IM/DC Chapter 212 (Patreon)

If someone a year ago said that I’d be teleported into the Marvel/DC universe I could understand where they were coming from. Technology has come along further in the past twenty years than the entire human history up to that point. We were making our way into the stars and the only thing that stopped us from creating functional immortality was the gigantic war that killed off a quarter of the planet.

If that person then said I’d change Klarion into a Wednesday Adams look-alike and defeat her through orgasms… I’d have had some follow-up questions to ask. The main question would be ‘The fuck?’ the next ‘What!?’ then the third being ‘How?’ then I’d probably understand why I did it. Killing him would only buy humanity a few decades before he returned even more mad that someone defeated him.

He would always be a threat to humanity… Unless he became a she and had his worldview shaken somehow. Just the orgasms from the drug were enough to fundamentally shift the thought process behind the primordial. She wanted more! More of that good feeling. Klarion urged on by new instincts as she began fingering her new hole.

I put a need into her that would be almost unquenchable as a fire burned in her that went completely unsatisfied with just her fingers. I would feel bad if this was an actual human, changing a monster into a less bad monster is all I did. Klarion may look human but he was one of the furthest things from true humanity ever since he’s become a primordial. All he craved was chaos, death, and destruction.

Now she had a new craving as her urge to commit acts of violence rapidly drained into the urge to have her hole stuffed. She looked up at me finally realizing there was another person around as she looked into my eyes. There was no anger or blame in her eyes for what I altered her body to be. No, she acted the same way every other female acted when they got too close to me. She began producing even more arousal pheromones as just the thought of me stuffing her satisfied her more than her fingers ever could.

She didn’t ask my permission to take the next step as she dove at me and began ripping our clothes off. As I was wearing a suit that couldn’t be ripped from anyone who couldn’t reach low cosmic strength I put her and my clothes away into storage. I let her use me as a dildo until she burned up some of the pent-up energy she had.

I knew she could be knocked unconscious or sleep, I wasn’t sure she needed to eat or sleep to function though. I didn’t believe she needed either though so it could have been impossible to fuck her to exhaustion. We’d see who was the first to tap out by the end of the… Week? How long was I willing to go at her if she couldn’t be worn down and exhausted?

Probably about a week. Any longer and my businesses and projects would start to need other people to take up the slack which was unnecessary if just a few minutes of my input was enough. To my pleasant surprise, she could be fucked to exhaustion and because of her new body, she was worn down faster than most. Even with the USS flowing through her veins now her poor frail body couldn’t handle the sudden activity.

I couldn’t help but smirk as I finally began to act. She had taken the lead up until that point as she fucked herself on my cock but I hadn’t even cum once from her poor technique. As I flipped her over, her ragged breeding, and sweaty body glistened as I saw the USS still making changes as I started to pound her roughly. It probably felt good before but now that I was doing all the work, she just had to lay back and cum her brains out.

At the end of the day she did kill hundreds of thousands of people in two separate events. She needed to be punished and I didn’t have any hope of the Justice League actually punishing her. I thought they’d just give her a slap on the wrist and lock her up in an antimagic cell but she’d still find a way to break out. I pummeled her pussy as she finally began to beg for mercy.

With a few more thrusts I came inside her. She was far too unstable to have children right now but perhaps if she redeemed herself she could be ready in a hundred years or so. The final orgasm was enough to push her into unconsciousness as I just chuckled and cleaned us off with a spell before teleporting back up onto the Watchtower.

I had no delusions that I made her a good person by just fucking her. I had only redirected her rage into a new outlet, she wouldn’t be thinking of causing mayhem 24/7. Now her thoughts might split off and think about how much she loved getting fucked. Perhaps she’d try to find someone else to call a lover but I had most likely ruined all other men for her.

That was if she could get freed. Batman gave me a sideways glance as I put her into the holding cells on the space station I was just happy the situation was over. Doomsday was the only real threat left but I think I could just steal his adaptive evolution from him. He might generate a new weaker version of the power but I doubted he’d survive if I killed him at that point.

Maybe Bizzaro could pose a threat but that would require Superman to be busy with something else and he seemed to be more of an antihero at the moment than an actual supervillain. Lobo if someone put a hit out on me but that was space stuff, I doubted anyone on Earth would resort to hiring galactic bounty hunters until I started fucking up space.

I felt done. I just had to worry about the little bit of clean-up of villains that could still pose a threat and bed a few more heroines I had missed before heading off into space… I was looking forward to it tremendously. I was as excited about going into space and bedding attractive space babes as I was for banging superheroines. In my mind, I had already won. This was all just the victory lap now.

It hadn’t even taken three hours for me to ‘defeat’ Klarion. What should I do with the rest of my day?

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Cheetah’s Point of View

I was making my way through the rainforest in an attempt to find a hidden temple lost to time. While I was following the lead on where it could be, someone I hadn’t been expecting to show up popped right next to me. My instincts had me going for the sudden intruder's throat with my claws but the person managed to catch my hand like I wasn’t one of the fastest people on the planet. No, to them it was like I was moving in slow motion as I recognized the person. 

He couldn’t help but smirk as he asked. “So, I think we met before but didn’t take things further because of the crowd. Now that we’re alone in the jungle… Do you-.” I couldn't help but smile as I dove at the man that I couldn’t help but be attracted to.