Alrighty, time for another one of the poll winners (yes it took awhile for me to get to them, life's a bitch isn't it). I'm actually really happy this was one of the winners, because I absolutely love the Rolling Buster hentai comics, and would love them even more if they weren't so fucking short XD You've got no idea how close I got to going full How an Eevee gets a Thunderstone and just making a fic adaptation of those comics but where each page is its own chapter (one chapter per robot master basically [No one read How an Eevee gets a Thunderstone. It was my literal first attempt at writing a lemon fanfic, and it's shit]). Anyway, let's get going shall we?
Roll had grown to miss the many powers she'd gained from defeating Sex Queen and her Fetish Masters.
The power she'd felt when she'd had them, the intensity, the feeling of control and the ways she could affect those around her.. It had felt incredible. She'd learned how to cope without them of course.
Rock was always able, and he had helped her through being separated from the powers, just as he had needed to grow used to it back when he'd finished his first battles against the Robot Masters and gotten rid of his own powers.
As good as the power felt, it came with spikes in rage and ferocity, and Rock was more fearful of hurting those he loved than he was fond of being powerful.
The idea of her former powers corrupting her.. Turning her into a new Sex Queen.. She couldn't tolerate that. So she kept her old powers and costumes locked up.
Frankly she may have gone a bit overboard, refusing to use any of her powers or costumes for any length of time, and forced herself to focus on her normal everyday tasks, as she had before the whole incident. Rock could see that doing so was making her a bit bored with things around the house, and tried to make things more fun for her.
After everything they'd done when she got back from her challenges against the Fetish Masters, he couldn't be coy around her anymore, but the risk of intense urges returning to her worried her too much, and she'd begun keeping to herself. It wasn't any kind of harm persay, so Rock and Dr. Light allowed her go about things as she had before, borderline pretending it had never happened.
Slowly, life returned to normal. But of course normalcy was an unstable state for this world, and it was only a matter of time until another wave of Robot Masters came in to attack, Dr. Wily back to old tricks; presumably having only taken so long because he'd spent a few months making aggressive use of the bound and gagged Sex Queen they'd left with him.
It wasn't even a new batch of Robot Masters either, just a series of previous Masters who he'd rebuilt for a new assault. Unfortunately it seemed Dr. Wily was getting smarter these days, and decided to focus his attack on taking out Rock before he could even get a chance to activate his Megaman Armor.
A normal day was mid-way through when the entire house began to shake, Quake Woman forcing powerful tremors through the ground around it as a distraction.
Splash Woman and Flash Man attacked around the sides of the building to draw the attention of the lab's defenses. When Rock was on his way to the machine to have the armor returned to him, he found Pharaoh Man already blocking the path, and when he tried to fight, Gravity Man left him pinned to the floor.
They had him bound and were on their way before anyone could even realize what was happening. Roll grit her teeth in anger as she realized that Rock had been taken for the second time now. She was starting to see how the others felt whenever she was taken.
Roll ran to Dr. Light, hoping his camera had picked up who all was involved this time. In addition to Flash, Pharaoh, Quake, Gravity, and Splash, Centaur Man, Plant Man, Gemini Man, and Vesper Woman had all been seen. Presumably Base would be involved as well because he hardly ever wasn't these days, not to mention how many machines Wily himself would be operating.
"Roll.. I know you haven't been willing to use any of your old abilities," Dr. Light said, "But we still have all of them here. If.. if you used them.."
He didn't even need to bother finishing the sentence. Roll was already on her way to get geared up and leave to rescue her brother. She wouldn't stand for him not being safe, and there was no telling what Dr. Wily wanted with him.
Even the best case scenario was extremely grim, wanting to scrap him for parts so she could make a machine to finally take control of the world.
She brought her own power ups and costumes to the machine that Rock used to become Megaman, left unharmed in the Robot Master's panic to get in, get Rock, and get out.
She activated the machine and stepped inside, closing her eyes and, unlike before, letting her core machinery actually be altered by the machine. Her powers were still sexual in nature, but this time she was a full fledged fighting robot.
Perhaps a super fucking robot in this case; all her costumes compressed into a single armor so she could shift between them at a moment's notice, hopefully shifting between powers without risk. It was only a theory that it would go harmlessly, hence her not trying it up to now, but she felt it was well worth the risk.
Ten robot masters, Base, and Dr. Wily. She had a lot to get done, and there wasn't a moment to waste. Unlike last time though, she had plans for the Robot masters who'd dared cross her and her brother in such a way.
This time, there'd be consequences. She didn't like being cruel, but she could only take so much. She was sure that they wouldn't be too upset by their fates.
She'd make sure of it; even if it meant breaking them in the process.