Giving in to the urge, I grab her in a one-armed hug (causing an adorable little squeek). "Alright! and if those three give you any more trouble, you just come to me." She nods, smile still on her face.

The bitch trio will likely try to get revenge against me for earlier, but I'm not some insecure high-school girl anymore, and sabotaging my schoolwork won't bother me because my schoolwork won't affect my future.

They can't touch me.

TMI

(Автор: volantredx)

The big issue with running the city Lisa decided, was that there was always one more thing to do. At least weekly check ins with the others let her catch up with her friends. She usually saved Taylor's call for last. It meant she didn't have to rush through the call.

It took four rings before Taylor picked up the phone. That was strange. She normally was right on top of things.

"Mmm, yeah?" Taylor's voice was strained for some reason. Her power started to fire off ideas before Lisa clamped down hard. She felt the head ache start a few hours ago, if she was going to get through the rest of the day she needed to rest up.

"Hey Taylor it's me," The phones were untracible and by now it's not like any of them had secrets left to lose.

"Oh! Oh hey L-lisa what's up." Her voice was all over the place now.

"Just checking in, all good this week?"

"Huh, oh yeah we're ugh, all good. Nothing to worry about. I c-can talk more later."

"Later? Why not now? Is something the matter?"

"N-no. Nothings wrong. I just, I just was starting to, to...uhh."

It was right then that Lisa realized what was happening. Her embarrassment caused her power to flash back up.

One of Skitter's girls is with her. Skitter free to talk. She's on the receiving end. Started before my call. Girl kept going. Skitter close to cumming. Didn't want to stop for phone call.

"Oh God Taylor really?!?" Lisa did all she could to express her disgust at her friend's antics. Lisa never really got sex, and after getting her power it went from gross to vile. This? This she did not need to deal with.

"S-sorry I ugh it's just been ah a bit since I uh I had time to be with them. It's ah been so busy. I, I, I, hold on." Lisa could hear Taylor move the phone from her head. Distantly a low moan came over the speaker.

Skitter has climaxed.

Thank you power, Lisa grumbled in her mind. The head ache was coming back.

"Sorry, About that" Taylor's voice was lower now, but calmer. "Did you still need to talk?"

A muffled giggle on the other side followed Taylor's question. Lisa's power started to tell her where it was muffled but Lisa stomped that though into the dust.

"I think I've learned enough for today. Have a nice night Taylor. I'll come by and see you tomorrow. We'll get lunch."

"Ok, I'll see you then." The phone caught a brief gasp from Taylor before the line went dead. Lisa sighed. The things she put up with.

Taylor Hebert The Omni-Caster

(Автор: The Shadowmind)

This is what I woke up to on Christmas night. As I turned my head the transparent blue box followed, staying in the center of my vision.

My hand moved through the box, proving that the box wasn't solid. I couldn't think of much else to do in my sleepless haze, and pressed the button to see if the hallucination would continue or disappear.

Numerous more boxes popped up as the strange night continued on.

Taylor Hebert

Str 10

Dex 10

Con 10

Int 14

Wis 12

Cha 10

HP 10/10

MP 18/18

Stamina 10/10

Wait, wait I haven't finished choosing.

As I heard my own voice coming from within my head as the strange night did indeed continue on.

This is what I get for choosing complications first, Please hold on as we are experiencing technical difficulties.

As the voice in my head was talking, I had wandered over to the bathroom to see if the weirdness was being caused somehow by dehydration.

The same flat chested girl greeted me in the mirror as always. My bedhead of curly chocolate hair covered my face, as I brushed it back to keep it from falling into the cup of water I had just poured my self.

A tingling was felt in my chest, as the flannel pajamas I was wearing started to tent out slightly. Tugs were felt on my head as well, and my hair pulled itself as if I had spent hours brushing it.

Another blue box appeared in from of my. It wasn't reflected in the mirror.

* * *

That is all is did? You're still only about a full A-cup, maybe a small B. Oh well, at least it got converted to a skill, so we can grind it up so even Emma will be jealous of your curves eventually.

Having dreams where I had a more feminine figure were not anything new, but this was a new way to go about it. Maybe Kurt spiked the eggnog and forgot to tell Danny about it. I've never been drunk before, but I am not seeing why it is a desirable state.

Are you going to acknowledge my presents at all? Is this what an unappreciated unwoven coadjutor feels like? Fine then. I'm not giving you any powers until you say, "I'm Taylor Hebert and I am an ungrateful ass.

In the dream, I pulled the covers back over my head, and waited to go back to sleep.

* * *

Ch. 1: I cast Magic Missle Wardrobe.

The blue light of the morning sun streamed through the window in my eyes, waking me up. Wait, blue light?

The entirety of my vision was filled with the little blue boxes from the bizarre dream last night.

All of them were in the vein of having sex with someone. Armsmaster, Miss Militia, Dauntless, Glory Girl, Panacea, Shadow Stalker, head cheerleader of Arcadia, quarterback of Arcadia, Uber, Tattletale, Grue, Circus, Faultline, and so on.

"I don't know who most of these people even are."

That is why you have me to guide you.

"Okay, assuming this is real, why?"

Well as a disembodied voice in your head, I am kind of limited to the things I can do, you know, the whole not having a body thing. Making quests is something I apparently can do. Also you snore, loudly I might add.

"I'm not having sex with about around a third of the capes in Brockton Bay!"

Closer to a tenth really, and careful how loud you talk, you might wake Danny. Don't want him wandering in seeing you talk to yourself. Wonder if he would notice your two new improvements.

As the voice mentions them, my hands had wandered to my chests. My enlarged chest. The small mounts still were fully cupped by my hands, but the mounds were far more noticeable then the bug bites I had before. I shivered as a spike of pleasure from the sensation of the my hands rubbing against the nipples even through the cloth.

Okay, I don't think breasts are normally that sensitive, might just be a reaction to recent change, might not. Either way, we are going to want some padding in your bra, otherwise that might be a weakness in combat. Also, I apparently feel everything you do.

"What right did you have?"

You wanted curves. So I gave them to you. I might of asked if you weren't, you know, ignoring me? If you don't want it to change further then just not don't put experience points or ability points or whatever into the skill. I didn't design the system so we will have to figure that out together. So do you want them, or not?

"Little late now to ask if I want to change my chest or not, isn't it?"?"

Not the breasts, powers. I'll try to be more specific in the future. So in light of that, say "I am Taylor Hebert and I am an ungrateful ass."

"You mean powers like Alexandria or Panacea have?"

Can't do flight yet, and not the degree that Panacea has if she ever cuts loose. But healing is something I can do. Just say the phrase.

"I am Taylor Hebert and I am an ungrateful ass, there are you happy?"

The sound of a small bell chimed.

* * *

We only get one vestige and one soulmeld? What a ripoff. At least it is Naberius that dude is awesome. Start with the closet one, since I don't think any of your bras are going to fit now.

I don't know what I was supposed to do to use these apparent powers, and I tried to make the wardrobe appear.

"Abracadabra."

That didn't work. I tried just willing it to appear and—

A large wooden wardrobe appeared next to my bed without a sound. There wasn't a sound or a shimmering of light, there was just one moment air and suddenly a large hunk of furniture.

In the bottom drawer, were several bras and panties. All fairly lacy. The bras had slight padding which would make my chest look even larger. And, several stockings in white and black.

In the main sections of the wardrobe were ten skirts in various colors, each would be at least knee length, but not much further. Next to them were ten blouses, all were of fairly nice quality, but with a lower neckline than anything I would of normally wore.

You had an okay body even before the change, you just need someone to be a fashion consultant.

Good Idea At The Time

(Автор: volantredx)

There were some days that Victoria Dallon wished she never got out of bed. Between the latest shit with Dean and the last few days of school today was shaping up to be one of those days. After changing into her Alexandria themed PJs she all but collapsed into bed. Sighing she slid a hand under her pillow. Then her fingers brushed against something soft. Pulling it out it was a pair of panties. At first she was shocked she was that messy, but after a moment's inspection she realized that the pair wasn't one she ever wore.

"Amy," she grumbled. Getting up she marched down the hall to her sister's room. After she knocked on the door she could hear rustling from inside the room. Pulling open the door her sister blinked for a moment then blushed.

"Vicky, what-erm-what's up?" God the poor girl sounded like an middle schooler with a crush.

"You forgot something," Vicky said holding up the panties with a finger. Amy snatched them away and threw them into the room.

"Oh god, I-I thought I got everything. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have gone into your room like that I just...just" She started taking fast breaths her eyes started t fill with tears.

"Amy this has got to stop."

"I know, ok. You don't know what it's like." She was shouting now, tears falling freely. "I got to be around you all day and I can't help myself I try and try but I can't stop. I need you Vicky. Don't you get that?"

Vicky knew this wasn't Amy's fault. The way capes would fixate on people, it could get a lot worse than Amy being in her room all the time. Still the poor girl would go mad like this. She needed some sort of relief. Then it hit her. It was stupid and there were so many ways it could go wrong but right now Vicky couldn't say it was worse than nothing. Sliding past her sister she sat on her bed.

"Alright listen, I want to help, but we got to do it on my terms." She hooked her thumbs into the waist band of her PJ pants. "I help you work off your issues once a day, and when I say so. In exchange you got to stop sneaking into my room. No more taking my underwear and no more peaking when I change. Got it?"

Amy nodded mutely, seemingly in a trance.

"Good, in that case..." She pulled her bottoms down to reveal her bare pussy to Amy "Dig in."

"Y-you mean it?" The disbelief was warring with the lust on Amy's face.

"Yeah, for tonight we'll keep things simple. After...well you gotta run everything by me first but if I ok it we'll try it out."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you." Amy sank to her knees and crawled her way over to her sister's waiting slit. Victoria had to admit, that was pretty hot. "I don't deserve you," Amy muttered into Vicky's thigh.

Victoria could only moan as her sister began to eat her pussy like a mad woman. As the pleasure coursed through her body Vicky reflected that she had had worse ideas.

The Stray Kitty

(Автор: DoggySoup)

Day 1.

Imp sat there on the chair, the familiar demon mask over her face as she looked down on me. She wagged a finger and clicked her tongue as she looked at the small letter that was taped onto my back. She hadn't even began reading it yet and I didn't want her to. All I wanted was to strangle that god damn brat for making me want to rub myself against Imp's legs and purr all day.

"Honestly, I told you not to mess with them, now look what happens."

"Mew." Shut up.

"Mew? That's it?"

I tried to get up but another rule kicked in and I simply began to groom myself, licking my hands.

"Mew. Me-ow." Fuck you.

Imp sighed.

"Shit," she leaned back in the chair. "Flor's actually away for the week, so I guess you'll be stuck like this until she comes back."

She took off her mask and put it on the desk.

"I should take a video. You'd never show your face in town again."

I wanted to swear. Instead, thanks to Flor's bullshit powers, I purred seductively. Aisha snorted and crossed her legs as she unfolded the letter and gave me a glance. I was just stuck there, sitting on all fours facing her with the dumbest and droopiest grins imaginable.

"Let's read this, shall we?"

"Meow." Whatever.

"Dear Imp," she coughed a couple times for exaggeration. "I've picked up a stray cat. Can we keep her? I know how you liked to be close to our bro so I was thinking that if you had a pet Shadow Stalker you'd feel close. She's well trained."

I purred again as Aisha scrunched up the paper and motioned to toss it at the waste paper basket, but stopped short.

"Fetch?"

I perked up and assumed a humiliating pose that was reminiscent of an eager dog rather than a cat. Aisha threw it and I ran over, picked up the letter and crawled back on my all fours. I plopped the paper into her hands and took satisfaction in her not liking getting my saliva on her.

"Ugh, might buy you an actual toy," she said.

"Mew." Don't.

* * *

Day 2.

Aisha leaned back in the recliner and I followed behind, still unable to get up. It wasn't the crawling that bugged me, it was the fact I had to sway my hips. It was the fact I couldn't speak, or use my hands for anything at all. I couldn't even put clothes on.

She thought it was funny, seeing me look confused as my outfit stared right at me before I tried and managed to scratch my ear with my foot.