Warning: this story contains bestiality, gang bangs, nc-sex, etc.
Authors note: This story was inspired by an idea of moderator Hellenvess. With Dipp3rman aiding with spelling and grammar
Porking the bomb.
Written by: The Pumping Pony.
Badoma Alfa City bank. Inside the vault. Glenda Gallaga was standing at the big round steel door peeking out. Safe deposit boxes lined the walls. In the back behind chrome steel bars there were stacks of gold bricks and money. The banks CEO Amanda Gildedcunt was laying on her back on a big cart with a huge stack of money. Between her wide spread legs was the infamous pig-man Porkum. His strange cock was squirming around as he fucked her, like a live anaconda trying to make her cum like a whore.
Getting raped by bank robbers was pretty much her whole sex life. Except for her weekend hobby as an amateur whore. Needless to say she was familiar with Porkum and his eight henchmen standing behind him and could easily recognize them despite the thin black mask they had on their faces. But by Badoma law this was enough to make any security footage into nothing more than a cheap porno that they would all watch at the company Christmas orgy. She was a bit surprised at the vigorous fucking she was getting and the 'generous' way they were team tagging her pussy. They were all working hard to make her cum hard and a lot. Instead of the usual rough gang rape, where the bandits just wanted to get their rocks off before the cops came and busted them. The cops would of course continue the gang rape, taking over the fun and making sure it was done right. If the cops was going to file a report on a gang rape they were going to make sure there was a gang rape to file.
She grabbed a hand full of hundred dollar bills and wiped the sweet of her face. Porkum pulled out and was quickly replaced by an even fatter hippo-man, who didn't have Porkums’ wonderfully wiggly cock and skill. But he compensated by having an even thicker cock and fucked her with merciless brutality.
She tried to look over her big jiggling milkers, but she was too exhausted and could do nothing but lay there and take it. Over the years she had built up an incredible sexual stamina for a non-super-powered woman. But she was now at the end of her strength and was about to pass out. She fought off her final orgasm for five agonizing minutes, then it all went black.
“Finally. The bitch is out, boss. Why couldn't we just chloroform the slut?” The Hippo-man said, wiping the sweet off his forehead.
“It has to look like an accident. Like we weren't expecting to be without a witness.” Porkum said. Crushing the last security camera with one hand.
Glenda walked over to one of the bigger safe deposit boxes and opened it with one of her space age gadgets. Porkum opened the bag he brought and picked up what looked like an old soviet nuke. He flipped open the lid and looked inside. A glass sphere with two magnetic coils of alien origin held a glowing purple crystal floating in the middle.
“Porky darling, why are you hiding the Crystal of Bimbona here and why are you disguising it as that primitive bomb?” Glenda asked.
“Just making sure no one fiddles with it. Babe don't you give it another thought.” Porkum said. He placed the bomb in the box and a picture of himself next to it.
“But Porky, if the crystal goes off when a woman looks at the picture. She will become your brainless bimbo sex slave.” Glenda said with genuine worry in her voice.
“You don't say. Well we are going to lock this up tight and let’s hope no dumb meddling superheroine does something stupid.” Porkum said dripping with sarcasm.
A few days later, Delta-city slum.
The engine rumbled softly in the old V8. The old beater was a 60's Chevy Bel Air with more rust than paint showing. Susan turned the wheel and the car headed down another alley. The car was perfect for driving through this part of Alfa City, as the car could easily pass for one of the many abandoned wrecks strewn all over the ghettos here.
Susan was in her superheroine outfit, thigh high boots, a tight one piece that connected with her fingerless glows and a short purple cape.
Over this, she was wearing a brown trench coat and a pair of black sunglasses despite being in the permanent shade of the dilapidated apartment buildings and warehouses towering over them.
She could have easily flown to where she was going, even with her passenger in tow. But whenever she brought a tribute to the Wicked Witch, she would take the long way. Simply plunging them into the heart of the slum might be too much for a young apprentice.
Little Fox, a little blond sidekick apprentice sat in the passenger side seat of the car. Trying hard not to move as the springs of the seat was poking out and not to touch anything as everything in the car seemed sticky and smelled like old cum, pussy and regret.
She was wearing her red and blue outfit with the red mask and belt that had a fox symbol on it. Her big eyes scanned the streets outside, looking incredulously at the scenes passing by. The further they drove the worse it got. Everywhere in the city there were prostitutes, but as they entered the slums she started seeing them working in public. At first she saw hookers giving blowjobs on the street making a halfhearted attempt to hide behind some dumpster or in a phone booth. Now she was seeing miner orgy's in the street.
“Oh my god! What's going on there?” Little Fox exclaimed pointing in to an open area behind an old warehouse.
The brakes squeaked as Susan stopped the car to look were Little Fox was pointing. A police woman who had her hands cuffed behind her back stood bent over the loading dock with her ass bare. A gang of thugs were gathered and seemed to be placing bets on something, while one was leading up a horse.
A second man was injecting the horse with a huge syringe. The stallion’s huge cock extended and grew hard. She could see markings on the huge cock that may have been a tattoo. It marked inches and feet like a ruler, ending at four feet five inches and at the base of the cock there was a red line and the word balls deep written in small letters.
On the police woman’s ass someone had written with a black marker the former cock lengths she had taken. The old ones were crossed over. The last read two feet four inches.
“It's called Bitch Drilling. They take a non-superpowered woman and see how deep the horse can ram his cock into the slut.” Susan said. Peering over her sunglasses.
“Aren't we going to rescue her?” Little Fox asked. Wondering why they were just sitting there.
“Why? She is probably loving it. Besides they will let her go if the horse takes her up to the hilt.” Susan said and beeped the horn of the car twice.
“But that cock will kill her.” Little Fox said not believing Susan's attitude.
“That almost newer happens. Fucking horses is safer than driving.” Susan said waving over one of the thugs taking bets.
“I don't think that’s true.” Little Fox said getting angry with Susan.
The thug taking bets came swaggering over. He was a fat black man with a mouth full of golden teeth and a ton of golden bling. At first glance it looked like the typical hip hop junk, but at a closer look one could see they were all in the shape of occult symbols - pentagrams, rams heads and pitch forks.
“Hey Susan Steel-pussy. What brings your fine ass to the Delta slums? You here to bust some heads or just sight-seeing.” he said leaning into the car through the passenger side window ogling her huge tits.
“Hey D-Rock. I got fifty bucks saying Mephisto goes all the way with the cop slut.” Susan said. Pushing her chest out giving him a good look of her tits. Little Fox gasped not believing what she was hearing.
“That's a bad bet, bitch. No way is she getting another two feet of cock up her cunt, no way. Three and a half feet is a popular bet. No one thinks she can take it all.” D-Rock said shaking his head.
“Fifty bucks, balls deep, dead or alive. Do we have a bet?” Susan prompted.
“Ok, you want to throw away your hard earned. That's no skin off my back. Just show me you got it.” D-Rock said.
“You know I'm good for it.” Susan said.
“Sure you are. But if they see me giving credit than everyone is going to want credit. It's a cash, grass or ass kind of world, babe.” D-rock said apologetically.
“What about her. Her ass got to be worth fifty.” Susan said gesturing to Little Fox.
Before Little Fox could react D-Rock slipped one fat hand down her pants and slipped his long finger and ring finger up her tight cunt, finger fucking her roughly.
Little Fox shouted in protest and gripped his arm to get away from the low life.
She froze in place and her eyes rolled back as D-Rock started rubbing her pink pearl expertly.
Her petite hips started bucking hard instinctively. Thrusting her moistening pussy against his hand.
She released a breath she didn't realize she was holding, with a shuddering moan.
“Yeah. Nice and tight, babe. She is worth a fifty.” D-Rock said.
He returned to collect a few final bets, then signaled one of the thugs to release the horse.
The horse knew what to do and mounted the woman. He rammed the first two feet of cock up her pussy with relative ease. This was by no way easy on the police woman, who groaned loudly, sending her spittle flying.
“Are you serious? If that poor woman can’t take that monster of a cock, I'm going to have to fuck that man.” Little Fox said. Having regained her senses after the assault on her cunt.
“At ten to one odds, I would be crazy not to. Besides as a superheroine you are going to do a lot worse.” Susan said.
“Worse! Like what?” Little Fox said.
Susan said nothing, she just smiled and shot a look and a smile at the police woman and horse. Who was now ramming three feet of cock in to the woman’s foaming cunt. The horse was grunting with the effort of plowing into the woman. Who was bellowing loud, mouth drooling.
“You think I'm going to humiliate myself for the amusement of others. No way.” Little Fox said.
“Look princess, life as a superheroine isn't like the comic books. You have to be ready to......Fuck yeah, Four feet. Take that cock you bitch.” Susan licked her lips, pinching her nipples.
They lost their train of thought as they watched the horses cock near the red mark. Four inches short of the mark. The stallion stopped whinnying loud. Jets of thick cum blasted out of the cunt.
“Fuck no! Just a few inches short. Damn it.” Susan cursed.
“Drive away now. While they are busy with the money.” Little Fox said, tugging at her sleeve.
Suddenly the engine sputtered and stopped.
“Whoops. Out of gas. We aren't going anywhere.” Susan said, pointing to the blinking fuel gage.
Little Fox was about to shout something in desperation when two powerful arms pulled her out of the passenger side window. D-Rock picked her up like a little doll. Despite her kicking and struggling franticly. She was dropped to her knees, and she spun around to shout at D-Rock.
“Get your hands of me, you filthy nigg....” she started. But stopped mid insult, as D-Rock took his cock out of his baggy lycra sweatpants. Like the man it was big and fat. It was longer than her forearm, the head was bigger than most men’s fists. It was even thicker in the middle. Like it was over inflated.
Her eyes were transfixed on the big purple head. Like a rabbit cornered by a cobra.
“Open wide, little bitch.” D-Rock said, braking the spell.
“What....” was all she said looking up at the man towering over her. When she opened her mouth D-Rock grabbed her head with both hands and shoved her face on to his cock. She instinctively opened her mouth wider. But struggled to get the head in.
Susan walked around the car to look at D-Rock manhandle the little bitch. She knew he would give the girl a good rough fucking. It would be good for her to get use to tough sex, getting her holes pre-drilled before she got to the Hells Gate Club.
She walked up close behind D-Rock and whispered in his ear.
“Give it to her rough. But don't do anything permanent. She is going to have a long day ahead.” she said softly.
“I'll leave the bitch alive. But that’s all I promise you. Why don't you go play with Mephisto while you wait?” D-Rock said. As he pinned Little Fox's head between the side of the car and his huge cock. Allowing him to put his significant weight and power in to ramming his cock down the girl’s mouth.
Little Fox was surprised that she could fit such a thick cock in her mouth. She felt like an anaconda trying to swallow a hippo and what truly surprised her was her own lack of resisting his onslaught.
Susan walked over to the stallion and the crowd of gamblers, and examined the stallion’s huge cock.
It still stood out rock hard with vein's throbbing visibly and probably painfully, despite looking spent. D-Rock's drug cocktail must have a huge amount of some equine equivalent of Viagra and would force him to stay hard for hours.
“Who wants to bet I can make him cum in less than five minutes?” Susan asked turning to the men.
“No way, bitch. Them ball's been pumped dry. I gotta hundred saying you can’t do it.” a filthy looking man with teeth like a desiccated grave yard, said. They all started laying down bets as she knelt by the horse.
The back of Little Fox's head slammed into the side of the car. D-Rock had his hands gripping the car, giving him maximum power as he face raped the little blond. She could easily turn her head to the side and slip free. But she held her place, taking the punishment like a woman. All the while looking up as he looked down. Her vision grew blurry as he face fucked her faster and faster, but she could swear she saw an evil red glow in his eyes.
She thought something had exploded in her mouth and her cheeks felt like they were about to rip. The pressure found its way up her nose and came bursting out of her nostrils like two geyser of cum.
D-Rock picked her up and set her down on the hood of the car, facing D-Rock with her legs wide.
He grabbed the fabric covering her pussy and ripped it off in one powerful tug.
Her bald pink pussy glistened moist. D-Rock put the head of his cock against the opening of her cunt.
It looked like a fist sized plum trying to push its way between two pink rose petals. D-Rock grunted with effort through his smile and Little Fox hissed between her clenched teeth as the pressure against her little pussy increased.
Then it was like the whole world exploded with over-whelming sensation. As the head of the huge cock suddenly made its way in. D-Rock was now growling and Little Fox screaming as he tried to push past the thick middle of his cock. Little Fox looked wide eyed as she saw a huge bulge forming on her belly from just above her pussy and stretching past her bellybutton.
After he pushed all the way in he pulled almost all the way out. His cock wet and slick with her pussy juice. Then he plowed back in her as hard as he could. A thick vain ran zigzag along the top of D-Rock's cock and Little Fox could feel her clit bounce and rub on it. Making her brain spark and buzz with sensations of pleasure.
Her pussy adjusted to the thick invader, still hurting but she enjoyed getting stretched. She fought against her orgasm at first. But when D-Rock saw this he shifted her around slightly, altering the angle of thrust, getting her g-spot expertly pounded by the huge cock was too much. Forgetting she was in public for all to see, she rolled her eyes back and her body started spasming with the power of her first orgasm. She could sense nothing but the fat cock ramming her erogenous zones with a speed she wouldn't expect from a man his size.
Little Fox came to a moment later, not remembering having passed out. She could hear Susan Steel and D-Rock talking, D-Rock sounding upset.
“What the Fuck, Susan.” D-Rock said, in an unbelieving whining tone.
“He enjoyed every moment.” Susan said dismissively.
Little Fox raised herself on her elbows, looking in the direction of the argument.
She saw D-Rock looking at his champion bitch breaker of a stallion laying conked out on the pavement. His flaccid cock laying limp on the ground like a fifth limp leg. The horse was breathing fast and hard, mouth foaming.
“I think he is having a heart attack. You fucked my horse to death Susan.” D-Rock said. Sounding like a kid whose favorite toy had been broken by another kid.
“He wouldn't be the first.” Susan said and walked around the car, heading for the driver side of the car. Her face and chest covered in thick cum and she had a three inch thick stack of bill stuffed in her huge cleavage. She slapped the hood twice and pointed to the passenger seat.
Little Fox got off the hood of the car. Walking on rubbery legs she got in the passenger seat.
Susan flipped a hidden switch and the fuel gage returned to the green.
While Susan began coaxing life back into the stubborn V8, Little Fox opened the glove box and took out a pack of smokes and lit one. She took one long drag and leaned back in the car seat. Letting out the smoke through her smiling lips.
“Have a good time with D-Rock?” Susan asked. Looking at the huge grin on the little girl. Just as the V8 rumbled to life.
“Fuck, yeah. Have a good time with Mephisto?” Little Fox asked. In the background they could hear the horse give a final gargling snort, then go silent.
“Fuck, yeah.” Susan said, putting the gear in to drive.
“He’s dead. You owe me a horse, bitch.” D-Rock roared.
Little Fox shot him a big smile and gave him the finger as the car rolled away. Little Fox looked at the slum in a new light as they drove on. People drinking, fighting and fucking in public were just looking for some fun. It was obvious to her now.
She was still in her post-fuck afterglow, when the car stopped again. They had stopped in front of a door, with the words “Welcome to Hell” written in red above it. Two strange looking creatures where standing guard on either side. They exited the car and walked to the door. Little Fox noticed the heavier darkness and a chill, not in the air, but in her gut and bones. Her earlier good mode was flickering and fear was threatening to set in. Little Fox reminded herself that she hadn't been happy to meet D-Rock ether, but that had turned out good.
“Susan Steel, You are late. Her evilness awaits.” a dog faced man-beast said, in a gruff voice.
“What a pretty price you bring to her bastion of evil and despair.” the toad beast on the other side said. Licking his lips with a long slimy tongue.
The door slid open seemingly by itself on rusty hinges. Susan stepped inside and Little Fox followed close behind Little Fox. The shadow of the hallway enveloped her like a thin film of greasy evil. She subconsciously rubbed her arms but found nothing to rub off, yet the felling persisted. Walking down a staircase that seemed to go on forever they arrived at a door over which read ‘Abandon all hope, Ye who enter here’ in what looked like blood. Not the fake red you would see in a bad slasher movie, but slightly brown like the inside of an old Band-Aid.
They walked into a heavy suffocating heat that did nothing to warm the chill from their bones. The room inside was lit by the red glow from pools of magma reflecting from the jagged black stone roof. The scene was a bedlam of debauchery and perversion. Men and women of all ages, animals, mutants, demons and monsters of all kinds were at on and another fucking, spanking whipping each other.
Little Fox was tugging at Susan's arm.
“What are we doing here? I think we should leave.” she said.
“I need information and this is the easiest way to get it.” Susan said. Irritation showing in her voice.
“Can't we find it some other way? Do an investigation. Snoop around, look for clues and stuff. I don't want to be here anymore.” Little Fox said stopping in her tracks.
“Now you listen Little Bitch. Being a superheroine isn't about investigations of clues or even arresting bad guys, it's about gangbangs and taking it up the ass. It's about sucking cock from man and beast alike. We are the cum-dumpsters that always have room for another gallon of jizz. We are the sponges soaking up the filth no ordinary woman can, and we love it.” Susan said holding Little Fox by her shoulders, their noses touching.
Taking her by the arm she marched on and entered the private chamber of Hellen Vess.
The Wicked Witch was sitting on a throne that looked like it had been made by humans and demons, turned in to stone in some kind of demented and agonizing sexual embrace.
Vess was wearing purple silk and black leather, dawned with small silver skulls. A hood cast a dark shadow half way down her face, making her green glowing eyes stand out like flames of burning copper in the dark. Locks of fiery red silky hair hung out from under the hood.
An aura of absolute power and domination emanated from her and seemed to permeate everything.
On either side of the throne stood a man. On her left was a tall back man, well-muscled and with a shaved head. He wore a wife beater top and gray baggy sweatpants. On the right side was a white man who could pass for the stereotype biker. Blond with shoulder long hair and a thick beard. He had a jeans vest and pants held up with a belt with a bull skull belt buckle.
In the corner of the room was an oversized dog bed. In it, a rat-gray hell-hound was casually laying on top of two naked women, covered in nothing but encrusted cum and general filth. They were passed out and only breathing lightly.
Little Fox’s eyes fixed on the two women, as she thought she recognized them, it was hard but some of the cum had flaked off in places and she thought she could see Victoria Valiant and former governor Sarah Palin.
“So what brings the mighty Susan Steel to my humble abode?” Hellen Vess said. Steeping her hands and smiling a wicked grin.
“I thought we were expected. Your minions at the door said we were late.” Susan challenged.
“I can often tell who is coming and sometimes when. But the why, is hard to spot. Especially when the intention is confined in the small mind of one of you heroines. It's like trying to spot the peanut in the fruit bowl.” Vess retorted smugly.
“Rumor has it that something was smuggled in from Russia. Some big shot forked out over a million bucks for it. It's too much money for just some drugs or sex slaves. It have to be something bad and I mean the bad kind of bad. I need to know who and what.” Susan said.
“It will cost you and I'm not cheap.” Vess said her glowing green eyes peering deep into Susan's.
“What do you want? My breast milk, cash, want me in one of your rituals?” Susan asked. Knowing that this was some of her usual forms of payment.
“Not good enough. The one you ask me to betray is Porkum. He is too powerful to be taken lightly.” Vess said getting more serious. She held a large crystal ball in her left hand. A fog inside parted showing Porkum holding what looked like an old Russian nuke.
“I need to know where that bomb is. What do you want?” Susan said getting frustrated.
“I want to tap you for some of your power. A weeks’ worth of power.” Vess said.
“No way. A days’ worth, tops. I may need that power, if Porkum is up to something.” Susan said putting her foot down.
“Ok. Then I want something more, something you might not be able to part with.” Vess said menacingly.
“What?” Susan asked. Assuming a more ridged posture expecting the worst.
“Her.” Vess said her eyes shifting to the little figure trying to look inconspicuous behind Susan Steel.
“Deal.” Susan said without hesitation.
“WHAT. YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!” Little Fox shouted. Not believing what she was hearing.
Susan grabbed the girl by the arm and flung her forward. Little Fox landed in a heap in front of Hellen Vess.
“This is Jeff Malungo and Gerd Frentzen. They will be breaking the little bitch in. Before I get busy with her. Meanwhile I'm tapping your ass.” Vess said.
Standing up she rubbed a small crystal on the side of her belt. A larger purple crystal on the front started glowing and something started taking shape in front of it.
It looked like a glowing purple fog in the shape of a horse cock covered with short cone like spikes all over it. It grew four feet long and nearly a foot wide.
Jeff Malungo and Gerd Frentzen both grabbed Little Fox by the arms and dragged her kicking and screaming off to the side. Gerd slapped her face, making her fall to the ground.
“You best learn your place. Before she gets to you.” Gerd said in a gruff rumbling voice.
“Yeah. Little bitches who don't learn to please her don't last long.” Jeff said. Smiling at the little blond.
They pulled out there cocks at the same time. Reviling a pair of monster cocks that hung past their knees and were as thick as an arm.
“Give it a lick, little girl.” Gerd said as they both held their cocks in front of her face. She wrinkled her nose and pulled her head back as she got a whiff from them.
They both cock slapped her at the same time. Hitting her on both sides of her head at the same time. The heavy flesh clubs smacked her hard making her brain rattle around in her head.
The smell of cock shoved under her nose had an effect like smelling salts in bringing her back to focus.
She hesitated again which earned her another cock slap from Jeff Malungo. The smack from the black meat bat would have had her falling to her right, but Gerd Frentzen's white battering ram of a cock hitting her from the other side sent her back.
The men chuckled at the sight of the dizzy little girl. She fumble around in her haze and found the two cocks. Taking one in each hand she started stroking them and by the time her head cleared from the last double whammy she had one of the cocks in her mouth. She alternated between the cocks, sucking them one by one while pumping both.
Susan Steel looked at the gigantic magical horse cock that Hellen Vess made. Reaching out to touch it, her hand was struck by something. At first she thought it was static electricity, but the bolt of light was red and instead of pain she felt a warmth spreading through her, arousing her, making her nipples hard and her pussy tingle.
Quickly she grabbed it firmly, red light arced like lightning up her arm and in to her body. Unable to stop herself she knelt and started sucking the ethereal cock. It was hard and unyielding like glass and the head was wide and flat like a horse cock, but with a ring of short cone like spikes in a ring around it.
They hurt her as she forced the head down her throat. But she was unable to stop herself. She had to stand in an awkward angle to get it down her throat as it wouldn't bend or flex. Her eyes were fixed on the part of the cock she hadn't swallowed yet. It was beautiful, it would be her ideal cock if not for the damned spiked rubbing her gullet like a cheese grater.
Hellen watched the mighty Susan Steel humiliate herself. Gobbling down the ethereal cock like a two dollar whore.
She had magically connected the purple rod with her own cunt. As Susan had half the cock in her Hellen only felt the magic tingle in half her cunt.
“Deeper you whore. Get it all down.” Hellen commanded.
Susan made a valiant effort to comply but made little progress. Frustrated Hellen pulled out her bull-whip. She hit Susan's ass hard making a red stripe over her big but.
Susan tied to scream as the magically enhanced pain flashed over her ass. Gripping Hellen’s hips hard she used all her arm strength to force the ethereal cock all the way down.
As her nose touched Hellen’s belt that held the crystal emanating the magic cock, there was a blue flash and a sharp electrifying pain shoot from the spikes. Panicking she pulled away the cock sliding out fast hurting her badly all the way. When the head was about to come out her mouth there was a red flash and her whole body burned with lust and a hunger for the awesome cock, washing away the memory of the panic and painful jolt waiting at the base of the cock. Ignoring pain of the spikes she inhaled the cock like before until her nose slammed in to the belt again. Once again pain sent her rocketing back. She was caught between pleasure and pain.
Susan could see through the purple translucent horse cock a ball sack with two huge blue crystal ball's in them. Unlike the hard cock the ball sack was soft and jell like slapping her chin every time her face hit the belt. She could see a glimmering light building within the balls.
Hellen felt her orgasm build, as she gathered power in the two crystal orbs. Ready to blast her powerful sex ectoplasm into Susan. Her whip was shredding Susan's outfit as she flung it with growing excitement.
Susan saw the light in the balls grow until it was like staring in to two suns. She could hear Hellen roaring her ecstasy. Suddenly the burning hot ectoplasm shot from the balls. It looked like a finger thick plasma beam from some sci-fi movie weapon passing through the cock. The ectoplasm filled her mouth, her belly and soul.
Susan was flung back as the arcane power of sex was unleashed. She landed two feet above the ground floating in her own orgasmic aura.
Little Fox was in pain. But it was nothing when compared to the humiliation she was feeling. Jeff Malungo and Gerd Frentzen was spit-roasting her on their cocks. This wasn't her first spit-roast, in school the boys would take her from both ends often. One would be putting his cock in her mouth and the other in her pussy or ass, lifting her petite frame off the ground.
Jeff Malungo and Gerd Frentzen had taken it one step further. They were standing on either side of a small magma pool. Little Fox suspended on their huge cocks, one in her mouth and far down her throat the other up her pussy. Turning her slowly over the heat like a rotisserie chicken. They were laughing like two little school boys who had heard there first dirty joke.
The heat wasn't blistering but it was bad. Her sweet dripped down on to the molten rock making a hissing sound.
She wiggled her body back and forth trying to keep the men hard without cumming.
“Think I'm getting a little soft here. I would hate to see you slip of before I get to cum.” Jeff Malungo said. Bending his knees slightly making Little Fox think she was slipping of. She started bobbing her head faster.
“That feels good, girl. I think I’m ready to blow. Keep it up.” Gerd Frentzen said.
Little Fox froze not knowing what to do. Eyes wide like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car.
They both laughed at the sight of her just hanging there.
Gerd put one hand on her legs and spun her around. Enjoying the feel of her tight wet pussy spinning around his cock.
Susan came to. She was laying on her back, legs spread wide. She had expected her throat to be shredded as she could still feel the pain from the dildo spikes. But as she moved her tongue around her mouth there was no damage. The magic spikes had stimulated her nerve endings only. It was an effective way for Hellen to prolong her victims suffering.
Too exhausted to move. She saw Hellen Vess kneeling between her legs. She touched a small crystal on her belt and the ethereal horse cock grew thicker.
“No, I need rest.” Susan said weakly.
“Yes, you could use some rest. But you aren’t going to get it.” Hellen said her eyes sparkling with evil intent.
Looking straight in to Susan's eyes, she put the head of the ethereal cock against Susan's pussy and listened to her scream. Hellen had switched the polarity of the cock and caused pain going in.
Susan tried to get away but whatever Hellen had done to her before had left her weak as a kitten.
Her cunt gave way to the blunt intruder, shooting bolts of pain making her feebly twist and struggle to get away. Then as she finally pushed it all the way in, the sensation shifted to pleasure.
Now Susan struggled to keep the cock in her. Pleading all the way for Hellen to keep it in. Until it was almost all the way out. Then the polarity shifted again in a flash of bright light. Susan arched her back and screamed in pain as Hellen pushed the cock in again.
It was perfect, Hellen got to fight the weakened superheroine both ways. Forcing her to endure pain then she got to rob her of pleasure.
Hellen started pumping fast, magic flashed making it look like someone was taking an arc welder to Susan's pussy.
Hellen cursed herself for not holding herself back. She should make the bitch suffer more, but she was enjoying herself to much. She felt the magic connection between her ethereal cock and her pussy pulse with waves of translated sensation. She let her lust and sadistic joy take form and accumulate in the two balls. She felt like she was on fire, burning with power as she dominated the mighty Susan Steel.
Hellen grabbed Susan's nipples and twisted hard as she came.
The cavern flashed as the ethereal cock unleashed it's pent up power. Like the wrath of a thunder god.
Susan was drained from the merciless pain and pleasure roller coaster ride.
She tied to get away but wasn't able, even as Hellen twisted her nipples agonizingly hard. She just lay there and took it.
Little Fox was laying on top of Gerd Frentzen. With his monster cock deep in her tight pussy. His hairy chest was like a sand paper against her face and bare tits. He had his arms around her pinning her in place and pushing her down hard on his cock.
Jeff Malungo was behind her trying to push his cock up her ass. Gerd's mega thick cock up her pussy had her stretched so her normally tiny butt hole that use to look like a tiny pink star was now stretched with her pussy so it looked like a sad mouth. Making it weary hard for Jeff to penetrate her.
It wasn't stopping him from trying his best.
“This is not going to work.” Little Fox said loud and declaratively.
Gerd smacked her face hard and Jeff spanked her ass hard.
“Don't tell us how to sandwich a little piece of fuck meat like you.” Gerd said.
“Yeah, we done this to tighter bitches than you. So you just relax your ass and take it.” Jeff said.
He put his whole weight behind his cock. Little Fox was terrified and impressed as Jeff's huge cock found its way in her ass. When the head made its way in she was too shocked to make a noise, her mouth just hung open. But as Jeff plowed in to her she screamed, sending spit flying.
It seemed impossible for such a slender frame as Little Fox's to fit that much cock. But her whole body stretched, her belt buckle busted open as her waist expanded to make room for the huge cocks.
She was reminded of the time her class mates Gladiadora and Avenger had caught her with Sharon McCain's dildo collection. She had been double stuffed then to. But they had started with two, by superheroine standard, moderate sized dildos and then spent the next five hours switching to slightly larger dildos. Giving her time to adapt.
Gerd and Jeff alternated strokes, slow and hard at first. Slamming in to her, knocking the wind out of her with every thrust. Little Fox wondered if this was part of her super power. She was getting a fuck few women would walk away from. But she was managing it and starting to enjoy it. The two huge cocks pressed and rubbed against every G-spot in her lower body. She was still in torturous agony but the pleasure was catching up and soon she was cumming hard. Gerd had to hold her down hard as her whole body twitched and jerked as her orgasms grew stronger. Soon Gerd and Jeff was struggling to hold down the bucking and squirming little girl. Jeff pulled her hair back hard as he blasted his huge load of cum up her ass. The pressure of Jeff's expanding load in her ass, set Little Fox of hard making her scream and spasm. Which made Gerd cum sending her into an even harder orgasm.
Her body went from tight as a bowstring, screaming herself hoarse and her eyes bugging out like the pressure of the cum was pushing them out, to limp as a noodle in a blink of an eye.
“She dead?” Jeff asked. After catching his breath.
“Na, she still breathing.” Gerd said, giving a gruff chuckle. As he lifted the passed out girls head.
“Bitch's tougher than she looks, ain't she?” Jeff said giving her ass a slap.
“You wanna wait until she comes to.” Gerd asked.
“Na, let’s just bend the piece of fuck meat over something and take turns on her ass.” Jeff said getting up.
Susan Steel awoke in a dumpster. A nauseating stink was making her gag. She realized that it wasn't from the garbage. But from the mutant-hobo who was fucking her. It was one of the Delta city slums lower forms of inhabitants. He was about four feet tall and thin as a stick. He didn't have much in the way of a cock but his narrow hips let him get deep between her legs and thrust up against her G-spot. She resented being used by this lowlife and decided to teach him a lesson. She raised her hands to push him of. But he simply swatted her hands aside. She was still without her power. As Hellen Vess had taken at least a days’ worth.
With one hand he pinned both her arms over her head with little effort. Then he buried his face between her huge jugs and wiggled his face around making a motor boat sound. Outraged she could do nothing but lay there and take it.
Realizing that the once might superheroine was helpless he took his time with her. Then he finished by cumming on her face. Taking great delight at the sight of her angry glare.
Getting out of the dumpster on shaky legs she wiped of most of the garbage and some of the cum.
She noticed something on her left forearm.
'Alpha City Bank. Safe deposit box nr. 666. Good luck disarming the bomb, Bitch.' Was burned deep in her skin. Leaving ugly red scars.
“That Witch bitch need to get some pens and fucking post-it's.” she growled to herself.
She walked off looking for her car.
Little Fox came to again. This time she was floating in a green glowing haze. In the center of a burning pentagram.
“What's going on? Let me go.” She shouted in defiance.
“Not yet. I found something interesting in your aura.” Hellen Vess said. She was looking at Little Fox through a blue crystal. As she walked slowly around her.
“What?” Little Fox asked. Noticing the serous way the witch examined her.
“There is something feral in you. A canine presence. You might have a werewolf in your ancestry. Little Fox may be something more than a clever name.” Vess said. As she started building a transformation spell.
“What the fuck does that mean?” Little Fox asked. Thinking about how hairy her grandpa was. She had never seen him during a full moon.
She noticed the witch’s hellhound pet sitting nearby. Wagging expectantly as if he was waiting for something good.
“I'm going to turn you in to a play thing for my beloved Höund. A hell bitch.” Vess said, unleashing the power she had been building up.
Little Fox screamed as her body slowly warped in to its new form.
“You are never going to be the same again.” Vess said and walked out. Leaving her pet with its new toy. The magic suspending her vanished and Little Fox landed on her hands and knees.
Höund mounted the little girl. Like so many before, growling a deep rumble in her ear. Intimidating her to obedience.
The two human males had stretched her out so getting the head of his cock into the bitch was easy. The thick middle was a different story. He had to ram in to her hard three times to get in the knot.
He fucked her hard, trying his best to make her do those noises of pain he liked so much. Stabbing his hard cock at odd angles trying to find a sensitive spot.
Little Fox was standing on her hands and knees, looking at her hand seeing her fingernails slowly warp in to claws.
The huge dog dick in her pussy started feeling more and more natural and she started instinctively to try and get the huge knot in her.
She lost track of time but eventually the huge knot was within her. It started swelling as she was pumped full of the hellhounds burning cum. She felt like she was going to explode with cum but she still came hard.
She could feel her werewolf heritage come to life mixing with the fire of the hellhound. She felt a new power building inside.
Alpha City bank.
Susan Steel stared down at the short butter ball of a man in the blue guard uniform with a name tag that read Hubert Benjamin. He looked to be in his early twenties and was probably working his way through college.
It was after closing hours and she needed to get in and look for the bomb. She wasn't going to wait for opening hours or someone with authority.
“Sure Porkum and his gang was here a few days ago. They robbed the vault and gang raped CEO Miss Gildedcunt. But she was with them all the time. She would have said something if they left a bobby.... I mean a bomb behind.” He said to her ample cleavage. He was sweeting and his glasses kept fogging up.
“I need to go inside and look for the bomb. I'm not talking about some little cherry bomb. It's a fucking nuke. You have to let me in.” Susan said, getting more frustrated. Normally she would have just pushed the little man aside and barged in. But whatever Hellen Vess had done to her was still making her weak.
“I'm not allowed to let anyone in and I doubt there is a bomb, nuclear or otherwise.” he said still unable to take is eyes of her milkers.
Susan well aware of his attention wondered if she jumped sideways would he slam his head in the side of the door way. She decided to change tactic. Forcing a smile on her face and she smoothly adjusted her outfit widening her cleavage so half a nipple showed. Hubert licked his lips at the sight.
She put a hand on his doughy chest.
“I have been very rude. You know we are both on the same side Hubert. We both put on a uniform and work hard to up hold the law. Here I come on to your turf and ask for favors. I should ask if there is something I can do for you.” she said, cupping his cock and ball's. Surprised by the size of his package.
“There is this couch in the office. We could.....” was all he said as Susan pushed him inside.
“To far, stud. I need that pecker in my mouth now.” Susan said, as she pushed him against the wall.
She knelt in front of him and opened his pants.
She smiled at the sight of his cock. He must have been using the cock enlarging drugs allot. She took the fist size head in her mouth and sucked hard. She made eye contact all the time.
She was even more impressed by the load of cum he dropped in her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but some still dribbled from the corners of her mouth.
She got up and headed of for the vault.
“Miss Steel, there is something else you can do for me. Miss Steel?” He said out of breath. He tried to follow her but stumbled on his pants.
“Hubert baby, nothing would please me more than fucking you until that huge cock of yours is worn down to a nub. But businesses first. After I checked the Safe deposit boxes.” she said. She had no intention to do anything of the sort. All she wanted to do was to get this over with so she could go home and recover her strength. Though she was feeling stronger after gobbled down that huge load of cum.
Holding up his pants he caught up with Susan's long stride. He unlocked the vault and let her in.
“Wait here, sugar. There might be a trap. If something goes wrong you call the cops.” Susan said and walked in to the vault.
She found the deposit box, taking a lock pick from her belt pouch she started working on the lock.
The lock was small and fiddly, testing her patience. Punching the door didn't help opening it. But it made the picture of Porkum fall over.
The door finally opened and her heart froze as she saw a device with a radiation warning on it. Ignoring the picture lying face down, she tried to slide it out gently. There was a metallic click and the cover of the bomb vanished, reviling a glass orb with a purple crystal floating in it.
There was a bright flash and her mind clouded over.
She found herself standing in the vault wondering where she was. Everything was hazy but one thing was clear. She needed to find her master and figure out who he was.
“Miss Steel, is everything all right?” Came from the door. Susan smiled, having found her master and was now able to service.
“Everything is fine.” Susan said. Smiling at her handsome round master.
“Then can we go to the office and try some anal. You said...” Hubert asked. Feeling hopeful seeing Susan's enthused face.
“I would love that.” Susan said. She was skipping with joy as her master led the way to the office.
Weeks later.
Hellen Vess entered the room. The word pigsty was more than appropriate. Everywhere the trash was piled high. Crushed beer cans, empty pizza boxes and used up whores and superheroines lay on heaps.
She walked through the narrow path were she could step without sticking to the floor. She approached the couch were Porkum sat with Glenda Gallaga and Ms. Americana on either side, draped against the side of his naked bulk.
Even though Porkum sat leaned back on the couch sitting bellow her eye line, she felt like she was before a king on a throne looking down on her. She could feel his power, like a rank greasy mist of unwashed sex that would have lesser women fleeing or kneeling in submission.
Hellen Vess let none of that show. She had walked this earth for over six hundred years and had dealt with a few more intimidating creatures than him.
Though there wasn't allot of them and few had gained his power in a single mortal lifespan.
“What the fuck happened. The Steel bitch is gone. She should be her servicing my cock. She is the key to controlling the freedom stars.” Porkum said in a rumbling voice. He took a deep pull on his cigar and let the smoke out in a big billowing breath that stank of tobacco and beer.
“It all went according to plan at my end. Even though I lost my Little Fox. Have you heard something about her?” Vess said. Not wanting to say something may have gone horrible wrong.
“I don't give a fuck about your dog’s new little chew toy. I paid a lot to make this happen. I'm not happy.” Porkum said letting his frustration show.
“Remember Porkum, you need me to steal the power of Martha Hammer if your control of the super-bitches is to be complete.” Vess defended.
“True, maybe there is a better way for us to mend our fences. I'll let you suck my dick and then you do something for me. Like take it up your tight witch ass.” Porkum said getting a wicked grin and started stroking his huge cock.
Hellen Vess was tempted to turn the fat pig in to a toad or a stinkbug. But it wouldn't be practical, if she wanted the power of the freedom stars.
Hubert Benjamin hurried home to his apartment with a spring in his step. It was a small apartment but these days it was kept immaculately clean.
He opened the door and smelled the newly made dinner. Inside stood Susan Steel on her knees in a French maid's outfit that lifted and displayed her great tits and did nothing to cover her pussy.
“Master is home.” She exclaimed with the enthusiasm of a dog when its owner came home.
Something in the back of her head said that this wasn't right. But she enjoyed serving her master so she paid the feeling no attention.
“Has Susan been a good bimbo today?” Hubert asked. He couldn't believe his luck that day in the bank.
He had heard about men and beasts fucking a superheroine in to submission. He had fantasized about doing it. But he had never thought he could do it. But he must have, why else would she be here?
“Yes, master. Yes. I have done everything you asked. I cleaned the rooms, I cooked the food, I worked out and paid the rent with my pussy.” Susan said. She sounded like a teenage groupie meting a rock star.
“Oh no. you have been bad. You forgot to take out the garbage. You know what that means.” Hubert said pointing to the small plastic bag by the door.
“You are going to punish me in the butt. I'll get the bottle of lube.” She said skipping of in to the living room.
Hubert took out what looked like a big pez-dispenser with the head of Porkum on top and flipped out three cock enlarger pills from it and swallowed them.
Meanwhile in Delta-city.
Meanwhile in the slum of Delta-city the moon started to rise. A group of hobos standing gathered around a fire in an old oil-drum, turned to look at a figure silhouetted against the full moon rising above an old apartment building.
At first it looked like a small teen girl standing there baying at the moon. Then they saw the transformation. It was no ordinary werewolf taking shape. As spikes protruded along the back. Red glowing eyes flashed and the howl shifted to a menacing roar hungry for blood.
The were-bitch from hell’s kitchen was on the hunt.
The end.