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The Crime Gala (Teen Squad Adventures no. 12)
by Sigma
I
“Ladies! Listen up!” Ms. Americana said with a tone that made everyone pay attention. All of the heroines and just about every member of Teen Squad as assembled at She Legion HQ. The senior heroines stood behind the Queen of Justice. With gloved hands on her shapely hips, she paced back and forth, looking over the teen heroines. “I have a high-priority mission for you girls. This is of the utmost importance.” She started to go over the details when she paused and looked. “Where is Selene Grim?”
The teen heroines looked at each other and then at Americana and shrugged.
Hexanna stepped forward, closed her eyes and uttered something. She then opened her eyes and sighed. “I’ve found her. One moment, please.” A portal opened and Hexanna walked through. It closed behind her and Americana continued.
“Ladies, every year, the villains of this city participate in something we have come to call The Crime Gala. They gather at a venue and what they do inside has been a mystery to us for years. Our past attempts to infiltrate all failed, and it isn’t as if Brenda Wade or Axanna Morgan, or Angela Grear can crash the party. So we are sending all of you in to observe and report.”
“I’ll lead!” Flag Girl beamed. “Let me lead the team!”
Americana nodded, Specter Girl rolled her eyes, and Flag Girl cheered.
“Very good,” Americana said. “Once I give you further details, I’ll leave it to you to figure out your approach. It’s important that we…”
Before she finished another portal opened, drawing everyone’s attention. It was tense, quiet, and then a loud screech preceded a massive bat-like creature flying through and crashing into the far wall. The heroines were thrown into confused chaos as the beast thrashed around frantically.
There was a yell and a glint of steel and Selene flew out of the portal and sunk her sword into the creature’s head, killing it. She stood on its head, her sword still impaled. She was covered in black blood and looked up to see everyone staring at her as Hexanna calmly walked through the portal and closed it.
“What’s up, y’all?” Selene asked. “Oh shit, did I miss the meeting?!”
II
The streets of Sugar Town were abuzz with camera flashes and chatter in front of the famed Hawthorne Manor. Limousines, expensive luxury cars, and gaudy supercars blocked off the streets out front.
Inside was abuzz with activity as staff made final preparations between the bars, the caterers, and everything else. Queen Bee, having swapped her black and yellow outfit for a low-cut dress of the same color, moved among the staff.
“Make sure we have enough servers ready,” she told one person. “And someone find me a tech guy so I can talk to him about lighting.” She weaved between the bustling staff and stopped when she found Chairman X standing in front of a statue with his hands behind his back.
The lizard man, wearing one of his trademark custom-tailored suits, turned to Queen Bee and smiled. “Good to see you’ve taken charge here.”
“I should be thanking you, X,” She smiled. “It gives me something to do until I can get back out on the street.”
X nodded. “Though, I guess it wouldn’t be possible without Mr. Hawthorne,” he said, motioning to the statue.
“Hmm...Yeah. I can’t believe the statue has a diamond-encrusted dick, though,” Queen Bee said, directing attention to the foot-long, diamond covered phallus between the statue’s legs.
“They say Delta City’s first crime boss was an eccentric man,” Chairman X said.
“Yeah...anyway, Pit Boss and Miss Fortune have the casino set up and ready to go. People are starting to come in.”
“Good!” X said, clapping his hands. “Let the party commence!”
Queen Bee stopped him before he could leave. She reached up and straightened his necktie before sending him on his way.
***
“I can’t believe INN actually wants me to cover this…” Tanya O’Donnel lamented as she stood outside Hawthorne manor. Anita was setting up the camera equipment for her.
“So who’s this Hawthorne guy? Does he own the mansion?” Anita asked.
“Yeah, well...his family does,” Tanya explained. “So, before Delta City existed, Jeremiah Hawthorne was a merchant who built the “Sugar Town trading post.” It was basically a small outpost with a general store, a saloon, a brothel, and some horse stables. Given that it was centrally located for people heading from southeast to southwest and back, it did extremely well, and the rest of Delta City sort of popped up around it over time. Jeremiah built his manor at the site of the trading post, so it’s one of the oldest buildings still standing in the city. Jeremiah had always been involved in shady stuff. Like, he apparently sold info during the Civil War to both sides. Outside of that, he had hands in all of it, drugs, prostitution, racketeering. He’s called Delta City’s Godfather of Crime.”
“Great…” Anita said, setting up. “Well...I’ll get you sorted out and then I’ll meet up with the girls and find out what these jerks do in there all night.”
Tanya nodded and fixed her hair while grabbing her microphone. “All right...I see Panthris, Dragon Queen, Geek, Pervo...There’s Klax and his sidekick...Countess, Crosshair. Chairman X must be inside already. Yeah, the whole fucking gang is here…” She then turned to Anita. “Go ahead and slip away before anyone notices. Good luck.”
Anita nodded, gave her mentor a hug, and ran off. Once she was gone, Tanya raised a finger to the stud in her ear. “Everyone sound off. Good copy?”
***
“We’re good here, Ms. O’Donnel,” Yumi answered. She at in the back of a cargo van with Selene, Lydia, and Carla as Carla handed out uniforms. Yumi got a kitchen staff uniform, Selene and Lydia got food service, and Carla got security. “I can’t believe you’re the only senior here after what Ms. Wade told us.”
“Brenda wants the others out patrolling the city since you all are here,” Tanya said. “Just stick to the plan and you girls will be fine.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“I didn’t hear from Summer. Summer, you there?” Tanya asked.
***
“I’m here,” Summer answered. She was on the roof, messing with the radio tower. “I’m almost done up here, and then we’ll have cameras and the building’s network, and Stan can be our eyes and ears.”
“Very good. Stan, do you copy? Is Jessica with you?” Tanya asked and didn’t receive an answer. “Stan, Jess...respond.”
***
“Ugh...ugh...oh God!” Jessica moaned. She dug her nails into the flesh of Stan’s back as Stan, on top of her, lean arms around her waist, grunted and continued plowing the busty blonde on a table at his crime lab. “Yes!” Jessica cried out.
She wrapped her shapely legs around his waist. Their sweaty bodies were intertwined and Stand licked her up and down, nibbling at her delicate skin while pushing his cock in deep at a steady pace. Jess cried out and slammed her hand into the table. Her toes curled up and she arched her back underneath Stan while trying to hold in the climax she was beginning to feel. She was completely wet, and Stan slid and out of her, his throbbing member pushing in deeply and gently with measured strokes.
She then let out a cry that filled the space, and Stanley pulled out of her, his cock still stiff. As Jess’s cum spilled out between her legs, Stan stroked himself and emptied his balls onto her stomach and tits, aiming up only when the blonde teen opened her mouth to swallow.
Stan sighed, his now limp dick dripping as he looked around for his glasses. Jess lay back, moaning and biting her lip while rubbing the insides of her muscular thighs. She touched herself lightly, exploring every inch of her body while Stan grabbed his glasses and put them on.
“Oh...crap...Jess?”
“Hmm?” she asked, still awash in ecstasy. She then watched Stan quickly put on some sweatpants and sit at his computer.
“You’re supposed to be at Hawthorne Manor.”
“Oh shit!” Jess cried out, sitting up instantly. She grabbed her bag and ran into the bathroom, water ran for several minutes, and then she ran out, wearing a black blue and silver track suit and tennis shoes. She ran over and gave Stan a peck on the cheek.
She jumped when Stan slapped her on her ass and the two grinned at each other before Jess ran out.
***
“Ugh, we don’t have time to wait for Jess,” Lydia said. She was in her bra and panties and slid on the food service uniform she was given. Carla, Selene, and Yumi had all shed their clothes and were getting into their disguises too. There was a knock on the back of the door and Yumi opened it.
Anita climbed in once the door opened and Yumi handed her a stolen badge that belonged to someone on the technical crew. Anita put it around her neck.
“All right, let’s go,” Lydia said.
***
“Guys, we should wait for Jess,” Summer pleaded. “Seriously, I don’t think…”
“Who are you talking to?”
Summer spun around when she heard someone behind her. Before she could react, she was hit with an uppercut and landed on the ground in a daze.
Esha walked up to the stunned teen and put her hands on her shapely hips. “Well, we meet again Summer. And it looks like The Iron Crane isn’t here to save your ass this time.”
“Ugh...Esha…?”
The blonde thief knelt down next to her. “Are you here for Hawthorne’s diamond dick? Too bad. It’s mine, honey.” She then went into the small backpack she was wearing and pulled out some rope. Summer whimpered as Esha dragged her to the radio tower and tied her to it. She then took out a rag and a bottle of chloroform, soaked the ragged, and gagged her busty young captive.
“There, that should settle you down for a few hours,” Esha said, kissing the dazed teen on the forehead. “When I’m done here, I’m gonna come back and figure out how to punish you for leaving me with those Yakuza assholes all those months back.”
She then got up and headed inside the building via the rooftop stairwell.
***
“Question…” Selene said as she walked the main banquet hall, moving among the gathered villains. “Can we keep any tip money?”
“Is that really important, Selene?” Tanya asked.
“I need new boots!”
“Please focus, Selene,” Yumi pleaded.
“Fiiine,” Selene said, making her way behind the bar. There was only one bartender and a growing line, so she slipped in easily and began gathering what she needed. Her spot gave her a good view of the room before she settled on her first customer. “What can I get you?”
Klax, the immortal stood in front of her, maskless to show his heavily scarred face. His long, black hair was tied back and he wore a simple tuxedo. His sidekick, Breaker, was next to him wearing a dark green dress that hugged her lean, muscular frame with her dark hair styled in curls.
“Two whiskey sours,” Klax said. Selene got to work and listened intently as the two talked.
“So this is big annual gala, eh?” Breaker asked. “Kinda weird seeing everyone so dolled up, boss.”
“The night is young, kid,” Klax told her. “Wait until these animals get a few drinks in them and the drugs come out,” he laughed. “X puts this thing on every year so we can let loose. No asshole supers trying to punch us, no Sentinel busting our balls.”
“We sure they won’t try anything?”
“Americana and couple others tried it before. We always send them packing.”
“Here you go,” Selene said with a smile, sliding them their drinks.
“Oh wow, this is good!” Breaker said after taking a sip. She went into her purse and produced a few dollars but Klax stopped her.
“It’s open bar kid. And they’re just the help.” He then put his hand on her back and guided her away from the bar.
“Asshole!” Selene growled. She went to put her things away when she heard a woman’s voice.
“Hello there. I’d like a rum and coke when you get a chance.”
“Yes ma’am. Be right with you,” Selene said politely without looking. She turned to address the customer and froze. “Shit!” she uttered to herself when she saw it was Dragon Queen. The Asian villainess was looking at something on her phone and not paying attention to Selene. Selene quickly turned around, knowing Dragon Queen was the only villain in the building who had seen her face before. She went to work making the drink and quickly cast a spell on it, one to cloud her judgment quickly. The spell also made the drink bottomless, so it would never empty or lose potency no matter how much the villainess drank. She put it in front of Dragon Queen, who never looked up from her phone, and quickly turned away.
“Thank you,” Dragon Queen said. Selene waited before turning around and saw her walking away, but noted that she left a five dollar bill on the bar. Selene quickly snatched it up and stuffed it in her pocket. She then talked into her ear piece. “Guys, so far they’re just hanging out, drinking and talking.”
“Agreed,” Anita said. “They aren’t doing anything out of the ordinary. Is this just a normal party?”
“Stay with it, girls,” Tanya said. “There has to be something good here.”
Before Selene could say anything, someone else approached the bar. Evelyn Lewis, the Countess, looked as Selene as she put her gloved hands on top of the bar.
Selene looked the tall, shapely woman over, and couldn’t help but admire her generous curves, barely contained by the white, low-cut dress she wore. A necklace of dark blue jewels hung around her neck, in stark contrast to her pale skin. And Selene looked up, noticing a flash of fangs when Countess smiled at her, before she looked into the woman’s golden eyes.
“My, my, aren’t you delicious?” Countess said, propping her head up with one hand.
Selene couldn’t look away. Her heart raced in her chest and she swallowed. “What can I get you, miss?”
“A vodka cranberry, please.”
Selene was quick to make the drink and hand it to her. Countess took it and took a long sip.
“Wonderful...I’m sure it doesn’t taste as good as you do, though,” she said, licking her full lips, marked by lipstick the color of blood.
Selene couldn’t say anything to her. She felt a bead of sweat run down the side of her face. Countess took off a glove and she gasped as she reached across the bar slowly. Countess drew a cold, slim hand down the side of Selene’s face and then licked her finger clean. Countess then chuckled, stood to her full, impressive 6-foot-2 height, and backed away from the bar after leaving Selene a small tip.
Selene didn’t dare breathe until Countess vanished back into the crowd. She then turned when she saw Lydia approach with a tray of hors d’oeuvres.
“Hey,” Lydia said, pausing when she noticed Selene looking pale. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Wh…” Selene stammered. “Who the hell is that?” She asked, pointing at Countess.
Lydia turned and looked. “Oh, the Countess. She’s a vampire. Why?”
Selene shook her head. “That ain’t no normal fucking vampire, Lydia.”
“What?”
“Listen, I’ve dealt with enough vampires in my time. I have never seen one like her before.”
Lydia looked again. “Okay...How can you tell she’s different?”
“It’s hard to explain if you aren’t around the supernatural all the time. But it’s the aura she gives off.”
“Since I’ve known you, we’ve faced down demons, horrors, and all kinds of monsters, but you’re worried about a vampire all of a sudden?”
“She’s not just a vampire!” Selene said, fighting to keep her voice down. “I’m telling you, something’s not right about her.”
“Okay, fine,” Lydia said, seeing how agitated Selene was. “What do you want to do?”
“Fucking avoid her!” Selene said.
Lydia sighed. “Okay, sure, whatever, let’s go then. We’ll see what else we can learn if we circulate.”
Selene nodded and hopped over the bar. Lydia grabbed her tray while Selene grabbed a tray of champagne and she and Lydia went into the crowd of villains, with Selene making sure she avoided Countess’ general direction.
“Ooh, what are these?”
Lydia stopped when someone reached up and took one of the skewered beef cubes from her tray. Geek promptly popped it into his mouth and took three more. The two teen heroines stood silently, not wanting to say anything that would arouse suspicion, when suddenly Dragon Queen slid up next to Geek and put her arms around him.
“Mmm, hi Geek…” she cooed.
“Uh, hey Dragon Queen,” he said.
Dragon Queen just giggled, her face flush. She reached down and grabbed and crotch and squeezed, and Geek squealed as his cock stiffened in the pants of the too-big suit he was wearing. “Wanna come with me?”
“Uh...sure…” Geek said as Dragon Queen hooked her arm in his and they left.
“Gross…” Lydia said, watching them. She and Selene walked off to continue circulating the room. Nearby, Breaker was doing shots with Crosshair, Uncle Stan, and Professor Pervo when she looked over. She narrowed her eyes at Lydia when she caught a glimpse of the blonde’s face.
“Wait a minute…” she said, following her and Selene.
***
Elsewhere in the manor, technicians were setting up lights and audio equipment. Anita walked among them, careful to stay out of the way and not draw attention as she watched closely. She then jumped when someone grabbed her arm.
“I need you to come with me,” Queen Bee said, dragging the girl behind her. Before Anita could protest, she was pulled to a dressing room area where several fit, young men and women in various states of undress stood around chatting idly, or playing with their phones.
On the other side, Anita saw a short, bearded man in a suit and a tall, curvy blonde in a low-cut dress. She immediately recognized the pair as Sleazy Larry Roach and Missy, his right-hand woman.
“What about this one, Larry?” Queen Bee asked, pushing Anita in front of her.
Larry walked up and looked the busty black teen over before turning to Missy. Missy nodded and Larry took Anita’s arm. “She’ll do.”
Queen Bee sighed with relief and quickly left and Larry brought Anita to Missy, who smiled at the girl.
“Hey, honey. What’s your name?”
“Uh, Tina!” she blurted out quickly.
“Well, Tina, we need your help,” Missy said, putting her hand on Anita’s arm and having her follow. “See, we’re responsible for getting the talent prepped and ready for the activities we have set up for later tonight, but one of our guys is having a bit of performance anxiety.”
Anita looked at the men and women in front of her, and she realized then that they were all prostitutes working for Larry. Some of them glanced at her but went back to what they were doing and Missy signaled to one guy, a tall, athletically fit young man with a large, limp dick that Anita couldn’t look away from.
“This is Harrison. A lot of the women at the party tonight are looking forward to being with him tonight, but he’s nervous.”
“I’ve never done a party this big before,” Harrison said.
“Umm...I’m not sure what you want me to…”
“You need to fluff him, kid,” Larry said. “Make that anxiety go away.”
“I…!” Anita stammered, unable to look away from his physique and cock. “Why can’t one of the girls do it?”
“He’s gone through all the girls. It’s not the same,” Larry said.
“Well what about you?” Anita asked Missy.
“Gross! He’s my brother!” Missy scoffed.
“Look,” Larry said. “I know this is weird, but we’re desperate here.” He went into his pants pocket and pulled out a wad of cash and put it Anita’s pocket. “There’s more if you get the job done.”
“I…” Anita sighed. Everyone stared at her. “Okay, fine.”
“Attagirl!” Larry cheered, slapping her on her firm ass. “Damn, that’s nice and solid. Do you lift weights?”
She ignored him and walked up to Harrison. She got down on her knees and took hold of his cock and began to stroke it, slowly, with both hands. Harrison grunted and Anita continued working. She shifted one hand to his balls and began playing with them with her fingertips while gingerly playing with his shaft with the other hand. She couldn’t help but feel all eyes on her.
“This is just like at the Serpent’s Den…” she uttered to herself while continuing to play with Harrison. Harrison seemed to relax and he got down and lay on his back while Anita continued servicing him. He put his hands behind his head and his cock began stiffening in Anita’s grip as his balls tightened too. He groaned and Anita heard someone else moan. She looked up to see one of the girls, a short, curvy woman with dark hair, reach into her panties and begin fingering herself while watching Anita.
“Yeah, I can’t watch my brother get a handjob,” Missy said. “It’s weird. I’ll be at the bar, Larry,” she said before leaving.
Anita continued stroking Harrison and he was sufficiently hard now, but Anita found herself unable to stop. Her nipples were erect and she found herself licking her lips at the sight of the cock in front of her, so she leaned in and began taking it into her mouth.
“Ugh! Fuck!” Harrison tensed up and moaned as he felt the warmth of the busty teen’s mouth on his cock. She bobbed her head up in down, and he breathed deep as his cock went in and out. She continued playing with his balls, her delicate touch driving every sensation in his body wild. He felt his doubts and anxieties slipping away with every bob of Anita’s head.
Anita slid a finger down her shorts and began fingering herself while sucking Harrison off. Any apprehension she had was gone, and she slurped up his taste. It was all she could focus on until she felt someone behind her. A pair of slender hands grabbed her shorts and slid them off her shapely ass, followed by her panties. Anita glanced back only briefly to see the girl who had been fingering herself on her knees, and she lowered her head and pushed her tongue deep into Anita’s pussy. The teen cried out, but then went back to sucking Harrison’s cock as the other girl began sucking the lips her pussy, and using her tongue to toy with her clit.
The girl squeezed Anita’s ass and Anita continued devouring Harrison’s cock. Harrison could feel himself on the edge. He shuddered and as Anita raised her head, his cock began to drip until he started unloading his warmth in her mouth. She took it in, swallowing the load, and continued working his shaft all while getting her own pussy eaten out. After his balls emptied, Harrison went limp and Anita lifted her head.
“Ah, fuck!” she cried out, cum dripping down her chin as the girl behind her continued eating. Harrison got up and looked, his cock still dripping.
“You good now, Harrison?” Larry asked.
“Yeah boss. I’m good to go,” he sighed with a smile.
“Good,” Larry said. He took out more cash and dropped it in front of Anita, who now sat on the dark haired girl’s face. “For your troubles. Thanks again, Tina. Erica, hurry up and finish, you’ve got work soon,” he said to the girl underneath Anita.
***
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, I am so late!” Jess said as she ran up to Hawthorne Manor. She looked around at the entrance. “Where is everyone?! Ow!!” she screamed when someone grabbed her ear.
Tanya pulled Jess over to the INN news van and let go. “Where have you been?!”
“I was at Stan’s and…”
“Never mind,” Tanya said, shoving a server’s uniform and an earpiece in her hands. “Change in the van and get in there.”
Jess got in the van and Tanya went to her earpiece. “Stan, how are we looking?”
***
Stan sat at his computer and watched his many monitors. “Not every corner of the manor has cameras, but Selene and Lydia are good, as is Carla. Anita went to a backroom that I can’t see, Yumi’s in the kitchen, and I don’t have Summer anywhere.”
“Anything unusual from the villains?”
“Not so far,” Stan said.
***
Yumi straightened out her kitchen staff uniform and deftly got out of the way when a girl carrying a large pot of boiling pasta sauce moved past her.
“Start plating these meals and get them out, people!” a woman yelled. “Hey, you there.”
Yumi didn’t look up until the voice became more stern.
“Hey, short girl with the dark hair!”
Yumi spun around and froze when she realized the woman was talking to her. Her eyes then went wide when she saw the woman, a white woman with short blonde hair. She wore a black chef’s uniform with the sleeves rolled up to show off colorful tattoos. Yumi didn’t believe her eyes until she saw the woman’s name embroidered on her outfit.
“Oh my god!” Yumi gasped. “You’re Chef Amelia Garner!”
“Yeah, that’s what my license says,” Amelia said to her. She gave Yumi a basket of potatoes. “French fries. Get it done.”
“Yes chef!” Yumi said. It was a reflex from watching the celebrity chef’s TV show. Amelia turned away to bark orders at someone else on the staff and Yumi set the potatoes down. She gave them a thorough wash, then found a peeler. The potatoes were all peeled in minutes, and then Yumi found an appropriate knife. She positioned herself near a fryer, grabbed a clean cutting board, and began chopping. She fell into a rhythm almost instantly and had a batch down and in a large bowl where she seasoned them. The batch then went in the oil while she got to work on the next one.
“Ms. Tanya?” Yumi said, keeping her voice low.
“What is it, Yumi?”
“Has Amelia Garner been kidnapped?”
Tanya paused. “The TV chef? I don’t think so…”
“Well she’s here, running the kitchen.”
“What?” Tanya said. “Hold on.” A few moments passed before Tanya came back. “Okay, I’m looking at her social media. She made a post this morning about a secret job she’s working and that she’s excited about. That’s it. Huh.”
“Oh my god,” Yumi said. “This...this is great. I love her show! I do all the cooking at home because of it.”
“All right, calm down, Yumi. Just keep watching and stay on task.”
“Yes ma’am.” The fries were done and Yumi applied salt and put them in a different bowl before dropping another batch. She continued on for several moments, with other staff taking the cooked product to plate over time. Just as Yumi put another cooked batch in the bowl, Amelia walked over and and Yumi froze when the chef took a fry and ate it.
Yumi rung her hands together, watching the woman closely with her nerves on edge. Amelia nodded and swallowed. “Crispy outer texture, fluffy inner texture. Perfectly seasoned. Well done. What’s your name?”
“Yumi, chef.” She blurted before chastising herself for giving her real name.
“When they told me I’d be getting culinary students, I honestly thought it was gonna be a disaster, but so far so good. Keep it up, Yumi.”
“Yes, chef. Thank you, chef,” Yumi beamed. Her face then dropped when she saw someone coming up behind Amelia. He was a tall, extremely rotund man in a tailored three piece suit. Amelia made room and the man picked up the bowl and took a french fry.
“Crap…” Yumi uttered. “The Gourmand…”
The man was known as The Gourmand, a multimillionaire restaurateur and crime lord whose establishments were believed to be fronts for all kinds of criminal activity. It was said he had an insatiable appetite for all cuisines and an equally refined palate. There had also been unconfirmed rumors that the Gourmand dabbled in cannibalism, which made Yumi reach for and conceal a chef’s knife when no one was looking.
“Wonderful!” the Gourmand said, taking another french fry. “You’ve outdone yourself, young lady.”
Yumi couldn’t help but chuckle and thank him.
“I’m glad you like it,” Amelia said to him. “The help you managed to wrangle up is pretty good this year.”
Gourmand nodded in agreement and kept eating. “I give enough to Delta City U’s culinary program that they let me have my pick.” Amelia turned to Yumi. “Hey, you want to help me out with something?”
Yumi’s eyes lit up. “Sure.”
“Gourmand has a private event set up on the side and we need help taking things out. Come on,” Amelia said, having Yumi follow her. They walked through the manor to a private dining hall. Inside, there was a long table with seats all around it, along with kitchen staff preparing everything.
Yumi paused when she saw Missy talking to a group of Larry Roach’s talent, all of them wearing robes. Before long, the men and women removed their robes, revealing their flawless naked bodies and they began climbing on the table and laying down.
“Whaaat is happening?” Yumi asked, bewildered. She felt a heavy hand on her shoulder and turned to see Gourmand.
“It’s a practice called Nyotaimori, my dear.”
Yumi thought for a second. “The thing where sushi is served on a naked woman’s body?”
“Ah, you know it?” the rotund villain asked with a smile.
“My grandpa told me that my grandma used to do it for him when they were younger...” she grumbled.
“Well, that is what we’re doing here,” Gourmand explained. Around them, some of the other villains, those who received a private invite, walked in and began taking their seats. Uncle Stan and Pervo were among them, as were Chairman X and the Pit Boss. Gourmand excused himself to greet his guests.
“My life is so strange...” Yumi said.
“Yumi!”
“Ah!” she jumped and suppressed her scream when Anita came up next to her.
“There you are. What the hell is this?” She asked.
“They’re going to eat off of naked bodies,” Yumi explained.
“Okay...”
“You have something on your...” Yumi wiped Anita’s mouth and then looked. “Ew!” she wiped the cum off on Anita’s t-shirt. “What have you been doing?”
“I don’t want to talk about it...” Anita said. “Have you seen any of the others?”
“Not since we got here. I think...”
“Hey, finally, familiar faces,” Jess said, running up to them. “What’s going on?”
“Where the hell have you been?!” Anita scolded her.
“Is that really important right now? God!” Jess sighed. “Just tell me what we’re doing.”
Before Yumi could speak up, Anita looked back and then at Jess. “There might be some important discussions going on at this dinner. You need to strip, lay down, and let them eat off your body while you listen in.”
“What?!” Jess said.
“I can’t do it because they think I’m production staff, and Yumi’s in the weeds with kitchen stuff. Just get over there,” she said, shoving Jessica toward the dinner table.
“Wait,” Jess said. “Is that fat guy the Gourmand?! Doesn’t he eat people?!”
“He hasn’t eaten anyone tonight. Get over there.”
Jess walked away reluctantly and Yumi looked at Anita. “You’re wrong for that.”
“Yeah, well, maybe she should be on time next time.”
Yumi simply shrugged just as Amelia walked past her and Anita carrying trays.
“Yumi, grab a tray and prep the talent,” the chef said. “Just follow what everyone else is doing.”
“Yes, chef!” Yumi said.
Amelia looked at Anita. “You can help out too since you aren’t doing anything,” she said before walking off.
“She looks familiar,” Anita said.
“That’s Amelia Garner!”
“Ooooh. I thought she’d be taller,” Anita said before she and Yumi went to grab trays.
With everyone preoccupied, Jess moved toward the head of the table and quickly disrobed. She lay down on the table and let out a deep sigh, her tits rising and falling. As she did, Yumi walked over to her and began putting pieces of sushi on her. She put one on each nipple, on her tummy, on her thighs.
“It’s cold!” Jess complained.
“Stop whining!” Yumi told her. “And stay perfectly still.” She then walked off.
Anita came by right after and filled watcher glasses from a pitcher. “Remember, just listen. Don’t screw this up.”
A few more minutes passed and the Gourmand walked to the table. Jess moved her head slightly and saw Professor Pervo take the seat closest to him, and next to Pervo was Chairman X.
“Ladies and Gentleman,” Gourmand said. “Welcome to my third annual private Nyotaimori. Our selection this evening is brought to you by the lovely Chef Amelia Garner and select students from Delta City University’s Culinary program.”
Applause went up around the table.
“You will find that we have a lovely and delectable selection of sushi rolls available on fine models provided by our Larry Roach. In addition, please, feel free to chat with our talent tonight.” Gourmand then took his seat. “There is also a fine selection of wines, beer, and sake. Simply ask our servers. Bon Appetit, everyone.”
As the dinner progressed, Jess lay still and listened as the villains talked. To her surprise, and her boredom, nothing villainous was discussed around the table. Pervo and Gourmand mostly talked wines, Chairman X ranted about how young villains had no work ethic, and all of the other conversation ranged from mundane to boring, so much that Jess began drifting off right where she lay. She then jolted awake again when she felt something warm and melted running across her bare tits, the sushi covering her body having long since been eaten.
Yumi stood over her, pouring melted chocolate from a container until Gourmand held up his hand. “That’s enough, dear. Thank you.”
Yumi nodded, glanced at Jess and walked away. The warm liquid ran down Jess’ naked body and she squealed as Gourmand’s finger traced across her curves before he sucked the chocolate off. She watched him as he picked up a napkin and wiped his chin and then suppressed another squeal when Professor Pervo leaned in and licked a good helping of chocolate off of her tits.
“This is exquisite, Gourmand,” Pervo commented. “It’s so rich. What is this?”
“Couverture chocolate, my friend. Not your garden-variety convenience-store chocolate, to be sure.”
“Hmm,” Chairman X said. He leaned in and licked Jess’ body, taking up a good amount of the chocolate on his extended tongue. The warmth and texture made the teen heroine bite her lip. She wiggled in place, her hardened nipples poking up as melted chocolate dripped off of her tits. Chairman X made sure his actions were slow and deliberate, and Jess whined as he moved down her side, down her left thigh, and to her crotch. She felt his tongue snake in, and the suited lizard man lapped up some of the chocolate coating her pussy. She moaned, her toes curled, and she fought back curses forming on her tongue as a wave of pleasure shot through her.
She saw smiles on the faces of Gourmand and Pervo, and she arched her back as the pleasure spiked when X pushed his tongue in deep. He pressed his tongue against the roof of her sex and held it there, pressing his scaly face into her crotch. He then drew it out slowly, making sure to suck on the blonde teen’s clit on his way out. Jess suppressed a cry of pleasure as X lapped up the juices and chocolate dribbling down his scaly chin.
Yumi, refilling waters nearby, simply watched. Her nipples stood hard under her white uniform top.
Jess sighed happily, her face flush as she looked up. Gourmand then loomed over her and she froze in place when the big man licked his lips.
“Are you enjoying yourself, my dear?”
“Uh...yes sir…” she said nervously.
“Forgive my rudeness. My colleagues and I were in such deep conversation that we completely ignored you. What is your name, dear?”
“Uhh...Stacy,” she quickly lied.
Gourmand had the busty teen sit up on the table, and she froze as he leaned in and began licking the dripping chocolate off her curvy tits.
“I must say, dear Stacy, your taste elevates this whole experience. Would you care to join me in private?”
“I…” Jess blinked and looked at Yumi and mouthed ‘HELP’ but Yumi just shrugged. She then turned back to the portly villain. “I don’t know about that, sir…”
“Haha,” Chairman X said, taking a sip of wine. “I think she’s heard the rumors, Gourmand.”
Gourmand scoffed. “Those detestable rumors that I eat human flesh?”
“I...it had crossed my mind,” Jess said.
“Those rumors were spread by that uncouth ruffian Klax as a joke. I would never, ever do something so horrid.” He put a hand to Jess’ tit, squeezing the soft flesh. “No, a beauty like you is to be cherished and treated as the prize you are.”
“What is happening…?” Anita whispered to Yumi.
Jess blushed at the big man’s tough, her body still buzzing from having been eaten out by Chairman X. She bit her lip and looked Gourmand in the eye. “I’m not sure what you’re getting at…”
Gourmand smiled, took some of the melted chocolate on his finger and put it in the girl’s mouth so that she would suck it off. “I wish to show you a world of delights, but it is not for the sort of show for an audience. As one of Larry’s girls, you will compensated for your time, of course.”
“Compensated how…?” she asked.
“I believe Larry’s rate is $5000, is it not?”
Jess gasped. “I could buy so many clothes with that…!” she said to herself.
“I assume from the smile on your face that you accept?” Gourmand asked.
Jess grabbed his wrist and sucked on his other fingers before putting his hand back on her ample tits. She climbed down from the table and led him away from dinner just as guests were leaving to get back to the party.
“Jess!” Anita said to her when she passed, only to go ignored. “Jess!!” Anita then turned to Yumi, who simply shrugged.
“All right, girls!” Chef Amelia said, slapping them both on the shoulders. “Dinner’s over, so we gotta start cleaning up. You can help yourselves to leftovers, though. Yumi, when you get a sec I wanna talk to you about an opening I have at one of my restaurants here in Delta.”
Yumi’s face lit up. “Really, chef??”
“Ya, come find me in a bit, okay?” Amelia said before leaving.
Yumi squealed and jumped up and down with excitement while Anita simply watched her.
“This whole damn mission is falling apart…” Anita lamented. Another server passed her with a tray and Anita sneakily took a plate of untouched mini crab cakes. She ate one. “Holy shit…” she gasped before running off to the kitchen to find more food.
***
Carla moved through the party, pretty much unnoticed by the villains. She saw a few security people here and there, many of whom paid her no mind. She would peek around corners and linger when she heard conversation, but so far the mission turned up a whole lot of nothing, so she took her time in exploring Hawthorne manor.
She eventually found herself in a long hallway, past one of the many bathrooms in the manor and paused when she heard grunting and breathing coming from within. She poked her head in, and then stepped in fully when she didn’t see anyone but could clearly hear breathing. She moved toward the stall it was coming from and went into the one next to it. She stood on top of the toilet and peered over the divider. She looked down and her eyes went wide as she saw Dragon Queen, the top of her dress and around her slender waist, tits out and nipples rock hard. Her legs were spread wide as she rode Geek cowgirl style. Her slender hands were wrapped around his neck, squeezing hard as she bounced on his cock.
Geek grunted and moaned with his hands squeezing the villainess’ tits and his face twisted in pleasure. “Yes! Yes!” Geek cried out in a strangled voice. “Choke me hard Yukawa-sama!”
Dragon Queen paused. “Yukawa…? That’s not my name. I’m not even Japanese!”
Geek looked at her and froze. “I...sorry...”
Dragon Queen shrugged and continued bouncing on his cock and Geek continued moaning in pleasure.
Carla dropped down and turned away, covering her mouth to suppress the laugh before she quickly exited the bathroom.
She then went back to roaming the halls until she made it to the Hawthorne family gallery. The space was largely empty of people, and filled with paintings of various members of the Hawthorne family. In the center was the statue of Jeremiah Hawthorne, with his diamond-encrusted cock. Carla stared at the expensive phallus in awe when someone suddenly stood next to her.
“Ah!” Carla screamed in surprise at the sight of the woman, tall, blonde, and busty, who appeared out of nowhere. The red-headed teen was sure the woman looked familiar, but didn’t know why. She wore a security uniform, so Carla just assumed that’s where she had seen her.
“It’s so weird, isn’t it?” Esha asked, pointing at the statue. “I mean, who gets a diamond penis?”
“Yeah,” Carla said nervously. “But guys like him don’t always do rational things, I guess.”
“Ha, yeah, I mean look at this fucking party,” Esha said. “These weirdos are all getting drunk and high and someone could just slip in and rob them all blind, couldn’t they?”
“I…” Carla blinked. “Esha!” Before she could do anything, Esha chopped her in the back of the neck and Carla felt her body go numb before she collapsed to the floor.
Esha put her hands on her hips and stood over the helpless teen. “It’s open season on annoying teenagers, it seems,” the thief laughed. She then went over to large AC vent in the wall and removed a backpack. She took out some rope and tools and Carla could only watch.
“W..what are you doing?” Carla asked as Esha began to strip her uniform off. “Get off of me!” Before long, Carla was naked, her clothes discarded. Esha tied her to the base of the state, arms to her sides and legs spread.
Esha looked at the side of Carla’s head and took her earpiece. “You won’t be needing this.” She dropped it and stepped on it, and then took her tools and began removing Hawthorne’s penis. She had it off within seconds and then looked it over to admire its aesthetic, length, and girth. “You know, the old stories say Jeremiah was actually quite the lover. He and his wife had 8 children, so there’s probably something to that. The rumors also said he had illegitimate children all over the place. I wonder how many people in Delta are descended from him. It’s a shame he’s no longer alive. I’d like to have seen his prowess for myself.”
She then knelt down and Carla gasped as Esha put the penis inside of her. She put her other hand around the captured teen’s neck and began pushing it in and out. Carla squealed and Esha squeezed her neck and told her to be quiet. She began pushing harder and deeper, and Carla could only relax her supple body and accept as Esha had her way with her.
“Fuck…” Carla breathed as she felt pleasure welling up inside of her. She looked Esha in the eye, and the blonde thief smirked at her and leaned in, kissing her while continuing to thrust Hawthorne’s cock in and out. Their ample tits squeezed against each other, and Esha used her tongue to explore Carla’s mouth while the teen wiggled in her tight bonds. The diamond cock stretched her out, and yet she wanted more. She squeezed around it, feeling herself growing wet, and she breathed into Esha’s mouth while feeling herself slipping as the sensation of pleasure clouded her mind.
Esha picked up her pace and Carla jolted, crying out as Esha went in even deeper. As Esha pushed in, she used her thumb to massage and play with Carla’s erect clit and the teen tensed up as more pleasure came over her. Esha laughed, continuing to toy with her conquest, and all Carla could do was accept what was happening to her.
The rope felt rough around her sensitive skin, she was drowning in Esha’s taste and the scent of the thief’s perfume. She was soaking wet around the expensive cock being thrust into her, and it was getting close to the point where the Aphrodite physiology was going to betray her. She had forgotten why she was there, what her mission was. All that mattered was the pleasure Esha was giving her.
Her muscles tightened and Carla cried out as her juices flowed over Hawthorne’s cock, spilled out, and splattered all over the floor. Esha took a few more slow, steady thrusts before breaking the kiss and pulling out. Carla looked up as the thief rubbed the cock over her face, masking her with her own juices. Esha then chuckled and gave Carla a kiss on the forehead before gathering her bag, putting Hawthorne’s cock away, and leaving without a word.
Carla sat there, strapped to the statue, weakened, sweaty, breathing hard before her head slumped over as her pussy continued to drip in pools under her quivering, naked, pale thighs. Before she passed out, she saw a shadow in the room, a tall, womanly figure with pointy ears on top of her head.
***
Selene and Lydia moved through the crowd of villains. The party had been going for a while now, and many of the villains were getting progressively more drunk, with many choosing to indulge in their drugs of choice. The two teens had expertly avoided groping hands and being solicited, but their recon mission hadn’t turned up anything useful.
They hung near the edge of the crowd, noticing as Larry Roach’s sex workers slowly began trickling in and the villains were having their picks. Selene kept her eyes on Countess as the tall, bust vampiress had been spending a lot of the evening with and around Klax. The two drank, laughed, and shared stories with each other, and before long, she led him away from the party.
She was so fixated on them, that she hadn’t noticed Breaker walking up to her and Lydia until the dark haired young villainess was right on top of them.
“Uh...hi,” Lydia said to her. “Did you need something?”
Breaker stared at Lydia for several seconds before raising her hands to the teen’s face in the shape of a mask and putting them over her eyes.
“I fucking knew it!” Breaker screamed. “Flag Girl!”
“Oh shit!” Selene said.
“Hey, calm down!” Lydia kept her voice low.
“What are you doing here?” Breaker said. “Trying to spy on us, bitch?!”
“Keep your fucking voice down!” Lydia growled, but noticed there was a commotion.
“Hey, kid, what’s going on over there?” Crosshair asked from several dozen feet away. He and some of the others began walking over.
“Shit!” Lydia said. “Shit, shit shit!”
“Hey, is that Americana?!” Selene yelled and pointed. Everyone in the room turned around, and when they did, she grabbed Lydia’s wrist and ran. “I can’t believe that worked.”
The two of them ran through the manor, not checking to see if they were being pursued. Selene then pulled Lydia into a bathroom and they pause when they heard gasping and skin slapping against skin. Selene opened the door to one of the stalls and Dragon Queen, bouncing on top of Geek’s cock, glared at the two teens.
“Occupied!” the Asian villainess fumed before slamming the door shut.
Selene stepped back. “Rude.” She and Flag Girl began to leave when the door burst open and Klax and Countess barged in, arms around each other as the kissed and fondled and rushed to undress. The teens froze in place. The villains hadn’t noticed them, so they tried to edge their way out when Breaker charged in not too long after and glared at the two of them.
Klax paused, noticing his protege. “Hey kid. What’s up?” He grinned and looked at her, then Countess. “Wanna get in on this?”
“Gross,” Breaker said. She then turned and pointed at Selene and Lydia. “Those two are supers!”
Klax turned, noticing them for the first time and Countess pulled away from him before fixing her hair and dress.
Klax eyed the two and walked up to them. He raised his hands in the shape of a mask and put them over Lydia’s face. “Holy shit, it’s Flag Girl!”
Before he could make a move, his head flew from his shoulders and rolled across the bathroom floor, bouncing against Countess’ feet. His body fell to the ground and Selene stood over it, holding her summoned sword, caked in his blood.
“Hey, no fair!” Klax’s severed head cried out.
“Shit!” Breaker said, hardening her skin and taking a fighting stance.
Countess licked her lips and hunched over. As she did, her back swelled until a pair of bat-like wings spread out, shredding her dress, leaving her lean, muscular body exposed. Her flawlessly beautiful face shifted into a monstrous appearance with a ridged forehead. Her fangs extended in her mouth and talons grew from her fingers and toes.
Selene stepped back and went pale. “Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no….”
“What is it?” Lydia asked.
“I know why she’s not like other vampires. Because she’s not just a vampire. She’s a fucking Alpha Vampire!”
“A what?”
“An Alpha. One of the first! All other vampires originated from them. There were 13 of them originally, 4 are definitely dead. And apparently one is right here in Delta City!” She said, pointing her sword at Countess.
“Is shes stronger than a standard vampire?” Lydia asked.
“Much stronger…”
“Crap…”
Breaker looked Countess up and down. “Damn, Ev...that’s a hell of a glow up. You’ve always been able to do that?”
Countess smiled and licked her lips. “I’m full of surprises, honey. I’m assuming you want the blonde again?”
“Yup.”
Countess nodded and faced the teens. “All right then. The little witch is mine.” She licked her lips. “It’s been quite a while since I’ve had Aphrodite blood. I wonder if it’s still as intoxicating.”
“Go get ‘em, Evie!” Klax cheered.
“How is he still able to talk?” Lydia asked.
Dragon Queen screamed in ecstasy from the bathroom stall. “Yes! Yes, deeper you little nerd!”
“Yes, Yukawa-sama!” Geek obliged, drawing everyone’s attention.
Before anyone could say anything, Breaker used the distraction and charged. She and Lydia went through the wall and their fighting spilled out into the hall.
“I am gonna fucking die…” Selene lamented as she raised her sword and charged at Countess.
***
“These are really good, chef,” Anita said, scarfing down more of the mini crab cakes.
Amelia smiled and took a drink from her beer. “Eat all you want. There’s plenty left.”
She, Anita, and Yumi, were in the kitchen area as staff cleaned up and relaxed around them.
“Chef,” Yumi said while eating a slice of peach pie. “How did you end up doing this party?”
“Oh, Gourmand and I go way back. He used to be co-owner at a restaurant I worked at when I first started out. Then, when I went out on my own, he helped me raise the money.”
“Huh,” Yumi said. “So all the stuff about him being a crime boss…”
“Oh no, that’s absolutely true,” Amelia said. “I don’t know the details. Don’t want to. But he’s never been anything but good to me.”
Anita perked up when she heard what sounded like a loud crash in the distance.
“I’d ignore that,” Amelia said. “I do this party every year and something always gets out of hand. As long as my staff doesn’t get hurt, it’s not my problem.”
Anita shrugged and went back to eating.
***
Jess lifted her head up and looked around. “What was that?”
“Don’t worry about that, my dear,” Gourmand said. He sat naked on a plush throne in an isolated part of the manor, cock erect in front of the blonde teen’s cum-covered face. He put his hand on top of her head of blonde hair, and Jess’ eyes went to the pile of cash on the floor around her. She moved her hair back over her shoulder and took his thick shaft back into her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down, slurping the length with her tongue.
Gourmand threw his head back and sighed deeply.
***
“Stan, what do you have? The girls have been quiet,” Tanya said into her earpiece.
“Umm…” Stan hesitated. “You should probably see for yourself. I’ll send it to your phone.”
Tanya took out her phone and waited a few seconds. A text message then popped up with a link to Stan’s camera feed. She pressed the link and then hit play. Her jaw dropped when she saw. “What the fuck…?!”
***
The main banquet hall of the manor had devolved into a drug and alcohol fueled orgy.
There were barely any clothed bodies in the place as the city’s villains and a good number of its sex works suck and fucked on every available surface in the main hall.
Queen Bee was being spit-roasted by two chiseled man, next to Crosshair, who had his cock in one woman’s mouth while he kissed another. Professor Pervo sat in a chair, kissing one woman while fingering another and a third had his cock in her mouth.
One woman lay on her back and spread her legs as Downsize, the microscopic villain, shrunk down and dove into her pussy headfirst.
The Hangman, master of ropes, had several men and women bound and suspended, and watched his work with pride as they hovered over the room while pleasuring each other orally.
Knock-Off, the clone villainess, made 6 duplicates and each of them was sucking, fucking or otherwise pleasuring the men and women Larry brought to the party.
The Bulge, the expanding villain, swelled in size and three women climbed up on his massive cock and began licking and teasing the stretched out flesh as he groaned in pleasure.
The entire room was in the throes of ecstasy, with moans and body heat radiating in the eye. They were all so intoxicated that none of them heard the ruckus building and getting closer until it was right there. There was a loud screech, and a crash, and a winged figure clipped one of the expensive chandeliers before crashing to the ground.
Evelyn Lewis, the Countess, screeched again and made people scatter as she expanded her wings. Selene was pinned under her, her outfit shredded and body bruised. She pushed her hands against Countess’ face and chest, trying to keep the vampiress from biting her, but Countess raised one hand and pinned Selene’s shoulder down. She then aimed her talons at the girl’s chest.
“I will rip out your heart!” she promised.
“Fuuuuck. Fuck!” Selene cried, realizing the possibly of her dying was very real and very close.
“Evelyn!”
Countess paused and looked up, her yellow, glowing eyes scanning the room. Chairman X walked up to her, his naked, scaly body on display with a glass of wine in his hand.
“What the hell, Ev? You’re ruining the mood!”
“Evelyn!” Queen Bee screamed. “Are you ruining my party?!”
“Must...feed!” Countess said, hissing at Selene.
“For fuck’s sake, Evie. You gotta do that here?!” Crosshair said from somewhere in the room.
She ignored them and started to go for the kill.
“Ev, Do you need to spend some time with the Terror Chicken?” Chairman X asked sternly.
Countess paused and looked up. Her form shrank until she returned to her normal state. Her tits hung over Selene’s face until she crawled off the girl. Selene quickly scrambled to her feet and realized every eye on the room was on her.
“Now…” Chairman X said. “Who are you?”
“Uhhh…” Selene said. “Gotta go!” She started to run, and the direction she ran in was blocked by Bulge’s massive girth. The massive villain turned to her just as the women on his cock continue licking and stroking. Selene stared up at him in awe and he looked down at her. His body convulsed, his erect cock stiffened, and then a massive, powerful, sticky white load shot out like a cannon. Most of the villains got clear but Selene was right in its path. It hit her with enough force to knock her off her feet and send her flying several yards back.
“Oh!” Chairman X said, ducking away.
Countess watched in stunned silence, some of Bulge’s splash caking her face and pale tits.
“Jesus…” Crosshair uttered.
Selene sat up, covered head to toe in Bulge’s cum. Her curly hair was matted to her head, and more than a little had gotten into her mouth and eyes. “I…” she gagged. “I’m gonna be sick!” She quickly summoned a portal under her and fell through it.
Chairman X looked on in bewilderment, as did many of the other villains. He then shrugged his shoulders. “Carry on, folks.”
***
Summer groaned and her eyes fluttered open. She looked down at the ropes tying her to the tower and remembered how she got there. She tried to break free, but was still weak from the soaked rag covering her mouth and nose.
She looked up when a hole opened up in the sky in front of her and someone covered in a white, sticky substance fell out.
Selene landed on her chest on the roof, mere feet from Summer. “Ow…” She pushed herself up and looked around. “This...is why I don’t fucking fight crime…” she groaned. She then weaved another spell and a different portal opened. This one poured a torrent of water on her, washing most of the cum away, but leaving her there, naked and soaking wet. She then turned and saw Summer.
“Summer? What the hell are you still doing up here?” She took the gag out of her mouth.
“What happened to you?” Summer asked.
“I don’t want to talk about it…” Selene grumbled.
“Is the mission going well, at least?”
“I doubt it. Lydia’s in a fight somewhere in there, and I have no idea what the others are doing. Why are you tied up?”
Summer sighed. “Long story.”
***
In an alley somewhere behind Hawthorne manor, a door flew open, sending rats running. Breaker stormed out the doorway, carrying a bruised and beaten Lydia over her shoulder. Her own dress was torn to shreds and her hardened skin had several cracks and missing chunks. She carried the unconscious, busty teen across the alley, lifted the lid on the dumpster, and threw her in before slamming the lid shut.
“Cunt,” Breaker spat before going back inside and slamming the door shut.
***
Carla gasped and woke up when a hand struck her hard across the face. Anita stood over her.
“Anita? Wha...what happened?”
“You tell me,” Anita said.
“I...Esha jumped me.”
“Esha?” Anita repeated. She then sighed. “This whole thing’s a wash. Come on, we’re going home,” she said before she began untying her.
***
Geek and Dragon Queen stumbled out of the bathroom stall. Their clothes were disheveled and Dragon Queen’s thighs were slick with cum. They looked at the damaged bathroom and the headless body on the floor.
“Whaaat happened here…?” Geek asked, shifting his cracked glasses.
“Hey!”
They both looked down when Klax called them, and they saw his severed head looking at them.
“Little help?”
Dragon Queen smirked. “It looks like this year’s gala was a good one,” she said as she went to leave the bathroom. As she did, she kicked Klax’s head against the wall like a soccer ball.
“Hey! Careful!” Klax screamed at her.
III
It was tensely quiet at She Legion HQ sometime later.
Americana stood tall with her hands on her hips and the members of Teen Squad all sat in front of her, avoiding her icy blue gaze. Tanya stood behind her on the right, and Lady Midnight was on the left.
“What happened in there?” The Queen of Justice finally asked.
“It went sideways…” Selene said. She was freshly showered, with a towel around her head and in a clean bathrobe.
“Lydia, you were team leader. Why didn’t you lead?” Americana asked.
Lydia just stared at the floor.
“Go take a shower young lady. You smell like a trash heap.”
Lydia got up and walked away and the others stayed where they were. Yumi risked looking at her phone.
“Am I keeping you from something important, Ms. Wong?” Americana asked.
“I…” Yumi looked up. “I’m just waiting for a text from Amelia Garner…”
“The television chef? Why?”
“I’m uh...gonna be working at one of her restaurants part time…”
Americana started to saying something when she noticed Jess looking at her phone too. She stomped over and snatched the phone away. “Ms. Lockhart, do you care to explain why you’re looking to buy a pair of tennis shoes that cost $1000?”
“I came into some cash, ma’am…”
“On the mission?”
“Yes…”
“...Did you exchange a sexual favor for this money?”
Jess went quiet.
“Young lady, that is against our policy! You are not some street walker!”
“You sucked that pilot off to get back into the States when you were stranded in Mexico…” Lady Midnight said.
Americana turned and glared at her, and Lady Midnight simply shrugged. Americana huffed and turned back around. “Well, you all should know that while you were failing the mission, Esha made off with a valuable piece of property from the manor. Stan’s cameras picked her up leaving through a backdoor. She got the drop on Summer and snuck in early in the night.”
“Sorry…” Summer uttered. “But, it’s not all my fault. She beat up Carla.”
“Hey!” Carla said.
“Jeez…” Selene said. “Summer just threw you under the bus and then backed over you again.”
“Right?!” Carla said. “Anyway...we learned that their gala really is just a big party. Nothing nefarious. So it wasn’t a total bust…”
Americana sighed. “You girls need to take this seriously. You’re all dismissed for the night…”
The senior heroines all left and the members of Teen Squad sat and looked at each other.
“Right…” Selene said. “Who wants to go get some ramen?”
“Oooh, yay, I’m starving!” Anita said.
“After everything you ate at the gala?” Yumi asked.
Anita shrugged.
“I’m still woozy…” Summer said. “I’m just gonna go to bed.” She then walked away.
“Eh, I’m down…” Carla said. “I need a pick-me-up after this terrible night.”
“Cool,” Selene said. She snapped her fingers and her robe was replaced with a hoodie and sweatpants. She then weaved another spell, opening a portal. The lights and busy sidewalks of Tokyotown bustled on the other side. “Ramen it is then. Jess said she’s paying.”
“Hey, wait! No I didn’t!” Jess objected as she followed everyone else through. “Selene!”
***
“Well that was fun,” Breaker said, eating a massive piece of cake. She switched her shredded dress for her tank top and cargo pants, and sat next to Klax in the banquet hall as staff cleaned up.
Klax rubbed his stinging neck. “Not for me,” he uttered. “Gah, that little witch must have used an enchanted sword.”
“Do the capes always crash this thing?” Breaker asked.
“Nah, last time was a few years back. It was Americana, Midnight, Wolf Woman, and Specter. We had the party on a mega yacht out in the Bay, so we just reamed their asses and then threw them overboard.”
“Ugh...I hate boats…”
“Why? It was fun,” Klax said.
“I get seasick, all right?!” She growled. “Don’t laugh. It’s not funny. Panthris would back me up. She hates boats too.”
“Oh, yeah...that’s true,” Klax said. “Where is she anyway? I saw her come in earlier but I haven’t seen her all night.”
***
In a penthouse apartment overlooking the city, Esha lay spread eagle on her own bed, her arms and legs tied to the post and her body naked vulnerable. Panthris stood over her, legs spread and her own cock erect as she held Jeremiah Hawthorne’s diamond cock in her hand.
“It really is a gaudy thing,” the villainess said. “But expensive doesn’t always mean tasteful, does it?”
“Let me go, Panthris!” Esha demanded.
“No,” Panthris said. “I had planned on stealing this myself until you showed up. Don’t butt in on my jobs!”
“You’re such a selfish bitch!” Esha growled.
Panthris sat down on Esha’s narrow waist and leaned in so their tits touched. “That’s right, hon. I see something, I want it, I take it.” She touched Esha’s nose with the tip of her finger. “That includes objects, money, and people.”
Esha gulped and tried in vain to get out of her bonds.
“Now,” Panthris said. “I have a few friends in the various Yakuza groups in Tokyotown, and the rumors are you used to be their plaything until you managed to escape. It’d be a shame if Boss Ida or Yukawa-san found out where you lived.”
“Panthris, no!” Esha said, eyes wide and skin pale.
Panthris smiled. “I’ll make you a deal. I won’t tell if you satisfy me.”
Esha looked her in the eye. “...I fucking hate you.”
Panthris smiled and turned so that her crotch was over the busty, bound, blonde thief’s face. She lowered her stiff cock into Esha’s mouth, purring as the thief took in its rock-hard length. Esha gagged and Panthris chuckled before resting her head on Esha’s shaved mound. Panthris rubbed her cheek against the stubble and then licked Esha’s clit, making her moan. She then lifted the diamond cock, sliding it into Esha’s pussy slowly as the captive thief began sucking and licking her cock.
Esha bucked under her and Panthris smiled as she began moving the diamond cock in and out while Esha bobbed her head up and down.
“Best gala ever,” Panthris smiled.
The End
That’s a wrap for Teen Squad Adventures