The Hunt for Mutato: The
Final Chapter
by Orb
With a traitor in their midst, it was the Legion of
Superheroine’s darkest hour. One by one
they fell into the traps set by The Legion of Virtue. On their most dangerous assignment, the capture of Dr. Mutato and
his associates, they were unaware that Ms. Prim had infiltrated their
membership in the guise of “The Aurora“.
Each of their arch-nemeses had been given advance warning. As Dr. Mutato planned the release of his
ultimate weapon, the legionnaires were being ambushed in the field. Ultra Woman was rendered powerless and
transformed by Judith Prim’s dreaded blue gas, the Yellow Rose was milked and
sent on a one way journey to the maternity ward, and Rocket Girl and her young
sidekick experienced the humiliating end of their careers in The Candy Man’s
Banana-Splits Machine. And now, the
brilliant and daring leader of the Legion of Superheroines, was in a dire
predicament.
Goldenwing struggled on the
conveyor belt but the restraints wouldn’t budge. The villainous Professor Fellatio stood over her and gloated as
he pulled the level that activated his Nymphomator Machine.
“I’ve waited years for
this! You walked right into my
trap. Now, my Nymphomator Machine is
going to strip off your costume and fuck you silly. When you exit, you‘ll only be wearing a pair of knee pads and a
smile. The entire world will know your
true identity. Then and only then,
when you kneel before me, will you truly taste defeat.”
As if his meaning wasn’t
clear enough, he looked down at his crotch.
Goldenwing wasn’t
listening. She was desperately reaching
for a compartment on her utility belt.
“I haven’t much time.” she
fretted.
It was too late. The voluptuous heroine was drawn into the
strange machine and a panel closed behind her.
FOOMP!
Moments later, she emerged
topless atop the 500hp sex machine. The beautiful blond heroine’s lower half
was stuck in a chrome cylinder.
Goldenwing looked down at her natural double-D’s swinging freely.
FOOSH!
Her revealing, metallic-gold
top had been stripped off. It shot out
an exhaust pipe followed by her cape and a pair of golden panties.
“Nice jugs!” Fellatio smirked.
“It’s time to make them bounce.”
The gigantic gear wheel on
the side of the machine began to turn.
Chug ga lug!
Goldenwing was hoisted up and
dropped down. Her back arched as she
felt one of the Nymphomator’s well-lubricated, penis-shaped pistons plunge into
her pussy. Up and down. Up and down. Her giant jugs sloshed to and fro as the
motion accelerated.
Chug ga lug! ga chug ga lug!
ga chug ga lug! ga chug ga lug! ga chug ga lug!
The blushing beauty moaned
and writhed as she was repeatedly violated.
Soon climax approached.
“oh my god! stop it! oh! oh! It’s too much. turn it off! ooooooooo!!!”
Fellatio smirked. “Sorry babe. No can do. My machine is
going to give you the pussy pounding of a lifetime.”
“oh! please! oh! oh! ngh! oh!
oh my god! ooooo!”
“Yes! That’s it. My Nymphomator is fucking you into
submission. Soon, you’ll be like all
the others... a horny insatiable cocksucker!”
Chug ga lug! ga chug ga lug!
ga chug ga lug! ga chug ga lug! ga chug ga lug!
Climax followed climax
followed climax. Relentlessly ravished
by the Dr. Fellatio’s obscene orgasmotron,
Goldenwing could barely speak yet alone think. Her breasts flailed up and down.
Soon, her eyes rolled up into her head.
“ngh! oh! ngh! uuuugh!
I can‘t.... I can‘t take much more of this.” She moaned.
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Back at the Hall of
Heroes....
The two junior members of the
Legion of Superheroines were blissfully unaware of their mentor‘s
misfortunes. Silver Belle and Ultra
Lass were immersed in conversation. Two
of their former teammates from the Teen Furies had come by for a visit. Brainy Girl and Amazing Girl had recovered
from their harrowing experience with the dreaded Suckamore Tree (See Teen
Furies Parts 1-4.). Although both were
still a little plump from the ordeal, they were elated to be back in uniform
and to be reunited with the friends that had rescued them.
“Wow! Look who’s made it to the big show!” Brainy Girl gushed.
“Oh please.” Silver Belle
modestly replied. “We’ve been stuck
with monitor duty the whole time.”
“Well, are you going to give
us the tour?” smiled Amazing Girl.
“Of course!” replied Ultra
Lass “You’ve got to check out The
Situation Room. It’s the training room
designed by Techno-Woman. It’s wild! Jen and I almost made it to level 3. Almost.
I wish we had something like that at Fury Headquarters.”
Amazing Girl’s eyes
widened. “Sounds intense! I could use a good workout. Let’s do it!”
As the four young heroines
sauntered towards The Situation Room.
Silver Belle told of the Legion’s mission to bring down Mutato and the
Legion of Virtue.
Brainy Girl shivered. “That Ms. Prim gives me the creeps! Although, I’ve always had a theory about
that gas of hers...”
They reached the entrance to
The Situation Room. Silver Belle
pressed a series of buttons on the wall console. A blue light passed overhead.
A minute later, a voice declared.
“Scan complete. Your powers have been analyzed. Enter The Situation Room and prepare
yourself for level one.”
Ultra Lass grinned and called
out the Teen Fury battle cry.
“Forward Furies and fight!”,
The four friends rushed in
together.
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Hundreds of miles away....
The Mystery Jet soared over
Europe. Mystery Woman was following the
trail of Dr. Vanya Ballzoff. She knew
it would lead to Mutato. All her leads pointed
to the tiny monarchy of Voltia.
The Mystery Jet cruised to a
soft landing in the green fields at the base of the Idel Mountains. Terrified villagers rushed towards her plane
as she disembarked. The poor farmers
did not speak English. They all pointed
to the top of the mountain upon which Castle Ludwig was perched. Just then, a red, white, and blue harrier
landed. The crowd cheered as Captain
Patriot emerged from the cockpit.
“Captain Patriot. What are you doing here?” A surprised Mystery Woman asked.
“I received a distress call
and came as soon as I could.”
Mystery Woman noticed the
crucifix hanging around his neck. It
eased her doubts. This was the true
Captain Patriot and not Le Voleur (See
Le Voleur.)
Together the pair climbed the
mountain to Castle Ludwig. Reaching the
summit, Mystery Woman let out a gasp.
The entire castle was entwined with thorny vines. It looked completely abandoned.
“What the....?”
Approaching the eastern gate,
Mystery Woman reached out and plucked off one of the thorns. Reaching for her techno-belt, she placed it
in her portable analyzer. Turning towards
her crime-fighting colleague, she gravely declared.
“Be careful. They’re extremely deadly.”
Fronted by Captain Patriot’s
impenetrable shield, the heroic pair advanced.
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Meanwhile.....
The explosion devastated
Professor Fellatio’s lair. He laid
bloodied and unconscious under the remnants of his Nymphomator machine. Little did he know, Goldenwing had reached
the explosives compartment of her utility-belt before it was stripped from her
by his dreaded sex machine. Dazed and
wearing only her mask, she had survived her daring gambit. She staggered outside into the
sunlight. Goldfire was parked in the
alley. With a vocal command, she
deactivated its security systems and slid into the front seat. A press of a button alerted the local
authorities. Fellatio and his henchmen
would not escape arrest. She closed her
eyes and rubbed her throbbing forehead.
One thought perplexed her.
“It was as if he knew I was
coming. But how?”
Suddenly, the dashboard lit
up. Her unvoiced question was about to
be answered.
A female voice spoke.
“You have top priority
message from Legion headquarters.”
Goldenwing‘s eyes
opened. By sheer force of will, she
shook off the pain that racked her body and the numbness in her head.
“From who?” She replied.
“The message was recorded two
days ago.” The computer replied. “You are the author.”
Goldenwing raised an eyebrow
and listened intently.
Five minutes later, a high
pitch whine was heard. It was quickly
followed by the fiery ignition of the rocket car’s engines. When the dust settled, the alleyway was
empty.
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Back at Legion
Headquarters....
Silver Belle and Ultra Lass
hugged their friends and former teammates.
United again, the quartet had reached level 4 of the treacherous
Situation Room. The girls bid a fond
farewell to Brainy Girl and Amazing Girl as they departed for Fury
Headquarters.
“Amazing Girl was right. That was an intense workout!” Silver Belle exclaimed.
“I’ll say. Let’s hit the
showers.” Ultra Lass replied.
Exhausted, the pair headed
for the shower room. They pealed off
their sweat soaked uniforms and threw them into the clothes chute. Soon, hot water was streaming over their
bodies. The walls in the Legion of
Superheroine’s shower room were mirrored which the girls thought to be somewhat
vain. Yet, Jen and Adela eventually found
themselves admiring their own naked reflections. Jen was the shorter of the two
blond-haired teens. The cute
nineteen-year-old had freckled, girl-next-door looks. Her best friend, although not of this Earth, had the appearance
of a Scandinavian supermodel. The
six-foot tall blonde teenager’s slim figure belied her alien super strength. The young women were unaware that this would
be the last time they would gaze upon their feminine figures. Judith Prim’s final act of betrayal was to
leave two pairs of poisoned panties in the girl’s dressing room. The crotches of their undies were laced with
her diabolical gender-transforming formula.
Unknowingly, Jen and Adela were experiencing their last few minutes of
womanhood. The girls exited the
showers. Wrapped in bath towels, they walked down the hallway to their
quarters. After patting herself
dry, Jen opened her dresser. A stack of silver panties were lying neatly
folded in the top drawer. She lifted
the pair on top and stepped into them.
Reaching for the sides, she stood with her feet slightly parted and
pulled up her panties until they were nice and snug. Likewise, Adela donned a pair a blue panties. A tiny radio transmitter in the crotch of
Silver Belle’s panties activated. The
girls looked about the room as a woman’s voice was heard. A gloating Judith Prim greeted them.
“Hello girls, or shall I
say.... guys. You may have missed the
memo, but the Legion of Superheroines, as you know it, is finished. I‘m in charge now and the last thing this world
needs is two more little tramps prancing about in skimpy outfits. You’re fired. Do you feel a little tingle between your thighs? Pull down your panties girls and say hello
to your little friends. My special
formula has, shall we say, changed your periods into exclamation points. ha ha
ha”
Those words sent a jolt of
dread down the girl’s spines. Biting
their lips and praying this was some sort of sick joke, the girls pulled their
spandex bottoms down to their knees.
Peering down at their shaved privates, they both let out a yelp. The unthinkable was a mortifying
reality. Judith Prim’s gender-bending
compound had come in contact with their genitals. Their throbbing clitorises had pushed out from under their hoods. They were now the size of their pinky
fingers. A cock head had formed at the
tip.
“No!!!!” Silver Belle
cried. “It can’t be!”
“Sorry sluts. You lose.
I’ve perfected my formula.
There’s no antidote. You’re a
bad influence on the young ladies of America.
Therefore, I’ve decided to take away your flowers and leave you with
sacks of nuts!”
The girls couldn’t avert
their eyes. Their clits had swollen
into seven-inch-long stiff boners. They
continued to grow at amazing speed. The
distance between their cock heads and their mouths was getting shorter by the
second. The erotic poison had the teens
trembling with sexual energy. Jen and
Adela grew weak at the knees. The
trembling teens sat on their beds facing one another.
“How are we going to get out
of this one Jen?” Adela breathed..
“I... I... don’t know.” Jen
panted in reply.
Ms. Prim’s voice continued to
taunted them.
“Hungry girls? I’ll bet your sausages are looking quite
tasty. You’ll be making yummy sounds
any minute now.”
Jen’s giant genitalia was now
poised between her erect nipples.
Adela’s purple monster had reached her chin. She looked down at it with awe and adoration. Jen watched her best friend stick out her
tongue and lick the head of her dick.
Silver Belle’s cock pushed against her soft lips. Jen reluctantly embraced her mutant
manhood. Finally, the girl’s lips
parted as they surrendered to their unyielding erections. Accepting their fate, the defiled femininas
feverously feasted on their horrendous hard-ons. Ashamed yet undeterred, Jen and Adela stared blankly at one
another as they tugged and sucked their cocks.
“mpf! slorp! mmmmmm!!!!”
“That’s it. Keeping sucking! Soon you’ll feel the volcanic pressure of your first ejaculation
building inside of you. When you
climax, supper will be served. Then you
can watch your balls drop. Farewell
guys. ha ha ha”
Jen and Adela sucked their
delicious dicks until their faces were flush.
“MMPH! MMMM! MMMPH!! NGH!!!”
A glorious wave of pleasure
ran through their cock shafts. It was
supper time.
SQUISSS!!! SPLORT!!!!!
Silver Belle and Ultra Lass’s
young bodies were shaken by a series of exquisite involuntary muscle
spasms. Their eyes fluttered as a hot
thick load of semen was pumped up and into their mouths.
GLUB!!! GLUB!!!
Eventually, their pernicious
penises retracted and gave the girls a customary facial before going limp. Dazed and defeated, the facialized
crime-fighters sat silent. Their final
humiliation was about to unfold.
SPLUB!!! SPLUB!!!
It was as if their vaginas
inverted. Two wrinkly and very spacious
scrotums pushed out from between the girls legs. Their flowers were gone forever.
The girls would never reach womanhood.
Prim’s fiendish formula had converted their ovaries into cum-filled
testicles. Soon, the girls felt
birthing cramps. As promised, it was
time for their balls to drop. Jen and
Adela laid back on their beds and spread their legs wider. Breathing in and out in rhythm, Jen let out
a pair of grunts.
ugh! ugh!!
Her first testicle squeezed
out of her and fell into her nut sack.
It was quickly followed by another.
Ultra Lass winced as she birthed her first nut. It was roughly the size of an orange. Before she could say anything, she gritted
her teeth again and pushed out her other ball.
Writhing spread eagle on their beds, the girls watched their testicles
begin to swell up like balloons.
“They’re filling up and
getting larger.” Ultra Lass
moaned. “What are we going to do?!”
In answer to her question,
her cock began to stiffen once more.
Ultra Lass blushed.
“No! Not again!”
Despite their verbal
protests, the girls were incredibly aroused by the sight of their big,
beautiful dicks. They licked their lips
and were once again in sexual communion with their cocks. Their testicles grew to the size of beach
balls. The young victims of Ms. Prim’s
poison were given the Sisyphean task of endlessly trying to suck their balls
dry.
The hours of the afternoon
passed by. A dozen climaxes later, the
girls were lying in warm pools of spooge.
The intercom activated. A girl’s
voice was heard.
“This is Amazing Amazon. I’m following your homing signal. I’ll arrive in about an hour. Amazing Amazon out.”
The girls were brought back
to reality. Silver Belle lamented to
herself.
“I’ll guess she’ll be the
first one to discover us.”
Just then, Brainy Girl’s
words came back to her. Cover in cum,
Jen rose from the bed and motioned for Ultra Lass to follow her. With their dicks firmly embedded in their
mouths, the pair clumsily make their way to the laboratory, while carrying
their enormous balls. Soon, Silver
Belle was holding a semi-full flask of a bright pink liquid. She motioned to Adela to drink. Ultra Lass looked at the flask. Sucking her dick felt so good. She couldn’t bear to take it from her
mouth. She didn’t have to. Jen pulled her dick from her mouth and
shoved the flask towards her. Adela
drank half. Jen finished the rest. The room began to spin. The last thing Jen remembered was the
beautiful sight of Adela’s face.
The girls awoke and found
themselves lying on the cold lab floor.
Looking down, they cried tears of joy.
Their bodies had returned to normal.
“But how?” Ultra Lass asked.
“We drank the last of the Oil
of Sappho. It’s a magical potion
invented by none other than Queen Lesbia herself. The Legion recovered a sample after she tried to turn the entire
UN delegation into lesbians. Brainy
Girl had a theory that it would counter-act Prim’s poison. The Oil of Sappho eliminates all male
qualities. Even the desire for men is
erased. In larger doses it can turn a
grown man into a beautiful lesbian.”
Jen replied.
“So does that mean
we’re....” Ultra Lass couldn’t finish
her sentence.
“I guess so.” Jen replied. “But I don’t feel any different.”
The pair hurried back
upstairs. The maid-bots were busy
cleaning up their rooms. The automated
laundry service cleansed, dried, and pressed their uniforms. Silver Belle and Ultra Lass quickly dressed.
“We need to contact the rest
of the Legion right away! Judith Prim’s
voice. I recognize it now. She’s The Aurora! That’s how she got into our dressing rooms.” Silver Belle exclaimed.
As they raced toward Athena
IV, they were greeted by familiar faces.
Goldenwing strode into the Great Hall.
By her side was Ultra Woman, followed by Rocket Girl, Oryx, and The
Yellow Rose. Ultra Lass was
elated.
“I’m so glad you’re OK. Ms. Prim...”
“won’t be bothering anyone
for quite sometime.” Goldenwing
replied.
“Apparently, I saw through
her disguise a couple days ago. I was
worried that the Omni-Ring’s powers might include telepathy so I gave my orders
to Athena IV and took an amnesia pill.
Athena IV, per my request, developed an undetectable poison that would
subvert Ms. Prim’s free will. The
Aurora never used the Legion’s automated laundry service, but Ultra Woman
does. Athena IV powderized the
odorless, colorless, compound and coated Ultra Woman’s cape with it. On their mission together, Prim was
unknowingly exposed. My final request
was that Athena IV contact me when the poison was estimated to be at full
effect. The Omni-Ring can only be
removed by its owner. I simply
requested that Ms. Prim hand it to me.”
She held out her hand. The glowing band rested in her palm.
Silver Belle and Ultra Lass
were dumbstruck. Goldenwing continued.
“Ms. Prim and her cohorts are
behind bars.”
Honoring the dignity of her
colleges, Goldenwing left some details unspoken. She had used the Omni-Ring to undo the damage caused by Ms.
Prim. Ultra Woman and Rocket Girl‘s humiliating
defeat would remain a secret. The
Yellow Rose’s naked ride had only injured her pride.
“That’s wonderful news!” Silver Belle gushed.
Just then, Athena IV sounded
an alert. Amazing Amazon’s jet had
landed. Adorned in her classic red,
white, and blue uniform, the brunette
beauty soon strode into the Great Hall and was promptly greeted.
“Welcome Amazing Amazon! It is an honor to have you join the
team.” Goldenwing proclaimed.
Diana was formally introduced
to each member of the Legion. She felt
overwhelmed, but her maintained her royal disposition.
“And, finally, this is Silver
Belle and Ultra Lass, our junior members.”
Diana smiled. “They about my age.” She thought to herself.
Silver Belle and Ultra Lass
stepped forward to shake hands. Looking
into Diana’s deep blue eyes, the girls were awestruck by the Hellenic
beauty. Standing before them was a
Greek goddess. Unwittingly, the girls
leaned forward, each giving the Amazon princess a passionate embrace. Blushing, they stepped back and hung their
heads. Goldenwing and Ultra Woman were
appalled.
“Wow. Thank you!”
Diana exclaimed. She was unaware
that both girls had downed a half-pint of Oil of Sappho. “You are both quite familiar with Amazonian
culture.”
The tension in the room
immediately lifted. Quickly stepping
between her amorous sidekick and the princess, Goldenwing offered to show
Amazing Amazon to her new quarters.
Just then, Mystery Woman’s voice came over the loud speaker.
“Legion Headquarters come
in!”
It was a sunny day in Voltia,
as Mystery Woman stared out a window of the castle turret. In the distance, a crow cawed. Below, three rockets stood still in the
large square. They were covered in
vines as if they had been there for years.
Mystery Woman turned her gaze to the well-dressed corpse sitting next to
her. He was at his desk, looking
straight forward. A deathly vine was
wrapped around his left wrist.
“I’ve found Dr. Mutato.”
Mystery Woman declared. “He’s dead.”
THE END.