The Puzzler Strikes Again

 

by Orb

 

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"I got here as soon as possible!"  Crime-fighter Girl exclaimed.

 

 The brilliant young brunette heroine with a genius IQ strode into the police commissioner's office.  Her trademark costume consisted of a purple midriff-baring top, skimpy purple panties with a mask and short cape. 

 

"It looks like The Puzzler's back in town."  The Commissioner said with gravity.  "We figured you would be able to solve his dastardly riddle and stop him before he strikes again."

 

Crime-fighter Girl, a.k.a. Ivana Justice,  was momentarily speechless upon seeing The Puzzler's latest brain twister.  It was a life-sized marble replica of Michelangelo's 'David'.   His nude figure was modestly covered with a single large fig leaf.  The statue's left hand held a curious sign that read:

 

I1ABJ

 

Ivana rubbed her chin.  "The Puzzler is getting weirder every time around."

 

The commissioner nodded in agreement. "It's some kind of code."

 

Crime-fighter Girl was optimistic

 

"The Puzzler thinks he's too clever by half, but I've solved all his riddles before.  If you don't mind Commissioner.  I'll take this statue back to the Crime-fighter Cave.  My Crime Computer will help me break his code.  Then I'll put The Puzzler behind bars."

 

"By all means...  I would appreciate it if you got this thing out of my office."  The Commissioner replied.

 

Ivana smiled.

 

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An hour later at the Crime-fighter Cave...

 

Crime-fighter Girl stood in front of the odd statue as the Crime Computer blinked and beeped.

 

I1ABJ

 

"What did it mean?" She pondered.

 

"The fig leaf probably means that The Puzzler is in league with Venus Flytrap."  She thought out loud.  "That's no problem.  I've dealt with her weeds before."

 

It wasn't an exact replica of David.  Besides the sign, the statue's mouth was almost curled into a smile.  Its stone eyes seemed to follow her as she paced back and forth.  Ivana had no clue that the statue's eyes were cameras.  The Puzzler was watching her every move from his criminal lair.  And, over his shoulder, stood the red-haired vixen, Venus Flytrap.  The stunning villainess never wore clothes.  A living, leafy-green, two-piece bikini covered her girly parts. 

 

"How dare she insult by precious plants!" Venus sneered.   "C'mon Miss Goody two-shoes.  Lift up the fig leaf.  You know you want a peek."

 

The Puzzler laughed.  "You know what they say... Curiosity killed the cat."

 

"More like curiosity fucked the Crime-fighter Girl."  Venus smirked.

 

Venus Flytrap was right.  The twenty-year-old girl was too embarrassed to lift up the fig leaf in front of the commissioner.   But, in the privacy of the Crime-fighter Cave,  the urge to sneak a peek was irresistible. 

 

Ivana cautiously approached the statue and grabbed hold of the leaf.   It was oily. She pulled her hand back and rubbed her thumb and forefinger together.  Venus Flytrap had laced the fig leaf with erotic oils.  The powerful sex chemicals on her fingertips would soon be absorbed into the innocent heroine's blood stream.  Ivana felt her temperature rise.   Her heart was racing.

 

From their secret lair, The Puzzler and Venus Flytrap her ecstatic. 

 

"She touched it!  The fool!"  Venus cried.  "That oil will make her libido sky-rocket.  I'll bet her pussy's sopping wet already.   She wanted to see his dick.  Let’s show it to her!  Activate the boner!!!"

 

The Puzzler's hand shot to the big lever on his control panel.

 

"Diner is served bitch!  ha ha ha....."  He laughed.

 

Ivana stood alone in the Crime-fighter cave.  The erotic poison was in full effect.   The girl's knees trembled.  Ivana had dipped her right hand into her purple panties to quell her throbbing, rock-hard clitoris.  It's pearly head was poking out from underneath its hood.   She looked up and gasped.  The fig leaf was rising by itself.  The statue’s penis was swelling and stiffening.  Soon, a thick, ten-inch boner came into view.  She fell to her knees in awe.  The sight triggered sexually repressed memories of her senior year in high school.

 

Ivana had never performed fellatio in her life.  She had skipped her prom due to a science fair.  The next Monday, her two best friends were giggling about sucking their date's cocks, although neither admitted to swallowing.  That night, Ivana locked her bedroom door and masturbated while sucking on a peeled banana. 

 

Returning to the present and delirious from the sex drug, she stared at the stone phallus.  It was so perfect.  No one was watching.  She wanted it in her mouth.   The horny heroine closed her eyes and leaned forward.  Her soft lips spread around the huge mushroom head. 

 

Mmmmmm!

 

The hard but smooth marble cock entered her mouth.  Ivana sucked it furiously while rubbing herself.  She looked up and saw the sign once more.

 

I1ABJ.

 

It clicked.

 

I want a bj.

 

"Oh no!  I've been tricked.  This is some sort of sex trap.  I've got to be strong!"  She thought.

 

Before she could summon the strength to stop, the statue's hands clamped onto either side of her head, holding it firm.   The beautiful heroine was pinned in the most humiliating of positions, on her knees with her mouth plugged by a monstrous boner.  Ivana soon heard a familiar voice from the statue's mouth speaker.   It was The Puzzler.

 

"Hello Crimefighter Girl.   Don't bother to reply.  I can see you have your mouth full.  ha ha.  Did you think a little girl like you was going to outsmart a criminal mastermind like myself?  You don't look so smart with that dick in your mouth.  My statue's cameras are filming every second of this moment.  Soon, the police commissioner, all your friends, along with the entire world will see you get your cute little face fucked.  

 

Ivana tried to pull her head free, but the stone hands were immovable.  She watched helplessly as the statue's hips gyrated, plunging the massive cock back and forth in her mouth faster and faster and faster.  It was like a machine.  The cock grew in diameter, stretching her small mouth wider and wider.   Ivana looked absurd.  She heard the Puzzler's gloating voice.

 

"Don't worry Cocksucker Girl.   You'll soon be getting your just desserts.  What?  No smart replies?"

 

Mmmmf!!!! Mmmmmm!!!!

 

Venus Flytrap was becoming impatient.  

 

"Enough playing.   Give her a mouth full!   The tracker‘s located her!"

 

"Very well."  Said the Puzzler.  He spoke in the microphone.

 

"Can you feel that giant ballsack bouncing off your chin?  It time for you to taste defeat!"

 

Ivana struggled to free herself as the cock slowed to a stop with its head resting on her tongue.  She could feel it convulsing.  Her mind raced.

 

"No!  Not that!"  She thought.

 

GLORB!!!!!!   GLUB!!!! GLUB!!!!

 

A pint of warm, sticky white goo was pumped into her mouth.  It exploded from around her lips and ran off her chin.   Ivana stared forward in a silent daze.  The hands released.  She tried to pull her head away but the cum glue had hardened and sealed her fate.   Ivana's mouth was glued onto the shaft of the cock.  She put hands on the statue and pushed will all her might.  It was no use.   Her lips and tongue were stuck to the stone penis.

 

Mmmmm!  Mmmmmmmmmm!!!

 

The statue's cold hands grabbed her wrists and held her hands straight above her head.    Ivana was stuck in the most awkward of positions.  Her mind raced.

 

"I've got a dick stuck in my mouth!  I've got to break free!"

 

 Minute after minute passed by.  Soon, she could hear the sound of a large truck backing up to the entrance of her cave.

 

Ivana's heart sank at the sight of Venus Flytrap striding into her secret headquarters followed by a dozen burly henchmen. 

 

“So this is the famous Crime-fighter Cave?  Poor Crime-fighter Girl.  You loved solving riddles so much.   You knew the riddle might lead to a trap.  This time, the riddle was the trap.  You were the prize all along.”  Venus gloated.

 

Venus barked orders.  “Leave her to me.  I want all her stuff on the truck in an hour!”

 

Ivana gave a muffled protest.   She watched as the plug was yanked on her Crime computer.  It was wheeled up into truck along with her Crime-fighter cycle, her chem lab, file cabinets, and all her expensive gadgets.  An hour later, Crime-fighter Girl was on her knees in an empty cave.  Venus offered mock sympathy.

 

“Poor Crime-fighter Girl.   We took all your stuff.   You’re out of business.  I guess you won’t be needing your mask....”

 

mmmmmfffff!

 

“..... Well, if it isn’t wealthy socialite Ivana Justice!”  Venus smirked.

 

“Oh no!   They’ve taken everything from me, including my secret identity!”  Ivana bemoaned.

 

"Don’t worry Crime-fighter Girl.  I have a parting gift for you.  Do you remember when you escaped my inseminoids last year?  Your cute little friend, Blue Angel, wasn't so lucky.  They pulled her blue panties to her knees.  Do you remember how she cried like a baby after she got her snatch filled with seed?   You escaped and got her to the hospital.  I'm sure you held her hand as she birthed all those huge slimy pods.  I'll bet you never thought something so large could come out her vagina.    Now, she can hold your hand and watch your cunt get wrecked.  This is what happen to silly girls who think they can beat me."

 

Venus clapped her hands.   Her goons came in carrying huge flower pots sporting inseminoid plants.  

 

"I grew these especially for you.  Take a good look at the size of those seed sacks.  Each inseminoid has a scrotum with two testicles the size a watermelon.  If a single drop of their cum touches your pink, you're doomed.   The only thing protecting your pussy is your purple bottoms.  I've taken everything else from you.  Now, I'm going take your panties."

 

Venus bent down with a pair of scissors and cut the sides of Ivana's bottoms.  She tossed her shredded panties aside.  The triumphant villainess looked down at Ivana's bush.  The erotic drugs had her wet pussy lips engorged and spread apart. 

 

"You've got quite a crotch garden.  Don't worry.  My plants can smell a wet hairy cooter from a mile away."

 

Ivana looked up.  Her eyes were pleading.  The blind pregger plants had discovered her exposed honey pot.  Ivana pressed her thighs together, but the pernicious plant's tentacles wrapped around her slender thighs and spread her wings.  An inseminator vine carefully positioned itself between her quivering thighs. 

 

Ummmmph!

 

It stabbed into her pink.  The deflowered heroine's back stiffened as the plant's cock wasted no time in pushing its way up to the entrance of her womb. 

 

Glorb!!!!

 

The plant's seed sack contracted and sent a load of seed on its way to her vagina.   Just like Blue Angel, Crime-fighter Girl watched the bulge travel down the vine to her pussy.  With her mouth glued and her hands held high, Ivana could only wiggle and watch her insemination.  The inseminator vine piston pounded her pussy as it fired seed up into her uterus.

 

SPLORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Ivana moaned with her mouth stuffed as she experienced the most intense sexual experience of her young life.  The vine continued to slosh back and forth in her.  Her pussy was pumped full of cum.  The excess ran down the insides of her soft white thighs.

 

SPOP! 

 

The vine retracted.  Venus clapped her hands and  the goons picked up the flower pots and left.

 

"Farewell Ivana.  Say hello to Blue Angel for me.  Oops, I forgot you can't speak. ha ha ha"  Venus laughed as she departed.

 

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 The Puzzler and Venus Flytrap wasted no time posting Crime-fighter Girl's sex video to the internet for all to see.   As predicted, Ivana was on her back in the maternity ward with Blue Angel holding her hand.  Her stomach was enormous.  The police had managed to sever the stone phallus from the statue.   The shaft was still buried in her mouth.  Blue Angel spoke up. 

 

"The doctor said the glue is only temporary.   It'll wear off in a few hours and the penis can come out of your mouth."

 

This was a small consolation.  The contractions had started.  A pod was coming down her birth canal. 

 

"C'mon push!"  Blue Angel coached.   "Spread your legs as wide as you can.  The first one is always the hardest.  The next thirty aren't as bad."

 

Uuuuugh!  Nnngh! SPLOB!

 

Blue Angel held up a coconut-sized pod. 

 

"See I knew you could do it!  Keep going."  She smiled.

 

Ivana groaned.   She could feel another pod descending.

 

"My poor pussy.  I'm fucked!"  She thought.

 

THE END.