Gadget Girl
by Matt Van Opens
Hi all,
Once again if you are confused by any of this I direct you to Matt_Seraphim – backstory for further information.
Otherwise I’d like to give my usual thanks to my fellow writers and pic creators. Especially Thom Gall, Supergirlx, Wizard, Mr. X, Broadbuster/Vigman, Nomad, Tommyboy, and many more who I can’t recall off the top of my head.
Mid-1990’s (after Cleo) and 1999
“You know for being a genius you don’t seem to be able to take a hint,” Matt says as he dodges the next volley of fire. He had recently stopped a attempted robbery by a woman wearing a black jump suit fitted with enough gadgets to make give any engineer a hard on. On her head she wore thick goggles attached to a helmet that lets her blond hair spill out the back.
“Oh yeah…well try this on for size.” She quips as she turns around enough to let loose her last volley of rockets before continuing to fly away. “I’ve got to loose this guy fast, I’m just about out of tricks.” She mutters to herself, as she taps a few keys on her wrist computer and pulls out a cylinder with a pin dangling from its top.
Matt mean while easily dodges the non-guided rockets as he bounds towards the woman once again, but before they all get past him he plucks one out of the air and gives it a new trajectory. One that puts it towards the self titled Gadget Girl.
Her sensor register the incoming target but her jet thrusters allow her the greatest maneuverability so it ends up impacting causing her to crash into the street. “*cough, cough* Jesus, I thought heroes weren’t suppose to kill people.” Gadget attempts to stand on weak and shaky legs. Her svelte body bruised and banged from the fall, most of her gadgets have been destroyed, and her jump suit has defiantly seen better days as she’s missing the sleeve of her left arm. Fortunately her right hand still has the cylinder and the computer.
“Well that is usually the case traditionally but I’m not quite your regular hero. Ready to give up?” Matt says as he land close by.
Spying a door she could jump in to, Gadget Girl pulls the pin and throws the flash bang towards Matt as she makes a run for the door.
“Seriously now what’s that going to…*BANG*” It goes off right in front of Matt in a deafening explosion of sound and light. His ears are ringing so hard he can’t hear anything else except the pumping of his blood (which he more feels than hears). His eyes see nothing but white light as they took the shock completely unprotected. Mouthing some thing he hopes is a string of obscenities.
Dropping to his hands and knees Matt begins the change to Seraphim. Hair lengthens and changes to black, body firms up as the change continues. Finally his penis retracts in as her pussy grows and her breasts bulge in Matt’s loose shirt. “I’ve got to start wearing looser shirts, I think my chest grew again.” Seraphim thinks. If she was able to see, Seraphim would have noticed that the metal bits of the flash bang has shredded most of her cloths, which already don’t quite fit.
Reaching out with her telepathy Seraphim tries to track down Gadget Girl. The flash bang still effecting her senses means little to Seraphim’s mental powers, although it does make it a little hard to concentrate. But Gadget Girls panicked mind makes it easy for her to pick out. Slowly moving in her direction she feels her way into the building.
“You can’t hide from me.” Seraphim says into the building, trying to sound as confident as she can in her semi-blinded state.
“Another hero, god you guys are coming out of the walls aren’t you. Don’t worry I won’t need to hide much longer.” Gadget Girls says as she steps out behind her, tapping a few keys on her wrist computer.
Spinning to face her Seraphim’s eyes are able to make out the outline of the technophile terrorist. “What are you going to do? You’re out of your toys.” Seraphim boasts.
“Not quite, but I was able to find some new toys to play with. Get her!” Gadget Girl yells, as her three foot tall robotic companion she had summoned as the heist went sour drops from the ceiling. It’s first move was to yank down Seraphim’s pants and shove the vibrator in it’s others into her waiting cunt. Seraphim doubles over in pain and pleasure as the hard dry vibrator rips into her dry pussy.
“I was worried that Zim here wouldn’t be able to take that other guy but thankfully you came in and I ran into this Adult Sex shop in the first place.” Gadget Girls keeps her distance as she speaks and heads for the back door. “Keep her busy while I escape, Zim. Oh and whoever you are, I originally programmed Zim to pound the daylights out of me…so I hope you have a lot of stamina.”
And pound he did, soon after Gadget Girl had left Seraphim had fallen to her knees as Zim flipped the vibrator on and worked it in and out of her with hydraulic intensity. Pulling out of the now well lubed pussy, Zim moves around back and pushes Seraphim onto her face with her inviting hole at perfect arms length for Zim.
Wasting no time he begins again, jackhammering Seraphim’s cunt so hard her face and boobs are being pushed further into the floor.
“OOOOOOOOOoooooooonhhhhhhhh.” Seraphim groans, she has never experienced a fuck like this. The few times Seraphim and Matt were intimate with Cleo it was tender, loving but this was a completely soulless fucking machine. Then shoe drops, Zim’s dildo clenched hand begins to rotate. After five revolutions it reverses rotation, this adds a new sensation of being bounded by a not only a jackhammer but also a drill.
“*UGH* This must be…oooooo…how an oil well feels.” Seraphim ponders on the verge of collapse.
The piece de resistance was a light flicking Zim started on Seraphim’s engorged clit. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh” The dam busts as Seraphim unloads her juices over Zim’s arm, but being a soulless machine has it’s advantages.
Never tiring Zim doesn’t let up as Seraphim orgasms with all of her might, “What, no it’s not...mmmmmmmmmmmm…not again.” The second orgasm washes over Seraphim, and Zim’s arm followed by a third and fourth.
Seraphim’s mind can’t take it anymore, her eyes roll into the back of her head as she threatens to collapse due to the strain. But her uncontrolled telekinesis lashes out, gripping Zim with crushing force it throws him clear across the room smashing itself as it goes through the brick wall. The racks of prono magazines and videos around her didn’t fair much better. Shelves exploded, tapes and magazines shredded themselves in the maelstrom. As the multiple orgasms subsided so did the TK furry.
Taking a few minutes to collect herself Seraphim stands and makes her way to a bathroom to clean herself up some before finding a shower. “Next time Gadget, next time.”
The end.
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