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The following is a work of fiction intended for adult entertainment. Again we use the super heroines from the mighty stable of Mr. X! Such sleek inexhaustible steads! Thanks again X, for all the ideas, characters, and images lifted from dangerbabecentral! You sir, rock! Rook.

Omega Woman in the Peril of the Purple Ooze!

“So you found this on the deserted space station?” Professor Whirtler held the small petri dish up to his nose and sniffed at the purple mold held within it.

“Yes professor it was growing all over its walls, ceiling, floor, just about covering every surface in sight,” Omega Woman tossed her head sending her short blonde hair flipping back out of her piercing hazel eyes and continued to keep her arms folded under her breasts. She raised an eyebrow as the professor removed his goggles and snapped them back onto his bald head. He hummed and then suddenly held the dish next to Omega Woman’s exposed cleavage. The purple compound began to spout tiny tendrils that rose and uncurled into small penis like tentacles that pulsed erect in the air swaying slightly.

“Extraordinary!” The professor widened his eyes as Omega Women widened hers in shock and concern and cringed back slightly from the small slender waving stocks that now began to finger over the lip of the dish and snuffle about the sunken lip of her costume top.

“Ah, professor?!” Omega Woman’s voice rose as did her concern as the purple penises began to tug at her top and thicken in size and grown noticeably in strength.

“It would seem the substance reacts to the sexual pheromones produced by women. The more potent and present and powerful the pheromones the more exulted the reaction. Even this small amount has the ability to pull your top aside and start suckling at your nipple?! Amazing!”

“Ah, yeah?! Amazing! Ha! Do you think you could call down your dog there professor?”

“What? Oh my, yes sorry Omega Women. Er, it’s already quiet strong! Really has a grip on your baby feeders there my dear!” The professor finally managed to yank the dish with its purple substance away from Omega Woman’s milk dripping nipple. “Oh look, just remove it a few feet and already the dish returns to its inert state?” True to his observation the purple substance was slowly shrinking back down into a purple pudding.

“I wish you would give me a little more warning when you do things like that professor,” Omega Woman cleared her throat as she slipped her milky hard thumb sized nipple back into her top.

“Oh sorry Omega Woman. Science and all you know. Well obviously this culture would be dangerous to any female but it is extremely dangerous to an Aphrodite gene super heroine who naturally produces a great abundance of sexual pheromones and of course those that produce even extra pheromones such as you would be in extreme danger in face of this creature. I am afraid that such an organism exists only to attack and rape a female host for the apparent purpose of furthering its growth by triggering more sexual pheromones by direct sexual stimulation and consumption of sexual laced bodily fluids. That might account for the state of your costume, or what was left of it, when you arrived here and your need to put on your back-up suit?”

“Er, yes professor I was well aware of the substances aggressive perverted tendencies, thank you very much. But can you tell me anything more about the organism other than it is horny and likes to rape women?”

“Hmmm. Well its growth is prompted by female sexual pheromone release but also mental sexual stimulation. It started out attaching its self, if you will, to the female astronauts’ erotic dreams and fantasies before taking a more physical presence upon the space station its self and then feeding upon the physical pheromones. It grows rapidly apparently by mutating the molecules around it somehow with the assistance of the sexual mental energies of women and or their sexual pheromones. As it develops and grows it needs to then switch to feeding more and more upon the physical juices secreted during orgasm to continue to thrive. So I guess you could say it starts out as a sort of phantasm of an air born organism that feeds upon female wet dreams and then a physical slime that devours female pheromones and then an aggressive jelly that seeks out and rapes women for their sexual secretions. A sort of sexual vampire the rapidly ossifies into existence and then pounces upon its victims!”

“Hmm, it was capable of forcing the abandonment of the whole space station in under sixty hours after it was first noted in the female astronauts’ dreams. And once it began to physically appear upon the surfaces of the ship both inside and out it spread in just hours to cover almost the entire ship!” Omega Woman tapped her lip and then pulled at the back of her costume and cleared her throat, “oh by the way it’s really into anal.”

“Oh!” The professor set the dish down and rapidly made a note on his clip board. “Well, I am afraid I can’t really tell you much more about the substance unless I, well, see it in action?”

Omega Woman gave the professor a hard look.

“Ah, well, yes I suppose I can set up some more urban experiments,” the professor rubbed a hand over his bald head and sighed.

“Well at least it’s not an egg layer. I am so sick of getting those ostrich sized eggs rammed up my easy bake oven.” Omega Women eyed the purple jelly which had now shrunk inside the flat clear dish to the size of a quarter. “I don’t suppose you could tell me something a bit more useful like how to destroy it?”

“Well cut off its food source and it rapidly loses its mass. It seems to need to feed in an almost constant state. However it also seems to be supplying or relaying a significant amount of its consumption into a strange energy wave format I have never seen before?” The professor placed a glass half sphere over the dish covered in wires and flipped on a computer monitor. “Oh dear it has become a little TOO inert now to measure the energy wave signature.” The professor gave Omega Woman a meaningful look.

Omega Woman looked puzzled and then shocked, “you are not suggesting I let that thing near my body again are you? No way!”

“Well if not direct contact then if you could, er, increase your pheromone output by say some direct self-stimulation then-“

“What the hell are you suggesting professor?!”

“Now, now my dear you can do it behind that cubical wall if you want. That should be more than close enough. Oh and try and think as many sexual stimulating fantasies as you possibly can. You know sort of slut it up.” The professor waved Omega Woman around the corner of the desk partition wall with a big smile and started throwing more switches. “Hmm, have you started yet?!”

There was a growling low angry noise from behind the simple cloth and wood partition and then in a bright cheery voice Omega Woman answered, “ah, not yet!”

More low angry mutterings followed but then slowly at first and then with increasing rapidity there came the unmistakable sound of a girl Jilling-off. The flurry of finger tips and the wet smacking slurping sound of a wet pussy and clit being rubbed into a flicking bean crescendo as well as guttural hums and moans and semi-suppressed curses and exhalations of worship began to compete against the hum and click of countless computer banks and machines congesting the professor’s lab.

“That’s it now don’t stop and I will see if I can triangulate the direction the energy wave is being sent back to? Keep it up don’t falter now! I will use this sample and the still active mass upon the abandoned space station that you got all riled up. That should get me some basic direction if not an exact fixed point. Now, no slowing down keep up those sexy beast thoughts!”

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“Pro-pro-fessor? It has been over four hours I just can’t keep climaxing myself like this. I feel like an all-girl catholic school gym locker room prison bitch slut! I just can’t cum anymore can I PLEASE stop?! Professor?”

Professor Whirtler snapped awake from where he had been sleeping in his chair and stretched and then seeing the wrappers and sack from the fast food restaurant he had left and returned from for lunch on his desk before him he quickly tossed those away in a desk drawer as a bedraggled Omega Woman came half hunched over from behind the office cubical partition.

“I’m sorry professor but I am utterly spent! I just can’t cum anymore. I think I must have popped my cork about three hundred times?!”

“Oh, that’ ah quiet alright dear. I am sure we got enough data to make due.” He cleared his throat and flipped on the switch of his computer tower while darting his eyes sideways at the sweat covered girl hoping she would not notice all the equipment had been off for several hours.

“Good. I sure hope so,” Omega Woman tugged at her panties that tangled and twisted around her knees but simply did not have the strength to pull them back up and left them there as she dropped her drooling open mouth half lidded head upon the desk next to the professor’s key board. “I am soooo blown. Ugh. Now I know what a spent balloon feels like. Ohhhh I will never cum again.”

“Now, now, science you know. Ah here. We seem to have gotten a pretty good fix on a location just off the shoulder of space station its self. A small planetoid in the asteroid field, which must be the source of the purple space mold and seeming the location it is sending back it’s gathered up energy waves to as well. Might be due for a looksee?”

“Fine, fine, just give me about a year to get my powers back. Oh gwad! I think I have a charley-horse in my clit!”

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“Professor I am in the asteroid field and I am above the strange planetoid in question,” Omega Woman spoke into the small microphone inside her Plexiglas helmet rather than the one embedded in her Omega emblem on her left breast. Omega Woman could fly in space without a space suit of any kind thanks to her omega powers being able to create an atmospheric pressurized layer about her body but this time she wore a tight light weight space suit with oxygen tanks which she now turned on.

“I am turning on my air and turning on my dampening collar,” Omega Woman switched on her space environmental suit and then reached up to the collar around her neck just under her helmet and switched it on. She quickly plummeted forty feet to the purple ooze covered surface of the planetoid.

“UGH! Even with the fractional gravity that was quiet a fall,” Omega Woman just managed to keep herself and the large cumbersome box cradled in her left arm from tumbling head first into the purple ooze. “The gunk here is about shin deep! It’s like trying to walk through an oil slick of oat meal and molasses!”

“I’m afraid you are going to have a rough go of it.” The professor’s voice was thin, flat, and full of static, and because of the position of the small speaker he sounded as if he was talking directly behind her neck. “That dampening collar is suppressing all your Aphrodite gene pheromone output but it also dampens your omega woman powers as well. As long as you have it turned on it will keep the purple space mold from sensing your presence but it will also short out most of your powers as well.”

“That’s alright professor that is a trade I am well worth making considering the amount of purple slime that is covering this ball of rock.” Omega Woman churned her way forward moving to one of the raised islands of rock where the slime coating was less substantial.  All about her small lazy oblong spherical headed tendrils waved and pulsed upon unfelt winds.

“Just remember Omega Woman it is not only your pheromones which can give you away but your thoughts as well. You had best avoid any thoughts of a sexual nature such as; oh, large penises, or large cocks being rammed rapidly in your love canal, or say an exceptionally well endowed stud slapping his meat pipe between your breasts, or-“

“AH! Yeah! I get the idea professor!’ Omega Woman was now struggling with her one free arm with several penis tentacles that were springing up around her and wrapping around her legs and body.

“OH! And whatever you do don’t think about any of those forced orgy rapes you have experienced in the past! Like that time you got caught in that sewer tunnel collapse and were trapped with half your body hanging out in one tunnel and the other half in the other tunnel and those nasty creatures began to mercilessly hammer you in both your mouth and-“

“SERIOUSLY PROFESSOR YOU ARE NOT HELPING HERE! Two times two is four or twenty-two, three times three is nine or thirty three, four times, I have a pretty dolly her name is molly, a field of fresh flowers, daisies, daisy chain, UGH! I mean the itsy bitsy spider-”

“Oh, sorry Omega Woman, just trying to help. Are you alright?”

“Ah, yeah, the mold seems to be calming down now. Just had to think about life insurance policies and tax forms and the entire tv series of The Nanny, I actually think it shrunk some during the swimsuit special pool party episode?”

“Yeah that flat chested shrill would be an ice soak to anyone’s testicles.”

“Well professor I am on the irregularly shaped planetoid and it is indeed covered in the purple mold with various sized penis shapes scattered about it, but can you tell me what I should do next?”

“Very well, that large box I gave you is sort of a homing device. It is attuned to the wave length of the energy impulses the purple mold is transmitting back to its source. Switch it on now!”

Omega Woman eyed the penis grass tendrils and the various penis bushes and the towering penis trees that pulsed and ebbed and swayed around her and then eyed the box hesitating a second before pulling the large slide lever on its side. The strange box vibrated and shook and the glass bubble upon its top began to boil as the lighted arrow pointed to her right at a series of jutting purple mold covered rocks where the sombulating penises grew the thickest in both size and concentration. “Humph, I was afraid of that. Professor the device’s arrow is pointing to some outcroppings where the mold has the largest gathering of penis shapes.”

“Yes, it would make sense that along the directress path of the energy wave the mold would maintain its most active state. Head in that direction! And hurry don’t forget your environmental suit has only a few scare hours of life support and then you will have to resort to your Omega Woman powers and that means-“

“I know, I know I will have to turn off the dampening collar and trust me I want to be definitely ready to leave when I do that!” Omega Woman climbed down off her rocky perch finding the going awkward with the bulky heavy box in her hand. The trudge through the purple mire became easier going as she neared the outcropping as she realized that the more the purple slime jelly took on its tentacle penis shapes the less there was lying about upon the ground slurping at her feet.

The outcropping hosted a cave and using the penis tendrils for handhelds she quickly slipped and skidded in a sort of controlled scramble down the sloping cave mouth until she found herself at the bottom of the incline looking up from the bottom of a well. “Professor I am now in the cave and there appears to be some kind of well in the ceiling which I am at the bottom of that exits the top of the cave but the proportions are all wrong. It is ascending far beyond the possible thickness of the rock of the roof of this cavern.”

“I am reading the instrument pack in the box you are carrying and the info they are transmitting confirms my theory! The purple ooze does not originate on this plane of existence. It is a substance from another dimension and what you are mistaking for a well is actually the bridge between our world and this other dimension! You will have to make your way through this bridge to the source dimension and then set the box down on the other side of the bridge and press the large red button. That will arm the timer!”

“Wait?! What?! Theory? You had a theory and you didn’t tell me! Wait a minute are you saying this thing I have been lugging around is a bomb?! Seriously professor when I get back, if I get back, you and I are going to have a talk about your communication skills!”

“Once the timer is set you will have about ten minutes before detonation. You should try and be as far away as possible when that happens. It should be a rather big bang.”

“Right, got that bit. Big bang, I am really wanting to avoid that in any and all possible connotations and definitions.”

“Good luck Omega Woman! Oh and while you are on your way back could you-“

“Bring you another sample?! Hell no!”

“Er, no. I was going to ask if you could pick up my dry-cleaning?”

“Over and out!” Omega Woman growled and eyed the shaft above her. The walls of the well were covered in purple penis tentacles that hung about limply bobbing on their non-existent wind. “There is no way I can lug this box up there and climb this shaft one handed,” Omega Woman bit her lower lip and set the box down. The purple mold at the bottom of the well was almost non-existent being more a lichen or rough purpled hued abrasion upon the frozen rock. The celling was thick with the stuff and penis stalactites hung down all around her swaying this way and that in her helmet’s light beam.

With a deep breath Omega Woman unsealed and lifted off her helmet. There was a rush of oxygen and the deep cold snapped at her face watering her eyes and instantly numbing her lips and nose. “As I thought though the dampening collar has severely limited my Omega powers I can still generate a low pressurized life field around me with the help of the air tanks of my suit. Still the bleed is draining the tanks fast. I will only have a short time to make it to the other side of the well and plant this bomb.”

Omega Woman traded he helmet for the box where it laid upon the ground and made her way to wall nearest the base of the well shaft. The purple penises here began to stir as she approached. “In focusing my feeble power to generate a life field around me I am also releasing a small quaintly of pheromones into the atmosphere. This could get a little hairy.”

Omega Woman hefted the large heavy box under her left arm pressing it against the left side of her body and half bracing it with her hip as she reached up with her right gloved hand and seized a penis. It soon became apparent why Omega Woman had removed her helmet. In order to climb up the interior of the well she needed to make the limp penises firm and stiff so not only would she have a hand hold but considering her one handed state so she could have footholds as well. Soon the Super Heroine of the Stars the Champion of the Cosmos the Damsel of Danger the Guardian of the Galaxy was covered in purple pre-cum slime. She furiously jerked with her free hand at cocks while simultaneously bobbing her blonde bob cut head up and down at the shafts of the dicks in front of her working to firm them up and then yank herself up anther slippery footstep.

Omega Woman paused to catch her breath and looked down the sheer drop of the penis well she had ascended so far, “Who know my freshman year of playing the tuba would have paid off so brilliantly!” The dim light of her abandoned helmet winking up at her under the steady dripping rain of the pre-cum drops of the stiff peckers throbbing bellow created a dizzy kaleidoscope effect.

She looked up at the remaining thousands of limp penises above her and the small distant glowing circle of light far, far above, “ and who knew that summer camp weekend when I got on the wrong school bus and ended up over at the boys side of the lake would pay off now even more!”

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“AH! Omega Woman!” The professor put down the small vibrating device in his hand which looked suspiciously like a large ribbed banana and clasped his hands together in joy.

Omega Woman moved slowly with a very sour look upon her face splishing and splashing purple pink crusty gunk with every squishy step as she was completely coated in thick globs of congealed purple slime. “Your bomb went off a little early professor. There is a considerable difference between ten minutes and ten seconds.”

“Oh my,” the professor held his watch up to his ear. “I really need to get this thing fixed! But other than that how was it?”

“How was it?! How- well let me think? Let’s see there was the whole being caught in a temporal vortex explosion that completely shredded off my last of my very, very expensive costumes. Hmmm, and of course the orgy rape of an entire planet of purple goo that only ceased when the stuff finally dissipated.”

“Yes according to my calculations that closing of the dimensional fissure would have been like snapping the neck of the purple slime. It simply couldn’t live without the umbilical it was feeding energy back through to the other dimension. A sort of symbiotic creature or creatures I imagine?” The professor took off his glasses and cleaned off the purple goo with his shirt tails that had been flung on them by the movements of Omega Woman’s slime covered head as she nodded her somewhat near hysterical frenzied assent.

“Yep only lasted about thirteen hours of ten thousand penises raping my body some of them as large as a freaking motor home before they dried up and dissipated!” Omega Woman shrilled in a voice that almost sounded like a coyote yipping.

“Hmm, really thirteen hours,” the professor shook his wrist watch as he held it against his ear again. “Bit longer than the, ugh, five minutes I had originally predicted and told you to expect.”

“Then I can’t get the dampening collar off?! My space suit, all my clothes, hell even my gloves and boots all shredded off in the explosion but I can’t get the collar off! The explosion had somehow both melted the on and off switch so I couldn’t turn it off but it also wielded the catch so I couldn’t remove it! The thing is, with the well sealed up, all the purple gunk pops wood like a high school boy’s locker room after the cheerleaders spike the half time Gatorade with Viagra! The whole planetoid is just going to town on me but I can’t get the collar off so I only have a fraction of my powers! I can barely breathe and I can’t stop these things from- well you know! For thirteen hours!”

“Ah, yes I can see how that could be… discomforting.” The professor nodded and tugged at his lip as he listened.

“When I finial manage to get the collar off I am so overwhelmed by the thirteen hours of climaxing that I can barely hold my own and when I hit the Earth’s atmosphere I end up crashing into a bar where they are having a jello-wrestling contest! Which I win! Just as the cops bust the place and I get taken downtown and held overnight for lewd and indecent behavior and public nudity! I just got re-leased this morning!”

“Hmm,” the professor eyed the crusty jello dripping heroine and pursed his lips, “so what you are telling me is you forgot to pick-up my dry-cleaning?”

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