The Adventures of Got Gal

THE CRASHED SATELLITE

by P. Mason

Anita, Tanya O’Donnell’s trusted camera girl, pulled their news van over behind a series of special military trucks along side the country road. Several army men were busy setting up road blocks and prepping sand bags as Tanya got out and made herself ready for her broadcast.

“Tanya O’Donnell reporting live from the site of a satellite that crashed not moments ago in the deep northwest forest. The military has told me the site must remain classified for safety sake so I cannot reveal its location. And I see the eminent professor Whirter approaching.” Tanya said confidently in her news mic while Anita filmed her and the scene.

“Professor, what is going on? Why have the military been called in?” she asked walking over to the professor who was currently reviewing a map on the hood of one of the army jeeps.

“Well... ehem... Ms. O’Donnell.. currently we are tracking down the location of the satellite. Its about five miles inward from here.” the professor stumbled trying to straighten his tie and look good for the camera.

“So professor, why not just fly in and pick it up?” Tanya asked?

“Cause the satellite is putting out too much em interference for any aircraft to get close without engine failure,” said a burley voice from behind. A large, older man wielding a cigar and a cigar and a general’s uniform walked up. He put his hand up over the lens and looked sternly at Anita. The young black girl immediately shut off the camera and put it aside.

“See missy, we can’t get close to the satellite without our equipment going haywire.. you know...broken,” General Hatfield said with a condescending smile treating Tanya like the bubble breasted blonde that she looked like.

“Oh really general. Then how do you propose to find it?” she said planting her hands on her wide hips and snarled.

“Well, we’re using triangulation. See all that extra forest growth little lady,” he said turning Tanya around with his hand on her shoulder and pulling her close to him, “that was caused by the radiation from the satellite. We figure its in a five mile radius from the center so we’ll march in from here.” he continued. He patted the reporter on her plump rear, sprouted a grin then walked back to the professor. Tanya crossed her arms and huffed, “men!”.

The general barked some orders and the squad of 15 men lined up and prepared to enter the woods with machetes at hand. “Sorry ladies. Why don’t you both stay here at the vehicles where its nice and safe,” the General grinned. He waved and the troops with Whirter began pushing their way through the brush.

“Where its nice and safe...” Anita sneered mimicking the General and pouting next to the van.

Suddenly, both angry women heard screams and yells coming from the woods, just out of sight.

“Sounds like trouble Tanya!”, Anita said snapping to attention.

“Yes, this looks like a job for Got-Gal and Got-Chic!”

Both buxom females pulled out their Got emeralds and uttered the magic summoning command.

“I AM GOT CHIC!” Anita announced. In a blue ball of magical energy, the demur teen transformed into the sassy and sexy Got-Chic with her emerald nestled firmly between her cleavage. Her costume was a fuller one piece suit, semi transparent blue with her emerald acting as a bra clasp between her 38 DD brown breasts. She wore matching latex arm gloves, boots and a mask.

“I AM GOT GAL” Tanya exploded and where once stood mild mannered Tanya O’Donnell now stood a six foot, one inch 44DD, 26, 40 bombshell blonde woman. Got Gal wore a skin tight semi transparent blue bikini with her larger emerald acting as a bra clasp as well. She wore a matching mask, and cape. Her legs were bare except for a pair of 4 inch, classy blue heels.

“Let’s GO!” Got Gal commanded. Both heroines lifted off and flew over the trees and toward the screams. Over the months Got Chic she had to fight crime with no real powers. One day Tanya awoke to find her precious power emerald had split into two smaller, uneven sized emeralds. Her emerald had lost 25% of its power but Got Chic now had an emerald of her own that gave her 1/2 the strength of Got-Gal.

They weaved through the tall trees till they saw rustling in the bushes below. Arms and hands stuck out from reams and reams of fat, bloated vines.

“Look Got Gal! Those men are being cocooned!” Got Chic yelled pointing down at the mass below.

“Yes, into action!” Got Gal declared.

Both heroines fired down at the vines and crashed through them. They landed and saw all the soldiers and the professor being coiled up by hundreds of the vines. The men were trying to cut themselves free but each cut vine was replaced by two more.

“Quick, we have to get them... HEY!” Got Chic started to say then a wave of thick vines lashed around her full, brown thighs and pulled her shapely legs together. More vines followed wrapping around her arms and shoulders pulling her arms tight and to her back.

“Got Gal HEMMMBLM!” Got Chic screamed just before more vines wrapped around her mouth and gagged her.

“Hold on child! I shall save you!”

Got Gal tore the vines apart trying to get at the almost cocooned teen avenger. Suddenly, another wave of vines lashed out and wrapped around her firm, full figured thighs and legs sending the buxom heroine reeling. Then more followed encasing her upper body. Soon Got Gal was also a wiggling cocoon of vines.

For several moments both heroine writhed and struggled trying to break free, their full figured hips swaying about like a snake caught by its head and tail. Then, from the viney mass, two vines sporting odd, brightly colored flowers rose up and slammed into Got Chic’s jiggling breasts. The teen was too busy to notice the flowers clamp over her breasts and cup them like suction cups.

Another set of flowers rose up and clamped onto Got Gal’s even larger breasts. The flowers pushed, pulled and muzzled the unsuspecting heroine’s endowment in an odd, rhythmic motion as though they were sucking on the huge glands.

Small vines ran over the heroine’s pert mounds making the women grunt and coo in slight sexual excitement. From behind each heroine rose another vine with a tulip, pitcher plant shaped flower at its end. The flowers mouth was coiled shut and had a long, narrow snout. One rose up behind Got Chic’s swiveling hips and aimed at her perfectly plump, pear shaped mound between her thighs. The other rose up behind Got Gal’s motherly hips and aimed at her fuller mound.

Suddenly, with a burst of super strength, Got Gal exploded out of her cocoon, sending torn vines everywhere. Then she noticed where the vines were coming from. A large, sack like plant the size of an oven sat in the bushes pulsating with eerie life. Got Gal picked up a machete dropped by one of the troops and sent it like a dagger into the horrific plant. The plant let out a horrific shrill followed by a geyser of greenish, syrup like goo then slumped over dead. The vines then fell slack and the trapped soldiers along with Got Chic were soon freeing each other.

“Got Gal! I’m so glad you came!” Professor Whirter exclaimed shaking the heroine’s hand.

“What the hell are you doing here Got Gal?” General Hatfield barked, pulling vines out of his uniform and staring obviously at Got Gal’s well endowment.

“Saving your cigar smoking ass General,” Got Gal laughed planting her hands on her hips and smiling at her little put down. “So professor, what was that thing?”

“Hm... must be mutated from the satellite’s radiation,” the professor concluded examining the creature. “These plants exist normally but are a hundred times smaller and not so voracious. It appears plants are growing to unheard sizes and mutating due to the radiation.”

“Well we can’t stop them all,” Got Chic sighed tossing vines to the ground.

“No but I think if we neutralize the satellite the plants should return to normal.” the professor replied.

“Well, Got Chic and I can fly ahead and find a clear path for you. Wait here professor,” the buxom blonde ordered taking to the sky. Both heroines took off in the direction of the satellite with all the men staring in awe.

“C’mon men! Let’s move out!” the general barked.

“But Got Gal said to stay here,” the professor said.

“BAH! I don’t take orders from some masked bimbo!” Hatfield laughed grabbing his gear and heading out with his men. “Now move professor!”

*****

Got Gal and Got Chic flew over the trees but found it difficult to see through the foliage. “Damn these vines sure grew fast,” Got Chic stared in awe.

Got Gal slowed a bit hearing an odd, low vibrating sound. Suddenly, she was knocked aside by a huge creature which sent her tumbling toward the ground. She managed to stop herself just above the trees. She looked up to see a huge wasp the size of a person coming up behind Got Chic.

“Got Chic! Look out!” she screamed. The black teen turned but it was too late, the wasp pounced on her then drove its stinger into her plump brown ass cheek. The girl screamed then spasmed and then slumped down in the wasp’s wiry arms. It picked up the dazed girl and flew off toward some rocky hills.

“Must get to her! Must stop that thing!” Got Gal declared flying back to save Got Chic.

But before the leggy blonde could take off, a stream of silk like webbing fired up from below the trees and wrapped around her ankle.

“Hey! What the?!”

Another and yet another stream fired up, wrapping around her thighs, chest and waist, pinning her arms to her sides.

“NGGH! This stuff is like... like STEEL!” she gasped unable to break the strands.

Then she felt herself being pulled downward. She began to fly against the pull and was barely holding her own when another stream shot up and lashed around her bra strap. It began pulling just as hard and the heroine gasped in shock. Her bikini top pulled and stretched. Arcs of magical energy shot from her emerald as the bra was pulled and stretched hard. Then, in a spray of sparks and blue bolts, her bra burst off her chest and fell away into the trees along with her precious Got emerald.

“NO! My powers!” she gasped.

Like a fly who lost its wings, Got Gal became a dead weight and instantly plummeted to Earth. She fell through the trees only to land softly in a cotton white sheet of silk. She lay with her torso tied and her legs apart and pinned to the stick, soft, white material.

“NNGH! Like some kind of... OH NO!”

Suddenly, four furry spiders the size of large dogs quickly crawled out of their hiding places and encircled the struggling, topless heroine. She snarled and fought to escape while the mutated spiders sized up the buxom prey before them. They then turned around so their huge abdomens faced Got Gal. Streams of silk webbing fired from their spinnerettes, spraying over the full figured blonde.

*****

Got Chic landed hard on the dirt floor of a dried cave. Her vision was blurry and she was still pretty dizzy from the wasp sting.

“You... you... over sized... PEST!” she stammered taking a half assed swing at the huge wasp. The insect easily avoided her sloppy punches and watched the young teen intensely. It then took a swipe at her with a long arm and hooked her costume top clasp. Another arm grabbed onto another section of her costume and began to pull.

“Hey! Let GO!” Got Gal yelled.

Her top stretched and blue, magical sparks discharged from her emerald. She tried to pull away but was still to dizzy and uncoordinated to fight back. Then, with a shower of spark, her top burst open and her emerald came off her costume.

“Oh NO! My emerald!”

She started to crawl around trying to find it. The squirming just made it easier for the huge wasp to pull her costume off her body and down her smooth legs. It then flipped Got Chic on her back and pushed her arms over her head. It leaned its head over her hands and a stream of goo oozed out of its mouth and encased her hands, sticking them to the floor over her head.

“NNGH! What! This stuff is like GLUE!” she gasped struggling to break free.

The wasp then did the same to each of her ankles, pinning each leg apart and to the cave floor. It finally loomed over her head and spit down at her face. A huge wad oozed over her mouth and glued her mouth shut tighter than a gag.

“What’s it doing? Is it going to eat me?!” she thought half puzzled by the wasp’s inclination toward bondage and half scared out of her wits.

The wasp sat over the black teen and began to shudder. From its lower abdomen, a fleshy tube began to extend out of a flap cover orifice. Got Gal stared in shock as the lubricant covered tube grew more erect right before her.

“NO! I’ve read about these wasps! This must be some kind of caterpillar wasp! It lays its eggs in captured caterpillars and it must think I’m one of them!” Got Chic thought in horror seeing the wasp maneuver over her prone body.

The teen gyrated like mad as the mutated insect lowered down toward her full hips and bare, unprotected vagina. It aimed its breeding tube at the girl’s pert lips and wrapped its arms around her struggling body. Then the tube parted the young black girl’s ripe lips and pressed slowly and firmly into her twisting hips.

“UUUGHH! TOO BIG!”

The wasp took several lunges pushing the oversized tube deeper and deeper into the desperate, panicked heroine. Got Chic screamed in sexual agony with each deep lunge. The tube compressed inward filling her smaller vagina with its massive girth.

Got Chic couldn’t handle the strain any longer. She tightened and screamed in a horrific climax, then another, then another as the wasp relentlessly drove its tube home. Finally, after several hip pounding minutes, the creature was fully inserted and began to slide in and out of the trapped teen. For nearly five minutes it raped the young girl trying to force her to climax one more time.

“TOO MUCH! CAN`T TAKE... IT!!!”

Got Chic arched up in another mind ripping climax. At that moment the wasp grabbed onto the heroine in a tight hug and seized. The tube swelled as a mass extruded from the wasps abdomen, traveled through the tube and pressed into Got Chic’s expanded vagina.

“NO!.... Something is going IN!!!”

The young girl thrashed and screamed feeling her lips part and a ball sized mass push ever deeper. Inside her womb, the tube opened and a gelatinous egg was excreted with a loud squish sound and was pressed into the wall of her uterus. The tube held the egg there for several moments until it began to take hold. The wasp then slowly pulled its tube out and let the devastated heroine drop to the floor.

Got Chic stared in shock at her pelvis. She lunged and swiveled her hips while waves of hormones rushed over her body. Then, with one last unholy climax, her pelvis glowed and she sank down impregnated. Her eyes fluttered from exhaustion and she collapsed unconscious.

*****

Got Gal pulled and twisted against the webbing but her struggles were in vain. She was now pinned spread eagle to the web with her arms and legs firmly netted down. Every part of her shapely body was now covered with a thick layer of webbing turning her into a white, cocooned full figured form. Even her head was completely engulfed. Only her mid section and hips were exposed.

One of the spiders slowly approached the heroine from her legs and crawled up on top of her. She could feel it crawl over her and she began to panic.

“Is it going to eat me? Suck me dry of my bodily fluids?” Got Gal thought, worried about the worst.

The spider nestled down between her legs then she felt something smooth, wet and hard press against her vagina.

“WHAT!? OH NO!”

The spider grabbed onto her now frantically gyrating form and used its legs to pull itself forward, driving a long, tube like proboscis into Got Gal’s perky vagina. The spider lunged forward rhythmically trying to force its member ever deeper into the desperate heroine. Got Gal panted and screamed with each thrust feeling something slide deeper within her body.

For several moments the shapely heroine and the spider rolled and rocked as they united. Got Gal bucked and thrust her hips in vain trying to throw off the creature while the spider used each thrust to drive its member home.

Then, in a shaking fit of orgasmic spasms, the spider shudder and thrust deep. Got Gal screamed and thrust upward in panicked response. The spider’s fleshy abdomen convulsed as the mutant ejaculated into the busty heroine. Inside her womb, the tube erupted with white goo, filling her motherhood. Then, the tube expanded and Got Gal could feel some mass pass between her lips and deep into her. The tube tip opened and excreted a gelatinous egg, followed by another and another.

Got Gal shrieked in horror and slammed her hips in a defiant tantrum. The spider pumped and pumped, nailing the busty blonde good with a clutch of spider eggs. Soon it had excreted its loaded and pulled off the heroine, withdrawing its member with a loud, wet pop.

Got Gal sank down exhausted and horrified at what just happened, “OH NO! I’ve been seeded! It put eggs inside me!” She rolled her hips around feeling an odd wave of hormones come over her. Then she reared up and her pelvis glowed as the eggs took hold and impregnated her.

Her terror escalated when another spider climbed on top, settled between her legs and once more parted her virtue with its member. It slammed its cock into her over and over driving her once more to the brink. Then in another web gagged scream, the busty blonde arched up and exploded in climax. The spider held on and pumped its load of eggs into her.

It soon pulled out and let the heroine drop in exhaustion. Got Gal moaned and slid her legs in sexual defeat. The spiders arched back and fired more streams of webs over the impregnated heroine, covering her in a thick, silk cocoon.

* * *

“So where are those two sluts now professor?” general Hatfield laugh slapping the professor on his back. “We ain’t seen hide nor hair of them in an hour.”

“Perhaps that should be an indicator to you that this forest is more dangerous than you thought general. Given an hour we should have been closer to the satellite by now but with the constant large insect and plant attacks we’ve maybe traveled a half mile” the professor replied cutting some vines with his machete.

“Well.. we still don’t need that bubble titted blonde and her sidekick,” the general growled cutting some vines, “we’ll get there if I have to cut every tree down myself.”

* * *

Got Chic’s plump belly swelled making the teen heroine scream in agony. She was nearly 9 months along and some form of life was moving about in her pregnant belly making it slosh and shimmy.

“NGGH! Got knocked up... by a wasp!!... Can’t believe it!” Got Chic growled.

Suddenly the black avenger screamed. Her cunt lips parted and a geyser of greenish, thick fluid gushed out and onto the cave floor. Her hips began violently thrusting as she went into unnatural labor. Her huge belly sank down and expanded downward toward her vagina, making her perky twat swell with pressure.

She then screamed feeling a mass push her lips apart and her vagina wide open. A vein covered, white mass slowly extruded forward from her vagina like some slow moving slug. It wiggled and pulsated as it inched its way outward. Got Chic screamed, panted and slammed her hips as more and more of the gelatinous, grub like larva came out. The sensation was unholy, like an immense reverse fuck.

For nearly five minutes the young teen slammed and bucked her hips while the wasp grub made its way outward. Then, in one last climaxing surge, Got Chic clenched hard and forced the rest of the bug out of her.

“NGGHH! Too intense... can’t stay awake...” Got Chic stammered, devastated by the delivery. Her super body immediately began to regenerate and she slowly returned to her shapely self while she lay devastated and half unconscious.

“Got to get out of here before that wasp returns. No telling what it will do to me now,” Got Chic thought. She looked around and saw her Got emerald laying on the floor just out of reach near her hips. Stretching like a super athlete, the young girl swiveled her hips and landed on the emerald. Close contact was all she needed and her strength once more returned. With a mighty pull. she broke the wasp goo holding her limbs and was soon getting dressed.

“Now to take care of you, you little slug.” Got Chic used her spiked heel and stomped the grub she just gave birth to, to death. “Sorry, sugar but I’m not some slug’s momma.”

At that moment, she heard a buzzing sound and the wasp flew into the cave. “Oh boy. This thing looks pissed that I killed its offspring.”

The wasp swung down with its tail trying to sting Got Chic again but the heroine was now prepared and eluded the wasp’s attacks. Then, in an aggressive lunge, the teen jumped up, grabbed the wasp by the tail and swung it hard into the stone wall of the cave. The wasp exploded in a shower of bug goo and its carcass slumped to the floor of the cave, dead.

“There! Now to find Got Gal!” Got Chic declared flying off.

* * *

Got Gal moaned and her hips rolled upward in sexual agony. The shapely silk white mass in the web bore a distinct pregnant belly which pulsated and shook from the life swarming inside it. The spiders had weaved a long egg tube running from Got Gal’s hips and vagina, down between her legs and too a silk sack.

The buxom blonde screamed under her web gag and arched upward. Her belly convulsed and a gelatinous egg containing a young spiderling extruded from her vagina. Its slid down the tube and into the sack to join the others she had already birthed.

“That’s... that’s ten already... can’t keep this up... too many. They nailed me good... got to escape.” Got Gal thought in desperation. No sooner was she done than she arched up once more and began to birth another spiderling.

After what seemed like an eternity, Got Gal soared up one last time and the final egg oozed out of her vagina and down the tube. Her magnificent body began to rejuvenate, returning to its former, shapely self. But her relief was short lived as a spider once more began to climb on top of her and maneuver into position over her defenseless vagina.

Suddenly, a sexy, brown leg swept through the air and landed a hefty kick across the spider’s side sending it flying into a nearby tree trunk and bursting it like a water balloon. Got Chic zoomed past and planted another blow on another spider. Her punch sank into its body and broke the creature in half.

“Just in time!” Got Chic smiled landing over Got Gal and pulling her arm free of the web. “Now to get the rest of this...”

The third spider fired streams of webbing at the spunky teen making her rear back and wave her arms frantically trying to bat away the sticky substance. More and more streams shot out over the girl’s smooth brown body. Soon her upper chest was nearly encased in white webbing. Suddenly another stream fired from the side and wrapped around her plump, full thighs.

“The fourth spider! I completely forgot about it!” Got Gal gasped trying to reach her emerald which was suspended in the webbing.

Got Chic’s body turned more and more into a gyrating white silk cocoon. Then, like a felled tree, the white, shapely mass swayed and collapsed into the webbing.

“Almost have it...” Got Gal groaned stretching her fingers.

Then, a stream of webbing fired across her arm, pinning it back down to the web. “NO!” Got Gal cried. “I must save HGLMMM!”

A stream of webbing fired over her mouth and wrapped around her head, gagging her like before. Soon Got Gal’s super sex body was reduced to a gyrating mass in the web just like before. One of the spiders walked back on top of the helpless blonde and sank its abdomen between her full thighs. It pressed it egg tube into her vaginal lips then thrust forward. Got Gal screamed and surged in panic a she was once more penetrated and knew the horrid fate that awaited her.

Suddenly, the cocoon that was Got Chic began to swell. With a mighty burst, the webbing tore and Got Chic exploded from the wrappings. “Got to act fast!” The plucky teen grabbed Got Gal’s emerald and put it in the blonde’s hand just as the spider raping her was rearing back to ejaculate. With a mighty burst of renewed strength, Got Gal tore her legs free and double kicked the spider. Its tube came out of her with a sloppy pop sound followed by a stream of white goo and gelatinous eggs. The spider flew across the web and exploded against a tree trunk.

Got Chic let loose a flying round kick that snapped the neck of the final spider, just as it started to fire webbing at the two heroines. Moments later the two heroines were on the ground pulling webbing from their costumes and hair.

“Damn! That was close Got Gal! We both almost got boinked!” Got Chic said peeling off webbing.

“Yes child. This forest is filled with over grown insect and plant abominations. Your wasp and my spiders proved that. What’s worse is I think they were driven to reproduce. Its imperative we get to that satellite and disarm it before these creatures breed unchecked.” Got Gal replied putting her bra and emerald back on.

“Yeah that wasp wanted to keep nailing my sex ass. Good thing we both got away.” Got Chic added.

Both heroines leapt into the air and headed toward the soldiers.

* * *

“Well its about time!” General Hatfield yelled as both heroines landed. “Sorry general. We were both... ehem... tied up for a bit.” Got Gal smiled winking at a giggling Got Chic.

The general and his troops had made poor headway against the mutated plants and insects and had to send four soldiers back due to injuries.

“Got Gal, this is proving to be fruitless. The plants are getting bigger as we get closer and the insects are for ferocious,” the professor sighed.

“Well, Got Chic and I will fly ahead and see if we can clear the trail backward toward you and your men. Give us an hour or two,” the buxom blonde said flying off with her teen sidekick.

“Sure Got-slut. Take all the time you want. We ain’t got anything better to do anyway,” Hatfield snarled, disgusted at his failure to get to the satellite.

The buxom duo landed in a small clear about a mile from the troops. “We’ll start here and work are way back,” Got Gal said grabbing a large, gnarly bush and ripping it out of the ground. Got Chic joined in and both began tearing chunks of foliage away to make a trail.

Suddenly, a wave of vines fired out from the foliage and wrapped around Got Chic’s arms.

“HEY! What the?...”

More vines shot out and wrapped around the young teen, ensnaring her shapely form. Got Gal looked around and saw two more of the sack like plants they first encountered when they set out earlier except these four were larger than the last two.

Got Gal took off to attack one of the plants directly. A salvo of thicker vines lashed around her full figured thighs and legs and pulled her hard to the ground. The two heroine tore and ripped the vines trying to get free but the vines were nearly twice as thick as the first ones they encountered.

“Got Chic! Try and get free enough to... HMMBLM!” Vines wrapped around the heroine’s lush lips and gagged her tightly. Got Chic was gagged the same way. Soon both heroines stood writhing, wrapped in vines with their powers barely holding their own against the vine’s onslaught.

Both heroine’s then felt themselves being pulled backward toward the sack like plants. They dug in and fought, barley holding out against the pull. Then, Got Chic gasped as some smaller vines lashed around her top cleavage and her emerald and began to pull. Small arcs of ethereal energy began to short from the emerald as it was pulled slowly from its owner.

A wave of vines also wrapped around Got Gal’s bikini top and began pulling. Her emerald also began to spark and crackle as it was pulled farther from her. As the two heroine fought, two large vines with odd, triangular shaped flowers rose up toward their faces. The flowers were about the size of human hands and oozed a mysterious, pink, wispy gas. The rose up like cobras and aimed at the two heroine’s vine covered faces.

Suddenly, a blur of orange flame blasted through the brush and engulfed the pod plant holding Got Gal. Another shot ignited the plant holding Got Chic. The plants wailed and shrilled as they burned, flinging vines everywhere. Both heroines easily burst their wrappings and tore the vines free. General Hatfield then walked up and grinned.

“Looks like we don’t need your help after all Got Gal,” he laughed swatting the blonde on her full ass. “See my men went back for some flame throwers. We’ll be at the satellite in no time.”

Got Gal growled from the obnoxious slap and scowled. “Pig!” she thought trying not to sway anything out loud.

The entire group made their way to the satellite in less than an hour. Whirter did his thing and pulled the radioactive core from the satellite along with all the data. Soon they were packing up and getting ready to leave.

“Well, looks like we got everything,” Whirter said. “Since the core is in this lead case the radiation has stopped. The plants and insects should return to normal in a few days. Then we can send in a retrieval team for the satellite.”

“Well, thank goodness for good old fashioned American ingenuity,” Hatfield laughed, proud of his decision to get the flame throwers. “Too bad you two weren’t much help.”

“What!? Not much help! Why you!” Got Chic started to say. Got Gal merely lifted her hand and smiled.

“Remember little one. A heroine’s reward is the deed, not the tribute,” Got Gal smiled.

“Well I know you helped us Got Gal. If it weren’t for you those plants would have killed us and we never would have made it,” Whirter said shaking the heroine’s hand.

“Thank you professor,” Got Gal said with a smile watching the professor leave through the bush with the rest of the troops and Hatfield.

“So, how about a nice pizza and some movies,” Got Gal smiled putting her arms around Got Chic.

“Why sure Got.... HMMMBLM!”

Suddenly, a group of fat tendrils wrapped around Got Chic’s mouth, gagging the teen.

Before Got Gal could act, a wave wrapped around her arms and mouth, binding and gagging her as well. From all directions, wave after wave of vines fired out from the brush. These vines were even thicker than the ones before and even the heroine’s super strength couldn’t tear them. The two heroine soon found themselves once more engulfed and pulling hard against the vines. Got Gal looked about and saw five more pod plants behind her, all bigger than the last two, all pulling the two heroines toward them.

Vines lashed around their costumes and anything else they could anchor to, trying to pull the frantic full figured amazons. Got Chic’s top was intertwined with vines pulling in every direction. Her emerald began to spark and arc as it was pulled farther from her. Then, in a shower of magical sparks, the emerald popped loose as her top was ripped open. Her full, brown breasts exploded outward and sloshed on her chest.

At the same time Got Gal’s bra was being deluged with vines. Yanking like mad, they pulled her emerald farther away. Then her top ripped open and her massive 44 DD breasts rolled out like two slabs of jello on her chest. Her emerald flipped away into the brush followed by a trail of discharging sparks.

Now de-powered, the two heroines were yanked off the ground like hooked fish and flung back toward the five large pod plants. The plants continued to assault the now panicked heroine, pulling and removing every article of clothes. Boots, gloves, panties, suits, everything was pulled off. Even ear rings, belly rings and all their jewelry was pulled off them. Vines grabbed onto their masks and began to pull. In a quick yank, the two heroines were even unmasked, removing the last piece of clothing they had.

“Dear lord! Stripped us down and unmasked us! We’ve got to get away!” Got Gal thought in horror.

But the plants had other ideas. Smooth, fat vines ran up between each heroine’s thighs and began rubbing their pert mounds sending the two shapely women into a sexual tizzy. As they both lay gyrating and panting from the forced stimulation, familiar suction cup like flowers rose up in front of each heroine’s chest. Two cups watched Got chic’s sloshing breasts with patients. They then moved in and scooped each swinging breast up and formed around the glands, lining the nipples up with the base of each flower. Inside each flower, a curling orifice sucked in each nipple and began to rhythmically massage them.

Got Chic brown tits sloshed and mashed while the plants rhythmically sucked and relaxed. More vines coiled around her breasts and began to squeeze and release in unison with the flowers. Got Chic screamed and groaned from her breasts being mauled and her vagina being rubbed so intensely.

Got Gal’s enormous 44 DDs were corralled and coiled by vines as well. Two flowers over her massive tits took aim then sucked down on her glands, drawing each nipple into each flower. Her tits were much bigger and the flowers could only engulf a quarter of each mammary.

For several minutes both heroine’s breasts were frantically mauled by the flowers and vines. In a rhythmic pumping motion similar to someone stroking a penis, the four tits her pulled out and pressed in, all the while the heroine’s were being masturbated by the vines between their legs.

Then both heroine began to thrash in panic. They screamed and surged upward, held down by a multitude of vines. They screamed in their vine gags and let loose a horrific cry of sexual release. At that moment, Got Chic’s nipples erupted with an audible squirting sound. The flowers over her nipples went wild sucking at her gushing breasts.

Got Gal screamed and arched back. Her massive tits swelled and her larger nipples exploded with milk. The flowers cupping her tits held firm and sucked like crazy. Milk sprayed and dribbled out around the flowers and over her huge tits.

Both heroines were frantic. The plants continued to rub their vaginas, driving them mad with sexual arousal. Each would try and get up only to be rubbed to a frenzy, brought over the edge and climaxed into defeat. Over and over each heroine rose and fell to a climax, each one growing more desperate with each forced climax. The vines were relentless. They rhythmically squeezed their breasts like someone forcing toothpaste to the end of the tube. More and more milk was forcibly sucked from each heroine. Each climax forced another gush of fluids from the desperate buxom duo.

After nearly a half hour, Got Chic’s huge tits began to noticeably sag. The vines strained and pulled her tits, elongating them like rubber. The flowers continued their relentless draining, sucking her breasts and making them deflate like balloons losing their air. Got Gal’s much larger breasts were also slowly loosing their voluptuous shape, growing flabbier and softer with each passing moment.

Another flower rose up over Got Chic’s wiggling hips. Her vines shifted about and pulled her legs apart to reveal her perky mound and tight lips. Vines continued to rub her slit and pea sized clit while the ominous flower loomed over her. It opened and a foot long bloated tube erupted from its base glistening with slime and lubricant. It hovered like a cobra ready to pounce. Then seeing its chance, it calmly and forcefully lowered down and pressed the white, bloated tube into Got Chic’s vagina. Got Chic arched upward and screamed under her vine gag as her plump lips were parted and the over sized tube sank into her.

For several moments the tube slammed, jerked and twisted trying to drive itself deeper. After nearly a minute of mindless rape, it sank all the way in and the flower cupped down over her mound. Smaller tendrils inside the flower wrapped around her clit and viciously massaged the heroine’s g-spot making her scream and thrash in unwanted sexual torture.

The plant began making loud, squishing sounds as swells migrated up the plant tendril and disappeared into the spunky ebony heroine. Swell after swell, Got Chic was nailed by plant pug. Sadly, nearly a have dozen more flowers loomed over her hips, all extending a proboscis and all eager for their turn.

Got Gal’s wide hips rose up and her ass cheeks shimmied while her firm thighs were held tightly together. A similar flower eyed the pear shaped lips between her legs and moved into place, extending its tube. Like a fist, it fired into the buxom blonde’s ripe mound sending her arching up in pain and erotic terror. The vines doubled up on the larger, full figured woman in holding her in place while the plant forced its member ever deeper. Soon the flower sank all the way in to the hilt and cupped over her mound. Its tendrils also set to work sexually stimulating its super sexy prey. Then swells of cum traveled up the tube and shot into Got Gal accompanied by loud squishy discharges.

For several minutes the tubes pumped and pumped deep into each heroine. Little did the two know that the cum was also a hormone bath. Their body’s wracked with waves of unusual hormones shooting through them. Got Chic could feel something was wrong as a wave of sexually intense hormones blasted through her. She screamed then arched up in a horrendously powerful climax. Her body was tricked into ovulating and her egg was decimated by her plant cum filled womb. Her pelvis glowed blue as life formed inside her uterus. The plant tube pulled out followed by a trail of thick, white syrup like semen and Got Chic collapsed in sexual defeat. Her pelvis glowed bright then faded down as she was brutally and mercilessly impregnated.

Now it was time for the larger female specimen. Got Gal seemed to be holding out against the hormone barrage but the plants wouldn’t tolerate any defiance. Another plant loomed up behind her shapely ass and pushed itself into her vagina right under the first tube. Got Gal screamed in sheer panic feeling herself being double tube fucked. The plant let her have it good. Both tubes pumped loads of semen into her. She went wild feeling herself slip. Then she too arched back and screamed in climatic rage. Her body shuddered and spasmed in a horrific climax. Her pelvis exploded in a glowing blue light. Got Gal swooned up then collapsed like a felled deer. The two tubes exited with a sloppy pop sound and her vagina erupted with a river of smooth semen. Her pelvis glowed then faded and the great Got Gal lay sexually beaten and fully impregnated.

Got Chic’s brown tits were stretched out longer and longer as more suction drew every last ounce of milk from her. Vines coiled around each mammary and compressed the gland trying to force out every drop. Soon, her completely deflated breasts were dropped to her chest, spent of their super milk. Her once envied and voluptuous breasts now lay elongated, flattened and vein covered like two deflated fleshy sacks.

Got Gal’s tits sloshed and splashed about as her breast onslaught continued. Full of milk, the suction cups disconnected from her tits only to be followed by two more fresh and hungry cups. Wave after wave assaulted her plump mammaries, relentlessly sucking them dry with each attack. Finally, Got Gal magnificent breasts slapped down on her chest completely drained of all their milk. Vein covered, nipples strewn to nearly three inches, bruise covered and depleted, her tits were now nothing more than sucked out slabs of jello.

But the plants wouldn’t stop. Tentacles slammed into their rapped vaginas, flowers mashed and sucked their now deflated tits. Feverish to reproduce, plant after plant had their way with the two voluptuous heroines forcing the two into climax after mind ripping climax. In one last desperate attempt to escape, Got Gal managed to get to her knees only to be forcibly climaxed and collapse back into the thrashing pile of slimy tentacles.

* * *

Two hours had passed. Got Chic arched up and screamed as her pregnant belly sloshed with life inside. Got Gal moaned and soared upward as her belly also surged with life. The masses forced their way downward making each heroine’s vagina swell. They both screamed feeling a geyser of fluid gush from their lips, then their vaginas parted and a greenish, vein covered mass began to push its way out. The sensation drove them mad and the two heroines slammed about like fresh caught fish out of water while they slowly gave birth. The plants were not going to tolerate any defiance and relentless held the two heroines at bay, rubbing, groping and climaxing them as the larvae inside them forced its way out.

Finally, with an explosion of animalistic screams, the two plant larvae exited each vagina and flopped to the ground in a puddle of white goo. Both heroines lay moaning and cooing, slowly sliding their legs from the intense delivery. They started to get up and pulled at the vines. They’re arms were still bound behind them and their chests were coiled with vines. Only their partially regenerated breasts stuck out between the tentacles around their chests.

Suddenly, with barbarity, more tentacles lashed out around the two heroines’ legs causing them to falter then collapse back into the swarm of vines. More flowers fired down on their tits, engulfing the huge glands and once more sucked like mad.

“NO! Not again!” Got Gal thought in terror seeing another impregnator tentacle head toward her vagina. “We’ve got to es...NNGHHH!”

Got Gal lunged up feeling the fat tube penetrate her yet again. Her and Got Chic both went into a tirade being raped once more by the plants. Sadly the sensation mixed with the gallons of hormone laced plant semen covering their bodies was far more pleasurable than neither could bare. Each soared up and climaxed only to have their tube explode and nail them hard with another pregnancy. They both dropped to the ground, devastated by the insemination.

Moaning and exhausted, Got Gal thought she would at least get a bit of rest. Another tube pressed into her vagina and sank deep into her.

“UGGH! Not another one!”

It pumped and raped her then exploded deep into her womb. Her pelvis glowed again being seeded once more and the large blonde let out a loud, animalistic scream of defeat.

* * *

Hours and hours passed. Night turned to day and back to night. Two shapely female forms writhed in a sea of tentacles. One set of hips would lunge upward forcibly giving birth to a larvae only to be penetrated and raped again and put back in its place with a forceful seeding. Belly after belly glowed from impregnation after impregnation. Their super bodies regenerated only to be milked dry and knocked up over and over.

Got Chic’s will power soon snapped. The ebony teen simply lay docile and submissive being relentlessly raped and climaxed. The plants had discovered that the larger blonde specimen could carry two, sometimes three larvae plus the female’s breasts were a much wealthier source of milk. In one final bout of will power, Got Gal tried desperately to escape only to have one, then two then three tubes penetrate her simultaneously. The triple fucking was too much and the great Got Gal collapsed, her will destroyed and her belly full of the plants’ seeds.

Both heroines were utterly defeated and broken. Now they lay, nothing more than breeding machines for the mutated plants.

* * *

“NGGGH! So sore... can’t move,” Got Chic stammered clutching her semen soaked head. She woozily got up only to slide back down into the massive puddle of slim she was laying in.

“Are... are you ok... Got Chic..?” Got Gal moaned softly.

It took nearly an hour before both heroines got enough strength to get up and walk away. The plants appeared to be decaying and were dissolving into a river of green ooze that soaked away into the ground. Around them, they saw the nearly two dozen of so larvae they had birthed turning to mush.

“Wha... what happened Got-Gal... thought we were goners,” Got Chic groaned clenching her teeth and holding her bruised, swollen belly.

“It appears the... the radiation... wore off... plants couldn’t live without the radiation,” Got Gal replied groggily. Both heroines stared in dull shock at their stretched, bruised and vein covered tits and sagging bellies. Both women were covered in stretch marks, bruises and cum.

“We were defeated... too much... only thing that saved us was the radiation running out,” Got Gal stammered.

After another few hours the two heroines found their gems and flew off toward home.

* * *

Two weeks had passed since Got Gal’s and Got Chic’s devastating defeat. Anita walked into Tanya’s office and sank down in a chair. “Wow! We got nailed real good,” Anita sighed still shaken and psychologically devastated.

“Yes little one. We were careless and got what we deserved,” Tanya replied taking a deep breath remembering the incident. Both heroines had healed up but were slightly more bustier from the constant milking they received.

“Well the good news is all the mutants have decayed and died and the professor says that if it wasn’t for Got Gal and Got Chic the situation would have been far worse,” Got Gal said reading her email to Got Chic.

“That’s great!” Got Chic said in her usual perky tone. “let’s get lunch!”

“Ok, “ said Tanya, “ but lets skip the salad.”

Both heroine broke out laughing as the headed out to eat.