“I gave them reasons to believe that I fucked them over”

That… wasn’t the answer I was expecting. Not that I had expected Rose’s friends to take us prisoner in the first place either. Or for us to have had to come to Rose in need of a place to hide. Or for Friendly Paws to have been under someone’s mind control. Or--- Frankly, most of everything since meeting Regina has taken me by surprise. Still, the point stood.

“Glad you’re being this clear with me. For a minute, I was afraid you were going to give me a non-answer.” I rolled my eyes. “So, was it with a dildo or a vibrator?”

Rose fake-coughed in order to not break into a fit of laughter, staring at me with her mouth open enough to deepthroat a jet. “Wow. Where did that ’tude come from?” She shook herself out of it. “Seriously, have you been hiding this under the goody two shoes act all along?”

I sighed. “No, I haven’t. Just, you know, the nerves. The last 24 hours have been a lot, and I’m getting really cranky.” I put a hand on her shoulder. “But, seriously. What do you mean by that?”

Rose bit her under-lip. Seems like I had foiled her last attempt to keep her secret under wraps. “Well… You’re not going to let me keep this to myself, are you?”

I chuckled. “You’re right about that. Consider this- well, payback is such a loaded term, but something along those lines. You know, for not letting us know that this might happen.”

She nodded. “Fair.” After some deliberation, she chose to look into my eyes as she gave the explanation. “Me, Mark and Shayna used to work together before the Masters-Defenders war. They knew how to grow weed, and I both knew my way around town and owned a car. Seemed like a good enough reason to make a partnership. I got a nice cut by being their delivery girl.”

“Don’t want to interrupt, but were they already laser-wielding kidnappers by this time, or is that a recent thing?” It creeped me out to think that someone who I’ve come to like used to work with this kind of people.

“The lasers were always something Shayna mentioned she wanted to make, but I had no idea that she actually could. Like, on one hand, they’re capable of arms manufacturing. And, on the other hand, I had to explain to them why they needed to own more than one pair of underwear.” Rose complained. “But the kidnappings? Those are entirely new. It must have started after they were driven off town.”

“And why did that happen?” I didn’t think much of my question, but Rose was set off.

“That was their own fault!” She yelled as she poked a finger against my chest, which would have intimidated me if I thought that she could pose any danger to me if I got her angrier. Embarrassingly, the sudden movement she made caused her tits to start bouncing, and even as she took a step back to calm down and continue her explanation, the enormous breasts kept making loud clapping noises as they struck her chest.

“Look, one of the masters wanted to buy a lot of our product. This was right before they were officially classified as a supervillian group, but well after anyone with half a mind knew better than to make business with them. It was obvious that this would be more trouble than it was worth. And I told them that.” She had been somewhat able to collect herself, but reliving those memories was clearly agitating her.“But when does someone ever listen to what I have to say?” She started pacing back and forth across the room. I started to feel guilty.

“So, whatever. They accepted the offer, and I had to drive across the country to deliver that shit. Because, of course, the fucker had to live on the west coast. And guess what? In a twist of fate I’m sure no one could have ever predicted, the obvious bad guy stiffed us on our payment.” She kicked away a piece of garbage that was on her way. And while I would deny it if she asked me if I saw it, my eyes couldn’t stop paying attention to how much those movements made her über-tits bounce around.

“So that’s why they’re mad at you? Because you quitted on them after the person you didn’t want them to work for screwed over all of you?” I desperately hoped that, even if she noticed me staring at her mammaries, she would understand that it was only because supernatural lust overwhelmed me, and I truly meant to be sympathetic to her situation.

She cringed. “No… that’s why I’m mad at them and didn’t try to reach out for all these years." And with this, her movements stopped.

"They’re mad at me because, well, while I was making the journey back, the cops had finally caught on to what we had going on." She raised a hand towards the back of her neck, scratching her head as she pictured how to tell me the following part. "One of my friends called me to warn me, and I was the one who called them. I decided to take the scenic room back to the city, but since I was only a small fry, the heat that I had on me went away quicker than the one they had. And with them out of town, and me having a reputation… you can imagine what happened next.”

I stayed quiet as I made the effort to think it through carefully. But it didn’t take me long. After all, the guilt on Rose’s face practically gave me everything I needed to know.

“I think I can make an educated guess. Someone else took advantage of the vacuum of power and became the main weed dealers in town. And with you being a familiar face to most of the clientbase, they asked you to become their courier. Which you accepted.” Rose nodded, but it seemed like there was one more thing. “And when Mark and Shayna learnt that, they assumed you decided to set them up in **** for following through with that deal you didn’t want them to accept.”

“Was it really all that easy to figure it out?” A small grin flashed across her face as she asked me that. “I mean, I guess I should have expected it, but I didn't know you had mind-reading powers.” She made me giggle.

“Rose, before becoming a heroine, I covered them for a living. You don’t get to do that if you’re not willing to sit through and read thousands of news stories and hundreds of police reports. I’m not saying that I’m a detective in a noir movie, but I know how to pick up a thing or two about crime.” I had walked over to her as I humbly boasted my skills. And after saying a line like that, it would have been a disgrace if I didn’t cup those mountains attached to her body and lift them up without a struggle. I mean, I simply had to. And the laugh I got out of her confirmed it.

It felt really good to have my hands basically swallowed by the juicy meat my powers had created. But I also loved looking at the gorgeous face of the criminal who had won me over. I loved it enough to slip ahead, and plant a kiss on her lips. My eyes opened when I heard her moan, and I was starting to think that I should possibly undo this wish at some point if I’m going to keep forgetting about it. Maybe.

Credit due, Rose recovered pretty well from a surprise orgasm.“Would it be so terrible to warn a lady next time?” She asked in good humor as she tried to stop her legs from wobbling. “But seriously. Now that we got the details and the sexual tension out of the way, shouldn’t we try to save Regina?” Rose looked at the door through which they had taken her. “Like, seriously. I know she’s always DTF, but they’d been at it for at least 15 minutes at this point.”

I nodded, but surprised her with my calm expression. “Correct. And, in all that time, did you ever hear something come out of that room? Like, I dunno, surprise over us yelling at each other?”

“Not once, I think. Your point being?” She paused. “You think Regina beat them up while we were talking?”

“Of course not.” I shook my head. “I think Regina is fucking the sex out of them. If we stay quiet for a minute, I think you’ll get what I mean.”

I held a finger up, to signal the start of our silent moment. Rose looked uncertain, but she decided to indulge me. Soon enough, we could hear bodies colliding against each other in a repetitive rhythm. As the meat slapped, I could also pick up some heavy breaths. And then, a groan.

“She ain’t IRS, Shayn! She a demon!”

With that, we made our way over to the door, and took a peak. On the other side, we saw the rednecks Eiffel towering Regina. Mark was slouched over our friend’s body, looking as if he would fall off from her and hit the floor at any moment. Shayna was facefucking her and faring a bit better, but her hair looked dripping with sweat from the effort it took for her to control the pace. There was a pool of cum and pussyjuices beneath them all, but our friend seemed precisely in her element. I knew she was waiting to strike and claim supremacy over the two ignorant fools who thought they could handle her.