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Janet sends the new client to one of her girls

by DeMonic
Storyline Hookerisation Of Superheroines
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Janet raised the phone and a rough male voice spoke quickly “Yeah,those two bitches...the redhead and da’ black chick with phat ass...the two who are essentially FUCKING...I want BOTH of them...” the raw need in the man’svoice caused Janet to smirk.

Quickly checking her screens for the girls in question, Janet had to quickly bite her own fattened lips to stifle a moan of desire...Jessica had the little trollop that Hank and the others had made out of Luke pinned to the wall and was practically raping her in front of everyone in the “Ready Room”...not that Lunette seemed to be complaining...

God that was hot...Janet found herself rubbing her thighs together,and unconsciously running one gloved hand tantalising along the edge of her expanded cleavage. Running her tongue over her thick lips, Janet momentarily saw a glimpse of her reflection in one of her monitors...

Just because she wasn’t whoreing herself out didn’t mean she hadn’t been changed...she in many respects was more in need of a disguise than almost any of them, she was a founding Avenger with no Secret ID who’d always pursued celebrity...she was ridiculously well known...

She was also known for being petite even outside her use of her shrinking powers...so that was the first thing they “fixed”...her new “natural”height was a commanding 7”1’...and she had a thick, rubenesque figure made up with equal parts soft inviting curves and rock HARD muscle...in her skin-tight leather dress, with its scooped neck so low it practically exposed her nipples, and displayed well over a foot of cleavage, highlighting her mighty Triple H-Cup rack...she looked both hot AND dangerous as hell...indeed the way the darker skin tone they’d given her, speaking of a more Hispanic ancestry than she actually owned, contrasted both against the sinful darkness of her leather and the light, gold orban of her hair...her full cock sucking lips...her big, firm, FUCKABLE ass...yesss...any one of her Clients might want to FUCK her...but not one of them would dare to fuck WITH her...exactly the image a Lady Pimp needed...

Pulling herself back to business Janet replied “Certainly sir” her new husky, velvet purr of a voice was shocking every time she heard it “I’ll have someone...” and he she gave a low throaty chuckle “...pry them apart, and send them straight too you...if you could just wait in Room 7...” so saying she hung up and looked back at the screen...God that really was hot...

And she really would need to get someone to pry them apart; Janet pressed the buzzer that would summon her “assistant”...



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