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The Secret of Bezel	By : GrayNeko Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 27784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A dark rooftop lit up with a sphere of purple light and a rush of wind, a figure stepping from the sphere before it shrank and disappeared, the wind dying with it. Clad in a magenta trench coat and a darker purple outfit that clung to her exceedingly full frame, Charmcaster looked at a mirror carved from crystal in her hand. A purple dot at the center represented her and a red dot told her that some magical artifact was being activated nearby. According to her mirror it was something involving Bezel and where there was Bezel, there was power. Hopefully it was some inexperienced fool she could handle easily enough and take whatever it was off them without any problem.
Her heels clicked on the roof top as she approached the edge that looked over the alley that ran between buildings. The two dots moved closer, confirming the location of the magical artifact. She peeked over the edge of the roof and spotted a figure moving towards the mouth of the alley. Her lavender eyes widened as she recognized the red hair of the person when light from the street hit her.
Charmcaster had to stop her hand from instinctively dipping into the bag at her hip. She had nearly given away her position just to get revenge on that little bitch Gwen Tennyson, otherwise known as Lucky Girl. Charmcaster sunk down as Gwen looked around, using the edge as cover. Wait, what was that red glint on that bitch’s head?
Charmcaster peeked again to take another look. That was the Keystone of Bezel! That stupid little cunt had fucked up bad and Charmcaster had to bite back a laugh at the thought that Gwen had no idea what she was in for. All she had to do now was follow her and wait. Charmcaster brushed back a loose strand of silver hair before she reached into her magical pouch and pulled out a wand that defied the limits of the little bag. It was a length of black wood with a purple crystal set into the top, the limbs of wood appearing to have grown around the crystal.
It was similar to her uncle’s staff and if the great and dreaded Hex ever found out it was her that had stolen it he would make her life a living hell. Her knuckles became white as she gripped the wand, the thought of her abusive uncle and Gwen’s proximity made her wish for something she could obliterate utterly. She sighed as she brought herself under control, a cool head was needed for magic to work properly, no time for mistakes now.
Crouching on her knees she slowly raised herself up to catch Gwen disappear from the mouth of the alley and skulk down the street, avoiding the light of the streetlamps as she pulled up clothes that fit her poorly. Charmcaster tapped her boots with her wand and stepped off the edge of the roof. Purple light emanated from her feet as she walked across thin air to the roof of the next building. She followed Gwen this way for some time, waiting for the right moment.
She smirked as Gwen stopped to watch some women hanging around the corner across the street. It was clear they were prostitutes but how would Gwen go about securing one of them? Charmcaster watched closely and saw the red light of the Keystone flare into Gwen’s eyes as she made eye contact with one of the women. A younger woman, probably still in her mid-teens, suddenly froze as the light from Gwen’s eyes struck her.
So it would be mind control, would it? Charmcaster didn’t have to worry about it being used against her, that sort of thing only worked on the weak willed and she was anything but. The girl began a slow walk across the street, her eyes glazed over as her will became not her own.
“Is that a shy one over there Charlene?” One of the other prostitutes called out to the girl as they noticed her heading towards Gwen who was half hidden in the shadows.
When they got no answer they turned back to looking for johns of their own, but not before calling out to her, “Make sure to share if he’s a stallion.”
Charlene reached the shadows where Gwen has hiding and the two went further out of sight. Charmcaster continued to watch as Gwen felt up the girl’s body, pulling at her clothes without any resistance from the brain washed prostitute. Charmcaster thought it looked rather boring, the prostitute reduced to little more than a doll. She liked her sexual encounters to have a little fight in them. She had to admit that Gwen’s performance was actually quite arousing, the girl was shedding her clothes and stroking the impressive cock the Keystone had bestowed upon her while her other hand worked on pushing Charlene’s underwear down around her knees. The strange sight was causing dampness to gather in the crotch of her leather pants but she wouldn’t admit to herself that Gwen was the cause. She kept telling herself that she was horny for power and couldn’t wait till she had the Keystone.
Charmcaster smirked as she noticed how antsy Gwen was, the desire to satisfy the urges of the Keystone was making her desperate. She wasted no time with foreplay on Charlene, pushing the prostitute up against a wall and lifting her up with Keystone imbued strength.
Now would be the time to strike, Charmcaster thought, it would be best to try and take her when she was most distracted by the thrall of the Keystone. Charmcaster’s grip tightened on her wand as she stood up and stepped off the roof. She fell like a feather towards the ground, the click of her heels masked by Gwen’s moans and the sounds of two bodies colliding in the throes of passion.
Both hands gripped her wand as she moved as quietly as possible. If she could get one good shot in with the crystal of her wand then Gwen would go down without a struggle. She steeled her nerve as she came within striking distance and then gasped.
The entire time she had made her approach Charlene had been staring vacantly past Gwen, her empty eyes taking in nothing but reflecting everything, including Charmcaster. Not only that but behind the fog of her eyes a hungry intelligence lay in wait and now two piercing red lights suddenly penetrated through the haze. That bitch Gwen had been aware of her the entire time! Panicking, Charmcaster tried to jab her wand forward but Gwen spun with inhuman speed and batted it away. Not only did she knock it away but she rested it from Charmcaster’s grasp with a twist of her arm and then brought it down on Charmcaster’s shoulder as she tried to dodge out of the way.
Currents of pain tore through Charmcaster’s body as waves of purple energy encased her. She fell to the ground, her body wracked with spasms as the magic kept her paralyzed. She was left staring at the filthy ground of the alley, a wad of dirty newspapers fluttering in the edge of her vision as she lacked even the ability to turn her head in the slightest.
The sound of bodies grinding together picked up as Gwen resumed her unfinished business with Charlene. Charmcaster felt tears form and fall down her face as she tried desperately to move and failed. She wasn’t going to let that happen to her, she wasn’t!
And then moans accompanied by a red flash of light filled the alley and the tears poured from Charmcaster’s eyes as the sound of a body slumping to the ground filled her ears. Gwen’s footsteps sounded like they were inside her skull and her eyes shut when hands grasped her, one on her arm and the other grabbed the base of her long ponytail. Her slackened body was lifted off the ground and a hand cupped her chin to turn her head. She kept her eyes shut until a painful squeeze forced her to open them, peering through her tears at the malicious grin splitting Gwen’s face.
“Nice to see you Charmcaster, I was hoping you would show,” Gwen said as she tore Charmcaster’s clothes to shreds. Charmcaster shivered mentally as her naked body was exposed to the cool night air and Gwen fondled her up and down. Her gasp was stifled in her throat as Gwen roughly jammed several fingers inside her pussy.
“Already wet? You know, I always knew you were a total slut and for that you need to be punished.”
Charmcaster’s eyes widened in fear as Gwen lowered her towards the ground until her head was level with Gwen’s crotch. As soon as her eyes caught sight of Gwen’s throbbing cock Charmcaster uttered a scream that came out as little more than a whimper. Gwen laughed at the sound as she brought Charmcaster’s head closer and opened her mouth. Charmcaster redoubled her efforts to move, to thrash her body in the slightest as the head slid past her lips and the shaft continued into her mouth.
Her uncle’s face flashed in her mind, replacing Gwen’s face as he sneered down at her and her eyes shut in terror as she tried to banish the long buried memory. She couldn’t let those thoughts overwhelm her, she needed to stay calm and maybe she could still pull this off.
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Gwen moaned again as the new sensations made her shiver. She pressed her dick in until Charmcaster gagged as her head poked the back of her throat, Charmcaster’s paralyzed body finally heaving in a fit of coughing around Gwen’s cock. Gwen pulled her cock back, leaving the tip to probe Charmcaster’s mouth, pushing it against her cheeks like she had seen in porn videos that Ben had stupidly left on her computer. Her mouth was unlike anything else Gwen had felt tonight, smooth and rough surfaces exciting different kinds of pleasure that had her fingering her own pussy as the Keystone made pain and pleasure the same exquisite sensation for her. Soon she returned to face fucking Charmcaster for everything she was worth. She had to stop though as she felt a climax coming and she was far from done with her archenemy.
Charmcaster looked worse for wear, her eyes had taken on a hollow glaze, as if the shock of what Gwen had done to her had shattered her psyche and forced her to retreat into her mind. Well Gwen had learned a trick or two besides the sexual abilities and she wasn’t going to let Charmcaster get off easy.
She grasped Charmcaster’s head with both hands and stared into those empty eyes as her own flared red once more. The surroundings of the alley melted away as Gwen entered Charmcaster’s mind, a haze of purple mist rose up around her in every direction until it faded to black in the horizons.
Gwen smirked as she began walking even though she perceived no actual sense of motion from the act. Somewhere in here Charmcaster was hiding and when Gwen found her the woman would never be right in the head again.
Gwen wasn’t sure how long she had walked before the scenery finally began to change. Ahead of her she perceived a mass of round shapes, growing larger and larger until she was surrounded by a shifting pile of bubbles, each nearly three feet wide. They were glassy in nature and when Gwen focused on one it was like looking at a picture screen, seeing images through someone else’s eyes. She ran a hand along one and experienced a wave of the five senses that made her draw her hand back in shock.
Memories. These were Charmcaster’s memories. Gwen began looking for interesting memories, ones that would show her the true Charmcaster and allow her to dominate the witch completely. She got so caught up in her hunt that she missed the rapid approach of one of the bubbles. She caught sight of it just in time to raise her arms, the bubble breaking over her outstretched hands.
That didn’t stop the world from reeling as Gwen found herself in someplace she didn’t recognize, a dirty and run down old mansion that was filled with the rotting odor of death.
“They’re gone now Charm, I’m all that you’ve got left.”
She felt herself turn and uncontrollably shrank back as Hex filled her vision. He was younger than she remembered him but was still covered in black and white body paint. He leered at her as he seemed to tower over her like a giant and then she was screaming as his hands groped her body, completely overpowering her despite her struggling.
“Don’t resist, Charm, we both need this. Come on, stop fighting! Stop it you little…”
“Bitch!” The voice was Charmcaster’s now as the memory receded and Gwen found herself on her hands and knees, gasping for air as the last remnants of the memory had been of being choked.
A blast of energy knocked Gwen to the ground completely and then she buckled around a swift kick to her ribs. Charmcaster glared balefully down at Gwen, dressed again in her clothes and filled with confidence. She summoned another bubble to her, wincing as her hand made contact with the sphere but then she focused on Gwen and couldn’t hold back a malicious smile.
“You fucked up when you followed me in here. This is where I’m strongest. Now you’re going to pay and then I’m going take the Keystone.”
With that she hurled the bubble onto Gwen and everything spun as the bubble broke. Gwen tried to close her eyes but that didn’t shut out what the bubble contained.
She was chained to a wall in a dungeon, an array of horrid tools sat before her, the light of a torch giving them a menacing gleam.
“A true master of the arcane must be able to focus through anything lest their concentration be ruined and they are rendered powerless,” Hex said as he stepped into the pool of light. His hands ran over the tools as he stared at her body. “You have the spell I taught you to free yourself. Try and complete it before I do too much damage.”
Gwen couldn’t slow her breathing down as she panicked, her mouth fumbled over the words as Hex picked up a pair of tongs and a whip-like cord of leather. His shadow fell over her as his laughter drowned the scream that wrenched from her throat.
Gwen shivered as the memory faded, a small groan escaping her lips as her body ached with all the wounds that had been inflicted onto Charmcaster. Gwen managed to lift her head and peered at Charmcaster through her fiery locks of hair.
“Not so tough in here are you bitch?”
Charmcaster bent down to grab Gwen by her hair but froze as Gwen muttered something.
“What was that?” Charmcaster’s eyes widened as she straightened, stepping away from Gwen.
“Pathetic. Always the pathetic the little girl. That’s all you’ll ever be.”
“S-s-shut up. Shut up! Don’t say that!” Charmcaster stammered as she took another step back. Gwen was pushing herself onto her hands and knees, her eyes on Charmcaster all the while.
“Weakling. You were always useless,” Gwen’s voice began to change as she continued to speak, it became deeper and started to resonate with force. “Just like your parents. Maybe they would still be alive if you had been stronger. If you had been able to stop me!”
With her last words Gwen’s visage began to change. She swelled in size as her skin darkened and white lines appeared all over her body. Soon a giant Hex was standing over Charmcaster, reaching down to grab her in a massive hand. She screamed and struggled but her concentration was shattered by the overwhelming presence of her uncle.
As she was squeezed within his grasp he began to change, his shape becoming blurry as three chunks of him separated and reformed. They all turned into Gwen, still wearing the black and white body paint, and the three of them took hold of Charmcaster as the giant Hex faded away.
“Poor.”
“Little.”
“Charmcaster.”
The three Gwens spoke one after the other so the words came out as if spoken by one. They laughed as they stripped Charmcaster of her clothes again, roughly grabbing at her as she was once again exposed. She should have been able to stop them, she had the control here but every time she tried to focus the image of her uncle bloomed before her eyes and her concentration shattered all over again.
“It was a nice try,” the Gwens spoke, all three whispering into her ears as they licked and sucked on her neck, “trying to trap me in here. But now I’m in control and this is totally going to blow your mind.”
The Gwens then positioned themselves around Charmcaster and began stuffing her with their cocks. She tried to scream as her ass and pussy were stretched but it was cut off as the third Gwen shoved her cock into her mouth and proceeded to face fuck her as she had done in the physical world, only this time there was no escape.
The landscape around them began to change, chaotic shifting and roiling of the purple mist as Charmcaster fought them with everything she had. The Gwens laughed at her attempts and Charmcaster soon found that they had altered themselves so that thick bursts of cum jetted out of their cocks with every thrust into her. Of what she could taste in her mouth made her want to gag and yet she couldn’t help but gulp as much of it down as Gwen continued to shove her dick into her mouth. She felt like she was going to burst as cum pumped into her ass and pussy.
The violations of her body soon had her moaning and grasping at the bodies surrounding her. She sucked on Gwen’s cock with a hunger, forcing it deeper into her throat as her muscles tightened around the other Gwens’ cocks. They all moaned as they pushed themselves relentlessly into her until the landscape shifted again. The purple hue of everything shifted to a red as dark as blood and continued to grow darker. Eventually everything became black and Charmcaster and the Gwens floated in a void. It took Charmcaster a moment to realize that the Gwens had faded as well, she still felt their touch upon her skin, craved it even.
She spun in the darkness until two glowing points appeared, pinpricks though she had no idea how close they were with nothing to judge distance by. Very quickly they either approached or swelled in size and Charmcaster thought they would resolve into Hex’s eyes. Instead she found herself facing something far worse, something inhuman, even by her uncle’s standards. She screamed as red light enveloped her and the eyes of Bezel rushed towards her, a gaping maw splitting the darkness beneath them to devour her.
Charmcaster’s body shook in a sudden spasm as Bezel’s mouth closed around her. Only she wasn’t surrounded by darkness anymore, it had been replaced by the alley once more. She had one clear glimpse of Gwen looking down on her with a smug grin, her cock dripping cum onto Charmcaster’s face, before things began to blur and run together. Charmcaster managed a weak but satisfied sneer at Gwen before a blow to the side of her head sent her back into the darkness with a vengeance.
***
Gwen stared at Charmcaster’s prone form, her fist unclenching at her side after striking the silver-maned spell caster down. She had been slightly caught off guard when Charmcaster had remained conscious after the Keystone had absorbed her sexual energy, and then she had given Gwen that strange look. She wasn’t sure why it had made her lash out or even if it had been purely her, it was getting harder to tell when the Keystone was influencing her anymore.
She tried to forget about Charmcaster as she redressed and made her way to the other end of the alley. For the first time that night Gwen wished the Keystone was done with her.
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The first thing Ben was aware of was his head and how much it felt like it was stuffed with cotton. Then he noticed another body lying against his own as well as his own nakedness and his eyes shot open.
In the dimness of the Rustbucket he was able to make out the back of a girl’s naked body. The darkness of her hair told him it wasn’t Gwen.
Wait. Gwen?! Why the hell would he think it was Gwen? Who the hell was it anyway?!
Ben reached over and gently pulled on her shoulder. Kai’s face jumped out of the darkness and Ben bolted to his feet. He looked for his clothes, his mind shuffling through the arsenal of aliens for one that could solve this problem. What had he done? He couldn’t remember anything after the party. Had he been slipped something? WHAT HAD HE DONE?!
Ben stopped as he realized he was clutching at his head so hard it was starting to hurt. He was freaking out and needed to calm down. It never occurred to him that Kai might have slept with him of her own free will and the entire thing had been consensual.
Then light flooded the windows of the Rustbucket as what Ben thought must be a star bloomed right outside. His hands rose to protect his eyes as he heard Grandpa Max and Wes both yell in surprise. They shouted to each other before Ben heard two heavy thumps. His eyes narrowed as he forgot about Kai for the moment, bigger things were happening. In his mind he pictured Fourarms, the massive alien was always his favorite when times called for getting messy. He held the image in his head, waiting to transform when the threat became clear.
The light outside intensified around the doorway of the r.v. until Ben was squinting as he faced it head on.
The door nearly came off its hinges as golden light poured in. Ben’s eyes closed for a split second and then he found himself blinking a lot more as he recognized the figure filling the doorframe.
“Gwen?”
Only it wasn’t the Gwen he knew, the Gwen he had seen earlier today. This Gwen was older, at least by a decade or so. Her hair was longer and her clothes were similar to what he remembered of the future Gwen who had visited him in the past.
“Ben, we have to hurry! Young me is going to die any minute!”
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