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MS AMERICANA: ANIMAL HUSBANDRY

By Dark One

“Ms Americana, thank God you are finally here,” Commissioner Borden said.

“I got here as fast as I could, Commissioner?” the sexy super heroine said, striking a classic pose. Her chin was high, 38G chest thrust out, hip cock to one side and slightly pulled back to give a unconsciously sexy bow to her back, and red gloved hands on those well rounded hips. “What do we have here?”

Despite the obviously dire situation, she waited while the assembled men (mostly policemen) gawked at her admittedly spectacular body. Even the police commissioner paused to run his hungry eyes up and down her six foot one body, taking in the bright red, white and blue strapless bikini costume, red calf boots and golden tiara and power belt.

“We have a situation.”

“Obviously,” she said, her full red lips curling into a knowing smile. “Why don’t you tell me what it is, and I’ll fix it for you boys.”

“A monster,” he said. He glanced at the warehouse, and back at Ms Americana. “There’s a monster in there. Police officers are not trained to handle monsters.”

“But it’s right up my alley, Commissioner. Have no fear, the Queen of Justice is here to save the day,” Ms Americana proclaimed proudly. “I will take care of your monster problem.” She looked the building over a long moment. “Tell me about this so-called monster.”

All too frequently the monster the police were afraid of proved to be smoke and mirrors setup by some master criminal to hide what he was truly doing. She was exceptionally good at seeing through fakery and getting to the heart of criminal activity.

“We don’t know. The people attacked said it was dark and they couldn’t see anything,” he said, shrugging with embarrassment.

“Really?” she said, smiling smugly. This was going to be easier than thought. It was an abandoned warehouse, in a rundown area of Delta City. The only people going in there would be homeless men, mostly drunker than Cooter Brown. Someone steps on a stray cat’s tail, hears the cat’s scream and feels his sharp claws and thinks it is a monster. “Ms Americana is on the job, Commissioner. This shouldn’t take long.”

The vivacious masked vigilante strode purposely toward the warehouse. Every eye locked on her, enjoying the way her boobs jostled and her long, silky black hair bounced. Some, of course, gawked at her shapely, long legs and sweet round butt as she walked.

The sexy super heroine stepped through the door, and flipped the light switch. Nothing happened. She frowned. Darkness wasn’t a problem, but it did give any waiting criminals the advantage. But she was alert and experienced, and a superior woman to boot.

The only light was a few rays of moonlight coming through skylights. Ms Americana paused to look around, trying to determine what it was she was seeing. Barely seeing. It wasn’t that much light. But oddly, the large boxlike warehouse was mostly full of…something. It was oddly shaped, going off in strange directions. And it seemed to be moving ever so slightly. That could be a result of the poor lighting.

Something brushed her right thigh. “Hey. Who’s there?”

Her only answer was a faint rustling sound that seemed to come from every direction. Ms Americana eased deeper into the warehouse, heading for an especially large mass of darkness. Like a natural born super heroine, she wasn’t pussyfooting around, and going straight to the heart of the problem. Her stiletto heels echoed loudly in the dark warehouse.

“Oh!” she yipped as something cool and smooth brushed across her nearly naked butt cheeks. Before she could turn around, something touched her left cheek and poked her between her massive tits. “Hey now! Hands off, buster. I’m a superior woman, and don’t put up with chauvinistic behavior.”

Something poked her pubic mount, protected by her red, white and blue thong bottom. In fact, it poked her right over her clit. A tiny erotic jolt ripped through her spectacular body. She reacted immediately, and kicked straight out. Her foot made contact with something hard and flexible. Another bout of rustling filled the air, this time louder.

Clouds moved out of the way, letting in a lot more moonlight. A little color even bled into the scene before Ms Americana’s startled baby blues. The great mass she was barely seeing was green, leafy. Like a mass of vines covering everything, running up wires and pipes to cover the ceiling as well. She had seen it twice before, and recognized whose handiwork it was.

“Dragon Queen! I have to get out of here fast.”

A vine wrapped around her left ankle and jerked it. She lost her balance for half a second, arms cartwheeling to regain that balance. Her right hand hit another vine, that instantly whipped around her wrist. Eyes wide in horror, she recalled those other two times she’d encountered one of Dragon Queen’s monstrosities, and it was all going down exactly like those other two times.

“Great Liberty, I refuse to be impregnated again!” she cried as another vine slithered up between her legs from behind, and started rubbing at her thong, trying to find the way past it. The end of it was shaped exactly like a man’s penis. A ten inch, extremely thick cock at that. “No. I deny…ugh…bastard! Dragon Queen I will have my vengeance for this…ugh…so strong. Stronger than last time.”

A vine wrapped around her throat, other leg and two around her free arm. In no time the busty super vixen was held spread-eagle just a few inches off the floor. Seconds later the phallic vine slipped under her thongs, wrapped round them and yanked them away. The sound and feel of her thong bottoms being ripped off her body sent a chill up the vivacious vigilante’s shapely body.

Another vine came seeking, poking her belly and thighs, blindly seeking her most sacred spot. It didn’t take long to find her pubic mound, and the moist, hot lips of her cunt. Her frantic writhing and bucking kept it at bay for a moment, but then…

“Uuugghhhh,” Ms Americana groaned, back arching. “So…wrong. Must be…strong….defiant.”

Ms Americana knew from past experience that Dragon Queen’s nasty creations weren’t too terribly bright. The plant wouldn’t know for sure she was a viable candidate for impregnation until it climaxed her. If she climaxed, then it would plant its unholy seed within her womb. Since she was utterly helpless physically to resist, she would have to be strong emotionally, mentally.

“You cannot make me come,” she groaned, feeling the phallic shaped vine stoking in and out, at an almost perfect rate of speed to maximize her unwanted pleasure. It would not be easy, since Dragon Queen always genetically engineered powerful aphrodisiacs into the pre-cum of her wicked creations. So even after just a few seconds her spectacular body was already reacting profoundly. “I am stronger than you.”

Within a minute of penetration, Ms Americana’s statuesque body was fully aflame with passionate need, aching for a soul rending climax. That climax was held back by sheer force of super heroine will power. It was growing and growing, becoming something frightening, but she concentrated and fought her natural urges to submit and enjoy. She would not succumb to her own dark curse. Not again.

“What? No!” she cried, feeling a vine wrap slip up between her monster tits, under the strapless bikini top. It then wrapped around that top, and started pulling. She writhed and wiggled more, but in the end that effort just helped the insidious plant pull her top away. And she knew what that meant. “Oh Goddess, not my tits. Don’t let it milk me.”

Her baby blues locked on a pair of suction-cup tipped vines rising up out of the darkness. Her eyes widened as she struggled to hold the threatening climax at bay, unable to stop the slow movement towards her perfect pair. They went eerily straight to her now erect and rock hard nipples, and latched on.

“Oh my Goddess, not again,” she groaned, feeling the many tiny needles within the suction cups penetrate her hyper sensitive nipples. They injected their unholy venom, and she felt her tits started to super heat, then tingle. A few moments later, her beloved monster melons began to burn and swell. Then she felt another phallic tipped vine pushing up between her butt cheeks, and penetrate her ass hole. “I am so fucked.”

The legendary Queen of Justice felt her hold on the climax slip. Her gorgeous body felt like it was going to explode with sexual pleasure at any second. After a moment she realized she was moaning and groaning, and making other little animal noises. When a third phallic vine came down from the ceiling, poking around her face she no longer had the mental wherewithal to fight it. It pushed past her full red lips, and plunged deep into the sexy super heroine’s mouth.

Two minutes later, Ms Americana lost her internal battle. That huge climax rolled over her, and seared her soul. Her sweat shiny body arched up, quivering violently as she was consumed by the orgasm.

“Hhhhhhhhhhggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she cried around the phallic vine filling her mouth to the max. Milk started flowing out of her tits, the plant sucking hard to milk her dry as quickly as possible. She felt her body grinding her pussy and ass into the vines fucking her so hard and fast, even as she started sucking on the one in her mouth. Mouth, pussy and ass were filling up with that super strong aphrodisiac. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!”

Her climaxes told the plant which one of her orifices was her vagina. So her mouth and ass suddenly filled with copious amounts of plant cum/aphrodisiac, while she felt the first phallic vine quivering in her twat. Cutting her eyes down, she spotted the large lump travelling up the vine, heading for her womb.

“Aaaaapppppppppppppgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!”

After that climax, she struggled to focus. By the time she got some semblance of control, the lump was pushing at her twat, trying to force its way in. She gasped and writhed. The plants unholy seed was large, and as it pushed into her intense pain radiated throughout her spectacular body. She bucked and groaned, and climaxed a few more times. It took the better part of ten minutes for the seed to be planted inside her womb.

“Ugh,” she grunted, suddenly released by the monster plant to fall in a pile on the floor, all shiny with sweat and huffing. Body still weak and trembling from the aftershock of that butt kicking orgasm, and weakened by the powerful aphrodisiac, the hapless heroine began slowly crawling towards the door.

“You will pay or this, Dragon Queen,” she croaked out. She paused halfway to the door, feeling the growling atrocity writhing in her womb. “But first, I need to get back to Wade Manor and deal with this setback. Minor setback. Uuggghh.”

By the time the Queen of Justice reached the door, she was strong enough to stand and walk. The cops all gasped when she stumbled out, naked, sweaty and holding her aching belly.

“Ms Americana, what happened to you?” Commissioner Borden asked.

“Nothing to worry about,” Ms Americana said, her voice strained but strong. “It’s one of Dragon Queen’s monster plants. I recommend you hit it with a couple 55-gallon drums of the most powerful herbicide you can find, then burn the whole building down. Don’t let a single leaf escape, or you’ll have another one of them on your hands.”

With that, the sexy super heroine got into her Americana Mobile and drove away. By the time she reached her secret chamber deep beneath Wade Manor, her formerly flat belly was distended, sticking out almost as far as her monster tits. She fell out of her car, and crawled toward elevator.

Ms Americana didn’t make it.

“Uuuggghhhhh!” she cried out, throwing her head back as intense convulsions ravaged her body. She felt her body naturally constrict, pushing her “child” out. “Uuugghhh! Great Liberty, I’m giving BIRTH!” Another contraction, and he felt the abomination within breech. “Aaagghhhhhh! Goddess, help…me….aaagghhhhh!”

PLOP. SPLAT.

The panting, trembling super heroine dropped her head, looking straight back through her spread legs as she froze on all fours. Between her knees lay the plant’s offspring, her “child.” It was a green slug looking monstrosity, undulating and squirming wetly on the floor. She sucked in a deep breath, steeled herself, and snatched up the vile thing. Then as it tried to squirm free, she jumped to her booted feet and raced over to the small kitchenette. Ms Americana thrust the baby monster in the microwave, and turned it on HIGH for twenty minutes.

It blew up inside the microwave after about three minutes, but she left it in there cooking for the whole twenty minutes. Just to be sure. Then she threw the whole microwave into the incinerator. Just to be sure.

Clutching her soft, stretched out abs with one hand, the naked super heroine stumbled to the Americana Elevator and went up to shower and heal.

“Dragon Queen will pay for this crime against me, this Ms Americana vows!”

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Ms Americana’s baby blues narrowed as her pretty little nose crinkled. It had taken her a good six weeks, but she’d finally found Dragon Queen’s secret hideout. In that time she’d been able to complete recuperate from the forced pregnancy and birth. The biggest problem was her tits continued to produce copious amounts to milk for a month. Even six weeks after that unfortunate setback, her tits ached and leaked small amounts of milk.

Dragon Queen was holed up in a large house on the outskirts of Delta City. It was two stories high, with a basement. Ninja’s in all black patrolled the perimeter. The sexy super heroine scoped it out for a good two hours before she decided it was time.

Climbing up into a tree at the edge of the lot, she waited for two ninja’s to pass below. Then she dropped down upon them.

“Hee-ya!” she cried, snapping a booted foot into the head on one, while pounding a karata chop into the throat of the other. Both ninjas collapsed at her feet. She used their own belts to hogtie them. Then she raced across the open lawn, and to a side door. Super strength, provided by the shiny gold power belt encircling her waist, allowed her to break off the doorknob and force the door open. “Well, that was easy enough.”

Inside a dark room, she hurried to the door and peeked out into a dark hallway. It was almost two in the morning, the middle of the night for most people. She suspected that Dragon Queen was fast asleep upstairs in her master bedroom. Easy pickings.

“First, I have to take out her security,” the Queen of Justice murmured. She moved deeper into the house, until she came upon stairs going up and down. Dragon Queen’s voice could be heard down below, so she started down those stairs.

“Keep him locked in there until I call for him,” Dragon Queen said to a tall, muscular ninja as Ms Americana peeked around a corner. The sexy super heroine’s full red lips curled into a smug smile. She would be able to tack on kidnapping charges, and the poor man locked inside that room would testify against her. Catching the super criminals was sometimes easier than getting the actual conviction. They could afford the best lawyers. “I’m just going to go over some test results, then retire for the night.”

Dragon Queen turned and headed down the hallway, away from Ms Americana. The vigilant vigilante noticed the ninja’s eye linger on his boss’s swaying, well rounded hips at the sexy evil scientist walked away. Dragon Queen was tall for an Asian woman, with long shimmering black hair, dark exotic eyes and an Aphrodite woman’s amazing body. She sheathed her body in a snug silken red mini dress, with golden Chinese dragon designs on it.

Even as Dragon Queen was vanishing into the last door on the left, Ms Americana was rushing the distracted ninja. He never saw it coming. She punched him in the kidney, hand over his mouth, and then slammed his head into the door jamb. The ninja collapsed at her feet.

“Welcome to the world of super heroine justice, punk,” she sneered down at the unconscious man. Then she paused, looking back and forth between the door holding Dragon Queen’s prisoner, to the door she went into. Which one first? Prisoner or criminal? “Prisoner. He might enjoy watching his captor taken down. Plus, he can fill me in on what mischief she has planned.”

Ms Americana took the key from the ninja, and unlocked the door. Opening the door, she noticed it was well lit. Hardwood floors. No furniture. The walls were steel plates. She didn’t see anyone inside, so stepped through the door.

SLAM!

Ms Americana whirled around when someone pushed the door closed.

“Great Liberty! She’s made you HUGE!”

Before the startled super heroine stood a seven foot tall, massively built gorilla. His eyes rested upon her with malevolence. His forearms were thicker than her thighs. His black pelt was thick, with enormous genitalia hanging grossly between his short, bowed legs. He bared his massive teeth and growled at her.

Ms Americana froze. Gorillas didn’t growl. Did they? What had Dragon Queen done to him, besides make his gigantic?

The statuesque super heroine dropped back two steps when the monster gorilla dropped to all fours, standing on feet and knuckles. He started towards her, still growling and snarling. She did some quick calculations in her mind. With her power belt on, Ms Americana was ten times stronger than a man. Faster, and with more endurance, and an incredible ability to heal from terrible wounds with supernatural speed. She was a super heroine. But gorillas were stronger than men, pound for pound. He had to be four, five hundred pounds. Easily. Probably more. Best she come figure, he was probably twice as strong as her.

And he was between her and the door.

Backpedalling, Ms Americana decided her best bet would be to outwit the gorilla. He couldn’t be very bright. Right? So she maintained the distance between them, backing across the twenty by twenty room, then turning left when she came to the wall. The gorilla followed, starting to sniff at her about halfway across the room. His gross, dripping cock began to rise as well. She didn’t like what that bode.

Lengthening her stride, the busty heroine was able to slowly open up the distance between them. The gorilla was becoming too horny and obsessed with her to notice. Small brain, remember. She was actually starting to smile as she neared the door. A door she unlocked from the other side. It was not an automatic lock.

“Thank the Goddess I tied up Dragon Queen’s stupid ninja before I came in here,” she said. Coming up to the door, she reached for the knob slowly, nothing too abrupt to incite the gorilla into sudden, violent action. “Sorry Mr. Gorilla, but little ole me is going to leave you alone in here. I guess you’ll just have to pleasure yourself. Better luck next time, big boy.”

As her red gloved hand encircled the knob, Ms Americana felt and heard someone outside the door turn the key. She couldn’t turn it. It was locked again.

“Oh no,” she whispered, baby blues wide.

“You shouldn’t taunt Mr. ‘Big Boy’ Gorilla like that, you cockteasing heroine you,” Dragon Queen’s heavily accented voice echoed through overhead speakers. Ms Americana looked up and noticed the many surveillance cameras along the ceiling edge. “Yes, I can see you. Smile for the camera, Ms Americana. You are live on the internet as we speak. Everyone is most eager to see how you and Mr. Gorilla get along. Me? I think it is a LOVE MATCH made in super heroine HELL.”

“You won’t get away with this, Dragon Queen!” Ms Americana cried, causing the gorilla to rise up to his full seven feet and pound his chest at her perceived challenge. “Oh, my bad. Nice gorilla. Good gorilla.”

“You are wrong, Ms A-hole for the Gorilla pole,” Dragon Queen said in a mocking, laughing voice. “It’s you who want get away. Get away from my newest experiment in animal husbandry.” She laughed as Ms Americana’s face flamed bright red. Her spectacular body was already starting to change, to get ready for the sound reaming it expected to receive. Her throat tightened and it was harder and harder to breath as the bestial gorilla dropped down and came towards her even faster, bolder. “My suggestion: submit docilely and let him fuck you to his heart’s content. Relax and enjoy. You can’t stop it. It’s your destiny.”

“My shiny red boot up your stinky butt is your destiny, Dragon Queen,” Ms Americana said, backing up as fast as she could now. When the gorilla reached for her, she dodged aside, and lashed out with a foot to his super-sized balls. “Take that!”

The gorilla stood up and HOWLED in pain. She darted into deliver another super powered kick to his gonads, but the gorilla backhanded the sexy super heroine. Ms Americana flew all the way across the room and smashed into the wall. Landing titanic tits first on the floor, she lay with her ass hiked up high for a long moment, arms splayed wide. Dazed and confused.

“Oooh, is Ms Americana begging to take it up the a-hole? Or is she begging for doggie style? Either way, defeat looks good on her,” Dragon Queen cooed sexily.

The stacked super heroine groaned and slowly climbed to her red booted feet.

“Your gorilla may be bigger and stronger than me, Dragon Queen, but I’m a trained warrior. A great Warrior Woman!” Ms Americana declared, baby blues flashing with pride and defiance. “I will prevail here tonight, and spoil your little game of heroine humiliation.”

“Little game? You won’t think little when he thrusts that massive shaft into you,” Dragon Queen said. “Heck, considering who we’re dealing with, I think you’ll fall head over heels in love.”

The gorilla charged Ms Americana with a wild, frightening battle cry. She vaulted over him, did a flip and landed perfectly. She smiled smugly at the confused brute, who turned around until he found her and charged again. Once again, she jumped up and vaulted over him by pushing off his huge head. Again, he turned right around and charged.

“This is getting old,” Ms Americana said, prepared to vault over him again. “He’s such a dimwit. It would be much more interesting if you gave him the ability to adapt, at least a little.”

As he charged in on all fours, the sexy super heroine leapt up, throwing her long, shapely legs wide in a midair split as her red gloved hands reached out for his head to push off of. But to her surprise the gorilla stood up and reached for her instead.

“Eeks!”

Ms Americana’s huge boobs hit first, right in the gorilla’s face. Her arms went wide, while her legs wrapped around his massive, barrel chest when she struck. His massive arms wrapped around her and SQUEEZED.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The gorilla bear-hugged the hapless heroine, forcing all of her air out. He held tight as she struggled. Within seconds her body grew weak as oxygen deprivilation sucked her strength. Her eyes rolled up as blackness consumed her.

“And Ms Americana is DEFEATED,” Dragon Queen cried through the speakers.

The gorilla looked up, released the unconscious super heroine and pounded his chest in defiance. Ms Americana lay at his feet, writhing weakly, pathetically. He reached down, grabbed her thighs, and started to lift her up to throw across the room. But he caught a whiff of something. Super heroine snatch. Wet, slippery, fragrant Aphrodite woman pussy scent. His huge cock began to rise again.

“That’s it, my big, beautiful King Dong. Sniff her pussy. Smell her need, her super powered HORNINESS. Oh baby, look at how aroused he’s getting. Yeah. Go for it, my big boy. My greatest creation. Break Ms Americana upon your cock. Tame her. Let the world watch her fall in bestial delight. Let the world LAUGH at her depraved destiny.”

The gorilla didn’t know what Dragon Queen was saying, but her voice always drove him crazy. Everything good came from that voice. Now that voice was giving him something truly special. He had an uncontrollable need to breed.

Ms Americana felt a massive hand rip off her red, white and blue thong bottoms. Her eyes popped open. The gorilla was spreading her legs impossibly wide, his dripping cock just inches from her cunt.

“No! Stop this instant or I will…..,” she cried. And he THRUST deep into her. “Uuuggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh. Great Liberty. This is so wrong!”

The gorilla reached for her bouncing, jostling tits. She tried to twist away, so instead he just ripped off her top. To her surprise and shame, her tits were wet with milk. The gorilla grabbed them, sniffed them and then squeezed them. Two thick streams of milk fountained up out of her spectacular tits.

“Whoa, got milk, Americana?” Dragon Queen cried.

Horrified, Ms Americana grunted and groaned as the gorilla hammered her cunt, squeezed her tits and otherwise manhandled her. She felt so helpless her body began to really change fast, filling with liquid heat. She struggled to fight off the threatening climax, but felt herself falling fast.

“Too much,” she whispered. “Too fast. Ooooooooooooo.”

“Look at her go,” Dragon Queen said. “She’s fucking him back. What a world class whore Ms Americana is proving to be.”

Liquid heat filled her spectacular body, burning her soul with need. The super sexy vixen felt her lower belly begin to quiver, her whole vagina trembling around the big gorilla’s monster cock. She unconsciously wrapped her long legs around the gorilla’s waist, arched her back and started bucking.

“Feels…too…good,” Ms Americana grunted out with his deep, powerful thrusts. Suddenly, she felt her grip slip and a powerful climax broke free. “I can’t…fight..it…Aaaaaaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhh! Oh Goddess, forgive me…..Aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Look at her go now, boys! Ms Americana is giving as good as she is getting now,” Dragon Queen crowed. “Watch Ms Americana go APE over her gorilla lover!”

Red gloved hands clutched desperately at this thick fur, as her spectacularly curved body bucked and writhed. Ms Americana grunted and gasped, and cried out with all consuming pleasure as her mile long legs wrapped around the massive ape and tried to force him deeper and deeper within her sacred body.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! Yes! Yes! YES!” Ms Americana cried, feeling the gorilla about to come. Then he stiffened, and cum flooded into her. “Aaaaaiiiiiiieeeeee!”

The Queen of Justice hung on, milking him of every ounce of pleasure and cum. Finally, she climaxed one last time and collapsed in exhaustion.

“Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“There you go, boys. The Legendary, the High and Mighty, the VIRTUOUS Queen of Justice, our own Ms Americana, has been fucked by a gorilla and LOVED IT,” Dragon Queen said. “By the way, Ms Americana, I made millions off your little live sex show. Well done. It was a great performance.”

“Pigs,” Ms Americana groaned out.

A series of low tones sounded, and the gorilla became agitated. Ms Americana lay at his feet as he rose up and pounded his chest, snarling at the heavens. His dripping, semi-flaccid, cum slathered cock was just inches above her face. Her full red lips parted, her baby blues glazed over a second. In all of her captures, she’d always been taught/forced to finish all sex with a good tongue bath, suck. The sexy super heroine fought that urge to rise up and gobble the gorilla’s cock. In truth, it was more Dragon Queen’s taunting voice than her own will power that saved her from committing that terrible humiliating deed.

More tones, louder, sounded and the gorilla reluctantly backed away from Ms Americana. He moved to one corner and snarled. Ninja’s rushed in, and were upon Ms Americana before she knew what was happening. They started dragging her out, wearily watching the angry gorilla.

“Move quickly, my ninjas,” Dragon Queen called from the door. As they neared the door, the gorilla bellowed and charged them. “NOW!”

They got Ms Americana out and the door closed a bare second before the gorilla hit. The steel sheathed walls shook and rattled. The Queen of Justice was pulled to her red booted feet, a gun at her back. She raised red gloved hands and glared balefully at her captor, Dragon Queen.

“You have the upper hand now, Dragon Queen, but I will prevail in the end, as always,” Ms Americana said.

Dragon Queen smiled, reached around Ms Americana’s waist, and removed her all important power belt. The gorilla had already depowered the sexy super heroine by climaxing her, so she felt nothing when the golden belt was removed. But she still sucked in a sharp breath, face burning.

“You won’t be needing this anymore,” Dragon Queen said. “I’m going to study it, learn its secrets and manufacture more for the wicked criminals of the world. With your capture, I will be able to super power criminals to better fight you pesky super heroines.”

“You monster! How dare you!”

“Oh, Ms Animal lover, I dare mightily,” she said, laughing.

Ms Americana was taken to another room. There she was bent over a steel bar. Her red booted feet were shackled to the floor, shoulder width apart. There was a steel post waist high before her, with a steel collar. Her slender throat was locked into it.

“Hook up the milking machine,” Dragon Queen said. “Super heroine milk is valuable.”

Two long clear tubes were pulled up from the floor. They had clear, rubbery suction cups. One was placed over each of her swollen, tingling nipples.

“Oh! It hurts,” Ms Americana cried. “Take them off. Now. You don’t understand…uuugghhh. NO!” She gawked at the tubes as they filled with her white milk. She felt the hot milk flowing out of her tits, and it felt GOOD. Too good. “Great Liberty, she’s turning me into a milk cow!”

“Oh, it’s getting better,” Dragon Queen said. She clapped her hands laughing, then pointed out a dozen cameras recording everything. “You are going to be a HUGE internet porn star, darling. And here come your first co-stars.”

Ninjas filed into the room, each with an animal on a leash. Ms Americana’s jaw dropped as she saw a donkey and four large dogs brought in. They brought the donkey around behind her first, and he was obviously well trained for this perversion.

“Great Liberty, this can’t be happened in to ME!” Ms Americana cried as the donkey quickly and expertly mounted her.

“What? Why so negative? I’m sure you are going to LOVE being my subject in experiments in ANIMAL HUSBANDRY. Hahahahaha! Heck, you should enjoy the donkey and dogs, because I’m giving you to my plants and the gorilla, King DONG, later as well. Over and over and over again, until your prim and proper super heroine mind SNAPS.”

THE END