Delta City PI #35 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, Hexanna, Night Raven, Wolf Woman and the other heroines of the She Legion belong to Mr. X. Nancy and the other characters are my own creation. Feel free to use my characters in your own stories, but please keep their characters in line with what is depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com Nancy glanced at the newspaper headline on the way to her car. "Orphanage Building Disappears - Police Baffled" It seemed like ages ago to the private eye, but she knew it had just been a couple of days since her adventure at what everyone called St. Lucifer's Orphanage. The time difference between this dimension and the "marshmellow" dimension as she now thought of it had made it longer according to her personal clock. Still, she was surprised that it had taken this long for the disappearance of the orphanage to make it to public attention. Either the police had really sat on the news or the city's intrepid press had been unwilling to run with such a ridiculous story. The Delta City Times was still getting sarcastic email about the flying pirate ship and naked blonde on a dolphin story they had ran a few weeks back. After mounting the stairs to her office and unlocking the door, Nancy very carefully went over every inch of the place looking for bugs and traps. She had been careless and let the Trapster get the jump on her and she was not going to let that happen again. Satisfied the place was clean, she still felt a little nervous when she sat down in her chair. It gave its usual squeak that no amount of oil could eliminate and breathed a sigh of relief. A few minutes later, Christine Simmons bounded through the office door and stopped in front of Nancy's desk. "You the private dick?" asked the perky blonde in her best attempt at some kind of an accent. Nancy thought she might have been going for New York Gangster, but it sounded more like Gonzo the Great to her. "Thats me kiddo," agreed Nancy doing her best Humphrey Bogart voice. "Jeez Nancy, you sound like Kermit when you try and do Bogey!" snickered Christine. "Gee thanks," replied Nancy and changed the topic. "I am glad you can do this for me and I owe you a big favour." "You sure do," agreed Christine. "It's my day off from the library and you want me to play tour guide to a couple of hicks from out of town while you have some big secret meeting." "They are not hicks," corrected Nancy. "Just take them shopping or something. I know you love shopping." "Yeah, I do and probably that was what I was going to do anyway today, but that doesn't mean you don't owe me that favour. I even know exactly what I want in return." Oh?" said Nancy. "What is that?" "Well, I woke up fucking horny, smiled Christine as she walked around to Nancy's side of the desk, pushed the detective's chair back a bit, sat on the edge of the desk and fliped up her short skirt. "You haven't licked my pussy in a long time and you are so damn good at it." With that, Christine tugged down her panties and spread her legs wider to display her wet pussy for the blonde detective to see. Nancy glanced from Christine's snatch to her watch and saw she had at least a half hour before her visitors were due. As favours went, this really wasn't that onerous she decided and leaned forward to bury her face between Christine's thighs. Christine gave a moan of delight when Nancy's tongue connected with her pussy lips and then she grabbed the detective's head and pulled it in closer. "Oh fuck Nancy, I would play tour guide to a group of zombies for you if I can get that talented tongue of yurs on my cunt." "Flattery will probably get you an orgasm," responded Nancy and pushed her tongue inside the younger blonde and began to lap at her freely flowing juices. This got a louder moan of pleasure from Christine who leaned back, braced her arms on the desk behind her and savoured the sensation of that warm, wet tongue probing her pussy. It slithered over her g-spot and Christine fought grimly not to cum yet, so she could prolong the pleasure. "Ahem," said a male voice and the two women heard a rap of knuckles on the door frame as Christine had left the door open and they had forgotten to close it. Nancy looked up with a wet face from between Christine'slegs to see three figures standing in the open doorway. One was a neatly dressed Asian man in a suit and the other two were women, one young in her late teens and the other in her mid to late thirties. "Well, we got the right office," said the older woman. "Hey Nancy, we had a tail wind and got here a bit early." "It looks like you are busy," giggled the younger woman. "Um hey Rose, hi Dawn, hi Norman, er this is my friend Christine," said Nancy cutting her eyes to the woman on the desk. "Hey guys," said Christine grinning at the three, to her at least, strangers. "Nancy will be with you in a minute. She has just a little unfinished business with me," and she winked. Norman averted his eyes like a gentleman, but Rose and Dawn kept their eyes fixed expectantly on Nancy. "No problem, you two finish up and don't mind us," said Rose with a hint of a smirk. Nancy sighed and lowered her mouth to Christine's pussy again and went back to work with her lips and tongue while the other two women watched avidly. Nancy thought Christine hammed it up a bit for her audience as she started to moan and squirm around like she had the proverbial ants in her pants as opposed to a tongue in her cunt. After a few minutes of this and with Nancy's lips sucking on her clit, the younger blonde came and delivered a healthy squirt of her honey over Nancy's face. "Well, I dont know about everyone else, but I feel a lot better now," declared Christine as she pulled up her panties and got off the desk. As Nancy wiped her face and hands with tissues, the other three now came fully into the office and everyone shook hands as the private eye made more formal introductions. "Christine er volunteered to show you and Dawn around while I am meeting with Norman," said Nancy as she gave Rose a hug. "I think we saw how you were paying her for taking a couple of hicks shopping," grinned Rose and copped a quick feel of Nancy's ass. "I would take you myself, but I have to meet with Norman and run a couple of errands today," replied Nancy. "We will all get together for supper." "Works for us," said Dawn. "We spent the whole trip down here from Valley Springs trying to pry information out of Norman, but he kept invoking that tired old 'lawyer client confidentiality bulshit." "Your father would not like to hear you use such language young lady," said Norman, but there was a twinkle in his eyes. "Damn good thing he isn't fucking here then," snorted Dawn. "Im just glad we found out Norman was coming to delta City so we could catch a ride and shop in some real stores for a change. I am tired of everything I own coming from the Valley Springs General Store. Mr. Drucker has no sense of fashion. I swear everything he stocks in that place was in vogue 50 years ago." "There is this thing called the Internet and a little online store called Amazon," pointed out Nancy. "It's just a fad," replied Dawn. "Besides, it is a lot more fun shopping in a store where you can try on things and not just see them on a computer screen. Now let's go shopping and leave these two to their secrets," said Dawn to Rose and Christine. "See you later Nancy," called Christine on the way out the door. "Have a good time Norman," snickered Rose as she followed the other two out of the office. "I get no respect," said Norman Lang and his impersonation was spot on. The lawyer then sat down in one of Nancy's guest chairs and laid his briefcase on his lap. "Now down to business?" he asked. Nancy nodded and took out a piece of paper from her trenchcoat pocket which she had draped across the back of her chair and handed it to Norman. Norman took the paper, glanced at it and then opened his briefcase to take out his own tablet. The man looked back and forth between the paper and his tablet a few times and then nodded. "Not that I doubted you, but this does seem to be genuine," and he indicated the piece of paper. "Do you think the course of action I outlined to you on the phone last night is feasible?" asked Nancy. Norman paused for a moment to consider his answer. "I don't believe it has ever been done before, but after researching the pertenent regulations, I believe it is." "Good enough," replied Nancy. "You can keep that thing then. I think you will need it." Norman raised an eyebrow. "You are willing to trust me with this thing?" and once more he indicated the piece of paper. "I am nearly a stranger to you." ""Well Mr. and Mrs. Wong both vouch for you and Red Dragon Clan doesn't pick a lawyer who they don't trust to be both honest and competent," replied Nancy. "Besides, you gave me a good boob grope and I think that works both ways. You learned about me and I learned something about you." The lawyer smiled and bowed his head slightly. "I am honoured by your trust and remember your boobs with great fondness." "You are staying at the Ritz Hotel I think?" asked Nancy. Norman nodded in agreement. "Yes, I will need to talk to and get signatures from the list of people you sent me. I think I can get most of the paperwork done here in Delta City today and tomorrow. Perhaps a day more if I run into any obstacles." * * * "What do you mean there are no backups?" asked Danial in a deadly calm voice. Jack Jones heard the iron fist in that velvet voice and started to break out in a cold sweat. He had thought he was out of the woods when he managed to convince the idiotic Delta City PD that he knew nothing about Smiths white slavery sideline. That hadn't been quite true, but they had bought into his lie that he was just a simple HR manager who happened to work for a porn company. Now as he gazed at the pair sitting across from his desk, however, he began to realize he was still lost in those deep, dark woods. "Er," he said at last, clearing his throat,, "the cloud provider we went with seems to not have changed the default password for their server and whatever malware that took down the contest site, also wiped out all the backups." "I see," said Danial and he looked at his sister and she nodded her head slightly. The two got up and without saying another word, walked out of Jones's office. Tendril and Moonslver were lounging in chairs in the waiting room. Carol Papillion was also sitting there looking nervous. She had also convinced the police she was nothing more than a secretary and part time porn actress and had come with Jones from Erotica Video to be his assistant. Danielle looked at the two enforcers and jerked her head towards the inner office. Both Tendril and Moonsilver grinned broadly and put down their magazines and moved in that direction. By the time the two demons reached the elevator, they could hear a scream come from the direction of Jones's office, but it was quickly cut off and replaced by a quieter gurgling sound. For her part, Carol had vacated the office and made a run for the stairs the second she saw the two enforcers enter the inner office. All of a sudden, a career in a nice quiet field like defusing explosives or working as a cocktail waitress was very appealing. "This is going to put a crimp in our plans to put more stress on the super sluts," observed Danielle as she got into the elevator. "Well, we do have some contingency plans," said Danial with a shrug as he pressed the button for the ground floor. "I think it is time to set a few of our pets on them don't you think?" "Yes, that will go a long way to alleviating the problem," agreed Danielle. "I wonder, however, in the bigger picture if we shouldn't consider activating Exodus?" "I think we at least need to review and prepare for that option," answered Danial after some more thought. "The mechanism is still somewhat unstable and likely won't survive more than one more major use like the last one." "A couple million bodies and souls will feed us for a long time," said Danielle. "Long enough for us to find another source of food at any rate." "True, very true," agreed Danial as they exited the elevator and strode towards the exit. * * * "She said the police are getting payoffs to leave the club alone," said Captain Glory as he looked down at the woman kneeling in front of him. Tawnee Lion took his cock from her mouth and slid it between her large, full boobs for safekeeping so she could talk. "I'm not sure you can believe anything she says. I mean she as good as admitted to you to being a prostitute and a pimp from what you told me about your meeting with her." The hero nodded and then gave a soft moan of pleasure as the blonde flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock as it rose up between her breasts. "Still, we should ahhhhhhhh look into it," he gasped. "Of course," agreed Tawnee and sucked the head of the man's cock back into her mouth for a moment before letting it slide out. "I have a friend in the Mayor's office and I will get her to look into it. I am sure there are a few bad cops, but that seems to be all the more reason for you to shut that place down one way or another. You are a registered hero and that gives you the authority to do it under the law passed by city council." CaptainGlory didn't say anything more for a while as he was incapable of speech when Tawnee once more took his entire length into her mouth and began to deep throat his cock. Her tongue swirled and licked his shaft and he felt his balls begin to tingle in anticipation. A few moments later, he was pouring a load of warm sticky semen into the blonde's mouth that she swallowed eagerly then licked his cock clean. * * * Hexanna was standing in front of her magic shop glaring at the large, display window when Nancy pulled up in her Honda. The words "slut" and "whore" had been spray painted in large red letters on the glass. "You must be the detective Nancy," said the sorceress turning to the blonde in the trenchcoat as she moved to stand beside her. "Guilty as charged," replied Nancy sticking out her hand. "Then I owe you my thanks," said Hexanna. "Night Raven told us it was you who took down that obscene video contest site." "Yes, but it was Night Raven's idea to use the site to track the villains back to their hidden lairs," said Nancy. "That seemed to go well." "Very," agreed Hexanna and then she waved her staff at the graffiti on her window and it vanished. "I really loved getting some of my own back at Nightmare Witch and I know the others felt the same way. Let's go inside for a bit until my temp arrives and then we can be on our way." Nancy followed the jiggling tits of the sorceress inside the shop and looked around at the shelves full of jars and bags of mysterius powders and potions. "Isn't it dangerous keeping this stuff around?" she asked curiously. "Not really," replied Hexanna. "Most of my business is for the WW's." "Wonder Woman?" asked a bemused Nancy. "Hah! I wish I had an endorsement like that," said Hexanna. "WW in this case means Witch Wannabees. They have as much magical ability as I do expertise in kick boxing which is to say none. They buy books on spells from Amazon and then think that makes them a witch. Pretty much all this stuff does," she gestured to the shelves, "is produce things that glow and smell nice. About as magical as air freshener." "That's not considered false advertising?" asked Nancy. Hexanna shrugged and one of her boobs popped out of her top. "Oh there is enough of a placebo effect to keep them happy and I help the serious or important cases with my true magic." The sorceress then noticed where Nancy's gaze had shifted to and looked down. "Ooops, the girls are always popping out," she said and tucked her breast back int her overly stretched top. At that point, a young, quiet looking man with glasses came into the shop. "This is Harry," he fills in for me when I have to go out," explained Hexanna. "Harry this is Nancy and Nancy this is Harry," said the witch with a wave and her other boob popped out. The young man glanced at it, blushed and then shook hands with Nancy. His hello had a British accent thought the detective. Hexanna continued to chat about magic as she sat beside Nancy on the drive out to the orphanage site. Every now and then, the sorceresss's hands seemed to accidently brush against Nancy's breasts or land on her leg as she waved her hands to emphasize some point or other. Nancy didn't even think the other woman was aware of what she was doing as the Aphrodite gene seemed to work even at the unconscious level. "I don't sense any evil residue," said the blonde sorceress as she walked about where the orphanage building had once stood, probing the ground with the end of her staff. "It seems that when you 'adopted' the spirits of those childrn, that totally cleansed the land of the evil that was done here. Let me see that list of names on your tablet." Nancy pulled out her tablet and activated it to show the screen of names that the children had left behind. The sorceress put out a finger to touch the screen and suddenly a huge smile lit up her face. "oh my, I can even sense their joy through your tablet. Simply amazing." "Hey down there," said a new voice and the two women looked up to see a blue haired teen dressed in jeans and a light blue stretch top floating down towards them. The flyer also had a mask on. It seemed to be her day to make introductions thought Nancy. " Hey BB, this is Hexanna, Hexanna this is BB, both her and her sisterwere children at the orphanage," said Nancy. "Hexanna is a sorceress and a member of the She Legion." The two women shook hands. "Yeah, I watch television," said BB. "Even if I didn't, I think the skull staff would tell me something since Halloween is a long time away." "What's up with the mask?" asked Nancy. BB touched the blue mask on her face and grimaced. "Probably stupid since how many blue haired women are there in Delta City? I just haven't decided if I wanted to take over the Blue Bird name from Bonnie or not." Nancy held out the tablet towards the blue haired girl. "One of the reasons I wanted to see you today was to run this list of names past you to see if you can authenticate some of them." BB took the tablet from the detective and was quiet for a while as she scanned the list. After a minute or so, a few tears ran down her cheeks. "Yeah, I recognize a lot of these names. Sometimes when we got up in the morning, a kid wouldn't be at breakfast. You never wanted to ask about what happened to them unless you wanted a beating from those bastards Pain and Agony. I don't think they were worth saving like you did." BB looked around where the orphanage had been. "Man, if I didn't see this, I don't think I could have believed the story you told me about what happened that night. The place feels different though, almost peaceful and trust me it was never like that when I was here." "Are you ok with my idea for this place?" asked Nancy quietly. BB looked down at the names on the tablet and then around again at the now vacant lot. "Yeah, I think if you can swing it, the kids would like it." "Good, then can yu drop by the Ritz Hotel and see Norman Lang? He's the lawyer I told you about who is handling the legal details," said Nancy. "Will do," agreed BB as she started to float upwards. "I'll stop there now as I don't have another class for a couple of hours." the flying woman nodded at Hexanna, "nice to have met you," and then she was gone. "What exactly are you planning?" asked Hexanna curiously when BB was out of sight. "It's a bit of a secret," said Nancy as they walked back to her Honda. "I am hoping you will keep our interest in the land a secret for now to keep the price of the land from being jacked up." "My lips are sealed," said Hexanna as she got in beside Nancy and turned towards the detective to look her in the eye. "Though keeping my lips sealed can reduce the fun." "Fun?" asked Nancy with a puzzled look. "Yes, fun like this," replied Hexanna and she leaned forward and kissed Nancy on the mouth. The sorceress's tongue slid out of her mouth and pushed between Nancy's lips, exploring her mouth in some detail before withdrawing. "I said I was grateful for your help and being grateful makesme me horny." Nancy thought that just breathing could make an Aphrodite horny. Still, she didn't want Hexanna to feel rejected or slighted. As she had found with Night Raven, a little "bonding" exercise certainly helped improve a working relationship. The site was largely screen from the distant houses by trees, so Nancy just wrapped her arms around the sorceress and returned the kiss. "Oh my, it's been a few years since I made out in a car," panted Hexanna when they finally came up for air. Nancy smiled and pressed a combination of buttons on the dash. The front seats began to recline and to Hexanna's surprise kept going all the way back until they were horizontal. "I had my mechanic do a few modifications," explained Nancy. "Just in case I ever needed an emergency bed." "You naughty girl," giggled Hexanna as she pulled off her top and let her huge, globular breasts tumble out into view with her pink puffy nipples already hard.. "Oh I can be," agreed Nancy as she applied her mouth to one of the large erect nipples of the witch and began to suck on it. "Mmmmmmm, that's it," moaned Hexanna. "investigate me all you want. I have nothing to hide and the witch squirmed out of her bottoms to prove it." After several minutes of lavishing her attention on Hexanna's soft boobs, Nancy squirmed out of her own clothes while the other blonde watched. "Ah, there are the famous boobs of Detective Boobs," she said with delight and reached out to cup one in each hand and play gently with Nancy's nipples. "Let me guess, you bought the video," teased Nancy as she laid back down on top of the sorceress now with their breasts and pussies rubbing into each other. "We played it at my coven meeting," replied Hexanna as she reached around to cup Nancy's soft ass with her hands. "It's really hot," said another voice which startled Nancy as she looked quickly around to see where it was coming from. Hexanna's skull staff lay beside the woman on the reclined seats and the skull's eyes were glowing red as there was no doubt it was watching the two women make out. "Don't mind me," said the skull. "I just love to watch two hot chicks having sex. I just dont have the equipment to join in any more is all." "Let me guess, it was a male skull?" Nancy asked Hexanna. "Of course," said Hexanna and drew Nancy's mouth back down to hers for another long kiss. "It's a bit creepy, but its part of the contract I have with him. I get to use him for my spells and he gets to watch me fuck." "Well, we better give the peeping tom a good show then," said Nancy and began to vigorously grind her breasts and pussy into the sorceress until they were both moaning with pleasure and the small car rocked back and forth. It continued to rock for another ten minutes until both women climaxed and lay there panting as hands explored each others body some more. All of a sudden there was a knocking on the car's front windshield and the two lovers looked up to see Megan Fitzpatrick and Tonya O'Donnell both peering in at them. "Those cameras better not be on," said Nancy as she rolled down one of the side windows as the two reporters and their camera operators walked around the car. Hexanna had given a little "eek" and was trying to cover her breasts with one hand, but Nancy just stared cooly at the two reporters. They are off," confirmed Tonya who glanced over at Anita Jackson who looked like she was having a problem keeping her hand from going under her skirt. Megan's camera operator, Mick, had a definite bulge in his jeans that he wasn't bothering to try and hide. "So what brings you two ladies here, other than the obvious?" asked Megan with a bit of a leer on her face. "We were just, um investigating the disappearance of the orphanage," said Nancy as Hexanna struggled back into her costume beside her. "Yeah, it sure looked like that was what you were doing," grinned Tonya and winked at her teammate. "Any conclusions?" asked Megan. Hexanna glanced at Nancy before replying. "Er, nothing definite. Ms. Peye asked me to check the grounds for any magical activity after the disappearance of the building." "I did hear a rumour you were on scene when it disappeared," said Megan looking at Nancy who was now starting to get dressed herself. "Might have been," agreed Nancy. Megan rolled her eyes at this nonresponse and switched her gaze back to the now fully dressed Hexanna, though her costume really didn't leave that much to the imagination. "Did you find anything?" g"I will need more time to scan the grounds more thoroughly," replied Hexanna. "My um work got interrupted as you saw," and she gave the two reporters a lewd smile that made them both laugh. * * * Rose, Dawn and Christine were in the food court eating a late lunch when the trouble began. The trouble came in the form of a ten foot tall robot that crashed through one of the walls, sending debris flying and people running away in panic. "I am Ultibot," said the mechanical voice as it stood there amid the wreckage. "All the money in this bank now belongs to Ultibot," and the robot now extended what looked suspiciously like a pillow case. "Put all the money in this receptacle and no one will be hurt." "You moron," called Rose. "This is a food court, not a bank." Even as she said this, Rose was noticing both Dawn and Christine were missing. The waitress had a good idea where Dawn had gone and why, but worried a bit about their new friend. "Ultibot does not make mistakes," intoned the robot. "Ultibot is the ultimate in the artificial intelligence which will soon make humans obsolete." Rose picked up a discarded hamburger and threw it at the robot's head. "Does this look like a bag of money?" she asked sarcastically. The robot paused and now Rose could hear a second voice emenating from inside the robot. "Seventh National Bank is 200 yards straight ahead. Take the next right turn. Error. Recalculating. Destination is now five hundred yards due South. Take the next right turn in fifty yards." Meanwhile, both Dawn and Christine had run into the nearest washroom, each clutching their purses and thinking the other was just looking for a place to hide. Both women ducked into different stalls and began to pull off their clothes and yank their costumes from their purses. At the exact same instant, the stall doors unlocked and Desert Fox and Ms. Patriot ran out and stared at each other. "You're a super hero too!" they exclaimed in unison. 'Jinx, you owe me a soda, if that stupid robot hasn't destroyed the food court," grinned Christine. "My name is Ms. Patriot." "Desert Fox," replied Dawn. "Er, if you are Ms. Patriot, shouldn't your costume be red, white and blue and not green, white and blue?" Christine sighed. "Long story, but I had a teensy problem with colour blindness and I don't have the money to spare for a new costume yet. I was saving towards it, but that new pair of shoes I bought this morning is going to set me back a month or two." "Well, we better go deal with that robot before it hurts someone," said Dawn as she suddenly remembered them both running out on Rose. Ms. Patriot nodded and the two young heroines dashed outinto the food court to find Ultibot holding its pillow case out to the terrified counter clerk at the A&W. "Empty the contents of your vault into the collection receptacle and you will be spared from the upcoming armageddon." "Hey ugly, leave that guy alone," yelled Desert Fox who couldn't resist taking a standard superheroine pose of hands on hips and chest outthrust as she glowered at the robot. It was afterall, part of Lesson Eight in the Ms. americana guide to being a successful superheroine. Ms. Patriot had not stopped to pose as she remembered the somewhat painful lessons Nancy had administered to her in the gym when one stopped to pose. It had been a hard lesson to learn as it almost seemed to be something in her genes that called on her to pose dramatically like Dawn was doing. Christine ran up towards the robot only to get a backhanded blow from the thing that sent her flying backwards over tables to crash to the floor. Christine picked herself up and brushed some french fries from her costume and then paused to reach down between her boobs to pull one out that had fallen in there somehow. She was very glad at the moment for the lessons in the gym on how to roll with punches and take a fall or she suspected she would have been hurt a lot worse than the bruises she had received from the blow. "Be careful," she called to Dawn as Desert Fox was now running towards Ultibot. "That thing might be stupid, but it is pretty strong." A moment later, Desert Fox came flying back towards Christine having failed to duck a blow from Ultibot in time. "Well, that didn't go so well," muttered the Native American heroine as she got up a bit groggily. "Er, your top," said Ms. Patriot and pointed to Dawn's exposed breasts which she duly noted were quite nice looking. Dawn looked around where she had fallen and finally found the lemon yellow bikini top and put it back on. "I need a better costume too," she sighed. "That was one reason I wanted to come to Delta City, but then I bought that new jacket because it was so cool and now I am just about broke." Christine nodded her head in commiseration. "Well, we need a plan to deal with that thing. I can probably take it out, if I can get close enough to touch it." Dawn brightened at this. "Ok, I think I can handle that part." Dawn closed her eyes and a moment later, instead of a stacked young heroine, a swirling cloud of sand moved towards Ultibot and surrounded it, seeping into the joints of its arms and legs. "Query. How can there be a sandstorm inside a bank?" asked Ultibot, though to whom the query was addressed was not clear. "It's not a bank you moron," yelled Rose. With the gritty sand at least temporarily freezing the robot's joints in place, Christine concentrated until her right hand was glowing red and then ran forward and smashed her fist into the robot's chest. Her hand melted right through the metal shell and she yanked and pulled at anything she found inside the chest. "Critical error," intoned Ultibot. "Shutting down. Transferring memory to cloud backup. I shall be back." With that, the robot slumped forward and crashed to the floor. Christine had jumped back just in time and then a moment later, Dawn reappeared beside her in human form. "We did it!" cried Desert Fox and she and Ms. Patriot did a high five. Their celebration was short lived as suddenly half a dozen armoured MATS troopers stormed into the food court with weapons drawn. "Alright you two, let's see your heroine licenses," demanded a burly man with sergeant stripes. "License?" asked a confused Desert Fox. "Oh shit," muttered Ms. Patriot. Rose sized up the situation quickly and stepped between the two heroines and the MATS members. She wasn't supposed to know Dawn was Desert Fox, but it didn't take many brains to figure that out and she was quite certain that Christine was the other heroine. "Oh man am I glad to see you guys," gushed Rose to the police. "That robot zapped me with some ray thing. I think it did something to my boobs. You better take a look." With that, Rose whipped up her top and flashed the MATS troopers while behind her back she made little shooing gestures with her other hand By the time, the policemen could tear their eyes from Rose's chest, Desert Fox and Ms. Patriot were long gone. * * * Laura Kincaid walked nervously down the street. This was not a good part of town and while it wasn't Sugartown, it was not a place she wanted to be. The Mayor, however, had sent her to talk to a group of concerned citizens on his behalf. The aide to the Mayor wondered vaguely if the concerns of the citizens would have received any notice if there hadn't been an election coming up soon. She immediately tried to squash that traitoress thought, wondering where it had come from. It came from your conscience you twit said another internal voice and now Laura wondered where that second voice originated. Her wondering was cut short when a pair of strong hands reached out and dragged her into the alley and behind a dumpster. Wof Woman had heard the quickly extinguished cry for help and from her rooftop location, quickly located the source as being a nearby alley. The latino heroine dashed across a few rooftops and peered down to see a pair of thugs and a woman who was far too well dressed for this neighborhood. The woman was being held from behind by one of the goons, while the other groped her breasts that had been exposed by the simple expedient of ripping the top open. Quickly and silently Wolf Woman attached a grappling line to a chimmney and slid down to the ground behind the trio. The man holding the woman had his back to her and the woman's assailant was so focussed on his fun that he never saw the heroine arrive. A chop to the back of the neck of the man doing the restraining stunned him and he collapsed, dragging the woman down with him. Wolf Woman leapt over their bodies and aimed a kick at the head of the second man who flew backwards to crash into the wall of a building and also slump to the ground. Wolf Woman had just stopped to help the woman up and ask if she was ok when a pair of MATS officers appeared in the alleyway entrance with their weapons at the ready. "It's ok officers, I took down the two perps who attacked this woman," said Wolf Woman with a confident smile. The smile vanished when both officers fired their stun weapons at her. The heroine gave a gasp of pain and collapsed into a heap in the dirty alley. "You didn't register bitch, so that makes what you did to these innocent civilians an assault," said one of the officers as he walked forward to stand over Wolf Woman. "She, she save me from those men," gasped Laura trying to cover herself. "I'm sure you are confused and in shock from your attack ma'am," said the second MATS officer. "I think we gotta teach this heroine a lesson in civics Greg," said the first man as he reached down at ripped Wolf Woman's top off to expose her large, light brown breasts to view. "Only way they will learn Digger," laughed Greg as he pulled down the heroine's bottoms and whistled in appreciation at the neatly trimmed pussy. If Laura hadn't been in shock before, she was now as she lay on the ground unable to believe what the two men were doing. She knew she should say or do something, but was paralyzed with fear. The two officers leaned their stun rifles against the wall of the alley and quickly stripped off their body armour to pull out their cocks. Greg grabbed Wolf Woman and forced the now stirring heroine onto her hands and knees in the dirty alley. Digger moved around to her head and began to rub his dick all over the dark haired woman's face for a while before shoving it deep into her gaping mouth. Wolf Woman gagged and now feebly tried to push her assailant away, but was still far too weak from the two stun bolts. Meanwhile Greg pulled the heroine's legs further apart and without any further ado rammed his cock into Wolf Woman's cunt from behind. "Mmmm, now I know why I signed up for this job," said Greg with a sigh. "You can't beat perks like some tight super slut pussy." "Her mouth isn't half bad either," said Digger and he gave Wolf Woman a slap across the face. "Use your tongue whore. I want to feel you licking my dick." * * * Nancy was halfway back to Hexanna's shop when her tablet started to make a high pitched whistle signalling her AI had detected something important currently in progress. "Grab the tablet out of my pocket," she said to the witch, not wanting to be distracted from her driving. Hexanna looked confused for a moment and then pulled out the tablet. The notification link showed the scene in the alley as captured by a security camera that Greg and Digger either hadn't noticed or hadn't cared about. The sorceress frowned at the screen. She wasn't a big tech user in her line of work, but she could clearly see what was happening and the indicated location was plainly given. "That's Wolf Woman those bastards are raping," she cried and told Nancy the location. "Hang on to your staff," said the blonde detective and stepped hard on the gas pedel. Horns honked, brakes squealed and they had a few close calls at orange or possibly slightly red lights before the Honda screeched to a stop just outside the alley. Nancy was out of the car and running before Hexanna could get her seat belt undone. Greg and Digger looked up from where they were still thrusting into Wolf Woman just long enough to see the blonde bearing down on them before she arrived. Nancy caught Digger with a fist to his face, knocking him backwards just as his cock spurted and coated Wolf Woman's face with his jizz. Nancy's foot connected with Greg and also forced him back out of the heroine, his dick already starting to go limp. "Hey you there, what the hell do you think you are doing?" yelled a new male voice from the other end of the alley and the detective looked that way to see another half a dozen MATS officers starting to point their guns at her. "Duck," yelled Hexanna and Nancy dived to the ground taking Wolf Woman with her as a magically charged dumpster flew over their heads and careened down the alley making the officers try to scramble out of the way. Nancy heard a few thuds as some didn't react fast enough. "Let's get out of here," yelled the private eye and she and Hexanna gathered up both Wolf Woman and Laura and hustled them back the way they had come and into the Honda. * * * Nancy and Hexanna tried to convince Laura to ggo to the hospital to be checked over, but the woman had absolutely refused. In the end, they had taken her home and Nancy had left her with one of her business cards. "You've had a nasty shock," said the detective before leaving. "I don't think you should really be alone. If you need someone, give me a call, day or night." Laura had thanked Nancy, but insisted she would be fine and Nancy had then driven Hexanna back to her magic shop. By then, Wolf Woman had recovered and was more angry than anything. One thing the Aphrodite gene gave its victims was the ability to recover quickly both physically and mentally. Nancy suspected this was more for the benefit of the gene's designers than the gene holders themselves as a quick recovery meant they were ready to be raped again that much sooner. "We'll let the rest of the She Legion know what happened," said Hexanna as they pulled up in front of her store. "Damn right we will," snarled Wolf Woman. "Those two bastards are going to pay." Nancy drove off with a troubled heart, at least partially from Wolf Woman's words. The detective didn't blame the heroine for her anger as she felt it herself, but the prospect of an outright battle between the police and the She Legion was a daunting one. Nancy glanced at her watch and then headed for the restaurant where she was to meet Norman, Rose and Dawn for supper. Christine had reluctantly had to bow out as she was taking a night class at the community college and said a little sheepishly she couldn't afford to miss another class as she had already skipped a couple. The supper had been excellent, but Nancy was further worried by Rose and Dawn's account of what had happened at the food court with the MATS officers. On the positive side of things, Norman had told her he had made excellent progress on his tasks. Nancy could tell Rose and Dawn were dying to learn more about the mysterious legal work, but somehow managed to restrain themselves. "I know Norman is staying at the Ritz," said Nancy to the other two women, "but what about you two? You are welcome to stay with me if you want, but I have to warn you there is only one bed." "Oh, I don't see that as a problem," said Rose with a twinkle in her eyes and she glanced over at Dawn. "Um, me either," said Dawn with a more nervous smile. After dropping off Norman at his hotel, the three women were just crossing the sidewalk to Nancy's apartment steps when Mrs. Wong came out of the restaurant. The old woman stopped and gave a snort and a shake of her head. "Good evening Mrs. Wong," said Nancy and she introduced the woman to Rose and Dawn. Mrs. Wong bowed to both Dawn and Rose. "I am pleased to meet any friends of our Filthy White Whore." "It's er sort of an official title kind of thing," said Nancy when she saw the startled looks on the faces of the other two women. Mrs. Wong snorted and got into the car that pulled up to the curb with Becky driving. "Hello Detective Boobs," sang out the girl in a loud enough voice that a pair of customers entering the restaurant stopped to look quizzically at Nancy. "Drive carefully Becky," was all Nancy called out before leading Dawn and Rose down the steps and into her apartment. "So, did you want to watch some television first, or go directly to bed and have sex?" asked Rose once they were inside the apartment. "I wish you wouldn't beat around the bush and just come out and say what you are thinking," replied Nancy dryly and glanced over at Dawn. "How about you Dawn? We can just play crib if you prefer." Dawn licked her lips a bit nervously and looked from Rose to Nancy and back again. "Um, well Rose sort of told me about you and her back when you visited Valley Springs and we did kind of share an experience already out in the desert with the Growlers." "You want to see how the other half lives then?" asked Nancy. Dawn gave her head a shy nod. "Ok, but you can bow out anytime you want," said Nancy and led the way over to her small bed and looked down at it a little mournfullly. "I warned you there wasn't a lot of room," she said. "That just means we have to cuddle up closer," said Rose and put her arms around Nancy and kissed the detective hungrily while Dawn watched. "Your turn," said Rose after a moment as she broke the kiss and a strand of saliva that hung between her lips and Nancy's lips stretched and broke. Dawn gave a gulp and leaned towards Nancy, her eyes shutting in reflex as their lips drew closer and finally touched. The young heroine pulled back after a few seconds and opened her eyes. She then visibly gathered her courage while Nancy waited patiently and leaned in again for a second, longer kiss. When Nancy's tongue flicked out, the girl slowly opened her mouth and let the intruder inside. "You two keep going," giggled Rose as she moved behind Nancy and began to unbutton the blonde's blouse. "I'll just unwrap the goodies while you two swap saliva." The waitress got Nancy's buttons all undone to let her breasts pop out into view and then did the same for Dawn's top so now the two sets of large breasts rubbed together as the kiss intensified. Rose continued to undress the two other women, undoing skirts and then tugging down panties so Nancy and Dawn had to step out of their constraint. The two women didn't break their kiss as they sank onto the bed and let their hands explore the other's body. Rose quickly stripped off her own clothes and joined them on the bed. "Any suggestions on how to proceed?" Rose asked Nancy as she let her fingers trail over the naked bodies of the other two women. "I've never done a threesome before and certainly not with two women." "Me either," said Dawn as she shyly caressed Nancy's boobs. "I don't think getting gang banged by the growlers half a dozen times counts as anything." "Well, just because I did a few porn videos, doesn't make me an expert on sex," protested Nancy as she returned Dawn's caresses. "More of an expert than us," said Rose. "Hey, wait a second, you said 'a few' porn movies', which implies more than two. I have your Detective Boobs video and I heard about bootleg copies of your Ritz Hotel fun, but are there more?" the waitress asked eagerly. "Er, of course not," said Nancy quickly before something more slipped out. She was pretty sure that no one would ever connect the Candy Floss movie to her, or so she hoped. The detective could just imagine the reaction of her friends and the ribbing she would take over that one. "We could do a 96?" suggested Dawn. "That's a 69 dear," said Rose as she flicked a tongue over one of Dawn's hard nipples. "Wouldn't that depend on whether you were on top or on the bottom?" asked Dawn as she gave it some thought. "We could do a chain," said Nancy, 'but that might not satisfy everyone, so let's make it a circle instead." Dawn and Rose shot Nancy questioning looks. "Trust me, it'll be great," Nancy assured them. "I'm the sex expert right?" It took a little bit of contortion and had a significant risk of one of them falling off the bed, but the three women finally managed to arrange themselves into a circle of sorts. Nancy ended up with her face between Dawn's legs while Dawn's face was buried in Rose's pussy and Rose completed the circuit with her face nestled between Nancy's thighs. Dawn's heart was pounding in her rib cage as she stared into Rose's wet snatch. It was her first time with another woman and as much as she wanted to try it, she was still very very nervous. The only taste of pussy she had ever had was after the Growlers had fucked her and then shoved their cocks in her mouth to be cleaned and her own juices had still covered their dicks. The young heroine wasn't sure that really counted, but maybe it had inspired her to want to try more she reflected. "One, two, three," everyone start licking!" called out Nancy as if starting a race. Dawn hesitated for a fraction of a second, but then she felt Nancy's tongue slither over her pussy lips and she knew she had to keep up her part of the arrangement and took her first tentative lick at Rose's pussy. It tasted different than her own had, she decided, though the Growler flavour made it hard to be sure. Still, it was kind of nice and so the teen hero took a longer lick the second time. Her own pleasure was increasing exponentially as Dawn felt Nancy's tongue slide deep inside her and now she fully understood why Christine hadn't wanted the blonde to stop that morning, even when an unexpected audience had shown up. Of course, Christine did seem like a bit of an exhibitionist, but there was no denying the talent of the mouth between her legs. Well enough thinking, decided Dawn and now she tried to emulate Nancy's actions and pushed her tongue into Rose's sweet tasting folds. For quite some time after this, there was no talking and only the soft moans and the quiet sound of tongues on flesh in the room. The moaning sounds got louder as time progressed, however, and culminated in three rather noisy climaxes that left all three women breathless and looking very happy. "Now what shall we do for an encore?" asked Rose after a while. * * * Skylar Bridge was sitting in his study on his island working on some ppaperwork when Gregor Sandor knocked and entered without waiting for a reply. "What's up Greg?" asked the billionaire as he saw the head of security carrying an envelope and looking excited. "Our security cameras in Delta City turned up something that I think will interest you," said Gregor, but didn't expand n this. Instead, he just placed the envelope on Bridge's desk. Bridge quirked an eyebrow at this and picked up the envelope. Opening it, he found it contained a number of photographs. "These are recent?" he finally asked. Gregor nodded. "They were taken today." Bridge smiled broadly and put the pictures face up on the surface of the desk. They showed a blue haired girl flying around some of the downtown buildings of Delta City. "I want her," said Bridge. The End