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Quick note: this is not a Ret-Con story. It is inspired by some comics I
read as a kid, but I hope it is a little different from anything else out
there.
The Lucky One (part 1)
Well, hay there, hi there ho there! Or, as my dear friend Stan Lee likes
to say "Face front, true believers!" (I better be careful about saying
that. Don't need to annoy The Stanster, much less his horde of marvellous
Marvel Zombie lawyers... )
This is the one, the only, the Fantastic Fluke, The Luckiest Person Alive
coming atcha from the wonderful world of the World Wide Web! Welcome to
the first ever blog from your pal, me! I know, I know, you can't believe
your luck. But calm down out there, you will strain something.
You know, there are a lot of crazy stuff out there about us "superiors,
(I actually hate that name, blech) and especially about Yours Truly (you
would not believe what was on my Wikipedia page until I fixed it) So I
decided I would do my part, and help straighten some stuff out. Plus, I
can make all of your lives a little better by sharing my wonderful self
with all of you! Yes, I can feel you squirting with excitement (and some
bodily fluids some of you, you naughty people you)
Now, I know you people have come to expect me to be the bestest at
everything (and I would normally agree with you , except I am far too
modest to say so), so it will come as a shock to you, but even I have
some things I am not the best at. Now, now, pick yourself off the floor,
I know it was surprising.
Because of this, I asked a professional writer to assist me in making
this blog happen. You may have heard of her, since she helped my fellow
"superior" E-girl tell her story. Say "Hi" to Dorothy Colleen, everybody.
"Hi. Thanks for letting me write this, er, Fluke. First, I would like to
explain how I came to be here. See, there are an infinite number of
parallel ... " Ok, ok, stop hogging the spotlight Dot. This is my story.
How should I start? Well, among the most common comments I get when I
appear in public, after "Can I have your autograph?" and "You wanna sleep
with me?" (both boys and girls say that one, believe it or not), is "Hay,
Fluke, how did you become the Example of Awesomeness, the Idol of
Millions, the all around Top Dog that you are today?"
(Well, I am paraphrasing )
So, without further ado, let me give to you, my fans, for the first time
anywhere, the (formally) secret origin of me! And how does it all start?
With a unsuspecting shmuck named Eddie James, and a one in a trillion
event that changed everything.
A bolt from the blue...
Eddie was no prize, I would have to admit. Nearing thirty years old, he
had accomplished pretty much squat in his life. No girlfriend, heck, no
friends of any sort to speak of, a series of dead-end grunt jobs for
minimum wage to keep the wolves from the door, and not much chance that
things would ever change.
Then, one day, he was taking a walk to the corner store, and got hit by
what a witness described as "blue lightning". To this day, authorities
are still confused about what it was. (I know, but they don't listen to
me all the time, as hard as that is to believe, since I am clearly the
expert ).
Kids, let me tell you this before I continue, DON'T TRY THAT AT HOME.
Last thing I want to be responsible for is a bunch of crazies wondering
around with lightning rods and hanging off rooftops hoping to get hit.
The one thing even the experts are sure of, is what happened to Eddie is
about as unlikely to happen again as anything they know of.
So there was Eddie, zapped by a bolt from the blue, as the saying goes. I
wish I could say he bounced up and flew up to give a bunch of fives to
whoever sent it, but sadly, he did not. Instead, he lay in a smoking pile
and moaned.
Now, things could have been dicey at that moment, but Eddie had a bit of
luck, his first break. The witness called 911, and soon, an ambulance
arrived on the scene. Not that they thought they could do much. From the
expression on their faces, they looked like there were not sure if they
should use a gurney or a dustpan to take Eddie in.
Well, they got poor Eddie to the hospital, and one look at him made the
docs try and shift through the frazzled remains of his clothes for an ID,
and maybe compose a letter to next of kin, when Eddie moaned some more.
What happened next has been played on Youtube over and over again, thanks
to the hospital's security cameras. If George Lucas or Steven Spielberg
had done that video, they couldn't have done anything as spooky.
Basically, his whole body started to heal at a unbelievable rate. And if
that wasn't odd enough, it also began to change. Most of his hair (and a
good part of his skin too) had been burned off, and most of the hair
never came back. The part that did was the stuff on the top of his head,
and it came back with a vengeance, becoming long and full of body within
minutes
His face softened, becoming more oval, which was pretty painful. Then the
changes started moving south. As his chest healed, small mounds formed,
and blossomed into bosoms (and don't you just love that turn of phrase?).
That was surprisingly painful. Then, things really got interesting his
bottom half was covered by a sheet, so the cameras missed it, but his
privates did a retreat, and soon his outtie was an innie, which was very
very painful.
Then the worst pain hit as his hips broke again and again to accommodate
his new equipment. Specifically, his body was building a womb, although
it didn't have all that good a view (get it? A womb with a view?, Oh,
never mind....)
So, in the space of about an hour, Eddie had gone from a male crispy
critter to a healthy, (and hot) woman. I bet you have guessed by now,
that woman is me. A few moments later, when I woke up, I discovered my
changes pretty fast, and shook, screamed, and then started crying like
the girl I now was for about one minute.
Then, I decided I needed to get the heck out of there. So I wrapped my
sheet around my downright hot body and went hunting for some help. I
approached the nurse's desk, and said to the cute girl there, "Excuse me.
If I were to ask why I am now a foxy babe, am I likely to like the
answer?"
"I am sorry sir, ma'm. The blunt fact is we don't have a clue what
happened. We think you must be one of those 'Superiors'."
"Yeh? Like that hot chick E-Girl?" I guess it could be worse."
"You seem to be taking this awfully calmly. Most men would be a bit more
freaked about being turned into a woman."
"Kid, I was a nobody. Now, apparently I am so good looking I make myself
pant, and have super powers besides. I will miss havin' my naughty bits,
but it wasn't like I was getting any action anyway. "
"O... kay then. Let me call the doctor, get you checked out, and maybe
see what we can get you to wear besides a sheet."
"Fine. Almost a shame to cover this body up though. Hay, I wonder if I
can fly?"
"Well, I wouldn't recommend jumping off the roof to find out."
"You might have a point. I will be a good girl and go back to my bed
until the doc comes. Stay sexy, babe"
When the doctor came, he gave me a quick physical (and when he put some
equipment up my new hole, it created some mixed feelings. First, the
little metal dealie was COLD! I swear they must store them in a freezer.
But, on the other hand, when it brushed against a spot inside me, it felt
darn good, and put a exploration session on my "things to do list"
Now, I had a small problem. My "Eddie" ID had burned up, and even if it
had not, I sure didn't look like my driver's photo.
Things might have gone south in a hurry if they hadn't actually witnessed
some of my transformation. So I was spared a visit to the rubber room
when I told them who I was. But I had another small problem. My former
clothes, my wallet and the little bit of money in it were now charcoal
briquettes.
And that's when things got totally strange, as if healing and turning
into a girl wasn't strange enough. As soon as I concentrated on the idea
of getting dressed, there was a small 'pop' sound, and an outfit appeared
in midair, and dropped on the bed I was laying on.
They were built for my new gender, and I shrugged. I needed to wear
something, and they would do. And the idea of making boys drool had a
certain appeal to it...
Once I was dressed, I wanted to check out of that hotel, and got into a
battle of wills with the doc over it. While they conceded that I seemed
to be in perfect health, especially considering the condition I came in,
but they were a little worried about how what happened would affect me
mentally.
Finally, I convinced them that I was as ok as was possible under the
circumstances, and that I would call on them if I started feeling
otherwise, and they let me go.
On my way out the door, it occurred to me that I didn't have anyway to
get home, as my car was at my place. But I heard a rustling sound in my
purse (my purse? Oh, it showed up with the outfit.), and sure enough,
there was enough money in there to catch a taxi home, plus, a new ID,
with my female form on the picture, and a feminine version of my name:
Eddi James. (not the greatest name in history. Apparently, Eddi is a
version of Edith. The creep who sent it had no imagination, I tell you.)
So I made my way home, and judging from the reaction to my appearance
from the taxi driver, I had not overestimated my effect on males, and if
anything, I had sold myself short. I thought to myself, "You know, I
could get used to this. Being a sexy chick is kinda fun...."
I went into my apartment, and kicked of my heels (Did I forget to mention
that the outfit came with heels? My bad). I took a peek at myself in the
mirror. I always thought a woman looked better wearing less, but this
outfit seemed to defy that logic. Nothing really was showing, but just
hints here and there, and yet the effect was electric.
I went to my bedroom, and thought I might as well take my new equipment
for a test drive. I was just getting going when the closet in my room
came open, and a large, yellow, and round creature came though.
Boys and girls, if you are over a certain age, there is a good chance
that you have taken your equipment out for a spin, and there is at least
some chance that someone decides to pick that particular moment to drop
by, leaving you flustered and red, and not just from the exercise you
were just getting. But I happen to think it's a little worse when it's a
giant tennis ball with eyes, and as I was about to learn, a huge mouth
who drops by.
"Yaddie!" it said, and opened its mouth wide. So wide it seemed to extend
past the limits of its "face".
I quickly re-arranged my sheet and tried to regulate my breathing, so I
could try and figure out what this thing was.
"Yaddie!" it said again.
"Hi"
"Yaddie!"
"And you are..."
"Yaddie!"
"Fine. You are Yaddie. You say anything else?"
"Yaddie!"
"Obviously not. Listen, I was a little busy. Do you think you could come
back in an hour?" Then I remembered just how sensitive to touch some
parts of my new body were, and added "Or possibly three?"
"Yaddie!"
Then it bobbed and wafted over to my bed. Did I mention it was floating
in mid-air? It was floating in mid-air. It took the edge of the sheet in
its mouth (an act that made me instinctively curl up my legs so it
wouldn't catch my toes) and then it pulled it off the bed. It then
quickly floated to the other side of the bed, and nudged me gently. I
almost fell off the bed.
"You want me up?"
It got ready to give me another gentle nudge, and I decided I didn't need
to be pushed through the wall of my bedroom, and got up. It zoomed over
to the side of the bed I was standing by, and grabbed my clothes, and
managed to fling them at me. (which isn't easy to do without hands).
Rather than risk it "helping" me get dressed, I put on the outfit and
slipped on my heels. It drifted back towards the closet, and then looked
back at me.
"You want me to follow you?"
"Yaddie!"
I considered my options, and figured I really didn't want to find out
it's definition of a gentle tug on my arm, so I followed.
My closet now had a hole in it. Not a hole that led to the next room, but
a hole that led to what looked like a road, if a road could float in the
middle of the Milky Way.
I don't mean the chocolate bar, I mean the galaxy, but that wasn't
exactly it either. It wasn't dark with little lights, it was like a
multi-coloured cloud with flashes of lighting, bright lights hanging in
the sky, and this glowing path that started at the edge of my closet and
wound it's way up, down, and all around that odd environment.
"You sure I have to go down this road?"
"Yaddie!"
"Well, you are just a load of helpful advice, you know that?"
"Yaddie!"
"Ok, fine. If I have to go, I might as well get started. But," looking
how far the road seemed to go "I think I am going to wish I was wearing
flats."
Yaddie floated ahead of me, and looked back, waiting for me to catch up.
We made our way down the road, and soon I realized that the road seemed
to have its own gravity, after we flipped upside down and were able to
keep walking. I resolved to not look down (or was it up?) I also saw a
great number of side paths branching out on either side of the road, but
we stayed on the main path.
We were not totally alone. I could see, hear, or feel shadowy creatures.
Some were some distance away, and some were much closer, but none came
too close to the road. Some ignored us, some paused whatever it was they
were doing to watch us go by, some scattered as though scared of us, and
a few made some threatening gestures, but they seemed too afraid of the
road to do more to us.
For someone who hadn't worn heels before, I found them comfortable, and
the wiggle in my walk natural. I vowed I would find a construction site
to walk past when I got home, so I could enjoy the wolf whistles.
That thought gave me pause. I wasn't even slightly upset about turning
into a woman, and seemed to absolutely relish every moment of it. During
my little "exploration" I had found I could think about either men or
women as my partner, and have it make little difference to me, leading me
to concede that I was now thoroughly bisexual, with just a touch more
interest in girls than boys.
What that meant to me long term, I had no idea, but I found myself
looking forward to finding out. After traveling what seemed like miles,
we reached what looked like a major intersection, with a small ball in
the middle of it. in the middle of the ball was a tree, and in front of
the tree a small figure apparently waited for us to arrive.
Yaddie zoomed up to it and bounced in mid-air like a puppy. (I mean, if a
puppy could bounce in mid-air)
"So you finally made it. Took you long enough" it said.
"Oh now, this is just plain silly"
You see, by now, I was ready for a great deal. But a pale green midget in
a blue dress with a strong accent was a new one.
She looked like a female version of the character Mel Brooks had played
in that space parody, and sounded almost exactly like Bugs Bunny. (Ok. So
I like classic movies and TV shows, what of it?)
"I suppose you would like an explanation"
"That would be very nice."
"Well, for starters, this is the center of the multi-universe. It is from
this place that everything that ever was or will be comes from"
"I am going to nod and smile and pretend I understood that"
She sighed. "which part gave you trouble? I thought I was pretty clear"
"What is a multi-universe?"
"Oh, boy. Ask me something easy why don't you? You live on one planet, in
one solar system, in one galaxy, in one universe or one reality, if you
like"
"I will take your word for it."
"Well, have you ever wondered 'what if?'"
"What if what?"
"What if anything! What if you had taken a different job, or bumped into
the love of your life while waiting for a train, or if you had been
something other than totally out of it right now?"
"I resemble that remark. I am usually quite smart, I just have had an
interesting day, and am having trouble processing."
"Fine. But do you get the idea? You ever read any alternate history? What
if the Roman Empire hadn't fallen, that type of thing?"
"Sure"
"Well, if you were to take that path," and she pointed to one of paths
that led away from the ball, you could find out"
"Ok. So you said this place is the center?"
"Well, as close as you can come."
"And why did Yaddie bring me here?"
"Because you are the Chosen One, and you are going to protect it all"
"Pull the other leg, it's got bells on"
"Fine. I don't think you are ready for that yet anyway. But I will tell
you one more thing. First, you noticed that your clothes and ID appeared
when you needed them?"
"How did you know that?"
"It's my job to know. I sent you what you needed."
"so if I needed a new TV, you would send it to me?"
"Try and take this seriously."
"Seriously? I got zapped by some kind of cosmic lightning, burned to a
crisp, healed, turned into a girl, had stuff appear out of thin air, had
a visit from a yellow critter with too large a mouth and a one word
vocabulary, who takes me to see the wizard at the center of the multi-
universe who tells me I am a Chosen One, and you expect me to take it
seriously?"
"I think we are moving too fast for you. Yaddie here will take you home."
"Sounds good to me. With any luck, when I wake up tomorrow this will all
be a chilli-inspired dream."
So Yaddie bounced ahead of me, and we went back the way we had come.
After I stepped back into my own room the hole closed behind me, with no
sign of where it had been.
I looked at my new companion, and said, "Well Yaddie, I guess it's just
you and me."
"Yaddie!"
"I somehow thought you would say that."
I grabbed my sheet and crawled back into bed. After a while, the yellow
creature bounced on to the bed, and snuggled in beside me like a round
dog. I had had worse sleeping partners, and after a bit, I fell asleep.
Tomorrow, I thought, all of this will have been a weird dream, and life
would be back to normal.
I had no idea how wrong I was.....
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