Suddenly, Jimmithey noticed a large dark silhouette sitting under another ceiling light ahead of them.
His vision adjusted, now realizing who was there.
It was a massive, bearded, skinny man in stained underwear, large white socks, and long pointed jester shoes.
He was wearing a large yellow king cape over his shoulders, and a massive crown rested on his balding head.
He was sitting on a massive throne that had the words "CUCK" inscribed upon it.
"GOOD CUCKING EVENING, LADIES AND CUCKS! IT IS I, THE KING CUCK! IT'S GOOD TO SEE THE YOUNG GENERATIONS DOING SO CUCKING WELL, KEKEHE!!!" The King Cuck exclaimed as he crossed his hairy legs.
Jimmithey now kind of recognized him, knowing him as some small-time thug he saw on the news.
Despite being known as a freaky loser by the public, he had never been arrested!
And now, he'd kidnapped Jimmithey!
"Kukukooo! NOW, I will begin the fourth installment of my cuckin' plan! This time, I'm going to force you three to fuck each other! And I'm going to watch! KEKAHA!!! You will all die from fuck exhaustion, and I'll have all of my cuck energy to power up my CUCKBEAM! The CUCKBEAM will fly into the sky and turn every good citizen in this city into cucks! It'll be the beginning of my CUCK EMPIRE! Now fuck, you dumb little brats! NOW!" King Cuck screamed as he pressed a button on his cuck chair/throne.
Suddenly, a large hatch opened above them, and a massive purple dildo fell down next to the hostages.
Jimmithey turned and saw a bunch of other smaller ones lying around them.
"You cucklings have five motherfuckin' minutes to either fuck with or without these mighty dildos! Buuut, if it isn't good enough, I'll just KILL you all! Chop chop, ya bitches!" King Cuck laughed out, stroking his massive beard.
Jimmithey looked at the other two hostages, wondering what their reaction was.
"Ehhh…? I'm not doing that. No way!" The girl whispered as she crossed her arms, with tears forming in her eyes.
"Me neither, bud. Hell nah!" The green-haired guy muttered as he looked at Jimmithey.
Jimmithey was not willing to do either.
He had already lost his virginity in a stupid way, so he really was not in the mood to lose his anal virginity so a King Cuck could masturbate!
But he didn't want to die!
Especially not to a half-naked Cuck King freak!
He began to think about how he could get out of this situation.
He wasn't strong; he was just average. But he needed strength to get out of this abnormal situation!
His heart began to beat even harder, causing his mind to race faster than ever.
"W-why is this happening to me?! I'm just a normal kid, an average student!! W-what can I even do? A-am I going to die!? C-crap! CRAP!" Jimmithey thought to himself, his eyes shaking more and more.
His head was becoming a jumbled mess, with useless thoughts and memories rushing about.
Perhaps this was how it felt to be in a near-death experience, where your life flashes in front of your eyes.
So many memories and events flash in his jumbled head, all until he remembered one certain thing…
A certain memory that seemed to be hidden or sealed, hidden behind a door within his simple mind.
"AaaaAH!?" He gasped as he saw his old childhood home snap into his vision.
He was a young child, around 6 or 7 years old. For some reason, he was seated at the dinner table at night, staring at the door.
A bottle of milk sat on the table next to him, while his father, a man he hadn't seen in years, stood by the open door frame.
"Hey… Jimmithey. This path I want you to walk… Of normalcy… While you go on it, you may feel weak and insignificant… You may feel like you can't change anything."
"But you have something powerful inside of yourself, son. Something special. Don't forget that. Be careful to use it, but… When you need it the most, to protect the people you love... Then just remember this… Never forget your delusions." Jimmithey's father said, his voice heavy with emotion, before stepping out of the door, never to be seen again.
Before he left, a grayish transparent aura surrounded him, shooting towards the young Jimmithey's body.
With that, a flash woke Jimmithey to the present, calming himself.
"AHHH!! H-how could I forget that…? How could I forget my… My delusions…" Jimmithey's mind returned to the present, feeling a newfound energy flowing through his mind.
He looked up at the dangerous King Cuck, rising upwards.
He remembered now. He remembered that he had special powers, given to him by his father.
He believed they were called Delusionary Powers, but for simplicity's sake, Jimmithey thought of them as Schizo Powers.
That's what his friend Jack called 'delusional' people a lot of the time. He didn't really get it, but it was the first thought that came to his mind.
He needed to use these strange abilities in order to save himself and the other two hostages.
Even if it seemed impossible to get out, even if he seemed delusional to think that these unknown powers could help, Jimmithey believed in them!
So Jimmithey fully stood up, clenching his fists. He began walking towards the Cuck, his eyes glowing gray.
Energy began to form from his body, pushing air and wind across the large room.
"Ooh? You crazy or something?! So you want to fuck around and find out, sonny? Fine with me, ya bitch!" King Cuck yelled as he pulled out his massive dildo sword.
It was seven feet long and had pulsating, purple veins all over it!
But despite this cuck's unsheathing of this horrifying weapon, Jimmithey was not scared!
'I'm not losing and I'm not crazy! I'm going to save everyone and get the hell out of here! After all, I believe in my delusions, you evil cuck!!!" Jimmithey screamed as he started dashing straight towards the King of Cucks, reaching him in a few moments!
But as he did this, in the blink of an eye, the King Cuck swung his massive dildo blade and slammed it down onto Jimmithey's body!
BAM!
It crashed straight into Jimmithey, causing pain to erupt throughout his chest!
"GAAAAA!!!" He roared, as the attack was far too fast for him to react to!
Jimmithey slammed onto the ground, bouncing back a few feet from the sheer impact.
He landed back under the massive ceiling light, dirt and rubble all over his body. He was beaten!
"Dumb fucker. I'll let it slide, youngling. But do that again, and you're fucked! KEKE!" King Cuck laughed out as he skipped back onto his Cuck Chair, shaking his ass around like a freak.
Jimmithey was lying out on the ground from this defeat, as his Schizo powers were too weak to help him.
It really was a stupid delusion to fight that Cuck!
He clenched his teeth, feeling anger at his weakness.
He wanted to be normal and live a regular life, even with these weird powers that awoke him out of nowhere.
But did that normalcy mean he was too weak to save himself? Did being normal mean being weak?!
A normal person who clung to his delusions instead of accepting reality! A normal loser?!
But as he clenched his fists in anger, the dark red-haired girl crawled up to Jimmithey and whispered into his ear.
"Hey. Don't do that again. I didn't know you had powers, but even then, you'll just get yourself hurt if you fight." She said quietly, her head swishing around.
"W-what the hell can I do then?! Stick a dildo up my butt?!" Jimmithey asked, as his body shuddered from pain.
"You don't need to do anything but listen to me. After all, I'm here to protect you. I'm the superhero, Miss Milly. I don't know if you've heard of me or not, but I'm pretty strong." She whispered, looking down at him with a gentle smile.
"What?" Jimmithey muttered in shock at the sudden development.
"I'm here to capture King Cuck, once and for all. So just do what I say, and we'll be safe. Okay?" Miss Milly whispered as she helped him upwards.
"R-really? D-d-does he know already?" Jimmithey asked as he sat back upwards, pointing at the green-haired guy.
That same guy was watching them in fear, nodding while his legs trembled.
"I've already told him while you were attempting to fight the Cuck. We'll be able to escape if you listen to me, alright?" Miss Milly said as she held Jimmithey's shoulder.
Jimmithey looked at Miss Milly, noticing how pretty she was. She had dark red hair, a beauty under her lips, and faint reddish makeup throughout her face.
This... She reminded him of Myusel.
A sudden feeling of paranoia and discomfort washed over him, destroying the joy he felt when he heard she was a superhero.
"I'm gonna be honest. I don't really know about this. I don't really trust, well, bitches, like you. U-uh, I mean, ladies… Sorry…" Jimmithey responded, moving her hand off his shoulder.
Miss Milly's eyebrow raised, confused by how matter-of-fact he was.
She looked down, beginning to think. She sighed, realizing what she had to do.
After a few seconds, she looked back up at Jimmithey and smiled.
"Hmm. Okay. Forgive me, but I'll have to convince you." Miss Milly responded before grabbing Jimmithey's head.
"Ah?" She suddenly forced her lips onto his, causing him to become still.
She began to kiss hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth.
Jimmithey didn't resist, his mind racing in confusion. After a few seconds, she let go of him, saliva dripping down from their lips.
Before Jimmithey could react, she got close to his ear.
"I'll tell you a secret…" She whispered close to Jimmithey's ear.
He could smell her perfume and see her dark red lipstick. His heart was racing, his face blushing.
"W-what?"
"I like cocks… A lot."
Miss Milly smiled as she stood back up and crawled towards one of the dildos sitting on the floor nearby.
Jimmithey was flabbergasted.
His schizo brain couldn't handle this; it was too crazy for him!
This wasn't like Myusel's savage craziness. It was more seductive and alien to him. A normal guy like him could never see himself being seduced like this!