Tartarus was hell…literally.
Percy and Annabeth didn't know how long they were there really, could've just been a few days but it felt like ages - Tartarus has that effect.
It also has the effect of changing people, changing things.
Suffice it to say, things weren't really meant to come back out once they've fallen into the black pit, so when Percy Jackson and Anabelle Chase rode the elevator back up from the underworld, through death's doors and then slammed it behind them, something came back with them.
Now at first the crew of the Argos II were just glad to have them back - any change in behavior was chalked up to their harrowing journey through the underworld, and really, Percy and Annabeth weren't THAT different, it was subtle at first really.
The first major difference came in with him and Jason. It was no secret they had a bit of a rivalry despite their friendship, and as boys with too much energy and time on their hands, often manifested itself in competition; sometimes a push-up contest, sometimes arm wrestling, sometimes sparring. Typically the two boys were even matched, Percy winning some, Jason winning some, essentially 50-50. However, ever since Tartarus competition became a little one sided in Percy's favor; the raven haired boy seemed stronger, faster, and more intense than ever. Jason of course took that a bit personally, always grumbling that he got lucky after being dropped on his head again; Frank and Leo found it all rather entertaining, they thought it was good Percy was getting stronger, coming into his natural leadership skills.
Hazel and Piper were a bit more suspicious of the sudden change however, especially since they noticed the ones in Annabeth. Naturally the girls of the crew were close in their own way, and looked out for each other. Annabeth was the oldest of the girls, and the others looked at her as somewhat of a big sister figure due to her intelligence and self-assuredness. Hell, sometimes it looked like Annabeth wore the pants in her relationship with Percy. But ever since their time in the underworld, Hazel and Piper couldn't help but notice a change in their dynamic. Sure Annabeth was still the headstrong, intelligent girl when she was around them or the other, but around Percy, something had shifted.
Perhaps it was the demure, doe eyes she made whenever he was close. Before she just had a pleasant aloofness that they had all grown to love, but now she could barely stand by Percy without looking like she was making goo-goo eyes at the dark haired boy. Then there were the more PHYSICAL aspects that they noticed. When Percy and Annabeth were around each other, they were almost always touching, or rather Percy was touching HER. His hand on her hip, her stomach, and on some more vulgar occasions, her tits and ass. Piper had walked in on them in the galley; the crew all divvied up the cooking responsibilities, and Percy and Annabeth were tasked with cutting veggies for the night's stew. Well Annabeth was cutting, Percy was beside her, PALMING her ass. Percy's fingers sank into Annabeth's pert bubble ass, the kind a volleyball player might have. Percy groped her cheeks over her shorts, which now that Piper thought about it, looked to be shorter and cheekier than she remembered. Percy looked to be having the time of his life, squeezing and feeling Annabeth's slight thickness, cupping his fingers under one cheek and bouncing the ass fat, running his fingers up her ass crack that were currently devouring her shorts. Occasionally Annabeth would make a half hearted effort to bat Percy's feeling hands away, but that would only cause Percy to reprimand her with a sharp slap to the ass, sending the ass flesh jiggling, and Annabeth gasping.
Piper watched slack jawed for probably longer than she should have, surprised by Percy's boldness and Annabeth's meek compliance. Eventually though, Piper cleared her throat, making her presence known.
Percy didn't even attempt to remove his hand from Annabeth's backside, simply looking over his shoulder and smirking.
"Hey Piper. What's up?" He greeted as if he wasn't four fingers deep up Annabeth's ass crack. Annabeth on her end didn't say anything, looking over her shoulder and giving Piper a helpless look, before going back to chopping veggies.
Hazel witnessed something similar, there was only one bathroom on the ship, and Hazel was waiting to wash up. The door was locked, so she waited patiently outside for whoever was using it to finish.
Then she started hearing noises.
Now typically one wouldn't try to eavesdrop on someone's bathroom activities, these were different. Hazel had heightened hearing, so she could hear what sounded like gagging and retching clearly through the door. She thought someone might be sick, but it more sounded like they were choking on something.
"Hruckk…Glackk…Hluckk…. Please Percy- not so rough."
Hazel's eyebrows shot up at the sound of Annabeth's voice. And Percy - he was in there too?"
"Shut the fuck up." Came his voice, confirming Annabeth's plea. Hazel was shocked to here Percy talk to Annabeth so roughly, and even more surprised when Annabeth said nothing in return. In fact, all Hazel heard in return was a squeal from Annabeth, followed by the sound of gagging getting even louder and more intense.
"GRUCKGLACKGRUCKGRUCK…"
When Percy and Annabeth finally left the bathroom, some 15 minutes later, Annabeth was in quite a state: her tank top was hanging on by one shoulder, spit shined on her chin, and the the middle of her shirt where she had apparently been drooling, making a large wet spot; her blonde hair was a wreck, looking as if someone had been YANKING on it, eye bloodshot and misty, and overall a ragged expression on her face.
Percy however looked like a million bucks.
"Bathroom's all yours." He told Hazel with a smirk. All Hazel could do in return was stand there, mouth agape and scandalized. Percy gave Annabeth a smack on the ass to get her going before following behind her.
Perhaps it wasn't either of their business, but Piper and Hazel felt like it was their duty to say something. After all, they were on a mission to save the world here, and they didn't need Percy or Annabeth to be distracted with…whatever was going on with them, and Piper and Hazel, though they'd never admit it to the others or each other, were finding themselves VERY distracted by the pair's antics.
They agreed they'd confront them sooner rather than later, and arrived at their quarters to talk to them about it, but when they went to Percy's room, and then Annabeth's, no one was there.
"You looking for Percy and Annabeth?" Leo had poked his head out of his room, looking at the pair as they stood in the hallway. "I think they're down on the lower level. Percy said they needed to make some repairs in the engine room."
Hazel quirked an eyebrow at that. "At this hour? You didn't think that was a bit strange?"
Leo just shrugged. "They're taking more initiative nowadays. I think it's good."
Piper rolled her eyes. The other still seemed to be so oblivious. The pair descended the stairs to the lower level of the ship, where the engine room, storage rooms, sick bay and stables were located. As they descended the stairs to the lower level, Piper swore she heard something.
Mmph
*CreakCreak*
"Do you hear that?" Piper asked.
"I think so." Hazel responded. They got to the bottom of the stairs and the door to hall, the sounds got even louder.
*CreakCreak*
Mpmphmphhhhh
"Quit your squirming, you lousy slut!"
Hazel and Piper froze momentarily at the clear bark of Percy's voice. The pair looked at each other hesitantly as the sound of the creaking got faster and more feverish, and the sound of muffled groans became more and more distressed. At that moment, they probably should've turned back up the stairs and pretend as if they hadn't heard anything, but SOMETHING pulled at the pair, making them continue on. The "noises" sounded as if they were coming from one of the storage rooms, and as they got closer they could hear the sound of flesh slapping together, and Percy's voice again.
"Dumb blonde bitch." He growled.
*CREAKCREAKCREAKI*
"Useless slut."
*CREAKCREAK-CREAKCREAK
Hazel and Piper REALLY should've turned back, but they kept going, until they were standing right outside the cracked storage room door, and peering inside.
Percy and Annabeth were there of course, but in a way neither of the girls had ever seen them before. Annabeth, the role model the girls had come to look up to, the best fighter on the ship, a girl who had fallen to hell and came back was currently bent over a barrel, getting fucked in the ass.
They were both completely naked - Percy was lording over Annabeth's bent over form, one clamped hand on the back of her neck, one hand covering her mouth, pulling her into his savage thrusts. Annabeth was a tough girl, her Demi-God lineage made her durable, but it looked as if she was struggling to handle Percy's onslaught: her thighs were squeezed together, and her knees buckled so much that she'd wouldn't be standing if it weren't for the barrel and Percy holding her up.
Piper and Hazel watched in dumbstruck awe as Percy worked the blonde over. They had their back to the girls, who watched from just outside the room - they couldn't see Percy's or Annabeth's faces, but his savage grunts and flexing back, her squeals and dripping snatch told them everything they needed to know. Annabeth's arms reached behind her, trying to push back against Percy's stomach to gain a moment of Respite, but Percy wasn't having it. His hands shifted quickly, grabbing Annabeth by her wrists and folding them behind her back with one hand, while the other fisted her signature ponytail like a rein. Now with her mouth uncovered, Annabeth WAILED, a pained moan as Percy used the new leverage to drive into her even harder
Hazel and Piper flinched at her screams. They sounded so desperate, and in any other circumstances, they would've rushed to Annabeth's aide. But the two girls just stood there, and continued to watch appalled, confused, and mesmerized. Piper never noticed how muscular Percy was before, his back muscles, ass, and legs flexing with each thrust. Jason was fit as well, but Percy - well he was something else entirely. Hazel never noticed what true endurance looked like, as Annabeth somehow managed to remain conscious while having the daylights fucked out of her.
"Shit-FUCK…Percy - Percy PLEASE." Annabeth gasped hysterically.
"Shut the fuck up." Percy ordered in a growl, giving Annabeth an extra hard thrust to make his point. "You want the whole boat to know what a fuck-slut you are?"
Annabeth let out a pathetic moan, which earned her a hard slap to the ass. Piper thought that that was a bit counterproductive to trying to keep her quiet. Piper hadn't realized she was leaning forward, trying to see the scene before her better. She was taller than Hazel, and looking over the shorter girl's shoulder, stacked against her back. Hazel was glued in her slightly crouched position, which gave her a line eye view of Percy's heavy swinging balls. Both girls were so enthralled by what they were seeing, they didn't notice themselves tipping forward against the door - even demi-gods were subject to clumsiness.
They couldn't catch themselves once it happened - Piper leaned forward too much, knocking Hazel off balance. The door creaked open, and the girls tumbled inside in a heap.
Percy's reflexes kicked in instantaneously; he unsheathed himself from Annabeth's anal cavity, and spun around, ready for a fight. His eyes widened a bit when he saw that it wasn't a harpy or siren that interrupted his fuck session, but instead-
"Piper? Hazel?" He exclaimed in angry surprise. Piper pushed herself up to her forearms, and looked up, eyes looking directly into the piss slit of Percy still very erect, and angry looking cock. Hazel was doing her best to look anywhere but his cock. Annabeth, no longer supported by Percy, slumped down to her knees and shuddered, body both relieved and missing Percy's rod. She looked over her shoulder at the scene, and her own eyes went wide, mouth fell open, and face burned red.
"Erm…Hi Percy, Annabeth." Piper finally said lamely, able to pry her eyes from Percy's cock long enough to look at his face.
Percy glared down at her, obviously not amused. He didn't say anything, instead he crossed the room over to the girls, his hard cock bouncing as he walked. Without so much as a warning, he reached out with both hands, snatching Hazel by her curls, and Piper by her braids.
"Eep!" Hazel squealed in pain and surprise.
"H-Hey, what are you-" Piper tried, but Percy wasn't hearing any of it. Using their hair as leashes, he dragged the two further into the storage room, dragging them along the floor squirming like he was caveman. He dragged them to the corner, where some boxes sat, and threw them against them like they didn't weigh anything, it was easy to forget how strong Percy was sometimes. The two pushed themselves up to their knees.
"Percy? What the hell?!" Piper said, rubbing her scalp. "You can't just-"
"Shut up." Percy said simply.
"Perc, we-" Piper began. She couldn't get the words out before Percy's palm bounced across her face in an idle slap. Piper's head whipped to the side, and she gasped, in surprise more than anything. It hurt just enough to shut her up, and just enough for her to know that he could do it much, much harder.
Hazel looked at Percy in horror, and was about to say something, but Percy's eyes flashed to her dangerously, making her mouth snap shut.
"You want some too?" He challenged. "I know you're from a time where your fat ass probably got slapped around on the daily, but don't test me.
Hazel's eyes widened, and she looked almost as if she was about to cry. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, before she stammered out. "Y-you think my ass is fat?" more hurt by that than the threat of violence or mention of her past life.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Piper voiced adamantly, though on her knees it didn't have much bite to it She looked over to Annabeth, waiting for her to step in in some capacity, but the blonde just watched from a few feet away, a doe-ish expression on her face - wholly unlike the usual fire she had in her eyes.
"I'll talk to you two any way I fucking please." Percy barked, turning to face Piper again, cock swinging as he turned his hips. "My two 'so called' friends, spying on me."
Piper's attitude died down a bit at that, and she felt a bit contrite. Sure, technically they had been spying on them, she thought, but it was for a good reason. At least that's what she told herself.
"We-"
"We didn't mean to!" Hazel exclaimed, voice sounding watery, and eyes big and innocent. Percy scoffed and gave her a derisive look.
"We were just worried." Piper explained quickly. "You and Annabeth…you've both been so different since coming back from Tartarus. We just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"So you decided to spy on us?" Percy asked, crossing his arms. When Piper said it out loud, it sounded silly, but they really had the best of intentions.
"Percy…" Began Annabeth, speaking up for the first time. She looked at Percy with large eyes and a demure expression. "Maybe we-"
Percy didn't even turn his head, but spoke plainly. "Be quiet."
Immediately Annabeth's mouth snapped closed and her eyes cast themselves to the ground. Hazel nearly gaped at her compliance. Piper frowned a bit, looking between the couple.
"Listen…we'll just go." Piper suggested. "You guys clearly have a…thing going on here - and I'm not judging! Whatever works for you two as long as you're being safe, but, uh - we'll just go-"
Piper ended her rambling by trying to stand, but Percy stepped forward, his raging cock nearly poking her in the eye. He placed a firm hand on her shoulder and kept her on her knees. She looked up at him in confusion, and at the cock that was now hovering right next to her cheek.
"So you think you can come and invade our privacy, and leave without a proper apology." Percy asked, sounding ratchet menacing. Piper swallowed thickly, forcing eyes off his cock to look at his face again,
"We apologized already." She said. Percy just shook his head.
"Words are hardly a proper way of showing you're sorry."
Piper swallowed, and bit her lip, heat blooming in her chest along with anxiety. She forced herself not to ask what he meant, doubting she'd like the answer. Unfortunately Hazel wasn't of the same mindset, as she asked
"Well what is?"
"Move your hands." Percy snapped. "I'm not gonna tell you again."
Percy slapped Piper's hands away, and she put them in her lap, clawing at the denim of her jeans. It was all she could do to hold on, as Percy was using her mouth as a cock holster. Her "proper" apology currently had her nose buried in Percy's coarse pubic hairs, and his prick buried in her throat. She might have had super natural durability, and could hold her breath for extended periods of time, but that didn't make having your throat plugged with a fat dick any more comfortable, and Percy was testing the upper limits of her endurance, having had his cock buried in her esophagus for five minutes.
"HRUCK" Piper wretched loudly, a lance of spit shooting from the corners of her mouth, adding to the collection around Percy's cock and that was staining her tank top and chin.
She had gotten the short end of the stick, since she was the one who put up the biggest stink when Percy spelled out how her and Hazel could make up for their transgression. She had called him some rather rude names, and made the mistake of taking a hostile step towards Percy - he rectified that quickly. Evidence of that with the red hand prints that criss crossed her face, and her shirt that was half torn from Percy dragging her about like she was a toddler. That's almost what she was to him, a toddler. She knew he was the strongest on the ship, but he was able put down Piper's little spark of rebellion with ease; he was starting to take up after his father.
Hazel, who was smart or cowardly depending on who you ask, had the sense to not put up too much of a fight. Maybe it was her old fashioned sensibilities, maybe it was her reading the situation correctly, but for her amenability she was given the privilege of tonguing Percy's taint. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to remove herself from the situation as her tongue lapped back and forth between Percy's nuts and ass.
Piper on the other hand had her eyes wide open, glaring with gag tears at Percy's smug face.
"Seven minutes." Percy noted, almost sounding impressed. Piper gargled around his shaft. The reminder of the time made Piper's endurance suddenly dissipate - she could hold her breath for a long time, but she did need air eventually. Her eyes widened from her glare, into unwillingly pleading eyes. Her throat convulsed as it tried to expel the blockage, a sensation that felt rather good on Percy's end. Panicking, Piper brought her hands up and began to slap and push against his thighs desperately.
"I said no hands!" Percy barked in annoyance.
"Percy, please!" Hazel said, pulling her mouth away from Percy's taint and looking at her struggling friend. "She needs to breathe! And-"
"Get your ass back to work!" Percy ordered over his shoulder, grabbing Hazel by her curls and pressing her nose into his scrotum. Piper continued to slap against Percy's thighs, and the dark haired boy rolled his eyes before finally relenting, easing the pressure on the back of Piper's head, but not fully releasing his grip in her hair. Piper shot her head back, gasping for air, spit running down her mouth and connecting her lips to Percy's dick as she coughed and hacked.
"Are you - *cough* cough* crazy!" Piper managed to get out between coughing fits. Her glare returned in her tear filled bloodshot eyes. "You could've - killed me!"
"MMMMPHHH!" Hazel tried to agree with her tongue slathering Percy's balls from behind. He just gave Piper an amused look.
"You're fine - it's not like you have that many brain cells to lose anyway."
Piper's mouth hung open at the insult, and she snorted a bit, trying to dislodge the large glob of spit that had worked its way into her sinus and was running out of her nose. She didn't have a real retort for that, her charmspeak failing her at the moment, so she just landed on calling him an-
"Asshole."
Percy just snorted a laugh at that. "What, Jason never crammed his cock down your throat when you got too annoying?"
"What - no!" She gasped in indignation. The mention of Jason stung Piper a bit given the circumstances that she just had Percy's cock in her mouth. This wasn't her fault - and it wasn't really cheating. Percy was making her do this, so it was practically fine, she tried to reason to massage her guilt, to failing results." Jason CARES about me! He would never do anything so horrid!"
There was also the matter of Jason's cock not being quite as…substantial as Percy's. She had blown him a few times, and while he wasn't small, he could hardly do as much damage as Percy's bitch breaker.
"Yeah, I figured he didn't have it in him." Percy laughed viscously. "His loss. And what about you Hazy? You and Franky get up to anything interesting?"
"WEMPH-" She said with a mouthful of scrotum
"Don't talk with your mouthful."
Hazel detached her mouth from Percy's nutsack, face running hot in shame.
"Me and Franke, we never…we haven't" Hazel stammered.
"You don't have to answer him.!" Piper urged. Percy gave her an indolent slap across the face. When she tried to punch him, he caught her fist, and gave her another one, sufficiently cowing her for the moment.
"Why am I not surprised?" Percy scoffed, turning slightly to look down at Hazel disdainfully. He reached down and grabbed her by the chin, his fingers digging into her chipmunk like cheeks and forcing her lips to part a bit. He gave her head a shake, like she was a rattle, enjoying the startled expression on her face. "Frank aint got the balls to go past 2nd base I'm guessing. But you - I'm sure you've been around the block. I'm sure your fat chocolate ass of yours was very popular in the French Quarter back in the day - none of the Monsieurs could keep their hands off, right?"
Percy had just been fishing with the comment, but by the way Hazel's eyes widened, he knew there was some truth to it.
This wasn't Percy, not the one Piper had shared battles and laughs with. This was something that crawled out of the depth of the underworld, something primal and viscous, unaffected by Piper's charmspeak or empath abilities. It was uncharted territory and her she and Hazel were stranded
And Annabeth - the brave inspiration that Piper considered one of her closest friends, where was she during all of this?
Well, she was in the corner, three fingers deep in her own cunt. At first when Percy first started to work the two girls over, they had looked over to Annabeth, hoping she'd break whatever had her in a spell and help them.
But she didn't: Not when Percy slapped them around, and dragged them by their hair. Not when Percy punched Piper in the stomach, then spit in her open gasping mouth. Not when he forced Hazel's face to the ground and made her twerk against his cock. This wasn't the brave, loyal and strong willed Annabeth. This was a masochist slut who was finger fucking herself to their degrading treatment.
Percy smiled at Hazel evilly, and the dark skinned girl flinched. Without a word, he grabbed her with both hands, manhandling her to his whim. She let out a squeak of protest, and tried to fight him, but she stood no real chance.
"Hey!" Piper exclaimed, trying to get to her feet. "Leave her alone-"
Before she could fully even stand, Piper felt an arm wrap around her neck - Annabeth's arm. She hadn't even heard her move. Annabeth wrapped the crook of her elbow under Piper's chin, and squeezed - Annabeth was the strongest girl Piper knew, so even a slight flex of her arm constricted Piper's airway and blood flow to her brain. Piper's hands went to Annabeth's arm, trying to pry it off to no avail.
"Don't disturb them." Annabeth purred into Piper's ear, causing Piper to shiver. "Just watch."
And watch she did as Percy wrestled Hazel into place, pushing her down onto her stomach and pinning her head to the ground while he sat on her thighs. Hazel clawed at the ground as Percy lifted his free hand, and brought it crashing down against her fat bubbly ass with a loud WHAP. Percy snickered to himself as he watched it jiggle in her pants, before doing it again, and then again.
"Let her go!" Piper cried, still struggling in Annabeth's grasp. She felt useless, less than useless, just like she did back home.
"You should be more concerned about yourself." Annabeth warned her, as the blonde's own free hand groped one Piper's tits over her stretched shirt. Piper gasped, and struggled harder, but she wasn't going anywhere - Annabeth was free to grab, pinch and slap her breasts as she pleased.
"Annabeth- please." Piper urged, just as Annabeth had ripped the front of Piper's shirt completely, the Native girl's tits spilling out. Annabeth gave one of Piper's nipples a flick with her fingers, then a sharp tug. Piper couldn't hide her gasp of pain, and a bit of pleasure- her breasts had always been sensitive (she had wished Jason would take notice of them more, but that was an issue for another time).
"You've always had nice tits, Piper." Annabeth commented, before giving one a hard downward slap, causing Piper to bite back a moan. "Nice and perky."
"Annabeth, you have to snap out of this, Tartarus, it-"
Annabeth pulled back on Piper's neck, causing her to see stars and the word to choke in her throat.
"Tartarus opened my eyes." Annabeth said dangerously. "And now - I don't want them to close again."
Back on the floor, Percy had yanked Hazel's pants and underwear fully from her legs, her round bottom now in the open air. He gave it an appreciative squeeze, letting his fingers sink into it and jiggle the flesh, before giving it another harsh smack. Hazel tried to crawl away, so Percy wrangled her arms behind her back and held them with one hand.
"Percy, please- you're hurting me!"
"Good."
Percy cock was wedged between Hazel's fat cheeks, and he sawed it in and out between them, enjoying how her ass squeezed him. He kept it up for a few minutes, making sure he was as hard as he was going to get, before pulling back. He slapped his cock head against her right ass cheek a few times for good measure, then he readjusted himself, pinning Hazel's arms to her lower back, and placing his other hand on her hip and lining up with Hazel's slit.
"Wait-" Piper tried.
"Don't-" Hazel gasped.
Percy of course was well past the point of listening as he drove his hips forwards with a harsh snap, shunting the fullness of his cock into Hazel completely. Hazel's eyes opened wider than they had ever been, and her mouth opened in a silent scream, trembling.
"Ha, would you look at that - Hazel's not as innocent as we thought!" Percy laughed, noting there was no barrier of virginity. Hazel wasn't a virgin - a few boys from St. Agnes had made sure of that, but the sheer size of Percy's hulking dick - well she might as well have been one. He was stretching her in ways she couldn't even imagine. Her cunt clenched around him, not knowing if it was trying to push him out, or keep him in. Percy didn't move at first - not particularly for her comfort, he was just enjoying the feeling of her squeezing around his entire length. After a few minutes, he decided it was time to start moving; pulling hips hips back, until his bulbous cockhead was just nestled at her entrance, before slamming his hips back forward and filling her again, his thighs clapping loudly against the fat of her ass. This time, Hazel managed to find her voice as a loud breathy squeal was forced out of her. He reeled his hips back, and drove them forward again, and then again, over and over until he set a steady, harsh, rhythm and properly fucked her in earnest - thrusting hard enough to cause Hazel's whole body to judder forward, her as jiggling and shaking with each connection of Percy's hips, punctuated with a loud and flesh slapping noise."
"Unngh…Ughhh…Oh Gods - Percy - Unggh…UGH- PLEASE!" Hazel cried out between the grunts and squeals being forced out of her. Percy was riding her hard - she was having trouble even forming words.
"You want more?" Percy asked, pretending like he heard anything of the sort. Hazel shook her head frantically. "Well all you had to do was ask!"
Percy repositioned his hands, letting go of her arms and hip, he brought his hands up to her head, and grabbed her around the sides of it, his middle and ring finger fish hooking into the sides of her mouth and pulling back her cheeks, causing her gums and teeth to show in an silly looking fashion. Hazel involuntarily arched her back, and then Percy began to fuck into her tight pussy, more savage than ever, using the leverage of his grip to pull her into his thrusts. Hazel clawed wildly at the ground and Percy's forearms, trying in vain to escape the onslaught of balls-deep thrusts.
"WAGGHHH…FMMGHH…FMMGH!" She groaned, sounding like a halfwit. Her mind and body felt like they had electricity coursing through them - no sort of training or demi-god powers could have prepared her for a savage deep dicking. In the few moments her mind wasn't a fractured mess, she thought maybe this was another part of her curse - being used as a fucktoy with no regard for her comfort or feelings. Percy pulled back on her face so much that her back and neck craned, and that she was almost looking at him inverted. He hovered his face over hers, and pursed his lips.
*PFFFT* he spat into her wrenched open mouth, and then again in her eye. She certainly felt cursed.
While Hazel was getting fucked within an inch of her life, Piper still stood in Annabeth's grasp. Annabeth held her chin in her hand forcing her to watch their friend get violated, while her other hand was in Piper's underwear, fingers pistoning in and out of her pussy. Piper felt even lower than useless, watching her friend get fucked into the dirty floor of the storeroom. This wasn't how it was supposed to be - they were supposed to be saving the world, The Prophecy of the Seven - nothing in the Prophecy mentioned this!
"You bastard-" She croaked, to whoever was paying attention. Annabeth just chuckled, her fingers pressing deeper into Piper's cunt. Piper bit her lip so hard it almost drew blood, putting up a Herculean effort to not moan.
"You think we're the bad guys here, but your little pussy is wet watching poor Little Hazel get FUCKED!" Annabeth taunted.
"N-no." Piper protested pathetically. That was of course a lie. She was practically dripping through her pants. Perhaps it was just natural biology of having 3 fingers shoved into your cunt, maybe Piper was being affected by the same malevolent energy that was affecting Annabeth and Percy, or maybe Piper was just a masochistic slut - regardless, the sound of wet squelching as Annabeth finger fucked her could hardly be denied. Piper was stuck in the horrible situation, and she was feeling more pleasure than she ever remembered, more than she was alone with her own fingers, or even with Jason. She hunched over a bit, and squeezed her legs together, trying to will her body to ignore the peak she was climbing to.
Back on the floor, Hazel had gone limp in Percy's hands, her arms hanging limping to the side, and her tongue loling out of her mouth, and her eyes crossed as Percy pummeled her fuck tunnel. Her going full dead fish however was not much to Percy's satisfaction, so he decided to once again mix things up. He let go of her head, allowing Hazel to fall forward, and her head bounced against the wood floor with a loud thud. Without even pulling out, he manhandled Hazel into a new position, drawing her hips up so that she was arching her back, facedown and ass up, the best place for her in Percy's opinion. Percy propped himself up on one knee, while his other foot went to work pressing against the side of Hazel's head, pinning it to the floor. Once he was situated and satisfied he began to thrust his hips again, tight grip on Hazel's waist to pull her into each thrust.
"Hhhhhnggghghh" Hazel groaned out, but sounding different than before. Like Piper, Hazel couldn't hide from the immediate truth - her cunt was wet, gushing with each roll of Percy's hips. At some point Hazel's grunts and squeals of discomfort had turned into mewls and moans of pleasure. Her cunt clenched and fluttered, trying to suck Percy's fat prick in deeper, and keep him there, a complete betrayal of her own body, compounded by the fact that she had begun to unconsciously rock her own hips backwards, meeting Percy's thrusts.
"See." Annabeth mewled into Piper's ear as she continued to play with the native girl's pussy. "Even little Hazel is being honest with herself. She knows what a little bitch in heat she is."
"T-that's not true-" Piper said in the girl's defense, but the wind was taken out of the statement when Percy slapped the dark-skinned girl across the ass, and she let out a particularly whorish moan.
"Come on, just let go." Annabeth told her.
'Just let go.' It would be so nice. Piper had been fighting her whole life, fighting for respect and confidence before monsters and harpies. She was often wound so tight that she thought she would explode at any moment. Piper let out an open moan as Annabeth's thumb brushed over her clit repeatedly - her legs began to wobble and buckle - letting go would be so easy, just to give in to the pleasure, give into everything. But…but-
Any possible rebuttal was dashed when Annabeth gripped Piper tightly by the face, and turned her head to mash their lips together. Piper squealed in surprised for the first second, then moaned and melted into the kiss the second, her tongue flicking out her mouth and battling against Annabeth's
Just let go.
Piper's orgasm hit her like a Ballista. Her whole body shook, and she practically screamed into Annabeth's mouth. Her pussy clenched around the blonde's fingers and she sprayed all over them and her pants - she'd never be able to wear them again. Her legs actually did give out, so Annabeth was the only thing holding her up.
She let go - and it felt fucking fantastic.
"FUCK!"
Hazel had cursed - she never cursed, but with how hard Percy was riding her, she couldn't do anything but.
"FUCK..OhGodOHFUCK." She panted. Percy's hips were a blur, channeling a bit of his inhuman speed in his thrust, he pistoned in and out of her cunt, her fat ass jiggling like jello in an earthquake. He lorded over her, driving his foot harder into her cheek.
"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK." Hazel babbled, her eyes screwed shut. "I'm gonna come! Percy you're making me fucking-"
Hazel's last word was a screech as her orgasm hit her, her body spasming like she was possessed, every fiber of her feeling like it was on fire. Her eyes rolled into her head, and she went limp under Percy again, which was just fine by him as he used her body for another minute or two for his own orgasm to hit. He grunted in a manly fashion and he snapped his hips flush against Hazel's ass. His balls tightened and his porridge like jizz spurting into Hazel's womb. He came for what felt like several minutes, gently rocking his hips to extract every drop of baby batter from his balls. Piper watched with hooded eyes and panting, almost fascinated how he could be so virile. Maybe it was Tartarus - maybe it was all Percy.
Finally, Percy pulled out of the passed out Hazel, come spurting from her gaping pussy as he did. His cock flexed, and he shot another couple of lance's of cum across Hazel's ass and back.
"Fuck. Been wanting to do that since Camp Jupiter." Percy stated, giving Hazel's ass a final hard spank for good measure. The girl mewled in her unconsciousness, and Piper swore there was a small smile on her lips. Percy then stood, and perhaps not so surprising his cock had barely lost any rigidness, covered in remnants of come and Hazel's juices. He turned slightly and pointed it at Piper. "Your turn."
Maybe half an hour ago Piper would've put up some kind of fight, but now, she just gazed down at his cock in open lust, her legs and mind still jelly from the orgasm that had torn through her. Annabeth still held onto her, her arms across Piper's upper torso, but she wasn't putting in any strength to keep her there - Piper stood waiting on her own accord as Percy walked toward her. She just watched him the entire time as he didn't say a word. He grabbed her pants and underwear half hanging off her ass and pulled them down - he didn't even have to ask for her to step out of them. Nor did he have to ask for her to spread herself for him
Maybe whatever crawled out of Tartarus with Percy and Annabeth was something already inside of them - maybe it was already inside of Piper and Hazel, and maybe they didn't want to lock it back away.