so I bought the new magic super booster pack and made a pirate costume for gamma
i wondered how the new stuff would look with the "nude" mod
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Adventures of Lilly and Molly
"Lilly," she said, "I know what's in your heart and mind. When you're
ready, I'll make sure you don't have any problems coming back to
Paragon".
Well, Technically, she was in Paragon, just locked up in the Zig.
"Thank you, Shalice, you've always been a great friend. But I have to
see this through. As long as Recluse holds power, I have to keep
fighting".
Lilly had been taken to a private room so the other prisoners wouldn't
know who was visiting her. Things would go badly if it became known
that she was friends with Sister Psyche.
She longed to reach across the table and run her fingers through those
gorgeous red tresses. To let them trace the lines of the green web
that covered her breasts. But those days were over. Shalice was
married now. Lilly wondered if they'd like a third playmate for a night.
Shalice would go for it, she knew, but she wasn't sure about Justin.
He was such a straight arrow. She giggled to herself at her own bad
joke.
Shalice was staring at her, wide eyed.
"Oops," said Lilly, "was I thinking that out loud"?
Shalice blushed and shook her head.
"You never change, Lilly".
Lilly was escorted back to her cell. Being locked up in the Zig was a
setback to her operation. She'd find someway to get out but it could
take some time.
Her chance came sooner than she expected.
Arachnos actually attacked the Zig. Seemed they were intent on
breaking someone out. Lilly had no idea who and she didn't care.
Arachnos made her skin crawl but damned if they weren't doing her
favor tonight.
Even in here she had her information network. People just liked
telling her things. She knew where her gear was. She just hoped she
could get down there before Longbow locked this place down again.
She found an unexpected obstacle blocking the door.
"Hiya, Pinky. I figured you'd come here".
Shit. Jimmy Dortz.
"There's no time to be nice about this, Doll. You want what's on the
other side of this door and the only to get it is passed me. So you
need to figure out how bad you want it, real fast".
A few minutes later, Lilly was on the other side of the door and
trying to spit the taste out of her mouth.
Fucker seriously underestimated her. He'd gotten in a good shot to her
chops but she didn't go down that easily. She didn't like killing but
she'd make an exception for scumbag Jimmy.
Sure, it would have been easier to just give him what he wanted but
she got sick just thinking about it. In addition to many other
crimes, Jimmy was a child molester. She just... couldn't.
Now the Arachnos pilot was a different story. He was already loading up
the cargo he came for and there was only so much room in the Flyer.
Maybe he was just as bad as Jimmy but she didn't know it. She didn't
know for sure that he had forced himself on a child.
Time was wasting and she needed to get out of there. It was just a
penis, after all... not like she hadn't done it before. Not like she
hadn't enjoyed doing it.
She had to give the guy credit. He was a damn good pilot. With one
hand on the controls and the other on the back of her head, he still
managed to get them the hell out of Brickstown with no problem. The
Flyer didn't even waver when he shot his load down her throat.
She spent the remainder of the flight checking over her equipment. Her
guns were special. They were designed to accept different types of
custom designed ammunition. Very few of the bullets she fired were
actually lethal. Hell, regular bullets were all but useless around
here anyways. No, all her bullets did special things to deal with
super powered assholes.
And her guns were pink. Shiny pink chrome.
That's one of the reasons some people called her "Pinky".
ready, I'll make sure you don't have any problems coming back to
Paragon".
Well, Technically, she was in Paragon, just locked up in the Zig.
"Thank you, Shalice, you've always been a great friend. But I have to
see this through. As long as Recluse holds power, I have to keep
fighting".
Lilly had been taken to a private room so the other prisoners wouldn't
know who was visiting her. Things would go badly if it became known
that she was friends with Sister Psyche.
She longed to reach across the table and run her fingers through those
gorgeous red tresses. To let them trace the lines of the green web
that covered her breasts. But those days were over. Shalice was
married now. Lilly wondered if they'd like a third playmate for a night.
Shalice would go for it, she knew, but she wasn't sure about Justin.
He was such a straight arrow. She giggled to herself at her own bad
joke.
Shalice was staring at her, wide eyed.
"Oops," said Lilly, "was I thinking that out loud"?
Shalice blushed and shook her head.
"You never change, Lilly".
Lilly was escorted back to her cell. Being locked up in the Zig was a
setback to her operation. She'd find someway to get out but it could
take some time.
Her chance came sooner than she expected.
Arachnos actually attacked the Zig. Seemed they were intent on
breaking someone out. Lilly had no idea who and she didn't care.
Arachnos made her skin crawl but damned if they weren't doing her
favor tonight.
Even in here she had her information network. People just liked
telling her things. She knew where her gear was. She just hoped she
could get down there before Longbow locked this place down again.
She found an unexpected obstacle blocking the door.
"Hiya, Pinky. I figured you'd come here".
Shit. Jimmy Dortz.
"There's no time to be nice about this, Doll. You want what's on the
other side of this door and the only to get it is passed me. So you
need to figure out how bad you want it, real fast".
A few minutes later, Lilly was on the other side of the door and
trying to spit the taste out of her mouth.
Fucker seriously underestimated her. He'd gotten in a good shot to her
chops but she didn't go down that easily. She didn't like killing but
she'd make an exception for scumbag Jimmy.
Sure, it would have been easier to just give him what he wanted but
she got sick just thinking about it. In addition to many other
crimes, Jimmy was a child molester. She just... couldn't.
Now the Arachnos pilot was a different story. He was already loading up
the cargo he came for and there was only so much room in the Flyer.
Maybe he was just as bad as Jimmy but she didn't know it. She didn't
know for sure that he had forced himself on a child.
Time was wasting and she needed to get out of there. It was just a
penis, after all... not like she hadn't done it before. Not like she
hadn't enjoyed doing it.
She had to give the guy credit. He was a damn good pilot. With one
hand on the controls and the other on the back of her head, he still
managed to get them the hell out of Brickstown with no problem. The
Flyer didn't even waver when he shot his load down her throat.
She spent the remainder of the flight checking over her equipment. Her
guns were special. They were designed to accept different types of
custom designed ammunition. Very few of the bullets she fired were
actually lethal. Hell, regular bullets were all but useless around
here anyways. No, all her bullets did special things to deal with
super powered assholes.
And her guns were pink. Shiny pink chrome.
That's one of the reasons some people called her "Pinky".
There were about two hours to go before reaching Mercy Island. Lilly
looked over the other passenger for the first time and did a double
take.
It was a little girl.
No... not a little girl, just small bodied. Well, mostly small. She
had an impressive rack.
And she was... green... troll green.
The girl smiled.
"Molly".
"Oh! Hi, Molly. I'm Lilly".
"Pretty Lilly".
"Ahhh... Heh, thanks. Are you... are you a Troll, Molly"?
"Half. Daddy troll. Not the Momma".
"How old are you, Molly"?
"Don't know. Old enough"
Molly flashed her a wicked grin and pulled up her tank top.
"Wanna touch"?
Lilly was shocked and aroused at the same time. There was no denying
the girl was adorable. Lilly had no idea a troll could be so cute. And
those tits, dear God.
looked over the other passenger for the first time and did a double
take.
It was a little girl.
No... not a little girl, just small bodied. Well, mostly small. She
had an impressive rack.
And she was... green... troll green.
The girl smiled.
"Molly".
"Oh! Hi, Molly. I'm Lilly".
"Pretty Lilly".
"Ahhh... Heh, thanks. Are you... are you a Troll, Molly"?
"Half. Daddy troll. Not the Momma".
"How old are you, Molly"?
"Don't know. Old enough"
Molly flashed her a wicked grin and pulled up her tank top.
"Wanna touch"?
Lilly was shocked and aroused at the same time. There was no denying
the girl was adorable. Lilly had no idea a troll could be so cute. And
those tits, dear God.
... To be continued
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The Tree of Dark Desires - Round Two
Gamma goes another round with the sentient tree that can only be defeated by overwhelming it's pleasure center.
Gamma's team asks
"Was it really bothering anyone this time? Did she have to go fight it again"?
Return
Sometimes life just blows chunks.
It makes you take it in the backside and then it makes you suck it.
*shifty eyes*
Eeeew... No! Even I think that's gross.
Anyway, I went to an awesome high school. PAY-H we called it. Paragon Academy for Young Heroes.
My beast friend was Patty Hood. Well, we were more than friends, really. We explored the terrain of girl-love and each other's bodies in detail.
I'd say we were in love but something was always missing with Patty. She wasn't wealthy like the rest of us and she had an emptiness I couldn't seem to fill.
Needless to say, Patty got in with the wrong people and made some bad choices. It was like a downward spiral into madness with her.
Oh, yes, she's quite mad now. She's a supervillain, now, calling herself, "Patty O'Hoodlum".
About a year after graduation from PAY-H, I got into a scrape with her.
She was working with an Arachnos Arbiter named, "Sands". They nearly killed me. They did lots of things to me that I won't say here. Remember that I'm the semi-official shameless hussy of Paragon, so if I don't want to talk about it, you know it's pretty bad.
When they got done with me I was just a burned up husk of a human, literally.
I had no skin.
Penny Preston had to tweak my mutation just to keep me alive.
When I finally got back on my feet, I had lost my radiation powers and most my healing. I could only heal myself.
I was already a pretty good fighter so I took up eskrima and started over as a scrapper. That went well for a long time.
I had many great adventures.
I even got to take down Sands, went toe-to-toe with Recluse and even traveled back in time to Ancient Rome.
Sister Aleria. She's not strictly one of the good guys but she's not pure evil either. She looks just like, and I mean JUST like, Ghost Widow.
But Ghost Widow wearing wispy see-through black gauze.
We didn't do any work together but she found my body an acceptable diversion.
Yah, I have to go back and see her sometime.
And that adorable Julia Pria. And Marcus.
Ooooh, Marcus.
There's nothing like laying under the stars on a Mediterranean beach and having a well hung Centurion give you the business.
Of course, all good things come to an end, especially for me.
It turns out that lingering radiation from my original powers was taking a toll on my body. In short, I had given myself cancer.
I was eventually cured but it cost me the rest of my powers.
Sure I was stronger and faster than most people but so is the average Paragonian.
Ever see an old lady having a tug-of-war with a Hellion?
The people in this city are just like that. So that brings us to last week.
I'd been experimenting with a new fighting style and using some pretty heavy tech to make up for not having powers. I was having moderate success. I was bringing in the bad guys but I also spent a fair amount of time as a lawn dart.
And I'd been raped twice.
Woah, relax.
You can't rape the willing right?
You have understand that I'm pretty much a clinical nymphomaniac.
There's really no such thing as rape for me, just sex I wasn't expecting.
The problem is, it's not about sex for these animals.
So don't get me wrong... the broken bones and the almost dying part really really sucks. But the penetration and the thrusting and the gobs of hot juice pumping inside me.. that's all good. MOAR NAO, as they say.
There's this place in Steel Canyon that I love. I think it's on of the tallest buildings in the city. The top of it is a pointy pyramid like the Empire State building. There's this ledge around the base of the pyramid part. I like to sit up there and look over the city.
I like to masturbate up there too.
So this guy grabs me from behind up there, last week.
He wasn't violent. He wasn't trying to hurt me. I guess he just really wanted to fuck me.
That happens sometimes. People want to fuck me just because I'm Gamma.Girl.
Anyway, he grabbed me and pushed all my buttons the right way. So, I let him get what he wanted.
He wouldn't let me turn around and see him though. After he finished he just vanished.
A few days later I got a note in my email.
"Aribella,I've wanted you for so long and my dreams came true high above Steel Canyon. Feeling your tight pussy wrapped around me was even better than I had hoped. I know you've had a lot of lovers buy you're as tight as a virgin. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I must have you again. If you go back to that delightful ledge, I'll be waiting for you".
Wow, creepy. I got a stalker.
But he's a stalker who made me cum really hard so I knew I'd be going back for more.
I sat with my legs dangling over the edge letting the cool night air flow up my skirt and over my pussy.
I wasn't wearing panties tonight.
I'd been waiting for hours and had already masturbated three times, I was so worked up.
I was about to give up when the hands grabbed me again.
Once again they seized me from behind and overpowered me. He was damn strong. His body pinned mine while he groped my breasts to great effect. He knew how to touch me, how to pinch and rub my nipples. I was already dripping wet by the time his fingertips spread my lips.
He made circles on my clit and made me moan out loud. Then his rod pressed against my lips and slid back and forth along the length of my slit. Each time the ridge of his head bumped across my clit I shuddered and squeaked with joy.
Then he was inside me, again, thrusting his tool in and out. My pussy muscles clamped down and sucked on it as my first orgasm came quickly.
Then my second.
Then my third.
He showed no signs of reaching his own but then he whispered hotly in my ear.
"Can I put it your ass"?
"YES"! My answer was rough with feral desire.
I howled as his cock drilled into my ass. I slammed my hips back to meet each thrust. I felt his cock twitch and he grunted loudly. I knew he was about to fill me.
It made me cum again and my cries echoed out over the rooftops of Steel Canyon.Hot liquid pumped into me and he collapsed on top of me.
He didn't try to escape this time and wriggled around under him so I could finally see him. Wouldn't you know, he was wearing a mask. I let out a little laugh and reached for his face.
His fingers caressed my throat, softly.
"Oh, Aribella..."
I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine.
Something about his voice...I pulled his mask off as his steel fingers closed on my throat.
No! Oh, No...
Sometimes, life just blows chunks.
It was Sands.
Fucking Arbiter Sands.
His fingers closed off my air way and saliva dripped from between his teeth, his lips drawn back in a savage grin.
He was so strong... and I had no powers.
My vision became hazy and darkness began filling in the edges.
Sometimes life just blows chunks but sometimes it hands you a surprise.
There was a flash of green light. None of the accounts I had ever read about near-death experiences said anything about flashes of green light.
Sands screamed and his flesh melted off his face.
I'd seen Sands die before. I'd killed him myself, before. He always comes back.
I staggered to my feet. Something was happening... something weird.
I lost my balance and fell. I tumbled from the top of the tallest building in Steel Canyon. There was more green light and suddenly I wasn't going down anymore, I was moving forward... fast... and I was in control.
I soared down the streets of Steel Canyon. Pushing myself faster, I blew through the tunnel to Independence Port.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
My powers were back!
All of them!
I crossed over the harbor and into Kings Row. How amazing it was to fly under my own power again! I fired off a few experimental heals to make sure.
Yes, it worked.
I saw a low level hero having trouble with some CoT. I wasn't going to steal his thunder by taking them down but I made sure he didn't go down.
Even my radiation blasts were back. I knocked a few oscillators out of the air with my eye-beams, just for fun.
I wasn't used to flying on my own, though. I'd been relying on jet packs and anti-grav belts for a couple of years.
A sudden gust of wind blew me right into the side of a building.
I smacked it with my limbs splayed like a frog. To my surprise... I stuck there.
Well, this was new.
I was plastered to a window and I experimentally moved up a little, and laughed out loud. I stuck to walls!
Just then, I noticed a boy staring out the window at me.
He looked like a late teen and his eyes were popping out of his head as he ... stared.. at my bunched up skirt...
Oh, My GAWD! No panties!!
Oh well... enjoy the view, Kid. This is what pussy looks like. Come find me when you're eighteen and I'll let you play with it.
I winked at the kid and even reached down and spread it for him, before taking off into the air again.
So many ideas formed in my head.
First things first.
I called the G.I.F.T. hotline and got them to reevaluate and re-certify my powers.
City Hall is open around the clock due to the nature of the Hero business. The guy on the G.I.F.T. midnight watch was not happy but he warmed up after I offered my oral expertise in exchange for his services.
No, G.I.F.T. was not in the habit of exchanging certifications for sexual favors.
He was doing something nice for me and was doing something nice for him, strictly off the record.
As I left City Hall I saw Ms. Liberty at her usual spot, holding a big freaking mug of coffee.
"Hey, Megan, you're out here late".
"Oh, Abby, hey. Yeah, I couldn't sleep tonight. Somebody started screaming bloody murder right over my apartment in Steel but by the time I went out there, they were gone".
"Oh... ahhh... *cough*... well, hey, I got my powers back"!
"What"?
"I got my powers back! I guess it just took time after everything that happened. I just got re-certified by G.I.F.T.".
"Oh wow, that's great! Hey, we should bump up your Security Level! Let me see".
She pulled out a datapad and brought up my old info.
"Seems you were Level Thirty when you lost your powers. With all your Scrapper experience and the fact that you actually did hit Fifty before, I think we can bump you up to Thirty-Five. How does that sound"?
"Wow! That's great, Megan! More than I hoped for, really".
I hugged her close and I couldn't resist grabbing her ass and giving it a squeeze.
"ABBY"!
"Sorry, your hawtness overwhelmed me".
I winked and blew her a kiss as I took off into the night air.
My comlink crackled to life.
"Put some panties on, Damn it"!
"OK, I will"!
Maybe I would... maybe not. I wasn't worried about that right now.
I reviewed my night.
Had great O.M.G. sex with my deadliest enemy.
Escaped death at the hands of said enemy.
Possibly killed said enemy.
Got my powers back.
Flashed a teenager.
Sucked off a Government Official.
Grabbed Ms. Liberty's ass.
Oh yeah, sometimes life was just... FANTASTIC!
It makes you take it in the backside and then it makes you suck it.
*shifty eyes*
Eeeew... No! Even I think that's gross.
Anyway, I went to an awesome high school. PAY-H we called it. Paragon Academy for Young Heroes.
My beast friend was Patty Hood. Well, we were more than friends, really. We explored the terrain of girl-love and each other's bodies in detail.
I'd say we were in love but something was always missing with Patty. She wasn't wealthy like the rest of us and she had an emptiness I couldn't seem to fill.
Needless to say, Patty got in with the wrong people and made some bad choices. It was like a downward spiral into madness with her.
Oh, yes, she's quite mad now. She's a supervillain, now, calling herself, "Patty O'Hoodlum".
About a year after graduation from PAY-H, I got into a scrape with her.
She was working with an Arachnos Arbiter named, "Sands". They nearly killed me. They did lots of things to me that I won't say here. Remember that I'm the semi-official shameless hussy of Paragon, so if I don't want to talk about it, you know it's pretty bad.
When they got done with me I was just a burned up husk of a human, literally.
I had no skin.
Penny Preston had to tweak my mutation just to keep me alive.
When I finally got back on my feet, I had lost my radiation powers and most my healing. I could only heal myself.
I was already a pretty good fighter so I took up eskrima and started over as a scrapper. That went well for a long time.
I had many great adventures.
I even got to take down Sands, went toe-to-toe with Recluse and even traveled back in time to Ancient Rome.
Sister Aleria. She's not strictly one of the good guys but she's not pure evil either. She looks just like, and I mean JUST like, Ghost Widow.
But Ghost Widow wearing wispy see-through black gauze.
We didn't do any work together but she found my body an acceptable diversion.
Yah, I have to go back and see her sometime.
And that adorable Julia Pria. And Marcus.
Ooooh, Marcus.
There's nothing like laying under the stars on a Mediterranean beach and having a well hung Centurion give you the business.
Of course, all good things come to an end, especially for me.
It turns out that lingering radiation from my original powers was taking a toll on my body. In short, I had given myself cancer.
I was eventually cured but it cost me the rest of my powers.
Sure I was stronger and faster than most people but so is the average Paragonian.
Ever see an old lady having a tug-of-war with a Hellion?
The people in this city are just like that. So that brings us to last week.
I'd been experimenting with a new fighting style and using some pretty heavy tech to make up for not having powers. I was having moderate success. I was bringing in the bad guys but I also spent a fair amount of time as a lawn dart.
And I'd been raped twice.
Woah, relax.
You can't rape the willing right?
You have understand that I'm pretty much a clinical nymphomaniac.
There's really no such thing as rape for me, just sex I wasn't expecting.
The problem is, it's not about sex for these animals.
So don't get me wrong... the broken bones and the almost dying part really really sucks. But the penetration and the thrusting and the gobs of hot juice pumping inside me.. that's all good. MOAR NAO, as they say.
There's this place in Steel Canyon that I love. I think it's on of the tallest buildings in the city. The top of it is a pointy pyramid like the Empire State building. There's this ledge around the base of the pyramid part. I like to sit up there and look over the city.
I like to masturbate up there too.
So this guy grabs me from behind up there, last week.
He wasn't violent. He wasn't trying to hurt me. I guess he just really wanted to fuck me.
That happens sometimes. People want to fuck me just because I'm Gamma.Girl.
Anyway, he grabbed me and pushed all my buttons the right way. So, I let him get what he wanted.
He wouldn't let me turn around and see him though. After he finished he just vanished.
A few days later I got a note in my email.
"Aribella,I've wanted you for so long and my dreams came true high above Steel Canyon. Feeling your tight pussy wrapped around me was even better than I had hoped. I know you've had a lot of lovers buy you're as tight as a virgin. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I must have you again. If you go back to that delightful ledge, I'll be waiting for you".
Wow, creepy. I got a stalker.
But he's a stalker who made me cum really hard so I knew I'd be going back for more.
I sat with my legs dangling over the edge letting the cool night air flow up my skirt and over my pussy.
I wasn't wearing panties tonight.
I'd been waiting for hours and had already masturbated three times, I was so worked up.
I was about to give up when the hands grabbed me again.
Once again they seized me from behind and overpowered me. He was damn strong. His body pinned mine while he groped my breasts to great effect. He knew how to touch me, how to pinch and rub my nipples. I was already dripping wet by the time his fingertips spread my lips.
He made circles on my clit and made me moan out loud. Then his rod pressed against my lips and slid back and forth along the length of my slit. Each time the ridge of his head bumped across my clit I shuddered and squeaked with joy.
Then he was inside me, again, thrusting his tool in and out. My pussy muscles clamped down and sucked on it as my first orgasm came quickly.
Then my second.
Then my third.
He showed no signs of reaching his own but then he whispered hotly in my ear.
"Can I put it your ass"?
"YES"! My answer was rough with feral desire.
I howled as his cock drilled into my ass. I slammed my hips back to meet each thrust. I felt his cock twitch and he grunted loudly. I knew he was about to fill me.
It made me cum again and my cries echoed out over the rooftops of Steel Canyon.Hot liquid pumped into me and he collapsed on top of me.
He didn't try to escape this time and wriggled around under him so I could finally see him. Wouldn't you know, he was wearing a mask. I let out a little laugh and reached for his face.
His fingers caressed my throat, softly.
"Oh, Aribella..."
I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine.
Something about his voice...I pulled his mask off as his steel fingers closed on my throat.
No! Oh, No...
Sometimes, life just blows chunks.
It was Sands.
Fucking Arbiter Sands.
His fingers closed off my air way and saliva dripped from between his teeth, his lips drawn back in a savage grin.
He was so strong... and I had no powers.
My vision became hazy and darkness began filling in the edges.
Sometimes life just blows chunks but sometimes it hands you a surprise.
There was a flash of green light. None of the accounts I had ever read about near-death experiences said anything about flashes of green light.
Sands screamed and his flesh melted off his face.
I'd seen Sands die before. I'd killed him myself, before. He always comes back.
I staggered to my feet. Something was happening... something weird.
I lost my balance and fell. I tumbled from the top of the tallest building in Steel Canyon. There was more green light and suddenly I wasn't going down anymore, I was moving forward... fast... and I was in control.
I soared down the streets of Steel Canyon. Pushing myself faster, I blew through the tunnel to Independence Port.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
My powers were back!
All of them!
I crossed over the harbor and into Kings Row. How amazing it was to fly under my own power again! I fired off a few experimental heals to make sure.
Yes, it worked.
I saw a low level hero having trouble with some CoT. I wasn't going to steal his thunder by taking them down but I made sure he didn't go down.
Even my radiation blasts were back. I knocked a few oscillators out of the air with my eye-beams, just for fun.
I wasn't used to flying on my own, though. I'd been relying on jet packs and anti-grav belts for a couple of years.
A sudden gust of wind blew me right into the side of a building.
I smacked it with my limbs splayed like a frog. To my surprise... I stuck there.
Well, this was new.
I was plastered to a window and I experimentally moved up a little, and laughed out loud. I stuck to walls!
Just then, I noticed a boy staring out the window at me.
He looked like a late teen and his eyes were popping out of his head as he ... stared.. at my bunched up skirt...
Oh, My GAWD! No panties!!
Oh well... enjoy the view, Kid. This is what pussy looks like. Come find me when you're eighteen and I'll let you play with it.
I winked at the kid and even reached down and spread it for him, before taking off into the air again.
So many ideas formed in my head.
First things first.
I called the G.I.F.T. hotline and got them to reevaluate and re-certify my powers.
City Hall is open around the clock due to the nature of the Hero business. The guy on the G.I.F.T. midnight watch was not happy but he warmed up after I offered my oral expertise in exchange for his services.
No, G.I.F.T. was not in the habit of exchanging certifications for sexual favors.
He was doing something nice for me and was doing something nice for him, strictly off the record.
As I left City Hall I saw Ms. Liberty at her usual spot, holding a big freaking mug of coffee.
"Hey, Megan, you're out here late".
"Oh, Abby, hey. Yeah, I couldn't sleep tonight. Somebody started screaming bloody murder right over my apartment in Steel but by the time I went out there, they were gone".
"Oh... ahhh... *cough*... well, hey, I got my powers back"!
"What"?
"I got my powers back! I guess it just took time after everything that happened. I just got re-certified by G.I.F.T.".
"Oh wow, that's great! Hey, we should bump up your Security Level! Let me see".
She pulled out a datapad and brought up my old info.
"Seems you were Level Thirty when you lost your powers. With all your Scrapper experience and the fact that you actually did hit Fifty before, I think we can bump you up to Thirty-Five. How does that sound"?
"Wow! That's great, Megan! More than I hoped for, really".
I hugged her close and I couldn't resist grabbing her ass and giving it a squeeze.
"ABBY"!
"Sorry, your hawtness overwhelmed me".
I winked and blew her a kiss as I took off into the night air.
My comlink crackled to life.
"Put some panties on, Damn it"!
"OK, I will"!
Maybe I would... maybe not. I wasn't worried about that right now.
I reviewed my night.
Had great O.M.G. sex with my deadliest enemy.
Escaped death at the hands of said enemy.
Possibly killed said enemy.
Got my powers back.
Flashed a teenager.
Sucked off a Government Official.
Grabbed Ms. Liberty's ass.
Oh yeah, sometimes life was just... FANTASTIC!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Little Black Dress
Gamma's new little black dress. I'll be working on another one of this costume soon
Friday, February 27, 2009
fun with mod packs
mod packs are not endorssed by City of Heroes but you don't really get in trouble for using them... so far. Anyhow, I had some fun with a mod pack... Gamma puts on a show at Pocket D.
A real life adventure from Gamma's past
ok, from my profile you all know I was a wild child growing up. Thinking about those days still gets me going sometimes. My husband likes me to tell him stories about that time because it always gets me fired up and well... he gets the benefits of a super horny Gamma ^^
so...
It was 198- something or other.
I went to see “The Damned” at a club downtown.
I liked going to punk shows and I grouped myself in that category but even the punks thought I was a little weird.
But I was cute a Asian female so nobody complained much.
Yes, I can be a little stuck up about it… I was hot. And I knew it. I think I am reasonably attractive for a woman my age now, but when I was a teenager… I even turned myself on.
I had a jacket very much like the one on my avatar.
Actually, I still have it somewhere… I’ll take a picture of it sometime.
It's like a biker jacket but it's green.
And it's not made of leather, it's nylon like a bomber.
But again, it looked just like a biker jacket.
Sometime’s I’d wear it to shows with nothing on underneath. Of course I kept it zipped up, not like “Gamma.Girl”. I would have been arrested if I wore mine like that in real life.
So I was having fun at the Damned show and I met this girl, we’ll call her Toni for future reference.
She was black and gorgeous. She had a blue Mohawk. She looked like Storm from the X-men in her “punk” phase. Her body was amazing and her face was exotic. Her features were almost Asian. Like I said… gorgeous.
I had only fantasized about having sex with other girls at this point, had never acted on it. I think I didn’t even consider acting on it. I was too shy and scared to even bring it up.
Oh but I’d be thinking about this girl when I masturbated. I was sure of that.
Part way through the night, Toni was sitting on a couch in the club and I was standing, facing her, talking to several people, including her.
Suddenly she says, “Damn it, Abby, I can’t stop staring at your camel toe”.
Yessir… I was rocking the toe. I had on black spandex athletic shorts, fishnet stockings and green Doc Marten’s. And I had a beauty of a camel toe.
Yah, I knew it when I got dressed. It kind of made me excited to think people would be looking at my pussy lips all night.
I just didn’t expect to attract the attention of a goddess.
After the show we went through the usual process of figuring out who had cars, who was going where and who could drive who.
Toni and I ended up in the same car. She was sitting next to me and we were all joking and laughing and screaming along to the music.
In between songs, Toni goes“Abby has a camel toe”.
To my surprise and slight embarrassment everyone goes, “We know”.
Toni laughed hysterically. She’d had some alcohol that night.
Then she goes“Can I touch it”?
I was like, “WHAT”?
“I wanna touch it. Come on, you’ll like it”.
I had let one guy play with my tits before this and that’s as far as I had gone. I was completely shocked and completely, overwhelmingly, turned on.
“ok,” I said in a small shy voice.
I’ll never forget the feel of her hand as it slowly ran up my thigh. Every nerve ending in my mound exploded as her fingers traced over it. Then her forefinger was tracing the line of my slit and I felt a sudden light pressure on my clit.
I gasped and my head rolled back and other her shoulder.
She pressed harder and started making little circles.
I don’t know if she did it or the guy sitting on my other side but suddenly my jacket was open and my breasts were being fondled.
I didn’t even care who did it. I was lost in the pleasure.
Fingers pinched my nipples and Toni stared into my eyes as she rubbed harder and faster.
I was moaning like the little slut I was fast becoming and my hips bucked almost uncontrollably.
I didn’t care that I was topless in front of strangers.
Or that I guy I didn’t know was taking the opportunity to feel up my tits.
Toni’s lips met mine and I let her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it. She seemed to like that.
She was still kissing me when I came. She swallowed the screams of my orgasm.
To this day it’s still one my most erotic experiences.
We dropped Toni off and I never saw her again.
Having me all to himself in the backseat, the guy who’s name I never knew basically jumped on me and dry humped me until he came in his pants.
Actually I came too, again, just not as hard as when Toni was rubbing me.
But when my back hit the seat and he got on top of me, I wrapped my legs around him and humped back with gusto.
I was so erotically charged by what Toni did to me that I would have done anything at that point.
If he had pulled my shorts off and tried to fuck me, I would have let him.
But I learned a few things about myself that night.
I learned that I would gladly have sex with either gender. Gender literally meant nothing to me. Both were fair game. And this was long before bisexuality became trendy and cool.
And I also learned that I was a slut.
I even said it to myself.
“I’m a slut”.
“I’m a slut”.
“I’m a slut”.
And every time I said the word “slut”, it made me tingle and my pussy got a little wetter.
so...
It was 198- something or other.
I went to see “The Damned” at a club downtown.
I liked going to punk shows and I grouped myself in that category but even the punks thought I was a little weird.
But I was cute a Asian female so nobody complained much.
Yes, I can be a little stuck up about it… I was hot. And I knew it. I think I am reasonably attractive for a woman my age now, but when I was a teenager… I even turned myself on.
I had a jacket very much like the one on my avatar.
Actually, I still have it somewhere… I’ll take a picture of it sometime.
It's like a biker jacket but it's green.
And it's not made of leather, it's nylon like a bomber.
But again, it looked just like a biker jacket.
Sometime’s I’d wear it to shows with nothing on underneath. Of course I kept it zipped up, not like “Gamma.Girl”. I would have been arrested if I wore mine like that in real life.
So I was having fun at the Damned show and I met this girl, we’ll call her Toni for future reference.
She was black and gorgeous. She had a blue Mohawk. She looked like Storm from the X-men in her “punk” phase. Her body was amazing and her face was exotic. Her features were almost Asian. Like I said… gorgeous.
I had only fantasized about having sex with other girls at this point, had never acted on it. I think I didn’t even consider acting on it. I was too shy and scared to even bring it up.
Oh but I’d be thinking about this girl when I masturbated. I was sure of that.
Part way through the night, Toni was sitting on a couch in the club and I was standing, facing her, talking to several people, including her.
Suddenly she says, “Damn it, Abby, I can’t stop staring at your camel toe”.
Yessir… I was rocking the toe. I had on black spandex athletic shorts, fishnet stockings and green Doc Marten’s. And I had a beauty of a camel toe.
Yah, I knew it when I got dressed. It kind of made me excited to think people would be looking at my pussy lips all night.
I just didn’t expect to attract the attention of a goddess.
After the show we went through the usual process of figuring out who had cars, who was going where and who could drive who.
Toni and I ended up in the same car. She was sitting next to me and we were all joking and laughing and screaming along to the music.
In between songs, Toni goes“Abby has a camel toe”.
To my surprise and slight embarrassment everyone goes, “We know”.
Toni laughed hysterically. She’d had some alcohol that night.
Then she goes“Can I touch it”?
I was like, “WHAT”?
“I wanna touch it. Come on, you’ll like it”.
I had let one guy play with my tits before this and that’s as far as I had gone. I was completely shocked and completely, overwhelmingly, turned on.
“ok,” I said in a small shy voice.
I’ll never forget the feel of her hand as it slowly ran up my thigh. Every nerve ending in my mound exploded as her fingers traced over it. Then her forefinger was tracing the line of my slit and I felt a sudden light pressure on my clit.
I gasped and my head rolled back and other her shoulder.
She pressed harder and started making little circles.
I don’t know if she did it or the guy sitting on my other side but suddenly my jacket was open and my breasts were being fondled.
I didn’t even care who did it. I was lost in the pleasure.
Fingers pinched my nipples and Toni stared into my eyes as she rubbed harder and faster.
I was moaning like the little slut I was fast becoming and my hips bucked almost uncontrollably.
I didn’t care that I was topless in front of strangers.
Or that I guy I didn’t know was taking the opportunity to feel up my tits.
Toni’s lips met mine and I let her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it. She seemed to like that.
She was still kissing me when I came. She swallowed the screams of my orgasm.
To this day it’s still one my most erotic experiences.
We dropped Toni off and I never saw her again.
Having me all to himself in the backseat, the guy who’s name I never knew basically jumped on me and dry humped me until he came in his pants.
Actually I came too, again, just not as hard as when Toni was rubbing me.
But when my back hit the seat and he got on top of me, I wrapped my legs around him and humped back with gusto.
I was so erotically charged by what Toni did to me that I would have done anything at that point.
If he had pulled my shorts off and tried to fuck me, I would have let him.
But I learned a few things about myself that night.
I learned that I would gladly have sex with either gender. Gender literally meant nothing to me. Both were fair game. And this was long before bisexuality became trendy and cool.
And I also learned that I was a slut.
I even said it to myself.
“I’m a slut”.
“I’m a slut”.
“I’m a slut”.
And every time I said the word “slut”, it made me tingle and my pussy got a little wetter.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Gamma.Girl looked out over Steel Canyon from her favorite perch. How many years had she been hanging out there? She still didn't even know the name of the building. It gave her a great view of the city and privacy as well. Arms suddenly wound around her waist from behind and she felt hot breath on her ear. She had no idea who this was or how they had snuck up behind her, but they had just successfully pushed her "fuck me now" button. She melted back into the embrace and felt something press against her panties, under her skirt. She actually wore panties most of the time, now. She had to. Her name was specifically mentioned in a new city ordinance that stated female heroes who wore skirts must wear undergarments. Especially if they fly.
Gamma reached for the hardness but the man's hands prevented her. He pulled her arms around her body so that she hugged herself like a straight jacket. His hips thrust and the hard rod rubbed down the crack of her ass to her "taint". Her eyes widened and she gasped as she realized the organ poking her was uncovered and free of clothing. The head pushed the green silk of her panties between her nether lips and she felt herself get wet.
She felt a tongue trace her earlobe and it sent shivers through her body. A small part of her brain couldn't believe that she was still so helpless before her hormones. All the times she'd been assaulted, beaten and even raped and a total stranger could still reduce her to a trembling puddle of heated desire.
His hands moved under the green leather of her jacket and cupped her breasts. That was another thing that amazed her and she took some joy in. All the changes she'd been through, her body burned and broken and ravaged and essentially rebuilt... her boobs where much bigger now. She'd had the typical Asian build before, petite and ... flat. She was still petite but had a respectable rack now. And it was all natural. Well, as natural as anything could be in this city. There was no silicone in her fun bags, just pure human flesh.
Her nipples were outrageously sensitive. They always had been but now even more so. That's actually one of the reasons she wore an open jacket an nothing under it. Covering her breasts in clothing put in her in a state of nearly constant arousal.
Forefingers traced over her nipples and she actually squeaked with the joy of it. The cock was rubbing hard against her panties, grinding the silk against her clit. It was driving her mad, this delicious torture. She pushed back against it, hoping her panties would slip aside and allow the beast to plunge into her warm tunnel. She was on the verge of orgasm and wanted the cock to feel the benefit of her vaginal muscles pumping and contracting around it when she went over the edge.
"Put it in me," she begged, "before I cum. Please put it in me".
She felt her panties tear away and the hard organ suddenly drilled into her. It pounded into her with urgent violence and Gamma screamed as her orgasm gripped her body. The cock throbbed and pulsed and exploded, jetting hot waves of liquid pleasure into her, driving her climax to even higher extremes.
She collapsed and lay on top of her for a moment. She moved suddenly, spinning around to get a better view of surprise lover, but he was already gone.
"Son of bitch," she swore, "Fucker moves fast. Damn I hope he does that again sometime".
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Arbiter Sands giggled to himself like a lunatic as the Flyer lifted off.
Finally! After more than two years he'd finally plucked the flower that had eluded him for so long. He wondered how many times he could take her before revealing it was him. And he relished that moment. He's fuck her so hard and make her cum. Then he'd reveal himself. Then, finally, he'd kill her. His diabolical plan made him hard again. He'd have to rape Kalinda when got back to the Islands.
Gamma reached for the hardness but the man's hands prevented her. He pulled her arms around her body so that she hugged herself like a straight jacket. His hips thrust and the hard rod rubbed down the crack of her ass to her "taint". Her eyes widened and she gasped as she realized the organ poking her was uncovered and free of clothing. The head pushed the green silk of her panties between her nether lips and she felt herself get wet.
She felt a tongue trace her earlobe and it sent shivers through her body. A small part of her brain couldn't believe that she was still so helpless before her hormones. All the times she'd been assaulted, beaten and even raped and a total stranger could still reduce her to a trembling puddle of heated desire.
His hands moved under the green leather of her jacket and cupped her breasts. That was another thing that amazed her and she took some joy in. All the changes she'd been through, her body burned and broken and ravaged and essentially rebuilt... her boobs where much bigger now. She'd had the typical Asian build before, petite and ... flat. She was still petite but had a respectable rack now. And it was all natural. Well, as natural as anything could be in this city. There was no silicone in her fun bags, just pure human flesh.
Her nipples were outrageously sensitive. They always had been but now even more so. That's actually one of the reasons she wore an open jacket an nothing under it. Covering her breasts in clothing put in her in a state of nearly constant arousal.
Forefingers traced over her nipples and she actually squeaked with the joy of it. The cock was rubbing hard against her panties, grinding the silk against her clit. It was driving her mad, this delicious torture. She pushed back against it, hoping her panties would slip aside and allow the beast to plunge into her warm tunnel. She was on the verge of orgasm and wanted the cock to feel the benefit of her vaginal muscles pumping and contracting around it when she went over the edge.
"Put it in me," she begged, "before I cum. Please put it in me".
She felt her panties tear away and the hard organ suddenly drilled into her. It pounded into her with urgent violence and Gamma screamed as her orgasm gripped her body. The cock throbbed and pulsed and exploded, jetting hot waves of liquid pleasure into her, driving her climax to even higher extremes.
She collapsed and lay on top of her for a moment. She moved suddenly, spinning around to get a better view of surprise lover, but he was already gone.
"Son of bitch," she swore, "Fucker moves fast. Damn I hope he does that again sometime".
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Arbiter Sands giggled to himself like a lunatic as the Flyer lifted off.
Finally! After more than two years he'd finally plucked the flower that had eluded him for so long. He wondered how many times he could take her before revealing it was him. And he relished that moment. He's fuck her so hard and make her cum. Then he'd reveal himself. Then, finally, he'd kill her. His diabolical plan made him hard again. He'd have to rape Kalinda when got back to the Islands.
Naughty Micro Heroes
A couple years back I enjoyed a small burst of fame on the City Of Heroes forums for making Micro Heroes. I also made a batch of "naughty" ones which I had hosted on my old website. Curiously, it was not my stories or other drawings that got my website shut down, but these tiny toons.
Anyhow, here they are...
Anyhow, here they are...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
The Tree of Dark Desires
Gamma encounters a sentient tree that can only be defeated by overwhelming it's pleasure center.
Gamma's new costume
Here's another doodle I did of Gamma in her new costume. I took a little more time with it than I usually do. I hope you guys like it. As usual, it's done entirely in MSPaint.
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