Chameleon

This story is submitted as part of the 2015 Wizard's Lair short story contest.

9:37 A.M. Sept. 27, 2654:

The unexpected shuttle from Earth docked in bay 1 of the Jeneta Temporal Space Station. Placed in orbit around Jupiter by the Intergalactic council to make use of it's high gravity and strong magnetic fields, it was by treaty a monitoring and intervention center for the quadrant.

As the bay doors opened a familiar figure stood tall walking out, flanked by two of her body guards. The tall brunette wearing a simple white dress, golden belt, sandals and her crown nodded to the two astonished guards standing in the hallway and headed to the left, followed by her guards.

The station's white walls, floors and ceilings helped reduce power consumption by reflecting as much light as possible. The five foot thick outer walls and lack of external windows protected the crew and their families, numbering nearly 200, from Jupiter's radiation.The large facility had spacious living quarters, a gym and an advanced medical wing manned by a top doctor along with the best computerized robotic surgery system available.

Halfway to her destination a man in a white jumpsuit came running to meet her. "Ah, Queen Diana so nice of you to pay us a visit." the man nervously said as he came to a screeching halt just a few feet In front of her. It wasn't often a council member actually came to the station. And even more seldom without advanced notice.

"Have they found him yet?" the Amazon nearly growled at the man. She had read the reports of the man hunt and the last agent sent was a good friend of hers.

"Mr. Trevor is fine. Chameleon sent him into the stone age and shorted out his transport locator and communications device...But we'll have him back here as soon as we can get another agent up here to go get him." the man nervously replied as the Amazon queen and her guards stared stoically at him.

"Very well." Diana said dismissively as she walked by the man and headed for the main observation room.

Diana walked up to the doors and punched her access code into the control pad on the right. When she finished a blue scanning beam shot out from the panel to scan her from head to toe. "Identity verified." the computer announced and the double doors slid open.

Her guards and the worried man waited outside as Diana stepped into the small chamber and the doors closed behind her. "One occupant verified." the computer stated, then Diana was scanned again.

As the next set of double doors slid open Diana was met by a young pretty blonde in her mid 20s wearing a lab coat. Many generations removed, the young brilliant mind could be the twin of one of Diana's former students when the then princess posed as a school teacher for a while back in the 20th century. Since becoming queen, Diana had a lot of spare time on her hands. She spent many an hour thinking of the past and of so many friends lost. With her time off the island she had made many non immortal friends and lately had spent hours looking at old pictures. "Nice to see you again Miss Hudson." Diana said with a big smile.

"Any friend of my great great great whatever grandmother is welcome." the girl jokingly replied. She then held her arms out to offer a hug. Even though Bentarens were known to be a warm and welcoming race, the offer of a hug was still more an Earth thing.

"You look so much like Ashley did." Diana said as she hugged the girl. And considering she was only one quarter human that made it a bit odder. "How are the kids?"

The proud momma smiled brightly and gushed "Ima and Juppala are both going to school over the com link with Earth. Stashie is potty training and Bashie is starting to stand on her own now. And she's getting teeth now."

"Oww. Know that one." Diana chuckled back to show some sisterly understanding. Breast feeding a young one that had their front teeth could be painful at times.

After the nice warm welcome Diana looked into the huge darkened room where a hologram was providing what looked like a giant spider web.Two other women in lab coats walked around carrying tablets and taking notes. When one of the women touched one of the intersections of the web the hologram changed to give a more detailed image of that part of the time stream."Where did you send him?" Diana asked.

The young woman led Diana into the hologram and pointed to an intersection on the web. "Late spring, early summer 1942..And from the last report there are more than one. That's why we're seeing these fine ripples in the threads."the girl said pointing to the web where almost unnoticeable vibrations were seen.

"Good..Have the date of his last report sent to the Temporal Lab..I'll be going myself this time."

"Ma'am?" the young woman whined nervously. Everyone knew the Amazon queen could handle herself, but she wasn't a trained temporal agent.

"Relax Jessie. I have been there before."the queen stated as she turned to leave. And she had a score to settle with Chameleon. "Have what information from my past you can find and on this case added to an arm band."

Friday June 19, 1942:

Yeoman Prince reported to the office 9 A.M. on Friday morning as ordered. It was her first day and she was supposed to get hers and Steve's offices set up. He had been released from the hospital to finish recuperating at home and wouldn't report to work for another two weeks. After watching over Steve in the hospital as his nurse for two weeks she had used her lasso to arrange having the position as his aide to keep her eye on things. Her mother had expected her to be back home by now but the princess considered the Nazis as much a threat to her people as the rest of the world. And until she figured how she could get her mother to give up on her isolationist ways she'd need to have no contact with home other than delivering a message that she'd be staying longer. Thus she couldn't rely on her mother for money so a job was required. And posing as a young officer to be close to Steve, Wonder Woman would be kept up on the latest intelligence on Nazi activities. And just maybe he'd make a pass at her.

While Diana was busy redoing the filing system left by Steve's predecessor, who ever was here before must have been working for the Nazis Diana thought,something else was coming up for her. The files were not even in alphabetical order and personnel files were mixed in with intelligence files, Diana was starting to think whoever did this was working more for the Nazis than the Allies. But that would all soon have to take a back seat.

Down the hall General Blankenship was just hanging up the phone after getting a very disturbing phone call from the Pentagon. There seemed to be a consensus there was a spy working at an ammunition plant in Detroit. With thousands of workers at the factory the only way to get an idea who they were looking for was to have someone on the inside. Someone that the Nazi agents working in America would have no files on.

The general sat back in his high back leather chair to mull over who he could send on this job. There were a couple of new men coming in the next few weeks including Steve Trevor. But Steve's face had been plastered all over the newspapers for the past few weeks. The other men were still over seas and the Pentagon would prefer to get someone inside as soon as possible. And to boot most of the employees these days were now women as just about every able bodied young man had enlisted.

With the thought of a woman would be better the general jumped from his seat. He opened the door and told his secretary "Go get that new yeoman that will be working for Captain Trevor." She was perfect for the job he thought. A bit tall for his tastes, but she had a nice body under that uniform and no one knew her yet. Hell, given her awesome figure he'd rather have her working under him. But then he'd have to fear his wife more than the Nazis.

Monday June 22, 1942:

Monday morning Diana used the sleeve of her denim coverall to wipe the sweat from her brow, it was going to be in the low 80s that day, but inside the 24/7 plant the temperature was already pushing 90 on it's way to nearly 100.And even someone from a Caribbean island it was hot. She was still wearing the full slip and blouse she had worn when reporting under the coverall, she had to remove the knee length skirt to put on the garment. But walking through the plant she had noticed most of the other women didn't bother with the formality of wearing their street clothes underneath. And with some of them wearing the front zipper open quite low Diana got a sense some even went braless.

Diana had reported to the factory at 7 A.M. as ordered to meet with Giles Westham, the plant's superintendant and the only one who would know she was working for the military.As Diana continued to put artillery shell casings on the line she glanced up at the clock sighing that only two and a half hours were gone from her twelve hour shift. The days were long and hard as the women did their part for the war effort. The women worked four days on then two off to keep the plant running at maximum capacity.

Reports had come in that the plant was having too many breakdowns that could be due to sabotage. Motors seizing because there was no oil in the gear boxes. Fuses being blown when starting some of the machinery,stopping production while maintenance found the issue. Three of the employees had also been found murdered a few months before. These things could be coincidental, but with a war on and these instances taking place in just in just a short time raised too many red flags to be ignored.

Diana had driven most of the day Friday and all day Saturday to get to the apartment rented for her. She never even went back to her D.C. apartment to pack, instead the general gave her a $100 dollars from petty cash to by some things on the way. There was not much a woman liked more than shopping, especially on someone else's money. Even an Amazon enjoyed spending someone else's cash. And what rest time she had was spent studying the personnel files from the plant the general had given her.

Diana glanced around from her vantage point in the middle of the factory floor. The plant was built to make car parts but with the war on it had been converted to make tank shells. From where she was she could see nearly a third of the workers and the job assigned to her was easy and slow. She could easily put the casings on at an easy pace while watching everyone else. Seemed Mr. Westham had thought carefully as to give her a good view of the plant's goings on.

Diana hadn't met too many people yet since she'd only been on the job a few hours and hadn't even had her first break yet. She met the boss of course, then the shift supervisor.She had been introduced to the girls on the line next to her doing the same job, but with the noise level in the plant it was hard to carry on a conversation, even when yelling.Mary was a 5'2" 27 year old redhead whose husband was now stationed at Pearl Harbor and with 2 kids at home. Melanie was an 18 year old5'4" blonde whose 2 older brothers had enlisted, leaving her to take care of their sickly mother and 4 younger siblings. Both women's men sent home most of their pay, but it just wasn't enough for the families to get by.

Although the rules stated that long hair must be kept restrained Mary and Melanie were among the majority that ignored that safety rule. They had their hair in ponytails rather than wearing a bandana on their heads like Diana had on hers.

Everyone so far she had met seemed nice except for the foreman. The somewhat heavy set 5'8" bald man walked around like he owned the place smelling like a cheap cigar. From what she had already learned the man was on a bit of a power trip. He had only been given the job because all the young bright men had gone off to war leaving just a few of the older men around. Charlie was one of those men. Hard as nails from working in the sweat shop for 41 years, having dropped out of school to support his family at the age of 14 according to his file. And he seemed to hate women working in the plant, although Diana had noticed he liked to pinch a few butts as he walked the floor. He had already pinched hers 3 times. Diana couldn't help but sense the others were afraid to say anything, but not her. At least not at first. When another new girl further down slapped his face for his actions she was escorted out the side door moments later. It didn't take Diana long to see how the man wielded his power and if someone wanted to challenge him they'd be gone. Diana realized that she also couldn't protest too much. If she did it could compromise her cover and her mission. She couldn't go to Mr. Westham with her complaints as she had to act like she was just another one of the girls.

Diana opened another box of shell casings and started feeding them on the line.From the corner of her eye she saw Charlie walk up to Melanie with a big grin and a swagger as the youngster winced when she noticed him. It was too noisy for Diana to hear what was being said as the sad looking girl kept her head down while nodding a lot. Charlie was going on about something then to Diana's shock the man grabbed the sipper in the front of the girl's coveralls and pulled it down a few inches. She had had the coveralls sipped nearly all the way up, but Charlie pulled the zipper down so her coveralls were opened down to between her breasts as the girl cringed and looked away.

Diana's own shock was much stronger she quickly noticed than Mary's or any other of the nearby women as the man then quickly gave the tiny girl a tug towards him by the front of her coveralls and looked down her top as the shocked girl froze in place with her mouth hanging open. Tears streaked the trembling girl's reddened cheeks as the man gave her a playful slap on the ass when he walked away. Diana looked angrily at the man behind his back as he walked away. When this was over Wonder Woman would teach the bastard a lesson on how to treat young girls.

Diana watched the pudgy bald man make his way through the maze of machinery to a set of metal stairs leading up to an elevated office. The 15x15 foot room had windows all the way around to afford a clear view of the whole production floor for that part of the plant.

Charlie walked into the office that had four desks covered with paperwork, one facing each direction."I think I like it here." he chuckled as he took a breath of cooler air. The room wasn't air conditioned, but it had a duct blowing in cooler outside air from the nearby north wall of the factory.

"You would." one of the other foremen commented as he did paperwork at one of the desks.

Shift supervisor Isaac Witherspoon sighed as he stood looking out through the windows at the direction Charlie had just come from. "If you can't control yourself you'll blow it." he commented about Charlie bothering the young girl.

Charlie chuckled as he stepped up next to Isaac and they both stood side by side looking out at the production floor with the same stern expression and their arms folded across their chests. "What's she gonna do? I could take her into the front office store room and do whatever I want with her. She can't afford to loose this job and that's exactly what will happen if she opens her mouth." the crusty man grunted as he eyed the bevy of young women, all ready for the picking. Most of them were in the same boat, they had to put up with his advances and those of the other men if they wanted to be able to feed their families while their men were away.

"She's not our target. We don't want to cause too many waves until she shows up." Isaac replied thoughtfully.

"Too many waves?" Charlie chuckled. "What do you call letting the oil out of gear boxes and replacing good fuses with bad ones?"

"Are we sure she'll be here?" the third man asked as he stood up to join the others looking out the same window with his arms folded across his chest.

"I'm guessing she's already here. Her biography identified this as her first big case after getting off the island. And according to the book, she brakes the case before Steve Trevor gets back to work." Isaac explained.

"The book used aliases. We can extrapolate Steve Trevor is the man in the book, but we have no way of telling if this is the right factory." Charlie grumbled. "And until we find her I'm going to enjoy our stay. And that pretty young thing will surely be enjoyable."

"This is the only tank ammunition factory in the city. And I believe she's already here or will show up in the next couple of days." Isaac replied.

The third man tilted his head to the right and asked "What about the new one today or the ones that started Friday and Saturday?"

"The one that started Friday has an English accent and the one that started Saturday is blonde and five foot nothing." Isaac said laughingly.

"What about the one today?" Charlie asked as his gaze fell on Diana. "She seems tall enough."

"What's her name?" the third man asked curiously as his gaze fell on Diana as well.

"Jane Manchester." Isaac answered as he too pondered if she could be the one. Dark hair, fairly tall, about the right age as she looked to be about 21 and there was no hiding her ample chest even in her coveralls.

"You actually had dealings with her." Charlie grunted.

"I didn't meet her face to face." Isaac answered. He got the honors of pissing her off though.

"I think we need to keep an eye on her. And maybe put some pressure on her as well." Charlie stated as he lustfully stared at the woman putting empty shell casings on the conveyor.

"We are not after that." Isaac snapped at Charlie.

"Speak for yourself." the third man quickly said. "I'm with him on this. I think we should enjoy the bounty before us."

A short time later the horn blew signaling it was time for the first break. When the machinery came to a halt Diana, like many of the other women, grabbed her lunchbox and made a not so quick trip to the ladies room. At least that's what the paper sign taped to the door called it. Urinals lined one wall and the room had a fowl stench, but there was no other choice.

After peeing, Diana made her way to the nearby lunch area where a rows of picnic tables sat in a large open area in the corner. Diana opened her lunchbox and pulled out her thermos as Melanie and Mary soon joined her at her table. "You could have joined us over there." Mary chuckled as they both sat down across from Diana at a table that could easily hold 6.

"I didn't know if I as welcome." Diana replied coolly. After all she wasn't invited.

"Sorry, we should have asked you over." the redhead said with a warm smile as she and Melanie opened up their lunchboxes and pulled out sandwiches.

"Yeah, we probably should have asked you first." The apologetic sounding teen added.

"It's okay." Diana replied just before taking a bite of her ham and cheese sandwich.

"That might be okay today, but when it gets really hot you might want something light like a salad or a BLT." Mary advised as she held up her own BLT.

"Yeah, my brothers worked here for a few years and they said heavy food would turn their stomachs in the heat." Melanie added as she held up her own BLT.

"Thanks for the advise." Diana said before taking another bite. She was sincere as that was good advice. "I take it you two are from around here?" the Amazon asked with her mouth full.

"Grew up down the street." Melanie reported.

"Massachusetts." Mary stated. "Met Miles when he was going to MIT. He's from here."

"What about you?" Melanie asked. Where she grew up in the city if the woman they knew as Jane Manchester was from the city they might know some of the same people.

"Florida." Diana replied. Her cover said she was from the Orlando area since as far as anyone knew no one at the plant was from Florida. Dianaleaned over the table and in a hushed tone asked "Can I ask you what's the deal with Charlie Masters?"

"The guy's a pig."Mary answered with a look around to make sure the wrong ears didn't hear.

"Doesn't anybody say anything?" Diana whined. "My butt's gonna have a bunch of purple marks when I get home?"

"Just be glad if that's all he does." Melanie grunted before she caught herself. The bastard had been messing with her for two weeks and she was getting afraid she'd have to make the choice between her virtue and her job.

"And what did he say to you a little while ago?" Mary asked the younger girl.

"He said he didn't want any of us girls fainting from the heat so we shouldn't zip our coveralls all the way up. That we should let the heat out." the teen replied while rolling her eyes.

"And what about when the bastard looked down your clothes?" Diana asked.

"When I told him I wasn't wearing a blouse or anything under the coveralls he looked and told me if I didn't want him to look I should have worn more." Melanie groaned like she did something wrong, not him.

"The pig!" Diana gasped. The man had moments before ogled an 18 year old girl's tits.

"He's not the only one." Mary stated. "And if you don't want to be out on the street you'll need to develop a thick skin about things. This is a man's job run by men. If you don't like the rules you better leave now. We can't afford to. Just be careful not to let one of them get you alone somewhere."

"Well I don't want to loose this job. There was nothing in Orlando so my aunt helped me get a job here. I came a long way. I can't afford to loose this job." Diana replied.

"Then your gonna get more purple marks on your butt." Melanie stated. "And tomorrow I start wearing a bra to work."

Should have thought of that before now both Diana and Mary thought. And Diana was a bit concerned as how dismissive the women were about the behavior of the older men. Although at the time Melanie seemed upset when the man looked down her top it now seemed like she was more complacent. Like it was no big deal. Like the men do this all the time.

An hour or so after break Diana and the others jumped in surprise as the production line came to a screeching halt. Diana was thinking another case of sabotage as she watched the foremen and supervisor go racing by followed by a pair of mechanics. Then she saw Mary standing on her toes looking across the plant and biting her lip. Then a big smile came to her face followed by a giggle.

Diana walked over to where Mary was standing to see what was going on as machinery and the office area blocked the view from where she worked. "Is she okay?" Diana asked seeing a busty brunette, another woman that wouldn't restrain her hair, holding her arms across her huge bra covered chest as the men tried to free her coverall from the equipment. The coverall had gotten caught in her machine and she had to twist halfway out of it before her machine stopped.

"Yeah..She's one of the girls that like to tease the guys by wearing her coverall open way too much." Mary commented. Mary had seen her more than once walking around with her zipper almost down to her waist. And although she had been warned about the danger the men didn't push the issue with her because she was young, thin, attractive and had a huge set of knockers. She wore a bra, but Mary had also seen her sneaking off with one of the foremen or the supervisor a couple of times a week for the past month or so. Mary had actually asked her straight out and the 22 year old's reply was that spending an hour in a cool back room was better than sweating on the factory floor.

Moments later the women chuckled and cheered as the busty woman went running by in her panties and bra, having had to wiggle out of her coverall to get free. With the equipment off the sound of her shoes hitting the concrete floor could be heard as her tits, that were easily bigger than DDDs, were held by her arms. The women continued to cheer as she ducked into the locker room to grab another coverall.

Mary leaned close to Diana and said "Watch what you say around that one. She and Mr. Witherspoon are like this." Mary held up her right hand with her middle and index fingers crossed.

"And by that she means Wanda is a slut." Melanie added as she stepped up with her coworkers for a moment before the machines would start again.

"Melanie!" Mary gasped as she gave the youngster a cross look. Thinking and hinting were not the same as blurting something like that out.

"Please.She got caught with Mr. Witherspoon's thingy in her mouth.What kind of girl does things like that?" the teen asked as she turned her head to look disapprovingly at the locker room.

Girls like me, Mary thought. She had done the deed for her husband to help him relax before big tests when he was in college, but drew the line there. "Just don't say things like that. If the wrong ears hear you."

Before Mary could finish a loud horn sounded indicating the machinery would be starting back up in seconds. Diana and Melanie quickly returned to their posts to be ready.

An hour or so before lunch Charlie stood in the office window again looking out at Melanie and the new tall brunette. He grinned as he pondered if the tall one really could be the one they were looking for."You know, if I take Melanie someplace private now, it might make her show her hand." he commented.

"Will you give it a rest and concentrate on getting the materials we need to get outta here?" Isaac Witherspoon groaned as he went over the morning paperwork. Seemed the government liked nothing better than killing trees.

"I tell you it will work. The girl will either say no and I'll fire her in which case Wonder Woman will pay me a visit after work. Or she'll submit to keep her job and Wonder woman will pay me a visit after work." Charlie explained as he lusted over the teen cutie. He could still see her perky C-cups and her tiny pink areolas in his mind. Just the thought of getting his hands on them was getting him hard.

"And if she's not Wonder Woman? And if we send out another temporal wave? For all we know she could be destined to loose her virginity to or even marry someone important. We have no way of knowing her story or getting away at the moment." Isaac whined. Banging a big busted slut like Wanda didn't cause much of an effect as they were just one more on the list. But a virgin kid could be different, and there was no way for them to tell before hand.

"If she's not Wonder Woman I had a good time and we deal with another temporal agent like we dealt with the others." Charlie stated confidently."If it is her we could be gone tonight."

Isaac put his pencil down and stood up. He walked over to stand next to Charlie, both men with their arms folded across their chests. Isaac pondered the idea for a moment then agreed. "Okay. Go for it. I'll let Brian know what we're up to and keep and to eye out for more agents.

"Maybe they'll send a girl agent this time." Charlie chuckled as he opened the door.

Mary was the first to see trouble coming. She had seen that look in Charlie's eyes before with some of the other girls and this time his eyes were on Melanie. Mary winced at the idea of the bastard defiling the sweet young kid and did the one thing she could think of to stop him and have them all keep their jobs. Jobs they all desperately needed.

As Charlie got close she stepped in front of him with a stern glare and stated "If you must, take me. Leave the kid alone." She hoped her husband would understand her sacrifice should he ever find out. She wouldn't tell him until after the war, should he still be alive.

Charlie liked the offer, and any other time he'd be happy to take her up on it. But if this Jane Manchester was indeed Wonder Woman, then ruining an innocent child like Melanie would work better than a married woman with two kids that was offering herself. In his mind it was as simple as that. Making Melanie submit to him or firing her would be better. "Not today sweet cheeks." Charlie stated as his right hand quickly reached out and, before Mary knew what he was doing, unzipped her coverall all the way down to her belt.

Melanie cringed as she turned to see Charlie give Mary's ass a squeeze as he walked by her while she hurriedly zipped herself back up. "No?" she whimpered to herself when seeing the look in his eyes. The look she had seen targeting some of the other girls.

Diana finished putting another case of casings on the line and turned to grab another one. Her eyes squinted as she saw Melanie with her head down and nodding again. As Charlie gripped her left elbow with his right hand and started to lead her away.A bit angry, Diana started to go block his path. She just couldn't let the man force himself on the innocent girl. But Mary was there to block her path. "We'll all be fired..She has to handle this herself." Mary groaned with a sad look at the teen walking away with a 55 year old man. And now the two of them would need to work harder. They'd have to feed Melanie's line as well as their own until she came back.

"But she's just a kid." Diana protested. She'd break the man in half if she had to.

"We were all just kids once. She needs to handle this herself just like we had to learn for ourselves." Mary sadly replied. She'd like to brake the man in two also, but she had two little mouths at home that she needed to keep fed. None of them could afford to loose a good paying job.

Diana sighed as she turned her head to see Charlie lead the girl through a door marked boiler room. "Bastard!" she grumbled through gritted teeth. The Amazon was mad enough to spit nails as she and half the plant watched the pair vanish through the doorway.

Charlie escorted the teen through the extremely loud and hot room and out a side door. He led her across the parking lot to where the delivery vans and some military transport trucks were parked. Looking right to see the street and to the left to see where the rail cars being loaded with the finished shells he made sure no one saw them.

In the middle of the parked trucks was a military transport truck with a canvas cover that was used to go bring some of the women that had no other form of transportation to work and to drive them home later. He took the girl around to the back and opened one of the flaps. "Get in." he half barked at her.

Charlie couldn't take her into the office area for his first time with her now that the office workers had come to work. He didn't know for sure if she was still pure or not, he did however strongly suspect she was a virgin considering it was the early 1940s. He didn't want to have her make too much noise and cause a distraction to the office workers so with like some of the others he'd take her outside until she was well trained. But then again if everything went well this would be his only time tapping her. Through he was thinking a return trip might be worth while.

Melanie cringed, but obeyed his order. She needed this job to keep the family in their home and fed. Her brothers sent most of their pay home, but with mom's medical problems that just wasn't enough. The teen felt the weight of the world on her tiny shoulders. And with no one else to rely on she had to do whatever it took. Even if that meant letting the man older than her father would have been, if he was still alive, take her innocence.

Charlie helped her up over the tailgate by grabbing her tight little ass and pushing. The girl giving a small whimper of protest, but nothing more. The girl stood trembling as Charlie climbed up with her and closed the flap. A few tears ran down Melanie's face as Charlie gripped the zipper of her coverall and started puling it down. "Please Mr. Masters. No." the fearful girl whimpered as she clenched her eyes shut and her body trembled.

Charlie grinned as he slid the coverall off her slender pearly white shoulders and slid it down exposing her jiggling C-cup tits. Charlie paused for a moment with the coverall hanging from the attached belt that was still buckled around her waist. He stood for a moment to admire one of the most perfect bodies he'd ever seen.5'4" weighing no more than 100 pounds,32C-21-30 he figured with her trembling nice round breasts with just the slightest sag topped with erect nickel sized pink areolas."You are a very pretty girl." the older bald headed man commented. Charlie reached out and the girl jumped slightly as his hands gently grabbed hold of her perky breasts. She still had her eyes clenched shut as Charlie kneaded her up to now untouched flesh. But Charlie wanted more fun so in less than a minute after his comment when the scared girl remained silent he stated in a gruff tone "I know your mother must have taught you better manors. I gave you a compliment."

Feeling she was upsetting the man Melanie whimpered "Sorry sir."

"I said you are a very pretty girl." he said as the girl flinched as he tweaked her erect buds.

"Thank-you." the blonde teen whimpered as she thought she'd like to rip the asshole's heart out.

"That's better." Charlie stated in a gruff fatherly tone. He figured acting fatherly and making her show manners would keep her off guard long enough to pop her cherry more easily. "Now kneel down."

"Yes sir." the girl answered with a shaky voice. At least he stopped touching her tits she told herself when she dropped to her knees. Melanie crossed her arms over her chest and shook all over as the man bent over and untied his work boots. He took them off as Melanie looked nearly ready to start crying uncontrollably. Only the thought that Charlie would fire her for sure kept Melanie from using that time honored defense.

Moments later the grinning man stood in just his boxers and black socks. Melanie still trembled with her gaze down so she didn't see his tented shorts. Charlie smiled when he looked down at such innocence. But now was fun time. Charlie dropped his drawers to let his 7 inches of man sausage loose. He stood with his legs spread slightly and his hands on his hips. Now was time to give the girl her first lessons in sex. "Open your eyes and look up at me." he stated in a calm even, but firm, tone.

Melanie slowly obeyed. She opened her eyes a little to see the man's hairy lower legs. She slowly moved her gaze up to his knobby knees then his thick hairy thighs. When she got a little higher her eyes shot open wide and she almost fell over backwards. She had changed the diapers of her little brothers, but they didn't have anything like that between their legs. The one eyed monster was pointing right at her face. Seven inches long and an inch and a half thick. The thing twitched as Melanie stared at it. She didn't want to, but it was like a train wreck. She couldn't help but stare at it. "Are they all that big?" she innocently asked. She had no way of knowing. She had never seen one. There was no sex education in school and girls didn't talk about things like this.

"Someday you'll have to let me know." Charlie chuckled as he reached down and took hold of her right hand. The stunned girl offered no resistance as he moved her hand to his cock and wrapped her fingers around it.

"It's warm..and hard." she observed with a sense of awe. Charlie used his hand to slide hers slowly up and down his shaft. Melanie had the look of total confusion on her face as she looked up into his face and innocently asked "Does it hurt when it's swollen?"

"It does, but there is something a nice girl like you can do to ease the pain." the bastard replied hoping to god they could be gone that night. If he had to spend much more time where the hottest girls didn't even know the term blow job or didn't at least trim the hair between their legs he just might jump in front of a moving train. It was a nice vacation spot, but he had stayed too long already.

"Like what?"

Charlie grinned as he released her hand and gently gripped both sides of her head and pulled her towards himself as he replied "Suction helps. Suck on it."

"WHA?" the repulsed girl stiffened and her deep blue eyes opened wide again as the thought of what he wanted to do clicked in her mind. He wanted her to do what that slut Wanda got caught doing. "But I'm not a slut." she whined just before the tip of his cock touched her lips.

"No matter what your mom said, all girls learn to do this.I bet even Mary and Jane have sucked dozens of cocks..It's just good girls don't talk about it. And I bet your mom sucked your dad's hundreds of times" Charlie calmly answered as he pulled her a little closer and the tip of his cock slipped between the confused girl's lips.

"Hmmm?" the girl asked as she wondered if he was right. Had Mary and Jane also sucked cocks? Maybe that's why Mary didn't like her calling Wanda a slut after she was caught with Mr. Witherspoon's cock, as Charlie called it, in her mouth. Then the image of her mother on her knees sucking off her father popped into the teen's head, a disgusting image she quickly tried to ignore.

"No more questions for a while.Just suck." Charlie said uncharacteristically nicely.

Melanie closed her eyes and sucked like she used to suck her thumb as a child while Charlie moved her head, sliding his shaft in and out of her mouth. Charlie grinned as she soon removed the second arm from her chest and moments later he was no longer holding her head, she was rocking on her own. Her breasts and ponytail swayed as she rocked in her knees."That's a good girl." he moaned. Her lips and tongue on his cock felt wonderful. And she soon developed a good rhythm as she slowly took more and more of his cock into her mouth.

"Mmppff, mmmpppff, mmmppfff." Melanie rocked and sucked for all she was worth. The thought crossing her mind that if she did a good job at this he wouldn't take her virginity. That at least would be some sort of victory, even if it were short lived. Even as she tried to preserve her innocence she was sure he'd keep after her until he got it.

Charlie bent over the girl and guided her hands to his hips. He had an idea what the girl was up to even if she didn't. She was trying to make him cum with her mouth before he got around to fucking her. He had other plans though. Charlie then gently slid her hands back further so they were on his hairy ass and left them there as his slid his hands up her arms then over her shoulder before moving down to her swaying breasts. He grinned as she gave an inadvertent moan when he gently squeezed them this time.

The other foreman, Brian O'Toole, watched from the men's room door as a hot little brunette named Peggy Lingstrom crept towards the boiler room door. She was another new higher that had just started on Friday. He thought she was a few inches too short to be Wonder Woman should be at around 5'7". And she had an English accent. But she did also have a DD rack and she was sneaking around.

As the door closed behind her, Brian walked quickly towards the door brushing by Mary and Jane along the way. He doubted the hot brunette was Wonder Woman, but she could be a temporal agent sent after them.He looked through the small window in the door as the young woman of about 22 years acted as if she was looking for something, or someone.Maybe she is Wonder Woman." he mumbled to himself as she got to the side door where Charlie had taken the girl Melanie. Maybe she could change her appearance and lose the accent he thought.

Brian opened the door and stepped into the boiler room.The man transformed into a woman of a bout the same height in case he was spotted sneaking up on the would be spy. The 5'11" 195 pound man took on the appearance of the new woman, Jane Manchester. His coverall now seemed baggy except across the chest as Brian quickly walked towards the woman as she looked to be ready to go outside.

"Please no." Melanie whimpered again as Charlie knelt in front of her while she trembled on shaky knees. He had already removed her shoes, now he was unbuckling the belt that held her coverall up around her trim waist.

"Now let's not start acting like a little girl." Charlie calmly stated as he started sliding the coverall and her, most likely, granny panties down. "Let go." he sweetly ordered as the trembling girl held on to her clothes.

"Pleeeeaase? Can't I just keep sucking your thingy instead?" the teen begged in a last ditch effort to retain her virtue.

"Let go." he firmly stated through gritted teeth as the girl kept her grip on her coverall. It seemed a firm hand was needed to get her to take that next step.

Melanie cringed as she let go. One of her hands covered her pussy and hairy mound. The other arm again was place across her chest as more tears started streaking her cheeks. "Please?" she whined again hoping beyond hope the hairy pudgy man would change his mind.

"Be a good girl." Charlie grunted as he pulled her hand away from her twat. The girl turned her head and clenched her eyes shut again in shame. Not even the family doctor had seen her like this. Even her mom hadn't seen her naked since she was a small child.

Charlie admired the blonde bush even if it was wild and over grown. For what lay behind the carpet was as pure as new fallen snow. "If you don't want to do this you can go home right now, and don't come back." Charlie growled back. "The choice is yours."

"But I don't want to get pregnant." Melanie whined.

"You can't get pregnant from the first time." Charley lied. What was she going to do if she did get pregnant? Sue him? If everything went right he'd be long gone before she'd even know.

"Are you sure?" Melanie asked with a curious expression on her face.

"Absolutely." Charley calmly replied. "I'm a father after all."

Melanie sobbed as she let Charlie guide her down into her back. She whimpered and turned her head to the side as he spread her legs and moved in between them. "Will this hurt?"

"A little at first.Then it'll feel good." Charlie replied as he paused with his tip against her entrance. He reached back with his right hand and hooked under her left thigh. "Bend your legs a little. It'll help."

The girl looked up at him and moved her other leg to match how he put her left. Her thigh making a 45 degree angle to the floor while her knee was bent at 90 degrees. Melanie clutched her arms to her chest as she awaited her ruin.

"Hug me." Charlie stated as he placed his hands next to her shoulders. "Wrap your arms up around my neck."Melanie nodded her understanding and clutched her hands together behind his neck as told. "Now take a deep breath and hold it."

"nnnaaaa." the petite teen cried out as the 5'8" 220 pound man lurched forward. Charlie paused half way in after breaking through her maidenhead.

The man gave her a moment to catch her breath, gauging her comfort level by how hard she was hugging his neck. For a minute she huffed through gritted teeth before her grip on his neck loosened some. Charlie started with slow short strokes as he felt her knees tighten against his sides. "Now just relax." he told her. "The hardest part is over."

Brian pulled a small bottle out of the coverall's pocket and a hanky from the other side. He ducked behind one of the machines and soaked the hanky with the liquid from the bottle.Brian kept the hanky behind him as he snuck outside a few seconds after Peggy. Spotting her moving behind the trucks Brian raced between some other trucks, between where the woman was and the truck where he could now hear a young girl's sobs and moans and the older man's grunts.

As Peggy worked her way down the line towards the sounds of sex, Brian disguised as Jane Manchester stepped out in front of her and acted surprised to see her. "Wha? What're you doin' here?" he asked in a whisper.

"I'm looking for where thatfat bastard took that little girl just like you I'm guessing."Peggy whispered back in a somewhat angry tone. She then pointed to the truck where the sounds were coming from and mouthed "In there."

As Peggy moved by his hand with the hanky came up quickly and covered her mouth.Brian gasped as he was just as quickly thrown over the5'7" brunette's shoulder. As he rolled to his feet he smiled seeing her stagger a bit and knew she had taken her first breath of the chloroform. Brian lunged forward and pressed the hanky to her face again, and again was thrown. But this time there was less power behind it and she had taken another deep breath. He grinned as the young woman tried to shake the effects from the chloroform out of her head, even resting her left hand against the back of a truck to help with her balance.

Inside the truck Charlie heard the commotion.Melanie on the other hand was more concerned with an urgent desire, but had no idea what exactly she wanted. Charlie leaned over her and suckled her left tit while rocking his hips. "MMMM, mmmm, mmmm, mmmm." she moaned loudly as she thrust her hips upwards each time to meet his thrusts.Her eyes were still clenched shut as she had her arms wrapped around the hairy man.

Brian, still looking like Diana stood over the slumbering brunette. Having a moment of curiosity he pulled the zipper on his coverall down a foot or so, then stuck his right hand inside. "Damn, she has nice tits." he softly commented as he squeezed the left tit before changing back into Brian's form.

"OH GOD..OH GODD....OH MYY GGOOOOODDDD." came the screams from the back of the truck. Brian took a few steps up to the truck and peeked in to see the little blonde shaking wildly as Charlie rocked his hips at a feverish pace. Brian was a bit surprised the 55 year old body could still fuck like that. But then Charlie did have a reputation.

Brian ran to the parking lot and jumped into his pick-up truck, a mid 30s Ford. He drove it back to where Peggy lay sleeping and looked to make sure he wasn't seen before tossing Peggy into the back and covering her body with an old tarp. He then climbed in a drove off.

A few minutes later Charlie was dressed and tying his boots as Melanie lay crying on the floor of the truck. "My mom will kill me." she sobbed. And her brothers would kill him if they found out.

"A few minute ago you were begging me not to stop." Charlie chuckled. He knelt down next to the crying girl as she held her hands in front of her face as if to hide her shame. With his left hand he gently massaged her quivering breasts. He'd miss these tits. He'd seen bigger, but none better. And the girl's total innocence making them feel that much better."And your mom will never know unless you tell her.I won't."

"She'll know." Melanie sobbed. Her whole body trembled, but his comforting touch felt nice. It seemed her breasts tingled when he touched them now.

"If you don't get a hold of yourself she will....Your supposed to be a grown up now so act like one....Or do you want your mother to consider you a baby forever?" Charlie kept massaging her tits as he calmed her down. Sure he wanted that Jane Manchester to see Melanie upset. But not hysterical. He wanted Wonder Woman to pay him a more civil visit. He didn't want her charging in.

"I'm not a baby." Melanie whined in protest. She took care of her mother and her younger brothers and sister.

"No....You are now a young woman...So act like one...You had sex and it's no one's business but yours and mine." Charlie stated. But he knew that Mary and Jane would be grilling her as soon as she got back to work. That's what he was counting on.

"Can I stay here for a while?" she whimpered. Her crying was stopping, but it could start up again with the slightest wrong word.

Charlie grinned as he pulled his hand away from her chest. "I think I should take you back in."Hell, she could run off instead if he left her alone. And again that might make Wonder Woman charge in later if Jane was her.

"Please?" the teen whined.

"If you promise to behave I guess I could let you sit in the office until you feel ready to go back to work." the man said in a fatherly tone. Now he'd play nice. And if the plan didn't work and they were here he just might be able to give her more lessons. But he couldn't be too nice. "But sitting in the office will cost you something." he added.

"Huh?"

"While your in the office you will sit on the floor with your coverall unzipped down to your waist and opened wide." Charlie stated.

"Mr. O'Toole and Mr. Witherspoon will see my tits." Melanie whined as she finally sat up, a look of shock and horror on her face at the prospect of two more men seeing her tits.

"And they can touch them if they wish.You seemed to like having your tits touched a few moments ago." Charlie answered. Either way this would work for him.

"I think I'll just go back to work." the wary teen replied as she reached for her coverall.

"In that case these are mine." Charlie stated as he grabbed for her underwear.

"You can't.. Those are mine."

"Where I come from when a guy has sex with a girl for the first time he gets to keep her underwear as a trophy."Charlie said as he stuffed the white granny panties into his pocket. Not that he really wanted them, this was just one more head game to keep her a little upset and irk Wonder Woman.

"But what will I wear?" the shocked girl asked as she also wondered what to do about the dried blood on her crotch and inner thighs.

"Just put you coverall back on and get back to work." Charlie growled in his boss voice. Playtime was over was the message now. The constant changing of his mood was also effective at keeping the young girl off balance.

Ten minutes later Melanie was scurrying back to her job on the line just as the lunch break started with her gaze down and her cheeks beet red figuring everyone in the place knew what she just did. Charlie watched from the stairs to the office as Jane and Mary started grilling her. If that Jane was Wonder Woman this would set her off.

"You are not a slut." Mary told the whimpering teen.

"You only had sex once and the bastard coerced you. You only did it because he would have fired you if you didn't." Diana said reassuringly. Diana and Mary were trying to calm the teen down, but Diana wanted to rip the man's head off. For some reason she was even madder at Charlie than with the bastards that raped her the week before. She was hundreds of years old and trained from a young age to expect that from men if they bested her somehow in battle. But Melanie was still just a child and wasn't ready for sex yet.

"You just weren't ready." Mary added. "Some girls are and some aren't. You are one of the ones that aren't ready." The three of them were still at their machines while everyone else went to lunch. This was a conversation for a more private setting, just the three of them and no one else in earshot.

Charlie looked towards the boiler room door to see Brian sneaking back in. The other foreman came over to the office as he watched Jane and Mary calm the teen down. "You have fun with the little girl?" Brian asked in a sarcastic tone when he got to the stairs.

"Don't give me an attitude. I know for certain you've done the same." Charley grunted back. "And where have you been?"

"That was in 1854 and she was married with two kids." Brian snapped back. "She definitely wasn't an innocent kid."

"She's 18.And don't think I don't know you peeked in." Brian grumbled.

Meanwhile Peggy Lingstrom, better known as Peggy Carter, groaned as she awoke.As her eyes fluttered open she could see she was in an old barn. Peggy's shoulders ached something fierce having supported her body weight for who knew how long. Peggy transferred her weight to her feet and studied her situation seeing she was stark naked and gagged, gagged with her own bandana she used to cover her hair in the shop. Cuffs were attached to her ankles and wrists made from a metal she wasn't familiar with, at least not yet. They seemed rather strong as she gave a few futile tugs. The cuffs themselves were barely an inch wide and no thicker than that of a tin can with the edges rolled over so the wearer wouldn't get cut up. Very considerate, she thought to herself.Ropes from the wrist cuffs ran up over 10 foot high beams, wrapping around a thick wooden post,and down under the stall walls on either side of her to connect to her ankles.Another section of ropekept her legs from getting more than 2 feet apart. And like the cuffs, the rope seemed strong though undersized.It had more the thickness of yarn rather than any rope she'd ever seen. Yet she couldn't break it.

Peggy had been approached the week before by Howard Stark to investigate the happenings at the company he had a lot of stocks in. The sudden increase in breakdowns and the murders had him curious and concerned. In exchange for doing him this favor she was promised the job of helping find a recruit for a special project he was working on. Now that she was tied up naked in a barn she had an idea she was on the right track. And when she got free she'd be paying a visit on that Jane Manchester to find out just what she was up to. And if Howard found out how easily she was chloroformed he might just change his mind about bringing her on board for that other project. She was a woman doing a man's job and getting involved in a special project could be a boost to her career.

Peggy looked around the dimly lit barn where the only light was coming in through the spaces between the old planks making up the walls. She noticed by sight and by smell the animals had been gone for some time. There were a few hay bales hanging around, but no smell of urine and crap.

Peggy tugged on her bonds a few more times before trying to rub the cord on the edges of the beam hoping to cut or at least weaken the thin rope. She rocked her body back and forth to slide the rope across the beam to her right.

Brian and Charley joined Isaac in the office as Melanie and the others finally went to lunch."Where'd you go?" Isaac growled at Brian.

The taller of the three men pulled a devise from the pocket of his coverall and handed it to Isaac.The devise was about 4x6 inchesand half an inch thick and from the year 2117. It was a video screen showing the naked woman struggling in the barn just outside the city limits. All three enjoyed the images of her DD tits wobbling as she tried to get free."Seems Charley here got the interest of somebody."

Those are some great tits." Charley commented as he watched Peggy twisting side to side in a futile effort to break the rope that was made strong enough to hold Wonder Woman even with her belt on. The sight of her large tits swinging violently from side to side had him getting hard again.

"Who is she?" Isaac asked as he watched the woman struggle to get free. Her DD tits swaying back and forth as she tried to cut through the rope. The rope and cuffs were made of Adamantium and an alien alloystrong enough to hold Wonder Woman power belt and all, surely they'd hold this woman.

"I'm guessing Peggy Carter." Brian chuckled. "At least that's what I could get from the history files." He had checked the files before coming back to work.

"WHAT?" Isaac screeched before checking himself. "What's she doin' here.Are you sure?" The other two could see his agitation.

"To me teaching that class was just 30 years ago. But her face looks familiar. She may not have her own chapter, but her picture was in the book." Charley replied."I agree, she does kind of look like the picture. And her being her would fit her profile."

"Captain America Peggy Carter?" Isaac whined. This was bad. Very bad. When dealing with the complexities of the multi-verse there were things you just couldn't do. Some people were just too important to history and keeping the whole structure of the multi-verse from falling apart. Killing or displacing one of these people was out of the question. The ripples caused would have an army of temporal agents coming after them. The bigger the ripples they made the easier it would be to find them.

Making small changes in history caused small hard to track ripples.It was like throwing a pebble into a lake, the effect would be unnoticeable on the other side of the lake. Killing or displacing Wonder Woman and Peggy Carter would be like throwing in a boulder, easily noticeable on the other side. All three of them knew this.Briansighed then said "I believe this is before she gets involved with the project..And if everything goes right later she still will be.We just need to be right about Jane Manchester being Wonder Woman."

"If she is she'll be paying me a visit tonight. And I'll drive her over to the farm as planned." Charley chuckled.

"And I take it you to plan to play with them?" Isaac asked. He was the oldest of the three and thought it could be too dangerous.

"It won't cause but the smallest of ripples. From my post grad studies I believe the theory that it happened a lot." Charley said with a big grin on his face.

"And it's not like you never did this sort of thing.Hell you even fucked her daughter." Charley said laughingly to Isaac.

"That was all three of us." Isaac said defensively.

"Wasn't us." Charley chuckled.

Isaac rolled his eyes as he remembered that incident in 2039. The mocha beauty was tricked and drugged to get her bracelets. And banging the hell out of her was one awesome bonus. "I don't think that will matter to the future Wonder Woman."

By mid afternoon Peggy Carter's skin glistened with sweat from her exertions and the heat. Her attempts to cut the strange rope on the edges of the wooden beams had produced nothing but saw dust. And though she could see that in time the rope would instead cut through the beam she could also see that would take days or even weeks of effort. Still it was the only thing left to her.

Peggy paused when she heard voices outside seemingly not to far away. "I tell ya somethin' weird goes on with this guy." one young sounding voice stated.

"All grown ups are weird." someone else replied. Peggy paused her efforts thinking she should try to get their attention, but asshe squinted and peeked through the spaces between the barn's boards she cringed at the thought. Her would be rescuers were a group of three school boys on bicycles that were looking into the house through the windows.

"Oh god no." she thought to her self as one suggested looking in the barn. It was bad enough to be strung up naked in a barn, but to be found by boys that had to be in their early teens at most would be extremely humiliating.

Peggy sweated it out for another 15 minutes before the boys road off. She wanted to be rescued, but not by boys. But them being outside had forced her to be still and quiet. The rest period had given her a second breath as it were and she again started rubbing the rope against the wood. It seemed futile, but it was all she had at the moment. And if those boys did come back and decided to check out the barn she would die from embarrassment.

By the time Diana got back to her apartment that evening she was hungry, sore and smelled like a man's locker room. But there was a lot to do before she would be able to go to bed with the knowledge she'd have to be up by 5:30 to get ready so she could be back at work for 7.

Diana stripped off her clothes as she made her way to the bathroom and a much needed shower. Even she couldn't stand her own scent at the moment. With a towel already hanging on the bar and her hair still up in a bun she leaned into the tub and turned on the water.

Outside of town on the old farm Brian carrieda plate of spaghetti and sauce into the barn, he spotted the expected saw dust and ignored it.There was no way she could cut through the wood in time to keep what he had planned from happening. He walked up in front of the sweat covered 5'7" naked brunette with an awesome rack and held the plate out towards her. "If I take the gag off to feed you do you promise not to yell or scream?" When all Peggy did was stare at him with deep hatred he shrugged and added "It's not like anyone will hear you. The nearest neighbor is a mile away. And I'll explain everything later tonight."

Peggy still stared daggers at the man, but she nodded her agreement. She was hungry and thirsty after not having anything to eat or drink anything since mid morning and by now it was dusk. Her training telling her she had to eat to keep her strength up should an opening at escape arise.

Peggy could now see the foreman wasn't in such bad shape given his age. Wearing jeans and a tight T-shirt instead of his coverall she could see the nearly 6 footer weighed almost 200 pounds. And she figure that much of his 50 something years were spent moving the hay bales around, his arms and chest were well muscled.

"Good."Brian replied. He put the dish down, ignoring the fact the woman needed a bit of cleaning after having been tied up all day. He stood back up and pulled the gag from her mouth, he had used her own bandana that was for her hair when tying her this way. As for her , he'd hose her down after she ate.

"Who are you?" were her first words. Peggy controlled her anger, but she wanted answers. Why was the boss involved with that other woman in whatever they were doing?

"All your questions will be answered later when everyone gets here." Was all Brian would say as he picked the plate back up off the dirt floor.

Diana stepped out of the shower and toweled off. "At least he won't smell me coming a mile away." she mumbled to herself. She'd like to eat first, but after what the prick did to Melanie, Diana wanted to speak with him as soon as possible.

Diana went to the bedroom closet and pulled out a clean blouse and skirt. Moments later she was walking out the front door of her apartment building headed for the west side of town where the file said Charley Masters had a small house in a fairly nice area. She would find a quiet spot for her quick change and Charley wouldn't know what hit him.

Just 10 minutes later Wonder Woman snuck a peek througha partially opened side window of the bungalow with a high row of hedges up one side of the property. Diana stood on her toes on the three foot wide sidewalk that ran from the front of the house to the back between the house and hedge. By now the sun was just setting and she was on the darker side of the house.

Inside there was just the kitchen light on and Diana could see the pudgy man in just his boxers, black socks and a sleeveless T-shirt cooking something on the stove. Eggs and sausage she figured from the smell. Her stomach rumbled with the scent of food, but the princess had work to do before she could take care of her own needs.

Charlie took the plate of breakfast sausage patties over to the table, which was out of Diana's view from the slightly open living room window. He returned to the stove to finish the eggs like he knew nothing. But his early warning system had already informed him company was there. He hid his smile as he pulled the big cast iron frying pan off the stove while turning off the gas. He turned and looked at the window. "I know your out there Wonder Woman. The back door's open if you'd care to join me for dinner." he loudly proclaimed.

Diana had her eyebrows ached. She had ducked when he turned around and thought there was no way he saw her. And she had been very quiet yet he sounded like he was sure she was there. "After a long day in the factory I'd think you'd like something freshly cooked." he called out just before she heard one of the kitchen chairs slide on the tile floor.

Factory? How did he know that? Wonder Woman had only shown up in the man's world a few weeks before and that was in the D.C. area. What made him so sure it was her out here? More and more questions filled Diana's head. "I'll answer your questions." he called out next.

Moments later Charley sat back in his chair, arms folded across his chest, with a big smile. Outside his screen door stood Wonder Woman in her famous power pose trying to show she was the one in charge of the situation. She stood maybe a little over 6 feet tall in her bright red boots. And the pictures in the books he read did no justice to seeing her cleavage in person.

Diana seemed even more confused as the table was set for two with the frying pan and sausages in the middle of thesmall kitchen table along with toast, a pot of coffee, cup of cream and a sugar bowl. "Come in and sit down. I'm sure you have a lot of questions." Charley said while has sat there with a smug look.

The wary heroine looked from side to side outside, then looked for what she could see inside. This whole situation just didn't add up. Her warrior training told her to be very cautious. "I assure you we are quite alone and the eggs will get cold. I will take you to see the others later if you wish." Charley said next to try and make the heroine relax. If everything went well she'd be with the others anyway.

When Diana still didn't come in Charley chuckled then said "Your from Paradise Island, your mother is named Hippolyta or something like that. You have a kid sister that's probably about 17 right now and you have the hots for Captain Steve Trevor." The total shock on Wonder Woman's face told him now she was more than interested.

How? How did he know her mother's name? How did he know she had a kid sister and her age?"I don't have the 'hots' for Steve Trevor."Diana answered almost defensively, but he could see he hut a nerve with that one."But how do you know everything else?"Diana asked as she kept looking around to see if she was about to be attacked.

"Okay.I'll answer that one question if will help you relax. Because I'm from the future." Charley stated. He then calmly paused as it sank in before saying "If you want to know more you'll have to come in and join me for a friendly dinner."

"Future?" Diana asked with doubt as she opened the squeaky wood framed screen door. She stepped in, letting the screen door close behind her. But she was still extremely cautious. She stepped to the side keeping one eye on Charley as she looked into the living room. Charley sat across the kitchen with his back to a wall. It irked Diana a little that he seemed to be so cool with the whole situation, like he had nothing to worry about.

"I assure you we are quite alone. But if you wish you are free to look around." Charley chuckled at the suspicious heroine. Suspicion she should have, but what he had planned she wouldn't see coming. How could she with no experience in what he could get his hands on. And he could tell her anything she wanted to know because in the morning she'd remember nothing.

Charley sat with his arms folded across his chest as Wonder Woman took him up on his offer. He listened to her going from room to room before coming back to the kitchen a few minutes later. "I told you we were alone. Now sit and eat and we'll talk. I probably have just as many questions to ask you as you have for me."he said as she stood looking at him with a curious expression. Like she was trying to judge if she should trust him even the slightest. The answer was a big no, but that's not what he wanted her to think.

Diana still had a problem with the man. She put her hand on her golden lasso and stated "I have a sure way of getting my answers."

"One, that wouldn't be friendly. Secondly, I'm immune to it's effects." a lie, but what did she know? "And thirdly, my friends would take that as a sign of aggression and the lack of trust in you." Charley commented as he reached down to the floor next to him and picked up the devise Brian had in his pocket earlier. As the curious Amazon watched he placed the small I-phone from the 22nd century that had a few modifications done to it on the table and touched the black screen to bring it to life.

Diana gasped seeing the image of the young woman that had seemingly left work before lunch. She was naked and tied up and gagged in what looked like a barn. "Where is she?" Diana asked in a threatening tone as she stepped right up to the table.

"She's perfectly safe and no harm will come to either of you." Brian's voice stated from the devise.

"And what is that?"

"This is a future phone." Charley chuckled. "I told you I was from the future."

"I warn you, if you harm her.."

"We told you we will not hurt either of you." Charley grunted. At least there would be no permanent damage and neither of them would remember a thing. "Now sit and eat. My supper is getting cold and we can talk as we eat."

"Charley will bring you here after supper. And he will answer all your questions as you eat." Brian stated. "But be warned..I can hear and see everything just like you can see her now."

Defeated without a fight Diana pulled out the wooden chair across from Charley and sat down. "What's in the eggs?" she asked seeing something not quite right.

"A little diced onion and some cheese.Mom always put cheese in my scrabbled eggs." Charley answered as he stood up and reached for the frying pan. Fortunately the cast iron pan had kept the eggs relatively warm while Diana looked around. "Would you like to take your own or would you let me do the honor of serving you?" he asked.

"I'll take my own if you please." Diana answered. She was still waiting for something to happen. She was also wondering how the gruff man at the plant that had coerced an 18 year old kid into sex was now acting like a perfect gentleman. Even if he was sitting around in his underwear and socks.

"Suit yourself." Charley said as Diana used the spatula in the pan to give herself a potion of the contents. She wondered how many eggs he cooked, it looked like he cooked the whole dozen. When Diana had taken what she wanted Charley took most of the rest, leaving some in case his guest wanted more.

After they each had eggs, sausage and some toast Charley asked "So is it true all Amazon's sacrifice their virginity on the alter of Zeus?"

Diana almost choked on her first bite of eggs. She hadn't expected a question like that. But she guessed his gentleman act was over and the filthy pig of a man was back. "I don't think I should.."

"I tell you what..You ask me anything and after I answer, you answer my question.Kind of like a game.You get to ask a question I have to answer. Then I get to ask a question you have to answer." After laying that on her the smug man took a big fork full of eggs and sat smugly awaiting her answer or questions.

"Okay." Diana cautiously replied. "Who exactly are you?"

"My real name is Leon Richardson. I will be born in the year 2347. I developed a time travel devise and have seen a lot of history unfold. Time travel had existed for hundreds of years, but my device was portable and could be carried back in time with the wearer, meaning you didn't have to be at a pre determined location at a predetermined time to be retrieved.I've taught physics, engineering and history. That's how I know so much about you. There is a whole chapter dedicated to you in the textbook. In fact you're the first chapter." Charley answered. And telling as much truth as he could would help to keep things straight.

"What textbook?"

"The game says you have to answer my question now." Charley chuckled before taking a bite of sausage.

Wonder Womanshrugged, and tried to ignore the man staring at her chest a little too much. "Not all Amazons sacrifice their virginity. Actually the action is meant to break a young warrior's hymen to keep a man, should she be captured, from disgracing her that way. Warriors that had lost their hymen due to training, which is most, don't make this sacrifice. Also those that intend to become priestesses don't sacrifice their hymen either." She answered while blushing. That was an embarrassing question to answer and she hoped he wouldn't ask her how her own hymen was broken.

Diana took another bite then asked "What is this textbook?"

"Heroes and Heroine's of the Golden Age." Charley answered. "It covers hundreds of heroes and heroines from the 1940s into the next century." Charley would guide her questions. His answers would leave her with a natural next question."Is it true you are over a thousand years old?" his questions on the other hand were meant to show interest where he didn't really care about some of the answers. The object of this game was to stall for time and get her to ingest the drugs.

"Not quite that old, but it's impolite to ask a woman her age. I will say I'm hundreds of years old." Diana answered. "You said there are hundreds of heroes and heroines. Like who?"

"Captain America, Superman, Supergirl, Flash, Hawk Girl, Hawkman, Stargirl."

"Okay." Diana chuckled. It looked like he could go on for a while and she had no clue if he was telling the truth or not anyway.

Charley poured himself a cup of coffee and pushed the pot towards Wonder Woman. As he put in some sugar he asked "Is it true you don't know who your father is?"

"The father of an Amazon is of no importance. Only males of great physical presence and show bravery are picked to be mated. That's all an Amazon needs to know." Diana poured herself a cup of coffee as she asked "Tell me about some of those heroes you listed please."

"Not quite a question, but alright." Charley replied as he put his coffee down after taking his first sip. "Superman and his cousin Supergirl will be aliens from a planet called Krypton. When it's destroyed their parents send them here as children so they'd survive as everyone else died."

"How horrible!" Diana gasped. The thought of sending one's child away had to be heart wrenching. Sure Amazons sent male children away after a certain age, but there were actually few male children. As part of their gifts from the gods over 90% of babies born were female. "Can you tell me more about the real Charley Masters?"

"My turn."

"Sorry, go ahead." Diana replied just before taking a sip of coffee.

"Is it true all Amazons have big firm breasts that don't need a bra?" Charley asked next and enjoyed the way Wonder Woman's jaw dropped as her face turned crimson again.

After a moment to get over the initial shock of such a question Diana arched her eyes as she thought how best to answer. "As part of our gift from the gods all Amazons have perfect bodies. At least all of the ones born and raised on the island are gifted that way." was her carefully crafted reply. She then asked again if he could tell her about the real Charley.

"The world won't miss him." the man chuckled. "He was a real piece of work. Me acting like a letch at work, not that I didn't enjoy it, is just the tip of the iceberg with that guy. He has three married sons and he coerced and slept with all three daughters in-law, two of their sisters and even his own granddaughter just to name a few."

"By the gods!" Diana gasped on shock. "That can't be true."

"He dropped dead after returning home after fucking his youngest son's wife while he's stationed in Texas right now." Charley stated. "Have you ever taken a man, and if not why?"

"No, I have not taken a man. The right to do so is given by permission of the queen, my mother. And I have never had the desire to take one." Diana answered. She had had sex, but that was a rape. Taking a man meant she would have been the one in charge. And she had liked the looks of a few men that had washed up on their shores, but had never gone as far as to ask her mother for permission to bed one of them. Though she had though hard on whether to ask her mother about Steve Trevor.

The question and answer session went on for nearly half an hour with Charley grinning as Wonder Woman's answers to his questions became more entertaining as his questions became more suggestive. And her wondering why she was blabbing such things as explaining her fist sexual experience and the loss of her hymen. And wondering why she was feeling so relaxed around the man that just hours earlier had taken the virginity of an 18 year old kid and that she was supposed to be mad at.He on the other hand had explained he was a shape shifting time traveling mutant and what mutants were. He explained how he and the others met up in 2037 and were being chased by Sentinels. That as they tried to flee into the past a bean of energy from the huge robot's eyes intersected their temporal fields when they started transport, shorting out their controls and stranding them together in 1942. Stranding them that is until they could gather the materials to needed fix their technology.

Diana looked to the I-phone when hearing moans and grunts. The other woman was now being raped by Brian who stoodbehind her with his hands gripping her tits while he rutted like a wild animal. And to her shock the other woman had her head back on his shoulders as she pushed back with her hips on each thrust.The young woman moaned with pleasure and her gag had been removed. "You said you wouldn't hurt her."Diana uncharacteristically whined. The way her statement came out seemed to confuse her.

"OH GOD..HARDER.HARDER..FUCK ME HARDER." Peggy yelled.

Charley lifted his plate off the table and grinned as he let Diana see four small empty paper packets. One white, one pink, one ruby red and the last one being forest green. "A little something I picked up in my travels." he grinned. The mixture of drugs was targeted mostly to a woman's chemistry and had been in the eggs and coffee. In fact two were specialized formulas first employed against Wonder Woman in the 23rd century. One had a genetic specific enhancer that would nearly double the effects of the drugs on her. Wonder Woman would soon be helpless against his requests and suggestions. But there were side effects, she'd nod off for half an hour or so before the aphrodisiac would fully take effect. And she'd remember nothing from an hour or so before she was drugged until several hours later. When all was said and done she'd fall asleep and wake up with no knowledge of the evening's events and they'd be long gone.

"You poisoned me?" Diana whined. Diana looked even more confused. Why did she whine? Why didn't she gasp? Or get upset? And why was she still just sitting there?"

"Poison, no.More like powdered ingestible chloroform (which he had taken an inhibitor for before hand), a mental relaxer for women and a powerful aphrodisiac for women." Charley said with a big smile as the heroines eyelids started drooping.

"I will.."

"You will show me your tits." Charley quickly stated before Wonder Woman could deny the effects of the drugs or threaten him. "Take your bustier off and hand it to me."

Charley stared lustfully as the helpless heroine sat up straight and reached behind herself to undo her top's clasps. He smiled brightly as she seconds later she covered her chest with her left arm while her right reached across the table holding her red and gold bustier.

Charley took the garment and brought it to his nose. He took a big whiff of her scent as she blushed, a side effect of the drug cocktail. "Sit up straight with your arms at your side." he commanded. He took one more whiff before putting the bustier on the table in front of him.

"Brian was right.Those are really nice tits.The pictures don't do you justice." Charley commented as the heroine obeyed. They all had seen her photos and black market porn videos, but none of them had seen her face to face yet. Throughout their time they had done their best to avoid premiere heroes and heroines, but as he eyed her magnificent tits he was having second thoughts about that. And with his past experiences he was thinking maybe seeing if he could nail Supergirl, or even her daughters.

Diana wobbled in her seat as Charley studied her magnificent DDs. Half dollar sized erect pink areolas on firm, round and high breasts. They almost defied gravity, but he and the others knew that from the movies. Seeing them in person was still impressive though."Maybe I should have visited you before this." Charley commented just before Wonder Woman passed out and fell to the floor. "And maybe I should have skipped the clowning and had you get in the car." he groaned as he stood up and glanced down at the slumbering beauty while shaking his head at his own stupidity. But then she groaned and rolled onto her back, her eyes half open.

"Fucking great." he grumbled. He hadn't gotten her to eat enough of the powdered chloroform, she was still half awake. Charlie transformed into Mark Whitman, a big 250 pound black man that had worked in the plant before joining the army. The boxers seemed fine, but the sleeveless T-shirt was stretched to it limits by his now heavily muscled chest. "Com'on." he said as the heroine looked up at him with a dopey expression, then giggled like a little school girl.

"Your cute." she giggled before he yanked her up by her arms and tossed her over his right shoulder.

Wonder Woman giggled some more under the effects of the drugs as he carried her out to the car and found out first hand that her ass was just as impressive as her tits. "We're gonna have the times of our lives tonight, but you'll remember nothing."

"Wow, you got a tight butt!" Diana commented as her hands gripped the man's backside. She hadn't noticed he had changed into another man yet. All that mattered to her as she was lugged outside was the man's thrusting muscles. Why was she even thinking of that she asked herself, but then shook the question out of her mind.

"There'll be time for fun later." Charley chuckled as he opened the back door of the black sedan and carefully laid her on the back seat. He left her for a moment and ran back into the house to get his slacks, the car keys and an old fashioned bottle of chloroform.

Charley returned to the car and opened the door on the other side. He soaked his hanky and said "Be a good girl and take a deep breath. When you wake up we'll be at the farm." He held the hanky over the heroine's face until she was sound asleep. "Last time I buy that powdered shit from Barry." he grumbled. He had paid good money for the easier and sneakier to use version of chloroform but seemingly it wasn't as good. At least not against the powerful heroine that still had her accessories. But that would soon change.

"MMMMMMM" Diana loudly moaned as the chloroform's effects slowly wore off.

"She's waking up." one of the men called into the kitchen to his partners.

Diana loudly moaned again as her hands grabbed onto the head of that owned the tongue that was darting into her tingling twat. "By the gods!" she groaned as her back arched sharply. Her eyes fluttered open as the two others came from the kitchen. It seemed strange all three men looked exactly the same, if she could call them men. They looked more like college boys of 19 or 20. Short curly black hair, about 6 foot tall, brown skin and thin. All three wearing some strange looking tan pants with lots of pockets. One wearing a T-shirt with a weird big S on it. One of the others wearing one that had writing that said 'Save the Tatas'(Whatever that meant she thought.) and the third guy wearing a button down dress shirt that had half the buttons undone and a V-neck T-shirt underneath.

"Who are you?" she calmly asked as she realized she was laying naked on the braided rug. She was pulling the head of another naked brunette tight into her crotch and she was okay with it, in fact she couldn't imagine wanting the other woman to stop licking her pussy. She was in what had to be the parlor. A couch and some chairs were to her right and above her head. A radio playing swing music was to her left. Down past the pleasure giving brunette between her legs Diana could see the kitchen counter through a 3 foot wide archway.

"Like I said, we're gonna have the times of our lives tonight." one of the three said as all three grinned down at her.

"She hasn't figured it out yet." one of the others chuckled.

"MMMMMMM." Diana loudly moaned again as Peggy, under the influence of a drug cocktail herself, continued to eagerly devoured her pussy. "OHHH.DOOON'TT STOOOP." Diana screamed as her back arched dramatically and her body started to tremble."BY THE GODDDS.YES..YES.YES." Diana screamed.

"Just look at them tits jiggle." the first man chuckled as Diana very quickly received her first orgasm thanks to the drug mixture.

"I gotta get back to work if we're gonna get outta here." the third man commented as Peggy's hands reached up to massage Wonder Woman's jiggling breasts. "And we don't have anymore supplies to try again."

Charley in his somewhat true form knelt down next to the naked women. He was himself, but as a much younger man. "What's happening?" Diana asked with a great deal of confusion in her voice. Why was she naked with another woman licking her twat? Why was she just laying there and letting it happen? Sure it felt incredible, but why was she letting it happen in front of these men? Why was she letting it happen at all?

"We needed the metal from your bracelets along with a few other rare and hard to get elements to control the power to our temporal transport devises. You and Miss Peggy Carter here have both been given a special blend of drugs to keep you under control until we are ready to leave." the young man answered.

"Drugs?...Temporal transporters?...Giant Robots."

"That's right, but you'll remember none of this come morning. And thanks to some drugs from the future, for the next few hours you two will be nothing but horny little sluts willing to satisfy anything with a pussy or a cock.You'd even fuck the bull if they still had one here."

"NNNNRRRGGGG.OHHH YEEESSS. UUURRRGGG.AAHHHHH." Diana groaned with pleasure as Peggy wouldn't let up on her attack of Diana's pussy. Her back arched dramatically as her body convulsed.

The young man chuckled and waited as Wonder Woman enjoyed another orgasm. He watched her body tremble and her big tits jiggle knowing before they left he'd be sure to experience both their bodies. Both women were awesome beauties. Both were long haired brunettes with firm double D breasts and tight asses. The main difference being Peggy Carter was a few inches shorter.

Diana gasped for air a few moments before asking"Are you brothers?" They looked exactly the same. "Why am I aware?" Diana was confused. He said they were drugged yet her head seemed perfectly clear.Sure she was having woman on woman sex and was seemingly okay with it. But her warrior's mind was still taking in her surroundings. She was still curious as to what they were up to and she could easily carry on a conversation even as she felt the heat rising within her once again.

"I thought you said she was bright." the other man standing nearby commented. The one that was Brian O'Toole stood behind Peggy Carter, watching her ass wiggle as she pleasured the other guest as requested.

"We are not brothers per say.We are more like the same person." Charley replied with a big grin.

"The one in the kitchen is the oldest. Our mutant ability to take the form of anyone we've ever touched has basically stopped us from aging.I, if I lived a linear life, would be 247 or so while him there would be around 105." the standing one explained.

Diana looked even more confused as the man that was Charley reached out with his left hand to sample her tit flesh. Before this day she would have never let a man touch her like that and get away with it.As he massaged her tits he gestured to the kitchen with his chin and said "He's over a thousand years old."

"Paradoxes." Diana said.

"Now she's getting it. I know it's been used before, but it fits. We go by the name Chameleon." Charley chuckled.

"But your file said your.."

"I told you the real Charley Masters is dead. I took his place. He had a heart attack while the real Isaac Witherspoon and Brian O'Toole got into a fight and killed each other. Actually it was more of a lovers quarrel. We were already here as new hires so we faked some accidents that basically destroyed the bodies and we took their places."

"It's so much better to be white and a boss." the one in the kitchen added.

"Why are you bothering explaining when she won't remember?" the standing one whined as he started topull off his Superman T-shirt.

"Please excuse my other self. He's anxious to get his hands on you. While I still have a flair for fun he's just interested in getting laid while the other is so old sex has lost some of it's appeal."

"I STILL LIKE SEX.I JUST WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE A TEMPORAL AGENT COMES AFTER US." came the shout from the kitchen.

The standing one rolled his eyes as he unsnapped his pants. "What I meant is I don't think it's necessary to explain to her how quantum realities work. She won't remember anything anyway."

"He's just still at the stage where he wants to prove how smart he is." the third one said as he poked his head through the archway.

"Well I say it's time to find out just why they call her Wonder Woman."

"You already got laid tonight. I get her first."the kneeling one stated. Even in her drugged state Diana could sense that even though they were the same person they didn't always agree.

"In that case you got about 10 seconds to start fucking. I've never banged a premier heroine and I don't want to wait any longer.

"You may be older, but you need to learn some things." the kneeling one stated as he stood up and pulled his T-shirt over his head. "Like if you really want to make it matter you should make her do something her warrior training wouldn't let her do. And will humiliate her if her or anyone else finds out"

"And what would that be?"

"Like a blowjob Meathead.It's against the Amazon code to be submissive to a man. Making her give a blowjob would be against everything she holds sacred." The one that was Charley said as he dropped his trousers.

The young looking man then reached down and pulled Diana up to her knees by her hair, and away from Peggy who looked disappointed."Do you know what cock tastes like yet?" he asked the heroine as she looked up with innocent questioning eyes.

Diana had had cocks stuffed in her mouth when she was raped, but had never willingly orally stimulated a man. "I know." she replied in a sad tone as she eyed the bulge in his boxers. The drugs from the future left her with a seemingly clear head while at the same time left her helpless to their sexual whims. And because of the drugs she'd willingly go along with anything she was told to do of a sexual nature.

"TOO BAD SHE'S NOT THE ONE FROM OUR TIME. I COULD USE HER LASSO TO MAKE HER WORK FOR US." the one in the kitchen shouted.

The two in the parlor chuckled at the thought of having a board member on the committee that oversaw temporal activities in the sector in their pocket, and sucking their cocks. The one that was Charley held Diana by her hair. Not that he had to, but more to show dominance over the Amazon which would humiliate her in her own mind. With his free hand he slid his boxers down until his cock sprung free. The eyes of both women sprung wide open as their jaws dropped. Neither of them had ever seen a cock well over 10 inches long except on a horse. Male horses were brought to the island now and then to mate with the Amazon herd as a way of maintaining genetic diversity. As princess, Diana had observed several of the matings and had helped select which mares would be mated. Peggy on the other hand had spent a few summers on her aunt's farm and had watched a few times behind her aunt's back."Blow me." the man stated in a commanding tone.

Diana looked a bit confused by the command and shrugged. The other Leon chuckled as she took a deep breath and blew the air at him. "Dumbass! She don't know what you mean. She never heard the term blowjob.Dumbass."

The young black man that was Charley rolled his eyes. It was common when traveling in the past to run into situations where people didn't understand what he had said. He took a deep breath and sighed. So innocent, he thought. "I mean you will suck on my cock. You will orally stimulate me." he told the confused brunette who was blushing for being laughed at.

"Oh!..Okay." Diana replied. Diana silently prayed to Hera that no one back home, especially her mother, ever found out about this. The princess opened her mouth wide and leaned into the man. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his massive cock and slid it in and out of her mouth.

The other man laughed loudly as Charley grained and covered his frustrated face with his hand. "You're supposed to suck harder while doing that." he groaned at her. "A Wonder Woman my ass."

"How 'bout you? You know how to suck a cock?" the laughing man asked Peggy who was kneeling off to the side and awaiting a command on what to do next.

Peggy nodded her answer and crawled over to the second man while licking her lips. "This is the life." The first one chuckled moments later as he stood side by side with himself, each of them getting a blowjob from one of the two of the hottest brunettes they'd ever seen.

"Yeah, but I'd really like to get back to a day when girls shave their twats or at least trim." the first on chuckled back.

Future Wonder Woman was dressed in civilian clothes of the period. She sat at the kitchen table in Diana Prince's, or rather Jane Manchester's, apartment. Before her were the files she barely remembered from centuries before. Diana sighed as her memory from this far back was extremely foggy.

Diana had been transported back to Earth and appeared in Palmer Park an hour before, the last reports from John Trevor had come from the city. She remembered being in the city just weeks after coming to the man's world back in 1942, but memories of the trip were a bit foggy as were the findings of the case. But for some reason she knew that her fogginess wasn't just due to time passing by. It took her nearly the full hour just to find the apartment she used for only a few days even though she had the address from her own files in her armband.

As she studied the files and maps that she hadn't seen in hundreds of years she tried desperately to put the pieces together. Somehow she knew that her current mission and the one from the past were related. And where she was back then is where she needed to be now. Had she run into Chameleon back then and not known it? Either way it mattered little. When she got her hands on the man that had taken her daughter's innocence and secretly recorded it, he would pay. It had been hundreds of years since it happened and decades since she found out, but a mother can hold a grudge for a very long time.

If her memory was right it had something to do with the bosses at the factory so that's where she'd start. Diana took a piece of paper and wrote down the three addresses and studied the maps to plan her course. Her first stop would be the house of one of the foremen. A man named Charley Masters. The other two were on a fairly straight line out of the city to an old farm house according to the files.

Diana stuffed the paper into her purse and prepared to leave the apartment the same way she got in, through the open balcony door. That was something she had always done, leaving a door or window open a little to get fresh air.Diana first she popped her head out to make sure the coast was clear before stepping back and spinning. Diana did her usual check over to make sure her costume was on correctly, she had been embarrassed a few time over the centuries by skipping this step only to find out too late one or both of her boobs were exposed or the crotch of her briefs was too far to one side.

Her costume was still the same after all these years, but now she had a new accessory. On her left arm between her bracelet and elbow was her communications device that would allow her to talk with her friends in the future at predetermined times when a portal would be opened. The device had a small video screen built in and the unit could hold 500 Gigabytes of data. Data that generally contained as much information as possible about the targeted time to be visited.

Diana turned off the lights and popped her head out again to make sure the coast was still clear, then stepped out onto the balcony. She quickly jumped up the 10 feet or so to the roof and ran to the other side where she jumped to the next building. On the other side of that building she dropped down into the alley.

"HEY LADY, STOP!" she heard the cop across the street yell as she ran out of the alley and turned left.

When she ran off too fast for him to chase after he opened the call box on the corner and called the precinct. "I want to report a woman running west on Miller Street in her underwear."

After some chuckling on the other end of the line he was asked "Why didn't you just go after her rather than call it in?"

"She was running too fast." the officer in his early 40s stated.

"Can you describe her?" the man on the other end asked laughingly.

"Yeah!" the cop growled as he started getting a bit annoyed by the other officer's laughing. "A little under 6 feet tall, long dark hair, knee high red boots, red top, blue underwear with stars and really big assets." the officer snapped.

"I swear Winston, if the captain finds out your on the sauce again."

"I'M NOT DRUNK!"

Back on the farm, two of the Chameleons stood side by side as they compared the two brunettes' talents. Sure Peggy knew how to suck cock, she just hadn't done many. "Your right, Captain America's gonna be one lucky guy." one of them stated.The guys would have one of the girls suck them off then they'd switch places. The incentive for the girls to try hard was that the winner wouldn't have to get her ass reamed later, not that with the drugs they really needed an incentive. But even under the influence of the drugs the girls still had enough free will to not want a painful butt fucking. If told to they'd happily comply, but if given a choice they could reject the idea.

"mmmmppphhh, mmmmppphhh, mmmmppphhh." the girls took as much of the big cocks as they could into their mouths without gagging, Peggy seemingly able to get an inch or so more that Wonder Woman. But even Peggy was still too innocent to get more than 4 inches of the two inch thick monsters past her lips. The men were enjoying the efforts being put forward by the two drugged women. They would like pictures of the slobber dripping off the girls' chins and covering their swaying breasts, but that would mean stoppingand they could just get some pictures later on anyway.

"But I think your right." the other commented as both girls feverishly pumped with both hands while trying their best to be the one to make one of the men cum first. The first one to get the deed done would be the winner. "Maybe we should give them something else to put in their arsenal."

"Like what?" the other asked innocently, as if it mattered. But while the old geezer of their group was busy repairing the transport devices they might as well have a lot of fun.

"Considering they both have great tits why not tit fuck them?" Both sets of large breasts were already lubed up with spit that was dripping odd both girls' chins and as far as he thought, ready for action.

"Not that they'll remember, but what the hell?" the other chuckled.

Moments later Diana and Peggy Carter knelt side by side holding their DD tits together with their forearms as the men squatted slightly to thrust their big cocks up between two of the nicest natural sets of human tits any of them had ever seen. Both brunettes had firm round orbs topped with youthful pink areolas, Diana's being slightly larger at about the size of a silver dollar.

"Know what would be fun?" one of the men asked the other with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I think I'm thinking the same thing. After we get our transporters fixed we go get some more stuff and come back to yesterday and play with them again." the other one laughed back.

"WE REALLY NEED TO NOT BE CROSSING OUR OWN TIME STREAMS AND BE MAKING MORE PARADOXES." came the shout from the kitchen. He did his best to ignore the group in the next room as he used a small portable ion laser to cut precisely measured strips off one of Wonder Woman's bracelets. The metal strips had to be cut to within a few microns on every dimension to be effective. It wasn't hard work thanks to the ion laser, but it had to be done just right. The difference of a few microns outside the limit could mean a difference of 10% in the jump. Try jumping from say the 1850s into Europe in the 1950s and one could end up in the middle of the Battle of the Bulge instead.

Wonder Woman from the future snuck up on Charley Masters' home. She pushed a few commands on her armband control pad and a faint blue beam shot out to cover the house. She looked at the display which indicated nothing was seemingly unusual and that no one was home.

Diana warily walked around the house to find the back door left open. She saw the remnants of dinner on the table, two half eaten plates of scrambled eggs and sausage parries and wondered where whoever was eating had gone. Why would they just leave and not clean up first? Why was the back door left wide open with no one home?

Unless they were visiting neighbors this was quite odd. And if they were visiting they could be home any minute. Diana hit the controls on her armband again and pointed it at the table. He scanner analyzed what was on the table as she looked from side to side to see if anyone was coming. Her face showed surprise as she looked over the findings moments later and realized what the drug cocktail would do to her, or any woman. "This explains why my memory is foggy and the reports are so vague." she mumbled under her breath. She had seen these readouts before and recognized the DNA enhancer that targeted herself. To her this was verification of her earlier thoughts that her case now was connected to her case in her past.

Diana raced off into the night, towards the next stop on her way out of town. Supervisor Isaac Witherspoon's home was just a mile or so away. Diana ran back out on to the sidewalk and headed west.

Two minutes later she was on a roof top looking across the street at what should be the man's apartment. She scanned the building quickly to find no one home again before jumping across the street and landing on the roof. She dropped down onto his balcony off his top floor apartment in the 5 story building.

Diana peeked in through the wood framed glass French doors trying to see any sign of something useful in her quest. The apartment was dark with no lights left on limiting what she could see. Diana tried the door knob to the French doors and found them locked. She pressed her right palm on the wood at the middle as she looked around to see if she was being watched then gave a quick strong push. The loud crack made her cringe as she looked around again before stepping in.

Diana tip toed through the apartment checking the kitchen, bathroom and finally the single bed room. Not seeing anything standing out she raised her right arm and again used her armband's scanner. Diana bit her lip finding traces of sperm from over a dozen men, all but one at least 3 months old. And finding traces of several women, none older than a few months. "Very odd." she mumbled.

Finding nothing of any real use, Wonder Woman left the apartment to be on her way to the farm about 4 miles away. She headed west running at a quick but comfortable pace passing several cars along the way.

Back on the farm, the young looking black man sweated as he carefully and slowly continued to cut the metal strips. He had made enough to get each of their arm bands working and when he finished this one they'd each have a spare. That would finish off one of the bracelets and he could cut up the other one later, after they had jumped to a different time and were once again hidden from the ever searching temporal agents.

The work was tedious and took concentration, so much so he didn't see the warning icon light up on the I-phone as it sat a few feet away on the kitchen counter. The tough metal had to be worked in just the right way and beside a micrometer the only tool he had that would work on it was his ion laser. The small devise fired an intensebeam that was thinner than a human hair and hotter than the sun. But it wouldn't work much longer, the low battery indicator was lit, giving him another reason to wait before cutting up the other bracelet.

As he sat hunched over the kitchen table, using a micrometer to check his progress, he did his best to ignore the sounds of slapping flesh and the screams of pleasure as the drugged young women enjoyed a fringe benefit of the drugs, orgasm after orgasm. "OHHH MYYY GODDDD!." Peggy Carter screamed as she had another one. The man working was doing his best not to keep count, but his other selves kept announcing the count.

"That's seven she's had just for me." one of them loudly and happily proclaimed.

"OHH YEAH, OHH YEAH, SQUEEZE MY TITS HARDERRR." Wonder Woman screamed with urgency.

In the living room two of the Chameleons sat side by side on the sofa with Wonder Woman and Peggy Carter straddling them. Kneeling on the sofa and facing them as they bounced on the huge cocks. The pain was etched on their faces as they both had their hands on the back of the sofa. One of the men groped Wonder Woman's big bouncing tits while the other massaged Peggy's tight round ass. "How can you call yourself Wonder Woman if she wins?" the one groping Diana's tits asked tauntingly as a why to make her push through the pain and discomfort, using the Amazon's pride against her. In an Amazon's mind to loose at a contest with a mortal woman was unthinkable.Neither woman could help herself as the big cocks hurt like hell, but they also gave a lot of pleasure, but the Amazon's pride would make her endure this and even much more. And if the night went on long enough she just might endure two thick cocks in her tight pussy at the same time..

Moments later Peggy Garter gave a big sigh of relief when she heard the man she was on groan loudly. She froze in place with a big smile as he stiffened and she felt his hot man goo fill her womb.Although she was no slut, she wasn't a virgin before hand either. She had had sex a handful of times before, twice by choice.He first time being just after her 18th birthday when her uncle caught her watching the horses mate and he threatened to tell her mom what she had done and that she had one of her hands under her dress while watching. Not that his story would have been true, but as a young teen she would have been too embarrassed to talk about such things with her mother and there was always the chance her mother wouldn't believe her. And that doubt was enough for her uncle to take advantage of her.

After panting for a moment she turned the worried looking brunette to her left and happily announced "I won." She then gave a big sigh of satisfaction before collapsing on top of the panting young black man, his nearly foot long cock still buried to the balls in her dripping twat.

Diana had a sad pitiful expression as she glanced down into the grinning face of the man she was fucking. Actually the girls had been passed off several times. They would fuck or be fucked by one for a few minutes. Then they'd switch partners for a few minutes. "You lost..Now you have to pay for that." the man chuckled at her.

Diana winced as she slowly climbed off while saying "Yes master." with dread and sadness in her voice.As Peggy Carter and the two grinning men watched she moved onto the braided rug and knelt down. She then bowed over to rest the right side of her face on the rug and leaving her tight ass and dripping pussy up in the air awaiting her punishment.

Diana and Peggy had been instructed on what was about to happen and what to do. Diana obediently held her submissive pose as the man she had just been on would be the first of the two to fuck her tight rectum. Sure her ass had been invaded the week before, but none of those men were anywhere close to being as big as Chameleon. But even knowing she was only doing this because of the drugs she would refuse to yell out or beg them to stop. She was an Amazon and to show weakness even in these circumstances was against the Amazon code. No mater how much this hurt she would refuse to let it show.

Diana took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself as the man knelt behind her. She winced slightly when the tip of his cock first pressed against her anus. "NNNNRRRAAAAARRRGGGG!." She inadvertently screamed as he gripped her hips and forced the first few inches inside. That was a slip and Diana resolved not to let that happen again. An Amazon does not scream from pain. At least not this pain. If other women can do this without screaming then so could an Amazon she told herself.

Peggy moved over to the comfy wing chair to watch while the two men took on the looser. She had her left leg up over the chair's arm and her right hand between her legs. Peggy's left hand massaged her breasts as she masterbatedwith her right. She wasn't told to masterbate, but the drug cocktail and several orgasms had her now uncontrollably horny.

Outside in the barn future Diana frowned as she examined the scratch marks in the wood made by the alien metal alloy rope. The rope itself and the cuffs were gone by now but the evidence remained. Her scanner picked up traces of the sex and the alien metal alloy from the rope telling Diana for sure that she was in the right place. Chameleon was here.

Moments later she stood in the barn doorway looking at the farm house a 100 or so feet away. There were a few lights on inside, but none outside. The yard was dark except for the light from the crescent moon and the stars as she pointed the scanner at the house, then checked the results. Three men and two females were inside. One male alone working with technology not of the age while the others were clustered together in the next room.

Diana squinted as she looked at the house a moment longer then raced though the darkness, easily covering the distance in a few seconds. She crouched against the side of the house, then crept forward to a screen door on the large porch off the back of the large farm house. She had gone after Chameleon more than once and knew the man was a genius and as slippery as an eel, but that was long ago. Since then dozens of agents had been sent after him, yet he always managed to get away. And the agents were usually sent somewhere in time or left in embarrassing situations.

Diana looked across the porch and into the kitchen seeing a young black male hunched over the table with his back to her. She slowly stood up, looking in all directions for any sign of trouble as she heard the sounds of loud grunting and slapping flesh. Diana hoped the noise was loud enough to cover the sound of the door as she reached for the handle to open it.

Diana kept her gaze on the man's head and winced as she slowly pulled the squeaky screen door open. A few seconds later she carefully stepped in knowing she still had to let the door close. "NNNRRGGG, HHHMMMPPHHH, GGRRRFFFFF." Wonder Woman rolled her eyes as the loud grunting covered the slight squeak from the hinges.

Wonder Woman tip toed across the dark porch, resting her right hand on her lasso. She pulled her lasso free at the doorway while looking in. The sounds of sex filled the air as she carefully stepped in. She was sure she was fast enough and strong enough to take down more than a few of the man and his other selves, but she was sure it wouldn't be a fair fight. There was no telling what technologies they had with them.

Diana stopped mid step and her jaw dropped half way to the man as she spotted the pile of clothing on the floor on the other side of the table. A bright red bustier and star spangled briefs were on top while her belt with her lasso were partially showing from beneath the pile. Her bright red boots were sitting off to the side with a pair of woman's flats and her old tiara.As Diana realized that the sounds of loud grunting and groaning were hers. She also noticed the coverall on the bottom of the pile. She was one of the two women in the house and the other clothes belonged to the other. That in combination with the drug cocktail her scanner detected before gave her the information she needed to know why her memory about this case was so foggy. She was drugged and raped.

Wonder Woman pulled her lasso from her belt as she tip toed up behind the intently working man. He was so intent on finishing the last strip of metal he had no idea anyone was there until he saw the golden glint flash in front of his eyes. He jumped in surprise, but before he could react further, or warn the others, Wonder Woman whispered in his ear. "You will remain still and quiet. After I remove the rope you will remain still and quiet."

Diana took a quick look around. From her standing position she could see the I-phone and it's warning indication, but that was small potatoes when compared to the three Chameleon arm bands sitting on the table in front of the man. The council's scientists would have a field day studying them, and an end would be put to his theft of Amazon bracelets. All that was known so far was that the man used Feminum, Adamantium, some Kryptonite and pieces of an Amazon golden lasso. Some of the materials he had used were nearly indestructible, but time had produced techniques and tools that made them more workable.

Diana grinned as she pulled her lasso free hearing her own screams of "BY THE GOODDDS!" She snuck up on the archway and peeked into the next room. She spotted her younger self on hands and knees, pain etched on her face as the man behind her roughly pulled her back with a fistful of her long black hair with each savage thrust. By now Diana had been recorded hundreds of times having sex and knew just by the look on her younger self's face where the man's cock was.

"UUMMMFFFF, UUMMMFFF, UMMMFFF." her younger self grunted as she was ass fucked, her large firm breast swaying and jiggling beneath her in rhythm with his thrusting. Diana never liked anal sex. Partially because like her twat her ass would be returned to it's virginal tightness, meaning it was always extremely painful. And it was also very much against the Amazon code. Although by now she had broken the rules and submitted to a man a few times, she could never submit that much.

Diana readied herself for action. The men were distracted by her younger self and her jiggling breasts while her younger self had her eyes clenched shut and her mouth opened wide uttering loud grunt after loud grunt. In a chair off to the side was a familiar looking brunette, masterbating while watching the rape.

In the blink of an eye she rushed forward, back handing the first man to the side then grabbing the one butt fucking her younger self by the throat.She pulled him away from her younger self, causing a loud plop as his big cock was quickly extracted from her ass. "I would suggest you behave." she growled at him as she also gave a stern glare at the other naked man as he slowly tried to stand.

As her younger self rolled onto her back and began masterbating like the other woman, Diana threw the man hard onto the sofa while thinking 'By the gods, look at the size of that thing.'Wonder Woman stared at the other man as he got to his feet and growled "Get over here and sit down.And remember I'm very much faster and stronger than the three of you put together." The anger from the insults this man had done to her and her family showed on her face.

As he slowly complied, Wonder Woman reached for her lasso once more. She walked behind the sofa then one at a time wrapped it around each of the two men giving them the same commands as the one in the kitchen, to stay still and be quiet. She then rolled her eyes and sighed as she looked at her younger self and the other woman playing with themselves, rubbing and fingering themselves at a feverish pace. Two sweat covered bodies glistening in the light. Two women that would do anything for another orgasm.

Wonder Woman next walked over to the unknown, but familiar looking, brunette and wrapped her lasso around her. "You will go home and shower, then got to bed. When you wake up you will be well rested even if you are a little sore. You will now stop masterbating, go into the kitchen and get dressed. You will then take one of the cars outside and go home."

Diana removed her lasso and gave the men a stern look as the young woman stood up and walked towards the kitchen in a trance like state. At least she didn't have to make her forget or give her fake memories Diana thought. She then looked down at her younger self and sighed. Now she'd have to use her lasso on herself

Wonder Woman knelt down next to herself and ran the golden rope under her writhing moaning body. "You will be still and quiet." she told her younger self as she again gave the two surprisingly calm men another stern glare. Why were they so calm she wondered, she had captured all three.

With herself she needed to be more specific with her commands. She needed to make sure the reports that would be written would match those in the historical files. "These three men are Nazi spies impersonating local men they killed and took the places of." Diana knew it was a bit of a lie, but her younger self needed a plausible story and she'd be taking them back into the future with her to face justice.And she couldn't let a report about time traveling mutants that could pose as anybody be written. Diana then took off one of her bracelets and put it on her younger self's arm to replace the damaged one on the kitchen table.

"Your drug induced sexual arousal will cease. You will get up and go get dressed taking the good remaining bracelet off the table. Your report will state that the three Nazi agents got away, when they discovered you were on to them they fled.You will say that the bodies of the three fire victims were who they were impersonating." That would cover the fact they'd be gone Diana figured. Fortunately she had the reports written centuries before as part of the files in her armband. All she had to do was tell her younger self what was in the report.

Wonder Woman removed the lasso and watched herself stand up off the floor and walk towards the kitchen. She then turned her attention back towards Chameleon, or more like the two of them on the sofa who were oddly grinning at her.

County Coroner Shane Stedman tip toed in through the screen door carrying his small black medical bag. His eyebrows arched when seeing the naked beauty that was Peggy Carter pulling her coverall and panties from the pile of clothing. The suit wearing six foot nothing slender man appearing to be in his 60s lustfully eyed the naked woman as he listened to the goings on in the next room. The fact the naked woman was under the effects of drugs and Wonder Woman's lasso made her act as if no one was there as she dressed.

Shane placed his medical bag on the floor and took off his suit jacket, hanging it over the back of the chair where his other self sat still. He was wearing his arm band in his left forearm and he quickly flipped open the access panel. A faint golden glow illuminated his face as he pulled the damaged Feminum strip out and replaced it with a good one from the table, then pocketed a spare.

"Give me a minute." he whispered into the ear of the helpless man in the chair before turning his attention to the trouble in the parlor. His skin darkened and his grey hair changed to it's youthful black color. He had been on his way to the farm when Wonder Woman passed his sedan. Parking out on the street he had then snuck up on the house in time to see the heroine sneak in.

The fourth version of the man peeked into the living room as the younger and very naked Wonder Woman walked his way. The future Wonder Woman had a stern expression standing sideways to him as she had her lasso around one of his other selves and asked "Which one of you did it? Which one of you defiled my daughter?"

"That would be the one of me in the kitchen and I helped." the fourth Chameleon announced as he stepped into the archway pointing his left arm at Wonder Woman.

Wonder Woman gasped in shock as she turned to face him, but way too slow. The golden containment field shooting out from his armband had already enveloped her. "Another one!?"

The young grinning black man arched his eyebrows as he eyed the pissed off heroine still holding the end of her lasso that was around one of his other selves. He held his right hand just over his armband as he stared back and chuckled. "All I have to do is touch the screen and you'll be seeing dinosaurs."

"You can't hold that arm up forever." she bravely grunted back. But deep down she knew she was in trouble. Sure the temporal agents would find her and come for her in time, maybe. But she also had no desire to try her strength and speed against a T-Rex or a Velociraptor."And I can command him to help me."

"Not before I send you millions of years back." the young looking man coolly replied. "Now free him and drop the rope." The containment field only worked on genetic materials, thus Chameleon had to stay ready for anything. Especially her taking off her crown and using it as a weapon against him.

Diana took a deep breath and let it out slowly as she stared hatefully at the young looking very old man. But she grunted "You are free of my lasso's effect."She then threw the end of her rope away in disgust. Sure she was mad at him and the others, but now she was even madder at herself. It had been over two hundred years since her heroine days and apparently she was a bit rusty to be caught off guard so easily.

"Get the armbands and use the lasso to free the others. And will you dumbasses get dressed." the new arrival whined. "I'm getting tired of cleaning up your messes."

"Like you never." the man grunted back as he stood up and pulled the golden rope up over his head.

"And you Queen Diana. Your madder at the man who had sex with your daughter than me. I'm the one that had sex with you, all three of your sisters,and your mother." the fourth one chuckled. As Diana stared back in astonishment the man laughed. "That's right sweet tits. I'm the original. Nearly 1500 years of bouncing around and having fun."

"We're all originals..Just from different time lines." the one that was Charley interjected.

"I will get you.I will bring all of you to justice."

"Justice?...Justice?....I made a damn invention and a hundred years later it's deemed illegal... retroactively." Chameleon whined back. "I'm only a criminal because you and your friends made me one. Making laws after the fact."

"When Earth signed the temporal accords."

"Bullshit!...You can't make laws after the fact and then enforce them in the past." Chameleon argued as his younger self freed his other selves from the effects of Wonder Woman's lasso.

Diana felt for the guy in that regard, but the law was the law. "And if you hadn't transported past the signing date you wouldn't have gotten in trouble." The man was no killer or thief, but he was a rogue and even a rapist. Not that he'd ever serve a day for his sexual activities, neither he nor his other selves ever left anyone with a memory of the encounters. Even the female agents sent after him had no udea how the ended up covered in jizz, but Diana and her daughter were a different story. Young Kara was recorded as a warning to her mother to not interfere. The teen was fucked and recorded in 2037 then the recording was sent to Wonder Woman along with the recordings of herself, her mother and sisters in 2612 as a message sayingthey could get to anyone in any time.

"I will not go to jail. I and the rest of me won't allow it." Chameleon stated.

"The more you keep running the more paradoxes you make."

"The more agents you send the more we need to run." Chameleon countered. He would be more than happy to live a linear life, and was for 18 years. Then his other selves showed up in 2037 and they caught the attention of the Sentinels. The giant robots designed to attack mutants had ruined their armbands, but at least they were stranded in a time where the materials needed for their repairs could be obtained relatively easy.

"Will you stop your yammering and just send her somewhere so we can get gone before another agent shows up?" one of the others whined as they hurriedly dressed and gathered their things.

"Shut up yourself.I had to stop by the house first just to grab the cameras and sensors you left behind." number 4 snapped at the one who was Charley. "And you still have to go back and get rid of the drug laced food before someone examines it."

"I will find you." Wonder Woman angrily snarled. "I will hunt you through all space and time to avenge my family's honor."

Diana became visibly angrier as the man just laughed at her. His eyes lit up as his right hand started pressing commands into his armband. "I told you I was the original.Mine has more functions than theirs, and more golden lasso material."

Diana's eyes shot open wide and a gasp escaped her lips as the golden light that enveloped her intensified. "It won't work as well as wrapping you in your own lasso, but at the moment it's a lot safer."

"It won't work." Diana stated vehemently.

"Maybe.Maybe not." the man chuckled back. "But it should be a good test now, shouldn't it?"

"You won't.."

"Shut up and remove your power belt. You will remain silent except to answer questions." Chameleon quickly snapped before Wonder Woman could finish. He chuckled as she stared back, seething and unable to speak as she removed her belt as ordered.

"Got the ropes, shackles and whatever else we could think of ready to go." One of the others reported as he watched Wonder Woman toss her belt out of the containment field.

"Then get out of here.And for god's sake don't all go to the same time again." Chameleon growled. The young ones could be so stupid sometimes.

"Your not coming?"

"Not just yet.I and my old friend here have some things to settle."

Chameleon watched as his other selves, along with some of their things, vanished one by one to be going who knows where and when. The man then turned his attention back to his , at the moment, helpless captive and his shoulder that was by now getting sore. She had been right about that, he couldn't hold his arm out and pointing at her for very long with a two pound armband. His beam held her at bay and could control her somewhat. The piece of golden lasso in his emitter circuit feedback loop could make her obey, but only as long as she was in the beam and he didn't ask her to do anything outrageous. Once free of the beam her mind would once again be her own, but he had another ace up his sleeve.

Diana gritted her teeth as the grinning young black man next ordered. "Remove your top. It's been a while since I've seen a queen's tits." He enjoyed his captive's anger when he referenced his taming of her mother when she was a young woman, long before Diana was even born. Sneaking on to Paradise Island to bang the queen was a highlight of his life.

Less than a minute later Diana's body trembled with pent up anger as she tossed her bustier to the side. She would refuse to cover herself, she would not give him the satisfaction of even looking like she was trying to keep her modesty. She then seethed as Chameleon slowly walked from side to side chuckling as he took in the view. But Wonder Woman's face turned from anger to fear for a second as the grinning man stooped and had a big smile when he looked down at her lasso on the floor where his other self had left it after freeing his other selves.

Keeping the containment beam pointed at his prisoner Chameleon squatted down and picked up the looped end. He tossed it into the beam near Wonder Woman's feet and laughingly said "Wrap it around your waist."

Diana hated it, but she had no choice. In the glow of a containment field made with a piece of her own lasso she had to obey that simple command. Diana stared hatefully at the man as she slowly squatted down and picked up the rope hoping for just a moments lapse before it was too late, but that wasn't to be.

As Dianapulled the loop down over her head Chameleon picked up the other end, still keeping his containment field around the dangerous heroine. Only when the loop was snug around her waist did he give the commands "You will be still and quite. You will only speak to answer my questions." He then relaxed his posture as he dropped his now sore arm and the beam turned off.

"When will they contact you next?" Timing was everything. He didn't want to be around when the communications portal was opened and her friends from the future came looking if she didn't answer. Or worse yet, be in contact with her if they initiated an emergency recall. Being sucked backed into the future with her could be very bad for him.

"Just after midnight the planet and moon will align with the sun." Was her answer. Chameleon knew that would be in another hour or so. He also new the technology they used was still light years behind his design. Where they needed a strong gravitational field like Jupiter his was designed to use Earth's own gravity. The result being they had to wait until the gravitational fields of the target planet, it's moons and sun lined up in one if a few ways. His on the other hand would work at anytime.But his would only work on Earth and theirs would work for any planet in the sector. On the other hand he was planning a program adjustment to allow time travel anywhere in the solar system using his Earth centric calculations.

Chameleon sighed with satisfaction while taking in the view of the heroines big tits rising and falling with each deep breath. She was helpless now, but he could still see the fire in her eyes."Sit on the sofa and take off the boots." And he'd like to have some real fun with her, but time was too short. The future would be calling soon and there was no telling when the authorities from the present would show up. With the other Wonder Woman on her way she'd be calling in someone, that was for certain.

Ten minutes later Chameleon stood back chuckling, the heroine was stripped of everything but her crown and armband and was tied up with her own golden rope. He had her in a kneeling position, humiliating enough for an Amazon. He had her cross her ankles and tied them together. The rope then ran up to tie her hands together behindher just a few inches above her feet, causing her to arch her back and thrust her large inviting breasts upwards. The rope then wrapped around her body a few times, crossing between her breasts. He then tightly wrapped the magnificent orbs at the base a few time each for good measure, causing them to turn a dark purplish color. "Gotta love a rope that is magically as long as you want it to be." he jested as he took a moment to give the Amazon's breasts a few squeezes.

"Oh, that's right. You can't answer me.It'll be interesting to see just how powerful that command was with this little test. Too bad I won't be around to find out the answer. Maybe you can let me know someday." The young black man taunted as he stepped back from her. Besides tying her up he had also given her a special gift, a double vibrating dildo. Sweat was already glistening on her body as the 10 inch side buzzed away in her twat and the 8 inch side did the same in her ass. "Is it possible for a woman to have an orgasm without making a sound?" he asked. As a scientist he'd like to stay around and find out, but then this was an experiment he could do again in another time when he had more time.

Diana just stared back defiantly, defying the assault on her womanhood. Her face said she would refuse herself and him the satisfaction of cumming. And he knew she'd fail. "I wonder who'll find you first? Your friends from the future or the authorities of today. I bet that would be one report every law enforcement agency would want to read."

Chameleon chuckled as all she could do was stare back hatefully. She watched him get his suit jacket and medical bag, which contained no medical supplies at all.It did however hold the vibrator that was now torturing her. He was just about to leave when he had another thought. The man chuckled as he then grabbed her briefs and placed them like a hood over her head and covering her face. Next he draped her bustier over her breasts saying "Just in case some of the young people find you first."He then placed her power belt over her shoulder saying "Try not to shake the house down when you cum." Finally he stuffed her boots between her legs to make sure her gift stayed in place. "That outta do it." he chuckled as he grabbed his things then set his controls for sometime in the 1850s. He always liked the pre Civil War era. The world was such a simpler place back then. And it was easier to detect the technology of a temporal agent looking for him.

10:55 A.M. Sept. 27, 2654:

Jessie Hudson stood at the control consol in the transport room watching the digital cock tick. The room was a sparse sterile place divided into to parts. The inner chamber was just 10x10 feet square with bright white walls, ceilings and floors except for the 3 foot diameter red circle in the middle of the floor. The other part was the control booth. A small 10x5 foot room separated from the transport chamber by a large plexi-glass window.

As the double doors behind her slid opened she kept her watch on the clock while her boss, Commander William Custer, came in behind her. The man's eyes fixated on the blondes tight ass through her lab coat. Even the loose fitting garment couldn't hid the fact the young woman was built. Tight ass, trim waist and big firm tits. "Who gave her permission to transport?" the 50 something year old balding dark haired man growled.

"Uh, she did sir." Jessie answered as she bit her lip. "She is on the council." Jessie could feel his eyes on her, and smell his arousal. The Bentaren part of her genetic make up had very refined sense of smell. And she had noticed in the last six months since the man took over operations command on the space station that she interested him. Every time they were near each other the bulge in his pants would grow. And she could smell it now.

"How long has she been gone?" the dark skinned man wearing slacks and a tight long sleeve red pull over asked as the doors slid shut and he walked up behind her. She grinned when feeling his arousal against her backside as he wrapped his arms around her waits and rested his chin on her right shoulder.

"She's been gone almost ten minutes. The alignments will be right in forty-five seconds to open a channel. And if she suspects we're involved I'll be reassigned back to Earth." Jessie calmly replied.Being three quarters Bentaren, a species that only one in 27 born is female, Jessie was very sexually submissive. Back home on Bentar where she was born and raised it was expected that any female of age submit to any powerful male willing to pay the state set fee unless already carrying another's child.

"In that case when she has left you will report to my quarters and service me." The commander growled as his hands moved up her body to grip her breasts through her clothing, squeezing them in a strong firm grip to show his dominance over her. He had been checking out the young scientist for months, but just a few days before an old friend on a passing star cruiser gave him the rundown on her species. How the females would bed any man that could show dominance. A survival of the fittest situation. In a situation where there were several males after a female's attention the female would always choose the most dominate male first. And where he was the station commander that made him first in line by default providing he could show he was powerful. All he had to do was tell her in a commanding tone according to her species' mating rituals.

"I could so kick your ass, but I will be at your door at 8 tonight." Jessie answered with a lilt. She had a feeling he heard about what to do by his sudden forward actions and in fact she had been waiting for him to make a move. But his informant forgot to tell him Bentarens are much stronger than humans. Sure he was 4 inches taller, a good 50 pounds heavier and in good shape for his age, but even if she looked like a slim human female she could still military press over 400 pounds.But the most important thing was she was still one quarter human and he was an attractive man. And she had been on the station three months since her last leave and hadn't been laid in 4 months. Back home she wouldn't have gone a day without two or three males taking her services. But just jumping into bed wasn't her peoples' way."You do of course know in my culture you have to pay a fee for my service." she then informed him. Dominance wasn't always about physical power. There was also fiscal and sociological dominance. A wealthy man that could rent her for hours on end or a powerful politician would most likely be moved straight to the top of the list.

Jessie remembered back to her Day of Knowledge. Her mother had spent the previous year on instruction and the intricacies of the custom.With her 17 brothers, the required government official , the inspecting physician and some of her friends present as witnesses her mother led her out into the family's back yard. Jessie beamed with pride knowing that if she faltered her brothers would save her honor by holding her down to complete the ceremony.

Jessie, with her long blonde hair draped across her shoulders, wore the latest in fashion for the Day of Knowledge. She wore thin lacy white bra that left little to the imagination. It showcased her firm round breasts and her tiny pink areolas, a rarity on Bentar where most areolas of girls her age had already turned a brighter red color. The matching thong panties revealed her toned ass and that she had taken the time to shave her mound. And a pair of white high heels that were sent by her aunt all the way from Earth to show she also honored her human heritage, but most importantly they made her calves and ass look even better.

After a prayer by a local priest Jessie proudly ascended the steps of the platform set up between the two flowering Jaspata bushes and stood next to the government official, a judge from the local courts. The elderly man then held out a piece of paper in front of him and read off the short statement. "As attested to by the attending physician and myself the young girl known as Jessica Hudson being of three quarters Bentaren blood and one quarter human is certified pure. You assembled here that are not family are welcome to bid. The bidding starts now."

Jessie stood proud with her chin up and chest thrust out. Although not unheard of for a girl on Bentar to have breasts her size at her age, her D-cups were well above average. All in all it was expected that her ethnic beauty would bring in a hefty price and set her required rate high. But hopefully not too high, no Bentaren girl wanted to have her price set too high. Although the set fee could change, that usually came with life's changes. Someone becoming famous or having a highly important job would merit a price increase while the fee would be lowered as a woman aged or put on a lot of weight.

Jessie smiled brightly as the bids were shouted. She grinned at her best friend, Jespala, who had gone through the ritual just days before. The somewhat chunky girl had fetched 8000 credits for her virginity and her required fee was set at 4000 credits and both girls were happy it was one of Jessie's older brothers that had bid the highest. A girl could take less if she wished, but under the law if the rules were followed and a man offered the state required fee she was obligated to comply. And if more than one offered then she could use her own priorities to select who she took first.

Jessie scanned the crowd wondering who would bid the most and how much would be added to her college fund. Her face took on a shocked look as the bidding passed the 15,000 mark and kept going. Some of it was expected, being part alien seemed to interest the men. Jessie knew her mother, who was half human and the daughter of the ambassador from Earth, had garnered an extremely high price as well.

As her brothers stood in the back watching the men from the village or that knew her family another waybid on her, Jessie notice one seemed to be bidding almost anxiously. Her mom's boss at thecollege where she taught Alien Cultures and Customs wouldn't take his eyes off her and wasted no time in topping any other bids. As he bid 25,000 Jessie grew concerned her price would be set too high and scare off future admirers thus hurting her future income and reducing the number of children she could have.

When Professor Geshkin soon bid 30,000 credits Jessie did what she needed to do and set the price herself as was her right by shouting "SOLD." She knew she was considered very attractive, but if the bidding went higher she ran the risk of being valued like a celebrity. A songstress or actress of her beauty could have a fee up into the millions. Being valued too high could leave her having to negotiate whenever someone wanted her, a hassle that could turn some away. But by taking this action the judge would take into account her desire not to be valued to highly.

As the crowd cheered Jessie stepped off the platform and led the older man into the house by the hand. She led him into her mother's bedroom that had been stripped bare except for her big bed that had the ritual covering in place and had been moved into the middle of the 12x15 foot room. The bed covering was embroidered with the family crest and had a thin plastic later in the middle to protect the mattress during the ceremony.

Her brothers, the judge, her mother and a few of her friends followed into the room to bare witness while the others gathered around video monitors in the house to watch the views from the cameras in the room. Jessie paused with the man old enough to be her grandfather near the bed to undress him as the witnesses took positions around the bed. Not that on Benter a father or grandfather had anything to do with raising children. Such human concepts didn't exist on Bentar where men knew not and cared not if a child was the product of a sexual encounter.

With the final piece of clothing being the man's underwear Jessie knelt down in front of the man. Jessie smiled brightly and flashes went off as her witnesses took pictures when his 7 inch cock sprang free when she pulled his shorts down. Jessie wasted no time in starting the required oral prelude, the man had paid top credit for her and her family honor was at stake. The auction was only the beginning. She now had to fulfill the contract by pleasing the man, then the judge would set her fee based on the final bid and her prowess in bed. Actually more to do with whether or not her brothers would have to hold her down or if she cried uncontrollably. Those two things would dramatically hurt her value. It wasn't really expected at her age that she know much.

Jessie's hair brushed over her shoulders and her big round boobs swayed in her lace bra as she bobbed her head, taking nearly his full length into her mouth. Her friend Jespala had told her the taste was pleasurable and Jessie couldn't help but agree. She was however finding the flashes from the cameras distracting.

Moments later Jessie hid her concerns as the man gently helped her to her feet. He was a few inches taller than she, but that wasn't on her mind. Her mother had inherited the best of both species and she wondered if she did as well. Human women get their orgasms from sex while Bentarens get theirs from child birth. Her mother could get both and Jessie wondered if she too would get lucky in that way.

Jessie stood facing the man as he unhooked the front of her bra. Lots more flash bulbs went off as he pulled the two sides apart and bared her breasts to a man's gaze for the first time. She could hear the cheers from throughout the house as the bra fell to the floor. The cheers grew louder as the man showed his dominance over her, not that given his age he would really have stood a chance in fighting her. But it was part of the ritual. Jessie gave a sudden gasp as his strength was a little surprising when he forcefully threw her face down across her mother's bed and violently ripped the thong from her body, actually they were made to rip easily. The designer outfit was made to be used once and discarded.

Jessie laid still as the man pushed her legs apart and climbed on the bed behind her after flipping of her high heel shoes. Jessie lifted her head up to see her mom and Jespala kneeling side by side on the floor a few feet away smiling proudly at her and holding their cameras ready for the big moment.

Jessie winced slightly as she felt the tip of the man's cock press against her vagina. As he rested his hands on either side of her shoulders she took a deep breath in preparation. She felt him pull back slightly, then "AAAARRRRRGGGGG." she screamed as the man rammed in through her first hymen. Jessie suddenly found the flashes less distracting when compared with the searing pain.

Jessie held onto the special bed covering with a white knuckle grip as she gasped through gritted teeth and buried her face trying to hide from the pain. She then cringed again as the man then used his right hand and grabbed a fistful of her blonde locks to pull her head back up. More photos were taken as he then pulled back a little and lunged roughly forward again. "AAAANNNNGGGGG."

Jessie panted and tried her best to ignore the pain while hoping to god the third hymen breaking wouldn't hurt as much as the first two. The room looked like there was a strobe light inside as the man pulled back once more and lunged forward with a great effort, breaking the third and toughest membrane and burying himself to the balls in the anguished girl.

The bed cover ripped as Jessie screamed again. "OOOHHH GOOOD OOOOHHHH GOODDDD." she screamed as the man throw her face back down on the bed like he was disgusted with her and violently fucked her for over 15 minutes. And to show complete dominance he slipped his hands under her arms, putting her in a full nelson, then rolled the two of them onto their sides so everyone could see the his blood stained cock, the pained expression on her face and her magnificent tits bounce as he roughly took her.

Jessie didn't remember much of that time, but knew from other rituals she had witnessed that while taking photos her witnesses were chanting to the fertility god. With males out numbering females by such a large margin it was important for every female to bare dozens of children. Thus in their society the fertility god was of high importance. Jessie remembered the cheers as the man stiffened and groaned. She remembered feeling his seed fill her womb and how her mom beamed with pride while taking the pictures of cum dripping from her twat and blood covered inner thighs after the man had finished,and after he had given her a hard slap on the ass as a reward for a job well done. Mom then made sure to take a picture of the bloodied bed cover.

"Fee?" His friend didn't mention a fee the commander thought.

Jessie calmly took his hands in hers and pulled his hands from her breasts, and her now milk soaked bra. "On my world a high quality woman like myself would have no time left in the day to do anything else if we didn't charge a high fee for our services. Back home my standardcharge is set at 10,000 credits, but if you promise not to tell the other men on the base what to do I will only charge you 1,000 credits per session." she calmly stated as her hands started flipping switches. The clock now said it was time to contact the field agent.

"A thousand credits?" he asked. Sure she was high quality. And like all Bentaren women her body was back to it's pre pregnancy shape within a few months to lure her next potential mate. Bentaren women were best knowthroughout the sector for that. After pregnancy through their first hundred years or so of adult life their body, including their pussies, would regain their previous tautness. Males on the other hand had a short life expectancy of only 70 years or so where the women had more than double that time.

"We'll discus it more later." Jessie said sounding concerned as her signal wasn't being answered. She was allowed to take less than her standard fee if she wished, but the law forbid her from requiring more. But then again she was near Earth where the male to female ratio was more equal. Here her value would be less than back home so 1,000 credits was a fair figure she thought. And there was no way she'd ever lower herself by having sex for free.

The commander picked up on her concern and stepped over to the side to look at the numbers automatically sent by the agent's armband. It was time to be all business, but later the negotiations would start. A thousand credits was outrageous, he could get a high quality call girl on Earth for 500.

The commander had a concerned look on his face as he read the readings out loud. "Pulse and blood pressure are elevated and respiration is erratic."

"Jessie sent the signal one more time before stating "Initiating emergency recall." She hit the three buttons required for the transport and looked through the window into the next room.

The commander couldn't fully hold back his chuckle and Jessie arched her eyebrows while biting her bottom lip as the Amazon queen materialized in front of them. After a moment of shock, and Diana's bustier and belt slipping off her body as she trembled with another orgasm, Jessie loudly grunted "Damn that bastard." There was a reason they had stopped sending female agents after Chameleon. Years back dozens were sent, all came back tied up and freshly fucked. But this was a new one. This wasn't just an I got you. This was more a slap in the face of the council itself and to the Amazon race.

Jessie rolled her eyes and ran into the next room to assist the queen. William on the other hand quickly started keying in his command codes to transfer the security footage from the next room into his private files. The images of the council member tied up with her own golden lasso, naked, covered in sweat and cumming from the vibrator in her body could come in handy down the road. At the very least it could be worth a promotion and a budget increase. The images of her purple breasts jiggling as she collapsed over onto her side would be used to their fullest. This could even be used to get her to surrender her seat on the council if his other plans didn't work out.

The commander smiled smugly as his eyes locked with the queen's after her briefs were pulled from her head. The horrified expression on her face knowing he was watching as Jessie pulled the buzzing toy out of her body was priceless. Jessie had him hard, but the sight of the mighty Amazon queen covered in sweat and gasping on the floor after who knows how many orgasms had him ready to cum in his pants. And if Jessie wasn't there and he was in there alone with Diana he'd have first grabbed the end of the lasso and placed a few commands in her mind. Not that he was a bad guy, he just couldn't stand the superior attitude of the Amazons and their queen.

Tuesday June 23, 19426:42 A.M.

Peggy Charter slowly walked up the sidewalk towards the plant. She still had plenty of time before her shift, that was if she still had the job. The last things she remembered from the day before were the tall brunette chloroforming her, waking up naked and tied up in and old barn for hours with some very unusual rope and shackles. And preying to god the young lads that passed by didn't find her that way.

This morning she awoke a bit sore, but seemingly well rested. Her pussy burned something fierce and she found what seemed to be cum stains in her panties telling her that the tall brunette wasn't working alone. Where they the Nazi spies she was hunting for? And if they were why did she wake up in her own bed?

Diana Prince stood in front of the plant waiting for General Blankenship and Giles Westham to arrive and give her report. Not planning to work she was wearing a grey woman's suit and her high heels. Her hair was up in her characteristic bun and she wore her big rimmed glasses.

Peggy Carter on the other hand wore tan slacks, a white sleeveless button down blouse with a half slip underneath and black flats. She watched as older men and women of all ages crossed the parking lot to report for the day. Peggy's blood boiled when she spotted the tall brunettestanding out front as calm as could be. But that would soon change Peggy told herself. Whatever happened the night before involved the taller brunette and Peggy wasn't going to let her get away with it.

Diana had no clue as Peggy walked towards the door like nothing was wrong on a path that would take her very close. When Peggy got to within a few feet she dove head first into Diana's stomach screaming "YOU BITCH!"

Diana, caught off guard, fell backwards from the impact and lost her glasses. She did however get her right foot between her and her attacker. As Peggy slammed into her midsection like a linebacker Diana grabbed hold of what she could, the back of the woman's blouse. As she fell on her ass she got one of her feet between them and then used the other woman's momentum against her. Diana pulled back and pulled her attacker into a roll, then shot her leg outward, launching the other woman a good 6 feet to land on her back on the pavement.

Peggy paid no attention to the fact half the buttons on her blouse had either come undone or plain popped off from the move as she and the other woman both quickly got to their feet. The thought that she was right about the other woman crossed her mind as Peggy could tell that her opponent was trained to fight. She had reacted too quickly for her not to have received training.

Diana stared angrily at her attacker as she quickly kicked off her high heels, a major detriment in a fight. She was about to also remove her suit jacket when the slightly shorter brunette charged again. This time Diana met her with a quick attempt at a kick to the head, but Peggy now realizing her opponent was trained expected such a move and deflected her kick.

Peggy used Diana's momentum against her by throwing the taller woman's right foot further than planned and exposing the taller woman's back. "AAArrgg." Diana groaned as Peggy's right fist delivered a kidney punch.

As Diana fell to one knee Peggy jumped on her back in an attempt to drive the bigger woman to the ground and get her in a choke hold. But as she moved, Diana turned slightly to the right into her attacker. Then her tight arm shot up hard between the other woman's legs. Peggy's own cry of pain was lost in the louder groan from the crowd that was quickly forming around them.

As Peggy momentarily was stunned and fell to the ground holding her now even more sore crotch, Diana jumped to her feet shedding her cumbersome suit jacket. Peggy Carter stared at Diana with determination as she climbed to her feet and wasted no time in charging the taller woman again.

The crowd grew as the two battled. Fists and kicks were thrown. When the opportunity arose the women would flip the other and before anyone knew it Peggy's blouse was ripped off and to get out of her opponent's grip she had had to twist out of her half slip, leaving just her white padded bra to cover her breasts. Diana's blouse had also been sacrificed as well and her slip was torn down the middle. Diana wondered if this woman was one of the Nazi spies she was looking for. As they squared off huffing and puffing from the fight she wondered where the smaller brunette got her combat training. She was just too good for her not to have had extensive training.

As Peggy feigned with her right hand, then tried a kick to the head with her left foot.Diana caught the foot and tried to throw Peggy to the ground, but Peggy's other foot was quickly there to contact the other side of Diana's head sending her to the ground instead.

As the crowd cheered them on Peggy jumped on Diana's back as she tried to get up and put the taller woman in a choke hold. But Diana reacted quickly and turned into her attacker with Peggy on top and Diana on her back on the pavement.

Before Peggy could capitalize on her dominate position, Diana's right foot came up and hooked Peggy's neck. Peggy reacted in desperation, grabbing the front of her opponent's bra between the breasts and ripping the garment as Diana tried to slam her to the ground.

"Wha!" the Amazon gasped in shock as her breasts were bared for the cheering men. But Diana was denied the chance to cover herself as Peggy was back on her like a wild cat, straddling her and repeatedly trying to punch her in the head as Diana clutched her forearms to her head for protection.

Wonder Woman from the futureran up the rail way tracks towards the munitions factory. For her only two hours had passed in which time she had showered, borrowed two bracelets from her bodyguards and gone over the reports from the history files. She raced to the munitions plant before it was too late. Upon her return to the future there was a major disruption in the time stream and it was up to her to correct the damage. And although she'd rather be chasing down one of the Chameleons, she knew it was more important to make sure Peggy Carter and her past self were not enemies. After her return to the future she had learned just who the familiar looking young woman was.

Wonder Woman leapt up to the roof of the plant and ran to the other side in time to see two topless women squaring off surrounded by a small crowd of cheering men."That explains the disruption." she groaned to herself.She and Peggy Carter weren't best of friends in the past, yet she had no memory of fighting her topless in a crowded parking lot. But there was still time to keep a future rift from forming between them, thus repairing the time stream. Wonder Woman pushed the command code into her armband that placed in in stealth mode, making it invisible so no one would see it and ask about it.

As her younger self and Peggy Carter grabbed at each other and fell to the ground Wonder Woman jumped off the roof and charged through the crowd. No one was more surprised at Wonder Woman showing up to break up the fight than Diana Prince who stood wide eyed as wonder Woman held her and Peggy Carter apart. But there was nothing Diana could do at the moment to show that this wasn't the real Wonder Woman.

The crowd made their disapproval know by loud jeers and rude comments that Wonder Woman did her best to ignore. She stood tall at arms length in between the two combatants with her right hand on her younger self's sternum and her left on Peggy Carter. But before she could say anything another disruption showed up in the form of a half dozen military jeeps.

Both combatants gasped seeing General Blankenship get out of one of the jeeps and Howard Stark getting out of one of the others. Suddenly becoming aware of their embarrassing state of undress, Peggy dove to grab her half slip and hurriedly put it on. Diana grabbed her suit jacket and glasses, then just as quickly donned them.

"YEOMAN PRINCE! Is this anyway for a military officer to behave?" the general barked. Not that he minded the view of his new junior officer's magnificent breasts. And deep down he hoped he could see them again, soon.

"And you Miss Carter. Is this how you were trained by British intelligence to behave? Fighting half naked in a parking lot?" Howard barked disapprovingly while doing his best not to crack a smile. He'd make her squirm some before telling her she was assigned to his special project. There was no way being the cad he was that he'd let those tits get away. And if he played his cards right he'd make her squirm right into his bed that night.

Both young women stood with their heads hung in shame as the answered "No sir." almost in unison.

"I think someone should explain just what the hell is going on here." the general grunted as he did his best to hide his ogling of the three lovelies before him.

"I think I can best explain General." Wonder Woman said hoping they excepted her explanation. "Both Miss Prince and Miss Carter here were separately investigating the same case. When the Nazi agents discovered they and myself were on to them they managed to drug Miss Carter and Miss Prince, but missed with myself."

"Drugged?" the general asked.

"Yes..You will find both of them have memory lapses as to last night and even as far back as yesterday morning in the case of Miss Carter. The drugs used would leave few traces after this much time, but their memories would be severely effected in that time even to the point of seeing and seemingly having experiences that didn't happen." Wonder Woman explained as vaguely as possible and leaving out the part where both were raped.

"So what has been going on here?" the general asked.

"You will find that three bodies that were killed a short time ago are really the bodies of Isaac Witherspoon, Charles Masters and Brian O'Toole. Three Nazi spies disguised as them took their places here in the plant. They were aided in their plot by the county coroner who had also been replaced by a Nazi spy." Wonder Woman explained hoping the general as well as Peggy Carter bought into the story. On her return to the future a more detailed search of the historical files was done on her old case.

Five minutes later Wonder Woman was on her way back to the predetermined contact point with time to spare expecting company. Peggy Carter had gotten into the jeep with Howard Stark and been whisked away. The General had also ordered Diana Prince to pack up her things and get back to Washington A.S.A.P. With the villains on the run the case was over.

"And just who might you be?" A very serious Wonder Woman asked as she blocked the path of her older self while she walked back down the train tracks. Standing in her power pose she wasn't impressed with an imposter.

"I am you." Wonder Woman from the future chucked back as she looked at her younger self standing in her power pose.

The younger Wonder Woman eyed the other suspiciously. "You can't be me."

"But I am you." Future Wonder Woman chuckled back. "All I can tell you is that I am older and from the future."

"Future?" the younger Wonder Woman asked with even greater suspicion. "How?..How far in the future?"

The older Wonder Woman grinned brightly back at her younger self. "That you should know I can't tell you. But in time you will know." Then to show she was no imposter she held her arms out to the side and began to spin. She would change back before going home, but she needed to somehow prove her statement to her younger self without telling her anything she shouldn't know.

Back in the future:

Commander William Custer Manned the controls himself to bring Wonder Woman home. As she materialized on the other side of the plexi-glass he had a big smile. Wonder Woman seeing him alone wondered where Jessie was and asked "Where's Jessie?" as she walked to the door joining the two rooms.

The 5'11" older and balding man opened the doorand answered. "There were technical problems in calling you back. It's two hours later than expected and Jessica is in her quarters feeding the baby." The technical problems were of his own doingand as Wonder Woman brushed by him at the doorway she felt a pin prick on her left hip.

Wonder Woman gasped as she instantly felt extremely weak and dropped to her knees. The stunned Amazon queen looked up at the commander with questioning eyes. Her question was soon answered as the old man skin and hair both turned darker. "No?!"

"Oh yes your majesty." Chameleon chuckled as he bent over to grab Wonder Woman's lasso from her right hip.

"How?" the old heroine asked on shock. There were security protocols in place to make sure someone like him didn't set foot on the station.

Chameleon wrapped Wonder Woman's own lasso around her waist as he answered. "You will remain still. Simple really. I added a DNA masker to my armband along with an energy field inhibiter, a technology scan shield and scan replicator program."

"You won't." Diana started to argue as Chameleon held the end of her lasso in his left hand and stuck his right down into her bustier to massage her right tit.

"I Did!" the young looking black villain snapped. "There will now be some changes. When you return home you will open your island to tourists. Your Amazons will see to the comfort of all including sexually pleasing anyone willing to pay. You will charge 2000 credits for any man to enjoy the Amazon of his choice, except for yourself. Your body is from now on mine. And for your daughters, the royal princesses, the ones that are of age will have a price of 5000 and the younger ones will as well after they are old enough and I have fucked them first. Half of all money collected you will turn over to me. You will stop hunting for me and will openly except me visiting your island where I will be an honored guest and able to have any Amazon I wish for free."

"Impossible!" Wonder Woman squeaked in shock. How could he think her subjects would stand for being turned into whores? And whoring out her own daughters was just unimaginable. There was nothing she could do at the moment as he molested her chest, but there was no way her subjects would except being turned into whores.

"You will make it a royal decree explaining the coffers need to be filled and it's up to each of them to do their part. When I remove your lasso and return it to your hip you will get up and walk out as if nothing happened. You will have returned from the past and walked out without hesitation, yet you will follow my commands. You will remember not this conversation and think the whole plan is your own idea."

"You'll never get away with this." Diana defiantly replied. Someone would figure it out. Someone would stop him.

"Yeah, right.Well I'd like to enjoy you right now, but your guards are expecting you very shortly and I will be banging the hell out of your friend Jessie in a few hours. Did you know Bentarens prefer rough sex? Rough to the point where other species would call it rape?" Chameleon chuckled at the shocked looking heroine.

"You leave her alone." Diana growled at him knowing there was nothing she could do. She wouldn't even remember him telling her.

"Oh please.It's not like she's innocent. She has four kids. She's breast feeding the 6 month old and after putting the four of them to bed she and I will begin work on number five. If I smack her around enough and just plain abuse her she'll ovulate." As he spoke, Chameleon changed back to the commander and removed the lasso.

"Please no." Diana pleaded as Chameleon place the lasso back on her hip and she felt another pin prick, this time on her left shoulder. Chameleon then smiled as she rose to her feet and strode out the door as if nothing had happened. It had taken years of planning and preparation, but he now had Wonder Woman in his control. For now. He didn't expect it to work like he explained it, but it would be fun just to see how far it did go before someone figured it out and he had to run back into the past again.