Backstory

In the bright, sweat-soaked haze of the abandoned gym–once a bustling fitness center, now a forgotten relic with rusted weights and cracked mirrors–Supergurl and Power Gurl lay sprawled on the cold dirty floor. Their bodies glistened under the flickering fluorescent lights, a tangled mess of torn costumes, smeared makeup, and sticky remnants of their encounter with Detective Sudan. Cum streaked their skin, drying in rivulets across their heaving breasts and thighs, a testament to their utter defeat. Supergurl’s skirt was hiked up obscenely, her cape crumpled beneath her like a discarded flag of heroism. Power Gurl’s leotard hung in tatters, her famous cleavage exposed and marked with bites and bruises. They breathed shallowly, eyes half-lidded in post-orgasmic stupor, too drained to move, their Kryptonian resilience temporarily shattered by the pink and red kryptonite’s lingering effects.

Outside, in the alleyway behind the gym, Un-Lucky Luke shuffled through the trash bins, his extra tight shirt showing off his over developed arms. A small-time crook down on his luck–petty thefts, failed heists, and a string of bad bets had left him homeless and desperate. He’d seen an undercover cop SUV speed away moments ago, its window cracking open just long enough to toss out a couple of small, glowing bags that clinked against the pavement. Curiosity piqued, Luke scooped them up, peering inside to find jagged shards of crystal: one set pulsing with a vibrant green hue, the other a swirling mix of orange. ‘What the hell are these? Fancy rocks?’ he muttered, stuffing them into his pockets. Worth something on the black market, maybe. Hearing faint moans from the gym’s shattered side door, he crept inside, drawn by the promise of easy loot or perhaps a score.

Robot Reset

After pocketing the glowing bags of orange and green, I stand up and I walk over to the gym. ‘Is that who I think it is?!’ I gasp. I walk closer and I find Super Gurl and Power Gurl lying down on the floor. The super heroines are rebooting into robots! They slowly stand up and look towards me. ‘Sex Robot initiation complete,’ Power Gurl says after she stands up. I have successfully turned them into sex robots! The Kryptonite in my pocket glows. ‘No way! You’re sex robots now?’ I ask them. ‘We always have been,’ they respond in unison. ‘Why don’t you two stand up over there?’ I ask them. ‘Yes, master,’ Super Gurl responds. ‘Super Gurl, blast Power Gurl in the chest with your heat vision,’ I demand. ‘Yes, master,’ she replies again, as she does what she is told to do. I then ask Power Gurl to blast Super Gurl’s pussy with her heat vision, and she does what she is told as well. ‘Now get closer and kiss each other,’ I ask the super heroines. They move closer and they begin to kiss in front of me. I ask them to freeze, and they freeze! Then I walk over to Super Gurl and I lift her top up, exposing her big tits. I walk over to Power Gurl next and I pull her big tits out from under her top as well. Then I instruct them both to lick and suck on each other’s tits. A few minutes later, I instruct Super Gurl to sit down on the weight bench and spread her legs open wide. Then I instruct Power Gurl to eat her pussy out. I walk behind Super Gurl and I start to feel up her big tits while Power Gurl is going down on her. After Super Gurl cums, the two MILF’s switch places and I have Power Gurl spread her legs open wide in front of Super Gurl. This time, Super Gurl eats Power Gurl’s pussy out until she cums in her mouth.