Summary: mind control, Mf, ff, tg, humor
The Y-Men are a group of
superheroes, the likes of which you probably haven't seen before. Join them in
the most fearsome struggle of their careers.
See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn't be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now.
Legalese: All actors and actresses are over the age of consent. Proof of age is on file. Any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. This is all fantasy, and the actors are all professionals -- do not try any of this at home.
Archiving: You are welcome to discreetly repost or archive this, just do not change it, steal from it or claim credit for it.
Author's Ramblings: Fast fun fluff. Yeah, superhero stories have been done before, sometimes quite well. But ... what the hell. Here's my hand at one.
Have fun!
The group spent several hours, having sex, looking for survivors, and having more sex.
Buttplug was having a hell of a time, inserting six apples up Seargant Dyke's rectum, then watching her quiver and squeal with delight as she pushed them back out. Then he would push them all back up inside her again.
Monsoon and Worry Girl were both naked, fondling each other. "Do you like my pure white snow pussy?" Monsoon asked everyone that passed by. Then the two women would giggle and resume groping each other. They had both decided to leave their respective teams and join up with each other to become the D-Cup Duo. Worry Girl was already designing their topless costumes.
The Ovulator and Detesticulator both were mourning their lost months under Dyke's control and grieving over the crimes they had committed, but then became distracted with the glob, which made the best Big Bob Dildo Doll either one had ever seen. The three of them -- both women and the glob -- decided to join a Buddhist retreat to masturbate and reflect on the evils they had done while mind-controlled. Captain Canada reminded the Detesticulator that she still needed to undetesticulate Commander Quasar, and she promised to do so.
SD-Woman, still lesbianized, decided to start calling herself SD-Slut, or maybe EZ-Slut. She ran out of the headquarters into the street and started yelling at the first woman she came across, an innocent housewife carrying groceries to her car.
"You! You fuck MEN, don't you?"
"Y- yes, ma'am," the timid woman admitted.
"Then you MUST fuck ME! NOW! You don't want to be GUILTY of SEXUAL DISCRIMINATION, do you?!"
"N-no ..."
"Then you MUST fuck ME!"
"You-- you're right!" the poor woman gasped, removing her blouse and bra.
Within moments, the two women were canoodling naked in the open in front of the grocery store.
A crowd began gathering, and several other women in it were soon convinced to also not be guilty of sexual discrimination.
Back at the headquarters, Captain Canada and Meatier Man went to talk to the Effeminator.
"We made quite a complementary team, you and I," Meatier Man said. "You feminize them, and I seduce their female side. If there's ever another invincible female villain, we may need to join up."
"We might at that," she smiled.
"As a matter of fact," Captain Canada beamed, "If you're interested, we would like to extend to you a membership in the Y-Men."
The two men waited several seconds, hoping she would accept.
"Yeah," the Effeminator smiled. "Yes, I would like that. I accept."
"Splendid!" Captain Canada shook her hand. "Welcome to our team."
While the Captain worked out details with their newest member, Meatier Man walked over to Buttplug, who was delighted with his Seargant Dyke toy.
"Would you like to keep her?"
Buttplug looked up, a wide smile on his face. "CAN I?"
"Well, somebody needs to watch her. She should be safe now -- she's permanently horny and mind-mushed. But she could be a target for other villainous groups that might want to somehow restore her so that she could wreak havok again. So, if you're willing to watch her, she's yours."
"COOL!"
The time came when Meaty, Crimson, Canada and RD-Girl found themselves the last ones in the building. They headed out and locked up.
"Well, do you have any plans from here, RD-Girl?"
"I always got plans, sugar." She cast her eyes down. "I got a few special ones now, though, that ... well, we'll see."
Meaty raised his brows at the cryptic response.
"Uhm," Captain Canada said, "RD-Girl and I are going to try living together. We'll see how things work out."
"Wow! Well, I wish you both good luck!"
"Yeah," Captain Canada began talking to Meaty as the two women pulled off and began whispering and giggling, "We're going to give it a try. She's ... quite a woman."
"And she's getting one hell of a guy, Canada!"
"Thanks, thanks."
"Well, your plan worked, Captain. And the world will be a safe place again because of it."
"The plan. And your tool. Who else can say their pecker saved the world?"
"And don't forget your new girlfriend. She was the one that first successfully distracted Seargant Dyke."
"She's quite a woman, Frank."
Meaty nodded. "That she is, Captain."
"It's Charles. My alter ego is Charles Skrunchwich."
"Thank you. Thank you, Charles."
"How about you? You seem to act a little ... differently ... with Crimson Blush than I've ever seen you act before."
"I don't know. It's weird. She's-- I mean, I've never known anyone that-- and she-- she's different. Different than anyone else I've ever known. I just don't know what's going to happen."
"Confucius say: confusion is good sign in beginning; future bode well."
"We'll see."
The women walked over to their men, and the two couples began saying good night to each other. Crimson Blush got a naughty smile on her face, then leaned in to whisper in Meatier Man's ear all the things that she wanted to do to him tonight.
For the first time in his life ... Meatier Man blushed.
Crimson Blush winked to RD-Girl, who gave a knowing smile back. "Told ya," RD-Girl mouthed.
The Captain suppressed a chuckle and wrapped up the goodbyes.
Meatier Man and the Crimson Blush walked through the cool night air back to his apartment, his arm around her waist, talking about many things that were nothing.
When they got to his apartment, Meatier Man's demeanor suddenly turned shy. "Would you ... uhm ... like to ... come upstairs?"
"I would love to, Frank."
They retired to his apartment, drank a little wine, then found themselves kissing. Crimson Blush stood and pulled Meatier Man by the hand to the bedroom, where they kissed again, slowly removing each other's clothes until they were both nude before each other.
Crimson pulled on Meaty's erection. "Can you ... guess ... where I'm going to put this?" she asked mischievously.
"Absolutely ... anywhere ... you want to ..." Meaty gasped.
"How ... about ... my ... ass ... lover ..."
Meaty's eyes widened. "Women ... have always been ... too AFRAID ... to try that ..."
She wagged a finger at him. "Now you're going to HAVE TO do that extradimensional thing, understand?"
Meaty nodded enthusiastically.
They positioned themselves and Meaty slowly inserted.
"Oh! I can FEEL you! All SWELLED inside me!"
"In El's end ..."
Very soon, Meaty felt himself reach the brink of climax, and he flexed his pud for his partner. The Crimson Blush writhed and screamed underneath him, then they both sang glory in harmony.
Then they held each other the rest of the night and waited to see what the next day would hold for them ...