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Note from the author (2013 October 28) - There are a few important things to note. Firstly, the characters of The Wizard, Scarlet, and Zeta presented in this story are complete fictional interpretations (possibly even exaggerations) of the personas that we have or are currently portraying as webmasters of The Wizard's Lair. These characters should not be considered a reflection of who we are as real individuals. Secondly, this story is a direct result of your voting during our September Wizard's Poll. We asked what perils you would like to see in this upcoming story and you selected: bondage, forced climax, forced sex, humiliation, forced nudity, and gang rape. I also took into account some of the comments, requests, and suggestions that viewers left behind. Thirdly, I'm sure some readers may argue about my inaccurate bastardization of Halloween and the Samhein traditions in this story. Simply stated, it is just a story. In the same way that I don't advocate violence toward others or raping them, I am not trying to create some propaganda material about the topics within. Fourthly, should it trouble me deeply that I'm entirely comfortable numbering my comments is this way? I think I'm developing an OCD.
Halloween 2013
by Zeta Clark
The lair's librarian dusted off book faces with an antique feather duster. The attractive woman was dressed in a provocative French maid's outfit and was balanced dangerously on the top rung on a ladder. Zeta stretched out her arm and reached for a shelf inches away. A cloud of particles tickled Zeta's nose and caused her to sneeze.
She immediately lost her balance and came crashing to the ground. Before impacting, however, the librarian clapped her hands and a large bulbous man beneath her. Henchman 322001 grunted as Zeta bounced off the man's belly and plopped on the carpeted floor beside him.
The rotund Henchman picked himself off the ground and glared at Zeta. Unfortunately, being a simple henchman, there wasn't much he could do. He watched the dark haired woman clap her hands once more, and a dozen feather dusters appeared floating in midair near the Universal Portal.
She spun around as the dusters imitated her actions. By following her intricate dance, the magical constructs cleaned the remaining dust from the room. After completing their task, she dismissed the dusters with another clap, as all the shiny gold constructs turned into beautiful birds and flew off.
"You're cheating again," accused the henchman.
The librarian put her index finger to her mouth and shushed him. She clapped her hands and an opened door appeared next to them. Her outfit suddenly became an elegant evening dress. Zeta took Henchman 322001's hand and waltzed him into the next room, through the door she created.
"Mistress Zeta, we are in the Forbidden Section. The master says there are too many dangerous objects in here," said the henchman nervously looking around. He tried to remind the absent-minded woman that their wise and powerful wizard forbade them to enter this area. Despite being nearly two centuries old now, the librarian very much acted like an impetuous teenager still, often to the mild vexation of her mentor Scarlet.
"If he wanted me truly out, then Vladi would have put a lock on the door," said Zeta.
"Two locks. An electrified gate. A spiked pit with saws that come down from the ceiling and a dozen laser turrets. In front of that, there is a sign that reads, 'STAY OUT, ZETA!'" said the terrified henchman pointing the real door of the room. He inched his way back to the magical door Zeta created.
"Oh come on. It's not like I'm riding a wrecking ball through here naked," said Zeta. She ran her finger over the front of a nearby pedestal which contained a jewel adorned gauntlet. "This place is filthy. No one has dusted in here since…um…since dust was invented."
Zeta walked past several more pedestals and objects, all covered with a thin layer of dust. She clapped once and her duster reappeared in her left hand. She cleaned off a plaque which read, "Mobius Chair".
"Oooo…What's that?" asked Zeta, as she darted away like curious ferret to a pedestal. The pedestal had a large book on top. She started dusting it fervently.
Henchman 322001 suggested, "We should get out of here. Mistress Scarlet could come by any minute."
The librarian rolled her eyes and turned toward the henchman. "We are not going to get in trouble. Once Scarlet and Vladi see what I've done, they'll wonder why they never let us in earlier."
She turned back to clean the pedestal when suddenly she knocked the book over. She clapped her hands, but was too late. There was a bright flash of light and an explosion as everything in the room was thrown back. Zeta blacked out as two dark cloud masses flowed from the book and raced into the Grand Hall through her magical door. The two forms quickly disappeared into the lair's Universal Portal.
Barbara Gordon
Gotham City
Barbara waited patiently on the roof of a building. She looked down at the entrances of nearby stores for suspicious activity, and realized that it was cold Gotham nights like these made her appreciate having her cowl. The bright red hair under that cowl remained a stark contrast to her dark outfit. Her new outfit looked much brighter than earlier ones, especially after changing the purple lining of the cape to golden yellow. She still remained a creature of the night though, like The Batman.
What's the hurry, thought Batgirl a dark blue car raced around the corner. The vehicle accelerated and plowed through the front doors of the jewelry exchange. Three individuals quickly jumped out of their car and smashed display cases. They filled pillowcase with whatever they could snatch up.
Batgirl fired her grappling gun into the front of the jewelry exchange and swung down on top of the car. The expert martial artist returned her grapple and kicked the nearest thief with a roundhouse kick. She followed up with a punch to another. She dodged gunfire from the remaining thief and then ran at him.
His eyes widened as she leapt into the air. Her beautiful crotch was just centimeters from his mouth as she wrapped her powerful, athletic legs around the neck of the confused villain. She fell backwards onto her hands, keeping her legs tightly gripped around him.
He fell forward sending him, his loot, and his gun flying. Batgirl did a cartwheel onto the man's chest and then punched him out cold. Afterwards, Barbara took quick ties from her utility belt and secured the criminals' wrists and ankles for the approaching Gotham Police Department.
Barbara left the store, careful not to disturb any the evidence that could be used against the smash and grab robbers. As she exited the store, however, two tall naked individuals greeted her, one male and one female. The fraternal twins looked at each other and spoke in a language that Barbara didn't recognize.
"Are you two okay?" asked Barbara. She felt someone reach inside her head.
"Are you two okay?" repeated the male.
"She doesn't know she's part of the key," said the female, holding her brother's hand with a frown.
"Indeed. The old man must have locked it beneath her virtue."
"Then we must remove that from her first."
What is about Gotham City that always attracts the crazy ones, thought Batgirl. Barbara grabbed a batarang and readied herself for the siblings to make a move.
Batgirl quickly backed away as the naked woman tossed out pumpkin seeds. She threw her batarang, but it turned into real flying bat which attacked her. Barbara could see that the male's eyes had turned jet black in color.
Meanwhile the seeds that the woman scattered sprouted and grew into large pumpkin-colored humanoids. These figures grabbed at Batgirl like hungry zombies. Batgirl punched one of these pumpkin zombies, but another quickly grabbed her. She kicked it away, but the creatures ganged up on her and tackled her to the ground. The pumpkin beasts held her spread eagle as the twins stepped forward.
The male's eyes turned black again as Barbara grappling gun turned into a slithering serpent. The head of the serpent snaked its way along Batgirl's belly and between her shapely supple breasts. It coiled itself repeatedly around Barbara's arms just above her elbows till the lower part of her forearms. It squeezed the arms tightly together above her. The snake then wrapped itself around her wrists before flying straight into the air.
The beautiful heroine was lifted from the ground as the creature turned back into a high-strength steel cable. With a nod from the female, one of the pumpkin creatures began to spank Batgirl's behind as she dangled there helplessly. She kicked her punisher, but the pumpkin zombie just turned his head back and continued to humiliate the defeated heroine with another swat from his open hand.
Oh God, how embarrassing, thought Batgirl as several police cars approached, responding to the robbery earlier that night. The shocked officers paused as they witness Gotham's vigilante heroine being disciplined like some disobedient child in front of a naked couple.
That was when Commission Gordon stepped forward and ordered the men to stop gawking and rescue Batgirl. He was on his way home, when he heard the dispatch regarding the robbery.
The naked female completely disregarded the approaching police and placed a seed in Barbara's mouth. Batgirl struggled to spit it out, but was forced to swallow the single kernel down. Instantly, she felt strange and a bit aroused as the seed's magical affects washed over her body. Her eyes had an eerie orange glow to them now.
What did she do to me? thought Barbara. It wasn't controlling her mind, but it certainly was having an effect on her emotional state.
By now the police had reached them. Gordon held out his gun and demanded that the couple identify themselves.
"My name is Treat," said the woman, grabbing her sibling's hand again. "And this is my brother Trick."
"It's good of you to rush to our assistance," said Trick. "It was taking too long to remove the seal."
"Release Batgirl at once," ordered the commissioner, not knowing that he was asking for the release of his own daughter.
Treat crushed seeds in her hand and blew the dust into the faces of the police. They coughed as they inhaled the strange cloud. The men's eyes glowed bright orange and were forced to shift their pants slightly at the captivating site of Batgirl suspended on a cable several inches away. Even Commissioner Gordon, normally a well behaved man when it came to outward displays of sexual desire, was visibly aroused.
Trick meanwhile made the cable around Barbara's wrist disappear. The pumpkin zombies then forced her down onto her chest. They twisted her arms back behind her and secured her wrists with her cuffs. It took only a few minutes for Batgirl to be surrounded by the members of the Gotham PD. By now everyone, including Batgirl, was affected by Treat's arousal inducing seeds.
The men around the fiery redhead unbuttoned their trousers and presented various sized and shaped penises to the bewildered heroine. The men gently rolled Batgirl on her back so that they could remove her boots. Afterwards, one of the policemen grabbed the top of Barbara's skin tight pants and peeled it away from her amazing body, along with her white cotton patties. The sensually toned spitfire was now naked from the waist down. That was when the same man took special care to slowly push the top half of her outfit over the heroine's amazing rack.
Batgirl was suddenly turned on by the idea that Gotham's finest were now being treated to arguably Gotham's other finest. Oh my God, thought Barbara as her heart raced with excitement. She didn't know why she felt this way, but she knew should didn't want it to end. Just look at those hot sweaty men, raping me with their eyes. If I don't do something now, I going to cum without them.
Barbara rolled back onto the toes of her bare feet. The cold night air stiffened her nipples, but she still felt warm all over as a euphoric bliss of lust washed over her. She wanted so badly to grab the cocks in front of her and treat all the men to handjobs, but her wrists were shackled in bat-cuffs. The super strong metal was designed to hold back the strongest of villains, so there was no way she was going to break free on her own. Not that she even wanted to.
She leaned forward, toward the first young man she saw, and licked the outside of his cock like a slippery Popsicle. She positioned her luscious lips around his sensitive tip and swallowed the man's cock whole. Her brilliant blue eyes stared back at him with an open invitation for him to cum in her mouth. Meanwhile, another man gently guided Barbara's head back and forth along the shaft of the lucky officer. The other men in the force encouraged her with their whistles and yells.
"Suck him dry, Batgirl."
"Yeah. That's how to do it. Damn!"
By now, the vigilante heroine was jumping between two and three men at a time, swallowing all the salty cum that the men willingly relinquished to her. She closed her eyes and even fantasized about how good Bruce and Dick's semen would be on her taste buds. That was when she nearly choked on the largest penis thus far.
Oh, no thought Barbara when she opened her eyes. Could it be? Oh my God. It really is. It's my dad's huge cock is in my mouth. Batgirl licked the underside of commissioner's dick and then circled her tongue around the tip of it.
Gordon moaned, "Tell us who you really are?"
I...I...can't tell him who I am, thought Barbara. "I'm...I'm..."
"Come on," he egged on. "...You're a whore and you what?"
"Like to suck cocks," finished the redhead. Batgirl pressed her knees together while her pussy got very moist and wet from having revealed that to everyone. Her juices spilled forward and onto the cold pavement. She went down on her father once again, this time with one outcome in mind.
She pleasured him beyond his wildest dreams. Her mouth was amazing, so much like her mother's. If only Gordon knew that it was really Barbara behind the mask. His very own daughter was this sexy woman who was driving him insane with blissful enjoyment.
"Please Daddy, cum in my mouth," Barbara blurted out. Fortunately, her father just assumed the Batgirl was just being kinky.
Gordon grunted as he filled the inside of her mouth with his seed. Trick and Treat continued to wait patiently off to the side of the crowd. Both sensed the heroine's virtuousness falling away and knew it would only be a matter of time before she willing submitted to her darker, more primal, emotions.
Jim Gordon stood Batgirl up and squeezed her ass playfully. She turned around with her arms still bound together behind her. Her father walked around and knelt down next to Barbara. He rubbed three fingers across the lips of her pussy and with his thumb, he rubbed her clitoris.
"Ahhh...ooo…Fuck!" Batgirl moaned. She suddenly felt an intense sense of regret about what was happening to her.
The commissioner licked his middle and index fingers and inserted them in the heroine. She stumbled backwards, unable to fight the enormous tension building within her. The experienced man continued to finger bang Barbara as she pressed her back up against the cold stone wall of the building next to the jewelry exchange.
"I don't think she's ready to cum yet," laughed a policeman to the commissioner.
When Gordon knew he had taken Batgirl to the brink of orgasm, he stood back up and forced Batgirl to face the wall. He kicked her legs apart and ordered her to, "Spread it Batgirl. Nice and wide."
"No, please don't," cried the heroine as Gordon reached around her body and fondled one of her breasts. My God. Whatever they did to me, it must be wearing off.
He shoved his reinvigorated manhood into his daughter's tight pussy. The commissioner lifted her left leg up and moved his hips back and forth. "Now that's hardly fair is it, Batgirl? You made us all cum. It's only fair that you should have some reward too."
"Please, don't do this Commissioner Gordon. I beg you," said the frightened heroine. She then began to grunt and moan at her father's unwanted, yet progressively simulating advances, "Ah…Ah…No…don't…oh God…ooo…stop this."
Gordon pressed the heroine up against the wall and fucked her hard. Sensing her balloon about to pop, he pressed his chest again her back and grabbed a hold of her tits. He squeezed them with gusto as Batgirl cried out an amazingly powerful and sensual moan. Her father managed to steal the first orgasm from her that night. She cried from the intensity of the emotion.
The commissioner squeezed Batgirl's breast once more and whispered into heroine's ear, "Everything will be all right, Batgirl. Just let it flow."
Gordon stepped away and ordered the next two men to step up. They sandwiched her between the cops and fucked her despite her protests. The two men timed themselves perfectly so that with each penetration they were smashing both their bodies into the hot sexy frame. They did not stop until they took another orgasm from the already defeated heroine.
Eventually, every man present had Barbara. Some of the men were lucky to still have some left in the tank after her incredible blowjobs, so they were able to cum in her pussy or ass as well. It was certainly an amazing feeling that they did not want forget.
As for Barbara Gordon, she wouldn't forget it. Though her willpower broke after the fifth orgasm, she knew that her eidetic memory would curse her to relive this night over and over, which only made her defeat that much more permanent.
The Gotham Police Department had eventually removed the top half of her outfit completely, along with her gloves. The heroine was exposed from the cowl down, except for her belt which Trick and Treat allowed her to wear. That was when Treat had her pumpkin zombies strap the defeated Batgirl to a long pole they pulled free from the ground. They hoisted her up and prepared to parade her down the streets of Gotham as they made their way to the next key.
Before Batgirl was taken away, however, Commissioner Gordon came back from his vehicle from with some police tape. He wrapped the tape around her mouth. He then looped another segment around her thighs, across the front of her feminine folds and her behind.
"What is the significance of these markings?" asked Trick.
Gordon answered, "It tells others that no one but the police is allowed to enter."
Both Trick and Treat enjoyed this immensely.
Zeta woke up with a nasty bump on the back of her head.
"Are you okay?" asked Scarlet. The powerful witch stood beside The Wizard with a concerned look on her face.
"What happened here exactly?" asked The Wizard. His voice was calm and fatherly. "And what happened with the Tome of Sah-win?"
Zeta looked around the disaster area that once was the Forbidden Section. Everything was in complete disarray. All the items had been knocked over and a lot of the pedestals were on the ground broken. There was also a pile of ash where the book had fallen over. There was nothing left in the mass that resembled what it once was.
The librarian bit her lip and did want any self-respecting being would do when questioned by an infinitely more powerful being. She pointed to the nearby henchman and said, "It was his fault."
The Wizard quickly stared at the henchman with a disappointed look on his face. The henchman tried to state his case. But within seconds, all of his atoms were scattered out of existence.
"Um…What is in that book that fell over?" said Zeta, hoping to get The Wizard and Scarlet talking and thinking about something else.
"Long ago, back when primal forces ran free throughout all the universes, there was once a powerful entity called Sah-win," explained Scarlet. "The Wizard had to banish the spirit away, because it became too powerful. He needed to do this to prevent what Sha-win called never-ending night."
"So the book contained Sah-win?"
"No," said The Wizard. He ran his hand through his well-trimmed beard. "Sah-win is too powerful to be contained in a mere book. No, I locked him away between dimensions, using three of the most virtuous heroines I could find as a key.
"Unfortunately, the spirit left behind a number of followers. Some of these followers continued Sah-win's philosophies. Over time, even these teachings got mangled up and diluted. Ultimately they became the traditions that modern people honor during a celebration called 'Halloween'. Two of these followers, Trick and Treat, were just too dangerous and too willing to bring back Sah-win for me to allow wandering around. So I locked them within a tome a long time ago. They were the ones in the book."
Scarlet snapped her fingers, and the three of magical beings suddenly stood next to the Universal Portal in the Great Hall. "Based on where the portal is pointed to, I would say they travelled into DC's New 52 Universe."
Zeta felt extremely guilty and decided she needed to return these beings. The Wizard agreed to let her go, and she quickly ran off get stuff she would need.
"Shouldn't you go and deal with this incident yourself?" asked Scarlet, turning to The Wizard.
The Wizard stared at the carpeted floor as he brought back Henchman 322001.
"Take the rest of the day off my good man," said Vladi with a smile. "And feel free to head over to the dungeons to greet some of the new heroines visiting from the Marvel Ultimates Universe today."
The henchman walked away with a grin on his face and an erection in his pants.
The Wizard turned his attention back to his trusted friend Scarlet and explained, "Zeta needs to learn that her actions have consequences. If I'm going to leave the care of The Lair to her someday, then she needs to accept responsibility for her own mistakes and learn to take care of problems on her own."
"You make a good point, Vladi."
"But I'll keep an eye on her, just in case," chuckled The Wizard.
Kara Zor-El
Metropolis
The twins appeared at the outskirts of Metropolis, emerging from a swirling mist of purple fog. Trick told his sister Treat that the two remaining keys were somewhere in this city. Treat looked at all the inviting doors nearby and smirked as Trick turned his sibling's appearance into that of an 8-year old child.
Treat raced down one side of the street, randomly knocking on the doors of the densely spaced apartment houses. She pounded until the imp heard someone approaching the door. Before the person could check outside to see who was causing all the commotion, Treat hid. After all, the hiding was the most important part of the knock-a-dolly prank.
When he was sure his twin had her share of fun, he turned her back into their current chosen forms. Together the brother and sister team paraded their naked and bound heroine down the street with their puke pumpkin colored zombie brigade in tow. The heroine's toned body glistened from cum and sweat which covered her incredible form.
Elsewhere, Kara darted through the skies of Metropolis. With her super hearing, she easily overheard the absolute astonishment and outrage of the citizens below. The Kryptonian investigated the cause of the commotion and was shocked to see a small gathering of beasts walking down the street toward her. Displayed above them, on a long pole, was the naked and captivating form of Gotham City's Batgirl.
Kara tightened her fist into a ball and tore through the pumpkin zombies with blinding speed. Treat calmly crushed several seeds and blew the dust into the faces of the unfortunate Metropolis citizens nearby. Their eyes glowed bright orange as the villainess hijacked their emotions.
"This one's much stronger than the first," warned Trick. His eyes darkened and he ripped through the minds of the people his sister manipulated. With a mere thought, he transformed the citizens into the worst and most powerful monsters of their fears and imaginations.
The first of these creatures to attack Kara was an ancient looking mummy covered in dirty bandages. The mummy hugged the Kryptonian and squeezed the air out of her lungs. She struggled against the supernatural strength of the being, but eventually broke free. Her eyes glowed intensely red as she almost vaporized the attacker with her heat vision.
Fortunately, she remembered that there was an innocent still inside, so the heroine quickly turned to her breath. With a gentle kiss, Kara blew him away from her.
Instantly a werewolf jumped on her back and rode her down to the ground. It snarled and slashed at her. Fortunately, her tough exterior and her Kryptonian armor afforded her some protection against the monster's claws. The blonde squeezed the beast's wrists and lifted him off the ground while the beast attempted to claw at her with his feet.
Supergirl was suddenly grabbed by a tall man with enormous scars over his body and bolts on his neck. She dropped the wolf man and struggling against the new attacker as he lifted her off the ground. Trying to escape it was like trying to break free from Superman's grasp. She quickly slammed her head back and forced him to release her that way. She rubbed the back of her head as it really hurt from the strike.
A man in an elegant looking shirt and pants stepped forward with his arms
crossed in front of him. The man with a widow's peak smiled at Supergirl and
revealed his sharp fangs.
When he grappled her, she flew him straight up into the air. Within seconds she
was in the upper atmosphere, where the air was impossibly thin. What the
Kryptonian didn't realize was that this new beast was a vampire, and that it
didn't need to breathe.
He reached back his head and lunged forward. The vampire pulled the top of cape down slightly to give him complete access to her tender flesh. Two small tiny trickles of blood flowed down her neck as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth ever so slightly. Her skin, tough enough to withstand high velocity bullet rounds, was no match for the strange monster's teeth.
Kara resisted slightly at first, but there was an incredible urge to let him suck her dry. She let out a small whimper as the vampire caressed the nape of her back and pulled her into him. Her warm body brushed up against his undead coldness. They fell from the sky as the vampire continued his bizarre rape of Supergirl, sucking at her neck. She rubbed the inner thighs together to add to the unbelievable experience that she was experiencing.
They hit the ground together and left a large crater in the ground. The vampire glided out of the hole as the tall man with the bolt on his neck grabbed Kara once more and tossed the exhausted woman out of the hole.
Supergirl reached up with both her hands to intercept the monster's outstretched palms. He leaned forward and forced the powerful heroine to her knees in seconds. She then used her heat vision to dig a large hole under the monster's feet. Shocked, he fell into down into the storm sewers below.
As Kara stood, she saw Trick's eyes turn completely the color of his pupils. The fabric of her super strong outfit liquefied and rolled off her like water. Kara covered herself with her hands and was shocked see her bare skinned. But then her outfit (the product of Kryptonian nanotechnology) splashed back up at her. It reformed around her slender Kryptonian's body, taking whatever diabolical form Trick desired.
Kara panicked as her own outfit forced her onto her back. Her legs formed a V-shape and had been bent back so that each heel touched the sides of her respective hip. Long, tight strands secured her feet in place by wrapping around her ankles and thighs. A large belt with hoop and rings appeared above her hips, across her tight belly. The insidious outfit forced Supergirl's arms together behind her back and attached them to the back of the belt.
Kara gasped as she felt something dig into the folds of her wet pussy and up the crack of her butt. Liquid fabric poured down the valley of her breasts like water through a flood basin. When it reached her neck it pooled and formed an impressively wicked collar with buckles and hoops. The heroine could feel the fabric clinging to her back as it travelled up to join up with the collar on the other side. Out from the collar, more Kryptonian fabric erupted forth, slowing covering Kara's face. A mask of indestructible material covered her mouth as well as her eyes. In desperation, she used her heat vision to break out, but her powers were ineffective.
"Please keep the design," requested Treat to her brother, holding his hand. "I think it looks pretty on her."
Trick nodded and restored her family crest, but on the front of her bondage belt. Treat walked forward and placed a seed over Kara's concealed mouth. Supergirl's mask quickly pushed the seed down into her mouth and forced it down her throat. She gagged and tried to break free. But even with all her strength, she wasn't strong enough to escape.
"It doesn't seem to working on her," said Trick after waiting a few moments. "I guess we will have to break her seal by force."
The Frankenstein monster returned and picked the frightened super heroine with one hand and dropped her on the hood of a nearby car.
The makeshift man undid he pants and produced at extremely oversized penis. He pushed the strap of fabric that was in the way and placed the tip of rod near her front opening. He paused and then rammed himself into her when she wasn't expecting. He fucked hard as she grunted through her mask. Her boobs bounce up and down with each penetration he drove into her. His force of his lovemaking drove her deeper and deeper in the car's hood.
"Ooo…oh…aaa…aaa…eee…" she cried out between thrusts.
The monster picked up Kara as he fell backwards with her. He pressed her down onto his chest so that her nipples would rub against him.
"Aaaahhhh…no…stop this," cried Kara.
The monster picked up the powerful heroine by her waist and used her like a masturbation toy to bring himself to climax.
"Please stop!" screamed Supergirl. Her pussy was punished by the devastating battering that took place. Afterwards, she was simply discarded on the ground, like some cheap disposable thing. The monster's stink was all over her now.
That was when Kara felt a pair of hairy hands turn her around with her rear end propped up. At the same time, the fabric over her mouth disappeared and her face was pressed into some strange woman's crotch. The woman had the appearance of some ugly hag witch from a Brothers Grimm fairytale.
The wolf man ordered Kara to start licking or else he was going to have "Frankie" come back and destroy her asshole. Supergirl reluctantly obeyed, out of fear of what the monster would do to her tight little hole. The werewolf's continued to bark out orders as he fucked the gorgeous blonde doggy style.
"Yeah…That's right," cried the wolf. Fireworks exploded between Kara legs. Sensing the approaching storm within the young woman, the witch pushed Supergirl harder into her pussy, using both hands around the heroine's head. The vile witch then ordered the blonde to lick faster.
She moaning increased in frequency and in duration as she obeyed. Meanwhile, the wolf man picked up his tempo as well, hoping to send the humiliated heroine finally over the edge. He reached down and cupped her defenseless breasts.
Supergirl could no longer hold it back. She screamed out something in Kryptonian as she came.
"Do you have a new vessel to hold Trick and Treat?" asked Scarlet.
"Yep. I have it under the Cloak of Cosplay," replied Zeta. She grabbed the edge of the cloak and wrapped it around her. Instantly, the librarian was transformed into a gorgeous blonde with a black skin-tight body suit, long gloves that reached passed her elbows, and boots the travelled most of the way up her thigh. On her chest was a golden lightning bolt, which accented the red sash tight around her hips.
"Zeta, don't you remember the last time you mixed up the universes?" questioned Scarlet.
"It took me weeks to create the Amalgam Universe and stop the worlds from tear themselves apart."
"It turned out pretty good in the end. And besides…" Zeta babbled on, hoping the two would forget about her disguise and let her go on the mission as her favorite heroine.
After about a minute of this Scarlet snapped her fingers, and a beautiful red ball gag appeared in the fake heroine's sensual mouth. "…mmmmhhhhmmmm"
Zeta calmed down eventually, and Scarlet released the gag with a snap.
"Fine," Zeta said as she grabbed the end of a cloak that appeared from nowhere. She kept the blonde hair, but it was now tied into a ponytail. Her long gloves were replaced by the short fingerless ones that fighters often wore. Her body suit became a black two piece and her lightning bolt was replaces with a protective vest.
"Okay, now you're just making up super heroines," accused Scarlet. She poked at the vest with her finger, and for no reason, the vest just fell apart in front of Zeta.
The disguised heroine grabbed the end of a cloak again and reluctantly turned to an attractive showgirl wearing a black top hat, thin fishnet stockings, and a white bowtie.
"Now that's better," said The Wizard.
"But talking backwards is ridiculously impossible to do," complained Zeta.
"TON YLLAER ATEZ. TI SI ETIUQ YSAE ECNO UOY TEG EHT GNAH FO TI," said Scarlet.
"EHS SI THGIR UOY WONK," added Vladi.
"YLSUOIRES?" said the defeated librarian. She shook her head.
"You better get going," said The Wizard.
"Right sir," said Zeta with a salute. She jumped into the Universal Portal and vanished.
Diana
Metropolis
The amazing demigoddess straddled Clark as he reached up and caressed her breasts gently. Using her powerful legs, she rubbed her lower body against his. Just when she thought Superman wouldn't be able to take it any longer, she rolled off the bed.
"Care for a test of skill, Clark?" asked Diana.
"What sort of test?" smirked Superman.
"One where the prize is this," taunted the Amazon princess, rubbing her hands across her body and playing with the waistband of her thong. Based on the size of his growing erection, she knew she had him hooked.
"So what are the rules?" asked Kal-El.
"Simple. If you can catch me and hold me down for 3 full seconds, then you can do what you wish for the remainder of the hour."
Clark liked this game - a lot. And really, what wouldn't you do for even a chance to spend an hour with a hot number like Diana. Superman quickly raced forward to grab Wonder Woman. Though he was faster, she was much better trained and she dodged out of his clumsy attempts to grapple her.
She laughed and taunted him, trying to keep him off his game. She remembered how she used to play this game with the other women of Themyscira, growing up. They valued it as an effective combat training tool, but also as a way to deal with some of the blossoming new emotions that occasionally developed in a society such as theirs.
Diana decided last night that this game would provide the proper incentive for Clark to improve his own fighting skills. He may be as powerful as most gods, but he was still quite undisciplined. The Kryptonian was like a sword that her brother Hephaestus might start to build, but had never sharpened.
After about 10 minutes, a frustrated Superman started to use strategy in place of brute speed or strength. Using her own lasso, Clark created a trap that he knew she would easy stay clear from. But in avoiding the trap; he knew she would leave herself open for him.
His plan worked beautifully as he cornered her against the wall. With his super hearing, he sensed all the excitement that Diane felt being his captive. Her breathing changed and her heart rate shot up. Superman rubbed his palms along her breasts as she closed her eyes. He ripped off her thong with a simple tug and pressed him naked body against hers.
"I win," declared the Kryptonian.
"You better believe it," laughed Diana. She pulled him in and kissed him passionately. He suddenly seemed distracted though, forcing Wonder Woman to ask, "What's wrong?"
"It's Kara," he replied. "Can I get a rain check?"
"Sure. We'll continue this after we both help out Supergirl."
After a few seconds, the power couple of Superman and Wonder Women headed to the spot where Clark had heard Kara scream. He was speechless as she witnessed her bound to a structure shaped like the Letter X. The blonde was still blindfolded, gagged, and nearly stripped bare. Beside her was Barbara Gordon, who nearly naked as well and bound to a similar looking structure. She still had the police tape that Commissioner Gordon put around her.
The twins looked excited to see Diana. Trick even commented, "Good, we won't have to dig you out of the surrounding filth."
Wonder Woman demanded that they let their captives go. She flew down and kicked Treat while Superman dealt with Trick. The Amazon threw her golden lasso around Treat and quickly pounded the female villain down onto the pavement with a few simple movements.
She glanced over to see how Clark was doing, and saw that Trick was pummelling him with his fists. Wonder Woman quickly wrapped her magic rope around the naked man and tossed him away. She flew at the villain's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. She bloodied her knuckles across his face as she knocked the stuffing out of the villain.
"You are powerful," she heard someone say. She turned to see Trick standing a few feet away. Confused, she looked down at the man she was battling and saw Clark.
"Superman," said a shocked Diana. She hugged him and drew him into her. Angry at the trick that he played, the princess gently set Clark's head down and flew at Trick at top speed.
"Rather than continue this pointless fight, which will most likely destroy most of this city in the process, let's have a test of skill shall we?"
"What sort of test?"
"One where, if you win, we let everyone go," said Trick.
His sister stepped up and grabbed her brother's hand. "But if we win, then well, you don't want to know."
Trick's eyes turned completely black and used the trick that he used on Supergirl to take control of Clark's armor. With a mere thought, he wrapped the Kryptonian around a nearby light post. "He's there to make sure you don't cheat."
"Oh look, he has that pretty design too," said Treat, referring the family crest on his chest.
"It's a simple game really. All you need to do is drink this glass of juice. But the skill portion of the test is not that. You must first get it over to there without spilling a drop," pointed Trick. Treat meanwhile threw out pumpkin seeds, which divided and grew instantly. The area was eventually flooded with pumpkin zombies.
"Okay, I agree to your test," said Diana, confident that could navigate her way past this maze of monsters. She took the glass from Trick, placed her palm over the top and walked forward.
Immediately a group of zombies ran at her. She kicked the first with a straight kick, before round-housing kicking the second. The skillful heroine made it look incredible easy. Side kick. Front kick. Spinning kick. Modified crane kick. One by one the zombies fell.
But there were just too many of them to continue this. Even she would be overwhelmed at this rate. So Diana used strategy in place of speed and strength. She glided up over the massive horde and breezed past them. She set down gently on the other side and drank the juice down, before the twins could throw anything new at her.
Trick and Treat raised opposite eyebrows from one another, not expecting that outcome. That said; their backup plan was already in effect. Wonder Woman staggered to her knees and dropped the empty glass. She felt strange and her eyes turned an eerie shade of orange.
The zombies completely surrounded the aroused heroine. They tied her lasso around her wrists and then secured her to a light post with the remaining amount.
That was when a simple Metropolis citizen stepped forward. He pulled out a switchblade and pushed his way through the mass of orange colored zombies. Intrigued, Treat parted the zombies to allow the stranger to move forward.
"I'm going to make you cum, Wonder Whore," said the man. He took his blade and split the front of her outfit, between her incredibly firm and inviting breasts. He slowly peeled the fabric away like an onion to reveal the wonderful pale flesh underneath.
He licked his lips and rubbed her tits, which had been nicely framed by her magic lasso. "You like this? Huh? Yeah, you know you do bitch. Come on. Show us what a Wonder Whore you really are," demanded the man.
Diana was still under the stimulating influence of the juice that she drank earlier. But her willpower was legendary, and she proved it by defiantly warning the man to get away from her.
He continued to taunt her though. Tired of her protests, he reached down and cut out the front of her crotch and shoved it into her mouth. He admired the well groomed patch of hair that highlighted her godly snatch. Even the goddess Aphrodite would be jealous had she seen the wonderful treasure between the princess's thighs.
Diane protested through her gag as he rubbed his fingers up and down her clit. She then kicked him down to the ground. The zombies moved forward, and she kicked at them as well.
Trick, who had been watching patiently, suddenly stepped forward. His eyes turned jet black again and the man who had been molesting Diana suddenly switched places with Clark. More precisely, the imp switched Superman's powerful Kryptonian body out with the man's. Though Clark was no longer bound to a light pole, he was trapped in a below average man's body at the base of that pole.
With Supe's powerful strength, speed, and resistance, the man easily parried away Diane's attempts to keep him at bay. He stood beside the great Wonder Woman with an opportunity many men would kill to have. He rubbed the outside of her hips with Superman's powerful hands and knew there was little to nothing the Amazon could do to stop him.
Diane closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her mind told her that it wasn't Clark, but her body couldn't tell the difference. It responded by getting her hot and sticky down below. Add that to the already emotionally altering affects of what she drank earlier, and even her amazing willpower was began to falter.
The Super Stranger released Wonder Woman from the pole and pushed her down to her knees. He still kept the lasso tied around her wrist and let her arms fall in front of her. He grabbed the raven-haired woman from behind her head and removed her gag. He then forced her to give him a blowjob.
The Stranger of Steel's cock filled Diana mouth completely. The tip tickled the back of her throat as her warm sensual lips gripped the fleshy outsides of his penis. She slurped back the drool and pre-cum that pour from her mouth as she took in ever tender morsel of his manhood.
The man pulled Diana away and pushed her onto her back. He lifted her bound arms above her head and straddled her sides. He ran this penis between her inviting breasts and used his hands to squeeze them tightly around is throbbing cock. He grunted in Clark's voice and told Diane what a whore she was.
Her eyes watered up as the events that unfolded seemed to corroborate the label she was given. She was extremely turned on by seeing her lover, and yet not him, using her is such a dirty way. The sides of her shapely breasts gently caressed the outside of his cock. Within minutes, she felt his cum hit her face. She licked a bit of from her lips as he finish over her wonderful chest. She moaned as she felt his hands (Superman's hands) rubbing his sticky cum into her tit flesh and nipples.
The man went around and grabbed under Wonder Woman to lift her butt up. This gave him clear access to her vulnerable openings. The rapist reached for Diana's breast as he impaled her with his Kryptonian man meat. She clinched down with her teeth as he took the last remaining bit of willpower she had left.
Wonder Woman moved her hips in synch with Superman's stolen body. She grinded herself against his dick and felt his balls bounce on her sensitive flesh. The walls of her pussy fought desperately to keep Superman's cock from leaving its warm inviting confines.
By now the drink's affects had worn off, but it was too late for Diana. She had already lost to her lustful side. She was ready to burst. Using Clark's body against her was just too much for her to handle. So she announced the breaking of the final virtue seal with a scream of passionate joy that could be heard a couple blocks away.
The defeated Wonder Woman shamefully held her head down as they used her lasso to tie her to her own X-shaped frame. Her outfit was in ruins and her body was covered in Kryptonian cum. She went over ways to escape and to free the others. But unfortunately, she kept being distracted by thoughts of the earth-shattering sex she just had. True, it was forced upon her, but in the end, it was quite pleasant.
That was when Zatanna appeared, though she had no way of knowing it was really Zeta in disguise.
"LLA SEIROTS TSUM DNE, DOOG, DAB, RO GNOL, SIHT ENO SI YLDAB NETTIRW SYAWYNA, HGUOHT I YAM EB GNORW," said Zeta. A wave of magic poured out of her outstretched hat.
Treat meanwhile summoned their forces while her brother finished with the summoning ritual. Lightning bounced between the heroines and then finally shot into the air. The portal opened where the light stuck. It got intensely bright as lights all around them appeared as Zeta reached inside her magic cloak.
Decide on the ending you want to read...
The Official Ending of the Story
The Ending Where Zeta Fails to Save the Heroines
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