Chapter 293: Banging with the Jones

I never thought about it, but it does seem that people would call us insane if we even tried to discuss that we might have some powers and abilities most humans did not.

Zander did his best to get me outside of the complex and away without the others being able to intercept me. He succeeded, except for things he could not control. Tommy had abilities that none of the others knew about, and I was the only other person that he told.

Waiting for me on the path back toward where I rescued thirty-six and her team, Tommy was waiting to say, “The three women and their grandmother plan to deceive you so they can make themselves look more important. It is they who destroyed my family and arranged for them to die. I plan to quietly secure what you gave me and have some of the others help me see what we can do with all the big stuff. I wanted you to know about those women because they are nasty people who wish to reenter the world of a much higher status level than where they are now. It was the grandmother who took down herself along with all her descendants. As we talk, the woman is berating the man you embarrassed for publicly showing he was as worthless at trying to kill someone, at near point-blank range, as he is at everything other than impregnating equally dim-witted women. I do know that the three granddaughters are waiting for you to bed them have the same genetics as some of the girls in their family who you got pregnant. Those delivering a single baby had no issues with dropping their baby weight. For those having twins, those women find it impossible to lose that baby weight without a radical diet and daily aerobic exercise. If they stop either, the weight is back nearly instantly. The one that had triplets put on twice her weight after the babies. From what little I remember from before my parents died, the power-hungry women in that family use their metabolism to control men. I know this not a nice thing to say, but I also want them to pay for what they did to my family just because they could.”

I had to hold him as he went from anger to sadness and back. Once he calmed down, he told me that he knew I’m able to split the egg seconds after conception to cause multiple births. He suggested quadruplets as that would cause all three to fatten up like bears going to hibernate in the winter except that they wouldn’t sleep away their fat. If I was feeling particularly mischievous, I could even mess with the DNA of each baby to have them be of different races, specifically those from impoverished or dictatorships.

That would mess with them, with each having four babies, two of one race, two of another.

Out of nowhere, literally, since there was nothing within thirty feet of us in any direction, a dirty, smelly, almost naked girl came up to us, and Tommy jumped up into her arms.

“I thought you died when the dump truck turned over and flattened the van you were in,” Tommy said.

As he got down, what remained of the girl’s shirt pretty much disintegrated. Her shorts turned out to be material she had glued to some boxer briefs. They were so tight that trying to help him down caused them to rip. That was the end of them as well.

From the tiny bits of white under her arms, between her butt cheeks, and under her thin pubes, she doesn’t wear clothes much.

“If you can sneak up on me like that, then you won’t question what I’m going to do for you,” I told her as the place in my head showed that she was about four weeks pregnant. “Do you know you’re pregnant?”

She smiled at me as she said, “I’m probably the most fertile female in the area. I’ve never had sex. I rarely masturbate, yet I suck a guy off to make some quick cash, and a few drops of their juice near my crotch gets me pregnant. So far, I haven’t had one make it three months. If you want, you can clean that up too, but you are going with me somewhere private. Tommy is going back inside where he belongs.”

Interesting.

Tommy slipped off towards the side of the building, and I just knew he was already back inside. The girl, Lina, asked me to let her pull energy off me so she could get us where we needed to go. I was much bigger than her. She needed more than she could hold herself. Soon we seemed to pass through the concrete perimeter wall and came out inside a spotless suite in some hotel.

“Come on and get naked too. You are going to teach me about sex, Darren, David, or whatever name you need for wherever you are. Now come on already. I will get the shower going. I don’t like being dirty, smelly, or looking like my clothes are garbage. Just as you must use different names, I often need to have people believe I am what I look like to them,” Lina told me as she started helping me undress. “We can talk in the shower. I need someone I can talk with that won’t judge me.”

Before we even made it into the bathroom, she was deepthroating my dick to see how fast she could make me cum. It didn’t take long. Neither did the shower. She was three shades lighter as well. We didn’t even stay in the bathroom for long enough to do more than pull the energy out of the clump of cells that I could already tell the cells were struggling to keep trying to become something without having the right genetics for it. A rush of hormones, which I didn’t trigger, soon had her squatting over that drain. I watched as she used her mind to cause her to have massive contractions that took her period from her usual five days down to around ten minutes. I looked inside her as she created the contractions so that I could tell her when she had cleaned herself out.

“If you weren’t here, I wouldn’t have the source of power I need to cause my muscles to do that. I can tell you noticed my skin is much closer to the white under my arms. I found cases of spray tan inside the city where only the crazies could go. The woman using her mind connected to me once, but I immediately felt huge waves of revulsion coming off her. She never bothered me again, so I could go where I wanted. I had to make myself look like I hadn’t any clothes on for a long time, and what I did have on was barely there. I even went out to an abandoned construction site, sprayed the fake tan on, then I rolled in the dirt,” Lina said as she reached down to start idly playing with my dick, after putting a hand on her pussy and another on her firm tit. “I had to check on Tommy. I would go into the city to be near where the others were hiding out. I’m still new at using this ability, but it was enough to get me in the room next to him to check on him to see he was safe. If I hadn’t overheard one of the group’s cousins saying Zander had a safe place where all their siblings and friends could go, I wouldn’t have found him. I don’t know how long you were here with him, but he looks amazing.”

She stopped talking to suck me fully hard, straddle me, line my dick head against her, already mostly gone, cherry, and then let her pussy give the crown a hot, wet, massage.

“Wow. Your cock feels unbelievable, and I don’t even have you inside me yet. Fucking you is going to blow my mind, but that is fine. I know that unless I track you down to have sex with you again, I won’t ever be able to feel what I will soon because no one else can let me pull energy from their dick right inside me. The nerve endings at the edge of my pink canoe hadn’t stopped quivering as my brain keeps making them spasm as if I was having a constant orgasm,” Lina told me and then went limp without any warning.

My fast reflexes caught her limp body. My dick found itself buried inside her. From the place in my head, I saw that it wasn’t a lack of energy or even nutrients. Her short-cycling her period turned out to have nasty side effects. Whatever her brain processed about her cycle being off now, it caused her to pass out. I gently rubbed her butt until she woke up.

She kissed me and said, “Well, you are already inside me and stretched me out, so I did my part. Flip us over so we can enjoy a nice, slow fuck as I get back to what I was telling you. At least what I think I was telling you.”

I found out that this wasn’t the first time her body did this to her, but she always made sure she locked herself up in this panic room suite in the building her father owned when he was still alive. It was now in trust in her name. She couldn’t get to the money, exactly, but had a place to live, food to eat, clothes from the gift and lingerie shops, and the entire floor to herself. She couldn’t have Tommy or any other kids over because the only way she could get in and out was using her ability. That only worked for only her because of power limitations.

“A bit faster, please?”

She got some more speed, and that soon had her going into rapid-fire orgasms until she had me bury myself inside her again. Her cock massager continued to massage my dick from the orgasms where neither of us was even moving.

While fully buried inside her, with her laying on my chest, she said, “I had no idea I was special in any way. My breasts started at ten and a half, my period at twelve and a half. I found that school was so easy that I didn’t even need to crack a book to get all top marks. Dad finally got his problems straightened out after kicking my mom out the door for her gambling and drug problem. He had her in rehab so much that I started to even forget about her. One day she came home, cleaned him out, used everything she could to keep trying to win big, and failed miserably. Now she had done something like this before, only this time, she managed to find someone to drill out his safe to get to the titles and other papers inside. Dad was smart enough to know not to keep anything highly valuable in the house. There was no question she traded the various assets to whoever would give her money to gamble. Mom had a big game going where mom would win a hundred million dollars. She could have walked out with fifty million but was just sure as shit certain she had the other person beat, and she did. To call the bet, she put up a huge stack of deeds to a big strip of properties my father got for almost nothing due to them being over some land of questionable value. For the first time, she hit it big. She came home to give my dad back all the money she stole from him and the deeds. Of all the papers she took from the safe, these were the only ones that weren’t duplicates of properties he had liquidated years ago to cover her gambling debts. The people who purchased them weren’t too happy. Dad was on the way to pay the money mom had gotten from selling them plus twenty-five percent as a way of apologizing to the nasty people. One didn’t take too kindly to it becoming known that they not only paid for the fakes, but the people also owned the properties already. We planned to celebrate him being out from under it all and put mom on a one-way ticket to go back to Russia. Out of nowhere, the biggest dump truck I have even seen was pushed by something that caused the back of it to turn over and crush our van flatter than a car-crusher. I watched in slow motion as the metal of the van was closing in on me, then I was in here. You see, I’ve never been here before. The only way out is a large wall, and that is sturdier than a bank vault door. The staff here have a schedule of when to open it. They come in to clean the place, change the linens, restock the survival food supplies, soaps, and pretty much ensure the panic suite is ready to allow someone to live here for four months before needing to worry about having to get groceries. Can you start doing me again? I feel that everything calmed down.”

I found that not only was her power limited, but Luna could do maybe two pass-throughs of concrete walls before she needed to sleep for days to replenish that energy.

Her father must have suspect that Lina was different and might need a safe, secure place to escape trouble.

The little quivers in her pussy were nothing compared to when she got her first real orgasm. She screamed out as she came hard. It took her a bit to get her orgasm energy built back up to have another one, but each was as intense for her as the previous one. At least until I came inside her. That sent her over the moon. As my dick stayed mostly hard inside, we flipped over, and the place in my head linked us together.

“Before you ask, I know I’ve made myself fertile again and that you were going to fertilize my egg. As soon as I get my energy back, you are going to make sure I have enough of your sperm to fertilize the one I will have two days from now and then two days after that. I know that women are already born with all the eggs they will ever get, but I don’t worry about it. I usually ovulate at least four times during the second week of my cycle. Even if you have a way to make them not keep developing, it won’t matter. Somehow when I phase through walls, they end up in the wall if still in the first few months. After that, I find that I usually miscarry by three months along. Maybe I will have your three children now that things are settling down for me,” she told me.

It is your body. If you want to have my children, then that is your choice.

Once I had recharged her batteries, so to speak, she wanted to take me through a wall with her so that I could continue to the grandmother’s house and her three granddaughters. Instead, I used my abilities to unlock her big vault-like door, and my muscles to pull it open and then close it. The wall locked on its own.

With all the things I had with me, I diverted to my silent aircraft, stowed everything, changed my clothes, and went to the grandmother’s house, arriving just minutes before dinner was ready. I knocked on the door, asked to come in, and taken to where the woman was waiting for dinner.

“I must apologize for the unforeseen delays. It seems I got onto the wrong train and ended up in some big abandoned part of a city nearby. The place was eerie. I saw no people, no animals, or even bugs anywhere. I thought maybe I had hit my head, and it was only a dream,” I told her. “Craziest thing too. I wandered around to find that it looked like everyone left in a hurry. I found a bank with the vault still open and piles of money sitting unguarded. I started walking down a street trying to get out of this city when I saw a group of dirty, scared, hungry-looking children in worn-out clothes. They thought I was one of them, and we headed off to somewhere they said was safe. They believed my size would be a good deterrent for people that hurt them in the past. One did say something odd about some voice in all their heads, and dreams, that made everyone leave, just stopped, so people were rushing back in. Did someone slip me some hallucinogens?”

She was very quiet, and I saw her pale a bit, briefly, before recovering and telling me, “Interesting. I heard they evacuated that part of town due to radiation from a dirty bomb set off in the center of town. Now you said a group of children?”

“Yes. It seems the kids are all orphans trying to keep out of government care. I doubt I could find the place they took me even with a map and GPS. They believed I was another of them, so I walked along to make sure they were all set. That group of kids is extremely pissed off at someone. It wasn’t each other as far as I could tell. I hope the kids are going to stay safe where they are now. It sounded like the government-run orphanages in your country are not very nice places. I’m glad being in the private school saved me from having to go into an orphanage after my parents died.” I told her as I watched her reaction.

She took a bit to get her response together and then said, “Darren, dear, people like ourselves don’t have to worry about such things. We take care of our own, even of those born from others outside our families. Well, except for those children from part of families who are outcast from their larger families. Those would find the government orphanages a delight compared to living on the streets.”

Now it the time to stick in the knife and turn it a bit.

“So, your larger family wouldn’t take in any of the grandchildren and great-grandchildren if all the adults in your bloodline died suddenly. That seems a bit harsh, even for them. Why would they punish the children for the sins of their grandparents and great-grandparents?” I asked.