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Summary:

What happens when 30 horny futas decide to see who can hold out the longest? They have a challenge where they risk being locked up until a winner is found! The order of elimination is determined by a poll in the fic. Chapters will be titled by who is eliminated. I welcome any suggestions in the comments, or in the poll itself, Rules of the contest will be posted on the first "plot" chapter (AKA the only real plot chapter in the story just to set this up, rest will be smut ranging from 500-1000 words a chapter)

I hope you all enjoy

Chapter 1: The List

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Name Cock size (when hard)

Taylor/Skitter 9 in

Lisa/Tattletale 8in

Rachel/Bitch 10 in

Aisha/Imp 7 in

Lily/Foil 7.5 in

Sabah/Parian 8 in

 

Sarah/Lady Photon 12 in

Carol/Brandish 10 in

Vicky/Glory Girl 9.5 in

Amy/Panacea 6.5 in

Crystal/LaserDream 8 in

 

Rebecca/Alexandria 14 in

Hannah/Miss Militia 11 in

Jennifer/Battery 9.5 in

Jasmine/Mouse Protector 9 in

Sophia/Shadow Stalker 10 in

Missy/Vista 6.5 in

 

Elenore/Iron Rain 12 in

Kayden/Purity 10 in

Ophelia/Othala 7.5 in

Melody/Cricket 8 in

Tammi/Rune 5.5 in

Jessica/Fenja 8 in (16 in grown)

Vanessa/Menja 7 in (18 in grown)

 

Elizabeth/Faultline 10 in

Emily/Spitfire 9 in

Elle/Labyrinth 12 in

Britney/Shamrock 6.9 in

 

Sherrel/Squealer 12 in 

 

Alice/Bakuda 7.75 in

 

The Chastity situation

  1. Dragon has created special cock rings that when they sense the wearer cumming, they will lock the cock up in a cage, the ring will also tighten to prevent them from cumming again. Attempting to free yourself will activate a second collar which makes you an obedient sexdoll Dragon “pilots”

    Poll's Link ====  https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

Chapter 2: Set Up before the Fun

Summary:

This is basically the only plot chapter in this. Basically just explaining the rules of the situation from the suggestions I liked (Thank you all for voting, see you all in a few days with Elimination 1 of 30.

 

Link: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

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In the dark of the night, a meeting was occurring. The Capes of Brockton Bay had all gathered together under a banner of truce. Gathering around, they all noticed a box that had Dragon’s logo on it, with none other than Alexandria floating with the rest of the ENE team and New Wave waiting.

“So, has everyone arrived?” Alexandria asked.

“What is this about?” Iron Rain crossed her arms, the rest of the Empire, the Undersiders and the “indepentants” of the city were also confused.

“Simple. I’m proposing a little contest. I had dragon bring out a special product for this.” Alexandria had the box opened and Miss Militia took out a ring. The kurdish woman tossed the metal ring to Iron Rain who looked at it.

“What is this?” Iron Rain demanded as she flipped the ring over in her hand, it was Tinkertech, had to be if Dragon was involved in making them.

“Cockrings. Let’s see who here has the greatest endurance.” Alexandria announced.

Everyone of the capes looked at the triumvirate hero, surprised, and now nervous.

“So what? Do we have some sort of bracketed tournament? Villains vs heroes? It seems we have a bit of an advantage unless you are bringing in outside help.” Tattletale asked.

“No. Closer to a every woman for themselves contest where we see who can go the longest without shooting a load off.” Alexandria clarified.

“And why would we do that?” Faultline asked, crossing her arms as she looked over the very fuckable futas all gathered in the area.

Every cape in Brockton Bay was a futa. And there were some known facts about Futas. Firstly: They had insane sex drives. Secondly: They were constantly attempting to show their superiority over other Futas. Lastly: A Futa tend to think with the lower brain more than their actual brains if you make them horny enough.

“How about the winner gets to use the losers for a month after the end of the competition, they get the master remote from Dragon, which can lock and unlock any of the cockrings they want.” Alexandria stated she had thought about a way to tempt all these bitches into this little game.

Everyone looked around, and had a similar thought pass through their minds roughly at the same time ‘I’m going to fucking breed these sluts when I win this.’

Each cape walked over to the box, undoing their costumes slightly to reveal their cocks, some were semihard, others flaccid. The Cockrings slipped over the shafts and automatically adjusted.

A dragon suit arrived and the rings all had a small light glow on them.

“Well. I hope you are all ready. Cause those aren’t coming off until this little game is over. I will be the impartial judge of this competition.” Dragon voiced.

“What are the rules?” Tattletale asked.

“Well, obviously, be the last one to cum. That’s the obvious first rule you should know.” Dragon sounded way too pleased to start giving the rules.

“The Second rule is also pretty easy to remember. All contestants are your rivals, team mates, allies, and enemies are all individuals you need to keep an eye on. You can team up, but just know that if you want to cum freely, you have to be the last, single futa here who hasn’t shot off her load.”

That led to some of the heroes and villains eyeing the people around them. Most felt like they could trust their team mates to not betray them, but how long would that last, especially after they get pent up.

“The Third Rule is that if someone figures out who you are under your mask, they can go after you anywhere. The Rings do vibrate slightly when you are near an active member of is contest.

“The Last rule is the important rule though. You can not simply use your powers in a way to force someone to cum. You can use your powers in a way that helps you make someone cum, but you have to have physical contact with someone, and using your own body, make them cum. If you are trying to make someone else cum in this contest.” Dragon stated.

“That seems easy enough.” Skitter nodded.

“And what happens if you cum? These things tighten up?” Squealer asked, her half erect cock being played with lazily as she shook her hips, letting her cock slap her thighs.

“You get locked up and can’t touch your cock. Shell wraps around it, you can still urinate, hell, you could cum again, but it would be very uncomfortable.” Dragon had a ring in her hand, and the little green light turned red, before a cock like tube formed, acting as if it was sealing a cock up.

The Futas all suddenly realized the severity of the situation, “Of and before you try and remove your rings. Just so you know. Tampering with them will lead to an automatic disqualification, and I will have something very special happen. I won’t say what that special little something is.” Dragon sounded almost excited about that now.

The 30 Futas all look at each other, some making plans, others becoming fearful.

A/N

Ok, so we are 2 days away from the first elimination
I will reset the Poll everytime I do a new Elimination chapter (or every other chapter)
Suggestions are welcome, I will be keeping some suggestions as they go along (Please, do not leave a victim’s name, only an aggressor's name, Those who are eliminated can still be involved in the story in some way)

Link: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

Chapter 3: Elimination 1: Sophia/Shadow Stalker

Summary:

Elimination 1: Sophia Hess 24/107 votes

Also, which of you fuckers did the survey on a Smart Fridge?!!!

Link to the Poll: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

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Sophia Hess, aka Shadow Stalker, sat in the locker room in the PRT building. The weekly PT training all capes had to go through left everyone sweaty. Sitting on the bench, seeing the plump asses of several capes glistening with sweat, the smell of the locker room was a bit overpowering.

“Maybe just for a minute.” Sophia told herself, as her hand wrapped around her cock that was feeling uncomfortably stiff now.

Slowly stroking her shaft, Sophia closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling. She would stop herself in a bit, she just needed to relieve some of the stress and clear her mind a bit from. While Sophia continued to stroke her shaft, a thing that most of the capes regularly did in the locker room after patrols and workouts.

Sophia slowly stood up, taking her hand away from her shaft, feeling like she took a bit of the edge off, when she saw the last towel on the hook. Remembering the contest, Sophia slapped herself, she wasn’t going to be the first one to cum and be eliminated. Hell, she probably wouldn’t be, the Nazis probably are out hunting for some pussy and probably half of them are out already.

Sophia grabbed the towel and went under the shower, washing her body off and trying to cool down as she wanted to relax. Sophia planned on waiting, she could sneak try and find a villain, sneak into their hope and drain their balls. Her problem would be once the majority of the villains were out, she’d have to look at her own team, and possibly New Wave.

Battery had a fat bubbly ass, and they were soft. Miss Militia was the definition of a gym mommy, sexy, abs, strong, she once picked up Squealer and did a standing 69. Mouse Protector loved surprise anal, she’d bend over and let you fuck her, then she’d teleport behind you and you’d be fucked. But Alexandria, that woman had a cock that could break any brute, she was so damn dominant that Sophia couldn’t help but feel like she’d never beat the woman.

Turning off the Water, Sophia looked down, her cock hard, her balls actually ached now.

“Fuck. Why did I agree to this?” Sophia growled, then thought of all those villains lined up and her being able to pound their asses as much as she wished.

Sophia walked over and grabbed the towel, wiping her face and taking in a deep breath. Sophia made a mistake, she had grabbed the sweat towel, and occasionally, the cleaning cum towel. As the mixing scents of sweat and dried cum filled Sophia’s mind, she collapsed on the ground. Grabbing her shaft, Sophia thrust her hips up, the towel still on her face, forcing her to breathe in the scents that utterly destroyed her ability to resist the need to touch herself.

Humming the air, her hands slid from base to tip with incredible speeds. It didn’t take long for her to feel the release coming. With a final thrust up, arching her back, and pushing her hips up so her toes and shoulders were the only points of contact on the ground, Sophia released a blast of cum and sprayed across the locker room.

As she came down from the intense orgasm, Sophia’s hands moved away from her cock. Sophia removed the towel, just to watch as the 10 inches of her shaft was covered up by a latex like substance, molding around her cock, with just a small little opening at the end. Sophia experimentally touched her shaft, finding no sensation traveled through it. The same material covered her balls as well.

“No, no, no, no!” Sophia realized she lost. “Dragon, please undo this.” Sophia shouted in the locker room.

“Contestant 1: Shadow Stalker Eliminated by: Self.” pinged from the cock ring.

Sophia then realized, that all of the others now knew, that she was the first one to be eliminated and that she did it to herself.

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Of 107 Votes, Sophia Hess got 24 of them. It was a real close race in the middle with Her and Amy being tied for a good part of it, with Taylor being a close second, but then the rankings changed entirely.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the first elimination, please leave comments on how someone could be eliminated in the comments, and any fetishes that characters have (After 10 eliminations, I will do a Fetish listing of the Entire cast. (With the Eliminated separated from the still active contestants)

Chapter 4: Elimination 2: Panacea/Amy Dallon

Summary:

Elimination 2: Amy 20/76 votes.
I am glad you are all enjoying this story

Link: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

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Carol was nervous. She was worried that if in this game, if Amy succeeded, with the power she held, that some secret desire that was hidden deep in her mind would be released and she would become corrupted into a villain. Carol had to stop her fears from coming true.

Carol would need to somehow make Amy cum without it being obvious she did it on purpose. Then she realized how she would do it. With a small grin, Carol got ready, she would need to put New Wave through a bit of training, one that would be for the good of the heroes.

— — —

Amy was nervous. Carol wanted to do a bit of training, primarily focusing on their asses. This was to build up resistance and a tolerance to getting fucked. Several dildos were sitting up on a bench. They were also supposed to be making out with someone as they teased them. This would be done for 5 minutes, and given 10 to cool down and ‘reset’.

Amy was to go first, she was to be teased by Vicky. Amy straddled the bench, the warm lube pressed against her entrance. Vicky was right in front of her.

“Come on Ames, it won’t be that hard, just take a deep breathe and let it slide in.” Vicky softly spoke, a feeling of calm washed over her.

Amy slowly relaxed as her sister placed her hands on her hips, pushing her back, and having the dildo slide into her ass. Amy groaned, feeling the large cock slowly slide into her ass. Vicky pushed her lower, until Amy’s big ass was pressed on the bench.

“That’s a good girl. Take my cock in your ass.” Vicky read off the script.

Amy’s cock got hard quickly, a mix of the intimately close proximity, Vicky’s whispered words, and Amy’s own desire to be fucked by Vicky was overwhelming. Vicky used her strength to have Amy ride the dildo, lifting her hips and pushing her back down. Amy began to moan as she was fucked by the fake cock.

“You can do better than that.” Vicky whispered into Amy’s ear, before she leaned in and began to kiss Amy, her tongue entering Amy’s mouth and quickly overpowering the redhead’s.

Vicky continued to rock Amy on the dildo, however, her other hand moved and groped the healer’s large ass. Amy’s groans grew louder, as she felt that Vicky was getting turned on by this as well. She was hard, their tips were touching, the sensitive tips rubbing against each other.

Amy was in heaven, she almost forgot the dildo in her ass wasn’t real.

“Vicky, double anal her.” Carol demanded.

Vicky broke the kiss, saliva bridged between their mouths.

“But mom, I don’t think-” Vicky began.

“She can take it.” Carol cut off the protest.

Vicky got behind Amy, her arms wrapped around Amy’s semi-flat chest, before with a single thrust, forced her cock into Amy’s tight ass. Amy gasped as she felt her sister in her ass. Letting out a near scream of pleasure and pain, Amy felt like she was about to burst, when Carol shouted “Stop!”

Vicky quickly pulled Amy off her cock and the dildo. Amy looked back, panting. Precum oozing from her cock.

The other members of New Wave went through the training as well. Amy had to read the lines to Crystal. When it was Amy’s turn, Crystal and Vicky held Amy upside down, she was to be rimmed and sucked off at the same time, lasting only 1 minute.

Crystal was behind Amy, her tongue circled her hole, while Vicky began to gently suck on the tip. Amy, who was upside down, had her face right up against Vicky’s cock, which was still semi-hard, a bit of precum still on the tip.

As Vicky and Crystal began, Vicky sucking on Amy’s entire length, Crystal pushed her tongue into Amy’s ass. Amy couldn’t hold back any more. She came, surprising Vicky as she had her mouth flooded with cum.

She pulled back quickly, Crystal backing up and Amy fell on her back, a final burst of cum shooting over her body. The ring tightened and the sleeve slid over her cock.

“Contestant 2: Panacea Eliminated by: Glory Girl and Laser Dream.” Dragon spoke through the cock rings.

Chapter 5: Elimination 3: Iron Rain/Elenor Anders

Summary:

Link: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

Got 10 of 48 votes. I'm keeping the current votes, Only giving you the top 5 with no particular order of who's where in the 5
Tattletale, Rune, Imp, Alexandria and Squealer

Also the Kinks part of the Survery, I'm wanting to focus on the teams, so...Starting with the Undersiders. If you submitted a bit of a longer or more detailed idea, I have saved it. Keep voting, I hope you all enjoy!

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Elenor called Ophelia to her office, on top of the Med hall tower. The head of the R&D team walked in, wearing her skirt that just barely hid her cock and tone ass, showing off her nice athletic legs. She adjusted her reading glasses, that she didn’t actually need. There was also the little choker she wore, like all of the underlings that Iron Rain had control over really.

“You wanted to discuss something?” Ophelia questioned. The door closed and a press of a button from Elenor’s desk, it locked remotely.

“I need you to suck me off for a bit.” Elenor demanded, as she slid her chair back slightly, and waited for the villain to take her place.

“But what about the-” Othala began to question.

Elenor snapped her fingers, Othala flinched a bit and started to walk over, before she knelt down, under the desk. Elenor moved back and Othala watched as Iron Rain opened up her skirt.

“You just need to suck me off for a few minutes.” Elenor stated, before the click was heard, a chain connected Othala’s choker to the bottom side of the desk, keeping her mostly in place, a perfect height for deepthroating the woman’s fat…delicious cock.

Othala stroked the cock a few times, then placed the tip to her lips before Elenor slid forward, giving her no choice but to throat the meaty breeding stick. Othala gagged on the large cock as it forced it’s way in and began to suffocate the healer of the Empire.

After nearly 30 seconds, Elenor pulled back, finally giving Othala a chance to breathe. The Leader of the empire slowly began to thrust her hips forwards and back using the chair to make it easier. Othala’s lips pressed on the ring every few thrusts as the cock forced it’s way deeper inside of her.

After a few minutes, Othala granted Elenor a power, one that would…be payback for all of the abuse she had done to her. Othala was rather salty about the last time one of the Empire capes were captured. It wasn’t her fault that Cricket thought it was a good idea to rail Lady Photon’s ass while in a losing fight! Purity and Iron Rain double teamed her ass, and were ruthless.

Super speed tends to drain stamina very quickly, Othala would just have to deal with getting throat fucked at high speeds later.

Elenor must not have realized she was given a speed boost. Othala was doing her absolute best not to audibly gag, which would have given away the little surprise. Maybe a month locked up would be good for the Leader of the Empire, make up for all the times she left her aching from how hard she fucked her.

Elenor reached down, grabbing onto Othala’s hair, using it to thrust her hips harder.

“Oh fuck, yes, that’s it. You fucking healer slut. Take my fat cock in your tight fucking throat. You fucking bitch. I own your ass, I will make sure that when I win, I’m going to breed all those fucking subhuman sluts.” Elenor growled, as she got rougher with Othala.

Othala’s hands moved to the back of Iron Rain’s calves, before she had her lips pressed on the ring.

“I can’t wait to have that Slut Militia chocking my cock.” Iron Rain held Othala down, choking her, making the healer gag loudly on the cock.

Iron Rain didn’t expect it when she fired her load straight down Othala’s throat. Iron Rain leaned her head back, not realizing as Othala pulled back, and her cock was locked up.

“Contestant 3: Iron Rain Eliminated by: Othala” was sounded.

Iron Rain’s eyes shot open when she heard that.

“You little slut! I’m going to take this ring off-” Iron Rain grabbed at the ring, attempting to pry it open.

“Ring removal attempt detected, countermeasures deployed.” Dragon spoke, and Iron Rain was wrapped up in a similar Latex like substance, that took away her clothes, leaving her naked, with only what could be described as Pasties and, a gag and some restraints.

“Dragon Drone #1: Status Pending.” Dragon stated.

Chapter 6: Elimination 4: Tammi/Rune

Summary:

Elimination 4: Rune

Got 20 of 84 votes. Poll has Reset back to 0, New Wave is up for specific fetishes

Link: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

And someone asked why I am doing Non-specific Character eliminations, right now, it's so I have options, after Elimination #10, I will open up to more Specific Character on Character eliminations as we get closer to the end, right now, I'm going more for Inserting X and Y into the method.

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Rune was in a weird situation. As the youngest member of the Empire’s capes, and having the smallest cock, she was at the bottom of the proverbial totem poll when it came to most things. But, since the competition began, she was given a unique task that would aid the empire. She was to try and track down and attempt to isolate and capture a cape.

Shadow Stalker eliminated herself, she was first, which just showed she was inferior and a quick shot. The list of targets that were given by Iron Rain were Miss Militia, Bakuda, Imp, Parian and Flachette, they were primary targets that the Empire wanted to Eliminate if they could.

Rune got off the door she made into her floating platform. She was tired, and she was pent up. Normally, when she arrived at a safehouse like this, she’d just jack off, but that was risky. Spreading open her robes, her cock, which was a large 5.5 inches was partially hard.

She was above average, so she had a large cock, even if it was only slightly bigger. She It was starting to be awkward, it wasn’t bad, just weird not being able to fuck whatever cunt or mouth she wanted. The chance to win this however was too great to pass up though. She could finally get revenge on all of the futas who made fun of her for her size.

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Aisha had followed Rune’s patrolling board for a bit, and spotted where it set down. She activated her powers and slipped inside. Sneaking around quietly, the safehouse was empty except for Rune herself, which was Perfect.

Sneaking up the stairs quietly, Imp crawled over to where Rune was slouching, her pants were off and she was semi-hard already. Aisha had spent her days like most others, trying to find a futa who was clearly horny and making them cream themselves in public, them not realizing they were getting a blowjob, or a handjob until it was too late to stop it was always hilarious, and sexy in a way.

Imp got between Rune’s legs and reached a hand up, firmly grasping Rune’s cock, having it wrapped in her power.

Her hand slowly slid up and down the shaft, making sure that it gets nice and hard before she moved onto the next part of her plan. She was going to make sure that the brat of the Empire didn’t know it was happening until it was too late. Aisha just wished she could record the moment that it happens.

Once Rune’s cock was fully hard, Imp got up, and straddled the hips of the empire’s smallest cock. She slowly lowered herself onto the cock, letting it enter her pussy. The cock slipped in easily, and Imp started to rock on it. Giving it a minute, Imp smiled, as she dropped her field and Rune was shocked to see someone riding her cock, but also feeling her cock inside of a pussy.

Rune didn’t get a chance to protest, as Aisha leaned in, slipping her mask to the side to expose her lips and kissed her. The sloppy makeout session overwhelmed the little nazi as she started to love the feel of black pussy.

Rune hated that she like it when Shadow Stalker, or Miss Militia would catch her and fuck her ass. She knew it was weakness, but it was a hot weakness!

Rune was pinned to the couch, she knew she didn’t have long before Imp’s sexy forbidden sex would claimed her orgasm and she would get locked up, so she might as well make the best of it.

As Rune was able to weakly break the kiss, Imp looked down, really starting to ride Rune’s cock, slamming her hips into each other.

“How does it feel little slut. Losing to someone who you think is inferior, even through I’m bigger than your tiny cock, I’m better than your pathetic ass, and I have a lot more stamina than your cute little white ass has. I bet you’re going to go and try and fuck your limped dick leader after this, hoping to cum but you won’t.” Imp teased, playing into a humiliation fetish that Rune had developed.

“I’m not pathetic, I’m going to cum in you and then you’ll have a half decent white baby.” Rune panted weak and on the verge of cumming.

Imp vanished and before Rune realized it, she felt something appear in her ass, pressing on her prostate, and a hand on her cock.

“Nope, you’ll cum your last load onto the ground, let the dirt have your limped dick baby.” Imp teased.

Rune came, she shot her load that sprayed onto the ground. She kept shooting rope after rope onto the ground, until she finally couldn’t. Imp then gave the ring a few pulls, acting as if Rune was trying to remove it.

“No! No! It’s not me! It’s!” Rune was cut off by dragon’s voice.

“Contestant 4: Rune Eliminated Imp. Ring Removal attempt detected, deploying countermeasures.”

Rune was suddenly gagged, collared, and covered in a latex body suit that left her in a harness, with only pasties over her pathetic A cup tits, and blindfolded.

Imp had left, vanishing away to find someone else to watch fuck, or to make them cum. After all, there was no rule against making other people cum, especially those who aren’t playing.

Maybe she’ll go visit one of Taylor’s bullies. Madison played into the “I’m a cute girl” and Aisha planned to make her go from “Cute girl” to “Horny slut” real quick.

The Empire was down it’s biggest and smallest futas. The heroes were down 2. The Undersiders and the Minor cape groups were untouched…How long would that last Dragon wondered.

Dragon meanwhile was sending a second drone to convert those who tried to remove their cock rings. Once she got a few more, she would become more involved, having her new Dragon Drones hunt down a contestant to fuck them and add to their ranks would be a fun little surprise later on.

Chapter 7: Elimination 5: Brandish

Summary:

Link: https://s.surveyplanet.com/ach1q2vj

Got 10 of 45 votes. Keep voting. If you post in the fetish, please give a name for the fetish/fetishes they have. Right now doing Empire Fetishes

Squealer, Purity, Tattletale, Alexandria, Othala and Imp are all in the leading position with votes. Battery has been last for the last 3 chapters with no votes.

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Carol was in her bed, she was restless. It had been less than a week, and already she was struggling to sleep because she wanted to jerk off or fuck something. It was starting to become a bit of an issue. The Villains have been holding back on doing anything, at least the Empire had suffered a few loses already. However the fact there were 2 tinkers out and about.

Maybe having Amy come in and lower her sexdrive would help. However the idea of letting Amy change her…no, that would be a bad idea, especially because she was the one who suggested the training that made Amy cum and was locked up. Getting out of bed, Carol’s hard cock swayed side to side with each step as she walked.

Walking around her house naked, Carol walked by Vicky’s room, hearing the girl snoring. Peaking inside, her daughter was on her bed, sleeping with her butt in the air, she wasn’t hard, so she must not be having an erotic dream. Carol…hesitated. She could go in and-

NO! She wasn’t going to do that again. If she was going to eliminate anyone. It would be the villains! Carol went to the next door. Inside was Amy, she was supposed to be asleep. Sneaking glance inside, she saw something rather different. Amy was still awake, and trying to Masturbate, she was rubbing a vibrating wand over her encased cock and testicles, with seemingly no reaction, she was flaccid.

It was…pathetic to watch. Amy’s hips bucked, her covered cock not even twitching as she desperately tried to find some sort of stimulation.

Carol looked down at her own cock ring…she…didn’t like the idea of being tied up. She had heard that Shadow Stalker, Iron Rain and Rune have been eliminated. Were they suffering as well? Carol felt that the cock ring was….a bit heavier now.

She was starting to question why exactly she had decided to join this competition? Don’t cum for a month? It sounded easy, and what did she get in return…essentially whoever couldn’t control themselves for a single month. It sounded easy, hell, she thought it would be easy.

Now here she was on the 5th day and she was in just plain discomfort. She needed a release. Maybe she could just slip the ring off. Gripping the ring, Carol attempted to slide it off, the tight band of metal moved slowly, until the light turned red.

“Contestant 5: Brandish Eliminated Ring tampering attempt detected, deploying countermeasures”

An inky black latex spread across her body quickly. The substance coated her cock and balls, she felt a plug enter her anus and vagina, before a gag covered her mouth. Before long, she felt metal clamps hook into place on her wrists, forearm, biceps, ankles, calves, thighs, around her stomach and her neck.

Carol was made to walk, she went down the steps, terrified, reliving the sensation of being controlled by another, trapped in darkness, unable to even cry out for help.

Carol didn’t know that she was walking to a Dragon suit that would pick her up, as it did the other soon to be drones, and deliver her to Dragon’s temporary “Drone Storage Site” near the city.

Once she arrived Dragon had the skeletal frame made of nanobots direct Carol to the “Drone creation station”.

The blindfold came off, and a set of semi-transparent green goggles slid over her eyes. Carol was forced to watch a hypnotic spiral play, a pair of ear buds entered her ears, and she heard a soothing voice tell her to obey, to not think and follow Dragon’s commands.

Next to her, next to Carol was Elenor and Tammi, who were undergoing the same processing of making them into Dragon Drones.

The Latex nano bots came off of them, leaving the 3 women completely naked. They would be brainwashed into drones. Dragon had already designed a uniform for them. Latex stockings that went above the mid thigh, similarly there would be longer gloves that reached the middle of the biceps. They’d have a face plate that covered their face, the visor would hypnotize them, while they would be gagged. Dragon would also have a vibrator that would be secured in the ass, and the most devious part. Strap ons, the sealed cocks would be placed in a cage that would compress their cocks down.

With 3 drones, she was closer to her plan of releasing them into the city to hunt a contestant down. The Drones wouldn’t really know what they were doing until after the game. Was it mean? Dragon would agree, yes, but was she going to give up a chance to capture a few futas to live out her dream of fucking them? Hell no!

Chapter 8: Elimination 6: Purity

Summary:

If you are Enjoying this story, check out my other work, Atomic Crew, a fallout prompt/ask book, Feel free to leave a question or a prompt on that fic!

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The Empire, after the ‘accidental’ elimination of Iron Rain was struggling, they went from having the greatest team advantage in this competition to being down their leader and their best mover. Purity would just need to hope that she can take control of the remaining butches of the Empire, they should obey, she had the power, and she certainly had the cock size to ensure they would follow her. She needed to put up a show of strength, an attack that would rally the rest of the Empire behind her.

Purity decided that they would face down the Protectorate, the plan was to strike and try and capture Miss Militia, or maybe Mouse Protector and make them cum, a bit of humiliation to the heroes seeing one of their most famous heroes desperately rutting to get any sensation would be just delicious.

The Attack was launched against the Protectorate should have been quick. The plan was to cut them off, grab them and fuck them until they loose. Simple, easy, and showed the superiority of the Empire over the weaker raced heroes, maybe they could have picked Faultline, or the Asian bitch, but the heroes needed to be knocked down a peg or two.

The plan did not go as well and simple as she had hoped. Purity got caught by an airblast round and fell, Alexandria punted the twins in their cocks and they knocked her away, stumbling into a retreat, Cricket and Battery had a short little fight, but she eventually retreated at the prospect of getting caught between Mouse Protector and Battery. By the time Purity was able to free herself, she looked up and found 3 cocks out, hard and ready to use her.

Mouse Protector, Alexandria and Miss Militia all were looking down at her. Mouse Protector snapped her fingers and Purity found herself naked.

The first to move was Alexandria, gripping Purity’s hair and shoving the brunette’s face into her smelly cock, her heavy and hot testicles resting on her lips. Purity tried to protest, but when she opened her mouth, a bit of Alexandria’s sagging skin entered, and Purity tasted the sweaty unwashed fuck stick. Purity attempted to resist, her mind protesting, but her body refused to obey, as she took in one of Alexandria’s fat juicy balls in her mouth and began to suck on them.

Kayden savored the taste as her tongue danced over the latina’s sack, she could practically taste the cum through the skin, the strong hand of Alexandria on the back of her head.

“The Empire is really pathetic, just having a cock shoved in your face is all it took for you to drop all of your superiority, and worship a cock of someone you hate.” Alexandria taunted, rubbing her cock in the face of Purity even more, rubbing her musk all over her face. Kayden was hating it, but her body was loving it, she was hard, she loved the taste of sweaty cock, Elenor had made her addicted to it, and Kayden did fantasize of being fucked by a dirty cock that was bigger than her.

The hand came off the back of Kayden’s head, and she pulled back, gasping for air, before she suddenly found her head pushed back and her vision was all but filled with a pair of juice and plump dark brown cheeks. Mouse protector was sitting on her face, wiggling her hips side to side as she found her seat.

“I bet she was made the seat of Iron Rain.” Mouse Protector teased, before she felt a tongue slide against her rosebud, giving her a small shock, but not unwelcomed.

The joking hero smiled, enjoying having her asshole being teased by the powerful flying artillery villain. Mouse Protector loved to humiliate her opponents, typically that was by leaving them naked in public, or by having them teleport with her behind them and then she puts them in a full nelson and pounds their ass until they come. She occasionally would shove her feet in their face, or even her ass. The Mousy hero stroked her shaft a bit, enjoying as Purity started to push into her asshole now.

“I think you may be right there Mousy.” Alexandria nodded, watching with some interest as the villain worked her tongue along the insides of the dark chocolate ass.

Mouse Protector eventually stood up, Purity pushing up a bit to keep her head in the dark cheeks, before she felt a strong hand grab her hair.

“I think it’s time we have this villain locked up.” Miss Militia stated, her cock firmly pressed between the cheeks of Purity. The Middle eastern hero smirked, before Alexandria floated up just enough to be crotch level with Purity’s head. Mouse Protector then backed up, pressing her cheeks into Purity’s throbbing hard shaft, they were going to make her cum, Kayden knew she had lost.

Alexandria’s cock invaded her mouth and then throat. Miss Militia's cock found itself snuggly in Purity’s ass, and Mouse Protector made sure her lubed up anus clung tightly to the cock of the white supremesist they were gangbanging.

Kayden gagged on the cock as it slammed into her throat over and over, saliva coating the cock and her mouth as the flying brick got a bit rougher, gagging rang out through the entire street as she slammed herself down and pulled back. Kayden’s lips trying to form a seal and failing repeatedly, just creating a clear slurping sound with each extraction of the shaft.

Miss Militia on the other hand, had her hands full with Kayden’s ample chest, their hips meeting with a resounding slap multiple times a second. The cock rammed in and pressed Kayden’s sensitive spots with ease, crushing them and moving to the next one with each thrust. It was as if her cock was a weapon she mastered to make people cum.

Mouse Protector however, moved slower, letting Purity enjoy her ass, knowing that she wouldn’t be feeling much pleasure any time soon with the cage once she cums. Each move was slow, deliberate, torturous with pleasure.

Kayden let out a muffled scream and she tensed up, thrusting her own hips forward, and Miss Militia slammed her hips in extra hard and deep as Kayden came from the assault.

“Contestent 6: Purity Eliminated by: Alexandria, Miss Militia and Mouse Protector.”

The heroes withdrew from Purity, and the villain collapsed, only to look up, and see the chocolate cheeks back, filling her view, now with a cream filling.

“Eat up.” Mouse Protector ordered, having a mischievous grin on her face.

Kayden did as she was instructed.

Chapter 9: Elimination 7: Tattletale/Lisa

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Got 6 of 32 Votes (Had a tie on this one and I didn't want to do a double elimination, so I flipped a coin. Only Faultline's crew + The other 2 are left) I'm keeping the Protectorate as the "Who has what fetishes" cause I haven't gotten that many.

After elimination 10, I think I will make 1 of 2 ideas.
A Fetish listing for the characters.
or
A minigame between the eliminated with a prize (1 orgasm)

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Lisa had made a plan, she was going to go after Faultline and her crew, they were wild cards, mercenaries who would go after both heroes and villains for a pay day. Sure, she could have waited for a more opportune time, but she was smart, she would figure out a plan, it’s not like they would team up with the 2 smaller gang capes to make a more powerful group and take them out.

Oh wait, that’s exactly what happened, Now Tattletale was locked in a basement under the nightclub, it also was the laundry room apparently, because Tattletale was plugging her nose to avoid smelling all of the rancid musks that mixed together. It was actually bad enough that she could almost taste all of the dried cum in the air. It had a washing machine, and she was very much using it to try and wash the smell away.

However, She did bag a few of the smellier underwear and socks that she found, for when she escaped, Tattletale could use them against the other contestants and probably eliminate a few.

Faultline wore boxer shorts, her powers informed her that they were rarely properly washed, just had water run over them, no soap or detergent, just water.

Squaler had dropped a set of panties that had seen better days, she wore them on most of her jobs, called them her lucky panties, she was pretty sure there was a bit more than just sweat discoloration to them, Lisa didn’t want to know, even if her powers nearly tell her, repeatedly.

Bakuda was...she didn’t have any down here, which made Lisa worried if she was planning on using them for something, or if she just went around blowing people up commando.

Lisa did have a route up. For some reason, there was a very large, person sized, laundry chute she could try and climb up, however just going up would be very loud and obvious. Lisa also didn’t like the idea of getting dirty clothes rained down upon her as she tried to escape.

“Oh Tattletale. We have something for you.” Bakuda’s voice came from the chute.

A series of thunks sounded, before a small orb landed in the hamper. Lisa backed up, before a hissing sound was heard. It took a minute, but then Lisa could almost taste it.

Special bomb made by Bakuda. Gas bomb: made by the sweat of the various members of Faultline’s crew and Squealer, recently had a sauna installed. Highly potent smell, very likely to affect your mind just by breathing it in. Room is poorly ventilated and will trap smell inside.

Lisa took in a breathe. Her cock started to grow.

Being turned on by the lack of control you have, Feeling powerless is making you extra horny and making you want to jerk off to hopefully be face fucked, begging by the door might help.

Lisa’s mind slowly began to falter as she could only breathe in smelly lust bomb air that was dropped in the room. Lisa stumbled up the door, pulling out her cock and stroking it slowly, she leaned against the door at the top of the steps, before whining.

“Let me out. I give up.” Lisa pleaded.

An answer was given, as a hole appeared in the door. Before Lisa could put her mouth through to breathe clean air, a cock was rammed through, slapping her face, nearly throwing her off balance.

Lisa looked at the cock, mouth watering as she slid her tongue up the length.

Fauntline’s cock, hasn’t been washed, has had precum from Bakuda and Squealer rubbed on it as the 3 frotted together in the sauna. Tasting it will drive you into a lust filled horny state.

Lisa didn’t care about the game any more. Her brain was all but fried with the lust bomb that had gone off.

“Little tattletale finally using her mouth for something good it seems.” Faultline taunted.

Lisa didn’t respond, her tongue was washing the juices and sweat off of the pillar of fuck meat that she would soon be shoving down her throat. The only way it could be better was it someone fucked her tight naughty butt at the same time.

Lisa loved being spitroast, Paian and Foil usually tied her up and left her drained and bloated.

“Come on, let’s open this bitch up and We can have some real fun. I want to see that ass shake.” Squaler said loudly through the door.

“I bet there’s enough room for you two in her ass. But I plan to take her mouth.” Bakuda stated.

Lisa pressed her mouth to the door, swallowing the cock in a single swift thrust of her head. Lisa whines turned to whimpers as Faultline pulled her cock away. However, the door opened and Lisa was surrounded by Fauntline, Bakuda and Squealer, who were grinning and looking down at the defeated Thinker.

Bakuda acted first, grabbing Lisa’s hair and forcing her cock into Lisa’s mouth and throat. She was a bit smaller than the Thinker, but Lisa didn’t care. She wrapped her lips around and made sure her tongue worshiped every inch of the futa’s shaft. Before Lisa could realize what happened. She felt Squealer’s foot long cock, and Fauntline’s 10 in cock press on her asscheeks.

Unable to protest, the 2 futas pushed their shafts into Lisa’s asshole, causing her hole to stretch as she was double penetrated by the larger cocks. The pair alternated their thrusts, slamming in deep with each thrust, Lisa knew she was done. Her hands wrapped around Bakuda’s hips, pulling herself deeper, wrapping her lips around the base, pressing on the ring.

Lisa came, shooting her last load for nearly a month on the ground, as the Futas continued to fuck her. She hoped maybe she could get one of them to cum as well, she desperately wanted to feel hot cum inside of her. Lisa didn’t even notice when the announcement came out, or when her cock was locked up. Her powers only informed her of what she thought was important.

Lisa is a size queen bratty sub who loves to it when her partner is forceful with her. Lisa doesn’t deserve to win because she is a wimpy sub who loves to be degraded.

Lisa however didn’t get her wish. Bakuda, Squealer and Faultline pulled out of her holes, a collar clicked into place and Faultline brought her to the Bathroom, finding a stall that had locks on the inside. The Collar clicked to a cord, one that placed her on the other side of a gloryhole.

“Hope you have fun. I hear that Bakuda is planning to use you to eliminate your team, a lust bomb buttplug that will shoot out a lusty aura, makes anyone caught up in it, just makes them have a huge fucking orgasm that utterly wrecks their mind.” Faultline teased, pressing Lisa’s mouth into the Gloryhole.

“Not that you’re going to need yours for a while. Now, how about you make me some money.” Faultline ordered.

Chapter 10: Elimination 8: Spitfire

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Emily never really liked sharing a wall with Elle’s room. Whenever she had a horny night, either when she was fucked sensless, or found got someone to follow her to her room, Emily was forced to hear every moan, scream and clap of asscheek. At least with the contest, she hadn’t had to hear any of that for a week, which meant she didn’t get turned on by hearing Elle fucking. So, other than most of the crew being a bit more on edge, Spitfire was ok with this. She did have to put in a special gag just so her spit wouldn’t catch anything on fire. The ball gag secured in Emily’s mouth, she went to bed.

Spitfire closed her eyes, it was late, Labyrinth was probably asleep anyways.

She didn’t realize that her wall was slowly opening a hole…or maybe a mouth, that released a pack of tentacles. The tentacles snaked under the bed, each obe acting almost acting on it’s own, but with a collective plan. Emily rolled onto her back, tossing the covers off of her, exposing her mostly naked body, the thong she wore the only clothing on her body. Tentacles slowly slithered up the bed posts, getting closer to her wrists and ankles. It took minutes before they firmly had a grasp of the mercenary’s limbs, slowly pulling them towards the posts.

Spitfire stirred, unable to move, as another set of tentacles snaked up between her legs, and on both sides of her chest. The tentacles slowly slid the thin piece of cloth that was the thong to the side, before they acted.

Spitfire’s eyes shot open as she felt herself being penetrated in both of her holes by a pair of rather thick tentacles. What’s worse was her nipples were latched onto by smaller tentacles, the little string like tentacles coming out and wrapping themselves on her nipples, pulling on both of them. Spitfire couldn’t scream out, as the tentacles pushed deep inside of her pussy and ass. Each one pumped going deep inside, she could feel them pressing on her prostate and womb with each thrust inside of her. She tried to struggle, looking down, she saw a tentacle acting almost like a snake, ready to strike, the end opened up, and Spitfire could see a smaller tentacle inside.

The tentacle lunged forward, hitting the target, it’s open ‘mouth’ wrapping around the shaft of Spitfire’s cock, and began to suck. Spitfire bucked her hips, hoping to dislodge the tentacles, this backfired, as she felt like they got deeper inside of her. The one in her ass pressed against her prostate, grinding on it, as the rest of the tentacle stretched her anus out from the inside. The Tentacle that forced it’s way into her pussy rippled like a wave, searching for sensative spots inside of her. The ones latched to her nipples pulled and twisted them. Finally, the one on her cock pulled back and slammed back down, really working to extract the contents of her balls.

Trying to fight off the urge to cum was starting to become pointless. Looking at the wall, Spitfire saw more tentacles coming out, wrapping around her wrists, waist, throat and ankles, lifting her into the air. Unable to control her own movement now, the tentacles fucked her with a greater force and speed.

‘Damn it ELLE! I will get you for this, even if I have to use your own cock to fuck your ass!’ Spitfire internally cursed at her teammate.

The tentacles pulled out of her ass and pussy, she was held against the wall, and mouth, the tentacle that latched onto her shaft still sucking and sliding a tongue across her length, as if it was attempting to coerce the cum out of her. Before she could feel relief at the lack of the tentacles inside of her, two…thicker tentacles filled her holes, these with a bit more texture to them.

Spitfire also felt the gag come loose, dropping, but before she could scream, a tentacle shot out and plunged into her throat, making her gag loudly with each thrust. Emily could feel herself getting close. She was on the damn near on the verge of cumming.

As the tentacles continued to violate her holes, the tentacle on her dick, pushed sometime inside of her shaft, inserted something thin into her urethra. It vibrated inside of her length. Before long Spitfire reached her limit, and felt her entire body tremble, as she essentially had a triple orgasm from her body being violated by all of the tentacles,

“Contestant 8: Spitfire Eliminated by: tentacles”

Spitfire came hard. Her juices squirted from her pussy, her holes tightened on the tentacles. As Spitfire came harder than she had since joining the crew, she felt her mouth fill with what she knew was the taste of cum. Spitfire had the feeling she would have some longer consequences of this game than others, as she felt her holes getting filled by the hot and warm cum of a tentacle monster.

By the time the rest of Faultline's crew woke up and found the tentacle wall, and Spitfire mumbling with her ass in the air. Faultline looked to an embarrassed Labyrinth and gave Elle Emily's daily chores, which included cleaning the sloppy gloryhole.