I am Daniel Speltin, top tier waste of potential and mid tier student, all round unimportant person about town.
Saturday ends up with me getting dragged out of the house, Rosa insisting that Avery and I need to buy 'actual' clothes for dinner with her family. Whatever that means.
She spends over an hour stuffing me into outfits that all look way to expensive for me to be wearing, humming in consideration as she makes me spin around. Kill me.
Avery spends most of the time spacing out, staring at a wall blankly, before Rosa finally nods in approval. "There." She nods, patting my cheek, "Now you look like a grown up." She hauls Avery towards the women's section, the latter girl grumbling, seemingly pissed off due to a bad night's sleep.
Rosa dumps about fifteen dresses into a changeroom and practically drags the dark skinned girl in. She doesn't seem willing to change, but Rosa's getting adamant, with the party tonight, practically tugging Avery's clothes off to get her changed, when suddenly Rosa pauses.
Avery's shirt is pulled up over her stomach, and we can both see two very obvious changes. The medicine formula thingy that's tattooed on her stomach is... off, it's pointing towards her left side rather than the usual right. But more noticeable than that, is that Avery is lacking a belly button.
Well.
Avery's sweating now, as Rosa stares back in her face, clearing her throat and looking for escape routes.
With a wrench, she tears free of Rosa and bolts for a door, but I shove a rack of jackets over on her, pinning her to the floor.
Rosa dives into the pile after her, dragging her free and pinning her to the ground as staff start to rush towards us, but Rosa aims a finger upwards, a pink blast let off as a warning shot as her magic dress replaces her clothes. "Just doing some work. Stay out of my way!" She growls, the staff retreating as Avery gulps.
>Who are you?
>Where's Avery
>Rosa, let her up.
>Write in
>>43176957
>urinate in her face
>>43176957
>Where's Avery
>>43176957
>Where's Avery
oh shit fembot shapeshifter
>>43176957
>Who are you?
>Where's Avery
>>43176957
>>Who are you?
>>Where's Avery
>>43176957
>Who are you?
>Where's Avery
threaten to
>urinate in her face
if she does not tell us. If she hasn't done anything bad to Avery, make friends with her. Might come in useful, and fun someday.
I squat down beside them. "Alright, where's Avery?" I ask.
She opens her mouth and a torrent of unintelligible noise pours out, Rosa glances up at me as she continues on for nearly half a minute, gibberish rolling out. "Is.. is that another language?" She asks.
Doesn't sound like anything I've ever heard, I catch the words 'bad sleep' again, before she goes back to a stream of nonsense. This is... getting creepy now, the girl that looks like Avery is starting to shiver violently, trying to wriggle her way out from under Rosa.
She winds her head back and headbutts Rosa square in the nose, but all it does is give not-Avery a bloody nose.
Rosa glances around, as more people start to stare. Without consulting me, she hauls Avery up and hauls her towards the back of the store, shoving her out into a back alley, before slamming her up against a dumpster.
"Who are you?" Rosa growls.
I make out one more word as the girl spews noise. 'Cloning.'
We both caught that, "Explains the belly button." I comment, as Rosa relaxes her grip.
Suddenly, the girl who isn't Avery tenses up, clutching at her chest, words stopping as her face contorts. As suddenly as it started, she goes limp in Rosa's grip, eyes rolling back in her head.
Rose's eyes narrow and she checks the girl's pulse. "Nothing. She's gone." A trail of smoke starts curling out of her ear and from the gaps around her eyes, smelling like burning plastic.
>>43177271
Threatening a person is not conducive to making them into a friend.
Why don't you just cut it out with the urinating, whizzard.
She's dead? "Just like that?" Rosa nods and I avert my eyes, it might not be her, but it still looks like Avery's corpse. Rosa sighs and lays her down, churning through her pockets, coming out with a slip of paper, most of it blacked out, but the logo in the corner rings a bell.
"It's those guys!" Rosa hisses, "Those ones that drugged us all." She presses a finger to the blacked out words, a pink light erasing the marker, revealing the words underneath. "This... clone was sent to distract us. They know we have powers, so they wanted to distract us while they have Avery, same lab as last time."
A few memories twig in my brain, "She was acting weird all day yesterday too."
Rosa whips her phone out, calling Claire and Mia, but neither picks up, as I recall Claire's promise of some 'private time' with the shorter girl.
Fucks sake.
>We need backup, head home first.
>Let's go, can't waste time.
>Write in
>>43177325
>We need backup, head home first.
We almost died last time. We need armor, and something that counters anti super ally bullets. They know about us having powers. They be ready for that.
>>43177325
>Let's go, can't waste time.
allahu ackbar let's do dis
>>43177325
>Write in
Call Erica and Marie as we go and have them meet us there. Also call home, tell mom the situation and see if Claire is there or not.
We need backup but this way we don't waste time.
>>43177358
sounds good, we probably can tell whether they're clones or not by their speech.
Seconded
Can we have a scene of whoever barges into Claire and Mia doing kinky stuff, and disrupts them?
I want another scene with a flying car in it.
>>43177573
Have we had sex in a flying car yet?
>>43177609
Have we had sex WITH a flying car yet?
>>43177627
This guy is asking the right questions.
>>43177627
I put Rosa in charge of calling Marie as I dial Eri. Thankfully she's home, and after a solid three minutes of banging on my bedroom door, she finally gets an annoyed Claire to emerge, while I tell them to get their asses to the edge of the city.
Unfortunately, Mum's out, having gone for a spa day, but between the group of us, we should be able to handle it. We did last time anyway.
Rosa and I take the fastest train heading to the eastern edge of town, Eri's managed get get the others there courtesy of Mia's flying car drawing, and quickly flies us out past the city limits.
We set down on a small hill overlooking that 'abandoned' cabin, the only entrance we know to the lab. Mia magics up a pair of binoculars for everyone and we check the place out.
No one that we can see anywhere above ground, and Marie's not picking up any thoughts. There is something embedded in the door of the cabin with a knife though. Looks like a folded up letter, stabbed through the middle.
Eri sneaks down first, making sure there's no one inside, before waving us down.
Claire rips the knife out of the door, revealing the letter to be a note made of cut out letters. "Come back, or we kill those who are vulnerable." The letter warns. She flips it over, red crosses made over pictures of Mia, Marie and I, as Claire continues reading the back. "Just a few short operations, and you can be normal."
Everyone jumps as a radio over the door crackles to life. "Now now, kids, this is a completely fair business decision. Avery came of her own free will. All her old friends are even here for moral support."
Another voice comes over the radio, this one deep, butch, calm. "Lookie here kids, this here is Avery's former commander, I spent sixteen years raising that girl. You can call me Vic. She's said a lot of nice things about you all, but this here's her decision to make. Can't you just wait outside, these men have assured me, they'll send her up as soon as the procedures done."
>This is bullshit, let's storm the place
>Then let us see her.
>Alright, you have two hours.
>Write in
>>43177723
>Then let us see her.
>>43177723
>Okie dokie.
>>43177723
>This is bullshit, let's storm the place
They're going to take away her dick. We have to save the dick.
What does Mia draw when she isn't being asked pro bono to draw flying cars and genderbent versions of people?
>>43177744
Did we get any of its seed in our ass? We may be able to preserve it if someone else can scoop it out.
>>43177723
>This is bullshit, let's storm the place
>>43177723
>Then let us see her.
Check for clones. hey cloned her, so cloning her friends would be as easy.
if we can't talk to her
>This is bullshit, let's storm the place
>>43177745
She draws some cool demonic bug things. The gender bend thing, and the car are her own creations taught. She likes making gender bent stuff.
>>43177723
>Then let us see her.
If they either refuse or seem to be stalling
>This is bullshit, let's storm the place
>>43177797
I wonder if she'll ever draw us and her as demonic bugs?
>>43177723
>This is bullshit, let's storm the place
>>43177817
She could turn us all into giant bed bugs for the next smut scene.
>>43177817
Probably not, we can ask her to, if we really want to?
>>43177842
Turn us into bugs that look and function as beds.We should do midget cowhands. Just saying.
>>43177842
Cool! Will we all take turns pounding here and producing larvae, or is she gonna bite our head off? If we die as a drawing, do we die forever?
>>43177842
What about australian wildlife fursonas?
>>43177863
>>43177864
Oh, bedbug sex is way, way worse than that.
>>43177873
I wanna be a giant spider with fur on it
>>43177723
>write in
Then let us talk to her.
Remember that they have clones; don't trust visuals alone.
>>43177934
We'd better keep the clones as pets. Leash then and treat them like dogs.
Have them live in Rosa's sex dungion for belly rubs and red rocket.
>>43177981
We'd have to take them out for walks too.
>>43177981
yea, the clones are cool.
Have we considered finding the company via their logo and stock market abbreviation and working with Rosa to buy them out?
>>43178117
That's how nosy future CEOs get a bullet in the head.
Oh yeah? "If that's the case, then I want to see her. And more importantly, I want to talk to her! Who's to say you don't just send us a clone?"
There's a long silence, before, "Listen, you're Daniel right?" I nod. "From what I hear, you're a good kid, but look, Avery's under some very heavy medication right now, she can't talk any better than the rest of those dummies."
Claire punches the door, breaking it off it's hinges with a casual blow. "Sorry, what was that? It sounded like 'please come kick my teeth in'." She growls.
There's a longer silence, before, finally. "Alright, come on down. There's an elevator behind the bookshelf, come on down."
We let ourselves in and Rosa tosses the bookshelf aside, thumbing the elevator call button rapidly. It arrives with a quiet ding and we file in.
We head for the top floor of the basement, and the doors slide shut.
"Does anyone else hear a beeperrrng?" Marie trails off in a slur as she collapses to the floor. Claire catches her, but I can feel the world going fuzzy too.
"Ah, god dammmiittt." Eri crashes into me, as the elevator starts to cloud up with a thick gas. I try to pull my shirt up over my mouth, but it's got me too.
I slump forward, hitting my forehead against the wall, and I'm out.
The world comes back in a hazy blur, my tongue feels heavy... my everything feels heavy. "Thug mii." I groan, the words coming out in a mash.
I try to move, but I'm strapped down to something hard, a sharp pain in my elbow when I move my arm.
I crane my head over, seeing an IV hooked into my arm, along with a few men and women in lab coats, scribbling on clipboards, focusing I can make out a few words, words like 'conduit' and 'extensive exploratory surgery'. I notice that the IV isn't supplying me with anything, it's draining my blood.
Well fuck.
I spend a few minutes, practicing words to myself until I'm sure I can at least mostly make normal words out. The scientists aren't really paying attention, all staring at something that's no doubt running tests on me.
>Stay silent, wait til someone comes close.
>I can tell you how it works, no tests required!
>Write in
>>43178226
>The thug life chose mii.
>>43178226
>Stay silent, wait til someone comes close.
>>43178226
>Start masturbating, feel affection towards the donors our blood will be going to, awaken some powers through intention alone Cabin in the Woods style
>>43178226
>Write in
See if we can wiggle free arm or bite the straps or something. Memorize the faces of people here, in case they escape the girls.Get boner, cut the straps with our diamond hard boner of justice!
>>43178260
>the receivers of
not donors
>>43178226
>Stay silent, wait til someone comes close
>>43178260
I wonder if we can cause harm to people we really hate. We did took away Nejis powers. Intensely hating on someone might make some stuff happen.
>>43178374
We fought Neji Hyuga?
>>43178226
Shit, Avery's nightmare is coming true, isn't it?
>>43178393
The guy who hit our head whit his bag after class, an bunch of times?
>>43178434
I think his last name was Smackton, wasn't it?
These people have families, right? Maybe I've watched Narcos too much, but we should kill their friends and families, and but out the company that's doing this and merge it into another holding company, execute the Board of Directors, upper management, CEO, and President.
>>43178455
We should do that. But /tg/ is bunch of paladin fags, that wont do that. Also their families might have contacts with powerful people who would be pissed, and the people working for them might be blackmailed too.
Dunno, torturing them, and killing their family only if they lie, or refuse to give up information seems like better idea.
>>43178516
>But /tg/ is bunch of paladin fags
There is a good reason for it, though, what with the cosmic force for Heroes of the universe still hanging over our head.
>>43178598
You realize that the heroic force only sends stupid teenagers after villains, and usually does absolutely nothing?
If it was doing something MT would not get beaten the fuck up all the time, or have his chosen killed all the time.
The "heroic force" is MT mid controlling teenagers. If he comes here and complains about it, ask why he didn't help us and mind control the guys who we had to torture, so we don't have to.Also I have my suspicions Chuckles just wants to kill the quest now.[/spoiler
>>43178516
Let's not go full Pablo Escobar, though.
We don't want to get so paranoid we alienate and kill our closest allies.
I'm up for a hostile corporate takeover of the company that's doing the experiments, though. Didn't MishoneCorp absorb Wilcox and its assets? Wouldn't that be enough to grab a controlling share of whoever these guys are?
>>43178668
>Also I have my suspicions Chuckles just wants to kill the quest now.
This quest has been going on a long time as it is.
>>43178668
H did keep us from dying and gave us the strength boost needed to beat Mike.
Those girls that MT gets killed simply were just M's characters.
>>43178729
We are just assuming he did. It might have been our own powers manifesting. We give powers, when we have strong emotions.
With little other option, I bide my time, waiting for one of them to come close, or a rescue attempt. After all, Mia of all people managed to bust loose last time and got me out.
My heart jumps each time I hear the door open, but no rescue comes. Eventually a woman looms over me, ripping my shirts collar, she has two men keep my head down while she draws a dotted line across the base of my neck. I see a tray of medical equipment get wheeled closer when she snaps her fingers, loaded with various sharp implements, scalpels, rib spreaders, saws...
My head is strapped down now, as I struggle to protest, "Waith-" Another woman is trying to press a mask to my face, as the first picks up a scalpel.
I hear an explosion in the distance, all the staff in the room pausing and looking to the exit. "Shit!" The woman with the mask hisses. "They told us there'd be proper security this time!"
A reedy looking scientist steps forward, slapping a button on the wall, as a anti super plating slides down over the door. "No problem, keep going." He tells them, his voice dispropotionately deep and manly.
"Vic?" I groan.
He laughs, snapping his fingers, and rubbing the back of his head, "Ha! Yeah, you know, it's kind of reassuring that worked on you. I was gonna try out for this local drama thing and-" He cuts himself off, as the others roll their eyes. "What? He might find it interesting!"
The walls rumble loudly for a moment, before the floor gives out, the bed I'm strapped to freefalling and landing on it's side in a pitch dark room, I'm deafened as gunfire bursts through the room. I can feel my forehead wound start bleeding again, and whoever's shooting is aiming a very bright flashlight in my eyes.
The straps binding me get cut, and someone hauls me to my feet and dragging me forward, blasting their own bullets every which way.
They shunt a door open and toss me out into the hall, I land on my stomach, as guards start to file into the hallway, guns raised, but cut down by precise shots by whoever's standing over me.
"Dickhead, get up!" Avery growls, staggering on her feet, dressed in nothing but a hospital gown. She stretches her arm, curling it around my chest, before her other arm yanks us backwards, retracting and pulling us up the hallway, away from more guards.
She bashes a vent cover out, in the floor and shoves me into it, "Just a few metres, there's a vent in the next room, get out in there, where they can't see you."
I drag myself forward, fighting what feels like a concussion, as Avery drops down behind me, pulling the cover back on.
She stretches by me, her body going flat, she punches the cover to the next room open and hauls herself up, before helping me.
She's breathing a mile a minute, as she reloads her pistols, before setting them down, clutching her side. She points at my arm, a jagged cut where the thing draining my blood ripped out, before she yanks a first aid kit off a shelf, waving me forward.
She jerks her chin at the room as she rubs disinfectant in. "We'll have back up soon, meeting us here." She avoids my sight as she starts to unroll some gauze. "Oh and... thanks for showing up. Even if you did all fuck up the rescue attempt."
>Of course we did
>What the hell even was your plan here?
>Who's your back up?
>Write in
>>43178928
>Of course we did
>But y'know what? Fuck stairs.
>>43178928
>>Who's your back up?
>>Write in
"Yeah, fucking up seems to be the one thing I can reliably do. Here, you'll need this."
Give her a kiss to recharge.
>>43178928
>Of course we did
"We are the Scooby gang, not the Bad Company."
>>43178928
>Write in
Sorry, I tried my best. We should really discuss how to act in situations like this. I am just too dumb to plan stuff out.
Give her kiss.
>>43178928
>>Of course we did
>>Where are the girls?
I wonder if we can play a villain in the next quest?
>>43179275
Next quest is Mike quest
>>43179275
Oh yeah, Chucks is doing a new quest around Halloween, isn't he?
>>43178928
>How do you feel about the clones? Because I'm pretty sure they'd make great sex toys.
>>43179289
Mike doesn't do lewds though.
>>43179301
I wanna be a spooky monster who eats gangs of teenagers
>>43179275
Chuckles already has a quest planned for Halloween.The spooky boner quest.
>>43179320
Monster waifus only if any waifus are to be had
I smile, "Of course we did. Both the rescue part and the fuck up part." She smirks back, laughing through her nose as she flattens the gauze out.
"Should sort you out, until Claire can patch you up." She tells me.
"Speaking of, where are the others?" I ask.
She stops, squinting. "Rosa and Claire are in advanced gravlocks, deep down as they can go, Mia and Erica..." She checks the clock, "Should be on their way here right now, and Marie is..." A timid knock comes at the door, and Avery's hand snakes over to open it.
A burly dude with a rifle busts in, holding Marie's hand gently, setting her down next to us. "Thanks Gus." Avery tells him, as he kneels and aims at the door.
I hug Marie, as Avery introduces me, "Danny, Gus. Gus, Danny." She nods at me, "Meet the explosives expert."
He grunts, Raising an eyebrow from behind his gun, "Nice to see you found a nice feller Little Stick."
Avery blushes, slapping her forehead. "Can we not use that name around my friends please?" She pleads, self consciously shifting her gown at her waist.
Gus grins, winking at me. "She always was self conscious." Avery levels a pistol at him and shoots through his trigger guard, Gus doesn't even flinch, but Marie clings to me tighter.
"Little Stick, huh?" I ask.
Her flush just gets worse. "Code name. Don't want to talk about it." She mumbles.
A short women rushes in next, shoves Mia in and guns down a few guards, before ducking into the room, Eri coming into sight too.
"T minus two minutes." Avery mentions to the woman, "Come on, we gotta get ready to go now." She leads the way back into the hall, explaining as Gus drops a guard. "Vic's gonna blow the gravlocks down in the sub basement, to get Claire and Rosa out, thing is we gotta get up to the surface before those things go, since we found out, those things are rigged to blow this place sky high. Plan is for Claire to superspeed them out."
>What about the clones?
>RUN!
>Shouldn't we help them down there?
>Write in
>>43178928
>Of course we did. Also, where are the others?
>>43179345WORDPLAY!
>>43179345
I just want this quest to end with polygamy and post-wedding harem orgies.
C'mon chuckles do eet
>>43179275
after a sorts
>>43179289
I sort of did that already
>>43179320
not what I have planned
>>43179345
>>43179359
you're not TOO far off
>>43179364
>What about the clones?
We stood by while Mike tortured ZZ; I'd rather not leave someone like that to die again.
>>43179364
>>What about the clones?
>>43179364
>Shouldn't we help them down there?
>>43179364
>What about the clones?
in case she doesn't know about them.
>>43179392
Monster husbandos? Undead Egyptian High Priest, Devil-Worshipping European Count, Furry American Tourist, how could we possibly choose between these?
>>43179509
More in the less strictly 'monster' sense
It might even havemonogamy
>>43179589https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kEOpr2jai9c
>>43179589That is fucking disgusting and you should be ashamed of yourself for even uttering that word.
Also, I gotta take off for work now. Take care, anons.
>>43179589
CHUCKLES IS THE REAL MONSTER!
>>43179589
What the fuck is wrong with you man? Fucking sicko.
>>43179589
Fucking degenerate.
"What about those clones of you they had?" I ask, as she marches forwards.
She casts an eye in my direction. "They're mindless idiots, can't do much more than take directions, and have a life expectancy of a week." She tells me, "They could have longer lives with some science fuckery, but they'd still be dumb, unless you feel like scooping my brain out and copying it."
She shakes her head, "Besides, they've got clones coming of you guys as well, with your blood, they said they figured out a way to transfer powers too the clones properly." She shakes her head, "And fuck letting a bunch of half retarded copies of me go round ruining everything."
I start to talk, but Avery just takes off at a sprint when she sees a clock on the wall, "C'mon, hurry!" Her arm stretches forward, jabbing the elevator open, while I yank Marie out of the path of a guard, Eri dropping him with a stream of fire blasting from her eyes.
We crash into the elevator, the two soldiers taking up enough space that I end up crammed against a backwall, as Avery slams a button for the surface.
It whisks us upwards quickly, as Gus scoops up Mia and Marie, everyone tensing up to run. The elevator opens and Avery slams the button to send it back down, as everyone pelts out of the cabin, putting as much distance between us and it.
We watch from atop a hill, tense silence falling over the group, as we wait. The cabin starts to rumble, shaking itself apart, the logs all collapse to bits and...... an explosion rocks the earth under our feet, blowing the remains of the cabin sky high, everyone gasps as there's no sign of Claire or Rosa.
Marie falls to her knees, sobbing, before Mia throws her shield up, catching the raining debris.
I feel... something hollow in my chest. "Claire... Rosa." I can't swallow, I can't breathe... I clutch at my chest, a physical pain gripping my heart.
"Yo!" A familiar voice calls, sounding amused.
Oh fucking god damnit!
Claire's grinning at us, Rosa and a tall skinny dude behind her, as she raps on the shield. Behind her she has a single copy of Avery, babbling incessantly shivering and shaking.
"Wanna let us in?" Rosa asks, Mia just expands the shield past them, as Claire drags the Avery forward.
"Found this one on our way out." She gives half a smirk, "Can I keep her? She's sooooo cute."
Avery snarls, as the copy's head twitches, pulling her gun out and striding towards it. "I'm ending this."
>Avery, stop.
>She knows what she's doing.
>Write in>>43179621
>>43179624
>>43179631
>>43179639
what if I said there washandholding and strong christian values
>>43179909Mormonogamy, going against the grain
>>43179909
>She knows what she's doing.
>>43179909
>Avery, stop.
Marie could use some memory transplant practice.Now you are just trolling. No sane person would be so deprived.
>>43179909
That's it, you are fucking sick.
I don't even want to share a board with someone so twisted.
Dropped before it even started.
>>43179909
>It's not even to live for a week, you said so. No reason to kill it now.
>>43179909
>>43179979
Seconding
>>43179979
*even going to
>>43179909
>Avery, stop.
"Please, I know she reminds you of what they did, but even if she can't live too long, shouldn't she at least go out peacefully? She didn't do anything wrong. Maybe I'm just being a softie here, but I don't want to see experiments just get thrown away when they've outlived their usefulness. I saw too much of that with ZZ."
>>43179979
She might be cheeped out by retarded drooling version of herself. It is good proof for police, or whoever we can file complaints about illegal cloning and kidnapping.
Also she is the perfect slave, taking any orders.
>>43179979
>>43179991
She's going to ask why keep a brain-addled clone around, then, and why not just kill her now and be done with it.
>>43179909
>Avery, stop.
>>43179909
>She knows what she's doing.
>>43180011
Or as proof to MishoneCorp that this company is worth acquiring, and letting Mr. Mishone off his leash to go after those guys with his full legal team and accounting division.
>>43180024
Why waste a bullet when we're still in the danger zone?
>>43180056
Because it's one less noncombatant they have to lug around.
>>43180094
Meatshield.
I step forward and grab her shoulder, "Avery stop. Come on, she only has a week to live, we might as well give her that."
Her face is a mask of fury as she stares down at her copy, "But it's... wrong. They can't just make me, over and over again. She's the only one left." Her gun hand is trembling. "I just... have to... her finger leaves the trigger and she hauls it to its feet. "Fine. But none of you are going to fuck it! That's where I'm drawing the line!"
Gus and Vic exchange an amused look, and Vic steps forward. "Showing mercy, huh Little Stick? Not like you."
Avery just grunts dismissively, tucking her weapon away. "Yeah, whatever. I've just... learned stuff not hanging around with psycho mercs all day."
Vic laughs, grabbing the copy by the chin, "Eerie though, isn't it. Got the face down on a one to one copy." He smirks, "Are they all... full replications?" Avery growls at him in warning and he backs off, throwing up a peace sign. "Well then, guess we'll be heading off then. Seeya round Little Av."
They melt into the treeline, and a few seconds later, we hear a jeep speed off.
"She's not staying with me." Avery declares, looking at the clone. "Rosa, you can take her in, right?"
She nods, "Got enough bedrooms that no one will even know she was there."
With a nod of gratitude, Avery twirls a finger to Mia, asking for the car so we can get out of here. I see... something moving in the trees, twelve hairy limbs supporting a chitinous body, dragging itself forward, just before Eri guns it back towards home. Fuck going outside the city.
Rosa drops the copy at her house first, before insisting that she buys Avery a dress for real this time.
My clothes were handily already paid for, and with a minor patch up job from Claire, I'm left good as new.
Eri turns back in her seat as we drop Rosa and Avery off. "Where you wanna be dropped then?"
>Rosa's place, want to keep an eye on the clone
>Home
>I'll go with Avery
>Write in
>>43180339
>>I'll go with Avery
She needs it
>>43180339
>I'll go with Avery
Feel like Avery could do with some company right now.
>>43180339
>>I'll go with Avery
>Write in
Check everyones bellybuttons. they might be replaced by clone.
And get some mercs/police/detectives/whatever tracking this company. We need to hit them back hard.
>>43180339
>I'll go with Avery
>>43180339
>I'll go with Avery
>>43180339
>I'll go with Avery
>>Write in
Ask Marie to see if she can calm the clone down, get her comfortable in new surroundings.
Ask Rosa if we can get together later to talk about tracking this company down and see if we can hit them at their stocks and markets.
>>43180339
>I'll go with Avery
Also dis:
>>43180411
Don't want bellybutton-less people running around
>>43180463
First hit their labs, and other properties, to bring the stock value down. Maybe spread some nasty rumors, or have some ongoing investigations.
And we should get ourselves some clothes that shows our navel.
>>43180517
Let's not go full Shadowrun.
What about using social media to expose some scandals and such, to bring their value down?
That way we don't damage our own future property.
>>43180553
Dude, this is Shadowrun. We are fighting a company that kidnaps and clones people.
>>43180583
It's also SoL romcom with an injection of ABC Afterschool Special/HBO series in relation to Mia.
I think we should be careful with how we approach things because they may alter the narrative balance of the setting.
>leaving the clone in someone else's care
>>43180677
Kurenai Yuuji is pretty great artist.
I jump out the door, "I'm gonna stick with Avery and Rosa. Figure she could use the company. Marie, could you... help that copy? Help with her brain or something?"
She nods earnestly, "I can try, at the least." She gives a half hearted smile, "I think this is the longest I've seen Avery without cursing or a cigarette, come to think of it."
The car veers off, and I follow the girls into the store. Avery still seems kinda pissed, but she's at least willing to let Rosa pick something out for her, cheering as Avery awkwardly models a slingback dress for us.
Rosa leans in close to me as Avery twirls, "You can kinda see her bulge through the dress.... just a little." She rests a hand on her chin, winking, "And this place doesn't put any cameras in the changerooms..." She trails off, slipping her hand in mine as Avery turns to try something else on.
>I like the way you think Rosa
>Leave her be, that can come later
>Write in
>>43180857
>Hey, uh, do you think you could get me ready back there for things?
>>43180857
>Hey, uh, do you think you could get me ready back there for things?
Nice. Gotta cheer up Avery.
>>43180857
>>I like the way you think Rosa
It appears I chose a good time to get here. Just after all the trouble, just before all the smut.
>>43180922
No 's' on the end of spoiler.
>>43180907
no brakes on the sodomy trainwe could even make a literal train with us in the middle
>>43180857
>I like the way you think Rosa
Time to cheer up Avery. Sexily.
>>43180857
>>Leave her be, that can come later
>>43180677 #
Hopefully Marie can keep Claire from pouncing on the girl until we get back.
Avery said no sex, but what aboutlovingly kissingandmaking out,anddoes giving her a blowjob count?
Damn phone makes this harder than it has to be.
while im at it, whos the middle of the sandwich?
>Rosa
>Avery
>Danny
>>43180989
>Avery
Maximum pleasure for our unhappy girl.
>>43180989
>Danny
>>43180989
>Avery
>>43180989
>Danny
>>43180989
>Avery
It's finally time to receive what's coming to us.
>>43180989
>Avery
>>43181037
We already did in a pastebin.
>>43180989
>Danny
>>43180989
Avery first, then Danny, you amateur.
>>43180989
>Avery
>>43180989
>Danny
>>43180857
>Leave her be, that can come later
Compliment Avery on how pretty and cute she looks in the dresses, like a cute princess, our girl. Feed her little princess fantasy.
>>43180989
>>Avery
>>43181057
link?
>>43180989
>Rosa
>>43180989
>>Avery
Then Danny. Then Rosa.
Time and stamina permitting.
>>43180989
>Avery
With plenty of cutesy romantic stuff, she's had a rough day.
>>43181087
http://pastebin.com/ue2mxqAS
>>43181075
We should do it princess style. Compliments and kisses.
>>43181087
It was at the end of last thread. Don't have a link on me, but it shouldn't be hard to find.
>>43180989
Avery.
Dany in front
>>43181121
>>43181130
CLONES DON'T COUNT
>>43181144
So our mouth on her dick and Rosa's tongue in her ass?
>>43181151
Pretty sure we would've noticed the missing bellybutton. That scene wasn't necessarily at the time of the thread, since it was a pastebin.
Dude, have we checked OUR bellybutton?
What if we are a Danny clone with his memory and powers and the real Danny was killed by the evil scientists?
What does Dani look like again?
>>43181170
That'd be nice. The other way around would be good, too.
>tfw QM is typing with one hand
>>43181823
>Not jerking it two-handed while typing with your tongue.
Step it up, senpai.
I nod along, "She looks like she could use a proper pick me up."
We glance around, making sure no one's looking too closely, before we slip in behind her.
She startles, the dress halfway down, covering her chest with her arms before she sees its us. "Guys..." She breathes, as Rosa locks the door behind us.
"You look so sad, little princess." Rosa croons, slipping in close. "Figured you could use a... pick me up?" She emphasises her words by lifting Avery off the ground. "Danny, would you be so kind?"
Avery kicks gently at the air, but stops as I approach, tugging the dress up to bunch at her stomach, before her tented panties quickly descend. "Guys, we- we'll get in trouble!" Avery hisses.
"Yeah, isn't it hot?" Rosa laughs, flicking her eyes to me, then the little seat embedded in the wall. I think I get the idea. I slip my jeans off and plant myself on the seat, as Rosa repositions Avery, setting her down so that my cock rests between her smooth dark legs.
Rosa kneels, smirking, "Hmm, so many choices?" She grabs both of our cocks with her hands, "Do I want vanilla," She traces her tongue under the head of my cock in a slow tantalising lick, "Hmmm, or caramel?" She takes Avery's shaft in her mouth for a moment, suckling at the tip, causing Avery to squirm in my lap, pressing her thighs together against my meat, rubbing pleasantly as Rosa enjoys herself.
"Ah, where are my manners?" She excuses herself, after removing her lips from Avery. "This is about our little princess, so let's give her a two for one, huh?"
She works up some spit and takes my cock, giving it a few long, slobbering licks, before taking it as far as she can down her throat, until she gags, before letting me loose.
I lift Avery up, reaching around to cup her chest, as I gently lower her back down on my shaft, planting her all the way down on me, her soft cheeks pressing into me, until she's seated in my lap.
Rosa nods encouragingly, giving my balls a gentle squeeze, before turning her attention back to Avery.
She practically inhales Avery's cock, taking it to base, she holds her head steady, tongue brushing the under side of Avery's shaft, as I grab her by the hips and start to fuck her, lifting her up and down on my cock, I feel her ass clench tighter as I fuck her into Rosa's eager mouth in turn, the pink haired girl bobbing along in perfect rhythm as I fuck Avery, her slender hips trembling in my hands, the dress kept away from the mess by my grip.
I angle myself inside Avery, stirring her slightly as I pull her back down, hearing her let out a long drawn out moan she tries to stifle in her hand. "That's right pretty princess, let it out." I breathe in her ear, as Rosa lets out a gag.
Avery's turning to jelly with our combined efforts, as Rosa pleasures both herself and our princess, letting out little 'guk' noises as I ram Avery into her throat.
The double stimulation is too much for her, her breath already getting quicker, even as a knock comes at the door. "Everything okay in there miss?"
"F-ffff-ffffffuuu-iine!" Avery pants, as I bite gently into the back of her neck. "Ju-jusssst brrrrrrowsing!" The women behind the door hums, but slinks off, and I hear Rosa squeal, her eyes rolling back in her head, she collapses forward into Avery's cock, the pink haired girl cumming, and Avery not far behind her.
I swear I can hear Avery's cum hit the back of Rosa's mouth from here, as I continue pounding her ass, Rosa quickly coming back to the realm of the living as her mouth fills, hastily gulping down Avery's sample, coming away with some residue on her lips, she grins and leans in to suck my right nut, leaving me the victim of a double assault, as Avery's ass clamps tight around me, driving me over the edge, somehow already coming again, spraying down the back of Rosa's hair and dress, as I empty myself inside her, finishing with a savage grunt.
We sit there for a while, Rosa slumping back, not even noticing the mess, as I slowly go soft inside Avery, the dress she'd been modeling little more than a frumpy rag now, as Avery moans in my grip.
I ease myself out of her with a wet noise, easing her too lay on her stomach to catch her breath, until Rosa crawls over and lays on top of her, shoving her tongue in Avery's butt, scooping my seed out the poor girl and swallowing it with lust crazed eyes, the final action enough to get one last spurt out of Avery, a sticky white mess left smeared in the soft carpet.
Rosa leans back to sit, a low laugh escaping her lips, as she pulls Avery up to sit, hugging her tightly. "Feel better now?" Rosa asks, stroking her hair.
"I feel emptied out." Avery admits frankly. "Like I won't work for a week."
"We'll see about that." I tell her with a wink, easing myself to my feet, "Good idea Rosa, real team player.
She grins silently, fishing her credit card out of her bra, "Alright, we're definitely buying this dress, come on."
I take the chance to change into my outfit for the party while we wait til the coast is clear and sneak towards the counter, Rosa smiling as she takes the tag off and hands it too the cashier.
I left a very obvious hickie on the back of Avery's neck, and Rosa's lips are still sticky looking, but no one says anything... to our face at least.
We step out onto the street, Rosa telling us to head straight to her place, Avery agreeing to follow her.
>Go with them.
>Head home first, got too.... (Write in)
>>43181980
>Go with them.
>>43181980
>Go with them.
>>43181980
>>Go with them.
>>43181980
>>Go with them.
>>43181980
>Go with them
>text Marie that we're on the way, call ZZ to remind her we may not be home tonight and be careful because there's a hostile Corp that's cloning us and the rest of the family, and don't be fooled by belly button-less clones
>>43182223
Yea, tell mom to check dad, and check all the parents. Give them all a clone warning.
>>43182275
Dad's still not back yet, is he?
>>43181980
>Go with them.
>Notify ZZ and everyone else about the weird corp after Avery.
>>43182304
But they could send a clone of him. Or ourselves. Anyhow its good to warn people about clones going around.
>>43182346
Time for a corp de tat
I follow them back to Rosa's, invited into a divine mix of smells, as the cooking stuff whips up a small feast for dinner.
Speaking of, there's still a few hours to burn before everyone else arrives. Rosa throws herself into her enormous shower, and Avery wanders off to check on her copy cat.
I follow her, it seems... lost, just staring about it's enormous bedroom from it's seat on the bed, rocking back and forth casually.
It only takes a minute for Avery to get creeped out and slink off, saying she's going to get her dressed cleaned up for the party. I'm sure that won't be an awkward conversation.
I tell her I'll take baby sitting duty, but it seems utterly harmless, just staring about blankly, and I'm... really starting to need to piss. I shut the door behind me and hurry down the hallway.
Rosa's already vacated from the bathroom, putting 'herself together' whatever that means. A short relief later, I step back out, a familiar voice calling out.
"Oh my, aren't you looking handsome?" Mrs Mishone struts down the hall, an elegant red dress covering her from shoulders to ankle. “The others should be here soon. How do I look?” She asks, twirling with a flourish, “Brand new, from Froufey LeGere DeLaMondau.”
After all the time Rosa’s made jokes with fake names like that, I legitimately have no idea if that is a real person. “Like... a million bucks?” I tell her, shrugging.
Mrs Mishone gasps, clutching her hand to her chest for a moment, indignation flashing across her face, “Oh!....” She pauses, looking shocked and hurt for a moment, before; “You poor thing! To you that was probably a compliment.” She stares, straight faced for a few seconds, before she breaks, letting out a rather inelegant snort of laughter. "Only teasing, of course."
>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>You do look lovely tonight, honestly
>I have... work to do.
>Write in
>>43182435
>>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>Write in
CLONES! CLONES EVERYWHERE!
>>43182435
That's what her mom looks like?
>You do look lovely tonight, honestly
>>43182435
>>You do look lovely tonight, honestly
>>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>>43182435
>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>You do look lovely tonight, honestly
I hope he doesn't hold our brother going full super villain on him against us.
>>43182435
>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>You do look lovely tonight, honestly
>>43182435
>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>You look fine, Mrs. Mishone
>>43182435
>How's Mr Mishone healing up?
>You do look lovely tonight, honestly
>>43182435
>a million bucks?
Don't you mean dollaryendoos?
"Well, you do look lovely tonight, honestly." I assure her.
Her shoulders shake with amusement, and she takes my arm, hugging onto it and walking me down the hall. "Why thank you, very kind."
"How's Mr Mishone healing up anyway?" I ask, changing the subject.
She weaves her head from side to side. "He's getting better. He can take the stairs without any pain again, though he does get winded a little... Though that might be one too many pies if you ask me." She smirks, "He's just relaxing up in our room at the moment, if you'd like to see him?"
I spot Marie waving from the doorway of the clones room, casually smiling, nothing urgent.
"Whatever happened to Enswith anyway?" I question as we walk closer.
She smiles, "Oh him? He's still feeling the repercussions of his actions. I believe you're familiar with the room where we're keeping him?" I nod, "If you'd like, you could take a turn, after all, he was the one behind... well your brother's... incident."
Marie ducks her head inside the room, a light overhead buzzing a little, a playful sign.
>I do think I owe Enswith a visit
>I'd rather check in with Mr Mishone
>Sorry, think I'm needed elsewhere.
>>43182828
>I'd rather check in with Mr Mishone
>See what Marie wants first.
>>43182828
>I do think I owe Enswith a visit
What gear we have available for torture?
>>43182828
>>I do think I owe Enswith a visit
Eh. Why not.
>>43182828
>>I'd rather check in with Mr Mishone
>>43182828
>I'd rather check in with Mr Mishone
>>43182853
>>43182860
>>43182883
>>43182899
>>43182916Time for cuckolding him, while he sits in corner and faps!
>>43182828
>Sorry, think I'm needed elsewhere.
Marie doesn't get enough loving and we can visit Mr. Mishone later.
>>43182828
>Sorry, think I'm needed elsewhere.
>>43182828
>I do think I owe Enswith a visit
>>43182828
>Sorry, think I'm needed elsewhere.
>>43182828
>>I do think I owe Enswith a visit
>>43182828
Changing my post >>43182860 to
>Sorry, think I'm needed elsewhere.
>I'll check in on Mr. Mishone later.
calling it now cos this vote turned into a mess
>>43183152
your mum's a mess
>>43183103
god damn it
Okay, tie breaker, since that made it 4-4
next vote in decides what will happen
>>43183197
>I do think I owe Enswith a visit
>>43183197
>Sorry, I'm needed elsewhere
>>43183197
>Sorry to jet, but I'm in a hurry
>>43183203
What do you have against Marie and the clone we said we'd take care of?
>>43183371
Abusing Enswith comes first. We do the clone thing next.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnvF3VgSbC8
"I do think I owe Enswith a visit." I figure. "What exactly are you doing to him?"
Mrs Mishone's grin just widens, "I think it would be easier to understand if I just showed you."
She leads me past Marie, whom I mouth 'later' too, as I'm lead to Rosa's parents room. "Dick honey, Daniel's here, just showing him through to see Enswith."
He nods, kicking back and puffing on his cigar in bed, "Good to see you boy." Mrs Mishone opens the small side door, leading me into their 'dungeon' of sorts. Is it a dungeon if it's on the second floor? Besides the point really.
She weaves me through a few racks of personal devices, before a small gesture and "Tada!"
Enswith is strung up, suspended from the ceiling, hands tied behind his back, completely nude. But he looks different, his hair is longer- almost shoulder length, his face looks softer, especially the lips and his hips are wider. He also has something thick, purple and vibrating shoved up his asshole, and a metal ring clamped around the base of his dick.
"We call it, Project Ennith." Mrs Mishone explains. "We'll sell him on once he's fully broken to a cheap rent house, and disseminate 'rumours' of what happened to him." She smiles playfully, "I thought it sent a stronger message than simply sending him to the police."
"Cuuuuuuuh...." He groans, as Mrs Mishone picks up a small remote, cranking the dial up.
>Mrs Mishone, you're a sick woman
>I'm impressed.
>Write in
>>43183465
>>Mrs Mishone, you're a sick woman
wait a second
>I'm impressed.
>>43183465
>I'm impressed.
>Pop a boner
>>43183462
No time. We've lost this crucial opportunity to imprint on the clone while Marie is building up her mind.
The thing with Enswith is the only thing we'll get to do before the dinner.
>>43183465
>I'm impressed.
>>43183465
Seconding >>43183484 and >>43183486
>>43183465
>>Mrs Mishone, you're a sick woman
>>I'm impressed.
>>43183465
>>43183518
Seconding so it's like an x2 effect
>>43183465
>I'm impressed.
>write in
"What'll happen to his assets and Wilcox Corp? There's a big company that's been annoying Rosa and me, and I was thinking a bit of hostile stock trades could put them in their place."
>>43183465
>I'm impressed.
No electricity? People usually put car battery to balls, or cattle prodder to prostate?
(We need to be competent in this. Ask some questions).
>>43183465
>I'm impressed.
>>43183465
>>Mrs Mishone, you're a sick woman
>>I'm impressed.
No boner popping please, this is not something stimulating.
>>43183669
>Not something stimulating
To you maybe.
>>43183669
Says you. I would pop a boner. Hell I did pop a boner.
>>43183669
I disagree completely.
>>43183669
Everything is a fetish to someone.
Welcome to the internet.
>continue to ignore Mia and Marie
>>43183736
That's one of the problems of harem life. Can't be every where at one time.
>>43183465
>Fascinating. Seeya! Gonna go see what Marie's up to.
I watch as he groans and writhes about, the ropes keeping him from moving too much, "Mrs Mishone, you're a sick, sick woman." She looks to me, eyebrow raising patiently, "And I'm impressed."
She laughs, patting my arm as she plays around with the remote for a few seconds, going to number ten, then six, then eight, then four, back to ten, then shutting it off completely.
"Nnnnnahhh-noooo!" He whines, shaking about as the faint whirring noise filling the room stops, ropes creaking as he sways.
Mrs Mishone coughs, glancing downwards, "I see you've taken quite the interest in my project Daniel." She mentions, nodding at my waist, before letting go and stepping forward. "If you want it back on, you have to admit that you cumming doesn't matter."
"Cu-cuming don't matter!" He groans.
Mr Mishone smirks, "And that you only exist to be used."
"Oh-only to use." He gasps, nodding along. Mrs Mishone nods, strokes his cheek and sets the dial back to seven.
>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
>Mind if I have that remote?
>Write in
>>43183581
Why would hey damage future merchandise like that?
Those kinds of questions just reveal how unimaginative and crude you are.
>>43183789
>>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183789
>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183789
>>Mind if I have that remote?
>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183736
Marie is not a MILF. She can blame herself.
We get to Mia eventually, we just had some time with Avery and Claire just now.
>>43183808
Well it is punishment.
>>43183789
>>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
"Don't send him anywhere too bad."
>>43183789
>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
"I'm helping to look after an abused stray we picked up."
It's too ba she won't live out the week. We don't have anyone skilled in the medical sciences.
>>43183789
>>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183789
>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
Time for boypussy!
>>43183789
>"Pretty above ground for a dungeon."
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
This should be fun.
faggots leave, I want to see what Marie's up to
>>43183854
Damaging the product is counterproductive to the punishment, as well as the training regimen that she put Ennis on.
Again, betraying how crude and unimaginative your questions are, since they're no better than that of any other tin-pot dictator or drug lord.
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183921
We can do that afterwards. We are in middle of scene, lets finish it.
>>43183789
Excuse me I'm going to go see my counselor
>>43183966
The scene is already finished, we can just walk away.
>>43183789
>>Mind if I have that remote?
>>43183789
>Well, this was enlightening, I have to go see my counsellor for a private session.
>>43183789
>Mind if I have that remote?
Daily reminder that Danny is bisexual, gender fluid and god knows how many other things.
As always, hetero please heter-go.
>>43183990
Agreed, Danny pounded his own genderbent sister's butthole, there is very little he wouldn't do.
calling it, since samefagging seems to be a thing now
>>43184015
He wouldn't rape someone out of vengeance.
