Inside of an FBI field office, a group of agents and costumed superheroes waited anxiously around a laptop computer. Attached to the computer via USB was a special communicator, exclusive only to members of the Star Squad, a government-funded team of superheroes. All of them were legitimately concerned because one of their own had recently been captured.
The captured party was Swift Justice, arguably the most popular member of the squad. Two days ago, after doing battle with an evil villainess by the name of Futanara, she had unexpectedly been taken captive after what had seemed to be a victory for the side of good. The ransom was set for noon today.
And what did Futanara want? It wasn't money she wanted, or the release of some criminal. She wanted Scarlet Warrior.
At last, at 9 AM the communicator activated, and the fiend's voice could be heard saying, "Shell Gas Station at 230 E Ridgeway Ave, Waterloo, IA 50702. Center stall in the women's lavatory. Don't be late."
Immediately, everyone scrambled to the location. Some flew in helicopters, others using their superpowers. Thankfully, they all had time to set up a discreet perimeter around the gas station without arousing the suspicion of the locals.
At ten minutes to noon, a beautiful woman strode into the gas station. She was wearing a red women's one-piece tracksuit, matching colored combat boots, and leather gloves. The old woman behind the counter did a double take as she watched her make her way to the bathroom. An old man grabbing beef jerky went slack jawed as he watched the heroine open the restroom door.
Thankfully, the bathroom was empty. Scarlet Warrior heaved a sigh before walking inside, occupying the center stall, and closing the door. Pulling back the sleeve of her left arm, she glanced at her wristwatch: five minutes to noon. She heaved a sigh and tapped her foot impatiently.
"Nothing yet," said agent covertly disguised as a customer pumping gas.
"Everyone, stay frosty," said Senior Special Agent Sherman Pellis.
He was holed up in a disguised utility van that housed three agents operating surveillance equipment. Though they didn't have time to set up cameras in the restroom, they were still able to monitor her heat signature. They also had the means to hear everything inside the bathroom as well. Looking at the digital clock, they only had two minutes left.
Scarlet Warrior gave a start; someone had entered the bathroom. She heard footsteps walking up to her stall and then stop.
"Sorry to bother you, darlin'," said a female voice. "I just got a weird phone call from some lady to tell you to ditch the tracker in your shoe."
"Thanks," Scarlet Warrior grumbled.
"No, problem," said the woman before sauntering out of the restroom.
Scarlet Warrior sighed in exasperation; it was worth a shot. She reached down, pulled the laces out of her right boot, dropped them in the toilet and flushed it. The plastic caps on her laces contained tiny transmitters that would have helped the FBI locate her.
About ten minutes after she flushed, she heard someone else enter the restroom. They stopped in front of the stall and knocked on the door. Scarlet Warrior opened the door to see a skinny young woman with brown hair and a large hooded sweater fidgeting in front of her.
"Can I help you?" Scarlet Warrior asked.
"Yeah," she said pulling out a metallic orb from her pocket. "This weird lady paid me 500 bucks to give this to you. She said to press the button."
Upon the orb was a button that flashed with a green light. After Scarlet Warrior took the orb from the young woman, she pressed it and her body was enveloped in a green light. The light blinded her for a few seconds, and when it receded, she found herself in a lavish bedroom. She adopted a battle stance and looked around frantically.
"Relax," said a familiar voice behind her.
Scarlet Warrior wheeled around to find her hostess. There stood a beautiful woman with purple hair with matching lipstick and fingernail polish. She was wearing a green bathrobe with yellow trim.
"Futanara," Scarlet Warrior growled.
"Yes, dearest. You are here at last. I commend you for trying to smuggle that tracking device, but it was all for naught."
"Can't blame a girl for trying."
"Well, then, shall we get started?"
"Is Swift Justice still alive?"
Futanara sighed and produced a small rectangular device from the pocket of her robe. After pressing a few buttons, Scarlet Warrior found herself enveloped in the strange green light again. She was no longer in the bedroom, but in a cell. Looking around, she saw Swift Justice lying on a cot nearby.
"Scarlet Warrior!" Swift Justice said, sitting up in surprise.
Before Scarlet Warrior could say anything, the captured superheroine bolted from her cot and gave her a hug. Before this incident, the two of them had a rather one-sided rivalry. Scarlet Warrior found Swift grating, showy, and annoying, but, right now, she was glad to see she was alive.
"Are you alright?" Scarlet Warrior asked.
"I'm fine," Swift said. "Going a little stir-crazy, but I'll live. Listen, Scarlet Warrior, you have to get out of here! Don't stay and..."
Before Swift Justice could finish her sentence, a flash of green light yanked Scarlet Warrior back to the bedroom. Futanara was smiling as she pocketed the remote.
"As you can see, your friend is alive," the villainess said. "Now...do you intend to uphold your end of the bargain?"
Scarlet Warrior gave a withering glare to her foe before undoing down her top. Futanara leered as she watched the heroine begin to disrobe. She'd only seen this woman naked once, and that was during their initial encounter almost a month ago.
Minutes later, Scarlet Warrior stood fully naked, her arms folded in anger. Despite the pure loathing on Scarlet Warrior's face, Futanara was captivated by her toned stomach, shapely legs, and large breasts. Her nipples were hard and puckered as they kissed the open air.
Futanara strode up to her guest, reached forward, and gently fondled one of her breasts. Scarlet Warrior shifted uncomfortably. Every fiber of her being wanted to put a fist in this woman's face, but she had to endure in order to secure the freedom of Swift Justice.
"At last, I have you," Futanara breathed. "Get into the bed."
Scarlet Warrior complied, climbing onto the mattress, lying on her back, and spreading her legs. She watched as Futanara undid the belt of her robe and let it fall from her body. Even though she was her enemy, she had to admit that her enemy had a nice body. Futanara was a tad slimmer, but not as curvy as Scarlet Warrior. She had grapefruit-sized breasts with dark pink nipples, and her pubic area and armpits were replete with a great amount of purple hair.
Of course, Futanara's most noticeable feature was her male genitalia. Try as she might, Scarlet Warrior couldn't avoid looking at them. That throbbing, uncircumcised penis jutted proudly from her loins.
Then the smell came; Scarlet Warrior had noticed it in their previous encounters. Whenever Futanara became sexually aroused, she gave off this powerful pheromone. It was a strong scent, not pleasant at all, but it was still effective in arousing her.
Futanara quickly leapt into the bed and got on top of Scarlet Warrior. She roughly spread her legs open and pressed the tip of her penis against Scarlet Warrior's labia. The two women moaned as Futanara slid inside of Scarlet Warrior and started thrusting.
"Oh, yes!" Futanara crowed. "I can't believe this is happening. I'm not leaving anything to chance. I'm going to cum inside of you as quickly as possible."
"Do what you have to," Scarlet Warrior grunted, looking up at her rapist with quiet fury.
"Ohhhh, believe me, I will. Last time I made the mistake of prioritizing recreation over procreation. Be angry with me if you must, but I'm doing you a favor," Futanara said before she roughly grabbed Scarlet Warrior's folded arms and pinned them over her head. Without having her arms over her chest, Scarlet Warrior's large breasts were jiggling with reckless abandon.
"A favor?!?" Scarlet Warrior hissed, trying to fight the urge to moan.
"Yes, woman. You are a Thandian! In the centuries that you have lived, you haven't done enough to further your race! Don't you care that your race is nearing extinction?! DON'T YOU!"
"OHHHH, YES!"
Scarlet Warrior couldn't take it anymore. Between the pheromones and the strong she-cock battering her insides, her body gave up resisting the sexual pleasure that was overwhelming her. She surrendered to it all.
Futanara was cautiously optimistic seeing Scarlet Warrior's arousal. This could have been an act, but, then again, the signs were all there. Her skin was rosy, her heart was pounding, and her pussy was sopping wet. Could she be closing in on her victory?
She started pumping even faster. For once in her life, she felt bad that she had such great staying power. She had to cum soon!
In order to hasten her orgasm, she decided to allow herself some enjoyment. She buried her face in those wonderful teats. She could easily imagine those gourds becoming swollen with breast milk. It was thrilling to consider that she would soon be able to taste such a rare delicacy like Thandian breast milk. Her mouth was watering at the mere thought.
Overcome with joy, Futanara pressed her mouth against Scarlet Warrior's. She could feel those loud moans reverberating throughout her entire body. As she slid her tongue into the heroine's mouth, she could imagine their beautiful future together: several children, a wedding, a home to share, and perhaps the conquest of this pathetic little ball of mud called Earth.
She broke their kiss and gazed deeply into her eyes. With a few more bouts of lovemaking, she would sure be hers. It was then that a glint caught her eye. Looking to her right, she noticed two rings of reddish-gold upon Scarlet Warrior's left hand. Her eyes widened with recognition as she saw the beautiful and elaborate engravings on the rings.
"What are those?!" Futanara said as she stopped thrusting.
Scarlet Warrior didn't answer; she was too dazed from the great sex. Futanara gently slapped her on the face to rouse her.
