Superheroine Seducing Accountant

Mira's fingers were sticky with the residue of the inside of the conveyor. It was her baby, the brainchild of her genius, but it was still a piece of very early technology. As it had turned out, the Visser point that was necessary to the whole thing had degraded to the point that it collapsed entirely on test activation, and she had to remove its containment unit, reform the Visser point, and stick the whole thing back inside.

She clicked the button. Portal opened. She clicked it again. Portal closed. Open, toss a long string through it, then pull it back, no damage. Open, toss a thick cord through it, pull it back, no damage. She grabbed the mice who had the unfortunate job of being the guinea pig for this whole operation (they were cheaper than actual guinea pigs). It was on a cute little leash with a cute little collar, and she took out a bit of food, tossing it through the portal, and the mouse obediently followed through. She waited a few seconds, feeling as its long leash grew taut, then pulled it back slowly and steadily. It seemed perfectly fine and healthy, and she gave it another treat for its service.

She'd managed to isolate and confirm that the extradimensional transit from Roger's bedroom was related to Arcadia. It was the Erlqueen, who had somehow made her way into his home and kidnapped him. She felt her hand tighten into a fist. She hadn't been cautious enough about that entire situation. The Erlqueen had come after him once before, so of course she'd do it a second time. She should have paid more attention. She had been toying with an extradimensional blocking device, maybe she could have finished it and handed it over to him. Her fingernails dug into her palm. He was probably being raped by Erlqueen right now, and her failure was responsible.

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I let Stitch keep on running her tongue across my bare skin. It was sexy, feeling her big tongue sliding and leaving a trail of wet spit behind it, and of course, there was the look in her eyes, the mix of obvious lust and a certain amount of embarrassment as she worked her way across my bare skin. I sighed, my cock twitching in the water down there. Stitch noticed, by the way her head tilted, her gaze going to my cock. I scratched her ears as she worked me over, tongue continuing to taste seemingly every drop of sweat on my bare chest as she moved slowly around on my body, her nubile, fit body presented to my view.

She had to clamber over me as she kept licking, and her tongue brushed at my shoulder, clearing away sweat from it, as her hand landed on my thigh for balance. Her other hand landed on my other thigh, and it didn't take a genius to notice the way she was teasing at my dick, testing the waters for it.

Part of me, of course, wanted to be professional and focus on getting out of here. Stitch had said there were others who could potentially help me, and obviously, I wanted to meet those others. But, with a pretty girl on top of me, my cock twitching as she licked my bare skin, I just grabbed her by the hip, dragging her over to my cock, earning a soft noise of surprise as I put her in my lap. "Go ahead and ride me," I told her.

Her eyes widened at the frank offer - but she went for it, shifting her body so that her pussy was teasing my cock. "You're really a horny slut," she breathed out, as she started to descend down my length, taking me inside her. "Fuck. You get done fucking me, then you fuck Kabb, then you're right back at it with me," she got out, before leaning forward and licking at my neck. "I love it. Fuck. I want to see you get fucked silly," she whispered in my ear, and my cock twitched inside her. "You like it, huh? That your thing? Getting whored out?" She squeezed her cunt around my cock, making me groan for a moment at the pleasure. "I can do it lots, I know all the girls here, know which ones have tight pussies from talking to the guys," she explained, with an ever more breathless tone of voice.

It was clear that Stitch was really, really into the fantasy of me being a slut. I technically was, even. So I decided to play it up for her sake, my hands going to caress her lovely breasts as I started to speak. "That's me," I told her. "I'm nothing but a dirty slut, a horny little sex beast," I explained, gently pumping my hips up inside her. "I don't care about anything as long as I can get laid, that's why Ma- Fals," it was still hard to mentally correct myself, "took me for her own. Because this cock of mine will go into anybody if they're wet."

"Yuh, yeah," Stitch agreed. "Your cock... goes wherever. Wherever I want," she added, and although she managed to cast it as confident, it was easy to see that she was testing the waters.

Honestly, if Stitch told me not to fuck somebody - at least as long as I was in the harem - I'd probably trust her. "That's right," I told her, hands sliding down her naked body, groping her ass cheeks. With her athletic build, she had a butt that was tight and firm as my fingers dug into the flesh there. She panted, starting to just grind herself on my cock rather than bounce on it, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. It was cute and very sexy, and I leaned in, giving her a quick peck on the nose.

Maybe she was secretly a romantic, because she immediately came, howling - literally - in pleasure, her lips pulling back as she let out a long cry, her head tilting back to look up at the sky. Her pussy squeezed and gripped my dick, all those muscles down there working overtime to get me off, and it felt really, really good.

I didn't come right then, though. I just admired her body as she bounced and shivered in my lap, my eyes running along lovely, bare skin, my fingers trailing up her flank towards her tit, giving it a friendly cup and squeeze. "Who do you want me to fuck?" I asked.

"Huh, hah," she panted. "I'd like to see you, under, Celyne," she said. "She's tall, six foot six of brown beauty, with big fat tits that a slut like you would just go crazy for," she explained, sufficiently horny that any remaining mental limiters were gone. "Fucking, want that? A hot elf bitch?"

"Sounds nice," I agreed, giving her ass cheeks a quick squeeze. When she didn't start fucking herself on my dick again, I shifted my hands to her hips, grabbing her tight and starting to bounce her. "Who else? You can whore me out to anybody. I'm just a slut. I'll fuck anybody."

"Ahm, fuh, fuck, my old friend, Alexa, she's, she'd like it, she's got, she's a synth, from back, hnng," she got out, before coming atop me all over again, going cross-eyed for a moment, an incredibly cute sight as her pussy worked my cock over.

Her back arched backwards, and I tried to think of what a slut would say in a situation like this, but ultimately, I got no further than "I want to come" before just exploding inside her convulsing pussy. It felt really, really, nice, and I just sighed and slumped back against the edge of the pool as I came in her. I wondered if it would make a mess, but I honestly couldn't bring myself to care, as I lay there, dick twitching and spraying its load in her waiting pussy. When I finally finished, she panted atop me, her body plastered against mine.

"You are one horny slut," she breathed out in my ear.

"No fair not sharing," came a female voice from beneath the water. It was a tad unnatural sounding, almost burbling rather than speaking. I looked for its source, but I couldn't see anybody down there. "I want cock, gimme the cock," she demanded. "Cock, cock, cock!"

Was this... a magic pool? I had no idea. I could only stare, bewildered, as I tried to figure out what the voice was.

"That's Bup," Stitch explained. "She's, um, harmless, she can't have sex without your consent because of a binding that Fals put on her." She gently extricated herself from my body, her petite breasts revealed to the open air for a long few seconds. Then the surface of the water exploded.

The figure that emerged was blue, with a single red warm spot near her center. She was slimy, viscous, not seeming to have much shape at all, at first. "You want big titties, right? You horny slut for big titties?" The shapeless thing formed itself then, producing large breasts and long blue hair, staring at me with the impression of eyes, an extremely aroused expression on her face. "Big titties, so you gotta fuck me now!" Her hands went to her breasts, hefting them up, jiggling them about.

Stitch let out a long sigh. "Hey, Bup, does anybody ever fuck you?"

"It happen before..." the slime said, drooping a bit, letting her tits fall downward, gravity giving them a nice jiggle. Though, I honestly had no idea what I was looking at. "But he slut! He say so!" She pointed my way with desperation. "I'm so horrny, I need coooock," she whined, jiggling in place.

"Sorry," Stitch said. "This is just how she is. I don't know why Fals collected her, much less why she keeps her here."

"Bup is strongest!" Bup confidently declared, bouncing in place.

I tried to mentally invert the genders, then I just gave up. Whatever. Horny, big-titted alien slime girl or whatever. "Is she stupid, or is she just bad at English?"

"I not stupid!" Bup said. "I smart! Is why I know most important thing, is sex! No waste time talking, just have sex," she explained with a kind of dim-witted confidence that was cute.

Bup's enthusiasm made my cock twitch inside of Stitch, which in turn made her eyebrows rise. "Whoa. You're actually gonna do it? Damn, you really are a slut," Stitch said, doing what I'm pretty sure was the doggy equivalent of a grin. "Unless you're thinking of cucking her," she added. "If that's your thing, I can do it too."

"No, I want to fuck her," I decided, hefting Stitch off my cock. All my previous sex partners had been... I don't know. Bup seemed almost like a bubbly bimbo, particularly given her big fat tits, and that was almost nostalgic. There wasn't much of any sexy-bimbo type stuff in this world, and it wasn't like it was my favorite, but Bup came off like somebody I might have known back home. She just stared at my dick as I stepped forward towards her, grabbing some of her hair and just shoving her mouth onto my dick.

"Oh boy!" Bup said. Her whole body apparently vibrated whenever she spoke, and she wasn't doing it through her mouth, which made my dick feel absolutely amazing inside her... mouth. I looked down to see that my dick was approaching the back of her head, rather than following the line of her esophagus, since she didn't seem to have one. Still, her insides started wriggling in a very lifelike fashion, particularly her simulated tongue, which began to lash around my cock, coiling around it and starting to jerk me off in her mouth.

"Fuck, that's hot," Stitch said, and I glanced over to see she was actually masturbating to the show. "You like it, slut? Like getting your dick stuffed into a slime monster?" Her hand in her pussy was going pretty crazy as she stared at the scene, wild-eyed and panting, snout having fallen open.

"I do," I said, as I gripped the back of her head and started to pump away. My cock felt like it was threatening to explode out the back of her head, which was a bizarre sensation, but she definitely didn't seem to mind. If anything, her tongue got more excited on my dick, wriggling around.

"Slutty cock! I love slutty cock! Finally a slutty cock that gets stuck in me, come, come on you slutty cock!" Suddenly, her whole body tightened and sucked on my length, the pressure intensifying and making me throb, threatening to explode at any moment. I groaned in pleasure at the sensation, her tongue wriggling excitedly on my dick, as she stared up at me, wild eyed. She bounced and wriggled around, my cock still thoroughly lodged in her mouth and head and throat and whatever else you want to call it, as she squeezed and tried her very hardest to wring an orgasm out of me.

I ultimately yanked my cock out of her mouth, my hard dick twitching right in front of her face. She stared at it with the wonder of an insanely horny girl, her tongue lolling out excitedly, expecting me to stuff it right back in there. It was deeply tempting... but she did have those big tits. "How about a titfuck?" I told her. As I spoke, I suddenly realized that titfucks weren't really a thing in this... cluster of universes? I was ready to explain it, but she interrupted me.

"Tittyfuck!" She declared, hurriedly hefting up her tits, and I expected her to start wanking me off. Instead, she just slammed one of her tits into my cock, and it easily pierced the surface of her... whatever she was made of. I let out a hot gasp as her entire breast just engulfed me, my dick disappearing inside it. "Really slutty to want a titfuck," she said, in a voice that was playful and sultry in the way that only a dumbass can manage, and the words made my dick twitch inside her, as vibrations ran through them. No matter where my cock was, it seemed like, her whole body would vibrate whenever she wanted. "Break from tittyfuck," she said, mashing her tit into my pelvis, my cock just going all the way inside her, vanishing into her chest for a moment.

It felt shockingly good. Wet and warm and tight and inviting. I groaned at the sensation, my hips pumping against Bup's body, and I heard a howl of pleasure from the side. I glanced over to see that Stitch was coming to the sight, her eyes wild, her cheeks flush with arousal, her mouth left open as her tongue lolled out and she panted. Both her hands were in between her thighs as she frantically masturbated to the sight of me doing that.

It reminded me of Kate, in a way - and I missed Kate. I decided to try to put her out of my mind by grabbing Bup's shoulders and just ramming my dick into her tits again and again, going absolutely crazy on her body as I did. Stitch's panting grew louder, and Bup's begging grew more enthusiastic. "Yeah, you break from tittyfuck! Slutty cock gonna come in me, come in me, feed me cum!" She proclaimed, and I decided to oblige her, just bottoming out against her breast and letting out a long groan as I came inside her, spraying hot seed all over the inside of her tit, or body, or whatever. My white milky seed floated inside her for a second, then suddenly got slurped into the red core. "Cum make me stronger!" Bup declared, suddenly bursting to her feet.

I was worried I'd awoken a monster or something, but she just paused in front of me, staring directly into my eyes. "You want keep fucking? I like slutty cock lots..." she licked her lips in an exaggerated motion, her tongue stretching out past them to an absurd degree. "You can fuck my butt, my stomach, my head, wherever, it all good," she declared, with a broad smile. "Bup looooves cum and slutty cocks lots. She do whatever you want if you put it in again."

I did have a thought - maybe she could get me out of here? If I was inside her, would that let me past the barrier? However, that would work later just as well as at present, and I had an insanely busty, flexible girl offering to let me do whatever I wanted to her... "How about you just bend over and show me your butt?" I asked, and she promptly did so, turning around and wiggling her butt. More than wiggling, actually - the surface jiggled slightly. I glanced over at Stitch, who was still masturbating, though she'd slowed down for the moment, staring at me hungrily. "Hey, Stitch, want to do anything?"

"Ah, uhm, ahh, fuck, I know, fuck, yeah, yeah, jill me off," she said, hurriedly wobbling over to me, offering her pussy to my hand to play with. I did so, reaching for said pussy, gently stroking my fingertips along the surface as I looked at her. "Muh, man, d'you, want a proper kiss?"

I had no idea what a 'proper kiss' meant with her snout, so I just nodded. She pushed her mouth up against mine, her tongue flashing out of her mouth, and I let my own open - she managed to get it in after a second of trying, and the fat thing just kind of started slobbering and lapping at my gums, my lips, my cheeks, pretty much everything she could get to.

"Fuck me with slutty cock," Bup whined, and I grabbed her hip, earning an excitable squeal as I just stuffed my dick into her a moment later, ramming myself to the base. I used my superspeed to just jackhammer away, curious what response the slime girl would have to it - and the answer was, she would go absolutely crazy with pleasure pretty much instantly. "Super cock, amazing cock, slutty cock so good! Gonna fuck slutty cock forever! Gonna make slutty cock fuck me for rest of its life, yeah!" I didn't really get the impression that she was coming, but that impression was more like... I wasn't sure she could come? Did come like a normal person? She was just gripping and squeezing my cock like crazy as she writhed in pleasure, there was no clear beginning or end or anything like that as she wiggled around and kept talking.

Maybe she could orgasm and just could keep talking through it. She certainly made it sound that way, as I kissed Stitch and played with her pussy. Stitch's hands slid along my chest, groping my pecs hungrily, then sliding down to my butt and groping that, too. At some point, her hands toyed with my hips, more teasing than anything else, suggesting maybe she wanted to actively fuck me into Bup. I decided to slow my pace for that reason, while Bup responded by blithering idiotically. "No, slutty cock gotta fuck me good! Stop fucking me slow! Fuck me fast again!"

Stitch took that as agreement on my part, her fingers gripping my hips - a second later, she just rammed me right into Bup, making the girl in question practically bounce in response. "Yeah, fuck me fast and hard, slutty cock! This is what you for, for fucking Bup!" I'm not even sure she was aware that Stitch was kissing me at that point, as she wriggled deliciously on my cock, her insides just milking and squeezing my length.

I broke off my kiss with Stitch, the girl in question staring at me with hot, bedroom eyes. "You're so hot," she breathed. "Fuck. If Bup wasn't such an idiot I'd, hng, fuck," she said, and I cut off whatever wild fantasy she was about to say by using my superspeed to stroke her pussy. She spasmed against me, mewling like a puppy, and then came a few seconds later, eyes rolling up as she panted and pressed herself up against me, practically plastering her naked body against mine.

"More fucking!" Bup pleaded. Demanded. She wasn't actually pushing her hips back against me, though, even though I was halfway inside her at the point that Stitch gave up on fucking me into her pussy. It was strange - a consequence of whatever binding that Fals had put on her? I even felt a little bad for her, it was probably like constantly enforced denial play.

I used my superspeed to satisfy her, just ramming away. "Yes! Slutty cock feels good in my pussy! This what slutty cock was made for!" She cried out in joyous pleasure, pumping back against me, her pussy squeezing around my dick over and over again as she did so, jiggling and bouncing in the waters. I groaned at the sensation, fingers reaching down to just squeeze the supple flesh of her ass. It was soft and it gave under the pressure of it, her whole body jiggling around as she kept talking, the vibrations of her voice serving to further stimulate my cock. "Ah, come on, slutty cock, come!" She demanded with increasing intensity.

It was actually Stitch that pushed me over the edge, though she didn't mean to. After her orgasm finished, she wound up just draping herself against me, her jaw resting on my shoulder as she looked up at me. It looked so cute, and then her hand came around to grope my butt, and there was something just so intimate about it that I couldn't help myself. I bottomed out inside of Bup and came. "Yes, yes, come in Bup! Come for Buuuup!" She demanded, as I sprayed hot cum all over her insides. I didn't even glance down at her, which was a nice little power thrill. I just kept staring into Stitch's eyes. She was cute, and I was definitely starting to like her.

She couldn't go home, but... Mira had once mentioned that even if I had committed a crime on my Earth, it wouldn't matter on hers, hadn't she? She didn't seem depressed being here, but she also didn't seem too happy, so, maybe...

"Bup want slutty cock some more!" Bup declared.

I just pulled out of her at that point, making her let out an animal whine. "Maybe later, Bup," I told her, and she promptly bounced happily. She didn't turn around as she rose to face me - it was more like she reformed her body on the opposite side of the general shape, removing and regrowing features. It wasn't quite as disconcerting as you'd think, but she was smiling as she turned to me.

"He said he have sex with me later," Bup said to Stitch. "That because I so sexy and have big boobs, not like you."

"If you insult Stitch, then I won't fuck you," I told her, and Stitch let out a pant of desire, while Bup looked suitably chastised.

"Sorry..." Bup said, shoulders drooping pitifully. I just patted her head.

"Right. Time for an actual bath," I said, plopping down on my butt. The two women wound up sitting down next to me, both of them eyeing up my dick with a surprisingly unending reserve of strength and energy. "So, Bup," I said, as I slowly slid down further beneath the water, letting it cover more and more of my body, until just my head was popping out, "can you leave here?"

"Ah... I can leave, but Fals said lots of cock here, and there is lots of cock here, and even if I leave, I can't make men have sex with me because of Fals."

"I... see." So Bup used to be a serial rapist? I guess that did fit with her personality, but it was still hard to see. Especially now, while she was extremely precise about consent, to the point of not even pumping her hips back against me when my cock was halfway inside her. Should I dislike her? I disliked Fals for being a would-be rapist... Bup felt too stupid to really be malicious, though. "So could you get me out of here?"

"Um... I leave by turning into snake," she explained, reshaping her body so that it was a long tube, with her red heart somewhere in the middle. Then she turned back into a big-titty woman. "I can't turn you into snake, sorry."

"No, it's fine," I said, putting my mouth below the water to just blow bubbles for a moment, then coming back up. "Man, this water is clean." I couldn't see any trace of the stuff that should probably have come off my body by that point.

"It's magically cleansing," Stitch explained. Made as much sense as anything else.

"I see." I shifted my body in the water, letting the water run through my hair, then took a deep breath and momentarily submerged myself, before bursting back out. "Right. I'm going to get dressed," I said. Both women let out faint noises of disapproval at that new reality.