Reality Bites Worm

7.1

Taylor woke in the morning with Amy on top of her. She smiled and rolled them over. Amy woke up, opened her mouth and moaned as Taylor latched on a breast. The door opened, Rachel came in and sat in the armchair in Taylors room, the master bedroom of the girl's house. Amy turned her head "Rachel?"

"Yes?"

"Uh, we are a bit busy here Rachel."

"Yeah, I see. Hey, which one of you is going to have the penis first? You should do one with a knot. My bitches seem to like that. It rubs them in the right places." Rachel advised seriously. Amy blinked at the 'penis', Rachel's education was really taking off. A little while ago that certainly would have been 'dick'.

Vicky came in "Do normal first, you can save the experimentation for when the thrill is gone." She sat on the sofa, Lisa joined her.

"Oh, good idea!" Lisa nodded grinning.

"Taylor the room is full of people. Taylor! Oh gawd. Taylor!" Amy thrashed under Taylor. Taylor looked up and grinned around her mouthful.

Riley walked in "Oh good! Yay! I thought I was going to have to stick you two together to get a niece. Hmmm, I can make one the perfect size for either of you. Really, it's the girth anyway. We can make like a pocket, and put some testicles right by the ovaries. Prostates are so kludgy though. The man was having an off day with that one. There has to be a better way to give semen an alkali bath. Damn things give everyone that lives long enough cancer. And the treatments for it are brutal. Better than they were but still. We will work on that. Well girth and the angle. We'll put the root on the pubic arch. Give an anchor for some serious leverage. Maybe make vaginas neutral instead of slightly acidic? Hmmm, this will require some thought."

"Out! Out! Get out!" Amy shouted.

Rachel shook her head and got up "Hurry up and do Taylor Amy. Exercise." The girls trooped out and Taylor covered her and Amy's mouth with her hands. Amy rolled them over.

Amy gave her a glare and drove her thigh into her "No one is getting pregnant until we are at least twenty-five. Riley is going to have to get a niece out of Sherrel."

Taylor moaned and nodded. Right this instant she didn't care where the niece came from. Later she couldn't stop smiling about Amy seeing them with kids at twenty five. Amy rolled her eyes a lot. This was what you got for loving crazy bug ladies. Not that she said the L word out loud. It was still to early for that.

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Dragon fretted, looking at herself in Parians full length mirror. The girls were exhausted. Dragon was jamming thirty years of body issues into the three days she had actually had a body. Riley rolled her eyes, took a photo, and posted it to a website. She cut the head off quite intentionally and everyone was mad until Dragon blushed and smiled when the comments came in. Then she hunted it down across the internet like a hungry lioness on a gazelle.

The girls all laughed about it. Then lectured Riley, who rolled her eyes, like only a just teen can. It got the group moving again. That was all she cared about. Plus it might get her a niece. Phhttt, Dredd. Hmmm she could work on him. Although Asperger's, she would have to study a bit. She had never had one of those to play with before. And, the girls would freak out if she experimented. Amy was a great sister, she had like a sixth sense and knew when the fun was about to start. Next thing you know it was the next day. Taylor just looked like she didn't know what was going on. One of those giant bugs would show up and they were too quick for even her to catch before they stung you. She saw everything within five miles of her all the time. How was that fair?

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Laying on the beach later after a dive Taylor looked around "OK, since we addressed Riley's inappropriate posting, no matter how helpful it was. Dragon needs a name, a cape name for the Watch and a whole backstory created. Or are we going to trust the agoraphobia thing?"

"Carolyn Richter, its already my backed up civilian ID, and the agoraphobia thing has fifteen years of history. Five of that before I got my first suit working."

Lisa nodded. "So, Demeter, I think." Dragon arched an eyebrow. Lisa shrugged "The Law, and Hershey isn't a Greek goddess. No matter you are all stupid in love with Dredd."

Carolyn blushed and swung a gentle slap at her as the others laughed. Taylor nodded "Training tomorrow, can you do all that at one time? Run your body and all your other stuff?"

"And the uterus runs itself. Let's get Armsmaster over here!" Riley exclaimed excitedly.

Missy pushed her down on the sand "I'm telling Yamada you have a pregnant fetish."

Kate chuckled. Riley eyed her. She spluttered. "You keep your eyes to yourself, and your thoughts off my uterus Miss!" Riley pouted. What the hell was wrong with all these firmly hetero women? Taylor and Amy, well they were still in school. It was early for them. Though their systems were running at peak efficiency and they could easily handle it physically.

Theo drove up to the beach with another load of girls. Who very slowly, and under the watchful eyes of Angelina, walked down the ramp. Calculating their chances of that blowing up. Theo looked a bit lost. Angelina watched them all off, and when the ramp came up lay back down on her beach towel on the cushion by the cockpit. After rolling over. Time to show Theo why he was happy the others were gone. He could put the boat in idle and oil her again in the middle of the bay. They were a bit ahead of schedule. His schedule for work. They were exactly on her schedule. Good thing this oil was tinked up from raw stocks at the chemical plant. Made it cheap. No he didn't need to know you only needed one application a day.

Riley got a calculating look watching that interesting development race out into the bay. Missy sighed and handed her a orange creamsicle from the tinked cooler. The thing would freeze seawater.

Some distraction was needed for Riley, diving maybe. She could find some new fish she hadn't seen before and make it better. Produce more protein and good oils. Reject mercury. Stuff like that. Maybe they could find one of these lion fish that were supposedly coming up the gulf stream and she could do something to them to make them not crowd out native species. Hey wait a minute, "Riley, how would you make a native species out compete a lion fish?" She grinned as Riley got a far away look. Job done.

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Taylor watched the map in her HUD scroll, they were doing a patrol in the country near Brockton Bay, mounted. It was different. It was also now in the afternoon of a beautiful day in the summer and they were stopping at farms and villages.

Sherrel was looking over the vehicles on the farms and for the villages, fixing what she could. She had a full eleven woman squad of tinkers with her and a truck that was a maintenance vehicle. She was also making notes for parts to be looked for in the scrap they were processing. "They are so overbuilt! They scream to be tinked!" Sherrel waxed nearly lyrical about farm machinery, her squad acted as her chorus. Tractor pulls in the North East were in for a rude awakening to tinking. That Case two hundred really shouldn't sound like a F15 on afterburner should it? And where did Sherrel get that blower, how did they make a manifold for it in the field?

Taylor and the others were talking to the people. There had been rumors of odd things going on out here and they wanted to check.

Skitter was leaning on a fence looking at her HUD as she moved swarms and one of the farmers leaned on a top board next to her "Krenshaw place. Been fallow five years or more. No one can figure out the trail of ownership. Krenshaw lost it to one bank, must be twenty years ago, back when things turned bad. That bank had sold the note to another. That one had sold the note to some speculators. Krenshaw, he kept farming it until one of them made him move off. Plus, he was tired. He moved off to his sons place in Boston. The boys a policeman up there. Damn shame. Good farmer. He had a girl who got sick. She is buried in the Methodist Church yard in the village. Medical bills wiped him out. He never got ahead again. Him and the family, they come by most holidays. To the village. Got grandkids who are grown now. They don't come out here, can't stand to see it I reckon. Hurts too much I reckon. Place had been in his family since the pilgrims. Tried to lease it myself. Can't find who to talk to about it. That tractor your girls just turned into a F105 is his. Left all his machinery with the neighbors to keep the banks and speculators from getting it."

Skitter looked at him "You aren't telling me this to make conversation Mr. Roberts."

Cleo Roberts nodded "I'm getting old. Kids are gone to California. Or ruination as the wife calls it. Neighbor on the other side is old too. Your methods, well, they work and made the work easier. Better. Something. Lots of these places out here like this. Your Athena, she got that combine running in seven minutes. Thing hasn't run in nine years. Tattletale took one look at the place and knew why I wasn't planting in those spots." He pointed to green grassy spots in the fields "Wet, springs. She drew me a plan to hook them together and irrigate with the water. Not that we need to. Took her about a minute. It would have helped a couple years though, potatoes and beans are thirsty, winter wheat not so much. Physis shook my hand and my back doesn't hurt. Iaso took the missus in the bedroom and she came out singing. And Dancing! We're Baptist. I didn't know she could dance. You young ladies can do good out here, and then, when we are gone, the land will still be here. It will still need somebody."

Taylor nodded "We are growing still. To do what we want to do we need places we can grow food. Meanwhile we are happy to help people. How about we fix up you and the people you recommend and you all train up some people for us to run these places. I got some money, bounties, dirty money from crooks. Running it through the land might clean it up."

"I heard you were good girls." Cleo patted her on the shoulder gently with a giant hand, hardened to rock by sixty years of manual labor. They stood for a few more minutes. Amy came up and snuggled into Skitters side. Cleo smiled, tipped his hat and headed over to the group standing around the soil samples Susan had taken and was working on. She had an idea for a project.

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"Skitter?"

"Yeah Dodona I see it. All the traffic is going to the cow barn on the Williams place. They live with their son in Jersey now. Dianna can you give a super coon a lift?"

"This is Artemis, I got one almost there."

"OK, everybody slow down and pull over. Wait, let me pick some spots to prestage. We are going to knock these guys down no matter what."

"Skitter, Tattletale, I got it. You work the swarm."

"Skitter Hecate, I'm on the ground with a pack. Give me five minutes and we will have the place cordoned off."

Taylor nodded "This smells. Dianna look around outside. Say five miles out." She got some brain bugs up and then blinked "Iaso, why is there a super coon flying wing on Dianna?"

"Isn't it cool! Whole different animal too. I have to make a boy one. It's like the wings of a flying fox and the musculature, but I had to put in a whole series of modifications. Not to mention the genes. I got them from that flying fox they brought for you to master. The super coons already have all the brain and body work so I used Sally to make the flying test model." Riley was bouncing in her seat.

Vicky came up on the net "She can fly too, damn. It's nice to have somebody up here."

Taylor pinched the bridge of her nose. "OK fine. Just craziness to add to the list."

Dianna came back up "Contact, Intersection of route forty-three and Harmony Creek road. Sitting, lights out but motors running."

"Skitter, Demeter. Tentative ID is Bastard Son. Legend is enroute."

Lisa nodded "That's just him and his inner circle. Most of his organization is in that barn."

"OK, fine, Fuck him. Bastard not Lycurgus. Athena work me a solution on both locations. HE to knock the barn down then PRT foam on both. Maybe shake and bake the cars too. I want to see Sally. How is it she doesn't make me dizzy but birds do?"

Athena nodded and worked for a minute "Cool, OK we got enough HE to do the barn and I can foam the back of the cars then HE the front of them for mobility kills. It's going to be loud though. Low probability we kill a few."

Demeter came back up at the same time as Lisa "The PRT and Protectorate are monitoring."

"So is Dodona. Give them a minute to run it through channels." Lisa added.

The door to Skitters truck opened and Paul climbed in looking cross-eyed at the bug on his nose "Always with the bugs? OK so what have we got? Oh, hold on, my HUD is catching up."

Taylor sent the kill bug back to the top of the monitor and gave Paul a glare and a hug. "Arthur is going to kill me for keeping you out late. You have Keith now. We can handle this."

Paul nodded "No doubt. I want this guy though. Wow you girls have had a big day. This idea of collecting the land and helping the farmers is great. Might have to shoot a few bankers and speculators. Not before they need it really."

Taylor nodded "OK, Dianna, Artemis clear CEP in a spiral pattern. I have Sally doing the same. Let's get everyone but the bad guys clear."

Athena laughed "Circular error probability on my guns is zero Skitter. We will do the stupid procedure though as we are using HE. Even though Rhea and her people worked the ammo."

Paul got a key board for the screen he was using on the left of the truck. He asked aloud "Rhea? Susan then. Nice. I see what you did there. Physics so Rhea." He worked a few minutes more and Alexandria's voice came up in the net.

"We are sure?" She asked.

"Alexandria, Demeter, it's a high confidence prediction."

"I so have to get in on this. OK, Rebecca is onboard and Commander Sanchez is right there so let's do this." Alexandria replied.

Taylor nodded, she didn't even wonder how Alexandria just appeared out of nowhere anymore. When you got Lycurgus, Paul, Legend, you got Alexandria. Eidolon was still running around being fucking Batman or whatever it was he was doing. "Watch, Watch Six, fire mission."

Athena nodded in her truck "Shot over."

"Shot out. Bia move yours to the cars. Hecate stand by." Skitter responded

Athena sent "Splash over. Rounds complete."

"Splash out. Dodona round count."

"All good Skitter, no duds, and all in the CEP."

"Skitter, Hecate. It worked perfect. The HE took the barn down and we got airburst on the first foam rounds. It's a barn shaped block of foam here."

"Skitter Bia. The cars trunks are foamed closed as are the passenger doors and the engines won't be running long. The radiators are shredded."

"Thank you ladies. Now let's help the PRT dig these out. As soon as you have skin exposed call me and we will knock them out as usual. Everybody stay alert. Something about this still isn't right."

Skitter spun her chair and looked at Paul who was beaming "Not so fast Mr., Bastard uses people's powers or something. Arthur would kill me if you got hurt. Unpowered PRT people are doing his questioning."

Alexandria put in "Concur. Even if we have to go to extraordinary means it will be the PRT or maybe CIA doing it."

Lisa joined the conversation "The Elite are starting to get their feet under them from the financial losses. This will help keep them off balance and is a big blow to their operations. They aren't out of the picture yet though. Just forting up like Coil."

Alexandria nodded "Speaking of which it's time we dig him out."

Lisa nodded "At least start the planning. He is in trouble down there. Those accidents we have had with cement trucks plugging all his bolt holes and Skitters bugs carrying off or eating his self-destruct, have him where we want him, but we don't want him coming out of there unplanned."

Taylor shrugged "We will help of course, but I still think we should just let him starve down there."

AN: OK I have to go back and read this to make sure of something so a pause before I write more.