You get filled up by the weirdo molesting you, and Bunny herself suffers a similar fate, before your backup arrives... but can it be trusted..?

The huge double dildo hits the floor with a soft thud before dissipating into purple energy particles as Mood Ring lets her concentration drift. Fortunately, the shackles holding the evil bunny girl in place seem to be holding up without any problems. Really though, that does raise the question of whether Mood Ring is going to lose the ability to maintain those completely once she is on the downward slope to exhaustion after she comes? It's for that reason as well as a desire to get the weirdo shape-shifting freak who is currently wearing the shape of your petite magical doctor partner while stuffing a disproportionately huge penis into you. "Damn it Mort...! Why did you... hnfff... put an easy snap-open butt flap in the short-shorts of this costume? I was hoping this one would make it a little less easy for the villains to violate me on the spot...!"

"Setting aside the obvious practicality of cutting down the time you need to spend in the bathroom, if it was harder to get into that would only incentivize anyone who wanted to fuck you to tear a hole in it, and I'm the one who would have to end up fixing it," she replies curtly. "Now either subdue that villain, or lay back and take it like a slut. It makes no difference to me. But as long as you keep them there long enough, I will be able to get a fix on Rainbow's location and dispatch rescue to her. You DO realize that these mediocre-literature-obsessed circus freaks regularly do much, much worse to captives, don't you?"

Ah. The guilt trip. One of your greatest weaknesses. Fortunately the other bitches, Snowflake and Balloon, aren't remarking any more on your moment of shame and you can focus. This fake-Dr.Rainbow is much too strong for you to just make a sudden move and KO her (him? it?). Perhaps it's Mood Ring's influence but you decide that the best thing that you can do is to... speed things up. Rainbow/Mock Turtle will surely be worn out after... well, you cringe at the thought, but it isn't as if your time as the heroine Nightingale was exactly clean. You ended up getting cream-pied by common thugs on your very first patrol. The least you can do is take one more for Dr. Rainbow.

Suddenly, and surprising your 'partner', you reach up and grab 'her' breasts with both hands. Disturbing though it is you can't deny that there is something exciting about having her cute, petite figure in your hands, getting to feel those perky little breasts through that colorful schoolgirl uniform, while at the same time feeling a thick, hot length of meat sliding in and out of you, waggling from side to side as it explores every contour of your wet pussy. You even wrap one of your legs sensually around "Rainbow"'s waist, bucking your hips against the petite girlish figure attached to that big hard cock reaming you out. As if trying to retaliate, and seeming once again to be on the verge of tears, the shapeshifting villain reaches down and cups your large, famously firm breasts in their hands and squeezes them together, bouncing them up and down in time with their thrusts against you.

Meanwhile Starstuff, the all-too-lucky C-rank hero for whom sidekicking under an avowedly lesbian superheroine and being caught in the epicenter of a supervillain attack has STILL been the occasion for him getting laid, peels the crotch of Bunny's leotard to the side and lines up the hole in her fishnet pantyhose with his manhood. She weakly tries to kick at him with her high heels but he puts any guidelines about just exactly how far heroes were allowed to go with a villain 'in custody' out of his mind and shoves his straining purple glans past her pink cuntlips, groaning loudly as he gracelessly lunges forward and completely impales her in one thrust. The villainess's plea of protest is completely muffled by her face being **** into Mood Ring's crotch.

Rather than head-on, Mood Ring has decided to turn around and present her ass to Bunny's face, bending over deeply. As a result, the somewhat pudgy heroine's butt cheeks close completely over Bunny's delicate little nose, very nearly smothering her as the glowing shackles **** her face deep into Mood Ring's crotch. Mood Ring, already close from all of the dildo action, starts grunting and huffing loudly almost immediately, bouncing her ass up and down in Bunny's face. The white-haired villainness gets a little chance to breathe, sucking in a deep breath, before Mood Ring presses against her again, cutting her off and forcing her to wriggle and struggle against the table. At last the over-stressed cups holding in her enormous (bigger than just about any woman you've seen, honestly - only Balloon is maybe her equal) breasts give way and the bare, pale, jiggling mountains pop free over the edge of the table.

Starstuff doesn't hold anything back for a naughty girl like her. Wearing a grin full of self-satisfied smugness, he starts roughly spanking her ample backside as he hammers her pussy relentlessly, bottoming out repeatedly and easy avoiding her clumsy kicks of retaliation.

"Noooo, Bunny! They're being so mean to you! But I'm sorry... I'm sooohhhrrry..." the freak on top of you says, picking you up off the ground with their impressive strength and forcing you to cling tightly to her* petite, feminine body... which has a side effect of making her cock go deeper in you than ever as all of your body weight helps push it deeper into you. "I can't defeat Mood Ring... and I can't stop doing it to this flashy yellow B-ranked bimbo..." You start to protest but, at least, Turtle has correctly recognized your hard-earned standing... and besides, the feel of a perfect replica of Dr. Rainbow's cute little titties pinched between your fingers combined with her smooth hairless crotch pressed up against your clit, AND a big throbbing hard-on stretching you out and wiggling against your g-spot, stops you from making any sound except a deep, husky groan. Your eyes roll back in your head and a wave of pleasure rolls over you. You can't hide your leg twitching as you cum. And it seems that was the final blow to Mock Turtle too; she/he can't stand the feel of your cunt rhythmically squeezing around that hard cock in a milking motion, and you feel it start to throb inside of you. It says a lot about how much jizz she/he can produce that even with all of your own juices from just having cum yourself, you can feel a piping hot, wet sensation pooling inside of you. Dimly you wonder - how many times has this happened to you so far? This is what, the fourth, or fifth cock to fill you up with hot, dripping cum since you got to this city? It is going to be so very awkward to explain all this to Dr. Rainbow... especially since it's all been recorded this whole time.

But there's more urgent things to think about. Focusing your heroic will you lean in for a kiss, passionately putting your lips against Dr. Rainbow's beautiful face. She closes her eyes and squeezes your hips passionately... which you take as your cue to strike. You swing your upper body back and put all of your momentum into a powerful head-butt, landing right on the fake Dr. Rainbow's dainty little nose and flattening it. The shock of pain, combined with the sudden weakness after having cum, causes all of the shapeshifter's strength to leave them, and they collapse to the floor with you on top of them. Working quickly you produce handcuffs from your belt and snap them on before standing up.

Although you would prefer to take a minute to squat down and try to squirt out as much of the hot jizz that this villain had left inside of you as possible, there's no time - you just snap the 'butt flap' on the short-short like bottom of your leotard back up and try your best to ignore the feeling of cum pooling between the tight spandex and your shaved twat. As Fake Rainbow tries to recover you flip her over and start looking up under her/his skirt for any signs of a communicator, remote, or anything of that nature. Sure enough, after a minute of that you find a little white teacup that is certainly NOT something Dr. Rainbow would carry around (if she had one it'd probably be the Japanese kind without a handle on it). You start focusing on it and trying to use echolocation to figure out if it is an electronic device, or what. Sure enough, it's hollow and full of circuitry. "Mort, are you seeing this? And no, I don't mean the dribbling cock poking out from under a copy of Rainbow's uniform. Can you use this as, like, a tracking device?"

"Yes," the response comes. "You will have to get it to me précipitamment. Do you think you can-"

Unfortunately you aren't keeping good control of your sonic powers because the sound of Mood Ring loudly groaning her pleasure as she squeezes her overexcited clam to orgasm on Bunny's mouth and tongue like a lemon on a juicer drowns it out. "Yes~ YES! Now you HAVE to tell me why you wanted to teleport straight to Little America..!" she says proudly, as if that made any particular sense.

All throughout the latter part of that, Bunny had been desperately trying to say something. Alas, it seems that telling Mood Ring what she wanted to hear wasn't it. "Nnhgaahhh! Oh dear, oh dear! You brute! Listen, listen urgently!" she says in her shrill, prissy way of speaking, turning to look back over her shoulder. "You classless clod! Treating me as if I was some common super-dollymop to be whored out...! If you don't pull out of me right now I'll punish you like yo wou- AHHH! NOoooOO!" she gasps in surprise, eyes widening and lets out an anguished groan of frustration and disbelief. The male hero's hips are pushed against hers, squeezing her soft, cushiony ass cheeks against his hips, and although you can't see it clearly, you can imagine that he is buried in her about as deep as possible as he gives a satisfied sigh and unloads however much cum he'd had pent up after having to spend the last few weeks seeing all of the sexy figures flouncing around League HQ while submitting to tough training and oversight by a heroine who was USUALLY one of the most serious and pragmatic of the Big 7. He gives her ass one last teasing smack before withdrawing, leaving a big, dangling string of pearly white cum between his softening cock and her bare pussy.

Just then, Mood Ring's eyes and costume color shift, turning from the lurid purple to bright yellow. "Oh shit... oh... I just realized... Queen... Queen is out there! I'm sorry Nigh-, uh, Thunderbird, I lost control of myself... I.. ok! There's a secret back exit that we can get out of here through. Now help me grab this bad bunny so that we can- uh oh."

Belatedly, she realizes that her powers switching wavelengths means that the energy constructs shackling Bunny to the table have vanished. Wasting no time the villainess hops up onto the table, glaring down hatefully at her and the still-dumbly-grinning Starstuff, who doesn't bother doing anything but standing there and playing with his satisfied cock.

"Unforgivable! Inconceivable! Abominable!!" she cries shrilly. "I am Hot-Cross Bunny, you hooligans! And your ghastly little party at my expense is OVER!" She reaches out dramatically and snaps her fingers.

At that very moment, the back entrance that Mood Ring as turning towards slides open. A burly man in a garish green and yellow bird-themed spandex suit - "Griffineagle" - and a very tall, sexy coffee-skinned woman with very short white hair and a sexy white bodysuit with a translucent v-shaped 'cleavage window' that ran from her shoulders down to her hips in the middle - Snowflake - step through. "Hey Thunderbird. Nice work I gue-" Snowflake starts to say.

But she's interrupted by you acrobatically springing forward, tucking and rolling, and leaping right into her, your face coincidentally landing right between her large perky breasts. Although she's taller, heavier and a bit more muscular than you, your momentum and her surprise means that you send her sprawling backwards, falling through the doorway. She starts to wordlessly protest.

Of course, what Mood Ring and Starstuff hadn't noticed, lacking your super hearing and spatial sense, was the knowledge of a suddenly manifested, VERY large mass of a great many soft, fluffy somethings coming down on them from above like an avalanche. Mood Ring, Starstuff and the newly arrived Griffineagle turn to stare at you and Snowflake tumbling and ending up in an almost-sexy tangle of limbs on the hallway floor, leaving them helpless and defenseless as something like twenty thousand live, fluffy bunny rabbits rain down upon them like an avalanche. They are all completely buried before they can move a step to escape, and the enormous mass of confused, kicking little mammals washes out of the doorway, partially burying you and Snowflake as well before those rabbits (not as constrained by the constrained space of the room) scramble and hop away from the two of you.

"Okay," Snowflake says surprisingly calmly as she roughly pushes you off of her, sitting up and rubbing her head. "I guess Hot Cross Bunny's power is kinda useful. Um, thanks, Thunderbird... wait... oh shit! Griff! Griff, can you hear me?! Are you okay?"

There's the distinctive sound of a creaky wooden door opening in that room, and from the opposite end, the mass of confused rabbits starts to pour through an unseen opening. There's no way that either you or Snowflake's powers can get to anybody in there. Indeed, Bunny (in hindsight you REALLY should have realized that was the boss of the Wonderland Warriors and not just a random henchwoman but no time to cry over spilled, er, rabbits) seems to have buried herself as well, as she's nowhere to be seen.

"Forget about him, he's super strong he'll be fine! Dr. Rainbow is your ACTUAL teammate and she's been captured by psychos! We're taking this communication teacup thing out to Mort right away so we can locate her! That's an order!" you shout confidently. You only pause to check if your utility belt is still in place. Thank goodness, it is... especially since, now that Petite Mort's laboratory has been utterly destroyed and the scientist herself will be laid up with her injuries for a while, the 2 spare "Plan capital-B" super-contraceptive-devices that you had in there are all you'll be able to get for a while... and somehow, being inseminated by a shape-shifting, face-stealing mutant seems more worthwhile to address than your run of the mill unwanted creampie. Silently, you decide that you aren't sharing it with Snowflake, especially since she'd been the one who made the first move and jumped that goober Griffineagle's bones the moment the two of them were alone.