It took 40 days for Tuxedo Sam and I to cross the great burning desert. I
was half crazy with thirst, but Tuxedo Sam was eternally cool. At last we
reached the Great Palace, a riot of red and grey stone intricately carved
20,000 years ago, the spires reaching to the sky. I hesitantly knocked on the
5 story high mahogany door. A voice inside droned, "Who seeks entrance?"
"A humble pilgrim," I said.
"And Tuxedo Sam," added the spiffy one.
A thunderclap struck. I was suddenly whisked a great distance... I couldn't
tell if it was up or down. As soon as my eyes could focus, I found myself next
to Tuxedo Sam in an enormous domed room surrounded by great towering round
columns, all of black marble.
In front of me was a sight that made every follicle of my hair stand on
end, a sight simultaneously by far the most beautiful and the most repulsive I
had ever seen. There, on a giant golden throne, was HELLO KITTY herself!!
Despite the chill air of the marble hall, I broke into an uncontrollable sweat
as I fell to my knees and bowed down. I was unable to take my eyes off her.
HELLO KITTY looked different here in her throne room than the images of her I
had seen before. She was huge. Her red hair ribbon had been replaced by a
bejewelled crown. Her great mouthless head seemed larger, rounder, and more
brilliant than the sun. HELLO KITTY had an uncountable number of arms. The
mitten-like paws of some held swords, others bowls of blood, others fistfuls
of dollars, yen, pesos and deutschemarks. I could not count the number of
rapidly writhing short stubby arms which seemed to exist in many more than 3
dimensions. HELLO KITTY wore a necklace of skulls of humans, animals, and
Disney characters. Something in the pit of my stomach told me that one of
those skulls was my own. Other than this gory jewellery, HELLO KITTY wore
nothing from neck to waist, and the sight of her 3 pair of impossibly round
feline teats would have immediately impelled me to rush forward to grab and
suckle had I not been paralyzed with fear. I had never felt so alive
before...and yet at the same time, never so close to, so intimate with, death.
As HELLO KITTY uncrossed and recrossed her shapely legs beneath her silk skirt
I got a view that made Sharon Stone look like a man in comparison. I
immediately went more rigid than I thought possible as I ejaculated blood.
"Hello, Hello Kitty", said Tuxedo Sam.
A voice answered back, louder than a thousand rock concerts, with words
which seemed to stretch from pole to pole, from the lowest hell to the highest
heaven: "I AM HELLO KITTY, DESTROYER OF WORLDS!"
...I don't remember any of what happened for over a year after that. But I
have never, not for a second, stopped thinking about HELLO KITTY since.23