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The cold Gotham morning let just a little light cast over the city… just to let them know that it WAS, in fact, morning in Gotham. "Mmn…" A lone stream of light broke through The Mighty Endowed's curtains and sprayed across her beautiful sleeping face, and her eyes flickered open. "Ugh…" she sat up, her big breasts wobbling on her chest in her snug top.
It was actually very comfortable, a combination sports bra and pajamas from Fashion Phenom and Superbabe costume provider Coco Klein, though admittedly it was experimental. But Coco positively LOVED making clothes for The Mighty Endowed, who considered her the perfect canvas to 'work her art,' she would say… with a weird, vaguely European accent.
She slipped her feet off her bed, stretched her arms again in the air as her breasts subtly wobbled, and she stood up. Adjusting her breezy shorts, she went about her morning. She had a quick cup of coffee, did her Lucy Stretches, then hopped into the shower to rinse off… she barely put her clothes on, when her phone buzzed on her bedside table. She blinked at it, and picking it up, she sighed… it was barely nine, and Orders was calling her? That wasn't a good sign… or it was, depends on your opinion. She prepared herself, then answered her phone.
Time: 8:58 PM. Place: The Mighty Endowed's Apartment (Bedroom)
Ring-Click
"Yes, Orders?"
"I need you to do something for me."
"Is it having sex with someone?"
"Don't take that sarcastic tone with me. Understandable as it might be. But no, you don't need to have sex with anyone. Hopefully."
"…That's surprising."
"If it's any consolation, you were not my first choice. Lucia, however, has done exactly what I told her not to do, which was drink tequila at five in the morning and then go home with the frat boys. I specifically told her to drink tequila at four in the morning and then go home with the nerds…"
"That's… unfortunate?... But if the job was for Lucy, why are you asking me? Isn't there another girl more acceptable-"
"You're the only one available at the time I have to make arrangements. Everyone else is otherwise occupied or unavailable."
"…SIGH… fine. What's the job?"
"I need you to look pretty in a swimsuit. Simple enough task."
"…That's it?"
"That's it. A client requested to be allowed to 'borrow' a couple of our girls for a photoshoot for Sports Guys magazine."
"Sports Guys magazine?"
"The name isn't important, but the sponsorship they offered and the shoutout to my business is. Just go to upper east gotham beach, bring a swimsuit, take a few sexy pictures."
"…I don't know Orders this feels…"
"You'll be fine. You won't be going alone. She'll be there to pick you up momentarily."
"What? Who? I-"
"Look, I need to go. And we both know you're going to say 'yes'. You won't disappoint me."
"Don't you mean-"
"You know what I said."
"Okay, but who-"
CLICK
The Mighty Endowed frowned as the phone hung up, "…Rude." She sighed, but as usual… Orders weren't wrong. She was going to say 'yes' and whoever was picking her up DID arrive. Knocking loudly on the front door of her apartment.
"Superbabes." Came a familiar Texas drawl as she rolled her eyes and walked to the front door, her breasts bouncing in her sports bra as she opened it to reveal Supergirl (II), who was looking like a Texas Cowgirl stripper…
She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a bikini top over her big breasts with two lone stars on the cups. Red, White, and Blue… sure, but also in the style of the Texas flag rather than the American one, and topped with a pearly white cowgirl hat on her head, and cowboy brown cowboy boots. Mighty Endowed barely registered her as she let herself in.
"Hey…" the Mighty Endowed said, surprised as Supergirl's breasts bounced against hers and she stepped aside. Letting her in.
"I take it Orders already called you?" Supergirl asked as The Mighty Endowed nodded
"Yeah. Just now." She said as Supergirl nodded. "You're going with me?"
"I was supposed to go with Lucy." She replied, "Since we got experience modeling…"
"Makes sense." The Mighty Endowed said, "Help yourself to coffee, and I'll go get ready."
"Thanks." She replied, going to pour herself a cup. "Oh, you're going to want to bring your own swimsuit." She said as The Mighty Endowed hesitated at the door to her bedroom.
"What? Why? Won't they have swimsuits for me?"
"They'd have swimsuits for ME, and Lucy." She replied knowingly. "And even if they did, I still brought my own." She said, and while The Mighty Endowed could only see her Texas flag bikini TOP… she had a feeling once the jeans came off, they wouldn't complain that she wasn't in the provided swimsuits. "…But be honest, darlin, you don't really think they'd have a swimsuit for YOU, do you?"
The Mighty Endowed, after a very brief moment of thought, sighed loudly. "…Good point." She said, "I'll go get it."
"Might as well put it on." Said Supergirl conversationally. "Get ready for it like me." She added as The Mighty Endowed nodded and went to her closest.
"That reminds me you're not going to be walking about without a shirt all day, are you?" The Mighty Endowed asked as she went scrounging.
"I have a change of clothes in the car." She replied, "I've seen Superheroines walk around in less clothes." She sipped her coffee and, after a few seconds… she put her empty cup down and heard a soft grunt, groan… then rapidly followed by a SNAP!
"FUCK!" Supergirl blinked and quickly moved to The Mighty Endowed's room to find her in a scarlet red bikini… mostly… While the bottom clearly fit, it was the top that was the issue; the center string had snapped. "I just BOUGHT this!" she cursed angrily.
"Damn." Supergirl said softly, "…Well, a refund is in order. Just put another one on!" she said as The Mighty Endowed frowned at her.
"You think I can just run down to the closest clothing store and find a swimsuit in my size? Let ALONE a bikini?" she asked, throwing a variation of Supergirl's previous question in her face, and the busty Texan frowned.
"…Fair." She said, before moving to The Mighty Endowed's closest to look for something. ANYTHING, they'd have to settle for underwear if they had to… neither of them wanted to disappoint Orders… mostly because a spiteful Orders is bad for everyone. "You've got to have something in here."
"I don't… most of my swimsuits don't fit anymore or broke!" The Mighty Endowed grumbled as she covered her breast with one arm. "I don't really go swimming thanks to these floatation devices!" she added as Supergirl chuckled.
"Now now. You got underwear? We'll just go with-" but she stopped talking as she looked in the closet. "Hold on, what's this?"
"What's what-OH no." The Mighty Endowed groaned as Supergirl pulled out a skimpy cow-print bikini top. "NO. I am not putting that on. Hell, I SWEAR I got rid of it!"
"Darlin. We don't have a choice. Put it on." She said, holding out the cowkini to The Mighty Endowed. "Worst case, it breaks, and we squeeze those girls into underwear."
"…UGH." The Mighty Endowed snatched the cowkini and put it on, starting with the bikini briefs, which were at least side-tie, so they wouldn't be a problem… but it's never the bottoms that she struggles with anyway.
"Here." Said Supergirl, walking behind her, "Let me tie you up." And after a second.
"…Why does this stupid thing fit so well!" The Mighty Endowed, in her old Cattle Call bikini, asked irately as Supergirl chuckled.
"Well… it suits you." She said as The Mighty Endowed scowled at her.
"And what do you mean by that?!" she said as Supergirl defensively held up her hands.
"It fits you! I mean…" she didn't, she was TOTALLY equating The Mighty Endowed to a Cow, but in a good way. "Hmmn…" she then closed one eye and tapping her thumbs and index fingers together, she looked through the square she made like she was taking a picture. "…It needs something?"
"I SWEAR if you find, or MAKE me wear the stupid foam horns I will quit Superbabes-"
"No. Darlin." Replied Supergirl, then with a smile she plucked off her pearly white hat, and put it on The Mighty Endowed. "There! Perfect." She patted The Mighty Endowed's shoulder. "Now throw some clothes over that beautiful body and let's go, if we're late and fuck this up, Orders will murder us."
"I can't take you hat-" said The Mighty Endowed.
"Don't worry, I have a spare in my trunk."
"…You have a spare cowgirl hat in your trunk?"
"All real Texans have spare cowboy hats in their trunks." Supergirl winked, turned, and strutted out of The Mighty Endowed's bedroom. "I'll meet you in my car. I'm parked in the lot behind the building." Once she left, The Mighty Endowed briefly admired herself in the mirror and frowned sternly.
"…I SWEAR I got rid of this." She said suspiciously to herself, but she'll think about it another time. Grabbing simple breezy clothes and a travel bag of beach goodies, she swung it over her shoulder and headed out of her apartment for the day.
…
Supergirl really did have a spare cowgirl hat in the trunk, and this one was a stylish stars and stripes. So, a patriotic cowgirl stripper once again. They arrived at the Upper East Beach and parked in the lot where a bunch of large trucks were occupying multiple spaces. They got out of the car and saw a collection of gorgeous women in swimsuits being tended to by personal assistants, makeup artists, and other crew members. Towering Security guards intimidatingly standing as Bodyguards stood around the women, who were clearly models. The beach itself was open to people who just wanted to go to the beach, but there were more than a few trying to catch a glimpse of the girls who looked more like they were on vacation rather than about to go to work.
"So…" The Mighty Endowed began hesitantly, shouldering her bag as Supergirl put on her spare hat. "Who do we talk to?"
"Well, the guy who owns the Magazine is a Callum Brooks." Said Supergirl, looking around, "But I don't see him. He's probably using one of those cabins as an office. She said, pointing to the rental cabins where there was yet more staff and crew.
"Hey! Uh… Excuse me?" They blinked around, before The Mighty Endowed looked down at the young man before her. He was a short young man, a little over for feet tall, with curly black hair, from what they could see through his 'crew' branded shirt, he had a pot belly, and an absurdly youthful face. "Hi, are you the uh… Superbabes?" he asked as Supergirl eyed him. The Mighty Endowed had to back away to SEE him past her glorious girls.
"That's right, darlin'."
"Great! Follow me, please." He said as the girls blinked after him, then each other, before Supergirl shrugged. They followed along after him, the disinterested models barely looked at them, unaffected by the beautiful, mostly clothed Superbabes… sure, Supergirl was in half a bikini, but they were also at the beach… a little prettier than other girls, sure, but nothing a model needed to notice.
The small man knocked loudly on the glass door to cabin 2, sliding it open. "Dad-Uh, Sir? I brought the replacements." He said as the girls stepped in to see a man slacking on the couch and watching TV, nearby, another man was taking notes, probably a personal assistant. The man on the couch stood up; he was a little taller than his son, but the pot belly, combed black hair, and youthful, but not absurdly so, face did not hide their relation.
"Lincoln, cigar." He said, holding out his hand to the PA, who didn't give him a cigar but a lollipop… he frowned at it, but unwrapped it and stuck it in his mouth like he was going to smoke THAT instead. "Ladies… let me look at you-Damn." He said as Supergirl winked at him and threw her jeans to the floor, standing in her full Patriotic Texan Cowgirl stripper glory, hands on her hips and glorious breasts out for all to see. "…Well, I can tell you'll be fitting right in," he said as she winked.
"That's superbabes for you, darlin." She said confidently as he scoffed, but smiled.
"Love that accent." He said, "Shame this is a photo shoot, not a video. He then turned his attention to The Mighty Endowed. "…Well? Are you gonna-FUuuuuuck." The Mighty Endowed bit the bullet by putting down her bag, grabbing her shirt, and lifting it over her head as her HUGE cowkini titties bounced free. His mouth opened, and his lollipop/cigar substitute fell to the floor as he stared at them in awe… so did his son. She stripped down until she was only in the bikini, the hat, and her shoes, arms under her breasts as she glanced at him. "ME…" he managed to hiss, "…Holy COW." He said as The Mighty Endowed rolled her eyes. "God damn girl, you really drank your milk!" he laughed as she frowned at him and said nothing. "…Garth, my boy." He said, reaching out for his son who approached, letting his father's hand slap onto his shoulder after missing a few times… because he was staring at The Mighty Endowed's GLORIOUS breasts. "This might be the best idea you've ever had."
"…Thanks, Dad. Sir." He mumbled with a small amount of pride as Callum pulled his hand away and held it out for another 'cigar,' getting another lollipop.
"Get these four into makeup." He said, before quickly correcting himself. "AHEM. Two. I meant two…" No, he didn't. "I'm proud of you, boy." He said, also meaning that, as Garth gave him a thumbs up, he stepped back outside with Supergirl and The Mighty Endowed.
"So ordering us was YOUR idea?" said The Mighty Endowed conversationally as he walked them back to the models.
"Well, yeah." He said, "When some models couldn't make it, and we couldn't find replacements, I thought that we could just order Superbabes; my college buddies said they'll do anything for money." Supergirl scoffed.
"I wouldn't phrase it EXACTLY like that, darlin." She noted as Garth chuckled nervously.
"…I mean… I experienced Superbabes first hand… with Harley Quinn." He said as if that meant something to them. It didn't; they don't really 'brag' about all their deliveries. "But yeah… I asked the lady on the phone for some girls to model for us, and she said yes, we just have to pay your usual fee, put in a few ads in the magazine… and we're golden."
"Well then, sounds like everyone's a winner then." The Mighty Endowed said lazily as she and Supergirl were brought back into the 'inner circle' of models. Who were naturally NOW paying attention with slackened jaw AWE at the two bikini-clad beauties… ESPECIALLY the one with the flotation devices, who looked like she could keep everyone there afloat out at sea with those things. They sat down on spare chairs as Garth directed some makeup artists over.
"Yeah! This will be great." Garth said excitedly, smiling at them. "Let me know if you two need anything." He said as Supergirl grinned.
"Oh, we will." She said, relaxing and letting the makeup artist work… not that they had much to do with The Mighty Endowed and Supergirl, they were gorgeous WITHOUT makeup. The Photoshoot itself was long, arduous, and filled with reality TV drama that might have sold pretty well… especially if Supergirl and The Mighty Endowed were in focus a lot… which most of the photographers certainly tried, ALL of them wanted sessions with The Mighty Endowed and Supergirl, both of whom were professionally gorgeous… posing in the water, in the sand, at the cabins…
The other models HATED them.
Lunch came and went, and after a little more time taking pictures of The Mighty Endowed and Supergirl looking hot, sexy, slutty, and back to hot… the shoot was FINALLY called off. They lost the Gotham light, and it was too gloomy to take pictures anymore... especially for the magazine, Supergirl was fairly certain some of those shots she and The Mighty Endowed did were going into a few 'private collections'.
"Ugh." The Mighty Endowed, back from a watery photo dip, lounged on a beach chair next to Supergirl as the other crew and models went back to the trucks. "Finally, it's over."
"Never thought standing around looking hot in a swimsuit was so tiring?" smiled Supergirl, drinking from a bottle of water as The Mighty Endowed gave her a sharp look.
"Hello? You do know that THIS atrocity came from the Cattle Cal,l right?" The Mighty Endowed slipped her thumbs under the strings of her top and briefly lifted her chest before letting them safely settle back into place firmly on her chest. "I had to wear this all the time." She frowned, "Every time I see it, I get flashbacks, and now I'm wearing the darn thing. I'm going to have nightmares."
"You legitimately look great in it," Supergirl said as The Mighty Endowed rolled her eyes and stood up.
"…Come on, I know by now that we look great in everything." She said as Supergirl laughed, "But let's get Orders' money and go. I want to put on proper clothes again." She said as Supergirl nodded in agreement and stood up.
"Yeah, you're right, let's go before those Professionally Pretty Princesses stab us with actual daggers instead of just sharp looks," Supergirl replied. The models acted like bitchy high school mean girls. Apparently, taking The Mighty Endowed and Supergirl's presence as a direct insult to their 'professionalism' because the Superbabes were, for lack of a better word, amateurs… apparently, they never saw a Guns and Gals monthly Issue. So far, Orders managed to find 4 with Supergirl on the cover.
…Also, they probably wouldn't be picking a fight if they knew that Supergirl was on the Guns and Gals monthly because all those guns she was holding on those covers were HERS, legally, and she knew how to use them.
Supergirl and The Mighty Endowed avoided the 'wrap party' and went to Cabin 2, knocking loudly on the glass door.
Time: 1:01 PM. Place: Gotham Upper East Beach (Cabin 2)
"Howdy, boys," Supergirl said, inviting herself into the cabin to find the Brooks boys, and Lincoln by proxy, having a conversation. Which stopped once Supergirl, The Mighty Endowed's breasts, and the Mighty Endowed came into view.
"Ladies." Said Callum, smiling lecherously. "Great work out there!"
"Thank you." Supergirl said, smiling prettily, "Now all that we need is to be paid. And we'll mosey off."
"Paid? Oh, the checks in the mail." Said Callum, waving his hand dismissively as Supergirl and The Mighty Endowed frowned together almost instantly… Garth, seeing the facial cue, also frowned unsurely. "You'll get it in a few weeks." He said.
"Weeks?" The Mighty Endowed and Supergirl said together, and the latter said sternly.
"Darlin, we don't take IOUs." She said, "Our boss doesn't ACCEPT IOUs."
"Huh?" Callum said, frowning sternly as Lincoln leaned close and whispered something into Callum's ear. "…Oh…" he frowned now, but in an annoyed look. "…Well, sorry girls, but we didn't get it in writing."
"Excuse you?" The Mighty Endowed said, surprised as Callum shrugged.
"Look, there isn't anything for it," Callum said dismissively as Lincoln helped him with his coat. "I can't exactly give you amateurs special treatment; you're going to have to wait like everyone else."
"Darlin, that ain't how we work," Supergirl noted, but Callum seemed to be ignoring them now. Which made Supergirl want to go back to her car, open her glove box, get her silver embossed W&S Magnum, and show Callum how she became Ms. Deadeye two years in a row with it.
"Sorry, girls, another time." He said, "I'm late for a meeting." He said, brushing past them both as The Mighty Endowed and Supergirl watched him go with slackened, aghast looks.
"…Is it for a meeting with Becca's foot and your ass?" The Mighty Endowed said, but Supergirl frowned… and before Garth could TRY and escape, she grabbed the glass door and shut it.
"Uh… ladies?" he began uncertainly, trying to smile, but it quickly fell. "I'm so sorry." He said, "I didn't know that my dad-Boss-"
"Your Daddy would be a dick?" Supergirl said bluntly as he flinched but nodded.
"Y-Yeah…"
"Darlin, we can go back to OUR bossempty-handed when the understanding was we'd get our usual pay upon completion." Said Supergirl as The Mighty Endowed added.
"She's very specific about it."
"We either need payment for services rendered in cold, hard cash or something of equal value that you can retrieve later with, again, cold hard cash," Supergirl noted, arms under her Lone Star Top and pushing her breasts together sternly as she glared at him. "Doesn't your daddy have petty cash? Something? Anything?"
"W-Well, there's…" began Garth, but he bit his bottom lip uncertainly. "…No, he would kill me." He said, and The Mighty Endowed sighed exasperatedly. She really didn't want Orders to kill Garth, his father, sure, but Garth seemed nice… although to be fair, she probably wouldn't KILL them… just break a few bones.
…Wait, was she part of a mafia, and Orders was the Mob boss? Questions for herself later as Supergirl promptly took control of the situation.
"Come on, Garth." She said and locked the glass sliding door, and swung the curtain shut as she smirked at him. "You can tell me, can't you?" she growled rosily with her sexy Texas drawl, approaching him and pressing a finger to his chest, tracing the letters of 'Crew' marked clearly on it in white. "You don't have to be so coy…" he shivered visibly but seemed to freeze in place. Unable to move away and entranced by her sultry blue eyes… also her skimpy bikini and big soft breasts just inches from his chest. "You want my boss to be happy with you, Garth. You get all sorts of benefits when she's happy with you…" The Mighty Endowed rolled her eyes, seeing where this was going a MILE away… God, they were such sluts… but with her arms under her truly spectacular tits, she watched Supergirl work.
"…Benefits?" Garth asked as Supergirl smiled prettily and nodded her blonde-haired head.
"That's right."
"…Like what kind of benefits?" he mumbled with a mixture of terror and excitement in his voice as Supergirl leaned close, her lips now a breath away from his lips as she stared into his soul.
"What would you like? My boss can be very… generous to boys who pay up…" He shivered, staring into her eyes.
"Can I cuddle?" he asked as Supergirl blinked.
"What?" She had been knocked out of slut mode, legitimately surprised.
"Cuddle." He said, "Can I get a hug?"
"…Seriously?" asked the Mighty Endowed. But Supergirl, after her moment of surprise faded, smiled and pulled Garth into a tight hug, his face in her tits as she rubbed his head. Garth sighed happily, wrapping his arms around her waist as she glanced at The Mighty Endowed.
"…It's just a hug." She said, before gesturing with her eyes to 'Get in here'. The Mighty Endowed sighed again, but shrugged. It's just a hug.
Garth melted between them, his eyes rolling up in a daze as their beautiful, voluptuous bodies pressed around him. The Mighty Endowed's mountainous mams contributed greatly to the epic hug around his face as he subtly motorboated them, hands around them and squeezing them closer as he inhaled their scent… while mingled with the salty sea water, they were still intoxicating.
"Hugs are real easy, Garth. You got to be bolder than this…" Supergirl said as Garth moaned, clearly enjoying the cuddling more than the opportunity to do something much more… superbabe appropriate. "Oh…" she giggled as Garth continued to squeeze and rub his face more between the four big tits pressed against him, and he pulled away. Gasping fresh A/C flavored air.
"Like… like kissing?"
"Oh. KISSING. We have a romantic." Giggled Supergirl, winking at The Mighty Endowed, who faintly smiled. "Alright, darlin', come here…" she purred, puckering her lips to smooch the air, before smooching Garth. "Mmn…" The Mighty Endowed pulled away as Supergirl made out with the young man, his hands rubbing her sides, but noticeably didn't go higher or lower, fondling her body as she swirled her tongue around his mouth. "Mmn-Mn?!" she gasped, pulling away suddenly as Garth moaned.
"Why'd you stop?" he mumbled as Supergirl ran her tongue over her teeth, then hooked her finger into his mouth and pulled it open. Making his eyes dart nervously as he glanced at The Mighty Endowed for help, but she too was too curious.
"What are you doing?" she asked for him, as Supergirl ran her fingers over Garth's tongue.
"Stick this out." She said to him silkily as he extended his tongue, and she ran her finger on it as the Mighty Endowed blinked.
"…That's a long tongue." She noted as Supergirl chuckled.
"It's almost as long as Zoey's… I was just surprised." She said before looking at The Mighty Endowed. "Now come on. I kissed him. It's your turn."
"Ugh." The Might Endowed said as Garth seemed rather dejected, "It's not you." She said quickly, before taking his face in her hands and pressing her huge breasts to his chest, tilting his head upward and promptly kissing him. "Mmmn…" they moaned together as his hands once again squeezed and rubbed her body, similar to Supergirl, pulling The Mighty Endowed as close as he could with her Cowkini tits bulging wonderfully against his body.
Letting him make out with the massively busty superbabe for a few moments, Supergirl then rubbed a finger on his check and he pulled away, breathing heavily as she smiled. "Come on, you said you partied with Harley." Supergirl whispered, "So you know you can do more than kissing and cuddling." She then pulled her bikini cups away from her nipples, pushing her tits together with her fists and sticking her tongue out as he stared at them.
"I can?" he breathed as she made her titties dance.
"That's right." She said, kneeling down before him and rubbing his pants, which were swim trunks. "How about you let this cowgirl give you a milkin?"
"Wha-" he gasped as she pulled his trunks down easily. "Oh-Oooh…" he moaned loudly as Supergirl wasted no time, mostly because if she didn't get his 5-inch dick into her mouth quickly, she might have giggled.
"Mmgh! Mmn! Mmn…" she moaned, sliding her lips up and down slowly, closing her eyes and running her tongue over his member as he bucked his hips towards her face, knocking back her hat on her blonde hair, but not entirely. She gazed up at him, twisting her lips up and down as he promptly buried his face back into The Mighty Endowed's cleavage.
She moaned softly, mingling her voice with Supergirl's moaning slurps, sliding her sumptuous lips up and down his cock as it shivered and vibrated in her mouth, but, amazingly, he didn't blow his load right away. A few minutes of a good HARD oral milking, and he didn't even pop. A drizzle of pre-cum oozed onto her tongue as she slid her lips up his length and popped off. "Ah…" her tongue danced on his cock as she grinned up at him. "There now. Wasn't that better than kissin?" She then kissed his tip. "Mwah…"
"Haa… ah…" with a raging hard on and his face buried in The Mighty Endowed's unbelievably magnificent mammaries. Garth clenched his teeth and freed himself from being drawn in deeper into her cleavage, pulling away. "Y-Yeah…" he then licked his teeth, then his lips, which felt dry, his eyes darting around before focusing on the couch. "…Get on the couch."
"Oh…" Supergirl crawled seductively across the floor and climbed onto the couch. Her breasts pressed against the back cushions as her hands rested on the back of it, sticking her Lone Star ass out behind her, shaking her hips enticingly as The Mighty Endowed pulled away from him as he walked behind Supergirl, cock vibrating eagerly to slip into something warmer… and wet. "Alright now, darlin', you get all up in there…" she chuckled seductively, leading him around as she had him on a leash. The Mighty Endowed, resting her tits on the back of his head, her hands rubbing his shoulders as she waited for him to stuff his cock into Supergirl-
Only suddenly the short man got even shorter… at least from Mighty Endowed's perspective, he pretty much vanished like he was The Atom. But Garth rested his hands on Supergirl's calves, her feet hanging off the couch, before burying his face into her pussy.
"Oohh! OOH!" she gasped first in surprise, then in pleasure. "Aah! Aaah! Ooh..." Garth slid his hands up her legs and onto her ass as his surprisingly long tongue slithered into her pussy. "Oh! Oooh! Oooh!" Supergirl moaned like she was wearing the Cowkini, "Oooooh!!" her back arching and shivering as she pushed her ass back onto Garth's face, eager for more of his tongue work… because APPARENTLY Garth was really good with that tongue…
Not with kissing her mouth, but working her tight, slipper snatch. "Oh! Aah! OOoh! Fuuuck Garth… mgh!!" her eyes rolled up into her head as the Mighty Endowed watched her have a legitimate orgasm. She's watched the other girls enough to know one when she sees one, or feels one… "Oh! Oooh!! Ooh Doggy!" she moaned, "Ooooooh…. Oh FUCK…" she gasped, shaking and slamming her body against the couch away from Garth's face.
Her legs stretched out behind her as her chest, belly, and hips slammed onto the couch. "Fuck-Fuuuuck Oh… darlin you…" she laughed, "Fuck you have to try that…" she purred as Garth blinked at her, surprised.
"Didn't I just-"
"Garth, I ain't talkin to you." Supergirl purred sultrily as The Mighty Endowed jerked slightly, her breasts wobbling noticeably as Supergirl's tense body relaxed. "Come on. Go for a ride on that TONGUE…" Supergirl moaned as she approached The Mighty Endowed… her face red and resigning herself to sex… but to be honest, hearing Supergirl cum her brains out AND walk funny afterwards did seem appealing.
"Ah!" The Mighty Endowed flopped onto her back on the couch. Supergirl folded The Mighty Endowed's legs up to frame her big, beautiful breasts between them. "AH…"
"Now let's get you more comfortably, Honey." Supergirl purred, hooking her finger into one cup, then the other, pulling them both open as The Mighty Endowed's hard nipples twitched. Supergirl straddled her, keeping The Mighty Endowed's legs up but rubbing their crotches together and moaning. "Alright, Garth, you take my girl here for a ride." She chuckled, resting one hand on her hat and the other to move the cowkini aside and let Garth stare reverently at The Mighty Endowed's pussy.
"OOooh!!" she moaned as Garth dove in, slurping and moaning hungrily as he ate that pussy like he was starting. "Ooh! Oooh!! OOOOH!!" Supergirl was not faking it at ALL. "OOOOOOH!!" The Mighty Endowed moaned and howled, Supergirl fondling her breasts now with both hands. "Fuuuuck!" she gasped loudly as Supergirl rubbed her, "AAAH!!" shaking in orgasm as Garth continued eating her tasty pussy. And no, it didn't taste like beef.
"Make her cum her brains out, and you can stick it in her." Giggled Supergirl as The Mighty Endowed opened her mouth to complain… but then she came her brains out.
"Ooooooh!!" drooling into Garth's mouth, Supergirl stood up and bent over, her pussy dripping arousal onto Garth's nose and The Mighty Endowed's pussy as she bent over the bountiful babe, her breasts quivering as she rode her orgasm, and Garth pulled his tongue out of her. "Haah… aaah…"
"Lick me out more darlin I LOVE it." Supergirl moaned as Garth stood up, sliding his cock on The Mighty Endowed's gasping pussy, her lower lips clinging to his cock as he rested his hands on Supergirl's ass, squeezing and slurping lovingly. "Oooh YEAH! MMGh!" she bounced herself up and down on his face like she was riding a stud horse. "Stick it in her, honey, let's see who you make cum first on the big dick." "Aah…!"
Supergirl, The Mighty Endowed, and Garth moaned longingly together as he slid into The Mighty Endowed, pumping away as Supergirl pinched the bountiful babe's nipples. "Ooooooh!" making her 'moo' with Garth as he kept thrusting.
"Yeah! Yeah… oh lick me! OUT… OOOH!!" Supergirl's legs wobbled, "Fuuuck!" and she came sooner than expected, falling forward as he kept thrusting into the squealing, mooing The Mighty Endowed. Supergirl, tangled up with The Mighty Endowed, fell forward onto her face.
"Mmmgh!" the Mighty Endowed moaned, getting a taste of the blonde cowgirl's arousal and Garth's drool, before feeling the latter on her tits as he fell onto her breasts. "Mmgh! Mmgh!!" throwing himself against her body as he sucked and nursed on her massive mammaries. The Mighty Endowed howled, moaned, and squirmed… shaking in orgasm as Garth buried his cock into her…
"MMMnn…" moaning into her tit, he blew his load into her pussy… it clung tightly to his cock as she shivered in climax. Garth kept sucking even as he finished. Supergirl and The Mighty Endowed moaned invitingly as the former rolled over onto the couch. The Mighty Endowed's legs flopped over, and Garth finally pulled his face off her tits and his cock from her body. Dripping in arousal and a rope of cum dangling from his urethra… still erect.
"Oh… fuck…" gasped The Mighty Endowed as Supergirl stood up. The Mighty Endowed followed, also standing up as Garth breathed softly, dazedly staring ahead until The Mighty Endowed's massive tits came into view and he started following them. The Mighty Endowed, with a dripping cum filled pussy, thought they were done.
Supergirl, however, informed her they were not. Grabbing Garth from behind and hurling him onto the couch. "Whoa?!"
"Hee-hee… let's go for a ride." She whispered sensually down at him as he blushed… then she sat on his face. "Ooooh… yeah… lick that pussy, honey. Ooooh…" she glanced over her shoulder at the Mighty Endowed, smiling expectantly as the mountainous mams wobbled. "Yeah… YEAH. MMn… look at that poor COCK just waiting to take someone for a ride." She purred as The Mighty Endowed swung her leg over Garth's lap, arm under her tits, before swinging her body up and down on his cock.
"MMGH!!"
"YEEHAW!" laughed Supergirl, laughing and moaning happily as The Mighty Endowed rode him reverse cowgirl, moaning, grunting, arm under her boob,s and the other on the couch.
"Aah! Ah! Ahh!"
"Oh YEAH! GET IT!" laughed Supergirl, "Oh… Fuck cowboy, give it to us! Give it-OOOOOH!!" she howled in orgasm of Garth's moaning mouth, his eyes rolling up into his head as she grinded her tasty pussy on his face. "Yeah, yeah… Ooooh!!" she threw her hips forward, pinning his face to the couch as she grabbed the arm of it, almost falling off.
The Mighty Endowed had the same issue, shanking in orgasm, she also fell forward, off his eager dick, and on the opposite arm. Mostly, her huge breasts avalanched over the side as she braced herself, ass sticking out behind her as she panted breathlessly. Garth sat up, his hands reaching out to spread the Mighty Endowed's shapely ass, sliding back into her from behind. "Ooh! Oooh!!" she howled erotically as he started thrusting amateurishly into her. Slapping his hips against her as Supergirl chuckled, pushing her breasts around the back of his head. Her hands grabbed The Mighty Endowed's waspy hips.
"Fuck her, cowboy, take this cow for a ride to heaven." She purred, pushing her hips against him and throwing him forward into the Mighty Endowed.
"Don't! Call me! A! COW?! OOOH! FUCK!!…" she gasped hoarsely, moaning erotically as Supergirl sped up.
"She's gonna cum! Don't stop now, cowboy! RIDE!" Supergirl moaned, licking his ear as her breasts rubbed his back.
"Aah! Ah! Aaaahhh….!!" The Mighty Endowed spasmed as Garth buried his cock back into her body. "Oooooh…" she moaned again. "Fu-Fuuck…" she laughed, breathing heavily as Garth pushed out of her, his cock still hard, he turned around. "Oh!" The Mighty Endowed flopped rather ingloriously off the couch, but he didn't notice, grabbing Supergirl's waist and kissing her again.
"Mgh! Mmnn…" she sloppily wrestled his tongue before turning around and putting her hands on the opposite arm, shaking her ass. "Come on, Cowboy, break in this filly…" his cock twitched boldly, grabbing her waist. "Yeah… Oh! Ooh… nice and tight! That a good fit? Mmgh!!" she grunted as he panted, thrusting his hips into her as she slammed back against him, almost knocking him off balance… but then two MASSIVE pillows wrapped against his head and The Mighty Endowed steadied him against Supergirl's wild bucking. "Oh! Ooh! Oooh! Aaah!" Garth moaned, mouth hanging open, before he turned his head and wrapped his lips around The Mighty Endowed's nipples. Sucking them for energy as he rode the wild filly.
"aaah…" the Mighty Endowed moaned loudly as Supergirl howled and yowled, shaking as she slammed back onto Garth, her big breasts bouncing beneath her as The Mighty Endowed reached out and grabbed a fistful of the blonde's hair, yanking it back.
"Oh YEAH! Tug those reins!" gasped Supergirl, shaking in orgasm.
"Gonna! CUM!" He gasped, finally, the Mighty Endowed putting the full weight of her colossal titties against him, pushing him forward as Supergirl pushed back.
"Oh YEAH… that's a good STUD." She purred as they collapsed together on the couch. "Mmn-hmmn…" Supergirl moaned, hanging over the arm she had used for support as The Mighty Endowed pulled away from Garth. He melted into the couch, raising his hand and dropping it on Supergirl's ass rather limply… much like his cock. But the blonde wiggled her ass, and she wiggled his cock… "Mmn-hmmn. We really drained you, didn't we, cowboy?" she purred as he moaned.
"Yeah."
"We'll, we're not done yet." Supergirl cooed before looking at The Mighty Endowed, who seemed satisfyingly exhausted.
"We aren't?" The Mighty Endowed gasped in surprise before Supergirl stood on her knees and grabbed her tits, squeezing them together and bouncing them up and down. "Oh… yeah." The Mighty Endowed then slid off the couch.
WHOMP
"Oh…" gasped Garth, gazing down at the beautiful strawberry blonde woman as her massive breasts firmly smothered his average-sized cock. There was no hope for escape… luckily, he was comforted by a warm titty fuck. "Oooh…" he sighed as The Mighty Endowed smiled warmly, and slid her huge breasts up and down his cock, firmly wrapping her arms around her chest and expertly bouncing them up and down… fully entrancing Garth to their tight warmth, wobbling movements, and soft embrace… but focused on The Mighty Endowed's beautiful smiling face.
Look at me. Look at what I'm doing to you. Don't look away. How often does this happen to you? How often do you WANT it to? Her face seemed to say. With only a warm smile and soft look in her eyes, she tossed her hair out of her face as Supergirl helped her, brushing it aside so that Garth could clearly see it. She licked and kissed the Mighty Endowed before helping her bounce her bountiful boobs faster, and holding them tighter.
There were no more words… There were only tits… and cum.
Garth gasped, unable to hold it, unable to stop himself. Those magnificent, magical mammaries were unbeatable, they were iconic, her tits were a whole new world of experiences… mainly in helping the emptying of balls… and he did.
The Mighty Endowed smiled warmly at the twitching, dehydrated-looking Garth. Her tits squeezed tightly together as his sticky warmth failed to breach the depths of her cleavage to coat them in a necklace as pearly as the cowgirl hat she wore… but she didn't seem to care that he didn't, and he didn't either… emptying as much of his balls between her sticky gooey breasts as Supergirl kissed her cheek, and smiled at Garth.
"Smile, Cowboy." She said, before holding up a phone. And taking a picture.
"Huh-what?" Garth blinked as Supergirl stood up, looking at the phone and taking another picture as The Mighty Endowed released his cock, showing the spider web of cum stretching between her titties. CLICK. Supergirl took another picture and blew him a kiss as he blinked. "…Is that my phone?"
"Mmn-hmmn," Supergirl said, before texting herself the images. "Yes, they are." She then handed him the phone, "You can keep those, darlin'." She winked, "Now… there is the small matter of getting paid." She said as Garth slowly began to realize the ramifications of what had just happened. "Mostly because you rode us DAMN good, cowboy. Ain't that right darlin?"
The Mighty Endowed, oddly enough, found that she couldn't lie. "He did. Damn good." She said, cupping and rubbing her cowkini tits. "He made such a mess."
"Tell your daddy if he doesn't want these pictures getting out, you pay extra." Said Supergirl as Garth blinked.
"Are you… blackmailing me?" he said hesitantly, but Supergirl kissed his cheek.
"We're blackmailing your daddy." She then lightly slapped the other. "OR you can pay us now…"
"We technically should be paid for the shoot AND the sex." The Mighty Endowed said as Garth mumbled.
"…Oh my god, he's going to kill me." He said, and the girls… oddly felt bad for him.
"…Cowboy, it's REALLY simple." Said Supergirl, "I told you before, we just need something as collateral. Now it can be these pictures." She pointed to his phone, "Or it can be something less scandalous."
"We'd rather not use you for blackmail." The Mighty Endowed said sincerely, "But these are our standards and practices."
"And we like making our boss happy more than we like you. Sorry, Cowboy." Supergirl admitted with a playful wink. "So. What's it gonna be?" Garth went quiet as he seemed to think… but then The Mighty Endowed added placatingly.
"Bear in mind that if we don't get paid somehow, you'll be banned from ordering Superbabes again." She said almost lazily, and moving her arm up and down… she made her sticky breasts bounce side to side subtly, shaking her torso as he swallowed.
Unlike his cock, it wasn't hard to decide after that showing.
Time: 4:01 PM. Place: Gotham (Orders' House)
Supergirl's car pulled to a stop outside Orders' home, and she got out of the car with The Mighty Endowed. Both of them were fully dressed and relatively clean after showering in Cabin 2. "Some people are weird," Supergirl said as she walked around to the back of her car and opened the trunk.
"We work for one of them." The Mighty Endowed added as Supergirl hauled a bag of golf clubs from the trunk.
"True." They walked to the front door and knocked. It popped open. "Hey, Darcy."
"Tina. Elizabeth." She stepped aside, letting them inside to find Orders in her chair, drinking coffee. Tina put the bag of clubs on the couch. Orders' purple eyes only casually flicked to them, and she sipped her coffee.
"…Pity. He didn't pay up front?"
"Callum is a cock. His son, Garth, though? Not so much." Said Tina as Bessie nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, girls. Enjoy your weekend." Orders said politely as Bessie frowned.
"…You know." She said as Tina headed outside. "I remember you saying I wasn't going to have sex."
"I said, 'You don't need to have to have sex with anyone. Hopefully'." Orders added, before eyeing Bessie over her coffee. "You technically didn't HAVE to have sex with the young Mr. Brooks. But I do appreciate the future business it provides. Therefore. Enjoy your weekend, Elizabeth." Who sighed and but started walking out of the house.
"See you Monday, Orders." She said, shutting the door as Orders drank her coffee.
"Darcy."
"Yes, Mother?"
"Put another Cow Print bikini into Elizabeth's closet. She's going to dispose of the one she's wearing."
"Yes, Mother." Darcy said, before going to the box of Cow print bikinis made specifically for The Mighty Endowed.
Bessie, unaware of Orders manipulative shenanigans walked out of her house and into Tina's car. "So… want to go home?" the busty cowgirl asked, "…Or since you're still wearing the hat do you want to hit a cowboy bar I like to go to?" Bessie eyed her smiling face and rolled her eyes.
"…Fuck it I could use a drink."
"As long as it's not milk." Tina replied as Bessie ALMOST punched her… and it would've hurt a LOT. The big titty blackbelt had as much force as Tina's magnum.
End