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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, and torture.

Ch 1

Tanya O’Donnel screeched in agony into her pillow as someone penetrated her ass with a
 huge cock.  She felt it probe her anus, just the tip of the cock, then it pushed in slowly.  Her
 teeth chattered and she cried into the silk pillow, biting the material.  

“Pl…pl…ease no, your to big, I am ripping!!!”  She felt the pain of her anus tearing and warm
 blood dripped onto her thigh.  The man grunted into her ear and pushed harder making her 
cry out loud.  Tears streamed down her face and dripped on the silk pillow making her sight 
blurred.  

Her head began to hit the headboard as the assailant started to viciously pound her with his
 cock.  She wailed in pain and screamed obscenities at her rapist but her hands where tied
 to the rails of the bed and she was immobile.  

The rapist grunted, moaned and leaned down biting her neck.  She turned to see him as he 
ejaculated and gasped seeing her father.  Tanya awoke from her nightmare.  She sat in her
 bed panting and covered in sweat, her eyes gaping open.  “I’m going insane, every fucking
 night a nightmare.”

The young heroine sat looking out the window at the stars dreaming of a normal life, a
 boyfriend, maybe a child.  She couldn’t sleep now and she had nightmares every night for
 a month.  She knew it was because she had been Got Gal almost every waking moment lately.  
She closed her eyes and imagined her costume.  “I wont put that fucking thing back on, but
 what do I do, I need to do something…or I will go crazy.”

She pulled off her nightgown, let it fall to the floor, and walked to her closet and pulled out a
 small tight red dress.  In moments, she was dressed and out the door to the nearest bar.  

The Oak’s was a small dive of a place frequented by people who had two things on their
 mind, to get drunk, or find someone to fuck.  She walked in and immediate sat at the bar 
and ordered a double scotch.

Eyeing her at the end of the bar sat a man with a small goatee and baseball cap twisted 
sideways.  Tanya upended the glass and swallowed the liquor in one shot.  She grimaced
 at the burn but ordered another.

She smiled when the bartender gave her her drink and pointed out the man who had paid for
 it.  O’Donnel brought the drink up in a toast and smiled her best “come fuck me” smile.  The
 man stood and moved behind her glancing at her perfect round ass, then sat next to her.

She smiled and stopped him before he introduced himself.  “Hi I am Tanya, and thank you
 for the drink, I am sort of in a sad mood.”  The man frowned and sipped his drink and smiled. 
 “I know who you are, I watch the news, damn your more beautiful in person.  My name is 
Mitch, I was sitting there and could just tell you where bummed about something, can I help?”

Tanya upended her drink again and as she set the glass down, she took a quick look at his
 crotch and grinned at its size.  “No, you cant help, I just need to relax, I cant sleep, nightmares.”  

Mitch bought her another drink and could already tell she couldn’t hold her liquor, she was
 getting drunk.  “Nightmares suck, I get em sometimes, bet yours aren’t as bad as mine.” 
 She laughed and snickered then sipped her third drink.  “That’s a bet I could easily win.”

Both sat and laughed, drank more Scotch and talked about their troubles with Tanya avoiding
 anything that could bring up Got Gal.  She smiled and leaned over to Mitch and ran a
 fingertip across his neck.  “Your cute, I’m..lonely, and dr…drunk, I think I need help to a cab.”

Mitch helped her to her feet and out the door, but instead of helping her to a cab, he 
maneuvered her to his car.  “What’s this…oooo, your tricking me!”  She turned and leaned
 against the trunk and Mitch gradually dropped to his knees and put his head under her skirt.  

Tonya wore red lace panties to match her dress and Mitch pulled them down her luscious legs. 
 O’Donnel was about to protest but the feeling of hands on her body, hands not hitting her or
 trying to kill her…felt exquisite.

ch 2


Mitch looked at perfect tiny triangle of pubic hair just above her clit.  He buried his face between
 her legs and Tanya gasped and threw her head back in ecstasy.  “Oh…oh…god yesss…
eat meeeee!”  Mitch pulled her pussy lips apart and concentrated his tongue on her small pink clit.  

Tonya fell back on the trunk and twisted her nipples through the dress.  She closed her eyes
 tight and the world spun as her body in its drunk stupor, shuddered in a massive orgasm. 
 Mitch continued to eat her cunt until he felt her cum again.  He stood, unzipped his jeans and
 dug out his rock hard cock.  

 Tanya pulled him down and kissed him, their tongues licked and tasted each other.  She
 licked and bit his neck then ear.  She could feel his cock head pushing against her pussy. 
 “F…fuck me, hurt me.”  Mitch shoved his cock in till his balls slapped against her ass. 
 She couldn’t keep herself quiet, Tanya screamed and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Mitch pulled the red dress material aside and gazed at 38G tits.  He leaned down and hungrily
 bit and sucked each of her large brown nipples.  The car creaked as he slammed his cock in 
her over and over with as much force as he could.  Tanya had her head buried in his shoulder
 screaming in absolute bliss.  

Mitch could feel his cum boiling inside his balls, he was going to orgasm, orgasm into THE 
Tanya O’Donnel!  She could feel his pace increase, even drunk, she didn’t want cum inside 
her.  “In my mouth…ugh…ugh…cum in my mouth, I want to taste your jizz.”  

The sound of her words threw Mitch over the edge.  He grunted and pulled out of her wet pussy.
  Tanya  slid to the asphalt and captured the mans cock in her lips.  Hot cum squirted against 
the back of her throat and she licked and slathered the white spooge with her tongue.  

Mitch cried out and held her head in place, pumping his dick in her mouth.   Tanya sucked on
 the cock like a straw and emptied it swallowing all his juice.  He fell back a step, his wet dick
 popped out of her mouth.  “God damn your fucking awesome, I’ve never had a fuck that good!”  

Tanya purred and rubbed her clit looking up at him with a smile.  “Come home with me, stay 
with me, you can fuck me anytime you want.”  Mitch smiled and remembered he had slipped 
his wedding ring off and put it in his jeans pocket.  “I cant, I need to go, thanks for the…fuck…your hot.”  

Tonya was about to say something when Mitch walked away zipping his pants.  She sat in the 
dark parking lot and just stared into the night.  “That’s all that happens, either they rape me,
 try to kill me, or just use me.”  

She stood and suddenly started to cry.  Her emotions where out of control and she couldn’t stop
 crying.  Tonya staggered drunk to a wall and struck it several times screaming into the night. 
 “FUCK ALL OF YOU…SEE IF I HELP YOU ANYMORE WHEN YOU NEED ME!”

She heard the crunching of footsteps behind her and turned thinking Mitch had returned.  Instead
 she stood before a police officer.  “Ms O’Donnel, um, I am Officer Wilmond, I think its time to
 go home.”  Tanya staggered towards the officer and fixed her dress.  “You know me, do you see
 me on television…I bet you want to fuck me.”

The cop motioned to his partner to come over and help him.  “Ms O’Donnel, I think you need
 some rest, lets go to the station and you can sleep it off.”  She  was mad now, she swung out at
 the officer and missed hitting him by inches.  “ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS RAPE ME YOU FUCKING 
ASSHOLE!”  

The officer stepped back and she nearly fell trying to hit him again.  She suddenly screamed and
 fell to the ground convulsing.  The officers partner, Dan Smith, had shot her with a taser.  “Damn,
 that’s Tanya O’Donnel, INN anchor woman, shit I always thought she was sort of straight laced, 
guess she is just a booze whore”

The officer she had attacked walked over and picked up her panties, then quietly pocketed them.
  “She is drunk and disorderly, she goes to the drunk tank.”  Both officers picked Tanya up and 
guided her towards the patrol car.  She was passing out slowly and slurring threats and cussing
 at them both.  Smith held the door as Wilmond sat in the back with her.  

ch 3

Tanya leaned on the officer and she mumbled about her life and always alone.  Wilmond pushed
 her up to a sitting position and making sure Smith was looking at the road, squeezed her left tit.  

Tonya passed out and a nightmare began.  She was suspended from a ceiling face down by chains
 on her wrists and ankles, two vacuum hoses ran from her large brown areola’s.  Milk Man, the
 dreaded collector of heroines breast milk stood nude laughing at her.  “Its time Got Gal, the milk
 collection units I will use on you will not only suck your tits dry, they will permanently disfigure those
 massive mammary glands!”

He flipped a switch on both milking units and Got Gal screamed in agony as her nipples stretched
 in the suction cups.  Milk Man walked behind her suspended body and thrust his cock deep into her
 pussy.  The heroine grit her teeth from the pain and closed her eyes.  She screamed in pain and 
anger at the rapist.  “I give up, you win, milk me, rape me, then kill me!”  

Got Gal panted and looked in terror as more white milk gushed from her nipples then she had ever
 seen before. 

Her eyes gaped open in shock as her huge breasts shrunk, and shrunk, then wrinkled until they 
resembled two large hanging raisins.  Milk Man groaned and shook from his orgasm.  “Ugh yesss, 
that’s it, cum inside you and your breasts, ruined forever.  He strolled around to her head and yanked
 it up by her blonde tresses.  “And killing you will be a pleasure.”  The rapist grabbed her chin and hair
 and twisted abruptly, breaking her neck.

Got Gal saw a flash and she was suddenly laying under a mutoid, his huge green cock deep inside
 her body.  “No…get out…don’t rape meeee!”  The creature pounded her making her gigantic tits 
bounce into her face.  “Arghhhhh seed her…seed the brood mother.”  He grunted in her ear and she
 could feel the steaming hot cum spew out of her pussy as the mutoid ejaculated.  

Got Gal lay there feeling the spooge leak out of her vagina then felt the movement in her womb, the 
seed was gestating.  Her belly suddenly grew before her eyes.   “NOOOOOOOOOO!”  She threw her
 head back in agony as a mutoid newborn pushed out of her pussy.  

Wilmond continued to caress her tits and pinch the nipple through the material.  Tanya groaned at 
the touch but was unconscious from the booze.  Wilmond let his hand slip under her dress and ran
 his fingers up her muscular thigh.  He watched Smith and smiled when his fingers felt the soft lips
 of her pussy.  Smith could see what Wilmond was doing and grinned.  “Wanna pull over and fuck her?”

Wilmond smiled realizing he had been caught.  “Yea, you see the size of these tits, shit I watch her
 every night on TV and dream of them.”  Smith drove under the freeway and pulled into a dark area, 
then hopped out and opened the door for Wilmond.  

The cop climbed out and roughly rolled Tanya over on her belly and pulled her legs so they hung 
out of the patrol car.  He flipped up her red dress and whistled at the sight of her large round ass. 
 “Damn, look at that, it’s the finest ass I have ever seen.”  Wilmond pulled out his rock hard cock
 and spit on his hand.  

He wet his cock and fell on her pushing his dick into her anus.  Tanya groaned and mumbled a weak
 cry but Wilmond pushed and pulled until he was balls deep in.  “God fucking damn…its like fucking 
a keyhole…arghh!”  Smith laughed and lit a joint puffing away with a grin.  “Slam the bitch, rip her
 ass open!”

Wilmond had both hands on her shoulders and grunted with each thrust.  “It isn’t loosening up, fuck 
she is so god damn tight…I’m cumin oh shit!”  The officer arched his back and yelled in the night air,
 filling her rectum with white sticky cum.  

He stood unsteady and laughed seeing her sphincter gaping open.  As it closed, a glob of cum
 squirted out and ran down her leg.  Smith quickly rolled her on her back and pulled open her dress
 top.  Two huge 38G tits stood pointing up, no sag, just hard jugs.  He grabbed one with both hands
 and sucked and chewed on the nipple, then the other.

Tanya moaned and gasped then slurred some words.  Smith had unzipped his pants long ago,
 he slid up on O’Donnel and punched his cock deep in her pussy.  Wilmond watched his partner
 buck and grunt, fucking the young newswoman viciously.

Smith held himself up by gripping both her huge tits and could only fuck her for a few minutes before
 he cried out and blew his load deep in her cunt.  He leaned back and shook his cock on her leg 
splattering her thigh with drops of cum.

Both cops moved her back to the seat and took her to the station.

ch 4

Tanya stood before her boss at INN news.  “Look Tonya, its bad PR for our chief anchor to be drunk
 and disorderly, and attacking a cop!”  Tanya just stood before the huge desk and looked at the
 floor.  Her boss Geraldo Juarez shook his head.  “Look, I convinced the big people upstairs to
 keep you and not fire you…but…your to get therapy.”

Tanya stood mouth agape, she was dumbfounded.  “Therapy…I have no problem, just some bad
 nightmares and nerves, come on Geraldo!”  Her boss tried to not stare at her huge bust line and
 closed his eyes.  “Its therapy or…your fired.”  Tanya was now more depressed then ever, she was
 now known in the INN studios as a basket case.  

“You will go see Doctor Horace Marx, he is a analyst and specializes in depression and stress,
 hell he treats all the stars, your lucky.”  Tanya didn’t feel lucky, she was about to scream but thought
 twice, she would do what they wanted, or be unemployed.

She was placed on three week forced vacation and when Ms Americana found out what had 
happened, she told Tanya to rest…“Take some time off from the heroine stuff.”

Brittany Speers exited the private elevator of Doctor Marx’ office.  She had her usual entourage of 
body guards and private secretaries.  The diva had been a patient of Doctor Marx for a month and
 she swore by his treatments for stress relief and anger issues.  

Also his office was set up for private entrance and exit so the paparazzi had no chance to get 
any photo’s of her.  She smiled and gave the old doctor a hug and kiss on his cheek.  Then tossed
 her fur coat on a chair and entered one of the doctors private meditation rooms.  Marx picked 
up her coat and hung it on a hook.  “You kid’s, so impetuous and crazy.”

Each room had one door and could be locked by the occupant.  Inside the room was a large 
chair just like one a dentist would use.  A headset and a large set of goggles hung on a small 
hook next to the seat.  She already knew the drill, sit, breathe, put on the headset and goggles, 
then listen.

The voice would tell her what to do to promote stress release and the goggles displayed relaxing
 colors and a small read out on her blood pressure, heart rate skin temp and sweat activity.  She 
was learning to control each, and she would relax so much, sometimes she would sleep through
 the treatment.

Marx waved to her as she closed the door and he smiled to her people, then retired to his office.
  He waited the prescribed time then tapped a button on a small remote control.  Several subliminal 
messages passed into Brittany’s ears through the headset and she slowly fell asleep.

Marx tapped another button and brought a view of the room Brittany was in.  He waited until she
 was relaxed then activated a second subliminal sound which passed into her headset.  

The message was for her to breathe deep and obey.  At that same moment, a tiny vent at the bridge
 of the nose on her goggles released a small puff of a derivative of Scopolamine.  In about an
 hour, she was sedated and being fed subliminal messages to keep seeing him, pay anything 
he asked for his service and obey his commands.  

Marx stood in front of his book case and pulled a large “War and Peace” volume out.  It clicked
 and the book case opened to a small door behind it which Marx opened.  “Stand Brittany, 
come in dear.”  The diva stood with a smile and pulled off the headset and goggles.  

Here stood the pop star, singing sensation and the woman all men wanted, Brittany Speers.

She wore a skin tight black spandex top and a pink short skirt.  He licked his lips and grabbed two
 handfuls of her tit meat.  She had enormous fake breasts but the doctor didn’t mind, he was in 
heaven.  He manipulated and massaged her tits through the stretch material, then pulled it down
 and over her smooth jogging bra.

He took a camera from his lab coat pocket and snapped picture after picture of the singing 
sensation.  Marx stuck his hand under one cup and pulled one of her large tits out.  It was capped
 with a puffy pink nipple which Brittany was famous for in photos, it poking out almost visible,
 but hidden behind material.  

He leaned down and sucked her nipple gently, licking and rubbing it against his face.  “So many 
men want you, and I have you.’  He took more photo’s and replaced her breasts and clothes.  

She was only in phase two of his treatment so he couldn’t have sex with her…yet, that would wake
 her from her control.  But he had learned about her abortion and her bank account numbers.
  Nothing was secret when the Scopolamine took effect.  Marx unzipped his pants and pulled
 out his long hard cock.  

He wrapped her hand around it and held tight making her give him a hand job.  In a few moments
, he felt his orgasm rise, aimed and shot cum in the palm of her hand.  “Lick it off, swallow it.”
  Brittany smiled and licked the spunk, moaned at its taste.  His camera in hand, he shot dozens
 of pics of her enjoying his cum.  

“Someday I will retire, and these pics will assure me some much needed money.”  Marx zipped 
up and wiped her hand off, then returned her to the room for the completion of the treatment.  

The doctor made more notes on his “thought reform” treatment.  “The derivative he had made for
 the CIA of the mind control drug Scopolamine, was working better then he had hoped.  With several
 treatments combined with subliminal messages, and visual enhancements, he could control almost anyone.

In an hour, she awoke feeling better then she had ever felt.  Marx sent her bill of ten thousand
 dollars to her accountant who immediate screamed at her.  But nothing would sway her, she
 paid and had no second thought about it.

Marx knew she would need to be past her fourth phase so he could fuck her, his dream and he
 would film that.  

ch 5

Later that day, Doctor Marx sat in his office looking at his monitor drooling at the recent pictures
 of Brittany Speers.  His secretary rang him to tell him, Ms Tanya O’Donnel was here for her first
 appointment.  He smiled looking at the personal check which paid for his service with Ms Tanya
 O’Donnel, and laughed at the reason for her being here.

Marx didn’t know O’Donnel but he did know she was a television news reporter.  He didn’t watch 
television, and a reporter was what he didn’t want at his treatment center.  When O’Donnel 
walked in, Marx almost choked on his tea.  She was a goddess, huge tits and an ass men cried 
over. “Please sit, sit Ms O’Donnel.”

Marx smiled and offered her some tea which she took gladly.  “So Ms O’Donnel, what’s wrong
 I think I read something about you having nightmares?”  Tonya tried to look calm but she was 
scared, she had never had nightmares this vivid, so real.  “I have terrible nightmares, I don’t want
 to discuss them, just…they are horrible.”

The doctor sipped some tea and motioned to his wall of pictures of stars.  “I have helped them all,
 Rocky Jones, Barbara Swift, Brittany Speers…all with stress and nightmares, anger issues. 
 Ms O’Donnel, I can help you, first we need you to relax, so lay on the couch and lets talk.”  

Marx asked her a series of questions, all of which he could determine what could be wrong with
 her.  She lay there talking about her past, her family and her fears.  Then the doctor asked her to
 stand and he guided her to a Biofeedback room.  

Tanya heard of Biofeedback, and would try anything to keep her job and end the nightmares.  
Marx demonstrated how to put the headset and goggles on, then left her alone.

She relaxed and followed everything the voice on the headset said.  Marx normally would have a
 patient visit, once a month, that was because the Scopolamine was a dangerous drug and over 

use could permanently damage the patients mental capabilities.  
But Tonya O’Donnel was just a reporter, not a famous singer or actor as his important patients,
 she was…expendable.  So he had her return every day of her vacation.  

Each day he would greet her, set her in a Biofeedback chamber, then let her listen to the basic
 tapes and visuals.  On her forth visit, he boosted the   Scopolamine three times its normal dose.
  Then he held a microphone to his lips and began to re-educate her.

Tonya sat in the biochair, goggles and headset on, drugged into total mind control. 
 “Tonya…Tonya…do you like sex?”  The blonde smiled and cooed, then lightly answered.  
“Yes, I like sex, but when I cum, I get so weak.”  

Tonya, when was the last time you had sex?”  She squirmed in the chair and licked her lips.  
“I played with myself in the tub this morning, made myself cum with my fingers.”  Marx pictured
 her in a tub screaming as she came.  “No dear, I mean when was the last time a man put 
his penis inside you?”  

“Before I was arrested, a man fucked me in the parking lot.”  At the sound of her words, Marx
 gasped, he had a raging hard on and unzipped his pants.  

“Tonya, tell me a secret about yourself, something you have never told any man?”  O’Donnel
 opened her mouth, then he saw her resist, she had a secret but even drugged, she was fighting it. 
 Marx blasted her with another dose of 
 Scopolamine.

Tonya coughed and her body trembled, then settled down.  He repeated the question.  
She drooled and slurred her speech but he heard her reply.  “I am Got Gal.”  Marx dropped 
his cigar into his drink when she spoke.  “You…are Got Gal?’

The blonde cried out in pain and held her hands to her head.  “My head hurts, ah.”  Marx
 moved into the room and hovered over her, looking at her delicious body.  “Prove it to me, 
prove to me you are Got Gal.”  Tonya flexed then Marx was knocked backwards by a tremendous
 flash.  Laying before him, was Got Gal, the famous super heroine and under his control.

She lay in a see through white bikini, mask and boots.  Marx couldn’t help it, he had to touch
 her.  His hand lightly brushed her nipple which poked against the silk bikini top material. 
 It instantly hardened and she moaned lightly.  

He spent the next two hours delving into her mind, learning everything about her…everything.

Ch 6

Doctor Marx had Got Gal change back to Tanya O’Donnel and gave her a shot to counteract 
the heavy Scopolamine drug.  “Ms O’Donnel, you take the techniques your heard on the
 headset, go home, rest and I will see you again tomorrow, same time.”

Tanya stood a little unsteady and departed with wave as she passed Oman Wund.  
The African supermodel walked past her with a snub.  Marx smiled and escorted her into 
a different chamber then Tanya had been in.  

Oman smiled and kissed Doctor Marx on the cheek and closed the treatment room door and 
set her self up on the chair.  Marx walked to his office and began to formulate a plan to 

make a fortune off of his discovery of the identity of Got Gal.  
He made more notes including downloading the video he had filmed with the hidden camera
 in Tonya’s chamber.  

Thirty minutes passed when the doctor walked into the room Oman lay in, deep in drugged
 trance.  She had dark chocolate brown skin and was over six feet tall.  Her tits where large, 
not on the same category of O’Donnel, but nice and big.  

Marx unbuttoned her silk top and flipped the sides over, revealing a white lace bra.  His hands 
kneaded her tits through the lace, then he unhooked the front hook and her exquisite breast’s 
popped out.  The doctor sucked and licked each dark almost black nipple.  

“Mmmm, your on the cover of so many magazines, and look at you now.”  Marx pulled up her 
skirt and roughly pushed his fingers under her thong.  “You’ve had over ten treatments, I could 
have a elephant fuck you, you wouldn’t know the difference!”

He unzipped and climbed up on her, pulling her panties aside.  With one thrust, he was 
inside her.  His eyes closed tightly and a moan escaped his and her mouth.  “Ugh…ggod
 yes ugh…I’m fucking a supermodel!”  

Oman just lay there drooling and moaning, her tits bounced as he pounded her wet pussy. 
 “Soon…soon…I’ll fuck a super heroine!”  Marx didn’t have a lot of time so he fucked Oman as
 hard and fast as he could.  He leaned down and kissed her lips, his tongue licking hers, then
 stared at her perfect beautiful face and shot cum deep in her cunt.

“ARGHHH, oh gggoooddd, ugh, yes ah ah!”  The doctor fell on her panting and could feel his 
cock slipping out of her pussy.  He climbed off and wiped her cunt and tits.  In no time she was
 redressed and he left her to complete her treatment.

An hour later, Oman awoke and smiled a wide smile, feeling better then she had ever felt.  
“Doctor your wonderful, I have so much self confidence, and no stress…you’re a miracle 
worker!”  Marx kissed her hand and hugged her, feeling her hard tits against his chest.  She
 wrote a check to his receptionist and exited in the private elevator.

The following day, Doctor Marx sat waiting for Tanya O’Donnel, he now had an idea what to
 do to profit from his new found discovery.  Tanya arrived in a navy blue dress with her tits nearly
 popping out of the top.  She smiled and hugged the doctor and giggled.  “I slept like a baby
 last night, no nightmares, it was incredible!”  Marx congratulated her but also warned her.  

“Ms O’Donnel, one nights sleep is not a cure, we still need more treatments.  This is your
 sixth time, if all goes well, you should only need three more.”  Tonya nodded and walked
 into the treatment room.

Marx walked into his office and immediately activated the hidden camera so he could watch
 her.  After an hour of biofeedback fed into her brain, Marx again, pumped the Scopolamine
 to a dangerous level.  

He flipped on the small microphone and spoke into her headset.  “Become Got Gal for me.”  
The room flashed and as the blur cleared, the impressive Got Gal lay drugged and semi 
conscious before him.  “You told me about mutoids…what do they want with you?”  

Got Gal sighed, then drooled down her chin.  “I am a Aphrodite, I posses a gene which makes
 me, with the aid of my Got emerald, superhuman.  The mutoids ejaculate inside me a egg 
and sperm to fertilize it.  My DNA and theirs mix and I give birth to more of their kind, 
superhuman mutoids.”

“Got Gal, where could I find these mutoids…do they hide somewhere in Delta city?” 
 The heroine slurred her words, the Scopolamine was working, she was losing all her willpower.  “They have been seen in a warehouse, Philips Storage, by the docks.”

Marx closed the microphone connection and walked into the room through his hidden door.
  “Got Gal, stand for me please.”  The tall heroine climbed off the chair and stumbled, then
 regained her footing.  The doctor removed the goggles and headset then smiled an evil smile.  

Marx tapped the remote and several camera’s began to record the room.  “Take your
 costume off, including your mask.”  The blonde heroine removed her Got emerald and handed 
it to the doctor.  He examined it and sat it on a small table in the room.  She reached behind
 her back and the white bikini top released and fell to the floor.  

Marx licked his lips and unzipped his pants seeing her huge 38G jugs jiggle as she slipped off 
her panties.  He eyed her pussy, trimmed to a tiny soft triangle above her pussy lips.  Her boots 
followed, then he caught his breath as she slipped off her mask.  Every camera in the room 
recorded Got Gal revealing who she was.

Marx moved closer to her and whispered into her ear.  “I want you to suck my cock, just like you
 did for your favorite boyfriend.”  Tanya slowly lowered to her knees and she took the doctor’s
 cock in her mouth.  He closed his eyes and put his hand on her head, pumping in and out of
her hot wet mouth.

“Got Gal do you like the taste of cum?”  She let his cock slip out of her mouth and began to lick
 his balls, sucking on them.  “No, but most men cum in my mouth even if I ask them not to.” 
 The doctor gasped feeling her finger slid into his asshole.  “Well…your going to swallow mine, 
ugh…and enjoy it.”  

She repeated every word he spoke and returned to sucking on the doctors dick.  Half an hour
 of sucking and Marx grunted out loud and blasted her mouth with his hot cum.  Tanya licked 
and swallowed all of it, milking the cock till he was spent.  “Stand up, get dressed and return to
 Tanya O’Donnell.”

The doctor returned to his office and re-watched the film of her revealing her identity.  An hour 
passed and Marx woke Tanya and sent her on her way with a smile.

Ch 7

Marx didn’t have a lot of time but he was determined to find one of the mutoids Got Gal had
 spoke of.  He stood in the dark damp Philips Storage and shipping warehouse.  “Hello…
I know you’re here…mutoids…”  Just silence, nothing but the sound of water hitting the dock
 next to the building.  

“Look…mutoids… I can deliver Got Gal…I can give her to you for as long as you like.”  Again,
 nothing but silence, so Marx decided to leave.  He turned and screamed in shock at the sight 
before him.  One mutoid stood in his path, and it moved with absolute silence.  

Marx shook from fear then realized he may have made a mistake.  The mutoid moved closer
 to him and looked the doctor up and down.  “How do you know of us…and the female Got Gal?”  

The doctor calmed down now and could see several more mutoids in the shadows.  “I am
 aware you have a hypnotic gas you use to control her, but it only last a brief time.”  The 
mutoid moved into the light and Doctor Marx could see the green creature, its huge cock 
hanging between its legs.  

“It is true, the gas we use is effective for a short time, why, and again, what do you know of 
Got Gal?”  Marx lit a cigar and smiled an evil smile.  “I can give her to you, fully in your control, 
and as long as you want, you can breed with her to your hearts content.”

The mutoid stood erect, he was well over seven feet tall.  “And what do you want in return?” 
 The doctor looked about the warehouse and exhaled a long plume of smoke.  “I am thinking 
of starting a political career, and I may need certain people…removed, if you know what I mean.”

For the first time the mutoid smiled.  “We kill who you want killed and we get the brood
 mother.”  Marx tossed the cigar away and held out his hand.  “That’s an easy deal, isn’t it?” 
 The mutoid looked at his hand then shook it.  

Marx walked to the exit and spoke over his shoulder.  “I will prepare Got Gal, when she is ready,
 I will contact you on a date and where to come to…breed with her, you have a means of travel?”
  The mutoid was walking into the shadows.  “You get her, we will get to you, don’t worry.”

Marx waited the following day for Tanya to arrive and his intercom chimed, telling him she had 
arrived.  The tall blonde walked in happy and bubbling with excitement.  “I have not had a nightmare 
in over a week, you’re a miracle worker!”

She hugged him but all Marx felt was her huge tits pushing against his chest.  His intercom 
chimed again and he smiled motioning for Tanya to go to the Biofeedback room and begin 
her treatment.

She closed the door of the treatment room and Marx walked out to the lobby to great his guest. 
 Both men walked to his office and he closed the door behind them.  “So…is it time…can I…
you know…fuck her?”  Marx pointed to a monitor and Geraldo Juarez watched Tanya sit and
 put the feedback equipment on

Marx lit a cigar, sat at his desk, and relaxed.  “In thirty minutes she will be  totally in my control, 
then you can fuck her for about an hour.”  Juarez licked his lips and swallowed deeply. 
 “I watch that twat all the time, in her office, on camera, everywhere, and I just cant get it out of 
my head, I have to fuck her!”

The men sat and spoke of how they had met, how Geraldo, drunk, had mentioned to Marx 
about Tanya, and his urge to nail her.  Marx didn’t know what she looked like at the time and
 didn’t have any idea she was Got Gal.  But Geraldo had paid him a fortune, so he obliged.

When a half hour had passed, Geraldo walked to the hidden door and looked at Marx.  “Go
 ahead, have fun, but remember, only an hour, she will begin to come out of her controlled 
state after that.”

Geraldo quietly entered the room and gazed on Tanya.  She wore a short dark black skirt and 
soft leather boots.  He hovered over her and with hesitation, opened each button on her silk
 blouse.  The last button released and her blouse fell open.  Geraldo’s mouth opened in awe
 looking at her tremendous tits barely encased in a black lace bra.  

He could see her nipples through the material and he nervously reached out and pinched one
 between his fingers.  It instantly got hard and she let out a light moan.  Geraldo ran his hand
 up her thigh and felt the edge of her lace panties.  

He reached under her skirt and pulled them under her ample ass, then off.  The black lace smelled
 of perfume and he sniffed them, the dropped the article on the floor.  Geraldo unhooked the 
clasp between Tanya’s tits and pulled the cups aside.  He laughed seeing her huge tits, then
 sucked and squeezed them.  

“God I have dreamed of this…its worth all I paid, you gave me the opportunity attacking that cop, 
I almost came in my pants when I sent you here!”

Geraldo climbed up the chair, never letting his mouth off her nipple, and unzipped his pants.  
His ten inch dick popped out and he slid down her body and pushed his head under her skirt.  
Marx smiled listening to the slurp and wet licking sounds from the room.  

Tanya’s boss shoved two fingers inside her pussy while he licked her lips and clit.  The tall blonde 
moaned and her hips churned feeling the exquisite eating she was getting.  “Oh god this is 
fuckin awesome, you taste like fucking honey!”  

Geraldo watched the time closely and pushed himself up on her, then slowly teased himself,
 rubbing his cock head on her pussy lips.  “I knew I could get in your panties, one way or another.”
  He pushed and his cock slid into molten heaven.

“OH SHIT…FUUUCCCK…ah ugh yesss!”  Geraldo began to quickly slam his cock deep into
 Tanya.  Her massive tits bounced up and down into his face and he licked and sucked a nipple
 when he caught one.

Geraldo didn’t wait long, he felt an orgasm surging up from his balls and he didn’t hesitate.  With
 one last plunge, he spewed sperm rich cum deep in her womb.  “ARGHH…ugh…ugh…mmmm. 
 You get pregnant…I aint claiming it!”

The executive climbed off and zipped up, grinning at the cum leaking out of her pussy.  Marx
 walked in, shook his hand and escorted him out.  He returned and cleaned up Tanya and 
quickly inserted a CD into her chair.  This subliminal information would make her his total 
slave, and she wouldn’t even know it.

Another hour passed and Marx continued to pump the drugs into her system, he also 
added Thorazine, and his own concoction of Phenothiazine.  The doctor looked at his 
watch and began to awaken Tanya.  The blonde woke with a headache and was very 
groggy.  “I…I don’t feel good, my head hurts.”  

Marx held her hand and patted her back comforting her.  “Its most likely some stress still
 inside you…stopping the biofeedback.”  She nodded and shook her head making her mane
 of hair fly about.  Marx walked her to the elevator and handed her a small bottle of pills. 
 “Here this is Lewnesta, it will help you sleep, just take one tonight before bed.”

Tanya nodded in agreement and took the pills.  She rode the elevator down and still felt sick. 
 “My crotch hurts, my nipples are sore, I must be starting my period…that’s it.”

Ch 8

The following day, Doctor Marx took the day off and stayed home canceling his appointments.
  He personally called Tanya and told her he was taking the day off.  “I feel great, I slept good 
and had no nightmares!”  Marx congratulated her but told her as he had before. 
 “Remember Tanya, you still need some rest, and two more treatments, then maybe we
 can say your over the worst part.”

As he spoke to her on his cell phone, he tapped a button and a series of beeps emitted.  
Tanya stood erect and just stared at the floor.  “OK Tanya, I want you to meet me at the Phillips
 Warehouse in one hour, and when you arrive, change into Got Gal.

Tanya drooled and stood somewhat unsteady.  In her head phrases repeated over and over
 destroying her will power.  “Obey, do what the doctor says, Never refuse his commands.” 
 She slowly walked to the elevator of her condo and exited in the parking garage.  She drove
 to Phillips Warehouse and saw the doctor standing by a door way and parked next to him.  

She climbed out of the car and walked to him.  Marx produced a hypodermic needle and 
injected her in the arm.  She looked at the needle and the fluid going in her arm and just mumbled.

“Wha…what is it?”  The doctor tossed the needle in the gutter and calmly took her hand and
 walked her into the warehouse.  “Its Thorazine, Pethidine, and Hydergine, um it will make 
you feel good.  Change into Got Gal please.”  Marx covered his eyes and the room flashed 
and Got Gal stood drugged and totally in his control.

The doctor led her to a large gynecological exam chair and motioned for her to sit.  She 
smiled a doped smile and sat looking up at the ceiling.  “What’s goin to happen, mmm…
I cant feel anything…I’m numb?”  Marx smiled and unclipped her Got Emerald looking at it
 with awe.  “You do what your told, don’t disobey, and all will be fine.”

Got Gal smiled and her eyes rolled up in her head, then closed.  She didn’t see the ten 
mutoids walk up to her from the shadows.  “It is true, you have delivered the Got female, 
we will honor our agreement.”  Marx walked to a small chair and sat.  “I want to watch,
 if you don’t mind?“  

Another mutoid walked from the darkness carrying a large gallon container.  It sloshed and
 spilled a white liquid which smelled like fish.  One mutoid twisted Got Gal’s head and
 opened her mouth.  The jug was raised and the thick liquid was poured into her mouth.  
“Drink…obey…drink the preparation cum.”  

Got Gal swallowed as fast as she could but the liquid ran down her face and shoulders. 
 The mutoid who stood near Marx pointed and explained.  “The preparation cum, it will cause
 her orifice to begin to lubricate, and starts her lactation process.”

It took a while but Got Gal swallowed most of the cum.  She lay there gasping for air and
 licking her lips.  The salty, slime covered her face and neck.  One mutoid walked to her 
with a massive erection bouncing before him.  The green creature pulled off her panties
 and bra top, then brutally squeezed one of her breasts making Marx jump.  Milk squirted
 like a geyser from the nipple.  

As the mutoids watched the milk cascade in the air, the creature between her legs braced 
itself and plunged its cock inside her pussy in one shove.  

Got Gal screamed a gurgled shriek and threw her head back.  “Ugh, tooooo biggg…ugh…
it HUUURRTTS!”  The mutoid ignored her and violently fucked the heroine.  Marx had a rock
 hard erection and actually panted, seeing her huge tits bounce wildly, milk spraying everywhere.  

The mutoid grunted after a few moments then ejaculated seed rich cum deep in her 
unprotected womb.  He stepped aside and before Got Gal could breathe a sigh of relief, 
another impaled her with its cock.  This one grabbed both her shoulders and pounded
 her for only a few minutes then groaned and shot his load as well.

After the two mutoids fucked Got Gal, they all stopped and seemed to wait.  Marx gasped 
and his eyes gaped as he watched Got Gal’s belly enlarge before his eyes.  She was 
panting and her head was thrashing back and forth.  A low moan from her slowly rose to a
 loud scream, then a gut wrenching shriek.  

Two green worm like pods squealed and pushed themselves out of her vagina.  Marx was
 stunned at how fast the mutoids gestated, it was a matter of minutes.  The creatures who 
had fucked Got Gal took the pods and brought them to her massive breasts.  

Each immediate attached its mouth to her nipples and began to suckle her milk.  She
 closed her eyes and cum oozed from her lips as she tried to talk.  “I…ugh…obey…ob…bey.”  
The doctor smiled and looked at the mutoids.  

“She is totally brain washed, under your control, I am leaving, you do what you want, but 
contact me when you are done.”  Marx walked to his car and could already hear a mutoid
 fucking the heroine again.

Ch 9

Twenty-four hours had past and Marx was getting concerned that the mutoids had not contacted 
him.  They did know how to use a phone and had called him once before so he was curious
 what had happened.  He drove to the ware house and was shocked to see the mutoids 
still fucking Got Gal.  

She looked emaciated and was motionless.  He walked closer and could see her breasts
 and nipples where bruised and leaking milk.  One mutoid looked at him as two pods
 crawled out of her pussy.  “We are now done, she can not breed anymore for us, we have
 two hundred and forty six pods…this is sufficient.”

Marx wiped his brow and shook his head in disbelief.  “Jesus, I said breed with her not 
fuck her to death, holy shit, she looks like a prison camp victim!”  One mutoid pulled both
 pods from her breasts with loud pop’s and carried them away.  It looked over its shoulder
 and grunted.  “Get the gem, place it near her, she will revive almost instantly.”

The doctor pulled the Got Emerald out of his pocket and carefully placed it in a puddle of 
goo between her sagging breasts.  He stood back in awe as her body almost instantly
 healed and looked as sexual as ever.  With effort, he lugged Got Gal back to her apartment
 and woke her enough to get her to change to Tanya O’Donnell.  He ordered her to shower, 
douche, and dress for bed.

As she slept, Marx disrobed and climbed in bed with her.  He slid between her legs and 
eyes her delicious pussy.  “It looks nice, better then earlier, seems when you change back
 to your true identity, your body changes back as well, undamaged.”  The doctor leaned
 down and ran his tongue up the slit of her cunt.  

She moaned softly and her fingers ran through his hair.  He licked and chewed on her pussy,
 rubbing his tongue tip hard against her clit.  In no time, Tanya moaned and shook in an 
orgasm.  Marx kissed his way up her body, licking her belly, then sucking on her large brown nipples.  

He poised above her, his cock just resting against her pussy lips.  She was exquisite, 
her face beautiful and perfect.  He moved forward and slid his cock deep inside her
 cunt watching her mouth open in a light gasp.  Marx closed his eyes feeling the hot 
wet pussy envelope him.  

“Ugh…Tanya…when you wake up you will remember a nightmare of mutoids raping you. 
 You will remember Doctor Horace Marx rescued you in the nightmare, and you will want him.”  

The doctor leisurely moved Tanya’s ankles over his shoulders and fucked her all night.