Wonder Woman:  The Great Debate - Chapter 8

Conflicts of Interest

By Violator

Our Story Thus Far:  the League of Virtue and Equality, a new team unifying many superheroines and 'superheroes', is holding its first Tribunal of Grievances.  Wonder Woman is representing the aggrieved superheroine side against her counterpart Lord Virtue.  It has not gone well for her so far.  Having been out-maneuvered in her first two disputes, she has ended up first losing her curvy comrades' right not to have their bodies contacted, and then their right to have custody of their own costumes within the base.  In the meantime, having stripped naked as a result of their own second judgment, the five buxom judges have started coming under the influence of a team of gremlins lurking under their seats who, via a combination of hidden doors and illicit drugs, have begun to interfere with the judges' pussies.  Due to their most recent judgment, Wonder Woman was forced to present her latest grievance - hidden cameras within the heroines' showers - while kneeling at center stage before her foe and lapping and slurping at his penis.  At the conclusion of this, she proposed that all the previous rulings not just be reversed - but be applied instead to the perfidious men.  Now, it is Lord Virtue's turn to respond...

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Out across the vast audience, the sea of heroines squirmed and whimpered in surprise as the Amazon’s proposal finally carried through to their bobbing slurping heads. Their eyes blinked wide, as they imagined the universe that would result: a horde of chastised male heroes limping around the corridors, their little hero-briefs wrapped around their ankles, and their big things dangling down and begging to be flicked and abused as heroine asses once had been. And, though the thick veiny penises in question still pumped glistening through them, one by one, as they wiggled and sighed with pleasure, their luscious taut-spread lips gradually turned up into eager smirks at the idea.

“Interesting,” Lord Virtue purred, meanwhile, his cock throbbing with tormented delight between her breasts and lips. “Is that your… final argument, my dear?” he said, his own voice forced to pause, briefly, as the wonderful pleasure of another devious smirking swirl of her tongue flowed up through him.

“Yes!” Wonder Woman said, happily. And, as if to signal the completion of her argument, she promptly spread her lips wide and, wrapping them eagerly around his captured penis, resumed bobbing her beautiful dark head up and down as she sucked the first several inches of his cock.

“Excellent,” Lord Virtue purred. Reaching down, he ran his fingers through her lustrous sable hair and gasped with pleasure, as her little golden tiara bobbed and bobbed just below the line of his belt. “But…” he purred, “I’m afraid I have… just one… counterargument.”

In her seat, Power Girl squirmed. Fully in the power of the Gremlin’s drugs, she had no way to know that at that exact moment a huge yet inadequate twelve-inch facsimile of Lord Virtue’s member was being driven forcefully in and out of her nerve-deadened pussy. She knew only that she was having immense difficulty keeping her eyes off the gargantuan purple penis that, even now, was shuttling steadily in and out of Wonder Woman’s taut-spread lips upon the huge screens above her… while the Amazon’s actual life-size star-spangled ass wiggled and squirmed, hanging off the edge of the stage just above her.

“I… I see…” the huge-breasted chief justice finally managed to whisper… her voice carrying out through an auditorium where, save for the soft sighing and continuous deep slurping, you could have heard a pin drop. “And… and what is that, Lord Virtue?” she asked, ultra-buxom naked hips wiggling once more upon the seat to which by now, through her copious juices, they were practically glued.

“Why… this…” Lord Virtue said. And, keeping one hand cupped around behind and idly stroking the back of Wonder Woman’s delicately bobbing and suckling head, he raised the other, remote in hand, and hit a single button.

Instantly, the view of the Amazon’s slurping mouth vanished from the huge screens just behind him. But fortunately, for the many persons – by no means all of them gentleman – enjoying the sight of her haughty lips finally getting plugged by the huge veiny gag she deserved, their unending slurps and quivers upon Virtue’s giant cock continued to play out in perfect close-up HD upon the equally gigantic screens to either side. Instead, the huge screens above once more switched to slightly grainy archival video… of the inside of an empty shower.

A soft gasp promptly ran through the Big Titty Tribunal, and an answer chorus of shocked murmurs through the vast cock-plugged female audience behind them. For, given the relatively cramped environmental conditions of the team’s orbital base, only two people had personal showers… and given the loofah sponge hanging off the door handle and giant bottle of salon-quality shampoo on a rack to one side, this one did not belong to Lord virtue.

As she heard their stirs and moans Wonder Woman, busy shuttling her slurping head back and forth upon the outer few inches of Virtue’s enormous cock, murmured softly in confusion. Tilting her head to one side and, opening her blue eyes wide, blinked them up curiously at the screen. Said beautiful baby-blue eyes promptly spread wide, and she bleated in shock, to see the interior of her own shower. But when her lips, trembling desperately around his thick veiny girth, tried to pull back off of Lord Virtue’s cock to bleat forth her automatic objection, she found his mighty hand clutched tight to the back of her lovely little noggin – holding it firm.

“Now, now,” the huge hero chuckled, towering over her buxom kneeling form – her knees having sunk back to the stage during her recent return to sucking. “You’ve had your turn,” he purred. “Men are talking, now.”

And, to drive his point home, he suddenly slammed his mighty hips forward, shoving the massive flared tip of his huge cock down her throat. Wonder Woman’s eyes went wild and she bleated and trembled in shock. But ultimately she could do nothing, her attempted objections degenerating rapidly into useless moans and gurgles, as with each thrust Lord Virtue’s gigantic cock sank deeper and deeper into her helpless quivering throat.

On cue, as she got her face fucked at the edge of the stage, high above a naked Wonder Woman strutted in and, body jiggling beautifully, stepped into her shower. Sighing softly, she closed the door behind her.

Trapped upon her knees and whimpering around the huge cock steadily pounding deeper and deeper inside her, Wonder Woman’s eyes nevertheless remained glued to the screen. She bleated, in shock, into her huge surging mouth-plug. Though she had long suspected the public showers, and even the outer and more oft-visited portions of her quarters, never once had the Amazon suspected her own personal shower had been penetrated. It had been the one place, she had thought, that her privacy had been safe…

For about thirty seconds, the vast screens above her ‘merely’ showed the naked Amazon bathing in her shower. Water glistened as it poured down her sleek, silky-skinned curves. Her huge bare breasts sloshed and jiggled, delicately and breath-takingly, as she scrubbed her hair and gasped with soft pleasure. Turning, she unknowingly gave her audience a perfect view of her vast and flawlessly sculpted ass, wiggling back and forth before the camera as the water poured down its contours. Then she turned back, once more giving them a perfect view up between her mighty thighs to her glistening bush.

Then, with a soft sigh, the doused Amazon put her hands upon her flat belly, and then slowly slid them lower. One hand rose up, and a single finger slipped between her lips. Her others stroked through her bush. Then, with a kittenish little moan, they finally dove lower… and a single finger slid up into her royal pussy.

A jeering, chuckling rumble ran through the be-sucked male crowd, as they got to watch the greatest of all heroines play with herself. Eyes cast downward, the gorgeous heroine’s lips quivered softly as her fingertip slid, delicately, back and forth in her outer labia. Then, head sinking back with a soft moan, she sank it in past the first knuckle. She quivered, slightly. Then, head rocking to one side, she began slowly pumping.

“Ooooh…” Wonder Woman cooed. She hissed, trembling. A second finger slid in beside the first. She moaned. “Oh… yes…” she sighed. A little ripple of pleasure flowed up her voluptuous glistening body, as she slid in a third finger. “Mmmm…” she purred. And then, her full red lips slowly twisted up into a gigantic, haughty smirk. “Mm-hmm-hmm,” she chuckled, throatily, as her pussy leaked and drooled creamy moisture around her bundle of three pumping digits. “Mmmm,” she purred, her smirk broadening, her fertile hips swaying slightly as she pleased herself, “Lord Virtue,” she cooed. “I…” she gasped. “I have you… right where I want you!”

A little wave of gasps passed up from the fluttering mouths, just above the immense shaking jugs of the Big-Titty Tribunal. Behind them, out across the vast audience, heroines whimpered and squirmed and blinked wide in shock up at the screen… their taut-spread lips trembling in disbelief around the grinning heroes’ eagerly twitching schlongs.

Meanwhile, upon her knees upon the stage, Wonder Woman’s eyes went wide, and her cheeks went bright pink. Blinking up at the towering hero and the damning self-pleasuring image of herself that loomed even higher above him, the buxom star-spangled beauty bleated loudly into her huge veiny mouth-plug, her tongue batting at him plaintively as she struggled to speak, to explain, to protest.

Enjoying the hell, for once, out of one of Wonder Woman’s sensuously lapping arguments, Lord Virtue merely chuckled… as he coiled the fingers of an enormous hand back around behind her pretty, tiara-crowned and trembling noggin.

“Now, now,” he cooed, as his fingers sank into her lustrous raven locks. “You’ve had your say. Both of them.” He sneered. “Let’s put that mouth to better uses now, shall we?”

And, as Wonder Woman blinked wide and bleated and leaked tears in shock, with a simple thrust of his hips Lord Virtue ended all hope of her counter-argument by thrusting his mammoth cock straight down her whimpering, protesting gullet. A last few choking gurgles broke from Wonder Woman’s trembling head, as she was deeper and deeper impaled. Then, with a hiss of pleasure, Lord Virtue struck bottom, his immense cock quivering in Diana’s tuat-spread lips all the way up to his balls. His head rocked upon his shoulders, and he groaned in succulent delight. Then, maintaining a tight grip upon the back of her head, he began summarily to slam and pound and slide his gargantuan throbbing penis up and down Wonder Woman’s moaning and delightful gullet… silencing the gurgling beauty the most pleasurable way any man knew how.

Meanwhile as, at his feet, the real Wonder Woman whimpered and moaned and got devastatingly face-fucked by Virtue’s gargantuan penis, the naked version up on the screens was still fingering herself, licking her lips and grinning, her haughty beautiful head clearly filled with very different thoughts than the ones being pounded, rock-hard and veiny, through her actual brain just then.

“Mmmm…” the towering on-screen version of Wonder Woman cooed, a huge smirk spread across her lips as two long drool-glistening fingers slowly pumped in and out of her eager cunt. “I… I have you right where I want you, Virtue,” she cooed, pumping a little harder, her voluptuous hips rolling against the moist shower wall with jiggling pneumatic glee. “Tomorrow,” she purred, pumping a little faster in her drooling pussy, “I’m going to defeat you. To strip away your logic, and leave you whimpering at my feet!” Her upper lips curled up even more, as her lower ones quivered and oozed under her eager self-inflicted pumping. “I can’t wait,” she cooed, her face a portrait of smug anticipation.

Another gasp ran through the Big-Titty Tribunal, and another round of whimpers through the blinking squirming heroines out in the audience, as they realized the offending footage playing out above them had come from the very night before the fateful debate. Wonder Woman, of course, already knew – but, eyes blinking wide, she could do nothing but whimper softly and take it, helplessly, as Virtue’s humongous pumping schlong drove in with each and every deep thrust just how little things had gone according to her plan.

Upon the screen, Wonder Woman’s lips opened up and she let out a low, throaty chuckle.

“And when I’ve defeated you… and humiliated you, Virtue,” she cooed.

A third finger slid back up inside herself and, gasping deeply, she began to pump deeper and harder.

“When… when I’ve put you in your rightful place, whimpering at my feet…” she purred.

Her head tilted back, and she let out a deep gasp.

“Then… then at long last, I will be free,” she moaned. Her hips began to shake with ever-increasing intensity, as the pleasures built in her self-serviced channel. “Of… of the foul, forbidden urges… and… and false, submissive lusts…” she moaned. A trembling hand rose to her gasping head, and clutched it, as shudder after shudder passed up through her flawless buxom body. “You… you have somehow inflicted upon me,” she wailed, as her hips began to quiver like a bottle ready to burst, and her fingers flew in and out of her glistening drooling pussy. “With… with… with your RUDE BEHAVIOR!”

Wonder Woman moaned. Her head tilted back, her whole body trembling with steadily rising energy as her fingers pumped faster and faster inside her quivering slit.

“And… and your… insulting arrogance…” she gasped, voice and body quivering. Finally, her voice lifted into a tormented wail, as fluids began to drool buckets from her pussy.

“And… and… and that HUGE mysterious BULGE in your BRIEFS!!!” she squealed, at last. And, head slamming back until only the underside of her chin could be seen, the busty heroine exploded into a grinding, squealing, squirting orgasm.

A huge smirk upon his lips, as the massive buxom vision behind him shook and squealed helplessly, Lord Virtue slowly raised the remote and pressed pause. For a second, the entire room was silent… save for the soft slurp-slurp-slurp of Wonder Woman’s bobbing head sucking on his cock. Below him the Big Titty Tribunal gaped and trembled, their eyes wide. Out across the vast sea of phallus-fellating heroines, the luscious beauties were briefly frozen, their eyes turned out to the sides of their gorgeous engorged heads, their lovely long-lashed eyes blinking wide. Then, sneering, the heroes slowly tightened their grips and pushed down… and, whimpering, squirming, the army of assembled heroines dutifully and collectively turned their heads back down, and resumed their subservient sucking.

High upon the screen, spread huge across it, Wonder Woman had been frozen in the exact moment of orgasm. Her luscious lips hung open, trapped in the very moment of quivering with deep and tormented pleasure. Her titanic tits were caught in mid-slosh, one gargantuan jug bouncing substantially higher than the other, the delicate pink nipples that tipped both domed projections fully swollen and extended before the merciless camera. Her mighty thighs were spread, giving a perfect view of her vagina. Her labial lips hung open, fluid shooting from them in streamers that hung glistening in the air, as she was caught in the very second of her delicate fingers having flown out after a deep naughty plunge in her hungry climaxing cavity.

Wonder Woman’s eyes blinked wide in shock and horror at the sight, past her opponent’s towering body. She shuddered, and a deep pink utterly suffused her cheeks. But with Lord Virtue’s hand cupped gently yet very very firmly round the back of her head, she did not have any choice. Lips trembling, whimpering softly, she continued to slavishly suck and suck and suck upon his immense cock. Admiring the view, and reveling in the feel of her swirling tongue and struggling throat continuously bathing his veiny purple beast with pleasure, Lord Virtue grinned.

“So,” he purred, looking up at the sea of gaping, stunned heroines. The faint ‘slorp slorp slorp!’ that echoed up from Diana’s bobbing tiara-crowned head was the only sound in the entire room, other than his own echoing voice. “This whole debate. These accusations. This farce, you so eagerly set up. They were all just a way for you to deal with your misplaced lusts… your frustrations, for what you wanted me to do to you, but could not bring yourself to beg for. Is that not true, Princess?”

His voice hung in the air, lingering like a spirit. Wonder Woman trembled upon her knees, her buxom jutting star-spangled bottom quivering before the vast staring crowd. Like a young girl trapped in a lie, she desperately did not want to answer. And so, like that same immature youth, she avoided doing so by burying herself utterly in another task, any other task. Or, more specifically, the only one available to her, the only other one that filled her mind.

So it was that, a few seconds later, as the last echoes of Virtue’s gloating voice still hung in the vast hall, Wonder Woman finally responded… not by pulling back and freeing her lips, but by moaning softly… and sucking his dick even harder. Eyes blinking down at it in awe, whimpering in shock, the Maiden of Might nevertheless managed to overcome her compulsion to answer by slamming his titanic cock-head several more inches down into her throat, and taking him deep down her choking gullet.

Across the vast audience, a gasp and answering whimper rose as, rather than reply, Wonder Woman began to deep-throat Virtue’s penis. Squirming and trembling in shock, the arrayed heroines blinked their eyes wide out of the corners of their vision… beautiful faces still bobbing reverently up and down their own immense and veiny hero cocks.

“Ah…” Virtue sighed, head tilting back with pleasure, as for the first time Wonder Woman replied to his direct accusation not with indignant haughtiness nor pedantic critique, but with a very different, and far superior, use of her tongue. But despite her slurping silent pleadings he was not about to relent. Chuckling, he slowly wrapped his hands in her hair and then gently, but firmly, pulled his long cock up out of her whimpering gullet, like a drillbit being extracted from a very deep well. At last his enormous spearhead-shaped cock-head slipped out of her quivering over-stretched lips, and hovered before her as she squirmed upon her knees, panting and gasping.

“C’mon,” Virtue cooed. He used one hand to stroke her patronizingly atop her gorgeous trembling head, while with the other, between his fingers wrapped tight in her raven-black curls and his huge bulging purple muscles, he easily kept her at exactly cock-tip range. “Was the entire point of these debates a way of dealing with your confused hunger for my cock… or not?”

The auditorium seemed to hold its breath, waiting for an answer. Wonder Woman whimpered, deeply. And yet, despite his great strength she still managed to avoid giving one. Head darting forward, she wrapped her luscious lips around the very tip of his huge cock and, head swaying and whimpering softly as he did, proceeded to give it a series of loud, suckling slurps with her lips instead of using them to speak.

Wiggling fleshily in her seat just below, mighty buxom Power Girl gasped deeply… and finally lost her patience. “Is… is this accusation true, Diana?” she said at last, even as her awed gaze followed the progress of the Amazon’s tongue upon the massive side monitors with rapt attention. She spoke softly, barely above a whisper – but it still seemed to echo like a boom across an auditorium that, save for the slow soft slurping of the also raptly watching mouth-plugged heroines, was absolutely silent.

With a whimper, Wonder Woman finally withdrew her lips from Virtue’s cock. “Yes,” she whispered. Her blush deepening, she wrapped her lips around him again and gave him another deep slurping kiss. “It’s… it’s true…” she said. Then, eyes closed, and cheeks bright pink, she extended her tongue and began to caress it delicately up and down his massive veiny shaft.

Bedlam broke loose immediately – or at least, as much bedlam as was possible. Quivering in shock upon their hands and knees, the vast array of naked superheroines in the audience whimpered and blinked their eyes upwards in shock… even as their trembling lips continued to delicately slurp and slurp and slurp up and down their own chosen heroes’ thick throbbing cocks. The Big Titty Tribunal gasped deeply, their buxom asses wiggling furiously upon their sopping seats.

“Diana!” Power Girl whimpered, shocked. “How… how could you?!”

Wonder Woman moaned, her lips trembling against Virtue’s penis. But, though it pained her, she could not help but try to explain herself to her most powerful and most well-endowed ally.

“B-because,” she whispered. Pulling her gorgeous face back, she stared at Virtue’s huge lolling penis and, biting her lip, whimpered with torment. “B-because he’s just so arrogant…” she whimpered.

Head darting down, she pressed a trembling kiss to the side of his penis. Then she pulled back, and gasped… a streamer of her spittle connecting her to his cock.

“But… but every time we quarreled,” she confessed, staring at it, “I… I couldn’t keep… keep his huge bulge from distracting my mind… and… and making me… wet.”  

She darted in and laid another forlorn, trembling kiss on the side of his penis, staring at it in horror as she did so, then again pulled back.  

"I... I thought... if I could defeat him... humiliate him... those evil feelings... would finally go away!" she moaned, punctuating every other word with a helpless lap at his penis.  Then, with a tormented moan, despite the controlling hand wrapped in her hair, she managed to push her gorgeous face forward and once more silence her luscious lips, by wrapping them around his dick and sucking for all she was worth.

"Is that sufficient explanation, Chairwoman?" Lord Virtue asked, in a gloating purr.

Power GIrl gasped, staring in shock at the Amazon's wiggling star-spangled behind.  Then she bowed her head, her gavel trembling in her palm.  "Yes," she whispered.

"Good," Lord Virtue purred.  "Then we have no further need of this one's lips."

Taking a firmer grip upon her head, he shoved the massively flared head of his cock between her taut lips. Wonder Woman whimpered and tried to struggle, her luscious lips quivering helplessly around his thick girth. But all she accomplished was to bat her tongue vigorously around the delighted tip of his enormous cock. At her protests, Lord Virtue's smile grew broader, until his face seemed to glow with beatific pleasure.

"Now, now," he cooed, as his nemesis's shocked tongue-tip traced deliciously around his glans. "You've already said the only thing anyone ever needed to hear. Now take my rebuttal. Exactly where it belongs." And, with a titanic shove of his hips, he sent his gargantuan purple member plunging into her all the way to the hilt. And, taking a tight grip upon both sides of her gorgeous tiara-crowned head, his hips slamming with frenzied fury, he began to fuck Wonder Woman's face exactly as hard and fast as every hero who'd ever been subjected to her supercilious arguments had always feverishly dreamed of.

Wonder Woman's eyes bugged out, and she shuddered upon her knees. Her super-human throat had managed to take him before... but never so forcefully, so powerfully, nor so swiftly pounding in and out. But ultimately, no matter what she wished, she could only open her throat as wide as she possibly could and, eyes leaking tears and lips leaking drool, helplessly take his brutal and deep-slamming counter-argument.

Keeping one hand on her shuddering beautiful head, holding it in place as he fucked it, Lord Virtue lifted the other up over his head, as if Wonder Woman's luscious red lips were a bucking bronc he was furiously riding, and taming. And, hips whipping back and forth as they slammed his mammoth cock at blurring speed in and out of her helplessly quivering mouth, head rolling and gasping with intense triumphant pleasure, he delivered his closing statement.

"As you have heard... from her own lips..." he purred, and then, with a roar, slammed down exceptionally hard until he was balls-deep between the quivering red petals in question. "Wonder Woman's entire motivation for this debate... was her latent frustration... from her own desires... for my COCK!"

With another roar he slammed in once more balls-deep inside her and then, holding her tight, proceeded to grind his enormous cock back and forth deep in her tight hot quivering gullet, rubbing in his rhetorical victory in the deepest depths of the heroine's offending throat. Hand lifting higher, the hulking hero's head rolled with exultant pleasure, high above his buxom quivering receptacle.

"If the greatest... of all heroines... can be so corrupted... by her lusts..." he said, punctuating each segment with a slow deep slurping thrust into the deepest depths of Wonder Woman's bulging throat, "how... can the objections... of any heroine... to any hero... be beyond reproach?"

With a soft gasp, the Big Titty Tribunal squirmed as, gorgeous faces falling open, they started to get a dread intimation of where his argument was going. But, unbeknownst to them thanks to the fetid drugs still swirling in their pussies, beneath their buxom wiggling hips the sneering gremlins began to pump big knobby dildos even harder up the female judges' unimpeachable channels. The lovely pussies of the heroinely judges trembled, slurped, and leaked eager streamers of fluid as the persuaders were applied to them. With a gasp and tremble, for reasons they did not understand the Big Titty Tribunal were suddenly struck by the urge to sit and wait... and did so, lips open and quivering, eyes blinking wide in awe, as they waited for Lord Virtue to deliver his final stroke splattering across their faces.

"So..." Lord Virtue purred, savoring the moment... and the light-speed rush of Wonder Woman's wet throat up and down his cock. "I move... that any time... ANY woman... makes a personal accusation... against ANY man.... for ANY reason... before it is moved... to adjudication... she must first... prove she is not... just being a BITCH out of her mis-placed LUST... the ONLY way she TRULY can..."

His voice began to rise and fall more violently with his gasping booming words, as his flying Wonder-mouth-fucking cock began to pulse and sing with ever more exquisite pleasure and anticipation.

"By first... being REQUIRED... to attempt to ARBITRATE her differences... with the accused HERO... in the midst... of hot... pounding... raw... primal... unprotected... and above all... truth-revealing SEX!"

Even though they were expecting it, the jiggling big-jugged judges' jaws still dropped. "R-really?" Power GIrl gasped, her jaw nearly on the table, and her blue eyes wide.

"YES!" Lord Virtue promptly roared.

"That's... that's your proposal?!" She-Ra gasped, her gorgeous crowned face quivering nearly as much as Wonder Woman's with the shock of his suggestion.

"YES!!!" Lord Virtue roared again. Bringing both hands down to grip Wonder Woman's gorgeous shuddering head, he gave it a series of devastating and carelessly barbaric thrusts, each slamming his huge phallus down into her wide-eyed, gorgeous, trembling face even more brutally than the last.

"To... to complain about a man... we have to bed him first?!" Ms. Americana gasped, incredulously. Her buxom hips squirmed, furiously and nakedly, upon their seat... to which they were nearly glued by her fast-flowing juices. "How... how could any woman accept such terms?!" she asked. "Let... let alone goddesses, such as we?!"

"I don't know..." Lord Virtue purred, his huge smirk broadening as he felt Wonder Woman's throat convulse around his giant cock. "Why don't we ask our resident goddess... and see what she has to say?"  Looking down, he slowly withdrew his hands from Wonder Woman's head.   A giant grin spread across his lips, beneath his steel mask.

A deep gasp promptly ran through the Big Titty Tribunal, and a moan through the wide-eyed, cock-suckinga and pussy-stroked heroines behind them. For the withdrawal of the hero's commanding hands had absolutely no effect whatsoever upon the vigorous eager bobbing of Wonder Woman's tiara-crowned head up and down his enormous cock.  Eyes blinking wide and seemingly battered completely free of encumbering thought, Wonder Woman's gorgeous face continued to pound and slam her luscious mouth up and down his enormous throbbing penis, completely of her own accord.

The rate with which her taut-stretched and brutalized lips slurped their way up and down his huge conquering length did slow briefly... and then swiftly resumed, showing, if anything, an increase in their hungry enthusiasm. The only change was that every once in a while her gorgeous gasping lips slipped off his immense tip... just long enough for her lustrous tongue to slide out, wrap around his enormous glans, and give it a few loving rolling licks. Recreated in a hundred times the scale upon the giant screens that lined the auditorium, Wonder Woman's royal tongue caressed around Virtue's penis adoringly, before God and her judges and everyone... before, lips wrapping lovingly around his brutal shaft, she once more pounded her head deep up his massive veiny length once more.

Eyes cast down, Lord Virtue chuckled indulgently at the sight of the reverently and mindlessly sucking heroine, whose brains he had lierally face-fucked out. He stroked her lustrous hair, just behind her proud gleaming crown, as the heroines before him squirmed and watched and gasped.

"She doesn't seem to have any objections," he finally concluded, after her fifth reverent tongue-lap and her hundredth whimpering brutal self-inflicted deep-throat thrust. Then he raised his eyes, and an accusatively pointing finger, to the gaping Big Titty Tribunal who sat, eponymous jugs enormously jiggling, before him.

"Now," he snarled down at them, face darkening, "do what your sex is so eternally incapable of doing... and make a fucking DECISION, you SLUTS!" His voice rose like rolling thunder as it concluded with a furious snarl.

The Big Titty Tribunal gasped. Then, gorgeous faces leaning together, they began to confer.

Unbeknownst to them, faces dripping with sweat yet snickering with glee, the teams of Gremlins promptly tripled their efforts within the unsuspecting champions' delicately and defenselessly quivering, drugged pussies. With double-handed grips, working like lumberjack teams, they brutally sawed their gargantuan knobby fake wood in and out of the unsuspecting heroines' quivering beavers. Gasping, trembling, the mighty huge-breasted champions knew nothing... save that suddenly the idea of having to get fucked by a big-dicked hero every time they called him out seemed less like a punishment and more like a reward...

Faces trembling and flush, the five beauties leaned as close as they could without separating their swollen fertile hips from their naughty seats, and, breath coming in fast puffs through their luscious gaping lips, briefly stared wide into one another's lovely eyes.

"Is... is there even any discussion?" Power Girl asked, her voice and lips shivering with each unfelt blow into her holy of holies below. She licked the latter, squirmed, and whimpered softly. "Is there... there any way... mighty women such as we c-can... can accept such terms?!"

Grinning, the team of Gremlins working their huge purple dildo under She Hulk's buxom jiggling green buns and almighty yet utterly helpless green pussy sneered, and, putting both hands upon the base of their huge tool, slammed it up so deep into her waiting receptacle that it nearly vanished between her moist quivering folds. WIth a soft moan, the ultra-buxom and ultra-mighty super-lawyer trembled... and moments later, licking her own lips in awe, found herself compelled to offer an alternate suggestion.

"On the contrary..." she whispered, her luscious dark green lips trembling with passion through each and every word. "Given how thoroughly Wonder Woman has failed in her argument..." She glanced up at the screen, where just then the mighty Amazon's tongue-tip was caressing worshipfully around Virtue's penis, and blushed, before her eyes darted back into the group. "Is... is there... is th-there any way we c-cannot?!"

At this alternate viewpoint, the Big Titty Tribunal fell to squirming and twittering and blinking at one another in shock. Their pretty heads trembled at the quandary, much as they would have a moderately difficult math problem, or anything else requiring them not to have more tits than brains.

Finally, with a deep gasp for breath, Zatanna managed to voice an objection. "But... but that would require us to have sex... with any hero who offended us," she whispered, eyes blinking carefully as her befuddled brain struggled to lay out such an intricate argument, while her huge tits sloshed and swayed before her, both delicate nipples fully and painfully extended. "Or... or let his offense... slide..." she finished, her big buxom bottom quivering upon the seat, as if imagining the sort of punishing bottom-spanking 'offenses' from men she might thereby be forced to endure.

But at the voicing of this objection, the other four heroines moaned deeply, their fertile swollen hips suddenly squirming furiously upon their seats. From the looks upon their pained and gorgeous faces, they found the objection far more enticing than discouraging....

Eyes closed, hands clutched to her flat but mysteriously churning and intermittently full-feeling belly, Princess She-Ra took a deep breath as emotions flooded up and down inside her voluptuous near-naked body. Finally, after a deep breath, she too managed to express an objection.

"He... he specified raw... unprotected sex..." she whispered. Her lips trembled as, unbeknownst to her, her virginal pair below were deeply plundered. Her hands stroked nervously over her fertile royal belly... shivering, seemingly, with both trepidation and anticipation. "If... if we accept... we might all... in short order... be impregnated."

This was, of course, a strong objection. And yet it too brought only a series of deep moans, squirms, and gasping quivers of full red lips, from the other four busty women of the Tribunal.

"That... that's true..." Ms. Americana whispered, softly. Hands clutched to the table, her buxom hips wiggled upon her seat, as below juices poured in rivers down from her penetrated slit, flowing down the sides of the huge dildo being used to churn her butter, and past the leering gaze and claws of the pumping Gremlins.

"And... it would only be the rudest... and most aggressive males..." She Hulk gasped, as the implications flowed through her swirling brain, even as hormones of all kinds swirled out from her pussy throughout her staggering body. "That would spend the most time within our bodies... our wombs... who... who would fill us with their spawn even as we tried to object to their behavior..."

At this objection, several of the other Tribunal members whimpered and trembled in awe. Zatanna's jaw dropped and her fingers clutched the table so hard her knuckles turned white, as a just barely sub-orgasmic surge of lustful pleasure shivered its way up her sumptuously silky sorcerous form.

"Oh... oh Goddess..." Power Girl moaned, eyes rolling in her head as the objection suddenly filled her head with thoughts, and her engorged pussy with drooling oozing moisture.

For several seconds, the Big Titty Tribunal members could only squirm, and whimper, and gasp into one another's faces in steamy sweaty-bedraggled awe. Their gorgeous faces shivered and trembled, lips quivering in indecision.

Realizing the five super-beauties needed a kick in the pussy to get their minds moving, and deciding the Chief Justice herself was as good a target as any, the two Gremlins beneath Power Girl's exceptionally buxom and creamy buttocks slowly withdrew her gigantic pussy-persuader until just its tip was pressed to her gaping cavity. Snickering, they slowly stroked its massive plastic nose-cone up and down her leaking delicate gates, sneering as they heard her whimper with need and watched her mighty pussy quiver helplessly before their impending weapon. Then, tilting it carefully, tongues sticking out of the sides of their mouths, they lined the huge dildo up carefully and then slammed it straight up the tender front wall of her pussy. Power Girl's jaw suddenly dropped as, still unfelt but fully stimulated inside her suddenly wide-gaping slit, the thick and cruelly knobbed dildo slammed straight up along her clitoris and across her G-spot to utterly stimulate her achingly cock-hungry pussy.

"Oh!" she gasped, her eyes rolling in her pretty short-haired blonde head. With one last tremble of her buxom body, and spectacular slosh of her huge bare breasts, she suddenly could say only one thing. "We... we have no choice!" she moaned, as her eyes flickered and her brain roiled with cock-inflicted gooeyness. Licking her lips, her trembling hand reached out for her gavel.

Beside her, whimpering and squirming, the other four Tribunal members blinked in shock. Then, bowing their gorgeous heads so that their blushing faces nearly vanished under their swirling lustrous hair, they softly sighed their reluctant yet moistly submissive acceptance.

Meanwhile, up on stage, Wonder Woman was of course completely oblivious to the deliberations going on behind her. But within her penis-battered head, she could only imagine them going one place. Even as they were spread taut and shuttling furiously up and down Virtue's gargantuan veiny girth, her thick red royal lips slowly twisted up into a cock-battered approximation of a haughty smirk.

'I... I've got him right where I want him now...' the mighty Amazon thought, the words swirling through her head in the brief spaces allowed between the pounding passage of his mammoth cock-head. So lost was she in the act itself, and in her own distracted imaginings, the Maiden of MIght remained utterly oblivious that she was in fact the one doing all the work to drive his mammoth appreciatively-pulsing penis in and out of her devastated deep-plundered gullet.

'There's... there's NO WAY they'll go for his demands THIS time...' she thought. Slurping her lips off his tip, she allowed herself a huge devious grin across her lips, as her tongue stroked with relish round and round his huge glans. Then, spreading her lips wide, she resumed her furious sucking, while her eyes, turning up, glittered up at his gasping and near-obliviously ecstatic face with relish. 'You're... you're MINE now, Virtue!' she thought gleefully and, wrapping her lips tight around his gargantuan base down near his pubes, gave his huge cock an exceptionally tight and hard suck from her blocked throat.

Trembling, Power Girl's hand slowly stretched out until the gavel hovered over the block. "Tribunal sides..." she whispered. She stopped, lips silenced by a brief gasp, and her buxom hips squirming atop their seat. Reaching up, she tucked an errant strand of sweaty blonde hair back behind her ear and, eyes closed, licked her lips, steeling herself. Then, finally, she opened her blue eyes, and gazed up at the interlocked sucking heroine and sucked hero pair that towered over her. From where she looked straight up between her sleek mighty thighs, she could see how damp Diana's star-spangled crotch had become, and the tendrils of shining moisture leaking out around her sleek panty-encased mound.

"The defense," she finally said, and slammed her gavel down hard.

Instantly, Wonder Woman's eyes went wide with shock over her huge throbbing mouth-plug. 'No...' she thought, in horror, her lips trembling in disbelief around the gargantuan penis shuttling between them. She squirmed, violently, upon her knees, and from her stunned engorged head a loud and incoherent, penis-garbled bleat of shock rolled up around his devastatingly deep-thrusting shaft.

"Aww," Lord Virtue purred. Before the Amazon could translate her disbelief into any attempt to escape her deep self-inflicted slamming he brought his hand down and wrapped it, lightly yet firmly, around the back of her quivering noggin. "Don't take it too hard," he purred. Reaching down, he settled another hand upon the Amazon's gorgeous, wide-eyed, helplessly shuddering head. Another few bleats and squeals rose from her ravaged mouth, but this did not interfere whatsoever in his ability to forcefully plunder them.

"Here," he purred. Using both hands, he suddenly began to slam his hips into her as hard as he possibly could, as if the Amazon's face was a championship boxer and each and every thrust was a haymaker intended to knock her out. Eyes trembling wide and leaking tears, the stunned beauty had no choice but to open her trembling lips wide and take it... and take it... and take it.

"Let me give you a little something..." Lord Virtue purred, his head tilting back, as his Amazon-face-fucking penis began to twitch and pulse wildly inside her tight gullet with triumphant pleasure. "Given how badly you need it," he purred, slamming away furiously. "It should... more than make up... for how you have yet again proved… that your pretty royal head is not worth anything ELSE!"

And, with a mighty, victorious, bestial roar, the towering hero slammed his cock as deep and as hard into Wonder Woman as he possibly could and, head falling back and screaming with passion, sent a gargantuan torrent of seed pouring down his cock to explode into her gullet.

"BLRGGGH!!!" Wonder Woman whimpered in devastated shock, her eyes leaking tears, as a humongous torrent of hot foul cum poured into the throat from which all her arguments had sprung. Her lips trembled in shock around the gargantuan veiny fire-hose being used to deliver the torrent down inside her... but other than whimpering, bleating, and batting her tongue plaintively against its triumphantly pulsing shaft, she could do nothing to stop his heroic flow. Her voluptuous star-spangled ass quivered helplessly before the entire wide-blinking audience, as as the wide-eyed heroine choked and gurgled helplessly upon his surging cum.

Then, with a second mighty roar, in mid-release Lord Virtue tightened his grip upon her lustrous hair and suddenly yanked his immense schlong out of her throat. Wonder Woman moaned loudly, her blue eyes blinking downwards in shock, as his massive veiny girth went rocketing up out of her taut-spread trembling lips, even as it continued to pulse and spew come inside her. "Glaargh!" she moaned, as his massive tip finally popped out from between her ravaged lips, leaving them free - save for a pearly drooling streamer of cum.

Finally free of his humongous slut-silencer, Wonder Woman's battered lips promptly formed into a snarl as she prepared to give the impertinent hero a piece of her regal mind. "How... how.. how DARE y-" she began to bluster. But fortunately for the patience of all involved, Lord Virtue swiftly pre-empted her. Keeping one hand wrapped controllingly around the back of her tiara-crowned head, with the other he clutched his huge cock and pointed it into her face.

"Shut the fuck up BIIIITCH!" he roared and, simultaneous to his titanic yell of release, having held in the final half of his superhuman flow by a colossal effort of will, unleashed it all at once in a cosmic gooey torrent into her gorgeous face.

"BLRGGGH!!!" Wonder Woman said, her noble tirade cut short as a firehose flood of cum slammed like a villain's punch into her wide-eyed face. Her eyes, blinking wide and stunned, were promptly filled and blinded by his hurtling slimy seed. Her luscious lips, held wide almost in invitation in mid-tirade, we almost instantly filled to their flawlessly puffy brim by spiraling streamers of his pearly seed. Hurtling volleys of cum, ricocheting off her classically high and sculpted cheek-bones, splattered through her lustrous hair and coated her proud golden crown. Rolling globs and blobs of semen poured down her chin and rained down into her massive jiggling cleavage, where they soon trickled and streamed down her enormous wobbling breasts like frosting upon a silky-smooth jello cake. In short order twin long tendrils of cum hung from both of her extended nipples, down between his wide-spread legs, swaying with their ponderous motion like the world's most humiliating pasty tassels.

Finally, after several cannon-shot level spurts had unloaded themselves from his penis onto her face, Lord Virtue finally sighed with deeply satisfied and contentented pleasure, and let both his flow and his cock go slack.

All thought of argument briefly blasted from her mind, Wonder Woman knelt at his feet, trembling in her sleek little panties, covered in his shiny, sticky, drooling cum. Spurts of potent semen streaked across her crown and hung in foot-long tendrils from the tips of her breasts. Other droplets, drooling off her massive jugs, had already formed a pair of breast-shaped outlines of globs and droplets upon the floor between her knees and his feet. Her eyes were wide, her long lashes blinking through thick streamers of cum, while rivers of his foul seed slowly poured up out of her throat to drool in waves over the full and opulent lower lip of her wide-gaping mouth.

Through thick layers of slime, Wonder Woman's eyes blinked in shock at his huge, limp, serpentine cock. Then, slowly, her sultry semen-slathered lips twisted once more into a snarl. "How... how COULD you?" the mighty heroine hissed, as streamers of his slime continued to pour down her classically beautiful face.

Lord Virtue sneered. "Don't make me get your lasso, bitch," he purred down at the outraged Amazon. "Or I'll wrap it back around that fat fine ass, and make you admit you've been dreaming o' this for years!"

Blue eyes glaring up at him past waves of sweeping cum, Wonder Woman grit her teeth and hissed, her entire pneumatically buxom body quivered with sleekly muscular outrage. "Oh... oh... you... you chauvinist BEAST!" she finally hissed, quivering in anger and frustration.

"Whatever," Lord Virtue cooed. Releasing both his cock and her head he took a step back and leered down at her. His huge cock, now limp, swung down to sway menacingly between his legs before her. Despite all she'd been through, Wonder Woman could not keep her eyes from darting down and briefly tracing down its swaying length in awe.

"You’ve got bigger problems to worry about, Wonder Slut," he purred down at her. One hand on his hip, he pointed the other down accusatively into her gorgeous semen-smothered face. "Because now that you've shown this entire farce is based on nothing but your lies, I'm afraid I can no longer justify granting you even a pittance of speaker's respect. So, I am hereby withdrawing my last indulgence for you, Wonder Woman."

His lips broke into a leering smirk.

Wonder Woman's trembling snarl suddenly broke into a shocked gasp, and her jaw dropped low. Her eyes gaped up at him, wide with a mixture of shock and outrage. "No," she whispered, a tingle growing inside, as she slowly realized what he meant. "No... you wouldn't dare..."

Lord Virtue merely broadened his smirk. "You're going to finally do what you should have long ago, Wonder Woman," he sneered. As the buxom heroine gaped up at him in shock he slowly drew his accusative finger up and down, from her face down to her enormous shaking breasts to her flat belly, her sleekly swooping silk panties, and back up over her voluptuous kneeling curves back to her semen-splattered face. "You're going to stand, turn, and face a group of men you've wrongly accused..."

"No..." Wonder Woman whispered as, kneeling before his booted feet, both her body and her voice trembled with shock.

"And then," Lord Virtue continued, his smug smirk growing huge and glittering across his face, "you're going to apologize to them the way only an Amazon Princess can. You're going to take those world-famous star-spangled panties of yours, and take them off - slowly - all the way to the floor. You're going to take them off. And then you're going to stand before them, naked - and let them see what a horny slut you really are!"

Wonder Woman's jaw dropped even further, and her face quivered in shock. Then her gorgeous slime-slathered features twisted up into an outraged, furiously quivering snarl.

"N-never!" the enraged Amazon hissed, her eyes flashing with fury. Realizing she no longer needed to kneel, she shot suddenly back to her feet and stood before him, her long and mighty legs cocked, hands dropping to her hips. But she could not quite help herself. Fingers trembling, she hastily slipped her thumbs into the backs of her swooping silky panties and, pulling them out, smoothed them carefully out upon her jutting well-rounded ass. Her staggeringly shapely and curvy buns jiggled delicately before the awed audience, and waved back and forth in a hundred times life size upon the huge monitors - clad, for at least a last few seconds, in their world-famous sheer skimpy star-spangled casing.

"An Amazon would never do that!" Wonder Woman insisted, standing before him in her panties. To emphasize her point she stomped her foot... which had the effect of making her huge boobs shake hard enough to dislodge several more drooling dollops of cum down onto the floor about her boots.

But at the Amazon's defiance, Virtue's smirk only grew more condescending.

"What's the matter, Diana?" he asked. "What's a little indignity to a mighty princess like you?" His smirk broadened. "Did getting face-fucked finally put enough fear of cock into you, that you're too scared even to drop your panties?" he asked, in a mocking coo.

Wonder Woman seethed and glared. But, trapped between her previous judgments and his rhetoric, the voluptuous half-stripped heroine gradually realized that she had no choice. Her voluptuous scantily-clad hips swayed back and forth, angrily. But in the end, with a frustrated gasp, she averted her gaze and, body still trembling in fury, dropped her eyes.

"Very...very well," she said at last, lips still twisted into a snarl and trembling with sultry fury as she said it. A tremble ran through her body. Taking a deep, huge-bare-breast-stirring breath, she snapped her gaze back up to his huge shit-eating grin and her glare intensified.

"But... but don't think I'm going to do it because I want to!" she snapped. Her hand darting out, she stabbed a finger into his broad, massively muscular chest. "I'm doing it because an Amazon does her duty, even... even if she doesn't like it!" she hissed, her sleek and voluptuous panty-clad hips swaying agitatedly back and forth before him.

He leered at the sight, and, smirk unbroken by her stabbing finger, gestured out past her buxom body to the vast audience. "Well, then Amazon," he cooed, "turn... and face your duty."

Eyes flashing, Wonder Woman glared up into his smug square-jawed face. "I... I will!" she declared, hotly. Jabbing her long-nailed finger one last time into his chest, she whirled away in a flouncing huff, and stalked pneumatically forward until she stood at the very edge of the stage.

Standing at the precipice, the mighty Amazon took a deep breath as she let her gaze sweep out across the vast dark auditorium. Despite her bravado as she actually gazed upon the waiting audience a storm of butterflies suddenly exploded up inside her sleek flat belly - not helped by the immense amount of Virtue's protein-rich cum already sloshing about inside there. Her hands slowly rose up onto her hips and clutched, trembling... atop the sleek skimpy hip-straps of her trademark panties. Breathing in soft gasps under her crown, she slowly swept her beautiful gaze across the ranks of seats.

In every other seat, a naked heroine squirmed, upon her knees. Beside them, in all the other seats, a huge heroic cock glistened before her mockingly... steadily anointed with drooling slime by the ravishing wide-eyed masked faces that continuously slurped and sucked and suckled, delicately, upon them. Meanwhile the mighty heroes leered back over the bobbing heads of their beautiful paramours... their own fingers still casually and insolently toying with their playthings' delicate, drooling, and utterly defenseless pussies.

"C'mon bitch, take it off!" the Reversion cackled. Under his casually cupped green hand, Azure Angel's wide-eyed and gorgeous Asian face slurped helplessly up and down his huge green cock. Meanwhile, behind her wiggling buns, two large glistening green fingers pumped playfully between her thighs, toying with her delicate pussy.

"That's right, slut!" the Gremlin Prince chortled, his own bony fingers stroking Ms. Marvel's flowing blonde hair with one hand and her defenseless blonde cunt with the other, as she sucked and sucked at his long scaly member. "All the way to the floor!"

Wonder Woman stiffened, and her chin lifted haughtily. Instinctively, and defiantly, she slid her thumbs into her panties... and pulled them up higher upon her hips, making the sheer star-spangled garment arc even more sleekly and swoopingly down her voluptuously curved flesh.

"How... how dare you?" she commanded, her high-leg-panty-clad hips swaying back and forth imperiously before them beneath her quivering fingers. "I am the mightiest and proudest of superheroines! You foul men should be worshiping me, and kissing my feet! I... I am not a stripper, here to undress for your amusement!"

"Not anymore, bitch!" the Sea King laughed. With one hand he held Princess Tula's whimpering redheaded face down until the gorgeous trembling beauty seemed on the verge of choking to death on his massive mutant cock. Then, at the last second, he relented, letting her slurp up off him... only to immediately replace her with Namorita's awed blue face and panickedly wide-stretching young lips. "Now strip for our pleasure, you slut!"

"That's right, bitch!" the Bush Patroller sneered, his eyes glittering up at her over the bobbing head of his own slurping paramour. "Drop them panties!"

A storm of wolf-whistles, cat-calls, and further ribald calls for her to strip rained down upon the gaping Amazon from all sides. Her head spun first this way and that, gasping in outrage and shock. But under that hurricane of humiliation, the mighty Amazon kept her head lifted high and her lips, quivering, stretched out into an enraged snarl.

"How... how DARE you?" she demanded, her voluptuous panty-clad hips whipping furiously back and forth before their leering jeers.

For a bit, Lord Virtue stood behind her and enjoyed the sight of her wiggling waving bottom. Head rolling back with a sigh, lost in the deep serenity of his refractory period, briefly her distress caused only the slightest tingles of arousal within his long and limp, tired schlong. But soon his super-human constitution kicked in, aided by the sight of the Amazon's wiggling backside. A sudden, annoyed ache appeared in his enormous balls at the female's intransigence, and almost instantly he lost patience.

"Men gave you instructions, Wonder Woman," he purred. Leaning forth, he delivered a single sharp finger-flick to the very center of her jutting star-spangled ass. "Obey them!" he commanded, as his hurtling finger collided with her plush and silky backside.

"OH!" the Amazon Princess gasped, her eyes going wide, her mighty snarl vanishing and closing into a startled coo... almost as if she was about to accept a kiss. Her voluptuous hips shot forward and wiggled, reacting to his simple flick almost as if they had been a violent pimp-hand swat. Her ample buns wiggled back and forth, fighting for space within their sheer star-spangled prison. "G-Goddess!" she gasped. Then, her head once more lifted high. But this time, trapped between Virtue and his raucous heroine-slurped men, a pink blush spreading across her high cheeks, a grudging acceptance was finally etched across Wonder Woman's gorgeous face.

"V-very well!" she hissed, her beautiful blue eyes afire with the last embers of burning female pride. "If... if you chauvinist louts just want to see a proud Amazon strip... then she will strip!" Her thumbs, trembling, nevertheless slipped down into the skimpy hip-straps of her satin panties.

Whooping and cackling with glee, their big dicks pulsing with eager anticipation within the struggling mouths of their wide-eyed paramours, the heroes eagerly shouted forth their agreement to the opposing Advocate's proposal.

"Oh!" Wonder Woman gasped, trembling, as the raucous enthusiasm poured over her. Her thumbs quivering in the straps of her panties had pulled her swooping front even more tautly over her sculpted voluptuous curves. But she had no choice. With trembling hands, she slowly pulled the fronts of her little panties away from her flesh and stretched them way out in front of her, letting them hover before her belly. And gasped, sultry lips quivering in outrage, as the storm of cat-calls and wolf-whistles surged upwards in volume and intensity. "Oh!" she hissed, face quivering with fury. "Oh... you sexist BEASTS!"

Then, finally, with a deep moan, Wonder Woman gave in utterly. Bending low before her foes, her lustrous dark hair spilling down around her gorgeous gasping face, her trembling hands slowly but obediently slid backwards... and began to work her tiny panties up and over her round uplifted ass. Her voluptuous bottom was lifted high and pointed straight at Lord Virtue's smirking face, as if presented personally for his leering pleasure. Gasping softly, eyes blinking into the floor in shock, Wonder Woman nevertheless slowly pulled her tight, skimpy little panties back onto her ass... and then slowly down them. Upon the huge screens that surrounded the auditorium, the leering heroic audience got to enjoy the sight of Wonder Woman's skimpy star-spangled panties slowly inching down her curvy round bottom, bit by bit, first pulling down one side, then the other.

Then finally, with a tiny whimper, Wonder Woman pulled her little panties down past the swooping curvature of her ass and onto her thighs. Her crotch peeled out from between her legs. In a single instant, upon a dozen gigantic screens shown in crystal-clear HD above her, as her sopping star-spangled crotch drooped away the glistening Wonder Slit suddenly made its live debut a hundred times life size before the leering heroes. At the sight of its delicate drooling gates the be-sucked heroes exploded into a storm of whoops, laughter, and jeers.

Face hidden under her lustrous hair Wonder Woman gasped deeply in shock, her lips quivering in humiliation and tears leaking from her eyes. Her hands briefly froze, trembling half-way through her rolled-up panties, a third of the way down her spectacularly shapely thighs. For a few brief seconds she froze, ceasing to strip as quivers of exposed humiliation flowed through her. Then, with a soft moan, she obediently bent lower and continued...even as her glistening pussy glinted and quivered coquettishly before the massive audience of leering heroes, shyly flaunting its debut performance upon the massive screens.

Slowly, hands trembling the whole way, Wonder Woman guided her little panties down her long legs, and over her boots, all the way to her ankles. Letting go of them, she watched, gaping in shock from beneath her hair, as the tiny garment settled down delicately around the tops of her boots. The sleek star-spangled front, which had once arced defiantly across her curvy pelvis, quivered like a rumpled swooping little fallen flag between her gleaming red-and-white ankles.

Then, with a deep gasp, Wonder Woman suddenly surged back to her feet. Head tilting back, the mighty Amazon gaped in shock up into the auditorium as she stood before the arrayed, leering heroes, panties around her ankles and her body naked.

"Hahahaha!" the Black Ninja promptly cackled, pointing down at her with a long dark finger. "She did it! She really did it!"

"Wonder Bitch dropped her panties!" the Gremlin Prince laughed, his long-nosed head tilting back and cackling with nearly disbelieving glee at the sight.

"What a fucking slut!" the Hung Judge crowed, as Supergirl's stunned-stupid face bobbed worshipfully up and down his giant cock - the Kryptonian's superhuman lips stretched so wide they nearly vanished around his massive girth.

More insults and mockery rained down upon Wonder Woman's naked, buxom, flesh, as it shook and jiggled before them. "Slut!" the proud Amazon Princess gasped to hear, her silky body quivering as the words lashed down upon it. "Super-bitch!" another said, the words slapping down like a swat upon her naked jiggling bottom. "Wonder Whore!" several more howled, the words whipping and cracking like a whip against the gaping heroine's curvy hourglass-shaped flesh.

And at long last, as she stood before them with her panties down and her face dripping with cum, the scales fell from Wonder Woman's eyes.  Her face turned slowly, looking around the room, her eyes wide with horror.

"Oh... oh my Goddess!" Wonder Woman cried, staring up into the stands in shock.

"You... you're not super-heroes at all!  Why you… you... y-you're all just a bunch of VILLAINS!"

To be continued...