(This is a continuation of the previous “Supergirl Vs. Superman” story, so if you’d like more background in this story, you may read that one first. If not, then I hope you enjoy anyway.)
It was two days after Supergirl’s humiliating defeat of the man of steel, and he was still in bed nursing his wounds. He moved slowly to his side and tried to get out of bed, feeling like the soft mattress was a prison after what seemed like forever on it. Superman was always so busy leading a double life, he wasn’t used to just lying around. However, after the punishment he had received from Supergirl, he was just glad to be moving around again. He was too embarrassed to tell Lois what had happened, so he made up a lie telling her he had a run in with some unknown bank robbers who had kryptonite with them. He felt ashamed lying to her, but he would have felt more ashamed if he told her the truth. The truth that Supergirl, a girl half his size gave him one of the worst beatings he had ever received, and definitely the most disgraceful.
Superman slowly rose up and sat on the edge of the bed glancing at himself in the bedroom mirror. He looked much better, but still had a few remnants of the lost battle. His left eye was slightly closed, he had a bruise on the right side of his forehead, and as he carefully stood up he could feel his ribs on both sides burn in pain. I heal fast, but the pounding I took to my midsection is going to take some time before it feels any better, thought Superman. Superman was right, at least two of his ribs were broken, and a few more were badly bruised. His abdominal muscles also felt tight and equally painful. She was smart to go after my midsection like that to slow me down, thought Superman some more, I shouldn’t have underestimated her as much as I did. He was hesitating a little as well. He knew he would have to go over to Supergirl’s apartment eventually, and fulfill the bargain. Supergirl had told him if she won then he would have to do one thing of anything she asked, and Superman was a man of his word. He got on a different costume, as his last one was all ripped and torn from the fight, making it look like a tattered rag. Superman glanced down at the shredded costume and immediately felt a swell of embarrassment and slight fear as the image burned his brain. He quickly looked away and put on one of his spare outfits. As soon as he got dressed he felt a “whoosh” of air on his back, and as he turned around there was Powergirl standing in the bedroom of his apartment in her confident stance. Her arms clenched in fists as they sat on the sides of her waste, and her perfect posture pushing the massive cleavage showing on her chest out a little. Superman took a second before saying anything. Kryptonian blood sure does make the girls very “filled out”, thought Superman, admiring Powergirl’s body. Superman was right; Powergirl’s body rivaled even Supergirl’s. It was the same type, but just a slight upgrade everywhere. For example, whereas Supergirl was 5’6”, Powergirl was 5”10”; the tone, but strong quality of Supergirl’s body was there on Powergirl’s body except with slightly bigger muscle definition. Powergirl’s abs were clearly visible and each one popped out showing how strong they were. The muscles in her legs were bigger as well, her thighs much bigger than Supergirl’s. Even her other “attributes” were bigger, where Supergirl was a 32DD, Powergirl was a 32E; and Powergirl’s ass was also bigger and rounder than Supergirl's. Superman had every reason to take the sight of the other Kryptonian in. She had short blonde hair that came down to just below the chin of her perfectly round face that her round blue eyes shot her determined stare out from. Her tall body was not tan like Supergirl’s, it was slightly lighter shade, but still had good color. She was clad in a white one piece outfit that was very revealing and had on blue boots that came up just below her knees. The material of the tight white outfit was thick and it was cut very high on the thighs showing off Powergirl’s long legs. It also got smaller as it came down her body, narrowing at her hips so the bottom portion covering her pussy slim as was the one covering her ass. The white strand of material covering her backside only covered part of each ass cheek, not only showing off the outer parts of her “assets”, but also showing the strong muscle definition in them. Her long red cape went down to just below the back of her knees, and attached to her shoulders that were just barely covered by the bright white material. The center of her chest was also the center of attention. A large circle was cut out right where her large breast were showing them off to anyone who wanted to see. The cut out showed from the top of her breasts all the way to the sides and down towards her nipples, barely covering them. She loved her body and definitely wasn’t ashamed of it, no matter what anyone said. She also felt that there was nothing wrong with showing what was given to a woman. Grow up, was her response to people who had negative comments about it. Powergirl secretly liked the slight pause from Superman as he ogled her body for a second. “Seen enough?” Asked Powergirl, snapping Superman out of his stare. “What? I was just-“, said Superman, being cut off from Powergirl as she said, “Forget it, I’m used to it by now.” Superman decided to ignore the comment and said, “Is there something important going on to make you burst in my home uninvited?” He asked the question a little annoyed at her rude entrance. Powergirl just gave him a perplexed look as she still was learning earthly customs. She came off cold and rude, but she just didn’t know our traditions yet. At heart she was a good and decent person, her only flaw Superman saw was her almost distain for humans. She felt above them and most everyone for that matter, and her arrogance kept her at a distance from everyone. Powergirl continued on saying, “Yes, there is something important. There are not only civilian reports, but police ones as well saying that you and Supergirl had an argument on the docks yesterday.” An “argument” is the understatement of the year, thought Superman as he rubbed his aching ribs. “Now I come in and see you all battered from battle. Was there a disturbance that you and Supergirl had to fight off? I didn’t hear anything except for reports of large noises coming from the docks a little farther down from your altercation with Supergirl,” said Powergirl, Superman not believing how naïve she was being. “We were the disturbance,” said Superman plainly. Powergirl gave him a dumbfounded look and didn’t understand what was being told to her. “Supergirl and I fought, and we fought hard, Supergirl just a little harder, and…,” Superman hesitated, his pride almost broken, finishing, “and Supergirl won.” Powergirl’s confused look on her face slowly turned to disbelief and then anger. “The smaller opponent beat the last son of Krypton?!” Powergirl shot out the question loudly, almost not believing the words coming out of her mouth. “You let that smaller, weaker, and younger combatant defeat you in battle?!” Powergirl shot out, again in a voice of disbelief and anger. “Yes. It was a fair battle and she won,” said Superman shamefully. Powergirl then got really angry. “We are supposed to be the ones fighting for these humans, protecting them from evil, not fighting each other!” Exclaimed Powergirl. “It just got out of hand,” said Superman, “she was being arrogant and misusing her powers-“ and before he could go on Powergirl interjected saying, “Well I’m going to have a talk with Supergirl, and I should have one with you as well.” “No, don’t!” Exclaimed Superman, not wanting to make the embarrassing situation any worse. “I’ll handle it from here, I don’t want you to get involved in this mess,” Superman finished. “I don’t know if I could stay out of this,” said Powergirl, and she flew off before Superman could say anymore. I hope she doesn’t get involved and make things worse, thought Superman as he flew off towards Supergirl’s apartment.
Superman flew in through Supergirl’s apartment window, landing in her living room. Superman was a combination of embarrassment and fear on the flight over and as he touched down, looking around Supergirl’s home, the feelings doubled inside of him. He noticed how messy the place was with clothes thrown everywhere and just generally messy. He heard a noise and looked over to his right and through a narrow doorway he saw Supergirl’s bedroom. The bedroom was equally as messy as the rest of the apartment with clothes just thrown everywhere; however his focus was more on the person he had recently lost so horribly to in battle. Supergirl slowly stirred in her bed and sat up noticing the man of steel standing in her living room staring at her with an ashamed look on his face. This is just what she wanted, she had fantasized about beating Superman and forcing him to see her as a colleague and not just some kid, and now with the embarrassed look on his face as he stared at her, she knew she had his all this and more. She stared at him for a second and jumped her eighteen year old body off the bed to her feet and stretched her hands over her head. “Good morning, loser,” were the first words out of her mouth, “I was wondering when you were going to make your way over here. I figured you’d need a couple days to recoup after the beating I gave you.” Supergirl smiled at Superman who said nothing, still in disbelief as he stared at the body that beat him. As Supergirl stretched her hands over her head, her voluptuous body was something you couldn’t miss. She had her golden blonde hair in a pony tail that reached to just between her shoulder blades and her short light purple t-shirt she was wearing was tight enough to show off her massive and firm 32DD’s as well as her tiny and toned stomach as the short t-shirt stopped just above her navel. Her short shorts were white with light blue stripes on them and barely came down to cover both her firm tanned ass cheeks; they also showed off her long tanned and toned legs. “I didn’t expect you till later, supes, I was going to clean up, but since you’re going to be my slave for a week, I figured I’d have you do it,” said Supergirl laughing, putting her hands on her hips. “What?” Asked Superman with a bewildered look on his face. “Oh, yes,” said Supergirl, “I knew what I was going to do with you the moment we started to battle, although, for you it wasn’t much of a battle as a beating. Man, you do look a little worse for the wear, I really put a pounding on you, huh?” Supergirl laughed as she looked at the man of steel up and down with her cold blue eyes. His wounds all cleared up, but there were still some slight bruises on his face and she noticed his eye was still slightly shut. “Yes, you’re going to be my slave for a week. You’re going to do whatever I say, when I say, or else,” said Supergirl with a serious look on her face. “I don’t like this, but I’m a man of my word,” said Superman. “I don’t give a shit about what you like,” shot back Supergirl, “now get over here and help me get ready for my shower so I can start my day. Then after that you’re going to clean this whole apartment from top to bottom, GOT IT?! Now, come here.” Supergirl pointed to the ground in front of her, summoning Superman over to her like he was a dog. Superman slowly started walking over to the dominant blonde. “Now listen, Supergirl-“ but before Superman could finish Supergirl grabbed the right side of his rib cage with her left hand and snatched him by the hair on the back of his head with her right, squeezing both hard. The pain in Superman’s ribs was excruciating as he heard Supergirl say, “No, you listen, slave! I don’t want to hear a word out of you, I noticed your midsection was still hurting you as you walked over here, the hurt I put on you. And if you don’t want me to put more on you, you’ll shut up and do exactly as I say.” Superman felt the pain in his ribs start to throb even more as he felt Supergirl’s bare foot suddenly push against the center of his chest, pinning him against the wall behind him. He then felt the small right foot of Supergirl slowly move down his stomach as she was now sitting on the bed in front of him. Man she’s fast, thought Superman. The bare foot of Supergirl stopped over Superman’s crotch and pressed down gently. “You do understand, don’t you Superman?” Asked Supergirl, and Superman just nodded yes. The dominance Supergirl had over the man of steel at that moment was something she almost couldn’t control, she felt herself actually get wet from the feeling, as she had pictured this moment so many times in her head, but never thought it would have come true. “Good, I’m glad we understand each other,” said Supergirl as she stood up, “Now help me take these clothes off so I can get ready for my shower. Supergirl gently pushed Superman down to his knees and told him to take off her shirt. Superman’s hands took hold of the soft skin on the sides of Supergirl’s midsection and slowly started to push the thin material of the purple t-shirt up, revealing more of the large round breasts. Just then a female voice was heard in the other room saying, “I’ve seen enough!” There was Powergirl standing in her strong stance with her hands on her hips
Supergirl stared at the figure dressed in the tight white costume in her living room. Powergirl was a figure to be reckoned with. Her stature and body were unmatched. Her tits and ass are bigger than mine, and she’s not just toned, she has good muscle definition, thought Supergirl, noticing Powergirl’s big thighs, and man, I can’t get over how big her tits are. Supergirl was used to having the most voluptuous body in the room, and the sight of the new taller, short haired blonde girl with huge, firm 32E’s was intimidating. “This has nothing to do with you, Powergirl,” said Supergirl, “Our other Kryptonian friend here lost a wager, and now he must pay up. There’s no need for you to get involved.” Supergirl looked down at Superman and pulled him up by his hair roughly. “Isn’t that right, Superman?” She asked him as he slowly and with shame filled eyes said, “Yes.” “See, now why don’t you get out so I can finish up with my slave here,” Supergirl said, her penetrating eyes staring almost right through Powergirl’s. Powergirl took a step forward and as she did she saw Supergirl put her hand down the front of Superman’s suit and take hold of his manhood. The move surprised Powergirl and stopped her dead in her tracks as Superman winced slightly in pain as Supergirl tightened her grip a little. “You see, he’s mine now for a whole week, I won him fair and square,” said Supergirl smiling. “This isn’t right,” replied Powergirl, “we’re suppose to act better than this.” “We are, but Superman didn’t act the way he should have, and I punish people who don’t act or treat me the way I deserve. Our friend here found that out too late and now he must pay,” said Supergirl and she slowly raised her shirt revealing her perfect right breast. Powergirl was dumbfounded. Supergirl looked down, squeezed a little hard on Superman’s dick and said, “Lick, lick my tit to show this big assed girl how I teach my lessons.” Superman obediently licked and sucked the tit, Supergirl closing her eyes and moaned softly in pleasure as the warm sensitive flesh on her tit felt the wet mouth of Superman bring slight moisture of saliva over it. Powergirl’s jaw dropped and suddenly yelled, “STOP!” “Why, you jealous?” Asked Supergirl coyly as she pulled her large breast back and out of Superman’s mouth and pushed him hard to the ground hard. “You shouldn’t be doing this,” said Powergirl. “Well there’s not much you can do about it,” said Supergirl, “even if he didn’t lose, I’m not sure you could stop me anyway.” Supergirl then put her bare foot on Superman’s face and stood in a pose of complete dominance over the man of steel. “I could stop you,” said Powergirl. “Well, it sounds like you want to bet too,” said Supergirl as she took her hands and rubbed them up her sides to the sides of her breasts rubbing them gently. “What? Bet what?” Asked a suddenly dumbfounded Powergirl. This was like déjà vu to Superman, sounding all too familiar to him. This how she got me, thought Superman, she lulls you in with her “assets”, and then strikes hard. Superman wanted to warn Powergirl, but as soon as he spoke up Supergirl put her foot in his mouth and he almost choked she put it in there so deep. “I can put an end to this, little girl,” said Powergirl alluding to the fact that Supergirl was only eighteen and Powergirl was Twenty eight. “Well if I’m just a little girl, and can be beaten so badly, let’s make it a good wager. If you win, you get this chump back,” said Supergirl as she pulled her foot out of Superman’s mouth and put it on his stomach pressing down, sending an “oomph” from the Superman, “but if I win, I get the both of you for not just a week, but a whole month, sound good?” “What do you get mean the both of us?” Asked Powergirl. “I mean I get the both of you as my slaves for a month,” replied Supergirl, surprised at Powergirl’s naïve nature. This girl seems like she could be easily tricked, thought Supergirl, a bad girl would use that to her advantage, and she was smiling now. “And if I win, do I get you as my slave for a week, Supergirl?” Asked Powergirl quickly, shocking Supergirl who was not expecting that response. “Umm, yeah I guess so…,” she replied, still a little thrown off from the comment. “You guess so? And do I get Kal-El back as well?” Asked Powergirl. “Yes,” said Supergirl quickly, feeling that she was losing the upper hand now, and completely taken back from Powergirl’s sudden change of mood. “Good, so are there any rules to this, or do you just want to fight till someone’s down?” Powergirl now had a different feeling of dominance she never had before as she asked another question to the younger girl. Supergirl felt like she needed to get the control back in the situation and she responded reservedly, “Well if that’s ok for you, that’s ok for me, but let’s have an out, shall we? We each get one fall, one ‘tap out’, but if after that, one of us goes down that person loses. So at least you will have a better chance beating me, sound good? Oh, and after the first fall, there are no ‘tap outs’.” “Tapping out sounds like the cowards way out if you ask me, but if you feel like you need one, then go ahead. It seems like you should also get something for making the other person give,” said Powergirl confidently. Supergirl was a little intimidated now by Powergirl’s demeanor. Superman was condescending, but he had a soft, compassionate side that this woman seemed to lack, Supergirl had to think of something fast and tried to find some kind of weakness in her new adversary before the fight. “Oh, so you’re saying there should be a reward for making the other tap out, how about the one who is forced to give has to take off her costume? And since you like trophies so much, the winner gets to keep it. I’d love you have yours, I’ll put it next to the “S” symbol I tore of this loser’s chest,” said Supergirl, and she smiled as she said it, noticing a slight change of anger mixed with shock in Powergirl’s manner, finally putting a chink in the white clad armor of Powergirl. After a long moment, Powergirl astonished at what she just heard come out of Supergirl’s mouth, said, “Fine.” “Good,” said Supergirl, “I know I have no problem showing off my body, and I can tell you don’t have any problem with it either,” she said pointing at the large oval cutout Powergirl’s costume, displaying much more than a hint of what was underneath. “I won’t be the one taking off my outfit,” said Powergirl. As she said it though, Supergirl noticed she changed her stance a little and glanced at Supergirl’s body quickly. That could be something as well, thought Supergirl as she smiled to herself. “When do you want to do this, as you can see I’m not dressed for combat,” said Supergirl putting her arms straight out to her sides, shaking her tits a little. Powergirl glanced again at Supergirl’s body, taking notice of the large swinging breasts under the thing cotton t-shirt. She was checking me out, well I guess that could be a weakness, thought Supergirl and she laughed a little. “What’s so funny?!” Asked Powergirl furiously. “Nothing, when did you want to do this, or do you need time to prepare. The longer you take though, the more ‘fun’ I’m going to have with our friend here,” said Supergirl and she sat down on Superman’s chest facing his feet. “I don’t need any time to prepare,” said Powergirl quickly and coldly, “1pm, today, at the abandoned steel mill outside Metropolis.” Supergirl was a little nervous now at how cold and serious Powergirl got again. “Don’t want anyone to see me defeat you in front of a crowd of people, Powergirl?” Supergirl asked. “No, I don’t want anyone to see my true power and how I’m going to destroy you today,” said Powergirl. Supergirl was even more nervous now and the only response she could muster was, “Fine. See you at 1pm.” Powergirl said nothing and flew off. Supergirl again thought of how strong Powergirl looked and the seriousness in her behavior. She turned around, still straddled on Superman’s chest, and now facing him said, “Well I’m going to need some loosening up before this match,” and without saying anymore she took off her shorts revealing nothing but her shaved pussy underneath. She then put a knee on either side of Superman’s face and lowered her young pussy on Superman’s face. Superman went to licking the soft flesh without being told and Supergirl’s moans could be heard from three rooms down.
The long hot shower, not to mention the multiple orgasms he forced Superman to give her, had eased Supergirl’s mind, but she was still concerned about the upcoming fight with Powergirl. She put on her costume and checked herself out in the full length mirror in her bedroom wanting to make sure everything looked perfect, it did. She had on her normal outfit: small white sneakers covering her feet, very tight white t-shirt with a small amount of cleavage showing on top and cut just below her massive chest showing off her toned abs, the short red shirt that barely covered her ass with the red underwear underneath, and small red cape. Supergirl looked magnificent, from head to toe her body was flawless, even she had to give herself some credit on her near perfect body. She then looked over at Superman who was stealing a glance at the firm bottom of the young girl, he quickly looked up in at Supergirl’s face. She noticed he still had the broken, ashamed look on his face he did when he first flew in to her apartment. This made her smile and she said, “I’m leaving, I want this place spotless by the time I get back, and by then I should have yet another slave I’ve taken by beating the shit out of them.” Superman said nothing as the comment burned inside of him as he watched Supergirl fly off. Supergirl was reaping the rewards of defeating Superman to its fullest extent, getting an extreme excitement with every minute of it, she was hoping this feeling would give her an edge in her match against the stronger Powergirl.
As Supergirl flew over to the abandoned mill she thought her strategy over again in her head, she wanted to put her state of mind completely on the approaching fight. She would have to be smart, and use her speed, just like she did with Superman. Stay focused and try to make your opponent lose there’s, Supergirl thought to herself. She was very smart for a girl of eighteen years old and a comfort with her sexuality that usually a girl her age, and sometimes even older, didn’t have. I don’t know why people try to hide their sexual side, thought Supergirl some more, it’s ridiculous to keep all of it bottled up inside, eventually it can actually become a weakness. At least that’s what happened with Superman, she laughed to herself, and hopefully now with Powergirl. The area was enormous with rusted metal and machines everywhere, Supergirl observed as she neared the mill, the place looked like it had been deserted for a number of years. As she flew up and surveyed the area she didn’t see Powergirl anywhere, so she slowly floated down and touched down on the rough, rocky soil below. “I’m glad you showed, it would have been a shame and more painful for you if you hadn’t”, said Powergirl standing up on a large metal crushing machine. The strong loud voice startled Supergirl a little as she looked up and saw a perfect female image come into view as it hovered and came down to the ground. Powergirl looked like a picture of female perfection as she touched down; even Supergirl had to admire the view. Her physique was flawless. The tight white material covering the small part of her body you couldn’t see showed her toned abs, every one visible as it popped out a little, her large, ample breasts showing a large amount of cleavage through the oval cut out on her chest, even her large round ass that had a line of muscle running through it. As Supergirl continued to look down her opponent’s body she stopped at her thighs which were large and looked very strong. Holy crap, thought Supergirl, those things are huge, I definitely want to stay away from them, and even her arms are bigger than mine! Supergirl had a slight feeling as if she was in over her head now, but then she quickly reminded herself that physical strength was rarely the “asset” that won her fights. Powergirl noticing also that Supergirl didn’t look too bad herself. Her body was overall smaller than hers, but it was without a doubt toned and strong, and though her body wasn’t as voluptuous as her own, Powergirl noticed that Supergirl definitely wasn’t lacking in any female attributes herself. “Of course I showed, I’m not afraid of you, just like I wasn’t afraid of that arrogant jerk, Superman,” said Supergirl trying not to show her nervousness towards her adversary. “Show some respect toward Superman,” replied Powergirl. “Why,” shot back Supergirl, “he didn’t show any to me. He makes everyone around him feel so much smaller than him, that conceited monster, but I certainly showed him a lesson or two in humility.” “It’s true he does have a certain egotism to him,” said Powergirl thinking now at how Superman acted sometimes, “but you still can’t continue with treating him this way. It’s not right.” She started to see Supergirl’s point of view a little, but to her that was no excuse for the way she’s been acting. “I earned the way I’m treating him, I defeated him. I defeated him with not only my speed, strength, and smarts, but with every tool I have to beat him down,” said Supergirl running her hands over the thin white material covering the large, firm mounds of flesh underneath. Powergirl’s mouth opened a little as Supergirl caressed herself. I can’t believe it, thought Supergirl, she’s getting distracted just like that big idiot did before I beat him. I’ll keep this up, I want her mind as unfocused on fighting as I can get it. “Although this body is kind of hard to handle,” said Supergirl and she turned to the side giving her right ass cheek a slap. Powergirl snapped out of it as soon as the smack on the younger girl’s ass cheek hit and quickly said, “Yeah, but you still can’t do what you’re doing to him.” “Yeah, but nothing, he’s mine now, and I’m not giving him up without a fight,” said Supergirl. “We’ll see about that,” said Powergirl and walked toward Supergirl with a menacing stare. Alright, here we go, thought Supergirl, and started to make her way over to her opponent as well.
Powergirl threw a hard right hook, which Supergirl dodged, but then swung the same fist back hard, and struck the smaller girl hard on the left side of her face. Supergirl jumped back, in complete shock. Where the hell did that come from, she asked herself, this girl is fast, a lot faster than the big guy was. Powergirl wasted no time and went for Supergirl again grabbing her right shoulder. Supergirl focused on the hand grasping her arm and before she could think of anything else, felt the hard knee of Powergirl strike her in her left side. Powergirl saw the pain in Supergirl’s face and brought her muscled leg up again. Supergirl saw the strong thigh being brought up again, but could only watch as it as it struck her exposed side again. Supergirl yelled in pain, but was cut off abruptly as Powergirl kicked Supergirl in her chest as hard as she could. The force of the blow shot Supergirl back hard, making it look like she was shot out of a cannon. Supergirl would have kept going if it wasn’t for one the large heaps of scrap metal behind her. Her back hit hard, making pieces of rusted metal fly everywhere. She then slumped forward to her hands and knees trying to catch her breath. Before she could get the air back in her lungs, Powergirl shot over to her with her super speed, grabbed her by the hair on the top of her head, and pulled her up to eye level. She then quickly swung her head down while simultaneously bringing her own knee up and connected hard with Supergirl’s face. Supergirl was already almost out it when she felt an uppercut to her stomach. Supergirl’s sudden world of pain blinded her to everything and didn’t even feel herself get lifted in the air over Powergirl’s head and thrown into yet another pile of scrap metal across the wide space of the mill. She shot like a torpedo into the large metal heap, and the piercing sound of metal could be heard for miles as her body went through it. Supergirl lay buried in the metal pile completely dazed. Powergirl recomposed herself and started to use her x-ray vision to see where Supergirl had stopped inside the rusted heap. Supergirl had started to come around and decided to act impulsively. She shot herself out of the heap, with both fists forward as fast as she could toward Powergirl. Powergirl was quick to react however and grabbed both of Supergirl’s arms quickly, swinging her high up in the air and jumped off the ground with all her might, striking both her fists into Supergirl. One of the clenched fists inadvertently hit Supergirl’s right tit, but before any reaction could be seen from Supergirl, she was thrown back down to the ground hard. Her body hit hard and went into the rocky soil several feet before stopping. She got up and jumped away from the point of impact just in time as Powergirl landed both her knees where she was laying. Supergirl held off her attack as she rubbed the tit that was just struck by Powergirl. She saw the larger opponent stand up and say, “I didn’t mean to hit your DD cup, I’m also sorry they don’t appear to be as strong as mine, or as big.” Powergirl feeling over confident now, and Supergirl saw that as a good thing. “Maybe mine aren’t as big, but they are definitely strong, and soft too, you want to feel,” asked Supergirl as she rubbed her breast softly with her hand. “Don’t mind if I do,” replied Powergirl and shot towards the younger opponent. Supergirl was caught off guard and tried to dodge and block the series of punches being swung at her, but they were coming too hard and fast. Powergirl saw her chance and performed a perfectly executed right hook, smashing it on the inside of Supergirl’s left tit. The large mountain like mass flew what seemed like in slow motion to the side looking, like it was going to actually be knock off the smaller girl’s body, Supergirl’s face showed a picture of pure pain. Powergirl loved the look on the young face and took her time setting up her next strike before she sent a hard uppercut under her Supergirl’s small chin, sending the 5’6” body far off into the distance. Supergirl exploded into the air and flew, what seemed like forever, before finally hitting the ground in some distant woods, her body skidding across the soft soil fifty feet before coming to a stop. It took Supergirl several minutes to get to the cobwebs out of her head, let alone stand up. She finally got her feet and took in what just occurred. What the hell just happened, she thought to herself as she nursed the pain of her left tit from solid hook of Powergirl. The ribs on her right side already hurt and her head was pounding, not to mention the red mark on her face still burning from one of the backs of Powergirl’s fists. Well the only good thing about being knocked like a rag doll a few hundred feet is that you have time to rethink things, Supergirl thought to herself. She got up and stood for a second on her own two feet. Ok, this girl is undeniably stronger and quicker than me, something that Superman didn’t have over me, so I’m going to have to keep my distance with her and wear her down till my speed is at least better than hers, I doubt I’ll ever match her strength. Supergirl rubbed her aching side as if her body was painfully reminding her of that fact. Alright, calm down and use your brains, Kara, she said to herself. She noticed her costume was all over the place, so she fixed herself up, wanting to look like not only did anything happen, but better than before the beating she just received. If it looks to Powergirl like the harsh beating she just dished out did nothing to me, maybe it will wear on her psychologically, and she thought and hoped to herself. She then noticed a small tear in her white top at the bottom of the “v”, right where her cleavage line stopped between her massive tits showing a little more of them then what she’d liked. She’s going to pay for that, she thought, with an angry look on her face. When she was done fixing herself up, she shot up in the air, and made her way back to the steel mill.
When she got back, Powergirl was up in the air as well, scanning the area for her rival. She doesn’t see you yet, let’s see if I can get her off her guard at least, Supergirl thought and she landed quietly on the ground behind Powergirl. She then sprung up into the air and landed both of her fists in the center of Powergirl’s back. Powergirl felt the pain instantly and yelled loudly as she saw a flash of white in front of her as the agony ripped through her body. Supergirl then continued to use the momentum that was on her side, and drove the screaming challenger down towards the earth. The force of the landing exploded the rocky earth up, in all directions as Powergirl was buried twenty feet below it. I’ve finally managed to hurt her, thought Supergirl with a devious excitement inside of her, which means I can do more. The evil smile that Supergirl got when she was about to pounce on her hated prey came across her face as she flew up into the air and landed on the ground, ready to grab Powergirl’s leg. Powergirl, however, recovered quicker than Supergirl thought and, with a strong fist, exploded out from under the earth, sending dirt everywhere yet again. The fist landed right under Supergirl’s chin, knocking her up in the air and back into another pile of metal. Supergirl knew she had to recover fast, but as that thought came to her Powergirl suddenly appeared in front of her. Supergirl sent out a round house kick that would have knocked over a house, but as it hit Powergirl’s strong thigh it just hit with a thud. Powergirl smiled coyly and said with an evil in her eyes, “You’re going to have to hit harder than that to get hurt me.” “No problem!” Said Supergirl and she brought her fist into Powergirl’s stomach, again her it contacted with a thud and nothing more. Supergirl’s fist and leg actually hurt a little from hitting the steel thigh and abs. “My turn,” said Powergirl simply. “Mine’s not over yet,” said Supergirl and she sent an uppercut under Powergirl’s right breast, then a hard kick to her stomach, sending the larger adversary flying into the air. She landed on the ground hard and saw Supergirl was already standing over her. She’s quick, thought Powergirl, and although I’m giving her everything I have, it’s not affecting her at all. She felt a foot stomp her abdomen, then again and again. She didn’t have time to move out of the way, so she tried to tense her muscles as much as she could instead, but as she watched Supergirl’s leg, it was going up and down at a super speed, stomping her midsection over and over. Powergirl couldn’t keep her abs that strongly tensed for that long and she finally had to relax them. When they did, Supergirl felt it and she sent her foot as hard as she could down onto abdominals of Powergirl. Powergirl couldn’t tell which came first, the air rushing from her lungs or the sudden pain in her midsection. It felt like it went on forever, but, finally it stopped and Powergirl felt her hair being grabbed and pulled to her feet. She wasn’t ready to retaliate, but then she noticed that Supergirl was breathing heavy and wasn’t ready to go on just yet either. Maybe she does get weak, Powergirl thought to herself as she rubbed her throbbing midsection, feeling small rips over her stomach from the onslaught it just got. Supergirl couldn’t believe the pounding the bigger girl took before she started to get weak, and by then her leg was tired. It was still shaky, but she hoped her vicious stomping did some damage. It definitely did as Powergirl felt the aching in her stomach, but she still had plenty of fight in her and decided to take advantage now of the slight pause from Supergirl. She slowly positioned her feet and waited a second to get more strength. Powergirl quickly lifted her knee and drove right below Supergirl’s belly button; she instantly dropped to the ground gasping for air that did not seem to want to enter her lungs. “You have resolve, I’ll give you that, Supergirl,” said Powergirl, “but you have a long way to go before you match my speed and strength.” Supergirl heard none of what was being said as she was still wheezing from the blow, and barely felt the hard stomp on her back, flattening her to the ground. Powergirl then drove her right knee down, taking her time to center it on Supergirl’s back, pushing her deep in the ground only to pull her right back up. Powergirl turned Supergirl around, facing her up, and placed Supergirl’s head between her strong thighs. Supergirl was dazed, but felt what just happened and a feeling of dread came over her. “Get ready to beg for mercy,” Powergirl said and squeezed Supergirl’s head with her thighs. Supergirl instantly yelled in pain as it felt like her head was being crushed by steel clamps and slapped and clawed at the powerful thighs. “Just tell me you give up, Supergirl, and this will all be over,” said Powergirl as she poured on the pressure even more. Supergirl yelled even louder and in desperation punched up, landing a hit on Powergirl’s ass. Even her ass was like steel, thought Supergirl as she pulled her fist back, it hurting a little like it just punched an unbreakable object. She was desperate and punched again. “Just say you give so you can stop punching my ass,” laughed Powergirl. Supergirl’s nose then accidentally touched between Powergirl’s squeezing thighs, and a gasp was heard. That’s all Supergirl needed to hear and she moved her hands around the strong legs and rubbed the white material over Powergirl’s clit. Powergirl again gasped in pleasure as she relaxed her legs a little and said, “Stop, what are you-“, but before she could finish, Supergirl rubbed a little harder and as Powergirl knocked her hand away, she reached back around, between the large ass cheeks of her punishing opponent, and grabbed the material that was between them and pulled up. Powergirl yelled in pain as Supergirl forced the heavy material up between her opponent’s ass cheeks and pussy lips. The leg scissors let up even more and Supergirl pulled up harder, her arm now completely between the large mounds of flesh as it pulled the material, her hand almost to the center of Powergirl’s back. She felt Powergirl’s legs ease up even more as she yelled even louder in pain. Supergirl could see the white material pushing its way deep inside the perfectly shaved pussy above her. Powergirl panicked and sent two hard punches down on Supergirl’s face, but Supergirl just kept up. She sent more punches down and she saw a small trickle of blood from Supergirl’s nose, but she still felt the material of her own suit cause her pain in her most sensitive area. Man, this girl has more resolve than anyone I’ve fought before; no wonder Superman had a hard time with her. Then Supergirl felt pain in arm. Powergirl had clenched the strong muscles in her perfectly round ass and now it was Supergirl who was yelling in pain. It felt like steel squeezing Supergirl’s arm and she screamed in pain, feeling like her arm was going to break. The sight was embarrassing for Supergirl as she was screaming in sheer agony while her arm was caught in the round cheeks of Powergirl’s ass. “I can fight dirty too,” said Powergirl and gave a quick tense burst of pain before letting the trapped arm go. Supergirl held her arm and rolled on the ground in pain, tears streaming down her face. “I’ll give you something to cry about, Supergirl, this is an adult game, not a children’s, and to teach you a lesson, I’ll defeat you the same way you beat Superman, with my ‘assets’,” said Powergirl and she flew up in the air about fifteen feet and brought herself down, ass first. As Supergirl looked up quickly in fear, all she saw the tensed ass of Powergirl coming down on top of her. The force of the blow hit Supergirl’s stomach, forcing the air out of her lungs, and before she could recover the hard ass came down yet again, this time on Supergirl’s massive tits. She yelled in pain and Powergirl paused as she sat on top of her, looking down, smiling at her prey. “It seems those things can be pretty painful,” said Powergirl as she traced her finger over the thin t-shirt of Supergirl and around her dime sized nipples. Supergirl’s nipples got hard and she looked her blue eyes into her rival’s, and Powergirl said, “You like this? Well, I kind of like it too, but you’ve been a bad girl, and as much pleasure as these cause, I’m sure I can cause and equal amount of pain, let’s see how badly I can make the pain get,” and she started to pound Supergirl’s tits over and over. Supergirl could only tense the muscles in her large breasts as she felt the rain of punches coming down, tears of pain had started to well up in her eyes and slowly began streaming down her face as her breasts were being battered. Powergirl noticed how firm the young girl’s breasts were, she make them feel like steel when she wants them too, she noticed as she thought to herself. The small tear in the tight material of Supergirl’s top suddenly ripped open a little bigger, showing even more of her young, tanned cleavage, Powergirl noticed it instantly. “It seems your tits want to come out of their imprisonment, and since the person who is forced to give has to take off their costume anyway, let’s see if we can help them come out,” said Powergirl and she easily ripped the material cover Supergirl’s tits. The top ripped down the center like a thin sheet of paper, making a large tearing sound, showing all the flesh in the center of Supergirl’s chest to just the inside of her left and right nipples. Her breasts weren’t entirely uncovered and her nipples weren’t visible, but the large masses of flesh were as close as they could be to being completely exposed. It was like her shirt had a very deep “v” cut in it, showing as much cleavage as possible. Powergirl looked down and laughed saying, “I’ll get you out of that silly costume in no time.” Supergirl then felt the pain subside a little and looked through her tear soaked eyes. She noticed that Powergirl was blatantly ogling her chest! Well, now’s my chance if any, thought Supergirl and she brought her right fist up fast, hitting Powergirl in the side of her left tit. Powergirl yelled in pain and before she let another fist hit her massive mammories, she leaned forward and brought her massive chest over Supergirl’s face, holding her arms out to the sides by the wrists. Supergirl’s muffles were all you could hear as the 32E’s completely engulfed Supergirl’s face. “These will take you out no problem,” said Powergirl. Supergirl felt the massive mounds of flesh lift off her face, only to come down in a better position, smothering her more effectively. Supergirl couldn’t breathe and Powergirl wasn’t going to give her the option to give up, she was angry at the sudden blow her tit received and decided to just smother her opponent out. Supergirl thought quickly and realized that her challenger’s weakness was the same as Superman’s, this gave her an idea. Supergirl opened her mouth, taking in as much of Powergirl’s tits as possible and began working her tongue across the soft skin. Powergirl felt the warm mouth of Supergirl take in some of her large mammories, she was shocked and wanted to lean up, but the pleasure over took her logic side and she just moaned, enjoying the complete bliss of the moment. On her knees now, Powergirl leaned up slightly, and the slight evil smile Supergirl got when she was about to get the upper hand crept over her face as she took in a much needed breath. She didn’t take too long a breath, though, as she wanted to keep her challenger distracted. She saw Powergirl was on her knees now and she brought her knee up, finding the larger chested girl’s big ass, and worked her knee between it. As Supergirl slowly started to expertly rotate her knee and massage the soft and sensitive area between Powergirl’s legs, she heard a louder moan. Powergirl’s mind had a flash of thought through the unbelievable pleasure she was receiving, how is this young girl so good at this? As Supergirl worked Powergirl’s large tits with her mouth, going back and forth now from left nipple to right and back again, she lowered her knee slowly and suddenly brought the toned, bent leg back up as hard as she could, landing her knee right between the voluptuous girls’ legs. Powergirl shrieked in pain as she sat up quickly, only to met with another, harder, knee to the soft area between strong legs. The blow sent her flying off Supergirl and into a large, rusted out tow truck. Powergirl slowly came around, but Supergirl was already over her, she looked furious. Powergirl felt her wrists being grabbed and then she briefly saw Supergirl bring her knee up, and the last thing she remembered before the blinding pain was a knee flying past her inner thighs. Supergirl’s knee again connected with Powergirl’s pussy hard. Powergirl yelled in pain and as she was about to use her superior strength to throw Supergirl off her, she felt her tits being grabbed roughly and then squeezed hard before yet another knee to her soft womanhood. She screamed again, so loud that it could be heard for miles. “Scream all you want, but I want to hear you say I give,” said Supergirl as she now pulled hard at Powergirl’s 32E’s. She tugged cruelly at the soft heaps of bulky fleshy tissue, using them as leverage to bring her knee devastatingly up into her screaming foe’s womanhood. Suddenly she felt her leg get trapped between two steel like vices. She looked down and saw Powergirl had trapped her thigh between her own and before she could react, felt them squeeze. Pain shot through the nerves of Supergirl’s leg and tugged at it, trying to free it to no avail. Powergirl was in an extraordinarily large amount of pain, and she just wanted it to stop. Supergirl then sent a hard punch to Powergirl’s left thigh, then her right, then back to the left. Powergirl tried to feebly fight her off, but she was in too much agony to focus on anything else. Supergirl saw this and decided to take advantage of her trapped situation by sending a fury of punches to Powergirl’s legs. Over and over she punched with all the strength and speed she had at the well built thighs. As she punched the seemingly impervious muscles she felt her fists actually starting to hurt, but her anger kept her going. Powergirl didn’t feel it at first, but after the first few seconds a small sliver of pain started to creep its way up her legs. She got nervous now as she had never felt this before, her legs always seemed invulnerable. Powergirl’s fear got the best of her and she yelled, “STOP!” “Does this mean you give,” asked Supergirl completely out of breath from beating her opponent’s legs. “No!” Yelled Powergirl in Supergirl’s face. “Well, it seems you don’t want to take off that costume, why are you too embarrassed, well here let me help!” Supergirl shouted in Powergirl’s face and grabbed the bottom of the opening showing off the gigantic tits of Powergirl pulled her hands in separate directions, ripping the thick white material down to just above her belly button. The small tears that were already on Powergirl’s abdomen helped Supergirl rip it even easier, and her large tits fell out of her costume, putting them on display for anyone to see. “Wow, those things are big,” said Supergirl, she herself, even having to admire the large breasts now put on view for her to see. They were even bigger than Supergirl thought, and firm, they stayed right on the center of Powergirl’s chest with nothing holding them up. The nipples and areola were perfectly sized over each mound of flesh. “You bitch!” Yelled Powergirl. “Now that’s not nice,” shot back Supergirl and decided to teach her lesson in manners by punching each exposed tit once. They are big, but they’re not as firm as mine, thought Supergirl. “So yours are bigger, but mine are firmer,” said Supergirl. “Let’s see about that,” said Powergirl and she grabbed the sides of Supergirl’s head by her hair, tensed her chest muscles, and smashed Supergirl’s face onto her, now visible, tits. Supergirl’s face hit the tensed muscles of Powergirl’s tits hard and as she bounced off them she was brought down yet again, hitting the enormous chest and bouncing off of them once more. Powergirl then smashed her forehead on the bridge of Supergirl’s nose in a perfectly executed head butt and charged her heat vision. Through Supergirl’s dazed and fuzzy vision she only saw two red sparks of light glaring at her, then all of a sudden she was blinded by the red light and felt immense heat on her face. The force of blast was quick, and was so powerful it actually knocked the younger girl out of older one’s hands, sending her tumbling away like a rag doll.
Powergirl didn’t even think about attacking the downed combatant. She dropped to her knees as her legs felt a little weakened by the recent onslaught, but definitely more so of the pain between her legs. The assault her pussy sustained from Supergirl’s knee was almost unbearable, and took a lot out of her. It throbbed in pain, and with each pulse she grimaced. She was on her knees, one hand on the ground in front of her and the other tenderly rubbing her sore womanhood. She slowly made her way to her feet and had know urge to go on fighting anymore. She looked down and saw her ripped costume displaying her massive naked tits and got angry, bringing a little more fight back into her. Powergirl pulled the ripped material that was on her chest up and back over her colossal mammories. She glanced over at Supergirl who was rubbing her face. She noticed that Supergirl kept rubbing her eyes. She couldn’t see! Powergirl was ecstatic at the opportunity in front of her and summoned all her strength to get by the pain and take advantage of the situation. She finished fixing her costume as best she could and when she was satisfied she walked over to Supergirl who was on her knees, arms flailing about as she was unable to see what was in front of her. Supergirl felt a hand grab the hair on the back of her head and felt Powergirl’s lips next to her ear. She felt Powergirl’s breath as she said, “You’re going to pay for that underhanded attack.” Powergirl sent a hard blow to Supergirl’s face, and then forced the younger girl’s face to the ground at a blinding speed, smashing it into the ground below. Supergirl was in a vulnerable state. She looked like an ostrich as her head was buried in the ground while the rest of her body was on its knees, ass up. Powergirl saw the round tanned ass poking out a little from under Supergirl’s red skirt and couldn’t pass up the opportunity for revenge. She slapped the ass hard, and then again, and then again. She grabbed the red underwear underneath and pulled up, just like Supergirl had done to her, and was about to send a ravaging punch to Supergirl’s pussy, when she saw a leg kick back, knocking her in her already aching stomach. Powergirl flew back and Supergirl pulled her head out of the dirt, and noticed she had gotten her sight back. Unfortunately, the first sight she took in as she looked up on her knees was the image of Powergirl who was already standing back over her. “It doesn’t make any sense, you admired my tits so much, but then you punished them, it’s only fitting I should teach you a lesson…with them,” said Powergirl coldly. She then tensed the muscles in her chest once again smashed Supergirl’s face on them once more. Supergirl noticed they were firm and the blows did hurt, but not too hard as to cause real damage, they had a certain softness about them. Supergirl then said, “They’re not firm enough to put me out. They must be fun in bed, but they’ll do you no good here.” Powergirl was furious at the verbal attack, and amazed that this girl still had so much fight in her. She then said, “Alright, try this!” Powergirl then grabbed Supergirl’s shoulders and squeezed. She then swung her huge chest to the right and snapped back at her waste, slapping Supergirl in the face with them. The flesh hit hard on Supergirl’s cheek and the smack was loud as it connected. Powergirl got a sudden feeling of dominance of her current position and swung her chest back again and again and again. “You like these now, Supergirl? Is this what you did to Superman? Revenge is sweet, isn’t it?” Powergirl shot out the questions with each smack. Supergirl’s head smacked from side to side, her head getting darker and darker as she felt herself being knocked into unconsciousness. Powergirl suddenly stopped and looked down at Supergirl hearing her say in a drained and low voice, “Is that all you got, those soft things couldn’t hurt a fly.” Powergirl was stunned. How could this girl still be conscious, let alone still have so much fight left in her. She got suddenly angry and spun the dazed body of Supergirl around, keeping her on her knees and placing her head between the barely covered mammories. Supergirl felt her entire head enveloped in soft, warm flesh and her wrists grabbed and pulled out to the sides of her body. “I’m going to squeeze you into submission,” said Powergirl to a now very nervous Supergirl. Powergirl squeezed her chest slowly, gradually pushing the cheeks on Supergirl’s face together as the hold got stronger. If an onlooker were to be around he would have seen Supergirl’s head almost completely engulfed facing out from between the almost completely exposed tits of Powergirl. Powergirl squeezed down more and as she did, Supergirl’s head all but completely disappeared between the large breasts. Powergirl was squeezing now as hard as she could, and Supergirl definitely felt the pressure, but she held on with all she had and then all of sudden, couldn’t breathe. The oxygen was being completely cut off as she felt the warm flesh enclose around her squished nose and mouth. Powergirl have all she had now, squeezing down with all her might. Powergirl couldn’t keep the muscles in her chest tense for much longer and she suddenly felt a burning sensation between her tits. It got worse quickly and suddenly a red stream of light shot out from between her mammories. Supergirl had used her vision, sending out a powerful stream of heat, leaving a red mark on the inside of each of Powergirl’s breasts. Supergirl then spun to her left an smashed her elbow into the ribcage of Powergirl, making her lean to her side in pain. Supergirl then performed the move again on the same spot, and then again, and again. Powergirl yelled in pain and, sending her right foot forward as hard as she could, kicked Supergirl in the center of back as hard as she could. Supergirl shot forward like a rocket, her body landing with arms spread out on a large scrap metal pile fifty feet away. Powergirl was holding her ribcage, slightly favoring her left side, man, I hope she didn’t break a rib, thought Powergirl. She was not expecting such a battle from the smaller, younger girl, and as she slowly made her way over to her opponent, who was on her hands and knees now, she was embarrassed at amount of punishment she took so far. As she neared Supergirl, she took off in the air, coming down fast, landing both her feet hard on Supergirl’s back. Supergirl yelled in pain as the previous blow was already throbbing. Powergirl flipped her over and grabbed her by her torn shirt and said, “Give up, or I’ll punish you some more.” “What’s wrong, angry your tits couldn’t beat me, so now you want me to give up because of your embarrassment? I could take a beating from those flabby things all day,” replied Supergirl. Powergirl was flabbergasted at Supergirl’s response. How could a girl of such a young age have so much anger and resolve, thought Powergirl. “Fine, I still have some fight in me too,” she said. “How much more,” questioned Supergirl. “Enough for you!” Exclaimed Powergirl and she sent a hard punch to Supergirl’s stomach. Supergirl let out an “oomph” and Powergirl quickly spun around and straddle Supergirl, sitting on her tits, facing her feet. She said nothing and sent another punch to the small, toned stomach, then again, and again. “Give,” Powergirl yelled, but heard nothing, and brought both her hands over her head and came down with both fists. The blow came down hard and bounced Supergirl’s body off the ground a little. “Give now,” said Powergirl. A small, but distinct voice was heard from Supergirl saying, “No.” Powergirl rested and sat back, putting more weight on her ass. She heard a yelp of pain from the smaller girl underneath her as Powergirl noticed her ass was squashing Supergirl’s tits. “Oh, that hurts,” said Supergirl coyly, and she raised her ass and smashed it down on Supergirl’s chest. The pain was immense, and Supergirl slapped at the large ass smashing her breasts, but to no avail. Powergirl came down again, and again, “You say my tits couldn’t beat you, well let’s try my ass,” said Powergirl and she placed Supergirl’s round right tit between her ass cheeks and squeezed. Supergirl yelled loudly in pain, it was the worst pain Supergirl had ever experienced. Powergirl squeezed with all her might, and the fleshy mass squashed between her strong glutes. Just when Powergirl felt her opponent was about to give, she felt Supergirl’s nipple touch her pussy and she immediately let up, relaxing all he muscles. The injured breast went from being flattened to popping back its original full 32DD cup size and a sudden relief came over Supergirl. She is really sensitive there, thought Supergirl. Supergirl was panicking now and she had a sudden flash of anger. She grabbed both of Powergirl’s thighs firmly and pushed her tit deeper in Powergirl’s ass, making her nipple touch the soft pussy of Powergirl. Powergirl took in a sudden gasp of breath and stopped squeezing Supergirl’s tit as the pleasure shot through her body. Her breasts are so firm, I can’t believe how amazing this girl’s body is. The thought quickly left her as Supergirl pulled her hips down even more and motioned them back and forth, essentially fucking Powergirl with her nipple. Powergirl moaned and then snapped out of it, and pulled up, only to be pulled back down by Supergirl. Unfortunately, when Supergirl pulled down, she pulled too hard and put Powergirl’s large, perfect ass on her face. “It looks like I’m going to have to just put you out to beat you,” said Powergirl, “and my nice round bottom is going to do it for me.” She then rose up and smashed large round ass on Supergirl’s face. She came down hard again, and then again. She then just leaned back, wiggled her ass a little so Supergirl’s face was as deep as it could go in it and waited. This will smother out, she thought, and there’s no way her eyes are open, so I don’t have to worry about being heat visioned like my tits were. She rubbed the sore red spots that reminded her of the pain. Muffles were heard under Powergirl’s cheeks, and she just smile and said, “Oh, and if you try to bite me, this will happen,” and she sent a fist into Supergirl’s right tit, sending a muffled scream of pain out. Why would she force my ass deeper on her, thought Powergirl, but before she could think anymore on it she felt a warm wet feeling between her legs and she let out a quick, soft moan. Powergirl realized that Supergirl was licking her pussy! Powergirl enjoyed it at first, thinking what harm could it do. Not only will I smother her out, I’ll get something out of it at the same time, laughed Powergirl. The feeling got more intense now, and Powergirl had started to feel Supergirl’s tongue flick back and forth and then stick deep inside her. Powergirl started to feel hot and went to rise up a little, the pleasure becoming a little too much for; unfortunately she was stopped by Supergirl’s arms, holding down her thighs. She started to get nervous now and Supergirl felt this and started to lick faster. Powergirl was moaning loudly now and struggled against Supergirl’s arms to get the tongue out of inside her. How is she doing this so expertly, Powergirl asked herself, I’ve never had a feeling as intense as this? Powergirl raised her arms to punch down at Supergirl’s stomach, but she felt Supergirl suddenly push her way even deeper inside her now dripping wet pussy. Supergirl then felt for Powergirl’s arms and found them. She grabbed her wrists and pulled them back behind her. Powergirl’s large chest was forced out and now she knew she was trapped as her wrists were tightly held behind her. Powergirl bucked her hips uncontrollably now and weakly fought at the hands holding her to this sexual assault. This made Supergirl only go faster, and faster, Powergirl was begging and pleading now with tears coming down her face to stop, Supergirl didn’t let up. Suddenly Powergirl’s whole body tensed and she screamed as loud as she could as she came hard, and felt her wrists being released. Powergirl leaned forward on her hands and knees now over Supergirl. Supergirl took in desperately needed, deep breath. Supergirl then grabbed Powergirl’s head between her thighs in a tight scissor hold and as her legs were being slapped at, she saw the large ass bent over in front of her. Powergirl felt the white material covering her pussy being moved to the side of her big right ass cheek and Supergirl’s fingers start to work her pussy. Powergirl had just cum hard and now she was being fingered. Supergirl started slowly at first, but then sped up, every once in a while licking the wet pussy and slapping the ass in front of her. Powergirl was the one who yelped in pain now as she felt the hand of Supergirl smack against her ass. “Ooh, that’s sensitive for you too, huh? Just like those tits of yours,” said Supergirl playfully. Powergirl had tears streaming down her face and was both moaning loudly in pleasure and pain from the combination of being locked between Supergirl’s legs, having her ass smacked and basically being forced to orgasm, again. “Please stop, please stop,” Powergirl pleaded. “Do you give?” Asked Supergirl and as soon as she finished her question Powergirl punched both fists to the ground, shaking it violently. Supergirl shook and let go of her hold, and Powergirl rolled her body against the pile of scrap metal. Supergirl shot up and was now looking down at Powergirl who was breathing heavy and had not regained her composure yet. Supergirl reached down and pulled Powergirl up by her and started to throw punches at the weakened woman’s body. Powergirl tried to block the fury of attacks, but she was drained. Not only had she just been in a tiring battle, but she also had just finished having the most powerful orgasm of her life. Suddenly she felt Supergirl connect more and more with her punches. Supergirl focused more on her sides first, hitting her rib cage on both sides, especially the area she had elbowed early, and then she went to work on her tits. Supergirl’s speed at the attack made her arms look like blurs as Powergirl watched the destruction of her body in disbelief. Powergirl put both her arms across her tits in a feeble attempt to protect them, but then she felt right hook across her face and then a left on the other side. Supergirl had no thoughts in her mind except beating and dishing out pain on the larger girl in front of her. She brought up her knee and smashed it right below Powergirl’s belly button and then sent another one in the same spot. Before Powergirl knew it, she felt a hard knee every second hitting all over her midsection. Then a hard straight punch hit Powergirl’s nose, and she instantly felt a small trickle of blood come down on her face. Supergirl let up and was breathing heavy and noticed Powergirl was falling forward, not able to keep her own weight up. “Those things must make you top heavy,” joked Supergirl, poking her finger deep into one of the large tits, “Here, let me help you with that problem.” Supergirl then grabbed Powergirl’s wrists, and held them at her side, she then brought her body inches from Powergirl’s and said, “The pain you’re about to experience is only the beginning.” Powergirl was almost unconscious when she heard this suddenly felt Supergirl’s tits press against hers. “Yours are bigger, but mine are definitely firmer. Here let me prove it to you,” said Supergirl and she tensed the muscles in her chest and pressed forward. Powergirl tried to tense her own muscles, but her tits were battered at this point and she had used them so much in this match, the muscles were tired and beginning to weaken. Supergirl felt Powergirl trying to fight back with her own tits and smiled. “What’s wrong, not so ‘powerful’, Powergirl. Are mine too much? Just say it, say mine are better,” she said as she flattened Powergirl’s mammories with her own even more. Powergirl couldn’t believe at how solid Supergirl’s tits were, she thought hers were firm, but this is something she didn’t even think a woman could have. How are they so strong, she thought? Supergirl knew hers were firmer and pressed them hard against her opponents. Powergirl was moaning in pain now, and Supergirl said, “Just say ‘I give’, and this will all be over.” She heard nothing from Powergirl, and pressed down even more; Powergirl’s tits were all but completely flat against her chest, the large mounds of flesh looking like flattened pancakes. Supergirl got an angry look on her face and then started to bring her knees up, smashing them into Powergirl’s thighs. I’ll wear these things down as much as I can, thought Supergirl. She smashed her knee over and over, still surprised at the hardness she felt in them. After what seemed like forever to Powergirl, Supergirl started to feel them soften and doubled her efforts. She smashed into the sides of the thick thighs with all she had and Powergirl’s screams were getting louder and louder. Her tits were being completely crushed against her body like they were being steam rolled, and her thighs were now beginning to really hurt her and start to buckle. When Supergirl felt herself getting tired, she let up and took a step back, and still holding Powergirl’s wrists, said to her, here comes the icing on the cake. Powergirl barely heard what was said as Supergirl suddenly shot both her feet straight up in the air, the bottom of both her sneakered covered feet connecting a tremendous force on the bottom of each of her dazed foe’s tits. The impact was so great that both the massive tits shot up and smacked Powergirl in the face hard, smashing her head on the metal behind her. Supergirl laughed at what just happened, not expecting it, and she took a few steps back, holding a somehow conscious Powergirl up by the center of her chest, admiring her work. Powergirl’s head was slumped down, as were her shoulders and her costume was torn everywhere. She was almost completely naked as there were only strands and straggling pieces of white clothe holding the costume together. Her left tit was completely exposed, as was her stomach and most of her right tit as well. Only a thick piece of material stretching over her right shoulder, coming down, covering most but not all of her right nipple over her large right breast, and then continuing over her stomach and under her pussy was left of her outfit. Supergirl then punched her in the stomach, making her slump over and fall to the ground. She picked her up and bent her over, holding her arms behind her back with one hand and lifted her head up by the hair, so Powergirl’s tits were pressed against the scrap metal. Supergirl then pushed her body forward, so her tits would press against the heap for leverage. Powergirl moaned in pain and then felt a hard slap on her ass. Powergirl yelled loudly, snapping her out of her daze and felt another slap. “Give up!” Exclaimed Supergirl, and she brought another hand down when she heard nothing. “Maybe you think I’m not serious,” said Supergirl, as Powergirl thought she had never met anyone as serious in her life. She had never been beaten to this point and definitely not embarrassed to this point either. Supergirl then raised her hand as high as she could and came down as hard as she could. The smack could have been heard for miles, the strike was so hard a shock wave came from Powergirl’s ass, as the mound of flesh rippled in response. Powergirl screeched in agony as her tits were also suddenly pushed against the metal even harder. Then, unexpectedly, she felt a large amount of heat on her ass. Supergirl was now pouring on her vision on both of Powergirl’s large cheeks, the flesh getting instantly red. Powergirl struggled at the hand holding her arms and as soon as she got free she felt another smack come down, this time on the already reddened ass. As the soft flesh received another hit, another ripple went through the flesh, this time even going up her back. Powergirl crumpled to the ground, face down. Supergirl then jumped in the air and came down hard, smashing both her feet on the back of Powergirl’s already battered thighs as she shot up in pain. Supergirl positioned Powergirl’s hips where she wanted them, so her head was face down in the dirt and her ass was sticking up in the air. She grabbed both her wrists in one hand, pulling them back, another moan of pain came from Powergirl, and Supergirl smiled. She then sent a hook to the side of Powergirl’s ass cheek, flinging the flesh to the side. The pain was instantly sent through Powergirl’s body, as was the ripple from the impact and she screamed loudly. Supergirl did this again and again, until finally Supergirl said, “Are you going to give, or do I have to pound your fat ass some more.” Supergirl didn’t even give her time to respond as she lowered herself down, and pulled away the torn material covering her large right 32DD tit and spread Powergirl’s right ass cheek with her right hand and stuck her tit between the cheeks. Powergirl’s ass took too much of a pounding, and even if it didn’t, she was too weak to punish Supergirl by squeezing her ass cheeks together again. Supergirl then started to work her nipple slowly and then quickly inside her downed foe. Powergirl had already cum once, so she was already sensitive, and now the Supergirl working her firm, erect nipple and tit in her was almost too much. Powergirl felt humiliated, and Supergirl let her know it. “Wow, I’m about to beat you using just one tit, not even both of them, which would have been embarrassing anyway, but this is even worse,” said Supergirl blatantly mocking her moaning prey. Powergirl was embarrassed, but the pleasure being forced through her body was the main focus of her attention. She started to beg for Supergirl to stop, louder and louder she got, but Supergirl wanted to punish her as much as possible. She sent one more punch across Powergirl’s fleshy right cheek and she heard her yell as loud as she could, “I give! I give! Please stop, please stop, I give…” “That’s the second time I’ve made you beg today, I can’t wait to do it some more,” said Supergirl. Powergirl rolled over and took several minutes to even get to her knees. “I believe I win a trophy, as you put it? I mean there’s not much left of your costume, I can’t believe I almost beat it off of you!” Exclaimed Supergirl and Powergirl just looked up at her, struggling to get to her feet. Supergirl looked down at Powergirl with a dominant look and snatched the tattered clothe off her body, then grabbed her long blue boots and heaved them into the distance leaving her on her knees, completely naked. Supergirl took the scrap bit of white clothe and, even though it was battered, had to admire the perfect body of Powergirl as she stood there completely naked. “I’m not done yet,” said Powergirl weakly. “Oh, thank heaven,” laughed Supergirl, “because I’m not done with this fight or you yet,” and she flew up taking what was left of Powergirl’s costume, a small shredded piece of white material, took a rest on a nearby tree limb.
End of Part 1