Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 55

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 55

By the time Vage finally lets me go, I am beyond
exhausted. My whole body aches, and even the
thought of s*x makes me shudder. Not even
Vage’s greenish-yellow healing light can alleviate
the last six hours of carnal bliss, or the bone deep
weariness. Despite the slight tingling, I think my
d!ckson is going to be out of commission for a
while.

Needless to say, when my alarm goes off, I roll
over and go back to sleep. I only have one final
today, and it’s in the afternoon. My other classes
will just have to suffer.

Also, Dan can’t hurt me, if I’m not around.

I’m
too worn out to even think of locking my door
though. My manhood feels like it wants to take a
vacation that’ll last at least a week.

When I finally arrive on campus, I get the same
treatment as I’d received yesterday. That is to
say, most everyone avoids me. I’m okay with
that, however, because I’m not much in the
mood to talk, either. I take my final, and go back
home, skipping Prof. Jane’s class. Both Tina
and Stephanie are in that class with me, not to
mention the hot professor herself. I’m not up to
dealing with them in my current mood, or
predicament.

My phone rings as I walk into my room.
“Is everything alright?” Tina’s concerned voice
asks.
“I’m not feeling too well today,” I tell her honestly.
“I’m just going to get some rest. See you
tomorrow?”
“You don’t want me to come take care of you?” I
can easily hear her worry, and it occurs to me
that she might be worried I’m avoiding her again.
. . Well, I am, but for different reasons.
“Thanks, but I don’t want you to get whatever I
have. I promise I’m not avoiding you, so much
as avoiding everyone. I’m quarantining myself,
except for finals. After all the torture the
professors have put us through, I don’t care if
they get it.” I’ve never considered s*x a torture
before, but last night has opened my eyes. I try
to sound appreciative and light-hearted, but I
really don’t want company right now, especially
not someone that gets turned on just by the
sound of my voice. I hate lying to her, truly, but I
can’t tell her that an alien fvcked me senselessly last
night, and that’s why I’m so tired.
“Well, okay, but you call me if you need
anything.” While I know she is still worried, her
tone lets me know she understands.

I hang up, and go back to sleep, only to be
awoken a couple hours later, by someone
knocking on my door.
Groaning, I roll over, and ask who it was. At
least, I try to ask. The words come out muffled.
“Stephanie,” the soft voice comes through my
door. “You weren’t in class this afternoon, so I’m
stopping by to see if you’re okay.”
Great! I think. Stephanie is only slightly better than
Tina right now. I’m about to say that I’m okay,
and thank her for her concern, but she opens the
door and enters before I can.
“I’m just tired, Need to get more sleep, I
guess,” I say. “Too much stress from studying
for finals, I think.”

Wow, I’m really racking up the
lie-meter today.
She moves over to the bed, and places her hand
lightly on my forehead and cheeks, just as she
had in the auditorium last week. I wonder if this is
truly Stephanie, and feel for the one switch I’d made
in her. It’s there, and I can tell she isn’t very
happy.
“You don’t feel like you have a fever. . .”
“Too much stress over finals this week,” I lie
again. I feel bad for it, but I can’t tell her I’d stayed
up all night having s*x with a pink-skinned alien,
either.
“I just couldn’t sleep last night. I’ve been
trying to make up for it today.”
She looks at me sharply, her blue eyes seeming
to penetrate my skull, and I wonder if she knows
I just lied to her. After a second though, she sniffs
and stands up.
“You stink, and need a shower. Do you want me
to do it for you, or are you going to take one on
your own?”
Apparently she has hit mother-hen
mode.
“I’m just tired. I’ll take one tomorrow,” I
complain.
“No you won’t. One way or another, you’re
taking a shower now.”
When I try to protest
further, she cuts me off. “What you need to do is
get your mind off finals. Sleeping will only let
your mind go over it again and again. I have a
better solution.”

Groaning, I look up at her, note her smile, and
know I’m not going to win, but I have to try one
last thing.
“I don’t feel up to anything frisky, right
now.”
“Did I say I wanted to fvck you?” She laughs her
beautiful laugh, batting her oh-so-long lashes at
me, and I suddenly feel foolish. “There are other
ways to distract a mind, and looking around your
room, I see more than a few. Now go shower,
or else. . .”
Defeated, I get out of bed, and go shower.
Despite the fact that I’m following her directions,
she ends up joining shortly.