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There's a Bad Bloom On the Rise	By : jackrabbit Category: +S through Z > W.I.T.C.H. Views: 6168 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 9 --- Dropping In On a Drop

Irma cruised over the city at low speed. Being in a hurry was counterproductive. First, she was searching and might miss something if going too fast. Second, she would be in the air a good part of the night and would have to conserve strength.
In addition to the other gear, the techo-twins had supplied night vision goggles with builtin zoom. Even though the Dark Drops were magically created, they still had body heat, as did their victims. She also had sensitive listening equipment that was expected to pick up screams from the ground.
Irma’s head was in constant motion, continuously scanning a swath of the landscape. There were only 12 girls to cover the entire city, so their patrol areas were pretty big. Timmy was controlling the movement from the restaurant, directing the flyers to ensure that every city block was covered. Because of the GPS units, he knew where everyone was. With the comm, he could tell them where to go.
Irma noticed that she was approaching a couple of skyscrapers. As she continued scanning the ground, she started climbing at a rate that would put her just over them. That way she could check for a rooftop rape, since that appeared to be one of the new Dark Drop modes of operation. Past the buildings, she descended again to put the ground in closer proximity to her optic and auditory equipment. She used shallow climb and descent rates for these side trips to avoid tiring herself out.
Periodically she heard positioning commands from Timmy. “Queen, 223...Tunes, 017...Boss, 140...Heart, 320.” So Elyon, Musa, Faragonda, and Will had received heading changes. Irma saw that she was approaching the edge of downtown and listened carefully. Sure enough, she heard her own course change. “Water, 087.” She started a slow turn and held it until the heading indicator built into her goggles showed 087. Then she returned to scanning the landscape below.
As she patrolled, conflicting emotions ran through Irma’s mind. She hoped that they would find the Dark Drops, but she also dreaded what was likely to be a pretty awful experience whether they won or lost. She wondered whether they even would find the Drops. A handful of girls was trying to locate two other highly-mobile girls in a decent-sized city. It would be easy for one of the Drops to be taking a rest between rapes in one of the dark alleys she was passing over. Behind a dumpster, blocking the heat signature. And then after she passed over, the refreshed Drop could look for her next victim.
As Irma scanned the ground, she caught something out of the corner of her eye. She swivelled her head to face that way, but didn’t see anything on the ground in that direction. She was facing what looked like a high-rise apartment building. An office building wouldn’t have terraces. Even though no one was in front of the building, they were looking for someone who could fly. So Irma slowly scanned up the side of the building.
There it was! Somewhere around the tenth floor, there was a flash of light. It flared out the optics for three or four seconds. When the scene cleared, Irma concentrated on the location where the flash had occurred. The infrared was picking up body heat, at a position outside the building. When there was another flash, Irma realized that she was looking at one of the Dark Drops breaking into an apartment.
She keyed her comm. “Water.”
Timmy responded immediately. “Water, go.”
“I have a target.”
“All units prepare to converge. Water, we need a confirmation. Get close enough to identify, but do not engage.”
Irma turned toward the apartment building, increasing speed. Fortunately, wings were good for stealth. The slight buzz was nothing compared to engine noise. And the target was unlikely to be able to see in the dark as well as she could. She got within a hundred yards or so, completely undetected, and looked carefully. Irma couldn’t see the wings, because they were moving, but the target was definitely hovering a few feet away from the building, a technique beyond most cat burglars.
Irma turned away from the building and spoke into her comm softly. “Water. Confirmed.” Then she turned back around, as she heard Timmy redirecting their little air force to her location, giving new headings to every member of the group. Timmy already knew where she was because of the GPS. Now he was sending everyone else there. And of course they knew that full speed was required.
There was another flash, and another flareout of her vision system. She took off the goggles and clipped them to the Batman-like utility belt she had been given. While she waited for the others, she analyzed the Drop more carefully, finally deciding it was Dark Flora. The skirt was longer and she was having trouble breaking in. Dark Bloom’s Shadowfire could probably have done it with one shot.
Unfortunately, Dark Flora broke through on the next shot, and the entire wall of the apartment fell down. The evil fairy charged through the hole, followed by a woman’s scream.
Irma looked around frantically for reinforcements, but none of the others were in sight yet. She agonized over whether she should follow orders and wait for backup or whether she should try to save the victim. And in doing so, take on Dark Flora by herself. The woman screamed again, more terror-stricken this time, galvanizing Irma to action. She took off, heading directly for the apartment at high velocity.
As Irma passed through the gaping hole she had to evaluate the situation at lightning speed because of her velocity. Fortunately, Dark Flora was standing right in the middle of the apartment, slapping the victim around. By the time the Dark Drop knew Irma was there and turned in her direction, the Guardian had fired a powerful water blast right in her face. A split second later she rolled over and body slammed the evil fairy, the velocity driving both of them across the room and into the wall. Both Dark Drop and Guardian were stunned by the collision, but Dark Flora more so because she had been pounded by both Irma and the wall.
Even though dazed, Irma kept blasting Dark Flora with hard streams of water to keep her off balance, and simultaneously yelled at the intended victim. “Get the fuck out of here!! Run!!”
The woman complied, fleeing from the apartment, still screaming. Irma took off through the broken outer wall, then hovered a few yards away to see if Dark Flora would come after her or try to reacquire the victim.
Dark Flora came after her. The old saw “be careful what you wish for” ran through her mind as she took off at the highest speed of which she was capable.
The flight games played by the fairies and Guardians above the skies of Magix had been for fun and sex, but Irma had gleaned information from them that was useful to her now. In general, the fairies were faster than the Guardians, but the latter were more maneuverable. And Irma was second only to Hay Lin in flight skill. So her tactic was not so much to get out of range of Dark Flora’s power, but simply to avoid being hit by it. Fortunately, magical powers were not part of the electromagnetic spectrum. Unlike lasers, a magical bolt did not travel at the speed of light. If you were good at dodging, you could avoid a hit, at least for a while. If she could just hold on until reinforcements arrived, she might get through this.
Irma gained altitude as she dodged and weaved to avoid Dark Flora’s energy bursts. Periodically she spun around, flying backwards, and fired another shot from her builtin water cannon. Unlike the evil fairy’s power, Irma could bend the trajectory of her water spikes in flight and hit the target even with hasty aiming.
As the two magic flyers fought, Irma noticed that the battle had drifted a couple of blocks over and a hotel with a rooftop swimming pool was right under her. She lifted the entire volume of water out of the pool and whacked Dark Flora with it, stunning the evil clone and dropping her 100 feet before she recovered. Since the ammunition had not been spent, Irma then enclosed her opponent in a giant water ball, preventing her from either flying or breathing. She didn’t intend to drown the fairy, just take some of the fight out of her.
Apparently Dark Flora had managed to take a deep breath before being entombed, because she calmly looked at Irma from the inside of the liquid sphere, then raised her arm and fired a shot directly at the Guardian through the water. The effort of manipulating a swimming pool volume of water had caused Irma to stall in a fixed location, so for the first time she received a direct hit and was knocked out of the sky.
Irma and the big water globe with the fairy inside both fell toward the pavement far below. The ball broke up into drops as it fell and Dark Flora was able to flap her wings again, though they were less efficient until the water was flung off them. Irma was semi-conscious from the magic whack, but she managed to use her wings well enough to break her fall, hitting the concrete with a hard, but non-lethal impact.
Irma rolled over painfully and got up as far as her knees. She felt a hand grab her violently by the neck, then another hand pulled up her skirt and ripped away her panties. Realizing she was about to become part of the problem rather than the solution by being raped herself, she looked back at the Dark Drop in alarm.
This was the first time that she had gotten a good look at Dark Flora’s face. It was a surreal experience. Except for the water-blasted hair and expression of combined evil, lust, and hate, she could be looking at the Flora she knew and loved. The contradiction was jarring. Fortunately, Dark Flora seemed rather jarred herself at finding Irma with a pair of balls. Apparently the possibility of Guardian gonads had not been one of the memories transferred to the Dark Drop when she was created. Irma took advantage of the confusion to direct the evil fairy’s attention to her own balls, throwing her leg up to kick Dark Flora in the nuts with all her strength. This tactic worked as well on evil fairies as it did on guys. The magically-created boystuff registered pain as easily as it registered pleasure.

As Dark Flora doubled over in agony, Irma staggered to her feet and pulled her skirt back down. The water from the swimming pool was still all over the steet. Irma formed it into a large number of water baloons without the balloon and pelted her opponent with them. But unfortunately she was still dazed enough herself that she had not thought to move. Dark Flora blindly fired a power burst towards Irma’s last known position, catching her in the chest at point blank range.
When Irma came to, she found herself lying flat on her back. It took a quarter of a minute for her to remember where she was and what had happened. Then she felt a pang of alarm when she realized she was still in danger. Dark Flora was unlikely to have just walked away after knocking her unconscious. Irma felt no more pain in her asshole than anywhere else, so somehow she hadn’t been raped yet, but she had to get back into defense mode to make sure she wasn’t.
When Irma sat up and looked around, she realized why she was still intact. A couple of the other girls had arrived to take up the fight. The hotel had a large growth of ivy against one wall, and Cornelia had managed to entangle Dark Flora in it, flattening her against the brick wall. Apparently she had been maneuvered close to the wall and Corny had commanded the ivy to grab her. Her arms were pinned in a spreadeagled position, preventing her from attacking anyone. She could still fire power bursts, just not at her opponents.
Irma had thought that the pounding in her head was from the hit that knocked her out, but it was actually coming from a couple of giant magical speakers that Musa was using to assault Dark Flora as she hung there. Corny had her hands over her ears to shut out the incredible noise, but the evil fairy was unable to move her arms and had to take the sonic attack at full force.
As Irma got to her feet, she noticed a bright light in the sky moving toward them. As it approached, she realized that there was a human figure in the center. Bloom had triggered the Dragonfire, and was ready to unleash it. Irma had seen the Dragonfire in use before, but at night it was even more impressive. It was fucking blinding.
Bloom came roaring in, evaluated the situation, and took out the sitting duck with one shot. Dark Flora hung there in the ivy, unconscious.
Musa gestured and the now-unnecessary sound blasters went away. Corny ordered the ivy to lower the inert evil fairy to the sidewalk.
Bloom snuffed the Dragonfire. “Let’s take her up to the roof. The next part is going to take a while. People are already freaked out by lone flying rapists. A whole gang of them would be too much for the citizens to take.”
By now most of the other girls were present, so there was plenty of wingpower to transport the prisoner up to the roof of the hotel.
A short time later the seven boys arrived on the scene and were transported up to the roof. It wasn’t wise to attract attention by going through the lobby and during the current citywide crisis, the doors to the pool area might be locked anyway. The newcomers had brought the gear to bind Dark Flora in preparation for the rape ritual. She was bent over, arms forced out in front of her so that she could not bring her power to bear on anyone, and bound into that position.
The Guardians had transformed with dicks before leaving the restaurant. The fairies now switched over, including Faragonda. The guys had always had theirs. Everything was now ready. But no one was raping, as they were just not geared that way. No one was even able to get a hardon.
The wannabe rapists looked at each other anxiously. Bloom sighed. “What are we gonna do? We have to rape her if we want to get rid of her and prevent her from hurting anyone else.”
“Fine,” Taranee said. “You start it off. After I see you do it, maybe I’ll get in the mood.” She lifted Bloom’s skirt. “I don’t see a hardon here either.”
“There may be a solution,” Faragonda said. “I was thinking about this while we were overflying the city. It’s possible the physical brutality might not be needed. We may be able to do this without it.”
“So how do we drain the power fast enough?” Stella asked. “You said the gentle raping won’t work.”
“I think we can do it with verbal abuse instead,” the young/old fairy responded. “Look, what is rape all about? Power and domination. Contempt for the victim. Humiliation. A normal victim doesn’t deserve that, but Dark Flora actually does. She is despicable. She is filth masquerading as a human being. She deserves whatever happens to her. All we have to do is tell her so, treat her like the scum she is, as we fuck her. It’s all about attitude. I think that will score enough ‘points’, so to speak, that it will drain the anchor energy almost as much as hitting her would have.”
Will was thoughtful. “Makes sense. Only problem is, we can’t tell what works and what doesn’t. We can’t actually tell how much energy is being drained.”
Tecna held up a strange-looking device. “Actually we can. With this. We can directly monitor the level of anchor energy remaining in her. We will know exactly what works and what doesn’t. Since we will be fucking her so many times, we can even refine our technique as we go.”
The girls exchanged glances. Then Will shrugged. “I’m game. How are we going to get hard, though? The idea of screaming insults at somebody, or of fucking someone I don’t even like, doesn’t turn me on.”
“We’ll use each other as fluffers,” Bloom suggested. “You know, blow each other. Once we get hard, the humping itself should keep us that way until we cum. We can’t all do her at once anyway.”
“You cocksucking bitches!” Flora’s voice screamed.
The girls looked at each other in shock. “What in the---?” Taranee started. “Oh! Wrong Flora.”
The Dark Drop was awake and straining at her bonds, screaming more insults as she did so.
“Shut the fuck up!” Will commanded. “We’ll get to you in a minute.” She walked over and stuffed a towel into the raging fairy’s mouth.
Now that there was a plan, some of the girls broke into pairs and performed mutual blowjobs, while the remaining ones sucked the guys. Faragonda and Irma sucked each other, as did Musa and Will. Hay Lin and Stella. Corny and Tecna. Bloom blew Caleb and simultaneously jerked herself, while Taranee did Brandon the same way and Elyon serviced herself and Sky. The remaining guys had to play with themselves until a girl could get to them.
Finally it was time to start, as several of the wannabe rapists had hardons, though proably don’t-wannabe was a better word. Dark Flora couldn’t go anywhere, so the delay didn’t matter. The decision was made to use lube, not for the benefit of the Dark Drop, but for that of everyone else. They would be doing her several times each, and there was not a pussy available anywhere for natural lube.
Will went first, dutifully starting the verbal abuse. “I’ve got something for you, you vicious bitch.” Even though Dark Flora had never been fucked in the ass before, the girl she was copied from had been done that way on many occasions, so entry was not difficult. Will started slamming the drop as hard as she could. “Do you like that, you vile piece of shit?” Dark Flora struggled, but was unable to go anywhere. She had managed to work the towel out of her mouth and screamed insults back at Will.
Bloom consulted Faragonda, handling the dick of the headmistress as she talked, to help her stay hard. “When she verbally abuses us, does that counteract ours?”
Faragonda watched Will fuck and insult. “No, it won’t help her. It won’t affect the anchor energy either way. The abuse has to be in conjunction with the fuck, and she can’t do that.” She thought for a moment or two. “Which of you girls is best at hand jobs?”
Bloom looked at her in surprise, taking her hand off Faragonda’s dick. “Am I doing that bad?”
“I’m not talking about you jerking me. I want somebody to give Dark Flora a hand job.”
“But why? We don’t want her to cum. Won’t that give her more anchor energy?”
“Not if we force her to cum against her will, on our terms rather than hers. It’s more of the domination thing.”
Faragonda decided to try it herself. She went over to the rape scene, pushed up Dark Flora’s skirt higher, and licked the evil fairy’s dick.
The Dark Drop stopped snarling at Will and turned her attention to Faragonda, looking under herself to see who was down there. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Shut up, whore.”
“Let go of me, you fucking slut. I don’t need anything from you.”
“You need what I tell you. Now shut your stupid mouth.”
The conversation, such as it was, continued on like that for a while, but Faragonda was still licking and rubbing at the same time and Dark Flora was starting to get hard in spite of herself.
In the meantime, Will continued slamming the evil fairy’s asshole. No matter what kind of horrendous personality she had, she still felt good inside. Will concentrated on that for herself, and at the same time continued telling the Dark Drop how worthless she was. “You’re just a fucking cum bucket. A receptacle for spooge. It’s all you’re good for. Only thing is, you don’t deserve to have anyone cum in you. It’s an embarrassment to the person who cums in you. It’s an embarrassment to the cum.”
Will’s insults gave Faragonda an idea. She motioned to Cornelia, who was the closest to the rape station. “Cum in her face,” she whispered to Corny as she continued jerking Dark Flora, who was now fully hard against her will.
Corny whispered back. “But what will that do? Some of us like that. A lot of other girls don’t mind it.”
“You wouldn’t like it if it was done with contempt. Do it in a way that you wouldn’t like. Cum in her eyes. Squirt it in her ear. Up her nose. Don’t wipe it off. Let her wear it indefinitely, until it dries and stinks. And trash talk her, like we are doing.”
Corny had already been playing with herself to stay hard, but now she started jerking for real, while contributing to the stream of abuse at the same time. The Dark Drop was now sparring with three opponents at once. The comments on both sides got nastier and nastier on a steadily increasing basis, and Dark Flora got angrier and angrier. She appeared to be approaching apoplexy.
Will looked like she was near orgasm, having a hard time concentrating on the insults, so Faragonda quietly told her what she had told Corny. After a few more strokes, Will pulled out of Dark Flora’s ass, moved around to the other end and unloaded in the evil fairy’s face. As suggested, she aimed for the eyes, spraying cum into both of them. Dark Flora snarled at her in incoherent rage. Unable to use her hands, the only thing she could do was violently shake her head to fling the bulk of the cum out of her eyes. She could open them again, but some cum was stuck to the eyelid. She glared at Will. “You fucking bitch!”
“Don’t say I never gave ya nothin’. Plenty more where that came from.”
Dismissing Dark Flora with distain, Will joined Tecna and her monitoring device. “Is it working?”
“Absolutely. I registered a definite drop in the anchor energy when you did that. Not huge, but if we keep it up we’ll drain her all the way. We can do this.”
“Out-fucking-standing. The bitch is history.” Something occurred to her. “If facials work, that means that we really don’t always have to fuck her. We can have the enjoyment of fucking each other instead, as long as we don’t cum, and make sure we shoot the spunk on her.”
“Looks that way,” Tecna agreed. “Speaking of enjoyment...” She kissed Will and placed a hand on the redhead’s tit.
“Mmmmmmm,” Will responded as she returned the kiss. She reached down and grabbed the head of the fairy’s dick as her nipple was gently squeezed. The two girls duelled tongues as they manipulated each other’s fun bits. Will brushed her fingertips along the shaft of Tecna’s dick and could feel it getting stiffer. It would be a little while before Will could reload, but she could help Tecna make her contribution to the war effort.
Will dropped to her knees and sucked Tecna’s dick, while the geek fairy gently put both hands on the Guardian’s head. Will reached under the balls, lifting them up slightly with her wrist, and plunged a finger into Tecna’s asshole. “Uhhhh,” the fairy moaned.
Tecna had been mostly hard all along, so after a few minutes of blowing Will turned around and bent over, hands on knees. Tecna accepted the invitation and inserted her dick into Will’s ass, gradually working it deep inside. She grabbed Will’s thighs so she could pull the Guardian onto her dick harder.
“Ohhhhhhh,” Will moaned. “Fuck me.”
Dark Flora’s dick had been competely hard for a while now, and Faragonda was getting signs the evil fairy was nearing orgasm. The Dark Drop was obviously fighting it and was having trouble concentrating on the verbal sparring with Faragonda and Corny. And now Sky, who had taken over the assraping after Will vacated the orifice.
“I knew it, bitch,” Faragonda said as she stepped up her efforts. “You’re gonna cum.”
“The fuck I am,” Dark Flora spat, though a moan escaped right after she said it, indicating that her balls disagreed with her words. “Uhhhh.”
“You can’t stop yourself,” Faragonda taunted. “You’re going to spray cum all over the concrete. You’re going to empty your balls.”
Faragonda jerked faster and faster. By now she had pretty much figured out what Dark Flora liked from her involuntary reactions, despite the evil fairy’s claims that she didn’t like it at all. And the headmistress had literally several decades of experience in working dicks. She continued licking on the head, not putting the dick in her mouth for fear that it would count as a fuck by Dark Flora and increase anchor power. That would be counterproductive.
By now the Dark Drop had abandonded her snotty insults, expending all of her concentration on avoiding an orgasm. “I’m...not...Uh!...gonna...ohhhhhh...cum.&a mp;rdquo; She obviously meant it as a statement of fact, but was just as obviously trying to convince herself. As she jerked, Faragonda wondered what kind of bizarre, horrible things would go though the mind of a totally evil person trying to avoid orgasm, but of course she didn’t really want to know. She just shuddered and kept up the pressure.
And then her efforts were rewarded. Dark Flora groaned and the dick started pulsing in Faragonda’s hand, shooting quantities of cum. A lot of cum. The evil fairy’s efforts to avoid cumming had just made her cum that much harder when she finally let go. It just went on and on. “Gahhhhhhhhh.”
Finally the flow stopped and Dark Flora just hung lifelessly in her bonds, breathing hard. The dick was just dribbling now, a long streamer reaching all the way down to the concrete floor.
“You’re mine, slut,” Faragonda said. “I’m gonna make you do it again in a few minutes. I’m gonna make you do it over and over until your balls dry up and fall off.”
“Fuck you,” Dark Flora responded eloquently. “I’m going to---”
Apparently what she was going to do was take another load of cum in the face, because Corny fired right then. And since the drop’s mouth was open, she wound up swallowing a lot of cum. Corny wanted to cram the dick inside as hard as she could and coat Dark Flora’s tonsils with cum, but that was unwise with someone who had teeth and didn’t like the owner of the dick. Or anyone else for that matter.
Corny really wanted to do a lot more to Dark Flora than just come in her face, as there was a 50 percent chance that this the rapist who had caused her so much pain. But if the other girls could be civilized, so could she.
Faragonda wanted to check the anchor level. She found that Tecna was involved in other activities right now, specifically ramming Will’s ass, but she had handed off the detector to Timmy beforehand. Faragonda learned that both cum shots, Dark Flora’s and Corny’s, had caused a drain, just as she had hoped.
Once everyone found out that minimal actual contact with Dark Flora was required, the mood of the gang rape changed drastically. In contrast to the beginning, when everyone was moping around about the horrendous thing they were doing, it became more like a jovial sex party with an unwelcome spoilsport ruining everyone’s fun over in the corner. As long as you stayed away from her as much as possible, you could still have a good time. Hardons were no longer difficult, except for those who had just shot, such as Corny and Will. The event became a new sex game called Cum On the Mean Fairy.
Irma enthusiasticaly fucked Musa, while Elyon sucked Musa’s dick and jerked herself off. At the outer layer, Brandon fucked Irma and Riven did Elyon.
A short distance away, Bloom was feeling up Hay Lin, while the Air Guardian played with the fairy’s dick in return.
“How is Flora dealing with this?” Hay Lin asked. “Is she freaked out by her evil twin?”
“I actually don’t know. I haven’t talked to her since we got here. I guess we could ask her how she’s holding up.” She looked around. “Where is she, anyway? I don’t see her anywhere. She must be in the bathroom on the other side of the pool.”
“I don’t think so. I was just in there. I can’t really remember seeing her since we got here.”
Bloom felt a slight pang of alarm. “Y’know, I can’t either. For that matter, not since we left the restaurant. I better check with the others.” Bloom went through the group, asking if anyone had seen Flora. No one had. Anxious now, she found Timmy and took him away from Taranee briefly. “Are you sure you gave Flora the converge order? I can’t remember whether I heard her heading command or not.”
“Definitely. I had a checklist. I remember her acknowledgement.”
“So she was still with us at that point. How far away from here was she?”
“A ways out, but the girls still farther away are here.”
“So she should be here. Shit! What happened to her? Could Dark Bloom have ambushed her on the way? She could be lying in an alley raped again, when she still hasn’t recovered from the first one.”
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Chapter 9 --- Dropping In On a Drop