Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

After being dropped off in front of his house, Don glanced at Donald's home for a bit and wondered whether he should go there or not.

He only gave it a brief moment of thought before shaking his head and thinking, 'No, I still have things to do before today is done.'

As Don began walking toward his house, he retrieved his phone from his pocket while muttering, "Speaking of..." before going to the contact tab and picking out the one named Tori. He pressed call and then put the phone to his ear.

After ringing for a few seconds, just when he reached the door to the house, the call connected.

"Oh, hey," Tori's voice sounded from the other side, still quite raspy and very unclear, like they were in a place with either bad internet or using a device of poor quality.

"Hey, Tori," Don quickly answered back before addressing the reason he was calling in the first place. "Are we still on for today, or do we need to reschedule?"

"Oh, no, no, we can still meet. I was actually planning to call you in the afternoon because I didn't want to bother you in the morning."

"Oh, I see," Don replied. "So, is it still the same place?"

"No, that place is too close to Central Mall, and my mom thinks it's becoming too dangerous of an area. How about we go to Ducky's at Eastend Mall at around 3pm?"

"Sure, no problem," Don agreed, not really caring where they met.

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With that settled, he saw no reason to prolong the call, so he simply said, "Alright then, bye," which Tori seemed a bit surprised to hear but could only return in an unsure way. "Oh, yeah, bye." With a static click, the phone call ended, and Don proceeded into his home.

He left his shoes in the doorway and began walking toward the living room, where he could hear the television playing. As he walked, he wondered whether it was Amanda or Samantha there, perhaps even both.

But as he reached the turn leading to the living room, he was stunned to find it was neither. Instead, it was Trixie.

"Trixie?" He called out her name while narrowing his eyes. He couldn't help but look toward the stairs and then the kitchen, but he couldn't hear anything. He could only assume that both Amanda and Samantha weren't home, so Trixie had made herself quite comfortable.

But just to be safe, he asked, trying not to seem like he cared too much about her presence there, "Where is everyone?"

Trixie was currently lying on the reclining sofa in a relaxed posture. She sat upright upon hearing Don's voice and broke into a wide grin before tilting her head and greeting him cutely. "Hey there, big boy."

As she sat upright, Don could more clearly see just how comfortable she had made herself, wearing only a black oversized shirt with cute, white and black cotton panties and white knee-high socks with two red stripes on the upper edges.

It reminded Don of the outfit he first met her in, and it was now beginning to look like it was her favorite choice of attire.

Trixie quickly caught notice of Don staring at her body. She didn't hesitate to stand up on the sofa itself and lift her shirt up slightly to flash Don her panties. "Are these what you're looking for?" she teasingly asked.

Don pretended not to be moved by the sight and simply reminded her, "You still haven't answered my question."

Trixie clicked her tongue in irritation and jumped off the sofa and onto the carpeted floor before looking at Don while wearing a pouty expression, her hands on her hips. "I don't know. I just found the house empty and decided to see what was on TV, but it's like you're not even happy to see me."

"I see you so often that you make it hard to miss you," Don replied, causing Trixie to stop pretending like she was upset. She let out an amused giggle before walking up to him and placing her hand on his chest. "Very funny, but since there's no one else here, what do you say we have a little fun?"

Don gave her a skeptical look, but inwardly he very much welcomed this idea.

With no one else home, it was one of the best times to interact with Trixie. But with her, conversations didn't last long before she changed the topic to sex. So, as much as he wanted to taste her petite body again, he also wanted to see if she would be more open to talk after the matter of sex so he could gain some information.

In the short moment of silence in which Don didn't respond to Trixie's advances, she gave him a worried look and seemed ready to start pleading. But then, in the next moment, much to her surprise, he moved his hand quickly at a speed she couldn't react to and grabbed her hand by the wrist.

She genuinely looked stunned. He then used his other hand to grab her waist and pulled her in completely close before slowly sliding that very hand down her body and onto her ass, gripping it hard through the fabric of the oversized shirt.

*Mm!* Trixie's entire body seemed to jerk slightly at the action. She was surprised, but in a very good way. Her light pink skin, which was already glistening under the light, seemed to almost shine momentarily as he did this to her. -exclusive

She raised her head to look Don in the eye, her large, cute eyes making her look quite innocent for a moment before she proceeded to bite her lip and ask, "What are you going to do to me?" in a soft, inviting tone.

It was enough to make Don's cock begin to grow erect and throb as his mind flooded with countless ideas of what he could do with this sweet-looking but ravenous creature.

Don first moved her hand, with which he was holding her by the wrist, away before lifting it up and cupping her face, using one thumb to trace her lower but equally succulent lip.

Trixie couldn't help but resist sticking out her tongue automatically and lightly coiling it around Don's thumb as she maintained the cute and innocent expression on her face as well as eye contact with him.

To answer her question, he said to her softly in a mildly authoritative tone, "I'm more interested in seeing what this little body can do for me."

Keeping all his superhuman senses active, Don could hear Trixie gulping at his answer as if she was nervous. Her expression, though, showed the exact opposite as she broke into an almost hypnotic smile and answered, "Anything you want."