Chapter #8Carter's Grasp by: Unknown Kara wakes up slowly with a pounding headache, the last thing she remembers was walking up the stairs and blacking out. Her vision is a little fuzzy and she struggles to see the world around her. She feels something soft underneath her, it’s some sort of fabric. She sits up and rubs her head as her vision slowly come back. Something doesn’t feel right, Kara looks around and notices that everything is dark. Kara’s heart sinks, someone must have kidnapped her. Kara jumps up and tries to fly away but she end up tumbling to the ground. She tries using her heat vision but that doesn’t work either.
“No,” Kara gasps. “My powers, how?”
Kara runs her hands over her body, she can feel that she has her work clothes on but can’t feel any traces off her costume, who ever kidnaped her was after Kara not Supergirl. The world around her starts to shake. Kara is thrown around even hitting the walls. Kara was expecting it to hurt but to her surprise the walls are just as soft as the ground beneath her.
“What the hell is going on here?” Kara gasps.
A loud zipping noise springs to action and travels over Kara’s head, Kara’s heart leaps into her throat as the room flood with light blinding Kara. She struggles to see what’s out there but does see something making it’s way in. Something creeps around her waist, Kara wants to scream but nothing comes out. It’s curls around her body and pins her arms to the side. Kara whimpers as she is slowly raised in the air.
As she is brought out of the prison everything starts to make sense but she doesn’t like the results. She sees that she is in a room that looks to belong to a teenage boy. Kara looks down and sees that the thing curled around her is actually a giant hand and attached to that. Kara shivers as her eyes trail up, the hand belongs to Carter Grant, Cat Grant’s son and he looks more than happy to have his grubby fingers around Kara.
“You’re such a realistic doll.” Carter says as he places his giant finger on Kara’s head gently stroking it. “Someone must have a thing for Mom’s assistant to make you look like her.”
“Thats’ because I am her.” Kara whimpers.
Cater’s smile quickly drops as he is in shock. “You’re real?”
“Yes.” Kara nods. “Carter, you need to help me?”
“What happened to you?” Carter asks.
“I don’t know.” Kara lies, she knows that it was from the alien that pricked her. “Carter please, take me to my sister.”
“This is so cool.” Carter smiles. “I’ve always wanted a tiny person.”
“Carter!” Kara screams.
“What was your name again?” Carter asks.
“K-k-k-kara.” She says shaking, she could tell that Carter had full hands and control over her.
“That right,” He smiles. “It’s such a pretty name, especially for such a pretty girl.”
“Um, thanks.” Kara blushes like crazy, having someone flirt with Kara was always nice but from a thirteen year old boy made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Carter smiles down at Kara and runs his fingers though Kara’s hair, she had tied it in a pony tail before she passed out so Carter smiles and plays with her ponytail. Kara blushes a bit as it does feel nice in a way. Kara bites her bottom lip doing her best to hold back a moan as Carter gently rubs her back too. She doesn’t want to let her moan escape her mouth.
“You like that don’t you?” Carter whispers.
Kara blushes and looks away awkwardly, she doesn’t want to admit to him that she enjoys having a thirteen year old boy giving her a massage with his giant digits even if his fingers are nice and warm.
Kara feels her heart sink as Carter’s finger moves to her front side. His giant digit makes contact with her breasts and gives it a little rub.
“Don’t touch me there!” Kara shouts.
Carter smiles and ignores her, Kara whimpers as Carter brings his thumb into the equation and gives them a gentle squeeze and rub. Kara bites her bottom lip harder. She doesn’t remember the last time she had actually had any fun with anyone in a long time so her urges are rising to the surface. While she wants to enjoy this she doesn’t want to if the person who is giving her pleasure is a thirteen year old boy.
“Stop.” Kara whimpers and moans.
“Why?” Carter giggles. “I can see you are enjoying it as much as me.”
“Stop it now!” Kara screams at the top of her lungs.
Kara feels Carter remove his fingers from her breasts, she instantly regrets what she had just said seeing Carter’s face drop. Kara whimpers expecting the worst response from Carter.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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