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Superia #4: Fire and Earth pt. 2

by Sigma

The Story So Far: Superia’s workout in the park was interrupted by rampant, mutant plants. The plants were being controlled by the superheroine Thorn, who Superia had never met before now. With the help of Mantis and Blaze, Thorn was subdued and isolated for observation. Everything seemed fine until Superia’s friend Alexis, who had been captured by Thorn, began to mutate and attacked her and Blaze. They stopped her, only to find out that the innocent people who had all been captured by Thorn and taken to the hospital have also mutated and are now overrunning the place.

IV

“Delta City PD! Stop right there!” Officer Greg Samuels yelled through his megaphone from behind a barricade of police cars in front of Delta City General hospital. A hulking mutant stood at the entrance, drool coming from its mouth as it eyed the officers in front of it. The glass windows that made up the door were shattered and in a million pieces around the thing’s feet and it held a security guard, unconscious, by his head. The officers around Samuels aimed their service weapons, several of them shaking as the creature came toward them.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Shoot it!” Samuels yelled. Shots rang out and bullets bounced off of thick skin and hit the ground. The creature kept coming. It growled, dropped the unconscious guard, and ran at the cops.

They kept firing, yelling in fear as the thing came at them.

“Move your asses, cops!” A voice yelled from behind them.

Before most of them could turn around, Superia blew past them at top running speed, her silver bodysuit glinting in the afternoon sun as she leapt and vaulted off the hood of Samuel’s patrol car. She put both feet forward, nailing the mutant with a powerful drop kick that sent it flying back through the hospital entrance.

Superia stood up and dusted off her costume, her ass jiggling as she ran her hands across it. She turned and faced Samuels and the other officers, who eyed her in stunned silence. “Anyone hurt?”

She noticed most of them staring at the plunging neckline and the ample tits behind it.

“Hey!” she clapped, getting their attention. She then repeated herself.

“N...no!” Samuels shook her head.

“All right. Stay here, we’re on this.”

There was a mighty roar and the mutant stood in the doorway with rage in its glowing eyes. Superia cracked her knuckles, ran, and tackled the mutant back inside.

“Who the hell is that?” Samuels said to no one particular.

“A loudmouthed idiot…” Thorn muttered. She wore her costume, a low cut green dress with slits up the sides that seemed to be made of long leaves. She carried what looked like a wooden walking stick in her hand, with the end a gnarled, bulbous knot, and walked right past the officers and into the hospital.

“Do you have any people in there?” Mantis asked Samuels, following behind Thorn.

Samuels shook his head, in awe at the unending line of strange, constumed women.

“Good. Keep your people clear,” Mantis said before running to the hospital entrance, her cape trailing behind her.

“Hi there,” Blaze came up last. “Don’t worry, we got it handled, okay? Umm,” she looked back. “You might want to have the fire department on standby, though.”

“Oh wait,” Samuels said. “I’ve seen you before. Weren’t you on a TV show or something?”

“That was, like, a bajillion years ago,” Blaze told him. “But yeah, Danger Family? I was Dani,” she grinned.

“Yeah, I used to watch that all the time!” Samuels beamed.

“I’m glad to hear it!” Blaze clapped. “Want an autograph? Where’s your phone? We can do a selfie!”

“Blaze!” Mantis yelled.

“Oh, crap! Coming!” She turned back to Samuels. “Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back in two shakes!” She then threw her hands behind her and propelled herself forward with two jets of flame and joined Mantis in entering the hospital.

When they got inside, they found a chaotic scene in the hospital lobby. The mutant that was outside was slumped against a wall, cracks in its surface above the creature’s head. Superia was tangled up with a second mutant, this one larger than the first. Both of them showed strained muscles as they pushed against each other.

Thorn sat on top of the security desk with her legs crossed and her head resting in her palm.

“Shorty, get off your ass and help me!” Superia commanded.

“Not until you learn my name,” Thorn told her calmly.

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” Superia cried out before the creature applied its weight and managed to overpower her. She yelled as the creature swept her leg from under her and slammed her into the ground.

“My name isn’t Shorty, or Short-stuff, or Pint-size, or whatever else you cook up in that pea-brain of yours. Thorn, or Rebecca, or Becky. That’s it!”

Superia growled as the mutant, this one male as evidenced by the massive, throbbing cock swelling between its muscular legs, pinned her down and let out something that sounded like a chuckle. Its member hovered near Superia’s mouth, and when she went to yell at Thorn, and it went down her throat deep enough to make her gag.

“Well, that’s one way to shut you up, I guess…” Thorn said, watching the mutant mouth fuck Superia. She watched the scene closely, the nipples on her own petite tits growing rock hard. She shifted her legs just a little, feeling herself growing wet as the mutant held Superia down and thrust back and forth, forcing his cock in and out. Superia tried to wiggle out from under the weight, but she could barely move, only suck cock with rage in her eyes.

Thorn slid a slender hand up her own thigh, toward her moist pussy, but turned when she saw Blaze and Mantis standing nearby.

“You’re just gonna…” Blaze motioned at Superia.

Mantis held her arm out and glared at Thorn, who simply rolled her eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh.

“Fiiiiine!” Thorn leapt down from the desk and grabbed her walking stick. She approached the mutant while reaching into a pouch that hung from a vine wrapped around her waist like a belt. She walked up to Superia and the mutant and saw the creature drooling as it continued violating the defeated heroine.

Superia’s eyes were practically glazed over, warm cum dripping down the sides of her mouth even when it was stuffed with the monster’s cock. Her protesting weakened and all she could do was lay under the creature as it continued thrusting its cock down her throat as far as it would go.

“Hey,” Thorn said, striking the monster on his muscular shoulder. When it turned and growled at her, she took her hand from her pouch and held it up, blowing the contents of her palm into the creature’s face. The mutant staggered back, swatting at the dust in its eyes. After a few seconds, it collapsed to the floor, fast asleep. “Happy?” Thorn asked, turning to Mantis.

Superia rolled over, coughing, and spat out a large glob of cum on the floor. She then shot up, grabbing Thorn by her collar and lifting her off the floor.

“You know, it’s a good thing we’re in a hospital. I’m sure there’s a bed for you here,” Superia threatened.

“Put me down!” Thorn ordered, smacking her in the head with her stick.

“Ow!” Superia winced and dropped her. She started to grab her again but got stopped by Mantis.

“That’s enough. I clearly need to keep you two apart while we look for anyone who needs help and take care of these mutants. So here’s what we’re going to do: Superia and Blaze, you two take the even numbered floors. Thorn and I are taking odd.”

Superia started to say something in protest until Mantis raised a gloved finger to her lips. “No. I don’t want to hear it. Go,” she shoved her along. She then grabbed Thorn by her arm and pulled her towards another part of the first floor before she could say anything.

“Mantis is hot when she’s bossing people around…” Superia muttered before spitting again. She then sighed and turned to Blaze. “All right, Red, you wanna go kick some mutant ass?”

Blaze grinned and nodded and the two of them ran off.

***

“...I just wish she’d stop being a dick to me!” Thorn said. As she said that, two mutants charged at her. She tapped her walking stick into the floor and, an in instant, roots spread from its bottom, outward toward the mutants and grabbed them by their arms and legs, stopping them in their tracks.

Behind her, Mantis dodged attacks from a third mutant and then backflipped and kicked it in the jaw, knocking it on its back. “I know, I know. Naomi can be a bit crass...but…”

“Don’t say but. Nothing before ‘but’ counts!” Thorn told her.

“Look at it from her perspective. This is her first time meeting you, and it happened after you attacked her best friend and did this to her,” Mantis motioned to the mutants. The two of them were on the seventh of eight floors now, having worked their way up and knocked every mutant they’ve come across unconscious.

“I did not do this!” Thorn seethed.

“I’m sorry. Poor word choice. My point is, her first impression of you is just as poor as yours is of hers. You both have to get over it if you’re going to work together though.”

Thorn fully turned to face Mantis and narrowed her eyes. “Just like that?”

“She and Asa butted heads at first, but now Asa teaches her to fight,” Mantis explained.

“Well Asa is patient and she doesn’t have to put up with a bunch of stupid short jokes.”

“Fair enough,” Mantis conceded. “My advice: Find common ground with her. You two are more alike than you think.” 

“How so?”

“Short-fused and stubborn as hell,” Mantis said, smirking when Thorn glared at her. “Just….when this is over, I’m sitting you two down and you’re talking. You’ll see. Put them under and let’s get going.”

Thorn looked at the mutants and took out another fistful of the pollen in the pouch on her waist. The mutants growled at her defiantly as she blew it in their faces and knocked them out. She then recalled the roots into her stick. “Is it true you fucked her?” Thorn asked Mantis.

Mantis blinked in surprise. “Who told you that?”

“Lea did. She said she fucked Thera, too.”

“Maybe?” Mantis shrugged. “You’ve fucked Thera. And Lea. What’s the big deal?”

“No big deal,” Thorn said. “I’m just keeping track.”

“Oh, good. I’m not the only one. By my count, no one’s deflowered Asa or Anisa yet, but only them.”

“Yup, that’s my tally. Hey, is Madeline back in town yet?”

“No, that mission’s taking longer than we thought. Part of the reason we recruited Naomi. We were at the risk of stretching thin with Star Woman gone and Madeline away. We reached out to others, but she was the only one willing to join up. Diabla turned us down again, so did Calico,” Mantis explained. “Come on. Let’s find Naomi and Cindy and see how they’re doing,” Mantis said, running for the nearest staircase.

Thorn nodded and followed her, but stopped after a few steps. “Do you hear a helicopter?”

Mantis paused and listened closely, hearing the faint chopping sound of rotor blades. “Ugh...we told the cops to stay outside. Come on!” Mantis said, breaking into a run.

***

“So is Shorty always such a belligerent little shit?” Superia asked as she and Blaze walked through the halls of the eighth and final floor. They had been clearing mutants for the past hour, knocking them out with brute force, and their costumes were in a sorry state for it, torn to ribbons and exposing parts of their nubile flesh.

“Maybe don’t call her Shorty?” Blaze said. “I mean...do you like people calling you names?”

“Oh stop it, Red. I grew up in a house with a five other kids. We terrorized each other way worse than that.”

“Five? Jeez.”

“Yup, and four of them are fucking assholes. You got any siblings?”

“Nope, only child,”  Blaze told her. “But to answer your question, no, Bex is perfectly fine most of the time. You just got her riled up. She doesn’t like people making fun of her height. Says people picked on her for it her whole life and she’s pissed that whatever gave her powers didn’t make her taller too.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t like people attacking my best friend.”

“You heard Anisa. She wasn’t in control of herself.”

“Even so…” Superia said. “She should at least apologize. I mean, what the hell is Lex gonna do if she’s stuck like that? Same for these poor bastards.”

“I’m sure Anisa’s gonna find a way to reverse it. She’s, like, the smartest person on the planet.”

“Sure, you might be right. Del hasn’t let me down yet.” Superia then turned to face her and walked backwards. “Now, question for you.”

“Hmm?” Blaze asked.

“How come you get to have fire powers? I can hit hard, run fast, lift heavy shit and I don’t get hurt easily. Crane, Bombshell, and Mantis are the same. Why are you so special?” She looked at the choker around her neck and pointed. “That have something to do with it?

Blaze thumbed the gem. “Kind of. That’s a long story. It’s not the source of my powers, though. I can make and control fire just fine without it. I was just able to do it one day when I was 13, like I said,” she shrugged.

“That isn’t fair…” Superia pouted.

“Lots of Aphrodites can do stuff like this. Have you not met Madeline yet?”

“No. Who’s that?”

“Oooh, I guess she’s still in Star City...Anyway, she’s super cool. She’s from, like, somewhere in England and can…”

Her sentence got interrupted by a sound off to the side.

“Hey! Over here!”

The two heroines turned and saw someone poking their head out of a heavy, sliding metal door. It was a woman wearing scrubs and she waved them over. When they reached the door, the woman pushed against it, grunting and straining, and trying to make the opening wider.

Superia and Blaze stood by and watched for several awkward seconds as the woman, of average size and little in the way of muscle tried to open the heavy door.

“You uh...need a hand?” Superia asked.

The woman nodded and nearly fell over when Superia pushed it open with one hand.

“Thanks,” the woman said, wiping sweat from her brow. She fixed her hair and stood up straight. The two heroines looked past her to see a small crowd of people behind her, many of them children in hospital gowns. A few of the other adults wore hospital gowns and some had on scrubs and lab coats.

“What is this?” Superia asked.

The woman looked back. “This is our panic room. Well, one of them.”

“Ooooh, that’s right. A lot of the hospitals have them because, you know, monsters, and giant robots and what not are common things here,” Blaze explained.

“Well, that explains why we didn’t see many civilians,” Superia shrugged.

The nurse looked Blaze up and down. “Oh! Aren’t you Cindy Callum?”

Blaze grinned and nodded.

“Oh my goodness, I show the kids in my wing old videos of the Danger Family all the time. They can’t get enough!”

“What the hell is she talking about?” Superia asked. “You were on TV?”

“Uh huh,” Blaze answered.

“I uhhh, would ask if you wanna meet the kids, but…” The nurse stared and pointed. “You girls are practically naked.” She motioned to their shredded outfits.

“Yeah, sorry...hazards of the job,” Blaze said, looking at her exposed nipples and what was left of her bikini top.

“Oh, I know...I’d sometimes get heroines in the wing where I used to work. Usually with things stuck inside them or...pregnant with some freak alien monster...There was this one, god I can’t remember her name, but she got zapped with some beam and couldn’t stop masturbating…” the nurse chuckled. “Anyway, does this mean those things are gone?”

“We haven’t cleared this floor yet,” Superia told her.

“Damn…” The nurse said and looked back. “Can I ask you girls for a favor?”

“What’s up?” Superia asked her.

“I’ve got a little girl in her, Samantha, she’s seven, when people started turning into monsters and we had to get to the panic rooms she left her stuffed turtle in her room. His name’s Mr. Shell. Can you go get him? We’ve barely been able to console her since we’ve been cooped up in here.”

The heroines looked at each other and shrugged. “Sure, where is he?” Superia asked.

The nurse hesitated. “See those heavy blast doors down the hall?” she pointed to a pair of massive, sturdy looking doors. “Samantha’s room is beyond those. Room 833. We sealed the area because there are at least 10 of those things in that wing.”

“Ten?” The heroines said in unison. Dread gripped them when they thought about a hard-fought encounter with just five of the creatures on the sixth floor.

“833. Good luck, girls!” The nurse said before struggling to close the door. “Knock three times, and then four more so I know it’s you when you’ve got him!” she yelled from inside the room.

Superia and Blaze looked at each other silently.

“Nope! Ten of those things? Fuck that,” Superia said.

“We told her we would!” Blaze said. “We can’t leave Mr. Shell in there by himself.”

“He’s a toy, Cindy!”

“Ooooh, I’m sorry, did Ms. Tragic Childhood not have a favorite toy when she was little?” Blaze asked in a mocking tone.

Superia folded her arms and narrowed her eyes. “That’s fucking cold, Red...I had a stuffed Toucan. His name was Rainbow...”

“So do it for Rainbow!” Blaze punched her lightly in the shoulder.

Superia shook her head. “You’re going first. If those things get a hold of you, I’m grabbing Mr. Shell and running.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Cindy grinned. “I have a secret weapon.” She tapped the gem on her choker.

“Okay, fine whatever,” Superia rolled her eyes. The two of them ran toward the sealed doors. “When this is done, you’re telling me all about whatever the hell ‘The Danger Family’ is.”

***

“This was a fucking mistake…” Superia groaned as she and Blaze stood facing down a hall filled with 10 hulking mutants. The group eyed them hungrily, their eyes glowing and muscles bulging. The male mutants had swelled cocks hanging between their legs as they began approaching the pair.

“No one said doing the right thing was painless,” Blaze told her. “Now put on your big girl pants and let’s go get that turtle.”

“Really wish Crane was here right now,” Superia said, tying her hair back. “She doesn’t run her mouth so much.”

“My charm is infectious, dear Naomi. Soon you won’t be able to live without it.”

“Yeah, well try charming these assholes,” Superia said to her before stretching her long limbs.

“Oh! Oh! Charming Assholes! That’ll be the name of our band!”

Superia stared at Blaze, who simply grinned at her. She then shook her head and held down a laugh. “Only if I get to be the drummer,” Superia said before charging into the fray just as the mutants came at them.

The mutant at the head of the pack went down with a double flying knee to its face, and Superia’s momentum carried her forward. She rolled across the ground, leapt up and extended her arm, knocking a second mutant on its back with an uppercut. 

When that mutant went down, two more surged at Superia, seemingly coordinated.

“Fuck!” she shouted, stepping back to avoid a smashing palm when one swung at her. She put her fists up and kept her feet moving, weaving around the mutants and keeping them both in front of her, but the other six on their feet were moving in too. Superia hit one with a three-hit combination, but when that one staggered back, the second one ran and tackled Superia into the closest wall, pinning her against it. She tried to push herself free of its powerful hold, giving it all of her strength as she watched the rest of the mob closing in.

The other mutants were then cut off by a wall of flame that made them step back. Blaze held out her right hand and gestured with her left, pulling a burning sphere of flame from the wall she just made. She directed it at the mutant holding Superia in place and the ball burst against the creature’s thick skin, causing it to stagger back as it howled in pain. The skin where it got hit was blackening and smoldering and the monster growled as it looked at Blaze, having completely forgotten about Superia.

Another wall of flame then erupted in front of it, trapping the mutant between two walls.

“Okay, here’s what we’re going to do,” Blaze said. “I can see room 833 from here. It’s four down. See it?”

“Yeah,” Superia nodded.

“I’m going to shift the flames to box them in and hold them off. You’re going to run like hell, find Mr. Shell, and run back and we’re getting out of here.”

Superia nodded and got ready to run. “You gonna be okay?”

“Always,” Blaze smiled, increasing the intensity of the flames.

Superia focused on the room and took a runner’s stance. “Okay, ready…” She said, a bead of sweat running down her forehead, partially from the heat and partially from the situation.

“Go!” Blaze yelled.

The walls of flames shifted sideways, corralling the mutants against the wall and clearing a path for Superia, who took off like a starter pistol had just been fired. Her thick legs pushed her, her tits jumped with her running, but she focused on room 833, reaching it in a few powerful strides. She slid on her feet, darting into the room. It had a single bed, with drawings on paper in crayon covering the walls.

“Come on, Mr. Shell, where the hell are you?” She looked around, unable to find a stuffed turtle. Nothing on the bed, nothing on the chair, nothing on the window sill. “Fuck!” Superia cursed. She checked the bathroom. Nothing. She scanned the room again, then got an idea and dropped to her knees and looked under the bed. There she saw it, a fuzzy green stuffed turtle with a smile on his face and a small brown hat on his head.

“Huh...he is a cute little guy…” Superia said to herself.

“Oh, no….no, no, no, no, no!! NAOMI!!!!” Blaze screamed.

Superia turned around and started to leave when she heard a telltale hissing sound a moment before water began pouring from the ceiling.

Superia tucked Mr. Shell under her arm and darted into the hall, nearly slipping on the water that poured from the sprinklers.

“Hey! Let me go!” Blaze demanded as a mutant grabbed her and the others piled onto her. She disappeared under a wave of misshapen hulks, crying out as they shredded what was left of her costume.

“Shiiiit…” Superia growled before tossing the turtle back onto the bed and charging to help Blaze.  She jumped on the back of the closest mutant, wrapping her arms around its neck to try and subdue it. The mutant thrashed around the hall, knocking into some of the others to get Superia off its back. It then leapt up and came down on its back, smashing Superia into the floor under its bulk.

She groaned as the wind was knocked from her body and before she could get up, thick hands grabbed her ankles and pulled her close to a hulking brute with lust in its eyes and a massive swelling cock between its legs. It pulled Superia’s legs apart while another mutant seized her arms and then mounted the dazed heroine, sliding its length into her after ripping off what was left of her costume’s lower portion. She felt her insides being stretched, and at the same time, another pair of hands clawed at her tits, shredding what was left of her top to get at the meaty globes underneath. She tried to worm her way out, tried to fight the aggressors off, but there were too many of them and she had spent the past hour fighting these things across four floors. Even Aphrodites had their physical limits.

When she looked across the floor, Blaze was in a similar situation. The creatures had her up off the floor, with one holding her by the hips with her legs wrapped around its waist and it pushed its cock deep inside. A different creature had its cock down her throat, and its cum was pouring from the sides of her mouth as it filled her throat.

Blaze’s nubile body jiggled with the thrusting of the mutant’s hips. Her pale tits shook and the meat of her thick thighs jiggled. There was a glazed over look in her eyes as she gagged and whimpered under the creatures’ assault. The one holding her thighs pulled her legs apart and pushed himself in deeper, laughing as her dug his clawed hands into her vulnerable flesh. Blaze was completely at their mercy, unable to do anything to get free of the mutants.

Superia tried calling out to Blaze, tried thinking of something to help her, but the mounting pleasure in her own body has hard to ignore as the mutants continued ravaging her. Her own nipples were rock hard, her own throbbing pussy wet. The cock inside of her pushed deep and stretched wide, and she couldn’t think of anything else. She could only feel the sensation of being fucked. When she looked up, she saw twisted, misshapen faces smiling down on her. Several other mutants had gathered around, their own stiff cocks in their hands as they waited for their turns to fill the two heroines.

And then she noticed a glow, bright red, on Blaze’s neck.

The gem on her choker flared brighter than any flame and the creature that was throat fucking her seemed to notice. It pulled out, shooting a load over her face and naked tits, and tilted its head in confusion. Blaze then cried out, her meaty thighs twitching as her juices erupted from her pussy and down her legs. At that moment, the light on her choker was blinding and filled the hall.

When it subsided, Blaze was on the floor, groaning as cum dripped from her pussy. The mutants stared in awe at a being made of flame standing over Blaze. He was seven feet tall, and the water from the sprinklers evaporated before it ever touched him. He had a muscular body and no distinguishing features except for a pair of glowing eyes.

“Quite the conundrum, this one, Cindy…” the fire creature said. His voice seemed to echo off the walls.

“H...hi Adros…” Blaze said weakly.

Adros turned in Superia’s direction and simply nodded. “Would you ladies like a hand?”

“P...please…” Blaze whimpered, trying to sit up. “Just don’t kill them...there are normal people in there somewhere.”

“Understood,” Adros answered.

The mutants all rallied, eyeing Adros when they sensed the threat he posed. One bold creature ran forward to attack, but got stopped by a hard punch to its jaw. Before its body could even fully react to the blow, Adros pulled back and launched a series of rapid punches, like machine gun fire, that sent the mutant clear down the other hall after the last one landed. The other mutants gave pause as Adros eyed them and folded his arms across his muscular chest. He then launched forward, flying through the air and never unfolding his arms, and the flames that made up his body flared until his glow filled the hall right before exploding in a sudden burst of heat energy that washed over the entire space. When the light subsided, the mutants were all knocked out, smoke rising from their bodies as they groaned.

“Hmm…” Adros said, surveying his work. “Well, that’s that. See you in 24 hours, Cindy,” he said before shrinking into a small flame that was then absorbed by Blaze’s necklace.

The two heroines sat up, the water from the sprinklers having evaporated, leaving the air a sticky, hazy mess. Sweat clung to their naked, bruised skin in beads and droplets as their pussies dripped and their aching muscles twitched.

“...What?” Blaze asked when she noticed the way Superia was staring at her.

“I am not working with any fucking demons!” Superia pointed at her choker.

“Adros isn’t a demon!” Blaze said. “...At least...I don’t think he is…” She then paused. “Nope...nope, he just told me he isn’t. It’s fine.” 

“For fuck’s sake…” Superia sighed and collapsed on the floor.

“Did you find Mr. Shell?”

“He’s resting,” Superia breathed, only to jump back up when a door at the opposite end of the hall opened. Daylight filled the doorway and the sounds of helicopter blades wafted in as a small team of armed and armored soldiers filed in and took up defensive positions.

A petite, blonde woman then walked through the tactical squad, holding a rifle. She wore a pink tracksuit and running shoes that squeaked against the floor.

“I don’t believe it…” Superia said. “...Fox?!”

“Hey there chica!” Agent Fox grinned and waved. “Long time, no see.” She looked at the carnage in the hall. “Huh...looks like you beat us to the fun. Good job, girls. All right boys, lock ‘em down and let’s get these poor souls some treatment.”

When she said that, the soldiers began moving out, unslinging bags from their shoulders as they approached the unconscious mutants. 

“Whew...it is warm in here…” Fox complained. She then stopped and looked at the heroines. “Sorry we didn’t get here to help sooner...Jenkins was late making it to take off…”

“I said I was sorry, boss…” One of the soldiers groaned.

“Ummm…Who are you?” Blaze asked.

“She’s our Government babysitter,” Superia said.

“Eh...that band name’s not as good,” Blaze responded.

V

It had been only two hours since the heroines left the hospital, and they barely had time to get cleaned up and put on fresh costumes before Delphi had called them all into the Situation Room.

Blaze arrived last, with a BLT on a plate and a can of soda. Delphi was going over something on her tablet and Superia sat on the opposite side of the conference table, tapping her fingers on the table’s surface and humming something. Thorn was playing with her phone and Mantis and Fox sat next to each other, chatting.

Blaze slid into the chair next to Superia and picked up half of her sandwich. She took a big bite when Superia looked over and took the other half and began eating it. Blaze’s face was too stuffed for her to yell, but the glare in her eyes said enough. Thorn watched them and rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath.

“Okay,” Delphi said, putting her tablet down. “Here’s what I was able to work out while you all were at the hospital.” A projected screen appeared above the table, showing three strands of DNA that were all clearly different from each other.

“On the screen are three different genetic samples. The one on the left is mine, Rebecca’s is in the middle, Naomi, yours is on the right. This is what they look like normally: Human DNA, Altered DNA, and Aphrodite DNA.” Delphi pressed a command on her tablet and a fourth strand appeared. It resembled the human strand, but twisted and misshapen. “This is Alexis’ DNA. Whatever mutated her did this. I was actually able to isolate the agent responsible and recreate it using a sample of Compound X that I acquired.”

“Wait…” Fox spoke up. “Where did you get Compound X? I thought I had it all after that mission with Striker.”

“I have quick hands, Agent Fox. You didn’t leave the scene with all of the X that Striker had,” Delphi said coolly, much to Fox’s chagrin. “Moving on, I then introduced the agent to the tree DNA samples. This is what happened.” She pressed another command and her own sample mutated to resemble Alexis’. Thorn’s sample changed as well, but its transformation wasn’t as significant. Naomi’s DNA stayed the same.

“Wait…” Naomi said. “How’s mine different?”

“It isn’t,” Delphi told her. “To be sure, I introduced it to Asa’s DNA, too. And Lea’s, and Veronica’s, and Cindy’s. The result was the same.”

“So Aphrodites are immune to whatever we’re dealing with…” Mantis said.

“Yes, and Altered are resistant, but not entirely immune. It’s why Rebecca’s behavior changed, but not her apperance. Whoever made this did it to target humans specifically. This agent, I’m calling it X2, is highly infectious but not long lasting. As we saw, Rebecca recovered within a few hours. Alexis is still in isolation but she’s showing signs of improving. Her muscle mass is returning to normal, for starters,” she explained and looked right at Naomi.

“Oh, thank God…” Superia breathed.

“Remember, Compound X is based on Aphrodite genetic material, so I wasn’t surprised by this,” Delphi said. “Our problem is that we don’t know how much X2 is out there or if whoever is behind it is making more.”

“Oh crap…” Thorn said. “This stuff is still viable in water, isn’t it?”

“Yes...I was actually going to make that point…” Delphi said, sitting up straight.

“So, I know how I got infected…I was sitting by the lake, feeding the ducks like I said, when I thought I must have passed out. Well, right before that...one ornery asshole of a duck went after the bread I had and I tried to scare it off, and I tripped and fell in the lake. I swallowed some of the water...”

Superia suppressed a laugh and Blaze punched her in the arm.

“More to the point…” Fox said. “Whoever did this might try to poison the city’s water. Basically, you girls will be up to your tits in a city full of mutants.”

Every face around the table went pale and they all fell silent.

“I have to make some calls…” Fox said, getting up. “Can you send me that data?”

Delphi nodded and began punching commands in her tablet.

“What the fuck are we gonna do against a city full of those things?!” Superia said.

“I know…” Delphi said pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “This is all hands on deck. Lea’s on standby and so is Asa. I’ve sent word out to some of the others who aren’t members of the team too.”

“What about Nocturne and Thera?” Thorn asked.

“Getting in touch with Thera when she’s at Providence is always hard, and this isn’t a magic-related issue, so she might not sense it. These aren’t demons, so Nocturne will just say it’s not her problem…”

“She’d probably just kill them all anyway…” Blaze said finishing her half-sandwich.

“Not inaccurate,” Mantis agreed.

“I’m working on a counter-agent,” Delphi announced. “I’m almost there, but it’s a work in progress. I’ll need a hand in the lab.”

“Don’t look at me, I barely passed chemistry,” Superia said.

“Surprise, surprise…” Thorn said, and then dodged when a soda can flew at her head.

“Hey, I wasn’t done drinking that!” Blaze whined.

“You wanna try that again, meathead?” Thorn said, getting up.

Superia leapt up. “I will vault over this table and punch you in those mosquito bites you call tits.”

“Wow...body shaming. Nice one, Naomi…” Blaze said.

“Shut up.”

“Girls!” Mantis yelled with an authority that made the three of them jump and settle down. Once things got quiet, she let out a sigh. “Lab work is Madeline’s thing, but as she is in Star City, I will help Delphi. I know my way around the equipment well enough.”

“Okay,” Delphi said. “In the meantime…”

“Umm…” Fox interrupted them while lowering her phone. “Does that thing get the news?” she pointed to the glowing display hovering over the table.

Delphi glanced at her and then switched the projected screen to a livestream of the news. On it, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and eyeglasses smiled in front for the camera.

“Good day to you all, Delta City. My name is Dr. Eugene Evers and, currently, you are all my hostages. No doubt, you’ve seen the reports of my creations running amok at a local hospital. Some meddling super bimbos put an end to that, but I have more, Delta City. Oh how I have more.”

“Where is that coming from?” Mantis asked.

“I’m on it,” Delphi said, typing away at the digital keypad on her tablet.

“We’re on it, too,” Fox said.

“Soon enough, this city will be drowning in my creations. There is already a horde of them somewhere in town. See if you can find them,” he grinned. “You may be wondering how much money I want to end this, but the answer is none. I simply want to see how my creations will fare. Have fun, Delta City. That is all.” Dr. Evers said before suddenly cutting the feed.

“Huh…” Superia said. “Mad scientist. Didn’t think I’d get one this soon…”

“I’ve got him!” Delphi said. “City docks, right on the bay.”

“Wait,” Fox stopped them. “My own people just picked up an outbreak of more mutants.”

The heroines all paused and looked at each other. “Where?” Blaze asked.

“Downtown, near the business district.”

“Okay,” Mantis said. “We split. Naomi, Cindy, Becky, the three of you go to the docks and find Evers. Fox, take your people and contain the mutants.”

“Yup,” Fox moved for the door. “Jenkins,” she spoke into her phone. “Prep the chopper. We’re heading downtown. Tell the guys at base to meet us.”

“Well, let’s roll bitches,” Superia said. “Blaze, my bike’s in the garage. You can ride on the back. Ragweed, you can fucking walk.”

Thorn started to say something until Blaze got between them. “My car is in the garage too. I will drive.”

Before the three of them left, Mantis grabbed Blaze by her arm and pulled her close.

“You’re the senior one here, Cindy, so you’re in charge. Keep those two from killing each other.”

“Yes ma’am!” Blaze saluted before leaving the room with Superia and Thorn in tow.

Mantis watched them leave while Delphi stayed seated. The two of them exchanged a long, silent look before Mantis sighed. “I’m calling Asa. Those three need an adult.”

“I say leave it,” Delphi said. “Cindy needs to learn to lead. She’s been on this team longer than everyone except the two of us. She has to do it eventually.”

Mantis sighed and sank into a seat. “Do you think we can trust this Agent Fox?”

“Fox isn’t the one I’m worried about,” Delphi said before getting up and tucking her tablet under her arm. “It’s the people she answers to. Come on, let’s get to the lab. We have a city to save.”

***

“Sorry, sorry, sorry!” Blaze said as she moved assorted junk from the backseat of her car, a Candy Apple Red two-door coupe, to the trunk at the front of the car.

Superia stood back to give her room. “This is a sweet ride, Cindy.”

“She’s my baby,” Blaze grinned. “700 horses of pure, smooth hell.” She grabbed the last of her things, random clothes, a pair of running shoes, an empty mug, and a tennis racket, and put them in the trunk before closing it. “Okay, let’s go!”

Superia and Thorn stood there and looked at each other.

“Go on, in the back,” Superia nodded.

“I called shotgun,” Thorn protested.

“I can’t fit back there,” Superia said.

“I called shotgun!” Thorn repeated.

“Bex, sweetie, please...Naomi’s right, the backseat is hell for anyone over like 5’5’’.” Blaze pleaded.

“Ugh!” Thorn groaned before compacting her stick and climbing in the back. “This is ridiculous…” she complained before stretching out on the seat. She was able to get her feet up without touching the other side of the car.

Superia settled into the passenger seat while Blaze got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. The car purred to life as Blaze and Superia buckled in before the car eased out of its space and began moving toward the exit.

“Hope we don’t run into too much traffic out here…” Blaze said.

Superia glanced ahead as they approached the garage exit and then looked down before looking over her shoulder. Hey, Rag...Thorn…”

“What?” Thorn said, her attention on her phone.

“I’m sorry about what I said upstairs. About the mosquito bites…”

Thorn glanced up and paused. “It’s fine…”

“No, it was wrong. Cindy was right, it was a shitty thing to say. Small tits are nice. I’ve fucked plenty of girls with small tits.”

“Wonderful...”

“I’m sorry for flinging a can at you too,” Superia said. “If we’re going after bad guys together, we should probably try to get along.”

“...Yeah, well...firstly, I’m sorry about Amanda.”

“Alexis.”

“Right, Alexis. I’m also sorry I called you a meathead. I wasn’t that good at chemistry either.”

“See? This is nice. This is lovely,” Blaze smiled. “And who cares anyway? It’s not like you need that stuff.”

“Yeah, I mostly fucked around, smoking weed with the theater kids and I still graduated,” Superia said.

“I mostly hung out in rooftop garden, ironically enough…” Thorn chuckled.

“That was before you turned, right?” Superia asked.

“Yup.”

“So...like, do you need to eat and stuff or are you actually a plant that talks?”

“I am still need to eat and sleep like any human, though I don’t need to do those things as much as a normal human does.”

“You still fuck too?”

“Yes. I do,” Thorn said. “And no, I don’t want to fuck you. Keep those meat paws away from my mosquito bites.”

“Lea’s more her type,” Blaze giggled.

“Shut up, Cindy!” Thorn said quickly, her face red. “But to answer your question more completely, I still do normal human things. I eat, I drink, I sleep, I have sex, drugs still affect me.”

Then, it was like a light went off in Superia’s head. She turned in her seat. “Hey, you have command over all plants right?”

Thorn eyed her and figured out where her question was going. “I can grow weed strains that will put you on your ass.”

“Yeah?” Superia’s face lit up.

“It’s true,” Blaze said. “Bex and I smoked a bong of some of her custom stuff once and I was out for hours.”

“Nice,” Superia said. “I honestly didn’t think you were the type.”

“Well, not often, but every once in a while. Roni, too.”

“Yeah, I can see that,” Superia said. “What about the others?”

“Delphi, definitely not. Asa, we’ve tried...but no. Lea, yes. Thera’s a lightweight and she freaks out easily, so we don’t offer.”

“Haha, Cin, remember that time with Thera at the beach?” Thorn said, only for Blaze to break into a fit of hysterics.

“Ohh my god, that was amazing…” Blaze said. “So, the three of us, along with Star Woman, Asa, and Lea took a trip to the beach, you know, just to hang out. Lea’s out surfing, Asa’s got her nose in a book,  and Star Woman was making a sandcastle with some kids who recognized her…”

“She was always good with kids…” Thorn said fondly.

“...So Bex breaks out the good stuff, rolls it up, and we start passing it. Well, Thera had never done it before so we offered. She starts coughing uncontrollably. We told her not to take too big of a hit, but she is freaking out, thinking she’s dying. We’re trying to calm her down when Asa noticed. She got up, figured out what we were up to and she chewed our asses out. Thera spent the rest the day with her head in Asa’s lap, whimpering. Ugh, Asa’s such a freakin’ mom sometimes.”

“Holy shit,” Superia laughed. “What’d you two do?”

“We rolled another,  met some some guys camped nearby, and hooked up with them,” Blaze told her. “Do you remember their names, Bex?”

“Nope.”

“Not a bad end to it, all in all. Wait, you all went to the beach? The bosses allowed everyone out?” Superia asked.

“Yeah, it was fine. It had been a quiet week and Thera could have portaled us back if something bad happened. Besides, Mantis and Scarlet were on duty that day,” Blaze explained.

“Scarlet? Who’s that?”

The car suddenly got quiet.

“We...we don’t talk about Scarlet…” Thorn said.

A few more moments of silence passed before Superia decided to drop it. “So, Cindy, what’s the deal with that fire guy in your necklace?”

“Adros? Oh, yeah, he lives in the gem. It’s called the Scorched Heart.”

“He used to be worshiped by a bunch of cultists who wandered around what’s now Egypt thousands of years ago,” Thorn said.

“What? Seriously?”

“Yeah…” Cindy said. “So...I used to be an actor, right? Well, I was filming a movie in Egypt called Black Pyramid back when I was 16 and went on a tour out in the desert because I wasn’t needed on the set that day. Well, I got separated from the tour and went looking for them when this sandstorm rolled in. This weird place just popped up out of nowhere, it looked like a temple, so I took shelter in there until the storm went away. I found the Heart deep inside when I was exploring and, I swear I was only in the temple for a few hours but when I got out and back into the desert, there was a whole search party looking for me. It turns out I was gone for four days!” 

“Ugh...fucking magic…” Superia growled. “So why you don’t just make him clean up all the bad guys?”

“It doesn’t work like that. I can’t really ‘make’ him do anything. Besides, I can only summon him once every 24 hours. Magic has its limits,” Blaze told her.

“And she has to orgasm to make him show up,” Thorn added. “He won’t do it otherwise.”

Superia thought back to the hospital and then burst into laughter, which then made Thorn burst into laughter.  Blaze watched them, gritting her teeth as they both doubled over. She then slammed on her brakes and Superia pitched forward, slamming her head into the dashboard.

“Agh! Fuck!” Superia groaned, holding her forehead.

“Shit!” Thorn cried out as she fell off her seat and onto the floor.

“Huh...these brakes are really sensitive…” Blaze said before continuing on, smirking when she saw their heated glares.

“I’m gonna let that one slide since I ate your sandwich…” Superia said. “Anyway, what’s that Danger Family thing people kept talking about?”

“Oh! Yeah, I was on a TV show from when I was 9 to when I was 14. It was, like, a family-friendly adventure show about Professor Danger and his wife and three kids exploring the world and getting into trouble: You know, pirates, criminal gangs, guys in monster costumes, actual monsters. I was Danielle, or Dani, the middle child and the only girl.”

“Huh...never heard of it,” Superia said.

“Really? It was pretty popular.” Thorn said. “Five seasons and a movie. I used to watch it all the time as a kid.”

“She has a crush on Josh Hall, who played my older brother Mike.”

“Shut up, Cindy!” Thorn blurted, her face red again.

“He’s a dick, Bex! You don’t want him.”

“You still act?” Superia asked her.

“Not like I used to,” Blaze told her. “I do voice work for cartoons and stuff because I have a home studio, so I get paid and don’t even have to put a bra on, but I haven’t been on camera in, like, seven years. The industry is bullshit, dude.”

“You don’t have to tell me,” Superia said. “I lived in California for a year. Worked as a stunt woman.”

“Yeah?” Blaze turned toward her.

“The pay sucked and the hours were long, but the work was pretty badass.”

“What were you in? Anything I’d know?”

“Five movies,” Superia told her. “One got shelved. The other four got released but only one did well. You ever hear of an action movie called Burning City?”

Blaze thought for a second.

“Wait…” Thorn piped up. “That vigilante movie? With the ex-cop and his dog taking down the mob?”

“You’ve seen it?” Superia looked back.

“Uh yeah...that movie’s fucking great. Holy shit, were you on camera?”

“I was the stunt double for Olga Ivanova, who played the mob hitwoman.”

“So that was you who got set on fire and kicked out of a window?” Thorn asked.

Superia grinned and nodded. “Easily the coolest thing I’ve ever done.”

“What was Olga like?”

“She was nice as hell, believe it or not. We actually hung out a few times after shooting wrapped up. The dog was my favorite person on the set, though,” Superia explained.

“Didn’t he bite you?” Thorn asked.

“We heal fast. It’s fine. And he was a very good boy,” Superia told her. “His name was Ranger and I was going to adopt him when shooting was done, but the fuckers wouldn’t let me.”

“Oh yeah, they can be dicks about that,” Blaze said. “We had a pet monkey on Danger Family that I wanted to keep, but it was no go. I still get mad about it.”

“Monkeys make terrible pets anyway. They’re expensive and unpredictable,” Thorn piped up.

“Oh, here we go…” Blaze rolled her eyes.

Superia looked back at her. “What, are you a vet or something?”

“No, but I worked at the Queens zoo back home in New York for almost 6 years. In fact, I was working  on a purchase from the zoo in Murky Marsh when this…” she motioned to her body. “...happened.”

“Oh yeah, Cindy told me. You fell in the swamp? Maybe you just need to stay away from water. It never works out for you,” Superia teased.

“I didn’t fall in…” Thorn swore. “I was out there with a guide studying the native alligators when we got attacked by these...things...that live in the swampland out there. They’re like...men...but not. One of them jumped out of the swamp and pulled me under and then something much, much bigger living in the swamp killed it and I blacked out. When I came to, I was on land and wandered back to the town in a daze. I didn’t even realize my skin and hair turned green until the sheriff stopped me. It was weird at first, being Altered, but it got rid of my asthma,” she shrugged.

“So how’d you end up here?”

“Honestly, I’d been wanting to leave Queens for a while. So, I figured, fuck it...I’m green, I can control plants. I eventually figured out I could control wood and make seeds grow without sun, water, or soil, so I don’t even need to be on natural earth. I might as well be a superhero, and Delta was right up the road. I met Mantis a few days days after I got to the city, and here I am, two years later, cramped in the back of a car with a pair of towering jackasses.”

“You know, you talk a lot of shit for someone who’d be completely helpless if she needed something from a top shelf,” Superia taunted. 

Before Thorn could fire back, the car rolled stop moving.

“Oh, we’re here,” Blaze announced while putting the car in park right outside of a warehouse on the city docks.

The three of them got out and looked around. The air was still and smelled like the sea, with gulls squawking and waves crashing against the docks.

“You guys see anything?” Blaze asked.

“Nope,” the other two answered in unison.

Blaze took out her phone and pulled up an app. “Delphi pinged the message’s origin as coming from…” she looked up and turned west “...that building there,” she pointed to a low-slung building with peeling paint and broken windows. 

“So what should we expect with this guy?” Superia asked.

“Is this your first mad scientist?” Blaze asked. “He’s probably got a few of those mutants hanging around so we’ll need to be ready for that. Bex, you’ve got crowd control right?”

“Yup,” Thorn said, lifting the pouch that hung around her waist.

“Attagirl,” Blaze smiled. She then stretched her long arms and wrapped them both around Thorn and Superia.

“Wha...what the hell is this?” Superia tried to pull back.

“She’s a hugger,” Thorn answered in a muffled voice, her face buried between Superia’s and Blaze’s tits due to her lack of height.

“It’s our first outing as a team!” Blaze smiled after breaking the hug. “And I’m getting one of my good feelings.”

“About what?” Superia asked.

“About us!” Blaze answered, motioning back and forth. “I think we’re gonna do great things together. Right, Bex?”

“Sure…”

“So! When we corner Dr. Evers, Bex will put him under and we’ll call the cops to come get him. Easy peasy. Now...actually finding him will be the…”

Before Blaze could finish what she was saying, the wooden dock under her feet burst open and a pair of  thick muscular arms emerged, grabbing her by the ankles.

“Fuck!” Superia screamed as the mutant dragged Blaze under the dock.

“Noooo, no, no, no, no!!” Blaze screamed, clawing at the ground to try and stay above. Superia dove and grabbed her arms, but the mutant’s strength pulled at them both.

“Shit, shit, shit!!” Blaze cried out. “Naomi, listen! You’ve gotta go with Bex and catch Evers. I’ll be fine.”

“What?!” Superia said, pulling with every ounce of strength she could manage. “Don’t be stupid!”

“Go! Stopping Evers is the important thing!”

Superia ignored her and kept pulling until she felt a burning pain in her palms and realized it was coming from Blaze. “Ah! What the…!” she gasped and let go, falling back on her ass. She could only watch as Blaze got dragged under the dock. She got up and stared at the hole in the ground. “We gotta go after her.”

When she didn’t get an answer, she spun around. “Thorn! We have to…oh shit…”

She and Thorn stood in the shadow of a massive mountain of a mutant, easily 9 feet tall with thick muscle all over its body and a massive, throbbing cock between its legs.

“Do your pollen thing,” Superia shoved her. “Knock him out.”

“I did! It didn’t work!”

“What?! Fuuuuuck…”

“How are we going to fight this thing?” Thorn asked. “It’s so much bigger than any of the ones at the hospital….”

Superia turned to her and took her stick from her.

“Hey!”

Superia ignored her protests and ran at the mutant, ducking under a punch that the creature aimed at her when she was close. She got down and did a baseball slide between its legs. That dangling cock hovered mere inches from her face as she lifted her arms and caught the mutant’s ankles with the ends of Thorn’s stick and pulled it down on its face.

When the mutant tried to get up, Superia was on him. She wrapped the stick around its neck and pulled with all of her strength, trying to make it hard for the mutant to breathe. Its great muscles made it hard for it to reach back far enough to grab her, and it thrashed around, trying to buck her off its back.

Thorn went into the pouch on her waist and removed a small handful of seeds. She cupped her hands around them, closed her eyes and focused. She then let go of the seeds, which had already sprouted into a small, writing mass of plants, and dropped them on the dock, where they continued growing at a rapid pace until they were easily almost the same size as the mutant.

“You’re gonna want to move!” Thorn yelled to Superia.

“What?!” Superia, still struggling with the mutant, said before looking at Thorn. “Shit!” she cried out when she saw the plants growing in size and coming for the mutant.

Superia jumped away just as Thorn’s plants began grabbing the monster by its arms and legs. When she landed, she tossed Thorn’s staff back to her and then ran at the monster, leapt up, and punched it in the jaw.

The creature’s head snapped to the side and it growled and pulled against Thorn’s plant. As it fought, Superia peppered the creature’s torso with punches.

“Fucking hell, it’s like punching steel!” Superia said. “This one’s so much tougher than the ones at the hospital.”

“I think you’re just pissing it off…” Thorn said.

Superia turned to her and threw up her hands. “Yeah, well, I’m not gonna serenade it because I can’t sing. Can you?”

“I...I’m actually the best at karaoke on the team…” Thorn told her.

“Is that right?...Huh…Well I gotta see that...”

“Oh crap, look out!”

Superia turned around just as one of the creature’s thick arms tore free of the part of the plant holding it and grabbed her, wrapping a massive hand around her head. Superia’s thick leg’s kicked and she punched the mutant’s hand, trying to get free, but the mutant slammed her into the dock repeatedly until she stopped moving.

“Ooow….shiiit…” Superia groaned. She looked up as the mega-mutant loomed over her with a sneer on its misshapen face. It then ran a thick finger down her chest and ripped off her costume, leaving her toned, athletic body exposed. The cock between its legs stood at full attention and the creature licked its lips while looking down at the weakened heroine laying splayed on the ground at its feet.

“Oh, come on…” Superia said, barely able to move. She grunted when the mutant grabbed her by her hair and lifted her up. It had a mad look in its eyes while it scanned her nubile body. Its free hand went around the shaft of its cock and stroked it before grabbing Superia’s ankle and holding her leg out, exposing her vulnerable pussy.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped. “That thing’s gonna split me in half!”

The mutant lowered her toward its monster cock and Superia fought against it, trying to escape its grip. The mutant opened its mouth and its tongue lashed out like a whip, wrapping around Superia’s neck and tightening. She gagged and tried to pull it off of her, but the grip was impossible to break. The mutant then grabbed her other leg, pulling them apart and effectively forcing her to split.

Superia looked around the docks in a building panic. “Thorn...where the fuck did you go?!” she choked as she felt the head of the creature’s cock begin to push its way in. She moaned, trying to fight the sensation as the creature lowered her onto its cock. She then cried out, the massive member stretching her as it penetrated her.

It bounced her up and down, gripping her legs and choking her with its tongue all at the same time, and Superia could only gag and ride its cock. Her ass jiggled, her nipples were hardened, drool ran down her jaw as her eyes rolled back. She could feel herself growing wet around the monster’s dick, her own body betraying as her own thoughts slipped away and the monster fucked away every ounce of her willpower with every thrust.

The creature chuckled and continued fucking its busty captive, its muscles straining as it grunted and growled. It seemed to revel in her whimpering and tightened its tongue around her neck. Every inch of her vulnerable flesh belonged to it, and it would revel in the taste of her helplessness until it grew bored. As Superia’s tits bounced on her chest, the mutant took deeper, longer thrusts. It was going to make her beg, break her will, and turn her into its property to be bred over and over again.

Then, suddenly, those thoughts were pushed aside when the ground rumbled. Out of instinct, the mutant dropped Superia to the ground moments before it burst beneath where it stood. A plant the size of a building emerged, the top of it ending in appendages that resembled jaws. The mutant yelped and thrashed as a leg got caught in those jaws and the plant took it up, toward the sky as it kept growing.

Thorn stood on the plant’s head, her eyes closed in concentration as she commanded the massive plant. The mega-mutant yelped as the giant plant threw it in the air, then opened its massive jaws, caught the mutant in its mouth, and then shut them, trapping the mutant inside and leaving it no space to try and break free.

Thorn opened her eyes, her brow drenched in sweat and her breathing heavy. She let out a sigh and slid down the plant’s back and onto the ground next to Superia, who was slowly sitting up with her juices pooling between her leg.

“What the hell is that…?” Superia pointed to the plant.

“A giant mutant trap, obviously…” Thorn said, trying to catch her breath.

Superia stared at it in awe.

“I had to use most of my seeds to make that thing...and commanding it isn’t easy...but we’re good. He’s gonna hold that mutant until I tell him to let go.”

Superia stared at Thorn and shook her head. “What the fuck happened to you in that swamp?”

Thorn got to her feet. “Whatever it was, you should thank whoever you pray to that it gave me the power to save your ass. Come on. Up.”

Superia groaned and stood up, completely naked except for her boots. “God dammit, there goes another costume…”

Thorn went into her pouch and took out a small handful of seeds, some of her last few. She then cupped them together and opened her hands, revealing a pile of leaves.  “Here. Best I can do.”

Superia blinked in confusion. “What the fuck…? I’m not hungry.”

“No, you gigantic dolt…it’s...here,” Thorn approached her and put her hands on Superia’s swollen tits.

“How about dinner and a movie first?”

“Shut up,” Thorn growled. She massaged the sensitive flesh and then pulled her hands back, and the leaves stuck to Superia’s tits, over her erect nipples. Thorn then repeated the action, covering Superia’s pussy and ass with a makeshift bikini of leaves.

“Huh…” Superia said, looking over her improvised outfit. “I guess I should be good as long as I don’t run into any talking snakes carrying apples.”

“I probably wasn’t an apple,” Thorn said, still catching her breath.

“What?”

“The forbidden fruit. It’s more likely it was something resembling a pomegranate. Look, I’ll explain later...we gotta go find Evers,” Thorn said.

“What about Cindy?”

Before Thorn could answer, a hollow boom shook the dock before a burst of flame erupted from the ground.

“Whooooaaa, whoa, whoa, whoa!” Blaze screamed, flying through the air and landing right on top of Superia. The two bust Aphrodites were a tangle of long limbs and jiggling flesh. Blaze sat up, straddling Superia’s waist with her hands on her tits.

“What the...you guys are still here? I told you to go find Evers!” She said. She was completely nude except for her choker with the Scorched Heart on it, and her red hair was a disheveled mess.

“Can I get up please, Red?” Superia asked.

Blaze looked down at Superia and blinked. “What are you wearing?” She then looked at Thorn, then back at Superia, and then back at Thorn. “Hey! No one told me we were coordinating!”

Thorn sighed and took more seeds from her pouch and made a new outfit for Blaze that was identical to the one Superia wore. After putting her hands on the heroine’s tits, ass, and pussy, Thorn covered Blaze in her new look.

“Cute!” Blaze smiled, admiring the outfit. “Right, okay, let’s go find...HOLY SHIT THAT’S A BIG PLANT!” she said when she saw the giant plant that had the mutant trapped in its jaws. “Did you do that, Bex?!”

“Can we please fucking focus and go find Evers?!” Superia cut in. “Jesus Christ!”

“All right, calm your green tits. You two were already supposed to be on it. Let’s just go to the…” Blaze started when the three of them turned at the sound of a speedboat shooting past them and out into the open bay. A middle-aged man with thinning hair was at the wheel and eyed the heroines with a grin, flipping them off as he sped away.

“...That was Evers, wasn’t it…?” Thorn asked. 

“Yup…” Superia sighed.

“What a rude little man…” Blaze said.

“Delphi’s got a boat, right…?” Superia asked.

“Actually, she does,” Blaze said after thinking about it. “Bex, remember when we took it out into the Gulf of Mexico and…”

Before she could finish, they were interrupted by the sound of a helicopter arriving. The wind whipped around them as the black chopper hovered overhead and the door opened. Fox leaned out, grinned and waved before dropping a rope and sliding down.

“Hey gang. Downtown’s all wrapped up. It looks like Evers was setting up a manufacturing operation in that warehouse over there, so I’ll just have the boys come down and shut it down. You guys are all done here, I see,” she said, looking up at Thorn’s mega-plant. “Nicely done,” she then looked at the outfits Superia and Blaze had on.

“Oh...so...which one of you is Adam?”

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