DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY OFFENDED BY SEXUAL MATERIAL, BONDAGE, DISCIPLINE, FEMALE SUBMISSION OR OTHER SEXUAL SITUATIONS.

Ms Americana, Dragon Queen and Delta City are the creations of Mr. X. I came up with the labyrinth of horrors.

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MS AMERICANA: LABYRINTH

By Dark One

Delta City's premier super heroine did a double-take. Was that? Yes, it was Dragon Queen! Every super heroine in Delta City was gunning for that busty Asian super villainess. Especially since they learned she’d forced Jungle Babe to be a brood mare to a bio-engineered Inseminoid plant for eighteen months. Producing a new brood every forty-eight hours. At the same time, she was using a captured Azure Angel and Lady Midnight as milk cows, to make powerful aphrodisiacs from their potent milk. Azure Angel spent nine months under her power, while Lady Midnight was lucky and only served the evil scientist’s perverted pleasures for five months. Between milkings, they both served as bad conduct prizes for her evil ninjas and occasionally as brood mares for the menagerie of horrid creatures she loved to create.

Green Spectre and Spectre Girl rescued the three broken super heroines just three days back. So the full horror of their ordeal was not completely understood. Unfortunately, Dragon Queen had unmasked Azure Angel and Lady Midnight, and let the world know their identities months ago. So it was the super heroine protection program for them.

“Today you feel the wrath of super heroine vengeance,” Ms Americana declared, heading out in hot pursuit of the tall, beautiful Asian.

Dragon Queen was in a long black limo, driven by one of her masked ninjas. Ms Americana jumped into her red, white and blue Americana Mobile. She followed, wanting to find Dragon Queen’s secret lair. All of her vile experiments had to be located and destroyed, before they got loose and terrorized the city.

The Queen of Justice’s glossy, full red lips curled into a smug smile. Of course it would be HER to finally find and captured the infamous Dragon Queen. Who else? The other heroines, especially Got Gal and Green Spectre, would be so jealous.

Dragon Queen drove to the outskirts of Delta City, turning into a small industrial park. Small factories and warehouses lined the street. She finally pulled into the last building on the street. The company name: BioLabsInternational, LTD.

“How appropriate,” the sexy super heroine said, crinkling her lovely nose. While Dragon Queen’s limo waited for an automatic garage door to open and admit her, Ms Americana prepared. She touched up her lip gloss, and brushed her waist-length, glossy black hair. Then she tugged up on the red, white and blue, stars and stripes strapless bikini top and matching thong bottoms, before wiping dust off her red stiletto calf boots. Lastly, she adjusted the golden tiara before getting out of her car. “Now that Dragon Queen is tucked safely inside her lair, she feels safe enough to relax her guard. The perfect time to strike decisively!”

Circling the building, the curvaceous super heroine found all doors locked. The last door she checked was the front entrance. It was locked, but it was also just glass. So the statuesque super heroine kicked it, shattering the door into a million pieces. So much for subterfuge.

“Ms Americana!” a ninja cried.

The front of the building was offices. Two ninjas raced out of a side room and confronted her. She grinned at them. Then she hit one with an office chair, and kicked the other in the stomach, back, chest and chin, before he lay still.

“When will you foolish men learn you are no match for Ms Americana and her superior fighting skills?”

“When you learn humility,” a ninja said behind her.

Before the shapely, patriotically clad super heroine could turn around, he kicked her in the small of the back and sent her stumbling farther into the building. She caught hold of a door jam, to stop herself, then dropped low and kicked out to catch the ninja following. She snatched him up off the floor, and hurled him into the wall. Hard.

The door at the end of the hallway opened, and a ninja gawked at her. He turned and ran. Ms Americana barked a laugh. The craven fool would lead her straight to Dragon Queen. She took off after him. The door opened into a long white corridor. White walls. White ceiling. White floor tiles. Extremely highly polished white floor tiles. Ms Americana didn’t realize it until she tried to stop running.

“Yyeeeoooowwww!” she cried, slipping and falling, then sliding down the hall on her sweet round butt.

“Get her!”

Four ninjas swarmed the voluptuous vigilante. She leaped to her red booted, stiletto heeled feet. And slipped back to her butt. The four ninjas were joined by four more. They were joined by six more. Ms Americana was swarmed and overwhelmed by superior numbers. She screamed as her power belt was removed. Super strength, speed and endurance evaporated immediately. The sexy, massively titted super heroine struggled ineffectually as they hauled her to her stiletto heeled feet.

Ms Americana slipped again, and again. The ninjas laughed, dragging her into a side room. Dragon Queen waited across the room, watching a writhing, tentacle plant in a shatterproof glass enclosure. The floor had a tile floor, but it wasn’t nearly as well polished.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? Another busty bombshell volunteering to play with my horny experiments,” Dragon Queen said, smirking as she accepted the golden power belt from a ninja. Ms Americana was forced to stand before her, glaring arrogantly at the beautiful Asian. “After I get you ‘introduced’ to some particularly nasty, oversexed creature, I’ll begin studying your wonderful power belt. I will reverse engineer it, and make millions selling replicas to all the evil criminals of the world.”

“No!” Ms Americana cried, lunged forward and ripped the power belt from Dragon Queen’s grasp. She shoved the sexy villainess back at the same time, and paused as super strength and power surged back into her spectacular body. As she haughtily fastened the power belt around her narrow waist, “Now you will feel the wrath of Ms Americana!”

“Oh, poo,” Dragon Queen said, not looking the least bit worried. “Do you like mazes, Ms Americana?”

“Why?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Dragon Queen said, and slapped a large red button on the console behind her. The trap door below Ms Americana’s feet dropped open, and the sexy super heroine plunged into the darkness below. “But you won’t like them once, IF, you get out.”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” Ms Americana cried as she slipped and slid down and around, this way and that, making her dizzy with all of the lightning fast turns and curves, before she was unceremoniously dumped into a dark, round chamber. “Oofff!”

SNAP!

The lights came on. Bright. The room was bare brown stone: floor, walls, ceiling. There was only one door.

“Shall we play a game, Ms Americana?” Dragon Queen said, sounding way too pleased.

Ms Americana looked around, and spotted a camera up just below the ceiling, opposite the one doorway. The shapely super heroine stepped to the center of the chamber and glared at the camera.

“This will only slow Justice down a day or two, Dragon Queen. It won’t take long for me to escape this little trap, but I suspect you will be long gone. Coward. If you were a real woman, you’d stand and fight me. One-on-one,” Ms Americana said.

“I’m not going anywhere, Americana,” Dragon Queen’s voice sang out. “But if you want to get out, you will have to go. You will have to run the gauntlet of my Labyrinth of Horny Horrors.”

“Horny Horrors? Great Liberty, why is it always about SEX with you perverts?”

“That’s kind of the definition of a pervert, isn’t it?” Dragon Queen said through the hidden speaker. “Is there a non sexual perversion? I don’t know of any.”

“You are hilarious, Dragon Bitch,” Ms Americana snarled. “Remind me to call Comedy Central after I get out and suggest you for one of their specials.”

“Speaking of special, wait until you meet the inhabitants of that subterranean world. Creatures out of myth and legend, and out of nightmares. Run hard and run fast, Ms Americana, for if you are caught…ooh la la. Their mutant seed is super potent. You’ll be Mutant Mama Americana before you escape my little labyrinth. Hahahahaha!”

“Laugh while you can, Dragon Queen. But I will have the last laugh,” Ms Americana snarled, baby blues narrowing.

The curvaceous super heroine huffed, gave the camera a last baleful glare, and turned on a tall stiletto and marched through the doorway. The corridor beyond was dark, damp and filled with cobwebs and foul stenches. She crinkled her perfect nose as cold water started seeping through the seams of her expensive, custom Jimmy Choo boots. Really, it was like a long twisting cave. It didn’t look manmade. The light was provided by glowing lichen growing on the cold, wet, stone walls. It was an eerie sickly green light.

“Ack! I hate spiders,” she whispered, brushing spider webs out of her shiny black hair, and pulled more off her super model gorgeous masked face. “This is so disgusting. Dragon Queen is really going to wish she hadn’t dropped me down into this hell hole when I get through with her.”

A scuffling noise brought her to a stop, breath held as she listened intently. What was that odd sound? Chittering? A million rats making dinner plans, with her as the main course?

“Knowing Dragon Queen’s perverted sense of humor, more likely ten foot long rats with foot long cocks. Make that very HORNY rats with foot long cocks.” She walked a little further, into an area devoid of the glowing lichen.

“Yikes!” Ms Americana cried, her foot coming down on nothing, and sending her head first down another slippery chute. This time on her 38Gs. The trip took less than thirty seconds, and dumped her onto a soft floor. “Oh, my aching boobies.”

Ms Americana rose up onto her knees and started massaging her titanic tits through her top, as well as rubbing her abused belly and upper thighs. It was still too dark to see, and that chittering she’d heard had stopped for a few seconds when she arrived, but started back up. It was coming from the dark opening before her.

“Not chittering so much as clicking,” she muttered as she rose to her feet. Ms Americana was the ultimate super heroine. When others ran away screaming of nightmares come alive, super heroines walked straight into the unknown with the curiosity of a doomed cat. Totally lack of rational fear was one of the things that defined them. “Is someone in there? Hello? Hello? I’m Ms Americana, the premier super heroine in…oh...what?...something…sticky.”

Something sticky, springy barred her forward progress. It stuck to her left wrist, so she reached over with her right hand and tried to pull it loose. It wasn’t easy, but she finally pulled her left wrist free.

“Great Liberty, now my right hand is stuck,” she growled. She then realized her right leg and belly were stuck as well. So she twisted with all her super strength. The sticky material proved elastic, and she growled in frustration as she savagely twisted and turned in all directions, trying in vain to break free. Finally. “Hey, this is a spider web. And I am so…ugh…wrapped up in this crap it is ridiculous. I mean…spider web? Oh no.”

“Oh yes, Ms Ameri-genius,” Dragon Queen’s full, rich voice filled the tunnel. “Smile, you’re on horror camera! Hee hee. Riddle me this, Americana; what do you find in a giant spider web?”

“That’s the most pathetic excuse for a riddle I’ve ever heard,” Ms Americana sneered. “You’re English is pretty good, Dragon Queen, but you still have some work to do on some other aspects of the language.”

“Humor me.”

“Grrrr. Fine,” Ms Americana said through clenched teeth, still struggling to free herself. “Spiders live in spider webs. I’m not a spider. Duh.”

“No, you are the fly,” Dragon Queen said. “And the answer is not spiders. The answer is GIANT spiders live in GIANT spider webs. Mutant spiders. HORNY spiders looking for a host to breed with. Welcome to the parlor, Ameri-FLY.”

“Oh, fuck me to tears,” Ms Americana whispered, seeing a gray blob with many legs coming down the web above her. In the dim light it had to get pretty close before she recognized the big, shiny spider.

“Oh, that will happen. Shortly,” Dragon Queen’s amused voice sang out. “Have fun, you two love birds.”

The beautiful Queen of Justice gawked in horror. Her struggles had left her utterly immobilized. Helpless. Vulnerable.

“Dragon Queen! Dragon Queen! Help me! Please, I beg you!” she cried desperately. “I’m helpless here. I can’t move. That..that…THING will eat me alive!”

“That would be amusing,” Dragon Queen said.

“Great Liberty,” Ms Americana gasped when the spider reached out its front set of legs and gently poked and prodded her, hesitantly checking to ensure she was safe to approach. The monster’s maw loomed above her, its frightening chelicerae dripping poison. “If this thing bites me I will KILL YOU!”

“No, if it bites you then you will just lay there in a dazed stupor,” she said. “The poison lasts about forty-eight hours, though a super heroine might fight off its effects quicker.”

The monster spider maneuver around so that it was astride her in the web, it’s hideous mouth inches from her face. Its legs started manipulating the strands of web. At first she thought the spider was wrapping her up more, but quickly realized it was unraveling her. Whether the spider wanted to just fix her web, or free her to carry away for her children to eat, Ms Americana didn’t know.

Whether careless or crafty, the spider pulled off her top at one point. It sort of seemed like the top just got caught in her scary looking feet, but it was pulled off easily and cast aside. Moments later, the thong bottoms were ripped to shreds and one foot started probing the sexy super heroine’s pubic region.

Ms Americana looked down, and noticed that at the end of its bulbous butt a phallic like appendage was emerging. The horrid spider monster was already beginning to mimic humping movements.

“This is so wrong!” Ms Americana cried as that dripping, oozing phallic appendage rose up towards her aching, tingling twat. Her legs were freed already, so she crossed them protectively. The spider used one set of legs to pull her long, shapely legs wide. “I’d rather be eaten alive!”

“Remember the potent seed I warned you about,” Dragon Queen’s voice piped in.

Ms Americana’s baby blues went wide and her back arched as the spider began poking at her pussy lips and butt hole. She tried shaking and twisting her hips, anything to thwart the spider. But the monster was tenacious, and finally found the spot.

“Uuuggghh…so disgusting,” she cried, her arched body rigid with the pain. “The spider has penetrated…my ASS…oh…oh…so big…oh Goddess.”

“Oh, a hit and a miss,” Dragon Queen said. Ms Americana heard the villainess and her ninjas laughing. “Round one to Ms Americana.”

The spider didn’t know he was in the wrong hole. He started trusting hard and fast. Ms Americana felt her tall, mega-shapely body bouncing, felt her titanic tits jostling heavily. It was a nightmare. The sound track to her long nightmare was laughter and the oddest grunting noise. It took another five minutes of anal spider humping to realize the grunting sound was her. Her guttural grunts, accompanied with the squish of wet, wet fucking, all echoing back to her.

Very quickly after penetration, to her astonishment and shame, Ms Americana’s body began to respond to the sexual stimulation. It didn’t care if the man she loved was fucking her, or a creature out of nightmare. Fucking was fucking, and it felt GOOD. So she was soon burning up with liquid heat, panting and grunting, gasping out with pleasure and revulsion.

“No….no…I can’t…I won’t allow….Aaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggghhhhhhh!” she cried. “Oh Goddess, I shame myself…Aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Haha! Ms Americana, did you know that once you go spider, you are forever a spider rider?”

“I will cut your head off!” Ms Americana cried. Then she felt the spider flood her poop chute with seed. “Aaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The spider finally relented. He pulled out of her ass, shuffled back on eight legs. Then he BIT her left tit! His dripping fangs, on his long chelicerae, penetrated either side of her mammoth mammary, and she felt his vile poison oozing in. The effect was immediately. Coldness infused her spectacular body, and everything went limp. Her bladder and bowels released, which was mostly spider cum.

Slack-jawed, Ms Americana was fully awake and alert as the spider pulled her out of the web, and began cocooning her. He worked fast, and quickly had her completely wrapped in white web and gently laid her in the corner out of the way.

Time meant nothing to the dazed super heroine during that time. Whether she was cocooned an hour or a month, she couldn’t tell. All she knew was about the time the poison worked its way out of her body, the spider returned and ripped open the cocoon.

“Hello, Sleeping Beauty. Have a nice nappy?” Dragon Queen said through unseen speakers. “For your sake, I’d poop a billion baby spiders real quick. Otherwise someone is going to get knocked up again.”

Ms Americana tried to get her still groggy mind to wrap itself around the idea that Dragon Queen put in her mind. When it hit home, it hit hard.

“Ugh! Not again! Never again!” the voluptuous super vixen cried, kicked straight up and struck a chelicera, breaking it off. She grabbed it out of midair as the spider reared back in shock and pain. Then the enraged vigilante leapt upon the spider with a cried of rage and disgust, driving the sharp piece of chelicera into its eyes and head over and over until the beast gave up the ghost. “Uuughh. Ack! So disgusting.”

Ms Americana wanted to puke. She was slathered in spider ichor. Her gorgeous silken black hair was saturated in it. It was even on her lips, and in her mouth. So disgusting.

“Hey, are you naked?” Dragon Queen’s merry voice echoed through the cavern. “I hate to say it, but you might be the only one capable of pulling off the ole boots and belt look. You go girl.”

Ms Americana scowled up toward the sound of her enemy’s voice.

“I killed your stupid spider,” Ms Americana said in a dangerously low voice.

“I have another. Actually, I currently have thirty-two. That was the second to smallest one,” Dragon Queen said. “Would you like to meet the biggest one?”

“Not today,” Ms Americana said, turning away and heading on down the corridor. She wouldn’t escape the labyrinth by sitting on her fat ass. Heroines didn’t sit around bemoaning their lot in life. They took command and shaped their own fate. “Bite me.”

“I’d enjoy that. Maybe next time. If there is a next time, Ameri-fool.”

Two more turns of the labyrinth’s cavelike tunnel, and she again had the light of the green phosphorescent lichen. It wasn’t much, but it was all she had.

“A dead end?” Ms Americana said, coming to a stop before a small pool of brackish water.

“Not exactly,” Dragon Queen’s voice said. “I don’t want my fiendish pets to mingle, so I have to ensure they cannot cross into each other’s domain within the labyrinth. The spiders I created can walk on water, but they cannot go under water. That pool hides a short tunnel, to another pool on the other side.”

“And if I don’t feel like swimming?”

“How do you like spiders?”

“I see. I could use a bath anyway,” Ms Americana said, wading into the water.

It was frigid. Too cold to waste time, so she plunged down and down, and through the thankfully short tunnel. After washing the ichor off her shapely body and out of her long hair, she pushed her hair straight back and wrung it out, and then emptied her red calf boots. Then she moved on down the labyrinth.

Soon, she started noticing the lichen was thickening. Or so it seemed. The light stayed the same…dim. Suddenly she stepped out of the close quarters of the tunnel, into a cavern big as a basketball court. But it wasn’t empty by any measure.

“Great Liberty. What kind of plant is that?”

The chamber was filled with a pulsating, greenish gray mass that covered the floor, walls and ceiling. Tendrils hung from above, and more tendrils rose up, swaying, from the floor. One of the nearby tendrils quivered, pulled back a leafy foreskin to reveal a large, pink phallic protrusion, dripping with viscous fluid. It leaned towards her, as if it heard her voice.

“This is going to be super fun, my super friend,” Dragon Queen cooed with delight. “I can’t wait to start.”

“My Goddess, is that one of your inseminoid plants?”

“Yes! I’m impressed. You’re not nearly as bimboequely stupid as you look, Americana,” Dragon Queen said.

“Is there a way to get past it without, you know, getting nailed?”

“Yes.”

“Well?”

“You really expect me to tell you? Maybe you are as bimboequely stupid as you look.”

“I’m not amused.”

“I am.”

Ms Americana looked around for a weapon. There was no wood, despite there being a vast plant before her. But she did find a pair of fist sized rocks. Bashing rocks.

“What do you expect to do with those?” Dragon Queen asked.

“Smash your pathetic plant to mush.”

“First time you hit one of the tendrils, the whole plant will go berserker,” she said. “Remember, you catch more flies with honey than vinegar.”

“Meaning?”

Dragon Queen sighed dramatically. “You are so dense. Okay, but this is the last time I help you. If you attack the plant, it will attack you. If you are nice to the plant, it will be nice to you,” Dragon Queen said.

“So I should talk to the stupid thing?”

“No. Talk is cheap. It’s an inseminoid plant. It thinks with its cock, like a man,” Dragon Queen said. Ms Americana glanced at the plant again, confused. She spotted another tendril exposing a phallic appendage, and then pulled it back in. And it dawned on her. “I see you are figuring it out.”

“Oh my Goddess, you don’t mean I have to give the disgusting thing a blowjob?”

“Blowjob, pussy, anal, it just wants to get some,” she said. “If you give it up freely, it will not try to force you.”

“You are crazy! I’m not going to have willing sex with that monstrosity,” Ms Americana cried. “I have my virtue to think about! I’m the Queen of Justice, a role model for millions of young women. I can’t just…”

“Stay where you are?” she said. “That’s your only other option. Put out, willingly or forced, or die where you are.”

Ms Americana gazed out across the “field” of living plant. How many blowjobs would she have to give? One? A dozen? She couldn’t just stay there. Then another thought crossed her mind.

“I suppose no matter what I choose to do, you will be beaming it out blow by blow on the internet,” Ms Americana said. The thought disgusted her. Her enemies and perverts throughout the world would watch and whack off to the sight of her sexual ordeal, her shame and humiliation.

“Sweetie, we’re live as we speak, and have been nonstop since you entered the labyrinth. No matter what you do, we are going to be watching with bated breath.”

Ms Americana looked across the cavern. She could see the pool that was her escape route. The plant went all the way to the shoreline. It completely covered the floor, walls and ceiling. There was no getting around it. If she wanted out, she had one way and two choices.

“Dragon Queen, I cannot wait to get my hands on you,” Ms Americana said, stepping up to the edge of the inseminoid plant. One of the hanging tendrils turned slowly her way, and its phallic appendage emerged once, twice, three times. It was close enough to see it was thicker near the end, with a tiny hole to emit some sort of excretion. Semen? Highly potent semen, so that meant she’d have to try to keep it strictly oral.

“Oh my God, you really are going to do it,” Dragon Queen squealed with delight. “I never believed you would WILLING give yourself to a inseminoid plant. I mean, it is your best chance at getting through, but still. You are Ms Fucking Americana, too proud to be bright.”

“Pour it on, Dragon Bitch,” Ms Americana snarled. “Throw more gas on my fire of vengeance.” Dragon Queen just laughed. “Anything I need to know?”

“Lots. I doubt I’ll share all of it with you. Hahaha!”

“Thanks for nothing.”

Heart racing insanely, the sexy super heroine placed a stiletto heeled boot on the plant and slowly put her weight on it. The plant didn’t seem to react. So she took another step, and the hanging tendril turned toward her again. She stopped, holding her breath. It moved slowly towards her. Her baby blues went wide, mouth watering and twat aching terribly. Even her sphincter felt like it puckered up tight.

“Be slow and gentle, Ms Ameri-sucker.”

Licking her full red lips, the beautiful super heroine waited to ensure the tendril would reach her. It did. So she gentle reached up and wrapped her left hand around the tendril, just below where the phallic appendage came out. The foreskin immediately peeled back, and she caught a big whiff of its heady stench.

“Oooh. Nasty,” she groaned. A viscous drop of something started to ooze out of the end. She held her breath and slowly pulled it over to her face. Ms Americana slowly stretched her tongue out. She gave the tip of the phallus a firm lick. It quivered in her hand, and her belly quivered. The taste. Exactly like cum. Maybe a bit sweet. So she gave it another lick. And another. Finally, she pressed her full red lips to the tip, and sucked it into her mouth. “MMmmmghh.”

“Good girl. You give good plant.”

While she bobbed her head on the phallus, the sexy super heroine cut her eyes left and right, looking for any sign she was riling up the plant. But true to Dragon Queen’s word, the rest of the plant remained calm.

“Mmmmgggh.” Slurp. Gulp…Sluurp. “Mmmgg. Hummmggh.” Gulp. Gulp. Ssslurp. “How long must I suck it?”

“Until it comes, Sugar Lips.”

One difference between it and an actual cock. The phallus produced a steady stream of oozing pre-cum. She’d was afraid her stomach would fill before she finished the first one, so she stopped swallowing and let it dribble out around her mouth. Disgusting, but necessary. Soon her titanic tits were drenched with the viscous, sticky stuff, and it was dribbling down across her flat belly.

“So disgusting,” she whispered. Slurp. Slurp. “Nngh. Ugh. Mmmmmmmm.” Then it convulsed, releasing a torrent of milky, sticky semen. It ballooned her cheeks, and flowed down over her spectacular naked body. “Ack! Gak! Nagh!” Cough! Cough! “Hhhggghhh.”

“That’s how you do it, Sweetie,” Dragon Queen said.

“I hate you,” she whispered. Ms Americana released the phallus and it pulled way toward the ceiling. She looked around carefully. None of the other tendrils seemed interested. So she took a tentative step. And another. And another. She got a good fifteen feet before another tendril turned toward her, its phallic appendage sliding out. This time it moved quicker towards her. “Here we go again.”

The beautiful vigilante took hold of the exposed phallus and guided it to her mouth. Like before, she started by licking it, then sucked it in. This time she tried stroking the base with one hand while giving the tip intense “head.” She got the “climax” out of it she was looking for, but it didn’t come any faster or any easier. Once she finished, though, another phallus was poking at her naked rump.

“Oh! Not there,” she said, gently taking hold of the tendril and pulling it up to her mouth. It was one of them attached to the ground, and a short one. Ms Americana had to bend over at the waist to suck it. “Mmmmmmgggghhh.”

That phallus fooled the panting heroine. After five minutes of pretty intense head and head bobbing, it shot barely a mouthful into her. She dutifully swallowed, and released. Then it exploded in her lovely masked face. Drenched her face, neck and tits in thick, white cum. Dragon Queen roared with laughter.

“Money shot!” Dragon Queen said. “You should’ve seen the look on your face, Ameri-cocksucker. Classic.”

Ms Americana just stood up straight, tilted her head back and sighed wearily. The things she endured to serve the people so heroically. Then she took a moment to lathe off as much of the cum as possible, using just her fingers and hands. Do disgusting.

The Queen of Justice zeroed in on that escape route. Reaching it was her only hope. She was at about a quarter of the way across. The tendrils grew more closely packed as she went. They were the thickest closest to the water. Where she was at the tendrils were a couple of feet apart. Near the water they hung inches apart. That didn’t look good.

Taking the path with the thinnest concentration of tendrils, the sexy super heroine made it halfway before another rose up to challenge her passage. Ms Americana took it soft and sweet, and gave it the best blowjob ever. Like with a man, the better the blowjob the fast the ejaculation. Right? It wasn’t working out that way, but she tried anyway. Better to have tried and failed than to have never tried at all. She was happy sucking away, when two more tendrils slid out their phalluses to either side of her face. Suddenly she had a situation. One mouth, three phalluses.

All she could to was quickly switch between all three. While she sucked on one phallus, she used both hands to stroke the other two. That way she kept all three content for the ten minutes it took to satisfy them. In that time, her body went from tingly to liquidy hot. She fought the outward signs of high arousal, afraid Dragon Queen would use it to further humiliate her. She managed to have each one in her mouth at the time of their different ejaculations. Wasn’t easy.

“Impressive,” Dragon Queen said. “I thought it had you there, Ms Amazing Mouth.”

Ms Americana glared up toward the source of that taunting voice. Breathing heavily, she took a second to daydream about beating her to a bloody pulp. The sound of her begging for mercy would be so sweet.

“Well…,” Ms Americana started to retort, when another phallus poked her butt cheeks, probing and trying to push up between them. “Oh no. It’s a short one, too.”

Turning around Ms Americana took hold of the horny plant, took a deep breath and bent over. She sucked it down right off, and started bobbing her head. The plant stiffened and quivered.

“Uuuuggghhh. Mmmgggh. Nngnghh,” she groaned, really getting into it. It was becoming harder and harder to rein in her body’s need and desires. After a few minutes, though, something bad happened. Another phallus started probing her pubic mound. A quick glance showed it was already stretched out to reach her, and couldn’t be pulled close enough to suck off both phalluses at the same time. “Oh no.”

“Oh no is right. If that little fellow doesn’t get some hot plant in girl action in the next few seconds, it will become distressed and sound the alarm. The result will be you getting ‘planted’ to that spot for the rest of your inseminoid bearing life. Hahaha!”

“Great Liberty, I’m going to have to let it…ugh,” Ms Americana groaned. So she quickly sucked on the first phallus to keep it happy a few more seconds, then turned her attention to the second. “Nothing to do but do it.”

Ms Americana guided the phallus away from her fertile pussy, and to her butt hole. Can’t get pregnant there. Relaxing her butt as much as possible, she guided it in.

“Uuugggh, so big,” she groaned, trying her best to stay loose so the plant could easily impale her butt. It quickly pushed up and up, and forced itself all the way inside her poop chute. As it began pumping in and out, Ms Americana turned back to the first phallus. She quickly gobbled it down. “Mmmmmggghhh.”

That’s when she noticed two more tendrils moving in towards her. One on each side. She reached out and gently took hold of each, beginning to stroke them, trying to appease them long enough to get the first one off.

“Wow, you really are a super heroine. Four inseminoids at once, and here comes number five,” Dragon Queen said.

Ms Americana’s baby blues widened. She glanced left and right, but couldn’t see anything. Then she felt it. Another from below. It was poking wetly at her pubic mount, and quickly figured out where her slit was. The curvaceous super heroine froze. Didn’t know what to do as the phallus rubbed up and down her slit, which was already wet and slippery from her unwanted arousal. It pushed harder and harder.

“Mmmggghhhh,” Ms Americana groaned as it finally penetrated.

Dragon Queen was crowing merrily some taunting insult or another, but Ms Americana didn’t hear her. Her blood was thundering in her ears. Her incredible body was shiny with sweat from her ordeal and arousal. She was panting hard through her nose as she continued bobbing her head and stroking two more phalluses. The legendary heroine was at her limit, and on top of that her body was about to explode with erotic pleasure.

The phallus in her mouth erupted. Cum ballooned her cheeks. Ms Americana gagged and cough up cum, which went down the wrong pipe. As she was gagging and hacking, the other phallus in her ass came, and filled her ass up.

“Great Liberty, it is too….Aaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Ms Americana dropped to her knees. The phallus in her cunt started pumping faster.

“Aaaaaaaaaagggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!” Another phallus penetrated her butt, and started pumping. “Uuuuuuggggggggggghhhhhhh! Oh…Aaaaaaaaaaghhhhhh!”

Ms Americana felt the phallus deep in her pussy come. Her baby blues went wide, remembering their semen was super potent. An almost one hundred percent chance of fertilization and pregnancy.

“Oh Goddess, it came inside me! I’m pregnant!”

The Queen of Justice panicked. She tried to scramble to her feet, but tendrils immediately wrapped around wrists, legs and throat. She was quickly dragged to the ground and held tight, flat on her back and writhing fruitlessly.

“It can’t end like this! I can’t go out a brood mare for inseminoid PLANTS!”

“Oh, but it can, Ms Home and Garden,” Dragon Queen said.

That was all Ms Americana could say. Seconds later a phallus pushed into her mouth. Her ass was already full of inseminoid plant, so another phallus penetrated her already seeded cunt, and started pumping.

As she lay there, two more different tendrils rose up from the floor. They had bell shaped flowers on their ends. At least that is what Ms Americana thought until they turned downward and attached themselves to her engorged, sensitive nipples. Stingers injected something into the nipples, that quickly had her titanic tits burning and swelling.

Ms Americana arched her back and quivered when two things happened at once. She climaxed yet again, and milk started flowing out of her big juicy melons. Over the next hour, her big beautiful breasts slowly deflated. Drained dry.

Shortly after her tits ran dry, the other phalluses retreated. But she was still held down tightly. Looking down her body with bleary eyes, Ms Americana noticed her belly was terribly distended.

“What the…?!?”

“Oh, didn’t I mention that the gestation period for the inseminoids is one hour?” Dragon Queen’s voice cheerfully informed her. “You, Sweetie, are about to become a MOTHER!”

Five minutes later….”Oh! Oh! What is…oh!”

“Water broke!” Dragon Queen said. “Here she comes.”

Ms Americana started bucking and huffing and puffing out of instinct. Her belly started contracting, pushing, expending. Dragon Queen called out for her to push, push, push. A few minutes of that, and….Squish.

“Aww, it’s a baby monster. A semi-sentient plant that loves getting it on with super women,” Dragon Queen said.

With the birth, the tendrils released Ms Americana. She scrambled for the only way out. The far pool. She got about ten feet, before tendrils wrapped around her throat, both tits, several places on her long legs, and both arms. She was bore to the ground, face up. And more phalluses appeared, to dive into her mouth, pussy and butt. And it all started over again.

Ten hours later, an exhausted, gasping vigilante splashed into the pool. She swam with desperation, staying under the water until she passed through the tunnel and emerged on the other side. Dragging herself up on the sandy beach, Ms Americana passed out cold.

Many hours later….

“Ooooh, my aching boobies,” Ms Americana groaned out. She was laying on her back, booted feet still in the water. Her feet were so terribly cold, too. Sitting up, she rubbed her engorged, very taut tits. “Oh, those horrid plants got my tits super charged with milk production.”

The sexy super heroine pushed her titanic tits together. Hard. And two streams of hot milk squirted out. She pushed until her skin was loose enough for comfort.

“Just another reason I have to kill that bitch.”

“Really? After I helped you through the inseminoid patch, too,” Dragon Queen’s hated voice said from above.

“You call that help?” She looked around, then stood up and tested her reflexes. Aside from the aching, milk-engorged tits, she was as good as new after sleeping. “How long have I been down here?”

“Why? Do you have a date or something? Details. I insist,” Dragon Queen taunted.

Ms Americana crinkled her nose up at the voice. She shook her head. By verbally sparring with Dragon Queen she was probably helping her with the online porn show they were putting on.

“Let’s see. I was too drugged by the spider poison to keep track of time, but you said the poison lasted for forty-eight hours. Two days there. At least twelve hours with the inseminoids. And however long I slept. I say three days, so far. My growling belly would agree.”

“What? You’re hungry after eating all that plant protein?”

Ms Americana just started walking. She wasn’t giving Dragon Queen the satisfaction of an answer.

“You’re almost as much fun as Got Gal and her little team of super heroine misfits that enjoyed my old labyrinth of fun.”

Ms Americana soon was plunged into wonderful silence. As she entered another narrow section of tunnel, she noticed Dragon Queen didn’t taunt her. Probably only had cameras and speakers at select locations. It was a good hour before she entered another vast cavern chamber.

“It’s empty,” she said, striking a classic super heroine pose at the entry.

As soon as she spoke a head popped up in the middle of the chamber. He had been laying down behind a boulder.

“A cow?”

“Oh, if you call him a cow that will just piss him off. You don’t want to piss the Minotaur off, Ms Americana,” Dragon Queen said ominously.

“Minotaur?”

“Half bull and half man.”

“I know what a minotaur is,” she snapped, baby blues flashing. “Why create one?”

“To torment and fuck super heroines?” Dragon Queen said. “Another thing. Never say he’s hung like a horse. He is, but he finds being compared to a horse quite offensive.”

Ms Americana barely heard Dragon Queen’s warning. She had bigger problems. The minotaur stood up. And up. And up. He was HUGE. Ten feet tall, and his horns had to be six feet across. The minotaur was splendidly built. Thick chest slanting down into a narrow waist and ending in thick muscular legs. Since he was naked, his genitalia hung obscenely in plain view. His fur was black as her hair, and black eyes glinted with evil intellect.

“He looks mean.”

“He is.”

“Oooookay.”

He started sniffing her way. She froze, standing perfectly still. After a moment he seemed to lose focus on her, turning his head this way and that, sniffing constantly. When she shifted slightly, his eyes zeroed in on her again.

“Half blind?”

“Nearsighted,” she said. “I’m working on it.”

“I still don’t see a use for a minotaur. You’re wasting your time.”

“Imagine a hundred thousand of them. Soldiers. Big, unstoppable. Frightening creatures out of nightmares. Each five hundred pounds of rage and darkness, armed with modern weapons and bestial strength and endurance,” Dragon Queen said. “All yours for the right price.”

“Oh my Goddess!” Ms Americana cried as he started running towards her. “I have to fuck him to pass?”

“No. You can just passively let him fuck you, but nothing says you have to fuck him back,” Dragon Queen’s voice echoed. “Of course, you super heroine types ALWAYS fuck back. You especially give as good as you get, Ms Horny Whore.”

The statuesque super heroine felt her face heat up at that jab. As all women know, nothing hurts like the truth. As he ran toward her, the Minotaur’s cock was quickly growing harder and longer. It was HUGE. And the sight of it made her breath quicken, her heart race and her whole body tingle and ache with need.

Fighting occurred to her first. But that thought was immediately followed by the knowledge that she was depowered. Her super powers were fueled by pent up sexual frustrations. The spider partially depowered her, by forcing her to climax. Then Dragon Queen’s pervert plant finished her off with countless forced climaxes. She was still strong and fast, but no more so than an Olympic athlete. No match for a ten foot tall, muscle bound minotaur.

“No!” Ms Americana suddenly cried, baby blues flashing defiantly. “I will NOT run! I am a superior woman, Delta City’s PREMIER super heroine. I am MS AMERICANA, the Queen of Justice! I have fought and defeated worse creatures! I am indomitable!”

“You’re an insufferable boar,” Dragon Queen said. “But such fun to watch getting FUCKED.”

“Ha! I’ll show you what I can do!”

“I know. You can fuck a minotaur. Let the show begin.”

The ultra sexy super heroine cried out in frustration and rage, and charged the minotaur. Both running at full speed, they quickly closed. The minotaur’s big hands reached for the beautiful vigilante, but she smirked knowingly. Ms Americana gave the vile creature just enough time to commit himself, then she leapt up and did a flipping vault over his head, using his wide spread horns. They both whirled around, and Ms Americana kicked him in the nuts.

“Aaaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhh!” he screamed.

“Take that, monster,” she cried, then leapt up in a flying roundhouse to his bull head’s snout. He staggered back a step, as she closed and started pounding his stomach and chest with punches. “You’re going down, COWboy.”

“Huugggh?” Minotaur said, stiffening.

“Ooops, I warned you, Ms Cocky Twat,” Dragon Queen said.

“Warned me? About what?” Ms Americana said, hesitating. Then she realized her punches were ineffective against the massive minotaur. She should’ve stuck with kicks to the head and balls. Big mistake, and big mistakes in the costumed heroine business meant big cocks reaming out your ass. “Uh-oh.”

Ms Americana’s baby blues went wide as she saw his massive fist coming at her in a powerful uppercut. Saw it way too late.

“Oofff!” Ms Americana grunted, her red booted feet coming off the ground as her head snapped back and she flew backwards several feet. To land on her sweet round butt. The minotaur snatched her up by the hair, and pounded five more punches to her taut belly. “Uuugugghhhh.”

Ms Americana felt him lift her up in both hands, high above his horned head. Then with a scream of rage, Minotaur threw her as far as he could. Ms Americana gasped as she was overwhelmed by vertigo, then she slammed into the rocky ground.

“Uggh,” the sexy super heroine groaned.

Panting, she lay on her back and watched the minotaur march toward her. She felt so weak, but could also tell her genetically enhanced body was quickly healing, recovering. Even without her power belt she healed super fast. Didn’t need pent up sexual frustrations for that Gift. But she needed time. Just minutes, really. The minotaur didn’t seem the patient type, though.

Minotaur reached down, seizing her throat with both hands. She felt his strength immediately, since he started to strangle her. Panicking, Ms Americana used the only weapon she had against him. She applied bright red boot to sensitive big balls. He released her throat to clutch at his tortured gonads.

Ms Americana jumped to her booted feet, then leapt high and grabbed onto his wicked looking horns. One red-gloved hand to either side if his ugly bull face, she planted her feet on his thick thighs and looked hard into his vicious eyes.

“Lights out, Cow,” Ms Americana sneered, and head butted him as hard as she could. “Ooooooh.”

“Hahaha! Did you see that, boys!” Dragon Queen cried as Ms Americana’s eyes crossed, her hands slipped off his horns and she slowly fell straight back to the ground. “His head is harder than HERS. She knocked herself out!”

She wasn’t exactly out. Dazed was more like it. Ms Americana couldn’t move her arms or legs, and the angry minotaur kicked her shapely legs very wide. Then he knelt between her knees and grabbed her 38Gs with both hands.

“Party time!” Dragon Queen cried.

“Ugh!” Ms Americana grunted as his monstrous cock penetrated her slippery wet cunt. Her red booted legs rose off the ground and spread in a big V, while her back arched up to her limit and her eyes went wide and mouth opened in a big O. “Aaaaaaggggggghhhh. Too…big….Oooooooohhhhhh, Goddess.”

“Look at that. Five seconds, and she’s already humping him back,” Dragon Queen’s hated voice echoed mockingly. Milk began squirting out of her engorged nipples, soaking her titanic tits, neck and belly with the nutritious fluid. “Oh man, look at our friend Minotaur MILKING the High and Mighty Queen of Justice for all the pleasure she’s worth. Bwhahahaha!”

The gorgeous vigilante so wanted to respond to that, but Minotaur was fucking her soundly. Her body was on fire, sweat soaking her from head to toe, leaving her spectacular body all sexy shiny. Minotaur started licking the milk off her tits with his huge, wide and rough tongue, that send waves of erotic pleasure radiating throughout her oversexed body.

“Great Liberty, he is totally filling me up with his cock! No one has ever done that!” Ms Americana cried, feeling the last of her intellect slipping away. Her will and ability to fight were already shattered. Her body was wound up like a spring, ready to release at any second with a life-altering climax. When it exploded deep within her quaking belly, the sexy super heroine knew it was the end. “My Goddess, Minotaur is going to TAME ME! Aaaaaaaaagggggggghh! Oh, yes! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“And that will put the once virtuous super heroine into super whore mode,” Dragon Queen crowed joyfully. “Her mind is wiped clean by such a power climax, and now she has no thoughts except fucking and sucking. Ms Americana is nothing but an unadulterated sex machine. A lusty, busty, enthusiastic fuck toy.” She paused to laugh. “Just the way we like her.”

Ms Americana grabbed hold of Minotaur’s horns and hung on tightly as he licked her titties and humped her hard and fast. Her head rocked back and forth as she became consumed with lusty need and desire.

“Oh yes! Yes! Oh Goddess, YES! YES! YES!” she cried.

“Ms Bimbolina is getting her ass reamed royally,” Dragon Queen said. “And that ain’t no bull. Wait, Minotaur is a BULL. Ms Americana is getting BULL WHIPPED. Cock whipped into a fucking frenzy.”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!”

Minotaur fucked her another twenty minutes, forcing her to climax more than a dozen times before he finally climaxed, filling her cunt to the max with bull cum. Then he straddled her waist and started rubbing his sticky wet cock all over her titanic tits and beautiful masked face. The vanquished vigilante reveled in it. She licked and stroked his nasty cock, hugged it and titty-fucked it a moment. When he finally stood up over her, Ms Americana crawled to her knees and started licking him clean from hairy nuts to rubbery dickhead. She licked him perfectly clean, before he forced her to all fours and shoved it up her ass.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh! Goddess, it hurts…so…GOOD.”

They fucked for hours, in every position imaginable. In the wee hours of the night, they finally passed out from exhaustion. Minotaur lay on his back, with Ms Americana sprawled atop and across his lap. It was a glorious sight to behold. Dragon Queen smiled, and dragged herself off to bed.

Dragon Queen’s super heroine porn website’s membership had tripled since Ms Americana entered the labyrinth. The evil Asian scientist was literally making millions. Tens of millions.

Dragon Queen awoke six hours later to discover membership had jumped another 1.1 million overnight. At twenty dollars a pop, she was pleased.

“I could conceivably make a cool one hundred million off Ms Americana fucking,” she mused as she returned to her bank of labyrinth monitors. She found Minotaur and Ms Americana laying on their sides, spooning. “How sweet.”

Of course, he had a hard-on, and it was pushed up between her thighs. Ms Americana’s red gloved hands were both wrapped around that thick shaft as she slept.

“Sweet but boring,” Dragon Queen said, smirking. She turned on the microphone, and moved her glossy, full red lips close. “Hey! Sleepy heads. Your fans are eager for you to start today’s live internet sex show. So, get fucking.”

That startled them. Their heads rose up and looked up into the darkness above. Ms Americana wasn’t sure how much Minotaur understood. He couldn’t speak, that was for sure. He just grunted and made cow noises. But he wasn’t dumb. Not nearly dumb enough, at any rate. Then she realized what her hands were holding and jerked away.

“Eww.”

Ms Americana froze when Minotaur stirred behind her. Would it be anal again? Or doggie style? Or would he flip her over to do it missionary? Or would he force her to suck him off? Her mouth watered, and her body tingled and ached with readiness and need. After a full night’s sleep, Ms Americana was in full control of her faculties again, but her body was ready, willing and more than able to start fucking again.

She steeled herself for the expected penetration, but instead Minotaur just stumbled to his feet and staggered over a good five feet. A second later, a thick stream of steaming piss started up. Ms Americana sat up, then looked past him. A big boulder. Her baby blues locked on his huge, hanging ball sack. She knew it intimately, having licked it clean a dozen times the previous night. The thought of doing it all over again, and again, and again, disgusted the shapely super heroine. Anger rose and she snarled at Minotaur’s back.

Leaping to her feet, Ms Americana rushed up behind Minotaur and savagely kicked him in the nuts. Five times. That bent him over in pain, and she kicked him in the butt. That last kick sent him forward, to crash headfirst into the boulder.

Minotaur was out.

“Bravo, Ms Takes It Up the Asshole,” Dragon Queen said. She sounded a bit annoyed. “I didn’t think you still had it in you. I guess you get to move on to the next perversion. Hahaha!”

“Sicko,” Ms Americana muttered, hurrying away.

“Hey, that’s good. Running makes your naked titties bounce all over the place. Sweeeeet,” Dragon Queen purred. “I like the way your fat ass jiggles, too. Bouncy hair, tits and ass. I fine sight to behold, Ms Amazing Body.”

Ms Americana kept running. She understood she was putting on a show for the perverts, but she had to escape before Minotaur woke up. He could easily outrun her, and it would all be over again. This was her only chance to escape.

Halfway across the cavern, she heard Minotaur roar with rage. She glanced back to see him racing after her, head down, wicked horns forward. She screamed in fear, throwing her hands up and ran for all she was worth.

He was almost upon her when she reached the tiny pond at the base of the stone wall. She didn’t hesitate. Ms Americana dived into the water at a full run. A second later she heard Minotaur hit the water. The curvaceous super heroine swam as hard as she could, seeing a tiny circle of an opening about five feet below the surface.

Just as she reached it, Minotaur seized her left ankle.

“Uuuggghh,” she screamed, kicking viciously.

Her air was running out. Her lungs were burning after the long sprint and swim. Minotaur got hold of her other ankle, too. Her life as Minotaur’s sex slave, brood mare flashed before her mind’s eye. Panicking, she kicked for all she was worth and broke free. A second later she slipped through the hole. That passage was way too tiny for Minotaur to pass through, even without his horns.

Reaching the other side, she spent another moment in the frigid water to wash away Minotaur’s cum. It was all over her body, and saturated her waist length black hair, too. Cum and sweat and mother’s milk. Her overfull tits ached obscenely, forcing her to take the time once again to squeeze them together hard, squirting out enough milk to make it comfortable.

“Oh, yes, milk yourself, baby,” Dragon Queen purred sexily. “You know how to turn us all on, Ms Babycakes. Now whip your long hair around, shake your monster mammaries at us before you bend over and give yourself a sexy bootie slap.”

“I don’t think so, pervert,” Ms Americana snarled. “I’m a superior woman. I will not degrade myself like that.”

“Huh? Have you already forgotten what you did with our friend Minotaur? Or to and with those lovely inseminoid plants before him? Or the spider?”

“Spare me your sick, demented humor,” Ms Americana sneered as she pushed her wet hair straight back out of her face, and wrung is as dry as she could make it.

An odd sound rose up around her. Like a tittering. A tiny laughter. Ms Americana looked up and around, and froze. There had to be dozens of the ugliest, most twisted looking little green men she’d ever seen. They were hideous. Monstrously ugly.

“Oh, forgive me, Ms Bimbiana. Please be kind enough to meet my newest creation. Goblins,” Dragon Queen said. “Goblins, this is Ms Fuckmeat. She’s going to be the mother of your children. Bon appétit!”

None of the goblins were more than three feet tall. But they had really big cocks. At eight inches on a three foot body, they looked to be mostly cock.

“Nookie!” they cried in unison.

“Oh SHIT!” Ms Americana screamed while they surged at her as one.

There had to be a hundred of the little monsters. Within seconds they were swarming all over her, swinging joyfully from her waist length hair, clutching at her nipples as their little bodies swung back and forth, shoving whole tiny fists up her ass and pussy.

“Get…off…ME!” the sexy super heroine cried, and managed to fling one of the little buggers off her right arm. He landed in the water behind her, and screamed bloody murder. In fact, all of the goblins frozen, staring at him in horror. She glanced back and noticed the water was dissolving him like acid. “Great Liberty, water melts them.”

The goblins all screamed in fear. But they didn’t scamper away. Oh no. Indeed, more of the tiny monsters climbed onto her. Within moments their weight bore the sexy super heroine to the ground. They brought up stakes and rope, and quickly had the sexy super heroine staked down spreadeagle.

“Dragon Queen! Call them off me this instant!” Ms Americana screamed, suddenly feeling goblin cock penetrating her vulnerable pussy.

A goblin with a distended belly and spindly arms and legs climbed onto her face, and pressed his cock to her full red lips. Then he leaned over her face, looking into her baby blues as he clutched at her ears.

“Eat me.”

In answer, Ms Americana shook her head violently and dislodged him. He climbed back up, pressed his cock harder into her mouth, penetrating her lips, but stopped by her clinched teeth. This time, instead of holding onto her ears, he stuck two fingers in each eye. As tears flowed, he growled a warning.

“Suck me off, or I’ll take both of your eyes,” he said. “They are delicious!”

“He’s not lying,” Dragon Queen said. “Their favorite thing to eat are eyeballs. It’s really quite disgusting, but what can I do? Goblins will be goblins.”

“This is so….uuggghhh,” Ms Americana said. Tears rolling out of her aching eyes, Ms Americana slowly opened her mouth for the goblin’s cock. He slipped in with a sigh of contentment. The goblin didn’t pull his fingers out of her eyes until she started sucking his cock in earnest. “Uuummmmmmm.”

“That’s the way, girlie. Hum while you suck. Good vibrations,” he said in his tiny voice. “Suck me good.”

“Uuuuggghh,” Ms Americana groaned, lifting her hips a good six inches off the ground as another goblin shoved his fist and forearm up her ass. Triple penetrated, she lay there quaking with sexual need as countless goblins crawled all over her, fighting viciously for position. Somehow they discovered a new delight about her spectacular body. “Hhhhhhhhmmmmmmm.”

“MILK!” one cried.

“Uuuuggggmmmmm,” she groaned as two sharp-toothed mouths clamped on her nipples, and started to suck with remarkable strength. Her tits gave it up easily, and soon she was being triple fucked to the sound of joyful slurping and gulping. “Hhhhhuuuuggghhhhhh.”

“Oh my, they discovered another beloved treat. Milk. Oh, did I mention that super heroine milk seems to be a powerful aphrodisiac with goblins? Well, I’m telling you now. Steel yourself, for they are about to go into sexual overdrive, baby.”

Suddenly, her pussy filled with cum. Ms Americana’s body reacted profoundly, as it usually did to anyone coming inside her. She climaxed. “Aaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggghhhhhhh!”

Another goblin replaced him before her belly stopped trembling, then the goblin in her mouth came. For the next three hours two goblins at a time fucked her pussy and mouth, while others took turns fisting her ass and drinking milk from her bottomless tits.

For no reason she could understand, the goblins all stopped at once and moved back into a circle around her. Huffing and puffing, the weary super heroine withed in her bonds and tried to clear her head. Mostly, though, she missed the feel of cock inside of her.

“What?!? Why?!? Ohhhh, I feel funny,” Ms Americana groaned. “I think I’m going to be sick.”

“No, you are about to have a baby,” Dragon Queen said with laughter. “Did I mention goblin spunk is super potent? Did I mention their gestation period is three hours? Did I mention you’ve been their fuck toy for just over three hours?” Dragon Queen cooed prettily.

Ms Americana looked down between her mammoth tits, at her distended belly. So big, and she now noticed the “kicking” and “tussling” going on deep inside her uterus.

“I just wish I could get the minotaurs’ sperm to be that potent,” Dragon Queen said.

“OH!” Ms Americana cried, feeling her water break. Seconds later she felt an incredible rush as writhing little creatures started sliding out of her pussy. One after another.

“Oh, by the way, goblins come in LITTERS of six to ten,” Dragon Queen. “There’s one, two, three….four, five….six…seven, eight….nine, ten….eleven, twelve…thirteen and FOURTEEN! Wow. You’re the MOTHER of all mothers. You’re the Goblin Queen!”

Ms Americana looked down her shapely body, at all of her goblin progeny. And fainted.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Ten days later…

Dragon Queen returned to the monitoring room after a good night’s sleep. Ms Americana was not where she left her the night before, passed out after giving birth to another eight goblins. She wasn’t concerned. The goblins moved her after every birth. The ground between her legs was left muddy with afterbirth, after all. Even goblins weren’t disgusting enough to leave her in one spot.

The gorgeous Asian villainess paused to remember all of those wicked disgusting births. Ms Americana gave birth to a litter at least six times a day. She averaged ten goblins a litter, though had given as few as four and as many as twenty-one.

“I wonder how many more babies they got off your super duper body while I slept?” Dragon Queen muttered as she swept the entire sprawling cavern for her prize. The goblin domain was the largest of them all. They bred so quickly it had to be. But they also only lived about a year. “Where is she?”

Finally in frustration, she zoomed in on a horde of goblins sitting around and picking the fleas of each other, like a group of apes.

“Hey! Goblins. Where the big baby maker, Ms Americana?”

“Escaped,” one said, and they all looked dejected.

“What? How?”

They all shrugged in unison. Goblins did everything in unison. They had a limited telepathic connection with each other, and acted as one more often than not. She really wanted to figure out how she gave that to them, so she could give it to the minotaurs. Not to mention give the minotaurs goblin potency.

“Big girl gone when we wake up,” three said. “We look everywhere. Tracks lead to pool at other end. She gone. Have to play with own dicks again. You give us another big girl to play with?”

“Hmmm, soon,” Dragon Queen said. She was not pleased. If Ms Americana escaped the goblins, then she was out of the labyrinth as well. The super whore escaped. “Dammit.”

“Looking for me, Dragon Bitch,” Ms Americana snarled from behind the beautiful Asian.

Dragon Queen’s eyes widened, then she slowly turned her head. Ms Americana stood just within the door. She was locking the door as Dragon Queen spotted her.

“Hmm, look at that. No ninjas to protect you, Dragon Queen,” Ms Americana said, baby blues narrowed and dangerous. Her red gloved hands folded into fists. “And you have never needed protection so much in your miserable life.”

Dragon Queen moved with fluid graced as she climbed out of the chair and flowed into an elaborate Kung Fu stance. Ms Americana looked her over warily. She’d forgotten that Dragon Queen was a black belt in a dozen different martial arts. The raven-maned Asian wore a form-fitting red mini dress, with Mandarin collar and golden dragon designs writhing up one side. Her shapely legs were long, and stuffed into sky high stiletto pumps, with straps around her ankles.

Ms Americana had taken the time to go home, shower and put on a spare costume. So she stood before her nemesis in her full super heroine glory. Unfortunately, she was still depowered. It was going to be Aphrodite woman versus Aphrodite woman, neither with super powers at their disposal.

“I defeated you in personal battle twice already, Dragon Queen,” Ms Americana said as she started confidently across the room. Her sharp stilettos clacked loudly on the highly polished black tile.

“And I defeated you twice before that,” Dragon Queen sneered. “Our TIE is about to be broken, and you will suffered enormously for it, Ms Bimbolina.”

“You’re overconfidence will be your undoing, Dragon Slut,” Ms Americana sneered back.

“Remember those infamous last words, Ms Americana, while I am breeding you with my newest creation, a giant semi-sentient APE.”

“In your dreams,” the Queen of Justice snarled. “I am done providing you and your internet perverts with sexual entertainment, Dragon Whore. This time, I’ll be dishing out the ENTERTAINMENT.”

“I don’t think so,” Dragon Queen said, and then noticed just where Ms Americana stopped before her. So tempting. Oh…so…tempting. And profitable, too. Hmmm. “Oh the Hell with it, breeding you with an ape would be fun, but not as much fun or as profitable as…THIS!”

Dragon Queen kicked out at the control console, and her slender stiletto hit the large red button. She spun around as the click of the latch releasing echoed through the room. Ms Americana’s face was perfect, full of shock at being caught in the same trap. AGAIN.

“Oops, there she goes,” Dragon Queen laughed, clapping her hands as Ms Americana fell down the trap door, into the long, curving, looping, dizzying chute to another labyrinth, even lower and longer than the previous one. “What a BIMBO!”

Dragon Queen punched in the code, and the cameras all changed to another chamber. It was the largest subterranean chamber she had.

“Ooff! Great Liberty, not AGAIN!” Ms Americana’s voice echoed from the speakers.

Dragon Queen zoomed in on the discombobulated super heroine.

“Busty bimbo, take two,” Dragon Queen purred. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head too much, Ms Fucklicious. I’ll put a notice up on my porn site directing all our well paying horny friends around the world to this new labyrinth of kinky delight.”

“New labyrinth?” the curvaceous cutie said, baby blues wide in disbelief as she looked all around for any threats.

“Yes ma’am, Ms Licks-Them-All-Spic-N-Spam,” Dragon Queen said. “Don’t worry. No spiders, minotaurs or goblins. They are all so yesterday, after all. You know, you’ve been there, done them, and all. Nope. All new horny horrors for you, my fat titted cow.”

“Like what?”

“Well, first up….Centaurs! Don’t you love Greek mythology? I know I find it inspiring,” Dragon Queen said, and laughed. “Oh, by the way, they really LOVE it when you say they are hung like a horse. And they are, too.”

“They?”

“Oh, did I fail to mention it? Centauri are not solitary creatures like the minotaurs. Oh no, they travel in HERDS,” Dragon Queen said. “Like the goblins, except with HUGE DICKS!”

“No! Get me out of here!” Ms Americana cried. “I’m willing to negotiate. If you get me out now, I’ll put in a good word for you with the judge.”

A low thunder seemed to rise up in the distance. Ms Americana looked around, and spotted them. A herd of centaurs were heading towards her.

“You suck at negotiating, Ms Cockcandy. Have fun, Fuckmeat,” Dragon Queen sneered. “I know I’ll have a grand time, watching you getting reamed out AGAIN.”

THE END