Love Bug

Summary: Teenage superhero, Sara finds herself under the mind control of her newest enemy, Mistress Honey after an embarrassing defeat.

Tags: Mind Control, Superhero, GirlxGirl.

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Eighteen-year-old Sara found herself thrust into the limelight as a superhero rather suddenly. Her powers came out late compared to other superhumans. Usually for girls, it was during puberty, and for men, it was in their mid-teens, But Sara was such a late bloomer she thought that she was just a dud. Unlike her civilian parents, she had nothing out of the ordinary about her.

To her utter surprise, one fateful night she woke up attached to her bedroom ceiling. Her powers had come forth, and she had the likeness of a bug. Not really a specific one, though if given time to think on it, she'd have to say a ladybug. Her wings looked like that when she summoned them forth. Along with the ruby spots that appeared on her pale skin. After this, Sara lived a double life as a crime fighter and a regular student.

Fighting criminals was more fun than she expected. Her wings let her fly out of harm's way at record speed and her kicks were deadly. Of course, she was only pitted against simple thugs. No one with powerful abilities or combat skills. The strawberry blonde hadn't gotten her own rogues' gallery yet. She would love to, but she knew she wasn't ready. Still, when someone was in danger, she stepped in no matter the level of danger. Seeing an innocent harmed made her sick to her stomach.

So when she came across a full-blown hostage situation, she stupidly got involved. She was walking home from school and stopped by the store. But the vibes were off from what she saw through the windows. Sara was in her civilian wear but she assumed she could slap her mask on and be fine. The mask covered her upper face, allowing her mouth to be free. With it on, she felt protected even if it was only mentally. The girl snuck in through the backdoor.

The first thing she saw was a tall, Amazon-like woman holding a gun to the clerk's head. Her back was to the which was a relief. Sara was planning on knocking her out, but the clerk noticed her. The man was sweating heavily with his brown skin flushed with anxiety. His hands shook as he dropped the change he was holding onto the ground. Sara's eyes widened as the room was filled with noise from the dimes and quarters spinning on the floor. Before she could react the woman turned to face her.

A beautiful woman stood before her who looked like she'd never be caught dead robbing someone. Her nose was cute, like a button, and her lips were plump like she had gotten them injected. Cold, gray eyes narrowed as they looked her over. Sara stood firm, with a determined expression on her face. Her hands sat in fists at her side as she dared the woman to try something. The teenager's heart was racing; however, she was terrified. But she couldn't let the poor captive notice this. So, she acted like she was fearless, ready to destroy her.

The woman carelessly let her gun fall to her side as she laughed. Her huge chest jiggled, showing the teen that she was braless, and she smirked. A level of discomfort was starting to overwhelm Sara. Something was seriously wrong here, and she wanted to run. The woman was acting incredibly cocky and looked at the blonde as if she were a treat. This made her instincts run aflame with the message to turn back and run. But she couldn't leave this man here to potentially die. Whoever this woman was, she knew she could take her.

"The newbie hero Love Bug has decided to grace me with her presence." The strange woman's voice melted on her tongue as she spoke. It caused Sara to take a sharp intake, her eyes darkening. "How adorable. What's your name?"

"It's Sara."

Before the teenager could stop herself, she spoke. It was like someone otherworldly force was taking hold of her body and controlling it. The feeling made her feel sickened. The woman seemed aware of this inner turmoil she had as she giggled. The sound of her laugh was addictive. It was like cold water was thrown over her body. It chilled the fire that started to grow in her loins. A fire that was making the teenager flush with embarrassment. Sara had no idea what to do besides stare ahead.

The mysterious woman's breasts nearly fell out of her tight shirt as she grinned. It was a wide one that reminded her of a Cheshire cat. "Sara, cute."

The gun was placed down on the counter and, to Sara's utter confusion, the clerk didn't grab it. The man just froze in place, taken over by his fear. This left Sara defenseless as the powerful woman made her way toward her. The tall stripper heels she wore clicked and clacked loudly against the floor. The woman's entire outfit was rather slutty. Sara felt herself become wet at the sight of her thighs. They were nice and thick with the teenager, wondering how strong they were. So was her fat, juicy ass.

A sudden wave of attraction crashed down onto the strawberry blonde's body. She was unsure of what to say or how to react. Something was alluring about the way the stranger spoke. Her elegant body exuded seduction. A body that was curvy in the right ways and had a dump truck ass with perfect tits. Jesus, her tits. Sara was unsure if she was feeling envy due to her own pitifully tiny chest or just plain hornieness. Her legs shook as she debated this, having become paralyzed by everything bursting within.

Two dainty hands touched either side of her face. The woman's skin was hot against her freezing body, leaving her with a hollowness. The two were so close together she could feel her breath leaving her delicious lips. Those lips were glossy from the thick sheen of lipstick they wore. The woman proceeded to squish her face together, playing with her as if she were a meager doll. And like the perverted criminal she was, the woman forced Sara's mouth to pucker out. Their lips mashed together uncomfortably at first. But it was like fireworks went off in the back of her brain.

And those fireworks made her start to kiss back. She could feel their teeth hit against one another and tasted blood from how rough it was kissing her. The two were having a full-blown make-out session, and Sara was losing her mind. Her lips felt like they were aflame from the passion between the two women. The mysterious criminal pushed her huge titties against the teenager's chest. She was overwhelming her with the urge to fuck. With wobbly legs, Sara stumbled backward and knocked over some food on the shelves from it all.

Her back hurt as she dug into the shelf as items fell and hit her in the goddamn head. This went ignored as the woman's hand moved down. Right atop her meager b-cup titties that felt nice and heavy under the woman's weight. Her school uniform was feeling tight suddenly. So tight that the fabric was stretching and preparing to rip apart from the seams. The stranger must have noticed, as she smirked and began to take off her outfit. Like paper mache, the clothing fell apart to Sara's utter mortification.

The big tittied beast pulled back and smiled. "You're so horny you're falling to your knees at the sight of me. How utterly adorable, Sara." Sara's heart was beating nice and fast as she heard this.

Thick lips bent down to suck on her tiny nipples with enough force Sara struggled to speak. It was like the older woman's mouth was in some sort of vacuum. Her tongue flicked out to lick the top once, twice, then proceeded to twirl around it. The poor superheroine was being used like a living, breathing sex doll suddenly. Her small breasts were being treated like they were huge and milky from how hard she was sucked. The entire ordeal was a new experience for her. Sara had never been with a woman like this ever.

The woman looked up and raised an eyebrow. "Do you want some more?"