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The night was unusually dark for Academy City, what was normally lit up by billboards and street lamps stood dark and grey. It was as comforting as it was unnerving. Quietly he stood in the empty road, a plastic bag filled with sugar free coffee in his hand. The moon looked so much brighter than normal, the gentle and dim light shining down on him. Slowly he heard footsteps behind him. They were weirdly… recognizable. Realization dawned on him. No. No no no no no go away go away go away go away go-
“Accelerator-san? Misaka Mikoto asks to confirm your identity while stating her presence.”
He stood still. No words came out. He hasn’t been alone with a sister in so long. Last order was waiting for him, he needed to go home quickly and forget this happened.
“You have 10 seconds to leave before I kill you.”
“You won’t kill Misaka Mikoto, Misaka Mikoto states confidently.”
“Why’s that?”
Accelerator turned around to give her a menacing glare. That was a mistake, her lifeless eyes were somehow full of determination and… something else… a look he knew and recognized very very well. What was this? Was he feeling scared? From a fucking sister? Pathetic.
“Because you don’t see us as objects anymore, Misaka Mikoto states, clearly showing that she understands you.”
Accelerator turned on his Esper mode and kicked a tiny piece of asphalt off the ground and before the sister could do anything it whizzed past her face faster than a bullet, leaving a small cut on her face.
“I won’t miss next time. Leave.”
“I won’t leave, in fact I…no we came here on purpose to meet with you, Misaka Mikoto states revealing her true intentions.”
A bunch of sisters on cue came out of the shadows. At least a hundred of them were hiding, concealing themselves perfectly. A skill they had no doubt learned from him. None of them had goggles over their eyes, all the blank stares practically burning as they formed a ring around Accelerator.
“DO YOU ALL WANT TO DIE?” Accelerator screamed trying to threaten them.
The sister who originally approached him stepped forward.
“Quite the contrary, in fact, we all want to live states Misaka Mikoto.”
“How can you things be alive? You only exist to get killed by me.”
The sister continues to get closer to Accelerator, step by step. The gentle noise echoing in his ears.
“How can we be killed… if we aren’t alive? Asks Misaka Mikoto.”
Accelerator became completely filled with anger and fear. “Who’s orchestrating this?” He asked, trying to be nonchalant.
Accelerator placed his hand on a street lamp and it began to get torn out of the ground and float up into the air.
He began to laugh, a sound the sisters were all too familiar with started once again.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'VE KILLED YOU THINGS TEN THOUSAND TIMES AND I CAN DO IT TEN THOUSAND MORE.”
The street lamp begins to slam into all the sisters who were standing still. Why aren’t they running? Why aren’t they fighting? Just standing there! He turned his esper mode off and the streetlamp fell to the ground, just barely missing all the clones.
“Uwaaah! You’ve gone soft my dear accelerator! Have you finally realized how shitty you are?! Misaka taunts.”
“Hey! Don’t be mean to him! He makes really tasty food! Misaka Misaka states bubbly with excitement!”
“What.” Accelerator is dumbstruck. What are they all doing here? Last order too? Confusion racked his brain.
The beaten up clones split apart to let the two of them through. Last order bounces up immediately and latches onto his leg. Misaka Worst just standing there with a cocky grin.
Accelerator couldn’t fight now that he knew Last Order was involved.
“We have all come to speak with you. Misaka Mikoto states.”
“Why?” Accelerator asked as he plopped down on a park bench and opened a can of coffee. Trying his best to normalize such a bizarre occurrence.
A single clone sat down next to Accelerator as Misaka Worst and Last Order argued in the background.
“Did you enjoy killing us? Misaka Mikoto asks curiously.”
The clone on the bench stared at him along with all the injured clones who were sitting on the ground in the middle of the street. Everyone had gone silent to hear his answer.
“Hah! Of course I did! Why else would I willingly have taken a part of this whole shit show?”
“Why? Misaka Mikoto asks curiously.”
“It was sooo much fun getting to kill all of you and watch you writhe in pain.”
The clone continues to stare at him as she scooted closer to him inch by inch.
“Why? Misaka Mikoto asks curiously?”
“Because it’s entertaining.” Accelerator scooted further away from the clone.
“Why? Misaka Mikoto asks curiously.”
He throws his empty can of coffee at one of the sisters.
“Stop asking me the same dumb question.” He cracks open another can and begins to sip on it.
“Why? Misaka Mikoto asks curiously.”
“Because it’s annoying.”
“Why? Misaka Mikoto asks curiously.”
Annoyed, Accelerator just grumbled as a response. Misaka Worst who had crept up behind the bench whispered into the pale teens ear.
“Don’t you think you want her to stop because you’ve run out of lies and she’s exposing the real you? Misaka knows she is right.”
He froze.
He couldn’t refute the bitch because she *was* right.
Last Order jumped into his lap.
“It’s ok because I know you’re only lying to protect yourself, Misaka Misaka says knowing your true intentions.”
“I’m not lying!” He crushed the half full can of coffee and stood up, extending his crutch. His dramatic exit was stifled as he hobbled away.
“Hey dumbass! Don’t you realize we’re trying to *help* you? Misaka yells realizing how fucking annoying you are!”
“Help… me? Why the fuck would you do that?”
“Because it’s entertaining, Misaka Mikoto mischievously states as she uses your words against you.”
He rolled his eyes and began to go back home which was only 10 minutes away. A hoard of sisters with Misaka worst, Last order and a particular clone leading them.
“Everyone except Last Order Stop following me.”
“I’m touched that you referred to us as people Misaka Mikoto says while pointing out your blunder.”
Accelerator ignored her and the rest of their comments the whole way back to his apartment. When he got there he only let Last Order inside, who promptly let the sea of Misaka Mikotos into his apartment.
“I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO LET THEM IN!”
“But they really really wanted to come in Misaka Misaka pleads as she tries to get Accelerator to be more understanding.”
This was insane! They were filling his entire apartment. There was probably around 30 of them in total as on the walk there a lot of them had gotten bored or scampered off. Of course Misaka Worst was in there too. The clones began grouping off and overran the entire apartment. There were sisters watching his tv, using his computer, reading his manga, cooking and eating his food, jumping on his bed and all Accelerator could do was stand there.
They were right, he couldn’t kill them anymore. Every time he sees them bleed it feels as if he’s going to vomit. Every time he watches them fall down he feels like he’s going to break down. He dehumanized them on purpose, he had too.
When Accelerator looks in the mirror, he only sees a pale, disgusting monster.
The hyperactive clones filled his apartment with background noise. His Esper time was running low so he couldn’t redirect the sound waves away from him. Misaka Worst’s boisterous laugh rang through his ears. Ever since his Esper abilities were limited the world had become so loud. Accelerator had gotten used to creating silence whenever he wanted, just alone with his thoughts. Frustration filled Accelerator, he felt so powerless around the sisters and now they had gone and barged into his tiny apartment.
Rage, sadness, helplessness, frustration and even loneliness… he felt himself being torn apart, the lid on his bottled emotions had finally burst. Last order watched him as he ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
Desperately, Accelerator tried to muffle his cries but it was useless. His sobs were loud and strangled, his nose started to drip and his face began to hurt. His crumbling facade had finally shattered. Suddenly, a gentle knock on the door startled the teen.
“Accelerator? Are you okay? Misaka Misaka asks concerned and worried for your health.”
Accelerator replied between sobs, his voice torn and cracked. “Go… Go… away…”
Accelerator didn’t come out until 3 hours later. Most of the clones were gone, but Last order, Misaka Worst, and a few sisters remained. They were sitting in front of the bathroom door, patiently waiting for him.
“Scram.” Accelerator whispered in a low, scratchy voice. The dark bags under his eyes were stained red and irritated.
“No, Misaka Mikoto replied.”
“I don’t have the energy to refute you. Just leave me alone.”
“As if I would listen to your shitty face, you self pitying pathetic bitch Misaka responds.”
Accelerator ignored Misaka Worsts' taunts and flopped on his neatly made bed. He didn’t remember making his bed this morning. The bed squeaked as all the clones squeezed into the king sized bed. Tiny hands that he recognized wrapped around his stomach. Truthfully, the boy didn’t mind being touched if it was her.
“If you’re going to be on my fucking bed, take the goggles off.” Looking at the shut eyes and goggles of the girls made him flashback. Their smell, their clothes, their breath, their hair. It all triggered him and left Esper feeling deeply uncomfortable.
Without any word spoken, he heard the thumps of several pairs of goggles hitting the ground.
Several minutes of silence passed.
“Hey… why are you guys being so… nice to me?”
“I don’t know, just a gut feeling. Misaka Mikoto replies.”
“You shouldn’t be… I’m dangerous.”
“No you aren’t. Misaka Mikoto retorts.”
“That’s not true. How could you say that about someone who’s killed you over 10000 times.”
In sync, the hands resting on his back began to move, rubbing and caressing gently.
Accelerator squirmed, unable to resist or move away from the contact. The boy let out shaky gasps. It felt so good but his brain was giving him panic signals.
To Accelerator being touched was never a good thing. Tests, scans, the nurses gloved hand drawing blood. Dazzled hands on his shoulder belonging to some woman who wanted to “try out” Academy Cities strongest. Doctors who prodded him with curiosity, Perverted doctors who groped him with lust. The fading embrace of his mother whose face he forgot, as she dropped him off at the research facility for the last time. Not to mention the warm flesh of the sisters, bright red blood staining his hands and his face. The remnant brain matters.
Being touched like this was completely new, and terrified Accelerator.
More pairs of hands were added, gently rubbing his shoulders and thighs. His chest and stomach were also subjected to the loving torment.
His breath hitched and squeaked. As Accelerator tried to shift away he was promptly nudged back into place. The hands began to slow down. Soon they had come to a stop but remained on Accelerator's thin body. Unable to cope, Accelerator desperately squirmed, trying to find comfort in solidarity. There was no solidarity, he was surrounded by Misaka. Feeling overwhelmed, The teens head began to hurt more and more with every passing minute and the urge to cry got stronger and stronger.
“Please… just leave… I want to be alone.”
“I want to support Accelerator! It would be so mean of me to leave now! Misaka Misaka cried out trying to make her point that she cares about you!”
“You…” Accelerator looked at Last orders worried face.
“You can stay… but the rest of you, especially Worst, have to leave.”
“As if I would ever fucking listen to you Misaka retorts.”
“Begrudgingly, we will leave, Misaka Mikoto says in a disappointed tone..”
An angry glare watched all the Misaka’s leave. Well, all except for one. A single Misaka stayed behind. Accelerator tried to glare at her but blank eyes just stared back which unnerved him.
“Why didn’t you fucking leave?”
“Because I don’t want to, Misaka Mikoto replied, showing her individuality.”
“Yeah! well show it somewhere fucking els-“ Before he could finished berating the clone, Accelerator began coughing violently from straining his voice.
The Sister weaseled his way into his heart by bringing him a can of coffee and a water bottle which he snatched away without a word. The cool water soothed his throat and felt good. Turning his Esper powers on briefly, Accelerator threw the water bottle in the trash.
“Wow you can’t even throw something without your abilities, Misaka observed, knowing how pathetic you are.”
“Shut up.” The Esper mumbled as his head hit the pillow, the can of coffee still in his hand.
Suddenly the bed felt emptier, and Accelerator wanted to kick himself for feeling that way. How on earth could he not be repulsed by the Sisters company.
Looking at the clock, the time read 1:15, the sky was pitch black, except for the bright moon which illuminated Academy City. Turning on his Esper powers once more, the teen used his vectors and pushed down on the light switch, effectively turning the lights off.
It was late, he needed to charge the battery for his aid. He always hated this. It’s so difficult to do anything, even walking or talking, which was why he charged it at night when he was alone. Looking at Last Order's sleeping face, he couldn’t kick her out. Softly, Accelerator pet the little clone's head.
Accelerator took the battery out with shaky hands. It took all of his focus just to hold onto it.
“Mmm… Acce…rator…”
Last Order grabbed onto his sleeve, as if sensing he was moving away from her. This promptly caused Accelerator to drop the battery on the floor. All he could do was stare at it.
“Fuck.” Tears of frustration welled up in his eyes. He felt so useless and vulnerable.
Long arms wrapped around his shoulders.
“Aww does the big strong number 1 Accelerator need some helllppppp~ Misaka taunts.”
Misaka Worst was expecting anything, from a glare to a scream but when he turned and faced her, the clone's heart broke a little bit. Accelerator's lips were pursed, tears welling up in his eyes threatened to pour out. An embarrassed blush was bright against his pale skin. It was honestly hot to someone as Sadistic as Misaka Worst.
“Płë…sė can… m…vê”
His lips were moving, sound was coming out of his mouth, but it barely sounded like words.
With a click of her tongue, Misaka Worst got off the bed and plugged the battery in.
“Fucking pathetic.” The look on his face was driving Misaka Worst insane. So she took the can of coffee that Accelerator's hand had clenched around, not unlike rigor mortis. With a sadistic grin, she opened the can and poured it all over him.
Accelerator looked at Misaka Worst in shock. She got close to his ear and whispered.
“I don’t want you to be angry at anyone but me, direct all of your negative emotions to me. They are mine, you are mine, you are ours. Misaka states, knowing that I am a collection of all of the sisters' negative thoughts and emotions. It’s your actions that directly made me feel this way.”
Before Accelerator could let that sink in, Misaka Worst had already ripped his coffee stained shirt off. A silent scream tried to leave Accelerator's throat.
“Wh-t ar… y_.u do…ing?” Accelerators scratchy throat tried to ask but he got no response. Instead he was only met with a warm tongue on his skin.
It felt weird, it felt gross, it felt unusual, it felt new, it felt hot, it felt good. Her tongue lapped up the pool of coffee on his stomach. Wherever her tongue touched left a trail of fire and saliva. Her cool hands traced along his sides, pressing uncomfortably, erotically. It was so different from the sisters earlier. That felt weird but nice. Like a hug. This felt sensual, like he was being eaten.
Accelerator gasped and threw his arm over his mouth to muffle his gentle cries. Everything was happening so fast he couldn’t keep up. First he was in the convenience store, then he was surrounded by a mob of Sisters, then they came into his apartment, and now his least favorite clone has poured his beloved coffee all over him. Accelerator had never dated anyone before but he was pretty sure it’s not supposed to go this fast.
Before Accelerator could even process what was happening, his whole body was hot. It was a familiar warmth, one that made him shake with disgust. Fuck. No he hated this, like all of his armor was being peeled off layer by layer. If earlier he felt vulnerable, now he felt like a cornered rabbit in front of a lion.
Accelerator hated being aroused. It made him feel like an object. Flashbacks filled his head. The memories of greedy doctors manipulating him, getting him to give them his semen. They didn’t care about him or his feelings, they cared about money. He didn’t know at the time but “required testing” was actually researchers selling his semen to other research labs. Even women who wanted to birth and raise the next most powerful Esper would buy it. It made him feel sick to his stomach.
Misaka Worst got more provocative as she bit Accelerator's oddly pink nipple. His back arched as his legs clenched together. Misaka Worst noticed this reaction and a great idea popped into her head. She placed her hands on his knees, ready to pry his legs open.
Accelerator shrieked “NO-“
Misaka Worst laughed. “No? Why should I listen to your no? Did you ever listen to their “no’s” as you killed them? As you ripped their hair out! As you ruptured their organs! As you tore their limbs off! Why on EARTH would I listen to your “no” when you never listened to ours.”
Accelerator didn’t scream, didn’t fight, didn’t cry for help. He just stared back at Misaka Worst. His eyes looked defeated, almost dead. His teeth were pressed into his lips so hard he almost drew blood. His whole body shook with terror.
Misaka Worst’s eyes widened with shock.
Accelerator had spread his own legs willingly, showing off his half erection showing through his pants.
Misaka Worst grit her teeth, what the fuck was this! It wasn’t supposed to go like this! She wanted to hurt Accelerator, to force him down! She wanted so badly to take control of Accelerator. Sparks began to form as her anger took over her body. Only to be stopped by the least likely person.
“Stop. Misaka Mikoto commands, unwilling to budge.” Her hand was firmly grasped around Misaka Worsts wrist.
Misaka Worst turned her head aggressively to confront the clone.
“What is wrong with you! Out of all the remaining clones it should be you that’s most angry at him! Misaka is confused at the concern you’re showing him.”
Accelerator gave a look to the clone that was just as confused as Misaka Worst was. Why was she being nice? Why did she spare him? What is her goal?
There was a groan from the small lump on the bed. Drowsily, she wiped her eyes and looked at her counterparts.
“Mmmmnnn… why haven’t you told him who you are yet? Misaka Misaka asks, wondering why you would keep such important information secret?”
The sister looked away with a blank face, faking innocence.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Misaka Mikoto stated.”
Accelerator felt so exposed now that Last Order was up. How could he let her see him like this? He couldn’t even focus as he put all of his tired brain power into willing his hard on away.
“Hey Accelerator did you hear her? Fucking dumbass, the clone that saved you was none other than no.10032 Misaka knows you should be fucking grateful.”
Accelerator was too tired to be surprised, but he was never too tired to feel guilt. No. He always felt guilt. No matter where he went or what he did. Like a ball and chain latched onto his ankle.
All three of the clones looked down and saw his full erection straining his pants. In sync they all looked at each other. Accelerator didn’t know if they could communicate telepathically but it seemed like it.
Misaka Worst yanked his pants off while Last Order ran off somewhere. Meanwhile, the blank faced clone was fidgeting with the battery.
“I’ve charged your battery, although it’s probably only enough for 2-3 hours of normal use, Misaka Mikoto states as she puts it back in for you.”
With a small *click* the battery was placed into its slot. Accelerator's shaking decreased significantly once he was able to control his muscles.
“Thanks…” He couldn’t look her in the eye when his penis was out in full display.
“Wow you’ve got a very pretty dick. It’s very pale and pink, Misaka is intrigued by how your pubic hair is also white.”
“Please… don’t look at it that much.”
Accelerators face was beet red. He couldn’t hold in his voice as Misaka Worst teasingly ran her fingers along the shaft. It didn’t help when Misaka’s imouto began licking his neck and ears. His pale dick was practically drooling over just a few touches.
“Woow, You shouldn’t neglect Accelerator Jr. It will get sad, Misaka teased.”
“Shut up…” Misaka Worst could barely hear his retort.
Misaka Worst spat on the Esper fully erect penis. She watched him cringe from the unwanted bodily fluids. Slowly her hands pumped. Accelerator instinctively grabbed Misaka imoutos' sleeve. His legs tried to close on reflex. The evil clone pushed his legs apart further with her free hand and knee. Her wet fingers wound Accelerator up like a jack in the box.
Misaka Worst’s wet mouth closed around the head of Accelerator's cock. Her mouth was so warm and the feeling of her saliva felt so good. With a jolt of his hips and a cracked moan Accelerator came. His semen filled Misaka Worsts mouth. There was so much and it was so thick. Misaka Worst gulped it all down which made the Esper extremely embarrassed.
“You need to jerk off more dumbass. Misaka is confused on how cum could possibly be that thick.”
Embarrassed, Accelerator covered his face with his hands.
“shut up” His voice was barely louder than a whisper.
The two clones looked at each other and the Sister nodded her head.
“Hey let’s do the thing Misaka suggests.”
“Misaka Mikoto agrees.”
What? What thing? With the way Misaka imouto nodded as a response probably meant bad news for him.
Misaka imouto grabbed both of Accelerator's hands and tied them together with the strap of her goggles. When did she even have time to grab that? She placed two fingers on both of his nipples. Misaka Worsts hand was placed firmly around the shaft of his penis. Her other hand was spread across his testicles, with her pinky finger slightly pushed into Accelerator’s asshole.
“What are you both doing?” Accelerator’s voice was shaky with fear and anticipation.
Misaka Worst just gave the teen an evil smile. Her eyes filled with only bad intentions.
“Don’t worry Accelerator, if our calculations are correct it should feel good. Misaka Mikoto states, trying to reassure you.”
“WhaAUUUGHHHHNN!”
Accelerator let out a startled cry as the two clones released electromagnetic waves from their fingers. His whole body felt like it was buzzing, his stomach and thighs twitched uncontrollably. His penis felt like it was on fire. Such an intense type of pleasure, he hated it. It felt like he was being milked, like he couldn’t control his own body. The electro-stimulation was so targeted, like the two clones were actually touching his insides. All throughout his genitals Accelerator felt the electrons moving and twisting and setting him on fire.
His body spasmed on the bed. Unable to control his voice, strained cries and moans were flowing out of him. It hurt, it felt good, Accelerator was too frantic to collect his thoughts. All he knew was that he was close.
Orgasm crashed over him like a tsunami, wrecking his body and his senses. With a wrangled moan, Accelerator shot out cum. He was expecting relief but they kept going. It was too much. Tears started involuntarily leaking out of his eyes as they kept pushing more cum out of him. It wasn’t until the last drop drizzled out until they stopped.
Accelerator's body collapsed, his eyes wide and blown out. His whole body was numb and tingling. Accelerator was a complete and utter wreck, reduced to gasps and broken moans. His stringy white hair clung to his skin. Accelerator tried to ignore the intense throbbing in his penis. To the Esper’s dismay, it was still erect.
Tiny footsteps were getting closer. Quickly, accelerator slipped out of his restraints and threw the covers on top of him. It was the fastest the two clones had ever seen him move. With a creak, Last order opened the bedroom door with different items in her small arms.
“Misaka nee-san! I couldn’t find the items you asked for but I did find this stuff.”
“It’s okay, Misaka Mikoto consoles you, patting your head”
Misaka imouto was indeed giving the girl head pats.
“I had a feeling this virgin wouldn’t have any of that stuff.”
Accelerator closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. Last Order placed the items she collected on the table. Lotion and food preparation gloves. Accelerator looked at them with confusion.
Accelerator has never watched porn. In fact, the facilities have done a very bad job of teaching him Sex Ed. His knowledge was limited to knowing that you are supposed to put the stick in the hole. That’s it.
Last Order ripped the covers off, revealing Accelerator's naked body. An embarrassed squeak left his mouth. Misaka imouto threw the bottle of lotion and gloves to Misaka worst. A generous amount was squeezed onto her gloved hand. Accelerator was so thin yet his ass had quite a substantial amount of meat on it.
Misaka Worst slapped the cold lotion right onto his sensitive hole. She was rewarded with a gaspy squeal.
“F-fuck don’t just do that!” Accelerator complained as he started to shake. He was scared. After that electroshock he had no idea what to expect next. Last order grabbed his hands.
“It’s okay! Misaka Worst won’t hurt you. Misaka Misaka has made sure of it so that you can feel good.”
The only response she got was a squeeze of the hand
The first finger went in. It didn’t hurt or feel good. It just felt… weird. It slowly went further and further in. His chest began rising and falling faster and faster.
Misaka Worst was kneeling at the edge of the bed, slowly thrusting her finger. She was originally worried about fecal matter but remembered Accelerator's diet was exclusively sugar free coffee.
Soon a second finger was inserted into his warm fleshy hole. He let out a startled gasp. It was tight. Too tight.
With her free hand she grabbed his thigh.
“Hey dirtwad, loosen up or else your ass is going to break.”
Accelerator began to panic. Loosen? How? He didn’t have any control over that! It was his stomach doing it on his own. Cries of frustration plagued his throat.
“I can’t…” The number one Esper tried to plead to the sadist.
“Yes you can, Misaka knows you can.”
“I- I can't!” Accelerator started crying from anxiety and fear.
“Okay okay, calm the fuck down. Misaka will teach you. It’s simple. Just try to take a shit and it will open up.”
He didn’t respond with anything more than a gargled groan. He tried pushing but it barely gave.
“Misaka Mikoto will help.” She put her panties on accelerators head and gave an amused look. With one swift motion she climbed on top of Accelerator and started sucking his dick, her wet pussy in full view.
Accelerator tried to look away but curiosity killed the cat. He was entranced. Hesitantly he touched it with his index finger and she flinched. Her mouth felt so warm. Was the inside of her that warm too?
Last order grabbed his finger and placed it against Misaka Imoutos' clit.
“This will make her feel good.” He nodded.
He started rubbing it. The Esper knew what it was but only from textbooks and the like. Her legs shifted a little and pressed further into his hand.
Misaka stopped sucking him for a moment.
“Can you lick me too? Misaka Mikoto asks, wanting can to also feel good.”
Without a word he obliged. They began sucking each other. It was a gentle, comfortable kind of pleasure. Misaka Worst felt him loosen and took the opportunity to start finger fucking him. It still didn’t feel good. Just like a shit going in and out. A third finger, then a fourth. Then she found it. A bulb in his ass, his prostate. Accelerator moaned and then immediately covered his mouth. A nasty grin was on Misaka Worsts face as she ruthlessly attacked his insides. He came straight into Misaka’s mouth.
“Spit it out.”
She swallowed it.
“You’ve had enough fun it’s my turn, Misaka is tired of waiting.”
She took off her shirt and unzipped her pants. With a pull she released her own penis. Why she had one, she didn’t really know. The researchers didn’t know either, maybe it was a bug, maybe it was the sisters' will. It was pretty big. A good couple of inches larger than his own.
Accelerator was too engrossed in Misaka imouto to notice what was going on. His head was clouded, the only thing he could think about was her. She had positioned herself over his penis, facing him. Some few inches above his penis. A bit of her discharge dropped onto the head of his member. He wanted it so bad.
“Listen to me when I TALK” as Misaka Worst said the word “talk” she thrusted the entire thing into his ass at once. Misaka Imouto dropped herself onto Accelerator. Accelerator let out a louder cry than from the electrostimulation. If his neighbors didn’t know he was having sex before, they did now.
It was so hot, it felt so strange. He was being ruthlessly attacked on both ends. Even Last Order who had somehow fallen asleep clutching his arm. He was consumed in Misaka. He came again but they didn’t stop. They just kept thrusting and pleasing themselves as they pretended to listen to him.
So many different positions, so many orgasms that he started to shoot blanks. His entire body felt good.
Then as the sun began to rise, the two of them collapsed on the bed. His muscles ached. They all drifted off to sleep. Somehow, he felt safe in their arms. Even Misaka Worst.
He dreamed, dreamed about the first sister. #00001. The conversation they had.
She brought a gun, goggles and a script. When they met it was awkward. She was completely blank, it was unnerving.
She began reading from the script in a monotonous tone.
“Hello. I am clone #00001. Due to some miscalculations you will have to kill 20000 of us instead of the aforementioned 256. I hope this is not an inconvenience, Misaka Mikoto introduces herself.”
Accelerator cut her off.
“What what?! Why! How the hell am I supposed to do that!”
“There was a miscalculation, instead of being level 5, we are level 3. This raised the number of battles necessary substantially, Misaka explained.”
“Hey before I kill you I have a question. Do you know what it means to be happy? What it means to be sad?”
The clone just stared at him. “I do not understand the question.”
Before he could hear the answer, he was yanked from the dream by another storm of Misaka. Misaka Worst was gone.
They were all standing in a line with Last order standing on a table in front of them.
“Commencing Operation Take care of Accelerator Misaka Misaka Commands!”
All the clones saluted and shouted in a monotone unison.
“Sir yes sir Misaka Mikoto says, reporting back for duty!”
“Good! Now! Group one clean Accelerator! Group two clean the appointment! Group three buy groceries! Finally Group 4 buy as many cans of sugar free black coffee as you can! Misaka Misaka has dismissed you so Go! Go! Go!”
“What the fuck is going on?” Accelerator rubbed his eyes and saw a mass of Misaka Mikoto running around and out of his apartment.
He was lifted out of bed by about 6 clones and dumped into a warm bath. Ahhh it felt so nice and warm. The sisters started cleaning him. Washing his hair, scrubbing his body, even removing the semen in his ass.
“You don't have to do that…”
“It’s ok Accelerator-san, #10032 didn’t turn the memory link off so we saw everything, Misaka Mikoto covers her mouth knowing she has said something she wasn’t supposed too.” The clones all stared at the one clone.
Accelerator's face turned a bright red. They trimmed his nails and toenails, applied face masks and facial creams, and put different hair products into his hair. They even gave him a massage. This was all happening so damn fast but Accelerator knew there was no point in fighting them. His lower back began to hurt from scrubbing.
“Accelerator we cannot remove the… Misaka Mikoto is refusing to say any more.”
“What?”
“Let’s show him, Misaka Mikoto does not want to deliver the bad news. “
With the help of a mirror, they were able to show the writing Misaka Worst had left in permanent marker.
“My Bitch <3 -MW” Accelerator was suddenly not afraid of killing a clone anymore. Actually murder was suddenly not sounding like a bad idea.
He just sighed and sunk down into the water. The Misaka clones just stared at him in the bath. It was so uncomfortable that he stood up and walked out, wrapping a towel around his waist.
They followed him out and even insisted on clothing him. They were disappointed to open up his closet and find tons of the exact same shirt and the exact same pants.
“I can get dressed myself” he tried pushing them away but they were insistent.
He ended up even letting them brush his hair. When he walked into the living room it was completely clean. There was a hot plate of curry on the table with a can of coffee. They pulled out his chair as he sat down and pushed him in. All of the clones were staring at him, waiting for him to take the first bite. It wasn’t anything special but it reminded him of his mother. Warm, comfortable, homely.
“It’s good. Thanks.”
Accelerator took a bite of his curry and looked out the window. The beautiful view of Academy city bustling with people.
For the first time in his life, Accelerator was glad to be alive.