Unleashing Quake Girl
(ff mf m+f piv oral 1st nc)
Kai's new girlfriend is sexually inhibited - but she also owes her super
powers to her orgasms. Can Kai help her to loosen up and enjoy sex in time to save the world?
I helped her into her pajamas and into bed. I had been right
about the unseen injury: her left side had a bruise that spanned at
least 4 ribs. I brought her some water and her favorite stuffed
animal, and heated up some soup for her. After the third silent
spoonful, just as I was wondering if I should leave her alone, she
told me her secret. "Kai, I'm Quake Girl."
Instantly I knew it was true, and felt like an imbecile for not
figuring it out on my own. They had the same body type, the same
mannerism, and the same laugh. Of course Quake Girl's face was
always covered by those goggles, and she had longer, colorful hair.
In hindsight, I was pretty sure I had seen Quake Girl's boots in
For those of you who aren't from Tucson, Quake Girl had been our
protector for a few years. She never got national attention like
Tire Iron Thom or Sir O. P., but she was much beloved locally for
frequently saving the day. Like most super heroes, she was
inhumanly strong and tough, and could fly. She had a neat
thunderclap move that could knock down a dozen people at a time. But she
was best known for the little earthquakes that always announced her
arrival. They weren't strong enough to do any damage, but they did
drive all the serious scientists out of the University of Arizona's
earth sciences department and replace them with scores of
"My powers started a couple years ago, when Mark and I became
sexually active. It's embarrassing..." she stammered. "My powers are
somehow fueled by sex. By orgasms, really. It might have something
to do with neurotransmitters - dopamine, maybe. Cocaine might work,
too - I don't know. I don't think it would be a good idea to test
that." She waited apprehensively for my reaction.
"No, probably not," I replied reassuringly. "You might knock
down the courthouse chasing a white rabbit." She had clearly been
nervous in telling me her secret; my joke set her at ease.
"So that's how this happened?" I asked. I still hadn't made the
connection yet. My mind was still ablur with the revelation that my
friend was a superhero. "You got hurt stopping a crime?"
Worry crept back into her face. "Well, yeah. I... We... It had
been so long since we'd done it that I was weak. I should have
stayed out of it this time - I know better. I just wasn't thinking
I had no idea what to say. What she was trying not to say, which
came through loud and clear, was that if I had gotten her off last
night, or even if I just hadn't been a monumental asshole, she
wouldn't have been beat up. She had been on her period recently, so
it had been a number of days since we had had sex.