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System Supervillain, Chapter 69
🕑 Added 2023-11-16 19:56:55 +0000 UTCNice. ;)
Chapter 69 – History
The fox spirit opened her eyes as I played with the base of her tails, which were currently draped about me. Her body squirmed on top of mine, threatening to slip off my softening shaft still inside her. “Mmm, Master! That tickles!”
I had to chuckle at her antics while we lay in bed, her still on top of me, her naked breasts pressed against my chest, with Eva, Gabriela, and Min-yuèlying next to us. We were speaking in Japanese, but everyone here knew the language, so it was fine. “So, what is your name, slave?”
Foxtrot shuddered at the word, but in an almost reverent way. “I am Muhiro, of the line of Tamamo-no-Mae. Back in my day, I had many suitors, who sought to claim me, and make me theirs. I had my fun, and then threw them to the oni, since I did not wish to be tied down. Until the day that priestess arrived.
“She sealed me in a stone, just because I threw her father aside and let an oni eat him! If he was truly such a faithful and righteous man, he wouldn’t have come crawling to me, hoping to take me as a bride, when he already had a wife and daughter at home! But the girl wouldn’t listen to me, and, with the help of her friends, sealed me away.”
Muhiro laughed. “And then, years later, another girl, of the same lineage as that priestess, comes to my shrine, in tears. Something about some great catastrophe, or something. I wasn’t really paying attention at the time, you know. But she offered a contract. She would be my new vessel, if I gave her the power to help people. I was tired of being sealed, so I accepted. That was two hundred years ago, now.”
That caused my eyes to widen in surprise. Glancing at Pyra and Stolen Victory, her teammates hadn’t heard this, either. “Two hundred? How is it Hinako is still alive?”
“Because becoming my vessel granted her a fraction of my power. While I live, she is immortal, and even if I am ‘killed’, my flame can never be put out. So, she has not aged since the day she came to me. Aren’t you lucky, Master? We’ll never get old and wrinkly.”
I chuckled, and said, “Good to know. So, since I fully intend to see you swell, like my other girls, what would happen if I bred you, or Hinako? Would only one of you be pregnant? And what would happen to the child when you shifted?”
Foxtrot’s Knowledge Skill (Arcane Lore), 14-: 3d6 = 10 (Success)
Muhiro nuzzled my neck. “Such a naughty Master. But, to answer your question, every ‘shift’, as you call it, brings us to the beginning of our cycle. So, for one of us to become pregnant, we would have to spend weeks in one form or the other.”
She got serious as she looked into my eyes. “When we trade places within the soul cage of the seal, the physical form of this vessel changes, yes, but a child, once they began to grow within our womb, would not just disappear. Our magic would keep the child safe from our transformation, but it would also affect the child in certain ways. They undoubtedly will be half-yokai, at the least. Perhaps even a full yokai, like myself. And the other magical influences upon your soul would also affect the child if you planted your seed within us.”
I nodded slowly. So, as long as Foxtrot transformed every week or so, she would never get pregnant. However, once knocked up, she’d still be that way in either form, and would probably have magic of some sort. But that last sentence was a bit of a concern. “Other magical influences?”
“Yes, Master. I can smell the magic of other creatures upon you, especially now that we are bound to you, and the incubus in your ring no longer clouds my judgement. But I also detect the scent of a yuki-onna upon you. Fainter than the incubus bound to your ring, but still upon you. While those associations might not affect a normal child’s birth, they can affect the gifts a yokai might receive.”
“Hah. That would be the spirit in my blade. She called herself the Snowflake Queen. I was on a little job in Antarctica, and one thing led to another. She transformed into my blade, spending the last of her power so that I could defeat her husband, who had been possessed by an ancient power which took the form of a dragon, calling itself the King of Ice. Once I killed the dragon, their souls departed, but the blade remained.”
Muhiro blinked once, and said, “The Snowflake Queen, and the King of Ice? I heard that story once, as a child. The Snowflake Queen gave up her mortal life so that she could seal her husband away, somewhere in a distant land of ice and snow. You met them?”
“And killed the King of Ice, yes.”
“Master,” Gabriela started, looking at me like I’d grown two heads, “how many stories like this do you have that you just completely gloss over a meeting with what sounds like mythological figures from the ancient past?”
I couldn’t help but grin at that. “Well, considering that I have three of the most powerful superheroines in the world in bed with me right now, as well as an equally powerful supervillainess, and they’re all my devoted sex slaves? We could just say that I have never exactly led a dull life, and leave it at that. You get to meet all kinds of people when you’re a thief and assassin, after all.”
Gabriela frowned. “You may own us now, and can order us about, but I am not a sex slave!”
“Really?” I smiled wickedly at her. “Why don’t you look at your status, then. In the skills section, you should find a new Professional Skill.”
Gabriela brought up the screen, and then groaned. “What the hell is ‘Professional Skill (Sex Slave)’? And it says that the roll is based on my Comeliness?”
“Just what it sounds like, pet. It is both a sign of your new status, and a symbol of how good you are at it.”
“Don’t worry, sister-slave,” Min-yuè said as she moved closer to Gabriela, embracing the aura of warmth the fire-type gave off. “Master is very good at making sure we get plenty of time to practice with that skill. Anyways, it isn’t like you can do anything to stop him. So, you might as well enjoy your new life.”
“Well said, Minnie,” a new voice said as a portal opened near us. I chuckled as I saw Crystal there, naked as the rest of us were. My sister walked in, leading another woman by a leash attached to the girl’s throat. “Even though my brother hasn’t enslaved me, I made sure to get the same skill I made sure all of you have so I don’t lose out on chances to get some of his attention.”
“Wait,” Eva said. “You’re brother and sister? And you’re… Oh, that’s fucked up!”
“Says the slut that begged me to impregnate her,” I said, flicking her nipple with one hand. Looking back at Crystal, I said, “So, is this the former Titan?”
“Yes,” Crystal beamed at me. Yanking the leash, she dragged the naked woman into the room, allowing the portal to close. “Meet Titania, also known as Alice Hayes. She used to be Alex Hayes, and Titan. Oh, and she used to be a man. Now, however, none of that is true.” Looking at the girl, she said, “Greet your Master and fellow slaves like I told you, slut.”
The woman flinched at the abuse thrown her way, but I could see that there was a distinct dampness between her thighs, just below the ‘Property of Iceblade’ tattoo on her womb, which was easy to see, since she didn’t have any hair below her neck. Definitely subject to my sister’s remodeling. As pushed Muhiro off of me to sit up, Alice’s eyes met mine. “Greetings, my Master, and fellow slaves. This cunt’s name is Titania, and this cunt exists to serve all of Master’s needs.”
Eva gaped. “Alex, what happened to you?”
Crystal laughed. “I happened, of course. We are in a digital realm right now. All of us are data. And data is mine to control how I wish. So, I went and edited Alice here. Since she won’t have access to her suit from when she was Titan, I made her the Titania Mechagirl Mk 1 suit, using nanite construction. Even better, she can use some of her nanite abilities without the suit. So far, it is limited to shapeshifting into any female form, but we may be able to patch in more abilities later.”
“Really, you’ve outdone yourself this time, Crystal. I assume the reason the slut is wet is because you gave her some kind of humiliation kink?”
“Good guess, brother. Yes, I did, because Alex wouldn’t stop complaining as I was altering him, so Alice gets to be a masochist slut who enjoys being degraded.”
“Interesting,” I said, as I stood to look Alice over. She was pretty, in a conventional kind of way. “Well, let’s test her out.” I grabbed Alice by the ponytail she was sporting, and guided her to her knees. “I’ve been pretty busy, and need to take a leak. You’re going to drink it all, aren’t you, Alice?”
Alice shuddered, and said, despondently, “Yes, Master.” She opened her mouth, expectantly.
“Oh, no. Put it in your mouth yourself. No hands.”
“Yesh, Mashter,” she said around a mouthful of dick, before sealing her lips against the base.
“Don’t spill a drop, or you’ll be punished.” With a small sigh of relief, I started to unload my bladder into her mouth. Turning my attention back to Crystal, I said, “So, we’ve effectively announced our formation of a new villain team, and taken out one of the top-tier hero teams worldwide. What gaps do we have in our organization?”
“Well,” Crystal said, thoughtfully, her eyes were locked on Alice’s crying face, watching the woman swallow to keep from spilling anything. “We have plenty of offensive power, in a variety of types. Defensively, we’re probably as well set as we can be, especially with Stolen Victory and Titania on the team. Titania can also turn into a spaceship, so even without teleportation, we have some transport options. I think the only thing we’re really missing is a dedicated healer or buffer. While some of your pets have healing abilities, and some have regenerative powers, having a specialist on hand would be useful, especially if we have to fight someone on the same level as the former Squadron Supreme, without all of us there, or where they’ve selected the battlefield, and prepared for us.”
“Yes,” I nodded, considering things. Looking over my shoulder at the naked beauties still sprawled on the bed, I said, “Well, girls? Know of any heroines or villainesses that are dedicated healing types? I don’t tend to pay attention to them, since they rarely take the field.”
“Actually, Master,” Min-yuè grinned. “I happen to know of someone, from when I was Moonchild. It was during that incident in Palestine, when the Zionist Front tried to take over, after the first World War?”
“Ah, that’s right, you’re immortal, as well, right, Min-yuè? Hmm, I may have to see about getting some of that, as well, especially since I’m getting more immortal pets. But the first World War was a hundred years ago. Would this person you’re thinking of still be active?”
“Yes, Master. She is an immortal, like myself. Anyway, I was there as part of an international force to crush the terrorists trying to take over the country, and she was there providing humanitarian aid to the Palestinian people. Her name is Serafina, and she’s Italian. Never got her real name. But she should still be around.”
“Ah, I know who you’re talking about,” Crystal nodded. With a wave of her hand, Crystal brought up an image of a nun in full habit, glowing golden, with four angel wings sprouting from her back. The only things that set her apart from something you’d see in a depiction of a saint would be the goggles she wore over her eyes, and a silver scepter in one hand. “I was reading about her. She’s been seen in every major war zone for the last hundred years, at least, always going around and healing whoever she can. Even bringing some people back from the dead.”
“Like, actual resurrection? Not just shocking someone back to life after their heart stopped for a second?”
“Yes, the real thing. Though she usually only uses it on children. Seems to take a lot out of her.”
“That sounds like her,” Min-yuè nodded. “She’ll probably be a pretty tough nut to crack, though. Her powers defend her from things like the pheromones your ring causes you to emit, Master, and her goggles are supposed to help protect her from mental attacks. Plus, she can create holy ground wherever she goes, which will hurt those of us who have magic powers which can’t be used on holy ground.”
“And her defenses are supposed to be almost as good as Indomitable’s were, at least for taking hits,” Crystal nodded, reading off a report on our new target that she’d gotten from somewhere. “There’s a note here that her powers seem to dampen when she’s on unholy ground, though. Even her ‘Consecration’ ability doesn’t seem to work if she is on unholy ground. But it also seems to hurt her.”
“Interesting. So, if we can find someone to desecrate a battlefield, then we can strip her of her defenses, at least long enough to enslave her, and then she’ll be under my control. Sounds like fun.”
Comments
Colin Dearing
Thinking immortality would be helpful... well, important to have goals :)
Martin Gamboa
Got to round out the party lol
