Baby Doll, Part Seven
By Sonofjack,sonofjackwell@gmail.com
The supreme brat princess is back to take on more superheroes.


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I really thought that Baby Doll, Part Six would be my last Baby Doll story,
but somehow, she just wouldn't let me go. Please, let me know what you think
of this latest Baby Doll story, and let me know if you would like to see more
of her. Send your comments to sonofjackwell@gmail.com

I also do custom stories for pay. If you like my writing style and would like
me to turn your ideas into a story, email me at sonofjackwell@gmail.com

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As Baby Doll Jackson sat back in the lounge chair next to her pool and let the
rays of the sun warm her beautiful naked form, she was entirely pleased with
herself. This was a very common feeling for Baby Doll since EVERYTHING she did
pleased her. In fact, it would be fair to say that Baby Doll ONLY did the
things that pleased herself. It had been this way since she first discovered
her remarkable super strength when she was a little girl. Since that time her
super powerful muscles have continued to grow so that now - at the age of
nineteen - she was easily the most powerful being on earth.

As such, why shouldn't she do things to please herself? That was her attitude.
As she was fond of saying, "With great power comes whatever the fuck I want!"
So far, no force on earth had been able to stop her from making this maxim a
reality for both her and the rest of the world. Baby Doll took, and the rest
of the world either gave or suffered the consequences.

One of her latest acquisitions was the executive mansion of the United States
- formerly known as the White House. It wasn't called that anymore because
Baby Doll decided it would look better painted pink. She also decreed that
instead of now calling it the Pink House, that it be called Baby Doll's Crib.
The penalty for calling it anything else was severe pain and possibly
permanent bodily damage delivered by Baby Doll or one of her super-slaves.

As for Baby Doll's super-slaves, she dispensed with the former professional
athletes that she used before as her elite slaves. She decided that they were
too weak to serve her. Of course, the five men who once made up her elite
slaves all broke down and wept like babies when Baby Doll gave them the news
that they were being replaced. They all got down on their knees and begged
Baby Doll not to discard them this way. They groveled and kissed and licked
her feet until their tongues and lips were raw.

Needless to say, Baby Doll beat each one of them severely for having the
impudence to ask her to reconsider one of her decisions. Even so, two of them
have since committed suicide at the thought of never being allowed to worship
at Baby Doll's feet ever again. The other three are being treated for severe
depression.

Baby Doll's new elite slaves - her super-slaves - are made up of the various
superheroes that the government has thrown at her to try to stop her. The
first two were the 7'6", 1200 pound blue-skinned monster known as the
Belligerent Bulk, and the young, handsome alien known as Superior-Boy. Even
though Superior-Boy is not nearly as large as the Bulk, he is somewhat more
powerful. Of course, neither one of them is nearly as powerful as Baby Doll.

It was after defeating these two government superheroes that Baby Doll decided
she needed to take over the entire United States. Using her two new
super-slaves - since both the Bulk and Superior-Boy had fallen helplessly in
love with Baby Doll after being so easily beaten by her - Baby Doll went to
Washington, D.C. and announced that she was taking over.

The government used all of its military resources to try to resist Baby Doll,
but in less than a week she defeated everything they threw at her. What chance
did mere conventional military forces have against the power of Baby Doll? The
largest cannon shells simply bounced off her huge tits. She ripped tanks in
two with her bare hands. Missiles fired from jet aircraft didn't put a scratch
on her while she could take out those same aircraft from miles away by
throwing boulders at them. She even swam miles out to sea and took out several
aircraft carriers, battleships and submarines. In one day she decisively
defeated the entire United States Navy.

When she got bored with fighting she'd send the Bulk and Superior-Boy out to
do her fighting for her. Finally the authorities considered using atomic and
nuclear weapons against her. When the leading Pentagon scientists told the
military that they didn't think that even a nuclear bomb would harm her, the
U.S. military decided not to provoke the super-strong nineteen year old brat
anymore. They surrendered.

That night as a celebration, Baby Doll made love to Superior-Boy and the Bulk
for the first time. Initially she thought that Superior-Boy would be her main
boyfriend, but once she got a look at the Bulk's fully engorged twenty inch
blue penis, Superior-Boy was instantly reduced to number two love slave
status. In fact, Baby Doll is so captivated by the Bulk's long, thick blue
dick that she's actually developed somewhat tender feelings for the giant
man-brute.

If Superior-Boy minded his reduced status, he's been quiet about it. He knows
better than to complain around Baby Doll.

In the weeks since Baby Doll has taken over, there have been some other
changes as well. Incredibly, somehow Baby Doll has become even more beautiful
than she was before. She still has the same delicately beautiful face and the
flawless ebony skin of course. Her legs are still long and exquisitely shaped
and her perfect ass is still tight and round.

However, as Baby Doll grows older her body grows even healthier and more
finely chiseled. Baby Doll had never had the huge, bulging muscles of a body
builder, but rather the sleek, toned muscles of a fitness model. Even when her
body is in a relaxed state, her trim, feminine muscles looked loaded and ready
to spring to life. When Baby Doll desires, she can cause her sexy, beautiful,
muscles to pop and expand to more than two times their normal size.

That's why when she decided to flex her arms, for example, her normal, healthy
looking biceps would explode into softball sized mountains of peeked womanly
muscular perfection. And even though Baby Doll's muscles - even when fully
flexed - were much smaller than the Bulk's muscles, Baby Doll's muscles were
much harder, denser and a great deal more powerful that his.

In addition, there was another part of Baby Doll's already amazing physique
that became even more impressive. While her waist and hips remained at 22" and
34" respectively, her 34DDD breast had gotten even larger! She wasn't sure
exactly how big they were because worrying about her cup size was no longer a
consideration. Why wear a bra when her magnificent tits didn't sag in the
least anyway? In fact, she not only stopped wearing a bra altogether, but most
of the time she doesn't even bother to wear a top. She figures that walking
around with her huge, perfect breasts on full display is her gift to the
world.

For the most part, the world was grateful. Once Baby Doll became nationally
famous, her image instantly became the most downloaded on the planet. Her
images were downloaded at a rate more than ten times greater that the next ten
images combined. As one anonymous internet commenter wrote, "She has a face
and a body that would make even the most beautiful supermodels weep with envy
and the power to make the strongest superheroes quake with fear . . . . What a
woman!" The next commenter put it even better when he said, "What a woman? No!
What a Goddess!"

Of course, the government didn't take being overthrown lying down. They did
their best to fight back. The one-eyed colonel in charge of the U.S.
government's super agent program sent others to try to defeat Baby Doll.

Since Baby Doll easily defeated the Bulk and Superior-Boy who were the
government's most physically powerful agents, they tried a different strategy
the next time around. They sent Agent Bat, Agent Spider and Commander
Americana after her. These agents were all much less powerful than either the
Bulk or Superior-Boy, but each of them were known for being very resourceful.
They were so resourceful in fact that all three of them had a reputation for
being able to take out foes much more powerful than themselves.

The problem was, as ingenious and inventive as the three of them were, not one
of them was truly prepared for anyone as powerful as Baby Doll Jackson.

The three agents had very different methods for taking down their enemies.
While Agent Bat and Commander Americana were both strategists by nature, Agent
Spider was more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants kind of guy. He tended to go
on the offensive and improvise some type of strategy was he went along. In the
past this method had worked remarkably well for him.

Agent Bat and Commander Americana were only too happy to let the Spider swing
in try it his way. They both assumed that he'd be defeated, but they hoped
that by observing Baby Doll in action they would be able to spot some weakness
that they could exploit later. Plus, they knew better than to underestimate
Agent Spider. He'd chalked up some pretty impressive victories in the past.
This might just be one of them.

When they spotted Baby Doll, she was outside in her rose garden wearing
nothing but the tiniest of thongs. Her spectacular body was on display for
anyone who dared get close enough to see. The Bulk was with her sitting in an
enormous lounge chair that had been custom made to support his 1200 pound
weight. He was naked.

Baby Doll was kneeling between his legs fondling his two baseball sized testes
and licking his enormous blue schlong. Superior-Boy was standing nearby at
attention wearing nothing but a red speedo and a bow tie.

Baby Doll stopped licking the Bulk's giant dick long enough to tell
Superior-Boy, "I'm thirsty, Superior-Wimp. Go get me a glass of fresh squeezed
orange juice."

"Should I go to Florida for it?" the super-slave asked.

"Of course, stupid, didn't I say fresh squeezed?" Baby Doll replied.

"Yes, Miss Baby Doll," Superior-Boy responded.

Baby Doll looked at the Bulk and asked, "You want anything, Bulky-Poo?"

"Just keep licking my johnson like that, and I'm happy," the giant man-brute
said.

"Oh, Bulky-Poo, you know that I love licking your huge dick. If only you
weren't such a wimp, maybe I could respect you as a man."

"A wimp! Baby, I can lift mountains and knock down buildings with one punch,"
he protested.

"But we both know that compared to MY awesome strength you're nothing but a
little girly man." Then to make sure he understood this, Baby Doll asked,
"Don't we?"

"Yes, Baby Doll," the Bulk answered sheepishly. He knew that Baby Doll's
fondness of his massive member meant that he could get away with more than
anyone else could with her. However, even he wasn't allowed to challenge her
power. As incredibly strong as he was, Baby Doll had demonstrated on more than
one occasion that she could overpower his entire body with one finger.

Baby Doll smiled indulgently at the big blue monster and went back to fondling
his balls and licking the tip of his shaft. As the Bulk felt Baby Doll's
tongue penetrating the hole at the tip of his gigantic love muscle, he started
to get light-headed. He thought that he might pass out from ecstasy at any
moment.

Just then, both Baby Doll and the Bulk heard someone moaning in pleasure. They
looked in the direction of Superior-Boy who was standing there watching and
openly rubbing his crotch in appreciation.

"What are YOU still doing here? I thought I told you to get me some fresh
orange juice!"

A terrified looked swept across the alien youth's face. He remembered the
severe beating that Baby Doll gave him the last time he took too long to fetch
something for her. Within a second, Superior-Boy was almost out of sight
flying towards Florida. Baby Doll called after him, "And there better not be
ANY pulp in it like last time, or I'll spank your bare ass until you cry
again."

As Agent Spider watched Superior-Boy flying out of site, he decided to swing
into action. One thing that most people didn't know about Agent Spider was
that along with his other spider powers he had an innate "spider sense" that
"tingled" whenever danger was present. The greater the danger, the stronger it
tingled. This weird sixth sense had saved the spider's bacon on more than one
occasion. The problem this time is that Agent Spider didn't know just how
dangerous Baby Doll Jackson was. However, his spider sense did.

As Agent Spider was swinging in on one of his artificial webs, Baby Doll
looked up at him and gave him a fierce glare. Just one ferocious look from
Baby Doll was enough to send Agent Spider's spider sense into overdrive. This
was no mere tingle. His spider sense sent a shock wave through Agent Spider's
system that was enough to cause his entire body to spasm and then to
momentarily shut down completely. The result was that Agent Spider fell hard
to the ground and ended up at Baby Doll's feet.

When he looked up and got his first really good look at the topless beautiful
brat, he knew that he was looking at the most stunning women he'd ever seen.
This is true in spite of the fact that Agent Spider had once been married to a
gorgeous redheaded supermodel. That is, they were married until they made a
deal with a demon to save the life of Spider's aged aunt.

Or . . . wait, according to the deal they made their marriage was wiped out of
existence or something like that . . . . Well, anyway Spider had seen his
share of attractive naked women. Even so, he'd never seen ANY woman that
compared with the beauty and power of Baby Doll Jackson.

Once he got over being stupefied by Baby Doll's great beauty, he realized that
he liked being at Baby Doll's feet. He BELONGED at Baby Doll's feet.

The Bulk stood up and asked Baby Doll, "You want I should take care of this
bug for you?" For his trouble, Baby Doll casually backhanded the Bulk lifting
him off his feet and sending him several feet backwards.

"When I want you to 'take care' of something for me, I'll let you know," Baby
Doll informed the massive brute.

"Yes, Miss Baby Doll," the Bulk replied as he rubbed his sore chin.

The sight of Baby Doll womanhandling the Bulk so easily got Agent Spider so
turned on that he got on his knees and asked, "Please, Baby Doll, how can I
serve you?"

Baby Doll flicked Agent Spider with her index finger which sent his flying
backwards even farther than the Bulk had been sent flying. "That's MISS Baby
Doll," the power princess demanded.

"Please, forgive me Miss Baby Doll," Agent Spider said as he climbed back up
to his knees.

Just then, Superior-Boy flew in and landed next to his gorgeous master. "Here
is your orange juice, Miss Baby Doll."

"What took you so long?" asked the once proud alien warrior's absolute master.

"I-I-I'm sorry," Superior-Boy stammered. He knew that the penalty for being
too slow could be severe. "I wanted to make sure to remove every bit of pulp -
just the way you like it," he explained.

Baby Doll smiled, "Well, aren't you sweet?"

Superior-Boy looked at Agent Spider on the ground. He wondered what he was
doing there, but he knew better than to ask. If Baby Doll wanted him to know
what was going on she would tell him. Until then, he knew that he was better
off not inquiring.

Agent Spider resumed his begging. "Please, Miss Baby Doll, how can I serve
you?"

"What makes you think that you're worthy of serving me, boy?" the sexy brat
asked.

"Well . . . I'm sure I'm not WORTHY of serving you. What man is? But I promise
I would work hard at it."

Baby Doll liked the sound of that. "Take off your mask," she commanded her
latest acquisition. When he did, Baby Doll saw that Agent Spider possessed
boyish, nerd-hot good looks that she found quite appealing. "Stand up and turn
around slowly," she ordered.

Baby Doll had to admit that Agent Spider had a nice, lean, muscular body that
she wouldn't mind exploring in greater detail. "How strong are you?" she
asked.

"I have the proportionate strength of a spider, Miss Baby Doll," he dutifully
answered.

"What the fuck does that mean? Can you lift a car?" she asked.

"Yes, Miss Baby Doll, I can lift a medium sized car over my head," Agent
Spider replied proudly.

"With one hand?" Baby Doll asked.

"Well .. no, I have to use both hands," Agent Spider admitted.

"Shoot! You call that strong? I could lift a full sized SUV over my head with
one hand when I was ten years old!" Baby Doll stated as if it ws no big deal.

Agent Spider fell back to his hands and knees and begged, "Please, Miss Baby
Doll, please, I'll do anything you say. I'll worship at your feet. I'll crawl
on my belly just for the privilege of being allowed to lick your feet. Only,
please, don't send me away. Please."

"Stand up!" the supremely powerful brat princess demanded. Agent Spider deftly
jumped to his feet. "So, you want to be my slave; is that right?" asked Baby
Doll.

"Yes please, Miss Baby Doll," the Spider replied, his radioactive blood
surging hot throughout his body.

"Why?" she asked, smiling confidently.

"Because you're by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," the Spider
replied.

"Of course I am," Baby Doll said, "That's a given. However, I'd like to hear
you elaborate on my supreme beauty."

"Your eyes," said the Spider, "You have the most beautiful, hypnotic eyes I've
ever seen. Before now I wouldn't have thought such beautiful eyes were even
possible - I would have thought them only imaginable in a dream."

"Go on," Baby Doll commanded.

"And your lips," said the Spider, "Your lips beg to be kissed and yet are so
beautiful and your smile so proud that I know immediately that I can only kiss
them if you first give me permission."

"That's exactly right," said Baby Doll. "What about my body?" she encouraged.

Agent Spider stepped back so that he could take in Baby Doll exquisite body
all at once. "Your body? Where do I begin? First, your rich, dark brown skin
looks so soft that it makes satin look like sandpaper. Your long, shapely
legs, your perfect, round ass, your impossibly tiny, toned waist, your . .
your . . ." Agent Spider was too overwhelmed to even talk about what came
next.

"My tits?" Baby Doll offered helpfully.

Agent Spider felt his knees buckle. He felt his heart flutter. "Yes, Miss Baby
Doll, your tits, you huge, magnificent tits."

"What would you like to do with my huge, magnificent tits?" asked Baby Doll.

"I'd like to suck and lick and kiss and fondle them," replied the Spider.

"Would you like to fuck them with your Spider dick?" asked Baby Doll.

"I-I-I didn't even dare imagine . . . ." Agent Spider said in a barely audible
voice.

"And is there anything else about me other than my beauty that you find
desirable?" she asked.

"Your awesome, all-powerful super-strength," the Spider replied. "I want to
kiss and caress your all-powerful muscles. I want to be near your power. I
want to bathe in you radiance."

"And what if I say 'No'?"

Agent Spider's heart was gripped in a panic. Once again he fell to his knees.
"Please, Miss Baby Doll, don't do that. Please, I'm begging you."

Baby Doll went over and grabbed Agent Spider by his webbed collar and lifted
him to his feet. She then planted a passionate kiss on his lips. He could feel
her warm tongue invading his mouth. His entire body shuddered in ecstasy.
"Mary Jane or Gwen never kissed me like this," he thought.

Meanwhile, Agent Bat and Commander Americana were watching these events unfold
from a distance. They saw how easily Baby Doll broke Agent Spider by hardly
lifting a finger. "This might be more of a challenge than we thought," said
Commander Americana.

"Mmmmmmmm," responded Agent Bat who was known as a man of few words.

"It looks like the spider has joined the other side. I have to admit that I
did not see that coming," Commander American said.

"Mmmmmm?" Agent Bat agreed.

"I suggest attack protocol 19," Commander Americana recommended.

"Mmmmm," Agent Bat grunted in the affirmative.

The next thing Baby Doll and her super-slaves knew, they were surrounded by a
cloud of black smoke. When the smoke cleared, Agent Spider, Superior-Boy and
the Bulk were lying on the ground unconscious. Superior-Boy had been taken out
by a Neonite, chunk of radioactive rock from his native planet Neon. Agent
Spider was rendered comatose by a stealthy nerve pinch administered by Agent
Bat. Whatever method Commander Americana used to cause the Bulk to pass out
was his little secret.

Baby Doll found herself between Agent Bat and Commander Americana. Agent Bat
struck Baby Doll with a hard kick to a cluster of nerves near the base of Baby
Doll's spine. It was a kick powerful enough and strategically placed so that
it would have brought a full grown bull gorilla to its knees.

Baby Doll looked at the dark crusader and asked nonchalantly, "What's up?"

Before the Dark Night Detective could answer, he caught a glimpse of Baby
Doll's relatively tiny fist come towards him. The next thing he knew was
blackness. Her attack was delivered with such speed and force that she took
out the greatest defensive fighter on the planet with one punch.

Wasting no time, Commander Americana went on the offensive and attacked the
impossibly strong breathtaking brat with the edge of his indestructible
shield. His shield was considered "indestructible" because in the past if had
withstood whatever it had come up against. That included full-on nuclear bomb
blasts and being hit at full force by the Thunder God's mystical hammer. So
far, nothing had been found that could put so much as a scratch in it. The
edge wasn't quite razor sharp, but it was sharp enough so that in the past if
had been used to decapitate more than one Nazi vampire.

Before the shield could make contact with Baby Doll, she turned and snatched
it from the Commander's hands with one smooth motion. Then, right before his
eyes, Baby Doll turned and crumpled the "indestructible" shield as if it was
made of tin foil.

Commander Americana was considered a proud, brave man even among the superhero
community. More than one superhero held the opinion that of all the
superheroes, he was the best, the bravest, the one that would never surrender.
However, watching the strong, sexy nineteen year old Baby Doll casually crush
his shield - the very symbol of his strength - and wad it into a metal ball
was almost too much for his mind to comprehend. Something inside the Commander
broke.

He turned and began to run away. This wasn't the first time in his career that
Commander Americana had opted for a strategic retreat. However this was
something different. This was not him merely retreating so that he could fight
another day; this was the Commander running away in complete panic. As e ran,
he could hear the screams of what sounded like a little girl. Imagine his
surprise when he realized that the "little girl" he heard screaming was him.

Baby Doll smiled to herself at the sight of the red, white and blue warrior
running away. The symbolism wasn't lost on her. Just as this living symbol of
the United States was running in fear from her, soon the entire country itself
would be in fear and awe of her.

Even though she had already defeated the U.S. military and moved into Baby
Doll's Crib (the building formally known as the White House), most Americans
didn't fully comprehend that as far as she was concerned, the entire United
States of America and all of its assets - including all of its inhabitants -
were HER PROPERTY.

Sure, there was still a shadow government - the one-eyed colonel for example -
that was trying to take her down. Baby Doll didn't mind that because she knew
that every time they sent a new superhero to defeat her, it would only add to
her power as she defeated them and took them as her slaves.

Commander Americana meanwhile was running as fast as he could. "As fast as he
could" meant that he was running faster than any Olympic athlete who ever
lived. There was a small grove of trees ahead, and he figured he might be
safer if he could find a high tree to hide in.

As he ran, the Commander felt something whoosh by him. Suddenly, there was
Baby Doll, not safety behind him, but in front of him blocking his path to the
trees. In a truly impressive display of gymnastics, the Star-Spangled Soldier
executed a series of cartwheels and summersaults until he worked up enough
momentum to vault himself over Baby Doll's head in into the branches of a
nearby tree.

Again, Baby Doll smiled to herself. "This one is flexible," she though, "I
can't wait to bend him into a pretzel." As she thought this, she turned around
and grabbed the tree that he had jumped into with one hand. She dug her strong
fingers into the tree's trunk and effortlessly ripped the tree out of the
ground by its roots. She then began shaking the tree vigorously until the
Commander fell out and into Baby Doll's other waiting arm.

The Commander did attempt to fight back at this point, but Baby Doll easily
took him down. In the end, he was left sobbing and begging for mercy just like
all the others. Even more shocking, after Baby Doll took him to bed, Commander
Americana gladly renounced his U.S. citizenship and proudly proclaimed his
loyalty to "The United States of Baby Doll".

Baby Doll decided to keep all three of her latest superhero conquests as her
personal love slaves. Of course, they each had great bodies. In addition
underneath their masks, Agent Bat and Commander Americana were both very
handsome men though in very different ways. The Bat processed dark, brooding
good looks whereas, (not surprisingly) Commander Americana was more the
blonde, blue-eyed all-American boy type.

Baby Doll loved nothing better than to get these three along with her other
two super-slaves, the Bulk and Superior-Boy, into bed so that she could fuck
them into submission. Despite their powers (Although technically Agent Bat and
Commander Americana didn't have superpowers, they were both examples of the
male human form at their absolute peaks.) all five of Baby Doll's super-slaves
working together could not keep up with her enormous sexual appetite.
Superior-Boy came closest, but even he would eventually pass out from sheer
exhaustion before Baby Doll was through using him.

And when she wasn't fucking them into submission, Baby Doll loved to humiliate
her five super-slaves with her superior will and strength. Despite having
faced down entire invading alien armadas in the past without a moment of
hesitation, all five of Baby Doll's super-slaves were terrified of her and
wouldn't even entertain the notion of ever disobeying her slightest whim.

More than that, they were all so in love with her that no indignity was too
great to suffer for just the honor of serving her and being in her proximity.
They would all gladly subject themselves to severe beatings from her and still
come crawling back on their hands and knees begging for more abuse. They all
knew this was true because, indeed, they had all personally experienced it.

As Baby Doll sat lounging completely naked next to her pool she looked over at
the speedo wearing Agent Spider and Commander Americana who were busy skimming
leaves out of the water. The Bulk was naked as usual and busy at the outdoor
grill heating up the oil that he would soon be massaging into her spectacular
breasts with his big, blue hands. Meanwhile, Superior-Boy was sitting on the
ground near her feet painting her cute little toenails a girlish pink, and
Agent Bat was inside baking fresh, homemade-from-scratch pot pies for his
master to enjoy later.

Baby Doll took a moment to reflect. She had the two strongest male agents of
the U.S. government (the Bulk and Superior-Boy) completely devoted to her as
well its two greatest strategists (Agent Bat and Commander Americana). And she
had Agent Spider as a bonus. They were all her property - her bitches - to
order around as she saw fit. They would just as easily destroy a city for her
as they would plead, grovel and beg to eat out her pussy. They were too in
love with her and too terrified of her to do otherwise.

Baby Doll was very pleased indeed.

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