Adult-FanFiction.org : Comics

The Ultimate DCU Assassin Vs...	By : JayDee Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman Views: 21953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the comic(s) this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
The Ultimate DCU Assassin vs Marvel’s Sensational Squirrel Girl
By JD joandoe@gmail.com

Description: Lex Luthor forcefully impregnates Squirrel Girl after the assassin captures her. Can she and her daughters in Squirrel Squad Six save the day?

Content Codes: first, impreg, bond, rape, inter, anal creampie, impreg, lact, rape, anal, oral, M+/F, +1FV, dismember

Disclaimer: This story contains content that should not be read by people underneath the age of 21. It is 100% fiction and has no bearing on reality whatsoever. 100% fiction means real life rape is WRONG. The author does not condone illegal and immoral actions described. If you feel rape in the real world is a good thing, bend over in a prison and whistle dixie. While I'm disclaiming, racism, homophobia and other bigotry of any kind are also really fucking stupid. I don’t own any of DC or Marvel’s characters and make no profit from this story. Please read the story codes above to ensure that you are not going to be offended by, or otherwise dislike, the content.

Part 1: Let’s Make Babies!

As soon as he realised that Squirrel Girl could easily defeat any menace to the Marvel Universe, the solution proved laughably simple. Thanos zapped her with a pulse of energy which transferred her – alone, and unaccompanied by accursed squirrels – to another universe. It also made a BAMF noise, having been based on Nightcrawler. His hope was that she’d find something she couldn’t beat, but, failing that, having a reminder of a truly embarrassing defeat out of his way for a while didn’t hurt. (He didn’t doubt that if she didn’t encounter something she couldn’t beat, she’d be back).

“That was that evil, evil man Thanos!” gasped Squirrel Girl, as the world finished spinning. Then the nausea of inter-dimensional travel hit her, and she clutched at her suddenly cramping stomach. She threw up onto the roughly hewn floor of what appeared to be a cave. As she’d previously been in a downtown street, he’d obviously and evilly teleported her away from her stout allies in the newly renamed Great Lakes Champions. There was light in the cave though, behind her.

Squirrel Girl turned around to see the light source, and thought she might hurl again.

“Gasp! That is evil!”

A hugely muscled naked man was looking curiously at the newly arrived Squirrel Girl. He held the messily decapitated head of a blonde woman in his hands. His penis was pushed up through her neck and emerged from her mouth. As she watched, he moved the woman’s head up and down. Squirrel girl saw the woman’s dismembered body; each limb had been torn off of her sexually mutilated torso. Squirrel Girl had the sudden sure feeling that it had been done while she was alive. She was sick and disoriented from Trans-dimensional travel, and stumbled. He began to speak.

“I am code name Kent State. I am a clone of the last son of Krypton. My mission was to test my capabilities against a super speedster. The heroine Jesse Quick was selected. I caught her with ease and brought her here. When I raped her, her hymen kept trying to heal around my cock. When I detached her limbs, her metahuman metabolism tried to heal her.

Even when my acidic semen was eating her womb from within it tried to heal her. I watched her suffer for some time, in total agony. I crushed the remains of her sexual organs into paste beneath my foot. She begged me to bring her mother. Eventually, I pulled her head off to use as a masturbation aid. She has not moved since, and cellular decomposition has begun.”

Squirrel Girl felt moved to tears. This was even nastier than Monkey Joe’s murder, and equally unnecessary. The spunky 18-year-old heroine decided to change the grief to anger, and balled her hands into fists. As she did so, the man stiffened, and ejaculated. His semen shot across the cave, and hissed on the floor near Squirrel Girl’s feet. Where it dribbled onto Jesse Quick’s head it began dissolving flesh. He pulled the head from his cock and crushed it to a messy pulp between his hands. Jesse’s eyes popped free and hung on strands of optic nerves from his fingers, along with bloody strands of blonde hair. Brain matter oozed out of his hands and splashed his chest.

“I’ve told you all of this, because I am going to kill you now. And…”

“I’M SQUIRREL GIRL AND YOU CAN JUST SHUT YOUR EVIL, EVIL PIE HOLE!”

He paused, utterly still. Squirrel Girl wasn’t afraid, but she was seriously angry. She didn’t have any squirrels so this was going to be a solo job – and when she got home Thanos was going to be really, really sorry. She charged forward and leapt at the man, claws ready.

“I have new instructions.”

Unfortunately for Squirrel Girl, her disorientation from the trans-dimensional trip badly affected her Squirrel-Agility. Squirrel Girl didn’t even see the punch before the world went black. Her body dropped in a limb pile onto the cave floor.

The plucky heroine awoke naked, bound masked. The mask was skin-tight. It stretched to cover her ears, and headphones filled them with white noise. It covered her eyes to blindfold her. Another detachable section also held her mouth open widely, so drool with dribbling down the sides. The mask did not cover her freckled cheeks or just beneath her nose. It also did not cover her hair, but for a thin band around the back of her head.

She was bound face forwards over a metal frame like two hurdles. Her legs were spread wide, with each claw-toed foot on either side of a vertical bar, and securely strapped around the ankle. A horizontal bar ran beneath her belly, and her clawed arms were strapped together beneath her breasts. The second hurdle was strapped under her neck, similar to stocks. Her big bushy tail was tied onto a rope attached to a ceiling hook, and she found she couldn’t move it at all. Although she only knew of her naked bondage from what she could feel, Squirrel girl was beginning to suspect she was trapped in one of the comic types she hated.

So, she was blind & deaf to the world and trapped. Her head hurt, but the clone had only hit her hard enough to render her unconscious – he hadn’t even cracked her skull. Her squirrel-agility was useless while so tightly constrained, so she started calling out to any nearby squirrels to help her. As she was unable to move her jaw, it probably came out real funny but she was sure they would understand.

“What a curious noise, and I haven’t even touched her yet,” commented Lex Luthor, as he chewed on some of the cashew nuts retrieved from her belt. He had expected the belt to contain all of the usual costumed fool’s toys. Instead, there was just a wide selection of nuts.

When his databanks had shown him that Squirrel Girl was a totally unknown heroine, he had had his clone bring her to one of his secret research bases. There, initial tests had quickly shown she hailed from another Earth in another universe. Luthor had smiled. It was very satisfying experiencing the clone’s rape and murders of heroines through transmission to his command bodysuit, but he felt he wanted to try it first hand; the rape at least. He had other plans, too.

Lex was alone with the bound heroine, and naked. He rubbed the head of his cock against her freckled cheek, and Squirrel Girl’s squirrel speak became louder and more urgent. He pressed into her mouth, past big teeth that could crack any nut and bathed his cockhead in the hot wet warmth. It had been a long day and Lex’s cock tasted heavily of sweat. Squirrel Girl gagged from the taste and cried out a muffled, immobile-jawed,

“Stop it! Rape is wrong! Superheroines should not be assaulted!”

Lex plugged her throat with his tool, and cut off further protest from the bound heroine. He forced himself into her mouth and throat until his balls rested against her chin. Squirrel Girl’s throat was painfully stretched around the invading cock, but all she could do was gag on it. She opened and closed her clawed hands as she tried to pull them loose, but only succeeded in scratching her own torso - with them bound beneath her breasts. Luthor pinched her darkening cheek as he held himself in her throat.

It was an amazing feeling. He was used to having power of life and death over people, but to actually literally hold the girl’s life in his hands was mind-blowing. He recalled strangling his personal trainer, Sasha Green. While her murder had been satisfying, it wasn’t as good as choking a superheroine on his cock. Of course, Sasha had come back from the dead as a Superheroine called Myriad, but Darkseid had got her before he could.

After almost a minute Luthor pulled out, with long thick strands of drool hanging from his shaft to Squirrel Girl’s mouth. She coughed hard and fought for breath. Then he plugged her throat again. Luthor began to fuck the spunky heroine’s throat viciously hard. He gripped her hair as his balls slapped against her chin. It hurt Squirrel Girl’s throat a lot, and she wanted to cry. Luthor thought it was far too soon as his orgasm started, and he sprayed thick blasts of cum into Squirrel Girl’s throat. He pulled back and blasted the rest right into her mouth, letting her taste it all. Cum and drool dribbled down the orally violated superheroine’s chin.

Lex loved the familiar frisson of power. He walked around Squirrel Girl and stood at her teenage bubble butt. She was tying to thrash her tail around, but it was bound too tightly to the ceiling. Luthor stroked around where it seamlessly joined just above her ass. With her mouth free again, Squirrel Girl returned to shouting out in Squirrel talk for help. The cries echoed along the air conditioning of the facility.

The initial testing had shown that Squirrel Girl was a virgin. Luthor intended to alter that state of affairs. He rubbed his cock into her furry bush, letting her feel the sticky crown against her labia. She was warm and soft and he groaned quietly. She broke off shouting and said,

“Please don’t! I’m saving myself for Speedball when he cheers up! We’re going to have bouncing babies!”

Squirrel Girl’s voice was raspy from the deep throat rape, and so with her jaw forced open it was even harder to understand than before. Luthor didn’t reply; with the white noise generators in her ears she had no way to hear it. He was not totally without conscience, and felt a tugging deep in his evil heart at the 18-year-old’s fervent pleading. There could be other ways to bring his plan to fruition rather than brutally impregnating this girl. Certainly, she was a superheroine, but she was from another universe and…

“You’d be a really super man if you let me go!”

Luthor snarled and deflowered her in a single brutal thrust. His nails dug half crescents in her butt as blood trickled around his cock. The little bitch was tight. Squirrel Girl yelped as she was violated, as she lost her virginity to an evil, evil man. The blood smeared on Lex’s dick drove him into a frenzy. The bald villain grunted as he forced his cock as deep into Squirrel Girl as it would go, and then pulled out hard.

The plucky teenage heroine screamed and screamed as Luthor thrust back into her mostly dry cunt. Luthor gritted his teeth and balled her hard, slamming into her over and over as the blood flow intensified. The brutal hard rape tore squirrel Girl’s sensitive inner membranes, and the experience was utterly pleasure-free for her. Her first time: Bound and raped by a supervillain.

Luthor worked a finger into Squirrel Girl’s asshole, and felt the little ring of sphincter muscle fighting his digit. He fingered her ass as he raped her cunt. Squirrel Girl’s screams mixed with the hard slap of Luthor’s balls against her. The heat and pressure on his cock was good, but nothing compared to the mental stimulation of having the bitch bound and helpless before him. He wanted to see Supergirl the same way before she died.

Squirrel Girl felt the thrusting get faster and faster. She felt sick, blind and deaf and unable to fight back. Her mouth tasted horrid and she was in awful pain between her legs. Suddenly a nasty tasting finger was pushed into her mouth and rubbed on her tongue. Luthor was leaning over the heroine, her roped-tail forced to the side, feeling her body against his. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard as he came.

Luthor bit Squirrel Girl’s back as he pumped his semen into her defenceless teenage womb. He tasted blood as her spermed her, and then it was done. He stood back and his cock slipped from her bloody bush. Sweat ran down his face as he listened to her hoarse crying. Experiencing the rape of superheroines second-hand through the clone and body suit was one thing, but this was truly another. Lex hoped his self-control was up to the job so he didn’t end up doing anything to other Superheroines that would jeopardize his long-term plans.

Luthor slipped into a silk dressing robe, and tied the waist cord. He buzzed for technicians, who brought in a round disk on wheels, the size of a house trash can lid. The top surface was smooth, and mirrored, while controls and lights were set into the sides. The technicians wheeled it underneath Squirrel Girl’s torso – between the two hurdle-like frames she was bound over. One of the human’s had metahuman strength, and so detached the bindings on Squirrel Girl’s wrists.

The heroine managed to slip a slim wrist free from his grip, and slashed out hard. She scored five deep scratches across the technician’s thigh. He swore as blood pumped from the wound, but managed to get her hands up behind her back. The other technician had strapped a special set of restraints onto the base of her tail. Thick squirrel fur pressed out the top, and the restraints automatically tightened even further.

Wrist cuffs were built in, and the metahuman technician secured Squirrel Girl’s arms into the restraints. Her thin arms were twisted very painfully back from her shoulders, with Squirrel Girl forced to bend over in the bondage. They too tightened on her wrists. Despite blood from his wound, the metahuman technician released Squirrel Girl’s tail from its binding. and forced it to bend double. Squirrel Girl fought him all the way with her prehensile tail muscles, but in the end he forced the end of the tail into the special restraints. They tightened, and then her tail was secure.

Squirrel Girl struggled against the new restraints and found her tail and hands even better bound than before. She wondered why they hadn’t used the restraints immediately, but if she’d been in a position to ask the answer would have been that Luthor had to have them custom made.

“Good job. See a medic about that thigh.” Luthor didn’t like metahumans, but sometimes their services were necessary. Just like Squirrel Girl.

“Yes Sir, Mr Luthor!” replied the wounded technician as he was helped out of the room.

Luthor crouched down next to Squirrel Girl, and activated the machine. It whirred slightly, but nothing else appeared to happen. Luthor smiled, and took a moment to feel Squirrel Girl’s breasts. They were a good size, firm teenage breast flesh. He thumbed a nipple and squeezed it, to make the heroine whimper. She hadn’t said anything for a little while, he realised, since before she’d lashed out at the technician. It had been impressive, as she hadn’t been able to see or hear the man. Her clawed hands were stained with blood but now securely bound above her butt, to her tail. Luthor sucked one of the teen’s nipples into his mouth, and flicked his tongue against it. She sounded like she gasped, although even that wasn’t clear with her mouth forced open.

The machine made a clicking noise and started to hum quietly. Luthor stood up and back. It was B13 technology and would bring the impregnated heroine to term in nine hours rather than nine months. Her belly would swell, her breasts would grow heavy with milk. B13 technology would even ensure her body received all necessary nutrients and hydrations. The predicted ‘litter’ of mutant babies was five. The Luthor checked his watch; work to do.

He stepped over to a control console and hit two switches; the first activated the Research Base’s PA system, the second temporarily cut out the white noise in Squirrel Girl’s ears, and replaced it with the broadcast.

“Attention. All personnel are to attend Lab Alpha-Zeta in strict hierarchical order. Excluded are homosexual males, straight females and all personnel who have failed standard STD testing. I wish for our mutant guest to be continually and roughly anally penetrated for the next nine hours and for this to only end when her waters break. Message ends.”

The white noise returned to Squirrel Girt’s ears. She was whimpering quietly. She didn’t understand what the voice meant about ‘waters break’, because there was surely no way she could be nine months pregnant in nine hours? Golly, it just wasn’t possible! What kind of dark, twisted universe could allow plucky young heroines to be raped for hours?

Two minutes later, greasy fingers were working lubricant into her anus. Luthor’s second in command on the Research Base, Dr Jackson, was a huge cocked black man. He loved busting open tight white teen asses. Normally, he just hired ‘research assistants’ and used them until they were too loose and broken, then had them disposed of. Another benefit of working for LexCorp.

“Hey, Bitch, can you feel my cock against your hole? Shoulda left you in your costume, I sometimes get my little bitches to dress up as Wonder Woman and that’s a ride and a half!”

Squirrel Girl didn’t respond, and he recalled white noise was filling her ears. Time to fill her ass then. Dr Jackson’s dick was dark skinned and veiny, and as he pressed it into Squirrel Girl’s tight virgin butt she couldn’t stop herself screaming. Her sphincter was stretched to the very limit by the violating. It felt like a red hot poker was being pressed into her. Dr Jackson gripped her tight white buns in his huge, black , hands as he forced himself deep into the teen’s unwilling rectum.

The tight heat of Squirrel Girl’s ass was exquisite on his cock. He met some kind of internal resistance when he was only three quarters into her, and had to use all of his strength to bust in and totally fill her with dick. His heavy black ball sack rested against Squirrel Girl’s furry crotch as she screamed hysterically. She’d never known such agony, and it got worse as Dr Jackson slid his cock out from the sucking embrace of her teen ass, and slammed it back in mercilessly.

Squirrel Girl’s Squirrel-agility was useless to her as she was brutally anally raped. All the 18 year old could do was scream and cry. There was a strange feeling in her belly too, but she barely noticed it over the agony of the nearly foot long cock hammering her ass. Dr Jackson loved seeing Squirrel Girl’s tight anus stretched right around his thick black meat, and he loved the noise she made as he impaled her.

Sweat poured off him as he shot his load deep into her bowels. He drained his balls into Squirrel Girl’s butt. Luthor had come in her mouth and her cunt, and now her arse had been filled with a rapist’s sperm too. Dr Jackson groaned as his cock pulsed and shot the last of his seed into the thoroughly raped superheroine. The superheroes could handle all the alien invasions, rape was all the cockteasing costumed bitches were good for.

And so it continued for nine long painful hours. The B13 technology regenerated the damage to Squirrel Girl almost as soon as it was caused, meaning that even with nearly three hundred rapists (including 50+ woman with strap on rubber-spiked dildos taking two minutes a shot) her arse was left very sore and packed solid with semen, but undamaged. The B13 technology even kept her asshole tight, so every new cock felt like she was being broken open for the first time again.

Even the lubrication of so many men coming inside her didn’t help the soreness much. Towards the end her bowel was almost inflated with the sheer volume of sperm packed into it, and her ass sprayed a geyser of cum every time somebody pulled out. Luthor ordered that anything that dripped out was scooped up, and then tipped over the Superheroine’s head. Her hair was soon thickly matted with jism, and over and around the facial mask was dripping wet. They made sure to get a lot onto her tongue as well.

Squirrel Girl screamed herself hoarse after three hours, and lost her voice. All she could do was take the pain and feel as her stomach and breasts grew. Bent over the bondage frame as she was, she could feel the weight increase hanging down. Her teen breasts became heavy with milk. After a few hours, she could feel kicks inside her. The monitoring equipment on the superheroine revealed that an egg split meant she was pregnant with a litter of six – including two identical twins – and soon it became apparent that all were girls.

The least important man in the research base, Janitor third class Jose MacDonald, (Hispanic mother had been raped and then married by an Irish father in the old Irish tradition), finally had his turn with the Superheroine just over nine hours after the anal rape marathon began. Squirrel Girl looked massively pregnant with six baby girls in her womb. Milk leaked freely from her breasts and as his boss, Janitor second class Wilson pulled out from her anus a blast of cum shot six inches.

Jose plugged the hole quickly, and gasped to find the stories of her ass remaining tight as a virgin’s were true. Her buttocks her sticky and skanky, but as the man who cleaned the toilets Jose wasn’t choosy. He took a firm grip and slammed into Squirrel Girl’s incredibly sore rear. He humped her for a couple of minutes when suddenly water began to splash from her cunt.

“Shit! I made her cum!”

“Dickhead! That’s amniotic fluid, alright, we need to get her into the birthing postion!”

“I didn’t come yet!”

“Finish yourself off!” barked the senior operative, as Luthor was summoned from other business. He had giving instructions that he wished to witness the birth of his six daughters. Strong hands seized Squirrel Girl’s body. Her jaw restraint was finally detached from the mask, allowing her to close her jaw. Her mouth had been kept moist by scoop up spunk, of course, but her jaw felt as sore as her ass. She croaked out a protest, no longer able to speak, as her cramped limbs were tugged from the bondage.

The heavily pregnant superheroine’s contractions had already begun as she was laid down on her back. A spreader bar was brought in and laid under her head, and then her legs were forced up and wide and attached at the ankles. Squirrel Girl’s wrists were separated from the cuffs with her tail, and moved up above her head. They were tightylu cuffed to the spreader bar, which was then attached to a cable. The cable was fed over another ceiling hook, and tightened.

Squirrel Girl couldn’t see what was happening, but she felt the terrible strain on her protesting legs and wrists as they were forced to take her weight. She was bent almost double, feet higher than her head, and in excruciating pain. Technicians crouched besides her, waiting to help out the baby girls as they emerged between her legs. They ignored the heavy flow of blood stained semen pouring from her ass. There was only a 25% chance of Squirrel Girl even surviving the procedure.

Luthor approached, and suckled one of her breasts into his mouth. The hot milk squirted quickly. He swallowed, and smiled.

“Get the breast pumps attached!”

Squirrel Girl’s breath was coming in short gasps. Even 13 hours of hard anal rape hadn’t prepared her for the agony of childbirth – God’s revenge on women. Her shoulders dislocated from the extra weight of her stomach, and she barely even noticed. Despite her eyes being covered it seemed as if she could see a bright red haze before her. Ungentle hands seized her breasts, and attached modified cattle milking cups. Her breasts were so full of milk, that they pumped out heavily into the cups, and down tubing into collection bottles.

“I see the first head!”

The birth went smoothly, but agonisingly for Squirrel Girl. The six girls looked just like human babies, as their mutant genes wouldn’t kick in until they were thirteen. Luthor watched them taken away for medical examination with paternal pride. With B13 technology accelerated growth and education, they would be the equivalent of 21 years old in ten days – older than their mother! – and smarter too, with Luthor’s genes.

The room emptied, leaving Luthor with the suspended, cum soaked, utterly defeated Superheroine Squirrel Girl. Her head hung down above her milked breasts. He tongue poked out beneath her large front two teeth. Her furry cunt gaped open after delivering six baby girls, and Luthor thought he could even get his bald head into it. Picking up an anaesthetic, he injected Squirrel Girl, and she was finally allowed to rest. As her body dropped into unconsciousness, her filled bladder released and a heavy stream sprayed down into the pool of cum on the floor.

Coming in the CONCLUDING Part 2: Superheroine Superteam Spectacular: Squirrel Squad Six!
Also, Squirrel Girl vs the Evil, Evil DCU Assassin without trans-dimensional disorientation!

Please review, no matter how many years after posting! I will reply here:
http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/17112-jaydees-review-reply-thread-comics/
- 2
- 3
- 4
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Ultimate DCU Assassin Vs...