Mighty MILF Ch. 01

Adam made sure to hold Mighty Woman's head tight. Her nose was smashed against his crotch, and he held her there until he could tell it was too much. Slowly, inch by inch, he withdrew, his shaft covered in the spit of America's MILF.

Thick strands of saliva mixed with precum connected Adam's cock with Michelle's mouth. The woman coughed and wheezed; her body desperate to get some oxygen inside her. Breeder X smeared her face in their combined fluids, obscuring the woman's sight by covering her mask in the stuff.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Adam taunted. He grabbed the woman's collar and brought her to the edge of the hole her impact created in the building. All the camera's focus on Mighty Woman, held by her adversary. "They're all looking at you, you know. It didn't have to be this way." Adam grabbed onto her uniform again, tearing it open just as it had almost repaired itself. Michelle's massive tits sprung forth again for all the world to see.

Mighty Woman glared up at him in anger. Despite her best attempts to be intimidating, it was hard to frighten anyone with a face covered in spit and precum, and a mouth she still couldn't fully close. As Breeder X began to drag her across the room, the hero scrambled to her feet and threw a punch his way. With ease, the villain caught her fist with one hand and delivered a swift blow to her stomach. Michelle collapsed again, coughing and wheezing.

"Look on the bright side," he said. "You won't babe to endure that anymore once you have my child inside of you."

"You won't... get away... with this..." she muttered between heavy breaths.

The villain simply rolled his eyes and held her up for all to see. The people below erupted in chatter. Reporters speculated on whether she was losing on purpose, men whistled and cheered, and women murmured insults. Mighty Woman tried to break free of his grip, but it was useless.

Breeder X continue to tear her uniform. It ripped further and further, the nanofilaments desperately trying to repair the damage fast than it was done to little effect. The opening went past Michelle's belly button and down to her crotch until that was exposed as well.

Adam ran his fingers against her outer lip, the fabric and texture of his under-suit doing their best to stimulate the weakened hero. Anyone who could zoom in with their camera could clearly see his hands doing this, something he wanted to be made sure of. "You've lost, you know. Even if you somehow don't become my thrall after I pump you full of my load, this will follow you everywhere. After decades of being an upstanding and moral guardian, you will always be attached to this image of my hands all over you."

Eventually, after struggling against for a while longer, she relented. There was no hope of her escaping Breeder X in this state; each attempt just drained her even more. All she could do was submit to him and wait for the poison to wear off.

Below her, the people were going wild. Cameras flashed non-stop and reporters shouted in an attempt to be head over the crowd. There was no doubt in Michelle's mind that right now, every television in America, no, in the world, was showing picture and video of Mighty Woman's public humiliation. The one thing she could find comfort in was that most people, including her husband, wouldn't be able to tell who she was under the mask.

Still, she did not hang her head in shame. The mature hero was too prideful for that, and she knew that giving in would only demoralize people. Instead, she kept her head eye, a look of defiance on her face. She turned to Breeder X and growled, "Do your worst, villain. There is no shame in defeat at the hands of a man with no honor."

"Oh, there can be plenty of shame, if that's what you want. I tried to be the gracious host and offer you a peaceful integration into my future, but you steadfastly refuse. It isn't nice to reject such hospitality with violence, you know. But then again, I suppose anonymity can do that to someone. It can make them violent, aggressive, safe in that mystery of that mask..."

With his free hand, Adam ran it across Mighty Woman's face, his fingers tracing the outline of her mask as he did so.

"Such a funny thing, don't you think? Masks. It's so easy to not care what you do when no one knows just who you are. You're a mother, you said? How would your children, your husband, feel if I slipped this cover from your face? How could you look them in the eye knowing what you're doing?" A finger slipped under the mask, not enough to detach it from Mighty Woman's face, but more than enough to threaten it. "This is your last chance. Breed with me willingly, or the world sees who you are, and you take my seed regardless."

A chill ran through Michelle's body as he spoke. For three decades, Mighty Woman's identity had been kept secret, even from her own family. The only people who she had ever told her mentor, Mighty Man, and a few members of her era's Hero Society. Her strength was slowly returning, and the mask had some security measures, but that wouldn't help against this foe.

Michelle stopped struggling. She let her arms fall to her side and hung her head. Breeder X was right. If she kept fighting right now, she would lose everything. The best option was to submit to him for now and wait until she was strong enough to take him out.

"Alright," she relented. "Fine. You win. I surrender."

Drones from various news agencies and private hobbyists had ascended to the level the two super powered beings were at. They wobbled in the air current, cautiously getting closer to the action. It was hard to not focus on Mighty Woman's chest, given just how much of it there was spilling out of her uniform.

Adam's fingers left Michelle's mask, drifting down to a teat and giving it a squeeze. Thin jets of milk sprayed out, once again affirming how the woman was built to be a mother. Adam knew that he needed to demean and debase her to break her, and he needed to do it quickly. "How can a woman like you not take joy in being a new mother? You were destined for this."

Just what 'this' was became apparent a moment later as Adam threw Michelle to the ground hard enough to daze her weakened form. He pounced on her, hands gripping her damaged uniform and pulling, the last of the suit's resistance spent. The tear finished, leaving the front of Mighty Woman's outfit torn from collar to crotch.

With a couple meaty slaps, Breeder X brought his shaft down on her exposed skin. Drops of pre splattered across her toned belly before the man pulled back and lined up his shaft with her entrance. Grabbing her hips for support, Adam thrust in, taking the first step to fulfill his vision.

"I'm sorry, John," Michelle thought to herself as she was violated. "This is the only way I can save everyone."

The drones hovering around them slowly closed in, and Breeder X did nothing to stop them. In fact, with his somewhat awkward positioning, it was as if he wanted them to get as good a view as was possible. After all, this was the inception, or rather, inception, of his new world. This was something that everyone needed to see.

The beaten hero didn't even need her heightened senses to hear the crowds below. Outside of the building, and all over the world, the masses mocked and ridiculed and lusted for her. Not all of the voices--perhaps, not even most of them--were cruel in nature. Some pitied her, called it unfair, but those were not the loudest voices. The loudest cheered on the villain. They hurled curses and slurs, and they complained that they could not see or that Breeder X shouldn't have her all to himself.

Michelle closed her eyes and tried to ignore them, but tuning out the world proved to be quite difficult as the villain's massive cock was forced inside of her. The inhuman thing, enhanced to be the perfect tool for breeding, spread her walls and slammed into her cervix. Mighty Woman clenched her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. Her fingers tensed, digging into the concrete floor. He was bigger than her husband and the other men she had been with in her younger years, but she could handle it.

Adam's fingers dug into the woman's plush thighs; his mind going hazy with lust, a side-effect of his creation. He didn't know if he had some animal DNA in him, but to say he fell into a deep rut would be an understatement. For lack of a better term, he blacked out during these sessions, his primal mind acting on raw instinct to breed whatever holes were nearby. There were only brief flashes of conscious thought that he had during these periods. But this other mind only relinquished control when it was done.

His body responded as well. His lithe, toned body bulged and expanded, muscles tightening and growing as adrenaline flowed through him. Most noticeably, with his heart hammering away in his chest, his already large cock grew in thickness. The slow, methodical fucking he had moments before soon gave way to a raw, base breeding rut. Breeder X's fat balls slapped against the MILF's immaculate ass, their impact rising above the din of onlookers below.

To say that it was rough would be an understatement. Each one of Breeder X's violent thrusts shook the very foundations of the building. Mighty Woman cried out in pain as he quickened his pace and his grip on her tightened. Anyone else caught in this situation would have been eviscerated before they even knew what was happening, and even the superpowered mother would be covered in bruises once this was all over.

"Breeder... you..." she tried to tell him, but he was too lost in his lust.

Michelle knew that there was only one thing she could do to prevent the inevitable disaster. If the villain continued to pound her like this, the building would collapse, and even then, he might not stop. Lost in this primal urge to breed, he might just wipe out the entire city. With a deep breath, she swallowed her pride. This wouldn't look good for Mighty Woman, but Michelle would rather have her heroic alter-ego be seen as a depraved whore than allow innocent people to die.

Mustering all her strength, she gripped Breeder X's arms and thrusted her hips upwards. It was a delicate procedure. With the two of them moving at near-super-sonic speeds, she needed to time things perfectly. This time, when he buried himself inside of her, she met him halfway. His balls smacking against her ass, over and over, as she repeated this process, created sounds like massive explosions, but the building stopped quaking.

She had to admit it felt good. Intense, superpowered intercourse with a man who had strength comparable to her own was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She could easily see how others might get lost in this pleasure, especially as his precum began to soak into her, infecting her with his natural aphrodisiacs. Still, she did not lose herself. She was a dedicated wife and mother, and a hero to everyone; she couldn't allow herself to fall victim to Breeder X's charms. Besides, it was hard to feel too much pleasure when the pain was enough to make her eyes water.

Some aspect of Adam hated these blackouts. After all, he'd never know what it was like to fuck some of these women. But there had to be sacrifices for his new world to become a reality. And right now, he was well on his way to pumping Mighty Mom full of the first of many loads.

He didn't see her appeasement to his urges as anything beyond her wanting more. Breeder X had pure tunnel vision, a singular focus where nothing else mattered. While Mighty Woman may have saved the building, Breeder X saw it as her wanting more.

With one thrust, he bottoms out inside Michelle. Adam's hands move towards her hips and holds on tight. He picks her up, still impaled on his shaft, and hovers out into the open air. His hips start to act like a piston, pumping in and out of the mother above the crowd. The sheer force of the impact echoed throughout the city streets, leaving little to the imagination of the ferocity of the duos fucking.

Michelle should have been embarrassed when she was thrusted out into the open. Hundreds of people now had front row seats to Mighty Woman's humiliating defeat. This would define her career for the rest of her life, but that didn't matter. No matter what else happened, she had to remain focused on ensuring that no one was harmed.

"G-Go!" she managed to shout through the pain and pleasure. "I-I-It's not.... safe here!"

She hoped that that would be enough. As she spoke, millions around the world were pleasuring themselves to video of her being assaulted; video provided by news sources berating and slandering her just because that's the most profitable thing to do. But even then, her words should carry some weight. Even in her compromised state, she was Mighty Woman. She had saved countless lives and had once been the greatest and most popular hero in the country.

Unable to do any more to convince them, or to even watch to ensure that they were leaving, she gripped Breeder X even more tightly. This wasn't going to be easy. Her strength hadn't returned eno8gh for her to break free, but she could at least keep him in the air. Beyond that, she had to keep him in this mindless state, guide him out of the city, and avoid succumbing to his cock, whether from pain or pleasure.

What Mighty Woman wanted was of little consequence. In this state, there wasn't much anyone could do to deter Breeder X. Each one of his abilities, from his durability to his strength, was cranked up multiple times to ensure that nothing would stop him from finishing inside someone.

To this bestial Breeder X, he was breeding a woman. Not a hero or anything of the sort. A woman who existed to carry children and little else. Her pleas with the crowd below were just noise to him, a distraction. Every time she opened her mouth, he made sure to deliver a few particularly hard thrusts.

With a sudden move, Breeder X rocketed the two of them onto a nearby building with enough force to send small bits of debris down to the streets, but not enough to punch through the structure. Instead, Mighty Woman's back rested on the shattered facade, and Breeder X was transfixed by the steady jiggling of her fat teats. Leaning down, he took one in his mouth and give it a hard suck.

If her pleas weren't enough to force the crowd away, the falling debris was. As Mighty Woman was slammed into the wall, her head crashing into it especially hard, even the most depraved and enraptured men, holding drooling cocks in their hands, were forced to take a step back.

Michelle tried desperately to push the man away. His recklessness was going to get people hurt, and that was something she absolutely could not accept. Dazed, she raised her head in preparation for a headbutt, but before she could strike the villain, he hit her with one of her own. His head crashed into hers, and the force of the blow sent her head back into the small crater it had made just seconds ago.

She slipped. The pain and pleasure, the shock and dizziness, they were becoming too much. Her body went limp, and she stopped flying. Her passive powers, such as her durability, would persist, but with a concussion like this, it would be some time before she could use any of her active or conscious powers. She was left totally at his mercy.

The villain wasted no time in taking this opportunity. His teeth bit down on her sensitive flesh and sucked with the force of a tornado. Warm milk gushed from her nipple, filling his mouth. She cried out in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. It was all too much. Her body seized up and she convulsed, and her juices sprayed across Breeder X as she reached her first orgasm.

The sudden tightness of Mighty Woman's orgasm sent a bolt through Breeder X. Her body seems like it was trying its damnedest to milk him for all the seed he could spare. His teeth bit down hard on her nipple involuntarily as a direct response. Not to mention the sort of reaction her fluids had on him; just like Mighty Woman, Breeder X had heightened senses. It drove him wild being covered in her bliss, so much so that his manic thrusting broke down the weakened wall into the building proper.

Despite his aggression, Mighty Woman's body just kept up with its grip, and it brought Breeder X to his limit. With a grunt and a hot exhale on Michelle's face, he came. He could feel all of his thick, hot seed flow up his shaft before flooding into her. Each jet seemed to keep its volume and force, not starting to subside until the fifth or sixth spurt. Perhaps due to some bestial genetics, his cock swelled one last time, forming a seal as he came down from his orgasm. It still twitched and throbbed, but it didn't get soft as the last few globs of his seed found their way into Mighty Woman's womb.

Mighty Woman, despite her best efforts, was overwhelmed by Breeder X's orgasm. Without fail, every rope of hot, sticky cum fired into her womb, pumping her full of the villain's seed. As the world watched, the hero threw her head back and moaned, unable to resist the effects of his aphrodisiac-like semen. By the time he was finished, there was a visible bulge in her stomach, just from the sheer volume of cum that had been poured into her womb. Breeder X, still buried deep within her, sat back and sighed. He seemed content with his work, having finally had his way with the hero. Michelle knew that this was her chance.

The villain's momentary state of euphoria was the perfect opening. Mustering her strength, Mighty Woman shot up from the ground and threw that managed to break the sound barrier before even reaching Breeder X's face. This blow would have surely finished the villain once and for all, but, as if it were nothing at all, he caught her fist in his hand.

A look of shock came across Mighty Woman's face. Before she could speak a work, Breeder X twisted her arm. Something cracked; she wasn't sure what it was. Michelle cried out in pain, but was quickly silenced by a blow to the face that sent her back down to the floor. The lust returning to the villain's eyes, he wrapped a hand around Mighty Woman's throat and squeezed, almost to the point of cutting off her breath entirely.

As Michelle wheezed and coughed, Breeder X began again. He wasted no time with a slow build up, immediately beginning his supersonic, pelvis-shattering thrusts. His free hand slid down her body, feeling the lump in her stomach, before stopping at a crotch covered in blond hair. His thumb descended further, pushing past her bush, and pressing against her clit. He peeled back the hood, rested his thumb on it and flashed a wicked grin.

Mighty Woman's eyes widened. She tried to scream for him to stop, but it was too late. His thumb started to vibrate, becoming faster and faster until it was barely visible. Michelle's voice caught in her throat. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Within a second, it became too much to bare. She screamed in absolute ecstasy, her juices spraying across the room as a second, prolonged orgasm hit her.

Super-powered sex was something few people would ever truly appreciate. If Adam was anyone else, the force of Michelle's orgasm would have knocked him away. Hell, maybe even hurt him. The sheer force of it covered almost every inch of the room in droplets of the stuff. But Breeder X held firm, just a little surprised at the force of her orgasm.

"That was one hell of an orgasm, Mighty Woman. Something tells me you haven't had that in a while, have you?"

It took only a moment of that gloating before Adam went right back with it. After that first orgasm, his more primal urges were a bit more under control. Not much, though, it was like a caged animal frantically clawing at a way out. Even though Mighty Woman's womb was already stuffed full of his seed, his body still wanted to be beyond a shadow of a doubt that Michelle was impregnated.