All heroines, villains, and
Delta City are the creations of Mr. X’s.
Mr. Klimstit and his Inner Circle are my own creation.
If Bondage, Forced Lactation,
and other sexual behavior are offensive to you, do not read any further. Also, this is a Holiday story, and being
such, I break some of my normal rules about characters in my stories.
Any feedback may be sent to
mrklimstit@lycos.com
Everyone Gets What They Want
December; the last month of the year. Since the time of the Romans, it gained its
name from the fact that it was the tenth month of the year, as well as the last
month of the year. It is also the time
of miracles. Many noted miracles
apparently happen at this time, from the Miracle of Lights according to Jewish
beliefs, and the celebration of the Birth of Christ in all Christian religions.
As time progressed, the miracles did not cease. As recently as World War II, foes have laid
down their arms, and had a peaceful Christmas dinner, and then allow their foes
to go back to their own troops. Even
today, things get peaceful in families, communities, and even cities.
Delta City is one such city. The city was like any other place in the
world as the miracle season blanketed it.
While one might expect a rise in crime as people tried to procure gifts
during the gift giving season, it was actually the opposite. In fact, even the criminal element thought it
was low to steal during this time of year.
Still, crime was never known to truly sleep. There was always some sort of Holiday menace
happening. It was why all the heroines
of Delta City, both native, and visiting, were on patrol. In the past, the perversion of the Holiday
figure, Psycho Santa, had struck at this time.
There was also sightings of Gremlins that only came out at this time.
This night, however, was peacefully quiet. It was so quiet that the major heroines
decided to let the junior league continue the patrol. This meant the collective group known as Teen
Squad was on patrol. They were the
junior league, and no doubt they would use the opportunity to prove
themselves. In the same regard, while
the senior heroines would take a night off, it was the junior squad that was
stuck with missing out on Holiday fun.
There was a reason, however, why the patrol was long and
boring for all the heroines this season.
Almost every villain that operated, or visited, Delta City were meeting
at a nondescript building. It was an
invitation only event, and all had arrived there as discretely as
possible. Each one brought as much cash
as they could get their hands on, and that was because of the promise of an one
of a kind auction.
As the group of villains all entered the largest room of
the building, all the major heroines were returning to their homes. Ms. Americana had returned to her home at
Wade Manor, but had yet to get out of her costume. The same could be said about Green Specter,
GOT-Gal, Omega Woman, Champion Girl, and several other buxom heroines. They all returned to their individual homes,
or where they were staying while in Delta City.
Normally, this would put any one of them at ease. They would get out of their costumes,
possibly at their leisure, and prepare to relax for the night. This time, they didn‘t do that. Each one of them found something odd in their
dwellings, and while the item itself wasn't menacing in appearance, the fact that
it was there was unsettling.
The item was a gift box, and it was a big one. In height, the box came up to her waist, and
the tag on it read 'For Ms. Americana'.
It was even wrapped in paper that reflected her costume. While a gift was usually a welcome sight, the
fact that it was in the home of Brenda Wade bothered the heroine.
This was the same at the homes of various other
heroines. At the home of Axanna Morgan,
Green Specter had arrived to find a package wrapped in green wrapping paper,
with her insignia on it. It almost
looked out of place next to the menorah.
Likewise, in the dwelling of Amanda Greer, there was a similar present
decked out in wrapping paper reflecting the costume of Lady Midnight, right
near the Kwanza kinara. Even in the dwellings
of all the agents of B.A.B.E., a similar box could be found. It was one of the few times that Holiday
gifts were unsettling.
There was a good reason all the gift were unsettling, and
the heroines did not know this fact.
Each gift had in it certain machinery, and if the heroines were aware of
it, they would know that they were being watched that moment. Various screens in the building where all the
villains had arrived at were displaying the images of the heroines. Lucky for them, it fed the images a
nondescript background. It was that
image that made all the villains in the room start to salivate in anticipation.
They stopped staring when a door closed very loudly. They had all turned to look at the door, and
noticed two individuals walking in. The
first, and more eye catching, was a buxom redhead in a business suit. The blouse was unbuttoned to show a generous
amount of cleavage, drawing attention to her Aphrodite worthy breasts. The second individual, however, was a
Caucasian man in a business suit. He
also radiated an aura that said he was in charge of what ever was going on.
After a moment, the figure spoke, and those gathered knew
what was about to happen. It was the
reason they were there in the first place.
"Gentleman. I am glad you
all accepted the invitations you all received.
I want to welcome you all to the Aphrodite auction. I am your host, Mr. Klimstit, and tonight I
give you all the chance to bid on the opportunity of a life time. You all get a chance to deliver a blow to ego
of those big breasted heroines that plague our group every moment. I'm sure every one of you have been dealt a
blow by these beauties." Mr.
Klimstit pointed to the one monitor displaying Ms. Americana at that moment, to
illustrate his point.
One particular man, who looked badly scarred, and dressed
in an outfit not seen since World War II, got up and address Mr. Klimstit with
an exaggerated German accent. “Are you
planning on giving us that inferior bitch for our own use? If so, they don‘t even look restrained?”. This comment caused a murmur of agreement to
echo through the room.
To the surprise of most of the villains there, Mr
Klimstit smiled at them. “True
enough. Let us make them more
presentable then.” He then nodded to the
redhead with him, and she pulled out a tablet.
She opened up a specially made app, and pressed the restrain
button. In that instant, on all the
monitors, every heroine gasped in surprise as specialized cables shot out of
the gifts. It was such a surprise to most
of them that they didn‘t even put up a fight.
Those that did, however, were quickly subdued. In one image, Green Specter was seen being
quickly bound, almost knocking down the menorah in the process. On another screen, the Brazilian beauty known
as Hexanna tried to cast a spell, but the cables had managed to yank her staff
out of her hand. Similar scenes played
out on all the other monitors, which caused all the villains to smile and shout
out in glee.
The signal that had gone out did not go unnoticed. Not to far from the building was the group
collectively known as Teen Squad. They
were made up of Flag Girl, GOT-Chic, and Specter Girl, all of whom were known
sidekicks, and three solo heroines, Azure Angel, Amazing Babe, and Shield. The last three were all college age, and did
what they could to prove themselves to be part of the upper echelon of the
heroines in Delta City. They were also
joined by Wild Girl, since both she and Jungle Babe were in Delta City around
the holiday.
While Amazing Babe was the only known Type Three
Aphrodite in the group, the de facto leader of the group was Flag Girl, since
she was the sidekick of Ms. Americana.
It was for that reason alone that the group turned to her as leader. After a friend of Shield told her about some
weird signals coming from the apparently abandoned building, Flag Girl had
decided to take them all to check it out, especially at the one time of year
that the senior heroines seem to let them have a shot at proving themselves. Of course, the odd thing about that seemed to
be that the only foes about were usually Psycho Santa, or the Christmas
Gremlins. Those encounters never seemed
to end favorably, and at least some of their numbers needed a rescue afterwards.
Now, the group was overlooking the building, noticing a
lack of activity outside, but Specter Girl had noticed certain vehicles in the
local area. She was just reporting this
at the moment. “I saw a few vehicles not
to far from here. I‘m certain a few
belong to some of the pimps in Sugar Town.
Something big must be going down here, maybe one of their trading
sessions.”
This caused all the heroines to have a look of disgust
cross their faces. While none wanted to
admit it, some of them had been a part of those sessions, at least before they
were rescued. It would be a real feather
in their caps if they were able to bust up one of those meetings, and put a few
pimps and criminals behind bars. Even
Amazing Babe remarked about two particular perps she had encountered in her
past. “I hope a certain duo of thugs are
there. I have a score to settle with
them.” All of the women nodded in
agreement, and as one, made their way towards the building.
Their actions did not go unnoticed, since Mr. Klimstit
was running this event. His own group of
associates, a group of women dubbed his Inner Circle, were also keeping an eye
on things. It had been them who had
noticed the approach of the heroines.
This did not overly worry them, since this was even taken into
account. The brunette, whose name was
Sasha, started pushing some buttons on the control panel and said, "Looks
like the boss was right. The Teen Squad
were out on patrol, and noticed things.
I'm preparing the room they will encounter, making sure the auction
continues uninterrupted." She then
looked over at the redhead, and said, "Scarlett, you may want to inform
him of this."
The redhead had just gotten up out of her seat, while
adjusting the new outfit she had donned while everything was starting. It still gave off a sense of business, and
professionalism, but it was also sexy and holiday themed. She looked over at the brunette, and just
said, "I know, Sasha. Trust me, Mr.
Klimstit is ready for this. In fact, he
had taken their arrival into consideration for his master plan. Just make sure they don't enter the main
hall. If that happens, we may just have
to endure a punishment." The idea
made each girl shiver, and reflexively cover their breasts. The redhead then shook that notion off, and
headed back out to the hall, hoping that the looking at the goods part was
over.
In fact, it was over, and Mr. Klimstit was enjoying what
was happening now. The real auction was
about to begin. He had gone over all the
ladies that would be up for bid. When
each one was talked about, the mechanical traps ripped off the heroines' tops,
exposing their ample orbs. He then
turned to all the men assembled and said, "Now that we have their orbs
out, let's go over the rules of the auction.
When I say it begins, you will all place bids on the various
ladies. While you bid, each of the
ladies will be having those wonder orbs milked, as well as their crotches
vibed. Once their orbs are milked, and
they have climaxed over it, the bidding will stop, and the highest bid gets a
chance to gloat over the fallen heroine, via a very special room." At that point, all the milking machines were
activated, and the bidding began.
Around the city, as the bidding happened, the major
heroines in Delta City's pantheon of heroines struggled to no avail. In her apartment, Lady Midnight could only
try to shake the milking cones off of her as they sucked on her breasts. It was a half hearted try as the vibrator
pressed against her crotch was enough to make her not focus fully on that,
since she didn't want to enjoy her predicament.
At the sports center, where almost everyone had left
after watching the featured bout, Wolf Woman was motionless as two milking
cones drained her bountiful melons. Her
eyes were half rolled as she tried not to think about the building pleasure she
was feeling. Another part of her hoped
that no one would think to check her dressing room out, since she could feel
her breasts yielding their milk, and her breasts losing their firmness.
In another part of the city, however, one heroine was yielding
faster than she wanted to. Champion Girl
struggled in her restraints, but to no avail.
What was worse was that her majestic mams were losing their milk and
firmness very quickly. Combined that
with the fact that it was night time, when her powers were weakest, meant the
heroine was losing the battle very quickly.
In fact, her climax was the first to happen, and had it not been for the
diabolical gift box, she would have collapsed to her knees.
The scene caused a loud cheer to come from the assembled
villains. It was a cheer that could be
heard through the building. It was even
heard in the deserted entry hall that was just being entered by Teen Squad. It was a sound that made them pause, since
with what seemed to be an empty building, sound could bounce around. After a moment, Wild Girl looked at the
others and said, "I don't think that was a good sound. What would make a bunch of villains cheer
like that."
All the girls looked from one to the other before Amazing
Babe answered. "I'm thinking they
must have someone captive that they just managed to break. Maybe one of the senior ranks of the
heroines." The answer caused a very
troublesome thought to go through Wild Girl's mind. What if it was her sister, Jungle Babe. Away from the wild, their own powers became
almost nothing.
She also noticed a look of concern on the faces of Flag
Girl, GOT-Chic, and Specter Girl. All
three were sidekicks to a major heroine.
Eventually, it was Shield who broke the silence. The redhead, whom in the past, Wild Girl
remember had been brunette, said, "Then we better find them, and
quick. Judging by the volume of those
cheers, we may not be able to handle them all." It was another troubling thought that went
through her head, as well as the heads of the others.
All the heroines put that thought aside, and made a
beeline for the source of the sound.
Their path, however, took them to a large room. In that room, they saw no other exit except
the one they had entered the room from, a sign, and a bunch of boxes. In fact, they weren‘t ordinary boxes, but
gift boxes. Almost all of Teen Squad
looked at the room with a growing sense of caution. The only one of them not glancing at the
boxes was Flag Girl, who was reading the sign.
“It‘s a message to the assembled villains. Apparently, the way to access where they are
assembled is to open these boxes, and push a button inside them.”
The assembled girls looked at the boxes, and again, they
felt uneasy. Specter Girl looked at one
that was green in color, and even had her insignia on it. In fact, as she looked around, all the boxes
had insignias on them, matching the various Teen Squad members. As she looked on at the box that was for her,
she said, "I don't know. This feels
like a trap. Besides, I'm Jewish. I don't get …”
The last word was drowned out by the sound of surprised
gasps. All of the members of Teen Squad
had been attacked by cables coming from the boxes. The cables had quickly lashed out and
ensnared their arms and legs. In
addition to that, more cables lashed out, and exposed their breasts. They had walked into a trap, and the only one
who seemed to have remained farthest from the traps had been Azure Angel, the
one of the group who always ended up caught in traps.
The activation of the traps sent a signal to Scarlett who
had just entered the main hall where the auction was taking place. As the redhead approached, ready to inform
Mr. Klimstit of the current development, he was taking with the winner of the
first heroine, Doctor Armageddon. Mr.
Klimstit calmly shook hands with the villain, and was showing the man to a
door. "I hope you enjoy this. The set up in there is set to interact with
her where ever she is. It will be the
ultimate sexual high."
After he said that, the villain looked through the door,
and started undoing his pants. "You
don't know the half of it. That bitch,
and her solar powers, wrecked my lab."
Mr Klimstit watched as he was about to enter the room, but then the
villain stopped and asked a key question.
"Will I be able to knock that bitch up?" Mr. Klimstit understood what the man was
asking, and a portion of him was not thrilled that it was asked. Still, he had figured that some of the
villains would want to do that.
He escorted Doctor Armageddon into the room, and motioned
to the device in the room. "There
is a slight chance. Just put your member
in the Sexflesh attachment. Anything you
do there, the mechanical dildo in the present will do. If you shoot a load, it will be scanned here,
and the load will be manufactured there."
It was a partial lie, but judging by the smile he received, the lie was
believed.
Once the door was closed, Mr. Klimstit looked at Scarlett
as she approached. She had altered her
outfit a bit, showing a good deal of cleavage.
The change actually had a dual meaning.
While she remained professional, the display meant she would take over
the auction. That meant they had
'unexpected' guests. At least the group
that was bidding would not be expecting others, but he had been expecting
them. He looked for a moment at the
various screens, and then said, "Take over. Looks like Drek just won some time with Green
Specter, and Ringleader just won time with Hexanna."
He saw Scarlett nod, and then saw her look over the
assembled mass. "Anything else I
should make sure of?" He knew what
she was asking. When the plans for
tonight had been made, she had some reservation about when she took over. He figured some of the assembled would
attempt to try something, but there would be a hefty fine for that.
He looked at her, and quietly said, "Make sure to
send the signal when the last one has climaxed.
Also, make sure you get in touch with the one who delivered our special
boxes. He'll want his promised
share." He then looked at all his
guests, and said, "Gentlemen, I must attend to something. While I am gone, my associate, Scarlett, will
be in charge. Step out of line with her,
and you forfit all bids, pay a fine of half of what you brought with, and will
be kicked out of here." He then added
in an ominous tone, "And believe me, all my associates know what to use to
make sure you have no recollection of the past week." He then departed, leaving Scarlett in charge.
While that was happening, Champion Girl panted from the
climax the vibrating wand had caused.
She felt humiliated, being made to climax as her breasts were milked
dry. What was worse was the fact that
she was still restrained. The vibrator
had pulled away, but it still remained nearby.
She wondered what was going to happen now. Would her captor reveal themselves? Given that the trap looked like a Christmas
present, she had a feeling it was the perverted fiend known as Psycho Santa.
A sudden movement caught her attention, as what looked
like a small screen came out of the present.
The vibrator also started to change.
It appeared to change shape, and to her horror, it took on the
appearance of an erect cock, with huge balls.
Also two mechanical hands came out of the box, and ripped off the lower
part of the costume. She now had a very
good idea what was going to happen. She
then gasped as a face from her past appeared on the screen. She tried to sound brave, though, as she
addressed the man. "Doctor
Armageddon. So you are behind
this."
To her surprise, he laughed, and she was certain there
was something in it that was mocking her.
Was she wrong about him being behind this? He then spoke, and his words chilled her. "Part of me wishes that were the
case, but I can't argue with this opportunity.
Let's just say I won the right to tame you; a fitting payback for how
you ruined my plans long ago."
She wanted to ask what he meant, at least about winning the right, but
she couldn't. It was at that moment that
the cock plunged right into her unprotected woman hood, and started thrusting
in and out, vibrating the whole time.
That little scene also started playing out with the other
heroines that had been captured by the odd presents. For some, it meant being dominated by
villains they had never faced before, while others were dominated by familiar
foes. What was worse was that the foes
also saw what they were doing, and that the drained breasts seemed to flop
about.
The only heroines, however, not facing that fate, were
Teen Squad. The milkings they were
enduring were going slower. This,
however, allowed them to get focused on two new things The first was a huge phallic dildo like
object rising out, and seemed to be pointing at their faces. The second was a door opening just enough to
allow a sole person to enter. It was
Amazing Babe who gasped, part in pleasure, and part in shock, since she
recognized the figure. “Good grief! You’re Mr. Klimstit. What are you doing here?” She did not make the connection, at least not
at first.
This didn’t help the members of Teen Squad, as at that
moment, the suction of the cones all picked up.
It was at that second that Shield managed to reach the correct
conclusion. “He’s the one in charge of
this. He’s the mastermind.” For her statement, she gasped, and then
started a low moan. She had forgotten
about the vibrator, and it had suddenly increased in vibration, making it a
confirmation of her statement.
To add to the shock of Teen Squad, Mr. Klimstit didn't
even both to deny it. He just nodded and
said, "Correct on both counts. I am
the one in charge here, and I did mastermind all this; but you ladies don't
realize how much I am manipulating things." He then pushed a button on the wall, and a
screen came to life, showing the current roster. A few images showed some of the heroines
being milked, while others were obviously being raped.
After a few moments, Wild Girl gasped, both in
astonishment and pleasure, as she realized where the image of Jungle Babe was
coming from. “By the Goddess, that‘s
were Jungle Babe and I are staying. How
did you find out about that place?” She
tried to give Mr. Klimstit a venomous look, but with the pleasure she was
experiencing, it wasn‘t working. Part of
her knew it as well, but she still tried.
Flag Girl took that information in, especially when Mr.
Klimstit responded to the question. “Yes. The person who delivered those packages
managed to learn that tidbit. He really
gets into his role.” She was then hit
with a sickening feeling, especially as those words registered with her. A person getting into their role, at this
time of year meant he had help from Psycho Santa; and if Psycho Santa knew were
to deliver the items, then that meant only one thing.
She tries to shout, but she had to control herself when a
climax threatened to happen. “You mean
you know all their identities?” She bit
her lip, as that climax threatened to make her give in, and most likely pass
out. She had avoided climaxing for a
while, and no doubt it would be so powerful she would pass out.
To her surprise, he responded in a way that didn‘t sound
right to her. “Oh, I don‘t know that
info, even though he offered to give it to me.
It is information that I don‘t consider should be discovered, or
exploited. I know all those criminals in
there would love that info, but it‘s not for sale.” She then saw a wry smile cross his face. “Let‘s just say I don‘t like losing potential
donors. Of course, I doubt any of you
will remember that fact.”
In that moment, several people got release. The last few heroine being milked and bid on
climaxed as their drained breasts were released. With that action, the ones who won the right
were already whipping out their raging hard-ons. One of those men, however, foolishly goosed
Scarlett, and the result was a quick loss of their claim, and money bid, as the
honor of doing Lady Victory went to the mysterious Trapster.
Also, several of the winners of bids, including Doctor
Armageddon and Professor Pervo, orgasmed at that moment, shooting their
respective loads into the devices their erections were in. Those respective loads sent a signal to the
mechanized dildos inserted into the heroines’ womanhood. This was a fact that went unknown to the
villains, however, since as they shot their loads, they went unconscious, due
to a drug that coated the sheath their manhood was in.
Fortunately for most of those heroines, they didn’t
climax and it meant that all they got was the concoction that had nothing in
it. Unfortunately, Sara Kraft climaxed
at the same time as the one who won the bid on her. This resulted in a mixture made from an
altered fraction of her milk. Unknown to
the helpless heroine figure, she was being shot full of a highly potent load,
one that might not be prevented.
In the room that held Teen Squad, many of the members
also climaxed. It was an intense moment
for Flag Girl, Specter Girl, Shield and Wild Girl. Their drained breasts were released, sagging
down to their waists. This was coupled
by the phallic looking device in front of their faces unloading a glowing goo
all over their faces. At that moment, a
blank look came over their faces.
At that moment, Azure Angel looked at Mr. Klimstit and
asked, “What have you done to them, prepared them for slavery?” It was a fate she faced many times, until she
was rescued by one heroine or another.
It wasn’t anything she was overly scared of, but it might be hard to
escape from it this time, with the person they would be sold into slavery to in
the next room.
For some reason, she was surprised when he said, “Oh hell
no. It is the holiday season, and
everyone here will be getting what they want.”
For some reason, that worried her.
If all the villains in this place wanted to best, dominate, enslave, and
even kill the heroines; there could be no other thing that could happen to
them.
As that though crossed Azure Angel‘s mind, Amazing Babe
moaned as a climax rocked her body. This
coincided with GOT-Chic also climaxing.
Mr. Klimstit watched this, as both heroines breasts were released by the
milking cones, leaving them sagging to their waists. Both the moans were also cut short as the
fake cocks fired thick glowing loads into the heroines mouth.
In the main room, the last of the villains were shooting
their loads, as those who didn’t all cheered on, those who had placed bets
collecting from those who lost. They
were all unaware of something in the air, something that Scarlett had been made
immune to. As some of those celebrating
started to pass out, appearing to have had too much to drink, Scarlett sent a message to Mr.
Klimstit, saying the guests were ready for the next phase.
When Mr. Klimstit saw that message, he looked at Azure
Angel and smiled. “Well, it looks like
all the others are ready. You are the
only hold out. I do, however, have
something to help with that.” He then
held out a hand, palm up, as if he was waiting for something to drop into
it. “Since you seem to have the
strongest resistance to climaxing, for some reason, it might be best to knock
you out.”
At that moment, a small orb started to fall from the
ceiling. As it fell, Azure was certain a
very potent knock out gas was in it. If
it hit the floor, they would be both knocked out. She had a feeling that wouldn’t happen, but
she was certain he wouldn’t catch it. It
was almost as if he was deliberately short of where it would fall. That was unlikely, but she had to intercept
it. It would be their only way to
escape.
She managed to free her one hand, and reach forward. That action was enough to allow her to catch
the orb. She looked over at Mr.
Klimstit, who appeared shocked. He
obviously hadn’t expected that. This was
the opportunity she needed. She smirked
and said, “I think it’s time you and your clients took that nap.” She then hurled the orb at Mr. Klimstit, just
as her momentary enjoyment caused her to give in to the building climax. She saw him duck into the hall, with the orb
following him, but that was all when the cock in front of her let lose its
load. In that moment, everything went
fuzzy and dark.
What Azure Angel was unaware of was the fact that she had
done exactly what Mr. Klimstit had wanted.
When she threw the orb, all she had done was activated a smoke
screen. It filled the area, but the
villains were so out of it that none reacted.
All of them were helpless, like the heroines all over the city. Azure Angel was released at the same time,
and all of Teen Squad were on the floor, out of it.
The only figures still moving were Mr. Klimstit,
Scarlett, and the other members of his Inner Circle. They wasted no time in setting things
up. Each of the villains were restrained
in some way, and they managed to make sure Teen Squad were free of their traps,
and all traces had been removed. This
final move was all part of the plan, since none of the items would be left to
be discovered.
Once that was done, signals were sent to the other
presents, and they released their prey.
The milk collected was sent out in separate containers, two to be
exact. The first went to Mr. Klimstit as
the second went elsewhere. None of the
heroines would admit to this having happened, at least in public, but it wouldn’t
matter. None of them knew who was really
behind what happened.
By the time everything was done, and they were gone from
the location, people started to stir from their induced slumber. Fortunately for them, it was Flag Girl,
Specter Girl, and GOT-Chic, who all woke first.
Each one them had gotten up slowly, and it was Flag Girl who first
reacted to their state. “Damn it, my
tits are all drained. I hate it when
that happens. None of my outfits fit
after that.”
Specter Girl was next to respond. “I know.
Ugh. It looks so bad to have
saggy tits.” The young heroine was
cupping her drained breasts as she said that.
She even had a dejected look on her face, as if she still felt
defeated. It wasn’t a look she was alone
in having. The others, as they
recovered, had similar looks on their face.
GOT-Chic shook her head, as she looked around for her
top, and said, “I just wish I could remember who did this. I’m guessing their plan, whatever it was,
went wrong.” At least, the ebony skinned
sidekick hoped the plan went wrong, as well as hoped she could remember who it
was.
Shield groaned as she got up, and felt her drained
breasts. “This is horrible. Was this the work of Dr. Lactose, or Milk
Man?” All of the girls shivered after
hearing both names. Both were known to
be obsessed with breast milk, especially from super heroines. None of them wanted to end up in their
clutches. Some of them even had
nightmares of being turned into those fiends’ personal dairy herd.
Finally, Azure Angel got up, putting a hand to her
head. “I hate being knocked out.” She then looked over at the others, and said,
“I don’t remember who was behind it, but I caught something he was going to
use, and threw it right back at him.”
She then pointed to a slightly open door. “He had come from that door. Let’s go.”
The others hesitated for a moment, since they all knew
the Asian girls reputation for being a bungler.
Still, they had been in a trap, and some how were released. There had to be something good happening for
them. With that in mind, they rushed
after Azure Angel, and down the hallway.
They were all in shock when the reached the end. It had ended at a huge room, and in the room,
all out cold, was almost every villain in Delta City. There were even some from outside the city
present. As they looked around, they
noticed each one had their hands restrained behind their backs. They even found a few in small rooms that
were next to the big room, on the floor, with their manhood out, limp and
spent.
Once Teen Squad was done looking around, they huddled up
in a circle. They still hadn’t found
their tops, but they realized what they were looking at. It was Amazing Babe who said, “I don’t know
what to make of this, but it looks like we have someone helping us.”
They all nodded, but Wild Girl mentioned the obvious
problem. “Yes, but did they help us so
they could get away, or what? And where
are our tops?” The two questions didn’t
set well with any of the heroines.
Still, they didn’t want to lose this prime opportunity. This would lead to a major boost in the
credibility as a whole.
After a few moments, Flag Girl made the choice. “I say we bring them in. Hopefully we can find our tops as we gather
them all together. Besides, I don’t
think we were the only ones affected.
For some reason, I can recall that Ms. Americana, Green Specter and the
other heroines were preyed on as well.”
They all agreed, and they gather the villains
together. Eventually, they even found
their tops, and brought the whole group out of the place. To their surprise, a news van was nearby, and
caught the whole story. It resulted in
Teen Squad as a whole getting a whole lot more respect. Even Azure Angel got a boost in her credit as
a super heroine.
None of the heroines who had been captured at their homes
said anything publicly, but they congratulated Teen Squad for their
efforts. Even Ms. Americana had to give
Azure Angel the gratitude she had earned.
They all still wondered, however, how those booby trapped gifts had
arrived in their homes. It was a thought
that would bother them all, especially if the one conclusion they were coming
to was true.
Elsewhere, north of Delta City, a red sleigh was
flying. The owner of the sleigh,
however, was looking at a screen. It was
a video call that he was having with a man in a business suit. “Ho. Ho. Ho.
Did you catch all the hoes you had wanted, Mr. Klimstit?”
The person nodded, and said with a smile, “Indeed,
Psycho Santa. Every one of the heroine
got caught and milked. As per our
agreement, you should be receiving your cut.
It was a small price to pay, but worth it in the end.” He had indeed received the milk. He even had to agree that it was a small
price to pay. Normally, he would cause
some mischief, and capture a few of the heroines. They made fine gifts for the villains of the
world. This time, he delivered the gifts
specially designed by Mr. Klimstit. It
had been a true treat. It was a shame he
couldn’t always recall the locations of the heroines. It was only something he could do once a
year, and it was rare he could do it for so many of them.
When the call ended, Mr. Klimstit went to his special
tanks, and started some comparisons.
While they wouldn’t remember it, he had milked a few of the heroines in
Delta City. He was even sure he had
milked some of them when they weren’t in costume. While he wasn’t going to hunt them down, it
never hurt to be prepared. Besides, he
would always get unnerved when he heard about a heroine going missing. If they did disappear, he would miss out on
that opportunity. It was why he had a
hatred for slavers and killer. He would
deal with them, but he would put them in a position to get caught at any
moment. At least all his prep work made
sure the ones that were at the auction couldn’t put a name to his face, or his
face to a name. It was all part of his
plan. First, he would milk all the
heroines in Delta City, then get as much money as he could from the
villains. In the mean time, he had lured
in Teen Squad and milked them, while preparing to knock out the villains. The final part had come together as he had
hoped, allowing the clueless heroines to look like true heroines, especially
Azure Angel. He actually had a soft spot
for her. People really do love an
underdog.
There was only one person who did not get what they
wanted in all this. It wasn’t discovered
until months later. Word had gotten out
that Sara Kraft had become a recluse, and one of the heroines had gone to check
it out. Jungle Babe, who had past
encounters with Sara Kraft, had reported back that the treasure hunter had
become pregnant, but what was odd about it was that early testing could only
confirm one parent. Even one test,
developed by Professor Whirter, made a disturbing find. The baby growing in Sara Kraft could only be
described as a clone of her, and no one was sure how that was possible.
A belated Happy Holidays to
all, no matter what holiday you celebrate in the month of December. They are all important, and are part of the
time of miracles.