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Chapter 5: First Cause
The next morning, Hiro was awakened by the alarm on his phone. He turned it off quickly and slipped away upstairs so he wouldn’t wake Aunt Cass. He hummed quietly as he got dressed, thinking about the wonderful night he’d just had with her.
But as much as Hiro didn’t want to look his incredible gift horse in the mouth, his intense scientific curiosity was getting the better of him. From what he’d seen, whatever had altered reality appeared to have done so in a series of expanding circles, each radiating from a specific person: Honey Lemon, Go Go, Wasabi, Fred, Professor Granville, and himself. Which suggested that whatever happened had begun at school, where they were all in close proximity.
So when Hiro went to the lab that morning, he grabbed a handheld scanner and began searching for signs of unusual radiation. The source was probably long gone, but traces of it might remain.
Sure enough, Hiro found faint emanations all around the lab. But stranger than that was the type of radiation he was detecting, because it wasn’t something that a standard scanner would pick up. Rather, it was the type that Hiro had modified the scanner to detect after Big Hero 6’s encounter with Sirque and her near-disastrous use of the Project Silent Sparrow portal technology she’d stolen from Krei Tech.
“Oh boy,” Hiro murmured.
Like a bloodhound on a scent, Hiro followed the radiation traces out into the hallway, where they were stronger. He moved slowly down the hall and watched his scanner with eagle eyes as he searched for the place where the signal was strongest.
As it turned out, the signal was strongest at the door of a ladies’ room near the center of the building. Hiro knocked on the door and tentatively called, “Anybody in there?”
There was no answer, so Hiro entered cautiously and found that the traces of radiation were strongest by a ventilation grate. He went to fetch the team—including Go Go, who brought a screwdriver and removed the grate.
“Okay, this explains some things,” Hiro said, looking at a set of eight fist-sized steel spheres that sat on the metal floor of the ventilation shaft. They were arranged in a tight circle, each sphere touching the ones next to it.
“They look a lot like the portal spheres that Sirque stole,” Wasabi said.
“This must be the next generation of the technology,” Hiro replied.
“When,” Wasabi groaned, “is Krei Tech going to learn to leave well enough alone?”
It was fortunate that Wasabi’s question was rhetorical, because Hiro had no time to speak before an alarm went off on his phone. He pulled the device out of his pocket.
“Crime alert,” he said. “Momakase and El Fuego are hitting a bank downtown.”
“Huh,” Fred commented. “Kind of a weird team-up. I mean, she’s all stealthy, and he’s all…not.”
Ignoring Fred, Wasabi exclaimed, “This ‘perfect world’ still has supervillains in it?!”
“Yeah, that might be my bad,” Fred said. “You can’t really be a superhero without supervillains.”
Sounding a bit miffed, Go Go replied, “Pretty sure we could. There’s still plenty of regular crime in San Fransokyo.”
“Yeah,” Fred said, “but do you want to spend the rest of your superhero career skating after car thieves and purse snatchers?”
“Fair point,” Go Go replied with a shrug.
They all ran up to the roof, where the team’s Skymax pods were just arriving to deliver their super-suits. Then, thanks to some modifications Hiro couldn’t remember making, a pair of handgrips and foot bars extended from each Skymax pod so that Go Go, Honey Lemon, Fred, and Wasabi could mount their pods like motorcycles. They all took to the sky. with the four pod-riders in a neat formation behind Baymax and Hiro.
His eyes shut and gripping his pod with his hands and knees as though for dear life, Wasabi shouted, “This is a lot faster and more convenient than my car, but I still hate it!”
They landed on the street downtown, and the Skymax pods flew away. Now, the team was standing in front of the First Bank of San Fransokyo. Frightened patrons were running out the building’s double doors, whose glass was largely broken. Hiro let the fleeing people pass, then waved for the others to follow him into the bank.
But before he could even take a step toward the damaged doors, El Fuego burst through them, causing what glass they still had to fly away in shards. The muscular Latino villain had on his bulky, flamejob-painted armored suit, and he held a big green duffel bag stuffed with cash in each of his gauntleted hands.
Momakase, wearing her usual black-and-blue ninja suit and eye mask, slipped out behind El Fuego, holding one of her ultra-sharp, translucent graphene knives.
“Big Hero 6,” the notorious thief and sushi chef said. “Well done getting here in a timely manner. I honestly thought we’d be gone before you arrived.”
“Ha, not me!” El Fuego said. “I’ve been looking forward to burning these ‘heroes’ a new one.”
Momakase rolled her eyes. “Of course you have. But…but first we…what is going on?”
From speakers in various shops along the street, drums played an electro-swing beat while trumpets blared the opening bars of a song. El Fuego put down the two duffel bags, and he and Momakase started tapping their feet to the music.
“Oh, man,” Wasabi exclaimed. “Even the villains are gonna sing?”
El Fuego launched in first.
(To the tune of “Zoot Suit Riot” by the Cherry Poppin’ Daddies)
You were thinkin’ that you’re home free
Ain’t that easy to get rid of me
I’m the baddest and I’m here to say
You best stay out of my way
Now Momakase took over:
You picked the wrong day to
Interfere with me, my friends
Watch out for my blades, fools
Or you’ll wind up julienned
Barb and Juniper, the mother-daughter “crime dancing” duo known as High Voltage, leaped out of a nearby alley, dressed in their short black dresses emblazoned with a purple lightning bolt. Hiro couldn’t help but notice that Juniper’s body had filled out rather a lot since the last time he’d seen her. The two women danced jitterbug style on either side of Momakase and El Fuego as all four villains sang the chorus.
Bad guy blowout
Blowout!
People gonna tremble in fear
Bad guy blowout
Blowout!
All you heroes better disappear
“Um, I don’t want to ruin the moment or anything,” Honey Lemon murmured to the others, “but shouldn’t we, you know, stop them?”
“We should, yeah,” Wasabi murmured, not looking away from the performance.
“Except,” Go Go added, “I kinda want to see where this goes.”
“Yeah,” Fred agreed. “Like, what are they gonna do for the finale?”
Barb and Juniper took the next verse.
We’re electric and oh so hot
Dare anybody to say we’re not
Thunder and lightning are our trademark
Make you sizzle, make you spark
We’re a sexy ‘lectric pair
And our charm can’t be denied
Hiro, come and get your share
We’ll make sure you’re satisfied
Momakase frowned and glanced side to side at the blonde mother and daughter. Then all four villains sang,
Bad guy blowout
Blowout!
People gonna tremble in fear
Bad guy blowout
Blowout!
All you heroes better disappear
As the final instrumental part of the song played. El Fuego grabbed Barb by the forearms and used his armor’s strength-enhancing servos to spin her around in a complete circle, throw her up in the air, and catch her while Momakase and Juniper did simultaneous aerial cartwheels on either side of them. They landed right as El Fuego put Barb back on the ground, and then all four villains took a bow.
“You were right, Freddy,” Honey Lemon said. “That finale was worth waiting for.”
“Now,” El Fuego shouted, “time to crush you!”
He charged at the team, roaring, while Momakase threw her graphene knife at Wasabi, who just barely ducked it and ignited his laser hands. Momakase drew a translucent sword and came at him.
“Okay,” Fred murmured, “waiting might have been a mistake.”
He leaped into the air and breathed a blast of fire at El Fuego. The man laughed as his fireproof suit easily absorbed the heat; then he swatted Fred out of the air with his big mechanical arm.
Go Go took off on her skates and wheeled around to Momakase’s side to throw a disc at her left temple. Momakase sliced the disc in half with her sword and kept advancing on Hiro.
“Baymax, rocket fist!” Hiro shouted.
Baymax fired his fist at Momakase; she dived sideways and rolled to avoid it. Switching her sword to her off hand, she quick-drew another knife and hurled it at Baymax. The super-keen blade sliced right through the metal endoskeleton of Baymax’s left lower leg, and the robot toppled over on his side.
“Oh no,” Baymax said in his odd singsong tone.
Before Hiro could act, Momakase ran at him and hit him in the chest with her shoulder, knocking him to the ground. Then, looming over him, Momakase raised her sword.
“It’s been fun knowing you, Hiro,” she said, “but I think we both knew how our relationship was going to end.”
She brought the blade down—only for Wasabi to hit the flat of it with a perfectly perpendicular strike with one of his laser blades. Strong as Momakase’s graphene weapons were, they couldn’t withstand a blow from that angle, and the translucent blade shattered. Before Momakase could react, one of Go Go’s magnetic wheel-disks hit her in the back of the head and knocked her out.
“You okay, Hiro?” Wasabi asked, turning off his laser weapons and offering the boy a hand up.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” Hiro replied, trying not to dwell on how close to death he had just come. “Thanks, Wasabi. And Go Go,” he added as she skidded to a stop in front of him.
What the heck just happened? Hiro thought. This is my perfect world, so why aren’t I the perfect superhero?
“Nice one, Wasabi,” Fred said, landing next to him. “I mean, I could have stopped her, but I figured I should help Honey Lemon with El Fuego-” He pointed to where El Fuego lay stuck to the pavement, his flamethrower nozzles clogged with pink goop from Honey Lemon’s chemballs. “-and let you handle Momakase.”
“Um, why?” Wasabi asked.
“Superhero courtesy,” Fred replied. “I mean, Momakase’s your nemesis.”
Wasabi narrowed his eyes. “How do you figure that?”
“All of us have had at least one nemesis,” Fred said. “I got Baron Von Steamer because he was my dad’s nemesis, Go Go’s got Supersonic Sue because of the skating thing, Honey Lemon had Globby and Nega-Globby because she basically created them, Hiro had Obake as a ‘dark reflection’ nemesis because of their similar origin stories, and Momakase is your nemesis because of the ‘blades against blades’ thing. It’s always about shared history, or theme, or both.”
“You’ve put way too much thought into this,” Wasabi replied.
Now, Hiro and Go Go were talking to High Voltage, who hadn’t actually participated in the fight but just danced on the sidelines like cheerleaders. Nonetheless, Go Go didn’t seem convinced that they were innocent.
“Last we heard,” she said, “you two were doing ‘community service dancing.’ Don’t tell me you’ve gone back to crime again.”
“Oh, no, we’re still on the straight and narrow,” Barb replied.
“We just happened to be in the neighborhood,” Juniper added, “and we can’t resist a good musical number. Oh, and speaking of numbers…”
She reached into a tiny black-and-purple purse that matched her outfit and took out a flat, gold, rectangular object, which she tossed to Hiro. Half afraid it was a weapon, Hiro turned his head away as he caught it in his gloved hand. But when he turned back to look at it, he saw that it was essentially a calling card: In between two stylized lightning bolts, the name JUNIPER and a phone number were engraved into the metal.
“Call me, wouldja?” Juniper said, winking at him.
“Um, sure,” Hiro replied, blinking. It hadn’t occurred to him that his newfound appeal to attractive women—he was willing to admit to himself that he found Juniper attractive—would work even when he was in his BH6 suit and helmet.
Before Hiro could say anything, Barb and Juniper danced away. Then the police arrived and took Momakase and El Fuego into custody, and the team headed back to school.
***
When the school day ended, Hiro told his lab mates that he was heading home. This was a lie of omission; he was going home, but only to drop off Baymax before he went to Krei Tech.
Hiro told himself that bringing the team along would draw attention, and that he’d have a better chance of finding out what was going on if he went alone, being the only actual Krei Tech employee—albeit an unpaid one—in the group. But deep down, he knew he was just rationalizing his gut feeling that he should go to Krei Tech alone.
The sun was just setting when Hiro parked his scooter in front of the glassy, roughly spiral-shaped Krei Tech building. He showed his employee ID to the guard at the front desk, then went down the hall and turned the corner toward the elevators. He was planning to head down to the R&D labs in the basement, where answers to his questions would most likely be found.
“Hey, Hiro.”
He stopped abruptly and turned to see a woman with short black hair and glasses standing in the doorway of a conference room. It took Hiro a moment to recognize her as Alistair Krei’s assistant. She was wearing a trench coat even though they were indoors and it hadn’t rained in days.
“Um, hey, Judy,” Hiro said.
“I knew you’d show up here sooner or later,” Judy said.
“How’d you know that?”
“Because you’re a science whiz. And because you know more than most people about Silent Sparrow. I figured eventually you’d put two and two together, and then you’d come here for answers.”
Judy pointed to a sofa that was against one of the conference room’s walls and continued, “So why don’t you have a seat, and I’ll give you some?”
“Okay,” Hiro replied.
He sat down on the couch, and Judy closed the conference room door before turning back to him.
“We built new portal tech,” Judy began. “Which was a terrible idea, but you know how Mr. Krei is. His ego needed a win after his dreams of being elected mayor of San Fransokyo died on the vine.
“Anyway, he told me to look at all the engineers’ reports on the new portal and ‘Make sure this thing isn’t a lawsuit waiting to happen.’ That’s when I saw that the new portal was portable, like the version that circus chick used.
“But the more important thing was that the portal didn’t work. At least, it didn’t open a gateway to another dimension like it was supposed to. Instead, weird, random stuff happened. One of the techs, a short guy, came in three inches taller one morning. Another one, a young woman who was pretty flat-chested, gained two cup sizes overnight. And the day after that, Mr. Krei knew all of the techs’ names.
“I was the only one reading all the reports, so I was the only one who realized that the portal was changing reality, and that it could make bigger changes if the spheres were all touching when they were activated.”
Hiro raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t expected an administrative assistant like Judy to have so much technical knowledge.
Then again, he thought, Judy probably has to pick up a lot of slack for Mr. Krei in that area. Maybe she learned on the job.
“But the effect was delayed, and indirect,” Judy continued. “The changes didn’t happen when the portal was activated, and they didn’t happen where it was activated. It was more like the portal energy stuck to the people nearby, and the effects didn’t kick in until later.
“So,” Judy went on, “a couple nights ago, I brought the spheres to your building at SFIT, hid it in a vent in the ladies’ room, and activated it, because I know how you like to work late at your lab.”
“But if you knew what the portal could do,” Hiro asked, “why didn’t you use it to make your own perfect world a reality?”
Judy sighed. “Here’s the thing, Hiro: I’ve never had much of an imagination. I mean, it makes sense, right? Who would want to be Alastair Krei’s assistant except someone who can’t think of something better to do with her life? I’ve never dreamed of being rich and famous, or turning this place into Silvertech…I’m just not interested in that stuff.”
“Silvertech?” Hiro asked.
“My last name is Silverberg,” Judy explained.
“So even though you were at ground zero when the portal went off, you didn’t change anything about the world yourself?”
“I mean, I changed a couple of things.”
Suddenly, Alistair Krei popped his head in the door.
“Ah, there’s my brilliant assistant!” he said. “Judy, nice to see you bonding with our gifted intern. And don’t forget to drop by my office later to talk about that raise and the stock options. Hiro, good to see you.” Then he vanished.
“Long story short,” Judy continued, “I never had a perfect world until I saw yours. So instead of just taking the portal to my apartment and changing the world according to just my imagination, I took it to SFIT and used your imagination, too. I didn’t expect that all your lab friends or your professor would also be there, but I didn’t really care.”
“Wow,” Hiro said. “So…now that you’re in my perfect world—and my friends’ perfect worlds—what do you want?”
Judy shrugged off her trench coat, and Hiro goggled at the curvaceous and utterly nude body beneath it. Judy’s hips were a fraction wider than Aunt Cass’, and her breasts were probably second only to Honey Lemon’s in size.
“I want to be one of your regular girls,” Judy said. “I want you to fuck me, and use me, and impregnate me. I want you to make me worship you the way your other girls do, because it obviously makes them so fucking happy. I’ll be your slave for life if you can make me that happy, too.”
Never had Hiro heard half so much passion in Judy’s voice. He smiled at her and replied, “Slave, huh? I can work with that.”
“I figured you could.”
Hiro stood up from the sofa. Trying to sound like the dom Judy clearly needed him to be, and finding that it was starting to come naturally to him, he replied, “Then get on your knees…slave.”
Judy didn’t hesitate; she just lowered herself down until she was at eye level with Hiro’s crotch, coming to rest on her knees at the very moment Hiro released his hardening cock from his shorts.
“If you really want to prove your dedication,” he said, “get me hard. And then swallow me.”
Hiro didn’t know Judy that well, but from the way she had described her unremarkable life, he tended to doubt that she had ever been asked to deepthroat a cock before. But having been so changed by Hiro’s perfect world, she probably knew how, nonetheless.
In any case, Judy didn’t hesitate to take hold of Hiro’s cock with both hands and jack it slowly but expertly. She smiled as she watched it grow steadily harder in her hands. Hiro couldn’t remember ever seeing her nearly so excited about anything before.
“Wow,” she breathed. “This thing is fucking big.”
“And it’s not even all the way hard yet,” Hiro said.
Judy bowed her head and began licking Hiro’s thick cockhead all over. Then she worked her way down the underside of it until she reached his heavy balls, which she tongued for several seconds before licking her way back to the head.
Even after this treatment, Hiro wasn’t one hundred percent hard, but it still seemed like time for the next step. So he said, “Now, put it in your mouth.”
Judy opened wide, then pushed her head forward until her mouth was completely full of Hiro’s cock. She was looking up at Hiro, which he liked.
“You look good with my cock in your mouth,” he said. “Now, show me how you look with it down your throat.”
Judy took a deep breath through her nose. Then she pushed her head forward, slowly but forcefully, and Hiro watched inch after inch of his cockshaft disappear into her mouth while he felt his cockhead start down her throat. Judy swallowed repeatedly, and even though she was gurgling and gagging, she did not stop forcing more and more of Hiro’s length down her throat.
“Nice,” Hiro breathed as the young woman’s throat bulged visibly from his girth. “You’re doing great, just keep swallowing…”
Judy took in more and more of Hiro’s cock, until the full length of her throat was bulging. She swallowed once every couple of seconds, and each time, her esophageal muscles massaged Hiro’s member exquisitely even as his last few inches passed between her lips and into her mouth. Now, his big balls hung against her chin.
“Yeahhhh, that’s good…” Hiro murmured. “Now, I’m gonna start fucking your throat…”
He put his hands on either side of her head and got a firm grip. Then, gently, he started thrusting. Every movement was a delight as Judy’s lips, tongue, and throat muscles stimulated his cocklength from head to base. Judy, although she was gagging nonstop and had tears streaming down her cheeks, fondled Hiro’s heavy balls with a gentleness that seemed reverent.
His arousal rising higher, Hiro started pumping a little faster. Judy gurgled but put both hands on Hiro’s ass and pulled it toward her face on his every pump, wordlessly urging him to keep fucking her throat. She did the same with her teary eyes as she continued to look up at him.
“Oh, yeah,” Hiro sighed. “You’re gonna be a good little slave…”
Judy’s submissiveness was unlike anything Hiro had seen since the reality-merge began, and that combined with the full-length cock-massage she was giving him inside her body was making him supremely horny. So he let loose and fucked her face at full speed.
Judy gagged and gurgled continuously, but she never stopped looking up at Hiro’s face. She was no longer actively trying to pleasure him; instead, she was fully submitting to him, letting him take her and use her as roughly and deeply as he wished.
Hiro saw the total surrender in her watery eyes, and then he was shouting “HYAAAH!” and shooting a tremendous load straight down her throat and into her stomach. Now she became active again, swallowing and swallowing, her throat muscles squeezing his cock again and again to ensure that every last drop of his cum went into her body where it belonged, consuming so much that her stomach began to bulge.
When Hiro finished cumming, he slowly pulled out of her throat and then her mouth. His thick cock, still partly hard, slapped wetly against his bare thigh. Judy gasped for breath and coughed up a little cum, but she still never broke eye contact with him.
“That was good,” Hiro said. “Your stomach must be feeling pretty full.”
“Oh…it is,” Judy panted. “Now will…you make…my womb…just as full?”
“Not just yet,” Hiro replied. “First you have to show me that your ass can handle my cock. If you want to be my slave, assfucking is mandatory.”
Judy’s face was like that of someone getting on a particularly grand rollercoaster, betraying a mix of fear and excitement. But she did not protest or even hesitate. Instead, she reached for her trench coat and took something out of one of the pockets: a tube of lubricant.
“Of course, Master,” she said.
Hiro smiled just a little. He hadn’t told Judy to call him “Master.” What was more, she’d said it with such sincerity that it was clear to Hiro that this wasn’t simply roleplay on her part. His cock began to grow hard again.
“Master,” she continued, “do you want me to put the lube on you, or on myself?”
“Hmmm,” Hiro replied, “put it on yourself. Make sure you use plenty; I’ve got a lot of length to cover.” He smiled wickedly as he added, “And girth.”
Judy smiled back. Then she got down on all fours on the carpet, facing away from Hiro—presumably so he could watch what she did next.
Instead of using her fingers to apply the lube, Judy put the tip of the tube’s conical nozzle against her asshole and squeezed a bit of lube out. She used this lubrication to push the whole nozzle into her hole; then she squeezed hard, pumping half the contents of the tube up her ass. She looked back over her shoulder at Hiro.
“Do you think that’ll be enough, Master?”
“Probably,” Hiro replied, shrugging. “Now, put that face on the carpet where it belongs.”
Hiro heard Judy begin to pant as she replied, “Yes, Master.” Then she lowered her head and shoulders to the floor, looking back at Hiro as her cheek rested on the carpet.
“And you’d better try to relax,” Hiro said, doing his best to sound masterly as he put the wide head of his cock against Judy’s little rear hole. “Because I’m getting in there no matter what, and it’ll be more comfortable for you if I don’t have to force it in…as hard.”
“Yes, Master.”
Hiro began to push. He heard Judy take a deep breath and let it out, clearly trying to relax as he’d advised. And it seemed to work, because despite the size difference between his thick cock and her tiny hole, it took only a moderate amount of force to push that hole open wide enough for him to start sinking in. Judy let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a groan.
“So big…” she whimpered.
“Yeah it is,” Hiro replied, pushing in deeper. “But if you’re going to be my slave, you need to be able to take it like this whenever I want.”
“Yes…Master…”
Hiro generally liked to go in to the balls before he started fucking, and this time, he made a special effort to get every millimeter of his member into Judy’s ass. If she truly wanted to be his slave, he wanted to make sure she knew what she was getting into.
“You like that?” Hiro asked as pressed his crotch against her plush ass. “If you want to be a good slave, you’ll have to take this much cock every time I fuck your ass.”
“Oh…God…yes…” Judy gasped. “I’m so full…of your cock…it feels…oh God…”
Starting to slowly pump Judy’s ass, Hiro said, “I’m not surprised you like it. Go Go says it makes her feel like I own her ass.”
“You own…mine…too…”
Hiro felt no need to rush this; after all, if Judy really wanted to prove herself fit to be his sex slave, then she needed to demonstrate that she could handle him using her body for as long as he wished. So he continued fucking her slowly for the next fifteen minutes, listening to her moan and whimper as he plumbed the depths of her ass.
Even though Hiro kept his pace steady, the little sounds Judy was making gradually grew louder and whinier. Hiro could tell from the sound alone that Judy was dealing with two conflicting emotions: the discomfort and shame of being deeply violated and used, and the desire for more. She would need to get over the discomfort and shame before she could fully give in to the desire.
“Just relax,” Hiro said, still pumping her ass slowly and steadily. “If this is the world you want to live in, then you have to embrace it. Completely.”
Over the next minute, Judy’s moans lost some of their whimpering tone. But not all of it.
“Please…Master…” she begged, panting. “Please…fuck me…harder…”
“Attagirl,” Hiro said.
Fucking Judy’s tight, plush ass for so long had put him in the mood to take things up a notch. So for both their sakes, he fucked Judy faster.
“Yes…” Judy gasped. “Yes…please…don’t stop…please fuck…my ass…it makes…me feel…so…alive…”
Hiro kept up the same speed but focused on thrusting in to the balls so that he would hit her deepest places again and again. Judy began to moan continuously.
“I knew…you’d like that…” Hiro panted. “I think…I’m gonna…fuck…your ass…a lot…from now on…”
Judy made a series of loud whimpers. They were entirely incoherent, but Hiro had no trouble understanding their meaning: Judy was begging him to fuck her ass every single day he came to Krei Tech, and probably outside of work, too.
Still focusing on fucking Judy deeply, Hiro gradually increased his pace until his narrow hips were smacking against the secretary’s big ass, making it jiggle like mad.
“Get…ready…Judy…” Hiro grunted. “Gonna…fill…your ass…”
“Yes! PLEASE!” Judy screamed. “FILL MY ASS!”
The progression to this moment had been so long and slow that Hiro had built up a huge load of cum. So when he shouted “AAAAAAH!” and squeezed Judy’s broad ass in his hands, he pumped a tremendous amount of hot seed far up into her bowels. Judy shrieked with orgasm, and her asshole clutched the base of Hiro’s cock again and again as though trying to make him shoot even more into her.
When Hiro finally stopped cumming and opened his eyes, he saw that Judy’s belly was bulging so much that it touched the carpet beneath her. He supposed this was the cumulative effect of shooting a big load into her stomach and then an even bigger one in her ass.
He pulled his cock out of her ass, causing seed to gush from it. Judy moaned, the sound full of both discomfort and pleasure. Hiro walked around in front of her, his cum-slick cock hanging heavily just inches from her face.
“Clean me off,” Hiro commanded. “Then get me hard again. You can do that any way you want.” Then, seeing a brief flicker of disappointment on Judy’s face and guessing that it was because giving her a choice wasn’t masterly enough for her, he added, “But if I’m not hard as a rock in five minutes, you won’t get any loads in your pussy tonight.”
Galvanized, Judy practically leaped up from the floor and ran out the conference room door. Her big tits and big ass bounced wildly as she ran, and Hiro could hear cum sloshing inside her. He felt aroused by that and wondered if that was weird.
According to Hiro’s watch, which he was keeping an eye on so as to enforce his promised deadline, just under a minute had passed by the time Judy reappeared, somewhat cleaner but still stark naked, in the conference room doorway. Hiro wondered if she’d had to pass by the security guard out front.
Judy rushed up to Hiro and dropped to her knees to clean off his flaccid, heavy-hanging cock with a wet washcloth. At the same time, she vigorously tongued his big balls.
Well, she knows how to multitask, Hiro thought. But what else is she going to do to get me hard again in the three-and-a-half minutes she has left?
Judy flung the washcloth away and moved her mouth to Hiro’s cockhead. She licked it energetically and thoroughly, going over its entire surface again and again with the flat of her tongue. Then, the moment his erection began to show signs of returning, she started bobbing her head on it, massaging its circumference with her lips.
Nice, Hiro thought. He hadn’t given her a chance to suck him before she swallowed his cock, so he was glad that she now had the opportunity to demonstrate her oral skills
He wondered if she would swallow his cock again and use her throat muscles to massage him back to full hardness. But instead, she continued to bob her head on his member and looked up at his face. When she saw him looking back down at her, she moved her hands from the base of his cock to her large breasts, fondling them for his enjoyment. She variously squeezed them, lifted them from beneath, and pressed them together. Then she moved on to fingering, pinching, and tugging her large nipples. Hiro could feel his cock growing harder.
This is hot, he thought. I’ve got to ask Honey Lemon to do this for me sometime.
“I think I’m hard enough now,” Hiro said. “Lie down on the conference table. I like my girls to spread their legs nice and wide.”
Judy released her grip on her nipples and released Hiro’s cock from her mouth. Then she rose to her feet, walked over to the conference table, and sat her broad, naked ass on its edge.
She laid back and opened her legs wide, grabbing them under her knees so as to pull them even farther apart. A tightness in her mouth suggested that this was at least a little uncomfortable for her, but also that she was absolutely determined to do it.
“Please fuck me, Master,” she said with a little grunt.
“Oh, I’m definitely gonna fuck you,” Hiro said. “I’m gonna fuck you good and pregnant.” Despite Judy’s discomfort, the secretary’s eyes lit up.
“I’m really gonna take my time with this,” Hiro continued as he spread Judy’s pussy open with his fingers and put his thick cockhead against her fuckhole. “Because I want to have a really huge load to shoot in you.”
“Yes, please, Master.”
He pushed in. Judy moaned so loudly that Hiro hoped that Alastair Krei and any employees who worked on this floor had gone home for the evening.
He fucked her for more than an hour. Periodically, he changed their position, moving from the conference table to missionary on the sofa to cowgirl on the carpeted floor; there, he played with her big tits as she rode him slowly, per his instruction. Then he bent her over the back of the sofa to take her from behind. Each of these changes in position was just a momentary pause in the fucking, which went on and on until Judy was panting, sweating, and whimpering feebly. Yet she never once asked Hiro to stop.
Finally, Hiro pushed her down on her back on the floor, put her calves on his shoulders, and took her mating-press style. Only then did he speed up the pace of the fucking, thrusting into her faster and harder until he was pounding her well-used pussy.
“You’re…about…to get…pregnant…Judy…” he grunted.
“Yes…please…Master…” she whimpered. “Please…make…your…baby…in…me…”
“HaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA!” Hiro roared. His deeply buried cock pumped immense quantities of seed straight up into Judy’s womb. Judy screamed and screamed as her belly swelled with Hiro’s load. Hiro pushed with his hips to keep his cock hilted in her and ensure that all his fertile cum went as deep inside her as possible.
When it ended, Hiro got up off the sweating, panting Judy. She panted with exhaustion, and her belly was bulging, but she had an open-mouthed, blissful smile on her face. When Hiro pulled out of her, cum gushed from her gaping pussy and soaked into the carpet. Luckily, in moments a trio of cleaning bots appeared in the doorway and stopped, seemingly waiting for Hiro and Judy to move.
Hiro helped Judy up off the floor and onto the sofa, knowing the cleaning bots would take care of any stains she left there.
“I get it now,” Judy said dreamily. “I get why all those women and girls worship you, and become your willing slaves. When your cock went down my throat, I felt…owned by you, mastered by you. You were filling me up so much that my body didn’t feel like it was just my own anymore; instead, it was like you owned it just as much as I did. Maybe even more. And then, when you fucked my ass, you took ownership of that part of me, too. And now that you’ve fucked every inch of my pussy and put your baby in me, you own every part of me. I’m your property forever.”
Hiro thought of something that sent a stab of disappointment through his chest.
“Is it really forever, though? The residual portal radiation can’t last forever. Sooner or later, it will fade to the point where it has no more effect.”
“That’s the good part,” Judy replied. “The portal has already done its job. Now that the different universes have come together, it doesn’t take any more juice to keep them together. This is reality now.”
Hiro went quiet and let that sink in. Up to now, he’d harbored at least a little bit of doubt that all of this was going to last. Knowing for sure that all these crazy changes were permanent was wonderful, and a little scary.
I guess all good changes are, he thought.
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