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Alternate World
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Written by Thunderbolt1234, Raidrlsr@aol.com

Warning 18 or older or get off my story

All characters are property of others 

This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex, bondage, 
murder, rape, incest,  and torture

Ch 1

Ms Americana could feel the warm blood from her head wound 
dripping down her back.  Doctor Pervo had sent a android to attack 
her and in the midst of battle it had removed her power belt.

She had damaged the Attack Bot enough to finish it without the 
help of her belt but now she was injured and weak.  The patriotic
 heroine knew it had been a trap and was also aware she was 
walking into more traps.  

The factory buzzed with electrical discharges and bright bolts of
 energy all around her.  She held onto a rail and steadied herself, 
almost falling over.  Ahead was a large device humming and 
coursing with energy.  

“You can come out now Doctor, I’m not leaving without you in 
handcuffs.”  The response echoed all around her and made her
 jump.  “I will my dear, I will come out, its time to make…the switch!”  

Ms Americana readied herself for an attack but she didn’t see 
Doctor Pervo slowly appear behind her.  He tossed a small 
grenade which hissed as it landed.  She immediate smelled 
the gas but could do nothing.  Ms Americana dropped like a 
rock out cold.  

Pervo appeared wearing a small gas mask.  “Its perfect, so 
perfect, I planned this and it has come to fruition better then I
 could ever have imagined!”  The doctor sat on Ms Americana’s
 stomach and glared down at the uncurious woman.  “You are
 going to go for a ride you could never imagine, and YOU are
 going to ruin your career as a crime fighter, you are!”

Pervo held up her belt he had retrieved from his robot and
 tossed it on a table, walked to the humming device and flipped
 a switch.  An area of the floor slowly glowed and a bright 
white door of light appeared.  The doctor walked through the
 door and vanished.  In moments he dragged a woman out 
of it.  Pervo lay the woman next to Ms Americana, then roughly
 yanked off the heroines mask.

Both women where Brenda Wade.

Ch 2

Pervo knelt between both women and caressed their breasts. 
 “All the times you have interfered in my plans, all the times you
 have stopped me…no more.”  The doctor stood and immediate
 began to strip Ms Americana.  He grunted and smiled seeing
 the perfect black triangle of pubic hair he had so dreamed of 
tasting.

Pervo piled the heroines costume next to her then stripped the 
other woman.  This Brenda Wade was in a mini skirt, halter
 top, thong and high heel shoes.  She wore no bra and to Pervo’s
 surprise, both her nipples where pierced.  

The doctor switched clothes and in no time each wore the
others garments.

The doctor stood and wiped sweat from his brow, then grinned.
  “One last thing before we end the evening.”  Pervo kicked the
 original Ms Americana’s legs apart and unzipped his pants.  

“I have dreamed of fucking you, I didn’t want it to be rape, I 
wanted you to give yourself willingly, but alas…no.”  The doctor
 slowly crawled on top of the heroine and after some grunting 
and pulling, penetrated her womanhood.

“Ugh, oh yes, your so beautiful, so heroic, and now just my play
 toy!”  Pervo licked and slobbered Ms Americana’s face, then 
mauled her huge chest.  He didn’t have a lot of time and fucked 
her with a hard uncaring tempo.   

“S…something to remember meeeee!”  The doctor pulled out 
of the heroines pussy and brutally forced his cock head in her
 mouth.  His hot cum squirted against the back of her throat.  

He panted and laughed out loud seeing the white jizz all over 
her tongue and lips.  The doctor scraped the cum off her face
 and made sure it all went in her mouth.  

He stood unsteady and grinned at the sight of her.  Pervo then
 dragged the real Brenda Wade in the energy door, returned 
without her and…flipped the switch off.  

Ch 3

Brenda Wade awoke in her mansion laying on the floor in the 
upper hall.  Her head throbbed and she realized she was not 
only unmasked, but she was in different clothes.  

She stood, stumbled, then coughed as she tasted the stale salty 
cum in her mouth.  “I’ll get you Pervo!”  Brenda spit several times
 then tried to walk on the high stiletto heels and almost fell.  With
 a swing of both legs, the shoes flew off and slid down the hall,
 falling down the stairs.  

“Jeez Brenda would you stop making so much fucking noise!” 
 The heroine jumped from the voice and slowly walked down 
the stairs stunned.  The mansion was different, the furniture was
 wrong, items in the wrong place.  She peered into one of her 
den’s and eyed a male teenager laying on a couch watching
 television.

The teenager glanced over his shoulder and then concentrated 
on the television.  “About time you got home, I didn’t see you
 come in…you better change, you know dad hates it when you
 dress like a tramp.”

Brenda still rubbed her head and was now getting angry.  
“Who are you, and why are you in my home?”  The teen laughed 
and threw some potato chips at her.  “Jezz shit, you musta done
 some shots or smoked something really nice, god Brenda, you 
need sleep.”

The heroine stomped over and lifted the teenager off the couch.
  “Who are you!”  

“Let me the fuck go Brenda, your fucking drunk or high, I don’t
 know but I’m gonna kick your ass sister or not!”  Brenda released
 him and stood stunned.  “Brother, I don’t have a brother, I’m
 getting mad now, and in a second I’m going to call the police.”

Both turned their heads as they heard someone unlocking the 
main door.  Brenda walked out to the foyer’, stopped, and almost
 cried.  Her father, General Thomas Wade walked in laughing, 
a busty blonde on his arm.  

Brenda stood dumbfounded, tears welled up in her eyes as she
 slowly walked to her father.  “D…daddy…daddy?”  Thomas no 
longer laughed, his face now took a look of anger.  “God damn
 it Brenda, I warned you to stop dressing like a…slut, you’re my 
daughter, the media, everyone see’s you!”  

The teenager walked past and scoffed at Brenda.  “See I told 
you sis, I warned you.”  Brenda couldn’t speak, her dead father 
was alive and being called sis… she never had a brother.”  
Thomas walked in and swung the blonde around and kissed
 her.  Brenda was still standing shocked.  

Thomas pulled his tie off and walked up the large central 
staircase, the blonde following.  “Brenda go to bed, we will 
discuss this tomorrow.”  Before the heroine could say anything,
 everyone had left.  She walked up the stairs and after peeking
 in several rooms, she found hers.

In her room, Brenda looked through the closet and drawers 
and shook her head seeing the wardrobe.  Everything was 
skimpy, see through and tight.  She  sat on the edge of her bed,
 closed her eyes, and almost began to cry.  Then concentrated
 on what had happened.

She remembered the fight with Pervo and the factory he had 
lured her too.  “The device, the strange device she saw before
 he gassed her.”  The heroine walked into her bathroom and 
started a hot shower, she would deal with this tomorrow.  As
 she stripped, she could hear her father in the next room.  He was
 fucking the blonde.  Now she cried.

Unknown to Brenda, her brother Jackson watched her every
 move through a drilled peep hole.  He sat in his room slowly 
pulling his rock hard cock, watching his adopted sister.  

Brenda untied the knot at the small of her back of the halter she
 wore, and flipped it off.  Jackson almost came seeing his sisters
 gigantic tits.  “Oh shit Brenda god your fucking unreal,
 someday…someday ugh ugh .”  The heroine gazed at herself
 in the mirror as she unzipped the tiny zipper which held the mini
 skirt on.  

She had no sag in her breast’s but could see the tiny scars here
 and there from her many battles.  The mini skirt fell as did her
 thong.  Jackson’s eyes couldn’t leave her pussy.  The dark 
black pubic hair, trimmed into a sexy little triangle made him drool.

She stepped in and closed the glass door.  Jackson licked his
 lips watching her squirt body wash on a large cloth.  Brenda 
worked up some suds and slowly washed her body.  Her brother
 gazed at her hands as they rubbed the lather all over the glistening
 skin of her huge breasts.  

He smiled seeing her nipples get hard as the hot water rinsed
 the soap off.  She dug the soapy cloth between her legs and rubbed
 her vagina.  Her eyes closed and Jackson gasped.  “She’s fucking
 playing with herself!”

Brenda leaned against the shower wall and slid to a sitting
 position.  The water now ran on her head and she open her 
mouth letting out a faint moan.  Her hand rubbed more vigorously
 and she used her free hand to pinch and twist her nipples.  

Jackson was pumping his cock hard now, he could feel an orgasm
 building.  “Oh not yet, oh god not yet, keep playing with yourself!”  
Brenda cried out and arched her back as she had a massive orgasm.
 Jackson grunted and as best he could kept himself quiet as he 
came shooting long streams of white cum on the floor.

He kept watching his adopted sister until she dried herself and went
 to bed.  
“I got a little bottle of Rophenol just waiting for the perfect opportunity,
 then I’m gonna fuck you silly…sis.”

Ch 4

Pervo grunted and with all his strength, lifted the new Ms Americana
 and slung her on his shoulder.  He carried her to a gurney and 
dropped her on it, then rolled her as fast as he could to another 
area of the factory.  

He swung the gurney down a hall and into a large office.  Doctor 
Pervo leaned the gurney over and the new Ms Americana rolled of
 and landed with a thud on a large couch.

The doctor moved quickly to a small lap top and checked the computer
 generated video he had made.  He had spliced several scenes
 from the original Ms Americana, when she arrived.  She had walked
 through the office and continued to the device room not seeing 
cameras which he had hidden.

The new Ms Americana moaned and slowly moved.  Pervo activated 
all the Camera’s and sat at a desk facing her.  “Wake up Ms 
Americana…wake up.”  The new Ms Americana opened her eyes 
and sat up.  “Where the fuck am I, who the fuck are you and why 
am I dressed in this stupid bikini?”  

Pervo smiled and watched as the false heroine stood on unsteady
 legs and looked at him with a glare.  Pervo now played his ace. 
 “Who are you, tell me. What’s your name?”

The new Ms Americana yanked off her mask and looked at it.  My
 name is Brenda Wade…I am not this Ms Americana…and I’m fucking
 mad!”  Pervo almost came in his pants.  He laughed and clapped, 
jumping from his chair.  “Ok Brenda you can leave, doors that way, 
follow the yellow arrows on the wall to the exit.”

Brenda looked at the man with rage, then approached him.  Pervo 
pulled a small revolver from his coat and waved it at her.  “I said
 leave, and you better hurry home, trust me…better hurry.”

She stared at the gun, then decided he was a nut job, and left.  
Pervo watched her leave and immediate sat at his lap top.  He
 replayed the video he had just made and began to edit.  In moments
 he had a video of Ms Americana standing, unmasking, and 
yelling…“My name is Brenda Wade…I am Ms Americana.”

He flipped open his cell phone and made a call.  “You ready, I told
 you…fucking story of the century!”  he looked at the lap top and hit “send.”

Brenda walked outside and immediate felt the chill of the night air.
  She looked around and saw a red, white, and blue sports car
 parked.  “I bet with this dumb get up that’s my car, although I 
remember driving my Porsche.”

She got to the car and realized she had no keys.  “No keys, shit no
 place to put keys in this get up.  How do I get it open?”  The car
 sprang to life and a voice spoke from it.  “OPEN MS AMERICANA.”
  She jumped as the cars door opened.

“Ok something is so seriously wrong, this is a joke, and it’s a bad
 one.”  She climbed in the car and closed the gull wing door.  
“Um…home?”  The car launched and she screamed as she almost 
tumbled into the back seat.  

“Shit I am in trouble, have to be, talking cars and dressed like a 
fucking flag!”  The car swerved and centered itself on the freeway 
cruising at seventy miles an hour.  “SLOW DOWN HOLY SHIT SLOW
 DOWN!”  The car reduced its speed to fifty but then a red light 
chimed on the dash.  “Unknown target in pursuit…recommend 
evasive action.”  

“Huh…evasive…huh?”  The car picked up the word evasive and 
began to swerve left and right.  Machine gun fire now hit the rear 
window and body of the car.  Loud ringing echoed and deafened
 Ms Americana.  “SHITTTTTT WHATS HAPPENINGGGGG!”  

The Liberty cars rear license plate flipped down and a small barrel
 extended.  “Aft 20 millimeter Gatling gun active.”  Huh gun…fire!”  
The patriotic auto  opened fire on the pursuing car.  The Aegis
 computer gun control system took over.  The Gatling gun fired and
 disintegrated the car and locked onto the largest part left and
 continued to fire.  The gun fired until the largest piece left was no 
bigger then a dinner plate.

“Oh shit oh shit, stop…stop firing!”  The car ceased fire but the gunfire 
continued.  Ms Americana sat up and could see a car racing up
 next to her.  “WE KNOW HOW YOU ARE NOW
 BREEEENNNNDDDDAAA!”  She screamed as the men yelling 
opened fire with a Uzi.  “STOP SHOOTING ME…I KNOW MY
 NAME IS BRENDA!”

The red white and blue car swerved and hit the approaching men. 
 Ms Americana fell into the passenger side and grabbed the seat 
belt.  “I got to do something shit, steer this thing, surrender,
 something!”  

Ms Americana climbed in the seat and grabbed the steering
 wheel.  She looked down and screamed seeing no accelerator
 or brake.  “SHIT OH SHIIIITTT!”  The car suddenly rocketed
 ahead of the gunmen and she could hear something whirring
 behind her.  She looked over her shoulder and a cylinder fired
 out the right side of the car.  The object stuck into a telephone 
pole and a cable fired across the street, from the cylinder’s
 end, to another pole.  

Ms Americana watched as the gunmen approached, then the
 cable twanged tight.  The car roof and all the heads of the 
gunmen where chopped off by the wire.  

“Oh my fucking god, this is a fucking nightmare!”

Ch 5

Brenda awoke and walked down the stairs of the mansion to
 again see her long dead father.  He sat eating breakfast at a huge
 table, the same blonde sitting next to him.  Jackson was just 
finishing and walked past her.  He glanced at her ass as he passed
 and remembered her moaning last night.  

She sat and didn’t eat, still looking at the blonde.  Thomas Wade
 smiled and swallowed some coffee.  “Her name is Sasha and 
she is my new girlfriend…Brenda.”  

“Sasha…what happen to mom?”  Wade’s eyes narrowed as he
 put his coffee cup down.  “You know she is dead, you know she 
drank herself to death…the same road your heading…I never 
should have adopted you!”  Brenda was confused and almost 
cried out in anger.  

She stood and glared at her father.  “I don’t know what the fuck is
 happening, your suppose to be dead…I don’t have a brother and
 I am Ms…Ms…I am someone else!”

Sasha laughed and pointed to Brenda.  “I think she has lost it, I told
 you, drugs and alcohol would get her.”  Brenda walked to Sasha
 and made a fist, her knuckles popped as she did.  “Sasha, I may 
be in a different place, but I do know I have the skill to really really 
hurt you.”

The blonde cowered toward Thomas and hugged him.  “BRENDA
 YOU BACK OFF, THIS MAY BE YOUR FUTURE STEP MOM!”  
Brenda unclenched her fist, looked at her father, then stomped 
back upstairs.

The rest of the day, Brenda sat at her computer searching for any 
answers.  All she got was more bad news.  “No heroines…none,
 no Got Gal, no Lady Midnight…nothing!”  This must be another
 reality, another world, Pervo caused this…but I have no idea what to do.”  

It was late and Brenda walked to the kitchen to get a bottle of
 water.  She met her father as he also walked in, in his
 pajama’s to the kitchen.  “Have you settled down, I mean what
 you did to Sasha…that was uncalled for.”  

Brenda had to figure this world out and to start…she needed to
 not make any enemies, especially her father.  She still felt such
 a warm feeling in her heart to see him alive.  “I’m sorry…dad…I…”
  Thomas hugged his daughter and smiled.  Its ok, just relax, give 
her a chance.”

Wade went to the refrigerator and poured her a large glass of water. 
 He handed it to her and kissed her cheek.  “I’m going to bed, you
 better as well.”

Brenda walked to her room, drank the water and climbed in her bed.  

An hour later, Thomas Wade unlocked Brenda’s door with his
 passkey and stood over her.  He grasped the blanket and slowly
 drew it down revealing her tall body clad in a white T-shirt and
 lace panties.  He dropped the blanket and  filled both his hands
 with her huge tits.  

“You didn’t see me dope your water as I poured it, I’m sorry Brenda,
 I was a  kind and loving father when I adopted you, but you grew 
into…such a luscious woman.”  Wade hooked his fingers in the 
T-shirt edge and drew it up and over her 38G jugs.

Thomas smiled and leaned down, capturing one nipple then the
 other between his teeth.  The brown nipples sprang up and hard
 in his mouth and although unconscious, Brenda moaned.  He 
sucked and chewed the wrinkled firm skin, at times seeing a tiny
 white bead of milk.

“Every time I see you, I cant stop looking at your body, you’re my 
daughter, but so fucking hot!”  Wade pinched both her nipples 
and pulled them, stretching them as far as he could.  Brenda
 moaned then lightly cried out.  Thomas released them smiling 
as her enormous tits bounced and drips of milk ran down her side.

He stood and dropped his robe, his huge cock standing at attention. 
 With a grunt, he sat on top of his drugged daughter.  “Forgive
 me Brenda, I cant control myself, I need this.”  Wade pushed 
his cock between his daughter’s breast’s and slowly tit fucked her.

His hands mashed and kneaded the mammoth globes of skin,
 squeezing them around his dick.  The warmth and smooth skin
 rubbing against his cock made Thomas moan and moan.

“Oh god damn…I want to put it…put it in you…but no, I cant, this
 will have to dooooo!”  Wade felt the scalding hot cum building up
 in his balls.  He continued to slide his dick between her tits and 
glanced as Sasha walked in nude.  

Her breasts where not as large as Brenda’s, 38DD, but she had 
enough to please Thomas.  The tall blonde climbed on the bed 
and stood, her smooth hairless vagina wavering in front of Wade’s
 mouth.  “Eat me you pig, eat me while you tit fuck your daughter!”  

Thomas growled and buried his face between Sasha’s legs.  The
 Nordic blonde cried out and grabbed Wade’s hair.  His tongue 
slid deep between the folds of her labia and drank all the juices
 flowing down his tongue.  

Sasha continued to cry out and mashed his head harder between
 her legs.  Her cries built up to a huge orgasm as she shook, 
almost falling off the bed.  

Wade leaned back and squirted his jizz all over his daughter’s 
face.  Brenda quietly moaned, her face flinched as the hot cum
 covered her eyes then mouth.  

Thomas sat back and panted, gasping for air.  “I’m sorry baby, 
your just so god damn sexy, I cant control myself.”  Thomas 
walked nude to his daughters bathroom and grabbed a wash 
cloth.  

Sasha stepped off the bed and watched him walk away.  She
 leaned down and roughly grabbed Brenda’s throat with her
 hands.  Her fingers gradually closed and she grinned seeing
 the helpless woman’s tongue stick out and her skin turning blue.

She heard Wade returning back so she released her grip.  

He wiped his daughters face clean and stood staring at her
 sleeping.  Sasha caressed his now hardening cock and 
whispered in his ear.  “You know you want to fuck her…her
 tight pussy, your daughter’s tight pussy.”  

He looked, looked again, then couldn’t resist.  Wade pinched
 the strands of  panty material on her hips and slid them off. 
 “I shouldn’t god I shouldn’t…”  Thomas climbed in bed with
 his daughter and Sasha directed his cock to her wet hole. 
 Without hesitation, he plunged his now erect cock in her pussy.

Brenda let out a guttural grunt and gasped.  Wade wasted no
 time and began to pound his daughter, fuck her madly.  
“OH GOD OH GOD UGH UGH UGH I CANT, BUT I CANT STOP!” 
 Sasha watched Brenda’s huge tits bounce and roll up and
 down.  She grabbed one and pinched the orb.  Milk squirted
 out onto her face and she laughed licking and drinking the
 mothers milk.

“IM FUCKING MY DAUGHTER…I’M CUMMING!”  Thomas
closed his eyes and thrust deep in his daughters vagina.  
He felt each squirt of sperm rich cum splash deep in her womb.  

“Oh gggod, I shouldn’t…I hope she doesn’t get pregnant.’

Ch 6

Ms Americana’s Liberty car screeched to a halt in a hidden
 tree area behind her mansion.  She stepped out and slid her
 mask on.  “Might as well, it matches the stupid outfit.”  She 
could see hundreds of bullet dents and the rear window was
 destroyed.  

The new heroine walked as best she could in the boots she
 now wore and followed a well worn trail to a door leading into
 the mansion basement.  She grasped the doorknob and 
screamed from a jolt of electricity which knocked her backwards
 on her ass.  

The door opened and several men in odd costumes ran out. 
 One wore a bright blue leotard with lightning bolts all over it.  
“Well well, hello Ms Americana…or should I say Brenda Wade!”
  The heroine was stunned and could only see stars.  She 
glanced at her hand and could see it was badly burned and
 she began to cry uncontrollably.  

“Ooooo boo hoo, look guys, Brenda is crying…the whole world
 knows now, its all over the news, internet…everywhere…
Brenda Wade is Ms Americana!”  Every villain you ever dealt
 with is after you, shit one mob boss has a one million bounty 
on your head.”

The costumed attacker walked to her and stomped a boot 
on her stomach.  Ms Americana doubled over and gasped for
 air.  “But I ELECTRODUDE have captured you!”

Ms Americana grabbed at the leg of her attacker.  “I don’
t know…who the fuck you are, and I don’t know who the fuck
 Ms Americana is…but your trespassing!”  

Another man, dressed in black and wearing a mask reared
 back and backhanded the heroine.  She cried out and spun
 in the air landing on a picnic table.  “BlackWarrior says shut 
the fuck up cunt, its over your crime fighting career is over, 
your dead, you understand…dead!”

Ms Americana slowly slid off the table to a standing position.
  She could see more men walking from the tree line.  She 
counted twenty in all and she realized they where right…she
 was dead.

Electrodude smiled and casually reached over and slid her
mask off and dropped it at her feet.  “Now…Brenda…take 
off your costume.”

She was shaking and had no choice.  The defeated woman
 reached behind her back and unhooked her top.  It popped
 off and her gigantic tits stood out proud and firm.  The
 sounds of whistles and gasps echoed around her.  

Each man took his turn raping her.  BlackWarrior was first,
 throwing her face first across the table and sodomizing 
her.  Brenda screamed and screamed until she lost her
 voice.  One man wrenched her head up and gagged he
r with his cock.  “Suck it suck it bitch!”  

A midget jumped on the picnic table and kicked her in the 
mouth.  She screamed and struggled to get free.  She spit
 out blood and watched in horror as the midget opened his
 pants and a eleven inch hard dick dropped out.

Ms Americana screamed and now fought the men who held
 her.  “YOUR NOT STICKING THAT THING IN ME…
NOOOOOOOO…ARGHHHHH!”  The midget stepped on her
 head, back and dropped between her legs.  Chilli Ice, a 
villain in white cheered the little man on.  “Nail her Mister 
Biggins, fuck the bitch, make her scream!”  

The dwarf grinned and dropped all his weight and forced all
 eleven inches into her pussy in one stab.  Ms Americana 
shrieked and clawed at the wooden picnic table.  Every time
 Mister Biggins drove into her, Electrodude yanked her ankles
 backwards making her scream louder.   

All night, most of the next day, the men took turns.  After 
thirteen hours of rape, the men where tired and most where 
raiding the mansion.  Electrodude, Black Warrior and Chilli 
Ice stood around the fallen woman.  Brenda coughed and 
copious amounts of cum poured from her mouth.

Warrior carefully lifted her head trying not to get jizz on his hands.
  “I say we cap the bitch, drag her body back to Boss Nasty and
 get our reward.”  He dropped her head with a disgusting glop
 sound and pulled out a handgun from his coat.

White mist emanated from Chill’s hand.  “Let me ice the bitch,
 I can freeze her, and we can watch her die slowly!”  Electrodude
 stopped them both and grinned an evil grin.  “I think we should
 clean out the mansion first, grab all the gold, silver and anything
 else…then kill her.”  

Chill and Warrior agreed and walked to the mansion as Electro
 tied Ms Americana up.  As he tied her, he watched the two men
 laughing and enter the mansion then whispered to the heroine.

“I’m taking you to your bank, your going to empty your account 
and make me fucking rich, if you cooperate, I will set you free.”  

“I…I’m not helping yyyou…your going to kill me anyway…I didn’t 
do anything to any of yyyyou.”

“You will cooperate or I will take you to Delta Correctional Facility
 and personally throw you over the wall.”

Electro grabbed her hair and pulled her up to face him.  “If you
 think what we did is bad, just imagine over three hundred inmates
 wanting revenge!”

Brenda slowly nodded yes, she had no choice.  Electro tossed her
 a bucket of rags to clean herself.  “Get dressed, we will take your car.”

Ms Americana still shaking grasped the steering wheel and
 slowly drove towards town.  Electro sat in front with the heroine
 and casually pinched and played with her breasts.  

“I was the first…I was the first to fuck you in your tight pussy…
I bet you got off on my cock in you didn’t you?’  She ignored him 
and concentrated on the road but was having problems, the 
windshield was blurry.

Her eyes focused on a faint heads up display which due to her 
position, she could only see.  
“Unknown individual…hostile?…Y-N

She concentrated on the “Y” and the heads up display blinked off.  

Electro peeled the cup down on her right breast and lightly
 pinched and pulled her nipple.  “After I get your money, maybe
 we have a nice goodbye fuck.”  Ms Americana began to shake
 again in terror.  Then she heard a explosion next to her and
 the car filled with smoke.  

The passenger seat and roof where gone as was Electrodude. 
 She looked behind her and saw the villain land in front of a 
bus which was following her.  He screamed for just a second
 before it killed him.

Ch 7

Brenda awoke the next morning sore and tired.  She ignored
 the slight burning sensation between her legs and showered
 and dressed.  The mansion was empty and she sat drinking 
coffee thinking what to do.  

“Ok I am in another…world, something…my father is alive, 
I have a brother and there is no super hero’s to be heard of.”
  She stood and paced the kitchen sipping the hot beverage.  

“In this world, I seem to have been a drinking party slut and 
dressed the part.”  She set her coffee down and jumped when
 her cell phone rang.  “Hello?”

The voice on the phone was male and to Brenda sounded sexy.
  “Hi Bren…its me Doug…remember we had a date last night, 
you didn’t show up?”  Brenda closed her eyes and tried her best
 to sound sincere.  

“I’m sorry Doug I got caught up in a family crisis, um how are you?”  

“I’m fine, how about I come get you and we have an early dinner
 and some drinks.”  Brenda had a million things to do, from 
study of this new world to buying new clothes, but she needed 

to unwind.
“Ok Doug, how about seven, that sound good?”  Doug agreed
 and she closed the phone.

Doug turned out to be a handsome corporate lawyer and Brenda
 although nervous, seemed to get along with him.  Brenda had 
been a superhero many years and was intelligent, and street 
savvy.  But she was not a drinker and Doug had been buying her
 drinks all through dinner.

He smiled seeing her down her fourth Mai Tai and slipping the bar
 tender a good tip, continued to make the drinks stronger.  As the
 night progressed, he manipulated Brenda out of the dinner club
 and to his car.  

She grinned and laughed when her heel of her shoe broke.  
“I think I drank to much…its been a really bad week for me…can
 you take me home?”  Doug helped her out of high heels, into his
 car and buckled her seat belt.  His eyes locked on the hard
 bumps her nipples made in her top.

“We can go to my place, its closer and I can make you some 
coffee.”  She shook her head no but this just made her dizzy and
 she cackled with laughter.  “You know…I’ll tell you a secret…
I’m a superhero…I…am Ms Americana!”

Doug smiled and patted her knee, leaving his hand on her.  “I’ll 
keep your secret, don’t worry.”  She leaned her head back and
 closed her eyes which made the world spin.  “I don’t feel so
 good, I think I’m drunk, I’m not a drinker.”

Doug pulled a joint from his pocket and lit it.  “Your not a drinker,
 but do you smoke?”  Brenda’s looked at the joint and smiled. 
 “That’s illegal, I don’t do drugs, its not right.”  Doug pressed the
 cigarette to her lips and she involuntarily took a drag.

She coughed and laughed at the same time, her world was out
 of control.  Doug gave her the joint which she smoked and drove 
to his condominium.  It took effort to get her to the apartment half 
carrying her, half guiding her.

She staggered in the apartment and looked around. 
 “This…th…this is nice, I like it.”  She leaned on a breakfast bar
 and tried to focus on what her date was doing.  Instead of coffee,
 he handed her a glass of wine.  

She took the glass and with one tip, drained it.  He refilled the 
glass several times and watched her empty them as quick.  
Doug grinned, walked behind her and several candles.  He 
turned and his eyes fixed on her large firm ass held within a 
tight red dress.

She was still staring into the kitchen so Doug leaned down to 
light a candle, but instead glanced under her skirt.  He licked 
his lips seeing the light pink lace thong, its cord up between
 her ass cheeks.

Brenda let the wine glass fall from her fingers to the counter.  
It chimed as it rolled away and stopped.  Doug was now behind
 her, one arm around her waist, he leaned her back and 
kissed her neck.  She sighed and involuntarily ran one hand 
through his hair, the other searched out his crotch.

“I shouldn’t…I need to f…find a way back…but oh it feels so good.”
  Doug ignored her comments and continued to kiss and bite 
her neck.  He slid his hand from her stomach up to cup one 
of her massive tits.  His hard on pressed against her ass and
 he began to slowly grind.

“Make…oh make love to me…don’t hurt me please…”  Doug 
pulled Brenda’s skirt up and his fingers dug under her thong. 
 Her trimmed pussy hairs where soaked and his finger easily
 found the pearl of her clit.  The moment he began to rub
 Brenda’s legs collapsed and she cried out.

Doug dragged her to a large couch and let her drop onto her 
back.  He never stopped rubbing her clit.  Brenda’s legs spread
 wide and she pinched her nipples through her top.  “Damn
 Brenda looks like you’re the slut everyone said you where.”  
Doug remembered his friend Carter who had taken Brenda
 to a ski trip in the mountains.  He told Doug they never touched 
snow, he fucked her every waking moment they where at the resort.

She arched her back and moaned, licking her lips as she
 felt an orgasm building.  “I…I’m a slut,  yes use me…oh god
 it feels so good!”  Doug continued to rub her clit as his free
 hand struggled to open her dress.

His hand was drenched in her juice and the wet sound it made 
almost made him cum in his pants.  Brenda opened her
 eyes wide and clenched her teeth.  She wailed and her 
body shook as she came.  “Oh gggggggooooddd, yessssss
…oh god, I cant move…so weak.”

To Doug’s surprise, she just lay there panting, her body went
 limp.  He quickly untied the sash of her dress and pulled the 
thin red silk outfit off, tossing it aside.  She now had nothing 
but her high heels, a thong and a huge pink lace bra.

She smiled and through drunk eyes looked at him.  “Your taking
 advantage of me…I’m…I’m drunk…this…this is rape.”  
Doug was now concerned, he knew she was drunk but he 
thought she was drunk enough to fuck.

“Brenda…you told me to make love to you, that’s all I am doing.” 
 She closed her eyes and shook her head to clear it.  Doug had 
one chance, a risky one but his only chance.  He ran to his 
bedroom and grabbed a small box from his nightstand.

Brenda was still trying to clear her head and didn’t see Doug
 with a spoon and a lighter preparing a shot of…heroin.  
“Doug…I’m sorry…my head…I want to go home.”  She was 
numb and the more she tried to clear her head, the more dizzy
 she became.

Brenda didn’t feel the rubber tube being stretched around her
 arm, or the prick of the needle.  Doug secured the needle and
 other items and watched as Brenda gasped and her eyes
 rolled up in her head.

“Have a nice trip Brenda…have a nice trip.”  She lay there in 
euphoria, everything was colors and swirls.  Brenda didn’t 
see Doug stripping, his cock bounced rock hard as he pulled
 his boxers off.

He grabbed her ankles and tossed her shoes aside.  
“Carter told me you swallow, he said you love cum, and you 
don’t take the pill, well I don’t wear rain coats, so lets hope 
you don’t get knocked up.”  

He licked his lips looking at the soaking wet thong wrinkled 
and stuck up her pussy.  Doug peeled it off and sucked the 
wet juices from the lace material.  With a grunt, he flipped one
 leg over the top of the couch and dropped between her legs.  

Her labia was puffed up and glistened in the dim light.  His 
fingers pulled the fleshy lips apart and juice flowed out onto
 his chin.  Doug rammed his mouth into her cunt and chewed 
her clit.  Even drugged, Brenda cried out and her body trembled.

“Oh god…your delicious Brenda…oh…so sweet.”  He pushed
 his tongue as deep as it would go, his arms wrapped around 
her thighs.  She moaned and drool ran from her mouth.  Doug 
ate and chewed her pussy, his teeth nipping the skin of her clit.  

Brenda screamed, her head arched back as another 
orgasm tore through every nerve in her body.  Doug stood
 and grabbed a handful of her thick black hair.  He yanked 
her head up and fumbled with the hooks of her bra.  “Oh…
ugh…I feel oh god…wow.”  The last hook released and her
 lace bra flipped off and onto the floor.

Doug dropped to his knees and sucked and pulled on 
Brenda’s huge tits.  “God all the guys told me about your 
fucking jugs…so damn big!”  As he molested her chest, 
Doug pushed his fingers in her wet pussy, first one then
 two, soon…the whole hand.

He pumped his hand in and out enjoying the wet gush
 sound it made.  Brenda lost control again and came.  Doug
 leaned up and kissed her lips.  His tongue found her and
 they licked and sucked each other.

He broke the kiss and looked in her doped eyes.  
“Say it…say it, tell me.”  Brenda whispered, her throat hoarse
 from screaming.  “Fuck me.”

Doug jerked his wet hand out and immediately drove his
 cock deep in her pussy.  She cried out and wrapped her 
arms around him, her mouth kissing his neck.  He didn’t
 intend to make love to her, he ground his cock in her and
 began to pound the drugged woman.

He fucked her for over an hour finally letting a deluge of cum
 fill her womb.  “God you where everything the guys said,
 I wish I didn’t have to shoot ya with smack but I was getting
 some pussy period.”  

Brenda mumbled something incoherent and closed her
 eyes.  Doug stood up and stretched, yawning and grinning
 at the flow of cum pouring out of her pussy.  “I got you good,
 never came inside a woman, they always want ya to use a 
rubber or pull out…it felt good.”

He took a shower, dressed, then redressed Brenda and 
took her home.  Doug carried her to the main door of the 
mansion and pulled the gold chain for the bell.  Jackson
 her brother answered and shook his head seeing her.

Ch 8

“She had to much to drink and I wanted to make sure she
 got home safely.”  Jackson could see she wasn’t just 
drunk, she was unconscious.  “Shit what she drink, a keg?”
  Doug carried her up to her room and plopped her on her
 bed.  He left smiling at the thought he could now go to his
 bar friends and brag about banging Brenda Wade.

Jackson wasted no time after Doug left and ran upstairs
 to look at his sister.  He patted her cheek then shook her
 to wake her.  Brenda moaned and mumbled.  Jackson got
 closer and gasped hearing her.  “Rape all you guys do is
 hurt and rape me.”  

He stayed close to her face while his hand drifted between
 her legs.  She had no panties on and her pussy was wet
 and sticky.  “I guess Doug got him some, that’s why your
 all wet and gooey.”

He flipped up her skirt and shook his head seeing her pubic
 hair all matted and clumped with cum.  “Well maybe the 
backdoor is clean.” Brenda groaned as Jackson rolled her
 on her belly and lightly whistled seeing her ass cheeks
 jiggle and bounce.

“Damn sis, god you have a nice ass.”  The teenager pulled 
her buttocks apart and gazed at her tight dark brown hole.  
He rubbed his finger tips around the wrinkled skin of her 
anus and gradually pushed a digit in.

Brenda moaned and gasped, feeling the intrusion.  “Tight, 
fucking tight, be like fucking a keyhole.”  Jackson fished around 
in Brenda’s bed side table and produced a large flesh 
colored dildo and a tube of jelly.  “I’ve seen you use this 
so many times peeping at you, so now I’ll use it to stretch
 you a bit.”

He squirted the jelly over its surface and with a brutal shove,
 sunk four inches of plastic in her ass.  She lightly cried 
out, her ass cheeks flexed together tight.  “No, no bitch 
your taking it, this is my only chance, and your taking it…then me.”

Jackson pushed then pulled the dildo until most of the 
eight inches where  slipping into her body.  The squirt 
sound it made, caused him to unzip and pull out his stiff 
cock.  With his free hand, Jackson applied jelly to his
 dick and got ready to sodomize his sister.

With a yank, he pulled the dildo out and marveled at her 
asshole gaping open.  Jackson climbed on her back and
 pushed his cock in her ass.  It took effort but in moments
 he had eight inches sliding in and out of her. 
 “Oh shiiitttt…god your fucking tight, god damn!”

The teenager shoved both hands under her and mauled
 her huge breasts.  He used all the control he could from
 not losing it and cumming to soon.  “N…no, cant cum yet,
 this may be my only chance to fuck…my sister ha ha ha!”

After an hour, Jackson grabbed two handfuls of hair and
 began to pile drive Brenda’s ass.  “IM CUMMING…
OH DAMN ARGHHHHH!”  He trembled and shoved as
 deep as he could shooting cum deep in her bowels.  
He jittered and shook as the last of his sperm dripped out
 of his cock and into her rectum.

Jackson groaned and got off of her.  He wiped his cock off 
with her bed sheet and pulled her skirt down.  “Shit you wake
 up, all your going to think is Doug boned you silly, wait till I
 tell my friends, I fucked my sister.”  Doug closed his sisters
 bedroom door and went to take a shower.

Ch 9

Ms Americana drove for a while then stopped and began 
to scream and cry.  “I’M GOING FUCKING CRAZY…THIS IS 
CRAZY!”  She thought then remembered the factory and the
 weird guy.  “Um…car…can you take me back to the factory?”  


The car sprang to life and tore through the streets as Ms 
Americana hung on inside.  In a short time the car stopped 
right where it had been parked before.  She got out and 
cautiously walked inside.  

The factory was lit by small emergency lights and visibility was
 dim.  She moved as best she could remember and found
 the room with the odd device.  The machine seemed simple 
and had minimal controls.  She flipped what looked like a
 “on” and off switch and jumped as a door made of light appeared.

She slowly moved to it and walked in to find herself in her 
bedroom and gasped seeing…herself on her bed.  Ms 
Americana moved to Brenda and rolled her onto her back. 
 She looked and could see the small red blood dot of an 
injection.  She could also smell the pungent aroma of cum.

“Shit, you’re the real um Americana woman and I need to 
stay here.  She thought to just drag the woman into her own
 world and close the door.  But looking at her she realized, 
they had both been raped.  She wanted to help.

Ms Americana reared back and slapped Brenda several times.
  She groaned then after the third slap, blocked the next hit and
 shook her head.  “Ok…Ok…what the fuck, my ass, my vagina, 
god he raped me.”  She slowly focused and sat stunned 
seeing…herself.

“You…your me but not me, what happened?”  Ms Americana
 slipped off the mask and handed to Brenda.  “Look this is 
yours as is the funky outfit, everyone has been trying to kill 
me yelling “We know who you are now, its all over the
 television and internet” um lets trade back.”

Brenda trembled and shook in terror.  “Pervo, he got you to
 unmask didn’t he, he got you to unmask and recorded it!”  
Ms Americana stood and flexed, her ass was still burning 
raw from earlier.  Pervo, a small guy, bald, a little weird, yea
 I took off the mask, why?”

Brenda stood and almost fell, her anus was on fire.  “In my 
world, I am a superhero, my father…is dead, I have no brother,
 and now I have no life, they will kill me.”  Ms Americana 
motioned to the still lit energy door.  “They are all over the 
mansion, over fifty people in weird costumes and such, 
and some guy named Boss Nasty.”

Brenda ran a hot shower and looked at her alter ego. 
 “I have an idea, you need to help me, if it works, we can 
just go back to our worlds and end this.”  Ms Americana 
nodded and stripped as did Brenda.

Both women stood looking at each other and couldn’t 
control the feeling inside.  The shower started out simple,
 then each suds each other up.  In moments, they began to 
kiss and lick each other.  “God you know exactly where I
 like to be licked, sucked!”

The short shower lasted an hour as each Brenda brought 
each other to orgasm after orgasm.

Ch 10

Chilli and Black Warrior stood in the middle of the mansion 
watching men collecting gold silver and jewels, then piling 
them on a table in the foyer.  Standing with them was a huge
 man in a black suit, his cane spinning in his hand.  

“Boss Nasty, we still haven’t found Electro, he ran off with 
the Wade bitch, I think he just took her somewhere to get 
some more pussy.”  The boss man walked and glanced 
at the gold.  “I don’t care, she is dead, every goon is after 
her, just finish raiding the place, then we torch it.”

None of the men noticed the faint mist floating through
 the mansion.  Some passed out immediately, other slowly 
fell and crawled yelling in anger.  Boss Nasty was on all
 fours when he saw her, saw Ms Americana wearing a 
gas mask.  

“Your dead…Brenda…we know now.”  Nasty gasped 
seeing Brenda Wade also wearing a gas mask walk 
out and stand next to Ms Americana.  “Pervo’s grenades
 work wonderful, as a matter of fact, I think Pervo is passed
 out in your bedroom!”

Ms Americana and Brenda Wade smiled and answered 
questions from the media as the police celebrated the
 biggest arrest of felons in Delta City history.  Brenda Wade
 smiled and spoke to reporters.  “As you can see the rumor
 of me  being a superhero are wrong, myself and the great
 Ms Americana planned this for a long time.”

The news was electrifying, Ms Americana’s identity was
 still secret.

That night, both women Said goodbye and hugged.  Ms 
Americana watched as her alter ego passed into her world.
  She flipped off the device, then destroyed it.