Ultramom--No, Brenda, in her business clothes. Almost.

He looked over at her, as did Ultimagirl, who then tried to pull away, to cover an athletic body that was not at all covered by the shredded remnants of her costume. Ultraboy's arms tightened and he hugged her tight to him, not letting her cover herself, though there wasn't actually that much to see with her legs between her pussy and Ultramom's eyes and her chest pressed to his. But somehow the length of creamy thigh and revealed sideboob was much more erotic in this fashion than in Ultimagirl's standard costume, though it was hardly more revealing.

"Hey Brenda," he said, looking his mother over with open lust. She was wearing a white business shirt, an old one that was too tight across her current chest, buttons strained to hold the shirt together, barely maintaining a façade of professionalism over an aura of being a whole different sort of...professional. Her red lace bra was visible through the shirt. The open suit jacket helped with the business professional, the incredibly short black skirt (bought on a shopping trip with her sassy black friend Florence, who had no idea of Brenda's secret and thus kept pushing her to be more adventurous), which barely covered her ass and revealed a flash of matching red panties with every step, pushed for a prostitution professional. The heels were the highest she owned, three inches and black, they could have worked for any professional (except professional fighter). "I'd like you to meet Shelby Danvers my new fiancé. Though you may know her as Ultimagirl." He kissed the top of her head, then rolled her off him and rose, freeing her to cover herself. "Come on honey, say hello to my mother, you want to make a good first impression, don't you?"

Ultramom extended a hand with a cruel smile, as she watched the formerly fierce and cruelly sexual Ultimagirl try to decide between covering herself and shaking Ultramom's hand. In the end, she did as her fiancé asked and shook her hand, choosing to cover both breasts with one arm, leaving her cunt bare and dripping.

"It's been fun making dear Monica watch, but now I think it's time we all got to know each other. Can either of you cook?" He asked, looking over the Ultimawomen and freeing Ultimamom from Mindmaster's machine, which she thought of as, and would ever think of as, the bondage chair where she got to watch people she loved fucking.

Ultimagirl nodded. "I can, mom can't," she teased, proud of being able to do something that her mother couldn't. Ultimamom was in no state to notice though, as the moment her hands were freed, they were buried up to the hand, then the wrist in her cunt, she fisted herself shamelessly, despite, or because, of her audience, her own moans and the sound of her furious frigging mingled well. "That's good, cause she's busy. Why don't you make us some dinner, you can get dressed too and I'll help the moms get to know each other. We're all family now, so we should get along, right?" He asked to three people who'd all used Mindmaster?s machine.

"Right." Two of them chorused back, the third answered in the affirmative, without speaking.

"Good." He stepped forward and kissed Shelby on the cheek, bringing a fresh flush of arousal to the cheek. "Then come get us when dinner's ready. Make something nice. And make yourself look nice too, borrow some of Brenda's clothes, you want to make a good impression, right?" He whispered in her ear. She nodded against his face, kissed his cheek in turn. His hand dropped to the remnants of her costume, basically a shoved aside bikini bottom and ripped it apart.

She squeaked and blushed in humiliation, not just arousal..

"Not like you need that anymore." He said, provoking laughter from Brenda. Ultimagirl took off, flying out of the trophy room, before going in search of the kitchen and Brenda's closet.

Ultraboy, no, here, he pulled the last of his costume off, he was Bryce looked at the hot MILFs he had lusted after for years and who now would obey him without hesitation. The sounds coming from Ultimamom and his own superhuman endurance had him hard and Brenda's eyes were locked on his cock, still shiny from Ultimagirl's orgasm.