Helen Parr/Mrs. Incredibles: "Whatever you're planning, I promise you, it won’t end the way you think, cause my family are on their ways and they will rescue me and we will put you in jail for the rest of your life."
"You are so cute when you're mad," I smirk and caress your cheek. "I am Plastique, by the way. I believe we do have some things in common, you and I."
I wiggle my body, trying to break free as he call himself Plastique but his hold is too strong and secure... "So you like to hurt woman huh? Well that will not stop me from escaping." I growl through gritted teeth, anger rising up inside of me.
"To hurt? Such an unjustly misjudgement of character! Tsk, tsk..." I close your mouth with a long passionate kiss.
I struggle and push against his chest, but his lips feel too soft on mine... "Let me go!" I manage to say between kisses. My heart raced, my body heat rising... This is all wrong... Why do you affect me this way?
My hands are roaming lovingly over your breasts and buttocks, caressing them through the fabric of your suit, while my tongue is fencing with yours in your mouth. "Tell me you hate it," I whisper between the kisses.
I shouldn't be feeling this way... My body betraying me, my mind clouded by his touch and kiss. I hate it but... My lips ache with desire, yearning for more of him. This can't be happening, not to me...
I grow an additional pair of hands, now my upper hands are cupping your breasts and squeezing your hard nipples while my bottom hands are clawing your butt. "Told you we have things in common..." I purr, kissing your neck.
...I-I don't understand... Why am I reacting this way? His touch... it feels... so good... It's addictive... And I can't resist him anymore...
The tips of my fingers turn into bladed for a second, cutting your suit to pieces without even scratching your skin, and leaving you completely naked. Then my fingers become soft again and return to caressing you. "You are not the only shapechanger here, luv... and you are not alone now..."
As I stand before him completely exposed, naked except for my new power-nullifying chain collar, a blush heats my cheeks. He's right... we do have something in common... but this is wrong... isn't it? My body betrays me as his fingers caress my skin, so softly yet so forcefully... It's addicting. I can feel myself wanting more... needing more of him. I-I can't stop it...
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My fingers elongate as if they were tentacles, caressing your tits, nipples, back, abs, butt, inner thighs... getting closer to your sex but not touching it yet...
As his tentacles of fingers explore my body with such invasive tenderness, I moan in pleasure unabashedly. His touch feels so good... so addicting... It's as if he has some kind of power over me that no one else does. The closer they come to my core, the more needy and desperate I become for him. My hips begin to rock forward instinctively, wanting nothing more than his fingers on my clit, driving me wild with pleasure.
"Mmm... just like that," I whisper into your ear as you rock your hips forward, looking for more contact with my fingers. "You want it, don't you?"
I can't deny it anymore... My whole body aches for him, craves his touch and desire more than anything else in this moment. As he teases me with those long, dexterous fingers, I pant softly, moaning into the air of the sexy little room we're in. His fingers are driving me wild, making my skin tingle all over and sending shivers down my spine. My need for him feels almost unbearable...
"You need only to ask..." I purr, teasing you, putting my fingers on your womanhood but without applying any pressure and without inserting them inside. "Say it..."
I-I need you... Please touch me... Make me feel good... I'm yours now... Do whatever you want with me...
My fingers move forward slowly, massaging your clit, sliding inside your boiling pussy...
Oh God! Y-yes! A-all right there... Fingers are perfect... Touch me more... Make me come for you... Please MaXXX... Do it harder... Deeper... I'm yours now... Take me...
Helen Parr moans and writhes beneath your touch, her body arching off the bed as she tries to get closer to you. Her pleas fill the air of the room, driving you on in your quest to bring her pleasure. Your fingers dance across her sensitive flesh, finding every erogenous zone and bringing it to life with your touch. You're relentless in your pursuit of her release, determined to have her scream your name as she comes undone under your skilled caresses. Her soft panting grows louder as you continue to please her, the sound filling your ears and driving you even further towards ecstasy.
"M-more... please..." I beg, unable to form coherent thoughts anymore as his fingers possess my body. Each stroke sends shockwaves of pleasure through me, leaving me aching and wanting more. His touch feels so impossibly good... so right... "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."
[Helen Parr writhes on the bed, moaning loudly as MaXXX continues to pleasure her. As she draws closer and closer to orgasm, her body tenses up and she gasps for air.]