The Rise of Doctor Akitomi (a poll driven story)
Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2016 2:31 pm
Hey all! I’ve been busy for the last few months working on none heroine stories. Right now I’m in the middle of a massive follow up to my “Choose Her Peril” post-apocalyptic story. But, I missed the genre and had an idea for the beginning of a story (Which you will find below!). As I wrote it I decided a fun way to keep me interested in the project (I know, I leave a lot unfinished). At the end of the story you will find some options for what happens next, which I want you all to post votes for. But you’ll find more info at the end of the story. Now enjoy!
P.S. this story features a massively busty heroine, an evil scientist, and a fleshy tentacle monster.
P.P.S this story also takes place in my Heroines Perilous World setting, but in a city that's never appeared in my stories so far.
You can find the second part here:
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The Rise of Doctor Akitomi Part One
Everyone knows that the place to make it as a supervillain is Megatropolis. Every criminal, no matter how big or small, dreams of making it there. Every superpowered villain knows they won’t be taken seriously in the criminal world till they spend at least some time in the large city. And it is because of this that Megatropolis is known as the crime capital of the world.
On the flip side the city is also the superheroine capital of world, with more active superheroines than any other city in America. Sure, there is a revolving door of younger heroines that only last a short time in the city (usually defeated and sold into white slavery), but there is a contingent of stubbornly successful heroines that call the city home and that make life for the criminal element there a constant struggle.
Doctor Akitomi knew all of this. He was, after all, one of the smartest men in the world. Of course, this was partially due to having an active Power Gene. He had no superhuman strength or flashy powers like flight or the ability to shoot fire from his hands. No, all Akitomi has was a superhuman intelligence.
For decades the scientist had managed to keep his superpowered status hidden from his employer, the IntelliTek Corporation. He toiled in their labs, helping create high tech devices that filled their coffers, many of them with military applications. He was a genius in nearly every field, able to work on any project the company needed help with. And it didn’t go unnoticed that the man had a very strong and perverse sex drive, one that made it so he was a natural working on the Red Floor, the top secret anti-superheroine testing group.
But even his long history of successes and breakthroughs with the company wasn’t enough to save his job when his bosses found out about his active P-Gene. The corporation has a deeply ingrained distrust of those with powers and he was soon forced from the company.
Akitomi looked at his firing as a blessing in disguise. There had been many projects that even the evil IntelliTek Corporation had not allowed him to work on, some considered even too perverse for the Red Floor. Now he was free to pursue any project that caught his whim. And thanks to the decades of military and criminal contacts he had made working at IntelliTek he would easily be able to find financing and buyers for any tech he created.
Normally a man such as himself would move his operation to a small island, one not registered on any map or perhaps part of a small independent country that could be easily bullied into allowing his work to proceed in the open. But Doctor Akitomi wasn’t your average mad scientist, and he planned on doing the unexpected. He knew that the superheroines that Interpol employed frequently hunted down these island havens, ensuring none lasted for very long. Besides, he had loved America ever since he had moved to the country from his native Japan. He wouldn’t leave his chosen home unless forced to.
He knew right away that he would need to avoid Megatropolis. The superheroines there were too bothersome. And his tech, once complete, would be in high enough demand that buyers would come to him. Still, his work would require that he be located in or very near a large city.
The problem with this was that EVERY major city had its own collection of meddlesome superheroes. They had been an American institution since the end of the Second World War. Most large cities even had a fully formed, officially sanctioned super team. Akitomi knew he’d need to avoid cities with those, knowing they would be best organized and most likely to sniff out his operations quickly. And until he had things set up properly there was no way he could repel an attack from a well organized team of heroes.
With all of this in mind Doctor Akitomi was left with only one real choice: Destiny City. It was a growing metropolis, quickly on its way to being as large as Megatropolis. It had access to all the raw materials he would need as well as a power grid great enough for him to leach off of without drawing unwanted attention. And most importantly the city had no official super team at the moment.
Sure, the city DID have heroines. But they were all young and inexperienced and most had only recently graduated from The Academy (the superhero university). What’s more, there wasn’t much superpowered crime in the city, meaning the few heroines there would have little to no experience in dealing with a supervillain of Akitomi’s caliber.
Two months after being fired from IntelliTek Doctor Akitomi had a functioning hidden base bellow Destiny City. Basic heroine defenses had been erected and he had finished a few projects that were earning him money and a growing reputation. He then had the time and recourses to start working on some of the projects that IntelliTek had forbidden him to research.
He thought everything was going accordingly to his plans, but little did he know that one of his buyers had recently been captured by a superheroine. During his interrogation he had spilled enough information to reveal Doctor Akitomi’s location. This information had been shared with Destiny City’s police force, which had passed it on to one of the city’s superheroines thinking the newly established supervillain would be easily taken care of.
They had no idea how wrong they were…
* * *
Jasmine Lewis stood on the roof of the Destiny City Police Headquarters, looking up at the sky. It had been months since she had flown, not since her finals at The Academy. She had argued against being tested on her ability to fly, insisting she would rarely use it during her career, but the administration had insisted she show proficiency in ALL of her powers before she be given the officially government approval to fight crime. She had managed to pass the test, but only barely.
She sighed, knowing flying across town was the best way to head to this new mad scientist’s “hidden” base but not wanting to do it. She also knew if he had any hired goons as guards it would help her get the drop on them, something that would be hard to do if she approached on foot.
The problem was she was just awful at flying. There had been a time, the first year or two after her powers activated, that she could easily fly. But that had all been before and even her body finished going through all the changes her active P-Gene had eventually brought on.
She thought back to what she had looked like on her first day at the Academy: a thin, awkwardly leggy African-American girl. Her skin was fairly light in tone (as her father had been white) and her features were small and round, giving her a “cute” almost harmless look. Compared to most of the other students at The Academy she had felt very out of place.
For a time she had been envious of the other girls there: almost all of them had “filled out” when their powers activated. A bra size smaller than a cup size of E was fairly rare. Even the girls who were, in comparison, considered small could fill a D cup. Only a handful had breasts as small as she had.
And then her breasts had come in. It happened shockingly fast. Jasmine’s little B cups grew and grew, exploding in size over just a couple of short weeks. Before long they were so big she had to have bras custom made. She went from being known as the cute, awkward girl with the smallest tits in school to being the awkward, weird looking girl with tits so big she had a hard time standing up.
Those first few months had been hard adjusting to all the new weight on the front of her torso. Hell, each of her tits was bigger than most other girl’s entire torso! Jasmine had frequently toppled over while doing simple tasks, all because she was too top heavy. It happened enough that the other girls started mockingly calling her “Top Heavy”, and as was tradition in the school your superhero name was chosen by the other students and the humiliating name had stuck, becoming her official title.
For a time she had thought about quitting, especially after she discovered how hard flying was with her new titanically sized breasts. But she had persevered, slowly learning how to excel with her new breast size. She had even discovered that her strength, speed, and toughness had all increased as her breasts had grown making her new, almost indecent appearance almost worth it. The only thing she had never truly gotten the hang of flying with all the extra weight.
But this was her first real mission for Destiny City, and she needed to prove herself. None of the other active heroines in the city could fly, and it was clear the police force wanted to see the power in action. She knew that many of the police officers were looking out their office windows or milling around in front of the building waiting to see her fly up into the sky.
“Okay, Jasmine, time to show ‘em what you’ve got,” she said to herself. The heroine took a quick look down to inspect her costume, sighing in frustration when she was reminded that she couldn’t see past her colossal breasts when doing so.
Her costume was made of a sturdy, form fitting fabric that helped keep her massive breasts in check. She had argued for straps that went over her shoulders for support, but the costume designer at The Academy had convinced her to go for an outfit that was strapless and sleeveless, leaving almost an indecent amount of flesh showing. “This fabric is strong enough to support breasts even as big as yours. And you WANT to show off all that cleavage! It distracts the horny, pathetic villains.”
Since this was what almost every heroine did Jasmine had decided to go along with it. The only thing she had insisted on was large, sturdy thigh high boots. “And no heels!” She didn’t care what the fashion was; she wanted functional footwear while she fought crime.
She shook her head, trying to chase away all the thoughts and memories running through her mind. “Show time,” she muttered, kneeling down on one leg and placing her hands flat on the roof. “Come on Jasmine, it’s been a long time but you remember how to do this…” She began to concentrate on flexing the muscle inside her abdomen that seemed to activate her ability to fly. The air around her started to hum, looking down she saw small pebbles on the ground starting to vibrate. The power gathered around her till she felt herself begin to float buoyantly up into the air.
At that moment she looked straight up into the sky and pushed down, forcing the floating energy down and out of her body. A moment later she shot up into the sky, leaving the police station far behind her. But like always she hadn’t properly judged how much her massive, heavy breasts would pull her body forward and down.
Instead of moving in a straight line up into the sky her upward motion arced downwards, and before long the heroine was tumbling back down towards the city below her. For a moment she was a tumbling tangle of flailing limbs, but then she managed to put on another burst of flight and shot back up into the sky.
For a time she was able to fly up and in the direction of the villain’s hidden base, but before long she began to curve and then topple earthward. Once more she managed to push herself back into the sky before falling to low, but then after a minute she began to topple forward again. It went like this all the way across town, flying straight for a minute then toppling forward as her massive breasts threw her off.
It took a lot of patience and far more energy than she wanted to expand, but eventually she reached the villain’s lair. She wanted to fly a short patrol around the building below her but she knew the sight of her tumbling awkwardly out of the sky as she tried to fly would be hard to miss. So instead she simply landed down behind the building, noting that it looked like a simple abandoned warehouse of some kind.
She stopped to catch her breath for a moment. “Forgot… how much energy… flying takes…” Once she was able to breathe normally she stood tall, looking at the door leading into the dilapidated building. “Okay Jasmine, it’s time to woman up and show the world what Top Heavy can do.” She took a deep, calming breath then kicked the door in.
* * *
Alarms began to blare in Doctor Akitomi’s control room. He had been hunched over a control panel, reading the test results displayed on the screen before him. As soon as the alarms sounded, however, he spun in his chair and began looking at the live security footage. “Superheroines! Here, how? How can one of them have found my hideout so fast?”
He spun his chair around again, rolling over to another bank of computer monitors where he began furiously typing on a keyboard. “I’ll need to start the evacuation procedures, I’m not ready to stop a team of heroines yet—” He stopped, looking back at the security monitors. “Wait… there’s just one. And my god, would you look at the size of her breasts!”
Staring at the monitor he fell deep in thought, stroking the short goatee on his chin. “No… no need to evacuate. I can stop one. And then, once I’ve captured her, I can interrogate her and find out how she knows about my lair, find out if other heroines will be coming to look for her. And there’s a lot I could do to a heroine… a lot of fun I could have. And a lot of experiments I could run! In fact… I could use one of my new creations to stop her, put it to the test right now.”
Doctor Akitomi began to laugh. “Why yes, this is just what my little operation needed!” He got out of his chair, stretching. “I don’t know who you are, you dumb bitch, but you’re going to regret coming here.”
* * *
Knowing the warehouse had a base hidden in it made finding the entrance easy. The base was obviously below ground, so Top Heavy simply looked for the building’s basement. Once she was there it was easy to spot the false wall and locate the hidden switch that opened the door into the villain’s hidden lair.
Stepping through the door her surroundings went from dilapidated and run down to one of pristinely clean concrete walls. The corridor she entered led to a larger room full of shipping containers. It was clear that there was a large freight elevator that would bring these containers up into the warehouse above. Top Heavy had no idea if the products or supplies inside were incoming or out going, she just knew they weren’t her main target. “I need to find the man who runs this place, this ‘Doctor Akitomi’. Once I’ve captured him and dealt with any goons he happens to have I can force him to tell me what all this is.”
There were a number of doorways leading out of the large room. Each had an electronic sign above the door with a string of words running across it. “Experimentation Lab: Zone #1” read one door, “Weapons Storage” read another. Top Heavy stopped at the door labeled “Control Room”.
“Mad scientists are so stupid! When will they learn that if they label things in their base it only makes it easier for us to hunt them down? And what kind of lame-ass operation is this guy running? I haven’t seen any sign of any guards or even automated security systems. God, this is going to be sooooooooo easy.”
* * *
“How confident this heroine is,” Akitomi said as he watched her enter the door marked “Control Room”. “So confident that she is smarter than me, that I will commit the same mistakes all my predecessors have made.” He reached forward and touched a button on the keyboard before him. On the monitor the electronic displays above the doors all went blank then came back on with different words running across them.
“You’re not headed towards my control room, you meddlesome bitch. No, you’re heading right towards one of my experimentation wings. You’re falling right into my little trap… But I don’t want to watch from here. No, I want a much closer look.”
He turned, leaving his control room behind.
* * *
The corridor leading to the control room was long, and frequently took wide winding turns. And there were times that Top Heavy felt the corridor was moving down, deeper into the ground. After a good ten minutes of moving forward and down the corridor it took a sharp turn to the left, ending at a large metal door with bright yellow stripes painted across it. Red signs proclaiming “Danger: Zone #1”.
“How weird,” Top Heavy thought, thinking back to the listings over the doors. “Zone #1” had been a label on one of the doors she hadn’t gone through. For a moment she wondered if she had mistakenly gone into the wrong door, or if perhaps they were mislabeled. But then the heroine shook her head. “No, this is just some kind of trick. Or more likely just improper labeling by a pathetic, upstart mad scientist. No sense in trying to understand their kind of logic.”
Deciding to press on she looked around for a way to open the door. On one side was a large button covered by a Plexiglas box. Above the button was stenciled “PRESS TO OPEN”.
“Well, guess it’s obvious what to do next.” With confident flare Top Heavy flung the box covering the button open then slammed her palm down on the large red button. The next moment many things happened at once.
The overhead lights in the hallway dimmed, and then spinning red warning lights began to flash, accompanied by a blaring warning tone. Meanwhile, the large door before her started to slide slowly open, revealing a pitch black chamber on the other side. But most importantly a thick gas came steaming out of the room, exploding out and up into Top Heavy’s face.
She was caught totally off guard by this. She inhaled deeply as she gasped in surprise, ensuring she took in a thick lungful of the gas. She immediately doubled over as a coughing fit overtook her. The gas stung her throat, yet tasted sticky-sweet in her mouth. As she continued to cough she felt light headed then dizzy, the feeling of sudden disorientation made worse by the blaring alarms and flashing lights all around her.
Trying to regain her composure, but unable yet to get back to her feet, she looked up at the opening door before her. It was rising slowly, open a couple of feet so far. The room inside was totally dark and the flashing red lights above her only penetrated five or six feet into the utter darkness.
Squinting her eyes the heroine was able to make out…. something. It was on the ground, just at the edge of the darkness: a large unmoving pile of unspecified mass. No, not unmoving. The pile was coming to life, at first shifting, then beginning to writhe as if it was a mass of small things moving in all directions at once.
Still coughing, still feeling dizzy, Top Heavy forced herself to get back to her feet. The door had by then opened to about her waist. The writhing pile of things in the room seemed to be coming slowly forward. Backing away cautiously the heroine squinted her eyes once more as she struggled to make out what the mass coming towards her was. She thought it looked slightly like a pile of half melted snakes, or flesh covered roots.
It should have occurred to the heroine to run, or at least retreat down the hallway till she had a better look at what was coming towards her. But unnoticed by her, thinking had become rather hard. The gas that had come out of the room had affected her, slowing her impulses and dumbing her mind.
The door continued to rise till it was open enough for Top Heavy to enter the room without bending over. The thing before her seemed to have temporarily stopped moving forward, but now that the door was open almost all the way she could see that the pile of things were gathering up and growing taller. She still couldn’t see them clearly, but they looked almost as if the top half of them were forming into some king of humanoid shape.
As the door finished opening the flashing lights and blaring siren turned off. Slowly the normal lighting in the hallway came back on, and as it did the lights in the room before Top Heavy began to light as well, revealing the monstrosity looming before her.
It now stood a good three or four foot taller than her. The top half of its “body” was roughly humanoid in shape with a head and arms and torso. But it appeared as if it was created of melting clay like flesh, only then taking shape. As the heroine stood rooted in fear the “body” continued forming, the soft oozing outside tightening and growing more firm. A hideously disfigured face took shape on its head, eyes and a mouth with teeth freshly forming before her eyes.
More shocking than the creatures horrifying face was the writhing mass of flesh under it. Instead of legs much of its body below the waist was a slab of ever changing, melty orange-brown flesh. But extending out from this mass were countless tentacle, a nightmare tangle on impossibly long shafts of flesh whose skin looked far too real and disturbingly human.
Then the heroine saw what was on the tip of some of these tentacles and her heart sank. Some were tipped like you would imagine a tentacle, but to her horror at the end of around half of the appendages was an all too real looking cock head, bulbous and unmistakable. She opened her mouth and began to scream, realizing nothing at The Academy had prepared her for this moment.
As the heavy titted heroine screamed in fright one of the tentacles shot forward, straight towards her face. It moved with surprising and alarming speed, and before Top Heavy had a chance to react the cock tipped tentacle was in her mouth.
It was large, almost too big to fit into her mouth. As it pressed into her mouth she could feel that it’s flesh felt unmistakably like that of a human male sexual organ. She even felt its thick sponginess swelling and growing hard as it entered her.
Then, before it had even pressed fully into her mouth, there was an explosion of liquid from the cockhead, quickly filling her mouth. The suddenness of the liquid’s appearance, and the sheer volume of it, cause the heroine to gag and then out of instinct start to swallow it down. The fluid had a strong, sweet taste mixed with a heady bitterness. It certainly tasted nothing like semen, yet there was something unmistakably male about it.
As her muddled mind was processing the strange, strong taste in her mouth the creature began moving towards her. Tentacles began shooting towards her ahead of it, quickly entangling the overwhelmed heroine. They wrapped around her wrists, her ankles, even her waist.
She barely registered the trouble she was in till two of the tentacles slithered down the front of her costume, then pulled her top down. Her massive, voluminous breasts came spilling free into the open air. They were gigantic, superhumanly large mounds of flesh that hung heavily from her chest. Full and thick, yet fluidly soft looking.
Having her breasts suddenly freed and revealed shocked awareness back into Top Heavy. She jerked her head back and away from the faux cock in her mouth. It fell free, still ejaculating the strange jizz down onto the heroine’s neck and chest. In disgust she looked down and saw that the fluid was more like a thick, watery yogurt than semen and was a disgusting yellowish color. Yet there was a fragrant, enticing smell wafting up from the ooze into her face that filled her with the desire to taste it.
Top Heavy swallowed what was in her mouth and tried not to think about how good it tasted. She began struggling against the tentacles continuing to wrap around her body, which were slowly drawing her into the room with the creature. She called up her impressive super strength, tearing her limbs free of the appendages ensnaring her. She was far stronger than any of the individual tentacles, but for every one she broke free of two more were trying to wrap back around her.
With screams and grunts she struggled. The creature before her was sliding towards her as it continued to pull her deep into the room, more of the tentacles taking shape form the bottom half of its body and flying towards the heroine. She struggled to break free, but was unable. There were just too many of the tentacles. As she fought they lifted her up into the air, placing her level with the massive, over sized torso at the top of the creature.
It had grown in size, like its mass was increasing. The top half of it now looked more human than ever, but had grown large and fat. From the waist up its flesh looked almost human, although it was still colored a weird orange-brown that was unsettlingly inhuman. Its arms and hands had taken shape, although they too were overlarge and meaty. Its face was a grimace of anger as it howled in a voice that sounded guttural and almost human, but was clearly unable to form intelligent words.
The tentacles fighting to subdue Top Heavy started slithering into her costume and ripping it open. Before long her outfit was torn into tatters with only a few ripped pieces of cloth and her knee high boots remaining. When she noticed this she realized it meant the tentacles were growing stronger, as they had originally been unable to tear her costume apart.
“I’ve got to break free from this monster before it overpowers me!” As Top Heavy screamed this she noticed for the first time a large mirrored panel on one of the walls in the room she had been pulled into. It then began to fade, turning into the clear glass and revealing a watching figure standing in some kind of control room.
The revealed figure was tall and fit, although he didn’t look particularly strong. He was an older, perhaps middle aged, Asian man with a stern and thoughtful look on his face. He was dressed in sleek, black coveralls that seemed to have small electronics built into them. A tight cowl extended up from the coveralls, covering all but the man’s face. Top Heavy’s eyes were drawn to the sinister figure, even as she fought a losing battle to break free from the monster before her.
The man smiled at her then lifted a forearm before his face. He placed a finger on it, activating some kind of device. A moment later he began to speak and his voice was carried into the room through electronic speakers.
“My creation is magnificent, isn’t it? This is the Flesh Beast’s first test run and I must say, it’s going rather well.” Top Heavy was too busy trying to keep a cock tipped tentacle out of her mouth to do more than grunt at the supervillain. “He’s taken shape faster than I calculated and ensnared you quite easily, although I can see you still have a chance to break free of his grasp. This I cannot allow.”
He then lifted a small electronic device up and showed it to the superheroine. “With this device I am psychically linked to the beast and able to control its actions. As long as I have this I am the creature’s puppet master. And so far you have only seen a sample of what this creature can do. See, I’ve designed it to take care of meddlesome heroines such as you. I’ve no idea how you found my base, but I intend to find out. And that means I need the creature to subdue and capture you. Luckily for me, it can easily do just that.”
Top Heavy felt the creature she was battling tense for a moment. She looked over and saw its monstrous face twitch, then a moment later its expression of anger faded slightly. Its jaw fell open and it began to drool down its front, its eyes falling on Top Heavy’s breasts and a look of lust spreading across its features.
Half of the tentacles swarming her seemed to back away. For a moment she thought this would give her an opening to escape, but then she noticed that the ends of all of these tentacles were growing rigid. Her eyes widen as she noticed that these were all the cock-tipped tentacles, and it was as if they were all growing suddenly aroused.
A moment later they all rushed towards her, countless hard cocks on the end of a nightmare swarm of tentacles surrounding her in every direction. They were thick and hard, their cockheads swollen and their fleshy shaft thick and veiny. She screamed, frightened at what was about to happen and also ashamed at what she was feeling. For the sight of so many hard, large cocks had awoken her always hungry libido and as with all women with an active P-Gene, once aroused she would quickly became so hungry for sexual release she might lose control of her actions.
The swarm of cocks approached her, her screams increasing as she writhed and attempted to break free of the normal tentacles that were grabbing hold of her. But the appendages were still growing stronger. One slithered around her neck, choking off her scream and cutting off her ability to breathe. She reached up and tried to pull the tentacle from around her neck with both of her hands, but other tentacles were soon around her wrists pulling her hands back down.
Then, in unison, every cock tipped tentacle surrounding the heroine began to erupt with the thick, yellow, yogurt like jizz. The cocks shot cum at her from every direction, the thick fluid splattering all over face, massive exposed breasts, ass, even her bared cunt. It began to thickly ooze down her body, seeping into every nook and cranny, even into her mouth.
The tentacle around her throat loosened, allowing her to take a deep breath. As she did this three of the tentacles began spraying cum into her open mouth, ensuring she swallowed a large mouthful of the goop. She gagged and began to spit it up, but then her body started to process the taste. It was delicious, so incredibly intensely delicious. Why hadn’t she realized that before? She needed more of it, so she began to swallow in great big gulps.
The tentacles helped her, spraying the fluid into her mouth and all over her body. Her hair was drenched, dripping down onto her face. Her tits were covered; her body an oozing mess of yellowish cum.
Then the burning began.
There was warmth at first then her flesh heated up everywhere the creatures sum touched bare flesh. As the heat grew in intensity came pleasure, so much pleasure. Before long Top Heavy was no longer struggling to escape, instead she was writhing in pleasure. Her massive breasts rose and fell as her breathing increased. Her thighs ground together as she squirmed from the growing arousal felt deep in her core. And through it all she guzzled more of the cum.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” the villain asked her. “Ah, yes, of course you are far too busy and distracted to answer. But don’t worry, the fun and pleasure is far from over. See, I’ve studied you heroines for a long time, decades even. And I know one thing to be true: inside every one of you is an insatiable whore. No matter how strong, no matter your powers you can ALWAYS be defeated if fucked into submission.”
Most of the tentacles stopped spewing cum at her, although the one closest to her face inserted itself into her mouth and continued to ooze a steady stream of the fluid into her hungry maw. Other cocks approached her, sliding their rigid girth into her various holes.
The first entered her cunt, its entry eased by her own ample juices and the cum dripping from its tip. Two tentacles spread her ass cheeks open for an approaching cock, which began to press into her asshole. The cum running down her backside acted as ample lubrication and soon the head of the cock had forced its way into her tightest hole. A moment later both cocks were pumping in and out of her body, fucking her hard and fast.
Still other cocks approached her. One slid into each of her hands, where the once mighty heroine began to jerk them off. Her body was too aroused and she had lost all control. She sucked and jerked and fucked the cocks all around her.
The one in her cunt ejaculated more of the cum into her, sliding out as it grew temporarily soft, only to be replaced quickly by another hard shaft. The creature’s face was one of total bliss, it was feeling the pleasure from nearly countless cocks ejaculating and waiting their turn to fuck the attractive, fat titted heroine. But it was an impatient beast. As the cock up her ass came and slithered out, the large load of cum squelching out of her ass, it was replaced by TWO cocks. They had to struggle to enter her, but her super human toughness ensured they could enter her tight hole without doing any permanent harm.
The feel of two massive dicks being shoved up her ass and then starting to fuck her pushed Top Heavy over the edge. Her whole body began to convulse as she started to cum. The feel of cocks fucking all of her holes ensured that the orgasm was long and hard, and this more than anything doomed for for every heroine knew that every orgasm temporarily drained there powers. And one as hard and long as the one she then endured was sure to leave her nearly powerless.
When her orgasm was over the heroine went temporarily limp. Her head hung down, her cum drenched hair hanging down wetly over her face. Top Heavy was lifted high in the air by the cocks fucking her, allowing her to see the creature’s torso below her. She saw that from its base, bellow its fat disgusting belly, one extra large, massively inhuman cock was growing out of the mass of flesh below. It grew larger and longer till it extended up before her. It was so large around that there was no chance it would ever fit inside of her.
As the creature raised this largest of cock tentacles to the heroine it began to become clear what the creature intended. The cock in her mouth pulled itself free, growing limp and disappearing back into the creature’s body. At the same time two long, thin tipped tentacles began to wrap around her massive breasts, attempting to pull their mass apart. The largest cock moved up and in between them then the other tentacles pressed her fat udders around it.
The huge, fat cock began fucking her tits, using the cum spread over the large surface of her breasts as lubricant. Many of the cock tipped tentacles retreated, leaving just the cock in her cunt and two in her ass impaling her up into the air. Aside from the tentacles pressing her tits around the massive cock the only one left holding her was one wrapped around her waist which helped support her weight. The creature seemed to want to savor the pleasure coming from fucking her overlarge breasts.
Top Heavy stared down at the massive cock popping up through her breasts as it fucked her chest. Every time the cockhead appeared out of her cleavage it was covered in cum. Her hunger for the delicious fluid was far from sated, and her animal instincts told her that THIS cock, this largest of cocks, would have the most cum in it. She only needed to make it cum…
Top Heavy decided to reach up and try to grab hold of the cock as it popped out of her tits. She wrapped her hands around its shaft, using some of her remaining straight to grab it tightly and pull its end up out of her breasts. She lowered her head and opened her mouth, taking as much of it into her mouth as she could and licking it clean as she did, but so large was the cock that its head could not fit into her mouth.
She gave up on her attempt to suck it off, instead letting it pull back down into her breasts slightly. But she kept her hands wrapped tightly around the end of the shaft just under the cockhead, jerking it off as it returned to fucking her tits. She felt the shaft grow harder, felt it fucking her fast. She held tight, her grip slippery smooth from all the cum covering the cock.
Soon she felt all the dicks in her and the one in her hand grow even more firm and straight. The creature’s dicks lifted her higher up into the air and then as one all of the cocks on the creature, even those that lay flaccid and exhausted on the floor, began to ejaculate. There was a shower of cum spreading out into the room, building up into thick gooey puddles on the floor. All of Top Heavy’s holes overfilled with cum, the creatures strange semen coming spraying out around it’s cocks as they continued to fuck her. The large cock in her hands showered cum up into her face.
As the creature continued to cum its fat body seemed to deflate, many of the tentacles sagging limply to floor. Still it kept cumming. The tentacles began to lose their shape, melting back into the mass of flesh that was the beast’s body. Slowly they receded as the creature began to lose its shape, retreating back from the heroine. Before long it was simply a mass of malleable flesh-stuff that was crawling back form Top Heavy, leaving her laying in a thick pool of its cum.
Top Heavy seemed to barely notice the monster retreating into the farthest, darkest corner of the room. She lay on the ground, desperately drinking and slurping up as much of the cum as she could. She looked weak, barely able to remain conscious and only doing so because her body craved the cum so badly.
An evil laugh spread through the room. “I’d be careful, my dear dumb-titted heroine. My calculations predict that the creature’s bliss jizz is highly addictive, at least to women. I’ve designed it to have no effect on men, only stupid cunts like you.”
* * *
Doctor Akitomi watched as the defeated heroine used the last of her energy to slurp up another mouthful of his creation’s cum, then saw her finally give into the physical exhaustion she felt after experience so many long orgasms. She went limp, falling unconscious.
He was pleased with his creation, although he saw plenty of room for improvement. He’d have to work on those improvements, knowing the creature would need to be in peek form to eventually take on an entire team of superheroines. But before he began work on that he would need to interrogate this heroine, find out how she discovered his lair and if other heroines would be coming to rescue her.
Of course, watching her fucked in submission had left him horny and in need of release. Perhaps he’d take care of that first…
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Alright perverts, that’s the beginning of the story. But now I need your help choosing what happens next. Below are four ideas for the next part. Comment with your vote for which you want to see. When I sit down to write the next I’ll tally up the votes and write what you’ve chosen!
Option One - Doctor Akitomi enters the room to gloat over the unconscious Top Heavy and fuck her. Fucking the heroine brings her back to consciousness and she manages to snatch the control for the Flesh Beast form him, temporarily using the creature to aid in her escape. After escaping she enlists the help of two other heroines in the city to take the supervillain down, but during that time he is able to increase his bases defenses.
Option Two - Top Heavy is captured. Doctor Akitomi sexual tortures use, concentrating on her huge breasts. This causes the heroine to slip in and out of consciousness, having vivid flash backs to her time at The Academy that turn into inescapable sexual nightmares. Meanwhile, a group of heroines are gathered to come looking for the heroine after she fails to return from her first mission.
Option Three - Doctor Akitomi easily breaks the large breasted heroine, discovering the police know the location of his base. He knows it’s only a matter of time before more heroines come to take him down. He begins evacuating his base, taking Top Heavy with him. He plans on totally breaking her will and turning her into a weapon to use on other heroines in case they locate his next base. And of course, he will need to get revenge on the man who told the authorities about his location…
Option Four - The Doctor easily breaks Top Heavy, discovering the police know the location of his base. But having seen how easily she was to take down, and how much useful data was gathered in doing so, he decides to not evacuate his base. Let the authorities know his location, and let them send more heroines. He will simply use them to test more of his creations. He quickly bolsters his bases defenses, turning it into a testing ground for his perverse, anti-heroine creations, all while conducting equally perverse experiments on Top Heavy.
P.S. this story features a massively busty heroine, an evil scientist, and a fleshy tentacle monster.
P.P.S this story also takes place in my Heroines Perilous World setting, but in a city that's never appeared in my stories so far.
You can find the second part here:
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The Rise of Doctor Akitomi Part One
Everyone knows that the place to make it as a supervillain is Megatropolis. Every criminal, no matter how big or small, dreams of making it there. Every superpowered villain knows they won’t be taken seriously in the criminal world till they spend at least some time in the large city. And it is because of this that Megatropolis is known as the crime capital of the world.
On the flip side the city is also the superheroine capital of world, with more active superheroines than any other city in America. Sure, there is a revolving door of younger heroines that only last a short time in the city (usually defeated and sold into white slavery), but there is a contingent of stubbornly successful heroines that call the city home and that make life for the criminal element there a constant struggle.
Doctor Akitomi knew all of this. He was, after all, one of the smartest men in the world. Of course, this was partially due to having an active Power Gene. He had no superhuman strength or flashy powers like flight or the ability to shoot fire from his hands. No, all Akitomi has was a superhuman intelligence.
For decades the scientist had managed to keep his superpowered status hidden from his employer, the IntelliTek Corporation. He toiled in their labs, helping create high tech devices that filled their coffers, many of them with military applications. He was a genius in nearly every field, able to work on any project the company needed help with. And it didn’t go unnoticed that the man had a very strong and perverse sex drive, one that made it so he was a natural working on the Red Floor, the top secret anti-superheroine testing group.
But even his long history of successes and breakthroughs with the company wasn’t enough to save his job when his bosses found out about his active P-Gene. The corporation has a deeply ingrained distrust of those with powers and he was soon forced from the company.
Akitomi looked at his firing as a blessing in disguise. There had been many projects that even the evil IntelliTek Corporation had not allowed him to work on, some considered even too perverse for the Red Floor. Now he was free to pursue any project that caught his whim. And thanks to the decades of military and criminal contacts he had made working at IntelliTek he would easily be able to find financing and buyers for any tech he created.
Normally a man such as himself would move his operation to a small island, one not registered on any map or perhaps part of a small independent country that could be easily bullied into allowing his work to proceed in the open. But Doctor Akitomi wasn’t your average mad scientist, and he planned on doing the unexpected. He knew that the superheroines that Interpol employed frequently hunted down these island havens, ensuring none lasted for very long. Besides, he had loved America ever since he had moved to the country from his native Japan. He wouldn’t leave his chosen home unless forced to.
He knew right away that he would need to avoid Megatropolis. The superheroines there were too bothersome. And his tech, once complete, would be in high enough demand that buyers would come to him. Still, his work would require that he be located in or very near a large city.
The problem with this was that EVERY major city had its own collection of meddlesome superheroes. They had been an American institution since the end of the Second World War. Most large cities even had a fully formed, officially sanctioned super team. Akitomi knew he’d need to avoid cities with those, knowing they would be best organized and most likely to sniff out his operations quickly. And until he had things set up properly there was no way he could repel an attack from a well organized team of heroes.
With all of this in mind Doctor Akitomi was left with only one real choice: Destiny City. It was a growing metropolis, quickly on its way to being as large as Megatropolis. It had access to all the raw materials he would need as well as a power grid great enough for him to leach off of without drawing unwanted attention. And most importantly the city had no official super team at the moment.
Sure, the city DID have heroines. But they were all young and inexperienced and most had only recently graduated from The Academy (the superhero university). What’s more, there wasn’t much superpowered crime in the city, meaning the few heroines there would have little to no experience in dealing with a supervillain of Akitomi’s caliber.
Two months after being fired from IntelliTek Doctor Akitomi had a functioning hidden base bellow Destiny City. Basic heroine defenses had been erected and he had finished a few projects that were earning him money and a growing reputation. He then had the time and recourses to start working on some of the projects that IntelliTek had forbidden him to research.
He thought everything was going accordingly to his plans, but little did he know that one of his buyers had recently been captured by a superheroine. During his interrogation he had spilled enough information to reveal Doctor Akitomi’s location. This information had been shared with Destiny City’s police force, which had passed it on to one of the city’s superheroines thinking the newly established supervillain would be easily taken care of.
They had no idea how wrong they were…
* * *
Jasmine Lewis stood on the roof of the Destiny City Police Headquarters, looking up at the sky. It had been months since she had flown, not since her finals at The Academy. She had argued against being tested on her ability to fly, insisting she would rarely use it during her career, but the administration had insisted she show proficiency in ALL of her powers before she be given the officially government approval to fight crime. She had managed to pass the test, but only barely.
She sighed, knowing flying across town was the best way to head to this new mad scientist’s “hidden” base but not wanting to do it. She also knew if he had any hired goons as guards it would help her get the drop on them, something that would be hard to do if she approached on foot.
The problem was she was just awful at flying. There had been a time, the first year or two after her powers activated, that she could easily fly. But that had all been before and even her body finished going through all the changes her active P-Gene had eventually brought on.
She thought back to what she had looked like on her first day at the Academy: a thin, awkwardly leggy African-American girl. Her skin was fairly light in tone (as her father had been white) and her features were small and round, giving her a “cute” almost harmless look. Compared to most of the other students at The Academy she had felt very out of place.
For a time she had been envious of the other girls there: almost all of them had “filled out” when their powers activated. A bra size smaller than a cup size of E was fairly rare. Even the girls who were, in comparison, considered small could fill a D cup. Only a handful had breasts as small as she had.
And then her breasts had come in. It happened shockingly fast. Jasmine’s little B cups grew and grew, exploding in size over just a couple of short weeks. Before long they were so big she had to have bras custom made. She went from being known as the cute, awkward girl with the smallest tits in school to being the awkward, weird looking girl with tits so big she had a hard time standing up.
Those first few months had been hard adjusting to all the new weight on the front of her torso. Hell, each of her tits was bigger than most other girl’s entire torso! Jasmine had frequently toppled over while doing simple tasks, all because she was too top heavy. It happened enough that the other girls started mockingly calling her “Top Heavy”, and as was tradition in the school your superhero name was chosen by the other students and the humiliating name had stuck, becoming her official title.
For a time she had thought about quitting, especially after she discovered how hard flying was with her new titanically sized breasts. But she had persevered, slowly learning how to excel with her new breast size. She had even discovered that her strength, speed, and toughness had all increased as her breasts had grown making her new, almost indecent appearance almost worth it. The only thing she had never truly gotten the hang of flying with all the extra weight.
But this was her first real mission for Destiny City, and she needed to prove herself. None of the other active heroines in the city could fly, and it was clear the police force wanted to see the power in action. She knew that many of the police officers were looking out their office windows or milling around in front of the building waiting to see her fly up into the sky.
“Okay, Jasmine, time to show ‘em what you’ve got,” she said to herself. The heroine took a quick look down to inspect her costume, sighing in frustration when she was reminded that she couldn’t see past her colossal breasts when doing so.
Her costume was made of a sturdy, form fitting fabric that helped keep her massive breasts in check. She had argued for straps that went over her shoulders for support, but the costume designer at The Academy had convinced her to go for an outfit that was strapless and sleeveless, leaving almost an indecent amount of flesh showing. “This fabric is strong enough to support breasts even as big as yours. And you WANT to show off all that cleavage! It distracts the horny, pathetic villains.”
Since this was what almost every heroine did Jasmine had decided to go along with it. The only thing she had insisted on was large, sturdy thigh high boots. “And no heels!” She didn’t care what the fashion was; she wanted functional footwear while she fought crime.
She shook her head, trying to chase away all the thoughts and memories running through her mind. “Show time,” she muttered, kneeling down on one leg and placing her hands flat on the roof. “Come on Jasmine, it’s been a long time but you remember how to do this…” She began to concentrate on flexing the muscle inside her abdomen that seemed to activate her ability to fly. The air around her started to hum, looking down she saw small pebbles on the ground starting to vibrate. The power gathered around her till she felt herself begin to float buoyantly up into the air.
At that moment she looked straight up into the sky and pushed down, forcing the floating energy down and out of her body. A moment later she shot up into the sky, leaving the police station far behind her. But like always she hadn’t properly judged how much her massive, heavy breasts would pull her body forward and down.
Instead of moving in a straight line up into the sky her upward motion arced downwards, and before long the heroine was tumbling back down towards the city below her. For a moment she was a tumbling tangle of flailing limbs, but then she managed to put on another burst of flight and shot back up into the sky.
For a time she was able to fly up and in the direction of the villain’s hidden base, but before long she began to curve and then topple earthward. Once more she managed to push herself back into the sky before falling to low, but then after a minute she began to topple forward again. It went like this all the way across town, flying straight for a minute then toppling forward as her massive breasts threw her off.
It took a lot of patience and far more energy than she wanted to expand, but eventually she reached the villain’s lair. She wanted to fly a short patrol around the building below her but she knew the sight of her tumbling awkwardly out of the sky as she tried to fly would be hard to miss. So instead she simply landed down behind the building, noting that it looked like a simple abandoned warehouse of some kind.
She stopped to catch her breath for a moment. “Forgot… how much energy… flying takes…” Once she was able to breathe normally she stood tall, looking at the door leading into the dilapidated building. “Okay Jasmine, it’s time to woman up and show the world what Top Heavy can do.” She took a deep, calming breath then kicked the door in.
* * *
Alarms began to blare in Doctor Akitomi’s control room. He had been hunched over a control panel, reading the test results displayed on the screen before him. As soon as the alarms sounded, however, he spun in his chair and began looking at the live security footage. “Superheroines! Here, how? How can one of them have found my hideout so fast?”
He spun his chair around again, rolling over to another bank of computer monitors where he began furiously typing on a keyboard. “I’ll need to start the evacuation procedures, I’m not ready to stop a team of heroines yet—” He stopped, looking back at the security monitors. “Wait… there’s just one. And my god, would you look at the size of her breasts!”
Staring at the monitor he fell deep in thought, stroking the short goatee on his chin. “No… no need to evacuate. I can stop one. And then, once I’ve captured her, I can interrogate her and find out how she knows about my lair, find out if other heroines will be coming to look for her. And there’s a lot I could do to a heroine… a lot of fun I could have. And a lot of experiments I could run! In fact… I could use one of my new creations to stop her, put it to the test right now.”
Doctor Akitomi began to laugh. “Why yes, this is just what my little operation needed!” He got out of his chair, stretching. “I don’t know who you are, you dumb bitch, but you’re going to regret coming here.”
* * *
Knowing the warehouse had a base hidden in it made finding the entrance easy. The base was obviously below ground, so Top Heavy simply looked for the building’s basement. Once she was there it was easy to spot the false wall and locate the hidden switch that opened the door into the villain’s hidden lair.
Stepping through the door her surroundings went from dilapidated and run down to one of pristinely clean concrete walls. The corridor she entered led to a larger room full of shipping containers. It was clear that there was a large freight elevator that would bring these containers up into the warehouse above. Top Heavy had no idea if the products or supplies inside were incoming or out going, she just knew they weren’t her main target. “I need to find the man who runs this place, this ‘Doctor Akitomi’. Once I’ve captured him and dealt with any goons he happens to have I can force him to tell me what all this is.”
There were a number of doorways leading out of the large room. Each had an electronic sign above the door with a string of words running across it. “Experimentation Lab: Zone #1” read one door, “Weapons Storage” read another. Top Heavy stopped at the door labeled “Control Room”.
“Mad scientists are so stupid! When will they learn that if they label things in their base it only makes it easier for us to hunt them down? And what kind of lame-ass operation is this guy running? I haven’t seen any sign of any guards or even automated security systems. God, this is going to be sooooooooo easy.”
* * *
“How confident this heroine is,” Akitomi said as he watched her enter the door marked “Control Room”. “So confident that she is smarter than me, that I will commit the same mistakes all my predecessors have made.” He reached forward and touched a button on the keyboard before him. On the monitor the electronic displays above the doors all went blank then came back on with different words running across them.
“You’re not headed towards my control room, you meddlesome bitch. No, you’re heading right towards one of my experimentation wings. You’re falling right into my little trap… But I don’t want to watch from here. No, I want a much closer look.”
He turned, leaving his control room behind.
* * *
The corridor leading to the control room was long, and frequently took wide winding turns. And there were times that Top Heavy felt the corridor was moving down, deeper into the ground. After a good ten minutes of moving forward and down the corridor it took a sharp turn to the left, ending at a large metal door with bright yellow stripes painted across it. Red signs proclaiming “Danger: Zone #1”.
“How weird,” Top Heavy thought, thinking back to the listings over the doors. “Zone #1” had been a label on one of the doors she hadn’t gone through. For a moment she wondered if she had mistakenly gone into the wrong door, or if perhaps they were mislabeled. But then the heroine shook her head. “No, this is just some kind of trick. Or more likely just improper labeling by a pathetic, upstart mad scientist. No sense in trying to understand their kind of logic.”
Deciding to press on she looked around for a way to open the door. On one side was a large button covered by a Plexiglas box. Above the button was stenciled “PRESS TO OPEN”.
“Well, guess it’s obvious what to do next.” With confident flare Top Heavy flung the box covering the button open then slammed her palm down on the large red button. The next moment many things happened at once.
The overhead lights in the hallway dimmed, and then spinning red warning lights began to flash, accompanied by a blaring warning tone. Meanwhile, the large door before her started to slide slowly open, revealing a pitch black chamber on the other side. But most importantly a thick gas came steaming out of the room, exploding out and up into Top Heavy’s face.
She was caught totally off guard by this. She inhaled deeply as she gasped in surprise, ensuring she took in a thick lungful of the gas. She immediately doubled over as a coughing fit overtook her. The gas stung her throat, yet tasted sticky-sweet in her mouth. As she continued to cough she felt light headed then dizzy, the feeling of sudden disorientation made worse by the blaring alarms and flashing lights all around her.
Trying to regain her composure, but unable yet to get back to her feet, she looked up at the opening door before her. It was rising slowly, open a couple of feet so far. The room inside was totally dark and the flashing red lights above her only penetrated five or six feet into the utter darkness.
Squinting her eyes the heroine was able to make out…. something. It was on the ground, just at the edge of the darkness: a large unmoving pile of unspecified mass. No, not unmoving. The pile was coming to life, at first shifting, then beginning to writhe as if it was a mass of small things moving in all directions at once.
Still coughing, still feeling dizzy, Top Heavy forced herself to get back to her feet. The door had by then opened to about her waist. The writhing pile of things in the room seemed to be coming slowly forward. Backing away cautiously the heroine squinted her eyes once more as she struggled to make out what the mass coming towards her was. She thought it looked slightly like a pile of half melted snakes, or flesh covered roots.
It should have occurred to the heroine to run, or at least retreat down the hallway till she had a better look at what was coming towards her. But unnoticed by her, thinking had become rather hard. The gas that had come out of the room had affected her, slowing her impulses and dumbing her mind.
The door continued to rise till it was open enough for Top Heavy to enter the room without bending over. The thing before her seemed to have temporarily stopped moving forward, but now that the door was open almost all the way she could see that the pile of things were gathering up and growing taller. She still couldn’t see them clearly, but they looked almost as if the top half of them were forming into some king of humanoid shape.
As the door finished opening the flashing lights and blaring siren turned off. Slowly the normal lighting in the hallway came back on, and as it did the lights in the room before Top Heavy began to light as well, revealing the monstrosity looming before her.
It now stood a good three or four foot taller than her. The top half of its “body” was roughly humanoid in shape with a head and arms and torso. But it appeared as if it was created of melting clay like flesh, only then taking shape. As the heroine stood rooted in fear the “body” continued forming, the soft oozing outside tightening and growing more firm. A hideously disfigured face took shape on its head, eyes and a mouth with teeth freshly forming before her eyes.
More shocking than the creatures horrifying face was the writhing mass of flesh under it. Instead of legs much of its body below the waist was a slab of ever changing, melty orange-brown flesh. But extending out from this mass were countless tentacle, a nightmare tangle on impossibly long shafts of flesh whose skin looked far too real and disturbingly human.
Then the heroine saw what was on the tip of some of these tentacles and her heart sank. Some were tipped like you would imagine a tentacle, but to her horror at the end of around half of the appendages was an all too real looking cock head, bulbous and unmistakable. She opened her mouth and began to scream, realizing nothing at The Academy had prepared her for this moment.
As the heavy titted heroine screamed in fright one of the tentacles shot forward, straight towards her face. It moved with surprising and alarming speed, and before Top Heavy had a chance to react the cock tipped tentacle was in her mouth.
It was large, almost too big to fit into her mouth. As it pressed into her mouth she could feel that it’s flesh felt unmistakably like that of a human male sexual organ. She even felt its thick sponginess swelling and growing hard as it entered her.
Then, before it had even pressed fully into her mouth, there was an explosion of liquid from the cockhead, quickly filling her mouth. The suddenness of the liquid’s appearance, and the sheer volume of it, cause the heroine to gag and then out of instinct start to swallow it down. The fluid had a strong, sweet taste mixed with a heady bitterness. It certainly tasted nothing like semen, yet there was something unmistakably male about it.
As her muddled mind was processing the strange, strong taste in her mouth the creature began moving towards her. Tentacles began shooting towards her ahead of it, quickly entangling the overwhelmed heroine. They wrapped around her wrists, her ankles, even her waist.
She barely registered the trouble she was in till two of the tentacles slithered down the front of her costume, then pulled her top down. Her massive, voluminous breasts came spilling free into the open air. They were gigantic, superhumanly large mounds of flesh that hung heavily from her chest. Full and thick, yet fluidly soft looking.
Having her breasts suddenly freed and revealed shocked awareness back into Top Heavy. She jerked her head back and away from the faux cock in her mouth. It fell free, still ejaculating the strange jizz down onto the heroine’s neck and chest. In disgust she looked down and saw that the fluid was more like a thick, watery yogurt than semen and was a disgusting yellowish color. Yet there was a fragrant, enticing smell wafting up from the ooze into her face that filled her with the desire to taste it.
Top Heavy swallowed what was in her mouth and tried not to think about how good it tasted. She began struggling against the tentacles continuing to wrap around her body, which were slowly drawing her into the room with the creature. She called up her impressive super strength, tearing her limbs free of the appendages ensnaring her. She was far stronger than any of the individual tentacles, but for every one she broke free of two more were trying to wrap back around her.
With screams and grunts she struggled. The creature before her was sliding towards her as it continued to pull her deep into the room, more of the tentacles taking shape form the bottom half of its body and flying towards the heroine. She struggled to break free, but was unable. There were just too many of the tentacles. As she fought they lifted her up into the air, placing her level with the massive, over sized torso at the top of the creature.
It had grown in size, like its mass was increasing. The top half of it now looked more human than ever, but had grown large and fat. From the waist up its flesh looked almost human, although it was still colored a weird orange-brown that was unsettlingly inhuman. Its arms and hands had taken shape, although they too were overlarge and meaty. Its face was a grimace of anger as it howled in a voice that sounded guttural and almost human, but was clearly unable to form intelligent words.
The tentacles fighting to subdue Top Heavy started slithering into her costume and ripping it open. Before long her outfit was torn into tatters with only a few ripped pieces of cloth and her knee high boots remaining. When she noticed this she realized it meant the tentacles were growing stronger, as they had originally been unable to tear her costume apart.
“I’ve got to break free from this monster before it overpowers me!” As Top Heavy screamed this she noticed for the first time a large mirrored panel on one of the walls in the room she had been pulled into. It then began to fade, turning into the clear glass and revealing a watching figure standing in some kind of control room.
The revealed figure was tall and fit, although he didn’t look particularly strong. He was an older, perhaps middle aged, Asian man with a stern and thoughtful look on his face. He was dressed in sleek, black coveralls that seemed to have small electronics built into them. A tight cowl extended up from the coveralls, covering all but the man’s face. Top Heavy’s eyes were drawn to the sinister figure, even as she fought a losing battle to break free from the monster before her.
The man smiled at her then lifted a forearm before his face. He placed a finger on it, activating some kind of device. A moment later he began to speak and his voice was carried into the room through electronic speakers.
“My creation is magnificent, isn’t it? This is the Flesh Beast’s first test run and I must say, it’s going rather well.” Top Heavy was too busy trying to keep a cock tipped tentacle out of her mouth to do more than grunt at the supervillain. “He’s taken shape faster than I calculated and ensnared you quite easily, although I can see you still have a chance to break free of his grasp. This I cannot allow.”
He then lifted a small electronic device up and showed it to the superheroine. “With this device I am psychically linked to the beast and able to control its actions. As long as I have this I am the creature’s puppet master. And so far you have only seen a sample of what this creature can do. See, I’ve designed it to take care of meddlesome heroines such as you. I’ve no idea how you found my base, but I intend to find out. And that means I need the creature to subdue and capture you. Luckily for me, it can easily do just that.”
Top Heavy felt the creature she was battling tense for a moment. She looked over and saw its monstrous face twitch, then a moment later its expression of anger faded slightly. Its jaw fell open and it began to drool down its front, its eyes falling on Top Heavy’s breasts and a look of lust spreading across its features.
Half of the tentacles swarming her seemed to back away. For a moment she thought this would give her an opening to escape, but then she noticed that the ends of all of these tentacles were growing rigid. Her eyes widen as she noticed that these were all the cock-tipped tentacles, and it was as if they were all growing suddenly aroused.
A moment later they all rushed towards her, countless hard cocks on the end of a nightmare swarm of tentacles surrounding her in every direction. They were thick and hard, their cockheads swollen and their fleshy shaft thick and veiny. She screamed, frightened at what was about to happen and also ashamed at what she was feeling. For the sight of so many hard, large cocks had awoken her always hungry libido and as with all women with an active P-Gene, once aroused she would quickly became so hungry for sexual release she might lose control of her actions.
The swarm of cocks approached her, her screams increasing as she writhed and attempted to break free of the normal tentacles that were grabbing hold of her. But the appendages were still growing stronger. One slithered around her neck, choking off her scream and cutting off her ability to breathe. She reached up and tried to pull the tentacle from around her neck with both of her hands, but other tentacles were soon around her wrists pulling her hands back down.
Then, in unison, every cock tipped tentacle surrounding the heroine began to erupt with the thick, yellow, yogurt like jizz. The cocks shot cum at her from every direction, the thick fluid splattering all over face, massive exposed breasts, ass, even her bared cunt. It began to thickly ooze down her body, seeping into every nook and cranny, even into her mouth.
The tentacle around her throat loosened, allowing her to take a deep breath. As she did this three of the tentacles began spraying cum into her open mouth, ensuring she swallowed a large mouthful of the goop. She gagged and began to spit it up, but then her body started to process the taste. It was delicious, so incredibly intensely delicious. Why hadn’t she realized that before? She needed more of it, so she began to swallow in great big gulps.
The tentacles helped her, spraying the fluid into her mouth and all over her body. Her hair was drenched, dripping down onto her face. Her tits were covered; her body an oozing mess of yellowish cum.
Then the burning began.
There was warmth at first then her flesh heated up everywhere the creatures sum touched bare flesh. As the heat grew in intensity came pleasure, so much pleasure. Before long Top Heavy was no longer struggling to escape, instead she was writhing in pleasure. Her massive breasts rose and fell as her breathing increased. Her thighs ground together as she squirmed from the growing arousal felt deep in her core. And through it all she guzzled more of the cum.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” the villain asked her. “Ah, yes, of course you are far too busy and distracted to answer. But don’t worry, the fun and pleasure is far from over. See, I’ve studied you heroines for a long time, decades even. And I know one thing to be true: inside every one of you is an insatiable whore. No matter how strong, no matter your powers you can ALWAYS be defeated if fucked into submission.”
Most of the tentacles stopped spewing cum at her, although the one closest to her face inserted itself into her mouth and continued to ooze a steady stream of the fluid into her hungry maw. Other cocks approached her, sliding their rigid girth into her various holes.
The first entered her cunt, its entry eased by her own ample juices and the cum dripping from its tip. Two tentacles spread her ass cheeks open for an approaching cock, which began to press into her asshole. The cum running down her backside acted as ample lubrication and soon the head of the cock had forced its way into her tightest hole. A moment later both cocks were pumping in and out of her body, fucking her hard and fast.
Still other cocks approached her. One slid into each of her hands, where the once mighty heroine began to jerk them off. Her body was too aroused and she had lost all control. She sucked and jerked and fucked the cocks all around her.
The one in her cunt ejaculated more of the cum into her, sliding out as it grew temporarily soft, only to be replaced quickly by another hard shaft. The creature’s face was one of total bliss, it was feeling the pleasure from nearly countless cocks ejaculating and waiting their turn to fuck the attractive, fat titted heroine. But it was an impatient beast. As the cock up her ass came and slithered out, the large load of cum squelching out of her ass, it was replaced by TWO cocks. They had to struggle to enter her, but her super human toughness ensured they could enter her tight hole without doing any permanent harm.
The feel of two massive dicks being shoved up her ass and then starting to fuck her pushed Top Heavy over the edge. Her whole body began to convulse as she started to cum. The feel of cocks fucking all of her holes ensured that the orgasm was long and hard, and this more than anything doomed for for every heroine knew that every orgasm temporarily drained there powers. And one as hard and long as the one she then endured was sure to leave her nearly powerless.
When her orgasm was over the heroine went temporarily limp. Her head hung down, her cum drenched hair hanging down wetly over her face. Top Heavy was lifted high in the air by the cocks fucking her, allowing her to see the creature’s torso below her. She saw that from its base, bellow its fat disgusting belly, one extra large, massively inhuman cock was growing out of the mass of flesh below. It grew larger and longer till it extended up before her. It was so large around that there was no chance it would ever fit inside of her.
As the creature raised this largest of cock tentacles to the heroine it began to become clear what the creature intended. The cock in her mouth pulled itself free, growing limp and disappearing back into the creature’s body. At the same time two long, thin tipped tentacles began to wrap around her massive breasts, attempting to pull their mass apart. The largest cock moved up and in between them then the other tentacles pressed her fat udders around it.
The huge, fat cock began fucking her tits, using the cum spread over the large surface of her breasts as lubricant. Many of the cock tipped tentacles retreated, leaving just the cock in her cunt and two in her ass impaling her up into the air. Aside from the tentacles pressing her tits around the massive cock the only one left holding her was one wrapped around her waist which helped support her weight. The creature seemed to want to savor the pleasure coming from fucking her overlarge breasts.
Top Heavy stared down at the massive cock popping up through her breasts as it fucked her chest. Every time the cockhead appeared out of her cleavage it was covered in cum. Her hunger for the delicious fluid was far from sated, and her animal instincts told her that THIS cock, this largest of cocks, would have the most cum in it. She only needed to make it cum…
Top Heavy decided to reach up and try to grab hold of the cock as it popped out of her tits. She wrapped her hands around its shaft, using some of her remaining straight to grab it tightly and pull its end up out of her breasts. She lowered her head and opened her mouth, taking as much of it into her mouth as she could and licking it clean as she did, but so large was the cock that its head could not fit into her mouth.
She gave up on her attempt to suck it off, instead letting it pull back down into her breasts slightly. But she kept her hands wrapped tightly around the end of the shaft just under the cockhead, jerking it off as it returned to fucking her tits. She felt the shaft grow harder, felt it fucking her fast. She held tight, her grip slippery smooth from all the cum covering the cock.
Soon she felt all the dicks in her and the one in her hand grow even more firm and straight. The creature’s dicks lifted her higher up into the air and then as one all of the cocks on the creature, even those that lay flaccid and exhausted on the floor, began to ejaculate. There was a shower of cum spreading out into the room, building up into thick gooey puddles on the floor. All of Top Heavy’s holes overfilled with cum, the creatures strange semen coming spraying out around it’s cocks as they continued to fuck her. The large cock in her hands showered cum up into her face.
As the creature continued to cum its fat body seemed to deflate, many of the tentacles sagging limply to floor. Still it kept cumming. The tentacles began to lose their shape, melting back into the mass of flesh that was the beast’s body. Slowly they receded as the creature began to lose its shape, retreating back from the heroine. Before long it was simply a mass of malleable flesh-stuff that was crawling back form Top Heavy, leaving her laying in a thick pool of its cum.
Top Heavy seemed to barely notice the monster retreating into the farthest, darkest corner of the room. She lay on the ground, desperately drinking and slurping up as much of the cum as she could. She looked weak, barely able to remain conscious and only doing so because her body craved the cum so badly.
An evil laugh spread through the room. “I’d be careful, my dear dumb-titted heroine. My calculations predict that the creature’s bliss jizz is highly addictive, at least to women. I’ve designed it to have no effect on men, only stupid cunts like you.”
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Doctor Akitomi watched as the defeated heroine used the last of her energy to slurp up another mouthful of his creation’s cum, then saw her finally give into the physical exhaustion she felt after experience so many long orgasms. She went limp, falling unconscious.
He was pleased with his creation, although he saw plenty of room for improvement. He’d have to work on those improvements, knowing the creature would need to be in peek form to eventually take on an entire team of superheroines. But before he began work on that he would need to interrogate this heroine, find out how she discovered his lair and if other heroines would be coming to rescue her.
Of course, watching her fucked in submission had left him horny and in need of release. Perhaps he’d take care of that first…
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Alright perverts, that’s the beginning of the story. But now I need your help choosing what happens next. Below are four ideas for the next part. Comment with your vote for which you want to see. When I sit down to write the next I’ll tally up the votes and write what you’ve chosen!
Option One - Doctor Akitomi enters the room to gloat over the unconscious Top Heavy and fuck her. Fucking the heroine brings her back to consciousness and she manages to snatch the control for the Flesh Beast form him, temporarily using the creature to aid in her escape. After escaping she enlists the help of two other heroines in the city to take the supervillain down, but during that time he is able to increase his bases defenses.
Option Two - Top Heavy is captured. Doctor Akitomi sexual tortures use, concentrating on her huge breasts. This causes the heroine to slip in and out of consciousness, having vivid flash backs to her time at The Academy that turn into inescapable sexual nightmares. Meanwhile, a group of heroines are gathered to come looking for the heroine after she fails to return from her first mission.
Option Three - Doctor Akitomi easily breaks the large breasted heroine, discovering the police know the location of his base. He knows it’s only a matter of time before more heroines come to take him down. He begins evacuating his base, taking Top Heavy with him. He plans on totally breaking her will and turning her into a weapon to use on other heroines in case they locate his next base. And of course, he will need to get revenge on the man who told the authorities about his location…
Option Four - The Doctor easily breaks Top Heavy, discovering the police know the location of his base. But having seen how easily she was to take down, and how much useful data was gathered in doing so, he decides to not evacuate his base. Let the authorities know his location, and let them send more heroines. He will simply use them to test more of his creations. He quickly bolsters his bases defenses, turning it into a testing ground for his perverse, anti-heroine creations, all while conducting equally perverse experiments on Top Heavy.