Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 49

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 49

My roommate gives me the same stern warning when I got
home, and I only laugh. Just A couple weeks ago, no
one would have said anything to me. Today I
have plenty of friends covering my behind.(lolz)
When he looks surprised at my response, I say
the same thing I told Stephanie. He doesn’t look
convinced but that’s fine with me. I have a couple
hours until I start my shift, so I play a few
games, before getting ready.
The snow is lightly falling as I drive to the
restaurant, and I can’t help but smile as I think
about the last time Stephanie and I had worked
together. The snow is still piled high on the sides
of the road from that storm, though the power is
likely to stay on tonight. Darn the luck. Of course,
if push comes to shove, I could still turn off the
power myself. . .

Stephanie greets me with a smile as I walk in the
back, and I give her a quick wink. I suddenly
wonder if this is Stacy, and realize the only
way for me to tell them apart is when I’m
sleeping with one or the other. I can use my
switches though, to tell them apart. I easily make
a small switch that will make her happy when I
move it, and notice that it’s already on. In fact,
with the way it’s shuddering, I’d have to say
she’s pretty giddy. There, that will do it, I think
with satisfaction.

Despite it being a Monday, it’s a busy night.
Stephanie and I have little opportunity to talk.
Mikel seems to be on a rampage, as he bellows
out orders, and chews one cook out for being
too slow, then chews a bus boy for moving too
fast, and not being careful. He leaves Stephanie and
me alone, though, so I don’t mess with him. I
need to save my strength for whatever Dan has
in mind. I can just faintly feel him off to the east
somewhere, at the edge of my awareness.
When the restaurant finally closes, Stephanie waits
for me in the parking lot with a smile. We kiss for
a while in her car.
“We need to stop,” she tells me breathlessly after
a bit.
“Why,” I ask, cupping her cheek in my hand, and
pulling her face back to mine.
“Because my sister is home, and I’m getting
pretty horny and I don’t want to do it in the cold
car!” She laughs her wonderful little laugh as she
pulls away from me.
“We can go to my place,” I whisper.
“Didn’t you say you needed to study for finals?”
She tries to sound serious but I can see the mirth
and desire in her eyes.
“Sure. How about we study anatomy together?” I
suggest, smiling wickedly. She giggles again, and
I feel her long lashes against my cheek as she
hugs me tight.
“Another night, I need to do some studying as
well,” she tells me, and I feel let down.

Reluctantly I let her go, horny as hell, but
unwilling to manipulate her into having my way.

I really should study anyway.

I end up playing on my computer, instead, until I
go to bed.

I woke up immediately, when I feel Vage’s
switches close to me, and everyone else’s
switches vanish. I don’t even realize I’m still
monitoring all the switches, until they are gone.

Where did Vage taken me that is outside of my
newfound range?
“Have you been practicing?” The dual-tonal voice
of Vage asks me as I’m bathed in the tiring/
strengthening white light.
“No,” I tell her honestly, “I have been saving my
strength. Something has come up that I need to
be ready for.” I don’t want to tell her about Dan
since it’s a personal problem.
“More important than your entire race?” the
question hurts all the more because it’s said with
almost no emotion.

I know she is right, but what am I to do? Dan
plans on hurting me somehow, and I need to be
ready to deal with him, but at the same time, the
human race is depending on me too, though
they don’t know it. If Dan beats the crap out of
me, Vage can heal me. If I’m not ready to face the
Bokoharms when they arrive, we’re all doomed.
“I’ll keep practicing,” I promise her.

And what better way to practice than right now? I
flip the newest switch in the pink alien with a little
effort, the one I hope will put her in heat, and
watch as her eyes grow large, and her ‘horny’
switch flips hard to full blast.

She makes a loud strangled noise, that sounds
like two different voices sounding at once, saying
two different things, but neither intelligible, before
reverting back to English after a pause.
“What
have you done?” For once there is emotion in her
voice. Unfortunately, it’s terror and despair.
I know there is no way for me to deny it. She
knows what I can do, and if she is in heat when
she isn’t supposed to be, the only rational
explanation will be because of me.
“You said to practice,” I try to explain, knowing
how lame I sound.