Chapter 5 - The Impersonator


 Diana was in desperate need of release. 

 The entire time she was seated with the rest of the Justice League the only think she could do was think of how much she wanted those little perverts to fuck her again. Rules are rules, though, right?

 Of course, it turned her on a great deal to obey the orders of two twerps she could kill at the flick of a wrist. It turned her on, too, to think of how many men desperately wanted her over the last few thousand years - titanic, godly, brutal men, the type that they really didn’t make anymore - and how they would’ve felt to know that she knelt and took jizz to the face from two teenagers that barely reached her chest. Babies, in other words. 

 The whole thing made Diana feel a little dirty, almost as if she were a perverted old crone, but by human standards this was all okay. The difference between her and any mortal was so great that they were all children in the end no matter what they looked like. The only difference was that the older ones could be petulant in their expectation of being treated and taken seriously as adults when they were two thousand years her juniors. 

 Still… not being able to do anything alone, not even touch herself when she was so eager to take away the ache from her pussy, was unbearable. The only thing Diana knew what to do when she felt such frustration was to use that pent-up energy and take out some nasty people. 

 So she went around Metropolis after dark, beating the goons she got her hands on extra tender. The sky was so dark that there was nothing on it, and after three hours of roaming, it began to rain just as the clocks struck midnight. 

 Unwilling to call it a night, Diana kept at it, looking for an excuse to discipline any baddie she got her hands on. Who knows, maybe one of them will surprise me and overpower me. Who can say what lurks out there? The mere thought took her breath away, though it also made keeping her focus that much harder.

 Then, just as she was ready to clear out of the current neighborhood, she could hear some moans echoing up from an alleyway. Diana approached fearing that it might be a beating or a rape given the things the guy was saying, but there were no screams coming from the woman.

 As she entered the alleyway she could see a big fat guy in a raincoat holding a camera, shooting what appeared to be a couple having sex. He was blocking the way so that Diana couldn't see much, the three of them squeezed together under the eaves of a backdoor with a sign in Chinese over it. 

“You like that, you tall bitch?” a rough voice said.

“Oh yeah,” drawled the fat guy holding the camera, sounding just a few moments away from blowing a load in his pants. 

 Diana smiled at the scene, wondering if she should interfere. Then as she went around to get a look at the couple, her heart stopped. 

 Tall pale legs, long raven hair, and golden bracelets that shone in the low light. Viewed from a certain angle, the girl looked exactly like her. Though looking down Diana could see that her height was largely a result of some heels that the cameraman was smart enough not to keep in the shot. 

 This is her, thought Diana as the rain dripped down her face. This is that impersonator. 

 The thought of what her obligation might be as a member of the Justice League took over and she reacted in anger. The whip shot out and knocked the camera of the fat guy, smashing it to pieces. Both he and the other guy now stared at her in terror. “Wha-Wha-Wonder Woman?” he stammered. 

 Smirking, she took a step forward. “Ever heard of copyright?”

 They looked her way for one more second, then bolted away in terror, the actor tripping up in his lowered pants and falling down before he hitched them back up. Within moments, they were gone. 

 The impersonator, however, stood right there, her blue eyes wide and amazed. “Wonder Woman?” she asked like a little kid. “Is that really you?”

 There was no reason to be nervous but looking at what was almost a smaller and younger clone of herself made Diana gulp dryly. She could be my sister. Or my daughter… 

“You look so amazing!” said the girl, coming closer. Apart from the size, the high-pitched voice with its distinct local accent also gave her away. 

 Seemingly mesmerized by her presence, the impersonator lifted her hand and gently stroked Wonder Woman’s shoulder. “It’s really you! Wow… I’ve dreamed about this moment.” 

 Diana pursed her lips. “You’re dressed like me.”

“Oh. This. I’m sorry, it’s just… People always said we looked alike!” 

“What were those men doing?”

“I mean that’s just my boyfriend and his uncle. He was the one that bought me this outfit and got me to dress as you. We uploaded a video online for fun once but people bought it, so then we decided to charge for it. Beats working at the grocery store.”

 Diana could not help but smile. “I bet it does. So that’s your boyfriend.”

“Oh, yes. He’s always had ideas for stuff… Say, can we get a drink?”

 Wonder Woman cocked her eyebrow. “Hmm?”

 Ten minutes later, they entered a diner and slid together into one of the booths. “I’m Aurora, by the way.”

 The woman that served them their drinks did not appear suspicious at all. Just a few decades ago appearing in public in her outfit would’ve been impossible. Nowadays with all the cosplaying going on, being recognized started out as a 50-50 chance and was only getting lower. The impersonators were getting better.

 Diana sipped on her soda and watched Aurora. “Haven’t you ever considered the repercussions of what you’re doing?”

“I mean… I can’t imagine anyone with a brain would think Wonder Woman would do a thing like that…” 

 Diana laughed bitterly. “No, I suppose not. Though some don’t have a brain.” And I’d do much worse than that. 

“Plus, I find it pretty exciting to pretend to be you,” said Aurora. “It’s so nice to put on that outfit and just forget about how awful everything is! But if you really want me to, I can stop. I can just tell my boyfriend we’re done. I don’t want to disappoint you.” 

 The way her eyes shone told Diana that the girl was looking more for a mommy than anything else. “Aurora…” 

“Hmm?”

“If it’s money you need, I can help you.”

“Oh, no, no… I mean, yes, the money is nice. But also it’s just exciting. Putting that on and getting… used like that. Sometimes I wonder, what if someone else saw me? What if my boyfriend got dragged off and I got taken by a gang that thought I was the real Wonder Woman?”

 Diana considered it and could feel her own arousal spike. “That would be scary,” she said matter-of-factly, though her imagination ran wild. Yes, just a bunch of desperate men preying on what they mistakenly took to be Wonder Woman and unleashing their rage. Wouldn’t that be a tragedy?

“Scary… but hot.” Aurora grinned. “Really, really hot.” 

“What about your boyfriend?”

“He’s super nice. And I love him and all that. But you know, I want to do this as you.” Aurora smiled and pushed her hair back. “And you don’t know him. He’s just Aurora-business.” 

 Listening to this girl speak her mind so openly was fascinating. Maybe it was because of who she was talking to, but Diana could feel that she would answer honestly to almost any question. She has no sense of privacy, does she?

“Why don’t you do it?”

 Aurora perked up as she sipped on the pink straw of her milkshake. “Huh?”

“Just go out there and see what happens.”

 Aurora blushed. “Because I’m scared. I want the experience but… I don’t want to end up dead or enslaved or something.”

“And if I protect you?”

“You’d do that?”

 What are you getting yourself into? “Maybe. If it’s what you want. Consider it a gift from your spiritual mother.”

 Put face to face with the situation, her fingers toyed with the drink absentmindedly. “I mean…” 

 Don’t tell me she’s getting cold feet on me. Though Diana couldn't find release herself without permission, the idea of seeing this impersonator rammed brutally was very appealing. 

“I don’t know about some bad guys, but there’s been this guy that kept offering to shoot a movie with me. You know, one of these sleazy underground directors. He said he wanted to do a gangbang with me.”

“How much did he offer?”

“Nothing,” said Aurora with a nervous laugh. “I don’t think he expected me to accept. I don’t think he even knew I was the one in those videos. He was just creeping at girls at this con in town and offered me his card. Said to call him before I make the mistake of getting married.”

 Diana met her eyes and let her intensity seep into the young impersonator. “Do you have his number?”

“Not on me… But I can probably find it.”



 Just an hour later Diana waited in another alley with Aurora at her side. They had gone back to the impersonator’s house and Diana waited outside as she ransacked the place looking for the card.

 The call had been made and now they were just waiting for that director to show up. Whether or not he actually came would show just how much of a dedicated degenerate he was. 

 But as she looked out into the street, Diana noticed a grey van passing slowly. Then it came back and stopped by the alley. A window went down and an older guy whistled. “That you?”

 Aurora waved with excitement. “It’s me!” 

 Then the van backed up into the alleyway, blocking out all street access. The back door opened and out of it came out half a dozen guys. Only two of them were on the younger side, but even then they were just two skinny dweebs that smelled like pot. Two of the other men were middle-aged and out of shape, while the fifth was an older guy with greying hair and a leathery face. Did he just pick up whoever he could find?

 One of the dweebs looked over to Diana, his blitzed-out eyes struggling to focus on her. “Woah! Dad, she’s fucking huge.” 

 The final figure climbed out of the van, who was undoubtedly the “artist” that offered Aurora the job. An obese guy shorter than all the others there, with a long grey ponytail, glasses, and just a soul patch on his wobbly pasty face.

 As soon as he saw Diana, his jaw dropped. The fat mouth opened and flashed a perfectly white set of teeth. “My, my, my, who’s this? Our friend didn’t say she was bringing company.”

“That’s my friend,” said Aurora. “She’s not participating. Just here for protection.” 

 The dweeb from before laughed at Diana cynically. “Duuude, who’s gonna protect you?”

 The director only glanced at him from the side before he slapped him with the back of his hand hard enough to send him to the ground. “Don’t you fucking talk to a lady like that, you little prick! You damned junkie. This isn’t how your mother raised you. Show some fucking respect.” 

 Then, turning back to her as if there hadn’t been any incident at all, he took Diana by the hand and raised it up to kiss it like a gentleman. “Hello there, pretty little lady. Though I guess you aren’t so little. I’m Ricky. Did anyone ever tell you you’re breathtakingly beautiful?” 

 As unattractive as he was, getting touched by a man made her tremble with desire. “Nice to meet you,” said Diana, pulling her hand away. Can’t do anything now. Hold it under control.

 Ricky winked happily, probably too old, experienced, and aware of his bad looks to take rejection personally. “Well, if you don’t want to get in, then stand back and enjoy the show. I got some folding chairs in the back if you want them.” 

 Though the production was far from what anyone could call professional, Diana was surprised at how quickly Ricky managed to get his tripod and camera all set up, even some lambent lights to be able to see what was happening.

 The guys were all so eager to get to Aurora that Diana could see them grabbing their dicks through their pants. The girl seemed nervous now, but it was way too late to back out. Diana caught her eyes and winked for good luck.

 Ricky got his camera into position. “Okay, people. Let’s get this show going.” 

 Diana watched as Aurora threw some fake punches at the guys, seemingly knocking them out. But then she refused to hit the old man, who quickly forced himself upon her and started undressing her. “Now, now!” whispered Ricky.

“How did you know my weakness was older men?” said Aurora loudly, allowing herself to get kissed. 

 Diana rolled her eyes at the ridiculous premise. 

“That’s right…” whispered Ricky, looking at the scene with one eye in the camera. His hand rubbed his dick through his pants as the other actors got back up to their feet and got in line to fuck Aurora. 

 Diana came next to the camera. “May I?”

 Ricky noticed her and moved aside slightly, letting her get a view. “Make sure the automatic zoom doesn’t screw up the focus.”

 Diana took control of the camera and felt oddly at home with it. It was surreal to look at what was happening and realize she was responsible. That she put Aurora up to this. Maybe she would’ve just filmed her little movie with her boyfriend otherwise, but here she was, ready to get gangbanged by a bunch of strangers. Following in my footsteps, is it? 

 As she watched she could feel Ricky’s hand going up her leg. She considered knocking it away but let it linger. Seeing that Diana wasn’t opposing it, he moved it up until his palm rubbed her ass. “Exciting, isn’t it?” he said. 

 At this point she was so desperate to feel any man that her pussy got wet from him touching her butt. “It sure is.” 

 Meanwhile, Aurora was kissing the older man as the other guys rose from the ground. “It’s time to teach this Wonder Bitch a lesson,” said one. “That’s right! The others agreed. 

“You think you can teach Wonder Woman anything?” said Aurora with a smirk. “Go ahead and try.” 

 They slammed her chest against the building and hiked up her skirt, their fingers grabbing the firm ass. She does look good, thought Diana. If there had to be an impersonator, then Aurora wasn’t half-bad in keeping up her reputation. Her body wasn’t as toned or strong, but it was beautifully shaped. 

 One of the middle-aged men, the biggest of the guys there, grabbed her ass and spread it open. “Get a shot of her pussy,” Ricky whispered. That already came to Diana’s mind and she brought the camera in, giving a crisp image of the way the young cunt dripped, all ready to be used. The same guy undid his pants and stepped out of them. He slapped his sweaty cock meat against her reddened cheek teasingly. Damn, he’s pretty big. 

 As the rest of them took out their dicks and stroked in preparation, Diana noticed that they were all well-endowed, though the biggest of the bunch was the annoying kid that was probably Ricky’s actual son. His cock was magnificently huge and seemed impossibly thick and gruesomely gnarled and veiny for his almost skeletal frame. 

 One of the things Diana always wondered when watching porn was why no emphasis was ever given to the guys; but now with her own eye behind the camera she zoomed in on the massive cock and gave it a few seconds of attention. 

 Everyone stepped aside as the beefy middle-aged guy got behind Aurora, ready to take her. The only part of her that wasn’t obscured by his hairy back were her innocent legs.  

 Ricky moved his hands down to Diana’s cunt as the camera rolled and felt how wet she was. “I love tall women like you,” he said. “I wouldn’t mind paying you some real dough to put you in one of these. You could pass at being the real thing.” 

 Diana moved her gaze away from the camera and looked into his eyes with a smirk. “Is that right?”

 The sleazy director grinned and smacked her ass. “You’re a bad bitch, aren’t you?” 

 It was a daring move for a man that barely reached up to her chest, but Diana could appreciate it. “Am I?” 

 He followed it up with a second smack on her other cheek, then reached down to feel her pussy. Diana was so worked up and ready to go that she shuddered all over when those grimy fingers rubbed against her lips. 

 Seeing how horny she was, Ricky got the courage to slip a finger inside and put the other over her mouth. “How about I fuck you anyway?” 

 Her boys would not approve of this, she knew. They would likely be furious and want to punish her for disobeying their orders. But they weren’t here and she was desperate. 

 As the hairy pig slammed into Aurora mercilessly, Diana put her hand on Ricky’s thigh and moved it up till she could feel his bulge. Whatever was inside there was big enough that she felt compelled to undo his zipper. What emerged was a cock as big as the son’s, though a little more aged and less hard. 

 Diana stroked it with both her hands as he grinned at her. Then Ricky pushed her down to her knees and got back behind the camera as she blew him, shoving the nasty old cock deep down her throat. 

 It’s so good, Diana thought as she savored the taste of his old meat, swallowing every drop of his thick potent cum and scraping off the smegma. I’m going to suck off this dirty fucking loser. 

 As she slurped on the throbbing shaft, she could hear Aurora yelp. “That’s it, that’s right!” said one of the guys. “Hold the bitch down! Let’s see how strong you are now.”  

 Diana glanced over and saw that they were piling on top of her now. Unable to hold back and take their turns, they were spitroasting the poor girl and feeling her up all over, the last bit of her innocence sacrificed for the sake of this depraved backalley porno. “Oh, that’s the good stuff…” grunted Ricky, though she wasn’t sure if he meant the way she sucked on him or what was happening to Aurora. 

 His hand came down and gripped her by the hair, then his load exploded in her mouth. It was early and unexpected, but Diana swallowed it up nonetheless. Though the speed he came with gave her a good idea of why he wasn’t just filming himself fucking these girls. 

 Ricky looked down at her and stroked her cheek. “You sure you don’t want to join your friend, baby? It looks like she needs some help.” As he said this, Aurora was getting stuffed hard with cock, tears glimmering in her eyes. This wasn’t like those quick clips she shot with her boyfriend. 

 Joining in was too appealing to turn down. “Alright.”

“Woohoo. You hear that boys? I got another one for you. Take this slut and put her in her place.” 

 It was the son that came over and dragged Diana next to Aurora as if she were a slave. “Look at this, the bitch has got a big sister.” 

 Now both of them were getting fucked and shared between the men. For a split second, Diana met Aurora’s eyes: they went wide as they noticed she was participating as well, the brows arching in confusion. But there wasn’t much for her to say as the old man she was kissing just moments ago forced her to deepthroat his entire cock. 

 Ricky’s son had real anger issues: he slapped Diana several times and then choked her with all his might. He pinned her against the building and raised her up with his strong dick to impale her. “Yeah, you like that?” One any other night, this would’ve been the type of guy she put behind bars. There was something about his energy and the look in his eyes that told her it wasn’t the first time he raped a woman and that he enjoyed seeing them suffer. 

 His friend put his smaller (though not by much) dick up her ass; Aurora was now entirely in the hands of the three older men that put her on her knees and forced her to suck them off. 

  Wonder Woman was getting smacked and spit on by the two young dweebs that thought they could do whatever they wanted just because they were so well-endowed. But Diana smacked back with a fraction of her strength just to annoy them, spitting back and biting at them. “What a feisty fucking bitch!” 

“Not so hard, you dumb fucks!” Ricky said. “It’s a scene, don’t hurt her for real.” 

 It was sweet that the sleazy old man cared enough, but Diana could see how frustrated the son and his friend became as a result. They would do so much worse if they could. “What, scared of your daddy, you fucking pussy?” Diana whispered to him. “How many times did he fuck you up the ass to make you such a pliant bitch?”

 Not only was the son a brute, but he was an insecure one too. She could see that the comment left him practically frothing at the mouth, though he was too much of a coward to resume hitting her. Instead, he put all his energy into fucking her, ramming his big cock in deep and hard enough that it would’ve probably made any other girl cry, but Diana just giggled darkly as bounced off the two cocks, feeling them grinding against one another as they massaged her sweet ass and pussy. 

 As they ravaged her she could feel herself getting closer and closer to coming. Not yet, she told herself, trying to focus on her breath and keep control. Not yet… 

 But the two could sense her body tightening up and immediately responded, pounding her with such ferocity that Diana gritted her teeth. They’re so fucking big. I just can’t…

 Feeling the orgasm welling up and spreading like a conflagration inside her body, Diana surrendered to it and let it take hold. She tilted her head back and cooed weakly as she came, her juices flowing down over the two cocks.

“Jesus,” said Ricky, zooming in to capture the conquered pussy.

 They made me come. It was a shameful thing, especially with these two idiots. But rather than let them seize the moment, Diana blushed and grabbed each by the hair and pulled hard enough to make them cry out in pain. “Is that all you’ve got?” she asked, hoping to get the point across.

“Jesus!” Ricky repeated. “You’ve got so much stamina, baby. We gotta get you a professional crew to gangbang you…”

 He got distracted by a sudden cry. Aurora was placed doggystyle and made to look right into the camera as the men assaulted both her holes as well. Her young body rested over the fat pig underneath her that took her pussy, while the old guy claimed her ass. She gritted her teeth and bit her lip, blackened mascara tears streaming down her cheeks as she tried to get through the most brutal fuck of her life. “I can’t,” she started saying. “It’s too big…” 

“That’s nothing, baby,” Ricky was telling her. “Look at your friend and how she’s riding them.”

“Yeah, but I can’t… Seriously, I think I need to stop…” 

 She was trying to climb away and put an end to it when Ricky signaled to the one guy on the sidelines to intervene. He came over and slapped her hard enough to daze her, then stuffed her mouth with his hard cock, all three of them forcing her to stay and take it as they raped her holes. 

 Ricky brought the camera closer to film her teary face. “That’s right, baby, you’re so beautiful. You just got captured by the bad guys. Doesn’t feel good, does it? Why, I almost believe your tears. 

 Then he shifted the camera view over to Diana. She had taken so much of the strength out of the two young studs that they were just about done. 

“Can I give it to her?” his son whispered.

“Now?!” Ricky was surprised by how quick it went by. “I guess I’ve got enough, sure.” 

 They put Diana down and then aimed their shafts at her, groaning loudly as they blew their loads into her face. Diana opened her mouth wide and took it all, so many hot ropes that she could feel it staining her entire body. 

 Ricky was laughing. “Christ, that’s a lot.”

 Diana wiped away the cum from her eyes and licked it. She locked eyes with the two younger guys and saw them gulp and falter under the intensity of her gaze, not quite as courageous and talkative now as they were before. “How about you?” she asked Ricky.

“Me?”

 Diana grabbed him by the cock and pulled him in, looking up at the camera for a POV shot as she took him into her mouth again. This time she put her whole throat into it and sucked it ferociously, getting him so weak that he almost fell backwards, camera and all.

“Fuck me!” he screamed, then came, shooting his jizz over her face as she squeezed the shaft and milked it dry. “What a great shot.” 

 Aurora was still getting fucked but they all looked tired enough to call it a day. Ricky gave the sign and then they pulled out and put her next to Diana. She covered her face up shamefully as they  all over her. Not as glamorous as you thought it’d be? she thought to ask. But that was too mean. She was just a kid still, and way too innocent. 

 Nevertheless, the old guys bathed her in their seed and laughed at her hesitation. Just as it came to an end and she lowered her hands away from shielding her eyes, the old man squeezed out a final shot and hit her in the eyes still. 

 Everyone laughed, including Diana, who was surprised at how this was turning. You were supposed to be the pornstar, not me… Hopefully this wouldn’t be so traumatizing that she was changed forever.

“Kiss her!” Ricky told Diana. “Kiss her, come on.” 

 At that Aurora finally stirred. Diana raised her chin up and brought her closer, then initiated a kiss. The girl returned it eagerly, putting her arms around Diana and giving herself to the hot make up session despite the jizz that dripped off both of them.

“That’s hot,” one of the guys said, and in the minute or two that they kissed, Diana could feel at least two of them coming over them again. 

 When it ended, she wiped all the cum from Aurora’s face. “Are you all right?”

“Yes…”

“Okay. Let’s go home.” 

 The guys were pulling up their pants and getting ready to go. Diana got in front of Ricky. “That was a nice time.”

“It was, wasn’t it?”

 His hand was wrapped around the tripod to take away the camera but Diana put her hand on top as well. “I will need the film, though.”

“I mean, you’ll see it online soon enough!”

 Despite the cum dripping off her body, Diana took a threatening step closer, looming over him like a predator. “I need the recording. Because it’s not going online anywhere. And if it ever did, I would find you, and break your bones one by one.”

 Ricky met her eyes and chuckled grimly. “I get it, you’re a good actress.”

 Diana reached for the camera’s storage herself. The director was appalled, but it was his son that rushed forwards ready to discipline her. All it took was a single uppercut from her to knock him out cold. 

 Seeing the strength in her fists, no one else moved. Ricky looked down in disgust at his son. “You fucking retard. And you…” he continued, pointing his finger at Diana. “This was a one of a kind night, so I forgive you. I’m sure we can all say that we enjoyed ourselves, movie or not.” 

 Diana smiled. Sleazy and morally bankrupt as he was, she liked him a little. “I agree.” 

 Ricky loaded the van back up and drove off, honking his horn.

 Aurora sighed with relief. “It’s good you got that recording. That was fun.”

“Was it? You looked a little out of it back there.”

“It was overwhelming and a little scary. But I loved it.” 

 Given the state that they were in, Diana offered to get her home. Aurora explained more or less where she lived, at which point Diana took her up in her arms and flew her to the top of her building. The door to the roof was locked, but a light kick was all it took to get the thing to creak open. 

“Will I see you again?” asked Aurora. 

“Maybe,” said Diana. “Try to stay out of trouble.”

“I will.” 

“That recording…” Aurora’s eyes fluttered with interest. “You’ll keep it?”

“Safe. Yes.” 

“If you ever want to make another one or watch that one together. You know where to find me.” 

 Diana nodded and left it at that, then took off. 

 It had been a strange, strange night. No doubt Robin and Beast Boy would be asking a lot of questions when she inevitably confessed to what just happened. And Diana would answer them gladly, looking forward to her punishment. And I even have the evidence to show them. 

 Some wild days were coming up.
