Tjf
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D100: 31
Heroes and Villains of Century City
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Tjf
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"Uh huh, yeah, let's head out." Sapphira nods. "Thanks babe! Call me!" She shouts in the direction of the lab as they leave.
asddas193
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"I suppose it does, but then again. Those same science fiction novels are out and about in the city. Doing crime, fighting crime, running businesses both legal, and illegal. It was worth a shot to ask." Vanessa replied, seeing no signs of anything suspicious. "So, tell me. Has my predecessor asked you for anything specific?" She asked wondering if Kurst has met Oscar before.
moonblack
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Azura carried the briefcase with the vial inside as the pair left the lab and went back to her car. She took a quick look around to make sure they were alone and on one was spying on them, as unlikely as that seemed. “Well, time to head back and let Esme know what we learned here. After that I need some rest – I think that's enough excitement for one day... we can decide what to do next in the morning.”
Tjf
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"Well, we were given a brain scan, actually, and told to ready ourselves to test on that person specifically, but then we were told to abort - your predecessor no longer needed our help with whoever it was." Kurst shrugs. "Then we were given a different scan, but before anything became of it, there was that change in management."
Tjf
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Azura's eyes flutter open the next morning, feeling Esmerelda's arm around her waist, the other woman sleepily spooning the young magical girl.
moonblack
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asddas193
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Tjf
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"Mmmph..." The redhead groans, Azura's movements driving her to stir. "Good morning..."
Tjf
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"Of course - it should be here somewhere, though we've had no use for it since the change." He snaps his fingers. "Peterson, get me that second scan." A young scientist, far less confident in his demeanor than Kurst runs off to an archive, returning breathless after a few minutes with a piece of paper with an image of a human brain upon it, Kurst taking it and pinning it to an illuminated wall. It's a brain scan, all right - Vanessa has no real knowledge with which to comprehend it.
Tjf
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"Could have done with another round of 'exercise' before bed, but you seemed a bit too tired for that." Esmerelda kisses her cheek, before leaving the bed, her naked body exposed to Azura's leering eyes. "I'll go get Sapph to rustle us something to eat, and then we can strategise."
moonblack
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“Remember to put on some clothes first – it will be hard to focus and strategise if you stay naked!” Azura called after her lover even is she openly ogled the naked redhead.
With a sigh Azura forced herself to get out of bed as well. I should take a quick shower, then get dressed and have breakfast. She decided just as her stomach rumbled a bit.
Omega98
CHYOA Guru
Grateful in more ways than one, Jenny could only nod and the sisters made their way off of the dance floor. First they headed towards the nearest exit, but as Jenny's legs refused to obey her commands, the twins shuffled to a (mercifully) empty table instead. Jenny slumped in the booth, her fingertips rubbing her temples in a vain effort to relieve the throbbing pain. The thundering music didn't help any but Jenny suffered through it, Chastity by her side all-the-while and the young wife found herself immensely grateful to have her sister with her.Chastity's definition of 'PG' is clearly different to Jenny's - her style of dancing involves sensuously swaying her body to the music, showing off her curves, as she presses herself against her sister in ways that leave 'suggestive' as an understatement. Still, she honors her promise - any man who dares try his luck with the sisters is quickly rebuffed and sent packing. With a hint of embarrassment, Jenny notes that her brazenly slutty sister just turned down more men in a few minutes than Jenny has in the past few days. "A promise is a promise!" She shouts over the din, as their chests rub together. "And besides, these guys look nice, but nothing spectacular yet."
As Chastity slides around behind Jenny, her hands squeezing her waist as they move together, the blonde tries to ignore her, swaying along absent-mindedly as she uses her powers, reaching out as she tries to key in on the words 'Duke' and 'Hammer'.
D100: 69 (Nice)+10 (Telepathy Skill)Shit, them bitches is fiiiine...Jenny feels another rush of excitement, this one her own, as she hears about the thug's plans - whatever the 'shipment' contains is too deep in the man's mind to access when she's got her powers spread out across a room filled with hundreds of people, but whatever it is, she gets the sense that the it would give a lot of power to a criminal who possessed it - meaning that the fame she'd get for keeping it out of the wrong hands would be commensurate. Satisfied, the blonde goes to withdraw her metaphorical 'antennae', and make it so that the only voice she hears in her head is her own.Jenny zeroes in on a man on the second floor, bald headed and wearing a suit. Beside him, a similar, muscular figure speaks, and through her telepathy Jenny eavesdrops on the conversation, hearing a man from across an incredibly loud building as though she were right next to him.
"Stop looking, dude. That's the bitch Hammer claimed - the other one is probably his as well. He finds out you went after her without permission, he'll leave you in an alley half dead - you know how he is about people touching his things."
"Really? Then why have I been hearing about some blonde working for Duke? Seems like a match. Besides, Hammer's got better things to deal with - I hear he's having trouble with some job, got hurt."
"Firstly, Duke don't count - the two are brothers, and if Duke wants to make money off that broad, the rules don't apply to him. Secondly, Hammer ain't dead or in prison, which means he'll be back - man's near indestructible. When he does, you don't want him hearing you fucked with him."
"Whatever, man." The first guy goes back to staring at the Foxx sisters, his mind wandering. Hammer might hear about me messing with his bitch, but he won't hear what me and the boys got planned. Big guy doesn't realise I know when his shipment's coming in - since he's too busy or too fucked up to steal the shipment himself, me and my boys can swoop in and take it. Jenny feels a rush of second hand excitement and self-adulation, and notes the date and time that flashes through his mind - Dock 17, Tommorow night. This is going to be big - none of us street guys have ever had a score so big - the stuff in that shipment's like nothing else. I'm gonna be fucking rich, and then I'll have women like that eating out of my hand.
D100: 38As Jenny tries to withdraw, she makes the mistake of looking up at one of Hammer's crew, and his thoughts slip unbidden into her mind.View attachment 4982
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Move across this dance floor, tear off that dress and show that bitch what a real man-
Again, before she can recover, Jenny meets the gaze of a man in an obviously expensive suit, with flashy jewellery on his wrists, and his fantasy worms its way into her head.View attachment 4983
-Way hotter than my wife. That's Grade A mistress material right there - take her on the jet with me to the beaches of Bangkok, Monaco, show everyone the kind of women a guy like me can get...
An ornery looking older man stares at Jenny, his fantasy of her as his wife the complete opposite of the equal bond she shares with her husband.
-Girl like that shouldn't be shakin' her ass in a club. She should be at home, an obedient wife, servin' a man like me...
To her surprise, the next fantasy doesn't come from a man, but a plain looking woman in the corner, wishing she looked like the Foxxes, as she eyes up the men in the club almost reverentlyView attachment 4985
Fuck, she probably gets all the big, black dicks she could ever ask for... She probably lives for it...
A jovial looking man flashes Jenny a smile, his depraved desires hidden by the facade of a normal, 'family man' looking demeanor.
-Shit, I'd make that girl a broodmare - keep her filled with my cum 'till she had a whole family with my genes
The blonde feels the last fantasy not from the throng of lustful men around the room, but from the woman currently rubbing her breasts against Jenny's back, the telepath feeling her lust, but also sadness - and a strong sense of betrayal directed at the woman who bore them.View attachment 4984
-That's my Jenny, eyeing up all these hunks - that's who she is, not this prude she's been turned into. Lady Isis, damn our stupid fucking mother, poisoning Jenny's beautiful mind, making her feel guilty for her desires... She should have been with me all these years, having our pick of the biggest studs on the planet. We were so close in high school, before that hag stole her from me. But she won't win, mistress, I promise. Jenny's already seeing the light, and I have the power to make things right, now. Someday soon-
With horror, Jenny feels her control slipping entirely, and knows what's coming next - the feedback loop, as all the emotions she feels are redirected straight into her own fragile mind. Like a sledgehammer she feels them - the lust, the greed, the submissiveness, the awe, the baby-craziness, the sense of perverted sisterly love, the feelings of the sleaziest, horniest group imaginable all becoming Jenny's feelings, all at once. The loving wife goes weak at the knees, her panties growing drenched and her pleasured cry sounding out even above the thumping music. Chastity's arms become the only thing holding her sister up, as Jenny feels the effects of a devastating psychic backwash. Then, she hears the last voice she'd ever want to hear in her mind - her own. "Remember me, Jenny?" The insidiously playful giggle sounds in her mind for the first time since Doctor Whyte cured her of her illness, and in a panic Jenny uses what remains of her sanity to try close her mind entirely - but it's not enough - the flood gates are open, and something's starting to...! Calm washes over the blonde, as she feels another psychic presence enter her mind. Something serene...loving...joins its strength to Jenny's, and together they manage to close the floodgates, silencing that infernal voice.
After a moment of pure panic, Jenny slumps against her sister, once again alone in her overtaxed mind. "Jen, you alright? Shit, you're all pale!" Chastity holds Jenny tight, the concern plain to see on her face. Doing a telepathic diagnostic, Jenny notes that she is indeed alright - the phantom emotions are gone, and though her body is certainly feeling the aftereffects of that powerful orgasm, nothing else has happened. Jenny's stomach rumbles, and Chastity chuckles in relief. "I see - sorry, I didn't know you hadn't eaten. Should we ditch this place and find somewhere to get some grub?"
"I-I'm sorry Chass..." Jenny apologized when she finally found her voice, "I don't know what came over. Thank you for being here."
Jenny squeezed her twin's hand affectionately and offered up a half smile. There was a comfort in Chastity's presence, and as the other woman hugged her in relief, Jenny hugged back. "I suppose I do need something to eat yes, if you don't mind. But I'm not sure if there's anything open at this hour... maybe we should ask if this place has a kitchen that's still open? If not then we can try our luck somewhere else."
After their exchange, Jenny stewed in her thoughts for some time, pleased that she had a lead for tomorrow night, but worried about what had happened after. The thoughts of the various people in the club towards her were easy enough to push past. Over the years she'd discovered that every person had their own dark thoughts that they didn't share with the world and never acted upon. To judge people by their thoughts was wrong she knew, you judged them by their actions. But the way their thoughts had made her feel... Jenny shuddered as another rush of arousal ran through her.
"Get it fucking together Jenny." she scolded herself mentally.
Perhaps under normal circumstances Chastity's inner thoughts would have troubled her, but Jenny already knew of her sister's anger towards their mother. Moreover, she knew of Chastity's 'faith', while any hope Jenny may have had for her sister leaving what she considered a 'cult' started by their great-grandmother would appear to be lost it was more a return to normal for them. Although Chastity's intention to bring Jenny back towards embracing her more wild roots was somewhat surprising; as well as her seeming romantic attraction, Jenny figured she'd be able to tactfully rebuke those. After all, there was no way she'd ever leave Harold.
What terrified Jenny was how close she'd come to loosing everything. "Remember me, Jenny?" she shuddered at even the memory of hearing that voice in her mind again, and she felt the panic almost take hold of her before she calmed herself. "That's not me. That's not me. That's not me." she thought to herself over and over like a mantra.
She pivoted her mind towards the other presence she felt, the one that had helped her; and she wondered who or what it was.
Tjf
CHYOA Guru
"No - it's not my business to know." The scientist shrugs. "As for what they wanted, I believe their desires were for a personality shift. They wanted to change this person's mind." The young subordinate who brought the brain scan raises his hand tentatively. "Uh, e-excuse me? Ma'am? I might...might know how to find out who it is." Kurst sneers at his junior. "Shut up, can't you see that I'm talking?"
Tjf
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"How terrible that would be..." Esmerelda chuckles, swaying her ass as she crosses the room, before bending over suggestively, her womanhood exposed as she pulls up her clothes.
An hour later, clean and with a full stomach, Azura sits with the redhead and the blonde, thinking about what to do with what she's discovered.
asddas193
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"A personality change, huh?" Vanessa mumbled, but as the young subordinate spoke up. "No, no, please. If you can find out whose scan this is, please do so." She gives the subordinate a smile, before turning to Kurst. "Sorry, I'm just curious as to who my predecessor wanted to... reeducate."
Tjf
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"Hey, hey..." Chastity rubs her arm comfortingly. "No need to thank me - you know I'll always be there for you." As they go looking for the kitchen, the management, noting her distress, helpfully guides them to a quiet back room. There, at a table, a cook brings over two plates of rare steak, dripping and succulent, and as he leaves, from the shouting coming from the kitchen, she realises that they cook the food for the VIP section - and no hint of payment was ever mentioned.
"They must really like you here. Fuck, this is delicious." Chastity digs in to the meat, her appetite for food as voracious as it is for everything else in life, though somehow what little weight she gains only seems to go to two specific areas of her body. Jenny notes that her mind thankfully continues to be silent, even after she tests extending her antennae a little - the voice is gone. Still, it's a worry - Doctor Whyte had told her that it should be gone for good, but then again, he'd more or less assumed that she'd go to live a normal life, not become a superhero who puts her powers to the test each day.
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