Allen, who saw Sherry looking at him with innocent eyes, then stood up.
"Sherry, don't stay up too late, okay? Big brother is going to sleep first with Rena," Allen said with a smile as he gently stroked Sherry's head.
Sherry simply nodded.
"Okay, good night, big brother," she replied, then gave Allen a small kiss on the cheek.
After that, Allen immediately picked Karena up and carried her toward his room. He couldn't wait to enjoy the meet tonight.
Karena could only surrender completely as Allen scooped her up in his powerful arms, her body limp and trembling against his unyielding frame.
She felt a pang of longing for her sisters—Aphrodite and the others—who had always been there to share the burdens of their wild, insatiable lives.
But now, in this moment, she was utterly alone, isolated in her own room with no one to turn to, no one to help her weather the storm that was Allen's insatiable hunger.
She knew deep down that she couldn't endure this onslaught by herself, not when it came to appeasing the massive, throbbing cock that strained against her, or the brutal rhythm of his hips that promised to hammer into her without mercy, like some relentless perpetual motion machine designed solely for her destruction.
And sure enough, just three hours later, the air in her room thickened with the raw symphony of ecstasy and agony—Karena's desperate moans bouncing off the walls as she pleaded with Allen for even a shred of mercy.
Her voice cracked with exhaustion, her body pushed far beyond its limits, but there was no escape from the savage intensity of their coupling.
"Ah! Oh fuck!... All—en! Ouh… slower… oh God… my ass!" Karena screamed, her words fracturing into guttural cries as waves of overwhelming sensation crashed through her. Her belly was swollen grotesquely, bloated like she was heavy with child from the sheer volume of his seed still churning inside her, while her pussy wept copiously, slick trails of Allen's thick cum leaking down her thighs in sticky rivulets.
Yet despite her begs, her body betrayed her, rocking violently back against him, caught in the merciless grip of his dominance. Allen's hips pistoned forward with blistering speed, each powerful thrust slamming into her ass cheeks with a force that made her entire frame jolt, the wet, obscene sounds of flesh meeting flesh filling the room like a primal drumbeat.
Plop!… plop!… plop!…
Meanwhile, in Allen's office, the three pods finally opened. Ada, Rebecca, and Svetlana stepped out, still feeling dizzy. Their bodies surged with raw power—each of them felt like they could crush a bull with a single grip.
But as their vision cleared, they saw Alyssa still sprawled out, unconscious, fast asleep with messy hair and bite marks all over her body. From both her pussy and ass, Allen's 'yogurt' still flowed freely.
"What a monster…" Ada muttered, though in truth, the sight of Alyssa in such a ruined state made her feel a strange arousal.
Rebecca and Svetlana, however, said nothing. Rebecca quickly slipped her bracelet back on, which was lying on Allen's desk.
"Wednesday? Where is Allen right now?" she asked.
"Master Allen is currently in his room with Ms Karena," Wednesday replied.
Hearing that, Rebecca immediately wanted to go after him. But before she left, she ordered Wednesday to shrink the fusion pods. Once minimized, she carefully stored them inside a case.
Ada, fascinated by Allen's technology, briefly considered stealing it—but then shook her head and quickly abandoned the thought.
Svetlana, on the other hand, lifted Alyssa's limp body and carried her off to bed.
Rebecca headed for the door, but as she tried to open it, she accidentally shattered the wooden door with her strength.
"Ahh…"
"Rebecca, maybe try using a little less strength and be more careful," Svetlana said casually while still carrying Alyssa. It seemed Svetlana had quickly adapted to her newfound power—her training hadn't been in vain.
"Ahh, okay," Rebecca muttered, a little embarrassed by her clumsiness.
As they stepped out of the office, the sounds of Karena's moans and pleas for mercy could be heard clearly by the three women. Of course, their hearing had become much sharper after receiving the Super Soldier Serum.
Ada simply bit her lip, then decided to retreat to her own room. She wanted to rest, though with so much energy flowing through her body, she knew sleep wouldn't come easily tonight.
Svetlana just shook her head and carried Alyssa to her room.
But Rebecca… Rebecca had a different thought.
She wanted to join Lupo.
With her newly enhanced strength, she felt confident—she believed she could finally take Allen on and subdue him.
But Rebecca's confidence didn't last long after she joined Karena.
It didn't take much time before she too was begging for mercy as Allen relentlessly pounded her again and again for hours.
"Ah~ have mercy on me! Ough! Fuck!" Rebecca cried out, hoping Lupo would switch places with her—but Lupo had already passed out long ago, her belly swollen just like Rebecca's.
Plop!… plop!… plop!…
"Ahhh… ouhhh…"
They kept going until early morning. By that time, Rebecca had already blacked out from exhaustion, forcing Allen to finally end their intense "workout" for the day.
.....
As Allen was taking a shower and cleaning himself up, he saw Ada cooking in the kitchen while Svetlana was with Sherry watching TV as usual. Sherry had the day off since it was Sunday.
"Morning," Allen greeted them one by one.
"Morning," they replied.
Allen sat down with them while Ada served the food at the dining table. He couldn't stop staring at the two women, who looked even more beautiful than before—especially after their bodies had been enhanced with his custom-made serum. Luckily, Allen had already eaten earlier with Alyssa, Kara, and Rebecca, so his stomach was still full.
Ada and Svetlana noticed where Allen's eyes kept drifting and just shook their heads. Fortunately, the man was someone they actually liked; if it had been anyone else, their corpse would already be rotting away, eaten by the zombie dogs of the Arklay Mountains.
After finishing up with the food, Ada seemed like she was about to leave. Allen, noticing this, stood up and approached her.
"Where are you going?" Allen asked curiously.
"I'm heading somewhere, but I promise I won't be long," Ada answered, resting her hand on Allen's chest and abs.
Allen simply nodded and handed her a bracelet. "Be careful. I hope this will help," he said, as he fastened the nanotech bracelet onto her wrist.
"Thank you," Ada replied. She didn't know exactly what the bracelet could do, but she was certain it was the same one Rebecca wore—and she was sure it would be useful.
After that, Ada kissed Allen passionately, their lips locked in a soft yet heated embrace for several minutes before she finally left the apartment.
....
By midday, Allen was sitting in his office where Spectre (Vladimir Bodrovski) was seated across from him.
"Spectre, I want to give you a task—find a safe route to get us out of this place."
"Yes, sir," Spectre replied without hesitation. His loyalty had grown immensely, especially after being guided by Alex.
"That's all for now. From here on, you only need to follow Lupo's orders. You may go," Allen said, wanting to end the conversation quickly since he didn't want to waste too much time talking with his subordinate.
Spectre simply nodded, then stood up and left the room.
Meanwhile, at Sergei's office, he came across a report stating that Annette had met with Allen several times—and that her daughter was even living in that boy's apartment now.
"Hahaha…" Sergei couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. "Looks like William doesn't realize his woman has been playing behind his back" he felt a little sorry for Wiliam.
Still, Sergei seemed to have another plan involving Annette. With this, he figured he could use her to keep Allen under Umbrella's control. Sergei then pulled out a file. Inside was a list of research candidates soon to be enrolled into Umbrella's Training Institute, and he slipped in the names Annette Birkin and Sherry Birkin.
However, Sergei's scheme would ultimately be in vain—because Allen already had his own plan to fake Annette and Sherry's deaths.
...
Right now, Allen was enjoying his time strolling around, as usual accompanied by Svetlana acting as his bodyguard.
"Allen, do you know a good place to buy weapons?"
"For what? Do you need a new one? I could make you something special, like a lightsaber, an electric gun, or—"
"No…" Svetlana shook her head. She knew Allen's equipment was extremely advanced, more like alien weaponry than anything made by humans. But she was the type who preferred more traditional firearms. Besides, every weapon Allen built had one weakness—EMP—and Svetlana wasn't fond of that flaw.
Allen, seeing her turn down his offer, could only give in. "I think I know the right place," he said, since it also happened to be one of his regular stops.
Before long, Allen was standing in front of a shop called Kendo Gun Shop. Cling! The bell above the door chimed as Allen pushed it open.
"Hey, Robert, how've you been?" Allen greeted the middle-aged man who was busy tidying up his shop.
"Ahhh, Allen, I'm doing just fine," Robert said with a smile. "Looking to order some custom weapon parts again?" He clearly wasn't a stranger to Allen.
"Sorry, buddy, not today. I didn't come to order anything myself. I actually brought along a lady who's interested in picking up quite a few things from you," Allen replied.
Svetlana gave a nod, and Robert, hearing that, just smiled. Deep down, he silently thanked Allen for bringing him a new customer—maybe he should treat Allen to a drink at the bar sometime, Robert thought.
After that, Svetlana ordered several accessories and a few A.K, providing detailed information on how she wanted the weapons customized. Robert, listening to her requests, was impressed—he could immediately tell Svetlana was a true gun enthusiast.
"I've got some of the things you need here, but customizing your weapons will take a few days since I'll have to order some parts from outside, and they're not cheap," Robert explained.
"That's fine. I'll pay you upfront for your work," Svetlana replied, transferring the payment right away.
"Whoa, hold on—the amount you just sent is way too much!" Robert exclaimed, shocked to see that the payment was three times higher than the actual cost of the job.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the quality of the weapons you build is top-notch," Svetlana said firmly.
"Thank you, miss. I promise these will be the best-quality weapons I've ever crafted," Robert assured her.
While Robert and Svetlana continued their conversation, Allen—who was sitting back and relaxing—was approached by a little girl around the same age as Sherry. She came over carrying a cold drink for him.
"Here, big brother, please have this," the girl said sweetly.
"Thank you, Emma," Allen replied, taking the glass. He couldn't help but gaze at the adorable girl, feeling pity for the tragic fate that would eventually befall this family.
.....
That night at the apartment, Allen was helping Sherry with her homework.
Not long after, the doorbell rang—the visitor was Annette.
The moment Sherry saw her mother, she happily shouted, "Mommy!" and ran straight into Annette's arms.
"Ahhh, sweetheart, you haven't been naughty here, have you?" Annette asked warmly.
"Of course not, Mom. I'm a good girl, after all," Sherry replied proudly, puffing out her chest.
"Smart girl. Here, I brought you some snacks as a reward," Annette said, handing her daughter a small bag of treats.
Allen, seeing Annette arrive, greeted her as well.
"How was work? Did you get everything finished?" he asked, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek.
"Yeah, finally everything's wrapped up. I'm planning to take a few days off," Annette answered with a tired but relieved smile.
"That's great. That means I'll have more time to spend with you," Allen replied with a mischievous grin.
Sherry, watching her mom and Allen interacting so closely, simply assumed—innocently—that they were just really good friends.
She had no idea how deep their relationship had already become.
If she ever found out, she would probably be completely shocked.
After spending some time with her daughter, Annette was now sitting and talking with Allen, Svetlana, and Karena. Meanwhile, Rebecca and Alyssa were keeping Sherry busy so the girl wouldn't overhear their conversation.
"So Sergei wants you and Sherry to join Umbrella's training program in the Arklay Mountains," Allen said, his tone carrying a hint of irritation at the man's name.
"What am I supposed to do…?" Annette asked, her voice tinged with unease.
"Don't worry about that. Besides, it looks like your departure schedule lines up perfectly with our plans," Allen replied.
Turning to Svetlana, he asked, "Do you have any contacts who could help forge fake identities?" Truthfully, Allen could've done it himself, but it was much more satisfying to involve his women rather than work alone.
"Yes, I know a few people. Leave it to me," Svetlana answered without hesitation. She was more than happy to help Allen—it made her feel useful to him now.
"Thanks," Allen said with a smile. Then he looked at Karena. "Rena, I'll leave the rest to you—make sure Annette and Sherry stay safe."
"Got it. I've already mapped out a secure escape route for them," Karena replied, sounding excited at the task. Her Black Rose squad had been on break for far too long; it was about time they saw some action again.
"Thank you, Svetlana, Rena. You really are such understanding sisters," Annette said sincerely.
"No problem. You're our sister too, so of course we'll help each other," Karena replied warmly.
Svetlana only nodded, but she couldn't hide her joy at being acknowledged by Annette as family.
Is this the power of family? Why does this feel exactly like a Fast and Furious movie… Allen thought, as his mind wandering off.
"Allen, can we talk alone for a moment? There's something else I want to discuss," Annette said, sounding a little hesitant as she glanced at Allen, Karena, and Svetlana.
Hearing that, Karena and Svetlana immediately stood up.
"Alright, you two can talk first," Karena said.
Allen nodded and looked toward them before turning back to Annette.
"Hm? So what do you want to talk about?" Allen asked curiously as he wrapped an arm around her.
Without saying a word, Annette handed him a pregnancy test. The result clearly showed positive.
"This test is mine, Allen… I—I'm pregnant."
"Is this my child?" Allen asked in a mock-serious tone, clearly amused by Annette's flustered expression.
"Yes… what should I do now? I mean… if you don't want this baby, I can abort it," Annette said anxiously.
If Allen rejected the baby, she might be forced to terminate the pregnancy—even though she really didn't want to. But if he refused to accept her having his child, she would have no choice but to face that reality.
Hearing that, Allen immediately pulled Annette into a tight embrace.
"Don't worry about that. Of course I'm happy about this. And I never want you to even think about aborting our baby."
"Really? You're not angry, right?"
"Of course not, silly. That's my child. Why would I ever think of killing it? And don't forget—you're my woman now. I'll never let you go," Allen said before gently kissing her on the lips.
Tears of joy began to fill Annette's eyes as she heard his words.