Anna Kendrick

Condiment Wizard thought on it a long moment. The others didn't rush him as Yasemin continued to show off her body in the pool and give him pleasant noises to listen to as she moaned out his name while pleasuring herself fur his amusement. Leah was making it hard to concentrate as she put a lot of effort into eating out his ass. Honestly, he was surprised at how eager she was to please him.

He might really have to call her Buttercup. That eagerness and obvious need to please him just made the name fit so perfectly. He wondered for a split second if she'd get off on how demeaning that was. Then he focused back on the task at hand. Neither Avery nor Mica gave any advice; Avery simply stood there while Micah pissed in different forms as well as slutty outfits to help pick one. Though if he were any judge, the dripping clear liquid coming from her underwear showed she was enjoying doing it as much as she was trying to help him decide.

Eventually the condiment wizard realized he was thinking in circles and just picked one at random. "Anna Kendrick," he shouted out and was immediately obeyed by Mica, who took that form immediately. She was wearing a red corset and a red thong to match; she crawled on the floor, making her way towards Condiment Wizard's cock.

Once she was at his feet, she began licking his feet and slowly working her way up his thighs till she reached his balls, being sure to worship every part of his lower half. " Thank you master!" Anna said with devotion and lustful exciment. "You have done this slave a great honor letting such a lower whore serve you." Anna said, using her hands to massage his balls while she slowly licked his cock up and down.

Condiment Wizard was slightly confused by the use of lower though she was focused on the pleasure she was giving him to really bring it any attention. "She was in twilight, master. She used to see young whores sucking vampire dick. I hope you like her playing your thrall." Avery whispered into his ear, quickly explaining before beginning to massage his back.

Anna continued to lick and kiss his cock like it was her personal idol. "Please, master, allow me to use my worthless throat to please you? Give me the honor of choking on your cock like the inferior I am," Anna said, begging to degrade herself for his amusement and pleasure. Condiment Wizard couldn't really say no to that. So he nodded his head, and she quickly shoved his cock down her throat.

He gave out a muffled moan as she shoved her own face up and down his cock. Her tears and drool quickly covered both his cock and her face. Quickly making her look like a used-up cheap two-dollar whore, the only thing giving her class was her red outfit. She kept going faster and faster; the glug, glug, glug of her choking echoed around them. She looked at him for a quick moment, begging with her eyes.

He was confused wondering if she wanted to stop. Then he realized she wasn't looking at him. But at Avery behind him. She understood the request and acted. So Condiment Wizard got the amazing scene of Avery forcing Anna to choke on his cock at the speed of a car going down a highway. He was barely holding on trying to keep his cum inside as not to be seen as a quick shock the moment a speedster get involved.

The final straw turned out not to be Anna; it was Yasemin and Leah that undid him. Leah found a sweet spot he didn't know he had, and Yasemin had turned herself upside down. Her pussy in the air and her head in the water. She was playing with herself while drowning herself and just got his viewing pleasure. The devotion and power he felt at that was the final straw, and he cum.

His cum quickly spurted out of his cock and filled up Anna's throat. He was left there breathing heavily while Avery pulled Anna from his cock. She slowly retook her original form of tight-suited green Mica. Though she was desperately trying to breath through the fun clogging her throat while Avery licked his cock clean at super speed.

The look on Avery's and Mica's eyes told him if they needed to continue, and Leah's continuing of tongue to his ass showed her willingness to continue. He looked over and saw that Yasemin was back up playing with her tits for him to see while her face went from purple to plain. Condiment Wizard wondered if he should continue or get back to what they had been doing.

Chang Jie-Ru was a yo-yo as he had been known on the suicide squad, watching Dragonson from the other side of his cell. He'd brought him here following Overmachine at the moment; he was still unconscious, and a machine he was hooked up to was keeping it that way. At the moment yo-yo has nothing to do and was simply thinking about everything that had happened.

He'd died; in fact, he'd been dead for a while. Though he wants to know what had gone during that time, being alive again means these memories of being among the dead are hard to recall. It was an interesting situation he was in, especially as he wasn't sure how to handle it or how his last life ended. He had died a hero, which was strange for him. He did stupid things, killed innocent people, and had joined the suicide squad to get some years of his life sentence.

I'm all honesty, yo-yo was pretty fucking far from being a hero. In the end he had died like one. Even his strangeness was in why he died. He died trying to take his sister out with him. Not usually a heroic thing to do, but circumstances had made it so. His sister had always been the perfect one of the two of them. His parents had spent all his childhood and teenage years asking why he couldn't be like the golden child his sister.

Then her genius had gone to her head, and she'd become a super villain. She'd become the villain known as Red Orchid and had turned herself into a kind of dryad with several different plant-based powers. They'd meet on the battlefield because she'd turned herself into a drug lord as well as a supervillain. He'd and the rest of the suicide squad had been sent in to stop her.

He tried to talk her down remind her of how she was always the better person. It didn't work she just kept screaming about how he had been dishonoring the family every time he breathed so she would put a stop to that. In the end he had dead-shot his explosive collar while he had wrapped himself around his sister.

Now he had a new boss and teammates. He also had an approved body and powers. He was wondering what to do with them. He does his job if serving those who had brought him back and made him better. His current problem was what else did he want to do? He always looked out for himself and wanted more money. The problem was money didn't seem to mean anything to him anymore. Money wouldn't have bought him the second chance of life he got, so what value did it really hold to him in the end?

Now perhaps he could try for a better life with safety and luxury, but he knew he couldn't do that. As hard as it was for him to visualize, he'd die if that's what it took to protect Condiment Wizard or serve Overmachine. He wondered what the others thought of this second chance and the upgrades. He saw a few coming and going around him. New teammates seem to be appearing regularly, no doubt proving Overmachine was building an army of people like him.

He honestly wondered what Overmachine needed the for as he honestly seemed strong enough to defend himself and crush opponents both literally and figuritively. Condiment wizard didn't seem to need them that much either. As he quickly saw through one of the crashed ships' monitors, he saw what great magic Condiment Wizard was casting.

"What to do?" Yo-yo asked himself as he wasn't really ordered to do anything. He was watching Dragonson more out of curiosity than any order or desire to make sure he stayed imprisoned. He was thinking about his life and taking breaks by wondering about the future of Dragonson. As there was anything they could be planning to do with him. He had a lot of potential as an asset considering he was effectively the Aquaman of the Chinese Justice League.

"Hmmm, the Chinese justice league." Yo-yo said to himself, thinking of that group and their title. "Maybe we make her own version to fight then just to screw with the heroes." Hmm, would I be the Batman or green lantern of the team if we do it? "Yo-yo," he said to himself, thinking on the issue. Turning over the plan in his mind and wondering how to improve it. Yo-yo now had a path forward with this idea; only time will tell where it takes him in the end.