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IM/DC Chapter 216
🕑 Added 2024-11-03 23:13:45 +0000 UTCI don’t know how it happens but when there’s a large number of similar heroines, they often end up sleeping with me all at the same time. The members of the Hand, Serpent Society, Insekt Skwad, several different mutant teams, and now the Spider women. Gwen Stacy, Jessica Drew, Cindy Moon, Mary Jane, Mattie Franklin, Julia Carpenter, Anya Corazon, and May Parker.
They had a get-together and after Peter, Sophia, Venom, and Madam Web left they called me over and all ambushed me together. The best way to have sex with me would be to team up with other members of the harem so you know I’m more likely to show up. That was the biggest problem, I was only one person and had to keep letting more and more people down as I grew my harem.
It left little room for building actual connections with them but this body was still only eighteen years old. I had the rest of my very long life to settle down after fucking my way through all the females of Marvel and DC. The impromptu orgy also served another purpose of buffing the remaining spider women to the same power as Gwen.
I hadn’t bothered injecting any with the USS besides her and the normal humans as the spider DNA once fully enhanced was more of a multiplier than an additive effect as they grew in strength tremendously. Gwen could hurt me as she grew more feral, if I didn’t have magical fuck powers and could have sex for an indefinite period of time this would be a colossal mistake as I’d end up fucked to death.
Mary Jane, Aunt May, and Anya didn’t have the spider DNA but they worked so closely with the group that they included themselves in this effort. I also watched as Aunt May had a strap-on and was mercilessly pummeling Mary Jane’s pussy into oblivion while I took care of the other girls. I think it was more cathartic for Aunt May to punish her for constantly hurting Peter than anything else. They were both enjoying it at least.
I already fucked two into unconsciousness after the injections and only had Mattie, and Julia left. As I stabbed into Mattie with the needle I couldn’t help but grin as she began bucking up onto my dick as her body began to change even more.
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Third-Person Point of View
Power Girl got an odd call from her younger half. The mental connection she shared with Supergirl had been cut off at one point as she had begun to rapidly improve to the point she could defeat Power Girl now. It left her curious and so did this call out of the blue. As she arrived at the area she didn’t notice her X-ray power didn’t work to see inside as she walked in. She also didn’t notice her powers had begun to weaken.
That was the biggest problem with Kryptonians. If they weren’t actively using their powers, they wouldn’t realize they didn’t work until they tried to use them. If they were weakened down to a quarter of their normal strength, they wouldn’t know until they attempted to use their full strength. That’s why the diluted kryptonite light rays only slowly weakened her powers down to a normal human instead of weaker because she would notice far more easily.
As Power Girl walked in she was so shocked that she just stood in the doorway. Her eyes couldn’t believe what she was seeing as she saw her younger self being bounced on the biggest cock she had ever seen. The noises Supergirl made were noises she didn’t know she could make as the man finally bucked up into her and came drawing another squealing orgasm out of Kara.
In a daze, she moved towards the bed. The man only gave her a smile as he stood up and walked over to her. Touching her in a way she didn’t know she needed he guided her to the bed while slowly kissing her. She had no idea what was going on, but at this point, she was so horney it didn’t matter to her.
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Jessica Jones's Point of View
I just finished eating an entire pizza by myself as I finished a Netflix show. I had quit my detective work the past few months but had burned through all my savings. As much of a pity party, I had as I almost ended up a mind-controlled puppet of the man again, it didn’t happen. I wasn’t toyed with or made completely suicidal like the first time but it still hit me mentally that it could have happened if I wasn’t saved.
As brutal as his death was, Killgrave deserved much worse. Even still, there was a small, very small part of me that yearned for him to control me. That was what made me suicidal the first time. A domestic abuse victim could go back to their abuser and it made me extremely depressed and sent me into a downward spiral as I got in a bad headspace at what happened.
I had mostly gotten back to normal, you could only wallow in your own self-pity for so long before you got sick of it. I wiped the pizza crumbs off my shirt as I picked up my phone. It didn’t have many contacts in it that weren’t businesses. I was wavering between two people as I scrolled past Luke Cage and stopped on Danny Storm. My hand was still in the process of deciding who to call. Did I try to get back together with someone I could have loved if I didn’t have so much baggage… Or did I just say fuck it and call the extremely rich playboy to have my brains fucked out?
Choices, choices. I accidentally click the call button as I reflexively squeeze down hard enough on instinct to try and catch my phone that I shatter it to pieces in my hand. Shit! I didn’t have the money to pay for a ne-. Mid thought I was interrupted as Danny Storm suddenly popped into existence in front of me he looked around concerned and asked. “Everything okay?”
I had a few questions I wanted to ask, like how did he just straight teleport into my house but the first question was. “Are you busy right now?” We had a quick conversation. We had an instantaneous connection as he was even more attractive than the first time we met. I didn’t know that I had developed a crush on him when he saved me from the Purple Man.
As he had me folded in half and fucked me relentlessly, it was hard to believe that my night would turn around so fast as I reached my first orgasm. I knew some shenanigans were going on, I hadn’t accidentally broken a phone like that in years but… As I felt that tight knot of self-inflicted worry in my stomach came unloose every time he poked me with his dick I realized how lucky I was that this happened.
