Not a good person. Or a lucky one.

"Who the fuck is Dante?" Max asked. He really didn't know a lot of people since he wasn't that sociable pre-machine. Post machine he had a lot of lady friends. And family. That he was fucking. A lot.

Maria took a brief moment, of course Max wouldn't know this guy, Max barely had a social media or school presence. (Well, the school and social media sure as hell noticed him, and occasionally stalked him. There even was a lucrative black market in pics and video of him. But that's not from Max himself.)

"Dante is local wanna be mobster. He keeps bad company and is trying to be his own little mafia don, like in those old movies. You know, wearing cheap suits, hair slicked back, thinks he's God's gift to the world. He showed up a few hours ago with his crew at Carmen's place for us. Apparently he thinks he owns all three of us and wants to whore us out to his crew for a few days." Maria said.

"Holy shit, that's horrible!" Max started, "What about your families? Do we need to worry about them?" Maria felt a little warm at that, Max cared, even after **** him, that was kinda cute. But anxiety still welled up in her, not sure how to discuss her family.

"Tiffany's mom probably ratted us out." Carmen said, still keeping her eyes on the door. Maria was shocked, Carmen never really spoke up. "The bitch has been trading Dante pussy for **** for awhile now. He's always had a thing for Tif, but never did anything besides be a creep. We think she may have tried to trade Tif for ****, at Dante's request. I don't really have any family here, so no one to worry about." Maria felt herself tense, she really didn't like people knowing about her situation and this mouthy new Carmen was going full steam towards spilling everything.

"Maria's got just her mom here, but she's back in Mexico right now taking care of her grandma. She's not here, and their place isn't too much better than mine." Carmen continued, looking away from the door to look into Maria's eyes. Maria relaxed, Carmen didn't bring up that her mom was here illegally. She hated how people looked at her mom like some sort of criminal or thief for just trying to make a life for herself. Customs just saw another Mexican woman looking to enter the country, not the amazing woman her mom is. Maria gave Carmen a small appreciative nod, before catching back up with the situation.

"Carmen fought those guys after Dante knocked Tif out when she said 'no.' We didn't know what else to do or where else to go, so we came here. I think he's still following us, I'm so sorry if he comes here." Maria told the group around her.

Aunt Alison was the first to speak up, ever the decisive one. "Well, you're here now. And, apparently Max's women if he's willing to speak up for you. We'll figure things out later, but it sounds like we might have some idiots following you here."

She smiled at her new guests before standing tall in all her pregnant summer dress clad glory and started snapping out, "Ivy! Keep an eye out, I know you can hear me. Let us know if anything's coming our way that isn't the police. Iris, Holly, Molly, Keep helping our new guests, this 'Tif' is still out cold, and that's not good. Iris, grab the smelling salts, Holly and Molly, keep patching them up, I don't want blood all over the living room any more than it has to be. Gabi, Olivia, Shanti, follow me and Brit, we've got some 'persuasive tools' for assholes like this Dante. Max, keep your new guests company, I don't want them trying anything stupid like 'running off to draw him away.' That's stupid and it's safer here. Cops should be here in a few, Ivy should be keeping them in the loop." Aunt Alison ran a tight ship and kept directing everyone. Max idly wondered if his 'if' for making women carrying his children to be more competent might be showing through right now, but this also does sound a lot like his normal Aunt Alison, queen of a chaotic house and life of sex and debauchery that would make an old pirate blush.

All Max was glad for, was having his family and ladies with him. This may not have been exactly how he wanted the family to meet Carmen, Maria, and Tiffany, but hey, they seemed to be getting along so far.

Time seemed to crawl as Max focused on helping out in the living room. Tiffany woke up when Iris used the smelling salts to wake her up, smiling at Max before the apparent memory of everything catching up to her, she mostly huddled up in the corner of the couch as Iris focused on her so the blonde wouldn't fall asleep again and possibly get hurt from being asleep with a concussion. Maria was mostly better with only a few scratches and bruises on her besides the black eye she had. Holly and Molly were in the middle of helping bandage Carmen's slew of new cuts as someone kicked down the front door.

*BOOM!*

Max shot up and stood infront of his women as heavy footfalls came down the hall, bringing the new girl's pursuers into the room. Three men stepped into view, the one leading the other two smiling as his searching eyes settled on the scene before him.

"Hello there girls, I'm here to gather you up, but judging from where we are, I think we might be staying for awhile." The lead douchebag said. Max figured this was most likely Dante, the man was a rail thin looking pale man standing around 6'4. Besides looking related to slenderman, he had himself wrapped up in a cheap, Halloween costume looking tuxedo and had his apparently thin bright blonde hair slicked back with enough gel to make it shine like a helmet to Max. His muddy brown eyes were currently tracing Holly and Molly's identical curvaceous figures as they rose from helping Carmen. The two goons were leering at the girls too, grinning at the bounty of womanflesh before them.

Max heard glass breaking from the side of the house and the backdoor. Shit, apparently this wasn't all of this asshole's crew.

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Dante was enjoying the scene before him, he'd hit the jackpot. His little trio of sluts brought him to the goldmine of bitches. Yeah, it took him a suitcase of various **** to get that bitch Rachel to give him her daughter for the night, but he was more than fine with that trade off. He'd brought his boys to enjoy the fun too and found her at the little slut's friend's house. Yeah, it was a shithole, but hey, means no one would have heard the party. That little Tiffany though, actually said no, even after he offered her cash. He'd been working on making her a whore for while now, but she actually said no. So, he smacked her a bit to make her quiet.

Things got messy after that, that tall one had a mean right hook and fought like hell, and they got away and kept getting away. Thankfully, Dante thought ahead and had some of his boss' boys rob and burn a laundromat across town, so the cops should be nice a busy. Was that little too much?

Nah, he's been wanting this little blonde brat and he was finally gonna get her and her brown little friends. Even if he had to lie about who actually called the shot.

Now, he was in the sluttiest slut of all's house, looking at her busty little slut daughters, and his little girls had brought him right to them. Fuck what the stories were, a bitch was a bitch, and after they got his 4 inches of heaven, they'd be all his.

His backup was now getting in the front door behind him, and his backup had gone around to the back door and side to make sure no little cunt got out. Dante knew there were a lot of little sluts here, and he was gonna take them all.

Most of the little bitches who lived here were either out or already hiding, which was fine by him, he could use a little hunt before feasting on some tight little pussies. But, before that happened, Dante wanted to shut down the only minor obstacle in the house, this little shit infront of him. The big red slut's nephew or something, probably a steroid using little cuck, was standing between him and what was rightfully his. Thankfully, Dante had come extra prepared, just in case.

Dante's backup had arrived at the house, so he had three vans with the drivers still keeping them hot and ready out front, and seven men with him, some of them messed up from that tall brown cunt earlier and eager for ****, and two teams of three hitting the side and back doors, thirteen total, not including drivers. The biggest pussy raid ever.

Dante was grinning to himself as he set a few guys through the rest of the house while he dealt with this little group. He could see his secondary teams coming into view as they entered the house from the side and back yards. This was going to be easy.

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Max was shaking, this smarmy douche was looking around like he owned the place, and ignoring him. Which was fine, he apparently had several guys behind him, and others coming in. Max really hoped the cops got here soon, because he really didn't think he'd need superpowers or instant kung fu training anytime soon. Using the machine was really starting to look like a really good idea.

Chief Douche-nozzle was apparently done waiting and starting to walk forwards.

"I'm sorry little guy, all this pussy is about to be ours."

Max brought up his fists, ready to at least get one good swing in before the group of guys behind Blonde Mc'Assface got him. Bracing himself for the beating he was probably about to take and 'what if' healing after, the world exploded into action.

*CHOOM* *CHOOM* *CHOOM* *CHOOM* *CHOOM*

Noise exploded from all around and large black masses slammed into several of the thug's faces and slamming them into whatever was behind them.

Carmen launched herself from her seat with a surprising speed, flying past Max and launching a heavy punch square into one of the thugs that was still standing and had started drawing a pistol from his heavy leather jacket.

Maria launched herself at one of the men who'd tried grabbing her from the side hall and brought a small end table into his knee with a sickening crunch.

Holly and Molly both turned and launched themselves at the one thug from the backdoor who hadn't been knocked out in the initial chaos.

Iris stood with a baseball bat she'd grabbed from somewhere and was giving anyone with a penis that wasn't Max a **** glare as she stood over a cowering Tiffany who was just holding a pillow in front of her in a **** grip.

*CHOOM* *CHOOM* *CHOOM*

Three of the remaining thugs were thrown to the floor again as black baseball looking masses slammed into their heads.

Gabrielle Cortez walked into the living room over the man still being beaten down by Holly and Molly with a steely glint in her eye and a shotgun in her hands. With precision she leveled the weapon at the one remaining thug who wasn't getting beaten down.

*CHOOM*

Another black mass fired from the shotgun and slammed into the thug's gut and knocked him down and out.

Gabrielle Cortez then turned to face the last standing idiot, Dante himself, with a crooked smile as she saw him cowering in place. He seemed to feel her eyes on him, saw her standing like an action hero with a shotgun, and figured he'd bolt.

Dante turned and ran, this wasn't how it was supposed to go. He was the alpha! He got whatever he wanted. Any bitch, any car, any ****. He was supposed to own these sluts.

Racing out of the broken front door, Dante was greeted to a vision from hell. Two angelic blonde babes with shotguns were standing over his drivers, barrels pointed at him. All three drivers were currently out of the blank white vans, laying on their stomachs in the driveway, hands and legs zip-tied together.

At a glance, Dante could see that all the vans tires were slashed, so even if he could manage to get pasts the two blonde bitches standing over his men, Dante still wouldn't get away.

And then to make matters worse, Dante could see sirens and the feared red and blue lights of police cruisers approaching.

Dante, trying to look to see which directions the police were coming from so he knew where not to run, missed the sound of feet coming up calmly behind him.

Without warning or preamble, several hundred thousand volts of electricity connected with Dante's nutsack, as someone reached between his legs and put a taser to his crotch. Dante twisting in silent horrific pain as he fell, the pain too much, too sudden, and from an unexpected direction for him to scream out.

Dante felt himself get flipped over as his body and mind tried to come to terms with someone cooking the family jewels with a taser. Standing above him was a very pregnant beautiful redheaded woman with an electrified baton in her hand. With a cruel smile, she lowered it back down, hovering it just above his crotch.

"Apparently I didn't leave enough of a mark, the last time one of you thugs came around. So, let me make you my little messenger, baby boy." The mysterious redhead said.

Dante barely comprehended the words before she pushed down and let the poor fool dance again to her electric tune. Thanks to Ivy's little obsession, she was far from through with him yet.