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🕑 Added 2023-03-19 17:59:02 +0000 UTC“Oh, oh fuck,” Jen sighed, quivering against Kon, her convulsions the only stiffness in her body as it puddled against her end of the orb, boneless and sated, seeming to lose all the firmness in her massive muscles. “Ah! Yes… shit… Kon, you dog… ah, Power Girl… you lucky bitch… how often have you enjoyed this? Mmm… got him all to yourself… oh geez. If it were me, I’d… oh God… I already did… nnnh… still feels so good!”
She laughed, a purring little tremble of a laugh as weak hands stroked Kon’s body.
Kon wouldn’t ever have believed she felt so loose, so soft. Sure, she’d been plenty soft with him crammed into her lap, but she was still so toned, athletic, muscular. It was practically part of her brand. Now, being propped against her felt like sinking into quicksand… in fact, they were both sinking.
Room was opening up between Kon and Karen; he looked from her to Jen in disbelief and saw that Jen was shrinking, her exotic green skin tone whitening to pale normalcy, her muscles disappearing under that Caucasian skin, her strong features softening into pretty, less striking ones. She was going from caricature to live-action, like an old Disney cartoon.
As in those cases, Kon had to say he found the cartoon more appealing, but he couldn’t deny Jen looked good even as she unhulked herself.
“Uh, Jen? Is this, ah, normal?” Karen asked, her voice trilling with concern.
“Of course it’s normal. Look at me. You think it was normal being six foot six and having more muscles than Schwarzenegger?”
Karen shrugged. “It works for me.”
She rearranged herself, taking advantage of the space opened up by Jen suddenly being petite… so small that Kon could move around as well, inadvertently jostling Jen about so that suddenly she was alongside him. He wrapped his arms around her, securing her, and she fit just as well into them as any co-ed.
“Hey,” he said, patting Jen’s smaller, but still thrilling ass. Now nice and tight and, well, white instead of big and plush. Never let it be said that Kon wasn’t one for racial tolerance.
“Hey,” Jen cooed back, shakily smiling—maybe wondering if Kon was going to fuck her all over again, maybe wondering if she should let him.
“Hey!” Karen cried. “Now that I’ve got room to move around, let me see if I can…”
She squinted at the space where Jen’s head had been lodged a moment ago, pushing down Kon’s head to keep him out of the way. Since this pushed Kon into closer intimacy with Jen, he didn’t mind too much. She really did have a svelte, Natalie Portman thing going for her as a Muggle…
Karen poured heatvision into the spot she’d been focused on, burning it so quickly that there was little time for the red-hot heat to spread through the rest of the orb. Jen shrieked as the heat did start to permeate the orb’s skin, but Kon was happy to put his body between her and the orb’s interior.
He would have to be gentle with her, but it was kind of sexy, not being able to go all out. And maybe she would Hulk out sometime during the proceedings. That would be a helluva way to find out the foreplay was over!
After a nova of intense burning, Karen punched into the blue hotness. Now, with room for her to build up momentum, her punch really landed. The orb rung like a bell being struck—and them inside it—but another hit shoved the molten material past its limit. The orb gave, pierced and then splitting apart to dislodge them, all involved rolling out onto the deserted rooftop where they’d first been trapped.
“Freedom!” Kon cried, jumping up.
Karen looked down, amused. Jen had ended up landing in her cleavage and, at her new smaller size, her head fit neatly between Jen’s enormous mammaries. “Not that I think any of us minded the tight spaces too much, but it is good to stretch—“ She broke off, leaving the innuendo a good deal more insinuating than she’d meant. “Kon, what are you—“
“Isn’t it obvious?” Kon stood over the two women, laughing in relief as he pumped his wet cock, his eyes showcasing a gleam that Karen didn’t quite like—but neither she nor Jen moved. “Feels like I’ve been waiting to do this for hours! You two have had your turn! Now it’s my turn—and both of yours!”
“Wait, that doesn’t make any sense…” Jen began with lawyerly precision, before Kon came on both of them.
Karen gasped, watching the white-hot stream splash right onto her groin, joining the cum Kon had already plastered that area with. His ejaculations quickly went higher, and the feel of his warm cum slathering her mons sent a shudder through her spine. There was an immediate response in her folds as Kon blasted his seed right into it. Her clit swelled under the spraying cum, her pubic hair was matted by it. Her hips moved upward of their own accord and then she felt Jen’s hands reaching down, pulling her pussy lips wide apart.
Karen sobbed softly as Kon erupted right onto her folds, the heat of his emission making the old cum bloom with new warmth. She closed her eyes, not wanting Kon or Jen to see her rapture, but she heard Jen moan as she watched her cunt getting whitewashed.
Karen came herself, unable to keep her orgasm at bay. Her sex twitched with ecstasy as Kon drenched it. She bit into her lip to keep from broadcasting her enormous satisfaction, and fought to hold her hips still, not wanting the others to know how lasciviously she was enjoying herself.
Now that they were out of the bubble, it felt like the secret, intimate revelry was over… but here Kon was, dragging it into the real world, making them act as whorishly now as when they’d been so, so private. Karen supposed that, after how she’d gotten herself fucked right in front of Jen, there was no going back. They were all well and truly debauched. Kon had either made sluts out of them or shown them the sluts they had always been.
As last Kon finished. Belatedly realizing how he had neglected Jen in his unthinking rush to glaze Karen so thoroughly, he shook his cock at her, making the dregs of his ejaculate strike her costume. Jen let out a soft moan. Even those last few drops seemed equal to what a normal man would launch in total. And Kon’s manhood still was like a deadly weapon, even limp, hanging loosely between his thighs.
“Ahhhhh,” Kon exhaled in glorious satiation. “I needed that.”
“I don’t know if I did,” Karen said, jockeying her hips to try to dislodge the wad of cum that stuck to her groin. It was like Kon had heaped some huge tower of whipped cream into her lap, but far more weighty, warmer, clinging to her as intimately as the boy himself had done. Then a little aftershock of her orgiastic bliss ran through her. It found her inundated cunt especially sensitive. “Oh—shit—maybe I did.”
“You know what I need?” Jen asked, staring down at Karen’s flooded lower body with eyes beginning to turn green.
“What?” Karen asked, feeling like her eyes might be glowing themselves. Jen really did look good—and she only got better looking.
