Sweetheart

A day prior to her arrival, Upwina sat in shock, holding the side of her stomach she just scarred herself as the pantless agent in front of her turned bodiless in a flash at the hand of Grountin. She was silent despite her mouth hanging open, as that man was not of any threat since he had become unconscious and overtly enamored with her. As Grountin let the hallway door shut behind him, she stood and then walked to the window, watching him head to his childhood home.

"I can't believe this," Upwina whispered to herself depressingly. "It's like he's a completely different person." She stared at her hands, then tearfully remarked, "I couldn't have taken that much love from him, could I?"

Upwina buried her hands in her face, lamenting her choice to convalesce over the guaranteed positive nature of the man she both admired and now fears.

"I have to find a way to bring him back," she declared.

Her stomach still numb in a certain area, she kept feeling it with her hand, hoping her nerves would come back into her bodily functions; but they did not. Suddenly, she had a realization: if there are any internal organs near the place where Grountin removed her electrical impulses, they may not be functioning anymore. She became so anxious at the thought, her hands started trembling incessantly.

"Grountin," she mentioned morosely, "you may have just killed someone you love." Then she pondered to herself, adding, "Although I did think you were gonna do it intentionally a second ago."

She grabbed the already packed bags and began dragging them towards the door when a man that looked like Grountin walked to her room.

"What th- Grountin?! How is this possible?!" Upwina asked with her voice raised.

"Really? Grountin?" questioned the Grountin look-alike. "That does explain a lot though. Haw haw!"

Upwina, thoroughly disappointed, inquired, "You're not Grountin? Then why do you look like him?"

"Apparently, you really desire his company," the similar man answered matter-of-factly. "Can't believe he got himself a girlfriend."

"I'm not his girlfriend," Upwina corrected. "Certainly not now."

The man chuckled, "Haw haw haw! Then why do you want him around more than anybody else? Haw haw!"

"I don- Are you using some kinda ability?!" queried Upwina, upset at the speculations being made at her expense.

The new Grountin snickered, "Haw haw! Of course I am! How else would any of this make sense?" He stared down the hallway, mumbling, "Sure dumb enough to be with a dummy like Grountin..."

"He's not dumb!" Upwina defended. "H-he's just not feeling like himself lately."

The man chuckled, "Haw haw! Lover's spat? Get over it, sweetheart."

"No!" she cried. "We aren't lovers! But he- well, he's- he was a good guy!" She looked away from the stranger as she elaborated, "He saved my life. And I saved his, too. We were kinda like a team, I guess. But I screwed him up and now," she began holding her burnt skin before finishing, "I don't know if I can even survive without him."

The man touched her shoulder, saying gently, "Don't worry about it, sweetheart. I'll take care of you."

Upwina quickly stuck a finger against the man's arm and absolutely loathed what she saw: the most self-centered love she ever encountered. She was repulsed by it. Even so, she knew what she had to do: she put love into the man, enough to make a slave out of him; figuring his abilities would be an asset to getting Grountin back.

What she did not expect, however, was to find herself intensely attracted to this "new" Grountin. Despite it not actually being him; despite being so low on love and harboring immense resentment towards this seemingly willing imposter; she could not help but become aroused by the idea of having him inside her. He looked just like Grountin, after all.

"Wow," the strange man with a not-so-strange visage pontificated, "I didn't realize how attractive you are until now."

"What's that supposed to mean?!" hollered Upwina, scared of her own body's reactions.

"It means that a second ago, I was- uh, drunk. Yep," the man said a bit nervously as he got closer to her.

"Look," Upwina spoke strictly, leaning away from her new one-sided paramour, "I just need you to use whatever powers you have to help me get Grountin back. It's life or death."

The man replied rapidly, "Sure, sweetheart. Uh, problem is," he undid his pants, revealing Grountin's penis fully erect before explaining, "I have to fuck you in order to use them." He tried to undo Upwina's clothes next, asking, "You understand, right, sweetheart?"

"No!" Upwina shrieked.

The man briefly yelled, "Would you calm down?!" He throat cleared, then non-chalantly mentioned as he grabbed Upwina's forearms, "The only reason I showed up is because of all the noise you all made and the mention of powers."

Upwina desperately tried to cling to her clothes, but the man overpowered her. She removed love from him, but he still continued. She added love to him, but he finally took off her panties anyway.

"Why can't you just stop for a second?!" she whispered irately, forcibly lying on her back, naked in the hallway. "Everybody can see us!"

The man, relentless and on top of her, reached for his cock while holding her down with one arm and something heavy that she could not see, casually commented, "Don't worry, sweetheart. Nobody can see us. Now stay quiet and we'll be just fine."

As she saw his dick enter her pussy, she noticed that there was no feeling down there. For a moment, she thought Grountin did more damage to her than she originally estimated. However, what this man just said resonated in her mind long enough for her to realize that his power was sight-based.

She finally felt his cock start to penetrate her, hating her cunt for being so wet just because it looked like Grountin's. After the man was balls-deep inside her, the illusion went away for the first time she ever saw. The skin and hair color was the same, but pretty much everything else was different from Grountin: heavyset, as opposed to lanky; short as opposed to a little taller than her; and she could feel the pain to know this man was not nearly as long.

She tried to shove him off of herself to no avail, being severely outweighed and horny no more, as he mentioned, "Hold still, sweetheart. You need to take it all so that, uh, my powers work. Take it all, bitch!"

Upwina genuinely considered killing this man, but she was still afraid that she could not retrieve Grountin by herself; especially since she was not sure if her internal organ malfunctioning would prevent her from completing her mission; so she forfeit her struggle against this strange individual.

"Ahhh!" moaned the man, finishing inside Upwina within just a minute. "You're going to have to take it like that every couple of, uh, minutes. No, hours. Yeah, that's it."

Upwina, silently sobbing first, defiantly asked, "What if I don't?"

"Then I cannot help you, sweetheart. Haw haw haw!" he giggled. "Don't worry, though," he reassured her, reappearing like Grountin before removing his penis from her vagina and finishing his statement, "I can keep looking like this guy if that's what you need to get pregnant."

"What?!" outbursted Upwina, before she calmed herself and asked angrily, "Why do you need to impregnate me?!"

"Well," he mentioned slyly, "my powers work best when a woman is, you know, with my child. It makes sense, right?"

"No!" Upwina clamored quietly. "It doesn't!"

There was a ruckus in the stairwell again, Upwina guessing more agents herself.

"Can you block us from being detected?" she asked, still mad, but tolerant of her new teammate.

"Yes, but," her teammate wavered, "You are going to, uh, have to perform fellatio to make it happen. Just keep it in there and quiet."

Upwina nearly shouted, "That makes no sense! You just said that sex would give you your power!"

The man shrugged, then replied, "Well, if you put it in your mouth, uh, it can make it so that they cannot hear you either." He pried her mouth open, softly saying, "Just try it, sweetheart."

Upwina held her mouth open as she contemplated ending this gyrating man again. The agents finally arrived, horrifying Upwina as they glanced right at her in the doorway; cock in face and, otherwise, completely nude.

"Huh," said one of the agents in confusion, "maybe we got the wrong room."

"Wrong floor, more like it," spoke a different one non-chalantly peering throughout the halls. "There's nothing going on here."

As they rushed away to check other parts of the building, the Grountin look-alike ejaculated, coupled with an "Ahhh!" followed by an "Ughh!"

The agents halted for a moment, the one in front asking, "Did either of you say something?"

One in the back turned toward the other, stating matter-of-factly, "Pretty sure you did."

"I was just grunting," he explained. "My back has been acting up. Didn't think I was that loud though."

The front one sighed, commenting, "We get paid days off, you know."

They continued down the hall until the door to the stairwell closed behind them as Upwina glared at the man keeping his penis inside her mouth.

"You liar!" she chastised quietly, shoving him away from her and spitting his sperm into her hand; what she thought tasted like sperm, anyway.

"It's just sour candy juice," excused the man. "I thought you would like it. It, uh, gives you a power, um, enhancement. And you can trust me." He looked away before continuing to claim, "They only looked back here when I released it because that one guy groaned. You heard him, sweetheart."

Upwina, well-aware of the deceit at this point, took the green fluid in her hands that she was certain was jizz, put next to her lips, then asked in annoyance, "If I eat this, will you help me get Grountin?"

"Of course, sweetheart!" he responded delightedly. "You keep taking it, I'll help you do anything." Then he stammered nervously, facing away, "Be-because that's how my ability works."

Upwina tilted the fluid in her hand into her mouth and swallowed it.

"Very good, sweetheart!" the man said happily, but somewhat facetiously. "By the way, stay naked like that. My power, you know, does better when I can always see you like that."

"Oh, my god..." Upwina detestfully acquiesced, dropping the clothing she was about to put on her body.

They picked up the bags and left the building hurriedly.