Mesodomina: Dino Thunder | By : Dorothea_Dumm Category: M through R > Power Rangers Views: 5376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Two: Red Frustrated, Blue Betrayed, Yellow Stuffed
“That’s your eighth doughnut.” Kira’s enjoyment on the creamy baked good was interrupted by a croaky voice. The Yellow Ranger of Reefside set down the chocolate-filled treat and turned to face her former friend while wiping her lips with a napkin.
Once upon a time, she and Kylee Styles were friends and bandmates. They wrote songs and performed together. Then Kylee had been “discovered” and left everyone and everything behind. It had been a long time since Kira had seen her and she had only gone to see the pop singer to prove to Conner that she knew her.
Then some new creation of the saurian supervillain Mesogog attacked and transformed Kylee. Grey hair and wrinkled flesh. She looked old and worn down despite her bright and colourful outfit. Kira had been keeping an eye on her while her fellow Rangers looked into what was going on.
She deeply regretted being so nice to her former friend quickly thereafter, as Kylee had gone on and on about her lost looks and how old and ugly she looked. Kira’s attention slipped and let her mind drift. On auto-pilot, she had apparently been very hungry. Thick shakes, doughnuts, it was all there in her stomach and she idly rubbed her slightly protruding tummy as she finally returned to the conversation.
“I guess I’m just a little hungrier than usual today.” And wasn’t that understating things, Kira realised. She’d eaten more than she’d eat in a day before her performance at Hayley’s earlier that day. It had all been sent to her by her classmate Carmella. She’d eaten it because… it was free and it was nice to get something, some appreciation from her audience.
It had been a rough couple of days. The gig at Hayley’s had been amazing the first few days, then the people just… stopped. Stopped cheering, stopped coming over to request songs. It had hurt. A lot. And then Carmella sent over something with a nice card and Kira… had consumed it as quickly as she could. Drinking in the praise and devouring all the food.
Had Kylee become so dependent on the adulation of her fans that any threat to it was the “end of the world”? Kira refused to believe that. With her Dinogem Bracelet beeping and calling her to the battle, she handed Kylee one of their old songs on a tape and left.
-MESODOMINA-
Kira moved in a sleepy daze to the kitchen. She’d not gotten much sleep, she’d felt so… worked up. Was it getting to sing with Kylee again? Or the super thick, super syrupy shakes sent to her after by Carmella? She hadn’t been able to get to sleep until exhaustion took her. Shuffling barefoot in naught but a large yellow t-shirt, she blindly reached for food and plated it up for breakfast. When she sat down, the table was virtually overflowing; a massive feast, all for her. Her mind was still groggy and not all that aware as she shoved mouthful after mouthful into her mouth. The more she ate, the more the heat within her grew again. She wasn’t even a quarter of the way into the meal when it became too much and she was compelled to take the matter in hand.
A hand reached between her legs, her bare cunt soaking her hand right away. Her fingers moved in time to her chewing, and a hard push came with each swallow. The grogginess of sleep mixed with the haze of lust to keep the Yellow Ranger in a feral mindset until she ran out of food to eat.
Awareness came back to Kira with one final orgasm and the blonde singer/songwriter looked around at the mess she’d made, her nose filled with the stink of her multiple orgasms. She hurriedly cleaned up the dishes, glasses, the table, and her chair before emptying a whole can of air freshener before she felt she’d covered up her actions.
In the shower, washing herself before she got dressed for school, she heard a loud exclamation from her dad that the refrigerator was empty. Kira idly rubbed her swollen tummy, the food sitting more heavily than yesterday. Her nipples hardened and she struggled, resisted the urge to touch herself more intimately.
She failed and the shame of eating a week’s worth of food in one sitting and fascination with the fullness she was feeling in her belly pushed her through another half dozen orgasms before the banging on the bathroom door forced her to stop.
-MESODOMINA-
Trent Fernandez left home early. He wanted to pick up some of the sketches he’d left at Hayley’s before going into school, and he wasn’t happy by the way his dad, dressed smartly all in black, was refusing to have a conversation with Carmella, in a colourful, floral summer dress that clung to her lush curves. He just stayed quiet, burying his face in a newspaper. It wasn’t Carmella’s fault she had trouble losing weight. Besides, in Trent’s opinion his twin sister was still beautiful.
The image of Carmella’s fat, wet, bouncing melons filled his mind for a moment. It was an unfortunate accident due to the lock on the bathroom being broken. Trent buried it away in his mind; his brain was punishing him for not speaking up for his sister sooner.
When the door closed, chemist and billionaire businessman Anton Mercer lurched forward in his seat and grunted. His hands scrabbled downwards, dropping his newspaper onto his breakfast as he tried to grab hold of the chubby girl’s leg. One of her feet was bare and rubbing over his bare cock.
“Today you will be transferring your research on the fat redistribution compound to my lab. I want samples and enough raw materials for three test subjects.” When Anton’s hand touched her ankle, she flexed her foot and pushed down hard. He groaned at the feeling and relented.
For his surrender, Carmella rewarded him by speeding up. Carmella’s other foot joined and she continued eating while her “adoptive father” gasped, his head rolling back. His jaw slackened and some drool came out. He came hard, thick cum coating the chubby girl’s feet. Her feet withdrew after Anton fell forward bonelessly into his newspaper. When he caught his breath, he noticed that she had picked up some toast and put it under the table.
When her hand came back up, he saw the toast was now decorated with his seed. Smirking at him, the chubby Latina beauty ate the toast and his cum. Her throaty and lust-filled appreciation for the cream-filling she’d gotten from him made his soft cock throb and harden again.
Anton Mercer had strived to beat the influence Mesogog had over him, researched ways to free himself of the saurian intruder that had taken root in his mind and body. But he had been unprepared for Mesogog’s daughter. The being known as Mesodomina had been an accident with the Genome Randomiser device that Mesogog now used to create Monsters to attack the City and fight the Rangers.
In the brief times where he had his mind and body while at Mesogog’s fortress, Anton learned how the cyborg Zeltrax resented that Mesodomina was the product of Mesogog and Elsa’s DNA. Elsa had used the fact to further ingratiate herself with her Master, but seemed ill-prepared to handle Mesodomina’s desires for bonding.
Anton assumed that the human-saurian hybrid’s human side was not keen on putting on the weight that Mesodomina wanted her to. But going by what the female saurian reported and what she could do with the research he was giving her that day, the days of Elsa maintaining an athletic build were numbered.
He hated, HATED, that he had so little control in her presence. Hated that the creature that called Mesogog her “father” had then chosen to insert herself into his life away from Mesogog’s base. Hated that he had given up the DNA samples of Trent’s mother that allowed Mesodomina to create her human form, Carmella Fernandez. He hated that his efforts to resist her had been seen by Trent as attempts to bodyshame. He hated that the mind magics wrought upon Reefside had partially turned his son against him.
And he hated…. HATED… that he was losing the will to fight. She wore him down, drained him. It made him want to help her enslave the Rangers if it would give him the chance to recover his strength and try to find a cure.
In his despair-filled thoughts, he didn’t notice Carmella slide off her seat, licking cum and toast crumbs from her lips before walking on cum-stained bare feet over to him. He was pulled from his thoughts by her hand gripping his hardening shaft and she began to jerk him off, the average-sized human phallus reaching its full length due to her touch.
“Thanks for the meal Daddy. As a reward, I’ll let you pick which hole you can shoot your next load into. Do you wanna knock your babygirl up? Or give me a mouthful of cream? Or… do you wanna try and break my fat ass?” She teased, her jerking speeding up. If he didn’t decide fast enough, she’d make him cum with her hand. Tilt him back and make it so his cum was shot all over his face.
A little fire entered him then, and Anton pushed himself up onto his feet. He grabbed his fat whore of a daughter and pushed her into the table. He ripped the dress off of her, revealing her bare flesh. No underwear. The cheap slut, always asking for it.
He forced his cock into her asshole, the small opening taking him in and gripping him tightly. He grabs handfuls of her soft flesh and pounds into her, slamming her body against the table. She moans in lust, he can feel the wetness dripping from her cunt. He feels her lust emanating from her body, filling his mind.
Her ability to influence people was more pronounced when they had more saurian in them. The Dino Rangers were vulnerable to her, and while Anton had no personal special abilities, Anton sharing a body with Mesogog made him especially vulnerable. He grunted and felt anger when he saw Carmella reach out for some of the food on the table. She was going to snack and fill her fat belly while he pounded her asshole with his cock?! Cunt! Bitch! Whore! He slapped and smacked her ass. He grabbed her tits and squeezed them. He pinched and pulled her thick nipples. He felt his balls tighten and his cum erupted, spraying the inside of his daughter’s ass. He felt a growing weakness, but he wasn’t ready to quit. He needed to punish her for snacking when he was fucking her. He kept thrusting, forcing his body to keep going.
Carmella humoured him and used her power to restore his hardness.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Anton felt dead on his feet, his cock still hard. He shuddered as ejaculate leaked from his stiff pole. He slid out of his fat whore daughter’s shitter and stepped backwards, shuffling backward. He tried to stop himself, to walk forward and keep fucking her.
But he fell backwards again, this time falling flat on his back, his cock swinging all over while pointing straight up. Carmella pushed herself off the table, licking some jelly off of her fingers. She swayed her thick hips as she sauntered over to her prone parent. She moved down onto her knees and straddled Anton. The chemist and billionaire businessman struggled under her, finally realising her game. She ignored him and guided his cock back into her asshole.
She rode him. Feeling him cum, soften, and harden again. Her shithole was leaking copious amounts of incestuous ballsnot when her phone’s alarm went off. She smirked, her Daddy was just moments away from cumming again. Right on the edge-
“Okay, I need to get some clothes and head to school. Make sure to get me that research Daddy.” She hopped off of him and she was climbing the stairs when Anton’s cock released a final blast of cum up into the air, the load landing on him and ruining his suit.
Carmella Fernandez left in a microskirt that looked like it was painted onto her fat asscheeks. Anton Mercer had still not moved, is cock still rock hard.
-MESODOMINA-
During the science class, Conner’s airhead nature was not as prominent as it might usually have been. While his attitude towards women and girls had gotten him off to a bad start with Principal Randall, he was still the Reefside High Soccer Ace and “King of All Jocks”. He’d been with plenty of girls. He’d even scored with the high school science teacher Doctor O had replaced.
So he knew exactly what was happening when he looked over to where Ethan was sitting and his fellow Ranger had a glassy, far-off look in his eyes. And the source of Ethan’s state? A handjob in the middle of class from the chubby girl that had been catching the Red Ranger’s eye so much lately. Conner felt a little sting to his ego over this. While he and the Blue Ranger had butted heads at first, and the number of potshots Ethan had taken about Conner’s intelligence was pretty excessive at times, Conner hit back with some good ones too and… well… he’d already fucked Ethan’s mom in the ass. They were friends and regardless of any future antagonism or competitiveness, there was literally nothing Ethan could do to bring Conner down.
But this felt close. Getting to a girl Conner was obsessing over before him. The soccer star used his super speed to discretely get out his phone and message Mrs. James to set up another booty call. He hadn’t known who she was at the time, just some wannabe soccer mom with a limpdick husband. It was only after becoming a Ranger and her finally giving up her ass that he had noticed a picture of the James family on his way out and realised.
When lunch came, Conner was gone in a flash and back with some new pictures on his phone of a gaping black asshole leaking his cum. He entered the cafeteria to see Ethan by himself with a look of rapt attention. A quick peak told the Red Ranger that no, Ethan was not getting blown in the lunchroom. He followed the Blue Ranger’s gaze and saw his other teammate. Kira the Yellow Ranger would normally spend the lunch period outside singing; she’d managed to get a permission slip from Doctor O.
But it was a day of surprise turns it seemed. Instead, the singer/songwriter was having lunch. With Carmella Fernandez. And how! By the looks of it, both girls had piled their foodtrays beyond capacity… and then bought another tray of food. He’d already been aware of Carmella’s appetite. But Kira normally consumed a bare minimum whenever they ate together. Instead Conner watched as his teammate ate more fatty foods than he’d ever eat in a month of cheat days.
And it was topped off with watching the chubby Latina student cleaning some sauce off of Kira’s mouth… and putting the sauce covered digit into her own mouth! Fuck! Conner was raring to go right there! But he was intercepted by Ethan, the Blue Ranger was closer.
They had a study period after lunch that day, so they didn’t technically have anywhere else to be so long as they didn’t make trouble. Conner hadn’t lied about learning some ninja skills from his twin brother. While the katas weren’t anything to brag about, Conner had stealth down and so he was able to follow his black friend and Latina obsession to an empty classroom.
It was there that Conner learned a few things. Yes, Ethan had gotten to Carmella first. But Carmella was outpacing the Blue Ranger. The chubby bitch was fucking Ethan ragged and she was hammering the humiliation home by letting him know she’d spent hours that morning fucking someone else.
So they were just fuckbuddies, huh? Excellent, no obstacle for Conner then.
Conner watched the two together and ended up getting his phone out to get some pictures and video. He figured that it’d be useful for when Ethan found out about him and Ethan’s mom, or if he kicked up a fuss about Conner going after Carmella.
Ethan pushed Carmella onto all fours and got behind her. Conner felt the pulse of energy from where he was, and then saw the ethereal blue scales appear over Ethan’s skin as the Blue Ranger tried to use his saurian powers to overpower the fat slut who was mocking his performance. It was too much for Conner, he couldn’t just hide and watch any longer, but he wasn’t willing to announce his presence. He left them and turned a corner in the school building, his eyes on the prowl for his prey.
“Hey! Cassidy! Got a minute?”
-MESODOMINA-
For the next week, a pattern emerged. Conner and Ethan would watch Carmella and Kira gorge on more food than should be eaten by a single person, Ethan would cave into his lusts and drag Carmella away for a bout of sex where the chubby slut would fuck the black geek ragged. Conner would then do one of two things; hang out with Kira and watch as she continues to fill up more in Carmella’s absence, or he would stealthily check in on Ethan’s attempts and get some more footage and pictures.
Then he would either superspeed over to pound Mrs. James’ big black ass or he’d fuck a few more brain cells out of Cassidy’s head. As the pattern held, the three Rangers changed with the routine, with the Red Ranger being the only one noticing.
Ethan was getting more blockheaded and stubborn. He was not handling coming up short well and out of school, Conner had noticed that his friend was spending more time gaming and taking his frustrations out on other players online.
Kira was putting on weight. She seemed to not notice, but Conner was seeing her belly poking out under her tops, her ass stretching her jeans, and her chest jutting out more (and going from adjusting her suddenly uncomfortable bra-straps to going braless). She was also… getting horny while she ate. Conner had thought the flushed cheeks were from overeating causing her body to sweat the weight off, he remembered an Uncle having the “meat sweats” after a pretty huge Thanksgiving meal. But then he’d noticed her hips moving back and forth in her seat. If this kept up, he was pretty sure she’d be either jilling away while she ate, or he’d be able to talk her into some fun and games.
And he’d noticed a change in himself too. He was frustrated. He was fucking more than ever and it wasn’t enough. He was needing to take cold showers before soccer practise to deal with his almost permanent hard-on. Something needed to change. He used his ninja skills and super speed to intercept Ethan and took a seat next to Carmella. She looked surprised, but pleased, to have Conner sitting with her.
Neither of them could tell anyone what was taught in that class, as Conner quickly hiked up the chubby girl’s skirt without sharing a word with her. She gasped as he roughly groped her fat asscheeks while the two pretended to be paying attention. She pushed her ass back, into Conner’s grasp and he ruthlessly abused her behind, shoving fingers into her asshole and finger-banging her shitter. She lost control of her face and she ended up drooling on her workbook.
She came. A lot. Nearby students wrinkled their noses as they started smelling the copious sex fluids being leaked from the fattest student in class. Conner grinned madly as he felt her going limp in his grasp. When the bell rang, he joined her and Kira for lunch and continued to play with Carmella’s asshole while the two girls gorged on food.
He chatted with them both and learned that Kira’s homelife was going through some strife. Mr Ford wasn’t happy with his wife wiping out their kitchen with her midnight snacks. Kira blushed in aroused humiliation on admitting that it was her that was eating everything and how during the majority of her parents’ arguments, she would hear it all perfectly from the shower where she was touching herself.
The Yellow Ranger was still ignoring how her body was straining against her clothes, and Conner was looking forward to when she realised, or when her clothes gave up and fell apart on her. But that wasn’t his focus that day. Carmella was his focus. As lunch drew to a close, he herded her to his own place for fucking on the school grounds and pushed her in.
“Mnh… fuck… cumming so much! What are you doing to me McKnight?” The Red Ranger was proud of how shaky, how full of lust, her voice was. He was going to enjoy wrecking her asshole with his fat cock and that was that.
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