OK, here it is! Enjoy.
The Heroines Who Became Willing Somno-Villianesses
Chapter 1: The Warm-Up
"Experiment 272. Following the successful testing of the Hypno-Rings (see Experiment 270) and the completion of the nipple injector (see Experiment 271), the plan to control the five most beautiful heroines in the Marvel Universe continues. The plan is to first dominate the She_Hulk and have her take FX and myself to the X-base in her flying car. Then, power must be established over Dana Curtis, known as Scent. Scent will then give us access to the rooms of Rogue, Psylocke and Jean Grey. The mental duller injected into them will lower their defenses, while the Hypno-Rings I will put on them will boost my power sufficiently to control their sleeping bodies. They will be brought back to the sorority house basement where..."
"We'll fuck the shit out of them, right?"
"Chill, FX. I'm recording. Or trying to. Now, where we consider the crime or crimes for our new..."
"You mean, nude."
"Nearly nude new slaves to commit." Lord Somno hit the STOP button on the old-style cassette recorder. He glared at his horny but brilliant assistant, FX, who was currently receiving a blowjob from Tanya. He spoke to him, noticing he was holding the Hypno-Ring control box in his left hand. Tanya, of course, wore a Hypno-Ring.
"FX, we only have an hour."
"Chill, Chris. Why don't you take a piece?"
"Hmm, well, I guess you're right."
Lord Somno, alias Chris Lancaster, sat down and reflected upon the year gone by. In that time, he had come so far. A year ago, he could barely control his powers, summoning sleeping women to his bed only when he had to cum. Their breasts would automatically swell and fill, which was nice, but also visible for a few days afterwards. Gradually, he had gained full control over his powers. He had quit school and set up shop in the unused secret basement of the Omega Delta Pi sorority. In this building were only the finest women, from the best backgrounds. They were the girls who constantly teased and never gave a guy a break. Chris decided to change their lives.
He changed the way his power worked. His power now gave a girl much more life, so he could pretend she was semi-alert and a willing sex partner. He also no longer made women's breasts grow but because he was constantly controlling the sorority girls, he could get some milk from them after a few months of control. He found his refined powers much more satisfying.
Denise stood up and moved to Chris. She was dressed in a purple camisole with fur trim and a matching G-string. Her face was a vacant smile, her eyes unfocussed. She was looking exactly the way Chris liked her.
"Hello, Lord Somno." she said, with some but not much emotion in her voice. "How may your willing slave serve you? Do you want me to suck your cock? Fuck with my tight pussy or firm tits? Or maybe welcome Tanya to your control with lesbian sex?" She turned ninety degrees and pointed her left hand to Tanya and FX. Of course, she still looked off into the distance. Chris decided he just needed to cuddle and fondle. After all, even an immoral abuser of women's bodies needed hugs, kisses and hypnotic love (not lust) now and again.
"Sit on my lap, lovely slave Denise." Once, when he was still going to school, he had called Karen, a large-breasted somno-acquaintance of his, a slave. He had quickly covered with a quick comment about had she seen a certain movie and his quoting of the 'my slave' line from the movie. She was puzzled about this but three days later had given himself and FX, whom he had just met, the greatest backrubs in history.
"Of course, Master. I only want to please you in any way my young sleeping body can." Denise shuffled over to Chris in the accepted style, somnabulistically. She sat on his lap. He put a hand on her thigh and the other around her, on her shoulder. She wrapped her left hand around him in the same way and put her right hand on his crotch. The two kissed. Damn! he thought. I've screwed this woman at least three times and yet simple kissing is SO erotic! Damn!
Meanwhile, nude Tanya was giving FX's penis quite the tongue bath. For an exchange student, he thought, where did she learn to give head like this? Tanya was taking the tip of her tongue and, starting at his scrotum, began to take short licks upwards. It was as if his cock were a blender beater used for cake mix and she was the child, trying to get every square millimeter of the batter. She licked front and back of his cock, using her tongue alone. As she neared the tip, she took FX's balls in her hand. She lightly played with them. The Hypno-Ring could never give a girl the emotion that Chris' power allowed, but it did guarantee complete obedience, and Tanya would continue fellating him until told to stop.
"Stop. Fuck me." he said into the control box.
"Yesss...Masssterrr. I...hearrrr...annnnd...obeyyyy"
As Tanya responded in her Slavic accent, she stood up. She stepped out of the black panties around her ankles and rose to her full 65 inches of height. The panties now were next to her already removed black baby doll nightie. Thanks to Chris' sleep "suggestions", every girl in the house wore, at most, slinky lingerie to bed. As Tanya moved over FX so she could lower herself unto his cock, FX studied her body.
Her hair, like her now unneeded lingerie, was black. She has let it down to it's halfway-down-the-back length to sleep. Her breasts were conical and about one Herman unit each, this being about a handful. Her body was that of a woman who would not need to exercise until she had borne children. She was thin, and probably always had been thin. As their two sexual organs contacted, FX tried to muffle a loud gasp of pleasure.
"Shit! She's tight!" he exclaimed.
"Keep it down, you bonehead! I can't keep all thirty women above asleep if you fucking scream." Chris remembered something. "Wait! Is she a virgin?"
"I dunno. Oooo! I didn't check."
"Idiot!"
Tanya withdrew her pussy from FX's cock and turned to Chris. FX spoke into the control box.
"Come on! Fuck me!"
Tanya ignored his command and sat on the desk next to FX. She spread her legs wide.
Chris looked. She didn't seem to be a virgin. If she had been, there should be blood, right? he thought. He didn't know for sure.
"Well?" asked FX.
"I guess it's OK, dude."
"Great!" Tanya began to move back to FX, to resume intercourse. FX gave the "Schwing" manuever.
"Denise, I am a little thirsty."
"Don't worry, Master. I have some milk in my tits if that is what you want."
"That will be fine, Denise."
"As a will-less and willing slave, I give my breast-milk to my thirsty Master." She raised the camisole and presented her B-cup to Chris. Chris drank of his slave while she continued to fondle his cock and balls.
35 FX was now fucking Tanya rather vigorously. He sat in the chair, naked, while her nude body was over him, legs wrapped around the reclining bench. He could not hold it anymore.
FX came inside of Tanya. She, of course, showed no reaction to the sperm. FX was bummed out that he had cum so soon again. He uttered a curse word, keeping his voice because of Chris' admonition.
"Shit."
"What is it now?"
"I came already."
"You lasted...seven minutes. Could be a record for length."
"Just shut the fuck up, willya? For once I'd like to fuck for ten minutes without cumming."
"I told you you spend too much time getting a blowjob. It's supposed to just get you hard, unless that's all you're getting. THEN you fuck. Look at me, for instance..."
At that moment, feces from Tanya's anus hit the floor. The two men said,
"What the fuck...?" Chris realized what had happened.
"You idiot! You must've had the button down when you said 'shit'. So she is shitting."
Chris took control of Tanya's body and brought her to him. He had Denise clean up the mess while Tanya finished her defecation in the bathroom. Then the two girls were ordered to shower.
Denise pulled the camisole over her head while Tanya got into the shower. The brunette then removed her G-string, completing her disrobing. She then joined Tanya in the shower, opening the curtains all the way so the men could see. FX had wanted to join the girls in the shower but Chris told him that he was being punished.
Denise activated the water while Tanya held her hair away from the spray. The smaller American girl used the hand spray unit to wetten Tanya's body. FX began to stroke his cock at the sight of water cascading down her firm thighs and tight ass. Chris had given both girls relaxed, neutral expressions with closed eyes. He didn't want the girls to have eye problems on his account.
Now the soap. Taking the wet Coast bar in her hand, the brunette began to soap her fellow slave's body. She built up a lather with the soap and spread it on. At FX's insistence, special care was taken to get Tanya's luscious mounds extra soapy and clean. Tanya's pussy was carefully spread and explored by Denise's soapy fingers so its cleansing could be maximized. And, of course, Tanya turned and bent over so her soaper's exploration could do a thorough job on her ass and asshole.
After the soaping, the rinsing commenced. FX asked for a second soaping after the rinsing but his motion and slave were both out of odor. Completely clean, the mind-dominated co-eds stepped out of the shower and into the men's towel-bearing arms.
Denise's drying did not take long and soon she was redressed. Tanya's drying was prolonged and once completed, was followed by Denise redressing her. First, her bikini panties. Then, the baby doll top. Tanya herself retied the baby doll, so it was the same as when she entered.
Removing the ring from Tanya, Chris sent the two back to bed. They were in auto-pilot. Next, he turned to FX.
"All right, dude, you get the stuff, I'll secure our ride to Miss Walters' apartment building."
"How come I gotta carry ALL the stuff?"
"Very well. I'll help you." Chris took the small control box and the five ring case and headed to the closet.
"Why are you going in the closet? Did you forget where the door is?"
"Check the script, you knucklehead."
FX reached into the equipment box and pulled out the script. He tried skipping to the end, but all he found were phone-sex advertisements. So he started at the beginning and quickly skimmed, coming to paragraph 35. Reading it, he found that it said he was naked. Uttering a "Damn!", he proceeded to his closet to dress.
Lord Somno left the closet Chris had entered. He was dressed in black basketball shoes with white pants and a white pirate-style shirt. He wore around his waist a large belt to which was attached the ring box, the control box and his orange-bladed light saber. He also wore a black cloak with hood. His eyes were covered with small, round glasses with flip-up shades. He looked quite imbecilic.
FX came out in the body suit armor. He wore boots and a helmet with a visor. He looked like Gizmo Duck with legs.
"Do not!" FX exclaimed.
"What?"
"I do not look like Gizmo Duck with legs."
"Very well."
He looked like a sleek, armored warrior.
"Better."
"Let's go."
The two men went out the secret passage and headed upstairs. Waiting at the top of the stairs was a tall, nude black woman. FX handed her some of the equipment. She took it, then exited the building. The men saw the desk watch of the sorority. She was removing her terry-cloth robe and placing it on the back of her chair. She remained asleep on duty but now was wearing a red demi-cup bra and matching panties.
The nude woman headed to a minivan in the nearby parking lot. She set the equipment down and used the keys she had been holding to open the side door. She then loaded the equipment into the van, including what FX had been holding. She handed Chris the keys and spoke.
"I would give my nude body to my Master for his pleasure. All I possess is his to use as he pleases."
"Thank you, my tall slave Whitney. I have no further need of you at the moment. Return to bed."
"My body will remain nude and my will asleep, until your next orders."
Whitney, the captain of the girls' basketball team, left to return to her roommates' bed. Chris had the door watch, she of the bra and panties, open the door for her. They greeted each other with a kiss and both headed back to their current sleeping areas.
Once all was secure, Chris started up the van and the two headed out. Their next stop: Jennifer Walters' apartment building and the arrival of the sleepwalking She-Hulk.
The Heroines Who Became Willing Somno-Villianesses (part 2)
Earlier that evening, Jennifer had opened up her sleep-attire drawer. Ordinarily, there were comfortable T-shirts, knee-length sleep-shirts, a pair or two of pajamas and several nightgowns in the drawer. Tonight, however, things were different.
The first thing out of the drawer was a red teddy. Then a white camisole. An ice-blue baby-doll top was next. Then a pair of black G-strings. This made her upset.
"Renee! John!" she yelled to the fourth wall. "What is going on here? Something's gonna happen tonight, I know it. I mean every time this happens, there is some kind of night scene so the readers can look at my half-naked body. Not that I'm ashamed of it, I'm just a little tired of dressing like Ginger Lynn Allen or Traci Lords. So, just for that, I'm going to sleep in my business suit tonight. I don't have to go to work tomorrow and I can't get hot if you break the heat. Ha!"
So Jennifer Walters, the She-Hulk, took off her shoes and let down her hair. She opened the window to get some air circulating. She settled down to a peaceful night's sleep.
"Experiment 272, supplemental. After a period of substanial awkwardness...<BURP!>." FX laughed at Chris' burp. Chris glared at FX. "Just hold the mike, willya? Now, where was I, oh yeah, FX and I are headed to the apartment building of Jennifer Walters, the She-Hulk, to make her the first super-slave of our group."
FX, sensing Chris was done, switched off the cassette recorder.
"You going the right way? I checked city records and Jennifer Walters doesn't own any property here."
"FX, she rents an apartment."
"I checked that. She hasn't paid any rent to anybody in four years."
"Who owns her apartment building?"
"Lemme see. Some woman named Janet. Janet Van Dyne."
"Knucklehead! Janet Van Dyne is the real name of the wasp, one of her fellow Avengers. She is probably loaning Jennfier the place."
"In return for sexual favors?"
"Get your mind out of the gutter. They are both straight."
"But She-Hulk won't be for much longer, right?"
"You are CORRECT, SIR! After tonight, She-Hulk will be an accomplished cock sucker and pussy eater. We're almost here. Ready the mini-cam."
FX reached into the back seat and pulled out a small satchel. Chris pulled the mini-van into a driveway and put something from his pocket into his mouth. He drove the van to a gate where a male guard signalled him to roll down the window. Chris obliged.
"Hey, you guys live here?"
Chris spit the dart at the guard's face. The powerful knock-out drug immediately affected him and he fell to the ground. FX got out and put the guard in the shack. He then pressed the button to open the gate. Chris drove the van in and parked it next to She-Hulk's flying car.
"Talk about luck. You got a spot next to the Green Machine's car."
"Yeppers. Now let's 'put a move on Green Machine'."
The two exited the garage and stood in the back of the building. FX opened the satchel bag and pulled out a small device, shaped like Eagle 1 from Space 1999. At Chris' signal, FX reached into the bag and pushed a button. He took his other hand away and the craft floated in mid-air! The electronics whiz pulled out the controller while Chris flipped down his shades. The craft went up, at FX's command.
Soon the craft was on Jennifer's windowsill. It transmitted images to Chris' shades. He saw the green lawyer, appartantly so exhausted she hadn't even changed for bed. He would remedy that immediately.
Jennifer rolled onto her back, with her left hand on her belly, legs slightly spread. She was sleeping on the bedcovers. She spoke.
"I am ready for my Master's command."
Jennifer sat up in bed and put her feet on the floor. Her expression was relaxed, he eyes shut. She rose. The super-heroine turned and walked to the dresser and turned to the window. Now she was in full-length view of the camera. To aid his sight, Chris had Jennifer turn on the lights.
Chris was considering having the She-Hulk destroy her own clothes. Maybe later, he decided. The strip-tease was far more erotic. Jennifer spoke again.
"I will become nude for my Master's pleasure."
Jennifer unbuttoned the expensive suit-jacket and shrugged it off. She then reached over to the side of her skirt. She unbuttoned and unzipped it so it too became part of the floor clutter. Now, her blouse was next. Down she went, revealing her lacy red bra, barely holding her huge tits. Finishing, she let it fall down. Chris could see her attire now consisted of matching bra, garter belt and panties. Oh, she also has on nude stockings, he thought. This would require a change.
Jennifer turned and sat on the dresser. She stretched a leg out and folded it back on itself. She reached up to the garter belt and unclipped the stocking from it. She slowly rolled the stocking down, stretching her long leg as she did so. Chris moaned. Then she proceeded to the other leg to complete the process. Boy, Chris thought, I really would like to be between those thighs. Me too, thought FX.
Jennifer stood back up and turned back to the window. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked the bra. As it joined the rest of the clothes on the floor, both men marvelled (bad pun) at her stupendous double D-cups. Whatta chest, thought Chris. Ditto, added FX. Jennifer completed the process by pulling off her garter belt and panties together.
"Come on." said FX.
"What?"
"Send her outside." He was looking at the monitor but he wished he was looking at the real things.
"Nude?"
"Sure. She's gonna be fucking soon."
"Barely dressed is far more erotic."
"You're nuts."
Jen turned to her lingerie drawer. After several displays of various pieces of lacy stuff, Chris decided Jen would wear a baby doll with a matching G-string. Now Jennifer was ready to come to her Master.
Jennifer walked to the window and climbed onto the ledge. She stood, looking straight ahead. She jumped from her ledge, down to the alley, in front of Chris and FX. Her facial expression remained totally blank.
"Hey, all right!" FX said as he took She-Hulk's large breasts in hand.
"Come on, no time. We gotta get to Scent's place. We've wasted enough time as is."
"Oh, get a life! It's only five minutes to Scent's place by flying car." He set the satchel down. "Besides, you know me, 10 minutes max."
"OK, I'll put the stuff from the van into Shulkie's car. You go do what you gotta do."
"Come on, babe. he said as he let go of Jen's tits and took her hand.
"Of course, Master. I am ready to suck and fuck." FX led her away to the minivan.
Chris wasn't really worried about FX's dalliance. He knew something about She-Hulk that FX did not.
As the pair entered the side door of the mini-van, FX pressed the emergency armor removal button. His suit immediately fell to the floor, in pieces. He had only his jockstrap on. Ducking, Jen entered and sat on one of the benches.
"Hey, no sitting on the job. You do some sucking on my dick."
"I must do anything for my Master."
FX was also sitting on the bench. Jen left the bench and knelt before him. She reached up and pulled his jock off, so he was in the buff. She opened her green lips and took his whole cock in his mouth. She sucked it like a straw.
"No, that's wrong!" His dick hurt!
Jennifer opened her lips and pulled back to a vertical kneeling position.
"Give me a blowjob!"
Jennifer puckered up, inhaled, and blew on him.
"NO! Give me head!"
Jennifer leaned forward again. Her hair touched his chest. She began to rub her head against him.
"WRONG! Forget it. Open your top."
Jennifer returned to her previous position. She reached up and unlaced the baby doll. FX leaned forward and slid the top back off her shoulders, giving him full view of her gigantic knockers. He began to lick and suck her hard nipples as well as squeeze her huge bazooms.
"How goes it?" FX looked up. It was Chris speaking at the door.
"Shit! Can't you see I'm having a midnight snack?"
"I need to get the equipment."
"Go for it."
Chris began to transfer the equipment to the flying car. FX resumed his snack. Jennifer began to say,
"Oh, yes, Master. Suck my tits."
FX reacked down and tried to go inside the G-string. It was like it was painted on (bad joke). He tried to peel it back butir was stuck to her and he couldn't get a grip on it. He had Jen open her thighs a bit so he could try something. He tries to go up her pussy with his finger, through the thin material. But he couldn't. He could feel her hotness and wetness under the fabric. But he could not gain access to the magic triangle. Chris entered and spoke.
"Come on, we're ready."
"I can't get her fucking panties off."
"That's not a pair of panties. It's a G-string."
"Whatever it is, I can't get it off."
"It's protected by the Comics Code. No one can get it off."
"But how did she change clothes, if no one can get it off?"
"I'll tell you in the flying car. Jennifer, fly us to Scent's house."
"At once, my Master. Your slave will obey."
Jennifer made her way out of the mini-van. Chris had her re-tie up the baby doll as she went. FX put his armor back on. By the time he was done, Jen was in the driver's seat of the car. By previous arrangement, both men sat in the back seat.
Once all seat belts were fastened, Jennifer started up the car. It needed no keys, responding to her touch. Soon, the trio was out of the garage and airborne. Their next stop was the home of Dana Curtis. She was the mutant Scent, whose pherenomes made all obey.
The Heroines Who Became Willing Somno-Villianesses (part 3)
"Experiment 272, supplemental. With the somno-animation of the She-Hulk's body, we are proceeding in her flying car to the home of Dana Curtis, also known as Scent. Her powers of pherenome influence will be utilized to aid in the control of Rogue, Psylocke and Jean Grey."
"Wait a minute, dude. You said in part 1 that Scent was at the X-Base. What in the hell is she doing at home?"
"New information during your dalliance with Jennifer here indicated she was at her house, that is the house of her parents. So we go there to get Dana Curtis."
"How do you know where she lives?"
"Hey...Oh, shit, I'm still recording!" Chris deactivated the cassette recorder. "Now, then as I was saying when you're good, you're good."
"Another fucking cop-out."
"Damn straight!" Chris noted that they were approaching the house. "Jennifer, land at the house."
"I will obey my Mater's command." Jennifer smoothly landed the car in front of the Curtis home, though her eyes were closed.
"How does she drive with her eyes closed?"
"I've explained to you a dozen times."
"But the readers weren't here then, you gotta explain it, so they know too."
"Very well. She isn't driving, I am. I merely give her subconcious 'general' instructions, along with the verbal input."
"Why even bother with verbal input?"
"Because, I like to hear the fucking slaves talk!" Chris was annoyed. The readers weren't that stupid. "Come on, let's go."
At that time, Dana Curtis lay sleeping with two of her girlfriends in her bed in her first-floor room. Dana had organized an impromptu sleep-over and had gotten Lori and Monica to attend.
Dana was a redhead, about five and a half feet tall. Like most comic book superheroines, she was well endowded with a firm pair of C cups. Her current attire consisted of a white blouse and white panties. She looked innocent and delectable, sleeping there.
Dana's power, the power that had Professor X try to recruit her as Scent, was simple. Her body could give off chemical vapors, which caused emotional reactions. She could make somebody happy or sad, excited or bored, frigid or hornier than Wilt Chamberlain. Professor X had tried to bring this power to a concious (sic) level of control but was attacked and crippled in the middle of her training. So she quit his school and returned to her own, unable to bring out her own incredible power (Marvel RPG talk).
As usual, the girls had been discussing boys at school during the sleep-over and Dana's desires for them filled her mind. Her mutant glands went to work and the vapors were inhaled by her school friends. Their libidos went into overdrive and they stirred.
Lori, sleeping on Dana's left side, rolled over to dana. She was a short-haired blonde in a thin cotton nightgown. Just over five feet tall, her height made her D cup breasts more eye-popping than on her friend Monica, who was almost a foot taller yet wore than exact same size bra. Her hand reached over to Dana's chest and began to unbutton the redhead's blouse.
"Oh, do I want to fuck!" Lori exclaimed in a sleep-vioce. She moved next to Dana and began to rub against her.
Now Monica, on the other hand, was not nearly as aggresive as Lori. She wore a knee-length sleep-shirt with buttons from her waist to her neck. She was a baseball and basketball player at school but sexually was very shy. Everyone at school knew she had never had had sex with a boy and they were right. Her hands now reached down to her waist, to pull up her shirt. As the shirt passed her waist, she latched onto her panties. She promptly removed them. Her moans of pleasure were clearly audible.
After her panties were off, she buried two fingers into her pussy, which was rapidly moistening. Her other hand went to her button, which she rapidly undid. Her free hand was now occupied with squeezing one of her D cups and pinching her hard nipple.
"What the hell? Are you doing that?"
"No, FX, it seems we are witnessing Scent's power in action. Keep your eye on the remote monitor, I'm going to 'take a load off my mind'."
With that, Chris opened the ring box in front of Jennifer. She reached in and took out the left-most ring. She put it on her right index finger. Chris readied for another command.
"Jennifer, untie your top."
"Here are my tits for your pleasure, Master." Jen did as she was commanded. Both double D cups were clearly visible. Chris took the auto breast injector out and mounted it on Jennifer's right breast. He then hit the 'inject' button.
The injector first began to manipulate Jennifer's large tit, especially up at her nipple. The tiny servo motors moved the needle into position. The injector per se put fluid at the very tip of the needle, so as not to inject air. Then the coup de grace, the needle moved into Jen's nipple and injected its drug.
Chris felt instant relief. Controlling Jen now was as easy as pushing a key on a keyboard. He made her face appear awake and alert and her body as well.
Jen removed the injector from her tit and handed it to Chris. While she re-tied the top, she spoke. Her voice was animated.
"Lord Somno, I'm ready to obey. Do you have any orders for me?"
"Not right now, Jennifer."
"You don't have to call me Jennifer. I'll still respond to 'slave'."
"I prefer Jennifer. You're much more than a mere slave."
"As you wish, Master. My body is a tool for your use."
FX continued to watch the somno-dykes. The short one was on top of Dana. Her nightgown was over her waist...no, make that completely removed, and she was rubbing her pussy on the readhead's thigh. The other girl, the tall blonde, was licking her own nipple and continued to finger herself. Even though he had come in Tanya less than an hour ago, his cock was stiff and ready to fuck.
"Hey, FX, I'm going to send Jennifer in to get Dana."
"Fuck no! These chicks are really going at it!"
"Keep your voice down."
"OK, but they're still going at it."
"Well, I'll have to stop them."
"Why? Scent's power can't affect me with my life support systems. And Jennifer is totally under your control."
"And I love it too." added Jennifer, who kissed Chris on the cheek.
"Well, bonehead, it would affect me. Besides, we have a schedule to keep. Anyway, those two blondes pale in comparison to Rogue, Psylocke and Jean Grey."
"I guess you're right, you useless penishead."
"Damn straight, Particle Man with his Particle Penis."
Chris reached out with his power to Dana's sleeping mind. He turned off her power. He said to Jennifer,
"Jen, bring her out."
"No problem, m'lord."
Jennifer walked to the house. She could've jumped but her Master wanted as little attention as possible. Arriving at the window, she could smell the scent power. Her libido and Chris', her Master, began to power up. She calmly opened the window.
Climbing into the room, she spotted Dana Curtis, still sleeping. Another girl was sucking Dana's tit while a third girl masturbated nearby. Jennifer reached over and took Dana off the bed. The short-haired blonde crawled after Dana but ran into the long-haired blonde. Monica reached up and kissed her nude friend. The two began to 'enjoy' each other's lesbian attentions.
Jennifer carried Dana out of the room and set her down so she was standing there. Chris and FX were walking over. Chris was beginning to not give a ship about the other X-women. FX was too caught up with Jen's breasts to care either.
"We got time?" asked FX.
"Oh, fuck, sure, why not?" answered Chris.
FX arrived in front of Jennifer. He activated the emergency armor removal button. Once again, his armor fell off, leaving him in his jock. Chris spoke to Jen.
"Jen, do what FX says until I tell you otherwise."
"No problem. Your slave awaits her new Master's commands."
"Great. Strip."
"It's a pleasure to obey that order." Jennifer smiled as her attire, the baby-doll top and matching G-string, were removed by her own hands. "And what position would you like me in?"
"On all fours...slave."
"Doggie-style, it is." Jennifer went to her hands and knees in the grass. FX pulled off his jock and went into her.
Chris, on the other hand, was inspecting Dana's body. Her power was damn strong! It was taking most of his sizable will and psionic power to resist the urge to slam her high and hard, like FX and Jen. She looked too innocent to just FUCK like that, and he wanted something before sex. She was nude now, so he massaged her body, lying in the grass.
FX was having a grand old time. Scent's power had him fully in its grip and his sizable libido didn't aid him here. He slapped She-Hulk on her ass. Ride 'em cowboy! he thought.
"Master, may I play with myself?"
"Go right ahead, I don't care."
"Many thanks, Master." Jen reached back with her hand and felt her pussy, which was being fucked by FX. She could still stimulate herself...there!
A police car pulled up and a light shone on the four lovebirds. Chris acted fast.
"Jennifer, deal with the police."
"At once, Master."
Jennifer pulled out and stood up. Before FX could say, "What the fuck...?", she was at the police car.
"She-Hulk?! What is the meaning of this?"
"You will now leave here and not return."
"But you're naked!"
"Under our clothes, we are all naked. You have three seconds to move on. 1."
"Wait a minute."
"2."
"You're indecently exposed, She-Hulk. As an officer of the law..."
"3." She-Hulk ripped the door off of the police car. She pulled the driver out. Applying pressure, she forced him into unconciousness. Over the objections of the other, she did the same to him. Once through, she rejoined the party.
"Damn! I just came!"
"Keep it down, FX."
"I could've come on She-Hulk. But noooo! You gotta send her away. Thanks a lot, asshole."
"Chill, FX. Plenty of time for coming later. We gotta get going." Scent's power had faded by now.
"Ain't fucking fair." He began to reassamble his armor.
As the girls dressed, Chris reloaded the flying car. He also re-readied the auto breast injector for use on Dana. Eventually, the other three party members approached.
"Jen, set your car's autopilot for the X-base."
"At once, Master." She left for the car.
"Hey, did that thing work?" FX gestured to the injector.
"Of course. Why do you think Jennifer is so awake-seeming?"
"I thought it was all you."
"Technically yes. But flowing in Jen's blood now is a will suppresant. I'm going to inject Dana now. Controlling her now is like doing a sit-up. Afterwards, it will be like taking a step."
"Why does She-Hulk wear a Hypno-Ring?"
"In case you need to take over."
"The car is ready, Master."
"Excellent, Jennifer. Wait for us."
"I hear and I obey." Jennifer's response was matter-of-fact.
Using the auto breast injector, and a Hypno-Ring, Dana was soon the same as Jennifer. The car, now loaded, Jen and Fx in front, Dana and Chris in back, took off for the X-base. Its goal: the complete domination of the three big-titted mutants all comicdom had been waiting for!
The Heroines Who Became Willing Somno-Villianesses (part 4)
"Experiment 272, supplemental. My two slaves, FX and I are ow flying in Jennifer's car to the X-Base. Jennifer and FX will handle security while Dana and I take over the sleeping bodies of Psylocke, Jean Grey and Rogue." Chris finished speaking and deactivated the cassette recorder.
"How come you get all the fun?"
"Because, FX, you are a much better battler than I am. If the male mutants attack, you will have to stop them."
"Wait! Me vs Wolverine, Cyclops and Colossus, to name a few. Shulkie and I are good, but not that good."
"Chill, FX."
"Chill, my ass! Why don't you just admit you are over-reaching, and we'll take Shulkie and Scent back the penthouse so we can screw them all night long."
"Don't you relish the challenge of...?"
"No!"
"Too late to back out now. We're there."
Jennifer's flying car made a landing on the X-Roof. A mind entered Chris'.
"Who are you?" it thought.
"I am Lord Somno."
"You are invading my base, Lord Somno."
"No shit."
"I shall signal my team to stop you."
"Wrong answer, thank you for playing." Chris activated the telepathic disruptor and immediately got a splitting headache.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck." he exclaimed.
"Would you like me to strip now, Master, so you can have sex with me?" Dana asked.
"No, Dana, I wasn't talking to you."
"Then it is me you want to screw." suggested Jennifer.
"No." He liked the total control of the gorgeous heroines but they sure were acting STUPID. Maybe FX was rubbing off on them.
"NOT!" said FX.
"Let's go." said Chris.
Using Chris' lightsaber, (you thought I forgot he had one , didn't you?) the party got into the X-base. Chris used Dana's knowledge of the passcodes to make it to the bedrooms.
"OK, FX," Chris said as he handed the controller to FX, "take Jennifer to the control room and deal with the person on duty."
"What if it is Wolverine?"
"Give him a beer."
After flipping Chris off, FX and Jennifer headed to the control room. The two went through several passdoors which Jennifer punched in the codes for. Chris must be using the Rings and his power to move data from Bimbo 2 to Bimbo 1. Soon, they were at THE control room.
Ororo, also known as Storm, was manning the monitor at that moment. Though she was leader in Professor X's absence, she longed to be free of the responsibility. This was not her place, watching sensors that never changed. Never changed? Why hadn't the sensors changed? It's almost like...
"Hello, Storm." said She-Hulk. Storm turned to Jen.
"She-Hulk! What are you doing here?"
"Relax, Storm. I need to talk to you."
"But the sensors didn't detect you." Something was REALLY wrong!
"I need to talk to another female super-heroine. One on one." Storm dedcided to play it cagey. Jennifer was under mind control for sure. Why else would she walk in clad in a baby doll?
"All right, Jennifer. What do you want?"
"Did you know that you are gorgeous?" Uh-oh, a real pervert has control of Jennifer. If only Jean or Elizabeth were here...That's it!
"Really, Jennifer. Do you think that Psylocke is beautiful, too?"
Uh-oh, thought FX. The plan had Chris working on Psylocke right now! I can't have her being summoned.
"Oh...not really. Not like you." Jennifer seemed to be talking like a man. She is also trying to corner me, he thought.
FX had Jennifer stop. He needed a clear shot. If he missed, Storm would see him, because an attack cancelled his S. E. P. field.
"I am done with this banter. Who are you really?"
"I'm your worst nightmare."
The dart struck Storm right in the tit. The chemicals dissolved in her soft flesh quickly.
Storm could see her attacker as the dart stung her in the breast. A rush of euphoria passed over her. She had to resist. She couldn't move but maybe she use wind to fly to the console and push the alert button.
Storm took to the air. A green hand reached up and clamped onto her. She was still flying but now was carrying Jen's great weight. She pushed her power a little farther while she could still reason.
The front of her outfit ripped away and the now-topless mutant neared the alert button. She had to push it. She was almost there and...
She made it! She pushed the button and nothing happened. All the controls were dead. What the...?
"Sorry, Storm." said FX. "It seems my sonic suppression field has negated electron flow in the area. Too bad."
"I'll destroy your armor now!" Storm tried to fire lightning at FX. She then realized the chemical was seriously affecting her ability to think. Electron flow is negated! I can't fire lightning! I'll just...just...Storm's mind went into neutral. The man she was facing must be her Master. As his slave, her body was his to command.
Meanwhile, Jennifer, without the Ring to order her and without Chris' mind to guide her (that was currently being disrupted), fell back to sleep on the floor. She looked quiet and content.
Ororo walked up to FX and fell to her knees before him. She looked up to him and spoke.
"Ororo, your slave, is ready to obey."
FX switched off the field. This was gonna be fun.
Elizabeth Braddock, better known as Psylocke, slept comfortably in her bed. For this warm summer night, she wore a simple white t-shirt and panties. She lay on her back, and was dreaming of her rescue from the clutches of the Mandarin by Wolverine. She had some so close to becoming his assassin-slave. It bothered her.
Dana carefully pulled off the covers on Psylocke and crawled into bed next to her. Chris had used the emergency chemistry kit to temporarily make himself immune to Scent's power. Now, he placed his hands on Psylocke's head. Scent's power of love flowed through the sleeping woman's nostrils. Her dream changed.
"Who are you?" she asked. "Where is the Mandarin, so I can pay him back for what he did to me?"
"Elizabeth Braddock, I am Lord Somno."
"What do you want?"
"I offer you an escape."
"From what?"
"Your dreams."
"All right, I understand. You have some sort of sleep-control power and you can alter dreams." Damn, thought Chris, she's good!
"Essentially correct, Elizabeth. You now no longer need concern yourself with your nightmares."
"I don't sense that you are lying, I feel I can trust you." Scent's power was working.
"Are you ready to proceed?"
"Yes."
"You are currently in the clothing the Mandarin has clothed you in. If you remove it, you will symbolically remove his influence in your dreams."
"All right." Psylocke began to disrobe in the dream.
Elizabeth sat up in bed, eyes closed, expression blank. She pulled the t-shirt over her head, revealing her large comic-book-heroine tits. She then reached down and slid off her panties, leaving her nude in bed.
The dream setting changed to match the real-life setting. In both, nude Elizabeth Braddock got up and walked to her underwear drawer. Dana followed her. The blouse-clad redhead pulled both pieces of underwear out of the real Psylocke's hands, so as the busty heroine headed to the closet, she remained naked.
In the same way, Dana moved all the attire just before Psylocke could grab it, so her nudity was maintained. Elizabeth now spoke.
"You're right, Jean would benefit from this." A pause. "I understand she must be asleep." Another pause. "No problem, follow me."
The black-haired mutant led Dana and Chris to the room of Jean Grey. As they walked there, Chris wondered how FX was doing.
Storm, now nude, continued her oral stimulation of Jennifer. Ororo's tongue probed deep into the green woman's pussy. Her Master had told her she was bisexual so she had accepted it, without question.
FX, who had disrobed Storm, tasted the black woman's cunt. PDG, pretty damn good, he thought, but far too dry. He manuevered around her pussy. He wondered how long it had been since she had had this.
"Slave Ororo, how long has it been since a guy ate you out?"
"Over a year, Master." came the reply.
Fuck, thought FX. This bitch needs serious sex. He considered pushing the emergency armor removal button again, but knew that he would need his armor's power should another X-man enter. He instead activated the Uther Pendragon flap and spoke to Jennifer.
"Jennifer, my dear, take over on Ororo's pussy. I'm going to fuck you."
"I hear and I obey, Master." came her entranced reply. She moved away from Storm and bent at the waist, so she could eat out the sitting on a stool mutant. FX whipped it out and put it in. His metal front slapped against Jen's green ass. Awesome, he thought.
Dana, who was keeping to the plan, pulled the awto-breast injector out from Chris' belt. She, Elizabeth and Chris were standing at Jean Grey's door. The black-haired mutant was being fingered by Chris and she showed no reaction. This was, of course, expected. Dana mounted the device on Elizabeth's left tit and activated it. The tiny motors whirred and the needle delivered it's chemical into the nude woman's large breast.
Chris immediately relaxed. With Psylocke's will dampened, he did not have to touch her to control her sleeping body. He put a Hypno-Ring on her right index finger while Dana reloaded and replaced the injector. The naked girl then touched the pad and opened the door.
Jean and Scott lay in bed together, with Jean on Scott's right and half on him. Both were naked as far as the covers showed, as far as Chris could see. They probably had been fucking, he thought. He had to make sure Mr. Sommers did not awaken with Miss Grey's movements.
"Elizabeth, keep the man asleep while I help Jean." he said quietly to her.
"Of course, Lord Somno. I've often fantasized about a apecial method I could use."
"Then do so."
"With pleasure. And with my mouth."
Elizabeth walked around the bed to Scott. She slowly pulled back the covers. Jean's and Scott's hips were on the same level, so access to his cock was partially blocked. In spite of this, Elizabeth knelt down on the floor, bent over Scott and began to stroke and lick his cock.
"Scott, you will not awaken. Even if you come, you will stay asleep." she said to him.
"Sure." was Scott's sleep-blurred reply.
Now, with that taken care of, Chris began to enter Jean's mind. Dana stood at bed's end, masturbating as the scent of lust filled the air.
Jean's dreamless sleep was interupted by Chris. Both were nude in, of all places, a busy bank. Naked people moved about, transacting business and serving customers.
"What are you doing to me?" the redhead asked.
"Moi?" answered Chris.
"Yes, you. You're controlling my dream."
"It's a good dream, isn't it?"
"It's damn perverted!"
"But fun!"
"If you're in my dreams, you must be close, maybe even in my room. Aren't you?"
"You're right on the money."
"I'll simply mentally call..."
"Professor X. I've already blocked his mind out for the moment. I wouldn't have gotten this far if I hadn't."
"Then I'll call Storm. She should be on duty."
"Already nullified. I'm not stupid, you know."
"You're quite smug, aren't you?"
"Damn straight!"
"No problem then I'll call...What are you two doing here?"
Per Chris' plan, Psylocke and Scent approached the pair. They were, of course, naked.
"Jean, you might defeat me. But the three of us, I think not."
"Betsy, fight it! He has you under his power. Fight!"
"Jean, I'm a lover, not a fighter. And I love your huge breasts. I've always loved the way you look."
"Wait a minute! This can't be. You can't force Elizabeth or Dana to do this, a hypnotized person can't be forced to do anything they normally wouldn't do."
"Miss Grey," began Dana, "we're sleep-walking. Chris controls our luscious bodies and commands us to have sex wth you." With that, Dana kissed Jean on the lips. Elizabeth, standing next to Jean, felt her teammate's big tit.
Jean could feel a wave of incredible passion come over her. She was surrounded by big, firm tits and wet pussies. Her defenses dropped and she spoke in a zombie-like way.
"I am Jean, your willing slave. What is your will of me?"
"Fuck your friends."
"I hear and I obey."
With that, the scene changed to a huge air-mattress and Jean lied down on it. Her two friends lied down on top of her. Each woman on top rubbed her tits against Jean's. Chris walked over to the lezzie trio.
"You girls are far too dry. Play with each other."
Without response, Jean's right hand moved up by Dana's cunt. Her fingers delved into Dana's pussy. Dana reached over to Elizabeth's black mane, which actually was already a bit wet. Elizabeth's left hand probed Jean, and she licked her fingers to help lubricate the prone redhead.
Outside the dream, Psylocke's body was in a sort-of auto-fellate mode, barely aware of her surroundings. She was tounging Scott's cock slowly. Without the slightest warning, Jean's sleeping body shifted up and right. She swung her right leg over Scott and lowered herself onto his cock.
"Fuck me, Master." she said softly.
"Fuck me, Master." she yelled to Chris in the dream. "I want a cock in my pussy!"
"Whatever you say." Chris moved to on top of Jean, as Elizabeth and Dana moved out of the way. Chris wondered if FX was having this much fun.
FX was pounding away on Jen's tight pussy. He had moved the green woman so she was sitting in the chair. She also was engaged in sucking Storm's tits while Storm french-kissed FX. He could feel the cum coming.
"Ororo, sit on Jen's lap and prepare for cum in your mouth."
"At once, my Master."
Ororo did as she was ordered. FX moved his cock into Ororo's mouth and just then...
The light stream of cum passed from penis to throat quickly. Ororo swallowed every drop while Jen licked FX's cock and balls. FX had finally come in a woman and he was in happy mode.
"You girls lez out, I'm gonna check out the computer." FX was seriously drained. After all, it was his third cumming of the story. Storm and Jen both looked at FX.
"We hear and we obey." they said together.
Both women now placed their hands in each nether regions. They french-kissed and their huge tits collided. The nude females showed no sign of being anything but complete lesbians.
Chris, in Jean's dream, was really giving it to her, high and hard. Dana and Elizabeth lied on either side of Jean. Each had a tit in hand. Elizabeth leaned forward and sucked her teammate's nipple. She was rewarded with warm lactation. She squeezed the tit and squirted it into her mouth. Dana looked at Chris.
With only a glance exchange, Dana left the dream and returned fully to reality. She saw Jean again, this time on top of her bedmate, slowly fucking him. She walked over to Chris' body, which lay on the bed now.
Per the plan, she used the auto-breast injector on Jean. She also put a Hypno-Ring on her finger. Once this was done, she moved back to Chris. She undid his pants and pulled them to his knees. His JCPenny underwear followed suit. She lied next to him, facing the foot of the bed. She took his cock in her mouth and fellated him.
In the dream, Chris felt Dana's signal. He knew it was time to move on. Jean looked and felt so good. He was nearly ready to come. That would...have to wait. He pulled out of Jean and got up. He beckoned to the girls as he walked away.
"Come, slaves." The girls smiled at him and answered together.
"Yes, Master."
Soon the party of Chris, Dana, and the nude somnabulistic bodies of Elizabeth and Jean headed to Rogue's room. Scott, of course, still slumbered in the bed, unaware of any problems. Normally, of course, with Ring and chemicals, Jean and Betsy would be animated and cheerfully obedient, like Dana was. But their psi abilities as well as the mental duller hampered Chris, so the girls were ordinary somno-robots. With big tits, thought Chris.
Jennifer and Ororo were getting very excited now. They adjourned to the fllor for some 69ing. Jennifer was on top because her body was so much longer. The two now-dyke heroines tongued each other pussies as if they had been born to it. Their pleasure levels increased.
Entering Rogue's room silently, the party found the power-draining heroine asleep, of course. She had retired in a knee-length baseball-style shirt. She lay on her right side, calm and peaceful. Now the party would find out if THE device worked. Chris signalled Jean and Elizabeth.
Jean telekinetically pulled down the covers and pulled up Rogue's night attire. Her muscular body, not like Jen's, but quite nice, was clearly exposed. Her panties were lacy and black. Chris smiled, his plans were going to CUM to fruition.
Jean mentally took THE device off Chris' belt and put it on Rogue. Automatic units delved through Rogue's belly button and the device was soon attached. It looked like a boxing championship belt without the belt. On Chris' order, Jean hit the 'ON' switch.
Elizabeth walked to Rogue. She put her hands on Rogue racing-stripe hair. There was NO change in either of them! THE device was a complete success. Chris signalled Jean for Phase #2.
Within moments, Jean had removed Rogue's skimpy night-attire, leaving her like her teammates, in the buff. Jean moved to the sleeping heroine's pussy and began to eat her out. Elizabeth kissed the now nude girl and felt her big tit, just like her own. Dana filled the room with the odor of raw sex and Rogue moaned.
Moving to Rogue's other tit, Chris used the injector on her as well as supplying her with a Ring. Her mental defense was really strong. He had to take it down before he could hope to have a chance at her untouched pussy.
In the control room, Storm was lying on the floor while Jennifer exclusively ate her out. FX was behind Jen, fucking her as he had before. Storm's breathing became faster and faster. She moaned with pleasure. She had a MASSIVE orgasm.
All over the place, electrical devices of all shapes and descriptions blew up, overloaded and were generally nuked at the EMP. Chris, who was about to touch Rogue and 'persuade' her to join him, lost all but the injector and his lightsaber. Betsy, Jean and Dana fell off the bed and fell on the floor, asleep. Rogue continued sleeping, undisturbed.
In the control room, tons of warning bells went off. FX's armor was a pile of dog doo on the floor. Jen fell on top of Storm, who regained her faculties.
"You! What is going on here?"
"Ororo, he is an intruder. I am summoning your slumbering teammates." thought Professor X to her.
FX was totally screwed. He had to get out of here. He ran away as all his armor came off. Storm summoned wind and pursued him.
Chris, in the bedroom, knew the jig was up. He and FX were no match for the full power of the X-men. He was at max range but if he could send one more message...
SHNICK!
"All right, bub. What the hell is going on here?" It was Logan.
"Would you believe, panty raid?"
"No. In fact, I would believe that you are going to be spilling some blood real soon."
"I think not." Chris pulled the lightsaber.
Logan's heightened senses were hit with the lingering effects of Scent's power. His libido went into overdrive. There was Jean, on the floor, nude. Here he was, and this guy, well, fuck him.
Jean rolled over on her back. She moaned as she spread her legs slightly.
"I'm horny as hell. Someone fuck me."
Forgetting about Chris, Logan pulled down his boxers and gave Jean the Hot Beef Injection. He had wanted for years to fuck her. This was a GREAT dream, he thought.
The other three girls were all masturbating in their sleep. Elizabeth was even sucking her own tit. She really has a breast fixation, Chris thought. This scenario might just work out OK. He moved to Dana and...
POOF!
Chris and FX were nearly naked in the snow. Both had underwear on and Chris had his belt with injector and lightsaber on.
"What the fuck!?" yelled FX.
"I was wondering the same thing."
"Welcome to Antartica." It was Stan.
"Stan!" exclaimed Chris. "What the !@#$?"
"You two have taken this far enough. Logan and Jean was too much even for me. I'm taking away all your equipment and banishing you to the cave below us!"
"Get off your moral high-horse, Stan. You frist drew Jean as having a large chest. And since her you have Gwen Stacy, Mary Jane Watson, Sue Storm Richards and so on. All have one thing in common. Big, firm bazooms. Even Kitty Pryde is big-breasted these days. Don't give me your crap."
"I suppose you're right. I'm sorry. How can I make it up to you?"
"Well how about all the girls from before plus..." said FX.
"Chill, FX."
"It's too cold out to 'chill' out here. I'm freezing my %^&s off!"
"How about home, home, home?"
"Cool."
"OK."
Just like that, Chris and FX were home in their warm beds. Dawn was just breaking as a night ended. On Chris' dresser was a Lotto ticket with a card and bow attached. The card read:
To two guys who showed me the true purpose of comics.
Stan.
THE END.