The Other World (Worm)

The Other World (Worm)

Commission

Themes: F/F, Threesome, Nudity

Summary: Taylor gets transported to another world by an errant piece of tinkertech. She's alone for a while, but not forever.

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It starts, as many stories involving Taylor Hebert do, with The Locker. Though in this case, this Taylor will eventually come to consider the Locker to ultimately have been the best thing that ever happened to her, and that is... less normal.

Really, it starts with another student entirely, one completely disconnected from Taylor save for that they share the same stretch of lockers with one another. A young man finds a tinkertech device on his way to school, and pockets it with the hopes of maybe selling it for some spending money later on. However, it's just big enough that he knows he'll be caught with it if he tries to keep it in his pocket all day long, so he puts it on the top shelf in his locker and goes to class.

Shortly after that, just a couple lockers down from his, Taylor Hebert gets shoved into her own locker, filled as it is with biohazards galore, by one Sophia Hess. Violent bitch that she is, Sophia of course slams the door of Taylor's lock shut with more viciousness than is at all necessary.

This shakes the whole stretch of lockers, and causes the tinkertech device, which had been perched rather precariously on the upper shelf, to fall down, hit the bottom of the aforementioned young man's locker, and start to go off.

As Sophia locks the door to Taylor's locker and she, Emma, and their tagalongs all walk away laughing, the locker containing the tinkertech device shivers ominously before steadily being consumed by a slowly building white light.

Fortunately for everyone else in Winslow, the expanding sphere of energy moves at a glacial space and is noticed before it can trap anyone in their classrooms. The entire High School is rapidly evacuated about ten minutes after the final bell, and no one is caught in it. Well... no one except for Taylor Hebert, that is.

Fortunately for Taylor, the sphere of energy is not lethal, though her complete disappearance will leave people thinking it is for quite some time. Instead of killing her, the tinkertech device transports her somewhere else. Somewhere beyond anyone's reckoning.

Taylor ends up on an alien world, albeit one where it seems like some sort of humanity, or close enough sapient life, has already been there. The incredibly advanced technology she uncovers is unmanned, but still functional, and it seems like it's made for humanoid beings. The language is a little harder to decipher, but she applies herself all the same, for what other choice does she have? Sure, she could just sit down and die... but Taylor hadn't persisted through two years of torturous bullying to give up.

Once she's uncovered most of the technology's functionality, Taylor is actually able to build a rather good life for herself. Time marches on, days turning into weeks and weeks turning into months, and she stops hoping for rescue around the same time that she truly gets comfortable with the circumstances she's found herself in.

It helps that as wild and untamed as the world outside is, the base she's able to hole up in with all of its amenities that she's able to get working overtime goes a long way to keeping her kept in all of the creature comforts she was used to back on Earth. In fact, in a lot of ways, her new life improves upon those creature comforts. Hell, she's even able to use the base's advanced medical technology to give herself something of a makeover, removing all of the things she'd hated about herself and accentuating the things she'd always liked, like her hair and her height.

She didn't want to become some sort of bimbo or anything, despite all of Emma's words, she liked who she was. But that didn't mean Taylor was just going to keep being a lumpy, sad sack of shit when she could do something about it.

Two years into her new life of solitude, Taylor Hebert is comfortable enough that she's taking a day off, relaxing and sunbathing nude on the beach with a drink in hand and a cooler next to her lounge chair.

Which of course is when her world gets a little more complicated as a glowing sphere appears in the air maybe fifty feet or so away from her and dumps a blonde dressed in all white out onto the sand with a yelp.

"Oof!"

Taylor stares, shocked to see anyone after so long alone. For a moment, she forgets she's naked, stupefied by the prospect of social activity after years of solitude.

"Fuck... fucking fuck me. What the shit was that? Why can't I... what's going on?"

The blonde picks herself up and looks around a bit, her face growing confused as she tries to jump in the sand, only to come back down again. It almost looked like she was trying to fly, which is how Taylor finally recognizes her.

"Huh. You're Glory Girl, aren't you?"

It had been a long time since Taylor had been on Earth, to be fair. But Vicky Dallon was something of a local celebrity, being a member of New Wave, the all but failed accountability project unique to Brockton Bay where a group of capes had tried to do away with secret identities and dragged their children into it alongside them. Victoria Dallon, aka Glory Girl.

The blonde looks at her blankly for a moment, before blushing as her eyes slide down Taylor's sculpted, lithe, naked body. Taylor blushes a bit too as she finally realizes she's naked in front of another person. That hasn't been an issue in so long she'd kind of forgot...

"Who are you? Where am I and why can't I use my powers? What the hell is going on here?!"

Vicky's agitation is understandable, so Taylor just shrugs and explains. Maybe it's the nonchalant way she lays everything out for the blonde, maybe it's the complete lack of worry or concern for how Vicky will react, maybe it's the demonstrations... but against all odds, it all works out in the end.

Taylor explains her own circumstances to Vicky, which Vicky recognizes as the Winslow Incident. Vicky explains to Taylor that she'd been in a cape fight when someone hit her with a tinkertech device that worked much the same way, but far faster. Together, they deduce that the Winslow Incident was probably a prototype version of the same device.

From there, Taylor goes on to explain that she's pretty sure they're on another planet, and not another version of Earth but a completely alien world. Hence the fact that Vicky's powers don't work, since everyone knows parahuman abilities don't work in space for some reason.

It could have gone poorly. Vicky is similar to Emma in a lot of ways, and Taylor was anti-social BEFORE getting stuck alone on this world for two years. So yeah, there were a million ways it could have gone that wound up with them killing each other, or in less extreme circumstances, maybe just having to live apart.

But as it turned out, Vicky had Emma beat in one major way... she was good fucking person. And while it quickly became apparent she'd subconsciously been leaning on her power's aura before arriving here, without it she became a lot more... aware of herself. And Taylor, who had no tolerance for anyone's bullshit anymore after years of solitude, was quick to point it out.

Meanwhile, Vicky was like a bright ray of sunshine in Taylor's life. She filled an empty slot that Taylor hadn't even known was empty. The two of them grew closer and closer as Taylor helped Vicky adjust to her new way of life. It seemed more likely that they would be rescued now that Vicky had been hit by this tinkertech. But at the same time, Taylor didn't let either of them get their hopes up. Seeing as powers didn't work here, it was better to live as if neither of them was ever going home.

This ultimately led to them falling into bed with one another. Vicky initiated it, and while Taylor was initially surprised... she wasn't turned off by the idea like she thought she might be. Maybe it was just because they were the only two human beings on the entire planet, but... it was rather easy to wind up sleeping with Vicky. Funnily enough, they both told the other that they were into boys initially. Vicky had only ever been with guys, or rather with one guy, her on-again-off-again boyfriend. Meanwhile, Taylor had only ever found herself attracted to beefcakes.

And yet, take them both away from men and they found an appreciation for the feminine form that couldn't be denied. Plus, it wasn't like there was much else to do aside from each other.

With that, another year passed them both by...

-x-X-x-

"Oooh fuck, Vicky... d-don't stop~"

"Nngh! Like I ever would, Taylor, hehe!"

"Less talking, more licking!"

"Mmph!"

The two young women are fucking on a large bed under an equally large gazebo out on the beach outside of the base. It's really a gorgeous night for it too. The nearby lanterns are lit of course, but they could honestly turn them off and it wouldn't matter. There was no light pollution on this world, meaning that the starry night sky and the full moon of the night were actually incredibly bright and always provided a ton of light each night.

Arching her back, Taylor moans as she pushes Vicky's head between her thighs. The blonde dutifully laps away at her drooling cunt, sucking and slurping at Taylor's pussy lips while she humps her face. At the same time, Vicky has a hand under Taylor's body and two fingers up her ass, pistoning away while her other hand drills away at her own cunt just as aggressively.

This is their life now, really. Rescue isn't coming from the look of things. Not that Taylor ever thought it would, but Vicky had held out hope for a while longer. And that was fair, really. Not only did Vicky have a big family and far more people who cared about her then Taylor ever had, her own teleportation had been much more public than Taylor's had been.

Taylor and Vicky both blush at that, knowing full well what the older heroine is talking about. For Taylor, having THE Miss Militia calling her out for being too horny was... well, embarrassing was a word for it. And she suspects Vicky feels the same, even if her own case of hero worship might not be quite as massive.

Rather than rant at the both of them for all the times she's accidentally wandered in on them going at it however, Hana does something else instead, looking at them both with a suddenly intense look.

"... I want in."

Taylor's jaw drops open, and Vicky chokes on the mouthful of alcohol she'd just drank. Both of them sputter a bit, half-expecting Hana to pull back and reveal she was just joking. But the dark-skinned heroine doesn't do that. She's entirely serious, staring at them both expectantly.

Finally, Taylor and Vicky share a look and based on what they see in one another's drunk eyes, they turn back to Hana and slowly nod.

From there, clothes go flying.

Hana takes the reins, the drunken older woman moving on both Vicky and Taylor at the same time. When she approaches them, neither is quite sure what she's going to do... but she's not at all shy about it, at least when she's this inebriated. She grabs them both by their hair and pulls them in close, kissing first Vicky and then Taylor right on the lips and with plenty of tongue.

Neither of the two younger women are against this though. They kiss Hana right back and watch while she's kissing their lover with bitten lower lips. Finally, the three of them all move together to nearest bedroom so things can escalate in the most obvious direction. No one wants to be left out right now, so they end up in a three-way sixty-nine in short order, forming a circle of sorts in the process.

Vicky's mouth is on Taylor's pussy, Hana's mouth is on Vicky's pussy, and Taylor's mouth is on Hana's. The three drunk females moan as they eat each other out sloppily, none of them particularly skillful at the moment in their current states. But then, they don't have to be skillful, ultimately.

All they have is each other. And sure, for a long time it was just Taylor and Vicky, but now Hana was there too and as far as they were aware, she was there to stay, permanently. So this was definitely better than Taylor and Vicky trying and failing to tiptoe around Hana. Way better. Especially because of how drunk they were.

Using their tongue and fingers on one another, doing what comes naturally, the three drunken women fuck the night away. Bringing one another to orgasm after orgasm, switching up positions here and there, playing around with each other in a variety of different ways.

Taylor has always been relatively flat-chested. Maybe that's why she has a thing for Vicky's tits. Hana's aren't half-bad either, so she enjoys lavishing the dusky-skinned woman's breast with attention, tongue swirling this way and that, teeth nibbling on the teats.

Vicky, meanwhile, likes to see Taylor's O-face. And for the first time in her life, she has the opportunity to see THE Miss Militia's O-face as well. She spends an inordinate amount of time fingering Hana to climax, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm.

Hana, meanwhile, is just happy to be included. She tries to spend time with each of the two younger women equally, and it's almost adorable how she does it. Even as drunk as she is, she's determined not to play favorites, and eager to please them both and show them how much of a helpful lover she can be to them.

The night is long and filled with drinking, lovemaking, and more drinking. It almost seems like it'll never end, but ultimately Hana does pass out as she's prone too, and Taylor and Vicky both follow her into sleep without a care in the world.

-x-X-x-

Needless to say, they wake up the next morning hungover and filled with regrets. Hana especially tries to apologize effusively to Taylor and Vicky, ashamed of her actions. But in the end, they don't just forgive her, they make it clear there's nothing to forgive. Sure, it's a little awkward between them all for a time, but in the end... isn't this better? For all involved, really...

Ultimately, Taylor and Vicky had each other first. There was no denying that fact, and no changing it either. Hana was the interloper, the third arrival. She made sure they knew she understood that though, even as they tried to be more inclusive with her in the time after that fateful night.

All in all, it wasn't exactly perfect. There were still moments where Taylor and Vicky tried to have some time to themselves when Hana was sleeping, only for her to wake up and walk in on them. Of course, now those moments could end with Hana joining in on the fun more often than not.

Still, nothing is perfect, and everything can get messy sometimes. If nothing else... they had each other. And that was enough. It had to be. Because this was looking likely to be the rest of their lives.

-x-X-x-

It's a few months later when it happens. They're on the beach, having some fun in the gazebo bed. Specifically, Vicky is on her back and Taylor is between her legs, eating out the blonde with enthusiastic gusto. Hana is on the bed as well though with them, watching from the side while she touches herself to the scene. Her fingers glide elegantly across her drooling slit and her dark dusky breasts as she bites her lower lip to the pleasurable faces Vicky is making.

The relationship the three of them now have... it works, after a fashion. Hana is the third wheel, and that's undeniable. Fortunately, she's okay with that. She's well aware of the age gap between them and her, and while they're all adults at this point, given how long they've been trapped on the alien world, Hana still accepts that Taylor and Vicky will always be closer.

Still, they're also more than willing to make room for her when she wants to join in, like right now... no alcohol necessary.

In fact, as soon as Taylor is done eating out Vicky, she fully intends to turn around and maybe eat out Hana while Vicky returns the favor for her. Or perhaps Hana will want to eat her out, while Vicky moves to eat Hana out. The possibilities aren't endless, but they are fun to think about.

... However, before Taylor can make Vicky cum and any of those potential options can take place, there's a sudden familiar sound that has all three women jolting up from their positions and whipping their eyes in the direction of the beach.

As before, a sphere of white light appears. Unlike before however, this sphere is one that is level with the ground. Doubly unlike before, this sphere sticks around after a floating drone of some sort drops out of it and begins to pan around and float forward.

"Miss Militia? Miss Militia, do you copy? It's Dragon!"

Taylor's eyes widen as basically the strongest, most powerful Tinker on all of Earth Bet calls out from the drone. Dragon was a legend... she was more than a legend; she was one of the best there was.

Along with Vicky and Hana, Taylor can only stare in stunned silence until the device finally spots them. Any curiosity about whether the thing has cameras on it or not is completely laid to rest in an instant, because the way the drone freezes in shock is almost human in a way. Taylor isn't sure how, but the drone somehow manages to convey embarrassment. Hell, it even flips around after a moment, as if to take its camera off of them.

"A-Apologies! It took us some time to capture the Tinker who sent you all here. And a little while longer than that to force them to admit they hadn't killed you all, but rather transported you somewhere. From there, I was able to reverse engineer their tech so we could come look for you. I just... wasn't expecting to see quite so much of you all."

The embarrassment is palpable in the air for a moment between all four women, but finally, Dragon continues on.

"Miss Militia... Ms. Dallon, Ms. Hebert. Rescue has arrived. But please, before you step through the portal, perhaps see about putting on some clothes..."

It's more than a little embarrassing having to go back to the base just to get their clothes. One would think they would at least be dressed until they got out to the gazebo... but no, why bother? Taylor and Vicky were tanned all over, and they'd all gotten used to seeing every last inch of one another in the end.

Still, it feels almost surreal to be leaving this world behind, especially for Taylor. This place has been her life for years now. If it were still just her, she's not sure she would be willing to go back, to leave it all. But she has Vicky now, and Vicky has a family to get back to. That's why, once they're all decent of course, Taylor and Vicky walk hand in hand, following Hana back to the beach and the portal before them.

Hana steps through first and Taylor and Vicky stand there for a moment, just staring at the portal together. Taylor's reluctance must be obvious, even as she glances back to the base where she's lived for these past few years. After a moment, Vicky gives her a comforting squeeze of the hand. When Taylor turns to her girlfriend, Vicky grins at her.

"I can't wait to introduce you to my family. And you know, if my powers work again back on Earth Bet, it means I can take you flying..."

Taylor blinks at that and then laughs, squeezing Vicky's hand back. Flying did sound nice, honestly. And truth be told, this place never quite felt like home... until Vicky showed up. Even then, this alien world wasn't Taylor's home. Taylor's home was wherever Vicky was.

With her worries assuaged, Taylor gives Vicky a nod. Together, they step into the white sphere that upturned their lives. It's the first time either has done so willingly, but they kind of have to if they want to go back.

And then... they're home.

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