A Changed World (Worm)

A Changed World (Worm)

A/N: A Changed World is a commissioned fic that was originally written in two parts from January to February of 2018. Posting it up now as a one-shot for people to enjoy!

Summary: Mr. Gladly is gushing over Earth Bet's most famous and most powerful Master again, and all Taylor can do is yawn and look at the clock... honestly, she's heard it all before. They all have.

Themes: Reality Warping, Free Use, Breeding

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"Today class, we'll be talking about Meme again. I hope you'll all pay close attention. The greatest Master that Earth Bet has ever known, as well as a national hero of the highest caliber... well, I rather think he's deserving of our respect."

Taylor lets out a sigh as she rolls her eyes at Mr. Gladly's words. Sure, Meme was worthy of respect... but it didn't mean Gladly was. The idiot of a teacher was a pain in the ass, and she could find out more about Meme from PHO or other websites online than she'd ever learn in class. The man was pretty much a fundamental part of the Earth's history now, thanks to all he'd done.

"Now, we only know what we know because Meme left behind several journals, filled with his thoughts and his desires and his plans before he passed away. Unfortunately, not even he was immune to the Endbringers, though he certainly went out with a bang. But we'll get to that in a moment. To start with, let's go over Meme's power."

Ugh. Everyone else was just as bored as she was, she could just tell. Honestly, who didn't know Meme's power? It'd literally changed the entire world and everyone in it, multiple times even. But there Gladly was, rehashing it anyways. The guy was a Meme fanboy, that was for sure.

"Meme is called the greatest Master in the world because his power was global and he needed neither physical contact or line of sight to make it work. In the end, the only reason we know that his changes WERE his, was because of the diaries. Meme's power allowed him to simply snap his fingers and alter the very fabric of all of our lives."

Yep. That was a pretty cool power. Honestly, she kind of wished she'd gotten something like that... instead of bug control. Feeling through her bugs, Taylor is pleased to note that Madison isn't paying any attention to her. Not like the brunette girl can really lob spitballs at Taylor anyways at the moment, not with what they're both doing. Or having done to them, as the case may be.

"From his journals, we know he started out using his power for personal gain. In the beginning, he didn't fully understand how his ability worked, and in testing it, he... well, he had his fun at our expense, didn't he?"

Gladly chuckles here and Taylor valiantly resists the urge to roll her eyes as she glances at the clock on the wall behind him, willing it to go faster. Yeah, Meme had made some selfish changes to the world, and no one was actually unhappy about any of them, but people like Gladly were so stupidly thrilled. It was just plain dumb. Total fanboy, one hundred percent.

"He started by changing the standards of public decency and the like. People suddenly considered their own personal attractiveness, right alongside such things as the weather. Those with beauty, revealed themselves for the world to see, exposing their bodies so we could all appreciate them. And of course, intimacy in public is no longer taboo, so long as its initiated by a man."

Ugh, his tone... Taylor honestly didn't care if anyone wanted to fuck her. After all, she was being fucked right now, right there in the middle of the class. Half the girls, Madison included, were taking a dick of some kind. Madison was actually under the desk she'd originally chosen, bobbing up and down on Greg Veder's dick after the boy had walked up and stolen her seat as he pushed her to her knees.

Taylor at least wasn't stuck on her knees under a desk all period, and thanks to Greg, she wasn't in danger of getting spitballs in her hair either. But then, the big, beefy jock that had pulled her into his lap would have been between her and any attempts from Madison anyways. Sighing, Taylor glances back at the clock again, even as she bounces up and down on beefcake McNoName's cock. She might have bothered to learn it if he was as big downstairs as he was upstairs, but she's learned pretty fast that his muscles were compensating for something, BIG time.

"Of course, we all know Meme wasn't a bad man at heart. No, he was a hero, deep down inside. He proved that to us in the end, didn't he? Of course, before his heroic sacrifice, there was the time in between his first use of his powers and his realization of what exactly he'd done. It was a few months in fact, according to his journal."

Yeah, not to disrespect the hero, but Taylor couldn't help but think that was kind of dumb. How much of a recluse was Meme before everything that happened afterwards? How did he fail to notice his power had systematically changed society, until he decided to go out for some food, only to find people walking around naked and fucking on park benches?

"Still, once he finally understood just how great his power was, Meme used it for all of our sakes. He used it to make our lives better. Each and every one of us is healthier now thanks to Meme's power. Clothing in general is something only used during cold and tumultuous weather. When a man becomes horny, he may satisfy himself on the nearest woman. Rape, outside of fantasy and roleplay, is a thing of the past. And any children that result of such public couplings are taken care of by the government if the parents are unable to do so themselves."

There Gladly went again, making it sound nicer than it really was. To be fair, it was pretty nice. Though Taylor kind of found getting pounded by guys all day a little dull, she didn't exactly mind it. And she did love her daughter with all her heart. Little Hotaru was such a gem. Still, rape wasn't fully a thing of the past. Yes, men no longer could rape women thanks to Meme's changes, but women could still rape women, and could even still rape men.

It was an oversight on Meme's part, but not one that a fanboy like Gladly would ever point out. That was the kind of thing that Taylor had learned from PHO and the internet in general. Sometimes, one just couldn't expect to get all the facts from a classroom. All in all though, rape WAS significantly down across the board, and the change had freed up resources to investigate the few actual rapes that still happened all the more closely. Taylor could at least see the value in that.

"Unfortunately, Meme was lost to us before his time. He could have given us so much more, things like World Peace and the like... but no, we all know what happens to the parahumans who stick their heads up for the rest of us. The Simurgh eventually came for him, as she did for other bright, revolutionary capes. But Meme did not despair. No, he proved a hero to the last."

Well, she couldn't exactly disagree with that. Meme was definitely a hero, no matter what he'd done or changed. Everyone knew that, just like they knew clothing was optional and sex, when a man is horny, was just right and proper. Still, Gladly sure did like to drone. Taylor holds in a sigh, even as the beefcake beneath her reaches up under her shirt to play with her nipples, her chest slightly more developed, ever since she'd begun eating the healthiest of meals, right alongside the rest of the world.

"Meme ordered his people to run and he made one last change to our world. He gave us one last gift and from it, we can infer a simple, yet hope-filled message. Fighting among humans and parahumans alike has dropped off to nil. The last year has been filled with cooperation the world over that Earth Bet has never seen before. Cape deaths have gone down as well, only spiking in Endbringer attacks. Alas, in the end we still lost him."

Here, Gladly looks ready to tear up. Taylor finally does give into the urge, and rolls her eyes as the jock beneath her inexpertly pinches her nipples. The teacher doesn't notice though, lost in remembrance as he is.

"In the end, Meme did more than anyone else ever has against the Endbringers. But one day, I'm confident a parahuman will build on his accomplishment. In his last moments of life, knowing he would die by the Simurgh's hand or live as her puppet, Meme had a shaker launch him at the angelic monstrosity with a bomb strapped to his chest. It was no ordinary bomb though, and while the resulting black hole did not fully kill the Simurgh, she did lose everything below her waist, as well as several of her lower wings. It remains the greatest, permanent damage done to an Endbringer, even to this day, and like much of Meme's history and activity, it gives me hope for the future."

It's about that time that the beefcake beneath her cums. Taylor grunts as he fills her womb with his seed, groaning in her ear all the while. She's pretty sure that the jock isn't actually cumming because of anything Gladly has said, but it is fairly serendipitous timing, as the teacher's lecture, one he gives yearly on the subject of Meme and his accomplishments, comes to an end shortly after.

The bell rings and Taylor is finally allowed to climb off of the jock's lap, his hands helping to lift her up and set her down on semi-unsteady legs. All in all though, Taylor is pretty fit these days. Her healthy eating combined with her self-imposed exercise regimen has given her a runner's body, and she's even noticed Sophia checking her out more than once, the filthy pervert.

Of course, Taylor had heard about the track coach having his fun with the girls on the track team, Sophia included. She'd even stopped by once after school to watch Sophia try to run laps. Every time she'd come around the track, the coach would grab her and force her to the ground, fucking her right then and there. It was pretty fucking cathartic, but Taylor knew Sophia was sizing her up for the track team to alleviate the 'load' so to speak.

And that just wasn't going to happen. Gathering up her books and slinging her backpack over her shoulder, Taylor looks to the back of the room, where the sounds of Madison gagging on Greg's cock are filling the quickly emptying classroom.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Grinning ruefully, Taylor shakes her head. Nah, she's too busy to be stuck fucking after school as well as during school, like the Terrible Trio so frequently are. She's got her own thing to do. After all, Taylor Hebert is an independent hero.

It wasn't that dangerous anymore, being an independent in Brockton Bay. Villains didn't kill these days, and really, they were only still villains because Meme hadn't specified ending villainy, he'd simply made people to focus on the Endbringers above all else. But everyone sort of knew they were in this together. Greg had actually said it well one time, a simple three-word phrase he'd told her was an old internet meme imported from Earth Aleph.

That was where they were at now. The unknown hunk who'd somehow just SHOOED away some ABB members was outright rocking her world, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. She felt utterly bloated too, his seed filling her womb and then OVER-filling her womb... and then going a step beyond that as well.

There was nothing Emma could do but take it though. Nothing she even WANTED to do but taking it. She could practically feel her womb being seeded and impregnated right then and there. So much for the birth control pills her father had her on. They were even rich enough to afford the tinkertech birth control, but at this point, Emma felt almost bone-deep certain that they weren't going to do much against this man.

His cum positively sloshing out of her cunt and onto the pavement below, the hung stud finally stops fucking her long enough to let her catch her breath. By this point she's absolutely ruined, covered in sweat, her designer clothes sticking to her body. With a groan, Emma pulls herself up against the bus stop inner wall as the man's member finally slides out of her.

The sound of the school bus suddenly pulling up behind her startles Emma. Mostly because she knew better than to get to the bus stop anytime after about an hour before the bus was due to arrive these days. They'd seriously fucked for an entire HOUR straight? D-Damn, whoever this guy was, he was fucking GOOD.

Turning around, Emma reaches for her bag and picks it up, even as she takes a real look at the man who'd been fucking her for the first time. Huh... he's incredibly naked. Not against the law or anything, but he kind of looks like a caveman. Heh, he'd certainly used her like one. He was also looking at the school bus instead of her, a strange expression on what she could see of his face beneath his long hair and massive bushy beard.

"Hey... what school does this go to?"

Emma blinks at that and shrugs as she moves to hop on.

"Winslow High, mister. You wanna come with and maybe fuck me some more?"

Even as she says it, Emma is trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. In truth, the red head is torn between getting on the bus or just skipping school to spend the whole day with the hunk and his gigantic dick. She stops at the foot of the stairs leading up into the school bus and turns to look at him expectantly, waiting to hear what he's going to do before making her own decision.

He stares at her for a second, and then stares at the bus. Then, he grins.

"Yeah... yeah that sounds great. Hey, the bus driver is gonna wait a second and the back of the bus is gonna clear out, so you just wait back there for me, alright?"

Emma shrugs and does exactly that. Within minutes, she gets quite a shock when she finds herself riding to school with the hung, naked man sitting beside her... and what looks to be some sort of marble torso and legs of a woman sitting behind him. Having no idea that she's actually riding with the Simurgh's lower half on the way to Winslow High, Emma can't help but marvel at the way the marble is seriously weighing down the back of the bus, almost to the point where it's having trouble avoiding bottoming out.

She doesn't exactly know why the man is lugging it around... but he probably has his reasons. It's not her place to ask, of course.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Blinking, realizing that he's just asked her a question she'd been hoping to hear for a while, Emma straightens up and flashes her brightest smile, excited to get on first name basis with the massive hunk of a man beside her.

"Emma! It's Emma. What's yours?"

It would have been rude to ask before he did after all, but now it was free game. Only, rather than giving her a name, the man just stares blankly for a moment, before glancing away in deep thought.

"... Joe. Joe... Bob. My name... is Joe Bob."

He says it with such conviction. Emma can't help but believe him. Wouldn't be her first choice for a boyfriend's name (n-not that she'd presume to call this unbelievable Sex God her boyfriend or a-anything!) but she could live with it. Leaning in, the young, nubile woman smiles as she cuddles against Joe Bob's side.

"Nice to meet you Joe Bob... you're gonna have a lot of fun at Winslow! Tons of sluts to fuck, hehe! Just don't forget me, your favorite, alright?"

"... Yeah. Winslow... why does that sound familiar? Hm... they got a cafeteria at Winslow, right? Food any good?"

The strange question throws Emma off a bit and she furrows her brow as she considers it.

"I guess the food could be called 'good'... if you'd spent years upon years in some never-ending void without any sustenance, and it was the only option available to you when you got back to actual reality... then yeah, it might be 'good' then."

She said it completely sarcastically, throwing out an outlandish thing that would never ever happen to anyone in reality. So of course, she was a bit surprised that Joe Bob's reaction was to toss his head back and laugh.

"Perfect!"

He was a weird one... but that was okay. Emma was happy to deal with the weird, so long as she got to stay close to that magnificent cock.

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