Transfiguration
Copyright© 2025 by Flavorfulcorpse
Chapter 6
The beach:
When we got to the island, we marveled at its beauty. The white sand and the cool breeze were refreshing. It didn’t take long for everyone to shed their clothing and spread out the blankets. Grim and Bella found themselves a quiet corner of the beach to relax and watch over us. Sunscreen was applied to those who needed it, mainly me, as I was the one without a tan of any sort. I sat on a blanket with Eli and Tamara to my right and left. Edi sat behind me with her legs stretched out by my legs, so I could lean back on her. The soft, yet firmness, of her tits made for a very comfortable headrest.
Laying there on the best head and neck support there is, I drifted off to the sounds of the waves rolling ashore. Edi had her chin resting on the top of my head, while she ran her hands up and down, from my stomach to my chest, as she talked to Eli and Tamara. Watching the constellations play in the water like children made me smile. They chased and dunked each other and any that would dare get close to them. Eventually, they laid on their backs and floated, as the song about islands and a stream popped into my head.
Closing my eyes I drifted off until a hand found its way to my cock and stroked it to life. I cracked an eye open to see Jaq was the one who had decided to be the one to start the first round of fun with me. “Just lay there and let us do all the work,” she said as she took me into her mouth. The nanites were going to be putting in some work today on the beach, it seemed like. Doing as I was told, I relaxed back and enjoyed my ‘boobie’ pillows.
When Jaq’s mouth wrapped around my cock, she got my full attention. Her eyes were looking up at me when I looked down at her and the smile in her eyes said her actions had the desired effect she wanted. She hadn’t sucked all that long before she moved up and straddled my waist. Leaning forward and whispering in my ear she said, “We’re going to make beautiful babies,” then she slotted my cock and pushed her body down, sheathing my cock in her.
She worked her hips in a circular motion, with a heavy moan and grunt. I will never get tired of the feeling of a tight, orgasming pussy, hugging and milking my cock. I opened my eyes to see everybody watching Jaq and me make love, and during our lovemaking, time seemed to stand still. As she rode me, I took her bountiful breasts in my hands and caressed them, as I sucked one nipple then the other. Her orgasms grew stronger, and stronger, until I could hold out no longer and pumped her full of my seed. She wasn’t done though, she was giving all her body to me, and quickly moved me from her pussy to her ass. There was no hesitation on her part, since it was a hunger, and she was going to feed, and I was good with that. Once she had received what she wanted she fell against my chest breathing hard.
One by one the others took her place. I was glad to give each of them what they needed from me, and it was an honor to do so for all they had and will give to me. At some point I could hear the howls of Grim and Bella, because they had slipped off to propagate the Brenn species. The girls play for a while longer, as their toned and tanned bodies were amazing to watch. Today had been a terrific day, and no breast had been left unsucked, nor any hole of the girls had been left unfucked.
As we were gathering our things to go home, I looked up at the sky and noticed the sun had barely moved. Edi and the rest of the more mature of my court started making dinner plans, while the rest made sure to entice me with their still nude bodies. In the blink of an eye, we were back at the house. I checked my phone when I got inside the house and we had only been gone for two hours. I asked Trimeka, “How is it we have only been gone for two hours?”
“The support ships use ‘gravitational time dilation’. It helps keep their supplies from going bad when they are waiting for an exploratory team that will be sent to a new planet. Support ships are sent first and monitor the planet before the team is sent there for exploration. Use of the ‘GTD’ takes a great deal of energy. The ship will have to locate a storm with a significant amount of static discharge to replenish what it used.”
“Gotcha,” I replied.
The consensus was once everyone was dressed appropriately, and we would go to the shop and see what was needed to bring it up to date. Azi, Moni, and Jaq grabbed their keys and were out the door. Deena, Tina, and Moria were happy to ride with me, while those with SUVs drove the rest. My truck sounded like ‘Godzilla’s’ roar when you punched the gas. With me in the lead, we made our way to Mak’s, although he had told me to make it my own and change the name, and until we come up with a name, Mak’s would do.
I saw the unmistakable Shareece standing at the glass door to the shop as I pulled into the parking lot, causing the blood in my veins began to boil. I parked and walked up to her, with the others following suit, “What are you doing here, Shareece?” I asked gritting my teeth.
She ignored me as she tried to open the door with a key she had, “You’re not allowed on the property, so leave now or I’ll call the cops!” I told her as I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket, dialing 911.”
“Call the cops, see how far that gets you!” she said with her voice full of vitriol.
I hit the button to make the call and told the 911 operator that there was a person on my property trying to break into my business.
“Are you in danger?” the operator asked.
“No, I don’t think so, unless she sits on me.”
“Can you see if they have a weapon?”
“Other than her weight, no.”
“Do you know who this person is?” The operator asked, trying not to laugh.
“Yes, it’s Shareece Rawling, who also has a criminal trespass on her for the property.”
The line went quiet for a minute, “Officers are on their way. Please stay on the line until they arrive.”
“Okay, no problem.”
Around me the others had pulled out their cell phones and were recording the encounter. Only a couple of minutes later a sheriff’s car pulled up, and a short, skinny, almost too skinny, deputy got out of the car, wearing a white T-shirt, cutoff denim shorts, white athletic socks up to his knees, Jesus sandals, and his gun belt. He put on a cowboy hat that looked like it could be used as a parachute. Emily walked over to me and said, “That’s Chief Deputy Rawling, and her husband,” then slipped back into the group. He made his way towards where Shareece and I were standing, but was intercepted by El.
“Milton,” El greeted.
“Eloise, what are you doing here?” Milton asked.
“I’m Mr. Paulson’s attorney.”
“Mind telling me what’s going on then?” he asked, damn well knowing the answer to his own question.
“Well, your wife is trying to break into the building, which belongs to Mr. Paulson, and is currently violating a trespass warning at the same time.”
“That can’t be right,” Milton said letting out a breath.
“It is, and have you been drinking Miton?” El said as she covered her nose with her right hand to block the smell of Milton’s breath.
“It’s Sunday! It’s my day off!” he said getting agitated.
“So, you admit you’ve been drinking?” El asked.
“It was only a couple of beers while I watched the game.”
Two police cars pulled into the parking lot as El and Milton were talking, as I stood there, looking from Shareece back to Milton, and then back to Shareece. The man was small enough to be the referee for the wrestling midgets under his wife’s dress.
Shareece hadn’t stopped trying to get into the building, if nothing else, she’s persistent. Tom Calloway, the Chief of Police, was in one of the two police cars, and in the other were two officers, who opened their doors and stood behind them.
Tom walked up to where El and Milton were standing and asked, “What’s going on?”
“Nothing that you need to worry about,” Milton said dismissively to Tom, shooing him away with his hand.
“Seeing how this is inside the city limits, it’s mine to worry about, Milton. What are you doing here, anyway?” Tom said looking towards me and Shareece. “Shareece, I wouldn’t do that if I were you!” Tom called out as Shareece picked up a rock looking like she was contemplating breaking the glass door.
“Tom, Shareece already has a criminal trespass on her for this property, and we want her off of it,” El told Tom.
“Yeah,” Tom said, “I was the one who wrote it.”
“You and your officers can leave, Tom, and I’ll take care of my wife,” Miton said angrily.
“You know I can’t do that, Milton. She has violated the trespass warning and is actively trying to break into the building,” Tom said as he pointed to Shareece throwing the rock at the door.
Milton dropped his head, shaking it as he pinched his nose. He let out a breath and that’s when Tom could smell it, “Damn it, Milton, you’ve been drinking! Not only is your wife going to jail, so are you!” Tom said pulling out his cuffs. Tom handcuffed Milton and motioned for his officers to do the same to Shareece.
“You can’t arrest me! I’m the Chief Deputy!”
“Who’s been drinking and you drove your patrol car to a scene where your wife is breaking the law. What were you thinking you were going to do, Milton, huh?” Tom said as he double locked the cuffs.
Shareece had to be cuffed in the front, and it still took two sets of cuffs. Watching the officers try to stuff Shareece into the back of their Tahoe was kind of comical. Tom loaded Milton into his Tahoe and came over to inspect the damage done to the door, “That’s some strong ass glass!” Tom said, running his hand over the smooth surface. Bent down looking at the glass of the door Tom asked, “Jackson, tell me what went on at the school the other day, with the fight and all.”
“Not going to happen, Tom. All questions for Jackson go through me,” El said matter-of-factly.
“It’s just a few questions, Eloise.”
“Not happening, Tom! You can get all the video from the school SRO and see what happened.”
Another car pulled in and drove closer to us. A man and a woman got out in their dark charcoal grey suits and walked up to us, “I’m special agent Mann and this is special agent Lewis with the FBI,” the woman agent introduced.
“What can we do ya for?” I asked.
“We are looking for Geovani Makaveli and Jackson Paulson,” Agent Lewis said, reading from a small notepad that he pulled from his suit jacket pocket.
“I’m Jackson Paulson,” I said raising my hand.
Lewis looked at me with slight confusion on his face, “No, you’re too young to be him.”
“Then you’re thinking of my granddad,” I told him. “He died several years ago and left me his half of the business.”
“Well, it looks like it is you I need to talk to then.”
“Shoot.”
“Do you know where Mr. Makaveli is?” Agent Mann asked.
“Last I spoke to Mak, he said he was retiring and he and his wife were loading up their RV and traveling around, ‘Doing old people shit.’”
“Do you have his cell phone number?” Mann asked.
“Mak doesn’t have a cell phone. He wouldn’t have even had a home phone if his wife didn’t need to have it,” I told them, laughing a little. Mak was one of a kind, just like my granddad, he had an aversion to technology. Knew had to use it but didn’t like it.
“Okay then,” Lewis said making a notation in his notepad.
“So, what happened at the bank yesterday?” Mann asked.
“We went to the bank so Mak could sign his half of the business over to me, and well, we were taken into Mrs. Rawling’s office, where she berated Mak over giving me the property, because she wanted it for herself. Then we went to the bank manager’s office, where we found out that there was a fraudulent lien on the business. The bank manager called the FDIC support line to find out who had placed the lien on Mak, due to the forms not being filled out correctly. As it turned out, Mrs. Rawling was the one to apply the lien to Mak,” I told them.
“We’ll be talking to her after we finish up here,” Lewis said.
“You don’t have to go far, because she’s in that cop car over there,” I said, pointing to her location.
“Why is she in a cop car?” Mann asked.
“She tried to break into the building,” I said with a shrug.
“From what we have gathered so far, it looks like she’s done this at least four other times,” Mann explained.
“Then she needs to get what is coming to her.” Jaq called out.
“Chief, do you have a place where we can interview her?” Lewis asked as he walked back to their car.
I stuck my hand out to shake Agent Mann’s hand, “Thank you for your help,” I said, placing my other hand over her hand as well.
“Not a problem, it’s my job. I hope we can help get this straightened out,” she said, taking out her credentials and handing me a card.
I looked at her card and her name was Star Mann, “No shit,” I said, looking at her.
“What?” she asked.
“Your name is Star Mann!”
“All my life,” she said without missing a beat, while giving me a smile.
I stood there and for the first time, appraised her. She was about five-seven, one-twenty-five-ish pounds, while her chestnut brown hair was in a tight, professional bun, with hazel eyes, and she was around twenty-five. Couldn’t get a good read on her measurements because of the suit, her face was one of natural beauty, so she didn’t have to wear a lot of makeup to look pretty. I would imagine the body under it to be amazing, though. When she walked back to their car I noticed her footwear. They were combat-style boots, so she was ready to rock when it was called for.
They got into their cars and followed Chief Calloway out of the parking lot. It was now ten after three, so I unlocked the door and let everyone in before going in myself. Azi, Moni, the Constellations, Jaq, Tina, Moria, and Emily all went out to the garage. Edi, Eli, Benezia, El, Tamara, Jennifer, and Candice all stayed in the office/waiting room. The nanites had outdone themselves, as the shop, office, and waiting room were spotless. The bay doors were rolled up, as my garage bunnies came in and joined the rest of us inside for a few minutes.
“I think those of us not going to school will work here until the rest of you are out of school,” Jaq said to all of us, with everyone nodding along in agreement.
Azi and Moni went back to the garage to make a list of equipment and supplies we were going to need. El was busy going over all the legal stuff, Edi was going over inventory and sales stuff, and Eli went to rearranging things to make the inside flow better. Me, I watched the magic happen and marveled at the uniformity of their actions. They were in sync and never fell out of step. Benezia helped Eli with the rearranging, while everyone else helped where they could.
Mak had told me he wanted me to make the shop my own and change the name, I had not a clue what to call it, but I would honor him in his request. I was listening to Edi and Eli talk when Eli asked about Edi’s husband, and things got quiet.
On a ship that doesn’t exist, in the South China Sea:
Loane Is was on a CIA ship that was on a clandestine mission to patch into underwater communication cables that belonged to the Peoples Republic of China. Everything seemed to be going as planned, but nothing ever goes as planned, and this was no exception. The sat divers had just come aboard when the ship was rocked by several external explosions, three in total so far. Alarms were going off everywhere, and the ship was listing to port badly and getting worse every second.