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Chapter 6
by otx
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Cat-toy and Intermission
You're suddenly thrown into the shadow of a striped furry body and Lioness's voice is muted. You glance upwards and see striped furry thighs straddling her face. Strong arms grab your waist and lift you so your mouth is the only thing touching Lioness's body. Another furry body pushes into you and its tongue laps across the opening of your wet snatch. Its two soft hand-pads begin stroking and squeezing your breasts.
"Well the kitties are all involved now, and Nudge is in the middle of a furry sandwich. Do you want to describe it, Skyler?"
"Well Tyler, Nudge is currently being held inverted by Tigress but she hasn't let go of her lip-grip on Lioness's nipple. Tigress is holding her up and sniffing around her ass while restraining and gagging Lioness with her kitty-bits. We're seeing flashes of Lioness's tongue and Tigress definitely seems to be enjoying that. Meanwhile Cheetah-Grrl has her face buried in the only pussy present that isn't attached to the rest of a cat. She's also fondling Nudge's bubble-toys and... is she... yes, she's bounce-tribbing on Lioness!"
Your whole world is fur and hot breath. The tongue rimming your hole is pushing the passion even faster and further and ramping up your power's enhancement of the sexual energy. You're just thinking someone's going to come soon and it ends up being you. Cheetah-Grrl is lapping harder now; her guard-hairs and whiskers are tickling your thighs so much that you giggle and sputter on the nipple in your mouth. The blood is rushing to your head and it's making it a difficult to stay fully conscious.
You're not sure what happens next, but it feels like a whole lot of thrashing and at the end of it your face is buried in the cleft between two furry snatches while a raspy tongue is licking the pucker of your ass. You can feel six hands roaming and stroking your body, teasing and caressing everything they touch. Sticky cum oozes onto your cheeks first from one side, then the other and you can smell hot honey coating your face.
Another series of pulls and twists take you out of the cunt-cleft and you're being pulled from both sides. Claws dig into your hips as the tongue that was in your ass moves to lick and suck your clit and hot raspy breath teases across your labia. Your arms stretch taut in the other direction as Cheetah-Grrl licks the cum off your face.
"Well Skyler, it looks like Nudge may yet be pulled in two by Cheetah-Grrl and Tigress."
"She's actually pretty safe, Tyler; Cheetah's strong, but not that strong. Lioness and Tigress working together might achieve dismemberment, but Cheetah's just going to be pulled along for the ride. Of course, neither way would be much good from Nudge's standpoint."
"Talk about feeling torn."
"Precisely, Tyler."
"And there's the gong, it's the end of the round. The medics are coming out onto the field and we'll be back with analysis of this round after these important messages."
You snap to your senses in an infirmary. A male nurse is tending your wounds. The bloody gashes in your hips are visibly healing while he salves ointment on various bite marks and claw scratches. He takes a big glob of something on his middle finger and holds it where you can see it.
His voice is being masked by some kind of scrambler, and you realize you can't clearly see his features.
"You're going to enjoy this."
He holds your lips open and pushes his finger into your slot. The gooey stuff is cool but wherever it touches you it makes you warm and wet. You spout cum as he rubs it into your g-spot.
Nudge, I'm detecting America's Milk.
Is that what it feels like? I have to get a gallon jug of that!
The cost of a gallon jug would be sufficient to buy any of nineteen countries; thirty-five if you had that much of the substance instead. The amount rubbed into you would cost approximately ten thousand dollars at street value.
You realize the nurse is talking to you.
"Huh?"
"I said, when you get back into the arena, fly upwards; there's a maintenance hatch connecting the arena to the broadcast booth, which you can open with your power. Once you get inside, subdue Skyler High and make your escape. Officer Heather is in the infirmary and Meter Maid is in the holding area with Mood Ring. Get all three of them, then tell Mood Ring 'purple mode exto, emergency function now'. That will get all four of you home. Got that?"
"Uh..."
I have the plan and phrase recorded, Nudge.
"...yeah. I got it. Wait, who are you?"
"A friend. You three have to get out of this world, and it's vitally important that you take Mood Ring with you."
"Will I see you again?"
"Probably; you just won't know it's me."
Two female attendants come in.
"Okay Nudge, time for round two."
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Perils of a Novice Superheroine
A generic superheroing setting drenched with sex and scandal
Acropolis City, the center of super-human and caped crusader activity in this particular world - with its own dizzying highs and lows, high-tech skylines and slums standing in stark, four-color contrast, it provided everything that a costumed megalomaniac or masked vigilante could ask for. In fact, as is usually the case where colorful masked characters are the norm, it has become something of an institution by this point. But although the mere existence of costumed heroes and villains no longer shocks people, these people - who, by their very nature, thrive on attention - keep finding new ways to stand out from the crowd and attract the eye. This last goal tends to get a lot of emphasis in the most simple, sexualized way possible. For reasons that the world's most brilliant scientists have yet to explain, latent super-abilities seem to manifest more often in women than men by a ratio of 3 to 1 or more. This is true even when the superpower isn't "natural"; paranormal artifacts fall into their hands, esoteric martial arts schools never seem to have a male heir, the technological prototypes they test always seem to be the ones that are most easily used or abused for good and evil. Unfortunately, the glory days of the past where citizens were happy to see any old masked do-gooder show up are over - in recent years, Acropolis City has established a ranking system of heroes where those who get high marks from the citizens and resolve incidents are rewarded with corporate sponsorships and (most coveted of all) seats at the prestigious League of Propriety. Those who intimidate the populace, cause excessive collateral damage, or simply don't excite anyone, garnering low rankings, get 'asked' to move to less prestigious cities. Few superheroes want to get stuck battling clans of villainous hillbillies and corrupt small-town sheriffs for the rest of their careers, so they're always eager to please the influential citizens of Acropolis City (judges, eminent scientists, first responders, and of course the all-important reporters). On the other side of the law, a similar dynamic predominates; only the most glamorous and charismatic costumed ne'er-do-wells can make it in this town. And so, the novice superheroines just learning the ways of battling for justice and order, without any team to back them up, always end up patrolling the skeeviest, most undesirable slums of the city and taking on the most thankless rescues. As if that weren't bad enough, most of them feel obliged to dress in ways that get more outlandish and revealing with every passing year while they fight the good fight and/or feed their craving for attention, depending on how you see the 'cape life'. As if that weren't troublesome enough, the superhuman mutations that make so many of these heroes' careers possible also result in greatly increased sexual sensitivity, particularly in females. The adventures and misadventures that these spandex-clad lady crusaders get into are often too hot to print for the kind of comics that their young admirers would read. Messy mistakes will be made, but you don't want to disappoint your readers, do you? So let the League know what kind of superheroine you are, your chosen name, powers, and appearance, and they'll send you out on your first patrols. Good luck.
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