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Boys’ Locker Room

The orgy with the girls and flaunting her superpowered superiority had left Dana hornier than when the tryst had started. The only solution was to find some dicks and then prove their worthlessness in the face of her beauty. The thought alone made her want to stop mid stride and masturbate herself to a nice gooey orgasm. But she held off.

“Dana...” Oliver writhed as he tagged behind his superpowered, font of all beauty mistress. She appeared to be walking over the grass to the boy’s locker room, but those long legged strides of hers were so graceful, so far reaching, and so effortless! All the while, he was struggling in a half sprint to keep up with, what to Dana, must have been a languid pace. “You can’t go into... the boys’ locker room...”

The stunning redhead turned around to face Oliver while continuing to run backwards with as much grace as she had forwards. Her breasts bounced against her skin tight t-shirt, the formerly loose cotton rag now transformed into a sleek, almost alien looking material that clung to her every enviable curve and put them on display in glorious fashion.

“Who’s going to stop me?” Dana taunted as her well-shaped legs continued to pump with no sign of strain. “You?” She cackled. “And keep up!”

Oliver whined and increased his pace per Dana’s orders despite the burning of his ragged, overtaxed lungs.

“As if anyone could stop...” Dana ran her hands over her absurdly exaggerated curves, tracing the contours of her torso and the staggeringly full mounds of her breasts, “..this.” She capped it off with a single bicep flex, showing off a beautifully toned arm that belied how much strength she actually wielded.

He just huffed and puffed as he stared wordlessly while chasing after her.

“Didn’t think so!” Dana shrugged, making her huge breasts bounce lasciviously, stretching the impossible fabric that covered her torso while her perfect nipples still poked right through them. “Last one there gets to break the other’s arm!” Dana declared gleefully.

Oliver’s face turned to an expression of horror as Dana just continued to wave at him while backpedaling twice as fast as before. She must’ve been traveling faster than a car!

Needless to say, Dana beat him to the boys’ locker room by a good thirty seconds. He feared what she would do in that time, but he couldn’t stop himself from going to see.

Huffing for air with sweat dripping down his chin, Oliver reached for the door handle before reflexively pulling his hand back. It was ice cold, and he could feel the stinging burn from the extreme temperature! Gingerly avoiding the affected area, he squeezed himself against the door to peek through the narrow vertical window in the door.

Before he could see anything, Dana’s hyper gorgeous face and glowing green eyes blurred right in front of the barrier.

“I thought you’d never make it!” Dana chirped.

The door handle creaked and screamed as the mechanism turned. Dana swung open the door as Oliver looked at her long fingers and beautiful palm, dominating that inexplicably frozen piece of metal which she held indifferently in her perfect, super strong hand.

“Come on, you fucking perv. You can watch me rape everyone,” she declared as the room full of boys, one of whom appeared to be battered and out cold, stared at her in terror. And more than a bit of lust.

“What did you... do...” Oliver gasped.

“You mean this?” Dana laughed as she brought the frozen piece of metal to her lips and began to lash at it with her flexing tongue.

Oliver winced involuntarily even as he got hard watching Dana lasciviously lick the frozen metal. He expected the flesh of her tongue to stick to it, ripping and tearing as it trailed across the angular handle. But her moist, super sexual tongue was wholly unaffected as her sweet saliva added to the frozen mess that was the doorknob.

Another flick of her tongue, and Dana shattered the little bent piece at the end.

“Oopth,” Dana giggled. “You know how I have superbreath now? Those girls can always generate air at extreme temperatures, so I thought I’d try it too. I bet you think I’m a bitch or something. But I could turn this whole room into a frozen meat locker if I wanted! Instead, I’m just gonna fuck every boy in here and make sure they’re so broken they can’t play their stupid sport this year. All while falling desperately in love with my body. Is that so cruel?” Dana smirked arrogantly at Oliver.

“What the fuck! She’s just a girl! Come on guys, let’s get her!” a boy from behind shouted.

“Don’t interrupt me while I’m speaking!” Dana chastised.

She turned her head, looking over her shoulder as her thick lips turned from sneering disapproval into a sly, crooked smile. Pursing them slowly, letting the anticipation build, Dana exhaled softly, letting her sweet, warm breath buffet the boy who had dared suggest that they make a move against her.

His thick head of hair began to ruffle as he grimaced, both against the wanton scent of her overpowering sexual pheromones as well as the sheer, brute force wind Dana was generating with her lazy puff. He lost on both accounts, shuddering as his hips bucked while a deep stain appeared on the crotch of his shorts, all while his feet left the floor as he was carried through the air as if he’d been hit by a wrecking ball right in the chest.

His flight was brief, but the pleasure was eternal. As thick jets of his semen pumped through his churning testicles thanks to the power of Dana’s pheromones, his back slammed into the wall before her fragrant windstorm straightened out his limbs and mashed his whole body upright against the wall. He continued to try to thrust his hips, not of his own volition, but he couldn’t move a single inch of his helpless, bruised body. Dana raised her immaculately sculpted eyebrows as she let the air flow from her lungs, extending his orgasm unnaturally.

When he had passed out from both pain and pleasure, she finally relented and closed her lovely, thick lips. His spasming immobile body finally fell to the floor as his brain shut down from the painful pleasure Dana had given him.

“I’m so fucking sexy, aren’t I?” Dana turned back to Oliver and cheered with genuine joy. “And as for this... this is how I did it.”

Dana placed her hand on the dangerously cold door and pushed it back against the wall. Then, she took the remains of the door handle and placed both of her palms on either end of it, pressing and squashing it with her palms before curling her fingers over it to both mold and heat up the solid metal. Her hands became a blur as she worked the thing until even Oliver could feel, could see the glow of the heat generated between her hands.

“So... strong...” Oliver groaned as Dana’s command for him to find her superpowers arousing took root in his mind, making him surge to full mast. Dana peeked at his erection tenting his shorts as her green eyes glowed briefly.

“Nice. Precum. I like how my tit control makes you do things I don’t even expect,” Dana smiled.

“Did you...” Oliver gasped.

“X-ray vision,” Dana cackled.

Oliver came at her declaration.

“I fucking rule,” Dana declared as she finished molding the metal like molten clay. She held out her hand to let a recovering Oliver admire it before showing it to the other boys.

“And then I just do this...”

Dana moved slowly enough for Oliver to see, mashing the ball of mangled metal against the hole in the door. She extended a long index finger and began to push and prod it into place, making sure the putty-like material fit perfectly into the hole she had left. After she had smeared it to her satisfaction, Dana withdrew her hand and wiped it against her beautifully sculpted thigh, then pursed her lips once more and blew a breath of frozen air at the completely smooth, knobless door.

The breath that emanated from her beautiful body was a visible cone of white and blue, icing over the malleable metal, causing it to expand and crack the inside of its wooden frame.

“Fucking cool, isn’t it?” Dana chuckled at her own pun.

“Oh my god,” Oliver gasped, his slimy, wet, just finished cock began to surge to the occasion once more.

“Nice,” Dana nodded. “Oh, and I did say winners gets to break the loser’s arm. So...”

Dana nudged the toe of her left shoe against Oliver’s bicep, causing him to scream out in pain as a deep blue and purple bruise began to form on his flesh.

“You probably won’t even feel the pain once I get to work here! You’re gonna come so much from watching me dominate these little fuckboys!” Dana laughed.

Oliver could only gingerly grasp at his left arm, fighting back tears of intense pain. The break must have been relatively minor. He was secretly thankful.

“Now, where do I start...” Dana began to survey the buffet before her. “How about... you!”

“You’re crazy! You can’t...!” he protested.

“Oh yeah?” Dana plunged a long finger from each hand down the front of her shirt, in between her engulfing breasts, and pulled them in opposite directions. The sheer, stretchy material burst apart, turning back into a plain cheap cotton tee once it finished the honor of being in contact with her warm, silky skin and being transformed by her power. “So you’re saying you don’t want...” she traced the backs of her hands along her absurdly exaggerated hourglass figure for someone as wickedly fit as she. “...any of this?” she purred.

He gulped.

“Well, since you were rude to me, no fucking for you!” Dana repeated the same trick by sticking her fingers into her lycra shorts and ripped those apart as well, enjoying a collective gasp of lust from all of her audience when she revealed her bare pussy in all its glorious detail.

Walking up to him, Dana deftly ducked out of the way of his pathetic punch. It was such a graceful, effortless movement, but to an outsider, her movement looked absolutely choreographed. How could she have known how and where to move so quickly?

As his fist swung over her shoulder, she stood back up from her half hunched over position, letting her collarbone bump his arm. The little nudge lifted his whole body up while painfully bruising his bone. At superspeed, she stepped out of her shoes and tapped the back of his heel with her left toe, both breaking his foot and sweeping him off both feet, sending him falling to the floor.

“What an idiot!” Dana taunted as she stepped on his cheek. He twisted under the pressure of her silky foot as she applied only minimal contact with her beautifully arched foot and those fragrant toes, but no matter what he tried, he couldn’t break free from Dana’s prison.

“That’s right! Fight me! Struggle!” Dana laughed as he grabbed her slim, delicate ankle and wrenched for all he was worth. All to no avail. “If you don’t satisfy me, I’ll squash your skull! See...”

With her other feet, she curled the balls of her toes, carving five distinct grooves into the concrete. A jolt of pain shot through his face and forced him to close his eyes, so he missed witnessing the next feat, but he could hear it. There was a loud crack of concrete that accompanied the ringing sound in his head, and when the pressure let up once more, he could see that Dana had stomped her heel into the ground, leaving a huge web of cracks.

“Please! Let me go!” he struggled to speak.

“That’s more like it!” Dana laughed as she continued to apply pressure.

“It... hurts!”

“Of course it does! I’m barely even stepping! You poor thing. Don’t you regret insulting me, you fucking pathetic fuck? I’m going to fuck everyone else here, but you’re the only one who gets to be my footstool! What are you, gay?”

“Not... gay!” he did his best to protest. He wasn’t sure what Dana wanted, but as far as he squirmed, maybe she wouldn’t kill him.

“Ooh, not gay it is!” Dana brought her other ankle in to check his groin. He was rock hard. “What are you, a dirty foot fetish freak? Hey boys, look at your teammate! Look out, he’s gonna sniff your socks and fucking jizz into it!” Dana cackled.

“N-no!” he protested, but he only got harder.

“So turned on! You’re gonna come for my pretty feet!” Dana taunted.

She didn’t know if he really was a foot fetishist, nor did she care. Taking her foot off of his face for a brief second, she nudged his chin, dislocating his jaw in the process. While he yelled in pain, Dana blew a dense, saturated gust of pheromones down toward his face and shoved her clean, flawless toes right into his gaping mouth.

He began to orgasm in huge gouts.

“Suck, little perv, suck!” she laughed as she wiggled his toes, overpowering his tongue and his jaw while her sweet scent overpowered his sexuality.

When she was finished with him, she withdrew her toes, making sure to not damage him any further.

“Okay, you four are luckier. I’m gonna have sex with all of you. How does that sound?”

All of their heartbeats rapidly increased, though none were brave enough to voice their excitement.

“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure to break some bit of you. Then you can prove just how manly you are when you go for your fucking lacrosse tryouts. What a sport!” Dana mocked as she looked back at Oliver.

“You can jerk off if you want,” she winked at him.

He obeyed.

“Let’s start off easy. Some of you boys might not be so experienced. How about first base?”

Dana blurred and vanished from the spot before reappearing before another toy, invading his personal space.

“You ever kissed a girl before?” she breathed hotly into his face.

He squeezed his eyes shut and nodded.

“Well, maybe not like this...”

Without warning, Dana wrapped her palm and fingers around the back of his head and pulled him in. Her tongue shot out of her mouth, slipping past his lips and breaking a tooth in the process as she explored his mouth, swatting his tongue away and jabbing at his soft flesh with intense erotic force.

“Mmm...” Dana moaned into his mouth, really getting into it as she stifled his screams of arousal and pain. His hands came to meet her beautifully chiseled, deeply grooved six pack, and she could feel him sweating from the exertion as he pushed for all he was worth.

She intensified the kiss further as she easily maneuvered both of his wrist into the grip of one of her hands. The redheaded goddess nibbled his lower lip and exhaled her sweet love chemicals through her clenched teeth, nipping hard enough to draw blood as he began to orgasm in his pants.

And then she squeezed harder, fracturing the bones of his wrists.

“Keep coming for me!” Dana laughed as she leaned into the kiss once more, moaning into his mouth as his arms trembled from the pain.

“And now... second base. Touching, is it? I choose you! Do you want to touch my tits?” Dana swayed back and forth while those firm, gravity defying, outstanding breasts refused to jiggle even a little bit.

She wasn’t using any of her hypnotic power, but her chosen boy was totally mesmerized.

“Here they come...”

“Whoof!” the boy wheezed as he suddenly discovered that there were two, firm, heavy, and absolutely unrelenting orbs now pressed into his chest, bending his ribcage and preventing him from drawing breath. He brought his hands to the sides of her voluptuous torso, trying to squeeze his hands in between his body and hers to pry her off, but there was absolutely no room, and he was completely outclassed. There was no way he could slide his hands in between them to push Dana’s body away.

But he could caress those lovely, silky, perfectly shaped breasts to his heart’s content.

“This means I get to touch you too, right?” Dana purred. “While you’re at it, squeeze mine as hard as you like...”

He had already been giving it his all, but Dana’s body simply refused to move. Meanwhile, she could feel his prick quivering in his shorts, ready to erupt.

Dana savored the moment, slipping into her superspeed as she began to rub her naked body against him, damaging him with her harder than diamond, perfect protruding nipples. Her pussy too, dripped with heat and nectar as she turned herself on, not from any sexual favors she was doing, but from the power she abused over these halfwits. Wanting to soothe her ache, she brought her clean shaven, dripping wet nether lips to rub over the outline in his shorts, first bringing one leg off the ground to pin him against the lockers, and then the other.

It was all too much. He began to blow his load as well.

“You boys! How are you ever going to satisfy a girl if you can’t even handle being kissed or touching some boobs?” Dana called to the whole room.

She grabbed both of his hands and pinned them up and back to the locker wall. Then, Dana leaned in just a little more, cracking her toy’s ribs and shifting her whole body weight downward onto his penis. But with the cloth in the way, and her invulnerable pussy lips that refused to give unless she allowed it, Dana caused the boy to scream out in agonizing pain even as he creamed himself.

His rock hard cock felt like it was going to bend under the weight of this buxom beauty, even while he continued to erupt load after load through his spurting tip! His knees buckled as he tried to get away, but Dana just continued down with him, laughing while her breasts grinded his torso painfully as she continued to exert impossible pressure on his penis. Een when he was sitting flat assed on the floor, Dana always seemed to be able to generate more power.

Finally, before he was permanently damaged, Dana relented.

“So cold! Fuck! How do we get out!” two of the boys near the frozen door whispered to each other.

“Third base, anyone? How about... you two?” Dana turned to look at the two would be escapees.

“No... no! Please!”

“Aw, you don’t want a blowjob?” Dana licked her lips languidly with that supremely kissable tongue of hers that had completely wrecked a boy. “I guess you want to be the ones to eat me out then?” She slid the back of her hand down her perfect torso, tracing a path from just beneath the magnificent cavern of her cleavage, down her cobbled abs, past her pubic mound before parting her delicate pink pussy lips with a pair of fingers.

“Don’t hurt us!” one of them begged.

“No.”

Dana took her time strolling over, long arms swinging casually as she enjoyed the anticipation and fear that was building in her two intended victims. They yelped in pain as they tried to back away, finding only the intolerably cold and fully welded door behind them. They shivered.

“If you boys are cold, we can move somewhere else,” Dana remarked as she got up to both of them. “Come on, let’s go over here.”

Without warning, both of her arms shot up from their languid swinging. One hand gripped each boy around his neck, her fingers caressing and stroking their skin as she hoisted both of them off their feet. They grabbed her slim wrists and struggled as their faces turned blue, kicking their legs and contusing them against Dana’s perfect thighs.

Once they were away from that door they couldn’t handle, Dana dropped one of them to collapse in a blubbering heap on the floor. “Stick around, lover. I’ll be with you soon,” she winked her emerald eyes at him.

The other, Dana imperceptibly moved her arm upward, using an infinitesimal fraction of her superstrength to toss him into the air. She didn’t want to throw him through the ceiling after all. When his legs reached her hands, she grabbed them both and twisted his body as if he were weightless, holding him upside down by the ankles.

“Go ahead. Suck! I bet you’ve never tasted a pussy as good as mine...”

He hooked his arms behind Dana’s thighs, landing his hands on her pert, muscular ass. Pulling him in, he found that he couldn’t even dent those perfect spheres with his fingers. And when his lips touched Dana’s and the sweet scent and divine taste of her pussy hit him...

He began to ejaculate violently in his pants instantly.

“Pathetic! I don’t think that’s how this is supposed to work!” Dana tutted, immediately moving him out of the way so that he couldn’t get any of his sticky, unworthy seed all over her.

She dropped him on his head, lightly concussing him and letting him roll around.

“Well, I don’t want to give you a blowjob after all. I know it’s boring, but how about a kiss too?”

He gulped and just awaited his fate.

Dana bent down, shoving her pendant breasts in his face, which meant that he was already on the verge of coming for her. Then, leaning him over with one arm behind his back, much like a dancing pair would strike a pose, Dana placed a tender kiss on his lips and wrapped her slim, dominating fingers over his cock and squeezed. Hard.

He began to thrash and cry as Dana held him motionlessly, firing his desire with her tongue as she continued to choke off his orgasm. With the hand that was curled behind his back, she merely flexed her arm and tightened at the elbow to where his was stuck, and damaged his bicep so that he couldn’t use it well for a while.

“Ahh...” Dana moaned, resting her foot on one of the benches as she quickly jilled herself to a nice, bench breaking orgasm.

“I never did like your teammates much, Oliver,” Dana licked her fingers clean and shuddered. Then fluffed out her hair and sauntered back to her original friend with benefits as he sat there, his flagpole standing at full attention from watching her effortlessly destroy everyone.

“I know,” he choked out, too turned on to speak. “You insulted them... all the time...”

“You should take it as a compliment!” Dana spread her pussy lips for real and unceremoniously sat down on top of Oliver’s turgid cock.

“Gnnnn!” he screamed as he erupted into Dana’s perfect pussy. The feel of her slick, velvet, vaginal clinch was too much to withstand, even for a split second.

Or. he tried to orgasm, anyway.

Dana squeezed just a little tighter, wrapping her inner folds around his cock to deny his orgasm. Oliver struggled and writhed, but he simply could not achieve his climax.

“Tell them all to go to their tryouts, won’t you? And tell them to keep my powers a secret, or I’ll kill them. Or worse yet, not rape them again.”

“B-but... why... you could just... mind control them...” Oliver looked down at Dana’s staggering breasts.

She slapped him across the cheek. Lightly. His face turned cherry red as tears immediately dribbled down his face.

Dana laughed as she began to pump. If she broke his hips, she could always heal him back up and send them all on their way to lacrosse practice...