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Friday, June 24, 2016

Justice Girl: The Bigger They Are The Harder They Cum



Family is a wonderful thing and to a brilliant super villain, nothing is more wonderful than to defeat, capture and humiliate a mother/daughter super heroine team. The best situation is if you can catch them together but if you can't. . . . go after the daughter first. It gives you soooo much leverage with Super Mom. In this case Mom is the American Dream, Danielle Dixon, a busty, masked super in the Batgirl department, super fit, as heavy in gadgets as she is in boobs. The red fishnet stocking she wears make her look delicious but also makes her much easier to sensually titillate and I cannot wait to do so. She is highly intelligent, technologically speaking and well trained in combat, that is if you are fighting fair, which any villain who deftly avoids the hand of Justice knows, went out with knights in armor and chivalry. As you might guess from her nom de guerr, American Dream, she is the dye-in-wool, patriotic, motto-living, ideologue. You know the type a . . . super heroine and a mother. She founded a group of supers called the Ladies of Liberty. Given time I'll collect and sample the whole crew and yeah, Momma's little girl is a member. Except Momma's girl is not so little, in a number of ways.


Daughter is a scrumptious bit of female flesh named Amber Dixon her super heroine moniker is Justice Girl. She is trying to be a girl just like the girl who married dear old dad. That's never a smart thing to do. Mom even took up the duty to train her too. Justice Girl is also a flag waving, stars and stripes saluting super member of the Ladies of Liberty but she has typical 20-something issues trying to make it on her own. Justice Girl is a size shifter. She can increase her size to 20 feet tall and her strength increases in relation to her size. She can grow to 25 feet, but even a super heroine can understand that growing to 25 feet and then dropping dead from the metabolic trauma is not the best thing to do. Mother and daughter are physically very similar except Mom is a shoulder length brunet and Daughter is a longer haired blonde. They both have curvaceous, strong bodies. Justice Girl's boobs are big enough that she and her mother would have a hard time inhaling together in an elevator. She generally wears a mask and her battle gear has an obnoxious overly patriotic theme. Recently she has designed a new stars and stripes battle outfit that allows her to grow.

I wonder if these patriotic super heroines in the ultra tight, sheer, sexy stars and stripes based battle skins, unitards, bikinis and thongs create the incredible urge and idea in normal people and super villains and villainesses to really do some indecent things, of a sexual nature, to the flag,literally.  Whatever.

Amber was walking and laughing with two girlfriends along the stylish waterfront on the southern end of Manhattan, near a group of chic stores and elegant restaurants. The nearby luxury piers had expensive yachts tied up. The warm spring afternoon had brought some of the wealthy owners and guests of a few of the yachts on deck to enjoy the beautiful clear day.

The peace of the day came to an abrupt end as a huge explosion erupted from the largest yacht at the farthest pier. A massive hole was blown out of the starboard side of the 160 foot luxury yacht. Half a dozen women and men in flaming and torn bathing suits and business suits were blown high in the air and splashed down in the brown water. More piercing screams, groan and cries for help came from people on and inside the fast sinking ship.

Amber was able to lose her two friends in the chaos of tourists, storekeepers and residents dashing away from the disaster scene and police and security people dashing towards it to rescue survivors. In seconds the beautiful blonde dashed out of an abandoned waterfront cafe where she had changed into her new battle gear, a longsleeved, high midriff cut stars and stripes top that covered a white bikini top and a matching bottom that was covered in a matching stars and stripes super mini skirt. The materials were all specially created to handle Amber Dixon's special power - to grow. The very seductive nature of the battle gear notwithstanding, Amber could move much faster, even while she was growing with the minimal material. Looking every inch of her fast growing 20 feet as the patriotic icon, Justice Girl realized the pier would not hold her massive new weight, dove in the brown combined waters of the Hudson and East Rivers, creating almost no splash with her disciplined dive. Twelve giant strokes brought the beautiful super behemoth to the side of the huge sinking yacht. Justice Girl carefully plucked the six people she could find treading water and placed them in a tiny rescue raft that had made it to the scene. 

Nervously Justice Girl  noticed that the fuel and oil tanks had been cracked open and the water was now thick with the flammable liquid. A spark and she could be standing in the middle of an inferno.

Screams and cries for help still came from inside the sinking vessel. The water was about 18 feet deep as the curvaceous giant set her feet to lift up the ship to carry it to land. Placing her hands under the bottom of the sinking yacht, Justice Girl heaved with all her might. A bolt of fear ran up the Gigantic super beauty as she realized the yacht was quickly getting heavier as it took on water and the muddy bay bottom was giving under her feet driving her down deeper. Her blonde head dipped below the oily water.  Releasing the yacht and freeing her feet from the sucking mud, Justice Girl surged to the water's surface and felt a flash of intense heat from the inside of the yacht's gaping hole. Any moment the ship and the whole water front would become a holocaust, when Justice Girl heard the roar of a rocket engine overhead. 

It looked like a woman wearing a over-sized jet pack. It was hard for Justice  Girl to focus on the woman, something about her made her seem to blur and made the giant superheroine dizzy, mesmerized. Shaking her head to clear her vision and just using her peripheral vision on the fuzzy aura of the flying woman looked incredibly powerful and incredibly sexy. She seemed to be close to 7 feet tall, muscular and buxom, the white, short spiked haired, the  woman moved as fast as thought. Zooming low, she grabbed the yacht's fore and aft anchor chains. The roar of the twin engine jet-pack increased  dramatically as freezing cold air blasted out of the engines as she fly up. The slack in the chains quickly disappeared as the flying very, very female figure flew up, stopping the sinking and even raising the yacht up so the blast hole was raised higher than the level of the water.

"If I pull any harder, the ship will either crack in half or the chains will tear loose!! Support the bottom, and follow me to shore!!!" bellowed the flying powerhouse, her voice low, throaty and commanding.  Justice Girl lifted the center of the boat and followed the woman who towed the wrecked yacht to the shore where firemen waited to foam down the flammable fuel coated hull and water and rescue any trapped boaters in the destroyed yacht. The gathering crowd cheered as the yacht hull was hauled out of the water by Justice Girl and the mysterious super heroine.

Justice Girl pushed the smoking hull higher up on the pebble and rock shore. The flying woman, easily ripped another gaping hole in the hull and glanced inside the the wrecked yacht, three women in bikinis crawled out and stumbled toward the crowd.  The beautiful, giant superheroine was drenched in thick, black oil and fuel. The flying woman landed, shedding her massive jet pack. Her form seemed to be enveloped in a black shadow which then clung to her like a second skin. Justice Girl could now look at her directly. The woman looked to be in her mid -twenties and was very powerfully built with smooth muscular arms, legs, narrow waist, ripped abdominal muscles and big, round and firm breasts. This woman was a walking sex dream. Tall, beautiful, with ice cold blue eyes and a serious expression and punk spiked short platinum blonde hair. The woman's white and black intricately designed battle skin seemed painted on. Her shape was as sexy and sensual as it was intimidating. Large round, firm breasts and smooth well defined muscles made the big woman look like the perfect blend of super sexuality and brute power. She wore a black thong over the mesmerizing battle skin which just covered her crotch but not her exquisite ass.

The woman looked up at Justice Girl and "Nice job. Six in the water, three just exiting the boat and there are two more inside who need to . . get decent before they meet the public. Before we get mobbed, would you like to get safely cleaned up and get a new, clean battle skin while your outfit is cleaned and detoxified?", the woman ask with a smile. Easily hoisting the huge jet pack to her shoulder the woman laughed, 
"Right now you do not look very heroic. More like a giant oil wrestler. I'm Leore, and you are . . . . Justice Girl? Am I right?"  

Quickly shrinking down to her normal height, the blonde super beauty looked down at her curvaceous, black oil drenched body, her red, white and blue heroine attire now a goopy, black/brown smelly mess, her blonde hair plastered down, dripping oil and reeking of diesel fuel. She was sure her face made her look like a 20th century American minstrel player. Photos of her looking like this in newspapers and on online news services would hardly portray her in the best light.
" Yes, I am Justice Girl. Who are you and where did you get that cold power jet pack?"

Justice Girl slightly shook her head, looking directly at the sexy powerhouse seemed to daze her, yet young super heroine had a difficult time looking away. The strange woman was a powerful turn on and her battle skin made the young super heroine's head swim. Or maybe it was just the fumes from the thick oil and diesel fuel that saturated her stars and stripes top and bottom getting her high. 

Shifting the huge cold-air jet pack, Leore smiled slightly and said, "My name is Leore and my employer is a bit of a wiz-kid when it comes to many things, including inventing things. If you don't mind, I would like to take a short-cut to my facility."

"Sure, uh," stuttered Justice Girl as Leore turned and wrapped her free arm around the startled super heroine's slick, oily waist.  The two super-powered babes shimmered and phazed out of public sight.

Justice Girl's vision was a haze of swirling colors and she felt a slow increasing wave of powers washing over her body, tingling every nerve in her body in a most erotic sensation. Her big, beautiful, tanned, sensitive breasts began to swell as she writhed in sensual pleasure. Her nipples hardened to an almost deliciously painful level.  The wave found it's wave inside Justice Girl gorgeous body. Her mouth, her vagina, her anus, throbbed with tingling sensual excitement. She heard Leore's voice in her head.

"You are being probed, baby-doll. Most heroines enjoy the process. Feel free to cum too. Phazing will clean you up." Leore's voice sounded husky, controlling and so sensually inviting that the young inexperienced super babe felt her whole body consumed by the intense probing force finally explode in a strong, sustained, cum squirting orgasm. The world became a super sex dream blur.

Time passed and it may have been minutes or hours before Justice Girl's mind and vision began to work together. She realized she was clean of all the oil and diesel fuel and that she was laying draped and limp on top of Leore on a huge bed in a massive room with a wide variety of computers and gym equipment. Most importantly, she murmmered,  "I'm naked."

"You're very observant," Leore wryly commented, caressing the small of the super heroine's back.

Trying to lift her upper body up, the exhausted, dazed Justice Girl collapsed weakly, her head resting on Leore's big, comfortable breasts. Her body was still buzzing with sensual stimulation, but her exhausted muscles protested any movement.

"Oh, wow am I wiped out," groaned the spent but amazed Justice Girl. In her life she had never been exhausted by sex. Even in her crazy college days when she and a big cock stud or a gorgeous, red hot coed would screw all night, she would be the raring to go on, as the sun came up. She felt like she could sleep for days.

"Ooooohh, what did you do to me Leore? Seduce me?  Roofie me? I think you screwed my brains out." mewed Justice Girl, turning her head to lick Leore's stiff, erect nipple.

"Actually, you "attacked" me immediately after we phazed into the castle, Leore said smiling and rolling the playfully protesting Justice Girl.  "Probing has that effect on some of the younger super heroines. I was just acting in self defense. You were so sexed up it was pretty easy. Here put this on", the rising Leore tossed Justice Girl a white battle skin and thin belt.

  Rolling around weakly as she slipped into the tight high cut leotard type battle skin the exhausted super heroine growled at the idea that she was "easy" or that sexually dominating her was easy. Justice Girl climbed up the tall, powerful and incredibly sexy body of Leore and wrapped her arms around the waist of Leore. Just looking at the amazing beauty made the young super heroine dizzy.

The dazed super heroine failed to notice that the mesmerizing  design on Leore's "battle skin" was actually her real skin, she wore no battle skin at all.

"Just give me a few hours of sleep, moaned the groggy Justice Girl, "let's see what happens in round 2."

"Oh, I'm afraid you will be in no condition or position to do anything, baby-doll, Leore whispered, dangerously and slipped left arm around the curvaceous  super heroine's strong, slim waist and slid her glowing right hand between Justice Girl's smoothly muscled, tanned thighs and caressed her crotch.

Like a series of super pleasure explosions Justice Girl was rocked by irresistible, inescapable sensual bolts that made every exhausted muscle in the young super heroine tighten with all the might she possessed. The sexy super heroine panted and gasped for breath as she drowned in an ocean of raw sexual pleasure. Justice Girl could think of nothing else but the greatest orgasm that she had ever experienced by far. She almost feared it could kill her or give her a heart attack. Her whole body was shaking and convulsing and she realized that she was down on the carpeted floor and Leore's sexually charged fingered were sliding inside her pussy and caressing her painfully erect clit.

Justice Girl screamed a primal scream as this orgasm hit like a lightning bolt and seemed to go on forever. Ultimate pain, ultimate pleasure the orgasm blasted her with totally overwhelming force.

Another part of her brain instructed, grow. She felt her body enlarge and slightly lessen the devastating please bomb that exploded between her thighs. Hanging on to consciousness by juust a bare thread, Justice Girl began to put bits of information together - the castle, was the Castle, phazing ability, inventive employer of a super powered, very sexy female. This woman was a minion of Dr. Simon Desire. She was not just any minion, Amber remembered her mother telling her about some of Desire's lieutenants, Lisette, Pan and . . . .Leore. Justice Girl, nearly unconscious had just enough strength to raise her head and look at her small conqueror as her body had grown massively, to well over 20 feet dangerously close to the lethal limit.

"UUuuhhhhh. . . my. . . mother . . .oohhh. . .will save . . .me. . .you . . .bitch. . . ", groaned the groggy almost comatose Justice Girl.

"I do hope she will try, baby-doll," replied Leore balling her right fist. "I would enjoy that menage au trois".  A monster right haymaker to the giant Justice Girl's chin slammed her head back onto the floor with a TTTHUUDD!!  Her gorgeous body convulsed once at the power of the knock out punch and the busty, sexy super heroine lay still, spread eagle, out cold. 

Taking all the DNA sample Dr. Desire usually wanted from his captives, Leore grabbed a huge ankle with both hands and dragged her unconscious prize to a giant escape-proof carbotanium cell to be "pacified" and bound.

"Now to worry mamma", smiled Leore. "I wonder who is going to take her?"





7 comments:

  1. Oh sure, you have time to write this leore, but not one with me? :P

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    1. I am sorry, school just got out on Friday. Actually I am ahead of schedule. This story has taken me a year to write. I would write three sentences and get back to it two weeks later. Real life really eats into my play time. That is one of the reasons I don't rp anywhere near as much as i used to. Even finding time to write fun stuff is so limited.

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  2. Great story, but don't think I'm going to let you keep her without a fight ;)

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    1. Well dang, I would hope not. Who would you like to go up against (literally and figuratively).

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  3. Well, I think Pan could be an interesting one to go up against or being taken down by Terror Teddy would make for a rather humiliating defeat on her way to joining her daughter.

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