Gamma pt. 44

Natasha: Mmmmm….oh yes…..fuck me!

Natasha cried out as she lay on her back on the bed she shared with Brandon Cho, who continued to plow her. She bit her lower lip seductively as she wrapped her legs around Brandon’s hips and squeezed tightly. Brandon yelped in pain as she instinctively loosened up a little bit. “Ugh…sorry darling” she said between pants. Natasha turned her head and pressed a pillow to her mouth to silence her loud panting. Her large E cup breasts bouncing up and down rhythmically as she felt Brandon nearing his climax.

Natasha: Mmm..spray my belly with your love juice baby.

Brandon did as he was told, pulled out and came on Natasha’s belly. As he finished he collapsed to her side and massaged her nipple and kissed her passionately.

Natasha: That was as wonderful as usual darling.

Brandon: Thanks. You too. How about I finish you off in the shower?

Natasha: Not tonight, Brandon. You know I like to shower alone after sex.

Brandon: Okay…fine. I’m going to grab a beer with the guys.

Natasha: What guys?

Brandon: I don’t know. Whoever’s there.

Natasha: Are you sure you aren’t going to see that Kiki woman. I don’t like her.

Brandon: No. of course not. She’s just a workout buddy. You know I only have eyes for you.

Natasha: But I need to know that only your dick is only for me also.

Brandon kissed her lips passionately and got up and threw jeans, a sweatshirt, and a thick jacket on. “I’ll see you in a few.” Brandon said as he closed the door. Natasha hurried into the bathroom and closed the door and locked it. She knelt down and removed a cutaway tile from the floor revealing a secret cubby hole and pulled out a lock box. Entering the combination, she opened the box and took out a small device with a display screen. “Enter sample” it said. Natasha did as she was told and took some of Brandon’s sperm and placed it on the appropriate area on the device. After a few seconds the initial scan returned it’s results.

After reading the data, Natasha grabbed her cell phone and began dialing a number that she didn’t dare leave in her address book for anyone, especially Brandon to see. After one ring someone picked up.

Voice: Da.

Natasha:* It’s me. I got a fresh sample. It’s clean. I think the old bastard is telling the truth.

Voice: *Perhaps. But we cannot be sure. You will stay with him a bit longer I am thinking. Murimoto is to proud of his creation to not have given his grandson an enhancement. We will inform you when the assignment is over.

Natasha: *Soon I hope. His weakness and small penis disgust me.

Voice: *Natasha, you are our best operative. I have trained you myself since you were 6 years old. Surely you can handle this cushy job.

Natasha: *Of course, Boris. I spoke out of line. I will await further instruction.

And with that, Natasha hung up her cell phone, while across the street, Brandon was walking into Break Time. He sat down and ordered a Heineken and began to sip it. “bout time you showed up” A feminine yet authoritative voice said from behind. Turning around and standing up, Brandon hugged Kiki hello. She was wearing tight black leather pants, and red shirt that showed off her immense bust very well and a red blouse did the same for her arms. “Sorry. I had to service the old lady first.”

Kiki: TMI, Brandon. It’s okay anyway. I had a beer or twelve while I was waiting.

Brandon: How do you do it. I mean are you even buzzed?

Kiki: I have what you would call a healing factor.

Brandon: Ah. Like Wolverine.

Kiki: Yeah…Like that pussy.

Brandon: Be careful. He was like my favorite hero growing up.

Kiki: Really? It was always a toss up for Superman and Captain America when I was growing up.

Brandon: Why those two?

Kiki: They were always doing the right thing. No matter the cost. And they both fought the Nazis.

Brandon: Captain America more so that Superman.

Kiki: Superman man fought them in a different way. Captain America fought them head on and was a moral center. But Superman inspired Not just America but the world to fight for what was right. And as you well know, being a child of two nations, I can subscribe to the world view a little more than to just one country.

Brandon: Wow. You should be a speech writer.

Kiki: No thanks. I’d rather be giving them.

Brandon: Really?

Kiki: Yeah. I understand that our problems can’t be solved on the battlefield.

Brandon: How the hell did we go from comics to solving the world problems.

Kiki: Superheroes and politicians are doing the same job. Just attacking it differently, but if you like, we can skip the foreplay and dive right into the sex.

Brandon: Sorry, Kiki. I just left foreign affairs.

Kiki: So you admit it’s an affair.

Brandon: This is a couple of friends having a drink and some debate.

Kiki: Did you lie about who you were meeting tonight?

Brandon: Hell yes.

Kiki: Then it’s an affair.

Brandon chuckled a bit with an afterthought of seriousness. “Kiki…I” Kiki placed her hand over Brandon’s mouth and hushed him with her full lips. “Hey. I know what this is. But I’m not the other woman. I’m patient.” Brandon smiled and took a swig of his beer finishing it off.

While over at Jess’ house, Jess was finishing her cleaning chores for the week when a knock came at the door. Not really expecting anyone, she went toward the door a bit cautiously. “Who is it?” she inquired.

Sharise: It’s me, Sharise. Can I come in. I really need to talk to you.

Jess unlocked her door and welcomed Sharise in. Sharise rushed in and threw her coat on the couch and suddenly turned around. Jess saw the bruise left by Grace, Sharise’ mom and she became immediately concerned. Rushing over to Sharise, she grabbed her hand.

Jess: Honey…what happened?

Sharise: My mom hit me.

Jess: What?! When?

Sharise: Yesterday. After you guys left.

Jess: She has no right.

Sharise: I don’t even care anymore. I’m going to go live with my Grandma Taylor.

Jess: What about your dad?

Sharise: He’s dead.

Jess: Oh honey, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.

Sharise: I’ve had enough of her shit. Enough of school. Enough training.

Jess: Training?

Sharise: My magic.

Jess: Honey I hardly thing this is the time to joke.

Sharise: I’m not joking. I know all about you. What you can do. How you got your powers. Your future. All of it.

Jess: Huh…I don’t know what you…

Sharise: C’mon Jess. Let’s cut the bullshit. You’re the Divinatrix. Granted Powers from a magic elixir. Endowed with the power of the mighty to slay the demon which encompasses the earth.

Jess: Okay I didn’t know that last part.

Sharise. I know. And I wasn’t supposed to tell you.

Jess: You’re Grandma…does she go by Mistress.

Sharise: Yeah, sometimes.

Jess: Small world. And what magic are you talking about?

Sharise: I am a familiar of the mystic Gamma energies. Passed down from my Grandmother. I am what you would call a conduit. I don’t contain the energy in my body like you do. But I can access it.

Jess: Does that mean your mom…

Sharise: No. It skipped a generation. As far as I know, My mom doesn’t know anything about it.

Jess: How do you know about me?

Sharise: I’ve known about you for most of my life. I mean not specifically you. Just the divinatrix. All of this was a set up. I ‘ran into’ Dean at the Beaner-E so I could eventually meet you.

Jess: I don’t believe this. I mean…

Before Jess could finish her thought, Sharise threw herself into Jess’ lips. Kissing her passionately. Right as she did so, Dean walked in the door. “Surprise! I brought Tora Tora Tora. I figured we could…What the Hell?!” Jess pushed back Sharise. “What the Hell are you doing Sharise?” Sharise fell silent.

Dean: Whatever, Jess. Don’t even try to cover this up. I can’t deal with your bullshit any longer.

Dean stormed out of Jess’ house , got into her car and sped off into the cold December night. Jess turned around, grabbed Sharise’ coat and began walking toward the door. “Get the fuck out!”

Sharise: What?! Why?

Jess: Why the hell do you think?

Sharise: I’m sorry…I don’t know what hit me.

Jess: I know what’s going to hit you if you don’t leave right now.

Sharise: Don’t fuck with me Jess. I’m the reason you felt weak that night at the bar. I can take all of your power away.

Jess: I don’t give a shit. You may have just taken my life away.

Sharise got up and grabbed her jacket, storming out of Jess’ house. “This isn’t over.” Jess yelled back in anger, “It better be. I don’t ever want to see you again. She waited for Sharise to leave and Jess grabbed her jacket and keys, locked the door and headed off to find Dean. She just got her back and there was no way that she was going to lose her again.

Across the world, A loud clang signified the finish of an extreme workout as a several ton barbell slammed down to the ground. Eva began to flex her once again 19 inch biceps. “Mmmmm…almost like before. But stronger. More lean.” Grabbing a towel, she began to dry off her muscular toned body, each vein and striation working in unison as a well oiled machine. Mr. Morioka came in holding a vial containing a silver liquid.

Eva: What’s that?

Dai: This is what you will use to exact your revenge.

Eva: That looks different than the first serum.

Dai: Because it is. Like everything, we take something great and improve it.

Eva: Great! When do we begin.

Dai: We need to perform some tests first. Determine proper dosage.

Eva caught her reflection in Dai’s glasses. Noticing her wrinkles and grey hair becoming much more prominent, her fear was starting to take it’s toll. “I don’t have much time” She said looking down at Dai. “There is always time for revenge, my dear”

2 b continued

Brian