Taylor was fast enough to slam her pillow over her head as her body convulsed with the strongest orgasm she had experienced all day, the pillow managing to muffle the loud, ecstatic scream that tore past her lips as the first contractions began to roll through her as waves of electric pleasure that were the complete opposite of what Taylor had learned typically resulted of childbirth; pain, lots of it.
'Well, I have to be motivated to use this, right?' Taylor thought as her body shook from another contraction as she felt her cervix and vagina both steadily forcing themselves wider and wider by the minute while she could do nothing but gasp and try to stop herself from writhing too much as her vagina's forceful contractions continued.
Guided by instinct, Taylor felt the first drone's head begin to press against her widened cervix and carefully began to push, encouraged by the increasing pleasure that was began to build like a penetrating warmth as Taylor tried to remain calm enough to focus on the task of pushing out her drone.
'I think...oh fuck...think that's what's called the Ring Of Fire if I remember that bit of research for biology class. Something about pa-aiiieee!' Taylor's thoughts were shattered as the head of the drone pushed through her cervix and she began forcing out the shoulders, somehow experiencing pleasure to an intensity that it flipped over to agony at the same time as tears leaked from her eyes.
As her body pushed the shoulders out, Taylor felt a rolling orgasm take control of her muscles as she felt a large shape slide through her birth canal before the head and shoulders began forcing her pussy lips open, a second orgasm ripping through and forcing her vagina to push out the drone fully with a slick, wet noise that she couldn't quite put a name to as her pussy spasmed.
Through the link, Taylor began to carefully move the baby-shaped drone as it began to immediately mature; clumsy crawling slowly made way for slow, careful movements until Taylor felt that the drone's balance was sure enough to stand unsteadily on her feet as she continued growing taller and more mature.
Even as her first 'child' rapidly grew into a teenager, Taylor's body was still working as the teenager shuddered at the sensations caused by the drone's twin being forced past her cervix and into her birth canal. As the second massive orgasm took control and began pushing the child down, Taylor could only suck in shuddering, gasping breaths as sweat ran down her tanned skin, tears dripping from her eyes at the intense mixture of agony and pleasure she was enduring.
Finally, with a forceful push, Taylor birthed the second drone and lay there gasping even as her mind took control and began moving the rapidly maturing child towards her while the first twin carefully lay down to let Taylor inspect her through tear-blurred eyes, her huge tits shifting with every heaving breath taken.
"Beautiful," Taylor whispered as she took in the drone's face and features, before making it rise so she could inspect the rest of the body, plunging a pair of fingers into a virgin pussy, prompting a shudder from both Taylor and the drone as she felt the sensation in stereo. The realization caused Taylor to blink as she realized that it wasn't just sensations as well; she was actually seeing through the drone's eyes, controlling it as easily as her own body.
Seconds later, another viewpoint made itself known in Taylor's mind as the second drone was crawled up and Taylor gave it the same inspection, plunging a pair of fingers into the drone's pussy and feeling it clench on both ends of the connection. Removing her fingers and licking both hands clean, Taylor let out a pleased sigh as she basked in the afterglow of the incredible experience.
A sharp pain however drew her attention and Taylor carefully sat up to take a look as she muttered under her breath, "Must have torn something while giving birth. Hope that rejuvenation power is up to it." Looking down at her abused pussy and feeling it return to its previous virginal tightness, Taylor blinked at seeing the blood on her sheets, "Oh, right."
It was a somewhat embarrassing realization; the contractions along with the birth hadn't just torn her hymen, the activity had completely destroyed it and while the damage was being healed there was a lot of blood mixed with other fluids but it wasn't the only thing Taylor noticed. What she had noticed was the lack of umbilical cords and placenta, which was something of a relief since it would be difficult to conceal and dispose of those.
"Okay, that definitely is an advantage," Taylor muttered as she watched her stomach shrink until her trim, defined six-pack had returned once more and apart from the sweat, blood, and amniotic fluid, everything looked completely normal as Taylor flopped back onto the back before one of the drones shifted, obeying mental commands like a good puppet, and with a pair of fingers spreading her pussy it began grinding against one of Taylor massive tits.
Moaning quietly as she felt her hard nipple get caressed by the pussy grinding against it, Taylor quietly directed the second to do the same as she looked at the clock on her bedside table. Ten minutes. It had taken only ten minutes for the pair to be born and mature into drop dead gorgeous adults as Taylor bit her lip, feeling the two vaginas begin to pulse around her nipples.
A mental direction, and the healer drone laid a hand on Taylor's body, feeding her information about her recovery from the birth. True to what the letter had said, there was no internal scarring or stretched skin to leave marks. Her body was as pristine as the moment she started. Smiling, Taylor directed the hand to her eyes and in a flash of pale green light, fixed up her eyes.
"I can always wear fake glasses, cute ones." Taylor murmured before she began tweaking the nipples of the two drones, her seamless control over them causing her shuddering gasp to be voiced by the pair instead of her. As she played with the two, Taylor considered taking another step and pushed her control further.
"Te...test...Test, test. One, two, threeeee..." The healer drone moaned quietly, her voice soft and musical.
"S-somehow I wasn't expecting this," The item creating and Tinker drone also spoke, voice deep and husky. Three sets of eyes regarded each other, all controlled by the same mind.
"I don't even need that much practice, do I?" All three spoke at once before Taylor giggled.
"Okay, this is confusing, I can't think of the myself as Taylor when speaking with the drones." Ironically, it was the healer drone that said this even though Taylor nodded.
"Yeah, definitely need names for these two so I can tell them apart." Looking at the Tinker drone, Taylor nodded, "I'll name you Ann." Then she looked at the Healer drone, "And you'll be Rose." It was a relatively simple solution, using both a contraction of her mother's first name and then her middle name, but Taylor considered it a fair compensation for the unintended consequence her decision had created with her deceased parent.
Tracing a hand in the air under Taylor's watchful eyes, the Tinker drone quickly created a set of clothes and costumes for both; dark red with blue accents, and unmarked with any insignia to show allegiance for now, Taylor considered the best path to take for her future cape career as a Master. Outright villainy was discarded, and considering the nature of the power she used to create her artificial capes then joining the Protectorate and their Wards was not going to go well as she had realized before.
Independent vigilantism, that would have to be the way to go. 'Making capes with powers suitable for being Rogues would also help bring in cash for me and Dad as well,' Taylor thought as she orgasmed in time with her two drones, all while mentally preparing to construct her next cape, an actual field cape. But that raised another question, who would she hit first to start taking money from to pay Thorn and his mysterious Head Office, and how would she do it?
It would be a male cape, Taylor decided, not just for the imagery but also because she was so incredibly horny right now that Taylor needed something plugging her pussy right at that very moment. But from there her deliberations were slower; she could make a black cape that could beat down the Empire 88, maybe some Asian stereotype cape to hit the ABB, or maybe some kind of street-fighter to bring down the Merchants. For the first time in...well, ever, Taylor was glad for the wide selection of targets she could choose from.
There was also a mysterious crime lord called Coil, but without any solid information on what his assets were like, Taylor decided to leave him alone for now. After another few minutes of orgasms and deep thought, during which Taylor picked out the powers she wanted for her first male cape, she decided that the Empire 88 could do with some ironic humiliation as she crafted a muscular slab of light-skinned, blonde-haired and blue-eyed beefcake.
This time, she was ready for the electric surge of pleasure, and before Taylor's eyes the entire process started again as her belly began to swell and surge upwards in a pulsing dome as her powers registered the connection to the new drone gestating inside her womb and through the pleasure, Taylor simply indulged in the feeling of having a life, of sorts, growing inside her.
When her water burst for a second time, Taylor managed to avoid making any noise as the contractions rippled through her vagina while the two drones quickly extricated themselves from her and stood to the side, any animation they had under Taylor's control now replaced with a neutral, blank expression as they stared down at Taylor, acting now as helpers ready for any complications that could arise.
With a slight bit of experience now, Taylor was able to get a feel for when to start pushing as the drone pressed against her widened cervix and she began forcing it out. Inhaling deeply, Taylor flicked on her Control power, checking to see if her Dad had been disturbed by her activities. She let out a sigh of relief at the report that he was fast asleep and pushed harder to force the shoulders out and let the rest of the body slither into her birth canal.
After that, it was simply a matter of working with the two massive orgasms pushing the drone out out her vagina onto her soaked sheets with another slick, wet noise. This time, Taylor gathered the quickly maturing drone into her arms and inspected it as her control over it firmed and she opened its eyes to regard her with its own blue ones.
Smiling, Taylor sat up and began posing and flexing her newborn male drone, noting with particularly lustful gaze the rapidly growing penis on the new drone. After several more impatient minutes, a fully-grown male drone was now kneeling on the liquid-stained bed in front of Taylor as animation returned to the female drones as well.
Taylor in the meantime, was on her knees and getting ready to put the drone to work as her control over it came in fully and she immediately made its dick stand erect. Just going straight into sex was tempting, but Taylor felt that she should try at least one other important aspect to sex, and that was giving a blowjob.
The only real problem was the renewed virgin nervousness at what she would be doing, "Okay Taylor, you can do this. You just have to start slow, like this..." Lowering her head, Taylor tentatively licked the twitching penis.
'Okay, that wasn't too bad, so then I just...'
Slowly, clumsily, Taylor began working through her first blowjob. That she was doing it with a biological drone she had given birth to minutes previously wasn't really an issue for her. In fact, it helped her relax since she wasn't doing this with a random stranger; for all that her new body and instincts had improved her self-confidence, Taylor was not just going to walk up to someone to have a one-night stand.
It also helped that the drone's sensations were being fed to Taylor, allowing her to slowly improve as her subconscious caused the drone to grunt and growl enticingly as she licked, sucked and carefully practiced her technique, wrapping her tits around the thick cock as she slowly got more confident.
Finally, she felt the drone's body begin to tense up and as it growled, she shoved the cock as deep as she was willing to put it into her mouth before the drone ejaculated into her mouth and she began to instinctively swallow.
When the taste finally registered in her mind, Taylor broke a record dashing for her bathroom, Rose following after to hold her hair back as she started puking into the toilet.
As she coughed up the last of it, Taylor let out a disgusted groan, "How can anyone like the taste?" Standing up and accepting a damp cloth from Rose, Taylor exited the bathroom and inhaled to settle herself, "Maybe I should swear off doing blowjobs? Nah, I'd rather suck a cock than get one stuck in me, which means..."
Grimacing, Taylor shook her head and checked the clock, "Okay Taylor, you've got plenty of time, you aren't going to let something like taste get in the way are you?" She shook her head, "No, of course not, you're going to beat this." As she regarded the male drone's still-erect cock, Taylor smiled.
'Well, as far as practice goes, at least it's enjoyable. So there's a consolation at least.'
Taking up positions with the drone again, Taylor lowered her head and started again.
A Normal Day At The Loft
(Автор: aoirann)
It was a normal day at the Undersiders loft. Rather boring in Regent's opinion. So he did what he always did when bored. Raid the fridge while singing in an annoying falsetto.
"Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)
'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you
'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you
*Bottles clink and wrappers rustle*
'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you
Saturday night and we in the spot
Don't believe me just watch (come on)-Oh hello!" Regent paused from eating the giant sandwich in his hands when he noticed Tattletale. She was slumped over at the table with paperwork around her and the laptop she was using dead. She was slightly drooling and snoring.
"Man she can never relax.... Idea!" Regent said mischievously. A couple of mental commands and Tattletale's body was following Regent as he made his way back to his bedroom, all the while finishing his sandwich. This did nothing to stop her from snoring however.
*Sometime later.*
Tattletale slowly blinked the crud out of her eyes. 'What. Did I fall asleep at the table again?.... Where the hell am I?' She thought as she was staring at an unfamiliar headboard. 'And is there something in my-OH GOD!' Tattletale started to panic as she realized exactly what was happening but found she couldn't move.
