(I)
Catwoman stared at the precious stone as it sat in its showcase, still sparkling beautifully even in the dim light.
Just a few lousy rent-a-cops, and a cheap security system to get by, and it’s all mine, she thought.
Not five minutes later, the case was empty, the guards lay unconscious on the floor and Catwoman was heading back to her home (the luxury apartment owned by her alter ego, Selina Kyle) with a very large diamond in her backpack.
This particular diamond was a very special prize and she was lucky to get her hands on it, since it was only supposed to be in Gotham City for a few days as part of the museum’s occult exhibition. According to legend, thousands of years ago an ancient demon had been imprisoned within this gemstone by the might of a hundred mages.
Who cares about legends? she thought, It’s huge…and flawless!
Later that night, as she prepared to rest, she gave her glimmering new toy a nice big good luck kiss before placing it in a small open display case on the dressing table across the room from her bed.
"You’re all mine," she said to the stone.
No, YOU are all mine, thought the evil force imprisoned in the diamond.
She slept soundly, comforted by the warm red light that had begun emanating from the diamond. Unbeknownst to her, the simple kiss she had given it was the key that the demon had long needed to unravel the magical enchantments that kept him trapped within the stone.
Sometime before dawn, a noise awoke Catwoman out of her sleep. She crawled out of bed and glanced around for a few moments, finally noticing that her beautiful new diamond was lying on the floor, broken into two separate pieces.
"It’s ruined" she sobbed, not sensing the dark form taking shape behind her.
Suddenly, two thick, dark mottled blue tentacles grabbed her by the arms, getting a firm grip before she could react. They turned her around to face her captor. The horrifying sight she saw caused her to stumble in fear, the tentacles around her arms the only thing keeping her on her feet. The creature stood from floor to ceiling, possessed four large powerful arms and had dozens of tentacles protruding from its chest. It had no legs; rather it appeared that it slithered along the ground like a slug. Its face had four large horns erupting from its skull, two piercing red eyes, and a lamprey like sucker for a mouth.
The creature was unable to communicate through direct speech; instead it sent its thoughts directly into Selina’s mind.
My dear, I don’t think I could have been freed by a tastier morsel than you! Don’t bother to fight, I am more powerful than you can imagine. Yelling for help won’t do you any good either, my telepathic powers are preventing anyone within earshot from lifting a finger to help you. Just relax. If you’re a good little pussy, I might even let you enjoy this.
With that, she was violently thrown down onto her bed. The many unoccupied tentacles tore off her T-shirt and panties, and then she was forced onto her back.
"Nooooooo, please let me go! I don’t want this," Selina yelled as she vainly struggled to break free.
You should have thought of that before you greedily stole the diamond that was my prison. Now you’ll see what happens to naughty girls, taunted the beast.
Several tentacles grabbed hold of her flailing legs and started rubbing up and down her beautifully toned thighs, leaving a trail of clear slime as they traveled. Two more tentacles roughly pulled on her lusciously large, firm breasts, causing her great discomfort.
While she struggled against her captor, another tentacle slid between her breasts and made its way up to her face. Its tip opened up to reveal a small mouth, which started sucking on her neck, relishing the taste of her fear. It slid up her chin and along her cheek, covering her face in a shiny coat of saliva. When she opened her mouth to scream in protest, the tentacle licking her face extended a long tongue-like appendage that dripped thick purple fluid, and with lightning speed, snaked it down her throat. Surprised by this, Selina gagged for a few moments until she adjusted to the situation, allowing the tongue to slowly settle into a rhythmic pumping motion, descending deep into her throat.
The beast was causing Catwoman nothing but pain, with its powerful tentacles squeezing on her thighs and breasts, and the appendage in her throat making it hard for her to breathe. As she fought to escape, the creature’s voice once again sounded in her mind.
Your struggles are futile, and prevent me from allowing you to enjoy this experience. Surely, you must realize by now that you have no hope of escaping. Stop fighting! Let me show you pleasures far beyond those a mere human male could ever give to you!
Finally accepting the demon’s assertion that there was no way she would break free, Catwoman stopped her struggling in hopes that the beast would at least stop causing her pain.
The creature immediately relaxed its hold on her, greatly diminishing her discomfort.
Now, witness the pleasures of your submission to me!
She felt her legs being lifted up and spread as far as they would comfortably go. The creature lowered its face down between her legs and relished the scent of her dark-haired vagina. His mouth clamped down on her pussy and started to stimulate her with thousands of tiny tentacles, causing Selina to let out a moan of pleasure with every outward pump of the tentacle in her mouth. The beast forcefully buried its face into her snatch, enjoying the taste of the womanly fluids she was starting to excrete, in spite of her fear.
The tentacles massaging her breasts opened their mouths and started to eagerly suck on her nipples. Saliva dripped all over her massive chest, the added lubrication allowing the tentacle between her breasts to slide easier. Two more tentacles with mouths moved over her breasts and slid themselves around the curves of her large melons, tasting every inch of her sweet tit-flesh. This wonderful sensation caused her to breathe more heavily, making her breasts rise and fall in a delightful motion.
The tentacle in her mouth withdrew and joined the other appendages that were tit-fucking her. This allowed another tentacle, which had a penis-shaped tip, to move up to her luscious lips. Not wanting another tentacle in her mouth, Selina clamped her mouth shut. Angered by this resistance, the demon squeezed her thighs tightly until she gave in an opened her mouth.
As the tentacle made its way past her slack lips, Selina realized just how good the limb actually tasted, and despite the fact that it belonged to a demon, the pleasure she felt from the demon’s mouth on her pussy urged her to start sucking on it in lust. Selina was unaware that, by submitting to creature, she allowed his foul magics to begin affecting her mind. The more she gave in to the pleasure, the easier it would be for the beast to enslave her to its will.
The creature lifted its head from between her legs just as she approached orgasm, leaving her wanting more. It then moved one of it free tentacles down towards her crotch. The appendage ended in a huge penisoid head, the sight of which made Selina stop sucking and stare in amazement. The demon pulled its tentacle out of her mouth so she could speak.
Beg for it, whore! I know you want this, slut. BEG FOR IT!!
Her pussy was burning with pleasure and needed fulfillment so badly, that she was no longer able to think clearly. All she wanted was to be satisfied.
"Please, I’ll do anything you want, just stick it in me and make me cum!!" she shouted.
Very good, slave, he chuckled as he slowly pressed the tentacle against her pussy lips.
Selina ached and squirmed when it took what seemed like an eternity for the demon to fully penetrate her. Once he did, she was in pure ecstasy. Nothing had ever felt this good before. She took her now freed arms, grabbed the tentacle and helped it pump in and out of her. It moved agonizing slowly at first, and the beast ignored all of her pleading requests that he increase the pace of his thrusts.
Finally, after twenty minutes of slow exquisite torture, he gave her what she’d begged for, ramming the tentacle all the way up her pussy until it hit the back of her womb and starting to pound her with a furious rhythm. Her whole body bucked in sync with the rhythmic thrusts, her tits bouncing up and down.
"YES! YES! Don’t stop, give me more," she shouted as she approached her first orgasm.
She could feel the climax rising and, using her hands, was pumping the tentacle even faster to try and reach it sooner. Finally it came, her whole body contorting uncontrollably in pleasure as she let out a long moan.
By now the demon had been raping her for almost an hour and her strength was completely drained. She could do nothing but lay there as the creature took liberties even more with her body. It shoved several smaller tentacles into her pussy, alongside the large one, and they opened their mouths and started to suck on her vaginal walls. This sensation caused Selina to begin climaxing repeatedly. As soon as one orgasm would subside, another started. Soon, she was exhausted to the point of barely remaining conscious.
The demon, wanting her to fully experience everything he inflicted on her, decided to pep her up. He inserted the smaller penisoid tentacle into her mouth again, and it immediately shot a load of thick greenish fluid down her throat. Selina instinctively swallowed as much of the warm liquid as she could (though some of it did overflow and run down her cheeks), and almost instantly became more aware of her surroundings.
Would you agree that every woman should be able to experience what you are feeling tonight?
"Yes," she said, by now completely enslaved to the demon, "A woman would have to be insane to reject you," she whimpered.
Then you would be willing to help me spread my pleasures to others? he questioned.
"Yes, I’ll do anything you want, just don’t stop," she begged.
Very well, let us begin then…
He pulled the large tentacle out of her throbbing pussy, then watched her stare in wonder as his lower abdomen split open and revealed a cock that was even bigger than the one on the end of the tentacle that had fucked her. Black ichor dripped from it as the creature pressed it against her waiting pussy. Grabbing hold of her waist, he forcefully pushed past her pussy lips and started slowly sliding it in and out of her. All she could manage to do was moan from the intense pleasure the cock was giving her. Several other tentacles descended down to her stomach and started tasting her sweat as numerous orgasms rolled through her body. After fifteen minutes of leisurely fucking, the beast picked up the pace, forcing Selina to hold on to the headboard to steady herself.
Finally, the demon stopped pumping, thrust his cock as deeply into her as he could, and, with a loud grunt, ejaculated what felt like several gallons of burning semen directly into her womb. Letting out a scream of victory, the enormous creature lowered himself down on top of her and pressed his sucker/mouth against hers, filling it with hundreds of tiny tentacles that caressed her tongue.
Overcome at last with exhaustion, Selina fell into a sound sleep. When she awoke, late in the afternoon, she was shocked to find that her belly had swollen up like she’d suddenly become eight months pregnant. The demon, who was sitting patiently in the corner of the room, twisted its sucker into a parody of a smile and informed her that she would, indeed, soon bear his child. He also said that they would have to find a suitable mate for it.
After several hours of anxious waiting, Selina finally felt her labor pains start. They rapidly escalated in intensity, until the raven-haired thief was experiencing the worst agony of her entire life. Thankfully, however, it lasted only as short time, as the demonic baby practically tore itself out of her womb. Surprisingly, once she’d finishing giving birth, Selina’s strength rapidly returned and she felt wonderfully healthy.
The hideous child (which was male) aged at an astonishing rate, growing to full maturity in several minutes. It then stood up and turned toward its parents, initially speaking mentally in the same manner as its father, even though it could talk normally if it wished.
Have you found a mate for me?
"Yes," said the ensorcelled Selina, "I know the perfect girl… a little pest who's always looked like she really needs a good hard fucking…"
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(II) THE EVIL SPREADS
Batman stood quietly over the cooling body of the dead man lying on the rooftop. What made this murder very disturbing to him was that this was not just any man. It was none other that the infamous Bane, who had come to Gotham for the sole purpose of destroying Batman.
What could have done this? he thought to himself as he examined the battered, dismembered form of the once mighty Bane. It definitely wasn’t someone local. He’d never seen claw marks like the ones that covered the lifeless corpse. He’d have to squeeze his contacts and see if he could find out what was going on in his city.
Batman then descended from the building and headed to the Batmobile. He failed to notice the large figure that was above him, hiding in the deep shadow cast by a nearby billboard.
I was lucky to surprise Bane, but Batman won’t be so easy, thought the young demon. Perhaps I should wait a few days and let my strength grow before eliminating him. Then Gotham will be MINE!
Knowing his father had a much grander design, he would be able to do whatever he wanted in Gotham and not interfere with his father’s plans. But what he really wanted was a chance to do his mother.
Catwoman would be so much fun, he thought as he climbed down the outside of the building to check out a disturbance he’d just noticed taking place in an alley several blocks away.
Barbara Gordon, Batgirl, chased the thug into a dead end alley. Minutes earlier, she had interrupted a gang-related robbery, and when the gang members had fled upon her arrival, this man had unlucky enough to have been the one Batgirl decided to pursue.
"It’s over, Mister," Batgirl stated firmly, as she cautiously advanced on the thug. "You’re trapped. Don’t resist, and you won’t get hurt."
She saw, however, that the thug was staring back at her with an extremely confident look on his face. Something’s wrong here, she thought. Sensing movement behind her, she glanced back over her shoulder and saw that a dozen tough looking men, all dressed in the same gang colors as the punk she’d been about to apprehend, had blocked off the end of the alley. Armed with baseball bats, chains, and knives, they slowly advanced.
The thug, who mere seconds before had seemed to be her helpless target, now sneered at her, "You’re unlucky night, bitch. A very anonymous rich guy’s payin’ us real well to make sure you don’t get in the way anymore. Don’t resist US and YOU won’t feel pain…much." He chuckled as the other men advanced on her.
Angry at herself for allowing herself to be led into such a simple ambush, and even angrier at the punk she’d trapped in the end of the alley, she executed a spin kick which connected with the side of the punk’s head, sending him to the ground unconscious. Now she had to deal with the dozen men at the other end of the alley, who had all started charging her at full speed. She sent two Batarangs flying down the narrow passage that connected with the knees of two her attackers, sending them to the ground in pain. But she was running out of time and space, the remaining ten men were just about upon her and she had nowhere to go and no room to maneuver. Letting her fists fly, she cold-cocked two of them before they knew what hit them, but to no avail. The other eight men overwhelmed her with sheer numbers, and soon had her pinned to the ground.
"Let me go, you good for nothing trash!" Batgirl screamed, "If anything happens to me, Batman will make sure you pay for it!"
"Shut up, bitch," one of them said as he stuffed an old dirty rag into her mouth. "Hey guys," he continued to his fellow thugs, "We can’t let a prime piece of pussy like this go to waste. I say, before we off her, we get ourselves a little action first?" All of them readily agreed.
Several of them pulled out knives and rapidly sliced her uniform free from her body. "Mmmmm, you look good babe. No wonder Batman likes to keep you in his cave!" one of them chuckled as he dropped his pants. "You should feel honored, not every woman gets some of my authentic blacksnake."
Tears welled up in Batgirl’s eyes. She struggled vainly, and tried to scream, but it was all to no avail. She’d always known something like this could happen to her, but her crime fighting activities had been so overwhelmingly successful that the possibility had faded in her mind until it seemed basically non-existent. The slight overconfidence that had resulted had finally caught up with her. She still held out hope that the cavalry (hopefully Batman) would arrive at the last second and save her, but unless they did, she was going to be raped and murdered right here in this dark, smelly alley. She just hoped it would go quickly.
The man who’d bragged about his dick (and it was a rather large specimen) positioned himself between her legs, grabbed her by her hips and slid his large, black cock into her. He started pumping hard and fast, driving his huge member deep into her cunt, which was painfully dry.
Another man started massaging her nice perky breasts. Squeezing them roughly with his strong hands, he leaned down and took one in his mouth. He sucked on it for a while, then starting running his tongue over the soft surface of both her breasts, leaving behind a trail of saliva. He then lightly nibbled on her nipples, causing them to become hard with arousal in spite Batgirl’s definitely non-consenting status.
"Boy, you sure are tight" the man commented as he roughly rammed his cock into her over and over again.
Despite the repulsion she felt for her attackers, her pussy was starting to respond and began to lubricate the man’s cock, allowing it to slide easier and easing the pain it had created. She felt ashamed by her body’s betrayal, and its enjoyment of being gang raped by these lowlifes.
Obviously very excited by his sexual attack, her rapist could not contain himself very long. After only a few short minutes, he felt himself approaching orgasm and thrust deeply within her. As he issued a loud groan of pleasure and release, his penis quivered and dumped its load into her pussy.
"She’s a good one, boys. Who wants seconds?" he said as his he slid his spent cock out of her.
A second man quickly took the first’s place and started to go to town on her wet pussy. At the same time, he slid his hands up her flat stomach until he reached her beautiful breasts, which he massaged with his hands while pounding his cock repeatedly into her cunt. He lasted even less time than the man he’d replaced and soon shot his warm semen deeply into her belly. Several more of the men had their fun with Batgirl in rapid succession, none of them able to contain their excitement for very long.
By this time all of the thugs’ attention was focused entirely on the show in front of them. They failed to notice the large shape that had entered the alleyway, until one of the men was suddenly lifted off the ground, screaming in pain as a claw ripped through his back and exited out his chest, sending a spray of blood throughout the alley. The lifeless man was then dropped to the ground, revealing his attacker.
This demon looked nothing like his father, such is the chaotic nature of such creatures. He more closely resembled a human being; if, that is, a human were ten feet tall, covered in gray scaly skin, and had huge leathery wings protruding from his back.
"I killed Bane!" shouted the demon with its large, fanged mouth. "And I now take his name as my own. Just as I am going to take your lives for my own."
The remaining gang members just stood there in astonishment, too shocked, afraid and confused to act. They were easy prey for the Bane-Demon. In mere seconds he tore them all to pieces, scattering their body parts across the alley. The demon then stared down at the naked form of Batgirl, who lay terrified on the stone ground.
Bane didn’t care what his parents had planned for him. Learning ancient magic! He couldn’t believe his father actually expected him to learn sorcery and use it to enslave the woman he was supposed to knock-up. Too much work. He had a beautiful red-haired woman lying in front of him right now. After dragging her back to his lair and securing her to a bed, she was all ready to go.
"Please, don’t do this to me. I never did anything to hurt you," she begged.
"I don’t care," Bane said. "I’m doing this because I’ll enjoy it. It doesn’t matter what you think, you are inferior to me."
He lowered himself down to her and started biting her nipples with his sharp teeth, causing her creamy skin to turn pink with irritation. Releasing his tongue from his mouth, he wrapped its length around her breasts, tasting the sweet, soft flesh. Again, this stimulation caused Batgirl’s nipples to turn hard with arousal, and again it brought forth feelings of guilt within her.
Moving his face up to hers, he breathed heavily into her face. The noxious breath caused Batgirl’s eyes to water and she started to choke from the foul gas. When her mouth opened, he snaked his tongue down her throat. This huge organ made it impossible for her to breathe and all she could do was lay there and gag as Bane slid his tongue in and out of her throat, leaving behind a foul tasting slime in her mouth.
After what seemed like an eternity, Bane pulled his tongue out of her mouth, allowing her to pant heavily for air. He then moved himself between her legs and started masturbating. She watched his cock grow to an unimaginable size. She was too tired to fight him, however, and knew he was going to have his way with her regardless of what she did. He lifted her yielding legs up, placed them on his shoulders, and pressed his gigantic cock up against her pussy.
"You are wise not resist me, Batgirl," said the demon. "You are about to receive a gift many women will beg to have in the future." With that he flexed his hips forward and slid his cock into Batgirl.
She felt her pussy stretch to its limits, a sharp pain accompanying the demon’s penetration of her. Once the cock’s huge head slid past her pussy lips, however, the pain vanished and she could not deny the pleasure she felt from the demon’s hard, bumpy prick. She cried from the shamefulness and regrets she was feeling, but at the same time her mouth started to let out moans of pleasure as the demon-cock slid across the sensitive walls of her pussy, it’s unusual texture forcing ecstasy upon her.
Bane kept a firm grasp on Batgirl’s small waist with his rough hands as he pistoned his large cock in and out of her, making sure to stimulate her G-spot. By now, the woman was doing all she could to keep from begging for more. The rough texture of his cock on her G-spot was more than she could take. After several minutes of this an orgasm approached and she gave in to the pleasure.
"Yes, Yes!" she shouted as the first climax ripped through her. "Don’t stop, give me more!"
And Bane was more than happy to give her more. Lowering her legs off his shoulders, he spread them wide open, giving him more access to her tender pussy. He then pounded her with everything he had. Batgirl’s lithe frame slid across the bed in sync with his massive thrusts.
After another half-hour of using her tender, young body, he could feel the beginnings of orgasm rise up in him. Gripping her waist again, he gave one last thrust and held himself deep within the exhausted girl. His cock quivered and released its ice-cold semen into her battered womb. Relaxing, he lowered his head and began to lick the tasty sweat off her soft breasts as she lay there panting in exhaustion.
Bane left the bed and went to sit in the corner to await the birth of his child. He sat and feasted on a large rat he’d caught running across the room, a look of alarm gradually crossing his face. As he stared at the unconscious form of Batgirl for several hours, her belly did not begin to swell. Anger began to rise within him. Anger at being inferior; anger at knowing he would never as great as his father.
Losing himself to the rage inside him, he bolted forward from the chair, and with a scream of rage and despair, grabbed the limp form of Batgirl and tossed her like a rag doll across the room. He then raised his clawed hand high above his head and brought it down with all his strength across her lower back, severing her spine and paralyzing her forever. Staring at the mangled girl for several minutes, he began to see the error of what he had done.
Control! he thought, I must learn to control myself, or it will be my undoing.
I was right, Bane’s father thought to himself as he looked away from his crystal ball. My first born is a failure--both stupid and sterile. He is going to get himself killed by Batman in no time. It’s a good thing I decided to reproduce again. Staring at the sleeping form of Catwoman, her belly swollen with another demonspawn, he smiled to himself. Still, I sense Bane has already disrupted the temporal continuity of this universe, which is a benefit to me. As long as he doesn’t get in my way, he isn’t worth the effort to eliminate.
Several days later, Batman stood over the hospital bed of Barbara Gordon. She’d been found in a Dumpster, in the worst part of town, by several police officers and brought here. Setting down her medical chart, he vowed to bring in whoever, or whatever, had done this to her. There was irreparable damage to the nerves in her spine; she would never be able to walk again.
"I’ll take care of you, Barbara," Batman whispered. "I promise no one will ever hurt you again."
Barbara stirred as she awoke from her sleep. "Hello?" she said. There was no response. That’s funny, she thought, I swore I heard someone talking to me.
Outside, Batman scaled down the wall of the hospital to the waiting Batmobile.
Bane stood over the fallen police officer, holding another decapitated officer in his left hand. His right hand was pointed at Commissioner Gordon.
"Tonight you die!" he taunted, "I must not have any order in MY city!"
Gordon unholstered his police issue sidearm and attempted to fire on Bane. Before he could act however, the demon leapt across the room and, with a fierce backhand, sent Gordon flying into the wall. Bane picked up the Commissioner and prepared to deliver the final blow to the injured man. Before that blow connected, however, Bane was sent sprawling to the floor by a strong double kick to his back.
"Who dares!?" Bane shouted in rage as he stood up and turned around to face...Batman.
Wonder Woman landed her invisible jet on top of the headquarters of the Gotham City Police Department. I wonder what type of trouble Batman could be in that he would need to call on me for help? Diana thought as she walked over and turned on the bat signal. Shrinking her jet down to hand size, she pocketed it and waited in the rain for the Dark Knight to show up. She was unaware that he was already otherwise occupied.
Batman’s body seemed too sore to move, but he had to if he wanted to live. The demonic creature that called itself Bane had proven to be much tougher than his initial assessment of it. Crawling off the car he’d landed on after being thrown out the second story window, Batman disappeared into an alley to try and think of another plan of attack.
"Batman, YOU ARE MINE!" Bane shouted as he leapt to the street below, "Come out, wherever you are."
A lone police officer opened the door to the roof of Police Headquarters.
"Wonder Woman," he shouted, out of breath from running up all the stairs, "Thank goodness you’re here. Batman is in trouble, follow me!"
The demon hoped Wonder Woman wouldn’t see through his illusion. Having learned the powers of sorcery in only a few days from his father, the newborn creature was still unsure of his abilities.
He felt relieved when Wonder Woman sat up and said, "Alright, let’s go before it’s too late."
The illusion worked! Now, all he had to do was lead her into the trap and she was his. Soon they were speeding down the street in a patrol car, towards the industrial section of town. When they got to the water treatment center, the "officer" stopped the car and pointed to a large water storage tank.
"Batman is in there," he lied, "Due to the rain and wind, we can’t risk any officers climbing up the side of the tank to get inside and rescue him."
"Don’t worry," said Wonder Woman, "I’ll have him out in no time." As she flew towards the several story tall storage tank, she looked down and saw several police cars and ambulances, with people running between them. Relieved that medical care was nearby, she flew into the top of the tank.
"Whoah!" shouted Diana, as her power of flight suddenly left her and she fell all the way to the bottom of the tank. Standing up and rubbing her head, she looked around as her eyes adjusted to the dim light. The entire place was decorated in occult symbols and idols. She was standing in the middle of a pentagram, which to her horror she found she could not leave. Somehow all her powers were now gone!
Outside, the demon no longer kept up the illusion and the police cars and ambulances disappeared. Entering the tank by an access door at the bottom, he evaluated his prize, which he found much to his liking.
"Well, well," mocked the demon, "It looks like you’ve gotten yourself into a little bit of trouble."
"Let me go, now!" shouted Wonder Woman, "Or by the gods, I swear…UGH!" Her speech was cut short by a powerful blow to her chin.
"I call the shots now," stated the demon, "Submit yourself to my magics, and it will save both of us a lot of trouble."
When she refused, she was wracked with a massive electrical shock from the pentagram that sent her to her knees.
"You see, it is futile of you to resist. Join me and my father, or feel more of the pain I can give you."
Again she refused, and again the pentagram blasted her. This went on for several hours, and eventually the demon decided that this plan of attack wasn’t working. Leaving the storage tank, he drove his car back into town, confident that his prisoner would still be confined in the pentagram when he returned.
Wonder Woman sat in the pentagram for nearly a half-hour, all the time wondering what horrible plans the crazy cop had planned for her. Then, he walked back in dragging a small girl about five or six years old.
"Alright, Princess Diana, open your mind to my magics now, or this little girl is going to have a very painful death!" shouted the aggravated demon. With that, he picked up an old, rusty piece of scrap metal and started to slowly run a sharp edge across the little girl’s throat.
Diana begged him to stop, but the only thing he would say was "Submit!" By this time the little girl was screaming from the pain, and the gash in her neck about two inches long.
"You don’t have much time left, Diana," taunted the demon, "In a few seconds the girl will be dead and it will be ALL YOUR FAULT!" The demon was shouting, extremely upset at Wonder Woman’s refusal to cooperate with him.
Diana, stood rigidly, every muscle in her body tensed, sweat pouring down her face. Finally, she couldn’t take the torture of the girl anymore and she shouted, "Alright, you win!"
As soon as she spoke the words, her hand flew to her temple and she again fell to her knees. Her "willingness" to be subjected to his magic, allowed the demon’s complicated mind-altering spells to take effect on her brain. She sat there for several minutes in a daze, while the demon broke the little girl’s neck with a twist of his powerful hands and left to dispose of the body.
When the demon returned, he walked right up to Diana and wiped a portion of the pentagram away, releasing its physical hold on her and restoring her full super abilities.
"You are free to leave Diana," taunted the demon as he dispelled the illusion of the police officer, revealing his true form to her.
Wonder Woman lifted her head up from her kneeling position and saw what was in front of her. Instead of a police officer, she saw what, at first, appeared to be a large octopus. After a few seconds, she realized that it was only its head. The thing had a large octopus-like head upon its gray, slimy, humanoid body. It had what looked like a large gash right down the center of its chest, but she soon realized that he was not injured and could, in fact, literally open his ribcage to reveal multiple tentacles hidden within. The thing that struck her most though, was the massive cock between its legs. The large, pinkish-gray organ dripped thick goo onto the ground as it started to thicken and grow.
She tried to rise, so she could turn around and run as fast as she could, but to her horror, her body did not respond. As she sat there staring at this beast standing in front of her, she slowly realized most of her no longer wanted to leave!
"I do not wish to go, master," slowly and grudgingly escaped from her lips.
"Very good," he said smiling, "Why don’t you show your appreciation for me by giving me a nice big kiss."
Despite the small corner of her mind that still screamed for her to resist, she slowly rose to her feet and moved towards the creature’s hideous face. He parted his facial tentacles to reveal a circular mouth, surrounded by short bony protrusions. Diana could not believe that she was actually doing this, somehow she felt a desire for this creature. Parting her lips, she touched her mouth to his and slid her tongue into his mouth. He tenderly wrapped his tentacles around her head to hold her against his face, and snaked his long tongue around hers, massaging it lightly.
She felt his large cock through her uniform. It rubbed against her pussy, making her legs weak with desire. The demon shifted his weight and slowly lowered her to the metal floor. His strong hands ran across her toned belly and large breasts then grabbed tightly onto her uniform and tore it from her. All this time, he plunged his tongue into her throat, while she sucked on it fiercely.
He pulled away from her face and she watched, panting heavily, while her lowered his face down to her dark bush.
"I will take you places you’ve only dreamed of," he whispered as he pressed his mouth against her sex.
She gasped as he manipulated her with his tongue. He wrapped his tentacles around her legs and ass to press himself tightly against her. She lay there moaning in pleasure, as he tasted her virgin pussy. He enjoyed her sweet cunt for a half-hour or so, the large chamber filled with the sounds of lustful sighs and fierce sucking. During this time, the demon brought Diana to several orgasms; she wrapped her legs around his massive head and squeezed hard as the pleasure ripped through her body, leaving her exhausted.
He released his head from her pussy and rose above her body. His massive chest began to split open, revealing dozens of tentacles that dripped slime all over her as they waited to be released upon their prey. He lowered himself down onto her and clamped the sides of his ribcage against her body, getting a secure hold. Her whole torso was submerged in a mass of tentacles and suckers. Her whole body seemed to be on fire with pleasure as she was explored. She could feel them tasting her large breasts, many suckers clamping onto the massive orbs, enjoying the soft, tender skin. Several tentacles slid between her luscious mounds and began to titty-fuck her. She could feel her flat, hard stomach being tickled as multitudes of tentacles explored the smooth surface; several others clamped on and started to lick her sweet flesh.
The demon ran his large hands up and down her long, beautiful legs, taking pleasure in exploring every fine curve of the smooth skin. Gripping her thighs tightly, her slowly spread her legs open and positioned his massive organ against her burning pussy. Diana gasped in anticipation; she needed satisfaction now more than anything else. With a long powerful stroke, he penetrated the submissive woman. Destroying her virginity, he forced his cock all the way into her. Diana winced at the pain of her hymen being pierced, but quickly settled back into the lustful sighs forced upon her by her demonic lover.
The demon rammed into her with long, forceful, strokes. Any normal woman would have been seriously hurt by such a barrage, but Wonder Woman’s superhuman durability allowed him to give her everything he had without injuring her. Being held in place by his ribcage, he was easily able to penetrate her completely, his body slamming against her violated pussy.
Wonder Woman again wrapped her legs around him and helped him thrust into her. It felt so good, and she wanted more. They fucked for hours, Diana orgasming multiple times, until she was so exhausted that she just lay there as the demon had his way with her.
Separating his body from hers, he closed his ribcage. Pressing his mouth against her tender breasts, he wrapped his facial tentacles around her body and sucked hard, the bony protrusions in his mouth stimulating her nipple. He ran his mouth all over both her tits, leaving them completely coated in warm saliva.
He grabbed the woman’s small hands and held them over her head, holding them there as he pounded her, getting ready to orgasm. Holding himself deeply within her, his cock began to vibrate for several seconds then started pouring its load into her for several minutes. So much of it filled her pussy that the hot, burning fluid ran out of her and joined the pool of sweat and slime that she was laying in.
He lay on top of her for quite some time, thinking about the many pleasures still to be had with her body. Eventually, the exhausted woman’s belly began to swell. The demon smiled, knowing that his child would be made very powerful by the Amazonian powers flowing through its mother’s body.
After searching around for several minutes he saw Batman, lying unconscious at the end of an alley. Finally, thought Bane, I can’t believe how good this bastard is at hiding. The demon confidently strode down the ally to make his kill, but suddenly there was a bright flash, accompanied by loud bang. The explosion sent a large Dumpster flying into the surprised Bane, knocking him back several feet.
Meanwhile, Batman, who had been feigning unconsciousness, used his swing line to escape from the alley and attempt to get to safety. His wounds were getting the best of him, already starting to become infected. Batman suspected that Bane secreted some sort of infectious fluid on his claws.
Full of anger, Bane threw the Dumpster off his body. He was beginning to realize that, even injured, Batman was a powerful foe. Making his was down the street, he started to zero in on Batman, who was now having trouble walking.
Seeing Bane closing in on him, Batman knew he needed to slow him down. He pulled out several Batarangs and launched them with the little strength he had left. They did hit their mark, but in his weakened state, Batman couldn’t put enough force behind his throws to actually hurt Bane.
Bane finally reached the crippled Batman, and began to punish him with several powerful blows. Grabbing the barely conscious man, he lifted him up above his head, only to bring him down hard upon an extended knee. Bane walked off laughing, as Batman lay on the cold, wet cement, his back and spirit both broken. Slowly he slipped into darkness, as his body could no longer go on.
Bruce Wayne awoke in his bed at Wayne Manor. Alfred stood over him.
"It’s good to have you back in the world of the living, Master Bruce," Alfred said, "An old friend is here to see you." He motioned over to the door. Moving into Batman’s view was a man with a large yellow and red "S" on his chest…
Selina Kyle leaned against her lover, licking the tasty slime off his skin as he stared into his crystal ball.
Bane, is starting to cause me a great deal of trouble, her demonic master thought. Because of him, Superman is now in town. I’ll have to make sure he is eliminated soon. Fortunately, my second son has produced outstanding results. Soon my grandchild will be powerful enough to destroy the major power-players of this universe without revealing my own existence. He grabbed the enslaved Selina and set her on her bed.
Stay here, he told her, I must make sure Superman is taken care of before he causes me too much trouble.
"Hurry back," she said to him. "I’ll be waiting for you." She lay there rubbing herself as he left the room.
Soon, he was deep underground, staring at an apparently normal chunk of rock. However, his magic allowed him to see the "treasure" inside it. A large creature, bound in a green containment suit, lay imprisoned in the rock, waiting to break free and wreak havoc once again.
It is time to release the Armageddon Monster, thought the demon, deeply satisfied that its plans would soon come to fruition…
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(III) BATMAN TRIUMPHANT
Several days after regaining consciousness, Batman was up and walking again. He had been in a coma for several weeks, which had given doctors ample time to replace his damaged vertebrae (from Bruce Wayne’s "unfortunate fall down the stairs") with artificial reinforced joints. Luckily his nerves hadn’t been damaged, or he would have ended up like Barbara Gordon, who had permanently lost the use of her legs.
When he finally made his return to the Batcave, he found Superman already there waiting for him.
"What’s going on down here?" asked Batman as he walked into the cave with the aid of a walking cane.
"I don’t want anything like this to happen to you again," replied Superman, "So I’ve had something special put together for you." Saying that, Superman set down the large case he was carrying.
Batman’s curiosity was aroused as Superman opened the large container. Inside was a very impressive suit of armor that copied the general design of his Bat-costumes.
"This should provide you with the protection and firepower you’ll need to take down this new ‘Bane’," said Superman, "I’d like to stick around for a while longer, but something major’s just popped up in Coast City, and I have to get going."
"Hal Jordan can’t handle it?" replied Batman as he admired the armor.
"That’s just it, Hal’s nowhere to be found," said Superman. "A large creature’s gone on a rampage, destroying everything in sight. He put Martian Manhunter in the hospital yesterday, so he’s obviously not a lightweight. There’ve been some sketchy reports of a creature that resemble the description you gave of Bane in the old industrial part of town, you might want to start your search there."
"Thanks, I wish you luck old friend," replied Batman as he shook hands with Superman.
"Thanks," said Superman as he made his way towards the door and Coast City. [Note: Superman’s story will be covered in the next installment]
Batman spent the next several hours getting used to the new suit. The armor would provide the protection he needed against Bane; the claws and enhanced strength would help him on the offensive. Departing the cave, he began to press his contacts to the whereabouts of his demonic adversary.
Zealot looked around confused, her long white hair flowing as she whipped her head side to side in order to survey her surroundings. One second she’d been fighting daemonites, then there had been a flash and a momentary feeling of disorientation, and the next thing she knew she was here in this city. The tall, gothic buildings were totally unfamiliar to her, and she knew she was in someplace strange.
Unbeknownst to her, however, was that she had been brought here for a very specific purpose.
On a roof above her, the demon sat next to his newborn son. Since Wonder Woman was his son’s mother, he’d felt it was fitting to name the child ‘Zeus,’ to mock the ruler of the Greek gods. He had pulled Zealot out of her own universe to show his son the power and usefulness of sorcery. The young Zeus needed little encouragement to descend down towards his prize.
When the demon landed on the otherwise empty street in front of Zealot, she was momentarily startled, but quickly recovered and fell back upon the familiar, assuming what was happening to her must be some kind of daemonite trick. "You will die, daemonite!" she shouted, and charged the creature.
The demon did nothing to stop her as she swung her sword with all her might towards its neck. Upon making contact, the blade merely shattered against his supernaturally strong flesh. Undaunted in her efforts, she proceeded to attempt to subdue her foe with martial arts, but he seemed unaffected by any of her powerful blows.
His amusement at her futile efforts soon wore off, and Zeus sent Zealot sprawling with a single blow from his powerful fist. He grabbed the stunned girl by her ankle and proceeded to drag her back to a secure lair.
When Zealot awoke, the first thing she noticed was the awful pounding in her head. Surveying her surroundings, she saw she was in a large room that had metal walls, floor and ceiling; possibly it was a warehouse of some kind. She was bound with mancles, which were in turn securely fastened to the floor. Next to her, a dark-haired woman lay on her back enjoying the attentions of a large grotesque creature that was pounding his massive cock into her. It took Zealot several moments to realize that she recognized the woman from their previous encounter. She was the Amazon from a parallel universe who had called herself ‘Wonder Woman’.
As actual fear began to settle in, Zealot started quickly looking around for a means of escape. Just then, however, the daemonite that had defeated her in the alley suddenly appeared at her feet. The fearsome creature stood proudly, as if admiring his catch. His arms were now almost completely covered in masses of long black tentacles. His large mouth smiled, showing his many sharp teeth. His two large red eyes stared lustfully at the captive woman.
Driven by the sounds of Wonder Woman and his father, he moved towards the now terrified Zealot. Kicking and screaming, the woman did everything she possibly could to keep the horrible thing off her. It did not help. Several tentacles grabbed her legs and held them still with their mighty strength. Her years of training had crafted her body into perfect shape; every inch of it was firm and tight, just ripe for the taking.
A tentacle wrapped around her neck and started to squeeze. Soon Zealot felt lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. This allowed Zeus to slide a tentacle into her unresisting mouth. Keeping the poor girl on the edge of consciousness, he mercilessly slammed the tentacle deep into her throat with hard, powerful strokes. The tentacle eventually stopped its punishment of Zealot’s throat, but as it withdrew, it shot sticky, white goo into her mouth and over her face.
The demon released his hold on Zealot’s neck, and the woman slowly began to return to her senses. She gagged on the ejaculate still in her mouth and reflexively swallowed most of it, feeling it burn her battered throat all the way down.
The creature gazed deeply into her eyes, and she could feel his foul magic attempting to destroy her resolve. Zealot could feel demonically induced lust rising up within her.
"NO!" she yelled, her years of coda training having done much to strengthen her will, "I will not be your puppet!" This outburst earned her a hard smack across the side of her head. While she lay dazed from the blow, she could feel her bright red outfit being torn from her body.
Zeus effortlessly snapped the bindings holding her to the ground and lifted her body into the air. Tentacles secured her arms and legs as she was set down on Zeus’ lap, her back pressed against his firm, muscled chest. Zealot was instantly brought back to full awareness of her surroundings by a sharp pain in her groin when she was brutally penetrated.
"If you will not submit to me," shouted Zeus, "Then you will feel my wrath!" He began a rhythm of lifting her tight body into the air, then slamming it down on his large member. The pain was almost unbearable, and Zealot screamed in agony as she was mercilessly raped. To Zeus, her abused body felt wonderful wrapped tightly around his cock. He continued slamming into her without regard to what she could accommodate, enjoying her pussy sliding along his penis.
Her large bouncing breasts caught the attention of several lecherous tentacles. Her firm mounds were soon wrapped in several tentacles, which rubbed the soft, white flesh. Soon a large tentacle moved in front of her, swaying back and forth as it seemed to stare at her beautiful breasts. The end of the tentacle slowly opened, and thick slime dripped out as a long tongue-like appendage extended out of it, moving slowly towards her large orbs. It began to lick her, passing its tongue slowly over her nipples, sampling each breast in turn. Soon the tentacle moved closer to her, clamping the mouth over one of her dark nipples and sucking gently.
The rape continued for what seemed like hours; Zealot’s body was finally drained of energy, and she could no longer fight the demon. She sat limply in his lap as he continued to enjoy the pleasures of her body, his roving hands leaving no area unexplored. Soon, she heard his breathing become labored and felt his pacing speed up. She knew he was going to ejaculate inside of her, but there was nothing she could do. He continued to pound into her for several more minutes, her shapely ass slamming against his body. Then he stopped, his tentacles holding her tightly against his sweaty body. She could feel his cock quivering as it began to empty its load into her. The semen seemed to burn like liquid fire as it coated her womb, some of the thick, foul substance flowing out and running down her legs.
Zeus laid Zealot’s limp body down on the ground, while his father positioned Wonder Woman between her legs. Diana eagerly ran her tongue across Zealot’s firm legs, unabashedly licking up her son’s cum. Her own lover’s cock within her drove her to further acts of lust. Pressing her face into Zealot’s white patch of hair, she began to lick the woman while massaging her creamy ass with her powerful hands. Diana began to slide up Zealot’s body, running her tongue along Zealot’s firm stomach, occasionally planting a tender kiss. She eventually reached Zealot’s lovely breasts, which she hastily took into her mouth while mashing them together with her hands.
Wonder Woman dipped her tongue into Zealot’s slack mouth while at the same time helping her lover position his massive cock against Zealot’s womanhood. She heard Zealot moan slightly as she was penetrated, and felt the woman’s body sliding underneath her from the massive penetrations. The demon took turns penetrating the two lovely women while his tentacles explored the rest of their bodies. Finally, Diana felt her lover began to cum inside her.
"Yes!" she screamed as he grabbed her waist and pushed deeply into her, spraying his boiling, evil seed into her again.
Batman stood in the desolate industrial section of town. Before him lay the corpse of a young girl, almost completely covered with mud. Large, inhuman footprints led to and from the unfortunate girl. Batman’s fist began to clench itself tightly as anger rose up within him from this terrible crime.
"I’ve finally found you, Bane," whispered the Dark Knight as he began to track the large footprints in the mud.
Zeus had almost finished loading the two women’s limp forms into the invisible plane when he heard his father cry out in pain from inside the storage facility. He bolted towards his father, worried about what could have happened to him.
Batman was surprised when the trail he was following led to another demonic creature, and not Bane. It didn’t matter, however, his tactics worked just as well against this creature as they should have against his intended target. The creature was currently trying to stand up from the powerful blow it had received, a glowing blade sticking out from its shoulder. He'd been right, these things were vulnerable to Kryptonite!
Great, he thought, Now all I have to do is find an endless supply of the stuff, like it’s just lying around everywhere.
Charging the demon, Batman executed an uppercut to its face. The strength from his new armor knocked the demon several feet into the air, until it fell back down onto its back. Being weakened by the Kryptonite, its skin was broken and blood ran down its chest.
Just then, Zeus entered the chamber, shouted "Father!" and prepared to charge at Batman.
Before he could though, his demonic father’s cries stopped him. "Zeus, you must escape. You are too important to the master’s plans. Don’t worry about me, you will have your chance for revenge. GO!!" Standing up on shaky legs, the demon turned to once again face Batman.
Zeus reluctantly left the fight and made his way to Diana’s invisible jet. He felt like a coward for running, but his father was right. His power would be needed elsewhere, and he would eventually get a chance to come back to Gotham.
Back in the metal room, several tentacles shot out and wrapped themselves around Batman. He struggled for several minutes while they tried to crush him in their powerful grip. Finally remembering the added abilities his new armor gave him, he extended the suit’s wings, their razor sharp edges slicing through his bonds, causing them to fall harmlessly to the ground.
The demon screamed in pain and shock as his limbs were dismembered. It stood there in a daze, barely aware of his foe’s actions. A sharp pain spread across his chest when a projectile fired by Batman penetrated deeply into him. As he collapsed to the floor, he saw Batman leaving the building. He was only vaguely aware of the beeping sound from the bomb stuck in his chest.
As Batman left the area in the Batmobile, a large explosion went off in the background. So, there was more than one of them, he thought. The next few days were going to be very interesting indeed.
Supergirl floated gently down to land on the dark streets of Gotham. Superman was needed in Coast City, but had called her to request that she come to help Batman. After taking a short rest, she once again took to the air, intending to cross the city to Gotham Police Headquarters and the Bat Signal. During her flight, an eerie light shining through one of the windows of a tall office building caught her attention. She flew closer to investigate what was going on.
Caitlin Fairchild lay on the office floor, disorientated by what had just happened to her. Seconds ago she was helping her friends, then the ground seemed to fall away beneath her, and now she was here. She stared up at the hole above her that seemed to be some kind of tear in the fabric of reality. Looking through it, she could see the rest of her Gen13 teammates succumbing to the attack by DV8. Their obvious surprise at her sudden disappearance was hampering their ability to defend themselves. She got to her feet as quickly as she could and leapt for the dimensional portal, but the glowing doorway faded just before she reached it, sending her falling ungracefully to the floor.
While she was trying to untangle herself from the chairs she’d landed on, Supergirl flew into the office through the open window.
"Stay where you are, thief!" shouted Supergirl.
"Huh? Wha…?" answered a startled Fairchild, "No…wait a minute, I don’t even know how I got here. I’m no thief."
Looking around. Supergirl saw that nothing in the office seemed to disturbed, except for the several chairs that the poor girl was in the process of removing herself from. She quickly decided that the girl was either the most inept thief she’d ever seen, or she was telling the truth. The fact that she was dressed in a green uniform that looked a bathing suit that also covered her shoulders and arms, added a great deal of weight to the latter explanation.
After the young, well-endowed redhead freed herself from the chairs, she explained her story to Supergirl. She stuck to the basics and it didn’t take the two women all that long to figure out that Fairchild came from a different world, a fact Supergirl could readily believe since she herself was from a pocket dimension that contained a parallel Earth. She told Fairchild that eventually they would find a way to send her home, but at the moment there were more pressing matters.
"You’re superhuman strength would be very useful, Fairchild, will you help me?" asked Supergirl after she explained the situation, "Batman really needs all the help he can get."
"Sure," stated Fairchild, "It’s not like I have anywhere to go right now."
It was just a short flight to Police Headquarters, and soon the two girls were waiting next to the activated Bat Signal. It didn’t take long for the armored Dark Knight to arrive, and introductions were rapidly made.
Batman took quite some time to explain what little he knew of their adversaries’ nature, bluntly emphasizing the possible threat to the two girls. This made Fairchild nervous. She was still a virgin and really didn’t want one of these sick creatures to get a hold of her. She decided to be extra careful for however long it took to take them down.
"I need you two to explore the city for me. It’s too big for me to be everywhere at once," stated Batman, "If you see any unusual creatures, don’t engage them. Find me, I know how to destroy them. If you should spot Catwoman, let her know of the threat. I’m afraid that she might already have fallen prey to them, since she hasn’t been spotted in the city for weeks now, and that isn’t her style."
"Alright, good luck Batman," said Supergirl, "Let’s go, Caitlin." With that she grabbed Fairchild around the waist and took off into the night.
The demon who had started it all chuckled to himself as he turned away from his crystal ball. They want to take Catwoman from me, do they. Well, those two beautiful vixens are in for a big surprise.
Selina, wake up, he telepathically commanded her, Your master has need of you.
Supergirl landed on the roof of a skyscraper, responding to Caitlin’s call that she thought she’d seen a woman dressed in purple run across the rooftop. The two women spent several minutes searching the rooftop, without any success.
"Catwoman, are you here? We’re looking for you at Batman’s request," shouted Supergirl in one last desperate attempt to find the daring thief on the roof. "He needs to warn you of a serious threat, we are not going to arrest you."
Finally, the elusive Catwoman stepped out from behind some ductwork. She held her whip defensively as her purple bodysuit reflected the light of the full moon. "Alright, say what you will." she said.
She listened intently to the two women as they explained about the demonic creatures stalking the city, distracting them while her beloved master moved unnoticed behind the two unsuspecting women. Then he struck.
Fairchild screamed when several dark, slimy tentacles wrapped around her and lifted her into the air. More out of fear than anything else, she thrust out her powerful legs and kicked the thing squarely in the chest. She fell to the floor and her attacker flew back into a wall from the force of her blow. As it rose and started to shake off the effects of the kick, Supergirl flew into him, connecting with her fist and knocking back to the ground.
The demon was starting to get mad at being thrown around by these inferior beings. With a loud roar, he "regained his feet" (not really an accurate description since he didn’t have feet and slithered like a slug, but you get the idea) and shot several tentacles out towards the airborne Supergirl. Straining with everything he had, he forced Supergirl to fly directly into a brick wall. She lay there stunned for a second, unable to see because her long, bright red cape had wrapped around her head during the crash. While Supergirl struggled to get to her feet, the demon scanned the rooftop for the other woman. He spotted the green-clad redhead jumping onto another rooftop.
I’ve got to get out of here, thought the terrified Fairchild as she fled from the hideous creature. She thought again about what Batman had said they did to their female victims. She definitely did not want that to happen to her.
While the demon was still focusing on the fleeing Fairchild, several bricks slammed into the side of his head, propelled by Supergirl’s telekinesis. Turning around, he saw Supergirl facing him, standing confidently as she sized up her foe. As she stood with her chest stuck out, her magnificent breasts looked very impressive, gently rising and falling underneath the tight material of her "S" with each breath.
Not wanting to lose this prize, he sprang into action, his slug-like lower body proving to be surprising agile. The two combatants let out a cry as they charged each other, both raising a fist to pummel their opponent when they neared.
Catwoman ducked behind a structure on the roof to avoid any flying debris that might be created when two opponents met. She heard a tremendous crash, and felt the vibration through the building, as the two warriors collided. After that there was silence. She slowly peeked her head around the corner and smiled when she saw her master leaning over the prone, unconscious form of Supergirl.
Fairchild finally made her way off the rooftops and down to the street below. Odd, I’ve never tired out this easily before, she thought as she breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath. I feel bad about running out on Supergirl, I hope she’s all right. I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.
Continuing down the street, she wondered what she should do next. After several more steps, her legs suddenly felt like lead. Her thoughts became cloudy, and she could no longer focus her vision. Soon she fell to the ground, succumbing to the effects of the demonic slime that had been secreted onto her pale skin by the tentacles that had grabbed her.
Bane stood amidst several overturned police cars, many officers lying dead at his feet. He stood there, covered in drying blood, relishing his victory.
"Don’t get too cocky" came a voice from behind the blood-lusting demon.
Turning around to face his new challenger, he could barely make out a form in the shadows. Slowly, his opponent moved out into the light cast by the surrounding street lamps. The first thing Bane was able to make out was the gold highlights around the figure’s shoulders and waist. The rest of him emerged cautiously, but soon a man encased in black armor could be plainly seen. The demon saw long blades extending from the man’s right arm, and the projectile launcher mounted on the left. Scanning up his foe, he noticed the red, thermo-sensitive eyes set within the head…of a BAT!
Angered at the taunts Batman had sent toward him, he charged recklessly at his opponent. Closer and closer he came, and his opponent still didn’t move. BAM! He charged through the holographic image and smashed headfirst into the brick wall behind it.
As he stood there, recovering from the injury, a dark winged form descended on him from above. Batman landed on Bane’s back, wrapping his arms around the demon’s unprotected neck. He squeezed with everything he had, forcing the muscle enhancers in his suit to push to their limit. Bane dropped to his knees as the oxygen slowly left his body--even a demon still needed to breathe.
Nearing unconsciousness, Bane knew he had only one chance to survive. Pushing up with all the strength he had left, he slammed his back up against the wall, crushing Batman between him and the building. The Dark Knight reeled from the pain, the injury in his lower back letting him know how close he’d come to another tragedy. Dropping to the ground, Batman was an easy target for Bane to begin pummeling again and again.
Grabbing Batman by the neck, he lifted him into air with one hand. "What do you have to say now, knowing that this time you’re going to die!" shouted the angry Bane.
Batman calmly brought his gaze up to meet Bane’s. Opening his mouth, he spoke, "I know your weakness." With that, the projectile launcher dropped a large chunk of Kryptonite at Bane’s feet.
Instantly, Bane fell to his knees and released the Dark Knight from his grip. As he struggled against the power of the radiation being emitted by the glowing green Kryptonite, he began to notice the strong smell of gasoline. Looking up, he saw that Batman had punctured the fuel tanks of the ruined police cars, and was making a circle of gasoline around the pitiful demon.
Lighting a match, Batman watched with no emotion, as the demon struggled to stand. Dropping the match, he quickly stepped back, watching as flames sprang up and rapidly engulfed the beast. Satisfied that the demon would not escape from his fiery torment, Batman turned and slowly walked away. Behind him he could hear the sound of the roaring flames almost, but not quite, drowning out Bane’s painful cries as the fire slowly consumed him.
Barbara, you’ve been avenged, he thought. But it’s not over yet.
Fairchild slowly opened her eyes. Her mind was still a little foggy and she wasn’t quite sure how she’d gotten wherever she was. Her whole body felt numb and she could barely move. As her vision focused, she could tell she was lying on a bed in a very fancy, very expensive bedroom. When she noticed the cat theme present in the room’s decoration, things began to come back to her. Suddenly very afraid, she stood up from the bed to try and make her escape. But her legs would not support her and, with a loud thump, she fell to the richly carpeted floor.
The door to the room opened, and a beautiful dark-haired woman entered dressed only in panties and a tight nightgown that was too short for her. "You finally woke up," she said cheerfully as she walked up to the prone girl.
Though her mind was still a little clouded, Fairchild recognized the woman’s voice--it was Catwoman’s. Lifting her up, she placed Fairchild back upon the bed.
"Don’t worry about my master," said Selina, "It’ll be very enjoyable, trust me. I know from experience; lots of experience."
She noticed Fairchild was sweating from her terror. "Poor girl," stated Selina. "You look like you’re a little too hot. Let me get this off for you." She reached down towards Fairchild’s one-piece costume, which reminded her very much of a bathing suit. Grabbing the zipper, she slowly unzipped the green outfit.
Soon, Fairchild lay naked on the bed. She blushed with embarrassment, noticing that Catwoman was eyeing her lustfully.
"Why don’t we get you warmed up for the day’s festivities," said Selina as she straddled the prone girl and raised her nightgown up and over her head.
Fairchild couldn’t move her body at all, and lay there in tears as Selina lowered her mouth towards her monstrous breasts. She let out a quick, sharp breath when she felt Selina’s lips press against her left tit, the warm, wet feeling felt very alien to her. Selina closed her lips over the lovely, dark nipple and began to run her tongue over it, causing the nipple to become hard. Selina thought about how she had never desired to be with a woman before she met her master, but he had opened up so many new pleasures. She ran her mouth over the soft curves of the massive breasts, savoring the taste of Fairchild’s sweat. She then buried her face between the soft mounds and began to slide her moist tongue along the soft flesh there.
While Selina lay on top of the hard body of Fairchild, the door to the bedroom opened. Fairchild gasped at the sight of the demon. Selina slowly raised her head up and turned around to look at her master. Turning back to Fairchild, she spoke.
"Just remember, it’s best if you don’t resist him. Enjoy what he’s about to give you, it’ll be better than anything in your wildest dreams." Getting off the bed, Selina moved to a chair in the corner of the room and prepared to watch the show.
Fairchild trembled in absolute terror as the large creature moved towards her, sliding along on its slug-like body. Lifting his hands, the redhead could see that he was holding the unconscious form of Supergirl. He set her on the large bed next to Fairchild, and began to slide his hands up the slender body of the sleeping blonde. When he reached the neckline of Supergirl’s outfit, he grabbed the top of the blue and red uniform and, with one quick motion, ripped the front of it open, revealing her soft, white breasts.
Supergirl started to regain consciousness. She looked up and saw what was being done to her. In anger, she attempted to rise and strike her attacker, but found that her body did not respond.
Sensing something peculiar about her thoughts, the demon probed deeply into her mind with his sorcerous mental abilities. He discovered that Supergirl’s mind was actually two different personalities co-existing as one--Supergirl’s original consciousness, and that of a young woman named Linda Danvers. At the moment, the Supergirl personality was the dominant one, but a quick scan revealed that "Linda" was much more to his liking.
Hello, Linda, the demon sent the thoughts into Supergirl’s mind. Yes, I know about your other personality. Linda, come forth, let me know your thoughts. While it was difficult for him to actually take control of a mind that had not submitted to him, it was child’s play to boost the strength of the personality of Linda Danvers, allowing it to overpower that of Supergirl.
Before she had merged with Supergirl, Linda had been a member of a hedonistic cult that had committed murders purely for the sexual thrill of it, and had communed with certain demonic spirits. This had given Linda some knowledge of occult lore, and she recognized the creature that towered above her. It was an ancient demon of great power that had terrorized the country of Japan many centuries ago. The best translation of his Japanese name was ‘Chaos.’
By the time he was finally imprisoned within a gemstone, Japan lay in near total ruin (history books attributed the destruction to a calamitous series of natural disasters) and many of its women had been impregnated with the demon’s spawn. It was many years before the last of his demonic children was hunted down and destroyed, finally ending the reign of terror for what was thought to be forever.
Linda immediately recognized her fate, and knew that there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Relax, and enjoy what I give to you, Chaos told the girls. I want you both to experience pleasure. Pleasure I can’t give you if you resist.
He lowered his head towards Linda’s exposed chest. The thousands of tiny tentacles explored her breast as he took it within his mouth. He circled his tongue around her soft breast, pressing against it softly. The sucking sound made Fairchild sick to her stomach as she witnessed the spectacle occurring next to her. Chaos took turns suckling each of Linda’s breasts, running his mouth over the gentle curves. Soon her breasts glistened from the coat of saliva and her nipples stood erect.
A tentacle moved towards Linda’s face and hovered in front of her mouth, its penisoid head dripping fluid onto her bright red lips. Suck it, entered her mind. Don’t resist me, I don’t want to get angry.
Reluctantly, Linda opened her small mouth, afraid of what would happen if she didn’t. The impatient tentacle, quickly dove into her mouth, and pressed itself tightly against her tongue. The taste was so good that Linda found herself not minding when the invader began exploring her throat. And explore her throat it did. Pushing its way deep into her mouth, it began to spurt its load into her, which she instinctively swallowed.
Linda felt the lower half of her uniform being torn away. With her skirt gone, there was nothing left to identify her as Supergirl. Several tentacles wrapped around her firm thighs and began to massage them while slowly spreading them apart. She felt Chaos’ warm, slimy body press itself up against her crotch. Then she felt a pressure against her pussy as his large penis began to press against her blonde snatch. The cock slid slowly all the way into her body, and Linda moaned in pleasure as she was penetrated. It felt so good, and even though it meant the imprisoning of her soul, she desired more.
Chaos loved having such powerful girls at his disposal today. He didn’t have to hold back like he did with Catwoman, these two would be able to take everything he had and not be torn apart.
"Please don’t stop," Linda said quietly as her body slowly slid along the bed from the penetrations.
Chaos’ hands slipped up her legs and grasped themselves firmly around her small waist. He would slowly slide himself out of her, then with all his might, ram his member deeply into the tight girl. She repeatedly shouted "Yes!" as he had his way with her, her desire giving him complete control over her, but she no longer cared.
He punished the girl for about a half-hour while Fairchild looked on, terrified. Stopping just before Linda orgasmed, he pulled out of her. Now, it would not be fair for us to ignore the other guest would it? entered Linda’s mind. Chaos set the exhausted girl aside and moved Fairchild until she was positioned in front of him.
"Let me go," whimpered the terrified girl.
In a few short minutes, you won’t want to go, said the demon as he sent the thoughts into her mind.
Unraveling several tentacles, they wrapped themselves around her mammoth tits. Their mouths lewdly explored every inch of the massive mounds. Two clamped onto her nipples, sucking hard on them as the rest ran themselves along her soft curves.
Fairchild continued to whimper in fright as Chaos lowered his face between her long, firm legs. Grabbing her knees, he spread her legs apart and pressed his mouth against her red-haired snatch. Fairchild’s legs quivered from the sensations she was feeling. Her inexperienced body had never felt anything like this before, and it could not resist the pleasure. Between her sobs, Fairchild would occasionally let out a soft sigh as her pussy was expertly manipulated by the demon.
A large tentacle slid itself between her breasts, while others mashed them together. It ran up and down her chest with long, rapid strokes. The tentacle between her tits, entering her sight, interrupted Fairchild’s view of her glistening breasts. Soon, it began spitting cum on her neck and chin as it fucked her large breasts.
Beside the demon and his latest victim, Selina and Linda sat on the bed in a tight embrace, their breasts mashed together. They explored each other’s mouths eagerly with their tongues while their lips pressed together. Linda slid down, running her tongue along Selina’s neck and chest, eventually stopping at her large tanned breasts. Bobbing her head up and down, she lapped the sweat off the delicious mounds. Then, Selina slowly lay down onto her back and placed her small hands on the back of Linda’s head, guiding the girl down to her wet pussy. Linda pressed her face into the dark hair between Selina’s legs, exploring the folds of her cunt with her tongue, swallowing the honey that flowed out.
Fairchild’s eyes widened as Chaos split his body open again and the huge penis slowly slid out. He set the erect member on her stomach and ran it along her washboard abs for several minutes, leaving behind a trail of sticky slime, letting the poor girl imagine such a large cock penetrating her. Eventually, he moved it down between her legs and pressed against her virgin pussy.
I am going to be your first lover, taunted Chaos, Now no one else will want you.
Holding tightly onto her legs, he slowly pushed into the girl. Blood trickled out as he pierced her virginity with ease and kept on going, a full twelve inches entering into the young girl. Wanting to fully dominate Fairchild, he maneuvered his penis against her G-spot. Fairchild felt a warmth rise up within her body. She was feeling very confused, and slowly the fear started to melt away as pure ecstasy was forced upon her. The demon pumped relentlessly into the girl, her tight pussy wrapped around his massive tool.
Fairchild held out for fifteen more minutes, but her willpower finally gave in, unable to withstand the pleasure. Forever forsaking her free will, she embraced the sensations and began to beg for Chaos not to stop. He had no intention of doing that; in fact, he slid another tentacle down between her legs and forced it into her beside his penis. This new intruder made its way directly towards her most sensitive area and began to suck fiercely. This was too much for Fairchild and she lay there in orgasm, her teeth clenched as her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
The demon rammed himself into the girl for several hours, never cumming. By now, Fairchild was utterly exhausted and lay there limply as he enjoyed her ripe, young body. He slid a tentacle past her slack lips, and the limb opened its own mouth and began to suck on her tongue, tenderly pulling on it. Tired as she was, Fairchild tightened her lips around the tentacle and sucked on it like a whore.
The other two girls had exhausted each other and lay together in a peaceful sleep. Waking them up, Chaos positioned Linda on top of Fairchild. Many tentacles ran between the two girl’s bodies, tasting their breasts. Linda leaned down and ran her tongue along the tentacle in Fairchild’s mouth, occasionally kissing the girl’s cheeks and forehead.
Chaos brought forth a second penis from his body and once again entered Linda’s eager pussy. Wrapping a tentacle around the two girls, he pistoned both their bodies together, ramming into them.
Picking up Selina, he held his first lover against his body. She pressed her face against his mouth and sucked on his tongue as it entered her mouth. Her body began to bounce up and down when the demon produced a third penis and started ramming into her from below.
All three girls were at Chaos’ disposal. He enjoyed them for quite some time, bringing them all to orgasm multiple times. They were all covered in sweat and slime as the tentacles continued to explore their willing bodies.
Eventually, he spasmed into Selina, some of the burning cum dripping out of her and onto the girls below. The demon placed Selina back on the bed, where she lay quietly, waiting for her next child to be born.
He continued on with the other two girls, intending to impregnate them in a way that would produce even more powerful children, but that Selina’s normal human body would not be able to withstand. Using his powerful hands he rammed into Fairchild, while two tentacles grabbed Linda’s arms, and pounded her onto the other massive penis, her breasts swinging freely as her body pistoned back and forth.
After several more hours of relentlessly drilling the exhausted girls, he reached the end of his efforts. Both penises began to swell as a large embryo traveled down them. Reaching the now unconscious girls’ pussies, they slowly forced their way inside them. With a loud sigh of relief, Chaos finally deposited the embryos into the girls.
He withdrew and lay down to rest on the bed, all three of his slaves slept peacefully, hugging his body. He and Selina would have to watch over the girls for several days, while the greater demons growing in their bodies remained vulnerable. Gotham was becoming too dangerous for him to stay, too many people knew something weird was going on. He would let Selina’s newest children stay in the city to keep up the impression that Gotham was still infested with his type. In the meantime, he would meet up with Zeus and continue his operations from there.
The continuity of the universe was barely holding together, soon it would completely collapse and then his plans would fully bear fruit…
End of Book One