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Vice Bunker

Chapter 49

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Alan Marris

I paused everything that my main body was doing when I felt a “click.”

The click didn’t come from outside or any of my technologies but something rather deeper inside. It took me a while to realize what it was.

“Aaahhh…” I breathed out with some glee. “It’s time for another summoning.”

After summoning Kali and Harley, I had opted not to summon anymore waifus. A part of this decision had to do with the fact that I could only support up to three waifus and that it would need some time for them to wean themselves off of my power to become their own independent physical selves. 

And that “click” in my soul, my power, was a signal that Kali and Harley’s dependence on my power to exist came to an end and I now had two more slots open for a total of three. 

Well, I could summon more, but one of the reasons why I hadn’t was because… well, Harley.

Waifu Summoning, the power in question, didn’t care about whether or not the waifu in question was sane. Harley, despite how she acted, wasn’t actually sane. The woman will tell anyone that herself if they manage to discover a hint of it and ask her. This meant that the likes of some of the most insane waifus out there were also possible summons. 

And as much as I acted like a tentacle rape monster, I wasn’t into rape or confinement (unless your name was Sophia Hess, my cute maid who likes it in the ass far more than she would ever admit). 

But with the expansion of my bunker to the surface, the establishment of Brockton Bay as more or less my personal fief, keeping the PRT/Protectorate ENE under control, and further expanding out into the snow-capped post-apocalypse Appalachian and Southern Maine, I needed more trustworthy lieutenants. I could trust New Wave and their new pride as “the speaker of the people” to hold the fort in Brockton Bay, which meant that it would be defended. I would still be here; I wasn’t ever going to abandon my bunker without a very good reason.

I needed to discuss this.

I directed my bodies all around the city to find Taylor, Kali, Harley, Victoria, and Amy. Gotta ask the wives if they were fine with me pulling more girls from the aether and all. I found Taylor in her room with Rose, Victoria and Amy in their room with Anna (Vicky’s daughter), Kali in her home-office with our daughter Jeanne in her crib, and Harley working as a psychiatrist with our baby Jennifer already in the care of one of my bodies. 

The first person I asked was Victoria.

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Victoria Dallon

“You want to … have more girls in your harem?” Vicky asked Alan’s clone, and he shook his head. 

“It’s not that I want more women to fuck around with. If I wanted that, then there are probably girls around here who will be happy to join me. No, what I want is someone who can actually fight and will be loyal to me. It just happens to be that they will be girls who will also want to be close to me,” he explained and then cooed at Anna. Their two month old daughter giggled at her dad’s cooing.

Vicky frowned. “And you think it’s necessary to bring these new girls?”

He looked up from Anna and to her and Amy, who was also frowning. “Kind of,” he replied with a shrug. “Brockton Bay is safe as it is, but if I try to grow out there to find more people and expand my … little kingdom, then I would need more lieutenants than the ones I have right now. And none of you girls count.”

Amy raised an eyebrow. “You can be everywhere at once. Why do you even need someone else? This is definitely just an excuse to get more girls,” she drawled while draped over Vicky. 

“You are right that I can be everywhere at once,” I conceded with a nod. “But I can’t focus on all of my bodies. The more bodies I have, the less I can focus on each one of them. I actually don’t even monitor two-thirds of them beyond periodic updates and unusual findings. I’m actually noticing that I’m seeing my ability to multitask efficiently going down as I build more bodies.” Then I paused. “Besides, I don’t want to control every aspect of the society that seems to be intent on latching onto me.”

Amy looked like she was begrudgingly conceding to my point while Vicky…

Her face was blank before she grinned out of nowhere.

“Hey, does that mean that some of your clones were more like toys?”

Ah, she had a revelation about that.

“No,” I told her. “I’m always with you guys.”

That only made her blush and giggle happily. 

“Well, I guess,” she hummed, making Amy look at her in shock. “What? It’s not like he doesn’t have time for us and the kids. Didn’t you notice how he said his efficiency is going down, not that he is losing the ability to multitask?”

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Taylor Hebert

When Alan came to her after she finished feeding Rose about summoning more “waifus,” which was how Kali and Harley came to her world, she found herself … a little upset.

It felt like he was replacing her already now that she was saddled with a kid.

Except she knew that wasn’t true because he was always here whenever she needed him. And sometimes when she didn’t. More often than not, having him around her was a hassle at times because when she needed to replace Rose’s diapers, which was being made by the people who were now free to move and work on the surface, Alan planted her ass on a table and started fucking her. 

Yes, so that little jealousy she felt was … it wasn’t irrational but it was illogical. 

Instead of giving him an immediate response, she told him to come back the day after.

And now it was that day after.

“I want you to summon as many as you can.”

Alan looked surprised, which made his legs break apart into tentacles briefly before he got control over himself again. That was a little tic he had. When he got really shocked, he lost control over maintaining his form.

“You … want me to pull as many as I can… Why?” he asked her. “I’m happy that you aren’t mad at me, but now, I’m confused.”

Taylor smiled. 

“They will be heroes, right? Or if they are not, they will at least be acting on your behalf to keep … disrupting elements away from the city. Like the Cannibals.”

“Yes, they will,” he replied. “Even if I pull an insane woman, it won’t be too hard to get them to work for us because she will naturally be dependent on my power as their source of existence for at least a year, if not more depending on how strong they are.”

She hummed. 

“Then they will be sent out there, which means Brockton Bay won’t lose any cape willing to fight for it.”

“Yes.”

“Good. Then that’s additional protection for Rose, and I will happily accept that.” She paused before smiling coyly. “Besides, it’s not like you don’t give me attention that I want. And I have been in enough orgies to not really care about additional women.”

“Huh.”

She giggled.

“Sometimes, you can be a bit dense. I mean… Really? We’ve been having orgies for a full year now! None of us particularly care if a new girl joins us. I think.” She giggled a bit more before clearing her throat. “But most importantly, Rose will be safer than she was before. And having more aunties to potentially teach her new things won’t hurt.”

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Alan

Kali and Harley were fine with me summoning more women to join us. 

After getting the okays from most, I started my third ever summon, but this time, I decided to summon three waifus at once like Taylor suggested.

They were all waiting outside the “ritual room,” as they dubbed it, to meet the new harem members.

Alone in the room, I took a deep breath in(unnecessary but I did it because I could) and let it out slowly. 

Then I summoned.

Three spots in the room, equidistant from me, each other, and the walls of the room, lit up with a bright rainbow of light that was more white than any color before -.

“... Now this is a situation I never thought I would be in,” a husky voice came forth from the left most spot and a woman in a revealing dark greeen dress that showed off her top and open side for the legs and a white cape that worked with the dress to show off her cleavage right down to her toned upper belly and the flawless light skin from shoulder to shoulder. “I am Manuela, and I demand to know where it is that I am.”

“Great, another haughty woman,” a second voice drawled out as she stepped out of the light. “Is this some sort of new way to call up on ninja services? If so, then I’m Chitose of the Hebijo Clandestine Girls’ Academy at your service.” Oh, and she had a giant cannon in her hands.

Then a third woman walked out. With a white tank top, a green army cap, a pair of short green jeans, a pair of boots, and a single pistol, drawn and ready to fire but pointed down. Unlike the other two, I was familiar with her. 

Eri from Metal Slug.

I cleared my throat, making the three of them turn to me.

“Welcome, ladies, to Earth Bet.”