17 Storm King Extra's

Here go the extras that never made it into the Storm King chapter and were slated for further along in the story.

Team Mate Creation

With a sigh, I folded my legs underneath me as I sat in the garden for my daily meditation. Today I would need to create a new minion, I would need to create myself, Pamela Isley, aka Poison Ivy, so she could handle the little parks around the city and across the continent. Plus, If I got her florakenetic powers correct, she could even create plants that fed on radiation zones left behind by Behemoth. With the way my Warlord essence was unlocked, there was so much I could do with my creations, the paths were limitless, and that was just how I liked them to be.

Taking a deep breath in, I slowly let it out as I focused on the image of how her face was shaped. The flaming red hair, the green shade of her skin from her connection to the GREEN, the vines, and leaves that work their way up her thigh. The hips and bust gave her curves. The sultry smirk on her lips as she raised an index finger to beckon one towards her as they fell into the trap that was Poison Ivy. I gathered all of this in my mind's eye before pushing it outwards, WILLING Pamela into the world, my powers doing the rest.

Opening my eyes, I smiled as she stood across from me, Tsunade moved forward and worked Pamela through her paces while I looked down at the paper that would be her background. I would set her up with a Doctorate degree from Harvard's botanical gardens. Worked a few jobs but was triggered when the S9 traveled through where she worked. Her planet power trigger saved her life, which was how she escaped. Her social Security number and other things made her a person in this country. Even penciled in friends, family, and a couple of people with Sombra's help. It was only fair to help families that couldn't have their own kids. Once I was finished with everything, I finally approached the Retcon device. I had to thank Rick and Morty for this idea because I was here from a drop-in, and it sucked not having a bank account or anything else.

It was crazy to know that it would take a button press to write a person into reality. The blasted thing wasnt even powered by anti-matter. Nope, it had to be plugged into the local Quantium dimension.

New Wave

Hey, stop! I'm talking to you! - Brandish

I dodged around Brandish and then smack! Shock right to her system.

*Ahhn*

I raised a brow as she moaned from my hand meeting flesh. I could tell she didn't know what was happening but I wasn't going to give the game away that I was cheating outrageously. Priming my sonic oscillation, I dodged around another one of her swings, this one wild and filled with anger that matched the blush on her face.

Smack!

Standing out of arm's reach, I raised a brow as I noticed the slight damp stain between Carol's legs and I knew she had to have came from that last hit. Lucky for her, I was merciful as I alternated between assk cheeks while tweaking her nipples and clit.

Are you don't enjoying yourself? I asked.

"GO TO HELL! Carol snarled while doing a weak ineffectual swing of her light blades, but they missed and I was in her personal space. One of my massive hands snatched her by the wrist while the other lifted her by the ass as I bodily slam her against the side of the abandoned roof siding.

Her glare was fierce but there was no stopping my as I slammed my lips against hers, the moan she let out couldn't be mistaken for anything else. The body heat between us intensified as I felt her inferno core clench against my hardened cock pressed against her spandexed-clad body.

Our tongues dueled as her free hand pulled me closer by the back of my neck. By the time we pulled apart, the front of my shirt was drenched from her fluids along with the unmistakable scent of arousal given off by Carol in my arms.

See, that wasn't so bad," I replied with mirth in my voice. Then it was clear my words had registered something as he came forward and bit my lower lip in retaliation. Instead of growling in pain, or yelling or reacting to the bitter taste of copper in my mouth. I got mad and got my revenge.

With a hip thrust and a well sounding smack, I gave Carol's ass a mighty lashing without any cheating skills this time. The moment she gasped in pain letting my lip go, my hand went to my belt and unlocked the buckle allowing my trousers to drop by gravity. When Carol came back down in my hands from her stinging ass cheek, there was nowhere to go as my cockhead pressed firmly against her pussy lips, the heat nearly unbearable. It was also clear, she had no underwear on underneath the spandex.

Her eyes fluttered for a bit as she moaned and bit her bottom lip while she shuddered and quivered then did a little shimmy on top of my dick. Then her eyes flew open as the tip pressed upwards by inches slowly yet firmly.

"No, take it out," Carol commanded her arms pressed firmly against my chest.

With a snort, I held my hands where they were against the brick wall, "You got yourself into this mess, so get yourself out of it."

The panic could be seen from a mile away as she gave me a vicious hard shug against my chest, her arms fully extended, but it was clear she failed physics class because her calculations of the cause and effect were wildly wrong on so many levels.

The shove forced my upper body back hard, my hands holding her up with my body weight pressed against her own was removed and she came down because gravity was a bitch. The spandex pretending to be a condom tore from the sudden jerking movement. She came down, I went up and her ahegao face was one for the records as an orgasm so big rocked her body hard. It was clear that the sexual tension, her own pent-up frustrations, and the little foreplay we had going had her primed on a hair trigger like no other. Well, if she wanted to play it that way, I was going to relentlessly fuck her through the night. It was somewhere around 2 am right now and she damn sure wasn't going to make it to work in the next few hours.

Shadow Stalker...

Dodge around the broad head bolt she shot at me catcher her and ass fucker

Who said you could play with yourself I asked as I ramped nice and deep into her scowl on her face sent a thriller of sadistic pleasure up my spine. My open palm came down with a mighty smack across her ass cheek the vibrations attacking her clit and nipples.

Her pussy gushed as her ass clenched around my dick from the multi pronged attack.

"It looks like you need to learn your position" I said as I took out a device I had made for Carol but looks like I would see it in action alot sooner than later. " all you heronines are all the same, lacking discipline, put your hands on the wall and spread your legs."

She growled but did as I commanded her to anyway, "You'll never get away with this."

With a snort and a flick of the wrist, I pulled out a suction cup like device from my space ring. "I got away with this the moment you offered yourself for my silence when you discovered you couldn't beat me." Then with a quick move of the hand, the suction cup was latched onto her puffy lips and with a wet slurping noise it sealed itself shut the nano adhesive melding it to her flesh as the rest of the suction cup conformed to her. "If you got a boyfriend at home, I suggest you dump him because he'll never get any pussy anymore. This ass is mines now you've lose all privilege to getting your pussy fucked!"

With each word, I gave Shadow Stalker a good reaming, my massive dick plundering her depths as the super glide lubrication worked its miracle.

"You're now a heroine, not a predator, just my fuck sleeve." I growled while bringing my open palm down hard onto her asscheeks.

SMACK!

Why do you even have something like that - Shadow Stalker

Shrugs, it was for brandish of new wave- Anthony

That stuck up bitch- Shadow Stalker

Shrug, stuck up or not, I've been fucking her on a regular. - Anthony

But isn't she married. - Shadow Stalker

And why should that matter to me? - Anthony

Damn, she has always been so stuck up and prissy didn't know she would step out on her husband. - Shadow Stalker

I snorted, glory girl isn't even marks kid. - Anthony

Shadow Stalker looks stunned, damn and they been married 20 years now. But for get that, why is the plug pulsing."

My smirk was devilish, "I did say your pussy was off limits didn't I?"

Her eyes widen in remembering

"As we speak, your anal cavity is getting a nice remodel by tiny electrodes, new exogenous zones, improved muscular control, the works. By time it's finished tomorrow, a pinkie finger will be able to make you cum hard." _ Anthony

Her eyes went owlishly wide, and what happens when I need to use the bathroom

I snap my fingers at her, that's the magic of it, you won't. Both are now linked to your nervous systems. You are now forever hygienic and clean.

Scowling at what the night had turned into, Sophia tried to ignored it all as the shower poured down onto her back. The slight stinging sensation in her ass though brought it all back to the for. She had gone on a hunt and instead of finding prey, she had been made into prey and god it frustrated her.

Frowning at the reminder, Sophia scrubbed herself down, her quim excited from the remembrance but as she brought the wash cloth over her lips. That blasted device made itself known as her hand brushed against a soft molded surface never able to make contact with her own clitrois. It cleaned her and expelled waste even allowing her to use the rest room, but even now her own pussy was out of her reach.

As if it was a sign, pleasure shot up her spine as the other device that was pushed into her ants made itself known. Small little bumps pushed outwards and spun slowly, minute little shocks chasing her inner walls to react and clamp down hard as something was done to the muscles and mucus membrane of her anal cavity.

With a growl of frustration, Sophia reached back to pull it out now that she had some privacy, but even with her fingers around the plugs ring it would not remove itself from her ass. Try as she might, pull as she did, all it reinforced was to remind her of getting g her ass reamed for hours on end by that asshole. Wet, slick and panting, Sophia stood there in the shower as she was forced to go through anal orgasim after anal orgasim as the device did exactly what he said it would. She was both equal parts scared and equal parts shamed to be excited about her ass being made into a pocket pussy.

She was a predator not some guys fucking butt slut.

Ring! Ring!

With a growl of frustration, Sophia yanked the shower curtain aside to see who was calling only to frown at the caller ID showing Emma's number.

Amy, Vicky, Anthoy

While I relaxed as I leaned up against the roof railings to the hospital, i raised a brow as panacea glared at me as she stood infront of her sister protectively.

"Are you the one hitting my sister?" She asked with a frown and a little growl in her voice.

"She was lacking in discipline, so I had to give her some." I replied smoothly not even worried.

"Yeah, well, she could barely sit, who gave you the right..." panpan started but I raised a hand to cut her off.

"I would suggest you take a breath and speak with civility or your yourself be taught some manners." I stated. "I suggest you take your sister home Victoria."

"Yes, sir. Come on Ames." Vicky pleaded with her sister.

Amy pulled herself from vicky grasp as she turn to me with a finger wagging. "No, I'll tell him a piece of my mind and he will listen."

She squeaked as I was in her personal space and the finger poked into my chest. "Really?" I questioned looming over the both of them.

When though she had to lean back to look all the way up at my 6'10 frame, she still had a look on Fury and defiance on her features.

"Ames, leave it alone and let's go." Vicky begged her sister with a tug towards the side but Amy shook her hand off.

"I'm not scared of some over grown thug with delusions of grandeur." Amy replied caustic tones oozed from her mouth. And that was the last thing she got out before she found herself over my knee, pants around her ankle as my massive hand came down upon her ass alternating between both ass cheeks.

SMACKx10!

Ten rapid-fire smacks across her backside was all it took to make her toes curl, her nipples try and peirce through my leg and her to gush like a fountain down my thigh. I didn't stop there untill she was a mixture of sodden mess, moaning from all that pent up release and absolutely confused as to what just happened.

Vicky stood off to the side with a massive blush on her own features as she tried to hide rubbing her own thighs together.

Once I was done with Amy, I stood her back up, pulled her panties along with her pants back up and grabbed her by the chin and forced her to look at me.

"You will address me with Sir from now on unless I tell you otherwise. I replied my voice smooth as molasses. Then I raised a brow and waited for her to catch her breath from such a whiplash.

"Yes, sir," Amy squeaked her face an atomic blush.

My eyes narrowed, "I can't hear you."

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