Mighty Milfin' Mama Rangers 3: Costume Play

I wanted to cover all three rangers and their personal lives before digging deeper into their world. Not that I think the story will have much for actual adventure and danger, but they each deserve a look. Especially with their artwork coming later in the month.

Ochako took the longest to figure out. I didn't really want her to be an outright sub or masochist. She's just sort of cute, cheery and shy compared to the others. She'll just as gladly blow you up with her HOT Ranger butt powers.

Her wife knowing about her powers was the main difference in her familiy life (on top of being a lesbian with some adopted kids). Having her be a scientist felt like a useful background tool, on top of making her a cosplay/hero/roleplay geek just for kicks.

The Hell Razor was the toughest monster Queen Mystera had ever created in her time on Earth. The vaguely mantis-like humanoid whipped around its scythe-like claws and zipped around at incredible speeds.

Unfortunately, it was still nowhere tough enough to defeat the H.O.T. Rangers. When it went for Haruko, Tomoko blindsided it as she leapt at its head, spreading her legs to wrap them around its neck.

"Heavenly Trap!" the leggy milf shouted, twisting her hips acrobatically. She spun in place thanks to her suit's disregard for physics, whipping the Razor like a dizzying whirlwind before sending it flying into a brick wall. It bounced off it limply for a moment, just for Haruko to launch herself after it.

"Milky Hammer!" she announced, a glowing aura surrounding her broad bust as it smashed into the monster. The attack squashed his face between the wall and her tits before smashing him through the other side. The insectoid lifted itself back up unsteadily on its claws, snarling as it shook its mandibled head. 

"You won't win so easy," it snarled in barely legible Japanese. It spread its glossy wings and with a shimmer of strange colors across its skin, it activated its camouflage. Its wings buzzed as it went shooting off over the rooftops.

"You fools!" Mystera laughed from nearby. "You can't hit what your puny human eyes can't see!"

Ochako suddenly leapt into the air. The blonde, slightly pudgy milf in her red spandex and helmet had her famously juicy ass topped off by an opening in her suit, showing off the thick cheeks and peak of her crack. She thrust her hips out in mid-air to stick her butt out further.

"Not so fast! Booty Barrier!"

There was a rubbery noise as her butt suddenly squashed inward like something was squeezing her cheeks. Hell Razor reappeared with his face buried between her butt cheeks, a stunned expression on his insectoid eyes.

"Invisibility isn't any good if you're making all that annoying buzzing. You're not running away from this BUTT-le!" Ochako boasted. 

Razor tried to swipe at her with its claws but Ochako caught it by the wrist. She pulled its face deeper into her exposed ass and suddenly rocketed back towards the ground.

"Spike Squasher!" she shouted as she hit the ground with a massive shockwave. Hell Razor was briefly squashed again, this time beneath her ass for a few seconds before it burst into the lifeless black ooze the monsters seemed to be made of. It just left Ochako sitting in a vaguely heart-shaped crater that her ass attack had dug a couple feet into the pavement.

"Again?! How can this be!?" Queen Mystera demanded. “You Earthlings can’t be this powerful and tactically advanced enough to defeat my creations so easily!”

“Your unintentional compliments won’t get you off that easy, Mystera! You’re next!” Tomoko announced as the rangers regrouped.

“Bah! You’re beneath my efforts,” the mastermind huffed, crossing her arms over her breasts to squash them tighter into her corset. Her usual black portal appeared behind her as she stepped back into it. 

“Defeating such powerful opponents should be done when the stage is perfectly set. Until then, you lust-inducing losers!”

The last of her mixed taunts came as only her breasts jugged out from the portal, finally sucking back inside and closing behind her. The fact that she had never succeeded in doing much damage to her targets or civilians on top of her confusing behavior had left the rangers with little reason to chase after her beyond their usual skirmishes.

“I swear, it’s so hard not to blush with some of her insults,” Ochako giggled as she tugged on the spandex wedging up her curvy booty. A few of the civilians who had stuck around to watch whistled and cheered at the sight of the milfs’ latest success in protecting the landmarks of Japan.

“We should wrap this up before the fans get too crowded,” Haruko pointed out. “I’m supposed to help my son with his class project tonight, so I’d like to get ready.”

“Right. We’ll keep in touch on the usual secure channels,” Tomoko confirmed. Since they were still just a trio of moms, their “secure” channels were just a private text chat on Facebook. With a quick nod and wave to the crowd, they leapt off into the sky to head in their respective directions.

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Ochako’s last leap touched down on her apartment’s catwalk. The battle had been settled at a reasonable hour, leaving her some time before the kids got home from school. She still dismissed her ranger costume before slipping inside, just to be on the safe side. The bottom-heavy blonde heard the sound of typing from downstairs, letting her know her wife was home from work.

“Hey, sweetie. Just back from fighting evil,” Ochako greeted as she trotted downstairs in her simple red dress. Her wife looked up from her desk chair, turning it around to face her. She was a slim lady in glasses with straight blue hair around her shoulders. She wore a classic white lab coat over her semi formal slacks and shirt. She was the main breadwinner of the couple as a fairly respected scientist specializing in medical technology, allowing Ochako to settle in as a housewife/superhero. 

With her understanding of tech far better than her wife’s and Ochako being a pretty lousy liar, she had quickly turned to Katsumi for advice on figuring it out. She was still unearthing secret uses to the strange alien crystals they found, whenever Ochako could lend it to her long enough to study it.

“Ooh, you’re back early,” she noted cheerily. “It’s such a pain when those battles for the Earth cut into dinner. I should be better at cooking for someone who can revolutionize the modern defibrillator.”

“You’re just a genius to the core,” Ochako praised, squeezing her around the neck to hug her head between her boobs. “Ya big beautiful dork!”

“How am I the dork when you’re the housewife here? My subby little slut~!” Katsumi reached around and squeezed her wife’s juicy ass.

“Because you’re the one in a lab coat!” Ochako giggled. “And a science geek! Of course you’re the nerd of the family!”

“Oh yea? Well you know what else this nerd’s into?” 

Ochako squeaked sheepishly as Katsumi spanked her hard enough that it sounded throughout the living room.

“Having special roleplay time with my cute cosplay wife~!”

“Well… it’s not technically cosplay…” Ochako said with a sheepish smile.

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“Aha! Not so fast, Dr. Hentai!” 

Ochako hopped into the bedroom, already changed into her HOT Ranger uniform. Her wife was lounging on the bed wearing nothing but one of her lab coats. She kept her usual white one on for work, but she had taken one of her more personal favorites out; one done all in black with a sleeker, more stylish material. She wore absolutely nothing underneath.

“Well well, Ranger O! It seems you’ve come to foil me again~!” Katsumi cooed in a seductive voice.

“That’s right!” the bottom-heavy heroine chimed triumphantly, striking a pose with her hands on her hips. “Now are you coming quietly or is it going to take some H.O.T. karate to take you down?”

“Oh I’m clearly outmatched!” Katsumi/Dr Hentai gushed as she put an arm melodramatically to her forehead. “I’m smart enough to know you’re all brawn and beauty rolled into one.”

Ochako blushed a little at her wife’s flattery as she held out her hands for her as if waiting for a pair of handcuffs. The red ranger grabbed her by the arm and forced her to stand, just for Katsumi to quickly reach into her breast pocket. She stuffed a pill into her curvy wife’s mouth, left unprotected by her half-helmet. 

“Mm! Wha-what the?!” Ochako gasped dramatically. “What was that!?”

“My latest invention!” Katsumi purred seductively. “I created the Hatsu’s Children’s Chewable Vitamin; the exact formula to counteract your powers! You’ll feel yourself getting weak in mind and body any second now!”

“Ohhhh~!” Ochako moaned, playing along as she rubbed her hands over her body sensually. “How… how can this be? So weak and dizzy…”

“Oh, it should disable your costume,” Katsumi added. Ochako briefly nodded and disabled her spandex outfit, appearing naked in front of her wife as she gave a half-assed attempt at covering herself.

“Oh, not the helmet,” Katsumi corrected. “I want to save that.”

Ochako took a calming breath before just summoning her helmet back on.

“Perfect,” Katsumi affirmed. “Now then! I have you right where I want you. Come to me, my powerless pet!”

Ochako moaned and stumbled sluggishly towards her. “Oh noooo. Can’t… help. So attracted… to Dr. Hentai. Must stop… evil… but so sexy…”

“Exactly! You’ll find yourself mindlessly obedient to me no matter what your foolish hero instincts tell you to do!” 

Ochako reached the bed where Katsumi gave her a few light slaps to her face. She flinched but did her best to remain zombified for her roleplaying lover. When Katsumi pinched and twisted her nipples, she squealed and squirmed in place as she hopped in place awkwardly. 

“Ohhh you can’t get away with this~! But so sexy~!” Ochako whined. “If only I had my powers…”

“Yes, speaking of… let’s just see who it is under the mask.”

“Ohhh,” Ochako mused quietly to herself, but she stayed patiently still as she let her wife remove her helmet.

“Aha~! So your secret identity is a beautiful and defenseless single reporter Ochako-chan!”

Ochako blushed and bit her lip. Whatever her wife had in mind for her roleplay, she had thought about it plenty. She had trouble keeping up with it sometimes.

“Well what better way to seal your fate, my lovely hero, than by making you my own personal bride and minion!?”

“Um… noooo~!” Ochako cooed 

“Oh yes! You can feel your mind and heart melting for me, can’t you?”

“Oh n-no… yesssss~!” Ochako sighed, laying her head in Katsumi’s lap.

“What am I saying? My… my arch… my wife is so lovely~!” she cooed submissively.

“There’s a good submissive super slut,” Katsumi cooed as she stroked her wife’s hair lovingly. “Doesn’t it feel better to let your mind slip away as I take it from you?”

“Mmmmhm,” Ochako sighed, really just enjoying the attention of playing with her hair. “Soooo much better.”

“Then get up here and let me see that famously powerful booty of yours.”

Ochako obediently climbed onto the bed and stayed on all fours, bending over to off her plump and heart-shaped ass to her wife. Katsumi took her time rubbing and massaging it, lifting and cradling her cheeks. She started to plant firm kisses and gentle nibbles on the soft and tender skin that kept Ochako moaning and wiggling her hips for more.

“Some heroine. Already putty in the hands. None can outlast the genius of Doctor Hentai,” Katsumi boasted.

“N-no one,” Ochako moaned as all the attention started to get to her. Her wife’s roaming hands cupped under her hips, starting to rub at her damp bush and pussy. She moaned and slowly rocked on her knees, grinding her pussy lips against Katsumi’s fingertips. She was leaking over her wife’s hand by the time she spread Ochako’s cheeks and buried her tongue into her asshole.

“Ahhh~! N-not there! I… You can’t do this. I’m a superhero~!” Ochako objected half-heartedly. Between the fake mind control and just being too horny to think straight, she couldn’t put up much of an act in her protesting.

Katsumi’s soft, evil laughter made her tongue curl and flex inside her, getting Ochako’s mouth to drop open and her eyes to roll back. She took her mouth back from her anus as she dipped her fingers deeper into the undressed ranger’s pussy.

“You’re my bride and my toy first, Slutter O.”

“Huh?”

“Like instead of ranger. Slutter. You know what? Forget it,” Katsumi dismissed. “Now go to the closet, my little butt slut, and fetch me… The Device!”

“Yes, my… my love…” Ochako mewled. She walked to the closet, taking her time to wiggle her thick hips for her wife and savor the tingle between her legs and cheeks. She opened the closet and took out her wife’s strapon. It was large and pink with a number of ridges that reminded Ochako of a cartoonish Christmas tree, getting slowly wider as it went down towards the base. Ochako turned to bring it to Katsumi when the blue-haired woman waved a scolding finger.

“Ah ah. Bring it like a good puppy.”

Ochako blushed and let out a giggle as she went to all fours, putting the toy between her lips and carrying it to her like an obedient dog. She wasn’t really a masochist, but she liked being controlled and embarrassed in the bedroom. After a busy day or blowing up monsters, letting go and letting someone else take over for a while felt great.

Once she reached the bed, she helped Katsumi into it before returning to all fours. She stuck her ass up in the air and spread her legs enough to offer up her pussy.

“Such a good girl. I’m glad to see you had this weakness to you all along for such a powerful heroine! Now to rob you of the last of your goodness and inject you with my purest evil!”

Ochako gave a short, sharp wail as her wife thrust the strapon into it. She felt a small popping sensation inside her whenever one of its ridges pushed into her or slipped out, massaging the depths of her pussy. Katsumi’s thrusts made her body quake, and whenever the horny scientist wasn’t groping and rubbing her breasts she was slapping Ochako’s meaty ass cheeks. The soft sting and the constant jiggling kept her focus on her hips whenever her mind started to wander too far into her lusty numbness.

“Isn’t this better, my tame little super wife? It’s much better than being fearless and powerful, isn’t it?” Katsumi moaned as she rubbed against her shorter end of the sex toy.

“Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me, doctor!” Ochako panted, slapping her ass rapidly against her wife’s hips. She bit her lip or gasped every time she took the strapon up to its wide base but kept bouncing her pussy back into it for more. Her buns kept wobbling out of control as she begged her wife to go on.

“Take me! Use me! Use your super slut like the good piggy slut she is!”

Katsumi grabbed her hips, squeezing the meaty cheeks hard enough to rake her nails across the skin. Ochako broke into a shrill cry as the small, sharp pain contrasted with the rush of lust running through the rest of her body. Her mind broke for a moment as she went into a vibrating, rambling moan, shuddering as she came over her wife’s lap. Her violent orgasm tugged and shook the strapon enough to stir it up on Katsumi’s end, unwittingly bumping it over and over against her clit. The slimmer wife had to drop her act and wrap her arms around Ochako’s plump belly as she leaned into her, shivering through her own intense orgasm before they collapsed on top of each other. They caught their breath together as Katsumi finally thought to slowly pull the dildo back out of her wife.

“Beautiful. As always,” Katsumi sighed. She leaned over to kiss Ochako’s cheek as she detached the strapon from her hips. “So did you remember to put your clothes in the pocket dimension like I taught you?”

Ochako took a minute to find her words, but she nodded wearily. “Yes, mistress… I mean, sweety.” She held out a hand and her clothes from before her transformation reappeared neatly folded on the bed.

“I need to try to cheat at folding laundry next time I have the chance,” Ochako giggled. She sighed and dismissed her powers, letting the small alien crystal reappear in her hand.

“So should I be worried about you hatching any actual evil schemes?” Ochako teased as she hugged her wife tightly.

“Oh you know me,” Katsumi sighed. “I cum once and all the evil just rushes right out of me.” She pondered for a moment before tapping the hand holding her morphing crystal.

“Can I see that?”

Ochako shrugged and passed it to her. Katsumi frowned and seemed to focus on it for a moment before handing it back.

“What was that?”

“Another experiment. Even after you just used and released it, it doesn’t response to anyone else but you.”

“Probably because I used it first,” Ochako said with a shrug. “Like it’s… part of my energy waves or something.”

“That’s not real, sweetie,” Katsumi said with an affectionate pat on her wife’s big ass and a kiss on her cheek. “It’s probably just that you’re something special. Like I always told you way before you had powers.”

Ochako just beamed at the praise and snuggled up to her wife, deciding to get a little more naked cuddles in before the kids got home.