Suddenly she left, needless to say I met her again but never found out exactly who she was(my Miss Immortal alter ego is a goddess just as she was, but as I am the younger, less experienced goddess, I need practice).
So there I was, a hot brunette with supposedly unlimited power. What is the first thing I should do? Well as much as I dug my Miss Immortal digs, I wanted to see if I had to be a girl or not. Now I can't explain why, I don't think gods and goddesses have sexual organs or even bodies, but I was totally aroused by my new form, and if I wasn't endowed with superstrength and enhanced will power, I would have keeled over to the sexual tension going on in my vag(sorry, I find the idea kind of disgusting as well). I decided to see if I could shapeshift, and I immeadiatly transformed right back to my old self. I still had all my superpowers, I felt it. Just for the hell of it, I levitated off the ground and shot an electrical blast out of my hand(which I dissipated right away). I glided around the forest and began to spin around a tree. I put my index finger on the tip of one tree, and I bored a hole into it with no effort at all! Forget Miss Immortal, I can be Mister Immortal! I actually felt kind of bad because I always respected Batman more that Superman for working at everything he could do. He was a mere mortal, who trained himself to become the smartest, most capable human in all of all time. Here I was, in the real world having everything handed to me. I don't even have an interesting origin story! I'm a college kid who was picked at random by a nameless goddess to become a ripoff of Wonder Woman. As intrigued as I was by the idea of being a chick, I liked being a guy more. But as I was gliding around the woods, I realized that I could switch on and off between these identities. I could roleplay at being whatever I wanted. I morphed into a whole bunch of different shapes. I turned myself into Indiana Jones, a pretty fat girl, random celebrities and people I knew.
Then I thought, "Why not?"
I transformed into my Miss Immortal form, and for some reason this felt more natural. You might think, "Isn't this just a plot device?" It may be, on a cosmic scale, but my Miss Immortal form felt most natural. It was like this was my natural form. Except for these clothes, no flair to them at all. I needed a coat, just so I could fit in, and it appeared right on me. I hoped that I could just will everyone into remembering my pretty eyes and adorable smile, and I found out that for the most part, I did. I led myself out of the woods and over a few snowy hills towards a parking area. "What should I call myself? Hmm?" A guy who I met a few times walked past me in the parking area and called me Beverly. Beverly, a nice name. Time for my 1:30 class.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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