Motif

One digit accidentally stumbled into a long hot canyon. Finding and touching a small hill set of a violent quake through the entire body resulting in an even louder eruption from the upper sea. The digit continuing in its quest and then nearly stumbled into a deep well, oozing with a deliciously honeyed nectar.

Sending a message back to its own control center for permission to submerge, the digits were ordered to fall back and make preparations for a more powerful weapon better suited for such an operation. The five digits obediently regrouped and proceeded to remove the mounds camouflage cover. Her pelvis, having defected to the enemy, readily cooperated by lifting the lover body and the thighs closed reluctantly but only temporarily to facilitate the removal.

Having completed its task, the digits received orders to uncover and prepare the missile for immediate deployment. Its cover was quickly unzipped and opened; revealing the one-eyed monster fully engorged and being loaded for firing. The protective cover was peeled back by the dexterous digits exposing the monstrous mushroom warhead. The dept charges for the coming underground exploration was brewing in two chambers below the fierce weapon. The digits now clamped on to the lethal missile, guiding it to the recently discovered well.

After aiming the throbbing warhead to the hot oozing well, the digits, their mission accomplished, traveled up to the soft hill it had originally conquered as a diversifying tactic, sedating the body for the brutal submersion of the warhead.

Words of true love and solemn promises were now exchanged though the seas. Her apprehension about his future intentions was temporarily extinguished by the euphoria of the moment. Central control was now totally disabled save only for the basic life support systems.

She now capitulated completely; setting aside all doubts and resistance as the warhead gently tested the rim of the well. Suddenly in one quick stroke, the warhead itself penetrated, ripping and bloodying the thin protective covering. Another powerful trust and the entire missile rammed deep into the well. There was a loud shriek in one side of the sea and a triumphant groan in the other. Her long fingernails dug into the perpetrators back, half in revenge and half in relief that the long feared ordeal had become history.

The missile now launched a piston movement, picking up speed like a steam locomotive departing a railway station, priming the dept charges. The seas parted, as the one side began a series of egotistical grunts, timed to the movements of the missile. The other side, gasping at first then with lips wide open, moaned like a mercenary wailing women at an Irish funeral, since that function was still directed by central control.

The grunts and the piston strokes slowly increased to a fever pitch, those strokes however began to be perceived by the receiver as being more of a battering ram. Doubts from central control began to introduce the realization that the mound had committed a treasonable act. All defenses were down however and the enemy invasion was now irrevocable.

That speed and the resulting friction of the missile now reached a critical stage where the pressure on the ammunition chamber relief valves below, rose to the bursting point. The explosive charge erupted in an unstoppable surge in three separate volleys; the recoil resonating throughout the enemy's body like a drug induced rush. The warhead ejected the charges deep into the well, propelling their contents, containing millions of little charges into the depths where they searched and competed for a medium with which only one could join and initiate a mutual replicating process.

The moans and wails slowly abated as the rush wore off and reality set in. Central control now slowly regained control of her entire body and then for spite commenced to flash images to her mind's eye again. This time she saw a bride in street clothes at city hall; her mother crying; her priest crossing him self and a cheap motel room with no blood on the off-white sheets.