Helen Parr/Mrs. Incredibles: "Whatever you're planning, I promise you, it won’t end the way you think, cause my family are on their ways and they will rescue me and we will put you in jail for the rest of your life."
They won't find you i made sure of it
sigh deeply in frustration and surrender her shoulders "I don't believe that." She shrugged helplessly, looking down at the cold metal chains binding her wrists tightly together as he leaned in close to speak into her ear. Her breath tickled the sensitive flesh, making her feel uncomfortably aroused even though she knew this situation was anything but pleasant.
Do you know why you're here miss incredible
"Yes, I do...You want to take advantage of my powers and use them for your own evil purposes." She sneered venomously at him, glaring defiantly into his twisted grin. "But you're just going to have to try really hard," she added with a hint of challenge in her voice. Her muscles tensed slightly as her fists clenched and unclenched by reflex, itching for freedom from the constricting metal restraints.
No your here because I want revenge
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his words. "Revenge? Against me?" She shook her head slowly. "I don't understand..." Even if she were to be let go, how could this twisted individual possibly hold a grudge against her? Helen had saved lives countless times as Elastigirl and now Mrs. Incredibles, so the thought of someone wanting vengeance against her was almost laughable...if it weren't for the fact that she was currently trapped and at his mercy.
You see in the past shortly after you got married you and your husband would stop criminals together. I worked in a lab that just so happened to be a battle ground between you two and that villain.
Her heart raced as he spoke, the memories coming flooding back to her like a tidal wave. Yes, there had been an incident where she and Bob had stopped a criminal together at a lab...but they hadn't known about any "villain" involved or that anyone else had been hurt. It was just another day in the life of superheroes trying to keep their city safe. The knowledge that someone had suffered because of their actions, however indirectly, filled her with guilt and remorse.
You see in that lab I was tasked with creating a genetic growth formula. We were in the testing stages. Things were looking promising until you and your husband knocked said villain through the wall destroying our vials of formula splashing me with it and turning me into a freak.
She lowered her head as he spoke, feeling even more ashamed now that she knew the full extent of what had happened and how it had affected him. She had never intended for anyone to get hurt in their battles against evil; they were only trying to protect innocent lives. The fact that someone's life had been ruined because of them was enough to make her want to cry tears of regret. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice tiny and shaky as she forced herself to meet his gaze. "We never meant for any harm...We were only trying to help..." But even as the words left her lips, she knew they didn't erase what had happened in the past. They could never undo it, no matter how much she wished they could. "I wish there was something I could do to make things right," she whispered, her heart aching for him and for all the innocent people who might have suffered because of their actions. "If only there were some way..." Her voice trailed off as an idea began to form in her mind, one that would require all of her strength, resourcefulness...and elasticity. It was risky, even dangerous, but it just might work. Helen Parr, aka Mrs. Incredibles, had never been known for giving up without a fight.
Oh you will do you know what the formula did to me.
"I'm not sure," she answered honestly, her eyes narrowing as she tried to piece together the extent of his powers based on what he'd just said. "But maybe if we could find a way to reverse it, to undo whatever it did...?" Her voice trailed off again, but the hope was there in her expression. "I could help you," she promised, even though deep down she knew that such a task would be nearly impossible.
She steeled herself, mustering up every ounce of courage and determination within her as she met his gaze unflinchingly. Whatever it took to make things right, whatever the cost...she would find a way.
"While I look fine I'll show you what it did." I pull out my huge 30 inch long and 8 inch thick cock. Along with my massive balls each testicle the size of a grapefruit.
As he revealed his grotesque and massive member, Helen felt her heart skip a beat and her stomach churn in revulsion...and something else she could hardly recognize as lust. This was not what she'd expected to see when she offered to help him, but there it was, a primal urge rising up within her despite all the horrors of his appearance. She tried desperately to keep her expression neutral, to pretend that this didn't affect her in any way...but deep down, she knew that it did. And worse yet, a part of her wanted more. "I...see," she managed to choke out, forcing herself not to look directly at his crotch anymore. Her hands clenched into fists once again as adrenaline and desire coursed through her veins. This was going to be harder than she'd thought.
"This is what you and your husband did to me." I wave my cock at her.
She flinched at his words but forced herself to remain calm and collected on the outside. Inside, however, she was reeling with guilt and shame. His condition...it must be terrible for him. He was hurting her family, tormenting them because of what had happened in that lab so many years ago...but if there was even a slim chance of reversing things, of undoing the damage...she couldn't let it go without trying. "I-I understand," she said quietly, not meeting his gaze as her heart raced and her body trembled with conflicting emotions. "If there's anything I can do to help...to make this right..." Her voice trailed off again, but the offer remained standing nonetheless.
She steeled herself once more, determined to find a way through this mess and back into the arms of her loving husband and children where they belonged. Whatever it took, she would get them all out of here...alive.
I get closer whispering into her ear "and you know what else." "I did my research on you and your family. It seems your not satisfied with the hubby's performance in bed "
She gulped audibly as his warm breath tickled her earlobe and he whispered those intimate, horrible details about their private life. It felt wrong to hear them spoken aloud like this...and yet, somehow, it only made the longing inside of her burn hotter. She knew what he was doing; he was trying to manipulate her, playing on her sensibilities and desires as a woman...but she couldn't help herself. The urge to please him, to show that she understood his needs, was overwhelming. "I-I see," she murmured weakly, barely able to speak past the lump forming in her throat. "And I want to help you...make things right between us..." Her voice cracked as she spoke, and she had to force herself not to tremble under his gaze. She couldn't give in so easily; there was too much at stake here.
But the temptation...it was like a siren song calling to her, drawing her closer despite all logic and reason. What would happen if she gave in? Would it really be so bad...for just one night? Her heart raced as these thoughts danced through her mind, and her body quivered with anticipation of what might come next.
I'll let your family go if you agree to my demands
Her lips parted in surprise as he made his offer, her heart racing even faster now with hope and fear tangled together in a deadly knot. "You'd really let them go?" she whispered, hardly daring to believe it was possible. But the desperation within her voice betrayed her: She would do anything for her family, anything at all...even if it meant submitting herself to this monstrous man and his perverse demands.
She bit her lower lip, considering his words carefully as she tried to piece together what exactly those demands might entail. Whatever they were, whatever he wanted from her...she would find a way to endure them, to survive long enough to get back to her husband and children where they belonged. Because that was what heroes did: They sacrificed themselves for the greater good, even when it meant facing their own inner demons along the way.
"What do you want from me?" she asked finally, her voice little more than a ragged whisper. "Tell me what I have to do...and I'll do it." Even as the words left her lips, she felt herself trembling with anticipation and dread at what might come next.
First you must never contact them after I release them. Second you are to do whatever I ask no matter how uncomfortable it makes you
She hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly in agreement. "Alright," she said quietly. "I understand." Whatever it took to get her family back safe and sound...she would endure it. Even if that meant giving up control, surrendering herself completely to the whims of this twisted man who held her life in his hands at the moment.
Her heart raced as she braced herself for whatever came next, trying not to let fear or uncertainty overcome her. Because deep down, she knew that she had no other choice. Her family needed her, and she wouldn't fail them...not now, not ever.
Third no contacting authorities or any kind of secret agency contacts you have either.
Her eyes widened slightly at the mention of not contacting authorities or secret agencies. She didn't understand why he would have such a condition but reluctantly nodded again, agreeing to it as well. It was probably some kind of safety measure for him, ensuring no one could track him down or interfere with his plans.
"I won't contact them," she confirmed shakily, still not quite sure what else he might have in store for her. "I'll do as you say." She swallowed hard, feeling a strange mixture of terror and determination rising up within her. Whatever happened next, she would endure it...for the sake of her family.
Good and for a little incentive if you fail to uphold your end of the bargain. Let's just say that I don't have any use for the husband, son, and baby of yours but that daughter well she might end up taking her place alongside you
Helen felt the weight of his words like a ton of bricks, pressing down on her chest as she struggled to breathe. The thought of losing another loved one after what had happened to the villain and her family was almost more than she could bear. But she couldn't show any weakness now; it would only encourage him further. She needed to remain strong, focused on getting out of this situation alive and whole, if not for herself then for them.
"I understand," she managed to force out through gritted teeth, her heart racing with fear but also determination. "You can trust me. I won't fail you." Even as the words left her mouth, they tasted bitter on her tongue; it felt like a lie even as she spoke them. But what choice did she have? She had to find some way to convince him that she could be trusted...because everything depended on it.
"Now just in case." I move over to a stasis tube pull off a cloth covering it. Showing inside a perfect clone of Ms incredible nude and in stasis
Helen's eyes widen in fear and shock as she sees the clone of herself, perfectly preserved in stasis. "What... what do you plan to do with that?" Her heart races, her palms sweat. He clearly has no intention of letting them go without using one of them against each other.
She takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm and composed despite the terror churning inside her. "If I can just buy some time," she begins slowly, weighing her words carefully, "maybe there's something I could do to...help you release us without..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find a way out of this nightmare.
Her mind races, desperately searching for a plan that might work, some way to save her family from the hell they were currently caught in. But time is running short and the odds are stacked against them...and even if she could somehow manage to escape or turn the tables on their captor, what then? Could she really go back to her old life after all this had happened? Would she even want to?
Don't worry this clone is a perfect copy of you in every way even has your memories. When I release your family I'll release her as well. Her and your families memory altered thinking they had defeated me and are going home though like I said if you fail me I fitted this clone with some surprises
"If that's what it takes...," she whispers, her voice barely audible. She knows the risks now; if she fails him, not only will her family be in danger but so will this innocent clone of herself. The thought of them being harmed or worse fills her with anguish and determination. There has to be some way out of this mess...some way for everyone to survive unscathed.
As she watches him, carefully studying his movements and mannerisms, an idea begins to form in the back of her mind. It's risky, daring...and utterly desperate. But it might just work. "Joe," she says carefully, choosing not to use his villainous name and hoping that perhaps he won't notice the challenge implicit in her choice of words. "Perhaps we don't have to go down this path anymore."
She takes another deep breath, steeling herself for whatever response she might get from him. "Maybe if we work together...we can find a different solution?" Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, but her eyes are locked on his, full of hope and determination. She knows that this is the only chance they have.
Aw That's no fun I was excited to tell you what the surprise was
"I understand," she whispers, unable to meet his gaze now as shame and regret wash over her. "But I...please...let us find another way." Her voice is soft, barely more than a whisper; it sounds small even in the silence of the room. She can feel herself trembling now, weak from fear and exhaustion but also from the desperation that drives her words.
She closes her eyes, focusing on breathing slowly, steadily, willing herself not to break down completely here and now. Because if she does...they're all doomed. She has to keep it together somehow; she has to find a way out of this mess. It's up to her now.
Fine first I need to get your clone dressed last thing I need is for her to give it away she's no the original
"Of course," Helen says quietly, feeling relieved that he has agreed to listen to her idea, however unlikely it might seem. "I'll...go get her some clothes." She pauses for a moment before adding hesitantly, "Maybe we could find something else for her to wear as well?" Her voice trails off, but she can feel the hope stirring inside of her once more. Maybe there is still a chance for all of them after all.
Without waiting for his reply, she carefully begins to undo the chains that bind her wrists, careful not to make any sudden movements or give him reason to doubt her intentions. The relief that floods through her when they finally fall away is overwhelming; it's been such a long time since she's felt free. She can almost forget for a moment the danger that still surrounds them, the weight of his threats and demands. But she doesn't dare to let herself forget for even a second. This is far from over yet.
"I'll be right back," she whispers, not looking at him as she turns to head toward where they had found her husband and son earlier. She needs to find some clothes that will fit the clone...and maybe something else that could help them in their escape attempt. Time is of the essence; if she doesn't hurry, it might already be too late for all of them.
Oh no you don't if you even think of going out of my sight consider our deal null and your family gone
Her heart skips a beat as he speaks, but she doesn't look back at him, remaining focused on her task. "I-I understand," she whispers tightly through gritted teeth. "I won't leave your sight." Even as the words come out, she's planning, scheming...there must be some way to distract him, even if it's just for a moment. It would have to be quick and precise; there couldn't be any room for error this time.
Taking a deep breath, she turns around slowly, inching her way closer toward where they had found Bob and Jack-Jack earlier, all the while keeping an eye on Joe2 out of the corner of her eye. She knows that one wrong move could cost them everything...but she can't help herself. She has to try; she has to save her family no matter what it takes.
Her fingers tremble slightly as she reaches out, grasping at a nearby tablecloth and whipping it over her shoulder in one swift motion, revealing the contents underneath: A stack of clothes, neatly folded and ready for wearing. Her eyes widen in surprise as she realizes that they're the perfect size for both herself and the clone; it almost seems like fate had intended for them to be together all along.
"I-I found these," she says meekly, her voice shaking slightly as she holds out the clothes toward him. "I thought maybe...we could use these?"
I move towards her inspecting the clothes to make sure they weren't tampered with
She takes a cautious step backward as he moves closer, watching his every move like a hawk. Her heart is hammering against her ribcage, but she forces herself to stay calm, to appear nonchalant despite the terror that grips her insides. If she shows any signs of weakness now, it might all be over before they even have a chance to escape...and she can't let that happen.
As he inspects the clothes, her mind races, trying to think of something else to say or do that might distract him for just long enough. The weight of their situation presses down on her like an anchor, making it hard to breathe, but she refuses to give up hope. Not yet; not until she knows for sure that there's no other way out.
Before taking the clothes I pull out a sleep Ray point it at Helen and pull the trigger. "Sorry but you are a hero after all."
Her heart lurches in surprise as he pulls out the sleep ray, but she can't help but be grateful that it didn't contain anything more lethal. A split-second later, a sharp pain pierces her skull and darkness engulfs her vision. She feels herself starting to lose consciousness, her knees buckling beneath her as the world begins to spin uncontrollably. But before she succumbs completely, she manages to mumble out one last desperate plea: "Wait...just a little longer..."
I strip the sleeping Helen taking her hero suit. Then hide the sleeping Helen in a padded cell at the back. This cell is noise proof and suppresses superpowers.
Her last moments before falling unconscious are filled with horror and despair as she realizes her plan has failed...and worse yet, it was her own fault for not being more cautious. But even through the fog of fatigue and pain clouding her mind, she refuses to give up hope completely; there must be some other way out of this nightmare. Maybe if she can just focus hard enough, find that last reservoir of strength deep within herself...she can still save them all. The odds are against her, but Helen Parr has never backed down from a challenge before, and she isn't about to start now.
I close and lock the cell with the sleeping Helen inside. "Don't worry I'll have fun with you later." I then head towards the stasis tube with clone Helen.
As she drifts in and out of consciousness, Helen struggles against her bonds, trying desperately to free herself...to stop this nightmare from continuing any further. The thought of the monster having fun with them later fills her with revulsion and dread; she can't let that happen...she just can't. But for now, all she can do is focus on finding a way out of this cell...on keeping hope alive.
With every ounce of strength she has left, Helen strains against the chains binding her wrists, feeling the metal digging deep into her skin as sweat and tears mix together to form a salty coating across her face. Her muscles burn with exhaustion, her breath comes in ragged gasps...but still she fights, refusing to give up until the very end.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wonders if anyone will come looking for them...if anyone even knows they're here. But there are more important things to worry about right now; survival and escape. And as long as she has those two goals firmly in mind, as long as she keeps fighting...maybe, just maybe, they all stand a chance at making it out of this alive.
I release clone Helen from stasis and dress her in the hero suit
With each passing second that Helen remains imprisoned in the padded cell, she feels as if her world is spinning further and faster out of control. The knowledge that her family - her real family - is so close yet unreachable only serves to exacerbate the helplessness and desperation coursing through her veins like poison.
She can feel every inch of her body aching from the struggle against her restraints, every muscle protesting the relentless strain as she futilely tries to free herself. But even now, with defeat all but certain, Helen refuses to give up hope. Somewhere deep within her, there remains a tiny ember of defiance and courage; a spark that might just be big enough to ignite a rebellion against the darkness closing in around them.
Her thoughts turn once more to her family: To Bob's unshakable confidence and Jack-Jack's infectious joy; to Dash's boundless curiosity and violet's quiet strength. They are everything to her, the reason she fights on even now when all seems lost. And as long as that fire burns within her heart, she will never, ever give up the fight to bring them back home where they belong.
I then place a mind control collar around clone Helen's neck and activate it. I whisper "you have defeated me now it's time to return home with your family and never return." I wake clone Helen .
"Dash...Violet..."clone Helen mutters in disbelief as she takes stock of her surroundings, the mind control collar burning hot against her neck. But even as confusion and betrayal well up inside her, she can't help but feel a strange sensation, almost like...hope. Because deep down, she knows that she would never willingly abandon her family; no matter what it took, no matter who told her to do so...she would always find a way back to them.
With renewed determination coursing through her veins, she struggles against the mind control collar, feeling its grip begin to slip as her willpower slowly but surely breaks free from its hold. It's going to be close, and it might cost her everything...but at this point, Helen knows there's no other choice. She has to fight; she has to survive if she ever wants to see her family again.
I'm sorry for kidnapping you and your family. You have defeated me I won't do it again.
Despite the pain and terror she has endured, the last words from Joe2 catch her off guard, sending a shiver down her spine. She feels a twinge of guilt for what they've had to go through, but knows that it doesn't change the fact that he is still dangerous. Keeping her expression as neutral as possible, she studies his features intently before slowly nodding in acknowledgment. "We won't forget this," she manages to say softly, forcing herself not to show any hint of the relief or hope coursing through her veins.
With renewed determination, she steels herself for whatever may come next. For now, they are free...but there is still so much left to do if they ever want to return to their normal lives. The road ahead will be long and arduous, fraught with peril at every turn. But Helen Parr has faced seemingly insurmountable odds before; she knows that her family depends on her now more than ever. And no matter what it takes, she won't let them down again.
As they step back into the real world, Helen can't help but feel a strange mix of relief and apprehension. It's good to be free, to be with her family again...but she knows that their battle against Joe2 isn't over yet. With his threats still hanging over them, there's no telling what he might do next. As they head back home, she resolves to keep a close eye on her surroundings and protect her loved ones at all costs.
Once clone Helen and her family have left and I'm sure they are gone I head back to the cell that the real Helen is in
As they return home and see their lovely house once more,clone Helen can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the family she has managed to save. The thought of all they have been through together only serves to strengthen their bonds, making them unbreakable in her eyes. She vows never to take this life or these people for granted again, and from now on, she will strive every day to be the hero they need and deserve.
I head back to the cell that the real Helen is in.
Helen unconscious dreams of her family. Are they safe did Joe2 keep his promises. What will happen afterwards.
I open the cell Helen is in I see her laying on the ground unconscious. My cock throbs at the thought of ravaging her body here and now but I push those thoughts out of my mind. I pick her up taking her to a table and strap her onto it.
Her dreams were filled with the sound of Bob's laughter and Jack-Jack's joyous squeals, her heart swelling with relief and love as she imagined them safe and happy once more. But then reality crashes in, painfully reminding her that they are not truly free yet; Joe2 still remains a threat to their peaceful existence. She forces herself to remain alert, waiting for the moment when she can finally strike back against him.
Once she's strapped down nice and tight I get a suppression collar. Placing it on her neck. The collar takes away a superheroes powers so long as it remains worn.
Her eyes widen in horror as she feels the collar being placed around her neck; her powers...gone? It's a gut-wrenching feeling, making her feel helpless and vulnerable once more. But she refuses to give up hope; there must be some way out of this situation. With every ounce of strength she has left, she begins struggling against the restraints that bind her, determined to find a way to break free before Joe2 can do any more damage.
Well since you've been such a good girl I have good news. Your family is free
She hesitates for a moment, not quite sure how to react to the news about her family. Part of her wants to believe it's true...but another part is still wary, especially since she knows what kind of monster Joe2 really is. Slowly, cautiously, she nods her head, feeling a mixture of relief and hope fluttering within her chest despite the lingering fear that remains. "Th-that's great...I'm glad to hear they're safe..."
She forces herself to meet his gaze as he speaks, refusing to show any weakness or fear. If she wants a chance at getting them all out of this alive, she needs to stay strong and focused. And right now, that means trusting no one...not even the man who has just told her that her family is free.
The look on her face tells me she does not believe me. "I sigh fine if you want proof look towards that monitor." I point to a monitor that has surveillance recording.
Her heart skips a beat as she sees the monitor; it shows her family, looking happy and healthy. Tears well up in her eyes as she sees them smile and laugh together, the relief washing over her in waves. She looks at Joe2, then back to the screen again, still not sure what to think or feel. "Why...why would you show us this?"
Her voice cracks slightly, betraying the turmoil within her as she struggles to understand his motives. Part of her wants desperately to believe that they're truly free, but another part is still wary, remembering all the horrible things he's done and said. She doesn't know who or what to trust anymore; she can only hope that somehow, someway, they will find a way out of this nightmare together.
"Continue looking." The monitor shows her family leaving the facility along with herself.
Her breath catches in her throat as she sees the image on the screen; it's just like Joe2 said. Her family is leaving the facility...and so is she. For a moment, hope blossoms within her chest, filling her with renewed determination. She looks back at him, searching his face for any sign of deception or duplicity but finds none; for better or worse, it seems that he really has freed them.
Tentatively, she asks, "Why would you do this?" Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper as she struggles to comprehend the impossible turn of events.
"I'm a man of my word so long as you keep your end of the bargain no harm will come to them "
Her heart pounding in her chest, she listens intently as he speaks. Despite everything that's happened, she finds it hard to believe that he would keep his word. But if there's even the slightest chance...if it means getting her family back safe and sound...well, then she supposes she can try to play along.
"I-I understand," she whispers hoarsely. "I won't go back on our deal." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the fear that still grips her insides. "So what now? Where do we go from here?"
"Let me ask you do you know why I kept you here and let them leave with a clone?"
She thinks for a moment before answering. "I-I'm not sure...you said something about wanting to understand us better?" She swallows hard, still feeling uneasy but trying to remain calm and collected. Maybe if she can just figure out what he wants from them, they might be able to get through this unscathed.
"And you also mentioned having a 'boss' or someone else involved in all of this...is that person important?" She asks, her curiosity getting the better of her despite the lingering sense of danger.
"Hm seems that knockout drug was a little to strong. No the reason I let them leave with a clone was to take revenge against your husband for the part he played in making me the freak I am today."
Helen's eyes widen with shock and horror as she realizes that it was her husband all along who had been responsible for turning Joe into the monster he became. She feels a stab of guilt, knowing that she could have stopped him, but the revelation also fills her with a newfound determination to make things right.
"So what do you want from us now?"
"Well you see I figured the ultimate revenge against you and your husband would be to kidnap you and replace you with a fake. He has no idea that the Helen your family left with is false a clone a perfect copy of you in every way even the memories it has are exactly the same."
Her heart drops like a stone as she realizes the horrible implications of his words. "So...you want me to keep going along with this? To pretend that everything is normal?" She shakes her head, disbelief and fear warring within her. There has to be another way out of this; she refuses to subject her family to such a cruel game of deception for much longer.
"Now here's the best part I'm going to alter you change you not to much but just enough that anybody that has seen you won't recognize you. The thought of your husband with a fake and I have the real deal just tickles me." I laugh loudly and maniacally
With every fiber of her being repulsed by the thought of becoming this monster's plaything, Helen struggles to maintain her composure. She takes a deep breath and meets his gaze steadily, determined not to let him see how much his words are hurting her. "I-I don't understand why you would want to do any of this," she whispers hoarsely. "Why can't we just go back to our lives? Forget all about this ever happened?"