Nancy Sleuth and the Secret Lair (1st revision)
by Orb8888@yahoo.com
 
Deep inside the underground lair of The Syndicate, one of the nation's most powerful criminal organizations, a meeting was being held. A dim light illuminated a table, which seated a dozen men in black suits. Their faces were obscured in shadows. A voice was heard. "She's just a girl, Mr. Big. What's the big deal?". The large figure seated at the head of the table leaned forward. His voice was deep and cold. "That is no ordinary college girl. That's Nancy Sleuth and she's just like her father.... persistent. We've spent millions of dollars building this facility. It holds tons of illegal contraband. I don't see it as coincidence that our monitors viewed her nosing around the entrance to the mineshaft. I know her type. She sees things that most people don't. She'll ruin our operation unless she's dealt with." One of the shadowy voices asks, "So what do you want us to do? Say the word and I'll deal with her." Mr. Big's voice rose. "I don't want you to do anything. Her dad is the police chief. I want our hands clean on this. I hired an outside specialist." The men at the table were startled as a sultry woman's voice was heard. "Hello boys."

Heads looked around the room. "Let me introduce you to Professor Evelyn Darko. She's going to take care of this situation." Cigar smoke vaguely outlined the contours of a woman's shape as the raven-haired beauty stepped forward into the light. "Don't worry fellas. I'll fix your little problem." Mr. Big spoke up. "Ms. Darko is an expert in erotic weaponry. She is here to present us with a number of options. Please continue Ms. Darko." The buxom woman smirked. "I've dealt with silly girls before. On my previous job, I was hired to deal with a well-known female sidekick that had unwittingly given away her secret identity. She received a beautiful pot of flowers from a "secret admirer". When she unwrapped the covering, she was exposed to an extremely addictive erotic pollen which sealed her fate. I can arrange for sweet Nancy to receive the same gift tomorrow." She lifted a flowerpot wrapped in clear plastic and set it on the table in front of Mr. Big. "Concealed, in the midst of the flowers, is a phallus-shaped vine. Typically, after several minutes of airborne exposure, the girl will kneel in front of the plant and start to lick the vine while rubbing herself. The pollen will cause the victim's clitoris to swell to twice its normal size. When she begins to suck on the head of the vine, the lips of her vagina will also swell as they spread apart. The results are always the same. The girl will step out of her panties, squat over the vine, and lower herself. As soon as the head of the vine senses it's inside of her vagina, Miss Goodie-Two-Shoes gets her pussy filled with cum. It gets even better." She said with a smile. "An adolescent female has over a quarter million eggs.   A single drop of the plant's ejaculate will fertilize every single one of those eggs. She'll feel a tickling sensation as the seedlings swim up her fallopian tubes and penetrate her ovaries.  It'll have her squeezing its pods out her little cunt for a long, LONG time." Ms. Darko looked pleased with herself.

Mr. Big stared without emotion at the pot of flowers in front of him. "What else do you have?" A surprised Professor Darko looked insulted. "What? Well, I... I also have my Vibrato Gun. She held up a silver ray gun." "What's that do?", Mr. Big queried. "It's mainly designed for large breasted superheroines, but it works on all females. I used it on Mighty Lass. She vibrated right out of her costume, exposing her identity. The frequency of the vibrations increase to the resonant frequency of a woman's breasts. The results are most humiliating. Poor Nancy. You'll be amazed at what this ray will do to a pair of firm college-girl titties." She handed the device to Mr. Big. He looked at it with disinterest and set it next to the flowerpot. Finally, he spoke, "I'm sorry. These methods are too exotic. They'll bring the attention of every superheroine in the country. The reason you are here is to keep this facility from being discovered. I need something less conspicuous."

Ms. Darko looked relieved. "Why didn't you say so?" She dug into her bag and set a small canister on the table. "This is what you need. I call it "Pussy Powder". All you have to do is sneak into her dorm room and sprinkle a little of this white dust in the crotch of her panties. When she puts them on the next morning, your problem is solved." Mr. Big raised an eyebrow. "What's it do?" Ms. Darko replied, "Girl - detective types have no life. They don't date. All they think about is solving mysteries. What Nancy needs is a new hobby. As soon as it comes in contact with her clit, she'll feel a sudden increase in her libido. If I know Nancy, she's probably quite repressed. She'll try to relieve some of the tension she's feeling by masturbating. Soon, she'll be rubbing her pussy day and night, but that won't be enough to satisfy her. The drug will increase her fertility and maternal yearnings. Unfortunately for her, there is only one antidote. Only pregnancy will end the effects of the drug. She'll seek out some local loser and get knocked up. Daddy will be so proud." She laughed.

Mr. Big looked pleased. "Excellent. That will do fine. Name your price." Ms. Darko looked smug. "One million dollars." Mr. Big's wide eyes glared back. "You're charging one million dollars for 'Pussy Powder'?!". Ms. Darko stood her ground. "You have no idea what the cost of research is these days. One millions dollars is my final offer. Remember that I know the location of this warehouse. My silence also has a price." Mr. Big laughed. "You drive a hard bargain Evelyn, but I think you'll give me everything here for free." "And why is that?", the voluptuous villainess snorted. Mr. Big replied. "Because you were dumb enough to hand me this gun of yours." He picked up the Vibrato gun. Evelyn's eyes widened. "Put that down! That's not a toy." Mr. Big laughed. "Hey guys. Let's see what this does to this chick's tits.". He pointed the gun and pulled the trigger. "N-n-n-n-n-o-o-o-o-o!". After five minutes, the ray gun shut off by itself. Evelyn's hair was frazzled. Her smirk was replaced with a dazed expression. She fell to her knees. The bizarre weapon had rendered her completely nude. Her once firm, large breasts now sagged down past her waist with her nipples pointed straight down.

"Thanks Professor Darko! This is quite an invention. I'm sure it will come in handy one day. Thanks for the Pussy Powder as well. I'll make sure Nancy get a full dose. Get her out of here!", commanded Mr. Big.

In the evening of the same day...

A cute, auburn-haired, 19-year-old peered into the microwave that was heating a glass of milk. Nancy was standing in the middle of her dorm room dressed in an over-sized sweatshirt and short socks. Her criminal justice textbooks sat on her desk behind her. Above her desk was the totality of her research over the past month. Maps, photos, shipping logs, and notes she had made from her Dad's police reports were pinned to a large corkboard on the wall. She knew the town's secret. One photo showed a very, large man walking down Main Street. Nancy saw through his disguise. She had found the air vents in the forest. There were a total of five of them. She would not tell her Dad until tomorrow. This was clearly a job for Miss Liberty. She sipped her milked as she clicked the send button on her computer. All of her research was sent to the Hall of Liberty's computer in an instant. She changed into her pajamas and slept soundly. Little did she know that her room had been entered while she was away at class. A pair of poisoned panties rested in the top drawer of her dresser.

In an air-conditioned room at the Hall of Liberty, sat an ever-vigilant computer. It received an email message at 9:54pm. By 9:56pm it had verified 83% of the information in the email. An alert message was sent to Miss Liberty's communicator. "Possible location of criminal base at...."

Mr. Big was reading in his study at 10:42pm. A red light on the wall panel caught his attention. He pressed the silent alert button. "Wall screen on." The TV screen showed a tall, voluptuous woman in a blue and white costume walking down the back entrance tunnel. "Miss Liberty. Damn!" He knew his base was no longer a secret. It would have to be abandoned. But first, he would have to deal with the serious threat at hand.

Miss Liberty cautiously walked down the tunnel. "So far it appears I've avoided detection.", she thought to herself. Clang! She looked down as a trapdoor below her feet gave way. Her bottom landed on a metal slide. "Ugh! " A panel in the ceiling of Mr. Big's study opened and Miss Liberty fell to the carpet below. Her arms were pinned to her sides with a metal restraint ring. "My arch-nemesis, Mr. Big! I should have known!" With a simple shrug of her shoulders, the steel ring snapped in two. "Nice try, but your toys are no match for me!" The gorgeous amazon stood up and brushed back her long dark hair "You've saved me the trouble of finding you. I'm putting you out of business for good!" A panel opened behind the immense villain's desk. "Don't worry Miss Liberty. It's just a digital movie recorder. I want to capture this moment forever." He raised the silver Vibrato gun and pointed it at the beautiful brunette. "I have one more "toy" I'd like to show you." He set the gun to full power and pulled the trigger.

The Princess of Power braced herself but there was no bullet to deflect or dodge. The silver gun emitted only a high pitched whine. Miss Liberty was frozen standing up as her body began to shake. "W-w-h-h-a-a-t-t's h-h-a-a-p-p-p-p-e-e-n-n-ing!" . The helpless heroine, her arms at her sides, began to shake faster and faster. Miss Liberty was shocked beyond belief when she looked down. Her power belt had begun to spark and sizzle. "Oh no!", she thought. With a loud bang it blew apart. "My priceless power belt! It's been destroyed!!" The frequency of the noise got higher as a ripping sound was heard. Her tight spandex outfit split down the middle and flew off of her. She was now standing in the middle of the room in only a white bra and panties. Mr. Big laughed out loud as he held the trigger down. "My weapon just toasted your one-and-only power belt. Your crime-fighting days are over bitch, and the show is just beginning." He watched as her panties loosened and rattled down her legs to her ankles revealing a dark strip of pubic hair. She pleaded. "T-t-t-u-u-u-r-r-r-n-n-n i-i-i-i-t-t-t-t-t o-o-o-o-o-f-f-f-f!!!!" "Don't be camera shy. My gun is about to "liberate" your tits, Miss Liberty.", he replied. Miss Liberty looked down as her bra burst open, releasing her massive melons. She now stood completely naked. Mr. Big watched gleefully. "Just a few minutes more. When you see what this ray does to those giant hooters of yours, you'll wish you never met me!", he gloated. The ray had reached the resonate frequency. Miss Liberty was still in shock. "This is some kind of sonic disruptor! The vibrations are breaking down my breast tissue. I've got to get free!", she thought. She watched her boobs flap up and down, faster and faster until they were like a pair of hummingbird wings. FLUBBETY FLUBBETY! Her mind raced, "Noooooo!!! They're stretching!! I can't lose like this!!!" FLUBBETY FLUBBETY FLUBBETY!!! It was over in no time. The ray gun turned off by itself and the once mighty amazon fell to her knees. She had suffered the same humiliating fate as Mighty Lass and Evelyn Darko. Her beautiful breasts were only a memory. They sagged down till her nipples grazed the floor. "My powers are gone and look what you've done to me. I'm ruined!!", she cried. "My dear. The whole world will soon see what I've done to you. Give a smile for the camera bitch.", Mr. Big replied "It's connected to hundreds of internet porn sites. Everyone is about to see your pathetic tits." Mr. Big pressed the upload button on his computer. "I've just put you out of business for good."  He laughed heartily.  "It just so happens that I've got a retirement gift for you."  Ms. Liberty looked up with a worried expression as a large pot of flowers was set in front of her.

Nancy woke up refreshed the next morning. She turned on the shower water and began to undress. After a long, hot shower, she picked up her dirty underwear off the bathroom rug and deposited it in the hamper. As she slid open the top drawer of her dresser and reached for a pair of fresh underwear, her observant mind immediately noticed the improper folding technique. "Someone has been in my dresser!", she thought. She examined the undergarment and noticed the white powder sprinkled in the crotch. "I'm taking this down to the police lab to have this powder examined." She put the pair of tainted panties in a zip lock bag and quickly got dressed. Did Miss Liberty act on her message? She couldn't wait to read the morning newspaper. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" "I have a flower delivery for Miss Nancy Sleuth." came the reply. She opened the door. A deliveryman was holding a pot full of red flowers wrapped in plastic. "Thank you very much!", she smiled. "These must be a thank you from Miss Liberty for the tip.", she thought.

 She sat the large pot on her desk.  There was a card under the plastic. As she peeled back the wrapping, her heart rate quickened. "It's warm in here all of a sudden." She opened the card attached to the flowers. It read: "Dear Slut: I hope you like the taste of Miss Liberty's cunt while you're sucking this plant's cock. She's waiting for you to join her at the maternity ward."  "What?", she exclaimed.  Nancy set the card down with a look of disgust and confusion.  As she examined the flowers a phallic vine emerged from the middle of the pot.  "What a bizarre plant?!"  Just then, the head of the vine swelled and shot a load of its seed upwards.  The cum splattered acoss the teenager's face.  Nancy fell back into her desk chair.  The strange goo was on her lips and in her mouth.  The clever girl now realised the trap she was in.  She had heard urban legends of plants that could inseminate women.  Nancy sat hunched in her desk chair.  She pinched the crotch of her blue jeans with her right hand trying to quell her throbbing clitoris.  Her nipples were hard and her legs felt numb.  The plant's cum dripped off her chin.  "This is unreal.  I can't fall victim to a silly houseplant."  She could heard the morning rush of students outside her dormroom door, yet she didn't cry for help.  The 12" dark green vine was shaped like a cock.  There were two large sacks at the base of the shaft.  Nancy couldn't take her eyes off the beauty of it.  The air was thick with the plant's erotic pollen as sexual fantasies poured into the innocent girl's mind.  One particular memory lingered in her mind....

Two weeks back, while searching the forest for clues, Nancy spotted a couple in a small clearing.  She knew the girl as a former cheerleader named Tracy from her high school.  Nancy didn't recognize her muscular beau.  Tracy stood in front her man.  Her eyes never left his as she disrobed.  Soon, she stood wearing only a pair of short socks and sneakers.  Nancy crouched behind a bush, ashamed that she couldn't avert her eyes.  The man undid his jeans as Tracy knelt down.  She stared hungrily as his erect cock.   Nancy couldn't believe her eyes.  She had always been repulsed at the idea of performing oral sex, yet this girl seemed to crave it.  Tracy's cute little mouth was now wrapped around his hard cock.  Her face looked so distorted.  "Girls look absolutely ridiculous while their giving head.", Nancy thought.  Later that night as she touched herself under the bedsheets, Nancy wondered if she'd ever submit to a man's advances and fall to her knees like Tracy. 

Nancy came out of her daydream.  Staring at the phallus in front of her she knew the answer to that question.  She leaned forward and licked the cum that was running down the side of the cock-shaped vine.  Minutes later,  Nancy's eyes were shut in extasy as she sucked the head of the vine relentlessly.  As her head bobbed up and down, she rubbed her pussy.  Any moment, she knew she'd receive a mouthful of the plant's slimy cum.  "This is so degrading!", she thought.  She remembered the words on the card.  "Mr. Big must be laughing at the thought of me performing oral sex.  "It's just like he predicted.", she thought.  "Miss Liberty, the symbol of all that is decent and pure, has been defiled by this perverted weed. He's getting away while I'm sucking on the plant that inseminated her."   The image of the thick vine stuffed in Miss Liberty's wet pussy made her suck harder.  Finally, Nancy received her due.  GLUB! The plant climaxed and filled her mouth with cum.  It spilled out over her chin.  She turned and saw her cum covered face in the wall mirror.  "I've got to get out of here. This plant is turning me into a total slut."

Nancy quickly stood up.  All she had to do to escape was to walk out of the room, yet her legs wouldn't move.  Her loins were aching.  The horny red-head undid her belt and dropped her jeans and soaked panties to the floor.  She stared a her pussy with amazement.  Her clitoris had swollen to the size of a thimble.   The lips of her labia were spread apart.  Quivering with anticipation, she set the plant on the floor, pulled off her top, and knelt over the pot.  The thick head of the cock was pressed up against her pink hole.  Nancy let out a gasp as it slipped inside of her.  The plant's pherimones had sensitized her young body for the ultimate sexual experience. She moaned loudly as the cock stiffened and pushed its way up her vagina.  Her mind was still trying to put up a fight as the head butted up against her cervix.  "How will I explain this to Dad?  I was going to finish college and be the greatest detective ever!"  The head swelled at shot a stream of cum into the virgin's womb.  SPLORT!!!!  Nancy flung her head back and arched her back as the plant filled its latest conquest with it seed.  It was over.  With her pussy completely filled with cum, the exhausted teen passed out on the floor

Conclusion:

As a caravan of unmarked trucks disappeared into the horizon, the young coed and her idol lay in adjacent hospital beds.  A pod, larger than a softball, was emerging from Ms. Liberty's over-stretched vagina.   Nancy writhed in her bed. A similar sized pod forced its way down the teen's birth canal. The doctor's words stuck in their minds.  They had been completely fertilized.  Only menopause would end their humiliation.  Mr. Big had sentenced them both to 20 years of hard labor.  "Ugh! He got us both really good didn't he?. Ugh!!!", Nancy grunted. Miss Liberty gritted her teeth and spread her thighs as she squeezed out her first pod. Nggggh! Stretch!! SPLOP!!! "Yes Nancy. He certainly did.", she moaned.

The End.