Canon Fodder

CHAPTER 357 LOV

Jullie raised up and down on my dick. I was sitting on my sofa as she faced away from me in reverse cowgirl. Doing all the work the small girl gasped with every movement. I was currently trying to use my Spark on my dick, but it was much harder than using it with my hands. Just barely any power inside of her it worked a little, but not as well as I would like. 

I moved my hands to her large globes. Electricity leaping from my open palms into her massive tits she bottomed out, losing her strength. 

“It feels so good,” she moaned, her body shaking as I hovered my hands over her skin. Moving across her melons, then focusing on her nipples. A thunderstorm of lightning streaks worth shot into her. She yelled out, her chest shaking as she leaned against me. Her pussy pouring juice on my dick she cried out again as her legs squeezed tighter together.  

I must have done something right because the nerves in her chest brightened almost instantly. The nerves running along the mountains like veins of gold shined bright for a full 3 seconds. Jullie spasmed, causing them to jump and jiggle, then let out a long sigh. 

“Did you just cum from your tits?” I asked, my dick rock hard inside of her. She nodded. Ashamed of it for some reason. “What?” I asked. 

“I-I keep cumming,” she mumbled. “You barely do.”

“I’m having fun experimenting,” I assured. My fingers pinching her nipples as I pulled them. “You’re so sexy.” I kissed her neck, causing her to shiver. “You enjoy the ride, and when you feel like it you can blow me.”

She nodded, biting her lip. Moving up and down again I was tempted to play with the nerves in her ass but held off. I would have to wait to see someone cum from fucking their ass. I could tell she was struggling doing the vanilla stuff. 

Bending back she rested her hands on my knees as she began raising and lowering again. Speeding up she got into it more and it wasn’t long until I was cumming into her again. When I did she leaned back once more. My dick still buried in her as she let out a content sigh. 

I kneaded her tits, enjoying the large melons far too much. I wasn’t used to such a short girl having such a glorious rack. I was amazed by them and every part of her body. Most every canon girl I was with was gorgeous but rail thin. I guessed I missed a little extra padding on a woman. 

Slowly her Haki began to leak worry as we sat like that. “What?” I asked, moving my mouth to her ear. 

“Nothing,” she said. 

“I can feel your hesitation,” I said.

“I’m just-what are we?” She asked.

“What do you mean?” Already knowing what she was asking. 

“I don’t have the most experience with…this.”

“Sex?”

She nodded, trying to hide her blush. “And boys.” My dick pulsed inside of her, turned on by her innocence. “Is it normal to do it this much?”

“I am…a special case,” I said. “Probably related to my Power. Not sure what it is, but I could keep going it seems.” With the strong body I had much more endurance than in Utopia world. Where the robots had sucked me off into a cumatose stupor, I was struggling to let Julie keep up. I became more and more convinced I had taken a lot of the main Weston’s libido. 

“Which is why I’m asking…am I enough?” She asked. 

I let out a sigh. I didn’t like how she put it, but I knew the talk was coming. I wasn’t up for lying or  limiting myself. 

“I was in a relationship once where someone asked me to keep a promise. I thought I could, but it wasn’t long until I was breaking the promise. So…I don’t want to promise you anything, but Jullie, I really really like you. Your body is so sexy. Your laugh is cute as can be. I feel like you have the same sense of justice as I do. And I want to keep getting to know your personality as well as your body.” 

She looked up at me, smiling. I didn’t want to ruin the moment, but I hated drama. Despite causing so much, truth was the best course. “But, I can’t commit to you. If that’s a deal breaker I understand. I want to keep working with you. I would rather you and I were a thing and you knew where you stood.” 

“And where is that?” She asked, some sadness leaking out of her. 

“Wherever you want to be,” I said. “Want to move in with me? Great. Want to keep things casual, awesome. But I have an on again off again relationship.” Hancock was in this world somewhere. I really really wanted to seduce her because it sounded fun, and she was still hot as fuck. “Currently that relationship is off. She doesn’t mind other women. Which is what I’ve come to prefer. So…what do you want?” 

Standing up with a grunt she turned to look down on me. Her large chest in my face it was struggle to look up. “This girl, is that all there is?” 

I shook my head. I wasn’t about to limit myself. “I have skills. And I like to practice them.” 

She let out a shuddering breath, trying to calm down as she fought tears. “Am I not enough?” 

“You are more than enough,” I admitted, grabbing her wrists lightly. “It’s not about you. It’s about me and what I want out of life.”

“What is that?” She asked. 

“To be myself. I tried monogamy once. It isn’t for me anymore. Can you honestly say you can keep up in the bedroom? I’ve been holding back. Do you want to have all of it?” I asked. 

She looked down to my dick then up to me. “No, I couldn’t,” she said. But there was still some hesitation in her. She was at a crossroads. 

“Why don’t we see where things go? If you don’t like it, you can always walk away. If I was some crazy stalker I would be lying through my teeth to keep you here. But I want you to make the decision with all the information,” I said.

She bit her lip. “And you’re not sleeping with anyone else currently?” I shook my head. She let out a relieved sigh. “Fine, but you tell me if you think about it. I-I don’t think I could be a part of that, but…I like you too.” She shrugged, shy about the admission. 

“Perfect,” I said, studying her chest. She giggled and bent down. Resting her ample bosom in my lap she sandwiched my dick. I groaned, leaning forward as we kissed. My hands moving along her nipples I used some Spark on them. She moaned in my mouth as she started pushing her tits together. More than covering my dick I built the Spark up slowly. Mapping out her nerves as I bucked and groaned. 

When my orgasm exploded out I pushed more Spark into her causing us both to cum at the same time. Pressing herself into me I doubted she would be going anywhere anytime soon. As she recovered she brought one tit up and licked the cum off of it. Groaning from the innocent girl’s act of trying something new, it wasn’t long until I was fucking her from behind as she yelled my name. 

—

“Thank you for joining me,” I said to the others. We were in a small conference room at a hotel I booked. A long table in front of me there were only a few people sitting in the chairs, but I hoped the quantity of participants would grow. Currently I could only talk 4 vigilantes to commit. At least they were 4 beautiful vigilantes. 

“Brimstone, thank you for teleconferencing in from hell,” I said. She was a red skinned she-demon. Bat wings, white hair down her back, black horns curving from her temples to over her head. Wearing a black leather corset and black lace skirt she hissed at me. 

“I told you, it’s a summoning,” she said. Basically this world’s version of Hellboy the she-demon was known for sensing sins and dragging villain and heroes to hell. 

“Still, I appreciate you making the time,” I said. “Giga, thanks for not breaking the place down.” 

She was a 10 foot tall woman. Her head shaved she wore a large battle axe at her back. Able to grow and shrink in size she was basically Mount Lady from MHA. Wearing a very strained shirt and pants the city didn’t like her because she typically fought in the nude. Some ancient Norse Viking, she didn’t shave her pits, legs, or pubes which was the real reason people found her obscene. I actually kind of liked the wild woman, but I was weird about strong women.

She grunted an affirmation as I moved on. “Last Heroine, it was tough finding you, but again, thanks for making the trip,” I said. She was a dark haired beauty about 6 feet tall. She had scars across her face making her more badass. An energy whip at her side I couldn’t help but wonder how good she was with it. 

Last Heroine was her hero name. She claimed to be from a future alternate timeline. In that time a great villain rises up from New Castle city in the next few years. She moved to our timeline to try to figure out how to beat him before he became too strong. Basically Trunks from DBZ. She was pretty awesome. 

“Last but far from least, Justice. I must say it’s …ice to meet you,” I said. Cracking a smile the girl giggled as the others groaned. I mentally thanked Arnold for that one. “I am Tesla, formerly known as Chargefist.” 

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten our last fight,” Brimstone said. 

“I know, sorry about that. But when I see a red she-demon that belongs in a dominatrix inspired apocalypse, I jump to conclusions,” I said. She rolled her eyes and tsked. But her Haki leaked a little lust too. I wished I had original Weston’s Love Gauge but for now I would have to go in blind to these girls, like a savage. 

“As far as those who couldn’t make it…” I looked at my sheet. “Jack in the Box quit vigilante work. Hecate Hero is still in prison. And El Mariachi is part of a new group called the Darkwatch.” 

I couldn’t help but wonder if the Smut world was guiding me to the women. I had seriously tried to recruit men to my villain group, but I was turned away. Only the women accepting, it was a long line of coincidences that made me enjoy this world more. First my Spark, and now potentially the leader of a group of sexy strong women. I really wanted to name the group Weston’s Harem, but that would have to wait. 

“Now, I am sure all of you are wondering why I brought you here,” I said. “I recently quit the Sentries. Sick of their holier than thou attitude. I was hoping to start my own group.”

“And what is the focus of this group?” Brimstone asked. Her black tail whipping this way and that as she studied me. 

“Real hero work,” I said. “The Sentries have gotten away with a lot of shit over the years. The only reason they have is because they are too strong for the police to stand up to. Both are corrupt, but if we can eliminate one, I would like to refocus on the other.”

“And how do you propose we do that?” Giga asked. Her English far better than I expected.

“I know their dirty little secrets,” I said. “Every weakness they have kept hidden.” Mostly. “I know where the skeletons are buried and with your help I want to dig them up.” 

“My only interest is Medici,” Brimstone hissed. Her fangs glimmering in the light. “You hand me her, and I will consider this.” 

“Medici is dead,” I said, knowing full well her drive. Medici had a debt to pay in hell. A fact I was able to verify after asking around lately. As a mass murder from the past, she was almost a celebrity in hell because she kept dodging death. 

“Impossible,” Brimstone said, her eyes wide. 

“No. I didn’t mean to…exactly. But an item I used on her killed her a couple of weeks ago,” I said. The red skinned woman disappeared in a puff of smoke and the smell of sulfur wafted in the room. 

“You killed Medici?” Justice asked. I frowned but nodded. “Was it true what they said about her?” 

“Yes, I confirmed it myself,” I said. Looking at the others I asked, “What all do you want out of this?” 

“I am intrigued,” Last Heroine said. “You are not in my timeline. I am curious to find out if you can succeed.” I nodded, turning to Giga. 

“I simply want to fight,” she said, flexing her muscles. I turned to Justice. 

“I…don’t like fighting,” she admitted. “But I also don’t like what the Sentries have done to our city.” Jullie was in her hero costume, her gray/blue hair slicked back. She wore the bobsled outfit that disgustingly hid her glorious rack.

“What exactly is that?” I asked. “I would prefer to set our own standards in stone before we start. What would you expect from this group?” She and I discussed a little over the last few days, but she never really had an answer. 

“I want us held to the same standard we try to hold the heroes to,” Justice said. “Keep collateral damage limited.”

“That’s why I wanted Jack in the Box,” I admitted. “He can create a separate space. Keeping things outside of the city would be hard, but I am willing to promise to do our best.” She frowned but nodded. 

As she did Brimstone came back into the room. The smell of sulfur strong, the she-demon eyed me up and down. Sitting in the chair she gave me a nod. Pleased with whatever she found in hell. 

“Perfect. Any other objections?” No one spoke up. “I would like to call us the League of Vigilantes,” I said. “Or LOV for short.” With that I received the notification. 

Since vigilantes were considered villains in the world, I wasn’t too surprised. Happy with the outcome I continued, “I have made a list of everything I know about the S-” I stopped talking as the door burst open. In walked the devils…er not Brimstone’s devil, but the Sentries. 

At their head was Nightwalker. To the side was Feral Feline, Lady Day, and Truthsuitor. 

“Chargefist,” Nightwalker said. “You are under arrest.” 

“It’s Tesla now,” I said. “What are the charges?” 

“I don’t give a shit what you call yourself,” Nightwalker said. “Charges are the death of Medici, destruction of Sentry property, and whatever the hell else we find going on here.”

Annoyed, I played the fight over in my head. Nightwalker wouldn’t be caught off guard again. Lady Day would be restricted without her flight in the small room, but I hadn’t prepared her kryptonite. Truthsuitor was a joke, his weakness was asking him riddles, and I already had a few prepared. Feral Feline would be the most annoying though. Despite his bestiality tendencies he was strengthened by the moon. That night was a full moon. 

Sadly looking at Justice I was upset to go so quickly, but I ended up saying, “World Escape.” 

Back in the Red Room I considered finally going to the Comic Hall. “But…” I said, looking at the next smut door. “I didn’t get a whole lot of practice with my Spark.” Able to tell people’s bodies to do most anything I had been curious how I could force my own body and perhaps dick to grow.

“Maybe you will have the answer to my question,” I asked the 4th smut door. “Last one, I swear.” I stepped in and it all went black.