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.