Dr Impotence Awakens ( and its about time, too)
Dr Impotence sits up and rubs the sand from his eyes. "Jesus . . . How long have I been sleeping?" He checks his watch. Almost four days. Hopefully not too much had changed. Hopefully he was still battling 5 do-gooders with his two allies, Chrisconception and BeaverLock. Hopefully everyone was still acting as they should, and not going off on their own, confusing, twisted storylines involving astrophysics. Dr Impotence had failed the astrophysics portion of his doctorate.
Suddenly Dr Impotence was kicked sharply in the side. He doubled over in pain, then looked up. Before him was a vision of beauty. Long fiery red locks tumbled around a angelic face dotted with freckles, mischevious green eyes twinkling. The flaming follicles ran down to the woman's breast's, bare, firm, perky, and irrisistable. A quick glance a little lower confirmed that she was indeed a true redhead. Between her legs an occasional flash of pussy was revealed, and each time he saw it, the doctor struggled to resist the urge to bury his face in that delightful hole. Of course, he knew full well the consequences of giving in. This was BeaverLock, a deadly enticement. She could make her clothing invisible or visible at will, to different people. Any man who indulged himself in her cunt would soon find himself trapped, as her steely yet sexy legs crushed their heads to dust. Dr Impotence had met her at Medical school; In gynecology training he was giving her a checkup and almost lost his arm. Now the two made an intimidating opponent. Dr I grinned up at her, holding his side in what he hoped was a manly position.
"Hello, BeaverLock. How nice to see you."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, you WORTHLESS SACK OF SHIT! You summon me out here to avenge your brother's death, and when I get here you're SLEEPING! I've been sitting here for THREE FUCKING DAYS!"
"Urm, sorry, BeaverLock, it was faedust, I was bewitched."
"Well, next time I hope they FUCKING KILL YOU, and save me the trouble." She aimed another punishing kick at his midsection, but he swiftly dodged it.
"Well, I guess we should be going." Dr I. hurried off, followed by the still bitching BeaverLock.
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Dr Impotence looked down on the city. What had happened? Renegade, Musicmaid and the Blue Eagle were nowhere to be found. Superbman, Creeper and Armist, along with several other heroes, were trashing a building, while a villain surveyed the scene from the roof. Another woman was interrogating passing locals, who had no idea the epic battle that had been raging. BeaverLock looked out and saw Creeper groping one of the newer heroes, and getting lava-slapped for his efforts. She chuckled. "He's mine. You stay here and don't move."
She descended into the city and strolled up to Creeper, who was trying to catch a glimpse up Lady Darrow's dress. Creeper turned his head and looked straight at BeaverLock. To all those around, BeaverLock was dressed demurely and modestly, but to Creeper, she was bare ass nekkid.
"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NURSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEE" Creeper screamed, leaping into her arms and fondling her breasts. "I Love every bone in your body, baby, especially mine. Once you've tried Yellow, you never go ba . . IKES!" BeaverLock grabbed Creeper's nose and twisted. ""If you shut your mouth and come with me, I'll fuck you in ways even you never dreamed about." She released his nose and strolled towards a nearby hotel. Creeper stood dumbfounded, then shrieked "I'm GETTING LAID!" and dashed off to the room.
Creeper opened the door to a dimly lit room. He bounced in, and flicked on the lights. BeaverLock was stretched out on the bed, a seductive smile on her face, her legs open, her pussy waiting. Creeper grinned manfully.
"Baby, I'm going to rock your world. GET READY FOR THE CREEPER! IT'S CREEPER TIME! CREEPER'S GONNA GIVE YOU THE BEST NIGHT YOU EVER HAD! CREEPER GONNA . . "
"Shut up and fuck me, Yellow boy." Creeper dove onto the bed and buried his face in BeaverLock's cunt. The vixen leaned back as waves of pleasure flowed through her. The kid wasn't bad, she thought, as she began to tighten her legs around his head. As Creeper's never-stopping toungue finally served a good purpose, BeaverLcok rose higher and higher, as the vise around Creeper's head grew tighter and tighter . . .
Dr Impotence sits up and rubs the sand from his eyes. "Jesus . . . How long have I been sleeping?" He checks his watch. Almost four days. Hopefully not too much had changed. Hopefully he was still battling 5 do-gooders with his two allies, Chrisconception and BeaverLock. Hopefully everyone was still acting as they should, and not going off on their own, confusing, twisted storylines involving astrophysics. Dr Impotence had failed the astrophysics portion of his doctorate.
Suddenly Dr Impotence was kicked sharply in the side. He doubled over in pain, then looked up. Before him was a vision of beauty. Long fiery red locks tumbled around a angelic face dotted with freckles, mischevious green eyes twinkling. The flaming follicles ran down to the woman's breast's, bare, firm, perky, and irrisistable. A quick glance a little lower confirmed that she was indeed a true redhead. Between her legs an occasional flash of pussy was revealed, and each time he saw it, the doctor struggled to resist the urge to bury his face in that delightful hole. Of course, he knew full well the consequences of giving in. This was BeaverLock, a deadly enticement. She could make her clothing invisible or visible at will, to different people. Any man who indulged himself in her cunt would soon find himself trapped, as her steely yet sexy legs crushed their heads to dust. Dr Impotence had met her at Medical school; In gynecology training he was giving her a checkup and almost lost his arm. Now the two made an intimidating opponent. Dr I grinned up at her, holding his side in what he hoped was a manly position.
"Hello, BeaverLock. How nice to see you."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, you WORTHLESS SACK OF SHIT! You summon me out here to avenge your brother's death, and when I get here you're SLEEPING! I've been sitting here for THREE FUCKING DAYS!"
"Urm, sorry, BeaverLock, it was faedust, I was bewitched."
"Well, next time I hope they FUCKING KILL YOU, and save me the trouble." She aimed another punishing kick at his midsection, but he swiftly dodged it.
"Well, I guess we should be going." Dr I. hurried off, followed by the still bitching BeaverLock.
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Dr Impotence looked down on the city. What had happened? Renegade, Musicmaid and the Blue Eagle were nowhere to be found. Superbman, Creeper and Armist, along with several other heroes, were trashing a building, while a villain surveyed the scene from the roof. Another woman was interrogating passing locals, who had no idea the epic battle that had been raging. BeaverLock looked out and saw Creeper groping one of the newer heroes, and getting lava-slapped for his efforts. She chuckled. "He's mine. You stay here and don't move."
She descended into the city and strolled up to Creeper, who was trying to catch a glimpse up Lady Darrow's dress. Creeper turned his head and looked straight at BeaverLock. To all those around, BeaverLock was dressed demurely and modestly, but to Creeper, she was bare ass nekkid.
"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NURSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEE" Creeper screamed, leaping into her arms and fondling her breasts. "I Love every bone in your body, baby, especially mine. Once you've tried Yellow, you never go ba . . IKES!" BeaverLock grabbed Creeper's nose and twisted. ""If you shut your mouth and come with me, I'll fuck you in ways even you never dreamed about." She released his nose and strolled towards a nearby hotel. Creeper stood dumbfounded, then shrieked "I'm GETTING LAID!" and dashed off to the room.
Creeper opened the door to a dimly lit room. He bounced in, and flicked on the lights. BeaverLock was stretched out on the bed, a seductive smile on her face, her legs open, her pussy waiting. Creeper grinned manfully.
"Baby, I'm going to rock your world. GET READY FOR THE CREEPER! IT'S CREEPER TIME! CREEPER'S GONNA GIVE YOU THE BEST NIGHT YOU EVER HAD! CREEPER GONNA . . "
"Shut up and fuck me, Yellow boy." Creeper dove onto the bed and buried his face in BeaverLock's cunt. The vixen leaned back as waves of pleasure flowed through her. The kid wasn't bad, she thought, as she began to tighten her legs around his head. As Creeper's never-stopping toungue finally served a good purpose, BeaverLcok rose higher and higher, as the vise around Creeper's head grew tighter and tighter . . .