Literotic asexstories – Fucking Sisters for Power Ch. 09 by Sessared,Sessared Steven couldn’t help but feel immense joy at seeing Darlene tearfully–with beautiful fondness–embrace her new surname. Her new family.
While he continued to lie on that beach of Japan, Darlene resided atop him, her bare pussy,–hidden by her maid’s skirt–on the shaft of his flaccid cock.
Even so, at the moment, no lust was sparking between them. It was an undeniably heart-warming moment.
“I’m,” Darlene began, trembling with excitement and disbelief. She blinked away her tears.
“I’m Darlene Price now?”
“If you’d make me happy by acce-”
“I accept!”
Steven laughed, prompting Darlene to do so as well.
Puffing out with glee, Darlene told him,
“I love you so much, Steven.”
“Love you more, Sis.”
“That’s impossible.”
“Is it really?”
The two stared at each other for a while, really and truly in love with each other.
Darlene moved down and pressed her lips to Steven’s.
No tongue was exchanged. No craving was evoked. All that resided was pure love.
When Darlene broke the kiss to lean back, looking the happiest she’d ever been, Steven found himself saying,
“You’re amazing, Darlene. My dream’s to be the strongest hero; the type that stops a crime as soon as it starts, and also the type that never gives up; keep fighting for the people and only for the people.”
Darlene felt comforted by those words of his.
“You’re quite amazing yourself, Brother.”
“So what’s your dream, Sis?”
Darlene cocked her eyebrows.
“Oh? That was out of the blue.”
“It’s like I said before. I wanna get to really know you. Also,” he softly spoke, smirking,
“I wanna try making your dream a reality.”
Darlene felt weak, her stomach getting filled with butterflies.
“Oh, Steven.”
“Talk to me, Sis.”
Upon staring at him for a tense five seconds, she sighed.
“In all honesty, it’s something I gave up on because of my mother’s cold, awful words of me incapable of ever being a hero.”
“So that dream’s to become a hero?”
“Correct. See, as a child–before my experimentation began–I would watch news that took place in the past; specifically the segments featuring the heroics of Highergirl.”
Steven almost couldn’t believe Darlene’s words.
“Highergirl? Wait, don’t tell me she motivated you into wanting to be a hero, too?”
The woman’s eyes bulged.
“Oh? You as well, Steven?”
Steven nodded, just as surprised to have his suspicions confirmed.
“Darlene, I know all about her being the greatest hero and all, but why exactly did-?”
“Highergirl saved me, Steven.”
“When?”
Darlene found it odd that that question was his immediate reaction, but decided to answer anyway.
With some sadness, she said,
“Sixteen years ago; a few weeks before she and the majority of the Golden League were slain by Geitna.”
Darlene beheld disappointment on Steven’s mug.
‘Why is he-? What?’
She made sure not to let the surprise show on her somber visage.
Darlene yearned to inquire, to understand what her brother was feeling; to get to truly know him as he wanted to know her. However, she could be extremely patient at times. This was one of those times.
“I was three years old when it happened, yet I still vividly remember how she rescued me. A man with a grudge against my parents destroyed my mansion in one go, and Highergirl arrived. She looked so calm; so unbelievably majestic. No wonder people agreed with her when she claimed she was an actual goddess. No wonder they worshiped her; still do. To this day, I haven’t forgotten the words she said to me.”
Steven seemed a tad too eager.
“What’d she say – what exactly? I need to know and I’ll let you know why. Just please tell me, Sis.”
Darlene gave him a small smile.
“Unnecessary asking like that, Brother.”
Exhaling and losing that smile, she seriously told him.
“Amidst my mansion’s destruction, when it seemed like time stopped, Highergirl whispered these words: ‘Little one, do keep in mind that you were saved by a goddess, Highergirl herself. I’ve been the best hero since I first came to this planet over a century ago. And though there are Golden-Hand heroes like myself, there are very, very few who harbor an aura like mine.'”
Steven scoffed.
“So she pretty much patted herself on the back?”
Darlene gave him a derogatory look.
“Steven, I am not… finished.”
“Alright, alright. Go on.”
“Highergirl’s next words are as follows. ‘I have bestowed blessings, ended wars, put to rest Hitler and his troupe of clowns, totally eradicated slavery, and made evil but a whisper-‘”
“Oh, c’mon. The bitch was basically eating her own pussy.”
Darlene scrunched up her face, looking equal parts furious and cute.
“Steven.”
“Sorry, sorry. Keep going.”
She scoffed, clearing her throat thereafter.
“‘In doing all of that, I have saved countless individuals, and I have only ever seen five others on this Earth with an aura like mine. I’m delighted to inform you that you’re one of them, Darlene.'”
‘The fuck?’ was Steven’s first thought. His confusion showed on his face.
“‘You are not of Bidainian blood as myself and the five others on Earth, Darlene, yet the will of my people courses through your soul. No matter how hard life gets, no matter how weary of it all you become, please never give up. Keep fighting. Keep trying to become the best version of yourself because you have a right to realize how positively astounding you are. Truthfully, everyone does. But you, your limitations are of a different variety; no consequence, which is why I am the one informing you. Grow.'”
Darlene pursed her lips, getting emotional.
“It was then Highergirl smiled-”
‘She fucking smiled?’
“at me for the very first time, saying, ‘Whether you awaken and use your innate boundlessness for good, evil, or of no moral influence is up to you. You decide your fate. Choose what path to walk and never turn back. Just be sure to realize your greatness. Please, Darlene.’. Then she vanished, and the man who destroyed my home was already in her cosmic prison.”
Steven seemed oh so very perplexed.
“That’s fucking insane. You make her sound like a totally different person than the time she saved and spoke to me.”
As if she just received a smack to the face, Darlene shook her head.
“Excuse me, Brother?”
“Oh, right, I haven’t told you. Highergirl’s still alive.”
“What…? No.”
“Yup. Bitch faked her death and just gave up on us. She saved me when that school shooter teleported into our class and started blasting at us.”
Darlene swiftly parted her lips to spout out questions but shut it, thinking for a short while.
“Elaborate, Steven.”
“Alrighty. So it seemed like time stopped when Highergirl stood in front of the flurry of bullets to change their courses. Then she told me–not in a whisper–, ‘With this, my debt to your mother is repaid. I did this for Mia and solely for Mia. You’re not worth it otherwise, Steven. None of you are. Sharing my aura is inconsequential.'”
“You’re lying,” Darlene blurted out, eyeballs frantically moving left and right.
“Afraid I’m not, Sis.”
Beholding no deceit on Steven’s visage, Darlene genuinely seemed distraught; sick to her stomach.
“Sp-Speak… Brother.”
“So, after hearing all of that, I made sure to ask her if she really was the Golden-Hand hero Highergirl. She told me, ‘Yes. But I’m a hero no more. Humans still worship me, but I don’t even consider myself a goddess anymore because, well, I stopped caring. Being a hero, saving people, hearing prayers, bestowing blessings is… not at all worth it.'”
Tears accumulated inside Darlene’s eyes.
“Next thing she told me was to not try following in the footsteps of my mom or Selena, ’cause I would be setting myself up for disappointment and misery. ‘Cause me especially being a hero would make my mom turn in her grave.”
Darlene’s tears were flowing at that point, and Steven gently wiped them away.
“Don’t shed a single tear over her. Highergirl’s words sent me on the path to prove her wrong; push myself. And her words made your dream. Even so, that bitch doesn’t deserve a single one of our tears. We’re here now–together–because we chose our paths, put in the effort to push forward regardless of how awful it got; regardless of any naysayers. Believe that, Darlene.”
Darlene pursed her lips, holding back tears.
“Because it’s you, Steven, I…”
Shaking her head, she seriously rose, levitating upward.
“On your feet, Brother.”
“Huh? O…kay.”
Steven stood.
Staring up at her, he had to inquire,
“What’s this about, Darlene?”
“I want to help you, Steven. I truly do. Therefore I’ll be teaching you how to expertly utilize your rubber body and hardening. Imagine a part of yourself solidifying, then stretch and attack me.”
“But why attack you though? I could just kick at the air.”
“I wish to ascertain how much stronger you’ve become. Before, I greatly held back and was able to harm you. But now… now I’ll see how good you are at your new best.”
Steven smirked, unable to recall feeling so amused.
“I don’t get this at all. My heart’s pounding. I’m excited to show you everything, and then laugh in your face.”
Darlene smirked as well.
“Ah, so it’s that feeling. It reminds me of the time me and Selena first sparred.”
The amusement over Steven’s countenance heightened.
“You sparred with Selena? Who won?”
Darlene chuckled.
“It was a draw… solely because I held back.”
Steven’s now fox eyes twinkled with passion. He reeled back his toned right leg which morphed into a gleaming white, his form akin to when one prepared to kick a football.
“Brace yourself, Sis.”
Darlene giggled, frowning afterward.
“I don’t think I need to. In fact, I do believe you’ll disappoint me, dear Brother.”
She flew even higher – a good hundred meters.
“Then go on!” Steven yelled, grinning.
“Be disappointed if you can, dear Sister!”
Steven roared as his leg broke the sound barrier, shooting toward Darlene’s surprised face.
‘The country!’ was Darlene’s thought a moment before Steven’s leg struck her face.
A cacophonous shockwave shook Japan’s entirety, changing the weather; making it stormy.
Steven blinked, not believing what he was seeing. The now naked Darlene’s limbs were lengthened, her gleaming white body flexibly contorted. She was embracing Steven–with arms and legs–, wrapping his entire upper and lower body in her hold.
Harboring a bruised and bloodied face–some of her teeth missing–Darlene tiredly said,
“It… seems you need…”
The girl struggled to breathe; to see. The gleaming white left her, returning her body to its natural ebony state.
“training on your destructive prowess. Japan would’ve been destroyed… if I hadn’t contained it.”
“Darlene?” Steven’s voice was laced with frantic worry.
“Ste…ven, I’m…”
Steven noticed that blood leaked from her ears. It was then Darlene’s head fell limp, resting on his shoulder. Her limbs returned to normal, so they came off of Steven and she fell back-first onto the sand.
While rain heavily poured and thunder raced across the sky, the wide-eyed Steven stared at Darlene with an increasingly hectic heartbeat.
“I-I didn’t-”
He ran both hands through his hair, his pupils growing dense, taking up more space in his eyes than his scleras did.
“I didn’t think I got much stronger. I-I don’t-. So sorry, Sis.”
Steven felt taken by an intense supernatural angst unfamiliar to himself, his tongue moving a tad too fast as he chanted,
“I didn’t think I’d be capable of this. I didn’t think I’d be capable of this. I didn’t think I’d be capable of this. I didn’t think I’d be CAPABLE OF THIS.”
Steven’s skin turned deathly pale. Crow’s feet were attained. All emotion vanished. He groaned and snarled, then clenched and unclenched his fists; breaking and reassembling bones.
His new physical features coupled with those wide unemotional eyes gave Steven a truly unnerving look.
Darlene twitched and began seeing. Her face completely healed, she stood at superspeed, eyeing the growling, feral Steven.
Her mouth came down in sorrow.
“Oh, Steven. I didn’t think it’d happen to you too.”
Steven unnaturally turned his head–left to right–and sniffed at her, making sounds befitting of a zombie.
“Steven, my healing factor’s remarkable. Even if my heart was to be crushed, or my neck and spine snapped, I’d recover in moments. I’m here; still alive. You didn’t kill anyone. Just calm yourself and I’ll teach you-”
Some ways behind Steven, a woman clad in blue samurai armor touched down.
Steven’s head swiveled in the Japanese woman’s direction.
In awe, Darlene got out,
“Bushiaka?”
Bushiaka harbored an average height. Her samurai armor was light; slender, so it did not do much to obscure her athletic build – C-cup boobs. Around her neck dwelled a silver scarf. Tightly gripped in one hand was a glistening star-spangled katana.
Her long black hair was tied into a single ponytail, and that cute face of hers–mid twenties–held a passionate fury that was a sight to behold.
She pointed her katana at Darlene, shouting a demand in Japanese – an adorable high-pitched voice rolling out.
Darlene was confused of course.
“I-I don’t speak Japane-”
Steven reacted solely to Bushiaka’s loudness, his right leg hardening with the gleaming white once more.
“Steven, n-!”
The sound barrier shattered with the launching of an elongated side kick.
Instantly, the weather became sunny, and the flat of Bushiaka’s lightning-covered katana connected with Steven’s cheek, turning his head a hundred and eighty degrees.
Right away, he fell forward, unconscious; the color of his skin fair again.
Darlene knew that that did not kill Steven. Still, she couldn’t help but blurt out,
“Steven, I-!”
Darlene had to pause. Bushiaka was wrathfully directing the sword at her, sending goosebumps all ’bout her skin.
“I said, ‘Get this shit out of my country, skank’! Japan’s had enough for today!”
“I…”
Darlene snarled.
“Don’t you dare talk about my brother like that!”
“Your brother?”
Bushiaka chuckled, sheathing her blade. With a dark glare, she put both hands on her hips while saying,
“And you think I give a rat’s ass either way, skank?”
Darlene took a single step, getting right up to Bushiaka’s face – a lady fearless and unfettered.
“I am not ‘skank’, Bushiaka. Who I am is Darlene Price.”
Bushiaka scoffed, donning a smirk. The girl’s startling willpower impressed her.
“Whatever you say, Darlene Price.”
Cracking could be heard below, and Steven rose, shaking away his light-headedness.
“Ugh.” His eyes landed on Bushiaka, then on Darlene.
“The fuck was that?”
In great marvel, Bushiaka shouted a single word in Japanese. Afterward, she told him in that same manner,
“Amazing healing factor you got there, my dude!”
Steven seemed baffled by the casual words she had used in her Japanese accent.
“Wh-Why are you-? Whatever. So, Darlene, the hell was that? Why’d I go and lose my shit?”
“Oh, that form,” Darlene said.
“It’s what I underwent right after I killed my father.”
That sentence made Bushiaka intrigued.
“I lost control, so would’ve killed my mother as well; came close. However, she used her superior intellect and combat experience to turn the tables and latch a power-dampening collar around my neck. I’ve since dubbed that form ‘Undead Grace’. I didn’t want to turn into a beast again, so I made sure to tap into it; learn how to control it.”
“I apologize,” Bushiaka sensually told her.
“I wasn’t really familiar with the type of girl you are. You’re just my type, Darl.”
“Darl?”
Darlene blushed, which only made Bushiaka giggle. Meanwhile, Steven was nulling it all over. Particularly,
‘Undead Grace. Isn’t that a cartoon? In any case, maybe I can ask Darlene to teach me how to control it, too.’
He groaned, causing the girls to eye him.
“Shit, man. I can’t believe I almost murdered a shit ton of people. I would’ve wiped Japan off the map if Darlene hadn’t acted as fast as she did. If only I learned how to control my destructive… power or whatever.”
“Yes,” Darlene agreed.
“That was darn impressive what you did,” Bushiaka remarked.
“Not a lot of people are as strong as you. From a glance, I knew I had to use most of my strength in the attack that took you down. My dude, you’re definitely on the level of a Silver-Hand hero.”
Steven noticed her hand-adorned silver scarf for the first time.
“Holy shit, you’re a Silver-Hand hero?! Who even are you, lady?!”
Bushiaka wore a wolfish grin.
Right then and there, Darlene looked deeply ashamed of Steven.
“Bushiaka’s famous for being a Silver-Hand hero, the only Silver-Hand that fights crime in their country and only their country. I’m disappointed you’ve never heard of her, Steven.”
“Okay, listen, Sis, I don’t keep up with all the heroes around. I-”
“You’ve got insane potential, my dude,” Bushiaka told him, peering into his eyes, inspecting within his soul a certain radiance.
“Your Ki’s meager, but bright.”
“Ki?” Steven asked.
“It’s soul/life force energy,” Darlene informed.
“And yours is too bright. One-in-a-billion. With the proper guidance, you may be the one to stop Terrifier. Starting today, every day around this time, I wanna train you, uh…”
Both Darlene and Steven were in shock to be sure. Though Steven couldn’t pass up such an opportunity, so he screamed out,
“Steven! My name’s Steven Price, Bushiaka!”
Bushiaka flashed him a wholesome toothy grin.
“Akana.”
“Huh?”
“Akana Miroi: it’s my name. Use it, Steven Price.”
Steven beamed.
“You got it, Akana!”
Swiftly turning to Darlene, Akana said with a frown.
“Feel free to visit this beach from time to time, Darl. Now shoo.”
She dismissively waved her hands at a confused Darlene.
“Go. Shoo. I can’t work with you here. You’re too pretty and too much my type – a distraction. Get.”
Appearing flattered, Darlene sported a nervous smile.
“Ah, I s-”
“Shoo. Go. Get.”
Steven softly laughed.
Darlene shrugged, sighing.
“Okay. I have to look after ‘those’ women anyway. I’ll return for you once they awaken, Steven. So that should be around dinner based on my examinations of their con-”
“Get. Go.”
Akana continued to dismissively wave her hands.
“Shoo. Shoo. Bad girl.”
Red in the cheeks, Darlene huffed.
“I am not a dog, Akana!”
With those words, she teleported.
Steven found the situation hilarious, so he laughed. Akana did no such thing, getting serious. The new coldness in her eyes caused Steven to cease all laughter and frown.
Akana began circling Steven, hands astutely folded behind her back.
“You almost blew my country to smithereens, Steven.”
“That I did.”
“You and Darl managed to forget that you have no control over your destructive prowess.”
“Yeah. An oversight on our part. Sorry.”
Akana stopped moving, stopping directly before him.
“Sorry? You think you’re sorry now? No, Steven. You’ll be sorry only when I’m done ripping apart your ass.”
“Huh?”
Akana’s eyes widened in realization.
“Oh no, Steven. That was a metaphor.”
“The hell kind of metaphor was that?”
She cleared her throat.
“A-Anyhow. We’ll start with control.”
“Alrighty.”
“Deep breaths, Steven, but tense all muscles; as if you’re getting ready to fight.”
A pyramid of constantly cackling blue lightning surrounded the duo.
“Then actually attack me. All the while, don’t think of the ramifications of your destructive potential.”
Akana moved several dozen feet back in an instant.
“Don’t focus on being tranquil, or one with the wind, or some yin and yang shit like that. Just focus on beating the crap out of me. Nothing will leave this barrier of mine, so go all out.”
Amassing determination, Steven gritted his teeth to yell,
“Thanks for this, Akana!”
Steven tensed both his right and left legs, coating them in the gleaming white to then send flurries of sound-breaking elongated kicks at Akana – taekwondo utilized.
They all connected. Great sand was flared up; through it, Steven beheld the sight of Akana, lighting-covered sword in a blocking position while she brimmed with mad excitement.
“So much potential, my dude! Remember, don’t think about the ramifications of your destructive potential! Just try your best to pulverize me!”
“Right!”
A bolt of lightning sliced open his face and blitzed behind, dissipating upon connecting with the electric barrier.
Steven felt woozy, his face already healing.
‘That could’ve instantly killed me and I-‘
“I’ll use my katana to send more of those your way; don’t stop attacking meanwhile. This is the fastest way to make you gain control – capitalize, dude.”
Steven blinked, feeling a fire within.
“Bet your ass I will!”
In roughly two hours, he’d finally done it.
Steven’s breathing was far from labored, though elevated nonetheless. A smile tugged at his lips, the same as Akana who stood opposite of him, steadily approaching.
“I fucking did it.”
When she reached him, Akana used her superspeed; making her barrier vanish, putting Steven in casual clothing, then wrapping him in a hug – faster than he could fathom.
“You fucking did it. Good job.”
Akana tipped on her toes, reaching up and patting him on the head.
“Good boy.”
Steven chuckled.
“Now,” Akana began,
“we can commence the next step earlier than planned.”
Steven nodded, seeming pensive; trying to make up his mind about something. Soon, he nodded once more.
“Before the next step or whatever, Akana, you should know that one of my sisters is uh… is fucking Terrifier.”
Baring her teeth, Akana grabbed Steven by his collars.
“Who the fuck do you think you are talking about your sister like that?! I don’t care if it’s a joke! That’s family! You don’t talk about family like that, Steven!”
Steven smiled a wistful smile.
“You hold family to a pretty high standard, despite not having any.”
A gasp fled Akana’s lips.
“How did you-?”
“So I was right.”
“Un…fortunately. Terrifier killed my mother and big sister two years ago.”
‘I want to kill her. I want to shove her spine down her throat and scatter her limbs across the ocean.’
“Honestly, Akana, my ability to hear desires kicked in. I heard the gruesome desire you have to murder Terrifier, and I don’t blame you. She killed a lot of people in front of me, including a kid, close up… today. Just fucking today.”
“Jesus, Steven.”
“Some sister I have, huh, Akana?”
“Is one of your sisters really-?”
“Yeah. But I don’t know which one for sure. Although, I do know a way to stop her regardless of that tidbit.”
Akana removed her hands from his collar,
eagerly saying,
“Please do tell.”
Steven went on to tell Akana about how today, he had sex with his eldest sister Selena. Akana didn’t find anything wrong with incest, so there was only a little, “Good for you” comment on her part.
Steven then told her how he awakened and received all of Selena’s abilities. After, he told her because of Selena’s hypothesis, he figured it only worked on family members.
Therefore, he said he went on to fuck and cum inside his other sisters, Misty and Elaine. He told her all about how he faced his fear and found himself in space. Then he let her know that that’s when he figured out he had atomic warping.
“No,” Akana whispered.
“So Terrifier doesn’t have a copy ability? This is worse. Way worse.”
“Yeah. And a few hours ago, I began thinking of Darlene as family, got to know her. That’s when I fucked and came inside her too. I gained her abilities and got stronger.”
“What a strange and powerful ability.”
Steven grinned, whispering,
“So wanna get to know each other; become family and get some good dick?”
Akana defensively raised her hands, beaming.
“Woah! Ay! Ay now, Steven! We’ve known each other for hours – slow your horses. And you don’t need my abilities for now. Let’s focus on the fundamentals. Besides, I’ve got things to do which’ll be at a detriment if we were to lengthen this training session.”
“So someday?”
Akana chuckled.
“Someday, Steven. I already like you, but there’s a time and a place for everything. I’ve decided. When I’ve completely finished your training–which would be in two or three months–I’ll give you my virginity and take your last name – join your household.”
Getting cocky, Steven smirked.
“‘Two or three months’?”
He scoffed.
“My charisma’s something fierce, Akana. I’m pretty sure I’ll be the best little bro to you way before then.”
Akana bit down on her lower lip, looking lustful, thinking of Steven’s fat cock, the way she’d put it in his boxers with her superspeed.
“Then, my dude, I’m looking forward to seeing that charisma at work.”
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From a planet within a galaxy some light years from the Milky Way, many animalistic screams resounded.
The planet was shrouded in flames, its infrastructures quickly coming undone. The only being coolly standing amidst the planet’s destruction was a casually dressed Misty Price.
She had her gaze slightly upward, her cold blue eyes reflecting fire and the countless writhing deaths of aliens.
“For now, I suppose eliminating these other lustful planets will soothe my rage. They’re not as lustful as Earth.”
Misty blew upward, and the red star above went out like a candle.
“Which is why they needn’t suffer for too long.”
When Misty spat on the ground, the planet exploded in a magnific eruption of flames and debris.
Misty sighed in relief, shutting her eyes and basking in the planet’s destruction; the force tearing her clothes asunder.
She envisioned Steven’s face, recalling how her brother was the first person she had sex with. She could’ve refused his advances, and she could’ve kept her thoughts to herself, but she genuinely harbored feelings for that inspirational brother of hers. And she could keep them to herself no longer.
Worst of all, Misty enjoyed their passionate time in bed more than anything she could recall, and she hated herself for it. Truly.
‘I wish I could die right now.’
‘YOU KNOW YOU CAN’T DO THAT, MY FRIEND.’
The voice that had echoed inside Misty’s mind belonged to a little girl.
‘I forgot to say “almost”.’
Misty began seeing again, erasing the flames and all remaining remnants of the destroyed planet with will alone – absolutely serious.
‘I’ll only allow death to take me in a decade or two; after I’ve butchered everyone on Earth and recreated the Big Bang.’
‘THEN YOU’LL REWRITE REALITY AND MAKE IT SO THAT LUST AND THE NEED TO PROCREATE VIA INTERCOURSE NEVER EXISTED IN THE FIRST PLACE – HEARD THIS A MILLION TIMES.’
‘I repeat it to reinforce my will.’
‘AS IF IT NEEDS ANY MORE FORTIFYING. YOU KNOW, YOU DON’T HAVE TO KILL YOURSELF AT THE END OF THE ROAD, RIGHT, MISTY? DEEP DOWN I’M SURE YOU WANNA LIVE A LUST-FREE LIFE WITH YOUR FAMILY AND-‘
‘But that’s deep down, Maggie. Deep down doesn’t matter to me. I’ll have no remorse while killing them all, changing everything, and wiping myself from existence.’
Maggie sighed.
‘YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT, MISTY.’
‘You know that I never regret.’
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Inside her room, Elaine Price stood with a gun to her head. Her eyes were closed, while her hand occasionally trembled. Her breathing was steady, however; signifying that she retained a measure of coolness – a clear head.
‘I finally met him… and that retard Terrifier had to go and fuck up my plans. Why today? Dark days were ahead, and I was to be judge, jury, and fucking executioner; a bringer of those dark days. That was a done deal. But because that mentally unstable prude threw another tantrum, it’s all muddled; not set in stone anymore.’
For but a moment, via telekinesis, Elaine grimaced and made space-time fold down around herself. That sudden burst of rage, of adrenaline, had caused the woman to harness vast amounts of cosmic energy; much more than she usually did in base form.
‘Our organization’s still intact, and none of us died but… Fuck!!!’
With blind fury, Elaine pulled the trigger. A clicking sound resounded, for there was no ammunition to be discharged.
Elaine ground her teeth in dark frustration.
‘I’ve worked so hard, sacrificed so much, and that goddamn edgy bitch had the audacity… She better keep her identity secret, ’cause as soon as I find out… that’ll be considered a dark day indeed. I’ll break her bones and bring her to the Leader – perfectly gift-wrapped, prepared to learn the meaning of real, honest-to-Satan despair.’
Elaine’s shoulders slacked, and she sighed, using her advanced telekinesis to cast the gun into nonexistence.
‘Sex with Steven, my little brother, was incredible. One of my fantasies was acted out and regardless, that feeling of fullness only lasted for a bit. This emptiness is still…’
Elaine shook her head, looking gloomy.
‘He told me we’d have to do it some other day. But I impressed them all, so it shouldn’t be too long. I shouldn’t wait too long again. Seven…teen… years of service. All the hard work I put in, all the hell you put me through to be the best of them wasn’t for nothing.’
Unsure, she told herself,
‘It wasn’t.’
Elaine groaned, dragging out some of her pink hair while her tears threatened to cascade.
‘Right, Mom?’
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Boom. Boom. Boom. The sleeping Latina Kara Crane kept hearing explosions, along with visceral squelching sounds of people dying.
‘No.’
She remembered entering the battle against Terrifier, intending and wanting to die as well; to end it there. Then when falling from the sky, in her dying moments, she regretted it all. Deeply.
Kara awoke with a soft gasp, whispering,
“I want to live.”
“Oh?” Darlene voiced, eyeing Kara with concern. She stood on Kara’s side of the bed, outfitted in a simple white dress.
On that bed lay a clean, red-gown-clad Kara and unconscious Sasha Holiday.
“I see you’re awake,” Darlene whispered to Kara.
“Are you having trouble remembering anything? You were dressed as an operative, so that’s what I assume you are. Do you mind telling me your name, Ms. Operative?”
Kara sat upright on the bed, looking ’bout the room.
‘This is… Mia’s manor,’ Kara thought, some measure of fear in her internal voice.
‘Selena brought me here?’
She sat her emotionless gaze on Darlene.
‘Darlene? Quite shocking to see you here. You’ve grown a lot. I’m glad.’
“Ms. Operative? Can you not speak?”
Kara opted to ignore Darlene for the time being; for reflection’s sake.
‘I guess I don’t want to die after all. Dying felt horrible. It happened so fast, and I felt totally powerless. I suppose that’s what everyone who was murdered felt in their final moments.’
She gritted her teeth and gripped the sheet.
‘So many innocent people felt like that. No one… should feel like that. Was it really a grave mistake giving up when I could have stopped so many villains; including Terrifier both two years ago and today? I am not fond of this feeling. I feel the need for a change. I won’t–I cannot–go back to being a hero, but I truly want to change something nonetheless.’
“It’s strange,” Darlene said, narrowed eyes scrutinizing Kara.
“I feel an intense drive from you, but I can’t for the life of me hear your desires.”
“Don’t bother trying. Even in this limited state, I’m immune to any and all psychic phenomena.”
Darlene’s eyes widened.
“You are? I thought Highergirl was the only one…”
“Don’t be shallow – there are billions of people on this planet. Oh, and my name is Kara Crane. Mind giving me yours? Also, please inform me of how I’m alive again.”
“A-Alive again? Hold on, you died, Kara?”
“Indeed. I recall getting locked out of the afterlife that my people go to, and then thrown away, inside a realm riddled with bones and darkness in all their perpetuity.”
“Darlene genuinely seemed overwhelmed.
“I-I honestly don’t know what to say to that. Oh, my God – that must have been terrifying. H-How are you back?”
“I have no idea.”
“Strange. A-And are you-? How are you faring?”
“Admittedly, it shook me, though it did not break me.”
‘Because I’m already broken,’ she thought.
Darlene put on a small smile.
“That’s good. You’re strong, Kara. I don’t know if I’d take something like that as well as you did.”
Kara simply nodded.
“Thank you.”
“I’m Darlene. Darlene Price.”
Kara’s jaws dropped.
“Darlene Price?”
“Oh. You seem to be a friend of Selena’s, so I imagine this must be quite a shocking revelation.”
“That it is.”
Bashfully, Darlene smiled.
“I’m Darlene Price, although, it’s not official just yet. Steven decided to make me part of the family today, but we’ve both come to a silent understanding to discuss it with everyone at dinner.”
“How fascinat-”
“Uncle Bobo!!!”
The pair–wildly surprised–turned to eye the frantic Sasha who sat upright – same as Kara.
Calming her nerves, she moved her eyes between Darlene and Kara.
“Where’s… my phone. I need my phone.”
Upon activating her superspeed, Darlene gave Sasha her phone instantly.
“Thank you.”
While tapping the screen, Sasha kept muttering with expansive sights,
“Please don’t be dead, you’re all I have. Please don’t be dead, you’re all I have.”
Hearing a familiar ringing sound, the girl put the phone to her ear.
The voice of an automated machine greeted her. She hung up and try again. And again. Getting more tears in her eyes each time, until they began to flow. Only then did Sasha concede, falling back onto the mattress while loudly bawling.
Darlene moved to comfort her, but Kara already had that covered. She lay beside and embraced her, whispering words such as,
“This pain won’t last forever” and “I’m sorry”.
‘Her memories… This girl Sasha was willing to die, to suffer to bring me back, and yet I… I’m sorry.’
Darlene sadly watched them, thinking,
‘I… wish I could’ve…’
She sighed.
‘Time to get Steven, I suppose.’
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Operative Selena Price was presently in grave turmoil. With a racing heartbeat, she walked in the living room left to right – back and forth. Thinking. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say “overthinking”.
‘I’m pathetic,’ Selena said inward.
‘I know and keep remembering how I couldn’t even bring myself to attack Terrifier again, yet I’m still so horny; so fucking wet after hearing Steven fuck Misty and Elaine.’
Selena scoffed, stopping in her tracks, wearing a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
‘Operative? Operatives are fierce and relentless in their duties. I’m not an operative, I’m a coward. And I still have no faith in myself. There’s no way I can fight her. I just need someone to stop her.’
She began sobbing.
‘I need my brother. I need you, Steven. I need you to grow stronger and stop Terrifier. And I know you’re the younger sibling, but I truly need you to… hug me and tell me that everything’s gonna be alright.’
Her eyes narrowed.
‘But even you have too much on your plate right now.’
Selena gasped. She felt arms around her torso, and breathing on her neck.
“Everything’s gonna be alright, Sis.”
Selena let out a long, soft breath of relief.
“Steven… thank you. I really needed you. I’m sorry.”
He planted a sultry kiss on her neck.
“What for, Selena?”
Involuntarily, she moaned, sniffling right after.
“I’m sorry for not being stronger.”
Steven began moving his hips, dry-humping her thighs, practically rubbing his huge cock against her pussy and clitoris.
He listened to her whimper and moan, becoming even more aroused.
“Don’t ever apologize for something that’s not true. There’s no doubt in my mind that you’re selling yourself short, ’cause you’re one of the strongest people I know, Selena.”
Selena bucked her hips, grinding back into him.
“N-Now you’re just lying.”
Letting out a hot and sexy breath into her ear, he whispered,
“I’m not. I really look up to you. When Mom died you single-handedly stopped this family from going to shit. Even though you were hurting just like the rest of us, you pushed through and got things done; made things better. Even now as you’re hurting, you’re reaching your breaking point, but you’re still desperately trying to push through; not giving up on me; not giving up home; maintaining that fighting spirit. What you’ve got is real fuckin’ strength, Selena.”
Selena teared up, deeply emotional while hornier than ever.
“Thank you. You’re the best. Now please… don’t just fuck me, Steven. Make love to me.”
He phased with her in tow, and both their clothings touched the ground.
“Say no more.”
Steven hurled Selena on the coach, catching her just before she landed, gently setting her on her back. He then positioned his head between her legs, breathing on her cunt, making her shiver from anticipation.
“Please, Little Brother. I’m so horny.”
Steven’s tongue swirled around Selena’s clit. She tensed for a moment but eventually relaxed as Steven continued in the same manner.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she moaned. Steven had inserted two fingers within her sopping pussy whilst diligently pleasuring her clitoris with that skillful tongue of his.
Softly, Selena moaned in an all-too-cute way,
“~I’m cumming~…”
She tensed and curled her toes as juices gushed from her snatch and slathered her brother’s face.
Staring into Selena’s eyes, Steven wiped at his face to then lewdly lick off that same hand.
The mere sight made the woman whimper and yell,
“Please hurry and fill me up, Little Brother!”
Licking his lips and kneeling upright, Steven grabbed her legs, pushing them back – close to her shoulders; his cock at her entrance.
Slowly, he put in the tip, then slammed it all inside – balls deep.
“~Ahn, cummin’ – fuuck~!”
Steven eased out of her then drove back inside with all his mind.
Selena squealed, going cross-eyed.
“~Ohnn, that’s so good~!”
Steven repeated the motion.
“~Yes, Steven! Cumming again~!”
Selena’s walls gripped him tighter in orgasm. Her moans, words, and expressions brought him closer and closer to the edge.
He pulled out then rammed all the way in again. And once more, her insides, her whining moans, and expressions brought him closer.
Leaning forward, Steven hugged Selena tightly and whispered into her ear,
“You’re even strong down here. Gripping me so fucking tight. ~I’m cumming, Sis~.”
With one final thrust, Steven’s balls clenched, and he spurted all his semen into her womb, further filling her with his warmth.
The feeling of being stuffed with her little brother’s cum brought Selena over the edge again.
“~Cummin’ cummin~! ~I love you, Steven~!”
He collapsed onto her, feeling that pain and familiar heat; accordingly activating Misty’s pain-alleviating ability.
“Selena,” Steven softly spoke, smiling,
“You were even stronger than me in the battle against Terrifier. While I sat and wallowed in sadness, you stood up to her, showed her your wrath and demanded answers. That was so badass. You’re so badass.”
Selena teared up, sniffled, and grinned.
“You know… the same can be said for you, Little Brother.”
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