Welcome back to New Rack City, where superheroes, villains, and mad science battles rage every day. Leotards, lab coats and insane experiments. This is porn-comic book sex. This is a "just for the fun of it" world with wall to wall crazed sex. It is full of silly characters and plenty of nonsense. It is partly comedy, party parody and largely fun-to-write over-the-top wall-to-wall sex scenes that have little basis in reality. Mirror
2. New Rack City: The Moon of the Were-Nympho
The Were-Nympho's Prey: Tom and Allen
Very late in the afternoon, about the time that Giselle discovered her absolute love of being thoroughly railed in the ass while bent over the picnic table in Larry's secluded backyard, Felicity woke up in her bed, blinking the sleep away.
The memories of the night before were clear, if tinged with some shock at her behavior. She was initially uncertain if the memories she had were, well, true. She pulled the blanket down and looked at her chest.
Still there. Ginormous friendship pillows, of the "way-too-big-to-believe-but-drool-inducing" variety. She licked her lips and instantly focused on another memory...her tongue couldn't really be that long, could it?
She flicked it down and let it toy with one incredibly hard nipple.
That was definitely a mistake, because she couldn't resist licking the other as well...
Her kitty should have been sore, but with one hand and her tongue rapturously teasing her nipples to full hardness, her other hand quickly wandered down to that squishy-hot playground.
Nope, not sore at all. Not quite as crazy-horny as last night, but definitely more than ready for some late afternoon spread-leg leisure alone-time.
To her shock and delight, her serpent of a tongue could reach even farther than her nipples. Much farther. As she locked her ankles behind her neck, she was overjoyed to discover that her clit was quite the tasty little thing.
A few -- okay, several -- orgasms later, Felicity crawled out of bed to look over her clothing options.
Not good. Plenty of shorts and short skirts. There were barely any panties worthy of the name, but the real problem was the lack of blouses, shirts, bras, sweaters or anything, really that could cover the vast new fields of her huge...no, titanic...she giggled at the phrase "Titanic Tits." No, wait...she did work at Evil LaBORatories, so..."Titanic Tits of Terror!" She giggled at that and jiggled the J-cups again, then forced herself to stop when she felt the sparks flying between her thighs again. No time for that.
It was already dark before she managed to find a cashmere sweater that more or less turned into a stomach-baring crop top when stretched over her new mountain ranges. Adding a rather short miniskirt and a pair of high heels actually looked good. More than a little slutty, but definitely good. Felicity could safely go out and...
She was already in her car and rolling, watching the moon rise before she realized she had no idea why she was going out. She didn't have to go to work tonight, there was food at the house...
What the fuck was she out for...and why was she going so fast...down a back country road? Especially this one, there were always...
Police lights filled her mirror.
She pulled over and reached for her...purse?
Damn. No purse.
The moon beamed down on her as she watched the police officer walk up while his partner hung back.
"Ma'am? Do you know why I pulled you over?"
She looked earnestly up at the big strong guy. "I know I was going too fast, I just lost track..."
He sighed. "License and registration, please."
Felicity smiled innocently and shrugged haplessly, feeling her front-mounted beach balls bounce and jiggle delightfully. "I forgot my purse."
She watched his shoulder slump...but the movement of his muscles made her mouth water. She felt another wave of intense heat bloom between her thighs.
Unaware, he looked inside the car. "You also failed to wear your seatbelt."
"I can't, see...?" She pushed her boobs out and pointed at them. "The seatbelt barely fits over these and when I try to put it on, it just rubs my nipples like crazy." She pouted out her lower lip and flicked the hard points of her nipples through the cashmere for emphasis. That made her tremble in ecstasy as the hard points pushed out even more.
"Ma'am..." He froze as the wave of pheromones hit him. "I, uh..." He tried to shake off the effect and ignore the suddenly raging hormones. He was no sex-crazed teenager, but he'd been hit with a massive dose.
Felicity smelled his lust instantly. "You should search me. You know, for safety."
He staggered back a step, his partner came up cautiously and leaned in the other window. "Hey, Allen...are you..."
"Stay back Tom, there's something not quite..."
It was too late. Tom got a full dose of the pheromones and Felicity could feel heat and lust radiate from him. She smiled, her hungry, feral, were-beast smile. "You should BOTH search me."
Allen and Tom couldn't get their minds clear enough to stop her as she got out of the car.
"Let's see...I think the first step is for you to order me to put both hands on the car and bend waaaaaayyyyy over so you can do a really good search."
She did exactly that, folding herself over the hood of the car, letting her micro-miniskirt ride up to completely expose her bare ass. She giggled. "Oooopsie, I think I forgot my panties!"
A pair of hands slid up each of her legs, up her full thighs and began probing her pussy and playing with her ass. Tom slid her skirt down her long legs and tossed it on the hood. "No weapon there."
She was pulled upright and Tom pulled her sweater gently off over her head and put it on the hood of the car. He turned her around to face Allen while hefting her mammoth jugs from behind for a moment. "She could be concealing anything here."
She laughed throatily as Tom started sucking on her neck and reached down with one hand to toy with her clit while Allen looked at her gravely. "I'll have to search carefully."
He promptly buried his face in her tits. As they both worked her over she felt Tom's now-massive hard-on pushing against her bare ass.
The mutagenic pheromones had already worked their magic on both Allan and Tom, resulting in two enormous rods.
Felicity let them tease her until she was practically vibrating with lust. "Stop...stop...."
They both pulled back as if shocked, both trying to find ways to apologize.
"Wait..." She held a hand up. "I think you need to give me a breathalyzer." She grabbed her skirt and tossed it to the ground between them, then reached over and unzipped both flies at the same time, allowing the two huge hard-ons to spring out. She dropped to her knees on the skirt and began eagerly sucking both huge cocks, alternating between them, slurping up and down the shafts, popping the heads loudly in and out of her wet mouth, and jacking both of them furiously.
She could sense how close they were getting and timed her hand jobs and sucking flawlessly.
Tom and Allen groaned simultaneously, and she pulled back to let them spurt their massive loads of hot cum into her mouth. The blasts spattered all over her face and she felt streamers of hot cum leaking out of the corners of her full mouth. She gulped the man-cream with glee, swallowing every drop. Her long tongue snaked out and licked each of the hard cocks clean.
"Delicious." Using the hard poles as handles she pulled herself up to face Allen. "I think you two need to do a cavity search. I felt Tommy's big hard cock poking my ass, so I think it's only fair to give him first poke at my rosebud, but you won't be disappointed in my pussy, I prom..." She squealed in joy as they gripped her and lifted her into the air.
"Legs up and over my shoulders, babe." Allen grinned and matched his actions to his order. He hefted her legs up and hooked them on his shoulders, then drove his huge dick into her dripping cunt. Felicity clung to him, shivering in lust, then felt Tom's raging organ pushing into her tight asshole. Only the huge amounts of mutagenic --and conveniently lubricating- saliva she'd left on his cock made it possible for him to shove the mammoth tool into her bubble butt.
Sandwiched between the two powerful men, as they fucked her and mauled, sucked and pinched her huge tits, she was a helpless piece of meat. Just a slutty little fuck doll. She absolutely loved it. They quickly found a rhythm, each one shoving in as the other pulled out. They handed her back and forth, wiping their rods off as they traded holes. She moaned and screamed her way through orgasm after orgasm, even as they eventually matched their thrusts, filling her ass and pussy at the same time. She felt both of them shoot huge jets of cum into her defenseless holes, flooding her with red-hot man juice.
They gently sat her on the hood of her car, letting the cum and pussy juice leak out all over the hood.
She sighed, temporarily sated. "So when are you guys patrolling this road again?"
Tom sighed sadly. "A couple weeks from now, we both have a few days off coming."
"A COUPLE WEEKS!?" Felicity whined. "I'll never last that long!"
Allen's mouth twisted. "Yeah, but if you get lucky, Lacey and Vanna will be on this road, and let's just say they'd probably wear your sexy ass out."
"Ooooh, are they lesbians? I LOVE lesbians!"
Tom grinned. "Oh yeah, they like the ladies. You have the longest tongue I've ever seen, I want to see what happens with those two."
