Pestilence by Aegeon Davis

Author:Aegeon Davis [Davis, Aegeon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gentrifiction
Published: 2019-12-28T22:00:00+00:00

Crystal, Hera, Ari and I stepped onto what looked like a revealed delivery elevator for vendors to use with the four Acolytes. Aulani, Slipstream, Aeropounder and Blitzkrieg were less than thrilled to have me helping them, but there wasn’t a second I didn’t feel like I was being eyeball fucked by at least one of them. I was now food for the taking, but right now, the only objectives I was concerned with was finding these necrotic fucks, getting the fuck out of the SubSpace in my male form, and then ending Tessa once and for all.

Aulani flipped a large lever, and the grating below us lowered in a shaft, my heels nearly slipping through.

Goddamn stilettos.

As we descended, I watched Jess— er, Corset — hold Gem up in a meditative pose with her mind. She formed a purple forcefield surrounding both of them. They would be safe in there, constrained, like in a corset of the mind.

She picked a good name, I realized.

When the metal, grated elevator stopped, two large doors swung open to a long hallway marked with bright yellow cautionary stripes. We walked a few feet to another set of doors, the Acolytes turning back to eye us ever so skeptically. Aulani revealed a coded cipher algorithm, which she typed into the mainframe.

Aeropounder smacked her hammer into her hand. “Listen up, all of you goodie-two-shoes. You may look like us, but you ain’t one of us. There’s gonna be some sinister shit in here, so don’t get any ideas about stopping what you see.”

Aulani and Slipstream walked up to Hera and Crystal, giving them a mean mug, and hastily sprayed a mist around them. Blitzkrieg then walked over to me and smashed a glass bottle full of liquid against my chest. I didn’t feel the pain, and I couldn’t help but watch the liquid run between my steely breasts.

“What the fuck was that?” I asked.

“Villainess pheromones,” Aulani answered, pulling her dark hair back away from her golden skin and clipping it behind. “Harvested from my Tessa’s very own pheromones. This way, any villainess infected with the necro strain will find us much quicker.”

She turned around and pulled another lever. The doors slid open to reveal a sight of horror I couldn’t grasp. As far as the eye could see, thousands and thousands of users and infected villainesses crowded the large hall, like a sadistic can of sardines. Western accents were met Japanese font outlined in dazzling purples, blues and greens. These lettered sections projected out and marked off individual rooms housing different torture situations that one might see on display in some kind of sex club. A BoNaNzai in all its glory.

Naked men lay in harnesses as they screamed at the top of their lungs while being whipped into submission. Across the way, we saw a group of villainesses scissoring each other, rubbing each other’s evil vaginas as it dripped clear liquid into a yearning man’s mouth. This place was lawless. Banned programming had flourished here ever since Iconoclast had pulled its control.

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