Rubber Maiden 2: Answering The Call (Patreon)

Rubber Maiden’s one of my oldest stories and also one of my more popular ones over on Hentai Foundry. A rubber super heroine whose husband finds out that she’s the one and only Rubber Maiden. She starts to slip it into her bedroom, and people were all for it. The increasingly kinky super wife was in high enough demand I finally decided to circle back to her. Just revisiting her as her husband starts to learn to live with (and have fun with) her superhero lifestyle.

Julia/Rubber Maiden’s fun to write. She’s flirty and really wants her man’s approval while juggling her hero life, and she’s a big sweetheart who doesn’t even like to swear.

Giant metal claws gripped my arms and legs, pulling them away from my body. It would have been a lot worse if I wasn’t made of infinitely stretchy living rubber, but it still wasn’t that enjoyable. I slid my hands out from the clutches of the giant robot and landed a few harmless punches to its big glowing eyes. They sure looked like a weak spot, but I never was into video games enough to be sure. Either way, it didn’t budge or let me go in the slightest.

Fortunately, a massive swarm of roots and vines rapidly grew over its body. Normally not the kind thing you’d be happy to see, but you’re probably not friends with Eden. The robot creaks and struggles for a second before it's brought crashing down to the street by the overwhelming force of nature.

I shapeshifted into a ball and bounced comfortably to a stop on the road. I shake out my arms to get them back to the right length before I smiled and nodded towards Eden. She’s a lovely lady, something that seems to come with most superheroes. It’s either the good genetics of being mutants or the fact that we’re always running around and fighting people too much to put on weight. She’s apparently part nature goddess, explaining her costume of leaves and bark, bright green skin, and autumnally orange-red hair.

“Heard you and Slugger were having some trouble,” Eden said in her smokey voice.

“Well when my muscle got stuck in a wall three blocks way, I was sort of stuck playing defense,” I admitted sheepishly. “So thanks for the save.”

“Gotta make time for my super sisters,” Eden smiled warmly.

“Speaking of, were you doing anything tonight? I found this little place that does a HELL of an eggplant parmesan, and I can’t stand being the only one who knows about it.”

“I’ve actually got plans,” I explained politely. It was my turn to make dinner for Tom, after all.

“Cool, cool. Well if you ever wanted to grab drinks sometime…”

I’d been out of the dating game for so long that it wasn’t until that particular line that I caught on.

“OH! Ohhh, Eed, no. Sorry, but…”

I held up a gloved hand, trying to show off her finger finger.

“I’m married. No offense. You’re a catch and all but…”

“Ohhhh. Okay. No, you’re fine,” Eden insisted politely.

“You can’t tell with the whole…”

“Right. Right,” I nodded rapidly.

“And it’s hard to date any other coworkers when I don’t need to work with the Force funds, so… it’s fine!”

“Well the other girls on the Justice Force were talking about meeting up for cards in our alter egos or something,” I offered helpfully. “You should look into that.”

“Right, good point.” There was some more metallic creaking as Eden looked over her shoulder. A large tree limb grew from the roots and impaled the robot’s head to keep it down.

“But your partner, are they into threesomes or anything?”

I blushed, mostly because I wasn’t sure. She really was gorgeous, and we’d gotten kinky in the bedroom even before he knew I could stretch myself across the room or twist around to look like two people. Technically simultaneously sleeping with him as Julia Towers and Rubber Maiden counted as a threesome…

“I uh… actually don’t know. Mind if I get back to you on…?”

“Of course! No pressure,” Eden insisted with a wave. “You go ahead. This guy’s not going anywhere.”

Once I checked that Slugger was stuck rather than actually hurt and pried him out of the wall, I made my way back home. I’d made it a firm point that I’d never cheat on my husband, no matter what all my rushing off or coming home late to fight evil looked like, so I definitely wasn’t going to spoil the man of my dreams over one more random hottie in tights.

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I got home and started fiddling in the kitchen. Ever since I let Tom in on my secret identity, it was much easier to make dinner. I could reach anywhere I wanted and even lean my neck back into the living room if I wanted to check the tv or my phone. I was still mashing the potatoes when I heard Tom come home and stretched my head out to meet him, smooching him as he came in the door. Anyone who happened to be looking would just see me leaning into view while he ran his hand over my elongated neck.

“Evening, stretch,” he called me cutely. “How was the day?”

“Ugh. Between work and giant robots, they had me stretched pretty thin. They need to stop calling me up against giant metal guys. It’s not a strong suit for rubber.”

“I’m sure they were shorthanded,” he said as he rubbed his fingers through my hair.

I sighed at the comforting gesture. Tom’s such a sweetheart and knows just how to make a gal feel loved. I stretched my lips a few inches higher, kissing his mouth again before I lowered my head. Maybe it was the close call with the robot, trying to deny Eden’s flirting, or just something in the air, but I was a little frisky that day. I opened up my mouth and stretched my tongue out, reaching it down his pants like some long, wet tentacle and rubbing it over his shaft. He immediately moaned as I coiled it around him, jerking him off with my tongue alone as I winked.

“I gobba cheg on digga,” I warned with my tongue still stuck out of my mouth.

I recalled my head while leaving my tongue stretched, leaving it a dozen feet long as I adjusted the heat and stirred a few things. It didn’t stop me from getting him off in the living room where I heard him grunt and moan, too satisfied to follow me quickly enough. MY tongue reeled in with him as he met me in the kitchen.

“You’re extra frisky today,” he teased as he came in behind me at the stove.

Tom’s hands grabbed onto my ass, squeezing hard enough that the cheeks molded out of shape. I cooed and arched my back in surprise.

“Oh look who’th talking,” I mumbled as I finally drew my tongue away from his crotch. The smells of dinner mixed with the taste of his cock, and my naughtier urges couldn’t tell which one seemed more appetizing.

He answered the question for me when he pressed his cock against my shapeshifting ass. I gasped and jumped a bit as I realized I’d left it wet and cool with my own leftover spit. It stuck the back of my blouse to my skin before the warmth of his erection pressed through.

“Ohhh! Sweetie~! Dinner,” I warned half-heartedly. I spiraled my midsection around in a little twister, rotating my spine to face him and smile flirtily. I kissed him lightly, but he was still groping my ass right in front of me (or behind me depending on how you consider it). It only felt right to kiss him deeper, wrapping my arms around him. They did a couple extra laps until they were coiled around him like a loving lasso to keep him pressed against me. I focused on my hips enough to swell out my ass cheeks, stretching my pants out a bit as they grew big enough to hotdog his ass completely between them.

We were just getting fired up for a quickie when there was a rapid beeping from the bedroom. I gasped and snapped my arms back into place as I recognized the ringtone.

“Oh crap! That’s The Force!” I hissed.

The Justice Force was the super team I’d been recruited to years ago, which was great for covering my tracks and calling in backup like Eden. I was also on call for emergencies, even if sometimes it was just them checking in or following up on a recent crimebusting. They still preferred I be prompt with my replies, since I’d gotten chewed out once or twice before about missing calls and texts.

“I gotta take this. It should just take a sec, tiger.”

I straightened up my body and ran for the bedroom where I’d left my phone charging. I lashed out an arm across the room and answered the video call as quickly as I could. The Blue Spirit was there on the other end of the phone. His stern face was easy for me to recognize, even without his armored blue bodysuit and visored helmet. He was in civilian clothes like me, clearly in some office back at HQ.

“Julie,” BS said with a nod. “How have you been?”

“Not bad. I was just working on dinner,” I admitted, a little out of breath. I’d been in fist fights with supervillains, but my heart had already been racing from fooling around with Tom. I leaned on the bed to get a more stable view of my face and shoulders, making sure he couldn’t see my chest in case my nipples were still hard.

“Sorry to interrupt. We just needed to double check a few things on the incident from today. It sounds like there was a series of those robots made by Dr. Demise, so we wanted to know if there was anything unusual about their behavior we should look out for.”

“Oh, not really. Usual clunky if a little stronger than usual,” I admitted.

Tom poked his head into the room. I looked up and nodded upward to acknowledge him and that everything was fine. I raised my foot and waved it with a minor bit of stretching. He caught my foot and gave it a playful tug. I just rolled my eyes at him and turned my attention back to the call.

I started going over some details with Spirit, cracking a small smile here and there when he tickled my foot but keeping control of myself in front of my fellow hero. Putting on a brave face in front of civilians was a must, so it’s not that hard to keep my cool no matter what I’m thinking.

I guess Tom realized the same thing. He reached a bit higher on me and took me by the waist, pulling everything from my hips down away from the bed. I gave him a quick glance but I wasn’t about to drop the call or snap at my husband in front of my super boss.

I did my best to pay attention to the business call but Tom was intent on seeing how far he could go. He stretched my lower half to the bedroom door, well out of sight before he pulled down my pants. The best I could do was wriggle to try and make him let go, but that just made it easier for me to twitch out of my bottoms. Tom ran his hands over my crotch and thighs, making the silky red fabric tease against my privates. Remembering the fancier panties I wore to keep his interest that night, it was all I could do not to blush on the video call.

“Anything wrong? Are you having trouble over there?” Blue Spirit asked with his usual seriousness.

“Nope!” I insisted. “Nothing. Just my husband coming through for some of his clothes.”

It was technically true, but I was glad that BS’ telepathy didn’t work over phones.

“Not a problem. He’s in the know, and this shouldn’t involve anything too delicate. But we’re worried about the attendance for our next meeting…”

I pursed my lips and nodded as Tom kept going further with his teasing. He rubbed his hand over my crotch before sliding my panties down. It took most of my willpower not to gasp if not shout in front of my fellow hero as he slid his face between my stretched out thighs and kissed my pussy, making my legs… well, turn to rubber, I guess.

I couldn’t scold him without giving myself away… plus I couldn’t bring myself to want to stop him. I had to take some heavier breaths to try and control myself. My hand squeezed the sheets while my legs clamped around his head, silently urging him to go on. His tongue rubbed around my slit, which relaxed and loosened to let him reach anywhere he pressed hard enough. I was soaking wet and my yielding, elastic slit was too loose and eager to contain myself as it drooled my juices onto his tongue.

Seeing how excited it made the both of us, I could see the needy gleam in his eye. I was plenty familiar with it, especially since we’d started fooling around using my powers. He took his cock back out and adjusted my hips, angling them so he could fuck me from behind while I still watched.

I gulped hard as I forced myself to keep my eyes on Blue Spirit’s call, but Tom having his way with me fifteen feet away was new to me, and surely surreal for anyone who could see it.Most ladies weren’t used to having their bodies extended and feeling everything working through you at a newly focused pinpoint. There was a slight delay between Tom’s thrusts, sliding warm and wet against my clit, and the ripple of momentum jiggling up my stretched out waist and jiggling my breasts. I was reduced to barely nodding along with Blue Spirit, not wanting to make any unexpected noises. Plus the more Tom went on using my lower half while my top half was busy, the more I started to love it. My mind was starting to melt like it was just as malleable and squishy as the rest of me as he hit all my sweet spots.

“Yes!” I gasped out at Blue’s latest question. I gulped and blushed as I nodded.

“The uh… the social media thing sounds great. Should uh… go off with a bang,” I tried to excuse my overreaction like it wasn’t from Tom’s cock crushing my clit. I winced a little as I let my legs spread unusually wide and extended my slit slightly, making his dick’s strokes tease me a bit more easily. I gulped down some more drool as I fixed my hair to hide some of my building sweat as Tom fucked me from just off camera.

“Are you alright, Julie?” Spirit asked again with a concerned look.

“You seem a little off.”

“Yes… I mean noooo. I just… I had dinner going so the stove’s on. It’s a little… it’s REALLY hot in here,” I laughed awkwardly. I lounged on one arm, just to adjust my hips and lash my legs needily around Tom’s waist like a pair of whips keeping him buried inside me. My elastic ass still bounced and jiggled all he needed to press in deeper and harder.

“Alright… and you remember the old merchandising deal, right?” he asked with a meaningful glance.

Even with Tom started to make me leak like a cracking dam, I nodded and replied.

“It’s all green,” I replied confidently. It was a simple call and response, part of our code in case we were compromised by a psychic villain or someone off screen with a gun on us. I was not only safe, but about to break into a messy burst of euphoria any second now and hoping Blue would end the call.

“Alright. Then remember to update the usual. Have a good dinner.”

“You know it,” I squeaked out and quickly hung up. I threw the phone aside and buried my face into the pillow, letting out a few passionate grunts as I watched Tom fuck me silly. I shivered hard, cumming hard enough to make my whole body quiver like a rubber band from ass to neck. My elastic vibration whipped rapidly as my pussy clenched like a rubber glove or a living condom around his cock, squirting warmly over him as his seed filled up any cracks I spared him. I finally came to a stop as I fell limply to the ground, laid out like a slack rope spread across the room.

“Ohhhh heck… that was not funny,” I moaned deeply.

“Felt good though, right?” Tom sighed. He tried to slip out, but it took him a few pulls before my pussy relaxed enough to uncoil and let him go.

“So good!” I sighed, my face still burning from the arousal and embarrassment of the humiliating call. I perked up suddenly as I sat upright.

“OH! The stove!” I squeaked.

“I turned everything down. Should be fine,” Tom assured me.

“Thank goodness. I’m totally jealous of your super power of remembering anything at all!”

Tom laughed and patted my big squishy behind, letting the cheek stay molded into the shape of his hand.

“Well I’m glad you got the power of inflating tits and a hyper tight pussy.”

I sighed as my pussy sent another visible ripple through my body. Considering it had turned my husband into an insatiably horny lover every time I teased him with my powers, I was feeling pretty appreciative of it myself.