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Super Breeding {christian_day & fate}

darkest_fate

darkest_fate

machina erotica
Joined
Dec 17, 2009
Location
the INTERNET
The League of Righteousness had succeeded mightily today. A great alien evil had been repelled, and now the world was safe once again. Citizens could rest easy in their beds, safe in the knowledge that their heroes had risen to the challenge and won the day once more. Among those heroes was a relative newcomer, known for her near invincibility, bravery, and sheer pluck. Righteous Girl even looked every bit the super-heroine. Flowing blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, a body built to sheer perfection. Every inch of her looked desirable, and some of the heroes had joked that she had super-pheromones in addition to everything else. Righteous Girl herself would simply smile a beautiful smile and wink coyly at whomever complimented her, then move along as though this were normal.

Now the heroine rested in her preferred place of relaxation: City Park. The park wasn't particularly impressive, and wasn't where most people would expect a heroine to relax. Yet Righteous Girl preferred it, had since she was a little girl. For in actuality, Righteous Girl was a simple American girl known as Jessica. She went to college, studying education in the hopes of giving back to her community, and had come from the perfect little farming community. Boys loved her, and she'd had no shortage of dates, but none who she felt comfortable enough sleeping with. After all, Righteous Girl had enough strength to crush most mortals.

Sighing, she laid her head back, letting the blonde strands fall behind her. She had just started to close her eyes when Jessica heard something. Perking up, she saw the dog. It looked wounded, limping and ugly. Yet immediately the heroine felt drawn to it. Smiling, she walked over, talking sweetly, her voice light. Soon enough, the pooch would be in her arms, and soon after that, it would be in the apartment of the heroine.

Jessica would shed her skin-tight uniform, instead entering her shower and washing away alien blood and filth. She'd laid down water and food for the dog, and figured that everything would be fine. It was time to relax, and what better way to do that then having a nice hot shower followed by a cuddle with an animal?
 
The small black puppy had no collar, or anyway to ID it. It looked to be way too young to survive on its own for too long. The poor thing let out a bit of a yelp as it was scooped up, though more of a poor whine than anything else.

The puppy played at its food a bit, not really touching it though it did drink some water. As the heroine disappeared it limped around her apartment almost 'sight seeing', as she walked out of the bathroom the dog was sitting at the closed door and wagging its tail waiting for her to re-emerge. As the door opened, the lil thing let out a 'yip yip' in excitement and then bounded/limped to her couch, jumping up onto it..or rather, trying to jump on it and instead hitting the front and bouncing off of it. The puppy actually look confused as it fell back to the carpet.
 
The freshly showered blonde beamed at the cute little dog. How could anyone possibly ignore an animal that looked like that? Every bit of that animal looked like it wanted to be cuddled and love you forever. Jessica smiled and scooped him up, dropping him off on the couch next to her. She immediately began stroking him, scratching him behind the ears.

"You're lucky you're a puppy," she said. She slouched down, letting out a low moan. "It's a lot harder being a human. Trust me. Even harder being a super-human. At least you can find a girl puppy."

Jessica stretched and moaned, almost feeling every bit of body pop. It caused her to slide a few inches down, but she quickly righted herself, squirming up to get more comfortable. Reaching over, she pulled the puppy close, giving it some more pets.

"I've now become a crazy dog lady," she said, sighing. "The next thing you know I'll be pigging out on ice cream..."
 
The puppy smiled up affectionately at the heroine, its big black eyes almost smiling at her, as its non bobbed tail continued to wag back and forth, rubbing its head into her hand. The dog almost cooed with her, licking her hand and nuzzling closer to her.

Little did she know, that the puppy was spreading pheromone into the air. Pheromone designed to put human females into heat, against their will. The pheromone carries a slight musky sense into the air, invading the heroine's nose and body, forcing a slight shiver through her.

The dog seems to get a bit more excited, fairly jumping around the heroine and her toweled form, its agitated state releasing more of the drug.
 
Jessica laughed and moved her head about, actually allowing her new "pet" to lick her more. The doggie slobber got over her cleaned neck and face, leaving its marking everywhere. The heroine did notice the smell, but figured it was the natural smell of the puppy. She had gotten him off the street, and it wasn't like she'd had time to bathe him or anything like that. So she just dealt with it, unknowingly breathing in the musky pheromones.

The shiver though, she couldn't help but notice. Smiling, she rubbed her arms and adjusted her spot. "I think your tongue is giving me the shivers, pup," she said, smiling. "What about we get you some food or something? Anything to sweet your breath. No offense, you stink."

Jessica waved her hand in front of her face, though her smile never faded .It made her blue eyes dance, and lit up her perfect face, reminding anyone who noticed that she was, in fact, super-hot in addition to her other powers. She rose from the couch, padding over to the kitchen, already opening the fridge and trying to figure out what to give to a hungry puppy. Maybe some steak?

"What would you like to eat boy" she asked, leaning over and grinning. "I don't suppose you can handle a big dog steak?"
 
The puppy wagged happily as the heroine bent over, the beast looking up the towel a bit from under her, pheromone drifting up her body forcing more shivers through her.

The puppy leans in close to her, barely coming up to her ankles the fur rubbing against her, more pheromone slicking her skin. While it rubs against her it forces the name 'brutus' into her mind....almost like an irony, for now.

The dog sniffs the food that's presented to it, and seemingly ignores it and runs back to the couch again. The dog jumps up on it this time, and clears it easily. It sits wagging its tail and then starts to bark and growly playfully, almost challenging the heroine...its tail waggign a mile a minute knowing she's going to walk into a cloud of the pheromone, enough to be very noticable.
 
Jessica giggled as she felt the puppy rub against her. She reached down to pet him, but couldn't quite catch him in time. Instead, she wound up placing her hand along her skin. Was it damp? Oh, yeah, from the shower. The hot shower. Had to have been hot, because Jessica was starting to feel like she'd just been exercising or fighting for a couple of hours or something.

"Jeez, Brutus," she said, walking back to the couch. "You'd think you could--"

She stopped, wondering why she'd just caught a strong whiff of the puppy smell. The startled heroine took a deep breath of the stuff, feeling it fill her completely. almost immediately, her head started swimming, and she had to stumble back, grabbing onto a counter. The robe slid up slightly, baring tanned thigh and threatening to go further. At least she'd remembered to slide a pair of boy-short panties on underneath. not that it mattered, since only Brutus was around.

"I don't know what's come over me," she muttered. She felt hot, and not just exercise hot. more like "time to find mr. vibrato" hot. She wobbled to the couch, sitting down and leaning back, thinking that maybe she could close her eyes and gather her wits.
 
The puppy's tail stopped wagging as the heroine slid back onto the couch and jumped into her lap...but in reality it was more between her legs. Its small black body brushing against her boy shorts, pheromone sinking into the fabric and against her. Its small tongue licking up her abdomen, as it nuzzles into her robe, the loose string coming undone, pheromone so close to her, its heat almost baking her.

The dog's tongue licks up her more, causing hard sharp shivers into her body, and then it jumps off her lap and down to the floor. Sitting in front of the drugged heroine, it glows a bit orange like...almost shimmering.
 
At first, Jessica was lowering an arm to pet Brutus, before realizing where Brutus was. Instead, she ended up lowering her arm and moaning, a shiver passing her boy. Something felt like it soaked into the fabric of her panties, and it seemed to react with the sex underneath. The sex that hadn't been able to experience more than a dildo or two before now. The sensation, therefore, wasn't foreign, but it might as well have been. Then a tongue started lapping at her flesh, making her want all while leaving a trail of slobber.

"What,' she managed, struggling. She blinked, rubbed her eyes, and then outright stared at the glowing dog. "Oh, fuck," she scrambled, trying to draw her robe about her and get ready for a fight. Chances were that she'd just triggered a villain's trap, or maybe taken in an alien. The puppy did look harmless, and right now, Jessica was feeling a little too light-headed to really fight back like she should.

"What is with you, Brutus?" she demanded. She was on her feet now, fists clenched. "Come on, I can," she shuddered, biting her lip. "I can handle you."
 
Brutus wagged its tail up at the heroine, and released another spell of pheromone wafted up to her. The puppy wagged happily, bathing the heroine in its scent and its orange glow continued to surround her. As the glow intensified the word 'cum' blazed through her mind, her will power compromised by the now pungent scent.

As the heroine went through her forced reaction the glow intensified as the puppy increased in size. It let out a low moan as it reached her waist, and its front paws looking more like barbed hands sat in front of it. The dog creature let out what oculd only be described as a 'laugh', dark and throaty.
 
The spell hit Jessica hard. Once more the heroine felt her legs weaken, and she wobbled in place. She quivered her lips opening slightly. It burned. Her entire body felt as though it was burning now. Worse, the heat seemed to dim her senses, swimming within her. Her mind felt as though it had been dipped into a haze, a familiar haze. Then a word blazed into her mind, hitting Jessica hard. Before she could fully realize it, her body was jerking and trembling. Juices spilled from her, forming a spot upon her clothes. At the last second, her superhuman will came through, and she resisted.

Panting, disheveled, the heroine stared at the creature. It seemed to laugh, to chuckle as it twisted and grew. Jessica had seen monsters like this before, had even been in the hands of one. Now it was entering the taunting phase, where it would reveal its great plan and gloat about having a heroine like Righteous Girl in its clutches. And there were signs about the house, things that would give away her secret identity.

Grasping desperately, Jessica began working her way toward a drawer near the couch. There was a communicator in there, a direct link to the others. She had to get to it. Now.
 
The dog creature rose to its full height, towering the heroine. Its black coat seemed to absorb the light around it, and it caught her starting to the drawer, and it stepped forward, its paw stepping on her hair "Human, you're a vessel worthy of Me".

Its paw hand reached down to pick her up by her hair, its other paw stepping off of her. The muscled arm trying to contain the heroine even as its pheromones wafted around her. "up bitch" it called her, her body exposed, and the creatures lean, black form glistening with dew of its pheromone. Its cocks starting to harden in anticipation of taking her.
 
Almost there. Within inches of salvation. All while Jessica's panicked eyes kept darting toward the creature. It seemed created out of solid darkness, a being made of terror. No light glistened off that coat, almost the opposite. waves of malice and evil seemed to come from it; the same feeling that Jessica had boldly faced several times before. Yet something glistened on the fur, and that something had been smeared over Jessica's skin as well. Each breath drew in more and more of the musk, clouded more and more of her mind.

Then it moved. It stepped upon her hair, catching her short. The sudden pull made the heroine yelp, her hands flying up. Had she been completely in control of herself, it probably wouldn't have hurt at all. She definitely would have been able to break free of the grip. But her body had been drugged, and already her sex had started to leak, the petals unfolding in anticipation.

"I'm nobody's vessel," she hissed. The arm was moving, pulling her up and knocking loose the robe. It barely hung on her now, more framing her tanned form than actually covering anything. she hissed, her eyes blazing with hate. But lust filled them as well, made her breath come short, her chest heave, her nipples tighten. more of it seemed to waft along her.

"I'm no-ah," she shuddered, her eyelids fluttering. One hand lashed out, trying to use what super-strength she could manage to hit him. He would not take her. Not today.
 
The creature's snout breathed out pure pheromone, in with the oxygen out with the gas. Its black gaze drank her form in enjoying her nudity, her vulnerability, her enforced arousal. It easily shredded her robe, exposing more of her creamy skin, though before it could take any deeper appreciation a punch raced at it, and it connected solidly under its 'chin', the creature rocked backwards, but held on to the rags of her robe, helping to twist her out of it.

A gutteral rage left its voice, a mixture of pain and surprise with a frustration. The dog bolted at the heroine as it recovered, to knock her into her couch, and to pin her under its massive form, to slime her with its pheromones. "human bitch.....you'll regret that". Its twin cocks almost a foot a piece from their sheaths.

No grandiose plans or plots, just a creature with designs to breed a heroine.
 
The pheromone was everywhere. Jessica could taste it in her mouth, smell it in the air, felt like every last breath was filled with it. She half expected to find herself sliding and slipping upon it at any moment now. How could it create something like this, something so powerful? But she had no time to think upon it, not that she could, in her current state. For Jessica was desperately trying to fight back, to resist.

Her blow had worked, and the heroine was trying to get away, to use the reeling to escape. Her robe ripped from her body, baring the form underneath. Two firm breasts bounced free, jiggling as Jessica moved away from the creature. all that covered her were the lacy underthings, clinging to her sex and her pert rear. A clear wet spot had spread throughout the front, soaking through and even moving along her thighs now.

And in the moment, she was on the couch. It pinned her, and she yelped. "I'm not a bitch! I'm not-oooh!" for it had slimed her with its pheromones now. The stinky, musky half-liquid now coated her nearly from head to toe. She had thought it inescapable before. Not it was overwhelming. The urge to fight began to dim with each breath, and the urge to mate began to rise. She lashed out with her legs, squirmed underneath him, and attempting to use all her strength to free herself.

Even as her body heated. Her nipples tightened into twin bullets, slightly dark peaks among her tanned flesh. Her sex spilled yet more juices, fully soaking her panties, the fabric clinging to her crotch, outlining the throbbing sex underneath. Every bit of her showed arousal, moreso than any other emotion or sensation. Even defiance.
 
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