Interlewd #2 Muscle Woman has some issues with her job description

*Two months ago*

"Stud has an eye for these things. All that mass while staying bouncy, that muscled body that promises a tight squeeze, that stick-up-your-ass attitude screaming of pent-up frustration. It's decided. Welcome to the Super Stud team, asshole!" Stud said merrily. Muscle Woman had nearly just killed him for what he did to her sidekick. She had stopped herself and was about to storm out of his shitty apartment when he dropped his ridiculous comment.

Muscle Woman crushed the door handle she was holding between her fingers. He is so dead.

"So you like my ass do you?" Muscle Woman said sweetly as she turned away from the exit and moved menacingly towards Stud. "A lot of pathetic creeps do, actually. Well, I'm sure you'll have an even better view once I run you through the floor of this building!"

Stud didn't back off, even as Muscle Woman went into grappling range of him. "No worries, baby. Stud is doing more than just watching. He's going to fuck the bitch out of your asshole. He knows you love it. No need to thank him. Do that after he's cum up your ass."

Muscle Woman had intended to calmly and silently walk up to Stud, throw him through a chair or something to prove a point, then leave before things got out of hand. That wasn't happening. "Excuse me?! You can NOT talk to me that way, asshole! For your information, I'm not the degenerate type of person who wants anything to do with that sick anal stuff, and I would rather kill myself than do that stuff with a pathetic misogynistic asshole like you! It's never happening. Do you know how hard it is to go everyday with creeps like–"

*SMACK*

Muscle Woman had grabbed Stud by the collar and lifted him off the ground during her tirade. Stud had taken the opportunity to shut her up by grabbing her round ass with a smack. Muscle Woman's response was to gape in shock, before she swiftly winded her arm back in a fist, about to land a decapitating punch into Stud's fearless face. Then his chain started glowing.

*More than a month ago*

"Ouch! Ngh!"

Muscle Woman was bent over the back of the couch in the dressing room. The bottom of her leotard suit was pulled to the side. She was minutes away from going on the set of the Jim Show: a popular late-night TV-show. She was also minutes away from cumming from having her ass fucked by Stud.

"Grrh! Fuck! Mhmph!" Muscle Woman groaned and moaned as she was roughly plowed from behind. She was still painfully tight back there. Until recently she had never had anything up her backdoor entrance, believing anal to be both degrading and degenerate. That was before she realised she was a huge anal addict. When Stud offered her a position in Super Stud as his personal asshole, she had to say yes. Nowadays, she couldn't go ten minutes before the need to stretch her ass hit her. Luckily, Stud was there to provide with his massive slong.

"Here you go, asshole. Take it all."Stud said as he unleashed his baby batter up Muscle Woman's hungry ass.

"Ngh. Oh! Aaaaaa! Thank youuuuu!" The second Muscle Woman felt his cum filling her insides, she came like a switch had been turned. If another woman had told her two weeks ago that she could cum automatically from a man's semen in her ass, she would have called her a liar and a disgusting pervert. Now she couldn't get enough of the sensation. The same with Stud's little nickname for her. Somehow, being called asshole by Stud was not only a charming little quirk, but also an instant turn-on.

Stud backed away from the two giant pillows that was Muscle Woman's ass and pulled up his pants. "No need to thank Stud, baby. Just make sure you learn the script he made for your interview with Jim."

Muscle Woman was still panting, bent over the couch. She pulled her Leotard back in place between her jiggling butt cheeks. Luckily, the fabrick was thick and waterproof, otherwise the cum leaking out her ass would have left a wet spot. She took a moment to recover, before answering, "I did read the script you sent me, but you do realise I can't go out there and say all that stuff right?"

"Why not, baby? Stud took the time to write it himself and everything."

"I could tell." Muscle Woman got up off the couch and fetched the script from her vanity table. "I am the only super heroine serving ass, sorry, I meant serving as Stud's asshole." Muscle Woman read the line out loud in a deadpan tone of voice.

"Ha! classic!" Stud laughed at his own joke.

Muscle Woman didn't share the enthusiasm. She read out another line. "I am Stud's personal asshole, but I'm working to also become his butt slut, his ass crack cum dumpster and possibly his anal addict." She looked slightly annoyed at Stud. "Millions of people watch this show; they're not going to let me say this stuff on cable TV.

"They can probably cut it out or something afterwards. Don't worry, asshole" Stud shrugged off the complaint.

Muscle Woman rubbed her legs together as the mention of her hot nickname caused her libido to shoot back up. She stil managed to pout. "Babe, if they're cutting it anyway, why do I have to say it. And this part." She put her finger to a section of the script and read. "Tell Jim you first met me in my mega mansion and you let me fuck you in the butt immediately. Be sure to use the words 'I went into full bitch-mode."

"What? That's basically how Stud remembers it happened." Stud said.

"No, it was... I actually don't completely remember how it happened, but I'm pretty sure you left out some important details." Muscle Woman crossed her arms defiantly. "Stud, you know I really love the way you fuck my ass, but that dosen't make me your bitch. I get why you might think this is funny, but I'm not humiliating myself by reading your script."

Stud contemplated for exactly zero seconds before answering. "Muscles, baby, you've got to stop thinking of this script as what Stud wants you to say. It's more like Stud wrote down what you want to say, and then helped remind you through the script. Here. Stud thinks you'll get it after looking at this.

"Stud, I love your dick, but sometimes you can be a real asshole. For the last time, there is zero fucking way I'm going out there saying the stuff in that script–"

Stud's chain started to glow.

*Twenty one days ago*

"You want me to do what, exactly?" Muscle Woman asked. She stood in full costume in front of the shopping centre parking lot.

"Tons of stuff. Firstly, go into that Walmart and find a tub of ice cream. Open it, lick just the top, and then put it back in the freezer." Stud said.

"Eeew! That's so gross. Why would anyone ever do that?" asked Muscle Woman.

"Yeah, it's so bad. People are going to flip when they see the video of you doing it" Stud said.

"We're filming it? Why?" Muscle Woman asked.

"Muscles, baby, bend over and give yourself a wedgie." Stud said as if that was an answer to the question.

"Here? Someone might see... ok." Muscle Woman was hesitant, but complied. She had learned that doing as Stud said often led to him giving her the anal she craved, and so she recently found herself agreeing to his antics. She bent over, presenting her ass to Stud as she used her super powered arms to give herself a super wedgie.

Stud gave her butt a smack as he said, "Stud needs the video as part of the new marketing campaign for Super Stud. You see, Stud was fucking your sidekick while that rich hag back in Green Tech watched. She said she'd buy up every add-slot for the next three weeks if Stud let her touch herself to watching Stud fuck some young meat. While she jilled herself to the show, she asked Stud about what the focus of the campaign should be. Stud came up with a lot of good ideas. For example, he mentioned how wet you get when he calls you asshole." Muscle Woman shuddered from her bent over position and involuntary let a small moan escape her lips. "Then Stud mentioned how funny it would be if everyone else also started to call you that from now on. Granny promised she'd make it happen if Stud agreed to fuck some other women in her office sometimes. Her and her analyst guys brainstormed some ideas for publicity stunts. They're really funny." Stud said, holding up the paper with promts in his hand.

"There are more than the ice cream one?" Muscle Woman asked worried.

"Sure. You cutting in line, you shop lifting, bitching at the register–"

Muscle Woman cut in before Stud could list everything. "Stud, baby, you know I'm super happy I get to be your butt slut cum dumpster, and I know I sometimes go into full bitch-mode when I don't get enough dick. But I'm not some stuck-up, petty Karen. And I'm not pretending to be some huge–"

"Asshole?" Stud finished the sentence and smacked her bent over ass, causing Muscle Woman to gasp as her nethers tingled with pleasure.

"Yes! I'm not doing that just because, what? You want people to start calling me–"

"Asshole?" Stud finished the sentence again and Muscle Woman felt liquid tricle down her thighs as she grew dangerously aroused.

"Yes! Mmm, baby, can't we just drop this and go back to your car? You haven't fucked my ass in three days. I really want to serve ass, oops, I mean serve as your asshole for today." She laughed at her own joke as she got up and pressed her chest to his, leading his hand to her ass.

Stud slipped a finger into Muscle Woman's rose bud. It wasn't hard as she now regularly lubed it in preparation for sex with him. "Look, don't overthink this. It's all part of your new image. You're like the heel of Super Stud. Just go in there and act like you usually would and make sure someone records you. Let that inner Karen of yours show."

Muscle Woman's knees nearly gave out under the pleasure that rushed into her, but managed to say, "Mhooho! God! Stud, for the last time. Mmm. I'd never ever do mmm something that rude."

Then Stud's chain started to glow.

*Today*

***

We see the inside of a Walmart. The camera filming looks to be a normal phone held vertically. The video is slightly shaky and grainy.

Near the entrance we see Muscle Woman in full costume, pushing a cart. Whispers of 'omg is that–' 'it's Muscle Woman.' 'what is she doing here' and more can be heard.

There is a cut, and we now see Muscle Woman much closer. The camera is at an odd angle, as if the person filming is trying to hold their phone casually and not give away the fact that they're filming. Muscle Woman is standing above the ice cream section and looks to be contemplating her options. She picks up a tub of rum raisin flavoured ice cream and looks at it with interest. She then turns her head to scan her surroundings as if checking if someone is watching her. Seemingly in the clear, the heroine opens the lid and quickly runs her tounge across the surface of the dessert. Her face scrunches up in a grimace and she quickly re-fasten the lid. She looks at the tub with clear disgust before tossing it back into the freezer. She then cobtinues pushing her cart forward and past the camera. Although we can't see her face, we hear Muscle Woman say, "What are you looking at, creep," as she passes.

There is another cut, and we see Muscle Woman walk down an aisle. The video is filmed from behind, and although the camera isn't explicitly focused on it, Muscle Woman's huge butt takes up a lot of attention as she walks in a exaggerated strut. She puts various items in her cart. We see her stop to scratch her ass, before continuing to pick out items. Sometimes she picks up small snacks and instead of putting them in the cart, she eats them or hides them in her costume.

Another cut and we see Muscle Woman holding and comparing several cucumbers. She picks out one and gives it a mischievous and sultry look. She looks to the person filming as if noticing him staring and says, "What? Never seen a woman shopping before, asshole? How about you mind your own business instead of snooping around mine." She walks behind a corner, bringing the cucumber with her. When she returns a second later, the cucumber is missing. Her walk seems stiff. "You're still here? Get out, or I'm reporting your ass. Hmph." She looks down her nose at him and pushes her cart away with a huff. The cameraman zoomed in on her ass as she left. A dent could be seen in her leotard just between her butt cheeks.

Another video starts playing. This video has no cuts. The camera is filming from the table of a Starbucks. It points at the line going from the register. Muscle Woman sticks out from the rest of the people in line, her being in full costume. She is visibly annoyed with having to wait to place her order. Occasionally you hear Muscle Woman throw a jab at the young people manning the shop, telling them they are too slow and asking them to bring their manager.

At some point, she seems to be fed up, and cuts the line. Someone protests, but she claims to be on important hero business and that she dosen't have time to waste like everyone else there. When the cashier asked for her order she said, "I’d like a Venti, half-caf, soy milk, extra hot, caramel macchiato with 3 pumps of vanilla, 2 pumps of toffee nut syrup, a sprinkle of cinnamon on top, and a drizzle of caramel. Please add an extra shot of espresso, and make it upside down. Also, could you serve it in a reusable cup? Oh, and can I have a side of whipped cream in a separate cup? Make it snappy please." The cashier asks if Muscle Woman could repeat the order, but she scoffs, asking sarcastically if he could learn to do his job. She then sits down and waits at a table.

After a couple of minutes the barista walks over to Muscle Woman and hands her the coffee. Muscle Woman complains that it took too long before taking a big sip. She instantly spits the contents out, hitting the barista. The video ends as she screams, "This is not soy milk!"

***

"Ngh! Can you believe how rude some people are? I never consented to being filmed there." Muscle Woman complained angrily as she exited out of the app. Videoes of her appearing like a huge bitch had been popping up lately. And they spread like wildfire, almost as if someone was trying to ruin her reputation.

"Do a little spin, baby." Stud said, ignoring Muscle Woman's woes.

Muscle Woman complied turning around in the new costume Stud was making her wear. The new costumes were made by Mallery, who now went by Green Granny. Apparently the guidelines Stud had given in the making of her costumes were: make it show as much ass as legally possible. The current outfit was very similar to her old outfit except the back was replaced with a thin strip that easily dissappeared between her ass-cheeks. "You get that I'm not the asshole in those videos right? I bust my ass every day saving people. The least they could do is let me go in front of them in line. They're the problem here." said Muscle Woman.

Stud stroked his chin in contemplation. "Hmm, act like you just caught a big villain and a journalist is interviewing you about it," said Stud

Muscle Woman put her hands at her hips and smiled. She said, "All in a days work. That villain really wasn't a problem and I'm just happy I can–"

"Now act like you dropped something and bend over with your ass to the camera." said Stud

"Oops, let me get that." Muscle Woman bent over. In the new costume, she was essentially mooning the imaginary camera crew, her cheecks completely bared. Her ass crack was peeking out the sides of the poor underrepresented string.

"Nah, Stud has to pass. It's too boring. Try this one on." Stud handed Muscle Woman the next costume.

Muscle Woman accepted the costume. This new one had a target theme. The top was two simple pieces of fabric that stuck to her boobs through some adhesive. Keeping with the target theme, there were different coloured circles enveloping each other over the fabrick. The bottom was a pair of shorts with a similar theme. The innermost circle where the bullseye should be was located over her asshole. It had been cut out so that she was completely exposed down there.

"Hold up. Green Granny gave Stud something for that costume. Stand still." Stud walked up behind Muscle Woman. She wasn't quite sure what to expect, when suddenly the sensation of something thin, wet and prickly hit her backdoor.

"Eeep!"

Stud backed off. He held a paint brush covered in red paint. Muscle Woman's exposed asshole had now been covered in red body paint. This completed the target look, and served as a perfect bullseye.

"I'm getting arrested if I walk around like this in public." Muscle Woman complained.

"It's hard to tell you're not wearing anything because of the body paint. Try doing a hero pose." said Stud.

Muscle Woman pointed a finger forward and put one on her hip. She wore a big smile in her best hero pose. Stud moved around her, inspecting. Muscle Woman gasped when she felt Stud's dick enter her from behind. The feeling was so intense and unexpected that she instantly came. "Aaaa!" This already dirtied the brand new costume.

Stud pulled out as quickly as he pulled in. "Stud likes the easy access, but the costume dosen't scream asshole. Try this last one." He handed over yet another costume.

Muscle Woman began putting it on, but stopped. "Stud, there is no way I can wear this." The costume had a similar colour scheme as her original, green and yellow. The fabric was tighter and more transparent, highlighting her curves. A tiny cape had also been installed that barely went past her shoulder blades. Most jarring of all was the tail that stuck out from the bottom of the leotard. Tail was a generous word, as anyway you looked at it, you couldn't mistake the chain of yellow balls for anything other than anal beads. And they didn't stop on the outside, but continued past the inside of the costume, making it clear that they were meant to be inserted.

"Why not? You love anal, don't you?" said Stud.

"Well, yes, but I can't fight crime with a sex toy up my ass. Plus this tiny cape and the cheap see-through material... it's like the designers were specifically trying to make me look like an idiot. Isn't there anything else I can wear instead?" asked Muscle Woman.

"Don't write it off too soon. Try putting it on first. Here I'll help." Stud said. He pulled up the costume, yanking the beads all the way up her ass.

"Eeep! Ngh, so big." Muscle Woman groaned. "My ass... I can't possibly -"

"Now act like you're about to fight a criminal."

Muscle woman entered a fighting stance, though she was visibly bothered by the anal intrusion. "Stop, criminal! I hope you like prison food, cause that's all you're– aaa! Muscle Woman was interrupted by Stud as he yanked at the toy protruding out her ass as well as the tiny cape over her shoulders. Despite herself, Muscle Woman felt herself having a mini orgasm.

"Perfect. This one makes you look really stupid but really arrogant at the same time. Use that, and also change your hero name to something more asshole related, and you're good."

Muscle Woman struggled with how to respond. On one side she knew she shouldn't agree to such ridiculous demands, but at the same time she really just wanted for Stud to fuck her ass again. If she disobeyed she might not get his dick. Steeling her resolve, she decided. "No. Sorry Stud, but there is absolutely no way I'm–"

Studs chain glowed once more.