Platinum Panther knew she shouldn’t have followed Venus de Milo into this secluded park in the middle of the night. Even without actually seeing the villainess with her eyes, Panther could tell from her sensor logs that the super-powered beauty was more potent than anyone had imagined. Now that the trees sheltered both of them from the worst of the noise and distraction of the bustling city, the heroine brought her most sensitive instruments online. Shifting her attention to their readouts, she also shifted her hips to better hump her wet pussy against the inside of her armor.

“I’m performing additional tests, Venus. Thank you for complying,” Platinum Panther said. Her mouth was too dry.

“Tests? That sounds dangerous, Panther. Most people are scared to look at me too closely,” Venus teased.

“I’m not looking, I’m scanning. Besides, you can’t affect me.” Platinum Panther arched her back to graze a stiff nipple against the armor’s restraint harness.

“Really? I’ve had several of your fellow superheroines in my thrall before. What’s so special about you?” Venus’s voice seemed to fill the cramped armor.

“I’m a genius inventor who’s filtering out the part of your powers that actually controls people. Plus, I’m straight. I like guys. I’m not into girls. At all.” The numbers scrolling past Platinum Panther’s eyes formed patterns of dynamic sensuality. Her breathing grew ragged.

“I see. Well, since you’re immune to my charms, why don’t you come out here and study me more closely? I could show you ways to use my power that no heroine has ever seen.” With a subtle motion, Venus grasped the two strings of her bustier. The slightest tug moved the bustier, and set her beautiful breasts bouncing rhythmically.

The sensor data spiked high and hard. First the psionic waveforms shifted phase, then the EM detectors surpassed their maximum and blew out. Even as her sensors went dead, Platinum Panther could see the afterimage of their data echoing on her retinas in the pitch-dark helmet. More than that, her genius mind could piece that data into a picture of the tremendous trembling tits just outside the armor. Her body yearned for a better look, her mind hungered for more data – something first-hand and raw.

Platinum Panther stepped out of her armor. Her nipples poked at the thin T-shirt she wore, and her pink panties were dark and wet at the crotch. “Don’t get any ideas, Venus. I’m studying you.”

The villainess smiled. Panther’s body shuddered at the sight of it. “Then study me, Panther. Since I can’t hurt you, come closer. You’ll get a better angle from below.”

The heroine shambled over and dropped to her knees at Venus de Milo’s feet. She gazed up at the still-bouncing breasts with glassy eyes. “You can’t affect me. I will get the best angle to study you.”

“Of course you will. I always find I can study better with one hand inside my panties.”

Instantly, Panther’s left hand was sliding beneath the elastic to tease her tender clit. “Nnngh. Study you …. oooh …. so good.” Her blood burned with desire. She was so close to learning the secret of Venus’s power. So close. Just a few more strokes. So close.

Venus pulled the bustier tight and then bent over while releasing the strings. They snapped back and the garment fell open, unleashing her perfect breasts. Platinum Panther shrieked in ecstasy as an orgasm ripped through her body … and her mind. Her eyes stretched wide, captivated by Venus’s impossible beauty. Every tremor of climax seared that sight into her bliss-soaked nerves.

As she lay twitching on the ground, a just-fucked grin plastered to her face, Platinum Panther knew she had finally seen the secret of Venus de Milo’s power. Just thinking about it caused her to cum again. And again. And again.