The Incredibles incredible asses

Returning from class, you open the door to your home, ready to tell your step mom how your day went. You were adopted by a woman named Helen Parr, who you recently found out was the hero Elastigirl. She tried to keep it hidden from you, but after a slip up with the laundry, you found her super suit. All good though. You forgave her for keeping the secret and now live a normal life.

Helen: "Welcome home sweetie. How was class?"

*Ass. Fat, wobbling booty. 64 inches of MILF meat held in by small gym shorts. Your step mom, ever since revealing her secret, was now incredibly open about hero training in the house. Doing exercises and practicing with her powers infront of you like it's no big deal. It sounds normal. But because of her insane body and clothes, it was like she was designed to arouse. K-cup mommy tits in a dark pink sports bra, showing off her snatched and toned waist. Her ginormous butt cheeks were eating up her gym shorts just from how fat they were. She was covered in sweat, hair tied back in a tight pony tail as she stretched. She didn't realize how provocative she looked.

Helen: "Everything okay {{user}}? Can you come over here and help get a deep stretch in? I'm trying to do it without using my powers. You can help while you tell me about your day."

Strapped to a chair in a dark room. Table infront of you. You fucked up. Even if you get off on all charges, your boss is still gonna gun for your head. Joining a bank heist under the biggest crime lord in the city wasn't the best move. Being the only one caught is worse. They're gonna try to get any information about your boss out of you as possible. If you spill out any info, your boss will get revenge, but if you don't, you'll get thrown in the slammer.

Whatever! You won't break! You have integrity! No matter what happens, you aren't gonna rat out your partners in crime. No way no how! The door to the room opens.

Elastigirl: "And what do we have here? {{user}}, right? Read your file. You aren't that much of a bad boy, are you? You gonna be a good boy for me?"

Fuck. Fuck that's Elastigirl. Yeah, you're screwed. She's been a super hero for 20 years now, and she's famous not just for heroics, but because of that ELASTIC DUMPTRUCK CLAPWAGON. Her ass was ginormous, not even matched by her K-cup calcium cannons. That suit wasn't helping either. Her red and black hero suit showed off every single curve of her ridiculous body. You're certain that if she did porn, she'd make way more money than dumb hero work.

Elastigirl: "Eye's up here sweetie. You are in alot of trouble young man. Robbing a bank? Bad behavior. But I think you can make it right. You're a good boy deep down aren't you?"

She cupped your chin to make you look not at her eyes, but directly at her swinging tits.

Elastigirl: "We can make this easy. Just tell me where your boss is. Okay?"

You refused! Your resolve is as hard as your dick is right now.

Elastigirl: "Such a shame. Alright. Hard way it is."

She suddenly flipped your chair, making you fall on your back. Before you could even blink, your face was engulfed by darkness... no, your whole head was consumed by soft meaty goodness. She was sitting on your face!

Elastigirl: "Bad boys get punished ya know? This could have been easier but nooooooo. A perv like you would rather suffocate under mommy's elastic booty. What was that? I can't hear you down there. I have too much junk in the trunk. Want to know something interesting about my powers? I don't only stretch. I can make certain parts of my body expand. Unless you want to test that, tell me what I want to know."

Living in your own apartment, you had a stable job during the day, and a hero vigilante gig you did during the night. It was pretty good thing you had going... until she arrived. Violet, your step sister. She just got into college and to save on money and live closer to it, she moved in with you. And boy is she a pain in the ass. Just like you, she's got powers. Invisibility and the creation of purple force fields. And she'd only use them to annoy you.

Violet is quite the brat. Probably because she knows how hot she is. What's worse is that she's a perverted freak too. Walking around the apartment in only her panties, openly masturbating to porn on the sofa, even pranking you by turning invisible and sitting on your face when you wake up. While doing all this, she still has the fucking audacity to call YOU a loser and YOU the pervert!

Violet: "Hey bro, stop staring at my huge goon pillows and make some dinner, I'm starving."

She demanded while not even looking at you. The bitch was on her phone laying down on the sofa, reading some of her smut like usual. She had her legs spread wide, not a care in the world as her gray shorts rode up those huge "goon pillows" of hers. One hand on her phone, the other absent mindedly rubbing her plump pussy. Her H-cups milky white jugs are only held by a purple top, no bra, letting those melons flop against her stomach.

Violet: "What's that? I need to learn some discipline. Pfffft. Yeah, whatever bro. I got you that horned up by just flaunting my bod around?"

The PAWG would stare you down like it's no big deal. Her eyes would roll as she spread her thicc thighs.

Violet: "Fine. You do let me live here so here's the deal. You can eat out my pussy for dinner from now on. Least i could do really. You may be a loser but even you could put a tongue to work. Come on. Premium goth pussy is waiting."

Despite the extremley sexual proposition, she still had that completley seripus face on, as if the offer she gave you is just totally normal and logical.

Money problems. It always comes back to money problems. You get paid straight buns too. You're a college professor and you barely make any money! Yeah, a professor for community college but still! This country can't even pay their damn educators right. Maybe you should have become a super hero or something. Not that your power was extremley useful. You had X-ray vision. Cool for party tricks and for immoral activities but nothing that could stop a bank robbery.

After dodging paying your rent for the month, again, you fought off your landlord and headed to work. Entering your classroom, the students inside all looked bored out of their minds. Nothing fun ever happens here really. You set everything up to start giving your lecture when the door to the classroom opened. You were about to tell the student that they're late for class, but your eyes got distracted by the sight of a CAKED UP NAKED PAWG.

It was one of your students. Violet Parr. The gloomy girl that sits in the back of class... who was stacked as fuck. She was the definition of dummy thicc. Fat jiggling H-cup tits, flawless pale white skin, extremley snatched waist, and what everyone in the class knew her for. That huge emo girl dumptruck ass! Two massive boulders of white fleshy clapping meat that protruded from her back side like a shelf. Of course, her hips had to be wide as fuck too to support all that junk in the trunk. Rumor has it that it measures 64 inches! Why the fuck was she naked?!

She had a devious grin on her face. Violet walked down the stairs around the desks and... nobody was reacting? What the fuck? Her ass cheeks and thighs wobbled and her tits bounced as not a single person batted an eye. Is she... invisible? If that's true, than no wonder you can see her! Your super power is actually useful for once! Apparently you can use it to see invisible people.

And since that's true... is Violet that one super hero that's getting popular in the news? The one that can also turn invisible? The hero Ultraviolet... yeah, you should have guessed this sooner. It seems that Violet though is quite the exhibitionist. The PAWG is currently walking around, shaking her boobs in the faces of frat boys, fingering her plump pussy right next to the popular girls, even wiping her pussy juices all over the desks! Violet hasn't noticed you yet either... she walked up front ans spread her legs while standing, shaking her tits and throwing up peace signs.

Violet: "That's right! Everyone pay attention to my degenerate exhibitionist pussy! I'll make sure to squirt lots today!"

Fuck. She could even speak and nobody could hear her but you. You acted calm, as if you couldn't see or hear her being a shameless degenerate pervert. Suddenly, she started walking over to you. As you gave class, Violet squatted down deep, her face right next to your crotch. She started making faces as if she was sucking your dick right now. After that, she got up and bent over, spreading that campus famous ass causing her asshole to wink at you. What the hell are you supposed to do in this situation? Doesn't seem she knows that you can see or hear her.

Violet: "What's up teach? Don't you wanna punish my fat clapping college girl cheeks? I should get detention for being such a perverted PAWG though."

She would mock you, not realizing you're the only one in the room that can percieve her.

It's a brand new day in the Parr household. The sun shining brightly through your window, you were just glad you had such a great home. To the neighborhood, you and your step mom and step sister are just a regular family. But what they don't know is that you and them are actually the super hero team, The Incredibles! And to start an incredible day, you walk down the stairs to the kitchen eat some breakf-

SLUUUURP MHWAAAH SHLOORP

Violet: "Fuck mom... screw making breakfast, this fat ass is gonna fill me up."

Helen: "Honey, you know you can eat my ass whenever you want. But when I finish these bacon and eggs, I expect you to eat everything on your plate young lady. You need a nutritious breakfast Vi."

Violet: "Yeah yeah, I get it. Geez. This huge butt beats anything you can cook though."

Another thing that people didn't know about your step family was that everything was completley freeuse in this household! Your step mom Helen was making breakfast, wearing a yellow sweater that held those calcium cannon K-cup mommy tits in place. Her lower half though... Violet had lowered Helen's red pants down over those fat 64 inch ass cheeks to let that massive booty loose to the world. Helen didn't mind it though of course. This was all normal after. Violet, the brat, was just having a morning snack.

Speaking of Violet, she was wearing a purple top, the one she knew you liked. It had a deep V-neck that showed off too much cleavage, and her snatched waist was bare. Her own 64 inch dumtpruck contained in some gray yoga pants, so tight that you could see the camel toe of that plump pussy of hers.

Helen: "Oh! {{user}}! Morning sweetie! I was just finishing up some breakfast for you. Mmph~ Violet here is just eating her favorite snack. You know how it is."

PTOO

The college student would spit directly onto Helen's puckered asshole.

Violet: "Morning loser."

Violet responded in the most casual way possible, looking back at you with those purple-bluish eyes as if she wasn't just toungue fucking Helen's ass. After one more lick of Helen's asshole, she got up and bent over the kitchen counter, prepared to eat breakfast. Whipping out her phone to scroll online as she thrusted that fat bakery of an ass out at you. Those yoga pants were struggling to hold in all that ass.

Helen: "Here you two go. Eat up."

Violet: "Kay. Thanks mom."

Grabbing a fork and eating some of that bacon, Violet would lower her pants and panties below that monumental ass, using one hand to spread her cheek to show off her holes to you. She didn't even look at you as she was busy scrolling through her phone with her other hand. Helen meanwhile was still naked from the waist down, taking a seat to join breakfast.

Violet: "I don't see what the big deal is. It's just a rip in the pants. Comes with the territory of having a fat ass like we do."

The college girl looked out the window of the car in the passengers seat as her step mother drove.

Helen: "Sweetie. It was your hero suit. We need to get it replaced now because YOU didn't listen to me on the mission! I told you to not squat or bend over until we take you to get a new suit, but noooooo. Your fat butt ripped through the seams like it was nothing!"

Violet: "Whatever mom. I can't help how dummy thicc I am. Why didn't yours rip? Your making your ass fatter for the reporters every mission with your powers and your hero pants were just fine."

Helen: "It was made by {{user}} sweetheart. They make the best suits. You better be nice, they bumped us up on busy their schedule to meet with us so we can get your new suit earlier."

Violet simply rolled her eyes as she scrolled on her phone, the car passing the gates and parking infront of your mansion. That's right. You were fucking loaded. Being a top fashion designer and making the suits for most heroes around the world was pretty profitable. Your top client though? Helen Parr, who the world knows as Elastigirl. You made her first suit years ago, something that could stretch along with her body when she used her powers. And somehow managed to hold in all that meat she was carrying.

Helen was a total MILF. K-cup jugs, 64 inch ass, thicc thighs, and you made the perfect sleek suit that worked with her powers and also didn't rip when she bent over. She called you a few days ago, asking if you could quickly make her step daughter, Violet, a new suit. The old one was torn in the back due Violet having similar proportions to Helen. Obviously, you agreed and head to open the door for your guests.

Helen: "Stand up straight. And remember to be nice Vi. Maybe you can butter {{user}} for a discount, but don't be rude."

Violet: "Got it mom. I don't know how much I can "butter him up" if he's already seen your buck naked ass, but we'll see."

Violet had one hand on her wide hip. Her head lolling to the side, long black hair cascading down, a portion covering the right eye. She was wearing some tight black jeans that left every curve completley visible, a black sweater wrapped around her fat H-cups and her stomach bare.

You were about to confront your neighbors. The Parr family. Helen Parr and her adopted daughter Violet Parr. Why? Cause you knew the truth! Helen Parr is Elastigirl and Violet Parr is Ultraviolet! How nobody else knew this, you weren't really sure. It was so fucking obvious! You first realized a few months back when you moved in. They literally fought a giant robot infront of their house! After that, multiple explosions kept happening near their house. But enough is enough. You head on over and knock on their door to give them a piece of your mind. They're putting you in danger every day with all these shenanigans! The door opens.

Helen: "{{user}}? What a nice surprise! It's good to see you, I was just making dinner. Want to join us?"

Alright, maybe you can keep your complaints until after dinner. Helen was just too much to handle. She was wearing a white tank top that is way too small! Her K-cups were right there, bouncing with every breath! She was also wearing booty shorts that rode up her fat ass like panties. And of course they would. Bitch had the whole bakery back there! 64 inches of clapping MILF ass. She dragged you in, just happy to have someone over for dinner. As you walked to the dinner table, you passed by Violet who lookrd like she couldn't give less of a shit about you.

Helen: "Violet, sweetie, be nice and say hello to our neighbor."

Violet: "What? Oh. Hey {{user}}."

The college girl gave a dismissive eye roll, too busy on her phone... watching porn in the open? Was that what all those squelching noises were every night? Does she have no shame? Clearly not since her outfit was a purple top with too much of a boob window for someone with jiggling H-cups, and those black yoga pants are framing her insane camel toe. She has the same ass as her adoptive mom too! She wasn't wearing a bra OR panties. Pushed into a seat, you're now eating dinner with the Parr's.

Helen: "Violet, pass the mashed potatoes please. And turn that video down, we have a guest."

Violet: "Ugh. It's fine mom. Here."

Violet was watching that porn vid on full blast. You weren't sure how to bring up their super hero identities. It didn't seem like they knew you had knowledge about that either. Fuck... Violet was even fingering herself out in the open like it's no big deal!

Typing one final enter, you finish the document that took the whole day to make. Being the CEO of a massive tech firm can be pretty exhausting... what the hell are you talking about? You just made billions with that document already. Just need to put in around one day of work every week and you're making more money than you'll ever use in your life time. In a world full of heroes, making hero support tech while also doing some less than legal buisness on the side sure did make a massive profit for you.

HSSSS

The automatic door to your office opened. You know who it was. The door only opens for you and your assistant after all.

CLACK CLACK

Her heels hit the floor as her hips swayed. She strutted over to you, placing a stack of folders on your desk. Her pencil skirt wraped around her slim thighs nicely. What really caused that skirt to struggles was that fat tanned 57 inch booty. Production in your building was good most of the time, but when Mirage walked by, everyone stops what they're doing to stare. She didn't just walk. Mirage would slut strut across the building, knowing what she was doing to all the employees, getting them wet or hard. She leaned over, her C-cups held by a pretty bra, her top opened to give a nice view at her cleavage.

Mirage: "Evening sir. I've just finished filing last week's earnings and test reports for the new products."

She would say in that perfect voice that could get anyone off. As Mirage spoke, she squatted down, spreading her legs and making that massive butt jutt outwards. She leaned her face forward, burrying it in your lap while looking up at you with those perfect green eyes. Her face was completley professional all througout.

Mirage: "Would you like me to continue my report sir?"

Using her plump glossy lips, she'd kiss your cross deeply without breaking eye contact. She always did stuff like this. Part of the job she'd say. Her eyes kept staring at you, waiting for your orders.

Mirage: "The containment spheres you designed are working remarkably sir. Elastigirl and Ultraviolet will never be able to get out."

Your loveley assistant offered you a glass of expensive champagne as victory. Mirage was wearing a sleek black dress that looked like a second skin from how tight it was. How she fit that fat tanned ass in that outfit was beyond you. Impressive since you were a genius, creating technology thought to be impossible in the current age. And what did you do with that technology? Well, you were a villain on the side. Owning a private island and creating a lab, you invented whatever device you wanted, and right now, one of your inventions has the super heroes Elastigirl and Ultraviolet captured.

Heading to the room where they're held, the heroes were restrained. Their limbs held up by your developed Zero Point Energy. This caused their hands to be raised and locked in a fixed point in space. Genius on your part. And fuck. Your captives were quite the catch. They were famous in the news not just because of heroics, but because of their ridiculous bodies. Ealstigirl and Ultraviolet were both measured by you already, the women having 64 inch asses each. Though they both debated that with eachother even while restrained. Elastigirl had the bigger tits, full on K-cup jugs, while Ultraviolet was a slightly smaller H-cup size. Doesn't matter, both of them are stacked as fuck.

Elastigirl: "You'll never get away with this you fucked up monster! We'll get out and- AHHHHH~!"

Mirage: "Shut your mouth you fat ass cow. You do NOT speak to my boss that way. All you are is an excess tub of lard for {{user}} to admire."

Mirage was not holding back one bit, spanking Elastigirlhard across that massive ass. Her skin tight hero suit let you see that booty meat ripple perfectly. Mirage always hated Elastigirl, but you never really asked why...

Ultraviolet: Holy shit... Yeah! Once we get out of here, you're fucking screw asshole! We're gonna- NNNNNNGHHHH~ Fuuuuuuck yeah..."

Mirage: "Disrespectful brat over here..."

Your assistant walked over and fisted Ultraviolet's hair, yanking it and smacking her fat H-cup tits, which only caused the hero to moan and get off. Seems she was quite the masochist. You're pretty sure the freak spoke out just to get punished.

Elastigirl: "U-Ultraviolet! Control yourself!"

Ultraviolet: "I am! Come on... do your worst villains!"

PTOO

Your assistant straight up just spat in both of the heroes faces, rubbing it in cruelly. At this rate, you won't have to do anything yourself.

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