She sucks his cock.

Lips parted, she fell to her knees before him, her nakedness rippling as she knelt, her clit stuck to her belly by her semen. Then hands were clawing at his thighs, though she no longer had the strength, if she'd ever had it, to penetrate the stronger version of latex that his costume was made of. White teeth winked in her mouth, then vanished as pale lips encompassed his cock. One of his hands fell to her head, palming it like a basketball, while the other hung over the edge of his chair. Her red hair was as soft as it looked.

The hand on her head pumped pleasure and lust directly into her brain and ran through her subconscious, seeing the fear that he wouldn't like it, the inexperience, on this end of a cock, on this end of a blowjob. She'd **** many to blow her, back when she had a cock and had almost as many do it willingly, or 'willingly' after they'd been under his touch, but despite her bisexuality she didn't generally suck cock, just as she didn't generally take it up the ass.

Enthusiasm was worth something, as her mouth rippled and cheeks pressed against his cock. Her tongue fluttered against the head of his cock, then pressed forward, trying to deepthroat him, but when she hit her gag reflex, she choked and pulled up and off, hair bouncing against her. Her head escaped from his hand.

"Not bad, though a real girl would know how to push through her gag reflex." Ultraboy said, playing into her self-hatred, her doubt, everything that aroused her and separated her from Taboo.

She tried again to **** herself down on it and again came up coughing, which actually felt pretty nice on his cock and the feel of being too large for her hole was also nice and not something either Taboostress, or Ultimagirl had made him feel. "Maybe I should just go, you can try to find someone else to convince them that you're a girl."

"No! I am a girl! Your girl!" Teddy cried, still on her knees, hands reaching for his hips.

"And yet you can't take my cock? What sort of 'girl' can't suck her own boyfriend's cock?" Ultraboy asked rhetorically.

"**** me. Please, make me take it. I can learn."She said, having come up with a solution.

"What a good idea. I knew there was a brain inside that pretty head of yours, at least for being a submissive sissy cock-slot for me." He spun back to face her and both his hands fell to her head, grabbing the sides of her head. He could feel the subconscious desires, sated by cruel words and hands pressed upon her, control lost, control she had begged to lose, been made to beg to lose. Her little clit hardened against her belly as she waited for orders.

"Kiss my cock, slut." He ordered. She pressed thin lips together and kissed the head of his cock like a mouth, her tongue pressing against his slit, tasting his precum in the same way she would have tasted his saliva, had he chosen to kiss her. "Ask permission to suck your master's cock, a man's cock, like you never had."

She looked up at him, green eyes huge and soft. "Please, Ultraboy, may I suck your cock?" She asked, her voice a falsetto at least two octaves higher than Taboo's.

"It's master, not Ultraboy." He corrected her, holding her head away from his cock as her tongue reached out, trying to touch it, trying to reach it. Muscles strained as she tried to get her mouth to his cock. Her hands rose and he glared at them. They dropped back to naked thighs.

"Please, master, may I suck your cock?"

"Ask it, it's as much your master as me. A real cock, not a little clit, like you have, or a fake cock, one for a fake man, like Taboo." Ultraboy snapped.

"Please, cock, use my mouth like the dick-hole it is, put me in my place, in my proper place. Fuck my mouth like the slutty, bimbo bitch that I am. PLEASE."

Her mouth opened on that last please and he pulled her forward and stepped forward together. Thrusting into her mouth, he filled it. "It says yes." He said quietly, pausing for a moment. "As do I." He concluded, thrusting into her throat, stopping when her aquiline nose was pressed against his muscular belly. Every muscle in her body strained against superhuman muscles, trying to pull back as her throat choked and gagged, her throat was entirely blocked, no air could make it past that mammoth prick. Her hands beat on superhuman thighs and her vision began to swim, but those emerald eyes never left his face. He could feel what that did to her, the arousal being **** gave her, the pleasure she felt in fighting back and accomplishing nothing. Helplessness was the most suppressed desire for Taboo the powerful, Taboo the mindreader, Taboo the **** and so Teddy got off on it. Emerald eyes began to water, from pain, from nausea, from oxygen deprivation and that feel, of tears in her eyes damn near made her cum then and there. Taboo was too hard to cry, but Teddy, she was free to cry all she wanted and, like all women, Taboo thought, should be made to cry, in pain, in lust, in need, in shame.

Ultraboy felt this all, as he held her still until her eyes rolled up and she came within an inch of passing out, as thoughts went blank, or black. The whole time he kept up a stream of commentary. "At least your throat is nice and tight. For now. I'm gonna stretch it out good and proper. Like a real girl who spent college on her knees, sucking her way to passing and into parties and during parties for drinks. This time I'll fuck your mouth, to show you how its done, but next time you better fuck my dick with your mouth, just like you'll fuck my cock with your little sissy pussy, or I'll tie your ass up outside the prison and you can be the first 'woman' those hardcore SOBs see after ten years. And all for your own good, you want to be a good little sissy cocksucker, don't you?"

Finally, he pulled her off, letting her get one breath in and gasp out one word. "Yes, m--" before he thrust back into her, not holding this time, instead fucking her mouth in long slow strokes, as if it were a pussy and he was planning a long ride. Every time he hit her throat, she choked and tried to pull back. Every time, she failed. Tears were running freely down her face, splashing on his cock, mixing with the spit flecking her face as he fucked it. Full, heavy balls slapped against her chin, warning her of the load to cum, the load that would make her his and 'her' forever.

He pulled her back, off his cock, hands leaving her temples, her desires were starting to get to him and he had to be dominant here. Instead he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her over a conveniently short end-table. Her ass and clit hung off one end and her mouth off the other. Mammoth new breasts pressed against the wood of the table's edge painfully, though all it did was harden her nipples even more. "Why did you sto--" She began, cut off by Ultraboy's cock entering her mouth, but not yet her throat.

"Good girls play with themselves while getting mouth fucked. It's a nice show for their man. So get to work on that clit and sissy little Teddy pussy." He ordered.

It took four thrusts for her to figure out what he meant and two more before she **** her hands away from trying to stop the inevitable thrusts and down, over the table to her ass and her former penis. Ultraboy had begun to worry that the tight wet hole he was fucking would make him cum before she did, hardly the message he wanted to send. The best she could do for her clit was rub it with a finger from her left hand, but, not being stupid (on sex, at least), Teddy scooped up the tiny amount she'd cum before and used it as lube, forcing a single finger into her tight (if, as a result of raygun alterations, hairless) ass.

The new sensitivity, the fulfillment of darkest fantasies, the lack of oxygen and the use of Ultraboy's pleasure powers all combined and Teddy went into the hardest and longest orgasm of her life. Or Taboo's, for that matter. Her sissy pussy damn near broke her finger, squeezing so hard, her clit shot, for her, oceans of seed, almost half a teaspoon and she screamed, mouth opening even wider than his cock had **** it open, though little noise or air escaped, it all pressed on his cock like an invisible hand. He held out, barely as her orgasm continued, hands clenching painfully against, or inside herself, toes curling, pushing her up onto her tip toes and against his belly, tits spilling off the edge, as her orgasm extended, or a second began, every muscle in her body began to tighten, including those in her jaws.

Teeth snapped shut on his cock at the root, just as he was at his deepest point in his savage face-fucking. Human teeth can rip flesh and grind bone. Against Ultraboy's cock they did...nothing.

No, that wasn't true, they made them both cum. It was the ultimate proof of Teddy's powerlessness, when she'd had a cock, if she'd ever had a cock, rather than a large clit people treated as a cock, he'd (as he'd been at the time) **** many people, men and women alike to suck it. He'd warned, restrained, or mind controlled them into not biting, as that might have castrated him.

She had bitten and done nothing. She was gone, orgasm burning through mind and body, destroying everything that was not Teddy, Ultraboy's--no, master's submissive sissy slavegirl. "Good girl!" He yelled, as if congratulating a pet, which only made the flames burn hotter.

For Ultraboy it was an incredible sensation, like a dozen tiny vibrators surrounding the base of his cock and shaking as her throat milked him and all resistance faded away. He roared as he claimed his first ****. The man who'd intended to **** him, to mind control him, was now his own little Teddy Rabbit, obedient redheaded sex-toy, blasted bad and bad to the...clit. "YES! Swallow that seed you bitch! My bitch! I made you my bitch! Take it all!"

His hands held her against him, as her throat finally opened to accept him and to accept the massive load he poured down her throat, blasting Taboo into Teddy as thoroughly as his rayguns had done to her body. The load filled her belly as she drained his cock, and the balls resting against her chin of every drop of cum in them.

Ultraboy staggered backwards, hands dropping from her head, cock slipping from her pliant mouth. A moment's thought and he managed to dry his cock in her silken ruby mane, before stuffing it back into his costume. This monumental task accomplished, he tried to sit down. He missed the chair and hit the floor. Fortunately Teddy was completely out of it, either **** or in a pleasure coma, he didn't know, or care at that moment which. He was as tired as he'd ever been (though the other orgasms had happened in other bodies, he'd still had a long day).

And there was still Taboostress, what did she know about what he'd done to her brother? Who was lying over the table, in her own juices, and his. A strand of clear cum ran from her lips to her hair. More decorated her lips and her finger was still up her sissy pussy, though her other hand lay limply beside her tiny clit, now as soft as her skin. That pussy begged for a deflowering, his cock begged for sleep and his mind begged for focus.