♡ Mercy- Human Watering Can ♡ (Angel Power +1)

"Alright, Colline. I have to admit, Flowers doesn't seem like the worst person here. Sure, she's got a screw loose, but it's sort of like... when you open up a can of Pringles and you can't stop eating them, I can relate. Only with her it's burning everything to ashes with a flamethrower, not eating potato chips. But still, I think I want to go a little easy on her," Robin decided, turning to her angel in waiting.

"You've made the right choice, Ms. Redd. Now, allow me to grant you a modicum of my heavenly power and inspire you on the perfect way to handle God's wayward, pyromaniacal lost lamb," Colline agreed, before lowering herself down onto the back of Robin's shoulders. In a surprising move, she wrapped her arms around the back of Robin's neck, filling her with a kind and gentle warmth.

"I-Is that like a motivational thing? Are you trying to get me in the mood?" Robin asked, afraid to turn her head for fear of throwing her angel off. The feeling of the woman's breasts pushing through the front of her powder-tone blazer made her wish Colline was human-sized.

"No, this is God's power entering you... literally."

Robin's eyes widened as she felt the figure behind her begin to melt into her flesh. Colline had ceased to be a humanoid entity and was becoming a feeling, a warmth that spread throughout Robin's body.

The invisible Colline wasn't the only one changing. The mercenaries gasped as Robin's hair, formerly half black, half red, took on a shining, platinum blond color, nearly white. Her eyes went from auburn to blue, taking on a new, vibrant shine, and a pair of feathered wings shot out from her back, drawing vigorous arcs through the air with a life of their own. Robin didn't know how to control them, but it felt like she didn't need to... they were moving beautifully, rhythmically, without her input.

"Jesus take the wheel," she joked to herself in a quiet murmur.

"Holy frijoles! I didn't know the winner got wings and a non-standard hair color! I would have cheated harder to win!" Flowers complained. "Hey, you know that story about Icarus where he goes really high up and his wings burn off-"

"Surprisingly well read you are, Flowers! But I'm afraid you lost the chance to burn my wings off when you lost the match. Maybe next time," Robin chuckled, standing up from the card table. "For now, I'd like to introduce your just desserts as a karmic debtor."

"Now who's being hoity toity? I dunno what aaaaany of that means!"

"It means you're going to make something 'good,' Miss Flowers."

Before the Chief Engineer of the Soldiers of Fortune could ask what any of that means-- or perhaps to proclaim that she makes guns real good-- she found herself wailing as the surprisingly strong arms of the newly angel-empowered traveling card shark. "Waaa-hey?! Wow! You might be as strong as Bugs!" she gasped, as she wriggled in Robin's grasp, just to test if it would work and she'd slither her slender body out of there.

Predictably, it did not work. Instead, she felt her legs parted to either side as Robin's hands came up under each of her thighs, exposing the spot between her legs to all the other mercenaries as though the point was to show her off to the crowd. "Eep!" It seemed like even a girl like Flowers had enough modesty to understand that she ought to be embarrassed in a situation like this. To everyone else, far from horny, they were still sort of marveling at the supernatural aspect of the spectacle.

"Calm down. I'm going to be gentle," Robin reassured her in a Colline-like coo.

"This isn't the whole thing?! What, are you gonna turn me around and show them all my butthole next?"

"Nothing so crass! I'm not some sort of demon," Robin chuckled with Colline-like humor, then leaned in, biting hold of the pointing finger of one of her own gloves and pulling it free from her hand. "Instead, I'm going to teach you the importance of... giving back." Robin gave an unseen smile that embodied both Colline's natural serenity and her occasional decidedly unangelic perversions. "Look across this barren wasteland, devoid of all natural life. Life that you-- and others bearing your weapons-- have destroyed."

"Yeah! Lot of fun, that was! You know, the shame really is that you can only do it once?"

"No. That is not the shame. The shame is that you've deprived this landscape of greenery and life."

"Well, it was already basically a desert before, but I guess there was a little vegetation and stuff?"

"Exactly. Under-foot, hidden in this place, some elements of life still persist, hidden in the last place you'd look. Like under this card table, for instance." Robin tapped twice with her foot, indicating the presence of a small, blooming yellow flower. "This, Flowers, is life. It is to be treasured and protected. And nurtured."

With those words, she moved onto the next stage of the so-called "mercy" and began to use the fingers the fingers she'd previously placed over Flowers' pussy lips as though to hide from the prying eyes of the crowd. The real purpose became clear as Robin began to massage the lips, which were already moist from the excitement of being hoisted around naked in front of friends and colleagues.

"Ooooough, wait! Don't do that!" Flowers protested, beginning to squirm once again.

Betty cleared her throat. "Ahem, Colline, stupid, the nutjob's actually got a point. If you do that you're gonna-"

"Hush, Betty. Now, just relax, Miss Flowers," Robin spoke with Colline's spirit inside of her, entering between the lips gently with one finger. "You're doing well. Just relax and -ah- don't squirm so much!"

"But you're gonna make me-!"

"All you're doing is watering that lovely little flower, Ms. Flowers! Just a small gift back to your namesake. Surely you can do that, yes?" Robin insisted, picking up speed and going harder. It seemed she'd realized that with Flowers not taking this like a soldier, instead kicking her legs and protesting, it was going to get harder and harder for everyone if she dragged it out. "Go on, Ms. Flowers. There's no need to hold back. Please release when ready."

"Colline, you dear stupid slut, you do know that-"

"Quiet, Betty! This is my turn! Now come on... Come, come come!" the angel-possessed card dealer giggled, biting her lip with excitement as she pushed two fingers in and began to pinch Flowers' sweet spot.

"Ooooough! I can't, not in front of everybody! You're gonna make meeeeeee-!" Flowers shouted, trying her best to close her legs together, but finding it impossible with Robin's arms hooked as they were.

"No one will think any less of you. In fact, they've all got their own karmic debts to pay up when they lose! You're a forerunner, Ms. Flowers, and a cute one at that! I love this light and skinny body of yours. I love your big smile and your beautiful eyes. You're like a flower in the desert yourself! Go on, lovely. Squirt for me! Pay your karmic debt!"

"I can't help it any longeeeer!" Flowers shouted, thrashing her head from side to side for a moment longer and squeezing her eyes shut, clenching her teeth together. Suddenly, they parted, forming an O accompanied by a moan from her throat, as she started following Robin-Colline's demands. Her body twitched in her captor's hands as she began to spray upon the card table and below it, covering the flower in body fluids. "Ooooough! Don't pinch iiiiiit!"

Grinning, Robin continued in spite of her protests, forcing her to continue shooting the flower with a spray of squirt. "Keep going! You've been withholding all of this moisture for yourself, giving none back to the earth! Now's the time to repay your debt! Oh, you're making a wonderful stream! You've become so generous!"

"I-I'm going craaaaazyyyyyyyy!"

"Yes, well, I think that ship's sailed," Robin joked. "Just look at how happy and healthy the little flower is becoming. Good job, Miss Flowers." Once her human watering can was all tapped out, Robin gently set the scrawny girl back down onto the table, disregarding the position of her legs as they remained indignantly spread to either side.

Flowers lower body continued to twitch with an occasional spray shooting out. "That was... that was..."

There was a long pause while she gathered her thoughts. The others began to wonder if she was broken. Her eyes were spinning and a string of drool was hanging down from her clenched teeth. Finally, she raised her head up to look at Robin again.

"Amazing! So intense! I'm gonna try it on the enemy the next time I go out to the battlefield! I looooove psychological ****!"

Colline contemplated whether it was **** or still overly criminal to let Flowers do that to her opponents. Either way, Colline was satisfied and now left Robin's body, returning it to its normal state. "Thank you, Ms. Redd, for allowing me the opportunity to collect on that karmic debt. We even gave back to the land. It was beautiful, wouldn't you say?"

Robin laughed awkwardly, averting her eyes as she put her glove back on. "Uh, yeah, sure. But you do know that-"

Betty interrupted with an impatient scowl. "You gotta dilute human squirt-and-or-piss, you angelic airhead. Undiluted body fluids contain too many proteins and things that kill flowers. I'm starting to wonder which one of us is the demon!"

"Oh... Oh dear," Colline sighed, clasping one hand to her cheek. "E-Even God's angels make the occasional oopsie-daisy."

Flowers was left depleted on the card table, exhausted, as various other mercenaries began to close in towards the table with the intent of avenging their fallen comrade.

TO BE CONTINUED WITH NEXT CHALLENGER