When she awakens, T'yala feels herself being dragged out onto a stage. Lights blind her, but she can hear the excited shouting of at least dozens of men in the crowd. "Always excuses." He begins to stroke her clit with surprising skill. "Never taking responsibility for your own little urges." "Likewise. Maybe finally we can do business properly, without acting like the worse scum possible." Goode agrees. "It was certainly unusual, but it was good working for you." She parks up a hefty distance from the corporate headquarters, looking at Azura. "And, uh, sorry about that awkward moment back there. I was acting on instinct - I didn't want to get caught."
"Nnnh!" Eyes going wide as he touches her clit, making her squirm underneath his massive body. "Khhh. Fine, just know that if you disappoint me, I'll crush your balls." Vanessa hissed, stopping her resistance as she realized how eager Hammer was. However, that doesn't mean she'll just give herself to him as she hold back her pleasure to the best of her ability. At least, as much as she could with how sensitive her body has gotten these past few weeks.
“It's alright, I understand. I would have done the same if our roles were reversed.” Azura smiled reassuringly. “So, do you need any additional assistance from me?”
Hammer simply grins, his fingers squeezing and caressing her clit. Then, she sees him undo his zipper, cock springing forth, colossal, even by the standards of the men she's screwed recently. Goode returns the smile. "That should be it. You've done more than enough."
“Alright, in that case I'll leave the rest to you and head back. Give me a call if you need anything else.” Azura got out of the car and looked at the pink-haired woman. “It was a pleasure working with you, Alicia. See you later!”
With that taken care of Azura decided to head home and get some well-deserved rest, as well as check on Esmerelda and Sapphira, to find out what the two are doing.
He ponders the question seriously, despite the woman's tone. I don't actually know that much about makeup. I just use what the company wants me to. I can't really do that for this. If anyone thinks Calista's with a crime lord... "Yes, actually. I do. Know anyone who can help?" He verbally jabs back.
Jenny listened to her twin's explanation, pondered her words, and ultimately found herself unable to be angry at her sister for spying on her. Chastity was right, she hadn't done anything to make Jenny do what she'd done. She'd let Hammer fuck her before Chastity arrived. She'd willingly spend the morning after with Duke's men and she'd never sensed Chastity's presence. Her guilt had wracked her then and still partly did. She was in pain and Chastity had helped her. Jenny could only be grateful to her sister for what she'd done. Especially after saving her life. When she'd thought about her sister's faith before she'd always been suspicious, and if Chastity had ever tried to convert her would she have listened? She doubted it. But when she thought back to all of the black men that had fucked her over this past week, and dwelt on how much pleasure they had brought to her she shivered. Every single black dick she'd spread her legs for this week had brought her such unimaginable ecstasy she knew she could never go back. And she didn't want to. And if her actions pleased Chastity's Goddess would it truly hurt to learn more? "I-I never knew..." Jenny tried to keep from crying after hearing her sister's telling. "I only ever heard mom's side of it. I didn't know she threw you out. I'm so sorry." Jenny embraced Chastity tightly then and grew angry at her mother but kept that down. Now was not about her. "I love you too Chass. And I need you in my life too." She said after her twin finished and wiped a tear from her eye. "I-if you want, I'd like to hear about your faith. I promise I'll keep an open mind."
"Mmh!" Vanessa's eyes go wide as she saw Hammer's massive cock spring forward. "T-that's too big!" She gasped, not sure if even her superhuman body can endure taking it inside of her.
Upon arriving, Azura finds no respite from her labors. As she approaches the door, she smells a strangely fragrant floral scent. Opening it, she's shocked to see her the wall between her bedroom and the living room has a large semicircular hole in it, the cut perfectly round. From the edges of the broken wall emerge vines and flowers of a dozen vibrant colors, while the sweet scent grows stronger. Esmerelda lies on the floor, unconscious, and Sapphira's nowhere to be found.
"Ooh, catty. Maybe you're a more convincing chick than I thought." The woman chuckles. "I have a safehouse not far from the bar. Come over and I'll help you."
"It wasn't your fault, babe. She never told you because she knew you wouldn't have approved. I never told you because I was too proud to ask you for help." She dabs away another of Jenny's tears. "I'd love that. I have to get to work - to my day job, but when I get back, I'll tell you all you want to know. And maybe I can help you with Harold?" She adds. Kissing Jenny's cheek, Chastity departs, and that's when it hits her. Jenny's stomach feels like it's turning in on itself, as she's assaulted by a wave of nausea. Her first alarmed thought is that it's something to do with the bullet wound, but she dismisses that - the feeling's not occuring in the same place. Neither does it seem to be withdrawal from panacea, symptoms of which seem to be more based around headaches. Whatever the cause, she finds herself having to rush to the bathroom, head bent over the bowl. Afterwards, she finds Harold waiting in the kitchen, holding up a cup of tea for her. "I heard you overindulged last night." He smirks.
"What, you scared?" Hammer strokes his manhood slowly while eyeing her. "You, a superhero, can't handle what regular human women take all the time?"
"Regular... there's no way a normal woman could handle something that big!" Vanessa whined, eyes still glued to the massive monster in front of her. She gulped, unable to even imagine how a normal human could handle something that's almost twice the size of her forearm.
"I'd like that." Jenny admitted before her sister left. While her nausea was a curiosity, she quickly quelled whatever concerns she had over it. She'd just survived being shot, a stomach flu she could handle. While in the bathroom her hand traced over where the bullet entered and another concern grew that she'd want to get herself checked out by a doctor. If the bullet had damaged her uterus or ovaries she'd want to know. While she didn't have immediate plans to start a family with Harold, she'd like the option to one day. It was thinking about children with Harold that another thought of what her nausea could be from entered her mind and her face paled. "Oh fuck." she muttered and grabbed her phone to send an e-mail to her doctor to schedule an appointment. Once she reached the kitchen Jenny smiled at her husband, took the offered drink, and kissed his cheek. "Thank you," she replied before she answered "Maybe a little bit." She pressed herself against him and just enjoyed the moment. "I've missed you. What've you been up to?"
Hammer holds up his phone, navigating to show Vanessa a video of a buxom blonde beauty crying out in ecstasy as Hammer pounds her. "See? You don't think you're weaker than some blonde slut, do you?" He smirks, before pulling aside her leotard and tearing her pantyhose. "Now enough talk." She sees Hammer's...hammer pressing against her entrance.
Sonata finds that the aaddress leads to a nondescript apartment - not a complete rathole, but far from a penthouse. "It's open!" His contact yells as he approaches, and he finds her in the kitchen, a drink and a makeup kit nearby. "Ready to feel pretty?" She grins.
Her doctor replies quickly, stating that there's been a cancellation and he can fit her in that very afternoon. "Missing you." He smirks. "Not much, actually. Infinity's been quiet lately, it's almost like he's lost interest in us. So, I've been twiddling my thumbs and trying to amuse myself."
