"Alien tech?" Vanessa raised an eyebrow, surprised that such a seemingly mid level mob boss could procure such a thing. And just as she planned on getting things over with, "Huh?" Her eyes were drawn to the golden orb, she found that her thoughts were interrupted. "Aah, so that's your aim, huh. Sadly, I don't do gifts." But as she managed to regain some of her senses, Vanessa shakes her head. For now, she tries to test his barrier's strength still confident in her god like powers. After all, she wouldn't want him turning into paste from the immense force of a full powered punch.
Spoiler: Magic Roll D100: 69+10 (Dark Magic)=79 As the two boys prepare to fight, a cracking sound signals the damage to the structure. "Shit, what's happening?" Finch shouts, dodging a piece of falling masonry.
Jenny looked up at Hammer like a deer caught in headlights. Her eyes darted around the room, she knew that she shouldn't. They were in a very public place, and eyes were watching them. Watching HER. Her eye caught her wedding ring and she paused for a moment, her resolve bolstered. She could say 'no', she would say 'NO'. But as she looked back up at Hammer her hands moved on their own to his pants fastenings and tentatively undid them. Worshipful, she released his cock from its prison and marveled at it. "Oh my fucking god." she muttered before her hands began stroking it.
“It’s a trap!” With them agitated at an all time high, it wouldn’t take much else at this point. With them distracted it seemed like it was the time she could get away with a direct move. Focusing her power she let out an arcane blast directly at Ryota now that he was weak and distracted to “help” Finch get the advantage.
As expected, people around the club are staring at the lewdness occurring in the booth - knowing immediately what was going to happen when an erotic woman like Jenny walked into the den of a beast like Hammer. His cock pokes upwards, a massive tower of flesh that resembles a battering ram in how thick it is. "Hmm... A girl like you probably can't suck a cock this size - not yet, anyway... But why don't you give it a kiss?" His hand moves from her breast to her blonde head, guiding her down until her face is level with his enormous member.
"S-Stooop..." The blonde moans, her strength fading as the lust rises within her. Spoiler: Pheromone Roll D100: Squidlock: 75+20 (Pheromone Skill) Sorceress: 45-20 Willpower: 41-41=0 "O-Oooh... Feels... Feels so..." The blonde moans lewdly, eyes widening as the pleasure overwhelms her.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Malady: 49+10 (Dark Magic Skill)=59 Ryota: 69-10 (Injured)=59 Ryota manages to pivot out of the way of the blast, though his injury means he can't quickly counterattack. "Stop this!" Finch orders, and is ignored.
If there was any resistance left in Jenny she didn't have the mental faculties to summon it. Like she was on autopilot, she let Hammer guide her head down until her face was less than an inch away from the monster. The smell of it filled her nostrils and her eyes partially closed as she savored its scent. Her tongue escaped her lips and gingerly grazed up and down its length in short trails. It was a full bodied flavor and despite the revulsion she would feel later at her actions she found it intoxicating. Lovingly she rubbed her face against his length before she placed an attentive kiss against the shaft. "Ohhh...." she mewled in affection before she started kissing up his member, her tongue trailing along the underside of his cock-head when she reached it. Her hands gripped around the base of his cock and started stroking up its length, her motions increasing with intensity the longer she showered Hammer's dick with kisses.
Surprisingly fast to react. Thinking of her next move, she reasoned that trying to use the soil here would be difficult through all the metal, but the spots that she exposed by collapsing the ceiling could still be used. It was quite a bit more difficult to use sources without touching them directly, but she felt if she focused she could summon up some vines and strike Ryota off guard from above with him distracted by so many things at once. It seemed like Finch wasn't willing to take anyone's side, but se still played the cards of acting like she was the victim. "We'll have time to talk after he's taken down. He's too out of control! He must have been exposed! There's no use in trying to to talk him down. Just knock him out and let it wear out of his system." She wondered if she could prompt Finch into doing something more.
"The words I believe you are looking for," he says as the tentacle at her pussy suddenly straightens up, "''Worth it to submit'." With that, he plunges the tendril into her. Wasting little time, he starts to thrust it in and out, rubbing intensely against her inner walls to both stimulate her and to let her body absorb his lust-enhancing essence in the mist directly intimate way possible.
After some thinking, T'yala decided to recruit a number of independents. She would start by searching for vigilantes... They would be easy to start with, far easier than the established team. But not only. She would also search for victims of crimes and military and police veterans in the long term wards in hospitals. With some piece of technology, she might improve their situation. Of course, a psych evaluation would need to be confirmed for them. Those would make some dedicated Heroes. With a plan in mind, she sat by the computer and started researching. But as she started, she paused. This... this could wait. First, she needed to gather more information about Simon Arch. Her eyes moved to the shelf, where she left the necklace she received from the man. She bit her lip then came to decision – she called her secretary. “Crystal, make sure I am not disturbed for the next few hours.” She said as she got up. She leaned back in her chair and drummed on the desk... finally, she came to decision. She pushed the button, lowering the blinds covering the windows. She then reached to one of the desk's drawers and took out an electric dildo. She walked up to the shelf and took the case... she put it on the desk, and after a moment, opened it. Her legs shook as she felt the 'radiation' of pure gold hit her. She licked her lips as her fingers moved to the buttons of her shirt. Faye stripped, leaving only her garter, stockings and heels on. She sat down and continued looking at the necklace. Finally, with some hesitation, she reached out and- “Hm~” she groaned as she touched the pure gold. She could feel her lust skyrocketing and her powers leave her. Slowly, she took the necklace and put it on. She could feel the pure gold radiating around her neck, over her cleavage. “Yhm~” She moaned, closed her eyes as the pure gold stuck with full power – it wasn't as strong as the gold dildo – which she left at her home, but it was close enough. It reminded her- Spoiler: Memory “Ah!” Amethyst Heart screamed as her body climaxed again, her mind blanking from overstimulation. The pure golden dildo was ploughing her pussy without a break, without mercy – she could already feel another climax quickly approaching. “Yh!” She groaned as the suction pumps sucked the milk out of her breasts. Her breasts and pussy were sore... She was treated like a cow, used to produce power giving milk- “Ah~” A whimper escaped her lips as memories of her time in captivity, the feelings, sensations flashed in her mind. Her body shook from those memories. She bit her lip and grabbed the dildo. Slowly, she slide it into her pussy – that was enough to make her have two small climaxes. She licked her lips. Faye typed into search Spoiler: Browser search Simon Arch's business opponents. Deaths, accidents, affairs, disappearances, ends, mysteries. She then took a mouse and leaned back in her chair. She turned on the dildo on the lowest setting- “Uhm~!” She exclaimed as a climax rolled over her body. She could feel her breasts slowly start filling with milk. After a moment, her eyes focused back on the screen. Her oversensitive body shook from pleasure, as another climax was approaching. She blinked a few times, and a moan escaped her throat, as she concentrated back on the screen. Simon Arch had a reputation. She would check first, how fared his business opponents – those who openly opposed him and those who did not take his deals. Especially female ones~ “Ah~” She breathed in deeply, as another climax rocked her body, before returning to reading...
“That's not what I meant. It won't be one of us wearing an illusion, it will be the illusion itself that will go talk to them. I have used the same kind of trick before, though only as a distraction. This time it will be a bit more complicated since the illusion will have to deliver a message, so in order to make sure everything goes alright I will have to watch it the whole time. Might be best if I get on top of one of the nearby buildings, so that I have a view of the entire area. Once the illusion has delivered the message and is out of their sight I will let it dissipate and vanish.” Azura explained. “Just make sure you time your attack correctly – I don't want to keep the illusion around for longer than necessary, as I might need the power later.”
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Vanessa: 54+10 (Pulling Punches)=64 Barrier: 94 As her fist collides with the glass, Vanessa's eyes go wide in surprise - it didn't even buckle. Behind the glass, the fat man's smile grows wider. "Not used to that, are you? Good. Now look into my eye..." Spoiler: Willpower Roll D100: 90 Vanessa: 90 Eye: 23 The hero feels the entrancing gaze of the artifact, whispers at her ear - too soft to make out. Unfortunately for Melchett, the anger and embarrassment of failing to even crack the glass has left her too pissed to listen to them.
Hammer's cock twitches at her tongue's attention, warm and huge and musky in its scent. For the moment, the villain is willing to let Jenny debase herself at her own pace. "Heh, you've fallen head over heels for this dick, ain't you? Can't get something like this at home with your limp-dicked hubby."
Spoiler: Persuasion Roll D100: 67+10 Finch looks at Malady, before narrowing his eyes. "This doesn't mean I trust you." He glowers. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Finch: 86 Ryota: 49 Melee Damage: 37 Ryota's Health: 37-50=13 Ryota raises his sword to strike the superhero, but Finch pivots out of the way behind him, getting a muscular forearm around the boy's neck, and lifts his other arm behind his head. Soon, Ryota's face goes white as the rear-naked choke cuts off his air supply.
"O-Ooh! Oh, fuck!" The sorceress moans out, her juices letting the tendril glide inside her smoothly, walls fitting snugly against the invader, as the monster fucks her. "G-Good...Feels good!" She cries out, the lust having reduced her to one and two word sentences at best.
Biting the inner corner of her lip, she tried to keep a straight face and contain her laughter. Though she noted that Finch still seemed pretty physically capable despite his injuries. He might lack actual powers, but he's still very physically honed. Nothing she couldn't deal with eventually, but it seemed like the situation would mostly take care of itself. "I'll just put him to sleep for now." Malady approached to where Finch grappled Ryota to do the process she did earlier, placing her hand over his mouth to have him ingest toxins directly. After many battles, he had developed something of a resistance to it, but she was confident he was weakened enough that she could render him unconscious for at least a few hours.
"Yes, ma'am." Crystal answers, as the alien slips the necklace around her neck and feels the sensation of true powerlessness. After her intense climax, feeling the fullness of milk in her breasts, she does her research. There's nothing openly linking Arch to any crime - officially, the worst thing he's ever done to an opponent is seize their company in a hostile takeover (something he seems to be quite talented at). Open accusations of wrongdoing against Arch and his corporation are rare at best, even if they don't sue, it's public knowledge that the corp can make your life quite difficult in this city. Spoiler: Investigation Roll D100: 34 T'yala searches for something - a smoking gun that could point to some crime or misdeed, but she doesn't find it. Maybe Simon's clean, or maybe the alien's just too worked up to be able to see between the lines. According to what's publicly available, the billionaire is a ruthless businessman, but a law-abiding one, and a charitable philanthropist.
