Territories and Strangers 4.1

Commissioned by Kejmur

Territories and Strangers
4.1

Second Triggers are dangerous events, and there was no other way to go about stating that fact. It made any cape near Triumvirate-level, even if they were the weakest of the weak before. It made each cape grow closer to their shards and exert higher levels of the same abilities.

Fortunately for me, Second Triggering did nothing for Lisa. It only served to emphasize how screwed she was. Her power still couldn’t see me, though I was beginning to suspect that she could model me once she and her power saw enough of my actions.

It didn’t matter, though.

Lisa wasn’t going to be leaving my side, and she would continue to be my pet.

I gripped her hair tightly and pulled her head back as I fucked her from behind. My other hand gripped her waist and pulled her to me while I pounded her from behind strong enough to leave bruises.

She whimpered as I continued to plow her and scraped out my jizz from hours ago.

Her vagina clenched around my dick, and I moaned out a ‘yes’ as I jizzed into her again.

Finished with her, I let go of her hair and allowed her to drop to the bed.

Shallowly gasping Lisa stared blankly into space with wide eyes, and I cooed at her.

“My little broken pet,” I whispered into her ear as I flipped her around and spread her apart. She didn’t respond to me, just continuing to gasp for air. I grinned maliciously as I caressed her stomach, and felt her flinch.

Fortunately for her, I was beginning to tire of her. By no means was I going to just abandon her. No, when I told her that she was my pet, that she was going to be bred, and that she would make babies? I meant that.

But I wanted something different. I wanted something new to join me in my bed.

Despite the changes to the Brockton Bay scene, I could still recognize the city’s cape scene. I did kill off all of the Empire and the Merchants, but ABB and the Protectorate ENE were still here.

I looked down and noticed that Lisa finally got her breath back.

Grinning, I plunged right back into her, earning myself a sob from the broken blonde girl.

I continued to think as I plowed into my pet.

The Teeth was starting to move into the southern suburbs, which was not a good thing for me. I didn’t want to touch the Butcher, but the rest of his minions were easy kills for me.

I climaxed into Lisa, humming in appreciation at how Lisa’s still-tight pussy milked me.

“That’s a good pet,” I said as caressed her cheek. I groped her tit with my other hand and played with them. I knew that her C-cup tits would grow only bigger once she had our first baby, and I salivated at the thought of literally milking my pet.

Pulling out of her, I tossed a blanket over the nearly unconscious girl as I left the bed.

“Time to hunt for a new pet, hmm?” I chuckled to myself.

And who but the newest hero blatantly ignoring my claim?

Skitter.

-VB-

Finding the Hebert Residence was easy enough.

Figuring how I could best break her in was the hard part.

Due to her power, Taylor couldn’t be simply isolated until her mind gave away and could actually lead the police and the Protectorate to where I kept Lisa. If they took her from me, then I could get her back without much problem. The problem laid in the fact that the very “taking back” part would be irritating because it needn’t have happened.

I could theoretically lobotomize her power, but I could also accidentally lobotomize the rest of her brain just as easily, never mind the rest of the complications such an impromptu brain surgery would lead to.

…

Well, the girl was stupid enough to not tell her dad about her power.

Would she go and tell him about how she was being raped every night in her own bed?

…

No.

She was that stupid, but she would also escalate once she had little to lose.

It wasn’t a good plan.

So how would I go about making Taylor mine…?

A slow seduction? I supposed that a girl like Taylor who didn’t have a lot of experience would be more pliable to seduction than force.

And considering how canon Taylor reacted to force, I probably shouldn’t make that mistake either.

Activating [Observer] and transitioning into , I slipped into her house and room. No one could see, detect, or stop me. I quickly found her in her room, and had to wonder why she was wearing such baggy clothes.

I stood over her shoulder and watched her write something into her journal. I hummed, though the sound wouldn’t reach her, and noticed that it was a hero journal of some kind.

The title of the page she was currently on “Hero Patrol 19” said as much.

This time, when I spoke, I allowed the sound to reach her. “I didn’t know there were heroes in my territory.”

Taylor scrambled away from her desk and looked around panickingly. “W-Where are you?!”

“Over here,” I chuckled while letting myself speak to her left ear. “Over there” came from her door. “And right here,” I hissed at the end as I whispered into her right ear.

On the floor and quivering, Taylor looked around with wide eyes.

Now that I had a good look at her face, I had to say that she wasn’t ugly as she called herself in the book. She wasn’t beautiful, but there was an old nobility kind of prettiness about her.

And then I allowed myself to appear crouching in front of her.

Immediately, she pulled on her swarm in her room, hiding in the crevices, nooks, and crannies, and tried to swarm me.

It did jackshit.

“Well, that’s not nice. It’s not like I’m here to kill you. Would you kindly pull the swarm away? It makes talking kind of hard with all of this buzzing.”

There was no response at first through the swarm, but slowly and surely, she pulled them away.

“G-Griefer…” she mumbled while staring at my pitch black body. No light escaped me. I was kind of like the Truth from the Full Metal Alchemist manga and anime in this form except one made out of dark fullness rather than white nothingness.

“Hello, little hero. You have some balls, heroing in my territory.”

Her entire body trembled in fear.

“Relax. I like you well enough that I’m not going to do anything to you. Yet.”

Slowly, she stood up and faced me, but the overwhelming fear was apparent.

“Tell me, what made you think I wouldn’t notice you?”

I really did notice her movements. It wasn’t hard to see literal bug swarms buzzing around to take down criminals nor ignore the PHO threads for Brockton Bay mention and discuss her with what few sparse details they had.

“N-No…?”

“Or did you just forget about me?”

She looked away, her clenched fists trembling by her side.

“I won’t stop you, if you want to be a hero,” I said as I backed off, and her head snapped up towards me in shock. “I did say that I like you enough. You’re prettier than most heroes at any rate.”

She blinked owlishly at me.

I cackled.

To be truthful, I wanted to bend her over the bed and fuck her until she fainted, but one did not escalate needlessly with Taylor Hebert the Escalation Queen, even if Taylor in front of me was only an Escalation Baby, not the truly tried and proven Queen.

Toning myself down to more reasonable levels, I continued to chuckle for a bit before I grinned. She shivered.

“Of course, there are conditions.”

“Okay…”

“First, try not to touch any of my associates.”

She frowned but nodded hesitantly.

“Second and last, we have dinner together every Saturday and Sunday.”

It took her a moment before she looked at me with a gawking face. “Y-You’re making dates as part of your condition?”

“Yes.”

Then I laughed again. I waved her goodbye and disappeared even before she could formulate a response.

She’s lucky I knew exactly how to deal with her, otherwise she might be having a very different night and future.