Chef’s Harem in Multiverse

[Training place]

The music played in the background.

Alison twirled her way on the center stage and gave a nice sexy turn towards me. Multi-color lights were dazzling on her body and shining right on her and her clothing. It's just awesome. No matter how many times I see her power, it's just unexplainable. It's like witnessing a concert performance of an ethereal goddess in all her glory. She gives justice to the name Dazzler with her performances.

We danced together for God knows how long. I had to put up my best efforts, can't embarrass myself, can I? Not to mention I wanted to make a positive impression on her and do my best without using my op powers.

By the time we ended our performance, I was exhausted beyond anything in recent times. But, she switched to a slow beat and I wanted to go on a bit more. Phew! I wonder, how long has it been since I felt such exhaustion? But, it's not a bad feeling. I feel like a human again, feeling tired after strenuous exercise.

"So," I pulled her in my arms and twirled her along with the slow-dancing tune playing in the background. "How was I? Hope I haven't embarrassed myself too much."

"You were... splendid, Boss. Can't say the same about your singing. But, the dancing and the moves you got game with, you definitely are something," She rested her face on my chest as the two of us slowly swayed along with the music. "Maybe you missed your true calling. Brian, you might have been the greatest rockstar in the world, but look where you are now!"

"You know, I never wanted to be a chef or the leader of all the heroes, maybe a little, but I wanted to be a painter..." I sighed and embraced her warm figure closely.

"Huh?!?" Alison leaned away and looked at my face and a shock evident on her pretty face, "The strongest man on Earth and probably a couple of outer planets wanted to be a painter? You are kidding me, right?" She looked into my eyes and I just smiled a little, "No way! You are serious?"

"Sadly, I am," I sighed, "That was a childhood dream. But situation and fate didn't allow me to pursue what I wanted, so here I am, leading heroes."

"You should definitely go for it if you want to do it that much. It's not like anything is holding you back, yeah?" She pulled back a bit and looked at me while tilting her head, with that cute, dumbfounded look on her face.

"No, nothing's holding me back. But there's a time for everything. When the world is settled, maybe I can sit on the sofa, drawing random pieces, or maybe have my girls pose as models for my painting," I laughed a bit, and we danced slowly once more.

"Is that so?" She closed her eyes as if trying to imagine. "Then I will be the first one to buy your painting. I am sure the first piece would be a collector's item."

"Enough about me, tell me about you. How are you doing lately? I noticed that you are a bit... I don't know, tired?" I asked her, holding her back closely as her warm body pressed up against mine, a perfect fit.

"Nothing you have to worry about, Boss," She stopped and turned off the music, "Let's rest a bit." We walked to the mini bar at one of the corners of the room. She took a seat next to the counter as I moved around behind the bar counter.

"Is he still annoying you?" I asked as I began to make her favorite mojito.

She shrugged and took her phone, browsing through her social media or text messages from the looks of it. There's this weirdo mutant who used to stalk her and call or message her regularly. No matter how much Alison told him off and blocked him, he managed to somehow get in contact and she had to change numbers and profiles multiple times.

So, Storm and Emma beat the shit out of that creep. It turned out to be her high school classmate, who had a crush on her. They dated for a few months before she broke up due to his toxic nature. After graduating, he joined the UN Marine Corps and decided to win her back after she got fame and all. That creep couldn't hold back his urges to bed a superstar. So, things got pretty ugly between the mutants and the military due to that. He tried to transfer the blame to them and acted all chummy in the hopes of using the opportunity to meet up with Alison again. But, the prick ended up in prison for assault and harassment.

"I don't know," She placed the phone down. "There's this weird feeling that someone is keeping an eye on me. I just felt like there's someone nearby."

"What about the guards?" I handed her the mojito which I was proud of, even if I made it.

She took a sip. "They haven't seen anything suspicious... Maybe it's just me having weird thoughts. I must be exhausted after the last tour." She seemed down.

I expanded my cosmic awareness around the training center and a few meters around the neighborhood. If there's a creep following her, I should be able to easily spot him. "Do you know this guy?" I asked and created a mock image of a guy in his 60s, who was flying a drone. He seems like live live-streaming. for Alison. I have no idea about her personal life or much about her past. I only know what I heard from her in the last few years. I only saw his picture, that's all.

"Brian!" Alison coughed violently.

I brought a towel and handed her some water, while patting her back. "Sorry... Is it the scum?"

"No, that's his father. Why the hell are you showing him? Don't tell me..." Alison looked at me.

"Apparently, this guy is flying a drone around this building. A coincidence? You put his son in jail for harassing you, and he just happened to be here, flying a fucking drone," I said, disgusted and appalled.

"What are we going to do?" She looked up at me.

"First, let's go out for a walk and solidify our doubt. Then, we will see where it goes from there."

Alison took a deep breath and calmed down her nerves and mind before walking with me, "Let me change up into something more suitable. It's not like every day you get to go on a date with Mr. Brian. We can hit two birds with one stone." I can sense a hint of joy in her words. She walked toward the changing room and glanced back with a seductive smile before going in.

A signal!

I blinked near the door of the dressing room and leaned on the door. There she was dropping her clothes one by one while humming to the slow beats. She dropped her bra and panties. God! Those boobs and ass just made me go giddy. I want to motorboat her boobs or smack her round and bubbly butt till they ripple like jelly, watching the ripples bounce around her soft, delicate, and beautiful ass, as the asscheeks dance to their rhythm.

Shit! I am hard.

She bend down to pick up her clothes and I saw her pussy and butt hole. That view was fucking divine. God! I had to control my impulses. I want to jump in, but... Damn, you, girl. You are such a tease.

"Like what you see? I thought why not give you that strip tease right now," She put the clothes in the dresser and took out a new set of clothes for the walk. It wasn't fancy but best to go incognito in public or else the public will be all over her. She is a superstar after all. "So, what do you think?"

"Divine," I muttered under my breath and gave an approving smile.

"Ha. Ha." She chuckled and began to change, "You look stunned, are you okay?"

"Your ass is divine."

"Only ass?" She turned toward me, giving me a full view of her front. That slender body, big boobs, clean shaved pubes and all are working to mesmerize my brain and freeze me. I guess no man wouldn't want to have her for the night.

"Your face, lips, boobs, skin, your hair, eyes, even your fingers are divine, gorgeous, and pretty. Your body is what dreams are made of..." My speechless expression turned into a genuine smile as my eyes started to move all over her from head to toe. My little soldier has taken a notice, saluting her for its reverence.

"I won't object if you decide to pounce on me."

"I would very much want to, but now isn't the best time. We got a stalker to catch," I replied watching her dress up.

"You could have just got him given your powers," She pointed out and pulled on her jeans. She looked up at me, a hand on the jean button as if trying to play mind games, or asking why am I waiting.

"I could have, but maybe I want to spend some time with a superstar."

"Oh... Interesting..." She looked at herself in the full-length mirror as she slipped the bra on, her magnificent boobs slipping inside.

I snapped my finger, dressing myself up into my casual attire that is usually worn when I am out in the city, and obviously changed my face into that of a random guy. Once done, we headed out.

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