26 comments/ 31192 views/ 57 favorites Hellcyon Days Ch. 01 By: n0mster The world as we knew it ended not with a whimper, but with the howls and shrieks of countless horrors. How the 'Cataclysm' came about is still pretty sketchy. What we do know is that without warning, in late December, a massive comet streaked across the Earth's atmosphere, passing over what used to be the South American continent before exiting above Australia and disappearing without a trace. The passage of the kilometer-wide celestial body turned the skies aflame with colour and even in parts of the world deep in the clutches of night; the horizon was lit as bright as day. Amazingly, the swift passage of the comet inexplicably occurred without causing any of the damages, which should have ensued, simply from the brush of the comet. Scientists all over the world were baffled by the sudden appearance and subsequent disappearance of the colossal celestial body. With the thousands of telescopes pointed heaven-ward, such an enormous entity shouldn't have been able to come so close to Earth without anyone spotting its entrance or exit. News channels were ablaze with scientists and experts spouting their opinions on the matter, and more often than not, yelling at each other when their sentiments clashed. Somehow, what should have been calm discourse and discussion, unilaterally broke down across the board, as possibly adrenalin from the entire world's close shave with death or something more sinister, muddled the tempers and sensibilities of increasing numbers of people around the world. With conflicting theories from all the leading minds of the world, no one could even begin to piece together what exactly had transpired that day. What survivors would agree on is that comet, the 'Cataclysm', was no doubt the cause of its namesake date. The flaring of tempers didn't seem like a portent to the end of the world, but it was a symptom. The seemingly insignificant change in emotional stability was simply the first step to the loss of human civilization. Though tempers flared, life seemed to go on, mental faculties didn't seem to be affected or at least not perceptibly, so people went on with their lives, believing that the worst had passed and that we simply had a close shave with oblivion; certainly celebration-worthy (and many people did) but something that shouldn't be focused too much upon, excessive contemplation of death can only lead to depression. So as the dreary Friday wore on, people all over the world celebrated their survival of the comet as pretty much every business declared a holiday. This made any changes in psychology even less evident due to the accumulated cheer overwhelming any losses of temper. It was as dusk drew its murky gloom over the North American continent, a short 12 hours after the passage of the comet, that the first screams resounded through the streets. On 21st December 2012, the world ended. ----- Alexander Lee had a lot on his mind. Too many issues had been piling up and it seems that things had chosen today to come to a head. The last few years had been harsh, not financially at least, but socially and emotionally, somehow he managed to constantly rub a lot of jocks and bullies the wrong way, this didn't even take into account his abysmally nonexistent romantic life. Though if he was honest with himself, he knew the issue lay mainly with him. This wasn't to say that he didn't have a social life, limited as it was, his aunts definitely made sure of that. Though he called them his aunts, they were more like his sisters/mothers, having been the main ones to raise him when his biological mother had passed away from complications surrounding his birth. His father had always been aloof with him, not exactly unkind but never loving either. His aunts had often consoled him whenever Alex had desperately tried to earn his father's approval, only to be stiffly brushed aside. In the intervening years, he had often gone to desperate lengths to try and earn even a curt nod from his cold-faced father. It was only the existence and care of his two aunts, along with his grandparents, that Alex had grown up as well-adjusted as he was. At a young age, Alex's personality had been much like his mother, bright, cheerful and happy-go-lucky as can be. Even though, his 'mothers' bore the central pillar of his life, his father remained a major factor in his growing years. It was as time passed and the sobriety of his father wore down his exuberance, unconsciously, a not insignificant portion of Alex's demeanor became patterned after his father. This was not necessarily a bad thing, since through it all, Alex's father never once physically abused him, nor left him wanting in finances. It was also later explained to Alex in an attempt to assuage his sadness, why exactly his father behaved much like he did, though this ended up slightly backfiring. His father had been childhood friends with his mother and from young, it had seemed fated for them to be together. Though inclined to seriousness, before his mother's death, his father had still lived life to the fullest. He had even played a large part in the raising of his much younger sister and sister, and had been the temperance to his wife's enthusiasm. So when his wife got pregnant with Alexander, they were in the prime of their life, and there seemed no edge to their cloud in sight. The intervening months were a whirlwind of activity and the couple, if anything, became even closer and more loving. Alex's aunts, only five years old at the time, still recognized how wonderful a time it was and they couldn't wait to see their little 'brother'. Then disaster struck, in the last trimester, Alex's mother went into labor. All seemed well at first, though a bit early; there should have been no harm to the baby. The problem came when Alex's mother started to bleed out and her blood refused to clot. This wouldn't have been a big issue had Alex's mother not possessed a rare blood-type, which the small hospital they were in, did not stock. Since Alexander's mother had gone into labor early, they had foregone their usual hospital, in favor of a closer one, as such, with no prior knowledge of the patient; the hospital had not stocked any of the rare blood type. The hospital staff alerted Alex's grandparents and his aunts, who were waiting outside the delivery room, eager for a glimpse of the newborn, unknowing of the developing tragedy inside. They quickly rushed in, desperate to offer any support or help. Alex's father frantically tried to get ahold of other hospitals to get stock of the needed blood, but even as their usual hospital sent an emergency courier with the blood. Alexander's mother lost consciousness and bled out. Before she lost consciousness, the last thing she said to Alex's father was that she loved him and that how sorry she was that she couldn't spend the rest of her life with him. Then even as she told him to take care of "Alex, our baby..." she closed her eyes for the last time. This event absolutely broke Alex's father. His wife had been his heart and without her, he had much the same feeling as a stone statue. It was only then that he looked upon his son, the pale child coated in his mother's lifeblood and wrapped in pristine white towels. The nurse holding Alex told his father that they had already cut and tied his umbilical cord and asked whether he wanted to hold his child. Alex's grandparents could only look on as their son/son took Alex in his arms for the first time, with the serene bloodless face of his wife in the background. No one noticed the two children present, who had become silent witnesses to the somber sight. It was a heartbreaking scene, made the worse by the conflicted face of Alex's father, torn between anguish and joy, as tears streamed down his face. It was after this event, that Alex's father had become utterly cold, completely immersed in his work as a lawyer, unfailing in his job but absent as a father. This horrible experience ended up alienating his paternal grandparents, while both of his maternal grandparents were killed in a road accident shortly after. As a result, both his aunts ended up moving in with him. When his aunts first told him the tragic story surrounding his birth, Alex was utterly torn between guilt for being the cause of his mother's death and anger at his father for distancing himself from his only child. The first telling of the tale also became a turning point in Alex's life, from then on, after observing the utter emotional ruin that his father had become; Alex began to worry about forging emotional bonds with other people. Even at the age of 12, though Alexander was surprisingly mature for his age, the revelations he had come upon had the gravid potential to turn him into a sociopath. It was the redeeming light of his life, his aunts that mostly managed to curb any sociopathic tendencies he might have developed, and filled the void left by the death of his mother and the absence of his father. Despite this, Alex's smile gained a cynical lilt and his grins became fewer and far between. His once cheerful nature had been tempered by guilt and anger, resulting in a much more antisocial Alex. This was not to say that he became a problem child of any sort. Through it all, Alex remained a model student, never wanting to let his aunts down, there being nothing in the world more repugnant to him than the possibility of causing his aunts pain. Unfortunately, even as a teen, he realized that his aunts possessed much the same power over him, as his mother had over his father. And it terrified him. This fear drove him to try and slowly distance himself from his aunts, though his psyche rebelled at any attempts which could potentially hurt them. Over the years, he joined many camping and martial arts clubs, trying his best to find legitimate and plausible reasons to spend time outside away from them. Fortunately, because his family lived in one of the most upscale neighborhoods in California, one of the few benefits of a workaholic and successful parent, the high school which he went to had an immense variety of clubs and societies. As luck would have it, he both enjoyed and had a talent for martial arts and survivalist training, so his days were filled with activity and distraction. Alexander was an especially late bloomer, which often compounded his problem with his peers, and though later than usual, he eventually discovered interests in the opposite sex. This led to his biggest problem yet, when he realized that his love for his aunts went beyond that of family. It was when he was fifteen that Alexander started to view the female gender with more than passing interest. It was unfortunate that this revelation transpired utterly unexpectedly as Alex sat down at the breakfast table on a morning like any other. Staggering into the kitchen while mumbling a good morning and plopping down into his usual seat, his eyes blurry with sleep and still dressed in his baggy pajamas, Alex had looked up to see a vision of beauty; his aunt Elizabeth had been simply standing in front of the kitchen stove as usual, her jet black hair tied up in a practical pony tail, dressed in a worn pair of jeans and a plain pink T-shirt, covered in an apron with a 'Kiss the Cook' slogan sewn into it, she was the most beautiful thing Alex had ever laid his eyes on. As she hummed quietly to herself while stirring something in a large pot, Alex's heart began to pound incessantly as his eyes were transfixed to the angel. He was shocked out of his reverie by the presence of a soft hand patting his head and a laughed greeting, "Good morning, sleepy head. Someone seems out of it this morning," the source of the voice, moved into his vision and for the second time that day he was mesmerized by an apparition of beauty. His second aunt Veronica had a voluptuous figure that put most lingerie models to shame, her curves were hugged by a bright yellow sundress, a sight that nearly stopped his heart, as her platinum blond tresses cascaded down her back in a waterfall of shining silver-gold. Flashing a smile at her nephew, Veronica took a seat as her sister brought over the large pot of porridge to set it in the middle of the breakfast table. At this point, his mind a blur with hormones and newly discovered feelings, Alex could only muddle his way through his breakfast, before rushing off as quickly as possible, leaving a pair of slightly worried women at the table. In his room, Alexander realized that he had to step-up his game, from then on, he tried his best to avoid his aunts without seeming to, while desperately trying to kill any romantic feelings he had for them. The subsequent years were torture to Alex; stuck in a house with an unfeeling father and two lovely women he was head over heels in love with, but who he could never have. What made this worse was how he couldn't even look upon another woman romantically, without feeling guilty for 'cheating' on his aunts, as screwed up a thought process as that was. This was not to say that he wasn't attracted to other women, after all, they did live in an exclusive neighborhood full of trophy wives and their progeny, most of whom could have won beauty contests easily. But physical attraction aside, the shadow of his father ensured that Alex never tried to create nor further any relationships. This was exacerbated by the fact that beyond club activities, Alex never attended any social gatherings, this combined with his anti-social tendencies even during club trainings and such, made sure that Alex had few acquaintances and even fewer friends. As a result, he would have made prime pickings for any or bully, had he not undergone extensive martial arts and survivalist training since young. Yet even after he sent the first few would-be-bullies to the nurse with minor injuries, then started ramping up the humiliation level in subsequent encounters, inexplicably the challenges and the fights never stopped. Unexpectedly, neither he nor the bullies ever got in trouble, him because of his impeccable academic and student record, and the bullies because of a few strategic calls from their powerful parents. As high school ended, Alex's initial plan was to study for an Engineering degree, as far away from his aunts as possible, this was promptly shot down by judicious use of the 'Puppy Dog Eyes' by his aunts, who wished for him to study in one of the prestigious universities closer by to home. The compromise they ended up with was that he would study at one of the closer universities, though he'd stay in one of the university student accommodations while returning home as often as possible. With both sides somewhat satisfied with the outcome, August 2012 started off Alexander's university life. Which promptly seemed to crash and burn. Once again, Alex couldn't and didn't want to fit in, despite no longer requiring the time consuming activities now that he wasn't staying in his childhood home. Alex joined a Mixed Martial Arts (MMA) club along with the university survivalist/camping club since they were some of the few genuine pleasures in his life. Unfortunately, Alex continued to be a catalyst for trouble, within the MMA club, various competitive members constantly sought him out for 'practice', and even among the more placid enthusiasts of the camping club, Alex never seemed to be invited for any after-club activities, though this might have been Alexander's intent. Then the strain began to show as the first few months of university passed. The lifeline of Alexander's sanity and mental stability had always been his family, or more precisely, his aunts. With the prolonged and repeated separation from his pillars of emotional strength, the not entirely stable balance that was Alexander Lee had begun to waver. All these issues culminated on Friday, the 21st of December 2012, the day Alexander was to return home. ----- The day had started out normal enough, if you ignored the momentous event that had transpired earlier. As usual, Alex started off the morning with a quick breakfast while reading the latest news on his tablet, as his mind slowly booted up for the day. "Comet narrowly misses Earth!" "21/12/12 is upon us!" "Warning from God!" Were just some of the news headlines plaguing the tubes of the internet machine that morning. Browsing through the more reputable news websites, while munching through a bowl of cereal, Alex felt a migraine coming on, so he quickly took a painkiller, before cleaning up and putting away his utensils. 'It seems that humanity dodged a massive bullet,' Alex thought to himself, 'now if only I could say the same.' He let out a loud sigh, as he was wont to do nowadays as he prepared himself for the journey home. With the start of the Christmas holidays, his aunts were expecting him back, and though he had delayed his return as long as possible without it being obvious, he had neither reason nor excuse to delay his trip any further. He had a bus ticket back for later that evening and he still had a few errands to perform before leaving. Leaving his apartment after finishing his ablutions, Alex mused quietly to himself about how the many pictures posted online depicted quite a spectacular scene when the comet narrowly missed the Earth. If he had woken up a few hours earlier, he would've gotten quite an eyeful as the skies were ablaze with color, unfortunately, what's done is done and all he could do was get on with his day. He entered the nearby jewelry store, approaching one of the sales women to enquire about the status of the presents he had picked earlier for his aunts. "Excuse me miss, I'm here to pick up a few of my purchases. Here's my receipt." As he handed over said piece of paper, he noticed and immediately ignored the usual strange looks that people often gave him. Standing a shade under 6 feet, with handsome aristocratic features and messy jet black hair, Alex was already pretty eye-catching. But it was because of Alex's unique genetic abnormalities, which caused him to move from eye-catching to spectacle. While not albino, Alex possessed extremely pale skin that refused to tan despite his many outdoor activities, which while noteworthy, wasn't exactly unheard of. What really caught peoples' attention were Alexander's vibrant amethyst eyes, with their almost cat-like pupils. Doctors had repeatedly asked/demanded to do tests on Alex, which he had quickly refused since he hadn't had any problems with his sight, and more importantly because he hadn't liked the unsettling gazes of aforementioned doctors. "Please wait here and I'll be back with your purchases shortly," the bob-haired salesgirl chirped as she disappeared into the back of the store. Sweeping the relatively small shop with his gaze, Alex quickly noted the many people browsing for last-minute Christmas gifts whilst surreptitiously glancing in his direction. Typical. What struck Alex the wrong way was how high-strung everyone seemed to be, a forced laugh here and some tension lines across a brow there. Uncomfortable, once the petite salesgirl returned with his purchases, Alex quickly paid off the rest of his gift not covered by his deposit. "Thank you and please come again," the slim sales woman favored him with a smile as she handed over his gifts. Alex gave her a curt nod and a simulacrum of a smile, before continuing on his errand run. The next item on his agenda was to collect his belongings from the clubs' offices. Hopefully he'd be able to avoid most of the club members by going in the morning. The trip to his club offices took less than half an hour, and the rather balmy weather made it the ideal temperature for a stroll. Reaching the offices sooner than he'd like, he decided to visit the MMA club first, hoping that the early timing would mean a minimal number of members present. Hellcyon Days Ch. 01 Entering the university gym, Alex's hopes for a quick and uneventful morning were quickly dashed as he immediately noticed Brandon Miller and his bunch of cronies. Since the prestigious university Alex attended opened many of their clubs to the public (though this was mostly meant for alumni), many of its clubs and societies had a much larger membership than the university cohort would imply. This had the unfortunate side effect of a few undesirables; Brandon and his group were a gang of 'tough guys', large stereotypical bruisers who thought of the club and by extension, the gym as their turf. Upon him joining the MMA club, they had immediately taken upon themselves to 'educate' the new kid as to their positions in life. Alex had never possessed a bulky physique; he was more inclined toward the lean body shape of his father, combined with his penchant for baggy clothing, often made bullies underestimate him. Everyone who met him seemed to assume that under his bulky attire lay an embarrassingly scrawny body, and in the case of martial arts clubs, often believed that he joined simply to prevent bullying by learning how to defend himself. They were only partially right; Alex did wear baggy clothing to hide his build, though not because he was embarrassed of it but simply to avoid any attention it might draw. Of course, he had joined the martial arts clubs to learn how to defend himself as well as occupy his time productively; you never knew when you had to defend those closest to you after all. As a result, on his first day, when Brandon and his lackeys moved to surround Alex, he hadn't been worried. Similar situations had been replicated often enough throughout his school years and this had been simply another in a long line. "Hey Ghost-boy... I think you're lost. This isn't the loser club." The heavy-browed leader of the gang sneered, as his lackeys laughed in the background, "You don't belong here, so hurry up and fuck off." Shaking his head inwardly, Alex tried to attract the attention of the proprietors of the gym, to no avail. Failing that, Alex raised his gaze to the brown-haired lout blocking his way, he knew how to handle the type, "I didn't know gyms were letting gorillas in nowadays, I guess they're more open-minded than I believed." There was a moment of complete stupefaction as the gang of thugs took in the casual insult. No one had reacted like this before and they were completely at a loss. Confused, they looked to their leader for direction, to see a look of utter rage erupt over his brutish visage just as Alex's eyes captured his own. Brandon froze, his mud-brown orbs locking with unsettling amethyst. What seemed like minutes, passed in a fleeting moment as Brandon stood there sweating, before averting his gaze and letting Alex past, to the increased confusion of his flunkies. Unfortunately, that was simply the first of many conflicts. From that first meeting, Brandon nursed a grudge against Alex and in the intervening months, he and his cronies engaged in an uncharacteristically passive aggressive war against Alex. Occupying exercise machines and taking the weights and dumbbells whenever Alex entered the gym, they tried their best to inhibit his training. For some reason though, none of them attempted to start anything physical, which was one boon Alex appreciated. It appeared that their first meeting had them sufficiently cowed, with Alex's subsequent display of prowess in spars cementing the matter. Regrettably, that winter day would be the end of the precarious truce between Alex and the Brandon group. Just standing at the entrance, Alex instantly knew that something had changed, the balance had shifted and the dam was close to bursting. Brandon and his group had immediately started glowering at Alex upon his arrival and even from 20 meters away; Alex could sense the imminent violence. Scanning his surrounding for an advantageous position, Alex quickly moved to the weight machines; he had been taught that the key to fighting when outnumbered was to restrict the number of opponents able to approach at any one time. Inwardly, Alex knew that he could have escaped, he should have retreated from such overwhelming numbers, all he had to do was run back out the double-glass doors. But something within him rebelled at the thought, he wouldn't let anyone trample over him, never had, never will. Moving between the bench press machines, time appeared to slow as adrenaline surged through his system. His opponents seemed to move as if through molasses as Alex waited for the gang to approach. Brandon waved his lackeys forward and as one, they charged with rabid snarls on their faces. Alex was momentarily taken aback, he hadn't expected such bestial behavior, and it was slightly unsettling. Shaking off any unease, he leapt forward just before the first of the cronies could reach him, snapping a kick at the snarling visage before him. Impacting off the chin of the first fighter, Alex propelled himself backwards between the exercise machines before the allies of the now unconscious thug could grab him. Ducking under a punch, Alex quickly stepped into the guard of the offending fighter and smashed a fist into his side. As the combatant collapsed in agony from the kidney shot, Alex quickly retreated while dodging and countering the flurry of blows aimed at him. This trend continued for more than a minute, Alex retreating between machines, using them to block off the majority of the rabid group, while systematically taking them down with debilitating hits as quickly as possible. Somehow though, unless he actually knocked them out, the members of the mob kept getting back up from what should have been excruciating pain. Finally, knocking out the last fighter, Alex looked up to see Brandon approach him with a manic gleam in his eye. As he stepped over the half dozen or so of his cronies, he didn't even spare a glance at his fallen comrades, before picking a fallen barbell off the floor. Seeing this, Alex's eyes widened, Brandon had definitely raised the stakes. The barbell alone weighed about 20 kilograms and certainly counted as a lethal weapon, a solid blow from the iron staff had the potential to cause grave injury or even death. Alex felt a distinct chill go down his spine, even with his many fights; this was his first encounter with a possible life or death situation. What worried him more wasn't the fact that he was afraid, that was normal, it was the fact that his body was bursting with energy at the prospect of a death match. With a quick glance about, Alex swiftly surveyed his immediate surroundings, noting the absence of any potential weapons. This meant that Brandon retained the advantage his weapon brought, that of range and destructive capability. On the bright side, as long as he stayed among the exercise machines, Brandon would be unable to use his staff to its full potential, as he would be restricted to jabs without the more destructive swings. Had he been able to swing the barbell with impunity, Alex would have had much greater difficulty deflecting and dodging the heavy blows. As Brandon stalked forward, Alex took on a side stance in order to minimize his profile and targetable area. His hope was to either grasp the barbell during Brandon's jabs or deflect the staff before grappling with Brandon. Brandon may have been physically larger than him, but Alex didn't lose out in strength and certainly not in skill. Brandon began carefully probing Alex's defenses with light and quick jabs, which Alex reflexively deflected and dodged. Seconds passed into minutes as their stalemate continued, Brandon unable to land a decisive strike and Alex stuck out of range to initiate his own. It was with split second timing that disaster struck, as Alex stepped backwards to avoid one of Brandon's more vicious strikes, one of the prone semi-conscious cronies managed to snag the cuff of Alex's baggy pants, making him lose his balance for an instant. Brandon immediately took advantage of the mishap, rushing forward with a maniacal cry while thrusting the iron barbell brutally into Alex's torso. Had he maintained his balance, Alex could have eliminated any potential damage by dodging or deflecting the blow, but he was off-balance so the savage lunge impacted him straight on and there was little he could do besides attempt to minimize the damage. Falling over backward while desperately clasping the iron staff, a flare of pain went through Alex's body as Brandon attempted to grind the barbell into his torso. With little leverage and Brandon standing hunched over his supine body, Alex knew he was in a predicament. With a strength he didn't know he had, Alex managed to wrestle the barbell off his body and into the ground, over the burning pain radiating from his ribs. Immediately after, Alex snapped a kick upwards between Brandon's wide-spread legs impacting with an audible crunch. With an agonized scream, Brandon collapsed at Alex's feet, clutching his ravaged gonads. As Alex lay on his back, exhausted by the fight, he heard rapidly approaching sirens, before a pair of Emergency Medical Technicians (EMTs) and a small army of police officers burst through the gym doors, the gym staff who had been standing along the sidelines, quickly rushed forward to greet the emergency personnel and talk in muffled tones while gesturing towards our supine figures. The rest of the time was occupied by a rush of questions from both the police officers and EMTs, before Alex was loaded up onto the first ambulance and rushed to the hospital. There he was examined by a balding but springy doctor, who sent him off for an X-ray before surprisingly concluding that he had only suffered a few bruised ribs, along with a few other minor bruises and scrapes. The kind demeanoured doctor was shocked to hear about the incident surrounding his injuries and was especially surprised to hear that Alex had taken on more than half a dozen thugs without sustaining serious injury. The visit would have been quite pleasant for Alex had the doctor not mentioned his unique eyes and his wish to study them. Upon hearing that, Alex quickly excused himself before grabbing his prescription for some painkillers and receiving a warning to abstain from strenuous activity. Immediately outside the examination room, Alex was greeted by the sight of a tall Amazonian police woman who was clearly waiting for him. Closing the distance between them, he had to look up to meet her piercing ocean blue eyes, which peered unerringly into his own lavender orbs. She had striking features bearing a stern expression, with medium-length dark brown hair that was braided and draped forward over her shoulder. Her physique was well-muscled yet undeniably feminine, framed by a generous bust and constricted by her blue police officer's uniform. Even clad in drab utilitarian police attire, she was a statuesque beauty. "Are you Alexander Lee? My name is Officer Julia Smith and I'm here to follow-up on your case." Giving her a terse nod, the Amazonian woman gestured for Alex to follow her. "The witnesses concur with your story and judging from the injuries sustained, no charges should be brought against you. Do you however, wish to press charges against your assailants?" Pondering for a moment as they walked towards the pharmacy, Alex asked, "Do you think that anything will come of my pressing charges?" With an audible sigh, Officer Julia said, "You seem like a decent enough kid, so off the record, I don't think anything will happen, though it can't hurt to at least file a report to document the assault. This kid Brandon Miller and his group have pretty powerful parents, and there have been other cases which have been swept under the rug. I don't want to influence your decision, but chances are that any charges you press will disappear." Nodding slowly to himself, Alex gave Officer Julia one of his all-too-rare genuine smiles as he thanked her. "Let me think about it for a while, before I confirm any further action. Is there anything further you require me for?" Shaking her head, the dark haired officer patted Alex lightly on the shoulder before heading in the direction of the hospital entrance. Only once she was out of sight, did a massive blush cover her beautiful features as she thought to herself, 'Damn that boy has got one heartbreaker smile, those eyes were mesmerizing enough without that smile.' Musing quietly to herself once her blush became manageable; she hoped to get another chance to speak to him if he decided to come to the station. Unknowing of the gorgeous police officer's thoughts about him, Alex continued onto the pharmacy to collect his medications. Having already spent more than an hour just waiting for the doctor, Alex was again forced to wait to collect his painkillers, before going off to pay for his visit. Fortunately his scholarship included medical coverage, so he didn't need to inform his aunts about the hospital visit, which would have needlessly worried them. Thankfully, when the police had asked for his guardians' contact details to notify them about the incident, he had given his father's phone number, which they had been unable to get through. Given that he wasn't seriously injured, no further attempt was made to inform his guardians. It never occurred to Alex that the hospital seemed more full than usual, or that his visit had lasted a lot longer than normal due to the longer waiting times, not many seemed to notice the increase in frequency of fights and injuries occurring worldwide and even those dismissed it as post-disaster hysteria. How wrong they were. ----- It was late afternoon when Alex finally exited the hospital, since his apartment was much closer by than the university club offices, he decided to forego his last few errands in favor of returning home to rest. He still had his aunts' gifts with him, miraculously unscathed in the earlier melee and subsequent hospital visit, so his only essential chore had already been completed. Strolling back in the cool afternoon air, Alex couldn't help but feel a prickling sensation along his neck despite the innocuous atmosphere. Feeling uncomfortably exposed without knowing why, Alex picked up the pace and quickly reached his apartment. Inside, he caught a group of his female neighbors just leaving. He wasn't close to any of them but he couldn't help but feel some responsibility to impart his misgivings. "Hey Emily, erm... I know this sounds a bit weird, but I'd advise you to stay home tonight." He told the extremely cute ginger, only to receive a quizzical look in reply. "We're just going to the university 'Disaster' celebration...you want to come with?" "No... thanks for the invitation but I've got a really bad feeling about tonight," Alex replied, surprised to receive an invitation from the girl. The girls of his apartment building tended to avoid him and this was the first time he'd been invited. The four girls exchanged uneasy glances with each other, something about the earnestness with which he spoke and the glimmer in his pale purple eyes really unsettled them. The bleach blond of the group just sneered at Alex, an ugly expression marring her usually quite pretty features. "Superstitious and a shut-in? No wonder you never seem to have any friends. Come on girls, we just survived disaster so let's party and prove that we're alive!" Her sentiment wasn't shared by two of the other girls, Emily shared a look with the beautiful black haired Latino of the group before saying, "Rachel, I think you and Pat can go ahead. Leira and I forgot about an errand we have to do." "What? Don't tell me you've let this emo get to you? Whatever, your loss, you'll be missing out on a great party." With a last disgruntled look at Alex, the two blondes stomped off down the stairs. Feeling like he had absolved himself of responsibility, Alex nodded to his apartment mates, before unlocking his apartment door and entering his apartment. He never saw the intense looks the pixie-haired redhead and the curvaceous Hispanic were giving him, as he locked the door behind him. Laying his gifts carefully on the table, he looked around his painfully neat room before plopping down on his bed. His eventful excursion had exhausted him and he was ready for a long nap. Setting his alarm for half an hour before his bus ride, he closed his eyes and was instantly claimed by sleep. ----- He awoke to terrified screams and the sounds of wood splintering. As adrenaline jolted through his system, Alex was jolted awake. He wasn't usually a morning person, but his numerous camping trips and some unorthodox martial arts training, had trained him to be instantly awake at any sign of danger. Scanning the room for threats, he tried to pinpoint the source of the noise which had awoken him. Another terrified scream pierced the air, sounding like it came from the room opposite his, Emily's apartment. Rushing to the door in spite of any potential danger, Alex snatched up his camping/hunting knife, a full ten inches long and sharp enough to shave with. Bursting out of his apartment to the sound of smashing wood, Alex was greeted by a horrendous sight. Something was hunched before the door of Emily's apartment and had just finished breaking down the solid oak door. The creature was covered in a fine down of fur, matted with blood and clad in the ripped vestige of a red satin dress. Spinning around, the beast revealed itself to be a full 7 feet tall, even hunched over, and looked somewhat like an anthromorphic wolf though with a disquietingly feminine face and figure, framed by an enormous heaving bosom. Blood dripped from its claws and Emily's shivering form, holding a splintered and bloodied broom, could be glimpsed behind the macabre figure. With a snarl, the humanoid beast leapt toward Alex and only his honed reflexes saved him from getting decapitated by a swipe from the monster's over-sized claws. Instinctively whipping his hunting knife across the beast's arm while dodging, caused the beast to leap backwards at the sudden pain. Both figures' gaze were drawn to the thin line of blood welling from the cut and just for a moment, Alex hoped that the creature would be discouraged from attacking, before the beast pounced forward once again. A startling quick streak of brown and blond fur impacted Alex's left shoulder, unfortunately the same side as his injured ribs, as he desperately dodged aside. Alex suppressed a grimace of pain, the narrow corridor of the apartment restricted the amount of space he had to dodge, and Emily was clearly frozen in terror and thus of no help. Spinning to reduce the force of impact, Alex was able to escape the rush of the monster, which promptly smashed into the wall, creating a sizable dent in the concrete surface. While the beast seemed dazed from its impact with the wall, Alex dived forward to drive his knife deep into the neck of the creature, focusing all of his body weight and strength into the savage blow. Faster than he could believe, the beast spun around and backhanded Alex with much of its considerable strength, sending him flying through the doorway into Emily's apartment, fortuitously landing him on the futon laid out on the floor. Unfortunately, the blow itself had cracked his previously bruised ribs as well as fractured much of his left shoulder, rendering half of his upper body useless. Emily was finally knocked out of her reverie by the passage of the flying missile that was her neighbor, narrowly missing her. Swiftly backpedalling towards the once again supine Alex, she quickly looked him over while throwing glances over her shoulder at the twitching prone bestial figure. After backhanding Alex, it had collapsed on the floor surrounded by a rapidly expanding pool of blood. Helping Alex sit up and then supporting him as he stood, they ambled together towards the beastly presence, before stopping a good distance away. Up close and no longer fearing for his life, the feminine features of the beast seemed to taunt him with recognition before he placed them. The beast had a startling resemblance to the bleached blond Rachel, if she grew a few feet and put on a few hundred pounds of muscle along with fur, claws and fangs. Hellcyon Days Ch. 01 Without warning, the beast's eyes flew upon and with tremendous effort, threw itself/herself at the pair. All Alex had time to do was push the elfin redhead away from himself with his good arm, before the mass of bloodied muscle and fangs smashed into him with the force of a truck. Earlier, he had thought that the backhand from the Rachel-beast was bad enough, a full contact body slam was magnitudes worse. A spray of blood burst from his mouth as his entire body went numb. This was certainly a worse portent than excruciating pain, pain reminds you you're alive, numbness means you're in big doo doo. Somehow, just before the impact, Alex had managed to raise his trusty hunting knife with his non-dominant arm, broken shoulder and all, which impaled the Rachel-beast straight through her eye with the same force that she had thrown herself with, entering through the eye-socket and spearing her brain. This meant naught for Alex, since he had just suffered severe body trauma and even had the emergency services been working, the likelihood of his survival was still extremely low. Emily quickly got up from her artless sprawl and inched around the bloody mound. Observing the large knife skewered through the beasts eye-socket, she reasoned that the beast had to be dead this time. More importantly, she had to try and rescue her savior. Trying her best to lever the beast off Alex, the massive bulk of the monster prevented her from even gauging the severity of Alex's wounds, beyond his unconsciousness. Responding to Emily's desperate cries for help, a black haired head popped out from behind a nearby door to survey the morbid scene. "Emily? What's going on?" Leira stammered out as she hesitantly approached. "Hurry and help me get this monster off Alex, then we'll have time to talk!" Together, they managed to push the bloodied carcass off Alex's body, before carefully dragging his body into Leira's uncompromised apartment. Inside, they laid Alex on the bed before Emily took off his baggy shirt to examine his injuries, all the while recounting to the Hispanic girl how she'd been packing her stuff when she'd heard some tentative knocks on her door. "I approached the door to see Rachel curled up on the floor, seemingly extremely weak and groaning something about feeling ill. Then before I could do anything, she gave out this inhuman shriek and started to morph before my eyes. Her muscles and bones began to bulge and grow, whilst fur sprang out all over her body. Her eyes were clenched, seemingly in pain and then her claws and fangs suddenly sprang out." While she was narrating her story to Leira, Emily couldn't help but admire the toned and lean physique of Alex, she knew he wasn't scrawny but this was unexpected, she noticed that Leira's eyes too were riveted to his defined torso, even as she carefully probed and examined Alex's body. "The worst part was the horrible crunching and squelching noises as Rachel's body transformed and in less than half a minute, she had changed into some horrid monstrous parody of herself. At first, I hoped that she had retained some aspect of her humanity, but one look into her inhuman brown orbs and I knew that there wasn't any trace of Rachel in it anymore," the redhead said with a shudder. "How can you be sure that Rachel wasn't in there?" Emily looked up with a solemn expression. "If you had seen that creature while it was alive, you would completely understand...There was nothing human left in that visage, just sheer bestial fury. I screamed and slammed the door shut, just before there was a massive crash on the other side. I am so glad that we live in this apartment, had it been any other, without these solid oak doors and reinforced concrete walls, I'd no longer be here. Anyway, that creature started to tear down my door and all I could do was grab my broomstick and try and stab it through the holes it had begun to rend in my door. Fortunately, just as the monster tore down my door, Mr Hero here came in and saved the day. Got really busted in, fighting the beast, but you should have seen him, he was utterly amazing. -Dammit! I can't tell how serious his wounds are, his entire torso is one big bruise, he's got multiple broken ribs and I can't tell if he's got any internal bleeding. I'm training to be a nurse, not a doctor..." Emily exclaimed as unshed tears glimmered in her eyes. "He's got some blood around his mouth, isn't that a bad thing?" the dark-skinned girl interjected. "Oh crap, you're right, I'll try and clear his air ways, and can you try and contact the emergency hotline, though I suspect that we won't be getting any help from there." Emily said as she tilted Alex's head towards her and tried to ensure that his airways weren't clogged. Both of the girls were surprisingly calm after the cathartic recounting of the horrid events, though now that they had stopped talking, faint shrieks and screams could be heard in the background. Their apartment building was solidly built and had been meant to be a bomb shelter, and as a result was pretty soundproof, so only extremely loud noises could be heard through the thick walls. Leira put down her phone with a frustrated sigh, "No good, all the emergency hotlines are down, I think this might be more widespread than we thought..." "We've got to keep calm, fortunately, it seems that we're the only ones left in the building, everyone else went for the big university celebration." Emily said as she felt Alex's forehead. "He's burning up, but luckily he's still breathing, that's a good sign. If his internal injuries were as bad as I had feared, he would have died by now, there's nothing more we can do at present, so all we can do now is hope for the best. Any ideas?" "I think we should grab as many supplies as possible and consolidate them in my room, I'm sure you've got useful stuff in your room and we both know that Alex is sure to have a ton of useful items," Leira opined. Nodding her head in agreement, both of them snuck toward the door before carefully peering out into the hallway. The coast was clear. Splitting up to save time, Emily went back into her room while Leira entered Alex's room through his still open door. A few short minutes later, they reconvened in Leira's room after taking multiple trips to transport the provisions, careful to make as little noise as possible. Since, Leira's apartment faced the main street, they had peeked through the blinds but nothing could be seen besides the occasional speeding car. It seemed that their portion of the street was pretty clear of people, understandable since most of the stores had closed early and the student apartments were empty due to most of the students having either left for home already or gone for the major university celebration. Moving away from the window, the two girls began to take stock of their provisions. Fortunately, in the short-term at least, food and water didn't seem like a problem. Both girls had stockpiled a ton of snacks and Alex had kept a large number of Meals' Ready-to-Eat (MREs) for his many camping trips. Water and electricity still seemed to be running, though for how long, they didn't know, so they started to fill as many pails and bottles with water as they could find. Alex's room also had a few large camping haversacks so transporting the supplies wasn't a problem. Leira even found an authentic bow along with a quiver of arrows in Alex's room, as well as a wooden staff, which she also brought back. Sitting around their amassed hoard, as they carefully took stock of their provisions, Leira turned on her television, hoping for some good news, but what they saw on the major new channels, chilled their blood. It seemed that the same horrors were happening throughout the world. The military was trying desperately to contain the threat, but nearly half their number had already transformed into those inhuman forms. The news reporters, mercenary as always, tried their best to catch the nightmarish struggle on camera. The bestial figures weren't limited to the furred form of the Rachel-beast, some were a nightmarish amalgam of different creatures and others were utterly unrecognizable. The only thing they had in common was their lethal ability as they tore through military lines. The main problem was the fact that the military lines kept getting compromised as more personnel turned into those creatures. It could've been possible to keep the monsters at bay, had the same monsters not kept appearing in the defence lines as well. "And Alex actually fought one of those and won? With just a knife?..." Leira broke off in amazement, and then realization struck her, "We haven't called our parents!" Both of them immediately began rummaging through their pockets before attempting to contact their respective parents. Emily's phone just kept ringing before going to voice mail, while Leira's managed to get through to hers. "Hello? Thank goodness Mum and Dad, you're alright... Have you seen the news? Check it now and whatever you do, don't go out... Yes, I'm fine. I'm holed up in my apartment together with two of my friends... I've actually met one of those creatures, one of my apartment mates turned and tried to attack my friend. This other friend I'm with managed to subdue the creature, though he was injured... He's still unconscious, though my nurse friend looked him over and the fact that he's still alive, should be a good indicator... Yes, we've got plenty of food and water, we're going to try and stay inside, hopefully this whole thing will blow over... Take care, love you, and stay safe." Leira looked up to see the worried visage of Emily as she kept trying to get through to her parents, but to no avail. "They should be home, but no one's picking up..." Emily's voice cracked. Leira quickly moved over to her best friend and hugged her, while Emily's worried sobs echoed softly through her apartment. ----- It was hours later that Alex's body began to convulse, both Leira and Emily had fallen into an exhausted sleep after barricading the door with Leira's sparse furniture, and they woke with a start. They stared fearfully at Alex's jerking body as they were paralyzed with terror, it hadn't occurred to them that one of their own would transform, they had assumed incorrectly that all the people who would turn had already undergone the transformation. With mute horror, they watched as the bones and muscles of Alex's body started to rearrange in grotesque pops and cracks as his body shape seemed to grow and change, an iridescent carapace began to form over his skin, as the once horrid bruising faded, forming claws and armor while creating a fearsome visage. His head took on the countenance of some bygone prehistoric creature, seemingly frozen in the rictus of a snarl. But what was most terrifying were the skeletal wings that sprung forth from the Alex-creature's back, at first glance they appeared akin to those of a bat without the membrane between its fingers. But on more careful observation, the vast wing span could be seen to be riddled with spines and spikes, there were many more 'fingers' to the disconcertingly beautiful wings, and somehow their shimmering glow seemed to give the devastatingly dangerous appendages an ethereal light. With a horrid gasp, both the girls beheld the awe-inspiring figure as it twitched then slowly sat up. The unhurried movement only concentrated the flustered gaze of the two women as they beheld the spectacle of a manhood that the armored figure's shifting had revealed. Earlier, before falling asleep, they had removed the baggy jeans that Alex had worn, in order to make him more comfortable and had been treated to the sight of a snug pair of boxer-briefs outlining a cock of substantial size. As a result of their earlier ministration, as the figure shifted, his underwear failed to contain the now swollen lengths of his cocks, revealing to the awe-struck stares of the women, a pair of diamond hard erections jutting from the band of his boxer-briefs. The transformation had given Alex a dual pair of cocks, ridged beyond the norm and larger than even his previous considerable size, what could have been monstrous, assumed instead an otherworldly allure. The two women, despite themselves, couldn't help but imagine and crave their crush's swollen member thrusting deep into their gushing pussies. Try as they might, they couldn't shake off the lust that had overcome them as they continued to stare at the sitting figure, much like mice before a snake. ----- Alex woke to a world without pain, the last thing he could remember was a flash of brown combined with a horrendous impact and then a smothering weight followed by oblivion. Slowly sitting up to prevent aggravating any injuries, Alex was immediately hit by how different he felt. He felt stronger and more energetic than ever, and deep within him there was a slowly smoldering warmth that he couldn't recognize. Scanning his surroundings, he instantly noticed his pair of neighbors sitting near the corner of the room next to the window, seemingly mesmerized by him. Wondering to himself what exactly was the matter, he finally took a look at himself and was shocked beyond words. The first thing he noticed was that he was almost completely naked, immediately followed by the fact that he had a pair of raging hard-ons, not A raging hard-on but two. What. The. Fuck. Immediately after, he realized that he appeared to be covered in some form of armor the colour of mother-of-pearl. Standing up, he almost stumbled before noticing that his balance was off. As he shifted to compensate for his alteration to his center of gravity, he was baffled by the myriad of unrecognizable sensations littering his mind. Glimpsing a gleaming shape in the corner of his vision, he turned his head and was greeted by the vision of shimmering wings and instantly connected his new-found sensations with the tactile feedback of his new appendages. Experimentally rolling his shoulders, his wings barely seemed to move before he mentally attempted to move his new appendages. With barely an effort, the spiked tendrils flashed forward too quick for a normal eye to follow, piercing the wall 15 feet away with effortless ease. Shocked at the lethality of his blade-wings, he drew back his wings as he looked back at his neighbors, only to remember that his privates were uncovered. He leapt to his feet, startling the pair, while attempting to cover his groin, with little effect. With his fluorescent blush shielded from view by his carapace-mask, he stuttered, "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to flash you, but where's my clothing? What happened?" What Alex didn't realize was that his once vibrant amethyst orbs had become an incandescent blaze of purple, even more spellbinding than before, so it took the girls' brains a few moments to restart. "You're... You're speaking? You're not a monster?" Emily stammered and Leira immediately followed with a blush, "We took off your clothes to make you more comfortable and... you don't need to worry yourself about flashing us." Reaching over to pick up Alex's shirt and jeans, which had been hidden from view, from behind the coach. The beautiful Hispanic girl cautiously walked over and handed the clothing over, whilst subtly taking peeks at Alex's insufficiently covered throbbing members. Hastily turning around, Alex almost shredded his clothing with his new-found claws before they along with his carapace retracted into his skin. Fortunately, he seemed to have at least subconscious control over his new armor, though he noticed that while his wings had mostly withdrawn and folded up when his carapace had disappeared, they couldn't retract fully, leaving a perceptible mound on his back while wearing clothing. As Alex put on his last piece of apparel, the redhead and black haired beauty breathed out an audible sigh of disappointment, which drew a puzzled glance from him. Alex's body had become if anything, more toned and lean after his transformation, and he had grown slightly in height, though nowhere near Rachel's extent. The changes had been concealed by the gleaming carapace, but when it had withdrawn into his skin, Alex's improved body had been lay bare for the two girls to ogle, and ogle they did, almost as if they were trying to sear into their eyes, the image of Alex flexing as he put on his clothing. The problem arose when Alex's vicious hard-ons refused to subside, and he recognized the rapidly growing blaze within him. Even through his baggy jeans, the steely erections of his cocks formed an obvious obscene bulge in the denim fabric, which the girls' eyes refused to leave. Looking up at the pair of gorgeous women, the raging lust within him rose to the forefront of his mind, but the memories of a broken man and years of mental conditioning gave him the power to resist. He had suppressed his lusts for years and he refused to concede to them so easily. Letting out a strangled gasp as he wrapped his arms around himself, he fought out, "Girls, you've got to leave the room now! I'm a danger to you! The transformation changed more than my body... It's... enflamed my lusts! Quick, while I can still control myself!" Sharing an unreadable look with each other, Emily started, "Alex, you may not know this, but we've loved you for more than 3 years. I know you recognized us from high school, so don't deny it. You always act so antisocial but you're never one to look away from a wrong doing." Leira continued with a radiant smile, "We've seen you take it upon yourself to attract all the bullies, focusing their attention on you, in order to prevent and deflect any harm from weaker students. You could've averted your eyes, heck you could've been one of the popular people if you had chosen to walk such a path. But you didn't." At this point, Alex was shivering constantly and his grip was white knuckled as he tried his best to avert his eyes from the two approaching beauties. In his mind, two embers of gradually increasing incandescence were approaching the furnace of his core. Emily took off her shirt with a sensual wriggle as she continued huskily, "I know you remember how you saved the both of us from the cadre of bullying senior bitches in freshman year. When you casually strolled into the female bathroom, before they could start anything with us, and then sprayed them with the water hose, chasing them out of the toilet. You were already our hero, some guys...no most guys would've expected something in return for their help, or at least some recognition, but you just gave us a small smile before casually strolling back out. We tried to get to know you better, but you kept everyone beyond arm's length." The dark eyed Latino girl slowly pushed her jeans down her curvaceous hips as her eyes locked to his, "When we discovered that not only had we gone to the same university, but we also lived in the same apartment building floor. We dared to hope and we bided our time, knowing that we had to find the right opportunity to weasel our way into your life. Three years of trying to befriend you had taught us that much." As the two girls conducted their slow strip tease, leaving behind a trail of clothing, Alex was torn, his resolve was weakening with every throb of his swollen members, while the words of the sensual pair slowly descended into throaty purrs. "And now the perfect opportunity has been presented to us!" The pair of beauties finished their speech in unison, just as they ended up stark naked before Alex. And what a sight they were to behold, the olive skinned beauty of Leira contrasting beautifully with the pale flaming haired vision of Emily. Alex certainly recalled that particular instance to which they were referring, even among the beauties of his high school, the two of them had stood out, which had made them a prime target. Alex had managed to step in before it could escalate to physical abuse. And their subsequent actions had been one of the few true temptations he had throughout his life, their earnestness had shone through even his cynicism, but he had managed to hold back then. Hellcyon Days Ch. 01 All this flashed through his mind even as his resolve crumbled. He took a swift step forward, crushing their luscious curves against his body, as he mashed his lips first to the ginger-haired beauty before partaking in the lips of the gorgeous Hispanic. His hands roamed the bodies of the two women, carefully exploring every nook and cranny of their bodies, trying to find their most sensitive spots. The two women tried their best to muffle their moans as the man of their dreams meticulously ravaged their bodies. Even as lust roared through his mind, Alex was able to note the differences in the sensitivity and beauty of the two women. Leira was slightly taller and more athletic with an incredibly juicy ass and legs to die for. Straight hair, the color of night, trailed down to the small of her back, highlighting her olive skin which gleamed with sweat as the slender curve of her waist flowed beautifully into the luscious curves of her bubble butt, her grapefruit sized breasts sat firm and high upon her chest, topped with sensitive small dark nipples. Emily was more petite with short pixie-like hair and had an almost elfin look about her, though this image was 'marred' by the size of her bosom. She had a svelte figure topped with a pair of enormous torpedo breasts that put the pin-up models of the 60s to shame, her paired beauties, the size of cantaloupes, were incredibly sensitive and were capped with puffy areoles that screamed to be sucked. Her slim waist curved into a pert peach-shaped ass, which led to her coral pink glistening womanhood. As Alex caressed the two women who were madly in love with him, he curled his arms around them before flaring his wings and draping their bodies in silver. If the girls had thought themselves in heaven then, they were proven how wrong they were, as the incredibly sharp tendrils of his wings, proved how gentle and sensual they could be, as Alex caressed every single portion of their body. Even as he dominated their mouths, his hands rose to their breasts to squeeze and tease them, alternating gentle touches with tantalizing caresses. The girls weren't idle as Alex ravaged their bodies, their hands stroked and massaged every part of his body they could reach, slipping under his baggy shirt to caress his body directly, and when they discovered how sensitive his new wings were, they didn't hesitate to stroke and caress them in order draw out more of his deep throaty moans. Deepening their kisses, Emily was delighted to note that Alex's changes weren't limited to his outside, his tongue proved to be inhumanly flexible and long, and even as the kiss ended, she couldn't help yearning for more. She lowered her head to lick and suck at his neck, even as Alex devoured her best friend's lips. Emily's hands drifted downwards to Alex's as of yet untouched pants, only to discover that her friend seemed to have had a similar train of thought. Savagely unbuckling his jeans and firmly pulling down both his pants and underwear. Alex's dual cocks were revealed to female hands for the first time. Curling their fingers around each diamond hard organ, the girls gave a few tentative strokes, before confidently alternating between gentle teases and loving strokes. As the girls experimented with their first cock, Alex decided to return the favor as he slid his hands down their gorgeous bodies before gently exploring the wetness of their lower lips. Both of them were incredibly wet, literally dripping with nectar and as Alex slowly slid his fingers along their sensitive pussy lips, the girls couldn't help but arch their back and release exquisitely throaty moans of joy. Taking the opportunity of his freed lips, he brought both his hands up to his lips and quickly tasted each girl's nectar before smacking his lips and giving the girls a devilish grin, then lunging forward to suck at the neck of Leira. Dropping his hands back down to the girls' pussies, he went about exploring their silken flesh before finally caressing the pearl nestled at the top of their sex, sending a jolt of pure pleasure through their bodies and setting their pussies ablaze. Leira couldn't take it anymore, so as Alex focused his oral attentions on the ginger, she quickly dropped to her knees, coming face to face with Alex's cocks for the first time. "Beautiful..." She murmured, while admiring Alex's side by side iron hard staves, they looked slightly different from the cocks she'd seen in porn, more ridged and bumped and his piss slits leaked pre-cum continuously. She gave the bulbous head a light kiss before engulfing Alex's cock. With no afore warning, Alex gave a surprised gasp before placing his hand Leira's head and gently caressing and guiding her motions. Leira and Emily had only practiced their blowjob technique on some very lucky bananas before this, not realizing the true size of Alex's member, so when confronted with the much larger and thicker than expected cock, the dark skinned beauty simply took it on as a challenge. While enjoying the ministrations of the Latino beauty, Alex continued to make out with the other lady in his arms with great gusto, before she too gained a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she broke off her lip lock, and lowered herself beside her best friend. Before he could prepare himself, Emily unleashed her own practiced technique on Alex's relatively unattended cock and his mind was set afire with pleasure. In his mind's eye, the flame that represented his core began to burn even brighter as it wrapped flaming tendrils around what had once been smoldering embers. With a great resounding roar, Alex meshed his fingers through their silken locks before unleashed his essence into the welcoming mouths of the two beauties. At the same time, a surge of pleasure beyond anything they'd ever felt before wrecked the bodies of the two best friends, shuddering through their body as they squirted their fuck juices all over the floor. As Alex filled their mouths to overflowing with his salty seed, the girls hastily gulped down the continuous jets of cream, before finally he loosened his fingers to smile down at the Cheshire grins of the two women. Suddenly feeling exhaustion come over him as his erections finally subsided and one of his cocks miraculously withdrew into his body without a trace, Alex dropped to his weakened knees and wrapped his arms around once had just been his two neighbors. He knew that he had passed a line of no-return, no longer could he abstain from emotional bonds, not with this two and certainly not with his aunts. Gently kissing them, he murmured softly, "Thank you for what you've done, I fear that if both of you hadn't been here, I would have turned into one of them. So truly, from the bottom of my heart, thank you." Looking into his eyes as tears gently rolled down their faces, Leira began, "This meant just as much to us, as it did to you. And I have to say, it was certainly worth the wait," she finished with a grin. "Near the end, did you feel something beyond a normal orgasm? I thought I glimpsed a massive fire surround me, even as you came in my mouth," Emily asked tentatively. Alex paused, "I think I may have developed more... powers beyond just this physical change, somehow I've gained this ability to see lust?.. In my mind's eye, these flames have appeared, hovering in the darkness and somehow I just know they correspond to each of us. At our climax, my flame reached out and encircled the embers which represent the two of you, and I know that in some way, a bond has been formed and your flames have changed," Alex hazarded. Fearing the worst, Alex was thrilled by the joyous expressions on the faces of two women. "So now you can't get rid of us!" Emily grinned as they collapsed on the floor in a group hug. Smiling widely, Alex continued, "As much as I would like to go further, the change and bonding has really drained me out. I think it'd best for us to rest now and discuss things further in the morning." With a few yawns and nods, the threesome wormed over to the bed without leaving their collective cuddle, before settling into the sheets with a comfortable sigh, before Alex bolted upright as something struck him. Dashing over to the phone, he dialed his home phone and then his aunts' hand phones. Only to be greeted by a dead tone at every turn. ----- Alex had always known he wasn't normal. Beyond his unique appearance, even from a young age, he had possessed some kind of sixth sense. Most of the time, he was able to 'feel' the emotions of those nearby to him. That was a major reason why he went out of his way to prevent bullying; the cloying sensation of despair and fear that emanated from those in trouble, nauseated him. The burning glares that he drew as a result were infinitely better than the despondency that the downtrodden gave off. As a side-effect, Alex was able to roughly gauge the well-being of those he 'felt', this ability was most pronounced in those closest to him and as he grew older, his control over this sixth sense matured. The distance to which he was able to sense emotions was never very large, even at 19, his limit was only a few meters but this restriction never applied to those closest to him. Even a hundred miles away, Alex never lost contact with the emotional wellbeing of his aunts, which was why he didn't panic (much) when he was unable to reach them. Focusing his thoughts in their direction, Alex was able to 'feel' that his aunts were alright, stressed and worried, but they were in no pain. There was a small wisp of sorrow that worried Alex, but he put that to the back of his mind, they were unharmed and that's what mattered. Alex was then shocked by the appearance of two more flames in his mindscape, somehow it seemed, his sixth sense was linked to his new ability. There existed a bond between his blaze and the new flames, which was less yet more than the one between him and his two new lovers. With a weary sigh, Alex opened his lilac eyes and glanced over to meet the worried onyx and emerald eyes of the two nude women. "I can sense that my family's fine and they're ensconced at home. As long as they stay indoors, I think they'll be fine, our family home was built to last," Alex declared with a forced confident tone, trying his best not to worry. "It's probably best for us to regain our strength before we decide to do anything." Nodding mutely, the two girls lifted their arms welcomingly to Alex, before beckoning him to return to bed with identical smirks that promised much. Shaking his head with a grin, Alex plodded back to the bed, wriggled between the shapely vixens, before settling in with his arms around the both of them. The pair of beauties draped their arms and legs over their respective sides before sighing contentedly. Looking seriously at him, they began telling Alex about what they had seen on television. The widespread chaos was alarming, though at present, all they could do was hope for the best. Their eyes lids drooping, they quickly concluded their short discussion before the girls fell deeply into a dreamless slumber. Though his worries continued to nag at the back of his mind, Alex eventually managed to fall into a mostly restful sleep. ----- Alex was awakened by a warm wet sensation engulfing his swollen cock, raising his bed-tousled head, he was treated to the sight of a dark haired head bobbing up and down on his aching member. Sensing his revival, the half-lidded obsidian eyes of Leira rose to meet Alex's lusty stare. Somehow managing to smile around the thickness of his cock, her movements became if anything more enthusiastic. Suppressing a pleasured groan, Alex reached down with his sole free hand to caress the Latino's unruly head. Holding the silken bangs of her hair out of the way, Leira licked and nibbled as she lavished all of her attention on his member. "Leira... I'm about to cum," Alex gasped out before spewing his thick cream into her waiting mouth. With a satisfied purr, the olive skinned women licked up the drops of seed which had escaped her mouth, before crawling up and pecking her lover on the lips. "Good morning Alex, I hope you liked your wake-up call?" Leira grinned impishly. Nodding with a smile, Alex looked over to see the still softly snoring figure of Emily, before a wicked plan formed in his mind. Carefully freeing his imprisoned arm, which had been curled around the ginger, he pounced onto his Latino lover caging her with his muscled form. Claiming her pouty lips, he extended his wings and with a twinkle in his eye, started to mercilessly tickle every inch of her curvaceous body. Leira tried to squeal but her cries were muffled by Alex's kiss and she was helpless before his steely strength. Slowly, his touches turned sensual and Leira's stifled laughter morphed into groans of pleasure. Trailing kisses down her neck to her bountiful bosom, Alex paused to savor the moment before lavishing his attention on the firm tits of his lover. Nibbling and sucking around the peripheral of the mounds, moving in concentric circles, he gradually moved closer to the startling erect dark nipples of Leira, before switching over to her other breast. Leira desperately arched her back, trying to coax his pleasurable lips towards her aching nips, before with a drawn out moan, Alex finally covered her sensitive nipples with his mouth and began to lick and suckle gently. Slowly ramping up the suction and force of his tongue, Leira was pleasantly surprised to note that the flexibility and length of his tongue definitely aided in Alex's pleasurable technique. Able to curl and caress her sensitive peaks, the dark haired beauty was treated to a level of pleasure that she'd never reached before with her own fingers, and with a delightful shiver, her body tensed as she came hard. Before she could recover, Alex swiftly moved down to her drenched hairless flower and with roguish gleam in his eye, gave her slit a broad stroke of his tongue, culminating at her delicate nub. With a restrained cry, her previously declining climax shot up to an even higher level. Alex didn't stop there, enjoying her reaction, he pressed his lips to her delicious honey pot and began to lap at her silken folds like his life depended on it. Despite this being his first time, his long agile tongue explored every nook and cranny of her velvet walls like he was born to it, by memorizing her reactions to his different actions, he drove his woman to previously unthought-of of summits. As her juices began to flow even more freely and her pussy convulsed around his embedded tongue, Alex continued to fondle her entire body with his hands and wings, before he started stimulating a spot near the top of her tunnel which he'd read about, whilst stimulating her clit with his fingers at the same time. With a strangled cry of ecstasy, Leira fell limp. Looking up to see the large smile plastered on her unconscious face, Alex unworriedly licked the rest of her delicious essence from his face before turning to see his redhead lover watching him and desperately pleasuring herself with her fingers. "Someone's a little voyeur," Alex smirked. "And someone's really excited," the flame haired girl shot back with a blush tinting her cheeks and a pointed look at Alex's jutting rod. "Where's the other one? I admit that a single one is already pretty intimidating alone, but the other one could have been a lot of fun..." Emily trailed off as her face and neck gained the same colour as her fiery tresses, before spreading her legs lewdly and beckoning him. Shaking his head with a small grin, Alex murmured, "Insatiable vixens..." as he knee-walked towards the shivering ginger, before wrapping her in his arms and kissing her gently. "Are you sure? It's probably going to hurt," Alex said as he gestured towards his enormous member. "I don't want to hurt you." Shaking her head and silently pulling him toward her, Emily whispered softly, "This has been my dream for years, don't worry, I'm going to enjoy every minute of it." The red-haired beauty grasped Alex's cock firmly and he allowed her guide him to her velvet entrance. With a sharp and firm thrust, he sank into her depths, a momentary resistance, the only sign of a breached maidenhood. A tear leaked from the corner of her eye, juxtaposing with the radiant smile on Emily's face as she wrapped her arms around him and sunk his considerable length deeper into her sex. She had never felt so full in her life and the short sharp pain only exacerbated the pleasure and happiness she felt at being one with her beloved one. Alex was awash in pleasure, Emily's virgin tunnel was extremely tight and fit his cock like a glove. The only reason he could actually move was due to his newly inhuman strength and the fuck oils drenching her pussy. He slowly withdrew his iron member and Emily was briefly saddened at the loss of his cock, before with a grunt, he thrust back into her welcoming cunt. The new ridges and bumps decorating Alex's cock now showed their purpose as they massaged and prodded the delicate folds of Emily's pussy. With her virgin-tightness, the red haired pixie could feel every single ridge and bump along the curvature of Alex's cock, and they were driving her crazy. Alex fell into a steady rhythm as he fucked his woman hard, again and again he speared her satin lips, before with a grunt, Alex finally embedded himself completely. Grinding his cock head against her cervix as he savored the feeling of Emily's cunt fully enveloping his cock, he drew out a prolonged moan from Emily before giving her several lightning quick full-length thrusts. Returning to a more steady pace, Alex's cock continued to stir up her insides and enflame her lusts. The repeated spreading of her glistening folds was sending out shocks of pleasure that radiated from her pussy, which slowly spread throughout her body. Capturing one of her puffy nipples in his mouth, Alex sucked almost savagely as he pinched and twisted the other, while Emily was helpless under his hands. Her body arched, presenting her voluminous bust to the ravaging of Alex's hands and mouth as he sucked and licked every portion of her body that he could reach. The orgasm that had been building within her reached a crescendo as Alex's rampaging cock continued to ceaselessly ravish the delicate folds. Emily's body strained as taut as a bowstring as she was drowned in waves of pleasure. Unnoticing, Alex continued to savagely thrust into Emily's yielding body before finally with a great lunge, he spewed his molten seed straight into her womb sending her body into an even higher plateau of pleasure. Their bodies shuddered as Alex continued to shoot his hot sticky essence deep into her welcoming cunt and there seemed no end to the pulses of cream splattering over the walls of her womb. Finally, Alex's balls seemed to empty, as Emily slowly came down from her overwhelming orgasm. Before she could come out of her daze, the still diamond hard rod of Alex withdrew only to impale her puffy lower lips once more. With a scream of agonized pleasure, Emily was once again assaulted with a bliss that verged on pain as Alex ravished her. Crushing her body to the bed, he hammered her pussy with solid unyielding strokes as her legs wrapped around him. Supporting his body on his arms and gazing down upon the seraphic expression on the flame haired girl's face, higher mental functions seemed to short circuit within Alex's mind as he devoted himself completely to the ravishing of the angel beneath him. This was the scene that greeted Leira as she came to from her pleasure-induced coma. Her first response was a jolt of jealously which was ruthlessly suppressed when she realized that something was wrong. Her best friend's enraptured expression was beyond delirious with pleasure and the mattress was soaked with sweat and fuck juices. Sitting up, Leira strained to see how puffy and swollen Emily's labia lips were, before rushing over to try and stop Alex. Hellcyon Days Ch. 01 From her position, she hadn't been able to observe Alex's expression and she was shocked to see the picture of ferocity that his face had become. Failing to attract his attention, she tried to bodily wrestle him away, but his iron cord muscles and steely body wouldn't be diverted from their savage course. Desperate and unable to think of anything, she grabbed his face and kissed him with all the skill she could muster. Gradually his hips halted their motion as he withdrew from the embrace of Emily's succulent cunt, releasing a torrent of pink tinged cum that spewed from the swollen labia lips. Thinking that she'd gotten through to him, she was stunned when instead, he pinned her to the mattress, imprisoning her with his body as he devoured her lips. Moaning in spite of herself, their tongues wrestled and intertwined in an age old dance, before she felt a searing heat meet her weeping slit. Before she could brace herself, Alex buried his member into her satin cunt, deeply driving his cock into the depths of her tunnel. Since she had been more active in sports, Leira's hymen had broken long ago, so there was only some slight discomfort as the thickness of his cock split the folds of her virgin cunt. Astounded at the fullness she felt, Leira's lusts were further set aflame as her beloved's cock plundered her inner walls. If anything, the Latino's pussy was even tighter than the ginger due to the large number of sports she did, and she would later swear that she could count the number of ridges and bumps on Alex's cock as they massaged her slick folds. With a great cry, the black haired woman dug her fingernails into Alex's back and her legs curled tightly about his waist, as a mind-blowing orgasm tore through her body. The brief pain from Leira's clawing finally knocked Alex out of his trance as he splattered the folds of her pussy with great globs of cum. As the pulses of hot sticky cream flooded her womb, Leira's orgasm refused to crest and her body continued to shudder in ecstasy. Minutes later as Leira finally recovered from the mind-numbing orgasm, feeling a pleasant soreness from the loss of her virginity, she looked over to see the guilt-ridden face of Alex as he beheld the damage he had inflicted on Emily's delicate sex. The redhead had yet to come out of her semi-conscious stupor and Alex was carefully examining the puffy and slightly bloody lower lips. "This is my fault, I did this to her. I couldn't control myself and this is the result." Moving over to comfort Alex, Leira soothed, "You didn't know what would happen, none of us knew. Don't worry, it doesn't look too bad, our pussies can handle more punishment than that." The dark haired girl tried to finish with a joke. Seeing that Alex was still wallowing in recrimination, Leira moved closer to Emily and tried to rouse her. After a few moments, Emily's eyes began to focus before she gave Leira a shit-eating grin, you could almost see the feathers sticking out of the corner of her mouth. Languidly stretching, she looked over to see the sorrowed features of her lover and it instantly put a damper on her emotions. Quickly moving over to Alex while suppressing a wince, she asked worriedly, "What's wrong dear? It wasn't bad for you was it? It was my first time so I'm sure I'll get better..." Shaking his head and refusing to meet her eyes, Alex said quietly, "I hurt you... I didn't.. couldn't stop even when you were semi-conscious. Then I raped Leira when she tried to stop me." Shocked beyond words, Emily turned her gaze to Leira, who quickly shock her head and interjected, "No, Alex. You didn't rape me, I wanted it... I wanted you and you certainly didn't force me." "But weren't you trying to stop me from hurting Emily?" Alex said almost timidly. "Have you seen her face? If you hadn't looked like death frozen over, my girl here wouldn't be able to wipe her grin off her face without an industrial sander. Heck, I'm more than a little jealous, my first time with you was sheer ecstasy, but she got to be driven beyond her limits of pleasure for god-knows how long. Sanity is over-rated," Leira laughed. Looking over to Emily, who nodded vigorously, the tension gradually flowed out of Alex and a smile emerged. "So it was that good huh? Want to go again?" Alex teased. Giving him a smirk of her own, Emily teased back, "So our stallion is still randy huh, do you want both of us at the same time now? Try and test drive your other cock? Sorry but my poor abused pussy needs some rest, though I'm sure my besty here would be glad to alleviate any pressure." Her joking tone taking any sting from her words. Leira glanced, slightly hopeful at Alex, before her tentative smile grew into a full-flown laugh as she observed the jutting hardness of his shaft. Leaping at him with surprising vigor, she exclaimed, "This time I want to be on top!" Before straddling his hips and sinking down onto his prominent weapon. "You girls are insatiable!" He laughed as he reached up to fondle the tantalizing globes of tit-flesh bouncing gently before his face, before trying his best to squeeze as much of the tanned breast into his mouth. With a moan of pleasure as she savored the fullness of her cunt, Leira started to bounce energetically on Alex's lap. With a 'plop', Alex's mouth came free of the glistening treat as Leira's movements proved too enthusiastic. Smirking at the enjoyment on her face, Alex dropped his hands to the curve of the Latino's hips and assisted in her vigorous movement, even as he admired the sleek lines of the Hispanic's body. Her toned and athletic body, combined with her olive tone, reminded him of a panther, the interplay of muscles under tanned skin giving the impression of an almost primal grace. Halting her movements for a moment, Leira switched tactics as she began to grind her mound against Alex's pelvic bone, rolling her hips in a circular motion, her sensitive clit sending jolts of electricity up her spine. Alex was certainly not disappointed at her decision as the olive skinned beauty used her newly discovered pussy muscles to massage his engorged member. Sliding herself around his lap in alternating rotary and sliding movements, her first orgasm began as a slow warmth that spread throughout her body, different but just as enjoyable as her previous explosive one. Demonstrating his new inhuman strength, Alex raised her up by the hips and began to thrust rapidly into her gushing pussy. His hips almost too fast follow, what had once been a steady drip became a gushing spray as Leira squirted her nectar all over Alex's crotch, before Alex once again deposited another load of potent seed all over her cervix. With a pleased sigh, their bodies gradually stopped shuddering and their lips met in a loving kiss before Alex lay back on the mattress, holding the Latin beauty still impaled, to his chest. "So now, we're even," Leira mumbled into Alex's chest. "What?" he replied confused. "You fucked Emily first, so I got to have the next two rounds. Those're the guidelines we set down," Leira whispered. "Wait, you mean both of you planned to share me from the beginning?" Alex said, a bit of wonderment in his eyes. Walking over and pulling one of Alex's arms around her as she lay down beside them, Emily continued, "Yep, we're best friends and we share pretty much everything, and neither one of us wanted to deprive our besty of the man of her dreams, so we set down some guidelines. And before you ask, nope, we can't tell you, they're a secret." "My god, don't you ever go down?" Leira exclaimed as she shifted her sex around Alex's still swollen shaft. "Em, you know he still hasn't gone soft? He's cum... at least four times already since we woke up and he's still horny?" Swiping at her tender pussy lips, Emily said, "I don't know how many times he came in me, but I'm still dripping cum, just look at the amount we've left all over the place already. Lei, you should be glad you're not going to have to use your mattress for much longer, it's completely soaked through with cum." Finally noticing how uncomfortably sticky the mattress was after the redhead's comment, the threesome went to the en-suite bathroom for a shower. It was a bit of a tight squeeze, but as they enjoyed the thankfully still running hot water, the cleansing touches became more sexual and before they knew it, Alex was again ramming Leira against the bathroom wall while making out with Emily, carefully avoiding her still tender sex. Unloading another two deposits of cream deep within her cunt, as both girls experienced an untold number of orgasms from Alex's tender attention. The same thought ran through both women's minds, that Alex was definitely displaying a prodigious talent for pleasuring the opposite sex, especially when combined with his improved equipment and new appendages. As they reluctantly dried off, more than two hours after they had first woken up, while munching on an energy bar, Alex realized that he needed to return to his apartment for a change in clothes, since all he had right now to preserve his modesty was a towel wrapped around his waist. Emily was fine, since she had brought over some of her clothing when they had been scavenging earlier, though now that they might be leaving the apartment, she'd need more hardy clothing. Creeping over to the door, the two girls joked that Alex could keep his current attire, they certainly wouldn't complain, before giggling at the blush that permeated Alex's cheeks as he cautiously peered out into the empty hallway. Shouldering two of Alex's haversacks, the group stalked towards Emily's apartment with Alex in the lead, even though there was unlikely to be any danger. With the racket they had been making earlier, any creature within the apartment building would have been slobbering at the door by now. Went to show how easily lust can overcome common sense. Entering her room, Alex noted how feminine it appeared (he hadn't really paid much attention to Leira's room, though in his defense, he was very much distracted at the time), it seemed that Emily was fond of her pastel pinks and soft colors. Standing guard at the door, Leira and Emily went about collecting anything that might be useful, knowing that they could always wean out the impractical later. With a tap on his shoulder, the threesome moved warily across the hallways to Alex's room, before closing and locking the door. With the help of the two girls, Alex quickly packed all his camping gear and foul weather clothing before dragging a heavy steel safe out from under his bed. Spinning the dial rapidly, he unlocked it and took out a pair of handguns along with several boxes of bullets. Emily cocked her eyebrow and pondered, "Isn't it against school policy to keep any firearms in a school lodging?" Alex replied with a grin, "I won't tell if you won't." Retreating back to Leira's room with their booty, they carefully emptied their loot onto the floor and began to categorize them according to type. With all their provisions already in one mound, they divided their clothing into separate piles, while setting aside tools, camping gear and weapons into the last pile. Looking to Alex for his survival expertise, they slowly whittled down the non-essentials to an amount that they could feasibly carry. Since the weather in their region never got particularly harsh, it was fortunate that they didn't require too much foul weather gear. Sitting down with a huff, Alex faced the two girls over their packed bags before carefully considering them, and though he had his reservations, he told them about the sixth sense he'd possessed ever since he was a kid and how it'd affected his behavior. As he finished, he was greeted with silence before he was mobbed by some very tantalizing female flesh. "That's so cool! / You're like a superhero!" The two girls exclaimed. "You believe me? And you don't think I'm a freak?" Alex said in wonder. Looking at him as if he was a dunce before looking meaningfully over his shoulder at his folded wings, the two girls kissed Alex on opposite cheeks before Leira began, "We've seen mutant beasts and bagged the guy of our dreams, you think a little ESP is going to chase us off?" Alex blushed at the comment as he thought to himself, how quickly these two had wormed their way into his heart, and how he'd never blushed and smiled this much in a long time, though he had to admit that it felt great. Pinching his cheek, Emily smiled, "Silly monster, you think you'll get rid of us that easily?" It was at this moment that another monster reared its ugly head as Emily felt a rapidly swelling shape push against her hand which had been accidentally rubbing Alex's cock. Slapping his shoulder lightly, the pixie-haired redhead exclaimed, "Down boy, if it was up to your lower head, we'd never leave this apartment, you seem adamant on making sure that our bellies remain full of your cum." With the image of distended bellies filling his mind, Alex blurted out, "We haven't been using any protection!" Both girls laughed, "Typical guy, it's up to us girls to make sure that we don't start repopulating the world too soon. Don't worry, we're both on birth control, though you'd better be ready when we decide we want kids," Leira told Alex. Nodding relievedly, Alex replied, "I want kids... I want a big family, now's just not the right time, it's too dangerous and we certainly can't support any children right now." Emily smiled impishly, "On the topic of sex, what happened to your other cock? It disappeared yesterday and hasn't reappeared since, was it just some anomaly?" Before she could continue, she was surprised to feel a second distinctive shape emerge to push against her absently fondling fingers. "Ah, there you are," the redhead murmured as she moved to caress both bulges. When Emily had mentioned his second cock, Alex had attempted to will the missing member out, and his body had responded by extruding the additional organ, which interestingly enough, appeared on the opposite side from which it had initially disappeared. It seemed that Alex had some control over the emergence of the second cock, even as his original shifted slightly to make room. Following this train of thought, Alex concentrated on his mindscape and noticed that the blaze that represented his core had grown, as had the girls' two embers. Thinking back, he realized that while they had been coupling, the same phenomenon, as when his girls had given him their first blowjob, had occurred. Assuming that the fires' growth and sexual intercourse was linked, Leira's ember should have grown more than her best friend's, given the number of times they had sex, but they continued to be of roughly equal size. Trying his best to recall what had happened in his mindscape during their furious fucking, he realized that his first session with Emily had lasted longer than he had previously estimated, more than an hour of furious non-stop screwing, no wonder the redhead's pussy had been rubbed raw. Emerging from his contemplations to meet the understanding eyes of his women, he told them, "It seems that during our erm...copulating ("Just call it fucking," Emily smirked) my abilities continued to affect us even without my conscious control. I'm not sure what exactly the larger flames mean, but somehow I recognize the fact that both of you are now irrevocably bonded to me." With a thoughtful expression on her face, Leira replied, "So our fucking cemented the bond? I know we had already bonded yesterday when we gave you that blowjob, but I guess that was a preliminary or rudimentary version? Now I'm really wondering what those larger flames signify." Emily had been distracted during their conversation as she desperately tried to ignore the itching sensation centered around her sex, finally she had enough and succumbed to the desire to scratch, expecting some indignation from her tender pussy. But she was surprised when she experienced no pain. Curious, she started to take off her pants and underwear, and to their stunned amazement, where there had been a thoroughly abraded and puffy cunt, was pristine unblemished pussy. ----- Officer Julia Smith was having a crappy day. Almost her entire morning and afternoon had been spent reassuring concerned citizens that the world was not in fact going to end. It was amazing how many people had approached her during her patrol, to blab about the apocalypse and its mysterious disappearing herald. Well, she had to admit to herself, the day hadn't been all bad. Just before noon, someone had called in some altercation at a local gym. Arriving at the location, she hadn't been surprised to discover that over half a dozen gym rats had ganged up on some unfortunate target. What had shocked her was the fact that the lone 'victim' had allegedly single-handedly put down every single assailant, though not without some injury. Interviewing the slowly-recovering thugs had been a long drawn out process which had incited her curiosity about the mysterious fighter. Eye witnesses weren't particularly helpful in gaining any insight into his personality, all she had gleaned from them was how he had tended to keep to himself, though he never hesitated to help out a person in need. Interestingly, whilst information on the stranger was scarce, most of the gym goers had nothing but kind words to say about him. Admittedly intrigued, when the officer-in-charge had asked for someone to follow-up on the alleged victim, she had immediately volunteered. When her partner, a tall monster of a man closer to 7 feet than 6, cocked an eyebrow at her, she just brusquely waved him off before saying, "John, don't tell me you aren't curious as well? This kid managed to taken down 8 thugs without injuring them seriously, that's a pretty amazing feat for anyone. Heck, I don't think even you and I could do that without having to resort to lethal force." Nodding slightly while falling into step with Julia as they headed towards their patrol vehicle, the pair of them were a pretty daunting sight. Aptly nicknamed 'Xena and Hulk' by their fellow officers, the two of them were famous in the force for having intimidated criminals into surrendering just by being present. Both of them stood well over 6 feet, with John standing just an inch or two taller, though he was almost half again as wide. Built like the metaphorical brick-shit house and brick respectively, the two were the exact picture of an Amazonian queen and a dark haired and eyed barbarian. Quickly reaching their patrol car which rocked heavily as the massive bear of a man and the amazon got into the vehicle, they pulled away from the gym to head over to the nearby hospital. Reaching their destination quickly, Julia proceeded to get out of the car before giving her partner a questioning look when he didn't budge from his seat. "Aren't you coming?" she asked. "Nah, someone needs to stay in the car. This is only a waiting zone after all," John replied with a dismissing wave. Puzzled at the flimsy excuse, Julia put the thought to the back of her mind as she strode towards the immense white building. Quickly getting directions to the examination room from a passing nurse, the brunette proceeded to scan the waiting room for her charge before approaching the nursing counter to enquire as to his whereabouts. "I'm here for an Alex Lee? Is he currently being examined?" the female police officer asked. Consulting her computer, the bubbly looking nurse favoured the brown haired officer with a smile, "He's with Dr Kevin right now, if you wait outside examination room 7, he should be right out." Thanking her, the Amazon walked over to the examination room door to wait. A few minutes later, the door opened to reveal a serious looking young man with piercing lavender eyes and a shock of raven black hair that gleamed almost purple under the harsh hospital lighting. He had handsome, faintly androgynous features, slightly rounded with youth, and his eyes had a faintly cynical gleam to them. Clad in a form-concealing T-shirt and baggy jeans, he didn't look particularly threatening, but looks could be deceiving. Hellcyon Days Ch. 02 The sight of the three of them staring mutely at Emily's nether parts would have been pretty hilarious had one not known the circumstances that had culminated in that scene. With amazed wonder, Alex sidled over to the redhead before lightly brushing her pink flower. Still expecting a wince, Alex was surprised when she didn't shy away from his touch, even when he stroked downwards from her neatly trimmed triangle of fine red hair to the base of her lower lips, which elicited a small groan of pleasure from Emily. "What the heck?" Leira commented succinctly, motioning toward the miraculously healed sex, she continued, "When did that happen?" "My pussy's been itching slightly ever since our shower, I've been able to ignore it until now... is this because of you?" the green eyed girl said as she looked questioningly at Alex. "I...don't know...I admit that I'm still feeling a little guilty about my...overenthusiasm earlier, and it's been nagging at my mind. But if I managed to heal you, it wasn't consciously," Alex hazarded. Looking thoughtfully at Alex, the Latino beauty said, "So it could've been your subconscious that caused the healing, try and recall if you did anything with your powers in the shower?" With an expression of intense concentration, Alex said haltingly, "Yes...my flame...did something to yours, Emily. During our shower session...it's hard to describe...my flame reached out and embraced the ember of your being. I think that might've been the cause of your astounding recovery." The pixie-haired beauty was almost bouncing in enthusiasm upon hearing this, "So you have healing powers as well? What if it extends to the ability to manipulate bodies or organic matter? That would be so cool...and pretty frightening," Emily finished, she didn't look it, but the redhead was a pretty large comic book fan. "I know! Try and heal this," Leira said as she pulled off her shirt to point at a small scar on her torso, just a slight discoloration on her otherwise unblemished skin. Looking a bit uncertain, Alex shuffled over and placed his hands against the olive-skinned woman's side. Closing his eyes and imagining his mindscape, he tried to replicate his earlier subconscious actions, but try as he might, his inner blaze refused to respond to his mental prodding. With a frown, he opened his eyes to meet the hopeful gazes of his lovers and shook his head, "Nothing. I can't seem to affect my flame at all." With a seductive grin, Leira purred, "Maybe we have to replicate our earlier...circumstances." It took a moment for it to occur to Alex what the beautiful Hispanic was implying. Not saying a word, he shed his clothing, revealing the rippling muscles of his lean toned body; more akin to that of a swimmer than a bodybuilder. With a smirk, he stalked over to Leira, whose slit began to moisten, before he pecked her on the lips and then whirled to his flaming haired goddess, snatching her up as he strode rapidly to the nearby love seat. Depositing her softly, he said with a roguish grin, "I believe it's your turn my elfin lady." Leira could only pout as Alex began slowly slipping her best friend's shirt off her body, kissing every inch of the slowly revealing flesh. Luxuriating in her lover's attention, the redhead closed her eyes to focus on the sensual caresses. Pulling off the form-fitting top, leaving the emerald-eyed beauty clad in just a plain cream-colored bra, Alex unhurriedly reached round her back to unclasp the imprisoning garment, unveiling the proudly jutting torpedo breasts. "Utterly beautiful," he murmured as he stopped momentarily to admire the gorgeous sight, drawing a blush from the redhead, before hunching forward and tenderly fondling the pillowy mounds with gentle fingers, his luminous wings shooting about to support his uncomfortable position. Lightly stroking the sensitive flesh with his fingertips, Alex slowly explored the softly yielding flesh, occasionally tweaking the light pink peaks. Gradually expanding the sensual massage, Alex tried his best to find his red haired lover's most sensitive spots, identified by her peaks of pleasure using his supernatural senses. Ramping up his efforts, Alex leaned forward to capture a painfully erect nipple in his mouth while extruding soft feather-like projections from his wings, which he focused on Emily's pleasurable spots. Jubilant at his successful experiment, he lavished his tongue over the redhead's sensitive breasts, leaving her heaving torpedoes slick with saliva and causing the pale expanse to flush a deep crimson. Noting a sudden jump in the redhead's pleasure, the raven haired youth's eyes widened slightly before he started down her body, licking and nibbling at the luscious flesh. Stopping briefly at the slight indentation of her belly button, he continued past the small patch of curls toward the invitingly moist entrance. Dropping to his knees as Emily obligingly spread her pale thighs, Alex paused before the plump lower lips as he inhaled the musky almost spicy scent of the redhead's womanhood before taking a slow leisurely lick, parting the tightly clenched lips. Her juices tasted of sweetly exotic spices and he couldn't get enough of the delicious essence. Worming his tongue into the velvet tunnel, he lapped languidly at the drenched walls, trying his best to prolong her agony. The feminine hands which had been tightly gripping the hand rests of the seat, entwined in mussed black hair before attempting to force the torturous tongue to push her over the edge. Attempting a new trick, Alex's tongue swelled to massive proportions before undulating rapidly within the straining beauty. Moaning as she was finally pushed over the edge, Emily's satin folds convulsed around Alex's thick organ, which changed course to rub vigorously against her G-spot, pushing her climax even higher. Gradually reducing his efforts, Alex withdrew his tongue, which shrunk back to its usual albeit still unusual proportions. Emily leisurely opened her eyes when she felt Alex remove his tongue from her drenched box, before imploring almost timidly, "You've fucked me before, now would you please make love to me?" The softly-spoken words struck a chord within Alex, "You only need to ask, my dear," Alex replied with an affectionate smile as he positioned himself above the red haired elf. Slowly sheathing himself in her moist folds, he brought his lips to hers as he began a slow series of strokes into her clutching pussy. He paused after a few minutes, before he picked her up, still impaled upon his iron shaft and laid her upon the carpeted floor, before continuing his unhurried thrusts. Emily was in heaven, where their earlier frenzied fuck had been a crazy vortex of pleasure, this was a gradual merging of souls, a slower but just as pleasurable build-up. Their lips never left each other as their tongues entwined and alternated dancing in their partner's mouths. With a muffled scream, the redhead orgasmed on the throbbing member while Alex continued on his unceasing strokes, paralleling their earlier more violent coupling. This time though, Alex was in full control of his mental faculties and was carefully ensuring that no harm came to his gorgeous lover. Somehow entering his mindscape while still being entirely conscious of his continued movements, he tried affecting the desired changes on the nearby furiously masturbating Hispanic beauty. Failing to produce any results, he changed targets to the redhead he was making love to. Suddenly a sea of information flooded his head and he understood everything about her body. Spotting a few barely noticeable scars and blemishes in her form, he concentrated and slowly they vanished one by one. There were a few seeming abnormalities which Alex also promptly fixed, striving to make his lover as healthy and perfect as possible. As he used his newfound powers, the brightness of his flame dimmed slightly as it enveloped Emily's ember, though its size remained unchanged. Moments after completing the healing of Emily's minor injuries, Alex was finally unable to resist the milking motions of the redhead's pussy, and with a great groan, he spurted his seed into the welcoming tunnel. After filling her womb to overflowing, he rolled over to prevent his weight from squashing his lover, as he hugged her quivering body to him while she slowly recovered from her prolonged orgasm. As her shuddering gradually weakened, she whispered almost reverently, "That was...fantastic... Anyway, did it work?" Looking over at the naked olive-skinned girl with the lewdly spread thighs, he grinned, "It didn't work on the little voyeur there, but it did work on you. I suspect that my ability may need either close proximity or actual skin contact during sex for it to work." Upon hearing this, Emily began inspecting her body, before exclaiming and pointing at her arm, "My scar I got when I was 5 is gone! As are all the moles on my body. How come there isn't anything different besides such minor changes?" Scratching his head, Alex replied innocently, "I didn't want to mess with your body without your permission and besides, you're perfect as you are." A huge flush spread from the redhead's cheeks to her shoulders, before she glomped fiercely onto her lover. "You are truly one of a kind, but I'm sure we can think up some ways to improve my body," she crooned seductively into his ear. Alex's slowly deflating cock surged back to full hardness upon the pale-skinned girl's words, eliciting a squeak from her. Smiling cheerily at Alex' hungry gaze, she unsheathed herself from his steely staff before waving in her best friend's direction. "Lei's turn!" Aforementioned girl had been shuffling anxiously nearby as she dripped her fragrant juices on the floor. Quickly moving over to the vacated lap, the dark eyed girl swiftly impaled herself on the jutting organ with a groan of relief. Draping her arms around Alex's broad shoulders, she smiled radiantly at her lover, before initiating a passionate kiss. Alex was far from idle, his hands roaming the femininely muscled expanse of Leira's back. Craving even more stimulation, Leira crushed her body to his, as if trying to merge their forms into one entity. She ground her firm tits into Alex's steely chest, while wrapping her gorgeous legs about his waist and pulling him towards her with all the considerable strength of her toned limbs. As their tongues desperately dueled in each other's mouths, Alex slid his hands to the glorious perfection that was Leira's ass. Clutching the firm globes, he repeatedly lifted and lowered his Hispanic lover on his straining cock, slowly making love to one of the women who were steadily gaining a foothold in his heart. Once again falling into his mindscape, he replicated his earlier actions and healed every old injury and blemish he could find. Finishing quicker than previously, he idly noted how the furnace of his soul didn't seem to dim as much as before. At this point, Leira had been cumming continuously for many minutes, drenching his crotch in her juices. Grinning inwardly, Alex concentrated on his throbbing cock which produced a shocked scream from the dark skinned woman, "Holy shit! Is your dick vibrating?" Nodding slightly, Alex pressed his lover tightly to his hips, stimulating the entirety of her pussy and sensitive clit, which triggered an even more frantic series of climatic spasms. This in turn set off Alex's explosive orgasm as he shot his sticky essence deep into Leira's sucking insides. With a sharp intake of breath, Leira's mind overloaded with pleasure as she was flooded with Alex' potent cum. As the shudders of their climax slowly abated, the largely ignored Emily commented, "That was beautiful...now we have got to stop screwing and decide what to do." Minutes later after the group dried themselves off and redressed themselves, Alex sheepishly began, "Well, I'm quite sure that counts as a success, I think I managed to heal anything wrong with your bodies. If you can think up some way to improve on perfection, I'm open to ideas. Also, you might have noticed my little experiments during our...love making." "Heck yea we did / Definitely!" the two women enthusiastically answered. Emily continued, "So you do have some form of bio-kinesis after all, though it does seem a bit limited at present. Do you know how much you can change right now?" "Not too sure, I don't think I can morph anything significant yet at least, and I can feel how my transformations are...inclined...to the sexual. My ability to transform seems to be heavily linked with sexual intercourse," Alex replied. "Well, we can always try more later, right now, we have to decide how we are to proceed," Leira suggested. Nodding to her, Alex said, "The sun's been up for close to two hours now, I've been checking the streets periodically and those creatures seem mostly nocturnal. The roads are almost entirely clear of 'them' and I think we can probably grab a car to get back to our hometown. We can probably look for and gather our families then." Both girls looked a bit apprehensive but agreed with the raven haired youth's assessment. Alex smiled reassuringly at them, "Don't worry, I'll protect you with my life and... as added insurance, we've got these." He said while brandishing his handguns and bow, "I'll show you the basics to these Beretta M9's, though hopefully you won't have to resort to them." Quickly demonstrating to them basic gun safety and ensuring that they understood the lethality of the weapons they were holding. They double-checked their provisions before settling the heavy haversacks onto their backs and heading out with Alex in the lead. Proceeding cautiously down the hallway and down the stairs, they carefully checked around every corner before continuing. Just as they reached the ground floor stairwell, the threesome was astonished to see a group of armed people in diamond formation. Instantly on their guard, Alex was surprised to note that he recognized the beautiful woman leading the group. Trusting his instincts and sensing that the group wasn't hostile, he greeted the Amazonian officer tentatively. Before he could question the beautiful giantess further, Alex was shocked to note that he could sense a familiar ember representing the amazon cop in his mindscape. The rest of the group, just at the edge of his empowered senses, he could vaguely sense as emotive orbs of light. Speaking while Alex was still in his flummoxed state, Officer Julia replied, "We came to check up on you actually, if you want, you can come with us. It'll be a tight squeeze, but we've got a transport to get back to our current headquarters." Looking disbelievingly at the officer's flimsy reasoning, Alex was tempted to ignore his instincts but he sensed the sincerity of her answer, though he could feel that she wasn't being completely honest. What perplexed him more were the responses of her allies, the tanned giant at the back of the group along with the tiny dark skinned woman with stormy eyes seemed to be entirely too calm for his liking, and the middle aged cop seemed confused as to his lukewarm response. Quickly making his decision, he nodded at them and the two groups briefly introduced themselves before the now larger group moved back outside, the three new civilians encircled by the other four. The two college girls looked fleetingly at Alex, but they trusted in his judgment and new abilities. They had scarcely left the structure's entrance when they were beset by a group of slobbering beasts. Reacting quickly, Alex sent an arrow unerringly through the eye of the leading reptilian creature, causing it to drop to the ground like a marionette with its strings cut. The cops' responses were by no means sluggish as they pumped round after round into the rushing mass of beasts. The gypsy woman proved to be a decent shot, though her lower caliber gun meant her shots were a lot less effective on the monstrous creatures, barring lucky debilitating injuries. The last two women of the group tried their best, but they were utter beginners and as a result, missed their target more often than they hit, though they did contribute to the cacophony of shots. Concentrating their fire on the leading monsters, the group was able to cut down most of the beasts before they could reach them. The heavy shotgun slugs once again proved their worth as the hefty projectiles smashed their way into the inhuman bodies of the monstrosities. Even then, each creature took multiple body shots to put down, barring the occasional lucky head-shot. They had managed to eliminate most of the attacking creatures when with a resounding 'boom', a heavily dented car flew toward them, smashing the last few abominations before burying itself in the facade of the building behind them, just clipping the shoulder of the police lieutenant, sending him spinning to the ground. The origin of the huge projectile was revealed to be a colossal demonic entity, the size of a city bus. Standing a full 15 feet tall even hunched over, its massive shoulders were plated with armor the color and texture of volcanic rock and bristled with cruel spikes. Its baleful crimson eyes shone from under a heavy brow from which a pair of gigantic curling horns sprouted. Roughly humanoid in shape and possessing huge oversized limbs that ended in rugged claws the color of ash, its footsteps shook the earth as it took gargantuan heavy steps toward the stunned group. Shaking himself out of his reverie, Alex ran perpendicular to the demon's path while shooting his arrows at its craggy head. The broad head arrows just seemed to bounce off its armored visage, chipping off bits of armor without causing any real damage. He was joined by the thunder of shotguns and the lesser roars of handguns as the armed group followed his example and began moving away from the monstrosities' rumbling charge. The heavy slugs of the shotguns proved ineffective as they gouged fist-size holes in the demon's carapace, but failed to inflict significant injuries. The smaller caliber guns just seemed to ricochet from the armor, while chipping away little bits of carapace and spikes. "Focus on the head!" Alex bellowed as he tried his best to aim for the beast's eyes, but it proved surprisingly cunning, lowering its head to conceal its vulnerable eyes from attack and presenting its curling horns. As the creature's lumbering charge rapidly approached the old bomb shelter, the group realized the predicament of the softly groaning figure of Lieutenant James still lying on the ground, unable to move out of the demon's way. Alex's heart stopped as he saw his beautiful elfin lover dash back into the line of the titanic beast's charge as she tried to move the injured cop. His mind flashed through a hundred possibilities in a split second, as his body dumped huge amounts of adrenaline into his system, before he arrived at the only real prospect of rescuing his beautiful redhead. Throwing aside his bow and quiver, he heaved his haversack off his shoulders, before stooping forward almost parallel to the ground and kicking off the pavement, smashing a sizeable crater in it, and propelling himself forward too fast for the eye to follow. In the split second that followed, his iridescent armor finished coating his body as the great luminous wings burst forth from his back, completely shredding his clothes and accelerating his body even further. Faster than the blink of an eye, Alex was replaced by a shimmering armored creature with wicked talons and a terrifying saurian countenance with blazing lavender eyes, which slammed into the demonic entity with a booming crash that hurtled the monster hundreds of yards from the group, to crash into a distant building. Standing completely still where the demonic creature had occupied moments earlier, the Alex-creature continued staring unceasingly into the distance, where clouds of dust obscured the hole made by the violent entry of the attacking demon. Hellcyon Days Ch. 02 Wide-eyed and speechless, most of the group could do nothing but gape at the beautifully terrifying or was it terrifyingly beautiful entity standing before them. Only the two lovely college women strode up fearlessly to wrap their arms around the gleaming figure leaking pale pink blood, injured by his tremendous impact with the colossal creature, who moments later, collapsed with a pained groan as the iridescent carapace withdrew into his skin. Cradling the softly moaning man in their arms, the two gorgeous women kept whispering words of thanks and endearment to their savior. They knew what he had sacrificed in his unveiling of his 'monstrous' self. Shaking his head as if to clear cobwebs, the half-naked man stood up with his arms wrapped around his two lovelies, rivulets of inhuman blood leaking from a network of slowly closing wounds, to meet the varied gazes of the other four unflinchingly. The Amazonian officer had the most confused expression on her face, earlier she had been slightly disappointed when she had detected the pungent scent of sex from the three college students, though she didn't regret coming to rescue the intriguing youth. When she had seen the incredible skill with which the purple eyed man had wielded his bow, a thrill of desire had run through her, tempered with the bitter knowledge that he was taken. Then when the demon had appeared and tragedy loomed, before subsequently getting its face smashed in by the primal awe-inspiring figure, promptly revealed to be the mysterious young man, an even greater stab of her lust, mitigated by a healthy dose of fear, had filled her loins, along with something more mystifying and thrilling. Now her thoughts in a flux, she tried to consolidate her thoughts about Alex and the Alex-creature. The dark eyed giant and the small gypsy woman wore an almost unsettling triumphant look, as if their expectations had been fulfilled. Both were far from calm, the tiny woman almost vibrating with energy and the large barbarian of a man smiling widely as he constantly clenched and unclenched his large fists. The middle-aged cop had the most worrying gaze and feelings; he had a wide-eyed look of fear on his face as he slowly got up off the pavement, which quickly morphed into an alternating love-struck and jealous look as he looked between Emily and Alex. The feelings which Alex could sense from him were an ugly mix which only seemed to become more chaotic as the silence stretched. Alex stared grimly at the silent group, "We've got to get out of here, I'll explain later but now's not the time or place for the discussion." As if to punctuate his words, the rubble around the distant Alex-made hole shifted and an immense silhouette could be glimpsed in the darkness. "You guys can't seriously be thinking about bring this...monster back with us?" the harshly gesticulating lieutenant shouted. "He's one of those things!" The brunette amazon moved quickly to cut him off, "Shut it James! If he wanted to kill us, he could've just let that giant beast continue its rampage and he certainly wouldn't have reverted back from that armored form." Visibly cowed from the harsh logic, the middle-aged lieutenant refused to back down entirely as he glared darkly at Alex, "Look at him, he's already bewitched those two women, why else would they be hanging out with that monster!" No one was more surprised than Julia when her hand flashed across the brown haired cop's face, cutting off his furious rant, "Stop this stupidity, James! Now let's get out of here before more trouble finds us!" His uninjured arm raised to clutch his flushed cheek, James turned to the jeep before getting in, all the while muttering under his breath. Julia exchanged a worried look with John and his wife, before they got into the vehicle. Just before following the cops into the jeep, Alex whispered softly to the girls in his arms, "Be careful around James, his thoughts and emotions are nauseating, not to mention unhealthily fixated on you, Emily." Acknowledging his worries with identical frowns, they slid into the backseat. With a screech of tires, the large vehicle tore off in the same direction from which they had come, just as glowing scarlet orbs appeared in the depths of the hole. In the car, Talaitha served as a buffer between Alex's group and the brooding lieutenant in the back seat. Though large, there was still insufficient room for 5 people to squeeze into, so the gorgeous university students perched instead on Alex's lap, each straddling a muscular thigh as they fussed over the now barely perceptible wounds as they dried his bare bloody torso with magically appearing rags. Their seating positions fortunately shielding from view, Alex's inexplicable erection which had arisen shortly after his brief clash with the demonic beast earlier. Seated in front, Julia tried her best to keep her eyes from straying to the magnificently distracting sight behind her, her earlier curiosity in his physique had once again been roused, and she strained to keep her eyes on their surroundings and off the well-built defined frame of Alex. Managing to return to John and Talaitha's house without incident, the group surveyed their environs carefully before exiting the massive jeep. Heaving a small sigh of relief as his throbbing staff slowly subsided; Alex grabbed the unwieldy haversacks from the car boot, before shouldering the bags and following John into his house. Julia was acting as the rear-guard, so as she followed, she noticed why the haversack seemed to perch slightly awkwardly on Alex's back. The glorious wings of his hadn't fully withdrawn like his armor; instead they had shrunk and folded up on his back, preventing the backpack from sitting correctly. Only when they were behind the relative safety of the heavy steel-reinforced door, did some of the tension flow out from the collected people. Their close brush with death had stressed all of them out more than they had realized, and the warm atmosphere of the Miller house slowly relaxed them. Leading the group to the lounge, Julia began, "Okay, I think we'd all appreciate it if you could tell us what happened to you, Alex." Leira and Emily were quick to defend their lover, "He doesn't need to... / What gives you the right..." But Alex swiftly interjected with a rueful grin, "Don't worry girls, I don't mind telling them. I think some trust is in order." Shrugging off his backpack, he spread but didn't expand his wings, "I assume you're referring to this?" Receiving nods of affirmation, he continued, "I'm not too sure what caused this, all I know is that last night, one of the girls on our floor turned into some wolf monster. I fought and managed to kill it, but not before getting injured and knocked unconscious. When I awoke, I had turned into that weird form you saw earlier. Nothing significant happened after that until we met you guys the next day." Incredible as his explanation sounded, it was obvious that Alex hadn't revealed the whole truth. Emily quickly cut in, "What my hero here didn't tell you is that he took on our ex-floor mate with just a knife, and that the monster was actually attacking me when he intervened." She wanted to extol more of her hero's actions, but she wasn't stupid, she realized that Alex hadn't told them about his other more esoteric abilities on purpose, so she avoided any mention of them. "Wait, so what happened to all the other tenants in the apartment building and what happened to his injuries?" the lieutenant barked out from the corner of the room. This time Leira answered, "Almost everyone went to the party our university was throwing, we just decided to forego the event. Also Alex heals fast," she finished crisply. "How do you know Alex didn't kill the rest of your friends! He just admitted that he killed one of your fellow tenants, it's not a stretch to imagine him doing the same for the rest!" the green eyed lieutenant raved, gesturing wildly with his hands, his injured shoulder seemingly forgotten. "Enough of this! You're not making any sense, James!" the Amazonian cop snapped. "You shut up! I am your superior officer and you will listen to me!" James shouted back with a slightly deranged look, "Look at him! We can't keep him here! The girls can stay but either he leaves or I do!" The previously silent hulk finally intervened with a gravelly rumble, "Peace, James. Take a deep breath and we can have a calm discussion, no one needs to go anywhere." The almost maniacal gleam seemed to melt from the lieutenant's eyes as he broke eye contact with the huge man, "Alright...fine," he muttered, before slouching back in his chair almost petulantly. "Alright, now we can get back to business," Julia continued, "John, I've been meaning to ask you, why have you and Talaitha been behaving weirdly since yesterday? Don't try and bullshit me, we both know you've been hiding something, and I suspect that it's important." Exchanging an unreadable glance with his wife, John sighed, "I had hoped that we could delay this talk for when we were secure, but I guess now's as good a time as any. You know that Talaitha used to be one of the Romani right? What we never told you is that she...we were cast out from their ranks." Julia looked askance at the petite grey-eyed woman, who nodded gravely. "Tal was banished because the families feared her," the hulking man rumbled, "They were afraid of what she possessed... a unique variation of the evil eye." "The Clans feared her Sight." ----- "What do you mean Sight? Doesn't the evil eye cast curses?" Julia asked with a serious expression. "That's the usual kind... and had Tal simply possessed that, she would still have been feared, but left alone. No... she was banished because she had the gift of foresight," John said with a grimace, he continued before anyone could interrupt, "Throughout the ages, there have always been mentions of seers and soothsayers. Unfortunately, one thing they all have in common is the aura of misfortune that surrounds them. The Clan elders feared her ability and its history; regrettably it's common for people to be frightened of what they don't understand. Anyway, my wife's premonitions are few and far between, but they tend to have significant implications. Julia, she foresaw your meeting with Alex and she could feel... the potential that lurked within him, so she warned me against interfering with your meeting. Her vision wasn't too clear, but it did show that your meeting had the potential for great things to come, and more importantly that our lives were safest close to you." "Wait, you mean Tal saw all this coming?" Julia questioned almost hesitantly, this was the most she had seen her partner speak in a long time. "No no," the dark haired seer quickly denied, "All I saw in my vision was that your meeting was inevitable and that Alex had great potential. There was also a feeling of great danger, which could be mitigated by staying close to either of you, hugging the eye of the storm as they say." "Bah, how can you believe this crap," came the mocking remark from the lieutenant, "That gypsy charlatan must have a screw loose somewhere if she believes that monster is destined for greatness. More likely she dreamt up her 'vision' and you people are fools if you believe her for even for a second." Surprisingly, the only response from the couple was a slightly pitying frown before the seer replied, "You can choose not to believe, but it has landed us here, still alive and well." Turning to face Julia, she said, "Don't get angry on my part, I've faced far worse from my old clan." To the side, Alex and his girls stood by silently, astonished at how offensive the lieutenant was revealing himself to be, the revelation about the dark skinned gypsy wasn't all that shocking, and actually helped explain their unnatural calm. "Wait, John, you said earlier that you were both excommunicated from your clan. But isn't only Tal Romani?" Julia asked questioningly. John nodded his head slightly before answering, "I'm sure you've heard stories about gypsy abductions, well I was 'adopted' by Tal's family when I was very small. Too young to remember my real parents, anyway, Tal was my only true family there so I followed her when she was cast out from the clan." "Wait, you mean she's your sister?" the reclining lieutenant interjected with a sneer, shooting upright he laughed maniacally, "No wonder you're fine with the monster, you're a sick fuck too!" Before anyone could respond, James' laughter abruptly cut off as his eyes bulged sickeningly as he collapsed on the floor. Contorting in agony, the lieutenant's body and limbs strained beyond human limits as he let out animalistic grunts of pain. With a gush of gore, the lieutenant's eyes shot outwards on bloody stalks and slimy entrails with gaping mouths erupted from his abdomen. His skin gained a mottled green slimy consistency and his limbs grew boneless and translucent before delicate spines emerged patchily over the entirety of his body. The pale blue uniform slowly dissolved revealing his now grotesquely deformed body as the James-creature heaved itself ponderously to what passed as its feet and its pale yellow intestines emitted pathetic squeaks from its many mouths. Everyone had backed away during the hideous transformation and when the disgusting slug-like monster lurched toward Emily, the many barrels pointed in its directions spat out a hail of lead, splattering green ichor everywhere as the bullets punched through its monstrous body. Even as great splatters of its inhuman form were torn away from it, the James-monster seemed unfazed as it continued its thankfully slow trudge toward the terrified redhead. Noticing the ineffectuality of his arrows, Alex swooped to pick up his wooden staff off his haversack and stepped in front of his red haired lover, who had unknowingly trapped herself in the corner as she backed away. With a great yell, he swung the stave horizontally in a great arc, which struck where the lieutenant's chest would have been, hurling the slug-beast to the opposing wall with his inhuman strength. The creature slammed into the solid wall, almost splattering apart on impact, before sliding down to the floor, a bone-thin effigy of its previous self, much of its slimy mass littering the lounge. Alex looked down at the smoking tip of his wooden stave as the Amazonian cop tentatively approached the seemingly dead creature and before he could yell out a warning, its slimy entrails leapt upwards to wrap around the brunette's arm. As she yelped out in surprised pain, Alex threw his wooden stave like a javelin, staking the James-creature's skull to the wall and causing the constricting lengths of intestine to abruptly loosen their stranglehold. Julia collapsed to her knees, cradling her injured arm to her chest, the many slavering mouths on the monster's bowels had gnawed almost to the bone and her wounds glistened sickeningly with green ooze that made her flesh smoke slightly. Emily leapt into action, quickly appraising the cop's wounds before yelling out, "We need a bathroom and a first aid kit if you got one!" Alex reacted quickly, scooping the Amazonian cop up bridal style, before following the hurried directions of Emily and Talaitha. He had seen the smoking holes in the floor and furniture caused by the slug-creature's ichor, and he knew that its contact couldn't possibly be healthy. They raced to the bathroom, where Emily drenched Julia's wounds with soap and water, carefully scrubbing the viscous slime off the wounds with proffered towels, trying not to get any of it on her own hands. Talaitha rushed into the room and handed over a first-aid kit, then stood by mutely with her husband, staring anxiously while gnawing on a thumb as the nursing-major tended to their friend. By now, the redhead had managed to clear most of the gunk from Julia's wounds, but the brunette cop had fainted, which wasn't a good sign. By itself, the injury caused by the small inhuman maws shouldn't have been that serious, so the fact that the amazon had been knocked unconscious meant it was more than likely the slime had been toxic. As she finished cleaning the lacerations with the supplies from the first-aid kit, Emily covered the cuts liberally in antiseptic cream before wrapping the cop's arm in bandages. By now, Julia's pallor had become frighteningly pale and she shivered constantly. Emily nodded to Alex, who carried the limp body of Julia carefully back to the lounge, laying her gently on one of the clean futons. John and his wife paced about frantically, but there was nothing they could do as they looked helplessly on. The once confident figure of the brunette cop looked frightfully small and fragile as she lay on the thin mattress. "Isn't there anything we can do?" the once seemingly imperturbable John growled out worriedly, "There has to be something! Hospitals are out of the question since they were the first places to go down!" Emily's features were tensed with anxiety as she racked her brain for some way to help the cop, before she turned to the distressed couple, "I think I may know a way to heal her." She then turned to Alex, "But it involves Alex." Horrible realization came over his features, "No, you can't be suggesting that? We don't even know if it'll work and... it means... that I'll...have to cheat on you..." he trailed off. "What do you mean?" Talaitha cut in. This time it was Leira who spoke, "Alex's changes were ...more than physical. He gained the ability to heal, but it's got clear restrictions. To put it bluntly, he has to be having sex with the subject he's trying to heal." Unexpectedly, the grey eyed woman didn't seem surprised by the revelation as she nodded, "I knew there was more to your story, well, in normal circumstances, we wouldn't even be having this conversation, but I think we all know this is far more the norm," she heaved a sigh, "Do you have any sexually transmitted diseases or problems?" "What- You can't be serious!" Alex exclaimed, before he turned to his two grim faced lovers, "Both of you can't possibly be fine with this." Glancing briefly at her best friend, Emily spoke, "Alex, we've known you for more than three years and you've got to know that there are a large number of women after you. We've known from the beginning that we'd have to share you, so this isn't exactly a tough decision to make. A woman's life is on the line here, she may hate you for this later, but we know you've never been one to shy away from ire." The whole time, the injured cop's partner had stood by mutely and now he broke his silence, "I hate that we've got no other choice, but if this is her only chance for survival, then I support the plan. Well, it's not like she doesn't like you," he finished almost jokingly. Alex stood there for a moment in contemplative silence, and his decision was spurred on by the harsh breathing of the injured cop. "Alright, I'll do it, but I'm not going to do it here. This place stinks of death," he sighed, before gently gathering Julia up in his arms and striding towards the doorway. "Don't follow me," he cast over his shoulder as he headed for the guest bedroom. Inside, he gently set Julia down upon the four poster bed, before beginning to gently remove her uniform, taking care to avoid her bandaged forearm. He tried to behave as clinically as possible, but his inner furnace was slowly cranking up the heat. As he forced down his beastly instincts, he was unable to suppress the blood rushing to fill his lower head, which resulted in his rapidly engorging member ripping its way out of his already tattered shorts. Alex suppressed a grimace as he tore off the unsalvageable garment before turning back to the half-naked Julia. Hellcyon Days Ch. 02 His morals battled desperately against his conscience and he found himself conflicted. He suspected that the others were right about his current course of action, but he still felt like he was raping someone - an utterly abhorrent thought. Unfortunately or fortunately, his base instincts ignored his conscience as he found the steely erection of his staff unfazed by his internal discord. Knowing that he was dithering and that every moment he wasted meant his charge was that much closer to death, he resolutely put his reservations out of mind as his fingers gently removed the last of the cop's clothing. Alex found his breath taken away even by the slightly dimmed beauty of Julia; her body was perfectly proportioned, if much larger than usual, which resulted in mind-boggling curves on her feminine form. Her waist was surprisingly trim, which emphasized the enormous size of her bosom and the smooth curve of her wide hips, forming a text-book hourglass figure. She had a well-muscled physique, marred by the occasional scar, which far from detracting her loveliness, emphasized the concept of an Amazonian warrior beauty. Her once tanned skin had taken on an unhealthy pallor and it was this sight that drove Alex to hasten his movements. Foregoing any of his usual foreplay, Alex quickly lowered himself to her unaroused labia lips and started tracing the lower lips with his tongue. He wanted to get her wet as quickly as possible but she was slow to respond to his ministrations. Slightly desperate, he coated his tongue in saliva before gently worming it into her moistening womanhood, which elicited an unconscious groaning from the brunette. Increasing the tempo of his tongue, he skillfully explored the walls of the unfamiliar pussy before with a harsh cry; Alex's mouth was filled by Julia's sweet nectar. Quickly swallowing her spend, he gently spread her muscled thighs before moving to position himself before her wet quim. Before he could talk himself out of it, he smoothly sheathed himself in her dripping folds. He expected her to be much looser than his previous lovers by virtue of her size, but he was pleasantly surprised to discover that wasn't the case. Feeling slightly perverted for comparing an unconscious woman's vagina to another's, Alex quickly focused on his task, falling into rhythmic strokes before he found himself fully buried in the amazon's cunt. He set his actions on autopilot and sunk into his mindscape, where he found the movements of his core blaze sluggish, what had been so easy for his two lovers, he found exponentially more difficult in his newest target. As if through molasses, his inner flame slowly reached out tendrils of fire towards Julia's dimming ember. Connecting with the darkening spark, Alex was shocked by the sheer amount of damage the noxious goo had done to her system. It had raged like a virus through her body, shutting down her organs and poisoning her blood, and only Emily's rapid actions had allowed Julia to stave off the infection as long as she did. Jumping to work, Alex tried his best to heal Julia's extensive injuries but the miniscule amounts of virulent slime which was present in her body, continued to battle his attempts. He was locked in a stalemate, his limited abilities only allowed him to stop Julia's body from degenerating further. He knew that his continuing efforts were futile but he balked at the other option. The only way he'd be able to break the deadlock was if his ability to affect Julia wasn't as restricted, and he instinctively knew that this was due to the absence of the bond he had with his other lovers. But he recoiled at the idea of forcefully bonding someone to him, having sex with an unconscious person, even if it was for their own good was bad enough. That was temporary; his psychic or magical bonds on the other hand, were way more permanent. Death though, was the ultimate permanence and that thought hardened his resolve. Delegating the struggle within Julia's body to his sub-consciousness, Alex focused on thrusting into Julia's sopping pussy, he knew intuitively that the act of bonding was connected to him cumming inside his lover. His strokes grew more aggressive as his inner beast grew less restrained and his luminous wings spread about him like a voluminous cape that billowed in a nonexistent wind. Sensing his climax was near, Alex increased the furious pace of his thrusts, his pelvis beating a staccato against Julia's crotch before with a great snarl, he buried himself deep into Julia's being and spurted his sticky cream into her womb. Feeling the warmth filling her, the semi-conscious Julia's eyes flew open as the greatest orgasm she had ever felt coursed through her like thunderstorm. Simultaneously, the flame of Alex's soul enveloped Julia's dying cinders, revitalizing it as a bond formed between them. Diving back into his mindscape, Alex set about healing the effects of the attack and even through the preliminary bond, Alex's healing ability was able to affect Julia's body well enough to drive out the infection and repair the severe damage to her organs. Julia came out of her semi-delirious state to discover that her raunchy dream was rooted in reality. She vaguely remembered overwhelming pleasure as a deep warmth permeated her womanhood, before realizing that the pleasure hadn't stopped. Focusing her eyes, she discovered Alex, eyes shut, pistoning into her soaking box, his amazingly toned body repeatedly flexing as he drove his engorged cock deep into her welcoming body. She had never experienced such pleasure as the purple-eyed youth's enormous staff stretched her womanhood beyond anything she felt before. She should have been in pain from the sheer width of his swollen member, but all she felt was an overwhelming sense of fulfillment and bliss as he plundered her depths. Impulsively, she grabbed the purple-eyed youth's face, and brought his lips to her own in a passionate kiss. His eyes widened in surprise, before darkening with desire as his tongue probed her lips for entry. Opening her mouth slightly, Julia was surprised by the length and agility of Alex's tongue as it danced sensuously in her mouth, wrapping about hers and caressing every corner of her mouth. Moaning in pleasure, Julia tried her best to reciprocate as her tongue dueled furiously with his. Giving in to his hunger, Alex finally allowed his hands and wings to explore the gorgeous expanse of Julia's body, her tanned skin now glowing with health. Slowly sliding his fingers down her neck and along her bodyline, as his flared wings delicately stroked Julia's golden skin, Alex gently massaged the powerful muscles that were covered by a layer of womanly flesh. His frantic thrusts had now taken on a frenzied pace and with a 'pop', their mouths left each other as they gazed wantonly into the other's lusty orbs. By now, the mixed juices of the two lovers had soaked the mattress beneath them and depraved squelches sounded through the room. Julia arched her back lasciviously into the probing hands and tendrils of Alex's wings as she let out a guttural moan. Her mind was overloading with pleasure just as Alex blasted another prodigious load of cum all over Julia's deepest walls, which sent her flying into the stratosphere before her mind shorted out and she fainted. At the same time, the flame of Alex's being wrapped itself about Julia's glowing ember, solidifying the tentative bond between them. Drawing back his inner beast, Alex withdrew from the clutching confines of Julia's sex and picked the unconscious woman up before crossing over to the attached bathroom. He gently laid the Amazonian woman in the bathtub and then carefully got in after her. Ensuring that the water was warm, he gently cleansed the remnants of sex from her body and had almost finished when Julia began to stir. Her eyes snapped open as memories of recent events rushed through her, turning to see a naked Alex cleaning her body, a full body blush spread across her frame and she was halfway to covering her body when she halted mid motion. Unhurriedly, she lowered her arms before arching her back sensually, as if presenting the massive melons of her chest to the massaging fingers of Alex. When Alex didn't take the bait, Julia shifted a puzzled look to his averted face and quickly noted the guilty yet resolute expression. She wasn't a cop for nothing and she could guess the reason for his guilt-ridden features. "You saved me from death and gave me a great gift. So why are you wallowing in recrimination?" Julia admonished as she moved to hug the naked man. "I'm sor-" "No apologies!" Julia quickly interrupted, "You didn't rape me, or at least you didn't do it with any malicious intention so how could I hold it against you? I knew I was dying and I know whatever you did saved me so don't apologize." In a curious parallel to when he had lost his virginity earlier that day, Alex's newest lover had to once again convince and assure him that he hadn't raped or forced her into anything, for all his vaunted maturity, Alex continued to be deeply insecure about his relationships. "But you don't understand, I don't even know if you're in a relationship but I've bonded you to me and it's permanent. You'll always be linked to me now," Alex said despondently. Julia gave off an almost disparaging laugh, "Well, you don't need to worry about a jealous boyfriend since I am or was single. Being a cop isn't exactly the most conducive for relationships, add in being female and it pretty much guarantees a long line of failed relationships. Yep, it could definitely be worse, I could've been bonded to that idiot Rivers or dead, and instead I got to have mind-blowing sex with a gorgeous hunk? Things could've definitely been worse," Julia replied, "Now, I've got to talk with those two girls of yours about some kind of arrangement we can agree to." Alex was pretty flummoxed by Julia's casual acceptance of the situation, he had been prepared for screams and attempts at bodily harm, not affectionate behavior and a wish to pursue a relationship with him. Sometimes, he thought, the old adage 'men are from Mars, women are from Venus' really rang true. Pecking him on the lips, Julia stood up carefully in the tub and then languidly stretched, displaying her voluptuous charms to Alex's still confused gaze, which promptly turned wolfish. His cock springing to rock hardness, he rose leisurely to his feet, before capturing Julia's lips with his own and pressed her against the bathroom wall. Reaching a hand down to her lower lips, he gently traced her moist opening before sliding his hand to the crook of the amazon's knee and propping it up against her side. Julia reached a hand down to grasp the hardness of his flesh and carefully lined the hot stiff rod with her hungry entrance. With a shared grunt, Alex slid his thick shaft into the velvet vice of the voluptuous cop. Pausing a moment for the brunette to grow accustomed to his size, Alex noted how much tighter the now-conscious cop was compared to before. When her inner muscles began to milk his embedded cock, Alex took the movements as a cue to start stroking. Smoothly removing his staff until just his tip remained within her slick folds, he drove back in almost savagely before repeating the motion. The loud slaps of wet flesh against flesh echoed through the bathroom as the couple furiously coupled. With a strangled cry, Julia started squirting her juices all over Alex, some of the sweet liquid even finding its way to his chest. Unable to maintain coherent contact with his lips due to the furious pace of his thrusts, Julia just leaned her head back against the wall and let Alex ravish her body. Concentrating on the feeling of the large cock splitting her insides, Julia continued squeezing her internal muscles systematically as she tried to milk the seed from Alex's massive balls. Minutes later, her pleasurable actions bore fruit as Alex erupted within her, setting off another torrent of squirting woman cum all over Alex. After they had recovered from their orgasms, the two new lovers washed each other with affectionate touches as they cleaned off the evidence of their amorous activities. Leaving the bathroom, they were surprised to find a set of laid out clothing on the table, which they immediately put on, before leaving the guestroom. ----- When Alex had carried the unconscious form of Julia out of the room, the remaining members of the group had wordlessly begun to clear up the wreckage of the room. Bullet holes littered the walls and they were lucky that none of the shrapnel had ricocheted into one of them. There was little they could do about the toxic goop that covered much of the room and none of them, not even the hulking police man was willing to touch or move the disgusting corpse of the James-creature. Pulling a few seats into a roughly circular formation, the group sat down with a collected sigh. The morning was hardly over and so much had already happened. It seemed that fate kept throwing curve balls at the group as trial after tribulation continued to bludgeon them. Their earlier discussion forgotten and trying to keep their minds off the predicament Julia was in, Emily asked while gesturing towards the nauseating carcass, "Was he always like that?" "Who? James?" John replied, "He's always been a bit... high-strung, but it's never been so bad. He seemed alright this morning, if a little more brooding than usual, at least up till we met you guys. Then he became unhinged..." "Wait, so you mean he was pretty normal until you met us? Maybe it was the stress of the fight immediately after?" Leira interjected. With a look of intrigue on her face, Emily's inner geek postulated, "What if the crazy emotional reactions were somehow due to his transformation? It could've been a symptom of his coming change?" The entire group quietly contemplated the momentous idea, before Emily once again broke the silence, "What we don't know is if the emotional craziness was a symptom or the cause of the subsequent change..." Leira spoke with a serious expression, "Remember how Rachel was behaving bitchier than usual yesterday? And she also transformed into one of them." The grey eyed gypsy chimed in, "So this means that as far as our experience goes, limited as it is, does support your theory, though I don't know which is worse...if it's a symptom...or a cause." Looking about them, Talaitha continued, "It also means that the transformations aren't over...any one of us could potentially transform, though hopefully this means that we'd have some warning. Just in case, try not to get worked up...though admittedly that's easier said than done." Trying to lighten the mood, Leira smirked, "So from what I heard, the two of you are brother and sister? Kinky..." Blushing brightly, the dark skinned gypsy stammered, "Well...we love each other and we're not related by blood..." This time her giant husband intervened as he enveloped his petite wife in his massive arms, "And even if we were biological siblings, it wouldn't have stopped us." John's words elicited an almost luminescent blush from Talaitha as she nodded, flustered. The two other women were beaming widely at the obviously very in-love pair, before their grin widened even further at the thought of their own lover. Even if they had to share him, their experience so far had surpassed their wildest imagination. They had waited so long but it had been worth it, even if it had come about quite unlike anyway they had expected. The 'Cataclysm' had been devastating but at least it had forced Alex to begin opening his heart to others. "Anyway, how long do you think it'll take for Alex to heal Julia?" Talaitha said, pretending that her face wasn't completely flushed at the moment. "I've no idea how long the healing will take...but knowing Alex, it'll be more than an hour before they come out. Let's just say that when he's randy, no woman would willingly leave his arms and he's got stamina to spare," Emily boasted, her face becoming cherry-red. They then went on to discuss their future plans then went on to talk about their families and lives before this. More than an hour later, they heard the soft gurgling of pipes, which led to Emily and Leira grabbing the clothing the group had found earlier for Julia and Alex. Softly opening the guestroom door, they left the clothing on the nearby table before creeping back out and shutting the door behind them. ----- It was half an hour later when Alex and Julia strolled almost leisurely into the lounge and the amazon greeted the group with a nonchalant wave, "Hey, I'm back-" before getting swept into a crushing hug by her partner and his wife. "We were so worried..." the dark haired gypsy cried into Julia's chest as she fiercely hugged the police woman. Julia warmly hugged the two back while saying, "Well, I'm fine, wonder lover here managed to save my ass. It seems that he has a knack for rescuing damsels in distress." John scoffed, "You? A damsel? More like warrior princess." The brunette cop smiled good-humoredly before whacking the huge man's shoulder lightly as she pulled away from the couple's hug. She turned to exchange an impish grin with the Alex's two other paramours, "Now ladies, I think we've got some stuff to talk about..." ----- Alex didn't hang around; some things were beyond the understanding of man. For a moment he thought about inserting a comment about whether he had any choice in the matter, but he refrained. Growing up with two women had taught him well enough to pick his battles. He'd leave the handling of the intricacies of their relationship to his women...bondmates? Now he at least had some time to think about his situation, which was by any standard way beyond abnormal. He currently had at least three bonded women, five if you included the unexplored links with his aunts. Why was he not feeling guilty about his new romantic relationships? Before, he would be overwhelmed with guilt at even the thought of 'cheating' on his aunts. Now he had fucked...and made love to three new gorgeous women in the span of a single day and he felt guilty about not feeling guilty, if that made any sense. Was it his new animalistic side affecting him? Or was this something he had been suppressing all along? Either way, it was hard to maintain his funk when all he had to do was look at his new bondmates and feel their affection spread through him. It was worrying, how strongly his new lovers affected him. Then there was the issue of the strength of their feelings. It wasn't that it was pale or faltering; on the contrary, it was troublingly strong. This wasn't too surprising on Emily and Leira's part; they had harbored feelings for him for many years after all, but Julia, his Amazonian lover's affections didn't fall too far behind theirs. For all intents and purposes, she appeared to be well on the way to being madly in love with him and this had only occurred after he had sex with her. Before his healing of her, he had 'felt' the raging conflict within her and it had been understandable. Alex suspected that especially after his transformation, he cut a terrifying and attractive figure, so her lust, feelings of attraction and fear had been quite expected. But after their romp in the bedroom and even more so after their continued fucking in the shower, her fear had diminished to be replaced by pure affection and lust. Did it mean that his powers had affected their minds? Eliminating any hang-ups and doubts about him and forcing them to love and desire him? Maybe it was better to put this out of mind before he could discuss this train of thought with his bondmates. He would only be worrying himself needlessly at this point; he just had to avoid using his powers on anyone else unless it was an emergency. Hellcyon Days Ch. 02 Just glancing into his mindscape, Alex saw that the blaze of his soul had grown again. It seemed that the act of bonding, while dimming his fire, had paradoxically made it larger. Then as he paused in recollection, it slowly dawned on him; sex may have been connected to his newfound abilities, but it didn't directly make them stronger. He had assumed that fucking his lovers had strengthened his powers, but it appeared that he had presumed wrongly. What it did was fuel his powers, which appeared to be reflected in the brightness of his flame. Only the act of bonding itself made his soul fire larger and presumably his powers stronger. It also explained why his blaze always seemed dimmer after using his healing abilities and why all three of his lovers' embers were of similar size, albeit varying in brightness. Now though, that begged the question as to what exactly the level of intensity in his lovers' embers meant, could he use their reserves to power his own abilities? Alex was knocked out of his reverie when his girls moved to surround him with radiant smiles. He had been standing next to the window, staring blankly into the street and utterly immersed in his thoughts, so the girls easily cornered him while his mind was miles away. He felt slightly disquieted at the wide grins on his lovers' faces; they wouldn't have looked out of place on a cat which had just finished an entire saucer of milk. He tentatively asked, "So what exactly did you gals decide?" With identical smirks, they said in unison, "It's a secret!" Leira took pity on him though, "Don't worry, we've decided to share you, it's not like there isn't enough of you to go around," she purred with a lascivious grin, "We've only told Julia a bit about your unique talents...wouldn't want to spoil her surprise." Julia laughed, "So you better take good care of your new harem!" Though he had been expecting something along these lines, it still didn't prepare him for the reality. He now had three utterly gorgeous women as his lovers and they had all agreed on their own to share him, heck, they seemed happy to do so. But a nagging doubt refused to go away as he squeezed out, "But...don't you want your own lovers? Will you really be satisfied with just me? I know if I was in your position, I'd be unwilling to share my lover with anyone else..." he trailed off. His redheaded lover giggled, "You make it sound like we're settling for second best or something. You've got a good heart, you're brave and smart and honest, not to mention your presence alone makes my panties wet." She continued in a more serious tone, "You could've let both Julia and me die, just stood aside and let circumstances claim us. But you didn't. Saving me took immense courage, more than any person I know possesses, and it almost resulted in your own death." Leira spoke earnestly, "Without you, I would probably still be stuck all alone in my room, fearing for my life. And that's if I was not already dead by Rachel's hand." "I can't say I know you well, but I can say with complete honesty that I really like what I've seen so far," Julia said with a wide smile, "You may not think it, but your heart is stronger than you believe. When you healed me, saved me from death, you had to commit something you clearly loathed, which you thought would make me hate you. But you did it anyway to save my life. Just know that there's nothing to forgive, hell, just think of it as an expedited first date," she chuckled. "Anyway, we've got a complete dreamboat with some major talents in and out of the sheets, so just be happy with your new harem already," Leira admonished lightly, before closing in for a quick kiss, followed by Emily and Julia. "Well, I will promise you this," Alex said in a tone of utter conviction, "I'll cherish you and do my best to make you all happy." Before he wrapped all three of his lovers in his arms, causing them to flush as they felt the resolve emanate from him. ----- "Well, I'm not sure how good a safe house this place is right now..." Alex said as he gestured toward the bullet-ridden walls and the wrecked furniture. They were currently sitting in the lounge again since there were no other rooms big enough for them to conduct a discussion comfortably. "And I don't think it'll be easy to remove that carcass from the room," he added, glancing pointedly at the slimy remains of the James-creature which had disintegrated into a pool of viscous goop with unidentifiable translucent organs floating in it. John rumbled with a slight frown, "I agree...I hate leaving my home, but it's not safe here, but is there anywhere safe?" "I recall there being a military base somewhere east of here, though I can't remember exactly where," Julia replied. Alex quickly interjected while gesturing toward Emily and Leira, "We need to return back to our hometown first. We've got to check on our family and make sure they're safe. Only then can we try to find a more permanent base." This drew a frown from the cops' faces but they nodded in understanding. "It's not too far away; the journey would probably be slightly over an hour. We've still got plenty of daylight left, so I want to leave soon. You guys don't need to come, I understand if you want to stay here. If you want, we can decide on a meeting place and time, so we can regroup later?" Julia quickly answered with a hint of admonishment, "Wait, why are you talking as if I'm not leaving with you? I'm definitely coming with you... can't let those monsters eat my supply of dick," she finished with a raunchy grin. Feeling a blush come on despite himself, Alex hastily nodded before continuing, "There was a police car parked outside, I assume it's yours? Can we borrow it?" The giant cop exchanged a look with his wife before he replied, "We'll be coming with you, we talked about it earlier already with your girls, also Tal's vision said that staying near you is as safe as we're going to be and well...family is important." ----- The group quickly set to work, packing their supplies. Talaitha took the lead, delegating and ordering them about like a clan matriarch as they quickly gathered supplies and deposited them into the thankfully spacious jeep. In surprisingly short order, the jeep was filled to near bursting with provisions and essential tools, though Alex saw Talaitha surreptitiously packing a few photo albums as well, which he ignored. They could spare the space for the preservation of precious memories. John got into the driver's seat, with Alex riding shotgun as the women piled into the backseat talking animatedly. Earlier, as they worked together, the ladies had started conversing and now seemed to be getting along famously as they chatted in hushed tones and occasional giggles, even from the huge amazon cop, which was a little disconcerting. The two men just sat in stoic silence as John took the wheel and the jeep moved off almost ponderously, so heavily laden it was. They were passing near Alex's university, when the cracks of gunshots could be heard. Slowing down so as to pinpoint the source of the noise, the car passengers exchanged concerned glances. Abruptly speeding up without a word, John spun the steering wheel, speeding through an intersection, as the tires of the heavy jeep squealed in protest at the sharp turn. Weaving through the stationary cars parked haphazardly across the street, John exhibited an amazing degree of skill, squeezing between cars at breakneck speeds with only inches to spare. Before anyone could utter a syllable, John growled out, "I'm a police officer and I swore to serve and protect, this may be too late, but I have to try..." There was nothing left to be said after his impassioned words and the rest of the group wordlessly began checking and preparing their weapons. They burst into a wide street, where they were greeted by the sight of a screaming crowd running fearfully out of a side street, where the staccato of gunshots continued to emanate from. The panicked mob didn't even pause at the sight of the jeep, sprinting past the vehicle with wide eyed looks of terror. Jumping out of the jeep with weapons at the ready, the group began running towards the side street, where a slowly retreating group of men were firing assault rifles at an unseen target. Before they could reach the corner, they were treated to a déjà vu moment when a flying SUV flew out of the side street, smashing into two of the defending men, crushing them to a crimson pulp against the unyielding asphalt. Turning the corner, the familiar sight of a titanic charging horned demon greeted them, as the men of the rearguard screamed at them to fire. The group barely aimed their weapons before adding to the hail of lead. Alex had replaced his bow with Lieutenant's James' shotgun and he fired unerringly into the demon's craggy brow, unable to target the lowered eyes and hoping instead to break through its skull. But all their efforts were in vain as the titanic creature's inexorable charge refused to be stopped. The twenty or so defenders scattered as the demon broke into their lines, unable to retreat faster while firing, than its heavy plodding strides. It swept its massive arms from side to side, knocking desperate men flying away. Closer up, it could be seen that the monstrosity hadn't gotten away unscathed. Great holes had been blasted in the monster's rocky carapace and dark crimson blood flowed like tiny rivers between the spike mountains of its armor. But it wasn't enough. The creature paused momentarily as it grabbed one of the hapless defenders in one enormous clawed fist before it brought the screaming man to its cavernous salivating maw and bit off his entire upper body. As it stopped to chew its grisly meal, ignoring the bullets ricocheting from its body, Alex carefully took aim with his unfamiliar weapon and fired rapidly into one of its unprotected eyes. Roaring as the shotgun slugs ripped into its eye socket, the demon descended into a berserk fury, shutting its eyes and smashing the ground about it with colossal fists that shook the ground and knocked people from their feet. It cracked open its craggy eyelids, revealing a bloody socket and a baleful crimson orb that locked onto Alex in seeming recognition. With an inhuman screech, it leapt toward Alex, faster than a creature its size should have been able to move, and even with his increased speed and reflexes, Alex knew that he wouldn't be able to dodge in time. Bracing himself, the enormous bulk of the monster landed on Alex with a booming crash, completely concealing him from sight. Roaring in triumph, the beast stepped out of the deep crater it had created before turning and pounding its fists repeatedly into the depression with deep reverberating blows. Most of the defenders were shocked immobile, the viciousness of the strikes were terrifying, but even more so was the malicious leer that the monster shouldn't have been able to display. The slight glimmer of hope that had arisen when Alex had destroyed one of the demon's eyes had been quickly smashed to smithereens. Only three women continued their assault on the monster, knowing without question that their lover was still alive. Suddenly, in the interval between the demon's strikes, a flurry of opalescent tendrils flashed out of the hole to stab into the demon's exposed wounds. It flinched backwards, backpedalling clumsily as fear clouded its sole crimson eye. Stopping a dozen feet away from the crater, the monstrous creature raised its arms in a defensive posture, surprising many of the onlookers. Almost leisurely, a gleaming platinum figure emerged from the crater. The first thing the stunned onlookers noticed were its magnificent luminous wings, they glimmered with suppressed fire and had glowing tendrils instead of feathers. Next was the languidly whipping tail, powerful-looking, covered in barbs and tipped with a wicked wedge-shaped blade. Then there was the iridescent armor that clad the figure from head to toe, which bristled with spikes and ended in gleaming talons. Finally there was the draconic countenance with its blazing purple irises which struck nameless dread into almost all present. Silently, the figure stood motionless, as if contemplating the demonic entity almost cowering before it. It took a sudden step forward, causing the demon to recoil unconsciously, despite outweighing its opponent by a massive margin, before it caught itself and then as if to cover up its retreat, it thundered a challenge and then rushed forward. Just before coming into range, the demon swung one of its huge clawed arms backward, to bring it crashing down onto the Alex-creature. The defenders gasped as the tremendous blow blew up an obscuring cloud of dust, which slowly cleared, revealing the straining pair of inhuman forms. The flaring wings of the opalescent creature had speared into the ground surrounding it, supporting the impalement of the massive armored claw of the demon. The Alex-creature had used the demonic entities' own monstrous strength against it, driving multiple tendrils through the thick carapace and deep into many parts of its armored limb, halting the blow before it could reach him. At this point, the demonic monster had braced its other arm against the asphalt floor and was straining backwards, trying to free its skewered appendage. More tendrils shot forward from the Alex-creature, some wrapping themselves around the trapped limb and others piercing the demon's wounds. Screaming in pain for the first time, the monstrous being flailing desperately against the entrapping tendrils, knocking many loose, and then charged forward to swipe at its source of agony. The pearlescent figure ducked too quickly for the eye to follow, the demon's paw flashing harmlessly above, before it pounced forward, one clawed arm outstretched to it spear deep into the monster's abdomen. Whirling about, the draconic figure tore its talons and winged tendrils from the demon's body in a spray of ichor, as its bladed tail flashed across the armored belly of the monster, and with a deafening screech of metal on stone, disemboweled the demonic being. Its purple entrails pooling beneath its feet, the monster finally managed to score a blow against its assailant, hammering a thunderous blow as the Alex-creature was concentrating all its strength on the debilitating slash. The glimmering figure was hurled from its feet, its turn to streak across the street and through a solid brick wall. At this break in the clash between two titans, the defenders which had fallen into awed inactivity, regained their senses and restarted their assault on the gravely wounded monster. Focusing on the gaping rend in its abdomen, the fighters poured a constant stream of lead into the demon as it fell to its knees. The demon tried to gather up its innards, ignoring the impacts of the firearms, slowly pushing them back into its body cavity. To the horror of the defenders, the yawning wound in its front began to visibly close. Grabbing a grenade from somewhere upon her person, Julia heaved the bomb straight at the demon's injury, but it was snatched out of the air by a startlingly swift clawed arm, where it promptly detonated, wreathing the massive fist in fire, but not causing any obvious damage. The explosion marked the reemergence of the Alex-creature from the hole it had made; it was lightly covered in dust, but otherwise unmarked. It crouched, leaning forward slightly and then leapt upward, its trajectory culminating in the glowering demonic being. The demon tried to seize the gleaming streak, but the figure's wings interposed themselves between the clutching claws, preventing them from reaching their target, and allowing the draconic being to land unmolested on one hulking shoulder. Before the awed observers' eyes, the Alex-creature dug its talons into the demonic creature's skull and then bracing itself, wrenched the massive head of the demon right off its body in a display of inhuman strength. Great jets of dark crimson blood fountained from the ragged neck of the demon, which became weaker and more sporadic as the seconds passed. With a great reverberating boom, the immense body of the monstrous being crashed to the floor while its slayer dropped lightly to the ground. Propping the demon's grimacing visage on the floor before him, Alex reverted from his armored form, to reveal his triumphant grinning face and unfortunately his completely nude body to the gob smacked gazes of the defenders and the previously fleeing crowd, which hadn't gone very far, unwilling to distance themselves from their defenders. Realizing his state of dress, Alex blushed fiercely as he desperately attempted to cover his exposed form from the many appreciative looks. Despite enjoying his flustered appearance, his lovers quickly passed him their jackets, which he immediately wrapped around his bare body. Many in the crowd had closed in, warily curious as to this anomalous hero, while others went to check on their original defenders' injuries. Out of the original thirty plus armed guards, only half their number had escaped relatively unscathed. The demon's attack had been devastating, every single one of the defenders it had managed to injure, had suffered grievous harm, and by the time the volunteer medics reached them, there was nothing they could do. Before their eyes, the last injured defender breathed their last. Without warning, harsh retorts of guns sounded through the air as the recently dead were shot through the head, drawing surprised looks from Alex and his group, though realization quickly dawned in their eyes. There would be no reanimation from their allies. The inexorable blows of the demon had ironically proven somewhat a boon as most of the demon's victims were pulverized almost to mush, so there had been no additional monsters during the fierce battle. A lean grizzled man in his fifties with a pockmarked face approached their group. Stopping several feet away, he rasped, "Thanks for your help with the demon. I don't think we could've beaten it alone..." He was joined by most of the defenders, who were staring unabashedly at Alex, as he continued, "My name's David Creston and I lead this motley crew. Was meeting a bunch of my old buddies when all hell broke loose. Managed to hole up in some convention center nearby and somehow along the way, we've gathered this mob. We were trying to move to a more secure location when that beastly bugger showed up. So what's your story?" Julia stepped forward, despite the question being obviously aimed at Alex, "We're a group of cops and students, we met up in the ensuing chaos and joined forces. We were on our way to find some of our loved ones when we heard the commotion and came to investigate." The grizzled man looked pointedly at Alex, "Lad, trust me when I say I've seen a ton of shit, but what you did back there easily topped the lot. I won't pry, but you better be careful about yourself." As the adrenaline of the fight wound down, the crowd which had previously been awe-struck was starting to murmur softly to themselves while some casted suspicious glances at Alex. Noting the agitation of the crowd, Julia quickly cut in, "Glad to see that you're fine now, it's obvious that you've got to get going, and so do we. If you tell us where you're heading, we could possibly meet up later?" A contemplative look came over the pockmarked face, before David replied, "We're heading to this old military base nearby, it should be filled with supplies and munitions. We were heading to a bus depot, hopefully to get enough transport for our numbers when we were ambushed by that creature. Anyway, if you follow the north-east highway down around 20 miles, there should be a signboard pointing the rest of the way. I wish you luck on your journey." Hellcyon Days Ch. 02 "Likewise," Julia responded as their group quickly jogged back in the direction of their jeep, their movements followed by the majority of the crowd. Only the grizzled man with the pockmarked face walked over to Alex's grisly trophy, before muttering softly to himself, "Amazing..." ----- Safely ensconced in the jeep and speeding down the road, the group collectively let out a breath they hadn't known they had been holding. The crowd's response hadn't exactly been hostile, but they hadn't laid out the welcome mat for their saviors either. The reaction of the other group's leader had been promising though, despite his obvious curiosity regarding Alex, he hadn't pressured any of them when it became apparent that they weren't comfortable with revealing anything. First things first though, they had to ensure the safety of their loved ones, before planning any further, though the prospect of a well-supplied military base as a secure home in the future, did sound promising. Before any of them could remark on the battle, Alex doubled over seemingly in pain. His lovers were instantly at his side, or at least as close a semblance to it while in a car. Talaitha quickly asked in a concerned tone, "What's wrong Alex? Are you hurt?" "He's not hurt, he's...hungry...we need to pull over now! And we need a room or else you're going to get an eyeful!" Emily replied almost frantically. "Hunger? Why'd he need a room for that..." Talaitha absently trailed off as realization struck her. They had mentioned earlier that using his abilities consumed energy and the awesome display earlier had quite certainly used up a lot. Now it seemed Alex was running on empty, if his reaction was anything to do by, and the only way he could refuel was...sex. ----- "Hurry, I can't hold on much longer..." Alex groaned out as the jeep screeched to a halt outside one in a long line of terrace houses. They piled out of the car, his three lovers quickly moving to support the doubled-over Alex as they rushed toward the house. Talaitha and John took the lead, his wife covering him while he hurled his considerable bulk against the door, which collapsed under the onslaught. The group was surprised to see a pair of slumbering creatures in the hallway, as the door buckled. Reflexively bring their guns to the fore; the married duo unloaded their shotguns into the groggily lifting heads of the monstrosities, which erupted in a shower of ichor. Julia left Alex's other two women to support him while she accompanied her partner and his wife as they methodically cleared the house of any hibernating vermin. By now, Alex was rigid with arousal which he held back by sheer virtue of willpower, as the threesome staggered into one of the vacant bedrooms. Easily ripping off his flimsy coverings, Alex's throbbing stacked cocks were revealed to the lusty stares of his women. Unable to bear his hunger any longer, he grabbed the two beauties by the waist and swiftly crossed over to the king-sized bed which he tossed the pair onto. Alex spread his luminous wings, the glowing tendrils deftly stripping the two women of their clothing, revealing their luscious bodies to blazing purple eyes. Pouncing onto his Latino lover, he captured her lips in a furious lock as one of his hands latched onto the voluminous bust of his redhead to knead at the yielding flesh. Emily leaned forward to pepper kisses along Alex's shoulder as he rubbed the glistening head of his lower member sensuously along the Latino's wet nether lips and then in one smooth motion, impaled his impressive length to the hilt, eliciting a muffled groan from the dark haired beauty. Burning with arousal, Emily looked downwards at Alex's bobbing upper cock as he pistoned rhythmically into her best friend's drenched tunnel. She smiled wickedly as she lowered herself to the crotch of her lover and just as Alex reared back on his withdrawing stroke, swallowed the glistening head of his unoccupied dick. Alex let out an animalistic grunt, releasing his Hispanic lover's lips with a 'pop' as he looked down into risqué emerald eyes, before continuing his strokes with even more fervor, simultaneously fucking the pussy and mouth of his lovers. Emily nearly gagged as the enormous upper staff knocked against the back of her mouth until something gave way and it entered her throat. Unable to stop herself, the redhead reached down to her soaked labia and frantically slid her fingers along the sensitive lips. It only took a few minutes before Leira cried out her orgasm as her inner muscles desperately milked Alex's aching shaft for its creamy treat, but was denied as the straining youth continued pounding the quivering pussy. Emily was well on her way to her first climax when she felt a probing object against her sliding fingers and before she could discover its source, she was speared deeply. Rearing back in pleasure, she was shocked to see a pale serpentine appendage sliding in and out of her cunt, tracing the plunging member to its origin; she discovered that Alex had extruded the new tail he had developed in his armored form. It was a lot more harmless this time, lacking its armored plating and sharp implements, instead it was tipped with something that looked suspiciously like a cock head as it repeatedly thrust into her welcoming snatch. Screaming her own climax, Emily's velvet vice convulsed around Alex's tail and with a bestial snarl, Alex sprayed his sticky essence into Leira's and surprisingly Emily's deepest spot, whilst simultaneously covering Emily's mouth in his spend. As Leira slowly recovered from her prolonged orgasm, Emily languidly licked the delicious liquid off her face as she enjoyed the fullness of her cunt. But Alex was far from done; he pulled his redheaded lover toward him, positioning Emily on top of her best friend and then viciously thrust his dual cocks into the stacked vaginas. Not expecting another round so quickly, both women moaned their pleasure as Alex maintained a furious pace, pounding their silken folds. Alex reached around his groaning flaming haired lover to grasp and squeeze her soft torpedoes. Without the support of his arms, he should have fallen forward if not for his wings bracing his impossible position. At the same time, glowing tendrils reached down and caressed the straining bodies of his gorgeous lovers as his tail whipped violently about due to the furious pace of his hips. ----- Julia had been waiting outside the bedroom door for the last half hour, watching over the room and tortured by the pleasured moans of Alex and his lovers. Her panties were soaked with her arousal, but she didn't want to leave them unguarded. Before the amazon could give into temptation; to masturbate or enter the room, the grey eyed gypsy entered the hallway and told her, "John's watching the street, so I'll take over your guard duty, any longer and you look like you're about to tear off your clothes." Nodding her strained thanks, the busty cop almost ripped open the door in her haste to enter; exposing the sight of the wildly rutting Alex to both women's eyes. Feeling a surge of excitement run through her despite herself, Talaitha quickly averted her eyes as Julia ran into the room, shedding her clothes as she went, before slamming the door shut. Breathing deeply, which was a mistake as her arousal rose even further, Talaitha racked her brain for answers to her unexplained excitement. Yes, Alex cut a dashing figure, but she was madly in love with her husband and the sight of him nude shouldn't have affected her this much. She had seen him naked earlier, immediately after his battle with the demon, but the scene hadn't aroused her like this, she could appreciate his attractiveness but nothing beyond that. So why was this happening? Unless this was another side-effect of his change? It would make sense for him to be able to attract women, with his powers revolving around sex and all. Quickly calling for her husband as she tried to restrain her urges, she tried to explain her thoughts to him and he solemnly nodded his understanding. Scooping her up in his arms, John moved to another bedroom, where he proceeded to thoroughly ravage his wife, leaving nothing but thoughts of him in her mind. ----- Julia couldn't believe how wet her pussy was, as she left her clothing carelessly behind her. Despite the weather outside, what should have been a cool room was instead almost uncomfortably warm. Exposing her curvaceous body to the heated air, a shiver went through her as the molten orbs of the furiously fucking Alex met her own hungry gaze. Faster than she could believe, the swaying tail wrapped around her waist and effortlessly lifted the luscious amazon to him. She sensuously brought her hands up to cup his face and then mashed her lips to his as she continued to be suspended by the slowly writhing tail, whose tip ran tantalizingly along her inner thigh. Alex released one of Emily's bountiful tits, to wrap around the waist of his brunette lover and then reach up to passionately fondle her melon-sized mounds. Several minutes later, Julia began to fiercely roll her hips as Alex prevented her from rubbing her burning nether lips, while teasing her with gentle touches from his extra appendage. Smirking roguishly into her mouth, he relented as he dropped his massaging fingers to the dripping portal of her sex, before sliding a finger in. Groaning her ardor into his mouth, Alex slowly increased the number and speed of his plunging fingers, culminating in a torrent of sweetly smelling juices that spurted from the slick tunnel. Uncoiling his tail from around her, Alex replaced it with his supporting arm, which resumed its fondling of her luscious form. Swiping the weeping petals with the bulbous tip of his tail, he gently parted the lips and buried the thick shaft as far as it could go. "Ohh, Alex..." Julia groaned in pleasure, "Fuck me...fuck me hard!" He obliged her impassioned pleas as he rapidly imbedded the ridged flesh of his tail into her, and then began a spinning motion while withdrawing and thrusting it back within her. Julia screamed her release as Alex targeted the particularly sensitive spot in her vagina. His furious fucking of the trio continued for more than two hours, Alex's lust proving nearly insatiable, and by the end of it, the grins on the three women's faces couldn't have been removed by a surgical scalpel as they took turns letting Alex tenderly wash their bodies. They would have continued but the three women had been reduced to utter exhaustion. Leaving the room, they were surprised to see the disheveled forms of John and Talaitha, who had dragged a chair into the hallway and were in a loving embrace. "Someone got laid," Julia smirked tiredly at her partner, as they approached the pair. "Sorry," rumbled the huge man, "Left you unguarded for a while, had to take care of some business." Hearing this, Alex said a little brusquely, "Luckily we weren't attacked... we better not push our luck next time. Let's get out of here." In the jeep and once again on their way, Talaitha raised tentatively, "Alex...I think your powers make you release pheromones or something. Earlier, when you were...screwing your girlfriends, I...well got aroused for no reason, just by standing outside your room. That's why we had to leave your room unguarded for a while, since John had to take care of me," she finished with a huge blush. Pausing a few moments, Alex felt some remorse at his earlier reproach, if Talaitha had been in a similar state to the impassioned Julia earlier, he could hardly blame her for not being able to suppress her urges. He'd have to be a huge hypocrite to do so, since he had succumb multiple times himself, not to mention was the likely cause of her increased ardor. He quickly apologized, "That makes sense, sorry I snapped at the both of you, I should have realized that you'd have a proper reason. We'll try to be more discreet next time." The married couple just waved off his apology and the car descended back into companionable silence as everyone fell into their own thoughts. Something that Talaitha had said earlier refused to budge from Alex's mind. She had referred to his lovers as his girlfriends and he realized that he hadn't been treating them as the romantic partners that they were. Some part of him still recoiled at the idea of such close emotional bonds and wanted to treat his lovers as just carnal partners. But he viciously slammed down on the tiny voice, his lovers...girlfriends deserved to be loved and hadn't he promised to cherish them? He hadn't even really talked to them about their past and families, practically treating them just as a warm receptacle for his cock and cum. His aunts hadn't raised him to be such a callous person. Inwardly, he resolved to start spending time to get to know his lovers properly. "I think we may have to finish our journey tomorrow. We're only a little over half way there and the sun's about to set," John said solemnly. Alex wanted to protest, but he knew the cop was right. His aunts were still safe and would hopefully continue to be safe for another night. He looked around at the other conflicted expressions and answered, "You're right...I think most of us are in no condition to continue so we better find and clear a safe place to weather out the night. We don't want to be out on the streets when the rest of the monsters come out to play." The next few minutes were spent looking for a solid shelter to spend the night. Finally they stopped outside a double storey house with high walls and a wrought iron gate. It was the best candidate for a safe house they had seen, though now they had to clear it. They didn't want to leave their provision-filled vehicle outside the gate for the monsters to discover, but the iron gateway was locked with a heavy steel padlock. Unexpectedly, Talaitha quickly took care of the problem. "Remnants of a rebellious youth," she smiled impishly as she picked the lock. John then drove the jeep through the gate, as the rest walked alongside the vehicle, their eyes on the lookout and their weapons at the ready. Locking the gate, the group carefully combed the grounds surrounding the house, systematically checking the shadows for any lethal surprises, but found nothing. They peered into the windows of the house as well, but they couldn't see anything suspicious in the interior. Walking back to the front door, Talaitha picked the lock while the group was arrayed about her, watchful for any sign of danger. With a distinctive 'click' the dark skinned gypsy succeeded and then backed away from the door, letting her husband and Alex take her place in front of the entrance. With a whispered count down, Alex slammed open the door with every barrel poised to fire, but they were met with shadowy silence. With the two guys in the lead, the group entered the house; slowly going from room to room as they meticulously ensured that the house was empty of slumbering beasts. Once they were satisfied they were alone in the house, they removed any needed supplies from the jeep before moving the vehicle out of sight from the road. Wouldn't be good to tempt any prowlers in the night, be they four legged or two. Though they preferred their privacy, the group agreed to bunk down together in the living room. Only when they had more people or knew they were safe, could they go back to individual rooms. This obviously prevented any hanky-panky, though Alex's girlfriends didn't look like they were fit for any activity. The events of the day had completely exhausted them and they looked like they were about to collapse at any moment. Alex tenderly coaxed some food into them before letting them collapse into the bedspread. Exchanging understanding looks with the married couple, he gestured for them to sleep while whispering, "I'll take first watch." John shot him a grateful look while his wife smiled tiredly as they lowered themselves to their own bedding and almost instantly dropped off to sleep, if the rumbling snores were any indication. Alex just dragged a chair over to the single window and then hunkered down for the night, silently staring out into the street filled with slowly stretching shadows. ----- Night had fallen and the street lamps had automatically turned on, illuminating the street in its murky yellow light. Occasional packs of unidentifiable creatures roamed the streets, filling the air with their grating shrieks and howls as they passed by. A sudden noise within the house caught Alex's attention; he paused for a moment, straining his ears, before he heard it again. It sounded faintly like the rattling of a window. He crept over to the gently snoring giant and tapped him awake, before whispering in low tones, "I think we've got intruders, wake your wife, I'll take care of my girlfriends." Receiving a slight nod, he moved over to the three sleeping beauties and gently shook them awake. Though they were groggy, Alex briefly explained to them what he had heard, "I don't think it's a monster, so far they appear to be universally incapable of subtlety, and whoever or whatever it is, it's trying to be sneaky. We don't want to attract any attention, so only fire as a last resort. I'll try and handle it," Alex said as he hefted his bow. Cracking open the doorway, Alex peered into the darkness of the hallway, where he saw two shadowy figures at the end of the corridor, facing away from them. Raising a finger to his lips, he inched the door open and crept toward the clearly human silhouettes, followed closely by the rest of the group. Unfortunately, two of their number weren't meant for sneaking and some noise alerted the thieves to their presence. They whirled about, poised to scream or run, but Alex pounced across the intervening space, clamping a steely hand over both faces, cutting off any noise before it could escape. He growled at them, a low threatening sound full of promise of violence and the two figures froze immediately, "You two better hold still if you know what's good for you. Now, we're going to have a chat." With that, Alex spun about face, effortlessly carrying the two slight figures in either arm as they struggled futilely against his adamantine grip. Dragging the would-be thieves back to the sitting room, they tied them up on the floor, then shut the curtains and turned on a lamp, illuminating the two sneaks for the first time. They were a pretty bedraggled pair, slim and looking in their mid-twenties, with dirty clothing and scowling features. The woman had a punkish hairstyle, cropped quite short except for bangs that hung low over her eyes, her hair was dyed in almost eye-searing shades of purple and blue, and she had numerous piercings through her nose and ears. She would have been pretty if not for the vicious scowl as she glared fiercely at the group. The guy contrastingly had long greasy black hair tied into dreadlocks with drooping eyes and a challenging sneer. He had even more piercings than the woman and an unidentifiable tattoo peeked out from the neck of his tatty leather jacket. "Who are you?" Julia took the lead in questioning. "None of your business," the girl answered gruffly. "I'm a cop." "So what? The world's ended so you've got no more authority," the girl retorted again, while her partner continued his leer. Alex took over, moving in front of his Amazonian lover and looming over the two cross-legged thieves, "Well, I'm not a cop... and you better answer me. Or I'm going to toss one of you out into the street and let the monsters have you. I only need one of you to talk after all. So what were you two up to?" Alex finished ruthlessly. This had been the man who had easily handled each of them with a single arm and the merciless glint in his unsettling purple eyes unnerved the two.