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Running down the mountain is not much unlike falling down the
elevator shaft. Again we mine the world of Mister X, that
great planet maker, tossing uncut gems into nonexistent
pockets.
Rook.
AMAZING BABE in THE GRAVE MYSTERY
"Thanks Anal Babe," the thug Warren Mac Greggor, three time
loser and now two time winner in their yet on going contest;
sighed as he pulled his spent dick out of her ass.
"That's Amazing Babe," she growled and then yipped as he
smacked her naked butt cheek hard with his open palm.
"It sure was lass." He put his tackle away and sauntered off
whistling a bright and cheery tune.
"Hey! A little help here Warren?! Wham bam thank-you ma'am!
Is that it! Going to cum and run! Bastard!" Amazing Babe
glowered after the retreating figure until it vanished in the
shadows. She shook her bonds and fumed.
The teenager was bent over a pipe railing with each slender
wrist hand-cuffed to each dainty ankle. Normally she could
snap a hand-cuff like snapping a bread stick, but she had
been doused in 'nighty-night'!
'Nighty-night' was some kind of dust/powder that canceled out
all of an Aphroditie gene super heroines powers. Unlike what
it's name suggested it did not knock you out like chloroform;
but rather knocked you on your ass and left you dazed and
powerless much like an orgasm did. However unlike an orgasm
it did not wear off and unlike a chloroform sandwich you
didn't wake up from it. The effect remained until the dust
was washed off of your body!
So far the only thing professor Whirtler had been able to
fathom from samples brought back to him by defeated super
heroines was that it was a powder of which milkanite was a
primary ingredient.
Milkanite was extremely rare and thus expensive. Yet it
seemed even low rank thugs like Warren were getting their
hands on it?! What Amazing Babe and every other super heroine
in perplexed Delta City was trying to find out was; who was
manufacturing these 'nighty-night' grenades and how were they
doing it in such abundance considering how rare the primary
ingredient of milkanite was?!
Amazing Babes own investigation was not going as well as she
hoped. She rattled her shackled wrists and ankles. It had
started promising enough with the accidental discovery of
Howard Grave's dead body.
Grave's had been lieutenant Grave of the Delta City Police
Department until a few months back when he resigned and took
a job as personal security for the Threadbare estate.
The Threadbare's reported him missing a week ago. His
personal effects were still in his room at the estate and his
disappearance had been sudden and unexpected. The police had
found no leads and it had not been a matter any of the super
heroines had time to take up.
And then Amazing Babe had found his body lying half submerged
in an irrigation ditch while she had been investigating
complaints by local farmers of their melon crops being
stolen.
A few days latter professor Whirtler told her that in the
dead man's pocket had been found an evidence bag with a tiny
amount of the 'nighty-night' powder in it!
Needless to say, Amazing Babe had stopped her all night
patrols trying to catch the melon thieves and paid a visit to
the Threadbare estate.
That interview had not gone well but after a great deal of
'persuasions' cumulating in Amazing Babe discreetly and
repeatedly flashing the oldest Threadbare, in a room full of
Threadbare's, her tits, almost giving him a heart attack each
time, but also ultimately gaining his permission to search
Grave's room.
The search had revealed a closet with a pair of muddy boots
and mud caked slacks. This seemed odd to Amazing Babe as
Grave was obviously a fastidious man and the head of security
for an old money family would have little cause to get so
muddy and then to toss said muddy clothes and boots into his
closet of clean clothes instead of into the laundry room to
be washed was odd as well.
Amazing Babe concluded that he had changed hurriedly and left
hurriedly. He must have found something (the trial of which
had caked him in mud) that had given him a lead that he
needed to check on immediately. But one which required him to
be well dressed. Amazing Babe had found him dead in his best
suit and tie. One dose not wear one's best suit and tie to
visit hicks in the sticks so obviously his body had been
dumped there in that irrigation ditch.
Amazing Babe had taken a sample of the mud to professor
Whirtler and he had discovered it was a type of sludge that
was peculiar to the West Gate sewers under Delta City.
Deduced due to it's high concentration of mutiod pug and the
red clay run off of the West Gate table land.
Naturally Amazing Babe had set out to investigate those
sewers. A bit giddy at having a lead hound position on all
the other super heroines who were busy trying to stir up a
clue by chasing after the usual suspects; like Doctor Pervo
or Dragon Queen. She was also a bit leery as the West Gate
sewers had some of the highest concentrations of sewer
mutiods in all of Delta City. The conjoining maze of natural
caverns being the main reason for this.
So it was in equal measures of excitement and dread that
Amazing Babe entered the infamous Pump House #7, the only
'dry' entrance to the West Gate sewer complex.
Instead of mutiods she had promptly ran into Warren Mac
Geggor. A common street hoodlum for hire that was often the
wheel man or bag man on many smash and grab heists.
Amazing Babe had a number of run in's with Warren and was
doing her smug hands on hips pose and had just opened her
mouth to give him a nice bit of smack talk speech which she
had been mentally preparing since his surprising beating her
in their last meeting! (Tho it wasn't like HE beat her! She
had been overcome by an almost insemniod rape and had just
escaped it before it could finish the job and then the roof
had caved in and she had been too weak to push the rubble off
her! That's when Warren had showed up and took advantage of
her trapped 'face down ass up' position and hammered her back
door hard and good!)
Er, well, anyway. She had just been about to really let him
have an earful of witty snarky zingers when he had reached
into his coat pocket and pulled out an ostrich egg?! Of
course it had not been an ostrich egg it had been one of the
'nighty-night' grenades and he had flung it full into her
shocked face.
At first she thought it was one of the new diabolical
'insemiod grenades' Dragon Queen had unleashed of late; large
ovoid eggs she would throw and when it struck you it exploded
in unbreakable tentacles that would grow into a full
inseminiod; which then would rape your sexy ass into
submision!
But when she had seen the explosion of dust she had thought
'chloroform gas!' And she instantly held her breath and
stopped breathing and shot toward Warren to seriously kick
his ass for interrupting what was going to be one hell of a
great speech!
Only to be utterly surprised to find the lanky Warren kicking
HER ass! It had been her first personal experience with the
'nighty-night' gas and it had taken her completely unawares.
And now she was bent over the bronze lacquered pipe railing
of one of Delta City's oldest and more opulently built sewer
and storm sewer drainage systems. Her wrists fastened to her
ankles by a pair of hand-cuffs and her hot pants yanked down
exposing her full bubble butt cheeks with Warren's yuckie goo
oozing out of her red puckered butt hole!
Amazing Babe looked around her as best she could. Her most
prominent view were of her huge g-cup rack. Warren, in his
'excitement', had reached around and 'topped' her so her full
round jugs hung free. To her right she could see where the
old tunnel still well lit covered in its white enameled tile
led off to the less adorned sections. To her left was some of
the business end of machinery of the lift station which was
perched proper above her. In front of her she could just make
out the staircase leading up to the control room of the pump
station. She couldn't see anything behind her; that view was
mostly décolletage!
Warren had been standing directly in front of the last
descending step of the pump house station. Standing with his
back to her on the concrete raised platform before the sludgy
current of water and staring out across the way at the far
ledge of concrete in an almost uncaring bored manor.
She had been too busy getting ass raped to think about it
before; but what was Warren doing down here in the West Gate
sewers?! Just standing there... just waiting?!
She also suddenly realized that Warren had not gone back 'up'
the stair case and out of the pump house but after depositing
his baby maker load in her pert rectum hole had walked
nonchalantly down the platform and into the enameled tile
tunnel?!
That tunnel splintered off into a maze of passages and
coverts and eventually into the red clay raw natural maze of
caves and crevasses where the mutiods often fled whenever the
city gassed the sewers in the annual vain attempts to kill
them off.
Amazing Babe was still a bit dazed. First by the now fading
orgasm that had ripped through her from her anal bang and
from the constant contact of the 'nighty-night' powder all
over her exposed flesh and costume. The powder glimmered on
her in a sort of pink glitter and made her look like a
teenies wall poster pop-star wet dream.
But her head had cleared up enough, despite the blood rushing
to it from her forced bent over position, to remember her
lock picks in her boot top. And after a few sighs and grunts
the cheerleader of justice had shunned her shackles and was
moving a bit unsteady in the general direction Warren had
taken.
The dust clung to her and she knew from other super heroine
experiences it took some serious scrubbing in the shower to
get the clingy glitter off. She looked doubtfully at the icky
water in the channel beside her and decided she would rather
walk than fly and to face Warren without her powers than take
an extended dip in that muck!
Besides she was utterly confident she could easily beat
Warren in a straight up fist fight. He had taken her because
she had thought she still had her powers! She had rushed
right at him and out of what she had thought was a chloroform
cloud with the idea of grappling him and tossing HIM into
that oily muck. So then she could give her speech a re-try.
It was after all a really good speech! McCarther in Manila
style!
She mentally practiced it now as she walked still a bit
unsteadily along the raised concrete walkway alongside the
mucky water channel pausing to wonder at each junction or T
section that lead down passages with many side branches,
which way to go. And then making what she was positive was
the correct choice with no arbitrary distinction than 'ennie
minnie-moe'.
She found she had to make a few amendments to her speech
since technically Warren had just 'hit' her ass a second time
now; but she was sure she had worked those out. This left her
to now focus on her investigation.
"Was Warren somehow involved in the whole Grave's death
mystery? He knocked me silly with a 'nighty-night' grenade.
Was he connected to that? Hmmm, trouble was I have no real
evidence that Grave was on to anything concrete involving the
'nighty-night' bit. Grave was retired why would he become
involved with that? Warren was a gun for hire really. Just
skilled enough to show up now and then in various low level
criminal operations. Maybe Warren was down here on some
pretext having nothing to do with Grave's murder or the
nighty-night? Sadly the nighty-night grenades seem to
becoming common enough on the street! I wouldn't put it past
Warren to get his sticky fingers on one! Er, I hope he only
had the one?!"
So her mind wandered even as her body did down the
increasingly complex maze of the West Gate tunnels. Leading
her farther and farther to the... truth?
Inexplicably, her seemingly random choosing of direction led
her upon Warren a second time. This time he was in the red
clay tunnels where the vents ceases and the air became
stilted and heavy and the light almost nonexistent. Save that
Warren was carrying a large lamp and he had stopped at a
point where the tunnel had widened up into a large cave the
back wall of which was riddled with smaller caves and each of
these had pilfered lamps and glow sticks.
Warren was standing with five mutiods surrounding him and
Amazing Babe drew up short arguing silently to herself that
the real reason she was forced to stand back in the shadows
unobserved and watch Warren get ripped to pieces by the
mutiods was because she had lost her powers and not because
of any possible revenge she might feel of being ass raped
TWICE! by the foul man!
The rock surface of the passages was covered in the red mud
already mentioned and this mud caused Amazing Babe to
promptly slip in her heeled boots and smack hard upon her
highly desired derrière. The meaty smack as well as her
involuntary 'oof!' caused both Warren and the mutiods to
glare over at her.
As she sat there struggling to find purchase for her stiletto
boot heels in the red slime to get back up on her feet; she
was shocked to see Warren apparently issuing orders to the
mutiods?! At least he seemed to speak in a low voice to them
and then gesture in her direction upon which promptly three
mutiods lumbered toward her!
The three mutiods snatched her up with little effort and
carried her to the center of the cave. Warren did not wait
for her and her now somewhat impact lessened speech but left
with the two other mutiods in tow.
The three mutiods dropped her upon the muddy cave floor and
what followed was one of the most historic ass rapes of all
time. Dozens of mutiods crawled out of their caves and
proceeded to gang rape her ass for hours!
When this massive anal orgy was over they took the exhausted
cum leaking dazed girl down a low passage that led back into
the tiled warrens of sewers and storm drains and secured her
to the bottom of a dry cistern by bending bars over her arms
and waist.
Then they turned huge screeching rusted wheels which opened
up a sluice gate and water began to pour in! The left her
thus to die.
The water flooded in a powerful deluge rush over and past
Amazing Babe.
It was filling the chamber she was trapped in and would not
reach the run off chutes leading it eventually to the bay
until it was well over her head!
The teen struggled against her bent pipe bonds but she was
powerless. Still dazed by her massive orgasm anal fueled rape
and covered in the 'nighty-night' glitter she felt doom
approaching her!
Then she felt her power returning?! The torrent of water
pouring down over her intended to drown her was washing off
the dust that was truly binding her! It was a race now
between the returning of her strength and her drowning!
Strength won. The girl bent back her bonds and soared into
the air above the churning flood!
Sputtering, soaked, and still dazed from her gang bang
ordeal. The cheerleader of justice paused only a second
before soaring down the tunnels in sub-sonic flight in
pursuit of Warren and his mutiod companions!
Twisting this way and that. Coming upon dead ends and sudden
cave ins. Amazing Babe, with blinding speed, checked and re
checked each and every possible path until she found herself
at a lone cement pillbox access port. The rectangular shaft
has a lone iron rung ladder and a single manhole cover at its
top. The rungs had been recently covered in red mucky large
hand print goo. Up she went popping the manhole cover out of
her way like a champagne bottle cork!
There hovering in the night sky she found herself confused
for she was in the rural area just adjacent to Delta City.
She had been here before and not more than a few days ago?!
This is where she had found Grave's body. Not more than a
hundred yards from where she hovered. She searched about her.
There were the fresh tracks of a large truck which had pulled
to side of the road on to the gravel but it was gone and it
would be impossible to follow it now. They had several hours
of a head start.
Amazing Babe looked at all the quiet farms of melon fields
around her under the cricket chirping night sky and frowned.
"Good morning Mister Threadbare," Amazing Babe hovered above
the eldest member of the Threadbare family. He was outdoors
in the garden of the opulent estate sitting in his wheel
chair his ancient body covered in a blanket while in the
distance dogs played with the youngest of that family.
"I wanted to talk to you alone for a moment if you don't
mind?" Amazing Babe gave her best winning smile and lowered
herself until her tip toes almost touched the ground.
"Wha- who are you?" The old man barked.
"I am Amazing Babe. We talked yesterday about your Mister
Grave."
"Who?"
Amazing Babe sighed and yanked her top down exposing her
tits.
The old man clutched his chest and nodded, "oh yes I remember
you now! What did you want?"
Amazing Babe left her tits out since the old man was staring
at them and drooling and that seemed more conducive to her in
getting information than his usual angry dismissive retorts
that she had endured for so long yesterday before yanking her
fun bags out then. She looked around her and just hoped no
one else would happen across them with her exposed like this!
She vaguely wondered if flashing rich old men was a criminal
offence? And then shook her head, in Delta City it was
probably a required civic duty!
"I wanted to know if you have ever heard of a Mister Warren
MacGeggor?"
"Wha? Huh?" The old man just continued to stare at her ever
jiggling pert breasts as drool gushed down his chin.
"Hmmmm. Melons!" The buxom teen gave her own tits a healthy
squeeze. "Do you know anything about melons?!"
"Melons? Er, I know a thing or two about those!" The old man
grunted and muttered something.
Amazing Babe frowned and leaned her upper body down closer to
the old man trying to make sense out of his mumbling.
Whereupon he promptly produced a 'nighty-night' grenade from
out from under his blanket and smashed it point bank into her
face?!
"Not grenades?!" Amazing Babe wheezed, "Some kind of organic
rind?! They are melons?!" And she felt the sudden hands of
one of the security staff grab and pin her arms to her side
as in a daze her powers gave out and she fell face first into
the old man's groin!
The next bit was a whirlwind of confused stilted images.
Apparently no chances were being taken and some chloroform
had been used this time. But she did vaguely remember the old
man using her mouth to pleasure himself with and his old
wrinkled dick spurting its foul loud down her throat.
With her head now clearing she found her self spread eagle in
chains but bent over. The chains around her wrists being
taught to cement blocks in front of her face and two more
blocks at each ankle. Around her waist another chain snuggly
pulled her up to a block and tackle. All held her power
stripped body tight.
"Ass up?! Why am I always waking up; head down and ass up?!"
Her voice was weak despite her confused anger and she blinked
as she cast her eyes about the dimly lit room.
Everyone was there. Warren, old man Threadbare, the mutiods
that had left with Warren, and a couple of the Threadbare
private security guards who Grave had once been in charge of;
paced around holding assault riffles.
"Ah, okay so here I am helpless and ah yeah my costume
bottoms have been yanked down and my tits are out so I know
what's coming for me. But anyone want to step up and do the
whole bad guy exposition thing or do I get twenty questions
and a guess?"
"I see no reason to keep you in the dark young lady," the old
man wheezed from his wheelchair and gave a curt nod. You
could hear the smarmy gloating smile in his voice.
Warren yanked a lever and over head lights began to come on.
The lights slowly revealed a lot more of the large warehouse
structure. She could now see more clearly the mutiods were
unloading from a truck what was obviously stolen melons that
they had no doubt harvested from the farms last night. She
could see that everyone was up on a concrete retaining wall
that ran around the edge of the entire building over twelve
feet high. And she could see that she was down in an earthen
pit surrounded by inseminiods?!
"Thank you Mister Warren." The old man said with a nod before
continuing, "it's the melons. The melons and sperm from the
mutiods and a cross pollination of, as it were, from Dragon
Queen's latest batch of inseminiods, er, so to speak. That is
the secret elixir of the 'nighty-night' formula"
"And milknite!" Amazing Babe nervously eyed the apparently
dormant insemiods that surrounded her. She was extremely
ticked that her 'Warren' speech now seemed to have been
permanently torpedoed!
"No, no," the old man shook his head slowly and pursed his
lips. "That would be impossibly expensive. It is too rare.
The melons are gene spliced with the mutiod sperm and the
mutated seed is planted and grown and then the pollen from
that plant is then injected into the inseminiod. The
inseminiod then does its business and..."
Amazing Babe suddenly looked between her legs where with
horror she discovered directly behind her dozens of naked
women in chains dangling just like her!
"... and the result is the womb gives birth not to a
inseminiod pod but a nighty-night pod."
"And your family can't afford to buy the melons?! Geesh! You
should change your name to Thightwads!"
"It is extremely difficult to get the right gene source from
the melon. It takes hundreds some times thousands of tissue
samples and one only has a day or two to harvest it! Then the
resultant mutated seed dose not always germinate! But yes the
family is trying to buy up some farms of their own. These
things take time. And well our customers are always in such a
rush."
"What do the mutiods get out of this?!"
"We remove their spunk from young women whom they have
enjoyed. And afterwards we let them take them back to their
hives to continue to enjoy them. This... exchange system has
made them very agreeable in forming a partnership in our
enterprise."
"Why the hell are you even doing this?!" There was now a
heavy sluggish gas issuing out from vents at the base of the
wall. It waffled slowly across the dirt floor of the pit. And
where ever it passed across an inseminiod that mutant plant
began to rustle!
"Weapons. The Threadbare family has been manufacturing
weapons for over five generations! It is the root of our
fortunes. However, wars have become... tangled. Nothing but
headaches now and profits just aren't what they used to be.
You super heroines are partially to blame for that! One has
to diversify in order to survive."
"I take it when Mister Grave stumbled across your little
'diversifications' he wasn't agreeable to it?" The strange
mist had reached Amazing Babe and she could smell its sweet
sickly rotted fruit stench. Through the mist she could make
out slow swaying movement. And sudden thrashing about. "So
which of you whack jobs is coming down her and moving us near
one of those cucumber veg-o-matic pussy stretchers?!"
"No need. The latest batch of inseminiods that Dragon Queen
has concocted are ambulatory.... that is they can move around
on their own. No more roots. Think self-propelled tumble
weeds."
"What the hell?! Bullshit! I am calling Bullshit! Raping
plants are crazy enough but now they can walk?!" Through the
mist Amazing Babe could see the pods of the inseminiods raise
themselves up on crab-like legs and begin to move about.
"Hmmm, more like run rather than walk. They are each very
eager to get their 'cucumber' in first! But about our Mister
Grave. Yes I am afraid he became too curious about Mister
Warren's nocturnal visits to the house and one night followed
him. I think you can deduce the rest of that tragic tale."
An inseminiod shambled past her and mounted one of the
helpless girls chained behind her! Amazing Babe instinctively
cringed back from the creature as it flew past her and the
chain on her right wrist snapped!
Amazing Babe looked at the twisted pulled apart chain in
shock and then at her body still glistening with the pink
glitter of the nighty-night dust. She looked up at the men on
the concrete lip of the wall around the pit and realized the
mist was partially masking her from their collective view.
She quickly began to yank and pull on the remaining trapped
wrist. Snapping that one made a loud metallic report that
even above the women behind her rape-screams was heard by the
men above her and they began to point and shout at her!
Threadbare sent his mutiods into the pit to stop her. Major
mistake, mutiods and inseminiods don't get along. And
apparently pollen crossed inseminiods get along even less!
The plants leapt upon the mutiods and a massive carnage brawl
ensued!
Guns began to bark but Amazing Babe was free of her chains
now and everything was over in very short order.
"But I don't understand professor Whitler," Amazing Babe was
back in the professors Delta City lab hours after the fight
and the arrival of the police at Threadbare estates had wound
down. "Why did the 'nighty-night' dust stop working upon me?
Why did my powers suddenly return?"
"Well from my tests so far and from your debriefing I would
conclude that the 'nighty-night' chemicals is counteracted by
a slowly developing immunity amongst the Aphrodite gene its
self. I would point out that the compound acted as a sort of
triggering of the post orgasm effect. Upon contact it put the
subject straight into the post orgasm daze that normally robs
the Aphrodite gene heroine of her powers temporarily; and
then kept her there until contact is broken. Apparently
prolonged or reoccurring exposure to this compound steadily
reduces its effect until no effect remains. To be blunt about
it, soon all the Delta City super heroines will develope an
immunity to the 'nighty-night' dust just as you did.
I believe your own perverted anal fetish orgasms may have
allowed you to reach this level of immunity faster than the
other super heroines, but they all should get there sooner or
latter."
Amazing Babe, her face scarlet with embarrassment glanced
around at the room full of lab techs and tried to shush the
professor.
"Yes, I believe that your extreme anal deviant fetish
probably nullified the effects at a much faster rate. After
all fetish orgasms are much more powerful and extremely
perverted bizarre ones such as your anal penetration orgasms
would build up an immunity faster than natural normal non
perverted orgasms."
Flustered Amazing Babe tried to change the subject, "so why
did the inseminiods not attack me? The went after those poor
other women bypassing me who was much closer?"
"Well I believe that being covered as you were in the 'nighty
night' dust they must have perceived you as a nonviable mate.
After all you where drenched in their offspring! A wolf in
sheep's clothing amongst the lambs as it were."
Amazing Babe nodded her ascent and then caught one of the lab
techs staring at her ass in puzzlement, no doubt pondering
her 'anal obsessions' as the doctor had been blathering about
all afternoon since she arrived, and gave him a sharp look
that made him shudder.
"I can punch my fists through tank armor," she mouthed back
at the now sweating man while fixing him with a deadly gaze.
"The important thing is that the threat of the 'nighty-night'
grenades has been removed. You have stopped the source of
production and the ones already on the street and in the
hands of criminals will soon loose their value as each super
heroine becomes immune to them. They only had effect upon
active Aphroditie super heroines so once that effect is gone
their worth vanishes. That is, er, you did say Amazing Babe
that they were a cross between melons and inseminiods?"
"That's right professor."
"Well, I wonder if they are tasty?"
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