Chapter 9
(Six weeks later)
Mary Batson sat in her bed nervously anticipating the doorbell as she wondered who was going to show up to give her ‘the lecture’. After answering the emergency call from the Justice League the day before she just knew it was only a matter of time before someone showed up. When the call came in on her communicator she’d considered ignoring it, but the league was so insistent to have everyone show up for the emergency that she just couldn’t ignore it. It wasn’t until she changed into Mary Marvel that she realized just how much her costume emphasized her baby bump now that it was starting to show, but by then the call was so urgent she knew she had to respond. And it was a good thing she did too, because the league needed everyone to handle injustice league’s newest plans. But once the battle was over, Mary knew that everyone had spotted her swollen belly and breasts.
She was still able to hide her pregnancy from her parents and everyone else thanks to the oversized blouses and bulky sweaters she wore everywhere. Even when she was Mary Marvel and wearing her tight costume she didn’t allow people to get close enough to notice her baby bump, but she just knew that everyone had noticed the changes in her body the day before. How could they miss them?
Mary wondered who the league would send to deliver the lecture about her responsibilities as a super-hero and how she was suppose to set an example for girls her age instead of following the crowd. Would it be Wonder Woman? Black Canary? Hawk Woman? Just wondering made her so anxious that Mary finally bounced out of bed and went to her porn stash, ignoring the magazines and videos so she could go straight for her toys. She grabbed her favorite dildo as well as two others and then returned to her bed. Pulling the covers up in case someone walked in without knocking Mary took her favorite dildo – the one she’d created by accident – and pushed her panties to one side so she could slide it under her skirt and into her pussy, rubbing it across her clit as she did so.
Two orgasms later Mary was finally starting to relax when she heard the doorbell. Hiding all three dildos under her bed Mary jumped out and arranged her clothes so no one would realize what she’d been doing and then made her bed as quickly as she could.
“Miss Mary?” a call came through the bedroom door after a short knock, “Miss Mary, you have a visitor.”
“Who is it, Nancy,” Mary asked the maid, nervously shifting from one foot to the next without stepping away from the bed.
“She says her name is Kara Kent,” the maid said. “She says you met her through a school exchange program.
“Oh yes, Kara, I remember,” Mary said, wondering why the league would send Supergirl to give her the lecture, after all, Kara was her age, and she’d expect one of the older members to mentor her on her failings as a super-hero and role model. “Send her up, we can talk right here in my room so we’ll have some privacy.”
“I’ll bring her right up, ma’am,” Nancy said.
Mary didn’t have to wait very long before there was another knock and Kara called, “Mary? It’s me. Can I come in?”
“Come on in, Kara,” Mary called, sitting down in one of her comfortable chairs and pulling another one around to face it.
“Hi, Mary,” Kara said, closing the bedroom door behind her and walking over to take the offered chair. “I hope you don’t mind my stopping by like this, but after the mission yesterday I thought you might want to talk.”
“I can understand why the league would want to send someone to talk to me, but I thought it would be one of the older heroines that came by to give me the lecture, not you.”
“You think I’m here to give you the lecture?” Kara asked. “You must have really been preoccupied with that little baby bump of yours to miss my muffin top.”
“What do you mean, your muffin top?” Mary asked, obviously puzzled as she looked Kara up and down, noticing for the first time that the blonde was dressed in bulky, form hiding clothes just like hers.
“It’ll be easier to show you than tell you,” Kara said, pushing herself up from her chair. Moving at supers speed the girl became a blur as she changed into her costume. Mary wondered if that was what people saw when she changed with her magic lightning. A second later Kara stood in front of Mary in her full costume and Mary let her eyes move up Supergirl’s body following her red boots to her blue mini skirt, to her white belly shirt with the s-shield, red half cape and the hair band holding her long blonde hair out of her face. At least Mary knew that was what she’d see if she could get her eyes to move past Kara’s swollen belly poking out between her mini skirt and her belly shirt.
“And you thought your costume emphasized your pregnancy,” Supergirl giggled when she saw the way Mary couldn’t take her eyes off her belly.
“You’re . . . you’re pregnant,” Mary finally managed to say as Kara sat back down in her chair.
“That’s right, about four and a half months,” Kara said, leaning back in her chair and running her hand over her swollen belly. “I’m guessing you’re about three months, right?”
“That’s right,” Mary nodded.
“Well now you can see why no one else noticed your little bump, even though your costume was tight enough to make your belly noticeable, it was nothing compared to my belly. So I was the one who got the lecture, but it wasn’t that bad, after all, what could they say to me after what happened to Wally and Artimus?”
“What happened to Wally and Artimus?” Mary asked, still looking at Kara’s pregnant belly as the blonde stroked the bare skin.
“You remember when the two of them got married about six months ago?”
“Sure, the two of them flashed down to Las Vegas and got married by an Elvis impersonator.”
“Well Artimus was two months pregnant when they went down for the wedding. That means that you and I weren’t the first ones to get pregnant, so there was only so much anyone could say without sounding like a hypocrite. Not only that, but after the lecture Wonder Woman took me aside and offered to scan me and the baby with the Amazon purple healing ray to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the pregnancy. Since I noticed your little belly bump I asked if I could bring a friend along so she could get a scan too.”
“I think I’d like that,” Mary said hesitantly.
“I thought you might,” Kara said with a smile, “especially if I’m right about who knocked you up. Was it Billy or Freddy?”
“I’m not sure,” Mary said, “that’s why I think it would be a good idea if Wonder Woman did a genetic scan with her purple healing ray to make sure everything’s all right. But how did you know it was Bill or Freddy?”
“I figured if Mary Batson was fucking, than Mary Marvel was too, and that means you’re limited as to who you’re fucking. Not as limited as me, of course, but if you don’t want to castrate your lover when you cum as Mary Marvel than Captain Marvel and Captain Marvel Junior are your only real options.”
“So, now that you know who I’ve been fucking,” Mary said with a blush, “why don’t you tell me who you’re fucking? Who knocked you up.”
“I thought that would be even more obvious than Cap and Junior,” Kara said with a puzzled look.
“Not to me,” Mary admitted. “Maybe I could figure it out if I changed to Mary Marvel and used the wisdom of Minerva I could figure it out, but I don’t know.”
“It’s not that hard to figure out if you think about it, Mary,” Kara said with a shake of her head. “How much do you know about genetics and DNA?”
“Just the basics,” Mary said, wondering where Kara was going with that question.
“Well to start with, you know I’m not human, right? I’m Kryptonian, and that means I can’t breed with a human because we’re not genetically compatible – not without a lot of scientific help that doesn’t exist yet, in fact Star labs says it will be at least another three years before they can create a viable hybrid of human and Krptonian DNA. That means that I not only have the possibility of castrating a human lover while we’re fucking, I can’t get pregnant by him.”
“But, the only other Kryptonian on Earth is . . .”
“That’s right, Superman, my cousin Kal,” Kara said, grinning at the shocked look on her friend’s face.
“But you and Superman,” Mary said, shaking her head in confusion. “I just don’t see straightlaced Superman fucking his cousin and knocking her up.”
“It’s not that surprising,” Kara chuckled. “Kryptonian DNA is more complex than Human DNA and because of that we can breed closer relations than humans can, and have babies that are perfectly healthy. When Kal woke me up from suspended animation I knew that he was going to be the father of my children, but I knew that I was too young to catch his attention, not to mention that I’d have to overcome his human social mores about incest and breeding with close relationships. But, I had a secret that Kal didn’t know about since he didn’t grow up on Krypton and get the sex education that he would have had there.”
“What does that mean?” Mary asked.
“Kryptonian females have a gland that produces a very special pheromone,” Kara explained. “The gland doesn’t develop until a girl reaches sexual maturity, but once it develops a girl can release the peromones at will, and they’ll drive a man wild. At least they’ll drive a Kryptonian man wild. Since I was only 12 when Kal found me I wasn’t sexually mature yet, but I knew it was just a matter of time. In the meantime I did everything I could to learn about human seduction, since that was the social standard Kal grew up with. I started by reading all the romance novels and watching all the romantic movies I could, but that didn’t really help. When I learned about adult videos and magazines I started studying them too, but they weren’t any help either. Of course the adult material made me so hot and horny that I kept studying them because I enjoyed them so much.”
“About a year ago I realized that Kal was starting to notice me and I realized that I was unconsciously using my peromones on him. Once I realized that I’d reached my sexual maturity I started using my pheremones every chance I got, as well as using everything I’d learned about seducing a man, and about 9 months ago I got him to fuck me for the first time. After the first time he felt so guilty about what had happened that he did his best to avoid me, but once he stopped avoiding me the pheromones took over and he lost it again. For the last 6 months we’ve been fucking at least 2 or 3 times a week, and he knocked me up about four and a half months ago.”
“So, what do the Kents think about you getting pregnant by Kal?” Mary asked, wide at Kara’s story.
“Depends on which Kent you mean,” Kara chuckled, “Clark’s excited about it, even if he’ll never admit it. Ma and Pa Kent couldn’t be happier because it means they don’t have to wait three years or more for their first grandchild. But Lois is another matter. I’m doing my best to avoid her right now, I did tell her about the pheromones because I didn’t want her to blame Clark for something he couldn’t control, but that means she’s really angry with me. But, she’s starting to calm down because the whole family decided that it would be best if she and Clark adopt the baby as soon as it’s born. She still wants her own baby with Clark, but now she doesn’t have to wait for science to catch up with their situation.”
“What do you think will happen when Kal knocks you up with the next baby?” Mary asked, smiling when she realized she’d caught her blonde friend by surprise with her question. “Come on, Kara, you said you knew that Kal was going to be the father of all your babies when he woke you up. That means you plan to have more, right?”
“Right,” Kara sighed. “Well, I’ll just have to see what happens, won’t I?”
“So, if you’re only having sex 2 or 3 times a week, what do you do the rest of the time when you’re horny?”
“What do you mean only?” Supergirl asked, “how often do you have sex?”
“Usually twice a day during the week, more often on the weekends when we don’t have school,” Mary said, explaining the arrangement she had with Billy and Freddy. “Normally we’d be out fucking right now, but Billy has an interview he has to record and Freddy’s dealing with the end of the fiscal year for his newstand.”
“Ah, the tax man cometh,” Kara said with a nod, “so I guess that means you’re free to join me on my trip to Paradise Island?”
“Sure, but you still didn’t answer my question, what do you do for sex when Kal isn’t around to fuck you?”
“Oh, I have my toys,” Kara said with a shrug, “much like the ones you have hidden under your pillow and locked in that cabinet, though I must say, I’ve never seen a dildo like that one you have under your pillow.”
“How did you . . . Oh, right, X-ray vision,” Mary sighed. “Yeah, that’s my favorite dildo, and I made it by accident.”
“What do you mean, you made it?” Kara asked.
“It use to be a torpedo shaped dildo, Freddy gave it to me the first night we fucked, but one night I was using it to fuck myself as Mary Marvel before I went to bed and I forgot to take it out before I orgasmed. My cunt muscles squeezed it into that shape when I came, and now it’s my favorite dildo because those bumps and groves hit all the right places when I stick it in my pussy.”
“Sounds like fun,” Kara said, sweeping her head all around the room before she leaned closer and asked, “Can I give it a try?”
Mary realized that Supergirl must have been using her X-ray vision to see where everyone was in the house before asking her permission to use the dildo. “Sure, go ahead and give it a try, just make sure that you pull it out before you cum.”
“I will, I promise,” Kara said, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling the dildo out of hiding.
“You might want to clean it off first,” Mary advised, “I was using it just before you arrived.”
“Not a problem,” Kara said, staring at the dildo for a second and then blowing on it. “A quick burst of heat vision to sterilize it, then a quick blast of cold breath to cool it down and I’m ready to go.”
Mary watched as Kara raised her miniskirt – revealing the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties – and stuck the odd shaped dildo right into her wet slit.
“Oh, wow, you were right, this dildo really does hit all the right places. It’s the perfect pussy pleaser,” Kara moaned as she fucked herself with the dildo. “Can you make me one?”
“I can try,” Mary said. “Toss me the other two dildos.” With her free hand Kara reached under Mary’s pillow and pulled out the two metal torpedoes and tossed them to her without missing a stroke with the dildo in her pussy.
Mary placed the dildos on the other chair and called out, “Shazam,” changing into Mary Marvel in a resounding crash of lightning. Hanging her legs over the arms of her chair Mary pulled up her own skirt and pushed her panties off to the side instead of taking them off. Then, as she continued to watch Kara fuck herself with one dildo, she started fucking herself with another one. Mary wasn’t surprised to discover that she was already soaking wet, after listening to Kara’s story and watching her friend fuck herself with her favorite dildo she was surprised she wasn’t wetter.
Supergirl started to moan and jerk as she jammed the dildo harder and faster with each stroke and Mary tried to match her friend thrust for thrust. Soon they were both approaching their respective orgasms and Mary cried out, “Take it out before you cum,” as she shoved her dildo in even harder as her own orgasm slammed through her body.
“Wow, that really is a pussy pleaser,” Kara groaned, looking down at the dildo that she’d managed to pull out of her slit before her pussy crushed it.”
“And now you have one of your own,” Mary said, pulling the newly reformed dildo out of her pussy and holding it up to compare it to the other one. As near as she could tell both dildos had the exact same shape, the only difference was the color, her favorite dildo was red, and the new one was blue.
“Thank you,” Kara said, giving Mary her dildo while she accepted the newly formed one for herself. “You know, I bet every girl – or woman – in America, no, in the world, would love to have a pussy formed dildo like this.”
“Do you know how long it would take me to make that many dildos?” Mary giggled.
“I bet they could be manufactured,” Kara said thoughtfully. “By using one of your pussy formed dildos a manufacturer could make a mold and then turn out hundreds of thousands of them in no time.”
“Right,” Mary said sarcastically, “Mary Marvel’s Perfect Pussy Pleaser. Can you imagine what the league would say to that? They might let my pregnancy pass, but they wouldn’t be happy about something like that.”
“No, but I have an idea who could produce them,” Kara said with a grin. “You remember I told you that I like adult videos and magazines? And you know how Porn stars are always coming out with their own lines of toys and other products? Well, there’s a porn star who calls herself Mary Marvelous. She use to call herself Mary Marbles and she advertised herself as having the smallest tits in the business, then she got a boob job and changed her hairstyle to look like yours and she started calling herself Mary Marvelous. Well, she’s started her own product line and I bet she’d love to have a dildo like this, she could even call it Mary Marvelous’ Perfect Pussy Pleaser’ if you want her to.”
“I guess that could work,” Mary said thoughtfully, “but why would she listen to me if I pitched it to her? And what would I do with the money, because unless she’s a really greedy bitch she’ll probably want to buy the idea or give me a percentage of the sales.”
“As far as the money goes, you can do what my cousin Kal does. He’s trademarked all the things associated with Superman, including the name, the family crest, and his costume. He gets a share of all the money that comes in from selling his trademarks and he puts the money in an anonymous Carribean account and donates the funds to his favorite charities. If you did that with the money from your dildo you could contribute money to your favorite charities anonymously, and since they didn’t know who the money was coming from, or what it’s coming from, they can’t object.”
“That could work,” Mary decided.
“As far as Mary Marvelous is concerned,” Kara said nervously, “as the fan who mentioned to her that she looked a little bit like Mary Marvel, I might be able to set up a meeting.”
Mary stared at her friend for a full second before she burst out laughing, “You didn’t.”
“I may have mentioned it in an e-mail I sent her,” Kara admitted. “A few weeks later I got an e-mail from her with a picture showing her new boob job and hair style where she said she wanted me to be the first one to know that she was changing her name.”
“Do you think you can contact her and set something up?” Mary asked, “if she’s not too busy we could stop in and see her either on the way to Paradise Island, or on the way back.”
“Let me check,” Kara said, pulling her phone out typing in her message. “That was quick,” she said a few seconds later. Mary says she has the day off and would be glad to see me and my friend since we’re in the area, and she gave me her phone number and address.”
“Trusting sort,” Mary said, “not that you or I really have anything to worry about if she’s setting us up.”
“That’s true,” Kara nodded.
“Tell her we’ll be there in an hour,” Mary said after a few seconds thought.
“Why so long?” Kara asked.
“If we got there any sooner she could suspect we’re more than a couple fans,” Mary pointed out.
“Ok, message sent, and she says she’ll see us in an hour. So, what do we do in the meantime?”
“First, how would you like to help me make another Pussy Pleaser?”
“Sure, but we already have two of them, why make another?” Kara asked.
“Well, she’s going to need one for a pattern if she decides to make them,” Mary said, “and I’m not going to give her mine, and I don’t think you want to give her yours.”
“No way,” Supergirl said, holding her dildo tight.
“So, we have to make another one for her,” Mary said, picking up her last torpedo shaped dildo and handing it to Kara.
“Now I see where you’re going,” Kara said, grabbing the hem of Mary’s blouse and pushing it up past her breasts. “I’m sure you could make this one on your own, just like you made the other two on your own, but you’re thinking that this way we can both enjoy the process,”
“Something like that,” Mary groaned as Kara sucked on her erect nipple. She helped guide the dildo between her legs until the tip was lined up with her pussy lips and then she slid both of her hands under Supergirl’s belly shirt, sliding her hands along Kara’s swollen belly and higher until she was massaging her friend’s swollen tits. Soon the two girls were in a race to see who could get the other one off first, Kara had an obvious advantage since she was shoving a dildo in and out of Mary’s slit at the same time she was sucking on her breasts, but Mary wasn’t ready to let her friend win without a fight and she attacked Supergirl’s swollen breasts and dripping pussy with a passion.
In the end the two girls had to call it a tie, neither one of them was sure who came first, they were both carried away by their orgasms that they were both left dizzy and worn out. “Perfect,” Kara said, holding up the newly formed silver dildo, “this should be just what Mary needs.”
“Kara,” Mary said hesitantly, “I’m not sure, but were we screaming when we came? I was enjoying things so much I forgot to keep quiet so my parents and the servants didn’t know what we were doing.”
“Well, if we did scream I don’t think anyone heard us, everyone’s where they were before we fucked each other,” Kara said after a quick scan with her X-ray vision. “Maybe we weren’t loud enough for them to notice.”
“I hope so,” Mary sighed, “I’m not ready to tell my parents about the baby yet, and the servants don’t know that Mary Batson is Mary Marvel.”
“I’d say you don’t have anything to worry about,” Kara decided. “So, you ready to head for LA before we go on to Paradise Island?”
“First we change, then we let everyone know that we’re going out for a while, then we head for LA.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Kara said, changing into her street clothes in a blur of color, Mary did the same in a flash of lightning and then the two girls collected their book bags, adding the two newly formed dildos, and waked out the front door after letting Mary’s mother know that they were going to the library.
