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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Female, Hermaphrodite/Females, Hermaphrodites/Female, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Spanking, Body Modification, Superheroine, Violence

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Click here for Ms. HuCow Versus the Futa Ice Queen, Chapter 5.

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Virginia Powers

I held the icy dildo in my hand as the cold engulfed me.

The swirling winter attacked my mind. I glimpsed my girlfriend through the icy assault. Nikki floated in the air above me. She directed all this snow down on me. She wanted to smother me. She loved me, and yet…

She was consumed by the power of the meteorite.

I pushed out with my mind, but it was getting so hard to think. The cold sapped my will. My thoughts fuzzed. In the background, sirens wailed. I had to do something. I had to use my breasts. Right, right, my breast milk.

I needed that motherly treat.

I couldn’t move my arms. My right hand gripped the icy dildo. My left reached out for Nikki. I was frozen in place. My thoughts, though. I could squeeze my breasts. I needed them, but the cold was so… so…

Peaceful.

Darkness pressed down on me. I could feel unconsciousness pulling me down. Blissful, restful sleep. I had to resist it, but…

I faded away.

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Nikki Harbors

I smiled at the sight of Ms. HuCow reaching out to me, frozen. The ice had fully engulfed her. Another wonderful statue to add beside Mrs. Futa. It was a shame that Virginia had been so stubborn. I loved her, but she had to understand something.

I was the Futa Ice Queen. She had to obey me.

The sirens were so loud. The police were coming toward me. I glanced at the cute, blonde cop. She was masturbating. I slid over to her. She stared up at me with such wild lust in her eyes, her breasts jiggling as she frigged her pussy.

“Am I your queen?” I asked her, snow falling on her tits.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned with such passion. Her eyes shone bright.

“Wonderful,” I said and skated off to meet the approaching cops. Their cars were coming to a stop. They were piling out of their cars. Some had pistols. Some had rifles. We couldn’t have that.

Worse, some were men.

I surged toward them as they aimed. I threw out the winter. A white haze swept over them. They fired wildly, bullets hissing through the air. I laughed as the blizzard assaulted them. The men’s masculine energy bled out of them, feeding me.

I entered the blizzard to find the cops, all women now, stripping off their gear. It was like hysterical hypothermia, where a person became convinced that they were too hot instead of freezing to death and stripped off all their clothes in the middle of the snow.

Only they weren’t freezing. They really were hot. My winter didn’t make people cold. That was the beauty of my power. It made them horny. I shuddered as a busty cop tore off her ill-fitting garment. My futa-dick was so hard.

“You will be my royal guard,” I told the cops and bent a busty one over her car. She had a plump ass. “Isn’t that wonderful?”

“My QUEEN!” they moaned as they fell on each other in a depraved, lesbian orgy.

How beautiful.

I slapped my futa-dick down on her body. I was almost completely washed clean of my body paint. I concentrated and restored my beautiful adornment. I quivered in delight, the snow swirling around us, and nuzzled into a thick, brown bush.

“My queen,” the new woman moaned. Officer Tramp, as I liked to think of her, quivered there. “Yes!”

I buried into her cunt. I plowed deep and hard into her pussy. It was so good to have all her snatch around me. She felt amazing about my cock. I loved being in her. I treasured this moment so much. It was a wonderful thing to feel.

I gripped her hips and pumped away at her. I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed on the hilt in her snatch. I loved how she held me tight. It was a perfect moment to bury into her. I thrust deep and hard into her snatch.

“My Queen!” she moaned, her gender-swapped twat gripping my dick.

“Mmm, isn’t that what you always craved?” I asked.

“Yes, yes, yes,” groaned Officer Tramp, her hot pussy clamping down on my futa-rod.

I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her again and again, loving the feel of her twat. She gasped and moaned as I plowed to the hilt in her. I fucked her with force, reveling in the warmth of her pussy around my dick.

I groaned, pumping deep and hard into her twat. I plowed to the hilt in her again and again. I loved how she gripped me. How she held me tight with her twat. It was incredible to fuck her like this. I groaned, reveling in every inch of her pussy around my dick.

She felt incredible.

I slammed into her. I fucked her hard and fast. It was a beautiful thing to plow into her with force. I groaned, savoring every inch of her tight snatch massaging me. I plowed into her hard and fast. It was glorious.

She wiggled her hips, stirring her cunt around my cock. She felt amazing about my cock. I loved every last second of her silky pussy around me. This was so glorious. I slammed into her snatch hard. She whimpered, gripping me.

The others were fingering each other.

Eating each other out.

An orgy of lesbians here. I would spread such passion as I spread my ice. I could feel it washing out, engulfing others. I laughed in delight as I fucked away at that juicy cunt. She massaged me with her hot flesh as I built and built toward my climax.

“Are you going to cum on my cock, Officer Tramp?” I whimpered.

“Yes!” she squealed at the top of her lungs. “I am! I am going to cum so hard!”

I loved hearing that. I buried into her snatch with force, reveling in that hot flesh. She drove me wild with her amazing cunt. I gloried in that wonderful sensation. I would just cum in her. Dump all my load into her pussy.

She wiggled her hips from side to side. She massaged me with all that she had. It was so hot to have her doing that. I groaned, rising and rising toward my climax. My ovaries tightened and tightened as I plunged into her cunt.

“Ooh, ooh, my Queen!” she moaned as I churned up her new twat with my futa-dick. “That’s amazing! I love this! I love you! You’re my Queen!”

She bucked, her pussy convulsing around my cock. I savored her words. I was her queen. I would have dominion. I swayed there as her pussy rippled around my cock. The snow swirled around us as I buried into her writhing flesh.

I erupted.

I squealed in delight as my futa-cum spurted into her pussy. I dumped my ovaries into her twat, her flesh spasming around my erupting girl-dick. Sparks sizzled across my vision as the rapture gushed out of my cunt. Ecstasy shot from my cock.

The two delights surged through me. I gasped, my tits bouncing. Moans echoed around me as the other women enjoyed their delight. It was just so beautiful. I savored this moment. I was just so happy to have all that rapture swirling through my mind.

“My Queen!” whimpered the cop, her cunt milking me dry.

“Yes,” I groaned and erupted one more time into her cunt. “Oh, oh, that’s so good. That’s just amazing! I love you all! All my loyal servants. An army of MILFs and sluts!”

They cheered for me as they came. They tribbed and licked and fingered and worshiped me. I raised my arms and reveled in their adoration, that hot cunt sucking out the last of my cum. I felt so wonderful.

I felt unstoppable.

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Hannah Glass

Miss Fucktoy spun to go the other way to flee me.

I slowed down the time until her strawberry-blonde hair looked frozen trailing after her. I sauntered before her and let time resume. She gasped as she nearly bounced into me. She slid on the ice to stop herself.

“You know you can’t escape me, Miss Fucktoy,” I purred and sped up time.

I picked her up, sending shocks of horny pleasure through her to arouse her. I carried her into the house to where the frozen statue of Mrs. Futa was. I turned her around so she faced the statue. The busty futa-MILF was preserved in ice, her clit-dick thrusting out before us.

I returned to normal time. “See.”

Miss Fucktoy squeaked and jumped back into me. I held her as she squirmed there. “That’s not… No, no, what did you do to my mommy? What?”

“She’s alive,” Madonna said. She wasn’t Mrs. Domme any longer. She lost her powers. “Our Queen has transformed her into living art.”

“M-Madonna?” Miss Fucktoy asked in shock. “Not you, too.”

“I’ll set her straight,” Madonna said, the gender-swapped MILF striding forward. Her big boobs jiggled. “You know I can do that.”

“Mmm, can I help?” I asked my futa-dick throbbing.

“Sure,” said Madonna. “Just hold on her on your lap. You know, butt facing me. I’m sure you’re futa-dick will keep her from being able to run.”

I giggled. “That’s so hot!” We were in the Powers’s living room. There was a recliner. Madonna’s recliner. I darted over there with Miss Fucktoy in super-speed, sat down, and impaled her on my futa-dick facing me. The girl gasped as she was suddenly sitting on my cock. She squirmed there in shock as I smiled at her.

“What?” she gasped.

“Damn,” Madonna said. “You’re fast.”

“Madonna?” whimpered Miss Fucktoy. Adela squirmed on my cock as her gender-swapped mother advanced. “What is going on?”

“We have to serve the Futa Ice Queen,” Madonna said and drew back her hand. “You’ll learn!”

CRACK!

She squealed and bucked in place, her pussy clamping down on my cock as she slid up me a few inches. I savored that hot twat plunging back down my cock. Adela’s small breasts rubbed against my little titties. We were both petite girls.

CRACK!

“Madonna!” she gasped, her pussy rising up me again.

“You have to surrender, Miss Fucktoy,” Madonna said. “You have to be obedient!”

CRACK!

Adela shot a glance over her shoulder at her gender-swapped mother. “What? You… Madonna!”

CRACK!

“Do you understand?” the MILF said, her big boobs swaying. Madonna wore this expression of wild passion. “Who do we serve?”

“Yes, yes, I understand!” Miss Fucktoy moaned. Adela kissed me on the lips.

CRACK!

“Good!” purred Madonna. “Now ride her. Futa-Spirit needs that pussy.”

Adela broke the kiss and moaned, “Oh, oh, yes, yes, this is the… second futa-cock I’ve fucked since I left. Ms. HuCow’s futa-cock, too, Madonna! She’s battling with the Futa Ice Queen. She already experienced my amazing pussy and what it does!”

“Damn,” Madonna groaned. “Another futa-superheroine?”

“No,” I groaned as that hot pussy slid up and down me.

“But the Futa Ice Queen… she will… succeed,” moaned Miss Fucktoy, her hot cunt sliding up and down my cock. “Oh, oh, just have to… enjoy something else, Madonna.”

“Right, right,” said Madonna. “How is that cunt, Futa-Spirit. You love it? You love your reward for being faithful to our Queen?”

“So good,” I whimpered as Adela really worked her tight cunt up and down my cock. She knew how to ride a dick. She was skilled at this. Really amazing at riding a big dick. I groaned, reveling in every second of this. “Oh, wow, that’s so good!”

“Yes!” the girl squealed. “Futa-Spirit!”

She kissed me again. My lips melted to hers as Madonna watched us. She stood over us as that delicious snatch rode up and down my girl-cock. I growled, squeezing her rump as we both rose toward our climax. We would have amazing ones.

I shuddered, savoring the warmth of that hot cunt. That wonderful twat plunged down me and slid back up me. So tight. So hot. So perfect. I groaned into her lips, kissing her with all that I had. I loved every second of this passion.

“Mmm, that’s it,” groaned Madonna. “Makes me so wet. Ooh, I have to fuck that nice cock. Do you think that will be okay?”

“Yes!” gasped Futa-Spirit, breaking the kiss. “I’m going to cum in your daughter’s pussy.”

“Oh, that sounds perfect,” moaned Madonna. “I’ll suck your cock clean of her pussy when you’re done. Suck your cock and fuck my cunt up and down my wife’s icy cock.”

“Perfect!” I groaned.

“Feed me your cum,” Adela moaned. “Oh, oh, feed it to me. You know I love cum. I love it so much!”

I gripped her rump and enjoyed her hot pussy sliding up and down my cock. She gripped my cock with her amazing snatch. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I was so ready to erupt into her pussy. To flood her with all that I had.

She moaned, plunging her cunt down my cock. She gripped me with her hot flesh. I enjoyed every second of what she did to me. That silky snatch slid up and down me. My ovaries tightened, my pussy drinking in the heat from my futa-rod.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned, my face scrunching up with joy.

“Just flood me with all your cum, Futa-Spirit!” gasped the cutie as she plunged her hot cunt down my futa-cock. “Oh, oh, I am so ready to be filled with you!”

“Just cum!” I groaned.

She plunged her cunt down my cock and squealed out in delight. Her hot pussy went wild around my clit-dick. I savored the eighteen-year-old’s silky snatch spasming around my futa-rod. The ache surged at the tip of my cock, my ovaries ready to burst.

“Oh, yes!” I gasped. “That’s it! Fuck!”

I erupted.

My cum flooded Miss Fucktoy’s pussy. I used her the way she loved to be used. I filled her cunt up with my spunk. The heat shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I was in heaven. The heat of this moment swept through me. It was an incredible thrill.

I gasped and moaned through my ecstasy. I squealed out in delight, my eyes squeezing shut as I dumped blast after blast of my cum into her pussy. I filled her up with all my cum. All that amazing jizz shot out of my cock.

“Futa-Spirit’s cum!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, so much girl-jizz!”

I dumped my load into her twat and reveled in this moment. It was so good. I dumped it all into her. She groaned, milking me dry. I felt that wonderful delight. I flooded her with all that cum. I panted and noticed Madonna was sliding her cunt down that icy cock.

Time to enjoy her mouth.

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Madonna Powers

I shuddered at the numbing chill around my pussy. I hoped this worked. My plan to have Adela suppress Futa-Spirit with the cum I left in her pussy had failed.

Another futa-superheroine? Ms. HuCow? What was going on?

No time for answers as I moaned. My next plan: wake up my wife. I had to get her back in the fight. Hopefully, I could melt the ice around her cock with my pussy. I shuddered, though. The cold numbed my pussy and…

Made it feel more sensitive.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I took all of that cock. She was even thicker with that half-inch of ice around her. “Oh, fuck, that’s thick.”

“Size queen, Madonna,” giggled Adela as she hopped off Futa-Spirit’s girl-dick.

I would have to punish Futa-Spirit quite severely for this. Betraying me was not what I expected. Something happened, though. I gave some of my dominion to the Futa Ice Queen as part of faking being her MILF.

Now…

Could I get it back?

That was tomorrow’s problem. Today, I had to get my wife back in the game.

I rocked forward, sliding my numb pussy up that icy cock. I groaned in delight, my big boobs jiggling. Futa-Spirit appeared before me, her wet futa-dick nuzzling into my mouth. I groaned and swallowed her, tasting my daughter’s tart pussy cream.

I groaned around that futa-dick, loving the taste of her pussy. I suckled hard on her, swirling my tongue around her girl-cock as I rocked back. I slid my lips down her clit-rod as my pussy engulfed my wife’s big shaft.

I squealed.

“Ooh, that’s so good,” the redheaded traitor moaned. Her small breasts, covered in black and silver body paint, quivered. “Yes!”

I suckled hard on her, nursing on that big futa-dick. I had become such a slut for cocks. I could not help myself. I just slurped on that big dick as I worked my pussy up and down that thick shaft. It was a wild moment. I loved it.

My pussy gripped my wife’s frozen futa-cock. It was a magical moment. My eyes rolled back in my head as I plunged my cunt down her girl-dick. I rocked forward, sliding up her and engulfing more of Futa-Spirit’s shaft.

“Oh, Madonna,” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good!”

She wasn’t wearing her cat ears or butt plug tail. I would have to really spank her.

I suckled hard on her futa-dick. I nursed on her as I worked my pussy up and down that icy cock. Juices ran down my legs. More than usual. I was so wet. Was I melting the ice around her futa-dick? My cunt wasn’t so numb at all.

Please, please, let this work.

I suckled hard on Futa-Spirit’s girl-dick. I swirled my tongue around her futa-cock, the tart flavor of Adela’s pussy fading. I moaned around that cock, nursing with passion. I rocked back and forth, sliding up and down my wife’s icy clit-dick.

Was she as thick?

More water and pussy cream ran out of my cunt. I groaned in delight, gripping a shaft that wasn’t so slippery now. No ice remained around her girl-dick. That was futa-dick I felt. Elation swept through me.

Hope.

I plunged back down that big shaft and burst in delight. My pussy writhed around her girl-cock. I moaned in delight, stimulating her. She had to feel my pussy nursing on her big clit-rod as I suckled on Futa-Spirit’s clit-rod.

“Mrs. Powers!” gasped Futa-Spirit.

She erupted.

Her hot cum jetted into my mouth. I savored that thick and salty jizz. I gulped it down as she erupted again and again. She flooded my mouth with more of her spunk. It was an incredible thrill to just have it pumping into my mouth.

I loved it so much.

My eyes squeezed shut as the cum poured down my throat. It was a beautiful moment. She groaned, spurting into my mouth with everything that she had. I loved it. I reveled in that wonderful cum flooding down my throat.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, that’s so good! That’s amazing!”

I swallowed her cum, savoring it as something else happened. My wife’s cock spurted cum.

Hot jizz jetted into my greedy snatch. My orgasm intensified, more waves of delight sweeping through me. I would free her from the icy prison. I gulped down cum and milked that big dick. My mind drowned in ecstasy.

“So amazing!” gasped Futa-Spirit. “You’re such a slut, Madonna! Yes, yes, serving the Futa Ice Queen is the best!”

I just moaned around her girl-cock as that jizz pumped into my pussy. I loved all that futa-spunk splashing against my cervix. I shuddered through my orgasm, my tits swaying back and forth. My toes curled with delight.

It was a fabulous rush. My eyes squeezed shut as all that spunk erupted into me. I swallowed every drop of the Futa-Spirit’s—the naughty Hannah’s—girl jizz. It poured down my throat as my wife unloaded all her futa-spunk into me.

She filled me up with her wonderful spunk. It was an incredible rush to have all that jizz in me. I trembled through my orgasm as Futa-Spirit erupted one last time. She fired all that spunk into me. It was such a hopeful thing.

A glorious moment as my orgasm peaked in me.

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Mrs. Angela Powers

Pleasure shot through me.

Ecstasy that slammed me out of this numb sleep. I opened my eyes to see ice. I felt a pussy writhing around me. I was stuck. Trapped. I felt so weak, every bit of me drained of power, but that delight coming from my pussy.

This… feminine energy warmed me up.

I could see Futa-Spirit through the ice panting, in her uniform. I had been with her when this cold had engulfed me. I couldn’t see whose pussy I was in, but… I knew that cunt. It was my wife’s twat. What was going on?

“Mmm, it’s so hot that the Futa Ice Queen has made your wife into a statue, Madonna,” cooed Futa-Spirit.

Madonna? Not Mrs. Domme?

Where were her cat ears? I hadn’t noticed those were missing when I blew her.

Did that she mean she had gone evil again?

My wife purred, “Yes, yes, you’ve broken free and are serving a supervillainess again.”

“I always was a supervillainess,” Hannah said with such pride. “Futa-Spirit will become so rich!”

Anger flashed through me. My eyes grew hot. The ice around my face melted. Futa-Spirit vanished as my heat vision struck the wall behind her, melting the ice that encased my entire house. I gasped and flexed my muscles.

Ice exploded from me.

“Angela!” gasped my wife as she pulled off me. “She—”

Futa-Spirit seized my wife and carried her up the stairs at super speed. I could barely track her. That was the problem with Futa-Spirit. She was fast and could go invisible. She vanished as she went up the stairs.

And there was this new enemy. I looked around my house. I had to—

A blow struck me from behind. I grunted and spun around. Another hit me in the back again. Futa-Spirit, but she was invisible. She moved around the frozen house with skill. She struck me in the leg. The stomach. She pummeled me from every side.

I grunted against the pain. She used her super-speed to hit me this hard. Momentum. I had to counter it. How? I needed to see her. I need something to fill the air like…

Steam.

I focused my vision on the house, spreading out the heat. It wasn’t a pinpoint beam, but a wide spread of heat. I hit the ice everywhere. It flashed water, turning into vapor with the temperature difference. It eddied and rippled around…

Futa-Spirit.

I spun and thrust out my arm for her, she ducked beneath it, moving so fast. I could hardly keep up with her. I turned, but she was already behind me, the vapor swirling through the air. I had to go faster. No, smarter.

Using my vision in this way was new. Spreading it into a cone. I hadn’t thought of it before, but it made sense. My vision was wider than just two points. Already, the vapor was vanishing, condensing into water on all the surfaces. Drops fell.

I spread out my heat vision and sent it into an arc at her.

She gasped as the temperature hit her. Not enough to hurt her, but enough to make her stumble. She flinched from it, like taking a blast from an oven in the face. I rushed at her as she tumbled on the ground so fast. She struck the couch.

Then she was back up on her feet. I reached for her.

She ducked and rushed past me.

“Mrs. Futa!” squealed Adela as she was peering out of the kitchen.

I intensified my heat vision. I had so much power. All those men I fucked had empowered me. I hit Futa-Spirit again. She gasped, falling on her way to the door. I grabbed a lamp and threw it at her as hard as I could.

It flew through the air almost as fast as she did. She struggled to get up. The lamp hit her in the head.

She collapsed, still invisible, but the lamp was on her. I rushed at her and seized her invisible body. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her up. She groaned and gasped. She slammed her head back into mine.

She didn’t even break my nose.

“Fuck!” she gasped as I held her.

“My, my, you’ve betrayed me for this Futa Ice Queen?” I asked.

“My fault,” Madonna said as she came down the stairs throwing a shoe lacing to the side. “Luckily, she’s bad at tying knots.”

“Your fault?” I asked.

“I had to pretend to serve the Futa Ice Queen and…” Madonna looked sheepish. “I super-powered her. So whatever I used to dominate Futa-Spirit and turn her into my kitten was passed onto the Futa Ice Queen.”

“I am hers!” Futa-Spirit gasped, kicking. Fast. She went into super-speed.

I slammed her down on her belly and said, “She doesn’t have super strength. Let’s get something to tie her up.”

Madonna rushed to the garage as Adela darted in. She clapped her hands in delight. “Ms. HuCow is fighting with the Futa Ice Queen and I hear the cops are here.”

Sirens were crying out about a block away. I could hear what was going on and… All I heard were women moaning and gasping for pleasure. My futa-dick throbbed with delight. I wanted to get over there and help them out.

“I don’t think that they’re on our side,” I said. “I don’t hear Ms. HuCow, either?”

“No,” gasped Adela.

Futa-Spirit vibrated in my grip. I frowned at her. What was she doing? She was buzzing. I struggled to hold her, but my fingers went numb. Then she just sort of… popped through the floor and out of my grasp. She fell into the basement.

I gaped at it.

“She vibrated her atoms so fast, she phased through objects,” Adela gasped. “The Flash can do that.”

“That awful show on CW you love?” I asked.

“It’s amazing!” Adela said. “He’s a speedster, too. Oh, no!”

I heard the Futa Ice Queen shout in fury as Madonna came back into the room with rope. I rose to my feet and stared out the door. She had sucker punched me—or the freezing equivalent of it. It was time to deliver Truth and Justice to the Futa Ice Queen.

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Nikki Harbor

My girlfriend was perfect, encased in ice, her beauty preserved forever.

With such big tits. Ooh, I loved her breasts. The cops were masturbating furiously nearby. Dozens of them, all women now. My ice spread. The blizzard howled around me. I felt so strong. Empowered by having sex with a man.

How wild was that?

Futa-Spirit appeared before Ms. HuCow, a look of panic on her face. Her red hair swirled in the snowy wind around her shoulders. “She’s free!”

“She?” I asked.

She pointed and vanished.

I turned on my column of ice to see a red and blue streak hurtling at me. Mrs. Futa was free. A wave of panic shot through me. I surged my column upward, out of the reach of her arc. She jumped all the way from her house, shouting, blonde hair flying.

She struck my column. My pedestal lurched to the side. I gasped as I fell to the ground. Me. A queen. It was humiliating. I exhaled icy breath, sculpting a ramp. I slid down it and across the snowy street. I came to rest against a cop car.

“You would dare to challenge a queen?” I demanded. My entire body trembled as I surged upward on the ice. “Kneel before me, Mrs. Futa, for that is where you belong!”

“Never!” she hissed in defiance, marching out before with no fear. She was such a gorgeous woman. A MILF. I loved MILFs so much. Her red and blue leotard painted over her perfect body made me so wet. Big tits. Curvy hips. Her blonde hair spilled around her shoulders. “I serve only Truth and Justice! Not a tyrant like you.”

“Tyrant?” I smiled at those words, my arms stretching out. Ice surge toward her. “Yes, yes, the Tyrantess of Winter, the Futa Ice Queen! I shall engulf the world in ice, and all shall love me for preserving the beauty of this world! Nothing will age! All MILFs will remain hot. Their tits won’t stag! They’ll have lovely knockers forever! I’ll preserve yours, too!”

I swept my arms forward and sent the walls of ice rushing toward her like frothy waves pounding against the shore during a winter storm. Her eyes flashed with red. The ice melted into real waves that washed around her, washing away from of her body paint.

She jumped, hurtling at me. I gasped at that and exhaled at her.

Icicles surged at her, sharp and deadly. Her eyes flashed with red. They melted, turning into water that slammed into her body and burst off her tits, washing away more of the body paint. One of the icicles escaped her eyes and struck one of her perfect breasts.

The icicle shattered and bounced off her tit, hardly causing it to ripple.

Fear washed through me. She was almost on me. She—

I blinked as I was no longer in the same spot. I watched Mrs. Futa crashing into my ice and bursting through it. She landed on the other side with the masturbating cops, her head whipping around to stare at me.

“Futa-Spirit, my wife is going to spank you so hard once you come back to your senses!” roared Mrs. Futa.

“I am the Futa Ice Queen’s,” Futa-Spirit said. She stood right beside me though I couldn’t see her. She had… saved me?

Such a loyal servant.

Mrs. Futa launched herself at me, rage on her face. I shifted to the side, saved by Futa-Spirit once again. She landed as I drew in a breath and sent a freezing wind at her. Her eyes flashed with red. Twin beams shot through it, but there was nothing physical to melt.

I just focused on her, exhaling my frozen breath. Her hair whipped in the wind. Ice formed in her hair as it fluttered in the wind behind her. More ice built on her nipples, gathering over her nubs and on her futa-dick.

She ducked low, crouching into a ball. She roared and jumped forward, flying into my frozen breath. I exhaled harder, holding my sides as a powerful gale emerged from my mouth, whipping snow at Mrs. Futa.

Her momentum canceled out. She looked frozen in the air as she hurtled against my wind.

“TRUTH AND JUSTICE!” she roared.

I kept exhaling. The balance tip. Mrs. Futa flew back from me. She hit the ground, rolling. I wanted to laugh, but I had to keep exhaling. So I advanced on her, skating on the ice. My storm slammed her through a hedge and across a snowy lawn. She hit a house, pinned to the side of the wall.

Ice grew on her.

I had her. I advanced, exhaling to freeze her once again. This time, I would encase her in so much ice, she wouldn’t escape. My futa-dick throbbed so hard. I would imprison her and fuck her wife once again.

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Mrs. Angela Powers

The cold assaulted me.

It was so hard to escape. It sapped my strength from me, numbing my muscles. It crept over my body, my cock already covered in ice. I had to do something, or she would imprison me again. I was pinned against the wall.

I shot out heat beams blind into the blizzard. I couldn’t see her, just white.

The wind shifted. Futa-Spirit was protecting her.

My teeth chattered. I was stuck against a wall. A house. There was a house behind me. I slammed the back of my head into the wall and shattered through the siding and insulation. I did it again, bursting through the wall and falling into a living room. Immediately, I rolled to the side.

The blizzard swept into the room, but I was shielded. I gasped and scrambled to my feet. She would be advancing. I knew this house. The Chandlers’ house. I rushed around the couch and darted into the kitchen. I crashed through their backdoor into their backyard.

The storm howled behind me. I jumped low, just clearing a fence. I rolled on the other side and darted into another house. The Merchants. I moved through it, keeping it low so I wouldn’t be seen. The interior wasn’t covered in ice like the outside.

I had to move with care. I headed upstairs. They had a balcony off their bedroom. A little patio that would give me a place to strike from. The Futa Ice Queen roared in fury. She would be searching for me. I would be ready to—

Movement blurred to my right. I turned my head and spotted Futa-Spirit.

She smiled at me, shaking her head. “Found you. I’ve been searching for a while.”

I lunged for her, but she winked at me, turned, and darted out of the hallway to tattle on me. I scrambled toward the balcony and jumped, landing on the roof of it. Water dripped down my body, the ice melting from me.

I had to do something about this ice.

I focused my heat vision and struck the roof I stood on. Steam burst around me. The vapor rose in the air as I freed this house from the ice. The mist rippled out from here. I swept my vision across the street, melting the ice, freeing this place from winter.

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Madonna Powers

“Is there anything we can do?” asked Adela.

I closed my eyes. I had held off returning to a man. I normally didn’t. As much as being a woman felt right at the time, I was a man. Now… Now I had to return. My cum would be helpful. So I flowed. I grew bigger. Stronger.

I growled, my voice growing deeper. My cock appeared, thrusting out hard before me. I had doubled in size since the first time, my rod as big as the futas. I felt strong. I breathed in slowly as my daughter grinned at me.

“Love this cock, Daddy,” she said. “Ooh, ooh, I want to fuck it.”

“Not now,” I said and marched out into the winter.

Steam burst down the streets. I ignored the masturbating MILFs. Nikki’s parents, Mrs. Glass, and the neighbors were all writhing in passion. They lay on the snow, but my wife was doing something. The thick fog washed warm over me.

I marched into it, ready to stop this madness from continuing.

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Hannah Glass

The steam was thick. I couldn’t see much at all.

“How is she doing this?” demanded the Futa Ice Queen.

“She’s been powered up,” I said. “With cum. She’s a whore. She loves fucking men. That’s how she turns men into women.”

“Disgusting,” hissed Futa Ice Queen. “She actually… fucks men willingly. She’s a futa.”

“Yeah,” I said, remembering Mr. Powers’s big dick. How it… it… No, no, I wasn’t tamed by him any longer. “The best cum comes from her husband. I’m surprised he’s not returned to being a man. He never stays as a woman long.”

The Futa Ice Queen trembled, her futa-dick throbbing. “Find him!”

I dashed through the fog back to the house. I didn’t expect to find Mr. Powers but Madonna, and yet there he was. That big, strong, dominating man. For a moment, I remembered the way he spanked me. I suddenly didn’t want to be a futa.

It was like… like…

I wanted to return to what I was before I gained these powers.

I shook my head. No, no, that couldn’t be the appeal of Mr. Powers. It was just… the energy found in his cum. That was it. He could make me even stronger if I just… let my futa-dick shrink. I did. I let it vanish along with the body paint.

I was just a naked girl moving a super-speed. Adela was nearby, gazing at her father with pure lust in her eyes. At his cock. He was massive. He seemed even bigger than before. Finally rivaling a futa’s rod. My pussy melted.

I had to have him in me.

I moved to him and jumped onto him. He had no idea I was here. He wouldn’t know until I slid down that cock. I was supposed to bring him to the Futa Ice Queen, but she could wait, right? I just needed to slide down him.

It would be amazing.

I pressed my pussy against his cock. I shuddered at that. I slid up him, my clit throbbing against his flesh. I whimpered in delight, loving this moment so much. I reached the pinnacle of his cock, my little titties jiggling.

“Mmm, you’re going to love this, Mr. Powers,” I moaned and slid my pussy down his cock. I enjoyed devouring his cock. I whimpered in delight as I took him to the hilt. “Yes, yes, you’re in my tight pussy. You’ll power me up!”

I had his huge dick in me. It was so glorious. I was in heaven here. I smiled from ear to ear.

I leaned back, my thighs wrapped around his waist. My pussy clamped down on him as I quivered there. I moved his hands to grip my waist and support me. I smiled in delight as I allowed time to speed up to normal.

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Adam Powers

“Well, should I fuck you to power up Mommy?” asked my daughter.

“We don’t have time for that,” I said. Steam billowed down the street. “I have to go for the Futa Ice Queen. She’ll—”

I staggered as my balance shifted. I gasped, squeezing something warm. I gasped as my cock was engulfed in hot pussy. Futa-Spirit—that treacherous Hannah—was impaled on my dick. She smiled up at me, naked and quivering. Her red hair fell to the frozen floor. Her small breasts quivered as she clamped her twat down on me.

“Fuck!” I gasped.

“Holy shit!” Adela gasped. “She’s here!”

“Oh, oh, you’re back to being a man, Mr. Powers!” whimpered Futa-Spirit.

I growled and shot my left hand to her nipple. I pinched it. Hard. “You little slut! You come crawling back to me. You know what to call me!”

“I’m the Futa Ice Queen’s!” she moaned. “She owns me! You gave me to her! Now, power me up to beat your wife, Mr. Powers!” She laughed, her hips wiggling. She stirred her cunt around my cock. “Oh, oh, you’re so well named. You’re a battery charger! Your cum is what I need! Give it to me!”

I arched an eyebrow at her.

She gripped my hips and slid her pussy up my cock. I groaned at how great it felt. Pleasure rippled down my shaft. I growled at the feel of her silky snatch massaging my rod. She plunged back down me, her small titties jiggling.

Hannah worked up and down me, gasping out in delight. She gripped my cock with her hot flesh. I arched an eyebrow at her. She just smirked and moved faster. She slid up and down me with speed. More than a normal woman could.

“Fuck,” I groaned as her pussy moved so fast up and down my body, her hips became a blur. “Goddamn, Hannah!”

“Mmm, super-fast pussy,” she moaned. “You feel me over your entire cock. Sliding up and down so fast, it all becomes a blur of delicious sensations!”

I staggered. She was right. It was impossible to resist this. I would be dumping my cum into her cunt. I grunted as she massaged me. My nuts tightened as she moaned, her back arching. I would dump my load into her.

“Fucking treacherous slut!” I growled.

“Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Powers!” she moaned with such glee. “Power me up!”

I groaned as that hot cunt massaged me so thoroughly. It was so different from fucking a cunt or having a woman ride me. My nuts tightened at the constant stimulation of my entire shaft, especially at the tip.

Her pussy was incredible. Hannah moaned as she did this, this smirk on her lips. She was trying to steal my cum. She wanted it. I growled with anger, my nuts tightening. I wanted to stop this, but it was too much stimulation.

And the little bitch knew it.

“Yes, yes, I’m going to steal it!” moaned Futa-Spirit. “I love stealing things!”

“You were my slave!” I growled. “You submitted!”

“And now I submit to her!” she cooed. “Oh, oh, yes, yes, that’s so good. Ooh, your cock is so big. I love feeling it in my pussy. Just sliding up and down you!”

Her green eyes sparkled as she massaged me. She slid that hot cunt up and down me so fast, abusing her superpower. I couldn’t stop this. I couldn’t do anything but dump my load into her. That was it. I was helpless.

“Shit,” I groaned as the pressure built.”

“It’s mine,” she purred, grinning at me like a smug bitch. “All mine!”

She plunged her cunt down my cock and slid up me all at the same instance. Her pussy engulfed me. Squeezed about me. Stimulated the crown of my dick. It was too much. I couldn’t hold back as much as I wanted.

“Fuck!” I grunted and erupted.

My jizz and my anger flooded her pussy.

She gasped and stopped riding me. Her back arched as her pussy went wild around my cock. She squealed out her orgasm as she came on me. My jizz triggered it. I pumped her full of my spunk. I gripped her hips, savoring her snatch spasming around me.

I angrily dumped my load into her cunt. The bitch betrayed me. She should be mine. She convulsed around me, suckling at me. I snarled out my pleasure, stars flashing across my vision. She squealed in delight. More steam poured into the house. I hadn’t lasted long. I could hear shouting.

The fight had begun.

I grunted, erupting one last time into her cunt. She trembled there, her eyes rolling back in her head. She quivered there, her eyes widening. Then she shook her head. Something was happening to her. Her thighs relaxed. She fell to the floor and convulsed.

“Daddy?” whimpered Adela as we stared at the convulsing Hannah. “What did you do to her?”

“I don’t know,” I growled.

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Nikki Harbor

The mist flowed around me. So warm.

She destroyed my winter paradise. I sent a swirl of winter surging behind me to the cops. To the masturbating whores. They all gasped as they felt their mistress’s summons. They rushed up to me, forming around me.

Women with cums and tasers and nightsticks.

“Find her and kill her!” I roared and charged into the mist.

My army followed.

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Virginia Powers

The cold gripped me.

Held me.

But my thoughts… My thoughts held my tits. They squeezed. My milk flowed hot, assaulting the cold. Nikki filled my mind. I had to save her. I had to rescue her from this madness. The meteorite had poisoned her with superpowers.

With hubris.

To be continued…

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