SCARLET
WITCH VS THE HAIRDRESSER 3
THROUGH THE STYLING
GLASS
By Scarlet and Yenoc
WARNING: This story contains sexual
situations
and violence (nc, MF). It
is to
be read by adults only. If this
sort of
material is not to your liking,
then read
no further.
PART IV.
Chapter
20. Recap of Parts I, II, and III
Having
been brutally assaulted mere hours
before
by The Hairdresser's vulgar rape
machine,
Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet
Witch
of the mighty Avengers, laid on
the cold
stone floor of the small cell
She was
a helpless prisoner of the evil
stylist.
Scarlet
had suffered greatly since being
transported
to this alien world in some
not so
parallel dimension by an insidious
trap cleverly
set by her arch enemy. She
had endured
constant attack, two sordid
rapes,
and much humiliation since arriving
in 'Nowhere
Land'. Now, she was simply a
zoo
display..caged like an animal.
Having
been impregnated by imseminoid
plants
early the previous day, the heroine
now had
the spawn of alien seed gestating
rapidly
in her womb. The comely young
Avenger
was sick with worry; her unwanted
pregnancy
was proceeding at an extremely
alarming
rate
Chapter
21. The Truth Comes Out
The Scarlet
Witch had shivered quietly
in her
nakedness as she slept inside the
cold cell
for several hours following
the brutal
machine rape. Then she had
awoken
with a start, and had suddenly
screamed
stridently out in utter horror
as the
overwhelming realization slowly
sank into
her tired brain.
It had
to be true! Scarlet had felt
something
move, kick actually, within
her abdomen.
Even she could tell her
belly
was swollen slightly. There was
only one
logical answer. She WAS at
least
one third of the way through the
second
trimester of a pregnancy!
The Scarlet
Witch silently shook her
head in
obvious disbelief. It had only
been a
few hours since the cruel rape
by the
prehensile penisoid plant, the
only possible
'father' of the creature
stirring
silently within her womb.
Scarlet
could practically feel the
'child'
within her increasing in size.
Something
had to be wrong with the
flow of
time on this treacherous world.
The buxom
Avenger screamed loudly
again
and began kicking hard at the cell
door, in spite of the bareness of her feet.
The Scarlet
Witch suddenly heard movement
in the
hallway outside the small, barren
cell,
followed by a low, muffled voice,
and a
key rattling within the cell door's
lock.
She backed slowly away from the
door,
deeper into her small cell.
Abruptly,
the door swung open and her
captor
and rapist, the evil Hairdresser
stepped
into the room, a strange look on
his hard
face.
"You have
to let me go! Let me go now! I
need to
use the computer to see if I can
make Doom's
prototype transport machine
take us
back to earth. I have a very
urgent...medical...problem
that I need
to get
taken care of! Please step aside!"
the Scarlet
Witch pleaded desperately
attempting
to sway her sadistic captor.
The
Hairdresser contentedly watched the
erratic
young heroine and couldn't help
but smile.
It pleased him to no limit to
see Scarlet
Witch so hurried and in such
distress,
an added bonus to his master
plan for
the sultry Avenger.
So far
everything in his devious plan had
fallen
into place; he knew that she was
heavy
with child. He thought gleefully
back to
the previous night when he'd
sexually
assaulted the Scarlet Witch with
the rape
machine, and chuckled cheerfully
to himself
as he recalled how she had been
forced
to climax over and over again.
It had
been easy to force the beautiful
Avenger
to repeatedly orgasm during the
sordid
machine rape, thanks to the drug
in the
bound heroines's system; the drug
induced
powerful sexual arousal..it had
been created
from hormone stimulating
chemicals
produced by the inseminoids.
Everything
in his plan was like a circle.
'Yes,
watching the Scarlet Witch get
cruelly
raped and respond erotically to
it against
her will had been a pleasure
to behold',
he thought. He smiled broadly
and pronounced
sardonically, "You're not
going
any where slut. You are mine now
and share
my fate!" The malice in his
voiced
was obvious.
Chapter
22. Revelations
"You see,
I got what I wanted from you
last night,
Scarlet..your precious bodily
fluids..the
fluids produced from your
forced
arousal. I always knew you were
a slut
at heart," The Hairdresser spat
contemptuously.
The strangely
dressed villain from the
1970s
paused pregnantly and then continued
with an
incredible revelation, a satisfied
smile
on his face, "And this is only the
beginning.
I see how pale and ill you look
dear,
and I would ask what is wrong, but
I
know."
"You see,
I set you up from the start! I
had the
house land in that specific field
so the
inseminoid plants would trap and
rape you.
I needed your juices to cure me;
fluids
that can only come from a sexually
aroused
female after impregnation by the
inseminoids.
I know you are with child,
Avenger;
I planned it that way all along!"
The Scarlet
Witch's blue eyes widened in
horror
and anger. "YOU planned for me
to have
to walk through those disgusting
prehensile
plants. YOU PLANNED for me
to be
trapped and raped by the inseminoids.
YOU PLANNED
FOR ME TO BE IMPREGNATED
BY THOSE
ALIEN MONSTERS!! HOW COULD
YOU BE
SO CRUEL! HOW DARE YOU!!" she
ranted,
shaking.
The
Hairdresser slapped Scarlet hard in the
face with
his left hand, "SHUT UP, SLUT!!
Yes! I
ADMIT IT! This was all planned out
by me
to get revenge against you!!" he
yelled
angrily, waving his fist in warning.
"I have
rotted on this world for FIVE
BLOODY
YEARS because of YOU!! I needed
your body
fluids and I GOT THEM!! But I
was also
very intent on the idea of seeing you
knocked
up by a plant!! The mighty heroine,
down and
out with an alien child..priceless!"
the sadist
chided derisively and gloated.
"I got
what I needed from you slut, and
in the
process you get to be the mother
of fern!!
Tell me Scarlet are you hoping
for a
cactus or a Caesar salad?" the evil
Hairdresser
quipped, laughing gleefully.
The Scarlet
Witch screamed loudly in rage,
her face
beet red and twisted in fury.
"Hairdresser..you
really are a very stupid
man. All
the things you done to me in the
past..the
things that you force me to deal
with now.
Yet you stand before me, taunting
me," she
railed loudly, her voice quivering.
"Don't
you understand how angry I am? Don't
you realize
that your mind numbing arousal
drugs
have worn off..that there's no longer
some
artificial phallus raping into my guts?
I can
focus my concentration now. I have my
powers
back at my command!" Scarlet yelled,
her voice
becoming louder and more shrill
as the
fire of her ire found yet more fuel.
The Scarlet
Witch quickly cast a create
costume
spell and suddenly stood fully
clothed
before the evil villain, the disk
and broach
in their proper places, the
scepter
on the floor before her feet.
With an
abrupt jerk, Scarlet threw her
hands
high above her head, palms forward,
forefingers
and little fingers pointed
upward,
the rest of the fingers bent to
form a
loose fist. With rage filling her
suddenly
souring soul, the buxom Avenger
quickly
cast a hex at The Hairdresser.
The Scarlet
Witch was suddenly surrounded,
by a
translucent, pulsating, green glow.
Then the
glow abruptly rushed from her
trembling
figure and surrounded the villain,
the source
of her horrible debasement, the
cause
of the vile thing growing rapidly
within
her womb. As the spell faded it
transformed
into an energy disrupter field.
Scarlet
gasped loudly in disappointment and
thought,
'That hex spell is no better than
a dud
when used on humans. GREAT! The laws
of probability
conspire against me again'.
Suddenly,
to the Avenger's great surprise,
she saw
sparks, electrical arcs, and blue
smoke
coming from her tormentor's body.
The
Hairdresser quickly stumbled out of
the cell,
and slowly staggered down the
suddenly
too long hallway, making strange
whirring
noises. He tried to focus his
eyes so
that his vision cleared. Scarlet
quickly
picked up her scepter and quietly
followed
him.
The evil
stylist felt very weak, and it
seemed
his body had been somehow
damaged
by the witch's wild hex spell.
He could
feel his systems frying; his mind
screamed
in pain and torment inside the
metal
shell of the android's head.
A flap
of beige 'skin' had separated from
his forehead
and hung down over his 'eyes'.
He reached
up and ripped the piece of
'skin'
off to reveal a shiny metal surface
underneath.
The
Hairdresser lurched to the end of the
hall and
kicked open a wooden door; the
door shattered
under the force of the kick,
and he
floundered clumsily into a small
room filled
with computers and hair stylist
equipment.
The room
was very plain and unadorned. In
one corner
was a set of shelves filled with
1970s
memorabilia, such as eight-track
tapes,
players, and cassettes. To the left,
as one
entered the room, the entire length
of the
wall was filled with computers busy
performing
many calculations, operating the
functions
of the fortress.
The
Hairdresser staggered over to an old
hair dryer
chair, and quickly plopped down
into the
velour seat, his energy spent. He
reached
jerkily behind him and pulled the
clear,
plastic-bubble drying unit slowly
forward
and down over him; as it came to
rest on
his head, it started to whir and
became
illuminated with red lights.
The android
tightly gripped the padded
armrests
of the chair and looked intently
over to
a giant view screen; a large
computer-generated
mouth and pair of eyes
were displayed
on the screen.
"HAL,
It's time to prepare and initiate
mind
transferal procedure 2," the android
version
of The Hairdresser said stoically.
The cold
metallic voice of 'HAL' replied:
*Working,
Procedure 2 in start up mode.*
The Scarlet
Witch walked quickly into the
strange
room filled with high-tech computer
equipment.
She was astonished to see the
smoking
figure of The Hairdresser sitting
in a strangely
familiar machine beside
the aged,
decrepit figure of what must be
a human
male. She pointed at the villain
as electricity
crackled through his body.
"You are
going to tell me the voice command
authorization
password for this facility's
computer,
or I shall begin destroying all
of this
delicate equipment, and then tear
you apart
one limb at a time. Don't even
think
about stalling...I have no patience
left.
TELL ME THE PASSWORD...NOW!!" Scarlet
commanded
threateningly, her rage obvious.
The android
Hairdresser looked up at the
Scarlet
Witch, his head jerked up, and then
down to
the left, as he developed another
malfunction.
He leaned forward slightly,
and there
was suddenly a loud crash as
android
parts fell to the floor.
Then there
was another loud noise as the
android's
lower stomach collapsed; his
mechanical
insides dropped out onto the
floor.
Soon, there were coils, wiring,
circuit
boards, and pieces of metal in a
small
pile at his feet.
"AAAaGH!
The pain! Never thought this body
could
be hurt. Touch my human body and you
have no
chance of escaping. But you want
to be
a fool then be my guest bitch! The
voice
command authorization password for
this facility
is...ROSEBUD!" the android
wheezed
quietly as its body smoked.
"Thank
you! You may proceed with whatever
you are
doing to prevent the premature
termination
of your life-force," the
Scarlet
Witch said softly. She walked
quickly
over to the banks of computers.
The
Hairdresser glared at Scarlet for a
long moment
and then turned quickly back to
the face
on the computer terminal screen.
"HAL,
initiate the damn mind transferal!!"
he commanded
in an irritated tone.
HAL: *Ready
in 5,4,3,2,1!*
There
was a sudden flash of light and the
Hairdresser
was surrounded by coils of blue
energy.
His android body started to shake
violently
in the seat; he continued to
grip the
armrests tightly with his hands.
The hair
dryer whined and moaned under the
stress
of the operation, but after a minute,
a white
fog like aura emerged from the top
of the
machine that was more than it seemed
and spiraled
up into the air.
The aura
twirled around in the air for a
few seconds
and then darted over to the
body of
the old man who was seated unmoving
in a
mechanized wheelchair with a blanket
over his
lap. After a few minutes, the
ancient,
shriveled man stirred. "Wh..what
are you
doing?" the Hairdresser asked
wheezily
and then coughed.
The Scarlet
Witch addressed a computer
terminal
earnestly, "HAL..voice command
activation
password 'ROSEBUD'..are you
the main
computer?
HAL:
*Negative..main computer VICTOR is
on level
minus one, room three..main
laboratory*
"Hairdresser,
I am now taking control of
this facility.
I am a heroine..so I will
not prevent
you from saving yourself. You
may proceed,"
Scarlet said softly as she
turned
and looked intently at the frail
form of
her arch enemy.
The stylist
slowly brought up his gnarled,
trembling
hand to weakly grip the control
knob for
his wheelchair. He clumsily
touched
a button on the arm of the chair
and it
lurched forward, heading straight
for the
Scarlet Witch. The bald man,
unrecognizable
with his wrinkled face, spat
angrily,
"You did this to me you bitch!!"
The
Hairdresser's rasping voice ranted as
the wheelchair
zeroed in, "The time shift
on this
world is different from earth's;
the cloning
process that gave me this body
following
our first encounter broke down,
and I
aged into this thing I now am!! I
had to
construct the android and put my
mind into
it because this body is dying!"
"I am
sorry! You know that I cannot
control
my hexes..you brought this on
yourself.
You raped me, and mutilated
me by
piercing my nipples..I was angry;
the hex
happened! Save yourself or
die..I
care not. You did say my climatic
liquids
were what you needed..or the
android
did..use them!" Scarlet told him.
The stylist's
frail old body shook with
intense
rage as he glared angrily at the
Scarlet
Witch. "You'll never be rid of
the plant
spawn growing in your womb.
The pregnancy
will proceed very rapidly.
I can
already see a small swell to your
stomach!"
the aged man mockingly stated.
Chapter
23. Everything Old Is New Again
The
Hairdresser abruptly turned the chair
away from
the Scarlet Witch and wheeled
quickly
into a small alcove off the room.
He went
purposefully over to a small table
and picked
up a syringe that contained the
buxom
Avenger's distilled body fluids that
he so
needed and returned to the main room.
The villain
shakily injected the needle
into his
right arm, plunged the clear
liquid
into his vein, and waited. For a
few minutes
nothing happened, then
suddenly
a horrible pain swept over his
old body,
the anguish obvious on his
wrinkled
face.
The evil
stylist put a death grip on the
wheelchair,
and screamed out loudly,
"AAAGHHH!!
THE PAINN!! UUGGNN!!" His
body thrashed
wildly in the wheelchair;
the chair
tipped suddenly backward due
to his
tremors.
The
Hairdresser fell out of the chair,
onto the
floor where his body went into
convulsions,
spasming on the cold stone
surface.
Veins popped out all over his
skin,
and his eyes rolled up into his
head,
"AAaaaaaaAAAArrHH!" he shrilled.
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly as she
looked
in amazement at the strange figure
on the
floor. She suddenly realized the
aged villain
had become a boy..or a young
man..no,
perhaps something in between.
"Errr..you..err..you..okay?"
the heroine
stammered
excitedly.
The
Hairdresser stopped thrashing about on
the floor
and suddenly laid still. When he
opened
his eyes, he felt strong, young, and
vital.
The Hairdresser got slowly to his
feet,
and then jumped up and down in joy.
"Yes it
worked!! I'm young!!" the villain
proclaimed
triumphantly. Then he abruptly
stopped
as he heard his high-pitched
voice.
He ran quickly over to a mirror on
the wall.
The
Hairdresser looked earnestly into the
mirror;
a sixteen-year-old teenager stared
back at
him, astonishment evident on his
young,
boyish face. His hands flashed up
to his
face and held his reddening cheeks.
"YYYYAAAAAAA!!
The vaccine de-aged
me too
far back!! NOOO!!" he screamed
loudly
in bitter disappointment.
His facial
hair was gone; he was now a
younger
version of himself. He angrily
turned
to glare at the Scarlet Witch.
"What
the hell have your mutant fluids
done to
me!!" he queried petulantly.
Scarlet
abruptly picked the young man up
by the
scruff of his too big clothes, and
declared
impatiently, "I have done naught.
You brought
me here remember..now I have
rather
urgent business to attend to. You
can come
with me boy..and stay out of the
way, or
you can stay here..I care not.
Your fate
does not rest on my shoulders!"
The
Hairdresser smiled at the heroine; he
realized
that being this young again may
have it's
advantages. He felt his cock
grow instantly
hard as she threatened him.
Like a
typical teenager, he drowned out
her words.
Perhaps the vaccine had reduced
his mental
faculties to that of an adolescent,
or maybe
he just didn't care.
The
Hairdresser grinned broadly at Scarlet
and leaned
over to kiss her on the nose.
He cared
not about responsibilities, or
about
being trapped. All he knew was that
there
was a hot chick in front of him in
a tight,
crimson, low-cut leotard.
"Anyone
ever tell you that you're pretty
when you're
mad?" the boy quipped
whimsically
as he ogled the comely
heroine.
His hand snakily reached quickly
up, and
roughly groped her left breast.
The Scarlet
Witch squealed loudly and
quickly
slapped the boy's offending hand
away.
"Stop that darn it!" she ordered
skittishly,
her face becoming red with
embarrassment.
Chapter
24. Glitches And Gropes
The Scarlet
Witch quickly found her way
to room
three of level minus one, visibly
flinching
as she walked past the rape
machine
table. The room was located on the
opposite
side of the fortress' basement
from the
cold cells. She walked into what
was obviously
a combination of main
computer
room and multipurpose laboratory.
'Doom
is indeed a clever man', Scarlet
thought.
She quickly spoke into the
computer
system's voice command input
terminal,
"VICTOR...voice command
activation
password ROSEBUD."
VICTOR:
*Password Acknowledged*
The
Hairdresser followed closely behind
the Scarlet
Witch, skipping along and
humming.
He followed the gorgeous heroine
closely,
ogling at the way her firm hips
sexily
swayed from side to side as she
walked.
He felt his cock twitch inside
his oversized
trousers; he could think of
a few
positions he'd like to see her in.
As Scarlet
stopped at the computer's voice
command
input terminal, the boy crept up
behind
her and suddenly wrapped his arms
tightly
round her narrow waist, pressing
himself
against her tight buttocks.
"Will
you adopt me Witchypoo? I'm hungry,
can I
have some milk? Whatcha doing? Wanna
bathe
me?" the young Hairdresser spurted
out rapid
fire questions as he glommed
onto the
crimson-clad Avenger's sexy body.
The Scarlet
Witch squealed loudly again
and slapped
the boy's arms away hard.
"Heck
no, I don't want to bathe you boy!
Behave
yourself or I will paddle your
behind!"
she threatened shrilly.
Scarlet
looked in frustration at the
teenager
with an obvious tent in his
oversized
pants for a few seconds, and
then returned
her concentration to the
business
at hand.
"First
thing's first. Computer perform
a complete
scan of my, this life-form's,
physical
being," the Scarlet Witch
instructed
impatiently.
VICTOR:
*Complying,* a lifeless and
emotionless
voice responded to the young
heroine's
command, seemingly coming from
nowhere
and everywhere at the same time.
Scarlet
looked astonished as several
instruments
moved over her buxom body,
and there
were strange lights and sounds.
"Computer,
what is my body's, this life-
form's,
current physical condition?" she
asked
with obvious concern.
VICTOR:
*Homo sapiens superior, mutant
variation
of human; female; 1.7 meters
tall;
48.5 kilograms in weight; early
twenties
in age; overall physical condition
is excellent,
but life-form is presently
in a state
of extreme agitation and mild
exhaustion.*
The
Hairdresser, with a wide grin, thought
of the
Scarlet Witch's threat to spank him.
As the
computer voice finished, he spoke up
with,
"Oh goody! A spanking! Do you promise?
I've been
a very bad boy and need to be
punished.
Wanna go steady? I already pinned
you before.
Are those breasts real?"
The now-young
stylist stepped abruptly up
beside
Scarlet and bent over shaking his
ass at
her, quipping laughingly, "Go on,
paddle
my ass and call me a naughty boy!"
He wiggled
his butt at the beautiful
heroine,
but soon realized that she was
busy very
intently studying the computer,
ignoring
him.
The teen
was not sure what was going on;
he got
bored and wandered around the room
for a
few seconds. Then he moved silently
back over
to the Scarlet Witch and leered
at her
body. He suddenly walked up to her
and grabbed
her butt as he took out a
plastic
comb and dropped it on the floor
between
her legs.
The
Hairdresser snickered, "Oops I dropped
my comb."
He bent at the waist and reached
down to
pick up the comb. His gaze lingered
on Scarlet's
legs, and as he straightened
up, his
right hand slipped between her
thighs
and cupped her groin through her
costume.
He squeezed her crotch and grinned,
chortling,
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
The Scarlet
Witch screamed loudly in angry
frustration,
and with a quick, hard kick in
the behind,
the teen ended up sprawled on
the floor!
She went back to ignoring the
young
Hairdresser, concentrating on the
computer
and her problem.
Scarlet
stammered loudly and nearly hopped
up in
down, unable to control her emotions
as she
struggled to communicate with the
computer.
"No..that is not what I want to
know!
Computer, am I pregnant..is there
another
life-form within me?" she asked,
hoping
that her instincts were wrong.
VICTOR:
*You are a host for an inseminoid
seed.
The seed will germinate in 11 hours
and 26
minutes.*
"You called
it a seed, singular, but more
than one
seed appeared to enter my body
during
the insemination..are you sure there
is only
one? Also, the seed within me seems
to move,
how is that so? Finally, is the
inseminoid
seed sentient?" the Avenger
inquired
fearfully, her face long with
sadness,
her suspicions now confirmed.
VICTOR:
*The inseminoid's genetics are such
that the
number of viable seeds depends on
the nature
of the host; in this host's case
that is
one. The inseminoid seedling is
covered
with prehensile vinelets that
move
instinctively. The inseminoid will not
become
sentient until germination.*
Scarlet
did not like what she heard one
bit, and
blurted out quickly, "Computer,
what will
happen to me when the seed
germinates?
Why can there can be only one
viable
seed per this particular host?"
VICTOR:
*The sentient inseminoid will not
induce
labor; instead it will consume the
biological
host slowly from the interior,
and use
the water, protein, and minerals
in the
host's body as energy and materials
for growth.
The body of the examined host
has
insufficient energy and materials to
support
the development of multiple seeds.*
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly and began
to tremble
in abject terror, her eyes like
saucers.
Her breathing sped to far beyond
its normal
rhythm. She pressed on with,
"The android
Hairdresser mentioned that
this
facility's functions were at least
partially
based on nanite technology.
Computer,
what is a nanite?"
VICTOR:
*A nanite is a complex, molecule-
sized
machine designed to perform a wide
range
of functions.*
"The android
Hairdresser mentioned that
he changed
this complex's character to
reflect
his strange interests using the
nanites.
Computer, can nanites disassemble
complex
molecular structures?" Scarlet
asked
hopefully.
VICTOR:
*Such a function is within the
nanites'
design parameters*
Chapter
25. Solutions And Shows
The Scarlet
Witch blushed deeply and
crossed
her fingers as she quickly
climbed
onto and laid down on her back
on a table
in the center of the room.
Scarlet
took a deep breath and then asked
softly,
her voice quivering, "Computer,
can the
nanites disassemble the inseminoid
seed within
me and reassemble it on the
lab counter
on the side of the room
farthest
from my present position without
causing
harm to me..er..harm to this life-
form's
function?"
VICTOR:
*Such a function is within the
nanites'
design parameters*
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly in relief,
quickly
dispelled costume, and spread her
naked
legs wide. She couldn't help but
note that
her belly was much more enlarged
than she
expected.
The
Hairdresser pouted and folded his arms
together,
saying testily, "You're no fun!"
He stood
up and leaned against the computer
terminal;
he eyed the Scarlet Witch and
smiled
broadly as he watched her breasts
slowly
rise and fall as she breathed. He
saw her
get fidgety and enjoyed watching
her move
around.
Then the
boyish stylist saw her costume
vanish
and his eyes bugged out of his head
as he
thought, 'Holy shit!' He stood up
straight
and couldn't believe what he was
seeing;
the Scarlet Witch was naked in
front
of him and spreading her legs!!
The young
villain noticed the roundness of
Scarlet's
tummy, but his attention was
locked
on her rotund breasts and furry
pubic
mound. He observed hornily that her
nipples
seemed to be hard, and he silently
whistled
at the curly, neatly trimmed,
auburn
nest between her long, athletic,
wide-spread
legs.
The
Hairdresser saw that the nude Avenger
was
preoccupied, so he slipped his hand
down his
pants and rubbed and stroked
his cock
as it twitched and throbbed. He
moved
quietly over to Scarlet to get a
better
look at her naked body.
'Yep!
Those are 38Ds for certain', he
thought
tipsily as he ogled her breasts;
he joyfully
stared at the silver-dollar-
sized
pinkish-brown areolae centered with
firm
protruding nipples.
Over come
by hormones and emotion, the boy
got bold
and walked right up to the Scarlet
Witch
and kissed her quickly on the cheek.
"Take
it off!" he quipped gleefully. He
abruptly
moved up behind her head and
reached
over her shoulders to gently cup
her breasts;
he pinched her firm nipples
with his
fingers and giggled, "Nookie!"
The Scarlet
Witch blushed and angrily
hissed,
"Heyyy!!..you perverted little
boy..watch
those hands." She backhanded
the teen
hard, sending him sprawling yet
again
onto the floor. Then she simply
went back
to ignoring him.
"Computer,
I want you to have the nanites
disassemble
the inseminoid seed within me,
within
this life-form, and reassemble it
on the
lab counter on the side of the room
farthest
from my present position," she
spoke
swiftly, hope springing from her
voice.
VICTOR:
*Complying to command.*
The Scarlet
Witch watched in interested
amazement
as her belly swiftly returned to
its normal
size as a red-colored, spherical
seed quickly
took shape on the far counter.
Soon,
the tickling sensation ended, and she
could
see the living tentacles writhing
rapidly
in the air around the seed, which
was slightly
larger than a large cantaloup.
VICTOR:
*Command has been executed.*
Scarlet
quickly cast a create costume
spell,
followed by a series of heal
spells
to make sure that everything was
okay.
Then she asked without emotion,
"Computer,
will the inseminoid seed
survive
the germination process?"
VICTOR:
*Germination will occur, but
without
the living host surrounding the
inseminoid,
it will cease to function.*
"Oh well,
if its either me or it staying
alive,
I choose me. Now to deal with
another
important matter," the Scarlet
Witch
said stoically and went back to
work.
Chapter 26. In Search Of Ruby
Slippers
The
Hairdresser sat on the floor after the
hard backhand
by the Scarlet Witch. A tear
ran down
his face. He was close to crying,
but he
remembered that he was supposed to
be a man
and real men don't cry.
The boy
villain got slowly off the floor
and watched
the procedure as Scarlet rid
herself
of the plant spawn. He saw it
gradually
appear on the counter and
flutter
to life as the things vinelets wiggled
and flopped
around, "Eewww! that's
gross.
Now I see why I hate eating
vegetables
so much," he chortled wryly.
The
Hairdresser noticed that the Scarlet
Witch
was once again dressed and sighed
in
disappointment, "Damn, and that was
just getting
good too. At least the house
plant
won't try to eat us, yuck!"
The horny
teen was still hard as rock,
and his
eyes never left the heroine. He
walked
sneakily up to Scarlet and slapped
her
mischievously on the butt as she
continued
to work at her tasks. "Hey babe
whatcha
doing? Will you get naked again?
Please!"
he snickered sarcastically.
The Scarlet
Witch gave the troublesome
teenager
another hard kick in the behind,
sending
him quickly back to the floor.
"Stay
there you little pervert. I need to
get us
home," she spat in obvious anger
and
irritation.
"Computer,
where is the prototype
transport
machine designed by the human
sentient
known as Doctor Doom kept?"
Scarlet
asked sounding patient for the
first
time since she entered the room.
She was
obviously relieved that the
seed was
no longer gestating in her womb.
VICTOR:
*That device is housed in room
four,
level minus one, the chamber
across
the central corridor outside the
door to
this chamber.*
The Scarlet
Witch looked pleased and then
quickly
asked, "Computer, is that device
functional?"
VICTOR:
*It is functional, but without
the necessary
bioelectrical energy.*
"Computer,
scan the mechanical device, to
be known
as broach, below this life-form's
chin,"
Scarlet commanded, a slight smile
beginning
to form on her comely face. The
Scarlet
Witch waited patiently as, once
again,
several instruments moved rapidly
over her
body and there were strange
lights
and sounds.
VICTOR:
*Scanning complete.*
"Computer,
how is the device you just
scanned,
which was also designed by the
life-form
known as Doctor Doom, energized?"
the Avenger
asked eagerly, and then held
her breath
in hopeful anticipation.
VICTOR:
*It is energized by the
bioelectrical
energy generated by the
mutant
life-form now operating this
computer.*
Scarlet's
face beamed triumphantly, and
she began
grinning broadly, as she made
another
query, "Computer, is there an
interface
in the transport machine that
can utilize
this mutant life-form's
bioeletrical
energy?
VICTOR:
*Negative.*
The
Hairdresser sat cross-legged on the
floor
and watched the entire proceedings
in silence.
His hand moved down to the
crotch
of his pants and rubbed his bulge
through
the material. He did not really
understand
what was happening, but he was
quite
content to ogle the Scarlet Witch
as she
moved around.
The
Hairdresser saw Scarlet's demeanor
change
to a happier tone and he got bold
once more.
"I am getting the feeling that
you don't
like me lady," he quipped
sardonically.
The teen
stylist strode quietly up behind
the Avenger
again and pressed his groin to
her backside;
he made sure his bulge
slipped
into the cleavage of her buttocks
and ground
his loins against her ass. His
hands
shot up to latch onto her big breasts
again
as he japed, "Come one baby, I'm all
hard and
hurting real bad. Help me out!."
"Damn
it kid..ooops..don't mean to swear.
You are
testing my patience! We have to
get home..or
we will both be hosts to that
thing,"
the Scarlet Witch replied angrily
and pointed
to the wriggling inseminoid
seed on
the far counter; she continued
with,
"Let me get on with my business!"
She knocked
the teen again to the floor.
Scarlet
looked crestfallen as she thought
about
the computers last reply; a frown
filled
her face as she considered the
computer's
bad news.
Suddenly
the heroine's head snapped up
as she
had an idea. "Computer, can the
broach
be modified to be used as an
interface
to allow this mutant life-
form's
bioelectrical energy to make the
prototype
transport device function?"
she quickly
asked with fragile hope
in her
soft voice.
VICTOR:
*Affirmative.*
The Scarlet
Witch giggled nervously and
began
jumping up in down in joy, like a
young
child. "Computer, supply written
instructions,
English, for modification
and
installation of the broach for use as
a
bioelectrical energy transfer interface
to be
used in the prototype transport
device,"
she commanded triumphantly.
Scarlet
thought carefully for a moment,
and then
continued with, "Computer, also
provide
written instructions, English,
for returning
the broach to its present
function
once transport is complete."
VICTOR:
*Complying. Print out now
completed.*
The
Hairdresser, tired of getting knocked
to the
floor, scrambled quickly to his
feet.
He ran out the room, into the main
chamber,
and grabbed a wood paddle off the
wall.
He ran purposefully back to the room
housing
Doom's contraptions to find the
Scarlet
Witch working hard to find a way
home..an
escape from this twisted world.
The juvenile
delinquent saw Scarlet
working
feverishly and grinned like a
Cheshire
cat as he realized she had not
noticed
his entry into the room. He
slunk
silently up behind the Avenger
and swatted
her once hard on the butt
with the
paddle.
"You said
that you would paddle me! Well
how about
I spank you. You're not a very
nice lady
and you're mean! MY thing is
hard and
it hurts!! I want to get off damn
it!" The
Hairdresser yelled maliciously
as he
leered at the heroine and pawed at
her chest
once again; he squeezed her
right
breast firmly as he groped her.
The Scarlet
Witch yelped loudly as her
behind
was paddled. She glared angrily
at the
teenage culprit as he pawed her
again
and railed vehemently, "GET OFF!!!
GET OFF...I
want to get off this world
and will..but
you little..little..PRICK!
You also
will get off..you'll get off
this
floor!"
Scarlet
promptly hung the troublesome
teen from
a hook on nearby wall by the
back of
his oversized pants.
Chapter
27. Homecoming
The Scarlet
Witch quickly completed the
modifications
and installed of the broach
technology
into Doom's prototype transport
device.
Once finished,
Scarlet roughly grabbed the
young
teen and casually threw him into the
machine.
After a bumpy journey, which
lasted
only a few seconds, they were
suddenly
back home on Earth.
The Scarlet
Witch quickly restored her
broach,
and finally relaxed. She turned
finally
to the young Hairdresser and
mumbled
softly, "Hmmmm, now, what to do
with you,
young man."
Scarlet
thought long and hard, and then
came to
her solution. The next day she
delivered
the teen to the City Center
Orphanage.
The
receptionist immediately made a note
in the
file that this boy was going to be
trouble.
He kept groping the Scarlet Witch
in various
personal and private places.
The heroine
failed to notice that, when
she left,
that the hormone-driven teenager
was clasping
a lock of auburn hair tightly
in his
hand.
THE END
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