Amy back-pedalled until she hit the wall, her legs scrambling fruitlessly. She was having difficulty speaking except in stammers and stutters. Amy would have expected this from Victoria, but Carol was supposed to be the stable one... comparatively speaking. "Y-you followed me?" Amy said.
"I had to keep you safe," Carol said, her eyes unblinking, and more than a little wild. She stepped up to Amy, their faces only inches apart. Carol raised a hand to caress Amy's cheek, running a thumb over Amy's lips absently. "You'll understand soon enough. How much I love you."
Amy trembled, feeling sweat bead on her forehead. "W-we weren't doing anything!" she said. "It was just lunch! A-and a movie. But I — I'd never c-cheat on you, I swear! We're just f-friends!"
"YOU HELD HANDS!" Carol screamed.
"I — she — it was an accident!"
"No!" Carol turned away and began pacing in small, tight circles, shaking her head. "No, no, no. I've let this go on long enough. She's trying to ruin what we have together. She's trying to corrupt you, to make you like her. That whore is trying to take you from me!" Carol growled like an animal, baring her teeth in the process. She snapped her arms out, and glowing red blades materialised on her forearms, ending eight inches beyond her fingers. Her eyes reflected the harsh red light. It made her look even more menacing. "I can't let that happen. I won't."
Carol turned and headed for the door. Amy leapt in front of her, panicking almost as much as that time Crystal had found Amy's porn collection. "W-wait!" Amy said. "Please, Carol, you d-don't have to do this."
Carol met Amy's eyes with a soft gaze. "It's for your own good. She's trying to take you from me. I have to."
Amy clenched her fists to still their trembling. "N-no," she said. "There's nothing between Taylor and me, Carol. Trust me." She licked her lips hesitantly. "Y-you're all I need," she said, then leaned up and kissed Carol on the cheek. "D-don't worry about her."
Carol stared at Amy for a long moment. Then her entire face flushed a deep red in an instant. She spun on one heel and sprinted up the stairs, her blades disintegrating.
Amy heard a door open, then close. It was followed by a moment of blissful silence.
Then she heard Carol's high-pitched, girlish squeals echo through the house.
Amy sank to the floor, trembling all over. She didn't move, didn't make a sound. She just sat there, listening to her adoptive mother's ecstatic freak-out until Carol finally seemed to tire herself out.
Amy sighed into her hands. She'd have to be more careful on her dates with Taylor. That had nearly been a disaster.
But, she consoled herself, at least she knew how to deal with Carol. For the most part.
And hey, it could have been worse.
It could have been Victoria.
Taylor Hijacked
(автор: gna)
AN — So, usually I don't like noncon, and initially wanted it to not go that direction and even set it up to allow for a positive resolution, but it somehow got away from me. In other words this got very Dark (and I mean very dark!).
This is set after she was outed as a double agent by Armsmaster post Leviathan.
(Edit: Warnings: Noncon, Scat, and Taylor suicides)
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"You wanted to sell us out!" Brian — Grue, ground out "You joined us under pretenses and you planned to turn us in to the PRT!"
It hurt. Deep down, I knew now I could never come back to them. My decision to not betray them right before the Endbringer made the accusation cut even deeper.
"Please!" I wiped the tears from my eyes "I've reconsidered!"
"She has!" Lisa interjected "Until right before Leviathan she was conflicted, now she's on our side."
My grateful look turned to dread at the response.
"How could we trust you, Lisa? You should have known before then!"
"Tell me what I can do to show I'm sorry! Please! You're my..." a sob tore out of my throat "You're my only friends!"
"Friends?" Brian punched me in the face. It made my head spin and then I was on the floor. "How would you even know?"
"Please, I'll do anything!"
"Anything?" Regent looked at me. If I hadn't known him better I'd have thought it dispassionate. Now I knew he was upset. And Introspective.
"Anything!" I got up on my knees and straightened my back.
"Let me use my power on you. My full power."
"Your full power?" I nervously glanced between my former teammates.
"Full on Body control" Lisa provided. "Once he has himself attuned to you he'll be able to re-assume control at any time. You'll be powerless to stop it."
I bowed my head. An absolute loss of control. I couldn't keep from shaking. But if that was to be my penance...
"Do it!" My throat was closing up. I didn't know if they actually heard me, so I forced myself to nod.
If it wasn't for my nerves the next few hours would have been boring. I was kneeling in the middle of the living room of some safe house while Alec was staring at me, prodding me from time to time and little else happened. Then I heard him groan.
"How the fuck do you deal with all that input?" He rubbed his temples "Fuck, you might actually be able to force me out with all that sensory clutter."
I stared at him wide-eyed.
"You mean it won't work?" I couldn't keep the relief out of my voice.
His face became a grimace. "I'll still be able to incapacitate you long enough to shank you, don't get too happy!"
I once more bowed my head "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Then a idea formed in my head. It made me tremble with renewed fear, but I had to do it if I ever was to regain some of the trust I had squandered. With a heavy heart I began to clamp down on my power, to force myself to not feel my bugs. To just be Taylor, the girl that had been bullied at Winslow. When I was done I was shaking like a leaf.
Regent grinned at me.
"That's much better! Now be a good girl and stay that way!"
It didn't take long before I rose to my feet without my own volition.
"Now that that's done" my own mouth told me "let's see how to punish you!"
I felt the beginning of a tremor start up before it was viciously forced down. My hands began wandering over my body. Cupping my — non-existent — breasts, worming themselves under the band of my jeans.
"You know you can force me out!" my voice mocked me "But if you do you'll have broken our trust for the final time!"
To underline the statement I picked up a kitchen knife and gently pressed it's tip to my mouth's ceiling.
Then my hand fell away and I was able to move my head again. I started sobbing uncontrollably immediately.
"Do you understand?" Regent had used his own voice this time.
Unable to talk through my sobs I managed a hurried nod. Then I was his puppet completely once more. I observed myself walking into a small room, containing a small bed, a bucket and a lavatory.
"This" explained my voice "Is were we'll be keeping you from now on."
The door behind me fell shut and I could hear the lock being turned. Then my strings were cut and I collapsed into a shaking heap, crying to myself until I fell asleep on the floor.
The next morning had me rise without my input.
"Grue has decided to have some fun with you" I explained "It took me some time to convince him, but now he's all for it!"
Realisation dawned on me when I began disrobing. In my mind I screamed at regent, imploring him, to not have it be like this. But he didn't let me do it out loud, and so I stood in front of my prison door, naked as the day I was born when Brian and Regent opened it.
"Yeah, let's have her clean herself up first!" If I had been able I would have shivered under Brian's dispassionate stare. So my body stood and endured his appraisal impassively. Then it started walking to the bathroom. I was showered and shaved by my own hands, before being towelled down.
When I entered Brian's room he lay there, naked as I was.
"So tell me, how much of that crush on me you had was actually real?"
Tears started leaking down my cheeks. Then a sob alerted me to the fact that I had control of my head.
"All of it!" I meekly bowed my head "You know, I would let you... I would let you do this withou — Nah, where's the fun in that?"
Regent had retaken full control. This was how I would lose my virginity. To a man that might have loved me, in a different life, puppeted by a person I wished I still could call a friend.
My body got on its knees in front of Brian and began to bring him to an erection with an amount of skill I knew I never would have had. I felt every little thing, tasted Brian in my mouth, but I couldn't do anything myself. It was demeaning. Even more demeaning was Brian addressing my body with 'Alec' which drove home the heart-wrenching point that I did not matter, that I wasn't a part of what was happening right in front of me, in me.
When Brian erupted into my mouth Regent had me swallow it. Then he forced me to lower my head further down, rubbing my nose into his scrotum. When he opened my mouth I realised what he would have me do. Then my tongue made contact with Brian's anus. Against my will I started licking laboriously. Without Regents control I would have puked. It got worse when he forced my tongue into Brian's ass.
No sooner than when I had finally grown accustomed to the taste enough to not have my body gag, even through Regent's control, they had me get on all fours. My hands found my sex before spreading it's moisture around my pucker. I wouldn't even get to have normal sex for my first time.
It hurt. Brian didn't spare a thought for my inexperience, and Regent seemed to like my pain. The worst part was he made me like it, too. Soon my body was panting, shaking under the forceful impact of Brian's hips against my ass. When I felt him cum in me my arms gave out. I had no idea if it was Regent's doing or if he had released control over them. I couldn't move them either way.
The stench alerted me moments before Brian's dick smacked into my face, spreading my waste all over. "Clean it!"
Regent opened my mouth and the penis slid in. I could taste blood along with my waste. Regent meticulously cleaned Grue's dick. Then they had me lie back, legs spread wide.
The first thrust tore my hymen and battered my womb. Even Regent's control couldn't keep my body from crying out in pain. But Grue was relentless. And again Regent's perversion bled over into me and I began to wantonly moan at what should have had me shrieking in agony.
When it was finally over Grue discarded me and left, pussy filled with semen, unable to move, even though a few experimental twitches showed me Regent had released me. It was then I started crying. My friends, I realised, were gone. I had lost them, and I wouldn't get them back.
My life as a Cape ended as it had begun, with black widows. I still didn't want to betray them. But I would never let them do something like this to me again.
A New Experience
(автор: erasels)
So, this is a little slice-of-life piece where pre-Anette death Taylor and Emma spend some time together trying out Taylor's new hobby. Hypnotism. Hijinks ensue in the second chapter, this one is mostly buildup and characterization.
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"And don't forget, Anette will be here in about an hour. No trying to doe-eye us into letting you stay longer!" Are the parting words that Mom says as Tay and I run up the stairs and into my bedroom.
It's sad that she can't stay longer today, I'm always so bored when it's only mom, dad and me. Since Anne just finished high school and is going to college soon, I don't see her quite as often. She even wants to move out when she joins a college, which sucks. I don't hesitate to share that thought with Taylor.
Sitting herself onto my bed and admiring the really nice shade of light blue my blankets have, she answers "It's not my fault that Mom and Dad want to go to a fancy restaurant! If it helps, it'll be super boring~ for me as well." She finishes with a pout. Pouting was one of her specialties, her mouth was pretty big so it stood out on her face.
I smile at the random thought, "Yeah that makes it much better, now I don't need to suffer alone. Anyways, no point in crying over spilled milk, what do you wanna do now?" Last time I got to decide so today it's her turn, braiding her hair last time was pretty fun though.
Grumbling a bit and taking on, what I call her thinker pose she takes her time to decide. Typical Taylor, always thinking things through, never being spontaneous.
I can see the exact time she decides on something, because her eyes light up and smacks her palms together. The latter has never failed to surprise me after long thinking-sessions.
"I found a book about hypnotism and it's really interesting." A smile stole itself across her face. "But Mom and Dad didn't have time to let me try it out on them, would you be my first Ems?" Ha! I let out a laugh as she says that. She looks at me confused for a second before making a great effort to look like a tomato.
"That's not what I meant. I mean. Would you be like the first person I can try this out on. The hypnotism I mean." Before she can continue to elaborate on the perfectly clear meaning of her first sentence, I interrupt her. "I know, I know, just joking. Geez, don't always get so worked up, it's just too easy to make you blush. You're just as bad as Trevor." Ahh yes, Trevor, Tay's crush. She should've told me about him, I would've loved to play matchmaker. But alas, she did not. She gave him a hug at closing ceremony and ran away, I think he was as surprised by that as I was.
That of course made her tomato impression even better, but she slowly began to frown. Need to stop before she gets angry or sad or anything else like that, Tay could only take a bit of teasing at the time. "Sure, you can try hypnotism on me. I'm pretty sure it's just like street magic, but if it doesn't work at all, I'll play along a bit." Because come one, hypnotism? Pah, as if stuff like that works, maybe if you had a master power.
Her face lights up at that, of course whenever I give her something to disprove she gets really competitive. "Cool! But don't play along, I need to know if I did right or not. Then, hmm. Then you should sit down on your bed, back against the wall and wrap your blanket around yourself. It's a great blanket by the way, I really like the colour. You need to be comfortable to relax after all."
I do as she says. Hopefully this won't be boring, but Tay can make everything interesting, well as long as it isn't school anyways. Wrapping the blanket around myself and leaning against the wall I tell her than I'm ready.
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