Kaboom

Writing Comments and Trigger Warnings: First off big thank you to the editor. Having an extra set of eyes on anything always makes one feel better. They took their time and gave me the needed feedback to get this chapter all done. So big thank you.

This story was heavily inspired by the film Superman (2025). Namely Jimmy Olsen fallowing around Lex Luthor's girlfriend for information. I thought, a reporter keeping tabs on a supervillain while they get up to crimes and mischief, that feels like a full story in its own right. Maybe I could write it. And that just set a fire off in me, first time in a long time.

This opening chapter is more a prologue, stating the inciting incidents that would have had to happen for the world of the story to work. I plan on this being a full, ongoing story, but don't be surprised when the second chapter skips ahead a bit.

As for the content itself, this is hyper sexual. I'm aroused more by sexual acts that are far to extreme to be anywhere close to possible, and since this is a superhero story I kind of have an excuse to make this as over the top and cartoon like as I can. The story features non-con, being filmed while sexual acts our happening without consent and having that video posted, forced pregnancy, extreme growth, a giant futa girl, a massive monster like dick, being forced inside a massive penis, very extreme and very over the top cum inflation, very extreme dick bulge, being fucked stupid and brainwashed by cum, and lastly unbirth. If you are not aware of the last fetish, it means being forced inside of a someone's vagina. This story is not supposed to be taken seriously and it is well understood that it's not actually possible. Later chapters will feature breast enlargement through cum inflation, incest, and likely a dick going all the way through someone, into their butt and out of their mouth.

This story will also feature several queer characters and later on touch on asexual and aegosexuality. And later on don't be surprised if there is some light venting on the state of the world in my world building. I think you can gather that this is just me writing what I want to write and going all out with that.

With all that in mind I do hope you enjoy Kaboom and her twisted little world of superheroes and super sex!

Chapter 1

A Day Before The New Order

Ultra Light

Course Correction sat there with her head stuck tight between her thick thighs, a light moan escaping from her lips. "Are we ever going to get there, like ever?" she whispered, clearly a bit out of it with sickness getting to her.

"Anytime now," I tried to comfort her while putting my hand gently on her shoulder as I sat beside her.

The ship we were on rocked once more, causing Course Correction to gulp down on whatever had been her go to meal that morning, lovely.

"C grade supers, no joke about that. Can't even handle some good old sea sickness," a military grunt stated to himself, a few spots down from where we sat.

I could hear him of course. He would have been properly out of ear shot from most anyone else, but super hearing was one of my dozen or so lesser-known powers. The only super power anyone ever tended to know about me was that I could light up like a Christmas Tree. Outside of blinding people that I'm fighting and finding my car keys at night; it wasn't very handy. The woman dealing with keeping her food down beside me, well, she had a far more interesting ability.

In a fight, and very likely in her day-to-day life, or at least I would assume, everything seems to always go Course Correction's way. She stopped the criminal syndicate The Night Band thanks to a stray black cat tripping them over as they tried to get away from her. Prevented a major robbery because the head of the bank staff completely forgot the pin code to open the vault. Always seemed to dodge every single punch, kick and shot that went her way. She was lucky, as in the universe seemed to literally bend over backwards to her wants. It was as if destiny herself wanted to get into the girl's skirt. I have no idea about the specifics of how her powers work. Like a lot of superheroes Course Correction did not share the specifics of them.

Her hair was long, sleek and black, trailing around her face and currently her legs. She was fat, but only compared to other supers. When you thought about her in a normal, standard sense she wasn't, and she put that weight to good use in her thighs, plump butt, and what must have been a few steps above an H bra size set of tits, believe it or not. Her outfit seemed to show off the curves she had with great care, being what seemed like a strapless blue dress with a horseshoe pictured at the top of it. The rim of the golden yellow held up her pillow like breasts that I could indeed see my head just resting in, her soft light snow like skin being very inviting. The skirt of her dress was quite short; it didn't fully cover her bouncy bubble butt with the bright red of her panties being somewhat on display. She was allowed to still be showy with her body being a good twenty-four now, same age as myself. She lifted her head back up, her glasses almost sliding off her round nose but not quite. She had a very chubby and cute face that played well for a camera and she could seemingly blush on que. She knew how to sell herself, I, Ultra Light, didn't.

I wasn't too jealous of my set to be partner in this current mission. Yes, she had much bigger breasts then I did, but every person with tits beat me out as I was just a few steps shy of flat. I still had a nice ass, not as nice as Course Correction's, but I got some looks. Of course that could relate to my many piercings, jewelry and tattoos. My arms, legs and neck are covered in playful stars. I have made it a habit of putting one on myself for every deed I feel lives up to my name. My piercings are a bit more generic, simple two earrings in each ear and a very small nose ring that you could miss on a first glance. I made up for it with my rings, dark purple and scarlet red gems. I realize I was kind of a mismatch in my punky get up, but I like what I like. Added to this my body can pull my look off. My short blond hair frames my face nicely and my white one-piece swimsuit like outfit clings tightly and firmly to my body. Plus I'm tall, taller then Course Correction and she's a big girl, and guys hate to say it but they like a tall girl.

I would never call myself a C grade super hero. I was only really famous among the younger crowed, never catching the eyes of anyone over twenty. The oldest fan letter I ever got for Ultra Light was a twenty something new mom, and she clearly wanted her younger years back. My current claim to fame is that I had beaten Sundown. He was a high ranking enough supervillain, but I had done that thanks to Downpour. Ya, 'The' Downpour, the worlds most might superhero, but she wasn't going to help me out today. That of course was why Course Correction, myself, and the military troops from four different countries were uniting here.

The Canadian military ship, which they had clearly paid top dollar for, rocked again with the waves. It was starting to get to much for even me to handle, but none the less I picked up on more of the solider chatter around us.

"Ricochet's agreed to fight with us on this mission and he's the best there is," the grunt next to the man that was complaining before stated. Ricochet was one of them rich, gadget loving, superheroes that was only a supe because he was wealthy. He had his own stealth jet, which explained instantly why he wasn't on this ship with everyone else.

"He's the best there is now that Downpour is over," the first grunt quipped back. To make things easier I'll call him Guile, he does have a striking resemblance to the video game character after all.

"She's not over, she's just missing," the other one responded. His name from here on in is going to be Snake, keeping the video game theme going.

"She was raped rotten till she was begging that Kaboom to cum in her for like the tenth time. Fucked in ways I didn't even know you could fuck someone and banged so hard it left her ass cheeks in the pavement. And of course Kaboom had it broadcasted all over the internet. Youtube has it up for fuck sake, Kaboom says she'll blow up entire sections of Toronto if it gets taken down. Darn right Downpour is missing. Darn right she's gone into hiding due to embarrassment and shame. We aren't going to see her ever again. The world's greatest superhero knocked up raw by a dick packing futa!" Guile made sure to say 'dick packing futa' so everyone could hear it.

This shocking statement was very much true, every word of it in fact. Downpour was always the greatest superhero. Like there was some school yard debates about it as one would expect, but being honest she was the best there was. She had stopped floods, volcanic eruptions, helped to build hundreds of homes in war torn countries and had beaten every major supervillain at least twice. Kaboom, a new big bad, well she had come out of almost nowhere. I had heard she had done some convenience store robberies, stole from a bank, and word had it sexually assaulted a handful of women, which at this point seemed pretty fucking likely.

At what seemed like at first Downpour stopping a simple car theft in broad daylight turned into Kaboom getting the upper hand almost instantly against her. Police officers showed up, but they quickly just stood there in shock after they realized their bullets simply bounced off of Kaboom. A random citizen pulled out a cell phone and started recording and then everyone just stood there dumbfounded as this hardly heard of supervillain grew to a good nine feet in height and a massive, inhuman and pulsing cock, shot out from under her skirt. The shaft was beyond daunting; it stood a good four inches above Downpour's very head, but that didn't stop Kaboom from fucking the woman with it.

I didn't understand it, nobody could. Downpour's powers were immortality, super strength, abnormal speed and a calming presence that seemed to mellow out most of all the criminals she had to deal with. Plus she could shoot out lightning bults, ya, she was a big deal. But she had never had the ability to stretch out or reform her body.

Yet she took in the full length and massive girth of that bitch's shaft. The thing was well thicker than a wine bottle, but Kaboom didn't care, she crammed it into Downpour anyways. It jammed itself into our thought of saviour's pussy after she had gotten her panties ripped clean off and then the supervillain went balls fucking deep. The shaft somehow smashed into Downpour's womb, forced it's way into the thing, caused an intimidating and daunting bulge of human flesh to pop up on her lower body, which pushed forward, moving in-between her violently bouncing breasts. Yes, the villainess forced Downpour to give her a titty fuck while she raped her what now seemed to be dripping wet pussy raw.

Of course that wasn't the full length, Kaboom went deeper still, the bulge of flesh stretching out in a surreal way till it tapped Downpour's lips and then Kaboom grabbed the girl by the cheeks and forced her mouth open. I watched this video online in shock, just like everyone else did, witnessed Downpour, by far the strongest of us heroes, giving this woman with a juggernaut cock, head while she was titty fucked by her and had her sex carved out. Raped in three different ways all at once, the lump of flesh going deep in her mouth, causing her jaw to open creepily wide, a whole new bulge showing itself at the top of her throat. A woman's mouth shouldn't be able to slide open as wide as Downpour's did, as if she was a snake trying to choke down an egg.

The police begged for the random citizen to stop recording the hero of the people being violated, but their pleading was interrupted as Downpour moaned and squirted. She let out a stream of gushing juices from her sex as her body turned against her mind, clearly wanting to be raped.

After that Kaboom came herself and let out an unholy amount of cum into her victim. If you thought it was an extreme debauchery of the human form that was being done to Downpour before, then how she was changed after that would leave you speechless.

Despite how horrifying it was I still found myself jerking off about it nightly. I'm gay, one of the few superheroes these days that is openly out of the closet, a lot more of us are queer then you hear about, but ever since seeing that video online I couldn't stop fantasizing about being forced against my will to take in such a mighty and meaty shaft. The woman with it was a striking lady after all, her turning into a giant also didn't hurt at all. I had never wanted a cock inside of me before, but now I just couldn't stop thinking about it.

The most my tight little girl can handle is three fingers, and I have to really work my way up to that. I tend to just work the clit, and I work it well, but often not well enough. Especially right now I just can't seem to satisfy myself. Obviously I couldn't when my body wants so much more done to it.

I couldn't keep thinking like that though, not now. Kaboom was a monster. She had raped Downpour and forced the world's greatest hero into hiding, then she went on to threaten an entire city with destruction if the video of the superhero being violated was taken down. Just four days ago she had posted a video of herself demanding a payment of twenty million dollars or she would blow up other major cities. She posted this video several times, in several different languages, each time asking a different country for a twenty mill in payment. Currently she was threatening seven countries across the globe. Could she see about causing that many explosions across the world? It was very doubtful but given what Kaboom had already done it seemed like she was capable of anything. The deadline for payment was two-weeks and the government systems of the world were tired of waiting to see what would happen. It was time for action.

As such a massive military force had been assembled, most of which currently sat in over several dozen carrier ships, being taken to a remote island. On said island Kaboom had been invited to an extravagant party hosted by the supervillain Stop Watch, who had been in the US government's pocket for years. The party was supposed to celebrate Kaboom's birth as the greatest villain there ever was, in reality though it was a sting to take her out with four-hundred party members that were all government agents in disguise.

Superheroes like myself have a long history of being untrusting towards the government and added to this what Kaboom had done to Downpour made every supe the world over weary of taking her on, so it wasn't that surprising that so few of us superheroes were getting involved in this fight. To be honest it was very likely the people of US, Canada, United Kingdom and Germany didn't want to many of us involved in this. Them taking this threat out themselves made them look better of course. As such it was only me, Course Correction and supposedly Ricochet helping out these united forces.

It was scary, despite my horny and wanting fantasies, but I had to get involved. Kaboom had to be stopped, I knew that much. She was completely out of control. The ship rocked once more, for better or most likely a whole lot worse, we would be there soon.

Ricochet

They just had to go on strike now, didn't they? R1 through R29 all out taking a holiday until I pay them better, and they want dental, because of course they want dental. Pay them better? This is supposed to be superhero work, saving the world, you aren't supposed to get a dime for that. Sure, they have to cover their face and wear voice boxes so everyone thinks that they're me, but they are still doing mass good. Doesn't that matter? Do they really need to be seen for their own actions? Don't they understand that I'm a symbol, I'm the best that humanity can be, and they are supposed to be representing me and acting like me and doing my superhero activities. No, they refuse to do that. They go on a mass strike and now I'm here, flying on my jet which is over a year old now, completely out of date, having to help out several militaries with this world threat. This is ridiculous.

Yes, I use my personal staff to act for me as Ricochet, but I pay them well for it, though they wouldn't have you believe that. I'm sure I'm not the only super that does this either. You telling me Big W went on that press tour across the world himself? The guy is to busy for that.

But I'm expected to help take out Kaboom? I had gotten ready for her, did my research as always. Everyone who knew a little about her thought she had a shifting power set, she really doesn't. Her powers change with her mood; super human strength and bone like spikes coming out of her body when she's angry, causing rain storms when she's sad, that kind of stuff. But boy oh boy was the world shocked when they found out that when she gets horny she grows out a massive cock and becomes a literal giant. Her transformations weren't fully consistent, from my own research she could grow to well over a sky scraper, but she may have no limits. It also seems to be a bit different each time. This wasn't just an issue for the girl she decided to plow her shaft into; this was a problem because it meant there was a random factor. Whatever people thought was maybe good enough to counter her may not cut it.

The only power she had that was constant seemed to be immortality. Nothing anyone had tried yet could hurt her. Downpour hit her with a lightning bolt of course, and that had no impact. She also wasn't able to calm the villain down like she often could. Maybe Kaboom could prevent abilities that impacted her emotions or mind set? It was very possible. Lastly Kaboom did claim to be super intelligent, but anybody could make that claim so I'm not to quick to buy into that.

My jet would reach Kaboom's party island in ten minutes. It was time to get a look out for what I was actually in for. I dawned my mask, simple black with the outline of a golden bullseye on the forehead, red contacts in my eyes, with a mostly black outfit. I wore gold gloves as well as a matching cape. The outfit makes me look more intimidating than I actually am, I'll admit that, what with all the padding on the shoulders and midsection.

I pull a lever and two panels in the bases of the wings open, a handful of black spheres come falling out of my plane. Drones to look into the celebration for Kaboom, find out if we can actually get her off guard or not. They fit in with the dark sky well enough and flew off ahead of me.

Ya, I told the government lacky calling the shots here that Kaboom couldn't be killed, but the big idea here was if you hit her with everything then something has got to take her down. I didn't agree, but hey, if I can show off all my goods then why not? I paid for it all, got to use it.

The drones zipped ahead of my jet, reaching the island before I could even get another breath. Their view streamed into a compact little screen before me. They focused in on the massive crowed of people, glow sticks on half of them, stage lights on a piss poor band before them, lighting up most of the place in the pitch-dark night. The government bodies in question kind of cheeped out on the music, can't blame them too much. It was about two minutes later that one of them spotted Stop Watch.

He was a pretty high-ranking villain, 'was' being the key word. Bought out by Uncle Same a good decade ago, but that still wasn't fully common knowledge, thankfully. He was a speedster, could move almost as fast as light, yet another super powered being to help out the cause of taking Kaboom down, that and the masses of military troops. But I wasn't about to get full of myself, shit no, I saw what she did to Downpour. Fuck, I got hard on from it.

Kaboom!

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