Author's note: Just to help everyone keep track of our heroes - Michael is the half-alien super stud that can create super women by planting his seed in them; Mandy, Michael's first creation, has unlimited strength and invulnerability; Rachel, has magical hair that is unbreakable and can act as tentacles, a shield, projectiles etc; Amanda is able to shoot blasts of energy from her eyes.
Oh, and I'm back.
[Michael]
HUD, I need a plan, I'm starting to think with my cock and these ladies are about to jump my bones. They get my pants off and it's going to be war over!
HUD: PHEROMONE ASSUALT IS AIRBORNE. HOLD YOUR BREATH AND MOVE INTO THE OPEN AIR.
Michael didn't wait. He monkey vaulted over Linda and dashed through the door into stairwell. While he didn't have the offensive powers to go toe to toe with Agents, Michael was still as fast and agile as the best Olympic athletes and easily stayed ahead of the 4 girls.
Dashing up the stairs, he turned the corner and burst out the east door into the pool area, not stopping till he had put about 500 yards between himself and the mansion just to be safe.
HUD: PHEROMONE CONCENTRATION NOW NEGLIGIBLE.
"OK, so I'm safe... now what do I do..." mumbled Michael as the 4 girls burst into the pool area after him. They sprinted towards him, lust in their eyes, akin to vampires chasing down their victim in a B-grade horror flick. Anna had even ripped her tank top open in her lust, and her pendulum breasts now swung free as she ran. They had covered half the distance towards him when they suddenly stopped running, bewildered expressions crossing their pretty faces.
Michael walked slowly towards the girls as they shuffled about, confused and slightly winded.
"What the fuck? Linda, Michael, what?!" gasped Michelle as she glanced around in confusion, catching her breath.
"I think something happened to us... I remember seeing red, feeling like I needed to fuck to breathe... and then... Oh, my titties seem to have escaped and my panties are soaked..." said Anna as she dropped to her knees, head spinning as she tried to make sense of what had happened. Michael tried to avoid staring at her tits - while a bit too saggy for his taste, they were still fat pillows that many men would sell their mum to rub their faces in them every morning.
"Girls, what you just experienced was a pheromone attack from one of the Agents that you locked up named Kara. She was the bitch that the Firm designed to control me, so it's not surprising that she can influence all of you even from a distance. You're OK now because we're out in the open and her pheromones aren't concentrated enough to take hold." explained Michael, squatting down beside them.
"OK lover boy, so what's the plan? Stop staring at Anna's tits... We're lucky that all of us were together when this happened, and now that we're all in the open, at least we can act coordinate a response." replied Michelle.
"Well, I have N95 masks in the car, would that prevent us from being affected?" asked Linda, gesturing towards the garage.
HUD: AFFIRMATIVE, N95 FILTRATION SHOULD SUFFICE FOR SHORT PERIODS OF EXPOSURE. NORMAL HUMAN SUBJECTS SHOULD BE ABLE TO RESIST THE EFFECTS OF THE PHEROMONE ATTACK FOR APPROXIMATELY 20 MIN WITH N95 PROTECTION.
"Good plan Linda, I think those masks should protect you for about 20 mins. You think we could use that time to sedate Kara?" asked Michael as he helped Anna to her feet, eyes glued to her tits as they swung and slapped together. Anna noticed his attentions and gave him a good poke in his chest and a half scowl.
"Depends what you mean by sedate? I also have a trunk full of small arms..." replied Linda, flashing Michael a wry grin.
"Yah, 5.56mm and 9mm are a bit big for needles, but beggars can't be choosers. Could you at least try not to just gawk at my tits? Glance every now and then maybe? Out of the corner of your eye?" quipped Anna. Michael blushed a bit and adjusted his pants to try and hide his half hard cock.
"Michael, we can't know what else Kara might try, you can't be serious about keeping her alive can you?" Michelle asked, her expression worried, "And if you're thinking of keeping someone around to interrogate, what about the other chick? What was her name?"
"Oh, the red head, I don't think we know. OK, I'm not really psyched about walking into the room and pumping Kara full of hot lead, but I can understand where you're coming from..." said Michael, rubbing the back of his neck and head with his left hand as he considered the girls' suggestion.
"I'm sure you'd rather be pumping her full of something else that's also hot, but you need to stop thinking with your cock. Amanda left me in charge of the mansion, so I'm making the call on security and safety grounds." snapped Michelle, scowling at Michael, "Linda, Anna, get the masks and weapons, heavy weapons preferably, we don't know how thick the bitch's hide is. Christy, get on the line with Amanda to let her know what's happened... tell her we have things under control for now but she should circle back if she doesn't hear from us in 30 mikes."
The girls nodded and snapped to it like the elite unit that they were, having shrugged off the effects of the pheromone attack.
"Hey, I'm not saying I want to fuck her, I'm just not really the killing type. This is your department and I agree that we should be safe rather than sorry alright?" replied Michael, tone apologetic.
"OK, I hear you - that's why we're here. You want to leave this to us or you coming along?" Michelle's tone softened when she realised where Michael was coming from.
"I think I'd better come with you. I have stronger resistance and can help get us out of trouble is something goes wrong..."
"Yup, OK. Once Linda is back, I'll give you the 101 on how to use a rifle."
5 minutes later, the girls returned with weapons and masks; and Anna had pulled on a t-shirt. Everyone kit up in under a minute and formed up with Michael last in column. At a fast jog they made their way back to the mansion. They only paused at the top of the stairs for a moment for Michael to confirm that the N95 masks had provided sufficient protection, before swiftly moving down to the holding cells.
They approached Kara's cell cautiously. While the pheromone threat had been contained, they were naturally cautious given what had just happened.
Michael walked up to the bullet proof, 8-inch thick one-way mirror wall. Kara remained restrained spread-eagled on the table, wrists and ankles bound by wire rope, feet and pussy facing him. The table was elevated 4.5 ft above the floor, giving him a clear view of her partially spread pussy lips, crowned by a small flame of jet black pubic hair. Just seeing the pussy that had almost sucked him dry made his cock throb with longing. Looking further up, through the curved valley of her large breasts, Michael could see that Kara's eyes were open and alert.
HUD, gimme an analysis of Kara's abilities again?
HUD: SUBJECT KARA HAS BEEN OBSERVED TO POSSESS EXCEPTIONALLY POTENT PHEROMONE AGENTS, ASSESSED TO BE CAPABLE OF SEDUCING OR RENDERING COMATOSE EVEN THE MOST POWERFUL BEINGS. SHE ALSO POSSESSES SUPERHUMAN STRENGTH, ASSESSED TO PROXY AN INDIVIDUAL WHICH COULD BENCH PRESS 5000-8000 POUNDS. SHE HAS CAMOFLAGE CAPABILITIES, ENABLING HER TO OPTICALLY BLEND WITH HER SURROUNDINGS. SHE ALSO HAS SUBSTANTIAL REGENERATIVE CAPABILITIES, AS SEEN FROM HER ABILITY TO RECOVER SO QUICKLY FROM THE INJURIES INFLICTED BY RACHEL.
Would there be any way of making use of her abilities against the Firm?
HUD: WHILE UNDOUBTEDLY USEFUL, GIVEN KARA'S DEMONSTRATED RESISTANCE TO YOUR CHARMS, IT IS HIGHLY UNLIKELY THAT WE WOULD BE ABLE TO BRING HER UNDER YOUR CONTROL. ATTEMPTING TO DO SO MAY ALSO OPEN US TO THE POSSIBILITY OF BECOMING SUBJUGATED BY KARA, AS YOU WOULD NEED TO ENGAGE IN PHYSICAL CONTACT AND WE DO NOT KNOW THE FULL EXTENT OF HER ABILITIES.
Any ideas?
HUD: HER UNIQUE VALUE PROPOSITION IS HER PHEROMONES. IF WE COULD EXTRACT AND WEAPONISE IT, THIS WOULD GIVE US A SIGNIFICANT TACTICAL ADVANTAGE. VAGINAL JUICES WOULD HAVE EXTREMELY HIGH CONCENTRATIONS OF PHEROMONES WHICH COULD BE WEAPONISED IN AEROSOL FORM.
How would we do that?
HUD: WHILE KARA IS LIKELY TO BE IMMUNE TO YOUR STUN BLASTS, HER NERVOUS SYSTEM SHOULD STILL BE SUSCEPTIBLE TO ELECTRICAL CHARGES. COMBINED WITH HER REGENERATIVE CAPABILITIES, IT IS THEORETICALLY POSSIBLE TO CONTINUOUSLY TRIGGER PHEROMONE PRODUCTION VIA MILD ELECTROCUTION - SHE WOULD BE CONTINUOUSLY STIMULATED TO PRODUCE VAGINAL PHEROMONES WHILE REMAINING AT THE VERGE OF CONSCIOUSNESS.
OK, you're one heartless piece of work. I'm glad you're on my side.
