This story is getting more complex than I ever intended. Still, it's been a lot of fun writing. I'm not getting much feedback, so I may wrap it up in the next edition, but for those who have provided input, thank you!
In this next chapter, our heroine continues to struggle to maintain her powers, while being introduced to a villain who could spell her doom. It's still heavy on the absurd, comical ENF situations, like the previous chapters. Enjoy!
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Adrian Thompson had been standing in line at the bank for over five minutes, hoping to be in and out quick. He was supposed to meet his wife for brunch in fifteen minutes, but now he was unsure if he would make it on time. There were only two tellers working, and they were currently with other customers. There were also two ladies standing in line, ahead of Adrian. He wanted to ask if they wouldn't mind sacrificing their place for a stranger, but he was never one to make trouble. In fact, Adrian was normally quite introverted. It was a near-miracle he'd ever found someone like Tanya, his wife, but a work project forced them to interact and things slowly built from there.
The younger of the two tellers finished with her customer, a college kid who hustled out the exit as fast as he could go without running. Adrian figured the guy must have been late to some appointment, too. The girl first in line took his place at the teller's counter.
'Come on,' thought Adrian. 'Please just be a deposit, or something simple.'
As Adrian stood there, tapping his foot, wishing things would move faster, another man came strolling into the bank.
'Get in line, pal,' thought Adrian.
The new guy was wearing a hoodie and sunglasses, and went to one of the back counters. Adrian noticed he wasn't writing out a deposit slip or doing much of anything, other than waiting. Adrian thought if they had been in a larger bank, with actual security guards on staff, this man's presence would likely have caught their attention. The man's outfit hid all his features, except for the chin,maybe. Liberty Bell Mutual was a small bank, however, and there was no such security on staff.
Adrian turned his attention back to the front of the line, and almost choked. The young woman directly in front of him had lifted her shirt and turned to face him. Her ample breasts were pulled out, over her bra. She was firmly twisting her nipples, staring at Adrian. "Please, sir. Fuck me. Fuck me, now!"
The woman's eyes were pleading, begging, desperate. Adrian had never once considered cheating on Tanya, but he found himself getting incredibly horny watching this attractive woman begging for his cock. He stood speechless as she unzipped the side of her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She then began stroking her clitoris over her panties.
"Please?" she asked, curling her brow.
Adrian wrestled his eyes from the young woman, wondering how the others in the bank were reacting to this strange girl's behavior. He was shocked as he saw the young teller and her customer - the one who had been standing in line first - completely naked and going at it, right over the teller's counter. The older teller was behind her own counter, obviously masturbating, furiously digging her fingers into her pussy under her skirt. Adrian couldn't see it all, but he saw enough in her actions to know. The woman she had been helping was on the floor in front of the counter, stripping off her clothes, also desperately trying to fuck herself. It was like some insatiable lust had overcome every woman in the room.
Adrian, of course, recognized that all this was beyond 'abnormal' behavior, but he couldn't help but get raging hard. "You really wanna fuck me?" he asked the girl in front of him, the one who had been begging for it.
The man in the hoodie quickly walked past. Adrian figured he was going to go get some action of his own, perhaps from the young teller or her attractive customer. Instead of going for the women, the man walked around the counter and opened the cash drawers. He began emptying wads of it out, tossing them into a bag. He looked up at Adrian, "Don't worry, my friend. I'm not here to hurt anyone. I'll be in and out in no time."
The man's voice was deep and Adrian thought he was trying to hide an accent, Australian perhaps. "Hey, you can't just steal that money!" insisted Adrian.
The man paused, looking at Adrian. Finally, he spoke, calmly, "Listen, man. You don't want this to get ugly. What you're going to do is watch these ladies, and do whatever ya like with 'em. You'll do anything but make trouble for me, understood? If you try calling the cops, I shoot you." Adrian jumped back as the man procured a gun from the front pocket of his hoodie. He waved it in the air. "But I just want to keep things simple. How about we do that, instead?"
"Oh my Gooooood!" screamed the woman in front of Adrian, the one who had been so eager to get fucked by him. She was stroking her pussy as Adrian and the robber talked and it didn't take her long to reach her first orgasm.
"See, man? Chill out. Enjoy the show."
Adrian knew then he wasn't going to make it to brunch with his wife. Everyone in the bank was stark naked, and either masturbating or fooling around. The young teller was currently getting her small, firm breasts licked by her attractive customer, who appeared to be genuinely getting off on the act of fucking in public, too. It drove Adrian mad watching the two work each other so passionately.
The girl in front of Adrian approached closer, grabbing at his crotch. He didn't try to stop her. The bank robber moved to the other registers, emptying them as well, before turning to the older teller. "Key to the safe?" he asked.
She squeezed one of her breasts while she answered, "You don't need it. It's open. I didn't finish my counts before I came out here. Left the vault open. Will you fuck me, please?"
"Sorry, lady, I don't have the time. Fucking yourself will make you happy, though."
"Yes, yes it will," she said, as she went back to doing just that. Adrian watched her for a moment, while the girl in front of him managed to dig his cock out of his pants. In seconds she was on her knees, taking all of his thick shaft into her mouth. Adrian wasn't longer than the average Joe, but his wife often told him he was thick, and she loved it that way. It appeared this girl did, too.
The insatiable woman licked, sucked, spit, twisted and rolled Adrian's cock in her mouth, in every way possible. Never before had Adrian seen someone so hungry for cock, not even the best actresses in porn. Certainly not Tanya. It didn't take long for him to start edging, very close to orgasm.
By this time, the hooded man was coming back from his short visit to the vault, his duffel bag full. He stopped just as he was about to pass Adrian and the girl on her knees, who was now in full swallow mode, gulping down every ounce of juice Adrian managed to squeeze out.
"Hey, mate," said the man to Adrian. "I see your wedding ring there, and I see the young lady on your cock is probably not your wife. Don't feel bad about this. Can't be helped. If your old lady were here, she'd be doing what this girl is doing. Sucking someone's cock." The man skipped away, out the door, without so much as an alarm or objection by anyone.
Adrian, feeling depleted physically, hadn't yet considered the ramifications of his actions, and whether or not his wife would be upset. It's just his need to get off had overcome him. As he pulled his pants up (no cleaning was needed, thanks to the skilled mouth of the young woman), Adrian wondered how he was going to explain this to Tanya.
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Penny Warthington was aggravated and pacing the living room again. Antwon, Penny's blind roommate and crime-fighting partner, was sitting at his desk listening to her gripe. Penny was stark naked and had her mask nearby. She was prepared, as usual, should she need to zip out on a mission. For nearly three months, Penny had been fighting crime using newly acquired powers, ones that only manifested themselves when she pushed the limits of her modesty.
"Miss Nipples? This is what they're calling me? I've saved dozens of people in this city, stopped muggings and rapes - hell, I even took down an entire crime syndicate - and the newspapers and TV guys are going to call me 'Miss Nipples?' They couldn't come up with ANYTHING better?"
"Penny, it's not a big deal," said Antwon. "You know it got started when that weird dude was interviewed on TV. Thing went viral. It stuck. Nothing we can do about it."
What Antwon was referring to, was a guy who had been interviewed by a local news journalist right after Penny had foiled a restaurant robbery. It happened a couple weeks ago, and the video spread across the internet like lightning, due to the unique nature of the news clip. The man being interviewed wore torn jeans and a paid shirt. He spoke with a slow, thick accent; a distinctive long drawl. He clashed considerably with the fashionably dressed newswoman who interviewed him.
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"Yeah, I was just mindin' my own bizness, eatin' in the corner over there, when these two fellas came rushin' in, guns blazin'," said the man to the newswoman.