Because I Am... 1 (Commission) (Patreon)

The ground shattered, the crust of some nameless planetoid breaking apart like an egg as my back slammed into it. My foe didn’t wait for me to recover, both of her fists hitting me in the gut, only for a blast of concentrated nuclear fire from my eyes to her throat broke her assault, my knee coming up and hitting her stomach with such force that the shockwave of the impact hit the surrounding rock like the force of a nuke.

As the viltrumite woman I was fighting stared at me, a fire burning in her eyes, I brought a hand to my mouth, touching the corner of my lip. Glancing down, I saw a bit of blood on my red glove, before turning my gaze back to her.

“All of that effort, for a drop of blood,” I mused, not paying the sudden eruption of magma from where we’d plowed into the continental shelf any mind. Instead, I only smiled softly at her.

“I’ll have you know,” she snarled, bringing her fists up in a guard position, “that when I’m done with you, there won’t be enough of your body left to even consider calling it ‘alive’.”

“Such a flirt,” I teased, before bracing myself and letting out a wordless bellow. What snow and ice was still in my vicinity melted, the rock nearest to me instantly turned to sand, the sheer force of my shout shattering the stones surrounding us, her hands flying to her ears as her balance was shot.

I took advantage, flying to her, and punching her in the chest. Her hand grabbed onto the front of my costume, the fabric tearing as she was sent back with enough force to shatter a mountain from the force of my strike. Glancing down at my now exposed chest, I shrugged it off. I was honestly surprised it had lasted this long without getting damaged as it was.

Despite the severity of this fight, I couldn't help but chuckle. Pushing aside the rush of blood to certain parts of my anatomy caused by the thrill of combat with an opponent I didn't have to hold back against, I lifted my right hand into the air.

“Your move.”

As soon as I said it, the rocks around me began exploding, the blasts sending out a wave of heat that threatened to melt my flesh like snow. Even so, I just grinned, raising both of my arms as if offering a handshake.

The viltrumite woman let out a roar and brought a fist down towards my head. As I deflected the blow with my left arm, I twisted my wrist. It wasn't hard enough to break or dislocate anything, but still, it threw the woman to the side. Turning my head, I concentrated, sending a heat blast far more potent than anything I'd sent so far.

It had both more and less effect than I’d been hoping for. Less, in that it didn’t seem to have much effect on her beyond possibly a sunburn. More, in that the viltrumite bodysuit she’d been wearing was burned away where my eye beams hit, mostly the upper body. This had the pleasant (for me) side effect of rendering the both of us effectively topless.

I couldn’t help it, I took a moment to ogle and admire her tits. Big, full, perky, capped with pink nipples begging to be sucked on…

I shook my head, pushing myself back up. She came after me, a blur of movement as she charged. I jumped up, putting one foot on her chest and taking my time to grab a hold of her hair, pulling her down. Then, I slammed her into the ground, then kicked her once, twice, three times before finally landing a punch in her stomach.

She coughed, dusting herself off, but I wasn't done yet. I kicked her again, then reached down, picking her up by the neck. Her hand flew to my head, grabbing ahold of my scalp. I'm not sure which of us started it, but the next moment, our lips were mashed together, our tongues dueling as my hands tore her leggings off her. Her hand grabbed at my crotch, but I held her firm, my hands leaving her legs and squeezing her breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen against my palms.

Then, suddenly, we broke apart. Her eyes still burned with fiery emotion, but now there was lust as well as anger and hatred.

“How dare you,” she growled, her voice a low, almost husky rumble in her throat. “I am a proud daughter of the Viltrum Empire, you are the offspring of a test tube!”

I grinned, letting my eyes begin to glow with a potential blast of my heat vision, and responded, “Funny thing about that, I did some digging the last few years, after I killed Omni-Man. Turns out that there’s a lot more to my birth than some Compound V.”

A look of confusion spread across her face, her forehead furrowing cutely, but I didn’t let her have the time she needed to realize what I was implying. With a burst of speed that shook the ground beneath us, I flew at her, hooking my arm around her midsection and spinning in a miniature whirlwind before flinging her straight up.

Her glare faltered for a second before she recovered. Then, with a roar, she rushed me. I managed to dodge her first strike, but then she was upon me, a furious assault that drove me back to the ground. I rolled out of the way as she swung a leg at my chest, but she missed, hitting nothing but empty space as she tumbled through the air.

I stood, shaking my head to clear it, and met her gaze again. She was breathing heavily, but still angry, and I had no doubt she wouldn't give up until I'd been defeated. It seemed unlikely to happen, but I couldn't deny it wasn't possible. Either way, it was honestly the hottest thing I'd ever experienced.

It was then that I decided: once I’d finished this fight, I was going to bring her home and make sure that she was good and properly bred. I’d already had a few concubines at home that could show her the ropes, the Maulers being good minions and made a version of Compound V that could be given to human adults letting me pick women without being limited to those with enhanced durability.

A fist to my face interrupted my musings, making my head ring for a moment. I looked up, seeing the viltrumite woman hovering over me, her expression a mixture of lust and rage.

“Well Anissa,” I said, using her name for the first time as I grinned. “I think it’s time we ended the foreplay and get to the main event.”

Before she could verbally respond, I moved, pushing my flight and speed faster than I had this entire fight. Her eyes barely had time to widen in shock before my hand wrapped around her neck, my flight bringing the two of us up through the atmosphere. One of her hands gripped at the one I had around her neck, trying to pry it off, while the other sent a slew of punches at my face, arm, and chest.

I forced myself to ignore her blows, as we left the atmosphere before I picked up speed, slamming her back first into a rust red moon. A plume of dust erupted from our impact and I immediately slid between her legs, the hand not around her neck freeing my cock from the scraps left of my pants before grabbing her right thigh and pushing it to the side.

Having ensured that she wouldn’t be able to try to cut me in half with her legs, I made sure to look her in the eyes as I lined myself up and thrust into her. Her eyes widened in surprise as I pushed my hips forward, sliding deeper inside her, causing her mouth to open in an airless cry and close her eyes. The impact of our bodies colliding ran through my body, punctuated by the feel of her body tensing up as I hit her cervix.

The vibration traveled up my length, making me groan as I began pounding her, the muscles in her thighs contracting as I rammed my cock deep into her cunt. I felt blood beginning to flow back into my member as I continued, and when her eyes opened again, they were all but aglow with a hunger that matched my own.

Her pussy clenched tight around my cock, drawing a grunt from my throat as I pulled back, plunging into her again. Her eyes widened when she realized what I was doing, but her lips curled upward into a smile. She closed her eyes for a moment, moaning as I slammed into her, before opening them once more.

With each thrust into her wet cunt, her tits bounced up and down, enticing me to let go of her thigh, reach out, and grab them, squeezing her nipples between my fingers as I pounded into her. Her eyes became half lidded as I fucked her, her mouth hanging open as she tightened her grip on my wrist, her cheeks flushed pink.

Then she managed to surprise me, twisting her hips and flipping us over, so I was on my back as she straddled me, still impaled on my length. Anissa grinned, gyrating her hips, swirling them in a circle that caused my cock to stir up her insides. My hands moved to her waist, holding her in place as I watched her lick her lips hungrily.

Carefully watching her as she began to bounce on my cock, the moment she closed her eyes, beginning to throw her head back, I moved. Rising up off the lunar surface, I used my grip on her to spin her around, before slipping my arms under her legs and pulling them up. Lacing my fingers together behind her head, I grinned, always happy to get my partner in a full nelson.

Anissa struggled in my grip, her arms and legs flexing with strength that could shatter continents, but I held her firm, my own strength combined with leverage and basic biomechanics keeping her folded in half in my arms. Satisfied that she wasn’t going anywhere, I resumed fucking her.

After a few moments, I felt her body tense up, and she tried to rock her head back as she came. If there was an atmosphere, I was sure she’d be screaming out her orgasm. Instead, all that escaped her lips was a small gasp of air as my cock throbbed inside her, thick ropes of cum shooting into her depths and coating her womb.

I grinned down at the still cumming viltrumite, before I looked up to the stars, taking a moment to figure out which direction Sol was in. Once I’d gotten myself oriented, I rose up off the lunar surface, jetting back towards home, Anissa still on my cock. I’d had sex while flying before, with some of my concubines, though now that the adrenaline was dying down, I had to remind myself that they hated being called that.

Anissa had stopped struggling, even as I picked up speed, the stars shifting in color as I began flying faster than light. Glancing down at her, she met my gaze, her eyes and expression an odd mix of submission, respect, but still with that same fire and ferocity. An explanation would have to wait until we were back somewhere with an atmosphere; in the interim, I savored the tightest cunt I’d ever fucked, while part of my mind thought back to Earth, of my women, my home, and the journey that had made me who I was today.

<<15 Years Ago>>

I took in a breath as I listened to the spokesman hype up the audience of reporters, journalists, and everyone else invited, waiting for my que. Finally, I heard the words signaling for me to make my appearance.

“...newest protector of the Earth, introducing the Homelander!”