Spick and Span - part 2 (Patreon)

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This will be the second part of the Spick and Span storyline where the Rangers’ minds were bent into latex kinkiness after their defeat by Scorpina. Was it due to the villainess’ corruption? Was it because the beat down somehow unleashed their pervert subconscious desires? It didn’t matter since even the Red and Green Rangers could fortify their heroic mindset from enjoying the suffocation of the rubbery material!

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Jason’s memories took him back to the last battle. He could hear his teammates shouting in pain as their suits burst with sparks. Billy and Zack tried to hold the enemy, but they were eventually thrown back. Trini looked at the team leader and tried to reach him, but fate had something vile in store for them.

Jason’s view of the Yellow Ranger was blocked by a figure who stood between them. A feminine figure of gold and crimson with armor resembling that of a scorpion. That was Scorpina who smirked at the defenseless superhero. With her sting-like sword, the villainess slashed the Red Ranger’s chest.

Jason tumbled backward with pain biting on his pecs. His toned form was nothing compared to the female warrior’s prowess and he was soon writhing on the ground. He tried to move away, but his awkwardness failed.

Scorpina kicked the Red Ranger right on his helmet. The impact dazed Jason, but she wasn’t enough. With her high heels, she stepped on his hand that held the Power Sword. Overwhelmed by pain, the Tyrannosaurus spandex warrior dropped his only weapon against evil before Scorpina easily booted it out of reach. “Now, what did you say about defeating me?” asked Scorpina with a voice that reverberated in Jason’s mind.

Jason stayed silent. He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction with witty comebacks, but she didn’t actually need them. She already had him anyway.

The Red Ranger groaned as Scorpina’s high heel stepped on his lower abs. She bent it to put pressure on the hero’s body. Her serpentine eyes probed Jason’s muscles that were imprinted on the tight suit. “Don’t mind me, Ranger. I see that you are already busy on your own,” said the villain as she checked his crotch.

Jason’s eyes followed her sight and he was shocked himself to find the bulge between his legs. “What did you do to me?”

“Me? Don’t blame me for your own pervert attitude, Red Ranger. Tell me, is it the battle or defeat by me that turns you?” Scorpina’s fingers reached in and traced Jason’s overhanging baton from behind to the tip. The hero tried his best to hold the sensation, but every part she touched was beyond sensitive. “I guess it’s the latter.”

“We will never give up…,” mumbled the Red Ranger in his desperation.

“I’m counting on it.” Scorpina’s other hand reached for Jason’s chest. Her index finger pressed on his erect nipples and put his mind into overdrive. No longer able to hold his mouth, the Red Ranger squeaked in ecstasy as the villain twisted his raisin. On the dusty ground, the once-mighty spandex-clad hero thrashed about helplessly. “Let’s not stop everything soon.”

She let go and Jason got the much-needed break. Inside his Tyrannosaurus helmet, he panted. But things got from bad to worse.

He could feel both of his legs being forced to open wide on the knees. He could feel the extra weight holding his thighs down. The Red Ranger was in horror to find Scorpina bending on him. “I’m sure that I will find the things that I desire here….”

“No…” Jason gulped in despair. “No, don’t….”

He was not in the position to fight or bargain. No matter how hard he tried to remove the villainess, Scorpina was able to restrict his resistance. What the Red Ranger got was instead the jabbing sensual sensations on the thighs. Jason moaned in sorrow.

Then, Scorpina’s mouth came. The Tyrannoranger could feel it sucking down the entire length of his baton. The hero basically shrilled in intoxication as his whole organ was made compellingly sensitive. Jason arched out with both of his arms supporting his stiffening body. Inside the helmet, his eyes widened like two black moons. His mouth went agape with no sound was able to escape.

In the present time, Jason found his world turned blinding white void. Everything around him came back not in the form of the locker room or the entire Angel Grove High Youth Center, but a twisted place.

The shapes around him were jagged obsidian rocks. The sky above him was crimson with an eerie collection of swirling clouds. The wind there was piercing.

The hero needed time to come back to his senses. The memory of Scorpina’s violation left an emotional scar on him. Jason looked down at the erect baton that refused to relax. He tried to distract himself from the perversion, but blood still flowed relentlessly to support the tower.

In his frustration, Jason was also alarmed when he heard a chime. A bell seemed to sing to his right. There, he found a path suddenly unveiled between the protrusion of rocks. Still watching those corners, he walked down the lane until he eventually passed a metallic gate. His hands were still frightfully trying to hide the embarrassing erection.

The ground shook and shapes appeared. What was before an empty field was now the opening of a stadium. The encircling area was grand with its multiple levels, but empty. Across the yard, a VIP tribune was the place for Scorpina. The scorpion-themed villainess sat knee-crossed and smiled arrogantly. “Welcome, Red Ranger.”

“This kind of trick will not deter me, Scorpina. I am stronger now!” Jason said that with a bondage muzzle still covering his mouth. Every time he inhaled, he took in the pungent odor of his old sweat from the disgusting jockstrap.

“You keep saying that, but can your powers protect you from your own friends for a fight in the Talos Dimension?”

Below the tribune, a gate opened its bars to let the other contestant enter. It was Tommy with his equally lustrous latex skinsuit. He put his hands on his hips. Jason’s meat throbbed at the sight. How could he think that he would be better than the Tyrannoranger? “I’ll be the one who’s gonna take down Scorpina, Tommy. Not some sacrificial lambs like you!”

“Zordon made a mistake in choosing you as the leader, Jason. You’re nothing but a failure…,” replied Tommy while panting. He gulped and his face was sweating. He then carefully came down to a doggy-style position so that the inflatable plug was visible. The boy with the ponytail enjoyed the squeaks of his latex costume before showing off his Power Coin. Gasping, he declared, “Dragonzord Power…”

Still in his rear-entry pose, Tommy was transformed into the Mighty Green Ranger. His black latex costume was replaced by a jade-colored one. His chest was reinforced by the Dragon Shield gold armor, as with his arms. He then stood up to brag about his perfect masculinity.

Jason hissed at the display. He should’ve recognized the anomaly of his teammate’s suit, but his mind was taken over by jealousy. The Green Ranger was no longer himself. His costume was shinier than usual, akin to the latex that he previously wore. His belt was gone and Tommy simply discarded his Power Coin to the ground. Most of the whiteness of his body was instead marked his private area where his baton jutted out in its glory. On his neck was a metal ring.

Jason’s own baton throbbed. He immediately took out his Power Coin and transformed. Even the Tyrannoranger was not immune to the corruption. Same as his friend, Jason’s Ranger suit devolved into a shiny latex one, complete with a leash ring on the neck. It even featured a black corset that mocked his male identity. Inside his scritching helmet, Jason panted and moaned. The transformation injected a fresh dose of libido that he barely could contain. Trying not to reach an early climax, he put out a fighting pose.

“HYAH!” shouted Tommy who came attacking. He launched a series of roundhouse kicks that Jason deflected. Seeing his technique fail, the Green Ranger immediately switched to a back kick that got the Red Ranger on his chest. “Hah, what a pussy! You’ll never be worthy to beat Scorpina!”

That was it, no more holding back. Jason let himself wet the groin as he launched his reprisal. His assaults were a combination of sidekicks, punches, and even a sliding attack that took Tommy by surprise. He was close to curb-stomping his opponent if not for the Green Ranger’s quick response in capturing his foot and sending them away.

The two corrupted Rangers fought each other in Scorpina’s arena. The powers of each were still pure as the first day Zordon gave them, but not with their minds. The evil lady knew that the weakness of these two was simply their competitiveness. Give them a situation that made them doubt their ability and they would listen to whatever you say to them. For Scorpina, the message was clear: tightness is best.

Jason moaned hard as he was choked from behind. He then backflipped above Tommy’s head to turn the tide, giving double punches to his friend’s back. Angered, the Green Ranger wiped Red’s helmet with a clean kick.

In turn, the Red Ranger shoved Tommy’s helmet to his armpit. The altered condition of the suit made his body odor able to escape and simply invaded the Green Ranger’s nose. Tommy squeak in ecstasy.

Inside their helmets, both Jason and Tommy blushed. Their tongues stuck out to lick the interior of the visor glasses. They couldn’t think straight anymore, both strategically and sexually. Jason’s eyes kept on glued on that monstrous protrusion between Tommy’s legs, likewise with Tommy himself. “I’m gonna dominate you and enjoy that packed jock, Tommy,” exclaimed the Red Ranger.

“Wanna have my meat shove your ass first, Jase?”

The battle continued. This time, every movement the Rangers made caused to arouse more and more. Their crotches were wet with jizz as Jason and Tommy climaxed basically with each punch and kick they got. The squeaky noise of their perverted Ranger costume drowned the young heroes’ minds deeper into Scorpina’s domination. “That’s it, Boys. Let your wild side take over. I wanna see you defile each other for me!”

“I… I am strong!” blurted Jason as his ability to talk was increasingly robbed by the eroticism. He was now basically wrestling with his former friend. Two muscular youngsters in form-fitting costumes ensnared and twisted each other in the most sensual way. What was once before a battle of martial arts techniques had deteriorated into a game of grabbing and pumping.

Then, Scorpina clapped her hands twice. The gesture brought common sense back to the two Rangers. The female warrior jumped from her tribune into the arena.

My, my, such prowess I am seeing. No wonder I am so enticed by the two of you,” she said alluringly as he fondled Jason’s perfect pecs with one hand and traced Tommy’s roused abs with the other. She then went down to her knees and moved his hands lower.

The Red and Green Ranger beefed at the slightest touch of Scorpina on their enormous manhood. The way their spandex followed the shapes was not as a tent, but a form-fitting glove. Every detail of the organs was to be enjoyed by Scorpina. It was also to be grabbed with dangerous intent. “What can I say, I am beneath the two of you,” she hissed.

“Hahaha, that’s right, Scorpina. You may have beaten me once, but I got you this time!” exclaimed the excited Jason.

“No one can conquer the one and only Green Dragon Ranger, Scorpina. Keep dreaming!” blurted Tommy as he put his hands on the waist.

“Surely two warriors like you have a wish that I can fulfill. Your wish is my command, Rangers,” continued Scorpina as her snake tongue brushed against Jason’s throbbing crotch.

“My dreams are beyond you, Scorpina,” mocked Jason as his mind began to melt into excessive manliness. The Red Ranger flexed his oversized biceps like a bodybuilder.

“Yeah, an insect like you wouldn’t be able to make it come true,” added Tommy.

“Oh, please, masters. Tell me!” begged Scorpina with fake humility.

Jason thought about it for a moment. “Sure, there’s nothing wrong to tell my ultimate dream to my own bitch. I am disgusted by you, Scorpina. I am disgusted by your look.”

Scorpina shook her head. “I… I don’t understand…”

“You wear that costume to mock us and our superiority. We’re Zordon’s purest warriors, the best Rangers there are. We’re the ones who deserve to envelop by the golden latex.”

Scorpina looked down at her leotard. Its glimmer shone brightly beneath the Talos Dimension’s eerie glow. “No, no, you can’t. I’ll do anything but that!”

“Beggars can’t be choosers, Slut!” barked Jason as he grabbed Scorpina’s arm. Assisting him was Tommy who choked the female space warrior. Slowly, her costume’s golden color began to flow into their distorted Ranger suits before slithering down the tight space between their neck and helmet.

Euphoria filled the Red and Green Rangers’ already deteriorated minds. The golden corruption held their consciousness tight. Furthermore, it spread all across their naked bodies to cover everything from the toes to the ends of their hair. The two heroes were transformed into golden zentai figures.

It was made clear when the enslaved Jason and Tommy removed their helmets. What was left of their heroic personality were curves of their faces forever trapped inside the form-fitting golden latex. They then sumo-squatted in the middle of the cursed arena.

Before them was their mistress. Scorpina gave off a sly smile as she observed her latest creation. The Rangers, trapped in their misguided sense of macho and masculinity, fell to his trap and were now her servants. The female villain flicked her fingers and tumbled backward.

She didn’t fall as figures already waited to catch her. Obedient and mute, they carried her back to her tribune, even sacrificing themselves to hold his weight all the way up there. There were four of them with each wearing different colors of latex. Blue and black were there, mindless boys with exceptional visage. But there were also additional two: pink and yellow. Like their teammates, Trini and Kimberly had been deformed into male slaves for their mistress’ enjoyment. Inside their helmets, the features of their faces rubbed against the suffocating golden latex.