So strong I break stuff without meaning to. And I'm invulnerable, goody, except it means I cant feel anything ,making it even harder for me to keep my...strength under control. For awhile, I tried to ignore the ramifications of what happened to me, triedto see the upside, and use my power for crimefighting just like thesuperheroes in the comics. But whenever there wasnt a bad guy to stop, Icouldn't turn it off, couldn't live a normal life. "Tears ran down his face."And its not just 'stuff' I've. Rocky while fingering me ‘I want to fuck you now itself.’ Me ‘No please stop ittt’. He kept fingering and inserted another finger. aaaaaaaahhhhhh. Me ‘Pllllzzzz stoppp’. Rocky ‘Will you let me fuck you?’ Me ‘Plzzzz noooo’. He inserted the third one in. It pained a lot aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh. Rocky ‘So what you think now?’ Me ‘yesssss, I will’. Rocky ‘thats my girl’. We saw dad coming to us. I was feling a bit relieved as I would get free from this monster. As dad came Rocky showed dad that. When they released from the kiss, her breath caught in her throat.“It feels so good, though,” she rasped.“What do you want?” he asked.She eased down on him just a few millimeters. He could feel her heat, her warmth, her grasp. A little flutter of muscle contraction passed from her through to him.“What I want is all of it,” she gasped. “But we can’t.”“We already are, I think,” he observed.She stopped. The look she gave him was of smoky lust. Her naked breasts rose and fell rapidly in time with. By then, I was turning blue.I was barely awake from the anesthesia as my mom explained, and Istruggled to understand her.I found out that the blood that I had seen on my shirt and fingers wasnothing, just blood from a large but non-critical gash immediatelyunderneath my lower lip, and Mom said that they had to use some stitchesto close the wound.I shakily raised my left hand and touched the stitches but was stopped bya thick bandage covering my chin, just below my lower lip. I touched mythroat.