Canon Fodder

I could get used to Domination World. I had 2 devoted lovers that slowly but surely came to the conclusion that I could handle them both with ease. They still didn’t like each other as much, but that was on them. Whatever happened with the Bond had made them a whole lot more docile to whatever I wanted, and it was intoxicating. 

We had spent the first day having sex. They called into school. I was having sex with at least one of them all day after a run to the store for some condoms. The girls were in a sore but content stupor after that. Able to survive my onslaught thanks to cat naps and lots of food, I had mostly held back. Unsure where my Libido was coming from I guessed the Bond also helped. 

My spiritual energy had been weaker the first day, but then it began to grow in power. Somehow affecting me as I spent more time with my Bonds. There could have been some secret Power System I didn’t know of in the world, but I would delve into that later. Instead, as the girls went back to school I continued to train my Spark and Nen. 

I was getting better at shrouding myself in Nen and only relying on it. Practicing my Nen Blast, it was becoming easier to gather the power the more I used it. With the Handicap I was able to keep it simple. Attempting to burst in power, or let the Nen coat my entire body for longevity. It grew in strength steadily, but the real gain was I felt my understanding of my lifeforce grow. The accumulated energy of my entire body was at my beck and call. I had been using it like an on/off switch, not appreciating the subtle versatility of the power. 

For instance I could harden and condense my Nen. Making it like a movable armor just over my skin. This took a lot of practice and concentration, but day by day I was understanding it. The offensive power of it had originally been like a wave, pushing out. I had been focusing it to a single point for focused damage like a bullet. The real trick was that I could manipulate the wave to have spike like protrusions as well. Just a little bit of transmutation skill, it was still possible. Changing my Nen Blast into more of a spiked ball attack. It was an interesting distinction that I wanted to play with more. My true goal was to change my Nen into an almost physical form like my water-chakra, but that was a ways away. 

The Spark was harder to train. The electricity part was easy enough to understand. With a thought I could call upon thin streaks of lightning that didn’t affect me. I found out the hard way I wasn’t immune to lightning after forcing myself to play with an electrical outlet, but lets ignore that. I could throw the electricity, or coat my body in it to attack or counterattack someone that hit me. 

The hardest part to train was the Forge I had used on the healing hero. Medici had said she could order bodies to do whatever she wanted, including heal. I wanted to be able to order my body to grow, or ignore pain, or whatever. It was a strong skill with a lot of possibilities. But…there were a lot of strong skills out there.

My lust was sated for the time being and I knew it was time to leave the Smut Hall to learn my other possible superpowers. I was positive I had picked the Marvel Universe since I used a World Choice to find it. DC had to be there as well. I guessed Invincible and maybe The Boys too. Because I was getting in the habit of what to practice with my Nen and Sparks, I had to expand my horizons. Learn all of my powers and split my time between them to figure them out. I had to get into fights, and learn how to use them best. In the main worlds I would get more quests and rewards, all leading up to our next challenge in 5 years. 

I planned on venturing out into the wider world of Domination since I hadn’t received any new quest, but for now I needed my super powers. I could always come back. As I headed back to my house after some shopping I was surprised to find Hancock waiting. It was hard to remember her as the confident Pirate Empress. I had gotten used to this Hancock over the last week, and was enjoying her just as much. 

“What’s up?” I asked. 

“Nothin, just a break from class,” she said shyly. 

“Well come on in,” I said. Unlocking the door she took a grocery bag and followed. “Want a key to my place?” She was quiet but her Haki leaked love with the offer as we set the bags down. 

“Really?” She asked, growing a little excited. 

“If you want.”

“What about Abby?” She asked, a sour look on her face. 

“If she wants,” I said. “I’ve Bonded both of you. I’m not about to dump her.” 

“But I-I love you,” she said, nervous as she crossed her arms defensively. This was the first time she said it, but I could feel both girls almost said it our first day together. The act of showing strength and security was a heightened kink that every woman in this world had.  

“And…I love you,” I said. More to the version of her I knew. “But Hancock, you can barely handle my sex drive. I really do love you, but I’m sorry, I’m not done.” 

“Done with what?”

“Bonding more women,” I said unashamedly. I moved closer to her. Her body stepping back as I did. I continued forward until she was pushed against the wall, her eyes showing fear but her body radiating lust. 

“I want all of you. Every square inch. And more women. I plan to fill this house.” I lifted her chin to stare at me as she tried to turn away. I could practically feel her become wetter. “When I want you to, you will have my kids. I expect to wake up to my dick being sucked, boobs in my face, and you right there beside me.” I grabbed the front of her dress and ripped it off in a quick motion. She already had a spare in my room. Her body shivered as pleasure moved throughout her. She gasped, kissing me hungrily. 

“Put a baby in me now,” she pleaded. 

“No,” I said, she whimpered but nodded, pulling my zipper down. As I said, this Domination world was intoxicating. Telling women what to do, forcing yourself on them, only made them want you more. I was a little worried I was getting too into it, but honestly I could use some forcefulness. Instead of the sob story I had been giving Hancock, I felt like a new man. No longer bothered by whatever limp-dicked excuse for not taking who I wanted, when I wanted. I felt like my old self again. Whether that was a good or bad thing, I wasn’t sure. 

When my dick was out she got down to her knees and began sucking it. Bobbing her head up and down as she stared up at me. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her off. She took in deep breaths, saliva connecting her mouth to my dick. “No more complaining,” I said. 

“I-I can’t promise that,” she said. I was surprised to feel from her Spiritual Energy that the words weren’t overly truthful. It was more like she was testing me, or teasing. Acting almost childish on purpose. I risked it and slapped her face. To my surprise she became even hornier. Her eyes taking on a more clouded look as she stared up at me.  

“No-more-complaining,” I ordered. She bit her lip, I slapped her other cheek. Not overly hard, but not soft either. She was lost then. Standing up she turned around to present her drenched pussy. I shoved in and she came with one simple thrust. Long nails digging into the drywall her whole body shook but I wasn’t done.

Humping into her harder I got rougher. Smacking her ass she recovered from the orgasm as new nerves fired inside of her. More force in each thrust her thick thighs jiggled as I kept humping. Hitting her other perfect ass cheek she cried out, her legs buckling but I held her up. Speeding up more I thrust 1 final time and came into her. Hancock cried out in pleasure. Already on the pill it was hopefully long enough to take effect. I had been in the world for over a week. 

“Weston,” she shuddered. Thick ropes of cum filling her insides she squeezed me for all I was worth. “Do what you want as long as you fuck me like this every day.” Since the world was basically America in the 60s, I was surprised to hear her curse. But it only made me want her more.

“I can do that, wife,” I said. Smacking her ass again she shivered and I began fucking her with more force. My hands rough against her skin. Squeezing and groping her harder as I fucked her. This only made her more invigorated, quickly pushing back into me as she cried out. When I was done cumming inside of her we watched TV as she held my dick in her mouth. Lying on the couch next to me she laid across my lap and was happy to simply lick and smell it. As if addicted. Sucking on it like her favorite treat. 

That was how Abigail found us. Blushing and stammering she walked over and began doing the same. Licking my shaft hungrily, the girls took turns and I came in both of their mouths. Abigail took a turn riding me. Hancock watching all the while. When she got jealous I pulled her over and smacked her ass. Which prompted Abigail’s Haki to leak jealousy so I smacked her ass harder. 

Both girls were apparently into the rough treatment. As I used more strength to manhandle and take them they only became more into it. Hancock took another turn and suggested skipping her class until I spanked her and made her leave. She practically came from the forcefulness of me pushing her out. Then it was Abigail’s turn to sit beside me. Playing with my dick as she jerked me off her tit was in my hand as my day off proved more than fruitful. 

But with a reluctant sigh I gave her a kiss on the cheek and said, “World Escape.”

I came to in the Red Room Comic Smut Hall. I had opened 4 of the 5 doors inside, and finally my lust was mostly sated. I had one door to go but decided to save it for my next sex filled vacation. All the worlds around me had been fun in their own ways. Apocalypse World could be a lot better when I was strong enough to beat the monsters outside the bunker. Hero World when I was strong enough to beat the other heroes. Utopia when I was strong enough to kill killer robots. And Domination World I still hadn’t figured out the main goal there, but I was richer and very very happy there. 

I had robbed a couple of places during my off time. I had worn a mask and it had been easy enough, but I would have to be careful. I just didn’t want to go to Marvel and be forced in a Villain role because I didn’t have money. 

Walking out of the smut room reluctantly, I headed to the main hall. 11 doors with red lights all around me I looked to the one blue light. If the entrance was 6 o’clock the blue door was 7. This would be the first time I wasn’t entering the 11 o’clock door in a new Hall. I had used Marvel Universe as my World Choice, so I was excited to see what it all entailed. Thousands of possible scenarios in my way, I hoped for a cool superpower, or any really. I could figure out how to make them useful. 

Without further delay I walked in and off to my next adventure.