Monster 3.6

“... and then I punched Lung in the face.” Vicky finished up her story as you listened intently, a bit shaken and nervous at the idea of her battling the powerful parahuman.

Apparently after you’d taken the chance to steal away the empire capes yesterday, Kaiser and Purity had essentially led the dragon man into a crowded neighborhood out one of Coil’s operative areas, you’d caught the tail end of the conflict on the news just before Vickie found herself in your room to give you a huge warm hug.

“Man, I don’t think we could have beat him either. He just took my punch, then stopped and looked around… then left. Just turned his back on us and walked away. Eric and Auntie Sarah didn’t even want to try to stop him. And since only half the Protectorate team was there, we all basically agreed to let him end the whole fight there before civilians really got hurt.” Victoria sighed out loud as she cuddled you closer.

You sighed too under your breath. There was so much for hoping one potential headache or two had kicked each other’s asses enough to not be a problem. Coil’s local assets might have been wrecked from the fight at least. You hoped that he’d be in a worse position than before.

Either way right now you weren’t going to think about that.

Right now you were just going to enjoy some you time, snuggled tight between Vicky’s boobs as you watched terrible corny superhero movies where the good guys always smacked the badguys around then won.

Better than you deserved.

“So how was your day at the hospital? I heard from one of the nurses that they were really glad you’d come over. Things have just been so hectic lately.” She ran her fingers through your hair, and you couldn’t help but respond by passing your hand right where the pajamas she was wearing left just enough skin exposed to your touch in order to make more subtle enhancements to her otherwise perfect form.

Improvements on perfection.

You wished you could do more, that you could open your lips and beg her life the dog you were for every scrap of love she was willing to take from you, to make her more than you’d done with that play doll Cassie, and have her tell you everything was all right.

You’d give up everything just for her to let you lick her pussy.

You let Othela make an especially wet wriggle between your legs as you contemplated the very thought of it. Maybe you should just give Victoria a cock and hope for the best, let her beat you, rape you into submission and swear yourself to your sister’s devotion forever and ever. You wished that was how it worked.

You wondered if maybe you should fuck up Carol, get her to start encouraging your sister towards you? You knew it would never work, a dull fantasy at best, but it was a nice one to have. Dean was hard to access alone too... and one of your biggest potential obstacles. You were pretty sure that he would eventually stumble into the things you’d wrought. Especially since you’d spent the bulk of the day making people love you with every touch, spreading a packet of devotion into their very skin which would respond to your shape, your presence, and even your scent. That would spread religious reverence into every pore of those you’d affected.

Mere seeds you’d planted though, nothing which would completely change them... beyond the inexorable process of becoming perfect. But that would take months to happen, far longer than you expected to last like this.

There had been more than enough PRT ground level troops injured that you’d made a fair inroads into their ranks, inserted hesitation into anything negative which might come your way from the PRT. You dared not go much farther though, too many ways that even an inerrant trooper might reveal you if it’s in any way too obvious.

Master protocols were a bitch and a half, you sighed.

You were none the less pretty proud of what you did manage, a special set of intersecting nerve bundles which would stay dormant and hidden as regular neurons, but would allow the hijacking of sensory streams from the subject. Something which Taylor’s wonderful powers would allow her to pick up and thus… voila, instant spies. With a nice little option to hijack their nervous systems if the need arose.

“It was fine.” You droned in your usual manner, a murmur and a snuggle as you burrowed your dark hair further between her wonderful breasts. You’d already made sure they’d never ever, ever sag in her lifetime. Hell you’d practically given her eternal youth and all but practical biological immortality.

You’d give her anything.

You’d give her everything.

“Lung did a lot of incidental damage, there were a lot of burns from people who’d been trapped in buildings he’s set on fire, some crushed limbs, and a few people who’d been paralyzed. Easy stuff.” You commented airily, you wanted at least a little to show off to your sister, to tell her all the wonderful awesome things you did, or could do. Even if you couldn’t tell her everything, couldn’t tell her the best things which plagued you deeply.

Couldn’t tell her about Othela wiggling between your legs obscenely.

“You sure you didn’t tire yourself out too much? You look kinda flush Aims.” She caressed your forehead, feeling for a temperature which wasn’t there. You willed Othela to wiggle even faster, cheeks reddening as you did something naughty right here in her arms.

You suppressed a gasp, and a moan.

“I... I’m fine Vicky... I suppose… I kinda want something a little weird.” You stammered a little as a small orgasm hit. You pussy clenching tight as you caught your breath, squeezing the sensitive organism which you’d been using to give you orgasms in a painful grip. Her reward for a job well done.

“Anything for my best baby sis.” Victoria beamed, her aura leaking out to bring wondrous, rapturous euphoria to your light orgasmic high. “I’m here for you with anything you want. Anything at all.”

You were ever so tempted by those wonderful lips...

“I… I need a hug. I mean…  Cassie’s not here and I…” You stammered, not your true desire... but it was close enough to suffice.

Victoria quirked an eyebrow. “A hug you say? I thought I was hugging you already.” She tugged a bit with one arm which rested on your chest, securing you against her side where your head sat under her bountiful beasts.

“… I mean…” You hesitated and bit your lip, wanting it even more than you’d realized. Othela buzzed harder.

“Come on, spit it out Aims. Shy like this doesn’t become you.” Victoria urged, your skin tingling with a desire to please the majestic creature who held you. “Commmmmeeee oooonnnn… tell me!”

“Skin to skin…” You murmured, your voice a bare whisper against the twin distractions of awe and lust.

“Huh… what?” She asked her tone slightly confused, you imagined her giving you a raised eyebrow as you practically shrank back onto yourself.

“I want to be hugged with more skin to skin contact…” you mumbled shyly.

“Huh… that is actually kinda weird sis.” Victoria retorted, but didn’t push you away. “Why? You were always really skittish about people touching your bare skin.”

“I… I got accustomed to it with Cassie. And she’s not here…” You started to explain, risking a look up into her eyes, only to see curiosity there instead of the disgust which you’d expected. “My powers… I was always afraid that my powers would do something bad. Freaking out about it really… but since Cassie and I started to…”

“Experiment?” Victoria supplied with a smirk.

“… yeah. That.” You blushed… you were past blushing dammit... except clearly you weren’t. Victoria just seemed to bring out the giggly school girl in you. Catholic edition.

“You know… I wouldn’t mind that kind of weird. We used to bathe together you know, before you started hiding behind all those clothes.” Victoria teased, reaching over to pinch your cheek. She used to insist quite loudly that she should take the best possible care of her ‘baby sister’.

“I miss those times… but I didn’t trust myself.” You admitted.

“Well then, won’t Cassie get jealous?” Victoria continued teasing hugging you tightly before letting go to reach under your shirt. “Having to share her cute, sweet girlfriend with her sister.”

You blushed again, this time it spread all across your now exposed skin as Victoria divested you of your top, then reached  over to pull off her own.

She laughed, breasts rubbing lightly against your back. “You know, your nipples are like diamonds.”

You froze up even as her laughter continued on.

“Oh don’t get so stiff Aims, it happens to anyone… I might need to turn down the AC a little though.” She spoke even as your brain all but froze, only the rush of information which your power provided seemed to remain, the beat of her heart, the pulse of her mind scratching against your brain.