"Bambi" has her first lesbian experience with Ali and Killgrave plots to be never hurt again

(special thanks to holahola202 for the Killgrave portion)

Ali smiled as she led Karen to the back room of the fetish and lingerie clothing store. Her disgust, nerves and anger would show on her face ordinarily but she had to behave like a bimbo, so instead her face showed a huge empty grin. She looked at a break room table with two chairs, a small counter and a pile of boxes about waist high, wondering what was about to happen.

"You ever fuck a girl before, Bambi?" Ali asked as she took Karen's hand and led her to the table.

Karen shook her head, still smiling stupidly. The brunette cashier gave her a kindly look as she began taking off her own clothes, sliding off shoes and pants to reveal a lacy purple thong.

"No worries, honey, I'll be more than happy to show you the ropes. First, hop up on that table and spread your legs. Play with yourself a little, show me how you like to be touched." she purred, slipping off her black shirt and black bra to reveal small breasts with pierced nipples.

Karen grimaced inwardly but at least she was being kind about it. She closed her eyes and began to lightly stroke her pussy, thinking about her handful of past lovers and a few men she secretly lusted after, trying to ignore the reality of her situation. In a few minutes, she was getting wet and began to knead one of her tits with a low moan escaping her lips.

A small click made her eyes flick open. Ali had taken a picture of her masturbating with her phone!

"Sorry, honey, just had to document this little moment of ours to make sure you don't claim I was blackmailing you or something. I'm sure you don't mind." Ali said, one hand sliding between her own legs as she watched Karen touch herself.

Karen wanted to scream inwardly or melt that phone with her heat vision but a powerless bimbo wouldn't do anything of the sort. In fact, a bimbo would want her picture taken. So instead, she just continued to lewdly grope herself and let Ali take a second picture. An idea sparked in her mind suddenly, however, as the camera clicked a second time - that purple creep had said she couldn't talk to any of her fellow superheroes but she could sure as hell text them! All she had to do was get to that phone and try and remember any of their phone numbers.

Ali mistook the look in her eyes for sexual excitement, however, and put down her phone, rushing over and kissing a surprised Karen hard on the mouth.

"Mmph! Mmm!" Karen said as Ali kissed her, the brunette's pierced tongue dancing with her own as her hands reached up and began kneading her massive breasts.

Karen fumbled a bit in surprise but Ali grabbed her wrists, leading one between the tall brunette's legs and another to her own smaller pair of pierced nipples. Karen awkwardly began fingering the other girl and gently pulling on her nipple, stifling a gasp as Ali's slim fingers slid into her wet pussy. A part of her wanted to stop here and now but she couldn't - a bimbo would never stop letting someone fuck her. Oh, God, she thought, a woman - a complete stranger - was fucking her, this was so wrong.

Breaking the kiss with a gasp, Ali panted.

"Fuck, you're so hot! You like that? Mmm, just wait until I get this tongue between those legs of yours."

Ali gave her another quick, hot sloppy kiss before moving her mouth down to one of Kara's tits, making Karen squeak with pleasure. She'd never had anyone with a tongue stud suck on her nipples before, much less an experienced lesbian. Between that stimulation and Ali's expert, slim fingers working her pussy, she felt herself helplessly cresting towards an orgasm. This was so wrong, she was so ashamed, but fuck, it felt so good!

"Ooh, uhh, uhh!" Karen babbled wordlessly as she inexpertly tried kneading Ali's tit and pussy in response, her vision getting hazy as an orgasm neared. Ali's thumb started to rub her clit in circles as she slid two - oh, God, no, three - fingers deep into her sopping wet, superstrong pussy and began making a "come hither" motion. Between that and the sensation of the hard metal stud against her nipple and wet suction of her left tit, she couldn't help herself. She came hard, screaming in pleasure as her body was worked expertly.

"Ahh! AHHH! AAAAAAAAAAH!"she screamed out as a massive orgasm rocked her body. "Oooh . . . ungh!"

Ali slid her hand out of her pussy and placed a finger to her panting lips. Karen could taste and smell her own juices and it made her dizzy with disgust and shame. Her skin, already flushed pink, turned red as she blushed.

"Made you cum, already, huh? I knew it wouldn't take much for a dumb slut like you . . . but that was just some fooling around. If you want my tongue between my legs and some free clothes, you're gonna have to work for it."

She gave her another brief, rough kiss and then pulled her off of the table towards the stacks of boxes, Karen following on unsteady legs.

Ali slid off her soaked thong, exposing a pierced pink pussy with a black landing strip shaved above it, as she lay on the boxes with her legs spread.

"Since this is your first time eating pussy, I'll make it easy for you. We're almost the same height - lay on top and we'll 69."

Karen just giggled helplessly and nodded, laying across the brunette's pale body with her massive tits pancaking against Ali's stomach, straining to push her neck down and lick the glistening mound. Wincing inwardly, she darted out her tongue to lick the other girl's clit just as a pair of hands clamped onto her muscular ass cheeks and Ali's pierced tongue invaded her folds.

"Aaaah!" Karen moaned involuntarily, then screamed in a more muffled fashion as Ali twisted her hips up and Karen's mouth was plunged against her pussy.

Karen's utter lack of expertise in eating pussy didn't seem to matter as her mouth awkwardly licked and sucked randomly while Ali did things with her pierced tongue and fingers that she never imagined possible. She howled in ecstasy against the other woman's clit, making her buck her hips, as orgasm after orgasm rocked her powerful, busty frame. At one point, she felt a pinky slide into her asshole but it only increased her pleasure as Ali wiggled it around and flicked her own clit with her tongue stud, making her helpless to resist physically as well as mentally. Karen's entire body trembled and shook from a series of orgasms popping off like firecrackers, her mouth opening wide and taking in copious amounts of Ali's pussy juice as the other woman came from the sensation of Karen's own orgasmic screams vibrating against her clit.

What seemed like years later, Karen felt herself being pushed off of Ali to one side, still sweaty and basking in the afterglow, fingers sliding out of her ass and pussy.

"Ungh." was all she could manage to say, laying limply spread-eagle on top of the boxes, her whole body feeling spent. If women could fuck her like that, maybe she was bi now?

Distantly she heard another snap of a phone and her eyes refocused to see a sweaty Ali having laid beside her and taken a selfie.

"If you want I can send it to you, along with my phone number." Ali purred, giving Karen a peck on the cheek and a quick tit squeeze.

Karen nodded numbly, distantly remembering her plan to text a hero to come help her. She tried to shake off the afterglow of the powerful orgasms and reached for the phone.

She took it and then looked at the time in the top right corner with alarm - 4:53pm! Killgrave's voice echoed in her head : "God, those are some seriously fucking gorgeous fuckpillows! If you don't have those wrapped around a cock every hour on the hour, you may as well just kill yourself."

Two birds, one stone, she thought desperately, squeezing her boobs together with her arms as she lifted up her hands to take her first ever post-coital, sweaty, topless selfie hoping like hell she remembered the emergency phone number right and that this photo would be deleted someday, along with all the others. She wanted to warn them about Killgrave but a big-titted bimbo wouldn't care that she'd been made into a bimbo, so a crude come-on would have to do.

"Hi, stud, I'm a bimbo and I need to wrap my fuckpillows around your hard cock or I'll, like, totally kill myself! Come to-"

She glanced around and saw the name of the shop on a sheet of paper while Ali was getting dressed.

"Naughty & Nice in New Jersey in the next 5 minutes or don't cum at all! ;)"

Karen slowly got to her feet on wobbly legs, licking her lips nervously, then winced from the unfamiliar taste of pussy juice. She slowly went to the sink and put down the phone to wash her face and hands, gargling some water. While she was still furious with Killgrave, a part of her almost wanted to thank him after that amazing experience, but now she had a different problem. What if the person she texted didn't respond in 5 minutes? Would she need to titfuck some random man or would she just fly into space without holding her breath first?

Her thoughts were dissolved by a tiny bag landing by her feet.

"You abso-fucking-lutely earned these, baby." Ali cooed. "I even threw in some platform heels because that ass of yours is almost as nice as those giant tits and you should definitely show it off. And as for the color, well, you did say you wanted a bimbo look, so enjoy."

Karen smiled and giggled helplessly as she quickly dug into the bag, inwardly horrified to find tiny scraps of pink vinyl. Better than nothing, she told herself. With a fake grin, she slowly slid some pink vinyl hot pants that didn't cover more than 2/3rds of her ass up her legs and put on a pair of 6 inch platform heels with with pink vinyl that also hugged her calves like a second skin. Lastly, and with great effort, she slid a tight vinyl pink tube top over her massive mounds. It was at least one size too small and her breasts threatened to burst out of it with every breath she took, her nipples and even the dots of her aureoles visible through the skintight fabric that barely covered either.

"Now that's a Bambi Bigguns if I ever saw one." Ali said with a giggle as she retrieved her phone and patted Karen on the ass. "God, I don't even care if I get fired, you were worth it, honey."

She wanted to scream or beg for help or explain, but a bimbo would only do one thing if someone gave her things because she fucked them.

Karen cooed softly and gave Ali a lusty thank you kiss, squeezing her fat tits against her before breaking the kiss.

"Mmm. Come back any time, honey. And call me!" Ali said as they disengaged, giving her tits another playful squeeze before wiggling her phone.

Karen gasped as she saw the time - 4:58pm!

***

Killgrave woke up in his bed and sat up quickly, taking stock of the room. He relaxed slightly as he realized that the only one present was Dr. Mid-Nite, but the fact that his powers hadn't worked as expected on Power Girl was worrisome.

Dr. Mid-Nite, seeing Killgrave, was awake, smiled brightly and said, "Zeb, you're awake! Don't worry, Power Girl didn't do too much damage and she was knocked away by Shazam."

"Thanks Doc, where is she?"

"We don't actually, um, know sir, but we're searching now. It shouldn't take too long to track her down. And we're working on beefing up your protection. The building has already been somewhat fortified and the association is discussing next steps. A few of us are flying around the building now. We don't want to be taken off guard again."

Killgrave felt his rage, and decided to try to let it out. He growled, "Punch yourself in the cheek."

Dr. Mid-Nite raised his fist and hit himself as hard as he could, knocking himself to the floor. Killgrave smiled as he stood up, then said, "Good, it's best that I am more protected from now on."

Dr. Mid-Nite stood up slowly, his cheek bone slightly indented. He smiled and responded, "Of course we don't Zeb." Killgrave started to pace while he thought about what Power Girl's response might have meant. As he did, Dr. Mid-Nite continued, "While I was treating you today, I did discover some anomalies."

Killgrave's hackles rose. He turned, looking on with steely eyes, and said, "What anomalies?"

"I found that you're biology somehow makes you secrete chemicals that could be used to influence people's minds. It's quite complex, but with a little thought I was able to discover the extent of their effects. It's certainly lucky you have this gift and not some villain."

Relieved, Killgrave grinned, then laughed. "Yes, it certainly is lucky. Don't tell anyone though."

"Of course, that does seem prudent. I haven't informed anyone else yet either. I wanted to discuss it with you first. I believe I can cure you, actually."

Killgrave frowned, then said, "That won't be necessary. Don't ever try to do that. In fact, tell me, would it be easy for anyone else to discover a cure or to accidentally cure me?"

The doctor thought a moment, then responded, "No, I don't believe so. There's a few who could theoretically cure you, but you're unlikely to meet anyone who could. And it certainly couldn't happen accidentally."

A pressure lifted from Zeb's chest and he responded, "Great work, thanks. Do you have any idea why my ability might not work on someone like Power Girl?"

Dr. Mid-Nite thought for a moment, then said, "Yes actually. Based on my recollection of the chemicals involved and of Kryptonian genetics, I believe that Kryptonians would have to obey your commands but would keep their normal mental functioning. In effect, they would be unwilling slaves. You of course don't mean to **** that power, do you?"

"No, no," Killgrave responded, a predatory grin appearing on his face as he recalled the commands he gave Power Girl. Absentmindedly, he continued, "Don't believe that I ever would **** my power. And go join the others to figure out how to best protect me. Assume that anyone I haven't spoken with would want to hurt me, even your friends."

"I'm sure they won't want to hurt you, but I will assume that. Thank you sir."

After Dr. Mid-Nite left the room, Killgrave sat on his bed, thinking about everything that had transpired. He thought that Power Girl likely couldn't inform anyone about him, but he didn't want to take any chances. He also realized he'd need to have another conversation with Mid-Nite to find out if anyone else in this new world might be affected by his power in strange ways. He stood up and headed to the meeting of his hero-puppets, his mind elsewhere as he planned ahead.

He stuck his head out of the room and bellowed for Dr. Fate. If he couldn't deal with these alien assholes himself, magic would probably do the trick.

"Omigod, Zeb, you're OK!" squealed a mostly naked Stargirl as she leapt up from a visitor's chair and hugged him tightly, weeping. "I was so worried that evil bitch had put you into a coma or something before I could tell you that I- I love you!"

Zeb laughed, and patted her heart-shaped ass. He'd forgotten all about her and telling everyone it was okay for her to run around naked except for her mask because she was his pet slut.

"That's nice. Come into the room, Starslut, your mouth can tell me that you love me better than that." he said with a smirk, thinking of ways Courtney could make his headache go away nicely.