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The Geek Goes to DiceCon (Delta City Villains no. 2)

by Sigma

I

"Agh! Ah!" Wolf Woman squealed as the Geek coated her face with yet another splash of his cum.

The scrawny villain grinned and adjusted his glasses while keeping his cell phone focused on the heroine's face. He straddled her athletic, voluptuous body where it laid tied to a large table with arms and legs splayed and shackled tight.

Wolf Woman growled at him and loosed a series of expletives in Spanish as the scrawny villain grabbed a meaty tit and slid back, panning his phone down as he went. He focused on the massive 40G globes on her chest, on her the abs on her tight stomach, and on his hand as he slowly slid it down an exposed and helpless thigh, laughing the entire time.

"This is what happens when you go against the Geek and lose," he taunted before slapping her leg and climbing off of her. His dripping cock dangled between his skinny legs as he continued recording, focusing now on the burning rage in the heroine's brown eyes. Her eyes then went wide with surprise and renewed rage when the Geek stuffed her mouth with her own costume's bikini bottoms and continued laughing at her.

She fought against her bonds, her tits jiggling and her screams muffled by her improvised gag. The Geek caught every moment of it, determined to upload the video to taunt the rest of the city's self-righteous heroines. Just then, a notification flashed on his screen.

"Wha...?" The Geek raised an eyebrow and pressed it. He read the contents and a massive smile crossed his face. "No way!" He turned and ran across the room of his lair to a computer station with a half-dozen different monitors and woke the machine up. He plopped down, naked, in his chair and typed a URL into his browser. The smile on his face only widened when the site loaded.

DiceCon Delta City Announces Special Guest Peter Berry

He put his hands to his forehead and leaned back. "Un-freaking-real! Peter Berry himself!" The Geek slid his chair across the floor, bringing it to a stop at a fully stocked bookcase not far from his desk as he scanned the contents until he found what he was looking for: A pristine copy of the first edition rule book for Gods and Monsters, the high fantasy role-playing tabletop game. Its author, Peter Berry.

The Geek squealed with delight and went back to his computer. He immediately clicked through the site, buying an autograph and photo package, as well as a ticket to the convention. He sat back and basked in his own glee, snapping out of it only when one of his monitors flashed an alert showing him he had a visitor. He smirked and pressed a button on the keyboard to unlock the door, and then got up to answer.

Esha leaned against the doorway, one arm up with a small velvet bag in her hand. There was a smile on her masked face as she looked down at the Geek. Even at 5 foot 9, Esha still towered over the pipsqueak. Her eyes were drawn to his dangling cock, not bad for someone his size, and the smile on his face.

"Catch you at a good time, big guy?" Esha asked.

The geek stepped aside to allow the thief in, and once she walked through the door, she tossed the bag over her shoulder to him.

"Did you have any trouble?" he asked while closing the door and walking back to his desk.

"Not really," Esha said. "Just a few guards and a pretty amateur security system. Kind of ridiculous considering what I was stealing," she explained while walking over to Wolf Woman and putting her hands on her hips. "How'd this happen?"

The Geek put the small bag down on his desk and picked up a leather satchel before turning around. "Oh, she was on patrol and I was out getting a sub, and she just starts hassling me right there in the street."

"Tch. Can't even walk the streets anymore," Esha scoffed.

Wolf Woman glared at the villainous pair.

"Right?" The Geek adjusted his glasses. "Anyway, I always have robots nearby for that reason, and they proved more than a match," he laughed.

Esha looked in the corner of the room and saw three identical robots standing idle, though showing visible battle damage. When she turned back around, the Geek presented her with the satchel. She opened it to find it filled with bundled cash, nodded, and closed it. "So what are you gonna do with her?"

"Well, after I had my fun, I was gonna sell her to Panthris..."

Wolf Woman screamed behind her gag and her eyes went wide with fear as she shook her head.

"...But I can't get in touch with her. Pervo and Queen Bee haven't seen her lately, either. Have you?"

"Nooo..." Esha said, avoiding eye contact. "What about Dragon Queen?" Esha suggested, quickly changing subjects.

"We aren't on good terms because of the..."

"Oh, right," Esha remembered.

"Doesn't matter though, because now I have a test subject for the device you got me," The Geek told her.

Esha chuckled. "Is that why you're so happy?" she asked, brushing a hand against his stiffening cock.

The Geek jumped in surprise at the move and eyed the busty thief's curves as she smirked at him. "No, well, not just that. Peter Berry is coming to DiceCon!"

"Peter who in the what now?"

The Geek showed Esha the DiceCon site on his phone. "Peter Berry is the creator of Gods and Monsters. I'm gonna get his autograph and my picture taken with him."

"Ooooh, that should be fun."  

"Wanna go? We can cosplay," he grinned. "I have a Kerak costume I'm planning on wearing once it's finished," he pointed to a suit of armor made of craft foam near his robots. "You can be Diosa. I can make that in a few days in time for the con next weekend."

Esha's shoulders slumped when she saw that date. "Aw, I can't. I have a big heist that day."

"Shoot."

"But hey, speaking of Gods and Monsters, we're still on for next session, right?"

"Oh yeah," The Geek told her. "Pervo told me he wrote a new scenario and he'll be game master again. Queen Bee's coming, but we'll have to go on without Panthris if she doesn't pop back up by then."

"Yeah, I'm sure she's fine," Esha said quickly before turning to the door. "Well, I'll leave you and this spicy little Latina to it. Pleasure doing business," the thief smiled and raised the bag of cash. She blew the Geek a kiss, waved, and then spun on one spiked heel and walked to the door.

The Geek watched her ass in the thong and licked his lips, his cock swelling. When the door closed behind her, he went back to his desk and unpacked the bag she brought him. The device inside was a little larger than a quarter, made of metal, and had small needles on its underside, along with a slot for a USB input. The Geek plugged a cable attached to his computer into the device and loaded up a program. While that ran, he turned back to his captive.

"How do you feel about cosplay?" he asked her while cupping one of her tits.

Wolf Woman glared at him until he took out her gag. "I'm not dressing up like some Japanese cartoon character or whatever," she hissed.

The device attached to his computer beeped and he grabbed it before walking back to the heroine and sitting on her tummy.

"It's called anime and it's art," he said before raising the device, leaning forward and sliding his hand behind her head. "But it's funny that you think you have a choice."

Wolf Woman started to say something until she felt the needles pierce the back of her neck. She fell silent as the Geek climbed off of her and released the bonds that held her down before stepping back.

She rose from the table, stretching the tension from her lean muscles. She then looked at the Geek and clenched her fist before charging.

"Stop," the Geek commanded.

Wolf Woman paused when he spoke. She tried to will herself to move, but nothing happened. "Oh no..." she gasped, wanting to reach back to the device attached to her neck, but her body ignored that command too.

"Hehe," the Geek chuckled and walked toward her. "Money well spent." His cock was stiff between his legs and he stood face-to-tit with the tall, captive heroine, having to crane his neck to look up at her. "Now, on your knees."

Wolf Woman dropped to her knees instantly and the Geek slapped his stiffened cock against her forehead. "Money well spent, indeed," he said before pressing his cock to her lips.

II

The morning sun bled through the window and warmed a sleeping Barbara Cumming's naked curves as she turned in her sheets. The swimsuit model sat up, rubbing her eyes after a good night's rest and swung her legs over the side of her bed. The hardwood floor was cool against her bare feet and she hummed a tune to herself as she walked out the room and toward the smell of freshly made coffee wafting through her kitchen.

In the living room of her penthouse apartment, she saw the pile of cash on the coffee table next to the satchel and blew her money a kiss before walking to the kitchen.

"Your coffee maker is terrible," a woman's voice spoke.

Barbara gasped and spun around, her heart skipping a beat in her ample chest. She found Lady Midnight sitting at her dining room table, steam rising from a white mug with the words "Actually Whiskey" printed on the side. The heroine rapped her fingers against the side and stared daggers at Barbara.

The thief swallowed a lump in her throat and glanced around.

"Looking for a weapon, Esha? Go ahead and try me..." Lady Midnight urged.

Barbara knew that if a fight broke out, she'd get her ass handed to her. She tried fighting Lady Midnight several times in the past, and each one ended up with her taking a few lumps and walking away with new bruises, assuming she wasn't put in handcuffs.

"God dammit..." Barbara sighed and took another seat at the table.

"Good girl," Lady Midnight said to her before taking a drink of the coffee. "Now, is that your payment for stealing from Hexagon Labs the other day?"

Barbara looked at the pile of cash, her eyes downcast. "Yes..."

"Do you know what you stole?"

"Yes..."

"Then who did you sell the behavior modification implant to?"

"The Geek..."

"What's he want with it?"

Barbara remained quiet and Lady Midnight emptied the coffee mug.

"I'll ask one more time," Lady Midnight said, tightening her grip on the mug.

"None of your business," Barbara said, suddenly bold.

Lady Midnight's expression remained neutral as she flung the mug at the thief, nailing her in the forehead.

"AH! What the fuck?!" Barbara wailed, holding the red spot on her head where the mug hit. Lady Midnight vaulted over the table and kicked Barbara in the chest, knocking her to the floor. She then squatted over the thief's chest, her beautiful brown 38D's hovering inches from Barbara's face. 

"Why do we have to do this every time, Esha?"

"I'm not talking!" Barbara protested.

"No? Maybe I need to tell Panthris that Barbara Cummings and Esha are the same person?"

Barbara's eyes went wide when she said that.

"Yeah, I know it was you who leaked the location of her lair to the cops and got her arrested. I went through her stuff after they took her away. You two were planning a heist for next weekend."

Barbara went pale and stayed quiet.

"So what happened? You figure out a way to do it on your own so you wouldn't have to split the take? Then set Panthris up to get her out of the way?"

That was exactly it. Barbara's naked shoulders sank as she avoided looking at the heroine.

"You know she's eventually going to break out, and she'll need cash. I tell her what you did, you'll be chloroformed and shipped off to Dragon Queen's lair for breeding fodder before you realize it."

Barbara clenched her teeth. "I hate you..." she hissed. "I'll talk, just...leave Panthris out of it."

"I can do that," Lady Midnight said, putting her hand on Barbara's jaw to make her look at her. "Let's start with why the Geek hired you and work from there."

***

"You're taking my money?!" Barbara cried out as Lady Midnight stood on the railing on her balcony. Barbara stood in the doorway on the balcony.

"It's an idiot tax," Lady Midnight said. "Don't go through with that heist next week. Omega Woman is on duty and she's not as nice as me. Don't warn the Geek, either, or you'll be seeing me again."

"Ugh! Just get the hell out of my apartment!"

Lady Midnight went into the satchel and took out a single one hundred dollar bill. She crumpled it up and threw it, hitting Barbara in her left tit. "Keep that and get a better coffee maker. The She Legion thanks for your contribution to its general fund," Lady Midnight said, raising the bag and leaping from the balcony.

Barbara ran to her balcony in time to see the heroine deploy her grappling line and swing away. She let out a frustrated scream into the early morning air and then turned around and stomped back inside, making sure to pick up the single one hundred dollar bill before she did.

III

A smirked crossed the Geek's face underneath the horned helmet of his cosplay, Kerak the Shadow Lord. A costume made of craft foam painted black donned his scrawny body, and a prop weapon of Kerak's broadsword, Vengeance, hung on his back underneath the backpack that held his rule book.

Wolf Woman stood next to him, wrapped in the skimpy, barely-there leather costume of Diosa, the Monster Queen. In the costume, she wore black knee-high spiked heels and gloves that went up to her elbows. Her mouth was covered by a half mask with fangs carved into it and she wore a collar with spikes around her neck, covering the control device.

"I am going to pummel your face..." Wolf Woman promised The Geek through clenched teeth as other people at the train station eyed them curiously and some took pictures.

"Now, now, mind your manners," the Geek laughed as the train pulled up, pinching her exposed ass. The two of them walked on and found seats, with The Geek exchanging greetings with other costumed convention-goers who were already on the train. As the trained pulled away from the station, the Geek slid a hand on Wolf Woman's thigh, rubbing it gently and posing for pictures when people asked. Wolf Woman scowled, but her face forced itself into a smile when The Geek told her to smile.

The train ride was a short one, with their exit station being a block from the convention center.

"Let's go," The Geek said, getting up and forcing Wolf Woman to follow. He slapped her hard on her ass when she walked away from him, and she yelped, drawing the attention of several people on the train as they walked off.

***

Lady Midnight stood on a rooftop across from the convention center and scanned the crowd with a pair of binoculars. She held up a reference picture of the character Esha told her the Geek would be cosplaying but in her time watching the entrance, she didn't see him. She wished she could have grabbed him from his lair after Esha gave up the location, but given the security Esha laid out, there was no way Lady Midnight would have gotten in, and she wasn't exactly eager to confront the Geek in a place where he had home field advantage. So she waited for him at the convention center. He could have easily blended in with countless other costumed attendees, though. There were warriors, wizards, aliens, robots, cartoon characters, and, she noted, several superheroes.

"I guess I'll need to do this up close..."

The heroine put her binoculars in her utility belt and jumped off the roof and into the alley on the side of the building. She effortlessly blended in with pedestrians walking past the alley and joined them all the way across and to the entrance to the convention center.

Once inside, she paused and looked around. The convention center was massive and the crowd of people was nearly shoulder to shoulder with no easy way to pick out a single person. She thought back to what Esha said about The Geek meeting Peter Berry and grabbed a convention program from a nearby table to go through its contents.

"Oh my god!"

The heroine perked up and looked around. She tensed up when someone grabbed her arm and her instinct caused her to clench her fist until she saw a skinny young woman with brown hair in a red, white, and blue costume clinging to her.

"I love your Lady Midnight costume!" the girl exclaimed.

"Oh," Lady Midnight smiled. "Thank you. I like your Americana costume."

The girl giggled, stepped back and twirled. "Thanks, I made it myself. Americana is the coolest! Can we take a picture?" she asked, taking her phone out of her Ms. Americana-branded backpack.

"Sure, get over here," Lady Midnight told her, holding out her arm.

The girl snapped a picture and the two of the them looked. "So cool! You look just like the real Lady Midnight!"

The heroine put her hand on the girl's shoulder and smiled. "Hey, let me ask, do you know where the Gods and Monsters booth is? I really want to meet Peter Berry."

The girl looked up in thought. "Oh, it's in Hall E. That's the big one downstairs."

Lady Midnight looked in that direction. "Got it. I'd better hurry, don't want the line to get too long. Have fun!" she smiled and waved at the girl, who grinned and waved back before looking at the picture on her phone and walking off in the opposite direction.

Lady Midnight glanced back at her and at her backpack. "Brenda's got branded products? I have got to get in on that..."

***

In Hall E, the Geek and Wolf Woman weaved their way through crowds and booths set up to sell board games, card games, books, and countless other types of merchandise. They walked past a cluster of people gathered around one cosplayer and The Geek, given his height, couldn't see the cause of the commotion. "What's happening?"

Wolf Woman craned her neck and looked above the crowed to see a woman, tall and striking with skin the color of marble, blood red eyes, and jet black hair posing for pictures. She wore a skimpy bikini-like costume and a cape draped her shoulders, held together by a clasp shaped like a bat. Her chin was stained with red liquid and her ears were pointed.

"There's a woman taking pictures. I guess she's a vampire or something?" Wolf Woman reported. "Hey!" The Geek climbed up her back, his tiny hands fondling her tits as he mounted the heroine's shoulders to look.

"Oh shit, she's Zephirah the Everliving, a powerful vampire countess from Gods and Monsters," The Geek explained. "Damn, that's an awesome costume. The makeup must have taken hours!" He snapped a picture with his phone and them jumped down. "Right, come on, my appointment to meet Peter Berry is in a half  hour. I want to buy some stuff and I need someone to carry bags," he said before walking away from the crowd with his enslaved heroine in tow.

He stopped at a booth with a large number of action figures on display and looked up at the case. "Ooooh, let's see what they have here." He leaned in close to look at the offerings. A commotion in the distance then called his attention. When he looked back he saw people gathered around another cosplayer, who looked in his direction, locked eyes with him, and began moving toward him.

The Geek shrieked in fear when he saw the statuesque black woman in a purple costume moving toward him with purpose. "I...is that Lady Midnight?"

Wolf Woman turned and a smile crossed her face. "Yup."

"The REAL Lady Midnight?!"

"Yup."

He screamed again and looked across the hall to a room hidden behind a tall black curtain with the sign "18+ only" next to it. "Come on!" he ordered and took off. Wolf Woman had no choice but to follow as Lady Midnight pursued.

IV

"Ugh," Lady Midnight groaned as she pushed the curtain aside and walked into the 18+ section. Another crowd in a decidedly darker space, and the Geek and Wolf Woman managed to give her the slip in the short time they were out of sight.

She drew several lustful gazes as she moved through the crowd and kept her eyes peeled for threats. She actually recognized some of the faces, people she'd seen on the streets of Sugar Town, mostly, but if they had any indication that she was the real Lady Midnight and not another cosplayer, they didn't show it.

The deeper into the section she trekked, the harder and longer people stared at her. She kept one eye on them and the other looking out for her prey. As she went, she scoffed in disgust at what she saw being sold by the booths.

One booth sold DVDs claiming to contain authentic footage of many of Delta City's heroines being overpowered and taken by any number of monsters, criminals, and hostile aliens. She saw one in particular where she had taken Shield out for a training exercise when they were ambushed, fucked, and dragged under by mutants that lived in the city's sewers. She tried to push the memory, and the week-long ordeal in the cold, clammy, slimy, grasping hands of those creatures, out.

One booth she passed had 6 foot long body pillows with an artist's rendition of the naked bodies of Azure Angel, Texas Star, and Omega Woman on them with lustful looks on their faces, waiting to be taken by the pillow's potential owner.

She passed by an artist, a pale woman covered in tattoos with all sorts of piercings, laboring over a drawing. Behind her were displays of her art...Americana and Flag Girl in the clutches of tentacled horrors, Hexanna being taken by a crowd of zombies with stiff cocks between their legs, Green Specter helpless in the clutches of a naked and muscular vampire, Wolf Woman on her knees in the middle of a wrestling ring, a Luchador's cock down her throat.

She came to a stop at another booth that had busty mannequins displaying poorly made replicas of various heroines' costumes. Hers was there, as were those of seemingly all of her companions. She saw other costumes that she recognized as belonging to her sisters from Star City: Solar Woman, Comet Girl, Green Hornette, and several others.

In front of them, a short, bearded man in an expensive suit counted a stack of cash while a busty blonde in a tight-fitting t-shirt played with her phone.

"Larry!" Lady Midnight slammed her hands on the glass display case between them, causing both the man and the woman to jump.

'Sleazy' Larry Roach froze in mid-count and stuttered as he looked at Lady Midnight. "Heeey....nice costume. You make it yourself?"

Lady Midnight leaned in close, grabbing Larry by his necktie and pulling him in when her cleavage pulled his eyes away from hers. "It's me, Larry."

"Oh shit..." Larry uttered, a single bead of sweat running down his forehead. "Heya beautiful. Long time, huh?"

"What the hell is this?" she asked, motioning to the costumes.

"This? It's just a little side hustle I have going."

"The illegal gambling business not paying well enough? Or did the pimps finally run you out of Sugar Town?"

"It's important to diversify," Larry said, holding his hands up. "Missy makes them."

Lady Midnight looked at the blonde, who smiled and waved before going back to her phone, and then turned back to Larry. She looked at the case that separated them and realized it was filled with various sex toys and, much to her disgust, replica vaginas claiming to be modeled after Delta City's defenders. "Your hospital bill paid up from the last time we met?"

"N...no..."

Lady Midnight smirked. "That's too bad."

Before she could speak another word, a strong arm snaked around her neck and locked her in a sleeper hold. She let Larry go, kicking away from the case and keeping her footing as she gagged.

"Angela, I'm sorry," Wolf Woman said in her ear, tightening her grip.

"Haha! Got ya, bitch!" The Geek taunted. He punched Lady Midnight in her tight stomach but the heroine didn't budge and The Geek reeled back, waving his aching hand. "J...just kick her ass! I'm gonna go meet Peter Berry!" the wounded villain said before running off.

"The thing, it's on the back of my neck, under the collar," Wolf Woman told her.

Lady Midnight reached back and both women yelped when the device shocked Lady Midnight when she tried to pull it free.

Lady Midnight growled and grabbed Wolf Woman's arm. "Luisa," she whispered. "Sorry. It looks like we need to do this the hard way."

"Just like when we spar," Wolf Woman said, a hint of excitement in her tone.

"I promise this ass whooping won't hurt too badly," Lady Midnight said before stomping on her foot hard enough to force her to loosen her grip. She then hit her comrade in the stomach hard enough to force her to let go. She then spun around and the two heroines sized each other up, taking fighting stances as they circled each other.

The Geek was long gone and a growing crowd of convention goers surrounded the two.

Sleazy Larry rubbed his hands together, a wide grin on his bearded face. He then turned to Missy. "What the hell are you doing? Record this!" he told the girl.

The two heroines charged each other head on. Lady Midnight landed the first blow, slipping to the side of one of Wolf Woman's punches and tagging her with a pair of jabs to the face and ribs. When Wolf Woman kicked, Lady Midnight blocked with her own shin and kicked her opponent with her other foot. Wolf Woman reeled and Lady Midnight gave her space, looking her friend over fully for the first time ever.

"That costume is ridiculous..." Lady Midnight commented.

"You don't have to tell me," Wolf Woman responded before surging forward. Lady Midnight braced to be tackled, caught off guard by her opponent's sudden burst of speed, and she had to shift when Wolf Woman changed her attack at the last second and extended her arm, hitting Lady Midnight with a clothesline that bent her back against Larry's display case.

Lady Midnight whipped back and then forward from the power of the move but before she could hit the floor, powerful thighs locked around her head and muscular arms wrapped around her narrow waist.

"Oh no," the heroine gasped as she was lifted up. Her own legs were wrapped around Wolf Woman's head as she lifted her. Lady Midnight tried raining a series of blows on the top of Wolf Woman's head, but she was already plummeting. A collective gasp went up from the crowd and Larry and Missy ran to get clear as Wolf Woman power bombed Lady Midnight through the glass display case, scattering sex toys in every direction and leaving her sprawled out on the floor with her head spinning.

Wolf Woman stood over her opponent, legs spread over her torso, and knelt down, picking up a dildo that had to be a foot long. She slapped it against her open palm and a smirk crossed her face underneath her fanged mask.

Lady Midnight said nothing as Wolf Woman raised the sex toy and began pummeling her in the face and chest with it to the cheers of the crowd. She curled into a ball and blocked the areas of her aching body being struck, waiting for her moment. She then lashed out, catching Wolf Woman by surprise, and caught her arm.

Lady Midnight proceeded to coil her long legs around Wolf Woman's arm and pull her down, causing the surprised heroine to cry out as she tumbled to the floor. She stretched the limb in an arm bar and Wolf Woman screamed in pain as the heroines were a tangle of long limbs and brown, jiggling flesh. Lady Midnight wrestled the sex toy from Wolf Woman's hand and put it in her own free hand. She then stuck her hard, once across the forehead before mounting Wolf Woman while continuing to control her arm.

"Need to calm you down, Luisa!" Lady Midnight said before reaching back and shoving the toy between her legs. Wolf Woman screamed something in Spanish, her lithe body jumping with surprise and writhing as Lady Midnight began grinding the thick head of the dildo against the thin layer of fabric that covered her pussy. Lady Midnight moved it around, trying to get it under the fabric and in between her legs and Wolf Woman persisted, kicking her muscular legs as best she could while scrambling for a way out of the hold. She then felt something flat and wooden in her gloved hand and chuckled.

Lady Midnight caught on too late as Wolf Woman swung the paddle upward and caught her square in the jaw. She toppled to another roar from the crowd.

She rolled onto all fours and tried to get up, only to get smacked hard across the ass with the paddle. She screamed and the crowd cheered each time Wolf Woman struck her. She then felt a boot on her stinging ass after eight hits and Wolf Woman pushed her down and kicked her to make her roll over. She stood over her, holding the giant dildo once more. Wolf Woman's nipples were hard against the inside of her costume, and she gripped the toy tight. She then kicked Lady Midnight hard in the jaw, stunning the heroine, before kneeling down and pulling the heroine's panties off her long legs and tossing them aside where they disappeared into a crowd of onlookers who climbed over each other to grab them.

Wolf Woman kneeled down and teased the head of the toy against the lips of Lady Midnight's pussy to the eyes of dozens of camera phones before slowly sliding the toy in and drawing a gasp from the helpless heroine's lips. She grabbed Lady Midnight's neck with her other hand and began shoving the dildo in with a long, deliberate, drawn out motion that made the heroine gasp and cry out in her tormentor's grip, helpless to do anything about it but spread her legs just a little bit wider.

***

The Geek looked back over his shoulder for what must have been the hundredth time and still didn't see Lady Midnight charging through the entrance to beat him senseless. He looked ahead, seeing he was only a few spaces away from the front, and saw Peter Berry laughing and chatting with the person in front of him as he signed autographs. The two then took a picture and the Geek tapped his fingers against his leg. "Come on, come on, come on..."

He shrieked when a finger tapped his shoulder, making the people around him jump in surprise. When he turned around, he saw the tall, striking woman dressed as Zephirah the Everliving looming over him, a smile on her red-stained face.

"Hi. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," the woman said.

"Oh! Hey, sorry...I...sorry, I'm just nervous," he stammered.

"I like your Kerak costume." she smiled.

"Heh, thanks," he answered, looking it over. "Yours is amazing," he said to her. "But I guess you heard enough of that today."

She giggled and put a slim hand on his arm. Her touch was surprisingly cold.

The Geek smiled at her touch and looked the woman in the eye. Something in the back of his brain told him that he knew this woman. Her voice certainly sounded familiar, but under her extremely lifelike prosthetics, he had trouble placing her face.

"Well, sorry to bother you. I just wanted to tell you I like your costume," she said before walking away and waving, only to be stopped by more people asking for pictures. He eyed her in her skimpy costume, her pale curves wrapped in the masterfully-crafted material as she effortlessly posed for pictures from dozens of convention goers.

When he turned back around, the line moved ahead. Not long now until he met his hero.

***

Lady Midnight lay on the floor in front of Sleazy Larry's booth, the dildo pushed in deep as her chest heaved with labored breath and her thighs twitched. Her juices pooled beneath her shapely, brown ass and she moaned lightly, the lingering sensation of pleasure still with her.

Wolf Woman stood with her back to her opponent, going through Larry's scattered inventory on the floor to find something to finish Lady Midnight off with. She picked up a white vibrator and clicked it on. The toy hummed to life and a smile crossed her face as she turned around, only to catch a foot-long dildo to her face when it spiraled through the air and knocked the mask from her face. Wolf Woman staggered back, more out of surprise than from the impact, and glared at Lady Midnight, who stood on long, wobbling legs, her pussy still dripping on the floor.  

She then surged forward with a scream and jumped at the last second, hitting Wolf Woman hard in the jaw with a flying knee. A gasp went up from the crowd as the two heroines both fell to the floor, and Lady Midnight pressed her advantage, pinning Wolf Woman down before she could recover.

Wolf Woman let out a muffled cry as Lady Midnight sat on her face, gagging her with her still wet pussy. Her muffled protests of anger turned to screams when Lady Midnight picked up the vibrator and pressed it to Wolf Woman's clit, cranked the intensity up to its highest setting, and forced it down to keep it in place.

Wolf Woman's muscular legs thrashed and kicked, but her body, already worn from the continued fighting, wasn't in shape to resist. She grabbed her opponent's legs, squeezing the meaty flesh, but that just convinced Lady Midnight to press harder, and Wolf Woman to scream louder.

Camera phones recorded and people cheered. A smirk crossed Lady Midnight's face as something came over her, a thrill of sexual triumph over someone she had sparred with many times and fought alongside many more. It was no secret within the She Legion that that there was unspoken competition among the veteran members and Lady Midnight had the reputation for being the group's best pound-for-pound fighter. It was a claim Wolf Woman challenged, playfully, on occasion but now, in front of all of these cameras, there was no doubt. Wolf Woman was taller, younger, physically stronger, but Lady Midnight still managed to beat her. When she broke her comrade, it would be all but confirmed who the best was.

Lady Midnight licked her lips as Wolf Woman's supple body writhed underneath her. Her struggling weakened with the long, passing seconds. It was only a matter of time before she was broken and Lady Midnight could claim her inevitable victory. There was one more ecstatic, defiant scream muffled by Lady Midnight's thighs, and then the heroine felt warm liquid soak her gloved hand as Wolf Woman's toned body convulsed underneath her. Within moments, the busty Latina's protests stopped and her limbs ceased movement.

Lady Midnight slid her ass back and sat on Wolf Woman's rock hard abs, lifting the vibrator only when she saw her opponent was passed out with Lady Midnight's juices soaking her mouth. She chuckled and lightly slapped on her on the face. "See, Luisa? Not too painful..." Lady Midnight said, dropping the vibrator.

Before she could get up, her body tensed as a large hand with stubby fingers pressed a rag to her mouth. She struggled, breathing in a massive whiff of the familiar scent of chloroform.

"That's it, beautiful. Let it wash over you..." Sleazy Larry whispered, cupping one of the heroine's tits as her body went limp within seconds and she collapsed in a heap on top of Wolf Woman. Larry stuffed the rag into his pocket and turned to the crowd.

"And THAT, ladies and gentleman, was a demonstration of Honest Larry's newest product: Lifelike Sex Androids with combat capability!"

Confused chatter moved through the crowd.

"Now, these two lovely models are prototypes, the only two I have right now, but fortunately for you fine people, they're for sale."

"Gee, Larry, you didn't say nothing about selling androids," Missy said, looking down at the unconscious heroines.

"Just grab some rope, Missy..." Larry told her.

***

The Geek walked away from Peter Berry's table, a massive smile on his face as he looked down at the autograph in his book. He looked at his phone and the photo he took with the man, and uploaded it to his different social media accounts

"Got to meet the legend today! Best con ever! @TheRealPeterBerry

- The_G33k

He then sighed happily, tucking the book under his arm as he walked through the halls of the convention center with his head high. "Time to go collect my fiery little Latina and head home for some celebratory sexy time," he said out loud, completely oblivious to the fact that the stretch of the convention center he walked through was devoid of life.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a hand gripped his collar and slammed him against the wall. The hand, pale and slim, lifted his costume's helmet and cast it aside, and The Geek found himself staring into the golden eyes of the woman dressed as Zephirah.

"H...hey again..."

"You still haven't figured out who I am, have you...?" the woman asked, tracing her fingernail across his neck.

"D...do I know you?" The Geek asked, his heart pounding.

"It's me, damn you..." she growled.

The Geek shrugged and swallowed a lump in his throat.

"Dragon Queen!" she hissed.

His eyes went wide when he finally saw it. "Holy shit. It is! I didn't recognized you at all. How long did that makeup take you?"

"It's not makeup, you greasy little twit," Dragon Queen told him. "I altered my genetics and made myself an actual vampire."

"You can do that?"

"Yes! Because I am beyond you, Pervo, and the rest of those idiots in your little Gods and Monsters group. I don't need to drink blood and I can walk in sunlight, but I still have the added strength and all the other advantages."

"But...on your chin..." The Geek pointed to the red staining her face.

"Oh, that's food coloring. Anyway," she growled, squeezing his neck. "You wouldn't believe how hard a time I had trapping a vampire to vivisect so I could figure out their genetic makeup. I had to ask that detestable Nightmare Witch for help, and she made me play strip chess with her before she agreed to help."

"D...did you win?"

"No! She's surprisingly good."  

"Wait, are you doing this because we wouldn't let you into our game?"

"You all think you're better than me, but I win in the end. I always win," she smiled, her teeth razor sharp.

"Pervo said you tried to run the game yourself when you played in his old group..."

"That old fool has no creative vision!" Dragon Queen lashed out.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?" The Geek whimpered.

"No. Instead, I'm going to take this," she said, plucking the book from his grasp. "Now I don't have to pay for Mr. Berry's autograph."

"Hey, wait! Come on!"

Dragon Queen dropped the book and put a slim, cold finger to his lips. "And you and your pet Aphrodite will become mine."

"Wh...what?"

"See, one power Zephirah has is the power to enthrall," Dragon Queen said, smiling. Her red eyes flashed and The Geek couldn't help but look into them.

"No...noooo!" he squealed as Dragon Queen laughed.

***

"Come now, I think you can do better than twenty thousand," Sleazy Larry said to someone in the small crowd in front of him.

People turned when Dragon Queen approached and parted to make a clear path for her and the Geek, who walked behind her in a listless trance. She walked to the front of the crowd and saw the two heroines, bound and gagged to the wall of Larry's booth, their naked bodies on display. Larry was letting a customer feel the soft flesh of his product, a feature he was talking up when he turned and saw Dragon Queen.

"Ah, a lovely costume my dear. Do you care to bid?"

"No," Dragon Queen said, her eyes flashing when they met his. "You'll be giving them to me."

Larry froze, looking her in the eye. He didn't blink for several seconds. Suddenly, he turned to the crowd. "Unfortunately folks, these are no longer for sale. They belong to this striking young lady dressed as a vampire. But Honest Larry has many other fine products for sale!"

Disappointment sounded among the people in the crowd as Larry instructed Missy to untie the unconscious heroines.

Dragon Queen simply smiled. "Best. Convention. Ever."

V

The Geek jolted awake and looked around to find himself in a glass enclosure in a laboratory. He realized almost immediately that he was naked and when he looked around, he saw Dragon Queen standing on the other side, going through his signed book.

"You should have let me join your game."

"Give that back!" The Geek demanded, pounding on the glass.

"I'm using it for inspiration," she smiled, closing it and holding it up. "I promise I won't damage it. It has been signed, after all. You have more immediate problems to worry about, however."

"What...?"

"Turn around."   

The Geek turned around and shrunk as his jaw dropped. Before him stood a tall, pale woman with pointed ears and fangs in her mouth. A long scar ran from her collar bones to her belly button, a surgical scar, he realized.

"My template for studying vampirism," Dragon Queen explained. "My vivisection did quite the number on her ability to heal, so she'll have that scar for some time. The pain from the process also drove her insane, it seems."

The vampire growled at The Geek.

"You're feeding me to a fucking vampire?!"

"Oh no. She's not going to kill you. I feed her live animals so she won't attack people. But, I was curious if vampires mate differently than humans do, so I did toy with her sex drive. She's all yours, my greasy little puppet," Dragon Queen laughed before turning to walk away. "Prepare yourself. She toyed with you while you were asleep. She likes 'butt stuff', it seems."

The Geek rubbed his ass, no longer wondering about the lingering pain, and pinned his back against the wall as the vampire woman pounced.

"Fair warning, she may still bite. But it's affection. I promise."

***

Dragon Queen walked into another room in her lab, passing a metal table where the behavior control device lay dormant next to two syringes. She looked up and closed the book. "Did you ladies have fun at the convention?"

Lady Midnight and Wolf Woman were both strapped to vertical tables, their naked bodies on full display and held in place by bonds that they had no hope of breaking.

"What's your plan, Dragon Queen?" Wolf Woman asked.

"You should be more thankful," Dragon Queen told her, picking up the control device. "I removed this pathetic little toy from your neck."

"You too good for something like that?"

"Oh, yes," Dragon Queen said, grabbing the Latina heroine by her jaw and looking her in the eye. "I don't need some device to control you pathetic cows," she smiled.

"So, what? You're going to breed us with one of your monsters now?" Lady Midnight asked.

Dragon Queen turned to her. "Normally, that would be the case, but I've been bitten by the bug of inspiration lately. I'm on a genetic manipulation kick these days, you see," she said, showing off her altered form.

The expressions on both heroines' faces dropped as they looked at each other.   

Dragon Queen walked back to the table where the syringes were. She opened The Geek's book to a bookmarked section about various monsters. "And you two lucky cows are going to help me test just how easy it is to toy with Aphrodite genetics. Isn't that exciting?!" Dragon Queen clapped and giggled. She grabbed the two syringes and approached her captives. "Now, you two rest. When you come around, you won't even recognize yourselves," she laughed as injected Wolf Woman first. The Latina heroine screamed in frustration as the needle pierced her neck, but she was out the moment Dragon Queen injected its mysterious contents.

Lady Midnight stared the villainess in her eye when she approached her.

"Nothing clever to say?" Dragon Queen questioned.

"The clasp on Zephirah's cape is a skull, not a bat. Her twin sister, Zariah, who has white hair, has a bat. Your costume is trash."

Dragon Queen growled and injected the heroine, knocking her unconscious. She stood silently, staring at her two prizes before huffing and going to her computer to begin the procedure. When she passed the desk with the book she paused and stared at it for several moments. She then opened it, thumbing through the pages until she found the section for Special Characters. Zephirah the Everliving was one of the last entries, and there, in the middle of her pale chest holding her cape together, was a clasp in the shape of a skull. Dragon Queen went back three pages to the entry of Zariah the Twice-Cursed, and saw a bat holding her cape together.

Dragon Queen's scream echoed throughout her lab.

Epilogue

"What was that thing, Ms. A?" Flag Girl asked with a hint of fear in her voice.

"I didn't get a good look. It was moving too fast," Americana answered.

The two were back to back, keeping their eyes open as they scanned the desolate stretch of the city docks. A street light flickered overhead and the heroines both jumped at the sight of a fast-moving shadow passing above. They backed up, closer to the water, when Americana noticed movement beneath the murky surface.

In that moment that she turned away, something swooped down on the pair.

Flag Girl's scream carried on the night air and Ms. Americana turned and looked to see a winged creature holding her unconscious teen sidekick in its arms, a sinister look in its glowing red eyes. Ms. Americana gasped and covered her mouth when she got a closer look at the creature.

"An...Angela...?"

Lady Midnight perched on the edge of a nearby warehouse, holding Flag Girl by her hair. A pair of black, leathery wings stretched from her back and a thin tail waved back and forth as she stared at Americana.

Americana spun on her heel at the sound of a disturbance on the water behind her. She stumbled back and fell on her plump ass when something jumped out of the water. Americana screamed as a webbed hand grabbed her ankle, and when she looked at the creature's face, she saw Luisa Torres staring back at her with those same glowing eyes.  

"No!" Americana screamed as the mutated heroine clawed her way up, her body transformed into that of a serpentine creature covered in scales. Her neck had gills and her hands had webbing between the clawed fingers. Americana's punches did little to deter the transformed Wolf Woman, and the claws on her hand shredded the Queen of Justice's star spangled costume, leaving her naked body exposed to the salty night air. Wolf Woman pinned her down and a long, snake-like tongue slithered out and tasted Americana's flesh. She only stopped at the sound of footsteps approaching. Americana looked back to see shiny black leather boots walking toward her and saw Dragon Queen standing tall, still in her transformed state.

She was wrapped in her blood red cloak, closed with a skull-shaped clasp.

"It's a new age, Americana," Dragon Queen said, kneeling down next to the heroine.

"Dragon Queen?!" Americana gasped, recognizing her voice.

"Yes. Do you like what I've done with your friends? No matter, you and the brat will be turned too. I think she'll look good with horns, and maybe some fur. You, my dear...well, I hope you won't mind being half-spider. After that, I'll turn the rest of those bimbos you associate with. I'll have my own little clan of monsters." She then stood up and started walking away. "Take them away," she ordered.

Lady Midnight flew away with Flag Girl in her grip and Wolf Woman dragged Americana into the lightless watery depths, her scream following her beneath the waves.

Dragon Queen smiled and walked across the dock, pausing when a sign stapled to the wall of the warehouse caught her attention. She pulled it down and looked over the flier showing a schoolgirl with a katana fighting a robot.

"DesuCon. Delta City's biggest anime convention..." she tapped her chin. "Hmm...what can I do for that?" She then snapped her finger and smiled. "I'll make that greasy little nerd build me a mecha. Yes, perfect!" she grinned, tucking the flyer into her cloak. "Hmm. I'll have to go back to being a human. A vampire in a mech would look silly," she said to herself. She then pulled her hood over her head and began to walk away. "Or...maybe I'll be a cat girl. A cat should be easy enough to find..." She then stopped and thought about it. "No, no...I might get mobbed by furries." She shuddered. "Ugh...weirdoes..." she said before continuing on. 

The End