Adagio slipped through the cold, grey halls, making no effort to be stealthy. She had already neutralized every single threat that Las Pegasus Supervillain Secured Housing could have offered her, and, even if she hadn’t, Sonata was by her side with her breasts at the ready to get them out of any sticky situations. One such sticky situation presented itself as soon as the duo infiltrated the supervillain prison facility: the guard patrol. Adagio and Sonata easily defeated all four guards, leaving one conscious for Adagio to manipulate with the power of her dance. The sinister duo of the Hip-No-Tits and Titty Titan, along with their new friend David the Prison Guard, made their trip through the cell block a walk in the park.

“Dagi? What’re we doing here?” asked Sonata. “I’m getting tired…”

“Shut up, idiot,” said Adagio. “Just keep an eye out and shoot anyone that steps too close to their bars.” Most of the prisoners were long asleep by that point, but Adagio was a woman of caution. She wasn’t about to take any unnecessary risks.

“But, Dagi—”

“What is your one and only job, you brainless bimbo?” snarled Adagio. Things got silent for a moment while Sonata took in a deep breath and tried not to let her feelings get too hurt. This was nothing new for her. Ever since she had met Adagio, she had become accustomed to this sort of verbal abuse. Still, she couldn’t shake herself from the Hip-No-Tits, even if she wanted to.

“To do as I’m told,” droned Sonata, having heard that particular order barked at her more times than she could count.

“And what is it that I told you to do?”

“To shut up, keep an eye out, and shoot anyone that steps too close to their bars.”

“Good little slut. Now keep that cockhole of yours shut. This may be the most important step in our little quest.”

Adagio, Sonata, and the mind-controlled guard made their way through the block, to the mid-security housing. The place where heroes stored the middle-tiered villains, the ones that weren’t quite harmless but could also be contained with relative ease. Near the end of the block, at Cell 443A, Adagio stopped her party. She grabbed the baton from her mind-controlled slave’s belt and tapped on the bars firmly.

“Fuck off, pig,” came a voice from inside. “I’m trying to sleep.”

“If that’s the case, I’ll come back in the morning,” said Adagio. She could hear scrambling, followed by a body hitting the ground, then a fit of mad crawling and clawing to the bars. Rainbow Dash, wearing a standard-issue orange jumpsuit, pulled herself up using the bars of the cell, her face beaming out sheer shock and awe.

“B-boss! You came back for me!” said Rainbow.

“I did,” said Adagio. “I don’t make a habit of leaving my belongings out and about for anyone to just come along and pick them up.”

“Boss, I’m so, so sorry. I fucked up, letting that Traitor beat me. I—”

“I have no time for whiners, Dash,” said Adagio dryly. Rainbow stopped her cascade of apologies immediately. “I never intended for you to beat them. Just feel them out.” Adagio tapped the guard, then pointed to the cell. The guard lurched forward and unlocked the door. “Come on out, Rainbow. You’ve got work to do.”

“Yes, ma’am!” Rainbow pulled open her cell and stepped out, then immediately tore off her jumpsuit. She ran a few laps around Adagio, stopping in front of her and dropped to one knee in front of her. “What can I do for you?”

“There are a few locations that I need scouted. Places that would take me months for me to reach, but should only take you a week or two,” said Adagio. She pulled out her phone and handed it to Rainbow. “Go to all of them, search the inside, and return to me with a report.”

“Um… Boss?” Rainbow scrolled through the phone, confused. “These places are kinda far. Like, different continents far.”

“Is that an issue?”

“N-no, not at all. It’s just… I don’t even know where some of these places are.”

“Then I suggest you get yourself a map,” said Adagio. She dropped down, caressing Rainbow’s face almost lovingly. “I need you to do this for me, Rainbow. You’re doing important work for me. I cannot hope to succeed without your help. Just this one task, Rainbow, and then you will get your reward.”

Rainbow slowly looked up, nodding her agreement. Adagio stood up and began to sensually gyrate her hips. Rainbow’s eyes glowed faintly orange for a moment before fading back to their original magenta color. Rainbow stood up, cracked her back, then bolted out of the prison block in a flash.

“Are we done?” asked Sonata.

“No. We’ve got one more stop,” said Adagio. “Come along, Sonata. I don’t want to be here any longer than necessary.”

Adagio strolled down the maximum security block, which was mostly uninhabited, save for one cell at the very end. She arrived there, using her arm to keep Sonata back from potential harm, then rapped on the bars with her baton.

“Dinnertime already?” giggled a voice from the cell. A figure slid forward, grabbing the bars as best as she could with her unique restraints. The index and middle fingers on each of her hands were bound together with titanium caps, which were to stop her using her powers. She reached through the bars, swiping at Adagio. “Ooh, someone looks tasty. If this is what prison food is like, I need to get locked up more often.”

“Hello, Fingerbang,” said Adagio. “Do you know who I am?”

“I was thinking dinner and a show?”

“My name is Adagio Dazzle. They call me the Hip-No-Tits.” Fingerbang’s eyes went a bit wider, her grin more pronounced. “I’m a dancer of sorts. Would you like to see me perform?” Fingerbang nodded, licking her lips in anticipation. Adagio passed her baton to Sonata, then began to gyrate her hips. She reached out with her influence, tugging at Fingerbang’s mind with her swaying hips. She twirled and spun, punching a hole into Fingerbang’s psyche.

Fire. Flames, incredibly wild and impossibly hot, licked at Adagio’s flesh. She gasped, batting at the flames that never seemed to die. This was impossible. Adagio should’ve had complete control over Fingerbang’s mindscape. She should’ve been able to tame the raging inferno, yet it didn’t respond to her powers.

A wild, manic cackle floated from the heart of the flames, immediately distracting Adagio from her attempts at escaping the heat. She fought through the fire and the flames, her eyes going wide at what she saw. Sitting in the source of the incandescent blaze, surrounded by hellfire and brimstone, was Fingerbang, who didn’t even seem to be breaking a sweat.

“How…?” gasped Adagio, the fire growing to be too much for her. “Your mind…”

“I know,” giggled Fingerbang. “It’s a real clusterfuck, isn’t it?” Fingerbang laughed wildly as the flames rose higher and higher, consuming Adagio entirely in a raging inferno.

Adagio gasped, breaking off her connection with Fingerbang. She batted Sonata away when she tried to help her up, having fallen to the ground at some point. Adagio panted, wiping the sweat from her brow, unable to stop looking at Fingerbang.

“Your mind… It’s broken,” panted Adagio. “What in the world…?”

“Yeah, I know. It’s a mess, isn’t it?” said Fingerbang, tapping her forehead. “So, now that you’re done molesting my subconscious, what can I do for you?” The smart thing to do would have been to leave, to return to base and devise a secondary plan. Yet, for some reason, Adagio remained, attempting to bargain with a woman who had fire in her mind.

“I… Ahem. I want your help.”

“With what?”

“Doesn’t matter. What I need from you is simple,” said Adagio. “I need you to do what it is you’d normally do: cause havoc and slow down the heroes. All that you’d change is that you report back to me, and run a few errands on my behalf.”

“And why would I do that?” asked Fingerbang.

Adagio shook her head, still off-balance from her journey into Fingerbang’s mind. She stood up, rubbing her head gingerly. She stepped towards Fingerbang, looking her directly in her eyes.

“Because, next year, I will be ruling the world, with or without your help,” said Adagio. “The only impact your assistance would have would be determining if I’ll be finished in six months or three, and which side of those bars you’ll be on when it’s all said and done.”

Fingerbang reached forward, grabbing Adagio by the throat with her six usable fingers. Sonata prepared to fire a blast from her boobs, stopped by a single gesture from Adagio.

“Stand down, Titan,” ordered Adagio. “I’ve got things in hand.”

“Are you threatening me? Please, please, please tell me that you’re threatening me,” said FIngerbang. “Because, let me tell you something, I’ve had a bad week and I’ve been dying to alleviate some stress. Which, by the way, is hard to do with these damned locks on, but I’ll settle for snapping your neck here and now.”

“If you kill me, you’ll never see the outside of that cell,” promised Adagio. “You will die here, or get moved to an even shittier hole in the ground. But, if you join me, not only will you be free, but I will present to you Twilight Sparkle.” That seemed to catch Fingerbang’s attention, and she loosened her grip slightly. “You want to be the one true Twilight, don’t you? You want the Fapper to be yours? Join me, do as I ask, and I promise you, you will have your every desire in this life.” Fingerbang made a quick judgement call, releasing Adagio from her grasp. She grinned, then grabbed the bars of her cell.

“Well, if that’s the case, why don’t you let me out of here?” said Fingerbang. She licked the bars that contained her. “Let’s get to work.”

“David, unlock her cell,” ordered Adagio. Her prison guard slave lurched forward, then unlocked Fingerbang’s cell. Using a different key, he removed the restraints from Fingerbang’s hands.

Fingerbang rushed past him, pressing a finger gun to Adagio’s forehead. Again, Sonata tried to intervene, and again, Adagio stopped her with a wave of the hand. Fingerbang cackled madly, then pointed another finger at Sonata.

“Now, explain to me again why I shouldn’t just kill you and Boobs McGee over there and make my escape?” asked Fingerbang.

“Because then you’d have to fight Twilight Sparkle by yourself, and we saw how well that worked last time,” said Adagio. “Because then you’ll have to take on all of S.E.X.Y. without any protection or guidance. Because it’d be easy and boring and you can’t stand that. So put down your hand and get ready to go to work.”

Fingerbang chuckled, applying more and more pressure onto Adagio’s forehead for several moments before dropping her hands. She strolled around Adagio, pausing to inspect Sonata. Fingerbang wolf-whistled before quietly swinging around the guard and wrapping her arms around his throat.

“So, I’m concerned,” said Fingerbang. “I am concerned that joining up with your little team of villains would cause me to lose a sense of individuality.”

“I won’t try to stop you from doing anything it is you want, so long as it doesn’t put me in danger,” said Adagio. “But property damage, arson, vandalism, whatever your particular fetish is, it’s your business.”

“So, say I wanted to kill poor little David over here,” said Fingerbang. “You’d be okay with that?”

“I truly couldn’t give less of a bother.”

“Wonderful! But, you know… It’s just not the same if he’s not aware of what’s going on. Could you maybe… Release him from your little spell?”

Adagio twisted on her heel, swinging her hips and severing the connection she formed with the guard. He blinked, then gasped, trying to fight his way out of Fingerbang’s suffocating gasp.

“Let me go!” he shouted. He clawed at Fingerbang’s hand, to no avail. Fingerbang wrenched down pressure, stopping whatever it was David would’ve said next.

“Shshshsh! Quiet, David, quiet,” said Fingerbang. “Just calm down, this will all be over soon.”

“P-please, let me go!”

“You know, I would normally be quite obliged to let you go, but, if you recall, I asked you something, too. I asked you specifically not to bring me carrots with dinner. I’m allergic to carrots. But you brought it anyway.”

“Can you wrap this up?” asked Adagio. “We’re on a schedule.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure! Just tell poor little David here that he’s gonna die because he can’t follow simple fucking instructions!”

Adagio stared blankly at the guard, the fear etched on his face almost enough to make Adagio pity him. She shook her head, walked over to him, and placed her hand against his cheek in a gentle display of tenderness.

“You shouldn’t have brought her carrots,” said Adagio. “Sorry, mate, but she’s going to kill you now.”

“Oh my god, p-please don’t kill me!”

“Here it comes…” hissed Fingerbang. She ran her tongue up his cheek then smashed her fist against the top of his head, knocking him unconscious. “Idiot. Really thought I would do it. So, now that we’ve dealt with that… What’s next?”

“Sonata. The tracker,” ordered Adagio. Sonata reached beneath one of her breasts and retrieve a small disk, about the size of a dime, with a blinking red light. Adagio took it and stuck it Fingerbang’s chest. “This device allows S.E.X.Y. to track us. They stuck it on Sonata thinking I wouldn’t notice, but I did. I’ve sent her away from HQ to preserve my secrecy, but now I need her.”

“So you gave it to me, so I can be the scapegoat,” said Fingerbang. “Makes sense.”

“Free the lower-tier villains here. Let them back on the streets. We want S.E.X.Y as distracted as possible. Then, head off to Baltimare and wait for S.E.X.Y. to come find you. Your teleportation harness is downstairs in the evidence locker.”

“And if you need to contact me?”

“I have ways of getting in touch.”

Fingerbang smiled, then blew a hole in the ground with a single finger-blast. She fired again into the wall, creating an escape for Adagio and Sonata. Fingerbang bowed, then dropped down to the floor beneath her.

“See ya later, Hip-No-Tits!” she called as she ran. Adagio smirked at the following explosions as Fingerbang freed the prisoners.

“Come on, Sonata,” said Adagio. “Time to go home. We’ve got a lot of things to do, and we’ll need a good night’s rest before we do.”

“What do we have to do tomorrow?” asked Sonata. Adagio chuckled, beckoning for her subordinate to follow her through the exit that Fingerbang had made for them.

“We’ve got some more associates to recruit.”

Author's Notes:

S.E.X.Y. OFFICIAL TRADING CARDS

#08
The Titty Titan

Real Name: Sonata Dusk
Age: 22
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 160 lbs
Power: Breast-based energy blasts
Affiliations: The Hip-No-Tits

Strength: 7/10
Speed: 5/10
Stamina: 6/10
Endurance: 7/10
Intelligence: -1000/10

Sonata Dusk was a stripper down on her luck and with no direction in her life, up until she met the dastardly villain The Hip-No-Tits. Low on money, ambitions, and friends, Sonata Dusk devoted her time to aiding The Hip-No-Tits in her conquest for power. Lacking in the brains department, she depends on her leader for her survival and will follow her for as long as she is needed.