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Close Adventures of the Thicc Kind	By : sexdottxt Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice Society of America Views: 337 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. I do not own Justice Society or any of the characters therein.

Chapter List
- 1-A Weird Kind of Celebration
- 2-Not Quite Anal Probes
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Jesse woke up. She didn't know how long it had been, in this gray metal prison and unable to see outside, it could have only been an hour, it could have been days. She looked down, seeing herself on the big operating table. Her wrists and ankles were fastened down to the surface by restraints, binding them. Both by the gooey texture and the almost oily looking appearance, she couldn't begin to imagine what the stuff was actually made of.

She couldn't move freely but she didn't feel that overpowering psychic weight upon her. But no matter how much she tried budging against her binds, she couldn't break free. Even without activating her superspeed, she was strong enough to make most so-called strongmen feel emasculated. Only her ankles and wrists were bound up. Still, the material was so strong and it was so tight that she couldn't even move her arms or legs up.

The aliens crowded around her on the table. They were staring down at her with those big black eyes, and their weird little mouths were unmoving. Even if she wasn't restrained, after her last physical altercation with them, she couldn't begin to imagine how she'd get out of this one.

“What are you going to do to me?”

They looked at each other. Heard that weird language again, it was so bizarre to her that it felt like each one of them was talking at the same time and speaking over each other at once. But in that muddled conversation of nonsense, she heard the distinct tone of amusement. Followed by a sound that was just as weird as the rest of their mutterings, but she knew was laughter. Then they looked at her again.

So many intentions in those big black eyes of theirs. She struggled against the restraints. In her more risque superhero uniform of a red t-shirt and short shorts which she had planned as a surprise for Wally, laid down on this steel table and at the mercy of these strange creatures, powerless to fight and trapped beyond escape, she felt so weak and vulnerable. She had no idea what they planned to do with her.

A long tube lowered itself in front of her. It was hanging loosely, but it didn't seem to be limp or inert. Indeed, the way it was moving it seemed to be alive. Then as she stared at it, the texture of it, the way it was moving, it wasn't a tube at all. It was an actual proboscis, a tentacle.

The end of it pointed in her direction almost as if it was looking at her. It was wet like it was covered with slime, and yet in spite of that it didn't seem organic, it seemed too fine for that. At the same time, it didn't seem mechanical either.

Then the end of the thing opened up, almost like a sea lamprey. All her curiosity about what this thing was went right out the window. She didn't want to know what was going to happen, all she did was struggle against her restraints as hard as possible. She fought against it so hard that it felt like her bones might break from the pressure, but she didn't care, she wanted no part of whatever was going to happen.

That fervent struggle had only lasted for a few seconds. Then the thing emitted a thick pink smoke in her direction. It was so strong that she coughed horribly at first from the substance spewed at her. But as time passed, she was hit with a heavy lightheadedness, like her whole body was made of air.

The proboscis stopped emitting the substance. Then the petals still out, it hovered over her, almost as if it was looking over her. She was still curious about what the thing was, but at the same time, she wasn't really afraid of it anymore. A stray thought occurred to her on how nice to might feel to have that thing lower itself further and penetrate deep inside of her vagina.

Just as fast, she realized what a crazy thought that was. That didn't stop her from feeling some kind of disappointment as the thing retracted itself back up. She knew the thought was crazy.

Then it hit her. Her nipples were pointing out and a small wetness had begun to form in her twat. That pink mist, whatever it was, she knew what it had done to her. It wasn't a feeling she wasn't unused to, she remembered the one time she tried drugs for funsies that she felt a high like this. But the effect right now wasn't so much on her mind as it was on her body. She could still think coherently but her physical sensations were on overdrive.

Her alien captors crowded around her on the table. Looking up into those big dark vacant eyes, she wasn't paralyzed by fear anymore. Their arms extended out again. Jesse winced as their long limbs wrapped around her bare legs and on her arms again. Unlike last time when they had touched her, they weren't binding their noodly appendages around her limbs to restrain her. Instead it almost seemed like they were massaging her.

Fuck, you have to be kidding me. Am I actually getting turned on from this?

She knew this kind of response wasn't natural. It was a side effect of her current situation being at these things' mercy, it was an effect of having come here fully intent on getting her freak on with Wally, and worst of all that pink poison that was just forced into her system. She could not believe that she really wanted these things to molest her. Her heart was beating excitedly, like she was a little kid playing out in a thunderstorm against her parents' wishes.

Jesse grit her teeth when their hands reached further up. These Roswell grays were being far more handsy this time, actually moving them up her shirt and up her short shorts. She had been excited for Wally, that night, getting her freak on with him was all she could think about. But that level of anticipation was nothing compared to the excitement she was feeling now.

Before she knew it, her anger was fading too. A scarlet bloomed on her face like a little girl's crush as they continued fondling up and beyond her naked body. She looked away when she felt them touch her precious spots. Their spindly little fingers peeled her bra down and moved under her panties. Her face was storming with red, a mix of embarrassment and fury when their slithery little hands touched all over her breasts and around her vagina. Her face twisted with fury as they looked down at her body, regarding her as more of a thing than a person.

Another set of hands moved under her shorts and found her bare butt underneath. Unable to take it anymore, she screamed, “Will you get it over with already!” She didn't know if it sounded angry or not, and she didn't care.

They all looked at her with their big black eyes. Then they looked back at each other again, snapped their limbs back to themselves so fast that it left a singeing feeling on her bare skin. She breathed hard, her body was craving their strange touches again.

Her captors had more pressing matters at hand. Spoke to each other in more of that strange weird language. She didn't sense any of the distinct amusement they had earlier. Instead it seemed purely professional.

She recognized it herself. Working amongst the senior members of the JSA and dealing with alien material, she was no stranger to observing material under a microscope, whether it was something as routine as a crime scene, or strange and foreign material. Sometimes it was distinctly alien in nature.

All the weird guys I know and I'd yet to run into actual Roswell aliens.

That thought only lasted an instant. They looked at her again, and then at each other. They held their grubby little mitts up and make grabby motions with their hands, heard something of amusement in their voices once again. Jesse's body drugged up to the nine told her it was okay, and even her mind was beginning to get on board.

But she knew this wasn't okay. “Don't you fucking dare...” she started, but they had no regard for her. One of them began operating something like a nearby console. Jesse started up when she heard a whirring sound start up. She looked to see two of those tentacles drooping low from the ceiling. Their texture, looking up clearly, she could definitely now see they were organic. Looking around the place at first, she hadn’t really give it much thought, but now she could see bulbous pulsing centers of life in various places, on the walls and on the ceiling, all of them held in clear containers. The tentacles came from a very organic patch up on the ceiling.

That didn’t hold her attention for long. The tentacles opened up again, the ends so much like sea lampreys. But these things were so much bigger and thicker. Looking at those mouths again, there weren’t really any spines like sea lampreys, instead it looked like a soft spongy sucker instead. She kept her mouth shut and was ready to hold in her breath.

That wouldn’t do her any good seeing as how they weren’t going to be spraying any mist this time. The tentacles hovered over her for a few more seconds before they suddenly zapped down to her small bit of cleavage hanging out of her shirt. The things were sucking all over her bare skin from the get go. Wet and warm, that bothersome heat growing in her body only got so much worse.

She grit her teeth, feeling something bite into the skin of her chest. It wasn’t agonizing pain, just a slight nick, but it was noticeable enough with how hard they were sucking all over her cleavage. But the worst part of it was with that smoke still in her system and the fast pace these things were going at it, that it felt surprisingly kinky. All bound up, she bit her lip trying to keep her voice from going crazy.

She gasped when the things let go and moved off of her. Looking down, she could swear she was hallucinating. It looked like her chest was getting bigger, but that couldn’t be right. She figured it was just the things having snacked on her cleavage so righteously.

While she was taking it in, breathing hard, the tentacles were still hovering around her chest. Jesse barely took notice of it, just glad to have them off her. That idea would quickly prove to be false when they zapped down to the central area of her breasts.

She was still wearing her shirt but she could feel their physical presence as if they were around her naked skin. So much worse than when they were sucking on her bare cleavage, flush colored her face as those troublesome sensations of erotic electricity hit her again. Her nipples were poking up on end within their slimy embrace.

The sucking sensations were so much worse this time. Jesse’s body was already in a frenzied heat, but the way they were pulling and sucking on the whole of her chest had her moaning loudly. Any concern of being gagged with a second dose of that pink mist was long gone out the window with only these two tentacles at large. But even if it did come down again, she wouldn’t be able to hold her breath in with all of her wild screaming.

The strange restraints on her legs had slithered themselves undone. She didn’t register it though, the intensity of the tentacle mouths were clamping down hard on her nipples and sucking on her chest as if her tits were being exposed to a vacuum. At the same time, the innards of the appendages were warm and wet, it could never in a million years be called uncomfortable and indeed, all thoughts of captivity had gone right out the window. Now thrashing wildly, she looked like the star of any tentacle hentai.

Jesse grit her teeth when she felt two small slithery appendages within the tentacles licking at her nipples, almost something like a tongue. It was a slight sensation, she barely registered it with the way they were sucking her tits, but it was the final straw needed to make her actually climax through her chest that instant. Her body arched up as made a sudden distinct howl in the midst of all her wailing from the intensity and suddenness of that orgasm.

Not that the things would stop anytime soon. They were still sucking on her chest and unable to cope with it for much longer, she could utter a long and dull groaning sound. Having just climaxed, her body was jittery and weak, too knocked out to really writhe about and yet that only made her shudder even more. She could barely take it anymore.

Then she felt the most peculiar thing. It felt like her nipples were expanding. She already knew they were hard, both from the drug and the way these things were sucking on them, but this feeling went way beyond that. As it grew more and more, those same slithery tongues from within the tentacle mouths wrap around her nipples and grab around them. Her stiff nipples standing up on end in the embrace of the things’ mouths were already a testament to her shameful pleasure but the grip was so tight felt like they were going to squeeze her caps right off. Just like that weird bite on her cleavage there was pain, but it was also an increase in the hit of ecstasy she felt. Looking down, she saw a bit of drool on her shirt from the things still eating her chest.

But that was the least of her concerns. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing at first, even after dealing with Roswell aliens and tentacle monsters. But her chest was actually getting bigger, even one of her tits was inflating to sizes well beyond her normal proportions. She took pride in having a sizable enough chest despite being such an athletic woman, and would sometimes wear pushup bras either when she was goofing off or just was looking to make a good first impression on certain parties. But the degree to which they were growing out now was far bigger than she had ever imagined. They weren't just a double-D they were almost a G-cup. All the while the tentacles kept sucking on her ever enlarging tits.

And the size wasn’t the only new thing about them either. They were so much more sensitive than before. She could feel her nipples popping out within the tight and frantic effect of their suction cup mouths, their squirmy tentacle tongues were pulling and tightening on them. The fire in her pussy was nothing compared to the pressure building up in her chest. Throwing her head back, she screamed again, ravaged by another potent nipple orgasm.

Lying there breathing, taking it all in, she didn’t even notice at first that the two organic restraints around her wrists open on up. Watching the tentacles move away from her chest, only saw it as by chance turned her head. Already aware her ankles had been freed, she got up off the table as fast as possible. Not with as much energy as she liked given what she had just been through, but she was off.

But she was still barely able to stand. Not even walking, her feet felt dodgy, she was stumbling all over the place. She was too busy looking down at her expanded chest, her shirt already didn’t leave much to the imagination but with how much larger her teats had become, not only was her cleavage spilling out but the effect of her larger breasts was hiking up the bottom of her shirt up high, revealing so much of her lovely midriff. The whole situation was weird enough, but she also felt a bit of strange vanity admiring her expanded bosom. Nothing like the famed Jesse Quick.

She didn’t even notice the tentacles still hanging about. That would prove to be unfortunate when she stumbled forward, barely keeping herself from flailing forward right onto the floor. She was bending low, holding herself up on the metal table. The same tentacles that had a meal of her breasts were now hungry for something else. Hanging around her behind, they suddenly latched onto her undercheeks hanging out of her shorts.

“Oh come on!” she whined. She tried kicking at the things, punching at them, but they weren’t letting go. It was bad enough dealing with these things pinning her down and munching down on her chest, but now she felt like she was dealing with two annoying perverts at a party.

Then she felt a biting sensation in both of her cheeks. Slight enough on it’s own, these things were eating her booty even more than they had been eating her breasts. But after that episode with her chest, she had a pretty good idea on what that meant. Whatever little vanity she had from the chest enlargement was scattered to the winds seeing her onlookers just staring at her with their big vacant gaze. That was embarrassing enough, but knowing her butt was going to get bigger only made her feel like even more of a stupid slut.

Jesse jumped up at the change in sensation. She looked back at the tentacles biting into her rump and tried to get away, but she couldn’t, the sucking effect was really strong. Just like with her chest, she felt the tentacles working her cheeks like they were on her bare skin.

Jesse looked up and saw the aliens looking straight at her. In her current position, her body bent low, she knew they could see her cleavage all but naked hanging out of her shirt. She hoped she was giving them an angry look but her face was flushed overly at not only the horribly embarrassing situation but also just how good those tentacles felt sucking all over her ass. Nowhere near as potent as the effect on her chest and still that close to her pussy, a wild heat was blooming down there fast.

Last time she only knew her chest had exploded when she looked down. But far more alert now, she felt her butt expanding. She didn’t know if her ass was getting that much bigger but she could feel her derriere pushing up against her short shorts. All the while those things were still eating her bottom.

She looked away from her alien onlookers. Holding onto the table hard and still unable to really do much besides sit there and take it, even with the tentacles slobbering over her bum, she felt the underside of her butt spilling out of her shorts. Just like her shirt, her shorts suddenly felt way too small to contain her rear. As it had been done with her chest, she felt the tentacles directly sucking her bare asscheeks.

The effect got so bad that her legs felt like they were going to give out. Her hands slipped from the table and her torso fell over forward, she had to keep herself up by holding her hands on the floor while the tentacles still sucked on her ass. In her current position with her tits all but hanging out of her shirt and her butt hanging up in the air, she could only think how ridiculous she looked.

Then she heard a loud popping sound and knew the millisecond before it happened that the tentacles released her. She tried to keep herself from falling but with her body’s stamina all but exhausted, she fell over forward before it even happened. Laying there on the floor, she also knew that her body’s new improvements were probably weighing her down too. She tried to stand up, but couldn’t.

She blinked and then those stupid aliens were hovering over her again. Just like before, their arms extended and wrapped around her body, up her legs, binding her arms and around her torso. Already turned on having that mist shoved down her throat, things were so much worse now as their arms touched all over her body without a whit of concern for her, she let out a pathetic whimper as their limbs constricted around her sensitive and naked flesh. After the tentacles had left her, her skin, her nipples and her vagina, all of it was aching for touch. As much as she might admit otherwise, these things were doing it for her.

Nor could she contain herself. She struggled bound up in their grip, but with them touching her extremities, it also made her that much more turned on. The way she was moving back, she looked like a woman lost in wanton lust.

Alas, it was over too soon for her. Just as her mind was beginning to give in and surrender to the troublesome and lustful feelings boiling over in her, deliberately moving back in their arms coiled around her solely to sate her lusts, she was moved back onto the table. And then their arms snapped back off her body, back to their normal proportions. In her current state, Jesse looked up at the gray invaders longingly.

“P-please...don’t tease me…” she whimpered.

Unbeknownst to her, the aliens had no designs on having their way with her. Indeed, they had only crash landed into earth simply looking to experiment on human females and find out more about their reproductive process. Even with how unlike humans they were, they knew that Jesse was an attractive woman, far unlike so many of the other women on the planet who whether due to genetics or external appearances, had trouble attracting mates. As far as they were concerned, they were just looking down on a specimen.

That didn’t mean they weren’t curious. With her new enhancements, Jesse looked like the perfect sexpot, any guy would be thirsting for her hard, and even the most beautiful women would be jealous. The pink aphrodisiac they used was solely as a relaxant to get the test subject to be more willing to comply with their demands. Still only concerned with science, they knew that the tentacles had amassed more than enough of her DNA, swabs of skin mixed in with small trace samples of her blood. Unconcerned with her, they focused their psychic thoughts on her again.

Totally weak before them, she passed out on the spot.
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