The days that followed the crash landing of an alien were filled to the brim with rigorous training and worry. I couldn't get the image of the alien out of my head, and was terrified that she was going to be able to kill everything she saw in a matter of seconds. It didn't help that the day after she landed, she woke up and there was a bunch of footage released all of the media of her crawling out of the crater she created, looking furious and demanding revenge. 

I watched on my tiny phone screen as a set of three, giant claws pulled a 10 foot tall, furry body out of a crater. The alien had a head like a goat, including the horns, but also had a horn on the tip of her nose, and 7 eyes, all of which were paired with what looked like an excessively furry body of some sort of equine animal, with the tail of a dear, and the claws of an oversized sloth in place of hooves. 

She crawled out of the crater, covered in dirt, singed fur, soo, and blood. She looked so furious as she reached out towards the camera. 

"Bring me Gilian." She hissed out in a raspy, and slightly weak voice. "I need Gilian."

I didn't know how this alien knew about me, or why she wanted me so badly, but if she was looking for a fight, I wasn't going to come unprepared. Which is why Ty, Ben, April and I were all doing our bests to become superheroes capable of defeating an alien if we needed to. So Ty and I were trying to train Ben and April to improve their fighting skills, and their agility, and all of that stuff, just like Warren and Steven did for us. 

***

"We finally finished the suits." Steven all of us as we were taking a break from training in the kitchen. Steven looked exhausted, and I knew that he had been working on Ben and April's suits tirelessly. I was able to convince Steven to go to bed every night, but it always took a while, and it was always pretty late when I finally succeeded. 

"Can we see them?" Ben asked excitedly. 

"I'll go grab them." Mike said, popping a cookie into his mouth from the pack of them he was carrying. Mike had been down in the lab with Steven and Jess, helping them with the suits, since he was the person who knew Ben, and in turn April, the best. 

It was nice to have Mike around so much, and having him there to provide a nice comforting presence. Unfortunately, since Mike was around so much, I got a front row seat to him always having some sort of snack, especially sweets, because he was stress eating. Mike was a lot more freaked out than he was letting on, and it showed in how his cheeks started to get a little rounder, his thighs a little thicker, and his stomach a little softer. 

I didn't have any issues at all with Mike gaining weight, and I thought that he was as handsome as ever, but it wasn't uncommon for me to find Mike standing shirtless in front of a bathroom mirror, turning to the side and frowning down at his stomach. Every Time this happened, I would always reassure Mike that he looked fantastic by placing my hand over top of his on his stomach, and planting kisses all over his face, whispering compliments in between. This always succeeded in making Mike blush and smile like a mad man. 

When Mike came back, he handed Ben and April their individual suits, and grinned at their excited faces. Ben and April both rushed to the nearest bathrooms for them to change into their suits, and came out as soon as they were done. 

Ben's suit looked a lot like a woman's one piece swimsuit. It had dark blue that made it look like he was wearing a bikini, with lighter blue around his abdomen, and an ab window of even lighter, see-through blue going down the centre of his torso. Not only that, but he was wearing silver, steel boots and gloves, and a thing silver chain that draped around his shoulders, thighs, and body. 

"You look great Ben." I said, making Ben smile brightly. "Are you sure this is going to protect you enough though? You might get cut up pretty bad."

"I'm not worried about that. Scars are beautiful. I'll be completely ok though." Ben responded, making me smile too, just because he was such a positive person. 

April came out in here suit next. The top was cold-shouldered, and bright pink with strips of white fabric with purple flowers, and a small green leaf on her chest. The purple flower fabric also made up two triangles that wrapped around April's waist, and a pair of shorts that were layered over green pants. The entire outfit was brought together by a mask that went over her eyes, was the same color pink qas her top, and had white lenses. 

Since Ben and April had their suits, we needed to pick up training again to get Ben and April used to their suits. After a short amount of time, we found that Ben's movements were slower, harder to control, and harder to make because of all of the steel that he was wearing, so he and I went inside where I had him punch a punching bag, and run on a treadmill to get used to the metal, while April and Ty continued fighting outside. 

Ben was very dedicated, and determined to learning how to be a superhero, which was really nice. I bested him quite a few times in combat, but he didn't stop trying until he won, which might have been one of his best qualities. His determination to keep going showed through in the weight room when he was literally dripping in sweat, panting heavily, and looking like he might drop dead soon, but he kept throwing punches at the punching bag. 

"Ben, I think it's high past time that you stop. Let yourself rest. You did really good today." I said, pulling Ben away from the punching bag.

"Alright. Let me just go one more time on the treadmill, and I'll be done." Ben huffed, already head towards the treadmill.

"No. You need to be done now. Let's get you some food and water, then you can take a shower and go to bed." Ben and April had been using two of Steven's guest rooms, while Mike had been staying with me, and Ty with Warren. 

Everyone took turns making meals for everyone, and we were all thankful for the fact that the water at Steven's house heated back up quickly. I didn't know how Steven felt about having so many people in his house at once, but I was pretty sure he was a bit frustrated, but he wasn't going to say anything. 

Steven was worried about me, and obviously thought that the alien was there to kill me, much like the rest of us, and I ended up spending a bunch of nights in Steven's room where he would cling to me tightly, practically cradling me as if I was a baby. At that point, I had long since been thinking of Steven as my dad.  He took care of me, and treated me like his son, and he was a heck of better dad than my real dad had ever been. I thought of Steven as my dad in every sense of the word, but I hadn't ever told him that, worried that he would judge me, even if I knew that he wouldn't. So I didn't say anything to Steven about how he was pretty much my dad, but I continued to tell him I loved him, and curl up in his hold when he insisted on snuggling me at night, and it was nice. 

***

Ben and April were both doing really well with their training. Ben was getting used to his steel gloves and boots, and was getting a lot stronger because of them. Most of his muscle groups were shaping up to be more toned, which put the ab window on his suit to good use. April was getting more toned too, but slower than Ben, simply because it's harder for women to get rid of the lair of softness that they have, which was bothering her a lot. 

While Ben and April gained muscles, Mike continued to gain weight. His stomach, thighs, and cheeks all continued to get softer and bigger, and he kept getting more and more self conscious. I was trying very hard to reassure him that he looked great, that he was still very handsome, and that I loved him so much, but I knew that he was having a hard time believing it, and I understood that. 

"You're so handsome." I told Mike fondly one night while we were getting ready for bed. A blush spread across Mike's face, causing me to grin widely. 

"Thanks." Mike muttered awkwardly. 

"You really are." I said, crawling closer to Mike and taking his face in my hands, pressing a kiss to Mike's cheek, and whispering, "You're so beautiful." 

"Stop. You're making me blush." Mike chuckled with a large smile, his face turning redder. 

"I mean it." I pulled Mike into an actual kiss, causing him to hum into my mouth and kiss me back, moving his hands to rest gently on my waist. I crawled into Mike's lap and pushed my tongue into his mouth, causing Mike to hum again. 

"Is this ok?" I asked a bit breathlessly when Mike and I both pulled away. 

"Yeah." Mike replied with a nod, also breathless. I smiled, and began kissing Mike again. 

Mike and I continued to make out for a while, and it was really fun and nice. I squirmed a little bit on Mike's lap when he started sucking a spot onto my neck, and I felt that Mike was getting hard beneath me, which caused me to pull back and look at Mike.

"Mike, I don't want to do...it, tonight." I said honestly. 

"That's ok. I don't want to either." Mike told me, running a gentle hand through my hair. 

For a long time I wouldn't let anyone touch my hair after some traumatic experiences related to it, and I eventually made Warren just shave all of my hair off. It had grown out more, and people messing with my hair still made me a bit nervous sometimes, but I had gotten a lot better about it, so I didn't do anything when Mike ran his hands through my hair. 

"Ok, but, if you do want to, you can touch my butt." 

"Are you sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"I'm sure Mike. Next time I think about someone touching my butt, I want to think about you."

"Ok." Mike and I went back to making out, and one of Mike's hands traveled down to my butt and squeezed gently. I inhaled sharply, but didn't pull away from Mike, and actually pushed back into Mike's hand. 

"Do you want me to touch you?" I asked Mike against his neck, sucking a dark mark behind his neck. Mike seemed to think for a moment before nodding lightly, and rushing to push his pants off of his legs. 

I helped Mike get his pants off, and hurried to get mine off too. Both of us left our boxers on, and both silently agreed that it was going to stay that way. We went back to kissing, and I sucked happily on Mike's tonge, causing him to groan inside of my mouth. I let one of my hand trail down from Mike's waist until I was pressing the palm of my hand to the tent in the front of Mike's boxers, causing him gasp and groan. Mike bucked up into my hand as he and I continued to make out happily. Eventually, Mike bit down into my neck, though not enough to hurt me, and moaned, thrusting up sharply as a hot, warm liquid soaked through Mike's boxers and onto my hand. 

"Was that ok?" I asked Mike after he and I were both able to catch our breaths. 

"That was really goo Gill." Mike assured me with a smile. "Was that ok for you?"

"Of course." Mike and I both got cleaned up, and went to bed, both of us sleeping peacefully through the night.