"Snezhana?" I noticed that she pronounced the word in Russian, without an accent.
"That's right," she replied in English, her voice calm, but I could sense that she was very surprised by my correct pronunciation of her name.
"Are you a hired killer?" I continued in Russian, figuring that if it threw her off balance, I should take advantage of it.
"Here, it's called a 'private detective'. Although I also take on jobs like find-and-destroy. Most of the time, I look for lost items, people, and metahumans. Very few people take on the latter, so my prices are much higher than those of ordinary killers. But as you can see, there are those who aren't worth the price.
"Do you want to kill me?
Her emotions responded much faster than her tongue, with a powerful surge of desire.
"No. You're weak prey, nyan." Her voice faltered.
"Because I'm a man?
"Because you're not a mutant. But this lump would make a worthy trophy." She nodded towards Wendy.
"What?" she asked. I translated.
The Ghost approached and slapped Snezhana across the face.
"This is Ghost, and she is a human, no matter what her body looks like."
Snezhana was getting more and more excited, and I noticed two small sharp triangles on the top of her head.
"How do you turn into a cat?"
"I just do it, nyan!" she replied shyly. A wave of desire and her suddenly growing cat ears gave her away.
"Come here, my sweetheart..." I approached and stroked her chin like a kitten. The transformation was not long in coming, her face rounded, her forehead and cheekbones covered with short fur.
"See, I told you you'd like it!" Mary hugged me from behind, covered in her own blood. The warm, wet blood made me feel sick, but being so close to Mary's charms felt better than ever.
Before I realised what I was doing, I threw Mary to the floor and began to knead her stomach and breasts. I managed to regain control of my body a few seconds before my cock entered her well-lubricated hole. My consciousness desperately tried to regain control, and when it did, I couldn't understand for a few seconds why I had stopped. Unless...
"Ghost, release your captive and join us!
Mary moaned, and Snezhana rushed towards me. She grabbed my hands and kissed me passionately. She teased Mary's breasts with her tail, and our strong woman grabbed its tip with her mouth. Wendy pressed herself against me from behind.
Gradually, I realised that I was kissing a rough cat's nose, and Snezhana was holding me with her paws. I pressed her closer to me and realised that she was already covered in fur. I wanted to stroke her between her hind legs, but instead of hot flesh, I came across a warm stone. Looking there, I realised that the Ghost had somehow obtained some jade dust and formed two toys out of it, which she had been using to stimulate her captive for several minutes. Mary wasted no time and began to knead the small mounds on the narrow cat's chest. But I clearly remember that the cat girl was a size three! Although, she had long since turned into a full-fledged furry.
And then Wendy stroked me on the top of my head. Mary peeked out from under Snezhana, who was stunned with pleasure, and squealed:
"Aaaah, kitty boy!
I figured as much. I even tried to adjust my tail to Wendy's caresses. Snezhana's emotions drowned out the feelings of the other girls, her abilities dominating the rest. I didn't feel the usual "freezing" of all parts of my body from the Ghost's abilities, and I couldn't see through walls, but my vision sharpened, my reactions quickened, and the smells of heated bodies drove me crazy. This heightened, cat-like perception was already familiar to me. The real trigger for the Huntress's abilities is sexual arousal. I felt very strong, fast and agile, my body was changing, becoming more graceful and flexible.
Mary began to tremble and writhe beneath me, and I came too. Snezhana meowed loudly and began to grow, turning back into a huge cat. I stood up and moved away, leaning against the wall and realising that I was pressing my back against Wendy. She needed some attention.
The jade toys left the cat, cleaned themselves, and began to look for new places to use themselves. Mary got out from under the gray, bluish cat and immediately received a jade rod in her ass. The second Ghost inserted one into herself. Mary looked at us, then at Snezhana, and said:
"The cat will do too.
She approached her muzzle and began to rub her pussy against it. The relaxed cat did not react at first, but Mary was persistent. A blow from a paw knocked the supergirl off her feet, and when she tried to crawl away and get up, Snezhana pinned her down like a mouse and pulled her towards herself. I didn't see any blood, so the predator was just playing and not trying to kill my naive cat again. Sure enough, the cat began to lick the spot where Mary had attacked her, purring loudly.
Wendy was completely dry inside, but I noticed a bottle hitting her at tremendous speed and disappearing inside her. The lubricant quickly spread over her body, and she became completely lifelike. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, realising what was happening. What a world! With so many normal women around, I managed to hook up a statue, a werewolf, and a monster...
But that's good! I sniffed Wendy and realised that she had a special scent that belonged only to her, not to the dust that made up her body. Gradually, her vision began to merge with my cat senses, and I saw, or perhaps smelled, a crystal inside her head. My body began to act on its own again: my claws pierced the Ghost's forehead and grabbed this... clot. When Snezhana called Wendy that, we both decided it was an insult, but in fact, it was difficult to describe Wendy's essence any other way.
I felt that familiar mixture of desire and fear again. It seemed that destroying the lump would kill the baby, but at the same time, she really enjoyed it when it was touched. I decided to pull it out and saw a small pearl two centimetres in diameter, white and porous, but hard. I wanted to taste it, so I licked the pearl. Wendy's body crumbled, and I felt a powerful wave of pleasure from her. The ghost reassembled itself, and I continued licking, while she moved on my cock. Now she was doing it in a way that no woman of flesh and blood could ever do.
This orgy lasted only half an hour, but I was so tired that I just fell down where Wendy stopped holding me. It seems that absorbing too many other people's emotions is harmful. Or am I wasting some kind of energy to activate the connection? The last thing I remember is Mary picking me up and laying me on top of Snezhana, who was curled up in a ball.
***
When I woke up well after noon, I saw Mary and Wendy next to me. We were lying in the same corridor, but there was no sign of Snezhana. Did she run away? I smelled fish and boiled rice coming from below. I woke the girls up, let Mary use the bathroom, and went to wash up in the kitchen. Snezhana, wearing an apron over her naked body, with ears and a ponytail, was standing at the table making sushi.
"Are you awake? You look sleepy! What if the war starts?
"What?
"It's bound to start, you've been under surveillance by a drone for two days now.
"What drone?
"And don't think I'm going to protect you. I don't need you!" Snezhana continued to ignore me.
"Oh, come on!" I went to wash my face. In the reflection, I saw a normal person without any extra body parts, like a fluffy tail and triangular ears.
"Just so you know, in order for me to be useful in battle, I need to transform my body gradually, over several days. Otherwise, I'll turn back into a cat, and at best, I'll lick someone to death. Your girlfriend, by the way, was very close to that yesterday.
"Mary is tougher than she looks. And what drone are you talking about?
"Can't you hear the buzzing?
"No.
"Strange, yesterday you seemed just like me.
"No. I'm Russian, but I'm not a werewolf.
"I'm a mutant. Werewolves don't exist, you Siberian village idiot!
"And anyway, since when did you start asking questions? We haven't finished the interrogation!
"I'm a cat who walks wherever she wants and does as she pleases. Meow!" – this time she said "meow" deliberately, and it was very different from yesterday's involuntary meow.
"What's that supposed to mean?
"I've decided to stay with you a little longer, and my employer can go to hell. It's much more fun here in your wasteland than on the mainland. It'll just be hard to replenish my fish supplies.
"You betrayed your employer?
"How long have you been in the States?
"Not long, why?
"They pretend to live by the law here, my friend. Men's rights, black people's rights, lesbian rights, all that stuff we joke about. But I was sent for the cargo, and I sent a message as soon as I found it. I'm entitled to a bonus for clearing the evacuation zone, but I can refuse it, and by law my obligations are fulfilled. Otherwise, this is a free country for a free cat, understand?
"I understand that you really enjoyed last night.
"Don't flatter yourself, I've had much better orgies. Just, how old do you think I am?
"Twenty-five?
"Like hell you do, I'm a hundred years old. I fought in the war from start to finish, as a private soldier! Back then, I believed that the world would change after our victory, that there would never be another war... And that I would never have to face it again. But now you have a war brewing right here. You fucking hippies won't last ten minutes, and for some reason I can't just stand by and watch.
"Yeah, right, we'd be lost without you. We're eating all this junk food, nothing but fast food," I said with a noticeable hint of irony. Everything she said was completely at odds with the emotions I was picking up on, and they only confirmed that I was right. But I didn't see any point in kicking the cat out; she could hardly hurt me now, and she could be very useful. For example, the relatively fresh fish she drags around with her. Outside the window, I saw a parked "mobile home," apparently belonging to the cat.
"Then, one last question: how do you feel about a harness?" I continued.
"Just try it, and I'll scratch your face, nyan," growled Snezhanna, ending with a meow. Her nails had grown noticeably longer and become claws. She gutted the next fish much faster and without the help of a knife.
"I'll pass the idea on to Mary, her wounds heal quickly.
"What idea?" asked the supergirl who had come into the kitchen.
"Snezhana wants to go for a walk on a leash.
"How cool!" Mary reached for the sushi, and the Huntress pinned her hand to the table with her claw. The supergirl looked at this and said,
"Then we definitely need to go to Magne's today." She reached out with her other hand, with the same result.
"The one who's building a mutant state on the neighbouring island?" Snezhana asked.
"Yeah," said Mary with her mouth full. When her and Snezhana's hands were tied, she grabbed the fish wrapped in rice with her teeth.
"Why do we need to go there?" I asked.
"Only there can they make a harness of the right size and strength.
"You know, I was actually joking.
"I know. But your jokes got my hands pierced, so suffer with me." She ate another piece of sushi.
"Do they make all kinds of strange things to sell there?
"Erika herself can control metals. I have a couple of knives she made, they're very good." Snezhana replied instead of the offended Mary, pulling her claws back.
"And you suggest giving her the cargo to process. Not a bad idea!
"I don't understand why you didn't just take it there yourself. That's what happens when a man is in charge of the pride," the cat snorted.
"First of all, we're just friends here, not a pride. Second, if you keep showing off, I'll really order a harness!
The wind blew into Wendy's kitchen, and she also snatched the sushi off the table. Snezhana shook her head, plopped down on a chair, and instead of making sushi out of the fish, simply devoured the cut-up carcass. I joined this breakfast, which smoothly transitioned into lunch.
Once I was full, I sent Wendy to double-check the alarm system, and I went to load metal samples into the cat house. Or rather, I loaded everything onto Mary and just walked alongside her. All morning, I hadn't been able to recharge properly with anyone's abilities. This could become a serious problem in the future, and even right now, it's not certain that Magna will talk to me. From what I understood about her, she's not immune to gender bias, but it's much more important to her whether the person she's talking to is a mutant. And anyway, she's kind of the head of state there, even if it's a small one, so we'll have to ask for an audience.
By two o'clock, everyone was in the car, and we finally set off. It looks like we'll have to spend the night on the island, because I decided to cover most of the distance by water, which is much slower. Snezhana's house is even cooler than anything you can buy with money, and of course it's amphibious, but it doesn't swim very fast. Unless Wendy comes up with some kind of propeller.
As we sailed past the Statue of Liberty, we all climbed onto the roof and turned off the engine. Regret and melancholy washed over me from all sides, each of us remembering something of our own as we looked at the ruined sculpture. Snezhana twitched her ear and shouted:
"Everyone inside, quick!" and was the first to jump into the hatch. The engine roared to life five seconds later, and we sailed back to the pier. Soon I heard the reason why: several flying armoured suits were approaching us.
"Mary, run and put on the Scorpion, Ghost, prepare for an air attack. They're already close!Before the enemies came into view, two small missiles flew towards us, but Wendy cut off their engines ten metres before they hit. I grabbed the railing, and a second later the warheads exploded, even though they didn't reach their target. The car was hit by waves, but it didn't flip over, and I was almost washed away. My fingerprints were left on the handrail. Ghost crumbled and got wet, but almost immediately returned. One of the figures hanging in the air moved closer, and I recognised it as the same type of armour that was protecting the metal cargo. "Tough stuff," according to Mary. The other four appeared to be ordinary vigilantes in exoskeletons with jetpacks.
The female warrior didn't dare to come closer than ten metres, began to circle, and on her third attempt decided to fire her first shot. There was a bright flash and a white ball flew from her hand towards the bonnet of the car. I threw a handful of wet sand towards the ball, accelerating its flight. My cat-like reflexes saved me for now, but they wouldn't last long, and my despair was giving me just a little bit of extra ability. The ball hit the sand and shattered with a hiss, scattering into the water. The sand melted, meaning that neither Wendy nor I would be able to use it a second time, and we were still too far from land.
In response to her first failure, the warrior launched three balls at once, but Wendy was already helping me. In essence, she was covering us with her own body... The flying creature completely lost its caution and closed the distance, but before I could launch the disc at it, the window of the house exploded, and Mary flew out in her suit, clinging to the enemy's leg with her long tail. The vigilantes immediately rushed to the aid of the warrior in the spacesuit. They started firing at us with short-barrelled machine guns, which weren't accurate enough at that distance, and I managed to get off the roof before they hit me. Wendy didn't even notice the bullets.
"Are you okay?" Snezhana asked me, looking back.
"Yes, watch the road! What are those fins in front?
Several bathyscaphes emerged from under the water. The hemisphere of the first craft opened, and I saw a red-haired man uncovering a four-barrelled rocket launcher. The others followed suit, revealing women armed with some kind of rifles. Meanwhile, the rockets flew somewhere above us. I ran to look out the broken window to see Mary finish off the armoured vehicle and jump out, while the vigilantes collided with clouds of shrapnel from anti-aircraft missiles and fell into the water. The bathyscaphes surrounded our vehicle and led us around the island with the pedestal, and the lead vehicle swam up to me.
"May we come aboard?" asked a red-haired man with freckles on his face.
"Come up." I moved to the other wall, and the small red creature jumped through the window.
"Allow me to introduce myself, Carl Morgenthau, the last free stalker of the New York wasteland. What brings you to my domain?"
"Your domain? Isn't that a bit presumptuous, Carl?
"How interesting. You don't look like a slave, and I know every free man in the wasteland by sight. Who are you?
"Call me Peter Parker.
"That name sounds familiar... Peter, Parker... Wasn't he supposed to have died before the Decimation?
"I still don't understand why you're so cocky?" – this half-wit was already getting on my nerves.
"I can afford to be!" he replied cheerfully.
I was about to explain to the idiot who was who and what they could do, but Mary beat me to it, quietly climbing aboard. She grabbed Carl by the neck from behind with her claw and spun him around, then lifted him up so that their eyes were level.
"Traitor!" Mary growled.
"And he calls himself the last free stalker," I added.
"Mary, show me your face, let me see your beauty again," the redhead croaked.
"Mary, if you don't cut off his head, I'll do it myself.
"I didn't betray you! We were forced to retreat! There's an entire army behind me now!
"The Walking Dead clan was also called an army!" Mary's anger subsided.
"Even then, we were anarchists, alone against the whole world. But the world isn't just New York and America, Mary. There are many anarchists like us, we just need to unite! Now we call ourselves the Flag Breakers, and we are supported by everyone who is dissatisfied with the current government. One world! One people!
"Why did you anarchists come here, where there's no authority anyway? Mary, he's a traitor! Let's kill him.
"Kill him." She threw the body at my feet and turned away.
"I came for people like you! Together we can defeat Fisk and make New York truly free.
"So you want to help us?
"You already have.
"We could have fought him off ourselves.
"Maybe. Mary Jane is an excellent fighter, and you seem to have some skills yourself, if you really thought you could kill me.
"I haven't given up on that option yet. I don't like people who are too idealistic.
"You heard me, I was forced to abandon an entire clan here. I don't care what these fanatics believe in if they can help me get revenge. And they can. Now that Mary is with you, we all have a common enemy. Killing each other means helping Fisk solve his problems. In the worst case, we can discuss who betrayed whom later.
"All right, you've convinced me. Why did you even come here?
"Here, take this. We use it to keep in touch. Now let me go. And don't take what's about to happen to heart. America needs to leave the past in the past, not cling to ruins.
Carl handed me a smartphone with a red hand on a black background as the wallpaper, jumped overboard and swam briskly towards his bathyscaphe. A second later, the remains of the Statue of Liberty were blown to pieces by an explosion.
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