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THE JADE APE
FROM THE FLAG GIRL SECRET FILES: CASE 024
Flag Girl carefully fingered the focus wheel on her
binoculars and brought the blurry image into sharp relief.
The naked teen boy was slowly pulling down his underwear. The
waist band hesitated a second and then popped over a fourteen
inch pop can thick penis. Flag Girl let out a low pitched
moan and then a high pitched squeal as she fidgeted in the
bushes on the hill outside the Delta City High School
Gymnasium locker room.
"Are you getting this," Flag Girl lowered her binoculars and
turned to the young teen girl beside her who was holding a
video camera.
"Y-yes, Flag Girl." The girl half lowered her heavy digital
recording camera and looked at Flag Girl. Both girl's faces
were flushed and long strands of drool hung off their open
twitching lips of their panting mouths.
Flag Girl gave a little shudder and smiled, "Good. We need to
get lots of data. It is always important to get lots of
background evidence when investigating."
The young girl nodded her head firmly back at Flag Girl who
quickly went back to watching the dozens of naked boys
showering below her through her binoculars.
"I want to thank you for being my mentor Ms. Flag Girl. It
was wonderful that you took me under your wing and all. But I
can't help noticing that for the past two weeks all we have
done is video tape the boys sports teams after their games as
they take showers. I mean, well, I thought we might be doing
something a bit more, well, stopping crime related."
Flag Girl reluctantly lowered her binoculars with a licking
of her lips and smiled at the teen girl, "well we needed to
test out these new x-ray surveillance equipment. And I think
we can say they have proved themselves admirably."
The teen girl gave another firm nod of her head. "I
understand. But why have we been filming the boys in their
locker room taking showers instead of, oh I don't know,
seeing if the new spy devices could see through the walls of
a bank vault or department store cash office or - well,
places we might actually see criminals doing crime stuff or
might need to use this equipment to see criminals committing
crimes in the future?"
Flag Girl smiled. "That is why you need me. You see those
boys down there are more than likely going to become
criminals. As most boys do. Oh, not all of them are going to
be robbing banks or sticking up subway trains; but they will
be pinching a girl's bottom or tweaking your nipple and lying
to you about calling you after you give them the best damn
blowjob of their lives! Evil Vile Vermin that they are!"
The teen girl recoiled slightly confused and Flag Girl calmed
down and placed the brightly emblazoned with the 'Ms.
Americana' logo binoculars and camera back into their metal
carrying cases where the Ms. Americana logo had been crossed
out with a marker and 'Flag Girl' had been written above it.
"Look You still have a lot to learn about super heroine-ing.
And one of the first things you need to learn is boys are
bad. Period. You can't trust them. You can think you can
trust them but WHAMO! Soon as you let them tie you up as part
of your master plan they will suddenly whip out their peckers
and oh man! Sausage city! It's a champion wiener swallowing
contest and you are the only contestant! So, men are the bad
guys; even when they aren't, they are. Trust me. And when it
comes to bad guys past, present, and future; it's best to
have all the info you can on them, right?"
The wide eyed teen girl nodded emphatically.
"Good. I will force myself to go over and memorize every inch
of these tapes we have made when I get back home. A super
heroines job is never done." Flag Girl sighed. Suddenly Flag
Girl's neck choker started to flash and chime. "Hello, what's
this? I had my choker set to scan the police band for our
area." Flag Girl tapped her choker and listened.
"Repeat, suspects matching the description of Wellington
armed robbery seen entering Baxter Building Tenth Street
entrance car 52 respond."
"Whoa! That was a major robbery yesterday, that Wellington
job." Flag Girl pulled on her earlobe in thought.
"Are we going to check it out?!" The teen girl excitedly drew
her gloved fists under her chin in expectant glee.
"Hmmm. I don't know those guys have knocked over a couple of
jewelry stores now and they always are well armed and tough.
I was kind of thinking we should practice on some homeless
winos first before moving up to purse snatchers and then
skate boarders before armed thugs?"
"Oh come on Flag Girl we are super heroines! Let the police
handle tearing down squatter shacks under the over passes.
We are Aphrodite gene active teen power houses of virtue and
vengeance!" The teen girl punched her fist into the air and
Flag Girl smiled and leapt to her feet and placed her fists
upon her hips.
"Well said my noble apprentice! You may not be ready to
tackle this level of thug-ness but there is no reason we
can't work some more on our kick ass ninja stealth and
surveillance skills and check out the situation! If anything
you can watch the police and learn everything NOT to do!"
"HEY! Is there somebody up there in those bushes?!" A
security guard panned his flash light over the bushes Flag
Girl and the teen girl were hiding behind. "Come out of
there!"
"ACK! Run!" Flag Girl yelped and bolted.
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The teen girl was named Karmel Apple and was the sole heiress
to the vast Apple fruit empire. Flag Girl had found the
active gene teen super heroine by using the Ms. Americana
Aphrodite Scanner in the Ms. Americana cave. Scanning for
newly active Aphrodite gene super powered women was one of
Flag Girl's routine chores. But when she had reported the new
super teen Ms. Americana had been too busy with the capture
of Got Gal and Got Chick by the hands of Mister Pervo and
Dragon Queen to have any time with approaching the girl. So
Flag Girl had clandestinely appointed herself to seek out the
girl and begin her training.
Karmel Apple's only parent was her step-mother Eve Apple who
ran the empire with ruthless cruelty and savage acclaim of
profits. She had grown the empire after her husbands
suspicious death into a portfolio with controlling interests
in dozens of the world's fruit grower suppliers in thirty
countries. With her additional vested control in both sugar
and coco growing and processing and transport she had power
and impact upon almost all house hold kitchens and
restaurants and bakeries around the world.
Karmel hardly knew her step-mother who had sent her off to a
Delta City boarding school as soon as her husband had died
less than a year after their sudden marriage.
Karmel stood 4' 10" with an amazing double KK-bust slim waist
and round bubble butt. She had caramel colored hair and a
bright freckled face with large doe eyes and thick pouty
lips. Her birth mother had died in childbirth along with the
son she was bearing. And though she was an active gene
Aphrodite; other than her level one healing, strength,
agility, stamina, etc. She had showed only one other power.
She could grow in almost an instant a pair of great black
feathered wings out of her back which let her fly.
Her costume consisted of a one piece black shoulder-less deep
plunge neckline leotard with a T-bar back leaving her butt
cheeks and her back exposed. She wore black thigh high boots
that came up to her upper thigh and black opera gloves and
black mask. She went by the super heroine name; Minx. But
because of her ability to grow a pair of large black
feathered wings and fly with them there were already a number
of people on the street calling her, 'blackbird.'
Minx/blackbird had been initially approached by Esha, the
infamous second story cat burglar, and it was this threat of
Minx starting down the path of crime that had lead Flag Girl
to take it upon herself to take the girl under her
unauthorized proverbial wing.
Just as soon as Ms. Americana got back from China where Got
Gal and Got Chick had been sold by Pervo and Dragon Queen;
Flag Girl would explain everything and let Ms. Americana take
over the young girl's training... And hopefully get praised
rather than punished for the whole thing.
But until then the side kick had a side kick of her own and
was eating it up royally!
"My loyal side kick, from our vantage point atop of this
building you can see the Baxter Building directly across from
us!" Flag Girl stood on the edge of the building with her
hands on her hips smiling widely. "Let's break out our
surveillance equipment and see if we can find the bad guys
inside!"
Minx put down the several heavy metal brief cases that she
alone had lugged sprinting for three city block alleyways and
somewhat breathlessly began to remove the items inside them.
Flag Girl took the offered x-ray binoculars and started
surveying the brick walls of the Baxter Building. "Humph. I
am not seeing anything of any interest."
"Perhaps if you took off the lens cap, oh glorious leader."
Minx offered.
"Wha?! Ah, yeah, just another of my tests of your
observational powers my little padewan. Yes. That's a little
better. I can make out several people in the lower store
fronts and a few more at home in the apartments above. Ah!
And there are our well meaning but always inept police
officers. Apparently stymied by the lack of the obvious. No
crooks with drawn weapons so they walk around asking citizens
to do their job for them. Pathetic."
"There do appear to be a small group of suspicious looking
people up in one of the upper apartments, my wise and all
knowing benefactor." Minx was looking through the x-ray
camera eye piece.
"Eh? Where?"
"Up three floors, sublime sensei."
"Not seeing it."
"The only figures not on the ground floor, my ultimate
grace."
"Ahhhhhhh?"
"The group of men who are gathered around the safe breaking
into it with power tools, my enlightened educator."
"Oh yeah! Those guys! I thought they were cable installers...
with machine guns."
"So it appears we have found the criminals and in the act of
perpetrating yet another crime. What shall we do, my talented
teacher?"
"Well, that is a good question. It would appear the two
police officers are now busy beating a black man for no
apparent reason. That may take a while. And the bad guys look
like their getaway car is parked on a side street and not out
front of the building next to the squad car. So I don't think
we can rely on the police apprehending them."
"Then surely we must move like the shadow and strike like the
lightning! Catching them red handed!"
"Eeeeeeeeee yeah," Flag Girl suddenly had images of sitting
next to Minx who lay in a hospital bed on life support and
the long dark ominous shadow of Ms. Americana filling the
doorway... cracking her knuckles. "About that. I really don't
think you have had enough training to tackle four guys with
uzi's. Maybe I should give a shout out to any other super
heroines in the area and you can watch us take them down. You
know, take some notes."
"They have broken open the safe! They will be getting away
soon!" Minx lowered her camera and looked at Flag Girl with
large pleading eyes of shock, alarm, and desperation.
"Ah, yeah, oh boy. Okay. We will head in and stop them but
you are most definitely the back up. Like way back.
Like you should probably not even leave this rooftop." Flag
Girl turned to eye her companion but found the girl had
sprouted her wings and was already on her way across the
chasm of the street to the opposite Baxter Building.
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Flag Girl rather breathlessly caught up with Minx just as she
was taking out the get away driver with rather envious ease.
The two teen super heroines then slipped inside the building
from the back and proceeded up the back stair case until they
reached the third floor landing. They slipped through the
fire door which had already been compromised no doubt by the
thugs robbing the apartment within.
The fire door opened on a rather richly carpeted hallway and
with Minx re-directing Flag Girl several times lead her from
behind to the correct apartment door. The door was closed but
unlocked and the two teens entered as stealthy as mice. Large
titted bubble butted mice that had a tendency to bump their
oversized tits and round jutting asses into everything about
them as only teen girls can do. Teen mice who have not eaten
all day and now had grumbly gassy stomachs. Okay, not like
stealthy mice at all. But the sound of a drill being quickly
packed away and men whispering to each other made up for the
lack of stealth and the two teens managed to reach the open
doorway leading into the room with the open safe just in time
to watch the men remove the purloined item; a football sized
statue of a squatted ape carved entirely out of jade.
Flag Girl yanked her head back from the open doorway and
smacked it hard into Minx's head and they both 'owed' and
held their heads for several seconds. "That guy in there is
called the Iron Horse!" Flag Girl hissed in that loud whisper
voice that young children use before they can learn to really
whisper.
Minx started to peep back around the corner of the door jamb
but Flag Girl grabbed her by her upper arm and yanked her
back. "He's called the Iron Horse because he can transform
his skin into iron! And because his, er, you know, his well,
eckhem, is as big as a freaking horses!"
"oh, come on now it's not that big is it Flag Girl?" The Iron
Horse looked down at the crouching two super teen heroines as
his gang gathered behind him. "I mean you only saw it that
once and then we never got a chance to really test your
instance that it would never fit. Now did we?"
"Boss we don't have time for this and I can't raise Henry on
the cell," one of the men buzzed just behind the Iron Horses
ear.
"Oh, now what have you two done to poor Henry? I guess Mitch
will have to drive now. Fancy a ride in the trunk girls?" The
Iron Horse stood well over six feet and his barrel chest
swelled as he crossed his massive arms over it.
"You can't be serious? And why the hell is everyone using our
real names in front of the capes?!"
"Easy, easy. These girls won't be talking to anyone. Ever. I
happen to know that Ms. Americana is out of town and everyone
knows that when Flag Girl flies solo she does it with another
super teen. So there an't no backup. No heavy hitters. What
you see boys is what you get to play with until we dump them
in the river. Now grab them!"
The two teens leapt to their feet galvanized by the sudden
bum rush of thugs into spunky fist and feet of frenzied
action.
The unexpected power behind the young girls punches and kicks
and their evasive quickness had the thugs momentarily
confused and falling back on their heels which gave a rush of
cockiness and overconfidence to both girls.
Instead of fighting backwards in retreat into the hallway.
They pushed their adversaries forwards into the library and
its open safe and soon had managed to surround themselves
with the gang and cut off from any possibility of escape!
The flurry of small fists and boot heels soon found a match
in the much slower but heavier fists and heels of the thugs.
Still the duo managed to hold their own and though the
quarters were cramped the thugs could not manage to lay a
grappling hold upon the adrenaline rushed teen girls.
Then Iron Horse transformed and ended the fight by simply
grabbing each girl by the head. Punching metal is not very
fun and having a metal hand pick you up by your head and
shake you tends to hurt a lot more than it looks.
His clothes in shreds from the transformation which increased
his size and bulk by over a foot the Iron Horse snorted and
laughed. "I am going to enjoy pounding this teen pussy with
my steely shaft!"
"Seriously, boss man, we gotta blow this joint! We got the
goods. Just crush their heads and leave their dead bodies. We
have made enough noise that every gray haired busy body in
the block is going to be calling the cops!"
"Mitch, you're just not a team player. You just can't see the
bigger picture. These are teen super pussies. You don't pass
by a teen super pussy fuck. Understand, amigo?"
"Then how about I take the jade ape back to the hideout and
you can do whatever you want with those two and I will wait
for you to-"
"Whoa! Whoa! The goods don't leave my sight, Mitch! I mean,
are you listening to yourself? Do you even realize what you
are saying? I am the boss man. You're just a fry cook I
picked up for these jobs because Roy's wife got pregnant and
sick."
"Again with using real names. I mean I just don't get this.
Here, take the fucking ape. I am just out of here." Mitch
slung the backpack off his shoulder and dug out the ape and
tossed it at the Iron Horse as he headed to the door. The
Iron Horse dropped both girls but made no move to catch the
ape which clanged into him and fell upon the floor. Instead
he grabbed Mitch from behind and crushed him to death in a
bear hug.
"No one walks out on the Iron Horse, Mitch. No one." He
dropped the lifeless and bleeding body upon the floor.
Flag Girl and Minx tried to get to their knees as the blood
of the dead man seeped across the carpet and pooled around
the ape statue.
"Now boys, here's what is going to happen. I am going to fuck
me some super teen pussy. I am going to hammer my two foot
long iron dick into some pork pussy pie right here and right
the fuck now! And you are going to watch! Got it!"
Of the two remaining thugs one of the saw the jade ape statue
wiggling in the pool of warm blood and he pointed at and
said, "hey boss-"
The Iron Horse took this to be some more back talk and he
slammed his iron fist into the face of the man and his entire
skull crushed in and he fell to his knees and then face dead.
"I didn't ask if there were any questions! Did I?! Well did
I?!" The Iron Horse fumed as spittle leapt from his mouth and
sprayed the face of his last remaining cronie.
The lone man said nothing but raised his hand slowly and
pointed.
The Iron Horse looked to where he was pointing and saw the
jade ape statue was unfolding from its crouched shape and was
slowly standing up. It was also rapidly increasing in size.
As they watched the jade ape statue grew to be as tall and as
large as the Iron Horse.
"What the hell are you supposed to be?" The Iron Horse
muttered and then grabbed his last remaining accomplice and
slammed him into the stone ape which promptly tore him into
pieces.
"Hmmmm. Impressive. Maybe I got a use for you? You and I
could make a good team." He glanced down at Flag Girl who had
just managed to stagger to her feet and was trying to help up
Minx. "Let's fuck some teen super heroine pussy over it?"
Iron Horse grabbed Flag Girl and tossed her to the stone ape
who caught her and held her fast. He then grabbed Minx and
quickly tore her costume off of her and began to insert his
massive metal ribbed and studded dong into her tiny snatch.
The girl screamed even as her super healing kicked in and he
began to violently pound her twat with savage glee.
The stone ape watched impassively for several minutes and
then it ripped off Flag Girl's costume and inserted its own
massive stone erection into her joy box and started to pound
her savagely as well.
The rape became a tag team rape and lasted for several hours.
When the Iron Horse finally could not hold it and lost his
seed deep inside Flag Girl's mouth then fell back spurting it
all over her face and body; and the stone ape blew its own
huge wad over both girl's raised twitching round red asses;
the Iron Horse reverted back to flesh and collapsed and the
stone ape shrunk back down to a football sized jade statue.
As both teen girls slowly recovered and staggered naked to
their unsteady feet, covered in sperm from head to toe; the
owner of the apartment suddenly came home and seeing the
sight before him dropped his bags of groceries and cried out,
"not again! This is the third time this week! That statue has
got to go!"
The man shoved the two naked teens out of his apartment; Flag
Girl still clutching the ape statue that had been thrust in
her hands, he glared at them and then slammed his door. One
could just make out his muffled shout, "now who is going to
clean this mess up?!"
As the two sperm spackled teens shuffled slowly down the
hallway their bare feet sliding deep in the shag rug Flag
Girl turned to Minx and tiredly said, "so you up for some
more boy shower surveillance tomorrow?"
Minx weakly raised a thumb and smiled.
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