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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Female, Male/Female/Hermaphrodite, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Double Penetration, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Interracial, Spanking, Superhero

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Click here for The Supervillainess’s Flaming Futa Passion, Chapter 5.

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Kendra West

With that much cum in her, Miss Fucktoy was already glowing, her hair burning. But she needed more.

She wiggled at that cute ass at me. It was begging to be fucked. To have my cock ram into her. My girl-dick throbbed at the sight. I pressed my cock in between her butt-cheeks to do just that. To ravish her. I gripped her hips and thrust.

“Ooh, ooh, yes!” Miss Fucktoy squealed as my cock drilled against her backdoor. “That’s so good. Just bugger me! Ooh, ooh, bugger me so hard! I want that big cock ramming into my anal sheath. Fill me with your cum!”

“Such an insatiable slut,” I groaned. I had teleported away from the fight with the futa-superheroines at the church. I should have gotten away clean, but I found her suddenly impaled on my cock.

Then she suppressed my power. I didn’t know how. Something to do with that cum in her pussy.

That yummy, tasty male cum.

But my powers came back, and I would make Miss Fucktoy into my flameslut. My Fiery Fucktoy. She would belong to me. I savored that thought as I pushed and pushed on her asshole. Her anal ring stretched and stretched before me until…

“Yes!” she squealed, her anal ring widening to take my cock. “Ooh, ooh, Lady Futaflame!”

I popped into her bowels. Her velvety anal sheath devoured my cock.

“That’s so good!” she moaned, her burning hair tossing. She flashed me a smile, her face glowing with the fire burning through her veins. “You’re so amazing! Fuck my asshole so hard! I want your cum! I need it!”

“Dirty whore!” I groaned as I bottomed out in her velvety asshole.

“Yep!” She grinned at me. Her eyes sparkled with fire. She tossed her head, her burning hair flying. “Fuck me so hard! I’m your Fucktoy, Lady Futaflame! Use me as a cum-dumpster.”

How could I say no to that?

I gripped her hips and drew back my cock. I savored how her anal sheath gripped my dick. She held me tight. It felt so good to have her massaging me like that. I groaned as I buried back into her asshole. I plunged to the hilt in her anal sheath. I gasped in delight, pumping away at her bowels.

I fucked her so hard.

I pounded her anal sheath with passion. It felt so good to plow into her bowels. I fucked her with force. I buried into her with such hard thrusts. It was just so good to pound her like that. To fuck her with all that I had. A big smile spread on my lips.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, pumping away at her bowels. “Oh, you dirty girl! You fucking dirty whore!”

“Yes, Lady Futaflame!” Miss Fucktoy moaned, her small body trembling. “Pound me!”

I pumped away at her with hard strokes. I enjoyed the warmth of her asshole around my dick. She squeezed down on me. I felt dizzy with delight as I buried into her bowels. It was so good. So amazing. I slammed into her anal sheath again and again.

I fucked her with force. Her hot asshole gripped me. The need to cum in her bowels built and built with my every thrust into the cutie’s anal sheath. She moaned, wriggling her hips. She stirred her bowels around my cock.

“Shit!” I groaned.

“I know,” she cooed. “Ooh, ooh, you like fucking my tight asshole, don’t you?”

“I do,” I panted, hammering her bowels, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. “Oh, that’s so good!”

“It is!” she moaned, squeezing down on me. “Keep fucking me. That’s so good! I love it! I love it so much!”

I hammered her, wanting to feel her cumming around me. I craved it so much as I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her asshole. She whimpered, her bowels gripping my dick. She felt incredible around me.

I buried into her so hard, enjoying the grip of her asshole around my dick. The pressure built and built at the tip of my dick. I loved it. I smiled from ear to ear as I buried into her bowels. I fucked her with such passion.

“Lady Futaflame!” she squealed.

Her asshole spasmed around my cock, sucking at me. Begging for my flaming jizz. I pumped away at her spasming bowels, savoring the velvety massage. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I could not wait to erupt into her.

“You are mine!” I moaned and buried into her spasming anal sheath. “Yes!”

I erupted.

The pleasure exploded through me. My pussy spasmed as my cock unloaded flaming futa-jizz into her bowels. I fed her more of my fire. She gasped in delight, blazing hotter. Flames burst across her body as she howled in ecstasy.

“This is so amazing!” she cried out as her asshole milked my cock. “Yes!”

I groaned in delight, dumping my cum into her bowels. I pumped her full of my jizz. Sparks flashed across my vision as I pumped more and more blasts of my spunk into her bowels. It felt so good to dump my load into her.

I swayed there, feeling so amazing. It was a wonderful moment. The pleasure washed through me. I groaned, dumping my load into her bowels. I filled her up as she burned. My new flameslut. She would fight the futa-superheroines for me.

“We shall spread fire everywhere!” I groaned.

“No, no, let’s spread orgasm!” Miss Fucktoy moaned, her entire body made of roiling flames. She milked my cock dry. “Yay!” She ripped her asshole off my cock and spun around. “Mmm, let me suck you clean, Lady Futaflame!”

The cutie engulfed my cock.

I groaned as she suckled on my dirty futa-dick. She bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. I groaned as she did that. It felt so good to have her suckling on my cock. I smiled from ear to ear, reveling in the way she blew me. She suckled hard on me.

I moaned, my boobs jiggling as she bobbed her head. Her fire burned around my cock. It was so amazing to be blown by the transformed Miss Fucktoy. She was Flaming Fucktoy now. She polished my futa-dick, loving me so much.

“You’re amazing,” I groaned.

She winked at me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “You’re so amazing!”

She suckled hard on me. She nursed with all that she had on my dick. It was such a great moment to have her blowing me. She swirled her tongue around my dick. I enjoyed how she blew me. It was a wondrous rush.

The cutie polished my cock. My pussy clenched, juices dripping down my thighs. My ovaries tightened with the need to cum in her mouth. She wiggled her hips back and forth. She winked up at me as she loved me.

It was an incredible moment to have her blowing me. I stroked my hand through her flames. She was solid beneath the fire. It was so wild. She suckled so hard on me. I groaned in delight as she worshiped me.

“Flaming Fucktoy!” I groaned. The White girl had become such a fiery beauty. “Yes!”

She suckled and slurped on me, her flames dancing around my hands. The warmth of her spread down my futa-dick to my pussy. My cunt clenched as she drove me wild with her mouth. I shuddered in delight.

She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. She blew me with such passion. It was incredible to have her suckling on my dick like that. I groaned, my cunt clenching. Her burning hands caressed my thighs.

Then she slid up to my shaved pussy.

“You little burning whore!” I moaned. “Flaming Fucktoy! Yes, yes, finger my cunt!”

She suckled hard on my futa-dick and plunged her burning digits into my snatch.

I shuddered at the warmth of her digits in me. They felt so good. I shuddered, clamping my cunt down on them. She worked them in and out of my twat. It was so good to have her doing that. I swayed there, loving the feel of her fingers caressing me.

She buried them. Into my depths and pulled them back out again. Over and over, she did that. It was amazing to have her doing that to me. I groaned, my cunt clamping down on her digits. She worked them in and out of my twat as she swirled her tongue around my clit.

“Oh, yes,” I groaned. “You want that fuel! My futa-cum!”

Flaming Fucktoy moaned around my cock, her burning eyes begging for my girl-jizz.

She suckled hard on my futa-cock, bobbing her head. Her blazing fingers warmed up my cunt as they twisted about in me. My ovaries tightened with the need to cum in her mouth. To just erupt with all my cum. It would be incredible.

She felt so good suckling on me. Just so amazing. I moaned, my face twisting with the delight of this moment. I rose swiftly to my orgasm. I hurtled toward that excellent moment when I would cum so hard and fast.

“You dirty, flaming whore!” I moaned. “Oh, oh, yes, I love that!”

She winked at me.

She suckled hard on my girl-dick with that hot mouth. I groaned, my head tossing back and forth as I enjoyed what she did to me. She blew me with all that passion. It was an incredible moment. My heart pounded in my chest.

Her tongue caressed the crown of my futa-dick as her fingers curled in my pussy. Those burning digits stroked the top of my snatch. She found this spot. This amazing spot where pleasure just exploded from. I squealed out, throwing back my head.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I gasped. “You burning whore! Flaming Fucktoy!”

I detonated.

My futa-cum jetted into her mouth while my pussy spasmed around her fingers. Rapture swept through my body. I gasped out with delight. The heat swept through me. I groaned, savoring that heat washing through my flesh. It was incredible.

“You burning whore!” I squealed.

She gulped down my futa-cum with such glee. She blazed hotter as she slurped it down. She would fight at my side against those oppressive, White futa-superheroine bitches. They would all serve me. All the world would be transformed by my fire.

“Everything and everyone will burn for me!” I cried out, my boobs heaving as I dumped more and more of my cum into that sucking mouth.

She popped her mouth off my girl-dick and moaned, “Ooh, ooh, I love burning for futas! I love being all their fucktoys.”

“You’re my fucktoy,” I hissed.

“I’m everyone’s fucktoy,” she said, smiling up at me. “That’s why I’m Miss Fucktoy! Ooh, ooh, it’s so wonderful being a fucktoy. You should try it out! I burn so hot!”

I scowled at her, my flames burning hot. “You are mine bitch! MINE!”

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Mrs. Angela Powers

The former flameslut, a Black hottie named Dillon, darted down the road. She said we weren’t far from Lady Futaflame’s home. Just a few blocks. I darted after her, running. My big boobs bounced, and my futa-dick flopped. My cum ran out of Dillon’s pussy.

I loved the sight of my pearly spunk spilling down her thigh. It was just so hot.

My husband, Adam, ran on the other side. We had spit-roasted Dillon to return her to being a normal girl and not one of Lady Futaflame’s minions. Christie ran behind us, our gender-swapped daughter racing to keep up. Floating through the air was our oldest daughter, Ms. HuCow. She wore her black and white body paint, her huge tits jiggling as she used her mind to fly.

It was a remarkable power.

“I can’t believe Futa Ice Bitch is still distracted by all those firewhores,” said Ms. HuCow. That was her girlfriend.”

“She’s distracting them,” I said.

“By getting caught up in fucking them,” growled my husband. Adam was a fit man with a huge dick. “I’ll have to spank her later.”

I shuddered. He could spank me hard enough that I felt it. Not much, but enough to sting. I could take a bullet to the tit and not be hurt, so that was saying something. My husband was just such a mighty man. I was glad to be his.

So happy to be his wife. And her wife. She could become Madonna, transforming from a man into a woman and back again. It was some offshoot of my own power. Ms. HuCow had a scientific way to explain it.

Something about reality having laws or something. I don’t know. It was complicated.

We were running through a residential neighborhood called Hilltop in Tacoma. The houses were all old and small. Built in the fifties after WWII. One-story bungalows with the occasional two-story. Small lawns. Many of them were on fire, women who were spreading the flames for futa-supervillainess were everywhere.

They were all so sexy.

Many of them were having sex. Women who ground cunts together or sixty-nined. The flames turned any man into a woman. We just kept running past them. Lady Futaflame had Miss Fucktoy, our youngest daughter.

We had to protect her.

We reached a house with faded, green paint. Panting, Dillon pointed inside. “That’s her house. She grew up in it. Owns it now that her mom passed and her dad’s in jail.”

“Right,” I said and leaped over the chain-link fence. I rushed to the door and flung it open.

I marched down the hallway, hearing a woman shouting. I ran into a bedroom to find Lady Futaflame standing before a woman made of fire. Lady Futaflame was ranting about how she owned someone. She was a Black futa with red and yellow body paint over a nice figure. A thick afro gave her a sexy, Nubian vibe.

Like one of those hot guardian women from Black Panther.

“YOU!” Lady Futaflame snarled at the sight of me.

Flames slammed into me. I gasped as the force of the fire flung me back. The heat washed over me. I crashed into my husband. He held me tight. I blinked as another volley of fireballs streaked at us. They hit me in the tits and detonated.

The walls shook.

Windows rattled.

I gasped as the force flung both my husband and me back. We crashed into the living room and rolled on the floor. I blinked and gained my feet as Lady Futaflame shot down the hallway, flames firing from her feet, and slammed into me.

I braced myself for the impact.

The futa-supervillainess slammed into my tits and bounced off. She crashed to the ground and rolled onto her feet. She shook her head from the impact. Fire spilled down her arms to her fingers. The flames added highlights to her glorious afro.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!” she screeched. “THIS IS MY CASTLE! I AM THE QUEEN HERE!”

I fired off my heat vision at her. I struck her in the tits. She gasped as the force pushed her back. The body paint she wore melted over her round breasts, drops clinging to her nipples. She glanced down at them then back at me.

Fire shot at me.

I took the flames, my husband behind me. The fire rolled over my flesh. It was warm and delicious. I savored the feel of her fire caressing me. A shiver raced over my body as the flames wore off. I lunged at her.

She vanished in a burst of fire. I crashed into the shelf behind her, breaking it. I spun around to find her on the other side of the living room. Adam rose to his feet. Her eyes fell on him. On his big dick.

“YOU BROUGHT A MAN INTO MY CASTLE!” howled Lady Futaflame. Her eyes burned. She thrust her hands out before her. “BURN IN FUCKING HELL, BITCH!”

A stream of flames struck me. I gasped at the force of the fire. The heat washed over me. I held my ground, my body paint melting off me. I didn’t care. I tried to push through it. The air roiled. The carpet flashed into flames. The walls caught alight.

“Wow, this is wild,” said a burning girl who walked out of the hallway. “Hey, Mrs. Futa.”

“Miss Fucktoy?” I groaned as the beam of heat hit me.

“Yeah, she turned me into a burning woman. Isn’t that neat?”

I didn’t have time to discuss it. Where was Ms. HuCow? I could use her milk. The heat was spreading. The couch burst into flames. Adam was pinned against the wall, flinching from the heat. I had to save him. I had to protect my husband.

The wall behind him suddenly burst apart. The kitchen was revealed. Ms. HuCow hovered in there, the fragments of the wall crashing to the floor around her. Suddenly, Adam was yanked back from the heat, milk splashing his body and washing over him. Lady Futaflame hadn’t noticed yet.

“Need some help, Mrs. Futa?” asked the burning Miss Fucktoy.

“Yes,” I said to my daughter.

She grinned and jumped into the heat beam. It hit her and rippled her fire. She laughed like it tickled her. I was free to dodge around her and leap at Lady Futaflame. She glared at me and vanished in a burst of fire.

I landed before a burning recliner. I spun around to find her standing by Miss Fucktoy. “You fucking little traitor! You are MINE!”

“I’m everyone’s fucktoy!” my daughter said, her body rippling.

Lady Futaflame grabbed Miss Fucktoy by the throat and drew on the fire. The flames rolled down her arms. Miss Fucktoy gasped, her fire dimming. Her skin appeared, red hot, but the glow was fading as the fire swirled around Lady Futaflame’s arms.

“Hey!” I screamed, realizing once the fire was gone, Miss Fucktoy would be burned. I darted at Lady Futaflame. “LET HER GO!”

Lady Futaflame channeled that fire into me. It struck me in the face. The blow threw me off my feet. I hit the ground, landing on the burning carpet. The heat blasted me back as my daughter whimpered. She was in danger.

The flames pinned me to the ground. The force of the heat pushed me back as I struggled to gain my footing. I slammed my fist into the floor. It burst, and I gasped, falling into the basement. I crashed onto my belly, landing on hard, cold concrete.

Fire chased down after me, snarling like a blazing lion.

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Kendra West

I gripped the traitorous bitch by the throat. Everything burned around me. Pictures of my family. My childhood. My parents. My sister. It was all being consumed. I tightened my grip on Miss Fucktoy’s throat as I stole the last of the fire from her, channeling it all into the hole.

She coughed and wheezed. The smoke was rising above her.

Milk shot at me. It splashed across my face. I gasped as it flashed into steam. Ms. HuCow floated into the room, smoke deflecting around her. So were the flames. She had some sort of unseen shield up. Her hands squeezed her massive tits.

The streams of milk were not enough. I ignored her as I poured the fire down into the hole to keep Mrs. Futa down there. The floor groaned beneath my feet. Shifting. Fire blazed across the ceiling. Miss Fucktoy kicked and fought.

Then the naked man appeared. He leaped over the flames. He coughed, too, as he rushed at me. I blinked in surprise at him. The milk shifted to him. Ms. HuCow drenched him in her white cream to shield him from the heat.

He leaped at me.

I gaped.

He slapped me across the face. The blow spun my head around. Then he wrenched Miss Fucktoy out of my hand. The milk coated them both as he carried her coughing form to the open door. He vanished through it, escaping the house.

My cheek burned.

I rubbed it.

He slapped me.

Anger swelled in me. No man had ever slapped me before. Fire exploded from me, slamming into Ms. HuCow’s shield. She gasped and flinched as my fire pushed on her invisible barrier, squeezing it around her. I marched through the fire, the floor quivering beneath my feet.

The house was about to collapse.

Something crashed behind me. The roof came down. I hoped it buried those bitches.

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Adam Powers

I carried my coughing daughter outside. Poor Adela was spasming, soot streaking her body. Christie and Dillon were outside on the sidewalk. I rushed over to them. Adela shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t have let her be in this position.

A loud crash echoed behind me. Part of the roof collapsed. I reached Christie and shoved Adela into her arms. Christie staggered for a moment. No longer a guy, Christie wasn’t as strong as she used to be, but Adela was slight.

“Get her out of here,” I growled.

“Shit!” Dillon groaned and fell to her knees.

I spun around to see Lady Futaflame striding out of the burning house. Fire rippled over her body. She struck a badass, sexy figure with her afro and her ebony body highlighted by reds and oranges. Her futa-dick bobbed before her as she advanced on me.

“Run, Christie!” I hissed, slapping my gender-swapped daughter on the ass.

Christie darted away, carrying the coughing Adela. The rest of the burning house came down. Virginia and Angela were both still in there. Fear clenched about my heart as I faced Lady Futaflame. Her hips swayed as she walked down the concrete path to the gate where I stood.

“You slapped me!” she hissed.

“Yes, I did,” I growled, advancing on her. She could burn me to a crisp. “You need a man to slap you. I can tell you were never disciplined as a girl. Just a spoiled brat thinking she can do whatever she wants.”

“YOU!” she roared, and fire shot down her hands. The burning house groaned behind her, more flaming rubble shifting as it continued to collapse. “YOU WILL PAY!”

I advanced on her. “I’m going to bend you over my knee and spank your ass!”

She thrust her hands at me. Fire exploded from her fingertips.

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Mrs. Angela Powers

The burning house came down on me. That was a problem, but not an insurmountable one. I didn’t have that heat and pressure from her flames pushing down on me, just burning rubble. I rose to my feet, the house shifting over me. I bent my knees.

I jumped.

I burst out of the flaming house, momentarily glimpsing Ms. HuCow huddled in a protective bubble. I soared into the sky and found fire striking my husband in the chest. The flames washed over him as I plunged toward the ground.

He walked through them.

“No, no, no!” hissed Lady Futaflame as I landed behind her. “You should be a woman! Be a woman!”

He grabbed her hand and yanked her around. She gasped, her futa-dick shrinking at his touch. I straightened and smiled at the sight of my man taking care of business. He moved to a bench before a bus stop on the corner by her house.

More flame struck him even as Lady Futaflame’s cock shrank. He ignored the fire. So strong. My pussy was so wet right now. I shivered in delight as the rubble shifted behind me. Ms. HuCow rose out of it, her body dripping in her own breast milk.

Futa-Spirit appeared, blinking. Then Christie shoved Adela into her arms, shouting, “She needs a doctor. She breathed in smoke.”

“I’m on it!” Futa-Spirit said and vanished.

Right now, Adela would be at the hospital getting looked at. She would be fine. So we could focus on Lady Futaflame. That was a relief. Miss Fucktoy tried so hard to be useful without any way to defend herself. She was so brave.

I was so proud of her.

“Why aren’t you a woman?” demanded Lady Futaflame as he sat on the bench.

“Why are you letting me pull you over my lap?” my husband asked before he drew back his hand.
CRACK!

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Kendra West

Pain exploded across my rump.

I gasped, squirming on his lap. My cock throbbed against my belly. That was so big and thick. I had never felt a man so huge before. I shuddered as I lay there helpless. I could just teleport away. I could just vanish.

CRACK!

I gasped against the force of his spanks. He was so strong. So manly. Why did that excite me so much? I licked my lips as my ass burned. This cock felt so amazing. Mrs. Futa was standing over us, her girl-dick throbbing.

“Mmm, she’s such a naughty thing,” cooed Mrs. Futa. “Trying to burn Tacoma. Trying to spread her flames. So selfish!”

CRACK!

“Yes, you are,” said the man. The flavor of his salty cum filled my mouth. I had licked out of Miss Fucktoy. His hand squeezed my ass. “You can’t do what you want.”

“Don’t spout that Spider-Man nonsense,” I gasped.

“It’s true, though,” said the man. He drew back his hand.

CRACK!

I gasped at the stinging warmth of his spank spreading over my rump. He made me shiver here. I swallowed as my heart pounded in my chest. How did he do this to me? How could he make me feel like this? It made no sense. I shouldn’t be responding this way. I should be free to act as I wanted.

CRACK!

“We all feel powerless,” said the man, his hands stroking my butt-cheek. His cock throbbed through me. “We all fantasize about being able to control what we want.”

CRACK!

I gasped out, “I should be able to do what I want!”

CRACK!

“So it’s right for me to spank you?” he asked.

“No,” I hissed. “I’m Lady Futaflame!”

CRACK!

“But I want to be able to do what I want,” he said. “I want to spank that chocolate ass. Just heat it up. You’re a sexy thing. A naughty supervillainess.”

CRACK!

“I have more power than you!” I squirmed on him, my ass burning hot. “So I deserve to be able to do that. I won’t be on my belly any longer!”

He hesitated. Then he lifted me up. I stood before him. He stroked my thigh. Mrs. Futa gasped in shock. I stared down at him, this brawny, White man. He had a fatherly look about him. My ass was so warm as he stroked up to my breast.

“Others stood on you?” he asked.

I nodded. “All my life! Always been stood on.”

“You hated it?” His eyes were so piercing.

“Course I did!” I glared down at him. “Had that boot on my neck all my life, but now I can burn it away. I can stand free. I can stand on them.”

He glanced at the burning city. At what I had accomplished. “Might makes right, then? That’s how you want to live?”

“That’s the only way to live,” I said, lifting my head. “If you have the power, then you should use it.”

“My wife is stronger than me,” he said. “She can fold me up into a pretzel if she wants. Ever since she became a superheroine, she could throw me to the ground and stand on me if she wanted.”

“I wouldn’t,” Mrs. Futa said. “That’s not right. We were given this power to help others.”

“To help others stand,” said the man. He sat on the park bench, leaning back on it. He was so open. “If that’s how you want it, you’re going to force us to stand on you. To drive you into the ground. You’ve almost hurt people today. Your fire so far hasn’t damaged buildings.”

“Except your house,” Ms. HuCow said. “You destroyed your house.”

I glanced over at it and gasped. It was gone. It had collapsed. My home. I had destroyed it.

The man rose to his feet. I stared up at him. He was taller than I was. I could burn him to ash. Just like his wife could tie him up into knots. And yet he wasn’t afraid of me at all. He stood there so strong. So powerful. His cock thrust out before him. That cock with at that cum.

I wanted that cum.

“So, want to have us stand on you and crush you?” he asked.

“You think you can?” I asked, shuddering.

He cupped my face and stared me into the eyes. “No. Maybe you could kill me, but you can’t stop my wife. You can’t hurt her. You dropped a house on her, and she burst out. You can hit her with your fire, but she won’t burn. You’ll spend the rest of your life running from her.”

I swallowed.

He dropped to his knees.

“What are you doing?” I asked. “You don’t have to worship me.”

“No,” he said and seized my hips. “I felt like you’ve never had a good man in your life.”

I thought about Dillon. She was watching. She cheated on me with my girlfriend. Even before that, she just mooched off me. Unemployed, crashing at my house, eating my food. You know, busy on his rap career as D-Mac.

“So let me show you how a man takes care of a woman,” he said. “Lady Futaflame, I’m Mr. Dom.”

He buried his face into my shaved pussy and licked me. I shuddered at the feel of his whiskers on my cheek. From behind, Mrs. Futa hugged me, her girl-dick pressing between the cheeks of my ass. She cupped my breasts.

“I don’t want to spend all my time chasing you, Lady Futaflame,” Mrs. Futa purred. “Isn’t it more fun to be friends. To be lovers. My husband is so good at devouring pussy. I love him so much. Let him love you, too.”

I shuddered, her husband tonguing my snatch. He licked through me as that girl-cock throbbed between my butt-cheeks. I turned my head and shuddered as she kissed me. I didn’t want to run. I didn’t want to keep this fight up.

I just… wanted to be loved.

And Mr. Dom was loving my pussy. He stroked his tongue through my flesh. I shuddered in delight. He didn’t have to do this, but he did. He was strong in his own way. No real power, yet I just wanted to submit to him.

I wanted to be a woman right now, and now a futa.

His tongue licked and lapped at my flesh. I groaned, squeezing my butt-cheeks down on that big girl-cock buried between them. It felt so good to have him feasting on me as his wife was pumping her cock up and down my crack.

Not fucking me, but… enjoying my plump ass.

“Mmm,” she purred, kneading my breasts. “That’s nice. So much better than fighting.”

“Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, oh, Mr. Dom! Oh, you know how to eat a pussy!”

He fluttered his tongue through my folds to my clit. He stroked over it. I gasped out in delight. My butt-cheeks clenched down on that big dick sliding up and down me. She used my buns as a cock-sleeve, reveling in how good I felt.

I trembled, too. I did feel so good right now. I felt so wonderful as she pumped away at my crack while his tongue stroked around my clit. Then he buried it into my snatch. He caressed around in me. I whimpered in delight.

My back arched as I enjoyed this moment. It felt so good to have him feasting on me. I could not wait for the pleasure to burst out of me. I was so ready to explode on him. To have all that wonderful ecstasy sweeping through me.

“Oh, oh, yes,” I groaned. The White man feasted on me as the White futa enjoyed my butt-cheeks. “You’re stirring me up. Mr. Dom!”

“Stand with us,” cooed Mrs. Futa into my ear. “Stand proud. You’re Lady Futaflame. You were given a gift, use it. Show everyone how sexy you are! How hot!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped as he tongued me. I felt this hunger for myself. “Oh, I need his cum. I do. I need it!”

“Yes, you’ve used a lot of power,” purred Mrs. Futa. We feed off male energy, and he has so much for us.”

“Yes!” I squealed as he suckled on my clit again. His lips massaged my bud. “Oh, oh, I believe it. He’s a stud. I… Yes!”

I erupted.

The pleasure swept through me. I groaned, savoring the rapture seeping through me. My pussy cream gushed out and bathed him. I squeezed my butt-cheeks down on Mrs. Futa’s thrusting cock. She used my butt-cheeks in such a naughty way. I was so enthralled by this. It was making me so dizzy.

“Oh, oh, oh!” I squealed.

He lapped at me. He licked up the cream gushing out of me. I shuddered, enjoying every second of the rapture sweeping through me. Mrs. Futa played with my tits, adding this warmth to the bliss. I groaned, craving that cock.

“I want to stand with you!” I gasped. “Oh, oh, yes! I want to stand! And I want your cock in me, Mr. Dom. I need your cum!”

“Then ride him,” cooed Mrs. Futa as she twerked my nipples.

I trembled as the White man rose and sat on the bus bench. Tacoma still burned around us. Women were moaning. Grasping. I had done all this. I had made all these women. I needed to stop, though. It was going too far, but…

Right now, I needed that big dick in me.

I dropped down onto his cock. I shuddered at the feel of him poking up at me. I gripped his rod and pressed him into my shaved pussy. I smiled at him. He grinned back at me as I rubbed him up and down my snatch.

“Ever been ridden by a foxy Black hottie?” she purred.

“Can’t say I have,” he said.

“Then you’re in for a treat,” I purred and kissed him.

My lips melted to his, tasting my tart cream. I plunged my cunt down his cock. Ever since I tasted his cum in Miss Fucktoy’s pussy, I had to enjoy him. I needed him. Now I had him in me. Mr. Dom’s cock felt so amazing in me.

I just wanted to be his.

I kept kissing him as I slid my pussy up his cock. I gripped his mighty rod. He was hung. That was so nice. Then something else nice happened. Mrs. Futa’s big dick pressed into my crack. Not the shaft, but the tip. I shuddered as she slid down my asshole.

“Mmm, if you’re gonna enjoy my husband,” cooed Mrs. Futa, “then I get to enjoy your fricking asshole.”

I broke the kiss with her husband and moaned, “Sounds fair, Mrs. Futa!”

She thrust her futa-cock against my asshole. I trembled in delight as she was drilling against me, stretching me out. I could not wait for her to pop into me. My pussy gripped the White stud’s cock as my anal ring opened wide.

Mrs. Futa popped into my asshole.

“Frick, yes!” she moaned as she sank into me.

“Oh, that’s good,” I groaned, savoring having both their big dicks in me.

I plunged down Mr. Dom’s cock as his futa-wife sank into my bowels. The two different frictions swept through me. I shuddered in delight, reveling in how good it felt to have them both in me. I slid my arms around Mr. Dom’s neck.

I rode him like a foxy slut.

My pussy worked up and down the White hunk’s cock. My pussy gripped his rod as his futa-wife drew back her clit-dick. I held tight to that wonderful rod, the heat melting to my cunt. I plunged down his shaft as she buried back into me.

I gasped in delight, Mrs. Futa fucking my asshole hard. My pussy worked up and down her husband’s mighty cock. He was so amazing. I would just have a huge climax on him. I groaned in delight, hurtling toward that moment when I would burst with rapture.

I would have such a huge climax. I would burst in delight. It would be amazing.

I was so ready for it. So eager to just burst with delight. I rode him with passion. I worked my cunt up and down his rod. I squeezed about him with all that I had. I loved savoring that thick shaft in me. I whimpered and moaned, riding him hard.

Fast.

As I did, her futa-dick fucked my asshole. That White futa-slut pounded my bowels. I groaned at the force of her strokes. My asshole gripped her rod, the heat swirling around in me. I would have a huge explosion of bliss.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered, breaking the kiss.

“Damn,” growled Mr. Dom. “That’s it. Work that cunt.”

“Yes, yes, ride my husband, you fricking cute slut!” Mrs. Futa moaned. “Oh, you’re so fricking tight. Your asshole is amazing, Lady Futaflame!”

“Foxy Futaflame!” I gasped, riding that big dick. I rose toward my orgasm, the pair of them making me feel amazing. “Yes, yes, that’s so good!”

It was so amazing. I shuddered, working my cunt up and down that big, White dick. Mrs. Futa hammered my asshole. I shuddered, savoring her girth reaching so deep into me. Her big boobs rubbed against my back.

Mr. Dom grunted, his face twisting with pleasure. He wanted to cum in me. He ached to give me his jizz. I shuddered, so thrilled to have all that spunk in me. It was so wonderful to have all that pleasure building and building in me.

“I’m going to cum!” I moaned.

“Cum!” Dillon called.

“Yes, yes, this is so exciting,” Ms. HuCow groaned.

I loved being watched. We were outside sharing in this passion. Of course, everyone around us was touched by my fire. Was making love, too. Just beautiful women everywhere. My flames had transformed them all into hotties.

“Yes, yes, yes, I have to use my flames to improve the world!” I moaned.

“Yes!” Mr. Dom growled.

“For Truth and Love!” Mrs. Futa gasped, fucking my asshole hard.

I nodded in agreement, hurtling toward my orgasm. The pleasure was just so fantastic. Her futa-dick burned as I pumped away at my asshole. My cunt gripped his cock, savoring his girth in me. I rode him fast and hard, massaging him.

“I’m gonna cum!” I whimpered.

“Yes, you are,” he growled. “You’re going to burst!”

“I am!” I squealed.

I plunged down Mr. Dom’s cock as Mrs. Futa’s futa-dick plowed to the hilt in me. My clit burst with sparks on his pubic mound. I threw back my head as my orgasm exploded through me. Rapture swept through my body.

“Yes!” I howled.

“Foxy slut!” growled Mr. Dom, my cunt writhing around his dick.

“Yes, yes, yes,” whimpered Mrs. Futa as she hammered my convulsing bowels.

She fucked my anal sheath with her big futa-dick. I loved her plunging into me as my cunt suckled at his dick. I swayed there, savoring this bliss. It was an incredible rush to have all that passion sweeping through me.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s fricking amazing!” Mrs. Futa gasped and buried into my asshole.

She erupted.

“Fuck!” her husband growled and spurted his cum into me.

My eyes widened at the rush of heat. His seed felt so amazing flooding into me. I trembled on him as he dumped more and more blasts of cum into my cunt. The heat swept through me. I tossed my head, reveling in that glorious energy.

So manly.

So wonderful.

Mrs. Futa’s cum pumping into my asshole felt nice, but it was Mr. Dom’s that really rejuvenated me. I clung to him, my cunt rippling around him. I moaned in delight as they both filled me up. I was so happy, cumming so hard.

“I’m Foxy Futaflame!” I cried out. It was my new name. “Yes, yes, yes! I want to stand with you! I want to help people! I want to burn away evil!”

“Burn away so much evil!” Mrs. Futa gasped, her futa-cock erupting one more time into my asshole.

“Shit,” groaned Mr. Dom as he dumped his cum into my pussy. I loved all that spunk in me. “You get it.”

“I do,” I moaned and kissed him.

I shuddered, his cum was amazing. I wanted to have it. I would have to be good to keep getting it. Mr. Dom would keep giving me what I needed. He was a real man. Maybe the only real man left in the world.

At least in the area.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hannah Glass

I reached Allenmore. It was the nearest hospital. Just a quick run down 19th Street. I handed over the coughing Miss Fucktoy to the nurses. They were more than scandalized by her being naked, but when they saw a bona fide futa-superheroine, they took her back.

I stayed with her to make sure she was fine. She was given some oxygen. A doctor listened to her breathing and said it was just some minor smoke inhalation. She would be fine. If her cough persisted, he told me to bring her back, but promised it should clear up in a few hours.

“Let’s get back,” said Miss Fucktoy. “It’s been long enough.”

“Fifteen minutes,” I said.

“Yes! Long enough!”

I smiled and picked her up. I carried her out of the hospital and zipped down 19th Street. I decided to find Futa Ice Bitch. She had gone MIA on us. I hoped she was fine. I darted around and found her by St. Jo, the other hospital in the heart of the fire.

She was in an orgy.

“Ooh, she’s having a good time,” said Miss Fucktoy.

I blinked. “You’re moving in time with me again.”

“Yeah,” said Miss Fucktoy. “I think I can borrow powers when I touch you. I get my ability to hoard cum from Mrs. Futa.”

“How’s that from her?” I asked.

“Vaginal strength,” Miss Fucktoy said. “I don’t have to practice my Kegels. I’m just that good. I can move fast with you. I turned into a fiery woman with Lady Futaflame. I bet I can do some fun things with Mistress Spark.”

“Yeah, charge your own phone,” I said.

Miss Fucktoy giggled. “I’d never have to be anxious about being low on battery ever again. Well, before. I haven’t thought of my phone in a while.”

“Priorities.” I smiled at her. “So, should we get her?”

“She’s distracting them,” said Miss Fucktoy. “Let’s find the fight.”

We found the fight. It wasn’t far away. Well, it wasn’t much of a fight. It looked like some intense fucking. Lady Futaflame sat on Mr. Dom’s cock while Mrs. Futa buggered her. They all looked flushed and happy. Ms. HuCow was watching with Christie and Dillon nearby.

“Well, the fight’s over,” said Miss Fucktoy. “Wanna fuck?”

“Yep!” I said.

The day was one. Time to celebrate.

To be continued…

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