Switch: Alien Invasion/Violence&S*x-Chapter 148: Why don’t you be the first to try it ?

The blue room feels smaller than it did before, as if the empty space has finally begun to press inward around us.

"I don’t want to take away people’s free will, there are better ways," I tell her firmly. My voice echoes slightly in the empty blue room, sounding stronger than I actually feel. The words settle between us, heavy with conviction, and I force myself not to look away from her steady gaze.

"You could stop wars, create peace, rebuild the economy, and even make yourself rich in the process." I know I need to stay on her good side. She’s too dangerous to have as an enemy, but she’s really getting under my skin. There is something about the calm certainty in her tone that makes the temptation sound reasonable, almost clinical, as if she is describing the solution to a complex equation rather than the reshaping of civilization.

Maybe it’s just that I’ve been tempted to do all of those things. There are more than a ton of good reasons to do so, but great power comes with great responsibility. Who would I become if I let myself go down that path? Where would I draw the line? I could kill a terrorist in a heartbeat. Or get revenge on a rapist... again... But where do I stop? Murderers? Embezzlers? What about jaywalkers, or somebody who just pisses me off? No, I stopped going down that road because it’s too dangerous. I have already seen how easily a single decision can snowball into something irreversible, and I do not trust myself enough to believe I would always choose correctly.

"No," I state firmly, "I have no right to abuse my power like that." I cross my arms unconsciously, as if bracing myself against another verbal assault.

I expect her to glare, grow angry, or even storm off, but instead, she smiles. She just grins from ear to ear and smiles at me. For the first time, I notice how attractive she is. She’s nowhere on the level of Tina or Stephanie, but when she smiles like that, her smooth skin and almond-shaped eyes seem to sparkle. The expression transforms her entire face, softening the sharp angles of her intellect into something unexpectedly warm and vibrant.

"Good," she tells me, leaving me even more confused, until my tired brain finally catches on. Apparently, I’ve been working too hard. The realization dawns slowly, like a delayed reaction in a chemical mixture that suddenly changes color.

"You were testing me!" I accuse her, not feeling upset in the least. Her smile only gets bigger. "You want to ensure I didn’t go power-crazy after the battle next week." I shake my head, a reluctant grin tugging at my lips despite myself.

"I have to be sure," she tells me, without a hint of guilt. "I can see why the other women are with you." She gives my groin an obvious stare before adding, "Despite your other assets." Her tone is light, but there is a deliberate glimmer in her eyes that makes my pulse quicken.

Despite? What’s that supposed to mean? Standing up, I make no move to hide myself, and if I end up using my hips a bit more than necessary, and if my member swings more than usual, I can’t be blamed. I’m worn out. Speaking of which... The yellow healing light covers me at my command, but something changes, and I see Leslie smiling. The familiar warmth of the energy wraps around my body, soothing muscles and clearing fatigue, yet there is an undercurrent in it now that feels different, almost charged.

I’m growing hard. I don’t mean just a bit harder, but rather my cock is straining against its skin, trying to reach for the ceiling. The sensation is immediate and intense, far beyond the usual reaction, and I suck in a sharp breath as heat floods through me.

Canceling the light, I look at the other woman accusingly. My chest rises and falls more quickly now, and I know she can see exactly what her adjustment has done.

She bursts out laughing, not even trying to hide her admiring stare. The sound is bright and uninhibited, echoing off the smooth blue surfaces around us.

"Since contact with your sister increases your ability, and since you’re not averse to copulating with your own kin, I figured I would help modify the light to help you in that regard." The smile is still plainly painted in her eyes as she looks at me. She tilts her head slightly, studying the results of her experiment as if she has just adjusted a variable in a laboratory trial.

Looking down, I can’t believe how hard the light made me. I also feel completely rejuvenated. My exhaustion has vanished entirely, replaced with a restless, pulsing energy that demands an outlet. Looking back up at the other woman, I say, "Since this was your idea, why don’t you be the first to try it out?" My voice carries a teasing edge, but there is genuine hunger beneath it.

Fear enters her eyes, and she covers her crotch. "No, that monster will never fit!" She starts to back away from me toward where I know the portal to be. I command it to stay shut as I advance toward her. I know that she can override my command with her vast intellect, but when she reaches the wall and it doesn’t open, she turns back to me. "You can’t be serious." The fear is gone from her eyes, and I almost think there might be a bit of playfulness in them now. She slides along the wall, alternating glances from my face to my hard erection and back. "You have plenty of other women to try that thing out on. Why go for me?" Her breathing has quickened just slightly, betraying that she is not as indifferent as she pretends.

I smile widely as I continue to advance. "Because this was your idea. Because you’re the one in here now." Showing even more of my teeth, in what I hope is a hungry look, I finish, "And because you’re one hell of a fine woman, and your intelligence really turns me on." I mean it more than I expected to. Her sharp mind, her boldness, the way she challenged me earlier, all of it adds fuel to the fire already burning in my veins.

She stops and stares as I finish talking, taking her eyes off me long enough to look down at her body. Her clothing is modest, but even so, I know she’s not well endowed, and her ass is a little flat. But when she’s smiling, she really is beautiful, and she’s rather slim as well. There is a delicate grace in the way she moves, an efficiency that hints at control and precision.

I use her distraction and lunge for her, but she’s quicker than she looks and dodges away at the last moment. How did she move like that? I thought I had her. My hand closes on empty air, and I stumble half a step before regaining my balance.

"You’re no slouch when it comes to intelligence either," she compliments me, "but even you should know that you can’t fit something the size of your wrist through something the size of my little finger." She gestures subtly as she speaks, as though illustrating the dimensions in question.

The thought of her with her little finger inside her tiny coochie makes me even hornier, and she doesn’t miss the bit of precum that escapes from my tip. A low, involuntary sound escapes my throat, half growl and half groan. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Perhaps not, but anything can be stretched when it gets warmed up," I throw physics back at her. I take another deliberate step forward, testing her reactions.

She ponders my words for a moment, and I’m able to get close enough to grab at her, but somehow she bends out of my way again. Is she some kind of martial artist? Growling, I continue my advance as she sidles around the room. The chase becomes almost rhythmic, our footsteps soft against the seamless floor.

She remains silent for a bit, and the only sounds that can be heard are our footsteps as we move. The tension between us thickens, no longer just playful banter but something electric and charged with anticipation.

"Do you have the tools to warm it up, though?" she asks solicitously, and this time it’s me who stops, wondering if she’d just insulted me. Then I catch the gleam in her slim eyes and see my chance. Her lips curve ever so slightly, daring me to rise to the challenge.

"Then I propose an experiment." I remain still, and she raises one slender eyebrow, inviting me to continue. She also stops moving away. The air between us feels heavy and expectant. "You allow me to try, and we’ll see whose hypothesis holds true." I spread my hands slightly in a gesture of mock innocence, though there is nothing innocent about the desire thrumming through me.