Chapter 25: 25. Big Deal (Toby part one)

“Big deal.” thought Toby Lankashire. He’d spent his life trapped in these walls, the creaking of which had awoken him, trapped and abused by his loutish family. He nursed his face, it had been four days since his father had struck him and said those words, yet the swelling and purple, blue and yellow marks were still very visible. He’s proposed a permanent dock to aid the peasantry fetching water and fish from the stream safety, humiliating his father by thinking of something so simple and useful to the town which precipitated the facial strike. His feet were still bleeding from the cruel trick his sisters had played on him. They covered his floor in caltrops while he slept and then banged pots and laughed as he stepped on the metal pieces so hard they penetrated his very bones. The wounds were very obviously infected, but aside from Grinida sneaking him some medicine and his own amateur stitches he had nothing with which to treat the wounds.

 

He was prepared to lose his feet, they’d already reached this point, the life of an amputee was all that awaited him, but even so! If he could just escape, he’d have so many inventions, his head swam with ideas! Filaments to carry electricity, harness the light that appears from your clothes in the dark! Thunder God Cid and Grinida had been his only two champions in the house. It was Cid who inspired him to think of ways to use lightning for power.

 

Even now as he stared down a life of being an invalid his incredible desire to be free of this place had him design a wheelbarrow he could use to move on his own. Grinida had crossed his mind one too many times in the last series of thoughts. The one person besides MAYBE Cid who even slightly cared about him, the one whom he’d continued to survive for until last night, She’d told him she was dying as she slipped into sleep. He felt the curling iron marks from his mother, fresh from the oil lamp as she burned him for being so girly and un-boy like heedless of the fact she'd helped him dress that way earlier that day. They often masked his wounds with girly clothes, which compared to the rags they used to dress him in...was comforting.

 

He felt a beast building in his breast, a hate he wanted to unleash on the world, he was only twelve and a half, how could he hate so much? It shocked and shamed him. It was at that moment an angel appeared! An angel formed of bronze and awash in green fire kicked in his door and called his name. “TOBY!” 

 

Enormous tears began to fall from his eyes, the creature bore a familiar face, albeit with a pig nose and significantly fatter it was undoubtedly Grinida. Flabby, bronze, sweaty, matronly flesh engulfed his body and he felt the beast in his breast dissolve at once.

 

“G-GRINIIIIDA!!! I t-thought you were d-DEAD! How are you alive!?” Toby sobbed as warm green flames engulfed his awful rags and burnt them to a crisp before congregating to his wounds which began healing and while still obviously painful they were no longer threatening to his quality of life.

 

Gently wiping his tears with her chubby hand before dressing him in his favorite dress, one that the Lankashire family only allowed him to wear on special occasions when they had to pretend they treated their child kindly would arise. It was a Gothic black lace outfit with green trim that matched his eyes. He liked dressing and looking like a woman, but had no desire to possess breasts or a womanhood.

With another cradling hug she explained. “A God chosen being, The Moblin Empress has come and passed judgement on the Lankashire estate and most of us! Your family and the members of the estate have been transformed or banished, those of us who love deeper than permitted by that awful Christian God your father worshiped have become Moblins, the race of the Goddess….your father, well, I don’t know what he and your mother are becoming, but they are down in the vault and are becoming whatever it is that is making the creaking sounds we’re hearing. She sent me in here after she saved me and Cid to help you...She looked at you while you were sleeping, she wants to eat breakfast with you...Do you want to eat with her?”

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“Eat with a God chosen Empress? Absolutely!” Toby picked up his hem and began to sashay his way from his room with a grace more befitting a princess. Hoglah raised an eyebrow at him as he entered the dining hall, never expecting the near dead mess to recover enough psychologically to even get out of bed, even if he had somewhat healed physically. He seemed to have perceived from the way she looked with disappointment as she sized him up what her earlier sexual intentions had been. He ran up to her and gave a make-upless “come hither” face of such beauty that Hoglah choked on her pancakes and without missing a beat Toby plastered an innocent slutty look on the face as if he was surprised by his own actions. He flipped up his petticoats and revealed his buttocks wearing a pair of matching pale green and white striped thigh-high socks and cotton panties. The pancakes which had been stuck in Hoglah’s throat exploded out with a coughing oink. Running a hand down her face gently he said, “That’s okay, now you can eat me.”

Hoglah had been thoroughly humiliated in seconds by this twerp, worse still as a minor he’d managed to actually arouse her, furthering the humiliation. Hoglah had turned red from rage, embarrassment and arousal.

 

She reeled her arm back to strike the youth who stood there with his eyes closed and his arms open. “Ahh, a God sent Empress, but she’s just like everyone else, the minute they can’t handle me, they strike me.” A loud impact rang out and Toby flinched…but there was no pain. He slowly opened his and saw Hoglah, the Moblin Empress, some kind of energy coiled off her abnormally long eyelashes as she smoked one of his Father’s luxurious cigars and drank deep of his Father’s prized wines looking somber and defeated with her eyes closed. Then he noticed her missing arm, the bone sliced clean through, the stump on her arm had already stopped bleed, but the limb on the ground already had a large blood pool around it.

 

This time it was Toby’s turn to be frantic and ashamed and with all his power he picked up the limb, despite being only a hand and half a forearm it took up the same space as his whole torso. He barely took the two steps necessary to slop it in place on the chairs armrest where Hoglah's stump rested. It healing INSTANTLY even looking like it had magnetized into the correct position for perfect healing. Hoglah took a giant puff of the cigar and turned with a snorting exhalation to Toby before opening her incredible, hypnotic eyes. “Here is the deal. No one under this roof will ever strike you again Toby, you have my word on that no matter what. As you just saw I’d sooner cut off my arm than strike you with it…unexpectedly boisterous as you are.”

 

Toby jumped into her arms and began wailing, finally assured him long years of torture were over.”That’s a big deal to me!” he wailed. Hoglah’s own eyes moisten as this outcome had been unexpectedly more rewarding than a fleeting sexual conquest.

 

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