The Boobit By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction and contains sexual material that should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or over. The following heroines in this story are the creation and property of Mr. X and used with his permission: Ms. Americana (Brenda Wade), Flag Girl (Lydia Wills), Got Gal (Tonya O'Donnell), Got Chic (Anita Jackson), Green Spectre (Axanna Morgan), Spectre Girl (Summer Morgan), Hexanna, Lady Midnight (Angela Greer), Jungle Babe, Champion Girl, Amazing Babe (Jessica Lockheart), Shield (Carla Rogers), Azure Angel (Yumi Wong), Omega Woman (Cameron Dodge), Power Lass (Karen Clark), Wolf Woman, Night Raven (Lydia Borden), Texas Star, Danger Babe, Fly Woman, Lady Sarah Kraft, Nera and Wild Girl. Other Mr. X characters used or mentioned include Professor Werder, Commissioner Borden, Dragon Queen, Bart and Biff Bilbo, Nightmare Witch, The Geek, Lady Delicious, Captain KO, Professor Pervo and The Aberration. All the other characters as far as I can remember are my own creation and feel free to use them in your own stories if you want. All feedback can be sent to: troi@hotmail.com * Prologue "Do you think orcs have huge cocks?" Brenda Wade blinked and looked up from the paperwork she was working on to look at her ward. Lydia was sprawled on a large sofa in Brenda's office reading a book. That was an unusual sight in itself as normally the pigtailed blonde teen would be on her iPhone scrolling through TikTok. The more usual aspect of Lydia's current position was how she was dressed which was in a low cut top and an extremely short skirt. The end result was that one braless boob had slipped out of the top and the skirt had ridden up to display the skimpiest of thongs. Brenda took in the sight and despite her best efforts, felt a tingle run through her pussy at the evocative sight. The Aphrodite gene in her made her want to go push her ward onto her back on the sofa and make love to her which was definitely not what she should do or even be thinking about. Brenda gave her head a shake to try and dispel the images forming in her mind and addressed the unexpected question. "Why would you ever ask a question like that?" "I'm reading The Hobbit for school and then I have to write a book report," replied Lydia as she flourished the book in her hand. "Anyway, I just wondered if the orcs were hung. I was thinking of asking that question as the opening line for my report." "Whyever would you do that?" asked Brenda with an arch of her eyebrow. "Well, my writing teacher said you need to grab people's attention with your opening line and I'm sure that would do it." "It might also get you an F," replied Brenda. "Nah," replied Lydia, "I'm sure my prof is gay. Tommy Forster said he got an A from him last semester by blowing him in his office when he went to ask him for help." "You do remember that I am on the Board of Governors for Delta City University and I shouldn't be hearing things like that about a professor?" asked Brenda with an arched eyebrow. "Well, you can't believe everything Tommy says," replied Lydia. "I mean he also told me he has banged both Ms. Americana and Flag Girl and I certainly don't remember him putting his three inch dick in me. I mean, I would have been too busy laughing." "And just how do you happen to know how big or rather how small Tommy's dick is?" asked Brenda, arching the other eyebrow. "Oh, he took Summer to a movie and pulled it out to try and get her to go down on him," replied Lydia with a roll of her eyes. "She told him she couldn't do that." "Good for her," said Brenda approvingly. "Yeah, she said she couldn't find something that small and that made it shrink even more," chortled Lydia. "We seem somehow to have got off topic," noted Brenda, "and the topic in case you forget was your book report." "Yeah, well the other thing I was wondering about when I was reading the book was where are all the women," said Lydia. "There isn't a single female character in the entire book except for this one old bitch of a hobbit." "Well, discussing the misogyny of the author would make for a slightly less dangerous opening," remarked Brenda. "Of course, if you said something like that on social media, you would probably be flamed by the trolls and I don't mean the kind in the book." "Yeah," nodded Lydia, "it didn't seem like they got Wi-Fi in their cave." Brenda wasn't sure if Lydia was being serious or ironic, but before she could follow up on that topic, an alert went off on her phone. It was the special notification for a crime in progress and upon checking the display, Brenda saw the Sixth National Bank of Delta City was being robbed. The notification was a little vague and just said it involved super powered criminals. That made it a job for Ms. Americana she thought since even the Delta City PD should be able to handle normal bank robbers, assuming they hadn't been paid off to ignore them that is. "You will have to work on your book report later," she told Lydia. "Change into Flag Girl, we've got a bank robbery to stop." * When the two heroines got to the Sixth National Bank, they found a dozen or so police officers crouched behind their squad cars with their guns pointed at the bank doors. Lieutenant "Rambo" Klink, who was in charge of the scene, was not happy to see them, or more correctly he was happy to ogle them, but did not want their help with the situation. "We've got it all under control," he said confidently as he stared down the front of Ms. Americana's bikini top and not once making eye contact. "Oh really?" asked Ms. Americana skeptically as she glared at the policeman with her hands on her hips. "How exactly are you doing that?" "I've got half a dozen snipers covering the back door and me and the boys are going in the front," replied Klink confidently. "You have got to be kidding!" blazed Ms. Americana. "What about the hostages? There have been reports of the robbers being super powered, doesn't that concern you?" ‘"There's nothing my guys and their carbines can't handle," sneered Klink. "You just cool your big tits out here and let real men get on with the job of keeping law and order in this town." Ms. Americana turned and walked back to the Ms. Americana mobile where Flag Girl sat waiting with the stereo cranked to 12 playing the latest from Beyonce. "So, when are we going in and kick some bank robber ass?" asked Flag Girl, turning the volume down. "We aren't," snapped Ms. Americana. Lieutenant Hotshot is going to handle it by himself. I might be able to get Commissioner Borden to override him, but not in time." Glumly, the two heroines sat and watched through the tinted windshield while Klink and half a dozen heavily armed officers darted across the street and through the main bank doors. "Sheesh, they weren't even locked," snickered Flag Girl as they watched the cops prepare to use a ram on the doors, only to look rather silly when the lead officer tested the doors and could just push them open. There was a lot of banging and shouting from inside the bank for several minutes and then it got quiet again. Suddenly the main doors opened again and Klink and his men came back out. They had all been stripped down to their underwear with their mouths gagged, feet tied together and their hands tied behind their backs. "I didn't say to send in the clowns," said a large man who appeared in the doorway behind the last of the assault team. He gave that man, who turned out to be Klink, a hard boot in the ass and Klink fell forward taking the rest of his squad down like dominoes. Eventually, the police officers made it to their feet again and hopped awkwardly across the street and behind the cover of the squad cars where they could be cut loose. "Oh damn, that was Bart Bilbo," breathed Ms. Americana. "And where he is, you can be sure his equally unpleasant brother Biff is around," sighed Flag Girl. The Bilbo Brothers were actual brothers with super powers, Bart with super strength and Biff with super speed. "Those two are a disgrace to the Hobbit," said Flag Girl as she watched Bart disappear back into the bank. "Well now that the ‘real men' have had a go at it and made a mess, it looks like it is up to a couple of superior women to show them how it is done," said Ms. Americana as she cracked her knuckles and started to get out of the car. "Er, so do we have a plan?" asked Flag Girl as she got out of the car and joined her mentor. "What do you mean?" asked Ms. Americana. "We go in the bank and kick Bilbo butt." "Yeah, but there are the hostages you mentioned to Klink," pointed out Flag Girl, "and I don't mean to complain or anything, but lately we just seem to bust in on the villains and somehow end up naked and getting fucked." "Well, the plan is to hit them so hard and fast, they won't know what hit them or have time to threaten the hostages," replied Ms. Americana confidently. "I was afraid of that," said Flag Girl with a sigh as she followed her mentor's shapely ass towards the main doors of the bank. To her admittedly inexperienced opinion, Ms. Americana's plan seemed remarkably like Klink's. The plan, such as it was, surprisingly didn't go well from the start. The Bilbo brothers were just sitting in a pair of chairs in the middle of the bank's main room as if waiting for them. The customers and tellers stood frozen in place as if afraid to move, which was quite likely the case. "This looks more promising than those clowns bro," said Bart as he smiled at the two heroines. "Yeah it sure is bro," replied Biff. "We didn't even have to ask for the whores to be sent in." "You two are a pair of disgusting pigs," growled Ms. Americana as she moved to stand in front of the seated pair of villains. "You hear that bro?" said Bart. "She is insulting us." "And after we went to all the trouble of waiting for her," replied Biff with a shake of his head. "What are you two cretins talking about?" demanded Ms. Americana. "Isn't it obvious toots?" asked Bart. "We had plenty of time to rob the bank and get away before even the idiot police showed up." "But the money was only a perk," said Biff. "We haven't had any good super heroine pussy for weeks, so we figured a bank robbery would attract us some prime cunt to fuck." "Of all the arrogant villains, I think you two take the cake," snapped Ms. Americana. "Thanks," said Bart. "That means a lot coming from you." He was still smiling when Ms. Americana ran forward and punched him in the face. Bart went flying backwards to crash into a display of pamphlets, but got up immediately still smiling. "Yum, I like them feisty," and he charged the senior heroine. They met halfway and began to exchange punches and kicks. "I guess that leaves you for me," said Biff as he stood up. "I don't mind because I love young, tender pussy." "Then you are going to be disappointed," growled Flag Girl as she charged the villain. She swung a punch at his smirking face, but discovered he wasn't there. "What?" she said, looking around. "Super speed blondie, remember?" grinned Biff as he popped up behind the teen hero and tapped her on the shoulder. Flag Girl swung around with incredible speed, but it wasn't nearly enough as Biff was gone again. "Come back here and fight you coward," yelled Flag Girl in frustration. "Surely," said Biff from behind her again and this time when Flag Girl turned around, he punched her and sent her flying to land in the middle of a queue of customers who scattered to avoid being hit. "Why don't you people get out of here," groaned the blonde sidekick as she struggled to her feet. "They said they would kill us if we tried to leave," said one man. "They said they wanted an audience," added a woman. "Well, he will have an audience for his defeat," declared Flag Girl angrily as she looked around for Biff. There was a blurring movement at the edge of her vision and suddenly she felt weaker. The teen hero had only a split second to realize Biff had stripped off her power belt before she was spun around and shoved so she was sprawled over one of the counters with her ass stuck up in the air. "Just hold that pose blondie," said Biff and a second later he was behind Flag Girl rubbing his bulge into her ass and cupping one of her tits in each hand. "Stop that you bastard!" cried Flag Girl who tried to move and found herself pinned in place. Looking up, she saw a middle aged black female teller staring into her face, eyes wide with fright. "Let's give the nice lady a good show blondie," laughed Biff and his hands blurred as they removed Flag Girl's costume and left her naked except for her mask and boots. "Hey, what's your name lady?" asked Biff looking at the teller. "Um, Mavis," said the woman looking down at her name tag as if needing that reminder. "Well this is your lucky day Mavis," said Biff. "Grab a couple handfuls of those big soft, white jugs and give them a squeeze." "What?" cried Mavis. "Oh no, I couldn't do that!" "Sure you can if you want to live Mavis," said Biff with a smile that would have done a crocodile proud. "I want to see you playing with those big fun bags of hers." Mavis gulped and hesitantly reached out to take one of Flag Girls breasts in each hand and started to knead and squeeze them. "I, I'm really sorry about this Miss," she told Flag Girl while staring the white teen in the eyes. "It, it's ok," moaned Flag Girl as she found herself returning the gaze as her nipples hardened from the breast manipulation. "Jeez, what a fucking little slut," laughed Biff as he pulled down his black pants and rubbed his very hard and very erect cock over the teen's soft ass. "Just a little groping from Mavis and you are dripping wet." A second later, Flag Girl felt Biff grab her hips and slam his cock home into her pussy. Suddenly there was a thump on the counter to Flag Girl's right and from the corner of her eye, she saw Ms. Americana bent over it just like she was, having taken several hard blows from Bart that had stunned her. So much for her hope of rescue, thought Flag Girl as she saw Bart shred her mentor's blue, white and red bikini from her body along with her power belt. Then Flag Girl heard a little shriek from Ms. Americana and she didn't have to look to know her mentor was getting fucked just like she was. Bart looked over at where Biff was fucking Flag Girl and saw Mavis playing with the heroine's teen tits. "Hey good idea bro," he said and pointed at the male teller just in front of Ms. Americana. "Hey you, Dane," said Bart looking at the man's name tag. "Take your cock out and shove it in the bitch's mouth." Dane hesitated a moment and then grinned. He knew this was his one big chance to nail a super heroine and he was damned well going to take it. He certainly didn't need any coaxing or threats like that stupid bitch Mavis. "Mmmmpppphhh" protested Ms. Americana as Dane pulled his seven inch cock out of his pants and pushed it between the gasping heroine's lips. With a nod of approval from Bart, the teller began to face fuck the Queen of Justice with everything he had. Bart looked up and around at the various security cameras as he was fucking Ms. Americana and smiled. "Hey bro, before we leave, we need to get a copy of the video as a souvenir." "For sure bro," agreed Biff. "I bet your new buddy there can help us with that," and he looked at Dane who nodded enthusiastically. The excitement of it all seemed to be too much for Dane as after only a few dozen strokes, he could feel his climax impending and he pulled his cock from Ms. Americana's gasping mouth and began to blast his load of hot cum in long streams over her face. ‘Not bad little man," laughed Bart as the warm cum dripped off Ms. Americana's face onto the counter. "Who is next to give her mouth a ride?" he called looking at the other tellers and customers. They all looked at each other uncertainly until a young guy in his late teens or early twenties shrugged and hopped over the counter to get in front of the heroine. "This is a lot more interesting than the stupid History class I am skipping," said the university student as he pulled out his hard cock and pushed it against Ms. Americana's full, soft lips. "I will see you are expelled for this," hissed Ms. Americana. "I'm probably going to flunk out anyway," replied the student. "Too much time spent drinking and playing video games, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity to have one of the hottest women in the world sucking my cock." There was a bit too much ego in Ms. Americana not to be pleased by the "hottest women in the world" comment and without the rest of her brain engaging, she opened her mouth and allowed this new intruder inside. "That's some nice sweet talking little bro," laughed Bart as he high fived the student. Belatedly, Ms. Americana realized what she had done, but it was too late and the fucking Bart Bilbo was giving her had her Aphrodite gene fully revved up. Resigning herself to what she had done, the brunette heroine began to slurp and suck on the student's cock with her lips and tongue. "So, how does that feel?" Bart asked the student as he continued to plough Ms. Americana's pussy with long, hard strokes. "Fucking good, moaned the student. "I've never had anyone this good sucking my cock before. Another minute or so and I'm going to bust my nut down her throat." "Go for it buddy," said Bart and he looked over at Biff. "How are things with you bro?" "There is nothing as good as a hot teen pussy wrapped around your cock," moaned Biff who was still watching Mavis play with Flag Girl's large, soft tits. The teller had an almost glazed look on her face as if she had just discovered the greatest toys in the universe. Her hands groped and moulded Flag Girl's soft tit meat and played with those large erect nipples. "Why don't you give the girl a kiss?" suggested Biff. Mavis paused in her assault on Flag Girl's melons to look down at the blonde's cute little face and her sexy lips then leaned down and captured those lips in a long, passionate kiss. It was the first time Mavis had ever kissed another woman and damn did it feel good. She felt a little ashamed of herself for taking advantage of this young girl, but things had happened so quickly that she just couldn't help herself. Flag Girl seemed to resist the kiss for a moment and then her lips parted and Mavis's tongue slipped inside and began to explore the teen heroine's mouth. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," cried the student getting blown by Ms. Americana and he began to pump his load straight down the heroine's throat into her stomach. He pulled out of the warm enclosing mouth and added a few last wads of cum to the mess already on Ms. Americana's beautiful face before the next man stepped up for a turn. Seeing the student getting his cock sucked by the dark haired beauty had broken any reserve among most of the other men in the bank and now one of the assistant managers slid his cock between Ms. Americana's lips. All this time, Bart and Biff had continued to steadily fuck the two heroines, but both were now nearly ready to explode themselves. "Time to make me a cream pie bro," said Bart as he gave a loud groan and began to pump his spunk deep inside Ms. Americana's pussy. To the heroine, it felt like someone had just opened up a fire hose inside her as she felt the warm stream of cum flood into her and fill her up to overflowing. "I want to cum on this whore's face and tits," gasped Biff as he pulled his cock free from Flag Girl's snatch and flipped her over. "Stay real close to her sweetie," he said to Mavis who made to move back. "You deserve some of this as a reward too." Mavis opened her mouth to protest and just then a blast of Biff's cum splattered over her face and into her open mouth. Taking his cock in hand, Biff began to stroke it and methodically shoot his jizz over the faces of both women and then adding a thick layer of glazing to the blonde's tits. "Not bad," he said with a chuckle as he stepped back to admire his work. "It sure takes a lot out of a guy," said Bart as he finally pulled out of Ms. Americana and also stepped back a pace to watch the assistant bank manager ramming his cock in and out of the dark haired heroine's mouth. Maybe it was the shock of the cum splattering over her face, but for whatever reason Mavis seemed to come back to her senses. She saw the two power belts of the heroines lying on the floor where the Bilbo Brothers had casually tossed them, grabbed them and tossed them to the heroines. Clasping their belts about their waists, both women felt strength flow back into them. "Excuse me," said Ms. Americana to the oblivious assistant manager as she pushed him away from her and his cock popped out of her mouth. Bart and Biff were still coming down from their climaxes and congratulating themselves on their marvellously successful plan to get laid when the booted feet of the two heroines connected with their privates. There were two simultaneous moans from the brothers and they doubled over in agony, Ms. Americana and Flag Girl rained down a flurry of further punches and kicks on their foes until Bart and Biff slipped to the floor unconscious. Now it was Ms. Americana and Flag Girl's turn to high five each other as they stood triumphant over their enemies, one booted heel resting on each of their backs. "Um, here come the police," said Mavis looking out the window. "You might want to put your costumes back on." The two heroines looked at Mavis and then down at their naked bodies and nodded agreement. Flag Girl was just reaching for her discarded costume when there was a weird buzzing noise from her power belt. "What the fuck," she said as she stared at her belt in puzzlement just as a strong electrical shock surged through her body and then she collapsed to the floor. "Oh my goddess, what happened to her," cried Mavis as she bent down over the unmoving teen heroine. "I think the cum shorted out her power belt," said Ms. Americana as she too bent over her sidekick. "Her pulse and breathing seem fine. I've got to get her back to Professor Werder's lab, so he can look her over. He is the power belt expert." * Professor Werder did indeed give the unconscious Flag Girl a good looking over when Ms. Americana carried her still naked sidekick into his lab. The professor's main problem at the moment was trying not to get a boner as he stared down at the voluptuous form of the naked, blonde teen. Correction, he thought to himself, the problem has become not letting Ms. Americana see he had already got a boner. "What do you think Professor?" asked an anxious Ms. Americana who was standing next to the examining table that contained the unconscious form of her sidekick and ward. I think I would love to fuck her or feel her lips around my cock, thought Professor Werder, but he managed somehow not to blurt these thoughts out loud. He was a man of science after all and he should be able to be objective and not think such vile things. Oh gods, he loved those huge soft looking hooters and their puffy, pink nipples. Getting a grip on himself, but not literally in this case, the Professor looked at the readings on his screens. "I agree her vitals are good," he said. "I think the best thing we can do is to let her sleep and recover naturally." Ms. Americana nodded and looked down at her sidekick who seemed to twitch and murmur something in her sleep. "I think she is dreaming," she said softly. I know I am dreaming of fucking her sweet pussy, thought the professor and immediately berated himself for such unprofessional thoughts. In her unconscious mind, Flag Girl's thoughts whirled around. There was the book she had just finished reading and the ironically named Bilbo Brothers. She began to dream.