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🕑 Added 2025-09-09 03:39:35 +0000 UTCHi everyone,
Here's the putative first chapter of Yvy's second book :D
Hated
“Earth traitor!” a voice bellowed during the brief reprieve of constant gunfire.
Renner’s heart pumped fiercely, his breathing labored. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears as he took cover behind some broken concrete. Washington DC was a broken mess, like something out of an apocalyptic zombie movie. Smashed and deformed cars, roads torn up and unusable, windows shattered... street art of a short blonde with cartoonishly large breasts, each about ten times the size of her head, falling over forward with the caption “Help! I can’t move!”
Which, unfortunately for earth, could not be further from the truth.
The alien princess Yvy from Ataxata had upended all of Earth’s governments, systems, and power structures within a few months. And only because she was too distracted by occasionally playing video games than to complete the conquest that her home planet had sent her out to perform. Her unfathomable superpowers outclassed anything Earth could conjure. Her body, completely impervious to harm, able to ignore gravity and soar through the air like a missile, with enough strength in her pinkie finger to flick mortars back toward their targets with terrifyingly precise accuracy, and far more force. She was a walking, talking, breathing Goddess. Completely unstoppable, absolutely remorseless, an angel of death packed in a blonde bombshell package.
“We’ll kill you!” the ragtag rebels yelled out. “Shit! Who has more ammo! Hurry!”
Renner closed his eyes, feeling conflicted over how his abductress had brutally slaughtered all of the world’s armies singlehandedly. But it meant that he might survive this encounter. His would-be murderers were clearly an improvised, ragtag group of angry Earthlings, not trained, and barely armed. Still, if the five of them got their hands on him, he could still be beaten to death. He wasn’t a 5'1 alien goddess, after all.
“Princess Yvy, please, help me!” Renner whispered, knowing that she could hear him from wherever she was on Earth if she wanted, and she was two mere blocks away. Problem was, she was completely engrossed in a video game when he had left to get food.
“Fuck! Come on, let’s go! Before the blonde bitch gets us!” one of them yelled.
“What if he has a gun?”
“He doesn’t! He would have shot already! FOR EARTH!”
“FOR EARTH!!!”
The five assailants leapt out from behind their cover wielding spent handguns to be used as blunt force objects. Renner quickly leapt out from behind his concrete block. Four males, one female, of wide-ranging ages, dressed in casual clothing. Everyone was either subjugated or rebel militia now.
Renner’s lip trembled. If he let himself get killed, this would all be over. Even if it wasn’t his fault. How could he stop her, when all the world’s forces couldn’t? She simply declared him her royal consort, basically used him whenever she pleased, and otherwise spent her time being an immature brat. What the hell kind of alien race was this?
He gulped. There was just something about her. It was extremely painful the first time she took him. But amidst the pain, there was some sort of forbidden pleasure that had invaded his mind, as thoroughly as Yvy had invaded Earth. The unrelenting pressure of her curves against his soft body, the impossible squeeze and moist heat of her inner folds... the first time, he thought it was because it was his first time. But at this point, he was convinced that Yvy had done something else to him entirely.
His assailants were advancing on him. He began to backpedal, reaching for and fumbling with an unloaded handgun.
He wanted to fuck her again. He wanted her to fuck him again. He was just a weak human, after all. One who craved sex, and even more than that... craved to live. He had to protect his princess after all, right? She was so clearly out of her depth. They even had fun together, when she wasn’t being so callous and cruel. He could guide her. He could help her grow.
...He was just human.
“PRINCESS YVY!” Renner screamed at the top of his lungs. He turned and ran for it at full speed. “PLEASE HELP! THEY’RE GOING TO KILL ME!”
Suddenly, the advancing footsteps stopped. A familiar whoosh, followed by a gust of wind, sent the debris on the road flying, buffeting the six humans there. Floating in midair were two people: Princess Yvy, dressed in a sleeveless tee with a graphic from her latest obsession, Federation of Fighters, and a pair of shorts accentuating er long legs, and the young man she was hoisting above her head by his throat.
Her heterochromic pink and purple eyes glowed, a sinister sneer on her lips.
“Oh thank god,” Renner whispered. “You came...”
“How dare you...” Yvy looked at the terrified gang.
Renner closed his eyes. More people were going to die because of him. And it would be the last thing they would hear from Yvy’s lips before she ripped them apart.
“...interrupt my GAME, RENNER!” she bellowed.
Oh, Renner thought. He didn’t think that he would be the one she was actually addressing.
Without even looking at the man she held in her grip, she twisted her wrist and snapped his neck before flinging him over her shoulder, far into the distance.
“I was winning!” she growled before disappearing after one of the ones running away. In a flesh colored blur, she has returned, hovering before Renner, holding this one upside down by the ankle.
“I’m sorry, Princess...” Renner apologized. He really didn’t want to watch her kill anymore.
She dropped her victim, letting him scream as he fell headfirst toward the asphalt. But his fall and his shout quickly ended as Yvy kicked her dainty toes into his stomach, killing him instantly and sending him into the distance as well.
“Why did you come out without waiting for me!” Yvy continued to lecture him, craning her neck toward another one of the men that had dared tried to attack her royal consort.
“I was... hungry,” Renner closed his eyes, dry heaving from the sight of her brutality.
Twin lasers erupted from her eyes, incinerating the third assailant midstride, leaving nothing but a pile of ash.
“I told you I would go with you! I want to drink the biggest of gulps!”
She tilted her head slightly and pursed her pink lips. A little puff, and a ferocious gust of her sweet breath swept the fourth man off his feet, sending him face first into a brick wall. His body broke upon impact from the high speed flight.
“I waited...” Renner started, “for over 24 hours. You just kept playing...”
“Oh.” Yvy brought her index finger to her chin, pondering what he said. “It’s so strange that I don’t get hungry anymore. But Renner. I still like to eat!”
“Yes Princess,” Renner dared to open his eyes. Perhaps Yvy’s anger had subsided enough for her not culling to end.
“Come, Renner. Let us go eat. We were going to lose that game anyway. I was winning, but my team was useless! They were going to destroy our core even though my kill to death ratio was perfect! Just like in real life!”
Before Renner could speak, Yvy disappeared to chase the final assailant who had been given the chance to run the farthest. She had turned the corner two blocks in front. Renner saw Yvy reappear at that intersection, floating in the air imperiously as she always did. He was too far away to see the details, but the frozen cone of air rushing forth from Yvy’s lips was all too familiar sight at this point. He could hear the buildings crackling as they cracked from Yvy’s cold puff.
Then, she was back by his side.
They traversed down the street as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, though Renner’s legs were wobbly and hers... hovered and remained motionless while her body glided forward through the air. At the intersection, Renner couldn’t help but look. The woman was frozen solid, as if someone had hit pause on her in midstep.
Comments
HarmonyMotion
Slightly?!
Falcon 4.0
The slightly more evil ones are the best! 🥰
