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  Xena stopped several feet away from the two men, her hands pced on her wide childbearing hips while in a matador's stance and completely still.

  Xena had to devote a lot of mental processes to keeping her fidgeting down. She was not used to or comfortable dealing with the authorities. In the Before, she had only encountered the Law when they pulled her over due to her registration being several months past date. So even with all the new found confidence born from her ridiculously over tuned build, she was still a nervous wreck.

  There she was breast pumps still attached, its tank held in the pink purse, and posing like a damned JoJo character because she did not know how else to respond when confronted by the w without resorting to violence.

  Xena really did not want to fight at that moment, not out of any sort of moral obligation but because she wanted to do things on her terms. She knew that eventually they would find out about her, it was inevitable but the longer it took meant the longer time she had to build up to become one of those S css threats that the PRT treat as walking natural disasters and try their best to stay clear of, like Heartbreaker, or the S9.

  But back to the matter at hand, it appeared Armsmaster was replying to her as she spaced out looking like a vibrating statue.

  "... Are here to take you three into questioning in regard to your connections with the incident that happened two nights ago. We would much appreciate it if you were to comply with our orders and come willingly."

  "Aww, we were going to see the famous Boardwalk and buy clothes!"

  Xena gave an exaggerated pout and slightly tugged one of her precariously pced dress straps forward a bit emphasizing her point before frowning at the two Protectorate capes. If someone were looking at her from the side, they would have seen the bare creamy flesh capped with the discrete suction cup and for those with keener eyes they would notice a dark tattoo that is partially covered by said cup.

  "And what happened two nights ago? Me and the girls were too busy having fun for the past few days to check the news."

  It was all true too, from a certain point of view. Xena never looked at any news about the incident two days ago, and she was sure having fun with Yuri and Sherrel.

  "Be that as it may, ma'am, but we still have to bring you three in for questioning as Ms. Myoshi is one of the main suspects involved in it."

  Armsmaster responded calmly, showing no signs of being affected by her teasing dispy, something which Velocity failed to hide as he looked away when she nearly exposed her bosom.

  Xena looked back at Yuri and the still sitting Sherrel who waved at her.

  "Well, Mr. Armsmaster, I guess we can go along. Should we meet you there or will we be carpooling?"

  Xena gave the blue tinkertech motorcycle a specutive gnce.

  "I don't know how we'll all fit on your bike, unless it can somehow pop out 3 side cars."

  That comment gave Armsmaster a pause, almost even considering the concept before dropping it and giving Xena unfortunate news.

  "You three will be riding in the back of a PRT van while we impound your tinkertech vehicle."

  Xena pyfully stomped on the ground and puffed out her cheeks.

  "What do you mean?! You can't just take my car!"

  "Unregistered tinker tech cannot be owned by civilians and your vehicle is also not street legal. It will be confiscated from you and will not be returned without proof of ownership, and the necessary legal paperwork filled out for the licenses necessary for operation of such vehicles."

  Xena slumped.

  "Ma'am operating the tinker tech vehicle, please exit the vehicle in a calm manner!"

  The joy-killer called out to Sherrel who looked towards Xena with a pleading gaze, hoping that she won't have to leave her new baby, only for the shapeshifting xenomorph to shake her head as she pat the hood of the armored car. Bystanders started to stop and watch the event taking pce.

  With a crestfallen face, Sherrel powered down the engine before exiting the Pink Pimp wagon.

  When her st body part exited the ride, the whole thing vanished. No sudden lights, no sounds, no portals, no nothing. One moment the massive pink monstrosity was parked on the curb and the next it was gone. The presence of Xena's hand on the hood, ignored and forgotten.

  It took Armsmaster and Velocity a few seconds to react to the sudden disappearance and as they did, they went into combat stances.

  "You will disclose the tinkertech device that enabled the disappearance of the vehicle right this instant!"

  "What tinker tech?! The only thing on me is my clothes and breast pump."

  Xena opened her pink purse and pulled out the small pump with the attached opaque tank half full of her breast milk.

  She tossed the pink bag towards Armsmaster feet causing him to flinch back and point his deployed halberd at the bag. The reaction caused Xena to narrow her eyes as a fire raged inside, she harnessed the power of Karens from across the world.

  "What's wrong BIG man? Is ctation now illegal? Can't a woman provide her children milk? What next, is kissing now illegal, too?! FINE I'll no longer use the pump. Will that make you happy? ARMSMASTER?"

  She pulled the suction cups from her heavily leaking nipples and vanished the pump, like hell is she giving the protectorate any of her shit.

  Xena was pnning on just going along with them calmly but then Colin Wallis decided that a vanishing car deserved threats of force. She was going to make this a PR nightmare.

  "Are you happy now, Halbeard?! Now all this is going to go to waste and cause a mess, All because of you! Can't a woman take care of her children without some asshole getting uppity with her? I have newborns to feed and here I am wasting their food!"

  The PRT transport van finally arrived, and she waved to her concubines to follow her to it. The milk, already making small puddles on the concrete in her wake.

  "Come on girls, let's get this over with." They caught up to her as the agents opened up the rear of the van to let them in, the pink purse left crumpled on the road in front of the thoroughly confused and embarrassed Armsmaster and cringing Velocity.

  They stepped into the back of the van and immediately the shocks were put under compression as Xena decided to be petty. As she sat on one of the benches She pulled Sherrel onto her p. She wanted a release, and the poor Tinker had to chauffeur her around while she fucked Yuri, so Xena decided to treat her while they get taken to the PRT ENE HQ.

  "Be a dear and pull down your shorts?"

  Xena spoke purred into the Blonde's ear and with a jolt of energy SHerrel quickly unbuttoned her short shorts and pulled both them and the now soiled panties. With one arm, Xena lifted Sherrel up and the other fished out her rapidly hardening erection. She aimed the 16in cock for SHerrel's dripping wet cunt and let gravity impale the blonde on it.

  "Fuuck! I needed this." Sherrel moaned and her well used tunnel stretched easily to encompass the throbbing girl meat. When her padded ass impacted Xena's hips She squealed with a squirting orgasm, coating the pant leg of the PRT Officer that sat across from them. Said agent not giving a single sign that they were even aware of the fact that a woman just coated them with vaginal fluids.

  The warm sleeve that surrounded Xena's cock writhed and spasmed, the massage of her cock and ck of care of her surroundings had her shooting a quick load into her pet tinker.

  The cups of cum bloated Sherrel's willing womb before Xena started to pull her up along her cock causing squirts of it to spill out onto the floor of the van.

  She pulled her back down her length in one long slow stroke. Xena's hands firmly on the soft plush hips of Sherrel, kneading the area like it was dough.

  "Yuri come and suck my breasts, I don't want to waste it too much." She ordered out as she pumped the Blonde on her p up and down. Yuri scooched closer and tched her mouth onto one of Xena's leaking nipples and swallowed gulp after gulp of the addictive substance.

  Sherrel helped when she turned herself around to and tched onto the other teat while she used her own muscles to help impale her thirsting womb on Xena's fat cock.

  Now with two breasts being suckled and her meat being massaged and stroked by Sherrel's drenched snatch, she erupted again. With nowhere else to go the cum batter spurted out from where they were joined, coating the bench and adding more cum to the floor of the PRT van where it was starting to cool and coagute due to the metal sapping the heat from it.

  But of course, Xena wasn't done there, she could literally go on forever. She decided to replicate something she read from a smut book from her previous life.

  When Sherrel came back down to sp her ass onto Xena's thighs, Xena used her shapeshifting to keep her cock inside of Sherrel as the woman tried to raise her hips. When she tried to sm down her cunt, Xena shortened the length while it was still inside of her, prolonging the feeling of being impaled. Sherrel had seized up when she impacted Xena, her muscles spasming as orgasms hit her like a tsunami.

  Wave after wave of pleasure spiked through her system and with each climax she squirted onto Xena's p, soaking her dress as well as the bench that was shared with Yuri. As ever Xena, the MS. Hurricane came again, adding more white cream to the floor of the van, so that everyone's shoes were in the puddle of sticky cum.

  Sherrel finally sagged onto Xena, her head nestled between the woman's bosom, as Yuri tried to sate her unending thirst for Xena's milk. Sherrel suckled from the unoccupied nipple, keeping her stomach filled with the nectar.

  Xena was not done with her creative usage of her powers though. She held Sherrel close and proceeded to slowly fuck her without moving her hips. Grow and shrink, grow and shrink, her powers went to work on morphing her cock to lengthen to full size before shrinking down. The bumping from the overburdened shocks not mitigating the bumpy road meant that Xena was vibrating inside Sherrel as she did this.

  For the rest of the ride to the PRT ENE HQ Xena stroked himself inside of Sherrel, not bothering to care about how much cum she was dumping into the woman and by extension how much was accumuting on the floor of the van.

  Announcementedit 12-7-2024 fixed Xena's cheating and made some slight edits so that the scene still makes sense