He stood up. His power was finished, he could tell. He could feel it, the way he could sense a faint echo in her every time he moved. Moving her body was as easy as moving his own, especially this close, eye to eye. He peered through her eyes for a second, made her look him up and down in a weird moment of looking at himself while he looked at her.
He began working on untwisting the wire ties that held her to the metal chair. Nothing that even used to be organic had been touching her — he wasn't stupid, he did his research. "I'll tell you where we're left, Amy. We're left for dead. Unless we get creative. Like me. I've always prided myself on being creative. Finding... different solutions. The day to day cape drudgery is just... it's not really me."
He finished untying her and stood her up. He looked her up and down, having her smooth her disheveled costume down. Not actually that bad, he mused. Kept herself in good shape, and she had enough to show that the white and red robes didn't so much conceal as... suggest. Probably easy to eat healthy when you spend all day seeing how other people fuck themselves up in detail.
"I wasn't always called Regent, you know? I used to go by Hijack. Personally, I like Regent better. It's... I dunno? Classier? A lord and his subjects instead of a criminal and his victims."
He stepped back from her.
"And you're my newest subject," he said with her voice. He could see the horror in her eyes as she slowly realised the control he held over her. He carried on speaking with her mouth. "I have complete control over your entire body. Not your mind, obviously. That would be creepy. Just your every word and movement. Oh, and your powers, which is what I actually need."
He could feel her fighting him, her every muscle straining against him. Didn't matter. "See," he continued in his own voice, "you're going to heal my team. We had a nasty night the one before last. Lung. I'm sure you understand. Grue's got about eight broken bones, Bitch has a shattered arm and her and Tattletale are both dealing with second degree burns. So you're going to walk on in and fix them up, and then you're going to walk on back to New Wave and the Protectorate and you're going to say that everything was fine and you just took a long night walk to clear your head from all the stress you've been under lately."
"I would never say that, you asshole!" he had her say. He even added a bit of falsetto.
"Ah, but Amy," he replied to himself, "of course you would."
"Because," he made her say, "you're my puppet and you will dance to whatever tune I tell you to."
The seething hatred in her eyes brought a chuckle to his lips. He couldn't help it. He turned back to the beat-up old wingback he'd been sitting in before, sat back down. He should probably get going. The other Undersiders didn't know he was gone, but in their state that was pretty understandable. He'd left them back in the lair confined to their beds.
He chuckled again. He'd only gone out to get more soda. Happening across Panacea on her way back from the hospital — sans Glory Girl too, for once — had been a happy accident. And all of a sudden here was Alec, playboy Regent, riding in to save the day.
He deserved a reward. Not that they'd give him one. Brian would bitch him out for using his actual power. Lisa would go off on another one of her inane rants about how terrible everything was going to be now he'd taken Amy Dallon. Not that it would be. He'd have her home soon, keep control of her, and nobody would be any the wiser. There was enough shit online about the Dallons' private lives that he thought he could do a good enough job playing her, especially if she was as introverted as it seemed.
Lisa wouldn't see that. or maybe she would, but she'd bitch anyway because that's what she did.
He looked back up at Amy, still standing stock still where he left her. If he wanted a reward, why not take one? He had time. It wasn't like anyone knew where he was, or expected him back. He had her reach up experimentally, cupping one breast, and was pleasantly surprised.
"That baggy costume's really doing you a disservice, Amy," he told her. "You've got more under there than you let on."
He settled back in his chair and had her undress, unfastening the thick white overcloak and letting it drop to the floor with a rustle. Underneath she wore a white bodysuit emblazoned with a red serpent-and-rod symbol. She reached back and unzipped it, peeling it down and off with a smooth movement until she stood in front of him in just her underwear.
He tutted. Didn't even match. Did she not know it was a special occasion? He had her reach up and squeeze herself again, hard, until he could feel the pain through her. He walked her over to him, knelt her down, put her hands on his knees.
"Do you know what I'm going to do now?" he asked her.
The desperate fight against his absolute control told him that she knew exactly what was coming.
He had her unzip him, felt her delicate fingers pull his cock free. He could feel her trying desperately to use her power on him, probably to turn him into some kind of gibbering wreck, but he held it in an iron grip. He bent her down, made her take him into her mouth.
He leaned back in the chair as he put her mouth to work. The sensation of feeling himself being blown at the same time as feeling himself doing the blowing was... surreal. Surreal but amazing. He swirled her tongue around his head and wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft as he bobbed her up and down on him.
He could feel her disgust underneath his power. Her desperate attempts to recoil, to retch and scream and kill him. It excited him. He loved it. Revelled in it. He forced her to go down deeper on him, suppressed her gag reflex until her hot, wet mouth had taken him all the way in to the base. He kept her there for a second, feeling her try to choke, before he brought her back up.
Then he made her do it again. And again, until she was deepthroating him like a pornstar, spit running down her chin. He could feel his climax building, and he redoubled her efforts, having her put her hands on his knees for support as he mashed her face into his crotch. He could feel her getting short of breath — he wasn't giving her chance to breathe around his cock plunging into her throat — but right then he didn't give a damn. He was so close he could practically—
One last pump and he forced her to take him all in as his orgasm hit him like a truck. Shot after shot of cum spilled down her waiting throat, and he had her swallow every one. He held her there for what felt like hours as he came as hard as he'd ever come before into the teenage superhero's waiting mouth.
After an age, he was finished. He brought her up off him, had her wipe her mouth with those dainty little fingers of hers. A thought occurred to him, and he had her hand encircle his softening cock once more. He reached out for her power, felt a disorienting moment of seeing himself from the inside out, and gave himself a tweak.
He arched his back as his cock sprang instantly back to attention and a second orgasm smashed into him. He still had Panacea kneeling in front of him, and his cum burst out onto her immobile face. A white rope struck her in the eye and down her cheek, a second coated her lips, and more spurted forth to cover her waiting breasts.
He panted as his cock finally stopped twitching, looking over the newly-glazed Panacea. She was covered. Spunk pooled beneath her eye, in her cleavage. The left side of her face dripped with white, strings of his cum even pearling her hair. He laughed.
"God damn you've been holding out on everyone Amy!" He had her scrape the cum off her face and into her mouth with one finger, feeling her disgust as he made her swallow it down. "I wonder what other little tricks you've been hiding?"
He reached into her power again, took a more detailed look through her and into himself. A thought and his cock was hard again, refractory period banished, balls sitting heavy with more cum. He paused, smirked, and then started making changes. He converted fat to muscle, toning himself up into a teenage adonis. Sculpted his jaw a little, cleaned up a couple of old scars, straightened that errant canine tooth. His cock grew, adding another two inches, then three, then four until he had to have her add a second hand to keep it from hitting him in the stomach. He stopped at a foot, then shrugged and added another four inches anyway, with the girth to match. Amy's hands couldn't even fit all the way around it.
He looked through her eyes at himself. Not bad. Not bad at all. He stood up, leaving her knelt where she was. His newly massive cock slipped free of her hands as he rose and smacked her in the face, resting against her still-sticky cheek.
He had her open her mouth. He took his cock in his hands and started feeding it to her, pushing it between her lips until they stretched out as far as they could go. He barely got her past the head before she hit her limit. Meanwhile, he kept her hands busy removing her underwear. Once her bra and panties joined her costume in a pile on the floor, he took his cock from her mouth and sat back down again.
He stood her up, put one leg either side of him on the chair, and grabbed his cock in both hands as she lowered her glistening pussy down onto him. Shit she was tight. He tried for a few seconds, but there was no way she was going to be able to take him in. Not to worry though, he had her power at his disposal. He shrank his member down inch-by-inch until it slowly entered her. He felt resistance, and had her push harder until he felt pain from her and saw blood trickling down his shaft.
Huh. So Panacea was a virgin. Who'd have thought?
He paid it no mind as he had her sit in his lap, bottoming out with him fully inside her. A few test thrusts, having her raise up and lower back down, and he hit a rhythm with her and holy fuck did she feel good. Her pussy squeezed him like a steamy vice as he moved her up and down his cock. His power let him feel her side of the action as well, and the sensation was mind-blowing. Fucking himself was the best part about his power, hands down.
He settled her into a smooth, fast pace. Wet slapping echoed around the room with every thrust. He tapped her power again and enlarged himself inside her, slowly increasing the size of his cock until she was stretched so far she couldn't take any more. He could practically see her stomach bulge every time she bottomed out on him.
He used her like a toy, squeezing her pussy around him as he made her fuck herself on his massive prick. He had her reach up and grab her tits, rubbing the cum into them as she bounced.
"Oh Alec," he had her say breathily, "I love fucking you in this shitty room while I'm dripping with cum!"
It was his own words put in her mouth, of course, but that didn't mean it wasn't still hot hearing Panacea talk filth while he railed her.
"Oh fuck yes, fuck me Alec! Pound me hard like the slut I am! I want you to throw me down and cover me in your cum!"
He reached out with her power, flipped the switch in him he'd flipped before, and oh fuck he was cumming right now! He groaned and stood up out of the chair in one fluid movement, spearing her on his cock as the first spurt of his orgasm filled her pussy. She slid off him and tumbled to the floor as he grabbed his cock in both hands while cum fountained out of it. He hosed her with it, cumming with a force he'd never even thought was possible as rope after rope of thick, white seed plastered her face and chest where she lay on the floorboards. Cum leaked from her pussy as he kept cumming and cumming, spurting a geyser of spunk over the helpless hero. it felt like his balls were draining the life out of him with every shot. His head tipped back and he felt himself sagging.
After what felt like days, he finally dried up.
Below him, Panacea was covered, head to toe. Her hair was plastered to her face, every inch of exposed skin held a creamy glaze, more dripped from her to the floor around her.
"Jesus Christ Amy," he panted. "You really know how to bring out the best in a guy."
He sat back down heavily in his chair, leaving Panacea slumped in her puddle of cum.
Now all he had to do was get her back to the Undersiders, heal them up and walk her home. Then the real fun could start.
BURNING RAGE(?)
(Автор: dragonkid11)
And now I have a eternal boner of BURNING RAGE after reading that.
And then there's also you forgetting about the Thinker part of Amy's power that allow her to actually understand biology because body system of a human being very fucking complicated. Like need a Tinker power complicated.
So, Regent can't exactly control her power correctly.
That somehow managed to piss me even more.
Oh well, time to get fucked.
* * *
Amy: "Keep cumming, you cum bucket!" *Continued straddling Alec*
Alec: Argh!!! *Cum again for the nth times for the past 6 hours*
Victoria: "Amy, I know you are pent-up as hell. But my hand is REALLY getting tired from holding the camera!"
Amy: "Okay." *Rejuvenate her arm muscles* "Shouldn't you won't get tired from this at all? I meant, all the handjobs to Dean?"
Victoria: "No, I just do blowjob. Or with my tits." *Smiles at her*
Amy: "Hey you back there, don't slack off!" *Hummed back to Brain*
Brain: "Fuck you, Alec. What made you think this was a good idea!?!?" *Cum in her ass again for the nth times for the past 6 hours*
Victoria: "Just where did all this cum came from?" *Stared at the massive white cum spillage between Amy's legs.*
Amy: "Probably their fat...I think."
Victoria: "You think?"
Amy: "Yeah."
Victoria: "Remind me to not piss you off, that one time when you gave me a penis out of nowhere was fucking embarrassing."
Amy: "Heh, your safety short can barely handle it. And the face of Purity when you accidentally cum on her face was hilarious."
Victoria: "That's just-gonna cum Argh!" *Pushed her dick deep inside Lisa as she cum*
Lisa: "Hey, be gentle about it, and keep fucking! I haven't met my orgasm quota of the year!"
Crystal: "I'm gonna cum too-Argh!" *Cum inside Rachel's hot and wet snatch*
Rachel: "If you fuck harder then maybe I will feel something." *Was too busy watching cartoon to come*
Eric: "...So, my cousin is raping her rapist. My other cousin is fucking someone with her penis. My sister is also fucking someone with her penis but that girl looks bored as hell. And I'm masturbating to them. What are you doing here?"
Skitter: "...I was thinking about infiltrating this group to figure out who their secret boss was, but I guess I should just join the Ward now that this happened...I meant, how bad could it be compared to this?"
