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Phenomenal Cosmic Power, Itty Bitty Titties
🕑 Added 2023-02-11 02:36:13 +0000 UTCThey called her the lovely ace of the skies! They call her the Greatest Champion, for Love and Justice! They call her savior, protector, defender, warrior and fighter, they call her all of these things, but her name is Shining Valkyrie, the greatest and most well known heroine in the world!
Whether it be a crook taking a purse, a supervillain assaulting a bank, or even an alien conqueror from beyond the stars, she stood up to them all, no crime too small, no cataclysm too big, no distance too far, and no challenge too great, for the Shining Valkyrie!
Just don't make fun of her flat chest, she's kinda sensitive about that!
"That was totally unnecessary and uncalled for!"
See what I mean?
"Ugh, this is why I hate these TV shows!"
"I'll say the fact that they predicted exactly how you would respond to calling your chest flat as a board is pretty impressive, considering they didn't make a deal with me for foresight."
The heroine, Shining Valkyrie, was in truth the alternate ego of Claire Holtz, daughter of an auto repair shop owner and restaurant waitress. Few, if any, would ever expect her to come from such humble origins, nor would anyone ever have expected to find her in some dingy apartment, barely able to afford her rent despite her well known heroics.
"Yeah, well, maybe they should," she responded, huffing.
They said crime didn't pay, but really, it's heroism that doesn't. Not that Claire had ever stopped long enough to even let people reward her, let alone ask for any herself.
Her apartment was small, but comfortable enough for a single person living on their own. She had a bathroom, a bedroom and a combined "everything else" room, and you could find her in said everything else room, lounging on her couch, looking at the news.
"You know I'd never waste my time with lessers."
She was actually rather tall for the average of her area, standing at a nice and even six feet of height, not quite enough to tower over everyone around her, but tall enough that some people remarked on it. As Shining Valkyrie, her hair became a curtain of glowing white light that trailed rainbows behind it, but when she was plain old Claire, it was simple brown, and her eyes, shining gold in costume, were similarly boring and simple brown.
"That's a bit cruel, aren't you an equal opportunity businessman?"
Dressed in sweatpants and a long shirt, you'd be forgiven for not immediately noticing the fact that her chest was almost entirely flat, made to look even smaller by her height. She hated it, of course, but it's not like she could do anything about it.
"Whoever said I ever was? I'm just here to get the best bang for every buck."
Sighing, she changed the channel and put on a movie, but she'd already seen it, so she wasn't paying much attention. "Speaking about that," she muttered. "I'm going to need a refill, there's no way the League of Assholes is gonna stay quiet after I put their leader in jail," she muttered, looking around. "Actually, Lucy - stop playing invisible already!"
In a swirl of color, a tall, masculine form took shape, in incandescent red color, quickly taking shape, swirls of black and gold wrapping around the indistinct form, until it came into focus.
Red of skin, with hooves instead of feet, a pair of ram's horns over his ears and with slit pupils, you'd immediately assume the person who appeared was not at all human. And you'd be right. He wore only two articles of clothing, a speedo in black, and a black cape with golden accents and a golden chain that connected it from shoulder to shoulder.
An odd sight, to be sure, the world's greatest hero and what looked to be, for all intents and purposes, the Devil himself.
"I told you, my name is Lucifer, speak it properly, girl," the demon complained, putting his balled up hands on his hips. "And yeah, yeah, I know what you need. You don't need the full suite for the chumps," he said, raising a hand over to his ear. He had modeled his form to tower over hers, especially now that she was seated. At six foot six, muscular and broad shouldered, he cut a very striking figure.
"And I told you Lucy's cuter," Claire replied. "Anyway - yeah, so I was thinking, flight level two, super strength level two and recharge the shapeshifting power?" she asked.
"Level two super strength? Are you expecting it to go badly?" Lucifer replied.
"Hoping it doesn't but I'm not getting caught with my pants down again if it does," she said.
Lucifer snorted. "Might as well go level three right out the bat," he said, shaking his head. "Right... let's see..." he muttered.
This... was how the heroine got her powers, which would surely shock many of the peoples of the world. Shining Valkyrie, a symbol of goodness and purity, making deals with a demon to obtain superpowers, where no one would see. And what was it, that she was offering the demon who granted her those powers? Her soul? Her firstborn child? Eternal servitude?
No, none of that.
"Alright, I think this should work," the Demon said, "I'll grant you the powers you desire," he said, raising a hand and then snapping his fingers.
And then suddenly, the scene changed, and Claire was no longer in her home clothes, but instead, wearing an extraordinarily lewd looking bikini, resting high on her legs, as well as a babydoll that was perhaps a little too loose.
The demon snorted. "Though your tits are a disgrace, the rest of your body is quite tasty, every time I look at it I can't help but want to devour it all over again," he said, letting out his extremely long, forked tongue, to lewdly lick his lips, in a way that made her skin crawl sometimes, but other times, like now, filled her with excitement.
She looked around. They were no longer in her home, but in an alley, instead. There was also a leather collar closed around her neck, and just over her throat, there was a chain attached, which was now in the hand of Lucifer.
"First, flight," he said, and his speedo thing disappeared, the shadows that knit together to make it disappearing into nothing as his girthy, meaty and intimidating pole was freed from captivity. Seven inches long already, and he wasn't even excited yet. Good thing he wasn't much of a grower, otherwise she'd be dead already.
She gulped at the sight. "H-Here?" she asked.
"Repeat performances would bore me, I felt like getting some fresh air too," he said, grinning. "Oh, and just so we're clear - there's a charm of attraction that'll become active the moment you start. People WILL see you," he said. "That's the price for the flight, take it or leave it."
Right.
What Lucifer wanted from her was... this. It wasn't always sexual favors to him, of course. Strength sufficient to move a couch could be as little as a peek at her panties, strength sufficient to lift a car may prompt him to ask for a handjob in return, and of course, strength sufficient to achieve her goals would run her... this. Last time she used that level of strength, she'd just given him a blowjob back at her apartment.
But she understood - what he wanted was entertainment. At least this time he wasn't making her go streaking or flashing people like last time.
She squared her shoulders, and when he insistently pulled on her lead, she moved to action. One of her hands went to each of his thighs, looking at her quarry in front of her. She could feel something in the air change. The attraction charm was probably put in place. She'd have an audience soon.
The League of Assholes or whatever they were calling themselves now were a pain in the butt, and she couldn't allow their leader to walk free again just because she was too squeamish to do what needed to be done. She bit her lower lip and gathered her courage, one of her hands reaching for the base of the large red shaft. It was mostly human, she realized, but there was no foreskin, not even a hint of it ever having existed, and it was hot, so much hotter than any human cock she'd ever touched.
Her hands almost burned on it, but she still had some endurance from a previous trade, so it was easy for her to handle the sensation, as she played a little with the limp cock, before moving forward and kissing its tip. By now, she'd given the demon enough blowjobs that she understood how to pleasure him, and she knew that the more effort and dedication she put into her side of the deal, the better, more long lasting and more effective her deal would be.
Which was why she kissed it again, and again, and then let her tongue out to begin tasting it. Spicy, a hint of capsaicin, and somewhat salty. She didn't want to compare it to her college days, but it was sad to think that a demon that was actively humiliating her was more careful about the hygiene of his cock than her first boyfriend!
She shuddered at the reminder, and then dismissed the thought, holding the cock in place with both hands and then pressing her tongue against it, giving it a long and lewd lick from the tip to the base of the shaft. Already, she could feel it twitching, not quite blood rushing into it, the heat increasing, the scent of the demon's musk getting stronger as it became aroused.
Lucifer was a big guy, but she was a big girl, she could handle it just as well, and so as his cock began to rise, by its own strength, she shifted down, and began licking up the underside, laying kisses on it as it grew and expanded and reached its full size. Eight inches long, eight and a half maybe... it was large enough that it strained her hands to hold it, and as she reached its tip again, she had to open her lips quite a bit, her jaw hurting a little as she strained it.
The tip was the exact same color as the rest of the shaft, which was a bit weird the first time, and the slit at its tip was oozing a slimy, whitish fluid. Her tongue licked it up, she knew he liked seeing her drink his fluids, taste them, swirl them in her mouth..! Okay maybe that was a little bit on her.
Glancing to the side, Claire saw that there were men gathering at the opening of the alley, a lot of them looking surprised, but more than a few looking with very perverted interest.
Of course, with her fancy lingerie and the fact that she was sucking off a man... she expected that. Embarrassment burned at her. She knew it was going to happen, and yet every gaze felt like it was piercing right through into her. This was what it meant to pay a price for the use of her powers, the degrading gazes of men upon her skin were like syringes, extracting her dignity as she got on her knees to gain the power to protect the world from its villains.
She took it into her mouth, the obscenely huge log of demon meat... it slipped down her throat, as she closed her mouth and tried her hardest not to notice the lewd stares, tried not to think of the show she was putting on as she took in that ridiculously hot cock into her.
She pushed her feelings down, and swallowed around the invader as it slipped down the back of her throat, hearing a groan of satisfaction from her demonic partner. His hand pulled on the chain and she felt her throat constrict around the cock, and he pulled her further in, making her take even more of his cock in with a deep, rumbling laugh that made his cock almost vibrate in her throat.
He let her loose, and she pulled back, but he pulled again, and they got into a rhythm, back and forth, back and forth, forcing her to take him in every time she pulled back, driving his cock down her throat like a vagina, forcing her to deal with the shame of the heat that was pooling at the pit of her stomach, which she couldn't even lie to herself about, every droplet of his precum ignited her arousal and nerves, and little by little, she was losing it.
But more importantly, she was starting to feel him getting close.
Her eyes opened, and she noticed his balls, big, heavy, each of them the size of a peach, in a smooth, hairless sack, she'd had to suck on it before, lick it, massage it, she knew just how big, how heavy, how intense it was, and just how hard they worked to make semen... she was about to feel it.
He roared and pulled on the chain harder than ever, forcing her to throat him deeply, and then with a powerful shout, his balls retracted and his semen spurted out, she could feel it, first with her lips, then with her tongue, then with her palate, her cheeks, her jaws and even the very muscles of her throat, a big fat glob of thick dick cream traveling down his urethra, and directly into her stomach.
And then another, and another, and another, each of them rapidly heading down, until the heat exploded past the barrier of her stomach, the warmth of her orgasm spreading across her body and obliterating her senses as she was forced to cum in an alley, right in front of a bunch of men she didn't know, swallowing, forcing her throat to bring the sticky and thick demon juice down to her stomach, as her benefactor pulled out of her throat.
She gulped, panting, shaking and trembling.
"That was for the flight," the demon said, grinning. "Now for strength..." he glanced to the entrance of the alley. "Unless you're willing to go for level three..."
She realized she'd fallen on her butt only when he towered even more over her. She glanced at the entrance to the alley. More? Endure more..? The men sported erections... their pants looked so tight...
A great power would cost her a great price. She had to entertain her demonic partner in business. And now...
"O-Okay," she said. Level three powers were just... too useful. That's right, yeah, absolutely... it totally was because she wanted the level three powers.
The Demon raised his fingers and then snapped them, and whatever was keeping the men from coming into the alley faded, and with faces that revealed just how deeply lost to their lust they were, they advanced on Claire...
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