One week later…
“Hmm, perhaps it’s a catalyst
like a form if fission… That might explain how even with a loss of mass we’re
still functioning even though anything else would be dead from starvation… But
then again…”
Scribbling on a palm
leaf with a stick and adding it to the pile of ‘notes’ Reed Richards had been
going over, the elastic scientist made do with what he had to work with.
Stretching his arm out to pluck another leaf off the trunk of a palm tree the
creature sat cross legged, tapping his make-shift pencil on his chin before
writing again. He didn’t even recognize the sound of his wife come up behind
him and wrap him up in all four of her arms before he turned to see who it was
and was rewarded with a kiss on his snout. “Hey Honey, how’s it going?”
Standing up to his
full height to join Susan on his feet, the two were drastically different from
what they were when they were literally dropped off on the island. Swearing off
anything to eat unless they desperately needed to, the pair of creatures had
slimmed and shrank down to what they were now. Reed stood 7 feet tall and was
as thin and slim as a fence post, his bulbous gut totally gone and replaced
with an almost concave waist that dangled a leaf toga skirt, his tail matched
suit being twice as long as his leg but not much larger. His four arms had
become just as slim yet showed some muscle as did his legs. Rubbing the back of
his lanky neck with one of his hands, the trim four-armed armadillo creature
smiled back at his wife and blushed somewhat looking at his wife. “I’m doing
well sweetie, YOU’RE looking great!”
Susan Storm had shrunk
and slimmed down just like her husband and everyone else on the island, being
almost seven feet tall herself all the mass she sported was practically gone,
yet most of her curves persisted. Stepping back to give her husband a better
view, Susan rested her lower hands at her flaring hips and brought her upper
arms to combs her fingers through her long blonde hair, showing off the leaf
skirt and bikini top she wore. “Really? I was afraid the tail would still make
my ass look big, and THESE were never this big when I was human sized.” Smirked
Susan cupping her breasts with her lower set of hands.
“Well huge or slim I’d
still love you… Though the extra cup size is attractive!”
“Oh Reed, Stop! You’re
making me blush.” Giving her husband a playful push with her hand, she pulled
her husband out of their shared wicker tent to join the others outside. “Come
on Sweet heart, the kids wanna show you something.”
Pulled out of the shelter
and out into the daylight, the two creatures walked pass several others like
them busying themselves with the little hut village they made for themselves.
Their ‘children’ had rapidly matured into adults yet with their new diet they
too had become as slim as their parents.
“I’m telling you, It’s
blue.” Argued one of Johnny’s sons, in a heated debate with Alicia’s daughter
who fought over a pearl the size of a softball they found on the beach. “No,
its Indigo.” “BLUE!” “INDIGO!” Losing his temper, the red scaled creature’s
hair burst into flame, much to the other’s amusement.
Moving past the pair,
the couple moved by Ben’s daughter arm wrestling with Jen and Lyra’s daughters,
a small crowd cheered the three on while Jen and Lyra smiled on proudly when
Ben’s kid lost. Finally making it to the beach, Reed found Franklin and Valaria
waiting for them at the beach front, getting up to their full height and
pointing out to the horizon. Both had changed the most since the fiasco began,
having swollen and transformed into monsters and maturing practically overnight
into adults, the crash diet made them almost identical to their parents in both
height and figure.
“Hey dad, look out
into the horizon, recognise anything?”
Bringing one of his
hands over his eyes to see better, Reed smiled when he noticed the Heli-carrier
coming slowly into view. “Ah, so Director Fury finally came back, won’t HE be surprised.”
“About damn time too!
Getting sick of wearing palm tree leaves for cloths, I need a REAL wardrobe”
Pouted Valaria, crossing her four arms over her bust while blowing a strand of
blond hair out o her eyes.
“You’re telling me…”