Chapter 7

As the punks started getting bolder it felt like they were trying to actually eat me be didn’t want to eat me too quickly!

Brat kissed down my neck till she was at my chest.

Berserk was kissing the back of my neck and behind my ears.

Brute kept going under the water kissing my thighs and squeezing them.

*Gasps!*

“P-perverts..! What the hell are you doing?!” I say trying to catch my breath and push them away.

“Shh. Just enjoy it.” Brat says.

Brute popped her head up out of the water and gave me a grin.

The grin itself wasn’t really scary.

It was a pretty grin actually.

And I’ve seen her get scary enough times given the past.

However this grin made my blood go to ice.

Shit. What the hell is she planning!?

Before I could ask she got closer and kissed me on the lips again.

“You know the Oppressor was right about one thing.” Brute says shocking me more.

They don’t like talking about these guys.

So the fact that she initiated a conversation involving them is beyond shocking.

“Right about what..?” I asked.

“He was right about us wanting to fuck you.” Berserk says grabbing my waists.

I yelped.

“He just wasn’t right about you being easy to get in our bed like that.” Brat adds.

She pressed herself closer to me and… I felt.. something.. getting stiffer.

“What the fuck?!” I yelled and somehow managed to jump out of the tub.

“What’s wrong?” Brute asked.

There was a mix of amusement, lust, and concern.

“S-something just touched me.. something like a tube or… I don’t even know!?” I stuttered out.

They all laughed at me.

“You don’t pay much attention to your surroundings do you?” Berserk laughs out.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

They all suddenly stood up. I kept making eye contact w/ them.

Realizing that Brat giggled and pointed down.

Which caused me to lower my gaze and when I did I was flabbergasted.

“Oh.. that’s what you meant.” I say still processing.

They all had hardening dicks.

“Did you really not see them earlier?” Brute asked.

“Of course I didn’t!” I exclaimed.

“How?” Berserk asks.

“She almost didn’t see them this time either. I had to point down to get her to look.” Brat answers w/ a chuckle.

“Hey in my defense I do so many sports that if I just stared at someone tits or looked lower on them I would have been black listed from all locker rooms.” I argue.

“Alright we’ll give you that one.” Brute says.

“But now I’m curious about something.” Brat says.

“What is it?” I ask hesitantly.

“How do you feel knowing that you wrestled us naked where could have easily put you in a more.. favorable position for ourselves?” She asks.

“You fucking perv!” I exclaimed and backed away some more.

They all laughed.

“Come on now, now we’re curious.” Berserk says.

“This isn’t funny!” I yelled.

“Oh but it is.” Brute states laughing.

“Ooh could you imagine her face if we chose to take her right then and there? She’d be so confused on what just entered her and how that her face would probably be priceless!” Brat says.

“Oh my god.. it would be!” Berserk agrees as they all start to laugh harder.

“Assholes.” I grumble grabbing a towel and drying off.

“Oh, don’t be like that Buttercup!” Brute calls after me.

I ignored her and grabbed a robe to put on since I didn’t want to search through their draws afraid of what I might find.

I left the bathroom and went over to the bedroom door.

I checked to see if it was locked and it wasn’t surprisingly.

So I left the room and went to the kitchen.

Right at this moment I was considering seeing if they had any liquor.

But I quickly shook that thought out of my head.

Last thing I need is to be drunk around three horny.. dick girls..?

Girls w/ dicks?

Is there a term for this?

Whatever the point is I shouldn’t give them a chance to have power over me.

Who knows if they would take that chance to get what they want or not.

But I do know I’m not trying to find out.

So instead I started raiding their fridge to get something to eat.

“BUTTERCUP!!!?”

The roar of three distinct voices let me know they just got out of the bathroom.

They also just realized I wasn’t in the room waiting for them.

I heard them whiz by then they immediately came back bringing back a whole hurricane.

“You like giving us heart attacks like this don’t you?” Brat says glaring at me.

“What? You should know by now I’m more concerned about feeding myself than escaping.” I state.

“You didn’t think to let us know you were heading to the kitchen?” Berserk asks.

“The door wasn’t locked so I assumed I was allowed to free roam like before.” I answer.

“But you just found out we want to fuck you and that we’re futanaris. People tend to run after those types of discoveries.” Brat says.

“Futanaris?” I question.

“That’s the street term for girls w/ dicks.” Berserk informs.

“Oh. Thanks for telling me that.” I state.

“Really that’s all you got to say?” Brat asked.

“Look I don’t really care that you guys have dicks. I grew up w/ a pro boxer as a dad and an older brother. The only thing I’m really concerned about is you girls getting drunk and horny then teaming up on me.” I answer.

“Really? You don’t think we’re freaks for having dicks and being girls?” Brute asks.

“If you’re trans then ok. But I’m guessing this is something you were born w/ since there’s a term for it. Which means judging you for having dicks would be the same thing as judging a dude for having a dick. It doesn’t make sense.” I explain.

“I don’t know if you’re trying to be sweet or something else but thanks for not judging us.” Berserk says.

“Don’t worry about it. Now can one of you go get some food? You literally fucking have nothing in here to eat!” I exclaim.

They all started laughing.

“Buttercup never change.” Brat says moving closer to me.

“What’s going on w/ you girls?” I ask.

“Nothing. We’re just relieved I guess.” Berserk says.

“How about take out? We didn’t destroy those places. Mainly because we’re too lazy to cook.” Brute says.

“At least you’re honest about it.” I sigh.

“What are you in the mood for?” Brat asked.

“Honestly some burgers and fries or some pizza would be nice.” I state.

“On it.” Brute says flying off.

“What do you want to drink?” Berserk asks.

“I’m fine w/ any soda you bring back.” I state.

“Got it.” Brat says flying off.

“So.. am I confined to one area till the other two get back?” I ask.

“No. But you have to tell me where you plan to go before you try to walk off.” Berserk says.

“Alright I guess that’s fair.” I state.

“So what do you wanna do while we wait?” She asks.

“I don’t really know. Honesty I do wanna interrogate the people you have captive just because I want to know just how much they differ from my version. But you probably don’t want me near them.” I say thinking out loud.

“Really? Are you trying to piss us off?” Berserk asked her hands glowing slightly.

“No. It’s just strange to me.” I start.

“What’s strange?” She asks sounding more curious and less hostile.

“Well based on what you told me if the Professor’s personality was being smart then the Oppressor’s personality would ultimately make him an idiot. But they’re both geniuses. So why did he do something so stupid as plan to betray you have what he was going to use to detain you in the very place you frequent?” I wonder out loud.

“When you put it like that yeah it doesn’t make sense.” She agrees w/ me.

“So maybe if I’m alone and I ask some questions then maybe I could get what I want out of them.” I state.

“Yeah but you’re also smart enough to play us too while you help us. Then spin it so that we can’t really be mad at you.” She points out.

“Dang tell me you don’t fully trust me w/ out telling me you don’t fully trust me.” I say w/ a sigh.

“Am I wrong to doubt you?” She asks.

“No, not really.” I answer.

“Wow you were honest. I’m shocked.” She says.

“Don’t lower your guard strawberry bitch.” Brute says flying in followed by Brat.

“That was fast.” I answer.

“They know better than to make us wait.” Brat says.

“Now what were you two talking about.” Brute asks.

“The possibility of me talking to your prisoners.” I state.

“What?!” Brat and Brute exclaimed.

“Are you fucking crazy Berserk?!” Brute asks.

“Buttercup did you seriously think you could bring that up and not get punished for it?” Brat questions.

“Calm down. I was about to wring her a new one too but she said something that made sense.” Berserk defends us.

“Which was?” Brat asks.

“It doesn’t make sense. Why did the Oppressor leave evidence of his approaching betrayal in plain sight for us to find?” Berserk says.

“Because he’s a fucking idiot.” Brute says.

“But the Professor wouldn’t have done that. And unlike what you might think is the obvious answer objectively both of them are smart. Which means being smart isn’t the Professor’s personality. So why would the Oppressor do something so dumb?” I explain.

They paused at that.

“That.. actually does make sense.” Brat reluctantly agrees.

“This explains the conversation I heard when I flew in.” Brute sighs.

“I also didn’t and still don’t like this idea but if those bastards think they have something we want then they’re going to tight lip as fuck and flaunt it.” Berserk says.

“Which means our best chance at getting answers is to let Buttercup talk to them.” Brat groans.

“But we all know she’s going to ask about how to make that computer.” Brute argues.

“Duh. What else could I ask them about that wouldn’t make them suspicious?” I question.

“Touché.. but we don’t want to risk you making it and trying to escape.” Brat says.

“How the hell am I going to make it?” I ask.

“What do you mean? The parts are literally right there.” Brute states.

“Yeah and you guys made it clear I’m not going to get a minute to myself.” I argue.

“You managed to make those spiders right under our nose to prank Brute w/.” Berserk counters.

“Yeah but that was different.” I agree.

“Different how?” Brat asks.

“Because I was able use my shows as an excuse so that you girls wouldn’t drag me off. I also gained enough of your trust to where you knew I wouldn’t escape while you slept.” I elaborate.

“Fair point. But you still manage to hide them and set them up w/ out waking me up.” Brute says.

“Well yeah but why would you be looking for paper spiders?” I ask.

“She got you there. It’s not like we had any reason to look for that stuff.” Berserk backs me.

“Not just that but you can’t just say this is how you code then use small words and suddenly someone knows how to code a program like the one you were using. I can make all the computers I want but I don’t know how to make the program I only know how to use it vaguely.” I add.

“Yeah that’s true.” Brat agrees.

“So even if they do teach me how to make the computer there’s literally nothing I could do w/ it besides computer games and movies.” I finish.

“Yeah that’s true too. But why are you so persistent?” Brute asks.

“Because I need a reason to have space. Otherwise whoever I’m w/ might end up trying to fuck me all day. Every day.” I state.

“…”

“You didn’t need to call us out like that.” Brat whines.

“Yes I did.” I state.

“Let’s just eat and finish this talk tomorrow.” Berserk says.

The night went by quickly after that. We ate burgers, fries and pizza.

Brute said why only get one when I wanted both.

I didn’t have the energy to argue so I just ate.

But the same couldn’t be said later that night when they tried to say they would keep me up all night if I didn’t make out w/ them.

I wasn’t having it.

So I did the one thing I could think of.

I found a random room and locked myself in it and welded it shut then said I was sleeping against the door so break it down at the risk of accidentally killing me or injuring me.

Which got them to leave me alone.

But when I left that room the next day I found them camping out the door.

They immediately woke up at the movement like the creeps they are.

Which resulted in me being trapped between all three.

“Never do that again.” Brute says.

“If you try to we’ll chain you up for a month.” Berserk adds.

“I want head pats.” Brat says rubbing her head into my stomach.

I sighed and gave her the head pats.

Because of them all kinda just being sprawled out on the floor how they were currently holding me was affected.

Brat was the closest to me so she’s on her knees in front of me.

Brute was on my left and the second closest.

So she’s in this awkward type of crouch.

Berserk was the farthest and on my right.

She stood up fully just to hold me from behind.

“I need to head to the bath room. This room didn’t have one attached.” I say bringing them back to reality.

“No suffer.” Brat says.

“Rude.” I state.

“Deserved.” Brute argues.

“Uncalled for.” I counter.

“She wasn’t wrong.” Berserk adds.

“Yes she is.” I argue.

“How?” Brat asked.

“Because I don’t deserve to suffer for putting up boundaries. Even if you don’t like them.” I state.

“You locked yourself in a separate room away from us.” Brute says w/.. w/ a pout?!

“And you guys are moving way too fast w/ out even considering how I might feel.” I inform.

“Maybe you’re just going too slow?” Berserk challenges.

“You said you loved me. Which I assume also means you want a relationship w/ me. You can’t have a relationship w/ someone and not take their feelings into account. You can always go too fast. But you can’t go too slow. You go the minimum pace you are both.. well in this cause all four of us can handle.” I scold.

“But how would we know the minimum pace?” Brat asks.

“Well instead of immediately trying to fuck me if you could have asked what I was ok w/ and what you want to happen.” I state.

“You didn’t need to say it in that way.” Brute huffs.

“Yes I did.” I argue.

“Mean.” Berserk says.

“Deserved and earned.” I counter.

“Unnecessary.” Brat says.

“Very necessary.” I argue.

“How?” Brute asks.

“How else are you supposed to learn?” I ask in return.

“You could have just explained it.” Berserk says.

“If it was that simple I would have. You guys don’t tend to listen when you set your minds to something.” I point out.

“Fair.. but still you could have tried.” Brat says.

“Just to end up trapped?” I question.

“When did you start knowing us so well?” Brute huffs.

“Better question is what do you want for breakfast?” Berserk says.

“Pancakes!” I answer immediately.

“On it!” Brat says flying off.

“What to drink?” Brute asks.

“Apple juice or Sunny D is fine.” I say.

“Got it!” Berserk says flying off as well.

“So is this going to be a whole rotation thing?” I ask.

“Probably.” Brute shrugs.

“Alright then.” I sigh.

“So.. mind explaining something to me?” Brute asks.

“Sure?” I answer.

“If your friends and family or just your loved ones in general can so easily hurt you then.. why do you stay when you fight or start to get mad at them?” She asks.

“Well.. because I still love them.” I answer.

“That’s a given. But why?” She rephrases.

“Well… think about it. Haven’t I made you mad?” I ask.

“Well yeah but it was the result of a prank. Or from a misunderstanding. You didn’t actively throw insults at me to hurt me.” She says.

“This has to do w/ me still going back to Townsville even though the girls and I were fighting and so were me and my family and I felt betrayed by the Professor and them isn’t it?” I ask.

“Yeah.” She confirms.

“Look yes I was hurt. But I also had a chance to calm down. I also was a bit petty and wanted to point out how you a complete stranger pointed out their shitty treatment of me before they even took the chance to realize it themselves.” I start.

“Yeah that sounds like you.” She says w/ a chuckle.

“Look even though they did hurt me I wasn’t innocent either. I hurt them right back.” I explain.

“But yours was more like self defense!” She counters.

“Would that really matter to you if I were to say something hurtful to you in a fight?” I ask.

She paused and looked at me for a moment.

“I guess not…” She admits.

“Now we might collectively understand that I said what I said in the heat of the moment especially since I was being hurt and felt the need to retaliate. But if we were to ever make up fully then I would also need to apologize.” I add.

“Yeah.. I guess.” She says.

“And once I calmed down I realized I might have went to far. But I’m also still pretty hurt because and I don’t mean any offense to you but they only really felt bad after you put them in their place. I thought we were closer than that. But then again I calmed down. They hadn’t so who knows. Maybe they would have once they calmed down. But I still can’t fully accept their apologies. Because they still haven’t calmed down. They’re panicking and scatter because of our fight and we’re still heroes on top of that. There’s just so much happening that I can’t fully accept it till I know they’ve calmed down.” I explain.

“That’s understandable. But looks like you’re never going to make up.” She says.

“Why do you say that?” I ask.

“Isn’t it obvious?” She asks in return.

“If it was I wouldn’t have asked.” I state.

“You’re never going to make up because we’re never going to let you have a chance to escape us.” She says.

“Oof. I guess I kinda forgot my situation for a moment.” I say facepalming.

“I can see that.” She chuckles.

“Shut up.” I groan.

“Where’s the fun in that?” She asks.

“Whatever.” I say as I push her off me and walk away.

“Where are you going?!” She exclaimed.

“The bathroom or did you forget I had to go?” I ask.

“I’m not letting you go alone!” She argues.

“Don’t push it.” I state.

“Fine.” She huffs.

“You’re like a child.” I sigh then go to the bathroom.

Brat and Berserk were back when I got done in the bathroom.

“So.. what did you girls talk about when we were gone?” Brat asked.

“Don’t worry about it. I don’t feel like going back into it.” I sigh.

“Damn Brute the hell did you do to her?!” Berserk asks.

“Hey?! I couldn’t have been that bad!” Brute argues.

“Calm down. It’s mainly because at the end I said something embarrassing. But you can still beat her ass if you want.” I state.

“Hey!?” Brute exclaimed.

“On it!” Brat and Berserk both yell.

They both lunged at her as I started unpacking the food.

I started eating as I watched them.

I was half way done w/ my pancakes when they finished their spar.

“Hey why’d you start w/ out us?!” Brat asked

“Because I wanted something to eat w/ the show.” I state simply.

“Of course you did.” Berserk sighs.

A month passes.

I woke up underneath the three girls.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned.

I stretched and sat up.

*Groan.*

“Lay back down babe.” Brute says reaching to pull me back down.

“I’ll be back.” I say as I stand up.

“Nooo… Come back.” Brat whines making grabby hands.

I groaned and went to the bathroom.

When I was finished and walked out the bathroom I was immediately grabbed and held against someone’s tits.

“It gets cold when you’re not in the bed.” Berserk says still half asleep.

“It was less than 5 minutes.” I complain.

“5 minutes too long.” She huffs.

“Stop hoggin her!” Brat yells and rushes over grabbing me.

“I told you girls I’m not ok being used as rope for your tug of war!” I scold.

“Knock it off you two! Last time we didn’t listen to her she locked herself a room for two days!” Brute yells.

“Yeah you don’t have to tell us that we know.” Brat sighs.

“Butterbae! I want cuddles!” Berserk whines hanging off me again.

“We just woke up and we were in a cuddle pile.” I groan.

“Not enough.” She states.

“You all are just fucking touch starved to the highest degree.” I complain.

“We’re not that bad!” They all yell.

“Whatever.” I say rolling my eyes.

“HEY!! IS THAT GREEN BITCH STILL BLUE BALLING YOU?!” The Oppressor laughs.

It’s honestly impressive how we could even hear him.

The distance isn’t exactly small.

Not just that but also because I told them to sound proof either our shared room or that cell room.

I got tired of hearing them torture those guys.

Especially when they’re mad.

Which happens every time they try to sleep w/ me and I turn them down.

So at least once a week.

“CAREFUL NOW THEY START WHINING AND CLINGING TO THE GREEN BITCH! AFTER ALL ANY CHANCE TO TRY AND GET HER TO BABY THEM IS A CHANCE THEY’RE GOING TO TAKE!” The Conqueror laughs w/ him.

I looked and saw that the girls looked pissed.

I sighed.

“Just ignore them.” I try to calm the punks down when suddenly a new voice joined the fray.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! THOSE THREE WOULDN’T WANT TO COME IN HERE AND SEE KILLER KNOWING THEY’LL BE FACE TO FACE W/ PROOF OF A FACT THE OPPRESSOR WAS ABLE TO GET LAID BY HIS GIRL YET THEY STILL CAN’T EVEN AFTER A MONTH!” Ms. Blood adds.

Ooh…

Yikes.

Yeah there’s no way I’m going to be able to calm them down after that.

R.I.P I guess.

But honestly after that it’s deserved.

Let’s just hope these girls don’t snatch up their souls as they leave their bodies to torture those too.

Knowing the drill I went ahead and just walked to the bed knowing they’re about go crazy, crazy.

Yeah I wonder where I put those headphones from last time.

I look for them for a bit and found them in the drawer and put on a song.

The punks were gone from the room so fast it looked like they teleported.

I made sure the song was blasting through the speakers of the headphones.

I then let myself zone out.

I eventually fell asleep again.

So I woke up and was able to do a small workout in the room, fall back asleep, wake up again and do another work out. Take a bath then fall back asleep.

All before I eventually woke up yet again. 

However this time it only took a few minutes before the punks where walking in.

I took the headphones off and got up.

“Go get in the bath. I’ll be waiting for you k?” I state.

“Got it.” Brute says as they all go to the bathroom.

They were in and out pretty damn fast. 

They all came out drying off. 

I was confused why they weren’t wearing their robes but I shrugged it off as them being too tired.

Which I would quickly realize was a mistake.

Because not even a moment later I was pinned to the bed.

“Hey what the heck?” I ask.

“We’re done waiting.” Brat says. 

I then felt Berserk start to kiss my neck.

I squirmed. 

“I thought you respected my decision?” I say trying to push them off.

“We can’t wait any longer!” Berserk snaps.

I froze and looked at her shocked.

She just kept this.. firm and hardened gaze on me.

I looked at the other two and they had the same look.

“Oh come on, sex can’t possibly be so damn important.” I complain.

“Sorry Butterbae but we’re not backing down this time.” Brute says.

I go to argue more when she kisses me.

Brat got behind me and started taking off my clothes.

I struggled against them until they got fed up.

Which resulted in them using my top to tie my wrists together.

“You should have just stayed still.” Brat says.

“If you three go farther then I’m not going to forgive you or will I ever see you the same again.” I state and they actually pause.

“You don’t mean that.” Berserk says hesitantly.

They all started to resume their groping actions.

“Calm down and relax it’ll feel better.” Brute says as she kisses down my neck.

“I mean it. I won’t forgive you and my behavior and attitude towards you three will change.” I reinstate.

“Buttercup.. we won’t hurt you or be rough if you don’t fight. We don’t want to hurt you so stop saying such mean and scary things.” Brat says.

“Sounds like you made your choice…” I say as I begin to pant.

“You told me once that you said things in the heat of the moment but when you calmed down you realized you didn’t mean it. This is probably the same thing.” Brute says.