Global
Protectors – Growing
Pains
By
Marcus Lycus
(Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com)
Hello
and welcome to Growing Pains. This
is the last of the flashback stories, this time telling the story of how
the Japanese heroine Rising Sun and the Argentine beauty La Sola joined the
team.
For
those who care, the Global Protector Stories are set in this
order:
1.
Dawn
of the Millennium (written August 2004)
2.
Growing
Pains (written January 2006)
3.
Strip
Mall (written May 2004)
4.
Their
First Time (written February 2004)
5.
The
Seduction of Shamrock (written November 2003)
6.
Global
Protectors vs. the Wraithlord (written January
2004)
7.
7
Days (written May 2004)
8.
Blackchrome’s
Revenge (written August 2004)
9.
Tangents
(written October 2004)
10.
Stalked
By Red Jack (written February 2005)
11.
Homeland
Security (written March 2005)
12.
True
Romance (written June 2005)
I
tried to make sure the stories can be read in any order and that there is
continuity among them.
There’re probably some mistakes, but by and large I’m happy
with how they fit together.
My
final Global Protectors story, All Fall Down is coming up
next.
Legal
Horrors – The Global Protectors are copyright, trademark etc. of Doctor
Droid
(www.superstories.net/droidzone)
and are used with his permission.
Other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus.
What
does that legal gibberish mean? It
means that if you want to use the Global Protectors in another story you
need Doctor Droid’s permission (not
mine). It also means that you
can’t repost this story or use the characters created in it without
my permission.
And
since this story is meant for people over the age of 18, please don’t
read it if you are younger than that.
Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons
living or dead is purely coincidental of
course.
And
finally, please e-mail me with any comments, complaints or suggestions. Remember
feedback leads to more stories!
SPECIAL
NOTE: Doctor
Droid’s site is down now and he’s announced his retirement, but
if you’ve seen his work and you want to see more be sure and tell
him. Creating stories and images
is fun but without feedback, even a simple “good job” it gets
frustrating and hard to stay motivated.
He can be reached at his partner Lady Tania’s email:
ladytania63@yahoo.com
Marcus
Lycus
January 2006
Part
1 – A Whole New World
It was November of
2000. Much to everyone’s
surprise the year 2000 was almost over and we had not had an environmental,
nuclear, computer or divine apocalypse.
The phrases hanging chad and pregnant chad entered our vocabulary
and became Jay Leno punch lines for the next twenty
years. The internet was obsessed
with the deep and hidden significance of the phrase “All your base are
belong to us!” and people actually took Survivor
seriously.
With all this going on it’s easy to
see how the world media had little time for the appearance of two new heroines
in Megapolis…
***
“Surrender Global
Gals! You can’t stop me
from destroying Megapolis!”
Dynamo yelled.
“Oh
yeah?” Maple Leaf yelled
back.
“Yeah!”
Dynamo replied.
Maple Leaf
frowned. That was
lame. The Canadian heroine had
hoped the art of witty superhero banter would come to her naturally but after
almost a year she still had trouble with
it. Maybe there was a course
she could take?
A blast of lightning singed her hair and
brought her back to reality.
Dynamo was a powerful electrically powered
villain who was threatening to blow up Giordano Dam and flood the whole
city. That was something else
Maple Leaf just didn’t get, why flood the
city? What did this guy stand
to gain? Did he own a rubber
raft shop or something?
Supervillains just didn’t make any sense to
her.
But while she was musing about silly comic
book plots, Dynamo just blasted her.
This time he caught her.
Maple Leaf’s body went rigid, her hair stood on end, she felt
the front of her thin spandex costume vaporize and felt cold air on her bare
breasts. She began to
fall.
Dynamo considered letting the Canadian die
but then he saw those rigid nipples sticking out and he just had to save
her for later. He awkwardly flew down and caught the helpless heroine,
and copped a feel of her breasts.
They were so firm! He
couldn’t believe it. But
distracted by his libido he didn’t see the other
heroine. Until she almost took
his head off.
Valkyrie landed another punch and swooped
down to grab Maple Leaf before she hit the
ground. She slowly hovered down
to the top of the dam.
“Maple
Leaf? Can you hear
me? Are you
OK?” She couldn’t believe her leader had made that
mistake! Right before the battle
Maple Leaf had warned them that Dynamo was too powerful and too quick for
them to get distracted and that any distraction could be
fatal. And yet Maple Leaf had just hovered there daydreaming
like a school girl while Dynamo blasted her.
These thoughts were still going through
Val’s head when Dynamo blasted her.
Right in the ass. She felt the back of her costume disintegrate and fell
helpless on top of her leader.
Dynamo liked the sight of that ass and blasted her
again. The blond Swede cried
out, but y’know, it sounded like a moan of
pleasure.
Weird.
Distracted he almost didn’t notice Tigress
flying up behind him.
Almost.
His electrical senses detected the battery
in the cell phone tucked in her thigh-high
boot. He
smirked. This was going to be
too good.
Tigress grinned; the stupid white man was
too obsessed with the white women to notice
her. He’d be easy
prey. Naturally the overconfident
white women had allowed this fool to defeat
them. Tigress always thought
they lacked her killer instinct and clear understanding of what must be
done. A result of their spoiled
First World upbringing no doubt.
Well she’d show this villain what a real heroine could
do-
“AH!” She cried out as thousands
of volts of static electricity hit her from all
sides. Her thin spandex costume
disintegrated totally and she fell helplessly to the ground joining her two
friends.
Dynamo shook his head at the hot helpless
heroines sprawled out on the dam.
Damn.
He thought about what he’d do with
them.
Damn.
But business before
pleasure.
“Stupid
broads. I’m gonna blow
up this dam and there’s nothing the three ‘Global Protectors’
can do to stop me!”
“Three?
Who said there are three Global Protectors?”
He saw white and blue blurs just before the
punches landed on his face. The
last thing he remembered before blacking out was two gorgeous girls laughing
at him.
***
The
Global Protectors are a start-up superheroine team from
Megapolis. Their three members
have the rather predictable superpowers of strength, flight and limited
invulnerability and wear unimaginative costumes consisting of a bathing suit,
gloves and thigh-high boots. The
only interesting twist on this team is their claim to be ‘truly
global’ since each member hails from a different
country. Their members are Maple
Leaf from Canada, Tigress from Africa and Valkyrie from Switzerland. –
The Kirby Guide to Heroes and Heroines, 2000
Edition
***
The next day…
Maple Leaf looked at the team’s entry
in the Kirby Guide which she had taped to the door of their
office. On one hand it was a
sign they had arrived, the Kirby Guide was the definitive guide to
every superhero and heroine since World War
II. But on the other hand it
was a reminder of how far they had to go to become respected
heroines. While Ultra Woman got a 4 page listing and multiple photos
the GP had one paragraph that positively dripped with
scorn. It even left out Tigress’ country
(
***
“And so the Global Protectors are proud
to welcome our two newest members, La Sola and Rising
Sun!”
The half dozen reports applauded politely
as the two new heroines descended gracefully from the
sky. One was a tan voluptuous
On stage Maple Leaf, the leader of the
newly-formed Global Protectors, tried not let her irritation
show. She had hoped this would
be a big day, with reporters from all the networks and the major dailies
but only half dozen freelancers had shown up and they seemed more interested
in the free doughnuts than the real story
here. She took a deep breath
and carried on; maybe this would still work out OK.
“La Sola, whose name means ‘the
sun’ in her native Spanish is from
Argentina! As a civilian she
was known for her charitable work and she’s very excited to have this
chance to help people all around the world!”
Jillian Havre tactfully omitted the part
about La Sola being shot and left for dead by a death
squad. The process that gave
the Global Protectors their powers only worked on women who were near
death. Jillian had never quite
understood why. When she asked
their benefactor Dr. Boyd he went on about psychic trauma and the need for
psychokinetic catalyst. Or
something. Frankly Jillian suspected that he was just making up nonsense
words and didn’t know how the process worked
either. Whatever.
“So please give a big hand to welcome,
LA SOLA!”
Carmen Mendez turned towards the knot of
reporters and gave them a great big, natural
smile. She deliberately leaned
over to give the photographers a good look at her cleavage (she’d modified
her costume so it dipped a bit lower than the others’) and was rewarded
with an explosion of flashbulbs.
Her sensitive ears picked up several reports
muttering “she looks just like J-Lo.”
Jillian nodded approvingly and turned to
the other new heroine. “Our
first Asian member takes her name from her country’s flag, she is Rising
Sun!”
Kisume Hiro tried to hide her face behind
her black hair. As an engineer in Japan she was used to fading into the
background. She never wanted
to be any kind of heroine; she just had the bad luck to be in the lab when
those Yakuza thugs broke in looking to steal her
work. She honestly didn’t
remember much about what happened; just that she’d foolishly tried to
stop them and had been shot. She spent months in a coma before she found herself reborn
with strange new powers and was told that she was now a
superheroine. Kisume went along
with it but now in front of these cameras, shivering in her spandex bathing
suit she was wondering if she was really cut out for
this.
“Now then” Maple Leaf began “I
would like to share some of the Global Protectors’ accomplishments over
the last year-“
A cell phone
rang. One of the freelancers
muttered an apology and answered it.
“Besides saving the city and capturing
Dynamo last night-“
“Hey
guys! The Teen Angels are opening
a new Gap on Finger Street right now!”
“-we also saved the lives of thousands
of Kenyans during the tragic forest fires-“
“Crap is the Teen Angel thing
today?”
“So that’s where everyone
is!”
“Damn, now those are some hot
heroines!”
“Come on we can share a
cab!”
“Hey uh, Captain Canada thanks for the
doughnuts!”
“Um, right, any time, don’t forget
to pick up a press release on your way out…”
***
“It’s not your fault Maple Leaf,
there’s no way you could have known the Teen Angels were doing something
the same day.”
“We can’t blame them for going
for the big story.”
“It’s the way of the world
mi
amiga. When you’re
dealing with men, even beautiful underdressed women must make way for beautiful
underdressed teenagers.”
They all laughed at
that.
“Thanks ay… but let me tell you,
I promise that someday reporters will be ignoring those tramps to cover OUR
achievements!” She took
a deep breath and put on a smile. “OK who wants to grab a
beer?”
They all headed for the showers to put on
some real clothes.
***
That night…
“Actually the correct Spanish would
be ‘La Sol’. ‘La Sola’ actually means ‘alone’
or ‘the loner’.”
“Opps, sorry about that
ay?”
“I’m sure no one noticed and it
should be easy to fix later.”
“Still I feel
bad…”
“Don’t worry
Jillian! It’s actually
a little funny, because ‘the loner’ definitely does not describe
me…”
La Sola eyed some of the men across the
bar… She’d been thinking about super sex lately and well…
she did have something to celebrate tonight.
And across the
table…
“Val-san
you still use cell phones to communicate?”
“Well yes, we’d like something
more advanced but we just don’t have the
money…”
“Well I am an engineer; perhaps I can
come up with something. Give
me that napkin.”
Rising Sun took out a pen and started to
sketch designs. The others looked on
impressed. She was glad to have
something concrete to work on.
Something where she was the
expert. Surrounded by these
confident aggressive women in this strange country she really felt out of
her depth.
***
Three days later…
“Surrender Global
Protectors! You will never stop
us from robbing this bank!” the
blue and grey armored robot yelled.
Maple Leaf wondered why a robot would bother
yelling its plan. Wouldn’t
robots just operate silently and efficiently, communicating with the other
robots by radio or something?
Surely they wouldn’t just stand in the middle of the street and
yell threats?
Distracted by these thoughts Maple Leaf was
tackled from behind by another of Doctor Droid’s
warbots. She struggled
with it but to no avail; it was too strong for
her. Then it started to pull
at her shoulder straps, obviously intending to strip her publicly for some
insane reason. As the first
strap started to tear Maple Leaf snarled and elbowed the warbot hard enough
to break its titanium endoskeleton and send it flying
back. She spun and jumped on
top of it.
“DAMNIT!
This is my last costume! Do
you have any fucking idea how much these
cost!?”
She felt like her strength was at a new level
as she tore the warbot apart with her bare
hands.
Yeah. That felt
good.
Glowing with perspiration she looked around
to see how her comrades were doing.
Val and Tigress were trading blows with some of the warbots, she saw
Val tear the head off one and Tigress spear another with a
lamppost.
Good.
Looking up she saw La Sola flying overhead
dodging plasma blasts from two flying
warbots. The Argentine flew
faster and faster and then dove sharply.
The two ‘bots shattered like toys when they hit a concrete wall
at more than 300 miles per hour.
Maple Leaf grinned, Doctor Droid was the first villain the team had
fought and it was good to see their new member was a match for his evil
robots. She looked around for
their Japanese member but saw no sign of
her. Maple Leaf hoped nothing
bad had happened.
***
“Run
away!” Rising Sun cried
hysterically as she held up the ceiling.
The droids’ plasma blasts had started a fire and she was trying
to get everyone out of this old building before it
collapsed.
“Run!”
Smoke was filling her button nose and her
eyes were watering. Despite
her powers she could feel the heat of the flames, despite her super strength
she could barely hold up the ceiling.
Finally the last person got out (an old woman holding a box with several
cats) and Rising Sun let go. She
ran for the door but was a second too slow, the ceiling finally collapsed
on the young Japanese girl pinning her under a ton of flaming
wreckage. She screamed in fear
and it enveloped her. Panicking,
she desperately tried to crawl out but could barely budge the wreckage that
pinned her. She started to
scream!
As with all of the Protectors, Rising Sun’s
powers were derived from a psychic field that surrounded her, protecting
her from harm and allowing her to lift great weights or defy
gravity. Like all psychic abilities
her powers were affected by her state of mind, fear, doubt and stress hindered
them considerably. But this
was only her second battle, the poor girl had no idea that panicking was
the worst thing she could do.
The wreckage started to move, Rising Sun
reached up and felt two strong hands grab her wrists and pull her
free.
“Val-san? Is that-“
It wasn’t Valkyrie.
The blue and grey warbot gazed at Rising
Sun’s soot-covered body with soulless yellow
eyes. It let go of her wrists
and put her on her feet. The
frightened girl started to stammer “th-thank
yo-“.
Then the robot punched her between the
legs. Rising Sun gasped once
and crumpled into a fetal position.
The warbot kicked her in the gut for good
measure and then cruelly grabbed the girl’s hair pulling her off the
ground. Razor sharp claws popped
from its left hand. It held them close to her face waving them slowly in front
of her wide eyes.
Then it let go and kicked her between the
legs.
The heroine squealed and landed with a thud
on a pile of trash.
The robot leapt on top of
her. One metal hand wrapped
around her willowy throat, the other waving claws before
her. The dazed girl could barely
speak.
“P-please…”
The robot relaxed its grip
slightly.
“Please
what?” it barked in a thick Austrian
accent.
“D-don’t hurt me…
please”
It punched her in the face cracking her
lip.
“Why
not?”
“I’ll do
anything!
Please! Please!
P-“
“Yes.
You will. Remember
that.”
The robot tightened its
grip.
For Rising Sun the world went
black.
***
“How you doing
ay?”
Rising Sun
groaned. Someone was shouting
at her.
“Good job
there!” She felt someone
hit her on the arm.
Rising Sun opened her
eyes. It was Maple Leaf grinning
at her.
“Saved a whole apartment building of
people! Not bad for your second
case ay?”
“B-but…”
“I know, the falling rubble knocked
you out.” Maple Leaf wiped
a bit of blood from Rising Sun’s
lip. “Looks like you got
banged up, but don’t forget we have rapid healing
powers. You’ll be OK in
a day or two.”
“R-right.”
“Any hey, good job, you’re a real
heroine now!”
***
La Sola quickly joined the search and rescue
effort. Although there did not seem to be any fatalities the robots
had done a lot of damage. She
flew into some of the damaged buildings helping to hold them up while firemen
and paramedics searched for the wounded.
After a few hours she was hot, sweaty and covered in
soot. But she didn’t mind,
they’d found five wounded people and gotten all of them out in
time. Now it was time for a shower and a good
rest.
Carmen yawned and arched her back stretching
luxuriously. She had to smile as she noticed the firemen staring at her ample
assets on display. She listened
to the whispers and whistles as she passed the cops and firemen but was hardly
offended. If anything she was
flattered. From what she had
gathered the other girls on the team had been plain Janes before Doctor
Boyd’s process has changed them.
Rising Sun and Valkyrie for example were obviously uncomfortable with
men’s stares but Carmen was quite used to being the center of
attention. In Argentina her
father was a prominent politician, her mother a beauty
queen. Carmen herself had some
local fame as a designer and a beauty
herself. She knew the poor men
just could not control themselves with so much tan female flesh
around. She waved to them and
smiled.
She licked her lips for a second at the naughty
thoughts it gave her but… no.
She was going home to get some
rest. She took a few steps forward
and got ready to take off when…
“Cigarette?”
He was young good-looking fireman in a navy
blue uniform, with curly blond hair and a charming
smile. He introduced himself
as Johnny Five. La Sola wondered
about his odd name and decided he was worth a few minutes of her
time. They chatted a bit and
he got her number. Flying home
she wondered if he’d call later.
***
Kisume Hiro toweled herself off and put on
her pajamas. Rapid healing powers or not, her bruises still
ached. She hoped the rest of
her career wouldn’t be like this.
Her Megapolis apartment was tiny, even smaller than her old apartment
in Tokyo. She just couldn’t afford anything else on her meager
stipend from the team. Maple
Leaf was looking for way to get more money but for now…
Kisume shook her head.
It was too late for doubts and regrets, Doctor Boyd had saved her
life and she owed this to him. She
was glad no one had seen the robot humiliate her and make her
beg. If anyone ever saw her like that her career as Rising
Sun would be over. She would
have to try to be brave, try to be like her teammates.
Rising Sun drifted off to sleep with these
thoughts warring in her head.
The corner of her small bedroom blurred as
a Wardroid dropped its holographic
camouflage.
***
Toweling herself off after a hot shower Carmen
Mendez put on her camisole and jeans so she could go
out. Her father made sure her
Megapolis apartment was not too far below what she was used
to. It was no match for her
family villa in Buenos Aires of course but it was
acceptable.
Her phone rang, it was Johnny the
fireman. He asked how she
was. He asked if she was feeling
better. He asked what she was
wearing. He happened to mention
he had a bottle of white wine and wondered if she would like him to come
over.
Carmen thought about that one for a
second. Maple Leaf had explicitly
told them to make sure no one could connect their real identities with their
superhero identities. Without
secret identities the Global Protectors would be vulnerable to attacks, lawsuits
and tax audits! Bringing someone
to Carmen Mendez’s apartment was a big no-no.
But then again… It was just one guy
and Carmen would be very discreet.
Besides after today’s victory didn’t she deserve a bit of
relaxation? Of course she
did.
Carmen invited the boy
over.
***
In Rising Sun’s bedroom the robot moved
silently until it climbed on top of her sleeping
form. The robot started unbuttoning
her pajama top bit by bit. As
it undid the last button the girl stirred restlessly and Kisume awoke with
a start.
She tried to scream but the robot thrust
a metal hand into her mouth. The
Japanese girl struggled and tried to fly up or to throw it off but she could
not budge it. She could feel its other hand moving around be her ear
and even feel a probe entering her ear canal, doing something in
there. There was a moment of
pain as she felt something stick to her inner ear and then the probe withdrew.
Thin needles pierced her skin on the neck
and she felt a sudden wave of cold through her body.
She wondered what drugs she
had just been injected with. She
felt weak and could not feel her biokinetic field any
more. Her heart began to
pound. She hadn’t been
able to beat these robots with her powers, if they could take them
away… She heard a voice
in her ear; it was deep and strong, clouded by a thick Austrian
accent.
“Hello again
heroine. Are you ready to keep
your promise?”
Rising Sun’s eyes went wide, she remembered
her fearful words to Doctor Droid, what would he want from
her? She tried to shake her
head, to be brave. The robot’s
blank face seemed to smile. Once
again it held a hand in front of her wide eyes and popped out razor sharp
steel claws from its fingertips.
It ran the claws down her cheeks just grazing the smooth skin without
piercing it.
Yet. It removed the hand from her mouth and locked it around
her long willowy neck. The voice
in her ear repeated the question.
Courage forgotten, Rising Sun nodded
frantically.
“Good heroine,
good. Now what was it you said
you would do?”
“A-anything… anything… please
don’t kill me.
Please…”
The robot climbed off of her, the girl pulled
a sheet up to her neck to hide the exposed strip of flesh down the middle
of her body.
“Anything you
say?”
Rising Sun just nodded, unable to deal with
the shame of admitting it again.
“Say if I asked for your friend’s
secret identities. Would you tell me that?”
Rising Sun hesitated, if she gave Doctor
Droid that information he could kill her friends
easily. And it would be her
fault! “No, not that, please
don’t ask me for that…”
The voice in her ear
laughed. It was not a pleasant
laugh. The robot popped its
claws and took a step forward.
Rising Sun screamed!
“I’ll tell
you! I’ll tell
you! I’ll tell you!”
she yelled in Japanese.
The voice laughed
again.
“Pathetic. The others lasted so much longer
than you.”
“Others?”
“Do you think you’re the
first heroine I’ve taken a liking to?”
Rising Sun froze, she’d never thought
of that.
“You’re
not. You’re just
weakest. Even the Teen Angels
showed more spirit.”
Rising Sun lowered her head in
shame.
“I won’t ask for your
friends’ secret identities, let’s just say I don’t need to
hear it from you.”
“Please don’t hurt my
friends!”
“You’re a demanding
one. First you would do anything
to save yourself and now you expect to buy your friends’ safety
too. Well we’ll have to
see. Stand up Rising
Sun.”
Rising Sun climbed out from behind the sheet
and stood helpless before the Wardroid.
She reached to close her top.
“Right idea, wrong
direction. Take it
off.”
Rising Sun fought down a sob and took of
her top exposing her lean body and small breasts.
***
The fireman knocked on Carmen’s door
within fifteen minutes of calling.
She greeted him at the door with a caste kiss on the
cheek. He brought flowers and
the promised bottle of wine. She
poured two glasses and they sat on the couch.
She listened to his stories of saving lives
and admired his muscles.
He listened to her stories of saving lives
and admired other parts of her body.
They got a little
closer. Then a
lot. He peeled up her camisole
and sucked on her breasts. She
opened the fly on her jeans; he reached in and fingered
her. Carmen convulsed as his
fingers brushed her engorged citreous.
The couch fell over backwards spilling both of them to the
floor. They didn’t
care.
***
Rising Sun winced as the robot touched her
face again, expecting it to cut her to ribbons but instead it was just a
soft caress. With its other
arm it undid the draw string on her pajama pants; they fell to the floor
leaving the frightened Japanese girl dressed only in her white
panties. She
shivered.
“Pretty,
pretty” the robot said in the
same voice as the one in her ear.
What was it going to do?
Rape her? Why would a
robot even be interested in that?
What did it want?
“Put this
on.” It held out a sheer pink nightgown that would not even
cover Kisume’s butt cheeks.
She wiggled into it.
“And take those
off.”
Kisume turned her back and pulled down the
panties. Now she felt more exposed
than before, she could see her black pubic hairs through the thin
material.
“N-now
what?
S-sir?”
The doorbell rang.
“Answer the door and do what
you have to do. And remember
I’m
watching.”
The robot moved back to the corner and disappeared again behind its
holographic illusion.
Shivering Rising Sun walked to the
door.
***
Carmen bit her lip as the fireman entered
her. This was
INCREDIBLE! She’d never
gotten this hot this fast. Johnny
started to pump into her and she began to
hyperventilate. Was he this
good? Or was she this
horny? After a few seconds the
Latin temptress no longer cared.
***
Rising Sun opened the door slowly, hesitantly,
expecting a robot attacker or even Doctor Droid himself on the other
side.
But it was just a chubby balding white
man. He leered at her
greedily.
“Goldie Honeypot I
assume?”
Rising Sun
froze.
No! Not
this!
“Ah!”
She clutched her ear as the electric shock hit.
“You said ‘anything’;
you’d do anything to buy your
life. Well this is how you’ll earn
it. Be very, very nice to
‘John’ here and I’ll let you
go.
Or…”
Rising Sun nodded “yes, yes,
hai!”
“Um, are you
OK?” The girl had answered
the door and stumbled like someone bit her.
“Eh?
Me?
Yes! Fine, fine, beri
fine, tank you.” Stress
made her forget her English.
‘John’ leaned in for a kiss, Rising
Sun offered only her cheek. After
another shock she turned and offered her
lips. His tongue invaded her
unwilling mouth.
“Mmm, you’re not like the other
escort girls, they never let me kiss.
Course I knew that when I saw your ad in the Megapolis Image last
week, you looked so sweet and innocent.
You’re worth the $200 baby.”
Rising Sun winced at
that. But somewhere in the back
of her mind she realized what it meant when he saw ‘her ad’ a week
ago. How could Doctor Droid
have known?
How?
John started kissing her neck and pulling
down the shoulder straps on her sheer pink
nighty. Kisume moaned unconsciously
at the stimulation. She didn’t
even notice until John had pulled the nighty below her erect
nipples. She started and tried
to pull away but another shock hit her and made her
squeal. Naturally John
misunderstood.
“Want it rough
huh?
Good. I like it
rough!” He pushed her to the ground and started biting her nipples
hard. He thrust his clothed
crotch into her pelvis again and again.
The Japanese girl shrieked and started to struggled but another shock
reminded her of her predicament.
John started to unzip.
Kisume bit her lip and awaited the
inevitable.
***
“OH
Madre de
dios! YES! YES! Oh God YES!”
Carmen whipped her head from side to side
as the third orgasm hit. She
was being pushed up against a wall by the fireman; she could feel the plaster
crack behind her.
***
“Not bad
heroine. Not
bad. You were enjoying it by
the end.”
The robot was holding her in an embrace,
forcing her slim body against its cold metallic
one. Small tendrils were extending
once more into her ear, removing the bug it had implanted
earlier.
“N-no…
NO! I
wasn’t…”
“You can’t lie to my sensors
heroine. Tonight Rising Sun
was a rising
slut.”
Somehow the robot managed to chuckle
dryly.
“But…”
She silently admitted defeat.
A few hot tears leaked from her
eyes.
“W-why?
Why? You could have killed
me, or kidnapped me or anything, why do this?”
“Why
not?”
“Damn
you!” Rising Sun impotently
pounded her fists against the robot’s
chest. Her super strength was
still gone. She had more ability
to hurt the titanium and ceramic droid than any other
woman. The robot chuckled again
and seized her wrists.
“Behave yourself, unless
‘Goldie Honeypot’ wants some more
customers.”
Rising Sun stopped
struggling.
“This was a lesson for
you. They can give you
powers. They can give you a
pretty costume and a heroine name.
They can dress you up and put you in front of the
cameras. But you are no
heroine. You are a frightened
girl.”
“N-no!”
“Terrorists entered your lab
to steal your work. What did
you do?”
“I tried to stop them!”
“Did
you?”
“I wanted to… I really
did…”
“You
hid.”
“Yes.”
“And
then?”
“I… please don’t make me say
it!”
“Allow
me. They found
you. You crawled out begging
them not to hurt you. You offered
to fuck them if they would let you go.”
“How do you
know?”
“What happened
then?”
“They… they shot
me. And left me to
die. The next thing I remember
was waking up in Dr. Boyd’s lab.
He said I was a hero; I’d risked my life to stop
terrorists. I… what could
I
say?”
“You could have said the
truth. You are no heroine, you
are a coward.”
“NO!”
The droid raised and fist to hit her and
the Japanese girl flinched and hid her face.
“I’m
sorry! I’m a
coward! I’m
sorry!
Sorry…”
She sobbed for a few minutes waiting for
a blow to land or for more harsh words but none
came. Finally Rising Sun looked
up.
The droid was gone.
Or was it?
She pulled on a robe and looked around the
room. She felt in the corners
and found nothing. But the door and windows were closed, it couldn’t
have left.
Could it?
Rising Sun started to hyperventilate, was
it watching her now?
Of course it
was! Even if the robot was gone
it could have left cameras, bugs, anything!
She quickly threw on clothes and ran to the
street.
***
La Sola cuddled with the
fireman. He’d been so good
to her but by now he must be spent. She kissed his neck and he rolled over towards
her.
The doorbell rang.
La Sola ignored it and continued kissing
the fireman’s strong shoulders.
It rang again.
And again.
Finally she sighed, threw on a robe and answered
the buzzer.
“La Sola! La
Sola! It’s me Rising Sun,
please let me in! You have to
let me in!”
Scared, La Sola buzzed her teammate
in.
Rising Sun ran in and hugged her
teammate.
“Oh
Carmen-san, I had to see you it
was terrible!”
Johnny walked out wearing nothing but his
boxers and asked “Hey, who’s your
friend?”
The fireman locked eyes with Rising Sun and
for a second his blue eyes flashed an electric
yellow. Rising Sun
shuddered.
“Kisume this is Johnny, Johnny this
is Kisume. She’s a friend
from… work. Now Kisume,
what happened?”
“What?
Oh, um, I had a bad dream.
It was very scary. I’m sorry to disturb you, I’ll go home
now.” She turned towards
the door but Carmen grabbed her arm.
“Nonsense!
Come Kisume; let me get you some tea, Johnny, why don’t you take
a shower.”
“OK.”
The two heroines talked for a while but Kisume
refused to say anything other than she’d had a bad dream and was
sorry. Carmen could see she
was lying; the girl was wearing nothing but a tee shirt and a pair of sweat
pants and was close to tears.
Something was obviously very wrong but even with Johnny in the shower
she wouldn’t say anything. Finally Johnny
reemerged. Carmen
yawned.
“Kisume, I don’t want you going
home tonight OK? Stay here on
the couch; we can talk in the
morning.” She gave Kisume
a blanket and headed back to bed with Johnny.
With Rising Sun’s enhanced hearing she
could not miss the sound of kissing which became moans of pleasure and whispered
promises. She shuddered again.
Had she really seen his eyes turn
yellow? Was ‘Johnny’
really another of Doctor Droid’s
creations?
She waited restlessly almost hiding under
the covers.
The sounds from the bedroom grew into cries
and gasps but finally ended, replaced by calm
breaths. Kisume looked again
at the front door, she could still get out!
She quietly rose to her feet and reached
for her coat. The bedroom door opened.
“You’ve been a bad
girl. You were going to tell
her.”
The voice was cold and mechanical.
Kisume
froze. It was ‘Johnny’,
he was naked and his eyes glowed yellow.
“I… I’m
sorry.” She lowered her
head.
The robot
chuckled. It took a few steps
closer.
“How
sorry?”
“Please don’t hurt
me!”
“Take off your
clothes.”
“Please
don’t!”
Johnny’s fingers crackled with
electricity. Rising Sun retreated
a few steps and did what he asked.
It took a step closer. She
retreated again. It took a step;
she retreated a bit and hit the wall.
“Please…”
Tears filled her eyes. She
raised her arms to ward Johnny off.
He took her wrists and moved her hands, one to her breasts, one to
her crotch. He moved them
around.
“You know what to
do?”
Kisume
nodded. She rubbed her small
breasts and massaged her pussy while Johnny
watched. The droid smiled and
gave the heroine her instructions.
***
“Mmm, where’d you
go?”
“Just getting some
water. Hey is your friend
OK? She sounded like she had
a stomach ache or something.”
“Hmm, I better check on
her.”
La Sola walked into her living room and was
greeted with the smell of sweat and other
fluids. “Oh
Kisume!”
The Japanese girl was rubbing her bare breasts
and rubbing her hand between her legs.
She froze when the door opened.
“I…”
What could she say?
“Oh Kisume, I’m so
sorry!”
“Sorry?”
“You must have heard us and here you
were all alone! If I had known how you felt I would have invited you to
join us!”
“J-join?”
“Well maybe next time, I imagine Johnny
can barely walk by now. So try
to cool down, maybe take a cold shower and we can all have some fun in the
morning.
Ciao!”
“Join?”
Rising Sun sat for some
time. After a while her enhanced
ears picked up a whispered conversation about stamina and appetites followed
by the sound of a bed shaking.
She staggered to her feet, threw on her clothes
and ran from the apartment. Robots
here! Robots there!
And her teammate is a crazed sex
fiend! Rising Sun got back home
and hid under her covers for the rest of the night.
***
Eventually La Sola drifted off to an exhausted,
contented sleep. Johnny leaned over and started to whisper in her
ear.
“Good girl, good
heroine. You deserve this
don’t you? You save all
those people after all; don’t you deserve a good
fuck? Don’t you need
one? Don’t you deserve
to feel like this every night?”
The ultrasonics and carefully measured tones
reached deep into her mind without awakening the sleeping
Johnny was an XTC-69 model, cloned human
flesh with a computer brain and enhanced sexual
organs. He could go all night
well into the next day without tiring.
In one night he had pushed La Sola’s enhanced body to its limits,
making her cum more times than she had thought
possible. And leaving her hungry for
more.
He transmitted the physiological and
psychological data to Doctor Droid as he slipped
out. He headed for Doctor
Droid’s lab in an abandoned warehouse for
reprogramming. Perhaps
next week he would be sleeping with a presidential candidate’s twin
daughters or the Teen Angels. He
didn’t care; he was just a droid with as much feeling as a toaster or
a laptop.
For Doctor Droid however it had been quite
a night. The XTC-69s had relays built right into their central
nervous system. What they felt,
he felt. And he liked what he
felt.
***
“Well I hope you both had a good
rest.”
La Sola nodded lazily and sat back, a content
smile on her face. Rising Sun
offered some unconvincing nods. No
one noticed.
They were back in the Global Protectors cramped
office at the World Peace Institute.
Maple Leaf was talking about the
budget.
Again.
“The Argentine and Japanese governments
have both given us grants to cover your stipends but nothing
more. The World Peace Institute
says they have no money to spare, actually they want us to start paying
rent.”
“Some thanks we get for saving Chairman
Loveless’ life…”
“I know Val, I
know. So I need ideas people,
how can we keep this team afloat?”
The heroines started tossing out
ideas. La Sola mentioned a fan
club; Maple Leaf didn’t like that idea but said some sort of education
and empowerment program for women might be more
appropriate. Val gave them a
long list of companies and rich donors that might help the team but no one
was too interested in begging for handouts.
Finally Rising Sun spoke
up. “Why do we need
donations? In Japan heroes do
not do such things.”
“I suppose in Japan all the heroes are
millionaire playboys! Goddamn
rich kid heroes, just build yourself some iron suit and you’re off fighting
the Viet Cong or whoever make the rest of us look
bad-“
“What do they do in
Japan?” Val asked cutting
off her leader’s favorite rant.
“Well in Japan they are like
celebrities. They have TV shows
and cartoons and do commercials and-“
“No, that’s not going to work here
in America. I mean superheroes
doing commercials? Everyone
knows heroes aren’t supposed to take rewards for what they
do. Course no one seems to know
how you’re supposed to pay the rent if you’re not some goddamn
millionaire playboy with a stately manor and a cave under it
to-“
“So in Japan how do new heroes get
started?” Val tossed in
cutting off the rant.
“Well I suppose it’s like any other
show business job, they audition.
If they are accepted the agency gets them sponsors and so
on. A few years back Moon Princess
went from being an unknown junior high school girl to the highest paid woman
in Japan.”
La Sola, Val and Tigress
smiled. Maple Leaf stopped ranting
and looked at Rising Sun.
The Japanese girl turned beet red and wished
she’d kept quiet.
Epilogue
Deep beneath Megapolis in a hidden bunker
the mysterious villain known only as Doctor Droid looked at the results of
this weeks experiments. They
had far exceeded his expectations.
Years ago he had released clones of himself, each with false memories
and identities but with all of his
genius. They had gone into different
fields, accomplished different things and he had watched from
afar. One, Dr. Drake Boyd had
gone into biology, superhuman biology, and with some help from his proud
father had developed a very interesting process for creating
superheroines.
The first batch had been successful; they
were beautiful, powerful, but vulnerable to anyone who knew their
weaknesses. But this second
batch was magnificent. By
instructing Boyd, Droid had eliminated the enhanced intelligence and will
power seen in the first three. In
its place was an even more enhanced libido and, based on these readings,
an even greater potential for sexual
addition.
Droid studied the readings and began planning
improvements Boyd could use for the third group he had
planned.
Afterword
Hope
you liked it,
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Marcus
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