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Chapter 20
by
fyreant
Do you leave Dr. Rainbow to fend off his lust alone? Join in? Or get angry with the streaker?
To deflate his arrogance a little, take Rainbow off with you
At long last you are starting to realize that all the credit you were giving Green Streak doesn't seem to be getting validated. You were going to let all of the pervy training slide, but now the manifest truth is that he's been using League resources to tease the two of you with a bunch of creepy sexual power plays. He wanted to take advantage of your naivete and savor the fact that you and this other girl were willing to go through all of that - coming within a hair's breadth of being held down and assaulted - and still be willing to jump into bed with him for a threesome.
What an ego. Part of you had to admire his sheer audacity. Maybe that's why you went this far with no pushback?
"No," you say matter of factly in a stern voice, "I think our score is pretty good as is, and as amusing as this rigamarole has been, I really don't see how it has anything to do with stopping actual criminals. The low-level group that I clued you in on doesn't have anything in common with S.K., and I wonder if the whole thing wasn't just a favor to some of your training buddies in there who thought they'd get to have more fun than they did."
"Whaaaaat?" Green Streak's eyes widen and he falls back on the bed laughing. "Was your name 'Nightingale' or 'Cuckoo'? For my daily exercises I prefer a nice clean street, ehehh. To put it bluntly, sloppy seconds aren't my style. I knew you'd be fine, this is exactly what I was looking for! C'mooooon... It's a long way to A-rank. Don't you want to have the best fast-response in the League on call while the two of you are working your way up there? Maintaining personal relationships is an important talent, and I think you both could use some experience."
"Ohhhhhh," Dr. Rainbow shakes her head, blushing. "So much innuendo! I really wasn't expecting this... Couldn't we compromise and settle for a relaxing massage and a nice group hug?"
God, she's such a pushover. In spite of her saccharine affectations, you'd bet your utility belt that this Dr. Rainbow isn't a virgin, if only because she seems like the type of woman who has trouble saying no to anything. There's only one thing to do.
"Well if we're talking about a reward for heroism in your little simulation, I think it's us that deserve it this time, Mr. Roadrunner." you say to him with a coy wink. Dr. Rainbow looks over, not sure what you mean, so you hook your hand around her waist and pull her in for a sudden kiss on the lips.
She makes a funny startled mumble like "Mrrfrrmmmmhh?!" as you lean in, pushing your scantily-clad chest up against her. Staying on the offensive, you run your hand up the backside of her puffy skirt and start a vigorous, circular massage of her little booty before yanking down her panties.
Dropping to your knees, you start running your nose and tongue along the petite girl's inner thighs from behind. Dr. Rainbow's voice is getting so high-pitched and quiet that you have to wonder if someone without ultrasonic hearing like yours could make it out. "Should we really be... Oh, I didn't expect..." her colorful knee-high boots start knocking together with excitement as your tongue and fingers probes her tasty slit and even teases her back hole.
"Yes," you say with an arrogant smirk of your own, "this reward will do nicely..."
Turning her around so you're sure that Green Streak can see, you start rapidly rubbing two fingers up against her privates, your middle finger occasionally pausing to trace a circle around the heart-shaped tuft of pubic hair above her slit, while pushing and flicking on her pleasure button.
Apparently embarrassed at the fact that she's nearing orgasm, Dr. Rainbow produces a tongue depressor from somewhere and uses it on herself, closing her eyes and trying to muffle the gurgling cry of ecstasy that shoots through her as much as possible. The dribble of liquid flowing down over your fingertips and sprinkling down on her yanked-down panties like rain is proof enough.
Green Streak, who had been sitting their stock still as if paralyzed ever since you started moving on the other heroine, suddenly had what looked like a very brief seizure, then suddenly yanked the covers from the bed up and over him, taking particular care to hide his crotch. When he spoke, his voice was cracking and high pitched, his former confidence gone.
"STOP! Computer, simulation over! Good work g-girls, that's all for today, there's an emergency down in pants- I mean, down in the city center, really high priority, you, nngh, just get back to patrolling the streets, I'll be in contact with you after I've cleaned up - I mean, after we've cleaned up the incident. Gah - the supervillain incident!" he stammers, averting his gaze from both of you. You have to stifle a giggle - fortunately for him, Dr. Rainbow is in too much of an orgasmic haze, and too naive, to realize what 'emergency' he is actually having to deal with.
The door to the Zone of Danger slides closed behind you and the colorful magical heroine. "Ahem," you say with a hint of awkwardness. "I... sorry I was so forward back there. I just figured it was the fastest way to get things wrapped u-"
There's a loud pop as Dr. Rainbow slaps you across the cheek with surprising force, catching you utterly by surprise. "So you should be! Doing such a naughty thing in front of someone else..." she doesn't sound angry, exactly, more like chiding. "And now, who knows when Mr. Streak will be able to spare the time to guide me once again? I'm being stalked by a fearful nemesis, you know! I need true friends to unlock the full extent of my magic, and suddenly dipping their fingers into one another's vee-jays isn't something that true friends do, missy!"
"Ahhh..." you stammer for a second. "I'm sorry! But he was going to-"
Reversing course completely, Dr. Rainbow gives you an awkward but enthusiastic hug, wrapping her arms around your back. "Awww! I forgive you, Nightingale! I know that you've learned your lesson! But since Streaky is going to be busy now, you can come out on patrol with me, so that you can help me if the devilish man tormenting me shows up! And because fairness is important in friendship, I'll help you pursue whatever forces of evil you think need to be stopped, too!"
Her large, bright eyes shine at you. "What do you say?"
Do a little novice-heroine-team-up with Dr. Rainbow?
Perils of a Novice Superheroine
A generic superheroing setting drenched with sex and scandal
Acropolis City, the center of super-human and caped crusader activity in this particular world - with its own dizzying highs and lows, high-tech skylines and slums standing in stark, four-color contrast, it provided everything that a costumed megalomaniac or masked vigilante could ask for. In fact, as is usually the case where colorful masked characters are the norm, it has become something of an institution by this point. But although the mere existence of costumed heroes and villains no longer shocks people, these people - who, by their very nature, thrive on attention - keep finding new ways to stand out from the crowd and attract the eye. This last goal tends to get a lot of emphasis in the most simple, sexualized way possible. For reasons that the world's most brilliant scientists have yet to explain, latent super-abilities seem to manifest more often in women than men by a ratio of 3 to 1 or more. This is true even when the superpower isn't "natural"; paranormal artifacts fall into their hands, esoteric martial arts schools never seem to have a male heir, the technological prototypes they test always seem to be the ones that are most easily used or abused for good and evil. Unfortunately, the glory days of the past where citizens were happy to see any old masked do-gooder show up are over - in recent years, Acropolis City has established a ranking system of heroes where those who get high marks from the citizens and resolve incidents are rewarded with corporate sponsorships and (most coveted of all) seats at the prestigious League of Propriety. Those who intimidate the populace, cause excessive collateral damage, or simply don't excite anyone, garnering low rankings, get 'asked' to move to less prestigious cities. Few superheroes want to get stuck battling clans of villainous hillbillies and corrupt small-town sheriffs for the rest of their careers, so they're always eager to please the influential citizens of Acropolis City (judges, eminent scientists, first responders, and of course the all-important reporters). On the other side of the law, a similar dynamic predominates; only the most glamorous and charismatic costumed ne'er-do-wells can make it in this town. And so, the novice superheroines just learning the ways of battling for justice and order, without any team to back them up, always end up patrolling the skeeviest, most undesirable slums of the city and taking on the most thankless rescues. As if that weren't bad enough, most of them feel obliged to dress in ways that get more outlandish and revealing with every passing year while they fight the good fight and/or feed their craving for attention, depending on how you see the 'cape life'. As if that weren't troublesome enough, the superhuman mutations that make so many of these heroes' careers possible also result in greatly increased sexual sensitivity, particularly in females. The adventures and misadventures that these spandex-clad lady crusaders get into are often too hot to print for the kind of comics that their young admirers would read. Messy mistakes will be made, but you don't want to disappoint your readers, do you? So let the League know what kind of superheroine you are, your chosen name, powers, and appearance, and they'll send you out on your first patrols. Good luck.
Updated on Dec 27, 2025
by micdan282
Created on Nov 30, 2016
by fyreant
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