Matt walked back to his bedroom.Brian Desoto could sort out his own problems.Matt was tired,he wanted
to sleep.He put on his blue pajamas,then pulled down his pants so he could admire his new dick.
He didn't notice that the wand was sparking and casting off a blue light.There was a sputtering and
crackling in the air,as if some wires had crossed and were short circuiting.On his night stand rested the
latest novel Matt had been reading 20000 Leagues Under The Sea by Jules Verne.Matt yawned and
placed the wand on top of the book.Suddenly there was a loud crackling noise and a blue glow surrounded
the room.When the light died away,Matt the wand ,the book and the nightstand had vanished.
1867
The Nautilus was a submarine filled with women.It had all begun after Captain Nemo and his crew
had managed to escape from the whirlpool.They had limped back to the mediterranean ,to friendlier and
warmer waters.The sub's electropiles were depleted,and they would need new supplies of coal,sulphuric acid
and lead to replenish them before they could resume their war against war.To purchase supplies they would
need gold and they headed straight to the lost city of Atlantis,where they knew treasures were stacked in
abundance.Whilst walking on the sea bottom they came upon a ruined temple and entered it.Unknownst to
them it was dedicated to the Mother Goddess Mithras,and they desecrated it by removing a medallion they
found hanging around the statues neck.Captain Nemo had barely exited the temple and was heading back to
his sub when the itching and tingling sensations began.But when your a 1000 feet down,you attrbute it to the
bends.He got aboard the sub and first noticed that the hand helping him aboard had taken on a feminine
appearance.It was when he pulled off the hard hat and luxerious tresses of golden black hair fell down to
his waist that he really got worried.When he had trouble pulling off the diving suit over the two soft
mounds on his chest and felt a tightness from his diving pants caused by his expanding belly and hips
he uttered a involuntary feminine shriek.Within the hour everybody aboard the sub had been transformed into a
pregnant mother to be.When Mithra put her mind to it,she was thorough.
This had given everybody something else to do than make war,and over the next six months the Nautilus
had served as a underwater maternity ward.When someone dug up an old yankee newspaper with a story
which claimed Jefferson Davies had been caught wearing petticoats,the Lost Cause got a more sympathetic
hearing from Captain Nemo and her crew.They had raised the Confederate flag from the periscope and
played Dixie over the ships vocal apparatus system.They painted the sub in confederate grey and were still
debating whether to start sinking yankee warships or find some more motherly way of promoting the
Confederacy.Perhaps a underwater kingdom.They certainly had the means and the will.
Captain Nemo was relaxing.She had undone the snaps on her corset and her daughter was hungrily
feeding on one of her mothers nipples.The older women were playing bridge in the lounge deep within and
others strolled the decks with their parasols.The cabin girls had put on their swimming trunks and were
splashing and swimming in the calm waters to the port side of the Nautilus.The lookouts had reported
no sightings of any whaleboats or any other sign of trouble.Captain Nemo prepared to walk down the
hatchway and back to her cabin.She needed more room to store her dressed and toiletries,and though she'd
put it off for a year,she'd decided to throw away her old mens clothing.They'd had to retailor the diving
suits to fit their new feminine forms,but her old uniform and pants weren't worth the bother.It was cheaper
to just visit an old shipwreck and salvage another chest of gold.
Captain Nemo was halfway into the hatch when the area was lit up by a flash of bright bluish light.She was
momentarily blinded,but when she recovered her first action was to refasten her corset and head back onto
the deck,with a hungry crying Julie in tow.The cabin girls were screaming and paddling frantically in the
water,trying to hide their modesty from the stranger.He stood there,a large cannonball sized sac between
his legs and a long two foot shaft p5roudly erect.He was dressed in a weird blue outfit she could not place
and his pants were down.Captain Nemo thought to herself"it's a damn yankee spy,and a queer one at that"
One of the crew rushed up to the intruder and pulled a derringer from out of her cleavage.
Matt looked up from his dick and into the business end of a small pistol.He could feel the
throbbing of the iron deck beneath his socked feet and could feel his shaft begin to throb in rhythm
with the submarines engines.He could feel another one coming on.His horny thoughts were interupted
by the pistol wielders next words said in a decidedly southern drawl"spread down on the deck you
damn yankee,before i put a ball in your brains"
All the ladies were marching up to their sister.One of them pointed out to the want,book and nightstand
floating in the water right beside the deck.Magazines were starting to float out of the partially submerged
piece of furniture and the cabin girls splashed about retrieving the stuff.
Slowly Matt tried to rest down flat on the deck,but as his sac contacted the deck he could feel that
throbbing again.God,this felt good!