New Species

[Based on characters and situtations created by Mr. X]

The buxom, beautiful superheroine Ms. Americana was the first one to find the smoking crater that was the crash site of the stolen, interstellar spaceshuttle FarReach. Debris crunched under the heroine's red, high-heeled boots along the edge of the huge crater while the blue-eyed, brunette bombshell gazed down past her jutting, 40DD-cup breasts to the spacecraft lodged nose-first into the shattered rock at the bottom of the charred depression.

"I found your silly shuttle," Ms. Americana reported in a bored voice. She had to speak down into the deep cleavage between her ample, pale-skinned tits where the NASA combadge was hooked onto her snug, red, white and blue bikini top. "I still don't see why NASA had to send superheroine like me on a trivial mission like this," the haughty Amazon sniffed disdainfully.

"That 'silly' shuttle is the first human spaceship capable of interplanetary travel - it's worth billions!" the NASA coordinator on the other end of the combadge exclaimed. "When Dr. Violator stole it during our launch test, the trajectory estimates indicated that he may have followed the original flight plan all the way to the planet of the Inseminoids!"

"Right, sure, whatever," Ms. Americana replied, trying unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn. She was truly tired of the nerdy geeks at NASA trying to explain the importance of the shuttle and its mission to the mysterious planet Biolantis.

Ms. Americana could have cared less about getting native samples from that new planet recently discovered on the far edges of the Solar System. The NASA geeks went on and on about Inseminoid plant cells from Biolantis having a unique metabolic energy which could lead to cures of numerous life-threatening injuries. Earth-born specimens of the Inseminoid breeds which had somehow ended up on this planet did not possess as pure DNA so the mission of the FarReach had been to gather live, native samples directly from the Inseminoid homeworld. Ms. Americana thought the whole thing was a waste of time. Her own superpowers made it certain she never got sick or injured, so she had no personal interest about getting samples of those sex-crazed weeds from outer space. The potential benefits to the rest of the world were lost on the arrogant, self-centered heroine.

"I'm going down to check out the shuttle so I can back to dealing with matters more deserving of a true superheroine," announced Ms. Americana. She had a hair stylist appointment that afternoon as her alter ego and she had little intention of missing it because of this stupid mission.

"What?! Waitaminute, you stupid cow! Weren't you listening?? That ship may have just come back from the planet of the Inseminoids!" the coordinator shouted. "Who knows what's in the shuttle's cargo bay?!"

"I've dealt with Inseminoids before," American Babe replied haughtily. "I can handle a few trivial weeds."

That was not precisely true. Every time the busty heroine had encountered Earth-born specimens of Inseminoids, she had ended up getting hog-tied by their long, thick vines and raped for hours by thick, pumping tentacles as the plants eagerly attempted to mate with her, forcing the proud heroine to repeatedly climax with intense orgasms as loads of alien cum were shot deep into her cunt and mouth and ass.

Ms. Americana knew from the gallons of Inseminoid seed that had sprayed into her womb during those dozens of past encounters that the alien plants that only shot out cum could not impregnate a superheroine like herself, but she had narrowly escaped several times being impregnated by the variant Inseminoid breeds which implanted eggs into their victims into their bodies.

The tall, creamy-skinned Amazon had seen other superheroines and many other buxom, civilian women ranging from models to cheerleaders to librarians who had not been so lucky. The ravished females were usually knocked out by gaseous Inseminoid pollen spores after they had been impregnated by the bulbous alien seed forced into their climaxing cunts, leaving the women unable to do anything to save themselves while their bellies swelled up in only a few hours with the rapidly maturing Inseminoid larva growing inside of their wombs.

The women's tits were always induced to lactate at an incredible rate the moment of their impregnation and their breasts became enormous jugs filled nearly to bursting with milk by the time the women woke up and found themselves ripe and ready to deliver their alien spawn.

Before anything could ever be done, the women had all been forced to birth the tentacled, larval Inseminoids, their swollen, huge-titted bodies squirming wildly as their bellies then their cunts slowly bulged outward with the relentlessly pushing larva, causing the women to scream in a mixture of horror, agony and intense ecstacy as the monstrous alien larva slowly forced their way out of their host's straining cunts.

Afterward, the women's enlarged breasts had to be connected to extremely powerful suction pumps for days to draw out the vast quantities of milk produced by their out-of-control mammaries once the victims had given birth. And even after that process, the women's breasts would remain as much as double their former size and constantly laden with milk requiring them all to go in to a doctor's twice a week to be milked like cows.

Ms. Americana knew that might be what was in store for her if she allowed any Inseminoid to implant its seed in her, but she was not a superheroine for nothing. Pushing aside any thing resembling fear, good judgement, common sense or rational thought, Ms. Americana straightened her golden belt and hiked her bikini bottom up her hips until the rear of the garment was pulled up between her smooth, firm buttocks like a thong.

"I'm going down," she announced into the combadge between her breasts and with a look of determination on her beautiful, blue-eyed face. She quickly started leaping down the steep slope of the crater toward the shuttle, her big, milk-laden tits sloshing and nearly bouncing out of her bikini top with each leap.

"Wait! Americana you stupid moron, Wait!!-zzt!-Don't know-zzzt!-interference near shuttle-zzzt!-ionized hull-zztt!-won't-zzztt-keep contact-zzzttzzttttt!" the coordinator's voice was lost in a buzz of static as Ms. Americana got closer to the shuttle, but the reckless heroine ignored the disappearance of her only means to call for help.

She reached the shuttle whose glowing red hull was already cooling down to its normal color. The nose of the craft had gone so far into the rock that the hatchway which normally should have been ten meters off the ground was in easy reach.

"All right, Dr. Violator, I know you're in there!" Ms. Americana shouted. Anyone in the shuttle could have seen her approach by simply looking out a window so Ms. Americana decided to try the most direct approach, which was her usual method anyway. She grabbed the handle of the shuttle hatch and tore it away like it was a cheap cardboard. Tossing the hatch aside, she then stuck her raven-haired head into the dark hatchway.

The slender, green-skinned fist of a woman came shooting out of the shadows and clocked Ms. Americana right on the jaw, sending the superheroine flying back to violently crash onto the ground.

"Owwww!! Who the fuck was _that_?" Ms. Americana demanded, sitting up on the ground and tenderly holding her chin.

A very tall, very leggy and very busty, naked woman with entirely green-skin and dark blonde hair stepped out into view inside the hatchway. The beautiful alien woman was even taller than Ms. Americana and the Amazon stood six and half-feet in her boots.

The green-skinned woman's jutting tits would have made a pair of watermelons seem small in comparison and her lush, blonde hair fell down past her shoulders to her ass. She had a dark blonde pussy between her shapely thighs. Her eyes were pupil-less, entirely golden in color. Beneath her thick, yellow tresses there were two slender, ribbon-like vines attached just behind her ears and which lead back into the darkness behind her.

"I don't know who you are, you bitch-" shouted Ms. Americana. "But I'm going to teach you a lesson for daring to lay hands on a superheroine!" Clumsily, the Amazon staggering out of the deep impact her sexy buttocks had crushed into the ground during her landing, leaving the imprint of her ass behind in the rock.

The nude, alien woman did not answer and only gazed down at Ms. Americana as though she were looking at bug. The woman then turned around and disappeared back into the hatchway and there was a loud, metallic sound as the shuttle's cargo bay door began to open with a slow grinding.

"Oh no you don't! You're not getting away from me that way!" snarled the infuriated heroine. With superhuman reflexes and strength, Ms. Americana leapt up on top of the shuttle and jumped into the shadowy cargo bay.

But when Ms. Americana landed in the vast, metal-walled chamber, no one else was there. The only things within the cargo bay were several complex pieces of machinery which Ms. Americana had not idea what they did and two containers marked with 'Warning! Live Specimens' on them.

The first container was a tall glass cylinder and inside Ms. Americana could see a familiar greenish plant pod laying dormant. The superheroine recognized it as a species of Inseminoid. The container looked strong enough to hold back even one of those ravenous alien plants, but Ms. Americana kept a cautious eye on the unmoving plant pod all the same. The plant appeared to be in some sort of motionless hibernation and did not react when Ms. Americana slowly moved toward the other contained next to it.

The other container was much larger and shaped like a giant box with a large tree with bright blue leaves and greenish trunk. From the tree's slender branches hung several enormous, colorful pods like gigantic pieces of fruit. Ms. Americana noticed one of the container's sides was already open and several of the tree's green roots stretched out of the container and disappeared into a open hatchway at the front of the cargo bay. The tree did not look like any Inseminoid plant Ms. Americana had ever seen, so the brunette heroine ignored it as she made her way toward the open hatch

From the dark hatch, the naked, green-skinned woman stepped out into the bay and Ms. Americana saw that it was the alien tree's roots that were attached to her head behind her ears.

"Now I've got you!" Ms. Americana was already leaping at the green-skinned woman when two of the giant, fruit-like pods hanging from the alien tree's branches dropped down to the floor.

The pods burst open with gushes of clear, sticky fluids and from within them two more naked, green-skinned alien women were released. Their flawless, curvaceous bodies were glistening and slick with the sweet dew which also matted down their long, silky hair, one of the green-skinned women had crimson-red hair while the other's was a mass of shiny, raven-black curls. Two sets of the alien tree's slender roots swiftly rose up and affixed themselves behind the backs of the dripping women's ears and the women's pupil-less eyes opened as they stood up. Save for their different hair color, each of the new women looked identical to the green-skinned blonde and they easily would have been mistaken for triplets. The glistening alien women launched themselves at Ms. Americana and intercepted the leaping heroine with full-body tackles.

Unprepared for the attack, Ms. Americana was plowed to the floor of the cargo hold. The naked women easily lifted up the superheroine and slammed her back down onto their upraised knees, bending the howling Amazon's spine backward until she nearly passed out.

Taking advantage of the momentarily stunned superheroine, the two green-skinned women held her limp body above the floor of the cargo bay like she weighed nothing and grabbed at her costume, ripping away the skimpy bikini and golden belt until Ms. Americana was naked save for her mask, red gloves and boots.

The nude women then took up positions facing each other over either side of the dazed, naked brunette, each woman grabbing her arms and legs. They tipped Ms. Americana backward until her big, ripe tits were pointed up to the sky and they pulled her bare legs and arms apart so her back was deeply arched, the toes of her boots almost touching her spine while her sexy thighs were spread open painfully wide.

"Whu-? Whutzgoingon?" mumbled Ms. Americana as she blinked and cleared her eyes. "Hey! What're you doing!? Put me down you fat-titted bimbos!" she ordered, struggling and straining against the super-strong alien women holding her.

The women obviously had to strain to hold the powerful superheroine in their grips, but they managed to do so. The original blonde woman then leapt forward, the roots attached to her head trailing behind her and her enormous tits bouncing like heavily overinflated basketballs when her bare feet hit the floor.

The blonde moved between Ms. Americana's open thighs, the heroine's unprotected pussy pointing right at the her as her yellow, pupil-less eyes glittered. The woman dropped to her knees between Ms. Americana's open thighs and grabbed the naked heroine's sexy buttocks in her slender hands. She lifted up the heroine's hips and then buried her face deep into Ms. Americana's sable-haired bush.

"AHH! What are you doing??!!" cried out Ms. Americana in shock as the woman's full, open lips enveloped her pubis and clit. "OOHHH!!" The helpless heroine arched her back even more as the alien woman's eager, hot tongue started to lick her clitoris and drive deep into her twat.

The alien blonde's tongue was far longer than any human woman's, sliding up a foot into Ms. Americana's private, inner channel like an zealous worm, tasting the hot sweetness that came flooding from superheroine's vagina as the very tip wriggled over and tickled her raw, moist cunt walls.

"OH!! Stop-Stop that!" cried out Ms. Americana even as the two women holding arms and legs her forced her to open her thighs wider and pushed her hips up against the soft, working lips of the alien blonde's mouth.

The two women at Ms. Americana's sides then smiled and bent down to run their eager tongues over the nude brunette's full, firm tits, tasting her sweet, satiny skin. They planted their lips over Ms. Americana's pink nipples and began sucking the heroine's delectable, sensitive aureoles with their tongues, working Ms. Americana's breasts until her nipples swelled and hardened into stiff, aroused points.

"Oooooooo!!" gasped Ms. Americana as pleasure from her molested breasts joined the sensations emanating out from between her legs to assault and overwhelm her perceptions.

Like all superheroines, Ms. Americana acted like a priggish, stuck-up princess but buried deep under her arrogant demeanor of righteousness and morality, the buxom brunette was actually a horny slut. Thanks to that buried part of Ms. Americana's psyche, the alien women did not have to work very hard at all to drive the constrained superheroine to a powerful orgasm.

"Oh Gawd, stop! STOP IT!! You're making me CUUMMMMM!" Ms. Americana screamed, ecstacy washing through her entire body and her cunt letting loose a flood of hot wetness, her body tensing so hard hot milk spurted out of her hard, excited nipples. The woman between her legs greedily drank down the clear, sticky fluids from her cunt as the redhead and brunette holding her limbs sucked her breasts of gushing milk, the roots leading back to the alien tree pulsing as the women ingested the sweet, nourishing nectars from the buxom brunette

Ms. Americana's writhing, tensing body was almost too much for the alien women to handle, her tits producing so much of the creamy, hot milk that the excess splashed over the alien women's naked frontsides and dripping down their massive tits and flowed down to their red and black-haired snatches. The alien woman between Ms. Americana's legs had sticky drops of the heroine's cunt fluids running down her own frontside and if she had been human she would have suffocated from the superstrong brunette's tightly gripping thighs. Instead she continued to work at Ms. Americana pussy even as the heroine recovered from her climax.

"You-you bitches!" gasped Ms. Americana, fighting against another rising orgasm she felt building up under the first alien woman's oral ministrations. "Once I get loose, I'll kick the crap out of all three of youuuu!!" Ms. Americana groaned as she gritted her teeth, her whole face clenching and straining as she was forced into another powerful climax.

"What the fuck is going on here?!"

Ms. Americana, the three alien women and even the alien tree all jerked in surprise at the voice which spoke. Standing in a hatchway leading back to the shuttle was a balding, stocky, middle-aged man with glasses dressed in a NASA spacesuit. Ms. Americana instantly recognized the man as the nefarious, villainous mastermind, Dr. Victor Von Violator.

"I thought I told you silly cunts not to let yourselves out of that container until I had finished the shuttle's systems check!" Dr. Violator said angrily coming forward. "Instead, here I find you in the cargo bay having an impromptu sorority party! The plan was to get out of here before any damn superheroines show up and-Holy freaking crap!! Is that Ms. Americana?????" the mastermind shouted in outrage when he had gotten close enough to realize who the alien women were holding in their arms.

The alien blonde between Ms. Americana's thighs got up from her knees and moved forward diffidently toward Dr. Violator, swaying her wide, curving hips with exaggerated sensuality while looking down at the much shorter mastermind with a timid smile. She leaned down to press her nude frontside, still sticky with Ms. Americana's cunt wetness, up against Dr. Violator, softly crushing her huge, pillowy tits in his face as she began running the tip of her finger over the front of his spacesuit with an apologetic look in her thick-lashed eyes.

The alien woman did not speak a word but Dr. Violator appeared to understand what she was trying to communicate and threw up his hands. "Oh all right, I forgive you. I guess I can't blame you for wanted to have some fun that fat-titted bitch, I probably would have done the same thing myself. Let's go see little Miss High-and-Mighty, this might actually work out for the best."

The alien blonde kept her arm around Dr. Violator's shoulder and the side of her breast pressed against his head as she lead him back to where Ms. Americana was held helpless in the clutches of her sisters. The women holding her limbs lifted her back into an upright position so Ms. Americana limply stood facing Dr. Violator, her black, curly tresses hanging down around her exhausted face.

"Hello there, Ameri-Boobs," Dr. Violator greeted the slack heroine with a grin. "Always nice to see you out of that little costume of yours - if I have the time remind me to take some new pictures of you undressed and send them to Big'Uns magazine again. They always pay so well for shots of those stupendous tits of yours," the criminal mastermind grinned. "Of course, now I'm allied with these alien babes who are even more stacked than you are. I wonder how much Big'Uns will pay for some orgy pics with the whole bunch of you?"

"Gasp-You won't-gasp-get away-gasp-with this, Violator," breathed Ms. Americana, still trying to catch her wind - she could not believe how intense an orgasm the alien blonde had produced in her. "I'll teach-gasp-you and your green-painted sluts a lesson you'll never forget!"

"Haughty to the last, that's one of the things I love about you, Americana!" Violator laughed. "But you're mistaken if you these women with me are anything you can handle, my dear."

"You see, I stole the FarReach shuttle to prove a theory, you see," Violator explained, idly leaning against the alien blonde's huge tit while she and her sisters stared at him adoringly.

"Have you heard of the ancient myths of wood nymphs and dryads, Ms. Americana? I expect you haven't, you superheroines seldom read anything that doesn't have to do with makeup or the current fashion in thongs," Violator shrugged and went on. "In case you didn't know, these ancient myths speak of sexy, alluring women who are always somehow associated with plants or trees.

"My research, which I expect will earn me a Nobel Prize at the very least, will show that the planet Biolantis is actually home to two intelligent plant species, the Inseminoids and another species which is the basis for these ancient myths of wood nymphs and dryads. My lovely new allies are examples of this new species, whom I've chosen to give the name Mammarites, for obvious reasons," Violator grinned and reached up to idly squeeze the blonde's huge breast.

"Would it bore you terribly if I showed you the evidence I have so meticulously gathered from Biolantis, Ameri-Boobs?" the mastermind asked the helpless heroine eagerly.

"I would rather be strapped down to one of Dr. Deviant's Rape-o-Matic machines while it was set to 'Gang-Bang'," the busty heroine shot back defiantly and quite truthfully.

"Good! It's always nice to discover new ways to torture you fat-titted supersluts!" Violator laughed. "Allow me to use this lovely Mammarite nymph to show you the biological development of their species." He led the tall, green-skinned blonde over to one of the bizarre pieces of equipment in the cargo bay. She went willingly and allowed the balding mastermind to lean her back onto a slanted table. With the blonde laid out before him, Violator drew out two electrodes wires with transparent suction cups at their tips. He attached these to the nipples of the alien blonde's jutting tits and then pulled a visor down over her head.

"I've learned that the plants of Biolantis have a genetic memory reaching all the way back to their roots, no pun intended," Violator explained as he turned on the power generator for the electrodes attached to the blonde's breasts. The machine hummed to life and the blonde on the table shuddered as her nipples tingled and grew hard and stiff in the plastic cups crowning them.

"With the proper stimulation, I can tap into this memory and view it, like so," Violator turned a knob on the machine and sparks of bio-electricity began to arc inside of the transparent cups over the blonde's nipples, the zapping bolts shooting directly into the tips of her mams and causing the tall, alien blonde to arch her back and cry out in obvious pleasure.

The visor over the blonde's head glowed and projected a holographic image over her squirming body. A primitive form of Inseminoid was mating with another plant, this one smaller with pretty, pink flowers that bore a great resemblance to woman's vagina. The Inseminoid's multiple tentacles were pumping its phallic-shaped ends into the pulsing flowers and shooting thick wads of cum into the other plant.

"The Inseminoids of Biolantis have always been sexual parasites and the early Mammarites were the perfect hosts for them even before they developed their humanoid forms," Violator explained while he fiddled with the electrode controls, carefully adjusting the power he was sending into the blonde's swelling tits. "The Mammarites adapted to use the potent energy of the Inseminoid seed to fuel their own metoblisms allowing them to reproduce while providing the Inseminoids with hosts. The two species existed in perfect symbiosis until Biolantis was visited by beings from our world millennia ago."

Groups of Amazons dressed in ancient armor were shown marching through the Biolantis forest.

"Your Amazon sisters on Paradise Isle once possessed remarkably advanced technology, Ameri-Boobs, but that knowledge is long since lost to them. They probably spent too much time concentrating on developing new hairsprays and nail polish rather than learning to maintain their machines and devices," Violator smirked.

"Screw you, Violator," Ms. Americana snarled.

The mastermind ignored her. "In those ancient time, the Amazons were able to form warp-gates to Biolantis and finding the planet was habitable, they began a ruthless program of colonization with no regard for the intelligent, native plant life."

The Amazons were shown setting fire to the plants and clearing out vast areas of forest for their automated machines to construct their towering buildings and structures.

"The Inseminoids and Mammarites fought back. The Inseminoids were able to mutate themselves and the proboscises they had only used for mating until then were turned into power appendages for defense as well."

The hologram showed Inseminoid plants entangling and constraining struggling Amazons, stripping away their clothing and wrapping tightly around the shapely women's tits and cunts with painfully taut lashings.

"In many cases, the Inseminoids attempted to breed with captured Amazon females and were quite successful, in a fashion."

Nude Amazons were shown being carried around and violated by hordes of Inseminoid plants, the women's shapely legs spread wide open while groups of thrusting alien tentacles rammed into their cunts and down their choking throats. The alien plants would shudder after each climax and go still, leaving the ravished Amazon covered in sticky cum until she was dragged to the next plant that wanted to have its turn with her.

When the plants were finished, the naked, cum-stained Amazons were taken to huge groves where hundreds of them were left hanging while the Inseminoid seed matured inside their wombs. The Amazon's slim bellies swelled enormously like beachballs and the helpless women could do nothing but watch in horror as the larval creatures moved around inside of their snug, warm wombs. Eventually the larvae would forces their way down through the women's cunt channels, raping the screaming, climaxing women from inside as the alien spawn relentlessly pushed their way out of the women's straining cunts in a fountain of glistening, sticky fluids. The larva would then attach themselves to their mother-host's milk-heavy mammaries and feed continuously as they rapidly grew into fully formed Inseminoids.

"The Inseminoids were able to keep up their numbers but the Mammarites were not nearly as powerful as their Inseminoid mates," Violator said when the pictures of rape and monstrous alien spawning were done. "But the Mammarites had developed a different defensive mechanism of being able to protective disguises, imitating other life-forms. They used this ability and began to take the shape and form of the Amazon invaders."

The hologram showed the Mammarite plants clamping over the nude bodies of Amazons captured and held down by Inseminoids, while the Inseminoids fed on the women's breasts with sucking maws at the ends of their tentacles, the smaller Mammarites drove slender roots deep into the screaming women's cunts to take genetic samples.

"The Mammarites became capable of producing humanoid replicas of Amazons and they became nearly fully mobile, unlike the Inseminoids which still lack any means of movement to this day."

The hologram showed Ms. Americana entire armies of naked, green-skinned women much like the ones who had just raped her standing beside flailing Inseminoid plants as the two species battled against the Amazons.

"After several centuries of war, the Amazons were finally thrown off Biolantis, but irrevocable changes had occurred to both the Inseminoid and Mammarite species. The Mammarites had been assuming the forms of human females for so long, they were no longer able to assume any other shape. As a result, once the Amazons left Biolantis, the Inseminoids became used to breeding only with hosts that had the form of huge-busted women.

"The Amazon Empire collapsed on Earth and for centuries Biolantis was at peace again. But all that changed with the appearance of an even greater threat to that distant alien world, you superheroines."

"What are you talking about, Violator?" demanded Ms. Americana. "The superheroines of Earth haven't gone to war with Biolantis!"

"But you have, my dear," countered Violator. "Or rather you've started a breeding war with the Mammarites. Ever since the first appearance of superheroines on Earth in the last century, a significant number of you big-titted morons have ended up on Biolantis through various means."

The hologram showed buxom superheroines from the Golden Age like Lady Patriot and Freedom Lass dressed up in their low-cut bodices and miniskirts which showed off a considerable degree of their ample breasts and shapely legs but those early costumes were very conservative by modern superheroine standards.

Those legendary heroines were shown wandering through the jungles of Biolantis where groups of busty Mammarite nymphs and Inseminoid plants attacked the costumed women and overwhelmed them with sheer numbers. Stripping the horrified heroines of their costumes, the alien nymphs held the women down while the Inseminoids tied their arms behind their backs. Both species of aliens then sucked at the heroine's jutting, milk-filled breasts and while the Inseminoids rammed throbbing tentacles deep into the shocked human women's cunts and asses, the Mammarites eagerly thrust their long tongues up into their twats and down their throats.

"That repressed superheroine sexuality proved to be overwhelmingly appetizing to the native lifeforms of Biolantis," Violator explained, grinning at the pictures of the heroines being climaxed out of their minds. "Heroines like Lady Patriot were sometimes trapped on Biolantis for months at a time and they were raped by literally hundreds of thousands of Mammarites and Inseminoids as the big-titted cows wandered all over the planet seeking escape. By the end, some of them had been so overwhelmed by the constant climaxing that they didn't even want to leave the planet at all."

"You're-you're lying!" Ms. American shouted, horrified at the images of her most revered idols of superheroine-hood being savagely ravished and violated, even as she remembered the mysterious, unexplained disappearance of many heroines like Lady Patriot during the Golden Age of Superheroines.

"Look up some of the classified documents of the original Fem-Legion and I'm sure you'll find the proof, Ameri-Cunt," Violator replied. "Not that I really cared what happened to those famous bitches, I was far more interested in how those foolish sluts forever upset the natural balance on Biolantis.

"What are you talking about?" Ms. Americana demanded even as she found herself unable to take her eyes off the images of her superheroine idols being raped by Inseminoids and Mammarite nymphs - Lady Patriot's huge, naked tits were absolutely incredible and her sexy body was worthy of all the stories of her. To her disappointment, Violator shut off the images and pulled the electrodes off of the tits of the alien blonde with loud pops.

"Unlike the Amazons from centuries before, you superheroines proved to be more resistant to impregnation by the Inseminoids," Violator went on. "Your own experienced with Inseminoids here on Earth has certainly shown you that no matter how much of their alien cum is shot into your womb, they cannot impregnate you."

"It takes more than a few gallons of monstrous seed to conquer a superheroine!" Ms. Americana exclaimed.

"That's all fine for you, but to the ruin of the Biolantis ecosystem, the Mammarite nymphs did not know this when they tried to take superheroine DNA samples from those women and incorporate it into themselves, no doubt in an attempt to gain the superstrength and endurance the Earth women possessed.

"They succeeded and gained some degree of superpowers but in the process the Mammarite nymphs also became more resistant to Inseminoid impregnation. The Inseminoids had to expend more effort and more effort and soon even the largest, most voracious specimens were unable to impregnate their Mammarite hosts. To make things worse, the Mammarites had always been using the potent energy in the Inseminoid seed to fuel their own reproductive processes, allowing them to give birth to the giant spores which grew into Mammarite trees, but now the Mammarites could no longer assimilate Inseminoid cum into themselves.

"Deprived of their main source of nourishment, Mammarite trees all over the planet started to fall into dormant states of hibernation, no longer able to produce nymphs and denying the Inseminoids the hosts they need to reproduce as well.

"Meanwhile, the Inseminoids have gone into a frenzy, trying voraciously to mate with the nymphs of the few remaining active Mammarite trees. This is also why you modern superheroines always find such a warm welcome whenever you end up on Biolantis like your shapely predecessors. The Inseminoids are in the state of a biological madness, desperate to mate with anything that could serve as a host. The great irony is that their attempts are doomed to failure and unless something is done soon, all life on Biolantis will become extinct."

"But I intend to save it with one of my brilliant plans!" Violator grinned and turned to find that Ms. Americana had dozed off during his last tirade and was snoring lightly in the arms of the alien women.

"Wake up you stupid bitch!!" yelled Violator and the brunette bombshell jerked awake mid-snore.

"Divine Goddess, you're more boring than the History Channel," Ms. Americana yawned.

"We'll see how bored you are once we start with my plan to save the alien plants of Biolantis!" snapped Violator. "The Inseminoid plants which had adapted to existence here on Earth provided me with clues. Once were Mammarites trees on Earth, but modern pollution has proved lethal to them and unlike the Inseminoids they are unable to thrive in Earth's current atmosphere. The Inseminoids here on Earth developed a method of implanting eggs into their hosts, circumventing the need for the Mammarites, but unfortunately the spawn from such impregnations often end up killing both the female host and the Inseminoid, and even with the successful impregnations, the resulting larval Inseminoids are almost always sterile.

"This sort of adaptation needs only a slight change to provide the answer for the Inseminoids and the Mammarites!" Violator went over to another of the strange machines in the shuttle's cargo bay comprised of two platforms.

"My matter-transmission device will allow me to combine my DNA with this Inseminoid specimen from Biolantis," Violator explained as he manipulated controls on the device. A mechanical arm came to life and opened the transparent cylinder holding the hibernating plant pod and placed it on one of the platforms. Violator stepped up onto the other one.

"By incorporating human DNA into the Biolantis strain, I will be able to mate with Mammarites nymphs and provide them with the potent seed they need to reproduce. Once a sufficient number of new Mammarite trees had taken root and produced more nymphs, I'll put an ad up on the Big-Un's website seeking other volunteers for my plan.

"Who would agree to combine themselves with those hideous alien plants?" Ms. Americana demanded.

"I'm not worried about finding volunteers when my plan requires them to fuck the brains out of gorgeous, big-titted babes like these," Violator chuckled. "Heck, I may even ask for a membership fee and make a profit on the whole thing!"

"I will bring thousands of Inseminoids from Biolantis and combined them with human men, and these new hybrids will even be able to knock up you arrogant superheroines like you, Ameri-Boobs!" laughed Violator.

"You won't get away with this plan of yours!" Ms. American shouted defiantly even as she felt a twinge of fear.

"We'll have to see about that, won't we my dear?" Violator snickered as he quickly got out of his spacesuit and stepped onto the other platform of the matter-transmitter dressed only in his polka-dotted underwear. "Active the transmitter!" he directed the order at the mute, alien blonde and the green-skinned woman pressed a button on the console.

There was a flash of light as Violator and the Inseminoid pod both disappeared then a second later, Violator's body was reformed, standing alone on the platform where he had started. The short, balding villain looked unchanged.

"That was actually rather refreshing," Violator observed clinically then his gaze fell on the naked superheroine. The front of his underwear began to bulge outward with blatant arousal. "Bend the bitch over," he ordered the women holding Ms. American. "And let's see how well this worked."

The redhead and brunette holding Ms. Americana forced her to turn around and bend her over so her ass was pointing directly at Violator as he came closer.

"It looks like your little experiment failed, Violator," snapped Ms. Americana, staring around her curving hips back at the mastermind. "You still look like the same geek you've always been!"

"Oh no, my dear," Violator shook his head. "The process worked perfectly. Here let me show you." He reached into his underwear and out his rapidly hardening cock which had been transformed into a huge, massive organ more than two feet long and thicker than a pipe.

"Sweet Goddess!" gasped Ms. Americana as she saw the massive penis which Violator held pointed straight at her defenseless rear.

The alien blonde then moved up next to the criminal mastermind, a delighted smile on her lovely face. She leaned down and kissed Violator passionately, her slender hand reaching down to take hold of his throbbing organ, rubbing it enthusiastically. From the back of Violator's shoulders, a pair of greenish tentacles sprouted, slavering mouths at their tips. The stretched over and latched themselves onto the blonde's huge tits, voraciously starting to suck and pull at her nipples.

"Later, my dear," Violator said, pushing the eager blonde away with obvious reluctance. The tentacles emerging from his shoulder pulled themselves away from the blonde, milk-dripping tits. "First things first, I have to knock up Ameri-Boobs over there so she can give birth to some Inseminoid spawn that will be able to impregnate you and you sisters.

The blonde seemed to understand and smiled as she walked over to where Ms. Americana was held helplessly bent over. She ran her green-skinned hands over the heroine's sexy, smooth ass, lightly caressing her dark-haired pussy and she dug her fingers into Ms. Americana's buttocks and spread them wide to give Violator unobstructed access to her vagina, flashing Violator a wordless smile of encouragement.

The criminal mastermind grinned back as he stepped forward and grabbed Ms. Americana's firm, rounded hips.

"You won't get away with this Violator!" Ms. Americana shouted, very close to panic. She could see no way of escape or possibility of avoid the horrendous doom waiting for her in the sticky, whitish cum dripping from the tip of Violator's, thick throbbing organ.

"Don't you -ever- get tired of saying that?" the villain laughed as he drew his hips back and then brutally rammed his cock all the way into Ms. Americana's cunt with a loud, powerful, squelching smack.

"AAAHHH!" the buxom heroine cried out, her blue-eyes going wide with horror even as her naked body responded to the incredible sensation of Violator's massive cock plunging deep into her channel, stimulating her like nothing else could.

The villain began to vigorously bang his hips against Ms. Americana's rear, the slapping sound of their bodies impacting audible over the heroines helpless attempts to silence her groans of pleasure. The alien women holding her bend over watched with smiles on their faces while they reached down to fondle and rub the heroine's breasts, making her sexual torment even worse as Violator's tentacle stretched down to clamp over her nipples and started to powerfully draw her milk from her aching globes.

Then the green-skinned blonde got down underneath Ms. American and while still holding her buttocks spread for Violator, the alien women stretched her mouth up to kiss and lick the heroine's already sopping pussy, her tongue playing over both Ms. American's stiff, roused clitoris and Violator's thrusting organ.

"NO! NO STOP!!" Ms. Americana wailed as she was climaxed against her will, sending a flood over the licking blonde face and providing lubrication for the end of Violator's massive cock

to reach all the way to her womb. The villain's victorious laughter echoed in Ms. Americana's ears and she felt his feverish pounding increase in speed as his cock swelled up, and she knew that meant her nemesis was about to climax into her and fill her with his potent, mutant seed. "NO!! DON'T! DON'T IMPREGNATE MEEEE!!!" the defeated heroine sobbed even as she had another even more powerful orgasm, her body more than ready for Violator's climax.

"Prepare to meet you doom, my dear!!" Violator laughed in triumph, pounding wildly at Ms. Americana's hips in an ecstatic fever, his newly formed tentacles feasting his victim's breasts and gulping down her sweet, lucsious milk while he raped her violently from behind. "There is no escape for you now!!"

The villain's laughter mixed with the superheroine's agonized, pleasure-filled whimpers as he rammed cock deep into her belly, spreading open her cunt with his girth when his cock finally swelled up enormously then shot out a tremendous load of hybrid-cum into Ms. Americana's waiting womb, impregnating the helpless heroine with the first of the many mutant Inseminoid larva that were to come.