"Wowzers! This idea was even better than I imagined!"
Mr. Mxyzptlk exclaimed as he watched the normalized debauchery of Earth. In front of him were dozens upon dozens of screens, each one showing a different women getting fucked by hung horny boys.
On one screen, he saw the Batgirls being brought to climax by a child in his room. The three of them laid out like a buffet on his bed, his dick ramming into the red haired one while his small fingers eagerly played with the other two's holes. The trio were brought to a screaming climax by the kid who eagerly finished in his current Batgirl and went onto the next.
Another had that fishman's hot wife, Mera, bouncing on a boy's dick on the beach in plain view of everyone. Not that wasn't a strange sight with what he had done and instead, they were just one of many others getting freaky on the sand. Dozens of bikini babes being fucked by boys and treated like a normal day.
A different screen had Powergirl and Supergirl both being the stars of a school orgy. Their costumes were long gone and the two blondes were pressed up against one another as they were fucked from behind, their lips locked around another dick. Oh watching these two become normalize to the constant fucking was a treat and one he replayed many times.
Another screen had hordes of boys on Themyscira itself. The island of women forbidding any male from stepping foot on it in so many realities now a vacation destination for boys to come and play with a real life Amazon. Their immortal bodies honed from centuries of training and discipline render useless against boy cock. All across the island, Amazons were reduced to screaming moaning fucktoys and the centerpiece was Wonder Woman and her mother themselves giving a double titjob to a boy on the latter's throne.
All across the Earth, all across time, Mr. Mxyzptlk eagerly consumed the content he was given and laughed. "It's even better than I imagined it would be! I never thought how hot it would be when all this started!" He laughed again and focused on another screen. There on a cruise ship, he saw Harley Quinn and her new owner fucking in the pool. The female jester had a collar on her neck that announced her as taken and thus only usable by her owner. The boy's parents were enjoying their vacation on some chairs, sipping on fruity drinks.
"The casualness gotta be the best part about all this! I didn't think it would be that appealing but god damn, I was proven wrong!"
There was something in how everyone, even the Blue Boy Scout himself, just accepted boys and women fucking as a normal part of their lives to be so appealing. Mr. Mxyzptlk saw Batman talking with Batwoman as she was railed in front of him by a horny kid and did not even blink an eye at it. He saw Superman scolding his cousin for refusing to let a kid use her holes when she first awoke on Earth. He watched as heroines, villainess and every woman in between willingly let themselves be used and discarded as boys please and everyone treating it as normal.
It was so damn hot and Mr. Mxyzptlk needed more.
But how? The Fifth Dimension Imp pondered on that question. He could make the whole universe a free use shota paradise but eh, the wider universe had less hotties that he was interested in. Plus picked Earth specifically because it attracted all of them. It made the viewing nice and easy, plus it was super hot to see alien babes gradually being broken down and accepting the norms.
Add more things? No. Mr. Mxyzptlk liked what he had going and, for once, was loath to change it. Although, Mr. Mxyzptlk snapped his fingers and just like that, every girl above the age of fifteen was guaranteed to grow up into a supermodel tier hottie. That'll add more fun to the mix but it just wasn't enough.
His fingers tapped on his chair. His eyes wandered around his realm before finally landing on a styled blue 4.
Lightning struck him, figuratively and literally as his powers gave him a shock and he jumped up off his chair.
"That's it! My vacation spot!" Mr. Mxyzptlk exclaimed. He forgot about it! It's been so long since he's been there that it slipped his mind. He swept his hand and the screens all changed to another multiverse so similar to his own.
The Marvel Multivese played out in front of him and with another wave of his hand, they all focused on their greatest appeal. The women.
Invisible Woman. Black Widow. She-Hulk. Black Cat. Spider-Woman. Jean Grey. Ms. Marvel. All of them and more flashed across his screens. Their appearances, one and all, sexy and alluring and above all else, ripe for boys to fuck them.
"Yes. Yes! This is what I need! A bit more variety to this pot!" Mr. Mxyzptlk laughed. Oh he wasn't abandoning his little fetish planet any time soon, or ever in fact, but seeing other women on this Earth getting reduced to moaning free use toys for boys was just the fresh spice he needed.
He rubbed his hands, blowing on them for that little dramatic flair, and readied all of his phenomenal might. Mr. Mxyzptlk brought his hands as far apart as they could go and brought them back together in a thunderous clap.
An echo rang out through his realm and the Imp quickly sat back down on his chair. The screen was all blank for a moment as the new reality set itself. Soon, each of them came on and Mr. Mxyzptlk leaned back to watch the show.
When people thought of spy work, they typically thought of adventures filled with explosions, seducing important people like guards or politicians to get information, and epic shootouts that end with the spy and their target beating each other up.
Natasha Romanoff, better known as Black Widow, would openly admit that isn't true. Well, it isn't true most of the time. While her long career as the Avenger's premier spymaster had led to such wild adventures, there were two things that movies often left out from spywork. Namely, the preparation and the waiting.
And Natasha wasn't talking about debriefing on her target or what kind of weapons she would be using. No, Natasha was talking about the hours of work to prepare the perfect sniper nest for her to use, carefully scouted out and then built through the weeks. This was only done after she learnt her target routine right down to the bathroom breaks. Preparation spent for that one perfect moment for her to take her chance.
And then after that was the waiting. You had to wait for weeks or months for that golden moment to take your shot. Movies tended to have their shots be a one and done deal but Natasha, along with SHIELD, had figured out the perfect time to kill her latest target and reap the most rewards.
A typical African dictator that was spreading his reach across the land. His rise to power was noted to be a danger to his more peaceful neighbors and thus he was earmarked for assassination. The issue was that the man was paranoid to the extreme. He never went anywhere without a dozen guards, two of them having superpowers that were geared towards getting him out of danger and another two for his protection. A very annoying set of powers that made assassinating him tricky.
But not impossible. For all his paranoia, he refused to let his guards with him into the bathroom and would you have known, the one he uses in the afternoon has the perfect shot through the window. Granted, it was impossible for a normal assassin but Natasha was far from normal herself.
Natasha adjusted herself as the golden moment came closer. The humid african air was kept at bay by her form fitting suit. Her black outfit emphasizes every curve Natasha had, from her long shapely legs to her sizable behind and her impressive rack. She was bent towards the window with a sniper rifle on the window sill. The position also highlighted her butt to anyone lucky enough to see, sticking outwards in a most lewd manner. Her red hair was tied into a ponytail to ensure none would block her vision.
Natasha glanced at the time and saw that it was 1:32 PM. Just one more hour until the time came. Natasha settled back into position, relaxing her muscles to reduce her tension.
Quite frankly, Natasha couldn't wait for this mission to be done and over with. Two months of investigating. A month of finding the perfect sniper's nest. Then add in one last month to wait for the perfect time to kill this guy. Four long months spent waiting for this moment.
A moan came from right outside her door and Natasha barely paid it any attention.
At least the local boys were good at fucking. Granted, that was like saying water was wet but Natasha couldn't help but rub her legs together as more moans and cries came from just outside her door.
To establish the perfect cover, Natasha along with several other female SHIELD agents had come into the region, looking to help the less fortunate as nurses at a nearby hospital. They helped the local doctors, provided much needed hands at the hospital and most importantly were a new source of free use cocksleeves for horny local boys.
Natasha licked her lips at remembering just how she spent most of those four months. When she was in her blonde nurse persona, Nicole, Natasha was grabbed and used by whatever boy that fancied her. She would be fucked in front of parents who thanked her for helping them and providing much needed relief to their children. She would do a shift while a boy was ramming into her from behind, hugging her body as if she was just a large sex doll, as she made her rounds. Natasha would be working nights in the child's ward and be made to bounce on boy cock until sunrise.
And that was just at the hospital! Her and her fellow female agents rarely made it back to their temporary homes during the four months. Natasha herself spent more time on her back in dirty alleyways, reduced to a screaming moaning mess as hordes of boys used her, than in a bed. Not that she wouldn't be used in her bed too. When boys found out where they lived, they took turns in who would be staying with them and having foreign nurses to themselves for the weekend.
All in all, it was standard stuff for any spy woman to deal with. If you're a woman and you were going to go undercover, you had to be ready to do your part as a spy and as a sexual relief for horny boys. Natasha was an old hand at that. In fact she did most of the work in setting everything up while her fellows were more distracted by the sex.
Really, what rookies. SHIELD really needed to step up their spy program for women. Natasha found the time to be a nurse, a spy, and a cocksleeve. Still, they did make good shields for her to set everything up, so they weren't completely useless. Plus some of them were good at eating her pussy while she was being railed by a boy…
Natasha returned her attention back to her goal. Another glance at the time showed only five minutes had passed so she settled back into position. Moans, the slapping of flesh, and her door shaking as some woman was no doubt being fucked near it continued outside her room and Natasha ignored it like any normal person would.
However in ignoring that, Natasha also mistakenly ignored the slight sounds of said door slowly opening. The slight creaking was masked by the loud moans and cries and one boy peeked in to see where it led.
And what a sight his curiosity had led him to! His eyes widened when he saw the absolutely bakery of an ass clad in a black skin tight suit presented towards him. The rest of her was just as good. An alluring figure with heaving breasts that was pressed against the window sill and long red hair that looked perfect for pulling. The young boy couldn't see her face but he could easily imagine she looked just as hot there as the rest of her body did.
He barely registered the sight of a gun in her hands, too attracted to her amazing figure.
The boy glanced at the hallway and saw his neighbors just hanging out as kids their age do. Some were kicking a ball back and forth while others were just standing around and waiting for their turn with this floor's cocksleeve. A pretty local teenager who was eagerly enjoying being stuffed airtight with boy cock. She was on her knees with one boy underneath her, another behind her ramming his cock into her ass and one stood in front and enjoying her mouth. Her hands were jacking off another two cocks. Her body shuddered as she came, jerked this way and that by each boy.
The boy wanted to play with her but another glance at the redhead showed she looked way hotter, plus he wouldn't have to share her with anyone. After all, no one had noticed her yet.
So the boy quietly opened the door, slipped into the room, and locked it behind him. He spun around to see the redhead still occupied with whatever she was doing and made his way towards her.
Natasha herself almost jumped when a pair of small hands groped her ass. It was only years of being groped by small hands that prevented her from giving a kick and instead she looked back to see a small boy, probably nine or ten, standing behind her. He wore a dirty black shirt and ragged brown pants and his eyes were focused on her rear. Natasha let out a sigh and said, "Well hey there kid. You gave me a scare."
And she wasn't joking. Talk about amateur hour for her, and to think she was just calling those SHIELD agents rookies. She really needed to stop blocking out women's moans when on the job. The boy said nothing in return and instead kept groping her ass through her suit. He pinched her large cheeks and eventually slipped a hand in between her thighs, rubbing at her pussy. Natasha huffed. "Listen, I don't mind if you want to fuck me into a screaming mess, but I'm doing something rather important. You think you can wait an hour?"
At that, the boy shocked his head and instead grabbed a nearby chair to stand behind her. He pulled his pants down to reveal his cock, draping it on top of her ass. It was a typical example of any boy his age, as thick as her wrist and half as long as her forearm. It throbbed with obvious desire and Natasha could feel the heat of it even through her suit.
Natasha sighed. Yeah that's what she expected. What boy would wait to use a woman as hot as she was? "Okay okay, hang on. Let me get this suit off." Before she could though, the boy grabbed the fabric covering her butt in two handfuls and ripped it off. Tough fabric meant to provide protection against blunt impacts and small caliber bullets tore away like cheap paper. Never underestimate a boy's strength when they wanted to fuck a woman.
The spy rolled her eyes at the destruction of her suit and simply adjusted herself. Natasha spread her legs out and returned back to her mission. A moment later, a thick cock prodded against her pussy and she lightly gasped when it went in. Slowly, as if teasing her, the boy's dick went in and Natasha had to bite her lip to remain focused. She still had almost an hour but sometimes her target went to the restroom early. Better safe than sorry.
But damn it was getting hard to remain focused. The boy cock pressed every button she had just by being there. Inch by inch, her pussy quivered and her legs trembled ever so slightly. But Natasha wasn't about to lose to her chance, no matter how good it felt to be treated as a free use fuck hole. Natasha clenched her teeth and tensed her legs. A minor climax rushed through her and she fought back the urge to moan.
Finally she felt the boy's hips hit her butt and could feel his dick prodding her womb. Hell, she could feel the bulge he made in her, could easily imagine how her stomach looked with the cock's outline there. Still, Natasha strived to stay focused on the mission. Nothing would prevent her from fulfilling her mission!
And then the boy pulled back and thrusted right back in and Natasha's mind briefly blanked out.
A minute later, the boy had the international super spy moaning on the window. Her sniper rifle laid forgotten on the side as she gripped the frame. Lewd loud moans escaped Natasha's lips while the clapping of their flesh echoed in the room.
"Ah! Ah! Oh fuuuuuck!" Natasha's body tensed as she came around the cock plundering her pussy. The feeling made the boy moan in turn and he upped the pace, his little hips a blur and making Natasha's ass bounce. Natasha swallowed her drool and said in between moans. "K-Kid, come on! C-can't you slow down a bit!?"
"No!" The boy finally spoke. His words were accompanied by a loud smack on Natasha's asscheek. The redhead moaned from the duel pleasure and pain, especially since the boy kept smacking.
Natasha knew asking him to slow down was useless but it couldn't hurt to ask anyways. Her forehead pressed against the window's frame and she saw how her chest bounced in her suit as well as the thick shape going in and out of her. She bit her lip as she came again and reached for her gun. It was difficult to get into position again with a kid pounding her behind but Natasha managed it somehow. She tensed her lower body the best she could, letting her keep the sniper rifle still, and took aim once more. Natasha still had a little over half an hour of waiting but who knows if her target deviated from his pattern.
That meant Natasha had to keep still as the boy fucked her for thirty whole minutes. That…That was impossible, even for her. Boy cock could reduce the strongest of women into screaming moaning cumdumps in half of that! She had to think of a way to get the boy to slow down or else she'll miss her window because he reduced her to a cocksleeve!
"K-Kid. L-listen, if you slow down just a little bit, I'll…" Natasha thought about what she could offer him.
Her body? Hah! Like that'll make any difference. Any boy could come up to her and screw her. That's like offering water to a fish.
Show him a good time? Again, same thing. The only difference would be she would be an active participant vs just taking it like she was now. It didn't matter to the boy either way, he would still have free access to her holes.
Promise to be his cocksleeve for a while? No, that was a certainty with how hard he was screwing her anyways. Natasha had a feeling she would be stuck with him for a bit.
Then an idea came to her and Natasha moaned out, "I'll introduce you to my friends!"
That got him to stop for a moment and Natasha used it to catch her breath.
"Friends?"
"Y-yeah, a bunch of hot spies like me. Once I'm done here, we'll head back to America. I-if you slow down just for a little bit, I'll take you to them!" Natasha offered. "Imagine it kid, just you in a plane with a dozen sexy spies all to yourself."
Natasha wasn't kidding about her offer too. It was in SHIELD protocol that if an agent couldn't shake off a boy using them on the field, they were to offer them anything to allow agents to fulfill their mission, up to and including other fellow agents.
"We got a blonde with tits even bigger than mine. She loves it when boys suck on them as they plow her. A brunette that has legs that go on forever and the kind of face that looks great when she's sucking your dick. Another redhead that loves being carried fuck everywhere."
On and on she went, describing her fellows best features and soon the boy said, "Okay. I'll slow down and you'll take me with you when you leave?"
Natasha nodded. "D-deal!"
With that, the boy continued to thrust in and out of her but his pace was thankfully reduced. Instead, he went slowly and while that still made her knees shake, it didn't mess with her aim anymore either.
So thus, Black Widow stayed bent over a window with a sniper in front of her and a boy slowly fucking behind her. Climaxes came and went despite her best efforts to suppress it and Natasha's lower half shook with each one. The boy enjoyed himself by simply caressing her ass and thighs, his soft touch making her shiver.
Finally the moment came and Natasha's mind snapped into focus as the restroom door began to open. There, her target stepped into view and he closed the door behind him. He made his way to the toilet and Natasha made the final adjustments needed to finish him.
However just as she pulled the trigger, the boy rammed back into her and shoved his dick right into her womb. Natasha's grip jerked and instead of hitting his head, the bullet struck her target's shoulder. He screamed, clutching his wound, and Natasha quickly ended him with a second shot.
And that's when one of his super bodyguard's burst into the room. She remembered the briefing saying that one had a supernatural sense of numbers and could tell exactly where the best sniper spots would be.
And he was looking right at her spot. She saw him say something to another bodyguard, a short range teleporter, before they both vanished.
"Fuck."
Natasha emptied the sniper of any ammo and chucked it out the window. Then she lurched backwards onto the boy. He hit the ground with a little 'oof!' and Natasha fell onto his lap, moaning as that made the dick in her womb send a bolt of pleasure right into her brain!
"Kid, fuck me! Fuck me hard right now!" She gasped out. Natasha had only one cover available to her and that was to play the part of a cocksleeve. The superspy grabbed the top of her suit ,ripped it off of her and then took off her stingers too. She wrapped them up and shoved it into a hidden compartment in the wall. Her long legs were still clad in her catsuit but she could play it off as fetish wear.
The boy obliged. With the sexy redhead on top of him, his hands clasped onto her hips and made her bounce. He thrusted up from underneath her and Natasha cried out in pleasure.
"Yes! Fuck me! Use me! I'm your redhead cocksleeve!"
He forced her down and came directly into her womb. Natasha shook while a climax raced through her body. But it wasn't enough. They had to make it look even more convincing. She had to make people think they've been fucking for hours.
So thus Natasha turned around and fell upon the boy, capturing his lips with her own. His smaller tongue battled with hers and she allowed him to take control. All the while, her hips continued to bounce. The boy came again and Natasha was about to move them to another position when the boy had his own ideas.
Natasha was put on her knees, arms pulled backwards by the boy, as he fucked her asshole. "Ah! Oh! Oh god! You're so good!" Her tongue hung out of her lips and her eyes rolled upwards in a perfect fucked silly expression. Her tits thrusted up and down with each clap of their hips. One hand released her arm and reached for her ponytail, yanking it backwards and making her yelp. Her back arched and Natasha moaned out.
Another position. This time Natasha had her back up against the wall while the boy held her up. His hands grabbed fistfuls of her rear and she wrapped her limbs around him. His dick pounded her pussy. They were kissing again, lewdly making out as Natasha came again and again.
And then the door was forced open as armed thugs burst into the room. Natasha tensed up and this time, it wasn't because she was cumming her brains out. The boy, on the other hand, kept fucking her without a worry.
And why would he worry? Natasha's brain thought through the mixture of pleasure and danger. He was just a kid fucking his cocksleeve after all. Nothing strange about that. Indeed, the soldiers looked at them and looked away, not caring about the two of them. Two more figures pushed through the crowd and Natasha could tell it was the two supers she saw a moment ago.
They both made their way to the window and one peered down. He cursed. "Damn it, they must have already escaped. I don't think anyone saw them."
"You don't know that! You! Boy!" The other exclaimed and the boy finally stopped kissing her to look back at the soldiers. "Did you see anyone strange while fucking your toy?"
The boy shook his head. "No sir, I've been fucking my toy for hours. I haven't seen a single person come into this room."
To play along, Natasha draped herself all over him, pressing her adult figure against the child. Her chin fell on his little shoulder and she gasped out, exaggerating every word with a moan. "I'm your sex sleeve! Your personal pussy. Don't stop fucking me! Just wear me everywhere you go!"
"Yeah. I know that gaze. That's the gaze of a woman who's been used for hours." The teleporter said. "What if the assassin could teleport as well? Or maybe they were outside the window and snuck off into another room to throw off your prediction?"
"You think so? Fuck!" The first man said. "Search the building then! We-"
Chatter came from their radios and Natasha strained her ears to hear snippets of 'Sniper rifle. First floor.'
"The fucker did run! God damn it! Let's go!" With that, the men rushed out of the room and no doubt out of the building, chasing a trail that would lead to nowhere. Natasha would have smirked if she wasn't lewdly smiling in orgasmic glee.
With the danger out of the way, Natasha let herself fall head first into the pleasure and hugged the boy tighter. Each thrust into her pussy made her cum and her cries echoed throughout the building.
"Good job with your latest mission, Romanoff." Director Hill congratulated her. Natasha saluted him. "Did you encounter any trouble?"
Natasha shook her head, her nude figure still bouncing up and down on the boy's dick. She rode him in a reverse cowgirl position, facing away from him. One hand wandered up and down her side while the other was figuring another blonde agent to his right. On his left, another sexy raven haired agent made out with him. Other female agents waited their turn to be used, passing the time by fingering or kissing one another, making sure to be loud enough for the boy to hear
Just like Natasha promised, a ride back to the US with a dozen sexy spies all to himself.
"Just t-the usual sir!" Natasha said with an uncharacteristic squeal as one woman began to suckle on her nipple. "I-I had to bring this boy with us though. He d-discovered me during the stakeout and I had to k-keep him from throwing off my aim!" She moaned the last word out when the boy shoved her down and came once more into her womb. What little cum that leaked out was eagerly lapped up by other women. Some kissed and licked the boy's balls instead.
"I-I also had to promise him free use of our other agents for the ride back."
Director Hill didn't bat an eye at a dozen of her agents being treated as sex toys for one boy. It was a common enough occurrence anyhow. The only thing that surprised her this time was that they all were coming back home and not staying to be some local boy's personal cocksleeve. At least she didn't have to send someone to pick them up months down the line.
"You finished your mission and that is the important thing. I don't care even if you promised him a turn with me." Maria Hill stated. "I'll get the paperwork ready for his stay and you just all give him a good show in the meantime."
With that, Director Hill turned off the screen and Natasha returned to just that. She proudly rode on the boy's dick, making out with another agent. The boy's hands groped her ass and boobs, pinching and pulling as he pleased and making her moan into her fellow agent's lips.
It would be hours until they were back in the states and thus settled in for a long ride.