Smutember Days 10 & 11

Skipped Day 9, I was away on a trip.  One's smutty, one's more the buildup before the smut.

Day 10: https://aryion.com/g4/view/632786

Day 11: https://aryion.com/g4/view/632787

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 The human waited impatiently for Georgina’s text, sitting down on her bed and drumming her fingers on the mattress. Finally, her phone buzzed, and she immediately grabbed it.
/Georgina: I’d love to fuck you right in your costume. Bring down the great and mighty Sprout once and for all. . ./
Julia let out an involuntary moan, and her hand traveled down, unzipping her pants and going into her underwear.
/Julia: Oh? And how are you going to do that, dear villain? ;) /
/Georgina: I know my Sprout is nothing more than a little slut. So I wait until her guard is down, and then I fuck her hard./
Julia rubbed her vulva as she read the texts, stimulating herself, letting out small cries as she did so.
/Julia: Go on./
/Georgina: I’ll use one hand to grab her breast, the other to finger her as I fuck her in the ass with a strap on. My little slut will resist, of course, but I won’t let that stop me. I always get what I want, after all./
That made Julia let out a happy gasp, and she pressed harder against her privates.
/Julia: Please, keep going. . ./
/Georgina: After I finish fucking my toy, I’ll devour her. Slowly. So she know exactly what her usefulness is to me: as a slut, and as a snack. And then she’ll digest in my stomach, nice and easy, becoming sustenance for myself./
At that, Julia came, crying out loudly as she orgasmed right onto her hand. Embarrassed but satisfied, she used her other hand to text Georgina:
/Julia: Thank you. That was just what I needed today, love. <3 /
/Georgina: I’m glad babe. &> I have to go in ten minutes, but until then, want to chat? I can call you./
The hero smiled.
/Julia: That would be great./ 

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 “Sprout, catch him!” Falcon ordered.
“On it!”
Julia immediately grew her height by a foot, therefore increasing her leg size and her speed, dashing through the crowd and snatching the criminal by the hoodie. “You’re done,” she said, cuffing them with one swift movement.
She felt bad when she saw their face. It was just a kid, for fucks sake, who had been caught stealing food from a bodega. Now they looked absolutely terrified.
Julia glanced behind her. Falcon and the others hadn’t caught up yet. She pulled the kid off to the side, away from the crowd. “Why were you stealing from Johnny’s shop?” she asked, firmly but gently.
The kid swallowed. They looked embarrassed. “We don’t have food right now,” the teen admitted. “At my house. And Mom won’t let me eat anything.”
As part of her training, Julia had been taught basic ways to tell if someone was lying, and from the looks of things, this kid was telling the truth. She sighed.
“Listen to me,” she said firmly. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a card, and wrote the number on it on the kid’s hand. “That’s the phone number for a lawyer I know. She’ll take your case pro-bono. Call them at the police station. Understand?”
The teen nodded, clearly surprised. But Sprout wasn’t done. “When you get out, I know there are food pantries in town,” she said gently. “You might have to go there if you want food in the future. Call the Hero Hotline and ask them to connect to my line. I’ll give you the information personally if I need to.”
The teen nodded. By then, Falcon had caught up, and he snapped at Julia, “You could have loaded him in the police cruiser by now, Sprout! What are you doing?”
“Sorry, sir,” she said, giving the teen a glance. “Needed to check they were all ready to go.”
Falcon scowled, and grabbed the kid by the arm, dragging them away. Sprout watched them go, and met eyes with the teen again. She found a silent, “Thank you,” reflected back.
After work, Julia returned to the Citizens Protection Unit headquarters and changed back into civilian clothing. Putting her costume back in her bag, she let out a sigh.
Just another day’s work.