A/N: Here is the promised Lisa lewds. Also, someone said they can't find WC chapter 2. Fanfiction had been quite wonky lately. If this happened to you too, simply change the "49" in the URL to "45"

"Did you enjoy the show?" Victor asked from behind Lisa.

Before she could answer or react, he clamped a hand over her mouth and wrapped his other arm around her waist. He grabbed her by the waist, threw her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing, and turned toward the door.

"HMMM!" Lisa struggled against his grip but didn't accomplish much.

"Ssshh. Do be quiet. Amy and Vicky are enjoying themselves," he whispered in her ear.

Once they are outside, he lets go of her mouth.

Lisa flailed, kicking her legs. "Oh, come on, you asshole-"

A sharp slap to her ass cut her off.

She squeaked, her whole body jolting at the impact. "What the fu-!"

He slapped her again, harder.

Lisa twitched, sucking in a breath, her hands clawing at his back as she squirmed.

Victor smirked. "Watch your language, no need to swear in this household."

Lisa gritted her teeth, exhaling slowly. "You're such a fu-"

He smacks her ass again. Her body tensed.

Victor chuckled. "Go on. Finish that sentence. I dare you."

Lisa muttered something unintelligible under her breath, then huffed and crossed her arms in mock defiance. "Fine. Be like that," she grumbled, "Where the hell are we going, anyway?"

"Somewhere I can deal with your attitude properly."

Lisa snorted. "Oh, please," she said, rolling her eyes even though he couldn't see it. "You'd miss my attitude if I ever stopped giving you shit."

Victor gave her another sharp smack, relishing the way her body reacted. She bit back a noise and her legs pressed together slightly despite her best efforts to act unaffected.

"You won't be mouthing off much longer. I'll be putting that mouth of yours to better use soon enough," he said with a dark chuckle.

Lisa snorted, "I'm not like those floozies you kept around. Like you would know what to do with a real woman."

"Oh, sweetheart," he chuckled, "You have no idea."

Victor stepped into the unused bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him as he tossed Lisa onto the bed. She landed with a soft bounce, tumbling onto the mattress and letting out a startled cry as she struggled to roll herself back up.

Lisa propped herself up on her elbows, legs still sprawled where he had thrown her. Her lips curved into a lazy smirk, her attitude remained unchanged even though she had just been manhandled without effort. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes glinting with mock defiance.

"Wow," she mused, stretching out lazily, "You could at least pretend to be a gentleman."

Victor chuckled, stepping closer to the bed. "You're mistaking me for someone who gives a shit."

"And you're mistaking me for someone who's impressed by a caveman act."

"I don't need to impress you," He reached forward, his fingers tangling in her hair. He tilted her head back slightly, forcing her gaze to meet his. "I just need to shut you up."

Lisa's smirk faltered for half a second before she covered it with a scoff.

"Oh, how original," she snarked, "Let me guess. You want me on my knees, looking up at you like some helpless little-"

Her words cut off as he jerked her head back, pulling hard on her hair. He pressed his dick against her lips. Lisa's eyes widened as her gaze flicked down to it.

"Like this?" He growled, jamming himself into her mouth.

"Mmmph!" Lisa's eyes snapped wide open and her hands fluttered for a second before she grabbed at his thighs.

Victor smirked as he watched her eyes widen as he slipped inside her throat. She gagged and hit him lightly on the thigh but didn't stop him.

"You should relax, it'll make this easier for you," he told her as he slowly eased his cock in and out of her mouth.

Lisa glare up at him as her lips stretched around his cock. Her eyes burned with defiance but were already crumbling at the edges.

"You look great like this," he chuckled, thrusting a bit harder into her mouth, "Face flushed, eyes wide, mouth stuffed with my dick. Make me cum soon and I might even reward you."

Lisa continued to glare at him for a moment before she began sucking his cock. Her tongue stroked his shaft as he fucked her mouth like it was her cunt. She kept one hand on his thigh while the other moved between her legs. She fingered herself as she sucked his dick, letting out quiet, muffled moans that vibrated around him.

Victor chuckled, "Good girl."

He tangled his other hand in her hair, forcing himself deeper. His cock pushed all the way down her throat. She gagged around him and her eyes rolled back as he held her down.

"Mmmph-" she whimpered.

He pulled her back up by the hair, her mouth leaving his cock with a pop as she gasped for air. He gave her a moment to catch her breath before forcing himself into her mouth again.

Lisa gagged and choked around his cock. Tears sprang up in her eyes as she was forced to take him deep into her throat again and again. She responded to the rough treatment by sucking harder. Her tongue dragged along the underside of his shaft as she hollowed her cheeks, her fingers stroking herself rough to the rhythm of Victor thrusting into her mouth. Her moans vibrated against him, making him twitch inside her mouth.

"You're learning."

Victor pulled back again, this time allowing Lisa to breath for a few seconds. She coughed and sputtered, drool escaping from the corners of her lips. Her hand was still working between her legs, her fingers stroking herself as she panted, eyes glazed with lust and cheeks flushed with desire.

"L-like hell I am," Lisa grunted.

Victor rolled his eyes and lifted her up by her hair. He shifted her weight and suddenly she was on her back. He spread her legs wide, leaving her pussy exposed and on full display.

"Let's see how long you can keep that attitude up when I'm balls deep inside you."

He grabbed her by the hips, pulled her toward him, and lined up his cock with her pussy. He could see her juices glistening on her lips and it only made him harder. He drove himself into her without any warning. She let out a yelp as he sank all the way to the base in one go.

"N-ah-! Fuck!" She moaned.

"I think you mean, "please give it to me harder!"" He laughed.

She glared up at him. "Fuck you-"

He thrust into her hard, cutting her off. "Nah, the plan is to fuck you."

She gasped and rolled her eyes, biting back another moan as he continued to fuck her hard. Her hand dropped down to her pussy and she began to rub her clit as he fucked her.

Victor smirked, "You like being fucked like this, don't you? Like being used like a fuck toy."

"No-" Lisa grunted. "I hate- ah! - it-"

"Mmm, I don't believe you," he chuckled, punctuating the words with a thrust.

Lisa clenched her teeth and glared up at him but didn't reply.

"Why- can't- I- cum-" Lisa grunted with exertion after dozens of minutes, furiously rubbing herself. She felt like she was at the edge for so long now, and yet no matter what she did it kept feeling just out of reach.

"The funny thing about being able to control a person's biology, is that you can turn off their ability to orgasm," Vicky explained with a dark chuckle.

"Wha- Ah- You're kidding!" She gasped.

Victor laughed, "Unfortunately for you, I'm not."

Lisa glared at him. "Fuck you- Stop it!"

"Not until you beg for it," Victor smirked.

Lisa growled. "I don't fucking- Ah-!"

He pinched her nipples and pulled them up, stretching out her skin, making her back arch and a whine escape her throat.

Victor chuckled, "You know, the longer you don't, the worse it's going to get."

Lisa continued to glare at him and her fingers continued to work between her legs. Yet, she couldn't find the release she needed. It was almost like she was teasing herself, rubbing her clit faster and faster but still not getting anywhere near the edge.

After what felt like hours, but was probably just a few minutes, Lisa's resolve finally broke. "F-fuck... Fine! Please... let me cum- I'll- ah! I'll do anything!"

"Anything?"

She whimpered and nodded her head furiously. "Y-yes! I'll be your- ah- your little fuck toy! Just make me cum!"

Victor smiled and thrust into her. She let out a yelp as she felt his cock drag along her inner walls.

"Mmm, that's more like it."

He was getting close too so he stopped blocking her orgasm. Immediately, the built-up tension burst forth all at once. Half an hour of constant edging suddenly released in an instant as she felt a sharp, stabbing pleasure explode through her whole body. Her vision went black and she let out a breathless scream as her orgasm rolled over her, sending aftershocks shooting through her body.

Victor grunted and buried himself deep inside her pussy as he came too. He filled her up with his hot seed which only served to add to her pleasure.

After a long, blissful moment, Lisa collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily. She felt like she had just run a marathon. Every inch of her body was trembling from the exertion.

"H-holy- wow..." she panted. "I don't think-"

She turned to look at him with a glare. "I don't think I've ever hated you as much as I do now."

Victor rolled his eyes. "That's a lie and we both know it."

Lisa scowled, "Fuck you."

"Remember that I can turn off your ability to orgasm at any time."

Lisa opened her mouth to retort but closed it.

"O-of course, Master. I'll do whatever you desire." Her tone did a 180-degree flip at the reminder.

Victor smirked, "Good girl. Now clean me up. After that, I think I'll be taking your perky ass next."

"O-oh..."

Lisa could feel herself getting wet again at the idea of being used like that by him, but she did her best to pretend otherwise. She still wasn't about to admit to Victor that she loved his abuse.

The morning light filtered through the curtains. The room smelled of sweat and sex from the day before. Victor lay on his back with Vicky sprawled over his chest. Amy was on his other side, curled against him. Both were asleep, their bodies tangled with his.

Victor stretched, feeling the pleasant ache in his muscles for a moment before unblocking Infinite Regeneration to let it heal. He had to turn it off otherwise he would have gone for weeks on end without stopping. While he could handle it, Amy and Vicky wouldn't be able to.

He glanced at the clock, showing him that it had been almost 24 hours since he fixed the moon. The world outside might still be dealing with the aftermath of the moon's destruction but he didn't feel the need to stop time for this little session because there was no longer any pressing matter for him to attend to. He figured he earned a day or two of rest. He let his head rest against the pillows, enjoying the warmth of the two women beside him. For a while, he just lay there, listening to the steady rhythm of their breathing.

In the other room, his Enhanced Body Double is cuddling with Lisa. It felt a little weird using that skill. It was like having an extra arm, except it's an entire body. Thankfully Parallel Thought, courtesy of Divine Mind, easily let him handle controlling two bodies at once and more with no trouble.

'Life is good...'

Just then, his Company phone beeped. He took it out and saw that the Exit Stage Left's progress bar had reached 100%.

[Highschool DxD, DR7] [Ben 10 Classic, DR6] [Death Note, DR4] [The Elder Scrolls Event of Skyrim, DR8] [Highschool of the Dead Before Z-Day, DR2] [A Hat in Time, DR4] [Fairy Tail, DR5]

'Oh damn, that's a lot of good choices...'

Still, there is only one "correct choice" in the end if he want to continue on his quest for power. He saved Highschool DxD again for the waifus before choosing his world. A portal opened up but he didn't bother stepping through it. He could go there any time he wanted to after all, and he still has some unfinished business in this world.

'I should do it now. Once the girls woke up and I explained everything, we would likely be jumping world again.'

With that thought in mind, he reluctantly teleported out of bed. He appeared in the control room and found Tess monitoring global recovery efforts. She turned toward him.

"Hey Tess, inform me when the girls wake up, won't you? I'll return and tell everyone what's going on."

Tess nodded. "Understood."

Victor closed his eyes. He reached out with Clairvoyance, scanning through reality for his target. The golden figure floated in the sky with a blank expression blank. He moved aimlessly from place to place doing his "hero work".

Victor teleported directly to him.

Scion's head snapped toward him. His gaze locked onto Victor, then his eyes narrowed.

"Unidentified anomaly detected. Removal is required."

Scion raised his hand and unleashed a golden wave of destruction capable of erasing entire cities in an instant, aimed directly at Victor. A portal appeared in front of Victor and absorbed the golden blast. The golden energy crashed harmlessly against nothing and its power vanished into the void that is Victor's Imaginary Space.

Victor teleported them both into an empty world he created through the use of Small World. The portal closed behind them, trapping them within.

Scion made no sound, but his expression shifted as he analyzed his new surroundings. He did not understand what had happened but that did not matter. His singular focus remained intact. Eliminate the anomaly.

Victor knew that Scion possessed overwhelming power. The Entity had access to every possible form of energy manipulation, physics-breaking manipulation, and power beyond anything humanity could comprehend. More powerful than him even. But he also knew something else. Scion was stupid. Not inexperienced or emotionally hollow, but functionally incapable of true creative thinking like a computer following a script.

He would like to say it was an epic battle for the ages, a battle of titans pitted against each other for the fate of the universe, but he would be lying. He simply activates Sloth, the ability sinking into Scion's mind like an insidious poison. It wasn't an attack in the traditional sense. There was no explosion, no kinetic force, and no tangible damage to detect. It was a subtle creeping sensation that slowed every thought, drained the golden man's impulse, and smothered the remaining piece of his already depressed will.

Scion did continued attacking for a few minutes, but soon enough his movements dulled. His golden glow flickered. His expression, once vaguely determined, grew hazy. The strikes became weaker and the gaps between them stretched longer.

The golden being hesitated, his arm lowering slightly as if the act of keeping it raised was suddenly too much effort. The overwhelming power he once wielded so carelessly became sluggish. A flicker of confusion crossed his face before fading just as quickly. He no longer had the will to focus and question what was happening to him. His mind was so used to functioning on autopilot, now found itself incapable of sustaining even that. His eyes fluttered closed. Just like that, the strongest being on the planet fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Victor wasted no time. He activated Gluttony. His ability latched onto the avatar and used its connection to tear through the thin barrier between the golden being and his incomprehensible network of power. The Shard Space.

Without Scion's active consciousness controlling it, the vast network of Shards remained unresponsive to Victor, not knowing the threat the man represented. Still, he froze time just in case his activity would activate some sort of defense mechanism.

Victor's Absorption reached into that endless void and began devouring. The entire Shard Network, the very system that dictated the rise of parahumans and controlled every cape across the world, fell to him. One by one, the Shards disappeared, devoured by Victor to fuel his growing power.

Once he finished devouring Scion's Shard Space, he used the knowledge he gained from it to find Eden and devour the entirety of the deceased Entity too. He briefly thought about finding and devouring Abaddon too but he gave up the thought moments after. Entities have so many Stranger effects to hide them and he has no direct way to locate Abaddon like he did Scion and Eden, it felt like it would be more trouble than it was worth.

Just as he was about to leave, he thought of something.

"Hmm... hey Raphael, can you mimic and maintain Parahuman's powers as they are now?"

[Affrimitive. Using the Shard Space's connection to a Parahuman's Corona Pollentia, they can be granted copies of their shard's power through Ultimate Skill Satan. Any power granted can also be taken away in the same way.]

"Alright, do that. Get rid of the stupid conflict drive though." He wanted everyone to still have power in case he wanted to continue playing hero in this world.

[Comfirmed... executing command.]

[Report. All currently active Parahuman have been granted a replica of their original power.]

"Damn, that was fast. Great job Raphael."

Victor unfreezed time and opened up the Portal to his new world using the Company Phone. He stepped through the portal.

The moment he emerged on the other side, he was greeted by the sight of towering trees engulfed in raging flames. Thick black smoke choked the sky, twisting upward in waves of heat. The distant crackling of burning wood filled the air, punctuated by the occasional pop of bark splitting from the intense heat. The ground beneath his feet was scorched, glowing embers scattered across the forest floor like dying stars.

He followed the trail of destruction, moving effortlessly through the inferno without harm. As he approached the heart of the blaze, he found the cause. A humanoid figure wreathed in flames trying and failing to put out the fire.

Victor recognized the creature immediately. It was Heatblast, one of Ben Tennyson's many alien transformations. The flames consuming the forest originated from his very body, every movement sending embers spiraling into the air, fueling the chaos.

He reached out with his power. The inferno that surrounded Heatblast bent to his will, the raging flames twisted and shrank until they eventually vanished entirely. Heatblast's body flickered as Victor's ability latched onto him, suppressing the alien transformation and severing the connection fueling it.

In a flash, the fire receded from the humanoid figure, revealing the form of a teenage boy. Ben Tennyson stumbled slightly as he reverted to his human self, his eyes widening in confusion before shifting into surprise. He looked around, his gaze darting between Victor and the now extinguished forest.

"Whoa—what just happened?" Ben asked, blinking in disbelief. "One second I was on fire, and the next—poof! I'm me again."

Victor gave a casual shrug. "You were about to burn down half the forest. I fixed that for you."

Ben exhaled in relief, running a hand through his messy brown hair. "Man, I owe you one. That was almost really bad."

Victor smirked. "No problem."

Victor grabbed his wrist. The teenager flinched, startled by the sudden movement. "Hey, what gives?" Ben protested, his voice tinged with confusion and alarm.

Victor ignored him. His focus shifted to the device strapped around Ben's wrist—the Omnitrix. The watch-like piece of alien technology was the main reason he chose this world. Victor activated Gluttony. The Omnitrix flickered once, the power within it surging as if resisting for a brief moment before succumbing to his overwhelming ability.

The device disintegrated, absorbed into Victor in an instant. But he did not stop there. Through the Omnitrix's connection, he reached into the Codon Stream, the vast repository of DNA samples from every species the device had ever cataloged. A limitless source of evolutionary potential and alien power, all of it now lay bare before him.

Victor devoured everything. Every strand of genetic data stored within the Codon Stream was now his to wield. The power of thousands of alien species flooded through him. The strength of Tetramands, the speed of Kinecelerans, the intelligence of Galvans. All of it now belonged to him. And at the heart of it all, he claimed the most potent power. Alien X, the nigh-omnipotent Celestialsapien.

His body remained unchanged, but the power coursing through him was undeniable. He had not merely acquired the transformations of the Omnitrix. He had transcended them, making them his own in their purest form, free of any restrictions the watch might have imposed. With just a thought, he could alter the very fabric of the universe and beyond.

He extended his hand and recreated the Omnitrix with absolute precision. Every function, failsafe, and line of complex alien coding was reconstructed flawlessly within seconds. He strapped the newly formed device back onto Ben's wrist before placing a hand on the teenager's forehead.

With a thought, he erased every trace of their encounter from Ben's mind. The boy's expression glazed over for a moment before his features relaxed.

Victor released him, stepping back as Ben blinked in confusion. Without another word, he teleported away and stepped through the still-open portal back to Earth Bet.

Ben glanced around as if trying to recall why he was standing in the middle of the forest. His gaze lowered to the Omnitrix, his fingers brushing over the alien surface.

"Huh," Ben muttered, frowning slightly. "I feel like I was just doing something important."

Back on Earth Bet, Victor pulled out his Company Phone. As expected, his Teir from from T9 to TY. He had now reached the peak of power baring any "outerversal level beings". None of which exists in his local multiverse.

"This calls for a celebration!"

He then received a message that the girls were now awake.

"Perfect! An orgy would do." With that thought in mind, he teleported back to the Bunker.

A/N: And that's the end of this story. Blame the catalog for rolling Ben 10 . If I tried to write more, I will almost certainly up abandoning it halfway through. I might come back and write a Dragon(2B/Commander White) and Gwen lewds... no promises though.