A "Friendly" Conversation

Leaving the secret passage, they found a small car, and the two immediately got in.

Now that they were far away, Zack could relax a little, allowing him to think more about his companion. Poison Ivy wore a black wig and synthetic fur that didn't quite cover her new dimensions.

She was also a mess: her gaze was fixed on the road, her tongue hung out of her mouth as if searching for something, her hands were shaking, and she was breathing uncontrollably.

Zack remembered that he hadn't… well, he hadn't had relations with her yet, which would strengthen his power over the villain, but he also knew that his punishment for everything he'd done to her wasn't over.

During the drive, neither of them said a word until they reached her house to take refuge. Once the door was closed, the protagonist got to work.

She quickly deployed her pheromones, which, thanks to being in a more enclosed space, helped the red smoke cover the room.

“Sniff… God… oooh.”

Immediately, Poison Ivy fell to the floor, her mouth shaped like a big O as she moaned. Unable to hold it in any longer, she desperately tore off her disguise.

“Sniff... this... is horrible... but... I really like it... oooh.”

“Stand up, bitch, and stay still, that's an order,” Zack said rudely.

His “neighbor” barely made it past him. Now her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, her pussy was spewing juices down her legs, and her eyes were glassy as they stared into space.

With complete confidence, Zack forcefully grabbed one of her large, green breasts, eliciting a cry of pleasure from his victim.

“OOOOHHHHH... SHIT... AAAAAAYYY!”

“Tell me, what's your real name? Please,” Zack said, continuing to play with her breast.

He knew her identity wasn't a secret; he was just doing it to increase his control.

“ggggrrr...STOP!”

Now Zack pinched her nipple hard, causing the villain to climax from its increased sensitivity.

“WOOOOOW...DAMN!”

Suddenly, small vines with beautiful pink flowers sprouted around her body.

"What an interesting reaction... It's not fair that you know almost everything about me, and I don't even know your name. Come on, be a good girl," he said, increasing the pinch.

"Oh... Oh... AYYYY... Pamela... Pamela Lilian Isley... but my friends call me Pam," she spat out between moans.

"That's it, Pam, you've been a good girl," he said, caressing her cheek.

Pamela smiled and closed her eyes, blushing, something that would make more flowers bloom. Just as with Karen, positive reinforcement was useful.

"Pam, from now on, you'll tell me the truth without lies, okay?"

Pam nodded, biting her lip.

"You like how I make you feel, right?"

"Yes... yes... I know you're controlling me... but I can't help but being all soaked."

"Why did your body change when you swallowed my semen?" Zack asked curiously.

Remembering that, Pamela licked her lips.

I'm not entirely sure... but it's possible that it's because your power was designed for me... and your seed caused these drastic changes to more easily attract the user, meaning your power is 100% compatible with mine.

Although her explanation was complex, Zack understood, astonished.

"Uh... you mean your transformation is so I can get aroused more easily and have better milk?"

"That's right, I'm kind of like an animal adapting to seek out a mate quickly... oh fuck, I still can't believe this is happening to me... it's humiliating."

"He he he... you want to know something? Look?" Zack said, taking out his watch.

He showed it to a confused villain who knew nothing about the object.

"This makes an inaudible sound except for me, super ****. That's why you and your pride lost, bitch... he he he."

"Damn... mmmmmm... I never thought you had such a device... if only I could move..."

"Oh, calm down, of course you will... and it will be very, very fun for me," Zack said maliciously.

Things are different now. Zack had the supervillain captive and was about to teach her a lesson.

"Grr... I know what you're thinking about: FUCK ME like an animal, turn me into your sex doll like that silly alien. All men are the same; they always think with their dicks," Pam said angrily.

"BINGO... give the genius a prize," Zack said mockingly.

"No... you'll get away with it... when... Oh God, AYYYYY!"

Her threats were interrupted by Zack, who inserted a finger into her pussy. The vines grew along with the flowers as she moaned.

"You're still talking, but I'm sure those pretty flowers are because you're really horny... Well, I had an idea. You're famous for seducing men to kill them; you're nothing but a first-class cock tease."

After he finished speaking, he inserted the second finger into her green cavern.

"Mmm... aaaaaa... ooohh... It was easy, men... they're... Ooooohhhh... just animals... AAAAAYYYY... PUSSYYY!"

Without hesitation, Zack added a third finger to the game, making Pam's face twist in pleasure.

"That's why I decided to do justice to all of them and to how you've treated me these past few months... Listen, when I give you a good spanking, you'll give me an erotic and sexy dance."

"Grr... pig," Poison Ivy blurted out.

"Oh yeah, you'll put all your experience and skill into it. You'll do everything you can to turn me on, but without touching... and to make it more interesting."

Suddenly, he pulled his hand from his pussy and shed all his clothes, releasing his impressive cock in full view of a shocked Pamela, who couldn't take her eyes off him.

Unbeknownst to her, his member released its own pheromones that altered her mind.

"Okay, ready?"

Pam didn't say anything; she just watched like a fool.

"NOW!" Zack shouted.