[Warning: Smut]
"You're finally awake..."
The woman stood near the edge of the examination table. Posture calm, almost lazy. Grey eyes tired, expression flat, face framed with dusky brown hair. She grabbed a clipboard nearby and held it in front of her ample bosom, the edge pressing against the soft curves of her breasts.
The subject stirred awake, eyes fluttering open with a groan. "What?" he sat up and gazed at the woman before him. "Who are you?" he looked around. "Where am I? Kali?"
I'm gonna pretend I did not hear that. Do NOT talk to me when someone is present.
"Sorry,"
The woman tilted her head. Her lips parted ever so slightly. "Why did you apologize? Who is Kali? My name is Helvetica" she shook her head. "Never mind, can you tell me what you remember? What is your name?"
"My name?"
Try as he might, the subject couldn't remember anything about his name. It was lost, taken away along with everything he's ever known. He's been reborn, no more is he some wage slave living 9 to 5, the man who spent his night with Rosy Palms is gone, he's someone else now, something else.
The subject opened his mouth and gave her his name.
...
...
I SAID the subject opened his mouth and gave her his name.
"H-hold on, I'm thinking... Umm..."
Helvetica blinked and leaned forward, affording him an even better view of her generous cleavage. "Do you not remember your name?" Her face was closer now, full breasts easily within arm's reach. "How about I call you..." She paused, pen pressed thoughtfully against her cheek. "Aleph Null."
"Aleph Null?"
Ahh, that's not a bad name. The smallest infinity. Not bad, not bad. I like it! Got those underdog flavor... And...
Oh right, narrating, ahem.
"Do you like it? You can change it later, not that it matters." Helvetica leaned back and stepped away from the examination table. She turned around, white lab coat draped over her wide hips and shapely rear. A long braid of brown hair hung down her back, swaying slightly with her movements.
Aleph looked around, observing at the room he's in. Strange instruments were lined up, sharp edges, drill-like points, clawed mechanism, and silvery tools lined up the pristine metallic walls. He tried to stand up, but something caught him, a metal shackle.
"Sorry," Helvetica sat down on a table nearby, with a note in front of her. "You have to stay there, for your own safety, yes,"
The shackle is metallic grey, it is shaped almost like a cuff, it's rather small, just as thick as his pinky. Aleph felt a tingling sensation on his eyes as he looked closer and closer at the shackle. What makes it so powerful? So resistant to change?
`#C2C2C2`
The code sprang into his mind eye. C2, repeated 3 times. What does that mean? A color code? A hex code? Why?
0,0,76
Another code splashed into his mind, what is this one even? What does it all mean? Aleph looked away from the shackle. He tried to focus, seeing color codes everywhere he sees. Is that his super power? The ability to see color code? That sounds... very mundane...
That can't be all, is it?
Aleph clenched his fist and tried to wrench himself away from the shackle. No luck, his wrist became sore, but the shackle wouldn't budge. Perhaps super power isn't part of his strength. Then again, what IS his strength? Other than literally just naming colors.
"Kali? Uhh, a little hint?" he whispered.
Or perhaps there is more to these colors, he realized. That these colors aren't really truly just color. But it was something else, something far, far more fundamental. Why is white, grey, and black so favored by industry? Why does it command so much force and certainty?
As he ponders more and more, he began to imagine seeing the entire room more vividly. He imagined colors bleeding out of the grey wall, the white sheet, and the shackles around his hand. Of course, it's all in his head, there's simply no way imagining something in a less sturdy color would make it less sturdy for real right? Afterall, colors only exists in his head.
`0,100,76`
'CRACK'
The light red shackles shattered like brittle glass.
"What in the..." Helvetica stood up, eyes wide in shock. "How did you..."
Aleph looked at the shackle in his left wrist. It's pastel green in color now, it's not rigid, feels like rubber. He tried pulling his hand out of the rubbery shackle, but it was still too stiff. "I think I changed the saturation?"
`100,100,76`
Helvetica gulped and held up her hand. "Right, sorry, I'll get you out," she stood up and walked towards Aleph, her flat expression now replaced with wariness and a hint of fear. "I did not mean to shackle you or anything of sort,"
Thing lithe hand rummaged through the buttons at the bottom of the examination table. The light green shackle unclasped, letting Aleph's left hand free. "Thanks," the subject sat up and looked down at himself.
It's the same body that he saw in that strange dream. The body of a character that only exists in his fantasy. Now, it's his, it is all him, a man with the body and the power. The kind that commands respect and adoration alike.
"So... uhh... where am I?" Aleph asked.
Helvetica tilted her head, the fear in her eyes fade away ever so slightly. "You're in a research facility of St. Lovecraft Academy. Don't worry, you won't be here for long, I've called my colleagues to get you prepped up."
Aleph narrowed his eyes. "What's going to happen to me?"
"Personally, I'm also not sure, the higher ups only told me that you are a new kind of vessel," Helvetica began. "Everything else is above my paycheck, you see?"
"Hmm, so you're just here to take care of me?"
Helvetica's cheeks redden and she looked away. "Ah, well, I am also here to give you... distraction, should you try to leave..." she straightened her coat, her chest tightening. "I am... frankly expendable, one of the most expensive sort of, of expendable,"
"What?" Aleph tilted his head. "What do you mean?"
"I'm not supposed to tell you this, but I can't really call for help," Helvetica continues. "The process of summoning an Eldritch Vessel is extremely risky, more often than not, they are unstable," she sighed a little. "If you were to attack me the moment you're free, well, they're just going to nuke this place,"
"But I didn't attack you, I think I'm stable, right?"
Indeed, Aleph is a stable vessel of the Eldritch. Being the vessel of the Almighty, Powerful, and Objectively Amazing Kaleidoscope Everlust, Aleph is a perfect example of a stable vessel. He'll be able to cooperate, reason, and do his duties as an Eldritch Vessel.
Helvetica pondered for a moment. "As of right now, the higher ups are listening to us. If they're convinced that you are a stable vessel, they will open the door and let us go,"
"How do I do that?"
"Well..." Helvetica turned towards him. "Let me show you the easiest way," she smiled softly, eyelids fluttering. "I am... after all... expendable..."
With skilled finger, Helvetica opened her lab coat, letting it fall on to the floor. Her eyes began showing a tint of magenta as she pressed her breast with her hand. "Self restraint... is not something any vessel is capable of..." she crawled up the examination table, large mounds straining against her blazer. "Thankfully for you, this isn't a test of restraint..."
Lips parted, Helvetica pressed her face against Aleph's. Their tongue danced, exploring each other's mouth. Their body grinded against one another, separated only by think fabric. The woman's eyes narrowed, eyes half lidded in pleasure.
"Mmh... haa..." she pulled away with a gasp, drool trickling down her chin. "Mmh... it's just as they... haaa..." she gritted her teeth, hands grasping at her large mounds. "said... aha..." she gave Aleph a weak smile and sat on his crotch.
"Are you okay?"
Oh my god, she's horny as fuck man, just fuck here already!!!
Finally following his instincts, Aleph reached out to her blazer. Grabbing a handful of her breasts, he start squeezing those fat udders. Groping them through the fabric, pinching her hard peaks, milking her like some cattle.
"Nghh... Wa-wait... Let me..." Helvetica leaned back, pushing her breasts against his hands. "Wh-where is... where is it..." her hand rummaged through her skirt pocket. "Fuck, h-hold on, I just... need..."
With a stifled moan, the woman took out a strange device out of her pocket. "Okay... Nghh... N-not bad, h-high level of corruption... But..." she put the back of her hand on to her mouth, eyes rolling back. "N-not... void!"
Her body shook as a powerful orgasm came crashing down upon her. Her eyes fluttered shut, her back taut like bow, reason crumbling into carnal bliss. "More..." she gasped. "Not... void..." losing herself completely to blissful abandon, she frantically tore at her clothes, freeing those magnificent bouncing globes for him to see and violate. "I can... fall... it's okay..."
Aleph could feel the heat radiating off Helvetica's exposed body. Her ample bosom heaved with each panting breath, those fat tits rising and falling, begging to be milked and abused. He could feel his cock straining against his pants.
"Fuck me..." Helvetica mewled, her hands roamed her own body, caressing the soft curves of her hips and waist before sliding back up to grope her tits again. She pinched and rolled her nipples between slender fingers, sharp hisses of pained pleasure slipped out of her throat. "Fuck me, please..."
"Are you... sure?"
For the love of god, Stop Acting Like A Virgin! Look at her! She's begging you to rape her silly into your obedient mind broken cum pet! COME ON! I did not give you all these power and body to play the Cuck With Shining Morals!
"Okay fine! If I get arrested, it's on you!"
Finally shredding off his inhibition, Aleph pulled Helvetica into a searing kiss. His hand groped her ass and pull off her skirt. He bit at her lower lip, marking her throat with passionate nips and sucks. "Thought you were a researcher," he whispered huskily against her ear.
"I... I was... Mmf!"
Aleph's hand found her way under her skirt. It was wet, sticky with arousal. "Was...?" he pulled away and pushed her down the examination table. "Then what about now...?" he pushed a finger into her sopping wet cunt.
"Khh... AH!" Helvetica trashed and moaned in ecstasy. "I... I'm... an expendable, OOooh!"
A flood of love juice trickled down her cunt, two large fingers playing with her oversensitive clit. "Wrong!" Aleph growled. "Try again..."
"I, I... please... I can't," she arched her back again, eyes turned white in a silent scream. "Think!" she gasped finally. "I can't think, oh heavens, please... please... I can't... Nghhh!!!" her body shuddered as another orgasm tore through her. "Oooooh!"
Helvetica turned limp, eyes glazed pink with lust. Tongue lolled out in pleasure, a picture of mindless wanton plastered on her face. "Pl-pleathe... fuck mee..."
"Fuck what?"
"Y-your mindless... fuckthoy shir... Use me... Hng!"
Helvetica's eyes widened in shock, heart pounding against her chest. A cocktail of fear and arousal warring in her heart as she gazed upon the meat pole fully erect before her. "Wh-what..." she took a deep breath and the musk assaulted her senses.
"You were saying?"
Aleph grabbed her splayed thighs, kneading them for good measure as he start grinding his cock against her wet cunt. The woman squirmed, gasped, moaned, and whimpered. Her tiny cunt spasming with need. "Sl-slow please... te-tear me apart, sl-slowly..."
Slowly, the cock penetrated her. Helvetica squirmed, legs kicking out in sharp pain and ecstasy. "OOH!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Too big!!!" she gritted her teeth, eyes rolled back. "You're... ruining me! God, fuck, fuck..." she clawed desperately at the table, back arched in agonizing pleasure.
"So full... Kh!" she gasped. "Too much, I'm gonna die, you're killing me... I can't! Nghhh!!!" she squirmed and trembled as ecstasy tore through her. "Aaaah!!! I'm cumming! I can't stop cumming please! I can't, hnggg..."
Her breast bounced with every shudder, stiff peaks begging for attention. Aleph grabbed her breast and squeezed it, kneading it down as a support as he dug deeper into her folds. "I'm not stopping until you make me cum," he whispered.
"Th-then harder!" Helvetica moaned. "Do it... harder! Tear me apart! Turn me into a fucktoy for real! Destroy me!"
With a resounding slam, Aleph hilted his cock deep in her.
"Nghhhh!!! OOOH!" Helvetica's eyes rolled back in rapture, all sense of reason wiped from her head. "Ahh! Aha! Ahh..." she moaned and giggled in delirious ecstasy. "Fuck... more.. more..." she pulled Aleph into a sloppy, mindless kiss. Reduced into nothing more but a mind broken cum slut. "Fill me shirr... Mmgnh!"
Aleph was relentless, pounding her spasming body like a jackhammer. The room filled with the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin and Helvetica's wanton moans.
"I'm going to cum..."
"Yesh... Bweed me!!! Fuck me!" Helvetica moaned deliriously.
With a feral growl, he buried himself to the hilt and unleashed a torrent of hot cum into her depths. He could feel it painting her walls as he pumped her full like a piston. Flooding her womb, using her like she's nothing but a cheap condom.
"Ooooh! Fuck! I'm cumming!!!" Helvetica came apart, her body convulsing like a woman posessed. Her pussy clamped down around Aleph's cock like a vice, begging for every last drop of his seed. Her face was a mask of mindless ecstasy, a picture of joy and depravity.
After pumping his new cum pet full, he finally pulled out with a lewd squelch. A river of cum and pussy juice trickled down her used hole, pooling on the table beneath her. The delirious grin on her face never left her, body still spasming in the afterglow.
A strange magenta light began forming on her stomach, churning and twisting in an obscene symbol of a heart. The symbol faded to black, turning into something akin to a lewd tattoo. "Ngh..." she shuddered some more and the tattoo flickered just a bit.
Finally, the women went limp, falling unconscious into a dream of endless ecstasy. She's ruined now, corrupted completely by the color out of space.
...
"Uhh... is she okay?" Aleph asked stupidly.
Of course, she's fine, just had her mind broken into jagged pieces and put back apart wrong. Nothing weird, this is a lovecraftian porn after all. We'll have tentacles and real monster girls very soon, in the next chapter.
"Huh?" Aleph blinked, caught off guard by the sudden change in tone.
Whoops, got a bit carried away there. Anyway...
A sharp hissing sound cut through the air as a metal door slid open. In stormed a squad of heavily armed guards, their weapons trained on the debauched scene unfolding before them. Laser sights trailed across Aleph's body.
"Whoa!" He raised his hands in surrender. "You said I'm not gonna get in trouble, right?"
Of course, trouble has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it. Usually their appearance are not negotiable either. You just have to accept that the only way too prevent unexpected trouble is to always expect one.
Thankfully for Aleph, the guards remained still, neither advancing nor retreating, as if waiting for some unspoken signal.
"Well, well, well…" A voice purred from the doorway, drawing Aleph's to the diminutive figure that had just entered the room. She was tall yet petite, with wavy blue hair framing a smug expression. Dark blue eyes surveyed the scene before her, not with arousal or fear, but simple amusement. Her attire was equally striking - a dark blue trench coat adorned with feathers and frills, paired with long formal pants, stylized in a modern, almost sci-fi fashion.
"The Vessel of Kaleidoscope Everlust has awakened," she declared, her voice dripping with barely contained excitement.
"Me?"
"Yes, you." The girl smirked and snapped her fingers. All at once, the guards lowered their weapons, like they were nothing more than puppets on strings. "I am Arial, the Headmaster of St. Lovecraft Academy." She placed a hand on her chest and bowed down, her movements fluid and graceful. "Pleased to meet you, Aleph Null." She winked, dark blue eyes glinting with mischief. "Now, if you'd be so kind as to follow me? There are matters we need to discuss regarding your… employment…"
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Name: Aleph Null
Power: Chromatic Sensory
Skills: Saturation Control Lv 1
Hue Level: 1
RGB: 000000
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