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Chapter 22
by TheDespaxas
Time for some ass kicking.
Four winds, a perfect storm.
Things are messy you can see yourself as a gradient, from your naked body to the Cynthia wearing a really impressive costume (why it doesn't cover her/your privates is a mystery to you, you can see that it had to do with what she was doing when she came through.
To remain sane despite the headaches this situation is bound to bring on you decide to number the various iterations of you that are present. After a short issue that involves each of you claiming to be Cynthia 1, a consensus emerges.
The nearly naked you that came with the cuffed Neal and the device is Cynthia 1 or Breeze one if you have to shout.
The totally naked you fuck in Neal on the plaza is Cynthia 2 or Breeze 2.
The one in a bikini costume with a short sword, a costumed Neal and the girl in a fur coat (Verminia's you remember without having learned it before.) is Cynthia 3 or Breeze 3.
The last one in her shimmering costume with her long sword and her costumed Neal is Cynthia 4 or Breeze 4.
You start to scan the area for a way to resolve this situation, with nearly all the heroes of the city engaged in a giant organization and somehow channeling power to Pyrogasm and the old man controlling her you had little hope to win, but then your odds just quadrupled or more as you were alone a minute ago.
"Boy, when will you learn that no matter what you do you can't defeat me?" Says the old man in the throne talking to Neal and somehow ignoring you. You realize that he is Doctor Fausto, his creator and gene father. "You brought others and even took this old fairy tale book seriously. the daughter of tempest, really? I'm the best in the game, I have played it for more than 95 years and I have no time for your child games."
You are a bit pissed to be looked at so casually despite being there to stop this plot just as much as Neal is. Then being naked and impaled on Neal's long cock you look little different than all the other heroines that fell under the smoke's influence.
Still four of you and four of his clones should be enough to at least be an inconvenience.
You look at his throne, a polished metal contraption floating in the air with lots of equipment connected to his crystal crown and kneeling on the foot rest between his legs a naked girl sacking his cock.
It's an impressive cock, you would know it having the same in your pussy. The girl has something familiar and as you look at her going up and down on his member you recognize yourself.
Cynthia 1 wearing only her mask and pasties on her tits is giving a blow job to the evil mastermind that planned this apocalypse. You see in your collective and at this point rather messy memory than she had been captured by some minion of his in the last days and then released. He must has set something to mess with her mind. It is impressive that Doctor Fausto noticed and took advantage of it given the fact that it wasn't even this version of him that did this and that he never met you in this direction.
With a large swing that you witness in fright Cynthia 3 cut her Neal in half. You saw with relief that only his clothes were cut from the waist down by the short sword she wielded. With a burp that let out some of this strange yellow smoke created by the plan concocted by Pyrogasm, she drops on her knees too to get him in her mouth like her life depends on it.
You remember you/her having to eat out Pyrogasm in her lair and ingesting large amounts of her pussy juices, the same juices used as a reactive for her ritual.
"Hey, fuck up! Would you stop getting laid for a minute and tell me what the fuck is going on and why you don't have your costume on? " asks Cynthia 4 to you. You realize shamefully that you are the only one of the four not to have developed that strange power involving those butterflies wings.
" The Quantum difractor is busted, we have to stop Fausto quick before the probability wave collapses. If we don't there will be no one to stop him in either of our universes, we have less than an hour. " Says Neal 1. He is the one that wanted to use this strange device but as he explained to his Cynthia that she could carry items inside of her (something you discovered on your own), neither of them knew about the interference with electronics it creates.
Cynthia 4 disappears and you soon see her bouncing away from the throne. A blue tinted spherical shield is now visible and her windform couldn't go through it. You know that some of the Neals have knowledge of this technology and hope they will be able to counter it.
Your Neal didn't stop what he was doing and despite the surprises manages to make you cum, doing so himself just after you did.
"Hi Breeze, I'm Verminia, I'm your friend already but I hope you will be too. No One explained to me what is happening. " Said the girl in a fur coat (no, a mass of living rats sticking on her as a coat) once you get up, just before kissing you on the lips and sticking a finger in your creampied pussy. You look inside of you to understand her gesture and when you find out you have to suppress the need to slap Neal, the fact that it would be the wrong one stops your arm.
Back to the drawing board with a few missing pieces.
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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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