Delta City PI #32 By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Delta City, Ms. Americana and the other heroines in the She Legion belong to Mr. X as does Dragon Queen and Captain Chloro who appear in this chapter. Witchfire gets a mention and she is the property of Silkcords. Nancy and the other characters are my own creation. Feel free to use Nancy or my other characters in your own stories as long as you keep their characters in line with what is depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com Nancy finally managed to extricate herself from the pile of melons and stood there looking around the marketplace while everyone in the marketplace looked back at her. Let's see, thought Nancy, a naked white woman holding a blood crusted knive, what could be less conspicuous than that? Oh, maybe a runaway tank painted pink? The detective sighed and had just started to walk through the marketplace, not sure where she was going when a small middle aged man walked up to her and bowed. "Ah, excuse me, would you happen to be Detective Boobs?" asked the man in excellent English. "Do you really have to ask?" replied Nancy gesturing at first her exposed breasts and the knife she was carrying. "I did not wish to presume," said the man calmly. "Someone else might object to my method of verification." Nancy noticed the small red dragon pin on the collar of his jacket and sighed. "Verify away," she said thrusting out her chest. The man beamed at her and took one of her breasts in each hand and gave them a good groping. "Ah, yes you are definitely Detective Boobs. My name is Michael Wong. My uncle told me to expect you, though perhaps a slightly less flamboyent entrance might have been better. It is quite possible that you have attracted notice." Nancy looked around the marketplace where everyone was still staring at the crazy,naked white woman. "You think?" she asked. Ah, you misunderstand," said Michael Wong. "I meant official notice. Well, it cannot be helped now. Please come with me." Nancy shrugged and at least two of the men in the marketplace fainted as their wives stood over them glowering. The blonde detective followed Michael Wong through the marketplace until he stopped at one vendor and gave the man some money. The man produced a trenchcoat and handed it with some reluctance to Nancy who put it on and slipped the knife into one pocket. "Thanks," said Nancy to Michael. "I'm afraid, I don't have any money with me to repay you." "Don't worry about it," Michael assured her. "The coat is a knockoff and it cost me about the equivalent of one dollar." Nancy turned her neck around to check the label. "London Fug?" "The manufacturer would not want to violate copyright," said Michael with a solemn expression. "Of course, it is not their fault if cheapskate westerners can't read is it?" Michael Wong led Nancy away from the marketplace and down quiet side streets to a modest, little house. Inside, he introduced a small, neatly dressed woman as his wife Joy and a teenaged girl as his daughter Hope. "Ok, I am sure this is a stupid question," said Nancy, "but why all the Western names? I did make it to China didn't I?" "Ah, we all use Western names with Westerners," said Michael. "It saves us from having to listen to you mispronounce our real names. The spelling is even worse," and he gave a little shudder. This sounded vaguely like an insult to the detective, but she decided to let it pass and just get on with her mission. "I assume your uncle told you why I was coming?" asked Nancy. "Yes, you are looking for the young woman who is calling herself Golden Qilin and who is searching for a unicorn horn that was buried near here by the Dark Mage four thousand years ago," replied Michael. "You said that like you actualy believed it and that I am not some lunatic," said Nancy. "We are Red Dragon Clan," answered Michael. "We are used to strange things. The woman you seek was seen in the village yesterday morning. She has gone up into the hills North of town. My other daughter Harmony followed her discretely and I can take yu to her." Nancy was about to reply when a knock came on the front door. Michael and Joy exchanged slightly worried looks, but then Michael crossed to the front door and opened it. Two uniformed men stood there, looking and acting like police as they stepped into the house without being invited. One was large and fat with a big round face, while the other was a small, scrawny specimen with a thin pinched face. "We are looking for the naked white woman who was in the marketplace," said the fat one, speaking in Chinese. "Several helpful citizens told us she came to this house." "These two gentlemen are police," said Michael to Nancy. "They say they are looking for the naked white woman. Their names might best be translated as Sergeant Colon and Corporal Nobbs. The two policemen smiled and nodded, apparently not Terry Pratchett fans and quite unaware of any insult. "I see," said Nancy regarding the two men. "Please tell them that I can very much assure them that I am not the woman they are looking for and in fact it was probably just a mistake and there never was such a woman in the first place." Michael quirked an eyebrow and translated Nancy's words to the two men. "They want to know how they can be assured of this fact," translated her host after listening to the reply from the policemen. "This is how," said Nancy and slipped off the trenchcoat to let it fall to the floor and stand there naked. The eyes of the two men bugged out as in truth did those of Michael, Joy and Hope Wong, but Nancy was concentrating on the two policemen and didn't see that. The blonde stepped forward and ran her hands over the quickly forming bulges in their uniform pants. "Plese tell them there willl be no need to file a report about any strangers or to bother you about this in the future," said Nancy to Michael. Michael translated this for the men and even as he was doing so, Nancy sank to her knees in front of the duo and with more practiced ease than she sometimes cared to admit, opened up their pants and pulled out their hard cocks. These weren't very big, but they were most certainly hard and the blonde gave them both a stroke with her hands as she looked up at their faces. "Do we have an understanding?" she asked Michael. Michal did some more talking and the two men nodded their heads and smiled widely. "Yes, they seem to have grasped the situation," said Michael after clearing his throat. "Or, maybe I should say that it is you who has grasped the situation correctly," and he looked down to where Nancy was slowly stroking the two hard cocks. "Good," said Nancy and took the Sergeant's cock into her mouth while continuing to stroke the Corporal. Rank has its privlidges thought Nancy as she bobbed her mouth up and down on the Sergeant's cock several times, making sure to make liberal use of her tongue. The private eye then reversed the situation as she stroked the Sergeant's now slippery shaft with one hand while using her mouth on the Corporal's member. Nancy didn't expect that this was going to take too long to complete and she was right. It took only a few switches of sucking and stroking before first one and then the other policemen came in her mouth and she swallowed all their cum down so as not to get any on Joy's clean floor. After she was done, the two men put their cocks away, smiled and told Michael that they were quite sure the reports of a naked white woman in town had been just a silly rumour before they left. "Well, if I had any doubts about your identity before, they are gone now," said Michael Wong with a grin. "Only our Filthy White Whore could have done something like that." Nancy sighed. "I do wish my title was a little more respectable," she said. "We don't," said Joy and when Nancy looked at them, the mother and daugher were both grinning broadly. "Your actions were very informative," agreed Hope. * * * "Well, things seem to be going better," observed Danial as he sat on his black throne watching the image being projected in front of him and his sister. "I told you the super heroine sex video contest was a good idea," smirked Danielle as she glanced from the closeup of Green Spectre licking her sidekick and daughter's pussy over to the pulsating yellow crystal poised over the bubbling Bloodsoul pool. "Oh, I never really had any doubts about that part of the plan," replied Danial as he pulled his cock out and began to stroke it as the camera pulled back to show the two naked blonde heroines going at it with tongues lapping at each other's pussy. "I wasn't so sure and I still am not about this super heroine registration thing you have been nudging along. It seems more likely to keep them safe at home and what good is that to us? We need them out on the street getting their asses raped on a regular basis to produce the energy we need." "Oh, I admit, it seems a bit counter intuitive," moaned Danielle as she slid a hand under her skirt to rub her clit as Green Spectre climaxed and soaked her daughter's face with her juices. "The thing is though that the heroines are too proud and too stubborn to go along with the registration act. They will continue to patrol the streets and in an even more heightened state of anxiety. So,when the inevitable happens, their sexual energy will be even greater." "Hmmm,we shall see," replied Danial as they both watched Spectre Girl return the favour to her mother and mentor by squirting her girl cum all over Green Spectre's face. Both demons looked over again at the BloodSoul pool. "We will soon have enough energy to spare to send some of our nastier pets through to Delta City," said Danielle. "The terror they will cause among the heroines and the general public will in turn feed us even more energy." "I certainly hope so," gasped Danial as he came and shot a geyser of cum that arced through the air and passed through the image of Green Spectre and Spectre Girl who were now locked in a passionate kiss. * * * "I will be damned if I register," said Ms. Americana as she slammed her fist onto the table and her 38G boobs wobbled in her skimpy red, white and blue top. I don't think any of us are going to," said Got gal as she regarded the brunette and then glanced at the other heroines gathered around the conference table in She Legion Headquarters. "Not all of us can afford the ten grand for the bond and I doubt anyone is going to trust their secret identity to an asshole like Commissioner Borden." Night Raven stirred at this and shot Got Gal a less than totally friendly look, but didn't say anything. "So, what are we going to do then," asked Champion girl as she looked around the table. "There are really only two choices," said Omega Woman with a shrug. "If we aren't going to register and like Ms. Americana, I sure as hell am not, then either we retire from the heroine business or we continue on and defy the law." "But we are heroes," protested Wolf Woman. "We have sworn an oath to uphold the law!" "Er, who exactly did we swear to?" asked Jungle Babe. "I don't recall taking any oath." "That's beside the point," snapped Wolf Woman. "It is an implicit oath." "Our oath is against the law?" asked Flag Girl, wrinkling her nose. "She said implicit, not illicit," snapped Got Chic to her fellow sidekick. "Let's not start fighting among ourselves," said Got Gal, putting a hand on her sidekick's arm. "There is a difference between what is legal and what is just," put in Lady Midnight. "For example, the Nazis passed laws that were anything but just that allowed them to legally murder and rob the jews leading up to the second world war." "I know," said Ms. Americana. "I guess that is why I always called myself the Queen of Justice and not the Queen of Laws." "There is also this," went on Lady Midnight unhappily, "if one of you keeps fighting crime and gets caught then as Assistant DA Angela Greer, I might get ordered to prosecute you." "You could refuse," said Ms. Americana looking at the black heroine who still had a bit of purple paint in her hair and a few other specks here and there despite numerous showers after her encounter with the Knockout Gang. "I could," agreed Lady Midnight, "and then they would probably fire my ass." "I have a hard time seeing the police catching us," said Wolf Woman. "Any time we are in trouble and could actually use their help, they are nowhere to be seen. The only time they show up is when it is all over and ogle our boobs and pussies. "As Cameron Drake, I have access to the specs on that new equipment that Hawk showed off for his so called MATS squad," said Omega Woman. "That stuff is nothing to be sneezed at if we end up fighting them." This brought on an uncomfortable silence around the table as none of the heroines really wanted to think about having to fight the police. The thought was just too alien to their natures. While the corrupt nature of the Delta City PD had often put them in conflict with it or at least individual members of it, the situationhad never devolved into open hostility and fighting before. "The other thing we need to discuss is that damned super heroine sex video contest," said Ms. Americana as she broke the silence. This caused all of the other heroines to look down the table at the two green costumed blondes and bring to mind the latest super heroine sex video to be posted. "Um, Green Spectre, do you want to tell us what happened to you and Spectre Girl?" asked Ms Americana quietly Green Spectre turned bright red. "What is there to tell? I bet you all watched the video." At this the busty blonde glared around the table and none of the other heroines could meet her eyes. Green Spectre snorted. "You probably all masturbated to it as well," she accused and once more no one said anything and everyone just looked sheepishly at their hands. Green Spectre snorted again. "Yeah, about what I figured. Well, Captain Chloro knocked us out and then pumped us full of aphrodisiacs until we were so horny, we ended up making love to each other Is that what you wanted to hear? That I had sex with my own daughter? Beside her mother, Spectre Girl had also turned bright red and wouldn't meet anyone's eyes. "It could have happened to any one of us," said Omega Woman, trying to put as much compassion as she could into her voice. "They got me too," agreed Lady Midnight. "Me too," said Azure Angel unhappily. "It could be any one of us next," added Champion Girl with a shiver. "Yeah, well none of you can be forced into committing incest," cried Green Spectre and then just sat there looking down at the table. "We don't have any idea who is behind this contest?" asked Amazing Babe. The teen hero was slumped forward with her arms crossed on the top of the table and hadn't noticed yet that her boobs had popped out of her top. "That blonde detective, Nancy what's her name, who came to see me said she was sure a couple of demons were behind it. She called them Danial and Danielle, a brother and sister act according to her. I don't have a lot of faith in her story." "Maybe we should," commented Hexanna and all heads turned to look at the witch. "I have been detecting a lot of demonic activity lately. Just yesterday, I was called out to the new MaxHold prison about an escape they thought might be magical in nature and there were definitely traces of some extradimensional being. I know demons are not normally this subtle, but there is definitely demonic overtones to what is going on in this city. Most demons we have faced in the past have just come straight ahead and took us on directly, and we get our asses raped good until we find some way to beat them. These two that this Nancy talks about might just be smarter. They operate from the shadows. Less risk for them and they let others do the raping and still collect the energy from it for their own perverted uses." "Can't we get some more information on them from this private eye?" asked Omega Woman. "I tried calling her just before this meeting," admitted Ms. Americana. "The woman who answered the phone for her said Nancy was out of town on a case for a few days." "She didn't tell you anything else?" asked Omega Woman. "Well, she did say that Wong's Pizza offered a 30% discount to any super heroines," said Ms. Americana. "Does that include sidekicks?" asked Flag girl hopefully. Ms. Americana shot her sidekick a reproving glare, but it went right over the blonde's pig tailed head. "Can we trust this private eye?" asked Wolf Woman. "I mean she came in second in the poll about the most imoral woman in Delta City. She is a part time stripper it seems and hangs out at the Pussycat Club which is a known whorehouse after all." "I think we can," put in Lady Midnight. "Her methods might be a little um unorthodox, but she is the one who impersonated Ms. Americana when we were all captured by Dragon Queen. Her impersonation fooled the gangs and other thugs that we were still around and put a huge damper on the crime wave until we got back. I've also worked with her as Angela Greer on the Skylar Bridge case and her motives seem beyond question. She has also helped out some of us in the past when we were in trouble. I don't know why, but when I think about her, the memories are a bit fuzzy at times. Stil as I recall it was her who also intercepted Green Spectre and Spectre Girl from being sold to a drug lord in South America?"" Green Spectre looked up from her hands and nodded briefly, remembering aspects of that night which were now only too fresh again in her memory. "I'm not sure I like the part about hanging out at the PUssycat Club," said Wolf Woman. "Have you been there?" asked Night Raven. "No, never!" cried Wolf Woman. "You would never catch me in a place like that. You haven't been there have you?" "I have," replied Night Raven. "Yeah it is a whore house and a strip club, but I spent a few nights there and I didn't see any sign of anyone being forced to do anything they didn't want to do. I saw a lot of bare tits and without going into the back, I know there were tricks being turned, but it was nothing like The Palace and other places like that. The people there were looking out for each other and their customers. I saw once where a couple of assholes put some rape drug in a girls drink. The bartender spotted it and this Nancy was the muscle who bounced them. Like I said, it is not a PG place, but its not so bad." Wolf Woman and some of the other heroines still looked a little skeptical, but didn't say anything more. "I can also confirm one other thing that Nancy told Ms. Americana," said Night Raven. "This Tawnee Lion from the DCIC works for Kitty Kat who has been tring to muscle in on the PUssycat Club." "Why?" asked Got Chic. Night Raven shrugged. "With a name like the Pussycat Club, you have to ask why an obsessed bitch like Kitty Kat would be interested in it? Then again, it is the only independant club in the city. The gangs run all the others. Cyril, the owner of the place has somehow kept them at bay so far." "Cyril?" broke in Green Spectre. Tall, black guy? The one I met at the funeral of that poor blue haired heroine?" "Yep, that's the one," said Night Raven. "I think you were telling him what you thought about pimps in general and what scum they were. I could see he was trying not to laugh when he was talking to you, but I didn't know the reason behind that until I saw him at the PUssycat Club later." "Maybe we should send a fact finding mission to the Pussycat Club?" suggested Flag Girl. Ms. Americana rolled her eyes and was about to admonish her sidekick, but Amazing Babe spoke up. "Why do I have this feeling that this isn't the way things were supposed to go? It is kind of like we had an opportunity to do things differently and then it somehow vanished?" "I, I don't know," said Ms. Americana quietly. "I just don't know." * * * Dragon Queen frowned at the dozen eggs on the table in her laboratory. They were abnormal. Ok, this was her laboratory and pretty much everything in it was abnormal, but these eggs were extra abnormal. For one thing, Dragon Queen didn't know where they had come from, not precisely anyway. She knew she had gotten them when one of her rape plants had dallied with one of the super sluts from the She Legion when she had been holding them captive. For the life of her, however, Dragon Queeen couldn't remember which heroine it had been and these eggs were very abnormal. The eggs exhibited unusual genetic traces that Dragon Queen couldn't identify. For example, if she was reading the genetic sequence right, they were capable of teleporting and she sure as hell hadn't programmed that into them. Furthermore,none of the She Legion members had demonstrated any teleportation abilities, so where the fuck had that sequence come from? [Author's Note: In Witchfire 4 by Silkcords, Dragon Queen managed to impregnate the witch and collect a dozen seed pods from her. The reboot by the demons, however, has erased, at least temporarily, everyone's memories of Witchfire which explains Dragon Queen's confusion.] The logical thing to do was to test these eggs and their special abilities, but how? Dragon Queen sat back in her chair and her eyes came to rest on the muted television in one corner of the lab and she made an involuntary face. The television reminded her of the super heroine sex video contest. Such a thing was beneath her dignity, but the thought of an imbecile like Captain Chloro winning it galled her to the core. She could just imagine walking into the Absolute Black club Friday night where all the super villains gathered and have to listen to him crowing. Almost as bad would be listening to total nontalents like the members of the Knockout Gang or that whore Panthress bragging about their exploits. Dragon Queen had seen all their videos and they were totally pathetic, but the old saying was you had to enter to win and that presented her with a dilemma. Eyes returning to the TV, Dragon Queen smiled. Maybe there was a way to kill two birds with a single egg she thought. * * * Got Gal felt uneasy as she and Got Chic flew away from She Legion HQ. They had done a lot of talking and grousing, but hadn't really accomplished anything. Everyone had agreed they were not going to register and everyone agreed that they needed to be more careful with this monstrous super heroine sex video contest going on. That was all fine and good, but it didn't accomplish a damn thing did it? A few minutes later,, the two heroines landed in the parking lot of a new mall. It wasn't something they normally did, but the mall developers had pledged to give ten thousand dollars to any charity they named if she and Got Chic would cut the ribbon for the official opening. Got Gal suspected the man just wanted some T & A for the opening, but the food bank could make good use of the money. Got Gal had just cut the ribbon with the oversized pair of scissors when the egg pod materialized behind her. The first indication she had that it was there happened when it burst open and spewed forth a dozen tentacles that pinned her arms to her sides and ripped the Got Emerald from her chest. Since the jewel also function to keep her skimpy white top closed, her large, full boobs popped out into the view of the entire audience. Got Gal gave an astonished gasp and heard a similar noise from her sidekick who had also been similarly topped to the delight of the crowd. A second later, the egg pod, tentacles and the two topless heroines vanished from the mall parking lot. Dragon Queen would have vastly preferred to let the egg rape the heroines in public, but had been forced to content herself with just ripping their tops off before bringing them back to her lair. She wanted exclusive video for the contest and the prudish television stations might have cut the feed once they realized what was happening. They very well might not have since this was Delta City afterall, but there was no sense taking chances. Now the quite possibly insane geneticist stood safely behind a thick observation window and looked down at the roiling mass of tentacles and naked female flesh. Once the egg arrived back at the prepared chamber, it had wasted no time in stripping off the rest of the skimpy costumes, leaving just the mask as per the silly contest rules. The egg had then promptly stuffed a tentacle into every hole of the two hapless super heroines. Thick tentacles were thrusting in and out of the mouths, pussies and asses of both Got Gal and Got Chic. True to their well known slutty nature, the got gals seemed to be quite enjoying all the attention once the egg had got them properly stimulated. From where she stood, Dragon Queen could see both heroines were now sucking hard on the tentacles in their mouths and licking them with their tongues. Every few minutes, one or the other of the dumb bitches gave a muffled cry of estacy as they came again. Dragon Queen had lost track of just how many orgasms had been forced out of the two women, but it was now in the double digits. The tentacle in Got Gal's mouth came and a spew of white goo errupted from her mouth as her stomach had already been filled to overflowing with no place for this latest load to go. The sticky plant cum splashed all over the blonde's face and her huge jiggling rack. A few seconds later, the tentacles in her pussy and ass followed suit and more plant semen squirted out of those abused holes and ran freely down those long, muscular legs. Dragon Queen transferred her gaze to the sidekick and she would have been hard pressed to tell what colour the girl's skin was if she didn't already know. The young African-American was so coated with the white plant cum that there was barely an inch of her chocolate brown skin showing anywhere. Top this Captain Chloro, thought Dragon Queen with a mental sneer. The two sluts seemed to have exhausted even the tremendous capacity of the egg for the moment as the tentacles lay drooping on the floor. Got Gal and her sidekick, however, seemed to still be in sexual overdrive. Dragon Queeen made a mental note to recheck the egg's genetic sequences for any kind of aphrodisiac as she watched Got Gal crawl over to her sidekick and crawl on top of her cum slathered body. Hmm, this should make for a good second act to my video thought the Asian villain as she watched heroine and sidekick begin to kiss and grind their bodies into each other in their still frantic need to climax. Got Gal began to feverishly lick the plant cum from her sidekick's breasts until she managed to uncover one of the girl's har black nipples which she promptly began to suck on. "Oh yeah, suck o my big black titties you slut," gasped Got Chic. Watching the heroine sucking and licking the black teen's breasts was too much for Dragon Queen who slid a hand under her long red dress and began to finger herself. The villainess's breath became more rapid as her hands worked over her clit and pussy as she watch Got Gal work her way lower on her sidekick's naked body until her face was buried in Got Chic's cunt. Said cunt was overflowing with plant cum and the blonde heroine dived right in with her tongue extended. Dragon Queen came at about the same time Got Chic's body convulsed in her own orgasm and the force of it expelled much of the plant cum left in her pussy to splatter over Got Gal's already messy face. * * * Nancy opted to take the time for a quick shower as she was feeling a little gamey after her jurney. Michael had assured her that the latest report from Harmony said that Sandra still seemed to be wandering around the hills like a dog trying to pick up the scent of a trail. Joy found her a pair of boots that had once belonged to Hope and the detective didn't bother with any more clothing under her new London Fug trenchcoat as she rather suspected it wouldn't survive her trip home if she was forced to return the way she had come Michael and Hope led the private eye back through the village and took a path at the outskirts leading up into the hills. They were met after a few minutes by Harmony, who was a year older than her sister Hope and reminded the blonde detective a lot of Judy Wong. Her father made the introductions and Harmony gave Nancy a thorough visual inspection. "I talked to my cousin Judy," said Harmony. "She told me how much fun it was helping to open the gateway to allow you to get here so quickly." "Ah yes, Judy was most helpful," admitted Nancy as Harmony took the liberty of a little boob groping as per the Red Dragon Clan custom. The youth were expected to get as much practice as possible in order to hone their skills. "Ah, daughter, now that we have the introductions out of the way, please report," said Michael. "Yes father," agreed Harmony. "The strange woman seems to have found a blocked up cave a little ways from here. She was starting to clear the way and I was coming to report to you. I made sure not to approach her as you instructed and seeing her strength as she tosses boulders aside, I was glad to have listened to your advice." "How do you plan to stop someone who is that strong?" asked Michael Wong to Nancy. "If I figure it out, I will let you know," said the detective and gestured for Harmony to lead the way to the cave. A little while later, the four of them were peering up at the cave where Sandra was working. "It looks like she almost has the cave mouth cleared," said Nancy. "You three wait here. If I can't either talk sense into her or stop her, then let Mrs. Wong know. She has my phone and then it will be up to the She Legion to deal with her." The trio nodded and Nancy slowly made her way up the rubble strewn slope towards the cave. She had borrowed a flashlight from Michael and had the knife in her trenchcoat pocket as a last resort. Sandra was so intent on clearing the landslide that had blocked the cave entrance that she didn't see Nancy until she was nearly on top of her. "Ah, there you are you stupid white cow," sneered Golden Qilin. "I saw that brat trailing me and was tempted to have some fun with her, but I didn't want to spend the time until I got the second horn. I figured the little bitch was probably part of your precious Red Dragon Clan and rather hoped that you might somehow show up like the proverbial bad yen." "You are being deceived about that horn," warned Nancy. "The Dark Mage is just using you as a pawn to try and restore himself to life." "I did not believe that ridiculous fairy tale when Dr. Chow told it to me and I don't believe it from a lying white whore either," replied Sandra. "No one comes back from death, but his spirit has promised me the power to achieve my goals. I do not know how it is possible, but his spirit says you murdered him four thousand years ago and now you try to deny him a peaceful eternal rest." Nancy paused to consider what to say next. Sandra was near raving if not outright raving. The girl could belive that Nancy had killed the Dark Mage four millenia ago, yet dismissed the Dark Mage's return as preposterous. Before the detective could formulate her argument, however, Golden Qilin rushed towards her with supernatural speed. Nancy managed to block the first blow and got one punch in that slightly staggered the girl before a hard kick to her gut sent her tumbling partway back down the hill. "Stay out of my way and I might let you live long enough to serve me," snarled Golden Qilin and pulling the last rock aside she tossed it at Nancy and disappeared into the cave. Nancy rolled to one side to dodge the rock and then scrambled back to her feet and dashed up the slope to follow Sandra into the darkness. The landslide, whether natural or deliberate, that had sealed the cave mouth had largely been confined to the entrance area. Switching on the flashlight, Nancy found the tunnel inside leading back into the hill to be smooth and largely free of rocks and other debris. There were a few side passages, but from the marks in the dust, Golden Qilin was following the main corridor and Nancy caught up to her as the girl stood in front of what looked like a dead end with no sign of the Qilin horn in sight. "Give it up Sandra, there is no unicornhorn here," said Nancy shining her flashlight around. "Oh, it is here. I can feel it," cried Golden Qilin. "I can feel it. I can almost taste it and I shall have it." Once more Golden qilin attacked Nancy who got a hard kick in to the girl's head before Sandra grabbed her and threw her hard into the wall of the dead end. The blonde was momentarily stunned and before she could react, the stone of the wall seemed to flow around her and trapped her like a fly in amber. "I must admit my error," sneered Sandra. "I thought you were useless, but now I see that you are necessary for me to achieve my objective. You are the lock and I am the key." "What the hell are you talking about?" asked Nancy, trying futilely to free herself from the rock that had seemingly grabbed her. Sandra strode forward and ripped open Nancy's London Fug trenchcoat, sending the buttons flying everywhere and exposing the detective's otherwise naked body to view. Golden Qilin ran her hands lightly over Nancy's breasts and then reached between her legs to rub her pussy. "He says he remembers your body," said Sandra in a detached voice as if she was listening to someone talking to her at the same time. "He remembers how you seduced and betrayed him with that whore's body of yours." "The Dark Mage is talking to you now?" gasped Nancy as she felt one of the girl's fingers slide into her pussy and she tried to ignore it. "Whatever he is telling you is a lie. You have to know what he was like if you have studied Chinese history as you have. He was a ruthless dictator who treated his people like animals." "Silence!" roared Golden Qilin and she slapped Nancy hard across the face. "You lie white bitch. He was a great and noble ruler that you murdered for your imperialistic masters." "Oh get a grip," snapped Nancy. "This isn't about race or imperialism. Hell, at that time the West didn't even know China existed. It was thousands of years before Marco fucking Polo you twit." Another hard slap to the other cheek silenced the detective for the moment. "You are the lock and I am the key," repeated Sandra in an almost trance like voice. "I heard you the first time," said Nancy licking blood from her lips. "What the hell does that mean?" "When I, I mean when the Dark Mage sealed this hiding place, he did so with a spell that only a wielder of the other horn could open," said Sandra. "It also requires the 'assistance' of another. It requires a slut such as yourself. That is why the rock grabbed you and holds you for me. Your pussy is the lock and my mystical cock is the key!" Sandra's voice rose to a scream with those last words and her clothes shredded from her body as red tentacles sprang from it and that huge red unnatural cock appeared between her legs. Without further ado, Golden Qilin stepped forward and slammed her throbbing member into Nancy's pussy. Nancy hadnt been taken totally by surprise, considering her previous dealings with Sandra, but the suddenesss and the violence of the attack still stunned her. In one quick thrust, the entire length of the red, throbbing cock was sheathed inside her pussy and Sandra's sneering face was inches from her own. "Where are your mocking words now slut?" demanded Golden Qilin. "Oh, but I forget you were silent until the very end when you slit my throat. then you spoke your sanctimonious words on behalf of those pathetic animals." "Listen to yourself Sandra," gasped Nancy. "You havent found the second horn yet, but already you are losing yourself to the Dark Mage. He is taking you over and controling what you think and say." "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" screamed Golden Qilin and again backhanded Nancy hard across the face. There was another trickle of blood from the detective's lips and this brought a odd look to Sandra's face. The young girl leaned in and kissed Nancy hard on those lips, sucking at them and apparently relishing the taste of the other's blood. Nancy fought to break the kiss, but Sandra's tongue forced its way into her mouth, invading her body just as her cock had already done. "You taste so ssweet," husked Golden Qilin. "I shall keep you as my slave for eternity. You are not worthy to bear my children, but you shall service me with your body as long as you live. Still kissing Nancy, Sandra now began to slam her hips back and forth in a blur, slamming her cock in and out of Nancy's pussy with incredible speed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," screamed Golden Qilin and Nancy felt a hot, thick liquid pouring into her as Sandra climaxed. As she did, Nancy felt the wall she was bound to tremble and start to collapse into rubble. The private eye felt Sandra pull out of her and jump back clear as Nancy fell forward and rock rained down around her and on top of her, burying her under it. When Nancy managed to push enough of the rock off her and crawl out bruised and bloody, she saw Golden Qilin in the center of a round chamber that had been revealed by the crumbling of the wall. The girl was holding a unicorn horn in her hands and there was utter madness in her eyes. Before Nancy could say or do anything, Sandra held the horn to her forehead and it began to pulse and glow brightly. It only took a moment and then the horn was an empty husk and all its power had flowed into Sandra. Only it was Sandra no longer, but the Dark Mage now in complete possession of the girl's body and soul. "At last," said the Dark Mage. "I waited four thousand years for this moment. Four thousand years as a mere whisp of spirit, unable to do more than blow a few grains of dust acrosss the cave floor. Do you know just how seemingly endless and torturous four thousand years of prison can be?" "Well, I did binge watch Friends on Netflix one weekend," said Nancy. "That is time I will never get back, but it is one of Cindy's favourite shows and I did it to humour her." The Dark Mage turned to glower directly at Nancy. "Silence you filthy whore!" he roared. "It is only fitting that you are here at my return so that you can die for your vile deeds. You seduced and betrayed me with your whore's body and then you murdered me as I lay there drained by your wiles. I shall slowly peel the flesh from your bones and feast on your blood and your screams." "Gee, what happened to how sweet I tasted and keeping me alive to service you?" cooed Nancy as she prepared for the Dark Mage's attack. "That was the girl's twaddle," sneered the Dark Mage. "I am not nearly so nice as she was, let me assure you." Nancy wondered what the hell she could do now as she regarded the Dark Mage. For an instant, she thought she saw a look of terror and pleading in the Dark Mage's eyes as if Sandra was trying to appeal for help. Then as Nancy watched, a gateway began to slowly open six feet behind the dark Mage. The sorcerer was so focussed on Nancy that he didn't see it, but all it did was hang there in mid air and the detective knew it was up to her to get the Dark Mage through it. With sudden inspiration, Nancy pulled the knife from her pocket and brandished it at the Dark Mage. "Do you recognize this old man?" she taunted him. "Do you recognize the knife that killed you? It still has some of your blood on it from when I drew it across your throat and it all gushed out. All yur nice warm red blood." The Dark Mage was totally stunned by the sight of the knife glittering in the blonde's hand and he took an involuntary step backwards. Seeing the Dark Mage off balance as he stepped back, Nancy charged and slammed into him with all the force she could muster. It might have been the Dark Mage in control, but the body was still that of a slight girl and the impetus of Nancy's attack drove them both through the gateway which snapped close behind them. Later when Michael Wong and his two daughters ventured into the cave to see what had become of the white woman, all they would find were the ragged tatters of her trenchcoat. The End .