Supergirl was flying over the Atlantic Ocean in the vicinity of the mysterious area known as the "Devil's Triangle." She was heading for a secret island not shown on any maps, Paradise Island, asylum of the most beautiful women in the world and home of the superheroine Wonder Woman.
Even using her super-vision, Supergirl couldn't detect the tropical landmass that was her destination until she was directly above it. Then, as if by magic, the lush island suddenly appeared. Supergirl looked down and spied a familiar figure on the shore, dressed in a red and gold skintight costume adorned with white stars on her blue briefs.
"Hola, Supergirl!" shouted the Amazon in greeting as the Girl of Steel landed on the shore of the island. "Welcome to Paradise Island!"
"Greetings, Wonder Woman!" replied Supergirl as she alit on the sandy beach. "How's 'Superheroine Number One' today?"
Wonder Woman winced. She smiled a crooked grin at Supergirl's light-hearted sarcasm. Wonder Woman knew that her "press" was better than Supergirl's, and her general lack of a sense of humor, something she discovered she had in common with a great deal of mortal women, caused her to feel a tinge of insult from Supergirl's words. "Oh, I'm just fine," replied Wonder Woman.
"And how's Steve?" asked Supergirl, referring to Wonder Woman's frustrated boyfriend. "I see he discovered he can do without his faithful assistant Diana Prince for a day or two after all."
"Steve's, as they say in the military, 'A-OK'." Again, Wonder Woman let the insult pass. Diana Prince was a necessary alter ego, just as Linda Danvers was. "But let's not talk about my boyfriend, Supergirl. You're here because of yours, are you not? What's his name? Dick?"
"Malverne," said Supergirl. "Dick Malverne. I came as soon as I got your message, Wonder Woman. You did say you'd help me?"
"Of course," replied Wonder Woman.
"I mean, you Amazons know a lot about love, right?" asked Supergirl.
"Love and love making," replied Wonder Woman.
I've come to the right place, thought Supergirl. "Well, here's the problem," she said. "My boyfriend, Dick-and let me tell you, he deserves that name; I've checked with my X-ray vision-anyway, he's in love with me as Supergirl. Not only that, I think he loves me in my secret identity of Linda Danvers. I think I love him, too. At least, I'm infatuated with him. But I can't bring myself to sleep with him in either of my alter egos. Anyway"
"Stop!" interrupted Wonder Woman. "I don't need to hear all the gory details!"
Supergirl went silent, as she realized she was prattling on like a High School cheerleader that was telling all her friends she had been asked for a date from the captain of the football team.
"First," declared Wonder Woman, "You need to calm down. Let's change the subject a bit."
"All right," agreed Supergirl. "What would you like to do?"
"You know, Supergirl," started Wonder Woman, "I've always wondered just how super you are."
"I guess that's why they call you Wonder Woman," said Supergirl with a smile. "Because you're always wondering about things."
Wonder Woman again showed no sign of appreciating Supergirl's jocularity. "I'm as super as Superman," continued Supergirl. "If that answers your question."
"Well, let's find out," said Wonder Woman.
"How?" asked Supergirl.
"You are familiar with my Golden Lasso?" asked Wonder Woman.
"Yes," replied Supergirl. "It's supposed to be a Magic Lasso, and anyone bound by it must obey the commands of the person who has it in their possession."
"Quite right," said Wonder Woman.
"And it's supposed to be unbreakable," added Supergirl.
"Right again," said Wonder Woman.
"So, what are you proposing?" asked Supergirl, somewhat leery of what might be coming next.
"I propose that I bind you with the Golden Lasso and then command you to try and break it," suggested Wonder Woman. "Then, we shall find out which is the greater power. Your super strength, or the Golden Lasso's power of compulsion."
"Sort of like the proverbial irresistible force meeting the immovable object, eh, Wonder Woman?" asked Supergirl.
"Yes," replied Wonder Woman. "Something like that."
"And 'Something's gotta give'," said Supergirl. "Right?"
"Exactly," said Wonder Woman.
"All right," agreed Supergirl. "But as soon as we've finished with your little experiment, you'll help me with my boyfriend trouble, O.K.?"
"Don't worry, Supergirl," said Wonder Woman. "All the answers you'll ever need are right here, on Paradise Island. Now, stand still."
Supergirl stood erect as Wonder Woman reached to her waist and pulled the golden rope that was attached there. She then draped the line around Supergirl's shoulders and then wound it around the young blonde's torso several times, pinning her arms to her sides.
Supergirl felt a strange tingling sensation she had never before felt as the lasso was tied about her. She attributed this feeling to the Golden Lasso's mystic powers to which she was vulnerable. Of course, once the lasso was removed, there would be no lingering affects.
When Supergirl was tightly bound about her arms, Wonder Woman, holding the free end of the lasso, commanded, "Now, Supergirl! Try to break the ropes that bind you! Use all your strength!
At the command, Supergirl strained her muscles. But as hard as she tried, she could not break the golden rope that surrounded her.
"Arrrgggghhh!" grimaced Supergirl as she gasped another breath, gritted her teeth, and tried again. The rope would not even stretch, much less break. Soon, beads of sweat started to form on Supergirl's brow.
One more time, Supergirl called upon all the strength she could muster. But it was to no avail. This time, she even felt a twinge of pain in her back and shoulders.
"That's enough, Supergirl," declared Wonder Woman. "Stop struggling."
In spite of the command to cease, Supergirl insisted on one more try. This time, she was sure she strained a muscle in her back.
Wonder Woman unwrapped the golden cord from around Supergirl's body. Panting, Supergirl gasped, "I guess it's Magic Lasso '1,' Blonde Superheroine '0'."
"Something like that," said Wonder Woman. "Well, 'blonde' anyway."
"Oh, I feel so weak," said Supergirl. "I guess I never used that much strength in one place before."
"Why don't you sit over here?" asked Wonder Woman. "And I'll massage those overused muscles of yours."
To her surprise, Supergirl eagerly complied. Wonder Woman took up a position behind the seated Supergirl and began massaging her shoulders.
"Oh, that feels wonderful," said Supergirl as she felt the Amazon's fingers in her neck.
"Just relax," said Wonder Woman. "Mommy will take care of you."
"'Mommy'?" repeated Supergirl.
"Would you prefer 'Mistress'?" asked Wonder Woman.
Supergirl was bewildered. "What do you mean, 'Mistress'?"
Wonder Woman ignored the question as she reached down and placed her fingers underneath the front of Supergirl's red miniskirt. Lifting it up, the Amazon said, "I noticed when you flew in that you don't wear anything underneath here. Do you get a thrill out of people seeing your bare pussy?"
Supergirl was about to answer the unexpected question when she felt Wonder Woman's fingers skillfully begin to stroke the pubic nether region. Instead, Supergirl could only moan.
"And what potatoes have you to go with such meat?" asked Wonder Woman.
Instinctively, Supergirl pulled the tails of her skin-tight tunic from underneath the yellow belt of her skirt. Lifting it up, she bared her perfect breasts, as she closed her eyes and tilted back her head.
Wonder Woman leaned forward and held her cheek against Supergirl's as she gazed down and the magnificent mammaries of the young blonde, who was now holding one of those breasts in her hands.
Wonder Woman continued to stroke Supergirl's pussy as she said, "Those are pretty fair tits, my dear. They're even bigger than mine are. We'll have to do something about that. I think a little Amazon breast-reduction surgery will take care of that."
"I, I, don't understand," whispered Supergirl. "I came here"
"To get help," continued Wonder Woman. "I know. But now do you see what the real problem is?"
"What?" asked Supergirl, as Wonder Woman continued her stroking.
"You're not in love with Dick Malvern or any other man for that matter," declared Wonder Woman. "You're in love with me."
"But I'm not" started Supergirl.
"Oh, yes you are," interrupted Wonder Woman.
"But I can't have sex," started Supergirl. "With you or anyone else. Not while I'm super."
"That's just it," said Wonder Woman. "You're no longer super. I've stripped you of your super powers. Permanently."
"My super powers?" repeated Supergirl. "Gone? How?"
"The Golden Lasso I wrapped you in," said Wonder Woman. "Wasn't just ordinary gold. It was a Gold Kryptonite lasso."
"Gold Kryptonite?" repeated Supergirl. "The only substance"
"That can permanently rob you of your super powers," said Wonder Woman.
Supergirl was now tweaking her nipple in harmony with Wonder Woman's stroking of her pussy. "But why?" she asked, somewhat surprised at her lack of indignation at having her most precious possession-her super powers-stolen.
"I decided a while back that I didn't like what you were becoming," declared Wonder Woman. "As you said, I am 'Superheroine Number One.' But you've been getting a lot more press than I have lately, so I wanted you out of the picture."
"So, you pretended to help me in order to lure me here and denude me of my super powers?" asked Supergirl, determined to get an explanation for what had happened.
"Partly, yes," admitted Wonder Woman.
"Well, you've succeeded," said Supergirl, realizing she could do nothing about being made powerless. "And I guess you've helped me solve my problem with Dick. Without super powers, I won't be afraid of hurting him during the uncontrollable throes of lovemaking. I can settle down and have his children."
"I'm glad to hear you're so willing to accept the fate I've determined for you Super, oh, I was forgetting, I can't call you 'Supergirl' anymore," said Wonder Woman, now pressing harder on her partner's pubis. "Linda? That's it, ordinary, mild-mannered, Linda Danvers."
"Anyway," continued Wonder Woman, "You'll not be seeing Dick Malverne ever again."
"Linda's" eyes opened wide as she said: "Not see Dick again? Why not?"
"Because he doesn't want to see you ever again," replied Wonder Woman. "Something about your betraying his trust; Your not wanting him to know that Supergirl and Linda Danvers were one and the same."
"He knows my secret identity?" asked 'Linda.' "How?"
"Why, I told him, of course," confessed Wonder Woman. "He seemed to take it very hard."
"Oh, my poor Dick," said 'Linda.'
"You mean his 'poor dick'," corrected Wonder Woman.
"What life can I have without Dick?" asked the now non-super blonde.
"Not to worry, Linda," said Wonder Woman. "I have that figured out. You will"
Just then, 'Linda's' building reaction to Wonder Woman's ministrations and her own masterbatory massaging of her breasts reached its climax. "I'm cumming!" she declared. She then moaned, and her uncontrollable vaginal juices came running out and onto her red miniskirt.
Wonder Woman kissed her former rival in the superheroine business full on the mouth and then said, in mock disappointment, "Oh, look. You've stained your skirt. No matter. I stripped you of your powers; Now I'll just have to strip you of your costume. You won't be needing it anymore, anyway."
"What do you mean?" asked 'Linda', as Wonder Woman undid the belt holding the former superheroine's skirt.
Wonder Woman replied, "I mean that you will remain here, on Paradise Island, as my consort. Lift your arms."
The helpless blonde raised her arms so that Wonder Woman could remove her tunic and cape. Naked now except for her boots, 'Linda' asked, "Your consort?"
"Yes," replied Wonder Woman. "As Princess of Paradise Island, I am entitled to a few special privileges. You will be my consort, and I will be your Mistress."
'Linda' had to admit to herself that she was intrigued by the idea. After all, she was no longer super, and the only man in her life had abandoned her. "But what about your boyfriend, Steve Trevor?"
"Steve Trevor?!" repeated Wonder Woman with incredulity. "I can't have any feelings for a man! Besides, if he ever found out that Diana Prince and Wonder Woman were one and the same, he'd probably react the same way your Dick did! Such men are not to be trusted, my dear."
"Then why continue the charade as Diana Prince?" asked the denuded blonde ex-superheroine.
"I only put up with Diana Prince because she lets me know what's going on in the world," declared Wonder Woman. "Diana Prince is in a position to find out immediately if there is a threat to the utopia of Paradise Island. A utopia of which you are now a part. Now, no more questions. I am your Mistress, and you are my consort. You will do as I say. Is that understood?"
"Yes," replied 'Linda'.
"'Yes', what?" demanded Wonder Woman.
"Yes, Mistress Wonder Woman," said 'Linda.'
"That's better," said Wonder Woman. "Now, we can't let you wander around Paradise Island naked. My sister Amazons might decide to use you for their own pleasure. I'll have to get you a nice toga to wear."
"Yes, Mistress," said 'Linda'.
"No, that won't work," said Wonder Woman. "In a toga you'd be far too attractive." Then, after thinking a moment, Wonder Woman exclaimed, "I have it! I'll cut your hair very short. That way, you'll look more like a young boy. I'll even get you some short pants to wear. Wait here."
Naked, 'Linda' sat on the beach and waited for her Mistress' return. Instead of thinking of escape, she thought of ways she could accept her new life, as well as what best she could do to please her new Mistress.
A moment later, Wonder Woman returned. Immediately, she produced a pair of shears and fashioned 'Linda's' long blonde hair into a short "Page Boy" style.
Next, Wonder Woman focused the beam of the Purple Healing Ray on "Linda's" breasts, and shrunk the mammaries almost to the point of non-existence. Through it all, the powerless former Girl of Steel submitted unresistingly. Satisfied with the surgery, Wonder Woman remarked, "There. Much better. Wonder Woman's consort can't very well have breasts larger than her Mistress', can she?"
"No, Mistress," replied Wonder Woman's new companion.
"Here," ordered Wonder Woman, as she handed her vassal a strange item of metal. "Put this on."
"What is it, Mistress?" asked the former Supergirl.
"It's for your own protection," declared Wonder Woman. "It's a chastity belt. It has a lock on it, for which I have the only key. It will be a reminder to you that you are not to receive pleasure, but to merely give it."
The young blonde complied. Wonder Woman locked the horrible device on the girl, who finished clothing herself in short pants and a T-shirt. As expected, the now-unsuper girl looked like a young boy.
Wonder Woman was pleased. "Now Linda," commanded Wonder Woman as she stood in her classic superheroine pose with her fists on her hips and her powerful legs spread apart, "Service me."
Instinctively, "Linda" approached her mistress. She fell to her knees, reached up, and grabbed the waistband of her Mistress' star-spangled briefs. Carefully pulling them down, she exposed the furry bush at the apex of Amazon's incomparable thighs. Looking up at her Mistress, the now shorthaired blonde saw a smirk on the Amazon's face.
A moment later, "Linda" slowly began lapping at the hairy bush. It had a dry, hairy taste. "Linda" kept lapping and lapping, trying to find the opening underneath to be stimulated by the tonguing.
But she couldn't find it. As she lapped, "Linda" could feel the slow, but regular breathing that inflated her Mistress' abdomen. This was strange, as she expected her Mistress' breathing to become more and more rapid as the licking stimulated the crotch.
Lapping, lapping, lapping. Breathing, breathing breathing
BZZZZZTTTTT!
The young blonde's eyes snapped open as the alarm went off on her secret communicator, the one the police used when they needed Supergirl's help. The signal also disturbed the companion in the girl's bed, who was enjoying a stroking just beneath the lightning bolt-shaped patch of discolored fur on its back.
"Streaky!" shrieked the young woman. "How many times have I told you not to sleep next to my pillow at night? Now, I have a mouthful of cat hairs! Ptui!"
The pet feline merely stared at the source of the admonishment for a moment. Then, sensing that the "bath" was over, hopped off the pillow and headed for the kitchen in Linda Danvers' apartment, believing that it was time to be fed.
But Streaky's mistress did not immediately head for the kitchen. She merely tossed the bed covers away from her nude body and groggily attempted to answer the emergency call. As she moved, she felt a dampness on her bedsheets. Looking down, her eyes focused, and she groaned, "Oh, no! Not another wet dream!"
The persistent signal from the secret communicator diverted Supergirl's attention from the stain on her bed. Picking up the transceiver, she answered, "Hello?"
"Supergirl?" said the voice on the other end. "Is that you?"
It was Dick Malverne. "Yes, Dick," replied the superheroine. "Who else would it be?"
"I just thought, er, that there might be someone there with you, er," stammered Dick.
"No Dick," said Supergirl. "I was sleeping alone. Happy?"
"Oh, er, yes," said Dick. "Yes, of course. I wouldn't want to tear you away from anything important." That didn't come out right, thought Dick.
"If it wasn't so important, why did you call me, Dick?" asked Supergirl. "Ptui." More cat hairs. "It's three AM."
"Oh," said Dick, snapping back to reality. "I'm at Star Labs. There's been a break-in."
Star Labs, thought Supergirl. Where the world's known supply of Kryptonite is stored! "I'll be right there, Dick!"
Now fully awake, Supergirl rushed to don her costume. Considering the seriousness of the situation, she couldn't take the time to shower. So she wiped off her crotch with a clean part of the already-stained bedsheet. After cinching her red miniskirt about her waist, she lifted the garment up to make sure no telltale drops of cum were showing. It wouldn't do to have her costume stained as well.
A moment later, Supergirl arrived at Star Labs. Special Agent Dick Malverne was there to greet her. As she landed, Supergirl noticed that Dick was looking up, probably trying to get a glimpse of her naked crotch. Maybe I should start to wear panties, thought Supergirl. Nah. There's no harm in giving anyone who's interested a treat! After all, they can look, but they can't touch! Supergirl then looked down, and with a quick look of her X-ray vision, saw that Dick's considerable organ was getting hard.
Special Agent Dick Malverne was a college sweetheart of Supergirl's alter ego, Linda Danvers. But they were never serious, and Dick never asked for or expected sex from Linda. This suited Supergirl, because after all, Linda Danvers was Supergirl, and she couldn't have sex with an ordinary man, at least not while she had super powers. Dick didn't suspect that Supergirl and Linda were one and the same, and he was so strait-laced that he could never bring himself to ask for out-of-wedlock sex from any woman, much less the mild-mannered Linda Danvers. Supergirl found this arrangement useful, as it helped protect her secret identity. Having a boyfriend, especially someone as boring as Dick Malverne, helped reaffirm Linda's "ordinariness," keeping at bay the thought that such a girl could in reality be the exciting Supergirl.
To keep this arrangement, Supergirl stuck close to Dick, and, as a result helped Dick gain accelerated promotions in various branches of law enforcement. This also helped Supergirl continue her crime-fighting career, as her "special" relationship with Dick allowed her to be where she was needed when she was needed. It did, however, cause Dick's co-workers to be envious. Dick's rapid promotions were based on actual results and competence, and not the time-honored tradition of being promoted due to a general lack of incompetence as was so prevalent the case in any sort of civil service environment.
"Hi, Dick," greeted Supergirl. "What's the problem?"
"Hello, Supergirl," replied Dick. "Everything's under control. I'm sorry we had to disturb you."
"What do you mean, 'Everything's under control'?" asked Supergirl. "This is Star Labs; Home of Kryptonite. Any time anything out of the ordinary happens here, I want to know about it."
"I'm sorry, Supergirl," said Dick "I didn't mean it that way. I meant that we captured the burglar who broke in, and we retrieved what he stole."
"Green Kryptonite?" asked Supergirl.
"Yes er," started Dick. Noticing that the press corps had arrived, Dick motioned to Supergirl to follow him to his car.
Supergirl got the hint and followed Dick. When they were alone, Dick said, "Yes, the thief stole some Green Kryptonite. And he was planning on using it. Against you. Fortunately, we got it all back. I have it right here, safely in my pocket in its lead case. No Green Kryptonite is missing."
"Of course," said Supergirl. "And you stopped him, and saved me, for which I'll be eternally grateful. Now, can I go?" Supergirl didn't want to spend anymore time with Dick than was absolutely necessary. She had to get home and brush her teeth. Those damn cat hairs!
"Don't you want to know why the thief wanted the Green Kryptonite?" asked Dick. "What he was planning?"
"Probably to rob some bank, I would imagine," replied Supergirl. "That way, if I showed up to stop him, he could get away."
"No, that's not it," countered Dick. "You see, this thief was so good, he could burglarize any bank he wanted without fear of getting caught. He had the most sophisticated tools available for a break-in I've ever seen. It was just a fluke that we caught him."
Now more interested, Supergirl said, "Then that must mean he was well-funded. I smell Luthor; Or perhaps some other criminal from a far-away galaxy?" Supergirl got excited at the thought.
"No, it's neither of those," said Dick. "Cocaine."
"Cocaine?" repeated Supergirl. "How boring." Supergirl had always thought it was a waste of her super powers to chase drug lords. Too much politics.
"Boring?" repeated Dick. "No way. It seems that the thief was involved with a new drug operation in South America that is growing and producing a new strain of cocaine that is many times more powerful than that which we see on the streets today."
"It's still not as exciting as fighting Brainiac," said Supergirl. "Now, if that's all, I'll be going."
"Don't you see, Supergirl?" asked Dick. "If I can shut down this new operation, that is, if you'll help me shut it down, I can get off the streets and get a nice safe desk job."
"And do what?" asked Supergirl.
"Settle down," replied Dick. "Get married."
"Get married?" repeated Supergirl. "To who?" She already knew the answer.
"Why you, of course," said Dick.
"Marry you?" said Supergirl. "Look, Dick. I appreciate it. I really do. But I can never get married."
"Why not?" asked Dick.
First of all," replied Supergirl. "I can never have sex with an ordinary man. If he was in me when I had an orgasm, it would kill him. Or, at the very least, tear his penis off."
Dick was noticeably upset by Supergirl's graphic statement. Supergirl took another glance with her X-ray vision and noticed Dick's dick becoming more flaccid.
Then, reading the expression on Dick's face, Supergirl asked, "What's the matter, Dickie? Don't you like hearing me say, 'Penis'? Penis! Penis! Penis!"
"Never mind that!" exclaimed Dick. "Go on with your excuses."
"Well, if a man ever succeeded in getting his PENIS into me and taking my virginity, I'd probably get immediately pregnant," reasoned Supergirl. "Being super-powered means being super-fertile, too. How would it look for Supergirl to fly around with a fat belly?"
"Not only that," continued Supergirl, "But how would I have the baby? Who could deliver it? They couldn't cut the umbilical when the tyke came out!"
Dick was getting visibly nauseated at the picture Supergirl was painting. He suggested, "There's always Kryptonite"
"Yeah, I suppose," admitted Supergirl. "But there are two types of Kryptonite that apply: Green Kryptonite, which weakens me, yes, and Gold Kryptonite, which would permanently strip me of my super powers. Green K is too dangerous. Prolonged exposure might lead to death or some other kind of poisoning. And what would that do to any babies I might have? As for Gold K, I'm not ready to give up my career yet. Besides, I don't even know where any exists."
"Yes, I suppose you're right," acknowledged Dick. "Only I wish,"
"Wish what, Dick?" asked Supergirl.
"I wish you wouldn't talk like that," said Dick. "About penises and pregnancies and stuff. It makes me uneasy."
"I'm sorry, Dick," said Supergirl, although she didn't mean it. "It's just that I couldn't marry you anyway. Suppose some crooks found out about us? Then, they could blackmail me and get even with me by threatening to hurt you. Just like they would if they found out my secret identity."
"You have a secret identity?" asked Dick.
Uh-oh, thought Supergirl. I'd better be careful. "Of course, silly," said Supergirl. "What did you think I did? Fly around all the time, waiting for trouble? I have to have a normal life, too. Otherwise I'd go nuts."
"I see," said Dick, although he really didn't. "Well, I guess it will have to be Linda, then."
"Linda?" asked Supergirl. "You mean Linda Danvers?"
"Yes," confirmed Dick. "My biological clock is ticking. I can't wait forever. Besides, now that I've talked to you, I can see you're not for me. Not with your potty mouth and your flying around without any panties on, just asking for trouble. Linda's much more mild-mannered than you are. She isn't as attractive as you are, but I'll bet she's a virgin, too, but not because she has to be. I'll bet she's waiting for the right man to come along. I'll be her 'Mr. Right'."
Oh, no! thought Supergirl. Now what have I got myself into? Dick can't have me as Supergirl, but neither can he have me as Linda Danvers! Oh wait, "O.K. Dick," said Supergirl. "But suppose Linda doesn't turn out to be what you expected? Suppose, instead of a June Cleaver, you get a Linda Lovelace? Maybe Linda Danvers has a secret identity, too."
"Is there something you want to tell me about Linda?" asked Dick. "After all, you and she are best friends, aren't you?"
Sensing a trap, Supergirl replied, "I'm afraid you'll have to find out for yourself, Dick."
"Well, if she's the way you say she is, I'll just find someone else," asserted Dick. "I'm going to call Linda first thing this morning and make a date. I'll find out all I need to know."
"Now, about this drug bust,"
"And those are the details, Supergirl," said Dick as he finished. "You drop my team off on the other side of the volcano,"
"And I'll quietly fly into the valley where the coke is grown and processed, find the plant, destroy it, and capture the crooks."
"Be sure to fly in low, so you won't be picked up on their radar," added Dick. "It won't do you any good to announce your presence. Besides, they may be expecting you."
"All right, Dick," agreed Supergirl. "I'll see you later today. Say, it's getting light. Weren't you going to make a phone call?"
"Thanks for reminding me," said Dick. "I'll call Linda right away. Oh, and Supergirl?"
"Yes, Dick?" replied the Girl of Steel.
"No hard feelings?"
"No hard feelings."
"In that case, you're invited to the wedding," promised Dick.
Supergirl took to the air, thinking, What a Dick!
The blonde superheroine just made it back to Linda Danvers' apartment when the phone rang. She knew who it was.
"Hello?" answered the superheroine. "Oh, hello, Dick. No, I just got home. I was out with some friends and, What's that? I'd love to."
Linda Danvers was waiting when Dick arrived later that evening. Dick had been to Linda's apartment before, but this time would be different. Instead of the neat-as-a-pin home he was used to, Dick would find all sorts of things strewn about: Soiled clothes, wrinkled cushion covers, dirty dishes on the counter, and even some cat poop in the carpet. Half-empty liquor bottles were also strewn about.
Linda herself was dressed, not in her usual conservative dress, but in a party dress, commonly known as a "Fuck me" dress; She hid her Supergirl costume in her secret closet, and wore nothing underneath. Her nipples came through the tight fabric of the party dress as well as they did on her costume. It's a good thing I'm super, she thought. Otherwise I couldn't even breathe in this tight dress! She wore a pair of stiletto pumps that accentuated her desire to look like a cheap hooker.
By and by, the doorbell rang. Linda opened the door and there was Dick, with some flowers. Linda noticed that Dick had on the same suit he wore earlier that morning when he was with Supergirl. With a quick peek of her X-ray vision, she also noticed Dick's hard-on. I guess he's serious! she thought. Well, on with the show! "Dickie!" she greeted him. "So nice of you to come over! Are those for me?"
"Er, yes," replied Dick.
"Well, don't just stand there!" exclaimed Linda. "Come on in! How about a drink? I've got gin, vodka, whisky,"
"You know I don't drink," said Dick. Wrinkling his nose, he asked, "What's that smell?"
"Smell?" repeated Linda. "Oh, that. My cat forgot where the litter box is."
Dick saw Streaky and scowled. The cat stared back with a look of "Don't look at me; I know where my litter box is."
Meanwhile, Linda lit a cigarette. "I didn't know you smoked," said Dick.
"I didn't used to," said Linda. "But I took it up. Along with the gin, it helps get the bad taste out of my mouth."
"'Bad taste'?" repeated Dick. "From what?"
Linda looked at Dick with a shit-eating grin and replied: "If you're lucky tonight, you may find out."
"'Lucky'?" repeated Dick. "What do you mean, 'lucky'?"
"I hear you made a pass at Supergirl this morning," said Linda, changing the subject.
"She told you, huh?" asked Dick.
"Honestly Dickie," said Linda. "I don't know what you see in that blonde bimbo. I mean, why would you want to marry a tease like that? Running around, flashing herself to every man who cares to look up. The girl has no shame! Now, take me, for instance. If I show my snatch to a man, it's for a reason."
"Um, you do wear panties, don't you?" asked Dick.
"Now, is that the sort of question a gentleman asks a lady?" replied Linda.
"No, I suppose not," replied Dick.
"Besides, you'll eventually find out, won't you, Dickie?" asked Linda.
"Well, er.., I suppose," stammered Dick. "Are you ready?"
"Well, if it's all the same to you, Dick," replied Linda, "Let's just stay in tonight. I want to talk to you about something."
"What about dinner?" asked Dick, not feeling entirely comfortable with Linda's attitude. Just how much had Supergirl told her?
"We'll order a pizza delivered," said Linda. "Maybe they'll send that cute delivery boy over again."
"Pizza?" repeated Dick. "You mean you don't"
"Cook?" finished Linda. "Heavens, no. I can't even boil water!" There. that ought to convince Dick "Ward Cleaver" Malverne what a rotten wife Linda Danvers would make, if nothing else I have planned tonight works.
"All right then," agreed Dick. "What shall we talk about?"
"Have a seat, Dickie," said Linda, as she took a gulp of gin. "I'll put your flowers someplace safe." Linda took a wastebasket-the only clean thing in her apartment-filled it with water, and put the flowers in it.
Dick sat down on the couch. Linda approached, put her arms around Dick's neck, and sat in his lap. Linda could feel the hard on through Dick's pants. Hmmm. He's as stiff as lead! I'll have to try harder, she thought.
"So tell, me Dickie," said Linda. "I hear you're a big shot in narcotics, is that right?"
"Er, I'm afraid I can't talk too much about it," said Dick.
"Aww that's too bad," said Linda. "I was hoping you could find me a new source. The last contact I had was busted last week. Now I'm running a bit short."
"You take drugs?" asked Dick, incredulously.
"Only a little bit," replied Linda. "When I feel lonesome."
"Well, maybe I can help you with your loneliness," said Dick. "But the drugs are out."
"Are you sure, Dickie?" asked Linda. "Isn't there some way I can change your mind?"
"Look Linda, I came here for a reason," said Dick, trying to change the subject. "I want to ask you to,"
"Never mind that," interrupted Linda. "I see I'm going to have to get rough with you!" With that, Linda undid the buckle on Dick's slacks and pulled them down.
Startled in disbelief, Dick did not react as Linda reached into his underwear and pulled out her boyfriend's now-flaccid penis. What's this? she thought. I could have sworn Dick was as hard as a rock a minute ago! He couldn't have lost interest THAT fast!
A second later, Dick said, "Get away from me, woman!" and slapped Linda to the floor.
Now for the coup de grace, thought Linda. "What's the matter, Dickie?" she asked. "You queer or somethin'?" It was then that she noticed that the hardness she felt while sitting on Dick's lap was not from his erect penis, but from the small box he had in his pants pocket that had fallen to the floor. Hmph! thought Linda, This must be an engagement ring he was going to give me!
Noticing the small box, Dick reached out to grab it while refastening his pants. But Linda was too quick. She took it first, and asked, "What's in here, Dickie?"
"None of your business!" declared Dick. "Give me that!"
"What's the matter, Dickie?" asked Linda.
"Stop calling me 'Dickie'!" shouted Dick, as he made another grab for the box.
"Not until I see what it is!" said Linda. "Supergirl told me you were thinking of proposing to me, and I'll just bet there's an engagement ring in here!"
"You're mistaken, Linda!" declared Dick. "I could never marry a drug-addicted ssslut like you!" Linda, as well as Dick were both surprised that Dick could utter such a word as "slut."
That's just what I wanted to hear, thought Linda. But just to make sure
Linda opened the box and was bathed in a green glow. Immediately, she moaned and fainted.
"Linda?" said Dick as he saw the girl fall unconscious. "Linda? What is it? Did I hit you that hard? I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, but when you grabbed my,"
Linda did not stir. Ignoring the small box with the Green Kryptonite, he reached down and picked up the inert woman's body. Placing Linda on the couch, he checked for signs of breathing. There were none. This dress is too tight! thought Dick. She needs air!
Dick grabbed the neckline of the constricting garment and closing his eyes, pulled with all his might. The thin fabric easily gave way. Realizing that he must look, Dick opened his eyes to see if Linda was breathing yet. As I thought, thought Dick, she isn't wearing any underwear wait a minute! How come her hair down there is blonde? Say, I recognize that pppussy!
A light went off in Dick's brain. He looked around on the floor and found the small lead box that contained the Green Kryptonite. He picked it up and closed it. Almost immediately, Linda groaned and slowly began to regain consciousness.
"Oh, Dickie!" said Linda, hoping that her erstwhile beau hadn't noticed that it was Green Kryptonite that had affected her. "Did you have to hit me so hard?"
Dick leaned forward, and reaching out with his hand, said, "I'm afraid you'll have to get used to that, Linda. I come from a long line of wife-beaters, and after we're married, you'll get hit-a lot. But of course that won't be of any matter to a SUPERGIRL, will it Linda?!" Dick grabbed at Linda's hair and quickly pulled off her brunette wig, revealing the long golden tresses of the Maid of Steel.
"Supergirl?" repeated Linda. "You think I'm Supergirl?"
"Don't try to deny it," said Dick. "So, you've been deceiving me all these years with a brunette wig? What a fool I've been!"
"Wig?" repeated Linda. "Oh that. It's just that I bleached my hair. You know what they say: 'Blondes have more fun.' Anyway, I didn't want it to show because you might not understand and"
"Oh, stop it!" interrupted Dick. "Where is your costume?"
"Costume?" asked Linda. "What costume?"
"Your Supergirl costume!" said Dick. "Where is it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" lied Linda.
"Is that so?" asked Dick. "Well, I'm a Police Detective. I'll find it. It's my job to find things!"
True to his profession, Dick found the superheroine's costume in the closet. He brought it back to Linda and asked, "No costume, eh? What do you call this? What's it doing in your closet? I suppose Supergirl's out flying around naked?"
"Oh, that!" said Linda. "Supergirl left it here. You know she and I are friends!" Then, thought Linda, this ought to work: "I suppose I should let you know the truth, Dick. As to why neither of us can marry you. You see, Supergirl and I are lesbian lovers, and, well, it just wouldn't work..."
"Come off it, Linda!" exclaimed Dick. "Don't try to lie your way out of this! You've been lying to me for years!"
"But it's the truth!" lied Linda. Then, she remembered her dream of the night before. "You can ask Wonder Woman! She introduced us to the fine art of lesbian lovemaking that the Amazons on Paradise Island have perfected over the centuries." That ought to embarrass Dick enough to believe me, thought Linda.
"Come off it, Linda!" countered Dick. "I know for a fact that Wonder Woman's as straight as an arrow!"
"And how would you know that?" It was Linda's turn to challenge Dick.
"Never mind," replied Dick. "I just know." He wasn't so sure after all, so he changed the subject. "Are you going to admit you're Supergirl or not?"
"Of course not!" declared Linda.
"Then, how do you explain that?" asked Dick, pointing to Linda's bare crotch. "I suppose you bleached that, too?"
"As a matter of fact" started Linda, who then changed her tact in another attempt to disgust Dick and said, "Look Dick, I've had lots of boyfriends. They all say they like blonde pussies."
"Stop trying to nauseate me!" exclaimed Dick. "I see I'm going to have to prove you're Supergirl."
"Prove it?" repeated Linda. "How?"
Dick reached into his pocket and retrieved the lead case that held the Green Kryptonite. This time, he opened it slowly. As he did so, Linda's eyes got large. As the green rays of the rock bathed Linda, she felt pain, moaned, and fainted. Dick moved the box further away from the helpless woman to the point where Linda regained consciousness, but was still very weak.
"If you're not Supergirl, then why does Green Kryptonite render you helpless?" asked Dick.
Realizing her charade was at an end, Supergirl admitted, "Yes Dick. It's true. I've been lying to you all these years. But I did it to protect you and"
"Please, Linda, er, Supergirl. Stop lying!" commanded Dick. Then, looking down at the naked woman's body, he said, "I should just"
"Fuck me, Dick?" asked Supergirl. "Rape me while I'm helpless? Put your joint into my twat?"
Jolted out of his daydreaming of doing exactly that, Dick replied. "You and your filthy mouth." Then, Dick closed the lead case and cut off the rays of the Green Kryptonite.
"Dick, I" Supergirl started to speak. She wanted to apologize, but couldn't. "Please don't tell anyone."
"Don't worry," said Dick as he picked up Supergirl's costume. The superheroine's strength was slowly returning. He threw the garment at the girl and said, "Get dressed. We have a mission together, remember? And after that"
"What?" asked Supergirl, as she got dressed.
"After that, I don't ever want to see Supergirl or Linda Danvers again."
The next morning, a fully recovered Supergirl landed Dick Malverne and his troops on the far side of the South American volcano from the valley where the drug lords were growing their product. During the trip, Dick did not speak to Supergirl. So, he wants to give me the "silent treatment?" thought Supergirl. Fine. Let's see how well his career goes without Supergirl to help him! Once this bust is history, so are we!
After depositing Dick and the troops, Supergirl took off towards the valley, flying low to avoid radar. Supergirl hadn't picked up any radar soundings with her super hearing, but that didn't mean that they couldn't turn it on at any minute. Stealth was necessary, Dick had told her, as there were natives in the area who might be taken hostage if the crooks learned of the impending assault.
As she flew into the valley, Supergirl noticed how barren the volcano was as she flew over it. In contrast, the land beyond the volcano was very lush. The geography of the area suggested that the land would be arid and sparse; anything but green.
As the Maid of Might accelerated toward what appeared to be an ancient Aztec or Maya pyramid that she thought perhaps could hide the headquarters of the drug cartel, she began to feel weak. Not to the point of unconsciousness that would be caused by exposure to a Green Kryptonite rock, but a gradual, steady weakening, as if the Green Kryptonite were somehow diluted.
Supergirl tried to change her flight path in an effort to avoid whatever was causing her to lose power. She flew in a zigzag pattern, thinking that perhaps she had indeed been discovered and that an invisible weapon was aimed at her. But what type of weapon could strip her of her super powers in such a manner? Supergirl tried to focus her super-vision, but found she had lost that power. Then, unable to remain aloft, she fell and tumbled through the lush green overgrowth, coming to rest at the foot of the pyramid as she lost consciousness.
When she awoke, Supergirl found herself bound to a protrusion on the pyramid. She gradually discovered that she had been stripped of her costume. She found it lying on the ground at her feet in tatters. There must be Green Kryptonite around! she thought. Unless it's exposed to Green Kryptonite, my costume is as indestructible as I am, er, was! Supergirl tested her bonds. They were tight, and she was held fast.
Supergirl looked around, and saw some strange people that were dressed in ancient garments. She didn't recognize what culture the clothing represented. This bothered her, for her super-mind had known all sorts of facts of such nature. Supergirl was further disturbed by the fact that the people were speaking in a strange dialect. I can't understand what they're saying! thought Supergirl. The Green K must have affected my super-recall as well! I can't even tell them to let me go! And without my super powers, I'll
Supergirl stood bound and helpless on the pyramid for several hours when she was approached by what appeared to be some sort of Chieftain. He spoke in some unintelligible words, to which Supergirl replied, "I don't understand! Let me go! I'm Supergirl! What do you want of me?"
"They want you as their human sacrifice," replied a familiar voice.
"Dick!" exclaimed Supergirl. "Where did you come from? Never mind! I've lost my super powers somehow! Tell this lunatic who I am! Tell him to let me go! What do you mean, 'human sacrifice'?"
"I sent the rest of my squad into the other end of the valley where we found the cocaine," answered Dick. "I didn't find you there, so I figured you were at this end of the valley. I ran into one of the Chief's scouts, and he persuaded me-with a poison-tipped spear-to join the festivities."
"'Festivities'?" repeated Supergirl. "What 'festivities'?"
"Remember the volcano you flew over on the way here?" asked Dick. Supergirl turned to see a peak in the distance, beyond the lush green foliage of the valley. It was giving off steam. "This ancient, hidden tribe has determined that they need to appease the god up there by offering him a human virgin sacrifice."
"You mean me?" asked Supergirl.
"It looks that way," said Dick, confirming Supergirl's fears.
Supergirl tested her bonds again, to no avail. "You understand their language, Dick!" said Supergirl. "Tell them they can't do this!"
"Yes, I know their language," said Dick. "I studied it in school with Linda Danvers. You remember Linda Danvers, don't you? Maybe if Linda had studied more, and not used her X-ray vision to copy others' tests, she might have learned more."
Supergirl hardly noticed Dick's insult as she said, "Tell them who I am! Tell them I'm not a virgin! Tell them anything, but get us out of here!"
"I'm afraid I can't help you, Supergirl," said Dick. "If I make a move, I'll get punctured. As for your not being a virgin, their doctor examined you while you were unconscious. They determined that you've never consummated with anyone."
"Besides," added Dick. "Who am I to interfere with these people's traditions?"
"Anyway," continued Dick. "If you're Supergirl, and not just Linda Danvers, then you can just fly away. So, why don't you?"
"There's Green Kryptonite around here!" declared Supergirl. "Not enough to kill me, but enough to strip me of my super powers!"
"And your costume," concluded Dick.
"And my costume," agreed Supergirl.
The Chieftan came forward and spoke. Supergirl didn't understand, but Dick did. "What's he saying?" asked Supergirl, nervously.
"He's saying that since you came from the volcano, you are to be sacrificed at dawn and returned to the gods," replied Dick. "The gods are angry that you escaped, so they took away your power of flight, and dropped you here. With your blonde hair, you can be of no use to their society. Their need for fertility demands that only dark-haired women bear their children. That is why none of the men of this tribe have been allowed to or even asked to consummate with you. Your virginity fits their need perfectly. You are to be taken to that hut over there and prepared."
Supergirl looked in the direction of the hut. "This is insane!" she cried. "Dick, you've got to do something!"
"Look Linda," said Dick, "I'd like to help, but I can't. I have to get back to my squad. The chief has promised to return me after he appeases the gods. I'm sorry. I'd like to help, but my hands are tied."
Supergirl looked at her own bound wrists, as Dick continued. "Maybe if you didn't have super powers or blonde hair, you wouldn't be in this mess. Maybe, if you had a nice, quiet home life as a normal wife and mother"
That really hurts, thought Supergirl as Dick was led away. If it wasn't for my super powers, you wouldn't want to marry me! You don't give a fuck about Linda, either! If I ever get out of this, I'll burn your balls off with my heat vision!
Supergirl's ire was interrupted by the Chieftan's order. Two guards released the helpless girl from her bondage and carried her to the hut for her preparation. Supergirl noticed the great quantities of gold, many of them fashioned into garments. Several handmaidens surrounded the Maid of Steel and began to bathe her. Supergirl found the ointments soothing and soon relaxed, if only for a moment. Then she thought of the volcano and how it looked so beautiful on her flight in, but how horrifying the vision was. But then, she realized, Of course! I'm in no danger! Won't these people be surprised tomorrow when I escape! As for Dick
Soon, food was brought, and the superheroine ate. I must regain my strength if I'm to impress these people tomorrow before I escape! thought Supergirl.
As it turned out, the food had been treated with some local herbs that made Supergirl feel drowsy. Her limbs went limp, and the handmaidens put the blonde to bed. Soon, Supergirl was asleep.
Linda Danvers was walking past the Last National Bank when her super-hearing detected a disturbance. Looking through the bank window, she spied some tough-looking thugs armed with high-powered weaponry. This looks like a job for thought Linda, until she recognized one of the customers in the bank. It was a plain looking, but well built, bespectacled woman.
Linda noticed that the woman was sneaking away from the bank robbers. Linda said to herself, "Well, if it isn't Diana Prince, and she's probably headed or the Ladies' room to make a quick change! Those would-be bank robbers are in for a surprise! I think I'll just sit back and watch the show!"
Just as Diana Prince disappeared from view, the alarm went off in the Bank. This ought to be good! thought Linda. Any second now, Wonder Woman should appear!
But seconds ticked by and became minutes. The bank robbers went about their business, and Wonder Woman was nowhere to be seen! This isn't right, thought Linda. Perhaps this is a job for Supergirl. I'll just duck into this alley
A moment later, the Maid of Steel crashed into the bank. "Supergirl!" cried one of the robbers. "Get her, boys!"
As usual, the robbers had no chance. Soon, they were a heap of unconscious bodies. The police soon arrived, and Supergirl noticed that Dick Malverne was in charge. "It looks like you missed the party again, Dick!" said Supergirl. Then she wondered what had happened to Wonder Woman. "Excuse me for a minute, Dick," she said. "I have to check on something."
Supergirl wandered back towards the Ladies' room. Entering, she found Diana Prince cowering on the floor in one of the stalls. "Diana?" asked Supergirl. "Are you all right?"
"Oh, it's you, Supergirl. Are they gone?" asked Diana. "Is it safe to come out?"
"Yes, everything's been taken care of," replied Supergirl. "But what happened to you? I was expecting Wonder Woman to appear!"
"Well er," Diana began, noticeably frightened. "I, er, that is, I don't have my costume on, and, well, er,"
Supergirl confirmed the disguised Amazon's claim. Using her X-ray vision, the Maid of Might learned that not only was Diana not wearing her Wonder Woman costume, she was without any kind of underwear at all. No bra, no panties.
"How could you be so irresponsible?" admonished Supergirl. "Don't you realize that as a superheroine, you have to be prepared for this kind of emergency at all times? Where's your costume? At home, soaking in Woolite?"
"Don't you talk to me that way!" exclaimed Diana. "I didn't wear my costume today because"
Just then, Dick entered the Ladies' room. Supergirl asked: "Can't you read? This place is off limits to men!"
Ignoring Supergirl, Dick noticed the woman on the floor. "Diana?" he asked. "Are you all right? This is all my fault! I should never have let you go out shopping alone!"
"You KNOW her?" asked Supergirl.
Before Dick could reply, Diana said, "I'm all right, darling." Diana noticeably cheered up at the sight of Dick.
"Darling?" repeated Supergirl. "Just what the Hell is going on here?"
"I can explain, Supergirl," replied Diana. "You see,"
"Just a minute," Dick interrupted Diana. "The press is here. I don't want them to see you like this. Supergirl, would you mind escorting Miss Prince safely out of here before the photographers see her? Take her to her apartment."
"All right, Dick," agreed Supergirl. "Come on, Diana."
"Are you sure I'll be safe?" asked Diana, showing apprehension at Dick's departure.
Supergirl was amazed at Diana's display of cowardice. She had to get to the bottom of this. "Come on, Diana," she said. "Let's go somewhere where we can talk."
Unseen by the gathering mob of reporters and paparazzi, Supergirl carried Diana Prince aloft and flew her home. Taking a quick glance around with her X-ray vision as she entered the apartment, the Maid of Steel saw Wonder Woman's costume, Magic Lasso and all, neatly hanging in a closet.
"Would you like a drink, Supergirl?" asked Diana.
"No, you go ahead," replied Supergirl, concerned that Wonder Woman would use alcohol.
"I can sure use one," declared Diana. Soon, the clinking of ice was heard, and then the pouring of a copious amount from a bottle. "Say, Supergirl, could you give me a light? My Zippo's out of fluid."
Supergirl turned and focused a thin beam of heat vision on the end of the Virginia Slim cigarette dangling from the lips of the disguised Amazon. In an instant, the tobacco was lit.
"Since when did you take up smoking?" asked Supergirl, who also thought to herself, and booze?
"I've come a long way, baby," said Diana with a smile. "I decided it's time for me to start living it up."
"Now, do you want to tell me why you went out without your costume today?" asked Supergirl. "If I hadn't come by when I did, a lot of people could have been hurt."
"Oh, I think the police could have taken care of things," countered Diana. "As for not wearing my costume, well, I was out shopping for something special to wear, and you know how those dressing rooms are; With all those security cameras and such. Someone might have seen me as Wonder Woman and found out my secret identity."
"I suppose," said Supergirl. "But Dick Malverne knows your secret identity. Would you care to explain that? Not even your boyfriend Steve Trevor, knows that secret."
"Steve Trevor and I are old news," declared Diana as she took a long drag from her cigarette. Ever since I caught him in bed with Wonder Girl."
"You and Steve broke up?" asked Supergirl, surprised.
"Yes," admitted Diana. "But it wasn't his fault. I blame myself for not coming across when he so obviously needed it."
"And Dick?" asked Supergirl. "You're 'coming across' for him?"
"Yes, that's right," admitted Diana. Then, sensing Supergirl's attitude, Diana said: "Look, Supergirl. I know Dick is, er, was, your boyfriend. But he found me in a moment of weakness. My biological clock is ticking, you know, and I asked him to take me."
"You stole Dick from me?" shrieked Supergirl, seething with rage. "Didn't you think I'd find out?"
"We were going to tell you," said Diana. "But you haven't been around, and,"
Just then, the door to the apartment was opened. Dick Malverne hurried in and asked Diana: "Darling! Are you all right?"
"Yes Dickie," said Diana, using Supergirl's nickname that didn't seem to irritate Dick as much as when Supergirl said it. "Supergirl brought me right home. I was just explaining to her about us, and,"
"I see," said Dick. "Yes Supergirl, it's true. I'm sorry you had to find out this way. We were going to tell you when the time was right. Friends?"
"All right Dick," agreed Supergirl. "Friends."
"I'm so happy!" declared Diana.
"Anyway," said Supergirl. "I'm glad you're all right, Diana. Did you finish your shopping?" By changing the subject, Supergirl hoped to cheer herself up as well as Diana.
"Well, er," stammered Diana. "Partly."
"What do you mean, 'Partly'?" demanded Dick.
"Well, I found the perfect wig to wear," said Diana, as she opened her purse and produced a fine blonde mane. Supergirl thought it looked familiar. "But I couldn't find the right costume, dear. The stores just didn't have any!" There was nervous defensiveness in Diana's voice.
"Of all the incompetent," started Dick. "And here you could have gotten killed today!"
"I'm sorry Dick," said Diana. She was at the verge of tears.
"Sorry?" repeated Dick. "Why I oughta"
"Perhaps I'd better be going," interjected Supergirl.
"Oh please stay," said Diana. "You can help us."
"Help you?" asked Supergirl. "How?"
"Well you see, Supergirl," said Diana. "Dick is understandably upset because we were going to do a bit of role-playing in bed tonight. He was to be the supervillain, and I was to be the er, the er,"
"Helpless superheroine," finished Dick.
"But you're already a superheroine," declared Supergirl.
"Not any more," replied Diana.
What?!" asked Supergirl incredulously. "You're giving up being Wonder Woman?"
"That's right, Supergirl," confirmed Dick. "No girlfriend of mine is going to traipse around battling crooks! She has to stay home at night!"
"Girlfriend of mine," thought Supergirl. He says that like he has more than one! "Far be it from me to pass judgement on your relationship," said Supergirl, not believing her own words. "But you said I could help you. You want to be a helpless superheroine, but not Wonder Woman. Who did you have in mind? With that blonde wig"
Then it hit her. Supergirl came to a realization and said, "You want to pretend you're me?!"
"That's right Supergirl," replied Diana, with a hint of giddiness in her voice. "Dick wants to pretend he's raping you!"
"Oh," replied Supergirl calmly, surprisingly calmly, she thought. "How can I help?"
"All you have to do is lend me your costume," said Diana. "I'll put on the wig, and hen Dick and I will"
"I don't know," replied Supergirl, somewhat surprised that she would even consider the request.
Sensing the Maid of Might's hesitancy, Dick offered: "Tell you what, Supergirl. We'll let you watch."
"Kinky," said Supergirl. "But, if it will make you happy," Diana handed Supergirl a short bathrobe in exchange for the Supergirl costume.
Soon, Supergirl sat down and watched as her "alter ego" suffered the ravages of a horny supervillain. Diana made a convincing Supergirl in the costume and blonde wig. Dick didn't dress the part of a supervillain; As a matter of fact, he wasn't dressed at all. Supergirl was surprised at the size of his member; It was much larger than she remembered when she had taken many peeks at it over the years with her X-ray vision.
Diana, however, was playing the part of the violated superheroine to perfection. She would scream, "Please! I beg you! Don't put that awful thing in me! I'm Supergirl!" She would scream hard as grunting, Dick would enter her with all his strength.
"Oh!" cried Diana as Dick lifted the skirt of the costume to allow his penetration.
"Now I have you where you belong, Supergirl!" exclaimed Dick. "On the end of my hard joint! I've been wanting to do this for years!" The authentic Supergirl watched, and wondered for a moment to whom Dick was talking.
"Oh, please Dick!" pleaded Diana. "Don't hurt me! I'll do anything for you! Ill clean, I'll work over a hot stove, I'll bear your children! Only please don't hurt me! I AUUUUGGGGHHH!"
Supergirl found herself getting excited and damp in her crotch as she watched, but when Diana reached orgasm, Supergirl discovered that she was downright soaking.
"Had enough, bitch?" Dick asked the spent Diana.
"Yes, Dick!" admitted Diana. "How was it for you?"
"Not enough!" declared Dick. "It's time to play a tune on my flute!"
"Oh no, Dick!" countered Diana as she got up on her elbows. "We never agreed,"
SLAP! Dick struck Diana across the face. Supergirl winced. "I come from a long line of wife-beaters, you whore!" shouted Dick. "Now do it, or else!"
"Please Dick!" pleaded Diana. "No more! I"
WHACK! Another slap! Supergirl watched, unable to move at the sight. Embarrassed as she was, she wanted to leave, but her fascination at the spectacle kept her glued to her chair.
Diana slowly opened her mouth wide. "That's it, Wonder Whore!" encouraged Dick, now corrupting the name of Diana Prince's super persona.
Diana, tears now streaming down her face, closed her eyes as Dick slid his penis inside her mouth. Dick grabbed the blonde wig from Diana's scalp and tossed it to the floor. He then took hold of Diana's real hair with both hands and slowly rocked her head back and forth.
Diana had trouble getting the entire joint into her mouth. The head hit against the back of her throat. "Get it all!" commanded Dick. "I want you to feel my balls on your chin!" Diana obeyed.
Soon, a look of ecstasy came across Dick's face as he pumped his load into Diana's mouth. Diana almost choked as she was careful not to spill a single drop for fear of being struck again.
Soon, it was all over. Diana coughed and swallowed, not spilling a drop. Then, spent from her exertions, she passed out.
Supergirl was aghast. She never believed in her wildest dreams that Dick could be so aggressive, and Diana -Wonder Woman-so passive. With a wry grin, Dick turned to the naked blonde and asked, "Did you enjoy watching that?"
Supergirl ignored the question. She stayed seated as she asked, "May I have my costume back? I'm sure there's an earth-shattering crisis somewhere that needs my attention."
"Just a moment, Supergirl," replied Dick. "Or should I say, 'Linda'?"
A look of surprise came across Supergirl's face. She froze in fear, as if Dick's knowing her secret identity could strip her of her super powers as easily as Gold Kryptonite. "How how did you find out?" she asked.
"Never mind that," replied Dick. "What should concern you now is what I'm going to do with you, now that I know."
"Stay away from me," the blonde warned, as if such advice would be heeded. Supergirl was dumbfounded by the growing fear that now held her in place.
"Not likely," said Dick as he grabbed Supergirl by the hair and threw her on the bed next to the dozing Amazon. "Now it's your turn."
Supergirl found that indeed her super powers had left her. She couldn't fight back or try to escape as Dick tore her bathrobe away. She couldn't even speak.
Dick rolled the helpless superheroine on her back and grasped her ankles. Pulling them apart, he thrust his hips toward the virgin Venus mound that lay ahead. Even though she was about to be raped, Supergirl marveled at the prowess shown by Dick. First he fucked his way through the powerful thighs of an Amazon princess taking her to orgasm, then he emptied another load of jism into the woman's mouth with enough force to cause her to fall unconscious. Now, he was about to rape her, the invincible Maid of Steel. All without losing his humongous hardon!
A moment later, Supergirl could feel that incredible organ enter her undefiled vagina. In it went, slowly, very slowly. Much slower than it had gone into Diana Prince's cunt; even slower than when it went into the Amazon's mouth. This confused Supergirl. Surely, Dick would use as much force on her as he had used on the former Wonder Woman!
As she was being raped, Supergirl expected severe admonishments from Dick; Downright yelling and screaming. She even feared being struck in the face. But such did not happen. Already lubricated from watching the previous spectacle, Dick entered Supergirl easily. Her legs came apart and her hips moved at a slow pace to complement the unexpected gentle thrusting of Dick. Some time later, the blonde girl's breathing got stronger as she reached climax. Then, at once, she moaned in ecstasy as she reached orgasm. She heard Dick ask: "Linda? Linda? Can you hear me? Are you waking up?"
"Linda?" asked Dick in a whisper. "Linda? Can you hear me? Are you waking up?"
Supergirl stirred. She could feel the tightness of Dick's penis in her pussy. He had brought her to an altogether pleasant orgasm. It was time for him to pull out.
Then, Supergirl's eyes fluttered open. She groggily looked around and found that she was back in the quarters in which she had been imprisoned! It had all been another dream!
As she came fully awake and her vision cleared, however, Supergirl noticed that it hadn't been all a dream! There was Dick, raping her! "Stop!" she cried.
"Shhh!" said Dick, pressing his finger to his lips. They might hear us!"
"What are you doing?" demanded Supergirl. "How did you get in here? Get off, er, OUT of me!"
Dick exited Supergirl, but not before the damage was done. She had been despoiled. "I slipped the guard some of that drug they gave you to fall asleep," claimed Dick. "I had to come back and save you! It was the only thing I could think of! It will be light soon, and they want a virgin! Well, they won't find one here!" Dick smiled.
"You idiot!" admonished Supergirl. "I had everything under control! I'm going to break your balls for this! How dare you rape me!"
"'Under control'?" repeated Dick. "Have you forgotten? You're scheduled to be their virgin sacrifice today! They're going to carry you up the side of that volcano and,"
"by the time they get there, I'll have my super powers back!" finished Supergirl. "Twit!"
"Your super powers?" asked Dick "Returned? How? What about the Green Kryptonite?"
"Don't you get it?" asked Supergirl. "The reason I lost my super powers was because of the low-grade Green K radiation that's all over this place. 'Low-grade' because it wasn't enough to kill me; just make me powerless."
"So?" asked Dick. "Go on."
"Well, Green Kryptonite has chlorophyll in it," said Supergirl. "Lots of it. That's what makes it green. And chlorophyll helps plants grow."
"So that explains why everything is so lush around here," concluded Dick. "When it should be barren. Green Kryptonite!"
"Yes, Dick," confirmed Supergirl. "A large meteorite of Green K must have fallen here. I figure it must have exploded on contact, and its fragments were strewn all over this valley."
"And up on the volcano," started Dick.
"It's barren," declared Supergirl. "No Green Kryptonite! So, we just let them take us up there, I assume you've been invited to watch as I'm thrown in?"
"Yes," confirmed Dick. "I'll be there. It's on the way back to where we started. The path from the volcano leads down the other side. I'm to be guided that way to safety after the ceremony."
"So, here's the plan: I get thrown into the volcano, satisfy their god, and fly out the other side," finished Supergirl. "Where I meet up with you, and take you back to civilization. These people will assume I've gone back to their god, and their society isn't contaminated. Although why I shouldn't leave you here to fend for yourself after what you just did, I'll never know."
"I'm sorry, Linda, er, Supergirl," apologized Dick. "I couldn't think of anything else. I thought it was the only way. We wouldn't have gotten very far trying to run. And the Chief told me they exclusively sacrifice virgins. I was only trying to help."
"I know that, Dick," replied Supergirl, now bathed in an afterglow and surprised at feeling a sense of enjoyment from Dick's rape. "At least it got you to start talking to me again."
Dick stealthily crept back to his quarters just as the sun was rising. The guards to Supergirl's quarters began to stir. No one had noticed Dick's visit.
A few minutes later, the handmaidens entered Supergirl's chamber. Supergirl remained submissive as the women dressed the designated sacrifice victim in a toga. The raiment had a belt of gold. The unusual belt felt heavy on Supergirl's waist.
The handmaidens led the passive Supergirl out of her chamber to appear in front of the Chieftan. The Chieftan spoke some unintelligible words as Dick Looked on. A moment later, Supergirl was tied to a platform fashioned from some logs. Her wrists were tied, and then her legs were spread apart as her ankles were fastened.
Then, the Chieftan uttered some more unintelligible words while gesturing to some men who had stood at attention during the binding of Supergirl. At once, the men lifted and slowly carried the funerary platform on the path to the volcano. The rest of the local populace, including Dick, followed in silence, and the march toward the peak began.
The procession took the better part of the day to reach the foot of the mountain. Supergirl enjoyed the ride and relaxed to the point of falling asleep. She hadn't noticed when the column began to leave the green valley and ascend the slope of the barren volcano. Soon, the assembly came to the peak of the mountain and halted.
Supergirl was still asleep. A moment later, she awoke to the sound of the Chieftan bellowing out what appeared to be a prayer to the god of the volcano. Supergirl still couldn't understand what the Chieftan was saying. With my super-brain working again, I should be able to understand him, thought Supergirl. Say, wait a minute! How did I get all sunburned? I should be invulnerable by now! Then, Supergirl tested her bonds and discovered to her horror that her super-strength had not returned either. She looked around, and from what she could see, she was at the mouth of the volcano, far from the poisoning effects of the Green Kryptonite-laced valley below.
In a panic, realizing that her plan had not worked, Supergirl cried out, "Dick! I can't break loose! I'm still not super! Do something!"
The crowd of onlookers turned to look at the woman who had been silent and was now crying out in terror. Not understanding the sacrifice's words, the people concluded that she must be talking to the gods with whom she would soon be in the company of.
The Chieftan went on with his prayer until Dick came forth and interrupted with several words in the Chieftan's language. Speaking excitedly, Dick told the Chieftan how, during the night, Supergirl had lost her virginity, and what an insult it would be to the gods to present her to them in such a spoiled state. The crowd murmured at the thought put forward by Dick, and the Chieftan, casting a suspicious gaze at Dick (who had not told the Chieftan just how the bound girl had been ravaged) called for the tribe's medicine man to perform an examination.
The shaman came forward and approached the helpless woman. Lifting the skirt of Supergirl's golden toga, the high priest peered in, probing with his scepter. Supergirl let out a squeak of surprise as she felt the exploration of her newly unvirgin pussy.
A moment later, the witch doctor turned to the Chieftan and confirmed Dick's story. With a wave of his hand, the Chieftan ordered that Supergirl be released from her binds. He then ordered that the populace return immediately to the valley, lest the gods be angered.
As the multitude turned to go back to the valley and Supergirl stood alongside Dick, Dick approached the Chieftan and advised him that he and Supergirl should be led, unharmed, out of their sacred land immediately.
"I should just kill you both," said the Chieftan in his own language.
"And risk angering the gods?" asked Dick. "No, it is clear what the gods want you to do. This was a test of your beliefs. Of your thoroughness in your sacrificial procedures."
"And how would you know that?" asked the Chieftan in disbelief.
"Because I come at the request of the gods," claimed Dick. "To test your devotion."
The Chieftan was shocked at Dick's words. The crowd gasped. "But you did not fly in here!" declared the Chieftan. "How can you claim to represent the gods of the volcano?"
"I am different," declared Dick. "I am one of the gods' wizards. I can perform great magic."
"What sort of magic?" asked the doubting Chieftan. "If you cannot prove who you say you are, I will have you killed!"
Supergirl, not understanding the conversation, nevertheless concluded that the Chieftan was angry about something. "Make him let us go!" she cried.
Dick stared into the eyes of the Chieftan and said, "If you do not agree to lead us out of this land unharmed, I will blot out the sun!"
The Chieftan's gaze shot upward in shock. Disbelieving, he told Dick, "That is impossible!" Then, the Chieftan motioned to some spear-toting guards. With great trepidation, the guards advanced, spears at the ready.
"Tell your guards they must lead us down the other side of the volcano to safety!" commanded Dick.
"No!" countered the Chieftan. "I have ordered them to kill you for defiling the blonde stranger who was to have been our sacrifice! Only you, a stranger to our ways, could have been responsible!" Then, the Chieftan turned to his warriors and shouted, "Guards! Kill them both!"
Just then, Dick shot his arms out toward the setting sun and said, in English, "Two, four, six, eight! Who do we appreciate? Stanhope! Stanhope! Rah-Rah-Rah!"
The rabble, not comprehending a word, stared in awe at the strange ranting.
Dick continued: "Give me an 'S'!"
Supergirl, remembering her days as cheerleader for her college's football team (on which Dick played) joined in: "S!" she shouted.
"Give me a 'T'!" cried Dick.
"T!" shouted Supergirl.
"'A'!"
"A!"
"'N'!"
"N!"
"'H'!"
"'O'!"
"O!"
"'P'!"
"P!"
"'E'!"
"E!"
"What's that spell?" cried Dick.
"Stanhope!" shouted Supergirl in response, who by this time was jumping up and down, just as she had on the cheerleading squad.
The Chieftan and his people didn't know what to make of the spectacle until they noticed that a solar eclipse was blotting out the sun! The crowd murmured in fear, and began backing away.
The Chieftan turned to Dick who stood with a knowing grin on his face. "Now, will you tell your guards to lead us safely out of your land?" he asked.
The Chieftan fell to his knees and kowtowed to Dick. "Surely you are a great gods' wizard!" he declared. "I will do as you ask. Please bring back the sun!"
"Okay Chief," said Dick, who turned back toward the direction of the blotted-out sun. He waved his arms and started chanting: "Mary had a little lamb; Its fleece was white as snow"
Supergirl chimed in and said: "And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go."
Soon, the rays of the sun peeked through as the eclipse ended. A moment later, the guards were leading Dick and the golden-togaed Supergirl down the far side of the volcano to safety.
After the guards left the couple on the shore of the ocean and hurried back to their secret civilization, Supergirl asked Dick: "Just how did you know there was to be an eclipse today?"
"Well," replied Dick. "You may have been their prisoner, but I had the freedom to walk around and learn about these people. I found out that they had a very advanced understanding of astronomical phenomena. I was able to translate some of their symbols and calculate that today an eclipse was predicted."
"But if they knew there was to be an eclipse today, how were you able to convince the Chieftan that you were responsible for it?" asked the disbelieving blonde.
"Because the Chieftan was an idiot," replied Dick. "Apparently, he didn't study the subject very hard in whatever school they have."
"But if he was so dumb, how did he get to be Chieftan?" asked Supergirl.
"My guess is that people are the same all over," said Dick. "When it comes to civil service such as that represented by the office of 'Chief in Charge of Sacrifices and other Mayhem,' the more incompetent you are, the higher your promotions through the bureaucracy."
"You mean?" started Supergirl.
"The 'Peter Principle' was as alive and well in South American ancient civilizations as it is today in American government."
Supergirl chuckled and then her countenance changed. She got more serious and said: "And speaking of 'Peter Principles,' I guess it was a good thing your peter was where it was early this morning. Although I still plan on getting even with you once my super powers return."
"And when might that be?" asked Dick, ignoring the implied threat in Supergirl's statement.
"I don't know," replied Supergirl. "It could be any time now. Maybe the Green Kryptonite poisoning isn't out of my system yet and I need time to heal." Supergirl wasn't at all sure her statement had any validity, but she had to keep up her spirits.
"In the meantime, why don't we take advantage of the situation?" suggested Dick. "While you're still ordinary Linda Danvers with a very sexy toga on that must be unbearably hot. Why don't you take it off and I'll" Dick reached for Supergirl's skirt
"You just keep your hands to yourself buster!" commanded Supergirl as she moved away. "You're already guilty of rape! Don't make it any harder on yourself!"
"But I thought," started Dick.
"You thought you could get away with taking advantage of me again!" exclaimed Supergirl. "Just because you saved my life! Wait until I get you home!"
Dejectedly, Dick backed off, and said: "We'd better get some sleep. Tomorrow, we'll have to figure out a way to get rescued. I don't know where we are, and my patrol may have given me up for lost, or believe that you rescued me. In any case, they wouldn't know where to look."
"I'm not worried," claimed Supergirl. "I'll bet I'll be back to full power by morning."
Dick and Supergirl spent the night on the beach. Dick slept soundly, while his erstwhile companion suffered form insomnia. Every few minutes, she would quietly test to see if her super powers had returned. First, she tried crushing some rocks and lifting some boulders. They wouldn't give. She tried her vision powers, and then her super-hearing. They also wouldn't work. Finally, out of desperation, just before dawn Supergirl tried to fly.
Supergirl took a running start and tried leaping into the air. She landed flat on her face, right at Dick's feet, waking him up.
"Hello there," said Dick, as he saw the blonde at his feet. "Is there something I can do for you, Linda? Perhaps you've changed your mind? I mean, about wanting to feel my touch?"
"In your dreams!" exclaimed the embarrassed ex-superheroine as she got up and dusted the sand from her golden toga.
"Well, the sun ought to be coming up any minute," said Dick. "I think I'll go look for some breakfast. Hungry?"
"No, you go ahead, Dick," replied Supergirl.
"Are you sure you'll be all right?" asked Dick.
"Yes, Dick," replied Supergirl. "I'll stay here and watch the sun come up and The sun!"
"The sun?" repeated Dick. "What about it? You're not like those primitives now, are you? Thinking that I blotted out the sun forever, perhaps? Has your loss of your super powers made you that stupid?"
The loss of her super powers had indeed made Supergirl dumber, but she knew enough to tell Dick: "Don't you understand? I get my super powers from the rays of the Earth's yellow sun! When it comes up again, I'll get my super powers back!"
"Wait a minute," said Dick. "If you get your super powers from the sun only when it's out, you would lose them on a cloudy day, or at night," said Dick. And when you can be taken advantage of, he thought. "But you don't. I've seen you super at such times."
"Don't you see?" asked Supergirl. "The Green K radiation was yesterday. It must have taken all last night to get it out of my system. Now, with the Green K gone, the sun will recharge me!"
"But that doesn't explain how you can be super at night," countered Dick.
"Well, all I can say is that my super powers must be stored up enough during the day to continue to let me be super at night," said Supergirl. "The Green K radiation just wore my 'battery' down all the way. But, now that I'm free of the Green K radiation, I should be able to absorb the sun's rays."
Dubious of Supergirl's reasoning, Dick asked: "What if it doesn't work? What if you're wrong?"
"It has to work!" said Supergirl.
A few hours later, when it became apparent that Supergirl's theory was a bust, Dick said: "Well, Linda. It appears your theory was a bust. We've got to start looking for a way to get rescued."
"No! I'm right! I know I'm right" replied Supergirl, in a state of deep denial.
"Look," said Dick. "As many times as I've fantasized about being stranded on a desert island with you, it's just not going to work. I'll find us some food, and then build us some shelter. And, in case you hadn't noticed, our favorite volcano has been making some unfriendly noises. It's about to erupt, and I've calculated that we'll be right in the path of the lava. It seems the Chieftan will get his wish after all."
Supergirl had indeed not noticed the volcano's rumblings. She began to wonder what to do. In terror, her mind raced. How could this happen to me? she thought. How will I get my super powers back? What?
At that moment, Supergirl's panicky thoughts were interrupted by the "whoosh" of a jet aircraft engine. Both Dick and Supergirl looked up, but saw nothing.
"What was that?" asked Supergirl.
"Sounds like a jet engine," replied Dick.
"Do you see anything?" asked Supergirl.
"No," replied Dick.
A moment later, the "whoosh" was heard again. This time, however, the sound was obscured by the loud rumbling and the explosion of the volcano as it erupted. A few seconds later, and the molten lava was hurtling downward toward the stranded couple.
"Oh, Dick!" said Supergirl as she held him close. "We've got to get out of here! Save us!"
"Let's get to the beach!" exclaimed Dick as he took Supergirl by the hand and started running. "We can get into the water before the lava reaches us!"
Seconds later, the lava reached the point where they had been standing. Dick and Supergirl quickly ran into the ocean and avoided being immolated, but they were far from safe.
"It looks like we jumped out of the fire into the frying pan," said Dick, twisting a well-worn saying.
"What do you mean?" asked Supergirl.
"I mean we're about to become dinner," replied Dick. "Look."
Supergirl turned her head to see the unmistakable sight of the dorsal fins of several man-eating (and ex-superheroine-eating) sharks!
Supergirl got close to Dick and said, "This looks like the end, Dick! I'm sorry for all the mean things I said!"
"I'm sorry for all the things you said too," agreed Dick. "But before we get eaten, I have to know one thing, Linda."
"What's that, Dick?" asked Supergirl.
"Was it good for you?" asked Dick.
Supergirl looked into Dick's eyes and smiled as she answered: "The best I've ever had, Dick."
"I should think so too," said Dick.
A moment later, Supergirl felt something bite into her skin. She fainted, and all went black.
When Supergirl awoke, she saw that she was floating among the clouds. She could feel no wind, so she knew she wasn't flying under her own power. "I must be dead," she said.
"No, not quite," said Dick, who appeared to be floating among the clouds with Supergirl.
"Dick!" exclaimed Supergirl. "Where are we?"
"Welcome aboard," said a familiar voice in a red and gold costume adorned with white stars on her blue briefs.
"Wonder Woman!" exclaimed Supergirl. "Where are we? The last thing I remember was being bitten by a shark, and"
"That was no shark," said Dick.
"Then what was it?" asked Supergirl.
"It was my Magic Lasso," said Wonder Woman. "Sorry if I cinched it a bit tight on you Supergirl. But I was flying over the beach when the volcano blew, and I didn't have time to worry about making you comfortable. I only just learned from Dick here that you were stranded there without your super powers. I flew by once and saw you earlier, but I didn't want to disturb you."
"'Disturb' us?" asked Supergirl. "Why not? We needed rescuing!"
"How was I to know that?" asked Wonder Woman. "I just figured you finally got around to getting serious with Dick here. You know, if it weren't for Steve Trevor"
"Never mind that," interrupted Supergirl. "What were you doing flying around here in your Invisible Plane?"
"I was worried about the volcano erupting," said Wonder Woman. "You know, there's a secret civilization on the other side, and"
"We know all about that culture," said Dick.
"Well anyway," continued Wonder Woman, "After I determined that the lava was flowing harmlessly toward the ocean, I headed for home. But before leaving, I decided to take one more pass. That's when I spotted you in trouble in the water."
"So, you plucked us out of the jaws of death?" asked Supergirl. "With your Magic Lasso? Your GOLDEN Magic Lasso?"
"That's right," confirmed Wonder Woman.
"Oh, No!" cried Supergirl. "Now I'll never get my super powers back!"
"What's she talking about?" Wonder Woman asked Dick.
"I don't know," replied Dick. "Somehow, she lost her super powers in the jungle. We figured it was because of some Green Kryptonite in the soil. But then, when we got out of the jungle, her super powers didn't return, and we can't explain it."
"It doesn't matter anymore," said Supergirl. "Since Wonder Woman here used her Magic Lasso on me, and since it's a GOLDEN Magic Lasso, made out of GOLD Kryptonite, I'm never going to be super again!"
"Gold Kryptonite?" Wonder Woman asked Dick. "Now what's she talking about?"
Dick shrugged his shoulders and said: "I don't know. She told me that Gold Kryptonite strips her of her super powers permanently. I guess she thinks that's what your Magic Lasso is made of."
"That's right!" confirmed Supergirl. "And now, she's flying us to her home on Paradise Island, where she's going to make me her lesbian consort! Just because my tits are bigger than hers are! She'll use her Purple Ray to make me flatter, and"
"What in Hera's name is she talking about?" Wonder Woman asked Dick, as she subconsciously looked at her breasts to authenticate, then refute, the blonde's claim.
"Don't try to play dumb, Wonder Bitch!" said Supergirl. "I'll bet you've got plans for Dick, too! I'll bet you're planning to cut off his penis and use the Purple Ray to change him into one of your concubines, too!"
"Now Supergirl, I don't appreciate being called a bitch!" said Wonder Woman sternly. "And I would find a lot better uses for Dick's penis than cutting it off, let me assure you!" Wonder Woman flashed a wry grin in Dick's direction.
"Well, you've stripped me of my super powers, and you'll be able to control my desires with that Gold Kryptonite Magic Lasso of yours, but you won't take me without a fight!" exclaimed Supergirl.
"Calm down!" ordered Wonder Woman. "Listen Supergirl, if you've lost your super powers, don't blame me. It's impossible for my Magic Lasso to be made from Gold Kryptonite. It was formed long before the planet Krypton exploded!"
"You're just saying that," said Supergirl. Then, after stripping herself of her toga, Supergirl threw it at Dick and said: "Here. That's probably what all the women are wearing on Paradise Island. You'd better get used to it. You'll need it after your operation; A nice, golden toga with a heavy golden belt, just like Wonder Whore has. I won't need it; I'm sure she has some short pants for me to wear."
Dumbfounded and embarrassed at Supergirl's vulgar admonishments directed toward his voluptuous rescuer, Dick looked down at the golden garment. As Supergirl stood naked, Dick looked at Wonder Woman. "This isn't gold," said Dick. "Feel it. It looks like gold, but it's not gold."
Wonder Woman grasped the metal belt on the toga and said, "You're right. It's too heavy to be gold. And it's not fool's gold, either."
Dick and Wonder Woman turned to Supergirl and stared. Supergirl's eyes got wide as she returned the gaze and said: "You mean?"
"This must be Gold Kryptonite!" said Dick. "You were exposed to it when they dressed you for the sacrifice. When you were taken out of the range of the Green Kryptonite, the Gold K took over and denuded you of your super powers permanently. If only you had,"
"Let you tell them I had been ravished-on account of you raping me-before we went up to the volcano, I'd still be super!" concluded Supergirl. "Is that what you're trying to say?"
"Yes Supergirl, er Linda," confirmed Dick.
Linda fell to the floor of the Invisible Plane and quietly sobbed.
"Are you sure she won't remember anything?" asked Dick as the Invisible Plane landed. He was seated in the Invisible Plane's co-pilot's seat while Linda was at the back of the plane looking out.
"Not a thing," confirmed Wonder Woman. "The drug I gave her on Paradise Island will see to that."
"And what about Supergirl?" asked Dick.
"She'll remember only that she is Linda Danvers, and always has been," replied Wonder Woman. "As for the rest of the world, if anybody asks, they'll be told that Supergirl has retired to live a normal female life of cooking, cleaning, and bearing children. Provided she finds her 'Mr. Right,' that is."
"Oh, I think I can take care of that," said Dick as the door opened on the Invisible Plane.
"How I envy her," said Wonder Woman. Then, almost as an afterthought, she gazed at Dick's crotch and said: "And if it doesn't work out between you and her, I could be available for you"
"Hello Angel!" called Steve Trevor from the tarmac where Wonder Woman had landed her Invisible Plane. "You're just in time for our date!"
Wonder Woman, quickly removing her stare from Dick's crotch cleared her throat and replied: "Hola, Steve! I'd like you to meet some friends of mine. Dick Malverne and"
"Linda Danvers," said Linda as she appeared from the back of the Invisible Plane. "I've always wanted to meet Wonder Woman's boyfriend. I figured he'd have to be particularly handsome to be so attractive to a real live superheroine. I can see now that I was right. It must be hard for a super-powered woman to find and keep a good boyfriend. I'm sure glad I'm not super, although, I'll bet if you weren't around, Dick here might dump me for her!"
"Linda," started Dick.
"That's a cute blonde you have there, Malverne," said Steve.
"Steve! Behave yourself!" admonished Wonder Woman.
Ignoring Wonder Woman's exhortation, Steve said: "Say, Malverne. I'll bet your girlfriend, as good as she looks right now in that toga, would look even better in something I saw over at Frederick's of Hollywood."
"Oh?" asked Dick, becoming convinced that Steve Trevor was something of a sex maniac. "What?"
"A Supergirl costume!" said Steve. "They just got in a new shipment, and they're on sale! And they're not those cheap knock-offs you see around Halloween. They made them really authentic!"
Dick turned to Linda, who said: "Supergirl? No thank you. I'd rather be a Wonder Woman, if you don't mind."
"In that case, not only will you need a costume, but you'll need a wig as well," said Wonder Woman.
"I'll be the judge of that," said Dick with a grin. "Linda can be a Wonder Woman without wearing a wig or a costume. She can be a Wonder Woman without wearing anything at all!"
Linda Danvers smiled.