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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Female, Hermaphrodite/Females, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Interracial, Body Modification, Superhero

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Click here for Mrs. Futa the Naughty Superheroine, Chapter 28.

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Virginia Powers

I held my girlfriend in my arms while gripping the new helicopter with my mind. We were dragged beneath it as it flew toward the burning city of Tacoma. Hilltop was engulfed in flames that reached toward St. Jo’s hospital. More fire erupted at the courthouse, the fires spreading down the hill toward the financial heart of Tacoma.

To its few skyscrapers.

Lady Futaflame’s power was intense.

“I can’t believe it,” Nikki said. My purple-haired girlfriend was also known as Futa Ice Bitch. She was no longer a futa-supervillainess but a hero by me, tamed by Daddy. That was why she wore her cute cat ears made out of her ice. She had tried to freeze the world. “This is just like what I wanted.”
“What the power from the meteorite made you want,” I said.

“You want to breastfeed everyone, but I wanted to smother the world in ice.” Nikki glanced at me. “What makes us different? Why did you want to be good, and why did I succumb to this madness?”

“I don’t know,” I said. “My mother didn’t, either. She just wanted to fuck everyone. There is that impulse to do things with our power, but… Maybe it’s the effects. We all were given something different. My power doesn’t let me control everything.”

“Neither does Futa-Spirit, but she turned into a klepto, right?” Nikki asked, the air rushing over us. We were flying above Commencement Bay now where the Puyallup River emptied into the Puget Sound. Commercial docks lined it, the city of Tacoma wrapping around the bay. The bulk of the city, though, was on the peninsula that formed the western boundary of the bay.

That was the part burning.

“She couldn’t smother the world in ice, but she wanted to steal,” Nikki continued.

I bit my lower lip. “Maybe it’s my father.”

I glanced up at the helicopter. He was in there. Well, she. Dad could go back and forth between sexes, not quite at will, but he knew how to trigger them. Right now, he was a she.
Madonna.

“Mom had sex with her, the first man exposed to this,” I continued. “That did something. He has the power to control us whether he’s a man or a woman. We crave his cum.”

“His domination,” groaned Nikki. “Or hers. Whether it’s Mr. Dom or Mrs. Domme, I want to be ruled by them.”

I nodded. “Exactly. The thing is, I had already had sex with Daddy many, many times before I gained my powers. I was… already tamed by him. Mom didn’t have a chance to go off the deep end, either.”

“Why is Mrs. Domme special?” Nikki asked.

I shrugged. “That’s the million-dollar question. Like who sent the meteorite to Earth.”

“Aliens?” she asked, her voice quiet.

“It came from outer space with an element that you can only make in a particle accelerator, and we haven’t gotten anywhere close to making an element with that atomic weight. It’s all theoretical that it could even exist as a stable superheavy element. This is from aliens more advanced than us.”

“Why would they send it?”

I gave another helpless shrug.

“You don’t think it’s so futas…” Nikki swallowed. “Change the world. Make it easier for them to conquer it.”

“If they could send this stuff from another solar system, wouldn’t they have the technology?” I asked.

“Why else?” Nikki glanced at the city. “We’re almost there.”

The helicopter crossed over the waterfront that ran along B Street. The skyscrapers loomed ahead of us. The freeway emptied onto A Street next then came Pacific Avenue, the main north-south thoroughfare through downtown. From there going west, the streets climbed the hill. The helicopter took us up 9th Street for the courthouse.

The building burned. She was there. Somewhere.

“This is it,” I said. “Get ready!”

Nikki nodded. The flames burned outward from the Pierce County Courthouse and the Pierce County Jail. People were spilling out of the front door on fire. Naked women that weren’t burning. The flames didn’t consume them. They were ecstatic.

They leaped at men and women, tackling them. Fire engulfed them as they writhed on the street in lesbian passion. The fire burned the men into women, consuming their masculinity. That meant that Lady Futaflame was getting stronger.

Gender-swapping men strengthened the futa.

“Here we go!” I cried and let go of the helicopter with my mind.

We plunged for Tacoma Avenue, the street that ran before the Courthouse. It was a large structure, stretching nearly two city blocks along with the attached jailhouse. So many people were becoming Lady Futaflame’s pawns.

I thrust my thoughts down, hitting the street. I used my telekinesis like a pole vault. We swung over the street and hurtled for the burning top of the building. This was where Lady Futaflame was last seen. We landed on it softly.

I let my girlfriend down. She was in her ice-blue and white leotard, her heeled boots that frosty blue. She had a black domino mask painted on her face just like mine. I had a white and black leotard painted over my huge tits.

I was Ms. HuCow with Futa Ice Bitch.

She exhaled. A breath of frosty air shot before her and hit the flames burning before us. They hit the fire. Steam exploded and swirled up into the air. It revealed the surface of the roof was undamaged. The flames weren’t consuming the building.

How was this physically possible? I could feel the heat from them, but…

It wasn’t as hot as fire should be.

From the helicopter, Mrs. Futa—my mom—dropped down with my gender-swapped sister Christie in her arms. Christie could feel Lady Futaflame. She was vital to this operation. Mrs. Futa looked sexy in her red and blue leotard, her tits bouncing. She sat Christie down, the girl’s blonde hair fluttering around her face.

“I think she’s in this building,” said Christie, staring at the ground. “She feels like she’s below us.”

“How do we get down?” I asked.

Mrs. Futa drew back her fist.

“Mrs. Futa!” I gasped. “You can’t just batter your way through the ceiling. This is a courthouse.”
“Oh, right.” Mom smiled at me as the helicopter circled above us. There were more. This was being broadcast to the world. “Let me see. There should be roof access.”

“Futa Ice Bitch!” I cried.

She drew in a deep breath and exhaled. The frost whipped across the roof, snuffing out the dancing reds and oranges. Steam swirled around us. A small hut appeared with a door on it. Mom leaped into action. Literally. She jumped over the distance and landed before it. She ripped the door off its hinges.

Well, it would be locked.

She rushed downstairs.

“Let’s go!” I cried.

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Kendra West

My flames burned across the city.

I could feel them spreading. Every time a man was burned into a woman, I trembled. My cute firebugs were spreading my flames. I stalked through the courthouse, my fire bursting from me. This was a place of injustice.

I had friends who had all been dragged in here, trapped in the cycle of poverty and crime. They would appear before the judges and be let out on bail. They would steal again. Street race. Sell drugs, even. Or just get caught using.

Then they would be hauled back.

Nothing changed. Things just stayed shitty.

No longer. I would burn it all down and make something better.

I burst into the courtroom. My father was sentenced in this room. Twelve years. A judge finally got fed up with him. I had cried. I didn’t understand. He had to do those things. The judge was at the far end, a man in a black robe that rose.

“Bailiffs!” he cried.

Two bailiffs, both men. One was a lean, White man with a crew cut while the other was a heavyset Black man, a traitor to our community. Both of them drew their firearms. Flames burned around me, caressing my body.

They fired.

I laughed as my fire shot out and consumed the bullets. The bailiffs cried out and stumbled back in their green jumpsuits. The flames engulfed them. They fell to the ground, crying out as the fire consumed their gear. Their Kevlar vests and gun belts, their uniforms. Then the flames burned away their manhood.

Two women writhed on the ground, breathing in my flames.

“Lady Futaflame!” they cried out in unison as they rose, their breasts swelling. The Black bitch grew such a huge pair of titties and a great booty.

The judge cowered at his post. The Honorable Judge Gerald Carter. A gray-haired man. A grandfather. He ducked beneath his judicial bench, hiding from me. My flames shot out, consuming the wooden gate that separated the seats from where the lawyer tables and the well. My flames burned.

“You cannot hide from the fires of justice, Your Honor!” I said with a sneer as I strode forward.

The movement to my right caught my attention. He had crawled behind the bench and appeared by a door. He opened it and fled out of the courtroom, his black robes fluttering behind him. I smiled. My entire body burned so hot that my atoms burst apart.

I appeared before him in a hallway.

He gasped and slid to a stop on his loafers. They squeaked on the floor as he trembled, staring at me in shock. In horror. I grinned at him, my hands on my waist. My boobs jiggled and futa-dick swayed. He stepped back.

“You sentenced my father,” I purred, striding toward him. The flames rose around my gorgeous body covered in red and yellow body paint. The flames danced through my afro. “You remember him?”
“I… I…” he whimpered. He spun around to flee.

His bailiffs cut him off. They were mine, now. Two beautiful women with flames dancing over them. Their breasts beautiful. The White slut had perky titties with pink nipples, her blonde hair spilling down her body.

The judge spun to face. “I’ll free him! I will!”

“Yes,” I purred and thrust out my hands.

My flames struck those black robes. They were the symbol of oppression. They flashed off his body before burning the suit he wore beneath. The shirt. The slacks. The tie. They all burned, fabric dancing around his body as he started to change.

From grandfather to MILF.

His gray hair grew black and long, his wrinkled face tightened. Grew round. Lips full and plump, cheekbones soft. The Adam’s apple vanished as breasts grew. Round and firm with pink nipples. Hips grew curvy, thighs sleek. She looked forty now. A MILF in her prime, her black bush hiding her delicious pussy.

“Lady Futaflame!” moaned Judge Geraldine Carter. She dropped to her knees. “I burn for you!”

Flames danced from her shoulders and spread to the wall. The courthouse would burn. The jailhouse, too. All those oppressed by the system would be freed. Transformed. My futa-dick throbbed as I sauntered forward.

“Mmm, you’re going to rule in my favor, right, Judge Geraldine?” I cooed.

“Yes, yes, Lady Futaflame!” she moaned, her eyes blazing hot for me. “I’m yours!”

I stopped before her, my girl-dick bobbing. She leaned forward, her mouth opening wide. She engulfed my ebony cock with her pink lips. Her pale hands gripped my dark hips. I groaned as the White slut suckled on my dick.

“That’s a good gender-swapped bitch,” I moaned. “Suckle on my dick. Yes, yes, work that hot mouth up and down my cock!”

She did.

The White bitch blew my big, Black futa-cock with her hungry mouth. She stroked her tongue around my cock. The gender-swapped bailiffs watched on, their eyes burning hot. They rubbed at their new tits.

I winked at them as my fire spread through the courthouse. I felt more men being burned into women. I shuddered at that power flowing into me. The city was burning. Tacoma would become an inferno in my honor.

I shuddered, reveling in that hot mouth sliding up and down my cock. I reveled in the pleasure. My pussy clenched. Juices ran down my thighs to the tops of my red, thigh-high boots. I groaned as that White slut suckled hard on my Black futa-dick.

“That’s it,” I groaned while sliding my fingers through her black hair. “Such a good bitch.”

The judge moaned around my cock.

“Isn’t she a good bitch, sows?” I asked the bailiffs.

“Yes, Lady Futaflame,” they both moaned together.

The sows pawed at their tits as the slut suckled on my futa-dick. I savored the judge blowing me. Her tongue stroked around my girl-dick. My pussy clenched in delight. My pussy cream dripped down my thighs as that hot mouth suckled on me. It was magnificent.

She worked her mouth up and down my clit-rod. It was incredible to have her blowing me. The fire burned around us, consuming the hallway. The slutty judge worked her lips up and down my clit-rod, her pale cheeks hollowing.

The White MILF blew me with passion. Her tongue stroked around my girl-dick. My ovaries brimmed with my load of futa-cum. I would dump all that jizz into her mouth. Just flood her with all the spunk that I had.

“Yes, yes, you’re gonna drink all my futa-cum, right, slut?” I growled. “Mmm, Your Honorable Slut is going to gulp down all my girl-jizz, yes?”

The gender-swapped judge nodded, her eyes burning with such heat as she blew me. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was so good to have her working that hot mouth up and down my clit-rod. Her tongue stroked over the crown of my girl-dick.

I shuddered as she did that. The pressure grew in my ovaries to flood the White slut with my girl-jizz. She suckled hard on me. My pussy clenched with the need to cum. To flood her mouth with all that spunk that I had in my ovaries.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it,” I groaned. “Goddamn, Your Honorable Slut! Yes, yes, yes!”

I erupted.

She squealed around my spurting cock. Pleasure shot through me. It was incredible to have that ecstasy crashing into my mind. Stars flashed as she swallowed down all my spunk. The rapture washed out of my spasming snatch.

The judge gulped down my futa-spunk. She swallowed it all with such passion, her eyes burning with heat. The watching bailiffs moaned, squeezing their tits as they licked their lips in hunger. In envy. They wanted to devour my futa-cum.

“Ooh, ooh, yes!” I groaned, spurting more spunk into the slutty judge’s mouth.

Judge Geraldine gulped down my cum. She swallowed all the futa-spunk that I had. I erupted into her again and again, my body trembling. My boobs jiggled as I erupted one last time into her mouth. I flooded her with all that I had.

It felt so good to do that.

“Damn,” I groaned, swaying there. “Ooh, you’re such a good slut. I bet you want me to fuck you in the cunt?”

Judge Geraldine ripped her mouth off my cock and gasped out, “Yes!”

Cum and drool dripped down her chin. Her gorgeous face burned with lust. Flames danced around her body. She spun around and knelt on the floor, wiggling her hips at me. Her black bush dripped with juices. Her new pussy begged to be fucked.

“You,” I said, pointing at the White bailiff. “Blonde sow, get over her. Feed her your cunt!”

“Yes, Lady Futaflame!” moaned the White bailiff. The sow darted forward, her round titties jiggled. She had a toned body. Athletic and sleek. “Your Honor, eat me out!”

“Yes!” Judge Geraldine moaned and buried her face into the sow’s blonde bush.

She feasted on that delicious snatch as I dropped to my knees behind her. I slapped my ebony futa-cock onto the judge’s plump, ivory ass. Flames burned round my dick and danced over her rump. She moaned in delight.

I slid my cock down her butt-cheek, leaving behind gleaming precum. I found her bush. Her curls tickled the crown of my cock. I gripped her hips and rammed my cock into her pussy. She gasped out in delight as I plowed to the hilt in her twat.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, yes!”

It was incredible to be in her gender-swapped snatch. I shuddered, reveling in this moment. It was so beautiful to enjoy my power. She feasted on the blonde sow. The gender-swapped bailiff trembled there, her face contorting in delight.

“Your Honor,” whimpered the blonde sow. “Oh, oh, Judge! That’s so good!”

“She’s a good slut,” I purred, sliding my ebony hands over the judge’s smooth sides. I reached around to find her round tits. I gripped those delightful mounds. “Mmm, you love my futa-dick being buried in your cunt, don’t you, Your Honorable Slut?”

“I do!” she moaned, clenching her twat down on my dick. “Yes, yes, yes, I do!”

I smiled in delight and pulled back my hips. My futa-dick slid out of her cunt. Her hot flesh gripped me. She felt wonderful around my dick. I plowed back into her twat. I slammed into her snatch, fucking her hard and fast.

I churned her up with my passion. I fucked her with all that I had. It was so good to fuck her with passion. Just incredible to pound her twat with all that I had. She gripped me with her hot flesh. She massaged me with her silky embrace.

I fucked her hard.

I pounded her with force. Felt so good to slam into her snatch. She gripped my dick with her hot flesh. It was wild to fuck her with all that I had. I pounded her with delight. Hammering her with all that I had.

It was so good to fuck her. I buried into her snatch again and again, loving the feel of her cunt around my dick. It was so good to use her like that. I grunted and groaned, fucking her snatch again and again.

“Yes!” I growled. “That’s good. That’s so fucking good!”

She whimpered, her pussy clamping down my dick. As I buried into her White pussy. I fucked her new cunt with my big, Black futa-cock. My tits jiggled. She tongued the blonde sow’s cunt. The bailiff whimpered, her boobs jiggling.

“Judge!” moaned the sow.

“Is she feasting on your cunt like a good little slut?” I moaned, hammering the gender-swapped judge with all that I had.

“She is!” groaned the woman. “She’s licking at me. Just stroking her tongue through my folds. It’s so good to have her doing that. I love it!”

“Good, good!” I growled, fucking deep and hard into that pussy. “Make her cum, Your Honorable Slut!”

“I will, Lady Futaflame!” gasped the judge, her pussy clamping down on my futa-dick. “Ooh, ooh, you’re futa-dick is so huge!”

I smiled, fucking her with my big, Black futa-dick. I hammered her hard and fast, wanting to burn everything and fuck every pussy. Every asshole and mouth. I wanted to spend my life dumping my load into my firebugs.

They were all so cute.

That hot pussy gripped me, swelling the pressure in my ovaries. I rushed toward that moment when I would cum. I would have a huge burst of delight. I could not wait to cum like a whore. I wanted to explode with all that I had.

It would be so good. So amazing to erupt.

I slammed into that hot pussy. I fucked her cunt with so much force. It was amazing to pound that wonderful cunt. I thrust into her snatch with all that I had. It was an incredible moment to hammer her with force, her pussy clamping down on me.

“Judge!” the sow gasped, her pale titties jiggling. “That’s it, Judge! Fuck!”

The White bitch bucked, her boobs bouncing. She gripped the back of the gender-swapped judge’s head, holding the slut to that delicious pussy. I fucked Judge Geraldine’s cunt hard as she drowned in the bailiff’s pussy cream.

“Oh, yes!” groaned the judge, her voice muffled by hot cunt. “Lady Futaflame!”

Her cunt convulsed around my girl-cock. I loved the feel of that hot twat spasming around me. It was wild to have all that passion surging through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I buried into that wonderful pussy, the need to cum bursting at the tip.

“Yes!” I gasped and erupted.

Flames erupted around us as I dumped my load into her wonderful cunt. Her pussy rippled around me, suckling the cum out of my ovaries. I groaned, dumping load after load of my spunk into her wonderful pussy.

Her twat spasmed around me. She suckled at me with that hot flesh as the ecstasy shot through me. Gender-swapped cunt felt amazing around my dick. I unloaded in the White slut, flooding her with my futa-spunk.

“Lady Futaflame!” she moaned, milking my cock.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned in triumph, dumping all my futa-cum into her snatch.

The courthouse burned with my passion. I could feel my flames finding more men, consuming them and turning them into women. It was wonderful. I ripped my futa-dick out of that cunt, the Black sow kneading her heavy tits.

I teleported behind her. She gasped as I hugged her from behind, my futa-dick sliding into her crack. I held her tight, my hands fondling her breasts. She shuddered, her asscheeks clenching about my cock.

“Bend over,” I purred, my fingers kneading those wonderful tits. “I’m gonna fuck that fine ass. Mmm, you’re gonna serve our people now. We’re going to burn away all oppression until only there are beautiful, horny women ready to love me!”

“Yes, Lady Futaflame,” the bailiff moaned.

She bent over. I loved how plump her booty was. My cock looked nice nestled between her cheeks. The other two were staring at me in shock. Then they smiled. Judge Geraldine dripped with pussy cream while the White bailiff panted.

“Go,” I shouted. “Spread my fire!”

“Lady Futaflame!” my cute firebugs moaned and darted off, trailing fire.

“Mmm,” I purred. “You’re going to spread my fire, too, right? Once I’m done fucking this delicious booty you have.”

“Yes, Lady Futaflame,” she said, glancing back at me. Her thick, woolly hair swayed around her gorgeous, round face. “Bugger me!”

She bent over. My girl-dick nuzzled into her asshole. I drilled against her backdoor. I loved the feel of her groaning in delight. I pushed and pushed on her, feeling her anal sheath stretching around my girl-dick. What a wonderful moment that was.

She gasped as her asshole opened wider and wider. My futa-dick drilled against the sow’s backdoor. She moaned, the flames dancing around our bodies. I loved the warmth caressing my breasts and tickling my bald twat.

“Fuck, Lady Futaflame!” gasped the slut as her anal ring surrendered to my cock.

I slid into her asshole. Her bowels gripped my cock. I groaned in delight as that hot sheath devoured my futa-dick. I sank deeper and deeper into her until my crotch rubbed against her plump booty. I ground my cuntlips on her ass.

“So fucking big,” she groaned, her back arching. “Shit, shit, I love your futa-dick in me, Lady Futaflame!”

“Of course you do,” I purred, stroking up and down her sides. “Mmm, you’re gonna cum like a slutty sow on my girl-dick!”

“Yes!” she squealed as I drew back my cock.

Her back arched. I loved the way her bowels clamped down on my girl-dick. She felt incredible around me. I groaned and buried back into her anal sheath. I sank to the hilt in her anal sheath, reveling in this moment.

I groaned, fucking away at her bowels. I pounded her anal sheath with all that I had. I loved this moment. It was so good to fuck her. She felt incredible. I groaned, plowing into her bowels over and over again.

She squeezed down on me. It was fantastic to have her gripping my cock. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her hard and fast. I pounded her with force. I plowed into her with so much passion. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her anal sheath.

“Lady Futaflame!” she gasped.

“I know,” I purred, fucking her bowels hard. “You love it. You love my big futa-dick in your asshole!”

“I adore it!” she gasped as I slammed into her anal sheath. “Goddamn, that’s good!”

I fucked the gender-swapped bailiff hard in the asshole. Her hot flesh gripped my cock. She massaged me with that wonderful flesh. I would be erupting into her bowels again and again. I could not wait for that moment to burst through me.

“Ooh, I am going to dump so much cum in your asshole, sow!” I hissed.

“Yes!” she moaned, her butt-cheeks jiggling as I hammered her hard and fast. “Yes, yes, fuck my ass!”

“I love how you squeal, sow!” I moaned, pounding in her bowels.

Her anal sheath clamped down on me. She felt so good gripping my dick with her anal sheath. I groaned, fucking her bowels with force. I plowed into her hard and fast. She gripped my cock with that hot flesh. She held me tight with her bowels.

I groaned, my boobs bouncing as I rushed toward the moment when I would cum in her anal shaft. I would flood her with so much jizz. It was so good to fuck her like this. I loved the way she gripped my cock with her hot anal sheath.

It was wild to pound her into bowels.

I fucked her hard and fast. I slammed into her anal sheath with everything that I had. My boobs bounced before me as I churned up her asshole. She moaned as I did that. She squeezed her hot flesh down on me.

I groaned, fucking her hard and fast. She wiggled her hips back and forth. She wanted to make me cum. I craved her doing that to me. I was so ready to erupt into her bowels. It was incredible to slam into her. She gripped me.

“I’m going to fuckin’ cum, Lady Futaflame!” she moaned.

“That’s right!” I groaned, slamming into her bowels. “That’s what I want to hear. Just let me feel that hot asshole convulsing around my dick!”

She squeezed down on me. She gripped me with that wonderful flesh. I shuddered, hurtling toward that moment when I would cum hard. I was so ready for it. I loved the way her anal sheath gripped my cock. It was a beautiful moment.

She squeezed her asshole down on my dick. I loved how she massaged me. It was incredible to feel her massaging me with that velvety flesh. I slammed into her bowels hard. The need to cum swelled at the tip of my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” I groaned. “That’s good. That’s so good! You’re going to make me explode!”

“Yes!” she gasped.

Her asshole convulsed around my dick.

I shuddered, savoring the velvety heat of her climax. Her bowels rippled around my thrusting clit-rod. I hammered the sow’s bowels. She moaned, her passion mixing with the crackling of the flames. I buried into her hard.

I erupted.

“Yes!” I gasped as my pussy convulsed. Rapture shot from my clit-rod while ecstasy gushed out of my cunt. Juices poured hot down my thighs. “Ooh, ooh, that’s it!”

“That’s fucking it!” she groaned as her hot flesh massaged my erupting futa-cock. “Take it!”

She did. She took it. I loved the feel of her bowels rippling around my dick. She felt fantastic. I grunted, dumping my load into her twat. I filled her up with my jizz. She moaned as I dumped more and more blasts of my girl-spunk into her.

“Lady Futaflame!” she groaned as she rippled around me.

I swayed there, the dual raptures surging through my body. I erupted a final time into her asshole. I panted, savoring this moment. She felt incredible around me. I suckled in deep breaths, needing to burn more. To spread my flames.

“Go, my little firebug sow,” I groaned. “Spread the fire. To the jail. To the city!”

“Yes!” she groaned and ripped her asshole off my cock. She stumbled down the hallway, flames trailing behind her.

I smiled and felt the building being transformed by my purifying flames. I spun around and marched through the fire to find a hottie to suck my girl-dick clean. I hummed, spreading my arms wide as I strolled through the inferno consuming the courtroom.

“Justice,” I groaned.

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Madonna Powers

“Put me down at Tacoma General,” I told the pilot. Adela was in the backseat while my wife, daughters, and sex slave rushed into the courthouse through the rooftop door. “Futa-Spirit will be there.”

The pilot nodded. He understood that this was dire.

Tacoma General lay farther north. The flames were threatening it, yet. They would if things didn’t change. All of Tacoma would be devoured. I stared at the city. It spread out to the west, neatly ordered streets with residential housing. The University of Puget Sound dominated that area. Beyond it was Point Defiance, the large nature reserve on the tip of the peninsula. The Narrows Bridge crossed the Sound to Gig Harbor. Behind us, Tacoma sprawled south, merging into other communities that would be threatened, too.

The helicopter descended. We had to stop Lady Futaflame. She was the last futa-supervillainess that needed to be tamed.

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Cally Simpson

The alarms blared.

We had to evacuate the hospital. Things were insane out there, and it wasn’t easy. We had patients that couldn’t be moved easily. What were we supposed to do for the ones on life support? This was a disaster.

These flames were blazing toward us.

I entered Mrs. McClinnon’s room. She was on a respirator. The doctors needed the brain swelling to go down. I had no idea what to do for her. I was the nurse in charge of her and other patients. The medical ambulances wouldn’t be here in time.

“Hi!”

I jumped to find a slender, redheaded woman standing there in black and silver body paint. She had cat ears on and a cat tail swaying behind her. She was one of them. I shuddered, this warmth flushing through me.

“I’m going to evacuate both of you to Tacoma General,” she said. “So… We’re here!”

I stumbled. I was in another room. Mrs. McClinnon was there, her life support machinery plugged into the wall. It was a room that had another patient in the same circumstances. I spun around to find the redhead winking at me.

Then she was gone.

A third bed appeared. Annette, another nurse, gasped, spinning around.

I wanted to faint, but… this woman was saving our patients. I could cry. She was such a hero, but she was already gone before I could thank her by stripping naked and letting her just bend me over and fuck her hard.

I shook my head, my panties soaked. I hoped to have a chance to thank her properly, but there was work to be done. The patients that were brought over had to be checked out. The hospital would be crowded.

I could hear a commotion in the hallways. More patients must be appearing.

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Hannah Glass

It was so tedious rescuing the patients, but so important.

For them, it was an eye blink, but I had to run back and forth between Tacoma General. I had to find them rooms to stick them in, the ones that needed the machinery. It was nerve-wracking because I was unplugging this important machinery. Of course, I moved so fast, that none of their machines even seemed to register that they had been unplugged.

Still, pushing hospital beds down the street to Tacoma General got so old.

I made hundreds of trips. Moving patients, nurses, everyone I could.

The flames were frozen as I moved. People were on fire, but no one was in pain. I ran past men who were in the process of turning into women, the fires consuming them. Others were having sex. So much sex.

I wanted to join, but I had to help these people so that meant moving as fast as I could.

Finally, I had out everyone that I could. Poor Tacoma General was crowded with them. I decided to head up on the roof to figure out what to do next. I rolled my shoulders and stared out at the city. A helicopter was frozen in the air.

I frowned at it. There was something about it…

I let time flow normally.

The helicopter was coming in to land on the rooftop of the hospital. Adela’s head popped out the open door. She waved to me, her strawberry-blonde hair fluttering behind her. And sitting up front was Mrs. Domme.

She was in her woman form.

The helicopter landed and my mistress hopped out naked. She marched to me, so in command. I shuddered at the sight of her, my hips wiggling back and forth. I wanted to obey whatever she told me to do. I whimpered at the sight of her.

So beautiful. In command. Her big boobs jiggled before her.

“Mrs. Domme,” I whimpered as Adela darted up beside the beautiful MILF. “What are your commands.”

“She’s at the Courthouse,” Mrs. Domme said. “Take me there.”

I scooped her up in my arms. Adela jumped onto my back. With that, I took off at a run, eager to get into the fight. I carried the pair of them effortlessly as I rushed down the stairs, through the crowded hospital, and out onto the streets of Tacoma.

I rushed down MLK for 9th, the fire frozen around me. Lady Futaflame was going to get her pussy tamed by Mrs. Domme. I wanted to have a front-row seat.

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Mrs. Angela Powers

I rushed down the stairs. The flames burned about us. They were hot, but not enough to stop me. I burst through the first door and looked around. The flames were burning down the hallway. A woman spilled naked out of the door, her body wreathed in flames.

She raced away from me and around the corner.

“Let’s split up,” I said. “Christie, stay close to me.”

“Yeah,” Christie said, the fire burning close. She swallowed, the heat whipping her blonde hair around her face.

“You’ll be fine,” said Ms. HuCow. My futa-daughter flashed her sister a grin.

Christie nodded and jogged after me.

I rushed down the hallway, the flames burning everywhere. Fire burst from the floor. I jumped over them and landed on the other side. I opened the door to find three women in a little daisy chain. All their clothes were gone. The fire consumed the books on the walls.

Law books.

“Where is she, Christie?” I asked, turning around. I stepped out in the hallway. “Christie?”

Where did she go? I closed my eyes to listen for her, but the place echoed with passion. Women were moaning everywhere. Flames crackled. I swallowed. I had lost my daughter in all this madness. I was such a horrible mother.

“Christie!”
I couldn’t panic. I closed my eyes and sorted through the sounds. She was here. I just had to find her. I would not abandon my little girl. She was my responsibility. I was Mrs. Futa. There was nothing I could not do.

I heard Miss HuCow and Futa Ice Bitch moving through the place. Women were gasping in orgasmic delight. Where was Christie in this? I heard a woman call another a slut. There was so much chaos here.

I had to find her. I needed to protect my little girl.

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Christie Powers

The flames erupted before Mom.

So she just jumped through them. I stared in shock at that. The flames were blazing so hot. How did she do that? I stepped back. I knew the fire didn’t want to hurt me, but they were rushing at me. I panicked.

I turned and ran. I went left at a hallway. The flames chased me. I took another left and found a stairwell. I rushed down them. This was nuts. There was a fire burning everywhere. Instincts guided me. I had to escape the fire.

I knew where safety lay.

I rushed down the stairs. I took them two at a time. I went down two floors and burst out. I was in a large hallway. It was wide. There were doors along it. Courthouse doors. I ran down them, fire burning out of them.

One door opened and she appeared.

Lady Futaflame.

I slid to a halt at the sight of her. Flames rippled up the Black futa-supervillainess’s body. They danced through her afro. She wore that same red and yellow bodysuit. She turned around and smiled at the sight of me.

“Mmm, there’s one of my cute, little firebugs,” she purred. “On your knees. I need you to suck my dick clean.”

“Yes, Lady Futaflame,” I moaned and dropped to my knees.

I opened my mouth wide and engulfed her futa-dick. I swallowed that dirty rod, savoring the sour flavor of someone’s asshole. That was good. Lady Futaflame groaned, her round tits jiggling. The body paint coating them was so hot.

“That’s so good,” she purred. “Mmm, yes, yes, suckle on me.”

The sour flavor of that asshole wreathing her girl-dick was amazing. I suckled hard on her. It was an amazing moment to bob my head. I slid my tongue around that sour girl-dick. The Black futa smiled down at me.

“Mmm, you doin’ so good, slut,” she moaned. “Love havin’ a White girl blow me. Suck my girl-dick clean of that sow’s asshole. You love it, right?”

I nodded around her girl-dick and suckled so hard on her.

“Course you do, slut,” she purred. “Ooh, you’re sucking with all that passion. I love it.”

I nursed with all that I had on her, my tongue sliding around her dirty futa-pole. I polished her, the sour flavor fading fast. I wanted to enjoy it for as long as I could. I nursed on her hard. She gasped as I did that. Her face twisted with delight.

She groaned as I suckled with all my might on her. I nursed hard on her, my cheeks hollowing with my passion. She stared down at me as I polished her pole. The sour flavor had faded entirely, leaving just the salty delight of her girl-cock.

“Ooh, that’s it,” she moaned. “Just suckle on my futa-dick like that!”

I did. My tongue stroked around her futa-cock. I had to make her cum so hard. I wanted to just make her explode. I craved to have that girl-cum flooding my mouth. I suckled on her hard, working my lips up and down that delicious girl-dick.

I suckled on that chocolate rod, pleasuring the futa. She groaned, her girl-dick twitching in my pale hands. I stroked her as I blew her. I worked my lips up and down her futa-cock. My tongue danced around her, caressing every bit of her.

“Mmm, you do love to suck cock, don’t you, slut?” she purred. “Just a White girl who loves sucking a big, Black futa-dick.”

I ripped my mouth off her futa-cock to moan, “I do! I love it!”

“Then get back to sucking, slut!” she hissed, flames dancing in her eyes.

I engulfed her girl-cock again. I moaned around her futa-dick, so eager to make her burst in delight. I suckled and slurped, drool running down my chin. She groaned, her futa-rod twitching in my mouth. I could tell she was close.

She would just erupt, flooding my mouth with all that wonderful spunk. Flames crackled around us. I wasn’t afraid now, though. I just wanted to love this amazing futa. I wanted to gulp down all her cum.

It would be amazing.

I suckled and slurped on her with all that I had. I flicked my tongue around her futa-cock, aching to make her cum. It was such an incredible rush to do this. She groaned, her futa-dick throbbing in my mouth.

She was so close.

My tongue danced around the crown of her girl-cock. I stroked her spongy dick. She throbbed in my mouth. I knew she would have a big eruption. Just spurt all her spunk into my mouth. I could not wait for that wonderful rush.

I suckled so hard on her. I nursed on her with such passion. Her futa-cock throbbed in my fisting hands. Her face scrunched up in passion. The flavor of her precum grew saltier. I fluttered my tongue against her spongy tip.

Right at her slit.

“Yes!” she gasped. “My little firebug!”

She erupted.

Her cum spurted into my mouth. Thick and salty. I groaned, gulping it down. My cunt burned so hot. I wanted her to stick her big girl-cock into my pussy and churn me up. She could fuck me so hard. Just pound me with that mighty girl-rod.

“You dirty whore!” moaned the futa-supervillainess as she erupted again and again.

I gulped down all her futa-cum. I loved that thick and creamy jizz pouring down my throat. I swallowed it all. She filled my belly with her jizz, her futa-cock burning hot. She trembled in delight, her boobs jiggling.

She stroked her fingers through my blonde hair as she erupted one last time. She purred in delight as I swallowed her girl-cum. I stroked my tongue around the spongy crown of her girl-dick. I wanted to gather every drop of her spunk.

She stared at me and frowned. “Wait… I know you.” She gripped my hair and yanked my lips off her cock. “You were there on the beach.”

“Yes,” I panted.

“How did you get here so fast?” she demanded. “Why are you even here?”

I trembled in fear, my breasts rising and falling. “I… I mean… I had to… find you.”

She peered down into my eyes. “You’re not one of my firebugs at all. You’ve been snuffed out. Who snuffed out my flames in you!”

“Help!” I screamed. “Mommy!”

“Mommy can’t help you,” purred the futa-supervillainess. Her hand gripped me by the throat. She picked me up, her eyes wild. “How are you here? Who freed you? What is going on?”

I tried to scream, fear squeezing about my heart. She choked me. Her thumbs pressed into my esophagus. She was wild. Mad. Her flames hadn’t hurt me so far, but I knew they could. I tried to pull away.

“ANSWER ME!” she howled. “WHO SNUFFED OUT MY FLAMES!”

In answer, the ceiling exploded into gypsum dust and shards of drywall. A red and blue shape dropped through it. Mrs. Futa landed, her big tits bouncing. She rose to her feet, her blonde hair swirling around her face. She looked so heroic standing there, a superheroine come to save the day.

To save me.

“I did!” declared my sexy mother, her voice ringing with such strength and confidence. “I am Mrs. Futa, Defender of Truth, Justice, and Love! Your rampage is at an end, Lady Futaflame!”

Fire exploded around the futa-supervillainess and swept down to me.

To be continued…

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