Wonderful Things!

Karen Starr groaned groggily while her head refocused. For a moment, anyway - then the groan turned low and lusty as the punch-drunk sensation was replaced by a wave of throbbing, aching pleasure. Her Kryptonian cock was blasting cum more frequently and voluminously than it ever had before, the thick spunk being dragged from her in a single, never-ending firehose orgasm. Blinking in surprise, she looked down and saw that she was base-deep in a massive, muscular ASS. She was dimly aware that she was holding its owner up in perfect side split, her hands gripping her Mistress's powerful thighs, but her gaze was locked on that perfect ASS. First, it sucked her cock in with rippling contractions of its internal muscles, dragging her deeper and deeper until her hips met that divine ASS with a loud CLAP of flesh on flesh. Then, the tip of her cock met the overwhelming **** of her Mistress's twerking and rebounded in a single smooth stroke that left only the very tip of her cock and her dilated, jizz-spewing cumslit still inside. Finally, the slightest motion of that awe-inspiring ASS was enough to drag her back inside, effortlessly sucked into its depths.

"F-Fucking ASS," Karen moaned, drooling onto Power Bottom's lithe, muscular back, "Fuck! Fuck this ASS UP!"

"Don't be silly," Mayor Kyle purred, "ASS fucks you up. Now, obey the ASS!" Karen's eyes fluttered as she parroted the mantra, feeling Selina's cum splash all over the pair of them as she helplessly rutted into Power Bottom's divine ASS. Every thrust grew gradually shorter and faster, until finally there was a moment when - rather than effortlessly deflecting the building-blasting **** of the Kryptonian's thrusts back on themselves - Power Bottom's twerking grabbed Power Girl by the cock and held it. "GAWDESSSSSSS!" Karen howled as she felt every fiber of her being held tight in the cum-slick, velvety grip of Power Bottom's supernatural ASS. "SO FUCKIN' GOOOOOOOOOOD! FUCK!" Her cock continued to spew its contents endlessly into Power Bottom's slurping, sucking hole - and with Power Girl's super-potent seed went a measure of her incredible power. Those buns of steel, so firm and strong, softened into the jiggly, jello-consistency globes of a professional pillow-girl. Karen could do nothing but cling to the powerful femme topping her from below as all ability to resist anal penetration was drained from her, the two of them slick with Mayor Kyle's divine purple cum.

Nothing except gasp loudly as the head of Selina's cock brushed the greased-up mountain of her ass. Nothing except moan in loving, pathetic gratitude as the Mayor sheathed herself to the hilt with a mighty SCHPLAP of flesh on yielding, cum-drenched flesh. Nothing but gasp and howl and scream out praises to her lover, her Mistress, her Goddess! She couldn't understand the words that Selina was saying as she was pummeled between the Mayor's perfect cock and Power Bottom's incredible ASS, her prostate and cumslit stimulated to the point that she felt more like a conduit for the cosmic constant of The Femme Orgasm than any living thing. The only thing she understood was 'good girl, strong girl', peppered throughout the instructions being given to her body, mind and soul, over and over and over until she could feel the power building in each asscheek, pulsing with the trio's shared heartbeat and the sudden blasts of purple jizz hammering into Karen's guts.

Thu-Thump They swelled. Thu-Thump They bulged. Thu-Thump Their muscles firmed, back to and even past the strength that Karen had once enjoyed. Thu-THUMP

"Obey the ASS!"

"Obey the ASS!" "Obey the ASS!"

Karen blinked.

She was... She was standing in Mayor Kyle's office at The Squat Rack. She had just finished emptying a truly apocalyptic orgasm all over the room, spurred on by Selina's relentless in-her-face twerking. There was nothing unusual about the fact that no cum was present. It had definitely not been dragged into the end of Mayor Kyle's cock, which had certainly not then swelled to an even greater length and girth with absorbed power. Power Bottom hadn't been there. Power Bottom was out on totally legitimate business that didn't involve brainwashing superheroines into corrupted parodies of themselves. Her booty was not bigger or more powerful than when she had walked in.

"You look a little worked up, ****-Stud," Mayor Kyle said breezily, making Karen smile at the femme's long-standing and definitely-not-new pet name for her, "maybe you should hit the club and take the edge off."

"Yeah, that sounds good," Karen replied, still breathing heavily, "seeing you twerk is just so, so..." She made a helpless noise of desire.

"I know," Selina smiled, and Karen's heart skipped a beat. "You. That Butt. Club. Now."

Karen threw a sloppy salute as her friend playfully shooed her out of her office, then spun on her heel and slipped out, hips wiggling and curves jiggling.