Our Story Thus Far: the Geek has infiltrated the heroines' base in the guise of mighty hero Danger Man. Having used the exceptional sexual endowments provided him courtesy of an ovulating Nightmare Witch’s over-enthusiastic spell, he has now fucked his way through every last one of them, up to and including Wonder Woman herself. Now he must face them all one last time - an entire army of horny naked beauties who could normally snap him in half any way they pleased... and figure out how the hell he's going to talk his way out of here before they ask him to help pick out curtains and baby furniture...
Outside Americana’s private chambers, the rest of the heroines still sat clustered around the monitors. At the sound of the door hissing open behind them, as one they turned and gasped.
They had been waiting for hours, their voluptuous bodies squirming against the cold metal seats, their fingers working continuously between their legs. Their lips trembled in awe as they watched Ms. Americana emerge… naked, her body dripping. Then, they moaned loudly, their eyes going wide as Wonder Woman walked out as well – just as naked, her mighty cheeks blushing. Finally, Danger Man came strutting forth behind his two latest and greatest conquests, grinning like the biggest pimp in the universe.
“Hello, ladies,” he purred.
“Oh… oh Goddess…” the heroines moaned. Almost as one, huge breasts sloshing and swaying, they slid their voluptuous moist bottoms off their metal seats. But, still weak in the knees after the hour plus they’d spent making themselves squirt and moan, they found they could not summon the strength to stand. As one, gaping quivering, to the Geek’s delight they went down onto their knees before him… as if before their strutting sexual god.
Americana and Wonder Woman both froze and gaped down in shock at the sight – their gorgeous cheeks blushing deep pink. That would not do. So, strutting close up behind them, the Geek put his head between theirs and smirked.
“What are you waiting for?” he purred, into their ears. “Join your ladies, girls.” Swinging his hands down, he slammed the flat of each palm, hard, onto Americana and Wonder Woman’s well-rounded bottoms.
As one the other heroines’ jaws drop. For a moment the soft ‘thwack’ rising from Brenda and Diana’s jiggling buns in the wake of the Geek’s swat echoed like a pin drop across the room. Americana and Wonder Woman turned their heads, and gaped up at Danger Man’s leering square-jawed face in shock. For just a moment, quivers of outrage rippled across their ravishing features. Then – both remembering well the deep power he had slammed up inside their round fertile hips – they squirmed, whimpered, bowed their heads – and obeyed.
Panting softly, Americana and Wonder Woman waddled forward – the normally confident and powerful gait of their buxom hips still disturbed by the lingering effects of his brutal penetration. Gasping, the center heroines parted, wiggling their hourglass forms off to either side, to make room. Slipping into the center of the heroine line, they turned to face him. They took deep breaths. Then, with soft moans, they too sank to their knees, and squirmed before him – their huge bare breasts sloshing and buxom bodies twisting.
Danger Man stood before the wall of kneeling heroines, and grinned. But the heroines got some compensation for having their huge boobies out and on magnificent display, jiggling before him from one end to the other. The hero’s gigantic dick dangled down over his still-lowered briefs. It hung low, its tip level with the pink nipples that tipped each of their huge breasts, and swayed slowly back and forth before their eyes. Gasping, whimpering, nary a single heroine managed to tear her lovely orbs off it, their gazes tracking its slow and heavy oscillation as perfectly as a very susceptible group of subjects’ might a hypnotist’s pendulously swaying watch. The Geek’s smirk grew broader.
“Congratulations, ladies,” he said at last, shattering a long pregnant silence. “My investigation is at an end…” It was as if a spell had been broken. Eyes darting up off his long swinging dick, the heroines squirmed, and moaned softly in dismay. His smirk broadened. “Ms. Americana, Wonder Woman, do you want to pass along the results of my investigation?” he said.
The two heroines gasped, deeply. They too had been caught with their eyes growing wide and lost before the sway of his dick. Taking deep breaths, both reached up and fastidiously tucked some of their lustrous dark hair back behind their ears. Then, reluctantly, blushing, they nodded.
“I’m… I’m afraid, ladies,” Ms. Americana whimpered – folding her hands before her naked belly and squirming like a schoolgirl having to give her father a bad report card – “that we have been found out to be… to be completely incompetent and a massive security risk. Were… were it not for Danger Man’s mercy, we would be summarily expelled from the Justice Network in abject disgrace.”
A chorus of shocked and horrified moans burst from a selection of opulent, flawless dick-sucking lips. A dozen hands rose up to clutch in shock to a dozen masked cheeks, as their owners’ eyes fluttered in dismay.
“Fortunately,” Wonder Woman whimpered, her own voluptuous hips wiggling back and forth as she folded her hands behind her bottom, and bowed her head in shame, “our Inspector has shown lenience to us. Instead of being humiliated… we are to be placed under secret probation. Subject… subject to his personal inspection… any… anytime and anywhere he pleases…”
The other heroines drew deep breaths. Their voluptuous bodies squirmed, side by side with hers. Gazing up into his eyes, looks of shock, of outrage, of disbelief, briefly appeared upon their gorgeous faces. But they could not hold them. One by one, their eyes were tugged back down, as if pulled by the force of gravity. One by one they bit their lips, whimpered, squirmed. One by one, the sudden glisten of moisture flooding their pussies betrayed their true reactions to the prospect of being subject to eternal ‘surprise inspections’ by the hung, handsome hero.
“What do you say, ladies?” the Geek asked.
Despite all the positive signs written upon their faces and with their body language, a cold pit still briefly formed in his stomach. This was the moment of truth. If they turned on him, he was screwed.
But he needn’t have worried.
Got Gal drew a deep breath. Kneeling at the feet of her beloved, whose portraits adorned her room, one could almost see little red hearts rising from her head. To share him with all the other heroines would once have struck her as the gravest possible affront – and now, as she knelt with her buxom bottom wiggling atop her heels before him, seemed like the smallest price she could possibly pay.
“We… we accept…” the blonde heroine gasped, softly.
Her acceptance opened the flood gates. One by one, heaving great sighs, gorgeous eyes blinking up at him in awe, one heroine after another threw her metaphorical heart onto his pile of trophies.
“Alright…” Green Specter whimpered, squirming before him in awe, his cum leaking from her pussy. “We’ll… we’ll do it…” she softly promised, her voluptuous hips wiggling back and forth nervously atop her boots.
“Thank you… for being merciful,” Alpha Woman said, speaking for both herself and her sidekick. The lovely teen in question, kneeling right beside her ultra-buxom mother, blushed, and silently nodded her pretty redheaded noggin in agreement.
A few heroines were not without questions, however.
“What… what if we become pregnant?” Flag Girl asked, nervously – drawing her hand slowly over her own sleek, well-filled teen belly.
The Geek smiled. “These inspections are secret,” he said. His long dick swayed slowly before the staring heroines, still feeling cool from the lingering juices of the last pussy it had fucked. “If you expose my… involvement with you, the deal is off.”
Flag Girl drew a deep breath. Her hand quivered, upon her sleek belly. “But…” she whispered.
The Geek’s smile broadened. “Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked her.
Flag Girl squirmed. She glanced over, down the long line of kneeling heroines, to her mistress. Her blush deepened. “Yes,” she admitted, softly.
“Are you sexually active with him?” he asked.
Flag Girl squirmed again, and looked down at the floor. “Yes,” she admitted.
Ms. Americana gasped softly, in shock, her own voluptuous bottom quivering atop her boots. This was news to her.
Danger Man gave the kneeling, naked teen a beatific smile. “Tell him it’s his,” the mighty hero told her, his voice rumbling down around her.
Flag Girl drew another deep breath. Her eyes blinked up at him, wide. “But…” she whispered.
Danger Man lowered his chin, and looked her firmly in the eye. “Tell him it’s his,” he repeated, firmly.
Flag Girl panted softly, eyes flickering up into his, then down at the floor. Then, finally, licking her lips, she looked at his penis. She bowed her head, and sighed. “Okay…” she said softly.
To either side, a dozen more voluptuous heroine hips suddenly squirmed atop their boots… the mighty hero’s semen still leaking from their pussies. Their gorgeous faces breathed hard, blinking in shock. But not a one asked a single question. They all knew, deep down, they would get the same response.
Finally, at the other end, a different question popped into a panting heroine’s head. “What… what are you doing with our bikinis?!” Jungle Babe asked.
For much of his exploration of the heroines’ quarters, of course, the Geek had engaged in his perverse collecting in secret – tucking each huge-cupped bra and tiny heroine panty he stole down into a little pouch before its previous owner was the wiser. But during his hour-long victory lap within the pussies of Americana and Wonder Woman, he had not been attentive to such secrecy. One by one, as he pumped and pounded in their buxom bodies, one pouch after another had flopped open, and its skimpy contents leaked out. All up and down his body his noble hero torso was now decorated with traces of heroine costume: a giant bra cup hanging out here, the strap of a logo-emblazoned thong dangling coyly from a pouch there. The heroines gasped in disbelief as, eyes roving up and down the mighty heroes’ body, nearly every one of them found some trace of his perverse perfidy hanging out from one of his pouches.
And of course, if that was not enough, Ms. Americana’s bikini now hung down openly from his belt on his left side, and Wonder Woman’s world-famous costume from his right. Their skimpy panties dangled down to either side of his enormous dick like fluttering curtains for the star of the show. No matter how hypnotizing the heroines found his long swaying unit, their eyes still strayed far enough to either side to see their champions’ little panties dangling down beside it. Jungle Babe’s eyes darted back and forth in horror between the sight of Wonder Woman’s star-spangled bottoms dangling down beside his giant shaft, and her own, peeking out of a pouch just a few spaces further down his hip.
Up and down the line, squirming and gasping in shock, other heroines moaned out in confused agreement as their eyes, as their eyes gazed in disbelieving dismay at the sight of him trying to abscond with their costumes.
‘Shit…’ the Geek thought. His mind raced, swiftly. As they squirmed and gaped before him, he briefly considered telling them he needed to test their costumes for contamination and return them. He also briefly considered telling them the truth – that he was already mentally measuring out how big of a new trophy case he would need to properly display all of them in. But in the end, he decided upon another course.
“Oh, these?” he purred. Reaching down he lifted up Ms. Americana’s tiny thong, until it hung out beside him looking almost like it had when wrapped around her fertile loins. He grinned, letting the gasping heroines get a good look, as it flapped like a little captured battle standard by his side… then let it drift back down to hang down beside his dong. “I’m keeping your costumes,” he proudly informed them. “As evidence… and insurance.”
“In… Insurance?” Texas Star whispered, staring in shock at her little Texas Flag thong hanging out of one of the pouches on his bandolier. “How… how are our panties insurance?!” she asked, her naked body quivering in shock.
The Geek sneered at her. “If you decided to turn on me ladies, like the lying little sluts who have so long been accustomed to being… well, let’s just say there are many many things you could falsely accuse me of.” Having already done Ms. Americana’s he slipped a finger into the skimpy dangling hip of Wonder Woman’s star-spangled silk panties, and pulled them out to dangle on full display before the kneeling heroines in turn. “But no one,” he cooed, as their gorgeous faces gaped at both his dangling trophy and up at his leering face, in horror, “will believe I got all these without you heroines’ lustful and eager cooperation… which is exactly why I’m going to take them.”
His dick twitched with pleasure, down between his thighs, between Americana and Wonder Woman’s dangling panties. Unable to keep their eyes off it, the kneeling heroines squirmed and gasped in dismay. Having his cum inside their bellies was one thing. The thought that the mighty conquering hero was going to walk out with permanent skimpy proof of all their sexual misadventures horrified them to their sleek and shapely cores. But, eyes blinking in dismay, not a one of the trembling beauties seemed to want to be the first to shoot up atop her long and muscular legs and try and take hers back.
Danger Man chuckled at their indecision… and his smirk broadened. “Do not worry,” he purred. He gave Wonder Woman’s captured panties another luxuriant stroke with his fingertips. “No other hero will see them,” he promised. ‘But I didn’t say anything about villains…’ he thought, smiling evilly. “So long as you keep your side of the bargain…” he continued, in a soft lovers’ coo.
The heroines gasped deeply, trembling naked on their knees, with their buxom hips before his feet and their pretty faces before their stolen bras and panties. They blinked and whimpered in dismay. But in the end, bodies still blasted and ravaged by his giant penis, they could make only one response.
“Th-thank you,” Omega Woman whimpered. Trembling like a leaf before him, she took a deep breath. She clutched her hands to her knees as she squirmed, her giant breasts sloshing heavily between her arms. Unlike all the other heroines, having bet hers and lost fair and square, the naked blonde knew beyond doubt her bikini deserved to be his. “Thank you for keeping them our secret shame…” she added softly, her blonde pussy dripping in gratitude that the bra and panties she had lost fair and square would not be displayed and admired, as she had feared, by an entire drawing room full of cigar-chomping sexist heroes.
“We… we won’t say anything…” Lady Midnight promised softly… her eyes tracing in dismay down the sight of her own purple thong dangling out of one of the pouches upon his abs. “To… to anyone…” she softly added, licking her lips. “We… we promise!”
Up and down the line, several other heroines squirmed, blushed deeply – and moaned forth their agreement, their lovely masked faces nodding.
Danger Man chuckled. “Good girls…” he purred, leering down at them. “Now,” he said, deciding it was high time to put their lips to work before any more awkward questions could emerge from them, “I’m going to come by one by one and let you say your goodbyes.” His smirk broadened. “Don’t bother rising,” he said, as, their buxom bodies squirming, several beautiful heroines propped their hands against the steel floor and seemed on the verge of doing just that, “stay right where you are…”
Then strutting down to the end of the line, he walked forward. Faces confused at first, one by one the heroines moaned and quivered upon their knees as they figured out what he intended for them. But they could only watch, eyes wide and shining, as the hero’s giant penis came to hover before the leftmost kneeling heroine in line – which happened to be Flag Girl.
The young blonde heroine panted in shock, as she stared at his immense tip hovering just above her face. She bit her lips, squirmed, and whimpered. But at last, she could not resist. Rising up upon her haunches, she brought her pretty lips within an inch of his massive penis. She licked them, and sighed. Then her eyes turned up to his… and she spoke.
“Thank you, Danger Man,” Flag Girl whispered. Her blue eyes blinked in awe. They darted down to stare at his giant penis, and she licked her lips. Then her eyes slowly rose back to his face. “Thank you… for coming…” she whispered.
Craning her head forward, she pressed a tender kiss to the side of his penis, just behind his giant cock-head.
Craning their heads, the rest of the gorgeous heroines trembled and gasped as they watched the little blonde pay her respects. But, licking their lips, voluptuous hips squirming in anticipation, none of them could make a single move or raise a single word to object. At last, lips detaching with a soft smack, Flag Girl sank, shaking, back down to the floor.
The Geek grinned. “You’re welcome, babe,” he said. Then, without another word, he took a step down the line, bringing his freshly lip-print-adorned penis to hover before the gasping face of Azure Angel.
Like Flag Girl before her the busty Asian heroine squirmed and whimpered, her almond-shaped eyes going wide as they stared at his waiting penis in shock. But, like Flag Girl, she could not resist. Rising up on her shapely haunches, she brought her lips close to the other side of his shaft. Her eyes turned up and looked into his.
“Thank you… for coming…” she whispered. Then, leaning forward, she delivered a second kiss to his cock. Her luscious lips trembled against him, her eyes growing moist as they stared up into his. Then, with a soft smack, she withdrew her lips – leaving a second bright lip-print, nearly identical to Flag Girl’s but in a slightly softer shade of red, adorning the opposite side of his penis.
“No problem, slut,” the Geek purred. Azure Angel gasped, her almond-shaped eyes going wide. But the mighty hero was already gone, taking his gigantic occidental penis with him.
“Oh… G-Goddess…” Amazing Babe whispered, as she found it dangling before her, instead. But as with the two before her, she could not resist. Buxom ass wiggling, she rose up on her curvy haunches. “Th-thank you… for coming…” she whispered, then pressed her lips to the side of his shaft, a little further down from where Azure Angel’s kiss-mark glowed. But unlike the two teens, the empty-headed blonde lacked the brains to leave subtext as subtext. After withdrawing her lips, she trembled in awe, staring at his giant penis. “In… inside me…” she finally added. Then, with a soft whimper she ducked her head back in, lay a second kiss atop the first, and then slowly sank back down to her wide cum-leaking haunches, gasping up at him in awe.
The Geek grinned. “You’re welcome, bitch!” he laughed. Then, as Amazing Babe gasped and blushed in shock at his insult, he stepped on to the next heroine in line.
Down the line Danger Man worked. One after another, heroine after heroine gasped as she found his immense and steadily more lip-print-covered penis dangling before her. One by one, whimpering with need, they could not resist. They began rising up two or three places ahead of him, buxom bodies squirming and luscious lips gasping as they watched his giant member approach, kiss by kiss by humiliating heroine kiss.
“Thank… thank you for coming… in my pussy…” Texas Star whispered, her blonde head even less capable of subtlety than Amazing Babe’s, before she ducked it low and pressed a tender quivering kiss against the side of Danger Geek’s huge shaft.
He grinned. “You’re welcome, cow-slut,” he said, and moved on, leaving her huge breasts sloshing as she squirmed and moaned in shock.
“Thank you… for coming down my throat…” Wolf Woman whispered next before, eyes wide and moist, she leaned close and pressed her still-bruised lips in a long and lingering kiss down near the base of his shaft – which had taught her a new meaning of domination each time he had slammed into her deep enough to leave her lips wrapped around it.
“No problem, senorita,” the Geek laughed. Wolf Woman gasped, her dusky buns quivering in shock atop her boots, as she watched his huge lip-print-decorated penis bob on to another heroine.
“Thank you for defeating me…” Omega Woman whispered, her lips hovering above his penis. She licked them and gasped. “I… I’ve never been more turned on in my life…” she softly admitted, her already bright pink blush deepening, “than when I pulled down my panties for you…” Then, craning her head forward, she pressed a worshipful kiss to the top of his penis. As she did so, her eyes remained open, blinking up over his gigantic meat… and growing moist as she stared at the sight of those same bottoms dangling half-out of a pouch on the other side of his giant schlong. Then, with a soft smack and a soft sigh, she detached her lips and sank back.
"You're welcome, loser!" the Geek said. Omega Woman squirmed and gasped in shock as she watched him move on.
Angela Greer quivered, as her dark lips hovered an inch over his giant penis. She licked them, but could not resist. “Thank you for coming…” the purple-mask-clad ebony beauty softly whispered, “in… inside of my ass…” Then, bowing her head, she pressed a tender kiss to the top of his penis, an inch from Omega Woman’s. As she did so her impressive backside wiggled back and forth – a few trace trickles of his semen still pouring out from her ravaged asshole. The Geek grinned, watching her lips tremble as they slurped at the long shaft that had pounded her there… and smirked, as she sank back.
“Don’t mention it, slut,” he laughed, and moved on.
As he received kiss after kiss, Danger Geek’s penis steadily rose. Before Flag Girl it had arced forward, but still drooped down by nearly half its length. By now, it was almost straight out. Hexanna gasped as his long straight penis came to hover before her. Then she whimpered, and rose up… taking one of the few still-accessible places along the top of his shaft.
“Thank… thank you…” the Brazilian sorceress whispered, staring down past his immense shaft to his enormous balls. “Thank you… for the immense gift you left inside me…” Then, still unaware whose seed it really was inside her, and that it was her own nemesis’s greatest creation she was worshipping, she bowed her head and gave him a long and adoring kiss. The Geek grinned – and swore he could almost hear Nightmare Witch let out a distant cackle, as, hidden by her lips, Hexanna slurped her mouth wide enough to give him a few strokes of her dexterous spell-casting tongue. Then, with a soft smack and a softer sigh, she withdrew.
“My pleasure, witch!” the hero laughed down to the gasping, tattooed beauty beneath him. Then, huge dick twitching eagerly with yet another lip-print upon it, he moved on.
Next in line was Wonder Woman. He had now reached the very center of the row of kneeling, busty heroines. The Amazon Princess wiggled in anticipation upon her curvy leaking hips, her tiara-crowned face gasping upwards and her lips trembling in preparation for their kiss. But the Geek wanted to save her for last. So, leaning down, he pressed his finger up to her full red lips, silencing her before she could say a thing.
"Now, now," he cooed. The mighty Amazon bleated, her blue eyes wide, as she found his digit pressed tight to her trembling red lips instead of the giant vagina-subjugating cock she had been expecting. "Patience," the massive hero chided down into Wonder Woman's face, mockingly. Then, without another word, he released her lips and strutted on to start over from the other end of the line... while, left behind, the mighty Amazon squirmed fleshily upon her haunches, and gaped after him in disbelief.
Grinning, the Geek strutted on until he reached the far right end of the line of kneeling heroines... to find the curvy bodies of Green Specter, Specter Girl, and Shield jiggling delightfully before his boots. The adult blonde knelt in the center, flanked by her sidekick on her right, and shapely teen redhead on her left. All three rose swiftly up from their haunches as he approached. Staring at his huge penis as it came to loom before her, Green Specter gasped in shock.
Any secrets the heroines had once kept from each other had long since come out during the hours they had spent watching videos, with their fingers pumping eagerly in their drooling cunts. Green Specter had now witnessed multiple times, her lovely jaw hanging agape, what had really happened inside her bedroom – the slurping of four sidekick lips up and down his giant dick beneath her very nose, and the fucking of those same sidekicks atop her unconscious jiggling body. Licking her lips, Green Specter gaped up at the looming stud in disbelief –briefly unable to decide whether to curse him for his crimes or babble in awe at his sheer balls.
But before the beautiful blonde heroine could make up her mind the two trembling teen heroines to either side of her pre-empted her. Leaning forward, Specter Girl and Shield brought their pretty heads close up beside his penis, and, eyes shining upwards, gave it a couple preparatory laps of their tongues.
“Please…come again… anytime…” Specter Girl whispered, between laps of her tongue along his shaft.
“Our… our gates… are always… open…” Shield sighed, fresh juices flowing out of her pussy as she caressed his shaft with her tongue.
Then, bowing their heads, both young heroines began laying kiss after kiss to the sides of his shaft. Green Specter gasped, staring in shock. Then, with a blush spreading across her cheeks, she bowed her gorgeous blonde head – bringing her lips near the tip of his giant cock.
“Yes,” she whispered. Extending her tongue, she lapped it gently around his tip. “Anything… you want…” she whispered, between laps. She glanced back and forth, between her sidekick on one side and the redheaded teen kissing at his penis, and her blush deepened. “You… you have but to ask…” she whispered softly. Then, tilting her head, she pressed a trembling kiss directly underneath the tip of his giant penis.
The Geek grinned – his dick twitching with glee beneath all three heroines’ lips letting her know her message was received loud and clear. “Thanks, madam,” he purred, as their lips withdrew. Green Specter gasped as her huge-breasted body sank back down onto its curvy haunches, flanked to either side by the sleek supple teens – and watched as the arrogant hung hero strutted on past her.
Next in line - now working back the other way - he found Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl kneeling side by side. Once more, leering, rather than park it directly before either of their luscious lips, the Geek let his huge cock come to rest between them. The two curvy redheads gasped, softly, squirming upon their shapely haunches. Then, with twin sighs, they too rose up upon their knees before him.
“Thank you for coming…” Alpha Girl whispered, staring at his penis. Then she paused, biting her lips, and blushing, as she squirmed. “In…inside my mother…” she softly whispered, adding to the familiar refrain. “I… I hope you give me a new sister…” Alpha Girl admitted, her eyes flashing up to look into his.
Upon the other side Alpha Woman gasped, her own lips quivering an inch from the other side of his shaft. Then, she licked them, and moaned. “Th-thank you for coming…” the huge-breasted redhead whispered softly. She panted deep, and then added, “in my daughter…”
Across from her, shapely Alpha Girl squirmed upon her haunches, blushed, and moaned.
“I… I hope…” Alpha Woman whispered softly – both their lips growing closer to his waiting veiny flesh by the second, “that you give me… my first grand-daughter…”
Then, as one, whimpering in awe, both heroines brought their gorgeous faces up to either side of his penis, and gave it a pair of long, lingering, simultaneous kisses. Then another pair, and then another, their eyes opening up on the last kiss to blink adoringly up into his.
The Geek leered, as their lips finally detached from him and they sank back. "I hope so too, sluts," he said. "Just remember," he said, wagging a finger in their pretty gasping faces, "if you keep em’ you have to tell some other dude there his!"
The two beauties panted softly, and blushed. Then they hung their heads.
"We... we know..." Alpha Girl whispered - caressing her flat well-filled teen belly nervously.
"We... we understand," Alpha Woman assured him, gaping up at the towering hero - as, between her thighs, another tendril of his pearly semen dribbled out to hang, shining, from her red-headed pussy, glistening in the light. "We know you want to help, but… the other heroes would be too jealous,” she said. Leaning forward, she pressed one last parting kiss to his penis.
The Geek grinned. "Right. That’s the reason," he said. Then without another word, he moved on.
Next in line he found Got Chic and Got Gal kneeling side by side. They had risen up well in advance, and squirmed and panted in awe as his huge penis finally came to hover before them. They breathed deep, their buxom bodies squirming, as each tried to think of something to say. But, brains blasted to emptiness by his huge discharges, they could not. Finally, with twin loud and unintelligible moans, rather than say anything, they surged forward and pressed kiss after kiss, to every free spot they could find, upon his shaft, his head, and his balls.
The Geek chuckled. Finally, squirming and panting in shock, both heroines detached their now thoroughly smudged lips from his dick, and sank back down onto their curvy leaking hips. "Thanks, babes," he cooed down into their stupidly gaping faces and still silently-quivering lips. Then, grinning, he moved on.
He was now near the center of the line once more. He found Ms. Americana herself kneeling before him, her face quivering in shock beneath her mask as his gigantic penis came once more to loom before her. After kiss after kiss and lap after lap it had now become almost fully erect, rising upward in a long arc. It was also now smothered almost from base to tip in kiss-marks. The Queen of Justice gaped at it in shock from a range of one inch, her buxom hips squirming and her huge breasts sloshing. She whimpered, as a bewildering array of emotions stormed through her lovely head. But finally, sighing, she sank forward onto her hands and knees – her huge tits squeezed and jiggling between her arms – and put her thoughts to words.
“You… you have defeated us…” the mighty heroine whispered, softly, staring at his penis. Reaching up she wrapped her hand around his giant shaft and began to stroke up and down him – lightly, so as to do little to disturb the vast array of lip-prints decorating his penis. Then, leaning her own lips forward, she placed a kiss onto one of the few places not already claimed – to the tender flesh directly between his base and his giant balls. Withdrawing her lips, she took a deep breath. “Not… not like any villain ever did…” she whispered. Leaning forward, she pressed another kiss to his giant left nut-sack. “No… no one can save us from you, hero…” she whispered. Her buxom hips wiggling, she pressed another kiss to his right nut, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks beneath her mask. Her hand continued to jerk delicately up and down his giant shaft, making it twitch and pulse with glee as she worshipped his balls. “You… you defeated us by… by seeing through our lies… by exposing our weakness… by making us admit what we always were…” she whispered, pausing every few words to press another sweet kiss to his enormous heroine-womb-defiling nut-sack. “And worst of all,” she whispered, withdrawing to blink up into his eyes, “we… we love you for it…” She licked her lips and moaned. “We… we all love you for it!” she admitted. Then, bowing her head, she pressed kiss after kiss after kiss, with ravenous hunger, all over his gigantic and triumphant balls. At last with a moan, she withdrew her hand and her lips and sank back onto her curvy haunches.
The Geek grinned. "You're welcome, Ameri-cunt," he said. Then he moved on, leaving Americana gasping and quivering in shame in his wake.
His huge dick twitching with relish, the Geek eagerly stepped to one side... and finally found Wonder Woman kneeling before him again, at last. The Amazon Princess gaped in awe and horror as she beheld his giant penis before her - every inch of his enormous pulsating shaft and gigantic super-womb-hijacking balls covered with the sweet pink or red imprints of grateful heroine lips. Her own panties, and Americana’s, swaying mockingly to either side of the twitching beast, was but insult heaped upon the already fatal injuries of her noble and regal pride.
And yet, somehow, she had never been more thrilled nor blissful in her life.
"Well?" Danger Man purred after, standing before her, Wonder Woman spent several seconds gaping in wonder at his cock, her pretty face frozen. "Got anything to say for yourself, Wonder Slut?" he asked.
Wonder Woman whimpered, her voluptuous body squirming before him. Then, with a sigh, she gave in to her lusts. "Yes," she whispered. Like the other heroines before her she rose up, until her lips hovered before the tip of his penis. She stared at it. Then, slowly, her blue eyes turned to look up at him.
“Thank you, Danger Man,” she whispered. Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to his very tip. Her lips trembled, slurping at him. Then she sank back. “For… taking my virginity," she whispered, blushing, and then dove back in for another smooch. She pulled back, and licked her lips. "For filling me with your seed," she whispered. She kissed him again, twice. "For... for exposing the weaknesses of all my heroines," she said. Extending her tongue, moaning in awe, she caressed it around his tip, then slurped it back in. "And… and for giving me…" she panted softly, "the deep, punishing conquest... my body has known it deserved, since... since the moment it came to Man's World!” Then, craning her gorgeous head forward, with a tormented moan she wrapped her luscious lips worshipfully around his enormous member and gave it the deepest, most succulent, and most abjectly worshipful kiss it had received yet.
The Geek smirked. He watched as, finally, sighing, Wonder Woman detached her lips and sank back - but continued to kneel tall upon her knees before him.
"That's good," he said. Reaching down, he stroked her beautiful tiara-crowned head indulgently, like she was his pet. Wonder Woman gasped and blushed - but let him, blue eyes blinking up in awe as he stroked her. "Now," he cooed, "are you and your ladies all prepared to abide by my terms?"
Wonder Woman breathed deep, and licked her lips. "We... we are," she affirmed. And, to confirm it, she craned her head out and lapped her tongue repeatedly around his glans.
"Good," he purred, enjoying the caresses of her Amazonian tongue against him. He raised up one hand, and one finger, before her, while the other continued to stroke her bobbing dick-lapping head. "But I have one more little condition to add..." he cooed.
Wonder Woman withdrew her tongue, and blinked up at him, her mouth hanging open. "One more condition?" she whispered, in disbelief. She could not imagine what more the mighty hero could possibly want, than the sea of buxom flesh that already lay in offering before his feet.
"Yes," he said. He smiled down at her. "I think it's high time we face reality, Wonder Woman," he said, looking down into her blue eyes as they blinked back up at him in shock. "You ladies may pretend otherwise, but it's not like the disease that afflicts you is confined to just the heroines in this room. We all know that every other costume-clad babe on Earth, strutting her round butt and super-human jugs around in her skintight costume – every last one of them is just one losing battle away from being a villain's loving and adoring slave."
Wonder Woman's tongue fell away from his penis, and she gasped in horror. She gaped up at him in shock - both at the sexist implications that the other busty heroines revealed their desires through their skimpy choice of costume, and as she realized what he intended. “No…” she whispered, shaking her head. “That’s… that’s not…” But he didn’t let her finish.
"Surely they, as you, deserve to have their afflictions cured," the Geek purred, smirking down into her stunned tiara-clad face as he stomped on her reply and forced her back to silence. "Which is why," he said, "I'm going to make it your duty to recruit as many other heroines as you can onto this team – so that they too can be cured of their horniness and frustration." He grinned, as his drug of choice twitched and pulsed eagerly before her. “Of course,” he purred, “since our deal must remain secret, you cannot tell them. They’ll just have to find out the hard way… their first night in this fortress.”
Wonder Woman took a deep breath, her gorgeous tiara-crowned face covered in shock. Even after everything else, this fresh horror still shook her to her very soul. "You... you can't be serious..." she whispered.
“I am,” he purred, leering down at her – his huge cock twitching eagerly over her gaping head.
Wonder Woman shook her head. “We… we would be accessories to the rape of… of every… we could never agree to that!” she gasped, softly, the implications so vast her luscious trembling lips could barely finish one thought before tripping into the next.
“I’m sorry to hear that, Diana,” he purred. He didn’t sound sorry. Reaching down, he used one hand to take a firm hold upon her lustrous dark hair. With the other, he caressed around behind her to cup the back of her head. “It means…” he purred, “that even after all I’ve done for you, you still haven’t learned to accept what’s good for you.” His grin broadened. “Fortunately for you,” he cooed, “I have the patience to teach sluts like you their place over and over and over again…”
"Wh... what are… are you?!" Wonder Woman started to sputter. But before she could get out a complete sentence he shoved his hips forward, using his firm grip upon her head to push the tip of his penis in between her lips. Her eyes going wide, Wonder Woman stared down at it in shock… her haughty lips quivering as if unable to believe what was about to happen to them.
Danger Man chuckled, and stroked her trembling head. “Enjoy your lesson,” he purred. Then he thrust into her, hard.
“Blggggh!” Wonder Woman moaned, her lips quivering in shock, as his giant penis suddenly slammed down through them and forced them wide apart. She choked and gurgled, eyes fluttering in wild disbelief, as he plowed down her throat – but could not stop him. Soon her lovely neck bulged with a clear impression of Danger Man’s enormous cock-head, surging down her windpipe. Her eyes fluttered wide, gaping down at the huge veiny invader in shock.
“Ahhh…” Danger Man sighed, tilting his head back and grinning, as the Amazon Princess’s illustrious taut-strained lips finally arrived where they belonged, in his pubes. “That’s good,” he purred, his lips twisting up in a delighted grin. From one end to the other, his immense tired penis was swaddled in the tight, hot, delicately massaging throat of the world’s proudest heroine. “For the record,” he cooed, taking a fresh grip on her lustrous dark hair, “there is not a single hero who has not imagined doing just this, every time you opened up that big uppity mouth to yap your bullshit at him. I know. Locker room talk, and all that. On their behalf, let me give you a taste of the only retort Superman, Batman, or any of those dudes have ever thought your feminist lectures ever deserved.”
Then, holding a firm grip upon Wonder Woman by her lustrous raven hair, he began to pump his immense cock, slowly at first, but with slowly increasing speed, in and out of her wide-stretched and devastated lips.
Wonder Woman whimpered. She moaned. Yet, trapped on her knees, head held in his hand, she had no choice. Spreading her lips wide and sucking him down, she took it. Eyes blinking up at him in awe, lips trembling with the power he was pounding in and out of her, she took it. Within her devastated royal mouth her luscious tongue spent every last second lapping and caressing at his immense conquering dick.
“Are you ready to accept your place, Wonder Woman?” he asked, leering down at her evilly.
A deep blush spread across her gorgeous regal face. But she couldn’t help herself. “Mmm-hmm…” she murmured softly, through lips battered near to oblivion by the immense veiny cock pounding like a blur back and forth through them. With great difficulty given the thickness and hardness of the immense shaft nailing her pretty noggin, and the violence with which it was ruling her, she nevertheless nodded.
“And what about you ladies?” Danger Man asked, shifting his gaze from orally-impaled Wonder Woman to the rest of her buxom, naked, kneeling heroinely sisterhood. “Look what I'm doing to your champion!" he cackled, as his massive meat slammed furiously in and out of the Amazon's taut-spread, proud, trembling mouth. "You just going to kneel there and watch?” he asked.
The rest of the Thunder Eagles had been doing exactly that. Kneeling before him, naked bodies jiggling spectacularly, jaws practically on the floor, they had gaped in shock at the sight of Danger Man orally ravaging their mistress and sponsor, the icon of all heroines. Their only response had been the steady tenting out of all their large tender nipples, and the flow of glistening moisture between their legs. Now, gasping, Ms. Americana withdrew her finger from her lips and breathed deep.
“He’s right, girls,” she said, lifting her head high. “We have to help Wonder Woman!”
With a great and enthusiastic cry, the entire buxom heroine herd surged forward, huge breasts bouncing naked before them. Hobbling and jostling pneumatically upon their knees, they thrust their gorgeous faces forward and, fighting for space, desperately fought to lay their lips and tongues upon his surging, Amazon-mouth-punishing penis. In no time, the Geek’s enormous deep-throating cock, every time it slid up and out of Wonder Woman’s tight ravaged mouth, was bathed in a shower of slurping kisses, lapping tongues, and eager moans of awe. Fighting against each other, gorgeous heroine wrestled against gorgeous gasping heroine to get her face just close enough to flick the very tip of her glistening tongue against the veiny side of the hero’s penis as it shuttled in and out of Diana’s mouth.
Trapped amidst the swarming buxom throng, and still getting battered deep and brutally in her throat, Wonder Woman whimpered in helpless dismay. But given the rivers of eager juices, mixed with a few streamers of cum, flowing down from her pussy and drooling down the interiors of her kneeling thighs, if she objected to getting orally punished while in the midst of her eager conquered heroines, she had a funny way of showing it.
“Oh, yeah!” Danger Geek crowed. Head tilting back, he cackled with what was unmistakably a villains’ evil booming laugh, as tongue after tongue, quivering kiss after quivering kiss, pressed themselves to his huge Wonder Woman-punishing schlong. Gasping in humiliation, the heroines blushed, licked their lips… and, leaning their beautiful heads back in, fought ever harder to put just one more kiss upon his penis.
In no time, for him – meaning just a few heavenly minutes – the sea of stimulation finally became too much for Danger Geek’s member. “Oooh!” he sighed, as he felt an all too familiar tingle sprout in his balls, and begin growing up his shaft. Seizing a tighter hold upon the back of Wonder Woman’s gorgeous, helplessly trembling head, he started slamming in even harder, while his huge tongue-swaddled member began to eagerly pulse and throb.
“Oh, yeah!” he said, slamming in hard, hand up like he was riding a bucking bronco. “Oh, yeah! OH, YEAH!!!”
Down at his waist, Wonder Woman’s head trembled helplessly as he brutally fucked it. As his huge surging penis started to shake and wiggle within her, Wonder Woman’s eyes grew wide and lost, trembling with instinctive fear. So violent were his thrusts, streamers of spittle burst from her luscious taut-stretched lips and flew off in all directions each time he pounded home, spraying onto the faces and the huge wobbling tits of the close-clustered heroines. “Oh, YEAH!” Danger Man howled, letting his head tilt backwards and shutter in perfect ecstasy. “Take this! Take it, you… you BITCH!!!”
And with one last tremendous slam, he thrust his gargantuan cock-head all the way into the deepest depths of Wonder Woman’s throat and exploded, unleashing a massive torrent of cum down into her.
Wonder Woman’s eyes, already wide, somehow grew wider, until they resembled great radar dishes. Tears leaked from them. Yet there was nothing she could do, save to open as wide as possible and helplessly swallow. With each deep gulp the muscles of her royal throat gave his enormous cum-pulsing cock a delicious massage, from base all the way out to the tip of his shaft, as if she were trying to milk more of his semen out of it.
Gasping with pleasure, Danger Man stayed inside Wonder Woman a few more seconds, pouring his cum into her. Then, with a great roar, he pushed back on her helpless head and slammed out with his hips, yanking out his huge cock in one swift stroke. Wonder Woman gasped in awe as his huge cock came out to loom before her face… then squealed, like a stunned school-girl, as his next enormous gout of cum came lunging out to splatter across her gorgeous royal face. In seconds, the whimpering Amazon Princess was covered, from the top of her tiara-crowned brow to the tip of her chin, and from her stunned blinking eyes all the way out to her high and classically sculpted cheeks, in the Geek’s surging, pearly hot cum.
But Danger Geek was not done yet. Shuddering with ecstasy, he nevertheless managed to grab hold of his gargantuan Wonder-saliva-smothered cock. Holding the huge glistening tool like an immense veiny firehose, he swung his gigantic cock-head back and forth across the arrayed gallery of kneeling naked heroines, spraying them with gout after gout after titanic gout of his cum.
The heroines of the Thunder Eagles cried out in shock, their voluptuous mighty bodies leaping and surging into one another as his sticky rain fell upon them. But they could not escape. The teasing of his giant cock by kiss after kiss after kiss had built up an enormous store inside his magic balls. Hissing with pleasure, Danger Man sent volley after volley after seemingly endless volley of cum blasting out of his cock, as if he was trying to re-enact Agincourt with the heroines playing the French. Blast after mammoth blast of seed arced across to splatter across their faces, cheeks, and breasts. Like a one-man riot unit giving the fire hose to an entire throng of bouncing, moaning, disobedient prisoners he swung his giant dick back and forth, spraying them all down.
At last his flow slackened, and ended. A last few streamers of cum poured from the tip of his limp cock, and dangled down, like the last bit of water from a firehose. Slowly, trembling, the army of heroines sank back down dejectedly onto their fleshy rounded haunches. Streamers of the hero’s cum ran down their fantastic breasts, their flat fertilized bellies, and their shapely thighs. Their gorgeous faces blinked and trembled under half-blinding layers of drooling slime.
Standing before them holding his limp and drooling cock, Danger Man grinned at his handiwork. His huge cock still bore the imprint of each and every heroine’s lips… overlain with a few streaks of Wonder Woman’s lipstick here and there which the Amazon Princess had helplessly imparted when her mouth had been shuttling furiously up and down his immense length. Wads and globs of his jizz covered every single inch of their faces, their breasts – of almost every part of their silky flesh. He grinned.
"What do you say now, Wonder Woman?" he asked.
The Amazon Princess heaved a huge sigh, her cheeks blushing bright pink beneath his drooling slime. Then, with a moan, she tumbled forward onto her hands and knees, her giant tits sloshing furiously as they were squeezed between her arms. "I'm sorry," she whispered. “You're right," she said. Raising a trembling finger, she brushed some of her errant cum-laden hair back away from her face. "By the time I am done," she promised, her buxom naked body sloshing and glistening before his feet, "every... every super-heroine on Earth will have had the pleasure of getting her willful arrogance corrected by… by your superior manhood. This I promise... on my honor as an Amazon." Lifting her bruised trembling lips, she sealed her promise by pressing one last sweet puffy kiss to his long, limp firehose of a cock.
The Geek grinned, as a pair of luscious super-heroine lips quivered against his shaft one last time, and then, with a soft audible 'smack!' sweetly withdrew. He had pushed his luck one last time, and won. Sensing that the moment was right, he decided it was time to get out while the getting was good.
"Thanks, babes," he purred. Below him, kneeling at his feet, Wonder Woman gasped and gazed up at him in awe. Her huge boobies shook back and forth… tendrils of his cum hanging from their tips. Her lipstick, so carefully applied such a short time ago, was smudged, streaked, and destroyed by her many kisses and by being pumped deep by her very first penis. To either side of her, all the other kneeling, gasping, cum-smothered heroines looked every bit as deliciously destroyed as their leader. "But now,” he continued, his limp tired dick twitching with pleasure, “I'm afraid I’ve got to go.”
Instantly, a great moan of dismay burst from all the heroines’ cum-traced lips. Their pretty eyes blinked up at him as if they were a group of kneeling busty cultists, gazing upon their sexual Messiah one last time before he rose to the heavens.
“I know, I know,” he said. With a dismissive wave of his hand, he brushed their concerns aside. “But I'm a busy guy,” he said. He smirked. “You know how it is. More places to be… more pussies to fuck."
Pulling his trunks up and over his junk, he stashed his giant monster back away. Even after all it had done to them the kneeling heroines moaned softly, squirming and staring wistfully from under the tendrils of slime running down their faces, to see his huge and inexhaustible yet exhausting member slide out of view. Smirking, the Geek turned and strutted away towards the portal through which he had arrived. As his biometrics approached again the mystic circle began once more to swirl with light. Standing at its entrance, he glanced back at the long row of kneeling, glistening beauties he was leaving in his wake.
“Alright sluts, I’m out,” he said. “Don’t call me. I’ll call you. Ta ta!”
Waving over his shoulder, with one last booming laugh -and the faintest hint of a snort - he stepped through the portal and was gone.
In his wake, the army of heroines was briefly left squirming and sighing in lingering shock. A sudden deep emptiness filled them, to no longer be in the presence of their new master. The looked back and forth between each other’s faces, eyes wide. Were it not for the streamers of swaying cum dangling down from their hair and chins, and the deep ache that still lay in each and every one of their buxom squirming bare hips, for a moment they might almost have believed it was a dream. Then, with a soft sigh, shakily, they got to their feet.
Turning, waddling awkwardly, the heroines formed a loose circle in the very center of their tarnished, cum-splattered control room. Naturally enough, all eyes turned to stare at Wonder Woman. The Amazon stood with her back to the gate through which their conquering hero had just taken his leave, one hand to her cum-smothered belly and the other fastidiously fixing her lustrous sable hair as she gasped. Thick rivers of cum poured from her ravaged mouth and ran in streamers down her chin. Far thicker streaks and splatters covered her than every other heroine’s bountifully buxom body, as she had of course knelt directly before the long veiny source.
“Well…” Wonder Woman said, at last. Then she had to stop, to lick away some of the excess cum that had dribbled down into her mouth. She swallowed heavily, then started again after a soft gasp. “Well, that was certainly… revelatory. We must take a moment, ladies, to examine the new order of our world. Some… some discussion circles are probably in order. Perhaps a committee or two, to plan how we will adapt. But… but first I think that we had better…”
But she was silenced by a sudden round of gasps that burst from several heroines’ throats at once. Following their gaze, the cum-splattered Princess turned around. Her eyes widened.
Behind her jutting, ample ass, the portal had started to swirl once more. A dark, broad-shouldered, heroically masculine silhouette appeared amidst the glow… and stepped forth, still dark against the brightness behind him. His booted feet, as they clanked upon the platform, were tiny. Slowly the light faded.
One by one, the heroines’ faces fell with shock. Cum ran glistening down their faces, as their eyes spread wide. Sticky white tendrils hung off their sculpted jaws as they dropped low… several breaking off and falling down to join the other globs of pearly slime already glistening in their tits.
Before them, upon the platform, the new intruder had his head lifted high. His eyes were closed, a serene smile on his lips. Against the front of his tiny super-briefs, a starkly visible three-inch erection throbbed, manically – for even the greatest of heroes was not immune to the arousing thoughts that visiting an entire fortress full of busty bikini-clad beauties inspired.
As one the heroines drew in a deep silent breath, of disbelief. Their eyes spread wide.
Danger Man had finally arrived. Again.
To be continued…