Wonder Woman's hips rolled upward again in desperation and horror
as yet another bloated, oversized android penis plunged itself, deep,
hard and brutally into the over sexed avenger. Pounding, pumping,
gagging and moaning, the brunette bombshell soared uncontrollably
toward another mind ripping climax as the mass of ten or so androids
around her climaxed again and again on, under, over and especially
inside the totally raped heroine. Under the two piles of undulating,
pulsating android bodies, an occasional grasping arm, clenching hand or
twisting foot surface in a desperate attempt at escape, only to be
pulled
back down and back into the pool of violently raping automatons.
They wouldn't stop. Ruthless, cold, efficient and untiring the
androids
continued their massive sexual barrage. Catwoman had no idea of the
time or how long Wonder Woman and Batgirl were being "entertained".
She was too busy reviewing Lord Easystreet's financial records and
having him sign over deeds, power of attorney and so forth to care about
the moaning and screaming coming from the master bedroom. All she
knew was, the last two or three episodes of Oprah were pretty lame.
The pile of androids across from Wonder Woman swelled and
pumped more feverishly now as the small whining voice underneath
began wailing in absolute desperation. Then with one last explosive
surge. The pile soared upward and then collapsed, its occupant stilled.
Wonder Woman's hand exploded from between muscular arms and
strong backs. Her hand groped the air in desperation as her screams
grew more intense. The pile of automatons intensified their onslaught
until, with one last death throw Wonder Woman's arm grew limp and the
she-avenger collapsed with a final moan.