Miss Militia: "Since Armsmaster had done a terrific job in recruiting new Wards that didn't resulted in mass genocide or public indecency. I, Miss Militia, shall welcome you to the Ward!"

Weaver: "Holy crap this place looks nice and is not covered in cum everywhere!!!"

Shadow Stalker: "Taylor?"

Weaver: "Holy crap, someone I know is here! Hey, Sophia, how's going?"

Shadow Stalker: "...Miss Militia, can I still take that position in Madison containment base?"

Miss Militia: "Nope, you can't recommend yourself there, You know, M/S protocol and such."

Shadow Stalker: "...I'm fucked, am I?"

And then they really fucked.

Always The Quiet Ones

(Автор: The Shadowmind)

Sophia woke groggily in the dimly lit room. As she turned her head, the concrete walls entered her vision. When she attempted to adjust positions, the cold steel clasps rubbed agaisnt her limbs. Shifting into her shadow state, Shadow Stalker tried once again to slip pass the bonds attached to the slab that she was strapped to.

A scream rang out of Sophia's mouth as she found out that bindings were electrified. Pain filled her limbs and her vision clouded as she realized that who ever was her tormentor knew her weakness.

As Sophia's vision returned she saw the the brunette hair. The wide mouthed smirk.

"Ah Sophia, I see that you are finally awake."

"Madison, what the fuck is going on here."

"You and Emma kept so many secrets from me. That is all going to change now. I'll be in charge now."

"Let me go, you bitch," spat Shadow Stalker.

Madison approached a table filled with vials and medical equipment and picked up a jet injector and a contained of black liquid. The petite girl then loaded the liquid into the injector and walked back towards Sophia.

"For some reason my power needs a parahuman to make pokegirl that isn't a normal-type. Which is where Taylor, and now you come in. Taylor counted as a bug-type, and now you a dark-type. "

As Sophia screams profanity at the tinker, Madison placed the injector onto the black girl's shoulder and with a puff of air the liquid entered her body.

"Sleepy time little Sophie. When the potion has done its work, I'll wake and tame my new Fearleader. Emma and Taylor will get to meet their new sister."

It Is Always The Cute Ones.

A Girl And Her Symbiote

(Автор: The Shadowmind)

My first night out wasn't supposed to go like this. I didn't know what I had expected. Stop some crimes or help some. Just do something to prove that I am worth something to someone.

It an alley by the docks is where it spotted me. Even in the dark the silvery black creature was visible. Like a puddle of water the creature flowed around the the garbage can. The metal of it disappeared as it sunk beneath the waves of the liquid creature.

As it oozed along the metal bin, I could see from the dim street lights that parts of garbage can were simply gone. As I started to back away the living wave turned towards me. My feet were already in motion as the slime bunched up. Like a spring the creature launched itself at me.

The concrete sidewalk was a uncomfortable landing. The silk of the costume was being rapid dissolved as the slime started to cover my form. The shiny black substance was surprisingly warm to the touch. The gunk quickly spread into my mouth, cutting off my yells for help. Down the throat it flowed.

Further along the the substance crept, till there I was fully covered. There was nothing but darkness. It was still for a moment, then intense pain as millions of tiny needles pieced the skin. Deeper and deeper they pierced as the ooze pull tighter. I couldn't even scream, as it had blocked my throat.

Seconds, minutes, or hours. Time was simply agony.

Suddenly the pain stopped. I pushed agaisnt the sidewalk as I stumbled onto my feet. I could seen the sheen of the substance traced along my hand.

My entire body was still covered in the liquid monster.

Then I heard a voice in my head that wasn't my own.

'Taylor'

"Who are you?" came my studded reply.

'I don't know. All I remember was hunger. Mindless hunger until a glowing star appeared before me.'

"How do you know my name?"

'Your memories, I see all of them. I''m sorry for attacking you, I wasn't in control of myself them.'

Taylor's Bicycle Shorts

(Автор: JackKent)

Taylor had made enemies kneel before her, but never friends. And never between her legs.

Everett squatted on the carpeting, clad only in mesh shorts and a thin white t-shirt pasted to his muscles by sweat. The sight made the small of Taylor's back tingle — in a good way, for once. Everett had pried apart her knees with a tap of his finger, but even with her gawky height there hadn't been enough 'leg room' when Everett scooted forward. Now, she shifted uncomfortably. Taylor sat at an awkward angle, slumming on the low-rising sofa to give her ostensible team leader more room, a pair of pillows stuffed underneath her back for support.

Lurid bruises molted Taylor's legs: greens, yellows, purples. Spidersilk only softened blows, and she lived an energetic life. Everett kissed one of the worst bruises. As his lips lingered over the skin, his fingers massaged the back of her battered calf. It hurt, a little. His hot breath ghosted across her skin.

We should turn the lights off, Taylor wanted to say.

She had always done this sort of thing in the dark.

Flicking a light switch was one of the first tricks she had learned to do with her bugs, but it was the middle of the afternoon. Even if she shut the drapes in the next room the gloom would still be —

The feel of Everett's teeth biting softly into her knee drew Taylor out of her thoughts, but she didn't suck in her breath due to any pain. Their eyes met.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," she... lied, maybe.

"We can stop."

"No."

"Okay."

They stayed still for a little while, staring at one another. It wasn't a demanding look on his part. Everett's hands stayed motionless, his chin propped up on her knee. Only the gentle exhalations of his moist breath played across her bare skin. She felt keyed up for a fight. The tightness in her muscles wouldn't unwind. But her nipples ached too.

"You got a condom?" she blurted, hoping for a 'no'.

It wasn't likely, after all. They had come upstairs from a sparring session still dressed in their workout clothes.

"No." The tension in her shoulders eased a little. "But I still really want to taste you on my tongue."

Taylor exhaled sharply. Pulling herself back onto the couch, she locked her legs together. Everett stayed on the floor where he was. Even in the low-lighting, it wasn't possible to miss the sizable lump in his dark mesh short. No practical joke on the newbie this time.

Everett held his palms up. "I'm not asking for you to, uh, return the favor. I know most girls don't go for that sort of thing. I just like giving head."

Taylor, heart racing, felt a blush heat her cheeks. The thought hadn't even occurred to her that things were going that way. She'd had fantasies, sure, but those had fizzled out a long time ago. She hadn't much been interested in boys until high school, and by that point she was socially radioactive. After she got her powers there had been too much to do. Even with Brian, ugly reality had its way of intruding into every facet of their time together. They had only been together-together four times. They hadn't ever explored each other.

She gestured vaguely to her crotch. "I'm not, uh..."

Please don't make me finish that sentence.

Everett smiled. "That's not really a problem for me."

Taylor said nothing.

"But I'm sensing it is for you." He nibbled on his lip. "You know... there's still a lot you can do through clothes."

"Really?" she heard herself say.

"Yeah."

Throat dry, Taylor Hebert picked one foot off the floor. She hooked her ankle onto Everett's shoulder. She spread her other knee wide, opening a pathway for him. "Prove it."

Determination set on his face, Everett leaned forward, hands going to her toned thighs, lips pressing against her bicycle shorts.

Taylor closed her eyes and didn't much worry about her looks for a while.

Madison's Journal

(Автор: Helpless Kitten)

"The helpless girl writhed in her steel coffin, trying to escape the oppressive smell of blood and offal. Desperately she prayed.

"'Anyone!' She thought, 'Please, Anyone! I'll do anything, just get me out of this hell!'

"She didn't dare open her mouth for fear of tasting the noxious odor, but that did not mean her prayers were unheard.

"Far above, at the edge of the sky, the Queen of Birds stirred. With baleful intent, the Simurgh began her descent. The heroes of the world, complacent in the belief that the dreaded Ziz would not move again so soon, were unable to mount a resistance. And so, she was unimpeded on her b-line to Winslow High.

"Students and teachers alike screamed and ran before the oncoming catastrophe. Walls were torn to shreds on her inexorable flight until she came to a stop at one, filth filled locker.

"'H-hello?' The young girl called out meekly. 'Is anyone there? Please! I'll do any-'

"The girl was cut off by the sound of her metal prison being torn asunder. But her stark relief was cut short, replaced by a terrible dread at the sight of her fell savior. She had prayed for an angel but only Ziz replied. Cowed before the fearful titan, the pathetic wisp of a girl could only beg and weep.

"Uncaring of the filth that stained the waif, Ziz reached down to gently caress the tear stricken face and delicately laid a full kiss on the girl's lips. Surprised, Taylor could not resist the gentle probing of the Simurgh's tongue.

"'It's the Simurgh, but this feels so...' Taylor pushed away from the false angel. Disgusted with herself and frightened, she tried to scramble away, but the Endbringer held her tightly in a telekinetic grip. Force swirled around the girl, tearing the clothes and filth from her body.

"Alabaster fingers darted along the nude girl's form, exploring every crook and curve Taylor's body had to offer. With the kind of skill available only to one with knowledge of another's thoughts, Ziz carefully worked her captive to her first orgasm.

"'I said I would do anything for anyone, but this?' Taylor asked, hardly able to comprehend what was happening to her. Above the ruins of the school, news choppers began to circle like buzzards and she knew her first time cumming had been caught on tape. Ziz, however, gave her more to worry about than mere humiliation.

"The Simurgh's smallest finger was still the size of Taylor's forearm and was positioned at her virginal entrance. The moment she understood what was about to happen, Ziz pushed up and Taylor was a virgin no more.

"She screamed at the size of the foreign intrusion to her body. Ziz shoved deeper and Taylor stretched to her limit. Sure that she would break under the strain that the inhuman monster was putting on her, Taylor looked down to see the outline of Ziz's finger pushing up from beneath her abdomen. Ziz twitched gently, sending Taylor into a screaming orgasm that put the first to shame.

"With a wet squelch, Taylor popped off the Simurgh's finger. With great care, the Endbringer lowered the panting girl to the floor and-"

"What the fuck are you doing with my writing journal?!" Madison screamed at Emma.

"Really, Mads?" Sophia drawled. "You write porn about Taylor and the fuck mothering Simurgh and that's the first thing you say, not 'Please, don't hate me for being a traitor to humanity'?"

Madison blushed. "At least I don't start high beaming every time I push the geek around. Wear a god damn bra, bitch!"

"She has a point." Emma interjected while shamelessly paging through Madison's smut journal. "If you don't want the E88 goons to target you for being the butch black lesbian that picks on the scrawny white girl, you should probably hide your nipple boners."

"First; Fucking ew! Don't call it that! Second; Fuck both of you." Sophia retorted.

Emma smiled as Madison tried to retrieve her filthy, filthy smut but could not reach it while It was held it just above her reach. "Hun, I love you but you're not my type. I, theoretically, like dick."

"Give it back, you slut biscuit!" Madison commanded.

"Not on your life! This shit is gold!" Emma paused as she reread a section. "Did you write a story about Taylor domming Sophia?"

Madison and Sophia blushed even harder.

Mad, Mad Love

(Автор: wasntme)

Since nobody volunteered to my request to check my writing before I post it I'm going to do it without it. So here comes chapter one of my Madbeat/Taylor idea.

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Part 1

"Oh! My hero!" Swooned the girl in his muscular arms, clinging tight to his chest, as he used his power to climb up the walls of a building. He vaulted over the edge and and set her down on the roof.

"I guess they don't be bothering you know, but just to be safe I can escort you home, if you wish." he said, trying to not stammer and be as heroic as possible in the gorgeous girl's presence. He forced himself not to stare as he took her looks in, her dark, rich curly hair was slightly messed up from the wind up here on the roof, and it's colour contrasted beautifully with her pale skin. As did her dark eyebrows, green eyes and her deep red lipstick on her soft kissable lips. Her hair continued to flow down in waves ending right below her shoulder blades except the few locks of hair that had fallen on her white blouse and her generous cleavage, which left the very top of her lacy black bra visible. Her assemble continued downward with a black pencil miniskirt, with black stockings going all the way up her long legs and a pair of stilettos on her feet. All she needed was a pair of glasses and she had the hot librarian look down to a t.

"Oh, thank you, you are a true hero," she fidgeted with her thick rimmed glasses."but however could I repay you?" she pouted. Then she started trailing her fingers down on his chest seductively.

"You don't need to, but ... ahm if you want, I have a few ideas." Then, with a thunder the rain started pouring, making them soaking wet and the girl's blouse see through.

"So do I." she answered with a wicked grin and pushed him with one arm, somehow making him fall down. She wasted no time getting on top of him and kissing him wildly.

"These wet clothes are getting in the way. Lets get rid of them, shall we?" she asked teasingly, and he could only nod in response. It was awkward getting out of his spandex on the floor, but somehow he managed to do it fast. Meanwhile the girl was down to her shoes and her lingerie, which in her case apparently meant her bra, her stockings, and a garter belt, as she was without her panties. Her pussy was already wet and not just from the rain. The last piece of clothing to leave his body was his boxers. Slowly she made a trail of kisses on his body towards his nether region. The only thing he was capable of doing was to just lie there and grunt, his mind has somehow lost the ability to form coherent thoughts. However the cruel woman that drove him to this state didn't stop, she sent a sultry smile his way as she reached his erect member and started licking and sucking at the base. Then she begun trailing her tongue up and down on it.