Techno-Woman vs. The Photographer
(a story inspired by Mr. X)
by Orb

	It was just past midnight.  The streets were silent and empty.  Yellow
streetlights blinked on and off as the roar of two approaching cars was heard. 
While the city slept, Techno-Woman was on the job.  She was in hot pursuit of
the infamous criminal known only as the Photographer.  There was no way he was
going to get way.  He was driving a beat up stolen car.  It had no chance of out
running the Techno-Mobile, the most advanced racecar in the world, capable of
traveling up to 300mph.  The car ahead swung a hard right and disappeared into
an underground parking lot beneath a tall office building.  She followed.  As
the Techno-Mobile cruised into the dimly lit parking structure, she saw that he
had abandoned his get away car next to the elevator.  "Smart move Photographer.  
As if your feet are going to do a better job of helping you get away than a car
with an engine.", she smiled to herself.  As she exited the Techno-Mobile, it
immediately went into armor mode.  No drives the Techno-Mobile except
Techno-Woman.  The panel above the elevator showed that elevator number 1 was at
the 22nd floor.  The six-foot tall, dark-haired amazon stepped into the second
elevator.  "22 it is.", she said as she pushed the button.

	The bell rang and the elevator opened to a dark floor room with a maze of
cubicles.  "Doesn’t matter where you’re hiding, I’ll find you."  The search
began.  As she was walking down one of the aisles, The Photographer stepped out
of his hiding place.  "Stop right there mister!", Techno-Woman commanded.  The
Photographer lifted what looked to be a camera.  "Say Cheese!"  The flash went
off.  It was an extremely bright flash.  Techno-Woman was stunned and just stood
there.  Her mind went blank.  "You’ve fallen into my trap Techno-Slut.  You’re
experiencing the effects of one of my hypnotic flashcubes.  The effects will
wear off in little over an hour.  I‘ll be taking this."  He unfastened her
Techno-Belt.  "You’re nothing without your expensive gadgets.  It’s time to
begin your photo session."  

	He took her by the hand and led her into a cubicle.  He shoved the contents off
one of the desks.  "Hop up."  Techno-Woman climbed onto the desk and sat with
her back leaning against the wall.  She was in a fog as The Photographer set up
his equipment.  Soon, two bright lights on stands were pointed at her.  "Let’s
begin.   First, we’ll start with the "before" photo.  He lifted his camera and
took several pictures.  Now, let’s see who you really are."  Techno-Woman looked
up with a dazed expression as he pulled her mask over her head.  "Well, well....
If it isn’t millionaire businesswomen Diana Rogers!  My internet customers are
in for a special treat!  Enough playing around.  Let’s see your tits."  He
leaned the helpless woman forward as he yanked off her navy blue spandex top. 
Her massive breasts bounced out freely.  "Impressive!"  He took dozens of photos
while groping her plentiful bosom.  "Now, I’m going to drop your panties and get
some photos of you with your legs spread. "  He removed her boots and rubbed the
soft mound of her pussy before pulling her white spandex bottoms off her legs. 
"Spread your legs.", he whispered.  Diana whined softly, but complied.  "That’s
a good girl.  Now for the photo the world has been waiting for!  Techno-Woman
defeated!  It’s time to show everyone that hairy cunt of yours."  He lifted the
camera, but nothing happened.  "Damn batteries!", he cursed!  "Why now?!"  He
walked over and plugged his digital camera in a nearby outlet.  "This will only
take a few minutes."  He sat beside her and stroked her wet slit with his index
finger.  As he made gentle circles around her clitoris, Diana thought to
herself.  "I can’t let him take that photo.  My career and reputation will be
ruined.  I’ve got to get control of my mind!  If I can just reach my
Techno-Belt...."  "Time’s up!", the Photographer happily declared.   As he
lifted his camera once again, he looked at the worried expression on his
subject’s face.  Her face and triangle of pubic hair were both in focus.  He
clicked the button.  "Perfect!"  Dozens more photos were taken.  First, from a
distance, then the camera was placed within inches of her pussy  and more
pictures were shot.  No detail was missed, as her labia was spread for more
shots of her bubblegum pink interior.   "Stop...", she whined.  "Stop?  The fun
is just beginning.  These are just your before pregnancy photos!"  "No! You
can‘t", she gasped.

	The Photographer unwrapped a small blue capsule.  Diana stared at her crotch as
the capsule was inserted.  He pushed it in deeper with his middle finger.  Diana
began to moan and writhe as the capsule fizzled and tickled her insides.  "Now
for the catalyst."  He undid his belt and dropped his trousers.  The head of his
rock-hard, massive cock pushed up against the lips of her pussy. "I’ve been
waiting for this day for so long.", he declared.  He thrust forward.  SPLURSH!!! 
Diana let out a whimper as his cock journeyed deeper and deeper into her pussy. 
He pumped her repeatedly, snapping more pictures as he continued to defile the
once proud heroine.   The pace got faster and faster as her giant melons sloshed
back and forth.  With one final thrust, he shoved his dick deep inside of her. 
She climaxed as she felt the hot gush of semen into her womb.  SPLORT!!!  "That
should do the trick!", he laughed.   Diana moaned loudly and stared in amazement
at the slight bulge in her belly.  "I can’t believe it!  What have you done to
me?"  "I think it’s quite apparent what I’ve done to you.  Now, you’re just
another knocked-up slut.  Spread your legs.  I’m not done with you yet."  He
snapped more pictures of the pregnant heroine as her stomach continued to swell. 
The villain added,  "I almost forgot to get a few shots of you with my dick in
your mouth. "  The office was silent except for the buzz of the florescent
lights above.  For what seemed like an eternity, his balls softly bounced
against her chin before he filled her mouth with semen. Mmmmf! Glub! Glub!
Techno-Woman thought to herself, "I couldn’t imagine a more ignominious defeat
than this!"  The Photographer finished and quickly packed up his equipment. 
"I’ve got to get back to my lair and upload these photos to the World Wide Web. 
You, on the other hand, have some eggs to lay, thanks to that blue pill I got
from Dr. Mutato.  It was filled with tiny egglets waiting to be fertilized. 
Thanks for the good time, Techno-Twat!" With that, he was gone.  

	Techno-Woman sat up on the desk.  I’ve got to get back to the Techno-Cave. 
Maybe the Techno-Computer can help me.  She struggled to put her clothes back
on.  Her top fit over her breasts, but not her stomach.  She pulled her panties
up over her cum covered pussy.  The Techno-Mobile recognized its owner and
automatically came out of armor mode.  She squeezed into the front seat.  "Take
me home."  The car obeyed its verbal command and she was back at the Techno-Cave
in minutes.  "I need a shower.", she sighed.  The turbo lift took her to the
mansion above.  She was careful not to wake Techno-Girl.  She thanked heaven
that it was a school night and that the innocent, 18-year-old was not allowed to
come with her.  Suzie’s safe in her bed.  She was spared my horrible fate. 
Diana quickly showered and examined herself in the mirror.  Her stomach was
huge.   It was then that she felt a growing sexual pressure.  "Oooooo Ooooo!.... 
Something’s coming out of me."  She sat down on the cold tile floor and spread
her thighs.  She began to rub her pussy.   Whatever it was, it tickled like
crazy!  Her head flung back and her eyes rolled into her head in a wave of
pleasure.  "It’s coming out!"  The lips of her pussy spread open.  STRETCH!!!  A
three-inch translucent ball popped out of her pussy with a gush of blue cum. 
SPLOOSH!  After her breathing returned to normal, she held it up to the light. 
"I must be filled with these things!  I’ve got to get to the Techno-Computer!" 
She waddled back to turbo lift and descended into the Techno-Cave.  

	A light came on in the bedroom down the hall.  "Aunt Di? Is that you?", a voice
called out.  Suzie emerged from the bedroom.  The beautiful, blonde-haired teen
was wearing only a tight-fitting, white, tank top and a pair of cotton panties. 
She saw the light on in the bathroom.  Suzie peeked into the bathroom.  "Not
here I guess."  She wrinkled her perky little nose.   There was some strange
blue substance on the floor, and then something else caught her eye.  "What in
the world is that?", she said out loud upon noticing the bluish orb sitting on
the corner of the counter top.  She walked over and cautiously picked it up. 
She raised it to eye-level when the slimy ball slipped from her fingers.  She
was even more amazed to see that when it hit the hard tile floor it bounced.  It
was like a super ball.  She laughed as she tried in vain to catch it as it
ricocheted off the ceiling, walls, and floor.  Finally, it landed on the floor
in front of her and shot upward hitting her square between her legs.  It burst,
splattering the crotch of her panties and thighs with blue goo.  SPLURSH!  The
shock of it dropped her to her knees.  She rubbed her sore pussy.  Her panties
were soaked.  She stood up and pulled them down to her knees.  While examining
her panties, she continued to touch herself not realizing that her fingers were
covered with the strange substance.  "What was that all about?!", she thought. 
She was unaware of the fertilized egglets now traveling up her vagina to her
unprotected womb.

	The Techno-Computer finished its scan.   "There is no cure.  Your womb is
filled with hundreds of fertilized eggs.  They in turn will divide into more
eggs.  You will be pregnant for the next 5 to 7 years.   Massaging the vaginal
area will aid the egg laying process." , the computer voice announced.  "I never
lose!  This can‘t happen to me.  I‘m Techno-Woman!", Diana yelled.  Her voice
echoed back to her inside the cave.  It was then that she felt the now familiar
pressure building between her legs.  "My poor pussy!", she cried as she once
again sank to the floor.  "Ooooo! Oooo! Ooooo!  Oh God! Oh God!"  SPLOOSH!!!

	Up above, a moaning Techno-Girl sat on the bathroom floor.  She stared
wide-eyed at her bulging, egg-filled stomach.   The pony-tailed, teen
accidentally had spread the blue cum across the lips of her vagina, impregnating
herself.   Sweat ran down her forehead and her breathing rate increased.  The
virgin’s tight pussy was slowly being stretched open from the inside.  Suzie was
about to lay her first egg.  
	The internet customers of The Photographer’s website were surprised and
delighted the next morning to see the explicit photos of Techno-Woman.  A pop up
window appeared on their screen.  "Pick the next pussy."  The poll results were
displayed below.

Fluffy the Vampire Slayer (First Place)
Wonder Amazon (Second Place)
Thunderstorm of the X-Women (Third Place)

	The Photographer said to himself, "Where did I put those plastic, fake vampire
teeth?   Bwah ha ha ha!"

THE END.