Chapter Fourteen: To Hell with the World
Cheetah smiled as she watched the monitors. Everywhere she looked, she saw naked couples writhing on the ground, furtively grinding their genitals against each other in an eager attempt to mate. "Wow, Joker...your plan is working. It looks like the whole city is having sex."
Joker idly stroked Cheetah's naked thighs as she sat on his lap. "Of course they are, my dear. It's contagious now. Those who are infected will try their best to spread their lust to someone new. And so on, and so on, until the whole world is consumed."
"Wow! How long do you think that will take?"
"I don't know...perhaps a few months," said Joker. "From Manhattan, the epidemic will spread in all directions. Eventually, someone will want to get on a plane to try some foreign sex. But they'll probably need something to do during the plane ride..."
"Oooh, I bet they'll be having fun on board that plane!" giggled Cheetah. "None of the women will pay any attention to the 'fasten seatbelt' warnings; they'll be too busy bouncing up and down on a nice big cock!"
"Exactly," said Joker, kissing her bare back. "By the time the plane lands, all of the passengers will have been infected. And then they'll start fucking people at the airport. And from there, they'll move on."
"I guess they'll have to rest, though, after all that sex."
"Maybe not," he said. "The drug has an interesting side-effect. It seems to augment the body's capacity for sex."
"Yeah, I've noticed how I'm horny all the time now," she said, wiggling her bottom against Joker's naked thigh.
"That's just part of it. You've probably also noticed that your pussy produces much more fluid than it used to...that makes it easier for cocks to slide in and out of your hungry little twat." He reached over and gave her pussy a teasing rub. "After a while, you'll find that your breasts are able to lactate milk."
"Mmmm, yummy...I'll have to try that out," she said, fondling her breasts. "But what about the guys? Do they get any special benefit?"
"Certainly. Our cocks are much stronger than before. After we come, it takes only a few minutes for us to get hard again. And when we come, we come in buckets. If I fucked you right now, I'd fill up your womb with more semen than you've ever had in you before. And of course, all of these fluids - semen, vaginal juice, tit milk - all of them carry a bit of the drug, so that anyone who drinks from (or gets fucked by) an infected person will soon find that they, too, have become infected by lust. It's the most powerful form of sexually-transmitted disease the world has ever known."
"Aren't you worried that the superheroes will find a way to stop it somehow?"
Joker shook his head and moved his hands over the smooth flesh of her belly. "Superman was the only one I was really worried about. But look at him now." He pointed to one of the monitors, which showed a naked man flying across the sky. "He doesn't even bother to wear that ridiculous costume anymore."
"Look at that cock!" Cheetah murmured. She watched as Superman swooped down and landed upon a sandy beach. His large penis was fully erect, and it pointed straight out toward the woman he was approaching. "Hey, I know her! She's one of the Victoria's Secret women!"
Joker grinned. "Yes, apparently Superman's been hunting celebrities lately. Yesterday I watched him plant his cock inside Britney Spears. Poor girl, she's so young to be carrying a baby."
Cheetah leaned back against Joker and smiled as he began to caress her breast. "I like watching him do it. He's so wicked now, it's hard to believe that he used to be a good guy."
"Indeed. It seems that those with the highest morals sink to the lowest depths when they fall under the potion's spell. Superman cares for nothing now, except burrowing his cock into gorgeous young girls." He brushed her hair aside and began to lick and suck on her neck.
Cheetah sighed contentedly. "And that's what will happen to the whole world?" She watched as Superman chased the young woman down and began to tear off her swimsuit.
"Yes, eventually. It'll take time, but sooner or later everyone will crave only this..." Joker began to stroke her pussy lips, and she squealed with pleasure. "They won't be able to help themselves." He fondled her breast with one hand while he tickled her pussy with the other. Cheetah began to buck her hips against his fingers; her eyes were on the monitor, where Superman was sucking the young girl's nipple. "Let's face it...no one can resist sex." Joker's tentatively pushed a finger into Cheetah's cunt, and she moaned softly. The girl on the video screen tried to struggle, but she couldn't break free. While Superman continued to lick and suckle her breast, his other hand moved down to grope her pussy through the tiny patch of her yellow bikini. Cheetah watched in fascination as her struggles began to subside; the look on her face turned from fear to confusion as his fingers kept digging against her covered pussy.
Joker's finger started to wiggle around inside her, and she began to writhe, grinding her body against his. Superman tore off the bikini bottom and effortlessly hoisted the young girl's body up in the air, bringing her pussy to his mouth. Cheetah couldn't see his tongue on the monitor, but she could see the effect it was having on the young girl. Her head leaned back, and her mouth opened. Cheetah knew exactly what she was feeling, as Joker inserted another finger into her moist pussy. The girl on the screen was beginning to surrender; her body quivered as she tried to wiggle her pussy closer to the face in between her legs.
"Animals," said Joker, rubbing his fingers inside Cheetah's cunt, making her squirm and moan. "That's what will become of everyone." Her body was out of control; he smiled and began to rub her faster, his fingers swiveling in and out of her juicy cunt. Cheetah whimpered at the renewed assault. She could feel her orgasm coming closer and closer. Her eyes darted toward the monitor, where Superman now held the beautiful young girl in mid-air, her pussy impaled upon his stiff, long cock. All signs of reluctance had disappeared from her face, replaced by a smile of sexual satisfaction. As the Man of Steel began to pump his dick in and out of her, Cheetah lost control of herself. Pungent sex cream began to pulse out of her cunt, bathing Joker's fingers as they continued their relentless assault on her cunt. His thumb rubbed against her engorged clit as the orgasm washed over her, deliciously overriding every other thought. When it was over, he felt her body collapse against his, and his hands went back to massaging her body, smearing her own pussy juice all over her breasts and belly.
"The world will be ours," Joker whispered into the ear of the lust-dazed woman. "There will be no guards at the bank, no clerks at the stores. We will simply take what we want, and live the rest of our days in endless pleasure."
Cheetah said nothing, but gazed at the monitor. Superman was still banging away inside the young supermodel; his cock churned in and out of her cunt like a wet piston of flesh, his balls dangling against her bottom with every thrust. The woman was lost; she was now a slave to pleasure, just like everyone else on the other screens. Cheetah couldn't hear her screams of ecstasy, but she was obviously delirious from the cock pounding he was giving her.
Cheetah got up and smiled at Joker. "To hell with the world...I want your cock."
"As you wish, my dear." Joker smiled and obligingly lifted his cock to greet her descending pussy.