"For today's group work," Mr. Gladly began, half-erect cock bobbing in the air as he paced the front of the classroom, "we're going to be breaking into pairs to practice making out. I'll tell you guys when to swap partners every so often. Since we have an odd number of girls with Taylor out sick — " Which was a polite way of saying she was in the nut house. " — a few of you will have to work in a group of three."
Madison looked skeptical. "How can three people make out together?"
Gladly smiled. "Oh, it's pretty easy, actually."
Huh. Emma didn't know that. Maybe she'd learn something from this useless class after all.
"Why don't I give you, Emma, and Sophia some pointers? Since Emma did such a great job modeling the drill for the class just now..."
Simurgh's Surprise
(Автор: vyor)
So you know how I said a while back that I would do ziz smut? I'm doing ziz smut. Kinks selected: Mass gangbang, slime monster, light body manipulation, body part enlargement, bukkake, cum stuffing, falcon crest, and... I'm not actually sure what to call this, yuri I geuss?
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All was quiet in Austin... at least until the endbringer alarms blared. Shortly thereafter a brief surge of panic rolled through before settling right back down once they found out who was actually attacking, namely Ziz. While the residents were scared of her, they also figured that with how bad traffic was in general, she could only make it worse, and that it was probably safer to stay where they were. Statistics showed afterwards that this was the right choice, as there was an 890% increase in the amount of accidents as a direct result of her presence. An estimated 40% of said increase was caused by people trying to get a good look at her breasts.
Heroes and villains alike rushed to help defend the city. Attendance was at an all time high, the early detection system doing it's job well, but there were a few that wouldn't normally be at an endbringer attack, let alone one from the angel of madness. Notably, Amy Dallon and the rest of New Wave, the Undersiders, and Leet. All of whom played a part in what happened next.
"Leet, is that, what did you call it again?" Skitter sounded as commanding as ever, intimidating the b-list villain into submission... accidentally.
"The Null Rod, and it's ready... I think." It was the first time he had made anything even remotely like it, and using components made by other tinkers to boot, so it probably wouldn't explode. Or at least that's what he told himself.
"Great, maybe with this we can deal with her once and for all. I'm going to see if Panacea has held up her end." She sounded positively chipper at that, Amy's response was far less so.
"I've held up my end, so long as you don't threaten me with a knife, again, this well go well." In truth she almost wanted that, the last time had haunted her (wet)dreams for months. The smooth silk rubbing against her body, the knife so perfectly placed to slit her throat or cut off her clothes, her... and she's off staring into the distance. Again. As this was a usual occurrence for her, no one commented on it, though Tattletale's grin got slightly wider.
"So what gave you this idea anyway?" Leet directed this to said perpetually grinning girl, who reacted predictably.
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Her eyes darted around, seeking a way out.
Which is when Regent helpfully chimed in, "She noticed that her powers don't work as well on them, and thought that she saw a lot of herself in-"
"She's the only being on the planet I can do this with, don't you take this away from me!" The group stepped back as one, away from the clearly insane thinker.
Skitter spoke up, the only one with the nerves to speak at all, "Right, let's go over there to set up, Tattletale, you can stay right there until we need you. K? K."
Observers of the following retreat swore that each of them had a Mover rating at that moment.
Eventually, after a lot of bickering, a morale killing speech that went on too long, several red faces, and more than a few 'wellness' packages, Ziz, the Hopekiller, arrived.
And was promptly shot down from the sky, a brief moment of utter and complete bafflement and a blush with an intensity that rivalled Armsmaster when someone switched his tinkertech coffee with an ultra caffeinated version.
Assault nearly didn't survive the resulting wrath from almost everyone on the base.
Instead of the crash sound most would expect from such a large creature hitting the ground at terminal velocity, there was a very loud, very wet, squelch.
The blond haired thinker beamed before rushing over, telltale wetness trailing down her legs, making her shoes squish with every step. That was fine, they weren't going to be on for very much longer.
By the time she had arrived the biological mass that caught the creature had wrapped around it, pulling its wings away to reveal almost perfectly proportioned assets.
Noticing the girl's arrival, the angelic being shot her a look that perfectly summed up all of its thoughts at the moment, the vast majority of which consisted of variations on the phrase "What the actual fuck?" The grin turned into a predatorily smug one, commonly associated with a certain canid species, and descriptions therein.
"Well~, you're very clearly in need of this, I don't need my power to tell me that, and I know I need this, so really, I think you should just lay back and enjoy it."
Ziz blinked dumbly before shaking, her mouth opening into an "Oh" shape, before collapsing, a dazed look on it's face.
Behind her, Amy called out, "Yup, she's accurate in every way. Well, not every, she's more sensitive than most, but that just means this will be more fun." Though Tattletale couldn't see it(even if that didn't stop her from knowing about it), the healer smirked, "I think, being that it was her plan, Tats should go first!" While this revealed her secret fetish for green eyed athletic blond girls(why else would she lust after her sister?), she did not care, she just really wanted to see the other girl who haunted her dreams along with bug girl, her sister, narwal, and many, many others, writhe in pleasure. Preferably naked.
Tattletale didn't care about any of that, but happily agreed, both really turned on, and wanting to get out out her now soaking costume. She left her mask on of course, though Amy had changed all of them enough that no one would really be able to recognize who they were out of costume. Chiefly by giving them all a nice tan and slightly changing their bone structures. Though in Grue's case she made the skin white.
Within moments the girl was on top of the large angel, crotch resting above its mouth, "Lick and other people will join in~"
Knowing that the only way to get free at this point was to just comply and get fucked by every cape that wanted a go(and did that send a thrill through her), she did, her tongue snaking out and almost touching the cape's entire falcon crest at once, before plunging inside, the being's incredible powers driving every movement, quickly causing the girl to collapse, allowing its lips, so far unused, to assault the sensitive spots outside her body, especially the engorged clit.
Tattletale screamed as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her, only realizing then that Amy, the wonderful girl she is, had removed the refractory period from the ones she modified, her last coherent thought before her mind melted into a useless mess of pleasure and sensation was that she should thank the biomancer very vigorously after it was all over.
Amy for her part was the most turned on she'd been since the last big hero meetup, where Vicky and Miss Militia both hugged her before Rune was apprehended by them both. By hand. With many grapples. Come to think of it, that may have been a dream of hers.
Her arousal was further enhanced when, on a whim, she started helping Skitter out of her costume. She had to resist touching herself as she did that.
Grue was faster than both of them, though the increased size of his cock gave him a bit of trouble taking off his pants. He quickly made his way towards the supernaturally beautiful thing.
His cock had been made to suit the increased size of the endbringer, and it slid in with little resistance, both a testament to Amy's work and how turned on the porcelain creature was. It felt heavenly, every movement perfectly tailored to cause as much pleasure to him as possible. He started thrusting immediately, one hand gripping one of the large thighs to either side of him and the other playing with its clit.
The endbringer made its first ever true sound at that moment, a low moan that almost shook the air. Tattletale screamed again, only not falling off due to the efforts of Ziz, who desired to wring out every last drop of her juices, and the slime, slowly wrapping around her legs at Panacea's orders to keep her there.
The moan, and scream, became more intense as tentacles from the same slime made their way into the asses of both noisemakers.
It was too much for the teen to take as he came, and came, and came. More cum than anyone had any right to produce pouring out of him, filling the creature's vagina completely.
Panting slightly, he started to pull out, eyes widening as the slime rushed into the hole, trapping the cum inside. The Simurgh shook again, the juices that would normally come out diverted through another tentacle and right into the formerly smug blond's mouth, replacing all of her lost fluids. She instinctually whimpered, powers informing her hind brain what happened and why, Amy didn't want to give the girl any rest.
Other capes were filtering in now, some just jerking off to the sight, some fucking the creature's cum and slime filled holes, even some of Bitch's dogs joined in, Ziz really liked it when that happened. For her part, she guided Skitter through pleasuring the large breasts, smirking every once in awhile at her student or at her 'victim'.
Capes started cuming then, covering or filling the winged being. And if the slime took some to feed someone, or fill another up, well, no one noticed that.
The orgy slash gangbang lasted for five hours, once everyone had had their fill they let her fly off, an utterly contented smile plastered on her face along with several gallons of cum, some of which was leaking out of her two lower holes.
Some of the participants couldn't speak or move properly for several days, or over 2 weeks in one case, after the event.
This set the trend for all future Simurgh battles, though none were as grand as the first.
Oddly, the rest of New Wave only showed up after the battle was done and the slime dissolved. As they were covered and filled with cum, particularly Glory Girl who was slightly bloated from the amount, it is thought that they were dealing with lust crazed ziz bombs, though that doesn't explain why they were so touchy with Panacea afterwards nor why they never said what they were doing. Still, I'm sure none of you are interested in that, are you?
Beauty and Beast
(Автор: Biskoff)
Glory Girl flew through the night sky grumbling to herself. Stupid Dean. Stupid Vista. Stupid everybody. Why couldn't they cut her a break for one day. She was a Brute. She was supposed to hit things. But it was always `No, don't do that' or `Why can't you stop someone without punching them?' She made a kicking motion midair, pretending Dean's groin was in front of her.
She'd been flying for almost half an hour now. There were no sightings or reports of anything or anyone for her to take her frustrations out on. No robberies. No turf fights between capes. There weren't even any Nazis out. There were always Nazis out!
Suddenly she sighed. For the first time in a long time, Brockton Bay was quiet.
Lame.
She caught a flicker of movement by an old parking structure. The blonde turned to focus on it. She licked her lips in the chilly air and moved slightly closer. She saw a tail sway along the edge of an external staircase.
A tail. There were only two beings in Brockton Bay that had tails like that. One was Newter: out of town with the rest of Faultline's crew. That left...
Glory Girl smiled. There he was. He'd left the lower levels and was pacing near the center of the building. Waiting for something... or someone.
She flew straight down at top speed, falling feet first. She clasped her hands together and raised them over her head. She fell faster and faster, bearing down on the unaware figure. Her cape and skirt flapped in the wind as she accelerated.
Finally she was on him. She brought her hands down in an overhead strike directly on the monster cape's head. The hit was so powerful the beast broke through the pavement of the parking structure and into the floor below. A cloud of dust and dirt kicked up and blocked him from sight. Glory Girl immediately flew back up and out of range of any jump it might make.
She waited for several long, tense moments as the dust cleared... only for the creature to not be there.
`Shit.' She spun around midair to scan her surroundings. She looked at the edges of the building to check if he had crawled up to ambush her from behind. Nothing. She looked back down the hole in the floor. Nothing.
Her fists clenched. She knew better than to go down the hole and get into close quarters with him but she might not have a choice. She made one final, slow spin to take in the rooftop level. There was still no sound and no movement. She lowered her altitude slowly, keeping her senses alert. Still nothing. She descended through the hole and hovered in the air to look around the garage.
Nothing.
"Where the hell are-" Then the beast dropped in from the very hole she just came from, kicking her in the chest and sending her into a support pillar thirty feet away. Her force field flickered for an instant as she impacted before reengaging. She coughed twice and thumped her chest from the blow. She quickly kicked off and floated a foot above the ground, taking in the sight of her opponent.
The creature was large and intimidating, even crouched on all fours like some animal. Its front hands were tipped with inches-long claws. The digitrade hind legs were just as armed, three curved talons in the front of the feet and two in the back. They'd dug into solid concrete like it was nothing more than foam. Its whole body was a dark black, lined with corded muscle. It was covered with... not skin, not leather and not carapace, but something like all three. Flexible but solid. There were thin slits along the arms and legs, on the broad back and on either side of a horse-like neck.
A line of ridges trailed along its spine. They ended at a long snakelike tail that extended from the lower back. It was swaying back and forth dangerously. It was roughly as long as its owner's body. Glory Girl made sure to keep a good distance.
