Chapters tagged super villain

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 24

Harley picks up an office chair from the floor, sits in it and starts spinning around. "So" she asks as she circles "Do one of you fine ladies want to tell me what's going on here?" "Woah, don't ask me" Iris protests "I was just minding my own business, working at my...

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 26

After Harley steals a car ("Hey, Keystone City is a long way away") you eventually make it to The Flash Museum. Nothing looks out of place, it seems closed but under the circumstances that makes sense and as you and Harley approach the entrance you wonder if you've made the right...

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 27

"That's a strange name" Killer Frost smiles as she glides across the floor towards where you are crumpled in an undignified heap "Well then Fuck, do you know who I am?" "Yes" you say, your heart pounding in your chest "You're Killer Frost" "Correct" she replies now st...

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 28

As Killer Frost starts to slowly come too you watch Harley kneel down beside her and start to slap her around the face. "Wakey, wakey, sleepy head! It's time to get up!" Killer Frost's eyes struggle to open and you can see that she's not totally in control of her facultie...

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 31

As Harley lays on her back you watch as she undoes the holster around her waist and let's it fall to the side before reaching up and finally unhooking her top. "So tell me sweetie" she purrs as she pulls the material free "What do you think of these?" Her big, perfect...

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 32

"So where do you suggest we go Super-Dick?" Harley asks you. You look around and see a there are quite a few temporal rifts scattered around, they seem to be blinking in and out of existence, holding form for a few minutes at a time then closing before another one appears. "Wel...

by The Amazing Reverend

Chapter 9

As Vicki bucks wildly, screaming, her pussy juice flooding the length of your shaft, you ram in and out of her at a furious speed. You glance at Harley, through gritted teeth and sweat drenched brow, and see that her legs are up in the air, boots jammed against the windscreen, ey...