by David Burke
No sooner had he got himself free and started to gently creep to the edge of the bed than the brunette rolled over grabbing the pillow his head had been on just a moment ago and hugging it tight to herself as she murmured, “Please five more minutes, Master. I promise I’ll be a good girl.”
That was just bizarre, so Jay kept slipping off the edge of the bed, looking around the unfamiliar surroundings for his clothes. He didn’t see anything that looked like his. In fact the place was just bizarre.
It looked like a large hotel room, except this was like a loft bed and down the stairs there were two other beds. One on each side of the room. A good-sized dining table, but no kitchen that he could see and no TV or anything like that. In fact the only technology that he saw was a strange terminal next to the table.
As if she only now heard the brunette’s voice the blonde suddenly sat up. Her bare breasts were exposed for him to see and dang if he couldn’t help but stare. They were just spectacular. In fact everything about her was gorgeous. Although he couldn’t help but imagine that there were supposed to be scars all over her face. No not scars, burns.
Why he would think that was completely beyond him but he finally managed to look away from her. He didn’t trust himself to try and look her in the eyes. He knew himself too well, he would have ended up ogling her all over again.
“Jay, I was so worried. Do you feel okay?” the blond asked. He didn’t know what she meant or why she sounded so worried, but he figured it was a good thing that she wasn’t speaking with his voice. Except then he heard her speak again, but in his mind. It was her voice, he recognized it, but her lips definitely had not moved.
“Dear god, please let him be okay. I don’t know if I can go on without him.”
Jay quickly stepped away from the bed. Or at least that is what he had intended to do. Instead he jumped so hard that he ended up falling off of the loft and down onto the table, breaking it into so much kindling. He scrambled to his feet as quickly as possible and tried to get his breathing under control.
He couldn’t stop freaking out. His body felt totally out of control and then there was the fact that he had just fallen almost ten feet onto what looked like a heavy oak table. Then it wasn’t him that broke but the table. Even as he stood up he realized something was off about him. The world all around him felt so fragile. Oh and looking down his schlong was massive. He had never been ashamed in that department but now he had to be three or four inches longer.
This was the most bizarre dream ever. That was the only explanation. But the weird wasn’t over. Out of the two beds, a number of other girls in various states of nakedness or barely dressed poured forth. And freak, if they weren’t all so gorgeous as to put supermodels to shame.
On his right side, a petite Japanese beauty with midnight-black hair that went halfway down her back was the first up. But equally gorgeous was a green-eyed brunette and another basketball-player-tall goddess who was staring at him with concern obvious on her face. Behind them both, a topless, blue-haired girl sat up while rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
Things only got weirder when he looked over at the other side of the room and first a tiny Vietnamese girl rolled out of the bed, completely naked and without any shame showing. She stared at him with an obvious admiration for the assets he had on display and then a warm smile for him. “I’m so glad you are awake finally. You really scared us.”
He started to hear a stream of thoughts entering his head but each in a different voice.
“Oh, lover, you’ve returned to me.”
“Is he okay? He doesn’t look okay. Well, he looks fucking great or really just plain fuckable but he looks confused. Maybe like he is lost.”
“Cute ass, but what’s wrong.”
“He’s sweating. I can smell fear on him. Something isn’t right.”
All the thoughts were just crammed into his head at once, but if things hadn’t been crazy enough the next thing he saw just took the cake. Behind the tiny Vietnamese girl another feminine hand with beautiful caramel skin reached out and touched the girl’s naked stomach.
“What’s wrong?” asked a voice that sounded strangely familiar. “I promised to do whatever you want if you help me. Don’t make me beg.” Then a second later a startled, “Jay, you’re awake.”
As she stood up he didn’t even know what to say. It was Trina. Part of him was glad to have finally seen a face that he recognized. And if anyone could be in a house with this many gorgeous people it was Trina. She always had a following and it seemed that both guys and girls were attracted to her charismatic personality, self-confidence, and outright beauty.
Jay knew that before COVID shut school down last year, he had the Trina bug, bad. He’d been so smitten. For all the good that it had done him. As far as he could tell, she had never even known that he existed, except as background noise around her.
“Trina, I’m sorry. I don’t know how I got here. I’m sorry for whatever happened. I didn’t mean to interrupt uh… whatever this is. Just give me a minute to find my clothes. I can’t seem to find it,” Jay said. He fumbled over his words as he looked around the room, trying not to ogle any of the girls.
“Oh god, something is wrong. Jay, please be okay. We need you.”
It was Trina’s voice but this time it was in his head, like the other voices. He felt ill. He didn’t know what the hell was going on and it was beyond him how any of this could be real, but acting like it was a dream wasn’t getting him anywhere. He just needed some clothes. But the more he focused on finding clothes the more he heard the voices in his head.
His dad was right. He really was a loser. He was going crazy. He would never amount to anything. He was just a killer. It was all his fault. He knew it. His guilt over being unthinkably selfish was coming back to haunt him. What kind of selfish person demands things that got his mom and sister killed. Maybe he deserved to crack up.
Tears ran down his face. Why were they all looking at him so sadly? They weren’t angry. Shouldn’t they be angry? Shouldn’t they be yelling at him? He was standing naked in their bedroom after all. He had broken their table. Hell he had climbed into a bed with two of them for fuck’s sake.
Instead, all he saw on their faces were sorrow and fear. More than that he felt warmth and acceptance from them. He felt a world of emotion in every second and somehow it was coming from this. This was like one of those weird drug trips where you could see music and taste colors. Except he had never done anything as bold as taking drugs. No, his life had been about playing it safe, about hiding his shame and guilt from the world. Because who could love a boy that got his own mother and sister killed over a damn toy.
Trina straightened the flimsy nightgown she was wearing. If anything she was the only one of the girls who seemed nervous. The rest were standing unabashedly naked or nearly naked in front of him. In fact they were all moving closer to him. He kept hearing concerned questions about if he was okay, yet the words were unspoken and only heard in his head.
Finally Trina asked, “What’s wrong, Jay? Why have you closed yourself off to us?”
She began walking towards him and he stepped back. He found a blanket draped over the back of the couch and pulled it up to cover himself up. From the stairs leading down from the loft he heard the blonde call out, “I swear, Jay, if you weren’t scaring me to death, I couldn’t help but giggle at the idea that you are still modest in front of us. It really is so cute.”
“I think something is deeply wrong with Master. I can’t sense him through the fusion,” said the brunette he had woken up in bed next to.
The Japanese girl asked, “Lover, do you know who we are?”
“Uh... I know Trina, but I’ve never seen the rest of you in my life. I’m so sorry, I don’t know how I got here. If someone can just show me where my clothes are, I will get out of your hair,” Jay said.
She walked over towards him. They all got closer, but the tiny Japanese girl was the one to walk right up to him. She grabbed a s
ilky kimono and slipped it on as she crossed the few feet that separated them. “I don’t mind you seeing me at all, lover, but it is obvious that it is making you uncomfortable.”
“I mean you are all gorgeous, just please don’t call the cops. I don’t know how I got here. I’m so sorry.”
“Well it is definitely still Jay in there. No one else can apologize quite as much as he can for things that aren’t his fault at all,” the blond said.
The brunette he had first woken up next to said, “Master, we aren’t upset that you were in our bed. If anything we want you there more often. But all of that is covered up by our joy at your recovery. We have been very worried for you. You have been out the second part of yesterday and all night. It is only morning now. How do you feel?”
“It’s sorta creeping me out how you are calling me Master, and I’ve never been here before, “Jay replied.
“Don’t worry, you get used to it. We all did and Ava is so adorable, you can forgive her little kinks,” the blue-haired girl said.
“It is understandable that he wouldn’t recognize this place. He was unconscious when we moved to the sixth floor after all,” the still completely naked Vietnamese girl said. “But Ava is right. How do you feel? Are you having any pain, Jay?”
“Uh, a headache but it is fading pretty quickly. My tongue feels super dry and my mouth tastes nasty. Would love a drink but I will get one after I get out of here. What did you mean I was unconscious? Did you kidnap me or something? I mean not that this wouldn’t be a dream but I have to assume you all are messing with me. Is this like some new reality TV show? Trina?”
“Why does he keep looking at her?” the blonde asked while looking at Trina.
“It would appear that the trauma of whatever it was that he did caused him some degree of amnesia. The fact that he recognizes Trina would suggest that he has no memory of the experiment or anything since some point back when he was on Earth,” the Vietnamese girl said.
“Now, I’m completely lost,” Jay said. He watched confused as the girls’ eyes got a glassed-over look. They seemed to be concentrating very hard on something. He kept hearing little bits of their conversation but it was still just inside his head.
“I bet I can bring his memory back.”
“No, slut, that doesn’t solve everything.”
“I was only kidding, but then again it couldn’t hurt.”
“We need to take this more seriously. I can’t feel him in the fusion anymore. I’ve been connected to him the longest. Now I feel so empty without it.”
“Sora, Kenzie, Zuri, Huong and each of us have looked at him, and there is nothing wrong that we can see. Alexis said there is a faint aura of PSI energy that is fading.”
“You don’t have to remind us, Ava. We all heard. I just want my husband back.”
“Yes, what will we do if he doesn’t have his power? How will we possibly escape here?”
“It isn’t about that, this is about what is good for our husband.”
Jay couldn’t keep quiet any longer. “Husband?”
The blonde asked, “You can still hear our thoughts?”
Then the girl next to her answered before he could, “That is a good sign. Maybe all we need to do is renew the fusion.”
“And how do you propose doing that?” Trina asked.
“Well, we could try to perfect your fusion by doing it the normal way, or we could try having him fuse with Meikiyo or Jessie,” the first brunette answered back.
“What is a fusion and why do you keep talking about me like I’m not here?” Jay asked.
“I’m sorry, honey,” the blonde said before she blurred across the room and was suddenly pressed up against him. “We have a lot to tell you. We’ll get you some pants and a drink as long as you promise to sit and listen to us without running away.”
Jay stumbled backward in reaction to her movement while she was still speaking. First his fall and then this. Something wasn’t right here. “How’d… how’d you do that?”
“Oh, husband, that is the least of what I can do,” she answered.
“What is with everyone here? She calls me Master and you called me husband. Did we get married while I was drunk or something?”
“Most definitely not. We call you that because you are all of our husbands. Well except for Trina, but judging by how nicely she and Huong were playing, I’m gonna assume that is only a matter of time. And you agreed to let Ava call you Master. You even order her around. It is so cute watching you stumble over your words telling her to do something and then see the delight on her face when you do,” the blond replied.
“Jay, we are sorry to hit you with all of this. Please understand you have been unconscious for most of a day and we have been worried about you. Now that you are awake we are even more worried that you don’t know what is going on. By the way, my name is Mia. Please trust us for just a little bit and we will explain everything.”
“But she just rushed down here like she was the Flash or something. Do all of you have powers?” Jay asked.
With that the tall girl who called herself Mia let her arms stretch out to about twice normal length. The hair of the Japanese girl next to her burst into flame. The one called Ava opened a hole in the middle of the air and pulled out a canteen. The blue-haired girl morphed until her body was some mix of a lioness and still very naked girl.
The room seemed to spin around Jay. It was too much to take in at once. Not only had he been kidnapped by a bunch of super-hot girls, of whom Trina was one, but they also seemed to have super powers. He didn’t know who it was that helped him but he found himself sitting on the couch. Another set of hands helped him put on some loose khaki-colored pants and a similar-type short sleeve shirt.
It was then that he noticed his biceps. They were massive. In fact looking at himself, all of him was massive. Muscles on his muscles and that sorta thing.
Then for the next half an hour his mind was repeatedly blown as he tried to take in everything that they had to tell him. They talked about the experiment, the A’snkarnt, the dungeon floors, the destruction of the Earth and so much more. If they were to be believed he was a polygamist with multiple wives although Huong said that she preferred the term harem.
Apparently from the interaction she was the kinky one. Mia seemed genuinely concerned as did Jessie but they left the talking to the others. Meikiyo didn’t say much but had a pained expression on her face the entire time. Amelia was the bossy one and Ava was the shy one from what he could tell. Trina definitely seemed out of place, as she repeatedly deferred to one of the other girls although Jay was sure he caught her glaring at the blond.
“So, if I believe all of this, we are the subjects of an alien experiment meant to evolve humans and then breed them into empty husks to be filled by those alien minds, except another group of aliens has attacked or is going to attack again and it has thrown everything into chaos and we are working with this D’varn, who is a good alien. Or at least we hope he is. Does that about summarize things?”
“Jay, I know it's hard to believe us, but you once taught me to trust you, I hope you can learn to trust us,” Amelia said.
“I mean, I guess it isn’t any harder to believe than the superpowers that you all clearly have,” he replied.
“Oh if you think we have super powers you haven’t seen anything at all,” Trina said.
“What, you have more powers?” Jay asked.
Trina answered, “Yes, several each, but that wasn’t what I was talking about. Compared to you all the rest of us are weaklings.”
“What is the hardest for me to believe is that I’m some kinda leader here. That definitely pushes this into fantasy dream territory. I guess you will tell me it is because of these awesome powers that I supposedly have,” Jay said.
Trina growled softly, a flash of annoyance passed across her face. There it was. That was the Trina that he knew. She didn’t suffer fools well and her involvement in this was the only thing that had kept him from
running for the door.
The girls looked at each other as Mia said, “Well what now.”
“Now you all get back,” Meikiyo said with a sharpness he hadn’t heard in her voice before. She had seemed so demure so far. A couple of the girls looked at her but then they all jumped back and scattered to the four walls of this condo or whatever it was.
Instead of her hair bursting into flames her entire body did. Her kimono, bra and panties were all consumed so completely that he didn’t even see ash hit the ground. The heat jumped up which wasn’t odd since he was standing next to a walking bonfire. But, god was she gorgeous. A fire goddess was all that he could think when he saw how she combined perfect beauty and deadliness in one. The only word that escaped his mouth was, “Fuji”.