Alexandra Lane skipped into the room.
"Hey, Mommy," she said. "What's up?"
"Hello, dear." Lois Lane was sipping a glass of champagne. She held a half-eaten stack of rips in her other hand.
Alexandra giggled as she looked at the woman struggling under her mommy. Cat Grant's face was buried in Lois' gigantic ass, and the former CEO of CatCo was desperately licking her mistress.
"She may have been a pathetic reporter and an even more pathetic CEO," Lois sneered, "but she makes a pretty good seat. Now, dear, I was thinking that it would be good to have someone to take care of your needs."
"Uh-huh?" Alexandra said.
"Of course. As you are my daughter, it is important for all of your needs to be utterly fulfilled. So I have some ideas about who would make an appropriate boyfriend for you. Tell me what you think...."
* * *
Scott Summers followed Dr. Pryde. He wasn't really paying attention to her. His mind was focused on telepaths -- on how flighty and silly they were, spending all their times reading other people's naughty thoughts, unable to focus because everyone's thoughts were intruding on them. He thought of all the trouble Emma Frost had caused, using her slutty mind powers to mess with everyone else, all of the trouble Jean Gray had caused, like when she became the Black Queen or the Dark Phoenix. Even Professor X -- Onslaught and everything. How much pain and frustration telepathy caused everyone because telepaths just couldn't control themselves. They were too focused on reading thoughts, messing with other people's thoughts, to control their own minds.
Telepaths needed a firm hand, otherwise they'd just get into mischief.
"Sadly, Jean Gray has lost it again," Dr. Pryde said. "She's a telepath, right? That's what happens when they're not properly controlled. We had to restrain her for her own good."
She gestured to the room, which revealed Jean Gray with a blindfold and ball-gag on, a helmet over her head, bent over with her and hands in the some form of stocks. She looked utterly helpless.
Just staring at her made Scott Summer's cock swell.
Dr. Pryde licked her lips as she glanced at Scott's now gigantic member, desperately pressing against his pants.
"What are we to do with poor Jean?" Dr. Pryde sighed dramatically.
* * *
"Fuck, our first stuck-up white celeb!" Nicki Dickaj sneered as she squeezed her shaft. "I wanna see her dumb cracker face as I fuck her mouth!"
"So do I!" Cardi C snarled.
"Fuck, let's skull-fuck her both at once!"
Jinx giggled as Nicki and Cardi both yanked on Kim's hair.
"Open wide, ho!" Nicki grinned.
Fortunately Kim was now a cum-goblin, and a cum-goblin could accommodate any cock.
Jinx giggled again as Kim's mouth stretched like a snake's as the two she-males thrust their black shafts down her throat.
"GGHHHK! GGHHHHK!"
Kim licked desperately at the two shafts. She hadn't realized how delicious cum was before! She couldn't want to start sucking down all this yummy jizz!
Jinx yelped as Megan grabbed her hair from behind.
"Convenient you got these two fucking horns," Megan grinned. "I'm the fucking Stallion and I'm gonna ride you like a fucking mare."
* * *
"Are you okay, Alfred?" Dr. Quinzel asked.
"Yes," he muttered. "Just a small headache."
"Why don't we now shift to a Rorschach test? Why don't you tell me what you see in the ink blot?"
She held up the first ink blot.
Alfred squinted as he studied it. As he looked at it, he got the image of some busty feminine tart in a Robin costume with her green panties around her ankles, squealing as she is bent over someone's knee, her bare bottom getting spanked by a big black hand.
"Someone getting discipline," he said.
"And this one?"
He saw another tart in a Robin costume, this one bent over the Batmobile.
"Someone getting taught respect."
"And this?"
He saw a dainty young figure dressed in a tight bondage parody of the Batman costume. Her hands were bound behind her back, and two powerful black hands gripped the costume's bat ears. She gazed up with big desperate blue eyes as the figure ruthlessly pounded a huge black cock in and out of her slutty mouth.
Alfred rubbed his head. He was feeling woozy.
* * *
Raven hoped Beast Boy wouldn't be too hurt to find out that Raven had other boyfriends now. Honestly, she was embarrassed that it had taken her so long to realize that she was a walking, talking bunch of holes for hungry demon tentacles and throbbing demon cocks. A big-titted slutbag like her needed to be fucked within an inch of her life, treated like total demon fuckmeat. Hopefully Beast Boy would be satisfied that Raven would let him watch.
She bet he'd enjoy beating his green meat as Raven's boyfriends ruthlessly stretched each of her slutty holes. Maybe even she'd let him spurt a little on her giant fun-bags. They needed so much jizz after all.
"Uhhhh!" Raven moaned, rubbing her huge tits as she imagined the looks on the Teen Titans' faces as they all saw her boyfriends giving her the ruthless fucking she needed so bad, covering her in all their sticky demon juice, treating her like the demon-bitch she was. "Nuhhhh! Got to focus!"
She wiped the drool out of her mouth, and turned desperately to the shadow tentacles that were starting to paw her.
"We neeeeed to escape!" she whined. "Then you can turn me into your slutty tentaclesleeve!"
She knew her boyfriends were mad that she was resisting them. They would punish her so bad for it.
Raven bit her lip at the thought.
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