Nora's Big Mistake Ch. 51

Mariah and Aleah stood on either side of Sophia and began to jerk themselves off. "You're going to be our little cumguzzler, little sister," Aleah said. "Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccckkkk yeahhhhhhh."

Sophia smiled as her two older siblings came hard, spurting their respective futa spunk all over her face and neck.

Back in the main area of the Oldje nursing home....

The twenty two teens were watching Gruthsorik. The demon was sitting in a cross-legged position in a small room. There was a wall of glass that seperated the teens and their demonic guest.

Nora was surprised by his tentacles. For that matter, if he'd spent time in Japan as he claimed, in some roundabout way he may even have inspired the infamous tentacle porn genre. Pleased with her deductions, Nora moved on. There was one more thing she wanted to know right now to complete the general profile of her new arrival. "So do you always go after students?" she asked.

"Schools make excellent hunting grounds," said Gruthsorik. "They're easy to get into and have lots of girls. Not just the students, the adult females as well. Teachers, coaches, janitors, sometimes even a principal or dean. But I'm opportunistic. I hunt anywhere I'm likely to find a girl or woman alone and vulnerable. Waitresses on the closing shift, dark alleys off empty city streets late at night, lone riders on a late night subway car, squatters in abandoned buildings. And away from cities there are hiking trails, secluded beaches, and farmer's daughters out venturing in their fields. Just to name a few."

"Sounds like you move around quite a bit," Claire said.

"Can't stay in one place too long," explained the demon. "You say victims don't talk, but I can't chance that. Have enough of them in the same area and sooner or later people might start noticing something. Better to make a few scores then drift off to somewhere else and remain unknown. And I enjoy seeing new scenery."

"And making yourself look human, that helps you get close to unsuspecting potential victims, no doubt," Claire said.

"It depends on the situation, it's not always necessary, but yes, that's right. Plus changing into a monster right in front of their eyes adds a bit of a dramatic flair that can heighten the initial fear response," Gruthsorik said.

"Quite the devious predator, aren't you," said Claire with more disdain than respect. Even with the cell walls separating them, her skin was crawling just being in the room with him. She had to get out, but one last question sprang to mind. "How young of a girl do you..." her voice faltered, she was afraid the answer might make her sick to her stomach.

"Do I go after?" the demon finished. "You know it wasn't all that long ago that girls were married off and started having children as soon as they reached puberty. Have I taken girls that young? Most certainly. But I do prefer them a bit more grown. High school age, in modern terms. Younger than puberty, not at all, doesn't even seem practical."

"Alright. Thank you Gruthsorik, for being so forthcoming about yourself. That's all for now. I've got some paperwork concerning you that I need to handle. I'll be in to check on you every now and then. If you think of anything more to add about your attack on Monica, let me know." The demon grunted in response, and laid down on the bunk as Claire hurried out of the room. Claire then stopped and turned around. "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Gruthsorik stared at her quietly, reluctant to answer. Claire stared right back. Finally the monster gave in. "Oh, fine. I can't really keep this from you anyway, given my situation. How best to put this, you know how your kind often describes lust as if it were hunger? Well for me, it's not a metaphor. They literally are one and the same."

"Are you saying you feed on rapes?" Claire asked in disbelief.

"Essentially, yes. More specifically, I take sustenance from the raw, base emotions and sensations that they invoke in the girl, things like fear, pain, pleasure, lust," Gruthsorik answered.

"Wait, I get the fear and pain, but lust and pleasure?" said Claire. "Those are not words normally associated with rape."

Gruthsorik laughed wickedly, then explained, "Oh, sure, plenty of girls fight it the entire time, and I get what I need from that. The panic, the desperation, the despair of being violated, are all quite nice indeed, but when they enjoy it, it's much... what words would you use... tastier, and more filling. Most of those girls start to like it despite themselves, so some nice embarrassment or guilt gets added to the mix. And the ones that accept their plight, stop resisting, and give themselves over to it are the most delicious of all."

"So what you're saying is when you're attacking a girl, you're actually trying to make her feel good?" Claire said incredulously.

"Ideally, yes. Absolutely," replied Gruthsorik with a wicked grin. "And if I bring her to orgasm, mmmmmmmm, it's like a feast!" Claire shuddered. As a woman, she was completely disgusted by this trivializing of the abuse he inflicted on his victims. As a scientist though, she was intrigued. What he described was the most unlikely form of metabolism she'd ever heard of, and a startling discovery if it was the slightest bit true. The demon sensed her unease and pushed it further. "You know, that girl, Monica, of course she didn't admit it on that recording of yours, but when the policemen interrupted us, she was already starting to enjoy getting fucked in two holes." Claire couldn't keep the discomfort from showing on her face, even though she was trying to take him at his word here.

The mention of Monica's name also made Claire realize she had gotten sidetracked. She composed herself and continued, "Right, your capture. In case you're curious, the soldiers in that chopper Nevin mentioned collected you and sent you on your way to the base near here while agents debriefed everyone involved and assigned them a cover story. If anybody asks, Monica was raped at gunpoint by an ordinary human, Officer Nevin interrupted, they exchanged fire, and the rapist was killed. Only the military counselor we will assign to the girl will ever discuss what really happened to her."

"So you keep yourselves and your captured monsters a secret from the world. Very tidy," Gruthsorik said. "Not that I'm complaining about that, mind you."

"No, you wouldn't want to be public knowledge anymore than we do," Claire said. "And apparently you've done a remarkably good job of it if the first we've seen or heard of your kind is the morning you're brought in. We pay attention to these things, ancient mythology and today's urban legends alike. Although, rape is such an underreported crime as it is, so maybe it's not that surprising if your victims never tell anyone. And those that do have probably used the same lie we gave Monica in order to keep from sounding delusional." She paused, lost in thought for a moment, then said, "You know, you may just fit the description of incubus after all."

"Do tell," Gruthsorik said, though his tone conveyed that he didn't really care.

"Girls in the medieval era would have been just as hesitant to tell the whole truth about being tentacle raped," Claire posited. "Given the trauma and embarrassment, they wouldn't have wanted to describe the full details any more than a modern girl. Monica herself probably wouldn't have if others hadn't witnessed the tentacles too. People did still believe in demons though, so they could just reveal that much, that an inhuman creature assaulted them. And that makes things fall in line with most of the classic sex demons. They were said to seduce women or attack them in their beds while they slept, and feed on their energies. The modern interpretation is that stories of such things were hallucinations due to sleep paralysis or scapegoating out of wedlock pregnancies in a time when premarital sex was highly stigmatized. And both of those are probably accurate in most cases, but nearly every myth, in its original form, has a basis in fact. You or others like you could very well have been the origin of these stories."

"Well, goodie for me," Gruthsorik said snidely.

Loriane slammed her fist on the glass, denting it. "You sick son of a bitch," she said. "You're going to rot in hell for what you did."

Nora turned to Chloe and Courtney. "Get her to the main room," she said.

Chloe and Courtney then helped drag Loriane away. "I'm not going to let you get away with this," Loriane said. "You're a perverted little freak, and you're going to die in hell."

Nora sighed deeply. "I'm so sorry about my daughter's outburst," she said.

Gruthsorik smiled and nodded his head. "I am glad that your daughter is so beautiful," he said. "I look forward to seeing her again." The demon was lying back against the wall. "Maybe you can even join in the fun?"

Nora gulped as she realized what the demon was talking about. Her and her friends then left the room.

Back on the SuperTeens Watchtower....

Black Canary and Huntress were both holding their respective bo staffs. "Ready Helena," Black Canary said.

Huntress sighed and nodded. "Ready, willing and able Dinah," she said.

The two women then proceeded to move in a circle, taunting the other one to move forward. Finally Dinah charged forward and swung her staff. She missed her strike to Helena's head by an inch.

Helena then followed the strike with her own strike, smacking the staff into the belly of her teammate.

Dinah felt the strike and doubled over in pain. She felt woozy. She tried to maintain her balance. She shook her head and looked up, just in time for Helena's bo staff to strike her across the temple.

Dinah fell to the floor with a loud thud. Disoriented and woozy, the blonde metahuman was not going to let that crossbow wielding dyke win. Performing an backflip, she got back up.

Helena was surprised that Dinah was able to last this long. Helena then swung her staff and knocked Dinah down. Helena won the first round.

The two women then began the second round. Dinah and Helena swung their respective twin hooks.

They clashed their respective twin hooks against each other. The battle was long. Finally Dinah won the second round.

The final round of their fighting was unarmed combat. Dinah and Helena began to battle against each other.

The world, the universe, the multiverse still had a big plan for Codi Sullivan, Abby Danvers, Dakota Danvers, Erin Snow, Olivia Snow, Rey Snow, Tatiana Toulson, Luna Lancaster, Lily LeBeau, Claire Sullivan, Suzie Sullivan, Kenna James, Chloe Snow-West, Courtney Snow-West, Loriane Ren Snow-West Zor-El, Willow Zor-El, Star Lance, Kathy Horton, Fiona Queen, Naomi Danvers, Rena Arias, and Nora Snow-West.

Back at the waterfront.........

An unknown garbage worker was cleaning up the mess. Suddenly he saw an energy blast from nowhere fly over towards him, past him, and into the river; where the dead bodies of Arryn and Kara Lawson were dumped.

The garbage worker then watched as an two bright lights; one black and one white, shot out of the water. Suddenly, this moment was followed by two unknown figures leaping out of the water and landed in front of the worker.

They were Kara and Arryn Lawson; reborn but mentally disturbed. They were both sadistic and murderous. With no remorse and hesitation, the two Lawson sisters tackled the man, tore off his clothes, and ate him alive.

The two girls were more animal than human.

Will the heroines save them, or will they consume the entire multiverse?

To be continued...