(I)
Up in the safety of their moon base, the recently formed newest incarnation of the JLA discussed their strategy for the current desperate situation.
"We still don’t know what we're up against," informed Batman. "Whoever, or whatever, our hidden foe is, it was commanding Zeus. Considering how powerful Zeus proved to be, that is not a good thing."
"And let’s not forget about my daughter," interjected Queen Hipolyta, who now bore the mantle of Wonder Woman. "As long as our unknown enemy holds sway over her, she is yet another threat to us. My poor child…"
"We all feel for your loss," offered Superman. "We will do our best to recover her without threatening her life. And towards that end, I would like to welcome our newest members." Superman motioned over to one section of the large round briefing table they sat at.
"First off, we all mourn the loss of Hal Jordan--wherever he may be--and following in his legacy I present to you a new Green Lantern: Kyle Rayner," presented Superman.
"Uh, hi there," said an intimidated Kyle. "Glad, uh, to be of service."
"Next we have some faces we are all familiar with, and which should be of great help when the time comes for battle," continued Superman.
Next to Kyle sat two visitors from another planet, the mighty Orion and Big Barda; both powerful beings who had been allies in the war against Darkseid for a long time now.
"This cowardly foe who dares not show his face shall be crushed by my might," said Orion as he smashed his fist down onto the table, his angry face hidden by his steel helmet.
Big Barda sat back quietly. She was a battle hardened woman, covered head to toe in armor, who could give Wonder Woman a run for her money.
"Also, we have been in contact with several others who have been trapped here by the recent dimensional instability, including a powerful group that calls themselves the 'X-Men'," informed Superman. "We also have the full support and cooperation of the members of the former JSA, and some of their newer recruits."
At this point, Superman sat down and returned the floor once again to the Dark Knight.
"I believe I have uncovered a vital clue to the origin, and possibly the identity, of our foe," began Batman as he stood up. "After realizing what I was dealing with in Gotham, I did some research. A book I had brought to me from Japan proved invaluable in my defeating Bane. For some reason, these demonic creatures are vulnerable to Kryptonite; how they could be connected to Superman’s destroyed home, I have no idea." He paused for a moment to let this revelation sink in, before continuing. "The book also spoke of the demons' king, an entity that ravaged feudal Japan seven or eight centuries ago. The beast was eventually defeated and imprisoned within a large diamond. I couldn't find anything about the whereabouts of the diamond. But seeing as how I was able to determine that Catwoman was the first woman to disappear--and she does fancy her diamonds--I must theorize that she got hold of that very diamond and somehow unknowingly released the same demon mentioned in this book."
Cyclops’ body flew through the air at an incredible speed before making contact with the side of a building. Chaos turned from the red blotch that was all that remained of his enemy and faced his next foe.
Jean Grey screamed in horror as she watched her husband brutally murdered before her eyes.
"You monster!" cried Jean as her normally beautiful face twisted into an expression of hatred.
A powerful knife of psychic energy emanated from Jean’s head and flew towards Chaos. The air rippled slightly as the telepathic attack smashed into Chaos’ head. He seemed undaunted by the blow, however, and a mere twitch of his brow sent Jean flying back down the street.
"Come on, bub!" Taunted Wolverine, his claws out and ready for the attack. "I’m gonna make you hurt for what you did to Cyclops."
Chaos looked unimpressed as Wolverine dove towards him. With a wave of his hand, the adamantium-enhanced warrior died. His flesh aged several thousand years in an instant, leaving his unbreakable bones to fall to the ground, clattering as they landed.
Now now, Mrs. Grey, what shall we do with you? said Chaos in his telepathic speech as he turned towards the stunned woman.
"Well it seems as if our friend has made an appearance," said Superman from the safety of the newly constructed JLA Watchtower on the moon. "He's already laid waste to a good number of the X-Men, slaughtering them without any mercy."
"I don’t think there will be much left of New York City by the time we get to him," informed Martian Manhunter as he monitored the computer console. "He, or it, seems to have erected a barrier around the city. I don’t know if even Superman can penetrate it."
"Well we're going to try," announced Powergirl, ready for action.
"No, Powergirl," ordered Superman, with a bit of regret in his voice. "After talking with Batman and Jonn (Martian Manhunter), we’ve decided that, due to the… particular nature of this enemy, the women should stay on guard for other dangers while the men take him on."
"What…?!" shouted Powergirl, obviously upset.
Powergirl bent over the console, staring at the computer monitor as Barbara Gordon, now Oracle, kept careful watch over the battle. So far things hadn’t progressed too much, the barrier around Manhattan Island was still holding up against the combined might of Earth’s heroes.
"I can’t watch this anymore," said Powergirl, all nervous and jumpy. "The tension's too much, I'm going to try and let some steam off."
"No problem," replied Oracle as she sipped on her coffee. "I’ll make an announcement over the comm if there are any changes in our team’s status."
"Thanks," said Powergirl as she walked off towards the station's living quarters.
When she reached the door to the break room, she opened it and walked inside, flipping on the light switch. Closing the door behind her, she walked across the room towards the kitchenette area, not noticing the yellowish-brown mold-like substance that covered the back of the door.
Opening the fridge, she pulled out a Nitro power drink and began to slam down its contents; meanwhile, the mold moved, creeping down off the door and coagulating on the floor. Powergirl's neck twinged as she finished downing the drink.
"Ahh," she sighed. That sure was refreshing, I should grab another before I hit the exercise simulator.
Gulp, gulp, gulp. Powergirl relaxed as she felt the cold liquid (unbeknownst to her contaminated with demonic) spores slide down her throat. By the time several small tendrils wrapped around her ankles, Powergirl only reaction was to look down to see what felt so good on her skin. Upon observing the obviously inhuman tentacles, she first wondered how it had gotten into the base, but quickly remembered how many people had come into contact with the creatures during the last fight; this thing could have easily hitched a ride into the station undetected.
Powergirl turned around and pressed her ass against the counter, her legs spread partially open as she sized up the being before her. It really didn’t appear to be much more that a large lump of mold. It was a sickly dark brown in color with streaks of putrid yellow running through it. Its texture appeared to be corded, much like a rope wound up very tight. And like all the creatures she had encountered so far, it was covered in slime, looking like a thick, milky goo.
The two tendrils that protruded from the main mass began to crawl up her calves. Their rough skin, combined with the wet, hot feeling of the slime, felt incredibly good and Powergirl's body quivered slightly as she let out a s soft sigh.
"What did you do to me?" asked the confused heroine as she began to bend her knees, lowering herself down onto the floor with the demon essence. "This isn’t right."
Her bare, toned legs spread even further apart after she sat down on the floor, leaning back against the cupboards with her body gently forced into a fetal position. She watched in wonder as the tendrils began to move up her thighs, pressing into her soft skin, feeling and exploring her body as the went. A burning sensation began to rise between her legs and she opened her mouth in short gasping breaths; she was getting turned on by this thing and was actually going to let it make love to her!
She arched her head back slightly and groaned as her legs were bent fully at the knees and slowly pressed forcefully against her body, pressing her mammoth breasts together and giving the creature complete access to her cunt. Looking down now, Powergirl excitedly watched the blob-like creature began its work. Between her legs, several strands of tendrils began to lace themselves together, looking more and more like a penis--a massive 15-inch penis that is. Powergirl’s eyes opened in wonder at the now throbbing member. The tendrils wrapped around her creamy thighs had now reached her waist. Several of them hooked onto her white body suit and began to tug at the fabric. After a few seconds, Powergirl felt the fabric give as it tore and slid away from her crotch. The whole creature seemed to jump in delight as her soft, blonde-haired pussy was exposed for it.
The engorged demon cock now moved in on her womanhood, its head throbbing fiercely as it pushed up against her. Powergirl let out several high pitched whines as she kept her head looking down at her impalement. Her pussy spread outward as the head, almost three inches in girth, began to sink into her luscious body. It felt so good as it split her open and suddenly plunged deep between her shapely hips.
"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Yesssss!" Hissed Powergirl, gripping her hair as she tilted her head towards the ceiling. "Fuck me."
Pinning Powergirl up against the cupboards, the demon began to piston its cock into her with an unrelenting mechanical rhythm, plunging into her with long strokes over a foot in length. Luckily Powergirl was built for such punishment, and was able to take it--and take it with pleasure. Her arms reaching above her head, she gripped the edge of the countertop and the force of her white knuckled hands began to cause cracks.
With her lower body now encased in hardened tentacles, the demon kept pounding away at the voluptuous woman, forcing orgasm after orgasm from her. Without interrupting its violation of her pussy, it lifted Powergirl up into the air and carelessly threw her down onto a table, face up. Releasing her legs, they fell limply to the side, dangling in the air as the creature began to rise up between them, taking a more defined form.
Staring lazily in front of her, Powergirl could make out a vaguely humanoid shape standing between her legs, its hips gyrating, still pounding its monstrous cock into her, his clawed hands gripping her waist and pulling her body against his crotch. She could feel the sticky mixture of her womanly fluids and the creature’s slime on her pubic hair and inner thighs, cooling off as it slowly dried on her skin.
The creature continued to pummel her cunt, winning a high pitched whine from the defeated woman with each thrust as it reached for her bouncing tits. Wrapping its fingers around her still clothed breasts, it squeezed hard, sinking its claws deep into her large, squishy mounds. Powergirl thought she heard it moan as it did so. Shredding the remains of her costume, the creature let her breasts spill free and resumed its attack on them.
The creature crawled up onto the table with Powergirl, morphing again into a large mass of mouths and tentacles. Two large, circular mouths landed on Powergirl’s breasts, each one consuming her nipple. The tentacles snaked around her body, pulling her tight against the fleshy mass above her. Her tits were now fully consumed by the large mouths; she could feel their hot, moist tongues on her hardened nipples as the mouths pulsated, eagerly sucking on her round orbs. Her mouth was open as a tentacle quickly slid in and out, her lips massaging its length as it did so.
Satisfied with its current exploitation of Powergirl’s body, the creature continued in this way for almost an hour. Oracle did wonder where Powergirl was, but (distracted as she was by the events taking place on Earth) didn’t give it much thought, who knew how long it would take a superhuman to get a full workout; little did she know what type of workout Powergirl was really getting.
Eventually, Powergirl was finally able to relax. The demon stopped its assault on her body as she felt it release its load into her. Millions of its spores spilled into her womb and throat. They would be quick to infect her and take over her body.
"The barrier just disappeared?" said an alarmed Superman. "I wonder what our foe has in store for us?"
"Whatever it is, we must proceed with caution," warned Batman. "He is obviously ready for us."
You are correct! sounded a voice in the heroes heads as Chaos emerged from behind several buildings, Jean Grey’s limp, naked form dangling from his right hand. Is this what you've been waiting for? To take out the bad guy? Come on! I will kill you all…!
End of Part 01
Am I glad summer is finally over. Busting my ass in the heat all day makes Ballistic a tired boy who doesn’t want to think when getting home from work (hence the gap between my submissions). This round of voting was a strange one. Not only did Powergirl win (not the most likely winner), but she had more than twice as many votes as the second place contestant! Odd.
You know the rules, you may vote for 2 superheroines who have not been exposed to the demons desires yet. Have Fun.
Ballistic