A day in the life for a hero

After reexperiencing such a tragic event in my life, I desperately needed some relaxation. Thankfully for me, I had all the time in the world for a little “me time”, the best place you could possibly relax in and some very pretty ladies to keep me company.

For the next few… days? Weeks? I don’t know, I stopped really counting after a while. I enjoyed all the luxuries of Miss. Hale’s penthouse. I took a dip in her pool, mostly just relaxing under the sun. Turns out Wonder Woman’s huge tits make for great flotation devices. I mean, I know we’ve all probably thought about it, but it felt nice to finally get some confirmation. Her bed was perfect. Once I laid down I felt like I was just going to keep sinking forever. The sheets were made of materials I didn’t even know existed. It had this intricate wooden frame with patterns you could tell were painstakingly carved over the course of weeks. The pillows were also just perfect. Soft and just the right amount of fluffy. Though of course, they didn’t hold a candle to the pillows I had been using for a while now, Wondie’s calcium cannons. Going to sleep on my idol’s funbags, in this bed with Catwoman’s lips around my cock and Miss. Hale and my dear Becky at my side like stuffed animals might go down as the best sleeping experience of my life. The thing was so pretty and comfortable to lay in, I’m wondering if I should try and wheel the thing back to the Time cave. I even raided her fridge and got to try some rich people food like caviar! It tasted disgusting so I just ended up getting some takeout food, but still, it’s just one of those things you gotta brag about when you have the chance. (don’t worry, I didn’t steal it of course. I’m nothing like the hooligans I save. I found Victoria’s wallet and credit card lying around and used it to pay for everything. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind. This can be seen as part of her rehabilitation anyways)

You know, looking back on all of this, it’s kinda unfair that some random lady can live a perfect life like this, while a hero like me, who does way more for society than she ever will, has to slum it to get by. Hmm, yep, I’ve decided. 30 more days added to Miss. Hale’s rehabilitation.

Anyway, sorry for going on a tangent again. Back to the present!

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I was walking around in a bathrobe I had picked up from one of Miss. Hale’s neighbours, a bottle of expensive champagne in my hand. Like most of the food and drink I had found in this place, it tasted absolutely abhorrent to my taste buds. But, I did a google search and it’s apparently almost ten times my previous average yearly pay check from before I became a hero. So you know, when in Rome and all that.

Stepping over half empty pizza boxes, I made my way into the main room where Victoria herself was stood. She was standing in the middle of the room, fully nude and doing a split with one of her legs pointed straight to the ceiling. She was surprisingly flexible for a woman her age.

You know, I gotta say, out of all my saves, Veronica is the one with the most positive attitude. Even now, posed in her own penthouse, nude as the day she was born, covered in dirt, pizza slices, used condom, several cum blotches and with cheeto handprints on her boobs, she was still keeping that big wide smile and two thumbs up from my story time! I hope her upbeat demeanour can rub off on the others.

“Hey Miss. Hale. Sorry about the mess everywhere. You don’t mind right?” I asked as I bent down to pick up a slice of pizza from the floor. She didn’t respond to me verbally, rude, but again she did give me a thumbs up, so that was enough of a yes in my book. “Thanks Miss. Hale. Not many civilians understand the plight of superheroes like me and our need to just cut back every once and a while. I’m so glad you are being understanding about this.”

Picking up her wallet from the living room table, I began to ponder how much I should reward myself for my good deed. A couple of thousand? A million? You know, why don’t I just ask the woman herself?

“Yo Miss. Hale. I was wondering just how much I should take as compensation for saving you and taking you into my rehabilitation program. What do you think is fair?”

Victoria still didn’t say a word back to me, but she was still giving me that same thumbs up and smile.

“Hmm…how about I just take your whole wallet? I mean, in rehab you won’t be needing it anyway. And as a hero I can put it to way better use than you.

Still no response.

“Really? You’re fine with me having the wallet? Are you really sure?”

I waited for a moment, really giving her the time she needed to decide and turn me down. But to my pleasant surprise, she was all smiles! At that point, who am I to deny a lady’s request?

“Thank you so much, Miss. Hale. I promise, your fortune will be spent wisely to keep both this city and world safe.” I promised as I pocketed the wallet.

“You know Miss. Hale. You’ve got a killer smile. If I just put on a little lipstick then…” Convenient enough for me, she had a tube of lipstick right on the table! (again, how convenient) Picking it up, I began to try and demonstrate my thought. “And… there! Perfect!” I took a step back, admiring Veronica’s new tomato red lips. Now, I’ll fully admit I’m no good when it comes to all this woman and makeup stuff, so I ended up coloring a little outside the lines. But it’s fine, she didn’t seem to have a problem with it anyway.

“Add some green hair and white makeup and you’d make a hot female Joker. Wait, isn’t that just Harley Quinn? Nah, nah. Harley is the one in the tight red and black spandex. Totally different.”

After giving Veronica her makeover, I was about to go about my business. But something kept me from just walking forward. It just didn’t feel right to just simply accept this money without giving her something in return. Call me old fashioned if you must. Then it hit me. A woman like Veronica would surely enjoy this bottle. When I found it in her cabinet, it had a note on it saying “Only for a special occasion.” Well, what could be more special than being saved by the great Timer himself?

I uncorked the bottle, walking back up to her. “Alright Miss. Hale, open up.” I said as I began pouring. Though, despite my instruction, she continued to keep her teeth tightly pressed together as I poured the champagne all over her face, resulting in it spilling down her body instead. By the time I stopped, she was practically soaked in it. I understood being appreciative of my work, but could she not even stop when I was trying to offer her a drink?

Seeing as I couldn’t give to her orally, I instead decided to just show the bottle up her ass. I had read somewhere that liquid could be absorbed anally. And it was probably true. I made sure to reeeeaaaallllyyyy cram it up there as far as I could until only a little bit of the bottom was sticking out.

“There you go Miss. Hale. Enjoy!” Looking at her face, she was still just smiling and giving me thumbs up. Man, she’s so thoughtful. After taking her plump red lips and giving her a long “goodbye for now” kiss, I headed for the bedroom.

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The sight that greeted me when I entered was one that thoroughly warmed my heart. My Becky. My perfect Becky. Stood by the bed in one of Victoria’s dresses. It was a dark sleeveless thigh-high slit dress and it fit her perfectly. She looked like a movie star with her shining brown eyes and long, wavy red hair.

“Hello my darling.” I whispered with reverence as I walked forward and gave her luscious pink lips a long, drawn out kiss. “I had a bottle of champagne I was thinking you and I could share, but I ended up giving it to someone else. You’re okay with that right?”

Becky simply smiled back at me with that casual smile of hers. Gosh, she was so understanding. No matter what I told, confided in or asked to do with her, she always just responded to me with that smile that could always light up my day.

Seeing it always brought me back to when I first saved her. It was a day I would never forget. It was just after I had messed up mom’s experiment. I was walking around outside, totally bummed out. At this point, I hadn’t even discovered my powers, so I couldn’t even take refuge in the boobily embrace of my saves. Anyway, I was walking along the streets when-

“Help!”

Hmm? Did you guys hear that? Anyway, like I was saying. I was walking around on the streets totally bummed when-

“Help me! Wonder Woman!”

Okay, I definitely heard that. Sounds like someone is in need of saving. Sigh. And just when I was about to have some much needed sweet time with my dear Becky and reminisce on our time together. Whelp. Duty calls. These were just the sacrifices you had to make when you were a hero.

I took one last look at my sweet Becky in that dress and,

“Freeze.”

I suppose I could spend a little time with her before saving the day. After all, I had nothing but time.

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“Wonder Woman! Please help me!”

“Oh my god dude, will you shut the hell up? You’re blowing out my eardrums. Besides, you’re not even in the right city, jackass. This is Metropolis. Home of Superman. And he’s currently off-world. A.K.A, not here to save your ass.”

“It doesn’t matter the city! Wonder Woman is a hero of justice! She would never allow crime to happen anywhere in the world!”

The mugger rolled his eyes. “Dude, she’s been missing for what, a few months now? She’s probably right now as we speak in some pervert’s love dungeon, tied up with her own lasso being forced to partake in god knows what.”

“Don’t you dare say such things! Wonder Woman is a founding Justice League member! There’s no way she would lose to some man with a corrupted heart!”

“Yeah, whatever dude. Just hand over the wallet right now or I swear to-”

“Freeze.”

The entire world got put on pause as I strolled into the alleyway, slightly out of breath. Having a marathon with your super hot girlfriend then descending god only knows how many stairs can really take it out of a guy, even for a hero like me with legendary stamina.

Looking over the scene, it didn’t seem to be anything special. Alleyway mugger situation, how original. This should be wrapped up pretty quickly and I can return to my lovely ladies.

I glanced over at the victim and yep. If the impassioned speech wasn’t enough of a giveaway of who his favorite leaguer was, then the outfit surely was. A Wonder Woman cap, a hoodie and pants in her color pallet, a shirt with Wonder Woman striking her iconic pose. I’m pretty sure he even had star spangled underwear (not that I was gonna confirm whether or not that was true). It was pretty clear just from looking at him that this guy was a Wondie fanatic. Her second biggest fan in the world, second only to yourself of course.

Looking at him, I felt a bit of annoyance at him clearly trying to act like he was MY idol’s biggest fan. Did he have a crusty WW poster over his bed? Okay, looking at, he probably does. But how many times has he come inside Wonder Woman? How many nights has he spent sleeping next to, on or with her? Yeah, that’s what I thought. But also at the same time, I felt a little sympathy. Because at one point in time, I had been this man. As my mom so crudely put it in the last chapter, growing up I was infatuated with super heroes (not obsessed! Infatuated) Specifically super heroines. Powergirl, Supergirl, Batgirl, Batwoman, Jessie Quick, that hot as fuck latino green Lantern chick. You name a female superhero, I had their poster in my room. And priced most amongst all of them, was Wonder Woman. I had the posters, the toys, the bedsheets, the lunch boxes, gigabytes of videos and photos on my computer of her in fights, creepshots uploaded to the web, times in battle when her outfit would tear, even a nip slip that has since been purged from the internet. If there was an interview on TV that featured her for even a second, I was glued to the digital box for the entire day waiting for that second. One time I saved up enough money to buy a pair of her star spangled panties that were going on E-bay, only to find out when they arrived that they were just fakes. Trust me, I can tell.

So yeah, safe to say I was a pretty big fan of O’l Wondie. Before I got my powers, I used to dream of joining the justice league just to work alongside her. So when I finally did become a super hero and encountered her, I thought all of my dreams were coming true! That was until she forced my hand to put her in rehab.

But this guy, this poor smuck, he has no idea. He still thinks she’s some great hero to look up to. He has no clue that she was currently undergoing intense rehabilitation to correct her evil ways. I felt kinda bad for him.

Usually, I would just kick this mugger dude in the nuts and get it over with, but I felt generous today. How about I let this fanboy have an exclusive meeting with his favorite heroine?

Rewiding back up to the penthouse, I went about grabbing Wonder Woman. Currently, I had her hanging by the waist from the ceiling suspended by her own lasso in one of those classic super hero flying poses. It had made for a good ceiling decoration, but getting her down was a bit of a pain (granted, I maybe could have used some better climbing material than Veronica and that random shoplifting girl I can’t bother remembering)

“Alright, that’s it! You wanna be difficult about this, fine! This gun ain’t just for show.”

But just as the gunman was about to pull the trigger and end his poor victim’s life, a sudden object came flying in, knocking the gun out of his hand.

“What the?!”

Seeing the shining object laying on the floor next to the now discarded weapon, the would be casualty’s eyes lit up. It was Wonder Woman’s tiara, he was sure of it. And if her tiara was here, then that surely would mean…

He raised his gaze towards the entrance of the alley, as did mugger. Both of their eyes widened as they saw the themysciran princess, standing proudly in front of them, hair flowing in the wind, fully nude. Well, fully might not be totally accurate. She was technically wearing something. Her golden lasso had been tied around her like a rope harness, just barely so that her nipples and pussy were covered by the fiber. But other than that, everything else was on full display for all the world to see.

The mugger let out a howling set of laughter at the sight. “Hahahaha! Hey, Wonder broad! You forget your panties at home? I mean, I always thought you were dressed like some hooker, but I never thought you’d go all the way with it and start prowling alleyways naked!”

Strangely, Wonder Woman didn’t respond to the taunts, standing completely still. In fact, very still. It was almost unnerving. She was like a motionless statue almost.

“What’s the matter with you? You had a stroke or something? Is that why you’re doing this? You got a bleed in your brain?”

She continued to stand motionless.

“Well, if you aren’t going to talk back, I'm gonna take the time to enjoy this.”

With no response to any of his words, the mugger began approaching the still form of the hero, when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.

“S-Stop!”

The guy who had been getting robbed before had chosen to step in, clearly aware of what the crook intended to do to his number one hero. “I-I don’t know what’s going on with Wonder Woman, b-but I’m not gonna stand by and let someone like you touch her!”

The criminal quickly whipped around, delivering a closed fist punch to the man’s face. The impact sent him flying backwards, hitting the pavement hard. “I’ll get to you in a minute! But first, I ain’t planning on passing up an opportunity like this casually.” he turned back around to Wonder Woman. “Now then, le-”

In a split second, Wonder Woman had suddenly changed her stance. Her whole body was now twisted with her arm forward, in a pose you would have if you just threw a punch. And then before either man could even blink, she was back in her hero pose.

“OW!” the mugger yelled out as he staggered back. “Y-You fucking bitch! I’ll show you!”

Quickly dropping to the floor, he grabbed his gun and began letting off shots in her direction, the sound deafening in the small alley. Unsurprisingly, the bullets did nothing against the amazonian warrior, bouncing off chest like pellets.

Again faster than the human eye, Wonder Woman was now in front of the crook. She pinned him against the wall, her cleavage pressing against his face. The man struggled for a bit, clearly lacking air between the two mountains on the woman’s chest. As his struggles began to wind down, Wonder Woman suddenly teleported backwards, letting his unconscious body slowly slide down the alleyway wall.

The super fan on the ground was nursing his hurt face, looking up in equal parts awe at seeing his idol in the flesh and equal part confusion as to her new wardrobe and fighting tactics. “W-Wonder Woman? Whats-”

But then in another flash, before he could even ask what the hell was going on, Wonder Woman was gone. Disappeared like smoke. The only thing left behind was a polaroid picture on his lap.

Looking at it closer, It was an overhead selfie showing Wonder Woman wearing nothing but her star spangled thong, her massive tits on full display. She was winking at the camera and blowing a kiss. The picture was titled “to my #2 biggest fan~” Flipping it over, he found some words written on the back too. “Let's keep this between us, okay sweetheart?”

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Okay, POV back to me now, Timer. That took a little longer than my save usually would. For me, I mean. For that guy, it probably felt like seconds. I hope he enjoyed that photo. It was a bitch posing it just right so that It looked like a selfie taken by Wondie herself. Now usually, I hate it when people take credit for my saves. But, since he shares my taste in favorite heroes, this one time, ONE TIME! I can let someone else have the appreciation. Besides, my trusty sidekick promised me a reward if I let her have this one. Isn’t that right Wonder Woman?

I reached over to squeeze her cheeks. “That’s right Timer! Thank you so much for being so gracious as to allow me to take credit for your work. You’re my hero!”

I chuckled a little. You know, working alongside Wonder Woman really brings me back to when I first met her after becoming a hero.

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It was a fair bit after the whole incident with mom. I had been running around saving people and doing good for a while. One day while watching TV, I caught a story on the news. A bank robbery had apparently gone wrong and turned into a hostage situation. There were also reports that Wonder Woman was on the scene, attempting to settle the conflict. My ears perked up a little at that last note. Even though the situation was already reportedly being handled, I decided to go lend a hand. After all, can’t have too many heroes right? And, stopping a bank robbery alongside Wonder Woman would be a great debut for me! She’d be so impressed, she would invite me to the justice league on the spot. And then she’d see how competent and heroic I am and fall head over heels.

Pushing the random litterer I had saved that morning off of my lap, I got up and headed straight for the scene, all the while day dreaming of my future. I wonder which one of us should take the other's last name? Wonder Poole or Malcolm Woman?

A few hours later (which thanks to time stop was only a few seconds of real time) I was at the bank. The scene was just as chaotic as it had appeared on the news. Hundreds of civilians pressed up against a police barrier, law enforcement attempting to keep law and order, family members of the hostages bawling their eyes out, begging to get an update on their loved ones. In any other scenario, getting past the police and into the action would normally be impossible, but for me it was a casual stroll. On the way in I saw some policewomen who caught my eye. Their uniforms were a size too small if you asked me. And they were being a little rough holding people back. That’s no good. A police officer is supposed to keep the peace and calm in situations like this. Perhaps just a few quick saves before heading in… No! No, focus Malclom. No time to help the community this time. Your hero debut and future wife were just inside that building.

As soon as I entered, I was expecting a tense stand off. Guns pointed to the hostages head, Wonder Woman outnumbered and in desperate need of help. At which point I would swoop in, save the day and sweep her off her feet, bridal carrying her out the front door to thunderous applause. But what I saw instead made my heart sink. Two of the three bank robbers were lying on the floor knocked out, the last one currently being apprehended by Wonder Woman as an untied hostage worked on freeing the others.

No, no, no! This was terrible! She had handled the situation all on her own. I couldn’t debut with this. As I panicked, a sudden thought hit me. Man, I love having time powers.

“Reverse.”

I sat back and watched the fight that had taken place moments prior to me entering in reverse. She put down the thug she was holding in the air, walking backwards slowly until she reached one of the ones on the floor. That one then got up as Wondie leapt backwards in air to the position of the first robber, who just like the one prior, got up off the floor. Wonder Woman ran in reverse, her melons bouncing up and down as she did, until she finally reached the entrance and,

“Stop!”

There. Now we’re back to the moment when she first entered the bank. Now all that’s left up to me is to step in and be the hero. Though, I don’t really see any moment where I could fit in. She seemed to have the entire thing under control and handled in mere seconds. Ah, this is so frustrating! Even if I unpause it now, there won’t be even a moment of breathing room for me to step in and introduce myself before saving the day. If only she was momentarily distracted. I walked up to the busty amazon, scanning her up and down as I suddenly got an idea.

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“And resume!”

After setting things up, I slipped myself into the group of hostages to have a front row seat to the action before I stepped in.

Wonder Woman strode up, looking as confident as ever. “Criminals! Surrender yourselves now. This entire building is surrounded. Do not attempt anything foolish.”

Two of the robbers began snickering while the one closest to the hostages who most resembled a leader of the group spoke up. “Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?”

Wonder Woman’s expression shifted from sternness to confusion. “I assure you none of my words are for comedic effect. I was sent inside in hopes of shaking some sense into you three and ending this entire situation peacefully.” She glanced over at the hostages, noticing some not so subtle staring. She rolled her eyes but tried to ignore it. Typical men.

“Okay, genuinely are you screwing with us or not?” the leader gestured to Wonder Woman’s entire body. “You’re not wearing anything! I mean, aren’t costumes a big thing with you super powered freaks?”

Her eyes immediately dashed downwards to confirm, yep. She was as naked as the day she was sculpted. “W-What?!” though she tried to keep it under wraps, you could see her cheeks turn a faint shade of red.

But it wasn’t for long as she quickly raised her head, attempting to keep her calm. “Y-Yes. It would appear that I am not clothed. This was… for your sakes. A token of peace to show that I did not bring any weapons on me for our negotiations. It’s an old Themysciran practice.”

The leader did not seem convinced. “Right… and the star pasties?”

“The star-?” she whipped her head down again to find that, yes, her nipples were now covered with tiny little star shaped pasties. Even though it was technically covering more, it felt exposing. That small shade of red had now exploded into a cherry color across Wonder Woman’s entire face. She could have sworn there weren't any pasties there just a second ago.

“What kind of dark magic is this?” she muttered to herself under her breath. “First my clothes disappear, now this? Have I been cursed somehow?”

She shook her head. Now was not the time to think about this. People’s lives were in danger. Whatever strange trickster was messing with her would have to wait and be dealt with later.

“Yes… the… pasties aswell.” she managed through gritted teeth. ”Now can we please just focus on the negotiations?”

Sitting amongst the hostages, it was difficult not to burst out laughing. To see Wonder Woman caught off guard like that was truly a rare experience. And yet despite that, she still stood tall and attempted to keep control of the situation. A true example of a hero. That’s the reason she was my idol.

After managing to get my laughing under control, I decided it was finally time for me to step in and charm WW off her feet and into my arm.

”As you can clearly see, I am completely unarmed and willing to negotiate with you. Just tell me your demands and I will do my best to-”

“Have no fear, Wonder Woman! There is no need to capitulate to these evil doers' threats anymore. I, the Timer, am here to deal with the situation!” A heroic, fearless, confident voice called out from behind the heroine. Just by listening to his voice, you could tell that he was incredibly handsome and charismatic.

Wonder Woman quickly turned around, finding me standing there, ready to step in and assist her. ”Huh? Another hostage? Where did you even… not important. Citizen please step back! This is incredibly serious and could result in you getting injured.”

I, handsome and fearless as ever, simply waved away her concerns, stepping past her. “It’s so cute you care about me, but have no fear sweetheart. I may look like just any other passerby, but I am a hero just like you! Observe.”

I turned towards the armed robbers. “Freeze.”

Everything came to a stop as one of them was raising their weapon, ready to shoot either me or Wonder Woman in the back while distracted. Despicable. Have they no shame? Clearly, they would need proper punishment for this.

After putting the finishing touches on the three crooks, I stepped back into my position next to Wonder Woman that I had before. Before returning motion to everything, I took one last look at my frozen future bride to be. She really was the picture of beauty and strength, standing there fully unclothed with her little star pasties. I just couldn’t resist. Before resuming, I decided to get a quick blowjob in. There’s just truly nothing in the world that beats the feeling of Wondie’s soft, full lips moving up and down on your rod. Besides, this is probably how she was going to reward me after I saved the day. I was just claiming my reward now rather than later. After reaching my peak and filling her mouth, I assumed my original position and got the show on the road.

“Resume.”

“I have no idea who-mfmf!” I watched as the surprise expression on her face grew as she accidentally swallowed my entire load. “W-What in the names of the gods… is this semen? But how? And why does it taste so familiar?”

“Don’t worry about the situation anymore, my sweet. It’s been handled.”

Raising her head, Wonder Woman looked over to the hostage scene and her eyes widened in shock and terror. The bank robbers, previously clothed and masked, where now entirely nude and performing sexual acts on the formally restrained hostages. One lady with short brown hair and freckles had her entire body wrapped around a man’s lower half as her head bobbed up and down. Another, a blue eyed blonde rode a man cowgirl style while the leader, a black woman with short dark hair, was on her knees double fisting two men. All three of the girls had these lifeless, still expressions. Almost like frozen in time. And their movements were erratic and strange, as if they had been put on loop while doing something else completely. And no noise was escaping their mouths. No sound of struggle or of pleasure. They were more dolls than people.

Wonder Woman’s eyes immediately turned towards me. “You… are you the cause of this?”

I couldn’t wipe off the giddy smile on my face. This was it. My big come out as a hero. I had popped a breath mint earlier while in time stop and was already prepped for my congratulations kiss. “Yes. Yes I am.” I responded proudly.

“Hera… you are…”

“Handsome? Charming? Incredibly Intelligent? Yes to all three.”

“A monster!”

…Huh? My hearing must have stopped working there for a moment. “I’m sorry?”

“Whatever spell you have placed these women under. To do this to regular people. How can you describe yourself as a hero?” she all of a sudden got an expression of realisation. Like a lightbulb had just been turned on. “My gods. My disappearing clothes, the pasties out of nowhere, this weird taste in my mouth… it was you, wasn’t it! You put me under the same spell as those three women!”

“Wait,wait,wait,wait,wait,wait,wait, you got it all wrong! I AM a hero! The things I did to you were only a diversion and a little early claim of my reward. As for those three? They robbed a bank! They were holding hostages! It’s only right they pay back the community.”

I was trying my best to calm her down. Obviously, she must have gotten confused in all the sudden changes and gotten the wrong idea.

“Silence!” her voice was loud and booming, echoing throughout the entire bank lobby. “I will hear no more from you and your lies! You call yourself a hero, but your actions prove different. No hero would abuse their powers in such a way to punish his opponent. Once they are defeated, that is enough. To put them through such humiliation is the sign of a truly corrupted heart.”

“That’s not true! I’ve got the purest heart around! Listen, Wonder Woman, you’re my biggest idol! You’re what made me want to become a hero after I got my powers. I’m just following your example.”

I watched her face twist into pure anger at my words. “You!” In a movement almost too quick for my eyes to perceive, she lunged forward towards me. Thankfully, I was able to get it done just before she got her hands on me.

I stumbled backwards, hitting the floor. As I looked above, I saw the face of my idol, looking almost savagely furious as she dove for me. I sat on the bank floor, hyperventilating. What was going on? This isn’t how it was supposed to go! Why is she reacting like this?! I saved the day! I took care of the bank robbers and saved the hostages! I’m a hero! Why is my idol treating me like I’m the worst villain around? As I wracked my brain trying to understand, one thought came to me. No, surely not. Wonder Woman’s a hero! She wouldn’t be! But as the evidence laid in front of me, it became undeniable. My idol… was a villain!

I stood up from the floor, hands shaking slightly. It was a difficult pill to swallow, but I did it nonetheless. I am a professional after all. If Wonder Woman is a villain, then it’s my job to set her straight! I’ll take her right back to the time Cave and start her rehabilitation efforts. But first. I need to check her to make sure she doesn’t have anything dangerous on or in her. I know it might not look like she has anything on her right now, but you never know with these villain types!

First, ass and pussy? Well, after a thorough investigation using my own dick, I can determine that they are clean. Well, not clean now, but you get what I mean. After a similar search of the oral cavity, I can confirm the same for her mouth. That leaves only one more place for her to be hiding contreband. The cleavage. I stuck my hand deep in, feeling around for anything until finally, I came across something small and metallic. Pulling it out, I was expecting a small tracker or maybe hidden weapon from Themyscira. But what it was instead was very different. In my hand was a wedding ring. Real expensive looking too with a huge rock on it.

Huh, so this entire time, Wonder Woman had been married. That makes sense, I suppose. A hot, forever young woman like her, obviously men would be falling over themselves proposing. While I will admit, it did break my heart a little knowing my true love would never love me back, I want to note that it had no effect on my judgement! The reason she was being taken into custody was because she was trying to aid in villainy, no other emotional reasons.

As I examined the ring, my mind began to wander. If she was capable of hiding a ring in there, what else was she keeping inside? This would require a face first look.

Burying my face in the glorious rack, I shook violently back and forth, sometimes taking my tongue out and getting a few licks of her sweet skin. After a few minutes of deep searching for any other contraband, I was satisfied. I pulled back, a little out of breath, and decided it was time to head out.

Let’s just do a quick rundown before heading off. Wonder Woman? Check. Super hero outfit? Check. Lasso of truth? Check. Wedding ring? Uhh….

I looked around, checking right below me and in my pockets, but nothing.

Crap. I lost it. Well, whatever. She shouldn’t even have such a thing in rehab anyway. And it can serve as a lesson to her what happens when you align yourself with evil. Your loved ones get hurt.

Throwing Wonder Woman over my shoulder and interlocking the arms of the three robbers before dragging them behind me, I exited the bank. Inside, there was great confusion among the hostages as they were suddenly untied and free with their captors and rescuer nowhere to be found. In the media, similar sentiment echoed as millions wondered where the heroine had disappeared off to.

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And that was the story of how a supposed “hero” like Wonder Woman came to be one of my saves.

As for the bank robbers, well, they still needed to be rehabilitated. So, I kept them frozen and put them amongst some sex dolls in a random sex shop. I was going to get them after a bit… but I forgot to keep track of the people who bought them. Eh, whatever. They’ll just have to stay in rehab indefinitely until I can bother traveling back and putting trackers on them.

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Back in the present and in the penthouse, while I was excited to get my reward for Wonder Woman, I still had to finish up my date with Becky. So arranging her spread leg on the couch for me later, I headed for the bedroom again.

As soon as I entered, I saw Becky, looking just as beautiful as before I left. Long wavy red hair, delicate hazel brown eyes, warm loving smile, sleeveless thigh-high slit dress pulled down at the front with her huge titties splattered in cum, and that beautiful smile of hers. Oh that brings me back…

Oh right! I was just about to get into the first time I saved Becky! My apologies. With having to assist my sidekick on her outing, it had completely slipped my mind. Damn, where was I? Oh yes! Day after fighting with mom, super depressed, out for a walk, yadda yadda yadda. So, I was walking along the streets, when I suddenly hear-

“BRRR! BRRR! BRRR!”

OH COME ON! SERIOUSLY?!

Sighing, I went looking for the source of the noise. Searching around the entire penthouse, I eventually found it amongst Catwoman’s belongings. A phone. Since the call hadn’t come through, there was a voice note left from a contact called “B.G” hmmm. Welp, this clearly required my attention, so guess I gotta push my Becky date and story back just a little bit more.

Since Catwoman was responsible for this interruption, I think it’s only fair that she repays me while I listen to whatever's on the voice note. Now, where did I leave her again? Oh yeah! Heading for the pool, I found the cat burglar floating calmly around face down, buns in the sun with a slight tan to her skin. Man, good thing air wasn’t a necessity for the state she was currently in. After confirming Wondie’s proportions were enough to keep her buoyant, I wanted to check if the same was true for Catsy. And it was! Her melons and bakery helped her stay afloat like a pool toy. I didn’t have anything more in mind for her at the moment, so I just left her floating there. But not without a little present first.

Since she clearly has a fascination with the bat, I thought I would be a pal and get her something that matched the underwear. So taking Veronica’s card, I headed out and bought her the tiniest batman themed micro bikini I could find. I also decided to visit a superhero sex store and pick up the “The dark vibes - guaranteed to put all those naughty girls in their place.” I bought two, one for each hole, dressed her in the bikini, put both of them in and let her float around. She’s probably been in there for a few days now. The vibrators are still going strong though. I’ll have to leave a positive review for that.

Fishing her out of the water, I brought her inside, sat her down in my lap and inserted myself as I hit play on the voice note.

“Hey Selina, Batgirl here. I would love it if you could call me back. It’s been a while and I know you’re probably on some beach somewhere enjoying your spoils, but we would really appreciate it if you could come home. Recently, there’s been an uptick of crimes committed by the league of assassins around Gotham. The whole city is in chaos. From the few we’ve been able to apprehend and interrogate, they seem to be looking for you specifically. Look, I know you act like you don’t care about anyone or anything, but I don’t even think you would allow this to happen to your home. Plus, I doubt Bruce would be super happy if he came home to his city in ruin over the actions of his girlfriend.”

Hmmm… the league of assassins. That sounded familiar. I think she was talking about something like that during the night I saved her.

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It was around midnight and I was doing my rounds making sure the streets were safe. I had finished up and was about to head home when suddenly, something caught my eye flying across the full moon. Rewinding it back, I saw that it wasn’t my eyes playing a trick on me. There was a human shape up on the roofs. Resuming time, I followed the shape as it made its way from rooftop to rooftop, ending at the Metropolis museum where it made its way inside through the roof. Now since I can just freeze time, I casually strolled in through the front door with no problem with the sensors. Hiding behind an exhibit, I unfroze time to get a good look at who this mysterious night time burglar could be. The sound of boots echoing across the floor increased in volume as I got a look at the tight spandex catsuit wearing crook. Catwoman! Honestly, I shouldn’t be that shocked considering what type of crime was being committed, but still. She was a Batman crook. What was she doing in the blue boy scout’s neck of the woods? *sigh* Classic Batman. This is what happens when you don’t properly deal with your rogue gallery. If he had employed a similar tactic to me, this wouldn’t be happening right now! Plus it would be so easy. I mean Catwoman, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Lady Shiva. Mmm! Can’t believe he’s just letting perfectly good rehabilitation like that off the hook with a slap on the wrist.

As I was drooling over Gotham’s most wanted, I suddenly heard a voice from Catwoman’s direction.

“Yes Talia, I’m in the museum right now. I’ve just knocked out the guards and I’m staring at the diamond as we speak. I told you, I’m a professional. You don’t need to babysit me through the process.”

Listening in closer, I could hear a second voice on the phone. “Hmph, the league of assassins don’t doubt your skills for a moment, Selina. But we also know that many of your employers have turned out empty handed with a fake duplicate once you have been paid. So do excuse me if I seem a bit overbearing.”

I watched as Catwoman rolled her eyes. “Come on Talia, I know I come across as a thrill seeker, but do I sound dumb enough to double cross the league of assassins? A girl isn’t trying to waste her nine lives being hunted by- hmgmn!”

“What? What is it? Were you spotted?” The woman on the other end’s voice was so loud it could be heard clearly now without needing to listen in closely.

“N-No. I just… I felt a weird sensation just now.”

“A weird sensation? Where?”

“In my…” Catwoman trailed off, looking down at her breasts. “N-Never mind. It’s not important. I’m sure it’s just jitters operating in another city. I’ll get you your diamond Talia. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. Stress isn’t good for the skin, you know.”

“Just make sure to hold up your end of the bargain, or you will see.” Were the last things I could pick up on before the call ended.

Again, Catwoman rolled her eyes as she turned the phone off as showed it in her cleavage (fairly popular spot to hide your belongings for both female heroes and baddies, huh?)

“Fucking bitch,” I heard her mutter under her breath. “She really needs someone to unlodge that stick shoved deep up her ass. Maybe I should give Brucie a pass just once to go over there and give her a good correction. Hehehe~”

With Cat-like precision, I watched her leap within a blink of a second over to a display case keeping a big, and expensive, looking diamond.

“Heya there precious. Why don’t you come to mama?”

Inserting her claws into the glass, she carefully and slowly drew a circle with her finger, pulling off the glass and giving her access to the diamond. She picked it up, examining it closely within her hands.

“Mmm, you’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you? I know I promised Talia I would hand you over, but I think I just got too attached seeing you in person.” she let out a little giggle as she stuffed the priceless stone in between her canyons. “Oh well, guess you’re coming with me. Should teach that skank for trusting a thief to be honest with her. She’s probably going to send waves of her goons after me, but they’ll have to catch me first~ Hehehe-hfmgh!”

Just as Catwoman let out another laugh, she found herself overcome with that same sensation from before.

“D-Damn it! There it is again!” She squeezed her all of a sudden sensitive breasts. “Something’s weird with this town. I better get going before-” her eyes suddenly blew wide open as she looked into the expanse of her giant milkbags, only to find no diamond. “The hell?!”

She quickly whipped around, drawing her claws as she frantically looked around. “Alright, I know someone’s out there! Show yourself now! Who is it? Is it you Flash? Covering for Supes while he’s not home? Cause if that’s the case, I’ll tell Bruce you were fiddling around in my cleavage when he gets back.”

“Freeze.”

Man, it never got old seeing them go from so confident of themselves to unmoving statues with just one simple word. Yeah, if you didn’t figure it out by now, I was the one playing with Catwoman’s mega hoonkers just a few moments before now. I mean can you blame me? She’s constantly swinging those things around, refusing to zip up her suit entirely and leaving them exposed. Besides, she chose to put the diamond there. It isn’t my fault my hands accidentally squeezed her a few times before getting it out.

Walking out from behind the pillar I was standing behind, I couldn’t help but smirk as I got closer. “Who is it, you ask? Well it’s The Timer of course! Metropolis’ number one hero! And I am here to make sure whatever evil scheme you have up your sleeve, Cat, won’t come to fruition!”

Grabbing a hold of the front zipper and slowly pulling it down, I was met with a very nice surprise. Batman underwear. Completely dark panties and bra littered with little yellow circles with the bat’s symbol in them. It was honestly adorable! I, like many others, always suspected Batman and Catwoman had a thing going on. From secret photos on rooftops where she would sensually run her hand across his chest, to how out of all the caped crusaders rogues, she always conveniently ended up in cuffs with minimal to no bruises. But even with all that, I couldn’t expect she would be walking around dressed in her hero boytoy’s merch! (I wonder if he had a matching pair with little cats on them?)

As cute as the sight was, they were in my way. Getting them off, I saw the true glory of a fully nude Catwoman. Looking at her tits, it was hard to guess who was bigger between her and Wonder Woman (I checked after. It was Wonder Woman. Though it was a close race). Checking out the backside, her ass was even more impressive. She had an entire bakery franchise back here. Damn you Bruce, you lucky bastard…

Welp, no time to dwell on that. I had a job to do. Pulling down my pants, I went about making sure neither her ass nor pussy had any illegal contraband she would be bringing with her into rehabilitation. After filling them to the brim, I could confirm that the areas in question were safe. I was about to check her mouth in the same procedure, when I got a better idea. Why not have some fun with it first? Stuffing her panties and bra in my back pocket, I sipped up her catsuit with her free breasts. The result was her hardened nipples poking out of the suit, which made for a great sight. Taping a note to the top of her goggles, I scampered off and restarted time.

“Resume.”

“Look, it’s just one diamond. The museum has so many, they’re probably not even going to notice one miss… h-huh… ughghhh!!” In the middle of speaking, I watched as Catwoman fell forward onto the ground, her massive breasts squishing against the floor as she writhed around. On all fours on the floor like this, she resembles an actual cat.

“W-What… the fuck?” She grunted as she reached down to feel her bottom half. “Is this cum? Did you fucking cum in me?!” she yelled out into the empty dark of the museum. “And what is this?” she continued as she removed the note on her goggles. “‘Cute underwear ;)’ Oh that is it!”

She got up in a huff, her face red with anger and shame. “Okay you coward, I don’t know who you are, but no one comes inside me, steals my underwear and gets away with it! When I find you, I’m going to claw your goddamn eyes out!”

But as soon as she got up off the floor, Catwoman was already down again. Looking at her feet, she realised someone had tied her whip around her ankles. “Just who the hell are you? Show yourself! Stop being a coward and-”

“Freeze.”

Jeez, so noisy. There’s no reason to yell, I’m right here! Plus, I already told you who I am. The Timer! Weren’t you paying any attention?

Grabbing the whip handle, I began pulling her body upwards. Thanks to my powers, I could freeze her in the air if I so wanted, leaving her floating. I got riiiiiiight about up to my bulge before deicing it was good enough. Pulling out my cock, I got to work inspecting her throat.

After really making sure her throat was contraband free and checking it twice just to be safe, I decided it was time to head back to the cave for tonight. Taking the diamond, I placed it back within its display case. But before heading back to the cave with my newest save, I figured just one last thing wouldn’t hurt. Grabbing that classic whip Catwoman’s always swinging around with, I wound it back before bringing it down across the delicate flesh of her derriere. The sound it made and the way her cheeks wobbled from the impact was glorious. I just couldn’t help myself. I wound back and hit it again. And again. And again. And aga-

Wait a minute.

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Something came to me as I came inside Catwoman. I was so busy remembering the beautiful sound of Catwoman’s ass cheeks clapping, I didn’t even really stop to think about it. But why did a villain like Catwoman have the number of Batgirl saved on her phone? And not only that, for them to seem close as well? I mean, I already knew she and Batman were close because of the underwear thing. In fact, If it weren’t for the fact that he was currently off-world, I would freeze that “hero” and throw him away in some deep, dark part of the cave. But Batgirl as well? She too did business with this cat burglar? How deep did the web go? Were other Gotham vigilantes also compromised? I just can’t allow this! An entire city “protected” by people working with the criminals they were supposed to stop. It was an outrage that needed to be corrected immediately! I’ll head over to Gotham to set this all straight. First, I should probably deal with this “league of assassins” thing since it seems to be the most pressing. From the sound of it, someone named Talia seems to be in charge of them and has them wrecking up the place trying to bait out the cat. I’ll deal with that first and then handle Batgirl. If she really is working closely with Catwoman, I’m afraid I will need to save her as well. Before she allows herself to become corrupt.

I was just about to head out the door when I noticed, wow, this place was kind of a pigsty. I mean, empty food containers, condoms and condom wrappers, cum all over the place. It was like my old room in here. This is no way for me to leave a place. I decided right before taking care of all the corruption within Gotham, I would first clean this place up.

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I walked into the bathroom which, yeah, yeah, like you probably guess was just as beautiful and expensive looking as the rest of the place. Beautiful marble floors, expensive porcelain, toilet paper made out of gold, yada, yada. You get the point by now. To find mom right where I had left her for the past few… again, days? Weeks? Whatever. She was fully nude, her legs together completely straight, her arms stretched out to either side as much as they could be, her entire body fully upside down with her head in the toilet.

“There’s my favorite vacuum!” I announced loudly as I casually picked her up by her legs. “Ready to get to work?”

My mother’s eyes were blown wide open, her mouth in a massive “O” shape. I had paused her just as she was taking a big breath in, to make cleaning much more efficient. Posed like this, she looked more like a blow-up doll than some respected scientist.

“That’s the spirit! Well then, unfreeze.” Mom was only free for maybe a few seconds, taking a big breath before I immediately moved onto the next step. “And loop action.” Now looping, mom continued to just continuously breathe in, her mouth now working as a vacuum cleaner and sucking up anything that came near it.

Armed with my favorite cleaning utensil, I set about making the place squeaky clean. I’m happy to report the “mom sucker-5000” worked even better than I had hoped. Dust, dirt, junk food laying about, cum off my saves (that hadn’t already dried) it sucked it all up with no issue! I even tried the pleasure mode and it certainly did not disappoint. Though, fair warning, she won’t stop even when you’re completely empty. If you’re not careful, she might up sucking it off entirely. Overall, an 8/10 product. Very satisfied!

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After cleaning the entire penthouse thoroughly (I’d say it looked even better now then when I arrived) I walked back into the bathroom and put mom back in her holder.

“Unfreeze head only.”

As soon as she snapped back to reality, I was able to hear a confused echo coming from the porcelain throne. “What the fuck?”

“Good morning mom.”

“M-Malcolm? Is that you? What the fuck have you done? Where am I? Let me go right noo-OOOOOOO!”

A quick little ten minute spanking session while time was stopped was a good way to quiet her down I had learned over time. “Listen mom, I just wanted to say that I’ll be leaving for a while to handle some hero business in another town.”

“L-Leaving where? H-How long? Where even are we right now?”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s not important.” I reassured as I delivered another slap to her behind. Not to shut her up or anything, just because it’s fun to do. It’s like a big round drum, it’s impossible not to wanna smack it. Plus, it always jiggles like a bowl of jelly and makes this loud slapping sound whenever her cheeks collide with each other. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP

“I just wanted you to know that since I won’t be back here for what might be a while, I won’t be able to help you with your rehabilitation. But don’t worry! I’ll still make sure you get the help you so desperately need, dear mother.”

“W-What does that mean Malcolm? Hmfh! Huyglguglgugjgugu!” Her questions were answered just seconds later as I hit flush on the toilet.

“Loop action.”

“Huyglguglgugjgugu! Huyglguglgugjgugu! Huyglguglgugjgugu!” I chuckled a little to myself as my mother continued to act like she was being flushed with water even long after the flushing had stopped. This looping until I get back should be enough.

With one final slap to my mom’s big beautiful rump, I headed for the door. “Well mom, I’ll be going now! Be back in… a few weeks possibly. Maybe even a handful of months. Is that okay with you?”

“Huyglguglgugjgugu!”

“Okay, love you too!”