PART B
(III)
Zealot lay on the cold hard ground. The pentagram around her glowed with evil power as the demonlord who called himself Zeus pumped into her.
"You've become a very boring fuck," said Zeus as he had his way with the unmoving woman.
The long weeks of abuse inflicted upon her by Zeus had caused Zealot to become almost comatose. Never speaking, and only moving when she needed to eat. Zeus had eventually lost interest in the tortured woman, accepting that he would never break her to his will. He had, however, a much darker use for the helpless former heroine. With a loud grunt, his very special seed emptied itself into Zealot’s womb, almost instantly beginning to grow inside her. Zeus left the woman on the floor as her body began to be consumed by the infant creature inside her.
Her belly rapidly began to swell, until the skin was stretched beyond its limit and started to split, dozens of small tentacles pouring out through the bloody wounds. Though the pain she experienced was indescribable, Zealot never uttered a single cry before death finally ended her agony, tentacles bursting forth from her entire body and reducing it to an unrecognizable mass of flesh.
The pentagram around the newborn demon issued a thick cloud of black smoke, hiding the growing beast from view.
Power Girl’s fists continued to smash into the Cyborg’s now deformed face. The rage filling her from the death of her friend, Steel, had given her the edge needed to take control of this fight.
I’ll heal soon enough, she doesn’t have the power to kill me, thought Cyborg, But, Damn is this embarrassing.
"You won’t hurt anyone ever again, Cyborg!" Shouted Powergirl, "Today, you go down!"
The damage to his face had destroyed his eyes. Now, not only could Cyborg not see, but his eye beams would no longer work.
Alright, I think it’s time to call in the reinforcements, thought Cyborg, his internal transmitter barely able to broadcast and maintain a signal as he linked up with Zeus’ computer network system, telling his ally of his situation.
Just then, Power Girl became distracted when the Golden Gate Bridge finally broke loose from its last anchors to the ground. Turning her head, she looked to see if anyone was still stuck on the bridge. To her surprise, she saw that someone had helped the bridge towards its destruction by the vortex in the sky. And the huge armored figure was now lumbering towards her.
"I am Juggernaut!" Shouted her new foe. "You're in way over your head, girlie." Years of fighting the X-Men in his own universe had given Juggernaut the confidence that he had little to fear from Power Girl.
Forgetting the Cyborg for the moment, she flew towards him, her first punch crashing against the large domed helmet over his head.
"Ow!" Shouted Powergirl, her hand now broken.
"It’s crunch time!" Taunted Juggernaut as he held his two hands together over his head, and slammed them down onto Power Girl.
Though knocked for a loop, she recovered and stubbornly attacked again. The two battled for several minutes, giving the Cyborg the time he needed for his body's rapid healing ability to work. Soon, he was ready to join the fight. Power Girl didn't stand a chance and fell quickly against the might of her two foes.
Deep in the shadows of the underground lair of the insectoid demonlord, Mantis, a massive snake-like creature spied on Mantis and his children as they coupled with She-Hulk and the Scarlet Witch. Inhaling deeply, the thing began slithering towards the demonlord. His half brother was inferior to him, and also had two very lovely potential breeders at his disposal.
Mantis lifted his head suddenly, sensing at last that something had invaded his home. Standing up, he left his two mates laying dazed with lust on the ground. Pinpointing the location of the intruder, he watched several breeding hives topple over and crumble as his brother-demon bullied his way into the open and presented his challenge.
"You are a failure, brother!" Shouted the snake-like (though he also possessed two pairs of powerful, clawed arms) demonlord through his tusked mouth. "Give me your mates as a sign of your surrender."
"Me! A failure!?" Answered Mantis "I'm not the one who has only taken mere humans as mates. Look at my mates: She-Hulk and the Red Witch will provide much more powerful offspring than your pitiful slaves."
"Ha! You cannot even maintain mind control unless you impregnate a woman," taunted the other demon. "Remember Zatanna? Even now she roams the streets as a monument to your failure."
Mantis had heard enough; baring his razor sharp arms, he charged his brother. The other demon let out a deafening battle cry and lurched forward, preparing to end his brother’s life. Mantis was sent hurling back into the wall; his brother’s large size had put him at a disadvantage. Rolling out of the way, Mantis dodged his brother’s blow.
"Now who is inferior, brother?" Shouted Mantis as he impaled his brother, sliding his sharpened limb between his foe's armored plates, causing his brother to bellow in pain.
The two battled for several hours, destroying almost all of the breeding hives as they wrestled. Jennifer and Wanda were buried underneath several feet of rubble, only the She-Hulk's unnatural strength and endurance keeping them from being crushed.
Finally one of the combatants made a fatal mistake…
Mantis lost his footing and his brother’s weight pushed him back onto the ground. With two massive claws pinning him, he was unable to create a defense against the two tusks being thrust into his body. Mantis screamed as his entrails were shredded by the attack and his body was lifted into the air.
"I am born of Chaos and Supergirl, heir to his legacy!" Shouted the snake-demon. "Hail to the power of Cthulu!" He used this moment of victory to announce his chosen name for himself, taken because of his liking for the legacy of the H.P. Lovecraft stories (the knowledge of which had been passed to him from the memories of his mother during his brief incubation) and the fear the name invoked within the populace of this planet.
Dropping the lifeless body of his brother to the ground, he grunted in curiosity as he pulled the tiny green ring from Mantis’ clawed finger. Cthulu then began to dig through the rubble until he found his prizes: Jennifer and Wanda.
All across the world, TV screens began to flicker as static interrupted regular broadcasts. After a brief moment, the static was broken by two piercing, red eyes. Then, as the picture cleared, the demonic face of Zeus appeared.
High above the planet, in near orbit, was the Cyborg. His arms and legs had split open into a mass of cables and wires as he assimilated the communications satellite to himself. Combined with the massive transmitter array he had built on Earth, he was able to interrupt all communications worldwide.
"Greetings, people of Earth, I am Zeus." Announced the figure on TV. "Your pitiful heroes were not enough to save you from me. Superman, Green Lantern; both dead as a result of my plans. Wonder Woman, enslaved to my will. Resistance is futile; I am the new way, your ruler. Tonight you will see what happens to those who resist me."
Zeus stepped aside, allowing the camera (and hundreds of millions of horrified viewers in their homes) to see a large pit filled with hundreds of flailing tentacles. Standing at the rim of the pit were Wonder Woman and Juggernaut. The unconscious form of Power Girl lay in the huge man's powerful arms.
"Power Girl tried to resist me, and you shall soon see what fate will befall her," spoke Zeus. "This same fate will await anyone who does not bow to me, along with their family and loved ones. Submit yourself to my will and let your world continue its inevitable combination with all the other parallel dimensions of the multiverse."
At that moment, across the country in Keystone City, there was a very angry young man. Wally West, AKA the Flash, glared at his television set with his fists clenched and his teeth bared. His face was red with rage. He could not let this happen to Power Girl. He could not let that creature get away with this. He had to do something!
"Throw her in, Juggernaut. Let my newest son enjoy her body," ordered Zeus.
Juggernaut smiled as he effortlessly tossed Power Girl in high arc over the pit of waiting tentacles. As her body began to fall, and the tentacles reached upward for it, a high-pitched whine could be heard, growing in volume from almost inaudible in a fraction of a second. Suddenly, before the tentacles could grasp their target, a red flash streaked across the large hole, and then it--and Power Girl’s body--was gone. A small gust of wind rolled around the old warehouse.
Zeus stood in disbelief for a moment, before finally blowing his top. "AARGH!" His fist smashed into the camera, destroying his link to the world and returning everyone to their regularly scheduled programming.
{Interlude}
Queen Hippolyta solemnly turned from the scrying pool as the disturbing image of a corrupt Wonder Woman faded.
"Your daughter has forsaken her sacred duty in the realm of men and chosen to defile the name of Wonder Woman," intoned the deep voice of the King of Olympus. "The Amazons have need of a new champion."
Barbara Gordon had gathered quite an assembly of heroes in her Gotham operations center. Since the incident with Bane that had left her paralyzed, she had begun a new line of work: information. She had used her network of supercomputers and powerful telecommunications gear to contact these heroes in order to find a way to stop the madness that was threatening to consume the world [and maybe the universe(s) as well]. Now Martian Manhunter, Flash, Aquaman, and a rather sore Power Girl stood before her as she sat in her hi-tech wheelchair.
"Thank you all for coming here. Our existence is threatened like never before," began Barbara. "But, thanks to Flash, we now know where the hideout of the creature calling himself Zeus is located. However, we also know that he is allied with Wonder Woman, the Cyborg, and a newcomer named Juggernaut. We still have our work cut out for us."
"Cyborg is a match for Superman," informed Martian Manhunter. "And we all know of Wonder Woman’s abilities. Add in the unknown abilities of Juggernaut and Zeus and we have more than we may be able to handle."
"Why can’t Supes still be around," said Wally as he sat down, clutching his head with both hands in frustration."
"Maybe I can even the odds," answered a female voice from behind them.
Turning around, the group of heroes saw Queen Hippolyta wearing the Wonder Woman costume, complete with bracelets and lasso.
"My daughter is no longer Wonder Woman, she gave up that title the moment she consorted with the demon who mocks Zeus’ name," spoke Hippolyta.
The mood in the room rose with the unexpected appearance of another powerful hero. Their cheer, however, was interrupted by a loud buzzer, accompanied by a blinking red light on Barbara’s computer console.
"What now?" Groaned Barbara as she pressed a few keys to investigate what the disturbance was about.
The computer screen displayed the view from an orbital satellite. It looked down upon the city of Los Angeles. Everywhere buildings were crumbled, overturned vehicles and dead bodies littered the streets. Standing triumphantly near the center of the valley was Doomsday!
Everyone’s cheer quickly died and the mood sank back towards deep despair.
{2nd Interlude}
The Green Lantern Corps stood ready. Assembled together at the edge of the universe, they watched the great Wall that separated the Universe from the Source. Throughout time, countless beings had tried in vain to cross the barrier, and now they were trapped within the Wall, their giant visages a warning to those who would be foolish enough to attempt a crossing. But just a few short days ago, the barrier had been breached--by Hal Jordan. Fearing the worst, the Guardians sent the Corps to the Wall to wait for his return.
Without warning, a small crack appeared in the Wall, then with a loud clap of thunder, the crack grew larger, spanning farther than any could see. Muscles tightened, fists became clenched, minds focused. Hal Jordan was coming back from a place no one had ever been. The Wall finally gave way, blowing large chunks of rock into the Corps as a hole was punched open.
Hal Jordan stood in the damaged Wall, eyeing the Corps, seeing them as nothing more than mere ants; pests to be squashed if they got in his way. A look of insane determination filled his eyes. His hands clenched into tight fists as the space around them crackled with pure energy, constantly changing in color. His Green Lantern costume was no more; his body was now clothed armor, very gothic in style and very black in color. Every few seconds a streak of rainbow colored light would flow across the armor’s surface, an effect of the raw power Hal now held.
"Hal, what is going on here," spoke one the Guardians, the leaders of the Green Lantern Corps.
"Don’t call me Hal anymore!" snapped Hal, his voice booming and commanding. "I am now Parallax. You want to no what’s going on. I’ll tell you. All I wanted from you was to save the people of Coast City. I came to you days ago asking for a simple request, and you DENIED ME! Well, I don’t need your help anymore, I now have the power to bring Coast City back on my own. Step aside or be crushed."
With that, Parallax lifted his arm and opened his fist. The powdered remains of his crushed Green Lantern power ring floated from his palm.
"We cannot allow you to go through with this madness, Hal," said the Guardian.
"Very well," Hal replied, "You have made your decision, now I will make mine…"
The remains of the Green Lantern Corps floated lifelessly in the vacuum. Slaughtered down to the last man. Their wounds cracked with multi-colored energy as their bodies began to freeze in the deep cold of space. One life, however, had not been taken…
A Guardian’s eyes opened as he returned to consciousness. Looking around, he sadly surveyed the death around him, but he knew his duty must come before his emotions. Collecting the broken remains of several rings, he closed them in his fist, forging a new ring, for a new champion.
"The legacy must not die," he softly spoke as he sped off toward the Earth.
Chaos stared intently into his crystal ball as his malevolent mind thought about what needed to be done next. With the gathering of heroes in Gotham, resembling the forming of the JLA, a real threat to him had been created. He had to do something to stop it. Standing up abruptly, he turned towards his bed where the women of his growing harem were enthusiastically engaging in various acts of lesbian sex.
Demoness! He called in his telepathic speech, commanding the attention of his newest slave, who until recently had been known as Lady Death. There is someone I would like you to fetch for me; you may even have some fun with her, if you like.
The heroine known as Black Canary had been a member of the JLA in the past, and could very well be asked to join the union of heroes that Barbara Gordon had dreamed up. Even though her only power was a comparatively weak sonic blast, Chaos wanted as few heroes messing with his plans as possible. Eliminating her now, while she was still alone and without protection, would take care of any trouble she might possibly cause in the future.
Now, he thought, what to do about the rest of the meddlesome troublemakers…
Luring the Canary was all too easy, Lady Demon thought as she stepped out of the shadows and stood before Dinah, who'd been cautiously exploring the empty bank she'd been drawn to by a message she'd received that said a silent alarm had been tripped. Lady Demon even had several hours to have some fun with the heroine before anyone would show up here. Black Canary would disappear and no one would know where she had gone. After all, Chaos’ existence was a secret to all but his harem and his children.
Reaching out with her magic, which had increased a hundred-fold since her impregnation with the archdemon's transforming seed, Lady Demon clouded Canary’s mind, destroying her prey's will to fight, and bringing forth feelings of fear and terror.
Fighting back the panic, Canary ran for the nearest exit and pushed down on the door handle. But Lady Demon, anticipating such a move and quickly following, reached out and in one swift movement grabbed a handful of Dinah's long blonde hair, snapping her neck back and forcing her to the cold stone floor. She swung her legs over Canary and slid down beside her, sitting near her head with her hand entwined around the clump of hair at the base of her neck.
"That was stupid, Black Canary," she whispered, an evil smile across her face. "A very stupid move. Someone very special has chosen you, you should feel honored. But first, I get to have some fun with you."
Black Canary stared back at her, unblinking, her body frozen to the floor. Hysteria swept over her as the grim realization that she was totally at this bitch's mercy penetrated her tortured thoughts.
Canary began to struggle violently, contorting her body and kicking back, trying to free herself from the hold. Lady Demon lifted her arm and struck down viciously at her face with her open hand, slapping it from side to side till Dinah felt stunned and ready to black out.
Lady Demon lifted herself off the floor and sat sideways on the flat of Canary's stomach, her weight smashing the heroine's body cruelly down onto the floor. Hysterical sobs of pain and fear began bubbling uncontrollably from Canary's tortured lips.
"Go ahead, make all the noise you want," Lady Demon snickered, "Nobody's going to hear you, it's the middle of the night. All the alarms and security cameras have been disabled, thanks to my magic.
As she talked, she removed her dark cape, and flung it over a chair near them. Then Lady Demon reached up to unclasp her skimpy bikini top. In a second the top was discarded and her enormous scarlet breasts bounced free in the air. Her deeper crimson nipples were both erect and sensitive to the touch.
Lady Demon quickly tore off her g-string bottoms and was naked before the fallen hero. Black Canary gazed upon Lady Demon's pristine body and when her eyes traveled down to her foe's crotch, Canary let out a blood curdling scream and she started to thrash beneath the demonic female as she desperately tried to escape.
Lady Demon only laughed in response. She knew why Canary was so scared to death of her. Lady Demon's hand went down to her crotch and started to stroke the large red penis that dangled between her shapely feminine legs.
"I see you've noticed my little friend here," the demoness said as she pumped her hand up and down the pulsating organ. The cock had to be at least a foot long and three inches wide. It was covered with thick red veins and had the ugliest set of balls hanging under it that Canary had ever seen.
Black Canary could feel the heat burning from her crotch and a hardness spreading over her belly and down to the rising mound between her legs. She jerked helplessly against the beast in vain. Lady Demon was too strong for her to fight.
"Aghhhhhhhhhhh!" Black Canary's piercing shriek cut through the dark when a hot flash of pain rippled down her arms as Lady Demon wrenched her arms behind her back. Lady Demon cast a quick spell and supernatural bonds securely fastened Canary's arms behind her.
Dinah's body writhed beneath her enemy uncontrollably as she choked and heaved, nauseated at the thought of what was occurring to her helplessly bound body.
Black Canary's moans became a muffled echo and she let her body go limp, exhausted from the violent struggle. She was suddenly overcome with despair and she lost the will to fight. Her thin, delicate wrists ached and throbbed behind her, and when she tried to move her body in protest, the pain intensified a thousand-fold.
Lady Demon placed her hand on the cleavage between Canary's firm round breasts, and stroked at the two fleshy mounds, gradually massaging the nipples into hardness. And then, with a sudden jerk of her wrists, she pulled Canary's strapless unitard down to her waist. The heroine's jacket had already been torn to shreds and discarded.
Black Canary's impressive breasts burst free from their imprisonment, and rose pulsating and white in the glaring lights. Her tiny bud-like nipples peaked hard involuntarily from this sudden exposure to the cool night air.
"Ohhhh," Lady Demon marveled, sucking in her breath, "You are impressive, yes, you are, bird girl." She dropped her head and ran her moist lips hungrily over her adversary's breasts, her saliva drooling hotly down her chin and onto Canary's trembling flesh. She began to suck on Canary's right nipple, bringing it to a hard, quivering point. Then she worked on the left nipple, until it too was stiff and rigid from the unsolicited stimulation of her obscenely sucking mouth.
Black Canary writhed under Lady Demon as the woman molested her quivering tits. And, in spite of her revulsion, strange sensations rippled all through Black Canary's body, penetrating the tortured haze that clouded her mind. An expanding heat-filled wave licked at her body as the wild, voracious sucking continued for a seeming eternity.
Oh God, what's happening to me… Oh, Ollie, she thought, thinking of Green Arrow, her long-time love. Someone, help me… Help me now. Her thoughts raced incoherently through her mind. A stifled sob racked her body.
"What's wrong, baby," Lady Demon murmured as she looked up at Dinah with a lusty look on her face. She seemed completely unaware of what she was doing to the heroine. Nothing mattered to her possessed mind except to satiate her burning desire to use and humiliate the defenseless body of this heroine who was soon to serve CHAOS.
Lady Demon leaned back and inserted her razor-like fingernail-claws under Canary's black unitard, following the fullness of her thighs up to the tight elastic of the heroine's panties. Then, running her fingers between the taunt band and the soft, white flesh of her waist, she began to knead at Canary's belly until the crime fighter was a trembling lump of carnal flesh.
"Ohhh…that's it, nice, Black Canary," she slurred as she tugged the unitard down over Canary's waist and off her legs. Then the heroine's fishnet stockings were ripped off, leaving her almost naked and trembling in fear.
Lady Demon slipped Canary's panties down to her ankles and stroked greedily at the moist, open lips of flesh between her thighs. Black Canary groaned in humiliation at the sudden, more intimate touch, then she moaned in helpless fright as she saw the throbbing cock standing hard and erect from the demoness' body. She had never seen anything so horrible or frightening in her life.
Lady Demon circled her arms around Canary's narrow trembling waist and crushed her body tightly against the other woman's.
"Nooo, nooooooo," Canary groaned as she felt hands probing around the opening of her vagina. She tried to press her thighs together in defense, but it was hopeless. Lady Demon had her body pinioned so hard against the floor that her desperate struggles were useless.
Canary's mind fought against the reality of the vile tormentor now working over her and the hot sharp pain that her hard clawed fingers brought to the lips of her quivering vagina. She cringed and bucked her hips upward to escape the searching hands, but Lady Demon vengefully thrust her middle finger down past the lips of her cunt and pushed it harshly deeper and deeper into her dry passage, which clamped tightly around it in a hopeless act of defiance.
"Aghhhhhhhh!" The smothered scream of pain expanded from her lungs and pushed out through her tightly clenched teeth.
Lady Demon laughed and pushed deeper until the palm of her hand pressed down flat against the open lips of Canary's cunt, grinding her finger round and round until Black Canary's body was almost screaming from pain. Dinah felt no resistance left in herself, only the surging torment that rocketed from her pelvis.
The helplessness of Black Canary's body beneath her engulfed Lady Demon's body in lustful flames of uncontrolled passion. A passion that stimulated her beyond belief. A moist sucking noise could be heard as she pulled her slick, bony finger from Canary's cunt. She reached down to her erect penis, stroking it while pressing the phallic head against the swollen lips of Canary’s vagina.
Leaning over, with the flat of her hand on Black Canary's belly, she pushed her pelvis downward, aiming at the opening of the heroine's pussy. Black Canary felt a surge of pain in her arms as Lady Demon pulled her body closer, only to be rocked again a moment later by a searing, driving pain deep between her long thrashing legs.
It was pushing and driving at her cuntal opening like a battering ram, brutally tearing at the quivering lips and then on past them into the helplessly contracting walls of her widely stretched passage.
Black Canary groaned piteously, pushed her hips against the brutal intruder burning inside her, but the evasive movement only incited her lust-maddened rapist to new heights, and she gave a powerful in-thrust with her pelvis, sinking the cock deep inside Dinah's heaving belly.
The brutal impalement between her legs left her windless as her screams echoed throughout the bank. Lady Demon now crouched over her with the swollen penis nesting motionless far up inside her cunt. Her face was buried in Canary's large tits. Lady Demon began to rapidly move her mouth from one mound to the other, licking and sucking at the flesh in a maniacal frenzy that sent lightning bolts of sensation coursing wildly through Canary's heaving chest.
Black Canary bucked and writhed her body against her cruel tormentor in trembling protest of the brutal rape. Her movements merely drove Lady Demon on.
"That's it, Do-gooder, that's it…move for me…aghhhhh…move for me more…" She gurgled through the hot thick saliva that was drooling from the corners of her lips, over the mounds of Canary's breasts, and swirling in rivulets down to the reservoir on her soft white belly.
Gasping and panting with delight, Lady Demon began to rock rhythmically and gently slid in and out of the soft confines of Dinah's wet, open vagina. Her fingers gripped the hero's soft rounded thighs with sadistic strength, hurting her, squeezing groans of intense pain from her tortured throat as she struggled helplessly beneath the monster.
Lady Demon gritted her fanged teeth and began fucking Black Canary in and out with long, hard lunges.
"Aaaagggh!" Black Canary strangled through clenched teeth. Her pussy was on fire. The great penis pounding into her felt like a giant skewer drilling deep into her belly. She began to struggle in a vain attempt to escape the cruel impalement, swinging her buttocks violently, but it was no use. Lady Demon skewered into her up to the hilt, jamming her rock hard cock into her with abandoned delight. The ghoul reached frantically around under her squirming buttocks with both hands and began to ram her cock into Canary's abused slit.
She thought the demoness was going to split her wide apart as the battering penis plunged into her harder and harder, until it felt like it was burrowing all the way up to her throat. Her half-conscious mind fought violently against the torment of the hot probe, fighting against the lewd thought of it raping her throbbing womb.
"Nooo, noooooo, please," she moaned pleadingly beneath her bucking form. "Uuuuuuughh!" she grunted as Lady Demon continued to brutally rape her.
Lady Demon drove her cock deep inside Canary as the heroine's legs waved out helplessly in the air on either side of her rapist's plunging body.
"Agggggghhhh…ahhhh…ahhhhh," she moaned as she ceaselessly rammed her thick cock deep into Canary's white, screaming belly with long cruel jabs. She could feel the hot jet stream begin in her inflated balls and race headlong down the length of her throbbing cock.
Lady Demon was ready to explode! She gave one last low gasp as, with a jerk, she spewed wildly out of the glands into the depths of Canary's womb, filling her completely and overflowing her quivering cunt. The huge instrument jerked and twitched to its completion, white-hot spurts of semen foaming out the fleshy lips around the base of her cock, drenching the soft matted pubic hair it was buried in.
Lady Demon's gorgeous body collapsed on Canary's trembling form in total exhaustion, and she lay heaving and panting, burying her head in the tresses of the heroine's long golden hair. When Lady Demon recovered her breath she leaned back and took a long lewd look at her foe's cringing broken body. She could see the wet matted hair of her well-fucked opening glistening wetly in the faint light.
But the villainess wasn't satisfied with just Black Canary's forced surrender. It was too quick. She had to have more of her, had to hear her plead and scream again and again before she could be sure the snobby little bitch had learned her lesson well.
Lady Demon grinned obscenely to herself as lewd thoughts ran through her mind of the fate of the sobbing beauty that was her complete prisoner to do with as she wished. She began to run her fingers hungrily over the softness of her flesh. The woman's beauty was truly astounding.
The sight of her like this, mixed with the pungent smell of her cuntal fluid, drove the demoness' cock to a new and greater hardness. She moved her head down to the narrow pink slit between Canary's thighs and began licking and sucking greedily at her cunt. Stiffening her serpent tongue, she drove the full length of it into Canary and then back up over the fluted, pink edges of her vaginal lips and over the tiny sensation-bud atop her pubic mound.
Black Canary cringed and visibly shuddered from the strange stimulation that was being forced upon her ravaged private parts. The sensation grew in intensity until a strange bulking in her loins softly permeated her entire body.
A low almost submissive moan gurgled from deep in her throat. Lady Demon sensed her body's response to the manipulations and drew her head up as she slid over Canary's body and planted her red lips tight down over the heroine's mouth.
Lady Demon's tongue snaked deep into her throat. Canary groaned again in relief and her mouth inadvertently began a slow, mewling sucking against her lips. But it was only momentary as again the brutal realization of what was happening to her flickered through her half-conscious mind.
When Canary had caught her breath, she could hear the echo of her voice begging Lady Demon again for the mercy she knew would not come. "Oh, oh, please, please, stop, please stop! I-I can't-stand it-can't stand it!"
Ignoring her pleas, Lady Demon slid her body up over Canary's rapidly rising and falling belly so that she was straddling her chest. Canary could see the erect phallus and the huge testicles that hung down obscenely over her breasts, and shuddered in revulsion. The thick, rampant cock stood straight out from her belly, with the swollen spongy cock head just a few inches from her gasping mouth.
"Kiss it," Lady Demon commanded, in a cold, quiet voice that sounded totally devoid of emotion.
"Oh, no," Canary whimpered, her stomach churning violently at the thought of this ultimate indignity her tormentor was trying to heap on her battered body. "Please…please don't make me do it," she pleaded.
Lady Demon's reaction to her pleas was instantaneous. She reached behind Dinah and with a cruel thrust up between the hero's legs, rammed her finger deep into her vaginal passage and held her firm, digging cruelly at Black Canary's insides with the thin, rough probe.
"Aghhhhhhhh…hhh…aaaahhhhh," Black Canary panted and moaned simultaneously as the searing pain shot through the wet sensitive walls of her cringing pussy. She tried to squirm away from the racking torture but the pain only intensified.
Lady Demon slid slowly up her slippery, sweat-soaked body until she completely straddled her breasts. With a quick flick, she brutally grabbed Canary by the hair and pulled her head forward to meet the harsh in-thrust of the thick penis.
Without mercy, Lady Demon rammed the thick turgid head of her cock deep into Canary's gaping mouth until it slapped hard against the back of her throat. Black Canary could feel the monster growing inside her mouth as Lady Demon battered away at her unrelentingly, her heavy balls slapping harshly against the heroine's upraised chin.
Lady Demon's eyes locked down on Canary's open mouth, watching the huge cock flailed in and out of her orifice. She had lost control of herself as she felt the sperm building up in her balls, ready to explode. Lady Demon delighted in seeing her plunging cock fucking the soft, ovaled mouth.
She could hold back no longer. Suddenly she threw her head back in a spastic motion and began uttering strange, crazy sounds through her clenched teeth. "Ohhhh, baby, oohh…ahhh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Lady Demon shouted as she climaxed.
Great tidal waves of hot, salty white liquid flooded into Canary's gasping mouth and flowed down the corners of her lips. Black Canary thought she was drowning in a great riptide as she gulped at the sticky fluid that flooded through her teeth and tongue and down the cavern of her gasping throat.
Her tormentor gave one last low gasp and with a jerk she emptied the last of the sperm into the helpless heroine's gurgling mouth. Lady Demon pulled the cock from Black Canary's mouth and spewed her remaining seed all over the crime fighter's face. Canary sobbed in defeat and slumped to the floor unconscious.
Lady Demon quickly got dressed in her skimpy bikini outfit, her body once again totally female and ready to serve Chaos. She easily picked up Black Canary from the floor with one hand, flung the body of the heroine over her shoulder and exited the bank. Lady Demon then took flight and soared through the unnaturally dark sky (all stars still obscured by the purple haze that covered the world), returning to her master's Lair.
As they darted through the night, Lady Demon said to the unconscious Black Canary, "Prepare to serve Chaos!" Her evil laugh sent shivers of terror through the night.
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We all owe many thanks to Yenoc (author of "The Justice Club") for his work on the Black Canary scene (about which I had the most severe case of writer’s block known to Man).
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(IV)
Unconscious bodies littered the ground. Only one last hero remained standing--Martian Manhunter--and even he was ready to fall once again at the hands of Doomsday. Saving Los Angeles was sort of a moot point; the whole valley had been laid waste during the battle that seemed to be on the verge of coming to an end.
Jonn knew that he was the last hope of stopping this monster. If he fell, Doomsday would annihilate all life on Earth. The overhanging threat of merging dimensions wasn’t even on his mind at the moment.
Jonn screamed in agonized pain when Doomsday moved in with surprising speed and secured him in a bear hug. Lifting Jonn’s feet off the ground, the juggernaut slowly began squeezing the life out of the tired Martian. Jonn’s vision became blurred and began to darken; he had failed, and now Earth was doomed.
Suddenly, though, Jonn was jarred back into alertness when the creature let out a bellow and released him. He tumbled to the ground and when he looked up he saw the imposing form of Doomsday staggering back as it clutched its face in pain.
"Stand down, Jonn," said the familiar voice of an old friend. "You did your job, now let me do mine."
Jonn’s sore eyes beheld a noble, muscular figure draped in a black, hooded robe. Shining from the robe's edges was the instantly identifiable light of a green lantern.
"Hal?" spoke Jonn as he slipped into darkness.
"I think you owe me a rematch," said the figure to Doomsday as he tore the robes from his body.
Doomsday’s face contorted into rage as it beheld one of the few beings ever to match its might in battle--Superman! The Man of Steel's body was no longer flesh and blood. Instead his form was made up of pure energy, Green Lantern Energy. As the two opponents collided, the earth shook. Neither combatant held back, each blow emitting a sonic boom from the pure force being delivered.
It didn’t take long for the disturbance to waken several of the defeated heroes. Still dazed, they could barely comprehend the fact that Supes was alive and well. Gathering together, they shook off their wounds and tried to form a plan of some sort.
Doomsday staggered back again from a fierce uppercut to his chin. His eyes seemed to lack focus; Superman’s incredible blows were starting to tax the creature’s regenerative powers.
"Wow, Hal must’ve supercharged our friend!" shouted Flash with joy. "He’s really givin’ it to him."
"Don’t get your hopes up yet," said Powergirl. "Doomsday’s already been killed once by Green Lantern energy, since Superman is made from Green Lantern energy, we have a problem."
Superman continued to pummel Doomsday relentlessly. He fought effortlessly, seemingly unfazed by Doomsday’s retaliation. Again and again he sent his fists smashing into Doomsday’s body. Finally the juggernaut stumbled back one last time before falling to the ground dazed. As Doomsday rose to his feet Superman stepped behind the rapidly regenerating creature and pinned its arms behind its back. Doomsday roared; kicking and writhing it tried to break free from the hold, but Superman held on…for now.
"Flash, now!" yelled Superman. "Let’s see if this guy's ever had his molecules disrupted before."
Wally grinned as he shot forward, picking up speed as fast as his legs could move. Nearing Doomsday, he ran into him, passing through his body. At that instant, Superman expended most of the energy in his body, amplifying the disruption of Doomsday’s molecules a thousand times. With a loud roar of pain, Doomsday ripped free from Superman’s grasp, only to fall face first to the ground--dead…for the moment.
Cheers rose from the onlooking heroes. Running forward they congratulated their returned-from-the-dead friend.
"Let’s not celebrate yet," said Superman, trying unsuccessfully to hide a smile. "Doomsday won’t stay down for long, let me dispose of the body so we can use our time for more important matters."
A swift backhand to her face sent Lois Lane falling to the ground in pain.
"You ours now," said the demonling "We fuck you good."
Lois stared up at the small demon with her icy eyes full of hate. She had come here to Coast City to look for evidence of what had happened to Superman’s body, which had disappeared after the fight with Doomsday. Now she found herself at the mercy of a pair of demonspawn. As minor and as weak as they were, these two demons were still more than a match for her, especially since her pistols lay fifty long feet away. Her black leather jumpsuit was ripped and torn, and her body was bruised and sore. Wiping the blood away from her lip, she rose to her feet and attempted to run. She screamed in pain, however, when a demon’s clawed hand gripped her black hair and yanked her head back, knocking her off balance and sending her to the ground once more.
"Kikoken!" A large ball of blue energy suddenly enveloped one of the demons, knocking it to the ground as its burnt flesh smoked.
Lois caught a glimpse of a woman’s powerful leg delivering a roundhouse kick squarely into the other demon’s head. The creature slumped to the ground, out cold from the blow.
A young woman, short in stature but obviously trained beyond her years, moved in front of the injured demon as it attempted to rise. The woman’s long brown hair was curled up into a distinctive bun on either side of her head and she wore a blue costume with oriental designs, which covered her body and left her shapely legs free for kicking. A pair of spiked bracelets encircled each of her wrists.
"So you want some more, you pervert!" shouted the woman with vigor. "Take this, Hyakuretsu Kyakuuuuuuu!"
Lois’ eyes widened in amazement as the woman’s leg burst into a frenzy of blinding speed. The demon’s body buckled as kicks impacted his body at such a speed the woman’s leg was not even clearly visible. The demonspawn stood dazed as the woman finally stopped her barrage and ducked down. Jumping up, with one last scream of triumph, her foot connected under the demon's chin, forcing his head back and breaking his neck. Both combatants lifted high into the air and landed several seconds later; one gracefully, the other in a lifeless heap.
"Hi, I’m Chun-Li. Let’s get you out of here," said the woman after she turned to face Lois. "There are more demons around here than I want to try and handle. Wherever here is."
They didn’t get very far, however, before realizing they were in way over their heads. Chun-Li’s eyes darted back and forth, spotting movement behind cars, and in the shadow of buildings and doorways. They were surrounded. Her heart sank as literally dozens of demons emerged, encircling the two women. Chun-Li readied herself for combat as the demons closed in on her.
"Hiy-Ya!" shouted Chun-Li as she let loose with a lethal kick.
Chun-Li let out a cry of pain as the demon’s fist slammed into her stomach, causing her to double over. She had put up a ferocious fight, but the odds had been too stacked against her and eventually the inevitable had happened. Several demons were gripping her arms and legs, holding her still while another of their number administered the coup de grace. The demons' gruff voices buzzed around her like a horde of bees, filling her ears with gibberish. Their forms were each different, but all equally repulsive; and Chun-Li knew what they had planned for her and Lois, who lay unconscious nearby.
"That was for the two of us you killed," taunted a demonling as he rubbed the fist that had just punched her. "Now, this is for me."
He gripped his behemoth member in his large clawed hand. The other demons backed off; letting Chun-Li’s beaten body fall limp to the ground. She stared up in hopelessness as the erect demon walked towards her.
"Don’t worry, we all know how to please a woman," said the demon with a wicked smile on his dark, reptilian face.
Chun-Li’s weak eyes watched as the demon’s penis began to pulsate and its skin began to rip. The head of the demon-cock expanded into dozens of small-ridged plates, with a large bulbous mass of tendrils at the tip of the thing. Thick, purple slime dripped off the monstrosity onto the ground below.
"Before I'm through with you, you'll beg me to make you my slave forever, slut," commented the demon as he lifted the folds of her tunic away from her lower body.
Chun-Li could barely move; her muscles were sore and tired from the fight. Lying on her back, she barely had the energy to look up to see what the demon was doing to her. A cool breeze ran across her crotch, as the blue panties covering her young womanhood were sliced open.
"Hmm, that's a nice little beaver," said the demon, licking his lips as her stared at Chun-Li’s crotch, nestled between her thick, muscular legs. "Any bet’s on how long it takes me to get this bitch to beg for more. Ha ha ha!"
She hated him, but there was nothing she could do; she was beaten and help was nowhere near, demons had complete control of Coast City (though, of course, she had no idea of the name of strange city she'd suddenly found herself in).
The demon’s thick, scaly hands gripped her thighs. Holding tightly, his clawed fingers sank into her skin as he easily spread her tired legs apart. Lowering his head, he quickly ran his long, smooth tongue along her crotch. Unprepared, Chun-Li gasped softly at the tingle of pleasure between her legs before her face turned red in shame.
Then she felt his cock against her. The tiny tendrils ran through her soft, brown pubic hair while others explored the folds of her labia. The bulbous mass pressed softly into her opening, ready to penetrate. She tried to hide the feelings it gave her, but unsuccessfully; her face was taunt and her lips pursed tightly as she concentrated on not giving the demon the satisfaction of defeating her will.
"I haven't even begun yet, and still she can hardly deny that this will be the most pleasurable experience of her life," laughed the demon loudly. "Give in and serve us as the plaything you know you want to be."
Any thoughts of hatred were quickly driven from Chun-Li’s brain when the demonspawn suddenly slid into her. Arching her back and tightening her fists, Chun-Li let out a short, but loud, cry. The plates slid along her canal, massaging as they entered. The tendrils inside her moved about wildly, touching her more deeply than any before.
"Look at her now," the demon taunted again.
Sweating profusely, she breathed hard through her mouth, gasps escaping every few seconds. It felt so damn good, and she couldn’t resist much longer. The demon’s eyes stared down at her penetrated pussy. Spread open, her swollen lips grasped tightly around the thick rod of the demonic cock. Her legs trembled slightly from the pleasure flowing through them and her chest rose up and down quickly with her breaths.
"If you can tell me you don’t want this, then I’ll let you go," offered the demon. "Otherwise, I’ll keep you for my brothers and I to enjoy for eternity."
She tried to speak, but each time she moved her mouth only a high-pitched gasp escaped. Gripping his cock, she tried to pull it out, but the movement of it inside her made her orgasm without warning. Again, she screamed out loud in pleasure as the climax smashed into her, draining her of what little energy she had left.
"I must assume you want me to continue," informed the demon. "Not that I had any doubts about your decision."
Leaning forward and hovering over her body, the creature began to plunge into the young woman. Chun-Li’s body remained tense as she orgasmed continually, unable to stop the pleasure being pumped into her. Pushing fully into her, the demons large testicles bounced again her cunt and his body brushed against her thighs, pushing them apart with each inward stroke. Her belly actually began to bulge slightly as the mammoth member inside her swelled, filling with the foul seed it would soon empty into her young, fertile body.
The demon’s torso began to deform as his skin writhed. Giving way, his skin broke open as several tentacles slid out. The brown, sore-covered members dropped down onto Chun-Li’s upper body. She gave no thought to this new molestation; her mind now totally enslaved to the pleasure the demon was giving her. They easily slid underneath her tunic and tore it free from her body. Her wonderfully large breasts were now exposed to the demon. The creamy white skin covering them was flawless and her nipples were a lovely soft pink color.
Two tentacles quickly wrapped around each of her breasts, coiling around the soft flesh. They squeezed gently while the demon’s hands cupped the underside of her tits, sinking into the soft orbs. His tongue fiercely licked her nipples, sending a thick coat of saliva trailing down her mounds.
Another tentacle dove into her slack mouth, sliding past her tongue and deep into her throat. Chun-Li’s neck swelled slightly as the thick tentacle continued on. Slime and black, infected pus filled her mouth and throat, spilling out and drooling down her cheeks. Her head began to rock back and forth as the tentacle started to piston into her.
He continued to fuck the beaten woman like this for some time. Her face was covered in a thick, drying mixture of slime, pus and cum. Her breasts were covered in a similar mixture and made tender by the constant attention. Slime oozed from her battered cunt as the demon continued to pound her body with powerful strokes into her. His hands gripped her waist and her stomach continued to bulge from the growing member plunging inside her. Her body now lay limp, every last ounce of energy sucked from her. Orgasms continued to assault her constantly, flowing through her body freely. Her mind completely enslaved to the demon’s pleasures.
"We don’t want to overdo it, baby," said the demon coyly. "After all, I want something left for another time. Why don't I fill you with my seed now."
She made no sign of caring about him impregnating her; she didn’t even comprehend his speech. Her cunt continued to grip his cock tightly up to the last plunge into her, where he held himself. Her whole body writhed as his penis quivered inside her, rubbing along her womb. Finally, the demon let out a growl of relief as he orgasmed into her. The bulbous mass separated from his penis as a torrent of demonic cum sprayed into her. Her stomach began to shrink back to normal size as the cock emptied itself. Purple semen sprayed from her cunt as she was filled completely. After resting for several minutes, the demon pulled his limp cock from her body, the bulbous tip still inside her, ready to grow.
"Oh, I am truly sorry, my brethren," apologized the demon. "I forgot. You have my permission to do as you please with the other woman. Just make sure she lasts long enough for all of you."
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(V)
Lois cried in anger and shame as the demon shoved his rough cock brutally into her. She was on her knees, while the demon sat on the ground below her, pulling her down onto him. His claws gripped her waist painfully tight, lifting her up and yanking her down again onto his cock. Several other demons stood around the pair and held Lois upright as she was raped. Her paralyzed legs quivered in weakness as the creature impaled her.
Powerful hands cupped her full breasts, their rough, reptilian skin sliding along the soft, creamy flesh of her large tits. She could feel the demon’s disgusting body pressed against her back as his hands explored her body. Gripping tightly, he painfully pressed her orbs against her body while enjoying her charms.
Tears rolled down her face as she sobbed in pain and revulsion at what was happening to her. She made no attempt to fight, however; her body was beaten and sore, and the demons were just too strong for her. Superman was nowhere near, she knew that; there would be no rescue today.
Chun-Li began to stir, her body now rested up from the short nap she'd just taken. Almost immediately, she reached forward and shoved a demonic cock deep into her throat. It didn’t take long for another cock to find its way between her legs and into her body. Supported on her hands and knees, Chun-Li rocked back and forth as her body was filled from both ends.
Lois was now lying on her stomach on the ground. A pair of claws lifted her hips into the air and her dark pubic hair was spread open as a large phallus rapidly pistoned into her. Grunting loudly, the demon squeezed every ounce of pleasure from her lovely body as he could, without any regard for her. Her pussy screamed with pain as it stretched itself tightly around the scaled shaft that violated it. Her cries were ignored by the demons who circled her, each waiting its turn with the young woman.
Chun-Li eagerly swallowed the yellowish cum that was lewdly spayed onto her face and into her mouth. Closing her lips over the cock once again, she cleaned off her lover’s penis. The demon behind her continued to punish her cunt, rapidly plunging into the willing girl, her firm ass bouncing off his body as he impaled her upon his demonic manhood.
Lois whimpered in defeat as she felt the warm spray of demonic sperm wash through her womb. The demon mounting her growled softly as he finished spraying his seed into her body. Lois relaxed, glad the ordeal was over, when another demon flipped her over and lowered himself down onto her body. A soft "No" escaped her lips, but the demon ignored her and shoved his engorged organ into her sore pussy. His body slid along hers, his rough skin rubbing against her flat stomach and large breasts as his hardened cock pushed a full foot into her cunt.
Chun-Li now stood up. Sandwiched between two reptilian demons, they both fucked her crowded cunt. A thick tongue from the demon in front of her licked her massive mounds, tasting the silky flesh and covering it with hot saliva. Their weight held her up, her legs too weak as they spasmed in pleasure.
The demon’s head bobbed up and down as his wide tongue lapped across Lois' flesh. The slimy organ slid easily along her lubricated flesh, tasting her generously sized breasts. Tasting her nipples, it easily made them perk up with arousal. Sliding along, he tasted the soft undersides of her breasts before slipping between the orbs and tongue fucking her chest. Hot drool covered her body and dripped off her upper chest onto the ground below.
Lois legs flexed open and closed slightly as the demon’s body pumped his cock into her. Despite her hatred and anguish, every few minutes a sigh did escape her lips as her swollen cunt shivered in pleasure. His impressive phallic member continued to bury itself in her, his balls bouncing off her cunt as he inserted the whole shaft into her. His tongue now dipped into her slack mouth, sliding along her tongue as he prepared himself to ejaculate into her.
The demon’s hands gripped Lois' ass so tightly that his nails began to break the skin. He held his body pressed against hers. Hissing loudly he jerked and spasmed several times, as did Lois. The demon’s body began to relax as his foul load sprayed into Lois' fertile body. Lois relaxed again, the assault over for a short time. Again, she began to whimper and cry; she knew that it would be a long time before the rest of the horde would be done with her body. They would all know her body better than even Superman did.
"So that’s the lair of the infamous Zeus," stated Superman. "I hope everyone's ready. We have a terrible struggle ahead of us."
Behind him stood several dozen heroes. All ragged and worn from the recent catastrophic events, but also proud and ready to fight for their world. Among them stood the great names of The Flash, Martian Manhunter, Powergirl, Aquaman, and Queen Hippolyta. But there were also the lesser known names of Nightwing, Azrael, Arsenal and many others. All banded together to take back what was rightfully theirs and save the world from its impending annihilation.
"Alright people!" Shouted Superman. "It’s time to show these monsters what happens when they mess with the new JLA!"
With a mighty cheer, the ragtag group of heroes charged towards the warehouse fortress belonging to the demonlord Zeus.
Wally West (AKA The Flash) never made it to the warehouse, however. Hanging behind the others for a moment, knowing his tremendous speed would still allow him to reach the target before the others, he caught a glimpse of a man in strange armor amidst a nearby ruined building, and went to investigate, fearing a possible ambush. As he approached the figure though, the armor's shape seemed to look more and more like a bat…
The young, dark haired man slowly awakened from his drunken stupor. Since the disappearance of his girlfriend several weeks ago, the young man had taken to drinking rather heavily. Regaining almost full consciousness at last, he was startled by the being standing in front of the old couch on which he was lying--a very short human figure with blue skin.
A blue-skinned midget?! thought the young man as he suddenly jumped to his feet, only to sway unsteadily and tumble back again.
"My energies are fading quickly." Informed the guardian. "You are the first life form I sensed. Take this ring and use it to preserve humanity."
Without wasting any more time, the small figure grabbed one of the drunk's hands and placed a green ring in his palm. Before the young man had any chance to react, the strange intruder faded away into nothingness, as if he'd never existed at all.
The man on the couch eyed the strange ring for a good long minute, his still-clouded brain trying to fathom what had just occurred. Finally though, he thought, What the hell? I got nothing to lose at this point.
Slipping the ring on, a swirl of green energy instantly surrounded the man and his soiled clothes were replaced with the uniform of a Green Lantern!
"Whoa! I think life just got a whole lot more complicated," said Kyle Rayner aloud, staring at the odd costume he now wore.
{Kyle Rayner?! Didn’t he die a while ago? Yes he did. How come he's still alive now? That is a question that remains to be answered.}
Juggernaut’s massive fists slowly squeezed the life from Queen Hippolyta as he held her immobile high in the air. Superman and Martian Manhunter were locked in single combat with the Cyborg and Zeus. And the rest of the heroes had all they could handle facing off against the mind-controlled Wonder Woman and a swarm of younger demons.
"Your efforts will only get you killed," taunted Zeus as he and Superman wrestled in a stalemate. "Even with the extra power your friend Hal gave you, my power is now limitless, you will succumb!"
"Never!" Shouted an undaunted Superman. "I will put a stop to your madness today!"
Breaking free from Zeus’ grip, Superman leaned back and let loose with an unrestrained haymaker. Zeus grunted in surprise as he was flung back through the steel wall of the warehouse. Superman wasted no time in flying after his opponent.
The Cyborg and Martian Manhunter both found their opponent difficult (not surprising since they faced each other). Their morphing abilities made them both nearly invulnerable to harm, a fact that was beginning to frustrate them both. It suddenly occurred to the Cyborg, however, that there was a very easy way to change the tide of the fight.
"Time to fry my Martian friend," said the Cyborg, before he made a lightning quick move and succeeded in hoisting his opponent above his head and tossing him at a particular corner of the warehouse, where many sealed metal barrels were stacked. The heavy impact of the Manhunter broke open many of the barrels, scattering their liquid contents all over the area, and the hero. Before his foe even had time to realize his danger, the Cyborg smirked in victory and fired a single blast of heat vision, igniting the highly flammable industrial waste that had been stored in the barrels. In seconds the entire corner of the warehouse was transformed into a blazing inferno of roaring flame. Jonn’s terrible screams of agony were quite audible throughout the building as he succumbed to his one weakness--fire. The flames quickly exhausted the supply of burnable material and faded away, giving the Cyborg a chance to stare at the hero's charred remains and laugh, before turning his attention towards some of the easier prey.
Superman was surprised at how powerful a one-on-one foe Zeus had proved to be, as evidenced by the fact that their stalemate had continued for quite some time. The Man of Steel knew that he was currently in no danger of actually being defeated by the demonlord, but at the same time his foe also didn't seem to be tiring or weakening in any way. It was as if he was drawing energy from some inexhaustible external source.
"My power has grown significantly since I first made myself known," taunted the demon. "Soon, I will own this pitiful world of yours."
Inside the warehouse, Queen Hippolyta lay limp on the ground, having been unable to withstand the might of Juggernaut. The mystically powered behemoth now gripped Powergirl in his massive hands.
"Hey cutie," he said. "You escaped us last time around, but this time we’re not gonna go so easy on you."
Powergirl fought hard, determined not to fall victim to her enemies' perverse desires, but the Juggernaut once again proved too much for her and a swift punch to the side of her head took her out of the fight.
Looking around, Juggernaut saw that most of the other heroes had already been taken out by Cyborg. He was simply way out of their league. Though his ally didn't need any assistance, Juggernaut moved to attack the few remaining do-gooders anyway, deciding he hadn’t had enough fun yet today.
In his hidden lair, the archdemon Chaos smiled once again as he eyed his crystal ball. Defeat for the last of Earth’s most powerful heroes was only moments away. Shortly everything would be his to command. Turning his attention towards his sizeable harem, he began to indulge himself in more enjoyable activities.
"NO!" Shouted Superman from his bleeding and broken mouth. "I will not surrender!"
The green energy form of Superman was held fast by Juggernaut as Wonder Woman and Cyborg relentlessly pummeled him. Even with the boost that Hal had given him, he could only endure so much, and it was inevitable that his strength would eventually give out.
Zeus stood by, smiling as he watched the torture of the hero. With the rest of the heroes defeated, all of villains were able to concentrate their energies toward the Man of Steel.
"Look at you now!" taunted Zeus as he backhanded Superman in the face. "The only smart one in your lot was the Flash, it looks like he realized he couldn’t win and left you guys to rot."
After letting Superman ponder his friend's seeming betrayal for a moment, the demon leaned in close to the hero and said, "I want you to know that after I have killed you I am going to find your wife, Lois. I will split her apart with my cock, fuck her until she dies. How do you like that?"
As Zeus stepped back to listen to Superman’s response, a slight whistling could be heard in the air. Suddenly Zeus jerked rigid, staggered a step forward, and let out a deafening cry of pain. The reason was quickly apparent--for a razor sharp piece of green rock (which Superman, at least, immediately recognized as Kryptonite) now jutted out of his chest.
"You left the party in Gotham a little early," said an armored Bruce Wayne as he emerged from the cover of the surrounding rubble. "Let’s say we finish what we started."
Zeus’ face contorted into twisted rage, even as he sank down to one knee, clutching at the shard sticking from his chest. He was too wounded to fight, the Kryptonite already sapping his vast strength, and the man who killed his father stood defiantly in front of him, taunting him!
"Juggernaut! Cyborg! Kill him!!!" Shouted Zeus with all the force he could must through the pain. "And make it painful," he ordered, his voice trailing off into a deep growl.
"It will be time to make my move very shortly," said the demon Cthulu to himself. "No one will even be the wiser of my presence."
Near him stood his slaves Scarlet Witch and She-Hulk. Tony Stark--Iron Man--also stood by, now completely broken and forced to serve the will of his new master. Cthulu himself eyed his most powerful weapon, however, the green ring around his finger.
"Okay Wally," said Batman into his wrist transmitter as Juggernaut, Cyborg and Wonder Woman rapidly closed in on him. "Do what I told you to do."
In the blink of an eye, a nearly invisible red blur whizzed by the Cyborg and Juggernaut, and moments later the two suddenly jerked and fell to the ground unmoving. A Neural Pacifier was clearly visible on Juggernaut's forehead, taking advantage of his weakness to mental attacks, and another device could be seen attached to the Cyborg's metal skull, where it had implanted an incapacitating computer virus into the villain's electronic systems.
Wonder Woman, however, had not been targeted and she leapt towards Batman, kicking him squarely in the chest and sending the armored Dark Knight flying back onto the ground.
"Kill Zeus," shouted Batman as he scrambled back to his feet. "If I'm right it will break his control over Diana."
But Wally froze. Actually killing someone, even this terrible creature responsible for so much damage and misery, was not something he could make himself do.
No match for Wonder Woman's strength, Batman was lifted high above the amazon’s head and smashed into the hard ground. His armor absorbed much of impact, but still he could only endure a few more hits like it.
"Wally!" he shouted again. "You have to do it, it's the only way!" But the Flash remained rooted in place, unable to take action.
Superman, however, dragged himself to his feet from where he'd been dropped in the dirt. His legs barely held him up, his body obviously not yet recovered from the beating he'd been taking minutes earlier.
"What was that you wanted to do to my wife?" said Superman as he slowly walked towards the gravely injured Zeus.
"Do your worst, Man of Steel," taunted Zeus, even though he was weakened beyond the point of being able to stand. "Your woman will still suffer, even well after my death!"
Wally could only stare at the expression of rage on Superman’s face. He had never seen his friend like this before. For the first time in his life, Superman wanted to kill his foe. Reaching out, Superman gripped the sliver of Kryptonite that jutted from Zeus’ chest. It seemed to have no harmful effect on his new body. With one swift motion, he yanked upward on the rock, shredding Zeus’ chest and slicing open his neck and face. With a spray of thick, black blood, the demonlord fell back, lifeless. At that instant, a streak of light blue energy soared across the sickly purple sky.
Unfortunately, no reaction was forthcoming from Diana, who still seemed firmly bent on destroying Batman.
Dammit, Batman! thought Huntress as she crawled through the rubble of Coast City. You tell me to meet you and you don’t show up.
Oracle’s last transmission to Batman had informed him that Gotham had fallen under the total domination of the demons. Then she and Huntress had fled the city, heading for safer ground. Not knowing at the time of Superman’s plans, or that Superman was even alive, Batman had contacted Huntress to enlist her aid in his own plans against Zeus. However, upon learning of Superman’s impending attack on Zeus’ lair, Batman had been forced to play his hand and was unable to make his meeting with Huntress. Now she was unwittingly a lone intruder into a nest of demons.
Hiding behind the cover of ruined buildings was Cthulu, eyeing Huntress, probably his last conquest before putting his plans into motion. With cat-like agility, the large demonlord sprang up onto the rubble and then leaped into the air, quickly descending onto his prey.
"Huh?" said Huntress as she turned her head.
Cthulu’s shadow gave him away just in time for Huntress to spot her attacker and roll to the side, barely escaping his claws as they closed around the space where she'd stood a second before. Rising to her feet, she pointed her crossbow at the creature and shot her horrific adversary without hesitation. The projectile bounced harmlessly off his armor-plated body and fell broken to the ground.
"You’ll have to do much better than that," chuckled the demonlord. "But trust me, if you knew what I, the great Cthulu, am going to give you, you wouldn’t bother trying to stop me."
"Pervert!" shouted Huntress as she turned tail and ran. She knew this creature was probably out of her league, and decided her best chance at survival was to escape, not fight.
"Compared to me you move like a slug," taunted the demon, who in a fraction of a second loomed in front of her again.
Huntress attempted to stop, but couldn't and ran into the creature, bouncing back and landing on her butt. His mere presence had already began to flood her mind with his dark essence. Instead of her normal stubborn, never give up attitude, Huntress was feeling uncharacteristic hopelessness and inferiority.
"Just leave me alone," yelled Huntress. "You have no right to do this to us."
Huntress closed her eyes and turned her head as she watched the demonlord close in on her. But instead of feeling the demon’s touch, she heard it howl in pain. Opening her eyes, she spotted her would-be rescuer and the demon’s attacker.
His assailant was an athletic Asian woman (but with purple hair?!) wielding what appeared to be a knife made of pink energy that emanated from her hand. Her blue body suit did little to hide her well endowed, curvaceous body; this woman obviously knew little of the true danger that she risked by messing with these creatures. She clung to Cthulu’s back, her energy knife piercing the demonlord’s skull. The psychic energy of the woman's blade shot through his mind like fire, searing his consciousness.
"You bitch!" Shouted Cthulu as he swayed back and forth, his body in danger of losing its balance. "I will enjoy your violation immensely."
For her part, Psylocke paid no attention to his threats; her attention was solely focused on stopping this creature from hurting his intended victim, who was a stranger to her. For that matter, everything right now was strange to her. She wasn't sure how she'd suddenly ended up in the ruins of this destroyed city, but there would be time to worry about that later.
"Come on," shouted Psylocke at the other costumed woman. " I could use a little help here!"
"She won’t be of any help, wench," informed an angry Cthulu. "You picked the wrong fight today."
Psylocke gasped in surprise as Cthulu jumped high into the air, his body a confusing mass of twirling motions. Psylocke lost her grip and tumbled off him, her martial arts training barely giving her the skill to land on her feet. Cthulu landed a moment later, the weight of his body shaking the ground.
Psylocke jumped into the air, going on the offensive again. Cthulu waited below her until just the right moment. Leaping up towards the startled woman, he caught her between his large tusks. She remained pinned against his mouth, helpless as they started to descend. He slammed Psylocke hard into the ground, knocking the wind out of her and cracking the back of her head on the hard surface.
Slowly standing up, he admired his handy work. Psylocke’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she attempted to get air. Her head swayed side to side slowly, her brain obviously concussed from the blow she'd taken.
"Hehe, some people never learn," chuckled Cthulu. "Well Huntress, will you just go along with my plans and save yourself the punishment?"
This really was more of a statement than a question. Cthulu’s level of power was far beyond anything Huntress could hope to handle and he knew it. He just wanted to play around with his new toys a little.
"You win," said Huntress as she stood up, a look of sadness and defeat on her face.
"Diana!" Shouted Superman. "You’ve lost and you know it. Leave Batman alone before you force my hand."
Wonder Woman hesitated for moment, before dropping Bruce Wayne’s bruised body to the ground and scowling in hatred at Superman.
"You may have won the day," she said coldly. "But the war is far from over."
With that she took to the air and flew away, rapidly disappearing over the horizon. Superman breathed in relief and fell to his knees in exhaustion. His bluff had worked; he didn't have the strength right now to battle a common street thug, let alone someone of Wonder Woman's abilities.
"Aren’t we going to go after her?" Asked Wally, seemingly recovered from his earlier paralysis.
"We aren’t in any shape to do much of anything," said Batman as he crawled over towards his friends. "There is obviously another player above Zeus, one that we don't know anything about. For now, we have to heal our wounds and prepare for the next battle, wherever that may be."
Cthulu’s pincer held Huntress’ face against his. His grotesque tongue writhed inside her mouth, filling it with his putrid saliva. Her face was twisted into an expression of disgust, the rest of her body held immobile by Cthulu’s other limbs. She gagged as the swollen member pressed against the back of her throat and began to slide even deeper. Her vision began to blur, Cthulu’s tongue blocked off her air supply and she was going to pass out. Darker and darker her sight became; then her mouth was empty and she sucked in a huge gulp of air.
"Hehe, my children have arrived," said Cthulu as he stood above Huntress. "I'm going to relax while you and your would-be rescuer enjoy their company."
Lifting her head, Huntress' vision cleared and she could see several dozen creatures approaching. Glancing over, she saw that the purple-haired woman was still lying unconscious on the ground; it looked like she had no way out of this--the demons would fuck her tonight.
"Do try your best to please them," ordered Cthulu as he rested his body on the ground. "You don’t want to make me angry with you, trust me on that."
Huntress hadn’t even risen to her knees yet when she was surrounded by several aroused demons. The one standing before her was a tall, fearsome looking creature; it reminded her of the monster in the Alien movies. Its tooth lined grin leered at her while it gripped its engorged cock and held it in front of her face.
Oh my god! thought Huntress, He wants me to put that thing in my mouth.
She stared at the thing, wondering what would be worse: sucking on it, or displeasing Cthulu. The penis was an impressive foot long or so. Its surface was covered in a thick, bumpy, shell-like substance and the surface of the swollen head was a series of gill-like protrusions. She hesitated for a moment, reluctant, and not liking her options. Finally, she decided her best chance for survival was to not anger these horrible creatures and hope to eventually be rescued later on. Lifting her hand, she wrapped it around the organ’s shaft, her fingers sticking to the thick slime that covered it. She forced herself to open her mouth and slowly pressed the thing up against her.
Her soft lips sunk into the slime and pressed against the rock hard phallic head. She could taste the hot jism constantly oozing from the cock as it dribbled into her mouth. It tasted surprisingly good, for just a few seconds making her forget the terrible situation she was in.
"Put it in your mouth," ordered the demon, its voice shrill and chilling.
Obeying, Huntress opened her mouth as far as she could and slid her lips over the massive head, filling her oral cavity with it. The large organ fit uncomfortably in her mouth, forcing her to taste it as it pressed down firmly on her tongue. The warm slime that coated it filled her mouth and seeped down her throat. Her lips were stretched painfully tight around the incredibly thick shaft.
"Suck on it, whore," hissed the demon.
Huntress tried her best to do as she was ordered. Its large size made it hard for her to do much, but her cheeks did pucker in as her jaw moved up and down slightly. Thankfully she only had to endure this for a minute or two before the demon pulled his cock from her mouth.
"Since your mouth can’t handle my erection, your pussy will have to swallow it," informed the demon. "On your back, now!"
The sheer forcefulness of his voice alone almost forced her to her back by itself. An instant later she found her self lying on her back with the demon lowering himself down towards her. The other demons were now forming a circle around the pair, staring at Huntress, waiting for their turn.
The demon gripped the fabric of her uniform near her neck. A look of terror crossed Huntress’ face as the demon brandished a large, razor sharp claw on the end of its index finger. She was unharmed however, when he placed the talon against her neck, and began to slide it down her body, easily tearing the fabric of her dark costume. The formerly tight outfit split apart as it was cut, revealing her very attractive body. Her skin was a lovely light, creamy color. Her firm breasts stayed high on her chest, their tiny, pink nipples hardened from the intense mixture of fear and eroticism she was experiencing. Her firm, flat stomach was covered in perfect, gentle curves that gave way to her full hips. Her legs were firm, toned, and very long; lovely indeed. Between them was the prize the demon was searching for--an alluring triangular patch of soft dark hair.
The demon drooled at the sight of her, the hot saliva dripping on her face.
"Open your legs," ordered the demon. "And tell me you want my cock inside you."
Oh god, this is it, I can’t hold them back, they're going to rape me now,
thought Huntress before she reluctantly spoke. "I-I want your…
"See, now that wasn’t so hard," said the demon as he lowered his head between her legs. "But first, I must taste this tender little morsel."
His large hands wrapped around her thighs, squeezing firmly against her smooth flesh. He ran them along her legs, exploring the outside regions of her lovely thighs, while his tongue snaked out from his mouth to explore the inside. The large, flat organ plopped down onto her skin and quickly began to lick her. She could feel the heat and moisture from the demon’s dark gray tongue soak into her as it tasted her inner thighs, only inches from her pussy. Huntress groaned as she felt his tongue slide along her cunt, fiercely licking her, tasting her most intimate area. The muscles in her legs tightened around the demon’s head as he unexpectedly slid his tongue into her, sending a shiver of pleasure up her body. She was angered at this, that the demon who was going to rape her was able to force her to take pleasure from this.
The demon rose from between her legs, satisfied with proving to her that he had total control over her body. His firm cock now hung from him, dangling between her legs, ready to take her. The demon knelt on its knees and gripped his cock with one hand. Leaning forward and hovering over her body, he supported himself by placing his other hand by her head.
He lowered his hips until his cock began to press into her. Her dark pubic hair separated as the thing began to slowly sink into her. Huntress’ body tensed up and her mouth opened in a loud sigh from the intense pleasure she felt as the textured head spread her pussy lips apart. She arched her back as the large head disappeared into her, followed by the rest of his cock; inch by inch it sank into the Huntress. His balls rubbed against her crowded cunt as the last bit of his cock filled her. Shit that felt so good, better than any man she'd had before. Huntress knew it wouldn’t be long before she would welcome his invasion into her. Damn, Cthulu was right!
Psylocke lay on the ground, still stunned and nearly unconscious from the blow she'd taken in her brief fight with the monster calling himself Cthulu. She suddenly became more alert, however, when she felt a sudden invasion of her body. Her eyes and mouth opened wide as she let out a loud gasp of surprise, revulsion, and pleasure. Her taunt, muscular legs were being held open by long, thin fingers that wrapped snugly around her thighs, while a tall, skeletal demon had knelt between her legs and brutally plunged himself into her. Between his legs was not a penis per se, but rather a long snake-like appendage. The last foot of it now writhed inside Psylocke, having easily torn though the thin fabric of her blue costume, while the other two feet of its length could be seen slithering between her quivering thighs.
At first Psylocke’s gaze was focused on the thick, black, slimy organ that sought to delve deeper into her body. However, the sight of the grotesque creature that knelt above her soon drew her attention. It appeared to have once been a rather tall man. But now it was like his flesh had rotted away. His face now was not much more than a permanent sickly leering smile as the flesh had fallen away from his jaw. Two perfectly intact eyeballs within bony sockets stared down emotionlessly at her curvaceous form. She could see various bones throughout his body that were now revealing themselves through the dead flesh. The worst thing, however, was that visible through the gray, torn flesh Psylocke could see the movement of thousands of maggots as they ate away at the dead creature that now was fucking her.
"I warned you that defying me would have its consequences," taunted Cthulu as he watched the spectacle before him. "Huntress obeyed me, and look at her."
Through her terror, Psylocke was able to take a quick glance over to her right. The woman that the demon called Huntress seemed to be finding no distaste in what she was doing. Kneeling on her hands and knees, her lips were wrapped around the thick shaft of a demon’s member that plunged into her throat. Behind her, another demon plunged himself into her cunt, sharing that orifice with yet another demon who lay below her, his body pressed tight against hers as he fucked her.
"Now suffer as my undead child forces his horrors upon you," said Cthulu, his voice cold and full of hatred.
The vile creature's hands squeezed painfully tight around her thighs, sinking deep into her smooth flesh. Her pussy ached as the creature’s snake-cock seemed to grow thicker in girth, becoming too large for her body. She cried out in pain as this mockery of a penis jutted further into her, pounding the back of her womb. The monster’s mouth hung open as it leisurely fucked her, paying no attention to her pleas to stop.
Huntress now sat in the lap of another demonic lover. His rubbery hands massaging her stomach as she rose up and down on his hardened rod. Her hot juices covered the slick shaft as she bounced up and down on it, burying it deep in her tight snatch. She could feel his smooth skin along her back and butt, along with his steamy breath on the back of her head. Her body was tensed up and covered in a thin layer of shiny sweat. Her mouth opened slightly and she sighed softly each time she lowered herself onto her lover’s manhood.
Psylocke lay still on the ground, her body drained and beaten. Her dead lover’s crotch was grinding against her own, almost the full the length of his organ was now wound up inside her. The pain she felt in her bowels was unimaginable, but her body showed almost no outward sign of discomfort; she could no longer fight. His cool, damp skin rubbed against hers, she could feel maggots crawling off of him and onto her. They crawled through her dark pubic hair and along her thighs and stomach. Her view was dominated by the thing's rotting face as he stared down at hers, his rotting hand gently rubbing her cheek.
Finally, she thought the torture would come to an end. The creature spasmed several times, as it prepared to ejaculate into her. Much to her disgust, he relaxed his body, lowering himself down onto her. His body slid along hers several times before he stopped, and shot his cum into her. Psylocke was thankful this ordeal was over, but then the worst came…
She felt his cold seed spray into her womb, filling her as he slowly withdrew most of the length of his black snake-cock. However, she soon felt a tingling inside of her. No, wait, it felt like a something was crawling inside of her. Amidst the putrid green cum it sprayed into her womb were dozens of maggots, which were now squirming around inside her.
Overcome with sickness at this final degradation, she quickly rose to her hands and knees, then promptly threw up. For several minutes she gagged as she heaved up the contents of her stomach. When she finally finished, and before she was able to even catch her breath, the dead creature gripped her long, purple hair and lifted her head up.
Her frightened eyes opened wide at the thought of the true horror she realized she was now going to endure. Her mouth was soon stuffed full with the demon’s cock. This thing intended to spray its maggot-infested seed into her mouth. Tears rolled down her eyes as the member slithered down her throat, cutting off her breathing.
Barely staying conscious, she hardly noticed when the top half of her uniform was torn away by another demon that was kneeling behind her. Her large plump melons were then firmly squeezed as the demon planted its clammy, swollen hands on them. His fingers sunk into her olive skin as he joyfully explored her mounds with his hands. Soon, one of his hands left her chest, in order to position his cock against her bruised pussy. Compared to the dead creature presently in her mouth, this was pleasant change of pace. The smooth, slick member easily slid into and gently massaged her cunt.
It did nothing however, to ease the horror of the black tool that writhed in her throat. Her tongue was forced against it, and she could taste the vile slime oozing from the cold organ as it pooled up in her mouth. She could feel the thing pulsate several times. This was it, the load of maggots and demon seed was now going to be sprayed into her mouth and throat. She closed her eyes tightly, hoping to get this over with quickly. Sure enough, several seconds later, the stuff spewed into the bowels of her throat. She could feel the demon pull free from her, the organ sliding along her throat, still spilling its contents as it went. Then, the stuff emptied into her mouth and all over her face. His seed was thick and gooey; it stuck to her skin, holding the maggots to her. She could feel the little worm-like creatures under her tongue and in her throat. She tried to gag, and throw them up, but the demon taking her from behind grabbed her hair and yanked her head back until she faced the sky. His thrusts quickly became fierce and brutal. Her whole body bucked from his assault as he kept her from ridding herself of the mixture of cum and maggots in her mouth.
"I think she has learned her lesson," said Cthulu after about ten minutes of this torture.
The demon released her hair, allowing her to drop to her hands and eject the stuff from her mouth. He continued, however, to fuck her. Kneeling behind her, he wrapped his hands firmly around her small waist and kept pounding away at her violated body. Psylocke did not care, she was too overjoyed at being able to throw up once again.
"Now you know the price of opposing me," informed Cthulu. "Service my children without resistance and you will never have to suffer through that again."
Only half-aware of what was going on, she let her body get raised into a vertical position as another demon knelt in front of her. Her breasts were then mashed together, smothering his large penis, which he placed between them.
When dawn broke, both women were still engaged in the orgy of demonic lust. Psylocke remained in a state of mental confusion, but her broken mind bent to the will of the demons and her body did not resist their attentions. Huntress, on the other hand, eagerly welcomed each new lover, her womb filled with the seed of the many different demons she had pleasured that night.
Cthulu looked to the slowly lighting sky, almost expecting something to be there.
"Children, we must go now," he ordered. "This place will not be safe for us much longer. Let us gather up all our trophies and move on."
Later that day, the demonlord's prediction was proved accurate when a tremendously bright flash of light lit the sickly purple sky above the remnants of Coast City. Mere instants afterwards, an immense shockwave of pure destructive force slammed down on the ruined city, utterly destroying everything in its path and killing every living thing still residing there. Soon, only the dissipating mushroom cloud over what was once Coast City told the story of what had happened that day.
And still on that very same day, a virtual fleet of attack submarines entered the waters around the island that encompassed the major part of Gotham City. Their mission was to lay an impenetrable field of deadly mines.
As soon as the subs completed their task, all the bridges connecting Gotham to the rest of the world were blown to pieces by laser-guided bombs (dropped from USAF F-15s and US Navy F/A-18s), cutting the demon-infested city off from the 'civilized' society that struggled to survive beyond its limits. Gotham was now truly a no man's land.
End of Book Two
OK, as promised, Lois, Huntress, and Psylocke all made their 'special' appearances in this episode. This ends "The Coast is Toast." But don’t worry, the next (and final) book in the series is still to come. Before getting back to it though, I am going to finish "The Corruption", and do some more work on "The Hidden Civilization." So it may be a month or two before the next installment sees posting on the Grey Archive.
Same voting rules as before. No women who've already been raped, and two (2) votes per person. The voting deadline will be two weeks from the date of posting. And I will inform you of the results at that time (well before the next installment).
That is all for now,
Ballistic