Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)
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				Title: <strong>Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 22:40:11</strong>
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				The Trickster had struck again. The staff at City National Bank could have sworn the man who opened the vault and made off with two million in valuables was their manager, but he had been found at home tied up in his closet.<br><br>For days, no clues. The city police were baffled, and none of their allies among the hidden society of superhuman crimefighters had found any either. No-one even knew how the Trickster appeared to be different people so convincingly.<br><br>But now there had been word that some of the stolen items were to be sold in an underworld auction in an old dockside warehouse. Surely the Trickster would be there himself to watch...?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 02:28:35</strong>
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				Paragon crept up the wall of the old warehouse walls, he had heard the Trickster was around this area trying to keep things low key.&nbsp; Staying out of the lights that were few and far between was easy and soon Paragon was on the roof.<br><br>Sneaking wasn't really his specialty, his power set of telekinesis and an enhanced healing factor didn't really come in to play...especially since his telekinesis only affects what he can touch with is feet or hands.&nbsp; It's great for climbing walls or leap between building around downtown.&nbsp; His bright blue and red costume didn't help much either, blue covered a from his right hip to left shoulder while the rest of his torso and pants were red (stop laughing, his mom made it for him) all topped off with a black domino mask, the staple of the hero community.<br><br>Entering through the warehouse Paragon drops down into the center, he never did get the whole look before you leap thing.&nbsp; Who cares if the Trickster was a complete unknown.<br><br>"Alright Trickster, give yourself up."&nbsp; Paragon boasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 04:04:54</strong>
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				A pair of heavily-built goons, identical twins apparently, turned at the thud of hands and feet. Behind them, a thin man in a white suit and surgeon's mask. <br><br>"Ah, this must be... which one are you, not the Huntsman, he wears grey, not Swift... Obviously not Power Princess. Whatever happened to her? She retired, right?" the man in white chuckled. "Smart girl. The world needs more like her."<br><br>"I t'ink it's Paragon, boss."<br><br>The Trickster scowled at the goon. "I was <em>making</em> a <em>point</em>. Now shut up and get him."<br><br>The thugs, rather reluctantly, charged.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 06:04:10</strong>
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				Paragon faced the goons and man in the white suit; hands on his hips, chest thrust out if it wasn't night there would probably be a single beam of light shining down on him.&nbsp; "It is Paragon, and if you come with me to return the money now I'll put in a good word with the DA."<br><br><em>So the guy in the white suit must be The Trickster</em>. He though still hoping the villains would surrender but after the 'get him' Paragon knew it was going to be the hard way.&nbsp; Paragon attempts to deliver an upper cut to the first goon as he charges and set himself up for the second goon's attack.<br><br>Now Paragon isn't that strong, no more than a regular old human male.&nbsp; When fighting other powered folks he uses his telekinese to repulse the villains when he lands a hit, but as everyone here looks pretty mundane Paragon starts out with his normal trained (but not extensive training) fighting ability. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 02:09:50</strong>
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				The first thug took a hit to the gut and crumpled over, but without making a sound. The second swung a crowbar at Paragon's head, but found it jarred out his hands by a simple touch. Even then, he barely reacted as he was floored by an elbow across the chin. <br><br>"Hm. Well." The Trickster stepped closer, and raised a hand.<br><br>Every muscle in Paragon's limbs locked in place.<br><br>"That's better. Now, what am I going to do to you...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 03:58:22</strong>
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				Those thugs were nothing to one such as Paragon and that crowbar trick he picked up when he was trapped back in the Middle Ages fighting Morgana's armies.<br><br>"It's just the two of us now Trickster, ready to give up?"&nbsp; Then the Trickster raised his hand, Paragon dropped into a fighting position ready for what ever was going to come only to find that he couldn't move a muscle.<br><br>"Hey, what's going on?"&nbsp; Paragon grunts, "Do with me, what?"&nbsp; No matter what he does Paragon can't move.&nbsp; In a last ditch attempt to get free Paragon attempts to leap straight up with all his might but none of the control, this would send him straight into the metal ceiling...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 06:04:33</strong>
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				He managed to leap, forcing his legs to respond, but was barely able to curl up before he struck the metal ceiling with a painful clang, hitting with his back rather than his head. <br><br>As he tumbled back to the floor, the Trickster approached, standing over him.<br><br>"Hmm. Your powers are a separate system to your muscles. I'll have to watch out for that. Now..."<br><br>The Trickster leant down and touched Paragon's cheek.<br><br>And a wave of pleasure ran through him.<br><br>He had never felt anything like it before, like an all-over orgasm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 15:26:52</strong>
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				Paragon thought for a second he got away but after leaving the ground he found that he still lacked control of his body.&nbsp; Fortunately he was already off balance so his trajectory took him back first into the ceiling.&nbsp; From there it was a long fall back on to the ground, landing on his back with an "ompf"<br><br>Paragon's healing factor was already on the job, closing up the cuts and bruises he received.&nbsp; This still left him glassy eyed and dazed when the Trickster walked over to him.&nbsp; If he could have cleared his head in time Paragon would have tried to throw the Trickster across the room, but that wasn't the case.<br><br>Touching his cheek Paragon felt a jolt run through him.&nbsp; Then slowly his body began to heat up, his crotch began to tent, and he began to feel hornier and hornier.&nbsp; If he could move his hips would be pumping at the sky moaning on pleasure.&nbsp; Instead he just lies there moaning until it's too late and he cums in his spandex.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 23:54:36</strong>
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				The Trickster laughed as Paragon orgasmed helplessly, watching as he lay back, spent.<br><br>"Liked that, did you? I can make you feel that good all the time..." <br><br>A hand brushed Paragon's brow, and another surge of pleasure ran through him, making him harden again.<br><br>"Or even better. Now... tell me your name..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 00:52:06</strong>
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				Panting from his forced orgasm Paragon's not able to respond to the Tricksters question, but it seems pretty obvious that some part of him liked it.&nbsp; Then The Trickster brushed his brow, this time contacting longer than the first.<br><br>Once again Paragon grew great from being turned off and spent to hot and horny.&nbsp; His dick hardened once more and the wet spot on his spandex doubled as he blew another load into this spandex.&nbsp; Without being able to move his muscles begin to ache and fatigue faster than his healing factor can keep up with as it is also trying to heal up the rest of his injuries and fight through the dizziness.<br><br>Still breathing heavily Paragon says, "My name?&nbsp; It's..Michae...wha, nnoooo."&nbsp; Pulling back from fully relieving his name.&nbsp; Paragon knows he's in trouble and none of the other heroes knows where he is.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 04:57:31</strong>
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				"Don't try and resist... you don't really want to. Now, up you get..." <br><br>He found himself rising and standing at the Trickster's command, and following as he lead the way to a hidden door, and down a metal ramp to a secret room, with a mirror covering one wall, an operating table in the centre.<br><br>"Take off your clothes, give yourself a quick wash, then lie down." <br><br>Unable to stop himself, he started to undress.<br><br>"There now. As you've probably guessed, I have the power of body control. I can do anything I want to you now... and you'll love every second of it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 05:01:42</strong>
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				Paragon followed the Tricksters command, he tried as hard as he could to will his body to stop but it was to no avail.&nbsp; Striping off his costume showed that his back had already healed, and the residual from his last touch had left his thick 7" cock erect again.<br><br>"What...are...you...going...to...do...to...me?&nbsp; He gets out after cleaning himself and lying on the cold metal table. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 01:56:15</strong>
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				The Trickster looked Paragon over as he stretched out, studying him like a chef might examine a piece of meat, or a sculptor might a stone. Above him, a mirror on the ceiling let him see himself lying there, naked and helpless. Off to one side, a video camera silently recorded everything that would happen to him.<br><br>"Hmm. Young, strong, fit... enduring... obviously no-one will miss you as this is how you spend your nights... Is your hair naturally that shade?" He reached out and started to tease Michael's scalp, and he could feel a strange pulling sensation... and something brushing at his exposed shoulders...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 02:04:33</strong>
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				Paragon looked up at the mirror fuming at his participant, this was not how he wanted things to go obviously.&nbsp; The table began slowly warming to his body heat but still felt cool to his naked skin.&nbsp; His cock still standing erect, partly because the Trickster and partly due to his participant.<br><br>He'd grit his teeth if he could as the Trickster teases his brown hair (which matching his pubic hair) causing it to lengthen down to his shoulders.&nbsp; <em>What the hell could the Trickster be doing.</em>&nbsp; Paragon thinks.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 02:46:21</strong>
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				"I think this will suit you better." The Trickster picked up a pair of scissors, leaned worryingly close to Paragon's face... and casually cut away the ends of his lengthened hair, the original brown, leaving only the new growth, soft waves of honey blond colour.<br><br>"Can you guess what I'm doing to you yet?" he asked with a low chuckle. "I'll give you a clue..." He reached down to Paragon's hips, and pulled them apart. Bones popped and clicked, muscles stretched and tightened... and Michael's erection pulled up and into the cavity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 02:59:40</strong>
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				Paragon's mind raced, he watched the Trickster cutting his hair and as he finished it dawned on him that all that was left was the honey blond hair.&nbsp; <em>Why would he change his hair color, it made no sense.</em><br><br>Then the Trickster began reshaping his hips, making them wider, softer and more womanly.&nbsp; The pain was quick, stab like, as bones and muscle settled into their new form.&nbsp; His eyes widened as his erection disappeared into his newly formed pussy.&nbsp; "What, you can't..." Paragon pleaded, worry in his eyes but lust began to build as his new vagina moistened.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 03:10:31</strong>
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				"I can. And I will." The Trickster chuckled. "I mean, I could leave you like this, but you'd rather I didn't abandon you now, right?"<br><br>His hands roamed over Paragon's body. Wherever they touched, his body hair fell away, leaving soft, supple skin. He pressed in at his ribs and they tightened, his waist shrank at a gentle pressure...<br><br>"Don't worry, I've done this before. It's easy to rob a bank if you look like the manager. It was easy for Boss Ratelli to get away and retire to a new life as his nephew. And it will be easy for you to start a new life too..."<br><br>He cupped his hands over Paragon's nipples and pulled. Some of the bulk from his waist drained into the swelling behind his thickening, hardening nipples. <br><br>"Do you like 'em busty? Be honest..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 03:19:44</strong>
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				"Oooooohhhh..." Paragon moaned, being left like this would probably be worse than going all the way.&nbsp; The rest of the alterations were the same quick pain followed by pleasure, his slit was now a small stream he was so turned on.<br><br>Somewhere in the back of his mind what he was saying made sense, that was how the Trickster was pulling off all those heists.&nbsp; Another throaty moan as his (if you could still call him that) nipples were puffed up.<br><br>Resistance was unthinkable now, Paragon whimpered, "Yes...I *ugh* like large....mmmmm....no, huge...*pant* tiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttsssssssss..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 01:01:33</strong>
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				"I thought so... I don't do this very often, but when I do, I like to turn my victims into something they'd enjoy..." The Trickster laughed as he kneaded and pulled more, building the growing breasts up and up. "Don't worry, you'll be able to walk..."<br><br>A slow stroke around Michael's neck tightened it, leaving it smooth and slim with no Adam's apple, then the Trickster's hands were on his face, remoulding it, filling his lips, softening his jaw...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 01:37:58</strong>
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				"YESSSS!!!" Paragon moans as the Trickster grows his...we at this point it really should be HER breasts.&nbsp; Muscles reform to strenthen the back and keep her upright.&nbsp; D, E, F, G they grow past all of those before settling into a J or K range.&nbsp; He did say huge tits, at this point walking is much of a concern but smothering herself.<br><br>The Trickster works on her face next, making his conversion to her complete.&nbsp; Lips plump into soft pillows, features soften, and eyes smolder and gain an almost perminant half lidded look.&nbsp; Paragon looks more like a porn star than a superhero now...but did she still have her powers.<br><br>Through all of this Paragon rushes quickly towards a mother of an orgasm, her very first.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 01:51:39</strong>
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				"Now, Michelle, let's show you who you really are." His hands were still on her, still stroking, but now her body was no longer changing, only reacting with undeniable pleasure to his touch. <br><br>He climbed into the low surgical bed, straddling her. "All that time trying to show what a big strong man you were... only took three minutes to turn you into a slutty girl."<br><br>He took her by the wrists, guiding her hands to his crotch, to his thick, hard erection. 
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 03:14:08</strong>
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				Michelle, is she even considered a hero anymore with that body, continued her moan fest as the Trickster continued caressing her body.&nbsp; "*ugh* It feels soooo good." the slut groaned.<br><br>It did only take three minutes to turn her into a slutty looking girl but one could argue that her mind was gone before she moved onto the table.&nbsp; A spasm of pleasure erupts within her and she has her first orgasm as the Trickster straddles her.&nbsp; Her body bucking, those enormous tits sloshing about (they settled somewhere between firm and saggy, just the right quantities of each to make them jiggle at the slitest movement).&nbsp; <br><br>Her hand guided to his hard and thick member, she grasped it with her small soft hand.&nbsp; She couldn't even get her hand around the entire thing, but she started to jerk him off anyway.&nbsp; The Tricksters cock was pointing right at her face as she continues to manipulate with her hands between her jiggling tits.&nbsp; Her next orgasm begins to build as the first one subsides, Because she's that slutty or because of the Tricksters magic touch she doesn't know and maybe doesn't care.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 03:29:18</strong>
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				The head of his large, firm cock was just an inch or two from her mouth. He leaned in, and she felt it rest for a moment on her bottom lip. Then with a smirk he pulled back, and crawled down further... pointing his erection at her waiting slit.<br><br>"Tell me you want it, girl."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 03:40:18</strong>
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				The head came so close she could touch it, in fact Michelle slid her tongue out to lick the head when the Trickster true to his name pulled back out of her grasp and prepared to spear her with his meat pole.<br><br>"Yes, I need it.&nbsp; You've made me so horny, please...don't keep me waiting."&nbsp; She pleads, her cunt is dripping wet waiting to devour his cock.&nbsp; Her now free hands move up to her bountiful bosom and begins to roll the jiggling mass around. They are so sensitive that a stiff breeze could almost bring her off.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 03:49:46</strong>
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				"Good girl," he left, and thrust deep into her. The new sensations of him filling her were even more shockingly pleasurable than everything else she had experienced since that first touch. 
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 03:59:49</strong>
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				The effect of the Tricksters cock thrust was the like an hour of foreplay, followed by three hours of orgasm control, and the mother of all orgasms.&nbsp; Michelle moaned so loud that she wouldn't have been surprised if car alarms were set off, orgasm after orgasm after orgasm flowed into her.&nbsp; Four minutes ago Michelle was male and had your regular male orgasm but now...nothing could have prepared herself for the pleasure she is feeling right now.&nbsp; Her whole body is vibrating sending her ginormous juggs jiggling like an earthquake, her hands latched on her nipples squeezing them as hard as she can.<br><br>As the Trickster continues pounding it's almost like he's entering her for the first time, her mind is rewriting itself to want/need to feel orgasms all the time.&nbsp; Niche would call her an Uberslut...
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 03:31:14</strong>
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				"This is your life," the Trickster hissed through gritted teeth as he thrusted in and slid back out, in and out, in... "You're mine... You're all girl... you always will be..." <br><br>Finally she felt his warm thick spurt into her, filling her. <br><br>The Trickster's chest heaved as he took deep breaths as he slid out of her, smiling in triumph at what he had done to her, and how she enjoyed it.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 04:05:05</strong>
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				A smile formed on Michelle's lips as the Trickster declares that this was to be her lot in life, fucking and sucking for all those who wanted it.&nbsp; Inbetween moans she tried to agree with him but the pleasure was just too much.<br><br>Then he unleashed his cum inside her, she loved this sensation.&nbsp; It was so much better than any sex she's had as a man.<br><br>She whimmpered softly as he pulled out of her, she still seemed to retain her enhanced healing and soon recovered.&nbsp; "What would you like your slut to do?" she asked waiting to hear what else the Trickster had instore for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 00:04:30</strong>
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				He took her hands and pulled her up to a sitting position. She was top-heavy, but just able to keep upright.<br><br>"Let's see you properly dressed. I love seeing girls like you dressing to turn real men on."<br><br>He pointed to a set of lockers lining one wall of the surgery.<br><br>"I think number three will suit you." <br><br>He lightly slapped her bottom as she swayed over to open it.<br><br>Inside was a gleaming white PVC dress (http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2010/194/1/f/naughty_nurse_colored_by_scarecrowhassan.jpg) with matching cap and stiletto heeled knee boots, as well as sheer white stockings and panties. Colourful makeup, white plastic jewellery, bands for pigtails and even a bottle of perfume waited on a shelf in the locker.<br><br>The Trickster watched, smirking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 02:32:22</strong>
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				When Michelle stood up she was very unbalanced, besides being top heavy her feat were structured in such a way that they would be most natural in 4 inch heels or higher.&nbsp; Wobbly she walked over to the locker and opened it, jiggling with each step from breasts to butt.&nbsp; She only fell once, when he slapped her lightly but it felt so good that Michelle didn't mind, she giggled actually.&nbsp; The rest of the way there was just as uneasy but she made it.<br><br>"Oooooh, pretty." Her eyes sparkled seeing the outfit.&nbsp; She dove right in to put it on, beginning with the panties and stockings making sure the former was wedged firmly between her butt cheeks (and it wasn't a thong) and attaching the garter straps.&nbsp; Boots came next so she could stand without feeling like she was falling, then the dress/coat thingy.&nbsp; The dress barely fit her expanded chest, so she had to keep the top three buttons undone this also gives people a glorious view of her cleavage.&nbsp; On the bottom side it comes just below her ass, every time she bends to finish the ensemble she flashed her panties and ass to The Trickster.<br><br>Hair was next giving her two sexy honey blonde pigtails, followed by makeup (somewhere between classy and whorish...maybe a little more on the whore side), Jewellery and finally perfume.&nbsp; Turning to face the Trickster she goes, "How do I look, *giggle*?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2012, 02:40:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She found he had moved the camera to record her dressing, letting her play up to it as much as she liked while he watched with a smirk, breaking into a leering grin as she bent over or wiggled around in her tight little dress to adjust her cleavage. <br><br>As she asked how she looked, he grinned all the wider. "Like the perfect little slut you are. My new sidekick... Trixie."<br><br>Without another word, he pulled her close and kissed her deeply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-02-2012, 03:06:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle...no wait Trixie giggled at the compliment the Trickster gave her followed by a moan as he pulled her in and kissed her.<br><br>Trixie soon attacked his tongue with vigor milking that kiss for all she could, complete with her pushing her boobs into his chest and lowering her hand to feel his erection.&nbsp; She loved this feeling as her body and mind gave in to this pleasure.<br><br>When they broke from the kiss she looks down at his naked cock hungrily as she teases it with her fingers.&nbsp; "I should make sure I didn't hurt you in our encounter.&nbsp; I am a nurse after all."&nbsp; She wiggles as she talks and kneels down to check his cock with her hands and mouth...if he lets her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2012, 03:10:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled, even as she felt him harden in response to her touch and appearance. "Maybe I made you a bit too... nnn..." His concerns were pushed aside as she slid her red lips over his throbbing erection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-02-2012, 03:22:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Like with everything Trixie went at it with gusto, she throws her mouth around it and begins working on the bulbous head.&nbsp; Her hands stroke the base and cup his balls.&nbsp; After the head is well moistened and sucked (with deep long sucks) she begins to work the shaft from the side.&nbsp; Once the whole thing is shines with her spittle she takes the whole thing into her mouth, the Trickster didn't leave her with much of a gag reflex, and begins bouncing her head off it.<br><br>When the Trickster is ready to cum Trixie is going to attempt to catch some of it in her mouth but will let some splash into her tits.&nbsp; "Oh no, I've gotten these nice cloths all dirty now."&nbsp; She says with a hint of sadness, her hands moving to collect some of the semen on her face she can't quite get and massage the cum on her chest in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 23:18:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Trickster gripped the table for support, grunting with exertion, as his new creation all but sucked him dry. He was sure she could take it all in, but it amused him to see her licking it off her cheeks and lips. "Don't worry, they clean... mmm... very easily. Still, better take them off." Pushing himself upright, he stumbled wearily as he lead the way through one of the doors to a laundry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 23:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie felt better when the Trickster told him it can be washed.&nbsp; Following him into the laundry room and began to slowly strip out of her nurses uniform, biting her lower lip as she stares at the Trickster slowly undoing each button before stripping out of the dress.&nbsp; Her boobs bounce free as some of the cum drips off her tits onto her stockings.&nbsp; "Oh darn, looks like I"ll have to get these cleaned too."&nbsp; She pouts and turns her back to the Trickster and bends down to lower her stockings. <br><br>Her big ass and boobs jiggle as she strips out of the rest of her cloths leaving her clad in just her shoes.&nbsp; She drops the remaining cloths in the washing machine and leans over the machine to get the soap, stretching and showing off her figure to the Trickster.&nbsp; It's as if she's trying to tease the Trickster into fucking her again, she's so horny again.&nbsp; She's always horny now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 23:53:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her strip and stretch with a weak smile, and she could see a bit of a bulge in his trousers, but not as much as she'd produced before. "Yeah, might have to adjust your... need. I only have so much to give... You'll wear me out." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-02-2012, 00:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie began to pout again, "But I don't want to be adjusted.&nbsp; Don't you like the way I am?"&nbsp; She runs her hands up her body and squeezes her breasts before sexily walking back to the Trickster, she's show him that she doesn't need to be changed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 00:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Absolutely, you're just..." He trails off as she touches him, unable to resist her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 04:59:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie fishes her hand into his trousers to pull out his thick cock.&nbsp; She strokes it till it gets hard, then slips it into her tight pussy.&nbsp; She begins bouncing up and down humping the Trickster more than the Trickster is humping her.<br><br>She pushes her bountiful boobs into his face.&nbsp; Trixie's plan is to ride him into unconsciousness, that will teach him to appreciate the way he's designed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 19:32:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I - I'm done," he protested weakly, even as he sweated through her attentions, even as he spurted inside her. He had given himself unnatural endurance, but less than hers...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 00:19:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie beams, as she stands up feeling his latest load inside her.&nbsp; With the Trickster unconscious she looks around before feeling herself become horny again.&nbsp; "Oh, what do I do now?" She pouts again and begins to think of a solution.&nbsp; Five minutes later she perks up, "Maybe I can find some one outside.&nbsp; I'll have to find some clean cloths first."<br><br>She walks over to the cabinets and begins to open them one by one till she finds one with a french maid costume in, this was the one.&nbsp; She squeezes her full curves into the costume, once again it leaves her with an abundance of cleavage and he skirt just covers her ass.&nbsp; As she goes to leave she puts on the little hair cover and grabs the feather duster before walking out the door.<br><br>She doesn't get very far before a Limo pulls up...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The window slid down. She vaguely recognised the man sitting in the back, a major player in the underworld. He leered at her.<br><br>"Excuse me, Miss... would I be right in thinkin' you're one of the Trickster's masterpieces?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:58:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie leans down by the window, showing the man a excellent view of her cleavage.&nbsp; "*Giggle* Yes."&nbsp; She said starting out bubbly, "My name is Michelle...no wait Trixie...no Michelle...no, uh I'm so confused."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 17:38:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, where's your master, Missy? We've got a delivery for him." The mobster smirked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 00:46:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's in there," Trixie perks up again, she's being helpful as she points back into the warehouse.&nbsp; "He was pretty tired after all that fucking, so he's sleeping right now."&nbsp; She continues.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 00:36:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I bet," the mob boss said with a leer, as the doors all around the limo opened and he and two large, burly men stepped out, holding their coats closed, as the driver kept the engine running. "Howsabout you show us, ma cherie?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 01:00:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie looked confused by the 'ma cherie' part but gladly led the men in.&nbsp; <br><br>As her big ass swayed left her chest shifted right and so on till they reached where Trickster had fallen unconscious.&nbsp; "See right here sleeping like a baby..." Trixie trailed off as she saw the Tricksters big cock laying there exposed, her legs rubbed together and small moan escaped her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 02:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Much obliged," the mob boss chuckled, as he and his men opened their coats, bringing out submachineguns.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:29:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie missed the guns as they were pulled out, her gaze was on her own chest as she watches it jiggle.&nbsp; Her hands were now under her skirt rubbing her twat, "So horny." She says in a voice that's barely above a whisper.<br><br>As they fire she, will jump like a scared cat and fall on her delicate tush her hand glistening in her juices.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:37:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Trickster half opened his eyes, groaned "not again, bi-" and then a hail of bullets thundered into him. He did not react like a normal person would, however - he melted into a pool of viscous red liquid and ran down the drain.<br><br>And Trixie felt a knot in her stomach. And her muscles cramping. And her long hair falling away, leaving only a short, mannish haircut...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:48:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trixie looked up as her hair fell away, her clothing now loose as she changes back to Michael/Paragon.&nbsp; Shocked by what has happened he leaps at the first mobster punching with all his might.&nbsp; He had been happy, even if slutty.&nbsp; They were going to pay, and pay dearly for this.<br><br>His foot will round off to the second one after the first was get hit and will be TK-pushed into the wall behind him.&nbsp; Lastly he grabs the man he punched, lines him up with the last guy and pushes him into the other guy with enough force to have them both fly to the other wall as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wha-?" the mob boss started before a powered punch broke eight of his teeth. The others did not have time to raise their guns before they were slammed into the walls and floor. None of them would be able to identify the man who had beaten and broken them. The man still wearing ruffled panties, torn fishnet stockings and too much red lipstick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:58:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Paragon didn't bother to check on the Trickster, the blood around him told the story well enough.&nbsp; He gathered what was left of his costume and left through the skylight for home.&nbsp; He's leave a payphone close by off the hook after dialing 911, police should be there soon after that.<br><br>Paragon was forever changed by that night, still desiring to become Michelle or Trixie again.&nbsp; He still fought crime but some would say that he lost all passion for life or was just going through the motions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall Of A Hero (mvo33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 05:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He recovered as well he could, it was so unreal it was almost a dream, or an imaginary story... but sometimes, just sometimes, he looked in the mirror and thought he saw her eyes looking back...
			</dd>
		</dl>
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