Interrogating Bonnie

Once Bryce left the aula, the ultra young made his way to the stairs of the building and, upstairs, he made his way to the rooftop of it. As the tallest building on the campus, the Theoretical Physics Science building it was the perfect place for landing and taking off if Bryce needed it. Fast, Bryce removed his jacket, sweater and shirt, revealing another quite different attire under it...a blue, clingy attire with a large "U" emblazoned on his chiseled chest...an attire that, as a second skin, outlined his incredible swollen, defined ultra musculature. And, seconds later, as his pants and boots were removed, Bryce had disappeared, replaced by Ultra Boy. And, after hiding his civilian clothes, Ultra Boy jumped to the skies of San Angeles.

As a red and blue blur, Ultra Boy made his way to San Angeles courthouse, where the ultra young had made an appointment with judge Strain, which managed every case in which "vigilante" scum (these were her words) were involved. In fact miss Strain wasn´t the main fan of him but the main critic of him. But making an appointment with her was necessary to talk with Bonnie Hendricks, the leader of Bonnie and Clyde gang, which he had arrested a few days ago. In fact, the ultra hero wanted to know about the guns and ammunitions that these insidious woman have used against him during her arrest...weapons powerful enough to damage him.

Minutes later, his red boots taking off in the rooftop of the courthouse, where a pair of enormous, bruiser policemen were awaiting for him.-"Follow us...".-One of them said him harshly, making his way into the building to a service elevator. How different about when his mother, UltraMom, arrived to an official building. No dates were necessary for her. She was just took off in front of the main gate and, smiling warmly, surrounded by an aura of pure confident, she made her way into the place, enjoying with the glances of amazement and lust hat her sculptural frame and massive bust raised on her way. Somehow, her son have to make appointments and being escorted into the building like a criminal.

During a minute, while the elevator led them to judge Strain´s office, UltraBoy ignored the looks of disdain of these men (obviously they had been chosen by the own judge to such a task). Though quite strong, these men were no rival for him, even in a narrow place like that elevator. And, as remarking his superior strength, the ultra young tensed and tensed slowly his prodigious musculature, revealing, under his clingy attire, the real size and perfection of his ultra muscles. And, when the elevator doors opened, an hyper ultra muscular UltraBoy made his way into Strain´s office, where two women were awaiting for him.

Judge Strain´s hazel eyes roamed over the ultra swollen body of the ultra young, whose blue attire seemed on the point to be torn apart by the pressure of these enormous, powerful, chiseled muscles.-"Such a 'show of ****' don´t impress me mister...UltraBoy...".-Said with scorn judge Strain.-"...and if you are trying to intimidate me, this boast of testosterone will not work on me.".-Added the woman, unable to conceal how much she scorned him.

Though on her close fifties, Judge Julianne Strain retained a magnificent, incredibly curvy body. Obviously, that woman spent many hours in a gym to keep her young...though her 40D bust seems natural. Her short black hair framed a serious face that it was said that it had never smiled. An aura of authority surrounded her as something physical, an overwhelming charisma that **** other to obey her without hesitation.

"Woah!!!! I AM impressed, somehow!!!".-Said the other woman with lecherous voice, sat on an armchair. UltraBoy recognized the feminine voice before his eyes fell over her.-"Bonnie!!!".-The ultra young said with a mix of surprise and scorn on his voice. Even handcuffed and dressed with the orange convict attire (too much narrow to hide her humongous 50EE boobs), the villainess locked sensual, provocative...and deadly. Her eyes roamed over every fold of his ultra defined, ultra swollen musculature with lustful intensity.

Challenging, UltraBoy tried to hold the insanely lecherous gaze of Bonnie, a kind of woman with guts, malevolence and resourceful enough to kick his ultra ass (as almost had happened on the van a few days ago). -"What is the meaning of this, miss Strain?".-Asked abruptly the ultra hero, looking at the judge...after sneaking the titanic orbs of flesh of Bonnie, unable to control his fetishism about massive breasted women.

-"Judge Strain for you...UltraBoy.".-Replied with scorn miss Strain, standing up of her armchair, showing her athletic 6' 1'' feet figure...an inch taller than the own ultra young.-"And miss Hendricks is here because I called for her. This...woman wants to make a deal with me, but she demanded...your presence here. And, when you called me to make an appointment, I supposed that...YOU...wanted to talk about her..or with her, obviously.".-Smiled judge Strain with satisfaction, realizing of the surprise and incredulity on UltraBoy´s eyes.

-"Uala!!! Julianna!!! You would be a hell of a crook!!!".-Jeered Bonnie, laughing at the view of UltraBoy´s surprise.

The Ultra hero had heard about miss Strain´s intelligence, insight and merciless, but it seems a kind of ambush prepared for her and Bonnie....For what???.

"Miss Hendricks will tell us many details about her partners in crime...mafia, triads...such a kind of things. But she demands something from you. So, I expect, for public interest and safety, you will be....collaborative with miss Hendricks...UltraBoy...".-Judge Hendricks said mockingly, leaving her own office, under the surprised eyes of the ultra hero. Sound of locks resounded on the office when doors were locked from outside.

"You and me....together...alone...".- Said Bonnie lecherously, standing up. Though her hands and feet were handcuffed firmly, UltraBoy felt into a trap.-"Come on, boy. Be collaborative...with me....ha, ha, ha....".-Added Bonnie with rogue voice, licking lecherously her lips with the tongue,exteniding her hands to him, jutting her enormous boson till the upper button of her orange shirt burst unable to resist the pressure, showing her deep cleavage.

"What kind of trap is this?".-Wondered UltraBoy, trying to keep his eyes on the lecherous face of the red haired villainess...and failing from time to time, unable to divert them out of Bonnie´s, massive melons....feeling an undesired erection of his ultra manhood.

"Are you afraid of me, UltraBrat??? Ha, ha, ha....".-Bonnie roared in a evil laughter, as reading the suspiciousness on Bryce´s mind.

Ultra Boy cursed himself about how easily has been tricked by judge Strain...And what kind of agreement had make her with the lecherous, murderous Bonnie Hendricks. Bryce´s eyes tries to stare the freckled face of the busty red haired criminal, but his eyes sneaked the voluptuous orbs of flesh that deformed the clingy orange attire that covered them...fact that the lustful woman took advantage, jutting them obviously.

"Come on, Ultra Brat!!! Don´t be a shy prig!!! Take look of them!!!".-Bonnie smiled, approaching her voluptuous figure to the stunned ultra teenager.-"Sure you want another chance to meet my...'twins', ha, ha, ha...".-Added the woman, jutting her 'twins' till the upper button, unable to resist the pressure of those large orbs of flesh, burst, revealing much more of her ample, rounded boobs.

"I..I don´t know what...what kind of deal you have made with judge but....".-Replied UltraBoy, trying to sound proud, trying to control the erection that throbbed slightly under his blue briefs.-"....What are you doing????".-Roared Bryce surprised, shocked about what Bonnie was doing, stepping back.-"Buttoning your shirt again or....".-Roared Ultra Boy, seeing as Bonnie had unbuttoned completely her orange shirt, revealing her titanic torso in all her rounded splendor.

"...Or what, Ultra Prig?? What will you do??? ha, ha, ha...".-Jeered Bonnie, approaching to him with small jumps, making her large boobs bounce as beach balls.-"Our dearest judge wants information to eradicate organized crime in this stupid city...you want to know who sold me the guns that are capable of kicking your ultra cock...and, well, I want of you something...lewd.".-Added Bonnie, seeing as Ultra Boy´s face blushed due to the proximity of those tempting breasts..and his weakness to avoid sneak them.

"And you know you will do that. Judge Strain is a magnificent manipulative bitch. You have no chances. In any way of another, you lose in some way....In any way, me and whore Strain win....".-Said Bonnie, so close to him that the erected nipples of her massive bust was already touching the swollen, chiseled pectorals of the stunned young.-"So, as me and judge Strain want to screw you...you will fuck me, Ultra Brat...Right here...".-Bonnie flattened her voluptuous body against his muscular torso.-"...right now...".-Bonnie added, staring him with a intense look of lust on her green eyes..

Ultra Boy felt the warm tenderness of those massive melons were sprawling along his massive pectorals, his rippling abdominals...as the same arousal way Hitomi did....Aroused, feeling as his cock throbbed noticeably between his chiseled groins, Bryce stepped back again...and his massive, carved calves touched another armchair, placed on the opposite wall of the office. Bryce was confused and stunned, realizing she was been tricked, ambushed by the judge and submitted easily by a handcuffed, nude, 'powerless' villainess.

Ultraboy startled as Bonnie´s hand fell on his throbbing bulge. Unaware, a moan of bliss left the throat of the mighty ultra teenager.-"...Sure it will not be really disgusting for you, I see....".-The lecherous Bonnie whispered him, feeling as the muscular body of the ultra teenager shivered in undesired bliss, with his face blushed in shame. Realizing of her superiority, the lustful villainess pushed him slightly with her massive battering rams of flesh, sending him to the chair.-"I know you want touching them..you want to lick them...I can see that in your eyes....".-Added with brutal sensuality Bonnie, with an insane look of lecherous on her eyes, folding her voluptuous torso over Bryce´s face, slapping his cheeks with those heavy mass of rounded flesh.

Ultra Boy, feeling as his face was sunk into Bonnie´s cleavage, wondered if his mother, UltraMom had been tricked in such a way along her career as super heroine. But that was irrelevant in such a moment. That treacherous judge Strain had put him between a rock and a hard place. In fact, the ultra young was between a pair of rounded, warm, tender 'rock's and a hard chair. The mighty Ultra Boy wasn´t sure what to do.