The Gross Goddess

Anyone simply looking at Meredith Harrison would never have guessed that she felt very unsatisfied and badly done to by life.

How could she? The statuesque junior was the queen bee in her college's social circles. She decided who was in, who was out, what was hot, what was not. People would do anything for a word from her, even though most of the time it was some variant of "Fuck off". But that was better than her usual icy glare at people she considered beneath her. (It must here be noted that she considered everyone beneath her, some were simply less so than others.)

Her social standing was enhanced by her family's extravagant wealth, which they lavished on her without restraint, and which among many other things bought her the custom-tailored clothes she wore to show off her ludicrously attractive body. Her brunette mane flowed rich and thick to her gigantic, firm ass. Her low-cut tops showed off well over a foot of completely natural cleavage. Her natural 7'3" stature was brought to an even eight feet by specially-crafted heels that somehow helped her balance. She'd never been to the gym in her life and yet she had a trim, toned, well-muscled figure that never changed whatever she ate. And her smile--on those rare occasions she deigned to display it--might have been described by some as being able to turn gay guys straight and straight girls gay.

But Meredith Harrison was quite unsatisfied with her life, because what Meredith Harrison truly wanted, she could not have. Not, at least, without promptly being arrested and sent to jail on charges that even her doting family wouldn't spend money to defend her on.

Meredith wanted to be gross. She wanted to be disgusting. She wanted to treat the world like it was her own personal sewer and defile it, then make other people clean it up so she could desecrate it all over again.

And she knew that would never, ever happen, so she contented herself as best she could by dictating the lives of others and deciding who got to be popular and who not, all the while wishing she could simply fling any of them to the ground, sit on their face, and dump a huge load of literal shit in their mouth.

The morning when Meredith became happy did not, to anyone else, seem like anything special. In some places, the sun was shining. In others, it was overcast. In yet others, it was raining torrentially. And, of course, in some places, it was the middle of the night and almost everyone was asleep.

How it happened is not especially relevant. Perhaps the metaphorical stars aligned. Perhaps Meredith's body suddenly became perfectly in tune with the universe. Perhaps Meredith was, in private, an expert hacker who broke into the fundamentals of reality itself. Perhaps a healing ray invented by aliens to cure some form of their analogue of cancer misfired, the beam traveled across the universe and impacted a human--a member of a species wholly different in physiology and even chemical composition from the aliens who invented the ray--causing unforeseeable consequences. Any of these explanations might have been the case. But what is important is what they caused.

Meredith Harrison woke up one morning with the absolute, certain knowledge that she was utterly, completely, irrevocably, unchallengeably omnipotent. (Knowing this, the reader might wonder whether her life prior to this was in fact always the case or if she had changed her own past to make it so. The reader might also wonder whether this is relevant given that truth is what Meredith decides it is.)

What is important, therefore, is what Meredith did with her new powers. That she would live out her fantasies, she had no doubt. She was the unstoppable and the immovable object. She could not be deterred or prevented from doing as she pleased, and she would face no consequences for it. In an instant, the fundamental nature of existence changed: all that mattered henceforth was what Meredith wished, what Meredith desired. She had given little regard to what others thought prior to her ascension; afterward, she gave it none at all.

Meredith Harrison had always been gross. Meredith Harrison had become a goddess. And everyone else would have to come to terms with their lives being dictated by a gross goddess.