She slowed down as she saw the skyline of the city she called home appear over the horizon. She never imagined she’d be so thrilled at the sight. She had been gone for nearly three months, recuperating after the devastating and humiliating defeat she suffered at the hands of the Tazmanian Troika, and she missed her city more than she would have ever imagined.
It had been a difficult time in her life, but Supergirl was fully recovered and better than ever. Her defeat at the hands of the Troika had been a mere fluke. They had caught her off guard and gotten lucky, she felt in retrospect. She had spent the last three months going over this and all her other battles in her mind in order to draw the proper conclusions, and now she was back and better than ever. After all, she was Supergirl!!
She was now flying over the city. It was time to make her presence known. She scanned the city looking for action and did not have to wait for long.
It was chaos at the central power plant. Dozens of police cars, lights flashing, were parked along the perimeter, as were ambulances and hordes of press. She liked the fact that there was press.
She located the command center and gracefully landed. All eyes were upon the Maiden of Might, who by all accounts had never looked better. Confidently, she walked up to the man in charge. There was no time for pleasantries. “What’s going on here Chief, and how can I help?” She asked. “We’ve got a psychotic maniac inside threatening to blow the place up. He’s got 5 members of the swat team pinned down out front and he won’t let them back up.”
Supergirl flew up in the air and appraised the situation. Many different courses of action came to mind, and she played out all the possibilities. The new, improved Supergirl had worked out all the contingencies. She swooped down and at lightning speed scooped up the 5 man swat unit, deposited them safely by the command car, and was inside the building confronting the psychotic maniac before anyone knew what had happened.
She stood opposite the psychotic maniac and assumed her power stance. She looked awesome. The psychotic maniac was shocked to see the Princess of Power standing in front of him. “Don’t come any closer Supergirl, or I’ll blow the place to hell” he said. Supergirl tried to reason with him, but to no avail. He grew indignant. “Who the fuck do you think you are Supergirl? I’m in total control here, and there’s not a thing you can do about it. You’re not as tough as they make you out to be, and there’s no way you’re fast enough to get to me before I press the detonator, so why don’t you put your silly little cape between your legs and hightail it out of here. NOW!!!”
Supergirl sprung in to action, and within a blink of an eye, it was all over. The psychotic maniac was unconscious on the floor, and Supergirl held the detonator firmly in her powerful hands. Within seconds she disarmed the bomb, lifted the unconscious psychotic maniac in to her arms, and flew out to the command car. “It’s all over Chief. Here’s your guy. The bomb’s disabled.”
The Chief’s thanks were nearly drowned out by the swarm of reporters who crowded around Supergirl in a frenzy. She ignored their questions, but took the time to give them her finest power stance pose as the cameras clicked away. “ I am definitely back” she thought as she flew away. She could not wait to see the morning papers. Front page banner headlines, four color power stance photo, the works. She was psyched!!
The following morning, Linda Danvers walked down to the corner newsstand to see the morning papers. From a distance, she saw the front page of the Examiner. She saw a bold banner headline, and a color picture. Her heart sank as she neared. The headline read “Mystyria promises prosperity and tranquillity!” The picture below showed a stunning blond woman, possibly the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes upon. She had her hands on her hips, legs spread slightly apart , and shoulders back. She was wearing knee high red boots, skin tight red short shorts, a blue lycra top cut off below fabulous breasts with a (GASP) red and yellow “M” logo stretched across her magnificent mamaries. Her washboard abs were bare. All this was topped off by a red flowing cape, a thick yellow utility belt, and a strange blue body armor which covered her wide shoulders arms and hands, and formed a ring like object on her right index finger. She had jet like objects strapped to her calves. What the hell was going on here! Supergirl’s return was relegated to a small article on the lower right hand corner with no picture.
She picked up the Herald at it was more of the same. She looked for the Chronicle. That was the only paper that mattered anyway. She found it relegated to a lower shelf. The banner headline read “Chronicle reporter found murdered!!” The Supergirl story also appeared on page 1 with her picture, which, she had to admit, looked stunning. What the hell was going on here???
She bought all three papers and went into a coffee shop to read.
She learned that shortly after she had disappeared, Mystyria showed up and somehow became the toast of the town. Sort of a Robin Hood for the 90’s were she stole from the rich and gave to the poor. For some strange reason, everyone had become enamored with her. Everyone but the Chronicle. They put their star young reporter, Carl Woodward on the story and he began to dig deep. He appeared to have stumbled on to something big and wound up dead. The paper did not go into more details about what had been found. Strangely enough, the paper was one third of it’s normal thickness and contained no advertisements. This was the number one paper in town. What’s going on here?
Supergirl went to the Chronicle’s offices and found them deserted. What was going on here?
She went to a pay phone and dialed the editors cell phone number. She was one of the only people who had it. He answered. “Jay, it’s Supergirl” she said. “Am I ever glad to hear your voice” he said. “When did you get back? Where have you been?”
“Jay we’ve got to meet. Where can I find you?” She was there before he managed to press the “end” button on the phone. He looked pale and stressed. He filled her in on the details. They discovered that Mystyria uses some kind of mind control over the masses which cause them to blindly follow her. “Given her looks and mannerisms, it was not too difficult. She’s been running a major crime operation in town, yet no one’s able to capture her. She’s wildly popular because she holds these daily rallies downtown where she works the crowd into a frenzy. She also distributes large amounts of cash to the public, but it amounts to only a tiny fraction of her take. She’s human, but she’s very powerful and she has these Blasters on her boots which let her fly. Carl tried to expose her, but it didn’t help. We’ve been running a series of negative articles about her and our circulation has dropped to nearly zero. No advertiser will touch us. He finally caught her on video during a very violent crime and was about to send the tape national. She found out and murdered him. I have the murder on video. Everyone else quit. They’re all afraid to come to work or have fallen under her spell”
Supergirl was enraged at the news. “I’m back now Jay, and I will put an end to this. I may need those videos later if the public backlash is too strong after I take her out. Stay safe.”
She flew downtown and changed to Linda Danvers in order to observe today’s rally. She needed a little more information before confronting Mystyria. A large crowd had already gathered. Several minutes later, Mystyria flew in. She was really something!! A wet dream come true. She was about six foot two and easily the most beautiful woman Linda had ever seen. She could almost compete with Supergirl. Granted, the slutty costume really worked for her, but she lacked the class that Supergirl had, naturally. Five minutes confirmed to her what Jay had told her. The crowd ate her up. Linda focused in on Mystyria’s yellow belt. It was quitethick. Gold plating over lead. Linda’s mind began to race. Could there be Kryptonite in there? This could be a problem. She used her super hearing to focus in on the belt. She heard a strange yet familiar sound. She couldn’t place it, but there was some kind of mechanical device operating there. This lessened, although not eliminated, the chance of a Kryptonite trap. In any case, the new and improved Supergirl would be on guard and would not fall for it if it was. Mystyria twirled around on stage. Her cape flowed. Linda noticed a tube rising from the back of the belt which connected to her armor, normally concealed by the cape. It, along with the armor was lead lined. Interesting. Her attention was drawn to the ring like object on Mystyria ‘s right hand which emitted a ray which Linda assumed only a Supergirl could see. She constantly waved the ring back and forth over the crowd.
Linda needed to change to Supergirl. It was time to end this charade. She walked away from the crowd and looked for a secluded spot. She passed by an appliance store with televisions in the window. She noticed one was tuned to CNN and had a ‘Breaking News’ slide on. Her super hearing picked up on the story, and she stopped dead in her tracks. “CNN has learned that well known and respected editor of the US Chronicle, Jay Malavsky has been found dead. No further details are available. Stay tuned to CNN as we update this tragic story as detail become available.
She choked back tears and shot up into the sky in a rage. She took a few minutes to compose herself and set out to confront Mystyria.
The mighty Supergirl landed gracefully on the podium and stood opposite a startled Mystyria. The crowd grew silent. She went into her power stance. “Mystyria, you’ve had a free ride until now, but it’s over. You’re coming with me.” The crowd began to jeer loudly. Supergirl faced the crowd. “This woman is a ruthless killer and a common criminal. You must see her for what she truly is” The crowd jeered louder. Mystyria addressed them. “Look who decided to drop in on us and spoil our fun” She looked at Supergirl derisively. “Do you think she’s right?” The crowd shouted “NO!” in unison. “Should I go with her” “NO!” they shouted again. “Should I show her whose boss around here?” “Yes” came the unanimous reply. Mystyria went in to her own power stance and stood face to face with Supergirl. “Mystyria, you’ve had your fun. You can’t possibly think you can beat me. Come along quietly and I won’t hurt you.” Mystyria laughed loudly. “HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.” Supergirl was on the look out for any sign of a Kryptonite trap. She was ready to fly away at a moments notice in order to come back and fight another day. A battle is not the war. She saw Mystyria clench her fists and her entire body shook slightly. It was time to spring into action.
Within a blink of an eye it was all over. Supergirl, the Maiden of Might, Princess of Power, THE WOMAN OF STEEL, lay unconscious on her back on the podium at Mystyria’s feet. The crowd went wild!! It was unbelievable. The two super woman stood face to face when Mystyria unleashed a brutal right hook straight into Supergirl’s jaw. Supergirl did not fear the punch and planned her counter move. Her right arm had just begun to form a punch of her own when Mystyria’s fist impacted against her jaw with a force equal to a nuclear explosion. As if in slow motion, Supergirl’s eyes rolled into her head, her arms slumped weakly by her side, her powerful and shapely legs buckled and she crumbled to the ground. Her uncomprehending mind was reeling. She need to find her legs, her arms, her senses. She needed to get up, but everything shut down. She passed out. She was flat on her back, her arms by her side, lifeless. Mystyria went into her power stance and faced the crowd. They were going nuts. She grabbed the lifeless super hero by the hair and lifted her up. With her left hand, she reached into a small pocket in her cape. She then put her left hand between Supergirl’s legs, moved her right hand down to Supergirl’s shoulders, and lifted the prone heroine’s limp body over her head in a triumphant pose. The roar of the crowd was deafening. Supergirl’s legs, bent at the knees, dangled helplessly. Her neck arched back. Mystyria was beaming. No one noticed, least of all Supergirl, that Mystyria's fingers has slipped beneath the thin strip of blue fabric between her legs and deposited a paper thin circular object the size of a nickel against the inner lining of the blue fabric. She released her grip and Supergirl fell to the ground, still unconscious. “Remember” she said to the frenzied crowd as she waved her ring wildly “Stick with me! I’m all you’ll ever need.” She flew off gracefully.
A dazed Supergirl regained consciousness moments later to find herself surrounded by a crowd of jeering onlookers and press photographers. She hated the fact that there was press. She rose to her feet and flew away.
Later that evening, Mystyria was on the phone in her secret hideout. “It would have been foolish to assume that she would have stayed away forever” she said. “Actually, I think her showing up now can only help us. Imagine tomorrow’s papers.” She listened for a while and said “There’s no way the mind control will work against her when she’s at full strength.” She listened some more. “By the time you manage to find Kryptonite and get it to me, it will be too late. I’m not worried at all. It’s almost too late for her to do anything anyway. I’ll be done in this town very soon and then we will be way too rich and powerful for anyone to mess with. I can handle her though. I’ve already set a plan in motion just in case. Remember, I said it wouldn’t work against here if she was at FULL power. Don’t worry.” She hung up with a smile.
The following morning, Linda made her way downtown to attend today’s rally. Yesterday was a fluke and she was caught off guard. It won’t happen again, but she needed more information on the mysterious Mystyria. A sizable crowd had already gathered. Linda stood up front. Mystyria soon appeared and landed gracefully on the podium. As usual, she worked the crowd superbly. She waved her right hand back and forth with her fingers extended. “They’re worried about us. The ruling class is afraid to see us happy. They even sent their so called Supergirl, but as you saw, she was no match for us. Imagine the mighty Supergirl, taken out by one punch!” The crowd was going wild. “Justice is on our side!!”
Linda was steaming inside. “I should walk up there right now and punch her lights out, that arrogant over confident bitch!” She thought to herself. Instead, she checked her out thoroughly. She was intrigued by the belt/armor combination. The belt emitted a low level sound which was very familiar to her. She had heard it before, but where? Her eyes suddenly went wide. “Los Alamos!!” She thought to herself. That was the sound of a nuclear reactor, but how? Then she recalled that a prototype micro reactor had been stolen recently. The government kept it quiet, but they were real freaked about it. “So that’s it!” she thought. “There’s no kryptonite there, but that’s how she generated the power to hit me so hard.” Linda hurried away from the crowd. She had to change to Supergirl. She knew what she had to do. She had to swoop down from the sky at Super speed and knock Mystyria out before she knew what hit her. That’s what she had to do, but she couldn’t. The crowd would think that was a cheap shot. Anyway, she was Supergirl, and Supergirl always confronted her enemies head on.
Supergirl landed on the podium. Mystyria didn’t miss a beat. “Didn’t you have enough yesterday, Superwimp? I can’t believe you came back here to be humiliated all over again. At least yesterday I didn’t expect you so you had a chance, but today?” Mystyria faced Supergirl who was in her power stance (and looked amazing) and pointed her ring directly at her eyes.
“Mystyria, your feeble mind control tactics will never work on me. Give it up. You got yesterday, but it won’t happen today.” Supergirl then turned to the crowd. “I’m here to help you. I’m on your side. This woman is a brutal killer and I can prove it.” She turned back to Mystyria. “Move that stupid ring away from my eyes. It has no effect on me.” Mystyria lowered the ring towards Supergirl’s crotch. Supergirl continued. “I’ve figured out your power supply and I’m not going to let you hit me again. There some folks in Washington who...... who will.... be....very.....” She stopped in mid sentence. Her concentration was wavering. She was feeling strange. Between her legs. She felt something stirring. Suddenly she gasped as she felt a slimy tentacle slide inside her pussy. Another one wrapped itself around her clit and began vibrating. She tried to ignore it but couldn’t. “Mys....Msyt...Mystyr” she tried to speak but couldn’t get the words out as more and more tentacles made their way into her pussy. Her massive chest began to heave as her breathing became labored. This thing was getting her hot beyond belief, but she could not give in to the feeling. It was becoming hard for her to concentrate. She had to keep her guard up. She could not let Mystyria hit her again. She tried to fly away, but her powerful legs were nearly jelly from excitement. “What’s the matter, Super Girl? Having second thoughts about confronting a REAL woman? I thought you wanted to fight” Mystyria taunted. Supergirl wanted to shut her up, beat the crap out of her, but for now, she desperately needed to touch her tits. She tried to resist. She had to resist. The crowd looked on in eerie silence as Mystyria stood opposite the Princess of Power who was obviously in some sort of predicament. The throbbing tentacle on her clit began to vibrate even stronger. She was going to cum. She had to suppress it. She couldn’t. She was out of control. She lowered her hands briefly to touch her aching tit. Mystyria let loose on her. Another devastating punch to the jaw. The mighty Supergirl was out like a light! Her chest was heaving and her hips were bucking uncontrollably. Mystyria kneeled beside the fallen Supergirl, lifted her head up and slapped her until she came too. Then she shined her ring light directly into the dazed Heroine’s eyes. They glazed over instantly. Mystyria whispered a post hypnotic suggestion in Supergirl’s ear. “Remember what you are feeling now, for the next time you feel it, it will be the end of you. Your vaginal juices will now become your Kryptonite. When they flow, you will lose your powers. When you cum, you will die. Every time you see me and hear me say ‘my, don’t you look powerful’, you will become uncontrollably aroused. You will not remember this conversation.” She knocked Supergirl out with another punch, stood up and addressed the crowd. “As you see, the mighty have fallen once again. As long as we stick together, we will prevail!” The crowed cheered loudly as she flew up in the sky and dropped several thousand dollars cash on them. She then flew away.
Seconds later, Supergirl awoke. She was pissed! She flew away. As soon as she could, she disrobed and tried to figure out what had happened. Had it not been for her super vision, she would have missed the paper thin clear circular object that had been placed there. She removed and destroyed it. No more tricks. Mystyria had to go! She would locate her hide out and confront her their, away from the crowd.
The next day, she attended Jay Malavsky’s funeral. After it was over, someone handed her a note. She opened it up and it contained the address of Mystyria’s hideout. She turned to thank the person, but he had disappeared.
Mystyria was lounging aimlessly on her couch when the Woman of steel came crashing in. Supergirl assumed her power stance in front of the couch. “That’s it Mystyria. There’s absolutely no way you’re getting away from me now. You’re going to jail for a long time. Don’t make me tell them you tried to resist because for once they will believe me! Let’s go! I’m giving you five seconds!” Mystyria got up slowly. “OK Supergirl, I guess you win. I wont put up a fight, but I must say, My don’t you look powerful.” “I always look powerful. I’m Super.....Super.....supergirl” A massive wave of weakness overcame her as she found herself hornier than hell at the sight of this wet dream come true. She could not help it, and she was becoming very weak. Mustering all the strength she could, she brought her hand up to her belt and pressed the secret button. Supergirl was in big trouble! Supergirl could barely stand up. Her arms dangled lifelessly at her sides, her chin rested against her massive heaving chest and her once powerful legs wobbled slightly. Mystyria walked over to her confidently. “So Superbitch! It looks like you finally met your match. Here, take a look at what a real Supergirl looks like.” She posed. “The funny thing is, you weren’t even part of my plan. I didn’t really expect you to come back.” Mystyria walked up to the rapidly weakening Supergirl. “What....what......is....happening...to...me.” Mystyria grabbed Supergirl’s limp arms and began kissing her neck. Supergirl let out a long moan. Mystyria moved her hand down in between Supergirl’s legs and rubbed up against the thin strip of blue fabric which covered her labia. Supergirl melted in her arms. Mystyria was not prepared to absorb the full brunt of Supergirl’s weight and they tumbled to the floor together. Mystyria landed on top and began kissing Supergirl all over her face and neck while her powerful hands kneaded Supergirl’s perfect tits. She was helpless.
Miles away, a series of short beeps went off. “Supergirl’s in trouble! Lucky I just happened to come to town today.” she cried as she activated the tracking device.
Supergirl’s powers were fading quickly as she approached what would inevitably become a deadly orgasm. “ You...you...can’t......do....this....to....me... I’m.....S....S.....S.......supergirl. I will...get....out....of....this....and...I....swear....I......I...will......show....n...n...no.....mercy. Mystyria lowered her face in between Supergirl’s once powerful legs, moved the thin strip of blue fabric off to the side and began licking her vigorously. Supergirl struggled valiantly but she was losing control. “I......can’t......g......g...ive.....in” Supergirl failed. As hard as she tried, she was no match for the forces working on her now. Mystyria could sense by Supergirl’s reactions that the end was nearly here, yet she was enjoying herself so. She backed off to the loud protestations of an out of control Supergirl who was completely unaware of what was at stake here. The door suddenly crashed down and Mystyria felt herself being grabbed by the hair to her feet. She turned to find herself facing none other than Stargirl who without hesitation landed a solid right straight to her jaw. She followed it up with a left and another right and Mystyria was dazed. She grabbed her by the hair and flung her twenty feet across the room into the wall. Mystyria hit the wall shoulder first and slumped to the ground.
Star rushed over to Supergirl and helped her into a sitting position, but Supergirl was too weak and could not sit up. She was on her back again but the weakening effects were lessening. Star looked around to see what it was that had taken Supergirl out like that, but could not see anything. She walked over to Mystyria, put her hands on her hips and observed this beautiful costumed marvel. Mystyria climbed to her feet slowly. Star confronted her. “What have you done to Supergirl?” “Get lost before I do the same to you bitch!” Mystyria replied. Star reached for her lasso but before she could get it out, Mystyria nailed her with one of her atomic powered punched which sent her crumbling to the ground. Supergirl had turned over on her side and watched helplessly as Star was overcome by Mystyria. Supergirl’s powers were returning slowly, but she was still very weak. She could not let Mystyria realize that her powers were coming back.
Mystyria stood othe fallen Star and tried to revive her. When Star opened her eyes, Mystyria shined her ring right into them. They glazed over immediately. Mystyria whispered a post hypnotic suggestion into Star’s ear. “When you hear me say ‘look at Supergirl,’ you will have an uncontrollable sexual urge to first defeat and then dominate Supergirl to the point of multiple orgasms.” Mystyria punched her again, this time only dazing her but also releasing her from the trance.
Supergirl had regained enough power to get to her feet. She was strengthening rapidly now. Star also got to her feet. They were both unsure of how to proceed, but instinctively went to confront Mystyria who was relaxing on the other side of the room. She rose to her feet. Both Super heroines assumed their power stances and looked menacing. “Now it’s REALLY over” Supergirl said with much more conviction than she really felt. Star joined in. “That’s right. You’ve been lucky so far, but were taking you in now.”
Mystyria calmly looked at the two powerful and seemingly undefeatable super heroines and said “Star, look at Supergirl.” She turned to Supergirl and said, “my don’t you look powerful.” The two powerful and seemingly undefeatable super heroines froze for a moment as Mystyria’s powers assumed control over their weakened minds. Supergirl’s juices started to flow again and she weakened rapidly. She had a sense of Deja-Vu. Star’s eyes glazed over in a passionate glance. She tried to fight the urge but to no avail. She lashed out and punched Supergirl right in the stomach. A shocked and surprised Supergirl doubled over. Star followed with an uppercut which straightened her right up. Supergirl looked at her in shock. “N.....no....S.....S.....S...Star, wha.....what....are....you...doing?” Why.....am....I....so....w...we...weak?” Star punched her in the face. Another punch followed by another one. Supergirl was dazed. She stood helpless with her arms dangling by her sides. Star was excited. She was defeating the mighty Supergirl. Her possessed mind told her that she always knew that SHE was the most powerful super hero. No one could take her. She took three steps away from the dazed Supergirl and lashed out with a super karate kick straight to her jaw. Supergirl went flying to the ground. Star did not let up. She picked Supergirl up by the cape and began spinning her around in an airplane spin. She released her and Supergirl went flying head first into the wall. She crumbled to the ground. She was in bad shape. Her eyes were completely glazed over. She could not see. Star continued her viscious attack. She lifted Supergirl against the wall and began pummeling her mercilessly in the stomach and face repeatedly. Supergirl could not see anything, including Mystyria. Her powers began to return slowly. Star grabbed her by the hair and flung her back first into the opposite wall. She crashed against the wall and took two involuntary steps forward. She was met by another super kick which sent her flying back against the wall. Star pressed on with punch after punch after punch. Supergirl finally blocked one of the punches and responded with one of her own. Star’s neck snapped back. Supergirl punched her again. Star retaliated with one of her own. The two heroines were now standing toe to toe trading massive blows to the face. Their power levels were nearly equal. Supergirl grabbed Star in a head lock. Star flipped her over and they tumbled to the ground wrestling each struggling to gain the upper hand. Star rolled on top of Supergirl. Supergirl reversed it and was now on top of Star. Star felt the full brunt of Supergirl’s weight on top on her. She nearly creamed when she felt Supergirl’s warm powerful thighs press up against her own. Supergirl now had the upper hand. She pulled Star to her feet and pressed her attack with punch after punch to Star’s face. Star was backing up. She was weakening. Her arms were now dangling weakly by her side. She was practically out on her feet. Oddly enough, to Star, the notion that she, the Powerful Stargirl can be beaten by someone was very arousing. With each one of Supergirl’s blows, the weaker she became, the more excited she became.
Mystyria was off to the side observing this titanic battle of epic proportions all the while waving her ring around, and she too was horny as hell. She knew she would have to act soon as Supergirl had unexpectedly gained the upper hand.
Stargirl was on the verge of going down in defeat. She had been knocked down many times, only to get up and fight again, but her strength was waning. Supergirl lifted her up in the air and slammed her to the ground. Star rolled over and tried to get up. Her inner thighs were slippery from excitement as they rubbed together while she tried to get up. She was on the verge of passing out, vanquished, defeated, and beaten. This thought sent a powerful surge of sexual energy coursing through her battered body which in essence revived her. She had to have Supergirl. She had to! To Supergirl’s surprise, Star lashed out at her with a newly found vigor. Supergirl was able to fend off this renewed attacked, but just then, Mystyria stepped into her line of vision. “My, don’t you look powerful” She said. The tide turned within seconds. Star’s new found energy totally overwhelmed the now weakening Supergirl and within two minutes Supergirl was at Star’s mercy having been pounded into oblivion. Star grabbed her in a frontal bearhug and squeezed tightly. Their bare thighs rubbed up against each other. Mystyria stayed in Supergirl’s line of sight waving her ring back and forth. Both heroines were caught in the midst of a sexual frenzy. Supergirl’s powers were draining rapidly. Hear head rested on Star’s shoulders, her arms dangled limply by her side.
Star felt that Supergirl was finished and released her. She fell to the ground. Star mounted her and began working hungrily on her voluptuous tits. Supergirl was growing weaker by the second but could not help respond to Star’s touch. Star’s hand reached down and ran up Supergirl’s inner thigh until it rested firmly against her pussy. Supergirl struggled with all the mental power she could muster. She was Supergirl. She could not give in. She would not!
Mystyria could no longer contain herself. She found the scene developing before her eyes to be so exciting that she could not help but slip her fingers inside her skin tight red short shorts. She was dripping wet.
Supergirl was on the losing end of her struggle and finally parted her legs wide to accept Stargirl. Star responded eagerly working Supergirl’s swollen clit.
Mystyria was lost in the haze of her own sexual excitement. She would HAVE to join in shortly.
Supergirl was nearing orgasm. She instinctively knew that it would be the end of her. She felt the need to submit to Star, but she wouldn’t. She was Supergirl!
Mystyria lost it. She began to cum violently over and over again. She sank to the floor in the throes of the most massive orgasm she had ever experienced Her mind control over the two heroines was fading. Supergirl was seconds away from what will become a fatal orgasm, yet her mind cleared slightly. With all the power she could muster, she slapped Star in the face and said “Star, your killing me. STOP!” Star looked up startled. Her mind had also cleared slightly and now understood what was happening. She looked over at Mystyria who was slowly getting back to her feet. Star reached between her legs and pulled out her yellow star. She used one hand to shield her eyes and the other to shield Supergirl’s from the blinding burst of light given off by her star. Mystyria shrieked as she was momentarily blinded. Star jumped to her feet and kicked Mystyria right in the jaw sending her crashing to the floor. She rushed to her but as she stood over her, Mystyria let loose with a blast from her tiny jets strapped to her boots. Star took a few steps back in shock. Mystyria jumped to her feet and rushed at Star tackling her to the ground. The two struggled briefly rolling around tfloor, but Star eventually got the upper hand. She was on top of Mystyria and was ready to finish her off, but Mystyria beat her to the punch. It was a strong punch, but it didn’t land flush so it only dazed Star. Mystyria wound up for another punch at the now defenseless Stargirl. At the last second, her punch was caught in mid air by a newly revived Supergirl. She lifted Mystyria by the hair into the air and nailed her with an awesome punch. Had she been at full strength, Mystyria would have died. Supergirl pressed on with a vengeance, punching her repeatedly until her eyes were glazed over and her arms were limply by her side. Supergirl landed a massive punch which spun Mystyria around and sent her flying into a punch that Stargirl had ready and waiting. That punch spun her back around to Supergirl who punched her again. She spun around and collapsed into Star’s arms. She was barely conscious. Star spun her around, grabbed her arms and held them behind her back. Supergirl wound up for the final punch of the evening that crumbled Mystyria and knocked her out cold. Ice cold!
Star let her fall to the ground and wrapped her in her magic lasso. Mystyria was done!!
Supergirl thanked Stargirl for coming to her aid. Neither heroine wanted to admit to the other how much they had enjoyed each other under the circumstances. They hugged tightly before parting ways, each one aware of how hard their nipple became at the others touch.
The end.