Our Story Thus Far: Nightmare Witch has transformed the Geek into the form of Danger Man, a mighty and well-hung superhero, and sent him to infiltrate the heroines’ fortress on her behalf. He has done so, thoroughly infecting their digital systems with his high-tech seed, while simultaneously taking the opportunity to fuck pretty much all of them and steal their costumes. Now, the Geek finds himself in Ms. Americana’s bedroom standing before a furious Wonder Woman, his own cum pouring in ever larger globs out of her ravaged pussy, and virtually the entire rest of the team waiting impatiently just outside. He will have to deal with the fury of an aroused Amazon… and with another problem, that he is about to realize has been lurking for some time.
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“You… you beast!” Wonder Woman hissed, staring down at the cum pouring from her pussy in fury. “You… you pervert. You… you chauvinist PIG!”
But in the face of her righteous feminist anger, the Geek merely grinned… his long limp cock swaying back and forth in triumph before her, her juices cooling upon it. “I said…” he purred, undeterred, “what is your verdict on my penis, bitch?”
Wonder Woman took a deep breath. Slowly, her eyes lifted from her pussy to his face. Her blue eyes burned, glaring up into his square-jawed handsome leer, as if trying to burn away his soul. "Your... your penis..." she hissed, "is the most evil weapon on this planet." Unable to resist, her eyes dropped down to trace up and down the enormous dripping unit in question. "It… I it is a weapon," she hissed, staring at it, "p-perfectly calibrated to tame and humiliate heroines and... and turn what should be the proudest paragons of womanhood into simpering, dominated, and impregnated trophies of your ravenous male ego."
Between her fingers a thick dollop of his pearly semen - the largest yet - poured up out of her cunt. Eyes turning down from his penis, Wonder Woman stared at in disbelief. A tremble ran through her body and her eyes grew moist.
"It's… it’s perfect…" she whispered, softly. Her eyes stared at it as it swayed back and forth, gasping, as if mesmerized. She shook her head, and looked up at his face. “You… you are exactly the kind of man I’ve always dreamed of…” she whispered softly, her blue orbs wide as they gazed up into his.
She bit her lip, and moaned. But her lasso did not allow her to stop. “I… I don't care where it came from!" she admitted at last, in a loud wail. She closed her eyes, her gorgeous tiara-crowned head thrashing back and forth. "Mutant… curse… alien… it doesn’t matter. It’s all the other heroes who are wrong! Every last one of them lacks the balls to realize what we heroines really want, and even if they did, are not man enough to follow through. I would rather they all die and leave you to rule us, than to even think of getting rid of your new… evil… giant gift, Danger Man! You should keep it forever, and use it on me as… as often as you’d like!!!"
Then, with a deep moan, Wonder Woman's head sank back down onto the pillow. Her eyes rolled up into her head. With a last shudder in her body, and a last groan from her lips, pounded into submission, she at last lay still. Still, that is, save for the rise and fall of her huge shapely breasts with each slow breath, and the glistening streamers of his cum that poured unrelentingly from her ravaged royal pussy. Sliding down her bubble-shaped buttocks, the tendrils of his cum met beneath her ass to form an ever growing lake of pearly red-tinged seed spreading out across the sheets between her sleekly muscular Amazonian thighs.
Danger Geek chuckled, standing over the spread-eagled remains of what had once been the greatest of all heroines. "Sounds like an official approval to me," he said. “Wouldn’t you agree, Ms. Americana?” He turned to face the naked heroine who stood, trembling, behind him – at the other end of the golden cord still tied around slumbering Wonder Woman’s ankle.
Ms. Americana gasped, her eyes widening in shock. She had stood transfixed for several minutes, her only motion the jiggling of her gigantic breasts as she stared at the Amazon’s conquest in shock, and the steady dribbling of moisture from her own bare pussy. But being addressed directly suddenly knocked her out of her gaping stupor. Shaking her head, she turned it to face the invading hero, her eyes wide. She looked up and down the towering titan’s body, as if beholding him for the first time.
“Wh-what?” the Queen of Justice asked, her brain struggling to keep up with events.
Danger Man smirked. “I said,” he said patiently, as if talking to a child, “do you agree that my penis has been inspected, and approved, heroine?” he asked. He cracked a huge grin. “She could hardly have taken it for a more thorough test drive, after all,” he purred, as some more of his semen leaked out of Wonder Woman’s devastated vagina, and a little more dripped and hung from his swinging tip.
“Oh,” Brenda gasped. She shook her head, trying to clear it – but it didn’t work very well, when the long veiny topic of conversation was still hanging down before her. She licked her lips, staring at it. “Yes,” she finally whispered. “Yes I… I does… I do? Wh-whatever…”
Danger Man chuckled. “That’s probably about as much as we can expect from a heroine’s brain,” he said. Then, he pointed down at his feet. "Now, get down on your knees and clean it, you stupid bimbo!”
Americana gasped. Even through all she had witnessed and all she had been through, the commanding tone and sexist leer with which the order was given made her face flicker with the ghosts of feminist outrage past.
“Cl-clean it?!” she asked, shocked.
“Yes,” he said. His face darkened. “Or did you already forget that you begged to be my sex slave, you silly slut?”
“Oh!” Ms. Americana yelped. But as she stood facing him, pink rushing into her cheeks, the memory of how she had tenderly begged to be his just before Wonder Woman strode in flooded back into her. She bowed her head, and folded her hands meekly behind her rotund bare bottom. “No… no, my… my lord…” the cowed Queen of Justice whispered, softly. “I… I haven’t…”
“Then get to it,” he growled.
“Yes… yes sir!” she said. With a gasp she darted forward, hands up to either side of her enormous swaying breasts. With the grace of her many years of superheroine experience she tumbled artfully to her knees at his feet, said gigantic titties sloshing wildly before him. Then she bit her lip.
She didn’t have to be told how he wanted to be cleaned. Eyes blinking up in awe behind her mask, she rose up upon her sleek and buxom haunches, wrapped her hands around either side of her enormous boobies and, gasping in awe, gently wrapped her titanic cleavage around to envelop his long dangling shaft.
“Aww… yeah…” the Geek purred. His head rolled on his shoulders and his lips spread into a huge grin as, without being asked, Ms. Americana’s wrapped jiggling giant breasts around his cock. Squeezing and shimmying around him, her massive cleavage steadily scraped Wonder Woman’s juices and his own cum off his cock - and onto their own enormous surfaces. Brenda gasped… and, panting softly in awe, wrapped her huge tits more tightly around him and set about tenderly cleaning him between their vast silky-smooth and steadily moistening cleavage.
As he got titty-wanked clean by the busty Queen of Justice herself the Geek sighed with pleasure, spread his legs wide, and let his head roll back. Arms to his sides, palms open, he bathed in her cleavage as if in the universe itself and let his thoughts wander. He was in that place of supreme calm a man experiences just after a truly explosive ejaculation. His balls, momentarily satisfied by by having just shot their potent seed into what was easily the most lusted-after and certifiably-virginal womb on the planet, they were, for a few seconds at least, satisfied by his progress towards their eternal goal of out-fucking every other male in existence. But in minutes, he knew, that satisfaction would end, and they would once more send forth their chemical commisars, demanding he furnish a new fresh pussy to fuck.
But while it lasted he floated in the momentary calm, as awash in serene satisfaction as his dick was awash in jiggling heroine titty. As he relaxed he let his mind traipse off back to the mass of heroines waiting outside. Lifting his wrist, he glanced briefly at his watch-puter and confirmed that they were all still there. Still waiting. Still playing with themselves, as their naked bodies squirmed upon their seats. Ever since Wonder Woman had stomped past them and into the mysterious office, behind whose sound-proofed walls he and Americana had vanished some time ago, not a one of them had wanted to abandon her post even for a second – all of them filled with breathless curiosity and anticipation for what and who would finally emerge.
The Geek smirked, as he watched them once more. And only then, finally, aided by his moment of calm did he suddenly realize the fatal flaw in his position.
‘Shit…’ he thought. ‘They’re not just watching videos… they’re camping the way out…’
The portal he needed to use to return to Nightmare Witch’s lair was in the same control room where all the other heroines were gathered. As they watched their videos and toyed with themselves, the heroines were not just passing the time. They were making sure he couldn’t leave without their knowledge.
‘Fuuuuck,’ he thought, his blood, already cold, turning to ice water in his veins. ‘I’m a hero not a villain. I do the right thing, not fuck and run. Which means… they all expect me to… to like stick around and help out and shit. To… to pick out curtains and change diapers and pay child support and… Oh, fuck. They’ll… they’ll want me to TALK to them. About, like, their feelings and shit, not videogames. Oh, FUUUUCK!’
His mind wandered to all the toned flat bellies outside filled up with his seed – and, simultaneously, his dick twitched with pride between Americana’s breasts while his brain reeled in horror.
‘What am I going to do now?' he thought.
Looking down he calmed himself once more, drowning his momentary panic in the deep cleavage Ms. Americana was tenderly stroking up and down his dick. Taking refuge in the zen-like sight of her giant nipples bouncing about in little, occasionally brushing against his abs as she shuttled up and down him, he willed himself to think.
‘I could just enslave them,’ he thought, hopefully, ‘keep em in chains or sell them.’ His dick twitched hopefully between Americana’s tits at the idea. They certainly conformed to his usual M.O. But, with a sigh, he had to discard both of them.
‘There’s too many,’ he thought. ‘I’ll never get them all in chains before one of them wises up. Even if I do, Nightmare Witch will just take them from me.’ His train of thought briefly derailed to contemplate what Nightmare Witch would do with twenty naked chained-up heroines, and he got distracted for a few seconds… his dick swelling even bigger. Then he got his brain back on track. ‘Besides… even if I could get them all in chains and in my slave pen, there’s just too many. One or two, no big deal. All of them at once? The heroes will notice, hunt me down, and tear me limb from limb for taking all ‘their’ top shelf pussy. Shit… what am I gonna do?!’
Beneath him, Ms. Americana lifted up higher and higher upon her haunches, as his dick grew harder and harder. She was soon bent over level with her head almost brushing his chest, gasping down in awe - as she shuttled her huge boobs up and down his now fully erect cock. Nearly every scrap of his cum and Wonder Woman's juices had been scraped off. Withdrawing her breasts, she lapped his cum up off them, and then wrapped her giant tits back around his now almost fully hardened shaft once more. Watching her the Geek gradually got a hold of himself, and a slow smirk spread across his lips.
‘What am I thinking?’ he thought. ‘I’m going to get out of here the same way I got in.’ His smirk broadened, as he watched Ms. Americana’s enormous tits stroking and wobbling around his dick. ‘By fucking pussy,’ he thought, his dick twitching with glee between her vast hooters.
Beneath him, Ms. Americana gasped in awe as she watched his enormous veiny shaft pulse, like a hungry alien monster, between her breasts. After just a few short minutes of her servile worship, his massive scepter was ready to assume its rightful rulership over heroine pussy once more. "G-Great Justice..." she whispered softly, staring at the restored heroic penis with a dazed mixture of delight and disbelief. "How... how is it you can still get so HARD?" she moaned, her blue eyes blinking in awe.
Looking down upon her, Danger Man laughed. “Welcome to getting fucked by a real man, bitch,” he purred. Then, reaching down, he suddenly seized her by her waist and hoisted her up onto his shoulder. Americana squealed, her buxom body wriggling deliciously atop him like a bikini-clad teenage slut being carried about the pool. Then she screamed louder, as he sent her hurtling forward to land upon her bed.
“Oh! Great Justice!” Brenda Wade cried out, as she landed directly on top of Wonder Woman’s sprawled and sweaty body.
Smashed out of her slumber, Diana’s eyes flew open. “Oh! HERA!” she bleated loudly in shock, as she woke to find Brenda's silky hourglass curves slamming down on top of her own sprawled and sweaty body. The two raven-haired heroines ended up lying, squirming furiously in mutual shock, one atop the other - with Brenda's giant bubble-shaped buns jiggling atop Diana's flat belly, and Diana’s gorgeous head lying upon the pillow to one side of and slightly below Brenda’s. Their drooling pussies were both presented towards the Geek, one just above the other.
Grinning eagerly, Danger Man strutted up to the bed and leered down upon them. Reaching to one side, he seized up the golden lasso still dangling from Diana’s ankle, and swiftly tied it about Americana’s adjacent boot as well. Both heroines gasped, as the mystic truth field enveloped them. As they were busy blinking in shock at the unfamiliar feeling of absolute honesty seizing control of their luscious lips, he crawled up onto his knees in the bed with them, positioning himself between their mutually-spread legs. The bed creaked heavily at the addition of a third super-body to its sagging springs, but held. Seizing Brenda’s mighty squirming ankles he spread them wide apart - forcing Wonder Woman's trapped thighs to spread along with them. Then, pushing his hips forward, he pressed the tip of his gigantic newly-restored cock to the entrance of Americana's cunt.
“Oh! My God!” Brenda Wade gasped, her jaw quivering in disbelief.
“Oh! My Goddess!” Wonder Woman moaned. Craning her head to look at him over Brenda's shoulder, her face half-concealed by Brenda’s lustrous sable hair, the Amazon Princess gaped up at the looming hero in staggered shock.
"What... what do you think you're doing?!" Americana asked, her eyes wide.
“You… you can’t even be thinking about what I think you’re planning!” Wonder Woman gasped.
Looming up over them, Danger Man leered down into their twin gaping gorgeous faces. "What's the matter, babes?" he cooed. Shifting his hips up and down, back and forth, he took turns giving each of their helpless sopping pussies a teasing touch from the tip of long hard penis. "I thought I taught you bitches your place!"
"You... you did..." Wonder Woman said, her gorgeous tiara-crowned face gaping at him in shock past Americana's. "But... but still you still cannot do both of us at once. It's... it's insulting! A.. a base masculine fantasy!"
"I... I agreed to serve," Brenda admitted, blushing deeply. "But... only to be absolutely yours. I... I never wanted to share you!"
The Geek grinned. "I'm afraid that's too bad, babes," he purred. With his hands free he seized each of Brenda's ankles and, keeping them spread wide, leered down from on high into their gaping gorgeous faces. "Now get ready. You're both about to learn what it means to be with a real hero!" Throwing his spit-curled head back, with a mighty roar, he slammed his huge hard cock up inside Ms. Americana’s ravaged drooling pussy.
Americana's lips promptly spread wide and she squealed, her eyes rolling back in her head, as for the second time she felt his massive girth plowing deep up inside her. Wonder Woman moaned too, her exhausted body shaking beneath Brenda's, as she felt the power of his thrust slamming down through Brenda's body to crush into her own.
"Oh... oh GREAT JUSTICE!!!!" Ms. Americana squealed, as his huge penis once more sank into her to the hilt.
"You... you can't DO THIS!!!" Wonder Woman moaned. But even as she did so the feeling of the other heroine's body pressing savagely down onto her own, crushing down onto her with the unmistakable savagery of one of Danger Man's thrusts, caused an extra dollop of moisture to leak from her creamy pussy.
Cackling with glee, the Geek ignored them both, driving several more cruel devastating strokes into Brenda. Such was his size and power that, within ten slams into the deepest depths of her pussy, her eyes rolling and her lips screaming, he made Brenda come. “Oh, Great Justice!” Brenda squealed as fluids shot from her pussy. “OH great JUSTICE! OH GREAT JUSTIIICE!” Then, as the Queen of Justice's mighty body was still squirting and shivering in mid-climax beneath him he pulled out of her and moved his huge tip just a few inches down to press into Diana's helpless cunt.
"What was that, Wonder Bitch?" he asked. Then, without further ado, he slammed back up inside her gooey royal slit once more.
"Oh! OH GODDESS!" Wonder Woman squealed. Her head rolled beneath Brenda's, her eyes rolling within her skull. Within three thrusts, her mind was changed entirely. "I'm... I'm sorry. I'M SORRY!!!" she screamed, her entire body shaking, as another massive thrust sank home inside her crushed quivering curves. "F-fuck us! Fuck us... how... how you PLEASE!!! Use… use us… as you WILL!!! Oh… oh GODDESSSSS!!!" she squealed as, in very short order, her pre-tenderized pussy was also driven to orgasm by his pumping thrusts.
"Y-yes! P-please!" Brenda moaned. Having come down off her quivering orgasm, she licked her lips... her drooling lower pair suddenly wanting nothing more than another taste of his deep power, regardless of the circumstances. "F-fuck us!" she begged. "Fuck... fuck us BOTH! Do… do what you want with us! We beg you!"
"Your wish is my command!" Danger Man laughed. And, pulling out of Wonder Woman's squirting devastated pussy, he slid back up to press into Brenda's drooling defenseless slit and slammed back inside her in turn.
"Oh! Oh, GREAT JUSTICE!" Brenda moaned, her head rolling - as, beneath her, Diana continued to scream with the force of her helpless climax. "Oh... oh GREAT JUSTICE!"
For several minutes, cackling with pleasure, the Geek proceeded to have the time of his life swapping back and forth at will between the pussies of two of the greatest heroines on Earth. Whenever he was fucking the Queen of Justice, Wonder Woman, crushed beneath them, licked her lips and softly begged him to come back inside her. Even when she was denied she whimpered in awe as she got to experience the brutality of her first conquest once more, vicariously, through the rhythmic squashing of Americana’s big bubble-shaped buttocks down against her own flat and fertile belly. Whenever Diana was getting fucked, Ms. Americana whimpered and moaned. But, kept enthused by his muscular body rubbing and thrusting atop hers, all she could do was lift her chin and press kiss after wordlessly begging kiss to the conquering hero's flesh. Soon the mighty hero’s chest and shoulders were entirely covered in her lip-prints, from the many many times she had begged to be taken.
Within minutes both heroines, squirming and sighing against one another in an increasingly sweaty pool, began to gasp with pure soft and adoring pleasure. Their lips, upper and lower, shuddered in awe as they got fucked. Their beautiful faces, rather than voice the slightest objection, began to quiver thirstily with jealous need whenever they had to endure the feeling of the other getting her turn.
"Me!" Wonder Woman begged, as, lying beneath her, she felt Ms. Americana taking her fifth turn getting fucked by Danger Geek’s big dick. "Fuck me! Please, Danger Man! Fuck me!"
"Oh! Great Justice!" Brenda moaned as, a little bit later, she felt the press of Danger Man's abs down onto her cunt and the delighted trembles of Wonder Woman's body up against her own as the Amazon got nailed. "P-please!" she moaned, and, lips trembling, pressed a kiss to Danger Man's oblivious Amazon-fucking shoulder. "Please! Fuck me some more, master! Fuck me!"
The Geek laughed, gleefully - and, reaching around them to grope and squeeze one of each heroine's giant breasts at the same time, continued to happily do to them as he pleased.
"Congratulations, babes," he said a little while later, down into their shuddering gorgeous faces. He now barely bothered to keep track of which pussy he was fucking - they were both tight channels of pleasure that he sampled as he pleased. The only clue that let him know which slit he was currently slamming back and forth inside was which heroine's gorgeous face quivered more deeply with passion before him, as they both panted in perfect time to his thrusts. Their eyes glazed, both heroines were so far gone their pretty heads could do little but blink and quiver and moan beside one another, regardless of whether or not they were the one currently getting fucked. "I am happy to say," he said, stroking his hands up and down their wide-spread, trembling legs at will, his dick twitching with glee inside their surrendered pussies, "that I am ready to render my judgment upon your pretty little excuse for a super-team!"
Even through the sea of love and lust sloshing back and forth in both of their brains the news caused both lovely ladies, heads lying side by side, to gasp in shock. Dick-ravaged brains cleared slightly by the dazing news they gaped up at him in simultaneous, near-identical expressions of disbelief.
"Wh-what?!" both heroines gasped, as one.
"H-here?" Wonder Woman moaned, her lips quivering in horror.
"N-now?" Americana moaned, her eyes blinking wide in shock.
"Yep!" the Geek laughed. Moving lazily, he swapped his penis back and forth between their helpless pussies. A few thrusts in each and the momentary resistance that had appeared upon their gorgeous sweaty faces vanished, amidst quivers and whimpers of awe.
"Oh... oh Goddess!" Wonder Woman moaned, her eyes rolling, as he slammed the resistance out of her by pounding his thick girth through her still virgin-tender pussy. "Oh... okay! We... we await your judgement!" she squealed as, in the space of a single deep thrust, she was suddenly desperate to give in. The Geek grinned, slid out... and slid up to the other waiting slit.
"No! This isn't - OH! Oh GREAT JUSTICE!!!" Americana groaned as, ignoring the objections of her upper lips, he slid his massive proboscis deep into her lower ones instead. Her eyes rolled, and she mewled, as she was seen to in turn. "Oh... al... alright!" she moaned, her head thrashing beside Diana's whimpering face. "G-give it to us! G-give us your... your decision... you... you STUD!" she squealed, as his huge dick pounded her brutally.
The Geek grinned - and returned to lazy milking strokes inside them, a few in each before switching, as they quivered and gaped up at him in awe. "Thank you, ladies," he purred. "Now. It is my decision," he said, slamming gleefully away upon them, "that the only way you ladies can continue as members of the hero community, without endangering everyone with the horny lusts your bodies seem incapable of keeping in check, is to be on permanent, secret, and eternal probation."
"P-permanent?!" Wonder Woman squealed, in shock. Ms. Americana's lips were too busy moaning in awe as she got fucked to say a thing.
"Yep," the Geek purred. Pulling his huge cock out of Brenda's taut and convulsing cunt, he transferred it down to Wonder Woman's and thrust brutally inside. "You got a problem with that, Wonder Slut?" he cackled, as he began to savagely fuck her once more.
"Oh... OH!" Wonder Woman moaned. Her eyes crossed, as his huge penis pounded furiously inside her pussy. She shook her gorgeous head, desperately. "No! NO!" she squealed. Her body shook as, between her submission and his pounding fury, in a humiliatingly short time she came yet again. "It's... what we DESERVE!" she just barely managed to squeal, as she came.
"P-probation?!" Ms. Americana moaned - her voice coming in pants as she recovered from her own delirious, mind-melting time impaled upon his giant dick. "What... what does that mean?!" she moaned.
He grinned. "It means," he purrs, "that while you ladies will continue to run this team." 'And keep me from the hassle of having to wrangle that much empty bimbo brain,' he thought, gleefully, delighted with his plan. "You will all be subject to my... surprise... deep... personal inspections," he groaned - punctuating the last few words each with a deep thrust into Wonder Woman's tight quivering cunt. "Anytime..." he said, head rolling as he slammed deep inside Wonder Woman's convulsing pussy once more. "Anywhere... on a moment's notice if I choose!"
"OH! G-GODESS!" both heroines gasped at once. It was not lost on either of them - even Diana, in the midst of her squealing brain-destroying fuck - what being 'inspected' by the hung hero would mean. But only Americana, pussy free of his penis, momentarily possessed the meager clarity within her pretty head needed to object.
"Oh! Great Justice!" Brenda moaned, her eyes widening in shock behind her mask. "But... but..." she sputtered, up between her wide-spread and trembling thighs, "that means you would... you would..."
But before she could fully formulate her objection, the Geek yanked out of Diana's squirting pussy, slid back up, and slammed back inside her instead. "Is there a... problem... bitch?!" he asked, sliding his hands down to seize hold of her titties as he pounded brutally into her cunt.
"Oh! OH!" Brenda moaned, briefly overwhelmed by the feeling of his giant girth slamming back inside her taut, tenderized twat. Her lips trembled in devastation, her eyes rolled in her head and she squealed again and again, as he pounded into her brutally. Within another few thrusts, she knew her answer. "NO!" she squealed, her whole body shaking under the force of his heroic coitus. "No!" she moaned - her long legs spreading wide and trembling in awe as he pounded her up between them.
"In-inspect us!" Wonder Woman moaned, beneath her - too overwhelmed by her desperate need to get her pussy filled once more, as soon as she possibly could, to say anything else. "Please!" she begged, as eager juices poured in rivers from her gaping ravaged cunt.
"Any of you?" the Geek asked, in a pointed coo, before pounding in again.
"Y-YESSS!" both heroines squealed - Americana under his direct punishment, Wonder Woman from the vicarious pleasure of feeling Brenda's giant buns squish down onto her belly with the force of the hero's mighty thrust.
"Yes!” Brenda screamed.
“ANY of US!" Diana moaned.
"Anytime?" he prodded, grinning, doing the same with his dick
This brought tormented whimpers from both heroines' lips. They gasped up at him, their gorgeous faces trembling in latent feminist horror. But before they could formulate a response, Danger Man sneered down... and pre-empted them. Pulling out of Americana - chastising the gasping shivering heroine just as thoroughly with the sudden aching emptiness inside her to as he had when he’d been filling her deep - he slid back down to Wonder Woman's defenseless pussy, and slammed eagerly back inside her.
"OH!" the former virgin Princess squealed, as the hero's huge penis slammed back up into her. Her eyes rolled back into her head, until they pointed up at her gleaming golden tiara. "OH!" she squealed, her entire body shaking as she took a second thrust. In that instant, as he sank balls-deep inside her, he convinced her. "YES!" she screamed - her head thrashing back and forth as she continued to get fucked. "YES! Any... ANYTIME! Please!"
"Oh, Goddess..." Ms. Americana gasped, closing her eyes in shock. But, with the deep longing for another taste of his power tingling all the way through her buxom flesh, and with Wonder Woman's squeals of pleasure washing up over her, she could not resist either. "Anytime!" she promised, her lips trembling with horror and desire. "At… at a word, we... we will open wide... and... and let you inspect... anything you desire! I… I promise!"
The Geek cracked a huge grin, leering down at them. "Goood," he purred, smoothly. Both heroines whimpered softly, at his mocking tone - but their luscious naked bodies continued to thrash desperately beneath him, unable to resist him anything. 'There's a deal that those horny sluts outside might just agree to,' he thought. He could almost see their buxom naked bodies shaking with their horny eagerness to accept. 'If Nightmare Bitch lets me keep this body long enough to enjoy it of course.' The last thought sent a brief cold pulse of dread shooting up his dick, even as it thrust with glory in and out of Wonder Woman's hot convulsing snatch. But he shoved that thought aside, before it could ruin his moment of glory, or make his dick droop. 'Later,' he thought. 'There are more... pressing... concerns now...' he thought. Both beauties' luscious flesh pressed up against him as he rode atop them, fucking away at his leisure.
"So are we agreed, ladies?" the Geek purred - switching back and forth between them with each and every thrust, pounding both of them at will.
"Yes!" Ms. Americana moaned, her upper lips shaking almost as violently as her lower ones as he thrust between them. "YES! YES!"
"We... we accept… your TERMS!" Wonder Woman squealed, her voice rising to a blood-curdling scream as, moments later, his enormous schlong rewarded her by thrusting deep inside her.
The Geek laughed. "Good girls!" he cackled. Then, without another word he pulled out. Rather than slamming immediately back in, with a sigh of pleasure he detached his sweaty body from their trembling stacked curves and hobbled backwards. Eyes blinking wide, the two fucked-out beauties whimpered in dismay. Lifting their heads, they peeked down at him over Americana's gigantic jiggling breasts, while their pussies drooled and glistened before him between their spread thighs. Both pairs of lips on both heroines visibly but silently begged him to come back and continue doing them, one by pressing together and quivering in devastation, the other by leaking forth drooling flows of inviting lubricant. But, with a grin, Danger Man refused.
"Sorry, ladies," he purred. Settling back at the other end of the bed, he leered at them. "I've been doing all the work for too long." Raising a finger he motioned them closer. "Why don't you come here, and put some effort in for a change?"
Both heroines whimpered softly, blushes spreading across their luscious cheeks, as they gaped down at him. But, trembling with need, neither could refuse the request. With soft sighs and whimpers, their voluptuous bodies wriggled pneumatically off of each other. Rising up, they knelt down side by side upon the bed. Huge breasts sloshing before them, and mighty thighs spread and trembling, for a few seconds both of them gaped at him, side by side, in shock.
Inside their swirling sex-ravaged heads, both beauties were still coming to terms with what they had just done. Like the most incompetent madams on the planet, they had just bargained away the ultimate male fantasy – no-strings-attached sex with a stable of the most head-spinningly desirable women on the planet – and thrown in their own bodies to seal the deal. It was worth it to conceal their shame, and neither heroine even for a moment, as they whimpered and blushed before him, contemplated trying to take it back. But the enormity of it – and the stomach churning thought that they would soon have to sell said deal to their fellow heroines – caused their pretty heads to reel, and their flat well-filled bellies to churn.
They did not want to contemplate any of that – so they didn’t. Instead, coming down onto all floors and slinking forward, they distracted themselves the only way they now knew how. Sinking down beside him, cuddling close to his muscular body, they sought solace in the handsome hero with whom they now shared a bed and a secret. Every inch of their silky curves rubbed hard against his body, from their bellies against his hips to their fingers upon his muscles to their breasts atop his chest. It almost as if they were trying to escape their shame by unifying their bodies with his and being absorbed by his godlike power. But, gorgeous faces gasping up into his leering face, they knew they could not - and that the closest they would get would be to let his gigantic penis have its way again and again in the deepest and tenderest parts of their bodies.
"What do you ladies got to say for yourselves?" the Geek cooed, as each huge-breasted beauty cuddled up tight against him - Wonder Woman on his left, and Ms. Americana on his right.
Both of them breathed deep, and, biting their lips, whimpered softly. But the golden lasso still dangled from one ankle each, meaning they could not resist his question.
"Th-thank you," the Queen of Justice whispered. With a soft sigh she settled down onto her side beside him, her huge titties dropping down to bounce and jiggle atop his chest. Her gloved hand reached down, wrapped gently around his huge veiny cock and began stroking it adoringly. Leaning forward, she pressed a sweet kiss to the side of the hero's head. "Thank you, for taming us," she whispered - her fingertips stroking his pulsing beast. "If you had not," she admitted, blushing, between kisses, "then... then I know for a fact sooner or later, our boiling and unsatisfied lusts would have caused me and all my precious heroines to end up as some villain's slave."
The admission from her fellow heroine drew a deep, humiliated whimper from Wonder Woman's gorgeous face. But then, hanging her head, the pink blush upon her high cheeks deepening, the Amazon Princess found she could not help but agree. "Thank you," Diana whispered. Her buxom body caressed against his side, her huge tits wobbling atop the other side of his chest – as if between them Ms. Americana and Diana were each trying to use their giant tits to buff his chest like the hood of a vast sports car. Reaching down her fingers stroked and caressed his giant balls, as Americana’s caressed his long dick. "You… you have finally shown me," she whispered, staring down at his giant twitching dick in awe, "that the sort of man I always wished for… every night, with my hands between my legs… really does exist." She blushed deeply, her face returning to his leering sneer as she confided in her fellow hero - but the lasso still tied around her and Americana's ankles gave her no choice. "Thank you, my hero," she whispered, softly, staring into his eyes. “Thank you for saving me from myself.” Then, lowering her quivering lips, she pressed a kiss to his left cheek, while Americana kissed his right.
Smooshed between them, the Geek grinned. Reaching around, he got twin handfuls of their voluptuous, jutting bottoms and gave each a hard squeeze. The heroines whimpered softly, as he goosed both of them - and, huge tits jiggling against him, pulled him closer, their luscious flat bellies rubbing with desperate horny need against his hard flesh. "You’re welcome babes," the Geek cooed - his dick twitching with glee, as their fingers stroked it. “Now one of you get her big ass up there and get back to work,” he said.
The two heroines moaned softly. But they wanted some things far more than either dignity or conversation. Proving the slightly more decisive of the too, Wonder Woman acted first. She wheeled up, spread her thighs, and straddled his midpoint. Blushing, she reached up underneath her… and, luscious lips gasping softly, guided his huge penis up until it once more nudged up between her drooling gates.
Caught by surprise by the swiftness of the Amazon’s actions, Americana whimpered in dismay. But, at a silent smirking gesture from the Geek, she consoled herself by crawling around to kneel above his head, lifting his leering head up, and bringing it back down to rest upon her curvy, silky lap. The top of his head nuzzled her belly, while her giant breasts dropped down to caress heavily against his cheeks. The Geek grinned – and enjoyed the finest pair of pillows known to man as before him, Wonder Woman’s equally gigantic pair sloshed and bounced pneumatically, inches from his face, as the Amazon Princess hobbled into final position.
Then, with a deep moan, Diana sent her curvy hips slamming down, accepting his giant penis once more into her taut cunt. “Oh… GODDESS!!!” she screamed, her body shivering in awe, as he once more entered her – this time under her own power.
The Geek laughed and chortled as for several sweet minutes he got to lay back and enjoy all the pleasure the two proudest heroines on Earth could heap upon him. Lounging back upon the bed, he leered gleefully as Wonder Woman bounced and squealed her brains out upon his dick. Americana stroked his face and gasped in awe, while her giant titties continued to jiggle against either side of his head. "Oh! Oh! Oh, YES!" Wonder Woman screamed, her giant titties bouncing wildly in his face, as she enthusiastically slammed her voluptuous hips up and down the Geek's giant dick.
Eventually, he came inside Wonder Woman. The mighty Amazon moaned and trembled like a live wire, grinding her buxom hips furiously down around his spurting cock to accept as much as possible of his seed. Then both heroines promptly surged down to his waist and, with kisses and laps of their tongues, with strokes of their fingers and caresses of their huge breasts, got his beast back up and in working order in record time. Then, the bed having become a little too soaked and wrecked, the Geek guided them both to the couch with hands upon their rounded asses, and sank down upon it – with his hands guiding Americana’s hips down onto his lap. In short order, her body shaking and her lips squealing, the Queen of Justice was bouncing furiously up and down his long hard dick one more.
"Ooh! OH! Nnh! Y-you're such a stud!" Ms. Americana screamed as, for the umpteenth time, she came. She faced away from him, reverse cowgirl style, her giant tits sloshing ad her sleek body shivering like a live wire as she surged up and down his cock.
Meanwhile, after being sent on a brief errand, with a soft gasp of awe Wonder Woman crawled up onto the couch and knelt naked beside him. Grinning, he turned his head and lifted his chin, expectantly. The Amazon Princess blushed, and let out a tiny humiliated whimper. Then, sighing, she obediently came forward. She tucked his face up between her mammoth breasts until he was in perfect motor-boating position, his grinning lips buried deep down inside her gigantic cleavage. Moaning in awe, she lifted the glass of rum and mountain dew she had prepared for him and poured it down her giant cleavage. Buried deep down between her tits, the Geek happily gulped it all down, his tongue wagging back and forth to lap spare droplets off her breasts. Throughout, moaning, squealing, oblivious, Ms. Americana continued to pound her devastated pussy up and down his dick.
Finally, with a powerful slam of her buxom hips into his and a loud devastated squeal, Ms. Americana once more unknowingly accepted a deep rushing flood of the Geek’s cum inside her. Afterwards both heroines, gasping with lust, fell to their knees at his feet and, without being asked, once more applied their lips and tongues to restoring their hero’s mighty manhood to life. As their mouths slid up and down his long snaking serpent, the Geek could not help but notice the deep blush that spread across Wonder Woman’s cheeks every time she wrapped her lips around him – the Amazon remembering all too well how it was her secret shameful lusts had first been exposed. And that, unlike Americana her mouth, though it caressed and slurped worshipfully at his growing beast, every time they approached his tip, seemed highly reluctant to open wide and take him all the way inside.
“Are you scared of sucking dick, Diana?” he asked, curiously, catching her lips caressing worshipfully up and down the giant crest of his cock-head, without every daring venture out to his very tip.
“Oh!” Wonder Woman gasped, shocked. Her blue eyes turned up to look into his, and she blushed. “Not… not scared…” she said. Her buxom hips wiggled atop her boots. “I… I just cannot imagine anything else more insulting or degrading for a woman,” she whispered, “than to allow her mouth – the source of her voice and freedom and power – to be blocked up and used by the very symbol of male power – his penis.” Leaning forward, she caressed her tongue delicately against the side of his giant veiny shaft, as if presenting the hulking hero with a peace offering in exchange for his dick not getting sucked. “I will do anything,” she said, caressing him consolingly with her tongue, “if you do not make me do that…”
“Hmm…” the Geek purred. He had half a mind to teach her a lesson by seizing her head and stuff his dick down inside it. But based on the glistening moisture between her squirming thighs, he was pretty sure she was asking for it – even if she didn’t realize it herself. Besides – he had other more intriguing options. “Anything?” he purred, a slow sly smirk spreading across his lips.
Below his cock, busy suckling at his balls, Ms. Americana whimpered. Her voluptuous ass wiggled nervously behind her – well aware what the Amazon had unknowingly opened herself up to. But rather than take the hint, Wonder Woman drew herself up to her full height upon her knees, giant boobies sloshing before her, and emphatically nodded. “Anything!” she imperiously affirmed, her eyes flashing.
Naturally enough a dare like that did not go untaken for long. Soon, his giant penis once more restored to full and pulsing eagerness by their lips and tongues, the Geek stood – and, chuckling, asked to check off one more item on his sexual bucket list. Both heroines gasped, in horror, at his request. But they could not resist. Soon both buxom and mighty heroines were on their knees side by side before him, facing away from him. Bodies shivering nervously, Wonder Woman and Ms. Americana nevertheless both reached back, seized hold of their silky curvy haunches... and slowly spread their giant rounded buttocks wide. Their beautiful faces blinked up breathlessly over their shoulders as, chuckling, the mighty hung hero came down to claim their latest offered gift.
He took Americana first, saving Wonder Woman for last. Each time, when he entered them, he thought the screaming the mighty heroine produced would deafen him. He showed not the slightest concern. A huge grin upon his lips, he wrapped his hands tight about their trembling buxom hips and pounded in even harder. In no time it was clear that, no matter what else might happen, both heroines would know forever, deep inside, that they had truly been shown who was boss.
"Oh... you BEAAAAST!" Wonder Woman squealed as, cum drooling out of her gaping empty pussy, his massive penis pounded her hard in the ass.
Beside her, Ms. Americana lay on her side. Her face, from behind her mask, looked as dead and lifeless as a doll's. Her jaw hung open, a little drool draining from her gaping red lips like a little waterfall... as a thicker waterfall of semen poured out of her anus to run down her voluptuous buttock onto the floor.
The Geek laughed. "You know you love it, slut!" he cackled as he pounded his enormous penis deep into Diana's ravaged anus. He spanked her upon her trembling rounded hip, then clenched tight as he prepared to withdraw. "Who's your master, Wonder Bitch?" he asked.
"Oh!" Wonder Woman gasped. Her face flickered with horror, and outrage, and shock. But she could not resist. "You... you are!" she squealed, as he continued to pound her in the ass, hard. "YOU ARE!" she squealed, as yet more cum dribbled out of her empty once-virginal pussy, to run in creamy rivers down the insides of her mighty muscular thighs.
On and on, the Geek fucked them, or lay back and got eagerly fucked in turn. When one heroine was exhausted, the other's sleek and curvy body was ready and hungry for more - no matter what profane thing he'd done to it the time before. But finally, some sweaty moan-filled hour or so later, even Danger Geek's infernally enhanced member began to ache with the exhaustion of victory, and his balls to droop and sag like half-filled balloons. With a gasp, fucking Wonder Woman on top of Americana upon the bed, he thrust in and delivered one last slack load into the Amazon's helpless pussy. He groaned with pleasure, and then pulled out. The two heroines remained piled on top of each other before him on the ruined bed, their silky skin sweaty - able to sigh softly through their lips and wiggle slightly, but otherwise utterly and thoroughly exhausted by their threesome with him.
But though his flesh had finally started to weaken his perverted spirit remained greedy and strong. With an evil snicker he reached down and, with his mighty arms, seized Wonder Woman tight about her waist. The Amazon squawked and thrashed helplessly like a man-handled co-ed as she was hoisted into the air... and then cried out, in shock, as her busty body got slammed back down directly atop the jiggling curves of an equally shocked Ms. Americana.
"Oh!" both gorgeous heroines gasped. Their eyes blinked down and up into one another in shock, as they found their voluptuous bodies rubbing and sinking into one another atop the sweat-soaked sheets. Then their heads spun and, Wonder Woman's hovering just above Americana's, they gaped up at the looming leering 'super-hero' in shock.
"What... what are you doing?" Wonder Woman gasped - her huge tits, jiggling and jostling delightfully, sinking down to interlace with Ms. Americana's.
"What's going on?" the Queen of Justice gasped in shock, as she found her thrashing legs, propped hallway up upon the bed, interlaced and entangled with Diana's sleekly muscular bare limbs.
"What's happening is you two bitches are gonna put on a show for me," Danger Geek commanded them, in his trademark deep rumble. He grinned, stroking his hand up and down his long limp dick. "You sluts know what kind," he purred.
The two heroines gasped deeply. Turning, beautiful faces quivering in shock they stared into each-others' eyes.
"We... we couldn't..." Ms. Americana moaned. Her luscious lips quivered, an inch from Diana's stunningly full and opulent mouth.
"I'm... I’m not that kind of... of..." Wonder Woman whimpered softly... unable to be entirely convincing, as her lips trembled an inch from Ms. Americana's deliciously kiss-hungry mouth.
"Yes you can, and are," he said. Reaching down, he gave Wonder Woman a hard swat upon her uplifted bare bottom. The mighty heroine gasped deeply, lips quivering in shock - as did Ms. Americana, lying helpless and quivering beneath her. "Do it."
"But," Wonder Woman whispered, licking her lips.
"It's... it's degra..." Ms. Americana whimpered - unable to finish her thought before her words dissolved into a shuddering, lip-quivering gasp.
Danger Man leered down at them. "Do it," he said, firmly. "Sluts."
Both heroines heaved a heavy sigh - Wonder Woman's giant boobs rising and sinking heavily between Americana's enormous jiggling pair.
"I... I guess we have no choice..." Wonder Woman whispered, softly. Her lips slowly sank lower.
"No..." Americana whispered back, her eyes fluttering wide behind her mask. "No... no choice at all..."
With twin deep moans, both beauties suddenly slammed their luscious lips together. Whimpers rising into a quivering sigh, they gave each other a sweet and trembling kiss. Their mouths quivered delicately against one another, while their tongues danced daintily, sliding against each other, each tasting a little of the other's spit. After a few quivering seconds their lips pulled back apart, and they gaped into each other’s faces in wonder.
"Oh... oh Goddess..." Wonder Woman whispered, her lips quivering in disbelief.
"Oh... Great Justice..." Ms. Americana sighed, gazing up into Diana's immortal eyes in wonder.
Then, with deep moans of pleasure, both beautiful heroines’ faces shot back towards each other. Their tongues, wrapping caressingly eagerly together, shoved down into each other’s mouths, and they shared a deep, passionate kiss. Latent lusts that had been rising steadily inside each of their buxom curvy bodies - fueled by every rub and caress of their silky flesh together during their long and exhausting threesome with the mighty hero - finally boiled over. Seizing hold of each other their hands began to paw and caress eagerly at one another's bodies, while their huge breasts slid and jiggled against one another, and their lips and tongues danced a twisting and sighing symphony of tender and delicate pleasure.
And the entire symphony played out, of course, for the viewing pleasure of a man.
"Hahahaha!" the Geek laughed, furiously. As their buxom bodies writhed and trembled together both heroines’ thighs remained parted, giving him a clear view upon both their pussies. Rivers of his cum that continued to pour from their devastated slits, the pearly slime coming out of Wonder Woman dropping down in tendrils to join the flood emerging from Ms. Americana, even as the two well-fertilized beauties sought solace in each other’s arms. "Hahahaha!" he cackled. "SLUTS!"
"Mmmph!" both heroines whimpered. Luscious lips still locked together, deep blushes spread across their cheeks as, with every booming laugh, it was driven into them that now even their most tender and sacredly feminine of desires had now been tainted and perverted until they existed purely for the pleasure of a man. Their eyes blinked wide into one another, as they continued to kiss, as their sweaty shapely curves continued to caress against one another. Both heroines whimpered softly. Then, with deep moans, their heads slammed tight together, and their tongues plunged deep into each other's mouths. His laughter rolling across their voluptuous bodies, rather than dissuading them, suddenly caused both heroines to explode with lust, their bodies writhing and grinding against each other like animals in heat.
Slipping down between their sweaty heaving curves where they could, their hands went straight for each other’s breasts and pussies. Soon each heroine had a slender hand wrapped tight around the tip of one of the other’s giant jiggling boots, caressing and teasing her compatriot’s big tender nipple with her fingers. Each had the other down between her sister heroine’s mighty thighs, and were busily plunging a pair of fingers in and out of the other heroine’s drooling cum-filled pussy, while her remaining fingers rode and caressed up and down on top. They whimpered and moaned as they excited each other’s bodies and were brought nearer and nearer climax themselves, blushing deeply into their kiss. But like two fesbian co-eds making out amidst a horde of howling frat-boys, as his laughter pounded down upon them the two heroines could only moan, caress their tongues together with ever greater passion, and grope ever more vigorously at one another’s’ buxom naked bodies.
"That's good, sluts," the Geek purred, his laughter dying down as he continued to eagerly enjoy the show. "Now... you just keep doing that. I have some business to take care of." The two heroines whimpered softly - but, each getting more and more into it the longer they had both their tongue and pussy massaged by the other, they were not in a mood to disobey. Tongues dancing delicately together, they blushed deeply... and continued making out as they had been told.
Chuckling, keeping a close eye on the wiggling writhing super-heroine show out of the corner of his eye, the Geek strutted up to Americana's console and, sneering, finally slid in his stick. In seconds, he had everything he needed from her - just in the (likely) case his schemes unraveled. 'Thanks, Brenda Wade' he cooed, glancing back evilly to the writhing huge-breasted forms behind him, as enough secrets and financial data to utterly ruin Ms. Americana's just-revealed secret identity flowed before him into his stick. Then he withdrew it, and went strutting back to the center of the room to get a better view of the two busty heroines making out.
He watched, eagerly. His huge dick pulsed between his legs and, though very tired, started to take an interest. Reaching down - keeping his eyes up and on the busty moaning pair - the Geek grabbed up Wonder Woman's bustier and stuffed it in the back of his belt, so that her huge golden cups hung out beside his waist. Then, opening the little belt on his briefs, he slid Ms. Americana's little thong off, and transferred it to the same side as her giant dangling bra. Leaning down again, he eagerly snatched up Wonder Woman's famous fallen panties, and slipped them onto his belt as well.
Busily and noisily swapping spit with Americana's opulent mouth, in the midst of her kiss Wonder Woman still detected a brief flash of blue and white from her peripheral vision. Over Americana's gorgeous, blindly moaning face, her eyes darted up... and watched, wide and helpless, as the gloating hero slid her panties onto his belt. She could see her giant bustier riding just behind, the huge golden cups bouncing and jostling upon his hip. She moaned, deeply - her lips still locked to Americana's. Then, disentangling her tongue, she lifted her face up with a gasp.
Seeing her staring at her stolen costume in dismay, the Geek leered, and strutted up to stand over her. "Does this offend you, Diana?" he purred. As her gorgeous face stared, lips quivering in horror, he stretched the captured little panty out from his belt, waving it back and forth tauntingly in her face, and then let it snap back. She gasped, and trembled, atop the squirming naked body of Ms. Americana. "They're mine now. You surrendered them to me." His grin broadened. "You do remember, don't you?" he prodded.
Wonder Woman heaved a deep sigh, and bowed her head - a blush spreading across her cheeks. "Yes," she admitted, softly. Her eyes traced helplessly round and round the little star-spangled panties that, when she had strutted in the room, had still been stretched defiantly around her buxom fertile hips – and now dangled down beside his giant penis as a trophy of her conquest. "I... I remember," she whispered – the pink blush upon her high and regal cheeks deepening steadily.
"You aren't going to try and take back you word, are you?" he asked.
Wonder Woman heaven another gigantic sigh - her enormous boobies jostling spectacularly, interlaced with Americana's magnificent pair. "No," she whispered.
And, as if to prove it, she stretched out her gorgeous head and, wrapping her lips around the very tip of his giant penis, gave it a tender kiss. Lying beneath her, Ms. Americana gasped and squirmed in shock as, from beneath it upon the bed, she watched the delicate Amazonian lips she had just been enjoying worshipping the insolent hero's dick. She withdrew them, and panted softly for breath, staring at his dick. “They’re… they’re yours…” she affirmed, softly. Then, bowing her head, as if stamping a notary’s seal upon a deed, she confirmed the surrender of her costume by pressing kiss after kiss after trembling kiss onto his gigantic penis.
Beneath her, Ms. Americana gasped in awe... and no small measure of relief at the knowledge it would not be her little thong that would hang in pride of place upon his wall of heroinely shame. Then, lifting her own head, she joined in - her lips, which had spent a good deal of time tenderly exploring Diana's, pressing kiss after kiss to the underside of his looming monster.
The Geek chuckled, as he enjoyed the trembling of both heroines' lips upon his veiny shaft. Then he backed up, withdrawing their turgid prize from the reach of their lips. They gasped, blinking up at him in shock - and more than a little lip-quivering disappointment. Lifting a finger he curled it repeatedly up towards his chest, motioning for them to approach him. "C'mere, babes," he purred.
The two heroines gasped, softly. Then, with twin sighs, they obeyed. Buxom bodies jiggling spectacularly, they slid apart from one each other - Wonder Woman's huge hanging breasts getting one last caress in across Americana's sleek belly, before lifting ponderously up and away - and sat side by side upon the bed. They gasped briefly, huge breasts sloshing and buxom hips wiggling upon the stained sheets, as they got their sea legs back under them after the long debilitating experience of riding his enormous cock. Then, with a sigh, both busty beauties rose shakily to their feet and stood, side by side, naked, before him.
The Geek's grin broke into a giant leer. "Gimme some of that sugar, girls," he said.
Both heroines breathed deep, their huge naked breasts shaking and jiggling before his chest. Then with twin sighs, and blushes upon their cheeks, they obeyed. Stumbling close, they wrapped their arms about him - pulling close, so that their huge tits pressed and jiggled tight against his chest. Then, one by one, they lifted their lips upwards. Moaning softly, their hands stroking and caressing at his head, they took turns giving the hero trembling, quivering, and worshipful kisses. Each time they finished their luscious lips pulled back, and the beautiful heroines gasped to find him smirking down at them... and then, with a tiny adoring whimper, they lifted back up on tiptoe to press another kiss onto his leering lips again.
Meanwhile, as both heroines eagerly kissed him, the Geek kept both hands down and around their trim waists - casually and insolently groping their jutting buxom bare bottoms. Both heroines whimpered softly, cheeks blushing, as in mid-kiss they felt their round buttocks get mockingly pinched and squeezed by his idle hands. But other than to make their tongues quiver as they caressed against him, his gropes and pinches did nothing to dissuade either beauty from giving him kiss after kiss after sweet adoring kiss – almost as if the Geek was some lucky stud who’d taken two girls home from the prom, and now had both of them begging him to take them upstairs and make it a night to remember.
Finally, Wonder Woman stepped back. Grinning, the Geek promptly stroked his hand up around the hourglass curves of her waist, and to her breast. Chuckling, he gave the delicate nipple that tipped her enormous right breast a little teasing tweak, as the huge jug it rode upon swayed ponderously back and forth. Wonder Woman watched - and gasped, softly, as he played with her breast. Then her gorgeous face snapped up.
"So... so is this all we are to you?" she snapped. Though her first taste of a real hero’s giant penis had indeed smashed and wrecked most of her arrogant pride, the product of centuries of indoctrination does not die quite so easily – and now that she was not having her new place continuously pounded into her deep inside, said willfulness began to resurface, spreading across her gorgeous regal face. She lifted her chin high, her hands lifting up to perch once more upon her buxom bare hips. She looked down and glared, a tiny spar of fury flashing in her eye as she watched his fingers continue to play insolently with the tip of her gigantic swaying breast. "Are... are we heroines really just another set of ass and titties, for you to 'inspect' regularly?!" she asked, incredulously.
He grinned. While she stood naked and indignant before him, his fingers continued to idly grope and squeezed at Wonder Woman's big, superhumanly perfect breasts. His other hand gave Ms. Americana's big ass a tight, possessive squeeze. The latter heroine moaned softly, a deep blush on her face behind her mask - remembering well that she had asked nearly identical questions before her own fuck - and, pulling her body tighter against him, pressed a quivering kiss to the mighty hero's neck.
"Yep," the Geek said. His finger traced idly around and around the Amazons' big, delicately extended left nipple.
The Amazon gasped and her glare darkened. Yet, despite herself, she could not keep her body from squirming slightly under his caress. Then, lifting her head high, she did her best to ignore it.
"I see," she said, frostily. Her fingers trembled, indignantly, upon her buxom naked hips, to either side of her bare pussy. "And what about our minds?" she asked. "Are they entirely without value to you?!"
The Geek grinned. "Why the fuck would they be, bitch?" he asked. Then, seizing hold of her delicate nipple, he pulled it towards him and then let it snap back mockingly, leaving her enormous jug to bounce and jostle defenselessly before him.
Wonder Woman's jaw dropped in shock, and she gasped in outrage. Her hands lifted from her hips, and formed into fists. Then they froze, and trembled. She let out a loud moan. Her mighty arms demanded to do something. But even after the deep insult she found she was unable to force herself to attack the man who, with so many deep thrusts inside her virgin pussy, had inducted her into an entirely new way of thinking about and interacting with men. So instead she rose her arms up and folded them behind her head. Unable to meet his leering gaze, she turned her head to one side and whimpered - in the process leaving her staggeringly buxom body to jiggle and squirm, absolutely helplessly, beneath his roving caressing fingers.
"V-very well," the mighty Amazon moaned. Her golden tiara flashed as her head rolled in torment, a few tears streaming from her eyes. "If... if my body is all you care about," she whispered, "then... then I shall maintain it for you, perfectly." Turning her head, she gazed at him through cracks in her pure blue, watering eyes. "I am immortal," she whispered. "My body shall always be exactly as it is now - awaiting your pleasure. It shall be available for your... your ‘inspection’ always, since... since it, and not my mind and heart, are all you care about!"
The last part came in a quivering hiss, her blue eyes flashing at him with fury and more than a couple tears - a last attempt to shame him into showing her the proper devotion and respect she deserved. But she still didn’t realize what she was dealing with. A goody-goody hero probably would have caved. But to the Geek, as he stroked his hands over her silky smooth curves, she might as well have been another busty anime figurine in a compromising pose to stick next to all the others on his shelf – and in fact, he immediately began trying to figure out how build a device to do just that to her. In the meantime, a giant smirk spread across his square-jawed face.
"Good girl," he purred. His fingers roved down from her enormous breasts to her flat, sleek, well-filled belly. " I always knew that as the greatest of all women, deep down, you knew better than any of them how to assume your rightful place, Diana!" he laughed - while his fingers played, teasingly, with her little navel, just above her dripping, cum-leaking pussy.
"Oh... GODDESS!" Wonder Woman gasped. Her cheeks went bright pink. Cuddling tight to him, her huge boobies pressed against his chest, Ms. Americana also drew her lips back from his neck and moaned, shuddering in shock, at the hero's comment. Though her reasons were different - the Queen of Justice gasping in dismay as it was finally driven in to her pretty head that, in surrendering her thong's position of maximum shame to Wonder Woman's panties, she had inadvertently also given up the position of ultimate slave to her beloved, into which she had so recently and so abjectly begged him to put her. She would forever after, she knew, play second fiddle to the Amazon Princess.
The Geek grinned. Then, before either heroine could recover - and tiring of having just two ultra-buxom bodies to toy with when a whole platoon waited outside - he nodded towards the door. "Alright, sluts," he purred, in Danger Man's rumbling voice. "Now that we got your proper place sorted out, I think it's high time we go give the good news to the rest of the herd. I mean team. Ain't it, babes?" He bobbed his eyebrows at them suggestively, and leered.
The two mighty heroines gasped deeply in horror at the very idea. But, pussies aching deeply at what he had done to them and their promises of devoted servitude repeatedly given, they both found themselves in no position to resist.
"Yes... yes, Danger Man," Wonder Woman whispered, softly, her naked body quivering in dread. Her last attempt to shame him into doing as she wanted having failed, she bowed her head in defeat.
"As... as you wish," Ms. Americana sighed. Pulling tight, she pressed one last kiss to his chest, and then reluctantly detached her busty jiggling curves from his flesh.
But neither super-lady wanted to face the fellow heroines waiting outside in their current sweaty, devastated, very obviously post-coital state. No sooner had they detached themselves from his body and his roving hands than they both turned and rushed to stand before a wide mirror beside the door. Pulling their sweaty hair back behind their ravishing heads, with a few sweeps and combs of their fingers both beauties managed to restore their lustrous dark hair back into a semblance of their usual flowing styles. Then, fingers proceeding to their faces they hastily rubbed at their makeup, which had become streaked from the sweat of long pumping coitus. Soon, the two mighty heroines looked as composed and imposing as they could - considering they stood naked from their boots to their tiaras, copious juices both his and theirs still drooling continuously from their exposed pussies.
Ducking a hand down, Ms. Americana yanked open a drawer and pulled out two tubes of lipstick. She handed one to Wonder Woman, who accepted it gratefully. Looking into the mirror both heroines gasped softly as they lifted the tubes and hastily retouched their full lips, whose coloration had become smudged from kissing and sucking Danger Man's dick, not to mention his body. Side by side they pursed and smacked their lips side-by-side into the mirror, rubbing the lipstick about, until they had once more restored their luscious dick-sucking lips to their usual full and luscious red gleaming.
The Geek watched the two heroines prepare themselves for their date with destiny with fascination - this being a side of the super-ladies he had never before been privileged to see. Then, when his patience gave out - which took quite a while, given the jiggling show they put on as they did so - he strutted forth and brought his palm down upon each of their buxom jutting bottoms. "Oh!" both beauties gasped in shock and, newly flawless faces spinning round upon their necks, gaped up at him breathlessly.
"Let's go babes," he said. Turning, he leered into each of their gasping gorgeous newly-restored faces in turn. "No more stalling." Behind them, his fingers came together to give each of their mighty, jutting round bottoms a sharp, delay-discouraging pinch.
Wonder Woman and Ms. Americana moaned. They wiggled in shock, as his mocking hands, opened up to give their giant bottoms one more painful and encouraging squeeze - then departed from each with a little parting swat. Then bowing their heads, they moaned softly... and, like brave heroines, submitted docilely to their fates.
"Yes master..." Ms. Americana whispered.
"As... as you command," Wonder Woman sighed.
Then, with grace that almost defied the pounding each had taken repeatedly between her legs, both heroines slowly and obediently sauntered towards the door. Grinning, Danger Man followed just behind as they marched forward, the doors opening up before them as they went forth to greet the rest of the team.
To be continued...
End Note: to any readers still with me, thank you very much for your patience. This one kind of got away from me. The last few chapters were originally one, but ended up expanding so much on rewrites that I split them up. It was beyond gratuitous to do so, but I did it anyways since the original shorter version struck me as an insufficient climax for the Geek’s adventure. That said, we are on the downward slope now, and the pace of events should from here. Just a few more chapters to go before this one is in the can…