Ashley Lane grew up in a big city, infested with crime. Wanting to make a difference in the world, she made a costume out of cheap spandex at the age of 19, took some self-defense classes and went out into the alley's at night looking for criminals to help fight. She soon realized she was in over her head when a purse-snatcher aimed a gun right at her head and nearly pulled the trigger. Luckily, Lightning-Man was there to save the day. He stopped the criminal and saved Ashley. However, just when they went to return the purse, the robber shot Lightning-Man in the back, paralyzing him. His time as a superhero was over, but his legacy didn’t have to be. He decided to give Ashley his gauntlets that gave him his electric-based powers. Even helping her make a new suit. 4 years later and Ashley has graduated college, found her boyfriend Kane, and been protecting the city under the monicker Lightning-Girl.
Ashely woke up next to Kane one cold, November morning. She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. He was pretty good looking, he wasn’t super toned at all though, had a scruffy beard and even a penis just a little below average. Ashley didn’t mind though, she loved him and every part of him. But everyone could tell she was out of his league. She was 5’7, and a straight 10/10. She had bleach blonde hair that she would dye, perfect balance between slenderness and muscle, her boobs were on the smaller side but her toned ass made up for it.
She slowly got out of bed, went on a run, showered and made breakfast. It wasn’t long before her phone buzzed of her arch-nemisis’, Viktor Kraus, goon-squad robbing a bank. Viktor didn’t have super powers, but he had money and power. He controlled a local clan called the Crimson Fists. But robbing a bank was under them, this was a little too odd.
Ashley ran towards her closet and punched a number in a safe. There were gauntlets and costume. She put it in front of her, took off her jeans, green panties and shirt. Before putting her uniform on, she took one last look in the mirror. She loved how she looked, her muscles and body curved perfectly. Her crotch was clean-shaved and she had just waxed her legs. Ashley then put on the skin tight yellow and white suit, followed by her gauntlets and mask. She then ran out to her backyard, made sure none of her neighbors were looking, and used the gauntlets to blast off.
She got to the scene in under 5 minutes, and landed right when a member of the clan was about to shoot a bank clerk. Before he could pull the trigger, Lightning-Girl spun around a kicked him square in the jaw. This sent the lackey falling back and unconscious. Lightning-Girl looked around to her 25 enemies and smirked. “Have you boys not learned anything?”
She started making quick work of a few, with her training in hand to hand combat she barely needed the gauntlets. A few members of the gang would land a good punch right in her face, but she was able to shake it off and take them out. Pretty soon, all the goons were out cold, and the day was saved. She turned to leave when she heard someone call her name.
“Lightning-Girl, where do you think you’re going?” She turned to see a member of the clan stand back up. It was Caesar Mercury, Viktor Kraus’ right-hand man. He was incredibly strong, and probably hadn’t even been knocked out, just pretending. He lunged at Lightning-Girl with a fist headed for her face. She grabbed it, only realizing it was fake out as Mercury landed a knee right to her gut. Lightning-Girl doubled-over and started dry heaving. Mercury tried to follow it up with an uppercut but was blasted by electricity from the young heroine's gauntlets.
Mercury and Lightning-Girl’s fights were some of the closest she’s ever experienced, even losing a few of them. However, there was always another hero to step in and help her out. Not today though, as her friend White Dagger was on a mission in Canada. This meant Lightning-Girl had to win, otherwise her life and everyone around her’s would be in trouble.
Mercury got up and swung a few punches at Lightning-Girl, but every one of them was parried or blocked. Meanwhile, Lightning-Girl began using some more of her strength and energy, landing blow after blow. None of them could keep him down, though. After 15 minutes, Lightning-Girl’s endurance soon started running low. Mercury was landing more punches and kicks, and had even drew blood from Lightning-Girl’s bottom lip.
“I can’t let you win Mercury, I won’t.”
“For such a pretty girl, you sure are dumb. Viktor has given me some new tech just for hurting you, Lightning-Bitch.” Ceasar tapped a button on his wristwatch, and nearly instantly his entire left arm was armored from the fingers to his shoulder. Lightning-Girl knew it was now or never, and she raised her gauntlets in a last ditch effort. She began firing everything she had at him. The electricity created a cloud of smoke blocking her view, but Mercury had to be knocked out by now, right?
Lightning-Girl lowered her arm and her gauntlets stopped firing. She looked through the smoke, expecting to see Mercury laying on the ground. Instead, she saw him standing upright. Having blocked the attack using his new tech.
“You’ve just gave me enough juice to power this thing up!” Mercury said holding up his now glowing arm. And with one quick motion, he punched as hard as good into Lightning-Girl’s gut. She flew back through a brick wall and onto the pavement below. Lightning-Girl was powerful, but she didn’t have any superpowers. She was just a normal human who had just been punched through brick. She laid sprawled, twitching as her brain wasn’t processing what was going on. Blood started oozing from her mouths, dripping down her chin onto her costume. Her stomach was now visible from a rip in her suit, and on lookers we’re watching, checking to see if she was even breathing after that.
Mercury walked over to the defeated heroine, “I’m not done with you.” Several concerned citizens began yelling at the villain.
“Get away from her, you freak!”
“Please stop, you’ve already beaten her. Just take the money and go!”
Mercury responded while picking up Lightning-Girl’s limp body, “Oh this was never about the money. Boss man says he needs her for his own purposes. Don’t worry, though, he clarified she needs to be alive when she arrives.” And with that, a black S.U.V. pulled up. Mercury threw Lightning-Girl’s body in the back, then got in the passenger seat, and the car sped off.
When Lightning-Girl awoke, the first thing she noticed was how strained her arms were. They were tied to rope, hoisting her body into the air. Her boots had been removed, along with her gauntlets and gloves. She then noticed the cold air against her chest, and looked down to see both her boobs were out from her bloody and torn outfit.
“Hellooo..? Any body? Please, help me!”
“No one is her to help you, Lightning-Bitch.” Mercury stepped forward. “Can’t you see where we are?”
Lightning-Girl looked around at her surroundings. She was in some dimly lit warehouse. She began to freak out, trying to break free from the ropes.
Mercury just laughed as he stepped closer holding a device with two clamps. “You’ve been using electricity to stop us for years. Now, let’s see how you like.” He clamped down on Lightning-Girl’s small breasts, pinching her nipples.
“Oh god, please don’t. You’ve defeated me, isn’t that enough?”
Mercury just slowly began giving power to the device. Almost immediately, the young heroine’s body began convulsing in the air and she screamed out it pain. After a few seconds, Mercury turned the machine back off.
“I submit, I submit. Please, don’t torture me, I beg you.”
This didn’t stop Mercury from cranking the device higher than before. Again, Lightning-Girl’s screams echoed throughout the warehouse and she was shocked. Her feet kicked and twisted at weird angles. And, like before, the machine was turned off.
“I…I can’t take another one. Please, you can have my wallet, my money. I’ll give up being Lightning-Girl, just not another one.” This was hard for Ashley to admit, as being Lightning-Girl was the best thing in her life.
“You never cared about zapping us.”
“No, I would only do it to incapacitate you guys, I would never torture you. You guys were ba-“, she was cut off by the machine starting back up and giving her the highest voltage it could go. Lightning-Girl’s body began smoking from the heat, and she screamed for a few seconds before they just suddenly stopped. Mercury turned off the machine to look at his prisoner. She wasn’t moving this time, and he watched as her bladder gave out and she pissed herself, soaking her costume’s crotch, running down her legs, dripping off her feet and toes onto the floor below. Had he killed Lightning-Girl already?
“Shit…” Medcury muttered to himself as he lowered her still body onto the ground, “Viktor is gonna kill me next.” He unclamped the machine and pressed one ear against her left breast. “Phew.” It was faint and irregular, but the heroine’s heart was still beating for now.
It would take Lightning-Girl another four hours to awaken again. This time, her arms were tied behind her back, and her legs were bounded to a pair of chair legs she was sitting in. Her breasts were sore, and her nipples were a dark, black color. Mercury had essentially fried them off.
“Viktor has a very important job for you, Lightning-Bitch.”
“I’m begging you, no more. I’ve already told you I’ll quit stopping you guys. The Crimson Fists can do whatever they want with the city, and I’ll promise I’ll turn a blindeye from now on.”
“When I weighed you today, you were 135 pounds. That’s not gonna work for Viktor’s plan.”
“Huh, what does he want to do to me?”
Mercury again stepped forward with a new device. This one was a tub connected to a vat. “If you have to throw up, just let me know.”
He then tried to place the end of the tube into Lightning-Girl’s throat, but she refused to open her mouth.
“If you don’t let this happen, you aren’t gonna like what comes next.”
Lightning-Girl remained strong as she held her lips closed tightly.
“Very well.” Mercury picked up a crow bar that was laid beside him, and swung it at Lightning-Girl’s face. When it connected, her head was knocked to the side, as she spat out blood and few teeth. A gash was now along the side of her head. She began crying and screaming, as blood and tears ran down her face. This gave Mercury the chance to shove the tub down Lightning-Girl’s throat. The machine kicked on, and began depositing a gross paste down into her stomach. She slowly felt the paste fill her stomach up.
“Hmmmm….hmmmm!”, Lightning-Girl warned as Mercury took the tube out and took a step back. Lightning-Girl then projectile vomited most of the paste back up onto the floor, her feet and lap, and chin. She started to shake her head no, but remembering what happened last time she resisted let the torture continue.
This time, a lot more paste was able to enter stomach, and she started to see visible signs of her tummy expanding with pressure. It wasn’t long, though, before the paste became too much again and she threw up once more. Her tummy flattened back out again and she was relieved. But this was from over. This cycle continued more and more. Each time her belly would hold more paste, and she would stop vomiting out as much. She could tell her belly was holding in more paste. After about 45 minutes, she was exhausted. Lightning-Girl’s poor tummy had never been this bloated before. She remembered her sister’s pregnancy, and noted she looked 5 weeks pregnant.
Mercury walked out of the room exclaiming that he’d be back tomorrow. Lightning-Girl didn’t get any relief, however, as her tummy was hurting. She had been on a very strict diet lately, and this paste was not mixing well with her stomach. Fortunately, she was able to lean forward and squeeze some farts out to relieve some pressure. Her tummy wasn’t completely empty, but it was enough to fall asleep for the night.
This was only the beginning for Lightning-Girl, as the process continued for the next few days. Only each day, the process would last longer and longer. By day three, it was up too a three hour feeding period. It had already been an hour before she thrown up anything and Lightning-Girl’s tummy was so full, she was about to pop. She looked, ten weeks pregnant, and she could feel the extra weight. Mercury untied her and walked her down to a scale. On the way there, Lightning-Girl had realized how bloated she was, as her tummy hung it hurt to have such a belly. She stepped up onto the machine, and read the numbers. She started crying as ‘one hundred sixty’ popped up big and red. This was new to her, Lightning-Girl had always been skinny, and even though she knew she wasn’t fat, she could tell she would now be considered chubby. She was again tied back down to the chair and left alone for the night.
Lightning-Girl leaned forward to do her nightly routine of easing pressure by pushing out a few farts, but after a few days of being captured, the urge to poop had finally hit her. Lightning-Girl almost immediately shot back up to try and hold it in until morning, but there was no use. After a few farts escaped, her butthole slowly lost the battle and she pooped herself. Not only did it smell awful, but she soon started chafing too. It was a long night for the disgraced heroine.
One the fourth day of being held captive, Mercury finally showed back up, this time without a feeding tube. He was on a video call with someone Lightning-Girl couldn’t see.
“Her she is. I told you I fattened her up for you.” Mercury told the person on the other end.
“She’s still as beautiful as ever, Mercury. She’s going to work perfect for this.” Whoever was seeing this was right, as bad of a condition she was in, she was still beautiful. She was still heavily bloated, her small boobs had been mutilated, and she was covered in her own shit, piss and vomit. And yet, she was still super pretty. “Mercury, you’ve brought her here, you’ve taken care of her, I want you to do it.”
“Oh shit, Viktor are you serious.” Lightning-Girl winced, now that she knew who Mercury was talking to.
“Yes, I’ll be over shortly to bring you what you’ll need, then you can perform what needs to be done.”
This put Mercury in such a good mood, that he untied the ropes and let Lightning-Girl free. There’s a shower in that corner, rinse off. He then left her alone for some privacy.
Even though were no soap, she was glad to get rinse off what she could. She even rinsed some of her costume from dried vomit and poop. She looked down and noticed she couldn’t even see her own crotch anymore because of her tummy getting in the way. Once she was finished, she put the wet costume back on. It wasn’t enough to get all of it off, but most of the grime was gone. She got dressed and waited.
Soon, Mercury reappeared holding a blue cup. “To you, Lightning-Bitch!” ‘as he drank the liquid inside.
He walked over to Lightning-Girl, and she took a few steps back. Mercury grabbed her wrist, quickly and pulled her over to some chains on the floor. She was locked up good, afraid of what was coming next.
“Before we begin, let’s see who Lightning-Bitch really is.”
“No, no please. You can’t. That’s my secret identity.”
Mercury didn’t care as he pulled off the mask, revealing the beautiful girl underneath. “HOLY SHIT!! Fucking Ashley Lane.”
Ashley started pouting after letting her mask get taken off, “How do you know who I am?”
“Because you were the sweetest girl ever in High School. You don’t recognize me, I’ve grown up a bit. My real name was James Denver.”
“James!” Ashley now had an in with him, and she was going to use whatever it took to escape. “Please let me go, I was always nice to you. I don’t deserve this, I’m supposed to be a heroine.”
“Ashley, it’s nothing personal. I just can’t let you go before doing what Viktor needs done.” He said as then started ripping the costume down further, slowly revealing Ashley’s beautiful crotch.
“God, James please stop! What are you doing?”
He stood up and took of his own pants. A big, erect cock stood up rock hard. It must have been 8 inches.
“Oh god no…please that will tear me up. My tight vagina has never had anything that big in it.” Ashley was only ever used to Kane’s four inch penis. This was double her boyfriend’s little cock.
This didn’t stop Mercury from applying a thick coating of lube along his massive cock, and kneeling beside Ashley. Tears were running down her face as she prepared for the worst.
His cock slowly pushed its way deeper into Ashley’s pussy. She was right, it was tight. He began thrusting his cock into her walls. Ashley, meanwhile, started moaning. She hated every minute of this, and yet, her pussy had never felt so good. She truly wanted him to stop, though, as all she thought about was her sweet boyfriend.
She fought off how good she felt. But, after fifthteen minutes of pumping, Ashley finally gave in to her desires. Her eyes rolled back as the muscles in her pussy tightened around Mercury’s massive cock as she began to orgasm.
He smiled at the ashamed heroine, and finally came himself. Ashley cried out in resistance, but it was too late. Her pussy was being filled with so much cum.
“I…I hate you. My boyfriend should have been the one impregnating me, not some criminal.”
“Don’t worry, that’s what the drug is for. You see, Viktor wanted his own Lightning-Bitch. He designed a serum that would make his cum bring all of the power, he just wanted to make sure it looked just like you. He let me do the honor. Also, don’t worry about this taking nine months. We only need your body for three days. If this worked, the baby will grow incredibly fast, and actually have powers instead of relying on cheap tech. Now, let’s get you fed, you’ll need all the strength you can get.”
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It had been two days since Ashley was impregnated by one of her arch-nemesis. She had been sitting in the same chair for days, being fed the same paste. She was covered in her own shirt and piss, her belly was full with a baby and yet, she was still gorgeous looking.
Her thoughts have since turned dark, knowing no one was coming to save her. She knew she would die in that building, and no one would find her. For hours, these thoughts kept her up. She didn’t get an ounce of sleep that night.
When day three finally arrived, she knew this was it. After they were done using her, they would kill her. Mercury walked in, whistling. He was in a happy mood.
“How are we feeling, Mom?” He joked with Ashley. She bursted out into tears, trying pathetically to pull on her rope. Just then, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. This soon started to spread down to her crotch. She began screaming in pain.
“Calm down, your cervix is gonna diolate. This usually takes hours but yours is happening in seconds.”
“What the hell?? I can’t do this, I’m going to die.”
“You’re not, just breathe and get ready to push.”
Ashley was laid flat on her back as she spread her legs open. The baby’s head had already started to push through her vagina. She took another breath and pushed. Without any pain medication, this hurt like hell. Blood started coming out, and she pooped herself, again.
Just then, it all felt normal. There was still pain, but there was relief. Ashley laid her head back as she heard her baby crying. Unfortunately, a deep voice soon echoed out through the air.
“Kill that Lightning-Bitch, now that we have her daughter.” A tall, well-dressed man walked up behind Mercury. “And what is the putrid smell?”
“No, wait please! I’m begging you, let me hold my baby just once.” Ashley’s face was dripping with tears.
“Take the child out of her, Mercury.” Mercury followed Viktor’s orders as he turned and walked out. He still heard Ashley sobbing, begging Viktor not to do this. He turned and saw Viktor’s boot raised above Ashley’s head. He turned back before he heard a loud, wet thud. There was silence for a bit, but he soon heard Ashley whimpering.
“You’re still alive after that? I’m impressed,” Viktor said coldly. “ too bad I have to gut you.”
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When’s Mrs. Lane opened her front door the next morning, she was horrified by what she saw. There was bloodied woman, crucified to her front porch. Spikes were driven through her hands. Her face looked cave in, with many teeth missing, and an eyeball hanging out of its socket. There was stained costume on her, although the front of her wasn’t covered. Her breasts were still charred and now peeling. Her tummy was sliced horizontally, and a few tube-looking guts were hanging out. Her pussy was also out in the open, dripping blood and pee. Her feet would sometimes twitch, showing what little signs of life there were.
When Mrs. Lane finally realized this tortured woman was her daughter, she ran over and began holding and cradling her while sobbing. She held the nearly dead Lightning-Girl until the ambulance arrived.