Transfiguration
Copyright© 2025 by Flavorfulcorpse
Chapter 4
After I parked, I got out and helped Eloise out of the truck. We walked over to her Escalade and helped Dee get their things out. When we walked inside, Tamara, Candice, Mom, and Jaq were all kneeling on the floor. They were sitting on their feet, legs spread, hands behind their backs, which made their chests push out, and they had their chins up. With their legs open, so I could see everything. Eloise and Deena stripped out of their clothes and joined the others as I looked over and inspected each of them, as a general would a soldier.
“You may rise,” I told them jokingly.
Tamara got up first, then the rest followed, and then she walked over to me and kissed me. “Hello, my King,” she said as she stood next to me on my left. The others were standing where they had stood up from with their heads bowed. I took Tamara’s hand in mine and again walked around them for another inspection, and I couldn’t believe how sexy and elegant each looked. Tamara led me back to the front of the formation of beautiful women and had me face them.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, she pulled what looked like a collar out of thin air. The collar looked to be made of pearl, with gold circuitry all around it, and an emerald pendant hanging from it. She handed me the collar and pulled her hair up and out of the way, then turned her back to me. I knew what she wanted me to do, so I opened the collar and placed it around her neck, then I closed it. Once the collar was closed, it became solid, and you couldn’t see where it had opened.
Tamara walked over to my mom and Jaq, moved them in front of me, and whispered something in their ears, and then they turned their backs to me. I stepped closer to Mom, rubbed my cock up and down her wet pussy, and then pushed into her, causing Mom and me both to gasp at the sensation. This was a bonding, not a lovemaking ceremony.
I thrust into my mom, tearing her barrier and bonding with her. I thrust in and out until I reached and gained access to her womb, where I filled her with my seed. Tamara handed me another collar exactly like hers for me to put on my mom, and once Mom’s collar was on, they both moved in front of Jaq.
I moved behind Jaq to enter her so that I would be the only man ever to enter her, like Deena. I claimed her and filled her womb. This time, they handed me the collar, and the pendant was a blood-red ruby, just like the others. One by one the others walked up to me; first was Deena, her collar was onyx with the gold circuitry and a blood-red ruby; Eloise was next, her collar was onyx with silver circuitry and the blood-red ruby; and Candice was the last, her collar was the same as Eloise’s, onyx with silver and the blood-red ruby.
“Let me explain the collars and what they mean,” Tamara said. “Ours,” she said, motioning to hers, Mom’s, and Jaq’s, “are of the ‘First’ and ‘First Royals,’ while yours are of the Mosthi Court of the King,” she said as she motioned to them. “The pendants represent what your jobs are within His Majesty’s Court. Green, as Elizabeth and I have, is for the ‘First’ of the Court. The red is for the protectors of the King, and the ‘First,’ Jaq and Deena, are protectors of the King, and Candice, you, and Eloise are protectors of Elizabeth and I,” she finished saying.
“I have one thing to say: I would prefer to be called Jackson, or JP, because I’m not much on this King stuff.”
I went back to the truck and got my book bag and the paper from the console. I sat at the table while the ladies talked and made dinner. I opened my laptop, logged in, and a message appeared: “Stand by, updating security.” That took about fifteen minutes, and then the home screen loaded faster than it had ever done before. I looked up the account from the information Grandad left me on his Bitcoin investment and saw that he had bought twenty-five thousand dollars of Bitcoin stock when it first opened in 2009, and it had sat almost untouched since then.
I did some quick calculations and then did them again and again. I felt like I was going to throw up, so I closed my laptop, went out to my truck, and climbed in. “AIMS, were you monitoring me while I was on the computer?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Were those figures correct?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“Those figures are one hundred percent correct.”
“That’s a lot of money,” I told her.
“It indeed is a lot of money for you and your family. What do you wish me to do with it?” she asked.
“Secure it and open a family account that we all can use. Transfer five hundred thousand over two accounts, one checking and one savings. Keep a close eye on the accounts for us, please,” I told her.
“Yes, Your Majesty,” she said with a chuckle.
“JP,” I told her.
“Oh, I know; I just needed to see your reaction,” she said, again with a chuckle.
“One more thing before I go back inside?” I asked.
“Yes?”
“Can you have watches made for everyone else?”
‘No.’
“No? Why not?”
“Their collars will do what your watch does.”
“Oh, okay then,” I said, then I got out of the truck and went back inside the house.
“Everything okay?” Tamara asked me when I walked through the door.
“Yes, very,” I told her.
I called everyone over to the table and opened my laptop, showing them what I had found out about the Bitcoin stock purchased by Grandad. Mom, Jaq, and the rest took seats at the table with stunned looks on their faces—well, all except Tamara. We sat in silence for a while until the timer went off on the oven, so the ladies got up and finished preparing dinner. The mood was light and happy, as all the women seemed to get along swimmingly. We set the table, we placed the food, and we sat down.
I sat and waited for the ladies to get their food, but they weren’t getting any. “You will always come before me, and I will always feed you before feeding myself.”
Platters and plates began moving as I watched until all of them had their plates full, and then I got my food. Tamara went to pick up my plate, but I took her hand in mine and said, “I can fix my plate; you all are not my servants!” So, I filled my plate and sat down. They still waited to eat their food until I started eating— “baby steps,” I guess. The food was superb, and I had two helpings.
Breaking the silence, Jaq asked, “So, those figures were correct?”
“Yes, I checked them and rechecked them. They are correct,” I told her.
“Princess?”
“Yes, Trimeka.”
“His Majesty has Forlaxian nanites in him.”
“How?” asked Tamara.
“Unknown at this time.”
I looked at Tamara and shrugged my shoulders, not knowing what else to do. All eyes were on her and me at the moment as we tried to understand the situation. “Am I in danger?” I asked, looking at Tamara.
“No, you are not in any trouble; in fact, you are in peak health,” Trimeka answered.
“I was just asking because today I felt like my aggression was through the roof,” I explained.
“Stand by, Your Majesty,” said Trimeka.
“Please call me JP or Jackson.”
“As you wish, JP.”
“Your aggression is very high, so I will adjust the nanites to lower it.”
“Your protective sense is high too, so shall I lower it as well?”
“No, that can stay, because it’s always been high,” I told Trimeka.
“As you wish,” she replied.
“Can you explain to me why my house is talking to me?” I asked Tamara.
All eyes went to Tamara; “That’s Trimeka, my ship’s AI, and my only companion for the last five years. She’s an artificial intelligence that we put on all our ships to control them. I have her locked down right now, because I was on my pilgrimage and couldn’t have contact with anyone from Forlax,” she explained.
“Princess?”
“Yes, Trimeka.”
“I have run comprehensive scans on everyone here, and you all have Forlaxian nanites in your systems.”
“Again, how?”
“I am running tests to determine the answer to that. From what the cursory scan gathered, they all are being transformed into Forlaxians. Their bone density and organs are all about thirty percent transformed. JP, though, is one hundred percent Forlaxian,” explained Trimeka.
I needed to clear my head, so I walked out to the workshop and to the container. Standing at the open doors to the container, I noticed a wooden crate at the foot of the toolboxes next to the wall. I walked over, opened the crate, and inside the crate was a note with something I didn’t recognize.
The note read, “When you find this, just know that I meant to put it on the truck. This is a supercharger and needs to be put on the truck as soon as you can. Mak would more than likely want to be the one to put it on, so just ask him. We had to have a couple of things specially made, and they got here a little too late. I was too weak to put them on and didn’t want to watch Mak put them on without me. Love always.”
I had no idea what a supercharger was or did, but I was going to read and educate myself. I put the note back and closed the crate, then I closed the container and walked around the shop. Grabbing the broom, I swept the floor, just as I had as a kid, until it was clean and I was tired. I put the broom away, turned out the lights, closed the workshop up, and went to the house.
I walked into the house and could not hear nor see anyone, so I called out and saw the hall door open. Jaq’s head peeked out; “Down here,” she called, so I walked and opened the door to go in. It was no longer the door that went to a closet; instead, it went to a room that was huge. On their knees, in the pose they were in earlier, from left to right, were Candice, Jaq, Eli (Mom), Tamara, Deena, and El (Eloise). I shook my head and had them get up. “I know this is new and all, but please, for the love of God, can we just be normal again?” I asked.
They all laughed, got up, and got into the largest bed I have ever seen in my life. There was one doorway to the right and one to the left, so I had a fifty-fifty chance of getting the right door to the bathroom on the first shot. I didn’t; I found the closet, and it was bigger than the house itself. I walked across the room with six sets of eyes watching me. The bathroom was big and beautiful—think of a Roman garden, with fountains and benches, with a shower big enough for well over a dozen people, and it was constantly running.
I couldn’t see any controls to turn the water off; I also couldn’t see any showerheads, and when I stepped in the water, it was just how I liked it: hot. The water droplets seemed to massage your skin as they hit you, and it was nice and relaxing. I stood there letting the day’s events get washed away, and it worked. When I got into bed, I was ready to go to sleep, and six beautiful women who were all mine surrounded me; what a way to sleep! Last night I slept alone for the last time, because tonight I started anew.
I slept like a king, and I felt great; there were no weird dreams. Because I didn’t have to take a piss, I felt great during the night. I was alone in a bed that took me four full rolls to get to the edge. I got out of bed and into the shower, and then when I got out of the shower, I found my tank top, sweats, and hoodie were on a bench outside the shower. On a bench at the foot of the bed were my socks and Chucks. When I got to the kitchen, it was a bustle of activity. Tamara, Candice, and Deena were all deep in conversation, while Eli, El, and Jaq were making breakfast.
I asked if there was anything I could do and was told, “Sit,” so I sat down at the table. My ass hadn’t even hit the chair good before I had a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of me. Dee, who was wearing tight leather lowrider biker pants, a tight form-fitting black long-sleeve bodysuit, and black Doc Martens, sat at the table next to me. Tamara and Candice sat down next and had their food placed in front of them.
Eli, and the rest, joined shortly thereafter. Again, they waited for me to begin eating before they would eat. I insisted on cleaning up, which they lightly fought me on, but I won. We had enough dirty dishes to run the dishwasher after I loaded it. With that done, the ones going to school grabbed their things and got ready to leave. Dee was riding with me, and Candice was riding with Tamara. Jaq and El were staying at home with Eli.
The Captured Forlaxian Ship:
“We could not find the male subject.”
“For what reason?”
“Unknown.”
“Benezia will not like this.”
“Benezia won’t know.”
“She will find out eventually.”
“By that time, she will be bound to the male subject.”
“We have to find him first.”
“We have another problem.”
“What is it?”
“All embryos that were extracted have expired and are non-viable.”
Trimeka was shielding Jackson and his court from being seen or located. She was in the process of finalizing the complete removal of the Zordanian AI. She had learned to mimic the AI and was able to go unnoticed because of it. The only area of the ship she didn’t control was the propulsion systems. The AI that runs that part of the ship is like a crayon-eating, nose-picking simpleton, so it won’t be much trouble.
Cootersville High School:
JP:
I walked to my locker with Deena by my side, while being watched by all those around us. I got to my locker and didn’t even get it opened when I felt a great pain on the side of my head. I went down to a knee and shook the pain off when I heard Deena yell, “Let go of me, Tanner.” This is where I found out AIMS had a sense of humor, because as I stood up and said, “You forgot something, Tanner!” AIMS played ‘I Walk Alone,’ by Saliva. Tanner pushed Deena into Teddy and said, “Hold on to this bitch.” He then turned and walked towards me and said, “What’s that, Scarecrow? what’d I forget?” and swung his fist at me.
I caught his fist, and AIMS started to play ‘The Order of Death’ by Public Image. The look on his face was priceless when I said, “You forgot your ass whoop’n.” I hit him just hard enough to leave the lights on, but that was about it. I held him up by his hair and walked him towards his boys, who were now visibly shaken from what they had just watched me do to Tanner.
Tanner, at this point, was my very own marionette. I directed him to the side of the hallway and let go of his hair, where he immediately crumpled to the ground. “Let her go,” I said, pointing at Teddy. He let her go, and she came over and stood behind me. “It’s time for you and Tanner to get put in your places. I have been picked on and abused and have seen you and Tanner pick on and abuse others, without remorse or care. So, today you will pay for those transgressions and be made to understand that they are unacceptable.”
Teddy tried to fight, but I grabbed his face after he swung and missed, and then bounced his head off the lockers, knocking him out cold. Wil and Fred, well, they pissed themselves and cowered. A whistle blew, getting the attention of everyone in the hallway, as Coach Nettles came around the corner with a few of his other football players in tow. He looked around and pointed at me. “What have you done?”
“Nothing but defend myself,” I told him.
“Bullshit, you liar!” He scolded me.
“I’m not lying!”
“Boys, do what you need to do to make this right!” he said to the other football players.
Deena looked at me as if to ask permission, and I gave her a nod, letting her know I understood. AIMS started playing ‘Bad Reputation’ by Joan Jett. Deena planted her foot on the first guy’s forehead and dropped him. The next guy took a roundhouse kick to his chest and went down like a bag of rocks, while the next took a kick to the side of his head, turning out his lights instantly, and the last guy was pinned to the lockers with Deena’s foot on his throat and lost his will to fight.
Tamara and Candice came around the corner and stepped in front of me just as Coach tried to grab me. AIMS was on her game, because she played ‘Walk’ by Pantera as Coach tried to push Candice out of the way, unsuccessfully. When he grabbed her by the shoulder, she took and pulled his hand off her shoulder, then twisted his arm, and gave him a knife-hand to his armpit. Coach screamed in pain and pulled away.
“You assaulted me!” Coach yelled.
“No, Berry, I defended myself. You grabbed me!”
Coach tried to push Tamara out of the way, but she hit him in the chest with a palm strike, putting him on his ass, gasping for air. “You need to collect your boys and go, Berry,” she told him. I went to step up, and Tamara put her hand on my thigh and squeezed. I understood and stopped as I watched Principal Pines, walk down the hall with the SRO towards us.