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ICEBORG Part One
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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.

Ch 1

It was one of the hottest days of the year.  Delta City had seen
 four straight days of 100 plus temperatures and everyone had
 short tempers.  Many in Delta Federal bank waited in line and
 smiled only because of the air conditioning.

When a large truck pulled up outside the bank no one seemed
 to notice or care.  The back of the truck opened and a man in 
a high tech looking suit of armor climbed out.  The suit reflected
 everything around due to its mirrored surface.  And floating 
around it was an ice cold mist. 

He walked to the revolving doors of the bank and brought his
 left arm up.  A panel opened on his forearm and a small nozzle
 popped out.  The device blasted a white mist at the door. 
 It froze, and then exploded into millions of particles of ice.  

All inside jumped and many ran for cover from debris.  The man
 walked in slowly, almost cumbersome, then strode to the first
 teller.

The assailant reared back and literally punched the bullet proof 
glass making it explodes.  The tellers ran screaming except one
 which the attacker had grabbed by the throat.  

The armored figure lifted Marie Winslow in the air.

His voice crackled through a speaker in the face plate.  “Empty 
all the cash drawers into a bag or else!”  The young woman
 looked over the metal clad thief and could see the bank guard. 
 The old man was drawing his revolver and aiming at the robber.

“Ok…you…turn around and get on the floor, you…you are under
 arrest!”  The robber hurled Winslow across the room.  She hit
 a window, crashed through it and landed in the street dead.  
The attacker turned and the guard could hear gears and whines.

The robber raised a metal clad arm and the weapon popped 
out again.  The guard fired all six rounds which struck the armor
 and dropped to the floor.

The guard closed his eyes and screamed as the weapon fired. 
 The mist hit him knocking him back a step.  He froze, and then
 exploded.  Tiny particles of human flesh cascaded in the air, frozen.

The robber turned and looked at the tellers hiding.  The armor
 helmet had no face, just a high polished dome.  “I SAID EMPTY
 THE FUCKING DRAWERS!”

Tellers ran to each station and grabbed all the money they could.
  The robber walked to the main door to the teller line.  As he 
pulled it off its hinges, a voice yelled at him.

“That’s far enough chrome dome, lets go, time to go to jail!”  
The robber turned and faced Ms Americana.  “My name is Iceborg,
 not Chrome Dome you patriotic cunt!”

Ms Americana walked in and stood, hands on her hips.  “I don’t 
care what you are called; soon you will be just a number on a
 board under your chin.”  Iceborg moved away from the teller 
door and faced the heroine.

“Let’s see… Dark Chocolate Chip Mint…that sounds good.”  
The Queen of Justice looked at Iceborg confused.  
“Mint Chocolate…what are you talking about?’  Iceborg quickly
 brought up his left arm and pointed it at the heroine.  

On the end of the index finger of his metal glove was a tiny red 
gem.  A bright blast of energy exploded from this finger and 
engulfed Ms Americana.  The people in the bank shielded their
 eyes.  The light was blinding and through the warble of the ray,
 people could hear Ms Americana scream.

Iceborg stopped and when the light dissipated, Ms Americana
 stood in her costume, but her body had been changed into a 
dark chocolate color.

Several people screamed and ran out of the bank.  Iceborg 
walked in to the teller area and grabbed the bag of money.  While
 back there, he jammed the thermostat on the wall to its highest
 heat setting, then smashed it.

Iceborg walked out and stood close to Ms Americana.  “Bye 
sweets.”

The armored man climbed into the truck and it drove away.  
Several people walked up and looked at the heroine.  She 
had her hands up as if to block the attack and a look of horror 
could be seen on her face.  

One woman looked close, and then lightly touched the hero.  
The woman looked at her hand she had touched the hero 
with, and then screamed.  “MY GOD HE TURNED HER
 INTO ICE CREAM! “  

The bank manager looked at her then shook in horror. 
 “She has chips in her skin, chocolate chips, oh dear god! “

One of the tellers looked at her then covered her mouth in
 shock.  “She’s melting oh my god she is melting!”  One 
man ran up and looked around.  “We have to get her to a 
freezer, something…fast!”  

Another man pointed across the street to a building.  “Over
 there, its meat storage, they will have a freezer.”  Both men
 carefully picked up the heroine and tried to carry her.  
But the bank was now almost a furnace.  To the men’s 
horror, Ms Americana began to melt in their hands.  

One man lost his grip as her shoulders just liquefied.  
“OH GOD I CANT HOLD HER!”  His hand passed through
 her head as it became soft.  In an instant, he had her mask,
 ear rings and tiara in his grasp.  

The other man lost his grip and jumped back in horror.  
Ms Americana hit the floor with a glop and melted into a 
large puddle.   

Her costume and belt lay in a puddle of dark chocolate 
goo.  One of the men cried out and tried to wipe the ice 
cream off his hands.  The other just fell to his knees 
shaking his head.  “She’s dead, oh my god she died in 
my hands, oh god, I can’t get her off my hands!”

Ch 2

It didn’t take long for the other heroines of the city to hear
 the news.  Omega Woman was given the sad task to collect
 Ms Americana’s costume and belt from the police.  The
 authorities had tried to collect the puddle of remains from
 the bank floor.  But some had got on the men carrying her
 and some had splattered over on lookers.  Sadly, in the 
end, her remains had been…mopped up and put in a bucket.

The heroines met on the rooftop of the Zenther Building 
and tried to comfort each other.  Flag Girl was inconsolable.
  She sat on the roof sobbing and striking the dark asphalt.
  “I should have been there, I could have helped, oh god
 I should have been there.”

Omega Woman had a choice to make.  Either treat the young
 hero like the teen that she was, or an adult which she
 should be.  “Get up Flag, stop your whimpering and stand
 up, think of what Ms Americana would say if she saw you.”

Flag stood and shook off the sadness.  “Thank you Omega,
 I need to stop crying and start working, we need to catch this
 scum!”  Champion Girl was on her cell phone and flipped it
 closed with a big smile.  “That was my connection in the police. 
 They have a grainy image of the license plate of the truck
 Iceborg was in.”

Omega took the lead to coordinate the actions the hero’s 
would take.  “Got Gal, you and Champion Girl go to police 
station and look at the photo.  With your eyes Champion, you
 may be able to see the number.”

Both heroes departed quickly.  Omega, Flag Girl and
 Power Lass would go to the bank to see if any evidence had
 been missed.

Ch 2

Got Gal and Champion Girl arrived at Police Station Six.  
The station had the central computer for photo analysis of
 security cameras through out the city.  Champion touched
 the back door doorknob and felt it was ice cold.  

“Oh shit, that’s cold, I think we have company.”  Got Gal
 pulled her cell phone out of her boot and called Omega 
Woman.  “He is here, at Police Station Six, hurry.”

Omega told the women to remain outside but Champion 
Girl was already opening the door.  Both peered in and
 caught their breath.  Everything was frozen, walls, police
 officers…everything.

Both women entered and almost immediately gave 
themselves away as their boots cracked the ice on the
 floor.  A voice boomed all around them.  “Ahh, Champion
 Girl and the great Got Gal.”

Both heroines moved into combat stance and proceeded
 ahead cautiously.  A woman ran screaming up the hallway
 slipping and sliding on the ice covered floor.  “HELP ME 
HELP MEEEEEE!”  

Got Gal grabbed the woman and pulled her into an office, 
both falling as she did.  As she fell, she  could see
 the bright red glow engulf the room she was in.
  The heroine flipped to her feet and spun to face horror.

Iceborg had turned Champion Girl into what looked like
 Pistachio Ice Cream.  “Oh god no, I’m sorry Champion,
 oh god!”  Iceborg smashed into the room through a wall 
and with a blast of white mist turned the screaming woman
 Got Gal had protected to ice, then she exploded.

Got Gal stood and readied herself to dive or attack which 
ever she could accomplish.  Iceborg aimed his hand and 
was about to fire when the heroine kicked a desk at him.  

The furniture slid on the ice and slammed into the mirrored 
villain.  He fell backwards and crashed onto the floor.  Got 
Gal was on him instantly.  She dove and with her superhuman
 strength, grabbed both Iceborg’s wrist.  

The villain growled and swung his arms upward throwing 
the blonde hero across the room.  Got Gal tried to flip in the
 air but failed.  She landed on a desk hard and bounced to
 the floor.

She scrambled to her feet and screamed seeing Iceborg 
already aiming his finger at her.  

In an instant, Got Gal was transformed into Vanilla Ice Cream.
  The hero screamed looking down at her skin as it changed.
  “NO NO IT HURTTTTTSSSSS…ARGHHHHHHH!”

A camera in the corner of the room recorded everything. 
 Iceborg went to a desk and picked up a large coffee cup 
and a spoon.  He walked to Got Gal and hooked his metal
 clad finger behind her Got gem and yanked her costume 
bikini top off.

His hand encircled one of her large 38G breasts.  He looked
 at the camera and broke the large breast from her body and
 dropped it in the coffee cup.  The villain walked off camera 
sticking the spoon in the teat.  “I need a snack for the ride
 home, I like Vanilla.”

An hour later Power Lass hurled from the sky and smashed
 through the police station headquarters roof.  She landed 
in a hall and screamed seeing Champion Girl.  “Oh god no,
 CHAMPION…NOT YOU!”

Omega Woman walked in through the back door and screamed.
  Power Lass ran and joined her.  Got Gal stood frozen, made
 of vanilla ice cream.  “Her… breast, its missing…oh dear god!”

Since the women had been in a frozen building, they where 
easily moved to a freezer truck, then to a local meat storage.
  Doctor Hurst, the heroines personal physician studied the 
heroines but stood stumped.  

“I have no clue how this Iceborg did this, as it is if I could
 reverse it, Got Gal has had her breast tore from her.   
 The sheer shock to her body would kill her.”

Power Lass and Omega Woman stood dumbfounded.  
They had no idea how to fight this villain.

Ch 3

Candice Graham sat in a bright white room.  She wore
 a white silk gown and in her arms was a tiny newborn.
  She looked at the child and smiled feeling it move in 
her arms.  Her hand went to the edge of her gown and
 she moved it revealing her engorged breast.

She pushed the dark red nipple in the infant’s mouth 
and felt joy as it suckled.  Candice closed her eyes and
 relaxed; her baby would drink her milk and grow strong.

Tanya O’Donnell walked in a large white room and
 standing in its middle was a man.  She recognized the
 man as her husband Dan.  He wore a large white robe 
which he untied.

It fell from his body and Tanya gasped seeing his huge
 cock pointing at her.  She moved closer and let her fingers
 delicately caress his hard member.  He kissed her and
 whispered in her ear.  “I want a baby, let’s have a baby.”

Tanya wrapped her hands around him and climbed up on
 his cock.  Dan slid his hands under her large ass and 
supported her.  She smiled and teased him rubbing her
 swollen pussy against the head of his dick.

“I love you Tanya, make me the happiest man, and have 
my child.”  Tanya kissed Dan and lowered herself onto 
his cock.  In mid kiss, she gasped feeling his long dick
 enter her.  

Standing there, he fucked her for almost an hour then 
cried out.  She pushed down onto his cock and shuddered
 in an orgasm as he shot his load in her.  Cum squirted 
deep in her unprotected womb.  

She looked at him with half closed eyes and smiled. 
 “Cum in me as much as you want, I want to have your
 baby.”

Ch 4

Officer Mark Chestnut waited patiently by the freezer door. 
 He was assigned to protect the frozen remains of 
Champion Girl, Got Gal and what was collected of 
Ms Americana.  

He peeked in the chamber several times and stood in 
awe seeing the two women standing, made of ice cream.
  A small bucket sat on the freezer floor of what could be 
collected of the Queen of Justice Ms Americana.
Mark walked into the freezing cold chamber and looked
 at each heroine.  Someone had replaced Got Gal’s
 bikini top but it was obvious her breast was missing.

“If they restore you, that’s going to hurt, real bad.”  The 
officer looked at Champion Girl close.  She had a 
green tint of pistachio but her body was absolutely 
perfect in detail.  

Every hair on her head, her eyes…perfect.  Chestnut
 looked around and carefully peeled Champion Girl’s
 mask off.  He could see her face but didn’t recognize her.  

Mark replaced the mask and grasped the top edge of
 the hero’s costume.  He rolled the red stretch material
 down and off revealing her 38DD tits.  The officer 
marveled in how beautiful and large her breasts where.  

He couldn’t help himself; the policeman leaned forward 
and licked one of Champion Girl’s nipples.  He tasted
 the pistachio flavor and continued to lick.  He suddenly
 stopped and jumped back in shock.  He had licked her
 nipple off.

“Oh shit, I couldn’t stop, oh fuck!”  Chestnut could see 
that now instead of a breast with a large nipple, 
Champion Girl had a smooth breast with no nipple at all!

“Oh fuck, what am I gonna do?”  A sound behind him 
made him jump but for just a second.  Two men had 
quietly entered and one with a bat struck Mark in the
 head.  The officer fell stunned and groaning.

The man with the bat grinned at the officer and got a 
better grip on the wooden weapon.  “See, ya can’t keep
 secrets in this city, I found out these two cunts where 
here and well its payback time.”

The other man reached in the bucket and dug his fingers 
in what was left of Ms Americana.  He pulled out a huge
 handful and began to eat the ice cream.  “See (lick)
 Moose and I have spent a lot of time in jail because
 of these bitches (bite) and its time to send em to hell.”

Moose laughed and with one swing, smashed 
Champion Girl’s head to pieces.  Ice cream sprayed
 everywhere as the goon swung and swung reducing
 the heroine to a pile of mush.  The other man 
continued to eat Ms Americana till what was left, was
 gone.  He dropped the empty bucket and began to 
punch and kick Got Gal.

Soon, the hero’s where destroyed, nothing but piles of 
deformed ice cream.  Both men laughed leaving
 Officer Chestnut in a pile of ice cream and costume parts.

Ch 5

Brenda Wade slowly awoke groggy and sore.  She 
opened her eyes and was momentarily blinded by the 
bright room.  She lay in a bed wearing a white t-shirt
 and matching panties.  She felt a small collar around
 her neck, metal and locked in the back.

“I see you are awake, good, stand please I want to
 look at you.”  Brenda turned and could see a tall man
 with bright red hair wearing a lab coat.  She was lying 
on a plush soft bed and the room smelled of flowers.  

“I don’t know who you are or why I am here but I am 
going to kick your ass!”  Brenda stood and almost fell, 
 her legs where shaky and she felt ill.  “You won’t do
 anything unless I tell you, the collar will insure that.”  
Brenda grabbed the collar and yanked it.  A sudden
 pain shot through her body and she yelped.

“See, cooperate and you will feel no pain, give me
 problems and…well you see the result.”  Brenda caught 
her breath and pulled the sheet from the bed to cover her.

The man walked to her and pointed to the bed.  “Sit, relax
, let’s…talk.”  Brenda thought of just jumping on him and
 ripping his eyes out.  But the sheer thought made a subtle 
pain surge in her stomach.

She climbed on the bed and sat glaring at him.  “I am 
Doctor Issac Borgman, inventor, and your host.”  Brenda‘s
 eyes bored holes in the mans face.  If I get this collar off,
 I will make you an injured host.”

Borgman waved his hand to show her she was not
 alone.
  
Brenda was in one of several chambers with beds.  Each
 room had a dining area and bathroom with shower.  

She could see Tanya O’Donnell in one room holding what
 looked like a doll in her arms.  To her shock, in another
 room, Candice Graham lay on her back having sex with 
a large man.

“They look happy don’t they; they are in their own world 
where all their wishes come true, well my wishes.”  
Brenda could hear Borgman but she sat staring at her 
friends.  “What have you done to them, where are we?”

Borgman smiled and exited the room Brenda sat in, a 
clear door closing behind him.  “You are in what used 
to be an ice cream factory, now it’s a factory to make,
 well I will tell you later.”  Brenda stood and pressed 
against the thick glass.  “I’M GOING TO GET OUT
 AND KILL YOU BORGMAN!”

Issac turned and pointed to Tanya.  “You see, the
 collar’s not only controls your anger, but they can 
project images into your mind.  Tanya has given birth 
to a son; she is breast feeding him now.”

“But in actuality, the doll is pumping her precious breast
 milk to a storage tank under her bed.”  

“I discovered something Brenda, if you force the breast 
milk out of one of you Aphrodite’s, you get substandard
 milk.  But if you get it freely, willingly, if the heroine
 gives it to you, it’s the most superb milk imaginable, 
more then you can conceive.”

Brenda swung and struck the glass.  She then doubled
 over in pain.  “Brenda, please stop, its no use.”  She 
stood as best she could and watched as Tanya move 
the doll to her other breast.  “And you allow rape, you 
monster, that man is raping Candice!”

Borgman laughed and again pointed to Graham. 
 “Does she look in pain, in distress, she is in ecstasy. 
 You see you can’t get breast milk from a woman 
unless she is pregnant or has had a child.  So this way
 your bodies are...fooled into thinking you are pregnant.  
My men are well paid and as an added bonus, they get 
to fuck you heroines."  

"You see in Candice's mine she is having sex with her 
husband  and they are trying to have a child.”  Brenda shook 
her head and almost cried.  “You sick son of a bitch,
 let them go, let them go you bastard!”

Candice screamed as her body shook in a massive 
orgasm.  “OH GOD DAN…AGAIN MAKE ME CUM 
AGAIN…FUCK ME!”  

Borgman walked into the room Tanya lay in.  She
 couldn’t see him; all she could see was her newborn
 child.  Issac pulled a silver collapsible cup from his 
pocket and popped it open.  

He carefully reached under Tanya’s bed and drew a
 cup of her breast milk.  The inventor sipped it and 
smiled.  “Its delicious, makes me feel like a kid, so 
young.”

Brenda still shook in fear and rage.  “You sick son of
 a bitch, I swear I will kill you, you and your goons, 
my friends are looking for us, and you will pay.”  

Borgman finished the glass of milk and wiped the
 cup out with a tissue.  “I have so many costs to
 cover, operation of the factory, pay to my men, I just
 made over half a million on you and your friends
 deaths.”

Brenda looked at the man questioningly.  “Deaths, 
what are you talking about?”  Borgman smiled and
 pointed to a huge flat screen television on a wall.  The
 screen crackled and an image of the news appeared.

“It has been confirmed, two unknown assailants broke
 into the Avergada Ice plant where the police had been 
storing the remains of the hero’s Ms Americana, 
Got Gal and Champion Girl.  Its sad to report that the 
assailants destroyed the heroines subsequently 
killing the three women.”

Borgman returned to Brenda’s cell and sat down.  
“You see, Ice Borg is a robot, his ray does not turn 
you into ice cream as the media and authorities
 believe.  It teleports you to my factory and replaces
 you with an exact replica made of ice cream.

I was paid by Boss Garibaldi to turn you three into
 ice cream, then Carlos Juarez paid me to find out
 where the police where storing the bodies.  
The police now believe you and your two friends…
are dead and that means no one will be looking for you.”  

Brenda fell on the bed closing her eyes.  “I don’t 
care what you do, before all this is done, I will kill 
you Borgman.“  

Issac smiled and signaled to the remaining two men
 he had hired.  Both muscular men walked to the 
doctor and grinned at Brenda.  

“Rupert, you and Phil go in and teach Brenda a lesson
 in obedience, she has angered me.”  The two men
 walked in and attacked the heroine.  Brenda ducked
 under one swing of a fist and dodged another.

She kicked upward to strike Rupert between the legs
 but the goon blocked the attack with his knee.  Phil
 swung with all his might and struck Brenda across the jaw.

The hit stunned her making her lose her balance.  
Rupert seeing the opportunity punched her in the
 stomach and chopped her across the back of the
 neck.  Phil grabbed two handfuls of Brenda’s thick 
black hair and yanked her across the bed.

Rupert wrenched her white panties off and dug 
his fingers into her large ass cheeks.  He pulled
 her buttocks apart and shoved his thumb deep 
in her butt hole.  Brenda screamed, her eyes 
gaped open in agony.

Both men spent the night raping and beating the
 heroine.  After each had satisfied themselves
 several times, they left her in a bleeding cum 
covered pile.

The following morning, Borgman walked in with
 a smile.  “I see they really gave you a good working
 over, you need to be…cooperative.”

Brenda was curled in a fetal position.  Her left 
eye was sore and her mouth was swollen.  She 
had lost two teeth and continued to burp up cum. 
 “You…you can beat me…I am still going to kill you.”

Borgman shook his head and sighed.  “Well, 
you will learn, you will learn.”

Ch 6

Borgman let Brenda alone for several weeks to heal. 
 She watched her friends from her room and sat 
stunned.  One day, they had sex with a goon, then 
the next day they acted like they where pregnant.  
The women would walk around the room with their
 hands out on an imaginary belly.

Then the following day they would go through the 
agony of child birth, then feed their newborns.  She
 was beginning to feel that she would never get free.
  Brenda stood quickly seeing Borgman and two 
goons approaching her room.

She suddenly felt dizzy as the collar buzzed.  
Everything spun then she passed out.  Issac 
walked in and motioned to the men.  Both picked
 up the heroine and carried her out.

The men lugged the woman down a long flight of
 stairs and into a large operating room.  Both 
carefully placed Brenda on a table and left.

Borgman had changed into a surgical gown and 
mask and looked down at the woman.  “I’m sorry 
to do this, but it’s necessary, the other ladies went
 through it now its your turn.”  Borgman slid down 
her panties and removed her t-shirt.  He gazed at 
her pussy and licked his lips.  Borgman picked up 
a hemostat with a cotton swab soaked in 
Povidone Iodine.

He scrubbed the area around Brenda’s naval then
 tossed the hemostat on the floor.  Issac picked
 up a scalpel and made an incision on one side of 
her naval, then the other.  Blood trickled down acros
s her flawless skin and collected on the sheet 
beneath her.


Borgman pushed an endoscope in one incision and 
a laser probe in the other.  In the next hour Borgman 
surgically removed both of the hero’s ovaries and 
made her incapable of having children.  Borgman 
had sterilized Ms Americana.

He tossed the ovaries into a trash bin and sutured 
her wounds.  “Now, just like your two friends 
you can have all the sex you want  with my men
 and me, and not get knocked up.”

“Cant have kids running around, you will thank me 
someday.”

Ch 7  

Brenda was kept in a drugged stupor for a week. By 
the time she was allowed to wake fully, her sutures
 had been removed.  All she could notice was two 
raw spots in her belly.

She awoke and moved about the room looking at her
 friends.  Candice was asleep but she could see 
Tanya crying, holding her pretend baby.  She tried 
the door to her chamber and was shocked to find it 
unlocked.  

Brenda slowly walked out and expected to feel pain as
 she stepped out into the hall.  But she felt nothing.  
The heroine quickly ran to the chamber Tanya lay in.  

As she entered, Tanya looked up at her and cried louder.
  “I have no more milk, my breasts are empty…my baby
 is hungry!”  Brenda was going to yank off the collar Tanya
 wore but thought it may harm her.  “Tanya, put the baby 
down, let’s go for a walk.”

Tanya looked at her friend in shock.  “I cant, dear god my
 child is hungry, I am a bad mother, and I can’t feed my 
own baby!”

Brenda sat on the bed next to the blonde hero.  She 
looked into her eyes and comforted her.  “Tanya, what if
 I feed your baby, will you take a walk then?”  Tanya
 immediately smiled and shook her head.  “Oh would 
you…please, he is so hungry, yes I will go for a walk.”

Brenda took the small doll and lifted up the edge of her
 t-shirt.  Tanya watched as her friend moved the baby’s
 mouth to her nipple and fed him.  Brenda closed her 
eyes and tried to imagine the child real, it made it easier.  

It took near thirty minutes to drain one breast then Brenda 
moved the baby to her other teat.  Her one breast was 
now flat, wrinkled, drained.  Tanya smiled now, no more
 crying, she was happy.  Brenda relaxed and imagined 
a real child, her child, feeding.

When both breasts where drained Brenda awoke from 
her relaxed dream.  She opened her eyes and found 
herself in her chamber.  Borgman and his three goons
 stood watching her.  In her arms was a toy baby, its 
mouth dripping her milk.

Borgman took the toy as one of the men took the tank
 of milk from under her bed.  The inventor smiled and
 licked the toys mouth.  “I told you, the milk has to be 
given freely, willingly.”

Brenda screamed in a rage and tried to jump from the 
bed.  She collapsed on the floor in pain.  Borgman 
departed closing the door.  “I told you the collar 
projects images into the brain and I would have your 
milk.  The most powerful breast milk of all the heroines.”  

He handed the tank to Rupert and smiled as he and 
Phil departed.  Then he patted the shoulder of Bruno
 his main goon.  “Bruno is my best man and has 
earned a reward for his fine service, enjoy yourself Brenda.”

Ch 8

Brenda suddenly was standing looking in a mirror.  She
 wore a see through nightgown and high heel shoes.  
Her hand held a brush which she was running through 
her hair.  “He will be home soon, god I can’t wait.”

Through her nightgown, Brenda could see her dark brown
 nipples hard, anticipating her husband sucking them.

The room was a huge ornate bedroom with candles and
 a bottle of wine.  Wade moved across the room and jumped
 into the bed giggling.  A sound made her sit up; her once
 neat hair all tussled.  

The bedroom door opened and Dan her new husband 
walked in wearing a white robe.  “Hi sexy, I have been
 wanting to fuck you all day.”  Brenda lay back and spread
 her long legs.

She slid a hand under the edge of her panties and rubbed 
her clit.  “God, I am so hot…fuck me honey.”

In reality, Brenda lay on her bed in the chamber.  Before the
 program had activated, Bruno had removed the heroine’s 
shirt and panties.

He had been the lucky man chosen by Issac to be the first
 to act as Brenda’s husband.  He would screw and simulated 
impregnate the Queen of Justice.  Bruno tossed the robe
 off and climbed into bed with the one woman he had 
dreamed of fucking.

Brenda saw Dan her husband get in bed with her.  She 
kissed him deeply licking his tongue, and then biting his 
neck.  “I love you, oh god I love you, and you are so perfect.” 
 Bruno pushed her back and grabbed both her huge breasts. 
 Her tits had refilled and where now firm and as beautiful as ever.  

The goon squeezed and kneaded the jugs.  He bit one
 nipple and pinched the other.  Milk squirted in his mouth
 and he swallowed greedily.  “Say it again baby, say it.”  
Brenda had her eyes half closed in bliss.  “Fuck me, 
make me pregnant, I want you honey.”

Bruno moved one hand between the heroine’s legs and 
felt the small patch of soft pubic hair.  The moisture leaking
 from her cunt covered his hand.  “Baby you are ready, 
nice and wet.”  The goon shoved one finger deep in the
 folds of the hero’s pussy.  He finger fucked her laughing
 at her climax over and over.  

Brenda wrapped her hand around his nine inch cock and
 stroked it.  “I want you.”

Bruno climbed on top of the tall heroine and with her help,
 thrust his cock deep in her cunt.  Brenda cried out in ecstasy. 
 Her eyes bulged at the feeling of a huge dick deep in her body.

The goon started a slow tempo of lunges, each one 
deeper and deeper.  He fucked Brenda for over an hour
 never slowing down.  The heroine cried out as she 
climaxed over and over.  “Oh god I can’t believe I have
 cum so much, don’t stop I’m cumming again!”

Bruno waited till the Brenda had completed her climax and
 with an evil smile climbed off her.  He reached in a box on
 the floor and handed her a copy of the red white and blue 
Ms Americana costume with a fake power belt.

“Put this on, you know how it turns me on baby.”  Brenda 
stood and licked her lips.  “Anything for you honey…
anything.”  In moments, Ms Americana stood with her 
hands on her hips.  

Bruno rubbed his hard cock and beckoned her.  “Suck it
 hero.”  Americana slowly dropped to her hands and 
knees and crawled to her husband.  She leaned back
 on her calves and took his wet cock in her mouth.

Bruno gasped with delight, feeling her tongue working 
on his cock head.  He grabbed her hair and violently
 pumped his dick in and out.  The heroine gagged each
 time his cock slid deep down the back of her throat.

Bruno didn’t want to cum in her mouth, although he
 knew she was sterile, his goal was to blow a load in
 her.

With a grunt, Bruno pulled Ms Americana to her feet 
and threw her on the bed.  She laughed and spread 
her legs, pulling her patriotic panties aside.  “Do it
 Dan, fuck me!”  The goon laughed as she called him
 Dan and with one thrust, buried his cock balls deep 
in her wet cunt.

It only took a few minutes and he knew he couldn’t hold
 back any longer.  He arched his back, pulled off her 
mask and flooded her once ripe womb with thick cum. 
 “I always wanted to unmask you, it’s been my dream!”
  Brenda felt him cum deep in her cunt.  “I bet that’s the
 one, I will get pregnant now.”  Bruno climbed up and 
out of bed, sore and happy.  “Yea…sure.”

She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.  Bruno 
climbed off and stripped her of her costume.  “Nice
 fuck, thanks bitch.”

Several hours later, Brenda awoke sore and with a
 headache.  She remembered nothing, just sleeping.  
A scream made her almost fall out of bed.  Candice 
was on her back in bed, her legs open screaming. 
 Brenda had seen it before over and over, she was in
 labor.  

In the next room, Got Gal was on all fours facing her. 
 Her mouth was open moaning and gasping as 
Rupert fucked her.  He grinned at Brenda, then closed
 his eyes in delight as he climaxed.  

Brenda almost began to cry.  “I have to escape, god
 this will kill us.”

Candice could see her doctor, Dan her husband, and
 several nurses.  She cried out in agony and tried to
 breathe as she had been taught.  She screamed 
and gave one massive push and felt the baby burst 
from her vagina.

She cried in joy as the nurse put her newborn in her
 arms.  The doctor smiled and shook Dan’s hand.  
The nurse smiled and motioned to Candice. 
 “Feed him, feed your new son.”

Candice leaned up so the nurse could untie her 
hospital gown at the neck.  She looked lovingly at Dan
 and pulled the material aside.  She lowered her 
nipple to the infant’s mouth and smiled seeing him suckle.

Doctor Borgman walked up to Bruno who was watching his
 friend Rupert fuck Tanya.  He patted his worker on the 
shoulder and held a hypodermic needle in front of him.  

Bruno looked in awe and took the needle.  This is it, is
 this…hers?”  Borgman pulled a small alcohol wipe and
 rubber tube from his pocket.  “That’s her, Ms Americana
 herself.”

He wrapped the surgical tube around the mans arm and
 took the needle.  Are you ready?”  Bruno smiled and 
nodded.  Borgman removed the needle cover, aimed and
 injected its contents into his worker.

Bruno stood and didn’t react at first, then he groaned and
 almost fell.  Issac led him to the chamber Brenda was in
 and stood him by the door.  “You see Brenda; this is what
 I make here thanks to your precious breast milk.”

He held up the empty syringe and stood back from Bruno.
  The man cried out and flexed.  Before her eyes, Bruno 
became huge, all muscle, a body men would die for.

The goon looked at Brenda and rubbed his crotch.  She 
could see the bulge in his pants was huge.  “Maybe if you
 are nice, I will use it on you.”  Brenda looked at him with 
anger and ignored his comment.  

Borgman pointed to Bruno and then clapped his hands.  
“You see Brenda, I can turn your breast milk into one of
 the most powerful steroids ever created, and it has no 
side effects.”

Bruno flexed and posed, he began to laugh seeing her
 reaction.  “See bitch, we can get big with Tanya’s or 
Candice’s jug juice, but your milk…look at me!”

Borgman replaced the needle protector and pocketed 
the syringe.  It’s totally undetectable and…permanent.”

As they spoke, Candice had finished feeding her doll 
and was resting.  Borgman pointed to the milk under
 her bed.  I and my men will be rich when we sell this, 
and you ladies will be our…cows.”

To be continued…