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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Females, Hermaphrodite/Female, Incest, Oral Sex, Facial, Creampie, Ass to Mouth, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Domination/submission, Spanking, Body Modification, Hot Wife, MILF, Alien, Superhero

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Mrs. Angela Powers

“Mmm, that’s it, cuties,” I cooed as my gender-swapped daughter and her girlfriend knelt before me.

Christie and Debbie were a pair of blondes who were nuzzling their lips into the base of my cock. I shuddered, distracted by my horniness. I was supposed to be watching over Madonna, but she was resting after her alien abduction and… and…

I just wanted to cum and cum and cum.

“Oh, oh, that’s it,” I groaned as Christie and Debbie licked at my dirty futa-dick. “Frick, that’s good.”

Their pink tongues climbed up my futa-cock. I shuddered as they were polishing my pole clean of my daughter’s asshole. Christie and Debbie both moaned as they tasted the sour flavor of the former’s backdoor. It was so delicious.

They reached the pinnacle of my cock, their tongues stroking over my spongy crown. I groaned as their lips met in a hot kiss. They melted together, kissing each other with such passion. It was so hot watching them making out.

“Mmm,” I purred, my big boobs jiggling. They were so adorable. They kissed with such passion. “That’s delicious.”

They both were groaning, kissing each other with such wanton abandon. Their tongues stroked around each other while my futa-dick bobbed before me. The two blondes were so cute. I licked my lips as they broke their kiss, strands of saliva connecting their tongues.

They turned to my cock and licked it.

I groaned as they did that.

They stroked their tongues up my cock again. They were licking at the sides and making my pussy clench. It was so good to have them doing that. I shuddered here, my heart pounding in my chest. This was such a wild moment.

They climbed up my girl-dick, their tongues stroking higher and higher. I loved what they did to me. They both reached the peak of my cock. I gasped as their tongues caressed over the spongy crown again.

“That’s so good!” I moaned.

They both licked at the crown of my dick.

I loved it. They were making me feel so good as their tongues stroked over the crown of my dick. I shuddered there as they both kissed the tip with their soft lips. My daughter and her girlfriend sent such delight shooting down to my pussy.

My cunt clenched, juices soaking through my bush to drip down my thighs.

Christie engulfed my dirty futa-dick.

“Yes!” I groaned. “Oh, that’s fricking good!”

Debbie giggled. “Fricking! You’re adorable, Mrs. Powers.”

I winked at her while my gender-swapped daughter suckled on my futa-dick. Christie bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled with passion on me. I loved the force of her blowjob.

My pussy clenched and ovaries throbbed from what my naughty daughter was doing to me. I groaned, feeling dizzy. She blew me with such passion. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was incredible.

“Oh, yes,” I groaned. “That’s it. That’s so good. Just like that!”

I smiled as she bobbed her head. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was so good to have her nursing on me. I loved it so much. She worked that hot mouth up and down my cock. She suckled and slurped on me.

Then she ripped her mouth off and let Debbie take over. The cutie engulfed my futa-dick. I gasped as she suckled on me, her tongue polishing her girlfriend’s asshole off my dick. It was so hot to have her blowing me.

“Oh, Christie, your girlfriend is so wonderful,” I moaned.

“Thanks, Mom,” Christie purred. “Mmm, you’re pretty wonderful, too.”

I smiled at her as I savored that hot mouth suckling on me. I loved the way she blew me. It was so passionate. I groaned, my cunt clenching from the force of that sucking mouth. It felt amazing. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum.

It would be so amazing.

She suckled on me with so much force. I groaned, my pussy clenching as she suckled harder and harder on me. She worked that hot mouth up and down my clit-dick. I loved the force of her suckling. It was a fantastic moment.

“Oh, that’s it!” I moaned.

Debbie popped her mouth off my cock and passed me off to my daughter.

Christie nursed on me with all that she had. She suckled with such passion on my girl-cock. It was beautiful to have her loving me. The incestuous thrill swept through me as she blew me. My boobs jiggled as I enjoyed the pleasure.

Christie suckled a few more times before passing me off to her girlfriend. That felt so good to have that hot mouth suckling on me. I groaned at the warmth of that wonderful mouth bobbing up and down my girl-dick. Then they traded me again.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered. “That’s so good. Ooh, ooh, I love it!”

I did love it. It felt so good to have Debbie’s mouth suckling on my girl-dick. She blew me with such passion. She worked up and down me. My cunt clenched as I rose toward my orgasm. They passed me back and forth.

They traded my girl-dick.

The two naughty sluts suckled on me, their blue eyes gleaming at me. The air was filled with the wet plops of their mouths popping off of my girl-dick. They then suckled on my MILF-cock with such passion, blowing me.

“Oh, you two are so fricking wonderful,” I moaned as Debbie nursed on my cock.

“Are you going to cum on our faces, Mom?” Christie asked.

I whimpered and nodded.

“That’s right,” she purred, her eyes burning so hot.

I shuddered as she suckled on my dick again. She nursed with such passion on my girl-rod. I loved it. She blew me with all that she had. It was so good to have her working her incestuous mouth up and down my clit-rod.

“I want you to cum on our faces, Mrs. Powers,” purred Debbie.

I nodded, savoring my daughter’s hot mouth on my girl-cock.

They swapped.

I trembled, my ovaries tightening with the need to cum. I wanted to dump my load on their faces. They both were suckling so wonderfully on my girl-rod. I loved this so much. It was a beautiful thing to have them loving me.

Their pink lips slid over my dick as they blew me for a few moments before they swapped me. The naughty sluts traded me back and forth. I groaned, my ovaries tightening from the wonderful pleasure they gave me.

“That’s it!” I whimpered as they swapped me back and forth. The pressure built and built at the tip of my futa-dick. “I’m so fricking close to blowing!”

My daughter engulfed my futa-dick, swirling her tongue around my crown. I gasped as she did that, her blue eyes staring up at me. Christie nursed hard on me while her girlfriend trembled beside her, looking so hungry.

“I’m going to fricking erupt!” I moaned as Christie suckled hard on my clit-dick. “Yes, yes, I’m going to fricking explode!”

Christie ripped her mouth off my futa-dick and squealed, “Then explode, Mom!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Debbie whimpered, her hand flying up and down my futa-shaft. She engulfed the crown.

Rapture shot down my shaft to my pussy. My ovaries burst from the pressure. I groaned, erupting across the cuties’ faces. I drenched both my daughters and her in my futa-cum. It was an incredible moment. Stars danced across my vision as I pumped my jizz onto her face.

My pussy writhed, juices gushing down my thighs. It felt so good to have that passion spilling out of me. I groaned, my cunt convulsing wildly. The heat swept through me as I unloaded on both the girls, painting their faces in my cum.

“Oh, fricking heck!” I moaned, spurting more and more girl-spunk onto them.

“Mom!” Christie squealed.

Stars flashed across my vision as I gasped out my ecstasy. They opened their mouths wide, catching my futa-cum on their tongues. I trembled through the rapture. It was such a great moment. Madonna would wake up soon.

Then we would take on the aliens behind all of this.

I was so happy right now as I dumped my load onto the two cuties’ faces. I bathed them in my futa-cum, ecstasy shooting through me. I groaned, my pussy writhing as the final blast of girl-spunk erupted from my clit-rod.

I hit that amazing peak of ecstasy.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, swaying there. “Oh, frick, that’s it!”

The heat swept through me. My pussy spasmed a few more times. I felt so good as the two girls turned and kissed each other. I smiled as my daughter lapped up my spunk from her girlfriend’s face. It was so adorable.

They kissed, passing my cum back and forth. That made me squirm even more. It was just so wonderful to watch them sharing my spunk. They were kissing each other with so much passion. I loved the joy as they made out.

It was so hot to see them sharing my spunk. I—

The door flung open.

I spun around to find my gender-swapped wife behind me. I trembled in awe at Madonna’s presence. She wore this look of such intensity on her face. She stood there, strong and proud, her hands on her hips. A dominatrix.

“Madonna,” I purred. “Ooh, I am so glad that you’re—”

“Shut up, slut,” she growled, her eyes dark and demanding. “You’ve been controlled by that futa-dick again.” She grabbed my girl-cock and squeezed as hard as she could.

I barely felt it thanks to my super-strength.

“Who owns this futa-dick?” she demanded.

I blinked at that. “I mean… It’s mine.”

“You are my wife!” Her eyes bored into mine. “You use this cock when I say you can. You’ve been off fucking again. The firefighters at Mt. Rainier.”

“I gender-swapped them!” I protested as she pulled on my cock, dragging me out of the room. “We agreed no more men. I haven’t touched a man but you.”

“I own you, Angela,” she said and yanked me out of the room. I had the strength to stop her, but there was something so… sexy about this. She was so strong. Her thumb rubbed across the crown of my cock as she dragged me down the hallway. “Right?”

“Yes,” I groaned, just so turned on. “You fricking do.”

“Who do you serve?” she demanded. “Me, or Truth and Justice and Love.”

“I…” I frowned at her. “I serve Truth and Justice and Love. I’m Mrs. Futa! I love you the most, Madonna. Whether you’re a woman or you’re a man.”

She reached the stairs and shot me a glance. “You serve me. I am your wife. Your spouse. You swore yourself to me! You will fuck when I tell you! I own you!”

Her words were so… intoxicating. I loved this strength from her. Yes, I could fold her into a pretzel, but that just made the power imbalance between us so sexy. It made me shiver in delight as she pulled me down and down the stairs.

I shuddered as we reached the first floor and headed to the couch. Debbie and Christie were watching behind us. Adela, Hannah, and Hannah’s mother were still having their romantic threesome in the guest room upstairs. No one else was in the house.

“Do I own you?” demanded Madonna.

“Yes,” I groaned, loving this side of her. “Ooh, you own me. I’m your naughty futa-wife. Your sexy futa-superheroine.”

She sat down on the couch and yanked me over her lap. I gasped as I fell on her. My futa-dick throbbed against her lap. This wonderful heat swept through me. I knew what she was going to do to me. I was so ready to have my ass spanked.

“Whom do you obey?” demanded Madonna.

“You,” she moaned.

CRACK!

The spank smacked down hard enough on my ass that I could feel it. Madonna was so strong. I shuddered on her rump, wishing she were Adam. He was even stronger. I trembled, though, glad to be spanked by any version of my spouse.

“Whom do you obey?” she demanded again.

“I obey my sexy wife!” I purred.

CRACK!

She slapped my other asscheek. I enjoyed that stinging sensation. The pain faded at once, leaving me just shivering there. My futa-dick throbbed and ached. I felt Debbie and Christie watching this happen.

“Whom do you obey?” she purred a third time.

“You!” I squealed.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

The three spanks came in rapid succession. I shuddered, loving the staccato beat on my butt-cheeks. I trembled there, my pussy dripping wet. I was so turned on by this. My wife was such a sexy woman. I just wanted to obey her.

“I don’t believe you,” she purred. “Whom do you obey?”

“You, you, you!” I gasped out.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

It was staccato now. She was drumming her hand on my asscheek, not letting up. Each one came fast, the heat building and building. I squirmed on her, savoring the actual pain. I could be shot, and it didn’t hurt, but this…

This was the perfect amount of pain. The stinging heat of my wife’s spanks proved that she was in charge. She had always been in our marriage. I quivered there, submitting to her spanks. They came so fast. So hard. So wonderful.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Just over and over again. It was so wonderful to have that heat paddling my rump. I squirmed there, her hand falling over and over again, smacking across my butt-cheeks. My futa-dick throbbed. My pussy clenched. The pain reached to my ovaries.

They swelled with the pressure.

“Whom do you serve?” she hissed as she spanked me.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

“I SERVE YOU!” I squealed.

CRACK!

“YOU! YOU! YOU!”

CRACK!

“I SERVE YOU!”

CRACK!

I squirmed there, my asscheeks burning so hot. My eyes rolled back in my head as Madonna kept spanking me. My entire body trembled as my asscheeks blazed from the heat. This was just such an amazing moment. I loved it. I trembled in it.

“I AM YOURS!” I cried out. “YOUR WIFE! YOUR SLUT! YOUR FUTA! YOURS! YOURS! YOURS!”

CRACK!

I climaxed.

My pussy spasmed, and my futa-dick unloaded. Pleasure shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I pumped blast after blast of my cum that splattered her thigh. The rapture surged through me again and again.

It was so amazing. I howled out in passion, dumping my load against my wife’s thigh. I soaked her in my futa-cum. I trembled through such wonderful rapture, my cunt spasming. Rapture and ecstasy swept through me.

“I’M YOURS, MADONNA!” I squealed.

She gripped me by my blonde hair and yanked my head up. I stared her in the eyes. She smiled at me as I spurted over and over again. My ass burned, and my pussy spasmed. Jizz erupted from my cock one last time, splashing on her thighs.

She kissed me.

I groaned, melting to her lips. I loved kissing her like this. I made out with her. She moaned as our tongues danced. My brain melted. It felt so right to be controlled by her. I was a little slut that needed to be unleashed. I kissed her with passion, but she was in control.

She gripped my hair, holding me to her lips. I groaned in delight as our tongues caressed each other. My heart pounded in my chest. I was so horny. My pussy dripped juices. I broke the kiss with my wife, staring into her eyes.

“Clean up your cum, slut,” she purred.

“Yes, Madonna,” I moaned.

I ducked my head down and licked my salty cum off her tit. I loved the flavor of my futa-jizz. It was so wonderful. I followed the pearly girl-spunk to her nipple. I engulfed her nub and suckled my seed off her.

She groaned.

I loved sucking on her nipple. Having her fat nipple in my mouth was something else. It was just an amazing moment to love her. My tongue stroked around her nipple. She groaned, squirming there. I knew there was more cum on her sleek thigh.

I popped my mouth off her nipple and slid to the floor. My jizz stained her right thigh. I licked up the spunk off her. The salty cum melted across my taste buds. I shuddered at how good I tasted. She watched me, smiling.

“That’s it, slut,” she purred. “Mmm, what are you?”

“Your slut-wife,” I moaned.

“That’s right.” She stroked her fingers through my blonde hair. “Lick up that cum. Then lick my pussy. You made me so wet.”

“Yes, Madonna,” I groaned, submitting fully to my wife.

I lapped up all the cum. I stroked my tongue through the wonderful jizz. It was so good. I groaned, licking across her flesh. She stroked her fingers through my hair as I did that. I was just so happy that she was happy.

I licked up the cum. I caressed her thigh. She nodded to me, her boobs jiggling. I loved seeing that. I cleaned up all my girl-jizz, which meant now I could feast on her pussy. I wanted to devour her cunt. My futa-dick throbbed.

I moved to the side, my wife’s thighs spread open. She leaned back, smiling at me, her hazel eyes full of strength. I was her slut-wife. Her futa-slut. I leaned forward, the spicy scent of her cunt filling my nose.

“Yes,” I moaned and buried my face into my wife’s thick, black bush.

Her big tits jiggled over my head as I licked at her. I stroked my tongue through her folds. She groaned, her back arching. I lapped at her with such passion. I feasted on her with all that I had. It was so amazing to devour her cunt like this.

I lapped at her with all that I had. It was so much fun to stroke up and down her twat. I feasted on her with everything that I had. I tongued her with fierce hunger. I gathered her spicy cream as she moaned and shuddered.

“That’s it, my slut,” she purred. “I own you.”

“You do, Madonna,” I whimpered and thrust my tongue into her pussy.

I swirled around in her cunt. I licked at her. She trembled in delight. Her thighs squeezed around my head. I buried my tongue into her snatch and swirled around in her. It was so much fun to lap at her twat. To gather up her spicy cream.

I wanted to make my wife cum. She arched her back, her big tits jiggling. She moaned louder and louder, her face twisting with delight. Hot pussy cream dripped down my futa-dick as I devoured her. I throbbed for her.

“That’s it,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, make me cum, Angela. You slut! Oh, yes, yes, make me explode!”

I licked up to her clit and stroked her bud. She groaned as I latched onto her. I suckled hard, wanting to drown in her pussy cream. I nibbled on her. She moaned, her face twisting in delight. I wanted to make her explode.

My wife’s big boobs jiggled over my head as I devoured her cunt. I lapped at her bud, fluttering my tongue against her. She moaned, her back arching. Her juices dripped down my chin. They were spicy and delicious.

“You faithful slut!” gasped my wife.

Faithful slut? I loved it. I suckled hard on her clit.

“Yes!” she cried.

Spicy juices gushed out of my wife’s cunt and drowned me. I lapped them up with hunger. I stroked through her folds, enjoying this moment so much. She gasped out her passion, her boobs bouncing over my head.

I was so happy that I made her cum. She gripped my blonde hair, holding me to her pussy. I drowned in her cunt cream. I was so happy for that. I licked through her folds as she trembled, her back arching.

“That’s it,” she groaned. “Oh, oh, you’re just making me feel so good!”

I was so happy. I made my wife cum. I tongued through her folds. She trembled in delight as I devoured her. I feasted on her cunt as she panted, her orgasm passing. Her eyes fluttered for a moment. A smile spread on her lips.

“Now,” she purred, “I want to ride your big futa-dick.”

“Of course, Madonna,” I groaned and stretched onto my back before her. Christie and Debbie watched from the base of the stairs, clutching each other. “Mmm, ride me!”

Madonna smiled at me and straddled me. She lowered herself to me. Her hand gripped my girl-cock. I trembled as she stroked up and down me. It felt so good to have that wonderful hand holding me. Then she pressed me into her pussy.

I trembled in delight, licking my lips. My wife pressed her cuntlips against my futa-dick. This was it. I shuddered as she sank down me slowly. She took inch after inch of my clit-rod. She owned me. Owned my cock.

“Madonna,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, I’m your slut-wife. I’ll do anything for you!”

“Anything?” she asked as she bottomed out on me, a naughty smile on her lips.

“Yes!” I moaned.

“Good,” she purred and slid back up my cock. Her pussy clenched around my futa-shaft. “I’ll hold you to that.”

She impaled her cunt back down my futa-dick. I gasped out in rapture at the silky delight of her tight snatch riding my girl-cock. She worked that hot pussy up and down me, her tits bouncing and jiggling.

I shot my hands out and cupped my wife’s breasts. The jiggled in my hand. I loved the feel of them in my hands. I gripped them as she rode me faster and faster. I trembled in delight as she rode me. It was a wild moment.

“Oh, oh, I am going to cum!” I moaned. “I’m going to cum so hard! I’ll flood your pussy!”

“That’s right,” purred Madonna. “Give me your cum!”

I shuddered at those words, my hands kneading her tits. I squeezed them as she plunged her cunt down my dick. She slid back up me. I shuddered at the warmth of her pussy holding tight to my cock. She massaged me.

It was incredible.

I loved her riding me. I savored her working that hot cunt up and down my dick. It was so wonderful to have her sliding up and down my futa-dick. She massaged me with that hot twat. It was a beautiful thing.

“Oh, my god, yes!” I moaned, hurtling toward that moment when I would cum. “Keep riding me! Please, please, keep riding me!”

Madonna smiled down at me and rode me hard.

Her tits jiggled in my hands as her cunt gripped my girl-cock. I wanted to erupt into my wife’s silky snatch. She gripped my girl-rod with that hot flesh. It was so incredible to have that wonderful pussy riding me.

I rose and rose toward that moment when I would erupt into her cunt. She moaned, her head tossing back and forth. Her black hair swayed around her face. She shot her hands down and pinched my nipples hard enough for it to hurt just a bit.

A little bit of spice.

“Madonna!” I gasped as her pussy slammed down my futa-cock.

“My slut-wife!” she cried out and bucked on me, her pussy spasming.

I shuddered as my wife’s convulsing cunt massaged my futa-cock. The pressure in my ovaries swelled toward my eruption. Her silky snatch suckled at the tip of my girl-rod. I squeezed her tits, my eyes rolling back into my head.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s fricking it!” I squealed. “Yes!”

I erupted into her cunt.

I flooded my wife’s snatch. I dumped load after load of my girl-cum into her pussy. It was so good. I shuddered in delight as I spurted all that wonderful spunk into her twat. It was just so delicious. I whimpered, my eyes rolling back into my head.

“Give it to me!” she groaned. “Your cum! Your love! Your obedience!”

“It’s yours!” I squealed.

Her pussy suckled at my girl-cock. I felt her working my cum out of my ovaries. I spurted so much passion into her. I surrendered to her utterly. She pinched my nipples as I moaned, her cunt convulsing wildly around my futa-cock.

It was so wonderful to give her everything that I had. Rapture shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision. They danced through the air as I groaned in delight, loving what was happening to me. I felt so good.

I could just float away.

“Oh, oh, that’s amazing!” I groaned, spurting into her one last time. “I’m yours! Yours!”

My wife smiled down at me as she squirmed on me. She wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring her cunt around my futa-dick. I trembled at how amazing it felt. She twisted my nipples. I groaned as she did that.

“You will do anything for me?” she asked.

“Yes,” I groaned.

“Prove it,” she purred.

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Hannah Glass

I heard the sounds downstairs. Adela was snuggled up to my mom. I smiled at the pair of them. I was glad I was dating Adela now. Still, what was going on downstairs? My asshole clenched on my butt plug. I went invisible and moved through super-speed.

I found Christie and Debbie clutching each other at the base of the stairs. I glanced inside to see Mrs. Domme on top of her wife. Mrs. Powers looked like she had just cum. I smiled at the sight of them, so glad that my dominating Mistress was awake.

And a tad disappointed she wasn’t Mr. Dom.

I returned to normal time.

“Prove it,” Mrs. Domme said, her black hair framing her face.

“How can I prove my submission to you, Madonna?” Mrs. Powers asked.

“First, go to a sex shop and get a riding crop,” said Madonna, rising off her wife’s cock. “Then, go to the Puyallup Police Department. Smash all their cop cars, gender-swap all the men, and spank their naughty asses until they submit to you.”

“But… but…” Mrs. Powers said.

I was in shock.

“You said you would obey me,” said Mrs. Domme. “Obey me.”

“Yes, Madonna,” she said and rose to her feet. Then she darted for the door. She was out of it in a flash, her red and blue body paint covering her body. She adopted her futa-superheroine persona, but what was Mrs. Domme doing?

Her gaze swept around the room before she cried out, “Hannah, get down here and submit to me!”

I whimpered. I had to submit to her, but… but… Why would she send Mrs. Futa out to do that?

“Hannah!” she roared again, her authority so powerful. “Get down here and lick my pussy clean!”

I gasped and appeared out of my invisibility. I darted toward her and knelt before her black bush dripping in Mrs. Futa’s girl-cum. “Yes, Mrs. Domme!”

I buried my face into her thick bush and found the folds of her sloppy snatch. I licked the cum out of her pussy. I had to obey her. My asshole clamped down on the butt plug. I loved feeling that in me as I stroked my tongue through her folds.

“Why did you… tell her to do that?” I asked between licks. “Do something… evil?”

“Isn’t being evil more fun?” she purred, gripping the back of my head. “Didn’t you have fun, Futa-Ghost?”

“I… I…” I licked through her folds again as I remembered the fun I had robbing the jewelry store and the bank. How I had turned those criminals into women so I could sell them stuff. I was about to build a criminal empire, and then Mrs. Futa and Mr. Dom showed up at my trailer. “Yes.”

She smiled down at me as I kept licking the salty cum out of her spicy pussy, her thick bush tickling my face. I shuddered at this moment. My tongue stroked through her folds. I lapped at that delicious cunt. I couldn’t stop myself.

I plunged my tongue into her pussy. I lapped at her with such hunger. She groaned, trembling as I feasted on her. This was happening. I was enjoying this moment so much. It was so wild to feast on her. I lapped at her with all that I had.

“Mmm,” she purred as my tongue stroked through her hot folds. “That’s it. Don’t stop. You’re doing such a good job.”

I shuddered at her words and licked at her cunt some more. I tongued through her folds. She shuddered, smearing her hot flesh across my face. I loved licking at her like this. It was so good to feast on her with all that I had.

The jizz spilled over my tongue and poured down my throat. I gulped down the spunk as she trembled over me. Mrs. Domme gripped the back of my head. My asshole clamped down on the butt plug she shoved up my asshole.

“I’m your futa, Mrs. Domme,” I whimpered into her pussy. “Always.”

“I know,” she cooed, smiling down at me. “Mmm, yes, yes, I don’t need to test you at all.”

“No, Mrs. Domme,” I moaned and buried my tongue into her pussy.

I swirled my tongue around in her. I already was a futa-supervillainess. Futa-Ghost. I shuddered, licking at her cunt as I summoned my body paint and sexy boots. My black and silver that made me feel so naughty. I stroked around in her sheath, finding more of that salty cum in her spicy depths.

I scooped Mrs. Powers’s girl-cum out of Mrs. Domme’s depths. She trembled as I did that. I flicked my tongue around in her. I found more delicious futa-jizz in her spicy depths. She shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head as I licked at her.

It was a beautiful moment.

I lapped at her with all that I had, searching for all that spunk. I quested in my Mistress’s cunt. She groaned as her big boobs jiggled over my head. I found the last drops of Mrs. Powers’s girl-spunk in Mrs. Domme’s snatch.

So I licked to her clit.

“That’s it,” she groaned. “Oh, you’re such a good slut. Mmm, you know just what you’re doing, don’t you?”

“Yes, Mrs. Domme,” I whimpered between licks of her bud.

I tongued that little nub with force. I sped up my tongue, licking her faster and faster. She gasped as I did that. Her spicy juices dripped down my chin as I did. She moaned louder and louder, tossing her head from side to side.

“Oh, oh, that’s it,” she moaned. “That’s… You…”

I suckled on her bud, wanting to drown in Mrs. Domme’s pussy cream. She shuddered as I did that. I tongued over her clit. It was a wild moment. She gripped the back of my head and ground her pussy on my face.

Her bush tickled my lips and cheeks. I loved every second of this moment. It was such a beautiful thing to feast on her like this. She groaned, her head tossing as I pleasured her. I wanted to make her explode.

I craved that so much.

“That’s it!” she moaned as I feasted on her. “You little futa-slut. Yes, yes, you’re going to be Futa-Ghost again!”

“Yes!” I moaned and suckled on her clit.

I nursed hard on her. She quivered, her big boobs swayed. She held me tight by the back of the head. I knew my Mistress was so close to cumming. My futa-dick was so hard. I suckled and slurped on her bud until…

She squealed out, “Fuck!”

Her pussy cream gushed out of her cunt and drowned me.

This wonderful, spicy gush of juices soaked my taste buds. I whimpered in delight, licking and lapping at her. She trembled, her boobs bouncing over my head. I loved drowning in her wonderful cunt cream.

It was so amazing. So glorious. I trembled as I licked through her folds, gathering up all of Mrs. Domme’s wonderful cream. I had to collect it all. I needed to gather up every drop of her wonderful juices. They spilled over my tongue.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “That’s so good. Just like that. Mmm, that’s it. Keep licking me like that! Yes!”

She trembled through her orgasm. She swept her head back and forth as I licked at her. I was so horny right now. She stared down at me, her hazel eyes sparkling. They were so deep. I stared into them, getting lost in their reflections.

“I want you to dart around as fast as you can, turning as many men into women as you can,” Mrs. Domme ordered.

“Yes, Mistress!” I squealed and rose to my feet, cream dripping down my chin.

I was off to obey her.

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Virginia Powers

I pulled my car into the parking lot of my college. I glanced at the sample of Madonna’s pussy juices. I had to analyze them. Something just felt off about how easily we recovered her from the aliens. Why would the ship be parked on the roof of the Tacoma Mall?

Why not be in orbit and out of our reach?

I found a parking space and rose to my feet. My sexy girlfriend followed. We were both wearing normal clothes. We weren’t superheroes right now. I hurried to the doors of the science building. It was late, though, and they were locked.

“Well,” said Nikki. She looked around, then blew on the doorknob with her freezing breath. The metal grew frosty. She hit it.

The cold lock shattered. She pushed the door open.

We headed to the chemistry lab. I had to put this sample through the gas chromatograph first off. As well as look at the sample beneath a microscope. My huge tits jiggled as we rushed down the hallway. I would get to the bottom of why the aliens abducted Madonna.

And why did they create us in the first place?

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Mrs. Angela Powers

I reached the sex shop and opened the door. I didn’t want to steal a riding crop, but I had to.

The man behind the counter looked up and said, “No shit, Mrs. Futa. What are you doing here?”

“I need a riding crop,” I said, trying not to blush. There were so many dildos in here. An entire wall of them. And filthy magazines, porno movies, and more. I swallowed as the man pointed toward the back.

I hurried back there. I just wanted to find them and get out of here. I found a rack with paddles, floggers, and… a riding crop. I grabbed it. It felt flexible yet solid. I felt like… a dominatrix with this in my hand.

“You gonna spank me with that, Mrs. Futa?” the man said as creepily as possible.

I spun around and shot him with my heat ray. That didn’t hurt him, just melted the masculinity out of him. He gasped as he started charging into a she. I strode past the gender-swapping clerk, my riding crop in hand.

“Spank me!” a feminine voice shouted.

My pussy clenched. I wanted to spank her. To fuck her. I had my orders. I had to go to the Puyallup Police Station and… and… wreck it. That made no sense, but I wanted to obey Madonna. She owned me. I was her slut wife.

Her futa.

I jumped into the air, leaving behind the sex shop by the South Hill Mall. I cleared over the Key Bank and landed near Meridian. I jumped again, bounding over the traffic, following Meridian as it headed down the hill. Puyallup lay before me in the valley, the Fairground dominating such a large portion of it.

I leaped again, jumping so hard that I wouldn’t land on the cliff, but in the valley below. The air rushed past my body. I clutched at the riding crop. My blonde hair fluttered behind me. I crashed down to the earth before the Fairgrounds, shattering concrete. My heeled boots punched into the sidewalk.

I leaped.

I hurtled into the air, my boobs bouncing. I spotted the Puyallup Police Department. There were squad cars parked in the Parking Lot. Navy blue and waiting to be smashed. I hurtled toward the ground and landed in the midst.

I swallowed as I stared at them. The sun was setting, the world growing darker. Shadowed.

I closed my eyes and hit the hood of the nearest one with my fist.

I didn’t even dent it. I was supposed to smash it, but it was hard. It went against all my instincts. I wanted to rebel, but my spouse had ordered me to do this. I trembled, wishing she was a he. Adam with his big dick to fuck me, but…

Madonna was Adam. I had to obey.

I slammed my fist down harder. This time, I crumbled the hood and caused the rear end of the car to lift up. Metal clattered to the ground beneath. I must have damaged the engine. Then I gripped the car with both my hands and lifted it with ease into the air.

I slammed it into another. Glass shattered. Plastic snapped and metal crumbled. The sweet scent of radiator fluid filled the air. I picked up the smashed car and threw it into an SUV, punching through the side. The vehicle rocked on its axis.

This was… fun.

I laughed and punched the next, throwing the cop car into the air. It slammed into another, shattering the lights on top. I spun around, kicking another. I ripped through the door and sent the car sliding on its tires. I laughed and booted it like a football.

It flew into the air, tumbled twice, and crashed down into the metal fence.

“Mrs. Futa!”

I spun around to find Officer Cartwright there. The female cop that I had fucked a few times stared at me in shock. She looked around the parking lot in disbelief. She wore a baggy, blue jumpsuit that did nothing for her figure.

“What are you doing, Mrs. Futa?” she asked.

“Why, I’m fucking some shit up,” I purred, my heart hammering in my chest. I fired my heat vision at her.

She gasped as I vaporized her uniform. Her gear—including her pistol and taser—fell to the ground at her feet. The plastic of some of her gear melted and flowed. Plates from her body armor crashed to the ground. She was naked now, her round tits out.

“Mrs. Futa!” she gasped.

“No, no, that won’t do,” I said and felt the body paint on my body shifting. I glanced down to see it becoming black and red. I grinned at it. This was so liberating. “I’m not that prissy bitch, Mrs. Futa. I’m Madam Futa, the dominatrix futa-supervillainess.” I slapped the riding crop into my hand. “Kneel and worship your queen.”

“What?” she gasped.

I shot my heat vision at her again. She gasped as her back arched. She trembled, her nipples so hard. She staggered there then licked her lips. She stared at my futa-dick thrusting from my black-painted pussy lips.

“Madam Futa,” she moaned and dropped to her knees.

I smiled and strode forward, my heeled boots clicking. “That’s right. Mmm, now, open that mouth wide.”

I was Madam Futa, wife of Mrs. Domme. I was her enforcer. The entire world must kneel to my wife, and I would make sure they did. I gripped the back of Officer Cartwright’s head and pulled her mouth toward my cock.

The blonde opened wide and swallowed my dick.

She suckled on me with such eagerness. She moaned around my girl-cock. She suckled on me with so much passion. I loved how she swirled her tongue around my futa-dick. She moaned as she blew me, the heat in her eyes.

Officer Cartwright suckled with such passion. She was such a wonderful slave. Her tongue danced around my cock. I ripped out the bobby pins from her hair that held her tresses in a bun. Her locks fell around her cute face.

“That’s it, slave,” I groaned, my ovaries tightening. She suckled hard. “Nurse on me!”

She moaned and did just that. She suckled on me with all that she had. She blew me with passion. It was so good to have her doing that to me. I groaned as she bobbed her mouth up and down my clit-rod. She suckled on me with such passion.

It was amazing to have her blowing me like that. I loved it.

My ovaries brimmed with my girl-cum. I had to spurt my jizz into her mouth. She suckled on me with such passion. She nursed hard on me. I rose toward my climax. My pussy dripped juices as the cop-slave blew me.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” I moaned. It felt so good to say fuck. Not just to think it. But to say it. “You are serving Mrs. Domme now! Oh, she is going to rule the earth!”

The cop moaned around my dick, sucking like such a wanton slut on me. She swelled the pressure at the tip of my futa-dick. I rose toward my orgasm. I gripped the sides of her head, enjoying how she suckled on me.

I laughed in delight at the destruction around us. I wanted to see more wreckage. Her hot mouth suckled so hard on me. She blew me with all that she had. She nursed with so much passion on my girl-rod. I could not wait to cum in her mouth.

I was almost there.

“Yes!” I gasped and erupted into my slave’s mouth.

I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her mouth. She gulped down the spunk. I loved firing all that spunk into her mouth. It was incredible. My pussy writhed, juices gushing down my thighs. I gasped out in delight.

“Drink it all, slut!” I moaned.

She gulped down my futa-cum.

Ecstasy shot through me. Rapture gushed out of my spasming snatch. I dumped my load into the slave’s mouth. I heard shouts. Other cops were coming. They would all kneel before me. They would all be my slaves.

They would all serve my wife, Madonna. Mrs. Domme and I would rule the world.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned as I spurted the last of my cum into that hot mouth. She suckled hard, nursing out every drop of cum she could. As she did, her fellow officers appeared. Men and women who gasped and pointed weapons at me.

I smiled, so ready to dominate them all.

My eyes fell on Mount Rainier. Wouldn’t that be amazing if it erupted?

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The Probe

Things were progressing. Madonna was taking charge of the futas. Madam Futa had unleashed her true self. I stared at the screen which showed Madonna as she climbed into the car. She had other futas to turn. A shiver ran through me.

I brought up an image of Madonna as Adam.

As a man.

I had never seen a male before this mission, and Adam… I closed the image. I had to focus on the mission. The Observer would not be happy with me if I did not keep close watch on the situation. This had to work.

To be continued…

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