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Splinter	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 37018 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 5
Sadie’s shift had started an hour ago, but the young woman had only just opened the Big Donut. As usual, Lars hadn’t yet arrived, so she’d been frying, frosting, sprinkling, and sugaring nonstop to be ready for the morning.
She was spreading pink frosting on the tops of a dozen freshly made doughnuts when the chime on the shop’s front door rang. Sadie pulled off her apron and went to the front of the shop, expecting either Lars, who no doubt would immediately launch into an elaborate excuse for his lateness, or Steven, who occasionally showed up early to purchase the very first doughnut of the day. She was surprised to see neither boy, but rather two adult men, only one of whom she recognized.
“Oh, hi, Mr. Universe,” Sadie said. “And, um…”
“Doug Maheswaran,” the other man said.
“Oh,” Sadie said with an awkward chuckle. “You must be Connie’s dad.”
Sadie noticed something strange about the new guy: something orange in his eyes, forming a messy swirl of lines. Then she looked back at Mr. Universe and saw that he had them, too. Or was it just a trick of the shop’s outdated fluorescent lighting?
“Um,” Sadie continued, “what can I get for you gentlemen today?”
“We’d like a dozen doughnuts, please,” Mr. Maheswaran said.
“Sure. What kind?” Sadie said, grabbing a cardboard box of the appropriate size.
Doug leaned over the case. “Let’s see…three of the jelly ones…”
Sadie reached into the case and put three jelly doughnuts into the box as Doug continued, “Three of these chocolate-covered ones…”
As she reached for the next trio of doughnuts, Sadie saw movement out of the corner of her eye.
Hey, she thought, customers aren’t allowed behind the counter.
Greg’s hand covered Sadie’s mouth, stifling her scream as he dragged the girl backwards into the supply room. Doug came around the counter, pulled a clean dishrag from the pocket of his bomber jacket, and gagged Sadie as quickly as his manual dexterity would allow.
Pearl had instructed the two men not to bother trying to subdue Sadie. Greg and Doug had no practice with subdual, and it wasn’t clear to what extent a fully human host could manage it, anyway. So they would do this entirely by force.
Sadie started to struggle. Greg had the girl’s arms pinned behind her back, but that didn’t stop her from kicking wildly at Doug—especially when he pulled out a utility knife, eliciting a muffled scream from Sadie.
Doug moved in, ignoring the pain from Sadie’s wild kick to the front of his thigh, and grabbed a fistful of the hem of Sadie’s Big Donut T-shirt. He cut the garment straight up to the neck, exposing Sadie’s plain white bra. Then he cut the tiny strap that held the cups together, exposing Sadie’s pale, ample breasts and pink nipples. Sadie’s screaming and struggling intensified even further.
Greg forced Sadie down onto all fours on the floor. Doug, kneeling down beside the girl, cut off her belt; then he dropped the knife and undid the button and fly of the girl’s jeans. He yanked the pants down around Sadie’s knees, which prevented her from kicking or attempting to get up. Lastly, Doug picked up the knife again and cut off Sadie’s plain white panties.
While Greg moved to Sadie’s side, continuing to use the weight of his torso to hold her front half down, Doug moved around behind her, kneeling, and took down his own pants and boxers. His cock was erect, and the head was leaking a generous amount of silvery precum.
“Remember Pearl’s instructions,” Greg said in a near monotone. “Breeding the females is for Steven only.”
Doug nodded. He and Greg were too far away from Pearl to communicate with her directly, but the images she had projected into their minds remained clear.
“Yes,” Doug replied.
He took hold of Sadie’s hip with one hand and grasped his cock in the other. Then he put the head against Sadie’s pale-pink anus.
“Nnnnn! NNNNN!” Sadie screamed into her gag.
Doug shoved his cockhead into the helpless girl’s asshole, forcing the resisting orifice open. Sadie squealed like a piglet being stabbed with a butcher knife.
“Nnnghaaaah,” Doug grunted, pushing more of his length into the struggling girl’s unwilling anus.
As soon as he was all the way in, he started pumping. It had been fifteen years since Doug had had sex with anyone other than Priyanka, and the novelty of anally raping a girl he had never even met before, and who couldn’t have been older than twenty, was an incredible turn-on. So was her nice, wide ass, on which Doug could get almost as good a grip as he could on Peridot’s head.
Sadie struggled mindlessly, desperate to expel the intruding cock that hurt her insides with every violent thrust. Greg grabbed her by her blonde hair and forced the side of her face down onto the concrete floor.
“Cooperate, Sadie,” Greg said. “This will all be over soon.” He looked down at the erection forming in his pants and added, “…ish.”
Doug fucked Sadie harder and harder. The girl stopped screaming into her gag and began grunting or whimpering with every deep, painful thrust.
Finally, Doug gripped Sadie’s ass hard enough to leave bruises and roared “RrrrraaaaAAAH!” as he shot spurts of silvery cum into Sadie’s bowels.
Doug stayed inside Sadie just long enough to ensure that he had pumped his entire load into her ass before he pulled out and switched places with Greg. As the farmer’s-tanned man started fucking Sadie’s asshole, Doug held the girl’s front half down, but he found that Sadie no longer required much restraint. The fight had gone out of her. Now she merely grunted faintly with Greg’s thrusts as a single tear slipped from the corner of her eye and dripped onto the gray floor.
***
Amethyst was beginning to despair. For the last hour, she had been variously poking, prodding, and shouting at the flight recorder from the crashed Gem ship, all to no effect. The fist-sized purple cube just sat there on the kitchen counter with what Amethyst could have sworn was smug superiority.
She wished Pearl were here. Nobody on Earth knew Gem tech—or smug superiority, for that matter—like Pearl.
The front door banged open, and Amethyst whipped around in surprise, ready to summon her whip. But the intruder was not who she might have expected.
“Lion?”
The big, pink cat, having butted the front door open, lumbered up to Amethyst.
“Hey, boy,” Amethyst said, relieved not to be all alone. Stroking his mane, she asked, “Whatcha doing here?”
Lion didn’t make so much as a growl in reply. Instead, he lunged at the recorder, snatched it up in his jaws, and ran out the door.
“Hey!” Amethyst shouted, chasing after the big pink cat. “Get back here!”
Lion charged down the steps to the beach, then roared through his half-open jaws, opening a portal in front of him. He leaped through it, and Amethyst leaped through after him, shouting, “Bad kitty!”
***
“No! What are you doing?!” the young, freckled redhead cried as Connie, Priyanka, Jenny, and Kiki forced the girl down onto her back on the sofa. Pearl stood by, observing; it was important that the Splinter’s human females be able to restrain newly acquired ones on their own in case no possessed Gems were available to help.
“You need to cooperate, Trixie,” Priyanka said calmly.
This whole thing was a bit of a fiasco. Priyanka and Connie had picked up thirteen-year-old Trixie Nelson—an acquaintance of Connie’s—twenty minutes earlier, ostensibly to take her to the group tennis lesson that Trixie and Connie attended every Sunday afternoon. Connie, having “forgotten” her racquet, asked to go back to the house to get it, and Priyanka had brought Trixie inside as well, on the pretext of getting her a bottle of sports drink to take to the lesson. (Now, Priyanka thought, the pretty, green-eyed girl was about to have a very different sort of lesson.)
But things hadn’t quite gone to plan. Trixie, suddenly finding herself surrounded by girls with luminous orange lines in their eyes, was freaking out by the time Steven tried to subdue her, and as a result, the subdual hadn’t taken. So now they had to rely on brute force.
“Yes, cooperate, Trixie,” Connie said, pulling the girl’s athletic top up and off while Jenny held Trixie’s arms above her head. The two Splintered girls knew that stripping Trixie completely naked would increase Steven’s sexual arousal. This would be quite necessary, given that the boy had already had intercourse nine times that day.
Kiki clapped a hand over Trixie’s mouth; Steven didn’t like to hear them screaming. The boy, still wearing Doug’s plaid robe, now approached Trixie.
“She’s pretty,” Steven said. He sounded tired, but not uninterested.
“I knew you would like her,” Connie replied, even as she unfastened Trixie’s bra and pulled it away to reveal the fair-skinned girl’s lightly freckled breasts. They were well developed considering that Trixie was barely in her teens.
“I’ve heard boys at school whispering about her body,” Connie added.
“It’s very nice, don’t you think?” Pearl said to Steven. The boy nodded.
“And I’m sure she is fertile,” Priyanka added, “and not using any form of birth control. With any luck, Steven will be able to take possession of her and impregnate her simultaneously.”
Trixie’s green eyes went wide, looking even bigger because the lower half of Trixie’s face was obscured by Kiki’s hand. The red-haired girl struggled harder.
“It’s okay,” Steven said to Trixie, drawing even closer as he made a last-ditch attempt to subdue her. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. All you have to do is cooperate.”
The girl seemed to calm down a bit, getting a bit lost in the orange swirls in Steven’s irises. Trixie’s eyes remained fixed on Steven’s; it wasn’t clear that the girl even felt Connie undoing the buttons of her white tennis skirt. She didn’t even seem to notice when Greg and Doug came in through the front door and carried the unconscious Sadie upstairs.
“There, that’s better,” Steven said gently.
He shrugged off his robe. He was naked underneath it, and Trixie’s eyes looked away from Steven’s and glanced downward.
Steven’s genitals had grown even larger since that morning. His penis was easily ten inches long and almost as thick as his wrist, and his balls were the size of peaches. Trixie’s calm evaporated.
“Mmmmmph!” she screamed into Kiki’s hand, starting to struggle again. Connie had to work to get Trixie’s skirt down.
“I know,” Priyanka said calmly as she pulled the girl’s white sports undies down and off, “he’s a bit big for a young virgin like you. But you’ll grow to like what he puts in you.”
Now that Trixie was fully naked, the four human females each took hold of one of the girl’s limbs and pinned her down on the couch, spreading her legs wide apart. Steven approached, his cock now fully erect and producing silvery precum.
“Nnnnh!” the girl screamed, her eyes locked on that big, threatening member.
“It’s all right,” Priyanka said. “Soon, you’ll be one of us. And in a few hours, when your pretty, busty mother comes looking for you, we’ll make her one of us, too.”
Steven approached the sofa. He smiled at the sight of Trixie’s pink pussy with its little tuft of curly red hair.
“Fuck her, Steven,” Jenny said.
“Breed her,” Kiki added.
“Give her a big, round, pregnant belly,” Connie chimed in, “like the one you’re going to give m- Ooooh.”
Connie listed sideways, losing her grip on Trixie’s right wrist as she did so. Trixie’s used her now-free arm to pull Kiki’s hand from her mouth.
“Help!” Trixie screamed at the top of her lungs. “Help me!”
Pearl rushed in, taking hold of both of Trixie’s arms so that Kiki could snatch Trixie’s panties from the floor and force them into the girl’s mouth.
As Priyanka led Connie away, Steven could feel that Connie wasn’t okay. She was light-headed and a little weak, which worried him.
“Steven,” Pearl said, “Connie’s mother will take care of her. You must focus on breeding Trixie.”
“Um, right,” Steven replied, clearly not focused at all.
While Pearl and Jenny continued to hold Trixie down, Kiki dropped to her knees in front of Steven and took his flagging erection into her mouth. She looked up at him as she sucked, using eye contact to increase Steven’s pleasure and to distract him from Trixie’s distress.
Soon, Steven’s cock was fully erect again. Kiki, sensing that both the Splinter and Steven’s native lust had overcome the boy’s hesitancy, released his substantial member from her mouth and took his heavy balls in her hand as she whispered in Steven’s ear.
“Empty these in her, Steven. It’s going to feel so good when you do…”
Steven got on the couch and knelt between Trixie’s forced-apart legs. The girl screamed into her panty-gag, her green eyes huge as Steven positioned his plum-sized cockhead at her virgin entrance.
“Uhhh!” Steven grunted as he thrust into the girl. She screamed bloody murder into her gag.
“Good boy, Steven,” Pearl said. “Soon, she will be one of us, and she will be so happy to be pregnant with your child.”
Steven started fucking Trixie. She was tight inside, and Steven focused on the pleasurable sensations that moving in and out of her brought, and on the sensation of her full, bare breasts against his chest.
“Mmmm, keep doing her,” Jenny said. “It’s so hot to feel your big dick going in and out of that tight little-girl pussy.”
“Yeah,” Kiki agreed, watching the action closely, “and I like seeing your big balls hit her ass again and again.”
The twins’ comments were having the intended effect on Steven, making him more and more aroused. He had been pumping Trixie slowly, but now he picked up speed.
Pearl, still using her inhuman strength to keep Trixie’s upper half immobile, now leaned down and put her blue lips by the whimpering girl’s ear.
“He’s going to get you pregnant, you know,” Pearl whispered, too softly for Steven to hear. “His potent sperm will find your helpless little egg, and plunge in. And then Steven’s offspring will be growing inside your body, whether you want it or not.”
Pearl wasn’t sure why she was saying these things. Further upsetting the helpless human girl would not help Steven complete the task of inseminating her; if anything, her distress would only distract him, as it had earlier.
But something in Pearl felt a grim, hot delight in controlling this girl—controlling her so completely as to force her to reproduce with a male she didn’t choose, and at a much earlier stage of life than she would likely prefer. Pearl could make this girl bear Steven’s child, and that made Pearl feel…powerful.
The others could feel what Pearl was feeling, and they began to indulge in it themselves.
“Give it to her, Steven,” Jenny said viciously.
“Make her have your baby,” Kiki growled.
Steven could feel it, too, and now he fucked Trixie harder, making her rhythmic, muffled whimpers even louder.
“Take it,” he breathed, almost in a whisper. “Take my cock. Have my baby.”
“Yeahhh, that’s right,” Jenny agreed eagerly.
“YaaaAAAAAAH!” Steven cried, reaching orgasm much sooner than he expected. The boy’s eyes were shut tight, but he could see through Pearl’s and the Pizza twins’ eyes the look of horror on Trixie’s freckled face as his cum filled her defenseless womb.
***
Amethyst flew through Lion’s portal and landed stumbling on a hard surface that was totally unlike the beach sand on which she had just been running. As she got her balance and bolted after Lion again, she realized that she was in Rose Quartz’s secret armory.
Ahead of Amethyst, Lion slid to a stop in front of the armory’s control console. He placed the cube on it just before Amethyst crashed into him from behind.
A three-dimensional image suddenly appeared in the middle of the room, showing the face of an unfamiliar Gem. Her skin was shiny and black, and her expression was all business as she spoke.
“Log date 8-11-2,” the Gem said. “Captain Onyx of Stealth Reconnaissance Vessel 4072 recording. We have been in low orbit above the planet Earth for six days. Having confirmed that the Cluster remains stable—albeit for unknown reasons—we are now collecting what data we can regarding the current status of the insurgent group known as the Crystal Gems.
“Today, our observations were interrupted by the discovery of an object that came into contact with the ship. At first, we assumed that it was a meteoroid, but upon bringing it aboard, we discovered that it is composed of some kind of semi-liquid crystal. We are performing a preliminary analysis before we contact Homeworld for instructions.”
The recording ended. Then a second log entry played that apparently had been recorded a few hours after the first.
“Ship’s log, supplemental,” Captain Onyx said. “The two members of the crew who had direct contact with the alien object have lost consciousness. We have surrounded the object with a forcefield, and I have contacted Homeworld regarding how to proceed. I was put on hold for some time, after which I was assured that a science vessel will be dispatched to-”
Onyx blinked. “That’s odd. Homeworld is taking remote control of the ship’s systems. It appears that they are increasing the reactor’s power setting such that- NO!”
There was a tremendous boom, and then the screen went blank.
“Aw, crap,” Amethyst breathed. “Homeworld blew them up!”
The console beeped and whirred for several moments. Then a far more familiar figure appeared in front of Amethyst.
“Rose,” she whispered to herself.
“Amethyst,” Rose’s image said, “if you are hearing this message, it means that something has happened that I hoped never would. I fear that I have put the Earth in danger.”
“Huh?” said Amethyst.
“When I decided to give birth to Steven,” Rose continued, “it wasn’t just because I wanted to have a child with Greg. That was one reason, but not the only one. I truly believe that Steven will one day save the Earth—and maybe Homeworld, too. But in bringing Steven into the world, I took a terrible risk.
“For millennia, Gemkind has periodically warred with an entity that calls itself the Splinter. It is a crystalline-metallic microorganism with a kind of collective intelligence. Having no physical body of its own, it infects Gems and takes control of them, forcing them to fight their own kind.
“During the Second Splinter War, Homeworld developed new types of soldier Gems to fight the infected: the rubies, the jaspers…and the amethysts. These were immune to the Splinter, and they eventually drove it from Homeworld.
“If the Splinter has come to Earth, you may now be the only Crystal Gem who can stop it. Pearl will have no resistance, and Garnet’s Sapphire half will be vulnerable. Steven, having my quartz gem, will be susceptible, too.
“I said before that I took a terrible risk in giving birth to Steven. As of now, the Splinter can only infect silicon-based life forms like ourselves. But if they found Steven, they might be able to use him to make the leap to organic beings. And if they manage that, then the Earth and thousands of other worlds could be theirs to conquer.”
“Holy schist,” Amethyst breathed.
“But there is a way to stop it,” Rose continued. “There is something here in the armory that will help you…”
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