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Glory Babe 17: Hunted by the Machine
By Altos
Chapter 1
“Hang on Glory Babe! Like, he’s no match for me!” Glory Chic exclaimed, as she tugged and pulled uselessly on the vice like grip of the mutant tentacles wrapped around Glory Babe’s head.
Our two seductive blonde superheroines were in Professor Dren’s testing chamber, having their morning meal of cum from two mutoids. Glory Chic had sucked hers off hungrily, swallowing every last drop of his jizz, then sent her mutant back to his cell.
Glory Babe, however, had taken a bit too long with her blowjob, and a mutating cloud of her pheromones had been released from her voluptuous body. The mutoid had sprouted a couple of tentacles at his waist, which he wasted no time using to clamp the sucking heroine down balls deep on his cock.
“MMFFGL! GLP GLP GLP!” Glory Babe’s eye’s went wide as the mutoid suddenly began blasting semen down her throat. She was relieved on one hand, for she was hungry, but there was no telling how big his load would be, and she couldn’t escape.
Twenty minutes passed as the mutoid dumped gallon after gallon of his hot cream into the squirming blonde. Her belly began to swell, and cum was bubbling profusely from her tightly-wrapped lips. She had her hands on his waist, but she had stopped struggling, as she knew there was no point. Glory Chic had stopped trying to help her as well. The jizz in her stomach robbed her of her super-strength, and she couldn’t send the mutant back to his cell when he had such a firm grip on her mentor.
And so the lucky mutoid grunted, thoroughly enjoying the way Glory Babe milked pump after pump of his hefty load.
By the time Professor Dren came downstairs for his morning coffee, Glory Babe’s belly had mushed against the floor between her kneeling legs from its swelling, two-hundred gallons of fresh baby-batter sloshing around inside.
“Good heavens!” the good professor exclaimed, running over to the lab control console.
Fifteen minutes later, Glory Babe finished wiping her cum-soaked 44HH breasts off. She sat, completely naked, in one of the office chairs outside the testing chamber.
“Like, I tried Glory Babe! I’m sorry!” Glory Chic said, with a glum expression.
“It’s alright young one, it’s all part of being a superheroine.” Glory Babe put her hands on her bloated belly, feeling the bubbling goo inside. “We’ll just have to wait for a bit for me to digest this before we can go fight crime.”
Professor Dren sat at his desk, going over some lab results on his computer, trying his best not to stare at the exposed breasts of the shapely woman. It didn’t help his cause though when Glory Babe stood up and walked right up to him, hands on her hips. Her massive jugs swayed atop her stomach, and her perfect pussy was eye-level with him.
“Speaking of crime, any reports out there Professor?”
Fuck woman, the professor mentally rolled his eyes. “Erhm-... er no… actually. Ever since you caus-... ah… stopped the mutant frogs, things have been quiet. Crime has been fairly low. I think everyone is just happy with some peace and quiet now.”
Glory Babe raised her eyebrows, surprised. She was particularly itching to go kick some villain butt today.
“How about mutant sightings? Surely there must be some poor damsel to rescue from being raped?”
The professor shook his head. “So far no. It was hard to tell with the frogs and all, but mutant sightings have dramatically dropped as well. I think the bomb that you and Glory Chic set off in the sewers actually had an impact on their numbers!”
Well damn, Glory Babe thought, putting on a happy smile, looks like another boring day of patrol. She spun around to face her sidekick, her enormous chest flopping wildly and her mountainous ass-cheeks jiggling for the professor.
“Alright Glory Chic, we’ll do our normal routes over the city today; play things by ear!”
“You got it Glory Babe!”
The two big-titted bimbos left for their apartment upstairs, leaving the professor alone at his desk, his raging hard-on threatening to burst out of his pants. He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment of zen, then directed his attention back to his computer. He had been looking for signs of the supposed video on the internet of Glory Babe’s rape she had told him about. When citizens of Cockscity had kidnapped her and raped the hell out of all her orifices for bringing about the amphibian menace.
Such a video would be quite the blow to her reputation. Everyone in the city already knew she was a slut, but people died in that invasion. They would be out for her head if they knew it was her fault.
Luckily, there hadn’t been a single upload for months. Perhaps the footage had been lost. Either way, he was going to play it careful and keep a weather eye out.
Glory Babe eventually digested all of the semen the mutoid had fed her, and she promptly donned her crime-fighting outfit. Her top was her new signature look, two pink pasties over her nipples, allowing her titanic titties to jiggle freely. Her bottom was a new garment, which she had designed for both her and Glory Chic. It was another pasty essentially, one end stuck on the small of her back, reaching down through the deep walls of her ass, covering her pink pussy-lips, and the other end stuck on her pubic mound. The front end was in the shape of the female gender symbol, a sign of pride for her gender. Glory Babe considered herself the exemplary role model for all young ladies everywhere.
Glory Chic’s top was a two-inch thin pink strap around her torso. Her giant 44GG milk-bags strained against the garment, her puffy pink nipples barely covered.
They slipped into their pink high-heels, then took off into the city to fight crime.
Or so they hoped. It turned out to be just as boring as Glory Babe feared. They flew for hours, listening for any signs of distress, but they never came. The most exciting thing that happened was them taking a cat down from a tree.
They weren’t even raped, surprisingly. Most days they were at least once out in the city, and sometimes they had their sexy asses handed to them so badly that they wouldn’t even need to eat dinner. This wouldn’t be the case tonight, and Glory Babe just hoped that she didn’t end up mutating one of the professor’s mutoids again.
They came home when the sun fell, sucked down a couple gallons of jizz from some mutoids, then retired to their apartment.
The two fuck-dolls snoozed soundly that night as the moon made its way across the sky.
Around midnight, Glory Babe’s door to her bedroom quietly opened. The faint hum of motors and fans could be heard, had she been awake, and into her room walked a large, eight-foot-tall robot.
It was shaped like a human, for the most part. The torso was a broad compartment with many doors, and on top was a dome for a head, adorned with several blinking lights and antennas. On its back were two glass cylindrical tanks. One was empty, the other was filled with creamy white fluid. The robot spotted the curvy naked whore sprawled on her bed, still asleep, and several lights on the machine turned red.
“TARGET ACQUIRED,” the robot said, at a very low volume. It walked over to the foot of the heroine’s bed. It slowly pulled the sheet away, noting how her nipples immediately hardened when exposed to the cool air. The robot grabbed one of her ankles in each of his hands, and carefully pulled her towards him. The massive boobs rolled about gently as the machine whirred and beeped. It then executed its main program.
“INITIATE DOMINATION PROTOCOL,” the robot beeped in a much louder tone, suddenly yanking Glory Babe’s legs into the splits.
The superheroine woke with a jolt, and gasped when she saw the metal monstrosity looming over her. A door opened on the robot’s torso, and launched an object at her face. Glory Babe let out a muffled yelp as a red dildo plunged into her throat. At the base of the dildo was a strap, which automatically wrapped around her head and locked together. The stupid sex doll had been silenced.
She leaned up to try and flail a punch against her attacker, which was easily intercepted by a metal tendril with a claw on the tip. Her other hand was wrangled up, and the robot viciously bent her arms behind her back, then produced three handcuffs. It cuffed her arms together at her wrists, forearm, and right at her elbows, binding her with a pinpoint efficiency.
Sweet Justice what IS this thing!? Glory Babe frantically thought as more doors opened on the robot’s torso. Two more flexible metal pipes appeared, these ones tipped with clear suction cups. They wasted no time popping onto the busty broad’s bouncing mammaries.
Glory Babe groaned as she felt a powerful suction clamp down on her girls, and she immediately began spraying milk into the suckers. The robot beeped affirmatively several times as it processed her milk into the empty canister on its back.
As it milked the blonde, a door opened near the waist. Out popped a three-foot-long, three-inch-thick, shiny, chrome pole, with a small hole at the tip. Glory Babe froze with fear, as that could only mean bad news for her.
The robot lifted her lower half up, causing her to lean onto her back. Her famous pussy quivered before the machine, and it reared back, aiming his lengthy tool with perfect accuracy. A white fluid misted her labia, lubing her, then the robot slammed home.
Glory Babe screamed quietly as his entire length plunged up her cunt, easily pushing past her cervix into her womb. The robot didn’t move, but the metal penis turned into a blur as it began to piston in and out of the wet hole at an incredible speed. Unwanted pleasure jolted through her body as the robot raped her.
Thirty minutes passed as the robot systematically raped Glory Babe. It was a machine, therefore it did not mix it up, simply holding her still as its pole furiously reamed her out. The blonde sobbed, staring up at the ceiling as she tried not to orgasm.
The robot sensed her defiance, and produced a small arm from its torso. At the end was a rubber ball, which it promptly placed on her clitoris. It started to vibrate intensely, sending powerful waves of pleasure throughout the heroine’s body.
“MMPH! GLGM! MMMM!” Glory Babe moaned around the dildo in her mouth. She found herself instinctively sucking on the gag device, as she reached closer and closer to a climax.
She didn’t even last ten minutes until a mighty orgasm rocked her body. Her baby-blue eyes rolled up into her head as she was lost in ecstasy. Her nipples sprayed even stronger hoses of milk into the suckers, and she squirted her pussy juices all over the robot’s metal cock.
As she convulsed with sexual release, the robot beeped a couple times. His chrome phallus stopped pounding her, then synthetic cum sprayed like a power washer into her womb. The robot simply stared at the wiggling bitch as it filled her with potent seed.
It took the machine several minutes for it to empty the canister of semen into Glory Babe’s unprotected womb. The slimy jizz leaked from her pussy-lips onto her bedsheets. When it finished, it promptly pulled the pipe out of the defeated heroine, back up into its body. There was a whirring noise, then the sound of a pump, and the cum tank on his back started to refill.
“SEXUAL INTEGRITY SUCCESSFULLY COMPROMISED.”
The robot sucked a bit more milk out of her aching breasts, filling the milk tank on its back to capacity, then popped the suckers of her leaking nipples. The poor slut had no time to recover as she felt the robot grab her by the hips and picked her up.
It flipped Glory Babe around, causing her to jiggle, then produced the shiny dick once again. She screamed against her gag as the machine coldly impaled her butthole with the thick metal. The robot wiggled her back and forth a couple of times, fully sheathing the entire penis up her ass, then grabbed her thighs. He split her apart, then bent them even further until they pointed upwards, squeezing her breasts together.
Once Glory Babe was fully secure, the robot turned around and carried her out of the room.
The robot carried the naked restrained whore deeper into Cockscity, walking down public roads. It was still the quiet hours of the night, but the duo passed by several people regardless, who stared open-mouthed in awe at her bouncing bosom. Nobody tried to help her, as the sight of the robot splitting her ass like a log was unexpected enough that they weren’t sure if they should.
Glory Babe felt tears well in her eyes as shame filled her, and the robot walked on.
Twenty minutes later and they ended up in one of the poorer city blocks of Cockscity. The buildings here were old, and didn’t reach nearly as high as the downtown district.
Suddenly, behind them, Glory Chic swooped down from the sky. She was naked, as she hadn’t even bothered putting her uniform on when she noticed them in the distance from her window. The spunky sidekick picked up speed, then did a tumble just as she reached them.
She landed a two-legged kick right into the robot, which sent it and her mentor flying to the ground. Glory Babe heaved as the robot landed on top of her, mashing her breasts against the concrete. Glory Chic grabbed the machine, which was beeping madly trying to figure out what happened, and yanked it out of Glory Babe’s ass. She then mustered all her strength and threw it. It careened through the air, and over a railing into an aqueduct next to the road.
“Like, what the heck was that thing Glory Babe?” Glory Chic asked as she knelt by her mentor.
“Mmph!” Glory Babe rolled over, her enormous jugs sloshing. Glory Chic pulled on the straps of the dildo, but they were locked down tight.
“We’ll have to worry about your bondage later! That thing might come back!” Glory Chic said as she pulled Glory Babe up off the ground. “Can you fly?”
Glory Babe shook her head, looking down. The sidekick noticed the stream of cum oozing from her pussy.
“Right, well I’ll just have to carry… you… uhh… guh?” Glory Chic’s voice trailed off, as her eyes fogged over. She swayed, a bout of idiocy taking her mind, then looked at Glory Babe, who was simply staring at her in disbelief.
Oh come on! Glory Babe thought as her protege drooled on her own tits. Now I have to guide her, even with my arms tied up!
Glory Babe began pushing the young girl with her chest, trying to get her to move, but this only caused her to begin making out with her nipples. Glory Babe moaned, equally in pleasure and frustration. Suddenly she heard several beeps, and fear filled her.
The robot, soaking wet, walked up to the dazed Glory Chic and landed a solid punch right to her jaw. The young whore immediately fell unconscious, crumpling to the ground with a sexy jiggle.
“MMMH!” Glory Babe screamed as the robot once again grabbed her by the hips, his chrome cock ready for her twitching butthole.
The robot carried the superheroine for another thirty minutes, his phallus stretching her anus the entire time, until they finally reached a moldy old house. They went through a side gate, into the backyard, which was entirely dead weeds and dirt, and stopped in front of the back door. The robot beeped loudly, announcing they’re presence.
The door opened, and revealed an extremely fat, pimply, young man with greasy disheveled hair, wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt. A distinct body odor wafter over to Glory Babe, causing her to gag even harder on the dildo. The gross man’s mouth dropped at the sight of the naked bimbo spread eagle for him on the robot’s dick. He smiled, clapping his grubby hands together.
“I can’t believe it worked! This is awesome!” he snorted, his gaze leering all over her body. Glory Babe despaired, with fear and disgust at what he had planned. The fat man pulled out a syringe filled with something, then poked it into her right boob.
Our doomed dickpleaser’s world went dark as she slipped into a drug-induced sleep.
Chapter 2
Glory Chic woke with jolt, and felt the morning sun on her naked body. She groaned, then stood up weakly. The last thing she remembered was talking with Glory Babe, then it all went fuzzy. She looked around, and saw no sign of her mentor or the robot.
“No telling where they went! It’ll take me forever to search the city!” the young girl said. She thought for a moment, then sighed. She couldn’t think of a good way to go about doing the search. “Maybe someone saw where they went.
Glory Chic walked down the street, occasionally stopping to ask if anyone had seen Glory Babe. She was completely nude of course, which made it difficult for anyone to take her seriously. The occasional man said they knew, but wouldn’t tell her unless she gave them a little service. She didn’t want to think of what her mentor was going through, so she agreed.
She dutifully sucked off around a dozen cocks for information throughout the day, and every time she gulped down their loads and looked up for an answer, they simply laughed and walked away.
Finally, as the sun began to set, Glory Chic gave up the prospect of performing sexual favors. Although the stupid cum-guzzler could no longer fly, thanks to the jizz she had ingested. She started the very long walk back to Professor Dren’s lab.
Glory Babe woke, slowly opening her eyes as she groaned. The dildo was no longer in her throat, which she was grateful for. She blinked, then looked around.
The blonde found herself sitting on an old moldy mattress. She was in a dank basement, mostly cleared out save for her bedding and a couple of tables with electronics and other tools. Her arms were still cuffed behind her back, and she heard a chain clink next to her. She looked over her shoulder to see that she was chained to a metal ring in the wall.
“Sweet Justice, that nasty young man has me locked up like an animal!” she said aloud. She tugged her arms, trying to break the chain, but found that whatever sleeping agent the fat man had used on her had drained her strength. She racked her dumb brain for how she could get possibly escape.
Just then she heard a door open, then heavy footsteps on the stairs. The fat man waddled into view at the bottom of the staircase, then smiled as he saw that she was awake.
“Fuck yeah! Finally!” he wheezed as he stomped over to her.
“Please!” Glory Babe pleaded, “You must let me go, citizen! There’s been some mistake here!”
He grabbed her cheeks with an oily hand, pinching her ruby-red lips into a pucker.
“Mistake?” he chuckled, rubbing a thumb around her plump orifice, “Are you kidding me? I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long! Why else do you think I programmed my robot to kidnap you!”
Glory Babe blinked. “That… was… Sweet Justice… You horrible boy! How could you!?”
“I literally just told you!” he said, taking his dirty t-shirt off. His rolls of fat glistened with sweat, clearly unwashed for several days now. Glory Babe saw he was covered in crumbs and other stains, which made her nauseous. He took his gym shorts off, then his sweaty underwear, to reveal a six-inch dick. It was lined with about a dozen small growths, which did nothing to quell the heroine’s fears.
Glory Babe fought the urge to vomit as tears welled in her eyes.
“Please! You don’t have to do this! No!” she sobbed as he pushed his cock towards her mouth. She looked away, tears flowing freely, desperate not to take his nasty penis into her mouth. He started rubbing himself all over her face, covering it pre-cum and grease.
“Suck it! Do it you whore! Everyone knows you suck dicks!”
She grit her teeth in shame. She knew, deep down, that she wasn’t escaping this. She knew that she could struggle, but eventually she would succumb. She knew that the best course of action would be to submit completely to his every desire.
Glory Babe faced his cock, and slowly parted her trembling lips. The man snorted with glee, then grabbed her head. He roughly shoved inside the wet hole. The blonde gagged as she tasted the salty meat, yet was grateful that he was not that large. He only reached a couple of inches down her throat, and her face pressed against his fat rolls as she felt his balls tickle her chin.
“Ohhh my fucking god! It feels so much better than I imagined!” the fatty moaned as he relished the way she instinctively sucked him. He began humping her face, grunting and snorting like a pig.
The basement-dwelling loser raped Glory Babe’s face for thirty minutes, and by then he was sweating like a waterfall. The heroine’s hair was soaked from him, and she now gagged violently around his thrusting meat, the nausea overwhelming. Finally the man squealed, burying himself balls deep inside her.
Bitter sludge-like cum gushed down the back of her mouth, down her throat, as he came. Glory Babe heaved, already throwing it back up. More jizz squirted out of his penis, more than she could vomit. It forced its way down her gullet, and into her stomach. The man whimpered with pleasure as he held her tight against his groin. He had specifically resisted masturbating for a week in anticipation for this moment.
Ten minutes passed as the fatty dumbed half a gallon of his rancid semen inside his new toy. He sighed, then pulled out.
Glory Babe hacked up a mouthful of his cream onto the mattress, sobbing.
“Holy fuck you’re such a slut!” he cheered, grabbing her legs. He pulled them, forcing her onto her back. Her massive breasts rolled in circles for her captor. He knelt in between her legs, although really it was more of a collapse. He wiggled his weight on top of her, trying to push his sticky cock into her pussy.
“This is INSANE!” Glory Babe screamed. She winced as he finally penetrated her vagina, “UGH! You can’t just-...UGH!... Keep me here! It’s illeg-MMGLM!”
The fat man had grabbed her head as he began thrusting into her cunt like a rabbit, and pressed his gross sniveling lips to hers. His breath made her convulse as he forced his tongue into her mouth. He slobbered all over her face, muffling her sobs as he raped her.
The loser spent another thirty minutes humping her. He couldn’t hold himself up, and as such he simply laid on top of the blonde, his fat enveloping her. He alternated between making out with her and sucking on her puffy nipples. Glory Babe didn’t know what was worse.
Finally he came, and he grabbed two handfuls of her soft titties, squeezing them hard as he spasmed against her. Cum bubbled out of his tip, her vagina automatically sucking and milking his load inside her. The fatty laughed with pleasure as mashed and kneaded her jugs around.
“Please… I beg… you…” Glory Babe sniffled, feeling him flood her unprotected womb with jizz, “Not inside me! Sweet Justice, please pull out!” The thought of carrying this horrible man’s child was a nightmare.
He responded by spitting in her face, and pushing his penis as deep as his fat rolls would let him, happily pumping his cream.
Finally he finished seeding his new property, and sighed. He pulled out, a tendril of gnarly cum bridging from his penis to her cunt. He stood up, his legs wobbling.
“I'm finally not a virgin! This is the best day ever! I get to fuck you whenever I want, however I want! The boys on the forum aren’t going to believe this!” He waddled over to his desk and grabbed his phone. He came back over to the creamed heroine, and knelt down next to her face. His cock flopped against her cheek, and the tip leaked jizz down over her eyes and lips.
Glory Babe blushed with embarrassment as he took picture after picture with the two of them. He made her suck his cock for some, forced her to stick her tongue out and lick him for others. He played with her juicy mammaries while filming videos.
After about ten minutes of selfies, the man became so aroused that he accidentally came on her face while taking a video. He laughed as Glory Babe sobbed beneath the streams of jizz painting her beautiful features. When he finished ejaculating, thoroughly coating her in a layer of semen, he gave her a hard slap, then stopped the video.
“Internet is gonna love that! You’re going viral for sure! And oh man, I can’t wait till my robot grabs your sidekick and I get to show her off as well!” he cackled.
Glory Babe heaved, crying with despair as he walked over to his computer and plugged his phone into it.
Glory Chic hooked a right into an alley. She had spotted a group of men hanging out at a light post up ahead. The sun had set an hour ago, and she didn’t feel comfortable being in this part of the city completely naked. Not that she was completely at ease in the alley, as she knew that they weren’t exactly safe either. She had been raped and impregnated in many of them all over Cockscity, by people and mutants alike.
She walked by a dumpster, and at that moment released a powerful cloud of mutating pheromones.
“Hmm…” Glory Chic muttered, as she hit a dead end, “Welp, looks like I’m just going to have to cross my fingers those men back in the street don’t rape my sexy nubile ass…”
As she turned around, a cold mushy tendril whipped around her neck. The young heroine yelped as it yanked her off her feet, and she landed on her giant fuck-pillows. She clawed at the strange tentacle as it began dragging her towards the dumpster. Whatever awaited her was inside.
Glory Chic failed to free herself, and the appendage lifted her up and over the side of the dumpster into the trash below. She landed with a crunch on the garbage, and her eyes went wide.
In the corner of the dumpster, stuck to the wall, was a mass of mold. It was taking up about a third of the dumpster, and pulsing and bulging with mutated life.
It lurched with life, and several more tendrils shot from the mass towards the young blonde. She screamed as they wrapped around her arms and legs, easily wrangling her up. The mold began to reel her in, and Glory Chic kicked and struggled madly, her entire body jiggling. Her foot touched the mass, which became stuck. The mold immediately bulged, growing itself over her skin, pulling her foot inside it.
“NOO! HELP! SOMEBODY!” she screamed frantically as the fungus continued swallowing her. Her other foot was absorbed, and soon the mass covered all the way up to her thighs. More tendrils wrapped around her as she felt her mountainous rump squeeze into the cold mold. She gasped as she felt the mass press into her tight pussy and puckered butthole. Glory Chic’s hands were swallowed inside, dooming her. Her huge jugs squished up against her face, her torso half-absorbed, and soon they too slipped inside.
The struggling heroine let out one final, desperate, plea for help as the mold began growing around her head. She sobbed as her vision went dark.
The mold undulated, as Glory Chic struggled inside it. She was securely trapped, and stopped resisting as the fungus pushed into her mouth and down her throat.
One of the men who had been hanging out at the light poked his head around the corner. He could've sworn he had heard a girl call for help.
“Oh well,” he said, walking away, not realizing that just ten feet away the mass of mold had begun replicating itself inside the shapely superheroine.
Chapter 3
The wheezing basement nerd raped Glory Babe every day in every hole for a week straight. He never bothered to bathe either himself or her, and soon her mattress became soggy with his loads. The ample-titted bimbo stopped struggling after the second day, and freely let him use her body to satisfy his every urge.
It wasn’t until the morning of her eighth day in captivity, would her situation truly change.
“Agh! Ah! Fuck! Take it!” the fat man grunted as he came inside Glory Babe’s squeezing asshole. His load bubbled out of the hole, slathering her jiggling rump in a fresh glistening layer of cum. He pulled out slowly, allowing her to milk every last drop of jizz out of him.
“Yes! Another successful assrape! I even think you’re starting to enjoy your new life!” the nerd chuckled. Glory Babe said nothing, her face half-resting in the wet mattress. She tried to ignore his crude remarks he spewed while raping her, but they always cut her down just a little bit.
The fat man flipped her on her back, and caught her sloshing breasts. He flopped his disgusting wet penis between them, then mushed the milk-bags around his girth. As he began humping Glory Babe’s cleavage, her body released a cloud of mutating pheromones.
The loser stoped fucking her as he coughed. He suddenly began convulsing on top of Glory Babe, and her eyes went wide with confusion. His fingers clamped into her boob flesh, causing the bountiful orbs to spray milk painfully.
“Wha-? W-what’s wrong?” the heroine stammered. Is he dying? Sweet Justice, nobody will know I’m here if he dies! I’ll starve!
The fat man yelled, and his cock began to pulse. Glory Babe felt it between her titties, and glanced down at her semen-splattered cleavage. She gasped as she felt his meat begin to grow.
The tip of his dick popped out from the top of her cleavage. It was spurting pre-cum uncontrollably, and some landed in her mouth. She swallowed it automatically, not really noticing as she gazed upon his growing phallus. It poked against her chin, doubled in length, now a foot long. And yet it continued to grow.
It took a couple minutes, but eventually the fat nerd’s penis stopped enlarging. He ceased his shaking, then shook his head, as if he was in a daze. He looked down, confused, at his sex doll. His jaw dropped.
There, sticking out of Glory Babe’s deep cleavage, was his cock. It was three-feet-long, and four-inches-wide. He gasped in awe as he put a hand on it, feeling the strong muscle inside. His balls rested on her abdomen on either side of the pole, three times their normal size.
It was a mighty tool. He always dreamt of breaking stuck up bitches with something like it. Now it was real. He looked at Glory Babe, who was staring at him beneath the mammoth penis with terrified tearful eyes and trembling lips.
“Oh you are so fucked bitch.”
Glory Chic slowly opened her eyes. She groaned, an intense weight crushing her. The mold had been growing inside her stomach for a week now, and it became harder and harder to breathe with every passing hour. Her belly was huge. It practically filled the dumpster, just peeking out over the lip. The mold inside her had fully multiplied four times, and she could see it moving beneath her skin.
She laid there, unable to do anything, when suddenly the mass inside her lurched. She felt it begin pushing into her intestines and up her throat. She gagged hard at the taste as it filled her mouth, then emerged from her pink glossy lips. She groaned in misery around the substance as she felt it fill her anus, the pop out of her butthole.
The mold took thirty minutes for it to vacate Glory Chic’s stomach. The heroine found herself buried underneath it all in the dumpster. Finally the last bit squeezed from her holes and joined the rest. The mold lurched up out of the dumpster, spilling onto the ground. It then oozed over to a sewer drain, and funnelled itself inside, into the depths below the city.
Glory Chic laid in the garbage for a moment, recuperating, then slowly sat up. She was weak, but still able to vault herself out of the dumpster.
“Alright, gotta get home before that gross stuff comes back for round two!”
Glory Chic walked the streets, this time not even bothering to hide from passersby. She felt her super-strength returning, and she took off into flight, smiling at the turn of events. She no longer had to worry about rapes or other sorts of sexual encounters and could simply fly back to the lab.
On a nearby roof, the fat nerd’s robot scanned the streets. It’s new directive was to kidnap Glory Chic, and it had not relented for a week straight.
One of his scanners picked up a signal. The domed head spun around, lights blinking, as the naked slut flew closer overhead.
“TARGET ACQUIRED.”
Glory Chic wasn’t quite sure what happened. One second she was flying, enjoying the way the wind flowed over her nude curves, and the next second she was choking, a thin metal wire squeezing tight around her neck. She plummeted towards the ground as whatever had snared her reeled her in.
The spunky rape-bait slammed onto her back on the roof, the wind knocked out of her. As she reeled she felt her hair grabbed. She was pulled up off her feet, making her yelp in pain, and it was then that she saw the robot was the cause of it all.
“Like holy crap! Let me- GAGLMPH!” Glory Chic was cut off as, much like her mentor before her, a dildo gag launched into her throat. It locked around her head, and she kicked her legs wildly, desperate to free herself.
The robot beeped a couple of times. “INITIATE DOMINATION PROTOCOL.”
The nerd huffed with pleasure, as he thrust his mighty new cock in and out of Glory Babe’s throat. Her entire face was slathered with sweat and drool, moaning pathetically while sucking his girth.
“Fucking suck, bitch! Guh! Fuck!” the fatty grunted, thoroughly enjoying his transformed penis. He pulled her head all the way down to his nuts, relishing the way his width stretched her throat open.
“Man! I’ve got a robot that can get me any bitch I want! I’ve got a new cock to tame those bitches! Maybe I should be a supervillain! What do you think?” he asked rhetorically, as Glory Babe squirmed beneath his fatty rolls. He smiled with devilish satisfaction.
“Alright, here we go!” he exclaimed, and he began furiously thrusting against her face, his huge testicles slapping her neck every time. “Time for you to take my final attack! Just like my hentai!”
Glory Babe screamed as he buried himself all the inside her, and she felt his balls rumble. A powerful hose of cum flooded her throat while he roared. Her stomach began to fill as she sucked on his entire length.
“Holy shit! It feels like I’m dumping gallons inside you!”
The blonde struggled madly, shaking her enormous melons as she gulped down his load. Her belly filled, and began to expand. The fat man showed no signs of stopping, and humped her face slowly.
“My name… agh! My villain name! Oh fuck! Will be… hrg! The Robo-Tamerr!” he declared triumphantly as cum surged up Glory Babe’s throat, erupting from her tightly wrapped lips all over her face.
Robo-Tamer dumped one-hundred gallons of semen down Glory Babe’s gullet, expanding her belly nicely. He grunted, squirting the last of his goo, then pulled out.
The super-slut bent over and immediately hurled a gallon of his jizz onto her mattress. She breathed slowly, not wanting to look up at him. Robo-Tamer grasped his penis like a holy sword, gazing upon it as it maintained erection. He knew there was still more semen to inject inside his curvaceous fuck meat.
Glory Babe broke down into fresh tears as she felt him grab a handful of her hair with his grubby fingers.
“MMMMMGH!” Glory Chic spasmed as an incredible orgasm ripped through her body. The robot took the vibrator off her clit, then began injecting her womb with cum.
Her arms had been restrained much like Glory Babe’s had been, and she took the entire canister of reproductive cream up her snatch. He then pulled out, letting a potent flow of goo ooze from the hole. It scanned her, as she looked up at the machine with a surprising defiance, ignoring the fact that the robot was also milking her luscious boobs. Several lights blinked on it, scanning her expression.
“...SEXUAL INTEGRITY MAINTAINED. INITIATE SECONDARY DOMINATION PROTOCOL.” The robot lifted her waist slightly, then produced a second, equally thick, metal cock. The cum canister on its back began to refill
“MM!…” Glory Chic gagged, her defiance leaving her, “MMM! MM-MMM! GLGMMM!”
The robot ignored her protests, misted her openings with jizz, then slammed his chrome poles into both her pussy and butthole. They began to ruthlessly piston in and out of the holes, sending the poor young girl right back into her sexual agony.
The robot had some new tricks for its fallback protocol. Firstly, the shiny dicks began to also vibrate intensely as they reamed the heroine’s holes, forcing her to orgasm right away. Secondly, two vibrators appeared from its torso and pushed up against either side of her clitoris, pinching down hard while also buzzing it. Thirdly, it increased the pressure of its milkers by two-fold, and her jugs trembled while her nipples could barely surrender the milk quick enough.
Glory Chic’s entire body spasmed as she climaxed over and over again. Dopamine blasted her mind, and she soon lost track of time as the robot brutally raped her.
After thirty minutes the machine sealed the deal, and emptied his refreshed canister of cum deep inside her cunt and anus. Her defeated body happily sucked in the loads, her mind on the verge of breaking.
The robot scanned Glory Chic once again, watching as she slowly humped against his metal rods.
“SEXUAL INTEGRITY SUCCESSFULLY COMPROMISED.”
Glory Babe turned over on her mattress, her cum-filled stomach sloshing about. Robo-Tamer had finally finished dumping another hundred gallons of jizz up her ass, then had gone upstairs to sleep. She could not get comfortable on the soggy mattress, and it didn’t help that the entire room reeked of sweat and sex.
Suddenly the door from the stairs opened, and Glory Babe looked up in fear. She gasped as she saw the robot stomp down the stairs, with Glory Chic tied up and impaled anally on its chrome penis.
“Glory Chic!” she exclaimed, but the young sidekick did not respond. She looked thoroughly fucked out, her tongue drooling loosely from her mouth. The robot stomped over to another mattress on the other side of the room and dumped her on it without a care. It tied a chain on the wall to the senseless girl’s restraints, then stomped back up the stairs.
Glory Babe hung her head, crestfallen. Glory Chic was the only one that could have saved her. The only one that could have spared her from being raped over and over again by Robo-Tamer in his damp disgusting basement.
She cried. For she knew that they were now both his property. That their sexy, gelatinous, bubble-butts belonged to that gross fat nerd, and his taming cock.
Chapter 4
Months passed. The two seductive babes became intimately familiar with every inch and growth of Robo-Tamer’s cock, as he used the meaty tool to pump cum into their fertile wombs, tight assholes, and wet throats. Their bellies were always filled with his gag-inducing sludge, ensuring that their powers would not return.
During the nights, when Robo-Tamer would sleep so he could recover his strength, he left his trusty kidnapping robot to sexually brutalize them. The machine would force them to climax repeatedly, pumping fresh loads of synthetic cum inside them and milking their full breasts. Then dawn would come, and Robo-Tamer would come downstairs for another full day of raping them.
The stupid dick-pleasers were not allowed even a minute of sleep, and with their powers nullified and their minds broken from sexual overload and sleep deprivation, escape was truly impossible.
“Oh shit! This one is gonna be a gusher!” Robo-Tamer squealed as he buried himself in Glory Babe’s throat, his balls smothering her face. Her neck bulged as his cock began pumping another fresh load of jizz into her belly. She convulsed wildly as her stomach expanded.
She was chained down on her back on top of a rusty table that Robo-Tamer had cleared off. While he fed her gallons of semen, his robot held her legs wide open, ravaging her pussy. The machine had plunged both of his metal dicks inside her vagina, and it stretched painfully around them.
Today marked six months since Robo-Tamer had captured Glory Babe, although she didn’t know that. She had lost all track of time.
Robo-Tamer dumped his entire load down her gullet, playing with her sore nipples the entire time. Glory Babe’s famous tits were engorged, for they had endured countless milkings from the machine.
The fat villain sighed, letting her suck the last couple drops of jizz from his nuts, then pulled out of her slimed orifice. Cum gushed down her face and hair, splattering against the floor. He laughed, giving her inflated belly a smack. It wobbled precariously on top of her, the seed inside sloshing about.
“Well done, slave! I’ll let my robot take care of you while I spend the next couple hours with the other delicious slut,” Robo-Tamer said as he stomped his fat over to Glory Chic, who was lying on her mattress, staring off into nothing. Glory Babe hurled cum as another orgasm rocked her body, and Glory Chic let out a weak whimper as the fat greasy nerd collapsed on top of her, forcing his massive penis inside her cunt.
An hour went by, the only sounds in the room being Glory Babe’s orgasmic moans from the robot, and Robo-Tamer’s gasping grunts as he raped the hell out of Glory Chic.
Glory Babe could barely concentrate on anything as the robot stretched her pussy and vibrated her clit. She felt the suckers from the machine pop onto her abused nipples, and the orifices all too easily began gushing milk. She heard Robo-Tamer scream and Glory Chic squeak, which meant that he had started unleashing his load into the young whore’s defenseless womb.
Suddenly one of the fluorescent lights above the robot sparked, and half of it fell, bringing the arcing wires with it. It tangled around the robot’s head, sending one-hundred-and-twenty volts of electricity throughout its circuitry.
The robot began spasming as it was electrocuted. Its metal cocks also flowed with electricity, and Glory Babe was forced to grit her teeth as they zapped her vagina, her entire body jiggling wildly as she tensed up.
“INITIATE DOM- INITIATE DOM- INITIATE DOM- ERROR- PROTOCOL,” the robot stuttered as it was damaged. The electric chrome dicks began pistoning into the blonde even faster, making her scream with fear and pleasure and pain. The robot let go of her legs and flailed its arms around erratically, its programming and functions failing.
“What is the meaning of this!” Robo-Tamer snarled, pulling his still pumping cock out of Glory Chic. His seed sprayed like a hose all over her body as he turned his head to see what the interruption was. He saw the sparking robot twitching, which had begun pounding its fists into Glory Babe’s cum-filled stomach, forcing her to vomit.
“Oh shit!” the fat nerd gasped. He ran over to a circuit breaker panel, and hit one for power to his basement. Darkness filled the room. The sparks ceased, and only Glory Babe’s jizz-hurling could be heard.
Suddenly a red light beamed out from the robot’s dome lights. The head spun around, landing the menacing spotlight on Robo-Tamer.
“INITIATE DOMINATION PROTOCOL.”
Robo-Tamer paled with fear. “Not ME you stupid robot!”
The robot popped its dual shiny dicks from Glory Babe’s abused holes, then turned to face the frightened nerd. He screamed and ran up the stairs, and his robot promptly gave pursuit. Darkness once again filled the basement.
The superheroines laid quiet in the dark. They were both still chained up, and both were still full of Robo-Tamer’s cum.
Several hours passed for them. Until finally, Glory Babe was able to muster some energy.
“Gl-...Glory Chic?” she muttered weakly. There was no answer. Glory Babe began to tug at her restraints.
Hope filled her when she realized that the robot must have broken the chain holding her right leg down. She swung it up towards her right arm, using her adept flexibility to put it underneath. She then took a deep breath, and with all her strength in the muscles of her leg, pushed up.
She smiled when her arm snapped free. With a hand now usable, she was easily able to take her other restraints off.
Glory Babe stood on her own two feet, not bound for the first time in what felt like forever. She stretched her arms above her head, jostling her magnificent jugs, then began feeling about in the dark for the circuit breaker panel.
She found it, hit the switch, and light filled the room. The broken fixture began sparking again, and Glory Babe spotted her defeated sidekick, cum oozing from her pussy onto the mattress.
“N-no… no more…” Glory Chic pleaded as Glory Babe helped her out into the backyard of the old house.
“It’s okay Glory Chic, it’s me! We’ve escaped Robo-Tamer’s basement!”
The curvy sidekick looked up, her mentor’s words filling her with happiness. “R-really?”
“Indeed, young one. We are free. Unfortunately we can’t fly, so we’ll have to walk back to Professor Dren’s. But with each other at our sides, nothing will stand in our way!”
Glory Babe was wrong, of course. It was a grueling walk back to the laboratory, and they were accosted several times along the way.
A gang of four thugs took them into an alleyway and raped them, soaking their wombs with semen. They had to ask for directions from a respectable-looking man later on, but he made them service him with their ample breasts as payment.
At one point they decided to take a longer route underneath a bridge, to avoid people, but were set upon by a pack of homeless men. They gang-raped them for about two hours, stuffing their dirty cocks inside all of their holes, pumping dozens of hot loads inside their squirming bodies.
Finally, after four hours, the semen-splattered bimbos opened the door to Professor Dren’s lab, immediately collapsing onto the ground, their tits flattening beneath them.
“Glory Babe! You’re back!” the professor exclaimed in shock, jumping out of his desk chair.
Glory Babe entered Professor Dren’s office a short time later, wrapped in a towel which only managed to cover her enormous rack. She had just finished showering, yet she felt like she could still taste Robo-Tamer’s cum on her body.
“Glory Babe,” the professor said, sitting at his desk, “I’ve been searching for robot signs ever since you came back, but I haven’t found anything yet.” He tried to ignore her exposed snatch.
“Keep searching professor! We need that robot captured! Do you know how many times that metal freak made me climax?” The busty heroine walked over to the window that oversaw the testing chamber. Her bare mountainous ass jiggled for the professor wondrously. “I lost count! And it just kept pumping my pussy full of cum! Sweet Justice Professor, that thing and the slimy little freak nailed my sexy ass so many times! How long again did you say we were his captives?”
Professor Dren gulped. “Er… about six months I believe.”
“Six months! I can’t believe for six months that tubby sack of lard drenched my womb with jizz! And my ass! Just because I have a perfect bubble-butt doesn’t mean that any man can just walk up and ram his cock up it!” The heroine slammed a fist on the glass, causing her perfect bubble-butt to flop. “He made me suck that gross cock of his! I don’t believe he has ever bathed before! He forced me to lick his salty testicles as she filled my stomach up with his semen! It was… It… uh… hng…”
Glory Babe swayed on her feet, as all rational thought left her mind. Her eyes fogged over, and she drooled onto the towel covering her.
The professor leapt from his chair. Fucking perfect timing! He was unbelievably hard from staring at her naked booty, but before he jumped her, he brought up security footage on his computer. He had installed cameras in both of the bodacious heroine’s bedrooms, and he saw that Glory Chic had fallen asleep.
The professor smiled, then ran to the drooling bimbo. He pulled the towel off of her, freeing her amazing chest, then guided her to his desk. He bent her over, propping her juicy asscheeks up for him. He moaned, then unzipped his pants and brandished his penis.
Glory Babe noticed nothing as the professor plunged his cock between the walls of her ass, and deep inside her anus.
As Glory Babe was being ass-raped downstairs, Glory Chic was sleeping harder than she had ever before. After six months of constant abuse, she basically passed out on her bed.
She slept for not even five minutes, when the window to her bedroom opened, and in hopped Robo-Tamer’s crazed sex bot. The lights on its dome flashed, and it beeped when it saw Glory Chic.
“TARGET ACQUIRED. INITIATE MEGA-DOMINATION,” it said, walking over to her. It raised a hand, then coldly clamped it around Glory Chic’s neck.
The spunky fuck-toy yelped quietly as she was jolted awake. She saw the robot, and immediately began crying. She kicked her legs and pounded her fists on the machine’s iron vice as it picked her up, dragging her to the window.
The robot jumped down into the girls’ backyard, taking Glory Chic with him. They landed in the grass, her ample assets flopping, then the machine dragged her over to a giant metal tank that it had brought to their home before breaking into her room.
Glory Chic saw the tank, which was about the size of a van, then noticed the writing on the side: COCKSCITY BOVINE SEMEN RESERVES - 500 GAL. Her heart sank with fearful anticipation.
“NOO! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!” she screamed, doubling down on her efforts to free herself. Her wrists were grabbed by mechanical tendrils, and they viciously yanked her arms behind her. The robot easily bound her with a couple handcuffs, then grabbed her kicking legs.
Glory Chic screamed as the machine bent them apart one-eighty, until her feet were next to her head. She felt her hips spasm with pain from the brutal stretch. The robot attached a coller to her neck, with two metal rings on either side, then attached a cuff around each ankle. To finish the bondage off, it attached those cuffs to her choker.
The robot stood up, staring at the wiggling blonde before him.
“Please no, please no, please no,” the struggling cum-dumpster sobbed as the robot produced a metal hose from one of its doors. It took the hose and attached it to a valve on the side of the tank, and there was a hiss of a pressure change. The robot then turned back to its prey.
“NO! I can’t! Like holy crap, I can’t take that much cum! NOO!” Glory Chic wailed as the robot cupped both of her giant buttcheeks, lifting her posterior a foot of the ground. The robot knelt, brandishing its dual metal cocks. It sprayed misty jizz, soaking her pussy and ass, then aimed its members.
Glory Chic screamed as the machine plunged both solid dicks into her twitching asshole. She had expected one to invade her vagina, and as such found herself speechless with pain. The machine stretched her spasming hole apart as it forcefully crammed the entire lengths of its phalluses inside her. As soon as they were in position, they began pistoning in and out.
The spunky heroine heaved as her anus was ravaged. She peered between her bouncing cleavage and saw the robot moving two vibrators towards her. One pressed against her clitoris, while the other popped inside her cunt. They began buzzing, and she sobbed with unwanted pleasure.
The robot then produced a huge sucker from its torso, twice as big as the normal ones. It grabbed the rolling milk-bags and squeezed them together, positioning her nipples next to each other. The large sucker inhaled both of the puffy orifices and sealed itself against her skin. Glory Chic gasped as her breasts instantly began spraying milk for the machine.
Her entire body jiggled wonderfully for her rapist as it beeped with affirmation.
Glory Chic screamed and wailed the entire time the relentless machine raped her tight ass. The neighbors ignored her cries, turning the volume up on the television or listening to music. They heard them constantly all the time, and had started ignoring it.
After two hours of buttfucking, and forcing the whorish dickpleaser to orgasm multiple times, the robot scanned her. It beeped, ready to begin the ejactulation. The metal cocks rammed deep into her anus, popping into her guts, then blasted twin jets of thick hot cum inside.
“DOMINATE. DOMINATE. DOMINATE,” the robot droned as it held her still for his injection.
The heroine sobbed pathetically as her intestines bloated as the flood of jizz coursed throughout them. She couldn’t see the robot over her trembling titties, but she pleaded one last time.
“Pull OUT! Please! My sexy ass can’t handle this!”
The robot decided that her complaints had become too defiant, and produced a clear plastic hose from its torso, with a red dildo attached to the end, straps on either side. It dove into her cleavage, then popped out the other side, taking the poor bitch by surprise. She wasn’t able to close her mouth in time, and the dildo plunged inside, pushing halfway down her throat. The straps at the base wrapped around her head, locking together.
Glory Chic let out a muffled scream as she sucked on the rubber cock. She felt cum explode into her stomach from her intestines. Fear filled her as she saw more jizz surge up the hose from between her jiggling breasts. There was nothing she could do as a third jet of semen blasted into her throat, and down into her stomach.
The dumb broad was helpless as the robot dumped gallon after gallon of bull semen inside her. Her belly had quickly filled up, and was the size of a beach ball after two-hundred gallons had been pumped inside.
The flow continued, and Glory Chic continued to inflate as more and more cum splashed inside her. Her nipples sprayed even harder as they were relentlessly milked, her massive breasts slowly being pushed against her face. Soon her belly was large enough, and her world went dark as the fleshy orbs smothered her.
By the time the struggling blonde had taken in three hundred gallons of jizz, her belly was the size of a bathtub, her skin stretched tight. The epic load surged up her throat and flooded into her lungs, desperate to find room. Glory Chic spasmed, her eyes rolling up into her skull. She was barely conscious as her stomach began to tremble under the pressure.
The robot was only able to inject fifty more gallons into the bloated girl before its scanners indicated that any further injection might be fatal. It paused the ejaculation, producing another hose from its torso.
As the robot pulled the two mighty metal members from her violated asshole, it sprayed a sticky blue substance around the edges. When the cocks popped out, it quickly sealed the hole up, ensuring that the semen inside did not escape.
Glory Chic groaned in agony as she was denied the release, and she felt the hose attached to the dildo she was choking on twist, then disconnect, leaving her gagged.
The robot scanned her, watching as her massive belly swayed back and forth, the waves of semen inside splashing against her walls. The machine then popped the slurping milker off of her aching nipples.
Glory Chic whimpered as she felt the robot plunge the hose that had been connected to the dildo into her left boob. The robot wasted no time resuming the ejaculation, and the huge tit began to swell.
The robot pumped seventy-five gallons of bovine cream inside her breast, then pulled the hose out, quickly sealing her nipple shut with more sticky foam. It then plunged into her right jug, repeating the process.
By the time the robot pumped the last drop of semen from the tank inside Glory Chic, she had fallen unconscious. Her belly was inflated to the absolute limit, and her tits had swollen to twice their size, burying her entire head beneath the jiggling flesh. The robot scanned her one last time.
“SEXUAL INTEGRITY SUCCESSFULLY OBLITERATED,” it declared coldly. It then turned around and stomped away, leaving the thoroughly raped, tightly bound, utterly defeated Glory Chic to incubate five-hundred gallons of bull cum in her defiled body.
The machine made its way to the front entrance of Professor Dren’s laboratory. As it grew closer it moved quicker, for it had another bitch to tame.
Chapter 5
“Good heavens, Glory Babe! You really do know how to use your ass!” Professor Dren said, as the braindead blonde clamped her butthole hard around his cock, milking the last of his load into her anus. The professor sighed, then slipped his drained meat from the pleasing hole, his cum leaking down her legs.
Just then the robot smashed through the front door of the building, sending debris all over the office. Professor Dren turned around, startled, then gasped at the sight of the robot, which began scanning the room.
The machine spotted the luscious rump of Glory Babe, leaking cum.
“TARGET ACQUIRED. INITIATE MEGA-DOMINATION,” the robot said, starting towards the amazing ass.
“...Ohh… what happened?” Glory Babe groaned as she recovered from her idiocy. She picked herself up off of the professor’s desk, and felt the jizz oozing from her asshole. “Sweet Justice I’ve been ass-raped!”
She heard the robot’s footsteps and spun around. She saw the professor flat against the wall, in shock at the sight of the machine.
“Stay back professor! This robot may have pumped another load up my ass, but now it will be defeated!” she declared triumphantly. I just have to get it away from the lab. It may hurt the professor, or even worse, discover Glory Chic.
The robot reached her, swinging a powerful mechanical haymaker. Glory Babe ducked beneath it, and sprinted towards the crumbling hole in the wall that used to be the front door. The robot swiveled, then gave pursuit of the succulent flopping ass and tits.
The professor watched the duo leave, then stuffed his penis pack into his trousers. Well, at least she didn’t think I raped her...
“Sweet Justice, this thing is relentless!” Glory Babe said to herself as she ran frantically down the street, her breasts bouncing dramatically in every direction. The robot was not ten feet behind her, keeping pace with the long-legged bimbo.
The superheroine suddenly stopped, then swung a mighty kick towards the machine. Her blindside paid off, and she sent it flying back into a pile of boxes on the side of the street. She turned and ran, hooking a right into an alley.
Glory Babe saw a door on her left, then barreled through it. She found herself in a kitchen for some sort of restaurant. She jumped over one of the prep tables and hid behind a fridge. She caught her breath, her massive jugs heaving on her chest, then put a hand to her mouth to muffle her noise. She craned her neck, listening intently for the robot.
There was a moment of peace, then the machine’s arm punched straight through the wall next to her and its hand clasped her throat. Glory Babe screamed as she was ripped through drywall and brick, and thrown into the middle of the street.
The busty slut moaned, shaking her head, then rolled onto her back, leaning up. Before she even realized what happened, a dildo gag plunged into her throat. The straps locked around her head, and she fumed.
Not this thing again! Glory Babe looked up at the cloud of dust she had been thrown from, and saw the menacing red lights glowing within.
“DOMINATE. DOMINATE. DOMINATE.”
Glory Babe leapt to her feet, and once again took off running.
The machine chased her for an hour through the moonlit streets of Cockscity. The cat and mouse dipped through alleyways, abandoned stores, and even briefly over a rooftop. The robot almost caught her a couple of times, terrifying Glory Babe, but she managed to worm her way from its grasp.
Glory Babe stopped as she entered an empty warehouse. She hid just behind the door, bending over to compose herself, her heavy tits swaying.
So tired, she thought, drooling on the sex toy in her mouth, her lungs on fire. She stood up, peering out into the empty street. She saw no sign of the robot. Maybe now I can finally go on the hunt. Get the jump on it.
She turned towards the inside of the warehouse, hoping to find a ladder to the roof, and was met squarely with a metal fist to her beautiful face.
Glory Babe whimpered around the dildo in her throat, pain flashing through her head as she woke up. She went to go rub her temples, but realized she couldn’t move her arms. Fear snapped her to attention, and she looked around.
The bodacious blonde found herself in an old dentist’s office, in one of the exam chairs. Her arms were cuffed at the wrist and elbow to the armrests, and her legs were spread wide apart, a cuff around her ankles and where her toned thighs met her gelatinous butt cheeks. They were linked together, and her thigh cuffs were linked to the elbow cuffs, to keep her legs spread. There was a choker around her neck, which was securely attached to the head rest. The bitch was completely restrained, and all she could do was wiggle her posterior and shake her titties.
“MMMPH!” she choked to nobody in particular, “MMG! MMMMMMPH!”
The robot then walked into the exam room, hearing that she was fully awake. It scanned her.
“INITIATE MEGA-DOMINATION.”
Glory Babe began screaming around her gag as the robot stepped in front of her chair. The doors on its torso opening, revealing multiple sexual tools, then descended upon the helpless slut.
The robot was intent on making up for lost time, and it brandished two massive suckers, like the one it used solo against Glory Chic’s bosom. It latched a milker onto each bodacious orb, then began mashing and pulling the flesh. Milk geysered into them as they began draining. The machine used its normal arms to help squeeze the massive melons, further coaxing the delicious white milk.
While it assaulted her breasts, it produced not two metal cocks, but a third as well. They were assembled in a triangle, two side to side, then on atop them. Glory Babe bucked like the breeding cow she was as they loomed before her exposed holes. She was jizz-misted, and the machine struck home.
The busty blonde cried as two dicks spread her ass wide open, while the third plunged up her pussy. The lengths were fully sheathed inside her, then they began the damnable pistoning. She jiggled wondrously as her orifices were reamed out, and it was only then that she noticed there were several tubes on the robot’s back leading out of the room.
The tubes led to six giant tanks in the decrepit lobby outside, and she could just barely see through her flopping cleavage that they were bull semen reserves of Cockscity. Three thousand gallons of thick, creamy, potent cum, adept at sieging wombs and penetrating eggs, and the struggling whore knew that it was all going inside her.
This can’t be happening! I’m doomed! Glory Babe despaired as the chair she was being ravaged on shook and creaked beneath them.
Professor Dren finished his rudimentary blockade of the hole in his wall. He sighed, wiping the sweat from his brow. He hoped Glory Babe was alright. That the menace that attacked them wasn’t raping the hell out of her right now. The mere thought made him grow hard, and he decided he would go pay a visit to the sleeping fuckmeat upstairs.
He walked up to their apartment, unsure of which delicious hole he would rape first. By the time he reached Glory Chic’s bedroom, he was already naked, hard cock ready to perform. And to his great disappointment, her bed was empty.
Where could that little tramp have gone? The professor noticed the open window, and walked over. He sighed when he looked outside.
Glory Chic groaned on the lawn below, massive and rotund with the hundreds of gallons of cum inside her. The professor shook his head and went to collect his clothes. He wasn’t getting any tail tonight unfortunately.
The robot brutally fucked Glory Babe for two hours. It had her clitoris mushed between two buzzing vibrators, and to make things worse for her the milkers clamping on her aching nipples had also begun to vibrate. The superheroine was orgasming constantly, her pussy juices flowing like a river over the girthy poles raping her.
The robot sensed she was reaching total sexual overload, and snaked a cum hose between her trembling jugs. It latched onto the dildo in her mouth, and with a twist it was secured and ready. Glory Babe hardly noticed, her eyes rolled up into her head and drool spitting from her slurping ruby-red lips, sexual bliss ravaging her mind.
A short time later, the defeated bimbo squealed, her pussy and ass clamping down even more on the robot’s cocks. She had a particularly powerful climax, one that sent her mind over the edge. She was unsure of where she was or what time it was, and she didn’t care. She lived only for the orgasm now, and her mind began to degrade as it fell into a sexual stupor.
The robot scanned the broken sex doll, then beeped. Several pumps activated, and hot cum flowed from the tanks through the tubes. Glory Babe could smell the sweet cream getting closer, and she humped even harder on the machine’s rods, begging for it. A moment later her wish was granted.
A powerful hose of semen blasted directly into her womb, two jets of the sludge surged up her anus and into her intestines, and gallons of the reproductive slime flooded her throat. The sex-crazed bitch screamed with pleasure as the first of the biblical load was pumped inside her.
The robot intently scanned Glory Babe as it filled her. Her stomach quickly filled as the twin streams in her guts met with the torrent from her throat. Her womb was saturated with the seed, and it pushed up into her fallopian tubes. From there it sprayed into her ovaries, soaking her eggs inside.
Her body had never felt so much intense pleasure while being raped before, and therefore it allowed her eggs to be surrendered for reproduction. A dozen of them pushed out of her ovaries, against the flow of jizz, and down into her womb. Once there, the defenses preventing the seed from penetrating them were lowered, and the wiggling sperm swarmed them. The superheroine’s entire reproductive tract bulged with the machine’s load as she was impregnated over and over again, and it bubbled profusely from her tightly-wrapped labia. The chair became slathered in the cum, and it began to sag as her belly expanded.
Three hundred gallons of semen was pumped into her stomach, and her cunt swelled with one-hundred. Glory Babe was the size of a bathtub, her stomach spilling over the sides of the chair as it trembled with pressure.
The robot produced its sealing foam sprayer, and pulled out of her pussy and ass. It plugged her, while still injecting jizz down her throat. Several motors whirred inside the machine, and the three might dicks detached from its waist, snaking into the air as thick hoses. The robot pulled the milker on her right boob, causing it to stretch painfully, then popped it off. The machine grabbed the spraying nipple, squeezing its fingers inside.
Glory Babe moaned as she felt the raping terror stretch her nipple open. It could see the milk splashing around inside, then quickly inserted all three of its huge chrome members. It slipped its hands out, and the orifice snapped shut around the girth. As soon as the dicks were deep and snug inside her tit, they continued the ejaculation.
Glory Babe’s titanic titty inflated with three hundred gallons of semen, and it was more than three times the normal size. It was so full that it flopped over the side of the chair, laying on the ground.
The robot then slurped up one last gallon of her milk from her left breast, and popped the sucker off. It brought the foam sprayer to her creamed jug, and sealed her nipple as it pulled the shiny injectors out.
The heroine moaned as his fingers plunged into her left nipple, exposing the hole for the metal cum-pumpers.
The robot dumped another three-hundred gallons of bull cream into her other boob, then popped out and sealed it shut. Half the room was now filled with the three enormous balloons of flesh: her stomach and tittes. The machine kept pumping the never-ending load down her throat, and it was erupting from her sucking lips uncontrollably as there was no more room. However the robot’s scanners indicated that she could still take the flow, and it did not stop.
Her stomach spasmed, at its limit with three-hundred-and-fifty gallons of cum swirling inside. Her entire head was smothered beneath layers of the cream, much like a white chocolate fountain, and it splashed down onto the floor, saturating her hair.
Hours passed, as the machine relentlessly creamed Glory Babe. When it had pumped two-thousand gallons inside her, the massive puddle of semen had covered every inch of the floor, pouring out into the lobby outside. Our stupendous cock-sucker fell unconscious amidst the torrential ejaculation, slipping into blissful darkness.
The robot beeped as it emptied the last tank of bull jizz down the stupid bitch’s throat. It had taken the machine six hours to fully inject it all, and by the end the heroine was unrecognizable. A coagulated blob of sticky cum on a chair, with only her stomach and breasts visible since they were so large.
The robot detached the hose from her throat gag, then put its tools back inside its torso. It scanned the creamy mess of a slut, sensing the life growing within her womb.
“SEXUAL INTEGRITY SUCCESSFULLY OBLITERATED.”
The robot then stood still as Glory Babe sloshed. It would have to wait until she had digested the jizz before she could be extracted.
Glory Babe came to, and she felt herself bouncing. She took a deep breath of air, the first in a while.
The robot had her over his shoulder, and was running down a street. She feared that it was taking her back to the greasy hands of Robo-Tamer.
Her tits flopped everywhere against the robot’s back as he transported the busty bimbo. It hit her face, and an idea dawned on her. She opened her mouth and began trying to catch one of her puffy pink nipples within it.
The robot was clueless as she gaped. It took several minutes of attempts, but then the blonde scored home. She inhaled her nipple, flicking her tongue all over it as she sucked down hard. Super milk gushed into her mouth, and she hungrily swallowed it. Raw power filled her muscles, and her eyes flashed a brilliant white. Then came the anger.
In a blink of an eye, Glory Babe burst from all of her restraints with one deft movement. The robot beeped, alarmed at the development, and couldn’t react in time as the heroine grabbed his domed head. She flew the machine up about twenty feet into the air, its arms flailing, then kicked it back down to the hard concrete.
The robot crunched as it hit, but was still active. Red lights beamed at the curvaceous slut above him.
“INITIATE MEGA-DOMINA-”
The robot was silenced as Glory Babe slammed down a foot into its domed head, imploding the entire part. Sparks flew everywhere as she held it down.
“DOMINATE… bzt… DOMIN… bzzrt... domi… beoo…” the robot droned its last commands, quieter and quieter until it could no longer be heard. The lights dimmed, then disappeared entirely.
The relentless sex-crazed rape robot had been defeated.
Epilogue
“I know this is unpleasant, Glory Babe, but these are truly wonderful samples!” Professor Dren said into the intercom.
Inside the testing chamber, the succulent baby-factory was lying on her back screaming, her belly huge and bulging with seven more large baby cows. Five of them had already been birthed, and were walking about the room mooing. The head of another squeezed from her abused vagina. The cows were by far the most painful birthing the blonde had ever had to perform.
Glory Chic watched her mentor pop out her bovine offspring. She turned to the professor, confused.
“So like, say it again? I don’t get it.”
“Neither do I, Glory Chic! Glory Babe was successfully impregnated by bull sperm. Meaning these aren’t mutants! Her eggs produced cows! My first instinct is to say that her eggs, and most likely yours as well, under certain circumstances, can actually adapt to whatever type of semen interacts with it. Which if it’s true…” he stared at the wailing whore as she finished pushing out the sixth cow, “That means that you two can be mated with by anything, and have their children.”
Glory Chic’s pussy quivered at his words. "And Robo-Tamer? Seen that freak around at all?"
Professor Dren shook his head. "No signs at all. But you and Glory Babe have to be ready in case he's still out there. There might be more robots in you two's future."
Glory Chic's butthole puckered at the thought. She gulped, then turned back to watch her mentor continue the miracle of life.