Bruno stood outside the Marlo casino, an illegal gambling den, as he grunted, ruffling his feathers while looking around. He sat there speaking minimal words, simply cooing as he kept awake. On nights like this, he wished he had some music or a good book to read. Yet his boss, a villain who liked to call himself Beetricer, was on edge and wouldn’t give him that little joy.

“Dang Boss, on edge. The guy needs to take a chill pill. Besides, we’re in the middle of nowhere. Who’s even going to notice us.” Though Bruno shook his head, he understood a bit. Most of the crime syndicates were under pressure. Especially after some of the top bosses had begun vanishing, Big Penguine, the Whisper, and even Wet Blankey had gone missing. However, a recent development, the boss’s brother Foil Hog hadn’t contacted him in the last few hours. Rumors of a new vigilante running around not associated with the Menagerie. Though Burno shook his head,

“If it is a vigilante, they ain’t going to last long, usually when those creeps run around the bosses, and them Soughts end up working together to find those psycho’s and put them in their place. “Snorting more, He remembered what happened to the last vigilante, The Rookster, some mad cow running around with Skulls shooting up criminals, Managed to kill off NightWolf, in a brutal fashion. Though the sorry sought was captured after the big bosses let the Menageries know about what the guy did. While the heroes might not have liked the villains, they hated vigilantes more and gave the rest of them a bad name. So Bruno imagined the wanker wouldn’t get by long, especially if he picked off the big names.

“Sure, we’ll get em, besides if the tight patrol in the tights doesn’t, and we get this wank, we’ll get em, and he ain’t gonna be swimming with Queen manta, nope, we’ll make sure the vig, get’s what’s coming to him messing with the bosses.”

The door behind him opened, and he saw one of the bosses, Warhog, pop his neck as he took a long deep breath.

“All right, boy’s show of hands. What do you get?” The large Pigman snarled with his jersey-like accent and dropped his cards, revealing four Aces. He grabbed his thick, fat Cigar and puffed, watching the other men fall their cards in annoyance. In contrast, a rat smirked, dropping what looked like a royal flush.

“Sorry, boss, guess I got lucky.” The rat smirked while pulling the pile of cash. The rat was a sniveling piece of crap with greased-up hair, beady eyes, and small brown skin. With those bucked, sharp teeth that looked like they’d been broken and repaired too many times, he was close to needing dentures.

“No problem, Ratburge. Though I notice something, that’s your third royal flush in the last hour. How do you get so lucky?” Warhog said while chomping on the Cigar and snorting.

“Just lucky, that’s all, boss; it’s just a lucky chance.” He whipped his nose while stuffing what he could in his pocket.

“True, though. It’s hard for anyone to get a royal flush once. Hmm, I would hate to find out you were cheating me… you know what happened to those who cheated me.” He growled while grabbing his beer can and taking a drink.

“You do know what happens when you cheat me?” As if he was proving a point, Warhog crushed the can like it was nothing leaving a crumbled aluminum can and tossing it over.

“Now, Ratburge, the snivels, get me another beer while we change the deck. I don’t want any funny business. Got it.” He snorted more at those blue eyes, while handsome on the Pigman sent a chill of ice down his spine, while Ratburge nodded while running off to get the big beer.

When the rat was gone, another player Sharklord, turned over.

“Warhog, the guy’s cheating; why didn’t you just crush him now?”

“Normally, I would, but we need all we can right now, especially if the Vig is running around. You heard the rumors whisper gone, along with Icepenguin, we can’t lose any more allies, and a little rat like him can be useful if we need to inform the sups of this thing running around. With that guy’s power, he’s useful; besides, not like I couldn’t make that cash back anyway, Sharky.” He grumbled while crushing the old Cigar and grabbing a new one.

“Now we’re going to need to form some plan. I say we’ve got to lay out some plans. Beetricer, any news?” Beetricer, a green lizard with roses sticking out of his arms that were predominately bloomed, adjusted his mad doctor goggles. The way they looked to be swirling as they analyzed. Warhog suspected they might have been able to see what cards he had. But the fact the Doc had been on a losing street seemed to give him a hint that this wasn’t true. So he shook his head.

“Well, Warhog, my troop are preparing some new weaponry, as we’re getting troops ready hiring some of the more down trottings, though I had to raise the insurance to give them dental. I swear there are times I regret letting them unionize. I’m a mad scientist, not a monster.”

“Fine, though; you better be ready. We should send a few men out on the streets looking for the guy. I’d hate to have the Menageries catch them first. I want to take my time with this punk.”Warhog spat on the ground at that before taking another draw on his cigar.

“If it comes down to it, we need to. Now we’re just going to have to discuss how we split up Ice penguin’s territories. So who wants the Jungle district in Phillipolis?” Warhog grunted while puffing more; Bruno’s boss raised his hand.

“I think I’ll take that Phillipolis has a great polite source, and I’ve been needing to replenish my resources for a few experiments.”

“Fine, I’ll take over some of his muscles, and I guess Jocko there will take his warehouses. That should settle it unless there are any objections.” He snorted more and snarked as he shuffled the new deck handing out more cards.

Bruno watched more, shrugging. It wasn’t much of his own business, as he felt an itch. The pigeon wasn’t significant, just the muscle to protect the boss while the man was out. He didn’t have many powers unless you counted minor energy manipulation he could push into his gloves for an extra oomph in his punches. Other than that, he was doing his job getting his girl through law school. He hoped it would get them out of such a terrible situation. Plus, it didn’t hurt. The dental was excellent.

“Good, so anything else we need to discuss?” Beetricer raised his hand.

“Yeah, I’m thinking of going out and robbing Turmp’s casino; I figure the loser owed me money; I lent him to build the place. So he’s going to pay for it. I got my men set up for it. Any of you want to join in; there’s a ten percent fee to get some of the places cash.”

“Nah, not worth it; rumor has it the bug’s losing money; I mean, seriously losing money at a casino, how moronic is that!” One of the others exclaimed before everyone else laughed at the whole idea.” Beetricer nodded as he pulled a petal off his ear as got ready to look over the cards.

The Poker game continued. There Ratburge walked in. His nervous twitch seemed gone, that confident smile overcoming him, while Warhog looked back.

“Now, what comes over, you rat? Also, where’s the beer snort.” He puffed when without warning, Ratburge muttered.

“Oh, nothing about it, Warhog, though I need to get some information?”

“Well, spill it, rat. What are you so curious about?” Warhog asked while he whipped snot off his face while looked towards the rat.

“I want to know what a smelly Hog like you thinks he’s doing while having a warrant out for his arrest?”

“What the, who do you think you are, you no good, dirty rat!”

Without warning, Ratburns arm extended as it shot over, hitting Warhog right in the mouth, the punch sending him back with a shocked expression.

“Well, Warhog, you’re under arrest.” That was when without warning, Ratburn began transforming, his body from the pathetic lengthy creature to a muscular being, its face changing, looking more goo-like as it stood there looking at them with great menace. Warhog realized it was none other than Gloop, one of the Menageries.

“Everyone gets in here. We got bloody sup’s here!” War hog cried out as other sidekicks began running out into the room. In contrast, Gloop started bouncing around, dodging and going around the random attacks.

Beetroot, calling out,

“Bruno, get in here. We need more help!” As he looked around, summoning various vines, slamming them over towards the hero, who was starting to slam and throw other minions around like they were nothing but a joke.

“Screw that, and it’s one thing to guard a poker game. It’s another dealing with the supers. I’m done with this.” He was close to getting out of there when a voice called out.

“Hey, what are you doing, Bruno?” It caused the pigeon man to look back, seeing Axolotl, the hero of time, A giant Catfish wearing a helmet filled with water, looking towards the pigeon with much disappointment.

“Listen, Ax, I don’t want any funny business. I’m heading out, and I was being a bouncer.”

“Yeah, though you were working for some major villains, I should bring you in, especially associating with some of them.” The catfish crossed his arms, looking disappointed with the pigeon.

“I know, but I’m done; I’m quitting the job; I’ll testify I don’t want my girl finding out. I’ve been doing it for her.” For a minute, Axolotl looked at him sympathetically and lowered his guard.

“Fine, if you want to testify, I’ll take you to the menageries base, I’ll have to blindfold you, but we can give you some protection if you are willing to testify. It shouldn’t be too much of a problem.” The Catfish smiled as he raised a hand. Bruno would look at the fin and be about to reach over to grab it in agreement when without warning, Ax suddenly pulled away a loud yell, and soon nothing was leaving the Pigeon man alone, shocked but silent.

“What in the….” He muttered while looking around. It was cold and strange for a desert like this, and he soon began booking it out there. Not wanting whatever had just grabbed and ripped the time hero out into the shadows… Little did he know that he wouldn’t make it home that night— or any for that matter.

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Jiggles let out a long sigh walking through the door, her feet hurting after a long day. The smell of cooking gave her a wide smile as she could almost taste the carrots. She didn’t enjoy it, though it had to be done as she headed in.

“Mhmm, what’s cooking.” She said mostly to herself when she heard the squealing. She looked down and saw a small bunny girl running towards her with a smile that radiated light.

“Jiggy!” screamed the small girl who might have only been five. Who grabbed ahold of her leg? Jiggle only snickered while watching. The little girl seemed to hold onto her as if her life depended on her.

“Judy, how's my favorite girl doing?” she said, reaching down and patting her head. Jiggles fingers lightly caressing the back of her little sister's floppy ears.

“Doing good, momma’s making Carrot stew!” She bounced fast as she hopped into the eye level of her sister; jiggles found it impressive.

“Is that so, and have you been bugging her?” Jiggles snickered while she reached down, picking her sister up with one arm, a hard grunt,

“Jiggy, what's wrong?”

“Nothing, you’re just getting so big and strong. Whatever am I going to do with you?” Jiggles Snorted

“But Jiggy, you’re the strongest hero I know; you could beat Mighty Roar!” Judy spoke in excitement while Jiggles looked away,

“Well, I wouldn’t say I’m stronger than him, but I’m sure I could hold my own.” Jiggles flexed a muscle as she smiled at her baby sister, who looked at her with stars in her eyes.

“Well, if you don’t eat your vegetables, you might not be able to take on Mighty Roar.” Momma Rarity said with a wide smile brushing the redhead off her face as she looked at two of her ten daughters.

“Yeah, Mom, but you know Carrots aren’t good. Too much sugar, you know this.” Jiggles said while putting down her sister.

“Oh yeah, I don’t remember you complaining about my Carrot Stew when you were younger, Jiggle Jig.” Her mom moved in, giving her daughter a good poke.

“Yeah, well, I gotta keep my figure up, especially if I want to make the pros.”

“Oh, a little Carrot isn’t going to hurt your figure, dear; I remember when I was your age, I had carrots for Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and I turned out fine.” She snickered, posing lightly, showing her slightly thick body as she added, “I know your father still loves it.”

“Mom, don’t your old!” Jiggles muttered, trying to cover her ear while feeling a mitten thrown at her head, and Judy snickered,

“Momma through a mitt at you, Jiggy!”

“Yes, she did. Now come on, dinners are nearly ready, and your brother and sisters are almost here; your dad should be home soon.”

“Roger, Roger,” Jiggles said with a light laugh. She was curious how her bros were doing, while Her mom called out,

“You can tell us how your days have been here, and I heard you’re on a new team. Maybe you can tell us a bit about it?”

Jiggles looked away for a minute as if she was worried about something but shook her head. “I’m sure I’ll tell you a bit, but I can’t tell you everything I did today. But we have a new guy at work.”

“Well, you can tell us all about it, and I’m sure we’d like to hear about this new guy.” Her Momma said while Jiggles sighed as she wasn’t sure what she was going to do.

One week had passed, and with it, everything seemed to change. Spike finds himself no longer a nervous wreck. As he sat back, sketching away, designing his future super suit, everything seemed to improve. His mind fixated on the heroes he’d idolized in comics while making sure not to imitate any of the heroes around here. Spike didn’t want to be seen as a rip-off.

“I can’t believe I’m becoming a hero. This has to be a dream come true.” A part of him was shocked while he continued designing something. Webby had told him there was a chance the costume would change to adapt to his powers; even Minnie had said she would modify it for some of her gadgets. Yet Spike didn’t care as he let out a small smile.
-000-

Elsewhere Bezel was sitting in her room, filled with various images, mainly of the penis and pornographic imagery. The Bee Girl is smiling more perverted. Bezel loved watching porn; actually, it was more than Bezel loved anything that might have been lewd and inappropriate thoughts. A great secret she had managed to hide from everyone, including her parents, was that she had been a major pervert.

Yet because her parents expected her to be the perfect Hero, being the slut, she secretly had never been a part of the plan. Bezel imagined that was one of the reasons she volunteered to join his team. An excuse to be able to live her more dirty desires. Without the weight of being judged by others around her.

“I wonder what will happen if I combine these?” She muttered while mixing various herbs as she added pinches. Something that Minnie asked her to do. Bezel remembered the conversation She had with the mighty bear-mouse about how Spike was to extend his powers and produce more of his luscious cum. They needed a way to increase his production from where it already was. He was adding in the extra nutrients he would need for what he was already producing, let alone during a fight.

“Hey, slip shell, did you get me some herbs?” Bezel called out without warning. A gust of wind shot in as Slipshell appeared, her shell disheveling as she held various plants.

“Yeah, I got it, though I had to travel worldwide. I swear this better be worth it. Especially after arguing with a red panda, I swear they’re as stubborn as mules.”

“Yes, it should be worth it. Now I need you to stay here, alright, cause I’m about to test something on myself, and I might need you for something significant.” Bezel looked red as she began meshing the various plants Slipshell had handed over.

“Why, what are you even planning with that thing?” Slipshell asked, watching as Bezel began combining the herbs and random spices. Going over it. She began creating a small pill filling the capsule., She looked at it for a good second.

“In theory, if it works as it’s supposed to, it’ll increase his libido and stamina. I’ve added a bit to give him some much-needed protein.”

“So, what super Viagra?”

“In a way, though. I’ll have to test it out.” She reached over, ready to take a pill. Slipshell is almost curious about what will happen when she takes this pill. One of Bezel's stingers shot out as she prepared for more super lube, feeling she would need it. Slipshell watched Bezel for a good minute as she realized that the Emerald bee looked flustered. Her face got red as she moaned.

“Slip, slippy, could you pass me something from my third drawer?” pointing over to the night desk as she bent over, rubbing her arm, getting more excited.

“Is something wrong? Wait, is there an antidote?” Slipshell asked while looking around at the drawer.

“Just get it, ok.” SlipShell let out a hard groan. She panted hard, her hands shooting down to below her legs. Those fingers twitched and were ready to get her fingers going as she bit her lips, moaning.

“These things are working, maybe a little too good!”

Slip Shell reached the drawer and pulled out what appeared to be a double-ended dildo. She gripped it tightly, almost confused, while she called out.

“What the heck, A double-ending dildo? Why would you need one of… ohhhh.” A second thought came over as she felt a smile spread across her face as she looked back at the Emerald Alchemist. It was there that Slip shell realized what Emerald wanted her to do.

“Oh, you dirty girl, wanting me to work the shaft?” She licked her lips as she knew that Bezel was at her mercy.

“Just, garrrh, help me!” Bezel muttered, clearly flicking the bean, her fingers shooting down as she masturbated in front of the turtle, clearly having no shame. Slip-shell licked her lips as she adjusted her shell top a little as she exclaimed.

“Well, if you insist, buzzer, but remember the safe words, slowpoke.” She smirked as she suddenly shot at Bezel in a flash. You could nearly see Slip Shell in two different places.

Slipshell started pulling Bezel’s pants off, pushing them away, as the turtle smirked, licking her lips,

“By the way, call me Shelly, not Slippy; I hate that nickname.” Shelly licked her lips as she began using the double-ended dildo. The way the head of the rubber cock pressed against her slit. Shelly chuckled, clearly ready to shoot that shaft right into her. Then she realized she was missing something. Her hand shot behind her, and she soon grabbed the super lube bottle and began smearing it all over the fake cock.

“There gotta get this extra wet. I don’t wanna leave any burn marks.” She licked her lips, leaning in closer and giving her thighs a gentle kiss, knowing this wouldn’t be gentle.

“Just hurry up, Shelly; I— I need it!” She moaned out, feeling a mini orgasm, her pussy spasming from over-stimulation as she suddenly grabbed the edge of her chair, her legs spreading apart. Shelly licked her lips and pushed the dildo back and forth while giving it a buzz. Shell’s hand started vibrating lightly. Shelly watched in utter glory as she began screwing the bee, watching as she buzzed with each thrust of the dildo. She was getting an eye on it while licking her lips as she pushed in. She was planning to steal a firm kiss from her. That was when the phone rang.

“Crap,” Bezel muttered while reaching over her fingers stumbling to try and find her phone. Though Shelly teasing pushed her hand away, trying to mess around while she continued to pump the sex toy into her faster. A long moan escaped Emerald Alchemist as she muttered.

“Stop teasing me, and let me call.” Bezel moaned as she finally got hold of it and answered it, much to Shelly’s annoyance. Yet it didn’t mean Shelly’s job was done as she leaned in, licking Bezel’s swollen clit. Her tongue was licking it quickly as she started vibrating the double-ended dick fast, her pussy getting wetter turned on by playing with the bee as she used another hand to pull her pants away quickly.

“Oh— Oh, hi, mom!” Bezel said, clearly embarrassed as she heard her mother’s voice, almost hearing the judgment in her voice.

“Hello, Bezel; I heard you joined a team.” The Buzzing in her ear grew as she bit her lips.

“Yeah, I figured it would be good to join a team to help others out.”

“Yes, dear, but we talked about it; you would start solo and get your name there. You have so much potential; you’re an attack. You could do all sorts.”

“I know, but I still figured it would work. Besides, I’m also training a new hero to get started.”

“Oh really, and is this Hero a boy?” the snide in her voice caused Bezel to go red while keeping herself in check.

“Yes, he is. I mean, he’s not even from this planet. It’s quiet i— interesting.” Bezel’s voice raised as she tried not to moan, her eyes down, watching as Shelly was jiggling the dildo. She was turning around, her rear shaking in front of her. It was a succulent-looking thing as the Bezel turned back.

“Well, you better catch this boy; you never know, he might become the next big hero after Mighty Roar retires.”

“Oh, don’t worry, momma, I’ll make sure to get him to notice me.” Bezel bit her lips, hoping her mom never discovered that she had lost her virginity to that Hero. Thinking of Spike’s hard cock, she winced as she realized that Shelly was pushing back. Pushing the double-ended dildo in between them as she wanted to moan. More her hips bucking back as they met the turtle’s thighs.

“Is there something wrong, honey?” Her mom asked as she thought it seemed suspicious.

“No, nothing going on. I’m just busy doing some work. You know, training!” Bezel yelled out, covering her mouth as she watched that dang turtle smirk more into this than anything else as she gyrated her hips, then caused the double-ended dildo to vibrate harder. The Bezel is beyond turned on. She wanted more.

“Well, you need to keep up the training. Your father is doing well; maybe you should come for dinner this Saturday. Your sister is bringing her new husband over. He’s a lawyer!” Much to Bezel’s dread, the buzzing sound of excitement came from her mother as she fought off the urge to moan, her tongue hanging out while she shook her head.

“I’ll see you know how being a hero is. Never enough time.”

“Fair enough; well, I gotta get going. You keep up the good work!” Her mother was about to hang up, and so was Bezel, but before she did, her mother suddenly spoke up.

“Oh, and if you find that special boy remembers, save it till after marriage; we don’t want him to get the honey before buying the hive.”

“I know that Mom, now I— I gotta go!” Bezel quickly hung the phone up as she gasped stiffly, feeling an orgasm running through her like hot water. She moaned hard, feeling herself creaming over the plastic dildo.

Slipshell found herself pushing back faster as she squealed in delight as collapsed from utter delight.

“You know, Emerald, This has got to be some of your best work.”

“Maybe— I just have to adjust it a bit more, maybe make the effects stronger.” She looked back at her ingredients, wondering what she might need to enhance the effects.
-000-

Mighty Roar adjusted his cape as he prepared for a conference with StarFist, the international society of Outer heroes. He coughed in his hand for a second, sweating hard. He wasn’t looking forward.

“Why does it have to be the enigmas? Why do I have to deal with them right now?” It didn’t help that Panthy was on the other side of the room. She was quiet but gave him that look that almost read a want and desire. She wasn’t over her head as she leaned back on the oversized comfy couch as Might Roar gulped lightly.

“Um, sweetheart, could you possibly go to the other room while I make this call? I don’t want them to think someone is recording since it’s supposed to be a private event.” Though Panthy smiled, moving in closer,

“Aww, but Leon, I wanna hear my big strong hero talk during these meetings with Starfist. Imagine the article we could make?” she cooed, kissing his cheek while helping to get his tie fixed. “Besides, I won’t make a single word. Just listening in, it’s not like they’d know I was there.” She cooed more and reached over, giving his butt a good squeeze. She swayed her hips and got in closer as she licked her lips. Her head tilted as she gave him a look she knew would not give up. Leon loved this woman, but she was sometimes annoying when she got this way. She was a sex-filled fiend, and he wasn’t sure what to do.

That was when the holo-communications activated a screen before him, revealing none other than one of the Starfish commanders right there—looking at him through the black helmet with a star atop its head.

“Mighty Roar, It’s good to communicate with you now, sir. How are you doing this evening?” Quickly saluting the Hero, Leon nodded, returning the salute,

“I’m doing fine, Officer Jor; It’s just been rough. We’ve had some issues.” He spoke out loud as he let his voice hit the two-way communications. Leon was grateful for this, as most Starfist communications were designed so Jor could only hear him and him alone.

“I know someone else who might be having some issues,” Panthy said while she crawled towards him. His swaying as she played with her top, the way she moved closer almost made Leon sweat bullets.

“Well, I’m sorry to hear that, sir. Is there anything going on, or is it that one problem of the criminal Thoth, cause say the word, and we will take her back at any time.”

“No, no issues; we’re ensuring she works for her keep.”

“I need to earn my keep there, Leon baby; I’ve been such a naughty kitty. Maybe a nice spanking.” Panthy said as she purred hard, the kind of Purr Leon loved to hear, especially on those special nights, but he grunted hard while pretending she wasn’t noticing her.

“Well, if she has caused trouble, are you worried she might try anything else to destroy your planet.”

“No worries, sir, we’ll take care of it. I have some of my best on the job.”

“Hmm, some of your best well, maybe if you wanna try and be kinky, we could bring a few of your best in, and you can show them how the king of the jungle does it.” Panthy pawed at Leon, who nudged her lightly.

“Well, ensure that you keep her in line; you know how these things go. It’s her last chance.”

“No worry, if not, I’m sure I can take good care of her.”

“Oh, you know you could take good care of me instead,” Panthy said; lean couldn’t help but groan. The woman drove him crazy. He loved the woman, and if she kept this up, he was sure they wouldn’t make it to the wedding night.
-000-

Webby was quickly climbing the walls as she looked around. Her eyes were heavy with exhaustion as she continued hunting, Pushing herself into her work as she rubbed her eyes, clearly exhausted.

“What is going on?” Webby mumbled as she began noticing something strange; crime had been going down. Well, more than supervillain crime had gone down. It was like they were vanishing. Now, usually, this would be a good thing. Less minor supervillains would mean more peace. Yet it was too quick. It was like they had vanished from the face of the earth. It made her wonder if they were planning something. This wasn’t good if they were going to do something. Who knows what they would do?

Webby was lost in thought, and She hadn’t realized she’d started hanging in the air. The webs wrapped around her lower half. Making sure she didn’t fall. Webby remained lost in thought. Barely noticing how the silked ropes were flossing against her pussy, letting out a light moan.

Webby bit her lips as she began adjusting herself lightly. Webby wondered what was going on? She thought about the five missings, each with unique powers. While separate might have been damaging but all together.

“Crocky, I swear if you get them to work together as a team, you could have a threat similar to Might Roar; I wouldn’t want to deal with a monster like that.” She felt her breath getting hotter while trying to keep herself calm. The situation was getting stranger. Yet she would swing away, maybe run into one of their informants. Perhaps some of them could give her some information on the missing supervillains.
-000-

Minnie was sitting in her lab looking over the suit’s designs, sure it was merely a prototype, yet she made it ready for battle. The way it formed prepared to mesh into his body. It’s built with Kevlar for anything that might be fired at him. The Ursa hero shuddered, wondering what might be in store for the Hero. His powers were so random. She wasn’t even sure it would survive his transformations for very long. Yet she started with basics.

The usual settings where it could stretch took inspiration from the suits of heroes who could expand and stretch their limbs. Minnie even remembered an Ex-boyfriend who was called the expander. Minnie giggled, remembering being with him. Though what made her laugh as it seemed like the one thing he couldn’t expand or elongate was the limb between his legs. She laughed as she shook her head, but going back to the suit, she added Kevlar armor over the body’s vital parts for added protection.

Since she wasn’t sure Spike was even bulletproof, that was minor protection, which she might get into later and adapt, depending on how much the suit survived. She looked over at the glove with sets of buttons, something she was explaining to Spike when she had some time. But she had a feeling he’d like that feature.

She moved over and gave more perspective. The suit was utterly simple, but after a few revisions, she was sure that Spike would’ve added more of his flair; she just gave him more standard issues till he found the footing heck, she didn’t even know the Hero’s name; he’d even share it.

Minnie suddenly heard the doors open, her head shooting back, wondering who dared to enter her domain while she focused on the newest super suit. She turned around suddenly, seeing Spike standing there rubbing the back of his head,

“Hey, Minnie, I’m not interrupting you am I?” Spike said while cleaning the sweat off his brow. Ever since they got his training going, the man was excelling; Minnie wasn’t sure how, yet she suspected it was his shorter size since it allowed his body to build muscle far faster than most. He wasn’t wearing a shirt showing off his more slender frame. Yet Minnie knew he wasn’t done with his training. He would need to build his body off, but it was a fine start compared to his chubby side. The sups were doing real work on him.

“Not at all, Orphy, just getting your suit worked out; here, try this on,” She reached over, pulling out a part of the suit. “I’m going to need you to try this.” Spike caught what looked like a pair of underwear with a long cylinder attached to the end with leather covering it.

“Um, what’s this?” He said, more curious as he examined the object. It felt soft to the touch, yet it looked strange, especially with that tube at the end.

“Try it on there, Orphy. It’s going to be what we need to ensure your power works at full power.” She pulled and stepped back a few feet while Spike watched her more suspiciously,

“What is that for?”

“Well, it’s a prototype, and In case something goes wrong, I don’t want to get hurt,” Minnie said with a wicked smile; Spike just eyed her,

“Oh, so that means I’m the one that gets blown up; yeah, I get it!” Trying to overact while he began removing his pants. The wind blew against his private parts. He couldn’t help but look over, seeing Minnie peeking at him. Sure she’s seen him naked from their particular classes, yet Spike still found it odd that he was nervous about exposing himself.

“Well, hurry up. We have to see how it fits. In case I need to change these things up.” Minnie called out while she kept her eyes on him. Spike realized she had a clipboard and writing down a few notes. Spike just sighed, taking his underwear off and putting these on. He found it a bit snug, especially with his giant dick. However, found that when he adjusted himself. Spike felt better. His cock goes down the leather shaft. If anything, he felt silly. He imagined it would look like he had a permanent erection in anything skin-tight.

“Alright, they’re on. Now what?” Spike called out. He looked at Minnie as she smirked. Honestly, it felt funny standing there wearing this strange underwear.

“Well, I designed them personally for a special little feature,” She leaned over towards the suit. “I’ve added a special button on your gloves that when you need to push them and they’ll activate the underwear, once activated well… You’ll see.” Minnie gave a nearly evil grin as she licked her lips.

“Hey, Um, we can try this out. We really should test it on a—“ But before Spike could finish his sentence Minnie pressed the button, and Spike let out a light yell as he felt his cock buzzing, and within an instant or two, he hunched over. His cock suddenly began unleashing a stream of cum out of his member. His heart raced as he heard a light popping in his head. He felt himself being pumped quick.

“See, Spike, your powers have a little weakness that you have to cum quickly so that the girls can get ahold of your grit. So, I’ve designed your suit to accelerate the pleasure zone into your brain with just the smallest bit of fabric, and Hitting the button will send a jolt. Instant ejaculation,” Minnie smiled, pushing the button again. She walked around the shield and watched him suddenly gasp in pleasure, releasing another load. “We’re going to have to adjust the suit; after you ejaculate, the cum will be transferred towards the base of your pants and well.”

She leaned in and pressed the button. Spike was hit with another wave of pleasure as he creamed himself for the third time. Though this one wasn’t as large as the first two. Spike looked down and realized that three vials of his hot jizz popped out of his underwear as he saw green lights flashing.

“Boom, instant vials you can toss to one of the girls to drink, and you’ve got your powers. Once I add a center fuse to it. A mini-transporter, we can have it travel a bit of a distance, maybe a hundred feet, so that we don’t need to be in the exact location as you,” She leaned in, kissing his neck with a slight smirk as she caressed his thigh.

Minnie slipped a finger around the vials as she took them off his pants. “Don’t need to break these off by accident.” Nuzzling into him as she caressed his side, it was clear she had learned a lot from their lessons, and the mouse was getting bolder with the human.

“Yeah, the last thing I need is to stab myself with shards of glass with my jizz in it.” He moaned, feeling her nuzzle him; the short stack was incredible.

“Hey now, don’t start something you are unwilling to finish.” A voice called out as Spike nearly jumped out of his skin. Hammer and Thoth were standing on the other side of the room, laughing with bemusement.

“Sorry, the guys, I didn’t realize you were even there,” Spike said with a chuckle as he stood in his underwear, looking like he was sporting a chub.

“Hey, don’t let us distract you if you wanna have a go, but I’m watching,” Hammer snickered while winking. “How to be young and able to have the energy to continue on this poor old girl.”

“Well, I mean, we could always.”

“No, no, not enough time. Besides, I’ve talked to the higher-ups, and they’re suggesting he’s ready for some supervised patrolling, so suit up, big boy, ’cause you’re going to be playing Hero today.” Hammer licked her lip, curious about how his suit would look.

“Oh, this is going to be good. Let’s see what destruction and chaos we can get— GAHHH!” suddenly, Thoth tensed up as if she was being given a shock of a lifetime as she fell right down onto the ground. Spike ran over to check up on her.

“Thoth you ok?” Spike went over to check on the strange bat girl and suddenly pulled herself up. Thoth gave him a thumbs up while chuckling, “What the heck happened there?”

“Oh, Thoth was getting a little over the edge with what she was saying, and a part of her deal was if she found herself going over the edge and acting villainess, she would get an electric shock that hit her with 3.2 gigawatts of energy.”

“3.2 gigawatts; what the heck are you trying to send her back in time?” Spike said, more shocked than anything by such a stunning bit of knowledge.

“It’s fine; I dealt with so much worst with Starfist. I once flew into a cosmic storm and was hit by space lightning. It’s nothing compared to that.” Thoth giggled like a mad bat as her hair stuck in the air. Spike might have found it funny if it wasn’t so terrifying.

“What have I gotten myself into?” He found himself asking, Just shocked by the situation he was getting in.
“You’ll get used to it besides; we better get you suited up; I’ll also get the popcorn; it’s fun seeing what the new guys do to show off being a hero,” Hammer said while slapping Spike on the butt for good luck.

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