ProfNigma Stories #6: Power Trip #5 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #6: Power Trip #5

iCarly/Victorious: Power Trip #5 – Chapter 4 (AU story) Spun out of last series, this AU story has the gang gaining super powers thanks to a wish. Action, twists, and shocking moments abound. The morning came way too fast for those staying in the West mansion. The group that went scouting for Trina and Robbie the night before had returned empty handed in the early hours of the morning, collapsing in the beds. Tori knew she should probably be in bed with Nate, and just appreciating him, but after the gravity of the situation had fully reached her, she felt this overwhelming need to sl*ep in Jade's bed. The youngest Vega held onto Jade's pillow and took in her friend's scent. It had only been a few months since they had really become friends. Jade was everything to her in a friend sense, and bordered on something different entirely in other ways. While her nostrils flared at the memories that Jade and her had shared, her mind was drifting towards Beck. She didn't hate Beck. A lot of the others, Jade especially, thought she should, but she didn't. He was just misguided and he made some bad decisions. She knew he wasn't himself at the end, feeling sympathy for what Jade did, and she found her body shaking with rage at Robbie for causing all of this. * * * On the other end of the house, Sam barely slept a wink. Her head pounded with pain, no longer from Jade's handiwork but from an inability to even process a thought. She would cry herself to sl*ep but the moment his nub face ...

... would show up in her dreams, she'd shake awake and cry again. He was all she could think about, and she was on the verge of destroying the bed from tossing and turning so hard. When Carly got back, she went to try and sl*ep in her own bed, but the crashing noise next door shook her from that task. She bundled up and headed next door to Sam to hopefully calm her down. Carly was having mixed feelings about Sam. She'd been involved in some bad stuff before but it was never like this, and while she had no direct involvement in what happened to Freddie, Carly knew Sam blamed herself entirely for his death. Carly knocked on the door and let herself in to see Sam sitting up in bed and staring at the wall. "Sam? Are you ok?" Carly knew it was a dumb question and that her best friend obviously wasn't ok. "No," she muttered, coldly, avoiding Carly's eyes. "I'm not, and I never will be." "Sam…" Carly said, taking a seat next to Sam. "You know what happened wasn't your fault." "Yes it was… I should have stopped it all. I never should have even been there." "You're right," Carly said, finally earning a look from Sam, "You were with the wrong people, but that doesn't mean what happened to Fre-" "I can't even hear his name, Carls…" she said, wiping away her bl*odshot eyes. "Well, I'm not going to stop honouring him. He practically saved us all and Freddie deserves to be remembered as a hero," Carly said, putting her hand on her shoulder. "I get that you feel guilty and you know you paid dearly ...