Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 84

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 84

I place my complete trust in the slight
alien, called Vage. I’ve started to think of them as an Angelic race.

The light vibrations in the smooth floor don’t trip me up, and soon Vage stops.

I almost run into her, not expecting the cessation of motion. I feel her breath near my ear, a moment before I hear her voice. “Don’t speak.
Stand here and I will be back.” Vage’s two dial tone echoed again.

I open my mouth to protest, ignoring what she’d
just told me, but a slender finger against my lips silences me. Vage’s small hand leaves mine, and
then I truly am alone.

Or think I am. A cacophony of noise assaults my ears, and it takes me a few moments to realize
that it’s Vage’s language I’m hearing. It sounds like many angels are speaking at once.

Some of the
dual-toned voices sound deeper, and I think they must be their males.

I want to know what is going on, but Vage’s
warning not to talk sticks with me.
“You are the human, Nicholas Smith, correct?” It takes me a moment to realize that I understand
that, and the question has to be repeated again before I think to answer. Vage’s prohibition against
speech can’t stay if I’m asked a question, can it?
When it’s asked a third time, with more
insistence, I decide I’d better answer.
“Y-Yes. I’m Nick Smith.” What’s going on? The voice that’d spoken sounds deeper than Vage’s.
“And you have the ability to make physical changes with your mind?” I realize he is referring
to my switches.
“My switches, yes. Hey, what—” I don’t get to demand what is going on, as I get cut off.
“And six of your planet’s rotations ago, you made a change in the one you call Vage, causing her to mate with you?”
The shame of it still beats at me. I hadn’t
understood what I was doing at the time. I didn’t mean to hurt Vage atall. All these things I want to tell them, for now I understand I’m on trial, but instead I only say, “Yes,” and drop my chin to my chest.

The room erupts again in their language, and I
feel someone take my hand. I follow who I hope should be Vage back the way I think we came in.

The way back seems to take longer, as the
person holding my hand stops occasionally, and
then continues on.

Without warning I’m back in the blue room.

One moment I’m walking in nothingness, the next, the soft blue light is blinding me.

The hand in mine darts back into the black, before i can adjust to the new brightness. I keep a firm grip on Vage’s hand, however, and don’t let her go. I
use my other hand to rub my eyes, as they
adjust.
“Vage, please. What is going on? How much
trouble am I in? Was that a trial? Are you in
trouble? Vage please, Don’t leave.” My eyes have finally adjusted to the gentle blue light, but all I can see is her hand sticking out of that impenetrable black. I
pull on the hand, wanting to look into her silvery eyes.

Vage fights me only a little, before stepping into the room.

I’m not prepared for what I see.

Her eyes are haggard, and worn, deep bags
lining the underside of her silvery eyes. Vage’s shoulders are slumped, and everything about her
bespeaks of exhaustion. Vage isn’t even wearing her light suit. She looks decidedly different
without the light dancing along her smooth pink skin. But none of that is what truly surprises me.

Vage is pregnant.

Her stomach is noticeably larger than the last time
I’d seen her. She sees me looking, and yanks her hand out of mine, covering herself up.

Before I get a chance to speak, I’m back in my own room, back in darkness, though not as dark
as it had been while following around with Vage.

What is going on, and how can Vage be pregnant?
She told me that we weren’t genetically
compatible. Is Vage in some kind of trouble
because of what I’ve done?
“Vage,” I whisper, not wanting to wake anyone else in the house, “forgive me. I’m so sorry.”
=================
I’m depressed over the next few days, as all I can
think about is Vage’s pregnancy, and how sad she’d look when she’d left me.

Vage still takes me each night that Tina doesn’t sneak into my room, but never shows herself
again. If my math is correct, I’m getting close to being done with my strengthening treatments, and I’m afraid Vage will abandon me after that.

I still fear that my parents will find out about what
happened between Nancy, Tina, and me. Nancy and mom have become fast friends, and the two usually drink late into the night together, chatting
about various things, but if the night of the
threesome ever comes up when they were having fun, my mom never mentions
anything about it.