Tornado

"You're late, miss Tornado." the retired hero known as Green Metal, or now just Mallery, said simply.

"Sorry, I had to stop a mugging on my way here." That was a lie. The real reason the 26-year-old hero had been late was because she smoked weed with some friends and lost track of time. She wasn't about to tell that to the CEO of Green Tech, though. Especially not on the day of her big job interview.

The older woman didn't seem convinced. _Typical rich. Thinks their time is more valuable than ours. _That thought didn't leave Tornado's mouth. Instead, she said, "Thanks a lot for this opportunity, Green Metal Ms. It's always been my dream to work at Green Tech."

Laugh. "How admirable. Although, your position wouldn't be in Green Tech. If this interview goes well, you'll receive the honour of a spot in Super Stud. Green Tech would only be there as a supporting structure to that."

"Of course. It's an honour to work with a fantastic group like Super Stud. " As if. Everyone knew the only reason Super Stud was growing into a huge phenomenon was because of Green Tech pivoting all resources towards lifting up the brand. By itself, Super Stud was just a sex club. A cash printing sex club.

Most prissy heroines were angry or dismissive of the concept, but Tornado wasn't like them. She saw an opportunity. She was a small, local hero; had been for years. She wasn't above slutting it up if that meant a ticket to the big leagues. That's why she took the initiative and applied to join Super Stud. Those stuck-up heroines could keep talking their talk while she grew filthy rich.

A buzz escaped Mallery's desk. The building was so high tech that it didn't even surprise Tornado when the holographic image of a secretary informed that a Mr. Stud had arrived and was on his way to meet them.

Mallery suddenly lost her calm demeanor and sat up in her chair. "He's here! Drats, I'm not ready. Here, hold this!" Before Tornado could respond, Mallery had already pulled off her blazer and thrown it onto her face.

"Hey, The fuck is your problem, bit–erm lady." Tornado caught herself before she cussed out her interviewer.

Mallery gave no response as she was busy shimmying out of her skirt. "Ho, ho, just you wait, Studsy. Granny has some sugar for you today," she cooed.

Tornado had just removed the blazer blocking her field of vision, when a discarded skirt took its place. Pulling that off too, Tornado assumed that would be the last of it, but was suprised when a set of large underwear was chucked around her head.

"Just fold those away somewhere. "Mallery said dismissively while she skipped up to her desk.

Tornado was about to complain, but instead instinctively wolf-whistled when she saw the woman in front of her. The president of Green Tech was completely naked. Tornado noted her huge tits and great ass. Most impressive was the older woman's smooth and lustrous skin. It looked completely natural, but Tornado was sure you had to be a billionaire to get a body that nice at her age. She scornfully wondered if Green Metal had used more money on her super suit or her cosmetic surgery throughout the years.

Realising that staring might be rude, but unsure of what was happening, Tornado turned away from the naked lady. Not that she didn't still look over her shoulder, but at least now she could keep up appearances. Wanting to get rid of all the prissy clothing she now held, she opened a door under Mallery's desk that turned out to be a mini fridge. Not being one to fold things neatly, she chucked the whole bundle into the compartment and shut the door.

Mallery did not seem to notice or mind. She had pressed a button on her desk which caused several robotic parts to fly out from the roof. She stood still as her Green Metal super suit enveloped her body. Or at least small parts of her body.

There had been some radical changes to the heroine's iconic suit. Green metal plates covered her feet up to above her knees, ending like a pair of thigh-high boots. From there, complete armor plates only appeared up her sides. There were thin plates stemming from her hips that joined at her bellybutton before rising up as a line between her big melons up to the metal collar around her neck. But they did nothing to cover her butt, chest or privates. A metal mask flew in to cover her face, except, the iconic metal face of her suit had been removed, making it more of a headpiece rather than a mask. Coming in late was two parts carved into big Gs that had to stabilise in the air slightly before propelling themselves directly onto the woman's nipples. The last part to attach was a thin green strip that landed on the floor beneath Mallery's legs before rocketing up to lock right onto her privates. Mallery gave a small grunt as the impact had been stronger than expected. The green robot part fit like a c-string, covering her pussy and continuing up between her ass while covering less than a regular thong.

"Open log. Note that Studsypie's mark 12 part 6 needs adjusted engine power output to avoid damaging the goods in initial rigging phase. Close log." Mallery spoke out loud to no one in particular.

Tornado tried to put on her fakest smile. "Sooo... nice suit you got there." This bitch is out here making million dollar robot lingerie and I have to leech off my ex's fucking Netflix account? Fuck her. "Are you going to put on the rest of the suit or is this like your casual Friday outfit? Either way, you look seriously killer."

Mallery only gave a courteous smile in response before impatiently saying "Yes, now give me that purse over there."

Tornado turned away so that the other woman wouldn't see her over-the-top eye roll. Then she grabbed a designer purse off the desk and handed it over. "Of course. Here you go."

Mallery grabbed the purse and began rummaging through it like a looting gremlin. She hurriedly pulled out large handfuls of bills. Tornado's mouth dropped as more Benjamins than she'd ever seen was being pushed between the titties of the rich bitch in front of her. Green Metal's knockers were seriously large and firm. This, aided by the way the miniscule robot parts covering her sides did push her tits slightly together, made her tits function as an effective pocket. A pocket that was promptly shoved full of cash equalling a small fortune to the point of overflowing. When Mallery's boobs couldn't possibly fit any more value between themselves, she moved on to eagerly **** bills into the crevice between her robotic panties and clean-shaven pussy.

Tornado was trying to subtly pick up one of the bills that had fallen to the floor, when the office doors opened and a man entered. "Stud is in the house, baby!"

"Studsy boy!" Mallery immediately stopped what she'd been doing to run over to greet the younger man. Money spilled everywhere as her boobies bounced around. It looked like she wanted to jump Stud's bones, but she limited herself to stopping right in front of him, immediately striking a suggestive pose where she hefted her tits at him. "These big puppies have been missing you so, so much."

Tornado had known from the ads on TV and from numerous clips on the internet that the women in Super Stud were crazy obsessed with Stud, but seeing it in person was something different. The CEO of Green Tech really had fallen for a barely twenty something playboy like all the ads suggested. Tornado took great satisfaction in seeing the big shot rich bitch fawning like a dog over some guy.

Stud handled the attention with as little humility as was possible. "Sorry, baby. You know Stud is a busy man with plenty of women to do. Can't be spending his time on expired goods, hahaha." His laugh was really loud and douchy, but Tornado found herself joining in. Both because she liked laughing at billionaires, but also because she realised that this guy is the guy she'd have to suck up to if she wanted a spot in Super Stud.

Tornado half expected a timeout on whatever dirty talk they had going on after that comment, but Mallery ate it up. She only seemed more exited as she answered. "Oh, come on, Stud. You know this old hag is good for it. I'll make it worth your time." To emphasise her point, the woman picked a bill out of her cleavage and **** it into Stud's hand while she gave him intense fuck-me eyes.

Stud sighed loudly, although he couldn't hide the smugness from his face. "There's no stopping you, is there, granny? Well, since you dressed up so nicely, who is Stud to get in your way."

Mallery released a deep, sensual, "Oh, yes." Before leading the man to the big chair by her desk. She poured a glass of something expensive looking and put the glass in his hand. She then promptly bent over and began shaking her ass in his face. The sound of fluttering bills filled the air as a large amount of them had been **** into the back of the woman's robot panties.

"Come on, Studsy! Granny has some sugar for you!" Mallery said looking back over her shoulder.

Stud grabbed a big handful of the woman's perfect ass, grabbing plenty of money in the process. "Oh fuck yes! Give it to granny!" the CEO said hungrily. Stud then pulled the money out of the woman's panties and into his pockets. It reminded Tornado of tipping a stripper, but, like, the reverse of tipping a stripper.

Mallery quickly turned around and shoved her tits similarly into Stud's face. He chuckled when he noticed the green metal G's barely covering the woman's nipples, actually exposing areola in several places given the letter's not completely round shape.

"Stud likes the new costume, baby. The double Gs; They stand for–"

"Green Granny." Mallery jumped in. "You said you'd like me to update my hero name to fit my new position as your sugar granny in Super Stud. What sugar granny would I be if I didn't give my little studsy man everything he wanted. Marketing is already working on rolling it out to the general public. Given the occasion, I figured I'd update my wardrobe as well. You like?" She shimmied her chest expectantly.

Stud took a big swig of his drink. With his other hand he honked the older woman's tits, causing bills to scatter like confetti. Mallery of course gasped and begged for more. The act of retrieving his hand afterwards, now filled with cash, probably made him more money than Tornado had in a month.

That type of money was Tornado's dream. The small-time super heroine realised she had been so distracted by the copious amounts of money being thrown around that she had forgotten to introduce herself. So she strutted over to Stud's side, trying to accentuate her body behind the hotpants, dollar-store mask and leather jacket that was her hero costume. In a sultry voice she said, "Hello handsome. Or do you like it when I call you Mr. Stud? Let me just say what an honour it is to meet you."

Stud looked away from the boobies in front of him to acknowledge the other woman for the first time. "Yo, granny, who is this?" Stud asked.

Mallery didn't stop jiggling her tits, but took on a serious business tone of voice."She is the applicant for Super Stud I told you about. Hero name: Tornado. Alter ego: Mary Crumbs. Can create tornado's from anywhere on her body which are effective at apprehending without injuring. Her lackluster range and **** makes her powers somewhat inefficient outside narrow corridors. My analysts found she had no audience pull outside her home city, and even there she is oucompeted by several bigger names. Just last month she couldn't pay rent and had to flirt with her landlord to–"

"OK WOW. HOW ABOUT WE SHUT THE FUCK UP, GRANNY! YOU LOOK LIKE POWER RANGER GREEN FLUNKED AS A HERO AND STARTED DOING PORN." Tornado burst out. She was shocked about the amount of information this bitch had on her. Not that it was false, but she wasn't planning on getting hired based on her hero skills anyway. It was time to turn on the charms.

"Move it, dinosaur." Tornado hip-bumped Mallery, causing the older woman to lose balance and stumble away from her spot in front of Stud's chair. Tornado, of course, stepped in to fill that spot. "Let me introduce myself. The name is Tornado and I REALLY want to join your hero team." While talking, she removed her jacket. Underneath, she wore a fishnet tank top that exposed her purple bra. The bra was a sexy lace push-up that showcased her b-cup chest. Without the jacket, tattoos of various flowers, skulls and wings were visible on her left arm.

Stud whistled. "Hellooo, Tornado. You think you can convince Stud you're qualified?"

Tornado was over qualified. This guy reminded her of the dust-for-brains boys she used to solicit favours from in high school. She was a pro at using her body to get her way. "Oh, I can be very convincing." She grabbed his thighs with both hands and began lowering herself. "How about it? You give me what I really want–" She was now kneeling between Stud's ripped jeans. In a practiced motion, she pulled off his pants and hooked an expecting finger into his boxers. "And I give you something you really want."

Stud thought it over for two seconds before saying, "Sounds hot, baby. Just hold on a little." He turned to Mallery, who after being shoved away had just been awkwardly staring at Stud and his tent. "Granny, baby, Stud's about to get his dick wet, so you might want to tck tck." He clicked his tounge and pointed his thumb at the door.

Mallery's response was fiery, "Please, let your sugar granny join in! You know the only thing that still gets my dusty pussy going is that monster cock of yours. Don't keep an old hag away from all the fun."

Tornado laughed. This bitch might have seemed all high and mighty just because she had money, a business, a hero legacy, a supermodel body and some other stuff that Tornado was really jealous of. But here she was, making a fool of herself. Money can't buy everything, rich bitch.

Wanting to rub it in further, she said, "Scram, grandma. Stud here has a new girl. And for the record, my pussy is always wet for you." She gave a sultry look to Stud as she licked and smacked her lips with a wet sound.

"You heard her, baby." Stud said.

The normaly composed CEO seemed to lose all self control, as she rubbed her thighs together and pleaded. "Anything! you want. I'll give you anything. Just ask."

Stud rubbed his chin. "Hmm, well I was looking at getting a new place. I was thinking a mansion somewhere I could–"

"Done. I'll get you the biggest mansion in the state by the end of the week."

Tornado gaped. No way this guy just got himself a mansion that easy. Now she really had to suck up to him. Luckily, she was an awesome suck.

"That's what Stud likes to hear, baby! Ok, you can watch. Bend over and Stud will even give you some sugar while you continue briefing him about what those analysts guys are saying," said Stud.

While Green Granny eagerly bent herself over her desk, Stud turned back to Tornado. "You can start, baby."

Tornado considered complaining about having a creepy billionaire person watching her have sex; however, becoming the party pooper who stood between Stud and a mansion seemed like a bad idea. She decided to just suck it up. Literally. "Lucky me." She caressed Stud's thighs with one hand while the other disappeared behind her back. A moment later, her purple bra was unstraped and removed. Tornado's modest tits were bared and her nipples protruding past the holes in her fishnet tank top. She looked Stud deep in the eyes as she slowly pulled down his boxers. Stud was not looking back, too busy staring at her rack. She slowly lowered her gaze down to look at the thing between his legs.

"Pfft, omg, for real?" Tornado failed to stifle a laugh as she saw Stud's "monster".

"Is there a problem?" Stud said, unamused.

"No, no. Nothing at all, big boy." Tornado quickly recovered by spitting on her palm and placing her hand on the man's dick. Her hand easily enveloped the whole thing.

Stud definitely enjoyed it. He groaned as he leaned back in his seat, basking in the rotational motions of Tornado's hand. He probably didn't enjoy it as much as Mallery who was watching the show with rapt attention. She had one hand working between her legs as she moaned out encouragement. "Oh, yes! Fuck that tart. Mmm, granny is so wet for you." When Stud's caterpillar had first been revealed, her reaction was so over the top that it almost looked like she came.

"You were briefing Stud on the analysis." Stud made the woman shut up by smacking her ass. This unfortunately also pulled his attention away from Tornado and towards the subsequent jiggle of her ass. Tornado was annoyed to see the older woman had both a tighter and more bouncy butt than her.

"Ah! Of course. As a whole, we've made great progress making Super Stud a household name. There is a growing number of fans and supporters of the brand. As requested, we've heavily targeted women 18-35 in our ad-campaigns, and it is having a positive effect on their view of the brand and of you. Our next step is breaking through internationally, but we are progressing slowly. Our advice there is recruiting talent from over seas. Someone with name recognition in those regions. We've prepared a list of potential candidates." Despite her obvious arousal, Mallery gave her report with the nervous seriousness of a secretary speaking to her boss's boss.

"Stud will take a look at it. And the PR campaigns for Stud's other talent, how are those going?" Tornado felt she was being ignored despite the ministrations of her hand on Stud's dick. She therefore moved her lips closer to the cock in her hands, planting a big sloppy kiss on its head. She felt slightly insulted that this didn't illicit a response from Stud. He seemed too engrossed with doodeling a smirking sunglasses-emoji across Mallery's glutes. Apparently, this act was so pleasurable that the CEO had to squirm not to mess up her report.

"Oh~. Yes, sir. We've been building on the public perception of Girl of the Hour and Muscle Woman using the marketing stunts you. suggested. Girl of the Hour's approval ratings have more or less stabilised, although her target demographic has shifted towards older men. The marketing team is attempting to diversify her appeal through highlighting her as an advocate of the trad-wife movement. Ohhh!"

Mallery was briefly interrupted when the pen Stud had used to tag her ass was unceremoniously inserted into her butt crack. Stud had poked at her robotic underwear a while when he found it yielded enough around her backdoor to allow the slim pen to slip in. Mallery briefly express shock, but quickly ensured that the act was more than appreciated as she eagerly wagged her butt for more. Meanwhile, Tornado had begun giving proper head in a futile attempt to retain any speck of Studs attention.

"Stud really likes the new costume, baby. Have something similar made for his other babes, as well. He'll let you pick something out. " He finished the sentence by flicking at the pen, now poking out of the disgraced billionaire like a tail.

"Mphf! Yes, sir! Thank you so much for the trust. This dinosaur won't disappoint. Continuing my report: We've started posting the provided clips of Muscle Woman on different platforms. We've had most success on X, former twitter, where the hashtag MuscleWomanTheAsshole reached trending. The Walmart freakout clips have also gone viral on Tiktok. Similar clips are likely to be promoted by the algorithm in the future. This has predictably increased Muscle Woman's notoriety. We surveyed a big increase in name recognition, but her disapproval ratings are set to pass her approval rating by the end of the week. It's also worth noting that a new popular Internet trend, or meme, involves a GIF of her giving herself a wedgie on the Jim show." Mallery tapped her desk and a holographic screen and keyboard spawned. She swiftly opened a file containing a post from the site r/dankfunny. The top text was over a white background and read:

"Mom: Stop playing video games and have fun with the other kids. It won't hurt you to be social for once.

Being social for once:"

Below that was a GIF of Muscle Woman at the Jim show. She was bent over a chair as her super muscled hand roughly grabbed onto the back of her leotard and yanked the fabrick straight up. This instantly revealed the globes of her huge butt cheeks while wedging the fabric up her crack in a manner that seemed very painful.

Mallery clicked past several such posts.

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"How I feel when drinking." GIF of a group of young men dancing in a tiktok rizz party. "How I feel at my hangover" GIF of Muscle Woman giving herself the wedgie.

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"Whatever you do, do not look up!"

The neck of every black guy in a horror movie: GIF of Muscle Woman giving herself a wedgie, the fabrick of her costume noticeably moving straight up.

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Stud couldn't stop laughing. "These are great, baby! Send them to Stud. He wants to show them to Asshole later. She'll throw a fit."

Meanwhile, nervous that she'd been forgotten, Tornado had activated her trump card. Inside her mouth she spawned a mini tornado. It added a vacuum effect and a rotational motion to her deep throat that could make any man cum in seconds. Sure enough, in no time at all Stud began to buck his hips. Without warning she could feel Stud empty his balls in her mouth.

Stud pushed into Tornado one last time before trying to pull out. He had to pull away several times as he literally kept getting sucked into the tornado in her mouth. Instead of waiting for Tornado to deactivate her power, Stud roughly pushed and yanked at the super's head. He tried pulling her away using her hair, her forehead and her nose. Even job-starved as Tornado was, she would have told him to stop fucking around if her mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. Finally, he realised he could leave by pulling out at an angle, slipping out from her hoovering lips with a comical pop.

"Great meeting. Very productive." His balls emtied, Stud stood up and energetically pulled up his pants.

Tornado's makeup and hair was disheveled from the rough treatment. She gathered her bearings and managed to deactivate the mini tornado still running rampant in her mouth. "*Out of breath* Man, pant, Stud. That was, pant, amazing. Can't wait to keep working with you." she said, still on her knees.

Stud didn't register the thinly veiled irony in Tornado's voice as he brushed himself off and turned to Green Metal. "Good job today, babe. You might a boomer, but Stud still thinks your body is real sexy. Keep it up and Stud might promote you to be his slutty secretary in addition to his sugar granny." Stud gave the woman's ass a slap to signify a job well done.

"Aaah! Thank you so much for this, sir. This dried up prune won't disappoint you. I actually prepared a little sugar for you before you go." Mallery got up from her position bent over the desk. She gasped as the pen, still lodged up her rectum, shifted slightly at this new position but made no move to remove it. Instead, she shimmied over to where she discarded her purse earlier and picked it up. Fishing car keys from it, she chucked them over to Stud. "Enjoy, Studsy Wudsy. It's parked in the garage. I used to drive it, so I can guarantee the quality."

Stud's eyes gleamed looking at the keys hanging from his fingers. He was obviously a car guy. "Thanks, babe. Let Stud send you a little something in return." He grabbed his phone frome his pocket and hovered it over the hemline of his pants. He then pulled those pants forward together with his boxers to take what could only be assumed to be a pretty mediocre dick pick.

A holographic notification appeared from Mallery's desk and the billionaire immediately lunged to open it. It revealed she had been sent what indeed was a blurry dick pick. Her expression was euphoric.

"Oh fuck! Mmm. Granny is having fun tonight!" She began throwing what still remained of bills in her bosom towards Stud in a worshipping gesture. "Thank you, thank you mhhmmmm thank you."

Stud didn't bother catching any as his pockets were already filled to the brim with cash. "No stress, babe. Talk to you later. Stud has a highway to burn with his new wheels." He turned to the exit and began running out of the room.

"Wait. What about my job. Don't you have to like sign some paperwork or something to have me join Super Stud?" Tornado said, having gotten up off the floor and redressed herself in her normal punk style.

Stud barely turned his head, not slowing down as he responded. "Oh, right. Mallery, that Torpedo chick is no good. From now on, only call Stud if the girl is an eight out of ten or higher. See you la-." Was the last thing that could be heard before his voice disappeared down the hall.

Tornado's jaw dropped, before clapping shut as her teeth grinded against each other. Her face grew dangerously red and her eyes became storms. "What! The! Fuck! He's shitting me, right?" She shouted at Green Metal the only other person left in the office.

"You heard him." Mallery dismissed her, too busy tapping some buttons to make a large screen descend from the ceiling. It gloriously displayed the dick pick in the highest possible quality.

"Don't fucking give me that, you billionaire creep, disgusting loser of a pathetic hag! I fucking sucked his dick. He can't leave me after that. We had a deal! I'll sue the shit out of this place!"

Mallery pushed her chair to center in front of the TV. She eagerly dropped her big butt cheeks onto the chair, only to recoil when she felt the pen in her ass being shoved even further inside her. She carefully extracted the thing and threw it away haphazardly. Apparently, her appreciation for having office equipment fill her anally left together with Stud.

That taken care of she sat down in her chair, her tits jiggling at the motion. "I have to ask you to leave now. Security is already on its way if you can't find the way yourself. Our legal department is at the fourth floor if you want to lose that lawsuit. Now please leave. Granny mhhhm, needs some playtime." She promptly spread her legs over the armrests of the chair and began touching herself while staring longingly at the image of Stud's twig.

Tornado did not leave gracefully. She flipped out. She threw stuff around, started a small hurricane inside the building. Mallery somehow masturbated through all this. In the end, Tornado had to be dragged out by security, kicking and screaming. And she screamed one thing extra loud and with great conviction. "Stud, you bastard! I'll fucking take your ass down if it's the last thing I do!"