Supergirl lay on the field watching as the gang walked away from her, leaving her to her fate. The boys all grouped around Celia, who loved her new fame thanks to Supergirl’s costume that drooped on her smallish body. Supergirl pulled at the bounds that strapped her to the ground, trying to break free.
‘I’ve got to break free…I cant be discovered like this...nnnnggg’
She pulled, but the teenagers had done to well a job tying her, she sighed, her mouth still stuffed with the gang’s panties. She wondered what the morning paper would say when it was discovered Supergirl had been beaten in a washroom by a gang of teenage girls.
‘No!…I have…nnggg…to escape….’ She struggled, pulling at the ropes that held her to the ground,…..Suddenly she saw someone. A man in a blue uniform moved closer….it was the grounds keeper.
The old man was smiling, his wrinkled face stretched as he approached her.
“In a bit of trouble eh?” He stood over her smiling, looking her over. “you kids are always playing jokes on each other, hehe. Got you all tied up do they?”
“Mmmfff!!!” Supergirl pleaded with her eyes.
“What’s that? Panties on your face, haha. You must have really pissed them off, haha.” He laughed as she blushed beneath the mask, a sense of shame and anger mixed inside her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll cut you free. The game will be starting soon, you’re lucky I got here early, hehe. Just imagine if the football team had caught you like this, hehe.” The man pulled a small knife from his pocket. He smiled broadly at the tied Supergirl. “You’re quite big for a student, very…um…nice.” His eyes fell down on the tight short skirt that lifted high on Supergirl’s legs, her triangle of red satin mound peeked out as the old man swallowed hard.
Supergirl watched as he kneeled close to her, he was surveying her in the tight uniform, glancing up her skirt as he pulled at the rope around her ankle.
“Now be still…..and I’ll cut you loose.” The man smiled, his hand fell down on her knee, still looking between her legs at her tender clit, he touched her, feeling her smooth skin, sliding his hand up between her thigh.
‘Unnnggg…what is he doing?’ Shivers of disgust went up her spine, she felt helpless to stop the old man. He was taking advantage of her.
“Keep still now sweetheart….or I wont untie you.” The old man joked. He looked at the seemingly tender schoolgirl and slowly cut one of her legs free. Supergirl breath a sigh of relief, but the old man was moving slowly, he was enjoying feeling her as he released her, his hands fell on her other leg, moving down it, admiring the curves of her calves and the soft smooth touch of her skin. He had one hand cutting the ropes as the other slipped up high on her thigh again, this time his fingers touching her panties.
“Mmmmffff!!!”
‘Oh! Dirty pervert!….he’s molesting me….nnggg….have to endure it just until he unties my wrist….”
“There now, “ he cut her other foot free, turning his attention back to her. “those girls that tied you up are so mean, they think they run this school…they’re bad news. You’d better stay away from them….nice girl like you…..”
‘OH! What kind of rescue is this!’ She felt him cupping her mound, the man looked at her as if he had no idea what his other hand was doing. She felt his feeble touch on her, exploring her, feeling her warm spot between her legs.
“MMmffff!! MMMFFfFF!!!” Supergirl was helpless to stop the pervert, she pulled at the ropes as if to tell him to hurry.
“Oh don’t worry girlie, “
‘Oh Gawd !!’ She could feel him inside her panties, groping at her. She squirmed to get away.
“if you want to be free, you’ll keep this between us…..unless you want everyone of your classmates to know you were in this position.” He felt her up, stroking her super pussy. “mmm…young and fresh…..”
‘Oh…fucking pervert!….Just have to bear his advances a little while longer….how dare he take advantage of these girls….ummmmm’ She bit down on the panties in her mouth, her eyes closed with disgust, she couldn’t bare the thought of this old fiends touch. Her pelvis rocked away from him, but she could barely move, his fingers continued to probe her father down inside her panties.
“Maybe I should take these off your face first?”
“MMMMFFFFnnnooo!!!!” She turned her face away.
“Hehe…don’t want me to see, eh.” He slid his hand away from her clit and cupped the bottom of her breast. Running his hands over the small shirt that strained over Supergirl’s large tits.
“You’ve got some nice tits for a student…mmmm…very nice….maybe I should loosen this, I don’t want you uncomfortable.” He undid the top button on her shirt and then the next, giving him a good look at her ample cleavage. Supergirl’s breast heaved forward under the too small shirt to his delight, her round tan tits just barely covered by the remains of the shirt.
‘Unnnggg….get your hands off me!….He’s not going to untie me…not until he’s had his way with me….I have to do something…have to think of something….ooohh!!”
“Mmmm…you like that? Yeah I bet you do….what did you do for those girls to tie you up like this? Sleep with one of there boyfriends? Haha…” The old man continued to fondle her, pushing her breast together and back again, feeling her nipples rise beneath the uniform. “Yeah those girls are bad news.”
Supergirl rubbed her legs together sensuously; she arched her body a bit more, shamefully offering her breast to him, seducing him.
“Mmmmmm….mmmmmmmm……” She moaned through the gag, her eyes batting at the man, looking at him longingly.
“W-What ? You like this don’t you?”
“Ummmhhhmmmm…” She nodded, her body grinding slowly below him.
“Oh…oh my…” The man gulped. “M-Maybe you’d like to come to my office with me ?”
“Ummmmhhhmmm…ooooohhhhhh…..” She nodded again, staring at him hotly.
‘I feel so dirty doing this…but I have to trick him …..just untie me.’ Shamefully she imitated the motions she had seen AV girls doing.
“Oh…um…” The man became giddy. “Let me cut you loose…we can pull down the shades and lock the door.” He said excitingly, his hands began to tremble as he pulled his knife back out, working on the ropes that held her wrist.
“Mmmmmmmm…..” Supergirl moaned sexually again, she rotated her hips slowly, suggestively. Her pleading eyes looking at him.
‘Unnngg…I hate this, but got to keep this up until he releases me…..seducing this pervert….its too easy…”
“There!” The man cut one of her wrist loose and started on the other looking at Supergirl’s tight body below him, trying to hurry. His eyes wide with excitement, stumbling over to her other wrist.
Supergirl watched him as her last hand was free, she pushed him aside and got to her feet quickly.
“Wait…where you going ?”
Supergirl pulled the panties off her face, pulling out the gag and yelled behind her.
“Be glad I don’t bring you up on charges…if you do this again…you will be sorry.” She hurried off, not daring to turn around for fear he may recognize her. As she did someone else was watching her. One of the girls from the gang spotted her as Supergirl ran to the nearest building. The girl watched, carefully following behind her.
Supergirl was trying to be careful not to be seen, she sneaked across the field to a nearby building. Looking around the corner she could see a group of people talking.
‘Oh no, it’s the Chief.’ She looked at the Chief of Police and some of his men talking.
“Chief, “ A woman rushed up to him with a dress bag over her shoulder. “I cant find Supergirl. She must have left already, I don’t think she needed her spare costume.”
“Yeah, I guess she must have pieced that skirt together somehow. Just leave it in the car, I’ve got some things to finish up and we’ll be out of here.”
Supergirl watched as the girl hung the wardrobe in the back of her car and followed the Chief up the walk.
Slowly she crept up to the car, careful that no one could see her.
“Please be unlock….oh thank heavens!” She opened the door and withdrew her costume. She quickly ran inside the nearest building, dodging people until she spotted a door with the sign ‘Teacher’s lounge’. Supergirl turned away quickly as a group of people came out, one of the teachers called after her.
“You there….shouldn’t you be in class?”
Supergirl shook her head ‘Yes’, not daring to turn around, she hid the costume in front of her hoping the woman would go away.
“Then hurry along…” the teacher stopped to look at her better. “er…and have your parents buy you a new uniform….that one is barely proper!”
Supergirl shook her head ‘Yes’ again as the woman walked away. Carefully she slipped inside the lounge.
‘Oh thank goodness’ She sighed as she entered the showers hanging her costume on a nearby hook.
The girl had followed her. She peeped inside the room, she saw Supergirl in one of the showers.
.“I have to tell Celia!” She whispered and crept away.
Meanwhile……
Celia and her gang were walking, still laughing about how they defeated Supergirl.
“Go ahead and I’ll catch up with you guys, I need a cig.” The young girl pulled out a pack of cigarettes as she waved back to her friends. She pulled one from the pack and lit it, taking a small drag as Supergirl’s cape flapped around her back.
“You’re very young to be smoking”
“Who said that?!?” She turned around suddenly looking for someone but saw nothing.
“I did.” The voice came again as the cigarette mysteriously floated away from her lips. She watched shocked as it hover infront of her and the tip became red hot. A cloud of smoke streamed down into invisible lungs, giving her a view of his insides.
“Y-Your that villain everyone’s looking for.”
“That’s right, “ the man blew out the cloud. “I’ve been watching you, and I admire the way you handled Supergirl.”
“Really ?” She smiled.
“Oh yes,” She watched the cigarette move in front of her. “…but you don’t fill out her costume very well.”
“I’m still growing, she’s mature.” The girl became angry at the though of her body compared to Supergirl’s. She looked down at the sagging top where Supergirl’s large tits had been and pulled it tighter against her small ones.
“I think I can help you with that. You see, as I experimented my invisibility, there were several trials and errors.” He circled around her. “One of which yelled a strange type of compound, very clear, liquid….almost like a pure water. Do you see that puddle at your feet ?”
Celia looked down, behind her was a small puddle of water.
“Yeah….oh!!” He pushed her down into the water. The girl splashed in it confused.
“Hey what’s the idea?” She began to become angry until she suddenly realized the water was attaching itself to her, drawing itself up her legs and waist.
“What’s going on?” She sounded scared as the liquid began to cover her.
“Just give it a chance, my girl.”
The water like substance covered her, she watched as suddenly her legs were long and smooth, her waist taper and curved, her small breast grew, filling the top and expanding it, larger than Supergirl’s. The liquid covered her face, making her lips soft and full, giving her the exact appearance of the famous heroine.
“Wow!” she smiled excitedly, looking herself over. The costume was clean and bright, her body was firm and sensuous, she had become Supergirl!
“Celia! …Celia!…” Her gang came running and then came to an sudden stop as they caught the first site of her. The boy’s mouth fell open watching her beautiful body in the short skirt and tight costume, they almost immediately felt themselves become excited.
“Its alright…its me…” she reassured them. She looked like Supergirl….but it was still Celia’s voice.
The gang smiled, looking at her amazed.
“Its Supergirl….” Natasha said. “she escaped….I think she’s coming to look for us.”
“Good, but we’ll get her first!” Celia ran her hands over her new body, caressing her figure. “There can only be one Supergirl!”
Supergirl had just exited the shower, she was feeling much better; she unzipped the case holding her spare costume. Slipping on her panties, the smooth red silk ones that she wore always made her feel so sexy and comfortable as they hugged her body, clinging to her, making a soft silk mound in the front; she then slipped on the familiar blue top with her proud ‘S’; she thought for a moment of Celia and the girls and how they had ripped her costume away from her. She stretched the top, her firm breast tight against it, she felt herself again, her body was being re-energized. The warm shower had done wonders for her. She pulled the cape out and tied it on, she could feel her powers returning as she dressed.
“I’m going to capture that invisible fiend, he’s the one who caused all of this.” She slipped on her miniskirt next, sliding it up her body, just above her long legs, the short sarong barely cut off at the top of her thighs.
“But first I’m going to find those girls and have them punished.” She snapped the yellow belt around her, “how dare they do that to me…..Supergirl!” Finally she slipped on her red leather boots, the zipper on the inside of her legs pulled the leather tight to her calves, taking on the shape of her curvaceous legs. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror, she had never been so happy to be back in her costume. She twirled admiring herself, and then pleased that everything was in place she left the lounge.
Outside she looked around the hallways.
‘I have to find someone that knows the leader…what was her name ? Celia, that’s it! She can’t be too hard to find in my costume.” Supergirl saw a young girl pass by the doors just outside the building. She quickly hurried after her. Outside she glanced around but the girl had disappeared, there were only high shrubs around the side of the building.
“Oh my Gawd!!! Supergirl!!!!”
She turned around to see the young schoolgirl awestruck, standing in her uniform with her mouth agape. She was smiling and giddy, her eyes wide with delight and admiration.
“Supergirl!! Its you?...Its really you??”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Oh my Gawd,” the girl squealed, “I’m your biggest fan!! I cant believe it really is you.”
“Well thank you, um…”
“Amanda, Wow!!!” She clasped her hands together to her chest smiling broadly.
“Amanda,” Supergirl smiled back at her, she flipped her hair back and struck her power pose. “I was wondering could you help me, I’m looking for a girl….”
“Oh anything for you Supergirl,” the girl jumped in, “but first, please can I have your autograph?” The girl pulled a small tablet from her purse, she looked at the heroine pleadingly, holding out the items to her. “My friends will never believe I met, please Supergirl, P-L-E-A-S E?”
Supergirl’s lips curled into a smile, she was so flattered. How could she say no.
“Sure, just remember to stay in school and work hard.” She took the tablet from the girl.
“Oh thank you Supergirl. Thank you. Wait I have a pen right here.” The girl reached back in her purse an pulled a large looking pen handing it to Supergirl.
“Oops!” The pen fell out of her hand and onto the ground. “I’ll get it!”
The schoolgirl bent down to pick up the pen, a gullible Supergirl stood over her waiting. The schoolgirl took hold of the pen, flipping a switch on it, the pen began to buzz and vibrate. She smiled, taking a peek upward, underneath the unsuspecting Supergirl’s skirt. She eyed the heroine’s soft clitoris, picking her target. Quickly before Supergirl could guess what was happening the girl jumped on her, pushing the vibrator deep into her pussy.
“Gotcha, hero!”
“What? Ohhhhhh!!!!!!” Supergirl double over in pain as the pen was pushed inside her, she fell to her knees reaching for the strange object as Amanda quickly reached inside her purse again.
“Haha, surprise Supergirl !” She laughed as she pulled a small can of spray and unloaded it into Supergirl’s eyes.
“Aaaaiiiiii!!!!!…” The blinded heroine put her hands up trying to block the spraying liquid, but it was too late. Her eyes were stinging as the vibrator still roared in her pussy.
“What have you done to me!” She reached out wildly, trying to open her eyes but could see nothing, she felt the girl’s arm reaching toward her again….it was too late the girl had gotten her hand back between Supergirl’s legs.
She took hold of the pen pushing the satin material inside the heroine’s soft walls finally tearing the material away leaving a gaping hold where the vibrator buzzed madly.
“ OOOOHHHHH!!!! MMMMMMNNNNGGGGG…”
Suddenly the gang sprang from the bushes behind her, all of them taking hold of Supergirl’s arms, pinning her on her knees.
“OOOhhmmmmm….it’s a trap!” The heroine tried to see them but the images were fading fast.
“That’s right Supergirl!” the schoolgirl who had tricked her laughed.
“MMMMmmmm…nnnnoooo…..Oohhhhhhh…” Supergirl struggled against the combined strength of the gang, she grimaced as the vibrator sent shockwaves of pleasure through her as she struggled on her knees, she felt the smooth object tingling her tender lips. Her struggles just accenting the effect, causing the vibrator to press against her lower part and then as she struggled it slide upward, tingling her quickly moistening split. The heroine tried desperately to wipe the strange mist from her eyes but the gang forced her hands behind her back. They pushed her wrist together, bending her backwards, her breast pointing skyward, bending her farther back, her body stretched, her back arched, pushing her luscious tits upwards, her nipples hard and piercing through her satin costume, exposing her erotic feelings as the pen inside her now torn panties began to make her wet with her own juices.
“Haha, I’m your biggest fan Supergirl.” The teenager laughed in her face. “You so stupid, you didn’t even recognize me.”
“OOHHHMMMMMM…mmmmmmmmm…..” Supergirl suddenly realized the girl had been one of the ones in the washroom. How could she have been so naive.
‘No…mmmmnnngggg…c-cant concentrate…goddess…” She bit her lip trying to fight the mounting pleasure inside. “…let g-go of me!” Her clit was getting wet, her body hot and sweaty, she was becoming weak.
“get the rope!”
“yeah, lets tie her up.”
“tie Supergirl up, haha.”
Supergirl’s hip buckled as she was being brought to climax, the gang crossed her wrist, taking advantage of her sexual weakening. She felt them slip the soft cord over her hands, slipping the knot tight, pulling it tight around her hands.
“Mmmm…OOOOOHHHHH…mmmmmm” She moaned, unable to stop them as they captured her, they pulled her hands higher up her back forcing her to arch higher. Her clit had become wet and slick, they bent her like a crab. Behind her back they continued to tie her up; wrapping the rope around her wrist several times, tying it off.
“we got her.”
“she’s not going anywhere.” She heard one say….and they were right. She felt the tight bonds around her hands, she pulled against the ropes, she couldn’t escape them!
“OOOOHHHHHH….OOOOHHHHH….” the sense of helplessness and over powering washed over her as her body tightened. Her lips quivered as the vibrator whirled just outside the hole in her torn panties.
Somewhere inside her she was secretly hot with the excitement of being captured and tortured by the teens, of them tying her helplessly and forcing her to orgasm in front of them. Unable to see, she pictured her body, frog tied, her tits at their command, her pussy hot and wet, tingling sensations causing her to jerk madly, bent backwards for their enjoyment. Her mouth open, beaded with hot breath as inside her body was on fire, every struggled she made caused the vibrator to assault her tender clit, sending her reeling in new waves of pleasure. She hated these feelings, they made her vulnerable and powerless, but they excited her as well, how could they have capture her? She was a superheroine. How did they discover her weakness ?
She felt several of there small hands circling her defenseless tits, they were exploring her, feeling breast probably for the first time. She shivered as they kneaded her responsive breast, building inside her.
“Mmmmm…..mmmmmnnnn…”
“You like my pen Supergirl? It comes in very handy when I get bored in class,” the girl giggled.
‘what did that cunt do to me?’ She thought squirming in blind pleasure, her legs quivering, she heard them talking over her.
“what are we going to do with her?”
“take her to see Celia, get her on her feet.”
They picked Supergirl up, the pen still inserted in her beneath the skirt.
“walk bitch!” they pushed her.
Supergirl stumbled forward, her hands still bound behind her, blind and fighting the ongoing assault on her pussy. She moved forward slowly, unaware of her surroundings.
“Go, inside!” they pushed her again.
She stumbled through the doors and inside the school. Students crowding the hallways stopped to look at the capture heroine. Amazed as they forced her to walk, pushing her from side to side.
“Move!” The gang behind her shoved her forward, parading her, their prisoner, in front of the other students, while secretly beneath her skirt the vibrator still peeked out of her, weakening her further. The mighty Supergirl, her hands tied behind her, stumbling through the halls at the mercy of the gang behind her. She wobbled hopelessly from side to side, trying to feel her way down the hall until she was pushed again by the bullies. Curious students, awed with disbelief, began to follow. They watched as Supergirl was forced down a long hallway and into one of the classrooms.
“Well this is the imposter.”
Supergirl heard the familiar voice of Celia. She strained to look, but her vision was blurred and distorted. She blinked, trying to make out the shapes. She saw another Supergirl, waiting inside.
“She’s a fake, I’m the Real Supergirl!”
Supergirl saw the girl, her face was the same as her own! But her body was firmer, sexier. Her shapely legs ran all the way up to her micro skirt that tapered just shy of her tempting clit, she was more desirable than the real Supergirl, and it showed as the other students gasped when they saw her. The boy’s eyes took in her entire form as the blood rushed through there bodies causing small bulges in there pants. Celia saw this and smiled, she ignored them at first.
Walking over to the bound superheroine, the fake looked her over.
“this isn’t the real Supergirl, just look at her.” She pushed her breast against Supergirl’s. Her breast had become larger and perky, pushing down on the smaller real Supergirl’s tits. The students looked as the fake’s breast were much larger, fuller.
The fake laughed, “Her tits are too small to be me. Supergirl isn’t that tiny, haha.”
The students began to laugh, they couldn’t deny that the fake was much sexier than the other Supergirl.
“That is the real Supergirl.”
“Supergirl’s tits ARE bigger than this fake” A voice behind the bound hero shouted.
“No…I’m the real Supergirl!”
“Haha, Supergirl’s not some slut like you, she’s gorgeous like her. That’s the real Supergirl”
“How dare you call yourself Supergirl.”
“I am Supergirl!” The heroine shouted over the boos of the students, “then lets have a fight to prove it….I am Supergirl!”
“A fight! A fight!” The students shouted as they took hold of the still tied up Supergirl and pushed her to the center of the room. The fake saw her chance, she smiled and punched Supergirl below the belt sending the vibrator deeper into the heroine’s clit.
“AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiii” She screamed as the plastic dick pushed deeper into her wet pussy, its thick shaft filling her sensuous gap. She then grabbed the whimpering heroine in a bear hug, crushing the reeling Supergirl in her arms.
Supergirl strained to look at the girl, her face was strange, she could feel something cold and wet seeping from the girl’s body onto hers.
“Oh I’m sorry…I forgot to untie you, haha.” She laughed slyly releasing her grip on Supergirl. “Untie her, I will beat her anyway.”
The gang pulled the rope away from Supergirl, releasing her in the middle of the circle of students.
‘Mmmm…vibrator is still….mmmmm….cant remove it in front of them…..I have to fight with it…mmnnngg.’
Supergirl rubbed her eyes, her vision was coming back, she could see much better. She looked at her double across from her.
“You may look like me. You may dress like me, but I d-doubt if you have my powers….so I’m going to make this short and sweet.” She struck out at the fake. A rounding punch that missed.
“Wha?” She tried again but the fake ducked, again and the fake did an incredible move to avoid her….it was like some invisible force was helping her.
‘mmmnnnfggggg…got to end it quickly…..’ Supergirl was tiring, the vibrator between her legs was massaging her mound unmercifully, it had gone on non stop. Her juices dripped down her inner thigh, her clitoris was tingling, the object inside her was ticking her deepest most sensitive areas, each time she missed her body shuttered as the dildo moved in her mound, tickling her lips, building her to climax faster and faster, it was sloshing on her love juices.
She missed again, her heart raced as she felt hot inside, her nipples were erect and excited her each time they rubbed against the silky material of her top. Her mound was hot with her own wetness.
‘ooohhhhhh..mmmmnnngg….vibrator is doing me in…..so hot…mmmmnngg…I want to cum…want to cumm…….mmmmmm”
Again she missed with a punch, the fake smiled wildly, she knew Supergirl had been neutralized using her own pussy. The superheroine shuttered, her mound was on fire, her wetness was running free, she couldn’t control herself much longer, it was welling inside her, like a dam about to explode. Her passions building inside her, she couldn’t maintain it much longer in front of the crowd of students…….suddenly she felt the back of her skirt against her leg. It was cold and wet, dripping from the bottom of her skirt. She looked confused at it, just then the fake attacked.
Two of her gang grabbed the weak and flustered Supergirl. They each grabbed her arm, holding her wide, making her an easy target for Celia. The girls stretched her arms out as the whirling dick was bringing Supergirl closer to full climax. They held her tight, stretching her out for Celia to have her way with her.
‘ummmnngg…got to break free…ooohhhh….” She pulled one way then the next, trying to get free.
Supergirl gathered the remains of her strength and with one big push she shoved the girls away hard….but something happened.
The vibrator slipped from her clit, it fell from beneath her skirt, in full view of all the students. It landed below her skirt, buzzing, slick with her heroine cum. The students gasped, watching the sex toy humming at her feet. Supergirl looked down shocked.
“Eeeekkkk!!!” one girl squealed. The students mouths dropped opened, stunned and amazed, some of them recoiled from the strange object as it rattled on the floor.
Her face turned red, a weight of shame covered her. How could she hide this? She was stunned, her climactic feelings still running hot inside her as a cold shiver ran up her spine, she couldn’t focus on anything but the device below her.
Just then the fake easily pushed the stunned Supergirl backwards, she landed hard on her bottom, her skirt flipped open for a moment, revealing her mutilated panties, her dark pubic hair peeking out of the ripped hole.
The students stopped, looking at one another. They couldn’t believe what they had just seen.
“Did she have a hole in her panties?” they whispered.
“Is that where the vibrator fell from ?”
“she had it inside her, that’s how she was masturbating!”
Supergirl gasped listening to the whispers, there eyes all on her.
“she was using the pen to play with herself.”
“a hole? The real supergirl would never have a hole in her panties, she’s a fake!”
“She’s some fake slut, pretending to be Supergirl…did you see how the real one pushed her over and discovered her?”
Supergirl sneered she was getting angry, she turned and looked at the two boys who made the last comment. Quickly getting to her feet she grabbed them by there shirts, lifting each one off there feet in either hand.
“Listen, I am Supergirl!” She said angrily, but something else was happening. The liquid from Celia’s body was gathering on her skirt making it wet. The strange water drew up under her skirt, shaping into a long slick dildo; shaping itself until it was at the tip of her mound. Supergirl’s mouth fell open, her eyes wide with shock as the liquid dick penetrated her.
“Oohhhhhhmmmmgggg…” she tried to compose herself as the liquid dildo filled her pussy. Pushing itself inside her sugary walls, sliding in and out, stroking her mound, sliding easily on her super juices. It was hard and smooth, she could feel it fill every inch of her. The monster slipped inside her, and then back out again, her clit grew hot again, dripping wet, her legs buckled, shaking. She instantly dropped the two boys to the ground, her body quivering. She couldn’t take it, the liquid dildo was pushing her close to orgasm, it was huge, parting her soft lips, filling her insides, driving itself hard into her susceptible mound.
‘Ohhhmmmmm….nnngggg…have to…..oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…’
The students watched stunned as she reached under her skirt, Supergirl took hold of the liquid dick, sliding it out of her. The liquid resisted, trying to pull itself back in her.
“Oohhh…Ummmmm……” she moaned.
Finally she pulled it free of her, the students looked on horrified as Supergirl’s hand came from under her skirt, the liquid had melted in her hands. All she had was a hand full of water that looked like her own juices.
“Oh My God!” The students mouths dropped open. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing. How could this be Supergirl ? Digging in herself ? Pulling her own juices out and showing everyone?
One of the boys at her feet, grabbed the vibrating pen.
“You slut! I bet you like this!” He slammed the pen under her skirt again, getting a fleeting glance at what he thought was a hole in her panties.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….” Supergirl screamed. The fake caught her from behind as the vibrator again assaulted her pussy. Celia pulled her backwards by her hair and dragged her to the center of the room.
“Stop it slut.” She scolded Supergirl. “we know you are wet, “you’re just some slut who has stolen my costume. She pushed the princess of power backwards sending her falling to the floor.
Celia immediately lifted her finger, as if giving a signal to someone, she whispered. “…get her…”
Supergirl fell backwards, her bottom falling hard on the floor, her legs high and suspended…as if by magic, she was spread open. The pen fell out below her, she suddenly felt her legs dangling, suspended.
‘Oh god someone is on top of me!’
It was the invisible villain, he had jumped on her before she could get up again. He was on top of her, his body between her legs, pinning he superheroine to the floor. She could feel his naked body on hers.
“Oh my god……” She knew she was in trouble.
His hard hot shaft was just outside her pussy lips, slowly he slipped inside her. The room watched as her mound opened to take his invisible dick. He slid inside of her and then back again, pumping his cock in her. She could feel his hot breath blowing on her slender neck, his nose in her hair. His hips rocking with hers, stroking in her, his hot cock being swallowed by her wet mound. The students looked on at her, confused at the wiggling superheroine, she was buckling and moaning in front of them…what was she doing ? They watched her in all directions, her wide open pussy, her wet mound, hips gliding in air.
The invisible man, unnoticed, pushed the vibrator between her ass, whirling and buzzing.
“OOOHHHH….OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” She moaned as he continued to fill her pussy, slamming in her, forcing her to enjoy the sex. He lifted her legs, doubling his stroke, moving easily in her juices.
“MMMMMmMMMM…OOOOOOHHH….OOOOOOOHHHHHH…..” Supergirl whimpered, she had never been fucked this hard before. She could feel herself welling inside, her body was alive, she was building towards climax. She looked up. She could see the fake smiling down at her, her plan was a success. Supergirl lay at her feet being fucked, displayed for the entire school and students to see. They knew she was a slut, she was about to be made to cum in front of everyone.
“OOOOHHHHHHH……MMMMMMMMOOOOOHHHHH….” She was so hot, her body weak and tingling, her muscles tensing and throbbing. The villains cock showed no mercy to her, the friction was maddening, the vibrator tickled her ass, vibrating just outside her anus, both holes were being filled. He was using her, masterfully brining her to climax, sweat rolled down her body.
‘Hot…oh god so hot….mmmm…cant stand it any longer…’
“OOHHHH!!!…OOOOHHHHH!!!”
He was pounding deep in her, long deliberate strokes, her mound and thighs covered in her own shiny slick juices.
‘Ooohhhh….mmmmm….goodddd….another and I’m finished….OOOhhhhh…’
“OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Her body jerked then stiffened around his cock, she had surrendered. Her cum poured out of her to the students shock and horror. Supergirl gasped, her body relaxed and limp. Her head fell to the side, as the thought of her defeat was realized.
The students stared at her, her ripped panties, wet and soaking, her slick pubic hair peeking from out the hole, the buzz of the vibrator somewhere underneath her. They were shocked and appalled at this woman. How dare she claim to be Supergirl!
The fake reached down at the exhausted heroine. She took hold of Supergirl’s hair again, forcing her to her feet. Supergirl wobbled, barely able to stand as the fake presented her to the entire room. More of the liquid seeped from her to Supergirl unnoticed. The fake took a victory stance, she looked out at the students smiling.
“We will let God judge who is the real Supergirl.” The fake said holding up the superheroine by her hair. Supergirl wobbled on her heels, unable to properly stand. She looked up confused and dazed as her double smiled confidently.
Suddenly the students watched as dark spots of wetness appeared on her costume, covering her entirely. Her costume suddenly became wet, dripping with the thick liquid.
“W-What’s happening? What’s going on?” The fluid moved over her entire body, it looked as if she were covered in man juice. The liquid soaked her costume, moving under her skirt again, soaking her panties, weighing them with the heavy water like substance until her panties slipped off her, down her legs and landed with a ‘SPLAT!’ around her ankles.
Supergirl looked down in shock, her wet panties lay on her boots.
‘What was going on?’
Next her skirt sagged under the liquid, drooping heavily until it too slipped off her soaking wet body and fell at her ankles.
‘SPLAT…’
The gang and the students looked on awed as Supergirl’s dark pubic hair was exposed. Everyone got a good view of her dark triangle bush, the superheroine gasped in shock. She quickly reached down and grabbed her panties trying to pull them up, but the panties were wet and slippery, they wouldn’t stay on her, it was as if the size had increase just enough to allow them to fall. She held them up desperately, reaching for her skirt which also didn’t stay up, but she dared not release her panties again.
“Now.” The fake whispered, enjoying Supergirl’s attempts to hold up her drooping panties.
Without warning the liquid had changed, it became as acid on her top, chewing away at the material around her nipples. Supergirl’s erect nipples suddenly appeared in two small holes in her top. The strange liquid flowed from the holes, eating away at her costume, burning the holes around her nipple, gaping around her breast, exposing her.
“Maybe you’d like me to hold your panties and skirt,” an invisible voice whispered teasingly in her ear. “Because you don’t have anymore hands to cover your tits, hahaha.”
Supergirl looked at her exposed breast, hanging out in front of all, she didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t release her panties, she would be completely naked in mere minutes.
“Haha, as you can see Ladies and Gentlemen,” the fake addressed the crowd pointing to the hapless Supergirl. “I have to believe that you know she is not the real Supergirl, but a demon! You see her dirty juices flowing from her tits, I will take care of this pitiful demon, you all just go back to your classroom, I’ll handle her!
The students looked on shocked and a bit amused at the hapless heroine who was now sobbing, she was bright red and blushing as her sizable tits were now completely exposed, she tried to reach and cover them and her panties dropped again.
The crowd roared with laughter watching her comically trying to hold everything up, as the skirt now slipped down.
“Lets go, Supergirl can take care of her.”
The students filed out of the room, all of them going into the adjourning classrooms, the doors closing behind them.
“OOOHHHH…MMMMMMMM…OOOOHHHHHHH…”
Some of them stopped as they heard sexual moans coming from the room, strange moans and heavy breathing, like from an AV girl.
One of the students looked back, he tip toed to the closed door as everyone else went to their next classes. Quietly bending down, he put his eye next to the keyhole of the door.
“OOOOHHHHH….MMMMM….yyeesss…yyeeess…..”
Inside he could see Supergirl. She was bent over one of the desk and the boys were having there way with her. Her skirt raised, her panties pulled down and hanging between her outstretched legs. One boy was slamming her from behind and she was loving it, he was rocking her forward, her tits seized and fondled by the other boys as they bounced with every stroke.
He looked to her left. There was the other Supergirl. Her top still burned open exposing her round tits, only the large ‘S’ remained on her chest. She had been tied up again, her hands bound behind her, tied to her booted ankles as she lay hog tied in front of several of the gang. Her ankles crossed and bound behind her, her skirt and panties lay around her boots, her pubic triangle wide and open, giving them full view of her pussy. They were stroking their long cocks over her, as explosions of cum shot on her costume and decorated her tits in shiny sticky film. Cum landed all over her, sticking in her pubic hair and belly, her tits and the familiar Supergirl symbol on her chest. The beaten girl could only lay there as they poured down on her, she was limp and helpless at their feet. Her sexy body was target practice for them.
“Haha Supergirl,” Celia whispered over at Supergirl. “you’re my slut now…..you will fuck whoever I tell you, haha.”
The boy gasped backing away from the keyhole, he could still hear them inside. “OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!….MMMMmmmm…..”
“How you like that …mmm…” The boys continued fucking the fake, bring her to climax. “..you fucking slut….take that…mmmmnnggg…take it Supergirl….’
“yessss…yesss…fuck me….OOHhhh..ohhhhh…OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!”
The end