Hillary Trenton was having a blast.
The buxom young archaeologist already had everything she could ever need in the form of lots and lots of money, but recently, she had been getting what she wanted. An incident with gamma rays and strange extraterrestrial debris had imbued Hillary with superpowers, including (and especially) a super-cock, massive in size, seemingly able to make any woman wet just looking at it. Utilizing these newfound powers, Hillary had taken to the skies as the masked heroine Futa-Girl, dispensing justice upon evildoers. Often, she would get to use her cock to teach these criminals a lesson, which was rapidly becoming her favorite part of being a superhero.
"So, anything happening today?" Hillary asked as she entered the secret lair beneath her house, where her friend and erstwhile partner, Sue Christensen, was monitoring a colossal crime computer.
"No, today's been very slow for crime," Sue replied.
"Well, if I can't get my rocks off outside, how about...?" Hillary asked, biting her lip. Sue turned around to see the blonde already sporting a sizeable bulge in her pants.
"When are you ever
not
ready to go?" Sue replied, cocking an eyebrow as she bit her lip. Sue moved forward, getting on her knees, mere inches away from Hillary's bulge. Sue placed a hand on Hillary's crotch, caressing the blonde's growing bulge.
"Oooh, that feels so good through my jeans," Hillary moaned. "Can you make it feel even better?"
Sue smiled, undoing the fly on Hillary's pants, Hillary's monster cock springing free from its denim prison. Sue jerked her head back, narrowly missing Hillary's cock slapping her in the face.
"Looks like someone's happy to see me..." Sue purred, rubbing her hand down Hillary's throbbing shaft.
"Mmmh, yeah, stroke my cock," Hillary moaned.
As Sue stroked Hillary's cock, precum began to dribble out the tip. Sue rubbed her palm over the head of Hillary's prick, the sticky, warm precum sticking to her hand, which she then ran down Hillary's thick length, lubricating Hillary's throbbing erection. Once Hillary's cock was well-lubed, Sue placed her mouth at the tip and slowly began sucking Hillary's cock.
"Oh, fuck!" Hillary moaned as Sue gobbled up her monster cock. "You're sucking me so good!"
Sue took Hillary's cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, Hillary's moans growing louder as more and more of her thick, meaty length entered Sue's mouth and throat. "Fuck..." Hillary moaned. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."
Suddenly, Hillary's enjoyment was interrupted by the piercing scream of a siren as red lights began to flash throughout the lair.
"What the fuck?!?" Hillary exclaimed as Sue quickly pulled Hillary's cock out of her mouth and rushed to the crime computer.
"Villain alert!" Sue exclaimed. "I had this installed for when the crime computer detects supervillain activity."
"Always when I'm busy..." Hillary groaned, looking down dejectedly at her rock-hard cock, glistening with saliva.
"Looks like some sort of robots have broken into a bank downtown," Sue said, looking at what appeared to be security camera footage. "Someone is right there controlling them, but there's a bunch of smoke and I can't make anything out."
Grabbing her costume, Hillary quickly changed, her identity transforming from famed archaeologist Hillary Trenton to the masked, impossibly well-endowed superheroine, Futa-Girl.
"I'll take care of this, and then I'll be back to finish what we started," Futa-Girl shouted while flying up and out the secret exit to her lair.
As Futa-Girl flew to where this alleged supervillainry was taking place, she couldn't help but slowly stroke her cock in mid-air, the hung heroine still very horny from her near-orgasm. "This better be fucking worth it," Futa-Girl murmured.
As Futa-Girl approached the scene of the crime, she could see a cloud of dust and smoke from where a hole had been blown in the wall of the bank. The entire scene was already deserted.
At least the civilians are smart enough to stay away,
Futa-Girl thought.
All right, let's find out what I'm up against.
Futa-Girl entered the bank through the gaping hole in the wall, the bank filled with smoke, making it hard to see.
"Who's there???" a woman's voice cried out. "Heinous-Bots, attack!"
Suddenly, Futa-Girl was besieged by several humanlike robots. Their exterior a shiny silver, the robots resembled well-endowed women.
"Fembots? You have got to be kidding me," Futa-Girl laughed, smashing the first robot to get to her to bits. That didn't stop the other robots from attacking, but Futa-Girl made quick work of them with her super-strength, the heroine finding herself standing amidst a pile of scrap.
"Heinous-Bots, respond!" the woman's voice cried out. "Whoever you are, now that you have destroyed my Heinous-Bots, you shall now face my wrath!"
Futa-Girl began to make out some kind of person charging at her through the smoke. As it neared, its shape took form. It was a woman, with big tits, bigger than Futa-Girl's, short, straight blonde hair, and blue eyes. She wore a form-fitting black labcoat, with black latex gloves and boots, and wore a black domino mask to hide her identity. The woman emerged from the smoke, shaking a fist at Futa-Girl.
"You'll pay for this, you...you..."
The woman trailed off as she beheld Futa-Girl. "Who...
what
...are you???" the villainess asked, fear in her eyes, lust growing in her voice, unable to look away from Futa-Girl's crotch.
"I'm the new superhero here in Gammaville," Futa-Girl replied. "You can call me Futa-Girl. And you are...?"
