“I have little doubt that you will be most pleased with the outcome of our work Madam President. The countries top minds have developed her as you requested.”
“So the project worked then Professor?”
“Yes, absolutely! Seven should have little trouble in dispensing with Supergirl”
“Seven?”
“Oh! You see me and the boys are rather large Star Trek fans and well… it’s kind of embarrassing but we felt it appropriate to name her Seven.”
“I see professor.”
“Well actually, we kind of took it a little bit further. You see, once we decided to call her Seven we felt she should. …Well we felt she should also resemble her.”
The two figures passed through the final security checkpoint and after proceeding several hundred meters underground via an elevator, they found themselves in the professor’s laboratory.
“She does more than resemble her Professor, it seems you and your friends indulged your selves a little more than you let on.”
“Yes…. ummm sorry Madam President”
“Oh don’t be. It’s quite all-right professor if she can do as you claim, I believe I can overcome the rather generous proportions you have given her breasts. How tall is she by the way?”
“Six foot three, Madam President”
“How much stronger is she than Supergirl?”
“She’s not, Madam President”
“What! How is she supposed to kill Supergirl if she isn’t stronger than her?! Don’t tell me I spent billions of tax payer’s dollars just to fulfill a juvenile fantasy of yours?!”
“Nnno…. of course not. What you must understand is that there is no way to make her stronger than Supergirl, how could we? After all she is…. Supergirl.”
“I know who the fuck that bitch is professor! I don’t need a little geek like you to remind me of who she is or of what she can do! What I do need is for you to explain how your fantasy girl is going to kill Super bitch for me, and quickly!”
“Please President Luthor, no need to get mad, I haven’t deceived you, I would never dare do such a thing. She may not be stronger but she can hit just as hard and is completely impervious to anything Supergirl can throw at her.”
“Explain, little man!”
“Okay, okay. Well, you see, Seven is constructed out of the material used in Doomsday’s capsule. This material was strong enough to restrain even Doomsday. Seven may not be able to lift more than Supergirl but considering what she’s made of she should be able to match the force of Supergirl’s blows and is definitely more resilient than her.”
“Now that is good news Professor. Congratulations, I have forgiven you. Now how about a power source, I mean she’s not going to die out on me before she kills Supergirl is she?”
“She should have enough juice to last a hundred years and the only way to shut her off is to break her in half and remove the power source and considering how her composition could restrain even Doomsday I see no way for the Girl of Steel to switch her off.”
“Excellent. And she will only obey my commands, yes?”
“Correct Madam President.”
“Well Seven, let me introduce my self! I’m Lexus Luthor, your master and you have one and only one mission, KILL SUPERGIRL!”
“So we can clearly see that the early philosophers were heavily influenced by mathematics. Can someone tell me why this might be?”
A stunning blue-eyed brunette sat at the back of the class looking bored to tears. She was wearing a tight pair of blue jeans and a form fitting white tank top. Her chin rested in her hands and it was evident that a mighty struggle against the forces of boredom was taken place.
“I knew I would find you in the back half asleep.”
“You’re late, Richard”
“Sorry sweetie I needed to finish something up before heading over to class.”
As Richard Malvern sat down he leaned forward to kiss the brunette whose spirits had suddenly lifted.
“You’re forgiven this time but if you ever leave me alone to deal with Professor Owens lecture again I will not be so kind. I don’t think I have ever taken a worse beating than from this lecture!”
“Don’t worry Linda, I maybe late but I came prepared.”
Richard pulled out a walkman and tuned into a radio station.
“Here take an ear piece Linda.”
“Cecilia, you’re breaking my heart, you’re shaking my confidence baby. Oh, Cecilia, I’m down on my knees, I’m begging you please to come home….”
“Sorry to interrupt but we have some breaking news. Downtown New York is under siege and police are having trouble copping with the situation. We can report that there are already several wounded and emergency crews are dealing as best as they can with the situation. Some unknown woman described as looking just like Seven of Nine from Star Trek Voyager is laying waste to the downtown core.”
“I’m sorry Tom did you just say Seven of Nine is attacking downtown New York.”
“That’s right Harry. Look it’s right here, eyewitness accounts are as follows.” “It’s unreal, I’m mean I knew she had a great set of knockers but by God the shear size of them I mean dear God in heaven.”
Immediately Linda and Richard stared at each other.
“I have to go Richard, this sounds like a job for Supergirl!”
“Be careful Linda this sounds like it’s serious!”
“Hey it’s me, don’t worry, I’ll be back soon but hopefully not before this class is over.”
Linda grabbed her bag gave Richard a goodbye kiss and made her way out of the class. She quickly headed into the nearest bathroom and headed for the nearest stall. Linda then proceeded to switch into her costume. First she removed her brunette wig letting her natural blonde hair float down just past her shoulder blades. She then removed her tank top then her jeans. Then quickly slipping out of her bra and sliding down her thong, she proceeded to remove her costume and boots from her bag. Supergirl loved her costume, the way it fit just right, revealing her curves and tight fit body and it was so soft and smooth. She always felt at her best and most natural while wearing it. Making a few adjustments to the costume a tug here and there then slipping into her boots she was very soon fully dressed as Supergirl and quickly flew out the window and headed for downtown in a hurry.
Seven of Nine was holding a bus full of people above her head and preparing to throw it into the nearest building. As Supergirl descended all the cameras turned their attention to her red mini skirt, which as usual floated up as she landed. Each cameraman focused in as tightly as possible on the stunning girl’s pussy, which was barely covered by her costume.
“Put the bus down gently and prepare to give yourself up evildoer!” demanded the Girl of Steel.
Seven focused her robotic eyes on the fabulous blond in the blue, red and yellow costume, standing hands on hips and legs slightly parted. She focused on Supergirl’s S covered breasts having no doubt she had uncovered her target. Seven threw the bus directly at the Maid of Might. The people inside hollered as the bus rammed into Supergirl who caught it with gentle ease and effortlessly placed the gigantic vehicle aside out of harms way.
Seven started approaching Supergirl, “Resistance is futile, you shall be destroyed Supergirl!”
“Really! I don’t think you understand whom you’re messing with lady! You don’t really think you can beat me do you?” proudly exclaimed the Girl of Might.
Seven stood a couple feet from Supergirl who remained in her power stance. Cameras circled the two bombshells snapping pictures from every angle. The 5’11 Supergirl was looking up at the 6’3 more generously busted Seven of Nine who in turn was looking down into Supergirl’s exquisite blue eyes. A gentle breeze blew Supergirl’s hair; cape and skirt up and down as all eyes were focused on the two well-toned and defined girls.
“Resistance is futile, you shall be destroyed Supergirl!” With that Seven took a mighty swing with her left straight at Supergirl’s gorgeous face. The Girl of Steel reacted quickly catching Seven’s left with her Right hand inches before her face. Supergirl dealt as easily with Seven’s follow up right again catching it in mid air this time with her left. Seven could not move her hands, she struggled fiercely to break Supergirl’s hold on her wrists but Supergirl was just too strong for her. Supergirl then let out a smile; “is that all you got because if you want to compete with me you’ll have to do much better!” taunted Supergirl.
Supergirl then parted Seven of Nine’s arms and moved in as close a possible to her taller opponents face. “You know, my boyfriends a fan think after I kick your ass you can sign an autograph?”
Seven moved her head as far back as possible and drove her head as hard as she could straight down upon Supergirl’s forehead.
“UUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl who immediately released her hold of Seven of Nine’s wrists and moved her hands to tend to her aching head. Supergirl stumbled back a few paces and was slightly disoriented. Her head was leaning back and her hands were pressed against her forehead directly where Seven had head butted her. A gentle, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, escaped Supergirl’s lips.
Seven walked up to Supergirl and unleashed a mighty right to the blond girl’s exposed washboard abs.
“UNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” wailed Supergirl who immediately doubled over and was only kept from falling down by the imprinted fist in her gut.
Seven then placed Supergirl under her armpit and lifted the young beauty by her belt straight up into the air holding her there for a few seconds, allowing the spectators a prolonged glance at her exposed pussy once again. Seven’s grasp of Supergirl’s belt allowed the small slither between Supergirl’s nether lips to be seen through her exposed blue costume covering her vagina. Then with a mighty bang Seven reintroduced Supergirl to the road via her back.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, my back, AHHHHHHHHHH!”
Supergirl again found herself in the air this time being held by the front collar of her costume, which now caused the portion of her costume covering her ass to slide uncomfortable between her butt cheeks. Supergirl caught a quick glance into Seven’s merciless eyes before she was tossed face first into the bus she had caught earlier. The bus rolled over a couple of times from the force of the impact with Supergirl but the Maid of Might lay on her side, head dangling down trying to catch her breath and regain her bearings.
I didn’t think she could hit so hard, thought Supergirl. I need sometime to regroup to just catch my breath and come up with a new plan.
Supergirl could hear Seven approaching her again. “Resistance is futile, you shall be destroyed Supergirl!” was all she kept hearing.
Supergirl then lifted her head to face Seven and unleashed a psi blast straight at her mid section, burying her into an adjacent building.
Supergirl lifted herself back onto her feet and took a couple deep breaths. She then readjusted her costume, pulling it out of her ass and back into place. Supergirl wasn’t hurt just stunned by the force of Seven’s attack. This time she would be prepared and wouldn’t underestimate her opponent.
Just as Supergirl got her costume fitting comfortably again Seven made her way out of the building she had been blasted into. Just like on Supergirl there was no marks or signs of damage present on her.
“Resistance is futile, you sh…”
“Oh shut up!” yelled Supergirl sending another psi blast at Seven, knocking her straight through the building this time and landing flat on her back. Seven immediately got up again but encountered a flying Supergirl who drove her through another building and implanted her in the outside part of another.
Supergirl would not let up she felt humiliated by Seven’s handling of her and was eager to repay the favor. She pulled back her left fist and sent it flying with everything she had at Seven’s mid section.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, my hand, OWWWWWWWWW, OWWWWWW!!!!” Screamed Supergirl flapping her left hand around as she walked in a circle. Seven of Nine was unhurt by the exchange, her indestructible metal frame proved mightier than Supergirl’s Kryptonian makeup.
Supergirl dropped to her knees holding her hand tightly against her body. She was oblivious to Seven of Nine who approached from behind her; the pain in her left hand was too great. Seven swept aside Supergirl’s beautiful blond locks grabbing her by the back collar of her costume and lifted the girl into the air again driving her costume up her firm ass once again. Her other hand brushed Supergirl’s cape to the side and then grabbed Supergirl by her belt. The mighty Supergirl was now horizontal to the ground seemingly powerless to stop Seven from doing what she wanted with her.
Seven drew the blond beauty back then drove her forward, head first into a building. Supergirl’s legs kicked ferociously and her body squirmed but Seven didn’t let go of her collar or her belt. She drew Supergirl back again and again, driving her harder and deeper into the buildings concrete outer wall with each thrust.
“UUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” moaned Supergirl as Seven once again held her horizontally to the ground. Supergirl’s face and hair were covered with a white power from the busted concrete and her arms and legs hung lifelessly from her body, reaching towards the ground. Seven released the prone heroine who fell flat onto the ground, with a small, “UNGHHH!” escaping from her mouth as she landed. Supergirl slowly started to push herself off of the ground and managed to lift her body onto her hands and knees.
Seven positioned herself behind Supergirl and stared at the girl’s ass, which was covered by her cape. The Girl of Steel’s legs were widely parted in support of her body. She breathed deeply, her breasts heaving up and down as she sought time to regain her strength. Seven had no intention of letting that happen, she took a step backwards and unleashed a mighty kick between Supergirl’s legs straight to her vagina. The Maid of Might immediately stood up on her knees and howled in pain into the sky, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Her hands clutched her pussy in a hope to alleviate the hurt.
Seven had been programmed to find Supergirl’s weak points and exploit them; she had just found a vital one and intended to capitalize upon it fully. Positioning herself in front of Supergirl, Seven placed her hands under her armpits and lifted her into the air until both girl’s could see into each other’s eyes. Supergirl saw nothing in Seven’s but emptiness but Seven saw great fear in Supergirl’s. A quick head butt got Supergirl to release her hold of her vagina, opening it up for a brutal series of strikes from Seven’s right knee.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH, No more please, stop it!” pleaded the Girl of Might. A Knee drop interrupted Supergirl’s pleading only to fuel it up harder than ever, “NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, please, UNNNNNGGGGHHHHHH, no more, I beg you!!!!!”
Seven allowed Supergirl to fall onto her back but she held onto her boots by the ankles and split her legs wide apart, causing the Girl of Steel great pain. Seven then lifted Supergirl’s body of the ground by her ankles arching the girl’s back causing her further torment. Supergirl’s arms slapped the ground on both sides of her and the camera’s present could see the great pain on her face.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PLLLLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEE, STOP, DON’T DO THIS!” Supergirl kept repeating as spit started flying out and running down her mouth. Her pussy ached badly and her back felt like it was going to snap. Desperation could be heard in her voice and seen on her face.
Supergirl’s red mini skirt had fallen back revealing the strip of her costume that covered her pussy and wedged up her ass. Seven focused her stare right at Supergirl’s nether region and everyone knew what was coming, cameramen focused on her battered vagina and her face. Seven lifted her right foot and prepared to attack Supergirl’s pussy.
Supergirl knew she had to act now or her pussy would be ravaged. Ignoring the strain on her back Supergirl was able to focus and unleashed a psi blast into Seven’s face, causing her to release her ankles and sending her across the street into a news van.
Supergirl got up onto her knees and lifted up her skirt with one hand and placed the other under her costume, she gently caressed her aching pussy. Seven was already marching back towards her and she new she had to get up and finish this fight soon. Her pussy still ached a little and it would hurt her to walk for a while but Supergirl managed to get to her feet and face Seven.
“I don’t know what you’re made of and I don’t care. You picked the wrong girl to mess with no one humiliates me. I’m Supergirl and you’re about to learn what that means!”
Supergirl flew right at Seven of Nine catching her in the stomach and driving her right through five straight buildings finally coming to a stop inside a bank. Supergirl placed Seven of Nine directly against the vault door and in a rage of furry she let loose with Six lefts and six rights straight into Seven’s mid section.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl as she delivered all twelve of her hardest punches into Seven’s indestructible abs. Her rage allowed her to block out most of the pain but by the twelfth punch both of Supergirl’s hands were badly bruised.
Supergirl then flew up so that she and Seven were face to face and unleashed another twelve punches, again six rights and six lefts squarely in Seven’s face. This time Supergirl felt great pain with every blow but she refused to sub scum to the hurt. She had to stop Seven and she wanted to see her hurt and battered before her.
Beads of sweat lined Supergirl’s face; she was perspiring greatly from her struggle with Seven and was putting everything she had into finishing her off now. As she threw the last punch she let out a terrible cry, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Her knuckles were badly bleeding and she felt great pain in opening up her hands from a clenched fist.
The Girl of Steel’s jaw dropped open, “I can’t believe it, this is not possible, this is not right. I hit her with my strongest punches she can’t be still functioning, she just can’t be!”
Seven was pushing her self out of the state of the art industrial steel vault door Supergirl banged her into. Furthermore to Supergirl’s frustration there was not a mark on Seven, no sign of injury or damage. The sweaty, heavily breathing blond beauty was stunned she couldn’t react to what she was seeing, she just stared in utter amazement as Seven quickly recovered from a beating that would have killed or at a minimum severely damaged any of Supergirl’s toughest foes.
Seven grabbed the Maid of Might by the S logo on her costume right between her amazing, perfectly shaped, heaving breasts. She then slammed Supergirl’s back into the same door she had just seconds ago been implanted in. Apparently the team of scientists who created Seven had endowed her with a sense of justice for she set out to unleash upon Supergirl what Supergirl had unleashed on her.
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl in increasing volume and horrid tone as her flat perfectly shaped mid section was pummeled by twelve devastating punches. Supergirl felt great pain in her abs and she had no doubt that they were badly bruised. Seven had to place her hand between the girl’s breasts to keep her from collapsing to the floor.
Seven of nine now fully returned the favor to Supergirl by delivering twelve punches to the young blonde’s pretty face. Half way through Supergirl’s face was already bruising on her checks. By the end, bloodstains could be seen on either side of the door around her now battered face, which had trickles of blood poring out of the corners of her mouth. Supergirl’s head rolled from side to side hanging down moving from collarbone to collar bone. Reporters had managed to keep up with the fight from location to location and they captured every minute of Supergirl’s battering.
Supergirl was still very much conscious but she was defeated and she knew it. Her strength had faded and her body ached, she just wanted it to be over, for Seven of nine to get on with it and finish her off. She thought about Richard and how he must be listening to the entire fight on the radio or most likely trying to get down to the battle scene in some vain attempt to save her. She felt so humiliated, acting so tough and cocky at first only to be battered to a pulp without making it much of a fight.
Seven again grabbed Supergirl by her S logo which now had some drops of blood from her mouth on it. She ranked the beaten girl from the door and lifted her high up into the air then sent her smashing down onto her back.
Supergirl could only watch in horror as Seven lifted her skirt up once again revealing her blue thin piece of costume that covered her pussy. “No… please… don’t. I give up… please don’t do this. Rao help me!” begged Supergirl as Seven grabbed her by her ankles and split her legs wide apart, positioning herself directly in between her fabulous legs and starring down at her highly coveted pussy. Seven was going to finish what she started; she was determined to complete the vicious gas pedal she had earlier attempted on Supergirl. The young heroine was oblivious to the cameras surrounding her and Seven, she just wanted to spare her pussy from the immense pain about to be brought upon it.
“Please… have mercy, have mercy! You’ve won; I’m no match for you… please don’t hurt my vagina! I’m already beaten, I’ll do anything, anything… just please… don’t do this, I beg you!” whimpered the great heroine.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…MY PUSSY…MY PUSSY HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” cried Supergirl.
Tears filled Supergirl’s eyes and poured down her face as Seven savagely stomped down upon Supergirl’s exposed pussy. Seven, sent kick after kick upon the girl’s defenseless vagina, occasionally she would yank Supergirl towards her while maliciously pushing down on her pussy.
Camera’s focused in as tightly as possibly on Supergirl’s pussy, on the sides of her costume that covered her now ravaged pussy could be seen the outer rings of bruises. Minutes but what felt like hours for Supergirl past as Seven brought down on the Maiden of Might levels of shear agonizing pain the girl had never known. Supergirl could only cry as her nether region was demolished.
Camera’s moved in closer as wetness appeared on Supergirl’s costume strip covering her pussy. Seven’s brutal attack had caused blood to pour from Supergirl’s vagina.
Supergirl’s screams outlasted the actual torment as Seven prepared to move on in her dismantling of the Girl of Steel, Supergirl continued to cry and howl in terrible agony. Seven released Supergirl’s left ankle and held onto her right one now with both hands. She started to swing Supergirl in circles above her head.
Supergirl continued to cry and whimper in pain but she became aware that she may yet have a chance. Seven was no doubt going to send her flying into some building but if she could use what strength she had to start flying when Seven released her she might be able to add sufficient thrust to send herself through what ever object she might hit and hopefully she would have enough momentum left to carry her off to safety.
As Seven released Supergirl’s ankle sending her towards one of the walls of the bank Supergirl started to put all her remaining energy into flying and managed to break through the wall though she lost consciousness on impact she nevertheless escaped into the open sky where she would come down several miles later out of Seven’s reach, for now.