When I'm good I'm very good

When I'm Good, I'm Very Good (Mary Marvel)
By Saren92

When I'm Good, I'm Very Good.....
Mary Marvel grinned wickedly as she ignored the beseeching of the voice. She was known for her unwavering moral rectitude and wholesome image, but few would recognize her as she was now --- clad completely in skintight black that accentuated all her curves, her hands and feet in latex coverings that she would have normally blushed at, the image completed by skimpy fishnets that showed off her thighs and drew the viewer's attention to her peachy little ass.

She'd been possessed by Darkseid's energies during an invasion of the Earth months ago, and the exposure to those corrupted energies had brought out a side of her that she didn't know existed. And while possessed, she'd gone to war with her friends and allies, attacking them, spitting obscene words at them, and wearing outfits like this one, all things that made her burn with shame even today. But the war had ended, and as Darkseid had been driven away from Earth, his influence had faded. And with it, so too had this evil "Dark Mary" personality.

Or so she'd thought. Or so she'd hoped.

A few weeks after the invasion had ended, she'd heard sinister giggling coming from her surroundings, but she'd never been able to identify the source. It plagued her everywhere she went, tormenting her at church, at the animal shelter, while she was rescuing the innocent, and when she was volunteering at relief camps in drought-afflicted countries. The noise grew louder until Mary had realized it was coming from inside her head, and that the Dark Mary personality hadn't disappeared; it had just gone dormant for a while, but now it had woken up. And it wanted nothing less than to take back what it had once had, but since lost.

The dark Mary whispered in her ear day in and day out, but she ignored it, until the whispers grew bolder and harder to ignore, which was when she realized, to her horror, that her dark side was growing stronger with the passage of time. Soon, Mary could feel the darkness' creeping fingers on her mind, threatening to pull her under and take control. She fought with every ounce of will she could muster, but eventually all the will she could muster just wasn't enough......and the dark was back in control of her body.

Light and dark had gone to war. Darkness had won, and now light was strapped in the backseat, forced to watch helplessly as darkness took the wheel.

"Relax, babe. I know you'd rather be helping out at a soup kitchen, but I think we should have some fun for once, don't you?" And before Mary could answer, her dark half kicked in the door to the rowdy bar, sending it flying off its hinges as she stepped into the Rogues' Gallery.

The noise in the bar fell to a deathly quiet as all heads turned to gawk at the intruder. In her new outfit, none of them recognized her at first, but the bright gold lightning-bolt emblazoned across her torso was unmistakeable. From what they knew of sweet Mary Marvel, however, she wouldn't let herself be found dead in a seedy joint like this, let alone crash the place in a slutty getup that was so completely drenched her perky nipples were clearly visible through the fabric.

For her part, Dark Mary was perfectly aware of the shock her presence had created, and it was just the kind of impression she wanted to make.

"Hey, boys. Anyone here know how to show a girl a good time?"

The silence gave way to excited clusters of chattering supervillains, as every inhabitant of the bar threw out their own analysis of what was happening.

".......some kind of set-up, right?"

"Hey, bad guys get groupies too....."

"......look, you stupid fucks, that's the chick that's always hanging around Captain Marvel! Whasserhername, Melly something?"

"Mary Marvel?"

"Yeah, that's it! One of the heroes, and I don't mean no dark and gritty anti-hero shit. This bitch pulls kittens out of trees, for chrissakes!"

"So what's she doing in a dump like this?"

"Those holier-than-thou assholes in the Justice League just sent us a damn honeytrap, you idjit!"

While the villains talked amongst themselves, another conversation raged inside Mary's head, as she fought furiously with her dark half to regain control.

"What's the point?" the darkness laughed, "You're not getting this body back until I'm done with it for the time being, and you can't make me give it up before that. Why struggle? Just sit back and relax."

"I --- I know what you're thinking!" the good Mary gasped, her doppelganger's plans laid out before her like an obscene tapestry in their mutual mind. "Y-you want to --- with these --- oh God, please! I'm a virgin!"

“I know!” the dark Mary laughed again. “22-years-old and a virgin, in this day and age? Oh, there’s a lot of work I’ve got to do, but this takes priority. Now shut up and sit the fuck down!”

Quelling the conflict, the darkness shoved the light back into its hole and resumed control. Mary strode right into the middle of the bar, and the gathered villains backed away as they came closer.

"Well?" she said, slowly thumbing her nipples for the crowd's benefit. "Are we gonna have some fun, or are y'all just gonna stand around with your dicks in your hands?"

Surprisingly, it was Killer Croc who decided to step up and speak for the group, taking a deep breath and trying to maintain his resolve in the face of what they were all sure was some sort of trap set by the Justice League. "Look, lady. We're minding our own business here, ain't no one getting hurt. You should ---- you should go!" He practically squeaked out the last few words in his fear.

"But I only wanted to play......" Mary pouted, leaning forward, placing one hand on Croc's vast chest while the other gripped his crotch, startling the reptilian villain as he felt her cradle his balls through the fabric of his pants. "Don't you want to play with me?"

"It's a trick!” Captain Cold yelled. “Get back, Croc!”

Mary leaned closer, suddenly grabbing Croc's arm in an unbreakable grip and forcing it down to her crotch, where she used his razor-sharp nails to slice through the fabric of her skimpy one-piece, pulling his arm lower and lower until his inhuman fingers were dipping in and out of her wet pussy.

"What do you think, Mr. Croc?" she purred, "Am I tricking you?"

Croc stammered incoherently, desperately searching for cues from his fellow villains, and Mary seized upon his uncertainty. With the faintest nudge, she sent the giant hurtling across the room, where he crash-landed onto the pool table. Ignoring the yells and threats from the frightened villains, Mary sauntered over to the dazed villain, and without a care in the world, ripped off all her clothes.

The noise slowed to a halt once again as the planet's most wanted ogled Mary's perky breasts and toned legs, showering the dark alter-ego with the perverse attention she craved. Fully aware of all the eyes watching her, she ripped Croc's khaki pants away in one quick gesture, revealing a thick, long, scaly crocodile cock that was rapidly hardening the longer he gaped at the nude heroine.

"It's so big, Mr. Croc," Mary cooed, "Can I play with it?"

"S-sure, sure," Croc stammered, too frightened and horny to say otherwise.

"Thank you so much!" Mary beamed, climbing on top of the big villain until her glistening pussy folds were inches away from his throbbing erection. "You wouldn't believe how hard it can get for a girl to lose her cherry these days. There's just not enough quality cock out there!"

"Nonononononono----" the good Mary cried, still struggling for control. "Don't do this!"

The dark Mary ignored her again, winking at Croc as she teased his swollen cockhead with her pussy lips. "It's go time," she whispered, plunging down.

"YESSSSS!"

Her victorious scream shook the foundations of the bar as Croc's cock slammed into her, ripping through her hymen and filling her virgin body for the first time. Mary fed every last inch of the thick penis into herself, grinding her hips against her lover as she rode towards the first orgasm of her life. Croc's head lolled back as waves of pleasure detonated inside his mind; he could feel every inch of his scaly erection being squeezed and massaged by her impossibly tight, warm pussy, and he knew right there that was the best sex he was ever going to have. The gathered villains were shell-shocked at the sight, but Mary could see the tightening around their pants, which was just the reaction she wanted.

"She's doin' it! She's actually fucking Croc!"

Still grinding her hips against Croc's, Mary flashed a triumphant smile at the horny villains, gesturing for them to come and take what they wanted. "I'm still a virgin in other places, boys. Can you help me out with that?"

The villains nearly tripped over themselves trying to get to her, but after a brief but furious brawl, Bane stepped forward and asserted his authority. His Venom-enhanced cock was nearly as long as his thigh, with bulging veins that glowed a ghostly green and a large red tip that already glistened with precum. She felt him come up behind her, and the pain from his tree trunk of a cock invading her tight little ass was something even a superheroine couldn't ignore. Croc groaned with dull pain as Mary dug her fingernails into his shoulders, gritting her teeth as she tried to accommodate Bane without crying out. Eventually, the gigantic organ began to slip inside her, and the sheer feeling of her virgin holes now stuffed to capacity was enough to push Mary over the edge. Moaning like a backalley whore, her body shook between the two Bat-villains' as she came. They gave her three seconds to recover before they put her back to work, pistoning in and out of her in rhythm, one retracting just as the other pushed in. Croc was lost; the only sounds from his mouth being animalistic grunts as he pumped his fuckmeat, while Bane gripped her tits from behind, squeezing her young mounds in his vast hands as he hammered her asshole, his heavy balls slamming against the flesh between her ass and pussy.

The other villains were as horny as one might expect a gathering of villains confronted by a wet and willing young whore to be, but years spent ducking the authorities were making it hard for them to throw caution to the winds; this was still a superheroine, after all. Torn between survival instinct and their basest impulses, they stood around the sordid threesome, furiously masturbating to the sight of Mary's wild ride.

Pathetic, Mary thought. Out loud she flashed them her sultriest smile, daring them to come and take what they wanted. "You know, if you all just stand around jacking off, it makes me feel like I'm not wanted here."

Captain Cold, the most suspicious of the lot when Mary had walked into the bar, nearly tripped over his own pants as he hastily unzipped them on his sprint towards her. With no sense of finesse or subtlety, he gripped Mary's head tight and slammed his hips into her face, yelling exuberantly as his erection slipped past her lips. He held her head close to his crotch, groaning as the heroine sucked him off, using her tongue to tease his head as it pumped in and out, swallowing as many inches as she could. Cold wasn't anywhere near as big as Croc or Bane, but Mary had never sucked a cock before, and this seemed like decent practice for some of the more endowed patrons of the bar she'd have to entertain through the night. Besides, what Cold lacked in size he made up for in enthusiasm, and in trying to keep up with his impatient pace, Mary decided she was going to have to up the stakes.

She waved her free arms at the other villains, snapping her fingers to call more to her side. Sportsmaster and Weather Wizard scurried forward, cocks bouncing in their hurry, and Mary's soft hands embraced their meat as she jerked them off vigorously. Mere minutes prior she had been a virgin, and now she was servicing five cocks at the same time. Cold succumbed first, groaning as he came down her throat. She could feel it trickle down to her belly, and when he was done, she gave a short, sharp shove that sent him crashing ten feet away. Croc's throat spewed guttural animal sounds beneath her and she bounced up and down on his cock harder and faster, until his meat twitched and exploded inside her pussy, firing his thick batter into her womb. The increased pressure from her convulsing fuckhole spurred Bane to his own climax, and even with her powers, Mary had to grit her teeth and brace herself as the two monstrosities pulverized her openings, flooding her with seed. The reptile man was practically comatose beneath her, wheezing as he came down from his high, and when Sportsmaster and Weather Wizard reached their own ends, she let them spray all over her face, licking the strands that drifted down to her mouth as the crowd cheered and hollered.

Mary leaped off the table, rearing for more, and stood naked before the crowd with her hands on her hips and semen running freely down her thighs. "Come on, who's next?"

There was a sound like thunder, followed by another, and another, and Mary could see the villains making way for the lumbering undead giant called Solomon Grundy. The sight of his unclothed form was the first time that night the darkness actually felt a tinge of apprehension --- Grundy's organ swung low, reaching his knees, as thick as a tree trunk and twice as hard. He towered over her petite form, a vast mountain of flesh so large if she'd never seen him before, she'd have to crane her neck up to be sure she was looking at a man.

"SOLOMON GRUNDY!" he roared, staking his claim. His giant hand wrapped around her slender waist, swinging her body through the air like a toy, before slamming her down on her back against the table. It creaked and groaned from the force of the impact, but it stood.

"Oh, she's done for!"

Mary spread her legs as wide as she could, hoping beyond all hope that she hadn't bitten off more than she could chew. How was she ever going to fit that monster inside her?

"Be gentle, Mr. Grundy," she simpered. "I'd be ever so grateful....."

Grundy's yellow teeth shone in the light as he smiled a depraved smile. "BORN ON A MONDAY!" echoed around the bar as he grabbed her legs in his mammoth hands, forcing them as far apart as he could without ripping her in half, and began the hard work of shoving his giant organ inside her tiny little hole.

Mary yelped in pain as she felt Grundy's stone-cold tip press against her lips and force themselves past. Her hands gripped the sides of the table, every muscle in her body straining to keep still as Grundy pushed forward, inch by thick hard inch, until half his cock, all that would fit inside, was lodged inside Mary's cunt, forming a mass so big she could actually see the bulge in her belly it made. Then another jolt of pain, and another ad another as the zombie brute began ramming back and forth inside her with a speed that belied his size. To distract herself from the unnerving sight of the belly bulge shifting up and down with Grundy's movements, she signaled the awestruck spectators to climb onto the table and make use of her waiting mouth.

One after the other they came, Etrigan and Mr. Toad and KGBeast and Calender Man and Black Manta and a dozen more, until she must surely have guzzled down gallons of seed of all colors and tastes and consistencies. She could feel it sloshing around in her belly every time Grundy's monstrous thrusts shook her frame, she could taste it on her lips and tongue and feel the sticky sludge coating the back of her throat.

Grundy's thumbs pressed painfully into her thighs as he shifted his weight to push deeper inside, his giant member pulsing slowly inside her, and Mary threw aside the man currently enjoying her mouth as she readied herself for Grundy's climax. Copperhead yelled a complaint as he soared through the air, his twitching cock sending cum flying around, but Mary had more pressing concerns. The zombie grunted as he came, and Mary screamed in ecstasy as her poor, demolished pussy was flooded with Grundy's ice-cold ejaculate. Like a fire hydrant he filled her, his girth plugging her hole and keeping the seed in place until there was so much she was sure she would explode if the pressure was not relieved. He got the message when she thrashed violently to try and shake him loose and pulled out, his cock still loosing its load, which splattered all over her belly and breasts, the more forceful shots hitting her in the face with the force of a sledgehammer. A normal woman's head would have been knocked clean off her shoulders, but Mary was not a normal woman, and she gasped and spluttered as her head was sprayed down by a gushing geyser of seed.

The villains actually cheered. They cheered when she got up from the table, limbs shaking from the hardest fucking of her life, her hair drenched in seed and her skin a new shade with the pearly white liquid clinging to her. And they cheered even louder when she managed to place her hands on her hips once more, displaying herself to them, daring them to come for more.

"Bizarro not want backdoor!"

Superman's inhuman clone pushed his way to the front of the crowd, tongue hanging out of his mouth as he literally drooled over the piece of ass he was about to enjoy. His cock was actually bent in three different places, but large and long and already dripping with more cum for the collection she was now putting together. Mary smiled seductively, lovingly stroking the clone's freakish organ as she bent over the pool table with one hand around his cock. Her abused asshole was just wide enough to be a perfect fit for him now, and he wasted no time slamming his rod inside the second she'd bent over the edge of the table. Across the table, the rest of the supervillains awaited their turn. She could see Grodd, Boomerang and Mirror Master standing at the front of the line, erections at the ready, while more hopefuls formed a queue behind them. At the back of the line, she could spot a few new arrivals: Clayface, Captain Nazi, Doctor Psycho and Black Spider, no doubt tipped off about the night's entertainment and the first batch of many more to come.

Grinning with a face covered in a thick blanket of cum, she raised two fingers in the air and gestured for the assembled villains to come take what they wanted. "I can go all night, boys. Can you?"

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The next thing Mary remembered was waking up naked in a filthy hotel room that smelled like it hadn't been cleaned in decades. Her relief when she found she was once again in control of her body quickly faded when she realized she could barely feel anything below her waist --- an entire night of super-cocks pounding her holes was something even a superheroine needed time to recover from. Her mouth ached from how much meat she'd had to accommodate in it, and the dull pain from all three of her violated holes brought back vivid memories of the debauched nightmare she'd been at the center of.

Pulling aside the bedsheets covering her, she felt a sick lurch in her throat at the sight of her once taut belly, now filled to the brim with volumes of semen, and bloated like she was six months pregnant. Choking back tears, she gingerly rubbed her pregnant belly, but it groaned loudly at her touch, making her yelp in shock as it suddenly began to compress, forcing huge amounts of cum out of her vagina like a reverse-vacuum, until her stomach was back at a more normal size. The sheets around her thighs and legs were drenched with sperm that flowed onto the floor, and Mary could see the jumbled mix of contributors reflected in it --- for the most part it looked normal, but there was the green glow of Bane's Venom, the orange taint of Clayface, the blackened traces of Etrigan, and many more.

But even with all the excess cum staining the sheets, Mary could still feel what was left slushing around inside her womb. She could feel it coating her baby chamber, seeping into her eggs, and all she could do was hope beyond hope that she wasn't going to get---

"Pregnant? Talk about your foregone conclusions."

"YOU!" Mary screamed at the voice in her head, despair giving way to terrified anger, "do you have any idea --- ANY IDEA --- what you've done to me?!"

"Showed you a good time?" Dark Mary laughed. "So we're gonna be parents, big deal. Small price to pay for a night like that. And by the way, don't get all high and mighty on me this time," her voice paused for a second as she relished what came next, "I switched out a few times and left you in control, and you didn't try to run. You just kept begging for more."

"You're lying," Mary cried, her voice trembling as she tried to reassure herself it wasn't true, "I would never do something so....so...I'm not like you!"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. But turns out you might actually be kinkier than I am. Ask the Rogues if you want; they really seemed to appreciate you taking on all six of them at once---"

"SHUT UP!" Mary screamed, her words bouncing off the flimsy walls.

"And the boys from the Suicide Squad, whew! Good thing you've got superpowers, because I doubt a normal woman could even survive five thick pricks drilling her ass---"

"SHUT! UP!"

"Hey, I was plenty surprised too," the dark Mary said, the smirk evident in her voice, "but now that I know you like it too, I've got some plans cooking. I figure you rest up for a few days, get your strength back, let your holes tighten up again, then we go steal a little something-something from Poison Ivy and start a party with the Justice League."

"I'll never--"

"Fine, the Teen Titans. We'll work our way up that particular ladder. Starfire eats pussy like a champ, from what I hear."

Mary buried her face in the dirty pillow, sobbing softly as she realized she was going to spend the rest of her life as a filthy cumdump. The purity and goodness she'd strived so hard to maintain were dust now; she was helpless, a slave to a depraved monster born not from a supervillain, but from her own mind.

Her dark half's voice rang out in her ears, enveloping her in deafening despair. "Wonder who the father is. Bizarro? Bane? I've got a good feeling about Grundy......or maybe you're gonna have Grodd's gorilla babies. Won't that be something?"