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DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, or if you are offended by sexual material like bondage, chloroform, discipline, foot fetish, knock-out fetish, mind-control fetish, rape, time-stop fetish, or other sexual situations.

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Titanville's episodes are an on-going collection of fictional stories detailing the lives and times of superheroines in the great metropolis of Titanville. Although mostly standing on their own, the stories can hark back to previous happenings in earlier episodes. Thus, it is recommended that you read the stories in their sequential order:

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Episodes 001 ~ 003: "The Mysterious Madame Perloine and the Proficient Professor Pricken" (Parts 1, 2, and 3)

Note ~ This story continues in Episodes 013 and 014 and concludes in Episode 015.

Episodes 004 ~ 006: "The Sinister Seven Seas Sensational Spa" (Parts 1, 2, and 3)

Note ~ This story will continue in a future episode.

Episodes 007 ~ 012: "Bank Robberies in Titanville? Surely, you Jester!" (Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6/Conclusion)

Episodes 013 ~ 015 "The Mysterious Madame Perloine and the Proficient Professor Pricken" (Parts 4, 5, and 6/Conclusion)

Episodes 016 ~ 021: "To Bee or Not to Bee? That Is the Question..." (Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6/Conclusion)

Episodes 022 ~ xxx: "Adonis Ensorcell, the Sorcerous Financial Wizard" (Part 1/Conclusion)

Episodes 023 ~ xxx: "Lights! ... Camera!! ... Stand-by Stunt-cocks!!! ...... Action!!!!" (Part 1)

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The keyword in the paragraph above is the word 'fictional'. Everything that you read in my stories is pure fiction and make-believe.

However, in real life, bondage, chloroform, discipline, fetishes, rape, other sexual situations are dangerous and life-threatening. Chloroform is a very dangerous chemical and is especially life-threatening. Knock-out fetish, mind-control fetish, and time-stop fetish as described in my stories simply does not exist in real life.

Please do not confuse that which is fiction and make-believe with that which is real and dangerous.

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Episode 023 - "Lights! ... Camera!! ... Stand-by Stunt-cocks!!! ...... Action!!!!" (Part 1) by Titanville

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The Titanville weather had continued to get cool and cooler with each passing November day. Thanksgiving was still two weeks away. But for the concerned citizens of the great metropolis, that is, those citizens that were actually concerned about the weather, the definite change in the daily temperatures made it known that winter was getting closer and closer. There's just something about the cool and cooler days of autumn that makes one think of the hot and hotter days of summer. Accordingly, there's just something about the hot and hotter days of summer that makes one think of the cool and cooler days of late autumn.

But for one Titanville-raised actress, her thoughts were stuck on anything but the temperatures that were becoming cool and cooler. Rather, the stunning dirty-blonde beauty was stuck on thinking about things that were getting hot and hotter. And she wasn't too pleased with what was forcing, actually, who was forcing her, to think of such hot and erotic things.

Wendy Lynn Liontaft had been born and raised in Titanville and still tried to make the city of her birth her home as best as possible. It was difficult. It was difficult because she had grown to become a beautiful and talented actress who had Hollywood in the palm of her hand. At only twenty-eight years of age, the dazzling beauty had caught the eyes of many a talented director and rich producer. Oh, and she had also caught the eyes of many a handsome director and producer. To be fair, many of the talented, rich, and handsome directors and producers had caught the eyes of the beautiful actress as well.

One director-producer had particularly caught the actress' eyes.

Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. Boy falls for girl. Girl falls for boy. How many thousands of movies have had that basic plot as their underlying theme? Thus, it really was no earth-shattering or mind-boggling event when the actress got together with her latest director-producer. Her very handsome director-producer at that. Furthermore, it was no secret that the stunning actress and the well-known and talented director, and super-rich producer, Oscar De La Ventinallen, were now living together and spending most of their time in Hollywood.

So, in addition to having Hollywood in the palm of her hand, Wendy would have at various times during her day, ummm, something else in the palm of her hand.

So much so, that Hollywood reporters had to be careful not to use the phrase 'lip-service' when describing the popular director-producer's praise and respect whenever he mentioned his new-found love-squeeze and fabulously beautiful actress. The popular director-producer Oscar was most definitely in love with Wendy. His popular advice to her was 'stick with me babe and you'll have yet another Oscar...' And to be fair yet again, she, the popular and pretty actress, was just as much in love with him.

They made for a beautiful couple.

But, something had happened, and happened just quite recently. On a weekend-getaway to enjoy some skiing made possible by an early snowfall outside of Denver, Colorado, the director-producer had stumbled and hit his head on a boulder that was submerged in the snow. The blow was enough to cause a bad concussion but not so severe for Oscar to require hospitalization. Still, something had changed in the director-producer. It was a most dramatic, pun un-intended, change for the Hollywood hotshot.

Instead of directing and producing normal Hollywood movies as he had been, Oscar De La Ventinallen now wanted to immerse himself in directing and producing porn movies.

The porn industry had always fascinated Oscar and now, due to the 'blow on his head', pun definitely intended, he wanted his piece of the action. And unfortunately, to be truthful, he rather wanted his 'pieces' of the action. Pieces, as in 'flesh'. Flesh, as in actresses. Plural. Not 'actress', but 'actresses'. To be blunt, the director-producer was wanting very much to add yet another word as part of his title. That word was 'actor'. The former 'director-producer' wanted to transform his current moniker into that of 'director-producer-actor'. If his talents were, cough, increasing, he wanted his self-imposed moniker to increase as well.

Wendy was not happy at all. And, she was not being cooperative.

She had no desire to become involved with porn, let alone even consider the thought of becoming a porn star, even if it meant working with Oscar. Not to say that Oscar hadn't tried. It was now an everyday event for Oscar to try and get his and Wendy's romantic interludes on film. The man had become a sex fiend. Since the brutal bump on his head, he fancied himself as a grand porn king and an even grander porn actor.

In the old "Batman" television series of the 1960's, the character known as William Omaha McElroy, the highly-regarded professor of Egyptology at Yale University, had been hit on the head and had then become the villain known as 'King Tut'. And now, Oscar De La Ventinallen, the highly-regarded director-producer in Hollywood had been hit on the head and was quickly becoming an entirely different person who wanted to be known as 'King Tit'.

Oscar's, that is, King Tit's, actions since the accident had been forthright and forthcoming.

Not only had King Tit taken over Wendy's family country estate in Titanville, but the director-producer had secured the leasing of several vacant warehouses that were directly next to each other in the warehouse district of Titanville. The country estate would be his 'office' and the collection of warehouses would be his 'studio'. The metropolis of Titanville would become his metroplex - his creational pornographic base of operations. In other words, Titanville was perhaps about to become the cinematic center of a fledgling flesh industry.

Some would say that Titanville was perhaps about to be-'cum' a 'sin'-ematic center of a fledgling flesh industry.

Much to Wendy's disgust, Oscar had already started changing-over the warehouses to his seedy and sinful cinematic desires. Many sets had been built in the warehouses with much film-production equipment arriving daily. In addition, Oscar had transformed a large basement area at the country estate into his own private viewing theater, complete with a number of rows of comfortable and leggy chairs. At the end of each filming day, the director-producer-actor could review the just-filmed footage of that day, making notes and scheduling re-shoots.

It was a good thing that Wendy's parents had passed and that she was the only child. At least no other family members were around to see the family's hallowed country estate, specifically the basement area, turned into somewhat of a sex-star review and production center.

And in addition to all the new set-work in the warehouses and the new viewing cinema at the estate, Oscar De La Ventinallen, as the now ready-for-action King Tit, was now advertising for porn stars. Although King Tit had even broached the subject of becoming a hot and popular porn star with Wendy, she wasn't buying-in. In fact, Wendy was searching for a way to stop the 'King Tit' persona of the boyfriend that was the new love of her life.

"Imagine, you and me together performing on film!" King Tit had stated directly and without reservation to Wendy. "It would be our first film together in front of the camera. Me the director-producer-actor! You the new and upcoming actress!! We could call it 'A Porn Star Is Born'!"

Wendy could only stand and shake her head at the vulgar thought of doing porn flicks. Her head simply wasn't into doing porn, or 'doing' anyone on film, for that matter.

Yes, indeed, even with the late-autumn weather bringing cool and cooler temperatures to Titanville, things were becoming hot and hotter behind the scenes in the great city.

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The next day, the popular actress and daughter of Titanville was sitting in Police Commissioner Jim Borden's office. The stunning blonde was wearing an equally stunning bright-red dress. The dress provided for, and Wendy's ample bosom provided for, the showing-off of Wendy's more than ample and tempting cleavage. The actress was wearing white nylons and black pumps. Although mostly in a friendly mood, Wendy was dressed for business, and most definitely meant business, as she sat in one of the Commissioner's chairs with her legs crossed.

She was getting really worried about Oscar and his 'King Tit' persona.

Wendy had taken it upon herself to introduce herself to the Commissioner during an unannounced visit, and the Commissioner in turn had immediately phoned The AGENCY with the sketchy details that Wendy had mentioned anxiously. Although it sounded that no crimes had been committed, the Commissioner knew that The AGENCY would probably want to get involved, in the least to scope-out those porn interests seemingly now wanting to locate themselves in Titanville.

'The AGENCY' was formally called 'Superheroines Against Greed, Endangerment, and other Criminal Yearnings'. But anyone and everyone called it 'The AGENCY'. The acronym was a lot easier to say and a lot easier to remember. All of Titanville knew of The AGENCY and the simply sexy and stellar superheroines that comprised its crime-thwarting foundation. Every superheroine employed with the company was beautiful, energetic, and full of pride. And, all of the superheroines stood strongly for truth, justice, and The AGENCY way.

It was always a good day for any citizen when they would see, quite literally mind you, a superheroine or a superheroine team bounding and bouncing into action. Let those "Baywatch" television viewers have their old reruns of lifeguards bounding and bouncing up and down as they themselves ran up and down a beach. This writer? I'll take a superheroine or a superheroine team bounding and bouncing into action every day of the week and twice on Sunday!

When the Commissioner telephoned The AGENCY, the Case Manager was most happy to hear from his great friend, Commissioner Borden. Mr. Yellow, the Case Manager, was glad to receive the call because he had a new superheroine team ready to deploy on their first case together. And although Mr. Yellow was at first apprehensive about sending his new team out to research porn interests coming into Titanville, of all things, the Case Manager quickly acquiesced and sent Star Babe and Star Vixen out to meet with the Commissioner and his guest. Commissioner Borden and Wendy were now waiting for the two superheroines to arrive from The AGENCY.

By the time Star Babe and Star Vixen bounded into Commissioner Borden's office, the Commissioner and Wendy had had a nice conversation about Titanville and the actress' roles in a number of good films that had done well at the box-office.

And what a superheroine pair it was that had just bounded and bounced into the Commissioner's office.

As the superheroine known as 'Star Babe', Caralyn Davis stood 5' 5" and weighed 117 pounds. She was twenty years of age and possessed a milky-white Caucasian complexion. Her brown hair, which reached just below her shoulders, was usually tied in a pony. But since receiving her new superheroine partner, Caralyn had decided to not use the pony-look and let her hair cascade-down naturally. Caralyn had sparkling blue eyes and had just about the most beautiful face of any AGENCY superheroine. She was simply a naturally beautiful young women with a quiet but strong spirit.

Star Babe also had an excellently proportioned body to go with her smallish frame. In fact, her breasts were slightly larger in proportion to her body.

In her superheroine costume, Star Babe beamed like a star. Her costume consisted of a white bra-top that went over her shoulders with tiny straps and then around her abdomen with thicker straps. Her bra-top was one size too small but still kept her large breasts supported. Due to her large breasts and smallish bra-top, Star Babe looked like she was ready to explode-out from her form-fitting top. This effect worked wonders during fights as attackers were always becoming distracted by her beckoning breasts. Along the top border of her bra-top were small dark-blue stars.

The superheroine wore white short-shorts with white panties underneath. Along the top border of her shorts were more small dark-blue stars like those found on her bra-top. Star Babe wore dark-blue knee-high leather boots but did not wear socks or hose. She wore a thin burgundy-colored band over the top of her head from ear-to-ear to help keep her hair in place. On her face she wore a dark-blue mask and around her neck she wore a silver pendant with a large dark-blue star.

Star Babe also wore dark-blue elbow-length gloves which matched the color of her mask and boots. Embedded in her gloves at the wrist where AGENCY-hardened faux-stars so she could deflect bullets aimed in her direction. Star Babe's silky burgundy-colored cape draped from her shoulders down to just below her fantastic ass. Her powerbelt was metallic dark-blue in color and emblazoned in the middle were the letters 'SB'.

Standing next to Star Babe was the new superheroine 'Star Vixen'. She could not have been named any better. Standing at an even five-feet tall, Brendaline 'Brandy' Beaumonte was one hundred pounds of pure vixen-flesh. Powerful vixen-flesh at that. The cute and youthful superheroine had just completed her superheroine training and was most becoming. Brandy was, at twenty-years old, the same age as Caralyn and also Caucasian. The brunette could have been called Star 'Vexin' because everyone around her was always being sexually vexed or punished by the girl's staggering and youthful beauty.

The girl's light-brown hair, combined with her hazel-eyes, made for an instantly and intoxicatingly cute superheroine. And the added dreaminess of Brandy's eyes was that they always seemed to be changing color. Sometimes they were light-green and sometimes they were light-blue. Sometimes they were even a riveting gray or silver color depending on the light.

Gorgeous eyes. Star Vixen possessed gorgeous eyes.

But one would only realize this fact, that is, if one ever got to look into her eyes. The fact that Star Vixen also possessed 32DD-sized breasts made breaking-away from looking at the superheroine's breasts and then looking-into the superheroine's eyes somewhat complicated. How two things so enormously big could flower from her naturally slim and lithe body, not to mention very short, was beyond comprehension. That they could be so rounded and full also made for the uncomprehending and unbelievable stares that often commenced when Star Vexin, I mean Star Vixen, entered any room.

Hands down, Star Babe and Star Vixen had to probably be the two most youthful and beautiful superheroines partnered at The AGENCY. If Commissioner Borden wasn't already in lust with the golden superheroine Maizen Maiden, then the Commissioner would have been hooked by one Star Vixen at first sight.

Star Vixen's costume was an almost perfect replica of Star Babe's costume. Except where Star Babe wore dark-blue, Star Vixen wore burgundy-red. And where Star Babe wore burgundy-red, Star Vixen wore dark-blue. Just like Star Babe, Star Vixen wore a smallish white bra-top with blue stars and white short-shorts with blue stars. And like Star Babe, Star Vixen wore simple white thong-style panties under her short-shorts and chose to not wear nylons or socks - she liked the bare-legged feel of action. But unlike Star Babe, Star Vixen had burgundy-colored boots, gloves, and mask.

Brandy also chose to let her light-brown hair cascade-down from her head naturally and wore a dark-blue headband. Star Vixen's silky and burgundy-colored cape was the same color as Star Babe's cape but was much shorter - it only reached to a few inches above the superheroine's flawlessly carved ass. Star Vixen also wore a pendant that matched Star Babe's. Whereas Star Babe's powerbelt was metallic-blue, Star Vixen's powerbelt as metallic-burgundy. Lastly, the letters 'SV' were emblazoned on the lithe and lovely superheroine's belt.

Now's as good a time as any to further mention Star Vixen's flawless ass. For someone only twenty years and a few months of age, the brazen beauty certainly knew how to use it. Quite simply, one look at the girl's sculptured ass could make one cum. It was that fine. And, she knew it. In fact, one might say that her cute and wiggly tush was her best asset, with definite emphasis on the 'ass' part of the word 'asset'.

As said previously, the brassy and busty Star Vixen knew how to use her shapely ass - many a sparring-partner had become hypnotized and dazed during her training education in the gym at The AGENCY. The superheroine had swish. The superheroine had swank. The superheroine had sashay. The superheroine had a rousing, radiant, and quite recherché rear-end. Don't even get me started on how Brandy worked her stylish hips in synchronicity with her ritzy rump.

The AGENCY had recently made a change in superheroine partners when Ravishing Raven had become 'with child'. Star Babe and Emerald Minx were broken-up as a team. Emerald Minx then joined with the superheroine Emerald Lynx to form a dynamic and delicious danger-defying duo, dressed almost in identical emerald cat-themed costumes. With Ravishing Raven joining the in-house "Sierra Alpha" team as their close-by superheroine, Star Babe was then partnered with Star Vixen, who had just graduated from the Superheroine Training Academy.

Someone at The AGENCY knew pure and natural beauty when he or she saw it. Star Babe and Star Vixen made for an incomparable superheroine pair.

The 'probably' word from a few paragraphs back is wrong. Star Babe and Star Vixen were 'positively' the two most youthful and beautiful superheroines partnered together at The AGENCY. There was no other superheroine team employed at The AGENCY that could rise above the other superheroines like the matchless and pleasing pair of Star Babe and Star Vixen.

Speaking of 'rise' or 'rising', Star Babe and Star Vixen would have to be careful in their superheroine line of work. They were each naturally beautiful and they each happened to make those things particular to the males of the species rise, naturally, as well. Let's change 'careful' to 'extra careful' in the first sentence of this paragraph. Star Babe and Star Vixen would have to be extra careful in their superheroine line of work.

As beautiful and intoxicating as all the superheroines are at The AGENCY, that same beauty and intoxication brings danger and the constant threat of defilement to all of them. More so for Star Babe and Star Vixen. The pair's staggering beauty and youthful innocence brings one thing additionally, and extra-specially, to the table for both Star Babe and Star Vixen: instant fuckableness.

Wendy saw and sensed it too.

"You both are absolutely striking and stunning! Not only are you superheroine stars but you both could be film stars!!" Wendy acknowledged breathlessly with discerning eyes, if not probing and selective eyes.

Neither Commissioner Borden, Star Babe, nor Star Vixen caught Wendy's lingering eyes on the superheroine-stanced posing pretties. Standing together in perfect superior superheroine poses, heads up - eyes strong - arms out - elbows bent - hands on hips - breasts thrust - legs spread - feet angled, Star Babe and Star Vixen looked mighty and magnificent. Wendy's legs weakened. And something else weakened too, her vagina.

Wendy felt the warm and delicate fleshy folds of her heavenly sex awaken and dampen slightly.

There had been just a few times before when the actress had become aroused by another stunning woman or women. There had been a few occasions in college and just a few times in Hollywood, specifically at the cast parties at the mansions of some directors. Wendy was not a lesbian by any stretch of the imagination. Let's just that she had 'dabbled' at times.

At the moment, Wendy's pussy was not so much a 'dabble' as it was a 'dribble'.

It was a good thing that the four of them then sat down. Commissioner Borden and Wendy each sat in a cozy chair - the superheroines seated themselves on the Commissioner's comfortable couch. Wendy was able to cross her legs as her left leg and foot settled on her right leg. Star Babe instantly perked-up when she could now check-out Wendy's white-nyloned legs and black pumps. The superheroine's foot-fetish kicked-in and Star Babe herself began to become wet between the legs as her mind wandered.

Star Babe's lesbian partner was Alisa, the superheroine Emerald Minx, and there was no doubt that each loved the other. But Caralyn always loved the chance to check-out another woman's legs and feet, especially if they were young and beautiful. And now just in arms reach of Star Babe was a famous and beautiful Hollywood actress' shapely legs and enticing feet, not to mention a wonderful pair of white nylons contrasted by a pair of black and beautiful pumps.

The superheroine caught herself and shook her head out from her slightly erotic daydream and concentrated on the conversation.

Wendy was informing everybody of her great concern for her boyfriend, Oscar. He wasn't himself. Since the skiing accident, he saw himself not as a powerful Hollywood director-producer, but as an expert porn director-producer-actor. She was ashamed to admit that she had let him make drastic changes at her childhood and now adulthood country estate outside of Titanville. And, she was furthermore aghast to discuss some of the risqué sets that she had seen being built at Oscar's new collection of warehouses.

She was hoping something could be done. Something. Anything. Even if it meant just checking to make sure no local Titanville blue-laws or building-codes were being broken. Anything that might shut the porn producer down on the spot. Wendy was becoming very desperate and visibly shaken. She broke-down and began tearing-up when she further discussed the fact that her own boyfriend, the famous director-producer Oscar De La Ventinallen, was eager to star and film her, in some of his porn flicks. She wanted no part in it.

"Oscar is scheduled to fly back to California in a few hours to put the finishing touches on a few projects. Tonight might be a good night to check-out either the construction at the warehouses or the changes at my country estate..." Wendy mentioned and suggested between tears. "Here's a key for the backdoor at my estate and a key for the backdoor of the warehouses - Oscar had the warehouses re-keyed so that the same key opens each of them. I think both locations will be very quiet as I'm meeting an old college girlfriend tonight for drinks, dinner, and perhaps a movie."

Wendy was fortunate.

Not only were the men and women 'in-blue' of Titanville's highly adept and responsible police force extremely knowledgeable of the laws and codes of the city, but The AGENCY's superheroines were just as knowledgeable as well. In fact, with Star Vixen having just graduated from the Superheroine Training Academy, the superheroine had been studying hard for her final exam and possessed up-to-date knowledge of all of the city's blue-laws and building-codes.

And Wendy was fortunate yet again. As long as The AGENCY was willing, Commissioner Borden had no issue with the superheroines checking-out the famous director-producer Oscar De La Ventinallen.

By the time the bright-eyed and perky pair of superheroines were bounding out of the Commissioner's office, Wendy's tears had dried and she was becoming more settled. One thing that had not dried was the moistness between her legs. Star Babe and Star Vixen had been at once captivating and commanding. The young and energetic superheroines had been spirited and spritely standing in their powerful and seductive superheroine stances. The young actress wouldn't mind the opportunity to pose for the scrumptious and sexy superheroines someday. Or, have the two delicious dynamos pose once again for her in their jaunty and jutting superheroine stances.

"Someday..." Wendy sighed to herself as she stood and thanked Commissioner Borden for the opportunity to present her concerns to the Commissioner and to the sunny superheroines.

Soon enough, Wendy was walking down the front steps of Titanville's Police Headquarters. As she reached the bottom step, she heard and then saw Star Babe and Star Vixen drive-by on their powercycles as they had just exited the building's Motor Pool and were on their way back to The AGENCY. She waved at the pretty pair of superheroines and Star Babe and Star Vixen promptly returned her waves.

"How fortunate the citizens of Titanville are to have two of the prettiest Stars in the galaxy protecting and defending our fine city!" Wendy thought to herself as she walked along the sidewalk to return to her car.

Batman himself could not have said it any better. All that was missing was Robin, the Boy Wonder, adding his two cents by responding 'Gosh Batman, I mean Wendy, you're right again!'

As she walked, Wendy felt the late-afternoon coolish breeze on her legs and feminine region. She was still damp down there from the meeting with the salacious superheroines - the collision of cool air meeting a cooled cunt made Wendy step a little quicker and a little bouncier as she accepted and indulged the cheap thrill.

She didn't notice the man sitting in his car close-by to her own car and talking on his cellphone.

"Yeah, boss, she just came out. ... No, I don't know who she talked to... But, she just waved to two superheroines who just came out of the police garage on motorcycles. It was a real friendly wave, like they had recently been talking, if you know what I mean... ... Roger that, boss. I'll keep following her and report later..." the man informed before pulling his car out into the traffic to continue tailing Wendy.

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Back at The AGENCY, Star Babe and Star Vixen were in a conundrum. By the time that they had returned to The AGENCY, checked-in with their Case Analyst, and researched the locations of, and the directions to, both Wendy's country estate and Oscar's warehouses, it was late. When they had exited The AGENCY's cafeteria after refortifying and re-energizing their budding bodies with food and power drinks, it was after 8:00 PM in the early evening.

"Do you think we have time to check-out both the estate and the warehouses tonight?" Star Vixen asked excitedly but concernedly, like they might be biting-off more than they could chew at the moment. "Besides, it's not like we have knowledge that any crimes have actually been committed - we're just checking to see if any blue-laws or building-codes have obviously been broken, right??"

Star Babe listened to her new agile partner's questions and scrunched her face in thought. She looked-up at the clock on the wall and saw that it was 8:07 PM. Because Wendy's country estate was a good forty-five minute ride from the warehouse district, they were, indeed, looking at possibly a long night.

The experienced superheroine remembered that things often don't go as planned and that, with traveling and such, it can take much longer to accomplish that which one wants to finish. Star Babe kept thinking and then a minute or so later offered-up an idea.

"How would you feel about breaking into two one-superheroine teams, with just one of us going to each place?" Star Babe asked with a slyish glint to her eyes. "We'll be able to work twice as fast and not waste time going around in circles if we find the same construction at each location!"

Star Vixen's eyes widened and she smiled broadly.

The new and youthful superheroine was anxious to show-off her superheroine training and capabilities. What better way to do that than work solo for part of the case but still working as part of a two-superheroine team in general, the bright-eyed and busty superheroine believed.

Star Vixen was beaming as she gave her reply to her equally stunning and equally shapely superheroine partner.

"I'll take the warehouses if you don't mind taking the estate!" Star Vixen blurted-out, barely containing her excitement at finally getting her chance to show-off her moves and superheroine persona. "The warehouses are closer and I can't wait to get started!!

"Works for me!!!" Star Babe then answered, just as excited and enthused as Star Vixen that they now had an agreed plan of action. "Just be careful - remember, we're just searching for violations that may shut this guy's porn operations down and keep Titanville more respectable."

Star Vixen did a little leap into the air and pumped her fists up and down like she was already doing battle. Her head was spinning with excitement as both she and Star Babe raced down the stairs towards the Motor Pool. The elevator was too slow. Both the slinky and sylph-like superheroines loved the call to action. It was time for the definite do-gooders to answer the bell and move spritely. And it was time for the possible do-badders to suffer the consequences for their miscreantatic actions. The time for Titanville to once again be protected by the siren-ish superheroines from The AGENCY had arrived.

As soon as they had mounted their powerful powercycles, and after they had programed the coded locations of the estate and the warehouses into the tactical mini-computers on their cycles, Star Babe and Star Vixen were off. They would meet-up later at 11:30 PM back at The AGENCY. They each had just over three hours to scope-out their respective locations.

After driving-out of the Motor Pool, Star Babe turned right and headed for the country estate on the outskirts of the city. Star Vixen turned left and headed for the downtown warehouse district.

The rookie and vexing vixen then noticed how wet with excitement she was - the cool air buffeting around her charging-forth powercycle encased and encapsulated her tingly body. The feel of invigorating air on her most invigorating of female cavities made her wrist instinctively twist the power accelerator on her handlebars. Star Vixen increased speed and sped into the dark night.

Going in the opposite direction, the excited but not as wet Star Babe twisted the accelerator with her gloved-wrist as well. In turn, her powercycle vroomed and picked-up speed. Soon, the beauteous babe was going slightly over the speed limit. But the brunette cutie didn't care. She was now in a race with her new and beautiful superheroine partner. Star Babe, the somewhat 'veteran' of many AGENCY cases, didn't want to be outdone by Star Vixen, the rookie and spark-plugish superheroine. Their paths would come full-circle later back at headquarters.

Star Babe was anxious to be the first one back to The AGENCY with her scouting report. She twisted her wrist even further and hunched even lower as her powercycle powered her closer and closer to Wendy's country estate. Star Babe's tits blossomed and her nipples became rock-hard due to the cool air and also due to the excitement of the moment.

At precisely the same moment, Star Vixen twisted her accelerator control also. The bold and brazen superheroine wasn't about to be bettered by her peppy partner. As Star Babe had done, Star Vixen crouched lower and let her powercycle blaze faster and faster into the night. The sexual dynamo's breasts jiggled as her speed increased. Star Vixen's nipples flooded with excited blood and flourished as they hardened to a pebbly-hard look and feel. The superheroine's powercycle's headlights were on the low-beam setting. The superheroine's powerful tits were on the high-beam setting.

Both Star Babe and Star Vixen were now on the case.

As surely as the wheels on their powercycles rotated around faster and faster, the wheels of justice were now also rotating as fast towards stopping the possibly illegal actions of one Oscar De La Ventinallen, or his alter-ego persona of 'King Tit'. It appeared very much to be that King Tit was Titanville's latest and upcoming porn power-lord. Star Babe and Star Vixen knew that tonight would not be the night that they would meet Oscar, rather King Tit, as Wendy had indicated earlier that the man was traveling to California. But they were still anxious to scope-out the locations. And, they were anxious to hear how the director-producer-actor might spin his way out of any blue-law or building-code violations that they might find. Regardless of the current condition of their excited tits, the superheroines were strong, steadfast, and ready for action.

Star Babe and Star Vixen were eager to put the pinch and clamps on King Tit and his pornographic operations before they could even begin to spin out of control in the beloved city of Titanville.

*******

Even though Star Babe had to drive further to reach Wendy's country estate, she arrived almost at the exact time that Star Vixen arrived at the warehouses because Star Vixen had encountered the city's traffic lights. Both locations were found to be just as expected: dark and quiet. Star Babe guided her powercycle around towards the back of the estate and parked. And then using the trusty backdoor key that Wendy had given her, Star Babe entered the estate and found herself in a small mud-room next to the kitchen.

As Star Babe had entered the estate, Star Vixen had entered the first warehouse by opening a backdoor with the key that Wendy had given to her. The lively superheroine found the warehouse to be silent and rather darkened.

Star Babe advanced quickly to the basement to check on the construction changes that Wendy had indicated. Once downstairs, Star Babe noticed the hum of some machinery and some other noises. They were not super-loud noises, but noises that were loud enough to guide her steps through the darkened area. Soon, Star Babe found herself ready to enter the room that she surmised was the new movie theater. It was where the noises were emanating from and, indeed, sounded like those definite sounds one would generally hear from any movie playing in a theater.

Someone was watching a movie!

Star Babe then entered the small movie theater quietly and was shocked to find that neither Wendy nor her college friend were the ones watching a movie. The person watching a movie was the director-producer himself, Oscar De La Ventinallen. The man was sitting a few rows up in the tiered viewing theater and sitting in the middle of the row. He was seated perfectly in the center of the small cinema and was watching an eerie thriller as the music and sound-effects were dramatic and dangerous-sounding. The music and sound-effects made the filmed sequence that was playing on the screen seem exciting and tense.

"Come in! Come in!! Wendy indicated that we might have some company. Come in and sit down." Oscar said with a friendly wave of his hand. "You're just in time for the best part!!!"

Star Babe relaxed a little, but only a little. She couldn't see Wendy. She stepped up to the row where the director was sitting and moved-in to sit in the seat next to Oscar. Star Babe kept looking around, but the superheroine didn't see Wendy. On the screen, she could hear footsteps in a darkened room but couldn't see who was making the sound of the footsteps.

"Where's Wend..." Star Babe then asked before being cut-off by Oscar.

"SHHHH! This is the best part!!" Oscar admonished as his interest on what was happening on the screen increased and he leaned his body closer to the movie screen - he was really getting into the movie. "Judging by the background music, I think this is the part where the investigating intruder gets nabbed by the evil villain!!!"

Star Babe took a quick look at the screen but didn't see anything. All that was on the screen was the close-up of a darkened floor. All she could hear were the footsteps. The sound of the footsteps was loud and not very quiet at all in the darkened scene. And so too, the pattern of the footsteps was erratic. Stop and go if you will. There would be a few quick steps, a pause, another step or two, another pause, and then some more steps. And there was yet another thing about the loud footsteps. The footsteps had quite an echo to them, like whoever was making them was walking on highly-polished wood, like that of a dance-floor or something.

The inquisitive superheroine then sat-down by the director-producer as he waved is arm once again in a welcoming motion. Star Babe continued to watch Oscar as he watched the movie. She didn't want to become distracted by the movie that he was now fixated upon.

For Star Babe, it felt good to sit down. It was definitely warmer in the interior of the estate as opposed to the exterior temperature outside. And as she had sat down, Star Babe had then felt the warming wafts of air on her as she began to relax. The man had spared no expense in building his viewing theater - each seat had its own pair of respective heaters, one to the right and one to the left built into the seat in front of it. She figured that each vent could be set for air-conditioning instead of heat depending on the season.

*******

Back in the first warehouse, Star Vixen was trying to go as quickly as possible, while still being cautious. The warehouse was darkened and quiet, with just a little light coming-in through various windows from the outside street lights. One could hear a pin drop. All along one side of the warehouse she could make-out that various movie sets were in varying degrees of construction. One particular area closest to her looked like it might be a closed-set because the area had been enclosed by walls and looked like a rather large room segregated by itself within the confines of the larger warehouse.

Star Vixen reached the door of the isolated room and crept inside. This closed-set looked just like an actual dance studio, complete with a long and specially-built wooden floor, of which she was now standing on. Although there was a bank of light switches close to the door, the sneaking superheroine thought it best to continue-on with the cover of the room's darkness protecting her.

The young and heart-beating-fast superheroine stepped further into the studio and walked carefully and cautiously. It was difficult to walk quietly so she went slowly - just taking a few quick steps before pausing and then walking a few more steps before pausing again. Star Vixen realized that her boots were making loud footsteps as she could hear the loud echoes reverberate off of the room's walls.

She wasn't doing a very good job of staying quiet on this, her first superheroine encounter with a darkened warehouse. Star Vixen cringed and gritted her teeth with every loud footstep that she took. The loud tap-tap of each of her stiletto heels on the wood floor seemed to bounce and reverberate of the walls and become even louder. The swaggy superheroine decided to walk on tip-toe, but that didn't help much. Even the soft taps of the front portion of each of her boots on the floor seemed to echo loudly in the room.

*******

"If I was that person, I think I would take my boots off and then either keep my socks on or go barefoot!" Oscar whispered as he leaned his head closer to Star Babe but kept his gaze fixated on the action and sounds coming from the screen and multiple speakers of the cinema. "Especially if I didn't really want to announce my arrival in such a loud way!!"

Star Babe heard the man's comment and became a bit more aware of the loud footsteps - and became a bit perkier due to her fetish for feet and Oscar's use of the word 'barefoot'. The footsteps actually sounded more like those caused by pumps, or stiletto-heels, Star Babe thought to herself. But she kept her gaze on Oscar instead of the movie screen.

"I'll bet ya twenty bucks that the person takes their boots off and goes either the rest of the way in socks or barefoot!" Oscar then announced with a wagering smile.

And almost like whoever was making the footsteps could hear what Oscar had said, the wearer of the boots stopped and unzipped their boots and took them off. And then the person that had been walking in the room was now barefoot. In a camera close-up, one could see the person's bare feet in the scene. The sound-boom operator who had been working the film had been tremendous. The operator caught the soft sound of each boot being unzipped and also the soft whoosh-pop as each foot was slipped out of the boot.

And then the person starting walking again. But this time, one could hardly hear the sound of the steps. And now the sound operator really earned his pay because one could now hear the snappy and suctiony sound of sticky bare feet walking on polished wood.

Star Babe heard the new and unmistakable sounds of bare feet walking on a solid floor and realized immediately that the person had taken off their shoes and was now walking barefoot. Star Babe's pulse quickened and her interest level increased. She turned her gaze to the screen to corroborate that which she already knew had happened.

"Nice try. How many times have you reviewed this film? My guess is twenty times since that's how much you wanted to wager and swindle from me." Star Babe asked and indicated with a coy voice.

"This is my first time! Honest!!" Oscar implored with beseeching alarm and honest concern.

But Star Babe didn't answer; she was now captivated by the scene on the screen.

The person in the movie was now walking barefoot and had most cute and cuddly feet, in Star Babe's estimation. Because she could hear the soft and seductive sounds of sticky bare feet, the superheroine was getting more and more captivated by each passing second. And, Star Babe was getting more and more aroused with each passing second. She was comfortable, she was warm, and she was getting horny. Star Babe possessed a deep desire and deep fetish for feet, especially bare female feet. She was anxious to determine if the character in the movie was female.

Star Babe was getting very horny.

*******

Star Vixen had had enough of the high-pitched and sharp-sounding echoes caused by the stiletto heels of her boots. She was being too loud. She had stopped to pause for a moment and then selected the obvious solution. She unzipped each of her boots and slowly removed each foot from each boot. The bare souls of her feet felt the coolness of the wood floor and became almost stuck to the floor. Her feet had been sweating in her superheroine boots and now they were sticky and somewhat clammy.

The superheroine's feet were also something else: scenty.

Star Vixen could smell the scenty wafts from her cute and cuddly feet as they rose to meet her nostrils. She didn't have foul or fetid foot odor but rather pleasing and perky foot odor. The bad thing now was that as she walked, her feet were so sticky that they now made short but snappy suction-like sounds as she continued into the room.

But at least she was now a lot quieter. One could hear a pin drop again.

*******

Oscar turned to look at Star Babe and smiled. The superheroine that had first kept her eyes on him was now finding it difficult to extract her vision from what was happening on the screen. The director than glanced at the air vents heating the cinema seats around them and smiled deeper. He knew things were about to get a lot hotter.

For a few more minutes, the person on-screen kept walking barefoot in the large wooden-floored room. The seductive sounds of bare feet on solid wood continued. The sound-boom person assigned to the movie had been exceptional. Star Babe was becoming more and more transfixed. And agitated. If only the camera operator had done his job as well as the sound-boom person. The superheroine was anxious to see the face of the female actress who was walking in the movie. The character was definitely an actress as some of the darkened wide-angle views showed the short and shapely form of a female. And, as the close-ups showed without a doubt, the actress had seductive and attractive feet.

The movie soundtrack took-on a more sinister sound. Danger was lurking. Definitely, danger was very-much lurking.

"These are always my favorite scenes... The trap is laid... The intruder approaches..." Oscar offered in a voice slightly louder than a whisper.

Star Babe was wetting profusely. She was absolutely captivated by the scene up on the screen. Absolutely captivated.

"I don't know if I would stay in there... Something's bound to go wrong..." Oscar continued to offer in a goading voice.

Star Babe could only nod her head in agreement.

And then like the director had written the script, the camera angle changed and one was forced to watch a close-up of an empty air vent situated just above a baseboard in the room for a few moments. After a few seconds, smoke began to emit out of the vent. And then the camera panned backwards and then one could see multiple vents spewing-forth a white-ish mist into the room. It wasn't thick smoke, but it was rather a mist or a fog-like veil.

After a thirty or forty seconds or so, Oscar and Star Babe could hear the character in the movie coughing.

"I don't think it's knock-out gas! I think the person would be down by now if it was knock-out gas." the director admitted. "Is it me or is this character taking a really long time to comprehend that they may be in danger? Just sayin'..."

Star Babe was spellbound. How could anyone be so nonchalant and be so sidetracked as to not be alarmed by what was happening in the room?

"Get out of there! GET OUT!!" Star Babe then shouted at the screen, like so many movie-goers say when enthralled by a particular scene while watching a creepy movie.

And like the character in the movie had heard her, the person who had previously walked carefully and cautiously into the room now bolted for one of the room's exits. But the door was locked. And then the person sprinted to another door but it was locked too. Desperation had to be setting-in for the doomed character. Yet a third exit door was useless.

"GET OUT OF THERE!!" Star Babe now pleaded to the character in the movie. "GET OUT OF THERE!!!"

*******

For Star Vixen, things were getting absolutely frightening and desperate. She had, for the most part, heard and then seen the befuddling fog that was entering the room. She too thought it might be knock-out gas but then determined that it wasn't. Still, without knowing what the gas or fog was, Star Vixen figured that enough was enough and that it was time to finally exit the room. She didn't want to find out what the gas or fog might be doing to her. The superheroine anxiously checked each door. As she found each door locked, and then each succeeding door locked, the spunky superheroine became even more and more desperate.

On the last door that she came to, she began pounding on the door. And there was good reason for the pounding on the door. The superheroine knew she was becoming affected by the fog. Star Vixen wanted to say that she felt like her thoughts were slipping away. Not into unconsciousness like being taken-down by knock-out gas or chloroform, but something else. The floating fog had a dreamy aspect to it - the superheroine was becoming very relaxed and transfixed by the enveloping foggy mist.

Star Vixen was frightened - she wanted out of the quickly-filling gaseous room.

*******

For being just a stupid female-gets-trapped movie, Star Babe had surprised herself at how concerned and captivated she was by the scene. The surprising thing about the scene was that it seemed that neither knock-out gas nor chloroform gas was being used to frighten the character in the movie - it was rather a mystery as to how the foggy mist might be affecting the trapped female character. As Star Babe watched the scene unfold, and as the probable victim pounded loudly on the door and screamed for help, the superheroine figured that the movie character would start collapsing soon due to the fiendish fumes.

But then it was a complete surprise as the door being pounded upon did open and the familiar face of an actress came into full focus.

"That's Wendy!!" Star Babe exclaimed with recognition. "You didn't say that she was in this!!!"

Sure enough, a character played by Wendy opened the door and immediately saved the woman in distress. It was funny in a way, because even the character in the movie that was trapped in the misty fog had then referred to this new saving character as 'Wendy' when she spoke her line: 'Wendy, it IS you. Thanks. I didn't think I was going to get out of there.'

The female character in the movie then embraced Wendy, her rescuer, and the two shared a long hug.

Peculiarly, Wendy had a strange glossy-eyed gaze to her face in the scene. She wasn't particularly happy to rescue the woman in misty distress. Wendy was truly an amazing actress - playing a spellbound, almost controlled-like puppet - it was like she really was mesmerized and being controlled by another force. Star Babe even noticed that the female character that had been trapped in the room had seemed to be getting pretty sluggish and out of it. The character had been barely able to thank Wendy for the rescue. For Star Babe, it suddenly dawned on her that the voice of the character that had been trapped in the fog-shrouded room sounded somewhat familiar.

And then suddenly, the scene playing on the screen took an ominous twist.

Wendy had hugged the affected and sluggish character and had abruptly ended the embrace. But then Wendy promptly blew a new pinkish-colored gas right into the victim's face. The pink-colored gas must have been some type of strong knock-out gas because the female didn't have a chance and quickly collapsed toward Wendy. Wendy took the female character's collapse well and let the victim fall into her shoulder. Wendy then lifted the figure's unconscious body up and onto her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry. The audience received a wonderful vision of the unconscious women's fantastic ass as it remained motionless while her body remained slumped over Wendy's shoulders. The audience also received a lusty lingering glance of the victim's muscular legs and dangling bare feet as the camera then panned-down the female's short but shapely body. The inquisitive intruder hadn't known what had hit her - she was out like a light.

Wendy then turned her back to the camera so the audience could at last see the victim's face. The camera panned-in for a close-up.

*******

For the embattled Star Vixen, at last someone had heard her pounding and screaming and had come to her rescue.

It was none too soon.

The sultry and sexy Star Vixen was by this time feeling quite dazed and distracted by the fog. The mist had a very calming and tranquilizing effect on the spunky girl. But then the door finally opened from the other side and the superheroine came face-to-face with another woman. Star Vixen peered with somewhat puppetized eyes into the face of the woman who had just rescued her - it took her a few extra seconds due to the fiendish fog for the superheroine to recognize Wendy.

"Wendy, it IS you. Thanks. I didn't think I was going to get out of there." Star Vixen said breathlessly as she inhaled the fresh air from the area outside the foggy chamber. "Why are you even here down at the warehouses? I thought you were seeing a movie with a friend tonight?"

Wendy and Star Vixen then embraced - the superheroine held the embrace, thankful for her deliverance from the heinous haze.

But that was the last thing Star Vixen saw or remembered. After breaking the embrace, Wendy quickly lifted what looked to be a cigarette to her mouth and then blew some type of pink gas directly into her face. The superheroine took the quick-shooting cloud right up her nose and in her mouth. The knock-out gas was quick and powerful. Star Vixen slumped immediately into unconsciousness and then her body fell towards Wendy.

The formerly audacious and swaggering superheroine was down-and-out like a wrestler who had just been knocked-out by another wrestler who had jumped and crashed onto their prone body from the top rope. Well, actually, Star Vixen would have been down-and-out and prone on the 'canvas' if Wendy had not then lifted the formerly vivacious vixen up and onto her shoulders.

Wendy let the camera get a nice shot of Star Vixen's perfect and formerly prancing ass. The vixen certainly had a most beckoning and bewitching butt. Wendy also let the camera get some close-ups of the superheroine's agile legs, dangling feet, and tempting toes.

Just minutes earlier, those same bare legs, feet, and toes had been strutting and swaggering through the ballet-room set. Now they were being carried by Wendy and were dangling silently in the air. Star Vixen's entire body, including her bare legs, feet, and toes, was now at the mercy of the puppetized slave Wendy, to which the neophyte superheroine had just fallen. And more drastically, Star Vixen was now at the mercy of the diabolical devil to whom Wendy was about to deliver her slumped and slumbering superheroine body.

But before exiting the warehouse with her befuddled and be-gassed superheroine prize, Wendy turned around so the camera could focus upon the flattened and fabulous face of the tenderfoot superheroine that had just fallen in her arms. If one didn't know better, one would have thought that Wendy even managed to show forth a glint of a diabolic smirk of her own to go along with her glossy-eyed gaze.

*******

And when the vision of the gorgeous but gassed face of the character appeared in close-up on the screen, Star Babe's eyes boggled and her mouth became agape. Without a doubt, the face on the screen was that of her superheroine partner Star Vixen.

How? When?? Who??? How could this be happening????

Those were the immediate questions that raced through Star Babe's reeling brain. The sound effects - the camera angles - the close-ups. The superheroine's mind staggered with stunned debilitation.

You could have knocked Star Babe over with a feather.

And when the superheroine then glanced over to look at Oscar, Star Babe was met with the smiling and sinister scrutiny of not Oscar De La Ventinallen, but that of the now-villainous porn director-producer-actor King Tit. The man's expression had changed and he was no longer the staid and steady famous Hollywood director-producer. The man next to her was now the soon-to-be-sexed-up Titanville director-producer-actor of porn. King Tit's smile was diabolic and demonic all at once.

King Tit began to laugh, and laugh heartily.

Star Babe had had enough and tried quickly to stand-up and attack. But as soon as she got half-way out of the chair, she collapsed right back down into the seat. It was too difficult to stand. The superheroine then noticed that her legs had no strength - her arms had no strength. With each passing second, Star Babe felt like she was getting weaker and weaker.

Talk about one being able to knock Star Babe over by a feather.

The sensational superheroine noticed something else. While trying to stand-up, Star Babe finally recognized how wet and aroused she really was. Her white thong panties felt like they were drenched by her own juices. Her vagina ached with erotic throbbing. Star Babe noticed that her breasts were tender and full - her nipples had hardened and were ripe for the touching. She was so fucking horny. The formerly powerful superheroine looked into King Tit's eyes with weakened and helpless eyes.

King Tit was laughing even harder at her incapability of even remaining standing.

"Ahhhh, you've fallen victim to my fast-acting pheromones!" King Tit indicated with glee. "All this time, you have been feeling relaxed by the seemingly warm heat emanating from my vexing vents. But in reality, your beautiful body has been absorbing my deliciously debilitating vapors. At the moment, you are like putty in my hand. And later, you and your winsome and wonderful coquettish colleague will quickly become my protégées and performers in my prurient and pornographic predomination. You will both become very WILLING protégées and performers, I might add!!"

Star Babe didn't know what to think.

In fact, she couldn't think. King Tit was absolutely right. Her body had become distressingly debilitated. She could barely move let alone think. She tried to turn her gaze up at the screen to see what had become of Star Vixen. She could see that the warehouse was back to being empty and dark. Her spectacular superheroine partner was nowhere to be seen.

"Wh... Wha... What have you... you... What have you done with Star Vixen, you... you... fiend...?" Star Babe said barely above the level of a whisper.

"Well... It's not so much what we have DONE with Star Vixen but more so what we're going to DO with Star Vixen." King Tit then said with a devilish voice. "And I do want to emphasize the word 'DO'."

The superheroine tossed her head back and forth like she was trying to awaken from a bad dream. She tried to stand-up again but it was useless. If anything, it felt like the vents were shooting even more warm heat at her. Someone had turned-up the dial and her luscious and lovely body was taking-in even more of the evil elixirs that were King Tit's fiendish pheromones.

"Forced to fuck... Forced to fuck..." was all the discombobulated and defenseless Star Babe could think to herself about what was to become of her sexy and saucy superheroine partner Star Vixen.

What King Tit said next made Star Babe's mind become all the more dispirited and disconsolate.

"Oh, but don't worry! What's good for the goose is good for the gander, so to speak, so don't feel like we're going to leave you out!!" King Tit then announced, once again with an infernal smile and a wickedly erotic voice, before laughing hysterically. "You will be forced to fuck and fucked to force just like your foxy friend!!!"

The villain's laugh had taken on a heightened new tone as he fumbled with something in his lap for a few moments and then grasped Star Babe by her brunette locks.

Star Babe could only now recoil with crushed and crestfallen composure as King Tit's vanquishing vapors finished her off.

Star Babe's gaze now matched that which Wendy had portrayed in the movie. That is, rather trance-like and emotionless. And powerless. The pheromones had done their job. The formerly sizzling and stimulating superheroine was now a dizzying and defeated shadow of her former self. What happened next exemplified just how far the beautiful and babe-licious Star Babe had fallen.

After grabbing the superheroine's brunette hair, King Tit guided Star Babe's head steadfastly over his seat and then promptly plunged it down into his lap. There, Star Babe's moist mouth met King Tit's moist cock. The villain had unzipped himself and let his massive erection rise forth. King Tit's cock was ten inches of rock-hard and scepter-like man meat. It certainly looked to be a rod of regal and imperial power. The superheroine had no resistance whatsoever. No fight. No quarrel. No capability to fight back. She was now a servant to the king. If anything, the formerly steadfast superheroine now showed something else: resolve. Star Babe was resolved to do nothing except suck the regal and imperial cock of King Tit.

She had no choice.

And her befuddled and blurred mind needed no choice. She inhaled the ten-inch dick and began ravishing it with deep impalations of her succulent mouth. King Tit's cock was wet, wild, and wonderful.

"That's it... That's it... While your busty superheroine bimbo-bot partner is transferred over here to the estate, you can just entertain yourself with my delicious dick." King Tit said ethereally and royally as Star Babe went down on his kingly cock. "When your little soon-to-be-partner-in-porn gets here, the fun will really start!"

"Mmmmmmmm... mmmmmmmmmm...slurp... suck... mmmmmmmmmmmmm... mmmmmmmmmmmm..." was all the captivated Star Babe could moan over and over as her beguiled head bounded and bounced on King Tit's dick in fervent felatio.

King Tit raised his hand and made a motion, as if he was communicating something to someone up in the projector room.

And with that, the movie began replaying from the beginning with a darkened female figure entering the darkened warehouse. Star Babe adjusted her position so that she now was on her knees and kneeling perpendicular in her seat. Her whole upper torso was leaning over the arms of the two theater chairs as her head bobbed up-and-down methodically on the delightful dick now in her mouth. One of her hands stroked and squeezed King Tit's rock-hard rod while her other hand cupped and coaxed King Tit's balls.

And at last, not only did the one-investigating-superheroine-gets-fogged-and-gassed scene replay on the movie screen, but the other-investigating-superheroine-gets-vapored-and-gives-blowjob scene continued to unfold right there in the small movie cinema.

Star Vixen had been so excited to enter and investigate the warehouse. One could say that the apprentice superheroine had ants in her pants due to the fact that she was so hyper to be finally working as case. Soon, the eager-beaver and enticingly enthusiastic superheroine was about to have something else other than ants in her pants. In other words, somebody would soon be eager for the beaver of the fired-up and steamed-up superheroine.

Star Babe had been confident and cocksure as she had entered Wendy's country estate to check-out the construction. Now it was the dashing and dynamic superheroine who had checked-out. The bobbing brunette could barely be seen in the small movie cinema due to her position over King Tit's raging hard-on. The superheroine had soon discovered that her vagina had been throbbing when she had first tried to stand. Star Babe would soon discover that the throbbing cock she was servicing would be more than happy to fill her throbbing pussy.

It was a bountiful and beautiful blowjob scene as the debilitated superheroine Star Babe performed felatio on her master director-producer-actor King Tit. Star Babe could now hear the booted footsteps from the movie replaying. But then she heard the shuffles of boots being removed and then she heard the seductive and suggestive sounds of sticky and scenty feet walking on highly-polished wood. Star Babe's fetish for female feet raged within her. The superheroine moaned loudly and increased her sucking and stroking of King Tit's cock.

If this 'heady' scene had been being filmed, and who knows - maybe it was, then the cameraman would have started panning-back. We would have seen an almost empty and darkened small movie theater. We would have seen the bright lights of the movie projector projecting the images of the warehouse scene onto the main screen. We would have seen two figures sitting together in the middle of the cinema. One viewer would have their attention cemented onto the screen as they took-in the eerie and foggy scene playing on the big screen. The other 'viewer' would be mercilessly bobbing her head in the other viewer's lap with their attention cemented on sucking and blowing a hard cock.

There's nothing like receiving a delicious and delightful blowjob from a superheroine while watching a rerun of the superheroine's young partner becoming cornered and captured during an attempted crime-thwarting caper.

*******

For almost forty-five minutes, Star Babe's magnificent head bobbed up and down on the erect cock in the seat next to hers. For being a lesbian, she certainly knew how to service a hard dick. King Tit's evil pheromones had continued to keep the brunette beauty slurping and sucking dick. On the screen, the warehouse scene was playing for about the fourth time.

King Tit loved seeing the close-up of Star Vixen's cute face getting blasted by the pinkish knock-out gas. He imagined that her face would look just as cute, if not cuter, on film getting blasted by white-ish manly cum.

Star Babe felt some twitching in King Tits balls and moaned louder in anticipation for cum. 'MMMMMMMMMMMM.' She quickened the speed of her strokes and tightened the grip on her squeezings of the dick she was servicing. King Tit started breathing in heavy and excited gasps.

"Oh, yeah... That's it... Suck that cock... Suck my delicious cock... Take it... Take it deep... Suck it! Yeah!! Suck my cock you superheroine slut!!! I can't wait to turn you into my own pretty porn queen. Yeah... That's it!! Suck my cock you slut!! You're gonna suck so much cock and get fucked so hard that it would make your bobbing head spin!!!" King Tit said as he placed his hand on the top of Star Babe's head and impaled her mouth even deeper onto his proud prick.

Star Babe then started gulping cock even more helplessly, pausing at times with short but quick gagging sounds as she was forced to deep-throat King Tit's demonic dick. The theater seat was rocking. If it were a public cinema with patrons present, customers would have been calling for the usher.

And then King Tit's cock burst forth with a magnificent explosion. His thick squirts of cum shot two feet into the air and landed in his lap and in Star Babe's hair. The superheroine was then forced to lustily lick-up the fallen cum and down the sinister seed. King Tit's robust rod had been like a cum-fountain as it erupted in exquisite ejaculation.

And then just shortly after that moment, Wendy escorted the now-booted Star Vixen into the cinema - the superheroine's sexy and scenty boots had been recovered at the warehouse at the spot whence the dynamic dynamo had removed them. Their short trip from the warehouse to the country estate had been relatively quick and uneventful.

Star Vixen had awoken from her knock-out gas induced catnap but was still-engulfed by the effects of the dreamy fog that had enveloped her in the ballet-room at the warehouse. The girl had then been directed to put her burgundy boots back-on. Wendy guided Star Vixen right up to the seats holding King Tit and Star Babe and forced Star Vixen to sit in a seat next to her superheroine partner. Star Babe was back sitting normally in her seat after having extracted a mighty cumshot from King Tit.

"Strip them down but leave their masks on!" King Tit ordered Wendy.

Once again with a nefarious smirk, Wendy proceeded to remove the boots, short-shorts, thong panties, white bra-top, gloves, pendants, headbands, and capes from both Star Babe and Star Vixen. Within seconds, Wendy had stripped-down the stupored superheroines into almost nothing. Star Babe and Star Vixen were now both quite au naturel and both quite awfully exposed.

Why Star Babe's dainty white thong panties were drenched with the girl's vaginal discharges was no secret. But why Star Vixen's scenty thong panties were dripping with dewy delights from the impassioned girl's nubile nether region was rather puzzling. But only a puzzle until King Tit assigned the blame to his mystery mist. For every second that Star Vixen had been inhaling King Tit's mind-boggling molecules, the superheroine had been breathing-in an amalgamating and aphrodisiactic mishmash. The mishmash had turned the superheroine's mind to mush. And, the mishmash had turned the superheroine's bush to abject moistness.

All that the superheroines were left wearing were their powerbelts and their masks. And the powerbelts didn't last but for another moment.

"Take off your powerbelts or you will each see the other suffer. And I prefer to not get into the matter in which the other will suffer. Just do as you're told." King Tit directed menacingly.

The superheroines were in no condition to argue or put-up a fight. Their rather mesmerized faces signaled that neither girl was in any condition to offer resistance. With a few quick presses of the buttons on the underside of their belts, the powerful strength-providing powerbelts that supported the salacious superheroines unlatched and fell loose from their well-formed waists. The pretty powerbelts were then removed fully and placed with the rest of their superheroine costumes.

It was like taking candy from a baby. Or in this case, like taking candy from two candy-ass babes.

The only stitch of clothing that the superheroines were now wearing were their respective masks. They had become nude and denuded. They had become veiled and unveiled. It was hard to figure which pretty young thing was cuter. It was also hard to determine whose feet were cuter and scentier. Both superheroines were forced to crouch deeper into their seats and raise their legs up and into the air in missionary-style.

The fucking began.

King Tit took Star Vixen first. It had been agony watching the vexing vixen in the warehouse. She had been so close but yet still so far. Now she was there in the movie cinema in the flesh and King Tit didn't waste time attacking that flesh. He plunged his re-erected cock deep into the girl's love box with eager and undeniable lust. Star Vixen was warm and wonderful. Her youthful and delicate folds accepted his ardent muscle without yelp or yodel. King Tit grasped Star Vixen's bare and slender ankles for leverage and hammered himself into and out of the superheroine's sex. The theater chair was rocking violently in its bolted securements.

And then it was Star Babe's turn.

King Tit penetrated Star Babe's pussy and pumped and pumped. Star Babe was wonderful and warm. She too took the cock without fuss or fanfare. Star Vixen and Star Babe had no choice but to take King Tit's dick without yelp, yodel, fuss, or fanfare. The porn producer's befuddling fog and fantastic pheromones had taken care of any thought that the young and buxom superheroines may have had to resist.

As he had done with Star Vixen, King Tit also grasped Star Babe's ankles and bare feet for leverage. He thundered his kingly cock into Star Babe and delighted in the feel and power of his royal scepter pounding and plundering the pussy subjugated before him. On and on it went. Side by side, and with legs raised high with willingness, the superheroines Star Babe and Star Vixen were fucked over and over as King Tit took turns introducing his steel-rod of a cock to the energetic cuties. It was certainly a royal and regal fucking.

But then King Tit changed-up his actions - he began to titty-fuck the titillating superheroines.

King Tit started with Star Vixen and then, in time, found his way over to Star Babe. He had each superheroine slut press her respective tits together while he porked and prodded them with his slick cock. Back and forth he went between each superheroine. King Tit would do one of the girl's tits for a few minutes and then he would relocate and do the other girl's tits. The sounds of wet cock sliding through soft and velvety tit-flesh permeated the now-quiet theater as the film projector had long been turned-off.

King Tit loved titty-fucking tits. It did go rather hand-in-hand, or perhaps cock-in-between-tits, with his 'King Tit' persona.

And as King Tit introduced his royal and radiant scepter to the superheroine's firm and fetching tits, Wendy walked into the row behind Star Babe and Star Vixen and proceeded to get her 'pieces' of action too. She adjusted the seat-backs of each superheroine and lowered them down. Now the superheroines' seats were fully reclined and the superheroines were flat on their backs in their seats as King Tit's ravishing rapier tunneled through their titillating tits.

Wendy went to work.

As King Tit worked Star Babe, the actress began sucking face with Star Vixen but would break the kissing to lick the superheroine's earlobes and neck before returning to lock lips with the appealing and youthy superheroine. And then Wendy started kissing Star Babe longfully and lustfully when King Tit returned to work-over Star Vixen. That Star Babe sucked and held onto Wendy's moist tongue was too much for Wendy. The beautiful blonde actress had an overwhelming orgasm as she had stuck her hand down her nylons and was playing with herself majestically.

And as King Tit's cock then suddenly began slicing through Star Vixen's perky and firm tits with swift speed. It was only a few moments and his ten-inch dick ejaculated yet again and deposited his cum into the girl's cleavage. But he didn't release all of his seed. King Tit squeezed his manhood and abruptly moved back-over to Star Babe. Once relocated, King Tit resumed pumping Star Babe's big tits and released his final squirts into her cleavage between the superheroine's large titties.

Like he had said previously, what was good for the goose was good for the gander, so to speak. King Tit tit-fucked both Star Babe and Star Vixen with equal enjoyment and he deposited an equal amount of jism on their flowering and budding breasts during his semen-shower.

Even Wendy, who had stopped her lesbianish kissing and was then kneeling-by with entranced attentiveness, was able to get more action as she was directed to massage and squeeze King Tit's creamy cum into the superheroines' soft and velvety tit-flesh. Wendy especially liked teasing and squeezing the pebble-hard nipples of the superheroines. Each superheroine had pink and perfect areolas and their nipples showcased a darker shade of the pleasingly pink color.

But the cinema sex-fest wasn't quite over as yet.

While still dazed and downtrodden, Star Babe was forced to stand and then quickly forced to kneel. The more experienced and 'captain' of the superheroine team was forced to kneel in between the legs of her junior partner, Star Vixen. By this time, Wendy had relocated next to King Tit in the same theater row. As King Tit held Star Vixen's upraised right ankle and right foot, Wendy held Star Vixen's upraised left ankle and left foot. Kneeling in the middle, Star Babe's head was then forced down into the beautiful and bald pussy of her superheroine partner.

Star Vixen's eyes took on a new and panicked look when she heard the villain's next three words.

"Make her cum." King Tit said directly and poignantly to Star Babe.

And now, as best as she could, Star Babe tried to fight the direction she had just been given. Tried. Feebly. If she made Star Vixen cum, there would be no hope for the sweet girl to recover and join her in a renewed fight to get out of their predicament. But Star Babe was weak and worthlessly powerless. Her pussy had taken King Tit's cock and was still on fire. Her tits had been massaged and squeezed - Wendy had done a magnificent job of rubbing King Tit's cum into her breasts. She tried to hem and haw as her mouth brushed the liquidy folds of her partner's secret place. But Star Babe was feeble - the vexing vapors had pretty-much destroyed her capability to fight.

It was their first case working together as a new superheroine team, and at the moment Star Babe was on her knees and about to be forced to eat-out the pretty pussy of her perfect partner. The insidious irony. Star Babe tried to move her head away and refrain from licking the luscious vaginal lips in front of her. But King Tit saw her resistive actions and called her-out.

"Oh no you don't, get that munching mouth of yours down in there! Eat that pussy!! Eat that moistened muff of your pretty partner!!!" King Tit cackled as he pressed and forced Star Babe's head down and into Star Vixen's vacillating vagina.

Star Babe could do nothing except what she was told and regrettably began licking Star Vixen with short and delicate caresses of her tongue.

Star Vixen felt the warm and feathery feel of Star Babe's licking tongue on the soft and soggy folds of her secret spot. She couldn't believe that her gorgeous partner was eating her out.

"Come on! Get down in there and make your teammate cum!!" King Tit now said rather agitatedly as he laid some sharp spanks on Star Babe's ass. "I don't have all night!!!"

Star Babe felt the sharp contacts on her open and exposed ass and increased her tongue movement by delving deeper and deeper into Star Vixen's increasingly wetting pussy. The youthful recipient of Star Babe's tongue-work could only move and roll her head more and more as she became more aroused with each passing second. Star Vixen felt the increasing probes of the teasing tongue inside her - she could do nothing except begin to moan and whimper with aroused and amorous delight.

"That's it! Faster! Faster!! Eat that pussy!!! Munch that muff!!!! Make her cum!!!!! Make her cum!!!!!!" King Tit implored Star Babe with carnal and kinky cries.

And Star Babe did just that - she licked faster and faster. She didn't want to be spanked any further. Star Babe probed deeper and deeper. She even started fingering the clit of her cute cohort. Needless to say, Star Babe was now getting into it. And, for that matter, Star Vixen was now getting it. The besieged superheroine was being taken down by her own beautiful superheroine teammate. Her chum was making her cum. Star Vixen was tossing her head back and forth with increasing speed and impassionedness - her erotic moans were becoming louder and louder.

Star Babe kept eating-out her cumming comrade with increased vigor and vitality. At first the superheroine had been reluctant, but now Star Babe had fallen fully to King Tit's villainess vapors.

"Finish her off now!! Finish her off!!!" King Tit called to Star Babe erotically and lecherously.

And then Star Babe then heeded her master's call and then did finish-off her sensational superheroine partner.

Star Babe planted her hot tongue on Star Vixen's exterior clit and then stroked the girl's interior G-spot with one finger at the same time. Star Vixen's eyes opened wide with shock when she realized what was happening. There was then the slightest of pauses before Star Vixen's beauteous and bubbly body erupted into climax. The svelte and sweaty superheroine could do nothing except vibrate and vacillate as her vagina quivered and quaked with orgasmic intensity.

Star Babe kept licking and probing Star Vixen's vagina, just like a pussy-cat licks and cleans itself after eating its meal, even as the young vixen of a superheroine continued to buck and bounce in orgasm.

And then it was Star Vixen's turn. It was the neophyte and nubile girl's turn to return the favor to her capable colleague and captain. What's good for the goose is good for the gander, indeed!

While Star Babe was forced to rest on her back in the reclined theater chair, Star Vixen was then forced onto her knees. Without pause, the vixen was then forced upon the babe. Star Babe had no fight left. She spread her legs and knees and let her fantastic partner have her way with her. Star Vixen had no fight left in her either. The heroine's hot and heavenly tongue invaded Star Babe's vagina. It licked - it probed - it teased - it tasted. Star Vixen's mouth and tongue worked Star Babe's pussy over-and-over like a licking and eating machine.

Now it was Star Babe's turn to toss her head to and fro and accept wave after wave of unbridled passion. Star Babe's aroused moans and cries were fervent and fleshly.

And then it was the more experienced superheroine's turn to cum. As Star Babe had made Star Vixen cum, Star Vixen now returned the deed with delicious and delightful dining. Star Vixen ate-out Star Babe and ate-out her well - the younger superheroine had talent that wasn't quite detectable by eye but more so by tongue! Star Babe's beautiful body trembled and jostled with erotic joy. She slowly came down from her orgasmic heights. Star Vixen was allowed to then sit back down and recline on her back in the seat next to Star Babe.

Their pussies were reddened and robust. Their labias were puffed and protruding. Streams of vaginal cum and juices cascaded down their bare legs. Scents of female passion wafted up and into the air to mingle with the other smells in the room: male sweat, female sweat, male cum, female feet.

Star Babe and Star Vixen had been forced upon each other in super-lesbianish fashion. They had initially fought the forcing, but the forcing will of King Tit had won-out. Once again, they now laid side-by-side, after not only being fucked and titty-fucked by King Tit, but after bringing the other to orgasm. They were new superheroine partners who had been forced to do each other and extract orgasms from the other on their first case. It had been so infernal. It had been so insidious. It had been so evil.

Finally, as he looked down upon the fucked, cummed-upon, and now-cummed bodies of Star Babe and Star Vixen, King Tit nodded to Wendy.

And then Wendy sprayed a very small dose of the pinkish knock-out gas into each superheroine's face. Both Star Babe and Star Vixen inhaled and then slumped flatter and even further into their cinema seats as a new and more complete kind of blackness, different from the darkness of the viewing theater, engulfed their fetching faces. Their soft and whimper-like moans didn't last long as their eyelids opened and closed a few times before quickly settling into full-closure. Wendy smiled widely and wickedly - she loved gassing the two lovelies into unconsciousness.

They wouldn't be out for long.

King Tit just needed them incapacitated for a few minutes while they were relocated to a newly-built and absolutely devious movie-set. Both Star Babe and Star Vixen were about to become film and porn 'Stars' in a very real, if not 'reel', style. If Star Vixen had reeled from the foul fog in the warehouse, then she was really about to get 'reeled' by King Tit's next vile trap. Likewise, if Star Babe had reeled from the floundering pheromones in the cinema, then she too was really about to get 'reeled' by King Tit's next execrable trap.

And once relocated to the next 'film room', the superheroines would be allowed to awaken and then contemplate their next roles in their continued introduction to King Tit's pornographic plans. It was expected that both superheroines would be very unwilling to partake in King Tit's next insidious and double-dealing trap. It was also expected that both superheroines, in a rather roundabout sort of way, would then be-'cum' very willing partakers, if not Stars, in King Tit's up-'cumming' and grandiose pornographic kingdom.

King Tit was himself very confident that the steamy and spicy superheroines would no doubt, in that specific 'roundabout' way, succumb and also suc-'cum' to his next vile and villainous diabolical devices.

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Fortunately for King Tit, he had suspected that his own love-squeeze and personal actress was up to something. Sure enough, he had had Wendy followed and discovered that she had gone to the police and to The AGENCY. But he had not panicked. All he had then done was adjust his schedule and delay his plans to travel to California.

As for Wendy, she had met her own unexpected gassing once back in the estate and had thus become quickly entranced and brainwashed into doing King Tit's bidding. She had been helpless to hide anything or anything that she had said in Commissioner Borden's office. King Tit's entrancing and brainwashing gaseous fumes had a way of turning anyone into a stool-pigeon. She played the role of the gassing villainess at the warehouse during the capture of Star Vixen to roaring applause, that is, King Tit's appreciative applause.

Star Babe and Star Vixen had been super-smug to think they could take-on King Tit.

Star Vixen had opened the backdoor at the warehouse and then had proceeded to waltz right into King Tit's ballet-room trap and 'hot' film-set complete with the wooden dance floor and hidden film crew. She had been incapacitated with King Tit's super-smog and then had eventually fallen to Wendy's cigarette, which emitted pinkish knock-out gas. Perhaps the young and naive superheroine had finally learned that cigarettes are bad for one's health.

As had Star Vixen, Star Babe had walked right into a trap. King Tit knew that the superheroine had a key to the backdoor of the estate. It had only been a matter of time as to when Star Babe would enter the small viewing theater. Rather quickly, the superheroine had fallen victim to his vexing vapors while seated in the cinema. The look on Star Babe's face was priceless when she realized that she had not been watching a previously-filmed thriller after all, but rather, a live-feed production of the capture of her own superheroine partner down at the warehouse. The reaction and realization on Star Babe's face was Oscar-worthy. Too bad she hadn't been acting.

And now as both of the cute and cuddly superheroine partners lay crumpled and comatose in the clutches of King Tit, the villainous kinky king looked upon the nude and naked bodies of Star Babe and Star Vixen with sexual and sensual wonder. They each lay gassed and gorgeous in their seats in the small viewing theater. Star Babe and Star Vixen were truly wonderful, and they also possessed wondrous bodies.

He loved how the superheroines were now resting unconscious and also resting side-by-side. Each had witnessed the other getting fucked handily. They had been helpless to come to the aid of the other. King Tit had dismantled and destroyed their superheroine partnership. If there's one thing better than taking down one superheroine, then that thing is taking down two superheroines, especially superheroine partners. One superheroine by herself is strong enough. But when two superheroines form a team, their heads get bigger, their breasts get bigger. They begin to think that nothing can take their partnership down.

King Tit kept gazing at the gassed and silent bodies of Star Babe and Star Vixen. But then he closed his eyes and smiled. He smiled wickedly; he smiled demonically. He reverently indulged the ideas that not only had he surmounted their pesky and pretentious superheroine partnership, but that he had also then surmounted their perky and prideful superheroine pussies.

As he thought of how Star Vixen had entered a backdoor at the warehouse, and how Star Babe had entered the backdoor at the estate, he thought of the moment when he would enter each superheroine's respective 'backdoor'. As he thought, his kingly cock erected yet again and he stroked it. King Tit stroked and caressed his regal and royal rod as he took-in the site of the ravished, yet still ravishing, superheroines. Their tits were still fit and full and ripe for touching. Their pussies were still stretched and shiny and ripe for fucking.

As he stroked himself, King Tit began laughing. It started slow, and then it began to grow. As his laugh grew louder and louder, and more devious and more sinister, his stroking of his penis became quicker and quicker. His mind began to spin out of control as he thought about what was next for Star Babe and Star Vixen. He knew that their next roundabout with him would transform them from superheroine 'Stars' into superheroine porn 'Stars'.

He lifted his face to the ceiling and stopped masturbating. He outstretched both of his arms from his sides as far as he could. He then lifted his arms in exaltation. His cackling laughter turned into loud and maniacal laughter. He laughed and he laughed and he laughed.

"I WANT TO BE THE PORN KING OF THE WORLD!!!!" King Tit then bellowed as loudly as he could before resuming his masturbation and resuming his uncontrolled and even louder maniacal laughter.

Some viewing this scene would have asked 'Is this King Tit or is this King Titanic?' But everyone viewing the scene would have realized one thing about King Tit. The man was an absolute sexual fiend.

And the fiend still had yet further dastardly plans for the defeated dynamic duo.

Indeed, the night was really just beginning for both Star Babe and Star Vixen. I mean, really, 'REEL'-LY, just beginning.

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END of Episode 023 - "Lights! ... Camera!! ... Stand-by Stunt-cocks!!! ...... Action!!!!" (Part 1) by Titanville

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This story will continue in my next episode: Episode 024 - "Lights! ... Camera!! ... Stand-by Stunt-cocks!!! ...... Action!!!!" (Part 2)

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