Bitch

Walking around in nothing other than shoes, Upwina asked, exhausted, "Should we get a vehicle or something?"

The man carrying supplies alongside her, still cosplaying as Grountin somehow, responded, "Righteous idea, sweetheart!" Then he felt her up, saying, "Just let me recharge my powers a bit," putting his penis inside her again.

"You do it like this is the first time ever," she commented boredly.

The man grimaced, but then stated, "I have made it with plenty, uh, ladies! I just happen to love- I mean, need my powers recharged this much is all, you know?" He then went back to grinning, asking jubilantly, "So how does it feel?"

"Painful," Upeina complained.

The man laughed before inquiring, "So I am, uh, that big, huh? About how big would you say I am?"

She shrugged, casually guessing, "I don't know. About as big as Grountin, I suppose."

"And how big is that?"

"Shouldn't you know?"

The man stopped for a moment, squirming insecurely, then exiting Upwina.

"Are they ready?" Upwina queried as she exhaled.

The man grumbled, "They are fine for now, bitch."

"What's with the attitude?" pondered aloud Upwina.

"You are the only one with an attitude, bitch!" the man snapped. "Get us in a car! I know you have the power!" he commanded as he touched her.

Suddenly, Upwina could not help but feel a powerful urge to burn through a window of an automobile, unlock its front door, and try to determine a way to learn hotwiring. Having achieved the first two tasks, she ran around the block touching every stranger in sight, putting love inside them, then asking if they knew how to hotwire. They would always respond to her with different names and as if they knew her and were glad to see her. Until the last person, they each responded no.

Upwina brought the last person to the car she forcefully entered so that he could demonstrate his technique.

"And that's all there is to it, Samantha!" he exclaimed cheerfully. "Now about the dance on- What the- Holy cow!"

"What?" Upwina asked, at first mistaken as a different lady with clothes; now being ogled like a completely naked lady, which took her a moment to notice. "Oh, my god!" she shouted, covering her nipples with one arm and her crotch with the opposite hand.

"I don't know what's going on or what happened to Samantha but- Eh, you ain't that hot," the hotwirer first said excitedly, but then said disrespectfully after Upwina touch him with her foot and took a bunch of his heat.

As her impromptu criminal teacher left disappointed, she turned toward the man who made the request to leave her clothes off, thundering, "What was that?!"

"Nothing," smirked the man. "It's, uh, just a side effect of my powers. Specifically when a woman mocks my size."

"I never mocked your size!" Upwina argued. "I just said that you're as big as Grountin."

"That guy has got to be tiny!" yelled the man. "He acts like it! Cannot get food for himself. Pandering to cops. I am not like that wimp!"

"Okay! Jeez!" she relented abruptly.

The man, still seething, spoke without opening his lips, "Tell me that he is tiny."

Upwina, already sick of his ego, screamed "You're tiny! You're short and you have a small one! The only thing you have big is your stomach, ya little dwarf!"

As random people began to stare at them with amused grins, the man simply let out a "Hmph!" A moment later, the same stares were no longer accompanied with grins, but by dropped jaws, eyes covered by force, and scowls.

A man whistled cat-call style. A woman screeched, "Put some clothes on, slut!" A man passing by on roller blades cheered, looking up and down Upwina, "Better yet, don't! Whoo!"

"Stop it!" demanded Upwina, trying to open the car door that the man she let inside held closed himself.

Everybody in the neighborhood kept reacting to Upwina's public nudity for at least five minutes; heads shaken; pictures taken; complaints and insults made; offers given; even some penises ejaculated within the walls of their own home next to the window; until finally the police showed.

"Are you happy now, jerk?!" Upwina shrieked at the man as the officer approached them; everybody else in the neighborhood confused as to where the bare lady went and why that person they love was there instead.

"Hi, grandma!" the cop cheerfully chimed. "Guess it was some joke at the precinct. Glad to see you feeling better!"

Upwina carefully tried to emulate an old woman's voice and mannerisms, "Yes, um, dearie. I'm so much better, by George!"

"Well, not that much better," corrected the police officer. "You seem to have caught a cold. Say, when did you get a car like this?" He pointed to the vehicle they recently had hotwired, instructing them, "You should get whatever happened to this window fixed, pronto." Then he waved to the man, "Hi, Jericho! Make sure that she isn't the one driving, alright? Heh heh!"

"Will do," replied the man, thoroughly amused.

The cop walked away, theorizing quietly to himself, "Guess there must have been a cold going around the old folks home." He spun around fast, hollering, "Hope you two feel better! I'll visit soon!"

As the police car veered around a different street, Upwina glared at the man who smiled back at her, with him stating, "It is best that you listen to the demands of my powers, bitch."

Upwina sighed, then requested, "Let me just get my clothe-"

"Uh, did you hear me, bitch?" irately remarked the man. "Besides, my, uh, powers need you nude. Plus," he flexed as he said, "we can always have anything you put on removed, sweetheart."

"Oh, now it's sweetheart again?" Upwina sarcastically commented.

The man sighed, then muttered viciously, "No, it is 'get this ugly ass body of yours in this car this instant and move it to wherever the hell I am going to impregnate you right this second, bitch'."

Upwina tearfully grimaced, then stepped inside the door that her supposed teammate finally allowed open, reaching for the wires to activate the vehicle. As the automobile started, he put his fingers on the outskirts of her bush.

"Who's bigger? Blue boy or I?" the man in the passenger seat inquired while drifting his fingers through the unshaven hair beneath Upwina's navel.

Upwina, eyes watering, answered as calmly as she could, "You, {sniffle}. You're so much bigger."

"That sounds better," the man next to her beamed while jabbing the top of her pussy with his digits.

They began traveling, but before even three minutes seemed to have passed, the man commanded, "Park here." He got out of the vehicle, opened her door, bent her over the hood, and mumbled under breath, "Should be wet enough now."

"Wet enough for what?" Upwina queried as he entered her.

The man grunted, "Wet enough for, mmm, umm, my powers to, you know, whatever. Ahhh!"

Upwina was disgusted, crying to herself softly as she took more sperm into her body. It was far from the first time she had ever been raped, but: it was semi-voluntarily out of duress, it did not feel pleasant at all, and it was by a man she found absolutely repulsive. Any one of those, she could endure; even two combined she could tolerate; but this was somewhat soul-crushing. If she did not have feelings for Grountin and was not injured, she would send this man to hell with a disturbing amount of glee.

"Let's just sit here for the night," said the stranger with his semen inside Upwina's womb. "Here. Suck on it," he recommended, holding his dick upward by hand, "It will, uh, make you stronger. Your abilities stronger. Yep, it is, uh, true."

Upwina sobbed quietly, literally missing his cock with her mouth at first because, although it looked like Grountin's, it was not the same length; she virtually phased through it.

"Uh, it is, um, you know, slippery," gaslit her teammate, holding it up for show again. "Just grab it from the bottom. And this time, choke on it. I want to hear you struggle."

Upwina, continuing to rain tears, made some false gagging noises for a couple minutes before lamenting the "Ahhh!" She swallowed the alleged sour candy juice resentfully.

"Yes, this will do," the man mentioned contentedly. "We can do this all night." He mused to himself out loud, "Huh. I must really love you, to go this often." Then he pointed to his crotch and suggested, "Well, go ahead and get yourself another, you know, drink from the candy dispenser."

As she bent down, secretly filled with rage, she asked deceptively peacefully, "What do I call you? You never told me. And what are your powers?"

"I am the illusionis- I mean, my powers make things look a certain way sometimes, but, uh, can manifest into reality when it, uh, comes to sex in particular," the man claimed. "Just call me Aquarius."

"I can't wait to find Grountin," Upwina thought to herself while salivating upon Aquarius' dick.