To her basement to experiment on Rocketgirl with Lust

Rocketgirl moaned and rolled her head from side to side as she regained consciousness. The collegiate superheroine felt an aching pain in the back of her head, the hardness of her big nipples poking up underneath the silver fabric of her bodysuit, and the dampness between her thighs as she slowely opened her eyes under the silts of her silver cowl. “uuuuuhhhhh….my head…..uuuuuuuh” sighed Rocketgirl as she woke up. The heroine looked around and realized she was in a basement judging by the small windows near the ceiling. Around the room she saw several computers and machines, cabinets and shelves. On the shelves appeared to be a mixture of medical equipment and chemicals. Rocketgirl tried to get up from the metal table she was laying flat on, but tension held her arms and legs in place. Looking above her head, the heroine could see that her wrists were shackled at the head of the table, and looking down she saw that her legs were spread apart and her ankles shackled apart at the other end.

Trying to contemplate a way out, Rocketgirl recalled the events that had brought her to this point. She remembered going to see Professor Jensen one of the teachers in the science department about the theft of some chemicals and equipment from the university. Ms. Jensen had identified the chemicals as being hazardous and controlled substances and items that could be used to make a new **** called lust. The professor had attacked her, throwing powdered lust at Rocketgirl which aroused the superheroine and had made her weak. Rocketgirl realized that she had been naïve and let her guard down around Ms. Jensen, whom she should have considered a suspect.

Rocketgirl tried pulling at the restraints but the shackles held. “I can’t break free” the heroine said to herself. “My rocket nipples are hard like rocks…my cunt aches…I have no power.” Rocketgirl groaned as she wiggled helplessly atop the metal exam table. The heroine thought that maybe if she had strength like some of the other superheroines she wouldn’t be captured like this. Her thoughts and struggles were interrupted by the sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs and then Ms. Jensen’s voice.

“Ah you are finally awake, you’d been out for awhile. Now that you are we can begin the experiment.” Ms. Jensen gloated as she walked closer to Rocketgirl and watched the younger heroine struggle helplessly on the metal table.

“What?!? What are you talking about? Let me go Professor Jensen!!! Let me go!!!” Rocketgirl demanded as the older woman stood over her.

“Let you go? Why would I do that? You came to me wanting to learn about Lust and I will help you in that endeavor.” Smirked Ms. Jensen. The female professor then grabbed a gas mask off a cart near the table and placed over the mouth and nose of the busty superheroine. She could see and hear Rocketgirl protesting through the mask and trying to pull her arms and legs free. “You still have some fight left in you. I like that. But this will calm you down.” Ms. Jensen laughed as she turned the valve on the tank that the mask was hooked to. A hissing sound could be heard as gas flowed from the tank to the mask on Rocketgirl’s face.

Rocketgirl protested and fought, wiggling on top the table. As the superheroine realized she could not free herself or remove the mask, her eyes widened in panic. Rocketgirl could feel the gas filling the mask and working its way into her nostrils and to her lungs. Rocketgirl cried as she arched her back, trying to break the shackles binding her.

“Very interesting.” Ms. Jensen commented as she observed Rocketgirl. “All of the past students who have been subjects to my experiments so far have given in by now. But you are no ordinary coed. Perhaps something more is needed.”

Taking a surgical knife, Ms. Jensen cut a slit through the center of Rocketiglrl’s bodysuit and split it down the middle of the heroine’s chest. Pulling the material apart, the female professor exposed Rocketgirl’s large bust. “Think Rocketgirl…think about someone you want…someone you are attracted to…someone you dream about….playing with these large warheads of yours, these oversized young nipples….think about them and relax….relax….relax…” Said Ms. Jensen in a soft soothing voice as her fingers caressed Rocketgirl’s large hard nipples and wide areolas. Ms. Jensen’s strategy worked, her suggestion and fondling of the heroine’s super breasts compelled Rocketgirl to think about sex and having her breasts and nipples played with.

“Uhhhhhhhhh….uuuuuuuuuuhhhhh….uhhhhhhhhhhhhh” sighed Rocketgirl as she breathed in more of the gas and stopped struggling. Ms. Jensen kept the gas mask on her face and continued playing with her large hard nipples, which were still hard and erect from the lust powder that covered Rocketgirl’s chest earlier. The heroine was **** to breathe in the gas as Ms. Jensen fondled her chest for several minutes before the gas was switched off. The mask was then removed from her face and Rocketgirl found herself looking up at Ms. Jensen through sleepy eyes while the older women stroked her hard and erect nipples. “Uhhhhhhhh…I feel so horny…uuuuuuuuhhhh….so helpless….uuuuuuhhhh” admitted the **** Rocketgirl to Ms. Jensen. The heroine’s eyes struggling to remain open as she felt the older woman’s fingers playing with her very hard and aroused nipples.

“That’s right Rocketgirl. I was hoping you would pay me a visit and was ready for you. From what I saw in my office, your nipples can be easily aroused by Lust in powder form. Lust is potent in many forms though, such as the gas I just exposed you to. You seemed to have more resistance to the gas though, at least until you are aroused.” Said Ms. Jensen in a clinical tone.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuhhhh….you won’t get away with this….uuuhhhh…I will stop you….uuuuuuuhhhh….bring you to…..uuuuuuuuhhh…justice…” moaned a sleepy and aroused Rocketgirl.

“You can’t do anything. Do you think your powers can save you? The lust is stronger than you, no student has been able to resist its effect so far. As I suspected during our encounter in my office, your body is particularly **** to sexual arousal, more than an ordinary student. Am I correct?” Ms. Jensen asked as she rubbed her fingers in a circular motion over the nipples of her curvy captive.

“Uuuuuuuuhh….yess…you are right…..uuuuuuuhhhh…my rocket breasts….uuuuuuuhhhh…can’t fight the lust…..uuuuuuuuuhhhhh….i can’t use my powers…..uuuuuuuuhhh…I feel helpless when my nipples are hard….uuuuuuuuhhhhh the lust zapping me of my powers……uuuuuuuuhhhhh…..i feel too sexy to sleepy to fight……”

“Excellent, now we can continue.” Smiled Ms. Jensen as she made more cuts across Rocketgirl’s costume and pulled the fabric off exposing the heroine’s breasts fully along with the rest of her torso.