FEEL GIRL
PART THREE
Hidden inside a small mountain off in the woods, Epsilon Base was at least a hundred a miles from where Feel Girl was holed up. Jin/Windrazor cleared the distance in mere minutes. He slowed down just long enough to enter the passcode at a speed the keypad could actually keep up with, as well as the reader for his key card, then burst inside, resuming his earlier speed. All around him, the base seemed frozen in mid-motion. He saw Spark, the electrokinetic field leader of the team, and Tact, the team’s gadgeteer, walking down the hall in mid-step, an arm load of equipment carried by each. He passed a couple others, the armored warrior Chozo coming out from the training room and the martial artist Striker manning the communications room. In the moment between heartbeats, Jin passed them all by as he made his way to the weapons locker. No one else in the base could move as fast as him; he would be in and out before anyone even knew he was there. Then, he could return to his new mistress and fuck her until he couldn’t move anymore, just like she promised.
Jin wound his way down to the base’s lowest levels, until he came to a huge metal door, resembling a bank vault. The door required no less than five unlocking procedures: retina scan, thumb print, key card, a trio of passwords, and voice command. Jin found himself needing to slow down once more to do them all at the right speed, a process which only aggravated him as it meant waiting even longer. Rather than wait for the door to slowly inch open while he was at super speed, Jin dropped his speed down to normal as the door’s hydraulics pushed it open. The moment he got enough clearance to slip his body through, he shoved his way into the store room.
The vault was large, and contained a variety of clear cases, as well as a few large contraptions covered in sheets. Labels indicated the device’s particular uses and who they might have previously belonged to before the Centurion’s confiscated it. Jin managed to avoid grabbing the ones with labels like “Doomsday Driver” or “Demonic Summoning Ring” and other such potentially apocalyptic purposes. Even with his mind warped by inhumanly intense lust, he still had a bit of common sense.
Jin settled on three objects: the Power Gauntlets, supertech devices designed by Tact which allowed the user to use force field technology for protection, super strength, and flight. The Destin Sword, an indestructible magical blade used by a sorceress from Earth’s ancient past, which could absorb natural and magical energies and could cut through any known substance. Lastly, there was the Warp Ring, a mystic bracelet which could create portals to transport to anywhere in the world, and even across dimensions to reach other worlds entirely. Any one of these devices would definitely boost a person’s personal power. Combined, the user could be quite formidable. Snatching the devices up, Jin dashed right back through the base, and out the door. He was already nearly back to Feel Girl’s “hideout” before anyone at Epsilon Base even realized what had happened.
“The fuck was that?” said Spark, as she pulled her hair back from being suddenly whipped into her face by a powerful rush of wind. “Was that Windrazor?”
Tact set his box of equipment down with a huff, already using his technopathy to check the computer records. “Looks like,” he said, going over the camera images. It wasn’t until Windrazor flickered into view for a brief moment while the vault door opened that he could confirm it. “And it looks like he…” Another rush of wind nearly knocked the two over. Tact let out a sigh, continuing, “…just stole a few things from our weapons locker.”
“Oh, crap,” said Spark, dropping her own box of equipment. “Seriously?” She shook her head. “Alright, alert the others that we found him. Think you’ll be able to track him now?”
“Well, he’s still got his com-link disabled. However, one of the things he stole was the set of Power Gauntlets, and I should be able to sense those from miles away.” He flipped through the images of the bases’ exterior cameras, seeking for the tell tale sign of a line of grass and other vegetation bending the wake of his passing. “Looks like… he’s headed for Unity City, to the southeast. Let’s jet on over there, and I’ll see what I can pick up.”
“Alright,” said Spark. “I’ll have Chozo and Striker on stand by incase things get harry.”
Within the hour, Spark and Tact had landed the two-seater jump jet on the rooftop of a mostly empty apartment building, located on edge the city limits, just before the suburbs took over. It was one of the few non-boarded up buildings along that street; the neighborhood had been mostly abandoned and no one had yet come in to rebuild the area, giving the place an eerily empty feeling despite being part of a major city.
According to Tact’s technopathic senses, the Power Gauntlets were located on the third floor, on the northern corner of the building. Currently, the jump jet was cloaked by an invisibility field, and the heroes all stayed within its boundary to avoid being spotted.
“This doesn’t exactly seem like the best of hideouts,” said Spark, looking at the neglected neighborhood around them. “I can’t imagine anyone with the balls to try and steal our stuff would hole up in this place.”
“Desperate times, perhaps?” said Tact. “Or they’re just getting started.”
“What about Jin? You think its mind control? Or maybe someone’s forcing him to do this through coercion?”
“I guess we won’t know until we confront him.” Tact pulled a small round device, like a silver egg, from one of the numerous pouches on his belt. “If it is mind control, though...” He set the device on the roof, and it sprouted a series of thin wires, which it then used as spidery legs to lift itself up. The narrower end of the “egg” slide back, revealing a small camera lens and tiny microphone. The egg-shaped device scuttled away to the edge of the roof, climbed up the short wall like a spider, then crawled over the side and began its descent.
“No sense sending one of us in to get mind-zapped before we can even do anything,” said Tact. His technopathic senses allowed him to see and hear through the little scouting device. In turn, he used his power to guide the device via mental commands, making it crawl towards where he sensed the Power Gauntlets were located. After a minute, the device came to the right apartment, and positioned itself near a window. The window, unfortunately, was blocked with curtains. Tact then had the device crawl around until he found a broken window in the next apartment over. The scout slipped in through the window, headed for the nearest air vent, then work its way through the passages until it was inside the right apartment. Finally, the device passed a vent that looked into the room where Tact sensed the Gauntlets. As he trained the camera and microphone to spy into the room, Tact’s eyes widened.
Windrazor was there, kneeling on the floor. He was completely naked, his eyes staring forward but half-closed, his hands clasped behind his back. He twitched and jerked oddly, and Tact could see that his penis was hard as a rock, beet red and drooling pre-cum steadily. Tact blinked in surprise at this. Then he turned the lens to focus on what Windrazor was staring at.
In front of Windrazor was a naked young woman, an almost boyish looking blond, who was currently wearing not only the Power Gauntlets, but the Warp Ring. The Destin Sword was propped up against the far wall. The woman was covered in an almost transparent energy field, indicating the Gauntlets were activated, and she hefted a large leather chair up with the tips of her fingers on one hand.
“Hahaha, this is great!” she said. She tossed the chair up a few inches and caught it easily. “Man, I could barely move this thing, it was so heavy before. Now it’s light as a feather! Hey, I bet I could go outside and chuck cars around like baseballs or something!” She paused and set the chair down, then focused on the Ring. She concentrated, and the golden band glowed a dull blue. Then, suddenly, a portal ringed with blue energy swirled into being a few feet away. Through the portal, a beach on some tropical island could be seen. “Neat!” said the girl, grinning widely. “Instant vacation!”
“Please, Feel Girl, please,” pleaded Windrazor. “You said I could fuck you…”
The woman, “Feel Girl,” looked up to him and frowned. “I did, didn’t I?” She crossed her arms and tapped her chin, then smiled wickedly. “Well, I suppose I can put off testing these things out till after I give you your reward. Stand up, Jin.” Windrazor/Jin obeyed, getting eagerly to his feet. “You may fuck me and cum inside me, and only inside me, but only if you can!”
Jin pounced on her like a tiger. He moved to wrap his arms around her… and was stopped by the force field which still surrounded her. The field extended only an inch from her skin, appearing more as a faint outline of her body, but it was powerful enough to negate the impact of a cruise missile going at top speed, not to mention the explosion that would follow, with the Gauntlets’ wearer not budging an inch. Instead of shoving her onto the floor and ramming himself into her, Jin ended up clinging to her and humping against her as if she were a stationary pole sticking out of the floor. She laughed as his cock rubbed against the force field a mere inch away from her pussy. With a loud growl of frustration, he clutched and clawed at the force field trying to get to her, but it was to no avail. Too caught up in the pleasure, all he could do was pitifully hump against the field and cry against it. Since he could not reach her, he could not feel the pleasure of her touch, and since he could not get inside her, he could not cum.
From his vantage point on the roof, Tact’s jaw dropped and his eyes took on a glazed look. He watched the scene unfold in utter awe. Even the sight of his teammate’s sexual suffering could not dampen the fact that this “Feel Girl” was unexpectedly, but irresistibly, alluring. Just looking at her, even remotely through his device, he found himself incredibly aroused. Without even realizing it, his hand began to move towards his crotch, his body instinctively trying to masturbate.
A painful shock to his arm snapped him out of it. With a yelp, he jumped back, clutching his arm, his connection to the device severed. “Tact! Wake up!” Spark was yelling at him, her hand extended, with little arcs of electricity sparking across her fingertips. Tact shook his head, and immediately shut down the scout device, causing it to retract its wires and cover its lens and microphone. He took a breath and steadied himself against the jump jet.
“Jeez, way to zone out,” said Spark. She motioned to Tact’s lower half. “I take it you liked what you saw?”
Tact looked down and noticed the erection he was sporting. He shifted uncomfortably, and turned away, while he tried to get himself under control. “There’s, um, some woman down there. She’s got Windrazor under her, uh, spell, let’s just say.”
“Can you be more specific?” said Spark. “Under her spell how?”
Tact thought for a moment, trying very hard to not actually replay what he’d seen in his head over and over. He almost managed not to. Instead he did anyway, making his cock twitch; it would not be going down any time soon. “Well,” he said. “She’s naked, and Windrazor seems trapped in a state of extreme lust as he stares at her. Given my own reaction to the sight of her, I’d say she’s able to entrance a person by showing off her naked body.”
Spark’s eyes raised. “Wow, she must be quite the looker.”
“Actually, she’s pretty plain,” said Tact, thinking back to her again. His eyes started to glaze over again and his cock twitched in his pants once more, something that did not escape Spark’s notice. She sighed, reached over and clasped Tact’s groin in her hand, then shot a spark of electricity into him. The jolt was just enough to snap him out of his trance and finally get his cock to soften. “Christ!” said Tact, clutching himself over Spark’s hand.
Spark kissed his cheek. “I’m sorry, babe. I’ll make it up to you later, but the last thing we need is you losing focus, okay?”
Tact nodded and let out a breath. “Okay,” he said. He turned to the others. “Okay, first things first, we need to neutralize Jin. Once that woman commands it, he could take us down in an instant. Then we need to neutralize the weapons she’s got. I can shut off the Power Gauntlets right away, but…” He cleared his throat, thinking of Jin probably still desperately trying to fuck the woman, her only protection being the force field. While Tact figured she probably deserved it, he wasn’t about to let his teammate become an inadvertent rapist. “But I don’t want to, uh, tip her off before we’re ready. Plus, she might use the Warp Ring to escape if she thinks something’s wrong.”
“Alright, well… what do you suggest?”
Tact frowned. “Well… you have electrosense, you can tell where people are by their electrical fields. If you can get down to her apartment, then close or cover your eyes, can you still fight her?”
“Sure, no problem,” said Spark. “I’ve gotten pretty good at that. Striker’s been helping train me to fight blind.”
“Good,” said Tact. “Get down to her door. When you’re ready, say the word, break the door in, close your eyes, and start blasting. I’ll shut off the Gauntlets right as you enter. You should be able to zap her, and, uh, Jin, while they are both distracted with each other.”
Spark cocked an eyebrow at Tact. “What exactly are they doing down there?”
“Uh, well, she has him entranced by prancing around naked in front of him. You can probably guess.”
Spark let out a somewhat amused grunt. “Oh, sure, when I get mind controlled, it’s from a demon chick funneling itself into my cooch. When Jin gets mind controlled, it’s from getting a lapdance.”
“It’s a bit more than a lapdance…”
“I get it, thanks.”
“Okay. Good luck.”