Meteor Made Remade
Four Days Ago
by MrMarkus
Thanks to flibinite for her proofreading and suggestions, which helped to considerably improve this story.
This story is a work of fiction; any apparent resemblance between the characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional.
Do not read this story if you are under the age of 18 or if explicit sexual fiction is illegal in your jurisdiction.
This story contains mind control and explicit descriptions of bondage and sexual intercourse between two women. If any of these concepts disturb you, find something else to read.
copyright 2009 MrMarkus, (aka marcus)
She was all suited up and ready to go on patrol, but she paused to take a good look at herself in the mirror. No harm in that, she thought, it should be easy enough for someone who can run at the speed of sound to make up for lost time.
What should be easy enough, but somehow wasn’t, was getting laid. It wasn’t anything wrong with her. She had a good trim build, nice perky boobs, well-shaped legs, and... she turned and looked over her shoulder... a perfectly nice ass, if she did say so herself.
Of course, being a superhero did make it a bit difficult to keep up a social life. Maybe what she needed was for the right person to simply... take her. No head games. No wasted time. No crossed signals. Just someone to find her, take her, and have his way with her. Or her way with her. Whatever. She didn’t think she swung that way, but she had keep thinking a lot lately about how interesting Molecula looked. “Interesting”, my perfectly nice ass, she thought. Molecula looks pretty damn HOT....
Shaking her head, she forced herself to focus on business. She needed to head out. Maybe she’d run into Molecula again for a rematch....