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Harem Heroines	By : WIRProductions Category: DC Verse Comics > Wonder Woman Views: 132369 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Wonder Woman, Wonder Girl, etc, or future characters from established companies. They are used for parody purposes. I do not profit from this work.

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“Owww, my butt…” the half-breed brunette commented.
“Your butt? My head hurts,” the Caucasian female replied.
They both fell out of a portal, smack dab in the middle of a park inside the city. The half-breed wore a military wetsuit, while the Caucasian wore a biker jacket and cutoff jeans. Both armed to the teeth.
“Looks like the States, Claire. Wonder what that vortex was about. New weapon?”
“From zombies to ray guns. Zombies make the head hurt less, Jill.”
The pair dusted themselves off before looking around the area. Not a soul in sight. Guns at the ready, they were prepared for any situation. It didn’t take long for the wind to pick-up overhead, and a large beam of light directed towards them.
“Military? Did we end up in a quarantine zone?” Jill asked, hand blocking out the light.
“I don’t know. Do we run or stay?”
As if answering Claire’s question, the jet began its descent. The hatch opened up on landing. A solitary figure stood at the top of the ramp, dressed in fine armor.
“You must be Jill Valentine and Claire Redfield,” the woman asked.
“Who or what are you? No one wears antique armor anymore,” Jill asked, pointing the gun on the woman.
“My name is Donna, Priestess General of my lord’s army. I’m here to rescue you.”
“Priestess General? Did we end up in a comic book world? Where did that vortex send us?” Claire asked Jill, confused.
“You’re on the planet Earth, just not your Earth. What you call the vortex, sucked you out of your universe and deposited you here.”
“You know that sounds insane, lady,” Jill replied. “Why should we believe you? This could be an elaborate trick by Umbrella. Some new drug.”
“I assure you, I’m not involved in this Umbrella you speak of. My lord and master requests your services.”
“I’m not a soldier,” Claire commented. “I only know how to defend myself.”
“We seek many talents. Please come peacefully. This is not your world but it is not any less dangerous.”
“What do you think, Jill?”
“I don’t like it. Feels cartoony. Hard to put my finger on it. But it looks like we have no other choice. She has a jet. We won’t get far.”
“No zombies at least.”
“We’ll hear what your commander has to say, but no promises,” Jill said.
“Please come aboard.”
Donna outstretched her arm, welcoming the pair inside. Both holstered their weapons before boarding. Unbeknownst to the trio, a fourth person looked on from the rooftops. Her red jacket had a large rip from kissing pavement. Binoculars in hand, and a special tag gun zoned in, the spy shot a bug onto the plane.
“This new world got a lot interesting,” she mused, smirking.
X
Two sets of lips kissed each other around the base of the thick cock. Fingers firmly massaged a large set of balls, helping churn cum like butter. In front of the duo stood She-Hulk, legs chained but arms set free. Stripped naked, her firm, resolute physique added a living art piece to the décor.
“Don’t you two have any shame?” she said, blushing.
“For Master? Why would we need it?” Diana replied.
Diana and Kara kissed like lovers, with the cock a happy third wheel. Both beauties wore tight, two piece bikinis. Master ordered them to wear the revealing swimsuits, turned on by their stomach muscles. A rare kink, especially in the modern day with obesity becoming commonplace.
“Don’t you want to join in, Jennifer?” Master asked, stroking both girl’s hair. “They’ll be good. They need another sister in the pride. They don’t complain but I know their bodies ache for a rest. I’m too much for them.”
“I’m not a slut, asshole,” Jennifer shouted back.
“A slut sleeps around. Do you see any other men here? Have I ever mentioned sharing you with one? Has it not become obvious that I don’t share?” he chuckled.
The lovers laid out on a luscious bed in the master bedroom. She-Hulk’s confinement board got wheeled into the room for the front row viewing.
“Master, ignore her for now. Give me another round. My pussy is ready,” Kara purred, sliding her voluptuous body all over his.
He stuffed two fingers inside her cunt, feeling the goo left but half an hour ago. Lathered up, he pulled out and fed the treat to Diana. The Amazon bitch moaned loudly. Pussy damp, her own semen deposit leaked out onto the bedding.
“Fuck, Master, you never wilt,” Diana commented. “Our unworthy bodies need more training to keep up.”
“Don’t you have any shame or pride?” She-Hulk asked, unable to look away.
“I’ve never been happier. I’ve embraced my femininity. I’m a woman, and that means nothing without a powerful man to serve,” Diana replied, stroking off the cock with both hands.
Kara’s hands joined in but there was more than enough room to also add both of Jennifer’s.
“You see, Jennifer, these two will die for me, so what is a little romance in comparison?”
She-Hulk blushed again. Forced to watch the depraved fucking made her wet beyond belief. Twice she squirted without a single touch or hot breath. She didn’t know what came over her.
“Oracle to Master, please come in.”
“Looks like our special pickup arrived,” Master said, picking up a nearby communicator. “Oracle, how is my new package?”
“We secured them, Master. No resistance. The jet gave enough incentive.”
“They are normal after all. Were they well fed?”
“Yes, Master, well fed and ready to meet you.”
“Good, bring them to my bedroom immediately.”
“More women for your perversions?” She-Hulk asked.
“I can never get enough women. Their power is my power. I feed off my lovelies. A pleasurable, symbiotic relationship.”
“Why don’t you just fuck me and get it over with?”
“No fun. I’ll fuck you when you ask me to.”
“I’ve asked you for a week now, and all you’ve done is piss on me and feel me up,” Jennifer replied.
Anger filled her voice, and veins popped out of aesthetically pleasing muscles.
“You didn’t ask like a proper bitch. You asked me so that heat could disappear. I want you to ask me like a lover.”
“You’re deluded. It’ll never happen.”
“Then you can stand there, struggle about, and enjoy the show. Girls, go get cleaned up and get some training in. Loser has to do all the fucking but the winner gets all the cum.”
Both girls gave his cock one final, loving suck before walking off. Their Amazon instincts kicked in at hearing there would be a prize.
“My Queen should be here any minute with my two newest converts. No mutant or supernatural powers. It’ll be a new experience to fuck a normal woman. I worry about their stamina.”
“And what do you gain from a normal?” Jennifer asked.
Fifty-fifty, her willpower versus the corruption. In case she managed to ever escape, any loose piece of intel on strengths and weaknesses would be invaluable.
“I like you, that is why I keep you in the loop, my dear Jennifer.” He stood up, reaching over to cup her cheek gently. “I gain power from them like any other.”
“But they aren’t like us.”
“So? Power is power. A trick here, and strategy there. I absorb and grow, personally and my army. You think this is all some sexual fantasy? You’re a superheroine. You know there are forces in this world and galaxy beyond our comprehension.”
Before Jennifer could reply, the bedroom door opened up. Donna led the way. Powerful, confident strides lead the way. Jill and Claire followed behind, eyes glossed over. Jennifer could see the faint outline of hearts in their cornea.
“My King, I’ve brought Jill Valentine and Claire Redfield as commanded. They drank from the goblet of charity and are happily ready to reciprocate their gratitude.”
Master sat down on the edge of the large bed, legs opened wide so the juice slicked cock could hang freely.
“You two wish to serve me to your dying death?” he asked.
“I didn’t know what was going on at first,” Jill explained, “but after Donna gave us a drink to calm our nerves, my eyes opened up to see the world in a new light.”
“I never felt so free and alive, Master. I hope I can be of use. I’m not a special forces operative like Jill. I only know how to shoot a gun straight and ride a motorcycle,” Claire admitted.
“No, you have a resolute and resilient personality, Claire. You’re more useful than you think you are. But enough shop talk. I can see in your eyes what you need. You only have to take it.”
Both girls walked forward, flanking him. Four hands reached out to caress and massage all over his naked, perfect body. They ignored She-Hulk as if she legitimately were a live art masterpiece simply for show. Nails raked flawless skin gently, all leading towards the thick cock that hung freely in the air.
“I’ve never seen a cock this big before. I don’t know if I can handle it all at once. I think it’ll split me open,” Claire commented, biting her lip after touching the beast.
“It is a careful lover,” he joked. “It’ll fill you up but it’ll also make you feel like the perfect woman.”
“Shame there isn’t two of them. I’ve never been good at sharing,” Jill interjected.
“I can make fantasy become reality. All you have to do is kiss your friend like a wife,” he informed Jill.
“Like a wife?”
“It’s obvious you wear the pants. Or is her humbleness just a smokescreen for a wicked dominatrix?”
Jill ran a finger up along Claire’s chest, letting it rest under her chin. Staring deep into her friend’s eyes, she leaned in close to lay a deep, passionate kiss. Lips caressed, tongues intertwined, and hands rubbed all over goose bump skin. So absorbed in their romantic passion, they didn’t notice the cock begin to sever in two.
The cockhead split open at the pisshole, growing and thickening in opposite directions. Veins engorged with blood, feeding the mutation. It didn’t hurt, only producing orgasmic pleasure. The ball sack maneuvered along with its connecting cock, forming separate, solid units. Two cocks, equally as thick and long stood valiantly in the air. Flag staffs ready for their bearers to wield them.
Jennifer looked on amazed. The freakish sight turned the green woman on. Fresh juices flowed between her legs, and she couldn’t help but squeeze her tits. It took a moment to realize sexual urges kicked in out of instinct, and she forced herself to stop.
Breaking their kiss, Jill and Claire’s eyes lit up at the sight of their very own cock to worship. Both women kneeled down between his legs, snuggling up to the mass of manhood. A strong, virile smelling scent filled nostrils. The drinks Donna gave them in the jet were spiked with his cum. The first, logical step in taming his targets. A battle avoided was a battle won. But a spiked drink did not fully evangelize their minds to worship their new lord and master. It took the personal touch, straight from the source to seal the deal forever.
“Slurp…slurp…slurp…gag…slurp…”
Both women sucked hard, going to town on the poles. Surprisingly, Jill had the worst reflex of the two, forced off the majestic sex organ by a weak gag reflex. Conversely, Claire sucked down inch after inch, consuming her meal. Fingers massaged his balls, two on one. He knew the other girls would become instantly jealous the two newbies got special treatment their first night. But he also knew after getting double dicked, thoughts of jealously would evaporate.
“Master, am I pleasing you?” Claire asked.
Eyes begged for his approval. Claire contrasted greatly with the selection of girls under his control. Donna, Diana, Kara and now Jill were all cold warriors. Harsh and remorseless if called upon to pull the trigger. Oracle used to be before her current physical limitations. He thoroughly read the bios of all the girls selected for acquisition that Oracle’s scanning device gathered. While not a warrior, Claire could survive. Sometimes the greatest warriors are those who can walk the walk when dropped into hell.
Jill didn’t say a word, nor did Master, choosing to nod slightly at the question. Both hands kneaded the girl’s tits through her clothing. As if milk producing udders, he focused on their nipples, twisting them to squirt. Moans escaped the confines of cock sucking lips, muffled by the stiff poles.
Spit shined and polished, tongues slid from base to head, covering every inch of the delicious specimens. Both cocks were ready to be sheathed. Jill spat on the head, palming it in her gloved hand. She found one of his erogenous zones, by accident or skill. The soft material helped fire up sensitive skin, reciprocating the fondling.
“Enough lip service, ladies. Come up here and get what you wanted,” he told them, scooting further on the bed.
Jill and Claire crawled up, slowly taking off their bottoms. Smooth, sweet, fresh pussy lips glistened from mini-orgasms. Master could see dribbles of love juice roll down milky smooth thighs. Jennifer watched in awe the entire time. So quick were the pair to submit to the man, Jennifer felt a range of emotions. Jealously at not having both cocks to herself. Rage at being held a prison to a sexual predator. And fear; fear she would enjoy the sex like all the others.
The girls kissed again, caressing their bodies like lovers. As they swapped spit, they lowered themselves onto the rock hard slabs of meat. The cock’s tight positioning forced them closer together, facing the other. Hips dancing up and down on their own accord. Lost in lust, every kiss elicited a moan. Their new master looked on, smiling brightly at the delightful sight.
“Two new conscripts to my pantheon and temple. I’ll bless you both so Eden will reveal itself for eternity.”
Their ears ignored his words, so consumed in lesbian pleasures. Jill’s mouth sucked on both tits, rotating, while her hands danced around Claire’s body. Jennifer blushed, curious what it’d be like to kiss a woman.
“No, dammit, don’t think like that. Get ahold of yourself, girl. It is the drugs. This is crazy. He’s a drug dealer. Only explanation to this insanity,” She-Hulk thought to herself.
Jennifer bit her lips, turned on by how engrossed Jill was at using Claire for her own pleasure.
While the threesome continued, a pair of eyes looked on through the window. Standing far enough away to not be seen through the window, Miss Red Jacket spied with a pair of binoculars. She stole a local motorbike to reach the far off mansion. Having just arrived, this was not what she expected.
“Didn’t think those two were whores. And the green girl doesn’t look to be a willing party. Just who is this guy?” the woman thought.
A slight noise perked up experienced ears. Carefully, the spy snuck off back to the shadows. She quickly jumped over a railing, just in time as a punch connected with empty air.
The compound’s backyard encompassed a large amount of land. Mountains gave an excellent view but also natural defences from attack. Two entrances existed in the back. A ground door to the main floor, and the door to the master bedroom. Two large, opposite staircases went up directly to a large patio connecting to the bedroom. A secondary patio extended further outward halfway down to the ground, and only accessible by the same staircase.
The spy landed on the secondary patio, rolling to break the fall. The vortex didn’t dull her senses. Keeping to the shadows didn’t help, for she had to roll out of another attack.
“You’re quick,” a female voice said.
“You’re dead,” the spy replied, shooting a gun from the hip.
The bullet clanged against metal, ricocheting harmlessly away.
“Miss Ada Wong, I presume. We were wondering when you’d show up. Glad to see our intelligence wasn’t wrong.”
“For a military organization, you have a weird recruiting tactic. Drugged them up?” she asked, backing up to the railing.
“Experience it yourself. We were looking for you as well. A package deal.”
“I work better solo,” Ada replied, jumping over the railing.
Ada ran the moment feet hit the hard ground, but the escape hit a human wall. Ada fell over, stunned and confused. The sentry anticipated the move and flew ahead to block off the route.
“Choosing the hard way, Miss Wong?”
“Shit, just what are you?”
“My name is Donna Troy. I’m the Priestess General of my King’s army. We need women of your skills.”
“You look like you can handle the fighting yourself,” Ada replied, rubbing her face.
“You’re no match for me. I’m not a human like you.”
“I gathered as much.”
Ada stood up, looking around to find some form of escape route.
“So I bend over and get fucked by your King, is that it? Old school harems making a comeback?”
“He seeks the best and brightest to serve and fight for him in the coming war. He prefers his women to come willingly, but I know your moral compass is broken, Miss Wong.”
Donna cracked her knuckles, staring down the Chinese spy.
“I never liked playing by the rules. So what if I refuse this generous offer to be harem girl number XYZ?”
“I lock you up until you change your mind.”
Ada shook her head playfully.
“Not into the kink. Sorry, going to have to turn you down.”
She drew a small pistol, shooting up to the rooftops. A grappling hook fastened into the stone wall, reeling the woman up into the air quickly. The smirk on Ada’s face turned to horror the split-second before being speared in mid-air. Her head cracking against stone knocked her clean out. Donna held on, carrying Ada off to Oracle’s graceful ministrations.
The combat didn’t interrupt the fun inside. Jill and Claire’s screams of pleasure echoed through the bedroom doors. Cum filled their fertile wombs, and created a source of improved strength inside their bodies. Master could tell immediately by their hips pounding onto his cock with harder force.
“Fuck, it feels so good. My body is on fire. I need more. Feed me more, Master,” Jill exclaimed.
“Yes, Master, please, fill me up again and again. I want to grow stronger for you,” Claire agreed.
Jennifer clued into Master’s words, understanding what he meant earlier. Symbiosis. He drew power from the girl’s he fucked, and powered them up at the same time. It explained why she failed at killing him when they fucked.
“Keep riding me. You’re two new bitches in my harem, ladies. There will be more cum for you than you’ll know what to do with.”
Squatting on both legs, every thrust onto his cocks caused their cunts to make sloshing sounds thanks to the amount of sperm lubing them up. Their pussies were on fire, heavenly fire, baptizing their souls. The hearts in their corneas grew brighter, more defined, signifying their entrenched allegiance.
“Do they feel good?” She-Hulk asked.
“Their cunts are tight, and are milking me like greedy robber barons. They haven’t been getting any, I can tell. Their bodies are sex starved, loveless. Can’t you see how happy they are now,” he answered.
Grabbing Jill’s face, he made the cop look at She-Hulk. Her eyes glazed in love, tongue hanging out lewdly, and her wetsuit wet with slobber, Jill made a perfect sight to turn on her new master.
“I see your pussy is wet, Jennifer. Do you want release? Do you want to join them? All you have to do is push them out of the way. Two cocks for two holes, or two hands.”
“Fuck you and your damn perversions.”
“Maybe you want both cocks in a single hole. Your ass, maybe? Does the big green machine lust to be broken and made to feel like a real woman, something no one else could do?”
She turned her head, playing the tsundare card.
“No matter. The benefits of having a harem is even if one girl gets bitchy, there are others happy to jump in immediately to pick up the ball.”
He laughed loudly, but not louder than the new girls screaming out at another intense orgasm. More sperm coated their insides, seeping into their cores. Strength and vitality increased. They felt stronger, more alive, like they could take on the deadliest zombie and destroy them with the flick of a fingertip.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Master, keep cumming in me…No, wait…” Jill said, suddenly slipping off.
Lining up the cock, she used it like a hose, showering in the thick cream. The black wetsuit turned white, and her eyes burned in pleasure from the globs of cum lathering them up. The tap didn’t shut off, giving the cop bitch exactly what she wanted. Claire chose to take her blessing in her cunt, feeling her belly expand from cum inflation.
Jennifer’s hands had a mind of their own, squeezing her tits again, almost presenting themselves to the man. Her pussy needed release, needed pleasure. The depravation and teasing kept her on edge so often, fingers couldn’t do the trick anymore. Hours in the cell sped by like sand through fingers, desperately trying self-pleasure herself. Each orgasm took longer and longer, as vanilla self-love reached nil and void.
“Look at her, Jill. Doesn’t she look lonely all by herself?” he said, pointing to Jennifer.
“Yes, Master. She can’t imagine the joy in my heart, feeling your blessing grace me. I’ll be your righteous weapon. I’ll cleanse the world of the unclean who dare to defy you, Master.”
Jennifer shuddered. Jill’s sadistic eyes splashed cold water on her spine. Jennifer learned another important piece of information. Not everyone turned into cum-craved simpletons like Diana and Kara. She-Hulk knew she could easily smash Miss Wetsuit into dust, but the glint in the woman’s eyes gave her pause. It scared her.
Jill rubbed the cum all over her hair and face, coating her body with the invigorating concoction. Sadistic eyes fixated on She-Hulk. Prey to torment. Finger snapping brought Jill back to reality.
“Master, please let me take care of you more. What do you want me to do for you?” she asked, unzipping her top to let large orbs of fun to spill out.
“I think you and Claire would make a perfect paizuri team,” he told them.
Claire immediately stripped, tossing the shirt and jacket onto She-Hulk. Living art turned to furniture. Jill chose to stay dressed. Each cock got a pair of tits to massage them, and the girls pushed their tits together. Master came immediately, and quite unexpectedly. The erotic double paizuri made him spill another load of seed all over the women’s bodies.
Jill and Claire kissed and sucked all the cum up from their faces, tits, and the cocks. Lips sucked in sperm like a vacuum, making sure not a single drop went to waste.
The bedroom door crashed open, and a body rolled over itself along the expensive carpeting. The pair didn’t look up for a second, so focused on their current task.
“I found the missing member, my King. She followed me all the way here. Quite the spy we’ve got on our hands,” Donna bragged. “Quite the prude too. What do you want me to do with her?”
“Tie her up in your lasso and let her watch her friends have fun. I’d find it more fulfilling if she accepted willingly, like Jennifer.”
“Fuck you. I said I’m not going to submit to you, wacko,” Jennifer yelled out.
Donna walked over and slugged She-Hulk across the face. Blood slithered out of a sly mouth wound.
“No one talks to my husband with disrespect. You need to learn some manners.”
“Who is going to teach me? You, little girl?” Jennifer taunted.
CRACK!
Another hard hit across the jaw. The strikes hurt a lot. Being up close to Donna, Jennifer noticed the woman’s eyes were normal. No hearts infected corneas like literally everyone else in the mansion.
“You’re as sick and twisted as your husband. You’re made for each other,” Jennifer laughed.
Donna grabbed a handful of hair, forcing the green heroine to stare her in the eyes. She could see defiance and anger.
“You’ll learn your place soon, bitch. My husband will educate you, and make you see the light. Darkness will evaporate as the truth of this world is illuminated.”
“No thanks, I don’t need to join any illuminati B-team.”
Donna punched She-Hulk in the gut. Master observed the interaction. Jill and Claire kept up their perverse paizuri, spitting and licking each other’s saliva, snowballing it.
“Master, how much more can you cum for us?” Claire asked.
“Liters, endless liters for good girls who deserve it,” he replied, stroking her hair.
Donna backed off, twirling her cape upon exiting the room. Orders were given and required carrying out. The two prisoners had a common trait. Defiance. They bowed to no one. A time investment that would brook major dividends for her husband in the future. Even though it annoyed her to play the waiting game, it wasn’t her role to worry about.
Diana walked by, bruised and cut open.
“Where are you going?” Diana asked.
“To the armory to get a set of ankle locks for the new prisoner.”
“We have an intruder?”
“I took care of her. Oracle piped the alarm into my ear piece. Why are you cut up?”
“Master told Kara and I to go train, and the winner would get his cum.”
“If you’re cut up, Kara must be in worse shape.”
“She’ll live, but Oracle is taking care of her. She is not used to sword combat.”
“Don’t interrupt him right now. He is busy with the new girls,” Donna commanded. “Wait until he calls for you.”
Diana pouted but nodded.
“I’ll go back to training then. Do you know when the next portal will open up?”
“In a couple days. Husband and I have a party to go to with some old friends of mine. You and Kara will be responsible for recruitment when Oracle gives the go-ahead.”
Donna walked off to finish her task. A devilish smile popped up, remembering Starfire and Raven would be joining their new family soon.
X
Ada woke up on her back an unknown time later, legs firmly planted to the floor. Try as hard as she could, the leg cuffs wouldn’t budge. Hands firmly planted on the floor, she managed to push herself up straight.
“If I can’t move them, you don’t have a prayer.”
“Who are you?” Ada asked.
“Jennifer.”
She-Hulk stood ten feet away from the newcomer, looking exhausted. Dried blood streaked the corners of her mouth.
“Declined their offer too?”
Ada’s eyes darted all over the prison cell. The large, stone room was barren except for themselves. No toilet, bed, or food.
“Continuously,” Jennifer answered.
“How long you been here?”
“Don’t know. Never saw a date or calendar. Couple weeks, maybe?”
“Why are we here? This guy a major perv? He can’t flash some cash at the local brothel?”
“I could tell you but you won’t believe the story.”
“Try me, Emerald. I got speared out of the sky by that roman centurion chick. I can believe a lot.”
“We’re enhancement modules to make him stronger. He fucks us and absorbs our power. Kinky version of a girl I know. She can touch you and zap your abilities. Guess with him it requires sex.”
“I like to keep a high opinion of myself but you look like a brick house. Why me?”
“I guess different girls give different abilities. I can only guess. I don’t have the full story, just what I’m taunted with. Your friends are now under his total control.”
“Shame, a lot of heart broken guys I know back in my world. So, we just wait here until we are summoned to fuck?”
She-Hulk shook her head.
“He won’t force us. At least he hasn’t tried to force me. Humiliated me. Forced me to watch him. But hasn’t raped me.”
“Interesting. Not even the centurion?”
She-Hulk shook her head again.
“Guess we sit and wait for dinner time,” Ada continued, stretching before sitting down carefully.
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