Admantine:  Welcome to Port Roberts

 

By Pug Markov

 

 

 

Author’s Notes

            For all my Admantine Stories, I would nominate Kobe Tai to play Admantine.  She is the most beautiful woman ever to bless the porn industry and the inspiration for the design of Admantine.  At the beginning of each episode I will suggest other cast members as I find inspiration.

The stories that inspired me to start writing super heroine fiction were the Ms. Marvelous stories by Steven Bell.

 

Cast

 

 

 

 

Episode 1

            My name is Tina Choi.  My parents immigrated from Taiwan in the eighties, but I was born and raised in America, in a totally normal suburb.  I had a totally normal life, until I was sixteen.

            That’s when my mutation took effect.

            Unlike many Mutants, I looked normal. In fact, I looked perfect.  My body optimized itself, and I went from pretty cute to being the best looking girl in my school.  The changes also optimized my brain and all my sensory organs.  I stopped getting hungry and thirsty, and I needed very little sleep.

            The changes continued, though I did not understand them at first.  I became stronger and stronger, and my body became more and more durable.

            It was six moths after the changes started that the man from the government came to our house.  He told my parents and I he was from the Mutant Research and Protection Department.  He offered to train me in my developing powers and provide me with an education.  In exchange, I would be part of the Ultrahuman Reserve.  In times of emergency or war, the Government could recall me to service.  My parents agreed, and I spent the next four years training at their headquarters at Base Patton.

            Over time, the full extent of my power became clear.  My body was no longer powered by normal biology.  The base scientists surmised I was sustained by pure cosmic power.  They could not run very many tests, because I was soon totally indestructible against any force they could throw at me, including the powers of the other mutants in the Department.  Because of my cosmic powered, unfailing body, I was one of the strongest Meta-Humans on record, even though I was 5 feet tall and ninety-five pounds. I could not fly or teleport, but my ultra-strong legs let me jump over a mile in one leap and run at thirty miles an hour.

            I learned to control my new body and use my super-accurate senses, as well as combat skills and a variety of military, espionage and law enforcement skills.

            I also received a costume of my own

Made of skin-tight, ultra-thin white unstable molecules, it was nearly indestructible, so it would survive the kind of stress I could put it through.   It was a white, long sleeved crop-top and matching boyshorts. I didn’t have any gloves or shoes, but I hardly needed any protection for my hands and feet. in addition, there was a small eye-mask that was just a strip of unstable molecule material with two eye-holes, to offer me at least a minimum of disguise of my identity… The male members of the Department all said men would be too busy looking at my body to notice my face.

            One weakness I did have was my sense of touch.  It was so sensitive that I still felt pain from a violent slap, although it was never more than a sting.  The real danger, in my mind, was how sensitive my body was to pleasure.  The erogenous zones of my body were just as souped-up as the rest of my skin, making any touch to someplace like my nipple extremely pleasurable.  I learned very quickly that even innocent teenage petting could drop my defenses, overwhelm my willpower and sap my strength like a certain green stone could drop Big Blue.  I learned to avoid ever being alone with the less honorable males in the Department.

            Another side effect of my powers was that I had stopped aging when I first began to change, making me look like a sixteen-year-old girl with a knockout body.  My small size didn’t help at all. I had to constantly show my ID just to do things like go to a Rated R movie.

            When I was 20, I graduated from the training program and was able to move out on my own.  I had grown up near the industrial city of Port Roberts, known around the country as the most corrupt, crime-ridden city on the east coast.

            I decided that Port Roberts was the perfect city for a young Heroine to make her mark.  Using the money I had earned from my MRPD stipend, I set up an apartment and Tina Choi got herself a job as a dance instructor and personal trainer during the days, leaving Admantine free to clean up Port Roberts at night!

 

            My first night on patrol, I stopped three muggings and a car jacking, surprising the hapless goons before they knew what hit them, handing them over to the equally surprised cops and leaping away to continue my hunting with growing confidence.

            Things went on like that for three days without a snag, but on my fourth night, things got rough.

 

            I was on patrol when I spotted a gaping hole in the side of a bank building near the city center.  I leapt down from a nearby roof, landing lightly right at the edge of the hole.

            The concrete had been melted away, as if someone had used a cutting torch.

            I stepped inside, the still hot concrete only an annoyance to me, looking around.  What I saw startled me.

            I was inside the vault, and I was not alone.  Four costumed women were dumping the cash and the contents of the safety deposit boxes into a number of big nylon bags.  Three guards were trapped inside as well,, caught in a cage made when someone very strong had bent the barred door leading to the front of the vault around the men like a cage, holding them helpless, crammed against each other by the ring of steel.

            The woman closest to me was a tall, leggy blonde dressed in a blue full body stocking marked by a white snowflake on her chest.  Next was a rather plain looking woman in black military fatigues whose hands were twice the size they should have been, her fingers ending in nasty looking claws the size of steak knives.  Third was a hairless, blue skinned woman, dressed in a red bikini.  I knew her to be a mutant, as many had blue skin.

            The last was the largest woman, or person, I had ever seen in person.  She could have probably worn some of the Juggernaut’s hand-me-downs!  She was a black woman, easily seven feet tall, with the body of a NFL lineman, save for the two breasts the size of small mountains on her chest.  She was big, chunky and powerful, dressed in a set of black coveralls and big black boots. Her hair was in a big afro, all the more noticeable because it was died platinum blonde.

            “Who invited a hooker,” the blue-skinned baldy asked, contemptuously.

            “Alright, Ladies, My name is Admantine.  Drop the money and surrender now and I won’t hurt you.”  I was excited, as this was my first chance to defeat super-powered criminals.  I had fought plenty of other super-humans at Base Patton, in training, and I didn’t fear anything.

            The smaller trio sneered, but the huge woman spoke up.

            “I heard about her, she’s been busting Norms for a few days now,” she informed her partners.

            “If we had more time, I’d bust the little slut’s cherry,” the blue-skin remarked, “but we’re running out of time.  Kill her, Slasher, then the guards.”

            The clawed woman giggles insanely and rushed at me, moving very fast for someone who appeared to be out of shape. I surprised her by catching her wrists easily and stopping her dead in her tracks without effort, though she outweighed me by at least fifty pounds.

            Without effort, I lifted her over my head and tossed her against the vault wall hard enough to knock her out cold.

            Before I knew what was happening, a stream of ice flew over me from the blonde’s mouth, encasing me in a pillar of ice from my toes to my neck.

            “Not bad, lil girl,” she admitted.  “Never saw anyone move faster than Slasher, but you’re on ice now.”

            Surprise filled their faces when I shattered my icy prison with only a shrug.

            I lunged to the blonde and thumped her on top of her head, sending her to the floor like a puppet with its strings cut.

            “You girls can’t hurt me.  Just give up now before anyone else gets smacked around.

            “Mammoth, get her,” blue-skin demanded, and the huge woman charged me.

            Her weight was enough to knock me off my feet, but I grabbed her huge shoulders and hung on until I got my feet under me.

            Mammoth hit me with a series of punches, keeping me off balance and driving me back towards the hole in the wall.

            When we hit the rim of the hole where the wall remained, I used it as a springboard, spinning in the air to kick Mammoth in  her big belly, knocking the wind out of her and sending her tumbling across the floor.

            I was temporarily blinded as a massive gout of white-hot flame caught me in the chest and face.  As my eyes adjusted, I could see blue-skin standing in a shooter’s stance, her hands clasped together, the flames erupting from them and pouring over me.

            I calmly walked through her fire to her, smirking at the growing look of panic on her face.  When I reached her, I backhanded her just hard enough to drop her to the floor, out cold, so to speak.

            I felt really good, having defeated four professional super villains, until I learned Mammoth wasn’t out, as she rose to her knees behind me, yanked my tight little shorts off my pert ass and rammed her huge finger up my ass!

            I squealed in pain, feeling my poor ass stretch around the hard digit, the size of a banana!  It was the worst pain I had felt since my change, but it was also somehow very erotic!  My weakness to over stimulation hit me like a Mack truck, and my body went rigid.

            “Yeah, that’s right, Baby,” Mammoth cooed.  “You’re double-tough, but nobody fights real well with one of Mommy’s fingers in their ass.  Mmmm, what a cute little ass you got, too.”

            Mammoth started to pump the finger in my ass.  The pain remained but the pleasure grew.  My arms slowly drooped to my sides and my fists went slack as I began to whimper uncontrollably.

            “That’s a good girl.  I’m glad you stopped those crazy Ho’s from killing the guards.  I never wanted to go that far.  Still, you ruined our operation, you and that idiot Scorchy.  She burned up the prize trying to burn you.  Now I’ve got to punish you.”

            Her other huge hand came around my body and grabbed my breast painfully hard.

            I could only watch, moaning, as her big fingers toyed with my soft flesh and hardened nipples through my whisper-thin costume.  Soon, she pushed my crop top up over my breasts and began to torment my nipples directly.

            My willpower was totally gone now.  I’d never dreamed of being so easily defeated and humiliated like this, and it was all the worse for the wide-eyed stares of the three trapped guards!

            Oh, God! My defeat and humiliation was taking place before the three men, who were obviously frightened by the situation but enraptured by my rape.

            I felt the giant finger leave my ass, and I sighed softly.

            Was it relief or regret?

            “Want to know why they call me Mommy Mammoth, Baby,” my huge rapist whispered in my ear.  She then licked my neck slowly::

            “y-your size,’ I stammered weakly.

            “not just that, Mommy’s got a big TRUNK!”

            She turned my head to the side so I could look back at her.

            My eyes went wide as she opened her coveralls to reveal her big hair pussy.  An instant latter, a huge black cock emerged from her slit, like an anaconda slithering out of a cave!  It must have been 12 inches long and as thick as my arm!

            “Oh God, I whimpered.

            Mammoth shoved me to my hands and knees, and I whimpered as she gripped my hips and lifted my ass up so high that my legs were straight under me.

            I felt the head of her huge cock press to my hairless pussy lips and I whimpered in pleasure while shaking from fear.

            “ooh, you’re all wet for Mommy,” she taunted me.  “I guess its true that good girls love getting punished.”

            “Nooo,” I moaned in protest and denial, the moan becoming a scream as she thrust her huge weapon inside me, ramming it in to her hilt in one vicious thrust.

            Good god, I felt like it was going to bust through my chest like an alien.  I had never had anything so large inside me.  My tight little body gripped every millimeter of her huge cock like a velvet vise.

            “YESSSSS,” she cried, immediately beginning to fuck me hard and fast.  “You’re the best Mommy’s ever had! Ohh, my sweet Baby!”

            He lewd words sent me over the edge.  The humiliation, pain and pleasure combined to form the most erotic moment of my young life to that point, and I began to orgasm wildly, my hands rending the steel floor as I clawed it to hold on to my sanity.

            I lost track of how long Mammoth fucked me before she came, like a fire hose of hot cum inside me.

            Finally, after it seemed she would never stop cumming, she pulled out and let me drop to the floor on my belly, my legs entangled in my shorts at the knees, laying in a puddle of cum.

            Spent and helpless, I watched her stand and zip up her coveralls.

            “thanks again for stopping my partners from killing anyone, Bbay

Mommy will look foreword to seeing you again, really soon.”

            She picked up her unconscious cohorts and laid them over her huge shoulder, then grabbed the only bag that hadn’t been incinerated by Scorchy’s flames.

            “Nothing but money, but I can’t go home empty handed.  See you around, Baby.”

            With a last wink, Mammoth stepped out through the hole in the wall and disappeared into the night.

            It was at least ten minutes before I was able to pull myself together enough to fix my clothes and get to my feet.  Making my way to the guards on shaky legs, I ripped open their makeshift cage.

            They all looked very embarrassed at having watched while I was raped after I had saved them, but I could see they all had hard bulges in their pants.

            “Why haven’t the police responded to the alarms,” I asked, anxious to avoid the whole subject.

            “Those bitches must have worked for Little Buddha,” one of the guards told me.  “The police don’t show up when he doesn’t want them to, Admantine.”

            “Who is this Little Buddha,” I asked.

            “He runs Port Roberts,” the guard explained.  “He controls all the crime and half the legal factories still operating here.”

            “Those villains were after more than cash,” I mused, beginning to recover my senses a little.  “What was in those safety deposit boxes,” I asked.

            “Only the people who owned them would know that,” the guard explained.

            “Whatever it was, Little Buddha wanted it,” I said.

            Little Buddha.  I decided then to learn everything about that man and do all I could to take him down.