The Adventures of Comet Girl


Disclaimer -- The following material is an original story by Zeta Clarke. Any similarities you may find to other stories are purely coincidental. It should not be duplicated without the permission of its author and its authorized users. Because of the adult nature of the material, this story is meant for mature audiences only.


Note from author -- This chapter takes place a few hours prior to the end of the previous chapter. Brad and Becky have been watching the comet outside by the river, when things get a little heated.


Chapter 3 -- Bound for Greatness

(Smalltown)

Becky Jensen shivered as the chilly autumn wind blew across the valley. She lay on a hillside by the river next to her boyfriend Brad. He rolled over, and pinned her down with his muscular arms. After an awkward silence, the couple hugged and kissed. The two no longer manned the small telescope behind them. It had been pointed at the comet overhead, but remained motionless now. Although he was sharing Becky's warmth, Brad still felt a little cold. He had given Becky his jacket, and now regretted that decision. Especially since he remembered the chloroform soaked handkerchief he left in the jacket's pocket. He looked up into the sky, and saw the comet overhead. He had not noticed that it was getting larger in the sky. Watching and talking about the comet in the last few minutes made Brad think of Comet Girl . He imaged himself now holding down the actual superheroine, and forcing himself on her perfect body.

"Hey, Beck, didn't you like my present?" Brad referred to the outfit he had custom ordered for Becky's recent birthday.

"I don't know. It's kinda weird. I expected flowers, or maybe even candy, but what the hell is up with the superhero outfit?"

"I just thought that might want something different."

" I told you. I am not wearing it, and that's final. Besides, I thought you promised to stop asking me about it, if I just wore the dumb mask." She recalled the embarrassing situation she suffered hours before in the bedroom. Brad had convinced her to wear the mask, and pretend to be tied up. In a moment of passion, Brad got a little carried away.

"Come on, Becky. Loosen up."

Becky rolled her eyes, and clinched her teeth. She couldn't understand Brad's obsession with wearing that Comet Girl costume. She loved him very much, but wanted her first time to be something romantic. Becky often fantasized about her first time. She wanted to have an expensive dinner, and then a walk along a warm tropical beach. Afterwards, they would go to the hotel, and then have sex on a bed covered with rose petals.

Becky pursed her lips, and shook her head. "I refuse to have sex dressed up like some kinda super bimbo! I'm never going to wear that dumb outfit! Get that through your thick head. I mean, that fuckin' thing's got less material in it than a cocktail napkin."

"Well fuck you then" complained Brad.

"Fuck you too!"

He angrily grabbed Becky by the throat, and started choking her. Becky's head bounced on the ground several times with each violent attack as she gasped for air.

Becky struggled, but could not push her attacker away. Her arms then searched desperately to find something to hit Brad with. She found a rock, and struck Brad's head with it. He swore as he released his grip around her neck. He then reached into the pocket of the jacket Becky wore. Brad took out a red handkerchief soaked in chloroform, and placed it over Becky's nose and mouth. Slowly she lost consciousness as Brad unbuttoned her shirt.

When Becky regained consciousness, she found herself tied to a large tree. The front of her body was tight against the tree's bark. She appeared to hug the front of the tree, with her wrists bound together on the other side. She struggled with the rope, but could not escape. It was getting darker now, and colder. Becky shivered, and then noticed that she now wore the Comet Girl outfit.

"Do you yield to my superior power, Comet Girl?" asked Brad from behind. He wore an outfit also. His was a black body suit, with lightning stripes stitched along the shoulders and pant legs. A large red "V" appeared on his chest, and a hood covered the top portion of Brad's face. After spending over two month's wages on Becky's outfit, he didn't have much to spend on his own. He ended up modifying a Lightening Man costume to look like Violator, Comet Girl's arch nemesis.

"Brad, cut it out. I don't want to do this," Becky pleaded. She turned her head to one side to get a better look at Brad.

"No escape for you this time my pretty."

"Brad! Stop being an ass, and untie me."

"You've been very naughty, Comet Girl. So now it's time to punish you from foiling my plans." Brad walked up to Becky, and pulled up her short white shirt. He grabbed her panties, and pulled them down to her knees. She struggled to get free, but still failed. Brad then raised his hand, and slapped poor Becky's ass. The imprint of his hand marked up her backside, as Becky cried out in pain.

"Brad. Please don't do this. I...Brad...please...noooo!" Her buttocks burned as he struck Becky again. She held back more of her tears, as Brad repeatedly spanked her.

"I've wanted to do this for months," said Brad, as he loosened Comet Girl's top. Becky's tits fell to her chest without loosing much of their shapeliness. They hardened as Brad reached around her, and groped them. The cold air made her nipples even more erect.

"Brad. Please just let me go. I don't want to do this anymore."

Brad took one step back, and then moved to the side. He reached down to remove the belt from his discarded pair of pants. He painfully struck Becky's back and buttock with the leather belt. He stopped a few times to take a series of embarrassing photos with an instant camera. Becky continued to plead with him, but Brad was completely lost in his fantasy again (like he had done in the bedroom hours before). When Becky wounds started to bleed, Brad dropped the belt. But he continued to take pictures of Comet Girl's humiliating ordeal with the camera. He didn't even take time to let the photos set, before taking the next photo. The ground was littered with empty film wrappers, and Polaroids of the bound Becky.

"Ha. I have finally defeated Earth's greatest champion. You will be ruined when I send these photos to all the Tabloids."

"Brad. I'm not Comet Girl! It's me Becky."

"You still have a little fight in you, I see. Well, I will change that shortly," said Brad as he loosened a flap on his costume to reveal his large penis. He dick throbbed, as he set the camera down. By now, Becky's red panties had fallen down her smooth legs. She was almost completely naked, except for her midsection where Brad had bunched up her skirt and top. Her back was bruised and sore. She cried out when Brad pressed himself against her. His polyester suit did not provide much comfort for her bruises.

"Prepare to be violated bitch." Brad forced his dick into Comet Girl's virgin ass. His non-lubricated member tore through Becky as she screamed. She could no longer hold back her tears. Brad had never done this to her before. No one had.

"Please stop this Brad! I'll wear the costume. I'll even be Comet Girl. But not like this. Please, not like this."

Brad continued to pump his penis into her as she begged for him to stop. He never imaged what a thrill it was to fuck such a beautiful woman. He grabbed her hips, and thrust himself deeper into his captive. It was a little awkward at first, but he quickly found a rhythm. He was so excited that he nearly came several times. But he skillfully slowed down, and prolonged his enjoyment. All the stories he had read and all the pictures he downloaded were nothing like having the woman actually in front of you. He couldn't wait to tell his chat group, he actually raped Comet Girl tonight.

"Don't do this, please!" Becky pleaded again with Brad, hoping to jar him back to reality. .She, herself, failed to notice the strange green glow from the sky overhead. Her focus was escaping this situation now. She struggled with the rope again, and was starting to loosen it. Brad still continued to boldly pounding away at her defenseless ass, forcing her to hump the tree in front of her.

Brad could no longer hold back his climax. He groaned as Becky screamed. "NNNNNOOOOOO!"

 The tree branches overhead began to explode. Although Becky felt the rope around her wrists break, she still couldn't move her arms. She was tossed into the air, and surrounded by some strange green glow. Becky felt a warm intense feeling all around her, and inside her. She hit something behind her, but it didn't hurt. Slowly Comet Girl blacked out.

 (End of Chapter 3)


Next time -- Fragments of the exploded comet crash down to Earth. We are briefly introduced to Lady Liberty and her brother Liberty Lad (remember Chapter 2?). Their father Dr. Schneider finds Becky at the bottom of one of the comet's craters, and Comet Girl tests her powers against a gang of rapist bikers.