King Kong vs Amazons
Chapter Three Part Two
It was about mid morning when Tessa woke up in the medical tent. Her head was pounding and her arms and legs felt like they weighed a million pounds. She looked around herself. She saw the drab canvas of the tent and smelled odd aromas. The medical tent was large by typical standards, though Tessa found it positively claustrophobic. Her illness and long sleep left her in a deep state of disorientation.
She looked over to her side and saw Gilly laid out under a large tarp. She lifted herself up and tried to stand. She immediately fell to her knees in dizziness. The tarp covering her own body slid off, revealing the white bandages covering her thighs and forearms. She started to remember. They had been attacked by a pack of shredders. Frantically, she began crawling over to Gilly's side.
As she approached, tears began welling her eyes. She had been certain that the shredders' poison had killed her. But when she lowered her head next to her wife's face, she could sense that she was still breathing. She kissed Gilly's forehead and shook her by the arm.
"He-hey, Gilly. Wake up!" Her voice was wavering with grogginess.
Yet Gilly continued sleeping soundly. Tessa took hold of the tarp covering Gilly's body and pulled it free. She saw similar white bandages wrapped around Gilly's midriff. She shuddered at the memory of seeing the chief shredder ripping into Gilly's back. She watched Gilly's chest move up and down gently with each breath, contenting herself on the fact that her beloved was alive.
Suddenly, she heard clamoring behind her. A chatter of voices in a strange language. Suddenly, a small body threw aside the opening in the tent. Its eyes went wide and fearful. Tessa turned and put her hands out defensively over Gilly's sleeping body. More small beings entered the tent, excitedly darting glances with each other. Both parties seemed terrified of each other.
Eventually, Capt. Miller burst through the opening, pushing his chest out as he surveyed the scene. Tessa's memories started to come back into focus. She recognized this one. The men on the beach! She must have been at their camp. Other memories began to flash before her. In her pained moments before blacking out, she thought she saw the men destroy the shredders with some kind of fearsome weapon. She had thought this a dream for a moment, but realized now it must have been the truth. The men had saved their lives and nursed them back to health. But now their peace stood on shaky ground. Further trust needed to be established.
The men around Capt. Miller were in a cold sweat. They didn't exactly know what to expect next. Dr. Bergman stood at his side, shaking in his smock. He had dozed off and only just a moment ago awoke to hear Tessa moving about in the tent. He shot a nervous glance over to Capt. Miller, who himself was staring Tessa straight in the eye, unmoving. Dr. Bergman swallowed past a lump in his throat. He could see that this giant native was positioning herself defensively over her companion. If they pressed her too far, he feared she may lash out in self defense. He needed to convince Capt. Miller to be rather delicate with this situation.
"Come on then, Captain. Let's try to calm her down. We can't let her panic." Dr. Bergman said.
Before Dr. Bergman could move forward, Capt. Miller put a strong arm out to stop him. "I'll do it. Just let me handle this." Without taking his eyes off Tessa he ordred a few of his men forward. "You there, ah, Mr. O'Brien. Take two men with you and go get Ms. Shinozaki. She'll want to be here for this!" The young lad nodded his head once and ran out of the tent. Capt. Miller then put his full attention towards the giantess.
Capt. Miller put a hand out towards Tessa. He spoke in a deliberate, flat tone. "We...we mean you no harm. We are friends. You were attacked. We helped you." He gestured to his forearm, indicating her bandages.
Tessa looked down and noted the hospitality that was shown to her and her wife. It took her a little concentration, but she recalled the words of gratitude in the human's tongue. "Th-thank you." Her voice was husky from fatigue, but it reverberated in the enclosed tent.
A simultaneous gasp and sigh of relief took over the small crowd clogging the tent. Dr. Bergman felt more at ease. He started forward. "Are you feeling well? Is there anything I can do for you?"
Tessa took the words in and then sleepily shook her head. Despite this her mighty stomach groaned and growled loud enough for the whole camp to hear.
"Ah, perhaps some food, then?" Dr. Bergman ventured with a bit of laughter in his voice.
Tessa blushed brightly and nodded with a smile. Even though she was certainly improved in health since her arrival, she was still a bit dizzy, and her empty stomach was a twisting pain in her midsection. It had been a long while since she had eaten a proper meal.
As she waited, the men were pushing themselves into the tent opening to get a look. Even the men posted as guards were allowing themselves to examine Tessa as she draped her arms over Gilly's body. The grown men had suddenly become little boys again experiencing the same boyish excitement in unison.
Finally, someone brought in a large pot of soup. The pot contained three gallons and was previously being prepared for lunch. The man sat it front of Tessa on the floor. Slowly, she reached her long arms towards it. She took the two handles in between thumb and forefinger and lifted it up easily to her mouth. She pushed her meaty lips together and blew at the steam. She then quickly drank down the pot of soup that could have easily fed ten men in a matter of seconds. The men watched in awe as she polished it off and licked her sultry lips in satisfaction.
She laid down the pot and let her head tilt back. She had become accustomed to the tastes of wild game and dried meat. A fresh portion of hot soup was a welcome comfort. She looked back down at the men, their eyes still wide in astonishment.
"Ah. I like it very much!" She said in a wide smile.
The men had from that moment on been ushered out of the tent. Dr. Bergman was very intent on letting the jungle native get her rest. Only he and Capt. Miller remained inside to help Tessa back into her own improvised cot. It was at this point that the captain decided to make proper introductions.
Tessa sat up on the cot, trying to settle in. Even seated, she was at eye level with her hosts. The captain cleared his throat. "My name is Captain John Miller. This is my doctor, Dr. Wilhelm Bergman. Do you have a name?"
She pondered for a moment. She couldn't leave the camp without Gilly. And in her current state, she couldn't well carry her out of here. Besides that, these men seemed hospitable. She saw no harm in resting here for the time being. And there was yet another motivation in her decision to stay put. While she loved her mate deeply, in her time in the jungle she longed for the opportunity to converse with others. She was, at heart, a social creature and life in exile had been difficult for her to that end.
She looked at the captain and answered. "Is called Tessa."
A few hours later, Dr. Anderson appeared over the crest of the hill. She saw the encampment and began running at full sprint down the hill. She had her shoes off and ran barefoot through the sand. The fluid from the plant had dried and hardened into crusty green patches on her skin. She drew far ahead of her company and waved wildly at the men of the camp as she drew near. As she came close, they could hear her shouting.
"Where is sheeee? Where is sheeee?!" She shouted as she ran towards the camp.
Some of the men stood aside and pointed at the medical tent. Dr. Anderson first dropped her hiking boots she carried in her hand, then let her heavy backpack fall off her shoulders as she staggered to the front of the tent. However, before she could enter the portal, her knees gave out and she collapsed in front of the crowd waiting outside the tent. Her experience with the plant combined with the trip back and final sprint to the tent spent the last of her strength. She fell fast asleep on the hot sand below.
Dr. Bergman popped out from behind the front flap of the medical tent. He saw Dr. Anderson laying passed out on the sand and grimaced. "Dear Lord, what now?" He said irritably.
She was then taken into the shade of the medical tent to recover. Tessa watched the leggy anthropologist be carried into the tent and be laid on a cot nearby. This was the same human girl she had watched Gilly slobber over. Tessa furrowed her brow in dissatisfaction. A jealous heart was difficult to conquer. She turned her head to ignore her new bunk mate.
Eventually, the rest of that morning's expedition returned. They had failed in finding what they were after; a proper vantage point that could lead them to the hidden city. But the encounter with the man eating plant had ended without any casualties. That was fortunate enough in of itself. As she approached the camp, Ms. Shinozaki grew ever more conscious of her fatigue and desire to simply fall flat on her cot in her own tent. That and take a much needed bath, which she also possessed in her tent, the only one in the camp. The rest had to make due with standing showers using water pouches.
But when she saw the state of the men at the camp, she knew she would have to put it off for at least a moment. Discipline had seemed to evaporate during her leave. Amazon or no, this was no way for a proper crew to behave. They looked more like a school troop away from their teachers for too long than a trained crew.
With sweat covering her face, she tried to regain authority. "All right men, return to your posts! This isn't a vacation cruise! Move it!" She bellowed out at the meandering men. Quickly, the men dispersed and took up their regular posts. Some of the men grumbled, but the one's who had witnessed her exploits in the jungle would not stop to question her. The prim and proper office woman had proven a fearless heroine when the time called for it. Internally she counted this as one of the boons from the expedition. Loyalty and admiration was often difficult to purchase, and she had acquired enough to suffice for now.
She watched Capt. Miller exit the tent and walk out towards her. He nodded to her and began explaining the situation. "She woke just a few hours ago. She appears to be doing fine. She speaks english just like the other one did. It's incredible. We were able to get her name. She's called Tessa. And her, eh, the other one she says is her wife. Her name is Gilly." Capt. Miller said.
Without braking pace, Shinozaki entered the tent and turned to face the amazon. She was still sitting at her cot, leaned back and laughing at something. When she saw Ms. Shinozaki enter, she recognized her as the leader. She sat up straight and nodded at her. Shinozaki shot a glance at both Gilly sleeping in the opposite cot, and Dr. Anderson passed out at the adjacent wall. She had told her not to overexert herself. Little idiot. She turned her full attention then on Tessa, examining her massive body up and down. Her penetrating gaze made Tessa slightly apprehensive. Tessa felt inside her heart that she could easily tear this little woman apart if the need arose. Yet something in her nature demanded respect. Even standing before a giant woman she still retained the air of arrogance and control. She was a formidable one, Tessa thought.
"So, they tell me your name is Tessa." Shinozaki said finally.
Tessa narrowed her eyes, trying to match the seriousness of her host. She slowly nodded in reply.
"We are willing to help you. But I may have some questions for you." Ms. Shinozaki continued.
"You must answer questions first, small lady." Tessa shot back. "This not your jungle. You do not make rules."
Ms. Shinozaki took note that this second amazon had a better grasp of the english language than the first. "Very well. But we can save that for later. You must rest. Then we can talk." Ms. Shinozaki brought a hand up to adjust her glasses. "My name is Miko Shinozaki. This is my expedition."
Only seconds after this proclamation was uttered an exaggerated cough broke into the tent. Paul Madison had stuck his head into the tent and was about to butt into the conversation. "Not to correct Ms. Shinozaki here, but it's technically the Company's voyage. But you'll find we're much easier to deal with than they are."
Both Tessa and Shinozaki shared an identical frown as he entered. Shinozaki saw him as an irritating little brother who always picked the worst moments to interrupt. Tessa simultaneously felt a more basic, immediate dislike for the smug little man. While Tessa had no desire to kill without provocation, she held no love in her heart for a man of this character. He had only uttered but a few words, yet his demeanor was instantly grating to Tessa's sensibilities. She imagined this was the kind of man that caused such hatred towards their kind in the first place.
His unshaven stubbly face smiled at Tessa as she glowered at him. "You're not needed here, Mr. Madison. Please allow our guest some privacy." Ms. Shinozaki said.
He simply smiled to himself and turned and offered a slight bow towards Tessa. He turned to Dr. Bergman who was standing at the opposite corner of the tent. "What's wrong with Sid- I mean, Dr. Anderson over there?"
Dr. Bergman turned and looked to Dr. Anderson who now had a cooling rag on her head, though was still covered in patches of plant slime. Dr. Bergman himself wasn't fully aware of her situation other than she seemed be suffering from exhaustion. She had no other injuries to speak of other than some marks on her thighs and of course the green crust on her skin. He turned towards Ms. Shinozaki for explanation.
"A run-in with the local agriculture." Shinozaki said.
Tessa became alert. "Ah! A shangel-ah?" Shinozaki looked perplexed at the amazonian phrase. "Ah...a mouth-plant?" Tessa tried again with a clumsy english equivalent.
"Hm! Yes. I do believe so." Shinozaki replied.
"Ah! Such dangers! Everything wishes to eat you. Very fortunate to save her! How was she survive?" Tessa asked excitedly. She was thrilled to share experiences with someone who understood her.
"We cut the plant down. Then we forced it open." Shinozaki answered.
"Ah. Cut down? Must been small one. Big one eat her up. Would not get her out. Just bones." Tessa explained.
Shinozaki nodded. She began to see a use for this giantess. She clearly had a working knowledge of the jungle's dangers. She also must have held a valuable knowledge of the surrounding area. She may even know how to traverse to the interior and beyond. "I see. We were very lucky, then." She said.
Tessa was giggling. "Hehehe, just get pretty bones. No more pretty face. All used up! You know? Haha!"
"Y-yes." Shinozaki said. "I will leave now. You must rest. We will talk later."
Tessa nodded and Shinozaki took her leave. Capt. Miller followed her.
Dr. Bergman approached Tessa's side. "My dear, may I inspect your bandages?"
Tessa offered her left forearm. As Dr. Bergman unspooled the gauze from her mighty arm, he couldn't quite suppress the trembling in his hands. Paul watched the scene play out from a short distance. As Dr. Bergman reached the bare skin of Tessa's arm, he let out a short satisfied sigh. Her cuts had almost completely healed. They were fleshy pink, receding into the earthy brown of her skin.
"Amazing." Dr. Bergman said.
Paul showed an uncharacteristic twinge of genuine interest. "That's one of the cuts she got the other day? That's unreal. She looked like she went through a meat grinder when they brought her in." He stepped up behind Dr. Bergman to examine the recovered flesh.
Tessa didn't quite understand the intense interest. Could men not heal themselves? How did they recover from injury? She momentarily understood Gilly's distain for such people. They did seem to be quite frail. Though that was no crime in itself, really.
As the two men made over Tessa's rapid recovery, Dr. Anderson stirred on her cot. She sat up groggily, letting the cooling pad fall off her forehead. Her glasses were off and she struggled to regain composure. She felt that she had woken from a strange and troubling dream. Something about a giant plant trying to eat her alive. She turned and looked out into the tent. Finally, Dr. Bergman noticed her and strode over to assist her.
"Woah, woah, now. Relax. You just passed out, my dear." Dr. Bergman said while keeping her steady.
Paul walked over with a glass of water. He handed it to Dr. Anderson who drank it greedily. She gulped and lowered the glass. "It all seemed so real, this dream I had. I felt like I was being devoured." she said blearily.
Paul handed back her crooked glasses. "Well, I have good news and bad news for you, sweetie." He said with a toothy smile.
She put on her glasses and she slowly adjusted to the room. Her eyes focused on the giant woman sitting to her right, against the adjacent wall of the tent. The giantess glared at her. She then licked her succulent lips, revealing a long white fang. Anderson immediately dropped her glass, letting it roll on the floor. She opened her mouth and let out a small gasp, her eyes popped wide open. She fell back again on the cot, fainted.
"Oh, dear. What are we to do with you?" Dr. Bergman said irritably.
That night, Tessa had recovered even further. She had ventured out from the medical tent by late afternoon, meeting the rest of the crew. Initially, armed guards watched her closely, her trustworthiness not yet guaranteed. However, she very quickly won most of them over with her charm. Beyond being exceedingly gorgeous, she was also very friendly and personable. She had found the improvised covering for her chest chaffing and had thrown it aside, letting her full breasts go bare. She did abide in wearing the miniscule canvas loin cloth at her pelvis though. Not surprisingly, she was very popular among the crew members.
She smiled and answered men's questions, holding conversations and taking opportunities to humor them in tests of strength. They would ask her to lift a heavy object, which she would always do with impressive ease. They finally had pointed to a large boulder at the edge of the camp. None of the men thought she would even budge it. The boulder was sunk deep in the sand and had to weigh two tons. At this challenge, Tessa scoffed. She bent low, and though she strained, she hauled the boulder slowly from the sand and lifted it high over her head. The crew let out a loud cheer at this spectacle. She laughed and heaved the giant rock back into the dense foliage. It landed heavily, throwing leaves and sand into the air as it hit the ground with a solid thud.
Tessa had then turned and faced the crew with her arms flexed. "You see? Tessa is mighty! Puny men must know their place!" Tessa ate up the adulation from her new admirers.
Sexual thoughts had of course crossed each of the crew member's minds. Her sensuality and beauty were intensely alluring. But each had his second thoughts due to her immense power. An unwanted advance would surely end in being torn limb from limb and crushed beyond recognition. That aspect may have even added to the delight of their desirous hearts. But none would dare outwardly risk such a fate. Some even wondered if sex with an amazon could even be survived (*in point of fact, a normal human would not survive amazonian love making).
Night fell. At one point, Dr. Anderson came around. She had rested and showered off the jungle slime with cold water. She stuck right by Tessa the rest of the evening. She constantly snapped photos and wrote notes in her journals. Tessa showed her initial impatience towards the anthropologist by answering her questions tersely and evasively. She was still feeling jealousy towards the little woman, but was gradually softening to her. She seemed so passionate, so genuine in her manner of speaking. Tessa eventually recognized that the jealousy she felt was no fault of the girl herself. Gilly had been charmed fairly. The black haired girl was indeed quite adorable.
Eventually, the line of questioning came to the subject of reproduction. Tessa had confirmed earlier that all men were forbidden on the island. Dr. Anderson followed this statement with the obvious question.
"Well, if there are no male amazons, how do, ah, how are new amazons born?" Dr. Anderson asked.
Tessa cleared her throat for the answer. "There are many amazons. Some are warriors. Some are artists and builders. But some are mothers. Mothers are very, ah, they are sacred. Very important to city. To be mother is to be holy, you know? Warriors fight battles, drink victory blood, they love and marry, but only mothers make laws. Mothers are...fordur'in...eh, that is they are controllers."
Dr. Anderson scribbled feverishly in her notes. A matriarchal society led by mothers. It was stupendous to think about! Tessa continued.
"A mother is chosen, yes? She is very young, a groffu, a kitten. Then on day she is grown she go to temple. Soon her belly grows. She is pregnant. Very important. She is given feast, celebration. What happen? She received seed by the Golden Goddess! All amazons daughter of Goddess! All are sisters!" Tessa's voice rose to impart the majesty of the miracle she described.
Dr. Anderson wrote the story down and contemplated the words as she wrote them. An immaculate conception for every member of the tribe? Unlikely.
"When mother you become leader. Get to be in council. Get to make responsibility." Tessa touched her chest when she spoke. "Tessa artist. Write books, paint and sculpt. No become mother. Very rare, to be mother, you know? Much honor."
Dr. Anderson nodded. She was coming up with her own theories as Tessa described the process. Perhaps the men of the tribe were held secretly in the temple. They could administer drugs to the chosen girls and later attribute the experience to divine intervention. Whatever the actual procedure, Dr. Anderson was enthralled with the idea. The mystique of the divine mother. To give such honor and adulation to motherhood was an amazing concept to Dr. Anderson.
"And your wife Gilly. What is she?" Dr. Anderson asked.
Tessa smiled widely. Her pride shone through as she answered her. "Gilly is warrior. Greatest warrior!" She rose her fist as she described her beloved. "Gilly is hero. Smashed enemies, drank much blood. Stronger than all! Every amazon love Gilly. All want to marry her." Tessa began to blush and came down closer to Dr. Anderson who leaned away shyly as Tessa lowered her voice. Her manner was full of arrogance at this point. "But Gilly love me. Everyone, they become jealous. But when we first see each other, we were enemies. Tessa hate war. Sometimes war necessary, you know? Sometimes is right to fight. But too much war, excessive war. It's bad for the people. Make us too cruel. Too stupid."
Tessa leaned back as she recounted her first encounter with Gilly. "Tessa with, ah, peaceful group. Write about bad wars. Make speeches. Gilly come past one day. She love war. So important, Gilly was. Walk by with group of warriors. She stop, insults Tessa. We, ah, jurrunah, body-struggle, you know?" She intermeshed her fingers to try to illustrate wrestling. "Gilly win. Break Tessa's honor. But no give up. Again and again we struggle. One day struggle become, how say...ah, love-fight. We become beloved enemies. Then just beloved. Gilly become softer, smarter. Tessa become stronger, prouder." Tessa had turned flush red at remembering her early days with Gilly. "We marry. Become very happy."
Tessa began to laugh loudly. "Tessa get many enemies that day. All so jealous!"
Dr. Anderson continued to jot down her notes and without looking up asked her next question. "And how did you both come to live in the jungle?"
Tessa's smile immediately fell off her face. she turned her head and became very quiet. It was obviously a troubling question. Dr. Anderson sensed the sudden tension and tried to change the subject. "Ah, but we can talk about something else if you'd like to!"
Tessa stood up and walked off. "Finished talking. No more to say."
Dr. Anderson sat her pen down. She contented herself in the information she was able to commit to her notes. The subject of their living in the wilderness was a point of pain for Tessa, Anderson knew. The result of a transgression perhaps? In any case, she now knew Tessa and Gilly once lived in the city. The very city they were after. Tessa must still know its location. She would have to somehow pry this from her.
Inside her own tent, Ms. Shinozaki sat in her small bathtub, soaking her sore and exhausted muscles. The tub was a somewhat unnecessary luxury, but it was so small that her legs hung off the edge, her flawless glistening feet dangling in the air. A hanging mosquito net cast a faint glow upon her body from the lantern. While she soaked, she examined with intense concentration the scraps of charts that she had laminated. They had very little to go on within the interior of the island. The two amazons were their best option. They had to be convinced into revealing the location of the hidden city. The warning given by the first amazon was still troubling her. The natives of the lost city may prove hostile. They would have to handle it with extreme caution. Patient care was needed if they were to succeed. Let the men become better acquainted with the giantesses. Let their trust build before venturing forth.
So lost in concentration was Ms. Shinozaki that she didn't notice Paul Madison enter her tent. He drew the mosquito net aside and pulled a folding stool right in front of her bath. She finally noticed him then decided to call his bluff and remained reclined where she was.
"Who let you in?" Ms. Shinozaki asked in a stiff, professional tone.
"I'm a company man, same as you. All I gotta do is throw a little weight around and I go where I please." Paul responded.
Without looking up from her charts Ms. Shinozaki started. "These amazons. Do you think they can be trusted?"
As Shinozaki spoke, Paul sat next to the tub and lowered his face near Shinozaki's right foot. "Well, blondie seems kind enough. She's become the most popular girl at school so to speak." He held Ms. Shinozaki's foot in his hand then slowly bent down and planted a kiss on top of it.
"These two seem to be outcasts. Not regular members of their society. They may be reluctant to fight us simply because they are alone out here. That could mean the first amazon's warning was genuine." Ms. Shinozaki said. Why did she just let him get away with kissing her foot?
"You're right of course. They were carrying furs and supplies with them when they were attacked by the lizards. I think they were evacuating. They may have been trying to get clear of us. Knowing that, I'd say we'd better do what we need to do quickly. Staying here too long is risky." As he talked Paul placed soft kisses up Shinozaki's long, soft leg.
Shinozaki began to blush. She sat her charts on the end table to the side of the tub. She took her glasses off and sat these down as well. She slowly leaned her head back as Paul continued to work his way up her leg. "Maybe I was crazy to accept this voyage. Just about anything can go wrong. I nearly let poor Dr. Anderson get eaten by a plant of all things. It seems everything in this island is against us."
Paul licked the top of Shinozaki's thigh gently. His hands were softly massaging her calf and ankle. "The men respect you. I heard how you took to the tree like a jungle queen. Not many people would have been willing to get that close to something like that. I have to admit, even I was impressed when I heard about that." He pressed his lips firmly against Shinozaki's skin.
Shinozaki felt the stubble of Paul's face rake against the soft skin of her leg. She felt the pit of her stomach flare up in quivering excitement. All these years and the man was still a foolish boy at heart. But beneath his flippant exterior was a deeper soul. Very few had seen past his coy cynicism to see the real man underneath. She once knew it intimately. However, the rigors and politics of their office life had driven them apart. Their bond was unjustly broken by conflicting ambitions and petty maneuvering. But here in the jungle, with danger and adventure all around, she was remembering her true feelings.
"We'll just have to be careful and press on. If we can find that city, we'll be famous the world over. We'll be able to do whatever we want." She began to breathe heavily as Paul skillfully caressed her.
"We, huh? You sure you want to share the glory with a guy like me?" Paul looked directly into Shinozaki's eyes, his generous lips less than an inch from her inner thigh.
"'There'll be enough to go around." Shinozaki said while she began to squirm.
Paul suddenly pulled back and took his shirt off. He still kept his impressive physique, despite the rigid corporate lifestyle. Shinozaki allowed herself to marvel at his perfect frame for a moment. His eyes looked back down at her hungrily.
"Well, I'd say we've already gotten a lot further than anyone else has. We just have to get back alive..." Paul said as he stared at Shinozaki curled up in the tub.
She pulled herself in and carefully stood up in the tub. Water and white suds dripped off her glowing body as she faced Paul. She put her hands up on the nape of his neck. He was much taller than she, and she had to stand up on her toes to hang off him. She pressed her naked chest into his and stared up into his eyes.
"That last part might not be possible, you know. We might very well be killed out here." Shinozaki said.
"Heh, beats working." Paul leaned down and kissed Shinozaki softly.
The would end up creating a pallet on the floor with blankets and sleeping bags. Under the soft glow of lamp light they reignited their passion for each other...
While Ms. Shinozaki and Mr. Madison made love in the tent the men outside tended a large fire. The men were once again gathered around Tessa, who laughed and ate greedily. Her amazonian perception of hospitality left no room for shame in eating whatever was offered. She happily ate the portion of seven men in one sitting. She wore on her head a wide brimmed sun hat. It was about two and a half feet wide from edge to edge. But it sat on top of Tessa's head like a beanie. The look was comical, and many of the men had burst out with laughter at the sight of it. She enjoyed the reaction and kept it on for the remainder of the night.
At this time, she had eaten her fill and was telling stories by the fire. Dr. Anderson yawned loudly. She wanted to continue observing the giantess, but the events of the day had taken a toll on her body. She must have dozed off for a moment, for when she came to Tessa was in the middle of a new story. She gestured wildly at dramatic moments, putting her full effort into the story telling.
"Then Penthesilea walk along beach. Her warriors wait in golden ship behind her. She walk along hill and see lonely cavern, and she hear howling and weeping. She go to cavern. She pull out mighty sword and scream into cavern, 'Who weeps!?' No answer. She goes inside and see nothing. Cavern is home. All destroyed. No possessions, all thrown down and broken.
"Suddenly giant come forth. He bigger than Penthesilea. But weaker. Try to eat Penthesilea with angry hunger, but cannot. He is defeated. Penthesilea see that the giant is blind." Tessa covered her eyes to illustrate the point to the listening men.
Eventually it dawned on Dr. Anderson that she recognized aspects of this story. She realized then that she was hearing a verbal retelling of a lost segment of the Odyssey! Though perhaps not the Odyssey told by Homer. This was an amazonian version of the tale.
Frantically, Dr. Anderson recovered her notebook and began jotting down what she was hearing. This was an unexpected treasure she was bearing witness to. As far as historical value went, this was a once in a lifetime experience.
Tessa continued on with her story. From within the medical tent, Gilly tossed and turned, caught in a fever dream. She could hear Tessa telling the tale of Penthesilea and the Eye of Tartarus. Every amazon knew the stories of the classical heroes of old. In Gilly's strained dreams she saw herself in place of Penthesilea, and recounted the story as Tessa told it.
She stood before the oafish giant, the black socket in the middle of his forehead was covered in thick cloth. He had tried to bite into her neck, but a quick thrust threw him back onto the floor of his cave. He wept bitterly, his cries echoing in his dark and empty hall. She looked down at him disdainfully.
"Why do you weep, creature?" Gilly as Penthesilea asked.
The pitiful thing steadied itself on the ground and answered. "I weep because I have been utterly undone! By possessions robbed, my sheep lost, my sight put out forever! My body wastes away in hunger. Such is the extent of my destruction! And who will save me? My brothers admonish me, my father abandons me! I am lost. Lost and alone to perish!"
Gilly furrowed her brow and prodded further. "Who did this to you?"
The twisted creature growled deeply. "Men. Clever little men. No bigger than my shin, but clever enough to undo me. Take care, Gilly. Even an enemy who is weak can take your kingdom away. It's the weakness within you that destroys most completely."
"Who? Who blinded you? What was his name?" Gilly asked, wearing antique armor of gold and purple gemstones from the story.
The giant put a massive hand around Gilly's arm. When she looked down upon it, it had become grotesquely hairy and calloused. She looked back into the giant's face, now twisted and ape-like. The beast's eyes were still concealed behind thick fabric, but she could see the features behind it and knew it to be the face of the Great Ape. It bared down on her with vicious fangs.
"Nobody. Nobody has blinded me." The beast snarled.
Gilly tried to wrench her arm free but the beast held it tightly. She practically wept for fear.
"We blind ourselves!" The beast howled as it came down on her body with tearing fangs, aiming to devour her.
Outside, Tessa paused in telling her story. She took the time to swallow down a gallon of drinking water. Dr. Anderson took the moment of repose to interject with a question.
"It's a fine story, Tessa. But I thought Penthesilea was slain by Achilles." Dr. Anderson said.
Tessa looked down her nose at Dr. Anderson with squinted eyes. Her look was imposing save for the silly little hat atop her massive head.
"Man killed by tiny arrow defeat Penthesilea? Killed because he hurt foot but overcomes great Queen? Men think foolish things!" Tessa said with a deep tone.
Dr. Anderson blushed and wrote down another note to herself. 'If history is written by the winners, then no one has ever lost.'
The short silence was suddenly broken by a loud howl from the medical tent. Everyone who heard the cry went pale. Tessa stood up and quickly ran over to the tent, her hat blowing off and landing in the sand.
When Tessa entered the tent, she saw Gilly sprawled out on the floor trying to crawl away. She was in the flight of panic, believing herself to be captured by the enemy. Her sickness was still too great. Gilly's stomach lurched and twisted in pain as she tried to stand and run away. She caught herself on the canvas wall of the tent and pulled it down. The entire tent began to collapse around her. Tessa threw the fallen canvas aside and wrapped her strong arms around Gilly's body.
Gilly kicked and struggled under Tessa's embrace. She spat and foamed at the mouth in her effort to escape. Tessa desperately tried to sooth and calm her lover down before she brought the whole camp down. The men had begun to surround them and looked nervously back and forth between each other, none of them sure exactly what to do. Tessa spoke aloud to Gilly in standard amazonian.
"Shhh! Shhh! Gilly! Please calm down! You're safe! I'm here Gilly! Just relax. I have you, my love." She felt Gilly's strength waver under her arms. Gilly was still not recovered. Far from it, in fact. Tessa then felt Gilly's body shiver and heard her start weeping. She stroked her hair gently. "You're alright Gilly. I won't let anything happen to you! You're being so silly!" Tessa said with a hint of laughter in her voice.
Gilly closed her eyes in disbelief. She smelled men all around her and did not wish to see them. It was like being thrown into a box filled with fat cockroaches. She could meet any enemy on the field of battle with her wits intact. But to suddenly find herself in a pit of horrid men was too terrible a shock. She curled up defensively, her stomach twisting, her senses assailed by laughing and gasping man-animals.
"I promise you, everything is fine. These men are our friends. They saved us!" Tessa said as she kissed the top of Gilly's head.
The thought did nothing to console Gilly, who quivered and sobbed with fear and horror in Tessa's arms.