Warning: this sexually explicit story about three superhero spies having a relationship dispute is very skewed towards femdom as he finds himself in trouble with both of them. It features elastic ladies as well as breast, butt, clit, hip, penis, and vulva expansion, women's muscle growth, and some very intense facesitting. If any of that sounds like something you would not enjoy, why not check out something else that strikes your fancy?
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"Uh... ladies? Can we talk about this?"
Todd Silva, known to many as the strongman hero The SilverAge, scrambled backwards toward the door as Kayla, effectively his boss, and Shanni, effectively his partner, stared at him from opposing armchairs. They had been in his apartment when he got home, waiting. The pair of them were sharing a bottle of wine while dressed to kill in black stockings, knee high boots, and matching mini-dresses of matte black leather. It was like a scene from a mob movie as the pair of dead sexy women rose to their feet. Granted, the pair of them were spies so perhaps that might been a better comparison.
Kayla was to his left. Her pale and freckled skin contrasted starkly with the outfit she had stolen from The Matrix. Her bright green eyes glimmered with mischief and her braided, bright orange hair was draped around her neck twice like a scarf. He had seen the short, curvy, and crafty woman take down powered people with just that braid.
Tall, dark, and confident Shanni was moving to get between him and his escape route on his right. Her bright, reddish-brown skin was more complimentary to her dark dress and boots, like the embers of a fire just beginning to burn. Her long cascade of ruby curls swayed from her hair tie like she was underwater.
He was sure they had already taken a dose of Blue, meaning their hair might as well be ten or more additional limbs. He had no hope of fighting without his own powers. Not sure what else to do, and unable to escape, he bolted for his bedroom.
The door hit the frame with a thunderclap and he fumbled with the lock until he finally got it to turn. He slumped to the floor against the door. They were walking closer. Whispers and the clack of boots echoed in the hallway. He scanned the room looking for the bottle which contained his pills, but could not find the source of his abilities.
"Now, now Todd," came Kayla's Cajun baked Irish brogue, "Why'ya runnin' away? You're the one who thought he could get away with this."
Someone rapped on the door above his head. "You've got some massive balls, muthafucka, I'll give you that, but did you really think two-timing a pair of spies who work together wouldn't get figured out?"
"Hey now, that's hardly bloody fucken fair," he said, scrambling to stuff the gap under the door full of clothing. He could already feel one of them probing the barrier, no doubt trying to push their stretched out hands through to open the door. Where the fuck were those pills? "You're the one who kept coming over here to sleep with me. Must've craved how my super-sized cock could stuff your elastic holes like no one else, no doubt."
"And you could've just fuckin' said you were fuckin' our boss!"
That stung. "I was just following your lead."
"Come again?"
"The first night we fucked, you said seducing coworkers was just training. You said we weren't a thing, just moments of practice."
"Yeah, moments which happened nearly every night for the last month! Are you that dense? I'm a goddamn spy, Silva! Do'ya think I would tell you the truth about us?"
"Oh that's rich. So it's fine for you to lie to Kayla that we weren't still doing it after you used my fetish for Capes to get me to sign up, but me not saying anything about boning her at training, the same way you said you were me, is worth of the fifth degree?"
"Look asshole, just admit you fucked up an' come out here."
"Silva, we ain't gonna hurt ya--"
"--Much--"
"So just... open the door and let's handle this like adults, yea?"
He said nothing, choosing instead to wrack his brain about where he had left the drugs which turned him from an average Joe into the superhuman he had always dreamed of being. Then he realized he had last taken Blue with Kayla. It had been those new ones. The ones that had made him permanently larger, in some places more than others, after their effect ended. He did not recall bringing them with him from the agency. It was very possible he did not have anything to get out of this situation with stretchy women.
"Looking for these?" Kayla said through the door, accompanied by the rattle of pills. There was a gulp, then a gurgling before there was a tearing noise. The floor creaked in protest as if a considerable weight had been placed on it. "Omyeffing... I can see why you love this feeling, Silva!"
Just then Kayla's paper thin hand slid into view from under his cloth barrier. Peeling off the ground like a sticker, there was a sudden noise and her arm was not only three dimensional again, but much thicker than usual. She went to grab his ankle. He grappled with her, having to use both hands just to hold her at bay. Her grasp slowly grew larger and larger as she moved more of her mass through the crack under the door. He struggled until her fingers were much bigger than him and she easily overpowered him.
With him tugged away from the door, the barrier was easily removed and the door opened. Kayla was half naked as she grinned at him. It was obvious now that she had taken another dose of Blue, probably one of his from all the extra bulk on her frame. Instead of becoming muscular, she had become incredibly voluptuous, and bits of pale, freckled skin were swelling out of rents in dress and stocking alike. The floor shuddered as she walked, her absurdly broad hips swaying past her shoulders as her huge boobs tore her dress further with each bounce. "Whadda think we should do first?"
"I think he should get what's fuckin' coming to him." He looked to Shanni and felt his heart jump when he watched her swallow a second Blue as well. She inhaled deeply and her coppery skin took on a pink cast as she began to blush from what must have been an intense sensation. Veins began to rise under her skin, the blood vessels visibly thickening as the muscle growth began. She throbbed once or twice, her whole body seeming to pulse larger for a second.
Then, with a loud pop, she was suddenly larger. She stretched upwards while her dress and boots tore nearly in half as her svelte build thickened with pound upon pound lean muscle in an instant. The growth confirmed the pills were his. He had to get them back.
Shanni exhaled loudly and began swearing, even more than usual. While she shouted and moaned about how good that had felt, her hair was growing. The writhing mass of bright red curls grew down her body almost like a feather cape. Fixing him with an expression that was somewhere between orgasmic bliss and primal fury, she tore off the remains of her dress and then tossed the bottle to Kayla.
"You're next," she growled before she began to tug on her ruined boots. Her arms bulked up from the strain until she tore the leather clear out of the sole. Surprised by her growth, she closed her eyes. Her legs twitched before they grew thick enough to tear apart her stockings the rest of the way. After that, she put her hands on her ass. Both her butt and her hips swelled until there was a snap and she was standing there stark naked and built like a brick house on steroids.
"So... so close, ah!"
Had she really driven herself nearly to orgasm from just the sensation of growing? Not that Todd had any room to talk. He had never even dreamed of witnessing something so purely and violently arousing. His dick was so hard now that it hurt each time it throbbed. His body was producing so much precum that the milky fluid was leaking out and pooling in his boxers.
He glanced over at Kayla and realized the other woman was actually biting her lip as her free hand tugged at the scraps of her dress. More and more pale, freckled flesh bubbled up, rendering her outfit more holes than cloth. With seams popping one after the other, her body became ever more hourglass shaped, her hips curving wider and wider as the dress was forced upwards. Finally it was just a frayed tube top and, with one last burst of growth, Kayla destroyed it. What was his Blue doing to them? Her fingers went to her fat nipple and she began to work herself up as well as her half lidded eyes fixed on Shanni.
Drawn to look as well, tendrils of Shanni's hair had moved to caress her new physique. The teasing was eliciting a near constant stream of moaning now. Her knees began to shake. Her huge hand crunched into the wall. She let out a bellow as her entire body shuddered and swelled just a little more. "Ah, fuck! That feels so good!"
Walking towards him, her naked footfalls were loud on the floor. "Well, what do you think? I'm sure you're out of your fucking mind right now."
"I... uh, where are we going with this?"
She stepped over Kayla's arm, straddling it between her knees as she looked down at him. Her arm came up as she reached for him. Her forearm stretched, her fingers tangling in his hair and pulling him forward. Now on his knees before her, his face was even with her smooth vulva. At the edge of his vision, her pumped abs and thick quads were visibly becoming even more vascular as throbbing blood vessels continued to spread over her muscles.