Christmas Carol: Rocketgirl yet-to-cum: Rubber Boy

"No, Ms Kyoto. Enough is enough. Let me go. You've had your fun -- lots of it, apparently. I just want to go home."

"What, and leave me to entertain our guests myself?"

"Guests?" Rocketgirl asked. That can't be good.

A knock at the door. "Right on schedule," Ms Kyoto smiled. "Come in!" she called.

Rocketgirl could have died from shock. Into Ms Kyoto's office walked the first four villains she'd ever put away: Elastic Man, Rubber Boy, Evil Eve, and Serpentina. Rocketgirl had been the first person to successfully get these guys imprisoned. She'd been a high school senior at the time, and she'd thought their consecutive sentences meant they'd still be in prison for another twenty years. Yet here they were in the flesh, and they all turned to look at her with contempt and gleeful anticipation.

"Well well well," Evil Eve said.

"We meet again," Elastic Man added.

"Sup bitch," Rubber Boy nodded.

"That'ssss no way to sssspeak to a lady," Serpentina hissed.

Rocketgirl tugged at her bonds with renewed vigor, to no avail. Her struggles caused her body to splash around in the puddle of her pussy juices that had gathered on the chair, and the sloshing sounds drew the villains' attention.

"Looks like she really has grown up a lot," Evil Eve smirked.

"I've been conditioning her these last few weeks, but I assure you she is still a virgin," Ms Kyoto declared pridefully. "She's been celibate all these years because she's been afraid of hurting a sex partner with her powers. But she doesn't know," and here Ms Kyoto glanced over her shoulder at Rocketgirl with a sly smile, "that her fear is unfounded. According to all my testing, she's capable of having perfectly safe intercourse like an ordinary human. She's been saving herself all these years for nothing. I've been saving her for you, as we agreed."

"Can we get her outta those restraints?" Elastic Man asked. "I wanna feel her fight and know she can't do nothin'."

"I wouldn't risk it just yet," Ms Kyoto replied. "She's severely weakened but she still has her powers. If we release her, she could run away in the blink of an eye, or worse -- she could foil our plans. But I think one of you has a way of eliminating this problem?"

Everyone glanced at Rubber Boy.

"Yeah, I think I can help you out," he said with a satisfied grin on his face. "Unlike this bitch, I actually do hurt anyone I have sex with. But in this case, it would solve our problem. Permanently. Put her outta commission as a crimefighter for good, without causing any external damage."

Rocketgirl screamed defiance. "No! No! You bastards can't do this to me! You just got out of prison! Think about what you're doing!"

"Oh, sssssssweetheart," Serpentina hissed, coiling around Rocketgirl's ankles and tightening so the heroine couldn't move her legs. "It'sssss all I've thought about for yearssssss."

"Me too," said Elastic Man as he wrapped himself around her forehead, strapping it tightly to the back of the chair and holding her head rigidly straight.

"Say ahh," Evil Eve cooed as she wedged a candy-coated crabapple into Rocketgirl's gaping mouth. The sickly sweet fruit held Rocketgirl's mouth open. Her nostrils flared as she struggled to breathe. She unconsciously salivated around the crabapple, swallowing its toxins. She knew the villainess specialized in toxic apples but didn't yet know what this particular apple would do to her.

"Very smart feeding her an aphrodisiac," Ms Kyoto said to Evil Eve. "One of the things she's become over the last few weeks is a lesbian, so she probably wouldn't get much pleasure out of what Rubber Boy's about to do to her without that apple in her mouth."

"Too bad it's such a powerful aphrodisiac, then," Evil Eve laughed. "It'll probably leave her begging for more!"

"Not once she realizes what my semen's done to her," Rubber Boy said as he stripped and approached the panicking Rocketgirl.

A tear rolled down her cheek as he thrust inside her. This wasn't what she'd been saving herself for. This wasn't her prom date, or the men she'd dated. This wasn't the man she almost married. And now that she was a lesbian, this wasn't even a woman. Sadness and disappointment washed over her as Rubber Boy began rapidly bouncing -- an effect of his superpower.

The sensation of his hard, hot cock pounding rapidly in and out of her did fan the flames of her desire a bit. Then the aphrodisiac she'd sucked off the crabapple in her mouth finally caught hold. Suddenly she couldn't get enough of her vile ****. She watched him lustily as he bounced in her lap. She squirmed to add to the sensation, and she squeezed her vaginal muscles to stimulate him further in the hopes that would increase her own stimulation.

"Big mistake, Rocketidiot," he smiled. "Because now...I'm cumming!"

He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes tightly. He thrust forward and stopped bouncing. Inside, Rocketgirl could feel his cock pulsing as it shot a thick, heavy cream into her body. There was more than she expected. She felt it squirt deep into her uterus and settle in places she didn't know existed. And then it just...sat there. She could feel it...shifting and...hardening?

Rubber Boy smiled as he pulled out. Serpentina released Rocketgirl's legs and Elastic Man her arms. Evil Eve clamped Rocketgirl's mouth shut, forcing her to chomp down on the last remaining bit of crabapple. She held the heroine's nose and mouth closed until Rocketgirl had swallowed the whole apple.

The gang of villains stated at her expectantly. She glanced at each of them in turn, lust burning through her. But slowly the aphrodisiac wore off, and her attention was diverted by the heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach where she had last felt Rubber Boy's semen settling. Finally she looked up at the villains angrily.

"You horrible people!" she exclaimed. "You **** me! You knew I was a virgin and you violated me! That's even worse than what I imprisoned you for!"

"Oh, Rocketgirl, if you think that's bad, just wait until we really get going," Evil Eve said smugly.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Rocketgirl spat.

"Only that there's plenty more where that came from, and we've got all the time in the world. Now that we've got you, we ain't ever gonna let you go," Elastic Man said.

"I thought you said you wanted to take me without all these restraints," Rocketgirl said. "Not very sportsmanlike to just keep **** me while I'm strapped down like this."

"Let'ssssss cut thissss ssssssharade," Serpentina said. "The sssssooner she undersssstandssss, the sssssooner we can have our fun."

"I agree," Ms Kyoto said. She knelt before Rocketgirl again and unstrapped the heroine's arm. Rocketgirl slapped her hard and began working on one of her leg restraints. But Elastic Man wound around her freed arm and held it aloft.

"Thank you, darling," Ms Kyoto said to him. She proceeded to undo Rocketgirl's other restraints. Then all the villains stepped back and again looked at Rocketgirl expectantly.

"Go on then," Ms Kyoto said. "You wanted out? You're free to go."

"About time," Rocketgirl said, pushing herself to a standing position. She wobbled on her feet unsteadily. Her face registered surprise. She'd been immobile in this chair for a couple of weeks, but it was harder than she expected to regain her stature.

But no, it was worse than that. Something was wrong. She put her left foot out, then watched helplessly as her belly lurched to follow it. Her midsection threw her off balance, the weight from whatever Rubber Boy had injected her with causing her to lose control. She stumbled after her stomach but ended up falling to the ground, stomach first then everything else.

"Aaaa!" she groaned in pain from the impact. She swiveled around and tried to get up. Her arms and legs wobbled under the weight of whatever was inside her now. So she slid over to Ms Kyoto's desk and tried to pull herself up instead. That proved more effective, but she couldn't keep her footing and so sat heavily on the edge of the desk instead. The desk splintered and dented beneath her weight.

"What's wrong with me?" she wailed. "What have you bastards done to me?" Her eyes darted between the grinning villains, finally settling on the laughing Rubber Boy. "You..." she began. "It's your semen, isn't it?" Her hand went to her belly, where she still felt a heaviness and mild discomfort. "What's in it? What's it doing to me?"

"Maybe you'd like a visual demonstration?" Ms Kyoto said.

"Yesssss, ssssshow her!" Serpentina added.

Rubber Boy was only too happy to comply. As Evil Eve placed one of her apples on the chair where Rocketgirl had once sat, Rubber Boy pumped his cock, slowly at first, then vigorously as it grew. Finally he stood over the chair and Rocketgirl watched in disbelief as long, thick, heavy bands of viscous grey shot from his cock and coated the apple and where it touched the chair.

When he was finished with this demonstration, Evil Eve smiled and reached for the apple. She picked it up -- and the whole chair came with it. Rocketgirl gasped in horror.

"Rubber cement," Rubber Boy declared. "Heavy and strong. Now it's thrown off your center of balance, it oughtta keep you off your feet. If you ever do regain your balance, it'll probably slow you down, too. Especially if I get to put more in ya! How do you like your superpowers now?"

This was no good. Rocketgirl had to make a run for it or she was doomed. Anticipating the effects of the rubber cement, she began churning her legs before she got off the desk. Her legs were a blur by the time she shoved off -- but the rubber cement in her womb was still too much for her, and she flailed her arms as she once again faceplanted. "No, no, no!" she screamed.

Ms Kyoto applauded slowly. "Congratulations, Rubber Boy, on deflowering and depowering the once great Rocketgirl. Looks like it's time the rest of you got a turn."