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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled Super Hero smut!

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"What's up, doc?" Nova smiled as she sauntered into Dr. Otterman's laboratory.

"Nova, you're late!" The otter huffed at the still flaming coyote as she strode closer.

"Well it's no fun coming too early, is it?" She teased, finally letting her flaming exterior subside to reveal her crimson and white fur.

"Yes, well..." Dr. Otterman coughed as the attractive coyote smiled coyly at him, clutching his coffee mug tightly against his chest as if it were a barrier against her magnetic allure.

"Besides, you know it never takes long to get me...hot.." Nova purred as she dipped her index finger into his coffee while she smiled at him. The coyote let her little pink tongue draw across her lips seductively, just as his coffee began to boil and bubble, causing the otter to yelp and drop his suddenly scalding hot cup. The mug shattered on the floor, covering Nova with the bitter liquid. "Careful doc, you're getting me wet."

"Oh God..." Dr. Otterman swallowed hard as he stared at the grinning coyote. It didn't help that she wore practically nothing as an outfit thanks to the nature of her powers, heat resistant material that could handle the temperatures she was capable of was extremely expensive. This led to Nova wearing the absolute minimum, barely a step above a bikini when she turned off her flaming exterior. However, when she let her flames ignite, no one was able to tell she was practically nude. It certainly didn't help matters that she was so damn curvy as well, it was damn near impossible not to stare at the attractive canine.

"Funny, usually I'm the one saying that..." Nova quipped before turning and heading toward the test area. "I hope you have something hard for me today, doc."

"Shut it!" Dr. Otterman shouted at his assistant the moment Nova had exited the room, the ocelot technician behind the console making a circle with his left hand while his index finger on the right was poking through the hole suggestively.

Nova was helping "Starting Point 0 Kelvin", or SP0K industries for short, with their latest invention. A series of robots using their proprietary alloy meant for extreme temperature situations. The idea was to send them down into active volcanoes and study them like never before, hopefully preventing disasters from occurring with greater understanding of volcanoes. Her power set was uniquely perfect for their testing as Nova was pyro-kinetic and could control energy on the subatomic level in ways they were only beginning to understand. With the ability to generate heat from the palms of her hands greater than a blowtorch on a whim, Nova could give SP0K's new alloy a thorough testing without the need to even leave the office. She was also able to do all this in controlled bursts which was far safer than sending a team to work on site at an active volcano before the units were thoroughly tested.

So far, the last few tests had been failures, but they were getting closer judging by how the latest set of robots still retained some of their shape and weren't melted into useless piles of scrap. The heavy-duty doors hydraulics' hissed as they opened slowly on the far side of the large room to reveal a curious looking four-armed robot. Nova canted her head to one side as she peered at the metal monstrosity, which was almost twice her size. It looked almost like someone had taken an old-timey copper hat diving outfit and cast it in shiny silver metal plates along with an extra set of arms. It's large round head with the single "eye" surrounded by a series of smaller ones looking almost like a spider's face. The thing gave Nova the creeps, especially without the ability to blink, it made the coyote feel like the robot was staring at her maliciously.

"Nova, I'd like you to meet...Goro..." The ocelot technician called out over the loud speaker, the tone of his voice suggesting that she was meant to acknowledge some silly inside joke.

"Who?" Nova replied with a confused look.

"Never mind, it's not important. Our last test was very informative, thank you. We have made the adjustments to the alloy and it should now be able to withstand twice as much as you threw at the last one," Dr. Otterman stated proudly.

"Give him your best shot!" The ocelot challenged over the speaker.

"Easy kid, I don't want to break your expensive toy on my first try. I have nothing else to do today, so I'd like to stretch this out a little and give Doc his money's worth." Nova teased, winking up at the hovering drone buzzing above her to record the test.

Nova let her body burst into flames once again, deciding to play nice and start off on a cool one thousand degrees Fahrenheit. Raising her hands and extending them palm outward toward the slowly lumbering robot, the coyote blasted Goro with a wave of her dark crimson flames for a couple of seconds. When she finally let up, Nova again cocked her head to the side as all Goro did was sizzle a little before cooling down rapidly.

"I see you've improved the outer shell" the coyote commented with a nod of approval.

"Oh, we've made plenty of improvements" the ocelot replied mysteriously, earning a frown from Dr. Otterman.

Nova tried again, this time doubling her efforts as she blasted Goro once more, this time pushing her blasts up to just under three thousand degrees. Her flames glowing a pale orange and shifting to white as she steadily increased the temperature for a few seconds longer. When she finally relented, Goro stood motionless before her and glowing white hot. The robot didn't budge and looked to have been defeated, even if she hadn't quite melted it this time. Nova turned to smirk at the control room in victory, but it was short lived as Goro began to whine and hiss mechanically. His outer shell quickly returning to its normal silver shine as he cooled down rapidly.

"I'm impressed, you boys really brought your A game today!" Nova praised as she slowly circled Goro to check for any obvious signs of damage. Aside from a few superficial scorch marks, it was almost as if she hadn't just blasted him with the equivalent of a blowtorch to the face.

As Nova circled back around to stand in front of Goro, she noticed the robot gave a brief twitch and thought she heard something snap and pop inside him. "Uh...guys, I think something is wrong here..." Nova barely managed to say before the robot suddenly lurched forward at the coyote. Goro moved far more swiftly than she thought possible, catching her wrists in his upper arms and lifting her high up off the ground so her feet dangled uselessly below. Goro's lower arms quickly capturing her ankles too, slowly stretching her limbs up and out as he held Nova spread eagle.

"Uh doc, what's going on?" Nova asked nervously.

"Uhm, a minor technical malfunction...please standby..." Dr. Otterman replied over the speaker.

"Technical my ass! What the fuck is that!?" Nova suddenly yelped as Goro sprang into action. With a loud "thunk!", the stabilizing bolts in his legs sunk into the ground and locked it firmly in place as it countered Nova's attempt to push off of Goro and get airborne. What had really caught Nova's attention however was the curiously shaped object which began to emerge from the front panel between the robots' legs on a multi-jointed and flexible arm.

"What is that? Where is the diamond tipped drill bit that's meant to be on there!?" Dr. Otterman hissed at the ocelot as he spotted what Nova was referring to. Instead of the standard issue diamond tipped drill bit on the centralized arm, someone had replaced it with a rather large and real looking rubber canine phallus.

"I thought it'd be funny...but...maybe it's a good thing the drill bit isn't there right now?" the ocelot replied while nodding over at Goro and Nova.

"Oh dear..." Dr. Otterman gasped as he saw what his assistant was referring to. Goro had seemingly found a way to expand his null field, an internal shield meant to protect his core from damage, which was now starting to counteract and negate Nova's flame powers, soon leaving a normal looking and barely dressed coyote struggling in its grasp. "Switch it off, goddamit!"

"I'm trying, but Goro isn't responding to any of my commands!" the ocelot replied in a panic as he typed furiously on his keyboard.

It was too late, with Nova firmly restrained and vulnerable, Goro began his sample collecting routine. Nova stared down in horror as the rubber phallus pressed up against her crotch, grinding roughly against her covered mound. Panic set in and clouded her judgment, causing the coyote to squirm and struggle as she tried to avoid the inevitable. All her squirming managed to do however, was shift her clothing aside with the pressure the rubber length was exerting on her. With a yelp the coyote's head rolled back as the thick toy sunk deeply within her and began to rotate slowly. Goro was programmed to use his diamond tipped drill to collect samples from deep underground in the lava flows, so it did what it was programed to do. It drilled deep into its target at a slow revolution so as not to contaminate the sample. Only there were no bits of rock being exposed and nothing for it to collect and move on to the next stage.

Nova's eyes began to roll into the back of her head as Goro pummeled her pussy with the joke toy, now turned humiliating object of defeat. The constant back and forth while the toy rotated inside her was definitely a unique sensation, one that was quickly pushing her towards an unwanted climax.

"Hold on, I'm coming in there to...why is the door locked?" Dr. Otterman asked in confusion as the door flashed "DENIED" when he tried to scan his keycard.

"It must be Goro, he's locked them for out safety! He thinks he's in an active volcano collecting samples..." the ocelot stammered, unable to tear his eyes away from the busty coyote being fucked by his creation.

"Pick your goddamn jaw off the floor and do something, what am I paying you for!?" the otter shouted in frustration.

"Wait...there's a backdoor!" the ocelot suddenly remembered.

"Well you better get to it before Goro gets to hers, I don't think either of us will live to see home time if that happens!" Dr. Otterman muttered nervously, beginning to chew on his nails in worry.

Just as Nova felt her climax about to crest, the robot suddenly fell still. The coyote wasn't sure if she was happy or sad that it'd stopped fucking her, she was so damn close too! Panting and sweating profusely, something she didn't often do, Nova looked over weakly at the control room and saw the ocelot cheering for himself. "About damn time you...what...what is it?" She asked as she saw the look on the felines face drop.

She soon had her answer as Goro suddenly swung her about to face away from himself and have her facing the control room. "Doc...he's not going to do what I think he's going to do...is he?" the coyote whimpered nervously.

"I'm sure Edmond will have him under control any second now..." the otter tried to reassure the coyote.

"Too late!" Nova barked out, her eyes screwing shut tight as she snarled. Goro had reset and restarted his sample collecting procedure, unfortunately for Nova, he had determined his primary site had contained no suitable samples and had changed locations.

"Oh fuck...is he doing what I think he's doing?" Edmond the ocelot asked, looking up from his computer screen and seeing the coyote's pained expression.

"Yes...yes he is, exactly what she's going to do to us as soon as we get her out of there, my dear boy..." Dr. Otterman replied with a defeated sigh.

"Stop!" Nova whined as Goro began to sink the thick toy under her tail and into her exposed little backdoor. The coyote felt every rubbery inch push up between her cheeks and leaving her feeling uncomfortably full, but no matter how much she growled and shouted, the robot continued to "drill" her. Nova snarled and growled as she was bounced on the fake dick as Goro worked it steadily deeper within her, until finally she felt the fake knot press between and spread her firm buttocks. As soon as the knot settled between her cheeks however, Nova raised her head to stare at the otter and ocelot...her eyes glowing pure white. "I said...STOP!" Nova shouted.

"Oh shit, close the blast doors, now!" Dr. Otterman shouted as he dived behind the computer consoles. Edmond did as told, alarm claxons sounding as the heavy blast doors lowered just in time before a loud roaring sound filled the test area. As soon as it had started, the room fell deadly silent for a few moments. At least until a faint knocking was heard against the partially melted blast doors.

"It's safe to come out now, boys" Nova's voice called out.

Dr. Otterman and Edmond shared a worried look before reluctantly opening the blast doors, revealing a flaming Nova hovering before the window. Behind her was a melted pile of metal, now scrap which used to be Goro.

"Doc, if you wanted to fuck me, all you had to do was ask" the coyote winked before roaring off and up into the sky through a still molten and dripping hole in the tungsten-titanium alloy roof.