Time To do Another Test

Well, this doesn't happen very often. Of course, I mean, this doesn't happen to ME very often.

Living in a world as... where superheroes and supervillians exists it's easy for you to grow to expect shit like this to occur on the regular. Shit like- Buildings exploding out of the blue, people with Hocus-Pocus magic wavy fingers holding up a bank, or maybe even a super genius rouge communist agent that transferred his consciousness into an egg threatening to level the Eastern Seaboard.

Shit just fucking happens, and people should expect the worst while hoping for the best. For fuck's sake, almost every government-owned building in the country is covered by Meta-human, vigilante, and Justice League insurance plans and schools even have procedures for unsolicited hero activity and villain attacks in their classes!

Knowing that don't need to tell of what happens in Gotham city where i was born and lived there for a few years, I never had any real problems. Then, after my father be killed by a explosion caused by a supervillian, my Mom had the great and straight-up fantastic idea to get the fuck out of the city that boasts having the highest crime rate in America so now, living in Central City.

I haven't experienced anything danger related because of the superheroes and with The Flash taking this city as his hometown. Having a speedster zooming around the streets help's a lot and regardless of the true reason, I'm just not used to shit like this happening.

The Thing i was not expected, is to be saved at the moment i thought that i will die, the moment i needed a hero who could saved me, but not be for some great superheroine coming to save the day.

The Day that i was accepting to be my last of my life , because I happened to use my new found power in a poorly and wrongly way.

And this great superheroine who comes, is ...

... is nothing more nothing less than Wonder Woman itself who was the one to save the day.

But wait... Now that i'm thinking about this... i have powers now so this make me a villain or a hero?

My powers works in super powered people?

Now that i'm thinking about, this is making me want to try on this superpowered person, but how?

Wait a sec ... can i try to use my power on Wonder Woman, i'm the owned of the bus so i think i can make the rules, with that i can try to make her let me write my name on her and claim her as mine.

Sounds like a plan and i don't nothing to lose so, let's try when the opportunity comes in.

but I still i really want to know why her and not the flash who comes, after all we are in Central City, The fucking Flash city.

By the way, i liked the idea of her coming, so now, i can test my teory and my new idea.

Wonder Woman came in clutch and saved this bus full of random civilians like a mother fucking boss! And now, fifteen minutes after she stopped the out of control vehicle, she was standing amid police and the recovering crowd. Other pedestrians were attempting to get a good look at whatever transpired to cause such a commotion; cameras flashed while chattering from both police, and the mentally scarred filled the air.

It's not hard to think that there must already be reporters wanting to know what happened.

As for me, I was standing between the driver's seat and the bus entrance steps.

So, i take a breath and start to talk for the people inside the bus "So everyone, i'm sorry for what happen but i'm the owner of the bus, so i make the rules here and my first one is 'everyone inside this bus will let me write on them, understand?". Some of the the people nod and others said "Yes" and now little bit more relaxed i start to look the surroundings of the bus, hoping that Wonder Woman comes and enter the bus and let me write may name on her, claiming her as mine.

I waited a few seconds and no one told me to get off the bus, although it was very sensible to do so, so I wasn't about to join those who were sitting on the dirty floor of the street, instead I sat on the bench behind the bench. from the driver, but on the side of the aisle and I waited for the wonderful woman I came to see if I'm okay.

I watched the people around me, but- Let's be honest, by vision was mostly focused on Wonder Woman.

How fucking gorgeous this woman is, just thinking about it is enough to wake up my cock.

But, If i want my plan to work i have to be patient right now. Even with the fact that getting harder, because this is anxiety and the possibility of be successful is making me get horny.

Even after being put in a near **** situation, and trying to not succumb to my hornyness, my eyes were glued on Wonder Woman's ideal feminine figure. She's strutting curves in all the right places. But as she walked from person to person, it almost appeared that her hips were swaying to some invisible beat only I could see and understand.

That's just my mind turning her genuine and kind gesture of checking up on the scared people, into something sensual. Man i'm getting to exited with the idea of owning a woman like wonder woman.

I get lost in my dirty thoughts for a minute, but i have an objective to achieve so a manage to quick snap off it and when a look in the direction of Wonder Woman she have already everyone except me.

When she stood up and ruffled a the little girl's hair. All while I was busy trying to visually X-ray her butt encased in a tight blue and white star-splattered bottom.

The little girl go to her parents and a policeman approached Wonder Woman and extended an arm in a welcoming gesture. She smiled and shook his hand before saying something to him. I couldn't decipher the words, but I did stare at her plush lips long enough to imagine how my dick would feel sliding in and out of the goddess's face hole.

I flicked my gaze down from her lips to the large tit containing corset she wore. It didn't take much mental imagination to guess what was under her chestplate. Half of her tits were held tight and contained, it was apparent that if she were put through the fucking ringer her breasts wouldn't fly out unless she unclipped the top. That could be easily deciphered by looking at her creamy golden and slightly tanned cleavage. I have enough knowledge in the art of tits to tell how tight a top is depending on the depth of the cleavage on display.

And Wonder Woman was standing tall with some deep fucking cleavage. So, yes... Those tits wouldn't be flying out.

But this did jiggle, they definitely did bounce as she stepped across the street. I would know, because now she's coming directly towards me.

Wait... She's coming directly towards me!?

Oh shit!

"It's time to test my theory, I hope that works" I said in lower voice and try to look like I was a little dizzy because of the incident.