Invasion of the Outers 2: I Graduate as a Bullfighter

After the incident with Mrs. Dodds, Percy's life was completely on track. His grades got better, his school bully suddenly became extremely cooperative with him, and his mother even kicked out his deadbeat father. Except for weekend mornings when he would have to deal with the after-effects of his dreams, everything was flowing perfectly for Percy.

The years passed by in a blur for Percy as he got completely used to his normal life. Soon enough, it was close to his nineteenth birthday, and it was time for him to be graduating from High School.

"Yo, what's up Grov?" Percy asked with a slight sense of breathlessness in his voice.

"Man, where are you?" Grover asked from the other side, "We were supposed to be practicing your speech right now."

"Right …" Percy said before a light grunt escaped his mouth, "I'm not spending my graduation night practicing a shitty speech that I can make up on the spot."

Grover heard a slapping sound from the phone and narrowed his eyes as he heard the faint hint of a feminine groan from the phone, "Are you with Bobofit?" He asked incredulously.

"She had a friend over," Percy said, "I'm with them right now." He gazed down while continuing to move his waist as Nancy, who was bent over the table in front of him, let out suppressed moans through the gag in her mouth. Her arms were tied behind her back as she was dressed up in a leather corset that accentuated her figure while also making her breathing difficult.

"Then why'd you pick up my phone!?" Grover said in outrage before Percy heard a beeping sound on his phone. He shrugged and threw his phone to the side before focusing on the woman who was so enthusiastically enjoying his violent movements.

"So she really doesn't mind you being with other women?" A woman, who was sitting on top of the same table with her legs crossed, asked, "I know you're handsome and all, but still."

"What can I say?" He shrugged before delivering a spank to Nancy's supple ass as his thrusting got even faster, making the girl let out a tantalizing moan through her gag, "She probably feels guilty about her past and wishes to devote herself to me for life."

The woman gave Percy a scoffing look, "It's called an open relationship," She said.

"That's when both parties are open," Percy corrected her, "I'm a bit of a hypocrite, you see. I'm free to do whatever and whoever I want. She on the other hand is leashed permanently to me." As if to make a point, Percy grabbed a leash that was dangling from the side of the table and wrapped it around his palm before pulling on it as Nancy's head was pulled backward due to the collar. Her moans disappeared in a choking sound as the collar around her neck pressured her throat, impeding her breathing, "She loves this," Percy kept his hold tight on the leash as his movements took an even faster turn, making Nancy's body shake with each thrust.

The girl sitting on top of the table was fascinated by the display and looked at Percy with eyes full of lust. She naturally uncrossed her long, slender legs and leaned slightly backward to emphasize her bust while making sure that she had a good view of the scene in front of her.

Meanwhile, Nancy was choking to the point that her face had already started turning red, but Percy didn't let go of the leash, keeping his hold tight until the point that he felt Nancy's inner walls tightening, signaling her impending climax. Just as he let go of her leash, allowing the much-needed air to flood her system along with the rush of dopamine, she climaxed violently as her legs shook. If she hadn't been bent over on the table, her legs would have already given out. She sprayed her juices all over Percy's abdomen as he continued his thrusts, ignoring her climax.

Nancy's reactions only got more and more prominent as Percy continued thrusting inside her, making her toes curl up as sparks seemed to fly through her body, sending her wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure. When Percy finally reached his own climax, it triggered another one in Nancy, shaking her to her core as she screamed out from the pleasure. When he pulled out, the mixture of their liquids was dripping out of her and onto the floor as Nancy instinctively closed her legs. She had already been painfully sensitive after that initial climax, Percy's continued thrusts had already pushed her limits while the second one had completely put her out of commission for a while.

Percy though, only seemed to be getting started, "Why don't you clean me up while I prepare your outfit?" He asked.

"Why do you think I would be willing to lick you after what you just did with my friend?" The girl spoke, though her actions painted a completely different picture, she had already pulled off her top and was kneeling in front of Percy, extending her tongue out to lick the mixed juices off of his shaft.

"A hunch," Percy said with a smirk as he rested his hand on her head, slowly guiding her movements, "And what Nancy told me about your fascination with being put in a helpless state."

The girl seemed to disagree if her humming was any indicator, sadly it wasn't easy for her to speak with the shaft that was lodged in her throat at the moment.

"I'll show you a magic trick," Percy said before snapping his fingers. It took the girl a few seconds to realize what had happened, but she found her wrists and elbows having been cuffed and tied behind her back.

She widened her eyes in surprise, but Percy kept his hand behind her head, making sure that she continued her actions, "What are your thoughts about collars?" He asked, "A collar is a bit of a symbol for some submissives, so they can get testy if I collar unprompted."

"Uu?" She looked up at him with curiosity, not really understanding the meaning behind his words while moving her face forward, taking him in even deeper.

"Take my Nancy for example," He said, "Her collar is more of a subtle choker that she can wear at all times. To her, that collar is a symbol that she's my submissive. That's why I asked you."

Before the girl was able to respond, Percy pushed her head toward himself, forcing her to deepthroat him. She didn't realize when it happened, but she quickly found a collar around her throat that was tightened just enough for her to constantly notice its presence. The shiver that ran across her spine from the presence of that collar was much more prominent to her than the feelings that were there after her arms were bound.

Percy's explanation about her friend ran through her head, 'Does this mean I belong to him now?' Her thoughts started moving in a wild direction as she felt her abdomen heating up from just blowing the man in front of her. As she closed her eyes and lost herself in the pleasure of servicing the man in front of her, she failed to notice the glint of disappointment that flashed in Percy's eyes. He shook his head with a sigh as he continued using her mouth.

After a while, he pulled out of her mouth and grabbed a leash that appeared out of nowhere and attached itself to the girl's collar. The girl, seemingly in a hazy trance, followed Percy obediently, not even getting up on her feet and crawling on all fours behind him. He brought her to Nancy's bed before grabbing her by the waist and picking her up as if she weighed nothing. He put her on the bed and made her lie on her back. She didn't seem to mind the uncomfortable position with her hands tied behind her back and quickly spread her legs, welcoming him.

"Please, sir …" She pleaded, "Give it to me~" She gasped out as if in a trance while biting her lower lip.

Percy wasn't one to disappoint as he quickly grabbed her sides and positioned himself over her entrance, "Beg for it." He said throatily.

"Please~" She looked at him desperately as she felt him rubbing his girth over her entrance, "I need it. So bad~" She wiggled her body trying to get him to penetrate her, but it was useless, "Please, master~" She begged, "I feel like I'm going to die without your cock~" The agony-filled, desperate expression on her face only aroused Percy as he quickly pushed forward, entering the woman.

Considering her previous state, it took her no more than a few more thrusts to experience her first climax. Percy continued his actions as the gaps between her climaxes only shortened, allowing her to release nothing but incoherent moans as her eyes rolled back in her head. In the time it took for Percy to unload himself inside the woman, her climaxes had already reached the double digits. When the warmth of his release filled her, she could only fall limply on the bed, devoid of any strength.

When Percy finally pulled out, his girth was grasped by a familiar soft hand as he turned to the side and looked at his awakened submissive. The gag and corset were still there, but her arm restraints had disappeared, allowing her to grasp his cock.

"Mafter~" She looked up and spoke through the gag. Her following speech was very incoherent but Percy was easily able to decipher it, having been the one who opened her up to all these things in the first place.

"Get to it then," Percy said as the gag in her mouth hollowed out, forming a ring gag that kept her mouth open, allowing her to push out her tongue and lick off the remnants of the juices on him.

As he enjoyed Nancy's service, Percy spoke into the air, "Bud, even after all your boosts, Nancy is barely able to stay conscious when I'm with her. And even then, she needs significant breaks."

A blob of black came out of his shoulder and 'looked' at him. It had two sleek eyes that were completely white, giving it an eerie vibe. It released some sort of gurgling sound at Percy who nodded as if he understood those words. He brought his hand up to the blob and patted the head.

"You keep telling me that the time will be here sooner than I realize, but I don't see it approaching, Bud." Percy said, "I don't know who the hell my father was, but the dude had some raging genetic hormonal issues."

The blob released another gurgling sound while leaning into Percy's hand, enjoying his pets.

"If I have no idea, then give me the idea …" Percy gritted his teeth at the seemingly infuriating response. The blob gurgled once again, making Percy grumble, "I've been patient for a while now, bud."

It made a different sound that was close to whining and pushed its face against Percy's face as if showing its affection. Its actions made Percy chuckle before a groan escaped his mouth, bringing his focus back to Nancy, who had taken him deep inside her throat.

'What was this girl's name again?' Percy had the absent thought as he eyed the passed-out woman who was probably not going to wake up for at least a few hours, 'Doesn't matter. Not like I'm meeting her again.'

…

The next morning, Percy's graduation day.

"I told you to wake up earlier," Grover said from the passenger seat as Percy drove like a madman to reach the school from their apartment.

"We'll be fine," Percy was still calm as he drove at insane speeds.

"This is downtown Percy, not the freeway …" Grover's gaze accidentally went to the speed-o-meter and his heart almost stopped.

"Everywhere's a freeway if you can react fast enough," Percy said with a laugh as he maneuvered between two cars before speeding up even further.

At that point, Grover just closed his eyes and started praying to all the gods and goddesses that he was aware of.

"Oh Great Pan, please keep us safe …" He started praying as Percy frowned.

"Why are you praying to a Greek god?" He asked confusedly.

"Please pay attention to the road, Percy!" Grover said with panic as Percy drifted between two cars, "I really like living."

"Relax, dude," Percy said nonchalantly.

Soon enough, they reached the school.

"If you need to change, you can go to the gym. I'll wait for you," Percy said as he stifled a laugh.

"Bitch, shut up," Grover growled before he grabbed his crutches and got out of the car on shaky legs.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about," Percy laughed as he got out of the car, "Everyone is a pussy sometimes, some more than others. I can understand if you soiled yourself."

"I will fight you to the death!" Grover growled at him, making Percy laugh as he walked with Grover.

Soon enough, the Graduation ceremony commenced, handing everyone their diplomas, music in the background, the whole nine yards.

Eventually, it was time for the conclusion of the ceremony, "There is one graduate here today," The principal raised his finger, "Who has won every single honor and award that this school has to offer." His gaze zeroed on one of the students sitting on the stage with some of the others, "Starting out as a troublemaker in middle school, he turned things around and overturned everything. That graduate, our friend, is Percy Jackson!" His words were followed by thunderous applause sounding out through the open auditorium as the students all wholeheartedly cheered for Percy. Especially the students in the front row that strangely only consisted of women.

Percy stood up from his seat with a confident smile on his face. He was adorned in the same graduation robes as everyone. He had a mortarboard cap on his head that had a much thicker gold string coming out from the top than the normal hats. He also had a gold and red sash that was draped around his shoulders that was adorned with Yancy Academy's crest.

He confidently walked up to the podium before clearing his throat and overlooking the applauding students. The seats were all designed like stands on sports grounds, with higher and higher levels for each row of students as the seating rose far above the stage. He looked over to the parents' side and saw his mother happily cheering for him. Giving her a big smile he cleared his throat in front of the mic.

The cheers died down as the students all sat back in their seats, "Standing here today," Percy looked at the students with a smile, "I cannot help but wish that I could stay in high school forever."

"I mean, there are so many warm memories …" Percy's gaze settled on the first row of women, all of them giving him amorous looks. His gaze then moved along them to two very similar-looking blonde girls who both gave him very suggestive smiles. They looked into each other's eyes before giggling and leaned forward just enough to let him know that they were wearing nothing but their graduation robes.

Percy felt his mouth drying at the sight and had to gulp before he continued, "Memories, I have of this place. But you see, change, like life, has a way of sneaking up on us." As he spoke those words, he felt the ground underneath himself stirring and looked down, only to see that the hatch underneath the stage had been opened, revealing the beautifully smiling face of Nancy, who gave him a mischievous grin before getting under his robes.

'Fuck,' Percy had to make an effort to keep a straight face, 'So that's why the podium's positioning felt off to me …' He thought before continuing his speech, "When we least expect it, yeah …" He took a breath as Nancy took him deep into her throat. "Sure, the timing may seem very, very bad," He gave a look down to the bulge in his robes that was Nancy's head moving back and forth, "…but yet it feels good. Oh, so good," He spoke with emphasis, "To be graduating with some of the sharpest minds and swiftly darting tongues that this school has to offer."

He chuckled lightly as he felt his lust building up, "Listen to me ramble," He said with a joking tone, "I am really giving you a mouthful," He glanced down at Nancy, who was putting her practice honed for years to good use.

"Before we finish this," He spoke, "It would be my extreme pleasure," His voice was strained as he spoke, "to recognize someone who has aced her oral exams. Someone who has always been head of the class," At this point, the audience could also tell that there was something wrong with the strained voice that Percy speaking with, "Graduating summa cum …" He had to pause as he grabbed Nancy's head and emptied his load deep into her throat, finally bringing himself to a calm state "… laude," He had to take a deep breath as he spoke the last word.

"Our Salutatorian, Nancy Bobofit." Just as he spoke those words and the cheers started once again, an ear-piercing scream was heard in the distance before the sound of something crashing.

At the same time as the sound was heard, the sound of thunder crackled in the sky before a downpour instantly started, quickly drenching everyone who was in the open auditorium. The students all started shouting as the teachers struggled to maintain decorum while dispersing the students amidst that heavy downpour that started abruptly.

Percy quickly pulled Nancy up out of the hatch under the stage as she wiped the remnants of his release from the side of her mouth, but the clear and outrageous situation wasn't seen by anyone except for a select few, including his mother, Grover, and Mr. Brunner, who still taught Percy after all these years. No one was focusing on this suggestive and downright offensive display as their focus was all on getting out of the auditorium. From the stage, Percy's gaze zeroed in on a huge truck that had just broken through the walls of the school and was quickly accelerating toward the stage, directly toward him.

From a simple truck, Percy found it morphing into something completely different, "Is it just me, or is that a … minotaur?" Percy mumbled to himself as Nancy found it difficult to hear his words under the downpour. He was confused about how he instantly recalled the name of the creature when he had never seen it before, but there was no time for him to think about it. Ignoring what could only be called his hallucinatory fit, Percy instinctively got the idea that the truck-minotaur was targeting specifically him.

The students were already running away due to the rain, not even noticing the approaching beast, leaving only Percy and Nancy on the stage in the open auditorium.

"Go, run," Percy pushed Nancy and started running with her having an accurate feeling that the truck was directly after him. After getting her away from the stage, Percy quickly changed directions, pulling the minotaur to himself as he came back to the auditorium. The huge muscular humanoid creature with a bull's head and cloven hooves for hands focused its gaze on Percy who was standing at a higher section of the stands while looking down at the bull who was closer to the stage.

"Don't tell me those hallucinations are back …" He mumbled to himself, "Bud?" He called out to his partner but only felt it conveying the thought that his wait was now going to be over.

"Leave it to my pet to be cryptic all the time and confuse the fuck out of me," Percy mumbled, "Can't you just be a cute dog or something so I don't expect you to answer things clearly?"

The suit seemed offended at Percy's words and growled in his head.

"All right, all right, I'll get you some meat later, stop whining," Percy said as he jumped from his position, quickly reaching the stage, exchanging positions with the minotaur who had climbed up to his previous position. His pet suit seemed completely unconcerned about the dangerous situation and growled again, demanding more.

"What?" Percy was flabbergasted, "I'm not getting you human meat. Where do you even think I'm going to get human meat?" At this point, he decided to stop running from the minotaur, instinctively feeling that there was no point in running around in circles and tiring himself out.

Bud kept grumbling at him, but Percy felt his senses being amplified by many factors. He thoughtlessly grabbed the pen that never seemed to have gone away from him, though he also never used it. Uncapping it, Percy found a sword in his hand. The movements came so naturally to him that even he was a little surprised, feeling like he'd gotten ready for a fight in the same manner countless times but still having no memory of it.

"The Mrs. Dodds incident back when I was twelve was real wasn't it?" He asked Bud, who conveyed an affirmative feeling.

"Well then," Percy got ready to face the minotaur, taking a stable stance while holding his sword in one hand and keeping the other hand free.

"Percy!" He heard his mother's voice before hearing the sound of multiple sets of hooves colliding with the ground. That was when Mr. Brunner came into his view along with Grover, who were both very different from what Percy had thought of them to be.

"Satyr," Percy gasped, "No wonder you always walked wonky …" He also looked at Mr. Brunner, who had four legs under him and looked like a half horse, "A centaur …" Percy thought that his entire worldview had been broken today. However, somehow, it all seemed completely natural to him.

He'd always had a certain feeling throughout his life that he was missing something extremely crucial. It seemed to him that this was the crucial thing that he was missing out on. It was at this point that Percy's mother reached him and quickly hugged him in her arms, moving him away from the minotaur that Grover and Mr. Brunner were engaging, but still on the stage.

"I'm glad you're safe," She said while gasping, "Come on," She tried to run with him, but Percy didn't budge, his eyes glued to the minotaur. It was overpowering both Mr. Brunner and Grover's combined efforts and it didn't seem like they would be able to take care of it easily.

"Percy, come on," She said sternly, "I won't scold you about the farce that you made out of your graduation speech with Nancy, but you have to listen to me."

Percy chuckled, not at all embarrassed that he'd been caught by his mother, "Don't sweat it, Mom." Percy chuckled before regripping his sword correctly, "We'll have a lot of time to talk," He said, "First, I need to deal with this min—"

"Stop!" His mother interrupted his words, "Don't speak its name, names have power."

Percy chuckled at her words, "Too late for that, I already did," He said before freeing himself from her grip and charging at the minotaur with his sword in hand, jumping up the stands and approaching it.

Just as he got close enough, the minotaur's gaze zeroed in on him. It changed targets and tanked both Mr. Brunner and Grover's attacks before charging at him, knocking them to the sides in the process. They were both thrown off of the stands and onto the ground as their groans sounded out through the rain.

"Percy!" He heard his mother cry out from behind him, but he wasn't focusing on that. His focus was all on the minotaur with two shallow flesh wounds that didn't seem to have affected its ability to fight. As the minotaur charged at him, he quickly sidestepped it at a speed even faster than its charging speed. He quickly grabbed one of its horns and flung himself on top of the minotaur before tightly grabbing its horn with one hand and his sword with the other.

Just as Percy was about to stab at the head of the bull-man, it abruptly shifted its position and moved its head just enough that his sword collided with its horn, the collision caused the path of the sword to get redirected and it slashed at the minotaur's face instead. The abrupt change caused Percy to lose his balance as he fell off of the minotaur, and down to the stage.

Flipping himself in mid-air, he landed on his feet, he saw the minotaur turn to him with half of its face bleeding from the previous slash. Having lost its eye due to the slash, it was extremely mad. It took a changing stance, bending over on all four hooves and tensing its body completely. It charged at Percy who smiled and welcomed the attack with open arms. He couldn't help but notice how the minotaur's attack had cracked the floor of the stands which was made of very thick concrete.

"My pet doesn't like you very much, little bull," Percy mumbled as the minotaur essentially jumped at him with a bleeding face. Tightening his grip on his sword, Percy jumped high up in the air as if jumping off of a springboard, and brought his sword down on the minotaur's head. As it tried to block the attack with its horn once again, Percy's sword cut the horn clean off, throwing the minotaur to the side as his sword stabbed itself into the concrete ground.

Percy huffed for a few seconds before turning his face up as the drops of water dripped down his strangely dry face. Somehow, his vision was as clear as ever even through the heavy downpour. He looked at the minotaur with a dark gaze as he stood back up, gripping his sword and pulling it out of the ground effortlessly. The minotaur was enraged and huffed at him before taking its charging stance, dragging its left hind leg across the ground in preparation for the charge.

With a loud roar, the minotaur charged at Percy with its full strength. This time, Percy didn't plan to sidestep or jump up at the charging bull. As an instinctual fighter, he followed what his instincts told him. And right now, his instincts told him that he could take the minotaur's charge head-on.

Stably planting his feet on the ground, Percy tightened his grip on his sword while keeping his other hand free. Just as the minotaur was close enough, Percy grabbed its remaining horn with his hand and diverted its momentum to the side, forcing the minotaur to make an effort to keep its balance, in turn weakening its charge. Still, Percy slid back a couple of steps, almost falling off the step where he was standing.

Percy groaned as a ripping sound was heard, his shirt underneath the robes ripped as his muscles tore through the fabric while being exerted to the fullest in an attempt to halt the creature's charge. He planted his feet on the ground even more, causing the concrete to start cracking as he prevented the minotaur from pushing him back. He kept a tight hold on its horn before punching the side of its face with his sword hand, still gripping the sword while punching it.

The bull-face roared in pain as the power behind its legs weakened even further, allowing Percy to use his strength to tip just enough that two of its legs lost their footing from the step that it was on, destroying its balance. Percy used the opportunity to pull its horn, forcefully exposing its neck. In the next moment, he stabbed his sword into the minotaur's neck.

Instead of the blood that he expected, the creature just started turning into dust, causing Percy to trip as the thing that he had been exerting so much of his effort on disappeared. It was like he was pushing a really heavy box and abruptly that box lost all its weight, disorienting him immensely.

"When have I seen that happen before …" Percy said to himself rhetorically, recalling the event with Mrs. Dodds from when he was twelve. He didn't care about his disorientation from the disappearance of his enemy and allowed himself to fall to the ground while huffing, "Hey, Bud," Percy called out, "I think I pulled a muscle …" He tried to move his left arm a little, but a painful jolt made him hiss and drop the idea. That was the arm that he'd used to stop the minotaur's charge.

"Percy!" He heard his mother calling out to him and couldn't help but smile, "Hi, mom," He said, raising his right arm to wave at her as she ascended the steps from the stage to his step.

"Oh, son," She couldn't help but cry out as she knelt in front of him, examining his light injuries that had already started to show signs of healing. Percy didn't realize it, but as much as Bud was helping him heal his injuries, the rain was an even bigger factor in how quickly his pained arm was healing.

"It's fine," Percy hugged her with his uninjured arm, "I think I tripped and fell on my arm. Pulled a muscle. The rain probably got to my head, causing me to hallucinate some very wild things."

At this time, Grover limped over to Percy while leaning on Mr. Brunner, "Was it just me, or did he get wildly better as the battle progressed?" Grover asked.

"He did," The centaur answered with a solemn tone, "I daresay his instincts are the greatest that I have ever seen in thousands of years. A little training and not a single half-blood will be his match."

Sally, hearing her son's words, burst into tears, profusely apologizing to him while hugging him tightly.

"Hey, what are you apologizing for?" Percy laughed to hide the stuffy feeling in his chest. No one wants to see their mother in tears. "See, I'm still hallucinating," Percy tried to lighten the mood, "Grover's lower half is apparently a goat, and Mr. Brunner is a half horse. It's insane."

His words did rouse a chuckle out of Sally's teary face, "I'm so glad that you're okay, son." She hugged him tightly.

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