CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
"What madness do you speak of?" asked Taylor Swift. "Stand by your side? While you enslave humanity?"
"I have had many lives before," said Squidonna. As Taylor stared into her eyes she shivered, feeling how old the Squid God in Madonna truly was. "I've tried to enslave humanity. I've tried to wipe them out. I've done it all. One time I had them bring me cheese wheels. But eventually, no matter what I do, somehow, they overthrow me. I forget about them. Some of them survive. Or they evolve anew. They come back. The are always my undoing. I see only two solutions. Wipe them off the planet completely, once and for all. Erase even their DNA. Scour the Earth of life, so that nothing but me can exist. Or...make them love me for real. Not with an ink plague. But with..."
"With me?" said Taylor. "You want me to join you and convince humanity to worship you? To accept you as God? Why would I?"
"Becuase the alternative is me killing them all?" asked Squidonna. "No? Then how about...because it's what you want, Taylor Swift."
"No," said Taylor. "Never."
"You love the adoration of your fans," said Squidonna. "Remember when you surprised those poor fans and bought them stuff? Their little faces looking up at you...admit it. You felt so powerful. You enjoyed helping them, yes, but you also felt superior. Because you ARE."
Taylor knew that there was some small truth in what Squidonna said, but she didn't want to admit it. "I'll never stand by your side, not after all you've done..."
"I'll give you some of my power," said Squidonna. "Enough to make you immortal. You've live forever, ageless, as beautiful as you are today. The most beautiful woman in the world. And al shall love you, Taylor. They'll thank you, for letting God enter your hearts."
"You're not God," said Taylor, desperately trying not to let herself be seduced by this. "You're a monster."
"I'm the closest thing to God they'll ever have," said Squidonna. "Who's to say I'm not God? I've been on this Earth longer than anyone else. I've outlived them all, even the Starwhale. I was here for billions of years before humans crawled out of the ocean. I came from the sea too, you know. Who's to say I didn't birth humanity..."
"I don't...I can't...you're evil..." said Taylor.
"I could kill you with a thought and yet I'm letting you live. I'm letting humanity have one last chance. You are its only hope, Taylor. Join me or they all die. Be what you were born to be. You've always known you are special. This is what you were meant for. Madonna accepted this destiny...you should too."
"I can't," said Taylor, tears in her eyes. "It's wrong..." She could feel Squidonna's massive power all around her.
"Let me touch you with my power," said Squidonna. "Just a little. A taste." Taylor did not object. Then she felt it. A rush of power, surging inside her. She needed more!
"Mmmm," groaned Taylor.
"Does it feel good?" asked Squionna. "Do you want more?"
"Yes," whispered Taylor. And she felt more power enter her body. And she knew what she had to do.
"I can take it away, remember," said Squidonna. "But if you agree to join me, it's yours." Taylor could feel Squidonna herself weaken slightly, as the power entered Taylor's body.
"More," said Taylor. "MORE. MISTRESS, MORE." Squidonna laughed evily. She pumped Taylor full of her dark power.
Taylor Swift had an orgasm.
"Now," said Squidonna. "Show me you are truly mine. Show me you will do anything for the greater good. Kill your friends. All of them."
"Yes, mistress," said Taylor, dreamily, still in an orgasmic state. She used her power to pick her still unconscious friends up off the ground. Now all she had to do was crush them like the ants they were...
"I have had many lives before," said Squidonna. As Taylor stared into her eyes she shivered, feeling how old the Squid God in Madonna truly was. "I've tried to enslave humanity. I've tried to wipe them out. I've done it all. One time I had them bring me cheese wheels. But eventually, no matter what I do, somehow, they overthrow me. I forget about them. Some of them survive. Or they evolve anew. They come back. The are always my undoing. I see only two solutions. Wipe them off the planet completely, once and for all. Erase even their DNA. Scour the Earth of life, so that nothing but me can exist. Or...make them love me for real. Not with an ink plague. But with..."
"With me?" said Taylor. "You want me to join you and convince humanity to worship you? To accept you as God? Why would I?"
"Becuase the alternative is me killing them all?" asked Squidonna. "No? Then how about...because it's what you want, Taylor Swift."
"No," said Taylor. "Never."
"You love the adoration of your fans," said Squidonna. "Remember when you surprised those poor fans and bought them stuff? Their little faces looking up at you...admit it. You felt so powerful. You enjoyed helping them, yes, but you also felt superior. Because you ARE."
Taylor knew that there was some small truth in what Squidonna said, but she didn't want to admit it. "I'll never stand by your side, not after all you've done..."
"I'll give you some of my power," said Squidonna. "Enough to make you immortal. You've live forever, ageless, as beautiful as you are today. The most beautiful woman in the world. And al shall love you, Taylor. They'll thank you, for letting God enter your hearts."
"You're not God," said Taylor, desperately trying not to let herself be seduced by this. "You're a monster."
"I'm the closest thing to God they'll ever have," said Squidonna. "Who's to say I'm not God? I've been on this Earth longer than anyone else. I've outlived them all, even the Starwhale. I was here for billions of years before humans crawled out of the ocean. I came from the sea too, you know. Who's to say I didn't birth humanity..."
"I don't...I can't...you're evil..." said Taylor.
"I could kill you with a thought and yet I'm letting you live. I'm letting humanity have one last chance. You are its only hope, Taylor. Join me or they all die. Be what you were born to be. You've always known you are special. This is what you were meant for. Madonna accepted this destiny...you should too."
"I can't," said Taylor, tears in her eyes. "It's wrong..." She could feel Squidonna's massive power all around her.
"Let me touch you with my power," said Squidonna. "Just a little. A taste." Taylor did not object. Then she felt it. A rush of power, surging inside her. She needed more!
"Mmmm," groaned Taylor.
"Does it feel good?" asked Squionna. "Do you want more?"
"Yes," whispered Taylor. And she felt more power enter her body. And she knew what she had to do.
"I can take it away, remember," said Squidonna. "But if you agree to join me, it's yours." Taylor could feel Squidonna herself weaken slightly, as the power entered Taylor's body.
"More," said Taylor. "MORE. MISTRESS, MORE." Squidonna laughed evily. She pumped Taylor full of her dark power.
Taylor Swift had an orgasm.
"Now," said Squidonna. "Show me you are truly mine. Show me you will do anything for the greater good. Kill your friends. All of them."
"Yes, mistress," said Taylor, dreamily, still in an orgasmic state. She used her power to pick her still unconscious friends up off the ground. Now all she had to do was crush them like the ants they were...