The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 1 part 2

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.

Jonni gulped, “Um WOW, you look smashing, um edible.” Jonni blushed, “I mean well, you really look great.” She hugged Thirteen and kissed her lightly on the lips. She wanted to do more, but knew it would go beyond what the new girl should have to deal with if she started it again, “Oh I would love to do more than that, Later though I Promise.” Thirteen moaned as Jonni moved away again. “Where did the clothes come from?” Jonni asked, though she was worried more about the psyche of the teen, dealing with such a big change.

Thirteen felt drawn to pursue Jonni by some bizarre sexual-static charge, that raged within her. Thirteen moaned, “Jonni, that's not fair, though I'm glad you find me edible. I have always felt that way about you.” She so wanted more of Jonni's luscious lips on hers, the feeling from their light kiss burned with passion in her soul. Then she thought about the clothes, it had been an innocent question, “Um I believe it has something to do with having been merged with the Trans-mat Device, the Living Matrix, as well as the other devices that I was wearing prior to the malfunction.”

Clare then put the question to the Living Matrix, 'Where do these clothes come from?' She soon had the answer, the Trans-mat portion was pulling raw materials from local sources, such as the Fabric Barn and the Silicon Warehouse. Clare realized, 'oops, need to do something to make it right.' Thirteen soon had accounts set up with each store and added ten percent for her direct access. The Living Matrix had gone even farther setting up accounts with any business that had the possibility to supply raw material.

Jonni asked, “So what kinds of things can you create?, and is it just low tech items or can you make a new scanner for example?” Jonni was blushing as she felt jolts of pleasure pass from Thirteen into her just by the contact of her hand on Thirteen's arm.

Thirteen thought about a new scanner and operating glove. A silver glove appeared in her hand, Clare offered it to Jonni, “Try this on, you might feel a little dizziness while the neural interface syncs up.”

Jonni felt herself heat up in a full body blush as their contact sent shivers through her. She put the glove on and almost swooned as the glove became attuned to her. Then she knew how to use it, she saw a heads up display with the new teenage girl's readings as she held her hand out facing Thirteen. “Whoa that's lot of information. Um, but how do I get it off, I do not see the edge anymore.”

Clare Smiled, “It's part of you, all you have to do is switch it off, or switch function, depending on what you're doing.” The two women hugged again and Thirteen stole another kiss. It was a lingering kiss that burned into their minds Clare was quivering with delight as Jonni felt the heat and spark between the two lovers. Thirteen noticed, been thinking of myself as Clare, that's sounds really nice.

Jonni made a monumental effort to halt the kiss and the coming wave of pleasure. She was soon drenched, nearly as much as Thirteen, well maybe not according to the readouts. She saw the instructions for downloading the info to the mainframes, changing functions, laser scalpel settings and placing in sleep mode. Jonni was lusting for more of Thirteen, but held back as she needed to make sure the new teenage girl was mentally ready as well. Finally able to assert herself she pushed the new teenage girl back down onto the MedLev, “Well we will definitely have a date or two. But I am worried right now about your response to this change. In the last two years you have never showed any inclination of being transgendered.”

Thirteen was disappointed as she wanted more of Jonni. Clare was yearning for more of the silky touch of her dear Friend. She thought about her the changes and what she had been through with her Mum for a moment, “Well you got here after dad caught me in Mum's clothes. After all Mum is my hero, she gave her life saving that team in Afghanistan.” Captain Clair Sennyo-Tylos had been killed after she had gotten the team to shelter. An explosive round had stuck her vehicle, the shrapnel killed her instantly.

The pain Thirteen had felt before, now seemed to drain her soul. She wept deeply as she longed for her Mothers embrace, yet all she had was her memory. If only Daddy- daddy? It was Dad before, Daddy, had put everything of Mums away. Clare explained, “I have only one picture of Mummy and me dressed like twins at the mall, if Daddy knew it would have been burned as well.” Thirteen was able to produce it in holo-display for Jonni to see. Clare seemed to break down again she was weeping.

Thirteen was naked again: Jonni hugged her as she wept, “Oh Sweetie, we all still miss her.” Jonni noticed she was touching a lot of bare skin, “It looks as if you need to keep your mind on your clothing, in order to keep them on. I suggest you actually wear clothes or at least a bikini. Otherwise you could be, well a little over exposed at some rather embarrassing moments. Especially until you get your arousal under some level of control - your nipples are killing me as it is; I won't even discuss your intoxicating aroma.”   They hugged again, even this contact seemed sensual even though it was nurturing. Thirteen undulated as her body flushed from the warmth of the contact.

Clare realized she had sent the outfit away in a ploy to feel more of Jonni against her silky skin, the ecstasy that filled her making her tingle. It had been so delicious yet she wondered was the clothing destroyed or put into a virtual closet. Thirteen sniffed, the outfit popped back on her startling her a bit and Jonni as well, “Well it appears the clothing is permanent. Seems it gets sent to a virtual closet”

Clare set the Purse and parasol on the MedLev and they didn't disappear. Then she undid the closure on the neck of the halter and then the buttons down past the waist of the dress. Thirteen stepped out of it and placed it carefully with the purse. Her legs and stockings glistened from her juices, there was even the distinct squish from her shoes. Clare was sort of grossed out, but there was much to do and the teen noticed she had some control over stains and the fluid on her clothes.

Jonni set up the scanners to analyze the clothing, “Okay, set the scanners to see if the clothing is degrading.” Jonni noticed that the new teenage girl really towered above her, “Why such high heels Dear?” Jonni teased playfully, as she really enjoyed being the bottom in her relationships. Jonni found she really had to concentrate on caring for her patient first before looking at Thirteen as a lover.

Thirteen laughed, “The pain in my feet, and calves goes away once the shoe heels reach thirteen centimeters. I guess I will have to keep a pair of set of heels near by at all times.” Clare sat and slipped her shoes off. She then rolled her stockings down her legs placing them with her other clothes. They were clean and dry by the time she had placed with the rest of the clothing.

Jonni remembered the girls nights out with Clair Tylos, they were rather wild but a little more controlled she thought. “Those thigh highs are so naughty too, peaking out from the skirt.” Jonni continued,  "I'm looking at your Mother now in a whole new light... and you're sure these are hers? " Jonni impishly pursued Thirteen's impulse to chose these particular items.

Clare was sitting there in just a drenched blue thong, when she manifested a blue pair of shorts and matching halter top. Standing on the balls of her feet she adds pair of blue strappy sandals. Those days out with her Mum were so very special, they had gotten matching Mini skirts, but her Mums had been three inches longer than Thirteen's. “Well I guess I did make the skirts shorter, but Mum said I had the legs for them. Great it looks like I can make them last. Also I can send them to a virtual closet... Oh I send them to my closet.”

The Living Matrix filled in a bit more info. Then Clare passed it onto Jonni, “Seems I even have access to Mum's trunks...” As she popped through several different out fits before returning to the Shorts and Halter top outfit. Strange thing was there was a matching Parasol and Messenger bag with her laptop, make-up and other useful items. Though why Thirteen needed a laptop in her bag she did not quite understand.

The shorts were tight, making her wiggle more noticeable, her breasts jiggled in the loose halter top and her nipples extending to their fullest. She imagined a bra to hopefully slow the jiggle down. The tightness on her breasts made her moan: the restrictiveness of the silk and satin mixed with the faint sheen of perspiration coating her body. Clare realized she needed to tell Jonni what had happened before she had arrived.

Thirteen then related her early years, “I started dressing in Mum's clothes just after I turned eleven. Everyone was always saying how as I grew up the more I looked like my mother. Just after I turned thirteen, Mum came home and found me in her favorite Little Black Dress, and matching pumps. Thought for sure I was in big trouble. She helped me to wear the dress properly: we even had several mother - daughter days out when Daddy was away on business. I've always been thin, and willowy. Now I actually have some real dimensions that aren't forged every day in the gym but feel full and natural; even more sensitive as well....”

Thirteen continued, “Well just after I turned sixteen, I found Mum's secret stash, a leather corset dress, thigh high boots, and a Leather flogger. I was all decked out, and smacking her chest of draws when Daddy came in expecting Mum. My Father told me to never, ever wear woman's clothing again, and I haven't. I couldn't bear to have him look at me that way ever again. Almost three years ago - that was the last time I wore any female clothes, until these. You didn't know because that happened three months before you joined the team. After Daddy blew a gasket, I just did my best to be his son.”

Jonni was constantly running tests during Thirteen's summary. Jonni looked at the results, shook her head, “Oh I wish I had known, but I guess... Um how do you feel about this change? Because from all the test results you're an amazing, very healthy nineteen year old woman. You're slightly above human maximum mentally, physically, and very fertile.” Jonni, thought it was strange the info that was being delivered, “Though I guess with the multiphasic field you're pretty much guaranteed that it will have to be consensual sex - if you really studied the ramifications of sexual intercourse, that is.”

Thirteen shivered,then took a few more second before answering “Not sure about sex with men for the time being, that seems really strange after having been one. How do I feel about this, um I feel very turned on, it's something I dreamed of, in a way, being just like Mum. It's really frightening though, as I have so much happening to me and within me.” Clare recognized she really needed to understand her new situation before committing herself to any one, as she needed to know herself. “I Would love being with you Jonni, though I am not sure I am ready for any type of sex right now. Even though I seem to crave it, as everything seems to turn this body on. Every touch is so very sensuous and deliciously erotic. I really should try to get used to this body before doing anything more than kissing.”

Jonni smiled, thinking it might be a good idea to get Thirteen thinking about other things besides sex. “That's the idea take control, use your mind to make the best decision for any given moment. You appear to be handling your change well, so go on out and help with the investigation. I'll monitor you from here and let your father know that you're doing well. You're more fit than you've ever been, as the info from the scanner you made for me says you're physically stronger as well.” Jonni decided she needed to talk to Clark XII for this was sure to be a problem for him.

Thirteen smiled, “Thanks Jonni, and could you have those clothes taken to my room, wait I can do that.” Clare touched the clothing and off it went to her room via Trans-mat. “Um, maybe later you could help me pick out some things I'll need. I have a feeling I'm not letting this 'permanent' change go. I probably need a ton of training for the everyday girl, later after our normal evening training. As I don't think using the Living Matrix as a guide, not with its connection the the web, would be a good idea.”

She had been thinking of herself as Clare and realized she had not shared, “Oh and Jonni, sweetie, what do you think of my new name - Clare Anne...I want people to call me Clare Anne Tylos.” Thirteen grabbed her blue parasol, as well as the messenger bag with laptop and scanner. She headed out to the courtyard where the Trans-mat wreckage was being picked over carefully.

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 1 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.

She had been thinking of herself as Clare and realized she had not shared, “Oh and Jonni, sweetie, what do you think of my new name - Clare Anne...I want people to call me Clare Anne Tylos.” Thirteen grabbed her blue parasol, as well as the messenger bag with laptop and scanner. She headed out to the courtyard where the Trans-mat wreckage was being picked over carefully.

Just after Clare walked out Jonni called to her assistant, “Sandi keep an eye on the readouts for Thirteen, Clare Anne Tylos. I need to go chat with Clark XII make sure he is ready for his daughter.” Jonni noted that Clare seemed to be calming down according to the readouts. What worried her more was how Clark XII would react, after hearing how his previous dealings with his 'daughter'. Though this time things were completely different as Thirteen was genetically female, and super feminine, as she had inputs from three women as well as what her mother had taught her. Oh yeah so much easier to deal with, Jonni almost cried as she went out to find Clark.

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Thirteen detoured through the snack bar grabbed a banana and a bottle of water. Clare cooled down as she drank the water. Just inside the Control Room she peeled the banana. As Clare put it to her mouth to take a bite, Renny whistled, “Welcome to Tylos Industries Little Lady, John Rennel, most people just call me Renny, how can I be of assistance?” Renny was really impressed, but the girl seemed familiar, but from where.

Clare shivered from the creep factor, Thirteen had never been happy how Renny talked about women. Clare was baffled when she was aroused by Renny's virile grasp of her hand as he kissed her hand, “Well Renny, my name's Clare, but most people call me Thirteen, so dial back the pickup attempt.” Clare was even more confused:  it seemed every touch was exciting and she wasn't even overly fond of Renny.

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Clare remembered, how Renny acted the gentleman, but Thirteen knew of his true motives. It had been one of the 'Field Trips' Thirteen's father had suggested when he turned eighteen. They had gone to a go-go bar and Renny took the time to show Thirteen, all his moves to get a woman, and then get her to do things that... Well thirteen found it rather despicable and had left. Thirteen knew Mum never would have allowed such a callous act. But Daddy had changed without his wife's influence. Even Mink who had been with Tylos for twenty years, having been recruited by Mum, when she got her Degree at age fourteen, had threatened to leave. Thirteen had cried and begged her to stay, Tylos was on the verge of a blow up and life was about to boil over.

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Thirteen smiled as Renny backed away looking very uncomfortable. That was a new look for Renny, though I guess messing with the Bosses daughter might be something more difficult, especially when She used to be male. Clare also felt uncomfortable, The new girl was feeling attracted? To Renny... “Relax Renny, it is okay to hit on The Tylos heir, just expect to be rebuffed for awhile.” Thirteen giggled nervously, and thought to herself, 'if not forever'. Clare turned her attention to the video replay. Trying hard to suppress the attraction Clare felt for the virile man she was next too. Thirteen panicked, not wanting to be attracted to Renny, who disgusted her before the change.

Renny shook his head, the feeling of Thirteen's hand was unlike any woman he had ever touched. There had been a synaptic spark, which still lingered, “Well at least you seem to be taking this very well. But I guess that's to be expected as we've always trained to expect the unexpected. Isn't that our unofficial motto?” He pointed to the holo-display, “I queued the video to the first transport and have been playing them in one third speed. This is the Fourth transport vid playing at the moment.” Renny was drawn to Thirteen, he wanted to Kiss those tantalizing lips and feel her silky skin once more, using every skill he had, Renny worked his way closer. Finally running his hand across Clare's shoulders and down her arm. The feeling was so indescribable, Thirteen jumped away from the touch.

When Clare felt Renny's touch she nearly climaxed. She considered how she was dressed and felt it was too casual. Thirteen remembered another of her mother's favorite outfits a pink fluted top with spaghetti straps elasticized just under the bust, hip hugging skirt, of smooth satin with a fluted skirt that stopped at mid-thigh, pink strappy sandals with thirteen centimeter heels. Turning the messenger bag, and parasol pink. Adding a built micro-rail gun, sleep pellets, tracer pellets, anti-grav emitter and cappuccino maker to the parasol. Thigh holster for her mini-gigahurtz shocker and pink chopsticks holding the braided half of her hair in a knot high on her head, with the remainder flowing down just past her shoulders.

Thirteen was being sensuously tortured by the modifications to her body on the molecular level; she groaned from the alterations tugging her feminine physique against her clothes in yet another spasm of new exhilaration. Clare thought about the clothes she had changed to, they covered a little more but still really sexy. The main draw to thirteen was it was comforting that her mum had worn this outfit. The delicious heat was ameliorated by thoughts of her Mum. Thirteen closed her eyes as she thought of her Mum. She almost missed the red flash in the footage. “Renny back it up about twenty seconds and lets go one tenth speed.”

Renny looked back at Thirteen, “Sure just a mome...Holy shit, Mrs Tylos, I thought... ” Then he remembered this distracting body was Thirteen, “Um sorry, Miss Tylos, just that dress is...” Renny stopped stumbling over his words, did his best to shift his hard-on discreetly. Renny was still pretty shaken up from seeing a dead woman. He queued the video and reset the speed. But not so much that his lecherous mind did not think about, 'Damn maybe I might have a chance to finally sample what Clair never would give up. But I need to be more careful, as Miss Tylos may tell daddy, where as Mrs. Tylos just laughed it off.' Renny was almost desperate to touch Clare again.

Renny though was bewildered, Thirteen had been in shorts and a halter top looking hot, now she decked out in an outfit that made Clare look the spitting image of her mother. Still with his mind only half on the video he saw the flash and hit the pause button. Renny may be a little bit lustful, but was still a fine researcher. They saw there was a path of light that hit the select screen. “Where did that beam come from?” He half questioned, but never had a chance to figure it out as Clare was already making computations.

Clare, and the Living Matrix had reoriented the camera angle extrapolated the slope, and distance to the origin point. “It came from the south east, on an angle of thirty six point eight degrees and fired from a ruby laser seven point four miles away. Thanks Renny.” Thirteen kissed him on the cheek. Clare giggled as she saw the heat on Renny rise, she got warm from it as well. 'Well maybe the right man might be interesting.'

Renny flushed, damn Thirteen's so hot, “The only building in the area tall enough for that Angle is the Saetome Building.” He almost came from a kiss on the cheek, no woman had ever had that effect on him before. Renny knew he was in trouble, he might be better off just distancing himself from this tempting flower.

Before Renny could react, Clare almost reached her father's side, she had moved so quickly. Each step was amazing her breasts bouncing in the stifling confines of her bra the heat building inside her. Her hips jiggling under the swishing of the satin skirt. The flowing of her fluids running down her legs soaking her stockings, was rather embarrassing, and still very close too gross. There was something not quite right, everything seemed to be so very exciting. Thirteen's hair swept her shoulders: she quivered as all the sensuous feelings rushed through her body. Clare was on the precipice yet somehow, as she hugged her Father she was able to control her orgasmic scream that constantly tickled the back of her throat, and delivered the information as she soaked her thong to the fabric's point of failure. Even though she was sure there would be a puddle where she stood. Thirteen harnessed her emotion too deliver the info to her father. “Father the video shows the flash of a laser beam that came...” Clare giggled, as she had just cum, her body shuddering, she took a deep breath and tried to reign in her emotions.

Clark Tylos XII was still stunned, even though Jonni had spent nearly twenty minutes trying to make him understand that Clare was happy and adjusting well. That he needed to accept the change as best he could. When he looked at the gorgeous young woman in pink, Clark XII barely recognized her as his son. He lost it, “Thirteen? Son... WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE CLOTHES? I TOLD MY SON NOT TO EVER WEAR THEM AGAIN.” Thirteen looked just like his wife in one of her favorite outfits. He remembered they had packed them all away. Clark XII wept, was shocked by the look and feel of Thirteen. The Father was shaken to his core that it was his son... Daughter that did such things to his primal instincts. Clark XII could not believe it Thirteen had looked like Clair and reminded him everyday of his late wife. Now Thirteen looked exactly like Clair had the day they met it was breaking his heart. Clark XII had to stop himself from taking his 'Clair' into his arms to kiss her. He shook it off and Clark XII weeping, “I asked you not to wear your Mother's Clothes...” Still he also felt desire rise in him from his Son..., Daughters touch, NO that can not be.

Thirteen was equally mortified by her bodies reaction to touching her father and yet he was still calling her SON. So Clare decided to make it very clear, “Daddy, I'm Clare Anne now, C, L, A, R, E, Clare Anne Tylos, after mummy and Grammie. Though I suppose I could make it Clare Anne Sennyo if you would prefer.” She wanted to shake him, but knew that touch would probably fan the flames hotter. So Thirteen remembered the look that his mum used on him so very effectively. By using the 'Look' to make her father see his Daughter the response was definitely different she pouted and tapped her foot - that made her body shimmy in ways that a son's body never could. She writhed as another wave of bliss rolled over her body and this time both father and daughter shuddered. More delicious spasms washed over her body as she scooted away a bit so Clare could avoid her father's touch.

Thirteen pointed to the where Trans-mat crater was and then pointed out the path of the laser as she explained, A holo of the device appeared as well as a red beam of light. “In the video we found a laser beam hit the control screen of the Trans-mat device. So, um, Daddy the only Building tall enough from where the beam came is the Saetome Building.” Clare was having to pause, as her body quivered in rage and ecstasy. She was still shivering from her last orgasm, somehow was able to keep her next climax under restraint. The entire team was amazed as they saw the large scale holo-display as Clare described the scene.

With some vindictiveness Thirteen twirled, showing off her outfit, a bit more than she expected as her skirt flared up showing off her stocking tops and that she had a thong on, “Daddy these clothes are just darling I recreated them from the memories I had of Mother and what we shared...what you made me lock away.  Made them myself, well with a little help of the fused Living Matrix and Trans-mat Device.  I remembered Mummy loved wearing this and just chose this to honor her. These clothes have helped me cope with everything that's happened.” Clare was weeping and her body quaking as the fury and delicious sensations flow over her body.

Thirteen continued, “All I have to do is picture how things look and the Field creates the clothing, I added my own little accessories a parasol and messenger bag. I think we look scrumptious Daddy.” She then kissed her Father on the cheek and gave him a hug, she still felt the electric jolt surge through her. Clare shuddered, she did her best to suppress the wave of delight crashing over her.

Clark Tylos XII, sputtered and stuttered, he discreetly tried adjusting his rising manhood, “Yes, well, uh yes you ah so, and...” He stopped, took a deep breath and overreacted due to the newness of having a daughter. Afraid if he was being affected like this how others may react, “I will not have MY So... Daughter wearing a thong, with a Skirt that's way too short and you need to be wearing a bra.” Clark Tylos was brought up short as his daughter slapped him, some how even that had been erotic. Clark XII and Clare both glowed hot, he was sweating, while her skin glowed from the sheen of her secretions.

In a controlled voice Clare spoke to her Father, “Really Daddy, you teach me to deal with the unexpected day in and day out. Now you can not accept something we have no choice in. I am doing my best to make the best of this crazy malfunction, and you act like it is an AFRONT to YOU when really this has happened to me - ME. Would it have been better if I had died. Well Daddy this Maiden of Bronze is going to go find the origin of that Laser beam and, if I have to I will move out because I will not put up with such a betrayal of Our Family traditions.” Clare felt she may have over reacted, but her body was on the edge of an emotional eruption, and she needed to get away. The constant wave of orgasms over the last few minutes had made her wobble as bit as she tuned to walk away.

Clare steadied herself with her parasol, and sashayed away. The scrumptious feeling as her skirt swayed over her legs, and the silk brushing over her nipples making her warmer. Thirteen was an emotional wreck, the confusion, and anger, as well as the delicious heat that kept rising ever higher inside her. Even with all this craziness, Clare was enjoying her hair brushing over her shoulders and tickling her back through the silk.

Just after rounding the corner Thirteen nearly collapsed as she wept: then she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as her body was rocked by her most awe-inspiring climax of her short existence. Clare thought 'Maybe I should put the shield back up to dull the sensitivity from the contact with others. For at least a little bit, until I can better regulate my reactions - or, at least channel these impulses constructively. Of course my resistance is probably futile.'

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 2 Part 1

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.

Just after rounding the corner Thirteen nearly collapsed as she wept: then she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as her body was rocked by her most awe-inspiring climax of her short existence. Clare thought 'Maybe I should put the shield back up to dull the sensitivity from the contact with others. For at least a little bit, until I can better regulate my reactions - or, at least channel these impulses constructively. Of course my resistance is probably futile.'

Clark XII started to go after her but Mink stopped him. “Clark you need to get use to Thirteen being like this. Thirteen needs some space, she is still learning about her new body, give her some time you both need it. So let Hanna go with her while the rest of us work out how we are going to make the most of this mishap.” Hanna had already started after Clare.

Hanna stopped by the weapons cabinet as she quickly made her way to the Transportation area. She found Clare Strapped into a light blue 1933 Studebaker 56 Roadster. Hanna new it was the replica, for rather than the throaty growl of the original L-8 engine, there issued a low thrumming sound of the Tylos Hydrogen power plant.

Clare had on the the most amazing pair of goggles with pink straps that matched her outfit. As Hanna got in the car she was a little shocked. Thirteen's nine point harness had been strapped across her chest with a clip for the two vertical straps just above her breasts, those straps going between her breasts. The lap belt across her hips had bunched Clare's skirt up and left her dangerously exposed, the golden flesh above her thigh high's glistening. Hanna noticed that Thirteen was trying hard to reach a tranquil state.

Hanna noticed that Clare's nipples were even more pronounced, as she glanced over while strapping herself in the passenger side. “Thirteen, I know that this is almost a dream come true for you, well I know it was a dream of yours three years ago, after all I did join in on a few of your shopping trips. It would help though if you wore a bra, and consider wearing longer skirts, it's just not very proper for a young lady to show so much of herself. Also your Father would really appreciate it, he is really having a rough time over your change sweetie.” Hanna new immediately she had said the wrong thing, but it was too late. After all she was only five years oldwe than Clare.

Clare thought about how it had hurt versus the constant rubbing which was very arousing "Auntie Hanna, I am wearing a bra, it's just that in order for it to not hurt it could not be full coverage. My project for my Engineering Doctorate, was sabotaged, I have been Integrated with it and a half dozen gadgets. Changed Gender, after feeling like I was melting, thought I was going to die. Then everyone I touch sends jolts of pleasure through me. I tried to make this not so bad by remembering my Mum and what she wore, not like I was allowed to keep anything to remember her by so there is almost three years of hell, plus not being the SON Daddy wanted. I don't know who I am attracted too And He is taking it hard.” Thirteen finished her rant weeping.
Hanna was apologetic, she had thought Clare was adjusting well. Of course Hanna had stuffed her foot in her mouth, “Oh sweetie, I'm so very sorry. I was so sure you were adjusting, the beautiful outfit, the way you went right to investigating. Even the way you handled your Father before you walked away was so in control. You were just the perfect girl sweetie, come over here, let Hanna give you a hug.” Hanna did her best to keep her hands on the clothed part of Thirteen. Rocking with each other over the center console best they could buckled in with the harnesses.
Clare settled down, after awhile, sharing a few sniffles and finally a smile. Thirteen wiped her eyes and handed Hanna the gift she made for her, “Here I made a goggle set and scarf to match your pantsuit Auntie. Oh I included a shield generator in your goggles. I hope it works you might want to test it on the way there.” Clare drove through out onto the streets so much smoother than Clark had ever been.
As Clare navigated through the streets of Newport Beach in urgent manner she pushed the speed nearly ten miles an hour over the limit. Every light was green, or changed to green as they approached. Hanna was checking the goggles out, “Clare these are great, you seem to have a lot of your Mothers sense of style she loved the 1930's. The shield seems to be working, though there seems to be a little bit of feedback into the communication set.” The Team wore wireless Comm Sets, a small ear-pierce that hooked over the ear and a button mic attached to the collar or necklace, controlled by a finger tap or jaw movement. Which had helped in getting the team out of some nasty jams.
Clare smiled, “I remember Mum wearing much the same thing I have on right now though I know there were times she wore combat armor. Thing is I don't need combat armor as I have my multiphasic shield. Also I know you love what your looking at I smell your scent Auntie. I hope you do not mind if I ask Jonni out?” Clare was being driven to another orgasm as her arms brushed the sides of her very sensitive breasts as she turned the wheel. Using the pedals was a bit of a challenge at first with the thirteen cm heels on but She was used to it now.
Hanna replied, “I am sure he will love to take you out, but you need...” Hanna saw the look of horror on Clare's face, “Oh Jonni, not John Rennel" Clare nodded, and Hanna understood, "sure I don't mind so long as we have a date or two.” Hanna had been Dating Jonni for about three months.
At the next intersection there was a dip, Thirteen had been through here dozens of times. She did not think about what it was about to do to her new attributes, as she took the dip at speed, knowing the suspension on the 56 Roadster was up to the challenge. But Clare's suspension was shocked as every bit of her jiggled and bounced sending shock-waves of sensuous pleasure racing through her body. She soaked the seat as juices exploded from her new pussy, another climax rocking her world. She was able to keep control of the car, even as her eyes closed for what seemed to be forever, as her body quaked and writhed from the massive waves of delight. Clare Screamed, “OH MY! MY BRAIN IS ON FIRE!”
Hanna was impressed by the way Clare had smoothly navigated through the traffic while in the throes of Orgasmic delight, “Clare are you okay?” She was worried but Thirteen kept the car under control almost supernaturally.
Clare expressed, “Just fine Auntie, well more than that, sort of giddy actually. Now maybe you might understand why my skirts are so short. I wear what I do because it makes my intimate emissions less obvious. Also I always loved how Mum looked in hers and want to be just like her.” Clare found a spot on the street to park about a block away from the Saetome Building. “The Laser had to have been on one of the top three floors, twenty three, through twenty five.” Hanna was amazed at how Clare moved so fluidly getting out of the car, she spun her legs out the door smoothing the short skirt back in place as she stood.
Hanna also noticed the puddle in the leather seat, she pulled a towel out of the emergency kit behind the seat and cleaned it up. “Think we're going to need to double stock on towels now.” Hanna joked, Clare joined her in giggling about it.
Clare placed her gigahurtz shocker in it's holster between her thighs dangerously close to her honey pot. Then she grabbed her messenger bag and parasol. Her body shuddered, and she moaned “This is definitely more fun than being male ever was. Now hand me your goggles and your comm set.” Clare moved to the back of the car opening the trunk she set up the work bench in it so she could make adjustments to the gear.
Hanna laughed, and understood why the car had smelled like sex, “Well Clare, just remember your training, I hope that your body has some of the same muscle memory.” Hanna met Thirteen at the back of the car and handed over her gear their hands touched and Hanna felt a mild shock of pleasure pass from Clare.
Clare made a few adjustments on the Goggles and attuned it to her shield. She handed the goggles back to Hanna, “There you go Auntie, I tuned the Field on the goggles to my Multiphasic field so we can hear exactly what is going on with the other. Oh and Auntie, I know Kung-Fu... And seven other Chinese words.” Clare giggled, and her body shimmied in mirth.
Hanna placed the goggles back on her head, an amazing bit of tech and fashion. She switched it on and felt the shield caress her body, “Wow that's kind of nice the way it feels now thank you Dear One.” They closed up the trunk and walked the block to the Saetome Building.
What Hanna did not expect was the pleasure feed back she was receiving from Clare. As Clare moved, the sexual tension in her body was accumulating. Now Hanna had soaked her panties as well, and she was wondering where this pleasure was coming from as she didn't think it was the field doing this too her.
Clare noticed as she walked along the street the sound of her heels clicking on the hard concrete it seemed so strange. Again her body was moving in alien ways, yet Clare's mind wondered 'Why am I still leaking like this, should I ask... Everything seems to feel so nice... even the sound of my heels on the hard sidewalk is exciting...' “Auntie is there something wrong with me? I seem to be leaking all the time.”
Hanna remembered girls nights out with Clare's Mom, “Well sweetie, do you remember your days out with your Mother. She was just like you are now, well maybe a little more controlled, but she had years to get used to it. Here you are nineteen, dealing with a new extra sensitive body, new feelings and a totally different configuration. Also with lots more erogenous zones than you probably ever thought could exist. Look we can go back to the compound and Jonni can help you out while you get used to your new body in a controlled environment.”
Clare stopped in her tracks, she thought about that and realized what would happen. It would be like accepting her fathers reaction, it would be giving up. It is not what she had learned for the last twelve years, 'No matter what happens there is away to learn and be better for it'. “No Auntie, I have to do what I said I would, and my emissions make more sense to me now. I'll try to accept them as a good thing, for it is from enjoyment that they come.”
As they entered the courtyard of the Saetome Building, they saw a plaque on a wooden stake 'Memorial Pond for the Drowned Girl', Clare remarked, “How tragic she died Fifteen hundred years ago. Ah well anything goes. The local Fan boys have struck again. ” They both laughed at the reference.
Just as they reached the door they reached the sexual pinnacle together Hanna was amazed she had such a feeling with no touching, she didn't understand she was receiving but a small part of the pleasure Clare's body was generating from her sensitive new sexual components. Hanna was glad her silk slacks would not show her own orgasmic emissions. She did notice that Clare's legs were very shiny. Clare decided that it might be a good idea to dampen the feedback loop and make her sensitivity a lot lower. The adjustments seemed simple enough and she felt ready to face any new challenge. “Hmm We better set up a cover story, how about Temps?”
Hanna shrugged, “Sure just keep me in the loop.” Clare checked the computer records, so much easier now that she was one with a living Matrix. There had been several Temp agencies to choose from. Seems there was one that always sent two women, the rate seemed awfully steep but Clare really did not take the time to check the agency, just saw they sent a Ms. Nymphelle often, well she could be her and just set Hanna up as her own name.
Following what was probably a flimsy plan, they walked into the lobby, but luckily that was cut short. The security officer, with a name tag of Mr. Talbot, called us over. He leered at the women, his suit was tailored tight for his muscular physique. He thought why not take advantage of the situation, “Well the temps are finally here, get a move on girls. At least you are dressed in a manner that makes it easy to tell where each of you are to go. Let's be quick, your agency was paid quite a lot for you to be here. The tart with me, while the plain one signs in.”

Clare was sure that Hanna was going to blow a gasket. So she affected a bubble headed giggle, “Mr Talbot must think your name is 'Pop', Hanna(giggle).” Clare was happy that her cover story had insert so seamlessly. Clare followed Mr. Talbot into a back office. Clare remembered to increase the shield thickness so she might be less sensitive and keep her libido a little more under control.

Hanna spoke in her stiff upper class British accent (London's West Side, if you must know), “Dear girl, He meant a different kind of 'Tart'.” She spanked Clare's bum as she went off with Mr. Talbot. Hanna glided effortlessly to the counter and picked up the pen. Hanna tried hard not to giggle as she saw her name already printed on the page as well as the Name of a fictitious Temp agency that Clare had insinuated into their system only minutes ago.

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 2 Part 2

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.

Hanna spoke in her stiff upper class British accent (London's West Side, if you must know), “Dear girl, He meant a different kind of 'Tart',” she spanked Clare's bum as she went off with Mr. Talbot. Hanna glided effortlessly to the counter and picked up the pen. Hanna tried hard not to giggle as she saw her name already printed on the page as well as the Name of a fictitious Temp agency that Clare had insinuated into their system only minutes ago.

Clare stumbled slightly, Mr Talbot caught her by the elbow, his rough hands feeling so different from Jonni's soft caressing touches during her exam. He led Thirteen through the office, to a chair opposite a camera. Clare was shocked by Talbot's touch, it was burning her soul. Clare was finding the touch of men to be more intense, was it just the amount of pressure or some other attraction. Thirteen found that idea a little repulsive, though her body seemed to say get used to them as her body reacted by getting warm and making her wet. Clare was glad that the field had weakened the intensity of his touch. Clare decided to double the field strength as his touch still caused her to feel so delightfully squishy.  

Mr. Talbot observed, “Well at least your very easy on the eyes and I am sure you'll be able to bring your assigned duties to the desired happy ending.” The shock he felt from touching her made him wish he could do something more. Plus there seemed to be something in the air, making somethings much more difficult. But his boss Miss Sato had said they were VIP's and not the normal Temps that came from that Agency.

Clare was bedeviled by the feelings the touch from this man had given her. Then the excited girl thought of what 'Happy Ending' meant as she pulled her brush from her purse. Thirteen fumbled her brush and it looked like she was about to lick the handle when the flash went off. “That's no proper way to take a ladies photograph.”
she whined.

Mr. Talbot was having a hard time not laughing this had to be a joke. He then figured out why Hanna was so familiar, from the Tylos Group. He cast his eyes on Miss Nymphelle's photo, she had her mouth open and eyes focused demurely down. “But perfect for a tart, now get over to the desk and sign in. Try to keep your legs closed until you get upstairs. We really do not want you advertising that you're a whore.” Talbot didn't know what to make of Clare, seemed to be a bigger slut than the usual girls that came through. 

Hanna snickered at the scene as she walked into the office, and saw Clare still sitting like a boy. “Clare remember how your Mum taught you.”

Clare recovered, getting up with as much grace and dignity as she could muster, “Sorry um sir.” As she went back out the the counter to sign in. Clare found that all that she had to do was sign her name, well the name that her cover story had set up for her. Clare Nymphelle, she shook her head, to try to clear her head of some of the sexual saturation. Thirteen smiled the ditzy feeling was good for the character she was playing at the moment. The temp agency name was exactly as she had set up an the phone number that would be answered by the Matrix.

Mr. Talbot ordered, “Just go back to the counter and keep the bimbo from doing anything stupid. I know, I know that's quite inconceivable. Just wait there till I finish your pass cards, you have to slide them in the scanner to get to the floors you are going too.”

Clare whispered to Hanna, “I don't want to do a happy ending.”

Hanna saw Clare was panicking, whispering, “Just tell them it was a mistake, that you are from a different Temp agency.” Hanna pulled Clare into a motherly hug. They shuddered together, as the feedback still drive them to a delicious climax.

Then Thirteen asked, “So did he mention what floors will we be going too?” She was worried, she had never actually had sex even as a boy. Today Clare had been a sexual being, more orgasms, than she had ever had in the last six years. All Thirteen had ever done was some kissing and a little touching. No oral sex either, and now her first sexual experience could be...

Mr. Talbot came over with the pass cards, winked at the women, “Miss Nymphelle you are going to the 25th floor, Miss Frinch you are going to the 24th floor. Miss Frinch please do me a favor and escort the bimbo to Miss Sato's Office I would hate for her to get lost.” Both women tittered and walked over to the elevator.

In the Elevator, it refused to move till both cards had been swiped through the card reader. Hanna remarked, “I have a bad feeling about this.” Hanna touched the side of her slacks, “This is why you should wear slacks dear Clare, someplace for a sword.” As an extra-dimensional space opened showing the sword hilt. They shared a giggle, as Hanna and Clare both knew that Clare's Multiphasic field had shown it to have far greater capabilities.

Clare grinned, turned her parasol up, flipped a button on the handle, grabbed the top and showed off her own sword, “What just because I was a boy means I don't know how to accessorize.” Thirteen held her parasol up and twisted a few dials on the handle. They looked at the display together.

Thirteen remarked, “See, now we know there are two people up there and one is walking towards the elevator to great us. Not bad for a nymph in a mini dress with a parasol.”

Hanna bowed, “I bow to your superior accessorizing, I suppose you're going to have me in fashionable dresses by next week.”

Clare laughed, and changed Hanna's pants to a micro mini skirt “Ormaybe right now.” Hanna nearly shrieked, but the skirt turned back into her slacks. “Just kidding Auntie, I'll only do that when you ask for it Auntie, maybe more fashionable slacks at least. So I guess I'm the Bimbo for the moment, I guess 'we' can play an airhead.  Oh dear where is it,” Thirteen looked panicked as she rummaged through her purse, pulled a yellow post it out of her purse, “Oh found it see it says 'breathe' I forget sometimes.”  Clare breathlessly giggled, then they giggled together.

Clare and Hanna rechecked all their gear, the shields and comms checked out clearly. Thirteen checked in with Jonni, “Jonni, Team Thirteen checking in.”

Jonni replied “Read you Loud and Clear, Heart rate levels for both agents have leveled off.” Jonni had noticed that Clare had been in a constant state of arousal.

Hanna nodded to Clare, “Very nice, still no hum and the Force Field makes me feel safe.” Though all three woman felt something more, as Clare had connected them a little deeper than voice.

Clare had relaxed and felt more in control, her confidence was back and she was ready for anything once more. After all, she new 'Kung-Fu'. Thirteen giggled as she had been merged with the Living Matrix she had designed.

The elevator stopped and the doors slid open, as Hanna and Clare stepped out they were met by a Japanese woman. She had on a Black Kimono dress that ended at her knees, adorned with a red dragon, a thin red obi wrapped around her waist, black hose, and Red pumps the heels about ten cm high, “Welcome to Saetome International. I am Miss Sato, it is Good to See you Hanna Frinch and (Giggle)Miss Nymphelle. We are so very happy that Tylos Industries has acted so quickly to help address this situation.”

Clare and Hanna looked at each other gaped, then looked back at Miss Sato who giggled a bit more, “So who is your new associate Hanna? Sorry about seeing through your subterfuge but we knew that someone from Tylos Ind., would be here soon.”

Hanna was laughing, Clare had been stunned. Shaking it off, Clare stepped up, “Clare Tylos, pleasure to meet you Miss Sato.” Clare saw the questioning look on Miss Soto's face, “A cousin from back east come to learn under Uncle Clark.” Clare felt it smart to be vague so as not to have to answer to many questions about a place she knew little about. Even with the web connection she had. There was a small shock that passed between the two women but it did not affect Clare as much as her earlier shocks.

Miss Sato, was pleasantly surprised by the touch. She was sure there were no other Tylos family members alive with the same familial characteristics, the gold eyes and bronze skin. Though Clare's hair seemed almost red, compared to Clark twelve and Thirteen, whose hair was a dark golden brown. “Well we have a problem, Our laser was non operational, as we were awaiting a new ruby lattice for it. One grown to its special requirements. But this morning it was fired, by remote control.”

Miss Sato led them into a small office where a man chained to a desk sat. “This man was caught trying to flee prior to the use of the Laser, Regrettably we did not check it for sabotage, for in a manner of speaking it had been.”

Clare interrupted,as the Living Matrix deduced the situation, “This man installed a Ruby lattice tuned to a frequency of 1.21 gigahertz so it could punch through your shielded windows and then damage our experiment over in the Tylos Compound. The Ruby Lattice was destroyed by the firing, effectively shutting the Laser down.”

Miss Sato was almost impressed, “Amazing, I suppose next you are going to tell me who this man is and who his employer is.” remarked Miss Sato.

Clare blushed, not that it was very noticeable The Matrix matched the man up with Facial recognition. “This is Reagan Bush, he is of no real importance, a dead man really, as his employer has no more use of him. Mr Bush really has no knowledge that's of any use to us. As he was given his orders through a shell corp and they most probably lied to him. His actual employer is most likely Sun Corporation. I am guessing they contracted your company to build the Laser as well.”

Clare's parasol beeped, she flipped the switch on the handle for the holo-display for the Radar Scan. “Oh dear, there are two craft landing on your roof, with a minimum of thirty personnel, I believe Miss Sato you are under attack.” The holo-display expanded to a size large enough for all three women to see, as well as one back at Tylos Ind in Jonni's office.

Hanna shared, “Actually, I believe this just became a Joint venture between Tylos Ind. and Saetome Int. Is that acceptable Miss Sato?” Hanna Bowed.

Miss Sato Bowed, “Acceptable and looking forward to a most profitable association.” She tingled from her contact with Clare still effecting her body, all four women feeling a delicious tickle.

Clare concentrated and created a set of Chopstick hair pins, “A gift then to seal our agreement.” Clare moved with astonishing speed, braiding two thirds of Miss Sato's waist length hair, then making a knot at the top of her head with the chopsticks. Thirteen prayed that the field that enveloped Miss Sato would work at least a little bit.

Miss Sato was amazed at how quick Miss Tylos had moved. But Clare had move much faster than what had been reported as the family trait. Which was said to only be passed down through the direct line. “Later I would like to get to know Miss Tylos a little better.” She also felt the buzz of the field, “Oh and a force field as well, I will supply tea for our chat later. One more thing for it is rather depressing that Miss Tylos affects such a figure without a corset, I would appreciate that she not flaunt it and wear something that hides the fact she is not wearing a corset.” She felt she was probably being a little to vain and overly jealous.

Hanna smiled and giggled at the remark. She realized that she too had been jealous of the new girl's figure, “Well I think it is time to go meet our callers Ladies, and I bet not one is a Gentleman.”

Clare got playful, producing three under the bust corset dresses that ended mid thigh on all three women. Thirteen, covered the other woman's breasts with red and white halter tops, but had not been able to find a comfortable cover for her own. For just a few seconds Clare was topless, it seemed like minutes to her, till finally a satin lined Blue lace bandeau bra covered her breasts. “Miss Sato please call me Clare”

Clare smiled as Hanna and Miss Sato looked at her, remarking together, “Thank you for such a delightful way to hide your corset.” Though neither of them noticed their own new outfit. Till they turned towards one another, “Oh that's Cute your dressed just like Clare....” They each turned back to Clare almost Glaring.

Clare nearly fell on the floor laughing from the MasterCard moment looks from her friends. “Just think of the advantage these outfits will garner us. I promise not a single run, or if you really want I'll change you back to what you were wearing.”

They both acknowledge Clare, smiled and shrugged, “Works for me.” Miss Sato turned and led them to the way to the roof. The three women quaked, even Jonni shivered, as Clare climaxed.

Miss Sato was first up a delicate stair case to the large open space filled with an indoor garden, Cherry trees, pond with wooden bridges over to an island moss covered rocks and azaleas. A waterfall on the west wall cutting through a hill with more cherry trees. On the other side of the pond Combat suited personnel were swarming down the stairs, and moving towards them. The Ladies moved with deadly grace and caution.

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 2 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.

Miss Sato was first up a delicate stair case to the large open space filled with an indoor garden, Cherry trees, pond with wooden bridges over to an island moss covered rocks and azaleas. A waterfall on the west wall cutting through a hill with more cherry trees. On the other side of the pond Combat suited personnel were swarming down the stairs, and moving towards them. The Ladies moved with deadly grace and caution. Miss Soto in red lace corset dress and Hanna in a white lace corset dress with blue edging wearing matching flats. Clare was in navy peep toed stilettos and her blue corset dress.

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Sun Corporation 2 hours earlier: Madame Nimfylla Hafyaan was watching the feed from the Tylos compound, the Device being tested was amazing, she listened as the New CEO went over the strategy of the Mission being undertaken. Nimfylla was one of the few left over from the hostile take over. She had been Chief Operations officer of the Comm center, now she was just Operations Liaison. Madame Hafyaan was mostly happy she was still alive.

Addressing squad leaders and Watch officers Sukebe Desgraçado, “Operation Sunstrike, is two hours and thirty minutes away. Are both strike teams on station.” He had been able to depose the last CEO and complete the hostile takeover, the two businesses now under his control.

Colonel Termani replied, “Strike team one is assembled and ready to board transports sir.” He led the part of the Sun Corp security force that had been bribed to take down the previous CEO

Ex-KGB now head of security for Desgraçado. Major Kalmarity added, “Strike team Two is standing by for departure.” Her team had a twenty minute longer trip to their insertion point.

In such a tense situation the one thing no one wanted suddenly occurred. Keeping calm Madame Hafyaan reported, “The laser fired early, and the Device has malfunctioned. It is gone like it vaporized as well as the boy. Trying to get the video back..., We've lost our feed now as well. There was at least one casualty and the destruction of the device Monsieur Desgraçado.”

Screaming Desgraçado raged, “Dr Blyadischa, you said that it would only disable the device not destroy it. Get the strike teams out of here now we have lost our element of surprise.”

A giggling Dr Stripacha Blyadischa, strutted across the space in her swim suit with her sash from the evil genius beauty pageant. Doctor Blyadischa had been first runner up as her talent portion experiment had been cute rather than evil (It put pink bows on what the ray was pointed at.) “You never listen to me, I said it would disable it, but if it was in use there was a plausibility of total destruction." tapping her red Manolo petulantly she continues, "Not my fault the timer you used for the Laser firing was defective.” The Evil Diva was not worried as she knew who was really in control. She gave Sukebe a hip bump and moved over to the console.

The Control room below was a chaotic mess as the Team commanders and their staffs dashed for the elevators to the transports. Technicians were working on re-establishing contact with their spy camera network.

Madame Nimfylla reported, “I have the last bit of video we received after the destruction of the Transport Device.” She felt this might help her get a little more of her status back.

Desgraçado, “Put it on the main screen.” They saw a human shaped blob appear on the ground about twenty feet from the camera. Then most of the Tylos team rushed the blob. “From who I see missing, the casualty is most likely Thirteen,” He tutted, not sounding sad at all, “a very tragic end.” They saw the three women pick the boy up and place him on the medical platform, then as the blob was rolled past the camera it stopped transmitting.

Desgraçado loudly called out, “What are the Eta's of the Infiltration teams? Have them get their arrival times synced.”

Madame Nimfylla reported, “Team one is one hour ten minutes away and team two is one hour twenty minutes away.”

Desgraçado growled, “Contact agent R to see if he can get us at least audio, and we need more info on the project, Especially the processor of the device.” He smiled inwardly yes even Tylos has disgruntled employees, looking to make a buck or get even for something they felt they were passed over for.

Scrambling between two stations, Madame Nimfylla reported, “No replies on all frequencies, Comm vans have been sent to see if more power might get a signal through. All our agents within a mile of the Tylos compound have gone silent. We are having cascading failures, radiating out from the compound. Though no other electrical systems have been effected.”

Desgraçado cursed, “Damn it Stripacha, how come you did not see this possibility? That it would create a communications black hole.” Sukebe was starting to have second thoughts about having hired the runner up, but the money the winner wanted was ten times more than he was paying Stripacha, plus the bedroom benefits were very nice.

Doctor Blyadischa spun and slapped him, “I am not going to stay and take this abuse, I gave my predictions and suggestions. You just didn't bother reading them, I'm out of here.” Blyadischa stormed off the floor.

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Once Doctor Blyadischa was back in her lab she contacted her sister, “Andi, they have someone in the compound, an Agent R. They also had someone check my targeting coordinates, it was supposed to miss. I am so sorry about...

Mink hushed her sister, “Shh, Pasha, we knew it was a possibility, Thirteen is going to survive, it's just a small set back. Have you been able to stall on the Matrix blueprints they stole.”

Stripacha, smiled, so happy to hear her sisters nickname for her. “That has been easy as they are now incomplete, the legend page is missing.” Pasha was so happy she had been able to destroy that before anyone noticed. Her reverie is broken as she hears the lab door open, she turns to see her lover walk in. “Annie I have to go think I am in for some make up sex. “ giggling and disconnecting her phone.

Desgraçado slides over to Doctor Blyadischa, “So my Slutty whore was commiserating with her sister.” Sukebe was one of the few that seemed to see the meanings of her name, though her ex-husband had not been Russian. It was just bad luck she supposed, that the Irish Gaelic meaning of her given name was slut.

Doctor Blyadischa pouted, “I worked so hard for my Heartless Bastard,” a loose translation of his names. “and then you don't even read them, or pretend you are happy that I am still wearing my Swimsuit from the pageant.”

Desgraçado, smiles, and slides her Lab coat off her shoulders, “Well I took a look at your report and you were right. If I had read it I would not have hurt my Slut's feelings.”

Stripacha grimaced, about his pet name, but was happy about the sex that was coming, her Nymph-like sex drive had ended her first marriage. The devices she wanted to use for her talent portion of the pageant would have been better. If she had just been using one of her, ahem, special devices during the pageant. Maybe she might have been able to keep her attention on the device she was making rather than her sexual need drive her to distraction. She was sure she could have done better in it. As it was, her sexual drive instead drove her to distraction. If she would have won she'd been able to price herself out of Desgraçado's range. The sex was really good, but she would rather work with her sister, though in a way, she was.

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Madame Nimfylla Hafyaan used the emergency comm link set up to contact her hidden spies, “R and T report.” Maybe she could get some info out of them.

Agent T responded first, “Your saboteur has not come down from his task, Miss Sato asked for the Security Officer to meet in her office. I have orders to send the Tylos Team up soon as they arrive.

Madame Hafyaan orders, “When the Tylos team arrives harass them as much as you can. They will probably try and be covert.”

Agent T whispers, “Looking forward to that. T signing off.”

Nimfylla calls, “Agent R, respond.” She is starting to feel this contact was a double agent as they info received was like it was out of a press release, but she was sure the plans for the Living Matrix had been complete when they received them. Of course she would never no that they were until Doctor Blyadischa went over them.

Agent R's channel gives a burst of static, “Nimf this is R, they just reset the jammer, and restored normal communications. It took awhile to get free, the Med team is working on Thirteen and Clark 12 is shutting everyone out. When is the attack, I thought it was supposed to happen after the destruction of the trans-mat. You'll miss your window soon.”

The comm set went quiet, then a surge of white noise. Madame Hafyaan went white with fear, “Damn now I have to report to Desgraçado, while he was busy with that slut Doctor Stripacha Blyadischa.”

The tech looked at Nimfylla, “Um...”

Nimfylla gave the tech a sharp look,”Not a word, or I’ll send you in with the info. Print a copy of the transcripts.” She walked out of the Ops Center with the transcripts in a folder.

Pounding on the lab door Madame Hafyaan, not wanting to interrupt. She stood by the door hoping for a response but all she could hear was the grunting and moaning of the physical exertions of the couple.

She was getting worked up from the noises emanating from the lab, even the crash of glass was turning her on knowing what was happening. Then she heard the Big duet crescendo scream, she counted to ten then knocked on the Door again.

Madame Hafyaan just opened the door after a three count, keeping her eyes down “Sir, we were successful in getting reports from Agents R and T, I have a copy of the transcripts from the communications.”

Taking the proffered folder, her boss read through the transcripts. “Very good, excellent orders to Agent T, just one more thing,” Sukebe, escorted her back to the hallway, in a low harsh tone he conveyed, 'Never again refer to Doctor Stripacha Blyadischa, that way again.” The door closed firmly, Madame Hafyaan had been dismissed.

Alone in he hallway Nimfylla kept her anger in check, but had a special punishment for the tech when she got back to the Ops Center. To the door she sarcastically remarked, “Yes Sir, anything else sir?”

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“Ready Hanna, Miss Sato, well lets go Girls” Clare was humming “Ballroom Blitz” as she and Hanna fired their gigahertz shockers, regrettably at the same target area. The room was filled by music, 'Well, it'sbeen getting so hard Livin' with the things you do to me' Six of the invaders collapsed, four others stumbled it slowed the advanced of the others still up the stairs. The Invaders were unsure what was going on, as the music was coming over their comms as well. Clare and Hanna shared a look with Miss Sato, then the Trio advanced on their opponents. 'My dreams are getting so strange I'd like to tell you everything I see'

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 3 Part 1

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.

Taking the proffered folder, her boss read through the transcripts. “Very good, excellent orders to Agent T, just one more thing,” Sukebe, escorted her back to the hallway. In a low harsh tone he conveyed, 'Never again refer to Doctor Stripacha Blyadischa, that way again.” The door closed firmly, Madame Hafyaan had been dismissed.

Alone in the hallway Nimfylla kept her anger in check, but had a special punishment for the tech when she got back to the Ops Center. To the door she sarcastically remarked, “Yes Sir, anything else sir.”

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Miss Sato led them up a delicate stair case to the large open space filled with an indoor garden, Cherry trees, a large pond with wooden bridges over to an island, with moss covered rocks and azaleas. A waterfall on the west wall cutting through a hill with more cherry trees. On the other side of the pond Combat suited personnel were swarming down the ramp to the roof, and advancing towards them. The Ladies moved with deadly grace and caution. Miss Soto in red lace corset dress with matching ballet flats. Hanna in a white lace corset dress with blue edging wearing matching flats. Clare was in navy peep toed stilettos and her blue corset dress.

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Colonel Termani and Major Kalmarity, give out pre-jump orders, “Tylos Twelve and thirteen, the five extended family and Miss Sato are to be taken alive, everyone else, you shoot too Kill.”

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“Ready Hanna, Miss Sato, well lets go Girls” Clare was humming “Ballroom Blitz” as she and Hanna fired their gigahertz shockers, regrettably at the same target area. The room was filled by music, 'Well, it's been getting so hard Livin' with the things you do to me' Six of the mercenaries collapsed, four others stumbled it slowed the advanced of the others still up the stairs. The mercenaries were unsure what was going on, as the music was coming over their comms as well. Clare and Hanna shared a look with Miss Sato, then the Trio advanced on their opponents. 'My dreams are getting so strange I'd like to tell you everything I see'

The mercenaries from Sun Corporation were all confused by the fact their comm circuits were all jammed by the 'Ball Room Blitz'. The mercenaries were wishing they could remove their helmets as the sound kept rising till the music was blaring in their ears. Colonel Termani and Major Kalmarity swore, “Damn, get the comms fixed, so I can keep the idiots, under control.” The Comm Tech's cursed under their breath and feverishly worked to get control of their comms back.

In the Tylos Compound Sun Corporation mercenaries free falling from the Grav-Transports, were just as confused, as Clark XII calls out the alarm. He laughs as the 'Ballroom Blitz wafted from sound from the mercenary's comms, “Well seems my Daughter is better than ever. Nice trick piping her music over the enemies comms.”

Back at the Saetome building, Clare fired off two sleep pellets with the micro-rail-gun, which bounced off the Mercenary's armour with seemingly no effect. She thought 'Need to see about adjusting the velocity.' Thirteen expanded her senses, which opened her up to the scents of the mercenaries. 'I see a man at the back as a matter of fact His eyes are red as the sun' Hanna had the same results with her dart gun. Kisa was engaged hand to hand with three mercenaries. All three women felt the energy weapons blasts bounce off the shields, feeling like a feather tickle sliding off their bodies. Clare found that her Multiphasic Shield made the blasts tickle, giggling as she sang. 'And a girl in the corner let no one ignore her 'Cause she thinks she's the passionate one'

The Mercenaries clicked power selectors to kill, ignoring their last heard orders. They just wanted to finish this mission and get their helmets off as their ears rang from the music. These women were not effected by their weapons, so they got more aggressive.

Clare swung her parasol, wanting to stay away from fatal attacks. She really noticed the different fragrances, it made her shiver, the heady bouquet of multiple scents was so delightful. ' Oh, yeah, it was like lightning, everybody was frightening And the music was soothing, 'cause they all started grooving Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah' A solid blow to the head dropped the another of the mercenaries, cracking his helmet. She spun the parasol round as she twirled on her toes. Clare was rocking out and singing along. Spearing the next in the throat with the broad tip, he collapsed at her feet. The spinning Clare's next foe had witnessed she was a real threat, and had blocked the parasol then dodged to the side.

The delicious scents, and vibrations of the mercenary's Kill shots bouncing harmlessly off the Clare's force field driving her into a delightful climb to climax but the need to stay in control kept her from falling over the edge. Her partners were also on the edge, the kill shots not so bad, but with the feedback from Clare, it helped turn them on. 'And the man at the back said everyone attack And it turned into a ballroom blitz And the girl in the corner said boy, I wanna warn ya It'll turn into a ballroom blitz Ballroom blitz Ballroom blitz'

Clare was surprised by a forearm swing across her breasts, the forearm and fist smashing across her nipples. Clare was happy she had boosted her shield, but the shock still registered her body shuddered in ecstasy and pain. 'Oh, I'm reaching out for something Touching nothing's all I ever do Oh, I softly call you over'. Clare felt her passion run down her legs, still she recovered enough to dance away from the Merc as he tried to press his advantage. She quivers as her body spasms from the orgasms triggered by the multiple inputs and feedback. The trio of her friends all shuddered from their own climaxes, all four women remained delightfully on the edge of climax, Thirteen's hip wiggle was really drawing attention as well.

Hanna had noticed the mercenaries had not really taken them very serious with them wearing dresses. She thought as she moaned from the sexual wave of pleasure washed over her, 'Wow Clare really is driving these sexual crescendos. Maybe the Bimbo look could be effective for me as well, Nah, don't have the figure for it.' The other two from the trio of mercenaries near her pressed their attack though they were more wary. Hanna found herself humming along with Clare. 'When you appear there's nothing left of you Now the man in the back Is ready to crack as he raises his hands to the sky'

Miss Sato had put two down with two more circling her. Kisa moving fluidly, her deadly strikes so deceptive. She dodged as her body shuddered from Clare's shared orgasm. Kisa rolled coming up with a spinning kick stunning both attackers they dropped to the floor. Even Miss Sato was singing 'And the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner She could kill you with a wink of her eye'

At the Tylos compound, Jonni was shuddering, happy she was not too fight, and glad that there had been no need of the Med facilities. Jonni new the pleasure that traversed through her was from the connection with Clare.

On the garden floor at Saetome, Hanna unclasped her katana from the navy blue belt around her waist. Leaving her sword sheathed Hanna surprised them with the speed of her strikes. 'Oh yeah, it was electric, so frantically hectic And the band started leaving, 'cause they all stopped breathing Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah' Using that surprise she spun smashing the three with temple strikes dropping them as well.

Kisa performed a scintillating flying spin kick and the last of her opponents collapsed. As she danced to another stanza, 'And the man at the back said everyone attack And it turned into a ballroom blitz and the girl in the corner said boy, I wanna warn ya It'll turn into a ballroom blitz Ballroom blitz, blitz, blitz, '

'Oh yeah, it was like lightning, everybody was fighting' Clare expanded her field, pushing the power making it really sizzle, and the shock took out three more mercenaries that had navigated past their fallen comrades. Clare staggered a bit, as did three others standing near the top of the ramp at the farthest reach of her field. 'And the music was soothing, they all should have been grooving'. The three women glowed as their skin had became drenched from the arduous fighting, and the delightful waves of sensual pleasure washing over them.

Miss Sato and Hanna dispatched the stunned ones then helped Clare up to the roof. The trio did a hip bump and grind together out onto the roof. The trio was radiating sensuality, pleasure and ferociousness. Their smiles and the fact they were still perfectly dressed after wading through the others made the remaining mercenaries turn to flee. 'And the man at the back said everyone retreat And it turned into a ballroom blitz. And the girl in the corner said boy, I wanna warn ya It'll turn into a ballroom blitz Ballroom blitz Ballroom blitz' Clare pushed all she could into her field engulfing them and the transports in a bright flare of crackling power, Clare and the remaining mercenaries collapsed.

On the street level in front of the Saetome building The Saetome Security staff was engage with the last ten Sun Corporation mercenaries when they collapsed. The Saetome Security staff was perplexed as to why but did not wish to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Jonni panicked, when Clare's stats dropped off the charts as she collapsed. “HANNA, what happened to Thirteen?” The Trio still connected, felt the feedback as they watched Clare unconscious body convulse they felt it as well. Jonni, Hanna and Kisa all fell to their knees as the wave of pleasure engulfed them.

At the Tylos compound the Mercenary's comms went silent, then squealed a little as the comm tech got control with no idea how he had. Then Colonel Termani ordered, “Abort, all troops abort, meet at contingency Delta.”

On the roof at Saetome, Hanna, stood on wobbly legs using her Sword to steady herself. She reached over to check on Clare, as Kisa started to secure The mercenaries. “Jonni, Clare is fine she just passed out from over exertion.” Hanna checked her belt pouch and pulled a space blanket out to cover Thirteen.

At the Tylos Med Center Jonni replied, “Sent a med team your way just before the attack. I Will be there soon as I can, we have a few skirmishes still.“ Jonni just had a few reporting in with wounds.

Agent R was wondering, 'I gave the field frequencies to Sun Corporation, did they not change the weapon specs.' Checking the field generator out put she found it had been been changed to a varying frequency modulation, but when?

On the roof near the Transports Miss Sato did her best to lock them down. The first of the two non-functional personal carriers the pilots slumped at their controls a comm tech and Major Kalmarity, she was joined by Hanna. They both recognized the Major, “Kalmarity!, Sun Corporation is really looking to expand.” Kisa exclaimed as they searched her very deliberately.

As Hanna looked over the craft, “There is a lot of stolen Tylos tech in this transport. Soon as Clare is up to it, maybe she can undo what she did and we can gift these to Saetome International.” Thinking of Thirteen, “Clare sure put a lot of fun in that fight, and she didn't ruin her shoes or stockings.”

Kisa laughed as they continued to place restraints on the fallenmercenaries,“Silly Americans, that's why we Japanese remove our footwear. Is Miss Thirteen doing fine?” The funny thing was that she was wearing a very nice pair of ballet flats.

Hanna looked at Miss Sato quizzically, then smiled, “Oh guess you were tied into our comms through the Shield Clare made for you.” Hanna checked Thirteen, who was smiling, her body still vibrating from the ripples of her last climax, “Yeah she was electric' she had the most fun. I think as she has very wet stockings, and a puddle under her. Don't think the men in the back ever had a chance.”* Apologies to SWEET, Nicky Chinn and Mike Chapmen for the Miss quotation of 'Ballroom Blitz'*

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 3 Part 2

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.

Hanna looked at Miss Sato quizzically, then smiled, “Oh guess you were tied into our comms through the Shield Clare made for you.” Hanna checked Thirteen, who was smiling, her body still vibrating from the ripples of her last climax, “Yeah she was electric, she had the most fun. I think as she has very wet stockings, and a puddle under her. Don't think the men in the back ever had a chance.” *Apologies to SWEET, Nicky Chinn and Mike Chapmen for the Miss quotation of 'Ballroom Blitz'*

Down on the street level the only ten of the twenty Mercenaries remain standing. They are caught in a crossfire as the Tylos EVAC team arrives. The Tylos team landed in the parking lot as they had not been able to contact the Saetome Security for rooftop landing permission. The ten person EVAC team is a Doctor, two nurses, six combat medics and a pilot. They help round up the Mercenaries and start treating the injured.

Back on the roof, Miss Sato felt that she to was rather damp between her legs, “Clare somehow, um, shared what she was feeling, with me as well I think.” Flushed from the feelings Kisa extracted a fan from her obi to cool down from the shared pleasure. Fluttering the fan with finesse she continued, “I suppose if we are going to be so intimate we should be on a first Name basis, so please call me Kisa. Clare is quite the fighter, but needs to learn discipline in using her abilities.”

Hanna laughed and winked, “Pleasure to be your friend Kisa. Clare is a real sweetie as she really likes sharing the pleasure. I wonder if Mink has been affected, just seems to be those of us that have had a Field generator made for them. Mink might be a little upset not to have been included.” As the duo continued to make sure the Mercenaries were well shackled.

Kisa complained as she whacked a mercenary with her fan, Stunning him back to unconsciousness, “I still can't reach my security forces, yet Jonni miles away shared in our pleasure and is heard loud and clear.” Miss Sato, takes her comm unit off and tries to reboot it too the Saetome system. As they return to Clare she does a quick scan of the peaceful woman.

Hanna picks up Clare's parasol, “What frequency does your security network use?” Hanna looks over the dials on the handle of Thirteen's parasol. “Hmm not as easy as Clare makes it look but I think we can get it worked out.” Carefully rolling the dials, after toggling the display on.

Kisa relayed the frequency, “Three point one five Gigahertz, broadcast over antenna that is part of the building.” She looked on as Hanna fiddled with the dials.

Hanna got the display to come up, and then all it took was a bit of mental exercise to make the frequency adjustments on the force fields. They then heard all the chatter from Saetome Security forces trying to reach Kisa. Hanna smiled, “Sorry about the jamming, Clare just set the fields up for normal Tylos protocols. Guess there are bound to be a few kinks in things she creates for those that have other requirements. I set Saetome freq to the left side of your mouth. Just touch your left cheek with the tip of your tongue to talk to them then double tap your front teeth to mic off.”

Kisa smiled, “Considering it probably saved my life multiple times, I'll not be complaining about the loss of comms. However I am sure Security Chief Kano will.” She touched her cheek and explained, ”Sato back online, just a small comm malfunction. The roof is secured, need clean up, for thirty three detainees.”

Kano replies, “There's a Tylos EVAC team down here, they are currently, working on the wounded. We have six personnel I can spare right now.”

Hanna suggested, “They can get here quick if they load them in the transport and bring a nurse and a medic up for Thirteen.” She reached out to touch Kisa with a soft pleading look in her eyes.

Kisa added, “Send your team up with the Tylos team, requested by Hanna. There should be space next to the other transports.” She tapped her teeth and looked at Hanna, “I wish I had half as much talent as your team over at Tylos.”

Hanna laughed, “At the moment you have seventy-five percent of the Tylos talent on site, Clare is the one making things happen at Tylos. I have a feeling Sun Corp made a big mistake, with the sabotage. Now Thirteen has even more resources to use.” She noticed Thirteen was starting to come around.

Clare moaned, “Wow don't think I want to do that again anytime soon, but still it was a real good time.” She tried to stand but plopped back on her bum.

Hanna asked, “Are you okay here?: Rest here while we get a MedLev brought up. Then we'll get you down to the office.” Hanna connected her comm link to Jonni, “There's a team landing on the roof now.” She hands Clare her Parasol.

Jonni responded, “About time that team got there, I sent them when Clare was spiking earlier. I'm really sort of busy here, we just fought off about fifty Sun Corp personnel, that dropped in using Tylos Tech.”

Hanna exclaimed, “Any causalities?” she may have been upset with Renny and Clark but they were still family, especially to Thirteen.

Clark XII broke into open link, “Hanna, we're fine, just a few bruises. What about you and Thirteen, how's my Son?... I mean Daughter.” 'Damn what's wrong with me?' Twelve chastised himself.

Hanna almost closed the link, “Your Daughter Clare was amazing Clark. Just need a little medical assistance as SHE is exhausted from all that SHE has been through. ”

Clark felt the ire in Hanna's voice, replying, “I deserve that, look there is a lot of damage here, why don't you and the girls see if Saetome has space available Thirteen, Jonni, Mink you and your support staff. I have a few conferences to go too, and Renny can coordinate the reconstruction. The fewer people here for the bots to work around the better.” Clark was worried but still not sure about what was happening to his life. “Before I leave tomorrow night how about we all have lunch at Thirteen's favorite restaurant 'El Pollo'?”

Jonni logged into the connection, “Mink and I will be at Saetome soon, just have a few more Mercenaries that require medical attention. Most the facilities here are filled, well what's still working. We can go to my office near there if we need too. Clark lunch tomorrow sounds great, so glad you remembered.”

Hanna acknowledge, “Jonni have Mink land next to the other transports on the roof, then follow the path to the office just past the tranquility garden. Clark sounds like your finally getting it. So tomorrow at one, I'll make reservations for the family.”

The link was still had some chatter on as Kisa offered, “Your team is welcome the use of the twenty third floor. It would be a great honor to house Clare.”

The Med Team tried to make Clare more comfortable but could not touch her clothes through her Multiphasic Shield. Not that she looked uncomfortable, the way she was smiling. Saetome Security team started loading the unconscious Mercenaries into the Tylos transport for quick consolidation.

Saetome group carted off the mercenaries for interrogation. The Security Chief called in, “Kisa, we will put them with the twenty that attacked from the ground. What about the the transports on the roof, and Tylos Team?”

The Med team took Clare down into the Garden while Kisa and Hanna helped get the roof secured.

Down in the Lobby, Talbot's proximity tracker sounds, as Reagan Bush was brought out of the elevator. Talbot was sweating as the Head of Security Chief Kano was working from the office.

Talbot reached for the remote to trigger the subcutaneous device that would kill the thief that Sun Corporation's Madame Nimfylla Hafyaan ordered dispatched. But when he triggered the remote nothing happened.

At least Talbot thought nothing happened his comm-link with Sun Corp opened, Madame Hafyaan forcefully spoke, “T what took you so long to kill that thief?; and What's going on there?”

Talbot was really sweating now, afraid that some one might hear Hafyaan over the ear bud as she screeched her questions. Talbot discreetly covered his mouth trying to keep his actions an words covert. “Keep it down Madame Hafyaan, the Operations team is in the Lobby Office, I pressed the remote and he is still alive, and Tylos is here they...”

Clare had seen the device when she first scanned Reagan Bush, and had disabled it setting it up to call the frequency it was tuned too. Thirteen picked up the communication between Talbot and Hafyaan, cut the connection and sent a feedback squelch to both circuits. It knocked Talbot out, and destroyed the comm set at Sun Corporation Headquarters. “Chief Kano, Talbot was working with Sun Corporation. His comm set is blocked from transmission at the moment, and the device in Reagan Bush has been disarmed. Clare...” The Exertion made things go gray around the edges with dark spots starting to cloud her vision, she closed her eyes and drew on the lines of power around her.

Clark put all the info together, an idea came to mind, he quickly spoke as her signal cut out, “It might be a good idea to keep a low profile, as Sun Corporation seems to be after Thirteen. Sennyo is an excellent choice it may help Clare in her transition.”

Kisa smiled at Hanna, Kisa remembered that Clair Sennyo-Tylos, had made all her Medical Devices available through Sennyo Limited. Maybe it might be better to set them up here under that name, she quickly tapped into the Saetome comms, “Clare Sennyo and her Associates are Honored Guests, you shall treat them with the respect. We are lucky this extraordinary young woman, Clare, was here. As to the disabled transports Sennyo Limited shall be taking care of those.”

Hanna was amazed at how quickly Kisa had latched onto the ruse of using Clare's mother's maiden name, “Sennyo Limited, thanks Saetome Corporation for accepting us.”

Jonni asks, “Is Clare unconscious again?; Her data keeps dropping out and then back in. Thirteen's vitals are looking good, but it is very scary when they just disappear like that.”

Mink chimed in, “Sign me up, I'll go get us a transport ready for us Jonni.” Mink headed for the transportation Facility.

Jonni said, “I'll have Rae pack up some of our medical equipment for transport, And I'll load the encrypted plans Thirteen has been working on. ”

Hanna replied, “That may not be necessary Jonni. Check with Clare first, so Sennyo Limited is the first step, under advisement of our hostess.” As the last of the rooftop Mercenaries were shuttled down to street level Kisa and Hanna walked back to the roof top entrance of the building.

The sight they found as they came into the gardens was amazing. The garden was pristine as when they first entered, Clare was sitting at the table for ten laid out with plates chopsticks and silverware. There was a tea tray filled with rice balls, scones, cream, sugar and four pots of tea. Everything required for Japanese or English tea. The four Med Team personnel were sitting on her left drinking tea and enjoying the food Clare had sat in front of them.

They move towards Clare, Kisa remarks, “Astonishing, she repaired all the damage in here already she is a miracle.”

Clare smiled and mentally opened comm links to both Tylos and Saetome group frequencies, “I welcome you to our team Kisa, Sennyo Limited, what a nice ring. The 'Lady' approves, and is very amused. Jonni leave those file on the server, I'll access them in bit and encrypt them personally. Sennyo dropping to person to person calls.” All Sennyo Limited Execs, Clare, Jonni, Hanna, Mink and Kisa were dropped from the multiplex comms of the to Security Forces.

Thirteen giggles as she stands to models the form fitting royal purple dress that ended at mid thigh the skirt flaring gently over her hips. With a square bodice that pushes her breasts up, the lace insert was ruffled around her slender throat. There were tulip appliques that covered her nipples, but could not hide the fact they were still engorged. The body of the dress appeared to be over a heavily boned corset. Clare did a slow turn, showing off a near backless dress, showing a shiny white lace and satin corset gap-less tied with beautiful purple silk bows. “I am feeling much better my dear friends. Though I think I shall sit a bit more and let someone else serve. Sorry Kisa about wearing shoes in here, but my calf muscles require me to wear heels with a minimum height of thirteen centimeters .”

The beautiful matching pumps seemed much higher than thirteen centimeters. Hanna, and Kisa were amazed at the angle her feet met the floor. Clare noticed the look on their faces, “Oh, I was experimenting with heel height, if there would be a height that is uncomfortable above thirteen centimeters. I got all the way to eighteen centimeters before it got uncomfortable. So I backed it down to sixteen centimeters to cut the chunky platform out and keep them looking as slim as this dress.” Clare's hair was in a high up-do, though the curls still fell down past her her shoulders.

Hanna took a seat at the table, “Clare are you Okay? Jonni is worried your vitals keep dropping out. By the way, why all the amazing outfits and hairstyles?” Hanna then realized how tired she was, but at least not as bruised as she could have been.

Kisa sat opposite Clare after serving Hanna, Clare and herself. The party enjoyed the tea and food, in pleasant silence, Clare feeling stronger with the rest and food. “I just thought I would catch up a little on my last five years of girlhood I missed.”

Hanna's comm-link chirped with Mink's personalized ring, “Hello Mink, What do you need?” she placed it on speaker.

“Hanna could you see about getting these guys to not point their weapons at us.” Mink sounded really nervous. The Saetome team that was shuttled back to the roof had missed that there was Sennyo Limited shuttle coming. They thought it was going to come in as Tylos, and were reacting to possible new threats.

Kisa's eyes flared, “Great now comms are restored and they don't listen.” Kisa took control of the Saetome command frequency the link chirped, “This is Kisa Sato X-ray Bravo Tango Six, Stand down, Sennyo Limited is authorized roof top landing and parking. They are new tenants of the twenty third floor.” Kisa made a note that all personal codes needed to be changed in the next three hours.

Mink and Jonni joined them, Clare seeing their surprised expressions remarked, “My demise has been greatly exaggerated.” Setting them all off in giggles. Then she remembers something that she just barely notice when things were going gray on her, “El Pollo tomorrow at Thirteen hundred.”

Thirteen perks up, then locates her father. In the Tylos compound, Clark XII is surprised when Clare pops in and flings her arms around him, “OH Daddy I love you, see you at lunch tomorrow.” then she is gone before he can respond. But his body remembers the loving hug.

Clark sighs, “Let's get a move on people I have a lot to do, and I have a very important lunch date tomorrow.” Reminiscing he realizes Clare smells just like her mother.

Back at Saetome building the gathered 'family' see Clare pop back into her chair, “Daddy remembered my favorite restaurant.” Thirteen coos, as the Sennyo Limited team look at the amazing woman that is to lead them.

Kisa stepped up to Clare, pouring her more tea and placing more rice balls and shark rolls on her plate. “I am humbled by your kindness to make our tea, thank you for allowing me to be a respectable hostess and serve.”

As Kisa finished refreshing everyone's tea, Clare joked, “It was a very tragic day for the Sun Corp since it was an anything goes type of day.” The women all groaned then giggled. Clare didn't say much as she was so very hungry. Clare realized she'd nothing to eat since breakfast.

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 3 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.
I apologize for the delay in posting as Fantasy Hero: Game Changer sort of distracted us, and still is.

As Kisa finished refreshing everyone's tea, Clare joked, “It was a very tragic day for the Sun Corp since it was an anything goes type of day.” The women all groaned then giggled. Clare didn't say much as she was so very hungry. Clare realized she'd nothing to eat since breakfast.

Kisa asked, “How did you come to have the ability to control your field so well?” It had been amazing seeing the field around Clare lash out, the lavender glow as it surrounded Clare and then knocked the Sun corporation mercenaries out.

Hanna noticed that Clare was too busy eating, “She was at the control panel of a new device, that was hit by the beam. The device malfunctioned and combined her genetic structure with a lot of the tech that was around her. I would guess since the Trans-mat and Living matrix are bout her designs that Clare knew them intimately already.”

Kisa wondered, “Was anyone else affected by the mishap?: It is amazing that Thirteen was able to recover enough to come over to investigate.”

Clare made the decision to tell of her change, “I was the only one in the Trans-mat bubble. I probably took a new template from the three that picked me up, Jonni, Mink and Hanna. I feel bits of each of them in my mind and feel that my body shape and movement were effected by them as well. Though I feel my mother is the the greatest influence on me. Truthfully I think Daddy was more debilitated than anyone else, he seemed to be having the most trouble with the change. But he did remember my favorite restaurant, so he's not totally a lost cause.”

Kisa nodded, “ Fathers always seem to have the most trouble with change, I am sure he loves you Clare, probably just being overprotective of his new daughter. I can really see that you have captured your Mother's flair for clothing. Much the same as Captain, I should say Doctor Sennyo-Tylos wore instead of her uniform. I remember my father grousing how she never wore her Dress Uniform to Functions. I always told dad that as she was in the Medical Command she had that option as they needed her skills more than she needed the Military.”

Clare swallowed and put her tea down, “The brass didn't understand, why she volunteered for Afghanistan, when she seemed to always fighting them by not wearing a uniform in the hospital wards. She always wore her own designs, covered by a lab coat with her name tag. That was the only way she showed her military rank. She felt that her clothing was better for her patients healing. The SecNav said that if she had worn her uniform at least to the staff meetings she'd have made Admiral. Not that she cared about that, all she wanted was to heal. All that mattered to her was training and finding ways to upgrade medical devices for better treatment. I still wonder why he said such a thing to us at Her funeral.” Clare wept, till fatigue draped over her and she dozed lightly.

Jonni laughed as the three friends again were there to take care of Clare, “Why does this seem familiar, on three..., I was able to make some adjustments to the MedLev with info from the glove she gave me.” Clare was soon more comfortable on the MedLev, her vitals were stable. Thirteen showed the signs of REM sleep. On this lift the each felt a mild synaptic shock that made them shiver delightfully. They were probably being over cautious but with so many changes it was best to err on that side.

Kisa led the Sennyo Limited group to their new residence. Sharing info about building services available, “Our chef's make a wide variety of food, Sushi, tempura chicken, Kobe beef bowls, even pizza. I'll have a buffet sent up later, and shall make sure you are well stocked with saki and tea. Just let me know if there is anything special that you would like.”

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At Sun Corporation, Doctor Stripacha Shalava Blyadischa, was showering trying to get the slimy feeling from being with Sukebe. Sure he was good in bed but his nature of evil was very hard to deal with. Stripacha really wanted to leave his employ, but the problem with the evil genius inventor cover was the Evil master mind usually used death for termination of employment. But she new the job was dangerous when she took it.

Now if she could only make her escape now that she was sure that Sukebe was mostly harmless. Well as long as she could make new devices that were mostly ineffective versus the Tylos group, though that was a problem in that it could lead to her termination for being ineffectual.

Madame Hafyaan was trying her best to salvage what she could from the data that had fed back from the armor and weapons. The data mining chips she had been able to add to that slutty Doctor's inventions showed that they should have done much better than they had. 'Hmm it is as if they were planned for, do we have a leak. I guess I need to assume so as I have my resources. Just that I was sure the unstable nature of Sukebe would preclude the thought of someone double crossing him.'

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The trio of women were amazed by the space they were led to. Half of it had workbenches and a room just perfect for a medical bay. Jonni moved Clare there with two med techs watching over her. The back half had four suites, three had three bedrooms each and the other had two bedrooms. The four med techs were assigned rooms together, as were the Engineers billeted together. Mink, Jonni, and Hanna would sleep in the room next to Clare's or they wondered if they would be with Clare. Whom ever that she felt like sleeping with on any given night. At least they anticipated she might feel inclined to do so.

The staff of Sennyo Limited had really enjoyed a wonderful with Clare and Kisa, now Lady Sennyo slept. Jonni, Mink, and Hanna sent the others off to collect their personal items from the Savage Compound. Kisa joined the trio at the end of the MedLev, wondering when Thirteen would next wake.

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Location Delta, Colonel Termani looks over the few remaining men that escaped the aborted takeover of the Tylos Compound. There weapons had been useless as the shields were much better than reported. The value of the information that Agent R was not worth keeping her alive. Soon as the tracker that they had on her showed her location he would personally press the termination button. But it seems that all the comm equipment had been effected at least till his tech had taken back control.

The problem right now was he only had half the complement that he started with and no communication with Major Kalmarity or her command. “Second Lieutenant Coolbens go back to headquarters and work with Madame Hafyaan on requiring the personal trackers.” He then turned to Warrant Officer Hastings, “Warrant take the men back to the training base, I will join you later if I survive my report to Sukebe.” They had been comrades since school, but that did not mean Sukebe would tolerate this failure.

Colonel Termani, latched the door on the transport and the pilot was quickly airborne, as Termani plopped into the nearest seat to brood.

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Saetome Building, Sennyo Limited, Jonni was perplexed, “How is it Clare is wearing fetish Ballet heels? None of us wear anything that extreme.”

Mink giggled, “Says the Doctor that wears fifteen cm platform wedge medical shoes because she's so short. I think most of it stems from Thirteen wearing what she found in her Mom's closet.”

Jonni looked at Mink incredulously, “But why did she not say a word about dressing in her Mother's clothes till today?”

Hanna shook her head, “It's what happened just after his fifteenth birthday, two years before Clare asked you to join us. Clair was on her way back from a consult in DC, she had missed Thirteens birthday. Thirteen was missing her and went to play in her closets, Clark XXI had been off fighting Doctor Sunlight. He came home and heard a whip crack in the bedroom, not knowing that it was Thirteen in Clare's dominatrix outfit which includes the fetish ballet heels. Clark XII opened the door expecting to see his wife Clare ready to play, and found his son dressed in his mother's clothes. Clark XII was so angry, ordered him out of those clothes, spanked Thirteen, then Clark XII left the compound too embarrassed to return. Two weeks later Clair ordered him home.”

Jonni exclaimed, “That might be why Clark XII has trouble with accepting Clare as his daughter. He's embarrassed about that moment still.”

A whip cracked, the Women were startled they turn to hear Thirteen say, “Maybe I should make the worm crawl over here and make him lick his Mistresses boots.” There was Clare in a black leather under the bust corset floor length dress slit to the hip on both sides black satin bandeau over her breasts. Her hair braided with black leather strips. The Trio and Kisa looked at Clare and gaped, afraid she might actually do that.

Then Thirteen started giggling and finally laughed out, “The look on your faces, Priceless, I could never do that to daddy. But this is a funny, No?”

Clare sagged a bit and leaned against the MedLev. “Wow still a little exhausted, I see a time when all TV Shows are Doctor Who, well probably not.” She slid over to Hanna and sat in her lap. “Take care of me Auntie.” Clare felt a special closeness with Hanna after their adventure. Thirteen put her arms around her neck set the feedback to only Hanna and herself. Then kissed Hanna with all the passion she could muster.

Hanna was surprised by the passion and the feeling of the sleek silk sheets under her. She was barely able to break the kiss with Clare to ask,”Sweetie how did we get here? And where are we?” The sweet feeling of Thirteen's silky skin against her own.

Clare giggled, “In the suite you and the others picked for me, and really I built the trans-mat device and you have to ask how we got here.” she mostly wanted to cuddle she was feeling so very strange all the new sensations and so much input coming from her connection with the trans-mat. She was sure this is what Hanna wanted

Hanna was shocked by the revelation, and silence by Clare's continuation of her passionate mouth covering Hanna's. The two women fed each other delicious tingles, driving them to multiple climax's. Hanna was amazed, as their nipples rubbed together and just skin against silky skin being the only touch. The sensation so delightfully scrumptious. Finally Clare fell asleep with her arms around Hanna's neck and head on her shoulder. Their body's still shuddering from the delicious waves of pleasure. Still Hanna felt that Clare did this not for what Clare wanted but to please her Auntie.

Hanna was basking in the receding ecstasy, she kissed Thirteen once more and closed her eyes the tension from the day forgotten. Hanna new she would need to talk to Clare in the morning, “Yes baby girl, Auntie will take care of you.” Hanna let sleep claim her, the sweet shock of Clare feeling so very delightful.

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Tylos Compound, Med Center, Doctor Sandra Gonzalez was even more upset, as Doctor 'Jonni' had gone to the Saetome building to take care of Clare rather than her. She had known Thirteen since just after his birth. It was bad enough this hotshot that Clair had brought in was taking her place as a tutor, but now she was the primary physician and researcher as well. Even trying to frame Jonni for leaking the plans for the Trans-mat had gone wrong. Somehow the transmission had been ignored and Thirteen had even said there had been no transfer. Sandra was boiling mad and still needed to finish the Medical Log for the day.

In Clark XII office, “Renny we have a leak, Thirteen told me so last week but I did not believe him and now my inaction has cost me a son. I am glad she is alive and that is how I will have to proceed. I want you to check all file transfers and communications to see if we can find the leak and then we will make sure that they are terminated. I did see one file transfer from the Medical Department. So there is the best place to start, I am sure I can count on you.”

Renny was more nervous than he had ever been, What Clark wanted was to find the Leak, and he was it, “I, uh, really, find that unlikely, but will do a through search.” Is this a test does Clark already know... No he would have said so, well I am sure I can pin this on someone.

Clark saw his long time friend sweat, but put it down to the firefight and loss of AC, “I expect that it may take a couple of weeks, what with all the damage, and you do need to be at the restaurant tomorrow to celebrate Clare's arrival.”

The Maiden of Bronze

Chapter 4 Part 1

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 and always will be my most wonderful muse.

Renny was more nervous than he had ever been, What Clark wanted was to find the Leak, and he was it, “I, uh really, find that unlikely, but will do a through search.” Is this a test does Clark already know... No he would have said so, well I am sure I can pin this on someone.

Clark saw his long time friend sweat, but put it down to the firefight and loss of AC, “I expect that it may take a couple of weeks, what with all the damage, and you do need to be at the restaurant tomorrow to celebrate Clare's arrival.”

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Saetome Tower, just after Clare and Hanna port away. Mink, Jonni, and Kisa sat in the kitchen snacking on some of the left over sushi from lunch. When Jonni heard moans of passion in her ears. “Oops, um, anyone else have the Hanna and Clare soundtrack playing over their comms?”

Kisa and Mink shook their heads in reply, so Jonni checked her glove info. Found she could change the setting so the threshold was higher than what her passionate moans would produce. “Damn, that was so hot, but I think I'd have gone in and joined in if I hadn't been able to tune them out so to speak.”

Jonni noticed that she also seemed to be in the feedback loop still, as Clare may have forgotten the Med Glove. Jonni felt herself getting to the point of no return, the pleasure was warming making her glow. Jonni quickly searched the Med Glove instruction manual, but she was more distracted by the moment, and when Mink touched her arm she she screeched in pleasure as her body felt the sparks shot through her. Jonni sat there luxuriating in the joy of the moment, but felt the heat gathering even faster, for now that she had shared it felt even better. Jonni touched the wrong side of the attenuator and tripled the power boost for incoming signals, she quickly made made the mental adjustment just a second to slow as her body rocked in another earth shattering climax. Jonni slumped in her chair quaking with the delicious spark of the shared pleasure.

Mink called to her, “Jonni are you okay?; What's going on?” Mink and Kisa looked at the radiant woman as her body writhed in ecstasy.

Jonni smiled, “Oh just an unplanned threesome. Think Clare forgot about the feedback loop to my Med glove, have it shut down now but in my haste I tripled the power boost for incoming signals, and that’s why I am sitting in a puddle still shuddering. Think I am going to go take a shower and crash for a few hours.” Jonni stood slowly and wobbled away.

Mink wondered what it must feel like, “I'd join you but I promised Mark I'd go to dinner with him. So sleep well and maybe see you all later tonight.”

Kisa added, “Just call me when you get up, we can have a meal prepared or go out.” Kisa was really hoping to get an invite out with the Sennyo ladies. “I must say getting caught in Clare's feedback loop is quite the adventure. I really hope to have the chance to be included again sometime.”

Mink looked a little sad, then with a bit of jealousy at Kisa. “Seems I am the odd one out, feels sort of wrong, but It was my choice to wait and help with clean up back at the main compound. It looks like a lot of fun, from viewing Clare and now Jonni, is it really nice?”

Kisa tried to soothe Mink's feelings, “Would be happy to let you try mine, the force field alone gives you a small idea, the way it hugs your body.”

As Kisa reached for her Chopstick Hairpins, Mink stopped her, “Don't bother, knowing Thirteen, the field is proprietary, and will only work for the person it was made for. Check for a user guide Thirteen was always good about documentation.”

Kisa reached out to the field thinking 'User Guide', she was surprised when a batch of data flashed into her mind like a heads up display. Then she thought about 'authorized users',

'1. Kisa Ai Sato.'

Then a statement came up that she relayed to Mink, “If Field Generator is accessed by any person other than the listed authorized user the FG circuitry will fuse and item will only be useful as decorative. Well I guess that will keep it from being miss used or copied. Clare really thinks things through.”

Mink smiled, “That's our girl, Thirteen is really special. Well I have to go, I do not have her access to any clothes she thinks of, so I need to go home and change. I also need to get a service to pack some of my wardrobe to be delivered later. It's been a pleasure seeing you again Kisa, and I am real happy to be associated with you again.”

Kisa was surprised, yet disappointed when she stood up to say goodbye when Mink hugged and kissed her cheeks. “Oh, so just the other three are Lesbians.”

Mink laughed, “Jonni is, but Hanna bi, and I believe Clare will be as well, may be omnisexual from what she has been through since early this morning. Clare's only been a genetic girl for five hours and has probably had more orgasms than most other women her apparent age. For a one day old she's making records. Well you could always go take a nap with Jonni.” Mink waved as she turned to the elevators.

Kisa shouted, “Thanks for the idea, after all it has been a very busy day already.” She turned and headed for Jonni's room, Locating her with the field Generator.

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Sun Corporation; Sukebe Desgraçado was pacing the office that needed to be set for his use. 'Are these agents I have at Tylos and Saetome giving me their all, or are they working with their employers to give just enough to make it look like they are. Though if I have people in their organizations, maybe they also have spies here, though Tylos would never do that, as They have always been squeaky clean. Saetome though hmm,' “Data Request, from Sun Alpha waaHid, request all personal with Asian affiliations.”

'What do I do with the ones that have failed, I dare not try to send forces to get those from Saetome, maybe Talbot should die. Then there is Madame Nimfylla she has been with me for so long, no she is not a leak, but she questions my Stria. No just jealousy I think, as my Stria came to me via the school. The one I think I should trust the least is Renny as he has been friends of the Tylos for so long.' “Downgrade all info from Agent R till confirmed via Agent S, pass Agent S's identity to Madame Nimfylla and have her go trough the other Data as well.”

Desgraçado's Jaw hurt as it did every time he used voice recognition with the computer, though it had taken months to work out all the bugs and get used to speaking in a manner that the software could understand.

Doctor Blyadischa's phone buzzed, The info that Sukebe requested was automatically downloaded to her as well as the transcripts of his requests. Stripacha sent the info to her satellite phone and posted it to her sister, #Two to Tango# she sent and turned off the phone after the burst transmission. 'Damn two people to watch for, Goddess, hope I have not been noticed by the wrong people, though Mink and Thirteen should keep it quiet.

Stripacha then received notification that Madame Nimfylla had made several attempts on her secure network. Pasha read through the logs and found that the IT department was tasked with securing the data on her encrypted network. She set the worm to destroy all her work there on next attempted intrusion.

Pasha went into the ladies room on the 13^th floor carefully rinsing her hair with dark cherry jello solution. Then removed the colored contacts returning her eyes to her normally vibrant green. Prying out the dental covers that made her cheeks look plumper took longer than expected. The hooker's green strapless dress, with shirred bodice and sheer skirt were still in the drop ceiling, but the green slip was gone. 'Damn the red thong I have on will be seen easily.' The matching, stockings, shoes and purse were still under the false bottom of the waste bin. 'Thank the Goddess it's been emptied recently.' Pasha swapped out the Emerald chandelier earrings for the diamond studs which she flushed, as she knew about the tracking device in them. Dropped her old shoes, lab uniform and coat into the waste bin along with the incendiary device set to go off in fifteen minutes.

Ten minutes later outside Balboa Park, Stripacha sends a text to her sister, #need meeting, 4 Exit, Luv ur Lil' Sis# She felt it was time to get out, as she felt it would be too difficult to continue the deception, as Madame Nimfylla was getting very close to the truth. Pasha needed to get to her hotel, as she was propositioned for the fifth time in the last six minutes since getting too the street.

Mink sent the reply in moments, #13's fav 4 lunch 1313 <3 Big Sis# thinking that would be enough time for a quick brief with Clark.

Three Phones received the following, #Daddy, Annie, Pasha, need sync by 1230,<3, 13# No sending number for the text. It was deleted 13 seconds later.

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

Tylos Compound; Renny was in the data center stretching his talents as his computer skills were good but Mink, Hanna and Clare were much better. He was able to identify the other mole, as Doctor Gonzalez. But as he attached all the comms to Sun Corp to her account, he set off a notification that went to Clare, Mink, and Pasha. Clare's new conscious made a note of who it was an reported to Mink and Pasha the details.

Sun Corporation fire alarms go off because of a fire in the woman's restroom on the 13^thfloor, Doctor Blyadischa's lab network destroys itself. Setting off a Data Log alarm, the worm that destroys the security footage drive is missed.

At the Balboa InnStripacha signs in as Pasha Xatana. Picking up her Luggage from the desk, that had been sent ahead. After securing her room she has come to the same deductions, that Clare had sent the moments earlier. 'Damn that girl is on top of her game.' She noticed that Mink had also been cc'd. Pasha uploaded all her intelligence from Sun Corp, then shut down her encrypted connection and set for receive only.

At Bayside Restaurant ladies lounge Mink checks her phone and finds three messages, 2 from Clare. 'Hmm I thought she was sleeping.' The amount of info was astounding, the 2 moles inside of Tylos, and one of them is RENNY. 'That Bastard, Pasha did a good job of redacting any useful info from them though.' Mink sent her receipt replies and suggested contacting Clark. Then she checked her make-up and headed back to her date.

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A couple of hours later Clare a woke entangled with Hanna the feelings were so delicious. She did a search for the attenuators, found them and dampened the sensual physiological receptors. It still felt nice feeling Hanna's silky skin on hers but it was not creating the big distraction that touch had been. She also made note of the messages from the Tylos Data Center Mink and Pasha. 'Daddy's not going to be happy about this. I think we need to bring the Sennyo team leads into the loop.' Clare sent the idea to Mink and Pasha for their inputs.

Pasha woke from her nap as her computer sounded receipt of Clare's message. After reading she responded from her secure Sat-phone.

Mink had just kissed her date good bye as she closed the door of her beachfront home. She was a little disconcerted that the date had been cut short when he was called back to the hospital. She had been looking forward to going to the ballet later but her date had not offered those tickets to her, He had called his brother to give them to him. Doctor Radford would not get a chance at a third date with Mink. Logging in Mink sees that a decision needs to be made and it's rather easy with Clare's and Pasha's input.

#For Sennyo Officers only

Double agents in Tylos compound, Renny and Doctor Gonzalez. The Info leaked by them has been redacted, rendering it useless. Plan is to let Renny turn in Sandra, then Clare and I will bring Pasha in to bring Renny down. Do not act on this info till 1313 tomorrow.

Mink Sennyo Security#

Mink was hopeful that all the double agents had been identified. Thinking of the list she sent too, Clare, Hanna, Jonni, Pasha and Kisa. I am sure that Clare has already added her to the circle, as she would not have made the shield generator for her otherwise.

She received read receipts from the Sennyo Officers, then set about gathering the items she required for the move to the Saetome Building. Mink took the time to take a couple of new weapons she had designed, as well as the blueprints. She placed them her security case, locking them in after dialing up a complimentary color and faux fabric.

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

Clare slid from Hanna's grasp Kissing her lightly on the lips, “How about we go out to eat beautiful.” Clare created a black gossamer, sleeveless dress, with a u-necked hinted at the black satin corset underneath. The sheath showing her thin waist, the full skirt was knee length with side drapes that came up-to mid thigh. The red garter straps, almost revealed through the gauzy skirt, with red stockings, that ended in skyscraper red pumps with satin bows. There was the red Parasol with new and improved micro rail-gun and ammunition. The final piece was the red sequined purse sitting on her right hip, with the thin gold strap that ran across her body to her left shoulder.

Hanna stirred, stretched and looked at the goddess she had slept with. “Sounds great but I have nothing to wear, as you made all my clothes... ” then she saw the Corset dress with its lace skirt hanging on the closet door, and several pairs of shoes. “Okay so I do have something to wear, but that’s not nearly as nice as the outfit you are wearing.” Hanna still felt the divine feeling of Thirteen so close to her.

Clare new that Hanna preferred trousers, so she tailored the perfect tuxedo for her. Black satin pants that hugged every curve from her waist down to her cave lightly flared over blood read pumps with ten centimeter heels. A red satin corset off the shoulder top, a red satin bow tie choker. Silk Black Peak Tailcoat, pleat tail with vent, singular red pearlized button under the bust, with six satin decorative buttons that create the lines to accentuate the thin waist, drawn to twenty three inches by the corset, the three quarter sleeves ending with silk faux shirt cuffs, adorned with ruby cufflinks and black sheen satin lapels. Topped off with a Black silk top hat with a red two inch satin band. Silver inlaid cherry wood walking stick with rubies and graceful silver handled fifteen dash five PH stainless steel razor sword.

Hanna walked sensuously to the standing mirror, she noticed in the corner when she felt the clothing encase her, “OH Clare it's gorgeous.” The caress of the clothing as it had formed on her was so gentle and delicious.

Clare giggled, “Dearest it's you who are Gorgeous, the clothes just let you shine.” Thirteen loved the smile that shone from Hanna's sweet face.

Hanna was so close to crying, 'She called me Dearest.' “Um, uh, Clare I am truly fortunate that you think that now. My Lovely Clare, do not go promising so much this soon. After all I remember you asking for permission to ask Jonni for a date.”

Thirteen blushed as she quickly realized what she was doing. “Well, yes you are both my dearest friends. I am sorry I was imprinting on you Dear Hanna, still we spent the most time together, and even shared a lot of passion. I love you, and I always will, my first Lover. Um...” Thirteen collapsed to her knees weeping unable to understand the absolute love she was feeling for Hanna.

Hanna pulled Clare up and walked her to the bed then pulled Thirteen onto her lap. “You and I have long and loving friendship, so explore your new world and come back to us later okay Sweetie.” Kissing her tears away, and hugging the new girl snugly. “We shall see how it goes as you need to experiment. Just remember I love you unconditionally my Darling Clare.”

Clare perked up and kissed Hanna passionately, “Sorry for being so silly crying like that, your right I have so much to explore. I was so afraid, I had said the wrong thing, and that you didn't like your clothes.”

Hanna did want Clare as her own but Thirteen was so new to being a woman, Hanna had hope that it may come true but she was still afraid. My Clare is going to be a handful, “Oh Sweetie I love this outfit you made, it's perfect for me Sweetie. Just one other thing to bring up. Clare dear all of us are here as a Limited partnership, Sennyo Limited, is that acceptable?”

Clare giggled, “Like, you and I but you...” Then her brain engaged, “Oh yes and our group here in our suite, Yes perfect Mommy will be pleased. To be Clear I accept who Mink installed as officers. All we have to do is find out if Kisa accepts.” Thirteen hugged Hanna, she wanted to be Hanna's and for Hanna to be hers, but why? Clare realized she needed to step back and take it slower.

Hanna got Clare to stop the hug, before her ribs were broken, “Hey let me breath kiddo, and shall we go see if anyone else want to go out with us.” Clare was getting to far ahead of things, she popped out to the lounge. Hanna was not sure she'd said the right thing, though it seemed right. She still felt the glow from the love that Clare was pulsing with.

The Maiden of Bronze

Chapter 4 Part 2

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

By: Desiree

I'm most Grateful to my Beloved Jasmine as she has and always will be my most wonderful muse.

Clare giggled, “Like, you and I but you...” Then her brain engaged, “Oh yes and our group here in this new suite, Yes it's perfect, Mommy will be pleased.” Even though it had been years since her death Thirteen still felt her with in, and since this morning his mother was closer than ever. “To be Clear I accept who Mink installed as officers. All we have to do is find out if Kisa accepts.” Thirteen hugged Hanna, she wanted to be Hanna's and for Hanna to be hers, but why? Clare realized she needed to step back and take it slower.

Hanna got Clare to stop the hug, before her ribs were broken, “Hey let me breath kiddo, and shall we go see if anyone else want to go out with us.” Clare was getting to far ahead of things, she popped out to the lounge. Hanna was not sure she'd said the right thing, though it seemed right. She still felt the glow from the love that Clare was pulsing with.

Hanna stood up to go find Thirteen after she disappeared from her lap, a velvet box fell to the floor. Picking it up Hanna opened it to find a copy of Clair Sennyo Tylos's wedding set, ruby and surrounded by emeralds. Hanna panicked, and searched for the connecting door to Jonni and her room, the one they were going to share. She found Jonni and Kisa curled into each others arms sleeping peacefully. She sat on the bed, and touched Jonni's shoulder, “Jonni, we have a problem, Clare is in love with me.”

Jonni was still not all the way awake, “Clare loves us all Hanna, it's not a problem dear. Is she up again you think she would want to sleep.”

Hanna shook her head, showed her the ring set, “Clare wants to get married she made this and left it in my Lap. She seems to recover quickly, then uses all her reserves then crashes and off to sleep again. Now I believe she wants to go out to celebrate.”

Jonni and Kisa sat up looking at the ring, together they intoned, “OH Boy!” Kisa remarked, “That Ruby is twice the Size of the Emerald that her Mother wore.”

Jonni was worried, but teased Hanna, “Clare really imprinted on you, and I guess I'll never get my date. So sad especially if she dresses her Lover so well, I would love to have dresses as your Tux, getting married tonight?”

Hanna Blushed, “Yes, it is a really nice tux, and no we will not get married tonight. Though I have a feeling Clare will want too. So lets try to figure out how to stop the engagement? I do not want to crush Thirteen, by refusing to ask her.”

Jonni and Kisa looked at each other and back to the new 'Groom'. “So are we Groomswomen, or bridesmaids not that we have anything to wear.” Kisa remarked grinning broadly.

Jonni was laughing, “Of course if the Groom would ask her bride-to-be, to make something for us I'm sure we could have a very nice time.”

Kisa went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of kimono robes for her and Jonni. “Well at least we always make sure there are clean robes in all the rooms, so shall we go find the Hanna's fiance?” Hanna blushed.

Jonni was laughing, “Of course if the Groom would ask her bride-to-be, to make something for us I'm sure we could have a very nice time.”

Kisa went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of kimono robes for her and Jonni. “Well at least we always make sure there are clean robes in all the rooms, so shall we go find the Hanna's fiance?” Hanna blushed, and was starting to fume.

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While the Trio was discussing what to do about Clare's crush, Thirteen was getting to know the staff in the main lounge. Everyone in the lounge stopped what they were doing as Clare appeared in the room. Everyone was doing their best to keep the drooling to a minimum. Clare's perfectly coiffed hair looped braids with satin bows draped past her shoulders, and dramatic make-up. The elegantly dressed women was quite the event. The techs and nurses were stunned by the woman before them, making them all quite breathless. For some it was their first meeting with the stunning teen.

Clare took the time to speak with groups of women gathered at different tables or lounge settings. Thirteen was thinking about all the love she felt. The of was so nice, even these that were not as close as her core friends. Then she saw Kisa lead Jonni out of a bedroom with her 'Beloved' right behind. 'Wait my Beloved, am I ready for that to be Mrs Frinch, oh dear…' Thirteen sat in a chair her legs splayed, as she thought about what had happened in just the few hours she had been female.

Out in the central area, they found Clare. Kisa stood in front of Clare “I accept the position with Sennyo Limited, I will serve with faith and fidelity.” It was obvious that the entire group was bothered by the betrayal by Renny and Doctor Gonzalez.

Jonni considered what to say, “So going to be a one Woman Woman Clare?; That makes me very sad, that I will not get my date with Thirteen. Though I am very happy for you and Hanna. Could you make a nice outfit for me to wear for your and Hanna's engagement party. Or will it just be, a nice dinner out with good friends.” Jonni was not sure how this would go, preying it would not back fire on her.”

Clare looked puzzled, and she was not sure, when Kisa pulled Jonni into a warm embrace and kissed Jonni, “Not to worry dear Jonni, I am happy to kiss you dear lady.” The two women seemed to glow as they kissed.

Clare thought about what she had learned today, she watched and wondered what it would be like to kiss Jonni, she tapped Kisa on the shoulder, “I want the next one.” Kisa and Jonni laughed as Hanna joined in.

Hanna gulped they had defused a sticky situation. “Clare darling when you're really ready, this should go to the guy or gal you love.” Hanna handed Thirteen the velvet covered box.

Thirteen had created the ring and box, but it had been unconsciously. She opened the box and was dazzled as she no idea what it would look like. Then her body seemed to be like jelly as she slumped, the trio of women hugging her. “It's so beautiful, but how do I find someone worthy to give it too me.” The Trio of women looked at the ring.

Jonni moved over to Clare, “Oh I am sure you will kiddo, it may be one of us, or someone you have not met yet.” Jonni felt the glow of the deliciousness from Thirteen's kiss and touch.

Clare smiled and gathered her friends into a wonderful group hug. “We are Sennyo Limited, I am Clare Anne Sennyo, soon, My Father will accept me.” The women shuddered as one the orgasm felt by all the women with in thirteen meters. Those near by felt wobbly, and climaxed as well. Those on the outer edge felt the warmth and glow that was like nothing they had ever experienced without a actual touch of another.

Hanna shared, “Your father figures that with Sun Corporation, specifically the new CEO, Sukebe Desgraçado, are trying to forcefully acquire certain patents. He feels it might help you fly under the radar to move away from the compound. So we thought it best we take care of you under your Mother's registered company name.” She hugged Clare, she felt the synaptic shock, her body simmering with delight. Clare was sharing her passion again and it was so delicious. Hanna almost laughed like this young woman could ever stay off of anyone's radar for long. She shivered in antici...pation, as all the women were once again on the edge of Clare's delightful cliff.

Jonni, Kisa and Hanna helped guide Thirteen to a sofa Hanna sat on her left side. Hanna shared, “Darlin he still loves you, just your dad is a bit pigheaded at times. He did remember your favorite restaurant, and he loves you. He was just shocked to see your mother, for you look just like her at age nineteen.”

Clare hugged her friends, “Thank you.” She felt better in the arms of her friends, and really wanted her father's love as well. The caress of the three women was electrifying Thirteen's senses. So Clare dampened the sensual feelings some, so she would not let the delightful feelings over over stimulate her untrained libido.

Hanna soothed her, “Clare you need to eat, you have expended so much energy today, and it is still early. So lets get Jonni and Kisa dressed....” Hanna saw over Clare's shoulder, The robes that Jonni and Kisa were wearing became spaghetti strapped dresses. Jonni's was black with a tulip hem, dropping from her left hip down to her knee the black thigh highs with gold lace trim, had to assume both were the same as only the left one was visible, red shoes with a golden nine centimeter heel. Kisa's dress was diaphanous black with a golden dragon wrapped around her body, keeping Kisa modestly immodest. Her strappy sandals in gold with fifteen centimeter heels. Jonni and Kisa stood together and saw they were the exact same height.

Clare let the last eight hours, flow through her mind once more and realized how wonderful her life was now. She was still amazed at how many orgasms she had during the fight and throughout her day. Thirteen held the hands of her friends, Jonni and Hanna, as they completed the circle by each holding one of Kisa's.

Clare confided, “I need to know how am I supposed to get used to these feelings? I am happy I found the attenuation adjustment.” Thirteen was so very confused that her body had been so stimulated from the violent blows she took as well as the caresses of her friends. She continued, “Also is it normal to feel like I have peed after each Orgasm?; and why is every touch so deliciously sensuous?”

Jonni started, “Well maybe you will become less sensitive as...” Jonni shook her head, “No, sorry, that makes no sense. You will just have to get use to the feelings. As to the squirting, Um I do and Hanna does as well, to me it is a very nice feeling something that well...” Jonni was stumped, and sort of embarrassed as well. Most women have years to get used to their bodies and now this nineteen year old woman has to adjust to a body that is extremely sensitive and sensuous.

Hanna felt the awkwardness, asking, “Well now that we are all dressed where shall we go?” as she finished her question, the world went sideways Hanna Jonni and Kisa all stumbled, and ended up in a group hug around Clare.

Thirteen whispered, “I thought it would be nice to come here to the 'Chateau Briand', I made us reservations. Such a bad girl, I used the Tylos standing reserved table.”

They had a lovely dinner, and danced as well. The new girl even danced with some of the many male admirers they had. Though the first man she danced with was a bit of a horror. Charles Forte he introduced himself as the Dance started as it should but all to quickly his hands were roaming where they were not wanted, the first time his hands went to Clare's bottom and his left was sliding to her breast. Thirteen had grasped his hands and moved out to her right hand in his left and her left hand holding his right hand by the wrist firmly at her waist. In her best mimicry of Hanna's aristocratic accent “Charles be a dear and be a good boy or you will regret it.”

Charles was rather surprised as he had heard her quite clearly over the music but was sure she had whispered. “Sure doll whatever you want.” Though he was sure he was going to be running his hands over this delicious body as a prelude to going to bed with her. He bides his time waiting for the next song to start. Relaxing a little Clare from the sensuous feeling Thirteen slid her arms around Charles enjoying the contact. Charles made his move again his hand cupping her bum while the left slides down her arm to her shoulder and then on to her full breast.

Clare not ready for this amount of intimacy, made him hurt as she grabbed his left thumb and brought it round behind his back as she spun Charles away. “Chuck I said be a good boy, since you can not, have fun explaining the cuffs.” Thirteen brought his thumbs together making a set of digital thumb-cuffs, the beep sounding off 'Dodedadeeboopadoo' and heard over the music so well. She thought of her Daddy, and his Hudson Hawk that they had watched so many times. Clare thought of all the time she had spent with 'daddy' and he never really knew her. She so desired that he would love her as they had lost so much when her mother died.

Another man had stepped up to dance with her “Would you allow me to finish this dance with you Miss.” Clare felt the spark as he touch her shoulder.

Clare blinked still angry at Chuck, and she almost went off on the man, but the field she was wrapped in responded differently. She got a warm safe feeling from this man, “Yes that would be nice.” his touch felt aphrodisiacally electric to her. They danced together, each feeling the connection, but remained at a honourable distance.

Randell Chance felt the synaptic shock as he Took Clare's hand and the flow from her through his body made it hard for him to remain at a first dance respectable distance. “Randell Chance the third, so sorry you had to deal with Charles he has a tendency of being, well I think you know now.” He was to polite to say his friend had been a bastard, and use that language in the presence of a Lady. Princess he thought, and she was making him delirious with desire.

Clare smiled she also felt the attraction that Randell was feeling, “Clare Ty... um Sennyo, the one.” she giggled. So happy to shed the outrageous name and number that she had grown to despise, though Thirteen still felt like a cute nickname for her. She found that her body was reacting, and was quickly building to the edge of that delicate deliciousness. Still she barely maintained the space between them though she felt his intimate thrust. She fought back a moan as she noticed a different pole. 'Oh Dear, need to calm down.'

The music ended and Randell bowed to her, “Maybe we can dance again later.” Forcing himself to step back and withdraw his arm from around her waist. Though he wanted to be closer so very much closer.

Clare pulled him back towards her meaning to kiss him on the cheek. They both wobbled as she had misjudged her strength. They reached for one another, needing stability, their arms going around each other their lips met. Thirteen crashed over the edge of deliciousness her body shuddering and writhes as her mouth opens for the moan, their mouths join as the world explodes in passion. They kissed and it is one of ecstasy, Randell feels it flowing from this enchanting woman. Passion blooms as they explore each others mouth. The couple feel as one, undulate together, reaching mutual climaxes, Clare has so many as her body spasms nearly uncontrollably.

Jonni, Kisa, Mink, and Hanna come to the rescue. Extracting Thirteen from the embrace leading her away. Randell following along, as he is still connected. “I am sorry, I did not mean to hurt her is she okay?” Mink and Hanna try to keep him far enough away for Clare to recover.

Thirteen basking in the warmth of the glow of passion around her. “Oh yea, much better than Okay. Um that was...” Clare felt embarrassed all of a sudden, realizing what she had shared with a near total stranger. She ported home taking Jonni and Kisa with her as they were hugging her.

Clare wept, “I am such a slut, I just about wrapped my legs around a total stranger!” She curled into a ball on the bed they had dropped onto as she had missed by about four inches.

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

Back at Chateau Briand, Mink and Hanna are with Randell, who is genuinely astounded, “My God Where Did SHE Go? I didn't think she was a witch as well.” The booth the women were in was semi secluded, so only they and Randell had witnessed Clare's departure.

Still this left Mink and Hanna, in a problematic situation on how to explain Clare's sudden disappearance. Mink pulled Randell down into the booth, “Sit down, Clare made a Teleport device and is testing it.” She stopped there not sure how to proceed

Hanna continued, “Clare has been through a lot of changes lately,...” that’s an understatement “So she sort of felt embarrassed and left.” How much to tell, oh dear.

Randell blinked, “Um okay, well just that her touch was unlike any I have ever felt and was so um wow.” Randell usually much more sophisticated in his conversational skills, was thrown off by two things The Feelings for Clare and the uncomfortable stickiness of his ejaculate that was spreading. Three things, the feeling of being in love with a woman that is so spectacularly exquisite. He grinned almost vacuously, still lost in the pleasurable warmth that still coursed through him.

Hanna and Mink smiled, as they knew exactly what Clare's touch had done to them as well. Hanna giggled, “She does have that effect on people, though it seemed as if it was very reciprocal with you.” Hanna felt a warmth from Randell as well, she was sure that he and Clare would be well matched.

Mink also was entangled in the Randell's aura, and recognized he was a Mystic, “You have supernatural abilities? Oh you, ah probably don't like that broadcast.” Mink had always been able to recognize Magickal use and beings though she found talking about it rather embarrassing.

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

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

Back at Saetome Tower, Clare sobbing 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.

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.”

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

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.

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

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.

v v v v v v v v

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.

The Maiden of Bronze

Chapter 5 Part 1

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.
I am probably being over cautious on my Cautions, but due to my psychological Condition my views are probably a lot warped compared to most other people. Love and Light to You All.

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 they are hideous on her skin color, flawlessly done, but please. I am flattered, Darling Clare, you need to learn what colors you 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 a step 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.

Hanna and Jonni looked at each other, they were unaware that just outside their friend Mink was crashing in pleasure, then at Clare whom was smiling. They were not sure about what had just flowed over them, but waved it off even though they had felt some of the disturbance. Clare was happy that she had been able to make the comms and feedback a bit more private as well as individualized.

Hanna said “Jonni, I'll take Clare over to Beauty Boutique, will you book makeover appointments for two, before you head back to the compound and get some of the things we might need for Sennyo Limited.”

Clare's phone rang, not that anyone other than her could her it. As it was now part of her, “Hello you have reached Clare Sennyo, How may I help you?” It was great all she had to do was think the words, she touched Hanna and they were next to the car.

Jonni smirks, “Sure, do I tell Clark about the engagement. Probably not...” Jonni looked around she was talking to thin air as she found just Kisa was still here. “Well so much for joking with her.”

Clare responded “I Heard That.” She had directed at Jonni, over the comm-link, “No don't bother it would just make my Father cranky.” Clare had Translocated her and Hanna down to the Studebaker.

Samantha Ivy was surprised she had answered her own phone, “Hello Miss Sennyo, Mister Chance asked me to find out when you might be available to talk with him?”

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At Sun Corporation, Comm Center, “Madame Hafyaan, we have an incoming call to Clark Tylos Thirteen, from a land-line out of San Clemente.”

Nimfylla ordered, “Trace it, and record, we need every bit of info we can get.” She could only hope this would lead to something useful. But the sound from the speaker was a voice she never expected to here again “reached Clare Sennyo, How may I help you?” then the line went to static. She had heard Clair, they had been childhood friends, but had a falling out when she felt that Clair had stolen Clark twelve from her, sure they had only had the one date, but...

v v v v v v v v

Hanna screeched, “Hey, could you give me some warning and CLOTHES would be nice.” She still had just the robe she had thrown on before breakfast. She was already feeling the heat between her and Clare rise. Hanna tried to distance herself from Thirteen, but was sure she was destined to fail as Hanna found herself on the verge of shear delight.

Thirteen smiled, “Sorry Hanna, um, can we go to the mall as well.” They all giggled over the comm channel. Clare knew that all her friends were almost there on the sensual edge once more and wanted to let it be just bringing the sexual tension to the peak. Shaking her head that Randell had not called himself. She had noticed that the line wasn't secure and swapped to a secure mode before anything more could be said. Clare was upset, “If it's important we could have talked now, but I guess it's not, as he didn't call himself.” Thirteen disconnected and set all calls from Chance and company to go to voicemail.

Hanna felt the world wobble, looking down she had the same outfit on as Clare though the dress was red and the accessories are blue. “Um, Wow, thank you sweetie, though I do not see any reason for you to need to go to the mall. Um, don't you think it might be better for me to drive?; As you do not have a Drivers License, or, um any other ID as Clare.” Hanna started towards the drivers side of the roadster.

Clare pulled from her purse a drivers license, passport, social security card and a Mastercard@, all with Clare Anne Sennyo imprinted. To top it all off, the License and Passport showed her as female. “I think I have that covered Hanna.” As she slid into the drivers seat and started buckling the nine point harness.

Hanna barely made it back around to slide into the car, as she felt the delightful shiver of eroticism wash over her body. Sending her, Kisa, Jonni and Mink to the delightful shuddering climax, Clare joined them moments later, as she wiggled in the seat of the Studebaker.

Clare smiled as she rode the waves of pleasure she was sharing with her friends. “Going to the mall mostly for ideas, and to make other women jealous.” Thirteen had her hands on Hanna for almost five minutes as they shared the sensuous touch feeling so delightfully aroused. Thirteen put her hands on the wheel. Clare was a tad miffed, “I thought you said Randell, liked me. His secretary called to make a date, if he liked me he should have called.”

Hanna had slid farther down in the seat and pushed off the floor boards to sit properly, making sure she smoothed her outfit just right. She smiled, “So just to look, that's about right for a teenage woman.” She loved this girl like a daughter actually, and then she heard the rest of what Clare had said, almost as if it had been delayed. “Yes Clare he likes you very much and when did you talk to his secretary.”

As she drove the atmosphere went from tense to fun and flirtatious as the wind washed over them. ZZ Top played on the sound system. The scarves were perfect keeping their hair from being destroyed by the wind. “She called just before we left and I just hung up after asking about the mall, I set their calls to be shunted to voice mail automatically.”

Hanna was shocked, Of course all her gadgets were apart of her now, the Trans-mat was just the most significant. “Well you should take Randell's call if he does call, sweetie as sometimes secretaries do things without being asked.”

Speaking of the Devil as Clare pulled into the parking lot for The Beauty Boutique, Randell called, “Hello this is Clare Sennyo, and you have a lot of nerve having your secretary calling to ask me for a date.” She had the call sent out over the sound system. So Hanna heard the beginning of the call and grimaced.

Randell knew he was in trouble, “Hello Clare, sorry for the misunderstanding. She was calling about an Interview for the Magazine as you're the hottest new Betty in surfing. I'm calling for a date, and also to see if you'd like to do the interview.” He prayed that he had defused the bomb that could very well end his chances to be with a woman that was so talented.

Hanna grinned, “See just what I told you sweetie. Now make a date and set and interview time up as well. Be a good Girl.” As she playfully smacked Clare''s shoulder.

Clare decided to go private with the rest of the call, and got out of the car. “Yes that would be nice, what are we doing and how formal. Interview, I am thinking yes but no nudity.” She was in the boutique, and Hanna was signing them in Clare was looking at a Dark Amethyst satin corset with shelf cups, her entire outfit shimmered and she was wearing a Corset dress in royal blue with a silk blouse that was two shades lighter and very thin her nipples trying hard to break through. Clare's shoes were peep toed thirteen cm heeled pumps with piping the same color as the blouse, the stockings matched her blouse as did the unseen thong.

Randell was really amazed, when his computer screen blinked on with video of Clare, as he spoke to her. Tomorrow night what you have on would be perfect for the evening or more formal if you wish. Um, the interview would be at your convenience, um, uh, even though I would like more topless shots to go with what we still capture from the video.” He hoped that he had not gone to far, after all she had called him honey and said the word Love twice in her email.

Clare smiled, teasing him back, “Oh you want me naked,” damn why did she feel like this they were males away yet she was drenched. The porn from the net started to affect her again, as her image on his screen was naked and she was squirting, “Yes, Um, whatever you want, oh Goddess I need to go bye Lover.” Thirteen barely put the corset back on the rack, as she grabbed hold to steady herself.

Randell blinked, as his phone disconnected. Looking up at his computer screen he saw the change in his wallpaper. It was quartered now, with Clare, surfing topless, in her Blue outfit, in her Purple outfit, and Nude.

Everyone had been having fun at the Beauty Boutique, the Makeovers had been so nice. Clare had charmed all the technicians, and the other patrons. When Bella the owner laughed about the outfits, “Oh I think a nice Mother and Daughter outfit for Hanna and her Daughter would be nice.”

Hanna had sputtered, “Clare is only six years younger than me.” The Laughter had filled the shop, everyone there was awed by Clare's beauty and poise. Though Hanna did feel proud of her 'Daughter'.

Now that Clare new what colors worked for her skin coloring she could generate the perfect make-up every time. Clare teased, “Mommy I think we look good in a nice Mum and Daughter outfits.” Thirteen spun and changed Hanna's outfit to look Identical to hers, a bit longer and not so much cleavage. Everyone was amazed, and Hanna actually loved the outfit.

They looked at so many interesting outfits, corsets and other fun lingerie that Clare would remember for future outfits. They spent almost a thousand dollars on new lingerie, mostly for tactile information and stimulation. The textures and feelings were so marvelous to Clare, and she was happy to have turned down her sensitivity. Even with her tactile sensation closer to a normal sensitivity Thirteen, she had been rocked by quite a few orgasms. So she was smiling pleasantly as the erotic waves kept crashing over her.

Back at the Magazine office the Pictures of Clare updated, in that her make up was right for her skin tone in the three pictures where she was not surfing. Randell noticed and did a double take, 'Wow, she really has a lot of talent.'

Thirteen was really charged with sexual energy, after all the intimate contact. As she stepped outside, she quick stepped to the car approaching from the passenger side. Clare, launched her self into the air using the door to gain elevation. The car rocked a little as she pushed off, she dropped the bags of clothing behind the seats as she flew into the air. She did a twist and a quarter on a double layout into the drivers seat smoothly. As she twisted over the car she popped her parasol up and spun it as she floated down towards the seat. Her skirt flowing up her legs, ending up around her waist, as she flipped over so gracefully. Thirteen's amethyst thong and thigh highs glistening in the sun. Her hair looking more red than the rich gold it normally looked flowing behind her. She stuck the landing in the drivers seat, arms over her head. She closed the parasol with a flourish, sliding it into the sheath on the bucket seat. Clare's breasts were wobbling, then jiggling as her skirt slid back down over her thighs, from the jolt of her landing. It was an amazing sight, though the East German Judge, would have scored her a six-point-nine out of ten. Thirteen glowed from the sheen of dew that had covered her from the exertion. She Bowed slightly and slid easily down into the seat, keeping her skirt smooth beneath her. The few people that were looking her way, had gotten quite the show and applauded. Hanna had watched in astonishment, the athleticism and sexuality of this woman was so tantalizing.

Hanna walked up to the car opened the door, “Think I shall get in the car the normal way. Must say though your style points are big, your thong and thigh high stocking tops are very sexy to look at as well.” Hanna buckled in as Clare finished strapping in.

Clare blushed as she realized she had been seen. The firm tug of the nine point harness made her tingle deliciously. As she pushed the starter, the biometric scanner accepted Thirteen's thumbprint lit green and started the power-plant. Clare felt the thrills of another climax flowed over her body. “Mmmm did a lot of people see them? Wait why does it seem as if that’s a good Idea... Why do I like this feeling so much?” Thirteen tried to understand why she liked the idea that people had seen her panties. Now her face was flushed for another reason, still her body shuddered with pleasure.

Hanna put comforting hand on Clare's arm, felt the rush of heat from their contact, “It may have to do with how your wired to everything, through the living Matrix. Of course Hanna and Mink are both exhibitionists, and your mom always seemed to love showing off as well.”

Clare smiled, “I suppose that's a lot of different traits to deal with.” Thirteen got delicious charge from Hanna's touch. She thought about the changes she was dealing with, which was everything. Not only her sex, but how her body feels, the connection with Multiphasic Field, the living Matrix. Being able to be anywhere, in any clothing, in a moments notice, was exciting as well as daunting.

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Balboa Inn, Dr. Stripacha Blyadischa puts away the breast enhancers, she has been wearing for a week. 'Hard to fathom that Desgraçado didn't notice they were smaller when naked with him. Especially since that's were he put the trackers. Wonder if anyone realized I had the trackers in those earrings, goddess they were so gaudy. Guess only an airhead bimbo could get away with wearing them all the time.' She was still tender from the week old surgery, and had dared only drop two cup sizes. Pasha was happy to be closer to her natural D, but at least she was no longer carrying around the G's she had sported for the past year.

Pasha was sure that soon as she could she was going to drop down to a triple D, as she did not think she could look good smaller than that after stretching to a G-cup. Pasha was happy that over all her appearance was so much different now, all that was left was the soak to get the nu-skin finger prints off. Pasha laughed that she had kept the development from everyone, of course she could always make a totally different set. She was starting to worry that might be her only option as the alkaline solution did not seem to be effecting the nu-skin as it did in testing.

Pasha noticed that there was news from Thirteen, and she wondered how he was coping as a woman. It had been 4 years since she had last scene Clare with her mother, they had gone to the tea Room together. 'Have a feeling she is happier than ever.'

The Maiden of Bronze

Chapter 5 Part 2

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 The Twins, Rae and Jess as they have stayed by me.

Pasha noticed that there was news from Thirteen, and she wondered how he was coping as a woman. It had been 4 years since she had last scene Clare with her mother, they had gone to the Tea Room at the Plaza, together. 'Have a feeling she is happier than ever.'

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Sun Corporation, Sukebe Desgraçado was boiling mad, he still could not figure out how Stripacha had gotten out of the building unseen. Even with all the facial recognition software and the tracking devices, which showed she left via the ducts. 'How did she know the tracking devices were in the implants she so happily agreed too. But when did she get them out, and how without tripping the alarm switch on them.' Sukebe chuckled, 'A woman that had us all fooled, well except for Madame Nimfylla. How does she disappear, I need to find her and make sure she stays that way otherwise she will surface and cause me even more trouble.'

Colonel Termani returns to the Op Center, “Madame Nimfylla, retrieval of troops are twenty-five percent, from Tylos engagement. None Of the troops captured at Saetome Towers could be released, a very tragic ending for Major Kalmarity.” Termani was grim knowing that the Major would commit suicide if she had the chance to rather than capture and questioning. Though why Major was so certain she would he did not understand, not like She would be facing torture, maybe it is just the price she feels is required for Failure.

Madame Nimfylla regarded the Colonel, “I see you do not feel failure is a death offense. Good for the failures should make you not want to the next time. We need our people on the street. Searching for that slutty Doctor Stripacha Blyadischa, she was responsible for your loss at the Tylos compound as she sent the frequency changes we had planned for our assault.”

The Colonel was incensed, “I will get our people out looking for her at once.” Termani turned and nearly ran out of the Op Center, as he thought of the best way to deploy his personnel.

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Surf Magazine San Clemente, Randell Chance is busy in his inner office brewing potions. A few healing, some for pain and a flight potion. He was happy he had a license to sell, though sometimes he regretted it as so many asked for love potions. Of course other Mystics were not as scrupulous as he, selling Lust Potions as Love Potions, though he had been successful in creating transformation potions though a little more complex as the required some very expensive components as well as hair from the person that wanted to transform. One of the hardest things about potions was getting the water purified.

Randell's first client that wanted the transformation learned the hard way that it would not transform you into the person you wanted to look like. But the person you would be if born in the opposite gender. So he had received hair from an actress, the client wanted to look like, but had turned into the Actresses brother so to speak. Randell wanted to laugh, as the client kept insisting on getting his money back.

Randell's mind kept drifting back to Clare, dancing with her, talking to her watching her surf. That was probably his favorite, as the three minute forty-two second video was playing in a loop on the sixty inch LED screen across the kitchen. So graceful, and fluid as she moved on the board. 'She said she Loves me, is it true, must be her pictures keep updating.'

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Some how as Clare was trying to figure out her strange feelings as well as make contact with her mind she had navigated to the Plaza. Thirteen remembered going to Tea with her mother they both had on light green dresses with floral print, her mothers had a square neckline so low in front that she had everyone looking at her. Clare had felt a little jealous as she had a keyhole neckline, to cover her breasts, as they were just B cup silicone forms.

Clare was interrupted when she felt Hanna touch her arm, “Clare dear, I can tell you're thinking about your Mother. I understand but maybe not quite so low cut.”

They were parked at the far end of the row, were few others would park. Clare looked at her dress, and it was cut lower than her mums, as it was showing part of her areola. “UM, yes, that is a little too low. Also thinking about Randell as well, as he was thinking about
me.”

Hanna smiled, “Well that's fine dear, but watch what you're doing with clothing, You really embarrassed me earlier porting me out to the street naked. Though I did find it very exciting, still lets try to stay clothed. I must say that at least you have kept the outfits and accessories coordinated.” Hanna was smiling, as she noticed Clare had made matching Parasols, to go with their Tea Dresses, Hanna's was a sweetheart neckline, both women had several strands of pearls and pearl earrings as well.

Once out of the car, they set the security measures and walked towards the entrance. A couple of guys were amazed to see a showroom perfect Studebaker 56 roadster they got quite the surprise when they touched the car. Clare's sexy contralto implored “Please, Step Away From The Vehicle.” Hanna and Clare turned and waved, “When did you reset the warning?” Hanna queried.

The people around Hanna and Clare were amazed by the two sexy women holding hands. Clare laughed, “Yesterday while I was waiting for someone to come along just before You caught up with me.” The Guys waved back, then Clare knew she was going to have to reset the warning as it went off again. “Please, Step Away From The Vehicle.”

Hanna laughed, “They'll keep touching the car just to hear your voice.” The two women headed back to the car.

Clare was really enjoying the fresh air, all the attention and the delicious way her body moved as she glided through the parking lot. “Maybe I should set up a Holographic Info loop on the Car.” Thirteen programed the loop and set it to Play. Showing Clare in a white bikini top with her thong bottom.

Someone in the crowd remarked, 'Its that girl that was surfing Topless in Australia.” There was a lot of agreement to his statement, but Clare and Hanna were able to escape notice, as the crowd was too busy, watching the near naked Hologram of Clare, talking about the car. Not that they were paying much notice to that either.

Wolf whistles and cat calls filled the air. Clare and Hanna giggled together, sharing a look as they stopped at the doors. Men stepped up to the doors, to open them and bowed as the gorgeous women walked through the automatic doors. Clare and Hanna tittered once more, as camera phones snicked, and flashed. Thankfully, the sound of the cameras, faded away as they got farther from the door.

As they walked closer to the escalator, the camera snicks got louder, but the flashes were not pointed their way. Not that they minded just that as they approached, they saw group of young teenage boys that had their cameras pointed up. Clare sashayed up to them, blowing a kiss to the lookout he was stunned by her approach. “Uh, guys, I think the women that are coming down the escalator, would not appreciate you taking those pictures.”

The Leader of the Group turned and said, “Well hello sexy, thing is the pictures are for us, not them.” He stepped closer to Clare and went to touch her.

Clare giggled, easily pushed his hand aside, and put him in a catholic school skirt with white blouse. “I think you’re wearing the wrong lingerie with that skirt.” Not very happy with the boys response, she really wanted to do more but restrained herself a little.

Clare and Hanna walked away, as the others laughed at the boy in a skirt. Before they had a chance to giggle about the last boy, they heard a scream, someone had gone over the rail on the third floor. Hanna saw the girl falling, then felt the world blink out, realizing Clare had seen the same thing. Clare and her were underneath the falling child. As Hanna recovered, they caught the child, then Clare disappeared as Hanna did her best to calm the youngster down.

Clare arrived on the third floor walk way, to find a woman swinging her purse at the man trying to grab her, “How could you throw our child too her death.” The woman was weeping for her daughter's death, for that was what she was sure would happen for a fall of this height.

The man grabbed his wife's arms, “You did this to my son, you should join that abomination, of a boy.” The man struggled with his wife.

Clare was shocked by the powerful emotions that washed over her from the couple. The Hate from the father, as well as the love and bereavement of the mother. She was unsure what to do, it broke her heart to think that anyone could want to kill their child. Still she knew from all the news that was out here that it happened everyday. Thirteen stepped forward not sure what she was going to do. “Sir did you really wish to do such harm to your child?”

The man turned to face Clare, “You're a stupid Bitch, asking questions about things you have no business here. I tossed it over the edge, now it's dead and not an embarrassment to me any more.” Thirteen grimaced as his awful hate washed over her.

Clare shivered and let the hate flow past her, not wanting to let it touch. “That's really sad, for she has so much love in her, that she loves you even though you want her dead.” She had sent a call to 911 and giving the exact location in the mall, as well as relaying the conversation between her and the man.

The woman looked at Clare, surprised, “She's alive?” She started for Thirteen, but her Husband grabbed her hair and yanked her to the edge.

Clare ported to them, shocking the man to unconsciousness, while calming the woman and then porting her to the ground floor to be with her Daughter. She then returned to the top floor to watch over the man until the police arrived. As the crowd had gotten angry and were talking about tossing him over as well.

Clare shuddered from the hate rising, she spoke, “The child is well, just slightly traumatized from the fall. This man will be dealt with by the authorities, not an angry mob. Do not let his hate, multiply, think of the woman and her child safe and together.” She was glowing and sharing the calm peace that felt like the love that had been shared by her friends with her.

Downstairs while Clare was sorting out the parents, Hanna was comforting the child. First thinking that she was a boy, then realized she was a girl. Her hair was shorn off which is why she had made the mistake of thinking her a boy. But the girl was so very obvious to Hanna. “Hi sweetie, what's your name?”

The child responds, ”Gina, you should have let me die, I'd have been dead if he hadn't saved me after the pills, and now he decides I should be dead so it must be the right thing.” Then she realizes, “My Mother, someone needs to help her, she's in danger being with my father.”

Hanna hushes her, “Shh, sweetie, my Friend Clare is with her so she will be fine. You'll be better too dear Gina.” Hanna rocked her and comforted her.

Clare arrived with Gina's mom, “My baby, oh Gina you're alive thank God.” The Mother and Daughter hug each other, Clare ports back upstairs.

Back upstairs the crowd had started kicking the unconscious man Clare had to finish on the rail. Finding a balance on the rail in her high heels, Thirteen orders, “Back away from the man on the floor.” The authoritative Contralto voice made many of the mob glance up and take a step back. Clare was bothered by the scene, he deserved what was happening, but it was not the Mob's place or hers to make that decision. Also was she falling into the same trap with Randell that she had with Hanna. Her heart seemed to really be gooey when she thought of Randell, she felt it was different.

Clare had flipped off the railing in a walkover dismount, showing her stocking tops and barely there thong to the crowd. But she really did not notice she had done so, as her mind was warring over her feelings, having to protect this man that had done such a horrible thing to his child, and her heart beating so strong for the thought of Randell Chance. Something hit her field, she looked at the person that threw the drink, “Sir I hate protecting him more than you think you hate me, but we are not the police, or Judge, you could be the jury, but not with a clear view. Please do not make this any harder, just go and treat those that you meet as you wish to be treated.” 'Goddess I sound like some Bible thumping zealot.' She thought, as she always found it difficult to share her true feelings that Love and Light shared was best for all, but she had been witness to so many people forcing their views and religion on others.

Finally the Police arrived, Clare was able to put together a video of what had happened from the security cameras, and played it holographically enhanced for the officers as she gave her statement.

Downstairs Hanna was helping Mother and Daughter by expanding her field so that people were kept farther away. “Gina, Clare and I, will do our best for you and your mother, So, Um Mrs?...” Hanna handed the mother a handkerchief

The Mother dabs at her tears, “Mrs Mel... actually make it Miss Cole, Danielle Cole, call me Ellie please. Thank you for all you've done.” They hugged and Ellie knew that they were in good hands.

A Detective waved his shield and open hand to try to get Hanna's attention, “Excuse me, I am with the police, Detective Allen. I need to get statements from you three now, please.”

Hanna looked up, she had not thought she had pushed the field out so far, or even how she had been able to do so. “Sorry Detective Allen, I was just trying to keep them from getting overwhelmed by the crowd. I am HannahaRena Frinch call me 'Hanna' please, this is Ellie Cole and her daughter Gina.” Hanna found that there was a table with four chairs nearby and guided the group to them. She was rather amazed at the last twenty-four hours it had never been this hectic before.

But Thirteen had mostly been a boy for the last few years. She remembered those days when Mother and Daughter were out together, and the few she got to share with them. Hanna had dubbed them the Sennyo Sisters as they were so much more like siblings, than Mother and Daughter. The first time that Clare was asked 'how much younger is your sister?.' That left them all gasping for air as they laughed heartily at the Grandmothers question.

Clare ported back to the first level, making a chair and placing it next to Hanna, and Ellie. Chatting with Hanna on their comms, “Um, hello, Detective Allen,” She had heard the entire interview over hanna's comm-link, she was wondering how she was keeping everything in any kind of order. “I am Clare Anne Sennyo, I have been able to pull video of the entire incident if you do not mind me playing it here for you.”

Detective Allen was amazed wondering where this stunning woman had come from, “Um sure that may help, this investigation.” He thought she looked a little like the topless surfer from Australia, he had been watching the video when they called him in. 'Na, couldn't be her, that was taken a couple hours ago, but damn would not mind getting to know this girl.' He turned his attention to the Holographic display that popped up.

Clare laughed as she had a feeling people were sort of recognizing her from the surf vid, “I left the timestamps on most the video, though some overlapped, I could have made them stack but felt it might make it seem as if the video was tampered with, all I really did was extrapolate it to 3-D.”

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Balboa Inn, Seaside suite Pasha, answers the door, happy to find her sister Mink. “So good to see you, come in and I'll have some tea sent up.”

Mink walks on through to the seaside patio, sits in a padded chair facing the ocean. The morning breeze filled with the birds calling and the crash of the waves near by. “Pasha, so happy your coming to work for Miss Sennyo, together I am sure you can make a personalized Teleporter. Not that Clare needs one as she is one so to speak.”

Pasha smiled as she knew that Clare's vision for design would lead to new amazing technological advancements, “That may be, but we all need to form a plan to stop Sukebe Desgraçado, and Sun Corporation. Desgraçado has his eye on World Domination. Would not be so bad but, Sukebe thinks he's a Pirate.”

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Balboa Inn, Seaside suite, Pasha answers the door, happy to find her sister Mink. “So good to see you, come in and I'll have some tea sent up.”

Mink walks on through to the seaside patio, sits in a padded chair facing the ocean. The morning breeze filled with the birds calling and the crash of the waves near by. “Pasha, so happy your coming to work for Miss Sennyo, together I am sure you can make a personalized Teleporter. Not that Clare needs one as she is one so to speak.”

Pasha smiled as she knew that Clare's vision for design would lead to new amazing technological advancements, “That may be, first we will need to form a plan to stop Desgraçado, and Sun Corporation. Desgraçado has his eye on World Domination, and Sukebe thinks he is a Pirate.”

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Clare took the time to make a few originals for Gina and her mother. “If there is anything you need help with please call.” Hanna and Clare walked away and started their window shopping, “I really wish I could help the poor girl change like I have.” The Living Matrix had already seen to that by adding nanobots to help change Gina.

Hanna smiled, she heard the sadness in Clare's voice. “You saved her and now she has a chance to live and be the woman she wants to be. You can always check with Jonni and see how her research is going. After all her nano-therapy has worked in removing cancer cells, why not in repairing a damaged X chromosome?”

Thirteen smiled, “We just keep coming up with more and more new projects. We need to actually spend some time in the lab... Maybe tomorrow.” Clare was actually wanting to go back to work right that moment, not for herself but for Gina, the poor girl that she had saved. She felt a different emotion wash across her and it was different from the arousal that had come from the touch and press of battle. As they walked by the different shop displays Clare was taking in so much and communicating with networks, her team and her Father. Chatting with Hanna about the fashions was mostly just show, and really not that exciting, but what was happening is.

Clare was collecting data from the networks, and sifting through the viral videos on the web. She was connected with her team through the gadgets she had distributed, and those that were already in place. They were able to converse telepathically, {Pasha will be coming back to us today, she has helped plug our leaks as well as Identify them.}

Clark sent, {That's wonderful to hear, and I am looking forward to seeing my Daughter in a few hours. Sorry about my attitude yesterday. Just one thing, do you think you could wear a top while surfing? ROFOL.} Everyone in the queue seemed to be shocked for a moment, that Clark had joked about his daughter being topless. {What she's nineteen, and brilliant, so I trust her judgment.}

Clare was so happy {Oh Daddy, I knew you loved me, Oh, and, um, Daddy, I um, met a guy...}

Randell noticed he had been drawn into a mental queue, he had heard Clare say 'she had met a guy'. {Hello, uh, Mister Tylos, I'm Randell Chance the guy she met. I'm, uh, really nervous as I feel I am meeting the Family. Uh, well it's a real pleasure to meet you all.} The pressure in the queue was amazing. He could tell it was her Father, three women she considered 'aunts', and two 'sisters'. Randell was about to ask about her brother, when the entire incident was replayed including Clare's short life, in a burst transmission. Dazed he let the others speak.

Hanna added, {Yes already thrown over for another, congrats sweeties. Now we need to decide what to do about Renny and how to finish Sun Corporation before they try to finish us.} She knew that if she felt the love between Clare and Randell, that everyone else would as well, especially Mink and Pasha as they were Magickal adepts. The rest of Tylos were novice level magick perceptives, though she was not sure about Kisa.

Clark chimed in, {Renny, regrettably thought he was not getting the acknowledgment he felt he deserved. I would like to keep him on, but his actions could have cost lives, instead of creating my Daughter. Oh yeah, Randell, Welcome to the team. By the way, I, will, be watching you.}

The most interesting thing about the conversation going on is that everyone's avatar, was exactly the same, with some small differences. Then there was Randell's view of Clare, which she maintained as the topless view from her surfing trip. The rest all saw what each person had on at the moment, Clare was tingling from the thought of being naughty. Then Clare thought about the contact being more personal.

The information passing between all the participants was so quick and they felt the buzz around themselves. In the mall Hanna and Clare were looking at dresses as the conversations continued. Clare felt really strange as if she was in several places at once.

Ten Miles away at Saetome Tower, Sennyo Limited suites, Kisa and Jonni are surprised to have a naked Clare pop in beside Jonni. As Clare thought it would be silly to be in bed with them in a tea dress. The three women shuddering in delight, as Jonni is sandwiched between the amazing Kisa and Clare. The three women explore one another as they share delightful hugs kisses and licks. Time for them slows as seconds seem like minutes, and the three women find pleasure in one another.

Fifteen miles away Balboa Inn, Seaside suite, Mink and Pasha have poured a third cup of tea, as Clare Joins them at the table. Her tea dress has a very provocative amount of cleavage showing and the skirt just micro short, leaving the tops of her stockings showing, as well as a few inches of bronze thigh. “Two sugars and light milk please.” Says Clare as she puts several a raspberry cookies on her plate. Pasha looks at Clare, “Such a flirt you are dear one.” Time slows here as well, the three women enjoying tea together and the delightful erotic buzz being generated by Clare and her partners.

Twenty miles away, Tylos Compound, Tylos penthouse, Clare arrives, sits on the couch next to her Father she is wearing her light green dress with floral print, her parasol leaning against the arm of the couch. The scoop top is very modest, not showing any cleavage, and the skirt is knee length. Clare gives off the scent of cinnamon and vanilla. Which reminds Clark of his late wife, and he is happily surprised to see his Daughter sitting next to him. Father and daughter share their feelings, and Clark apologizes. Clare does her best, not to let the erotic buzz fill the air here. Still she is sure her father notices a few sexy moans, that do not quite fit their conversation.

Thirty miles away, Surfing Magazine Building, Randell Chance's Office. Clare appears, topless with just the miniscule thong bikini bottom. She locks the office door with a thought, as she wraps her arms about Randell and Kisses him passionately. Time here slows as well, but Clare did not see Cal the Editor in chief in the office. She is pleasantly surprised when he helps Randell make a Clare sandwich.

Back at the Mall, Clare shares the delightful waves of passion from her contact with Randell, Cal, Kisa and Jonni, and adds to the overall feedback to all the women. Though she was nice to share with sharing with Randell and Cal also. Clare's pinnacle of delight washes over them all. The Clare with her Father, does her best, not let the moment rock her to much but she moans. Her Father can not help notice, Thirteen shuddering in ecstasy as well.

The plan is shared on how to deal with Renny and Doctor Rodriguez, Clare pulls herself back together. Hanna wobbles along with Clare, hugging the teen so that they can stabilize. “Maybe, you should not push yourself so hard sweetie.” Though she is very happy to share the passion that Thirteen seems to have sparked in all of them.

Clare smile, “But where's the fun in that?” She feels a little cool and realizes she is naked, and quickly covers herself with the light green floral print dress. Thankfully her hair is down and flowing so it covers her lack of clothing to some extent.

Hanna smiles, having felt Clare's skin when she had absorbed all the other Clare's. “A little difficult, to keep all the different clothing appropriate to each location I see, and you could have at least brought a cookie back for me.” As she see's the tea cup and saucer, in Clare's right hand as they separate.

Clare blushes as she realizes she is still barefoot, and feels the ejaculate from Randell and Cal seeping past her thong. She takes a long sip of her tea, and creates the new lingerie for her outfit, as well as stockings and shoes. Then sends the saucer back and hands a napkin with two cookies to Hanna, a raspberry tart, and a strawberry tart. “A pair of tarts from your favorite tart.” Clare shares as she absorbs the sexual emanations from Randell, Jonni, Kisa and herself making her feel a little bit fresher.

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Sun Corporation, operations center, Madame Nimfylla Hafyaan watches the report on the miraculous save of a young trans-girl, and is handed the readings of the afternoon energy emanations. It showed high effervescence and particle power fluctuations around the mall, and just about everywhere Clare had been. The only good news about the report, at least as far as Clare and company are concerned, is that it could not pinpoint the source. Even though she viewed video from several different news sources as well as from youtube videos the face of the rescuers were almost as if they had been electronically censored. Top it all off the name of the pare was given as Clair Ann, and HanaRena, both names seemed familiar to her but they just escaped her mental grasp.

Nimfylla made her report to Sukebe Desgraçado, “Magickal effervescence and particle power fluctuations indicate a powerful Magick User, and a Technological Gadgeteer have come to this city. I think it has something to do with Tylos, but I'm unable to confirm the power usage is by any known Tylos associate. I am going to have Colonel Termani, and his personal, do grid sweeps and scans. Then maybe we can get eyes on the Users and Identify them.”

Desgraçado was enraged, “You have not ordered that done, and you're talking to me, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? GET IT DONE, or I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL.” The connection was terminated before she could ask if the names from the news report, meant anything to him.

The quick to anger Desgraçado would prove to be his own worst enemy as he could have told Madame Hafyaan that it was similar to Claire Sennyo and Hanna Frinch. So Nimfylla went about her work still puzzling over the names, and making sure the Colonel knew of his orders. What was puzzling the Sun Corporation underling was that she still had not made the connection of Clare and Thirteen. So this woman on the news was causing her more grief, in that she was an unknown quantity.

Of course if Doctor Sandra Rodriguez's report had not been garbled, when it was sent they might have been closer to the realization of who Clare Anne is. Madame Hafyaan was still bothered by the ghost of her old friend, turned rival Claire Sennyo. She was still agonizing over the voice from the phone tap, that sounded so much like Claire. Though she knew it was not possible as Claire had died overseas, and they had never had the chance to reconcile.

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Lower Level mall, Gina notices her breasts are very itchy and pain in her abdomen, she slides on to a near by bench. “Momma, my body feels so strange,...” her voice cracks and her panties were not quite as restrictive.

Danielle Cole, looks at her daughter with concern, she places her hand on her daughter's forehead, and notices the closely shorn hair, has quickly grown to shoulder length. Her daughter is a little warm but not emergency warm. “Sweetie just sit still I think it will pass that amazing woman that saved you may have helped you be the girl you are.”

Special needs stall in the Ladies room, first floor mall, seventeen year old Brandon is wondering why in the world he stepped into the Ladies Restroom. Struggling with the Catholic school uniform skirt and blouse, Brandon wishes he had the right lingerie for the outfit. 'Why would I want that... NO I...' He finds he does want the right lingerie. Brandon is surprised that his beater shirt has become a silky camisole covering Brandy's barely budding breasts and the boxers have become a silky hi cut bikini panties. Brandon feels his body shrinking from almost six foot tall to about five foot one.

From seventeen year old male, the mind and body change. As preteen Brandy thinks 'Hope Mom gets me a couple of pretty training bras soon.' After all she was going to be thirteen in less than a week. Brandy was so happy her mom had made her put the pads in her purse, as well as an extra pair of panties. She was so happy her first period came, as she was in the stall it very easily could have ruined her trip to the mall. Brandy's phone beeped, the text she opened had an upskirt shot, 'Why would anyone send something like that to me?'

The Living Matrix was happy with the changes wrought so far, but the host seemed to be learning fast and realized it may not be able to make such changes without both Clare and it agreeing soon. Maybe we can keep her occupied with sexual play after all the new body was very responsive. It did not hurt that the body was fueled by the sex drive.

Third floor, Charlotte Russe, Clare found a dress that called to her, scuba-knit fabric with a sheer mesh back sides and top with embellished patches at the shoulders. The sweetheart silhouette was expanded because of the black satin corset she had on. Thirteen paired it with fierce high heel with caged vegan leather upper with a metallic ankle cuff, stylish peep toe and handy zipper at back. Lightly cushioned insole rests on the platform and stiletto heel which she had to add 4 centimeters too.

Hanna was happy to see that Clare actually purchased these to items rather than just copy them outright. “Good for you, buying new things is just as important as looking sometimes. Think we need to go though, as it is after one already.”

Clare noticed the changes made to Gina and Brandy, and she stopped in place, as she called on the Living Matrix. Hanna noticed that Clare was walking stiffly but had stopped talking and her movements were minimal. Though there was still plenty of wiggle and jiggle in Clare, just no hair flicking, or other feminine body movement.

Clare was a little miffed, {Mattie you can not do things like that so casually. True Gina needed our help but to regress and Change Brandon like that was too much. DO NOT MAKE any more changes to others without discussing it. Though I must say Brandy is very cute, and yes Brandon deserved punishment, but lets keep it lighter. Just because Gina and I love being women does not make it right for everyone, and some people do not deserve to be female.}

The Living Matrix replied {This one shall be your instrument as you grow. We resolve to discuss all changes with the Clare.}

Clare shakes her head clear, her hair fanning out, as it hangs in waves past her waist. She and Hanna are near the exit they came in at, “Well, with great power, now I just need to make sure I am the responsible one. Gina's female now, so that's a good thing. But Brandon is now Brandy and a few years younger.”

Hanna looked quizzically at Clare, “Who is Brandon?; and how did they change?” Hanna was surprised when Clare shared the info directly to her mind. Also sharing possible transformation scenarios, for Renny and Doctor Rodriguez.