Emma Exhibitionist Slayer

Split! Splat! Splot!

A few bits of liquid splattered on the grocery store floor.

Emma was hiding behind a crate of apples, her pants and panties strung tightly between her ankles keeping them from straying too far apart. Emma panted breathlessly, trying to focus and maintain total silence. Nothing to let on that she was there. Not a peep, not a moan, not a squelch. But then-

*SHPLOP!*

Emma couldn’t hold back a bout of liquid that cascaded from inside her, around the cucumber, and onto the solid polished floor.

Emma froze, worried the metahuman had heard her minor orgasm and become alerted to her presence. To her luck, the metahuman seemed to continue walking, searching for its target.

Looking up through a round fish-eye mirror, Emma was able to see the metahuman meandering around the produce section.

*”Damn, I wish I had my dildo with me! It would be easier than using a random cucumber.”* Emma thought, kicking herself.

Of all days to forget her trusty tool that she used to build her power. She felt helpless to defeat a metahuman unless she reached that third climax. She had hit one already, but could she do two more before the metahuman leapt from its human form and began attacking civilians?

Split! Splat! Splot!

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Emma was a metahuman slayer. She had miraculous abilities to detect, overpower, and destroy metahumans that hid themselves amongst humans. They often looked like attractive people so they could trick or take advantage of humans. Convincing their victims to journey with them to an undisclosed location before having their way with the unsuspecting. How they came to be and what their goals are have always been unknown.

Emma however, could easily spot a metahuman from its aura. Today, she was shopping at the grocery store when she suddenly spotted a metahuman right there next to the vegetables. Looking through her purse, Emma realized she had forgotten her dildo, so she grabbed the next closest phallic object she could find.

A cucumber.

Hiding behind the apple crates she pulled down her pants and began masturbating, generating her power as fast as she could. Her energy depleted over time and to restore it, she would need to bring herself to orgasm. One gave her some energy to fight toe to toe with a metahuman, two orgasms gave her enough energy to fight with a metahuman and destroy it, but three orgasms, she would have enough energy to send the metahuman straight back to hell without anyone realizing what was happening and therefore not causing a scene.

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Emma was thrusting the cucumber in and out of her pussy faster now, her breathing matching the speed of her movements. She needed that energy quick but it was always difficult to masturbate in a possibly dangerous situation. However, the exhibition of pounding her pussy with a vegetable in public was a humiliating turn on. She decided to lean into it to help speed up her process.

Then-

*Squirt!* *Oohhhhahh!*

Emma quickly covered her mouth. The sudden movement of the metahuman in the mirror meant that it definitely heard her moan as she squirted on the floor a second time. It seemed that she didn’t have time for a third orgasm, or to pull her pants back up. She kicked her pants and panties off her ankles, withdrawing the cucumber from her pussy with a *SCHLICK!* and jumped to the right all in the perfect time to dodge a sudden punch from the metahuman’s hand shattering the apple crate, wood clattering in all directions. The metahuman looked like a tall, handsome, suit wearing businessman, but Emma knew better, and getting in the way of his fist wasn’t on her to do list…But there was a chance the metahuman was.

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Another way Emma could send a metahuman back to hell, was to climax directly on a part of its body, so having sex with them worked like a charm. If she could seduce it, that is.

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Emma dodged another punch, then stretched her leg up over her head, giving anyone a full view of her smooth pussy. The metahuman was immediately on his back. Emma jumped into the air and using some of her energy, she telekinetically pulled down the metahuman’s pants revealing his inhumanly large erect cock. Emma finished her leap by landing directly onto the thick appendage completely engulfing it inside her.

“Ooooh! Oww!”

Emma let out a moan as she quickly began riding the metahuman, in the middle of the grocery store produce section, right there among the remains of the apple crate.

Emma bounced up and down faster and faster. The image of a handsome man groaning underneath her, until finally.

“Urrahhh!”

*POOF!*

Emma moaned loudly, achieving her third orgasm, and making the metahuman cum inside her. And then the next moment, the metahuman was gone. Emma was just sitting on the floor with her legs apart, wearing only her buttoned shirt, bra, and her superhero face mask. Her bottom half was still naked, and between her legs was still dripping.

“Oh my god.”

Emma heard a voice nearby. She looked up to see a woman in complete shock drop a plastic sack of oranges letting them spill out and roll around the floor. The woman stared at Emma, in disbelief at what she had just witnessed.

Emma stood up letting the woman see her full half-naked form, still dripping between her legs.

“As you were ma’am.”

And with that, Emma used some of her remaining energy to run as quickly as she could out the door.

The shopkeeper came running to see what the commotion was about. He looked at the destroyed crate and the juices left dripping around them and the puddle Emma had left behind which had a few apples soaking in her juices.

“SOMEONE CAME ON MY APPLES!?”

But Emma couldn’t hear his cry, for she was already some distance away from the store, running half-naked down the street. Her cheeks blushing beneath her mask.

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Emma manages to run to a secluded spot near her apartment where nobody could see her.

*”Now for the embarrassing part.”* she thought, having done this countless times before.

Emma, wearing only her shirt, bra, and shoes walked into her apartment building. She retrieved her key from its hiding spot, and headed straight for her room. If people saw the metahuman Slayer wearing her mask running into the apartment complex, people might put two and two together. But if it was just Emma walking in pantless for the umpteenth time, then it was just Tuesday.

Arriving inside her apartment Emma checked her messages on her phone. One was left by James, her co-worker who had asked her to meet for dinner today about something business related.

“Shoot! Can’t believe I forgot!” Emma said to herself, quickly grabbing a pair of heels, fixing her hair and running out the door.

Then returning through the door, embarrassed to realize she also needed to put something on her lower half.

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“I’m here! I’m here!” Emma said, running up to the restaurant entrance where a patient James was standing. He was well dressed, maybe overly dressed for a simple business dinner.

“It’s no problem Emma. I just got here.” He said.

*”Liar.”* Emma thought.

James opened the door for her letting her lead the way into the restaurant.

Immediately, Emma sensed not one, but the aura of two metahumans in the restaurant.

“Of all the restaurants, and all the days.” Emma grumbled, too quietly for James to hear.

Soon, James brought up the reservations and they were seated at their table.

“You ok Emma? You seem a bit…distracted?” Said James, noticing Emma’s glances around the room.

“Sorry James. I’m just, uh, admiring the architecture.” She lied.

As Emma focused on James, she felt the metahuman auras getting closer. Two waiters were currently approaching a nearby table.

“Excuse me one moment James. Uhh, bathroom!” She said and quickly ran to the bathroom.

“Shit!” She cursed. If she came out of the bathroom in her mask and normal clothes, James would recognize her, so, off the clothes went. Emma was standing naked in her superhero mask, looking at herself in the bathroom mirror, putting her hair up in a ponytail.

“Time to fuck some metahumans.”

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Back in the restaurant dining room, James waited for Emma, wondering if she was ok. Meanwhile, the two suspiciously smiling waiters were talking to someone at a nearby table in hushed tones.

Just as their voices raised and became more intense, the front door slammed open, and to James’s shock, was a beautiful naked woman wearing a mask, her ponytail blowing in the wind like a cape.

Both waiters growled as they pounced at her, ignoring their original target.

James got out of his chair and ran to the table they were at previously. An older lady was sitting there looking stressed.

“Come on, I’ll help you out of here.” Said James, taking her hand.

Meanwhile, the two metahumans were ready to toss bouts with Emma.

However, not having enough time to have multiple orgasms, Emma knew she was weaker than her two opponents.

*“Time for plan B.”* she thought.

Emma leaped onto a nearby table where the two customers got up in surprise and outrage. Emma picked up the spaghetti from one of the plates and plopped it on herself.

“Come and get it boys.” She teased the two metahumans.

The customer at the table was very upset, and to Emma’s chagrin, a cop.

“This is indecent behavior!”

The man pulled out a pair of handcuffs and surprised Emma.

*Clinck! Clink!*

“Wait what?!”

Emma gasped in surprise as her hands were cuffed behind her back.

“Shit!”

She cursed, but then, the two metahumans pounced toward her, easily knocking the cop and any other nearby customers aside.

Emma opened her mouth and stuck out her ass, shaking it invitingly.

One metahuman grabbed her and ate the spaghetti off her body. Then, the next thing she knew, her mouth was full of metahuman dick.

Meanwhile the other metahuman grabbed her hips and began thrusting straight into her ass from behind. The metahuman cupped her pert cheeks with his hands, holding her in place so he could thrust harder.

*”Hold on Emma. Once you cum, they’ll be toast.”* she thought triumphantly as she laid on the table getting spit roasted by both metahumans.

Then, something happened she didn’t plan for. At this point, all the customers had left to escape the crazy waiters fucking the naked lady. But then Emma saw James standing there watching the scene play out.

*”Oh bless him. He wants to help the random naked girl.”* Emma thought.

That’s when she felt one of the metahumans grasp at her mask and pull it off.

*”No!”*

Emma no longer had a mask on, causing James to gasp.

“Emma!?”

Emma couldn’t prevent him from recognizing her identity. Her wrists were handcuffed and the metahumans were thoroughly fucking her from both ends.

“CLLHAMES, CGLUN!” Emma was trying to say, “James run!” but with a mouth full of dick, her language was intelligible.

But it didn’t matter, because soon, the one in her mouth came, pouring metahuman semen down her throat, forcing Emma to swallow every drop. Meanwhile simultaneously, the other was filling up her ass.

“Urrahhh!”

*POOF!*

Both metahumans groaned and then were no more.

James went running up to the table where Emma lay naked, handcuffed, covered in spaghetti, and metahuman cum was pouring out of her mouth and ass.

“Guh, hey James.” she muttered, and passed out in his arms.

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A window had sunlight shining through just above Emma. It was the first thing she saw when opening her eyes.

*”This isn’t my apartment.”* she thought.

The events of last night returned to her head, and the soreness in her ass. Emma realized she was squeaky clean and in a well made bed.

Emma climbed out of the bed, completely naked, and began quickly heading for the door of the bedroom-

“Woah!”

“Ah!”

“Sorry!”

Emma almost crashed into James who was carrying a tray of homemade breakfast foods.

His ears went red seeing Emma standing there naked. Emma however, wasn’t uncomfortable in the slightest since she was used to being naked in public. One co-worker wasn’t too big a deal.

“Did you, bring me here last night?” Emma quickly asked.

“I did.”

“And did you, wash me?” she continued.

“I uh…I did. Sorry.”

The two stood facing each other.

“So yeah…I’m kinda the naked lady that keeps defeating metahumans around the city.” she admitted.

“Yeah, I got that.” he said, unable to look her in the eye. “Breakfast?”

“Please!”

Emma sat down at a nearby table, but James didn’t move.

“Aren’t you going to um, get dressed?” he asked.

Emma shrugged, “Do I have to?”

“I uhh…I guess not.”

James brought the tray to the table.

“So…”

“Yeah…”

The two ate in silence for a while.

“Umm…” James seemed like he had a question on his mind.

“Oh! Uhh…Sex?” Emma offered.

“I…What?” James looked surprised.

“Was that not what you were thinking?” she asked.

“I was not…”

“Oh. Awkward now. It’s what I was thinking.” she admitted.

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