DBZ X-Readers, Vol. 2

Cell x Reader Pt. 5 'Newly Turned'

You slept--not well, but certainly deeply, and when you woke up yawning, you felt decently rested.

Then you realized you were nude, and it all rushed back. His "hatching", the mentioning of your scent, and how he'd just basically jumped you. Nothing you'd done had been able to stop Cell from getting what he wanted; thanks to Gero, he'd wanted you.

Shakily, you wandered into the tiny bathroom and showered as best you could, fighting back the tears. You'd thought your life couldn't get much worse after that whole being an experiment thing that Gero started with you. He'd died, and you'd had a temporary reprieve...but it had been only that. Temporary.

The nightmare had begun anew.

Cell had made a choice, alright, but it was to do exactly what Gero had told him to. In retrospect, you realize that you should have expected something like this to happen. You could really only do what you had done--try. And in the end, your caring just hadn't been enough to stop Gero's brainwashing him.

You sat crying for an hour or two before dragging yourself out of the bathroom and getting dressed for the day. You'd figure something out...if what caused this was what you thought, you might be able to do something about it. There was always the chance of "he's just used to you" happening, too, but it was a goal to work towards, something to stop your time becoming consumed by the fear of his lust.

You heard the secondary doors open and close, and ducked into the little hydroponics bay. The smaller fruiting plants were producing at an excellent rate, it looked like, and you were glad that food wasn't something you'd had to worry about. You plucked a strawberry and started eating.

That tall shadow darkened the doorway, and you heard his mouth-breathing, followed by an odd dragging sound.

"I brought you something," you heard him say. "To eat, I mean."

"I already have something to eat." You said, waving your hand vaguely at the small pot you'd plucked the strawberry from.

"You can't expect to live just on things that grow. What are you, a rabbit?" Cell laughed. "Turn around."

You did as he asked, and had to stifle a gasp when you noticed the unconscious man on the ground.

"I'm not a cannibal," you replied, "I don't eat people, you know."

"It occurred to me that you didn't know what your tail was for," he said, completely ignoring everything that came out of your mouth.

"It's just a thing Gero did to see if yours would be any good. It doesn't actually do anything."

"If he went to all the trouble of giving you one, it does something. Now." He kicked the unconscious man, which turned him on his back. "Let me show you."

You looked as his tail leapt around his side and the very tip of it stopped mere inches away from the man's throat.

"Right there."

"Right there, what?"

"It's a good place to start, anyway, when you don't know how to use what you've got. Just shove the end of your tail in there about halfway, and let your body take over from there."

Your eyes widened. What the hell did he mean by that? Eating...wait...no, he couldn't possibly mean...

"If you're not hungry, we could always--"

You edged the tip of your tail up to the soft skin of the man's neck. Quaking, you forced the sharp end of it in, until, as he'd said, it was about halfway buried.

"Tight, isn't it?"

"I...I think I hit his jugular..." you said, tripping over your words. Why was he having you do this? You were doing just fine on food, why was he trying to make you...

"That's great!"

You were about to wonder what to do next when the end of your tail pulsed a bit, and you were struck with an odd, consumptive urge. It contracted, and you encouraged the intake. It was mercy, you told yourself. You were giving him a quick death.

It was like having a second mouth, only it had barely any taste--that, or the metallic tinge you were getting was all there was to taste. The muscles were weak, so the process was slow, but you could...

...wait, were you getting full?

As you were musing over that, though, you noticed that the man was...oh gods.

To say that you felt nauseated was an understatement. You started to withdraw your tail.

"It's impolite to leave food just sitting around, you know."

Pushing back the sick feeling in your gut, you went back in, and covered your eyes as you felt the last of the man disappear into your tail.

You burst into tears. That felt awful. It was disgusting, and immoral, and awful, and what about the man's life, what about life in general, why was this happening?

But within you, you could feel something else.

Something that wanted more.

Gods, I've never been so hungry...

"What is this?" you barked after that thought, looking up at Cell from beside what was now only a pile of clothes, "What did you do to me?!"

Cell just laughed.

"Answer me!"

"I have a better question," he replied, smirking as widely as he could, "What do you say we...go out to eat?"