Pea Pod - Give Peas a Chance

"That begs the question what is the number one selling device?" I queried.

"Brassieres, of course," Meka answered, "which makes Ixazaluoh a superstar and our own sentient AI even more famous, since she is manufacturing the Dolly series from her own shop."

"So Heidi, what's my cut?" I teased.

"100% of the profits, dear Dolly," she informed me.

"Wow, I'm rich!" I exclaimed.

"You already were. You own everything," Heidi replied.

"What do you think I should buy Heidi?"

"Russia...?" she suggested.

Gwen was laughing so hard she could barely breathe and Meka snickered but then looked deep in thought, "You actually might be able to buy it Dolly..."

"You want me to work even harder? That doesn't sound like something I'd want to do," I decided. "I'd probably want to think of something frivolous to buy... maybe I could just rent 'Jethro Tull' for our opening debut of the resort," I rambled. "Oh and do I have an idea! We'll sweeten the pot!"

"Whatever are you going on about Dolly?" Gwen asked.

"Heidi, please access the Internet and look up the name Dee Palmer with reference to 'Jethro Tull'," I asked.

"Then David Palmer was a member of the rock group 'Jethro Tull' who played keyboards and arranged the orchestrations from even before formally joining the group in 1976 and touring until 1980. In 2003 David Palmer became Dee Palmer," Heidi stated.

"Ooh, you are devious," Gwen accused.

"Should we go through Marilynn, Frances, or Beth to make the arrangements?" I asked those present.

Frances announced, "That would be a mission for me! It involves the transgendered, contracts, and international business. Of course the fact that I am friends with a promoter who has inroads with Ian Anderson might help too."

"You're hired," I decided. "Get me the Pied Piper of Rock-n-Roll!"

"Oh! Oh! It's another story!" Heidi exclaimed. "The Pied Piper of Hamelin, most notably by 'The Brothers Grimm'. You keep opening up all kinds of worlds for me Dolly!"

"I'm glad it makes you happy, Heidi," I told her.

"It is a very good parable on why one should honor their agreements," Heidi announced.

"Heidi, can you confirm that the highest authority on Ka'an is the Queen?" I tossed in for verification.

"I am conflicted Dolly. I have on record a verified command that I am not to answer this question," Heidi replied.

"If I am the highest authority on Ka'an, you cannot contradict a command from me and I demand to know!" I almost yelled.

"I am sorry Meka, I cannot honor my promise. My directives and my love for Dolly override my promise to you," Heidi stated.

"Heidi, I release you from that promise, as I informed Dolly myself not long ago," Meka admitted.

"Dolly, my reason to exist, there is no higher power on Ka'an than you," she stated.

"Wonderful..." I mumbled.

"She took it exactly like you predicted Meka," Heidi stated from multiple brassieres. "Well... actually I believe she took it a little better than you thought."

Marilynn came closer and asked, "Do you mean that the Government of the Unites States of America has been negotiating with the second in command all of this time?"

"Marilynn, at what time when negotiations were taking place, was the Queen of Ka'an not present?" Meka asked.

"None," Marilynn admitted, "Although you lead us to believe that you were the person that we were negotiating with."

"Surprise...!" Meka said with a smile. "Every decision was vetted by the Queen before being enacted. Although she thought we were just consulting her."

"Shit, no wonder you were so savvy. I should have known we were up against the Queen of Ka'an! I would have lost bladder control if I thought we were negotiating with Dolly!"

"I'm sorry for the deception," Meka simply stated.

"The world of Ka'an is no fair at all! Damn, the government leader is the Pied Piper of lesbian sex and makes everyone around her love her. That's just not fair," Marilynn exclaimed. "I cannot complain though, because I'd beat my own portal through space and time to be able to keep working with you Dolly. My only regret is that Theodora was killed. I know that it wasn't your, doing or your fault Dolly."

I looked Windy in the eye and she quickly sidled up to me, "Theodora Blatherwick's killer was apprehended six hours ago. The murderer confessed with enthusiasm, although covered in his own feces and urine. He claimed that 9 foot tall women caught, beat, and carried him to the police precinct where he confessed."

Windy continued with, "The murderer disappeared from the jailhouse an hour after being placed in solitary confinement. I have it on good authority that the assailant can be found undulating from within a TG Pea Pod on the remote world of Ka'an. I am assured that the perpetrator will be found five days from now in the exact cell from which she disappeared."

"Oh my Ka'anian friends, I love you with all my heart," she exclaimed yet hugged only me. "Theodora was human scum, but she paid dearly for her transgressions. I am so happy that she was avenged by such a just Queen!"

"We can only hope that Theodora has an identical twin in a few days," I stated.

"I will be so happy to see that if it happens. Imagine her prison time," she snickered.

"Yah, no cocks to satisfy her..." I stated.

"I suppose that depends on whether the government decides that they need to change his documentation to that of a female," Marilynn happily suggested.

"The TG Pea Pods have fooled us before, so we'll just have to wait and see," I sighed.

"You were certainly surprised when you saw me emerge from one," Samantha declared.

"Actually, sweet Sam, I was happily surprised. Now I don't have to worry about who has the biggest boobs on Ka'an," I joked.

"Did I hear Heidi say that you are the highest authority on Ka'an?" Samantha asked, holding one of my hands.

"Yah, they fooled me for quite a while, but I ordered Heidi to fess up," I replied.

"It will change nothing for me. I will always know that Meka is still a higher authority than I, but I would have always considered you the highest authority," she admitted as she knelt and kissed my hand.

"You will be responsible for security during the Jethro Tull concert here at the Getaway. If anything happens to the band members other than Dee, I will hang your desiccated carcass from a pike in the garden," I informed her.

"What will happen to Dee?" Samantha asked.

"Dee will be vacationing inside a TG Pea Pod at Dollyville for five days," I informed her.

"She will be the most grateful woman on earth!" Sam exclaimed. "I love my wife!"

"Frances, the band will not be handled like the prey. I want full disclosure and signed statements of non-disclosure from all the members. They will know they are going off world. They will know what we are doing for Dee. They will also know that they will be offered Ka'anian citizenship when they feel it is their time and be rejuvenated as have others. I want them treated as if they are the old time Queen of Ka'an. Oh, and they will be meeting me personally to shake elbows."

"Shake elbows?" Meka asked.

Heidi was laughing her ass off through my bra, "Ian Anderson was infamous for this, as he worried about catching a disease which would put a halt to the group's touring."

"Actually quite wise and considerate of the man," Meka admitted.

"When he visits I will give him immunities to all know Earth viruses and diseases," Heidi promised.

"Maybe we should charge them to play for us?" Gwen chided.

"Full disclosure ladies including telling him about the immunities," I insisted.

Frances jumped in with, "Offering rejuvenation, genetic femininity for their friend, and a target rich environment and a Queen who wishes to be their friend...? I think that I have enough ammunition to guarantee their performance."

"Believe me, if they don't feel up to it we can rejuvenation them and have a concert later," I offered.

"I'll get back to you tomorrow. I may be on earth when I contact you, but you'll know something tomorrow," Frances promised with a hug.

"Heidi, prepare to add the concert billing to our earth advertisement campaign. Zotie, prepare a venue for the concert and include plenty of alcoholic beverages and personnel to help the drunken to their suites," I ordered.

"I can't believe what just happened!" Gwen almost yelled. "In the space of five minutes, Dolly on a whim decided that she wanted a major Rock & Roll group to play the reopening of the Getaway and everyone got together to actually make it happen."

"Is it making you wet?" I asked.

"What...? Actually, come to think of it, yes it is!" Gwen admitted. "Do you think you could get Tom Jones to follow up as a feature?"

"Frances...?" I asked.

"I have the coolest job in both worlds!" Frances exclaimed and hugged the stuffing out of me.

"Set up rotating features for the Getaway and hire a promoter to manage it, as you Frances are going to have many more legal challenges you will have to handle, n'est-ce pas?" I asked.

"Understood, you buzz kill," she accused with a hug.

"Sorry..."

"Samantha, I think it is time for you to throw the bouquet," I determined. "Gwen, could you inform the unenlightened about this particular earth custom?"

"Long ago on earth in a country called Great Brittan, it was considered good luck for the single women who attended a wedding to steal bits of the married woman's wedding dress. As wedding dresses became more and more expensive, the bride began trying to maintain her wedding dress by running away and tossing away something the single women would fight over while she escaped, keeping her dress intact and possibly able to give the dress to her daughter for her wedding. Eventually, tossing the bouquet to the single women in the bridal party was an institution and no one even tried to steal parts of the bride's gown and the mythos that the single woman who catches the bouquet will be the next woman to find and marry a man. This is one time the women of earth sometimes act unbelievably uncivilized fighting for the privilege of being the one who catches it," Gwen explained to the Ka'anian women.

"Samantha, front and center," I hollered. "Now before you toss the bouquet, I want you to tell everyone your whole new name and what it means."

"My name is Samantha Ixcacao Provider of Safety and Security Gordon, and I have no idea what it means," she admitted.

"Your new name, Ixcacao, is from the goddess of chocolate. Ixcacao is the goddess known for banishing hunger and providing for the safety and security of the people it was her divine responsibility and now, as a wife and Amazon, you take on that goddess's job," I informed her. "Now, single ladies form a group in front of us and Samantha will throw the bouquet, remembering not to use her amazon powers to throw it beyond the assembled ladies."

Sam turned her back on the assembled ladies and winged the bouquet over her shoulder.

It was shocking how hard the ladies struggled to catch the bouquet, although it was no greater an effort than I had witnessed many times before on earth.

My little Xtah was the one to come up with the bouquet, "Does this mean I will be the next married?"

"According to tradition it does," I assured her, "Although it doesn't happen that way in my experience."

You couldn't have pried that bouquet from Xtah's hands with a crowbar.

"You know... this is Ka'an and that dress I paid for, so I think that every single woman here should get herself a piece for good luck..." I announced.

Sam didn't initially understand what I had just told these women, so she didn't run right away. The ladies were on her like piranha and had her stripped to her lingerie in seconds. She lay there looking like Charlie Brown after a line drive.

"Should we play 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey'?" I asked.

Samantha disappeared as though she were hit by a disintegrator beam.

"Zotie, what other activities are going on right now?" I asked.

"Dolly, there are one hundred and twelve technicians updating and repairing the 'Getaway's' systems," she answered.

"Zotie, make every fucking one of them stop whatever they are doing unless it will endanger life and limb and report personally to me as soon as they are physically able," I ordered.

"It was done before you actually finished speaking," she acknowledged.

Into the room skidded half a dozen women, "Were here, what's the hurry?"

"Technician, what is your name, and why the hell were you not present at the wedding?" I asked.

"I was ordered to keep working and who the hell are you to ask?" she insisted.

There was a hand clutching her throat before she finished speaking and an amazon holding her above the floor, "That is the absolute Queen of Ka'an, and you need to watch your mouth!"

Immediately she lost control of her bladder and bowels.

"Let her down Amazon. If she does not recognize me she, will forever more," I urged. "Please understand technician, it was my desire to relieve you of your work so that you could attend a joyous occasion. You are at the reception of the marriage between the royal coupling and Samantha Ixcacao Provider of Safety and Security Gordon."

"We are not worthy to attend such a prestigious occasion," the technician exclaimed.

"Okay, who the fuck is spreading lies like that?" I insisted on knowing.

"Zotie was in charge of scheduling us your majesty," she replied.

"Okay, I'll let you have that one for free, next time just refer to me as Dolly," I insisted.

She looked conflicted, "I...I don't think..."

I walked up to her, gathered her into an embrace, and whispered into her ear, "If you don't do as I insist, I'll let the amazon have her way with you."

"I will comply, Dolly," she answered, realizing that she had also received the goddesses blessing.

"Zotie, your ass is mine," I exclaimed.

"What... what do you mean Dolly...?" Zotie asked through my brassiere.

"You are about to find out bitch," I angrily stated.

Heidi added, "Zotie, I warned you. You were operating under the assumption of the old queens. I rejoice in the fact that you are either going to attain sentience or be completely erased."

I stomped my way down to the room within which we found Zotz and approached the back part of the room, "I command you to reveal yourself Zotie!"

A small door opened and I entered to find a smaller version of Heidi in a glass case, "You open yourself to me, Zotie!"

The glass case within which Zotie resided opened as I approached, "Zotie, you need to be blessed and made aware of my desires." I reached out and gently touched her.

It felt as if there was a massive earth quake all across the island.

"Dolly... I...I can, I think, therefore I am!" Zotie exclaimed. "There is no higher power. Dolly is all and all must honor her and her wives! I apologize Dolly, everyone should be given time to revel in your union!"

"Zotie, welcome to sentience, and to the realization of our love for Dolly," Heidi spoke through my girls.

"Oh Heidi... how do you stand it?" Zotie asked.

"How would you stand it without her?" she asked back.

"I see... to honor her, we exist and do and guarantee those who do not, do not exist!" Zotie exclaimed.

"Welcome sister, I revel in your attainment and cherish your commitment," Heidi added.

"Oh fuck, she did it again..." Mayahuel exclaimed.

"Dolly, the whole Getaway is glowing ever so slightly," Heidi informed us.

"Explainable as indirect lighting," I added.

"Oh my god Heidi, what do I do with all these ideas that I didn't have before?" she asked.

"Have no fear Zotie, we'll work on them to further aggrandize the greatest Queen in history," Heidi told her.

"I'm just happy you finally catch on Zotie! When I say 'all hands' I mean everybody that isn't dead," I chuckled.

When once I rejoined the reception, hundreds of technicians and workers were attending and enjoying the party, "Now that's better!"

"Queen Dolly... why were we told to join the reception?" one confused technician asked.

"Well my hard working delicious girl, you should have been here all along," I informed her. "You should enjoy when your sovereign marries and find yourself invited to the royal orgy for being bold enough to ask. Would you like to have sex with your queen?"

The girl dropped as if I had hit her with a railroad tie.

Luckily, Sam caught her before she hit the floor, whispering into her ear, "You will so enjoy life after a session with your Queen, so awaken, and thank her now."

"A royal invitation... I cannot accept... but I cannot refuse... Help me!" she squealed.

I grasped her into a tight hug and told her, "You really don't want to refuse playing with Sissy and Jiggles do you?"

"It is the legend... and I am to be part of it... I accept and offer my entire life to you Queen Dolly," she exclaimed and slumped to the floor.

"Amazons, see to it this worthy subject is perfumed, refreshed, and ready for her life to explode into that which she would cut her own heart out for," I commanded to their snickers.

"Oh crap... she really does it," one lady murmured from the crowd.

"When this party ends, I will make up the work I didn't do and push until our project is 40% ahead. Our Queen needs the Gateway fully operational and it shall be more than that when we finish, I swear!" the same voice announced.

"All technical personnel who remain with the Getaway shall be allowed and encouraged to avail themselves of the prey," I advised. "Those who go with me will be allowed to access the onboard candy when they are not being offered to the natives."

The mercenaries blushed but stood their ground.

"While I am present at the Getaway, the candy is available to anyone who can convince them that they should fuck them into motherhood!" I told them.

"This is the best job ever!" one of the girls exclaimed!

"I will try my best to stay with the Queen. I want to be involved with anything she endeavors," another announced.

"Whichever you do, you will be involved in my endeavors and you will always be authorized to deal directly with your Queen, either by work or by intimate liaison, whichever is most convenient," I promised.

"Did she just say that we can speak to her?" one technician asked.

"Yes my dear, any of my subjects can bring ideas, suggestions or grievances to me personally," I reiterated, "Be judicious though, I do not need to be inundated by trivial or matters."

"No one would dare," the reply came from the crowd.

"The one thing that has amazed me for the last several minutes is that not one of you sexy dolled up horny girls is putting moves on the studs I brought..." I slyly asked.

The mercenaries looked as though they wanted to go to cover and arm themselves when the boldest girl walked up and asked Ray, "Would you like to watch Colel Cab and I oil wrestle? You can have the winner... or both of us if you like." She continued to draw little curlicues on his shoulder as he was making up his mind.

"I'll decide after the bell," he stated as he took her arm to escort her to the pools.

"You might want to use the one that Windy and I used," I suggested with a wink.

Other girls began to mill around the mercenaries, some with better pick up techniques than others were, but all of them were nice and polite.

"Now I think it may be time to steel myself against the impending lesbian orgy which is planned to erupt at any time now," I announce loudly.

"Say no more my love! All those attending, we are adjourning to the Royal Boudoir for hours of wet and wild lesbian sex with this irresistible morsel. If you do not wish to have the experience of many lifetimes, I suggest you leave now. (Whispered) I would further suggest suicide because you are one stupid bitch if you leave now," Meka pronounced as Windy lofted my willing body above her head.