A Villain's Rise : Part 3

Hypnolynn awoke in warm darkness, and her blonde-haired head was dizzy. What happened to me? She tried to move but was bound tight on her stomach, pressing against the bonds, her breasts strained on the soft rope that kept her still. Hypnolynn struggled and felt liquid drip down her back, realizing she was coated with a warm thick substance that pooled beneath her.

Memories flashed into her brain of the last thing before blacking out, and a fat disgusting customer came in to see her. He claimed to be an up-and-coming villain and wanted to enlist her services. She has the power of hypnosis and can compel the minds and enslave individuals to her will. That is why the degenerates seek out Hypnolynn, and upon hearing the fat oaf give his offer for her to join him, she nodded and used her power to hide the fact she was drugging him a cup of tea to toast their partnership.

I didn't see him switch the glasses. What happened to me?

Hypnolynn had drugged all the losers that came to her and wanted to enslave a lover or, worse degenerate things. The Organ Carvers carried the fools away and paid for the juicy meat bags per pound. The container rattled as Hypnolynn jostled, attempting to undo her bonds, a metal noise, and she was bathed in light as the top was removed. Hypnolynn's eyes focused and realized she was on a large serving platter,  her clothes were gone, and she was lying in what appeared to be a sweet cooking sauce.

"I see you are awake," Thomas grinned at the tanned  Hypnolynn tied like a turkey on the table. Hypnolynn tried to speak, but an apple was strapped to her face. She could only muffle in protest at Thomas's drool beginning to drip off the side of his mouth. "You're probably wondering why your little gift didn't affect me when you seasoned my drink."

Thomas flashed on his arm a power dampener strapped to his wrist. Hypnolynn was confused as to why the fool had a suppression device on him.

"A little bit of brain food I had recently allowed me to modify this device to allow me to be immune to specific abilities at close range. You let your guard down, thinking I was at your mercy and didn't bother to see if you had me trapped, so I switched your drink." Thomas grinned at the panicked Hypnolynn. He stretched his arm out and grabbed a bottle of teriyaki sauce and poured more over her back, and massaged it into the plumb pale buttocks with his elongated fingers gripping the firm flesh of her cheeks.

Does he have stretching powers? That's impossible! The only person in Corplex city with that powerset is... Sandra Stretch. She went missing after escaping from the VCF.

Hypnolynn forced the apple free from her mouth and spit it out, "what did you do with Sandra?" Thomas stopped and looked at his work, preparing the mind enslaver.

"Hmmm, Sandra, you say?" Thomas stretched his fingers, scratching his head and chin. " I do not know who you are talking about, but I did eat a noddle-brained brunette the other week. You didn't know them, did you, Adriana?"

Hypnolynn's face went pale, terror rose from her insides, and tremors flooded over the moistened vixen. Only one person knew her real name. That was her lover and the only person she would never use the mind control ability on.

"You bastard! What did you do!" Hypnolynn shouted, jostling in the pooling sauce. Tears began to stream down her face, and she sobbed, adding salty tears to the mix of teriyaki and terror.

"Ok, since you want to know." Thomas stretched his mouth wide as his maw grew so did Hypnolynn's eyes as she froze in terror. The elongated tongue wrapped around her body and coiled like a snake lifting her off the platter. She dripped on the table as the fat stretchy mouth closed onto the milky body now trapped in the cheeks of her captor. Rubbery distorted teeth chewed on and squeezed her as Thomas played with the maiden inside his jaws. He was sucking on her nude body as if she was a giant candy piece.

Hypnolynn floundered about, coated in saliva before being tossed into the tight throat. It stretched to unimaginable dimensions as her feminine frame was forced down the narrow fleshy tube. A prominent bulge traversed from Thomas's elongated head and bounced into his stomach, and he belched as his head returned to its standard shape. Hypnolynn bounced in the stretchy belly, sinking within the muscles submerging beneath the stomach juices before rising as the organ came back to its normal shape, wrapping around her and closing in.

This isn't happening. A nightmare. This has to be a nightmare.

Hypnolynn tried to steady her nerves, but she was still tied and held in place in the hot insides of Thomas. She cried out in sorrow at her predicament, and thoughts about Sandra bombarded her mind. Thick hands reached against the bulging stomach and rubbed Hypnolynn, and she gasped as they aggressively groped her through the skin sack containing her.

"I will join you! My power is at your disposal, just don't," Hypnolynn screamed as fresh tears flowed down her face. The fate of Sandra was clear, and she loved the villainess but didn't want to join her fate.

"I am glad we could come to an understanding," Thomas beamed. He slapped his hands against his stomach and gripped the trapped villain within the folds of his body. A blue glow filled his eyes, and his belly lit up inside. Hypnolynn screamed and slipped within the meaty folds of Thomas's stomach as his abdomen shrank back to normal and the impression of her face faded into his body.

Thomas rose, put his clothes back on, and walked around the luxury apartment as the knowledge and memories of Hypnolynn were added to his collection. He strutted over to a framed picture on the wall and opened it, revealing a safe. A quick few turns, and the janitor held a briefcase holding a lifetime's worth of wages in his fat hands.

Thomas exited the building, his image censored on the cameras by his modified dampener. No machine saw his presence as he slipped into the street and blended into the crowd. Only the eyes of a figure in shadows watched him weave through the nighttime traffic as the rising villain headed to his home.