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[NSFW] - Lewd Cultivator in Brockton Bay (Worm Lewd CYOA)

A Lewd Cultivator in Brockton Bay
Chapter 40
-VB-
"The Fallen are coming to the city, soon?"
Thanks to Carol and the still unsolved mystery about how she found out about Vicky's newfound relationship with Amy and I, the New Wave team meeting didn't happen with the whole team. The "core" members and the Pelham second generation held their own meeting, and the "Rabbit" squad held our own meeting.
Was it effective? No.
Was it necessary? Yes.
Carol was still being a bitch and still on probation. Sarah made it very clear that until Carol did something about her attitude, she would remain permanently on probation, but it also didn't stop her from attending strategic meetings like the ones each group held in preparation for a new shitstorm.
Of course, our wise Sarah Pelham made sure Carol didn't barge in our meeting.
So when I broke the news, it was just Vicky, Amy, and I in my house.
Amy shuddered. "They are the worst."
And they were, especially more so for a city like ours that was hit by an Endbringer. Their mere presence spat on the city and our struggles for survival, and I knew precisely what I intended to do to them if I spotted them. They weren't like Uber and Leet or even like the late Kaiser. They reveled in violence and death. There was no negotiating with them.
Thankfully, it wasn't the Mathers who were moving in but the less known, less competent, and overall less powerful Crowleys who were.
I didn't remember much about them from Worm. Mathers Clan was the big bad of the Fallen, after all, and, honestly, I skimmed over a lot of the content. I regretted skipping so much now, because I was over that line of information. I was no longer operating with detailed foreknowledge.
Oh sure, I had some more shit I could use to weave some of the bullshit that might be headed our way (Tagg and his ilk), but overall, the total upturning of the Brockton Bay cape scene with capes I've never read about that I, the original owner of the body, knew of - like Vacaneer - and the deaths of so many of the original capes from the city pretty much totaled any and all foreknowledge.
Besides, Worm after Taylor's arrest was all about Chicago, not Brockton Bay.
On top of that, I was a hero, despite my initial attempts at neutrality and non-intervention. Tagg, even if he did get PRT ENE's directorship with Piggot still alive, kicking, and raging, wouldn't be coming after my ass. In fact, if he did come here, then I had a hunch that he would be after Vacaneer and the rest of the villainous rogues and villains who matched the heroes in equal number.
"You're going to go and punch them, aren't you?" Amy accused with a glare.
"Yes. What else do you expect me to do?" I asked her in turn without being childish. She was being concerned for me, so there was no need for me to return a glare for a glare, even if there was something irksome about how she accused me. "If you forgot, Amy, then let me remind you that Vicky and you are the prime victims for those bastards."
"If you forgot, Alan," she repeated my words. "That Vicky and I are some of the strongest capes in all of Brockton Bay. As much as we love being cuddled, we aren't weak damsels in distress."
Vicky nodded firmly next to her adopted sister. "Yup. Besides, you made Amy a Brute on top of her healing biokinetic thing. She can probably whip up something that helps us fight the Fallen. What are their specialties again?"
"Strangers and Shakers."
"Then I'm sure Amy can make something."
I thought about it.
Well…
Technically speaking, she could, but there was no way that a simple organism Amy could make, even with qi meddling, could produce something that could work to protect our senses. She could make a lot of different ones to create overlapping senses, but she would have to hook those up with our senses. We would have to get used to those new senses, which might not work or even work against us depending on how much information the Fallen could gather while fighting us.
However, I'm also an artificer. I have used it so far only to make herbal baths and brews.
"Do you want to try?" I asked her. "I can make something, too."
They looked at me in surprise.
"You can?"
"It … won't be field tested," I admitted. "But I can make something that might be able to supplement whatever Amy makes." I sure as hell wasn't going to be aiming merely to supplement, but at the same time, Amy had better experience with that aspect of her power because of my own meddling (alcoholic oranges we ate every morning was one such product). I would be aiming to make something equal but I haven't been focusing much effort on my own "tinkering."
Amy blinked. "Wait. Those pills, teas, and the bath. That's … those are part of your power. You can tinker on top of being a Mover and a Brute?"
Vicky whined. "That's bullshit!"
I laughed. "What can I say? I'm the perfect man."
My two girls slapped me for that.
"But speaking of fighting," I muttered as I pulled Amy closer to me and caressed her stomach. "You know you can't fight, right?"
She grimaced but nodded; she'd just entered her last trimester in her pregnancy. While I was confident that our baby wouldn't die from a normal punch, why should we take any chance where parahuman rapists were concerned?
Vicky cracked a fist onto her palm. "I'll do your part of the fighting, too!"
"... No."
"Huh?" we looked at Amy.
"I'm not going to just make a few things and let you all fight while I do nothing," she mumbled as she stood up and walked over to our indoor avocado plant, which was something she bought … just last week, which was when her trimester got announced to our close group of friends.
She touched the plant, and it twisted. Its bark twisted and tore off as the green trunk underneath unfurled and twisted around themselves. The bark came back as the tree, now with four legs, uprooted itself. I saw a jaguar's head on it, though made out of leaves and bark. Powerful legs cracked to life and its paws stomped on the ground.
But most of all…
I sensed qi running through it.
I looked at her in awe.
She grinned at me. "Surprise~!"
She just made a Spirit Beast.
"Amy."
"Yeah?"
"OP, Please Nerf."
Vicky looked at me in disgust. "Ugh, you sound like Uber and Leet."
I laughed.
Maybe this wasn't going to be as serious as I thought it could have been. Vicky and I watched as Amy brought to life four more life-sized jaguars, each brimming with bits of her qi.
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A Lewd Cultivator in Brockton Bay
Chapter 41
-VB-
The news of a missing college girl was the only sign heroes and villains alike needed to know that the Fallen had arrived.
With almost all of the cape population on high alert, I found myself sitting mostly at home or escorting Vicky and Amy from their school and hospital, which were locations that the city and the PRT began to heavily reinforce with agents, police, and heroes alike.
Well, Amy was at the hospital right now.
"Oh fuck-!"
I gripped the arms of the sofa lightly while Vicky knelt in front of the sofa and had her head between my legs. Her moist lips wrapped around my girth of my erect dick while her tongue ran along the side and rim of my dick within her mouth.
She glanced up at me mischievously as she continued to suck my cock.
Her left hand fondled my balls while her right hand caressed the insides of my thigh sensually.
She popped her lips off of my dick and grinned up at me with a seductive smile. "Do you like having your dick sucked while your wife is at work?" she asked coyly as she shifted her left hand to jerk off my saliva-coated dick. "You have a baby coming in a few months, but you're here with me~"
"My wife likes watching me nail you, mistress," I played along with her.
She giggled. "You're a lecher. How the hell did you make me fall in love with you in the first place?"
"Because I'm great at sex and have a great body," I said and then paused. "I am also a decent guy."
"Yeah, well, that's true," she hummed before she opened her mouth against and began sucking me again.
"Fuck-!" I hissed before grabbing the back of her head and hair. "Coming…!"
She pushed herself down on my dick, driving my dick deep into her mouth and then down her throat.
She gagged as I came, and held her position until I finished. Then she swiftly pulled herself off and coughed a little. "Damn. Still can't get used to it."
Smiling, I pulled her up onto my lap. Despite the fact that Vicky was a tall girl, most of her height was in her legs. Sitting as she was on my lap, th top of her head was just lower than mine.
I brought my lips down on top of her, and she moaned as she opened her lips. My tongue momentarily scrapped alongside the edge of her mouth before our tongues intertwined and began to fight for dominance.
While her lips and tongues danced, she pressed her bare breasts against my naked chest. Her hips pushed forward and my dick pressed against her crotch and lower stomach.
We ground ourselves against each other, building up higher and higher towards that desperate need to plunge in and carelessly rut like rabbits.
When our kiss broke, I looked at her and saw the same lust inside me reflecting in her eyes.
She smiled and laid herself down the length of the sofa. She raised her hands up.
"Take me," she whispered. "I'm ready."
She looked so vulnerable.
It made my heart throb.
I turned and held her legs before plunging myself into her.
She gasped and squealed a little as I filled her up completely. "Oooh, g-give me a heads up, damn it!" she whined half-heartedly.
I came down on her and wrapped her in a hug. Her arms wrapped around my back and shoulders and held tightly as our hips began to swing and pound together.
Vicky whimpered as she orgasmed, and limply hung onto me as her second orgasm crashed into her almost soon as her first come down ended.
She grew only tighter as time passed, and finally, I rammed all the way into her and came.
Vicky closed her eyes and shuddered along with me.
We laid there like that for a good ten minutes before I peeled myself off of her.
She grinned up at me happily.
"I'm pregnant."
-VB-
When Amy came home, we celebrated Vicky's pregnancy.
Our celebration ended shortly, however, when a boom shook the city.
We ran out to the front of the house and looked around, and soon enough, saw the fire rising high into the sky in Downtown.
"It's Bakuda all over again," Amy grumbled. She turned to me. "Alan, we're keeping to our area. The Protectorate can take care of that. We need to stand our ground here, or otherwise, it'll overwhelm the others."
I nodded. It was what I was about to suggest.
"I'll get the tags ready."
All three of us walked back into the house, but I went down into the basement towards my Alchemic Lab. I walked up to a small cabinet and opened it.
Within it was a stack of paper tags. Its ink came from my blood and roots of the very few spiritual herbs Amy had managed to grow with her power.
With them in my hands, I walked back up and began to tag the house and the area discretely. I hid them under bushes, on the undersides of cars, on roofs, and anywhere I thought that people won't find them easily.
I was very close to done when I noticed that there was a group of people swaggering down the street. They wore shaggy and barbaric attires painted and dyed in green and blue.
It was very clear to me who these people were.
I pulled out my phone and called Amy.
"Amy. The Fallen are here."
"{Alright. I'm sending my jaguars to you… Be careful.}"
"I will."
I hid the few tags I still had into my pocket along with my phone and stood up straight.
They spotted me.
"Oh, look who it is! It's guy who took a hit from our god and didn't die!" the man at the lead cackled. He had a blank blue mask with only one visible eyehole and a cape that would have looked like a lion pelt if it wasn't for the fact that it had scales. It was very clear once again that this guy was definitely trying too hard to mimic Leviathan.
"So you guys are all Fallen?" I asked leisurely even as my entire body tensed.
They chuckled and laughed at me.
"Ooh, is the big hero going to put us down?"
"Ah, so you're a Fallen copycat!"
My accusation made them angry. "No, we're the Fallen's Crowley Family!"
"Ah!" I grinned.
They tensed. They did not like my grin.
"That's wonderful."
And then Amy's Spirit Jaguars, four of them, stepped out from around the corners and fences and bushes behind the Fallen.
I allowed my grin to widen and show them my two sets of shiny white teeth.
"I don't have to go looking for you!"
I jump-kicked.
And promptly passed right through the leader's body, flesh and blood body as well as his costume, and plowed instead into the others behind him.
I winced when the blade of my boot smashed into some poor bastard's skull and tore the head right off.
I came to a skidding stop a few yards after that.
I looked at them and …
"Hold up. Are you guys frozen in fear right now?" I asked incredulously.
"You- you- you just killed -!"
They thought that I was like any other villain or hero.
They didn't do enough research.
"But you guys are the Fallen," I drawled. "You guys terrorize and kill. I'm not letting you live to do that to my city. I'll deal with the lawsuits as they come," I replied before charging at them again.
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~Hestia
'Millenia of keeping my purity only to lose it in a, drunken? escapade... No that's a lie I wasn't drunk at all I just wanted to feel loved after knowing that the first person I opened my heart to had zero interest in me as a woman.'
'But honestly I don't regret doing the activity at all hehe. As a woman and a goddess I feel more alive than ever before and every time I meet his eyes its not only my stomach that quivers in anticipation or even... infatuation.'
Hestia shook her head clearing her head as she sat down in front Hephaestus the one goddess she considered both trustable enough and not so likely to yell to the world about her lost virginity and most importantly a close friend since our time back in Tenkai. Because now if those perverted gods heard she lost her purity would think they would have a chance now, and there's only a couple god's that are decent people in general, the rest are just the lowest scum...
"So you needed to talk about something important enough to make me halt my back orders." The goddess gestured at the fidgeting goddess sitting in the chair across from her "So what happened and stop fidgeting so long as you don't need more money I can probably help you with most things." Hephaestus said smugly obviously hinting Hestia was probably here to mooch off her more.
"I don't need anymore money!" Hestia shouted before sheepishly giggling and then she blushed as she tried to spit out what's happened but the words just wouldn't leave her mouth and she literally could feel her breath building up in her chest as her own face darkened in shame at the awkward silence which even seemed to make Hephaestus bored and pour a thimble of whiskey but just as she pulled the drink to her mouth, Hestia exploded. "I rode a dick" Hestia blurted out and Hephaestus choked on the whiskey she was drinking in preparation of Hestia's nonsense.
Hephaestus seemed to roll around her chair in agony making Hestia squeak in apology and handed her the cup of water Hephaestus gave her which she chugged. "You little shit! You made my whiskey go up my nose ugh."
Hestia grimaced at the feeling knowing that particular drink was much stronger than wine and how much it would burn going through the nostrils. "Sorry Hephaestus." Hestia said with obvious sincerity as Hephaestus eventually got over the pain.
"Ok so you finally made a woman out of yourself, why did you come to me even though I know probably just as much about relationships as you?" She questioned and Hestia was reminded that granted Hephaestus was certainly no virgin she was unable to get into a relationship with anyone, even gods due to her cursed eye she kept hidden under an eye patch.
"I don't know what to do with the man that I Uhh did that with." Hestia whispered making Hephaestus groan in mortification.
Hephaestus chuckled after taking a full swing from her whiskey bottle and then handed it to a bewildered Hestia. "Ok Hestia for one I am sure the man you slept with is from your Familia and I know for a damn fact that even if you were black out drunk if he tried to force himself upon you well." Hephaestus shrugged as Hestia finished her own chug of the obviously strong spirit that made her face turn ruddy from it's strength. "I bet you would have unleashed you're Arcanum and be back in heaven already if that was the case."
Hestia paused at her statement and couldn't help but agree as a proud goddess, she would rather be relegated back to doing paperwork then have a man force themselves upon her and live with that shame. "So basically you did consent to it and I can tell for a fact as a woman you enjoyed it which is lucky for a first time even if us goddess's have it easier in comparisons to a mortal woman."
Hephaestus then leaned in with a smug leer and asked Hestia something that made her sputter. "Now the real question is whether you like the man enough for a repeat session with how much you enjoyed it."
"Yes it was..."
Hephaestus triumphantly smiled "There you go! If the dicking is good enough just leave the feelings to develop naturally and if he gets uppity, tell me and I will loan you Tsubaki to come break his legs for ya haha!"
Hestia after a moment mentally agreed. What was the point in pinning after a boy who literally doesn't see me as woman when a real man who was very much interested and I knew for a fact wouldn't abandon me seeing as he can't lie to me.
Hestia smiled as she accepted what has happened, and truly moved on from Bell now but... What if other woman find out about him? Noooo what if other goddess's hear about him and try to steal him away because he took my virginity!
Now Hephaestus had to console a clearly now drunk Hestia and convince her that other goddess's wont bother to steal him away as he couldn't join there Familia's without a war game but if anything that seemed to freak her out even more till she finally managed to calm her down enough to send her home in a carriage.
Later that night.
~Freya
Being torn between differing choices is never a pleasant feeling for most people but for me its simply a matter of taking the time to collect all the choices whether I need a break a couple hearts in the process is little concern to me.
That would normally be what I say but Hestia is a different beast from the other deity's I have plucked adventure's from with most gods being willing to bend over backwards for my attention and the rest whether god or goddess will obey due to my dear Ottar's strength. Hestia on the other hand is one of the oldest and most powerful gods back in Tenkai so if she were to flip the board and literally burn my Familia to the ground only Ouranos has both the power and ability to interfere.
"Ottar which is better. An art piece you can admire from afar being built naturally or one you can take within your hands and model as you please." Freya purred sipping a chalice of Soma wine that cost's more than most Familia's would make in a full month.
The Boaz in question contemplated for a moment before his thick baritone voice answered "My lady both are beautiful, but I am sure if you were to be the sculptor the work would be unrivaled."
Freya hummed in response and gently spun her wine in the chalice as she thought. "Both of Hestia's children have such interesting souls, I can't help but feel jealous." She pouted and twisted her long leg over the other in frustration at missing such rare collectables.
Granted now that a new interest has arisen I am no longer as... I would almost be ashamed to say obsessed about Bells soul that was clear and transparent of any sin or blemish but now with the contrast of Jake's soul that is a constant shifting kaleidoscope I know that for as long as he lives I will never grow bored of it though I admit the colors are just as interesting as Bells completely transparent soul.
Ottar seeing his goddess in deep contemplation asked with his usual blunt manner. "Do you wish for me to retrieve the two men you have been watching my lady?"
"No I think watching them grow a bit more would be more entertaining. Hmm actually Ottar my dear can you do me a favor?"
Ottar nodded and Freya smiled as she looked out of her balcony that allowed her to see the night life of the city. "I want Jake's soul to shine ever brighter but he doesn't seem to be spending as much time in the Dungeon so I need you make him grow faster Ottar."
Ottar bowed and with his head bent over he said "Your will be done my lady." standing up straight the strongest living adventurer walked out of the Freya's penthouse with a purpose.
Freya then turned to her most precious object and after putting in her will the magic mirror lost it's fog and showed a luxurious bed and a cleaned up enclosed room. But her eyes were locked on one place and if someone was within Freya's room they would have been astounded to see her spill several million Valis worth of Soma wine on the ground as she clenched her fists and shook with fury at the sight before her.
"Well well Hestia it seems you aren't so pure anymore, and are a threat to my desires..."
The mirror showed a sleeping Jake peacefully laying there on the fused bed and oh it annoyed her to no end the man was able to make better quality things than even she could acquire with basically any amount of money.
No the scene that drove her to almost call one of her Familia members and attack the Goddess was Hestia the once pure goddess bobbing her head within his lap as he slept and clearly pleasuring what Freya already considered her man.
"It seems I am going to have to get his attention more personally it seems..." Freya said coldly as she started plotting her own moves, and oh if Hestia just happens to be killed and sent back to Tenkai during it, well that's not much of a loss to her now is it.
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