The Teen Furies (Part I)

by Orb

Orb8888@yahoo.com

"Mirror! Mirror! Speak the truth! Who's the prettiest girl there is?" Portia watched anxiously as a cloudy face slowly formed in the mirror on her bedroom wall. It spoke with a deep resonating voice.

"Certainly not you."

"WRONG ANSWER!", she screamed. Her fat fingers curled around an ornate hairbrush lying on her bed. Hurling it at the mirror, she shattered it.

Circe was busy formulating a potion in a large boiling kettle when she heard Portia's cries echoing down the long corridors of Castle Dread. "Mother! Mother! Where are you?!"

"I'm in the kitchen!", she called out. Portia's pouty face peeked out from around the corner. "What's the matter my chubby little cherub? Did you break another mirror?"

"Stupid mirror!", Portia hissed. "Mother. Am I the prettiest girl there is?"

Circe took a pause from stirring. "Why of course you are my dear."

"Well then, why does this month's issue of Girls'R'Us magazine say that Hillary Fluff is the prettiest, nicest girl in the whole world?!", Portia shot back.

"I thought I told you not to read those magazines. You should be studying your dark magic homework."

"I'm so sick of seeing her on TV. I hate her as much as I do the Teen Furies! Now she's going to host the Miss All American Girl Pageant. A whole show filled with good girls. It makes me want to puke!"

"It's so wonderful to hear you talk this way, my portly princess.", Circe smiled. "You've given me a fabulous idea. Don't worry. I haven't forgotten how my plans for world conquest were thwarted by the Teen Furies. As we speak, I'm finishing a potion. With it, I'll conjure a creature that will totally defile America's premiere, crime-fighting, girl-group. All I need is bait!" She turned towards Portia. "Hillary and her girlfriends will do nicely. How much time do we have till the pageant?"

Portia gave a sinister grin. "A month mother.", she replied.

"Wonderful!", Circe exclaimed. "Hurry dear. I need you to find an item, any item, that belongs to each of the girls in the pageant. I'll also need their photos." Before she could finish her sentence, Portia was racing for her broom. "I'm on it Mother!"

A week later....

Portia spread out an assortment of photos, pens, clothing, jewelry, and other odd items on the large oak table in the kitchen. "It's all here Mother! When can we begin?" said Portia anxiously.

"Right now my dear.", replied Circe as she set a bundle of fresh cut roses on the table. "Let's start alphabetically. Hand me Miss Alabama."

Portia eagerly slid a photo with a bracelet on top across the table. "What are you going to do?"

"America's beauty queens will suffer a fate almost as humiliating as that of the Teen Furies. I know an ancient fertility spell that will rob any girl of her innocence.", Circe replied. She looked down at the smiling photo of the wholesome blond southern girl as she plucked a petal from one of the roses while muttering under her breath. Upon finishing, she torn the rose petal in two and let the pieces fall onto the picture. Suddenly, there was a blue flash. Portia was surprised to see the picture had transformed. The blond teen's smile had been replaced with a pained expression. Miss Alabama appeared to be experiencing the exquisite agony of deflowerment. Circle gloated, "Before the next new moon, every girl in the pageant is guaranteed to lose her virginity. Hand me Miss Alaska." An hour later, the task was finished. The table was covered with photos of young beauty contestants making coital facial expressions. Portia smirked as she looked at the photo of Miss Wyoming biting her lower lip with her eyes closed.

Circle looked up from the table. "Pageant rules state clearly that unwed motherhood is cause for automatic disqualification. On the night of the pageant we'll expose these 'so-called' all-American girls as a bunch of pregnant bimbos and the tiara will be yours dear Portia."

Portia was dizzy with excitement. "And the Teen Furies will be defeated and totally humiliated on national TV! Perfect!", she squealed.

A month later at Teen Fury Headquarters....

Angelyne flexed her long white wings as she sat in front of a panel of monitor videos. Silver Belle, Golden Wing's sidekick, had just signed out and left her in charge for the rest of the night. Even though it appeared to be an uneventful evening, Angelyne was honored to shoulder the responsibility. The Teen Furies were originally formed by the first Techno Girl, Emma Lane, as a super team comprised of female sidekicks. Since then, it had grown to include the best young heroines in the country.

She looked around. The monitor room was empty except for her. She switched monitor #3 over to the Miss All American Girl Pageant. The girls were about to start the swimsuit competition. Just then, she heard a voice over her shoulder. "Angelyne. If you're going to live in this dimension, please don't rot your brain watching that. The Education Channel has a four hour special on the Roman Empire. It's supposed to be very good." Angelyne turned to see a bespectacled girl with a pony-tail entering the room with a handful of books. Blushing, she replied, "I... I was just monitoring the culture Brainy Lass. Is anyone else here?" Brainy Lass unloaded her books on the table. "Just Sam. She's in the weight room." Angelyne perked up. "She just got back from a long mission. I've haven't met her yet. I should go introduce myself. Do you mind watching the monitors for me?" Brainy Lass replied without looking up from her book. "No. Go ahead. I've gotcha covered."

The weight room was empty except for a bronze-skinned beauty in a tight pair of spandex shorts and a tank top. Angelyne watched in amazement as she lifted a barbell with weights the size of monster truck tires off the ground. After several reps, she set it down with a loud thud.

The winged heroine entered the room. "That was incredible! Hi. I'm Angelyne."

Sam grinned and wiped the sweat off her forehead. "Nice to finally meet you. I'm Samsona." The two finished their introduction and continued their conversation as Samsona headed for the showers. Angelyne asked, "I thought your powers were magical. Why do you have to weightlift?"

"I just like the exercise.", Sam replied as she undressed. Samsona had long black flowing hair that extended to her buttocks. As she kicked off her panties, Angelyne noticed her thick bush. Samsona spoke up, "I am curious. Are you an angel from heaven?" Angelyne shook her head. "No, actually I'm a deva from a pleasure realm. There, I spent most of my time making love with other devas. After awhile, it gets kinda boring so I decided to come to this dimension and make a difference."

"That's very noble of you.", Sam replied. "I... I have never made love. I am a direct descendant of Samson. My powers come from heaven. My strength will leave me if I have intercourse." Angelyne noted the tone of longing in her voice. "That's too bad.", she replied softly. "I've been away from the pleasure realm for so long, I miss it alot. Mind if I join you in the shower?" Samsona was speechless as the angelic beauty began to undress in front of her. Angelyne had straight, silky, black hair that ended just above her shoulders and delicate Asian facial features. Except for her pink nipples and rose colored lips, her skin was so white it almost seemed aglow. She lowered the form fitting bottoms of her white costume revealing a smooth, hairless vulva and stood nude before her. Taking Samsona by the hand, she led her to a shower stall.

Inside, they kissed passionately as hot water streamed over their entwined bodies. Angelyne whispered, "Before I begin, may I shave you." Samsona was so overwhelmed with passion, her teeth were chattering as she spoke. "Please. Don't stop." She watched as Angelyne knelt and spread shaving cream over her furry triangle. Moments later, she was staring down at her bald pussy. Poised between Samsona's quivering thighs, Angelyne pressed her lips to the lips of her labia. Samsona spread her legs wider to give her better access. Angelyne gently licked her clitoris as Samsona's moans echoed throughout the women's locker room. Her tongue explored the inner folds of her labia and occasionally tasted her tangy, pink interior. Samsona had never experienced anything like this before. Standing in the shower with her legs spread, with Angelyne sucking her clitoris, Samsona climaxed for the first time in her young life. "oh.. oh.... Oh god!"

Minutes later, Angelyne was helping her out of the shower room. Samsona, sat on a bench by her locker. Her naked tan body was still dripping. "That was incredible. My whole body is tingling. I feel dizzy." Angelyne had a look of pride. "Well, not everyone has their first time with a deva." Samsona's head was still spinning. "I can't thank you enough. Can we do this again? I want to please you this time." Angelyne laughed. "Sure. I'm free Saturday night."

Just then, the alarm bell startled the nude girls. Brainy Lass's voice came over the intercom. "Angelyne. Come to the monitor room. We have a problem!" While Angelyne quickly dressed, Samsona tried to stand up without success. Her bottom fell back on the bench. "I feel so weak." She looked down at her hairless crotch. "Oh no! I also lose my powers if I cut my hair. I didn't think about my pubic hair. I won't have my strength back till it grows back in full!" Angelyne comforted her, "I'm so sorry. It's my fault. Don't worry. I'll take care of things." With that, she rushed off to the monitor room.

When Angelyne entered the monitor room, Brainy Lass started talking a mile a minute. "They disappeared! All of them!"

"Who disappeared?", Angelyne replied.

"Hillary Fluff and all fifty beauty queens. I'm ashamed to admit it, but when you left, I started watching the Miss All American Girl Pageant. They were in their evening gowns when there was a puff of smoke and they were all gone!"

Angelyne took command of the situation. "When I guess this isn't going to be a quiet night after all. Get your gear ready. The auditorium is across town. I'll contact Amazing Girl and Harmony and have them meet us there."

Meanwhile at Castle Dread......

"Portia! Portia! We're ready to begin!", Circe shouted at the bottom of the main staircase.

"I'll be there in a minute Mother! I'm finishing my transfiguration spell!", Portia replied. Minutes later, even her own mother did not recognize the tall, lithesome beauty descending the staircase. Portia's slender frame was draped in a sparkling strapless evening gown that was slit up the side to her waist.

"Portia! You look like a supermodel!", Circe exclaimed.

"I've been doing my homework just like you asked. It's time to begin the show.", said Portia with a sly grin.

At the auditorium....

Angelyne interviewed the onlookers while Brainy Lass took scientific reading from various points off the stage. Fifteen minutes later, they compared notes. Brainy Lass let out a sigh and brushed her hair from her forehead. "I've got nothing. I can't find any abnormalities with my sensors."

"Don't be discouraged Brainy." replied Angelyne. "The event coordinators were standing back stage and they couldn't offer any clues. Harmony will be here soon. Maybe she can help."

"Where's Amazing Girl? I thought you told her to meet us here." Just then Brainy Lass turned to see what was causing the commotion behind her. A tall, attractive blond-haired girl in a red cape and tight fitting blue and red costume was making her way towards them while the police on the scene held back onlookers trying to get autographs. "Here's she is, the Anna K. of superheroines. That little red skirt of hers seems shorter every time I see her.", Brainy thought to herself.

Amazing Girl floated up to center stage where the two girls were standing. "Hi guys. Sorry I'm late. I was at a movie premiere. I had to go change clothes."

"That's OK." said Angelyne. "We don't have much to go on. I'm not sure who would want to abduct fifty eighteen year olds, but I have my suspicions." Angelyne was about to continue when there was a white flash. Miss Harmony LeGrange was suddenly in their midst. Harmony was wearing her magical academy's uniform which consisted of knee high socks, a short plaid skirt, white blouse, and navy blue blazer

"Welcome Harmony!", said Angelyne. "We were just talking about you. I suspect the girls were taken by magical means. We could use your help."

The four young heroines were still standing on the auditorium stage when the image of Circe holding a microphone appeared on the giant monitor screen behind them. She was standing on what appeared to be a duplicate version of the pageant stage.

Circe spoke. "Welcome back to the Miss All American Girl Pageant coming to you live from Castle Dread. Tonight we'll crown this year's Miss All American Girl. But before we begin I'd like to introduce our latest contestant. Representing Castle Dread, please welcome Miss Portia." Orchestral music surged as the stunning beauty with shoulder length, straight black hair joined her mother on the stage.

Circe taunted, "We hope that the Teen Furies will be able to join us soon. In the meantime, we'll continue with the pageant till they arrive. Let's bring the other contestants onto the stage." Circe stepped to the side The fifty abducted beauty queens walked single file onto center stage. Their movements seemed forced as if they were being controlled like puppets. The girls were still in their evening gowns.

Circe frowned as she spoke into her microphone. "Some information has come to our attention. The Miss All American Girl Pageant has always strived to uphold the highest values. Each contestant is expected to be a good role model for the young women of America. It has been learned that some of our girls have engaged in pre-marital relations which is grounds for disqualification. To maintain the integrity of the pageant, the young ladies will have their purity verified through the use of "The Pornovision"!

The girls stood shoulder to shoulder facing the camera. They turned to eachother and exchanged looks of agitation yet seemed unable to move their arms or legs. A panel in the floor slid open and a tall, black box emerged from the floor.

"Miss Alabama. Please enter The Pornovision. It will broadcast any torrid behavior you might have engaged in.", declared Circe. Portia stood by her mother's side and watched with delight. The young southern beauty cautiously walked over to the box. It looked like an eight-foot tall, big-screen television set. A door on the side slid open revealing a pitch black interior. Slowly, the nervous teen stepped inside.

The Teen Furies stood on the auditorium stage watching helplessly along with the rest of the country. With a crackle, a fuzzy image was slowly coming into focus on the screen. The virgin detector was warming up like an old TV set.

The screen showed Miss Alabama making out with her boyfriend in the front seat of his pickup truck. It zoomed in as he undid the button on her jeans and slid his left hand into her pants. Soon, the girl's heavy breathing became audible.

The Pornovision fast forwarded to the next scene. Now, the exposed teen had only a t-shirt left on. Her jeans and panties lay in the foot well of the truck's passenger side. She was kneeling on the front seat with her boyfriend's dick stuffed in her mouth. "Mmmmm. mmmmm." Her head bobbed up and down continuously pausing only to give the head of his thick cock a few short licks. Suddenly, she stopped and righted herself. Rubbing her pussy, the young virgin seemed to be resisting her animalistic urges, yet she couldn't take her eyes off his member. It looked ready to explode. Her boyfriend reached over, pulled her top over her head and undid her bra. It only took a little coaxing for her to give up the remnants of her chastity. Completely nude, except for a pair of short socks, the libidinous girl straddled her man and lowered herself. She let out a soft gasp at the loss of her virginity. Soon, the screen showed a closeup of her pussy grinding up against his body. Sweat beads ran down between her bouncing breasts as she rode his cock. The image zoomed out till the young lovers were in full view. The Alabama beauty squeezed her breasts as she and her boyfriend climaxed simultaneously. "oh... oh OH!!!". Still panting, she stared down at her now cum-filled pussy.

The screen went black.

Circe spoke up with mock disdain. "Well, it appears Miss Alabama has been engaging in some extra curricular activities: heavy petting, oral sex, intercourse, and nine months from now she'll add unwed motherhood to the list!"

A panel opened on the opposite side of the machine and the red-faced girl exited in the nude. She tried to shielded her nakedness with her small hands.

Circle declared, "There's no point in covering yourself. We've already seen everything. You're a disgrace! It's time to send you back to your hometown." With a flick of her wand, the humiliated girl disappeared from the stage. Circe turned back towards the camera with a smile. "Will Miss Alaska please enter The Pornovision?"

At the auditorium...

Harmony was furious. "She's crossed the line this time. Embarrassing those girls in front of everyone on TV. It's horrible! We'll put a stop to this. Just give me some time to perform a locating spell."

"Hurry! I'll teleport us there as soon as you get a fix on the location.", replied Angelyne.

At Castle Dread...

The girls nervously waited their turn. Circe's sex spell was a sinister success. All of the girls had surrendered their virginity. They knew they were destined to have their most intimate moments put on display for all to see.

The Pornovision continued its task of humiliation. Miss Alaska had her drink spiked at a party. In a backroom, two boys laid her on a bed and began to undress her. The camera zoomed in as her panties were yanked off. The unconscious virgin soon had a hard cock pressed up against her furry mound. It forced its way inside of her. The other boy quickly plunged his dick into her open mouth. The scene ended with the drunk girl laying on the edge of the bed with her legs spread open and a layer of frosting on her lips.

Two girls later.... Miss California, a stunning Asian beauty, was making out with her quarterback boyfriend in her parent's bedroom. All her clothes were strewn across the floor except for her panties. She was sitting on the bed next to her boyfriend getting her pussy rubbed. Soon, she was ready for conquest. The crotch of her panties was soaked through when he pulled them off. On her back, with her legs wrapped around her beau, the camera zoomed in as his cock pistoned in and out of her frothing cunt. The result was the same every time as a another batch of eager seedlings raced towards a young girl's fertile womb. Touchdown!

As a naked, sobbing Miss Delaware exited The Pornovision, the x-rated show was finally brought to a halt.

The Teen Furies materialized in the middle of the stage to save the day!

End of Part I