Wonder Woman: The Ultimate

Wonder Woman: The Ultimate

This version of Diana Prince seeks to spread a different form of love around the world...

Chapter 1 by SmutMaster SmutMaster

(Authors Notes: Welcome to Wonder Woman: The Ultimate ! Now, before we begin, let me make one thing clear. There have been some inklings of this in my previous stories and contributed chapters, but it'll be full here. Sexism is the name of the game. If you're into that, and the smut that comes with it, great! If the idea bothers you, I suggest you leave now. Of course, I don't condone sexism out there in the real world. That is why this is a fetish I indulge in here. Don't think I actually believe any of the ideas presented in this story.

I'll be using images, but I'll also be mixing it up between live action and various cartoon and comic versions of various characters, and obviously, none of the images belong to me, credits go to their artists

Check out my profile for more of my work! And as always, any feedback, criticism, and thumbs up are greatly appreciated! Enjoy!)

This was it, wasn't it?

John's life was over. Not in a 'I was just fired from my job' sort of way, more like a 'I wonder if I'll drown or get eaten by a shark first' way. The small cruise he was on sank, all hands lost, more then likely. He was floating on a field of debris, holding onto a piece of door that somehow survived the sinking. If he hadn't manage to escape from it, he would have thought he was extremely lucky. His skinny frame was barely holding onto the debris, and there was no help in sight. His phone was gone. All he could do was rest, and wait to drown...


What he wasn't expecting to find was an angel. When he awoke, he saw the face of a beautiful woman, perhaps the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen...well, he assumed, at least. There, glistening against the backdrop of a shining yellow sun and clear blue skies was a dark haired woman sucking his cock. She was doing her best, obviously not having much experience in the matter. He wanted to grab her hair and show her how it was done, but he wasn't sure if she would become hostile or not. Then she stopped, letting his rod slip out of her mouth, and she looked up at him. No more 'perhaps'. She was the most beautiful woman in the world.

They locked eyes. He couldn't believe such a woman was debasing herself like this, tasting a strangers cock. He figured she would speak, but he didn't expect her words to be so...soft and caring...

What does she say?

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