It was another day at Misfits Music studio. The green-haired beauty Pizzazz was in her relaxation room, receiving her daily manicure, pedicure and foot massage. She loved this part of her day as it afforded her time to think; think about how she would best her rival and hated enemy, Jem. She also truly loved the idea of having people at her feet, which was the case as she received her foot massage at that moment, so it was really a win-win all around.
"I've just got to figure out a way to beat that pain in the ass Jem and put her where she belongs...beneath me" Pizzazz says with true disdain.
"Excuse me Miss Pizzazz, did you say something" the nameless servent spoke rather nervously
"No, I didn't not...not to a pathetic bug like you...keep rubbing my feet...AND PUT A LITTLE EFFORT INTO IT! Father doesn't pay you tickle them, he pays you to massage them. Do you know what people would do to be able to have the job you have!" At this, Pizzazz grinned slyly, imagine herself seated on a throne, with hundreds of people lying on there stomachs at her feet, begging to be allowed to be her personal foot slave.
While she was sitting there, one of her band mates, Roxy, stopped into her room to talk about their upcoming world wide tour. Their manager, Eric Raymond, had them booked everywhere from Philadephia to Tokyo this year, and it was starting to take a toll on them all.
"Hey Pizzazz, what are you doing?"
"Nothing Roxy, just sitting here relaxing. Do you know where we play our next show at?" asked Pizzazz.
"Actually, Eric asked me to talk to you about that...we were supposed to go to France this week, but the show has been moved to...wait for it...ITALY!!!" Roxy was so excited she could hardly contain herself.
Pizzazz looked puzzled for a moment. She had been expecting a trip to France and now was being forced to change her plans. She DID NOT like have to change anything for any reason that wasn't her own, so it took her a moment to collect her thoughts. Finally she spoke,
"Italy...We were just there six months ago, why are we going back?" she huffed.
"Eric has been receiving calls for the past six months...the Italians have been begging to have us back...they even want us to stay at the Vatican!" by now Roxy was smiling ear to ear.
Pizzazz mulled this over, she liked to idea of a whole country begging to have her in their presence. She also like the idea of being invited to stay at a palace of pure gold, the Vatican City. She liked the idea so much, that she swung her feet off the stool they were resting on, and with that, the servent who was massaging them. Both hit the ground with a thud. Knowing that this was not an acceptable reason to stop massaging her mistresses feet, the nameless servent laid herself flat on her stomach, and began massaging the tops of Pizzazz large size 11 feet.
"I think I could like this idea Roxy. Call the Vatican, tell them that the Misfit will be there by nightfall!"
Later that Night...
The Misfits landed there private jet, and prepared to exit. From outside they could her the sound of hundred of screaming fans, all screaming for the Misfits in Italian. Pizzazz stopped for a moment to take the sounds in. She loved nothing more then the sound of her pathetic little worshippers screaming and begging for her unattainable attention. She exited the plane, humming her smash hit single, "I am a Giant", imagining for just a moment the hundreds of screaming fans, now merely ant-sized at her freshly pedicured feet, screaming and crying for the chance just to be close to her skyscraper size toes, bowing before her and fight for a chance to kiss the feet of their object of adoration. As she stepped down from the plane though, her daydream was snapped by a clamor coming from the other side of the airport. It was none other then the Misfits most hated rival, Jem and the Holograms.
Immedietely all the fans ran to other side of the airport and incredibly loud chants of "Jem! Jem! Jem!" could be hear for over a mile away.
"Grrr!!!! I hate her! She always steals our spotlight! She had better not be staying with us at the Vatican" although Pizzazz thought she already new the answer. Sure enough, both bands arrived via limo at the Vatican around the same time. Neither band spoke to each other as both groups of women pushed through the main entrance.
When they entered the main hall, they were greeted by a stout, italian looking man with a mustache. "Greetings ladies...it is with great honor that we welcome you to the Vatican. Allow us to show you to your quarters now.
The Misfits and the Holograms were escorted to a huge hallway with countless doors on each side, all parrallel to each other. The Misfits were put into their own rooms on the left side, and the Holograms received rooms on the right side. The tension between these two bands was vicious at the moment, but neither one wanted to cause a scene in the house of the holiest relics in the world.
Pizzazz reached her quarters and was amazed. If she didn't know better, she would have thought they put her in the master bedroom. The room was incredibly large, with ancient artwork and relics spread all around the room, the ceilings were quite possibly 30 feet in the air. She moved to her bed and plopped down for a moment, kicking off her boots to reveal her perfectly pedicured toes with their green nail-polish to match her hair. The floor was carpeted in the finest materials she has ever felt on her feet. It was as if she was resting her toes on moss. She scrunched her toes a few more times before she laid back and dozed off. Pizzazz thought she caught a wiff of her pungent foot odor just as she fell asleep.
As Pizzazz slept, she had a dream unlike any she'd ever had before. In her dream, she was walking down a large hallway, towards what looked like a giant 20-foot alter, made entirely of gold and surrounded by white light. As she edged closer, she heard a voice whisper into her ears...
"That which your heart most desires can truly be yours...if only you are brave enough to take it" The loud audible voice was echoing in her head as she walked closer to the light. She thought she could make out a small box on the top of the alter, but was sure, as it was a still a distance away and about 10 feet in the air.
"Brave enough to take it? Do you know who your talking to? A Misfit takes what she wants, when she wants, and crushes anyone who gets in her path." Pizzazz said with an air of confidence in her voice. "Trust me though...you or anyone else DOES NOT want me to have my hearts desire."
The voiced was heard in her head again, this time more clear and less echoly "I have ruled as the God of this world for countless millennia. I am everything and nothing, Alpha and Omega, eternal beyond eternal. I have seen into your heart and soul...you have the potential to bring purpose back this forsaken species of existence. I have lost my desire to monitor and control the inhabitants of this world. I seek...another."
"Wait a minute...are you telling me that you are "God" and that you want me to...take over...for you? Because if that's the case, where do I sign up?!?!" Pizzazz was curious and excited all at the same time. All the while she was still walking slowly to the huge alter, although as she got closer, it was slowly decreasing in size.
"Yes my child. I seek another to take my place as the creator and ruler of existence. But you must be properly trained before you are granted all my powers...I will bestow upon you a gift that will determine when you are ready to receive the next level of my power. By the end you will have the ability to control life, time, existence, death...everything. The world will be insignificant in comparision to you, and the thoughts and prayers of the people who inhabit it will serve as your nourshment. All will know you as God, the almighty, and many will have to perish before your terrible power."
Pizzazz was in shock. She knew this was a dream. It had to be. What ever this voice was, it was actually relaying to her what her life long dream and desire has always been. Since she was a teenager, spoiled by her father every day of her life, she had longed only to be powerful, famous and adored around the world. As her life went on, he lust for these things became ever slightly twisted. Pizzazz loved the idea of having total control over people and being abel to do anything she could possibly imagine. She envisioned herself seated on a golden thrown, with a bright white robe, and a jewel encrusted crown upon her head. At her feet, was her arch-rival, Jem, and her band mates the holograms. They lay prostrate at her feet, slowly and gently peppering the tops of her toes with kisses of worship. Pizzazz got a slight tingle through her body at this thought.
The voice spoke once again, "Step forward my daughter, and take the Ring of God. Whosoever wears the Ring of God will be able to attain all the power of God Himself.
"Soon to be Herself" Pizzazz shot at the voice rather abruptly. She was loving this dream and hoped she didn't wake up before she got to experience the effect of the Ring. She continued to walk forward and by the time she reached the alter, she had to kneel down to reach it. She took the ring, which immedietely shifted it's shape and color. The stone on the head of the ring changed from a round, diamond look to a black, crescent moon shaped stone.
"The color of the ring determines your hearts true desires. The shape determines when you will receive all the full powers of the Ring of God. Black is a reflection of your heart, and Whoa unto those who cross your path. The crescent moon means that by the next quarter moon, you will have all the powers I have spoke of. Go now! God of Death and Destruction! This world and all the inhabitants in it will soon belong only to you!
Pizzazz reached out and grabbed the ring. As she touched it she felt another tingle throughout her body. She put the ring on her right hand. As soon as it made contact, she felt a surge of energy course through her beautiful, 6'1" frame. Pulsing through every green folice of hair, right down to her divine, soft and pedicured toes, she felt a wave of energy and suddenly a strong jolt.
With that, she awoke, alone in her bed, it the enormous room of the vatican. She reached over and turned her lamp on, swung her feet out of bed, and walked over to the elegant fifteen foot golden mirror at the end of her room. She looked at her body, beautiful and long, slender and divine. Suddenly she noticed something. One her right hand was a ring with a black, crescent moon stone shaped in it. Pizzazz was in absolute shock...she couldn't believe it. Was it not a dream? Could it have been real?
She tried to pull the ring off her hand, but it just wouldn't budget. At that moment, she remembered something and ran to the nearest window in her bedroom. She looked out and saw that the moon looked almost like a quarter moon, but was slightly bigger, it must have just passed. This would mean she had to wait basically two weeks before she could "attain the power of God"...if the ring was actually able to do that.
Pizzazz was shocked at this point. She had to do something, and singing some of her favorite songs were usually something that would calm her down. She again began to hum "I Am A Giant". As she though about the words, she felt that strange feeling of energy course through her body. She realized that she was slowly expanding. Pizzazz looked up and saw that the top of the mirror was now only a few inches above her head. She felt her legs and feet expanding at a slow but pleasurable pace. When she had stopped growing she was approximately 15 ft tall. Her size 11 feet had now become a size 47 foot. He long legs stretched up her body, meeting her now enormous torso, breast and finally leading up to the most evil smile anyone would ever see.
"Oh my God...or do I mean Oh my me? HAHAHAHA This is really happening! Soon I'll be all-powerful. The entire world...everything, everyone...will all live to serve only me. Finally, I'll be able to control everyone and everything...it will all belong to me. But I've got to wait at least 14 days before I have all the power the ring can provide me. Until then...maybe it's time to "Check on" the competition. With that, the Giant, green-haired rock star walked towards the door to her room and headed for the door which she had to crawl through to exit, her gazed fixed on the doors on the other side of hallway. Wiggling her 5 inch toes on the carpet...she advanced forward.
Pizzazz entered the hallway of the Vatican, coursing with power and feeling invincible. Here entire career she had been playing second fiddle to "Jem" and her stupid holograms. Meanwhile, Pizzazz knew that she was better...not just as a band, but over all. She was a superior being to Jem and her friends, and now that belief was finally being justified.
She looked at the door that housed her sworn enemy. For a brief moment, Pizzazz stopped at the entrance. She had always envisioned herself in a position of power and fame, being worshipped by followers and adored all around the world. She had long imagined herself with fantastic powers, being able to increase her size and tower above it all. Now...that opportunity was in her grasp. But Pizzazz knew, that as she grew more and more powerful, she would never be satisifed with people "just" adoring her...she would need more, and for her to have more, people would suffer...people would die. Within two weeks, she would no longer be a mortal being...hell, with the power she felt running from her head to her toes, she almost didn't feel like one already. She need to make her decision, once and for all. Save trillions of lives across the galaxy, or rule everything in existence? Pizzazz made her decision.
With a mere though, Pizzazz found herself in Jems room. The ceilings were almost 30 feet tall, so Pizzazz had plenty of room to move at this point. She looked at Jem, sleeping in her bed. There was the girl...the girl who always seemed to top her, or beat her and make her feel like she was beneath her. Well, Pizzazz planned to show her that was not the case anymore.
With a mere thought, Pizzazz lifted Jem out of her bed using only her mind. Jem floated three feet above the bed, and Pizzazz shifted her eyes to the floor and Jem's body was carefully placed at the barefeet of Amazon goddess.
Pizzazz focused her mind on Jem's thoughts, she wanted to feel what Jem would feel when she would wake up in mere seconds. She wanted to feel Jems fear and horror as she exacted her sweet plan of vengenace upon her sworn enemy. As she wished for these things, she could her conscious being enter the mind of Jem. Pizzazz was amazed! She could feel, control, and hear everything that was processing through Jem's mind. She immedietely possessed all her memories and secrets...including her most coveted one...
"Wake up Jerrica" the powerful being channelled through mere thought.
"What? What's going on? Where am I?" Jem said as she looked around, disoriented and confused. It took her a moment to realize that she was lying on the floor of her room, but it took her even more time to process the site that was in front of her. She looked at the floor and saw a foot. A beautiful foot with lime green pedicured toes that was the size of her entire head. As she followed the foot upward, immense fear began to course through her body. Before she got to the knees, Jem knew who the beautiful foot belonged to...it was Pizzazz.
"Look at what we have her...how does it feel Jem, to be at the feet of your sworn enemy. How does it feel to see me, high above you, with all the power in the world. Pizzazz continued her humiliation of Jem. "Know this now...the remainder of your pathetic life will be to serve me. I have become your new master now Jerrica. You will obey my every command, you will bow lower then any human being has ever bowed. Best part of it all, is that you will beg to worship me before it's all over. You will cry when I take you away from my feet, which rest assured, you will be spending a lot of time at. You will never utter another word against my name unless it is in pure worship and adoration...and finally...you will love me for it, the entire world will love me for it! HAHAHAHAHAHA!
"You can't! Your crazy Pizzazz!" cried Jem. "No, Jem, I'm not crazy, I'm powerful. Now...first things first...we need to make you more fitting of your status.
With a mere thought, the diety watched as Jem being to slowly shrink right before her eyes. What once was a tall beautiful girl of 5'9", was slowly dwindling right at her feet. Pizzazz wiggled her toes in excitement, and envisioned the minature rocker lapping away at her titanic feet like a dog drinking from a water bowl.
Jem on the other hand was horrified. She watched the already colassal version of her enemy grow bigger and bigger by the minute. Still lying on the floor, she watched as her body got closer and closer to the floor, and the ankle of Pizzazz got high and higher above her. As scared as Jem was, she couldn't take her eyes of the beautiful feet that were growing by the second in front of her. They were now the size of long school buses and growing bigger yet. Jem caught her for a moment actually wishing that she could run closer to the toes before her and kiss and lick them passionately. She looked up at the sadistic smile that the giantess above was beaming down at her. Her whole life, she had hated this women, but now, in this moment, she couldn't help but feel like her whole life was devoted to the whims and desire of the goddess before her. Jem tried to shake it off, but couldn't break the thought. As the shrinking came to a halt, Jem found her self merely two inches tall, staring at a huge big toe that was well above her head.
Pizzazz smiled down at the insect below her. She wanted to see her enemy beg at her feet. She wanted Jem to know that she had lost...once and for all. As she envisioned her slave, a pathetic being beneath her, lapping at her feet, she watched with excitement as the tiny creature began to crawl between her two towering toes, tongue out...
To be continued...
Pizzazz looked down at the insiginficant creature now before her toes. She thought about all the times she had wished for this...to have Jem, her enemy. submit to her, acknowledging that Pizzazz was superior in every way. Soon enough, it wouldn't just be Jem, soon enough, it would every single living being in all of existence. A shudder ran through her beautiful body. Suddenly, she felt the tiny warm touch, of her newest slaves tongue between her divine toes...
Jem was having a serious internal struggle with herself. She was horrified at the realization that she now shrunken down to the size of a bug. She was shocked to find herself licking the sweat from the toes of her former enemy. She was honored for the privalege to worship the divine, all powerful goddess Pizzazz (Wait what?). It was clear to Jem that she was being controlled by the beautiful being in front of her. Her thoughts and actions were no longer hers, yet she retained periphery control of her senses. All she knew, what the all powerful God in front of her was sublimily demanding to worshipped, and Jem wanted nothing more then to oblige. As she reach the spot in between Pizzazz's big and second toe she noticed she was so small in comparison, that she didn't even come up to the webbing of her toes! As she placed her tongue gently on the skin of Pizzazz's toes, she felt an orgasmic pulse rocket through her body from her tongue right down to her miniscule yet dripping wet pussy.
Finally, after what felt like hours Pizzazz spoke and said, "You pathetic, insignificant worm!!! How does it feel to be at the absolute control of a living God? Long have I know that I am completely superior to you in every way, but now....you do too! I control every single nerve and cell in your body. I can feel your heart beating, your blood flowing, you lungs breaths and your brain thinking. With just a thought, I can end you life... In that moment, Pizzazz though of Jem lying at her feet, in a dead cold heap. Immediatley Jem fell to the floor, lifeless and souless. Pizzazz had actually consumed the living soul of Jem... The God spoke directly to the soul of her former enemy, "Now you see...you life in forfiet, your existence is mine. Life, Death...it's all so pathetic and useless in comparision to my wishes. But you my dearest slave...you do not get to be blotted from existence so quickly. You I intend to have quite a bit of fun with over the next two weeks; you see...with this ring I possess, I am actually absorbing all the powers of the being we know as God. By the next Crescent moon, I will have assimilated all the powers of God...I WILL BE GOD, and this world, and all the worlds and life in existence with cease to exist as we know it. You see my precious slave...I AM AN EVIL GOD. I DEMAND WORSHIP, I DEMAND DEATH, I DEMAND LIFE...I choose how it is created and what it's meaning in. No longer will science search for the meaning of our existence...I AM THAT MEANING NOW!!! And you...are the first one to experience my powers! With that Pizzazz returned Jem's soul to her body.
In an instant Jem was awake, sitting up and staring in horror at the site before her. This monstor of a being had such absolute and frighting power. She literally controlled life and death as if nothing but a mere thought. As she took in the vision of perfection before her she was overwhelmed with the desire...no the NEED to continue her worship at the feet of her master. As she stuck her tongue out and lightly pressed it to the skin between her titantic toes, that orgasmic feeling again returned and courses through her body. Pizzazz spoke again, "Ahh, I see you are enjoying the bless I have bestowed upon you. With nothing but a subconscious though, I can make your every action provide endless pleasure or hell-ridden pain. And...as a God that has clearly stated her evil intents...I'm going to ensure that everytime you do something that could be deemed as worship towards your divine creator, you will feel the pain of a thousand knives throughout your body. At that moment, Jem's body entered into the most crippling pain she had ever experienced. It feel like somebody was stabbing her entire body with sharp knives. Crumpling to the floor she screamed a deathly scream...but something was tickling the thoughts in her mind...as she tried to stave off the pain, she slowly but surely started dragging her body BACK TOWARD THE GIANT TOES in front of her. Despite the extreme pain she was experiencing, she still wanted...no NEEDED to worship the God that was before her.
Pizzazz looked down with a slightly bemused smile at the ant sized creature at her feet. She could sense that her powers we at there current peak for the time being. She tried to enter the thoughts of others that were residing in the Vatican with her, but she knew she was not strong enough. As her powers continue to grow, she knows that she will become altoghther distant from the beings that inhabit this world. She dreams of the day when full control of existence is hers...with nothing but an omnipotent though universes will exist and die, life with dance to her music and she will tell it when to stop. Size and scope will hold no bearing to her, as she will be everything, the alpha and omega. Pizzazz then willed a golden throne to appear behind her. She sat down and placed her feet before the screaming and tortued bug that was before her. The soft, yet titantic sole of her foot towered over the little "Jem". Jem again found her self entranced by the foot. She began to drag her body towards the towering heel... Pizzazz continued to look down and quietly said, "Lick them my slave...lick them and thank me after each and every lick..."