For a while, all she can do is cum

Melissa awoke feeling refreshed. She stretched, luxuriating in the feel of her muscular, silver-clad arms and legs as her body slid on the smooth sheets. I feel wonderful, she thought, then squinted as she held her arms out before her. It's unlike me to fall asleep in my superheroine uniform.

"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned as her pussy started churning. She looked down to see the blinding, silvery blur as she felt herself moistening. Her nipples hardened on either side of her uniform's patented "V", and another orgasm erupted as she recalled her Vibrapussy name.

Her head twisted to one side and with her cheek pressed to the bed, she noticed the sheets were her own licensed Vibrapussy cotton set. Seeing that kicked off a third orgasm. "Unnh -- unnh!"

Now she began to remember being infected with a virus by her nemesis, Ms Kyoto. Having a nemesis was the sort of thing a superheroine did, and as she had these thoughts, she triggered more orgasms. Sweat began pouring from her skin and she gasped for breath between the orgasms that started to pile on top of one another.

Melissa's widening eyes darted around the room, searching for something, anything not superheroine-related. Anything to avoid thoughts that would make her orgasm.

Unfortunately, this particular boudoir was a fully decked-out Rocketgirl shrine. Or, as it appeared to Melissa's infected and Sifted mind, a shrine to Vibrapussy.

There were autographed posters of Vibrapussy. Photographs of Vibrapussy shaking hands with the mayor, opening schools and community centers, and fighting criminals. Newspaper clippings of her achievements. Books and comic books about her exploits. Action figures. And a TV playing news clips all about her.

By now she'd had at least a dozen orgasms and they just kept coming. Her brain ached and buzzed from the buildup of hormones and chemicals released with every climax. She couldn't focus enough, couldn't control her body enough to try getting off the bed and escaping her torment.

Through the spots clouding her vision, Melissa saw Ms Kyoto wearing Rocketgirl pajamas (which appeared to her as Vibrapussy pajamas). "There's no escape for you, Vibrapussy," Ms Kyoto said as she climbed on top of her.

"Unnnhh, unnnnh, unnnh," Melissa moaned as she watched Ms Kyoto slowly cup her shaking face, first one cheek, then the other. The villainess's gentle grip steadied the heroine's face as she brought her lips forward for a prolonged kiss that only added to Melissa's stream of orgasms.