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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Female, Hermaphrodite/Females, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Facial, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Interracial, Discipline, Spanking, Hot Wife, Superhero

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Click here for Mistress Spark the Wanton Futa Supervillaines, Chapter 6.

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Mrs. María Josef Ventura

“ON YOUR KNEES NOW!” roared the cops.

“ON YOUR BELLY!”

“DON’T FUCKING MOVE!”

I could fry them all with my lightning. Turn them into women and fuck them with Mrs. Domme and Mrs. Futa. Yet, Mrs. Domme was shaking her head. The gender-swapped woman had such authority in her. I shuddered, the flavor of her pussy juices lingering on my lips.

I trembled, my orgasm sweeping through me. Mrs. Domme’s eyes were clear. She wanted me to… surrender. I wasn’t through. I had to… to… What was I doing? I was rampaging around the state, shooting cop cars and setting a church on fire.

Where had this anger come from? I was moving on from my philandering husband by having an affair with our son. Now Silvio was Silvia and standing nearby. I had even convinced myself she had always been my daughter and not my son.

“NOW!” roared around us. “OR WE WILL SHOOT!”

Something was wrong with me.

I put my arms up. Mrs. Domme smiled. Suddenly, Silvia and Miss Fucktoy were gone, carried off by the invisible Futa-Spirit. Then Mrs. Futa grabbed Mrs. Domme and jumped into the air. The cops fired. Bullets flew. Lightning flashed around me, melting their bullets. Mrs. Futa soared over the trees and was gone.

I shuddered and laid down on my belly as shouts were barked. I fought against my power to turn these men into women as they rushed forward. I could. I had surrendered. I didn’t know what was going to happen to me, but I had done something so wrong.

Did I deserve jail?

Maybe.

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Silvia Ventura

I gasped and stumbled into Miss Fucktoy. We were by a car. I could see the cop lights in the distance flashing. I looked around, confused. I glanced at Miss Fucktoy and Futa-Spirit. She had red hair and a slender body covered in black and silver body paint.

“What?” I gasped. “Wait, wait, what about my mamá?”

“She’s being arrested,” said Futa-Spirit. “She’s done too much damage. They would hunt her down. They might already know who she is. I mean… She wasn’t subtle.”

“No,” I whispered. “Our priest knew about it. Well, our priestess now. And Padre… No, I mean Madre. She’s a woman now.”

Like me.

From the sky, Mrs. Futa descended, landing in a crouch with Mrs. Domme in her arms. She set down her wife. Mrs. Domme looked at me and said, “Where do you live? Where can we take you?”
“Um, my house,” I said.

“Of course,” said Mrs. Domme. She was so comfortable being a woman. It was so strange.

She opened the driver’s door and climbed in. Mrs. Futa slid into the passenger seat while I piled into the back, situated between Miss Fucktoy and Futa-Spirit. I was so confused by this. I leaned back in the seat.

“What is going on?” I asked.

“Well, there was this meteorite that blew up, sending bits of it all over the place,” Miss fucktoy said eagerly as we drove away.

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Christie Powers

“…electrical disturbance at the State Capitol is linked to the attacks by the… lightning woman in Bonney Lake,” the news anchor on CNN said. This had gone national. It was insane. “She calls herself Mistress Spark.”

Images of the woman in blue and yellow as she soared through the sky firing lightning at cop cars.

“These are not deepfakes or CGI,” the anchor continued. A young woman in a red blouse. She was pretty. Her tits…

As big as mine. I had tits now thanks to Mom.

“It’s insane,” said Debbie, my girlfriend. We were at her house. Her parents were out of town.

“Yeah,” I said. We had a threesome with my mom, turning me into a woman. It was wild.

“Now reports are coming in that Mistress Spark has surrendered,” the reporter continued. “She was apprehended by Washington State Troopers after… er turning the governor of the state into a woman. There are numerous other first responders who had their sex changed along with a priest. There may be others who were… modified.” The reporter had scarlet cheeks. She cleared her throat. “We’ll have more as soon as the story breaks.”

“They arrested her,” said Debbie. “What about your mother?”

I called Mom.

“Mmm, there’s my sexy daughter,” cooed Mom. “How are you doing? Is your pussy wet for my big futa-dick.”

“Mrs. Futa,” Dad snapped. I heard fleshy smack. “You’re in a lot of trouble as it is.”
Mom just laughed. She had turned… into a complete slut. It was insane.

“We’re fine,” Mom said. “We’re taking Silvia home. We’ll talk later. Love you.”

“Yeah,” I said and hung up. “I guess it’s over.”

“Yeah, but what if another one shows up?” Debbie asked. I blinked. I did not know.

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Officer Carol Cartwright

My phone rang.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Hey, cutie,” purred Mrs. Futa. “Mmm, I miss you. My futa-dick is so fricking hard for— Ouch!”

“Focus,” growled a man.

“Right, right,” said Mrs. Futa. “We have Mistress Spark’s daughter and we’re bringing her home. She’s a little shook up about it, the poor thing.”

“I heard you stopped her,” I said. “She’s in custody, though I have no idea how they can hold her if she chooses to.”

“We may have a way,” said the man.

“Who is that?” I asked.

“My husband,” said Mrs. Futa. “Mr. Dom. Sometimes he’s Mrs. Domme. He’s in charge of me. It’s so sexy. He dominated Mistress Spark once we calmed her down. He’s good at that.”

“I see,” I said as I moved through the Bonney Lake station. The power was still out. Mistress Spark had fried the place. “Well, get her to us, and we’ll talk to here.”

“Mmm, I’ll meet you at…” She paused and I heard another girl say an address. “Did you get that?”

“Yeah,” I said, spotting Captain Michelle Hanson. She used to be a he before Mistress Spark attacked her police precinct. “We’ll be there.”

She glanced at me and moved over. She was wearing a woman’s uniform that fit her new body. She had her brown hair tied back in a ponytail, an authoritative look on her mature and beautiful face. She arched an eyebrow at me.

“Mrs. Futa’s bringing in Mistress Spark’s daughter,” I said. “We’re going to meet them.”

“Good,” he said. “I would love to get some answers from Mrs. Futa.”

I almost said, “You’re liable to be fucked by her.” I didn’t. I mean, that would probably happen. Mrs. Futa was… irresistible. “Of course. Le’s go.”

We hurried out to my squad car. It was still running. Many weren’t. Bonney Lake had lost a lot of emergency vehicles in tonight’s madness. I yawned. Such a long day. Mrs. Futa, Futa-Spirit, and Misteress Spark.

God, were there more of them out there?

I started the car and asked if the captain knew the address. I wasn’t from Bonney Lake but Puyallup. She did, and we were soon there. We arrived at the house. We’d have to search it. The place was empty.

After a few minutes, Mrs. Futa dropped out of the sky in her red and blue bodysuit holding a Hispanic girl in her arms. The girl was naked and looking delicious. A wet itch swept through me as Mrs. Futa kissed the girl.

“Damn,” the captain groaned, her cheeks flushing. “She’s…”

“Yep,” I said.

“Officer Cartwright,” purred Mrs. Futa when she broke the kiss and set the girl down. “This is Silvia Ventura, Mistress Spark’s daughter and lover.”

“Yeah,” said Captain Hanson, her cheeks burning hot. She cleared her throat. “Are they going to have any problem holding Mistress Spark? Or what’s her real name.”

“María Josef Ventura,” said Silvia. She pointed to the house. “That’s where we live.”

“We should get a statement,” said the captain, her eyes locked on Mrs. Futa’s big and throbbing futa-dick. “Inside. I think we should go inside and get a statement. Perhaps… the bedroom.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Some place intimate.”

Mrs. Futa grinned. “I’m going to be in so much trouble! Mmm, Captain Hanson, you have such hot tits. I love seeing them through your clothes. I can remove them with my heat vision like…”

Red light flashed from Mrs. Futa’s eyes. The captain gasped as her clothes burned away. Her belt with her equipment dropped to the ground. She was naked, her boobs round and firm. She gasped, staring down at her naked body.

“Very delicious,” moaned Mrs. Futa. “Don’t you think, Silvia?”

“Yeah,” the Hispanic girl said. She was eighteen or nineteen. A sexy thing with firm breasts and curving hips. “Yes, she does.”

“Please don’t burn mine off,” I groaned as Mrs. Futa glanced at me. “I’ll get in trouble. I’m not a captain. I can’t requisition new uniforms.”

“Even when they’re lost in the line of duty?” cooed Mrs. Futa. “While interrogating a sexy futa-superheroine and a delicious witness.”

I ripped off my gun belt. It had loops that attached to my normal belt. Those all popped free. I tossed it to the ground and darted into the house before she could burn off my clothes. The bedroom would be upstairs.

I rushed up it, passing pictures of Mistress Spark looking like a normal woman. She was with a Hispanic man in several of them, including a wedding picture. So she had a husband. I opened my blouse, my pussy on fire.

“The husband?” I asked.

“She’s a woman now,” Silvia answered. “Mamá turned her into one. She’s probably at her mistress’s house. Why Mamá and I started our affair.”

“Revenge sex,” I groaned, unzipping my jumpsuit. I pulled my arms around it, letting it hand around my waist. I had a bra beneath that I attacked and rushed down the hall to what appeared to be the master bedroom.

I burst inside. It was normal. Cream-hued comforter. Dark furniture. Makeup table. The end tables had different items on them. One had a dainty woman’s wristwatch. The other had an alarm clock. Both had lamps. I bent down to remove my shoes as Captain Hanson was carried in by Mrs. Futa, the pair of them making out.

I shuddered at the sight of them kissing like that. I removed my shoes and attacked my pants. I undid my belt and shoved off my jumpsuit and panties in a single go. I was naked as Mrs. Futa threw the captain on the bed.

“Mmm, you two are so sexy,” she moaned, her futa-dick thrusting out before her. “Suck my cock! I want to cum all over your pretty faces. Then Silvia can lick you clean.”

“Yes!” I moaned, remembering the lightning coursing through me with Mistress Spark. Mrs. Futa was just as irresistible.

“Mmm,” Captain Hanson moaned and knelt on the floor. “We’ll suck you off, Mrs. Futa. We have to interrogate you.”

“Yes,” I moaned and snagged my body cam. I turned it on and put it on the dresser to record it all. “We have to go in depth.”

I dropped to my knees and opened my mouth wide. I leaned forward toward Mrs. Futa’s cock with Captain Hanson. We both tried to swallow the superheroine’s big dick together. Our lips kissed her crown instead.

I whimpered, licking at her cock. Our tongues danced over the crown of her dick. It was so good to do that. I loved every second of licking that spongy tip. My lips met Captain Hanson’s. We both groaned, making out with each other.

“Ooh, Silvia,” Mrs. Futa moaned. “That’s good. Lick my pussy. That’s nice.”

“Yes,” Silvia moaned, feasting on Mrs. Futa’s cunt from behind.

I licked my tongue around the crown of the futa’s dick. Captain Hanson’s tongue joined mine before I engulfed that big dick. I stared up at her tits painted red and blue. They jiggled as I suckled on her. Blonde hair spilled around her face, the black domino mask around her eyes obscuring her identity.

She was so sexy, though.

I blew her with passion as she moaned her delight. Her blue eyes flashed as I suckled hard on her girl-cock. I worked my mouth up and down her futa-dick, loving the salty flavor of her precum. It was so amazing to blow her.

“Officer,” Captain Hanson said, a dangerous edge to her voice. She wasn’t my superior—I was from another department—but…

I ripped my mouth off the futa-superheroine’s cock so the captain could suckle on that big dick. The gender-swapped woman engulfed Mrs. Futa’s dick. The blonde smiled and groaned as Captain Hanson bobbed her head and suckled.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s good,” whimpered Mrs. Futa. “Suckle so hard on my dick. Just work those lips up and down my cock.”

Captain Hanson did. She bobbed her head, sucking so hard on that big cock. I loved the sounds she made. It was such a hot moment. I licked my lips, wanting to join in on the fun. Mrs. Futa purred, her fingers sliding through my hair.

“Share, Captain,” the futa-superheroine moaned. “You have to share my big dick.”

“Yes!” I moaned.

The captain popped her mouth off Mrs. Futa’s dick. I engulfed that girl-rod. I suckled hard on her, bobbing my head as I worked my lips up and down that big dick. It was so delicious to blow her like that. My boobs jiggled as I worked up and down her.

I wanted to make her cum. I craved to have all that jizz flooding my mouth. Well, coating my face. I would love to drink it, but I had to share. My tongue flicked around Mrs. Futa’s cock. She groaned, her face twisting in delight.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “That’s so nice! You’re doing so well, Officer Cartwright!”

I popped my mouth off her futa-dick and moaned, “I love sucking your dick, Mrs. Futa!”

“Yes!” Captain Hanson groaned and engulfed that big dick. She suckled hard on her. She worked her mouth up and down that big dick.

I loved the sight.

Mrs. Futa loved the pleasure. She groaned, her face twisting in delight. She trembled, savoring every second of having her girl-dick blown. I whimpered, craving my turn to suckle on that big dick. To work my mouth up and down her.

The captain popped her mouth off and gasped, “Yes, yes, you’re so fucking sexy, Mrs. Futa!”

“So sexy,” Silvia moaned.

I engulfed that wonderful cock and suckled hard. I nursed with passion on that big dick. I wanted to have all that cum spurting onto my features I craved to have her erupting onto my face. I suckled so hard on that big clit-dick.

Then I passed her off to Captain Hanson. Mrs. Futa moaned her passion, her big tits jiggling. She must be hurtling toward her climax. Silvia feasted on the futa-superheroine’s pussy. That must be such a yummy cunt. I trembled, waiting for my turn to blow her.

The captain’s mouth popped off with a wet plop. I groaned and engulfed her dick. I suckled on that wonderful cock. I groaned in delight, suckling so hard on her futa-dick. Mrs. Futa groaned, her big boobs jiggling.

“That’s so fricking good!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, I’m going to fricking cum on your faces! Keep licking my pussy, Silvia! I’m such a naughty wife! Stop sucking!”

I ripped my mouth off her futa-dick and moaned, “Jizz on our faces, Mrs. Futa!”

“Jizz on us!” gasped Captain Hanson.

“Frick yes!” howled Mrs. Futa.

Her futa-dick erupted.

Hot cum spurted from her girl-cock and splattered across our faces. I loved the heat. It was so amazing to have it soaking my features. She coated us in her futa-spunk. I opened my mouth and caught the spunk. I reveled in it.

She moaned, her body trembling. More and more blasts of her futa-cum soaked our faces. I reveled in that nasty jizz shower. It was so wild to protect and serve the public by worshiping Mrs. Futa’s big dick and being coated in her girl-seed.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned, swaying there. A final spurt of her girl-cum erupted from her clit-dick. “That’s so good!”

“So good!” I moaned and turned my head to lick the cum off Captain Hanson’s cheek.

The gender-swapped captain moaned and did the same to my chin. We kissed. Our tongues, coated in salty girl-jizz, danced. We passed that wonderful spunk back and forth. It was such a wonderful moment. I was so glad for it.

Just so happy to share in this spunk. She groaned as we did it. We passed the spunk back and forth. It was a wild moment. Our lips smacked together. It was wild. I groaned, savoring the heat of this moment. I was just in heaven.

I was so glad for it.

I broke the kiss and lapped up more cum. I was feverish for it as Mrs. Futa stood over me in her red and blue. She was America. Perverted and self-centered. Caring only about her pleasure. That was all I wanted. I craved it so much. I didn’t care about anything.

She grinned at us and said, “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, whose ass do I get to fuck? Yours!” She pointed at me. “I’ll fuck your ass, Officer Cartwright, while you devour the captain’s sexy pussy.”

“Yes!” I moaned in eager delight.

The captain scrambled up onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. “Where did you come from, Mrs. Futa?”

“South Hill,” she said as I crawled between Captain Hanson’s lithe thighs. Her thick, black bush dripped with juices. “But I found the meteorite out on 410 between Buckley and Bonney Lake. By that house that collapsed.”

“Right, right, those two girls said that a superheroine dragged them out,” Captain Hanson said. “We found that crater. A meteorite impact.”

“That’s where I became Mrs. Futa,” she said and slapped her cock down on my rump. “Super strength, X-ray vision, heat ray, and bulletproof skin. The others gained their powers, too.”

“How many others,” the captain asked as I nuzzled into her new pussy. The spicy flavor of her juice soaked my taste buds.

I licked at her cunt. I stroked through her hot folds. It was so good to lap at her cunt. To stroke my tongue through her petals. Mrs. Futa’s big dick slid down into my butt-crack. She found my asshole and thrust against me.

“I don’t know,” said Mrs. Futa. “There’s going to be more. I feel it. I saw the meteor burst into many pieces and shoot across the sky.”

“Shit,” groaned Captain Hanson. “They’ll all be evil?”

“I’m not evil!” huffed Mrs. Futa. She thrust against my asshole. Hard.

I gasped as she popped into my bowels with a burst of fiery heat. I whimpered into the captain’s cunt as that big, thick shaft sank into my asshole. I tongued the captain’s snatch with hunger as that clit-dick bottomed out in me.

“Futa-Spirit started out as a thief,” pointed out the captain.

“She didn’t hurt anyone like Mistress Spark,” Mrs. Futa said. “And she’s a good girl now. She’s returned all the things she’s stolen and helped me defeat Mistress Spark.” The futa-superheroine gripped my hips. “She’s good. Mistress Spark is even seeing she was wrong, but…”

“She went too far,” the captain groaned, my tongue sliding through her folds to her clit.

“Yes!” Mrs. Futa groaned and butt-fucked me.

She pounded my asshole hard and fast. I loved the way she did that. She buried into my bowels over and over again. I clamped my anal sheath down on that big dick. I loved how she buried into me over and over again, my asshole melting around her.

I tongued Captain Hanson’s cunt. I licked through her spicy folds as Mrs. Futa fucked me so hard. She pounded my anal sheath with all that she had. Silvia watched us, her eyes burning hot. I licked at the captain’s cunt, gripping that big dick pounding my bowels with my velvety asshole.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s fricking good,” Mrs. Futa said. “Shoot, I love that!”

She thrust into my bowels over and over again. Her boobs slapped together as she pounded my asshole. My bowels melted around her big dick. I loved every second of her fucking me. It was just so amazing. She plowed into me with all that she had.

It was wild.

Just amazing to have her fucking me so good. She buried into me with all that she had. It was wild. I loved it. She fucked my bowels. She buried into my anal sheath with that huge cock. It was amazing. She moaned, fucking me hard.

“That’s it!” she gasped. “That’s fricking it! You love it, don’t you, officer!”

“Yes!” I moaned, my anal sheath melting around her cock. “Please, please, don’t stop! Keep fucking me!”

She churned me up, fucking my bowels with all that she had. It was so wild to have her burying into my asshole like that. I loved it. I hurtled toward my climax as my tongue flicked over Captain Hanson’s clit.

I suckled at her.

I nursed on her.

I thought I heard a horn honking in the distance. Over and over. Mrs. Futa gasped, fucking my asshole even harder. She plowed to the hilt in my bowels. I whimpered at those hard thrusts, the heat soaking to my pussy.

I rose toward my climax, that big dick fucking me so hard. My lips suckled on Captain Hanson’s clit. She moaned, her back arching. Her bush rubbed against my face. I loved that ticklish sensation. It felt so good.

Just so amazing to have her humping against me. I licked at her clit. I tongued her with all that I had, hurtling toward my climax. It was a beautiful moment. I nursed on her bud as that huge dick buried into my asshole hard.

“Oh, yes!” Captain Hanson moaned and bucked.

Her spicy juices gushed out of her cunt. Her boobs jiggled as she came. I licked at her delicious twat. I stroked through her folds. It was so wonderful to lick up her cum as Mrs. Futa buried her huge futa-dick into my asshole’s depths.

My own orgasm exploded through me. The pleasure swept through my body. I trembled through the ecstasy. My eyes rolled back in my head. I groaned through the heat. It was amazing to have all that bliss sweeping through my body. She fucked my bowels, my anal sheath writhing around her.

“Officer Cartwright,” the futa-superheroine moaned and buried into my bowels. “Fricking yes!”

She erupted.

I moaned into Captain Hanson’s new pussy as all that cum spurted into my asshole. My bowels rippled around that mighty cock. I loved that spunk flooding my anal sheath. She pumped my anal sheath full of this passion.

“Oh, oh, this is so hot!” groaned Captain Hanson, her breasts bouncing and heaving as she drowned me in her passion. It was a wonderful moment.

“God, this is so fucking wild!” I moaned.

The car horns honked louder outside. I didn’t care. I just loved having all of Mrs. Futa’s girl-spunk filling me up. I groaned through it, my eyes rolling back in my head as I lapped at the gender-swapped captain’s spicy pussy juices.

I stroked my tongue through her hot folds, enjoying this moment. It was such a great one. I trembled through it, loving this wonderful passion. It was an incredible moment to have it sweeping through me. I groaned at the glorious heat.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “That’s so good. That’s so fucking good!”

“Ooh, yes!” Mrs. Futa squealed and erupted into my asshole one last time. “That’s amazing!”

“Mrs. Futa, you are in so much trouble!” a new voice hissed.

A young woman with red hair with black and silver body paint on her stood there. She had cat ears and what looked like a tail. Not real ones, but custom ones. She was glaring at Mrs. Futa. I blinked, realizing it was Futa-Spirit.

“Mr. Dom says to come right now!” she added.

“Whoopsie,” squealed Mrs. Futa. “My hubby’s mad at me. Enjoy debriefing Silvia!”

“Yes!” I groaned as she ripped her futa-dick out of my asshole and darted away.

“Mmm, debrief,” groaned Captain Hanson. “That sounds so dirty.”

“Yeah,” I said. “But…” I glanced at the girl. “Mmm, why don’t we eat out her pussy, make her cum, and then we can talk to her, Captain.”

“Mmm, yes,” Captain Hanson said.

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Mrs. Angela Powers

“Sorry,” I said, finding my husband standing outside the car. My big boobs jiggled while my girl-dick shrank. It always did around Adam. Now when he became Madonna, I was so hard to fuck her, but when he was a man…

I was a woman.

My costume melted off me, too. My blonde bush grew back as I stopped being Mrs. Futa and became Mrs. Powers again. I still had my super-strength and X-ray vision, which was how I was able to see how hard he was through his jeans.

I slid up to him and hugged him and leaned in to kiss him. His lips were so strong. He had stubble. I shuddered, wanting to work my cunt up and down his cock. I ached to have him in me. It would be so hot to just cum on him.

He broke the kiss and said. “You’re not getting out of your punishment that easy. In the car. We’re going home.”

I smiled at him. “You’re so strong and commanding. It makes me so wet!”

“Angela…” He stared at me. “What happened to you? You’re out of control.”

“I’m Mrs. Futa. I stand for Truth and Justice!” I smiled at him. “I’m fighting for all the good things in life.”

“Like orgasms.”

“Yes!” I broke from him and headed for the car door. “With as many people as I can! It’s just sex!”

“You didn’t used to think that way,” he muttered.

“I’m Mrs. Futa now!” I opened the door and slid in. He followed. “That’s why you’re getting so much pussy, too. You love it. You love being Mr. Dom and Mrs. Domme. You go back and forth. The only man I don’t permanently drain. You’re too virile. You tame us all. Look what you did to Mistress Spark.”

“And me,” Hannah said as she was in the back. Her body paint melted away. Like me, she wanted to be a woman around him. “I was into girls until you, Mr. Dom.”

“You’re so sexy, Daddy!” Adela cooed. “Ooh, but it’s late. Let’s go home!”

“Yeah,” my husband muttered and drove the car.

It was late. I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes. My ears listened to the sounds of the world. People were sleeping right now. I didn’t hear any sounds of people in distress. No women with terrible husbands or just plain frustrated they couldn’t sleep. No vibrators buzzing away, denying a woman her orgasm.

The world sounded so peaceful.

Before I knew it, we were home. I blinked and smiled. My husband glanced at me, his eyes so hard. He was going to spank me so hard. I shuddered as I climbed out of the car and headed inside. I turned on the lights.

His paddle was on the coffee table.

“Mmm, do you want to do it in our bedroom or right here?” I asked.

He grabbed the paddle, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me away. I squealed in delight. My legs kicked as he carried me up the stairs. This was so wild. He was growing so strong and dominating and manly.

I loved being dominated by him.

I giggled as he carried me into our bedroom. He threw me down on the bed. I bounced and flipped over. He had to spank my butt. I wiggled it back and forth at him. I dripped, eager for him to just unleash that paddle on my butt.

It would be so hot. Just so neat to have him doing that. I was so wet right now. My cunt was on fire. I dripped with juices as I wanted him to paddle my bottom so badly. I ached for him to just spank his hand down on me.

I would squeal like a whore.

It would be so good.

He ran his hand over my rump. He squeezed my butt-cheeks. I moaned in delight as he did that. He drew back his hand and slapped it down on my rump.

SMACK!

I barely felt it. The warmth faded almost at once, but, like everything, it was the thought that counted. I mean, my skin was bulletproof. He couldn’t hurt me if he wanted. He picked up the paddle, though. He wanted me to feel it.

CRACK!

“Mmm, “I’m such a horny wife,” I moaned. “I’ve been so bad, Adam. Punish me!”

CRACK!

The heat burned across my rump for a moment. Just a moment of almost pain.

CRACK!

“Adam!” I yelped, loving how close to actually feeling hurt he brought me.

CRACK!

That wooden paddle screamed down at me. He was using all his strength to punish me. To spank me. My pussy dripped with such excitement. I groaned, loving that momentary heat. It was burning hotter. The air whistled as he swung.

CRACK!

“You can’t just fucking run off whenever you’re horny, Angela!” he roared. “Who’s in charge of you?”

CRACK!

“You are, Adam!” I squealed, my ass blazing hot for almost two heartbeats that time.

CRACK!

The repetition was really starting to make my ass burn. It was up to three heartbeats now which meant it was still hurting when the next one fell.

CRACK!

And the next.

CRACK!

I felt that punishment as my husband wailed on my ass. He swung the paddle in both hands.

CRACK!

“Punish my naughty ass!” I squealed in abject delight, loving the feel of the paddle.

CRACK!

The pain was glorious.

CRACK!

“I’m such a naughty wife!” I gasped, my pussy dripping with juices. They soaked through my bush and ran down my thighs.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

“Frick, yes!” I howled, my ass blazing. “Punish me!”

CRACK!

“Punish your naughty fricking wife!”

CRACK!

The end of the paddle flew across the room. My husband panted as my ass burned so deliciously. The stinging faded fast, but I gloried in it as I glanced back at him. He held the broken handle in his hand, panting. His chest heaved with his exertion because he had put his all into punishing me.
Put his all into loving me.

He threw the handle on the bed and ripped off his shirt. His manly shirt. I wanted his cock in me. I craved to have his cum. He unzipped his jeans and shoved off his pants and boxers. He popped out. So big and thick.

Was he as big as my futa-dick now? He was growing more and more engorged.

He dropped to his knees and slapped his dick on my ass. The heat was almost all gone. I bet there wasn’t a hint of redness. He shoved his cock into my butt-crack and found my asshole. I grinned in delight as he thrust against my anal ring.

I gasped in delight as he pushed and pushed. My asshole submitted to my husband just like a wife should. I groaned in delight as he popped into my bowels. The heat swept through me as he pushed into my anal sheath.

“Yes!” I squealed.

It was glorious to have that big dick sliding into my flesh. I loved every second of him penetrating into my bowels. I trembled, my nipples rubbing against the fabric of the bed. I groaned as he pushed into my bowels.

“Damn,” he groaned.

It was so incredible to have him sliding into me so deep and hard. I loved the feel of him sliding all the way in me. I sighed in delight as he bottomed out in me. A big smile spread on my lips as I enjoyed having all of his rod in me.

My husband’s nuts rested against my taint. That felt so naughty. I shuddered at them against my taint. My husband gripped my hips and drew back his cock with such manly force. That big dick slammed back into me.

“Fricking yes!” I moaned, squirming on my knees on the bed. I rubbed my face into the sheets. “Pound your naughty wife!”

He grunted and did just that.

I loved every second of him fucking me so hard. He pounded my asshole with such might. I groaned in delight, clamping my asshole down on him. He thrust into me again and again. He pounded me with all that he had. It was just so good to have him doing that. I loved that sensation. My eyes rolled back in my head.

It was fantastic.

The heat melted to my pussy. That wonderful, delicious stimulation of my anal flesh by my husband’s big dick. I hungered for his cum. I needed his jizz in me. It would be better in my pussy, but I would take it in the ass.

He grunted, fucking me so hard and fast. I squealed out in delight. The bed creaked with his vigorous strokes. He was so manly. So strong and virile. I was such a lucky wife to be ass-fucked so hard. My bowels clamped down on him.

I rose toward my orgasm.

Toward that wonderful moment when I would cum.

He thrust away at me. He buried into my asshole with all that he had. It was so good to have him churning me up. I trembled, reveling in that heat. It was delicious. He plowed to the hilt in my bowels. I wiggled my hips from side to side, savoring that wonderful cock.

“Oh, oh, frick my naughty ass!” I gasped. “Adam! Adam!”

He plowed into me. He buried into my bowels with everything that he had. It was just so glorious to have him fucking me. I whimpered, building and building toward my climax. I hurtled closer toward it. I could not wait to burst.

He pounded me so hard. He buried into me with such force. It was so great to have him fucking me like that. I groaned, savoring every inch of his thick dick pounding me. I whimpered at the heat of his thrusts.

At the force of his passion.

It was incredible.

Just outstanding.

“Oh, oh, frick me so hard!” I moaned. “Make me cum with that huge dick! You’re the best husband! The best man! My man!”

I exploded on his cock.

My asshole writhed around my husband’s dick. He grunted, fucking into my bowels as my flesh rippled around him. I loved it. He pumped deep and hard into my bowels. He slammed to the hilt in my anal sheath, his flesh convulsing around me.

“Dirty whore!” he roared. “Should put a collar and leash on you!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I squealed as he erupted into my bowels.

His wonderful cum jetted into me.

All that wonderful jizz that flooded me with so much passion. It was incredible to have him filling me up with his spunk. It was an incredible thrill. I loved him so much. My bowels milked him. He spurted into me over and over again.

“Fuck, Angela!” he growled.

“Oh, oh, Adam!” I moaned, my bowels milking his cock. His cum felt so wonderful in me. “I love you!”

His massive cock kept erupting into me. He kept flooding me with all his spunk. It was so good to have him doing that. I loved every second of it. I savored every last moment of his cum flooding into my bowels. It was so wild.

I shuddered, my eyes rolling back in my head. I smiled from ear to ear as he pumped the last of his jizz into me. I had milked his cock dry. But I knew he had more cum in his nuts. I could suck his dick clean. Revel in the filthy flavor.

“I have to suck your dick now, Adam,” I moaned. “Just like the filthy whore that I am!”

“Jesus, you really have become a nympho slut,” Adam growled as he pulled out of me. “Just a whore for dicks and pussy.”

“Yep,” I moaned as his cock popped out of me. I loved that sensation. His jizz trickled out. “And you’ve become a strong and dominating man. Or woman.

I turned around to find him looking shocked. Had he not realized he had changed, too?

I opened my mouth wide and engulfed his dirty dick. The sour flavor of my asshole on his dick was amazing. I moaned around him, my tongue stroking over his cock. He growled out in pleasure as I nursed on him.

It was so amazing.

I worked my mouth up and down him, rocking back and forth as he stared down at me. I winked at him as I polished his cock clean of my asshole. I shuddered at that earthy musk as he groaned, his hands stroking through my blonde hair.

The meteorite changed us all.

I suckled with passion on my husband’s cock. I nursed hard on him, sliding my lips up and down his dirty pole. The sour flavor melted through my flesh. He groaned as I did that. I winked at him as I slid my lips up and down him.

My asshole burned, his cum leaking out of my backdoor. I loved that sensation as I slid my lips up and down his rod. I suckled so hard on him. I nursed with passion on his cock. It was a glorious thing to do to please him.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he growled. “That’s good. That’s so good. Damn, Angela!”

I groaned around his cock. I suckled on him hard and fast. I swirled my tongue around his big dick. He felt so good in my mouth. I loved this moment. It was a beautiful thing. The sour flavor faded away. I wanted his cum.

It was so hot to submit to him. To submit to my husband. My boobs jiggled as I worked my lips up and down him. I craved to have every drop of his cum. I wanted to have it spurting into my mouth. He had to be close.

“Just like that,” he groaned. “Keep sucking.”

My tongue danced around the crown of his cock, caressing the spongy tip. The salty flavor of his precum swelled. It was so good. He twitched in my mouth. I could tell he was close to bursting. He slid his fingers through my hair.

He gripped a fistful of it. So strong and authoritative. He was about to cum. So I suckled with all my might. My cheeks hollowed. He groaned and threw back his head. A mighty beast about to explode into my mouth.

“Fuck!” he snarled and came.

His cum erupted into my mouth.

I gulped down the spunk. I swallowed the jizz. It flowed down my throat and warmed my belly. I shuddered at how good it was. I suckled down the spunk. It was fabulous to have that thick and salty jizz pouring down my throat.

It was wonderful to have it soaking my belly. I whimpered around his cock as he kept erupting. He kept flooding my mouth with his spunk. It was so wild to feel his jizz pouring down my throat. I closed my eyes and gulped it down.

“Goddamn, Angela,” he groaned, spurting all that cum into me. I loved him.

He fired a last blast of his cum. I savored swirling it around in my mouth. I rose and sank on the bed. I smiled at him, spreading my legs. I knew he wanted me. Then he would become Madonna. My wife. I would fuck her.

We would have so much fun together.

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Virginia Powers

My device was ready. It should neutralize any super-powered futa. Just spray it in the air. Of course, it needed Daddy’s cum. I yawned and stretched. I glanced at the clock. It was three in the morning. I was so tired.

I laid my head down on the counter, staring at my invention. Mistress Spark was captured because of Mommy and Daddy. That was so exciting. I closed my eyes and wondered about any other futas out there. How many pieces were found?

What would happen if I found a piece? Could I become a super-powered futa?

That idea swirled in my head as sleep pulled me down.

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Mrs. María Josef Ventura

I wondered what would happen to me.

I stared down at the handcuffs on me. I was in the back of the armored van in a cell that was just widen enough for me to sit in. I was cuffed to a ring in the floor naked. I had let my body paint vanish. My futa-cock was still hard.

The cops were terrified of me. I could change them into women at any moment. But Mr. Dom didn’t want me to do that. He had dominated me with his cum and his cock. I leaned back. I had turned my philandering husband into a woman.

That felt like justice.

Maybe my priest, too, and Sylvia’s bully, but the rest? What was wrong with me? Why had I been consumed by so much anger? That wasn’t me. It was this power. It consumed my thoughts. Twisted them. I could think clearly again because of Mr. Dom.

The van drove for a while before it stopped. The back opened. A pair of stern guards with pale faces stared at me. They slowly approached me. They were close enough that I could feed off their manhood.

I wanted to. I craved their masculine energy, but I held back. They bent down and uncuffed me from the floor. Then they motioned me to stand. I cooperated. I was naked, but they weren’t ogling me at all.

A chair was waiting at the other end with restraints. I was put in it and lashed down. I didn’t fight them. I just let it happen. Then they wheeled me into a prison. They didn’t seem to know what to do with me. It was strange how nervous they were.

I was wheeled past a cell full of women. Prisoners that were in a holding cell. They were wearing street clothes. Most were sleeping, but a few were up and watching. One of them blinked at the sight of me. I grinned as her.

“She’s sexy,” I said, a wave of horniness sweeping over me.

“Don’t talk,” said one of the guards as they took me to a cell. He thrust the key into the lock. It twisted and they opened. It was a small, solitary cell. “You’re not going to give us any problems, right?”

I glanced at him. He was a heavyset guy. Seeing those women had me so horny. Maybe I could…

They started undoing the restraints. Not the cuffs on my hands. They had that slot in the door for those, I supposed. I rose to my feet, the other man a beefy Black man. They both could overpower me with ease, but…

“Sorry,” I moaned, my horniness sweeping through me. “You’ll love it as a woman.”

“What?” the Black guard said.

Lightning burst from me.

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