.

As Vigillenne closed in, Popinjacques tossed the lasso from the museum display case. He didn't know what good it would do against the powerful heroine, but he was out of options.

The rope glowed as it encircled its target.

"Ohhhh... take me... fuck me!" the heroine moaned.

Popinjacques and his partners in crime stared slack-jawed.

.

Though the heroine begged to be ravished, the villains did not spring into action.

"I'm gay," Popinjacques said.

"I'm straight," Destructia said.

"This unit is not designed for copulation," DroidX96 stated.

"Her repulsive chest protrusions are even larger than Destructia's," Z'kra'zor grumbled.

Prismax turned invisible and slipped away, unwilling to reveal his personal performance problems.

.

Vigillenne cried in vain for sexual release.

"Somebody'll have to..."  Popinjacques muttered.

DroidX96 spoke. "Destructia. Females are more flexible--"

"Another word and your tin-can cranium will be 'more flexible'!" She turned to Z'kra'zor. "If you hate 'protrusions', do her doggy style--".

"Fuck! Me! Now!" Vigillenne seized the lasso and tossed it toward the villains....

.

Prismax gawked as his teammates converged on Vigillenne: Destructia licking at her cunt, Z'kra'zor hovering to receive a blowjob, Popinjacques thrusting into her ass, and DroidX96's probe extensions massaging her legs.

He dropped his invisibility cloak, then the rest of his costume. Sporting his first proper boner in months, he asked "Room for one more?"