Elle Sue McCracken walked toward the barn as the stars lit up the sky with a cascade of clear twinkles. The milkyway spilled wide and crisp across the Kansas sky making Elle feel even more exhilarated and divine. Her young, shapely body slinked through the warm darkness toward the barn and her special prize.
"Lordy, it took a whole truck of water to cool it off. I just hope it stopped smoldering." She thought as she cracked the barn door and slipped in.
Most of the animals were out in the pasture or in the corral so the barn was empty this time of year. Lucky too since her Pa would probably blow his stack if he saw what she had blown the water truck's load of water on.
It had come down around dusk. Like an orange streak it shot across the sky and hit the cornfield field with a low, heavy thud. At first, she thought the thing was a downed jet or even a large fire cracker from the fair grounds but when she ran up to the smoldering ditch, she realized it was much smaller.
"The field! It'll burn up!" she remembered the last time lightning struck and half their farm went up in mere hours. She drove the water truck to the burning ditch and used all the water to soak the ground and the smoldering, watermelon sized mass lodged at the head of the trail. It took several hours but she finally cooled the thing to take a closer look.
"A meteor! Way cool!!" she gasped as she pried the rock loose with a shovel. Surprisingly, the thing was way lighter than a rock and she had no trouble dislodging it and getting it into the back of her truck.
"This oughta fetch some big bucks at the county fair! A meteor this size oughta be worth somethin' big!" she thought dreaming of the car she would buy and the dream date she would have with Billy Joe Tarnahan. She had dumped the now cooled rock in the barn behind some hay bails and decided to wait till late to get it back into the truck and haul it into town. Her friend Peggy would hide the thing till the fair. They were best friends.
She turned on a light and walked toward the horse stall she had placed the rock in. Suddenly, she stopped cold as she heard someone moving in the stall. A set of flashlight beams wavered then disappeared as she turned the lights on.
"Brenda. Brenda is that you??" Elle whispered half hoping it was her teen, trouble making sister. "if its you, ya'll are in big trouble bein' out this late." Elle said softly.
Elle herself was a 21 year old southern bell beauty with long, curly, blonde hair, a fit, shapely body and long, tan legs. She wore her usual summer get up of cut off jean shorts and a tied off shirt around her bra. She was in that sexy girl stage and wanted everyone to know she was something hot. Her parents hated it more than anything since she attracted boys like honey attracted bees.
"I swear! If ya'll are in here I'll.. OH MY.. MMMMBBLMM!!!" The barn fell silent.
"Its good you could come along Linda" Diana Prince said as the warm Kansas wind wiped through her hair. The car blared country braking the monotony of the endless wheat, corn and rye fields and the constant rush of wind. Her and Linda Danvers cruised down the two lane road in Diana's red BMW convertible, lazily listening to tunes about broken hearts, lost dogs and cheatin' boyfriends without a care in the world.
"No problemo Diana." Linda replied slumping back, opening her red checkered blouse and closing her eyes to the warm summer sun. "Um. Linda. What are you doing?" Diana asked taking another sip from her bladder buster big gulp. "Oh. yeah right. Can't get a tan anyway. I keep forgetting I'm Supergirl when I don't have my costume on. Do you ever forget?" Linda asked sitting up and buttoning herself.
After nearly a minute of long silence Diana replied, "No."
"Oh. well anyway, Kirbyville should be coming up pretty soon. The map says about another twenty miles or so." Linda said trying to wrestle the map against the wind. She finally ended up folding the map in eight thousand wrong ways until it was a creased pile of paper at her feet.
"Super job Linda." Diana said with a grin as she sucked down the last of her diet Pepsi.
The circumstance seemed rather preposterous. Two superpowered heroines, one who could fly nearly the speed of light and the other with an invisible jet matched by no man made technology on Earth, driving in a convertible to the middle of nowhere. That's what they both thought too. But, the long hours, the case loads, the saving the Earth from total destruction stuff warranted a nice, easy assignment.
Steve Trevor had given Diana the task of checking out some mysterious meteor activity in the mid-Kansas area near a town named Kirbyville. It was low profile and he told her to take her time. Instead of hopping in her jet and scooting straight to the job, Diana decided to take a leisurely road trip across country to see how mortals did things. Those Family Vacation movies just couldn't be true and she was determined, with her overflowing optimism, to prove that things are nice. Linda had hitched a ride after being rather busy for a few weeks and they loaded up the BMW and scooted.
"Are we there yet?" cried Dru getting up from the back seat and rubbing her eyes. "I've gotta go. you know." Both Linda and Diana rolled their eyes. "You know, we could have shaved nearly a day and a half off our trip if we hadn't brought "Wonder Pee-Pee" along." Linda said, putting on her sun glasses.
"Oh I'm not that bad." Dru whined patting Linda on her back and taking up roost behind her head braiding the blonde's long hair.
"Not bad?? I don't mind making a rest stop now and then but, by Hera, do you have to eat every hot dog, ice cream bar and slushy you see? No wonder you're always ready to go." Diana said sternly. "Well, I'm just sampling the mortals' food. Just doing what we're here for, learning how mortals do it." Dru replied rocking her head to Garth Brooks. "Besides, we'll be in that old Kirbyville place in a second and you need that gas stuff anyway."
"By Hera! So I do need gas. I do so hate male technology. Always some catch to it." Diana said looking down at the blinking E on the gas gauge. "I could fly us there you know. I don't have to spin in a circle either." Supergirl said with a teasing grin. Diana looked over at the blonde, who's eyes were closed and who was enjoying the braiding job Dru was giving her. Then Diana smiled.
"LINDA! Your CHEST! You're getting sun burned!!!"
Quickly Linda jumped forward trying to cover her chest by buttoning her shirt and, at the same time trying to fish some lotion from her bag. As she lunged forward, she pulled Dru with her ponytail and slammed the teen's head straight into the back of the passenger seat.
"OOWW!!!! That's not funny!!!" Dru whined grabbing her head. Linda and Diana started laughing.
It was a den of hicks. "Stucky's! Nay even the demons from hell itself could not conjure such a name." Diana said looking over at the truck stop.
"No wonder Thelma shot that truck driver." Linda added watching the herd of overweight, out of shape cowboy wanna-be truck drivers milling about.
"Oh boy! I wonder if they have any hot-dogs??" Dru added staring in awe at the mammoth, forty foot tall, mechanical cowboy waving to the passers on I-182.
Diana drove the car up to the "cars only" section of the huge parking lot, past rows and rows of grinding, chugging diesels and parked.
"Let's eat first Diana. We can get that smelly gas stuff later." Dru said nearly somersaulting out of the back of the car.
"Oh no! Not eat first. I would have never guessed Dru." Diana said mockingly with her and Linda exchanging grins and getting out.
Dru ran up and burst through the double glass doors staring about in awe at the rows of postcard displays, souvenirs and cheap paraphernalia. Little did the spunky teen know that her entrance nearly stopped every heart in the place and silenced every sound, including the jukebox.
Dru, against Diana's sensible dressing wishes, decided that Kansas was just too hot. She wore a Wonder Woman tee shirt with the big W logo across her chest, cut halfway up, It hung just over her perky, plump 39 inch breasts. After her bout with Dr. Lactose, she now remained a permanent size 39.
Her hips sported super short jean shorts that she bought, on the recommendation of some high school girls in a mall just outside Kansas city.
"They're the latest thing." The girls said winking and giggling at each other.
"Yes but they look so tiny and torn up. Are you sure they'll stay on?" Dru asked.
"Oh sure. They're made to look like they were chewed up in a lawn mower." The girls just had to get Dru out of that stuffy schoolgirl's outfit.
They even recommended the cowgirl boots she now proudly wore. Little did Dru know that those girls had made her up to look like a grade A country flirt. The two ponytails were the kicker making almost every male heart stop beating in the diner.
If Dru was the opening act, Linda was the main show. The six foot two plus blonde slowly sauntered in wearing her own pair of thigh high jean shorts. Her top was a checkered, country girl shirt which she had knotted under her large breasts and wore like a bra. Being Kryptonian had its benefits and one of those was having tits that defied gravity. Who needed a bra.
Linda looked at Dru, then tipped her shades and focused her super hearing. Those hearts were pitter pattering like a herd of race horses and she sprouted a tiny smile.
Sadly, however, the show came to a screeching halt as Diana came in. Hair in a bun. Body covered with a thick, tacky summer dress draped like a Moo Moo. Huge clogs. Those black rimmed glasses of hers and a purse the size of Texas. The problem was, her bout with Dr. Lactose left her rather permanently "enlarged" herself. Having a pair of size 42s wasn't too bad except for the way Diana dealt with them. With no belt on the dress, the dress ran out, over her breasts and dropped straight down. No one could tell there was a slim, muscular waist, curvaceous set of hips, long legs or a killer body that could pop a hundred men's corks. She looked like a fat woman wearing one of those typical fat woman dresses. "That must be their mom." One of the old men whispered to the other. "Ooo. can we get this Diana!" Dru exclaimed holding up a mailbox carved to look like a squirrel. "No." Diana replied automatically like a tape recorder
"How about this??" "No." to the matching his and hers towel racks shaped like two grotesque wooden hands. Diana calmly perused the postcards not even looking over.
"ooo and what about this." Dru said immediately forgetting the other two items and going right for the Stucky's etched tree stump beer tap and cooler.
"No. Won't fit in your room." Was the automatic reply as Diana tried on a pair of pointy ended, white, "starlet" sunglasses.
"Jesus Diana. Get out of the Seventies already." Linda said handing Diana a pair that made her look like the terminator.
The three continued to shop around a bit with Dru shaking up every snow scene ball. The crowd slowly got back to work doing just about nothing. Finally, the three got in line to be seated. The gum chewing waitress, who looked like the only female in the establishment, chomped her bubble-yum as she lead the three heroines to a booth at the far end of the restaurant.
"Au tres vooose ladies." The woman said rather mockingly as she let the three pass and she walked behind.
Every once in a while a soft whistle or sigh rang out from the sweaty tables of men. Supergirl grinned as she could hear the comments even down to the slightest whisper.
"Man I wouldn't mind pokin' me that blonde."
"Hoe baby look at that girl with the pick tales. I could fuck that fer days."
"Look at the size o those hooters. I bet that blondie could fuck a bull near ta death."
"Say, I just think her outfit is just the tackiest." Supergirl stopped grinning and looked across with a sour face. Then she smiled again as she watched two men with bandannas around their necks talk to each other and drink tea.
"ARE YOU WHISTLING AT ME! ARE YOU WHISLTING AT ME!" Diana lunged straight into a big trucker's face who was sitting at the counter. "Um. uh. no mam. not whistling.. at you." he stammered. ". good.. Just see that you don't." Diana replied calming down then strutting off with her nose in the air. "Were you whistling at me?. "Dru started to ask with a hopeful, sheepish grin being the next in line. A super shove from behind sent the teen staggering away from the grinning trucker and to the booth. Linda walked past with a smile and sat down pushing Dru on the other side of the circular booth and sandwiching Diana between them both.
"Oooo, look Diana. Home cooked meals!" Dru said with saucer shaped eyes.
"Yes, home cooked if your house is in the seven level of Hell." Diana replied eyeing the large fold out menu with pictures of every meal so nobody could mistake what they were getting. The waitress walked over, chomped her gum and watched the three fish out of water look over their menus.
"Oh it all looks soooo good! I'll have." Dru started.
"Remember!" Diana said gruffly. "Your body is a temple. Don't fill it with Mans' degrading food."
"Oh. ok. I'll take the garden salad and a Pepsi. ok a diet Pepsi." Dru said pouting and staring down at the table.
"Good advice honey." The waitress said tapping Dru on the shoulder. "Ya'll end up big as a heifer if you eat like these ol' boys in here. And fer you mam?"
"Tea, dried wheat toast with no butter and a side of carrot sticks with celery." Diana replied. All three women stared at Diana for a long, silent moment. Then the waitress shook her head. "Whatever hon."
"Is your bacon low fat?" Supergirl asked.
"Mine is honey but the house's ain't. Sorry sunshine but we use 100% real pork bacon fried down home style. Shoot, the griddle's always got's at least an inch of grease on it." She replied with a grin. "Good. I'll take five orders of bacon, five orders of sausages, five biscuits and gravy and. oooo.. A diet Pepsi." Supergirl answered handing the menu back. The waitress's eyes nearly fell out of her sockets, "Y'all sure about that diet Pepsi now, sweety. Wouldn't want you ta cheat yourself nor nothin'."
"You're right. Make it a large, regular Pepsi and throw in that chocolate cream pie over there." Supergirl added. The waitress eyeballed the bombastic blonde then walked away.
"I hate you." Diana said out of the corner of her mouth as she started to read the local paper. Supergirl grinned knowing that even an amazon princess has to watch her weight, unlike a Kryptonian who can literally eat a ton of pork fat and not gain an ounce.
The waitress brought over the drinks then stopped as though she'd seen a ghost. "Oh shoot! Its Bubba and his boys!" she cursed. "They must've gotten' off mining early. Kirbyville's been digging up somethin' lately and paying anyone to do the dirty work. That means Bubba."
Dru and Linda turned and looked out the window to see two pickup trucks with about 8 men a piece drive up, weaving and sliding through the dirt. They pulled up next to Diana's car and they all hopped out hooting and hollering at the "Yuppy mobile". Some of the guys started flipping through the loose clothes in the back until one of them held up a bra. Then they really started howling.
"Shoot. Look ladies. Ya'll might want to scoot your tushes out the back way. Them boys ain't the polite type if ya know what I mean. And it looks like they've been drinkin' again too." The waitress said with a concerned look on her face as she, Dru and Linda watched one of the cow hands wear the bra and dance about like a goof.
Diana merely continued to read the paper, not breaking one bit of her concentration. Dru and Linda looked across at each other and grinned. "Oh. do you think we should??" Dru asked like an over acting scared rabbit.
"Oh no..not bad men." Linda replied doing a Home Alone face.
The doors burst open and the herd of 16 men came rushing in laughing and screaming. They grabbed beer from behind the bar, knocked truckers and farmers off their stools and took their "usual" tables, which happened blocked the door.
"Wellllll nowwww! What do we have here!" shouted a big, tubby, aging man who was undoubtedly Bubba. Him and his boys stared straight at Dru's and Linda's perfectly smooth, tan bare legs and started to hoot and whistle. Everyone else in the place stared at the ladies in the booth knowing, that in a few minutes, they were going to watch three chickens in a pit full of wolves.
"Howdy pertty lady. M'name's Bubba but my friends. they ALLL CALL ME BUBBA! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Bubba bellowed acting as though his joke was original and leaning way in over Kara so he could get an real good look at the "them hooters". "Looks like yer packin' a few cantaloupes there missy. My but they sure do look sweet."
"Oh nice charm Bubba," replied the waitress from the side, "a real ladies." "SHUT YOUR TRAP YOU DRIED UP OLD BITCH!" Bubba said firmly and gruffly under his voice making the older waitress back off and grow teary. "God only knows what man ain't had that snatch o' yours you slut." He added. His chorus of good ol' boys, seemingly versed in their cues, broke out in laughter. Bubba turned his attention back toward Kara. "Oh do you really think I'm pretty?" Kara asked innocently, crossing her long bare legs and shooting the room a wide view of her perfect thigh. Suddenly, before she knew it, Bubba grabbed her and hoisted her up and into his arms. "Yer as perty as that Pamela Anderson babe on Baywatch honey and I knows cause I'm a female con-I-sewer."
"That's right. Bubba's a real ladies man." One of the men added. "He's even dated some of them city girls from Wichita." Bubba nodded in agreement at this major accomplishment. "Um. uhhh well . Bubba." Kara said trying not to inhale the man's breath. "You've nearly swept me off my feet." She added slowly pulling his big paws off her ass. "Tell you what. Let's have a contest."
"Contest? What kind of CONTEST." Bubba asked getting a bit ticked off at the blonde's odd behavior.
"Well, little old me and little old you can have an arm wrestling contest." Kara said like a little girl walking her fingers up Bubba's chest. "If I win, you have to." for a long moment Kara looked about thinking there was absolutely nothing she wanted from this jerk. ".. to buy everyone's meal in the house and wash her car." Kara said finally pointing to Diana who was still reading the newspaper without looking up. "Sure, I'll wash yer mama's car and buy but, what do I get's in return?" he asked leaning in real close. "Why, anything you like." Kara said batting her eyes. "GIIIIRRRRLLL Yer a dern fool! Bubba's the county arm wrestling champ." One of the men blared out as they all started to snicker. "Oh dear me. what have I gotten myself into??" Kara said sitting down at the table nervously and putting her arm out. Diana just rolled her eyes. "Oh! Can I be her cheerleader?" Dru said innocently jumping up and down, getting every man hard from her bouncing like a schoolgirl. "Sure, honey. You can cheer then you can do some other things when I'm done with your friend." Bubba replied with a shit eating grin as he sat down. His hand lunged out and grabbed Kara's with a forceful smack. "Now, you ready? This ain't gonna hurt. much." He said grinning. "Oh I hope so." Kara said with her voice dipping into a deep, demonic tone.
"One-two-three-go" Bubba counted down then slowly applied pressure. Kara immediately started rolling her arm to his side, staring in pretend shock. Her hand sank deeper and his disgusting grin grew wider.
For the longest time Kara kept his arm at bay, taunting him with less than an inch till victory. She gritted her teeth. She gasped. "Oh no. I've been tricked." She toyed. Bubba was nearly ready to burst in his pants thinking how this blonde bimbo fell into this.
Suddenly, his expression changed. His arm was swinging the other way. Bubba's expression turned to shock and confusion. "Oh, I'm so glad I use those Jane Fonda work out tapes." Kara said innocently not even breaking a sweat.
Bubba was grunting and blowing gas out of every vent as he tried to level off her arm. It felt like fighting a car jack. He just kept going farther to her side growling and gritting his teeth. Kara crossed her legs and looked about as though holding is arm was like holding a cup of coffee. "Go KARA! Go KARA! Go KARA!" Dru yelled breaking the silence that had now sank over the dumbfounded hicks. Their boss, their master, their idol was now almost an inch away from defeat, struggling with all his might against a woman less than half his weight.
Then, Bubba sucked in and applied his last ounce of effort. Suddenly, Kara's express changed. Her arm was swinging the other way. She shifted her weight a bit to compensate but the guy was gaining ground. Dru's chanting suddenly grew softer as she could tell Kara wasn't acting anymore. "go kara? Go kara? Go kara?"
The arms were midway and Bubba was now back high on the hog. Kara reached to the side of the table with her free hand to gain some leverage but it was no use. His rate was increasing and Kara was now gasping and clenching her teeth. Her face and arm were now sore red and she was twisting in her chair trying to do whatever she could to stop his advance.
Then, with one final, in your face yell, Bubba threw in his last ounce of strength and slammed Kara's arm to the table nearly throwing her off the chair in the process. He then jumped up and screamed like a football player scoring the winning touchdown, "Who's the MAN! WHO'S THE MAN! YAAAHHH BABBBBYY!!!" he screamed letting his friends applauded and praise him.
Kara just sat staring at her arm in disbelief. Dru stood motionless as well, knowing this wasn't part of the act. Suddenly, Kara was jerked up off the chair and thrown over Bubba's shoulder, his hand slapping her ass with a meaty whack. "YEEEHHHHAAAA!!! Its a GANGBANG!" he screamed as he hoisted a struggling, kicking and wiggling Kara through the restaurant, down the back hall and toward one of the small rental sleep rooms used by truckers to get some shut eye.
Before she could act, Dru was grabbed from behind by her tits and her legs were snatched up off the floor. The gyrating teen was also carried down the hallway by the rest of the gang. "Yeah! We're gonna fuck the spunk outta you missy."
Diana turned the newspaper over, finishing the last of the crosswords and took a sip of tea. The restaurant had completely cleared out except for the crowd in the back rooms. She got up, left a twenty on the table and slowly walked out.
"No, please.. I was only joking." Kara said as Bubba forced her into the room and to her knees. "You see, I'm really bad at this kind of thing. I used to be a nun and.MMMBMMMLM!!"
Bubba slammed the buxom blonde up against the wall and sucked down a big kiss with his hands manhandling her huge tits. Using his weight, he pinned her to the wall and started groping the crap out of her.
In the next room, four men were having a fun time grabbing and groping Drucella. The spitfire teen kicked and slapped and tried her best to get them off but there were too many and they were too strong. They grabbed her T-shirt and, in moments had it ripped away. Grabbing her legs, they pulled at her shorts, pulling them down her struggling, twisting body.
"Wheeee doggy! Look at that there snatch. Must be virgin country." One of the men yelled. Hands were all over Dru's tits, mashing, massaging and groping them with abandonment. The men grabbed her legs and spread them as one of the guys unzipped his pants and moved his hips between her thighs. "Ah this is gonna feel good." "NOO!!!" Dru arched back as the man's thick cock parted her vaginal lips and pressed inward. Dru screamed and whined as he pushed deeper, making the teen gyrate frantically. A forceful hand grabbed her bangs and wrenched her head back. Dru was suddenly bent over backward and staring a cock eye to eyes. The teens screams and protests were reduced to grunts and moans as her mouth was filled with the stiff penis. Two more men, each holding her from the sides, started mashing and sucking her large breasts like madmen. "YEEHHAAA! Its milkin' time!!"
Bubba had Kara's T-shirt nearly torn off and was feverishly massaging her bare breasts. Kara let lose a punch that sent Bubba staggering back. She tried to run past him but he easily caught her. The crowd of men watching in the doorway started to cheer as Bubba whipped off his belt and started calf tying Kara like she was in a rodeo. He then picked up the arm bound blonde and tossed her writhing body on the bed. He leapt on top and pulled her shorts off, throwing them to the crowd.
"EEEEWWW WEEEEE BABY! Ya'll ain't had it till ya had it from Bubba!" he screamed as he unzipped his pants and pulled out is huge cock. Kara screamed and started kicking him but he easily parted her legs and slipped down onto her bucking body.
"NO! NO!. YOU CAN'T! NOOO!!!" He pressed his dick against her lips then parted them and slid himself slowly in. Kara reeled back from the disgust and horror, screaming for him to stop. Bubba merely grabbed her torn T-shirt and stuffed what was left in her mouth. "DIANA!!!" Kara cried but nothing but muffled whines came out.
Diana snuck around the side of the restaurant, keeping an eye on the doorway. "Stupid girls! I guess I'll have to do something about this." She took off her glasses and began to twirl. Suddenly, a thick gauze pad came clamping down over her nose and mouth. Before Diana could finish, she was grabbed from behind by two sets of strong arms. She struggled and fought but one of the men had her by her legs and the other kept the chloroform soaked pad over her nose and mouth while his other arm held her close by her stomach. They picked her up and carted her toward an unmarked, white van sitting behind the restaurant. The chloroform soon took its toll and Diana slowly slipped unconscious as the van door slid shut and the vehicle took off.
Bubba was banging the crap out of Kara now. The two lay on the bed with Bubba slamming his meaty dick into her like a steam piston. "Not so smart NOW are we BITCH!" he screamed in her face as he continued to fuck her.
Kara looked past the drooling men in the doorway and across at the struggling mass which was Dru and her rapists. The mass of men swelled and swayed as the plucky teen in the middle was getting fucked, tit groped, mouth raped and ass banged all at the same time.
"Got to do something. " Kara thought. She then looked up and saw a glimmer of hope. Using all her concentration, she focused and tried to shoot a beam of heat vision. Normally, she could cut through the side of battleship with ease. Now, just making the beams visible was nearly impossible.
Bubba started to tense and Kara was following suit. He arched back and yelled as his cock exploded inside her. He panted and groaned and slammed his hips into hers to force every drop into her. Kara shook and came as well. The experience seemed to be an energy booster or something. She used the sexual energy and focused her heat vision once more. Her eyes burst with red energy which struck the sprinkler above her.
Suddenly, bells sounded from everywhere and the restaurant exploded with geysers of water. The men gang banging Dru stopped for a split second cursing the ice cold water. Dru, seeing her chance, bit down on the cock in her mouth as hard as she could. The yell was blood curdling and Dru was immediately dropped to the floor. Like a little gopher, she crawled and slithered between the still doused and confused men and out into the hall.
Kara, using the last of her strength, reeled back like a cobra and planted a melon cracking head butt straight into Bubba's relaxed and climaxed face. He immediately rolled off of her, groping his now bleeding face in pain. The men in the hall were running everywhere. Some to get out of the water, some to catch Dru. Kara sprang up, spit out her T-shirt and bolted out the door. Cowboy boots don't work very well on a slick, wet tile floor and the men were slipping and sliding like beginning ice skaters. Kara managed to do a few somersaults and rolled out into the Kansas sun past the screaming, cursing men.
Dru was already in the BMW, trying to start it when Kara jumped into the back seat. The cowboy's hog-tie still had her arms bound and she sat in the back seat naked and tied, twisting and trying to break the leather. "Get MOVING DRU!!" she screamed.
"I'm trying. Where's Diana??" Dru asked.
"She can take care of herself! Just get us out of here!" Kara screamed again as she looked back at Bubba and the men coming out of the restaurant.
Dru continued to turn the key but with only a click coming from the engine as the crowd grew closer. "YOU HAVE TO PUT IT IN PARK!" Kara screamed. Dru, now remembering her driving lessons, slammed the car in park, then cranked the engine. The car started and Dru hit the gas only to make a loud WHIRRRRRR. She then slammed the car into drive and the wheels whipped up a cloud of dust and dirt spraying Bubba and his boys.
As the car took off down the road, Bubba got into his pickup and a
bunch of men piled in after him. "No pussy is gonna humiliate ME!" he screamed
as he planted the pedal to the floor and tore off after them.
The BMW took off like a rocket, plowing into the left leg of the giant waving Stuckys cowboy. The structure started to creak and sway. Bubba's pickup took out the other leg and the huge abomination came crashing down on the water drenched, fire bell ringing restaurant caving in the roof.
"WHELP," said the cook walking out of the wreckage with the waitress holding him, "I gotta say those ladies did a lot more damage than them X- Women bimbos did when they came through here last month. Thought I'd never get that Juggernaut character to leave."
"DRU! They're gaining!!" Kara screamed looking back.
"Can't you do something?? Fly! Shoot rays! Throw a bus at them??" Dru yelled trying to keep the car on the road.
"Don't you think I've tried! My powers are fucked and so are we if they catch us!!" Kara replied. "Shit, he must have that pickup sooped up or something! They're getting closer!"
Kara then focused her heat vision again, this time at the truck. First a short beam, then a bit longer, then shorter, then longer. Suddenly, the BMW rolled to one side as Dru weaved past a large semi. Bubba weaved to the other side, blocking Kara's field of view. For a few moments, the steel truck was between the two heroines and their persuers. Then, all of a sudden, Kara felt a surge of power. The semi past and the pickup had fallen behind. She sucked in and gave it all she had. The two beams lashed out and basted straight through the pickup causing the engine and the entire front end to exploded into a thousand pieces. The rest of the hulk scraped the concrete and twirled about, finally ending up in the ditch at the side of the road. Finally, a satisfying explosion sent a fireball up into the mid afternoon sky.
With a simple flex of her muscles, Kara easily broke the belt and threw the leather out. She looked back with her now returning super vision to see Bubba and his boys stagger out in safety. Dru drove naked in the hot sun for nearly twenty minutes till they found a nice turn off. They drove in for a bit, then stopped at a large man made reservoir. The BMW pinged and knock as the last fume of gas was used up. Dru got out and immediately spun in place turning into Wonder Girl. Kara did her quick change act as well.
"What happened back there Kara? What happened to your powers?" Wonder Girl asked.
"I don't know. It must have been Kryptonite but I didn't feel it until. until. until I locked hands with Bubba." Supergirl replied thinking back.
"Do you think Bubba had some Kryptonite on him?" Dru asked.
"Probably not a lot. Maybe more like Kryptonite flakes or dust. Maybe under his nails. Heck, they were so dirty there could have been a carrot farm under them." Supergirl replied. "Didn't that waitress say they were minors?"
"Yes, they were working in Kirbyville.." Both heroine's stopped for a long moment.
"THE METEOR!"
End of Part 1.