Supergirl: Kissin' Cousins...

Chapter One

"Death and the Supermaiden"

Linda Danvers (AKA Supergirl, the Maid of Steel) was thinking.

Serious thinking, she was doing the deepest contemplation of her entire nineteen years of life.

She was, as a matter of fact, meditating on the possibility of her own death.

"I should be crying and in hysterics" thought the heroine marveling at her own un-natural poise.

"It is not like a semi-divine being prophesies your own death every day" she reflected.

She was seated on the divan of the Danvers' living room her shapely legs draw up under her chin; she was wearing a miniskirt and soft blue knee socks.

She had a curiously detached look as her foster parents argued strenuously.

"Linda this is crazy! -Are you listening Lin-da!!?"

Her stepmother's voice snapped the disguised heroine out of her revelry.

"I know Mom..." said the heroine a trifle listlessly.

"I mean just because all three of us had the same dream..." Edna (Supergirl's stepmother) was starting to repeat herself.

"The Spectre never lies Mom," said Linda quietly.

Her step father Fred broke in "How do you even know it was the Spectre - you have so many opponents who have telepathic powers - like that run in you had with the Kryptonite Kid a while back!"

Linda sighed, "This sort of visitation is beyond the powers of someone like the Kryptonite Kid Dad..."

"Well then some other super-character maybe your friend Saturn Girl has gone bonkers or something!" Fred subsided disgusted and concerned.

After a pause Linda spoke up again "Dad... Mom, the thing about the Spectre is...he guards the line between this life and the next and he can't be faked or impersonated or anything like that. That is why when he speaks we have to listen because it can't be anyone else but him!"

Edna started crying quietly "Buh - but you are too young to die!" She dissolved into sobs burying her face in her husband's shoulder.

"This is sick!" snarled Fred "What kind of sadist tells a young girl she is fated to die before her twenty-fifth birthday!??"

"Daddy..." said the disguised heroine evenly "It's not like he didn't give me a choice...."

That was a much as Linda could get out she fighting off tears herself.

"A fine choice - what is this world coming to?!" roared Fred "die or - or...have a baby before your twentieth birthday!"

Linda looked concerned she wrapped her arms around her foster father's shoulder.

She laid her head there with perfect comfort.

"Daddy please calm down we have time to consider things...I mean a baby wouldn't be such a bad thing. On Krypton it was considered normal for women to get their child bearing down early in life and then move on to other pursuits when the kids were grown".

That revelation only made Edna cry all the harder..."But what about a husband??" she wailed.

" Well I admit there are problems...I understand though, if you can't be there if I have a child out of wedlock I'll go..." the pretty coed was rambling uncertainly.

"GO NOWHERE YOUNG LADY!" yelled Fred "We didn't adopt you only lose you because of some prophecy! Baby and a husband or baby alone we are sticking together, we three!!"

Fred hugged the women in his life to him with a fierce passion.

They weren't beat yet, Linda would figure a way out of this mess she always did!

"Oh Daddy!" wept Linda with some joy she as kissed her foster father on the cheek.

The three Danvers held that hug for an eternity, and then slowly Linda disengaged herself.

The Girl of Steel stood up and dried her tears, smiling bravely,

"Well no matter what Supergirl still has to go on patrol!"

"Linda darling do you think after all that has happened..." began her foster mother.

"No I think a little flying and crime fighting will clear my head!" announced the heroine.

Fred put on a brave face "Go get em' tiger! We'll figure something out tomorrow!"

Linda blew them a kiss as she moved towards her secret exit in the basement.

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Downstairs out of sight of her foster parents, Linda entered a secret room she and her father had built shortly after her global debut four years earlier.

A hatch set in the floor lead to her secret exit tunnel that ensured no one saw the mighty Supergirl flying in and out of the Danvers' residence.

Otherwise it contained a electronic link to Superman's Super computer in the Fortress of Solitude, a full length mirror, a vanity table and closet containing spare Supergirl costumes.

Linda stripped in a pre-occupied fashion doffing her socks and skirt and unbuttoning her blouse. She removed her brunette wig and stood in front of her mirror a blonde vision in lacy bra and panties.

She pursed her lips critically and laid a distracted hand over her marvelously taut stomach.

"I'm too young to have a baby," she thought.

She stared her tummy for several seconds trying to imagine what she'd look like pregnant.

Supergirl smiled, Kryptonian women weren't supposed to fear childbirth.

Her late father Zor-El claimed that Alura, her mother, resumed her astronomy work the same day that Supergirl was born!"

"Maybe I'm not too young at that..." thought the Maid of Steel "After all what is a belly for?"

Supergirl darted into her closet and emerged with her traditional blue long sleeved mini-dress costume...shimmying sensually (alas no one was there to drink in this divine vision of female beauty) she donned the costume and tugged her cape into place.

Conspicuously she was barefoot and she left off her costume's gold belt.

Then picking up a pillow from her vanity's chair Supergirl carefully stuffed it up her dress until it came to rest against her belly.

She turned around and gave herself a hard look in the mirror - the effect was magical...discounting the fact that she had a pillow up there Supergirl didn't look half bad as a mom-to-be.

"Of course it's only a pillow" said the Maid of Might aloud.

Still it was an intriguing look...and her costume could probably function very well as a maternity shift.

Supergirl struck out one leg and adopted a pouting model type pose; which is when she noticed it, she was adorably barefoot!

"Barefoot and pregnant!" said the teenaged crime fighter to no one in particular.

She then laughed heartily and fished the pillow out of her costume.

Kara was still giggling as she put on her belt and tugged on her tight red boots.

It was the first decent laugh she'd had since the Spectre's familial visitation the night before.

"No matter what, crime doesn't wait for Supergirl!" thought the Princess of Power "Just got one quick errand to run first though!"

And with that the mighty Supergirl dove down her exit shaft and out into the night sky.

Chapter Two

"What screams may come..."

"With this ring I thee wed!" said Dick Malverne firmly.

Supergirl actually felt dizzy and weak in the knees as he put the tiny gold circlet on her dainty finger.

It felt sexy and dangerous to the Maid of Might!

The heroine blushed furious - and why not it was after all Supergirl's wedding day!

She wore her "contempo costume" with its micro-miniskirt, red thigh high boots and sophisticated red cloak.

Her ring hand was in Dick's mighty paw the other clutched a bouquet of flowers.

"I now pronounced you, man and super-wife!" intoned the minister.

Supergirl broke out into smiles as the congregation cheered she was so lucky to be marrying her childhood sweetheart Dick Malverne the cutest boy at Midvale High!

Dick swept the Maid of Might up in his arms and planted an almighty kiss on those red, upturned, oh so anxious lips.

Kara's eyes closed for one perfect moment she was lost in the kiss.

A collective "Aaaaawwwww" went up from the audience as the newlyweds kissed for the first time as a married couple.

Of course, Dick's eyes were closed too...and being a bit anxious he accidentally stepped on Supergirl's foot.

A stab of pain went up the heroine's shapely leg - Supergirl broke the kiss and yelped in pain.

She pulled her head back and smiled wanly.

"Au! Dick! Careful with those feet!" joked Supergirl.

Dick looked suspicious and astonished "You - you felt that?" he inquired.

Supergirl's baby blue eyes batted wide open "I - I did feel that! Great Krypton! I think I've lost my powers!!"

Dick narrowed his eyes and stared hard at his bride.

"What is going on here?" he muttered crossly "I married a Supergirl!"

The wedding guests murmured unpleasantly among themselves

The Maid of Might looked around frantically taking two steps off the altar she tried to make a leap in the air only to flat on her face at the feet of the amazed minister.

Half a dozen arms from the wedding party pulled the disheveled heroine to her feet.

"I - I couldn't fly! I can't use my vision powers I'm - I'm weak!" babbled the ex-Girl of Steel.

"Can't fly eh? A likely story" said the groom with uncharacteristic venom.

Supergirl still leaning on the groom's contingent could only stare in open-mouthed astonishment at her husband's sudden hostility.

Dick turned from his wife with a angry snarl to the assembled guests he roared "Someone has kidnapped Supergirl and sent this lunatic in her place!"

"Dick NO!" pleaded Kara.

An ugly buzz went up in the church...kidnapping Supergirl on her wedding day was serious business!

The former Maid of Might was in tears "Puh - please! I'm the real Supergirl I've just lost my powers that is all!" she sobbed.

Everyone looked skeptically at the powerless heroine.

"I am or I was...," she said uncertainly.

"So what is up with the super powers?" said a sarcastic voice from out of nowhere.

"I - I don't know" stammered the Maid of Might.

Tears sprang to her eyes.

The Groom's party was restraining Supergirl; only a few moments ago she could've shrugged them off like dust now she was as weak as any ordinary woman. She strained though against the restraint with no effect.

"Someone call the police," yelled Dick "The real Supergirl is missing!"

And then the sun caught Kara's wedding ring causing it shine brightly.

Kara winced involuntarily she was now annoyingly vulnerable to the slightest things!

Briefly however her attention was centered on the ring, the symbol of her now lost happiness.

To get it out of the light Kara brought the ring up to eye level.

"Dick darling...this ring, you have to be the father of my baby or else..." she trailed off there was something odd about her ring.

"Baby? What have you done with Supergirl you Jezebel!" blazed Dick.

Kara wasn't listening; her wedding ring didn't "feel" right!

Through her sobs and tears the heroine examined it closely, it felt curiously light for a gold band.

And then it hit her "This ring it's made of gold kryptonite!" yelled Supergirl "The one substance that can permanently rob me of my super powers!"

Kara looked at her husband teary-eyed and stricken...pleading for understanding with her eyes.

Dick looked back at her red faced, in obvious pain, under guard from the wedding party - this wasn't the Supergirl he knew and loved!

He turned from her contemptuously..."Gold kryptonite - have you ever heard such a story?" he howled.

Some in the back yelled "Call the mental asylum that girl is crazy!"

Supergirl was struck with a real fear now she struggled to escape her captors to no avail.

"You don't understand!" she wailed, "It was gold kryptonite!"

The crowd suddenly parted there were two tall well-built men standing before Supergirl in white medical tunics.

"That was quick!" remarked the minister tunelessly.

"We were in the neighborhood" said the taller of the two.

"We get this a lot on wedding days!" said the other.

"What is this little lady's problem?" sneered the tall attendant.

"She's nuts, married a guy and now claims she Supergirl!" said a gruff voice behind Kara.

One of the attendants smirked "Oh she'll be in good company at Happy Acres...we have a whole ward full of Supergirls!"

"Nooo-oooo!" whined the heroine "It was gold kryptonite, GOLD KRYPTONITE it destroyed my powers I'm really Supergirl ah I mean I was Supergirl I mean....."

"She really is crazy," groused the Groom.

Kara panicked and started crying and screaming "Dick DICK! Tell them how I'm the real Supergirl t - tell them!"

Dick looked almost pained "Take her away she is a sick woman!" he said.

The two beefy attendants soon manhandled the Girl of Steel into a tight fitting straitjacket and frog marched her out of the Chapel.

Nobody believed she was Supergirl she wept and pleaded to no avail her friends and wedding guest turned from this humiliating scene in disgust.

Outside Supergirl was bundled into a spacious ambulance without too much fuss or bother.

Helplessly she stared through the window yelling for Dick...her friends and the other guest were all gathered around the crestfallen groom comforting him.

The ambulance pulled away Supergirl sat on the floor and wept piteously.

"Ah acceptance! The first step on the road to recovery!" said a voice over her.

Supergirl looked up it was Lex Luthor wearing a doctor's smock!

"L - Luthor y - you did this to me!!" she gasped.

"Now now dearie this is your new Doctor he is going to help you get well!" a nurse hove into view wearing a traditional uniform and a condescending sneer.

NO! It couldn't be!

"L - Lesla Lar!" quavered the powerless heroine - it was her worst feminine enemy - a fellow kryptonian and a Phantom Zone escapee! The wedding, Dick, everything all a trap!

They'd used her own female traits against her - After all what woman is on her guard on her wedding day!!?

The nurse pushed Supergirl on a hospital gurney "Relax dearie! The Doctor is going to make all those crazy thoughts go right away!"

Kara struggled frantically she was a prisoner of her two worst enemies in the whole world!

"Now now dearie, fighting only makes it worse," said Lesla Lar in a bored unctuous voice.

The Maid of Might pumped and thrashed her long legs violently...all to no avail, Nurse Lesla was chuckling indulgently as she heaved the heroine onto the gurney.

"Lets get you nice and comfy shall we?" smirked the evil nurse.

"You'll never get away with this!" snarled The ex Girl of Steel.

Lesla Lar shrugged and strapped Supergirl down securely without another thought..

"Get away with what exactly young lady?!" said Luthor "You are in desperate need of the latest cure for delusional brides - electro-shock therapy!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" howled Kara in raw terror.

She thrashed her head around - it can't end like this she thought hopelessly powerless and at the mercy of Lesla Lar and Luthor!

Humming like this was the most natural thing in the world, nurse Lesla was still able to paste the electrodes to her forehead.

"Now now - young lady!" she admonished, "Fast electroshock therapy is a vital factor in your recovery!"

Supergirl was in full panic now "L - Luthor please anything but this - Anything!" she begged.

Luthor pretended not to hear her in fact neither he nor Lesla even acknowledged themselves as her archenemies!

"Jesus Christ!" moaned Kara "Maybe I am going crazy! Luthor please don't do this!"

"Ah the delusion is breaking down already!" exulted Luthor

Lesla Lar stuffed a rubber ball gag in Supergirl's mouth effectively ending her pleas.

"She's prepped Doctor," said the evil nurse.

"What a finish for me!" thought Supergirl wildly.

Luthor threw the switch on the electroshock array.

Supergirl arched her back in agony the loudest most powerful thought destroying buzz in the universe blasted through her brain!

"Nnnrrrghhh!" she groaned through the gag, that buzzing it was so damn loud!

"Lin-da!"

Supergirl heard a voice through the pain - it was her foster mother!

"Mommie!" thought the tormented Girl of Steel.

"Lin-da!"" sang the voice.

"Mommie!" thought Supergirl hopelessly "Stop calling me Linda you'll give my secret identity away to Luthor!"

"Linda!" yelled her mother persistently.

"Mrrrppphhh!" groaned the heroine through her gag.

"Linda wake up! There is something happening on TV!"

Linda Danvers sat bolt upright in her bed - soaked in a cold sweat.

She wasn't in an ambulance she was in her girlishly well-appointed bedroom in Midvale U.S.A.

"Oh thank the blessed light of Rao - it was all a dream!" whispered Linda.

For a moment the heroine rested her overburdened head on her knees and drew in a long shuddering breath.

"Lin-da!" shouted her mother from downstairs - "You really need to see this!!!"

The Heroine climbed out of bed and padded down stairs absent-mindedly forgetting a bathrobe to cover her lace baby doll nightie.

In the living room, her foster father stared intently at their console color TV set.

He glanced at his stepdaughter and frowned, "tough night?" he asked.

"Yeah but at least the Spectre didn't show up" Linda ran a distracted hand through her blonde hair; she'd forgotten her brown wig as well.

Linda looked at the TV a scene of chaos and destruction was unfolding, the City of Metropolis was under attack by flying robots - Superman her heroic cousin was in the thick of the battle - and looking overwhelmed!

"Police sources indicate this is outrage is the handiwork of Lex Luthor sworn enemy of our community and of Superman as well" said the off screen newscaster.

"Great Rao!" said Linda I'd better..." the heroine said nothing more and simply vanished in a burst of speed.

The door to the cellar opened and slammed in an instant, Supergirl was speeding to the rescue of her gallant cousin.

On the floor next to Fred, lay a discarded nightie.

Fred very matter of factly picked it up and gave the flimsy frivolous garment a critical going-over.

"Edna!" he called out "I think we need to buy Linda a big terrycloth bathrobe - a really big one!"

Chapter Three:

Danger, Retribution, Inconvenient Updrafts....

Supergirl once spent a full hour fussing with her hair and makeup before a date with Robin the Boy Wonder.

She also once set and atmospheric speed record of twelve seconds flat flying from Midvale U.S.A. to the bottom of the Maracott Deep to rescue an imperiled deep diving submarine.

This was one of those Maracott Deep type situations in which the Girl of Steel changed into her action costume at transonic speed and arrived in Metropolis in less than five seconds.

Superman was best by two robots one surmounted with a clear bulbous head containing Lex Luthor, the other under remote control.

The second robot was un-naturally strong and had thrown Superman into the harbor.

Kara was surprised to see this; usually robots were no challenge to the Man of Steel.

Superman burst out of the water - he had a vexed look on his face.

He made a rapid ascent into the sky and joined his cousin in mid-air.

The Man of Steel smiled gracefully "Cousin...so glad you could join me!"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world Kal-El" shot back Kara.

As everyone knows, the super cousins got along famously with one another.

"What is the strategy?" asked Supergirl.

Superman stroked his chin reflectively "As usual you and I are his real targets, he's enhanced the strength of that robot I tangled with I suspect with some red-sun based power source...if you could draw that one off while I'll take down Luthor I think we can wrap this up quickly!"

"All right cousin" agreed Supergirl.

"Just don't get close to that bruiser keep your distance until we solve the secret of it's strength!" admonished Superman.

"Right!" said the Girl of Steel as she flew off to take on Luthor's robot guardian.

Supergirl flashed around the hovering automaton a few times at high speed.

"Hey!" she shouted trying to get the machine's "attention".

The mechanoid merely hovered blankly not rising to Kara's provocation.

"What is up with this robot?" thought Supergirl "It ought to be attacking?!"

Suddenly the robot's impassive head turned smoothly and locked onto our heroine with an audible click there was a sudden series of internal explosions and it's arms and legs simply fell away from the automaton's torso.

The Maid of Might was dumbfounded Luthor's robot was malfunctioning right before her eyes!

Still the remains of if hovered.

Supergirl took a chance and swooped in for a closer look "Darn thing is falling apart, Luthor is losing it I think" she thought.

The plates and shielding of the robot's exo-skeleton abruptly fell away...revealing long green bars floating in the air.

A familiar wave of weakness washed over Supergirl "k - kryptonite!" she gasped "No wonder it gave Superman so much trouble!"

"OOohhhhh!" she groaned she turned around and flew away erratically.... the kryptonite was already draining her powers!

In truth the last of the robot's outer casing fell away revealing a small kryptonite cage floating in mid-air!

Kara raised one hand to her forehead already the radiation was agony, like white-hot needs plunging through her bloodstream!

She wobbled in her futile attempt to escape the cage, which was now flying toward her at top speed.

"Dive Kara Dive!" yelled Superman who was being battered by suspicious looking blasts from Luthor's main battlebot.

The Girl of Steel dropped like a rock, the Daily Planet building whizzing by her so close she could easily reach out and touch it.

Luthor's k-cage followed her a merry clip, the deadly green radiance raking her poor curvy body remorselessly.

"OOooooohhhhh feel weak!" groaned the blonde Blockbuster.

Just for a moment sheer pain and exhaustion forced her to close her baby blue eyes - and then the floor of the cage snapped shut on her!

"Oh no no NO!" Kara wailed this can't be happening - she gripped the bars of the cage frantically.

The mighty Supergirl was a helpless prisoner in a kryptonite cage!

Miserably the heroine started through the bars sprawled on the floor of the cage.... she could see horrified Daily Planet employees gazing back at her through the eleventh story windows.

The cage stopped its plunge though.

Through the haze of her agony and humiliation Supergirl could hear Luthor from a hidden audio-speaker:

"Hello my dear and Au Revoir! Your cage is equipped with a powerful de-gravitizer plate courtesy me, Lex Luthor your friendly neighborhood executioner! "

"l - Luthor when I get out I - I'll" grated the Girl of Steel.

"I'll miss these little chats on philosophy and futurism my dear...for in a moment I'll set the de-gravitizer on full power and your cage will sail off to the moon like a toy balloon. That way I can see your final resting place every night! BWAHAHAHAAAAA!"

And with that the cage began to rise, slowly at first and then with increasing speed. It was as if Supergirl was in an outdoor kryptonite elevator - next stop the grave!!!

She was still close to the building though...that gave the Princess of Power an idea.

Dragging herself over to the side of the cage closest to the building, Supergirl spread her shapely legs wide and forced them both out through a gap in the bars.

The effort made her sweat and gasp the radiation was starting to turn her normal peaches and cream complexion to a greenish tint.

"Darn cage must've been made to imprison Superman - that is a break for me!" thought the Heroine.

Her feet fell just short of the wall and the cage was about to clear the Daily Planet Building and so with a mighty heave the Girl of Steel pushed her crotch up against the bar of the cage - her legs now grazed the Planet's imposing art deco edifice.

But that hard pressure on her pussy made Supergirl just the slightest bit juicy...the pain and the friction from rubbing up against that center poll had a pleasurable side effect.

"OoooooOOH!" trilled Supergirl through her perfect bow lips, she hated to admit it but this did sort of feel nice!

"Kara!" remonstrated the Maid of Might "Less sex more action!"

With one last almighty heave Supergirl started dragging her feet along the side of the building great clouds of sand and dust were kicked up by her desperate action. And just short of the roof the cage's ascent was halted!

Supergirl was straining from the effort and her body was slowly turning green from Kryptonite poisoning "Rao how long can I keep this up?" she wondered.

A window was positioned directly between her outstretched legs - as if on cue it flew open and out popped the red head of none other than Superman's Pal Jimmy Olsen.

Supergirl smiled.... miracle do sometimes happen.

Jimmy came to the point "Hold on Supergirl I got these miniature bolt cutters from my collection of crime-tools, I'll have you out of there in a jiffy!"

"H - hurry Jimmy!" quavered the enervated heroine.

Jimmy leaned out the window, and produced a small wicked looking pair of sharp bolt cutters.

Being a gentleman he tried with all his might not to let his gaze linger on those two perfect super-gams.

Supergirl blushed "Heavens he can see right up my skirt...and my legs thrown wide like this.... good thing he doesn't have his camera!" she thought.

True to his word Jimmy neatly cut through three of the bars, he was selflessly leaning out quite far by now so it was all very dangerous from Kara's perspective.

"Be careful Jimmy!" warned Supergirl mindful of the cub reporters many legendary bouts of clumsiness.

"Almost done Supergirl" gasped Jimmy he was sweating bullets now trying to cut those kryptonite bars loose.

"Oohhhhh so weak!" a wave of pain/pleasure went dancing up from The Maid of Might's womanhood - unconsciously she kept grinding herself against the remaining bar.

Jimmy snapped through the last bolt, the very one Supergirl's pussy was pressed up against!

The cub reporter even noted with approval that the Girl of Steel favored a delicate lace edge to her bright blue briefs.

Jimmy buckled down and gave the last bar a hard tug tossing on the landing behind him.

Having very deftly removed enough bars from the cage, Jimmy snaked an arm around Supergirl's tiny waist and pulled her into the Daily Planet building.

"Woooo!" gasped The Crime Fighting Coed "Jimmy's taking charge today!" she thought.

Jimmy for his part briefly buried his face in Supergirl's glorious blonde mane...she favored a heavenly brand of rosewater a scent that would stay with Olsen all his life.

Unrestrained by The Maid of Might's super legs the kryptonite cage resumed it's rapid ascent.

Supergirl's was nearly powerless she was still green from the heavy k-exposure.

"Ohhhh" she groaned leaning again the wall.

Jimmy looked concerned and patted her wrist sympathetically.

"How how is Superman doing!?" gasped Kara.

Jimmy rose and looked through the window.

"Jeepers!" he exclaimed, "Superman is getting pinned down by those blasts from Luthor's robot!"

Supergirl pushed herself off the floor with an effort she was still shaky but game for anything.

Jimmy took one look at the disheveled heroine and asked doubtfully "Um are you okay?"

The Girl of Steel swooped in and planted hot nippy little thank-you kiss on Jimmy's lips.

The cub reporter blushed beet red.

"Never better" smiled the Girl of Steel "And thanks for rescuing a super damsel in distress!"

"Aw it was nothing..." stammered Jimmy.

Supergirl gave him a sly wink and leaped out the window.

Jimmy watched her flying into the fray and wondered if anyone would ever believe that James Bartholomew Olsen saved Supergirl and collected a kiss in the bargain.

---

Supergirl flew out of the building intent on rejoining her cousin in the air battle against Luthor.

Superman saw all this and smiled, as usual his cousin had blithely escaped another death trap with aplomb.

"Kara is amazing" he thought, "This was a lonely dangerous job till she showed up!"

Superman spun in the air and deftly eluded one of Luthor's lethal death rays.

He focused a mighty blast of heat vision at the robot's bubble top wherein the evil scientist sat.

"Melt a hole - nab Luthor at super speed - simple" thought the Man of Steel. His heat vision however hit that bubble and bizarrely reflected a blood red beam back on the Metropolis Marvel.

Superman stiffened in agony "Arrrrghhh!" he howled...it was like he was being electrocuted in mid-air.

His hands flew up to cover his face the oddest burning sensation centered on his eyes...he could hear Luthor's maniacal laughter.

And then the Action Ace passed out and dropped into an alley way behind the Daily Planet!

Supergirl saw the whole thing unfold before her - she was too far away to do anything though!

"Kal-El!" she cried in helpless frustration.

Pouring on the speed she alighted on the back of Luthor's robot; using her super hard fingernail (pained a delicate peach by the way) the Girl of Steel cut a perfectly round hole in Luthor's bubble canopy.

Hauling the villain out by the lapels of his lab-coat Supergirl blazed

"What have you done to Superman!!??"

Luthor was still chuckling it was too rich to see his mortal nemesis fall from the sky like that!

"Nothing!" he purred "The canopy of my war-bot was my secret weapon all along, it's made of an active polymer whose characteristics mimic red kryptonite!"

"Red-k!" repeated Supergirl in a shocked tone "This could be bad!" she thought.

"Yes Supergirl red kryptonite which has unique temporary effects on your genetic structure!" continued Luthor needlessly.

"If you've hurt him I'll - I'II" threatened Kara.

"Oh it was wonderful" sighed Luthor "the hard part was getting a red-k effect to activate via the energy content of your heat vision...but I worked that little problem out!" Luthor began giggling again.

Supergirl swooped down to a police contingent below and handed Luthor over to the U.S. Marshals with evident disgust.

"Where is Superman!?" asked Police Inspector Henderson.

"I'm going to find out that very thing" answered the Maid of Might.

Inwardly though Supergirl's heart sank Superman could easily be temporarily bereft of his powers, injured or killed by the fall.

"Rao why didn't the Spectre warn of the danger to Superman!" she raged.

Kara took off silently and flew into that alley fully expecting to find her cousin's corpse...red kryptonite was nothing to fool around with.

"Sure it makes for some funny temporary transformations but it's also brought us both close to death countless times," reflected the heroine.

The alley was dark and Supergirl walked softy down it's length, one bit of good news, Superman seemed unhurt but he was huddled on the ground next to a dumpster.

Supergirl smiled "Kal-El?"

No answer.

"Superman?" she inquired, "What did the red-k do to you?"

Her cousin merely breathed heavily, his face in his hands.

"What ever it we'll deal with it together cousin...it can't be too bad if you are still in one piece" she said hopefully.

By now she stood over him leaning forward solicitously she gently pried his arms from in front of his eyes thinking the red-k has induced some embarrassing facial deformity or maybe rendered Superman temporarily blind.

"Let me see," clucked Supergirl maternally.

The Man of Steel suddenly looked up at his super-cousin with a blazing look in his eyes.

Supergirl stepped back and gasped in horror...Superman's eyes were red-rimmed and had an unearthly scarlet glow!

Surely the red-k had affected him in some malign way.

He looked haggard and confused.

The Man of Steel stared at his pretty cousin..."k - Kara" he breathed.

"Gosh he's got a thousand yard stare... and he keeps looking at me like - like I'm naked or something" thought the heroine.

The Maid of Might nervously stepped back onto a subway grating. She reached out and gently grabbed Superman by the hands and tried to pull up into a standing position.

"C'mon Kal" she coaxed "Lets go to the Fortress and get you fixed up..."

Superman glared at Supergirl..."Naaaw!" he groaned, "Wanna wanna see - Lo-issss"

He smiled in a predatory fashion cocking one knee as he prepared to rise.

"Uh oh" thought the Girl of Steel, "I don't like the sound of that Lois stuff!"

And then it happened.

A subway train passed beneath them sending a gale of air up through the grating Kara was standing on and incidentally billowing up her brief blue skirt.

Way up!

The Maid of Steel reacted just as any other 19 year old girl would she peeped a delicate "Eeek!" and floundered away fighting with her fluttering skirt.

She blushed furiously, darn that updraft!

It was a Marilyn Monroe "Seven Year Itch" moment and Superman had a front row seat as Kara got adorably flustered...

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm - legs!" he murmured.

The Maid of Steel sat back and smiled lustily his cousin had once been voted "most beautiful dame on earth" by a vulgar men's magazine. He'd always affected not to notice her budding feminine charms - till now!

And those tasteful blue lace edge briefs she wore - it was all too much,

Superman got hard and stayed hard!

The updraft subsided...and Supergirl's skirt went back in place...she was so embarrassed she could hardly look her stricken cousin in the face. Kal-El said nothing...he merely wolf-whistled which made Supergirl blush all the harder.

"Woo!" thought Supergirl "I think Cousin Kal likes me...and not the way I like B.B. King's music either!"

There was a pause then the heroine wrapped her arm around Superman's waist and took off into the night sky heading due north.

"C'mon Cousin, showtime is just beginning" she promised.

"Anything you say sweetie!" smirked Superman.

Supergirl had an idea!

Chapter Four

"No sex please, we are Kryptonian"

"Kara I tell you the red-k had no effect on me!!"

Superman had regained a measure of his composure and was gracelessly submitting to a radiological exam in the fabled Fortress of Solitude.

His cousin was matter-of-factly attaching tiny sensors to the Man of Steel, who was stripped to the waist.

"In fact I've never felt better in life!" he exclaimed.

The Man of Steel was seated on a sort of high tech chair in Supergirl's personal laboratory in her wing of the Fortress.

It was right next door to her sleeping quarters, a girlishly appointed bedroom complete with stuffed animals on the pillows.

Superman killed time by watching his cousin's incredibly shapely legs as The Girl of Steel bustled back at forth at her control console.

They were heavenly to gaze at, topped only by Supergirl's magnificent lithesome backside...why he'd never noticed any of this before is a mystery!

"Easy Kal-El you had a huge exposure to an unprecedented type of red-k radiation lets make sure it's as benign as it seems!"

Supergirl was outwardly detached, inwardly though she was marveling at her cousin's chiseled physique.

"He is like a Michelangelo statue come to life.... what a time to be afflicted with Super satyriasis!" she thought.

The Girl of Steel retreated behind a nearby console she threw a few switches trying to make the whole stunt look good and then affected a pouting look of puzzlement.

"What's wrong?" sighed Superman.

"Oh the computer is verifying you've been exposed to red-kryptonite but it can't measure the dosage and the other data is contradictory as to it's affect on you" lied the heroine.

"Great! So I'm healthy I'm gonna fly back to Metropolis eat a steak dinner and see what Lois is up too!"

"I know what is wrong with him, like they say, a girl can tell!" thought Supergirl.

The Man of Steel had a feral look in his eye as he donned his shirt.

"But do I have the courage to do.... it?" wondered the heroine "He is horny but also somewhat suggestible...what ever happens I can't let him roam the Earth until the red-k exposure wears off!"

"Mmmmmmmm...Lo-is" rumbled Superman.

That ominous rumble snapped our heroine back to reality.

"Uh oh think fast Kara!" thought the Maid of Might.

"Gee Kal-El, given what happened to you today do you think that is wise - I mean dropping in on Lois unannounced?" asked Kara.

"The only thing that happened today was my pretty blonde cousin made a fool of Luthor in my town on my time! Now it's Friday night and I want to recover my losses and see Lois!!"

Superman smirked; he had a lewd suggestive look on his face.

Supergirl was getting desperate "Aw what do you see in her anyway...all she does is nag you about marriage!"

That actually gave Superman pause...another night of "why won't you marry me" nonsense was no fun!

"Besides in your condition you might you - know... hurt her" Supergirl blushed at her vague suggestion.

The Action Ace rubbed his jaw in reflection "she's right...Lois is...only human" he thought.

His eyes clouded over in confusion.

During the conversation the Coed Crime Fighter edged her way over to some small lab cages, surreptitiously she opened one and discharged its contents.

"Help a girl out on a Friday night Herkimer!" thought the heroine.

Superman straightened up if Lois wouldn't do maybe Wonder Woman was on J.L.A. watch that night.

Supergirl was looking stricken at him..."This is my last chance to keep him here!" she thought wildly.

"Well maybe I'll drop by Justice League Headquarters I think Wonder Woman is on duty tonight..."

Superman turned away as he made this announcement.

Then from behind him came and almighty feminine shriek.

"EEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!"

The Metropolis Marvel spun around to see an oddly beguiling sight,

The Mighty Supergirl was up on a chair; half bent in an adorable crouch, both hands clutching the hem of her miniskirt - she was utterly panic-stricken.

She pointed at a corner of the lab "Ah ah a - m-m-mouse!!!! Eeeeek!"

She bounced up and down atop the chair like a hyperactive go-go dancer.

Superman rolled his eyes in sheer disbelief "World's strongest woman my ass!" he said sarcastically.

"S - Superman save me from that awful creature!" pleaded the Maid of Might who stared at the tiny rodent as if mesmerized.

The Man of Steel took his sweet time walking over to the tiny mouse he bent down cupped his hands and painlessly caught it.

"Did you... Did you get it?" quavered the Girl of Steel "Ohh it looked at me with it's little beady eyes!! Take it away take it away!!!"

The mighty heroine was nearly in tears.

Superman walked back to the lab animal cages "It's just a little mouse Kara - See!" he cruelly dangled the mouse by it's tail in front of his cousin's tear filled baby blues.

The effect was instantaneous; "Ooohhhhh nnnooooo feel dizzy!" moaned Kara "Puh - lease take it away!!"

She swayed atop her chair and raised one lone fist to her forehead looking all the world like she was going to faint.

Superman dropped his teasing immediately and restored the lab mouse to his cage.

He shot back to the side of Supergirl's chair.

"Kara darling take it easy the mouse is in its cage!" he said earnestly.

The Maid of Might all but melted off that chair in a dead faint!

Fortunately an astonished Man of Steel caught her in his arms...she made a fetching little picture knees together, head thrown back.

She was unconscious or so Superman thought, he raised her head up to his shoulder and took a long whiff of her heavenly shampoo.

"Mmmmmmm" Kara smelled nice, she always smelled nice.

Couldn't imagine why he'd never noticed before.

Gently Kal-El carried his pretty cousin over to her huge canopied bed.

Tenderly he laid her down...wreathed in her blonde hair, Supergirl was a vision of dreaming femininity.

Superman stood back and swayed on his feet...she was uncommonly beautiful. Hard to believe she was once a skinny little tomboy who popped out of a purple and green rocket some seven years ago.

Kara stirred her "sleep"...she murmured something quite unintelligible her head shifted slightly.

Mesmerized Superman leaned down vaguely glad that her fainting spell was nothing more than that.

In truth he could hardly take his eyes off her girlish bustline, set off to its best effect by her tight blue top.

He drew his ear close Supergirl murmured, "Mustn't tell them", she trilled, "Mustn't tell them I'm afraid of mice!"

The Metropolis Marvel chuckled "I won't cousin I won't!"

Supergirl's eyes snapped open and she looked right through Superman as if possessed.

"Don't go!" she pleaded.

"Kara?" a look of concern crossed the hero's face.

She rose from the bed and wrapped her arms around Superman.

"Please don't go...I'm so scared!"

"Scared of what?" said The Man of Steel.

She had her arms locked around him as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Everything...except one thing...and that is YOU!"

Supergirl swooped in and kissed Superman hard on the lips.

It was a kiss for the ages...a kiss that literally knocked Superman for a loop.

He'd never been kissed like this...full of ardor, shyness, exuberance and innocence. Supergirl had been out on dates in her heroine guise and as Linda Danvers, but she'd never let a boy go too far...till tonight!

It was, in the end, a kiss from perhaps the most beautiful girl in the universe - that ought to count for something.

And yes, Superman got as hard as a rock neath' his scarlet trunks.

With excruciating slowness Supergirl broke the kiss...her cousin was still lost in it with his eyes closed.

She smiled the old mouse routine worked like a charm...wonderfully concentrated a man's mind!

She pressed her breasts against his manly chiseled chest and whispered shyly in her ear "Don't go to Metropolis!"

"I - I won't" groaned the smitten hero.

"Stay here with me...protect me..." said Kara hopefully.

"P - protect you from what?" slurred Superman.

"The future!" said the Maid of Might enigmatically.

She pulled him on top of herself with a lusty giggle.

"Huh Wha?" exclaimed the Hero.

"Oh c'mon Kal - live a little willya?" taunted Supergirl.

Her breasts were pushed up hard against his chest; Supergirl started nuzzling her cousin's muscular neck with shy little giggles.

That was enough to set the Man of Steel off.

Superman's hands were suddenly everywhere...

"Mmmmmmm more cousin!" encouraged Supergirl.

He captured her mouth with fiery soul kisses.

One hand fell atop her left breast...soft warm and perfect...yet curiously constrained by her blue top.

"Uuuuuurrrrrrmmmm" rumbled the Man of Steel in frustration he longed to pinch those perky nubbins between his fingers.

Realizing she still needed play the aggressor here, Kara guided her cousin's hands down to her waist.

"Take it off...strip me here now!" she whispered.

"MMmmmmmm" Superman was lost in the moment nuzzling the Girl of Steel's delicate swan-like neck.

"You know you've always wanted too..." she taunted.

That was all the encouragement Kal-El needed!

His hands loosened her gold belt and pulled her long sleeved min-dress off over Kara's head with one deft motion.

Now Supergirl was literally clad only in her red boots.

Superman for his part yanked his tights and trunks down at super-speed with clumsy ardor.

With aching slow-ness Supergirl stood up, she stuck her hand out biding Superman to remain seated. He gazed up at her like a haunted hungry man.

And then, with a regal gesture, the Maid of Might unhooked her white lace bra...gave her shoulders a slight shrug and let the frivolous garment fall to the floor.

Supergirl's breasts were perfect in every way...creamy white 36-C's with puffy brown nipples.

Cousin Kal-El gawked at her two perfect blushing breasts like a starving man.

Supergirl smiled lazily.

Ever so slowly his head moved in to kiss, nibble and explore Supergirl's perky tits.

Kara threw her head back in glee...this was so much better than she could have imagined!

Superman tasted and kissed that magic zone between Supergirl's two pendulous breasts, driving the heroine wild with desire.

"MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrraaaaahhhhh!!!" Kara moaned while her cousin teased her brown puffy nipples.

Supergirl's mind was a riot of pleasure. "Rao!" she thought, "This is the first time any man has ever seen my boobs!"

Superman favored his cousin with a hard little bite to her left areola.

"Oh!" squeaked the heroine; her hands roamed her cousin's muscular back as if they had a mind of their own.

A hand, a strong hand gripped the front of her blue panties and pulled them down her legs...Supergirl gave a frenzied little wiggle and they joined her bra on the floor.

The Super Cousin's exchanged smoldering kisses, by now both their loins were on fire.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease! Take me! Now!" pleaded Supergirl, she could feel the hot dominant weight of Superman's dick pressing against her thigh.

Even with his red-k clouded brain. Superman knew he had Supergirl nearly over the edge...it didn't take much to heat her up quite frankly.

"Oh Superman!" moaned Kara.

He really was a superlative lover - as advertised!

The moment was soon at hand.

The Man of Steel gave his cousin a delicate shove, spreading her legs wide and exposing the petal of her womanhood.

Supergirl was hot, wet, and most of all...fertile.

She kept track...all heroine do.

Now was the time for Superman to impregnate Supergirl - maybe!

Kara's mouth hung open lewdly she gave her cousin a wicked look of raw passion.

Supergirl was lying back, long legs spread and trembling, panting with raw ecstasy. For the first time in her life, her pussy ached with sexual need; Kara couldn't wait to take Kal-El's nine and a half inch cock.

She originally thought, when she conceived this plan to use her cousin as a stud, that the lovemaking would be an odious chore.

"Nope not with Superdick on the job!" thought the Girl of Steel happily.

Her whole body tensed up when Superman positioned himself between her legs, his shaft poised at her tender moist opening.

He was breathing heavily "Rao Kara is HOT!" he reflected.

And then the Man of Steel thrust his dick hard into the sopping pussy of his teenaged cousin

"EEEeeeep!" Supergirl grunted when Superman plunged his dick slowly and deliberately inside her steaming womanhood, sundering her hymen with a stabbing pain.

"Oh yeah Bay-bee! The only man for the job!" yelled Supergirl joyously.

Instinctively the Maid of Might clenched her vagina hard around Superman's thrusting manhood.

When Kal-El filled her to the hilt, she wrapped her shapely legs around his waist and pulled him close, eyes shut tight, biting her lip - this felt so good, so right to her!

Then the Maid of Might braced her self as Superman began to grind his manhood remorselessly in and out of her. It turned into the most incredible and satisfying thing she'd ever experienced in her young life. Never had she felt so happy, so needed, so...feminine!

It was like her soul was floating out her body on waves of true sexual pleasure.

Up Up she soared on a cresting wave of sheer orgasmic bliss!

"Yessss....Yeee-esss" she groaned in a transport of bliss.

Superman grunted as he pumped his cock into the ravishing heroine. His muscles tensed up and he felt as if he could fuck his cousin forever. And so he pounded her with renewed vigor, gritting his teeth, jaws clenched, fists bunched on either side of her as his hips rose up and slammed down over and over.

"C'mon Kara show me what you've got!" taunted the hero.

The thrusts seemed to make Supergirl come alive beneath him. He relished her moans of pleasure and how she raked at his back and kicked at his hips with her heels to urge him harder and deeper.

"Oh that is it Kal-El that is the sweet spot!" moaned the Coed Crime Fighter.

"Mmmrrrrrrgghhh" Superman grunted inarticulately between gasps of air.

There was a peculiar heat now traveling from his balls up his penis.

Supergirl could sense it; it felt wonderful!

"Please! Oh Rao please please.... hah - harder!" Kara pleaded, gasping and thrashing under Superman.

"UNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Superman groaned, blasting his seed deep into Supergirl's perfectly fertile womb. The intensity of his orgasm powered his entire body into overdrive, and he began driving his cock ever deeper into his cousin's hot wet female depths. Anyone watching this would've seen the Man of Steel becoming a blur of sexual release!

YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Supergirl screamed as her body rose and arched, practically on her toes, tensing up as crushing waves of orgasms pounded her body in rhythm with Superman's thrusts. She unleashed a piercing wail of sheer satisfaction that could be heard throughout the entire cavernous Fortress of Solitude.

The Man of Steel rolled off his cousin with a gasp of triumph; he was sweat soaked and haggard - and why not?

He'd just deflowered the most powerful girl in the universe.

The Man of Steel sprawled happily on his cousin's commodious bed; he smiled dopily.

Slowly his eyes closed and he fell into the deepest of sleeps.

Kara for her part cuddled up next to her dreaming hunk of a man, she was grinning ear to ear...that wasn't such a chore.

She felt warm, sexy, relaxed all at once "I don't know if I'm pregnant yet" she thought "But By Rao I FEEL pregnant".

Supergirl's mind was awhirl with thoughts as she snuggled up to her man "GOSH! The girls at school are right sex really is amazing!!! I thought it would hurt and be messy and - and RAO! Superman knows his stuff...maybe that is the difference!"

The heroine smiled next to the dreaming hero...this was only the beginning!

Exhausted by Superman's almighty screwing, the Maid of Might soon feel asleep herself naked and entwined around her cousin.

---

There are few sights so vaguely stimulating to the male ego than that of blonde beautiful Supergirl with a frilly apron wrapped around her loins happily cooking away in the kitchen for "her man", in this case, her Superman.

Kal-El couldn't get enough of his cousin's long shapely legs as she puttered around her personal kitchenette cooking up a t-bone steak with fresh mushrooms, baked potato and a Caesar salad.

That alone was enough to give him a nice post coital hard-on.

He was in the end, a man in a happy state of nature, ogling a gorgeous girl in a sexy costume and stuffing his face.

Kara nibbled sensibly on a salad, she didn't go for red meat generally, a little chicken now and again was her biggest gastronomic indulgence.

"You mind is made up now you are flying back to Metropolis?" asked

Supergirl.

"Yup gonna see if I can extend my streak with Lois!" smirked Superman jauntily his eyes were still red with lust and kryptonite radiation.

"Great Scott one little roll in the sack with me and suddenly he's Hugh Hefner!" thought Supergirl with some asperity.

"And there is nothing I can say to stop you?" queried Kara.

Inwardly her heart sank...he still had a day to go on his red-k exposure, she certainly wasn't done with him yet, and that eek - a - mouse routine would never work twice!

"No nothing...thanks for the meal!" said the hero happily.

The Maid of Might made a decision "Aw the hell with it!" she swore flinging her apron onto the counter "What has that tramp Lois got that I don't have!" she blazed.

Superman perked surprised, up his cousin sounded...jealous.

"She is different, y'know uhhhhh...more mature," said Superman lamely.

"MATURE! I'LL SHOW YOU MATURE!" yelled the Coed Crime Fighter.

"Huh wha...?" Superman was taken aback at his cousin's uncharacteristic display of anger.

"If you can go out willy-nilly on a date then so can I!!!" threatened the Girl of Steel.

Kal-El was abashed, he'd never seen Supergirl like this..."Well I uhhhhh" he stammered.

"Yup I think I'll track down one of these callow frat boys up at Stanhope who are always hitting on me. No doubt I'll end up in the back seat of a Chevy at the local Drive In ... not a pretty picture Kal, but don't you worry you've got a date with Lois!"

"Kara I..." began Superman.

The Maid of Steel cut him off "Never mind the fact that you'll snap her poor spine with the first embrace! Or have you forgotten that red kryptonite has turned you into a super-Lothario??

No don't think about that or poor hardworking me at all...I'll be spread wide while some clumsy football player goes for the ride of his life...and I won't be thinking of YOU!"

Through out this tirade Kara was still wiping up the countertops and loading up a few things in the dishwasher.

For the record Superman couldn't take his eyes off her long flashing legs, clearly domesticity had it's own sexuality.

Supergirl shot him a well-timed dirty look when she was finished.

Superman hunkered down abashed, Kara was really mad.

"Now you just wait a moment will you? Don't leave yet...I've still got a favor to ask of you - after the good time I showed you it's the least you can do for poor li'l Supergirl!"

The heroine spun on her heel and marched out of the kitchenette.

"Uh okay I'll wait - where are you going?" quavered the Action Ace.

"To get changed and freshen up! You don't think I'm going to let some dimwitted college punk have his way with me in this old thing do you! Oh Rao MEN!" roared the heroine.

Superman sat there a bit forlorn, he watched Supergirl stride away with his x-ray vision, she sure seemed angry about something!

The Coed Crime Fighter crossed her bedroom in the Fortress with her back to Superman she allowed herself a sly little smile "Okay I can feel his x-ray vision on me, the electrons are crackling away with his signature. Now to give the poor goof a show he'll never forget!"

Off to one side, was that one place feverish young boys could only dream about, Supergirl's private boudoir!

It was in fact a spacious little grotto, instead of a mere shower-bath tub; there was a spring fed waterfall that fed a pool heated by natural thermal geyser.

Supergirl dearly loved this private spot. Off to one side was her personal vanity table with all her favorite cosmetics carefully arranged and next to that a full length mirror with her fabled super-wardrobe a large collection of variations on her costume for every whim and occasion.

Supergirl stopped by the pool edge she unclipped her cape and laid it on a convenient stalagmite...a brief bout of hopping and both her boots were off. Her feet were small well formed and her toenails painted bright red.

Kara slowly undid her golden belt and dropped it on the ground.

She then grabbed the short hem of her skirt and undulating slowing pulled her blue mini-dress off over her head...she made sure it took two whole minutes to get it off.

"That's it Kal" thought Supergirl "Just drink all this in, my long legs, my flat stomach, my cute little belly button...take your time you've been wanting to see this for a long long while now!"

Now clad in her blue briefs and white lace bra, Kara dipped a toe in the water, as if it could ever be too hot for her!

The heroine giggled she could still feel Superman's x-ray vision on her curvy girly self "Keep watching Kal this is all for you my love!" she thought.

Absent-mindedly she gave her two beautiful breasts a squeeze before fumbling around and unhooking her bra.... as if by magic Supergirl's fabled boobs seemed to float on the air, pink, perky, and surmounted by two insolent brown nipples.

Believe the hype, Supergirl had a nice rack.

Oh so slowly the Girl of Steel turned around hanging her bra on a rock so Superman could get a good look.

And then she whisked down her panties...revealing a tiny well groomed pubic patch.

Kara caught sight of herself in her mirror, pink and shapely, a new Venus for the modern age.

She smiled lazily "What did Black Canary once say? A woman is never more formidable than when she arms herself with her alleged weaknesses"...

Wise advice indeed.

Just for a moment, The Princess of Power struck a pose, a special one just for Kal-El. She ran one arm across her breasts to cover them, and then all too adorably she tried to cover her womanhood with her free hand.

"I know you can see me" she whispered seductively..."Through all that cold hard rock...it's like nothing to you...my soft womanly vulnerable self, Oooooohhhhh how long have you been watching this??"

Supergirl put on a pout, "Is tonight the first time you've watched me, or have you been watching me for years?" she whispered seductively.

Back in the kitchenette...Superman's mouth huge open in stark awe.

"If that doesn't register with him nothing will!" thought Kara.

"Poor man..." whispered Kara "Poor helpless Superman dreaming of your fragile Lois Lane...when all the time I'm just a few yards away right...here"

That last bit she invoked with a dreamy voice - almost like a prayer.

And with that she turned around and slowly waded out to the waterfall...soaping her gorgeous body along the way and humming a happy little tune.

---

It took Supergirl fifteen long minutes to wash herself and then another ten to do her hair with a special conditioner and some pilsner beer.

She soaped and rinsed off her long legs, holding them out with toes pointed so cousin Kal could get a healthy eyeful.

She washed down her own exquisite breasts and did a slow job of it as well squeezing them, teasing her nipples erect and affecting a dreamy far away look,

"Heavens I think I'm making myself hot!" She thought.

All this female vanity was turning the young heroine on!

Superman was watching all this in the kitchenette; he was in sexual agony sporting a hard on to put the Washington Monument to shame!

Still Supergirl kept tormenting him, bending over to squeeze the excess out of her hair so her cousin could get a good look at her big perfect breasts.

She squeezed and played with her womanhood before giving it a long slow wash with a face cloth.

"Lois who?" thought the Girl of Steel to herself.

Slowly the heroine waded ashore and wrapped herself in her own cape like it was a towel...she turbaned her still wet hair with a white terrycloth and padded barefoot over to her closet.

"This requires a real man-killer, something he hasn't seen before, for a side of his schoolgirl cousin he knows nothing about - till now!" thought Supergirl.

She giggled at the thought.

Her super-wardrobe contained a dozen variations on her costume, most of which she'd never actually worn in public at least.

There was a cape-less "super bikini" very daring with little spaghetti straps.

Then there was her ultra-sheer silk "super-nightie" blue with a flounced lace edge and her famous "S" icon over her left breast.

And then there was.... her ball gown.

Her "Super" ball gown...an outfit so sexy so outrageous she'd only worn it to vogue in front of the mirror!

That was it, Kara's mind was made up "He wants maturity, I'll give him maturity!"

The Maid of Might doffed her "towel" and un-turbaned her luxurious blonde mane.

She opened her lingerie drawer and rummaged through for a few minutes seeking the perfect matched set for her outfit.

Supergirl had a thing for expensive lingerie...every so often she flew to Paris changed into skirt, a blouse, and sunglasses and shopped at the top-flight women's lingerie stores.

She never wore her brunette Linda guise and yet no one ever recognized her as she bought stylish bras, panties, and camisoles.

She'd decided long ago that it was the costume, without it; despite her blonde hair she was just another tourist with a jones for sexy undies.

She found the set she was looking for, very sheer pale blue panties with a few flowers in the pattern and a matching strapless blue bra - semi transparent with extra under-wiring to accommodate the Kryptonian Kutie's sizable bust.

Supergirl stepped into her flimsy panties with practiced skill pulling them into place with a lazy smile.

Meanwhile her cousin was watching all this still and going quite out of his mind with lust.

Kara smiled yet again and slowly corralled her big breasts into her bra...once she was hooked up she gave each nipple an insolent squeeze and giggled to herself.

"Poor foolish man..." she whispered.

Supergirl knew her cousin could hear every word.

Then it was time for the ball-gown, it was a blue strapless number that fell away to the floor with a long slit that went up to her thighs.

Slithering away it took the Girl of Steel five whole minutes to cantilever her torso into this tight sexy garment.

The neckline on her super-ball gown plunged deeply giving everyone a healthy look at Supergirl's big virginal breasts, their softness their marvelous resiliency.... their ability to defy gravity all on their own.

The cleavage factor was the prime reason Supergirl never had the guts to wear the gown - until now!

She made a great show of pulling and patting the fantastically sexy garment...checking the drape and fall of its slit from every angle.

And then it took another five minutes to get the delicate concealed zipper up and carefully hooked.

There are some things that even a Supergirl can't do very easily!

Instead of the usual big red "S" icon, Kara pinned a small replica of her symbol in inlaid gold and red rubies over her left breast.

She didn't go for jewelry much, but a grateful African Nation had given it to her as a gift after she'd dispersed a dust storm.

It was nice and it spoke to her on some level.

"Nylons Kara?" asked the Maid of Might to herself.

Oh the languid spectacle she could make, pulling on her stockings and hooking them up to her garter belt...stretching her long legs high in the air. Kara ultimately decided they were overkill and the "bare-leg look" was her signature trademark after all.

Pointing her toes Supergirl put on a pair of four-inch heels - both red, expensive Italian leather shoes bought on another shopping expedition - this time to Milan.

Supergirl took a quick look at herself in the mirror, her hair looked nice, the dress was tight and sophisticated - the way she liked it.

Crossing her exquisite gams she sat down at her vanity table for the grand coup - her make-up!

The Maid of Might kept it simple; she powdered her nose, applied a deep red lipstick, and after a few minutes of characteristic indecision, went with soft eyeliner to make her baby blues stand out vividly.

After a few minutes of brushing her long blonde hair, the Coed Crime fighter arose and draped her arms in a bright red silk wrap...something that suggested her otherwise dispensed with cape.

The transformation was magical; the slightly teenybopperish heroine was now a sophisticated young woman in a classy outfit...red lips slightly parted Supergirl oozed mature sexuality.

She stepped back from her full-length mirror satisfied with her new look, her heels clicked merrily on the stone floor as she walked back to the kitchenette.

She never made it.

There standing at the door of her boudoir was a haggard looking Superman. He crouched there looking like he'd just taken the thrashing of his life and sporting a huge erection.

Kara paid him no attention "His name is Derek Marlowe" she said in a haughty tone.

"Urrrrgghh huh?" was all Kal-El could reply, he was staring with unbridled lust at cousin's cleavage.

"Yup I saved him from a mugging a few weeks ago...ever since then he has papered the campus with these puppy dog notes asking me to go to the big dance at Stanhope tonight...normally I wouldn't but since you are flying back to Metropolis and your...Lois well...."

"No..." croaked Superman.

"No what? No I can't get laid tonight? Well I like your patronizing attitude Kal-El!" snarled Supergirl "More than likely this Derek Marlowe is part of some plot to destroy my super-powers and kidnap me or some damn thing like that - see if you care!"

The Man of Steel drew himself up straight...he brought one fist up in helpless fury "You aren't going!" he grated menacingly.

"Oh stuff it Kal-El threats don't frighten me...you don't have the guts to stop me!"

The Action Ace worn a quizzical look...Supergirl started to brush past him arrogantly.

Now back in her own bedroom she turned her head slightly and said over one shoulder "You don't have the balls to do the one thing to keep me here...like drag me over to that bed and fuck me senseless with your big super-cock!!!"

Well that did it, Supergirl knew her cousin like a book.

With an inarticulate cry he fell of the heroine, picking her up bodily in his big muscular arms he marched over to her bed breathing heavily with raw lust.

Oh Supergirl put up a fight all right, she kicked her ankles and strategically lost both shoes while beating her cousin's chest none – too hard with her tiny fists.

"NO NO NO - O! Put me down you big ape!!" she whined melodramatically.

He threw her down on the bed and gazed at his prey swaying ever so slightly.

Supergirl sprang up on her elbows "I have him!" she thought wildly.

Parting her red moist lips Kara narrowed her eyes lasciviously "C'mere big boy you know I didn't mean it ya big lug..." she implored.

Superman sat down heavily on the bed, he smiled.

Kara sat up and winked, she turned around and presented her back to Superman.

"Rao even her shoulder blades are sexy!" thought Superman.

"Uh Kal..." offered the Girl of Steel tentatively.

Kal-El finally got the hint and began lowering Supergirl's heavenly back zipper. With a nice rough gesture he pulled the entire dress down, Kara gracefully wiggled out of the flimsy garment and tossing it on the floor with a laugh.

Kal-El stepped back to momentarily drink in his cousin's utter perfection.

With a hot blush Kara reached back and fumbled ineffectually with her bra, "Um Kal-El...I so rarely wear one of these push-up things" she apologized.

Supergirl slowly turned around and lifted her golden mane of hair up with a dainty gesture.

"Well?"

Gallantly the hero disengaged the hook with one hand, the bra fell away unveiling once again Supergirl's twin secret weapons!

The Coed Crime Fighter cognizant their value turned around very slowly cupping her hands under each mound.

She gave Superman a somewhat shy expectant look.

To Kal-El they were heavenly, 34d breasts that stood aloft like proud alpine peaks...Kara even managed a little false modesty and tried ineffectually to cover herself up...the whole effect was sending Mr. Happy up like a Saturn Five!

He'd never get tired of cousin Kara's tits!

"The last time was quick and dirty this time I've got to make the mood last" thought the Blonde Blockbuster to herself.

Superman was gawking; "Not Bad" he reflected.

"Oh like you've seen better!" smirked the heroine.

And with that she fairly jumped atop Superman knocking him flat on the bed with a cute tiger-growl.

"Look at these titties Cousin," Kara's hands started squeezing and playing with her cleavage. The Maid of Might put on a comical spooky tone "Gaze upon them poor cousin! They are mesmerizing you; you are getting hard as a rock you will service your pretty blonde cousin...wha - hah - HA! Whilst Kara was prattling on, Superman matter-of-factly dug his fingers into Supergirl's vulnerable all too ticklish ribs. She erupted into a fit of giggles.

"WHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAA - K - KAL WHHOOOOOOP!" squealed the heroine.

Quick as a wink Superman rolled his cousin over so that she was on the bottom, gently he gripped her legs so that they were snugly wrapped around his torso...Supergirl favored him with a huge ecstatic grin..."C'mon big boy, what d'you have for me now?!"

Superman interrupted Kara's latest taunts with a hard French kiss that batted the heroine's eyes wide and then slowly closed them...."Mmmmmm - gentle this time" thought the heroine.

Quickly She disengaged Superman's cape and tossed it to parts unknown...his tights trunks, and the rest of his costume soon followed suit.

Supergirl kept it interesting, favoring her cousin with a hard soul kiss every time he lost a garment.

Once nude Kal-El's big talented hands slowly traced down Supergirl's curvy hips.

"MmMmmmmmmmmmm" moaned Kara.

Superman's still wandering hand went down and forcefully grabbed Supergirl's silk panties, two good tugs (with an assist from his horny cousin) and the undergarment was on the floor!

Superman's all too sneaky hand then ran a pair of fingers into the Heroine's sopping love-space. Supergirl tittered "Oh Kal!" she chided.

"Mmmmmm" moaned Superman "Hot - n - wet..."

Kara began kissing him, pretty much everywhere, on the mouth, the chin, she nuzzled his neck hummed sensuously in his ear.

Her hand fluttered down and took possession of his big throbbing cock.

Leaning back a bit, the heroine guided his member towards her sopping wet love hole.

Supergirl smiled "Rao Kal" she admitted "You are ruining me for other men you know that??"

Superman waited but a moment, and then Kara felt something warm and hard invading her tight little pussy.

She gasped...it felt wonderful all over again she felt...complete! She punctuated all this with a long happy sigh.

Then the slow sawing in and out began...over her magic button that huge monstrosity slid.

Supergirl could feel it already "Oh Kal!" she moaned.

"Kara...Kara!" Superman arched his back and urgently thrust away.

His eyes were closed and his face had a look of tortured concentration.

Kara, took matters in hand wrapping her arms around his shoulders she pulled herself up on his rock hard member...Supergirl wrapped her arms around his shoulders and matched his rhythm thrust for thrust.

With her face up by Kal's shoulder unseen by the world Supergirl smiled ecstatically.

"This is so much better the second time around!" she exulted.

Superman meanwhile was still pumping his endowment in and out with slow regularity.

"Rao Kara is so hot and tight!" he thought

For her part, the Maid of Steel started contracting the mighty muscles of her vagina, gripping Kal-El's legendary dick in a pleasurable clutch.

"Oh Kal..." cooed Supergirl; squeezing his cock was sending little mini orgasms up her back.

A kiss came down on that sensual womanly mouth... tongues danced oh - so briefly.

Superman buried his hands in Kara's perfect buttocks and gave an even more vigorous thrust...his dick went crashing back and forth over the heroine's poppin' fresh clitoris.

A tidal wave of pleasure broke in Supergirl's brain a lovely gushy feeling came roaring up her tummy and flooded her senses with raw unadulterated bliss.

Superman's breathing took on a low animalistic timbre.

Briefly The Man of Steel experimented with something he's always been curious about, with deliberation he stretched Supergirl's arms above her head and then pinned them there. A very strange look of recognition came over the heroine She laid back smiling lustily pleased with the bare suggestion of restraint.

Superman released her wrists - this was something worth remembering!

He started thrusting again, slowly and then picking up speed.

Supergirl craned her head back and ran her fingers through her hair this was wild!

In and out he pounded Supergirl's hand crept down to The Action Ace's scrotal sac and gave it a respectful little tickle...his rhythm slowed a bit but his hand strayed to her nipples teasing even roughly pinching those sacred nubs.

Again Kara pulled her cousin close "Don't stop p - puh - lease!" she begged.

By now sheer animal instinct was in the saddle and Kara was fast becoming a sweaty grunting mess herself.

The hero indulged another brief experiment; he stopped molesting The Girl of Steel's soft breasts and reached around behind her bringing his hand down on her ass with an audible swat!

Woo! Squeaked the heroine "Hey save something for next time " she panted.

Superman just grinned.

The spank induced Kara to relax her legs just a bit from their lock around her cousin's chiseled torso...this gave the Metropolis Marvel a little-tiny bit of extra leverage to really play across her clit and plunge far deeper as well.

And then Supergirl could feel a familiar warmth pulsing from out from Kal-El's penis.

"Oh Oh OOOOOH RAO!" Moaned Supergirl.

Superman whipped his head down for a final triumphal kiss...His pumping grew faster still...Kara met every pulse with a wildness she's never felt before.

They both started gasping ...Kara's vagina felt like it was going to melt right on the bed.

And she felt it, not the ejaculation per se but an almost godly feeling of supreme agonizing pleasure that thundered through her body like a tidal wave.

In a bust of acrobatic creativity Superman threw her legs over his shoulders Supergirl laughed with sheer glee!

Kara grinned ecstatically wave after wave of pure sweet sexual release broke over her...clearly Kryptonian girls were multi-orgasmic!

Meanwhile Kal-El's love-butter went flying off for the blessed realm of an unprotected womb, a warm lazy feeling stole over the Maid of Might still in the throes of a truly electrifying coitus. Her breathing fell from a roaring gasp to a steadier panting...

Superman rolled off with an exhausted moan.

Kara lay there with the most unearthly smile on her face.

"My God who can top him?" she thought with finality.

Ever dutiful Kara rolled into her cousin's arms favoring his neck and shoulder with nippy little kisses, she wrapped her legs around his hips again and patted his spent penis in honor of a job well done.

Superman seemed more alert post orgasm...."That was wonderful," he said.

"Mmmmmmm" Supergirl snuggled up next to him feeling sleepy and wonderfully relaxed.

She decided before the big lug wandered off to dreamland to do a little fishing, she was not done with Superman yet!

"Kal?"

"Yes Kara?"

"What do you fantasize about really?"

"Naw...Nothing" he breathed with eyes closed.

"Liar!" needled Supergirl "C'mon this is your little cousin Kara asking...you must have some fantasy! What is it? Tell me puh - lease!"

"Errrrm" rumbled Superman "Aw it's nothing..."

"No really tell me!" said Supergirl in a concerned voice.

"Well...." Kal-El seemed to hesitate and then "I never get any action after I rescue a woman...just once instead of a thank you Superman I'd like some nookie!"

The Maid of Might stifled a giggle.

The Man of Steel flushed...maybe he shouldn't have said that.

Supergirl smiled and snuggled up even closer to her cousin laying her head on his broad masculine chest.

"Rao!" she thought, "Even his fantasies have a Norman Rockwell quality to them!"

True to form Superman had already fallen into a deep sleep...an odd side effect of his red-k exposure.

Kara for her part scrounged up two pillows and used them to elevate her feet.

She had read somewhere that elevating her feet promoted conception...she hoped that little factum rang true to for Kryptonian girls.

All squared away The Girl of Steel laid her head on her cousin's massive chest with a little contented sigh and fell fast asleep.

---

After several hours Superman finally awoke in his cousin's bed, only to find that Supergirl was gone!

"Maybe she cooking me another meal" thought the hero with a smile of anticipation.

He rose slowly and dressed himself in his famous action costume.

On his way out of the bed room Kal-El espied a crudely written note tape to the doorframe, it said:

"I'm in the west gallery cum SAVE ME!"

He recognized the handwriting; it was Supergirl's!

"Is she in trouble?" he wondered "If so why did she sign it with a pink heart?"

Superman leapt into the air and flew off to the newest part of his Fortress, the west gallery; a special private museum commemorating his and Supergirl's many team-ups!

---

There she was, the mighty Supergirl seated on a throne carefully carved out of a two-ton slab of granite.

She was chained, her dainty ankles, delicate knees, her bust was criss-crossed with heavy iron links...her hands her behind the upright chair back, but Superman's x-ray vision she was manacled at the wrists.

The gag was the crowning touch a clean white handkerchief through which the strongest girl in the universe "Mmmpphhhhh - ed" ineffectively.

Oh Supergirl struggled in her bondage...flexing her muscles without having the slightest effect on her imprisonment.

Her eyes, blue and stricken, pleaded lustily above her gag.

Superman loved it; he crossed his arms and leaned against the archway to the west gallery.

"Maid of Might my ass!" he taunted with a smile.

His microscopic visions revealed the chained were ordinary iron nothing special about them...clearly cousin Kara was play-acting.

"And doing a good job of it too" thought the Metropolis Marvel.

He loved the way the criss-crossed chains made her breast stand out in harsh relief...she was breathing heavily too, something that made those heavenly tits fairly dance!

Still the mighty heroine struggled and rattled her chains..."MMMMMLLLPPH MMMME MMMRRPRMAN!" she huffed through her gag.

Smiling the hero strode over to his cousin and yanked down her gag.

"Thank Goodness you came!" said the Maid of Might.

"What happened" asked Kal-El in a deceptively bored tone.

"Lex Luthor! It was him he invaded the Fortress looking for you and instead caught and chained me up!"

"Oh come now cousin you can burst those links with one super-flex!"

Superman was truly enjoying himself; Kara was laying it on thick!

"Oh no I can't! I tried and tried but my muscles are too small and girly to break these special chains!"

"Too... small - and - girly?" snorted Kal-El.

"YES!" exclaimed the heroine fervently "Luthor claimed I'd never break them as he forged the chains in the heart of a black hole...their molecular structure is too dense even for my super strength!"

Supergirl put on a look of injured innocence, also her famous puppy-dog eyes...butter wouldn't melt in her mouth at this point.

"Then I started crying because I know you always warned me about taking on Luthor by myself...b - but I thought I could handle him I really could!" Supergirl sobbed realistically and even managed a few well-placed tears as she stared up at her cousin in supplication.

The Action Ace, smirked reached out and snapped the chains binding Supergirl's breasts with one hand.

Kara feigned astonishment "Ooooooh! Superman you are so - ooo strong!"

Quickly the Man of Steel snapped the chains binding Supergirl's ankles, knees and wrists - the heroine was so happy she leapt into her surprised cousin's arms!

"Oh Kal-El you are soo - oo big and strong!" The Girl of Steel began kissing her cousin's famed S-icon.

Throwing her arms around his neck Kara blushed and said, "Oh one other thing, Luthor said he had to leave b - but he took a keepsake to remember me by!"

By now The Metropolis Marvel's mouth was hanging open in sheer shock...his dick was getting hard all over again, Supergirl was just so warm, soft, and best of all, close!

Supergirl looked down and blushed hard "H - he took my blue panties!"

Kal-El affected a stern look "What!" he rumbled.

"Um yeah...he took my blue lace edged super panties..."

Superman looked up and smiled, he decided to do a little role-playing himself.

"YOUNG LADY!" he thundered "I think I've had just enough of this nonsense!"

Superman sat down in the very chair that once "imprisoned" Supergirl and threw the heroine across his knees face down.

"Uh Oh!" thought Kara "I think cousin Kal was holding out on me in the fantasy department - ooohhh this is gonna hurt!"

With exaggerated care, Superman raised the hemline of Supergirl's abbreviated blue super-skirt bunching it up around her hips.

The heroine whined inarticulately "Please cousin!" she pleaded.

Sure enough Supergirl wasn't wearing any underwear (in fact the sturdy blue undies were tucked in the secret pouch of her cape).

Superman gazed with wonderment at the lithesome perfection of The Maid of Might's backside.

Nothing drooped, nothing sagged, just the merest hint of muscle to the whole feminine edifice.

He sighed and raised his arm in a gesture that suggested the almighty spanking to come.

Supergirl for her part played it up big grinding her already moist pussy into his hip and putting on a whiny repentant tone.

"Aw cousin puh - lease I'm too old to be spanked!"

Superman's hand came down - hard!

Well, sort of hard.

WHACK!

"OUCH!" Kara grimaced and clutched her fist, which was ALMOST Painful.

True to form Superman was spanking her suspiciously lightly.

WHACK!

"OUCH!"

WHACK!

"OUCH!"

WHACK!

WHACK!

"Oooowwwch!" wailed the heroine "Aw Superman I - I'm sorry!" she wailed.

WHACK!

WHACK!

The Coed Crime Fighter started kicking those lovely legs ineffectually.

"Waahh!" she wept in allegedly helpless regret.

WHACK!

Superman was blistering poor Kara's fanny, which was turning the same vivid shade of red as her cape!

"Sorry isn't good enough young lady!" he roared.

WHACK!

"OUCH!"

"You are too impulsive and immature! How many times have I told you not to take Luthor on by yourself!?" raged Superman.

The Maid of Might made a great show of...blubbering, "I - I'm sorry YOW!"

Superman smacked those perfect ass-cheeks yet again...he had a throbbing hard on and it felt great to be in charge for once!

"Just think Supergirl!" grated Kal-El "Your panties will soon be the prime exhibit in Luthor's museum of crime!"

WHACK!

WHACK!

"I'm sorry!" squealed the heroine who dissolved into penitent sobs.

Meanwhile, her poor pussy was puffy, wet and getting rubbing hard along her cousin's steel hard thigh.

"OUCH!"

"Great Rao!" thought Supergirl "This is...getting to be fun!"

Superman was in full flood now "And another thing, I'll have to raid his museum to get them back - a nice dignified mission for the Man of Steel!!!"

WHACK!

"Ouch - awww Superman I - I'll help you!" sniveled Supergirl.

"You'll do no such thing young lady as a matter of fact don't you dare replace those panties until I've gotten the originals back if I get them back!"

Kara leapt off The Man of Steel's lap, her pussy had truly come to a slow boil...now to seal the deal.

She was teary eyed and full of girlish regrets, making a great show of rubbing her bruised backside.

Superman sat back smiled and enjoyed the show.

"Ooh Superman don't force me to fly around without panties...boy's will look up my skirt I'll be a laughing stock!" pleaded the heroine.

"No dice Kara, I want everyone to see what a silly impulsive girl you are!" Kal-El was enjoying this!

"Puh - please Kal-El.... everyone will look up my skirt and see my precious secret!" whimpered Supergirl.

Kara leaned in close still massaging her backside; her red lips suddenly loomed before The Man of Steel's face.

"Please!" she whispered in an agonized tone "I'll do anything to get those panties back!"

And then, with the utmost grace she darted in and fairly captured her cousin with an earnest and sincere kiss.

Poor Superman he was virtually pulled out of that chair by the sheer power of that one ardent gesture.

Supergirl broke the lip-lock and started nuzzling her cousin's neck covering him with those nippy little kisses that drove him wild.

"Anything?" he murmured.

"Yes anything!" gasped Supergirl.

Like two stone statues the two of them fell forward on the ground.

Superman hands came down and yanked his tights and trunks down to knee level.

Kara's skirt was already hiked up to her hips; her womanhood glistening with the hot oil of lust was bare to the world.

Supergirl began wiggling and struggling wildly; one hand went down and grabbed Kal-El's huge dork the other dragged his face close for another hot kiss. They pushed themselves into position on the floor Supergirl on the bottom with her legs wrapped around Superman's back...

Superman crouched and positioned the helpless superheroine on her back grasping her ankles.

Pulling them apart, he thrust his hips toward the soupy Venus mound that lay ahead. Even though she was about to be taken for the third time in two days, Supergirl marveled at the prowess shown by Superman. Suggestible or not, He'd popped Supergirl's cherry and then deftly fucked her senseless.

"For a guy who claims not to get much Kal sure has a talent for this!" thought Supergirl.

Then, a scant ten hours later he'd been beguiled into another roll in the hay.

Now, Superman lusty as ever was about to screw her pretty blonde cousin, the invincible Maid of Steel. Through out it all he never lost his humongous hard-on!

"Poor man" thought Supergirl "He needs validation!"

A moment later, Supergirl could feel that incredible organ enter her wet and willing vagina. In it went, slowly, very slowly. Much slower than it had gone into before.

The Man of Steel was taking his sweet assed time penetrating his lovely cousin.

This confused Supergirl.

"Great Rao!" she thought, "I hope the red-k isn't wearing off!"

Kara reached up and nuzzled Superman's neck..."Superman, cousin please!" she pleaded "Don't slow down!.... Ever since...ever since"

"Ever since you popped out of that rocket!" gasped Superman.

"B - been waiting for this...wanting..." wept Supergirl overcome with emotion.

"Yess...... always, always wanted you!" said Superman.

He kissed her hard by way of proof.

Now, Superman was stoked up...he squeezed her left breast and murmured endearments:

"My love my angel!"

"S - Superman...take me!" moaned Kara.

Kal-El thrust into his cousin with more force.

Supergirl smiled ecstatically.

As she was being screwed, Kara countered, thrusting and contracting her supervaginal muscles.... all in a syncopated rhythm with her super-cousin.

She feared him finishing off early - his ardor was even stronger this time!

But such did not happen.

Already well and thoroughly lubricated from the previous spectacles, Superman slid in and out of Supergirl easily. Her legs came apart and her hips moved at a precise pace to complement the thrustings of Superman. Suddenly, the blonde girl's breathing got stronger as she reached climax.

A riot of emotions stormed through Kara's mind as she soared to a powerful orgasm...she wanted to live, become a great heroine, be a mother...she wanted life so badly because the sheer force of life itself was thundering through her hot wet womanhood!

"Yes YES YES!" howled the Kryptonian Kutie "Preg me up good put your baby inside me!!!"

Superman was lost in the moment and hardly heard the Girl of Steel's lusty plea.

A familiar and uncontrollable heat surged up his dick.

Supergirl could feel it, the hottest burst of life-giving semen, shooting out of Superman's semi-divine dick and into her warm fertile womb.

"YES OH YES YES YES!!" screeched the Blonde Blockbuster - if this heavenly moment didn't get her pregnant nothing would!

Then, at once, she moaned in ecstasy as she came like the proverbial express train.

Superman groaned and unloaded an almighty load of jism into his cousin's super-snatch.

One final heave of ecstasy united the cousins then they both crashed to the floor!

Far to the floor for such was the divine intensity of their lovemaking that they'd drifted aloft and come to a superhuman simultaneous orgasm while floating in mid air like two amorous godlings!

Supergirl rolled over and gave a last thankful kiss on the cheek of her cousin Superman.

The hero, for his part was already fast asleep, an almighty shit-eating grin graced his handsome chiseled features.

Deep in the heart of the Fortress of Solitude a well fucked Superman and a thoroughly screwed Supergirl slept intertwined like they'd been doing this all their lives.

Chapter Five

Revelations....

About an hour later Supergirl awoke, raised her head, and verified her cousin was still sleeping.

Quietly she disengaged herself from Superman's embrace and padded naked down to the Fortress medical lab.

A few minutes later, the heroine was lying on a cold lab table being bathed in an eerie golden light.

Supergirl was nervous she bit her lower lip "Three times in one weekend...and it's my fertile time gosh I've just got to be..." she thought.

The computer chimed softy and announced in a dry electronic voice "Confirmed successful impregnation occurred at 1200 hours Greenwich Mean Time yesterday. Fetus will complete gestation in t-minus eight months, thirty days, twelve earth hours and eighteen minutes, gender of the child is as follows..."

"Stop!" commanded the Maid of Might...she stared at the cold rock ceiling of the Fortress tears ran down her cheeks...she was afraid, ecstatic, appalled, ashamed...."I'm pregnant!" she gasped with a laugh.

Supergirl swung her perfect legs off the lab table "Computer, new file, extrapolate all medical data necessary for a successful birth of a Kryptonian under Earth's yellow sun. Include dietary information, and likely obstetrical procedures" she ordered.

"Acknowledged initiating data recovery," intoned the computer.

The Girl of Steel padded out of the med-lab in her bare feet "Once I break the news to mom, dad, and cousin Kal I'll review that file.... Rao so much to do a nursery and a cover story for Linda Danvers...." thought Supergirl.

So engrossed in her thoughts, Supergirl almost didn't feel the cool breeze that delightfully caressed her naked ass.

Almost.

"Hmmmm what is up with that draft?" she thought, "The Fortress is climate controlled except when...."

Supergirl vaulted into the air with a start and flew at top speed to the spot where she left Superman still sleeping.

He was of course gone.

"Great Rao!" exclaimed the Heroine "That breeze was the great door of the Fortress opening up Superman must've awakened and flown back to Metropolis!"

Frantic though she was, it still took Supergirl a whole minute to assemble the scattered bits of her costume.... she'd almost forgotten her panties were in her cape pouch.

"The red-k, it's damaged his short term memory! He has forgotten all my warnings about making love to Lois!" thought Supergirl wildly.

The Girl of Steel flew out of the Fortress at top speed; sure enough her telescopic vision revealed Superman was headed back to Metropolis!

If she poured on the speed she just might overtake him before he could find Lois and likely crush her to death with his embrace.

And what the hell, Supergirl almost caught him...almost.

Over New Jersey she was barely three miles behind The Action Ace who was thankfully oblivious of his pretty cousin's pursuit.

And then just by chance, the Girl of Steel saw something unfolding down on the ground.

A car was lurching out of control and bearing down hard on a Middle School student, who was trying to pick up some books that had fallen in the school driveway!

"That girl will be killed!" thought Supergirl.

Instantly the mighty heroine abandoned her pursuit of Superman and zoomed downwards at the speed of thought.

"There are only seconds left!" said the heroine to herself.

At the last possible second, and with an unearthly feminine grace and strength, Supergirl interposed herself between the errant car and it's young would be victim.

Fortunately, for all concerned Supergirl is a whiz at stopping careening automobiles, she simply landed on the front bumper sat down and by applying gentle super pressure Kara brought the death car to a halt a scant two inches from the girl in the crosswalk.

Supergirl feigned wiping sweat from her brow "Whew! That was close!" said the Coed Crime Fighter.

The girl however was nonplussed at the surprise rescue, pretty blonde, and young she straightened up and stuck out her hand in friendship.

"Thanks Supergirl!! You saved my life - my name is Mary Binder, I'm your biggest fan!" she gushed.

Kara was surprised at the girl's confidence and steady nerves; she'd come within an ace of dying a moment ago!

"Binder? That names seems familiar?" remarked Supergirl.

"Oh my father is a science fiction writer, Otto Binder!" enthused Mary.

"Otto Binder of course! He wrote the Adam Link stories...one of them was adapted on The Outer Limits a few years ago!" recalled the heroine.

"Yeah that was a sad story...but not as sad as what might've happened if you hadn't shown up here!" smiled Mary.

"Just doing my job" remarked the Girl of Steel.

In the meantime the police had rolled up and pulled the car's driver out for questioning, Supergirl's super hearing revealed the man's utter incoherence. The police had him in custody though.

A vast crowd of girls, were surging out of Mary's school across the street, everyone sounded amazed at Mary Binder's hairbreadth escape!

Supergirl took one look and leapt into the air with ballet like poise - she didn't want to get into a personal appearance what with Superman on the loose!

"Gotta fly Mary, tell all your friends to stay in school, the world will need smart girls down the line and please give my best to your father!" called out Supergirl.

"I will Supergirl!" called out Mary "And thanks!"

A crowd quickly surrounded the young girl "Mary was that really Supergirl??" asked one breathless student.

"It sure wasn't Barbara Streisand!" japed Mary.

---

Supergirl resumed the pursuit, but it was not good, Superman was already over Metropolis and clearly headed for Lois' apartment.

Kara was a scant two minutes behind Superman but she dreaded the possibilities if her cousin fell on Lois Lane in a rut.

Her x-ray vision revealed that Superman was already ringing' Lois' doorbell.

"Gotta pour on the speed here!" grated the heroine, "Gotta save Lois".

With an almighty burst of speed Supergirl flashed through a conveniently open window in Lois Lane's apartment.

She alighted to an astonishing scene; her cousin the Mighty Superman was down on his knees in the doorway to Lois' apartment.

He was weeping piteously.

Lois stood over the hero in a fluffy pink negligee, next to her was a blonde handsome man wearing naught but a towel.

Not just any man, no, this guy was none other than Colonel Steven Leonard Trevor, USAF, Medal of Honor winner and until recently Wonder Woman's alleged fianc�e!!

Supergirl's mouth fell open.... she was incredulous.

Moreover, no one had noticed her arrival!

"Superman?" began Lois tentatively "I was meaning to tell you, but it's so hard to get you alone for any length of time...It's my fault not yours...I've changed. You've got a mission...I have to accept that now.

I'm sorry I feel like I've lied to you...but lets face facts you were never going to ask me to marry you...?"

Superman sobbed in reply.

"Look it's better this way, a clean break.... no more of those will-he-ever pop the question stories in the gossip columns..." the famed reporter smiled wanly.

This was not going well.

"Look I'm going to make a new start and quit the Planet..."

"Nooooo!" whined Superman in helpless agony.

Lois stroked the hero's hair in a distracted fashion...she was starting to fight back tears herself.

"No I need to go, I've already got a gig lined up in Washington to be a weekly columnist..."

"D - don't go!" moaned Superman.

"I've already left...Kal-El d - don't hate me!" Lois' lower lip quivered it was torture to see Superman reduced to such straits.

Kara stepped forward, until this moment no one had known she was even in the room such were the power of the emotions in play.

"Supergirl!" exclaimed Steve Trevor.

The Maid of Might focused in on her emotionally battered cousin.

"Kal come on we should go, it'll be better if we just leave!" she said gently.

"Nooo!" wept the Action Ace, how would he live without Lois!!?

The Girl of Steel laid a delicate hand on his shoulder, and as if a silent signal had been given the still grieving Man of Steel rose unsteadily to his feet.

Supergirl ran one gently arm across his shoulder, "Come Kal, back to the Fortress...."

Superman turned halfway to leave and then called out to his long time girl friend perhaps for the first and last times "Lois I love you!! I'm nothing without you!!"

Lois stared at Superman in a transport of agony.

"I know...even all that isn't enough though!" she replied in a broken voice.

Superman took a stricken step back and the door swung shut on him.

Behind it he could easily hear Lois' sobs and the rough masculine noises of comfort made by Steve Trevor.

Supergirl's heart was broken to see her cousin in such a state, still irrationally she thought "Rao I wonder if Wonder Woman knows about this??"

She took Superman by the hand as if he was a lost child, made for a nearby window and flew out into the bright Metropolis afternoon.

That awful lust-filled red was gone from his eyes now, replaced by the stain of tears.

"I guess the red-k has worn off," thought Kara.

Supergirl and Superman headed north, back the way they came.

And Kal-El cried all the way.

Chapter Six

Several days later....

"So let me get this straight.... I've lost my girl friend, you're pregnant, and it's all because red-k made my a ravenous satyr?"

Superman was lying on Supergirl's bed in the Fortress...following his wild weekend with Kara and his sudden break-up with Lois he was trying to piece things back together.

"Yup that is the short version" Supergirl was nonchalantly seated at her vanity table applying a nice understated lipstick.

Kal-El groaned in defeat.

"And you are sure about this, the Spectre I mean..." nagged the Man of Steel

"Yes I am sure" replied Kara in a tired voice "The fact is, the night after my dream I broke the time barrier and went forward twenty years...to 1987.

There was a well kept statue to my memory in Metropolis Central Park..."

The Maid of Might just left that revelation hang in the air.

"KARA! For Rao's sake I've told you a thousand times we must never break the time barrier to learn our immediate future!" roared the Action Ace.

"KAL!" shouted Supergirl in exasperation "This isn't some time paradox cooked up by Brainiac...it is my life we are talking about! It doesn't matter now, casuality flows in one direction, towards entropy...therefore if you went forward in time now that statue wouldn't exist!"

"That is because when we go forward in time we don't follow a single path, we follow the most likely series of outcomes....this pregnancy changes something about the future!!" shot back the Metropolis Marvel.

"we change the future every day it's still there despite our best and worst efforts!" said Supergirl defensively.

She was angry with herself, that time travel stunt was dangerous...but it did remove all doubt from her mind.

Superman subsided for a moment, what was done was done, that was the first law of time travel.

Still the way she manipulated him it was so.....underhanded! he thought.

Kal set his jaw grimly and decided to alter his line of attack.

"Kara need I remind you that we are COUSINS!!!" he blazed.

The Maid of Might finally got angry "Oh can it Kal-El! You know as well as I do marriage between first cousins was a routine occurrence on Krypton! The gene pool was immensely diverse compared to Earth humans and anyway Kryptonian doctors eliminated hereditary diseases eons ago!!!"

Superman sighed, his cousin's logic was impeccable.

He changed his tack again, "How are your foster parents taking it?"

"Taking it?" asked Supergirl "They are overjoyed, there is this thing called grandparent-hunger you know!"

"D - do they know that I'm...' quavered the Metropolis Marvel.

"That...' conceded Kara "took some explaining...I showed them the data and they seem satisfied".

"But Kara you'll be a single mother - people will talk!" wailed Superman who stared at the Fortress ceiling in agony.

"Geez Kal you are such a sexist oinker! It's 1967 and I'm Supergirl for God's sake!! I can toss asteroids around like volleyballs, I can outwit Luthor and I can also change a diaper without any help!!"

"Uuuhhh!" Superman exhaled in disgust.

"No ring for me eh Kal-El?" thought Supergirl.

"KIDS TODAY!?" yelled the Man of Tomorrow.

"Well it is a little much to ask for...," she decided to herself.

"How will you keep this from the public...I mean a pregnant heroine it'll be controversial...Young girls look up to you!" worried Superman.

"Supergirl isn't having the baby, Linda Danvers is! When I start showing I'll carefully deploy some of my robots to take up the crime fighting slack. Tell everyone I'm nursing a broken heart and am refusing all public engagements!"

"Your parents will be scandalized!"

"They are happy, I'm happy, why can't YOU be happy for Rao's sake?!" yelled Kara in frustration.

There was a pause in the conversation.

Supergirl stood up and walked over to the bed and sat down.

Superman lay there; he was half smiling.

"You should've sent me into the Phantom Zone until the red-k wore off" he said without conviction.

"No never not in the mental state you were in..." said the Heroine.

"Besides..." she continued, " I needed something from you."

Supergirl gently seized her cousin's hand laid it atop her stomach.

"You can hate me for manipulating you...just don't hate my baby" she asked.

Superman rose and wrapped both hands around Kara's tummy.

He kissed her on the neck.

"No never..." he breathed "Did I tell you the dream I had the night before the fight with Luthor?"

"No?" Supergirl was confused.

"The Spectre came to me and said, I was your last hope for a long love and a happy life, when the time came I was not to refuse you..."

Kara was thunderstruck "The Spectre came to you in a dream?"

"Yup" Superman smiled for once he was ahead of the game.

Superman kissed his cousin's delicate swan-like neck as a gesture of forgiveness and then asked, "What will be Linda Danvers' story on all this?"

Supergirl blushed "Oh the usual, I got hung up that boy Derek Marlowe, a drive in, my calendar was goofed up...it'll be hard but we are moving out of Midvale to a compound in near the ocean."

"Derek Marlowe?" asked Superman.

"Yeah I know it's cynical, but he fell afoul of mobsters and was killed before I could clean up the gang...I know it's manipulative but he was a big campus Casanova and well.... it's a simple story to tell people".

Supergirl subsided for a moment...she hated lying so blatantly about her baby's paternity - maybe someday that would change but for now...

Superman at least understood the need for an alibi that spared everyone's feelings.

"A compound?" Superman was curious he knew the Danvers were well to do, but hardly among the super rich.

Supergirl brightened, her foster father's business success filled her with a daughterly pride "Isn't that cool! I'm going to live in my own house on the property...an eighteen room mansion!"

Superman was at a loss; he had a hard time imagining his pretty cousin as a madcap millionairess.

"Yeah, when Daddy found out I was pregnant he sold a bunch of his patents for big money up front...about twenty million dollars up all told!" continued Kara.

"You mean..." Superman's eyes filled with mirth this was getting better and better!

"Yes, Linda Danvers is a single mother and now an heiress!!"

The heroine giggled, well it was funny, she had no need for money personally but it did buy a nice view of the water and a lot of diapers!"

Kal-El chuckled "You'll be the Socialite of Steel!"

They both laughed long and loud.

Chapter Seven:

Six Months Later:

Supergirl had a cute round fertile belly that was the absolute envy of half the heroine's on active duty.

She was "carrying it well" as they say in the Mommie Magazines.

She was eating right, getting plenty of rest, pregnancy truly agreed with Kara Zor-El.

Linda Danvers wasn't doing half bad either, she waddled around Midvale in her long flowing pregnancy shifts, showing off her big belly like it was an everyday thing and acting her old perky self.

Linda's only regret was she had to drop out of college...it was the one thing she couldn't fit in between the baby and everything else.

"Time enough for that degree in philosophy later" the disguised heroine promised herself.

The town was scandalized, and then scandalized again when the Danvers' sold their house and decamped for a palacial compound by the sea.

Linda at last had a house to herself and room to laze around, eat, and take those long warm baths the baby-books all recommended.

Right now though, Supergirl was plucking Wonder Woman's eyebrows in preparation for a date with Bruce Wayne.

"Great Hera - Kara you must be the luckiest girl on earth!" sighed the Amazon.

"Oh let's see now, I'm pregnant, unmarried and you are the one going out on a date with Bruce Wayne...if anyone should be envious it should be me!" laughed Supergirl.

"I want to have a baby..." said the Amazon with quiet determination.

Kara was always taken aback when Diana talked like this.

The Amazon in her guise as Diana Prince had quite Washington DC and gotten a research position at a policy think tank in Gotham City.

Wonder Woman was lonely...sometimes she blurted out some shocking home truths.

"Just try and get one of those husband things first willya?..roll your lips." Supergirl moved on to applying the Amazon's lipstick.

In truth, the Amazon Maid looked pretty nice tonight.

Diana Prince was going out with handsome sophisticated Bruce Wayne; thanks to some help from Supergirl she was clad in a lovely ball gown of green silk with matching heels and a clutch purse.

They'd gone shopping together for that special dress in their civilian ID's. And in truth not even an Amazon can resist the allure of shopping for new clothes.

Kara had convinced her friend to ditch her glasses and do her hair up in a sexy French braid.

Kara had been hanging out a lot with her Amazon friend, since Steve Trevor had run off with Lois Lane, these days Wonder Woman was prone to moping.

She'd taken the abrupt break-up well considering the length of her affair with the handsome pilot.

Supergirl thought for sure Diana would beat him to a pulp...but the Amazon stifled her tears, bid him farewell and wept alone.

Which is the sort of stoicism that passed for moping from a super human Amazon warrior.

"Now remember what I told you, when he gets here, don't come out of the bedroom for five minutes...make him wait it's part of the game!" advised Supergirl.

"But why?" asked Diana.

"Trust me, Bruce is a man, and men need validation!" relied Supergirl.

"Kara please let me rub your tummy for good luck!" pleaded Wonder Woman.

The Maid of Steel rolled her eyes, but dutifully she let her friend caress her pregnant belly.

"Kara this isn't some silly superstition you know..." explained Wonder Woman "the ancient Amazons believed that the fertile womb was the absolute source of all female power!"

"Right fine, just wait five minutes when he gets her alright?" asked Kara.

"I remember yes...how do I look?"

"A vision Diana, you are a vision..." said Supergirl truthfully.

The pregnant heroine moved towards the window, it was time to go; Bruce would be there any minute.

"Kara thanks...." said Wonder Woman in a small voice "And I do envy you!"

"Diana your date is arriving in a limo, I'm flying home to watch Room 222 what does that tell you??"

The two heroines shared a laugh.

The Girl of Steel waved and leapt out into the night...."Another job well done for Supermom-to-be!" thought Kara.

Chapter Eight.

A month after that...

One month later to the day...

And Supergirl was as big as a house.... she had a smooth sleek basketball sized tummy...her face was slightly rounder and slightly pink in complexion. The Super-mom-to-be was constantly smiling and cheery she had that wonderful waddle of a woman in the last stages of a very successful pregnancy.

At the moment the mighty heroine was seated at the conference table of J.L.A.'s meeting room gobbling down an ice-cream sundae.

"Hormones" she mumbled, "it's the hormones; they make me eat all kinds of things. Lately I've also been getting cravings for red meat...so I'm eating hamburgers all the time!"

Supergirl giggled and kept slurping down ice cream, she was getting to be as big as a house and that was fine with her!

"A big belly means a big kid, and a big kid means a healthy kid!" the Kryptonian Kutie recited to herself.

Wonder Woman stared at Supergirl in resignation; she didn't think she'd ever seen a happier healthier pregnant woman in all her life!

"Great Hera" thought the Amazon "She flies here with that belly of hers like it's nothing...eats a huge meal, laughs and carries on like nothing has happened...maybe SHE is the real Wonder Woman!"

"Hey Diana!" asked Kara "Why so glum?"

"I'm just wallowing in envy that is all!" said the Amazon truthfully.

Supergirl gave Mary Marvel who was seated across the table a wicked look

"Envy she says Mary! And this morning she woke up in Wayne Manor!"

Mary blushed at looked down; all this sexy talk embarrassed the Girl

Gladiator.

"KA-RA!" admonished Diana "Puh - lease!"

The Maid of Might subsided "Just kidding, you guys are so skittish about my pregnancy, Rao, lighten up!"

Mary smiled and resumed eating her ice cream..."I'll lightning up Kara if that will help things!"

"A groaner a groaner from the one and only Mary Marvel!" japed Supergirl happily.

"Okay girls all kidding aside!" said Wonder Woman firmly "Kara I have a question to ask you, when you er...go into labor how will it be handled?"

"Yeah Kara" interjected Mary "It's not like Supergirl can check into the maternity ward...and if Linda Danvers delivers an invulnerable baby there will be some questions!"

Supergirl put her spoon down and put on a serious look "It's a slightly complicated plan...your er boy friend is going to fake some records at the Wayne Clinic for Unwed Mothers to make it look like I had the baby there...there will even be a birth certificate to authenticate it all. But when it's time I'll go up to the Fortress, I've programmed my robots to assist in the delivery...it'll be okay I even built a delivery room and ran computer simulations".

Supergirl smiled at her own ingenuity.

Wonder Woman though, was utterly aghast.

"K - Kara!" she stammered "Am I to understand they birth of that precious little baby is be attended upon by a bunch of robots???"

"Well gee Diana I'll be there...' said the Maid of Might lightly.

"No never!" affirmed the Amazon who rose and walked over sitting down next to Kara.

"Listen to me" begged Wonder Woman "Come to Paradise Island for the birth, the Amazons have ancient midwifery skills and advanced technology...we can make it easy on you...women should help women at a time like this!"

Diana beamed brightly it was all settled in her mind.

"I'd like to act as your midwife, when the time comes..." asked the Amazon quietly.

It was Supergirl's turn to blanche though "Ah P-Paradise Island...um all that magic? No no I don't think so".

The Girl of Steel had it in her head that the ancient mysticism of the Amazons might be bad for her baby.

Suddenly Kara stood up with a pained expression on her face "Darn bladder...you know I almost have to pee once a day now!"

And with that Supergirl headed to the J.L.A.'s comfortable Lady's Room.

Mary Marvel and Wonder Woman sat there in silence.

Mary pecked away at her ice cream pre-occupied.

Wonder Woman was at a loss "Surely Kara can't want to give birth in the presence of...androids!?" she bit that last word off angrily.

"Offer her a compromise," said Mary.

"What?" queried Wonder Woman.

"Yeah a compromise.." rejoined Mary now warming to her topic "Ditch the Paradise Island part of the deal and just offer to act as midwife in the Fortress Delivery Room...I bet she'd go for that!"

Mary resumed slurping down her sundae...a friend's sudden pregnancy had it's culinary advantages!

"It's the Paradise Island part she doesn't like..." finished Mary nonchalantly.

Wonder Woman was aghast again, that was the wisest thing anyone had said so far!

"Hey!" chided the Amazon, who pointed at her own head with a finger "Where did that idea come from?"

"Wisdom of Solomon Diana, you should try it sometime!" joked the Girl Gladiator.

Just then, Supergirl returned, "Now where was I?" she resumed the attack on her sundae.

"Ah Kara...maybe Paradise Island is a bit much...but would you ever allow me to act as mid-wife or just as a friendly observer in the Fortress Delivery Room - please??"

Supergirl stopped eating for a moment, then smiled "Sure!" she chirped

"Heck my robots aren't much for conversation!"

"Oh that would be great...did you hear that Mary? You and I are attending on the birth of Supergirl's child!" exulted the Amazon craftily.

Mary nearly choked "M - M - ME? Howcum I have to go??" she whined.

This whole birth thing of Kara's sort of frightened the normally fearless Mary Marvel.

"Well it was your idea!" huffed Wonder Woman.

Mary deflated...Wonder Woman had some wisdom on tap too she guessed.

"Very well" sighed the Marvel Maid.

Chapter Nine

Special Delivery....

Supergirl was pouting...for real.

She couldn't believe it.

She, Kara Zor-El, Last Daughter of Krypton, The Strongest Woman in the World...was late.

A whole day late.

"Darn that supercomputer!" she raged inwardly "It said I'd go into labor yesterday!"

She sat in on the throne in the new gallery of the Fortress, and affected a sour look.

Kara was in her ninth month and now sported a big fertile lowering tummy. She'd been forced to stop wearing her yellow belt and converted her long sleeved mini-dress into a pregnancy shift.

All the signs pointed to an imminent birth, her stomach hung low but so far not a single twinge.

The Mom-to-be of Steel was still glowing with maternal health and vigor.... but frankly she was getting sick of hefting that baby-belly around.

In a fit of pique Kara had shed her red boots and waddled about the Fortress in her invulnerable bare feet.

"I'm barefoot and pregnant" she cried petulantly to the empty gallery.

Kara looked down at her preposterously huge love mound "What more do you want!? I've fed you steaks, ice cream, hamburgers...no wonder you are so huge...now come on out and lets get on with the whole family bit!"

Whilst Supergirl whined, Mary Marvel played chess in the Girl of Steel's private lab. They'd all flown up to the Fortress together in expectation that the supercomputer's prediction was correct.

For the moment the two heroines amused themselves playing chess billing the match as "The wisdom of Athena versus the wisdom of Solomon".

Solomon was proving a superior chess player.

Meanwhile a distracted the Maid of Might was walking around thinking some activity would jar the baby loose.

She'd ended up in the gallery alone with her thoughts on the very throne Superman's had spanked her on nine months before.

A familiar voice called from out the darkness "Heard you were running late?!"

Supergirl perked up and smiled ruefully it was cousin Kal-El.

"Everything has gone so well...but now I'm a little spooked" she admitted.

Superman came out of the shadows all smiles "My computer isn't perfect...I think it must've calculated the birth time on the basis of the wrong...er - ah encounter."

Here the Man of Steel looked embarrassed, he flopped down at the foot of the throne and took one of his cousin's dainty feet into his hand and reflexively started massaging it.

The Maid of Might sighed and leaned back on the throne with her eyes closed that felt good.

"MMmmmmmm thanks cousin" she breathed.

Superman smiled, what woman, super or otherwise didn't crave a foot rub this late in a pregnancy?

"Kara?"

"Yes Kal?"

"One last time can I rub your belly for good luck?"

"Oooohhh cousin really alright but this had better be the last time and I hope it brings me some good luck too!" Supergirl rolled her eyes...everyone wanted to touch her belly it was like she was the only pregnant woman on earth!

The Action Ace rubbed the Heroine's belly vigorously, Supergirl giggled.

Superman returned to his massage...Kara slipped in a dreamy state of relaxation.

She stretched her long shapely legs out and arched her small perfectly formed foot.

Kal-El noted with approval his cousin didn't stint on her beauty regimen, she still sported carefully shaped toenails painted bright red.

"Kara, maybe so Earthly folk wisdom might work here?" offered the Metropolis Marvel.

"Like what?" asked Supergirl with her eyes closed.

"Like maybe a thorough tickling will bring down your baby!!" jeered Superman who immediately locked both of Supergirl's feet in a tight grip and began tickling them both relentlessly.

The effect was electric Kara doubled over and laughed loudly.

"WHAHAHHHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAA hoo hoo hoo HAHAHAAA-S - S - Superman St - op!!! Hahahhahahaaaa!" she begged piteously.

"Nope it's baby time Kara!" crowed Superman who kept up his merciless tickle assault.

"WHAHAHAHAA!" Supergirl was convulsed and helpless on the throne she couldn't get her hands past her jiggling baby mound to push her cousin away.

Finally with an almighty heave she pulled on foot free and gave her cousin a kick in the jaw that sent him sprawling.

Superman laughed all the way before impacting against the rock wall of the gallery.

"I'm pregnant not powerless!" she told her cousin.

Supergirl stood up and smiled, she was mildly miffed at Superman's desperate scheme to induce labor.

"Nice kick" mocked the Hero.

"Kal-El a tickling to induce childbirth really?!!.... Where did you get that idea Penthouse Forum?" chided Kara.

Superman stood up sheepishly..."It made you laugh..." he offered sheepishly.

Kara padded over to her cousin and kissed him on the cheek " It was worth a try..." she said.

Supergirl headed back towards her lab...this baby of hers was taking it's sweet time that was all there was too it.

Superman sat down on the throne and gazed longingly at his cousin's wondrously pregnant form.

"She is amazing," he decided.

He hoped for courtesy's sake Kara didn't see his huge boner while he was tickling her.

---

"Mate in two moves..." announced Mary Marvel.

Wonder Woman pulled a face "I concede the game" announced the Amazon.

"HA!" cried Mary "A victory for Solomon and his logic!"

"Did Solomon ever play two hand poker," asked Diana who was looking around for a deck of cards.

"I don't know but I never played chess until today though..." chirped the Girl Gladiator.

The Amazon rolled her eyes.

Supergirl came in and leaned against the doorframe..."Well that does it, Kal-El tried to induce labor by tickling me just now...I'm beginning to think we should've done this on Paradise Island." said the Heroine.

"Just relax sweetie" encouraged Wonder Woman "We are now on baby-time...hey did you just pee yourself or something?"

It was true Supergirl was standing in a small puddle, not having seen her feet in five months the Girl of Steel was caught unawares.

"I uh..." she looked down there was a puddle!

Suddenly a stabbing pain came up and out of her belly, Supergirl groaned and her knees crumpled.

"Great Hera!" cried the Amazon "Kara's water has broken, the baby is coming!!!"

At lightning speed Wonder Woman and Mary Marvel leapt to their stricken friend's side each grabbing an elbow to prevent Supergirl from toppling over.

"OOhhhhh" groaned Kara "F - first contraction was a doozy!"

"Now Kara don't worry about a thing we'll get you fixed up in a jiffy" sympathized Wonder Woman.

Slowly they guided Supergirl to the special birthing bed in the nearby delivery room.

"It was a strong one," gasped Kara who was now actually perspiring.

The three of them headed into the birthing chamber, Supergirl was going into labor!

---

Superman was miserable.

He was lying up against the wall outside the Fortress impromptu "maternity ward" alone and in mental agony.

Even without super hearing he could pick every one of his cousin's increasingly hoarse screams as she suffered though labor pains.

He'd asked to be there when the baby came, but Kara had grown weirdly bashful and insisted this was a "girl's only" affair.

Inwardly relieved he assented to the arrangement.

Now, though he was reproaching himself for not insisting, Kara sounded like she was being tortured in there.

---

Mary Marvel was miserable too, and she had a front row seat to the whole thing.

Or rather a stool on which she sat pensive, knees together staring at her gold ballet shoes and trying with all her willpower not to cry or flee from the room.

Meanwhile the mighty Supergirl was laying on a nearby table, cocked at a forty-five degree angle, feet up in stirrups, another lancing pain went through her.

The mighty Supergirl bellowed without the slightest restrain.

Kara was a sweaty distraught mess and it had only been an hour since her water had broke.

Wonder Woman bustled around the delivery room like this was most natural thing in the world for her...she took a quick look under Kara's super-skirt and announced "you are fully dilated, we are in the home stretch ladies...Kara get ready to do some pushing!"

Supergirl looked stricken "I - I don't think I can..." she quavered.

Diana came up right behind her shoulders and gave the pregnant heroine a friendly squeeze "nonsense!" she chided, "in a few minutes we three will be the happiest women in the universe!"

The Amazon smiled and pulled on a pair of surgical gloves and moved back towards Kara's spread legs.

"Arrrrgghhhh!" groaned the Maid of Might as another pain washed over her.

Wonder Woman bent down like she was a baseball catcher "we are so close now ladies...Mary could you take up your position at the head of the birthing table...just take Kara's hands and let her squeeze them. It'll help her get leverage for the pushing!" she said brightly.

Mary didn't move a muscle she was clearly petrified.

"Mary..." asked Wonder Woman firmly "Kara need you now!"

Mary just sat there.

"This was a lot to ask her, I forget she is still a teenager. Mary and Kara were pajama party pals this must be pretty traumatic for her!" thought the Amazon.

"MARY!" cried out Supergirl in a pained gasp "p - please help me!"

The Girl Gladiator suddenly stood up and walked as if in a trance to her position she lightly took each of Kara's hands in her own.

Wonder Woman smiled to herself "The appeal for help, no Marvel can ever refuse that!" she thought.

"Now Kara, just squeeze Mary's hands if you start to feel pain, you can't hurt her, she is the World's Mightiest Girl after all!"

Mary Marvel smiled wanly.

"After the next contraction, I want you to push strong and steady then I'll tell you to stop!" instructed Wonder Woman.

"I don't I just don't..." Supergirl was afraid for the first time in her life!

Mary Marvel abruptly snapped out of her torpor...her friend needed her!

Swiftly the Marvel Maid bent without breaking her grip and planted a warm kiss on her friend's pain wracked forehead "Kara it'll be all right.... just keep doing your breathing exercises!" encouraged Mary.

"Okay!" said Wonder Woman with a sigh "three - two - one - PUSH KARA PUSH!!!"

Mary felt as it her two hands were in a pair of vice grips - Marvel class painful vice grips!

Kara bent forward with an agonized expression on her face "Arrrrrrrrgghhhhh!" she shrieked.

"I CAN SEE THE HEAD!!" yelled Diana ecstatically.

"Oh Rao please...no more no more!" the pain was indescribable for Supergirl.

"Kara one more push, please you can do this!" pleaded Wonder Woman.

Outside, to a deity he rarely invoked, Kal-El, prayed for his cousin's life and the life of their child.

The room was going black to the Maid of Might...her head swam and the pain welled up in new and ominous places...

"I don't know! IÉ I can't," she wept.

"Kara Kara, one more big push three two one!" yelled Wonder Woman whose hands disappeared up between the Girl of Steel's spread legs.

The room got silent; at least it was to Kara.

All she could hear was her own screams of agony she was pushing and pushing and her head was spinning.... then there was what...nothing!!???

Supergirl fell back on the birthing bed and swooned momentarily.

There was music in the air...sweet music, high pitched and it sounded like...a baby!!?

Everything was wet, dark, and painful...Supergirl inhaled with a shudder.

What was that lovely sound though?

IT'S A GIRL!" yelled Wonder Woman.

Kara's eyes snapped open standing over her was Diana and cradled in her arms a tiny imperious pink thing...swaddled in Supergirl's own cape and wearing a knitted cap!

"Oh R - RAO!" babbled Supergirl who held out her arms and took up her baby for the first time...a wave of sheer happiness broke over the room.

Superman finally screwed up his courage and lunged into the chamber..."is it...?" he asked.

"It's a girl!" cried Supergirl with a sob of happiness.

---

A scant hour later and Mary Marvel, Wonder Woman, and Supergirl really were the happiest women in the universe.

Kara was changing in front of her full length mirror in the bedroom into an entirely new costume, a loose puffy sleeved blue blouse with her "S" icon in miniature over her left breast, red hot pants and red slippers.

Diana was cradling Kara's baby in her arms and had a dreamy maternal expression on her face...the newborn peeped and wailed setting off strokes of lightning in the Amazon's womb.

"Kara!" said Diana "Why the new costume...?"

Supergirl primped a bit in front of the mirror "Oh I don't know I got sick of the same old thing after the sixth month y'know...besides this costume is better suited for breast feeding!"

The heroine punctuated this revelation by pulling down on the v-neck of her blouse revealing the white lace of a sturdy nursing bra.

The Amazon smiled to herself and resumed gazing at the tiny baby.

"Aren't you the least but tired?" asked Mary Marvel who was leaning against the wall astonished at her friend's resiliency...Supergirl had washed, then dressed from panties up and there was no sign of stretch marks or other postpartum trauma on that alabaster skin of hers!"

"Nope.... that is the advantage of super-stamina" announced Kara airily.

She walked back over to Wonder Woman and took her baby into her arms.

"I wish I could stay here for a while but I've got to get back to Gotham and start my cover-story...such a chore!" lamented the Mother of Might.

Just then Superman entered...he'd mysteriously disappeared after the child's birth and ascertaining that his cousin was all right.

"Kal-El!" admonished Supergirl "Where have you been?"

"Oh" Superman blushed "I er ...passed out cigars to the Justice League..."

The three heroines rolled their eyes.

"Cigars eh...Rao forbid he should fly off to get me a diamond..." thought the Woman of Steel ruefully.

"Um...does she have a name yet?" asked Superman hoping to change the subject.

Kara's eyes danced with pride "Oh yes! Anna Marie Danvers!" she said proudly.

"Gee...that ...is...a...pretty...name" said the Metropolis Marvel in a crestfallen tone.

Supergirl nearly burst out laughing, "Okay...Alura Kal-El! Are you happy? She has a Kryptonian name now!"

"Great!" Superman smiled he walked over and doted on the baby still dreaming away in her mother's arms.

"Alura?" quized Mary.

"For my late mother..." answered Supergirl "On Krypton daughters usually take their father's full name as a gesture of respect."

A few happy minutes passed for all concerned and then Supergirl started tucking Alura into her elaborate travel unit, a pressurized "stroller" that would allow the heroine to fly her child around without fuss or bother.

"Do you have to leave so soon?" asked Superman.

"Yeah" lamented Supergirl "I do, the whole secret ID thing is set to go down in Gotham it'll take me a day or two to pull it off..."

The Man of Steel was nonplussed his daughter and her mother were simply flying back to America within an hour of giving birth.

He looked forlorn.

Supergirl gave him a peck as she passed by, "Come by the house Wednesday...I'll let you change her diapers and everything!"

Superman smiled.

"C'mon Diana, our work here is finished!" Mary Marvel threw an arm around Wonder Woman's shoulder.

"What is this we stuff Marvel Girl?! I did all the work in there!" needled the Amazon.

The Girl Gladiator held up her hands "Oh and whose super-hands saved the day!?" she mocked.

The two friends bickered amiably as the party moved towards the Fortress main exit.

Chapter Ten

How Supergirl finally joined the Justice League....

Supergirl had a open-ended invitation to bring the baby around to the J.L.A. any time she wanted.

This was a little more complicated than anyone realized, as Kara still wasn't comfortable flying her infant daughter around at transonic speeds.

In the end the Mother of Might improved her domed kiddie-carrier device with a handle, a full, life support system, back-anti-gravity drive plus diapers, bottles, wet-wipes, lotion and baby powder.

Supergirl was, very handy in the lab.

One day she set off for the J.L.A.'s secret headquarters in the mountains...since she was already an "un-official" member she got past the security precautions without any problems.

Alura was as good as gold on this trip; she slept like the proverbial baby.

In the main meeting room, her cousin, Batman, Atom, Hawkman, Green Lantern, The Flash and Wonder Woman were seated around the table deep in discussion about some dire situation.

Or they were, until they got a look at Supergirl's pink and blonde daughter...the discussion broke up as all and sundry gathered around the Woman of Steel to coo and fuss over her baby.

All except Wonder Woman, she hung back with a faintly disapproving look in her eye.

"Koochee koochee ko-oo" sang The Flash, who gently tickled Alura under her chin...the baby chuckled happily.

Heck the whole group was happy for once...all save Wonder Woman who had a distracted air about her.

"Diana - do join in..." said Superman he lifted his daughter up with both hands so the Amazon could see better.

"Really Superman..." said Wonder Woman frigidly "We must focus on the matter at hand!"

She glared at the Action Ace.

Abashed Superman lowered Alura and handed her back to Supergirl who made a great show of swaddling the baby in a red kryptonian blanket.

The good feeling wafted out of the room suddenly...

"She is right" sighed the Man of Steel "We do have a problem!"

"What is that cousin?" asked Supergirl who was watching Wonder Woman out of the corner of her eye.

"Felix Faust...he has threatened to destroy the League - from within!" explained Batman.

One by one the suddenly dejected Leaguers returned to their places around the conference table.

"We were discussing what it meant, if there was a breach in our security or something like that..." continued the Atom who was perched on Green Lantern's shoulder.

"Speaking of security breaches..." sang out Kara "Wonder Woman, It's time for Alura's feeding could you give me a quick assist in the kitchen?"

Wonder Woman looked thunderstruck...the rest of the League fairly leered at the Amazon.

"Well er...I never I mean..." stammered the Princess.

Supergirl smiled "Oh I just need you to help me heat up her bottle it'll be just us girls y'know??"

The Amazing Amazon sighed and stood up, "very well but this Faust matter is a priority" she said.

With an arrogant clicking of her high-heeled boots Wonder Woman walked into the kitchen.

Once they were in n the kitchen Kara switched to carrying her daughter at her hip...she smiled.

"A baby on her hip...very natural for a woman you should try it some time Diana!"

The Amazon sniffed disdainfully, "My mission in the man's world is more important than any family considerations!"

"Your loss!" trilled the Mother of Might.

"I think not..." rejoined the Amazon regally "Now lets get this feeding over with...."

"Oh that!" Supergirl's voice descended to a conspiratorial whisper "I didn't want the guys to see that I actually breast feed Alura...no bottles see!"

Supergirl punctuated this revelation by pulling up on her puffy blouse to reveal her two milk engorged all too perfect breasts.

Wonder Woman's mouth fell open, those tits were awe-inspiring, she flushed in sheer surprise.

"You...aren't wearing a - a - bra!" stammered the Amazing Amazon.

"Neither are you" smirked Supergirl.

The Woman of Steel watched her friend closely and ever so quietly shifted Alura (who, being a sweet tempered child remained quiet as a church mouse during all this palaver) up to her shoulder so that her daughter was facing away from the two heroines.

"Oh Diana, just wait a minute, I've got to squeeze a little milk out to get things started" Supergirl then gave her right nipple a impudent little pinch - a thin dripping of white milk issued from that magnificent gland.

"Oooh Diana sometime I have to pinch really hard to get my milk flowing" breathed Supergirl.

"Yeah...hard" said the Amazon in a mesmerized tone.

"Am I lactating Diana, sometime I can't tell!" blushed Kara.

"Yes...you are l - lactating" replied the Amazon in a strained little voice.

"I thought so!" snarled the Kryptonian Kutie, with one super speed motion grabbed an antique bread knife from out of a nearby drawer and plunged into Wonder Woman's chest!

The Amazon howled in an unearthly metallic tone.

"YOU ROTTEN LITTLE BITCH HOW DID YOU FIND OUT?!!!" screeched Diana who clutched ineffectually at the knife hilt sticking out of her chest.

"You are a lousy transvestite Felix that is all I will say" taunted

Supergirl who seized a saltshaker and poured the potent preservative all over Wonder Woman's flailing body.

The effect was electric; the "Amazon's" body shimmered and actually blurred for a moment before being magically replaced by a wretched masculine specimen in a purple robe and wizard's turban.

It was none other than the J.L.A.'s sorcerer foe, Felix Faust he'd been impersonating Wonder Woman!

Supergirl knew the drill with him though, with another application of super-speed she zoomed in and grabbed Felix' magic ruby pendant and gripped it good and hard!

The evil magician writhed as if someone had a death grip on his balls, indeed he and the talisman were so inexorably linked that it was an apt analogy.

And the amazing part was, Supergirl still had her blouse up and a baby on one shoulder!

The rest of the League caught on to the confrontation in the kitchen and came stumbling amazed that Kara had un-masked Felix Faust.

"He was disguised as Wonder Woman!" said Superman in a slightly pained tone.

Inwardly though he was glad his cousin had collared Faust so easily, it was bound to impress the League.

"A most unusual stratagem..." replied Batman.

"Iron and salt, the traditional sovereigns against everyday magicks" announced Kara proudly.

"The Kid has talent!" proclaimed The Flash.

"Okay Felix!" Blared Supergirl "where is Wonder Woman!!?"

The villain shuddered in raw fear the pain for him was indescribable!

"Muh - muh magic sleep in her ready room I didn't harm her!!!" he whined.

"I'll check on her" said Batman who slipped out the room silently.

"Well!" began Superman "I'd say it's time to move my cousin up to full membership!" enthused the Man of Steel.

Green Lantern had maneuvered behind Kara. Kara was idly tickling Alura under the chin.

The baby had a sweet peeping giggle.

"I'm for it under one condition!" opined the Emerald Gladiator.

"What is that!?" Supergirl's gaze never left the fear struck eyes of Faust.

"You should pull your blouse down!" The Lantern grinned in spite of himself.

"EEP!" went Supergirl, clumsily but never losing her hold on Faust she got herself covered up.

She blushed prettily and looked at her boots..."MEN!" she thought.

Batman whose voice came over the Flash's JLA communicator "Ah Kara I can't get inside Diana's ready room, there seems to be a barrier of some type" saved the Heroine's modesty!

Supergirl's face came up hard against Faust's...her eyes blazed red

"Felix!" she said darkly "Remove that spell or I'll..."

The villain went to pieces "Barrier be gone! Batman come on!!!" he chanted.

"What an awful rhyme" remarked Supergirl.

---

The door to Diana's ready room opened easily once Felix dropped his spell. Batman entered silently, it was hardly a ready-room at all, more like a boudoir complete with a vanity table, closet, full-length mirror and a bed.

And on that bed laid a goddess-like vision of beauty, peacefully asleep clad, in a frivolous pale blue negligee.

The Dark Knight stifled a sharp intake of breath, Diana always did that to him...so powerful yet so unselfconsciously feminine at the same time.

Batman loomed over Wonder Woman like an apparition.

"Wonder Woman!" he said sharply.

Nothing she slumbered away.

He reached out and gave her shoulder a slight shake.

"Diana!" he called out more urgently.

Still no response.

"Darling please wake up!" begged the Caped Crusader.

Batman stopped, bit his lower lip and pondered.

Clearly this was another one of Faust's accursed spells.

Then suddenly the hero smiled...he knew what to do.

With aching tenderness he bent down low over Wonder Woman and kissed her hard on the lips.

It was an honest kiss...

Even a familiar one to the peerless Amazon beauty.

Slowly, Wonder Woman's eyes fluttered open, she was utterly nonplussed at the identity of her rescuer.

"Darling..." breathed Batman.

"My...love" worshiped the Amazon maiden.

"Did Felix?" she continued.

"We caught him no... actually Supergirl caught him red-handed" said the Caped Crusader.

A pained look came through the heroine's eyes...she gently grasped Batman's gauntlet and brought it to rest atop her flat firm belly.

"Bruce.... I don't know how to tell you...?"

The Batman looked concerned "Darling what is it?"

"Bruce, I'm pregnant!!!" tears sprang to the eyes of the mighty heroine.

The Dark Knight fairly crushed Wonder Woman in his embrace..."Marry me!" he exulted.

"Yes Bruce oh YES!" the mighty Amazon was weeping for joy.

---

Meanwhile, Green Lantern and The Flash carted Felix Faust back to prison after Supergirl crushed his pendant with her super-grip.

Never once did she lose a hold of Alura and the mad magician conspired to weep and beg in the most revolting fashion possible.

After a few minutes Batman and Wonder Woman rejoined the J.L.A. who were congratulating Supergirl on her prompt "collar".

"Hola Supergirl!" said Diana with a proud smile "Hand over that child to her adoring Amazon Aunt!"

Kara dutifully complied; the Amazing Amazon expertly cradled the child in her arms - a far cry from Felix Faust's ridiculous kid-phobic version of Wonder Woman.

"I knew it was Felix from the moment I came in, the real Wonder Woman has the worst case of baby fever imaginable! She can't resist Alura!" thought Supergirl, who didn't feel the League's male membership needed to know this little fact about their Amazon colleague.

And in truth, there was Wonder Woman, laughing and gently tickling Alura's tummy and being rewarded with happy peeping giggles.

Superman rubbed the back of his neck "Well I guess it's time..."

"To elect Supergirl to the membership...I'm tired of being the only woman in this outfit!" interjected Wonder Woman, who never took her eyes off Alura.

"Ah but she has a baby now..." said the Atom.

"True!" offered Supergirl "Couldn't I be a sort of corresponding member?"

"I don't see why not!" said Batman stoutly. Privately he felt the League would need Supergirl's power and maturity when Wonder Woman went on maternity leave!

"All those in favor!?" intoned Superman.

"AYE!" went the unanimous chorus.

Supergirl blinked back some tears; it had always been her dream to be a J.L.A. member since the day she reached Earth.

She took Alura back from Wonder Woman and sobbed "Aw you guys...."

---

After a whirlwind courtship millionaire playboy Bruce Wayne married Diana Prince formerly of G-2 at the Pentagon.

She worn white down the aisle of the Gotham Cathedral, lacking a father per se, Wayne's friend Clark Kent gave away the bride.

Her gown cost over five thousand dollars, much of it cunning stitch work designed to hid her growing fertile belly.

A certain Mister Alfred Pennyworth was the Best Man and Miss Donna Troy acted as Maid of Honor.

In the back row, Linda Danvers cried her baby blues out...she was secretly glad though that she wasn't asked to be Maid of Honor. Between the J.L.A., raising Alura, Linda Danvers' philanthropic work and being Supergirl.... she was sometimes felt a wee bit overwhelmed.

Next to her in the pew sat Barbara Gordon.

She was crying her eyes out too.... weddings did that to famous super heroines.

At the gala reception in the Fabulous Gotham Cloisters, Linda sipped champagne and gave her friend Barbara a wicked look.

"Sooo I have to leave soon, I want to be back for Alura's night feeding" said the disguised heroine "When am I gonna get to go to your wedding?"

Barbara Gordon blushed and stammered "Oh not for a while, I like being a working girl".

"Seems a shame, you meet so many eligible bachelors in your line of work..." taunted Linda.

"Yup and I'm not related to any of them" rejoined Barbara.

"Touch�...Caped Crusaderette" smiled Linda.

The two heroine shared and easy laugh.

Just for the record, much to everyone's astonishment, Batgirl caught the bouquet.

Chapter Eleven

Questions....

Six years later, and Linda Danvers still looks like a fresh-faced college co-ed.

Oh she'd made a few changes, now she wore reading glasses to giver her a slightly more mature look.

Linda's looks belied her growing importance as a philanthropist and wealthy do-gooder.

"Sometimes super powers are nothing compared to a twenty million dollar trust fund" thought the heroine.

She was in her office signing off on a few grant applications and feeling uncommonly pleased with herself.

Alura was now an adorable six year old with long cornsilk colored hair. She played quietly in a corner with a doll...Alura's powers were asserting themselves slowly and steadily. She was becoming more resistant to pain and fatigue every day...she wasn't flying yet or using heat vision but those abilities would come in due course.

Just to be on the safe side, Linda home schooled Alura...they spent part of the day doing math and reading and the rest of the time on the use and proper concealment of the child's powers.

Soon though, Linda would send Alura off to school, this home study thing was fine when the child was still young, but Linda wanted Alura to grow up on terms of equality with everyone else.

All the same, she was immensely proud of her pretty young daughter.

The two of them had been accosted once or twice by agents from modeling agencies looking for a mother-daughter team...Linda turned them down despite lucrative offers.

She had enough money...and her foster parents were, by common consent stinkin' rich.

Alura (aka "Anna" her civilian name) decided her Barbie doll had enough adventures with Comet her stuffed super-horsie.

She put her toys down and frowned.

"Mommie?" asked Alura in a pensive voice.

"Yes Angel?"

"Why doesn't Daddy live with us?"

Linda had a pained look, she was resolved not to lie to her daughter about anything...but this was a delicate matter!

Kal el and she still weren't married, publicly that late unlamented no-goodnik Derek Marlowe was still Alura's alleged biological father.

Her cousin was in and out of the house sometimes everyday "co-parenting" as he put it "at high speed".

It was hardly a traditional homelife though.

Kara had long ago promised herself not to nag her cousin about marriage as Lois Lane once did.

Sometimes that promise was severely taxed...like right about now.

"Well Darling...it's like this...Daddy has an important job...one of the most important in the world and he can't always be here with us, but his heart is here always!" said Linda.

Anna subsided she looked as thoughtful as a six year old could be.

Just then, with consummate timing Clark Kent entered with a flourish and a smile he fairly dove atop his daughter and tossed her in the air like she was a nerf-ball.

"Who is Daddy's favorite!" he thundered.

The child giggled happily forgetting her former pensiveness.

"I'm taking her Linda!" announced the Man of Steel.

"You can't have her...I'll chase you to the ends of the universe!" the disguised heroine never looked up from her paperwork.

"No I mean I'm taking her to the beach..." explained Clark with a smile.

"Oh...well...in that case..." said Linda "Vaya con dios...and there is lasagna for dinner tonight!"

"Yay! Lasagna tonight!" cried Alura.

"And if you are very good...when we are at the beach today I'll teach you the secret language of the great whales how they sing to each other..."

Alura was agog at this revelation "Daddy can we fly to the beach?"

"Well I can fly, you can hold on pretty good right?"

"Yes Daddy!" promised Alura.

And with that father and daughter bustled out all smiles.

Linda looked after them with a mixture of happiness and a little regret "still no ring eh Clark?" she said in a small wistful voice.

Linda took off her glasses and made for her concealed costume closet, as long as Clark had Alura for the day Supergirl could get some quality crime fighting done before dinner.

"Such is life for Supermom!" she sighed.

Epilogue:

Eight years later: The Crisis on Infinite Irks

In the end, the Anti-Monitor came apart like a cheap toy.

Not that it wasn't a threat oh yes it was, to all existence from it's weird fastness in an anti-matter dimension.

In fact it was one terrible blow away from killing Supergirl.... she was battered, bloodied but unbowed as the evil entity readied the death stroke.

The rest of the heroes who came with Kara to stop this menace were overawed at the battle Supergirl put up.... most of them were lying in defeated heaps all over the grounds of the Castle Keep.

Seemingly nothing could stop the Anti-Monitor from slaughtering the Woman of Steel.

Wonder Woman lay insensible under some rubble, her Amazon vitality was sapped by the beating she'd gotten earlier.

The Green Lantern had been pushed off the planet by one of the Anti-Monitor's blasts.

Superman lay unconscious and perhaps dead..... truly cousin Kara's death song was in the air.

Except that damn thing never had a chance...just as it was about to fire the fatal blast, a boulder bounced off its robotic head.

Momentarily distracted the Anti-Monitor fatally swiveled it's head when an arrow, a mere arrow with a razor sharp head flashed from out of nowhere and imbedded itself in the thing's mechanical neck.

The Anti-Monitor's head was jammed in a backwards position...."Who trifles with me?" it rumbled.

And then it hit, or rather she hit.

Alura Zor-El that is, traveling at ten times the known speed of light she pierced the Anti-Monitor's armor like an artillery shell...the monstrous being gave off a Lear-like howl and toppled over in pieces spewing a thick noxious purple vapor that was it's very life-force.

"Dammmmnnnnn yooooouuuu Supergirl!" it groaned before dispersing for all time.

Supergirl staggered to her feat in a daze she was bruised and bleeding...."Huh whad I do?" she could not figure out what had happened to the Anti-Monitor.

Her cousin, short ways away roused himself from his near coma...he too was a mess "Arrrrgghh...what happened?" he asked.

And then there was Alura standing suddenly next to her mother.

It had taken her a whole two minutes to decelerate from trans-light speed.... but then she still wasn't used to flying outside the known universe.

Alura was a frightened looking golden haired girl of fourteen years clad in her mother's original costume...which almost fit her.

"Mommie are you alright??" she asked in a scared tone.

Kara groaned loudly in reply...."Yes but I'll never play the piano again!" she joked painfully.

Irrationally Superman thought back to when his cousin crash-landed on earth thirty-three years ago...she had that same bereft look as Alura did now.

He staggered over to his cousin and their daughter.

Alura buried her face in her mother's side "Mommie I think I killed it...." she shuddered.

Supergirl rubbed her daughter's back and murmured "There there...sweetie everything will be fine..."

Kara looked around for a moment "there was an arrow I saw an arrow - that isn't Alura's style" she said in a distracted tone.

"I think I can answer that" said a bedraggled and bloody Wonder Woman who came up with the rest of the J.L.A. relieved to see her best friends alive and well.

"Lyta, Helena, Drucilla, get your asses down here NOW!" yelled the Amazon.

From off a nearby tower came three pretty thirteen-year-old girls each clad in a tunic, wearing sandals with long black braided hair. The teenaged trio expertly slithered down on a silken cord; one of them had an adult sized bow and a quiver of arrows.

It was those famous hoydens the wonder-triplets, Bruce Wayne and Diana Prince - Wayne's fractious daughters.

Supergirl almost laughed.

Dutifully they lined up in front of their mother with their heads bowed low - oh how they were gonna get it!

"Well out with it how did you get here and WHY did you break my express order not to follow us!"

There was a pause then Lyta looked up "Dru had a dream...a white man in a green cape he told her we had to go...." she quavered fearfully.

"A DREAM??" roared Wonder Woman theatrically.

Her daughters resumed staring at the ground fearfully.

Diana sighed in a resigned tone "How did you get here?"

Lyta looked up "We took a Justice League escape pod...Alura provided the power to get to the anti-verse..."

Helena then took up the story, "Lyta and I tossed the boulder and Dru fired the arrow to distract the Anti-Monitor then Alura tackled him when he wasn't looking!"

Lyta smiled they were victorious, grounded for life but victorious...in the secret spaces of her teenaged Amazon heart she was pleased.

So was her mother, but she'd never betray that.

Supergirl laid her head atop her grieving daughter's golden mane "is that true" she whispered, "how did you figure out the path to the anti-verse?"

Alura snuffled and sobbed, "I read the f - files on the supercomputer in the Fortress!"

Kara continued in a gentle tone "but those files are protected..."

"N - not from me!" Alura resumed crying.

Supergirl gave her daughter a comforting hug.

Wonder Woman was still mad though...."when we get back to Gotham and I tell your father...." she snarled.

Her daughters toed the line instantly...Batman was a stern disciplinarian with his brood!

"Mom...I broke our code against killing!" wailed Alura who once again buried her face in Kara's side.

"Actually you didn't" said Superman firmly.

"Huh?" quavered Alura.

"The Anti-Monitor can't die but his essence be dispersed by bursting his containment armor you've rendered him impotent for all time...but it isn't dead not in our sense of the term!" lectured the Man of Steel.

Alura's tears trailed off "So it isn't dead?" she said hopefully.

"No and it's no longer a threat" promised her father.

Green Lantern alighted next to them with a fretful look "Did I miss much?" asked Hal.

"Well we've won! Or rather Alura saved the day!" said Supergirl.

"Well we still have to use the Anti-Monitor's technology to separate the colliding universes...." said the Emerald Warrior.

"Countless lives would have been lost if we had been defeated..." said Superman.

Alura still looked stricken "I want to go home..." she whispered.

"Kara..." said Superman "Take Alura back to Earth I'll clean up here...."

Supergirl affected a pained look she hated leaving before a job was done, but her daughter was fairly traumatized.

She gave Superman a rare kiss on the cheek and said "Wake me when you get back, no matter what time".

And with that, Supergirl took her daughter by the hand a few off back towards Earth.

Hours later...

Linda Danvers sat distracted, brushing her hair at the vanity table.

The red-skies phenomenon had vanished and the White House had announced the danger was over.... once again Earth's heroes had banded together to save the universe.

Night had fallen at the Danvers' mansion.

There was a timid knock at the door, "c'mon in!" said Linda.

Alura walked in, clad in jeans and a tee shirt, like her mother she now sported brown hair in her guise as Anna Marie Danvers.... heiress and sophomore at the New Athens School for girls.

She held Supergirl's original costume neatly folded in her hands.

"Umm...I borrowed this from you" she began uncertainly.

Linda sighed...Alura had disobeyed, been willful, and almost gotten herself killed in the process.

She'd also saved her parent's lives "A true daughter of the House of El" reflected the heroine inwardly.

There was a pause.

"Keep it!" said Kara.

Alura was aghast "But Mom you are the real Supergirl I only..."

"Young lady I said keep it, you are Supergirl now!" said Linda firmly.

"Th - then who are you?" asked her daughter.

"I'm Superwoman! I can cook clean, save lives, fight crime,...and raise a daughter all with one hand!" smiled the heroine.

Alura was abashed..."Um I don't think I'm ready..." she began.

Her mother cut her off "You certainly aren't ready! From now on your father and I will train you every day...first to take orders because our powers are a gift we must always use wisely - and our greatest gift is our judgment!!"

Alura stared at the carpet...."So I get to be Supergirl?" she asked in a weird small voice.

"Yup!" said Linda "There is a opening in the franchise!"

Kara expected her daughter to jump for joy...pump her arm in victory - something anything!

She'd been asking when she'd be allowed to become a heroine since she was ten years old.

Instead the young girl looked solemn "I - I'll try hard" she said sincerely.

"I know you will honey" Linda held her arms out and was rewarded with a kiss on the cheek.

"Go to bed now, heroines need their beauty rest!" admonished Superwoman.

Alura waved and headed back to her own bedroom.

The Woman of Steel was left alone with her thoughts "I'll try hard.... I think that's the very thing I said to Superman when he revealed my existence to the world!"

Linda smiled and savored the memories.

There was a breeze - just the merest hint and suddenly cousin Superman was in the room.

"Excuse me sir," said Kara with mock frigidity "this is a lady's boudoir!"

Superman pretended not to hear "Are you all right?" he asked with concern in his voice.

"All healed up and ready for anything" said Superwoman with mock enthusiasm.

She resumed brushing her hair.

"Same old Kal-El" she thought "I could be one of his high-end robots for all he cares!"

"Kara darling..."

The Woman of Steel turned around to face her cousin; he had taken on an odd tone.

And then she saw it.

A diamond ring in a tiny velvet lined box.

"Marry me!" he blurted out.

Superwoman's jaw fell open after fourteen years she'd given up hope!

"Yes!" she sobbed "B - but why now!"

Superman looked serious...."back on the fastness.... when the Anti-Monitor knocked me out...my last thought was...me - not - Kara.... kill me...destroy the universe...not...you".

Kal-El fell silent.

"So I thought I'd make it official" he joked.

Superwoman stood up and smiled, she was a voluptuous vision of womanhood at full flood.

Quietly she padded over to the Action Ace's immense form.

She looked up into his cobalt blue eyes "You know what my problem is? I like em' rough tough and masculine.... Hard to find that kind of guy when you can juggle asteroids for fun!"

She smiled suggestively and gave her cousin a quick push down onto her bed.

Her hands worked at Superman's belt swiftly pulling his trunks and tights down to his ankles.

Already that beautiful nine and a half inch work of art was at half-staff!

The Metropolis Marvel was puzzled "Wha...what are you doing...?" he asked.

Superwoman dropped to her knees very slowing and then leaned down and simply breathed on Superman's dick.

That is all it took, he was now as hard as a rock.

"K-Kara?" he quavered.

"Oh come now" needled his fiancee' "You've never had a blow-job??"

She brought her warm perfect lips down on that god-like member....his dick felt like it was wrapped in warm electric velvet.

"Uhhhhhh.....nooooo...." he gasped "G-grew up on a f-farm!"

Superwoman was working her mouth up and down her cousin's shaft, tickling the base with her talented tongue and proving that her ability to go without oxygen for extended periods made her the best cocksucker on Earth!!

Superman arched his back and threw his head back, lost in the moment "Yeeessssss" he exhaled quietly.

KAra looked up and was pleased that her mate was so utterly lost in a moment of sexual bliss...he looke relaxed for once.

"Poor guy he needs this" she thought.

She could taste his heat as it rose with aching slowness out of Superman's balls and up his glorious meat.

"MMmmmmm-mmmm!" Kara began humming sending waves of pleasure crashing through her husband to be's body.

And what the heck, he came like a express train, shooting wads and wads of his super-spunk down his adoring cousin's willing throat.

Superwoman swallowed it all with a big loopy smile.

Kal el fell over in a sexual swoon on her bed.

"Tha-that was swell!" he stuttered with a look of ecstasy on his face.

The Woman of Steel slinked up on her bed and plopped down lengthwise next to him.

"There is so much more where that came from!" she promised with a big smile.

"Yeah!" said the Action Ace in a drained happy voice.

"Okay but I need one or two concessions before we get married!" said Superwoman as she stretched out her arm and admired her engagement ring and the way it caught the light.

"Anything!" averred the hero.

"You have to move in here though, oh and I want a real wedding nothing fancy...just a JP on the back lawn..." said the Mother of Might.

A wonderful light of love and hope danced in Kara Zor-El's eyes.

"I agree hell I surrender!" said Superman.

---

A year later....

Alura fit nicely into her mother's old uniform.

Although Kara suspected her daughter had raised the hemline of the already scandalously short skirt...

"Like mother like daughter" she reflected ruefully.

Alura had also gone with a pair of stiletto heeled ankle boots instead of the original knee-highs.

Superman, Superwoman, Supergirl and none other than Mary Marvel were standing in the Foyer of the Fortress of Solitude.

Since her marriage to Freddie Freeman, Mary had taken to calling herself "Lady Marvel"...but she was still Mary to all her friends.

Alura looked impatient she was about to go on her first patrol without her parents in attendance - she was anxious to get out and do some crime fighting.

Her mother insisted on reviewing the basics "What is your greatest power Alura?" she asked.

The teen rolled her eyes in vexation "My judgment" she sighed.

"When do you need it most?" continued Kara.

"Always." said Supergirl.

The Woman of Steel seemed satisfied "Curfew is at midnight..."

"I'll have her back in jig-time don't worry" promised Mary.

"And don't forget if you..." began Superman.

"I know I know!" said Supergirl in an harassed tone "If I see Luthor, call you, ditto Brainiac, the Phantom Zone Criminals, Darkseid, Amalak...Grax, the Toyman...God Dad I can't even take on the Toyman solo???" Alura's eyes twinkled with merriment.

"He is big on kryptonite traps...so yeah call me!" finished Superman.

"No call me!" said his wife with some heat.

"Enough!" cried Supergirl.

Mary smiled as the door to the Fortress opened.

The two few off into the Arctic night with a wave and were gone.

Superman and Superwoman watched their departure for a long time.

"Tell me again why we are doing this"..." asked Kal-El.

"Simple...you can't teach your kid to drive, you can only teach them good judgment and leave the specifics to others..." answered Kara.

"Oh..." said Superman uncertainly.

"Besides..." continued the heroine "I was thinking, now that we are married, maybe we could get started on that little brother or sister for Alura...y'know before Mary and Freddie beat us to the punch!"

Superwoman looked at her red slippers and blushed.

Slowly a wonderfully big and strong arm snaked around her waist...so strong she could never break its grip even if she wanted too.

Kara sighed she was home at last.

"WE have till midnight..." rumbled Superman.

"Yeah...don't worry my love, we have all the time in the world" said Supergirl.

Arm in arm the world's greatest couple made for their bedroom.

The End.

Author's note:

This is not a perfect recreation of the silver-bronze age Supergirl, certain bits of continuity have been left out, notably "Kandor" the shrunken Kryptonian City in a Bottle that Superman kept in the Fortress...the presence of other Kryptonians would give Supergirl a few too many options in the context of this story.

Supergirl's origins have also been kept slightly vague, and unlike in the comics it is assumed in this story her parents are both dead.

Derek Marlowe was a gigolo hired by a villainess to seduce Supergirl in Adventure Comics #401. He succeeded in slipping her a drug that cancelled out her powers at unpredictable times...he makes a useful foot-note in this story though.

The original Supergirl was killed off in DC's ill-advised "Crisis on Infinite Earth's" serial back in 1986.

This story is an attempt to right that injustice.

The chronology to this story is a poor fit with the established DC timeline, Alura is supposedly born in 1968 meaning I've pushed the Crisis up three years...so sue me.

:)