Ben 10 Porn Story: Ben 10 Evolutions Chapter 6

I really should
have thought this through better. Nick said to himself as his
hard-made ice-sculptures melted in the April heat. After blissfully
flying around as that big moth for a while, Nick had sneezed and
unintentionally covered a good-size piece of ground in ice. After
experimenting for about a half-hour, hed gone ahead and made a few
sculptures, one of which was a horrendous piece of himself in
profile. So, following his futile attempts to replicate the Alaskan
Ice Games, Nick had finally bothered to leave the little clearing
where he had found his little present.

He slammed down on
the Omnitrix again, engulfing himself in a bright flash of green
light. His arms and legs thickened, bulging with muscles while his
fingers grew claws. There was a sickening crack as his knees reversed
direction, although it didnt hurt, only felt strange. Like when
they drill into your teeth at the dentist, where it doesnt hurt,
but you know it should. Speaking of teeth, Nicks lengthened and
became sharp, while his eyes melted away while his body sprouted
dark, coarse orange hair.

Nick whined like a
dog as he scratched at the spot where his eyes had once been, unable
to talk due to his new, alien vocal cords. He ran in a circle,
howling, then the thin gills on the sides of his head flexed open,
giving him a sensory blast of his surrounding areas

Nick was blown away
by the rush of sensations. Nothing in human senses could even come
close to this kind of thing. He couldnt see, but, it was like he
didnt need to. Scents were so precise they created a three
dimensional map of his surroundings, and so much more. He could
easily identify the different people in the park, he could hear the
insects crawling through the ground, and he could even sense the
exact position of all living creatures around him, just by their heat
signatures, like he was a living heat-seeking missile. Albeit one
that was drooling like a blood hound.

Nick was running in a
circle, then he caught a whiff of a scent he recognized. Well, he
didnt really recognize it, seeing as how hed never been
an alien before two hours ago, but the scent seemed to strike a cord
within him. Not sure why he was doing it, since this body acted on
instinct more than anything else, he used his powerful hind legs to
propel himself up into a tree, grabbing a branch and using it to
swing ahead, landing in the crook between two branches.

He still wasnt
sure how he was able to pull this kind of thing off, since he had no
eyes (he scratched his head at the thought), but he was able to leap
through the trees like Spider-man, with no trouble at all. It seemed
like this alien, whom Nick had named Primal in the back of his mind,
was built for the forest.

However, time was not
on Nicks side, and, when he was halfway to another tree (just
above a path through the park, in fact), the Omnitrix symbol on his
chest beeped and flashed red, then he was engulfed in a red flash.
When it disappeared, he was flying through the air, back in his human
body.

So, screaming, limbs
flailing, Nick fell about ten feet and crashed into the brush below.
He groaned as he climbed out slowly and painfully, twigs scratching
at his arms and back. When he was free of the murderous shrubbery, he
lifted up his wrist and glared at the Omnitrix, which glowed cherry
red instead of the usual electric green.

Stupid watch
Nick mumbled as he stood up. He walked out onto the path, looking to
see if anyone had seen him. No one was around, so Nick made his way
down the path towards home, a nice room in an abandoned church.

However, once he got
to the edge of the park, he ran across the street and was nearly hit
by a police car, which screeched to a stop about a foot from him. He
looked at the windshield, like a deer frozen in headlights, and then
got a look inside the car. He recognized the cop as the one who
cracked down on an Apocalypse gang meeting a few days back, and he
knew the cop knew who he was. Shit. Nick swore as he sprinted
to the curb, with the police car turning on its lights and siren,
chasing after him.

He dodged around
pedestrians and parked cars, with the cops right behind him. He
dodged around a fat guys stomach, leapt up onto a parked Nissans
bumper, then jumped between cars, landing on the edge of he block. He
frantically looked around for a place to hide, with no place
apparent. Then, his eyes locked on the perfect hiding spot, and he
ran across the street among a crowd of people, slipping out of the
throng and rushing through the front doors.

The sign above which
read, Bellwood High School

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Ben was so bored.
Hed had to sit through another one of Ms. Knights lessons on
biology, which, he suspected, she intentionally made boring so as to
lull her students to sleep in a conspiracy to keep them from passing.
Or, maybe he was just wiped from saving the world yesterday. Either
way, he was bored.

However, one thing
that was sure to distract our hero and keep him at least partially
awake, was his personal favorite biology, Yes, folks, this was the
one class Ben shared with Julie, so he was more interested in passing
notes to her, then taking the notes he needs. And we wonder why he
fails his classes.

Regardless, he was
currently writing a note and surreptitiously passing it to Julie, who
was in the seat next him.

Hey, Julie, can we
catch a movie tonight?

She passed a note
back.

Sure, but first,
you have to help me find a collar for Ship.

Ben passed his note
back, still looking straight ahead.

Yeah, we cant let
that fiasco happen again. :(

She nodded, a small
smile on a face, as Ben handed her another note.

Sooowhat movie
do you wanna go see?

Julie looked
thoughtful for a moment, then wrote down her answer and passed it
back.

How aboutThe
Haunting in Connecticut?

Ben nodded, and held up
his note book, where he had written Cool. In large block
letters, with a little scared anime smiley face, which was being
chased by Ghostfreak.

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Meanwhile, in the
halls, Kevin was attempting to get his locker open without resorting
to his powers. He wasnt having much luck.

Cmon, you stupid
hunk of scrap, open! Kevin said angrily to his locker as he
punched it ineffectually. He huffed a looked around, and, seeing no
one, put his hand to the locker door and absorbed a small portion of
it, coating his hand in dark-green metal. He used it to punch through
the lock on his locker door with his finger, then opened his locker
and pulled out his bag.

Kevin turned his head
to look down the hall when he heard someone running down the halls,
and saw it was some kid he didnt recognize. He looked like a
street punk, except for his red-tinted glasses. And, the panicked
expression on his face. He ducked around and hid behind Kevin,
nervously looking over the teens shoulder.

Umm, you want
somethin? Kevin asked, quirking up an eyebrow. The guy, who
looked about Kevins age, nodded his head. Dude, the cops are
after me, you gotta help me lose em! He said,
scream-whispering. Kevin looked at him critically. Well, on the one
hand, he was trying to be a good guy, as in, no more criminal
activities. But, he knew first-hand how tough life on the street was,
and how it drove people to criminal tendencies. Finally, he sighed
and pointed down the hall to the left. Exits that way, man.

The guy sighed in
relief and ran off, waving back at Kevin. Thanks, dude! He
called out, but Kevins eyes were fixed on his hand. The watch on
his wrist looked almost like Oh, crap. Kevin muttered as he
ran off after the guy.

He ran to the end of
the hall and looked won the branch Nick had run down, seeing the punk
at the end, with two cops in front of him. They appeared to be
talking to him, the whole, right to remain silent, thing, and
the guy was fiddling with his watch.

When the top popped
up, and he began turning the dial, Kevins eyes widened, then he
ran towards him, skimming his hand on the wall and absorbing an armor
of concrete. However, he didnt get there in time before the kid
was engulfed in a blinding flash of green light, blinding Kevin, who
was then blasted back by a torrent of flame that filled the hallways.

HEATBLAST!!!!
Kevin heard him yell out as he slammed into a wall of lockers,
sending papers and other school supplies scattering over the hall. He
looked up, and he saw the two cops, running for their lives, with the
familiar form of a Pyronite walking after them, forming two fireballs
in his hands.

TO BE CONTINUED