Sprawling out on my well worn slightly falling apart couch that is just a little bit too small for my…six foot two linebacker built like a brick shit house frame…okay it's way too small for my frame, watching Young Justice for who knows how many times.
"You know what'd be fucking cool being a reality warper the likes of which even Wanda Maximoff would ruin her panties because of the sheer power I wield and my ability to go, whenever, wherever I want, and do whatever I want." I hum sadly while having a little power trip in my head where I maybe let go of all my inhibitions and become something monstrous…with somewhat misguided good intentions…while still acting on every perverted fantasy I've ever had.
Letting out a sigh I set my phone down on the back of the couch while pulling a blanket down over top of me and let myself drift off to sleep.
Only to wake up to the smell of hot garbage and to somehow feel cold and damp in what feels like a ninety degrees summer day with an overcast sky.
Looking around the ground made of cracked and pitted asphalt, the wall my back is resting against is made of cinder blocks.
"Well well well, look at we got here boys…a sweet little run away." A woman's voice says in a way that belies her maliciousness, turning my head to the left where the voice came from deeper in the alley where I now notice a turned off neon sign that says something like Chills and Thrills bar.
"Wow, you'd win a Comi-con convention, looking like that or…you're about to star in the best produced porn parody of the DC universes Killer Frost from that Assault on Arkham animated movie, actually now that I look at you…you look almost too beautiful to be real." I say to her even though something cold and hard drops in my stomach knowing that I am so totally fucked.
"I-huh?" Killer Frost asked as she blinked in shock…disgust…surprise? The posey of cold gear wearing dikes look like they either want to laugh at their boss or kill me.
"You-you-you-" Killer Frost's voice is steadily growing in volume as frost starts to form on the asphalt and cinder block walls.
"Yes, I called you beautiful…" I don't even get to finish what I was about to say, as Killer Frost lets out a ragefilled scream…and a volley of extremely sharp icicles blur in my direction.
'I don't want to die.' I mentally scream and I picture Killer Frost's icicles turning into vanilla ice cream and imagine all her further attacks being non harmful ice cream themed attacks.
I blink as I'm blasted by harmless vanilla ice cream…my mouth being filled by the delicious cold substance from it still hanging open, Killer Frost and I both stare into each other's blinking gazes, "Huh?" Both of us intone questioningly.
"Did you?" Both of us start to ask one another and I feel my face burning red and Killer Frost's chills a powdered blue.
Killer Frost rounds on her cronies who are all staring in shock looking between me and their boss with varying expressions, "Don't just stand there you dumb whores, kill him!" Killer Frost snarls and I can't help but frown.
"And here I thought we were both coming to terms with liking each other and wanting to like vanilla ice cream off of each other." I say suggestively and that pulls a snicker out of every dike and attractive woman in the alley other than Killer Frost who spins around to look at me with a feral snarl on her face and she goes to attack me again but this time…Mint Chocolate chip ice cream flies towards me.
"Okay, stop trying to kill me with delicious ice cream, sweetheart if this keeps up I will not be responsible for my actions!' I shout and I notice something, something that makes me sick…Killer Frost's cronies were no longer looking at me, but they were looking at her…with very hungry and unkind looks, that didn't take a mind reader to understand what was going through their heads.
The closest two biggest ugliest looking dikes grab Killer Frost, and she lets out an undignified almost pained sound as her big tits are harshly grabbed, Killer Frost tried to fire off what I assume to be deadly icicles in their faces only to blast than with strawberry ice cream which one licks off of her lips with a sinister smirk on her lips.
"St-stop this Jamie, Blocko…I'll kill you both!" The fear in Killer Frost's voice is unmistakable and so are the laughs of the women surrounding her as her uniform starts to be ripped off of her, feeling disgusted at what is happening and how hard my cock is getting I push myself to my feet.
"Hey, knock it off!" I shout at the woman making them half heartedly look in my direction, just as Killer Frost's nipples become exposed.
One woman swiftly draws a gun and just as she's about to fire it I imagine her turning into a penguin…and bam she turns into a penguin, which makes all but the two dikes playing with Killer Frost's tits and their hands staring to wonder around her curvy body to scream in fear.
"Fucking Stop!" I snarl feeling a bloody rage and swallow thickly as the darker image I had seen in my head of the ones assaulting Killer Frost exploding into bloody gore.
That shut everyone and surprisingly Killer Frost ran over to me…and passed me out of the alley tears streaming down her pretty blood and gore stained face.
"I um…yeah…huh, we've all seen that I made your boss an impotent ice cream maker…turned one of you into a penguin and another two into a Jackson Pollock inspired alley art…do any of you want to continue fucking with me or go back into your shitty little hang out and get drunk or fuck each other…or both I don't judge?" I ask my voice more of a snarl and command than an actual question after my initial shock while I feel almost high at my supposed ability to exert my will over reality, even at I feel the urge to swallow constantly at the acidic burn traveling up my throat while looking at an eyeball that had landed on my left sock covered foot.
I look back up and not a single member of the gang remained out in the alley, kicking my foot out in front of me sending it flying away into the alley as I picture work boots on my feet.
Still looking at them I see dark brown work boots appearing on them out of thin air…blinking I notice blood and gore on my comfy clothes, 'Clean…I want to be clean.' I can't help but mentally chant and notice the blood and gore vanishing into thin air.
Walking out of the alley, 'I'm sure I'm a sight to behold right now…walking around in my pajamas like this…' I express in my head then I think about Killer Frost and realize people probably won't bat an eye at my comfy clothes.
But my hopes are quickly dashed by many furtive glances by the women folk who quickly look away from me when I look toward them…I look down at myself then back up again and notice a gaggle of teenage girls secretly all looking at me with blushing faces then looking away from me while they superstitiously point their phones at me.
Looking down at myself again then back up I notice older…mature women in their twenties also giving me looks…much more obvious and appreciative looks, suddenly I hear a desperate muttering and sobs from an alley I'm about to pass and though gut instinct tells me to keep on steppin' something makes me turn down the alley, finding a sobbing and slightly manic murmuring Killer Frost with different flavored ice cream flowing from her finger tips or a flurry of vanilla ice cream dancing in her palms like a tornado.
I step in something that crackles like glass, and with sheer manic panic Killer Frost looks up at me, her face going from fear to terror to something of a mix of rage and terror as she recklessly charges me, "Bastard, undo what you did to me!" Killer Frost screams as she grabs my shirt and fists her hands in it, tears still pouring down her face.
"Why should I?" I ask her partially considering it…given her sexual assault at the hands of her former gang…but also giving something to a woman that was most likely going to let her cronies rape me, kill me…and probably participating in those things turning her powers into ice cream creation…seems a bit too light of a punishment.
"I-I…" Killer Frost comes up short, trying to come up with a reason.
"You were willing to do terrible things to me for simply being in an alley alone and in my pajamas…why shouldn't I just kill you or…" I let my questioning words trail off suggestively and Killer Frost blanches and she quickly pulls back from me as her stretched out one piece costume starts to slip off of her shoulders.
Seeing an advantage and feeling something sadistic at having the sexy villainess on the back foot I press forwards making her back up against a brick wall, putting my hands on her hips I feel her shivering underneath my palms, leaning in so that my lips are nearly touching her left ear.
"Tell me why I shouldn't do something deplorable to you in this alley and leave you a broken mess?" My voice is more of a husky growl than the seductive whisper I was going for.
Killer Frost begins to tremble noticeably before she seems to gain some kind of confidence, "You-you wouldn't, you…you saved me from…from." Killer Frost's voice cracks but it starts to fill with confidence.
"Maybe it's because I wanted to rape you first and keep you all to myself." The words make me sick even as I speak them to her.
"Liar, I know monsters, I am a monster…you might not be a goody two shoes in tights…hero…which you should totally look into by the way." Killer Frost says confidently a smirk on her powder blue lips, blue eyes filled with cockiness.
"Huh?" I intone curiously and notice Killer Frost's cheeks turning a powdered blue, her hands coming to rest against my abdomen.
"I mean…you could really pull off tights, you'd have to beat off the herd of women flocking to you with sticks." Killer Frost mumbles softly making me cock an eyebrow up in disbelief.
"Thanks for the compliment…but I'm not giving you back your powers to commit murder and mayhem, as cool as that sounds." Killer Frost's angry glare might be more effective if she wasn't feeling up my abdomen or have blushing powdered blue cheeks…and ears.
"How about a deal…you see I'm new around here…in a way I doubt you could truly understand for so many reasons I won't even bother trying to explain, I need a guide and someone to help me settle in and get acclimated…that something you willing to do? In return I'll give you back your abilities."