How to Fight a Supervillain

I woke up with Dr Green and my sister still sleeping beside me. I yawned and smiled at the sight. Sunlight was shining through my bedroom curtains, and birds were singing outside.

Sam had managed to stay inside Jenny. It seemed her ability to hold for hours inside Lauren's complicated brain meant she could last even longer in someone a bit more... Well, simple. Of course, Jenny was very far from stupid, but still, she wasn't a super genius either. The opposite was also true, according to Lauren. Staying inside a stupid brain was extremely frustrating for Sam, and she usually did not last very long in there.

The rest of the previous day had been spent discussing the situation, and I had managed to plan a meeting with a couple of jerks from my college years under false pretenses. The idiots suddenly became a lot more charming as soon as they heard me talk about large sums of money.

As I was about to fall back asleep, I heard someone ring at the door. Jenny groaned but did not seem to wake up. Lauren did not even react.

I quickly grabbed my clothes off the floor and put them on. I walked to the front room and answered the door, only to find myself facing Amber Campbell, wearing a bright orange dress and a sun hat.

She looked at my face for a second and exclaimed: "Oh! Sorry, Simon. Did I wake up you?"

"Don't worry about it, Mrs. Campbell," I replied, rubbing my eyes.

"Oh, please call me Amber!" she insisted with a pout. I'm not that old, am I?"

"Of course not, erm, Amber. Come on in."

Amber stepped inside and followed me to the living room, where she immediately sat on the couch. I followed suit.

"Simon," she said, placing one hand on my shoulder. "This Emily is definitely up to something!"

My heart skipped a beat.

"What makes you say that, Amber?" I asked, trying to hide my anxiety.

"I spent the rest of the day yesterday observing her house with my binoculars."

Why wasn't I surprised that she even had a pair?

"And?"

"You will never believe who came to visit her!" She exclaimed.

This woman definitely loved gossip, I thought.

"Who?"

"George Scott."

"George Scott?" I repeated, confused. "The mayor?"

"Himself!"

She leaned back on the couch with a satisfied expression as I tried to make sense of that information.

I had been using my slugs for pure sexual gratification. In the meantime, it seemed Emily had gotten a lot more ambitious with hers.

"What were they doing?" I asked as I nervously rubbed my palms against my legs.

"I didn't see much, to be honest," Amber admitted. "But he greeted her in a very cheerful way. Like they were very good friends, you know."

"Anything else?"

"Oh yes!" She exclaimed. "A few other people stopped by over a few hours, but I have no idea who they were."

"Did you take pictures of them?" I asked, hoping she could provide me with their faces.

"I tried, but I have a very old phone, and I'm afraid you can't see much, " she explained.

She pulled the device out of her purse. It wasn't even a smartphone but an old cell phone from the early two thousand. She opened the pictures and showed them to me. They were nothing but a pixelated mess.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, feeling defeated.

Amber frowned and placed the phone back into her purse.

"Sorry..." I mumbled. "I was hoping to find out more about what she's up to."

"Don't worry, Simon," she said, placing one hand on mine. "So do I! I'll keep an eye on her; you can be sure of it!"

I nodded and noticed her move her hand on my leg, pretty close to my crotch.

"On another subject, I was wondering if you'd agree to let me have some of your cum today," she said like it was the most natural thing to ask for.

I hesitated for a moment. I was once again feeling extremely anxious. But I felt like fucking this stupid new-age hippy milf seemed to be exactly what I needed to calm me down.

"Well, I have to admit I could use some relief right now," I said.

"Of course, Simon!" She smiled. "At your age, it's only natural. I'm happy to help in exchange for your cum. I have a huge headache from staying up late last night, and I'm sure it would help!"

"Well, where do you want me to... Put it?"

"Oh, it would probably lose its potency if you exposed it to the air," she said. "So many awful particles floating around these days, you know. I think it's better if you cum inside me directly."

"Any, erm, preference?"

"I think it should be up to you, Simon," she giggled.

I thought for a moment. I wanted to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. I wanted to pound her to the point of unconsciousness. I wanted to watch her scream as I enjoyed her body, knowing she was letting me do it because I fucked with her mind in the most absurd way.

"Well then, shall we get started?" I asked.

"Go ahead!" She chirped. "Just do whatever you normally do with your girlfriend. I'm sure you know your way around a woman's body."

"Turn around!" I ordered.

"Oh, my!" She exclaimed as she did so. "You certainly seem to know what you want."

I pushed her against the couch, forcing her to get on all fours. I knelt behind her and pulled her panties down, revealing her nice round ass and her shaved pussy.

I slid my hands along her thighs, enjoying the smooth skin and the warmth of her cunt. I rubbed it gently with my fingers, making her moan softly. As soon as I felt her getting wet, I pulled my pants down and pushed myself inside her, burying my dick as deep as I could. I could feel her vagina grip my shaft tightly.

"Mmmh!" She moaned, wiggling her hips as I slid in and out of her. "That's it, Simon! Keep going! Give me that sweet cum of yours!"

I grunted in response, grabbing her waist and thrusting harder.

"Yes!" She cried out. "Give it to me! Fuck me hard!"

I obeyed, pounding her relentlessly, thinking about how this would have never been possible without my slugs. How she seemed utterly oblivious to the absurdity of the situation. She was asking me to fuck her because she thought my cum was some incredible alternative medicine. I sure was planning to cure her of all her ailments.

"I... I'm gonna... Cumming!" I yelled, my dick throbbing inside her.

"Yes! Cum in me, please!" She begged. "Fill me up!"

I groaned loudly and shot my load inside her, filling her womb with my sperm. I kept pumping for a little while, just to be sure I emptied every drop inside her.

"Thank you, Simon," she whispered as I moved out of her. "I feel better already!"

I smiled and sat back on the couch. She turned toward me, and I watched as she did her best to push all my dripping cum back inside her with her fingers. Once she was satisfied with that, she pulled her panties back up and stood up, giving me a big smile.

"I'm very grateful to you, Simon, and I hope you'll agree to make this deal a regular one."

"I'll think about it, Mrs. Amber," I replied, still smiling.

"Well then..." she said, taking her hat and putting it back on her head. I guess I better go. I don't want to miss anything Emily might be doing, and I need to bring my kids to their karate lessons."

She kissed me on the cheek and left the house without another word.

I lay there for a bit, lost in my thoughts. The mayor? Why would Emily want to convert the mayor? What was she up to?

"Master?" I heard someone whisper.

I looked up and saw Lauren standing at the doorway, still fully naked. Her huge tits were hanging in front of her, swaying slightly with each of her breaths.

"Come in, doc," I said, turning to face her.

"I'm sorry to disturb you so early, master." she apologized, stepping inside the room. But I overheard your conversation with Mrs Campbell, and I thought I'd come check on you."

"That's nice of you, doc," I said, my eyes lingering on her enormous chest. "I could use someone to talk to."

"I'm here to serve you, master," she said, sitting down next to me.

"Why would Emily reprogram the mayor?" I asked her. I mean, I get that she's obviously after some kind of power or influence, but where would it lead?"

"If she is indeed looking for ways to pull herself to the top of our social structure, the mayor is a very good starting point," Lauren explained. "Since we live in a medium-sized town, he's easy to get to while remaining inconspicuous. He also has some political clout and will make it easier to gain access to the higher-ups."

"Do you think she can take over the world?" I asked. I clenched my teeth after hearing myself say it. It sounded like some evil supervillain plan.

Dr Green shook her head.

"It would be a huge undertaking, especially with a single slug, but it would be possible, I suppose."

"Surely there's no way she could turn everyone into her little ****..." I said, stunned.

"Obviously not, master. With 8 billion human beings on Earth, it would take her hundreds of years to convert everyone with a single slug, and that's if we imagine that she somehow managed to reprogram dozens of people every single day." Lauren said. "But if her goal is total domination, which it might not be, she only needs control over a limited number of people already yielding some power over the rest of the population. This would be a much more logical strategy."

"Like the mayor," I said, trying to wrap my mind around this new information.

"Indeed, master," she nodded. "But this is assuming the worst. She might only be interested in a limited amount of power. Enough to satisfy her without being overly ambitious."

"Either way, we can't let her continue on the assumption that she might not go that far," I sighed. "I can't enjoy my own new 'ambitions' if I keep looking over my shoulders, wondering who's under her control. And if she finds out about me having slugs too, if she hasn't already, I'm sure she wouldn't want to risk having any competition."

"What are you guys up to?" Someone asked from behind us.

I jumped and spun around, startled, somehow expecting to see Emily coming to 'put me down.' I breathed out and relaxed once I realized it was Jenny, naked as well, looking at me with a mocking expression.

"Jeez, bro!" She exclaimed. "Relax! It's just me, your **** of a sister."

She grinned at me, her lips curved in a sultry manner.

"Just don't do that again, alright?" I warned her.

"I won't. Sorry," she replied calmly as she joined us on the couch, grabbing Lauren by the hips and crushing her tits against her back.

I looked at them both, puzzled.

"Are you two attracted to women?" I asked.

Jenny giggled.

"I didn't use to," she winked. "Sam...I took care of that to add to my growing repertoire."

"I did have some pleasant experiences with women in the past, master." Dr Green admitted. "But I was mostly interested in men. However, Sam made sure to increase my attraction toward females as we thought it would be more convenient for you."

As soon as she was done speaking, Jenny moved one hand on Lauren's cheek and rotated her head so the doctor's mouth could meet hers. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing together. My sister's hand moved down and pressed against Lauren's large breasts, squeezing them.

Lauren moaned softly into Jenny's mouth until Jenny broke the kiss and stared into my eyes.

"Besides..." she added, out of breath. "Why limit your options when it comes to pleasure? Am I right?"

"I guess," I nodded with a smile.

"You know..." Jenny started. "I, and by that I mean Sam, could reprogram you to be more open as well if you felt like it. Help you increase your pool of potential partners."

She looked earnest, and I honestly considered it. I wasn't into men at all, but I could certainly change that. After all, once reprogrammed, it would only provide me with more enjoyable options.

"No," I finally answered. "I need to think it through first, and we have more pressing matters to take care of before spending time messing with my own brain. Not that I don't trust you, of course."

"Of course," Jenny repeated with a smile. "So what's today's program?"

I cleared my throat and tried to gather my thoughts.

"I've got two 'old friends' coming in this afternoon," I explained. "One is an armed security guy working for a big retail store. The other one apparently reached his popularity peak during college and has crashed into absolute mediocrity since then. He's unemployed and without any specific skills, but he's always been quite buff and certainly knows how to throw a good punch."

I rubbed my nose as memories of the bully hitting me in the face flashed in my head.

"I need you, doc, to stay with me and help me get our second bonded slug, let's call it Kris, inside our two new friends," I continued. "In the meantime, Sam, I want you to look for anyone in the neighborhood who could make a better spy than Amber. Someone no one would suspect and smart enough to assist us with full knowledge of the situation. Someone Emily wouldn't care about converting to her cause."

"And do you want me to convert that neighbor to ours as soon as I find them?" My step-sister asked.

"No," I replied sternly. "I want you to contact me with the details so I can validate your choice, and then I want you to get back here. We'll use either Kris or the third slug to take care of it later. I don't want you to risk leaving Jenny's brain unaccompanied, especially so close to Emily's house."

She nodded.

"Just to be clear," I added while staring her in the eyes. "I want you to be careful out there. I suppose no one could possess Jenny if you're already inside, but we can't be sure of it. And it's not just about Jenny being reprogrammed. You need to keep in mind that you can't trust anyone. With or without a slug inside them, they could still be working for Emily."

"Erm..." she mumbled. "Don't take it the wrong way, Simon, but shouldn't we wait for you to convert our bodyguards before I go out there? You know, so one of them could protect me while I search for our perfect spy?"

"I thought about it," I said. "But everyone knows us around here. It's literally gossip central. Don't you think people would notice you walking around the neighborhood with a big scary fellow? Just pretend you're jogging, and no one will bat an eye. I don't want to give Emily any hint that I'm planning something."

"Alright then," she agreed reluctantly. "I'll take a shower and get dressed."

She stood up and headed for the bathroom.

Dr Green stayed sitting next to me, watching Jenny walk away.

"Anything on your mind, doc?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"I'm a bit worried, master," she confessed.

I raised my eyebrows.

"About what?" I inquired.

She paused for a moment.

"Despite our efforts to remain discrete, there will definitely be an unusual increase of activity around you in the next few hours, " she finally said. "If Emily is actually unaware of your current situation, we are running the risk of attracting her attention. If she's aware of it, we might **** her to act sooner rather than later to stop us."

"I know, doc," I sighed. "But doing nothing is not an option, is it?"

"It is, master," she said. "But it is a bad one."

I laughed, and Lauren let herself smile.

"Master..." she whispered. "I have an apartment we could use as a base of operation. This would allow us to stay away from Emily's house and any associated risk."

"No," I shook my head. "I don't want to go hide in a corner. Besides, if we leave, we run the risk of her discovering the lab. I'm not going to let her gather any more information about the slugs. Let's keep her in the dark."

Lauren nodded silently.

"The best thing to do is to be careful," I told her. "I'm sure we'll get that bitch. We have the best team in the world for that."