Welcome back to Dangerotica.com, Besties. This week is a repost of the award winning original short story, Hyper Star: Tangled Webs. I created Hyper Star, and this story, for the Porn Critic/Superheroine Erotica‘s superheroine peril erotic writing contest. And won! Woo Hoo!

It was a fan voted contest, so many of you probably remember this and are responsible for my big win. Thank you thank you!

I don’t remember if creating an original heroine was part of the contest rules, but I clearly remember the word limit being 5000. And this story comes in at exactly 5000. And it was a bit of a challenge for me, as a chronic over-writer. But that’s also why I won’t be doing any revisions to this story. It’s being posted exactly as it was submitted.

So without any further ado (although there’ll be some ado afterwards), let’s begin…

Hyper Star ripped off the manhole cover and dropped into the sewer.  With her maximized senses the stench hit like a fist.  She reeled for just a moment, then focused.  Light poured through the access hole above her, but the darkness ahead was pitch black.  The air was dank and cool, sending a chill over her bare skin. 

She was wearing her usual two-piece uniform, haltered crop top and leggings, both made of crimson Lycra.  There was a golden star emblazoned on her buxom chest, and a matching belt of interlocking stars around her waist.  Her knee-high boots were gold with red stars on each calf.  A red eye-mask hid her identity, with slinky auburn hair pulled back in a ponytail.

She also had on a pair of high-tech gold armbands, one of which had a flashlight built into it.  Turning that on, she shined it around the dark tunnel.  It was empty and relatively clean, considering. 

Hyper Star marched forward, golden heels clicking the concrete.

“So much for the stealthy approach,” she mumbled, as the sound echoed around her.  Not that stealth had ever been her plan. 

The fetid tunnel curved, then forked.  The heroine checked the screen of her other armband; a tracking signal led her towards the southern branch.

Despite the beam of her flashlight, the darkness seemed to close in.  She glanced at the blackness behind her, a shiver rushed up her spine and an eerie cold crept into her stomach.  The heroine focused on the tunnel ahead, the trickle of fetid water beneath her gold heels, the pipes and conduit, the mold growing thicker on the curved walls…and still that darkness seemed to push closer, as if her flashlight were losing the battle little by little…

Movement in the shadows!

Hyper Star froze, swinging her light towards the motion.  A human figure lifted one arm, cowering from the light but coming at her.  His clothes were little more than tattered rags, likely a vagrant…or had been.  The heroine could just make out that his head and face were partially shrouded in a weave of white fibers… 

…Like the others, she thought, fists clenching.  Whoever he was, he’s one of those ghouls now.  Better to hit him fast and keep moving.

He was bigger than her, and that cursed webbing would make him strong and supernaturally tough.  A normal woman might have been intimidated, and perhaps the heroine should have been, but Hyper Star also possessed superhuman strength and speed.

The ghoulish man leered at her with a crooked smile and one milky, bloodshot eye.  He reared back with one arm as she charged him, but the heroine was too quick, slamming her fist across his jaw.  He stumbled back and she turned into a sidekick, catching him square in the chest and slamming him into the wall.

Not waiting to see if he recovered, Hyper Star charged past and right into the arms of another!  This one taller, and gangly, dressed in all black with a similar mesh of webbing obscuring his features.  He seemed to have been a homeless man as well. 

“Dang it,” Hyper Star spat as he reached for her.  I should have known there’d be more than one…

Thanks to enhanced reflexes, she easily ducked under his gruesome grab.  A third ghoul lunged at her as she did…and this one caught her!  His arms curled around her slim waist as he bowled forward with supernatural power.

“Double dang!” 

He slammed Hyper Star into the slimy wall with enough force to momentarily knock the breath out of her.  He let out a guttural groan, pinning the heroine in place.

She was still trying to regain her bearings as the taller ghoul whirled and came at her again.  The heroine threw up both arms defensively but he stopped short, grabbing both of her wrists.

“Hey!  What?” she stammered, trying to pull away.  “Let go!”

His grip tightened, yanking her arms apart with unnerving power.  Both jaundiced eyes could be seen through the silken weave enshrouding his head.  His gaze sent a chill through Hyper Star as she realized he was leering at her luscious breasts, heaving under the tight red Lycra.  Her stomach twisted.

The other one’s grip shifted as well.  He was still clenched tight, driving his shoulder into her stomach to keep her pinned, but his grubby hands moved down.  They slid over the skintight Lycra and clutched the pronounced curve of her ass!

“No! Stop that!” she cried, thrashing urgently.

Hyper Star didn’t know much about the cursed webbing.  They were under some kind of mental control but weren’t mindless slaves.  It was more like they were reduced to their basest selves, barely able to think but they could want, they could rage, they could…lust…

Rough hands groped her ass, tight eager squeezing that sent a charge up her back.  Hyper Star gasped, forcing herself to ignore the unwelcome rush.

“I said stop that!”  She wrenched one arm loose, driving her elbow into the back of the ghouls webbed head.

The grip loosened and he howled in pain.

The taller one couldn’t help himself, grabbing at her chest.  The heroine tried to turn away but he still snagged the front of her halter top and it twisted, one perky boob slipping out the bottom as it did.  Hyper Star blushed, then growled and punched the man with all her might even as a lecherous grin spread over his ghoulish face.

The blow sent him flying backwards, slamming into the opposite side of the dank tunnel.

The one at her waist was still fumbling to get her back under control.  Hyper Star turned into his grip, driving her knee into his chest.  This time he let go, staggering back a few steps.  The heroine lunged into a superpowered uppercut that smashed the ghoul into the ceiling!

She huffed as he crashed back to the floor, then quickly scanned the tunnel with her flashlight.  There did not seem to be any more, and those three each lay in a crumpled heap, with no intentions of getting up to continue the fight.

As Hyper Star readjusted her top, tucking her breast back into the red Lycra, laughter rumbled through the tunnel.  It was deep and resonant, with no mirth.

The heroine cringed, shinning her light all around.  The laughter seemed to be coming from all directions at once.

“Not bad, Hyper Puta, not bad at all.”  The voice echoed, a dark growl that set her nerves on edge.

“I let your ghouls touch me,” she replied.  “Not my best day actually…”

That deep chuckle came again.  “No, no…I meant your cute little titty…and that hot red ass…muy sexy.”

Her cheeks warmed under the mask and she clenched her teeth.  “You’re a pig.”

“Si, and much worse…”

“Why don’t you come out and show yourself,” the heroine said, searching the darkness for the source of that voice.

“Not much further now.”

With a tense sigh, Hyper Star followed her tracking readout deeper into the sewer.  This was taking longer than she hoped.

The source of her powers was a chemical elixir which she called Hyperlyte.  When she drank it, all her physical attributes were enhanced, including her reflexes and senses.  However, the effects were temporary and began to weaken after an hour or so. 

Two of the stars which made up her belt were spare flasks, but her body and mind could only stand being in hyperdrive that way for so long, so she tried not to take extra doses…except in the most dire of circumstances.

Which this is not, she assured herself as the darkness closed in once more.  If this villain can see and talk to me, he can’t be far.  I’ll beat him to a pulp and rescue the Mayor’s dog…with plenty of time to spare.

Feeling a surge of confidence, the heroine hurried forward…and then she was falling.

Or maybe sliding?

Cold fetid water sloshed all around her.  It wasn’t sewage but it was filthy and reeked…

Runoff? Am I in the storm drainage system?

Before she could get her bearings, the heroine was tumbling out into a larger chamber.  She landed with a thud and a grunt, then blinked, looking blearily around. 

This had been a drainage junction once, but now the floor and walls were crumbling.  The piping was rusted and broken, jutting out like stalactites.  There was some kind of bioluminescent fungus rimming the high edges of the walls and spreading across the ceiling.  It bathed the entire chamber in green phosphorescence.

Her head was spinning but the heroine started to get up.  The ground was sticky and seemed to be clinging as she pushed herself up on hands and knees.

“Oh geez…” she groaned, eyes adjusting to the eerie lighting.

The concrete beneath her was covered with gluey silk-like webbing.  It was tangled around her lissome body, and she could feel its surprising strength as she tried to pull loose.

“Oh geez!” she gasped as her efforts just seemed to tangle the stuff even more.

That dark humorless chuckle rolled through the chamber.  Hyper Star cringed and looked around in alarm.

“No no, don’t get up,” hissed the deep voice behind her.  “I am very much enjoying the view.”

The heroine looked back to find a dark figure looming, ogling her ass in the tight red leggings.  The figure was wearing dingy, black and white striped pants.  His upper body was thickly muscled, with long burly arms, and dark skin covered in tattoos of arcane runes and spidery symbols.  Coarse black hair covered his chest, under a loose green vest, which might have been fine velvet once, but was now tattered and filthy.  His large head was bald, with a thick matted beard, and a wicked grin which revealed a pair of nasty fangs.  

And above that were eight ghastly black eyes. 

Hyper Star screeched in terror, her skin trying to crawl right off her bones.  She scrambled to her feet, wrenching free of the webbing in her revulsion.  She whirled to face the creature, fists clenched, heart pounding. 

It took a conscious effort to calm her nerves, as the Hyperlyte also tended to amplify her emotions.

“What the- how-” she stammered, staring at the creature.  “Who or what are you?”

He was big but not inhumanly so.  On her feet, he was slightly less intimidating… physically.  When he gave her another fanged grin, a noticeable shiver ran down her spine.

“What I am…you ain’t ready to understand,” he snarled, “but you can call me…Arachnogloom!”

A tense silence hung between them.

Then Hyper Star blurted a laugh.  “Wait…really?”

Eight black eyes blinked at her in rapid succession. “What?”

“You’ve got this creepy underground lair,” the heroine began, “zombified minions, and you are seriously disturbing to look at…but the best name you could come up with was ‘Arachnogloom’?”

“Laugh all you want Puta Star,” he took a step forward.

“Oh I will be-”

“I didn’t come up with it, alright,” he snarled.  “A powerful brujo made me this way…”  He reared back, flexing powerful arms and gnashing those garish fangs.  “Gave me strength and power, gave me-”

“A really dumb name?”  Despite her glibness, it took a deliberate effort to keep the nerves from her voice. 

He scowled and began rubbing his big hands together.

“Listen here Arachnogoober,” she went on.  “Hand over the pooch and I’ll leave you to go try and get a refund from whatever cut-rate shaman turned you into…this hot spicy mess.”

“Nah, I like it this way,” he came forward another step.  “I was a nobody, nothing but gangbanger trash from the barrio…now I’m a god!”

“You look more like a demon to me,” the heroine retorted.

“You the angel gonna cast me down?”

“Nah, I’m just a gal from the burbs,” Hyper Star planted both fists on her hips.  “Hand over the dog…and no one needs to be ‘cast’ anywhere.”

“Oh but I’d hate for you to waste the trip down!”

Arachnogloom lunged forward, spreading his hands to reveal a thick net of webbing stretched between them.  Hyper Star reacted in the same instant.  She flipped backward, leapt up to plant her golden heels on the wall, then sprang forward at the monstrous villain.  He recoiled in surprise but wasn’t quick enough to avoid the punch hammering across his shaggy jaw.

The heroine was equally surprised when that blow didn’t drop him.  Dang!  He is strong…

She landed on her feet, then wheeled into a high roundhouse kick.  Arachnogloom threw up his hands.  She realized too late he still had that webbing ready.  He deftly wound the sticky silk around her glittery boot.

The heroine tried to pull away, but he jerked her back, pulling her leg up high, forcing her into vertical splits.

She groaned in frustration.

He chuckled, “Flexible…I like that…”

His hand shot forward, grabbing her mound.  Hyper Star gasped indignantly and tried to swat his hand away.  The grip tightened, jerked, and the flimsy Lycra tore exposing her prim mound, covered in skimpy gold panties.

“You pig!” she squeaked and twisted up to jam the other boot right in his freakish face.

He recoiled, snarling, but didn’t let go.

Hyper Star let out her own shrill growl, hanging upside down now and unable to get free. 

Arachnogloom whipped her around by one leg, slamming the lithe heroine into the wall.  Despite her fortified durability the heave caught her off-guard and the impact knocked her loopy.  She let out a sharp cry, then slumped to the ground.

“Stupid bitch,” he snarled dragging her away from the wall.

The dazed heroine tried desperately to regain her senses.  Her body wasn’t responding properly, despite the Hyperlyte speeding her recovery.  Without it she’d probably be completely unconscious, or worse.  Arachnogloom was frighteningly powerful.  He leaned down, pinning her ankle to the ground, and weaved more of the sticky web to trap her leg. 

How is this stuff so strong!? Hyper Star panicked, unable to pull her leg free.

The villain moved up and over her, eight eyes scanning her scantly clad figure.  He licked his fangs at the sight.  His free hand reached for her chest.

“Let’s get a better look at these tetas calientes,” he growled, slipping fingers under the edge of her halter top.

“No…” the heroine whimpered, grabbing at his wrist with one hand.

There was a brief struggle, but even with her boosted strength he was stronger and tugged up the flimsy top.  Embarrassment washed over the heroine as her tits sprang free, and all eight eyes devoured the sight of her naked flesh and dark cherry nipples.  She covered her eyes, letting out a humiliated groan.

Arachnogloom grunted his approval, then reached for one of the succulent globes.

Hyper Star burst into motion, drawing one of the golden stars off her belt and slashing his lecherous hand!  Two of those stars were secret flasks, the rest were large, sharpened stars, her custom-made signature weapons.

The villain shouted in pain, yanking back his slashed palm.

The heroine sat up, naked breasts jiggling as she urgently tried to slice her ankle free using the star.  She could cut the unnatural webbing, but it was tough, and there was more than she expected.

Arachnogloom recovered too quickly, grabbing her wrists with a growl.  “You sandbagging puta!”

“Let go!” Hyper Star demanded, trying to pull away.

He was too strong, pulling her arms out to either side.  Those eight creepy eyes were clearly ogling her voluptuous boobs.  She thrashed to get away but only succeeded in making them quiver and shake.  She tried to kick at him with her free leg, but the angle prevented her from putting any strength behind the attacks.

Then Arachnogloom bared his fangs with malicious intent.

“No…please,” the heroine whimpered in terror, but the villain leaned forward and sank those long sharp teeth into the soft flesh of one bare breast.

Hyper Star screamed as searing pain flowed through her chest and arms.

Oh no! Some- some kind of venom! What is he doing to me, she panicked.  Can the hyperlyte protect me?  Oh geez, what if, could they combine in my blood and turn me into… something…like…him??

Arachnogloom pulled back, licking his chops.  She looked down in horror at the green and red trickle seeping from the bitemark on her trembling breast.  Already the heroine could feel herself weakening in his grasp.

“Wha- what did you do to me?”

“No worries, chica,” he grunted.  “You should be strong enough to survive my venom…but it’ll make you much more manageable.”

“Manageable?” she slurred, fearful tears stinging her eyes.

Arachnogloom hauled her back up to standing.  Her legs felt like jelly.  A toxic fog crept up the back of her neck into her head.  She couldn’t even resist as he stretched her arms out to either side, wrapping the webbing around her wrists, then binding her with sticky strands running up to the ceiling and walls.  She tugged at them but quickly realized she was trapped like a fly in his web.

The defeated heroine slumped, looking up into those eight chilling eyes. “What are you going to do to me?”

Arachnogloom answered by grabbing her naked breasts with both hands.  He squeezed tight, twisting the firm flesh and the heroine couldn’t hold back a shuddery whine.  Her dark nipples hardened right away as anxious tingles burst through her chest.

“No…n-no…” she whimpered, resisting an urge to press her tits into those groping hands.

Embarrassingly, the Hyperlyte also seemed to amplify her libido.  She didn’t have trouble keeping it in check most of the time, but any stimulation would quickly drive her wild…now with the added disorientation of the venom flowing through her, any resistance seemed completely beyond her.

Arachnogloom groaned, kneading the plump orbs.  “Yesss, as good as I hoped they would be…”

His thumbs worked over her stiff nipples and the heroine sucked in through clenched teeth.

“Stop,” she gasped.  “Don’t touch those…”  Her voice broke into a squeal as he pinched and rolled the firm nubs between thumb and forefinger.

The sensation rippled through her chest, then tumbled down her abdomen, ending in a squishy warmth between her legs.  Hyper Star writhed, pulling helplessly against the webbing which held her practically spreadeagled before the villain.

“You can’t- can’t do this to me,” she murmured, even as her body arched into his fondling.

“No?” Arachnogloom chuckled.  “And yet it seems like you want me to do more, Hyper Puta.”

He released the fleshy globes, and she gasped in a shuddery breath that made them jiggle. 

“No!” she insisted.  “No, I don’t want this…”  There was a tremor in her voice undercutting her vehemence.

Arachnogloom ignored her anyway, reaching down to the hole in her leggings.  Hyper Star tried to turn away, squeezing her thighs together but with one ankle trapped in the webbing, it was futile.

“Stop it!”  She whimpered as he kicked her legs apart and tore the hole even wider.  “No! You- oh! Don’t!”

A flood of humiliation washed through the heroine as the villain ran two fingers over the shiny gold nylon clinging to her pert mound.  She shivered, looking at him in dread and pleading as he pulled her panties aside revealing a trimmed strip of auburn peach fuzz and her tight prim cleft.

“You can’t do this!” she sobbed. 

Arachnogloom stepped closer.  The heat radiating off his body raised goosebumps all over hers as he began rubbing her pussy.  A heavy lump formed in her throat.  Thick fingers spread her dewy lips, stroking the sensitive flesh within.

“Your coño is already wet, superheroine,” he grunted, licking those fangs again.  He pushed in, kneading her pliant flesh and brushing his thumb over her downy pubes.

“It’s an involuntary physical response, you…you…”  Her lips and voice trembled.  A tingling rush surged through her hips and all the way up her spine.  “…you pig- spider- stupid name, monstrous spider-pig!”

“Call me whatever you want,” Arachnogloom chuckled and shoved a finger into her vagina!

Hyper Star growled or groaned, eyelids fluttering, as a wave of heat rolled through her body. 

“…But you’re only getting wetter.”  He pumped in and out and she couldn’t hold back a shrill moan. 

“No…no, please…don’t…stop!”

He worked a second finger inside, making her curvaceous hips buck and squirm.  Her pussy clenched, leaking slick juices around his knuckles.  Her chest, neck and face flushed hot pink and she began panting in rhythm as he fingered her. 

Shame cut through the toxic fog in her mind.  Tears brimmed under the crimson mask.  Lust began smoldering in her belly.  Hyper Star couldn’t resist spreading her quivering crimson thighs to give him better access.  He worked even deeper, each plunge in and out a shock to her system, stoking the fires of lust and driving her wild.

No! Gotta…rescue…dog? …get away…  Her head was spinning, mouth gaping as she began to let out raspy, wanting moans.  Darn it – can’t even…ohhhh that feels so good!

Her entire body seemed to tremble around those defiling digits.  Every curve tensed, her nipples tightened until they ached, warm sticky juices dripped over the red Lycra down her inner thighs.  Even her heart seemed to be thrumming against her sternum.

Arachnogloom leaned closer, lips right at her ear.  “I can smell the lust coming off you, Hyper Puta,” his deep voice seemed to reverberate through her.  “Tell me…are you ready to get fucked?”

Hyper Star gulped, fighting for control she had already lost.  She looked up into those eight black eyes and nodded.  “Yes. I am…”

The villain gave her another fanged grin and even the terror that expression stirred was not enough to blunt her lust.  Arachnogloom wrenched open his striped pants freeing a thick, dark member.  Hyper Star licked her ruby lips, the sight of it sending nervous tremors through her insides.

He’s massive!  How can I want this? She lamented. He’s a monster, a freak but… but…I need him inside me…Gosh! Will I even be able to handle that thing??

Arachnogloom stepped in hooking her free leg behind the knee and pulling it up his side.  He was already hard and guided his dick to her dripping cleft.  With her long leg draped over his burly arm, and splayed out wide, Hyper Star was utterly defenseless as his hard thick cock plunged into her.  The heroine threw her head back, letting out an eager cry.  Her pussy stretched.  Her sexy stems shook.  One hand gripped the curve of her hip, the other moved up to grab one plump breast.  She strained against the binding web, then arched into his clutches, her body begging him to begin… 

Arachnogloom wasted no time, fucking her quick and rough.  White heat rolled through the violated heroine and she immediately began moaning for the villain.  She quivered around each ridge and vein, juices spurting all over his shaft.  She couldn’t resist rolling her hips to meet every thrust…even as she looked up at the eight black eyes and fanged mouth of the monster having its way with her.

No…I can’t…I shouldn’t…want this, still she tried desperately to clear her head, but pleasure throbbed through her body, making it even harder to concentrate than the venom had.

“Ohhh yes!” she moaned, hips bucking, tight little cunt pulsating around his thick cock.  “Harder…deeper…please!”

Arachnogloom thrust in viciously and bottomed her out! 

Hyper Star jerked, spasmed, and then she came with a shrill, desperate shout!  Her juicy cum gushed over his thighs, soaking into the dingy, striped pants.  Numbing tingles rushed over every curve and she could feel the blood singing through her veins, mingled with the Hyperlyte and polluted by the venom.

“And was that an involuntary physical reaction?” Arachnogloom gloated.

He plunged in and out once to punctuate the question.  The sensation made her shudder and moan.  She nodded shamefully.

“And do you want another?”

Hyper Star looked away, unable to meet that eight eyed gaze… but then… she nodded.

“Say it.”

The humiliation was plain on her face, despite the crimson mask.  For a moment the heroine tried to summon some defiance, but it was long lost in a haze of desire.

“Yes, I want to cum again,” she mumbled, lifting a submissive gaze to those eight black eyes.  “Please make me cum again…”

Arachnogloom cackled.  “I’m gonna make you scream my stupid name, Hyper Puta!”

The defeated heroine sagged in the webbing as he moved behind her.  The villain took a moment to admire the candy apple curves of her ample backside.  Then he stripped off her star-belt and tossed it aside.   She didn’t see where.  Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her ruined red leggings Arachnogloom tugged them off her curvaceous hips.  He left them bunched around her thighs, tangled with the shiny golden thong.

Hyper Star shivered in embarrassment feeling the cool damp air on her exposed backside.  The villain took full advantage, ogling and groping her delectable curves.  He squeezed and jiggled her plump cheeks, then ran his hand down her slippery seam.  The helpless heroine squirmed, whining in both humiliation and temptation, until he finally grabbed her hips and slammed his cock into her all at once!

Hyper Star cried out, high and shrill, the surge of heat, the sudden rush of pleasure making her eyes roll.  Arachnogloom started pounding her pussy.  Every quick deep thrust made her scream.  His cock worked in and out like a piston, rocking her strained body.  Hot sticky juices gushed around his shaft and splattered on the filthy floor between her boots.

Waves of pleasure crashed over the heroine as the monster’s cock surged deep inside of her.  Her tits bounced wildly, aching with erotic energy.  Her nipples felt so tight, like they might blow off at any moment.

She couldn’t resist throwing her ass back to meet his rugged strokes, reveling in the way her peachy cheeks bounced off his hips.  Hyper Star shut her eyes, trying to ignore the fact that she was being fucked by a hideous freak…trying to let the shame of her peril get lost in the bliss of a second impending orgasm.

Suddenly her head jerked back and pain shot over her scalp.  Arachnogloom pulled back on her auburn ponytail savagely. The heroine mewled in anguish, arching backwards even as he continued hammering her cunt.  She wanted to protest, beg him to let go of her hair…but never got the words out.  Never even tried.

His grip tightened, building a tension that intensified the deep plunge of his cock.  Every thrust now vibrated through her entire body, her head spun, her mouth hung open and her shrill cries became deep throated moans. 

“You want to cum, Hyper Puta?” Arachnogloom snarled and jerked the ponytail.

“Ow! Yes…”

“Then who’s pussy is this?”

She gulped, bit her lip and let out a miserable sob.

“Whose?”  He plowed into her hard and deep, making the heroine screech and tremble as her cunt pulsated around his throbbing member.

“Yours…y-your pussy, Arachnogloom!” she couldn’t help it, now realizing exactly what he wanted.  “Yours Arachnogloom, it’s all yours!!”

She gasped and squealed between each word as the villain fucked her ruthlessly through the declaration.  As she screamed his name again there was a hot thick rush deep inside her.  He yanked back, pulling her hair tight and pinning her ass against his hips, then utterly defiled the heroine by filling her womb with cum.

No! Not inside me! Ohhhh… She thought even as the sensation triggered her own climax.

Her pussy clenched so tight around his rod she ached.  Her own warm juices gushed down both their thighs.  Her body vibrated violently, bound by the webbing and trapped in that taught arch.  Her mouth opened in a desperate but silent scream, and her mind went utterly blank in flash of white-hot ecstasy.

Hyper Star’s violated pussy slurped and quivered as Arachnogloom pulled out.  She sagged in the webbing, weak, physically spent and barely conscious.  Luckily, this made it relatively easy to ignore the slimy and potentially venomous jizz leaking out of her tender, swollen pussy lips.

“You’re a good fuck, Hyper Puta,” the villain said, “but a lousy heroine.”  He chuckled, staggering slightly as he crossed the chamber, tucking away his cock and doing up those striped trousers.

His words brought a prickle of shame at the far back of her blissfully blank mind.  The heroine forced herself to lift bleary eyes and see what he was doing.

Arachnogloom knelt beside a smaller bundle of the webbing.  He ripped it open and extracted a medium-sized, terrified dog.  The mayor’s dog!  The whole reason she’d come down here.  He tucked the frightened animal under one arm and straightened.

“L-let her go,” Hyper Star demanded weakly.  “What are you doing? Don’t hurt her!”

Arachnogloom sneered, petting the pooch.  “No, no…I’m going to return this little bitch to the Mayor, safe and sound.  A show of good faith.”

Hyper Star slouched and whimpered in relief.  “Oh thank goodness.”

He stepped closer, grabbing her by the chin and forced the heroine to look up into his eight hideous eyes.  “And then I’m going to demand a much higher ransom for his other bitch.”

Hyper Star let out a miserable, helpless sob realizing exactly who he meant.

Arachnogloom laughed, this time with plenty of mirth, as he marched out into the dank sewer tunnels.

Alone in that eerily lit chamber, with the bliss of orgasm fading, Hyper Star began to cry.  She was still too weak to break the webs binding her.  By the time Arachnogloom’s venom wore off, the Hyperlyte would have as well.

All the helpless captive could now was wait, while Arachnogloom revealed to the Mayor, and possibly the whole city, that he had defeated and captured their marvelous protectress.

…And then she had to hope that the Mayor would find some way to rescue her before that monstrous villain returned to have his vile way with her again…

Author’s Ado:

So why did I specify that I wouldn’t revise this story? Several reasons. Firstly, as I am reposting things from the previous blog, I do plan to give most of them at least a fresh editing pass. Typos, punctuation, egregiously bad sentences. More about making reposts better to read, less so about revising or rewriting the content. I do believe that any art/writing should be a snapshot of the artist/author at that time.

Sure I am a better writer than I was when I wrote Tangled Webs, but I’m not the same person, not in the same headspace, and thus have a different creative direction. As the story is now, it represents who I was as a creator then. I think in most cases that’s worth preserving.

However, I do keep mentioning that I want to do a sort of relaunch for Hyper Star leading up to the big Perilverse crossover, which she will absolutely be a part of. And this is the beginning of that relaunch. Which is not to say I want to rewrite, or fix, all her stories.

I think Tangled Webs is a good introduction to the heroine.

I am quite proud of this award winning story.

And of course, shout out to Danger Guy who provided the original artwork of Hyper Star. I commissioned these images with the prize money from the contest and he did not disappoint, establishing the definitive look for Hyper Star.

We will talk more about the Hyper Star relaunch as it progresses. But for now, a great companion piece to this story would be Kit’s Hot Heroine Summer outing. If Tangled Webs gives us introduction to Hyper Star, How to Seduce a Genius introduces to her secret identity, Katherine “Kit” Brookes.

And, low key, that’s the real point of the “relaunch” to give her a little more depth and character before she has to stand beside, Miranda, Tessa, and Starling in the crossover.

But for now, I’d better get back to my coffee and keyboard.

Take Care, Talk Soon,

Your bff, L J