BCJ, Chapter 92: Control

“So what you’re saying is that we need to lock Chameleon up for a few days a month and take care of her like she’s a mental patient…” I let out a long sigh as Ana took the unconscious woman into the shower. Even with the warm water running all over her face and hairless body, Chameleon didn’t wake up or flinch.

“Well, there is another option.” Gemini smiled at me and suggested, “If you can take over my body… Then shouldn’t it be easy to control hers?”

“Umm, sure, there’s just one problem with that plan.” I snickered and complained, “I have no fucking idea how to do that. With you, it was more like a resonance between our two powers. Thus far, I’ve never been able to control any animals when I see through their eyes. It’s just remote viewing for the most part. I can sometimes hear and feel too, which is awkward, because animals are generally really fucking gross.”

“Maybe that’s the problem?” She giggled and started rummaging through the refrigerator for something to eat, “What if the reason why you could control me and not those random animals, is because of incompatibility? You and Ana are almost identical, and our powers are very similar… I’ve been developing mine for almost eighteen years, practically since the moment I was created. But how long have you been using yours? I think your ability is primarily related to control, rather than just remote viewing.”

“Well, like you said, it’ll probably take time. For now, there’s not much I can do about that.” As I picked out a small pot and started filling it with cold water, I asked: “What kinda pasta do you like?”

“Oh, whatever you make, I’ll eat. I’m not picky. Chameleon used to gather everyone and make a huge fancy dinner every night… But it’s been a long time since then. By the way, I told Demoness and Angel to head over to her house to take care of the birds. Do you want to invite them over to eat?” Gemini immediately stopped looking for food and started making a giant pot of coffee.

I groaned and couldn’t help but ask, “Did you also pimp me out to those brats too?”

The giantess shrugged, “I wanted to, but Chameleon refused. They’re her children after all. Well, I also didn’t want to wear you out too much. They still think they’re going to get bigger, but everyone knows that Eves only take three to seven years to fully mature. Physically at least. They’re already sixteen so… That’s just the way they were designed. Ironically, if they were smaller and lighter, they might be able to fly like Cicada.”

“Probably for the best.” I grumbled, “Seriously Gemini… I can only have sex so many times a day. And the more girls you add to the pimp-list, the less often the two of us can be together.”

She giggled and suggested, “Then what if I just jerk you off into a cup and we can trade your semen for supplies directly?”

“Okay, then let’s think about the other problem with that.” I put some garlic salt and olive oil in the water, then put the lid on and placed the pot over the stove. As I turned the heat up to about seven or eight, I asked: “What happens if girls actually do start getting pregnant? If the babies are normal-ish, it’d still be a pain in the ass to deal with. But these are gonna be superbabies, with powers they won’t be able to control and some of them might even be ‘me’ for fuck’s sake! Things are chaotic enough already.”

Gemini smirked and giggled, “What do you mean ‘if’? Didn’t Infinity tell you? We can choose when we ovulate, we can also choose whether to become pregnant or even to have a miscarriage in the earlier stages of pregnancy.” She poked her left index finger against her left temple and said, “It’s all about what you ‘want’ to happen. And I want to have a baby. Cicada… Her situation is a little different, so I don’t know if it’s even possible for you two, but even if I’m not pregnant yet, it’ll happen in the next few days.”

“Holy shit. No wonder you wanted to have sex so many times!” I had completely forgotten how fucking superhuman these damn ‘Eves’ were… I mean, in the long list of superheroes, very few of them ever have powers like enhanced reproduction or whatever. In fact, in a lot of stories, superhumans tend to have a harder time making babies for various reasons.

“Now I feel a little…” She was wearing nothing but a large beach towel around her waist, as she easily sat down directly onto the kitchen counter after leaning back a bit. After hesitating for a few seconds, she said: “I don’t really know how to feel right now… I never really thought I’d ever have the chance to become a mother. They wouldn’t let us just buy some sperm and get artificially inseminated, otherwise EMP would’ve had a few kids by now. Even Chameleon might have been tempted. Now that it’s really happening, I’m conflicted. Am I really ready to raise a child? And what will happen if the baby really does become one of us?”

“Ugh, well there’s nothing either of us can do about it, right?” I sighed and came over, patting her on the thighs. I was totally naked by the way. Then I rubbed her belly with both hands and asked, “By the way… How long does it take? Will we have any warning, or will you just pop out a baby one day when we’re sleeping?”

“It’s probably different for everyone.” Gemini shook her heads and massaged my shoulders with her huge hands, “I’m sure they’ve done a lot of tests on the ‘normal’ Eves like Ana, but it definitely won’t be instant. Maybe a month, maybe seven, almost certainly less than nine.”

“I just, don’t want you to get your hopes up though.” I let out a sigh and whispered, “Don’t forget that Ana took seven years to wake up. What if our kid is a vegetable until maturity? Can we actually take care of someone in that kinda condition on this island?”

She frowned and then rubbed my face with her hands, “Don’t worry Michael. Everything will be fine. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my whole life. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out… Now let’s have sex again before the food is done!”

After that, she pulled me up onto the counter with all four hands and I opened the purple towel up, which was already on the verge of falling off anyway. With my knees on the counter, I said: “There’s no way there’s gonna be enough room here…”

Seriously, maybe if we were both normal humans it’d be fine, but her giant body wouldn’t work even if she just bent over on the counter. In that situation, I could only shove my face into her ass at most.

“Let Ana finish making food, and the two of us can go fuck in the basement on the mat? Or maybe one of the benches?” I struggled with all my strength to grab her by the ass and pull her a few inches off the table. Then she easily stood on the ground, reached down and picked me up with all four arms while giggling.

“You’re so cute and tiny, I love it!” Although it didn’t feel great to hear that after working out really hard for months you’re still ‘tiny’, there wasn’t really anything I could do to get bigger. In fact, I wouldn’t really wanna be eight feet tall even if I had the option. Anyway, she easily carried me like a little kid, while my arms wrapped around her necks and my legs wrapped around her waist. My dick was rubbing up against her belly button, causing her to giggle and complain: “Stop tickling me or I might accidentally drop you!”

As we reached the bottom of the stairs, I turned towards the cold metal door and asked: “Hey Gemini… Have you ever talked to Enigma before?”

“I tried, but she was too annoying. Girls like that with serious mental problems don’t last long.” She casually shrugged it off, as if the kid’s life and death meant nothing to her… It was a harsh reminder of something I kinda ignored in all the sex and orgasms: We weren’t on Earth anymore. This place was a hellish world where survival was difficult and there was no escape. Even if we could leave the island, all that awaited us was the maw of a giant monster or maybe an unknown land filled with even more terrible dangers than our little island.

“She told me that she was trapped behind this door. And that there were tunnels running across the whole island, with some kinda terrible monster trapped in the middle. I think. Honestly, her way of talking is hard to comprehend, but that was what I understood of it.”

Gemini brought me into the middle of the gym and slammed me down really hard onto the mat, before I could catch my breath she pressed her pussy against my face to the point where it practically swallowed my head. Then she said, “Michael… I’m way too horny right now to think about stuff like that, okay? Hehehe, now be a good boy and make ‘Mama’ happy~!”

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