implant. The
device pinged, it showed she was off the coast, about ninety-six miles away and one hundred-sixty-nine feet deep. Oh how she hated giving Desgraçado bad news. “Sir she has removed the implant, as it shows her to be over ninety-six miles west of here, and one hundred-sixty-nine feet deep.” She heard him roar and disconnect, well at least he did not storm in here, and shoot the messenger.

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Late morning, Ballina, Queensland, Australia, on the white sandy beach, Clare wakes. She feels the wind cool off the 85 degree (30 Celsius)heat. She finds she is wearing, the very skimpy black satin thong from yesterday, and her breasts are covered only by coconut oil tanning lotion. Thirteen shudders as she feels so deliciously exposed. She was deluged by requests to reapply her sunscreen by her many admirers. She stands grabs her surfboard, which is stuck in the sand next too her. Clare flowed down to the surf, her breasts
jiggling, hips swaying down to the waters edge. Her passion building from the sense of so many eyes upon her.

Thirteen is enjoying being the focal point, even with some cold hard stares from some of the women. She quivered as she stepped into the water, her thighs soaked by the nectar squirting past her soaked thong. Clare wades in, laying out on her board, and paddles out to the breakers with quick strong strokes. She drops in a nineteen foot wave, sort of smallish some might say. Standing up goofy foot she shoots the curl, edging forward at the same time hanging ten, stage right. Thirteen does a walk over as she comes clear of the curl, sliding down into a split as she coasts back to shore. Her body reveling in the bliss that was undulating through her. The shear thrill of riding such powerful surf, sends her shuddering over the edge of her passion.

Clare quivers, does a pike layout to dismount, before it got too shallow. Sure she could have just sat back and coasted but felt every bit of her ride needed to be righteous. As Thirteen surfaced, she was reaching out to grab her board, it was not where she expected. Two overzealous adorers were fighting over who would carry it. “Boys, STOP!” she was feeling naughty. Pointing to the dark haired one, “You Take the nose, and You take the tail.” She sat on it as they got it about hip high, “Now onto your shoulders.” Regally Thirteen turns and lays out on her side propped up on one elbow, “Now back to my blanket guys.” She giggles as she felt her body shakes from the two different strides the guys were taking.

Many of the men were stiff as her board, and the women that were not hating her, were salivating almost as much as the guys. Thirteen stands as they get close, launches into the air, doing a nine hundred degree starfish spin landing just in front of her blanket. Her breasts and bum, jiggling, and wobbling. As she felt the synaptic spark, make her body quake. Several people patted her dry, though the extra time they spent on her breasts, just made her much wetter between her legs.

Clare lays down on her front, four sets of hands apply oil to her body, she shivers from the delicious flirtatious sensuous touch. “That's enough for now, going to read for awhile.” As Thirteen reads, so many things at once, she felt was everywhere, each hour felt like a day. As she experienced so much of what was happening in the world as it happened.

Thirteen wept, as she felt the lost years wash over her. The loss of her mother, along with her father's refusal to accept her had been almost too much to bear. If it had not been for her dear Aunts, she would not have been alive now. Something touches the edge of Clare's thoughts, shouldn't she be asleep in California, not on the beach about noon in Ballina. The Porn from the Web pushes in, she is in a candle lit room, feels the seed of the admirers. Thirteen is on her knees with so many cocks pointed at her. Clare gasps for breath, after each participant takes a few pumps into her mouth, and throat,
before moving back into the large circle around her.

Clare wakes screaming, the sliminess is gone, and she feels only the warmth of her friends hugging her. “Shh, we have you sweetie.” said Jonni, as she and Kisa soothe the scared girl.

The door opens and Clare sees Hanna and Mink rush in. Thirteen shudders in horror from the last scene, “Sorry, had a bad dream think I'll be okay though.” She feels better as her friends are there, gently rocking her in the bed. Though Clare is not sure what, or how much to tell them.

Mink suggests, “Well it is after nine, so if you want I'll start breakfast?; Hanna and I stopped for some groceries on the way back last night. That nice guy you danced with Randell was kind enough to stop at the grocery, on the way here to drop us off. We bought some eggs, milk, juice and some fruit for our new home. Hmm, that's interesting I really do feel like we're home.”

Jonni giggles, “Great, the one with the worst domestic skills, is offering to cook. I'll make breakfast, and show you some of what I learned at the Art Institute Of California.” She walks away, Mink glaring at her.

Clare smiled, “Jonni I'd love to help too. I've missed cooking so much.” Clare remembered helping her mother in the kitchen, and how her father used to grouse about Thirteen doing so. Clare loved spending time with his parents, Thirteen started weeping. She stopped when she realized her mother would've told her how silly she was, that she would always be there with her.

Clare heads to the bathroom, to wash her face, she feels better after doing so. Kisa was with her, “You want to tell me how you got semen in your hair?; I was sure you were with us all night long.”

Thirteen was mortified, 'it was real?!' “Oh goddess, I was on a beach topless!” Both Kisa and Clare took in the smell of the coconut oil still on her. “I, uh, had my board with me and I was on cloud nine as the surf was cooking. I was shredding the gnarliest breaker ever, well for me. Then back on the beach, there were so many admirers, they took turns drying me and putting new sunscreen on me. Then I sort of realized I should be sleeping here, but I was there. Then things changed I was naked on my knees in a candle lit room. There were so many nude men, it was a bukkake and it was already a white out.” Clare shuddered in terror and delight, grabbing the edge of the sink to keep from collapsing. The erotic nature of it washed over her, the carnal arousal nearly knocked her senseless.

Kisa guided her to the throne, letting down the lid, then guiding Clare to sit. “You poor girl...” she was interrupted as Jonni walked in.

Jonni knelt next to Clare the warm wood beneath her, “Clare sweetie, you have us and we will get you through this. I was wondering where the coconut scent had come from.” The two women hugged Thirteen, sharing comfort.

Clare cried for almost five minutes, the comfort and love from Kisa and Jonni helps her calm down. Thirteen resolved to not worry about the porn, as it is always going to be there. She refreshed her self sonically. Then dresses herself, Jonni and Kisa in sheer baby-doll nighties, red, green and blue. They were soon out in the kitchen, in their shear nighties, happy to be around her friends. Mink walks back into the kitchen shakes her head, “Well I see that getting breakfast, has really slowed down, you burning those eggs Jonni?”

Jonni looked back at the pan, saved the eggs, “Um Clare, maybe you should get dressed in something a little more modest.” Clare pulled the night gown over her head. Kisa, Jonni, and Mink gasped at the naked beauty, for the few moments it took for her to create her new outfit. Hanna smiled, loving the view of the girl, it would be so easy to give her heart too.

Mink took Clare by the hand, “Come with me princess, it is too dangerous with you in the kitchen right now.” She guided her out of sight of the cooks. Kisa took Clare's other hand sharing comfort with the traumatized woman.

Clare protested, “I'm not that bad in the kitchen, Momma was always happy for my help.” Though she did notice that all the women were paying her so much attention.

Mink laughed, “Darlin', until we get used to you in this form, you may have to stay out of sight for us to get anything done. You have to remember Darlin', I wanted to go out with you before the change, and now I still do. Jonni loved you like a brother, but really wants to get to know Clare so much better than that. Kisa is another that would love to get to know you better, as well as a whole bunch of other men and women in the world. Kisa, Jonni and Hanna are very Happy lesbians, and you are everything they could ever want. Truth is you turn me on as well Darlin', especially when we touch. So this hot bronzed redhead that's smarter than we are. Well at least as smart as them, in their chosen fields. Though I think a certain Mister Chance, has us all beat. Darlin', you are going to be very popular, so take your time and learn about the world. I know you have the whole world at your beck and call, but live life and grow.”

Clare blushed, she had forgotten about Randell. The outfit she had put together was a boat neck collar dress in navy, with a red satin bow at her waist a pleated skirt ending at mid thigh. Covering a red satin corset with half cups and a matching thong. Red silk stockings, and red pump with navy piping with her shortest heel of thirteen cm, finished off her outfit. “What should I do Mink?”

Mink told her, “You should push off trying to get engaged. You need to learn about yourself and what you mean to this world now. Love us and care about us, but always be honest. Hanna Jonni, Kisa and I will always love you. Talk to us before making any commitments, we will always be here for you Darlin' Clare. By the way, Pasha sent...”

Thirteen put a finger to her lips, and set up a bubble, “Yes I got the download as well, we must do everything we can to protect Pasha. It is Renny and Doctor Gonzalezwe need to watch.” Dressing Mink in a Cheongsam pink with red dragon and slit from where it fell to mid-calf to her hip her hair up with chopsticks and a parasol and purse to match. “Now you are connected to the Clare network, you and I have a coded channel as well not that I feel we need to keep it from the rest of
Sennyo Ltd. But ...”

Now it was Mink's turn to quiet the New Woman, “Yes Clare, it is something that needs few in the know, though I wish we could tell your Father.” Mink shivered as she felt the connection to Thirteen, the fabulous fabrics she had been covered in, her nipples standing out farther than normal, she felt right on the edge of climax all of a sudden.

As Clare started to respond she felt that they had already let too much be heard, so she dropped the bubble, they were back in the normal time stream. “Now spin for me dear, so I can see if I did the right thing for you.”

Kisa was amazed, Mink was dressed in an instant. “Um how, and who's Pasha?” she had scene clothing change quickly on the people around Thirteen, but this had been an instant change, much quicker than one of Clare's own changes.

Hanna stepped in, “Breakfast, is on the table.” she gasped as she saw Mink in pink, “Um wow Mink, Clare continues to find color combinations for us that we normally do not wear.” They giggled together as they headed in for the meal.

Jonni had heard the question, answering with venom in her voice, “Pasha is Minks EVIL Sister, she works for that bastard Desgraçado.”

Clare looked at Mink and shrugged, “Oh well so much for trying to keep it secret. Pasha was working with Mink and I to try to clean up holes in our security. Please say nothing about this, it is Sennyo Officer eyes, and ears only.”

Hanna started to say something, but Thirteen raised a finger, “It is not secure we have said too much, discussion ended. Now lets enjoy our breakfast.”

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Midday report ABC news, Brisbane Queensland, “I'm Ros Childs and this is your Midday Report. Mid Morning this Shelia impressed the beach goers and surfers with her shredding abilities.” Fuzzy video of an obviously topless Clare surfing. “She had quite the following, but disappeared after being surrounded by her many admirers. In national news...” At the commercial break, “She is hot, and watching her made me wet, but it is not worthy of the top story. This is what I hate about sweeps, leading with a fluff piece.”

Clare gets notification of her surfing making YouTube. Setting the stream aside, she plays the clip with time stamp, for the Sennyo Officers in the bubble. The Pasha uploads are discussed and a plan of action is set for the day. They each quietly think about all the implications. Clare drops the bubble, and they resume as if they were.

Surfing Magazine San Clemente office, Randell Chance receives notification about a Betty shredding in Australia. While watching the censored video, blurred circles on the chest of the hot surfer, 'Damn, it's Clare, but how...” Then remembering her quick departure last night. 'I definitely need to try to get a date with her, or at least an interview.' Feeling the pull still from her being so close, 'I love that girl, but do I even have a chance.' Randell punches the intercom button, “Sammie find a phone number or email addy for Sennyo Limited I need to get in touch with Clare Sennyo.” 'That's the name I remember Clare.' His heart was pounding as he watched her shredding the wave again, sampling the walkover and making it his desktop. He sent the vid to the staff. #Will be interviewing her sometime soon I hope, She is a local Girl that I met recently, block off a double spread for Her.#

Clare smiled as she saw the email with her vid, in the Surfing Magazine Network, and she uncensored the clip on her boyfriends computer. 'BOYFRIEND, um yes I thought that oh wow.' #Randell, honey, I uncensored your copy of the vid, and your desktop just do not share the uncensored vid. The sample not a problem. Love you will call you after lunch. Love Clare # 'Oh Goddess, told him I loved him uh, uh, um, oh Goddess.'

Clare looked at her friends, “Um Randell or someone from Surfing Magazine may be calling today, or sending an email to the Sennyo Email server. It will be auto cc'd to all officers, any email sent to Sennyo Limited that is.”

It quieted down, but there were still a lot of giggles as they ate the delicious breakfast. Jonni, Hanna and Kisa were all sure that Clare was now taken, Mink had been sure after last night.

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After a semi quiet breakfast where Clare gave a very detailed report of her morning in Queensland. As Mink was on her way out, “Clare, love your fashion sense, But Hanna please show her what colors she needs for Make-up, those are the colors I use, and they are hideous on her skin color, flawlessly done, but please. I am flattered, Darling Clare, you need to learn what colors, are right for you.” She was still enjoying being right on the edge of orgasm, when Clare touched her, just before she stepped out the door, over the edge she went and she wobbled as she closed the door. Mink tried to take a step, her legs like jelly, and had to lean against the wall as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Mink was sure that she would have a wet spot on her dress, but there just seemed to be a little dampness on her stocking tops and the thong.