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IM/DC Chapter 238
🕑 Added 2024-12-06 13:51:20 +0000 UTCThe Furies were the last strong force of Darkseid’s army and now they were mine. It meant that when they went back to Apokolips only a paltry resistance would be made to my new rule. I would replace one master for another and I’d fit into that role like a glove. I deemed it necessary for now, the factions fighting each other were throwing lives away for no reason.
I’d rather them not make a cute alien girl race extinct. They had been fighting for years now, in the next year, I would rein in their destruction of my future property. Defeating Thanos's army left most of the sectors he owned barren and empty, it meant that other forces could come in and collect without much fighting. Darkseid still had many, many planets with people on them and his own faction turned on them and began taking regardless of the outcome.
The factions killed more people than other factions fighting. The Nova Corps going against Thanos was a small percentage compared to the number of deaths happening as one faction tried to come out on top. I still had to kill Kalibak and Steppenwolf but that could wait. Right now I needed to make sure the remaining Furies were on my side. It might also behoove Big Barda to come back and make up for some of the deaths she caused as part of the army.
I looked at the four of them. Gilotina was the most outright beautiful out of the four of them. Her blonde hair and perfect model body oozed sex appeal. Mad Harriet was shorter and very thin with a gymnast body but she was the most feral out of the group. She enjoyed fighting, giving, and taking pain. She also had psychosis as the training she went through from Darkseid turned the demure mousey girl into a freak who loved fighting.
Speed Queen had purple hair and a runner's body. She was the most enthusiastic about what had just happened. Mad Harriet loved fighting but she still feared the people stronger than her. There was no fear in Speed Queen though, she loved the strong and joined Darkseid’s army outright and didn’t have to go through the brainwashing the other members did to be loyal to him. As long as Darkseid was the strongest she would remain loyal to him, Darkseid never thought he’d be defeated so there was no need to have her tortured.
Stompa was perhaps the most different from the comics. She was overweight in the comics, her shape in this universe was much different. Black hair tied up in a ponytail but had snapped free during the fighting draping down most of her back. She was still big and strong but she had closer to a body-builders physique. Rugged but also feminine. The biggest difference between her and a normal bodybuilder was her massive tits. The breasts which looked normal on her fatter frame now looked gigantic on her thinner frame.
All of them looked like they could fit in perfectly at the Olympics, each in a different event. I had no doubt with their strengths they’d each take gold in their different fields of expertise. Three of them had a fear of what I would do to them now that they were captured. Darkseid’s brainwashing was brutal and thorough. Physical, mental, emotional, and even sexual abuse was used to break them down and make them loyal to him.
All had hatred for Darkseid, but they also loved him. The duality of feelings for him from the brainwashing made what they did seem fine in their minds. Even now with him dead almost as many were killed rather than the number that had left. That’s how much they feared Darkseid, that they’d stick around on his sinking ship even after his death. They’d rather die than leave just in case it was all a trick. The brutal torture they suffered from the brainwashing gave them a mental block on ever doing anything Darkseid didn’t want them to do.
That’s why it took five minutes of talking to have them change sides. That sounds fast but when I didn’t have to say anything for most girls to grow wet at just my appearance that makes sense. Superman, Darkseid, and I were all at about the same level of physical power. It was hard to tell who was the strongest but I definitely had the most variety in my powers compared to the other two.
They were both heavily focused on physical powers or ones related to fighting while I was more well rounded. I did have a specialty though, and that was getting women to sleep with me. Otherworldly beauty did most of the work but there was also the divinity in me which made me even more appealing. The divinity inside a person would change depending on the type of person it was in. Unconsciously I made myself even more appealing and in a few years, I had no doubt I’d become a love god the same way Loki was god of tricks and Thor was god of thunder.
It wasn’t brainwashing and it didn’t work on those who didn’t want to have sex with me but it made my intentions very clear. I wanted to have sex with them and that was enough for most women. I brought the old sturdy circular bed out of my storage. The four of them crawled onto the bed and I had them hold each other's hand forming a circle.
The four were positioned more like a plus sign than a circle each lying in a different direction as I finally began. This was the last fun I could have off-world. Too many things were going to be happening in the next few months with even more keeping me around for the foreseeable future. I enjoyed each woman to the fullest as I started to speed up.
Pushing their legs up, the four of me turned the plus sign into a diamond as their feet almost touched. Speeding up even further I mating pressed the four of them with no plans on impregnating them at the moment. Right now I needed them as leaders of my future troops which would be impossible for them if they had my children in their bellies.
All of them wanted children except for Gilotina, she was still waiting for the shoe to drop. Her time with Darkseid was far worse because she had more willpower for Darkseid to break. Deep down she still thought Darkseid would return and she was right. He would return eventually, but by then I’d overwhelm him even more than I did at the moment. She didn’t have to fear Darkseid.
She was going through the motions and just wanted to feel anything but hatred in herself for what she had done under Darkseid’s rule. The four left all had a crippling mental problem. Depression, sadism, thrill-seeking/strength worship, and fear of being abandoned or left behind. The things Darkseid did to them only made those feelings worse.
It was hard to keep fucking them with how messed up they all were mentally from the situation they were put in… I said it was hard, not impossible though. I’d fix them up after we were done here and before I went back to Earth. I’d have to head to Apokolips to kill Kalibak. All of them orgasmed around the same time and I thought I’d kick it up another notch before finishing myself.
Me and my three other clones each grew another dick to fuck both of their bottom holes as I sped up even more. Pounding them so hard the ground started to indent from the bedframe, the sound of our bodies slapping together so loud it sounded like gunshots on a battlefield. The sheer force causing localized Earthquakes, the good thing about these Furies is they sure could take a pounding.
