The heart of the city stands strong, marble, glass, steel, and wood. The greatest foundations of our time satellite the most sturdy and central of all; the Rose enterprises building. It’s founder a Tibetan immigrant renamed and known to all as Titan Rose built his company to encompass all others not another business exists that doesn’t have dealings with his servants. Many fear under his uberalles style management all will call him master.
Atop the Rose building the tallest building in the world a private loft was built for Titan to symbolically gaze down upon the entire world. Today while Titan is across the seas on business his wife Asia Rose leans her hip against a huge balsa wood support beam gazing down upon her husbands work for long moments then sighs. She turns, her body silhouetted nude beneath a long black dress lit from behind by the afternoon sun. Asia presses the button of a small remote in her hand and layers of silk curtains eclipse the light.
Long stemmed candles burn dimly along polished hardwood floors reflecting across polished steel walls. Asia’s heels click across the room as she slowly walks toward a roaring circular firepit center of the room. She bends her her waist to reach for her wine glass and takes a drink of rich dark vintage. Every move she makes is slow and theatrical the whole scene so precise a performance.
Asia closes her eyes, releases the straps of her long black dress to stand nude as it falls to the ground around her feet. She does not wear a bra and panties nor has she ever. Asia remembers her husband; the first time he saw her, a train leaving Kyoto. She, an innocent young woman not much more than a girl then, was on a trip back home to her parent’s farm the weeks groceries in her arms. He, a stern faced young man, surrounded by older business men in heated discussion. They recognized each other that’s how she remembers it, though they’ve never met. His stubborn stare to his companions softened. He walked away from his partners leaving them mid-speech and into her life. Titan Stood directly in front of her and took both of her brown paper grocery bags into his arms and smiled. He held them until her stop neither of them saying a word. She stepped off the train him walking behind following her the five mile walk to her parents house. Her mother and father were both outside bent knee deep in the waters of their rice field they waved to Asia. Standing in front of them she asked the young man his name to introduce him. Titan, it seemed to fitting. Her name was Asia.
Many years have passed and Titan has had many more conquests. Still he is away to conquer more. Asia slips her heels from her sandals, she walks completely naked to a further part of the expansive room bare of all furniture all distractions. She had ordered it that way this morning.
She stops to stand before a crudely drawn circle of white sand. She kneels among a variety of small pottery containers her bottom resting against her heels, and cups one container in both hands red to almost black the thick liquid barely moves with her. In a startling jerking motion she splatters the contents across the center of the circle, her bare breasts jiggle with the exercise. The next vile contains an opaque white pungent fluid. Asia flicks this onto the ground as well. The next cup holds human hair, Asia takes it in her hands, stands and walks across the gore. She twirls her body releasing the hair high into the air.
Asia takes a long dileberate breath the ritual she is about to embark she knows will not be undone. Many smaller companies were ruined and many lives lost in trade for the secret she is about to release. She breathes out and kneels among the body fluids center of the circle and chants ancient Mandarin words long lost to the human tounge, each word from her perfectly rouged lips sound of torture.
All becomes silent, Asia kneels motionless.
The hardwood floor groans elastic, two nubs mire the floor’s perfection either side of Asia. They stretch and grow from the foundation shaping giant breasts. Asia stares ahead apparently blind to the growth. The color of flesh melds with the natural wood where the breasts proturb. Before Asia the features of a face emboss from the wood; two pair of lips one in perfect peace the other a howling rage a perfect nose, and two sets of eyes one benin the other wanders furiously around the room.
Fear changes Asia’s features ruining her porcaline expression, still she doesn’t make a move to interrupt her ritual.
A huge oblong head lifts from the floor supported by a still forming long slender neck. Two shoulders build uniting the figure with its breasts. It stares down at Asia it’s body still building from the framework of the building beneath Asia. One set of eyes looks lovingly at its summoner the other furious. One mouth gently smiles the other curls its lips in scorn. Its body pulls like elastic from the floor, Asia balances her hands on it’s stomach as it grows beneath her rising and falling quickly and giantly with breath. Two long legs pull free knees high in the room spread wide. The huge shape and form of the creature mirrors a human woman in labor.
Asia spreads her legs wide to stay atop the creature. The creature stares at her in love and hate while it pulls it’s body from the floor. Asia looses her hold and crashes to the floor on her naked behind. Ignoring the pain she stands hypnotized by the growing figure.
The creature kneels fully formed before Asia towering above her triple her height. It has long slender arms neck and legs contrasted with swollen hips belly and breasts. The two stare at each other for long moments. Small branches with budding leaves spring from the floor around the female creature they bud bright green leaves like explosions. Outside the window flocks of doves flap their wings mixing motion with molted feathers. They explode through the glass like water, droplets splattering across the floor. They flock across the room soundless except for their powerful wings. Asia’s eyes grow large with wander wile she watches their motion. The sound of growing turns her attention quickly back to the woman creature. It has leaned so close toward Asia it’s hot breath flushes Asia’s face. Around them new trees have grown full of leaves.
Asia closes her eyes enraptured by the creatures hot breath. Her mouth releases a small moan of pleasure. Hot blood runs between Asia’s legs her body convulses, blood splatters the floor beneath her. Her flesh releases itself onto the ground, where her blood meets the newborn trees they become brown their green leaves shrivel falling brown into her hair. Asia’s body becomes tight, slender, her face fresh. A cracking sound echoes from her while her bones tighten. Asia groans with pain and pleasure.
A loud boom draws Asia’s eyes open toward the huge double doors now forced wide by Asia’s long companion guard Monique. Silhouted against the intense light from behind she stands alert tense and firm. Her athletic body covered by a black jogging suit trimmed in white. Her long blond hair poytailed. She looks up in challenge toward the woman creature. With one hand she holds her small pistol aimed at the creatures head her other hand tows by his bound hands the young heir to the Rose fortune Haree Rose he stands much taller than Monique nude, gaged, and powerless. Monique thoughtlessly drags him behind her as she cautiously approaches the creature.
Asia watches, amazed how much Haree resembles Titan so many years before. She watches as a spectator while Monique drags then drops Haree’s naked body between Asia and the creature. Monique never taking her eyes from it.
Monique stratles Haree’s back to the floor, he struggles wide eyed screaming beneath his gag. Monique expertly holds the larger man in place as he tries to buck her off. Monique risks a look back to Asia for confirmation as what to do next. A young smooth Asia, blood coagulating across her thighs holds Monique’s attention. The two stare at each other neither showing the slightest hint of control.
Hot breath caresses Moniques face and neck, she turns panther quickly to face the creature gun pointed at its swollen stomach. In fear she fires three shots splitting the creatures belly open for a moment the creature and Monique stare at each other Monique can feel Haree struggle between her legs. The creature’s belly splatters white jelly washing both Monique and Haree. The creature kneels otherwise motionless.
Monique points her gun menacingly toward the woman creature. Her hands slippery with fluid drop their hold of Haree and the gun slips past her grip onto the floor.
The two of them shiver in convulsions Haree twists on his side bucking Monique, she makes no effort to hold him. She lets herself lie on her back her body lax.
Asia watches on the brink of ecstacy.
Haree’s bowels explode bile and blood outward covering Asia in filth and saturating Monique’s pant legs. Again and again. His eyes roll shut in pain. Monique’s pants and jacket overfill as her body releases her own bile and blood.
Monique efforts to stand pouring feces from the back of her pants as she does, on her hands and knees she crawls to the open door. Her pants weighted down fall around her knees Her muscles release their mass, her bones creak shorten and slender. She falls to the ground unable to continue.
Haree releases his body weight runny onto the floor his slendering bone and muscle convulse while his body reduces. Asia holds out her gore soaked hands to him remembering intently each moment of his life he traces back through. He groans as Asia leans in to hold him, he shakes her off weakly with his freed hands. Asia easily overcomes him as his body shrinks below her own size. Smaller still she pulls him against her belly the top of his head butting her chin.
A slim figured Monique strains and succeeds to rise her heavy pants glued to the floor she aimlessly staggers gorecoated to the window trailing her own mass behind her. She braces against the glass imprinting her hands and dwindles. A flock of birds holds her attention noiselessly circling above.
Beneath the shadow of the woman creature Asia holds Haree’s small body firmly. His manly body lessens to very small. He cries loudly while his body releases so much more of its substance. He dwindles so small Asia cups him to her breast to quiet his pain. Milk releases from her breasts, he suckles in painful silence. Asia stares intently at him. His lips loosing their strength release her. Haree lets out a great wail while the cord unites mother and son. Asia falls on her back and pushes the helpless struggling Haree down below her legs. He cries as forces push him back into Asia. Her tight stomach muscles convulse while a crying Haree reenters the womb. Asia closes her eyes and moans. Very pregnant she lies on her back and wimper.
Asia lies motionless eyes wide open her belly stretching under the kicks and pushes Haree punishes against her insides. The motion slows to a stop while Asia’s swollen belly shrinks slightly.
With a great heaving Asia stands very pregnant before the great woman creature. Asia takes both of her hands into one of it’s. Together slowly she and it walk toward the huge window. Asia releases her grip, with a huge flock of doves surrounding the woman creature bathes through the glass like water and out into the sky. It is soon out of sight.
Asia stands naked before the light overlooking the many streets below her beautiful young body stretched wide with pregnancy. She places her two hands to her belly a small smile curving her lips.
the end.