This choice: You are big now...but you weren't the target...Rouge is big AND Invincible now!! • Go Back...Chapter #8Goddess Rouge is Born by: Lelouch   For a second, just a second, you felt amazing. The testing room was no longer an infinite plain, the growth ray, not its own planet. Through the testing window you saw December, no longer a goddess in size, power, and ability, but just your sister. You were normal-sized, and for those few blissful moments, you felt happier than you ever were. That is, until a mild, if not familiar, tremor behind you made you turn around. That sight made you want to die a little inside.
No doubt a result of her manipulation of the buttons; Rouge was now a towering giantess, appearing no different to you than ever before…scratch that, she seemed bigger. The only reason the entire building wasn’t destroyed with everyone inside of it was but a stroke of luck. Rouge grew so big that her feet were on either side of the building, too far apart to do any damage without her desiring it. Everything else was destroyed in a forty-mile radius, but somehow the building you and everyone was in remained; you faintly recalled Rouge moving in the blinding light of the growth ray…Did she plan for this? You, used to seeing people that large, managed to turn yourself away to look at the others; shock was the mildest way of describing their faces. December couldn’t seem to comprehend what just happened, and the scientists unable to calculate where their calculations were wrong.
In the glistening sunlight the giantess let out a content sigh, “Well what do you know? I guess I grew. Aren’t I the lucky girl?” Rouge’s purple-lipstick covered lips smiled down at you, specifically the building you were in, but still…you. It was nauseating that she…she looked so beautiful up there with the clouds, a goddess in appearance, although certainly not soul. Her eyes grew lustful, and as if to prove a point, she spat in a random direction, you could hear buildings collapsing. “I guess we both got what we wanted, eh Boot-Slave? You wanted to be big, and so did I.”
You grimaced at your old nickname, “What did you do Rouge?!”
She heard you the same way she did when you were only tiny, her insane senses. To answer your question though, Rouge simply shrugged, “I visited here a lot for December. You’d be surprised what you pick up on. All I did was apply what I knew.” She paused to look around, “And it seems to have worked, this high up I shouldn’t have enough air to breathe. I guess that’s a check for invincibility, so I can’t die…and I seem the right height. I did say 500 miles…” Her eyes lit up in your direction. “To start…”
You were…mortified. “That’s….horrible. You can’t do this…”
Rouge found your plight amusing, “A Goddess can do whatever she wants little insect. I’m invincible, and bigger than anything else in existence. I do believe I qualify as a Goddess.” Her white boot hovered into view, holding itself above you, December, and everyone else. “I spent a lot of time deciding my size you know. I can go to maybe…600 miles high before I get too big for the planet itself. I wanted to have some fun with my playthings before we got to that point.”
At this point you were honestly beginning to feel like you were a hero in some movie, “You’ll never get away with that! I won’t let you!” Obviously it was all talk, but you had to say something.
Rouge’s hovered boot held itself; you couldn’t help but notice the specks of dirt that grew along with her, not mountains big enough to destroy building. The giantess tilted her head back and laughed at your words. “Bold words slave. Perhaps I need to help you understand the situation. Every single person is so small to me I can fit them into a wrinkle, of a wrinkle on my foot! Possibly even a pore! Your armies and weapons are pebbles and gnats to me; in fact, not even that! Not to mention I’m invincible! I’m sure you don’t like the idea little one, but I am God now. Get used to it.”
It was hardly the time for such a thing, but your mouth was already asking. “How did you manage to pull off invincibility anyway?!”
Rouge’s enormous finger pointed to the scientists behind you, “It was their backup plan. Basically if you were still small or smaller, you’d get a consolation prize. I used that for this.” She gestured to her figure with a faint hint of self-admiration.
It finally sank in too, how screwed you, the entire world was. No doubt everyone in the country…hell probably most countries, could see and hear Rouge. See and hear a gigantic, beautiful, voluptuous woman dressed in a white-skirt, thigh-high white boots, with a black T-shirt exposing enormous cleavage. In appearance alone, most men probably already began worshipping, that was how beautiful she was. This Demoness ruled the world, and there wasn’t a thing anyone could do about it. No weapons would hurt her. There was a chance she’d never age. She desired the full obedience and worship of all. Rouge had already won before it even began. You fell to your knees in that realization.
Stupid! You just had to get bigger! Now you’ve gone and doomed the entire world! You were on the verge of hurting yourself.
Rouge gave another Earth-shattering laugh, “You all hear that right my bugs? I’m not going anywhere! So I’d advise making your Goddess happy.” Her fingers pointed to the debris that were cities at her feet, “I know there are people near my feet, you can pledge your allegiance by cleaning my boots. You’re filthy buildings got dirt on them.” She paused for a moment, before smiling evilly. “And I want them cleaned…with your tongues.”
Any sounds from the locations obviously didn’t reach your ears, but you knew; you knew they were submitting without hesitation.
Rouge’s eyebrows raised in joy, confirming it. Fingers at her waists, she turned her attention back to you and your, still awe-struck and petrified, companions. “Now what to do with you all…?”
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