Post Episode 1 (R18+)

Arthur had his arm raised over his head. On it was the Omnitrix. After putting out his wrist, the device seemed to come alive as it latched onto him. Now, he was admiring his acquisition as he walked back to camp - Aelita gently floating behind him. 

"You seem quite pleased," Aelita stated.

"I am," Arthur replied - lowering his arm. "I got the item I've wanted since I was a kid. I know I might have nerfed it a bit by limiting the aliens available to it, but I don't really need more than a handful of them. Plus, with the Notebook, there's really no need for me to have more power."

Aelita nodded in understanding. "Then, what are you going to do now? I believe the appropriate suggestion would be to 'take it out for a joyride.'"

"Oh, believe me, I want to. But, there are so many options, I just don't know what to do. Besides, I'm not as dumb as Ben to accidentally cause a wildfire. I'd feel more secure if I put off anything risky until after the Notebook has finished updating. Right now, I'm going to use the excuse of 'this weird thing from the sky won't come off and I was too scared to mess with it'. I'll find an excuse to joyride later."

"In the meantime, could you fill me in on how the changes I've made so far are looking?"

Aelita closed her eyes as she began to recite, "All life has begun to mutate due to the appearance of a 'meta-gene' that has attached itself to the X-chromosome - limiting its effect to female organisms. Humans began experiencing this phenomenon fifty-years-ago in the year 1950. This is resulting in the appearance of mutants - otherwise known as Homo-Superior - possessing superhuman capabilities with the first confirmed appearing thirty-seven-years-ago in the year 1963."

"There are roughly fifty alien species that exist in the universe who are also experiencing this phenomena but for them, it only started yesterday so no mutants are confirmed to exist yet."

"Some time ago, the galvin Azmuth invented a device known as the Omnitrix. The existence of this device would be discovered by the chimera sui generis warlord known as Vilgax. To protect the Omnitrix, it was entrusted to the uxorite Xylene. She would attempt to transport the device to Earth to leave in the hands of past acquaintance Max Tennyson when her ship would be put under attack by Vilgax. Forced to jettison the Omnitrix, it would be sent toward Earth."

"The Possible family consists of grandmother Nana Possible, father Doctor James Timothy Possible, uncle 'Slim' Possible, aunt June Possible, mother Doctor Ann Possible, oldest child Kimberly Ann Possible, twin youngest children Jim and Tim Possible, and cousins Larry Possible via June and Joss Possible via 'Slim'. Kim Possible is best friends with Ben Tennyson since preschool and the two families are very close - the Tennysons replacing the Stoppable family in relation to the Possibles."

"The Tennyson family consists of Max Tennyson, his sons Carl and Frank Tennyson, daughter-in-laws Sandra and Natalie Tennyson, and grandchildren and cousins Ben and Gwen Tennyson. Due to the overlap of Arthur Grett and Ben Tennyson, Carl contracted cancer and perished less than one year ago. This has strained the family with Max suggesting a roadtrip to try and help Ben in moving on from his father's death. This is also the reasoning for Gwen to join the trip, but rather than her, it is to get her out of the house and allow her parents some alone time so Natalie can help Frank in overcoming his brother's passing."

"Born with a case of heterochromia iridium, Ben Tennyson possesses a supremely healthy physique comparable to an adult and the odd ability where everyone believes anything he says. Conversely, his cousin Gwen is a mutant yet to discover her powers. Together with Ben's best friend Kim Possible and their grandfather, they have embarked on a cross-country roadtrip. On this trip, the Omnitrix arrives on Earth where it is discovered by Ben."

Aelita then opened her eyes. "That is everything save for the slight compression of technological development brought about by your changing the year from 2024 to 2000."

"And what about the rest of episode on of Ben 10. Is Vilgax going to be sending any drones for us," Arthur asked worriedly. 

Aelita was quiet for a moment before answering, "No. Due to certain micro alterations to the plot brought about by you and this not being a cartoon, Vilgax is not so easily recovered and has been rendered out of commission for the moment. Additionally, if you would summon the Notebook…"

Arthur raised an eyebrow curiously but did as asked - summoning the Notebook to his left hand. When it appeared, it had lost its color and vibrancy as it underwent another update.

"As you can see, the Notebook has begun an update. This means it has recognized the completion of the first chapter or episode of the story. Thus, nothing 'cannon' should happen until it finishes."

"Cool," Arthur said simply with a smile.

As he tucked the Notebook under his arm, Arthur's mind began to wander elsewhere. "What to do next? I didn't really plan for anything past 'get the Omnitrix'. I need to think of how exactly to go about Gwen's powers. I have a cool idea but I need the appropriate event. The second episode of Ben 10 is Animo and I really don't care for the 'villain of the week' kid cartoon set up."

"Maybe I should give myself time travel powers now, start traveling through time, and just circle back to here. Let's see, how would that go…Nothing wrong with the classics…Naruto, One Piece, Bleach, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Pokémon, Digimon…throw in Fairy Tail, Bakugan, My Hero, Innuyasha, RWBY…Fuck bait like DxD, To Love-Ru, Rosario Vampire…Some video games too…"

"There you are Ben," sounded Max's voice.

Arthur jumped slightly as he was broken from his thoughts. He had returned to camp to find Max standing there frowning disapprovingly. Shifting his eyes to the side, he saw an apologetic Kim and smirking Gwen. "Oh, no," he internally whined, "please don't let this be that."

"You can't just wonder off like that," Max chastised. "What if something happened to you. Ther-"

Arthur began zoning out. "N~o~o. Not again! I hate lectures. I've been through this before at those stupid sand dunes. Yes, wandering off with strangers and getting lost was dumb. But still, news flash grandpa, I'm not going to pay attention to anything you say. Ugh!"

Arthur stood there with a blank expression - ignoring Max's words of discipline followed by ones of concern for his well being. He then watched Max walk away while barely registering his instructions to get ready for bed so to be up bright and early tomorrow.

"You should have listened to me," came Gwen's voice as she approached.

"Sorry, Ben," Kim said beside Gwen. "I was going to cover for you, but-"

"Hey, there's no reason for us to get in trouble because this doofus decided to wander off on his own. I didn't want to be stuck on this trip, but I'm here and I'm not going to start my summer by getting in trouble because I tried to cover for someone else's screw up. I mean, we had no idea where he went or how long he'd be gone. And, what if something happened? Then what?"

Gwen had a point. Arthur knew that. But getting lectured had sufficiently soured his mood. He let out a deep, aggrieved sigh. "Gwen," he near growled - causing the two girls to jump. talking a calming breath, he more calmly said, "Kim, I would like a moment alone with my cousin. Would you mind telling Grandpa Max that she and I will be right over there behind some trees?"

"Didn't you just get in trouble for wandering off," Gwen argued. "If you think you can drag me-"

"I just want some privacy," Arthur clarified with a gentle smile. "We would be just behind those trees right there within calling distance." In truth, what he said was not wholly true as the trees were a but further away from camp. However, this small exaggeration was ignored as the girls believed him. "Besides, you'll be with me. How could I do anything then?"

"Fine," Gwen huffed. 

"Alright, I'll tell him," Kim replied before leaving. 

Arthur then led Gwen away and into the trees. Aelita continued to follow behind but her presence was ignored.

"Okay, what did you want Doofus," Gwen asked. 

"Gwen," Arthur began, "when I left the house today, mom told me to be on my best behavior. I assume yours did the same."

"Yeah," Gwen replied confusedly.

"You have been nothing but irritable, bratty, and annoying since this trip started. How is that being on your best behavior?"

Gwen looked affronted. "Hey, don't get mad at me just because you got in trouble."

"It's not that I got in trouble. Go ahead tell on me, I deserve it. But your a smart girl, I bet you know what this road trip is really about."

Gwen cringed at that - indicating she did.

"How do you think your mom is going to react if she hear's we just argued the whole time? How will your dad react?"

"Hey now-"

"You've been mean to me, rude to Kim, and barely nice to Grandpa."

Gwen began to shrink in on herself. The exact truth did not matter. Anything Arthur says is regarded as true. Thus, she believed that her behavior was going too far.

"If this is how you're going to be the whole trip, then I don't see this going well. Maybe I should just tell Grandpa we should call this whole thing off."

"No, wait, uh," Gwen said while raising her hands in a stopping motion. "Look, Ben, I'm sorry okay. I was just upset about my summer plains getting messed up."

"Apology not accepted. Me, Kim, and Grandpa were really looking forward to this trip and you're messing it all up."

"Ben, please, just what do I have to do to get you to forgive me?"

"There it is," Arthur thought while suppressing a smirk. He did not think he really had to be so round-about, but he enjoyed the little byplay - it made him feel like a master manipulator. This game of pretend helped to sooth his mood. He had not planned on this but between Gwen's attitude and getting lectured, he decided 'why not'. 

"Fine," Arthur huffed in feigned reluctance, "I'll accept your apology and we can start over on one condition."

"Name it."

"I want an apology blowjob."

"A what," Gwen asked in confusion.

"Oh, this should be fun."

"You've never heard of an apology blowjob," Arthur said in feigned disbelief. "It's a pretty important form of apology for when someone really, really, really wants to be forgiven."

"O-Okay, so, just what do I have to do?"

"Well, there are two things." Arthur then held up two fingers. "Really, you just have to give me a blowjob, but for that I have to get hard. Since I'm not, your going to have to get me hard first."

"Just what are you talking about?"

In response, Arthur quickly undid his belt and dropped his pants and boxers - exposing his flaccid penis.

Gwen quickly jumped back and covered her eyes as she shrieked, "Ben, what are you doing, you-"

"Do you want to apologize or not," Arthur replied sternly.

Peaking through her fingers, Gwen looked at Arthur though her gaze would briefly steel glances at his member. "Wh-What does that have to do with you taking off your pants!?"

"You wanted an explanation." Arthur then pointed at his member. "This is a penis - henceforth referred to as a cock. When properly stimulated and aroused, it grows erect - otherwise referred to as 'getting hard'. A blowjob is when someone proceeds to take an hard cock and further stimulate it with their mouth until the owner - me - achieves release - also known as cums or cumming."

"You expect me to take that thing in my mouth," Gwen yelled incredulously. 

"I thought you wanted to apologize," Arthur sighed. "Honestly, first you ask me what it will take to forgive you then you act like this. You know what, forget it. I'll just tell Grandpa to take us home." He then kneeled down to pickup his pants.

"No, wait," Gwen said quickly. "J…Just tell me what I have to do…"

Arthur stopped and stood back up - leaving his pants around his ankles. "Fine, but try to back out again, and we're done." 

"O-Okay…"

"Now, like I said, first we need to get me hard. I trust you won't argue about how we do this?"

"N-No…"

"Well, there are a few ways. Like I said, it involves stimulation and arousal. We'll be doing this two ways. First, come over here…" Arthur then maid a gesture for her to approach. 

Hesitantly, Gwen stepped closer to Arthur. 

Arthur then reached out and grabbed Gwen by the wrist and pulled her close to him. He then proceeded to take her hand and place it on his member. "Now, you'll begin by massaging and stroking my cock with your hand…"

Arthur removed his hand from Gwen's and waited for her to start moving. Reluctantly, she began awkwardly rubbing his member. Then, she suddenly found his hands on either side of her face and pulling her in to kiss her. Frozen in shock, she felt his lips against hers. It was only when she felt his tongue begin pressing against her lips that she snapped out of it and pushed him away. "What are yo-"

"Okay, that's it, we're done," Arthur declared while throwing his hands up. He then began putting his pants back on.

"Wait, wait wait," Gwen said hurriedly.

His pants back up, Arthur refused, "Nope, I told you that we were done if you tried to back out again."

"That- I wasn't backing out," Gwen rushed to excuse. "You just surprised me. You didn't say anything about kissing."

Accepting the excuse, Arthur responded, "Fine. So, what we'll be doing is you're going to use your hand to stimulate my cock while kissing me to arouse me. Come on, you kiss family all the time, this isn't any different."

Despite her reluctance and discomfort, Gwen nodded. She glanced down at his undone belt but raised pants. "R-right, okay," she said submissively. "So, j-just take off your-"

"You do it."

"What?"

"I'm not indulging you. This is purposed to be you apologizing to me and all you've done is try to back out. You take them off to show some sincerity."

Gwen's face contorted in displeasure. Still, she proceeded to slowly reach out and unbutton Arthur's pants - letting them fall under the weight of the unfastened belt. She then swallowed heavily as she crouched down to pull down his boxers. Once she did, she quickly stood back up and took a step back. Glancing at the slightly raised member, she said, "T-There."

"Okay, now, where were we…"

Gwen looked at Arthur's spread arms and understood. She stepped forward and retook his member in her hand and began messaging it. Meanwhile, one hand on his chest, she hesitantly brought her lips to his to kiss him. Once their lips touched, she felt his arms embrace her. One of his hands went to the back of her head to hold it in place as his tongue forced itself into her mouth. The suddenness of this caused her to gasp - allowing the invading tongue entry. The other, however, descended and proceeded to roughly grope her rear. 

Arthur ignored Gwen's noises of protest and discomfort as he explored her mouth, ran his fingers through her hair to hold her head in place, and squeezed her rear. He felt her try pressing against his chest with her one hand but held firm. He was growing tired of playing and was not letting her escape. "Damn," he thought, "Ben was right, she does have an unusually nice ass for being so young. Firm, squeezable, and just the right size for my hand."

Unable to get any reprieve from Arthur's assault on her body, Gwen felt his member growing erect. Hoping to end this sooner, she resumed stroking it. 

Soon, Arthur released Gwen - a trail of saliva briefly connecting their mouths as they parted. 

Taking a moment to realize she was free, Gwen took a step back and wiped the traces of droll off her chin.

"Now for that apology blowjob."

Gwen froze as she realized they were not finished. She glanced down at his erect member and paled. "Isn't that a little big," she quietly said.

Looking down himself, Arthur did not see anything abnormal. Although, given he was comparing it to his adult self, he internally acknowledged it may have been for his current age. Aloud, he said, "I'm a bit big for my age, yeah. But that doesn't change that you agreed to give me a blowjob as an apology. Here," he then stripped off his shirt and threw it to the ground. "That'll give you something to kneel on."

Gwen opened her mouth to argue but stopped. Scared Arthur would try to call off the trip and knowing how important it was - despite being unhappy with it -, she reluctantly got down on her knees. Her head about level with his waist, she shivered at the sight of his erect member standing to almost reach her lips. "W-What am I supposed to do now," she gulped.

"The simple of it is to take my cock into your mouth and to suck and lick it while bobbing your head back and forth to stroke it. But, with how dry it is, I think you'll need to lube it up some first. Just try kissing, sucking, and licking it until it becomes slick enough to swallow. Don't be afraid to use your hands and gently grasp it before stroking."

Gwen slowly took hold of Arthur's member as instructed and began moving it up and down the shaft. Reluctantly, she brought her mouth closer and parted her lips to let her tongue out. She then quickly licked the tip before pulling away in disgust.

"Not feeling the sincerity here…"

At Arthur's words, Gwen scrunched her eyes shut and resumed licking the tip of his member more quickly. Imagining she was licking an ice-cream cone, she repeatedly gave short, quick licks while continuing to pump her hand.

"That's not good enough, you have to get the whole thing. Pretend its a really big popsicle."

Tears in the corners of her eyes, Gwen opened them. Doing as she was told, she began licking the shaft and running her tongue along its length. 

"Still sucks, but your getting better. Don't forget the tip. Try to start taking it into your mouth but be careful of the teeth."

Following Arthur's repeated instructions, Gwen gradually improved. She quickly began taking the tip of his member into her mouth and running her tongue around it. She hated the taste and was torn between gagging or crying. Soon, it became slick with her saliva - spread around by her hand's movement. 

Arthur began to feel like he was reaching his limit. He waited for Gwen to take the tip of his member back into her mouth, and then, he grabbed the back of her head with a grunt and forced it down the length of his shaft as far as it would go. He did not care for the sound of her choking or her trying to press against his legs. Holding fast to her hair, he began to pull her back only then plunge back into her moist mouth and throat - grunting with each thrust. Once he grew use to it, his pace began quickening until finally - under the light of an Aelita's halo - he achieved release.