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Rationalizing that this "Namor" is a victim himself and they must avoid more changes, she leads him to a private stall in the showers.

by Master_Kind
Storyline Dr. Diabolical's Delights
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Previous Chapter Muscle Beach (Caitlin and She-Hulk have become fitness obsessed Gym Bunny Bimbos)

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"America, a word?" Supergirl asked with a cock of her head.

"Que pasa?" America said as they walked a short distance away from Namor's guard stand.

"This 'Namor', he's a hero in your world, right? Um, a good guy?"

"Ehh, most of the time? He can be a real pendejo but he's a friend of Capitan America so I would say he's un hombre bueno."

Blushing furiously, Supergirl whispered to her new friend.
 

"Look, I don't want to have to parade around in those barely-there bikinis and those sports drinks will definitely cause more changes, so if he's a good guy . . . the, um, 'other arrangement' he mentioned might be our best way in. It'll be the one Diabolical expects the least, I bet."
 
America grimaced, then sighed.

"Okay, Superchica, ees your call but you just give me an ay yi yi if he tries anything ju don't want."

Kara smiled.

"I'm sure I can fight him off if he gets too fresh-"

"Don't be so sure, mamacita! Namor es muy fuerte, especialmente in water."

The blonde gave another glance to the handsome brunette man, taking in his physique. He did look strong but hopefully not out of her class.

"Well, no matter how strong he is, he's going to be lucky to get to second base."
 
He stood up, revealing an impressive bulge between his legs.

"Or maybe third." Kara murmured, blushing deeper.

"Hmmph." America said with a jealous eye roll. "Just don't go too crazy, amiga."
 
"Ladies? Do we have an arrangement?" Namor rumbled in a deep voice.
 
Supergirl nervously smiled and flew over to him.

"10 minutes in the showers and you let us both in without any, ah, changes. Agreed?"

Namor gave her a predatory look, green eyes flashing as he took a lock of blonde hair in his hands.

"10 minutes or more, depending on whether you beg for more, beautiful one."
 
"Ugh, don't make me regret this already. Come on, let's get this over with." Supergirl sighed, grabbing one of his hands and leading him to the door of the nearby showers.
 
"If ju get too fresh, I'm taking your fishy cojones, comprendes?" America yelled as they entered the shower room.

The showers stalls nearest to them flickered on as if by motion sensor, letting out a torrent of warm water and steam. Kara had a moment to wonder what this Dr. Diabolical had about getting her to have sex in shower rooms, but shook it off.
 
"Um. Look, Namor, right? I'm Kara. I just don't want us to get off on the wrong foot before we- MMMPPH!"
 
With speed and strength she didn't expect, Namor's hand rose roughly to her hair and one of her breasts, his flight also slamming her into a torrent of warm water as he kissed her roughly. She fought back lightly but found out that his own strength rivaled hers, turning a shove on the wrist of the hand he was mauling her left tit with to a squirming caress.

He pulled back his mouth just long enough to growl in her ear before kissing her roughly again.

"Blondes. I do love blondes."

Suddenly, his other hand was tearing off her red panties, sliding them down her booted legs with incredible speed, slick with water. The other hand was mauling her enlarged tit with rough, masculine confidence, making her sensitive teat throb with unwanted pleasure.

This Namor was so strong and so rough for a Prince and it was making her-
 
Wet.
 
Suddenly, her pussy began to gush at the rough, callous treatment. Strong men just making her hurt, taking what they wanted, it suddenly seemed so hot. She felt her memories of Brainiac's gentle caresses and breast play being nice but so boring . . . until Lobo spanked her ass in public once. The sting both enraged and excited her virgin pussy. She acted like she hated it but suddenly couldn't help asking Brainiac for more, harder, faster, to make her feel it, REALLY feel it.

Wait, that wasn't right, was it? THIS was the trap! Another feeble attempt by her hands went to try and move Namor's this time, now glued to her right tit and roughly spreading her thighs. This was doing something to her memories, she had to stop-

"Stop fighting me, slut. You know you want this. Your kind always wants it bad."

Kara moaned softly as Namor's dick tickled the edge of her pussy. Fuck, she was always so wet! It was so embarrassing, Superman's goody-two-shoes cousin, so wet all the time but so rarely satisfied. Having to always be a good girl in public but in private, oh, fuck, in private-

"Nooo . . . don't . . . stop . . ." she whimpered weakly as memories of marathon fuck sessions with Mon El, Atom Smasher and other muscled hunks slipped into her memories, even the time she gave Lobo of all people her virginity- fuck, that couldn't be right, could it?

"Don't worry, I won't stop. Blonde bimbos like you never want me to stop." Namor said haughtily as he slid his massive cock out from his speedo and casually impaled Kara's waiting pussy with it, pounding her against the shower wall.
 
The sheer size and power of his cock made her scream as he roughly fucked her, pounding her a few feet above the ground, both of his strong hands now roughly squeezing her fat fuckable titties as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, fingers now scratching at this back.

"Oh, RAO! Oh! OH, RAO! OOH, FUCK!" she began screaming helplessly as he began a pounding rhythm.

"Yes, take it,  you fucking BIMBO! Take my royal cock, you blonde SLUT!" he growled, punctuating the end of each sentence with a deep thrust, pounding her twat without mercy.
 
Overwhelming emotions bubbled up in Kara, shock, shame, lust, confusion . . . but most of all a freight train of an orgasm at the rough treatment and deep, artless dicking she was getting. Faintly, she remembered gentle caresses and foreplay being needed before but not like this. Nothing was ever like this!

"OH RAO! RAOOO! RAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
 
The orgasm hit her like a piledriver, making her entire body quake with delight at the rough treatment, pussy screaming with delight as he thrust deep into her, her entire vision going red. A flash of heat vision over Namor's broad shoulder cut trenches into the shower wall and the force of her Kryptonian pussy clamping with excitement finally drove Namor over the edge as well.

"RRRGGGGH! Blonde whore!" Namor growled as he pulled out and roughly finished all over Supergirl's mauled top, shoving her down so her tits on display were now covered in his cum.

"Next time, if you want me to cum inside you, you have to earn it." he said, panting but still smirking.

Kara slid to the bottom of the shower stall with a weak moan. That was rude, degrading, disgusting . . . and so fucking GOOD. God, she was such a bimbo slut for big, strong guys!


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