SEX-MEN

Tran (Lolita)

IC: Ouch. I feel the cold zapping my strength and putting me back to sleep, but not before the extra cold blast nearly freezes my nuts off. Damn, that bitch is harsh. Sheesh, if I could get out of here...... I start to feel sleepy as the cold invades.... If I could, I'd fuck her frigid brains out. ........


OOC: I'm going to be gone from here from Dec 20 - Jan 7. I won't be on at all. So I don't know what you're plans are for the holidays Khanie, but that's my situation. I love this rpg. :kiss: :heart: :kiss:

You got PM, btw. Merry Christmas (I think you'll love your present)
 
Professor Sex

I detected a psychic scream from TRAN. I knew she was in trouble. But it only lasted a second. Not long enough to locate her. However, It came from the direction of one of the blank spots in my scan of the local area. A spot on the riverfront, down near the brewery. We need to respond.

I walk to the Play Pen to check on the rest of the team. I hate to interupt a training session. I'm not sure the team is ready for the challenge that faces us. But we have no choice. It is time to leave the Play Pen and try our talents in the Real World.

"Attention SEX-MEN, meet me in the Conference Room immediately. This Play Pen session is over. Bender, you come, too!"
 
Silver-Tongued Devil...

...reporting for duty!!!!

I heard we have an emergency on hand.
How may I serve you, my dear Sextra?
 
Professor Sex

"All of you sit down.

"Yes, Devil, we do have an emergency. TRAN has been kidnapped, by a very powerful telepath. I don't know his condition but he is in danger. He's in one of the warhouses down in Sauget, near the brewery.

"Toy Tart, We'll need flight packs for everyone. Give Bender a quick training on the use of the pack. He's going with us.

"Ramrod, Tigress, grab some quick showers. You two smell like sex so much I'm having trouble concetrating. And I need to be at my peak. I fear we are facing our greatest threat. I've never been psychically blocked as I have been by those responsible for TRAN's abduction.

"Devil, get the van ready.

"We leave in 10 minutes! Get going!"
 
Toy Tart

"Yes Prof. Sex I will. Bender come with me." Taking him to my laboratory to show him the fight packs. " This vibe here is a lazer just be careful with it. The one that looks like a small dildo has a cream in it that fires far." Oh yes I better tell him about this pill, "Do not, I say do not take this pill till you need it to put in someones drink. It takes their's sex drive away. Don't be a dummy and you take it.."

"One more think, the thing that looks like a vibe egg, well, just don't use it on a friend. Because you will have the remote, you turn it on , hmmm the person will explode. So not to be played with."

"Now lets go find everyone." I hope he is careful with it.
 
Re: Hey AOS

Lance Hardrock said:
AOS, would Santa's elf like to play with my candle?
:p :p :p

<-------------- :devil:

OOC: Oh hell yesssssss....she would love to blow it.;)
 
Re: Re: Re: Hey AOS

Lance Hardrock said:
OOC: as long as you don't blow it OUT. Just take it all in. :p

OOC: I take it all in.....hard as can be and hot.:devil:
 
showers

Tigress enterd the showers as she was commanded. The steam and water flowed wicked and hot all over her short hair and body. Cupping her small firm breasts she washed the exertions from the day away.

In ten minutes she had to meet at the van, so that left a little bit of time for her to run figners down into her folds and pussy, and along her smooth bottom. Mmeaoooowww...
 
The Tease

I look around, giggling a bit at the fact that I had reached the Institute, and I look around somewhat nervously, having gotten inside the front door.

I dont know where I am going or where I will run into or who?
 
The Phantasm

The Phantasm watches the camera trained on the LIT. Something seems to be going on. A man the looks like liquid metal is hurrying out the main gate toward the garage.

"Hmmm...interesting...I shall have to see what happens next..."

ooc:i'm leaving the dorms tomorrow for christmas break. i'll be gone for a couple weeks...*sigh* i'll try to get caught back up then...and after i get back, i'll try to take a more active role in the story. See you all soon! Have a happy holiday festival of your choice!
 
Professor Sex

I sense the arrival of a Sexta-Human into the Intstitute. Are we being invaded?! There is too much happening all at once. I send out a psychic summons.

"You, in the lobby . . . Yes, YOU!!! Meet me in front of the elevators. Do not try to run. You are under surveilance. You have come here to meet me, so let's meet face to face."

I send a telepathic message to Silver-Tongued Devil. "Devil, another new problem has arisen. If I am not at the van, leave without me. I'll guide you psychically as much as I can."

I head to the outer bank of elevators, get in the express and press the button for the lobby. I must find out the identitiy of our visitor/invader.

The elevator stops suddenly and I disembark to find a very sexy young woman waiting for me.

"I am Professor Laurel. May I help you?"
 
Blow-up Doll

She had walked for five miles, and her feet were killing her.

After a six hour train ride to St. Louis the last thing Sharleen had planned was a small hike to her destination. But she didn't have the money for a cab and knew noone in the area. So she walked.

"This Laurel Institute of Technology better be all it claims," she muttered.

Yet despite the fatigue, she smiled as she saw the building a scant block ahead. It was secluded but still accessible, just as she had imagined. There seemed to be some commotion going on, as well. Sharleen stopped and contemplated her next move. She had read countless interviews with Sexta Laurel and knew she wanted to join Laurel's group. Sharleen had just discovered her ability a few months ago, yet the 19 year old was anxious to put her abilities to good use.

Suddenly, a darkly clad man walked out of a shadow a few hundred feet ahead of Sharleen. He too, starred intently at the Laurel Institute. All of a sudden, he changed. He threw off the trench coat and had he sported and...grew. His skin darkened into a deep crimson. His muscles compounded as his entire frame expanded. He went from 5'11" to almost 7 feet tall. He had a very animal look to him, almost bull-like. Perhaps most shockingly, his cock sprang forward and pulsed, easly three feet in length and four inches in diameter. Sharleen fought the impulse to receed into the shadows, but then the creature snarled and, in a extraordinarily deep voice, growled: "The SEX-MEN will be mine."

Sharleen knew she couldn't stand by and watch this creature attack the institute. She didn't relish the idea of confronting him alone, but she saw little choice. Quickly, she expanded in size to eye-level with the creature and ran after him.

"Hold it, freak of nature. You're liable to put someone's eye out with that thing."

Sharleen placed herself squarely between the creature and the institute. With barely a block between her and the structure, she didn't have much play room if the creature went for it. Instead, he stopped completely and just sneered.

"I am Spanish Fly. You're dead meat."

With that, he sent a wide left hook directly at Sharleen's skull. Luckily, the creature was slow, giving Sharleen time to shrink to one-half normal size.

"Spanish Fly? What kinda name is that? Aren't you missing the cheesy accent and wings?"

The creature stayed silent and pounded the pavement in front of him. Sharleen did a double handspring to put herself out of the creature's grasp, quipping "I think I should just call you bull, headed."

"Aarrrrrrr!" Was the creature's only reply, as he charged Sharleen. Instead of horns, his cock took aim for her midsection. Using her reduced weight in her favor, Sharleen somersaulted over the creature as it rammed into a nearby telephone post. "Thank goodness for that gymnastics training, I'd have been a shish-ka-bob otherwise," she thought, somewhat relieved.

The creature was only marginally stunned. As the mostly broken telephone pole teatered, he slammed it with both fists, sending it toppling towards Sharleen. Thinking quickly, she increased to full-height and caught the pole, before throwing it to the side. The creature's barage was not over, however. He tore the octagonal top off a stop sign and hurled it at her like a huge throwing star. Sharleen shrunk to mere inches in height, but still felt the massive sign wizz just above her head. At this rate she was on the defensive and getting nowhere. She needed a plan, and fast.

"Your pitching arm is a little off, bull-boy," she said (returning to normal height), "I think you've been using it too much on something else." She pointed to the creature's still-engorged member. She figured keeping the creature mad wouldn't give it as much time to use whatever intellect it had. She bargained correctly, and the creature lept at her. Again increasing to his size, she fell on her back and used her feet to capture the creature's mid-air momentum and flip him behind her.

Predictably, he landed on his head. Only momentarily stunned, he quickly began to get to his feet. Sharleen noticed the electrical wires the creature's rampage had loosened, and went into action. It was her turn to charge the creature, this time at full height, and she knocked him directly underneath the teetering wires. Using all her strenght, she hurled a shart of pavement at a fire hydrant, sending a torrent of water on the creature. Struggling to regain his footing and escape the liquid barrage, Spanish Fly didn't notice Sharleen remove the stop sign from a nearby car and fling it towards him. He did, however, see the spark of electricity from the severed wire just before it impacted the pool of standing water he was still immersed in.

The creature screamed as current raced through it. The wire quickly went dead, and the hydrant turned off, but not before the creature lay in a heap, unconscious (and singed).

"Boy, and I thought you smelled bad BEFORE!"

Sharleen smiled as she saw her handiwork. Despite the destruction, she had triumphed. With any luck the SEX-MEN will be out shortly...

Just as she hoped, some of their number soon emerged from the institute. They were greated with the site of Sharleen, all smiles, with one foot atop the still-unconscious creature like it was a hunting trophy.

"Avon calling. I brought all of you this month's special."

OOC: Since I'm not sure how the regular plot is flowing, I thought leaving the ending vague would work well. Feel free to choose whichever SEX-MEN are free to emerge and discover Blow-Up Doll. With any luck this won't mess up the story too much...

-Phil
 
Khanie

OOC: I'm going to be gone until Jan 7th, my dear. So keep me in limbo or maybe someone can play my part until then.

Merry Christmas and Happy Horny New Year to one and all.

Tran (Lolita)
 
Professor Sex

"Excuse me, young lady. But there is an incident out front that requires my attention. Please come with me."

I walk out the front door and see another young-lady, and obvious Sexta-Human, standing with one foot on a singed, smelly creature. I recognize the defeated creature as the amd "Spanish Fly" I wish I had time to properly cousel him in his warped sexuality. But that must wait for anohter time.

I speak to the victorious girl, "Who are you? I'm Professor Sexta Laurel. I'd like to interview you later about studying your special talents and abilities. If you will please accompany me inside, I'll have a secretary set up an appointment."

I turn again to "invader" at my side.

"Now, you, young lady! What is your story?"
 
Toy Tart

"Professor Sex do you wish my help with anything here," looking at the girl she was dealing with. Standing by Laurel side, just incase she needs me.

I have my hand an the stun gun I have. It is in firing position, and I do knoow how to use it. I love the shape I made for it a yellow dildo.

This don't feel right about what is happening now. Better just stay here for now.
 
Silver-Tongued Devil:

Having driven the van up to the front of the building, I see this evil "Spanish Fly" creature. He is a pathetic mess. I scoop him up, throw him into the back of the van and bind him hand and foot.
I think I will just take him back to the holding cell for Mistress to examine him later...

Be right back!
 
Blow-up Doll

Sharleen stepped in line behind the two women in walking into the Institute of her. At first she had thought both were members of the SEX-MEN, but she quickly realized that one was not. Yet being in the presence of Professor Sexta Laurel reassured any doubts Sharleen had.

Quickly she stopped paying attention to the conversation the two women were having and began to take in the sites around her. The LIT was housed in a stately mansion...with supermodern technology. She was anxious to get to know all the ins and outs of this expansive estate. As they walked into a large atrium, a young man and woman walked out of the side door. Sharleen smiled somewhat sheepishly at Bender and Toy Tart as they walked up and flanked their leader. She could sense Bender's unease, and guessed he was a new recruit just as she hoped she would soon be.

Then she noticed that Professor Sex and her mysterious guest were wrapping up their conversation...
 
Professor Sex

I complete my quick interrogation of our scantily dressed "intruder" and send her on her way. I would like to have had more time to question her fully, but duty and danger calls. I have a feeling I haven't seen the last of that "tease".

I turn to the team. "We've got to rescue TRAN! Let's go. Everyone in the van." In my rush I fail to notice that the young lady who defeated Spanish Fly hops into the van with the rest of us.

"Toy Tart, you are the tactical commader and weapons expert for this mission. Along with Ramrod, you'll enter the front of the warehouse. But be careful.

"Tigress, I want you to be on the flank. Enter the building like a "cat" burglar, from the upper level, if possible.

"Devil, I want you to follow as the second wave. Take Bender with you. And watch out for our rookie.

"Bender, no showing off. This is serious business, not a Play Pen session."

Suddenly I notice the extra passenger. "What are you doing here?! No matter. You can stay in the van with me. I'll operate the command post."

Devil pulls the van up to the front of the old waterfront warehouse.

"Well, here we are. Get going, SEX-MEN! And be safe!"
 
General Prude

Aaarghhh...

*INCOMPETENTS* banging his over sized skull against the desk...

Spanish Fly had just been captured, and only Frigid was in the complex...He took a look at his psychic screen and realized why Professor Sex was headed this way...he had established a block but forget to put anything in place of the block..so instead of illusion, that damn Nympho Professor only saw a blank spot...no wonder she was curious...and probably worried...
*Well, I can fix that.* he says to himself...

The professor adjusts the psychic illusion to portray an empty building void of any psychic activity...He then projects a blank space across the city at the Bill Clinton Intern School...Now, with luck they would be thwarted while he set up his team for the upcoming campaign...

*Calling all Prude agents..Calling all Prude agents...rendezvous at THE INSTITUTE as soon as possible...Frigid...you are to formulate a plan for getting Spanish Fly out of there...at once...*

Things had started wrong b/c of that idiot Fly...now the SEX-MEN would be ready...I must prepare for the worst....

*AND DAMNIT...COME PREPARED FOR WAR...TOTAL DESTRUCTION OF THE SEX-MEN IS AT HAND...*

The general goes back to over seeing the city...HIS city...
 
The Tease

I walk out of the Institute my photographic memory remembering all of what I saw, but tht not being nearly enough. I grOan a bit and walk to the rendezvous point, waiting for the other Prude agents.

"General Prude?" I ask using my mild telepathic powers, then when that doesn't work I use my cell phone.
 
Tigress

TIgress the cat girl crouches into the van on orders from her ...Mistress.
Meoww yes boss..!

She is wearing a black stretch lycra thong and bra that exposes much of her sexy striped fur body. She licks a finger and looks about her merrily, excited for this next adventure.
 
Ice Queen

"Professor, the surveilance cameras have detected some intruders. And they are "costumed"! I think the SEX-MEN have brought the fight to us! Should I attempt to move our prisoner to the alternate location? Or do we fight them here?!?!"
 
Toy Tart

"Get you dildo ready with the cream. That should knock them out for awhile. When I say fire , just aim at them. The cream is very strong. What ever you do, don't play around with it." They all like my toys, but they so like to play with them. I always have to remind them not too,

Walking against the walls, " Just have them in the fire mode,"
 
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