Blossom Family Destruction - Part 1 by Archie Fan - betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca Clifford and Penelope Blossom have an anniversary they will never forget ***************************************** The following story was written as a commission. The Blossom Family are the property of Archie Comics ***************************************** Nineteen Years ago... It was a beautiful day out on the Pacific Ocean. Clifford and Penelope Blossom had set sail two day ago from San Francisco for Australia on a private yacht to celebrate their first anniversary. The two twenty-five year olds had met at a party during their freshman year at University of California Santa Cruz, and had instantly fallen in love. Clifford had been a computer engineering major, while Penelope had been working on her law degree. While still in school Clifford had worked on a revolutionary software code with a group of fellow students, which proved to be worth a fortune. Thanks to some legal trickery by Penelope, Clifford ended up as the sole owner of the code and became a multimillionaire almost immediately upon graduating. He and Penelope married shortly after and Penelope then got her law degree. They were also celebrating Penelope having passed the Bar Exam to become a lawyer. The two of them were sitting on bow deck in a pair of lounge chairs just soaking in the sun and drinking champagne. "Mmm, this is the life," Penelope commented as she sipped her champagne. The 5'6" 110 lbs. red head was wearing nothing but a very skimpy bikini and a pair of aviator sunglasses. Beside her, her 6'0" 185 lbs. husband Clifford was wearing just a Speedo and a pair of sunglasses himself. "I'll drink to that," Clifford agreed as he took a sip himself. Just then something off on edge of the horizon caught Clifford's eye and he sat up. "What is that?" Clifford asked pointing. "Is that an island?" Penelope sat up and looked where he was pointing. "I don't know," Penelope said. They both stood up and walked to the edge of the bow to try and get a better look. "I think it is an island," Clifford said. "But there isn't supposed to be anything anywhere near here." "Are you sure?" Penelope asked. "Yes, with our course the first islands we would see would be French Polynesia," Clifford replied. "And that's still several days away." "Hmm, well maybe it's..." Penelope never finished her thought as the private yacht was rocked by a massive explosion. The young couple was flung forward overboard into the sea. The last thing they saw before they hit the water was the remains of the yacht quickly sinking into the ocean. ***************************************** Clifford awoke to something poking him in the ribs. He opened his eyes to find that he was lying on his side on a sandy beach. About three feet away from him Penelope was there as well; although he wasn't sure if she was dead or just unconscious. He then felt something poke him in the ribs once again. Clifford rolled over onto his other side and looked up to see a man of some kind of South Pacific descent standing over him, poking him with the butt-end of a spear. The man was wearing nothing but a loincloth type garment and had black markings painted on his face. "What? Who are you?" Clifford asked. The man replied in some language that was little more than a series of grunts. "I'm sorry I don't understand," Clifford said. The man repeated whatever he had said, then something else and pointed his spear over at Penelope. Clifford quickly realized that his wife might need help and ran over to her. He rolled her over onto her back and checked her vitals and was relieved to find that she was alive. "Ugh..." Penelope moaned as she came to. "Clifford? What... where are we?" "I, I have no idea," Clifford replied as he looked around for the first time. They were on an island, but what island he had no clue. It seemed to be fairly large too. Beyond the beach was a stretch of jungle and beyond that were some large hills. Clifford wondered if perhaps the boat had been very far off course. Clifford helped Penelope to her feet; she was surprised when she saw the indigenous man. They both realized that he wasn't very tall at all, only about five feet tall so even Penelope seemed to tower over him. The man said something to them in his strange grunting language then motioned for them to follow him. With no other option than to just stay there on the beach, Penelope and Clifford decided to follow him. The man led the way through the jungle, following along a narrow foot path. The jungle was surprisingly quiet which led Clifford to speculate that there weren't many animals. Eventually they came to a clearing near the bottom of the hills. There were a collection of huts scattered about in a tough semi-circle around the base of one hill, with one hut in the middle being much larger than the others. "It's a village," Penelope commented feeling rather surprised. As they approached they saw that the little village was populated by perhaps twenty other indigenous people, the adults barely five feet tall and the children even smaller. "They're all so short," Penelope remarked. "Perhaps it's from living in such a small place," Clifford said. "Fish tend to grow based on the size of their tank or pond." "Maybe," Penelope conceded. The first man they had found called out something and all of the people of the village rushed over and surrounded them. They seemed fascinated by Clifford and Penelope who were so much taller than them. However there was a loud shout from nearby and crowd quickly back away. Clifford and Penelope turned towards the noise to see six people emerge from the largest hut. There were three men and three women. The men were much bigger than any other men from the village. The tallest was 6'6" while the shortest was 6'0" with the other in between. The women were equally tall with the tallest at 6'2" and the shortest at 5'8". Both Clifford and Penelope noticed that they all looked somewhat older than everyone else as their faces were lined with wrinkles. However their bodies looked to be useful and vibrant. All of them, even the women were fit and muscular. They wore nothing except for a necklace with what looked like a red shark tooth as a pendant. The crowd of people parted as these six approached. The men surrounded Clifford while the women surrounded Penelope. They poked at them and conversed with each other in their strange language of grunts. The shortest of the women was closely examining Penelope's breasts, which were larger than the woman's. Suddenly the woman poked Penelope in the boob. "Hey!" Penelope exclaimed slapping her hand away. The woman responded by poking Penelope again and Penelope slapped her hand away again and glared angrily. One of the men grunted something and all six of them back away. The biggest of the men said something in a series of grunt and then the entire crowd chanted something back in return. "What's going on?" Penelope whispered to Clifford. "I have no idea," Clifford replied quietly. The crowd gathered around Clifford and Penelope again and began leading them towards the large hut. Outside of it was an altar made up of a bunch of large stones. The six tallest of the indigenous people stood on the far side of the altar with the two shortest up front. The tallest woman shouted something and then Clifford and Penelope saw two men bring a pair of snakes up to the altar. The men set the snakes on the altar and the shortest man and woman held the hissing snakes in place with one hand. Suddenly with their fists they each smashed the snakes' heads. There was a crunch as both of the snakes were killed. As Clifford and Penelope watched in fascination the shark teeth on their necklaces glowed and the man and woman each seemed to grow bigger. They seemed to get taller and more muscular. But the most prominent change was that the woman's breasts got larger. The woman walked over to Penelope and it was evident that she was about a half inch taller now. She gave Penelope a smirk and poked Penelope in the boob one more time before turning and walking away. She along with the five others all went back into the largest hut. "Okay what the hell was that?" Penelope asked. "It's like they gain power from killing," Clifford replied. "Like they absorbed the life force of those snakes." "How is that possible?" Penelope asked. "Who knows, but how does an island that as far as I can tell shouldn't exist, exist?" Clifford responded. "Clearly there are things beyond out comprehension going on here." "What about our boat?" Penelope asked. "Why did it explode?" "That I'm sure is something fairly easy to explain," Clifford replied. "If I had to guess I would think that the people we screwed out of millions of dollars were trying to get revenge." "Well I would say they were successful," Penelope said. "Maybe, or maybe not," Clifford said. Penelope gave her husband a curious look. "If I had to guess the key to these people's ability to get stronger from killing comes from their necklaces," Clifford said. "If we can get our hand on even one of them..." "We might be able to make ourselves strong enough to get home." Penelope finished. "And even get revenge on the people that tried to kill us," Clifford added. Penelope smiled. "The problem is how?" Penelope said. "They have to sleep at some time," Clifford said. "Unless part of whatever it is that powers them also makes it so they don't need to sleep," Penelope suggested. "That's possible," Clifford agreed. "Well we'll just have to watch them and hope that they do sleep. Because really what other choice do we have." Penelope nodded. "I get the feeling that the one woman wants to kill me to prove something," Penelope said. "I got a similar feeling from her as well," Clifford agreed. "Well what do we do now?" Penelope asked as she looked around. The other indigenous people had simply gone back to their daily lives, only the children remained gathered around Clifford and Penelope looking at them in fascination. "Perhaps we should explore this island, it would probably do us good to know the terrain," Clifford suggested. The couple wandered off from the village exploring. The children followed them for a little while but after realizing that the two strangers weren't doing anything interesting other than walking around they left to go play some game amongst themselves. Once they were finally alone Clifford came to a stop. "We should probably try and make some kind of weapons," Clifford suggested. "Like what?" Penelope said. "We don't have any tools, heck we're both almost naked. We only have our bathing suits." "Well I don't like our chances of fighting them with our bare hands," Clifford said. "Hey what about this?" Penelope suggested as she tugged on a vine hanging from a tree. The long vine fell to the ground and Clifford saw that it was about fifteen feet long. Probably longer than was needed. "If we cut that we might be able to use it to strangle one of them," Clifford said. "Let's see if we can find something to cut it with." They searched around for a while and eventually found a rock with an edge that was sharp enough to cut the vine. They each tied a piece of vine about three feet in length around their waists sort of like a belt. "Okay now what?" Penelope asked. "Let's head for the hills," Clifford suggested. "Maybe we can get some sort of idea as to where we are." Penelope nodded and they made their way out of the jungle and began climbing the hills. The hill nearest the village was not the tallest but it was perhaps the widest and it gave a good view of most of the island from the top. As they looked around they saw the island was shaped like a peanut or a figure eight although one end was a little wider than the other. The island was perhaps four miles long and at its widest perhaps a mile wide. "I don't understand how nobody has found this island before," Penelope thought out loud as she and Clifford stood at the top of the hill looking around. "You're right it doesn't make sense," Clifford agreed. "Clearly there is something else going on here." It was definitely afternoon and the sun was setting. They could tell from where the sun was going down that the island ran length-wise roughly east to west, although they couldn't tell for certain since they didn't know their current latitude. "Do you think we should go back to the village?" Penelope asked. "Probably," Clifford replied. "Perhaps they will have something for us to eat." They made their way down the hill to the village. The people seemed to have made a fire and were gathered around it. Clifford and Penelope saw that they seemed to be making some sort of soup that they were cooking in hollowed out coconuts. The two of them sat nearby and watched. Eventually the six larger members of the village emerged from their hut once more. The people presented them each with their own coconut of soup and watched as they ate. Only after they had eaten did the other members of the village eat. As Clifford and Penelope were watching a few of the children came over and presented them each with their own coconut filled with soup. Clifford and Penelope thanked them then proceeded to drink their soup. It had a fairly strong coconut taste, which wasn't surprising given that it had been cooked inside of a coconut husk and had bits of some kind of vegetables that neither of them was able to identify. Other than coconuts they weren't sure what was and wasn't edible on this island. As the sun set the people of the village engaged in some kind of a ritual. It reminded Clifford and Penelope of the Haka, the traditional Maori challenge, that they had both seen the New Zealand rugby team perform. However this one had the six larger members of the village perform the first part and the rest of the village responded. "Those six are definitely in charge around here," Penelope commented to Clifford quietly as they both watched. "Without a doubt, it seems almost like they're worshipped similar to gods by the others," Clifford added. "Well you can see how they might," Penelope agreed. "Those necklaces give them supernatural abilities." Finally the ritual died down and the people all went to their huts for the night except for two men who stayed out and tended to the fire. Unfortunately the fire was rather close to the large hut where the village leaders were sleeping. "Those two are going to be a problem," Clifford said. "We could kill them first," Penelope suggested. "But then we wouldn't have them to kill and add to any strength we would gain from the necklaces," Clifford said. "Hmm, perhaps we knock them out?" Penelope suggested. "That would be tricky," Clifford said. "But we should try it. Do you think you can distract them?" "Well I've never had a problem distracting men before," Penelope said with a smirk. "Although I don't know with these two." "Well maybe you can't distract them like you normally would, but you're a clever girl I'm sure you'll think of something," Clifford said. Before Penelope could react Clifford dashed off into the dark. Penelope gave a frustrated snort as she tried to think of a plan. She decided to try something that usually worked and undid the knots on her bikini. She then got up and approached the two men. Both of them turned to face her as she approached and grunted something at her in their strange language. "Sorry I don't understand you boys," Penelope said as she clutched her bikini top to herself. "Do you think you could help me?" Penelope turned her back towards and indicated with her hands that she wanted them to tie the knots for her bikini. It took the two indigenous men a moment to realize what she wanted and then the two began shoving each other over who got the chance to. "Now, now no need to fight boys," Penelope said. "There are two knots so one each." They didn't understand what she said but when Penelope made motions with her hands to indicate that one could tie one knot and the other could tie the other knot they understood. She turned around once more and knelt down so they could both tie at the same time. Suddenly Clifford came rushing out of the dark a rock in his hand. He cracked the one man over the head with the rock and he fell to the ground unconscious. The other man went to attack Clifford with his spear but Penelope wrapped her arm around his neck and began choking him. Clifford then clocked him with a hard right to knock him out. "Tough little buggers," Clifford commented as he shook his hand. "Looks like the usual method worked after all," Penelope said as she began retying her bikini herself. After ensuring that nobody had heard or seen anything they dragged the two guards off into the woods nearby before they quietly approached the largest hut. Cautiously they peered inside to find that the village leaders were all asleep on the floor in the center of the hut in a group. All of them were still wearing their necklaces. "This might be tougher than I thought," Clifford whispered. "There's no turning back now," Penelope responded. Being as silent as they could the two of them crept into the hut and approached the sleeping village leaders. Penelope approached the smallest woman, the one that had repeatedly poked her in the boob. The woman was sleeping face down which left the clasp of her necklace exposed. Slowly and as delicately as possible Penelope reached down and undid the clasp of the necklace. The woman gave sudden move of her head and Penelope froze thinking she had awoken her, but the woman just gave a yawn and continued on sleeping. Penelope looked up and gave Clifford a smile before she put the necklace on herself. She then quietly crept over to where Clifford was and together the two of them removed the necklace from the largest man in the group. Clifford then proceeded to put the necklace on himself. Clifford then undid the vine wrapped around his waist and wrapped it around the man's neck and pulled tight. Penelope was about to do the same to the shortest woman when suddenly the woman awoke. Desperately Penelope drove the point of her elbow down on the woman's face. Blood flew everywhere as the woman's nose was shattered. Penelope smashed her with two more elbows and the woman suddenly went very still. The necklace around Penelope's neck glowed red and Penelope suddenly felt herself growing. As Clifford watched in amazement his wife's thin body began developing toned muscles all over. Her ample breasts grew larger and she gained two inches in height as she grew to 5'8". Penelope flexed her arms and was amazed to see that she now had biceps. The man that Clifford was strangling awoke and began struggling but Clifford had the leverage. The man's struggles quickly slowed and then ceased. Clifford's necklace glowed and as Penelope watched her husband grew more muscular till he had the physique of a lightweight bodybuilder and gained almost four inches in height. Penelope was a little annoyed that Clifford had grown more than she had. At this point the other village leaders were beginning to awaken. Clifford and Penelope moved quickly. Not even bothering with the vine Clifford grabbed the smallest man in his now larger hands and began squeezing. The man desperate kicked and clawed at Clifford but Clifford held tight barely feeling his blows. The man's struggles stopped as Clifford felt himself grow once more as he gained more height and more muscle. Penelope meanwhile grabbed the largest woman and the too grappled. Penelope got behind her and wrapped her arms around the woman's neck. After a struggle Penelope suddenly yanked and there was a crack as the woman's neck snapped. The necklace glowed once more as Penelope dropped the woman's body to the ground and felt herself grow once more. She grew even more this time growing to 6'0" and her body gained significant amounts of muscle and she let out a laugh of euphoria as she felt a rush of power flow through her. Her bikini top fluttered to the floor as the strings snapped as it was unable to contain her breasts any longer. The last woman attacked Penelope from behind, but Penelope barely felt it and she turned around. With a sadistic grin Penelope punched the woman in the face. Her head spun one hundred and eighty degrees and she fell to the ground as Penelope's necklace glowed and she grew once more gaining more muscle and growing to 6'3". Meanwhile Clifford was dealing with the last man. Clifford was bigger than him now and he easily over powered him slamming him to the ground. He unleashed a rain of punches at the man's face pounding him over and over until his necklace began to glow signifying that the man was dead. Clifford stood up as he grew even larger finishing at about 6'8" with the physique of the largest of bodybuilders. "Hmm these work even better than I thought," Clifford commented as he fingered the necklace he was wearing. "Yes this is amazing," Penelope said. "And there's even more victim's out there for us to gain power from." Clifford gave a sadistic grin as he nodded at his wife. "Before we go though..." Clifford said. He bent down and removed the necklace from the last man. Penelope realized what he was doing and they both gathered the other four necklaces. "These could certainly come in handy," Penelope said. "If not for the simple fact that us having them means they can't be used against us." "Come dear, let's go deal with the rest of these midgets," Clifford said. They left the hut for the rest of the village. "You take the huts on the left, and I'll take the huts on the right," Penelope said. Clifford nodded in agreement and the two of them split up. Clifford entered the nearest hut to find a sleeping family of three, a husband, his wife and their child; Clifford couldn't tell if the child was a boy or a girl or even how old, but he guessed around five. He grabbed the father first by the shoulder and lifted him up and slammed his head down on the ground as hard as he could. His skull cracked open from the force and blood leaked out all over the ground. Clifford grinned and watched as his already mighty arms grew even larger. The mother and child both were awoken by the noise. Clifford grabbed the mother first putting her in a head lock. He then squeezed his huge bicep swelling with power as his gigantic forearm pressed against the woman's chin. It took merely a second before her neck cracked and she died. But as Clifford's muscles grew he continued to squeeze until her head came right off of her neck and fell to the ground. The terrified child stared up at the massive man who had to crouch now to fit in their tiny hut. The child opened its mouth to scream and Clifford quickly placed his huge hand over the child's mouth and pressed down. The child's fragile jaw shattered from his strength and moments later the child died as it suffocated on its own blood. With the family dead Clifford went to leave the hut. However his hulking frame, which had barely fit through the doorway when he entered, was now so large that as he left he ended up smashing the doorway even bigger. Nearby Penelope had come across a hut that had just three women in it all fast asleep. Penelope walked over towards them and flexed her arms. Her powerful biceps were already almost as large as the women's heads. Bending down Penelope grabbed one of the women and stuck her head between her even larger thighs and began squeezing. The woman pounded on Penelope's thighs as she tried to free herself but it was to no avail. There was a crunch as the woman's skull caved in and blood and brain trickled from in between Betty's thighs. Penelope could feel herself grow but she was focused on the other two women. She grabbed the next one and lifted her up into the air, the tiny 4'9" woman felt like she weighed nothing. Penelope then slammed the little woman down over her knee. Her spine shattered audible. Penelope continued to press down with all her strength until the woman literally split apart at the waist, gore spewing onto the ground. The last woman tried to run, however a growing Penelope turned and grabbed her by one arm. Penelope pulled the woman into her in a crushing bear hug. The woman's body was unable to stand up to Penelope's now huge and powerful 6'7" frame. She was quickly crushed into oblivion as Penelope literally squeezed the life out of her. Penelope grinned with pride at the gore that filled the hut as she gained another inch to 6'8" and packed on even more muscle. Clifford and Penelope continued to move through the village hut by hut until the entire population was dead. The took the time to examine each other. There wasn't much to compare themselves with as they had destroyed the village in the process, but the stone altar was still standing. Clifford looked to now be about 7'6" with muscles that seemed to defy biology. However the biggest surprise for him, was that his cock was now a serpentine 24" long and about as thick as his wrist. Penelope was almost as large at 7'5". Her gigantic breasts were larger than beach balls and sat proudly on her chest with no sag. "This is amazing!" Penelope commented as she flexed her huge biceps. "How strong do you think we are?" "More than strong enough to destroy this place," Clifford replied. "We should focus on figuring out a way to get home. I think we should build a raft." Penelope nodded in agreement. The two of them then went into the jungle and began uprooting some of the smaller trees and carrying them down to the beach. As dawn arrived they were finishing their raft which they'd made from trees and vines. They carried it out into the ocean and found that it was buoyant enough to carry their now greatly increased mass. They then fashioned themselves a pair of paddles and then began paddling in the direction that they figured was north east heading back towards North America. They made extremely good progress as their new bodies meant that each stroke was extremely powerful and required little effort. They paddle long into the day taking occasionally taking turns resting although neither really felt like they needed the rest. They continued on as night fell but both of them felt like they were starting to slow. They both noticed that the other was beginning to shrink, although not nearly as quickly as they had grown. "Do you think perhaps the effect of the necklace are only temporary?" Penelope asked. "It would appear so," Clifford replied. "We're going to need to find something else to kill or we'll end up stranded out here." It was dark and stars couldn't be seen as clouds had formed overhead. But then off on the horizon they saw a faint twinkle. "What do you think that is?" Penelope asked. "Do you think it's a ship?" "Quite possibly," Clifford answered. "Let's head towards it." They began paddling in the direction of the light and as they neared they saw that it was indeed a boat. A fishing vessel by the looks of it. "That boat is our ticket home," Penelope said. "Yes but we shouldn't let them see us, it will be much easier to take the vessel by surprise," Clifford said. "Are you up for a swim?" Penelope nodded and grinned. The two of them then dove off of their raft into the water, their huge bodies making surprisingly few waves as they did. They effortlessly swam towards the ship until they were about two hundred feet away. Up close they saw that it was indeed a fishing boat. They couldn't see anybody on deck which wasn't surprising as most of the crew was likely asleep. Silently they swam around to the back of the ship and after quickly checking that nobody was around they climbed aboard. Quietly they made their way towards the bridge. Just on top was an antennae for the ship's radio and Clifford reached up and broke it off while Penelope entered the bridge. There was just one man in the bridge, a tired Japanese man. He looked towards Penelope with a sleepy expression and it took a moment for him to comprehend what he was seeing. However by the time he did it was far too late and Penelope was upon him. She placed his head in between her massive breasts and squeezed them together. The man's cry was muffled by her breasts and the silenced as his head imploded from the immense pressure. Penelope grinned as she felt herself grow yet again. A moment later Clifford entered the bridge. "Let's deal with the rest of the crew," he said. Clifford and Penelope moved through out of the boat searching for the rest of the crew. It was somewhat difficult given how large they were and how cramped the interior of the ship was just for a normal sized person. However they soon found the other eleven members of the crew and brutally executed every last one of them. They then disposed of their remains tossing them into the ocean. Afterwards they headed back to the bridge, it took an effort to cram their now 7'8" tall bodies in there. Using the ships GPS which was still active Clifford plotted a course back for home. "Well it looks like it's going to take at least two days to get back to land, what do you suggest we do in the mean time?" Clifford asked his wife. "Well this has been a far better anniversary trip than I ever could have expected," Penelope replied as she flexed one huge arm. "But there is one thing I've been longing for." Teasingly she rubbed Clifford huge thick cock which was barely contained in his Speedo. Clifford grinned at his wife as his cock tore apart his swimsuit as it sprang out to its full hard length of twenty-five inches. "Mmm, now that's what I'm talking about," Penelope said with a grin. Penelope dropped down on to her knees in front of Clifford and placed her tits around his cock. Even as big as his dick was now Penelope's massive breasts still completely enveloped them, only the head was visible poking out of the top of her cavernous cleavage. Penelope bent down and suck on the head of Clifford's prick while at the same time used her pec muscles to give Clifford a tit-fuck. "Oh fuck that is amazing!" Clifford exclaimed. Penelope continued to suck and tit-fuck her husband going faster and harder as Clifford let out a loud moan of pleasure. Suddenly he cried out as he came, blasting a huge load of cum all over Penelope's face and tits. Penelope was licking it up when she noticed that Clifford's cock was still hard. "Now it's my turn to please you," Clifford said as he stepped back and stroked himself. He motioned for Penelope to lie down on her back and she did as he requested. Clifford then stepped between his wife's legs and spread them apart. He gave a tug on her tiny bikini bottoms which were barely covering her anymore, exposing her powerful looking pussy which was wet and looking hungry. Temptingly he rubbed the head of his dick along the lips of her vagina which opened and closed as if they were trying to grab onto his cock and pull it in. "Uh, stop teasing me," Penelope moaned as she squirmed a little. "Put it in me." Clifford gave his wife a grin and then slowly he slid his thick cock into her. Penelope let out a gasp of pleasure as she felt him enter her and then gave a loud moan of ecstasy. Slowly Clifford thrust his cock deep and deeper into her until her was entirely within her. He could feel her powerful vaginal muscles clamping down on his mighty cock. "God that feels so good!" Penelope exclaimed. "Well let me make you feel even better," Clifford said. He began thrusting in and out of his making her give out yet another moan of pleasure. As he did Clifford leaned down and began playing with his wife's breasts, sucking on her nipples, tweaking the nipples between his finger and thumb, and kneading her breasts with his hands. Penelope arched her back as she pulled Clifford's head down against her breasts trying to get him to thrust even deeper into her. She let out several loud gasps of delight each time he thrust. Their movements were causing the boat to bob up and down in the water, although neither of them noticed as they were far to focused on each other. "Uh, I'm about to cum!" Clifford suddenly exclaimed. "Not yet," Penelope said. She began thrust her own hips up against him in desperation. Suddenly they both let out loud cries as they orgasmed simultaneously. Penelope could feel her womb fill with Clifford's seed. Clifford pulled out and rolled over to lie beside his wife, both of them feeling tired. Finally for the first time in almost forty-eight hours they both fell asleep. ***************************************** Penelope awoke to the sound of birds squawking. She looked beside her to see Clifford was gone. She got up and went looking for him and found him at the back of the ship eating live fish from the fishing boat's net. "Good morning," Clifford greeted her. "Did you sleep well?" "Quite," Penelope replied. "Why are you eating raw fish?" "It's nourishment and it powers the necklace," Clifford said as he pointed at his glowing necklace. "We don't want to lose our strength now do we?" "Hmm I guess not," Penelope agreed. She took a live fish from the net and somewhat hesitantly took a bite out of it. She found she actually didn't mind the taste. She could feel a slight rush of power from killing the fish although it was far less than from any of the people she had killed. As Penelope swallowed she felt a strange sensation in her stomach. At first she thought the fish was disagreeing with her, but then she quickly realized otherwise. Slowly a smile crept onto her face. "Are you alright?" Clifford asked his wife. "I'm fine, in fact I'm better than fine," Penelope replied. "Well what is it?" Clifford asked a little concerned. Penelope rubbed a hand over her armour plated abdominals. "I'm pretty sure that I'm pregnant," Penelope answered with a broad smile. A look of shock crossed Clifford's face followed quickly by a happy grin of his own. "Are you sure? How do you know?" he asked excitedly. "Call it a gut feeling," Penelope replied with a chuckle. Clifford let out an exuberant laugh. "Well it's a good thing we took those other necklace then," Clifford said. "Now our family will be the most powerful in the world." To be continued...