Tim

I woke up confused, wondering where and when I was.

My mind told me I was in the cave, and for a moment I thought everything that had happened was a dream. Maybe my dad was still alive, maybe we never let them break Young Justice up, maybe there was still time to make things right…maybe…

And then I remembered, no, it was too late for that, too late for anything.

I got up and made my way to the medbay, surrounded by the ghosts of memories this place held. It was like a haunted house of sorts; I had no idea how Conner stayed here and didn't go nuts. I wasn't surprised to find him asleep against Donnie's tube. I walked over and shook him, his eyes barely opened, "Come on, let's get you in bed, he'll be here in the morning."

He thought about it and then nodded, putting his arm around my shoulder as he stood up. I walked him to his room, his socked feet slid on the floor like he was sleep walking, I don't know how much rest he had gotten since he was one the run but if it was as little as I had, he needed a good nights of sleep.

I got him to his room and dumped him into his bed, he looked unconscious the moment his head hit the pillow. I turned off the light and went to walk out when I heard his voice, "Tim." I turned around, I couldn't see him in the darkness, but I heard him. "I don't wanna be alone."

I knew how he felt.

Turning I climbed into bed and laid down, his arm came around me and pulled me close. I felt his head against my back, "I'm so sorry…" he said, and I knew how he felt. I turned around so we were facing and pulled him into a hug, and we laid there, both of crying ourselves to sleep for all the things we never did and how it was far too late to get that time back.

My last thought as I passed out, he was still as warm as I remembered.

Conner

I woke up in my old bed and looked around for a moment in confusion.

How did I get in here? Where was Donnie?

I got up and flew to the medlab, trying to force down the panic in my throat that I had made a mistake and Tim wasn't here to help…

Tim was standing next to the new machine with Dubbilex's image next to him.

"HEY!" I barked, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I flew over in a blue, expecting the worst.

Dubbilex looked at me and I felt a rush a calm, "It's ok Conner…nothing has changed, Donnie is still safe. Relax!"

My anger evaporated as I felt calm fill my head from Dubbilex. I crouched down dazed, not sure what was going on.

"It's an instinctive response," I heard Dubbilex say to Tim, "As long as the boy is in danger, he will guard him until he is awake."

Tim moved over to me, "Conner, I'm here to help remember? I'm on your side."

I felt my breathing relax as I nodded, the haze in my mind fading.

Tim held his hand out, "Better?"

I nodded and took it as I stood back up, "Sorry."

"It's ok, we were going over the data."

"What's it say?" I asked, like I was going to understand any of this.

"Dubbilex was explaining our problem."

"We have a problem?" I asked, panic returning.

"As I was explaining to Mr. Drake, the sequencer has discovered an error."

Tim looked at me, "So the sequencer has been trying to reconstruct Donnie's genome, but it turns out we don't have enough information."

I cocked my head, "How's that?"

"They edited his DNA so that he couldn't produce enzymes, right?" I nodded. "Well, when they did that, they literally removed that genetic information instead of altering it. The sequencer can't recreate what isn't there."

"What do we do then?"

"Well normally we would recreate the missing DNA from scratch, but in Donnie's case that is problematic," Dubbilex explained.

I looked at Tim, knowing he could explain.

"If Donnie's DNA was normal, we could just recreate what was missing and finish it, but the supplements that Luthorcorp gave his mother altered his genetics, so without the supplements or DNA from someone who took the supplements with a full genome the machine can't do anything."

"Well, where do we find those supplements?" I asked.

Tim shook his head, "Luthorcorp destroyed all of it when they shut the program down, trust me I looked for some."

I looked at Dubbilex, "So we're screwed?"

"I searched the facility for records on the genetic donor, but the original Donny is nowhere on the premises and there are no transfer records. It is possible the body was destroyed after the cloning process."

I felt my stomach sour.

"But in doing so I came across records on the original project and found a list of the subjects."

"The other children they were watching," Tim said excitedly, "I read about them, but I didn't have any information on them."

Dubbilex nodded, "According to my records none of them survived into adulthood, so I looked into their genetic descendants…"

I looked at Tim and he said, "Clones."

"…and I found two currently alive."

"Other Donnies?" I asked.

Dubbilex shook his head, "These are clones of another child whose remains were used for cloning."

"Clones? They made more than one?"

"They did, they took the same genetic material and made twins."

"Where are they?" I asked, not giving a damn about twins or not.

"They are both currently in Belle Reve Federal Correctional Center located in…"

"Louisiana," Tim finished. "You're telling me Tommy and Tuppence are clones?"

Dubbilex nodded, "Do you know them."

Tim looked at me, "Now we're screwed."

Tim

Dubbilex downloaded the information he got from Cadmus into my head, and I began to sort through it.

One of the other mothers that Luthorcorp gave the supplements to was a one Samantha Ford, a runaway that showed up in Metropolis in the mid 70's. She was taken into a homeless shelter where Luthor's people found her and signed her up for the program. She was given the supplements, her pregnancy was monitored, according to the records she died eight months in when the fetus ended up causing major internal hemorrhaging.

The child didn't survive but when they did an examination of the body, they found it weighed nearly 80 pounds and had the muscle density of a teenager. The fetus was collected and preserved; time moved on. Skip to the present day when Lex was looking for a way to swing controversial conservative senator Regenald Ford to his side when it was discovered his daughter had run away to Metropolis ten years earlier when she discovered she was pregnant and had never been heard from again. The senator had never stopped looking for his daughter and Lex knew it was his way in.

Once he found out what happened, Lex went looking for the fetus and ordered his scientists to clone it, so he could present the senator with is long lost grandson. A particularly eager geneticist decided to double Lex's wishes and made a set of twins, one male and one female. The twins were turned over to Senator Ford, told that Lex's security had tracked them down and taken them from the people who had killed his daughter years before and rescued his grandchildren. The Senator was forever in Lex's debt and that would have been that.

If not for the twins.

They both possessed hyper dense physiologies, their muscle and skin grew at an accelerated rate, giving them superhuman strength and invulnerability by their preteens. But that was not the only thing that was accelerated, nearly every bodily function was including their endocrine system. This made them hyper aggressive and completely resistant to authority, both traits their grandfather loathed.

After repeated attempts to discipline them, the Senator threatened to separate them by sending them to different military academies. A threat the twins responded to by killing their grandfather. They were charged with first degree murder and charged as adults so found their way to Belle Reve where Amanda made good use of them.

"Fuck," I said, after seeing all that.

"What?" Conner asked me, "We know where they're at, we go and grab one and do our thing."

I shook my head, "We can't, they are chipped, if they leave without Waller's say so their heads will literally explode. We'd have to know when they were being sent out on a mission and we don't have that kind of time. The statis pod is slowing Donnie's degradation down but it can't stop it, we need that DNA in the next 96 hours, or we might not be able to fix him."

Conner looked like he wanted to break something, and I didn't blame him, to get so far and then to have it all go sideways.

"We just need the DNA right?" he asked

Dubbilex nodded, "Enough so we can extrapolate the missing sequences in Donnie's genome."

Conner looked at me, "You can get us in right?"

"Um, yeah," I said slowly, "But how do you propose we get their DNA? They aren't going to just hand it over and we aren't going to have time to fight them and take it from them before the whole Suicide Squad is breathing down our necks."

"I can get it from Tommy, no fight needed, I just need you to get me in there," he said with complete confidence.

"How?"

"Trust me, I can get it, I just need you to get me into his cell."

I thought about it, Conner has had way more interaction with Tommy than I ever had, if he thought he could do it, then I believed him. But it wasn't going to be enough, he was going to need time and a distraction…

I glanced over at the tube, part of me wanted to say that he wasn't worth all this, that this was a bad idea. But I still had the echoes of Conner's feelings bouncing around in my head and knew, if we didn't try it would just break Conner…completely.

"You're sure?" I asked Conner and he nodded, "How much time will you need?"

He thought about it, "20-30 minutes…I think."

I turned and walked out of the medlab, Conner on my heels.

"Computer, display internal schematics of Belle Reve Federal Correctional Center from my personal files."

A holographic display of the jail popped up, along with the four dozen notes and hacks I had noted when I had broken in. I moved the display around looking for the right place, it needed to be remote but not cut off, I needed one main access and a back door…and I needed it away from Tommy's cell. It took some time, but I found it, it was the staging area outside the armory. There was only one way to enter and there was a concealed back door in the armory itself. It was on the other end of the prison, away from Tommy and there is no way Waller would want me touching her toys.

Perfect.

"Ok, here's the plan," I said, "I am going to break in here, and attack the armory."

Conner looked at me, "What?

"You need a distraction, so I'm going to take this room," pointing to the staging chamber, "When I do every alarm in the place is going to go off. That's when you will slip into Tommy's cell and do whatever magic you're going to do. I'll have his cell surveillance in a loop, so it will look like he is sleeping through it. I will hold them off as long as I can, but you need to move."

"You can't fight the whole Suicide Squad!" he said, pleading with me.

"Not at the same time," I say with a smile, "The place is a prison, I can lock down the place so that only one or two can come at me through that door at a time. I can handle that, you just need to hurry cause if she has someone who can undo my hacks, I need to run, and if I run, you're on your own."

He looked worried.

"Look Conner, are you that sure you can get the DNA?"

He nodded.

"Then I'm that sure I can hold them off, we have to trust each other."

He thought about it for a long while and then asked, "You're willing to do this for him?"

I shook my head and smiled, "No. but I am more than willing to do it for you."

He smiled and moved over and hugged me, I let him, relishing the warmth while I could get it. I held on a long as I could, knowing once Donnie was out of his tube, I couldn't be feeling this again.

Conner

While Tim was getting ready, I asked if we should include Bart.

"We're going to be in enough trouble as it is," he said, putting together some gadgets he had cobbled together from the cave's armory. "Besides, he can't help you with your thing and he would only be in the way with mine. I have a job for him, but it's a backup in case of emergency plan."

I laughed, "If our backup plan is Bart, we're screwed."

He just nodded and worked, and for a moment, it felt like old times. Before all of this got complicated, before I died, before he changed, before everything, just two guys getting into trouble the best they could. And then Bart joined, and things got crazy, but in the best way. And for a moment there, we were invulnerable, unstoppable, we could do anything, go anywhere. I mean it wasn't real, we were stupid kids, but that's what it felt like and that's what this felt like.

Like we couldn't lose.

But no, looking back at Donnie's tube, we could lose, we could lose everything. We were on a time limit, which meant we had one shot at this. We got captured, Donnie dies. We don't get the DNA, Donnie dies. We end up getting the adults involved, Donnie dies. So that feeling of can't lose faded fast as I went back to my room and changed.

I was going to need every advantage I could get.

Amanda Waller

I swear either these days are getting longer, or I am getting older.

It better be the days.

I'm on the wrong side of 30 hours awake and I'm feeling it. Back in the day we'd do these back-to-back and still have time to raise hell when we were done, now I feel like laying down behind my desk and hoping everyone thought I went home. I'm watching the latest training exercises with Match; he's coming along well enough but Slade has his reservations. I'm trying to see what he sees when I get a text.

UNKNOWN: KNOCK KNOCK

I sigh, if this is Ambush Bug again…

WALLER: WHO IS THIS? UNKNOWN: YOUR REPLACEMENT.

God, I wish.

WALLER: BORED NOW. UNKNOWN: CHECK MONITOR 52. WALLER: WHY?

Nothing.

I get up and walk into signals, this is not the time to be playing with me, "What's monitor 52?" I asked.

The tech nearly shits himself, "Um yes ma'am, 52 ma'am…that's…" he is looking through a book.

I push him aside and look at the actual monitor, it's the prep area for the armory and…

"Motherfucker."

Sitting in the middle of the room is God damned Robin, he looks up and waves at the camera. My phone pings again.

UNKNOWN: HAVE I SURPRISED YOU YET?

My fingers are blurs.

WALLER: CONGRATULATIONS, I ALWAYS WANTED ONE OF YOU ON THE SQUAD.

He winks and the camera and it goes out.

All of them do.

Along with the power.

The techs start to panic as the emergency lights come back on and I hear my voice come over the loudspeakers, "This is a Code Black, I repeat, Code Black. All personal are ordered to stay where they are, we are in complete lockdown."

I can hear the blast doors all around the facility slam shut as the place seals itself up tight.

"All the cells are locked," someone tells me, "The system isn't responding to codes."

I could kill this little shit.

"Who wasn't in their cells?" I ask, "Give me a list."

One of them looks at a sheet, "Harley, Deadshot, King, June and Tiger, but they are scattered all over the base."

"Get them on the comms, tell them to get to the armory stat, find someone to unjam these fucking doors and TURN OFF THAT DAMN ALARM!"

It takes a couple of seconds then the klaxon in the room goes dead.

I sit down, "Can someone find me some coffee and a couple of Advil please," I say waiting for the power to come back on, "It's going to be a long night."

Conner

All the alarms go off and I make my move.

I rush in as the doors are slamming shut, I get to Tommy's cell and put one of Tim's bypass panels on it. It slides open and then shuts behind me, locking us in.

Tommy is in bed, looking up groggily at me. It takes a second and then a smile crosses his face, "As I live and breathe…am I dreaming?"

I float there in my skintight costume, red and blue, straps, fingerless gloves, the one the shows every line of my body perfectly. I think I wore this twice before someone commented they could tell which way I was leaning on any given day. I switched to jeans and the shirt after that, but I never threw this costume away,

It just made me look too fucking good.

"No, you're awake," I say, still floating.

He gets up and the sheet falls to the ground, revealing his naked body. He must have been hot because his body is covered in a fine sheen of sweat that makes every line of his muscle pop, making him look like a Greek God. His cock is soft but hangs low as he walks towards me, bigger than most porn stars hard, his flaccid member just mind blowing and my eyes lock onto it instantly.

"So why you here interrupting Tommy's beauty sleep?" he asks, stopping an arm's length from me, "What's so damned important?"

Deep breath, this is for Donnie.

I lock eyes with him, "You know why I'm here."

He smiles, "I reckon I don't, tell me."

I look down for a moment and then back up, "Please Tommy…"

He shakes his head, "Better yet," he points to the ground, "Why don't you show Tommy why you here?"

Swallowing my pride, I float down to the ground and then go to my knees. My head lowers and I lightly kiss the top of his feet, "Please Tommy…please fuck me…"

I hear him chuckle, "Oh Tommy likes…"

Tim

Harley is the first one to show up, that's good.

"Hey Robbie!" she says cheerfully as the tumbles in, "Whatcha doing here?"

I jerk a thumb towards the armory, "Breaking into that."

I can hear someone in her ear screaming and Harley winces. She smiles at me, "Well, you know I can't let you do that, she wants you dead."

I nod, "I know."

She pulls out a telescoping hammer from behind her back, "No hard feelings?"

I smile, "Nah."

She screams as she charges me, "IT'S HAMMER TIME!"

I flip over her head, "Can't touch this,"

She swings at nothing and turns laughing, "That's funny! Hey, how's your brother?"

She comes at me again and I dance to the left, "Which one?"

The hammer swings back fast, making me duck, "The pretty one."

"I'm gonna tell Red Hood you said that," I quip, backflipping out of range.

She laughed as she followed, "Oh he knows he's the sexy one, and the other one knows he's the pretty one."

The hammer slams down where I was as I cable upwards and toss two batarangs at her feet, their explosions throwing her to the side, "So which one am I?"

She slowly gets up, blowing a stray bang from her face, "The cute but becoming the annoying one," she said with less of a laugh in her tone.

I look past her and throw a metal ball at her; it hits the ground and explodes…doing nothing.

She looks at it then to me, "I think it was a dud."

I smile and say, "It wasn't for you."

There is loud screaming behind her as Deadshot falls to the ground, clutching his helmet in agony, rifle dropped, "EMP flashbang, great for electronic scopes and helmets."

Realizing that her ploy to keep me busy until he showed up was over, she drops the hammer and pulls out two switch blades and comes at me for real. We dance for three rounds before I clock her, she's good but she isn't a stand-up fighter, and we both know it. I cuff her and toss her to the side, waiting for my next opponent.

Come on Conner…hurry it up.

Conner

I knelt there, waiting.

"This some kind of trick?" he asked, not moving.

"No sir," I said, not looking up, "I want it…I need it…"

"Look at Tommy."

I looked up, that cock staring down at me like a fucking gargoyle.

"Tommy think you joshing," he says walking around me, "That dis be some trick."

I shake my head, still looking down, "No sir."

His foot hits the small of my back and pushes me all the way to the ground, "Tommy think you're lying!"

I could force my way up, throw him off me, but instead I lay there and squirm, "No sir! I'm begging you!"

He straddles my waist and I feel his weight press against me, his mouth against my ear, "Beg better."

I let the breath get pushed out of me as I whined, "Please Tommy…I need you in me…no…tricks…"

"You broke in here just to have Tommy fuck you?" I nodded. He looked up in the corner, "Those cameras off?" I nodded. He smiled, "So Tommy can do whatever he wants to you."

Not a question but a statement.

"Please…" I wheeze, trying to draw air.

He got up and stood over me, "Show Tommy how much you want this cock."

I slowly began to lick his foot, lapping at it like a kicked dog, it was humiliating as my tongue rolled between his toes, but I had to do this for Donnie. I moved to the other foot as he watched, waiting for some sign of deceit.

"Look at Tommy," he said again. I looked up and he smiled, "You can kiss it."

I rose up on my knees and took the head of his cock in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the massive head as it slowly came to life. A huge paw of a hand clasped the back of my head, holding it like a basketball as he pushed me down onto this growing member. It was half hard and already filled my mouth completely, my jaw aching in protest.

"Oh…" he said crushing my face down onto him, "Maybe Superslut is telling Tommy the truth…"

All I can do is gag as he slowly chokes me out, his cock forcing its way down my throat, cutting off my air. I don't struggle or fight, I just hold on as I feel my throat bulge out from his thickness, marveling that I have less than half of it in me and I am already tearing up.

"Yeah, you got a nice throat, feels good on Tommy's cock…come on slut…work harder…play with Tommy's balls."

I reach up and roll the pool cue size orbs around in my hand, but its hard as there are spots in front of my eyes…I am losing strength but do my best to follow his commands as I feel him ravish my throat completely.

He gets to a point, and it stop, he slams forward again but nothing happens, it is physically impossible for me to take any more cock down my mouth. He pulls back and then slams forward, making me gag all over again, spit rolls out the sides of my mouth as tears stream down my cheeks…I have no control, no power…I am a cocksleeve for him as he slides four inches out and slams it back in, forcing me to deepthroat him over and over again.

My hands fall to my side as I start to pass out, he chuckles seeing my eyes roll back in my head…the last thing I know is the taste of his cum down my throat…

Tim

There is an explosion of light, and I am thrown back against the far wall.

Bands of smoke hold me as Enchantress floats in, wicked smile in place she exclaims, "Holy helplessness, it looks like it's the end of the line for the Boy Wonder."

The bands have me bound, there is no way of breaking them, so I just stare at her, "That was the other guy."

She smiles, "Sorry, hard to tell you all apart. Which one are you?"

"The smart one," I say, pressing the button on my glove.

Two devices on either side of her turn on and black particles start to fill the area around her, she cocks her head, and a magical field appears around her. She looks like she is about to say something then the particles eat through the field and start burning her skin.

She screams and we both fall to the floor, no longer bound I land and roll towards her, grabbing a cuff from my belt. She is rolling around on the ground as if on fire, surrounded completely by the black particles. I hold her down and slap a cuff around her mouth, it locks to the back of her head, and I do the same with her hands. She is still trying to scream, and I stand up and pull a metal rod from my belt.

I turn it on, and all the particles fly to the rod, covering it completely.

"Raw iron," I tell her as her pain stops, "I hear it's a bitch against spell casters."

If looks could kill I'd be dead, but in her case, they don't. I move her over where Harley and Deadshot are locked up and toss her down, "Stay."

That's three down.

Conner

I wake up face down in a bed.

My head is buried in a pillow and my ass is up in the air…it takes a few seconds to come back to consciousness, I know I'm being rocked back and forth but…

And I feel it!

Tommy's tongue is all the way in me, my ass is spasming from being violated, I am instantly overwhelmed by pleasure, it feels like a fucking cock is up in me! He has ripped the who crotch out of my uniform and was savagely tongue fucking me, making me squeal with each thrust, my mind is pure lust as I began to slam back onto his face. Once again, I feel like I am just holding on for dear life, there is nothing I can do to slow or stop him. I'm just a sex toy to him and I don't get a say in this at all.

And I am loving it.

He has me moaning and rutting like a pig and I just showed up. I am panting, calling out his name, trying to get some control back so he will fuck me…but damn does this feel good.

Finally, after several long minutes, he stops and slowly pulls out of me, I moan and can feel my hips pushing back, not wanting to feel empty.

"Supergirl has a tasty pussy," he growls, sending shivers up my spine, "What you have to say to Tommy?"

"Oh god Tommy…" I gush, not all of it an act, "Please fuck me…please wreck my cunt…I need your cock…"

He chuckles, "You think you can take all of Tommy?" he asked, "Not many can."

"I can," I say, turning and looking at him, "I'm a good girl, I can take it."

He is getting turned on by my submissiveness, he grins and moves his hand to my mouth, "Get em wet…:

He slips three fingers into my mouth, and I instantly start sucking on them, they are huge! Everything about him is massive, oversized, from his fingers to that cock. I get them nice and wet, he pulls them out and I feel one touch my hole, "Tommy wanna see Superslut get fingered…"

He pushed into me, and I gasp as that fat, fucking finger stabs into me, forcing my cunt walls open. He laughs at my squirming and starts to finger me…my ass pushing back onto him like I was a trained slut…

"Oh Tommy…" I moan, no longer acting, "Fuck you fill me up…"

"Tommy just getting started," and he shoves two in, already larger than most dicks. I hiss and arch my back, taking it all like the good, subdued slut I am…my head hangs low as I rock back into his hand…my own cock slapping my up against my stomach with each push.

"Oh, my pussy…" I cry…needing so much more…

"Tommy get you ready…get you good and wet…" he adds a third and I scream in pain…feeling my ass burn with the violation. And like every time before, it is like my first because of my healing, so I feel, for the millionth time, my virgin ass be pried open and used…and love every second of it.

"More…" I sob, laying my head back down on the pillow, "Please more…"

Tim

There is a roar, and a chunk of concrete is thrown across the room at me. I easily dodge it and watch as a nine-foot-tall shark thing walks into the room, a million teeth ready to bite.

And I just stare, this cannot be happening.

He sees me just staring and asks, "King Shark is a shark?"

I shake my head, not believing this is actually happening, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…I swear I thought it was a joke."

"KING SHARK IS A SHARK!" he roars, and my hand goes to my belt.

"I honestly thought he put it there as a joke," I say, my hand grasping the metal container.

"KING SHARK!!" he screams and rushes at me, and I pull out my can of…

Hand to God.

Bat-Shark-Repellent.

Dick showed it to me one day, after I had been given my belt and was showing me all the things, he carried. When we got to the can I thought it was a joke, I mean it literally says Bat-Shark-Repellent on it. When I started laughing, he took it from me and packed it back into the belt, "Never, ever be without this. Bruce will do checks and if he sees you took it out, he will bench you. No joke."

"Come on Dick!" I protested.

"Ever," he said seriously, "I'm not kidding."

I left it there cause I was the new guy and I didn't want to get in trouble, but as the spray hits King Shark I now see why we keep it. He stumbled as soon as it hit him, inhumane sounds coming from him as he crashed to the ground, his hands swiping at his face to get it off and ending up slashing himself deeply each time.

I watch as he thrashes around on the ground, screaming as he tore his face apart with his claws. It was truly horrifying. It looked like he was about to work himself up into a frenzy with all the pain and blood around his face…I dropped the can and pulled out five of the shots we give people when we are taking them to the Batcave. It is an instant knock out formula with a little memory loss mixed in, one is enough to knock out a full-grown man for hours within seconds. I shove five into him and he keeps screaming for a few seconds before he slowly passes out.

I just stand there, horrified, looking down at him. I kick the can away, fuck that, Bruce can bench me all he wants, that shit is dangerous. I put on a pair of cuffs on him and drag him over to the girls.

"That was mean," Harley spits at me, "You're no longer the cute one, you're the mean one."

Ouch, that hurt. I liked being Harley's favorite. I could explain but she wouldn't believe me.

I take a deep breath and ready myself for whoever is next.

Conner

After three fingers my cunt is wrecked.

He slides them in without resistance, all I can do is grunt each time, drool pooling under my mouth. After what seems like an eternity, he pulls them free and slaps my ass, "I think Supercunt is ready."

He turns me over and I lie there, looking up at his massive body, each muscle is three times its normal size, perfectly cut…every line looking like it was laid down by a sculptor…it's just amazing.

"Aww…" he said, nudging my crotch with his foot, "Did Supergirl squirt cause of that?"

I look down in a daze and see I had cum; the front of my uniform stained with my load as my deflated dick hung low.

"Tommy, make you do that?"

I nodded, eyes unfocused.

He slowly stroked his cock, "Tommy not done yet…Tommy wants some Superpussy."

I spread my legs and he chuckles, "No, Tommy wants Superpussy…not lie down and take it pussy." He goes and sits in a large recliner, "Float that clit over and fuck yourself on Tommy."

I will myself up, and slowly fly over to him, his eyes sparkling as he watches Superboy bitch himself out like a fucking whore. I hover over his cock and then lower myself; his cockhead touches my hole, and it feels like a fist, just pressing against me.

"Float your clit down!" he growls, and I can feel the instinct to submit move through me…

And just like that I have no powers.

And fall directly onto his cock.

Tim

The next guy comes in fast and quiet, he's in the room and on me before I even know he's there.

I'd be impressed if I hadn't been waiting for him.

Ben Turner, AKA Bronze Tiger, was trained by the League of Assassins and is one of the best hand to hand combatants in the world. Trained my Lady Shiva herself, I've seen him go toe to toe with Bruce before and come out untouched. Now if I had time to train and study his moves, I might be able to take him. Big emphasis on the might. But I am four fights in, on a time crunch and frankly don't have time to see if I can beat this guy fairly or not.

Instead, I roll with the blow and toss him across the room. I turn to face him, but he is already on me, tackling me across the room with a solid hit.

So far this is about how I saw it. He is all over me, easily twice as fast and from the way he is hitting me stronger too.

I hit the clasp on my cape, and it retracts around him, he is caught up in it for second while I jump back away from him. His claws tear the cape in two and he glares at me, pissed I'm wasting his time. He goes to jump at me, and I push another button on my glove. The two devices that spit out the iron hum and Tiger slams headfirst into a force field, he's fast enough to pull back at the last second but he it hits it hard and is momentarily stunned.

I drop the field and throw two cryo capsules at him. He has time to look up before he is engulfed in a block of ice. It's same air soluble formula Captain Cold uses, so he can breathe in there, but not much else. The expression of pure rage on his face is frozen in place.

"Hey you cheated!" Harley cries.

I glance over at her as I wipe the sweat off my forehead, "It's what you do when you can't win."

God what was next?

Conner

I am instantly impaled on half of his cock and feel my cunt scream in agony.

Along with my flight went my invulnerability, meaning I can feel every single inch of his horse cock, completely devastating my ass. He laughs as he grabs my waist, "Oh someone's hungry for it…"

"Wait…" I cry but it's too late, he pushes me down and I see white hot pain as I sink farther down his pole. It feels like he is readjusting my guts as he pushes more and more of that donkey cock in me. All I can do is scream which just turns him on even more. With each inch I feel the compulsion to surrender grow and grow…until it clicks in my brain.

I'm no longer Conner Kent, no longer human, I am nothing but a hole, a hole for this alpha to use. I can feel his superior cock up in my cunt and I know this is my purpose, my reason for being. The pain vanishes, replaced with the pure pleasure of serving my better.

My screams stop and I let out a low moan, as every fiber of my being is filled with ecstasy. I reach out and grab his wide shoulders, "Fuck me!" I sob, "Fuck my aching cunt…" and I begin to pull myself up and slam myself down on his dick.

He freezes, not sure what he is seeing.

I imagine he is seeing Superboy riding his cock in full uniform, desperately begging for him to fuck him harder and faster…it's like a waking dream to him and doesn't know for a second what to do. And then he sees me throw my head back and cry out as I shove even more of that cock down my superpussy and Tommy know just what to do.

He grabs my hips and bucks up to meet me.

My world shatters as he punches up into my cunt, explosions go off in my head as I feel every part of my mind surrender to his cock. I am shamelessly pushing back against him now, frantic to feel as much as that telephone pole as I could. I was babbling, wailing cries escaping my lips, his name over and over as I swore I how much I loved him and would always be his cunt.

"Yeah, you like Tommy's cock don't you Supergirl?"

"Oh, fuck yeah," I whined, "Fuck your girl Tommy, you own my pussy…oh…oh…"

I could tell my words were driving him as crazy as his cock was unspooling me. I mean I could only imagine how many times he dreamed about this, Superboy, his bitch, riding his cock, crying for more. This was like my dream but so much more, I wasn't ready for how big he was, how much he was just crushing my cunt with each push. There was literally nothing else in my brain now, no Tim, No Donnie, nothing. If I could stay here, as his fuckpet for the rest of my life I would beg for it. I would kill to stay at Tommy's feet, begging for him to stretch my pussy out each night so it could heal up to do it next day.

"Fuck me Tommy, please fuck me…oh god…more…"

"You love Tommy? Superboy my bitch now?"

I nodded, "I'm your bitch…I love you Tommy…please…" I leaned down and started to kiss him, his arms wrapped around my waist and began to piledrive up into me as he kissed me back. I bounced up and down like his kept whore, which I was…I was addicted to his cock…and I never wanted to leave…

And nothing could make me.

Tim

I touch my ear, "Conner, how much time?"

Nothing.

"Conner?"

The line went dead.

Fuck, guess we're going for plan B.

I touch my ear, "Bart, you're up."

Bart

I swear, the next group of friends I get are going to be better than these guys.

They go and break into a jail and do I get to go? No, of course not. No, instead I am to stay back and wait and see if I'm needed. Let me ask you a question, what do you think I hate the most in the world?

WAITING!

So not Crash, if they were real friends, they would at least let me join in on some…

"Bart, you're up."

I take off, zip by the cave and then head to Belle Reve, I vibrate through the doors, hit a left here, into this cell and….

Whoa Conner is riding Tommy like a rodeo champ!

Wow, just wow. I speed up so the world stops, cause I need a good look at this. I walk around slowly taking it all in. Conner's hard body, covered in sweat, every muscle bulging as he rides Tommy's massive cock like it's an all-day ride. The look of arrogant pride in Tommy's face as he watches Conner bitch himself out, I have to admit it is a site to see.

I look in Conner's face and I see the problem, he's gone.

He has been taken over by that cock and is never going to give it up. Tim filled me in on a lot of it, it looks like Tommy was enough to spin Conner around…especially if Donnie is out of the picture. So that's my job.

I take Donnie's shirt I grabbed from the cave and tear off two tiny strips and plug them up Conner's nose and then vibrate into invisibility.

I let time return to normal.

The effect is instantaneous, Conner's whole demeanor changes, he stops moaning and his eyes focus up. And then smiles and starts grinding down on Tommy with a purpose, "Come on Tommy…fuck your girl," he growls, "Get me pregnant."

Tommy's eyes get wide as Conner speeds up his movements, milking Tommy's cock for all he has.

"Oh, you cunt…" Tommy moans, his head falling back as he feels Conner clench his pussy around that cock, the desire to run over and jump in is insane.

"Breed me Tommy…come on breed your Supergirl…"

"Oh, Tommy close…" the big guy moans and starts to thrust up into Conner.

"Yes!" Conner cries, as he bottoms out on that monster. They are both just moaning like nuts, and I feel like I'm the only one not close to cumming like a fire hose.

"Take it…take it…" Tommy begins to chant.

"Fuck me…fuck my cunt…" Conner cries.

Tommy roars as he cums, Conner's eyes widen as he feels the monster load hit him. I can see it dribbling out and down Tommy's cock it's so much. Conner gasps and starts shooting, his cum sprays all over Tommy's chest and abs and over his face. They are both lost in the moment, I make sure all of it is captured with my lenses for educational purposes…you know, science?

They both stop, catching their breath. Tommy chuckles, "Supergirl get what she wanted?"

Conner smiles, "She did," and punches him dead between the eyes. Tommy's head snaps back and he's out cold.

"Whoa!" I say coming into visibility, "One shot!"

Conner jumps back, "Jesus Bart, how long you been watching?"

"Long enough to put those in," I point to his nose strips. He pulls them out and smiles, "Donny?"

I nod, "Tim thought you might get lost…"

"Shit Tim," he touches his ear and then looks around, "Let me see your comm."

I hand it to him, and he slips it in his ear, "I'm good, get out of here." Pause. "Tim?" Nothing. "Tim?"

"Fuck," he says looking at the door. I run in front of it.

"I am also to remind you to follow the plan, you got what you need, leave. Now. Period. His words."

He seems torn and I add, "I'll go look for him, promise."

A nod and he takes off, breaking through the ceiling in one jump.

"Show off," I say, taking a long look at Tommy's naked form, covered with Conner's cum. I look around quickly, blur over and lick him clean in half a second. I smack my lips, "Thanks Tommy!" and I'm gone.

Tim

I call Bart in and hear whoever it is coming around the corner.

Dropping to a defensive stance I ready my staff and…

Shit, I'm dead.

This is what it must feel like to be in a Terminator movie. You're going along fine and then a killer robot walks around the corner, you hear the music, and you know, you're dead. Deathstroke walks around the corner casually, as if he had all the time in the world, cause he did. He sees me and smiles, "What's this? Another dead Robin? Joker is going to be so pissed I evened things up."

My mind races, I look at what I have set up, what's in my belt…crunch the numbers…

And drop my staff.

"Giving up?"

I reach in my belt, "Going to use the only thing that can stop you."

He pulls his staff out, cause he isn't stupid, "You ain't got nothing on that belt that can beat me and we both know it."

I whip it out and show it to him, "Wanna bet?"

He looks at it, looks me in my eyes and then back. Shrugs and puts the staff away, "What you want?"

"Stop whoever comes around that corner next."

He nods to what I'm holding, "That better be good."

"Trust me," I say, slipping my Platinum Waynecorp credit card back in my belt, "It is."

I hear him firing at someone as I open the armory and slip out the back door. When I get out to open air I'm only a little surprised to see Bart standing there, eating candy, "You take forever."

"He get it?"

Bart grins, "Oh he got it good and hard. He…"

"Did he get the DNA?"

He stops, "Oh, I guess…oh! OH!!" he says excitedly, "Man did he!"

I jump into his arms, "Let's get lost."

We blur off as he asks, "So if I was to come back to comfort Tommy…"

"NO!" I bark and he grumbles.

I do not believe we just pulled that off.

Amanda Waller

The lights flicker on and the monitors come back up.

I see the Squad tied up but no Robin. I see Slade stunning Captain Boomerang and sigh.

I push a button, "Slade, why are you attacking my people?"

He doesn't pause as he fires another shot at Rat Catcher, "Kid hired me to."

God, I hate mercenaries.

"Well, he's gone, so can you please stop and meet me in my office."

One last shot and he holsters his staff, "On my way."

I get up and look at the techs holding their breath for my inevitable explosion, "Who is I.T.?"

One guy raises his hand.

"You have a hour to tell me how he got control of our systems, if you can't just go home now."

He nods and I walk out, "Get this shit cleaned up, now."

I hear them scramble as I walk into my office, a couple of minutes Slade walks in, "You called?"

"Don't do that again," I say, looking at the containment cells.

"Pay me better," he answers.

"Tell me you took care of Match before you went to turn on me."

He nods, "I made sure he was put away and everything, but he went nuts for a second."

I can see Match sleeping in his tube, at least everything didn't go to hell, "That means Superboy was around…so then the armory was a distraction. But for what?"

"So, what are you going to do about this?" he asks me.

I shake my head, "Slade, I don't even know what the hell just happened much less what I am going to do about it."

"You want me to find out?" he asks.

I raise an eyebrow, "How much?"

He smiles, "I just made 30 mil from the kid, we'll say it's on him."

"Grab whoever you want," I say, "But get me answers."

He nods, "Consider it done," and he walks out.

The desire to say I am getting too old for this shit it strong, but I resist. I'm about to teach all those Batboys why you don't mess with Task Force X, once and for all.