A Mutant Collector Quest

It takes almost an hour and a half to complete the preliminary tests, leaving me with little time to spare before rushing off to Felicia's house in the jet.

The tests for Susan were incredible, to say the least. Just like her future self, the Invisible Woman, she was able to become Invisible and use Psionic Shield Constructs.

She demonstrated remarkable control, shaping her psionic shields into any forms I asked, even swords and spears.

The most shocking thing is when I asked her to lift herself up by enveloping herself in a psionic bubble. She did it effortlessly, and that too on her first try.

She was definitely more powerful than what her comic counterpart was at the start. Although Susan herself was just excited with all this new, cool stuff she could do.

Then I asked Johnny to do his tests, but first, I told him to wear one of the unstable molecule suits that Susan mentioned.

Johnny was slow to do so, but he still managed to activate his power and ignite his body in flames. Though surprised by his newfound abilities, Johnny was clearly excited, even joking with Dr. Amara about his "hotness".

Finally, it was my turn. While I replicated some of Susan's abilities, like creating a shield, my control and proficiency in it were noticeably less advanced.

Maintaining full Invisibility required intense concentration, and I struggled to shape my constructs with the same precision as Susan.

The doctors and Johnny were puzzled by my powers, as they couldn't be to attributed to the cosmic ray exposure that Susan and Johnny had experienced. There were also a lot of questions about why I have the same powers as Susan.

I explained to them that I didn't know much myself, and that more tests will be needed to find out. Then, I moved on to try my other powers.

I soon realized that my ability wasn't Metal Manipulation but rather Steel Manipulation. And, it was also not as versatile as Magneto's powers; as I couldn't levitate steel or control it like he did. 

Instead, I could only create constructs out of steel, visualizing each component in my mind before bringing it to life.

Despite its limitations, I managed to craft a steel bicycle from a batch of steel, enjoying the process even if it was somewhat limited in application.

My final power, the dark energy surrounding my hand and body, proved to be ultimately useless. Though it looked impressive, resembling a holographic projection, it lacked substance and tangible effects.

Even my machines failed to detect any energy signatures from it, leaving me frustrated and setting it aside for further examination later.

As the doctors continued analyzing mine, Susan's, and Johnny's blood samples, Susan and I reviewed the footage from her room in private to confirm our suspicions.

Susan blushed furiously as we both watched the video, particularly at the sight of her "sex face". She quickly made me promise to delete the video, to which I agreed—although I secretly made backups first.

In the video, after sex, both of our bodies exhibited energy readings, and our brainwaves fluctuated significantly. Susan's energy levels stabilized soon, but mine took a bit longer. 

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when I saw Susan absentmindedly fingering herself in her sleep. She avoided my gaze and turned bright red, even down to her ears.

After watching the footage, Susan stormed off to find Johnny, leaving me with lingering thoughts. However, I had to set those aside for then and focus on getting to Felicia's house.

And that brings me to the present, sitting in the cockpit with Bobbi as my personal driver.

"So, are you using the quinjet to go meet your pet?" Bobbi's voice breaks through my thoughts.

"It's not a quinjet, it's called 'Ghostwing,'" I reply smugly, proud of the name I have chosen.

"Let's ask the S.H.I.E.L.D. guys if this is called a quinjet or not," Bobbi retorts teasingly.

"This jet is completely different from the S.H.I.E.L.D. ones. I just used their designs and parameters as a reference. First of all, this one is completely black, it's bigger, and it even has a full camouflage mode with retro-refractive panel technology, which theirs don't," I explain in detail, defending the uniqueness of Ghostwing.

It is obvious that it would be different because I have incorporated concepts that SHIELD would only utilize in the distant future.

"Sure," Bobbi replies with a disinterested expression.

"And she is not my pet, she's… a friend." I hesitate, trying to correct her earlier comment.

"Sure, a friend," Bobbi repeats, exaggerating the word.

"You don't have any questions for me? … Like where I got these powers?" I try to change the topic, seeking to divert the conversation.

"You will tell me when you are ready," Bobbi says assuredly. "You know I will always be here, waiting," she speaks softly, her gaze fixed ahead.

I glance at her beautiful profile and feel a surge of emotions in my heart.

"I just feel a little left behind ... especially seeing your girlfriend and her brother's powers. I feel like the future battles won't be this simple," Bobbi confesses, frustration evident in her voice.

"Don't worry. You know about the 'Superpower' project. You will never be left behind," I reassure her in a gentle tone, placing my hand over hers.

"Hmm," she acknowledges, nodding slightly, and I don't remove my hand.

But soon, we have reached our destination.

"Well, we have arrived at your 'friend's' house," Bobbi announces, and I look out the window, seeing an area full of Mansions on the outskirts of New York.

We both get up from our seats and head to the back.

"Take care, Bobbi," I say as I open the door of my silver Tesla, which was inside the Ghostwing.

Before I can sit down, Bobbi grabs my shoulder firmly. "If you ignore me again, I will come find you in your own penthouse at the Watson Tower," she warns, her expression serious.

I find her adorable in this moment, and on impulse, I take a step closer, leaning in to claim her rosy lips in a short, sweet kiss.

The kiss catches her off guard, and before she can react angrily, I quickly sit inside the Tesla and drive away without looking back.

Inside the Ghostwing, Bobbi stands stunned, her fingers gently caressing her lips. She shakes her head in annoyance and lifts the jet up, deciding not to test its camouflage in such an urban area.

My silver Tesla zooms by the mansions, and soon I reach the Hardy Mansion.

As I lower my window and give a wave to the camera, the mansion gate opens, and I am allowed to drive in. Parking in the garage, I make my way to the front gate, where I am greeted by a beautiful middle-aged woman.

Anastasia Hardy, a charming 36-year-old woman, is the mother of Felicia Hardy and the founder and CEO of the Hardy Foundation. She is also a fellow board member with me at Oscorp Industries.

"Lucas, my child, thank you for visiting. You must have a talk with Felicia; she hasn't come out of her room since last night," Anastasia says, giving me a tight hug, her big breasts pressing against my chest.

I can definitely tell where Felicia gets her assets from.

"Don't worry, Miss Hardy. She is probably just feeling a bit down. I will cheer her right up," I reassure her.

"It's Ana for you, darling," she says with a charming smile, her hand lingering on my chest.

"Yes, Ana," I reply with a smile of my own, meeting her gaze.

She coughs and takes a step back. "You can go ahead. As I said, she is still in her room."

I nod and ascend the stairs to the first floor of the house, feeling Anastasia's gaze lingering on me until I am out of her sight.

I have known Anastasia for a while now, so I know she is nothing but a harmless flirt.

I approach Felicia's room and knock on the door. "It's me," I call out.

"Oh, Luke, thank God," I hear her voice. "I will open the door, but before that, you have to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you."

Knowing her secret already, I comply easily. "Sure, my eyes are closed," I say, shutting them tightly.

I hear the door open, and then feel Felicia's hand grabbing mine. "Come inside, but don't open your eyes, all right?" she whispers.

"Okay, okay," I agree, allowing her to guide me into the room.

"Sit on my bed," she instructs, leading me to her bed, and I comply.

"Can I open my eyes now?" I ask, amused.

"No!" she replies in a panic. "J-Just ... give me a moment." She takes a deep breath. "After I left your penthouse yesterday, I felt uncomfortable the whole day, especially last night and this morning. I … My body has changed somewhat," she confesses, fear evident in her voice.

"So when you open your eyes, don't freak out… please," Felicia pleads softly.

"Okay," I reply, and slowly, I open my eyes.

Felicia stands before me, and I see the changes she's talking about.

I already knew about her black tail and black cat ears on her head already, but seeing them up close I raise my eyebrows in surprise as she looks even more attractive in person. 

"Kinky," I remark with a smirk.

"Huh?" Felicia looks surprised by my reaction. "These aren't extensions or some kind of toys… It's a real tail and ears," she explains, caressing her moving tail and ears. "Don't you find me ... repulsive?" she asks, her voice filled with insecurity.

"No," I stand up and take her hand, bringing it to my crotch where my little brother is already awake and hard. "I find it incredibly hot!" I admit, pulling her into a hug while running my hand through her soft ears with one hand and feeling her black tail with the other. "I always wanted to fuck a Catgirl for real," I confess in a husky voice. 

Gulp

Felicia now started feeling nervous for a whole another reason.

I gently tug Felicia's hand and guide her to the bed. Taking a seat, I signal for her to kneel in front of me.

As she complies, I pat her head and stroke her soft ears, noticing how they twitch erratically. Her face flushes red, but she bravely unzips my pants and reveals my rock-hard cock!

Felicia gazes at the towering monster before her, feeling like she is in a dream. Just three months ago, if someone had told her she would be kneeling and sucking a guy's enormous member, she would have slapped that person for those absurd claims.

As that person doesn't know Felicia Hardy, the girl who doesn't believe in coming second, the girl who felt no guy was worth her time!

Felicia had firmly believed that to be true, if not for the life-changing incident that occurred three months ago.

***

Three months ago, Felicia had just started her arts major at ESU. She was always the center of attention wherever she went, so although there were many more "celebrities" in her new university, she still did not have any shortage of people hovering around her.

There were some who came for her money, some for her beauty, and some just following the crowd.

Felicia had never bothered with them. Even in school, she was always aloof, feeling the guys to be childish and not mature at all.

It was not that there were no older men lusting after her, she could tell some teachers in school and even some so called seniors in her university ogled at her breasts and ass all the time, but they were all so boring and average.

And there also was no shortage of people asking her out, or making excuses to have a chat with her. She never explicitly told them off, first it would make everything a hassle if she started rejecting everyone, and second she did like the attention!

She had planned to slowly vet people from this crowd and see if there was someone worthy of becoming her first boyfriend.

It was all because of her father's motto of never settling for second best. Her father, John, whom she loved dearly, had left her at an early age, so she treasured every memory of him dearly. 

She would have lived this way if not for her talk with her mother, Anastasia. Felicia had a lot of respect for her mother; raising a child as a single mom while establishing and running the Hardy Foundation was no easy feat.

But one night, her mother came home drunk and had a heart-to-heart chat with her. She told Felicia that their real surname was Hardesky, not Hardy, and her father, John, was an infamous International thief known as Black Cat.

Anastasia revealed that Felicia's father had to turn himself in, but before that, he had handed over all his secret funds and treasures to her. For Felicia's future, her mother fled to the United States to start anew with a new family name, Hardy.

Her mother warned her that although they had been fine for many years, the money they had used in the foundation of their company was illegal, stolen. Then her drunk mother advised her to not be like her, to find a wealthy husband with connections to politicians, so that even if something happened in the future, atleast Felicia herself would be protected.

That talk affected Felicia a lot. The major thing she found out was that her dad was probably still alive somewhere. The other thing was that she had to start interacting with people a lot more from now on.

So that was why, even when it was a bit late at night at the Freshers party, when a senior in the college, Thomas, invited her out to karaoke with his friends, she said yes.

Felicia was smart so she had agreed only after hearing that she was not the only girl there; there were two more girls going with them and they also had only two more guys excluding Thomas, so she reasoned it would be fine. Another thing was that Thomas was the son of a MP, so he was on her list of possible future boyfriends, and hence she accepted the invitation.

"Did you guys know about that Frost girl?"

"Are you talking about Adrienne Frost?"

"No, her younger sister, Emma Frost. I think she is the middle child of the Frost sisters."

"Yeah, so what about her?"

"I heard she didn't even attend the fresher party. She must be thinking she is 'too rich' to be with us."

"Yeah, these high-class girls are all the same. Even when you are in the same college, they will always look down on you."

As Felicia drank a glass of alcohol, the discussion of the two girls beside her started to get more and more radical. She turned her head and wanted to say something, but her mouth didn't open!

Wide-eyed, she tried as much as she could, but now even her neck was moving with extreme difficulty.

"Oh, I think the drug is taking effect," Felicia heard Thomas's voice and saw all five people looking at her.

The girls had mocking and smug smiles on their faces, while the boys were staring at her hungrily.

"Well, girls, fantastic job as always. You will get the money transferred to your account by tomorrow as usual," Thomas spoke, and the girls left the room with happy smiles.

Felicia started to realize that she was in big trouble right now. Even her hands were not moving. If she could just touch her phone, she could call for help.

"You two, go out and keep a lookout," Thomas spoke, looking at the other two guys.

"But Thomas," spoke a guy, lecherously eyeing Felicia's body.

"The first round is mine alone. After that, I will call you both back inside, and then we can all enjoy her," Thomas spoke with an excited smile.

Both guys agreed while licking their lips, and soon the room was just left with Felicia and Thomas.

"You know, from the moment I saw those breasts, I had wanted to fuck them!" Thomas spoke with hunger, eyeing Felicia's body.

Felicia had tears in her eyes. She tried her best to make her body move, but she couldn't!

"Don't bother. This drug is a powerful muscle relaxant. You won't be moving your body for quite some hours, so we will have a long time to ourselves. Let's enjoy the night together," Thomas spoke lasciviously as he unzipped his pants while hovering over her seated body.

Felicia was screaming in her mind, feeling helpless in such a situation. She begged someone to save her from this hell! She didn't want this pervert to touch her!!

Just as all hope seemed lost for Felicia, the door to their private booth was kicked open.

Felicia had the image imprinted in her memories for life.

A red-haired boy entered the room, his face seeming quite angry. Before Thomas could speak, the red-haired boy ran up to him and punched him in the face. Felicia watched Thomas spiral to the floor with that punch, some teeth and blood knocked out of him.

Then, the boy's gaze turned towards her. After taking off his jacket, he draped it over her, and Felicia saw his handsome face up close, with eyes identical to hers.

"Don't worry. I am here. Nothing will happen to you now," the boy spoke to Felicia, his voice making her feel safe.

At that moment, Felicia's heart was beating faster than it ever had. His face, his voice—everything about him seemed to loop in Felicia's mind constantly.

"Uncle George, yeah, I am Lucas. There is an incident at my university that I need your help with … Yes, I understand. So, what happened was …"

At that moment, Felicia connected the dots. This was Lucas Watson, the biggest celebrity not just in the college but in the world! She was really saved by such a big shot!!

The next hours went by in a blur for Felicia. The police were called, lawyers were summoned, her mother arrived as fast as she could, and her mother seemed to know Lucas very well.

Felicia herself was taken to the hospital for medical attention. That day was unforgettable her, not just because she was almost raped, but because she was saved, and by the person who she might have just given her heart to.

Over the next weeks, Felicia tried her best to get closer to Lucas, now even calling him Luke. She was not at all deterred when she heard that he already had a girlfriend, as her father said, "Never settle for second best!" and Lucas was the best.

Truthfully, she loved the idea of stealing him from his girlfriend. It was thrilling. She started to get a taste of why her father was a big thief; maybe it was in her blood.

And after three months of perseverance, she slowly but surely managed to tackle his defences and ended up giving him her chastity on her 18th birthday!

***

So she was not at all averse to getting down on her knees and pleasuring Luke, as she felt he deserved it, especially right now. Accepting her, a cat-like freak, without any hesitation showed why Felicia loved him so dearly.

Felicia took his dick in her hand and started to jerk it slowly, while leaning ahead to take his dick in her mouth. But she was shocked to death as she abruptly heard the door to her room open.

"Do you guys need so—"

I look up and see Anastasia, Felicia's mother, standing there at the door, looking at me, while her daughter is on her knees with my hard cock in her hand!