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. |