Vanessa wasn't sure if she should be proud, or angry at what Tony said. But with the shocking information she's gathered about her mother. The heiress could no longer deny that the proud woman she looked up to growing up... had quite the perverse past time. And as Tony said there weren't much, Vanessa figured she'd have to deal with three... maybe five at most. But as he gives the exact number, "E-eleven? You want me to... "teach" eleven students?" She gasped, eyes going wide. "When." She takes a deep breath, "When do I have to... do it?" She asked, not wanting to go back on her word.
Jenny might have imagined that eventually the experience the drug provides would fade - that there'd be diminishing returns as her body and mind get used to the effects. Instead, the feeling of exuberance and pleasure rocks her body like it's the very first time, and Jenny feels her headache disappear, replaced by a feeling of giddyness. The rapper, who Jenny learns goes by the name of Lil' Squizzy, though he invites her to call him Wilson, enjoys the feeling of the two beauties on his arm, beginning to talk and joke with Belle. Jenny learns the man's a lot more famous than his appearance in a small club like this would suggest - he's apparently a major star, doing a show at a venue in his home neighborhood to boost his credibility. Belle mentions Psychana, at which point the man perks up. "Shit, that blonde chick? She's fine. You should put her in a video with me." Belle thinks for a moment. "You know, that's not a half-bad idea. She'd increase her recognisability, while you'd raise your credibility." The conversation drifts from business, back to more lascivious topics. "Hey..." Belle leans in towards Wilson. "...At the door, it kinda seemed like Jenny here was impressed by that goliath of yours." Wilson chuckles. "That so? Hey, Magnus, get over here!" He calls out. Jenny turns, seeing the seven foot man approaching. "Seems like Jenny was impressed by you." The rapper chuckles, and the man looks at the blonde, his voice incredibly deep. "That so?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Oh, that's nothing." Tony says casually. "When I had my own graduation, there were almost thirty of us." Looking at his book once more, he purses her lip. "Optimally, I'd say within the week - best to get it out of their system soon."
"T-thirty?" Vanessa gasped, eyes going wide as she couldn't even imagine how her mother would have dealt with such a number. "F-fine, I understand. The day after tomorrow, I should have a clear schedule by then." She replied just wanting to get it over with as soon as possible. "Is that everything you needed from me?"
"If you're satisfied with you we're running the school, then yes." He takes her hands. "I wanted to thank you once again for coming. It's wonderful to see you here, taking your mother's place."
"Aside from this... perverted little tradition. I don't see anything that needs changing." Vanessa grumbled as he took her hands. "I hope to see these students make a name for themselves." She added, as she finally stands up. Unless the director had anything else to say, Vanessa drives back home since her next meeting is still in the evening. She decides to check if Lawrence had learned anything about the Scarlet Ranger. And maybe spy on how Jacob's training is going.
Jenny sighed as her headache quickly faded and was grateful for the relief. The enhancement of her powers was growing familiar also took effect and her mind stretched out picking up the thoughts of the group around her, the club, as well as those nearby outside. She could easily sense Belle's contained arousal as well as Wilson's the latter easier to detect as Jenny's eyes were often drawn tot he large bulge in his pants. When the conversation turned to Psychana Jenny grew quiet, she didn't want to slip up and possibly reveal her identity. But when Wilson suggested she do a video with him Jenny's rational mind wondered what good such an appearance would do for either of them. While it would likely increase her exposure, was being in a rap video the best way? And what would she be doing in such a video? What would it be about? Would the message coincide with the brand she and her team had built up over the few years they'd been superheroes. Belle had revealed to her earlier that she might have to do something to change said brand but was that something she really wanted to do? And for Lil' Squizzy what would having a superhero like Psychana do for him? Judging by the lyrics in his songs the man had spouted earlier she couldn't imagine her image and his were all that compatible and again she was wondering just what they'd want her to do in the video. Yet despite all of these concerns, the narcotic pulsing through her system had her giddy and feeling worthwhile simply because Wilson found her "fine". So much so that she almost said yes on the spot but managed to keep her mouth shut. When Belle revealed Jenny's attraction to Wilson's security guard the blonde's eyes went wide, but she said nothing. Then when Wilson called in the massive man Jenny blushed, though whether it was from embarrassment or excitement she couldn't say. But as the huge black man questioned her the sound of his voice caused her to quiver in arousal. She pursed her lips shyly and stood, walked over to him and swayed her hips as she moved. The man towered over her and made her feel small and weak, vulnerable. It was ridiculous she knew, she had the power to throw him twenty feet into the sky even without using the power-enhancing Panacea! But the man's massive physical bulk had her body trembling with arousal and her pussy leaking in need. Jenny looked up at Magnus, her statue diminutive compared to his. Her hand reached out and traced gracefully across one of his pectoral muscles. When she spoke her voice was small and submissive, yet dripping with appreciation. "Well yeah... you're pretty impressive you know." Her other hand reached down to cup his manhood and she smiled up at him. "In many ways it seems."
[There's nothing to apologize for! It's been great! I feel hesitant to write for npcs, especially newer ones, because I can never be certain what your plans for them are. There's any number of other things Tatiana could have had in mind.] "I didn't just--haahh~" is all the man in black and gold can say before Tatiana dives back onto him. True to his word, Sonata is writhing in the limo's leather seat in mere seconds as the porcelain skinned vampire shoves her face all the way to the base of his turgid length. Seemingly unconcerned with anything aside from drawing the hero to climax, she remains there, nose pressed against his dutifully shaved pubis, sucking powerfully for the half-minute needed to push Sonata past the brink. "Mmnffuuck~" Shot after shot of white seed, seemingly fired with force, coat the back of Tatiana's throat while the dark haired boy's whole body stiffens from the overwhelmingly pleasure.
Faye looked surprised. "This is... not really a work for a heroine..." She shook her head. "Especially not for someone like Amethyst Heart - a ninja-styled cape would be better." This was a mess in waiting to happen. Wait... if it was councillor wouldn't she be better suited for it - as in Faye? Why ask Amethyst Heart for help?
"It appears our friend is an adherent to the tactic of the feigned retreat." Lawrence says an hour later as they sit in the mansion, utterly oblivious to what his ward just promised to do. "I've analysed some cell phone footage of his fights with the heroes he's already defeated. He makes it seem like he's losing, before running away to a location he's prepared in advance - where he has the advantage. Genghis Khan would be proud." He mutters, as Vanessa looks out the window to see Jacob outside, training his punching technique against some wing chun dolls, his chest bare and revealing the muscles that are beginning to develop on his young body, as well as several bruises and welts.
The guard's lip curls upwards at her submissiveness, letting her feel his hardened chest and abs, and the length below it that she's pleased to discover matches the rest of his body in scale. "Better than you get at home, I'm guessin'." He chuckles. "Damn, you some kind of supermodel influencer or something? You way better than the normal bitches I get." Jenny feels a rush, like an aftertaste of the drug, as she gets a hit of validation. The man reaches down, taking her chin between his thumb and pulling her face up to look him in the eye, the movement gentle, but firm enough to let her know he could easily overpower her. She feels her submissiveness embolden him and bring out a natural dominance to the forefront of his psyche. "You do what I say until I'm satisfied from pounding every hole in yo' body, got it?" His deep voice drawls.
(Go crazy, mate - I'm happy with people taking small liberties with the characters.) Sonata feels the woman's throat working, as she eagerly drinks his cum, piercing red eyes staring up into his as she devours every drop. Finally, she pulls away, her tongue licking his manhood clean, before she pulls away with a smile. "That was most enjoyable..." She tilts her head. "But the trip's over. Now, will you come upstairs with me, or shall I have the driver take you wherever you want to go?"
"No." Kizuhara shakes her head. "I'm not asking Heart to do that bit - she has to deal with the villain at the water plant. The recovery of the data is a job I'm asking you to do. I'd do it, but he knows me, and isn't stupid enough not to realise what I'll be up to." Faye gathers that Kizuhara believes that Faye and Amethyst Heart are two separate women, or at least that's the impression she's trying to give.
"Hmm. So basically, don't let him retreat?" Vanessa hummed, "I guess he doesn't know that the name Rabid Lady isn't just for show if he thinks he can run away." She giggled, "But still, why'd he call me out? I mean, the Rabid Lady isn't really a hero... a vigilante at best... a destructive thug at worst. Do we have any information on his other... victims?"
[I'll try to keep it in mind.] "Si...it was." Recovering from his orgasm, Sonata's shivering ceases as his dick begins to slowly deflate. He smiles at the woman kneeling in the footwell, her hands still tightly gripping his thighs. "How could I leave without seeing to your needs as well, Tati? Especially after that. You set a high bar." The flushed young man says with admiration in his voice. "Since you don't seem to want to let go of me..." Sonata gestures at the vampire's hands. "...Do you mind escorting me?" He offers an arm.
Jenny flushed and looked away from the man when he insulted her husband; she wouldn't bring herself to confirm his assertion, but she also couldn't deny it. She loved Harold, with everything that she was, but there was just something about the massively hung black men she'd been fucking over the past week that just obliterated any sort of pleasure she felt from being with her husband in comparison. The way they dominated her, made her to feel small and powerless, the way they fucked her, ravaged her, stretched her to the breaking point, made her cum endlessly as they demolished her pussy was beyond any sort of measurement. And when they came inside her the orgasms she had were so mind-shattering amazing she was brought to a place higher than nirvana. A muted and slightly annoying guilt in her gut reminded her of just how many loads her womb had been assaulted by so recently and that none of them had been deposited by Harold. She should do something about that it argued, she needed to do something about it! But the Panacea in her system and his backhanded compliment helped to quickly silence its protest, and replaced it with a feeling of excited anticipation at the prospect of taking yet another one from the huge black man standing in front of her. When Magnus issued his instructions to her Jenny unconsciously let out a horny whimper and she nodded enthusiastically. "Yes sir." she confirmed.
There was nothing more Azura could do for First, so she recast her shield and flight spells and flew up, trying to locate Chen from above. He had likely used his last ace, so it was time to end this mess.
"There've been several recordings of you on the internet performing various feats of strength - it seems like our foe isn't so much interested in the 'hero' part so much as he is the 'super' part." Lawrence answers. "Two heroes, one female, the other male, both endowed with super strength like yourself."
She slips her slender arm around his own with a smile, as the door opens. She leads him through the car park and into an elevator, before they step into a luxurious apartment. Looking around, Sonata sees it's not quite the gothic mansion he might have predicted, but Tatiana's abode still does seem quite archetypically 'vampire-esque', elegant but gloomy, especially in the night. "So? How are you planning to repay me?" Her red eyes fix on his once more as she smirks in anticipation.
The internal war between Jenny's love for Harold and love for...other things, is interrupted as Magnus slips his huge paw around her throat, squeezing lightly, as he pulls her to her feet with ease. His free hand moves to her thighs, where he slips his fingers underneath the rim of her dress, tugging it upwards, the fabric so tight that it stays in place as he reveals her womanhood. "Tell me, bitch, what were you imagining I'd do to you when you were looking at me before?" His fingers start pressing against her recently unveiled womanhood, feeling her wetness.
