Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 39 by Spars2023 Spars2023

Did something else catch his eye, or was he just thinking?

Just thinking about all those things that might happen to Ultramom while inside and the villains who might…disappear like the Ultimaslaves.

Bryce smiled as he glanced over the trophies, all those perverts in the cells with Ultramom, thinking she was Ultimamom, many of them hated both busty blondes, many feared them both, Ultimamom was the type to take advantage of that…

What would they expect of her, or do to her that had her so excited? Ultramom was no naïve waif, what was she expecting that had her so eager and how much fun would it be to watch?

Then there was the other question, what about the other villains loose in the city? His Ultimasluts would know things about them and could be used, if he chose to, as muscle to help capture them and he had more neg collars, as well as all the other toys in the trophy room. The mind control devices, ray, chair, implant and collar; the arousal ray; submission gas; the tentacle bondage grenades; the tentacle **** grenades; the spear of Aphrodite; the Green-Piece and all the other weapons deemed too dangerous, or perverse to turn over to the police, or private researchers.

And there were other supervillains who had a tendency to escape…

Lady Skye, the woman with Poison Ivy’s politics, Betty Page’s bodies and a hentai artist’s perverse imagination for the use of those powers and the advancement of those politics.

Ms. Decadence, the beautiful early twenties con artist with the ability to shift her body into smoke, use her smoke, from cigarettes or herself, to **** people, and even create clones of herself from the smoke, a beautiful busty Ukranian woman who’d escaped from prisons all over Europe, never getting her opera gloves or gown mussed, or dropping her antique cigarette holder. Now she’d moved into the weapons smuggling business and needed taking out. One way or another.

Then there was Madame Veil, a psychic with a magical jewel which enhanced her power. She’d never been captured, in a criminal career of almost forty years, she was now getting up there, but had maintained her beauty, supposedly with some help from her abilities…

One of them? Or the jail? Or someone else? There are all sorts of options, after all…

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)