The adventures of Buttman and Cuntwoman

“You will never get away with it! We will rise up and stop you!” Cuntwoman yells.

“Fuck ‘em boys!” Overtight Ass commands, and they spray the room, greasing everyone, starting with the superheroes and even the pimple faced teenager opening an account on the wrong day.

“See, we’re not opposed to sex. Hell, my husband is only gay on weekends. We’re just opposed to sex we don’t control. You’re going to be unable to do a fucking thing about it.” she gloats as she crosses the room in a blur, sliding her hand deep into Cuntwoman’s cunt, then shoves her hand in my mouth. She is a blur across the room as she does the same thing to Clit Cat, and Lezwoman. Finally, she doses Cuntwoman with her own hypnoslime, noting the ring on her finger.

“What do we have here?” She says as she pulls the ring off, and twiddles it around, causing the women in the room to all double over in intensely painful climaxes. ‘No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o’ I can hear my wife through her telepathic powers as she falls to the floor on all fours.