Horny Jail (Formerly Her bizarre adventure) (Jotaro x OC x Joseph)

Part 8

"I'm Jean Pierre Polnareff, by the way, Mademoiselle. Pleased to make your acquaintance," he oozed.

"Charmed," Stevie said, wanting to laugh and vomit at the same time.

"So, what's your stand?" Joseph said, "Show it to us."

The three of them had moved to Stevie's cramped hotel room, where she and Polnareff sat on the red velvet bed, and Joseph sat in the bondage swing, casually swaying back and forth.

"I can't really show you. I mean, it's just a power, not a visible 'stand' thing or whatever like you guys have. It doesn't look like anything," she said.

"Only stand users can see stands," Joseph said, "so use it, and we'll see for ourselves."

Stevie turned her power on and saw Polnareff start glowing a fainter red than earlier. Joseph was still glowing lightly as when she saw them on the street. "Well, do you see anything? Like, can you see you're both kind of glowing red?" Stevie asked.

"No," Polnareff said. Joseph threw his hands in the air, losing his balance and sending the sex swing rocking. "What does it do?" he asked as he regained his composure.

"There are some people I can control," Stevie sighed heavily, "like mind control for some people, but just forced body movements for most others."

"Can you demonstrate this on one of us?" Joseph asked.

"Umm..." Stevie looked at the sticky red carpet, "I'd rather not... I don't really like bending people to my will unless I have to... like if they're trying to hurt me... or I'm really hungry or something like that. I don't know, it's kind of shameful." She looked up and thought she saw Joseph's red aura changing to a slightly darker shade. Then again, the entire room was red. Her eyes could be playing tricks.

"Im a 69 year old man sitting in a sex swing, and Polnareff just got his cock bitten off by a stand user disguised as a lady of the night. Please don't be embarrassed, if you can bend one of us, please show us," Joseph said, a soft look in his emerald eyes.

"Hey! I did NOT get my cock bitten off! Besides, I can't believe I was attacked in a hotel room two nights in a row!" Polnareff huffed.

Stevie giggled. These guys were nice, and possibly even her friends. They were the first people she met since booking it out of Cairo that she felt like she could trust.

Polnareff pushed himself off the bed and declared, "I, Jean Pierre Polnareff, did in fact get my cock bitten off by a prostitute!"

Joseph's mouth fell open dramatically as he stared at his friend. His eyes shifted back and forth from Stevie to Polnareff.

"I've got no cock!" Polnareff continued, starting to dance by putting his hands on his waist and kicking his legs into the air. "No cock, no cock, no cock!" he shouted with each kick.

"Amazing!" Joseph said, falling out of the swing and landing on his wrists.

"What the fuck was that?" Polnareff said angrily. "I do so have my cock and I'll show you if you don't believe me!"

"No!" Joseph and Stevie said together.

"See? It's awful, making people do things against their will," Stevie said, hands gripping the blanket.

"I did not like that," Polnareff said, "I wasn't in control of my own body!"

"So, that was just body control," Stevie explained, "You were aware that you weren't in control. If I could mind control you, you would have no idea and think you were choosing to do those things. Like, when I was in Cairo, there was this falafel stand guy who..."

"You were in Cairo?" Joseph cut her off, "Do you know anything about DIO?"

"I heard his name a couple of times, the last day I was there before I was sort of forced to flee for my life," she said.

"Alright," Joseph sighed, "I think you should come back to our hotel with us. There are some other people I want you to meet."