Tales From Delta City #2: If at first you don't succeed, Alpha Alpha Again By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Professor Pervo, Professor von Despero, Alpha Woman, Alpha Girl, Ms. Americana, Flag Girl, Azure Angel and the other heroines of the She Legion are the creation and property of Mr. X. Stupendous Girl who gets a mention in this story is the creation of Rook. All other characters are my own creation. Feel free to use them in your own stories as long as you try and keep their characters in line with what is depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com Author's Note This story is set in the same reality and time line as my Delta City PI and Nevada Jones stories. It starts about the beginning of Delta City PI #38 and continues on after the conclusion in #39. Despite this, I tried to make this story enjoyable as a "stand alone" and doesn't require you to have read my other stories. The only advantage of having done so is you will recognize some familiar characters. Professor Pervo stepped into his subbasement labratory in Bridge's mansion on the billionaire's private island with a scowl on his face. The reason for the scowl was that he had been looking forward to "conditioning" a new Aphrodite bride for Bridge. The prospect of working on the younger sister of one of his previous works had been especially intriguing, but Sandor and those stupid fucking incompetent pirates he had hired to help with the capture had bungled it and they had come back empty handed. Well, at least he had another project to keep him occupied, he thought as he glanced over at the two curvy figures lying strapped to lab tables with programming helmets attached and beeping now and then as they worked. Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl had showed up on the island looking for him and he had barely managed to deactivate Bridge's automatic defences in time to keep the brainless bimbos from being vapourized as they stood wringing out their auburn hair on the beach. The twits had even boasted of their superior detective ability in finding him, not realizing it had all been the work of the subconscious homing beacon he had designed them with. They couldn't find their large asses with both hands tied behind their backs, but they were literally incapable of NOT finding him. They were afterall his creation, his private genetically engineered heroines who would deliver up their mouths, asses and pussies to him whenever he uttered one of the subconscious commands he had implanted in their tiny minds. Pervo had called the morons "home" so he could fix up some defficiencies in their programming. His original idea had been to design them as his private fuck toys. They were supposed to be programmed to try and find him and then he would endlessly defeat them using the subliminal phrases he had implanted them with. That part had more or less worked, but their programming had been interrupted by the attack of that bitch of a Ms. Americana and her blonde twat of a side kick Flag Girl. Pervo had never wanted the Alphas to be real superheroines, out fighting crime. He had given them fake identities as a wealthy socialite and her daughter. He had even provided them with a luxury condo and a bank account with enough stolen money in it for them to live a high class lifestyle. The incomplete programming, however, had caused the Alphas to go out and actually try and fight crime. They also seemed obsessed with Ms. Americana for some reason, possibly because it had been her who had interrupted their programming. They seemed intent on trying to show up her and Flag Girl to prove they were the superior heroines. In truth, they were just run of the mill Type I Aphrodites, though on the upper end of that class in terms of both strength and bust size. Both Alphas were G cups and were about as strong as three very strong men. Other than that, they had no special abilities or training. Pervo had, however, enhanced their healing factor to better serve him and to make them highly resistant to mind control by anyone but him and his special commands. Well in a few more hours, the Alphas would be fully programmed the way he had originally intended. The only thing bothering him was that he was no longer sure of the source of their genetic material. He had collected numerous samples from various heroines and other Aphrodites, but one of that damned Ms. Americana's raids on his hideout had destroyed all his computer records and he had escaped with only some of his genetic samples. It shouldn't really matter that he didn't know the source of the genetic material, but it did nag at him and cause him to wonder if there were any surprises in their DNA that he didn't know about. Pervo glanced over at the gently swelling breasts of the pair and as usual felt his cock get hard at the sight. Well, a little foolling around wouldn't disturb their reprogramming would it? Pervo smiled widely and crossed the lab to grab two handfuls of Alpha Woman's large jugs and squeeze them. Mmm, so soft and full as they always were he thought as he pulled down the red top of her one piece suit to get a first hand feel and look at those magnificent breasts. After a few minutes of fondling, Pervo slid the costume off completely to expose the neatly trimmed auburn bush that matched her hair. He could see a glistening of moisture on her netherlips as she had beeen programmed to leak as soon as her boobs were groped. Damn, he had to have that pussy again! The scientist stripped off his clothes quickly and climbed up on the lab table, positioning himself between those long, muscular legs, but careful not to disturb the programming helmet. He pulled her legs farther apart and sighed as he slipped his hard cock into her moist tunnel. Alpha Woman gave a soft unconscious moan of pleasure as she was penetrated and Pervo felt her warm pussy clamp tighter about his cock as he began to thrust in and out of her. His hands cupped a massive breast in each one and squeezed while he began to drive harder and faster into the pseudoheroine. As usual, it didn't take long for his balls to begin to twitch and Pervo knew he was going to cum with a few more thrusts. Should he cream pie her or shoot his load over those wonerful tits again? It didn't really matter did it? Whatever he chose, he could do the other the second time or with Alpha Girl. An explosion suddenly rocked the lab and Pervo found himself being thrown back and out of Alpha Woman just as he came and his cum splattered over the woman's breasts and stomach. Picking himself up off the floor, Pervo staggered over to the security monitors to see what was going on. Many of them were blank or filled with static, but he finally found an external camera and gasped at the picture on it. It showed the area near the swimming pool in back of the house and a woman stood there with a rocket propelled grenade launcher on her shoulder. Zooming in, Pervo saw that he recognized the woman in the skin tight black suit and he cursed her with all his considerable vocabulary. It was the blonde private eye who he had once tried to condition for Bridge. She had somehow escaped along with Bridge's third wife / Naomi. Pervo didn't know how the woman had managed to resist the conditioning attempt, but apparently the bitch held a grudge. Pervo watched the woman turn and walk away twoards the cliff and he forgot about her for the moment as he turned the external camera to examine the mansion above him. The wing that held Bridge's room was totally engulfed in flames and the fire was quickly spreading to the rest of the mansion. Another explosion rocked the lab as some machine or cache of weapons blew up. His lab was two levels down from ground level, but Pervo knew it wouldn't be smart to hang around. Even if the lab survived the explosions wracking the mansion, the place would soon be crawling with the damned authorities that Bridge had manage to keep at bay due to the island's standing of being in international waters. Pervo grabbed his laptop and turned towards the secret exit that would take him to the motorboat he had hidden in a cove near the mansion. He paused as he recalled the Alphas. He didn't want to lose them, but his own life was the only real important thing. If they survived, that would be all to the good. If they didn't, he had the means to recreate them. They didn't matter as persons, he just needed hot wet pussies he could fuck whenever he felt like it. A larger explosion rocked the lab and the lights flickered which decided Pervo and he took off at a run without a backckward glance at the Alphas. * * * Several days later ... Alpha Woman moaned and sat up, the helmet falling from her head. The room was mostly in darkness with just a few flickering lights from emergency power. It took her a moment to realize she was naked and she stared down at the white crusty gunk on her breasts and stomach wondering what it was. "What happened? Where am I?" said a voice to her left and Alpha Woman looked over to see a girl who appeared to be in her late teens, dressed in a bikini with a red top and blue bottom adorned with white stars and what looked to be a slightly styalized letter a. While the girl looked familiar, Alpha Woman couldn't put a name to her and then she suddenly realized she didn't know her own name either. "I, I don't know," admitted the older woman as she began to cast around for some clothes. "I'm afraid I don't even remember my own name." "Me either," replied the teen. "Hey did you know you are naked? What's that white gunk all over your tits?" Before alpha Woman could respond, the teen leaned close and stuck out her tongue to take a lick at the flaking white substance. "Hmm, it tastes like semen," she said wrinkling her nose. "Hey, how did I know that if I can't even remember my own name?" "Beats me," said a somewhat embarrassed Alpha Woman as she located a red and blue swimsuit that she assumed was hers and put it on. "It's got a letter a on one tit just like mine," said the auburn haired girl. "I wonder if that means we are related or something? Eww, gross if that's true. I licked your boob!" The older woman decided it was best to ignore that possibility for the moment as she looked around the room they were in. "This looks like some kind of mad scientist's lab. It gives me the creeps and I think we should get out of here." "Yeah, this place gives me the willies too," said the teen. "Hey, I just noticed you are wearing a mask." The girl's hands went up to her own face. "So am I. I wonder if we were at a costume party or something? Maybe we are superheroes?" "I'm not sure," replied Alpha Woman uncertainly s she stood up and then lifted the heavy looking lab table she had been lying on with relative ease. "I do seem to be pretty strong alright, so maybe you are right about the superhero thing." Alpha Girl picked up her own lab table just as easily and her face broke into a huge grin. "I bet we are real top notch heroes with strength like this. I wish I knew what our names were though." "Maybe you are my sidekick?" suggested Alpha Woman as she examined the younger woman. "Why do I have to be the sidekick?" replied the younger woman petulantly. "I mean you look a whole lot older and all, but it was your generation who fucked up the planet so badly. Maybe if you forget the agism, I could be the primo hero and you might be my loyal sidekick." "Whatever," muttered Alpha Woman as she started to move towards the door out of the lab and then stopped. "Maybe we should look around first for anything that might tell us who we are and how we got here." "I don't see any papers," said Alpha Girl looking around. She picked up a USB drive from a table and examined it. "Isn't this one of those thingies you stick in a computer to hold stuff? Maybe it's what we are looking for?" "It could be," admitted Alpha Woman. "I don't see a computer around, so let's just take it with us and get out of here. The older woman took the USB stick and dropped it into her ample cleavage as the skimpy costume certainly lacked anything so practical as pockets. * * * The passage outside the lab and the steps they found leading up were strewn with debris. The smell of smoke was everywhere, even when the pair poked their heads out of a trap door and scrambled out onto the ground to find themselves near the top of a cliff. "I think we are on some kind of island," said Alpha Woman looking around and then she pointed across the water. "I think that's Delta City over there." "I think you're right," agreed the teen. "How come we know the name of the city and not our names?" Alpha Woman shrugged. She was tired of admitting her ignorance and thought it didn't look good for a senior hero to not have any answers. Despite the younger woman's protests, Alpha Woman was certain that she was the one in charge. She had caught a glimpse of herself on some of the glass panels in the lab and she didn't look that old. Season and experienced, not old she told herself. The lab they had woken up in seemed to have been in the basement of some large building that was now little more than a smoking ruin. Even the large swimming pool was choked with debris and the water a black mess. "I don't see anyone around," said Alpha Woman turning in a circle. "It would have been nice if someone had bothered to search for us. That looks like an awfully long way to swim." Alpha Girl nodded in agreement as they walked away from the cliff and the ruined mansion towards the lower, beach end of the island where they stumbled across a decrepit looking boat. It was dirty, lacked an engine and had only one oar. "You row," said Alpha Woman as they pushed the boat into the water and climbed aboard. "Why do I have to row?" whined Alpha Girl as she picked up the oar with a look of rebellion on her face. "Well, my costume has a capital A on it and yours has a small a," replied Alpha Woman. "I think that clearly means I am the senior heroine and you are my sidekick." "I still don't thnk that means you got the right to make me do all the work," grumbled the teen as they set out towards the distant city skyline. They hadn't gotten very far when another problem with the boat surfaced as it began to leak and take on water. "We need to do some bailing," said Alpha Woman looking around without success for anything they could use. "Don't look at me, snapped Alpha Girl. "Im busy rowing remember? How about using your top? I bet those big cups would hold at least a galloneach." After some more procrastinating and futile searching for alternatives, Alpha Woman removed the top of her suit with a ripping sound that transformed the one piece suit into a makeshift bikini. She transferred the USB stick to her bottoms and began to bail with a vigour that made her large boobs bounce enticeingly. Alpha Girl watched the movement of those large boobs with hypnotized fascination for a moment before resuming her rowing. Damn, I hope she isn't my grandmother because I'm starting to crush on those big babies of hers. Halfway to the city, it became apparent that no amount of bailing was going to keep their leaky craft from going down and the two women contemplated abandoning ship and swimming for it. "No worries, we got you!" said a new voice and the startled duo look to the rear of the boat where they saw a blonde haired woman and a pair of dolphins who had begun to rapidly push the sinking boat towards the city. The blonde's skin had a gray waterproof sheen to it that resembled the skin of the dolphins and she was wearing a mask that doubled as swim goggles. "Thanks for the lift," said Alpha Woman as she tied her top back in place and stepped out of the boat onto the docks, closely followed by Alpha Girl. "Are you a superhero too?" she asked. "My name is Dolphin Woman," said the blonde. "These guys are Raz and Taz." At this the two dolphins squealed a greeting and somehow Alpha Woman got the impression they were disappointed her boobs were covered up again. "Um, wellneither of us can remember our names," said Alpha Woman as the blonde treaded water and seemed to be expecting a name in return. "I have no idea of what to do or where to go now," she continued miserably. The blonde looked thoughtful for a moment. "Try to get to 1369 Holmes Street," she advised. "Fourth floor. Nancy Peye Investigations. They should be able to help you. Tell them I sent you." With a wave and another round of squeals from the dolphins the blonde was gone, glad to get away from the more polluted waters near the city docks. * * * Professor Pervo slipped into the shadowy confines of the Naked Parrot bar and looked around cautiously to make sure there were none of the damned superheroines lurking in ambush. After escaping from Bridge's island, he had not been able to getinto Delta City as the military had the place surrounded and were not letting anyone near. He had been forced to go upstream to River City which was a miniature copy of its larger neighbor though possibly even more corrupt if that was possible. It should have been like being a big fish in a very small pond, but even there things had gone sour. He had tried a few small jobs to keep his hand in while waiting for news from Delta City, but had been brought down by the most incompetent superheroine he had ever encountered. The only super power Stupendous Girl seemed to possess was the ability to fuck and suck her opponents into unconsciousness. When he had woken up in jail, he had been forced to bribe his way out which fortunately was quite normal in River City. Now several weeks after Bridge's mansion got shot to hell, he was finally back in Delta City trying to catch up on things and set himself up in business again. The dingy dockside bar was only a quarter full and Pervo was almost to the bar when he heard his name being called. He looked around and managed to hide a grimace as he saw Professsor Von Despero waving at him. The man was an overrated braggart, but it wouldn't do to ignore a colleague, so Pervo ordered a beer and crossed the room to join his fellow scientist. "What's been going on around here?" he asked as he sat down, "The military had this place sealed off and I wasn't getting much news up in my hideout in River City." Von Despero shrugged. "I was away on Council business when that happened. Apparently there was some kind of a demon invasion that the super bimbos thwarted somehow, probably while flat on their backs as usual." "probably,"agreed Pervo. "Sometimes, it seems like they have a fucking guardian angel looking over them. How are things with the council? Are you looking for some scientific expertise?" "The Council is in a mess at the moment," replied Von Despero. "After the demons were defeated or whatever really happened, the Council had mounted a mission in Delta City. Council Commander and Baron Van Stiga were trying to retrieve some power object and prove which one was best suited to lead the Council. That stupid bimbo Elsa was involved somehow and virtually everyone involved except Elsa ended up in jail which is where most of the super villains are at the moment as they somehow got caught up in the whole demon business. The city is pretty dead at the moment, so I don't think either you or I are going to have much luck finding someone who needs our brainpower." [Author's Note: See Nevada Jones #1 to 9 for more details on what the Council had been up to.] "So how did you manage to not end up in jail with the rest of them?" asked Pervo conversationally as he took another sip of his beer. "They were using muscle for the job," answered Von Despero with a sneer. "I had some beautifully crafted creatures that would have made short work of those two new heroines who put the wrenchin the whole plan. Neither Council Commander or Von Stiga wanted to listen to me and you can see where that got them" Pervo wasn't sure how some of Von Despero's genetic monsters would have been much use in retrieving whatever the object had been, but he feigned curiosity anyway just to be polite. "Oh? What had you whipped up this time?" "You know those face huggers from Aliens?" asked Von Despero. "I modeled them after those things. No acid for blood of course since I didn't want them dissolving the lab or even the super bitches. What fun would that be? I have a whole swarm of the things that would put their tube cocks into any opening they could find and you couldn't get them off until they blasted a load into their victim." "Sounds like fun," agreed Pervo. "Yeah, but they have a limited lifespan and now I don't have a mission to use them on," complained Von Despero. "I suppose I could just unleash them on the city, but where is the profit in that? All I would get out of it is the fun of watching the super whores try to round them up without getting their brains fucked out. " "Better than nothing," Pervo pointed out and they both smiled at the images running through their minds. * * * With no money for a taxi or even a bus, it took the Alphas some time to walk from the docks to the address the dolphin woman had given them. As they were just walking in the main door of the building, a woman came out of the manager's office and went by them then stopped to sneer. "Oh fucking great, just what the building needs! More big boobed bimbos." The woman was gone before either of the auburn haired women could think of a suitable response. The elevator didn't appear to be functioning, so they trudged up the stairs on tired feet. On the third floor landing, an oily haired and sleezy looking man stood smoking just under the large "No Smoking" sign. "Hey nice tits," said the man staring at their heaving chests. "You two looking to make some money with those fun bags?" As he spoke, he pulled out a couple of grimy business cards from his shirt pocket and handed them to the women. 'Phil Gold. Photographer to the Stairs' "Stairs?" asked a puzzled Alpha Woman looking around the stairwell as if she was expecting to see his studio there. "That was just a little typo," replied Phil with a grimace. "My fucking useless brother-in-law has a printing business and he gave me a good deal on my business cards. It turns out he either needs glasses or to learn how to spell." The two women eased past the photographer and made their way to the fourth floor where they quickly located the office with "Nancy Peye Investigations" on the door. When they turned the knob and went in, they found a buxom, young blonde sitting at the reception / secretary deskin the outer office. The woman looked normal enough except she was glowing and constantly changing colour from red to blue to green and every shade inbetween. "Oh, can I help you?" the glowing woman asked as she noticed her visitors and then seemed to remember she was still glowing and suddenly the light was cut off. Alpha Woman had been about to say something like "this might sound weird, but a woman and her two dolphins sent us here" but suddenly it didn't seem so weird considering everything they had seen and heard since entering the building. Instead, she just said simply, "We came to see the private detective, um Nancy Peye right?" "Oh, Nancy is um out of town on another case," said the formerly glowing woman. "My name is Christine and Nancy's partner Cindy Kelly is handling all new cases while Nancy is away." "Could we see her then? asked Alpha Woman as she looked around the office and saw two doors, presumably leading into inner offices. "Sure thing," said Christine and she pressed a button on an old fashioned intercom on her desk. "Hey boss, you got a couple of potential clients out here. You want me to send them right in?" There was a crackling reply that neither of the Alphas could understand, but apparently Christine did and she waved them towards the left hand office. When the Alphas stepped into the inner office, they found another redhead just standing up from behind a battered desk to welcome them. "Please come in and have a seat," said the private detective as she gestured them towards her two guest chairs. "My name is Cindy Kelly." Alpha Woman regarded the private eye for a moment. The woman was a good six inches shorter than her own six feet and lacked the bust of an Aphrodite, probably topping out with a mere C cup. Her red hair was a couple of shades brighter than her own auburn which had a hint of brown in it. The detective kept looking at her expectantly and only then did Alpha Woman realize something was expected from her. "Um, I er, that is we don't know our names which is why we came to see you. I am hoping you can help us find out what they are and what happened to us." "This is going to be the easiest job I have had then," said Cindy. "It took me a moment since we haven't met in person, but I recognize you from seeing your pictures in the paper. You are Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl. I doubt you are imposters because of the mask and well er the size of your chests." "I told you we might be superheroes," said a triumphant Alpha Girl. "And I said that if that was true then you would be the sidekick," smirked Alpha Woman before turning back to Cindy. "That only solves half our problem though. We don't remember what our secret identities are either." "Er, well I don't know them either," replied Cindy and looked a little embarrassed. "You two never belonged to the She Legion, so probably they wouldn't know who you are either. Um, in fact I don't know how to say this, but you two aren't exactly really popular with most of the other heroines in Delta City. "Why not?" demanded Alpha Woman,her green eyes flashing and her formidable chest thrust forward even more than usual. "Well, again to be honest," replied Cindy tearing her eyes away from the dual cannonballs of the angry heroine. "You two often seem more concerned about shoing up the others,especially Ms. Americana and Flag Girl, than you are in actually fighting crime." "I see," said Alpha Womancoldly and thought about getting up to storm out and then stayed put when she remembered she didn't have anyplace to storm out to. Finally, she blew out a sigh which did marvellous things to anyone looking at her chest which Cindy was attempting not to do, or at least not too openly. "Since I can't remember much before we woke up a few hours ago, I really can't dispute your assessment. I just don't know what to do." "What about that computer thing I found?" asked Alpha Girl. "Oh yes, I had forgot about it," said Alpha Woman brightening up considerably. She fished the USB stick from her cleavage which had the effect of exposing one of her nipples and once more Cindy tried her best not to notice. "We found this in the lab where we woke up. Maybe it will tell you something?" Cindy took the USb drive and plugged it into the laptop that she had inherited from Nancy along with her Honda Civic. "Hmm, a lot of the files on this thing are pretty technical and way beyond me," said Cindy after several minutes of browsing the drive. "All this stuff seems to come from Professor Pervo who certainly lives up to his name. Ok, there is a Word file here with stuff in it about you two." Cindy went silent for a moment and then darted a glance at her visitors before going back to reading some more. She did this several times and it was starting to make the Alphas nervous. "What is it?" finally asked an exasperated Alpha Woman. "You are looking at us like we grew horns or something." Nope," replied Cindy a bit absentmindedly. "Been there, seen that and you don't have horns. Um, just how old do you two think you are?" "Um, she looks about 18 and I'm probably about 25," said Alpha Woman quickly. There was a derisive snort from Alpha Girl at the second number and Alpha Woman flushed. Ok, maybe 29, she amended, "but that is as high as I will go," and she shot Alpha Girl a look that dared her sidekick to contradict her. "I dont know how to sugarcoat this," said Cindy after another moment of staring at the computer screen. "What would you say if I told you both that you were no more than two years old?" "That's ridiculous," snapped Alpha Woman. "Any fool could do a better job of guessing our ages than that!" "Well yeah if you two are normal," agreed Cindy turning to look them in the eyes. "From what Pervo says in these files, you two were genetically engineered and grown to adulthood at a vastly accelerated rate. You are both physically about two years old, though your bodies appear to be 18 and er 36." Cindy gave Alpha Woman a slightly apologetic smile as she said the second number. "Hah!" smirked Alpha Girl as she looked over at Alpha Woman. "29 eh? Who were you trying to kid?" "I don't belive you," exclaimed Alpha Woman, ignoring the snide comment of her sidekic. "That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard." "Well Pervo might be lying," replied Cindy calmly, "but I can't see why he would bother to make up a story like that for his own records that he didn't expect anyone else to see." Alpha Woman sat there in stunned silence for a few moments and a suddenly worried Alpha girl joined her mentor in that state when the seriousness of what they had been told finally sunk in. "But why would he do that?" wailed Alpha Woman at last breaking the silence. I mean if he hates superheroines, why would he create us?" "Er, his name being Pervo is probably a pretty big clue," offered Cindy with another apologetic smile. "Also, according to this file, he um wanted to create the perfect fuck toys, er I mean sex slaves for him to play with." "But how would that work?" asked Alpha Woman. "As heroes, we would of course do our best to arrest him and foil all his evil plans." "It um seems he built in some subliminal commands that you would have to obey," replied Cindy looking uncomfortable. "I don't think that is very likely," declared Alpha Woman. "We are both superior women who could not be so easily dominated." Cindy sighed. She had been afraid it would come down to a demonstration and she glanced at the list of commands on the screen to pick out one of the more innocuous ones. The whole thing reminded the private eye of some kind of obscene human version of those smart speakers people were going nutso over. "Alpha: Show me your tits" she said to the Alphas. Without a moment's hesitation, both Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl pulled down their tight fitting tops and the red haired private eye found herself looking at two pairs of large G cup hooters. "Why did we do that?" wailed Alpha Girl as she made no move to cover herself, but only stared in confusion from her mentor to Cindy. "I, I don't know," said Alpha Woman who also was making no move to cover herself. "It is just a fluke. A trick." Cindy sighed again and once more looked at the list of commands on her computer screen. "Alpha: Play with your pussies," she said. Again without hesitation, both Alphas slid their hands into their bottoms and began to masturbate. Quickly moans and gasps of pleasure filled the small office. "Hey am I hearing what I think I am hearing?" asked Christine as she stuck her head in the office door and grinned. "We were um, just testing out some subliminal commands," said Cindy hurriedly looking at the computer again. "Alpha: Stop what you are doing and remain still," she said to her two visitors. Imeediately the Alpha stopped playing with themselves, but their fingers were frozen inside their bottoms and the scent of musk and sex was still permeating the room. "Huh!" exclaimed Christine. "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes." The blonde stared hungrily at the large exposed breasts of the pair and then gave her head a shake. "Well just call me if you need any help with the testing," she said and closed the door behind her as she returned to her desk. "Er, Alpha: return to your normal state and get dressed," said Cindy consulting the computer once more. Startled, the Alphas removed their fingers from their pussies and hurriedly donned their tops again. "That is horrible!" cried Alpha Woman when she had regained her composure. "What can we do about that? I don't want anyone giving us orders like that again." "I can give the files to Professor Werder," said Cindy. "He might be able to figure out a way to erase the commands so Pervo can't use them on you again." "How long do you think that will take?" asked Alpha Woman. "What can we do in the meantime?" "I can't answer your first question," replied Cindy. "As for the second, I can help a bit I think. Pervo created fake identities for the two of you. Your secret identities as it were. Your names are Angela and Andrea Anderson," she said nodding her head first to Alpha Woman and then Alpha Girl. "It even seems he set you up in a pretty nice condo with a bank account, sort of like um his mistresses." "So we are really mother and daughter?" asked Alpha Girl suddenly remembering taking alick at Alpha Woman's boobs when they had first woke up. "Well, it is made to look that way," agreed Cindy. "Really though, you too are more like identical twins at different ages if such a thing was possible. That clarification didn't make Alpha Girl feel much better about what she had done. "Probably the best thing for you to do is to go wait in the apartment that Pervo set up for you," said Cindy as she wrote the address on a piece of paper. "I've also written down the PIN to open the locks so you can get in. It looks like you should find everything you need there including cell phones and credit cards. I will go see Professor Worder about your problem and get back to you as soon as I hear anything." Alpha Woman took the piece of paper in a daze and she and Alpha Girl stood up to leave. Cindy pulled out her wallet and gave them a twenty. Here, you two look bushed and this should get you a taxi to your place." Christine gave them both long lingering looks when they went past her on the way out, but neither of the Alphas noticed. * * * The newly rechristened Angela and Andrea Anderson sat on the expensive leather sofa in the front room of their luxury condo staring into space and not sure what to do with themselves. The code to get into their condo had been 402436, apparently Pervo's idea of a joke in using Alpha Woman's ridiculous measurements as the code. He had probably beeen disapointed he couldn't use a "G" in the all numeric code thought Alpha Woman bitterly. The two women were still wearing their Alpha costumes. The closets were filled with expensive designer clothes, but most of them looked unworn and still had the price tags on them. They seemed to exist only as props and not something they had actually worn. They had tried to watch some television to take their minds off things, but the first show they had encountered that wasn't a "reality" show was too upsetting. Some guy kept saying that "winter was coming" and then there was a lot of fighting and sex which had begun to trigger too many memories of their work lives, so they had shut the thing off. "Maybe we were better off not knowing this was all a fake," said Alpha Girl as she gestured with her arms to encompass the condo and their entire lives. "Everything, including us are fake!" Alpha Woman felt she should disagree and try and buck up the spirits of her "daughter", but she couldn't find the words to use, since of course the teen was absolutely correct. After a few more uncomfortable minutes of silence, Alpha Girl spoke again. "Maybe we could find a time machine and go back and change everything so it would be better?" "I don't think there really are time machines except in science fiction," replied Alpha Woman. "Besides, what would we change. If we stopped Pervo from carrying out his experiments, we wouldn't exist and what good would that do us?" Alpha Girl sighed and nodded. She picked up the piece of paper that Cindy had written the information on and turned it over to see the detective had used the back side of a take out menu. "Wong's Pizza," she read, "The Best Pizza in Delta City!" and suddenly realized she was starving. "I need something to eat and I don't think I know how to cook," said the sort of teen and displayed the menu to her mentor. "Nothing in the kitchen looks like it has ever been used," said Alpha Woman as she studied the menu and realized she was also famished. "Should we eat out or get delivery?" she asked. "Let's go out," answered Alpha Girl. "This place is driving me nuts." "Fine by me," agreed Alpha Woman. "This condo has a heated underground parking garage according to what Cindy said. I wonder if we have a car?" "Do you know how to drive?" asked Alpha Girl doubtfully. "I don't know," replied Alpha Woman. "How hard can it be? Driving is pretty normal, I mean what could possibly go wrong?" * * * "Do you know how fast you were going?" demanded the red faced police officer as he peered down at Alpha Woman as she sat behind the wheel of her Porsche after she finally pulled over in response to his siren. "About 200 miles per hour," said Alpha Woman proudly. "I was watching the instruments very carefully." "The speed limit here is only 50!" shouted the officer. "Then why do they make these cars that go so fast?" asked Alpha Woman. "I think this whole thing is the fault of the car manufacturer and not me. You should be angry at them for not designing the car properly." Officer Swenson counted to ten and then repeated the exercise a second time. He rather doubted this woman could get that high. "Let's see your driver's licence," he finally snapped out. "Driver's license?" asked Alpha Woman in total puzzlement. "Where do I get one of those?" Officer Swenson started to tell the stupid bimbo that she was under arrest and that her car was going to be impounded, but stopped himself when he took another good look at the woman and her companion. They both looked like someone had shoved a couple of volleyballs into their tops and they were wearing masks. That gave him another idea on how to proceed. "Ok, just pull into that alley over there and I think we can find a way to sort this all out." "Of course officer," replied Alpha Woman and obediently and naively drove into the alley and then she and Alpha Girl got out of their car as the nice policeman followed them in, got out of his car and started walking towards them. He stopped a few feet away and began to undo his belt. As the Alphas watched dumbfounded, the man undid his pants and pulled out his semi hard cock and gave it a wave in their direction. "If you get on your knees and do a good enough job on Mr. Big here, that parking ticket will magically vanish," said Officer Swenson. Alpha Woman thought vaguely that she had heard about men who were conceited enough to name their cocks, but she also thought they were generally much bigger than this specimen hardening in front of her. She thought "Kit Kat" would be a better name and then only if you considered one of the four biscuits. Still, getting arrested wouldnt be a good image for a heroine, so after exchanging resigned looks with Alpha Girl, the senior heroine sank to her knees in front of Officer Swenson and opened her mouth. "mmmmm, that's a good super slut," moaned Swenson as he felt the woman's full lips settle around his cock. "Let's see those big boobs while you are at it eh?" Alpha Woman glumly nodded as her tongue slid up and down the man's shaft, she pulled down her top and let her girls out to play. "You too," said Swenson gesturing to Alpha Girl. "Show me your titties and then get down on your knees beside your boss. You can suck on my balls while she blows my dick." Alpha Girl hesitated a moment and then complied. With her tits dangling down to almost touch the ground, the teen sucked one huge nut into her mouth while beside her, Alpha Woman's head bobbed up and down on the man's cock. The sight of the MILF and the teen "daughter" both topless and servicing him had Officer Swenson blowing his load into Alpha Woman's mouth in no time. "Stick to the speed limit after this," he called after their departing car as he did his zipper up and went back to his patrol car. He fired up the special Delta City Police database and made a note of the plate number and other details. In the "Description" field he put in the special code PBJIS, short for Probable Blow Job If Stopped" and then paused to consider the "Rating" field that was only enabled when certain special secret codes were entered. He typed in "10" as he recalled the feel of that warm pair of mouths on his cock and balls. * * * The Alphas made it to Wong's Pizza without any further incident and were sitting at one of the small round tables when an old Chinese woman tottered out to their table to take their order. "From the looks on your faces, you two look like you have a bad taste in your mouth," the old woman observed. "You need Wong's Pizza to help with that." "You got that right," mumbled Alpha Woman and ordered an extra large pepperoni pizza. "Make that two," said Alpha Girl swirling some water around in her mouth to try and get the taste of Swenson's sweaty balls out of her mouth. Mrs. Wong raised her eyebrows slightly at this double what she had expected order, but these two looked like they had plenty of room in their boobs and asses to store whatever calories they inhaled. * * * Delta City's Diamons R Us store might have had a silly name, but they were quite serious about their security and were paid up-to-date to the Delta City PD as well as various gangs for protection. Pervo and Von Despero knew this and decided they needed a diversion to keep the police busy while they robbed the diamon store to refresh their bank accounts. That was why they had a very large crate delivered to the Regina Secrets store in the mall on the other side of the city. When the poor minimum wage clerk opened the crate, she screamed as hundreds of what Von Despero called his "pussy huggers" swarmed out and began to cause the perfect distraction by raping anything that had two X chromosomes. Actually, a few of the things were not so hetero normal and a smattering of screams from some Y chromosome wielders were also heard. * * * Cindy Kelly walked into Professor Werder's lab, reflecting on the fact she shared Nancy's mixed feelings about the absent minded and generally well meaning genius. It had a lot to do she decided with the life size nude pinups of the She Legion that he kept on the walls of his lab and which he maintained were critical to his further research into the Aphrodite Gene. The former policewoman noticed that there was a new set of pictures now adorning the walls and that someone had gone to the effort to laminate them. That probably made the clean-up easier for Werder's all female lab assistants thought Cindy as she spotted Werder standing by one of the pictures. As she got closer, Cindy noticed it was actually a picture of Nancy and there was a suspicious white blob smeared across her breasts. When Cindy looked down, she saw Werder's fly was undone and none of the lab assistants would meet her eyes when she swept the room. "Your um barn door is open," said Cindy politely. and waited a good twenty seconds for the professor to process this, blush and reach down to pull up his zipper. He gave a small yelp of pain and there was some hasty readjustment required before he was all safely done up. "Oh hello Detective Kelly, what can I do for you?" Werder finally got around to asking. "Er, you called me and asked if I could stop by," Cindy reminded him. "I did?" Werder frowned. "I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten distracted by my work and forgot what I wanted to talk to you about." Cindy glanced at the picture of Nancy and then back to Werder. "Perhaps it was something to do with the information about the Alphas I gave you?" Werder frowned and then snapped his fingers. "Oh yes, you are right. I discovered a way to erase all those horrible commands that Pervo planted in their minds." "What is it?" asked Cindy excitedly. When Werder told her, she just stared at him in shock. "You have got to be kidding," she finally managed. * * * There had been a small TV playing in one corner of Wongs, but the Alphas had been ignoring it while they ate. Now Mrs. Wong returned and turned the sound up. "Something heroes need to hear," she said simply and stood there with her arms crossed over her chest. "This is Megan Fitzpatrick, reporting from the Southlands Mall," came the obviously excited voice of the female reporter. "About 15 minutes ago, reports began to come in of some kind of creatures attacking customers and staff inside the mall. Initial reports have been fairly hysterical with one person saying and er I am only quoting here 'the things look like those fucking face huggers from Aliens, but they don't give a shit what fucking opening they get'. " Megan looked up from the paper she had been reading the quote from and gave an apologetic smile. "Er, sorry about the language, but I felt it important to report accurately." "Both the Delta City PD and the military have arrived on the scene and I see both Chief Hawk of the police and General "Lightning Rod" Ross of the army approaching, so I will try and get a comment from them." The camera followed the reporter as she managed to get in front of the two men and push her microphone into their faces. Chief, General, can you please tell our live audience what the police and military plan to do about this incident?" Neither Chief Hawk or General Ross seemed very happy to be put on the spot on live television and they exchanged hasty glances. "Er, the Delta City PD MATS squad is setting up a perimeter around the mall to protect the city," said Chief Hawk. "What about the army General?" asked Megan turning to the red faced man. "Er, the army is setting up a perimeter around the police perimeter to make sure the city is doubly safe," came the General's gruff reply. "What about the people who might still be trapped inside the mall?" asked Megan as the two men began to push past her. "We will be sending in unarmed drones in due time to search," snapped the General as he and Hawk disappeared behind a line of armed soldiers who prevented the reporter from following them. "How long before that is done?" Megan called after them, but was ignored. Mrs. Wong turned the sound down and turned expectant eyes on the Alphas. "What do you expect the two of us to do?" whined Alpha Woman. "I mean the police and military are all over it." When Mrs. Wong didn't say anything, but just kept staring at them, the heroine blushed. "We really aren't much when it comes to heroing," she muttered defensively. "That is not what you said in interviews in paper and on television," pointed out Mrs. Wong. "I think I recall you claiming to be the greatest heroines in the city. Greater than that bimbo Ms. Americana was how you put it." Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl exchanged uneasy looks. "It's just that things have changed recently," began Alpha Woman under the old woman's merciless stare. "You are either heroes or you are not," stated Mrs. Wong flatly. "I don't think we could do much," said Alpha Woman hanging her head and unable to meet the woman's eyes. "Trying is what makes a hero, not success," replied Mrs. Wong. Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl exchanged another look and they both sighed and raced for their car. * * * A slightly dazed looking Cindy Kelly was just walking out the door of Professor Werder's lab when her cell phone rang. The red head quickly forgot about what Werder had told her as Christine filled her in about what was happening at the Southlands Mall. "What about the She Legion?" asked Cindy. "Are they on their way there?" "The entire She Legion is out of the city," replied Christine. "There was an anonymous tip that the Fish Men were going to attack either Las Vegas or Rhode Island, so the President's intelligence advisor sent the entire She Legion to Las Vegas." "But Las Vegas is land locked!" objected Cindy. "Well the President's Intelligence advisor is his brother in law's kid," replied Christine. "I think he got a certificate in flower arranging from a community college which is the extent of his qualifications." "What about Rhode Island?" asked Cindy, not sure she wanted to hear the answer. "They asked Ellen and the dolphins to protect it," said Christine dryly. "What? One person and two dolphins to protect an entire island and, oh never mind," Cindy cut her rant off as pointless. "We had better get over to the mall and see what we can do." "Aren't the police and army already there?" asked Christine dubiously. "Yeah, that's why we better hurry before they fuck things up too badly," replied Cindy. There was a pause from Christine's end and Cindy thought for a second that they had been disconnected before the blonde spoke again. "Ok, I just got a text from BB. She just got out of a class and can join us. I'll tell her to pick you up." "Good, I will be in front of Werder's lab." said Cindy. "I am just going back inside to see if he has any weapons that might help us." Professor Werder looked surprised to see her again so soon as he was carefully examining the picture of Azure Angel or at least the two most prominant aspects of her anatomy for some insight to the Aphrodite Gene. Cindy had him turn on the television and they were just in time to see a busty, naked African-American woman trying to get out of the main mall doors only to be swarmed by the creatures and dragged screaming back inside. "We need something to defeat things like that," Cindy told him as they watched the police and military continue to set up their defensive perimeters. "Oh, a simple genetic dissolving agent should do the trick," said Werder. "Those things look like some of Von Despero's work and they are always rather genetically unstable." "Do you have any of that stuff ready?" asked Cindy. Werder nodded and went to a cupboard and pulled out a couple of cloth bags with small pellets in them. "Just hit the things with one of these and POOF!" he declared. "Just be careful not to get anyon yourself." "You mean it will dissolve me too?" asked Cindy nervously as she took the bags. "Oh no," said Werder dismissively. "It is just about impossible to get the stains out. Worse than red wine on a white carpet I am afraid." * * * The Porsche screeched to a stop in front of the line of soldiers and the Alphas leapt out and hurried forward. "No one is allowed past this point," said one of the soldiers turning his gun to face the advancing heroines. Alpha Woman considered stopping for a millisecond, but then put a wiggle and a jiggle into her walk and Alpha Girl automatically followed her example. She had no clue what she was going to do or could do to help, but damned if she was going to be shamed by that old woman or stopped by mere men. The heroine had flickers of memory now how she had acted in the past and summoned those shards together as she advanced on the soldier and calmly batted his weapon aside. "Out of our way," she ordered him. "There are superior women here now to handle this situation." To her quickly hidden astonishment, it actually worked and the soldiers stepped out of the way to let them pass. "Alpha woman!" called a voice behind her and Alpha Woman turned around to see Megan Fitzpatrick hurrying towards her with mic outstretched and her cameraman puffing to keep up. "Do you have anything to say to the people of Delta City before you go into the mall to fight these incredibly dangerous creatures?" Alpha Woman thought briefly about saying something like "Ive changed my mind and will let the proper authorities handle this", but instead posed hands on hips and chest outhrust and said "I'm sure the creatures will soon be trembling and begging for mercy after encountering a pair of superior women." Then she turned and dashed into the mall. "That was the biggest pile of bullshit I ever heard," whispered Alpha Girl to her as they ran. "Yeah, I know," replied Alpha Woman in a whisper only her sidekick could hear. * * * "I think you are putting on weight," puffed BB as she held Cindy under the armpits and flew across the city towards the mall. "Dont be ridiculous," replied Cindy. "You are just out of shape from all the partying you do at university." BB grunted her disagreement, but reserved her strength for flying. Privately, Cindy decided she should try and cut down on her trips to the bakery near the office that Nancy had told her about and to put only one sugar in her coffee from now on. They touched down on the roof of the mall a few minutes later and shortly after Christine in her green, white and blue Ms. Patriot costume joined them, currently glowing white which was the colour that allowed her to fly. Cindy gave one of the bags of pellets to BB while Ms. Patriot shook her head and declined the other. "You keep it," she said and her hands began to glow red and generate heat. "I bet those things won't like how hot under the collar I can get." Cindy nodded and the three of them found a door down into the mall and entered after Christine burned off the lock. * * * Not far from the mall entrance, the Alphas found a naked man whimpering and lying in a foetal position. "Now I understand," he sobbed. "No means no and I promise to respect all women after this. Just don't do it to me any more, my ass is so sore." The Alphas gently pointed him twoards the doors and continued their now even more cautious advance into the mall. Now and then they could hear the odd echoing scream or muffled cry as they turned into the mall's main corridor. They were just approaching the entrance to the huge Wade Mart store when dozens of the creatures dropped down on them from where they had been hiding near the high ceiling. The Alphas both screamed in surprise and fear as the creatures swarmed over them. They beat back many of them with punches and kicks, but more and more of the things just kept coming and finally they were borne down under the weight of them. "Get the hell off me you littlte perverts," screamed Alpha Woman as she felt them ripping at her costume. "You aren't going to put that thing in my m ..." she heard Alpha Girl start to say and then her sidekick's protest was cut off into a muffled gurgling and choking. . Alpha Woman instinctively tried to go to her sidekick's aid, but only made it to her hands and knees when she felt something hard and dripping slime rub over her ass. A second later, the well lubricated cock of the thing rammed up into her ass and Alpha Woman gave a high pitched cry of shock and pleasure at the sensation of the deep anal penetration. Before she could close her mouth, another of the creatures slammed its cock past her lips and down her throat. Things went downhill after that. * * * Cindy, BB and Ms. Patriot made their way through the mall, disposing of any of the creatures they encountered with Professor Werder's pellets and blasts from Christine that fried any of them that got too close. They found several dozen traumatized victims of the things, leaking white globs of cum from various orifices. These they either guided to the exits or found secure rooms to lock them in until they could be rescued and treated. "I thought there would be more of these things than we have seen," commented Cindy as they disposed of another three of the things. "Me too," agreed Christine. "Maybe they are all busy some place we haven't seen yet?" That is when they rounded an escalator near the entrance to Wade Mart and saw the mass of creatures swarming over the two naked bodies. It took Cindy a moment to realize who the two large breasted women were as their auburn hair was now more white than red and the two lay in a huge spreading puddle of cum as three or more of the creatures fucked them at the same time. "Oh my god," gasped BB. "How did they ever get two of those big dicks up her ass like that?" "Healing factor," muttered Cindy as she and the blue haired flyer began to lob pellets at the creatures who were so engrossed in fucking the Alphas that they never even noticed the newcomers. In a few short minutes it was all over and the two gasping heroines lay there naked on the mall floor covered in cum from head to toe. "What do we do now?" asked Christine who was torn between disgust and the rising excitement in her pussy from her damned Aphrodite genes. "Er, this is going to seem a bit weird," said Cindy advancing cautiously towards the lake of cum and the two naked heroines. "But according to Werder, I need to make them climax in order to remove the subliminal commands that Pervo built into them. It is something to do with the taming effect. At the instant they climax, they are susceptibale to the erase command. From the looks of things, it won't take much to push them over the edge thanks to all the er work done by those creatures." Christine and BB stood watching with open mouths as Cindy waded into the puddle and reached down to begin rubbing the dripping pussies of the two heroines. "Er, do you need any help?" asked Christine hopefully after watching for a moment. * * * Professor Pervo and Professor von Despero lounged on the sofa in the latter's lair and regarded the large sacks of diamons and other precious things they had stolen from the diamond store while the police were totally distracted with the mall fiasco. They had netted at least ten million which would be more than enough to set them both up in business again and for von Despero to bail out any currently jailed Council members if he chose to do so. Turning on the television to hear the news about their robbery, Pervo was surprised to see a beaming Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl giving an interview to that pest Megan Fitzpatrick about their heroic battle to free the people in the mall. So the dumb bitches had survived the fire afterall, thought Pervo with a wicked smile. Well, a pair of tight, wet cunts was just the thing they needed to help celebrate their success and he pulled a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button which would force the stupid twits to home in on them and be captured for his pleasure. Pervo explained about the Alphas to von Despero who had nearly died of laughter and was still wiping away tears when they both heard a knock on the lair door. Pervo swaggered to the door and swung it open wide to admit the two glassy eyed heroines. "You know, I wonder how they managed to defeat my creations," said von Despero as he joined Pervo in admiring the scantily clad duo. "Beats the hell out of me," replied Pervo. "Now watch this," he said with a smirk to the other scientist. Turning back to the Alphas, he spoke clearly. "Alpha: Remove your clothes and get on your knees and start sucking our cocks you sluts." "Yes master," said the Alphas in perfect unison. Their hands reached for their tops and then suddenly formed into fists and a moment later a pair of punches connected with the jaws of the astonished men. The Alphas were glad to see the men were not knocked out, but only stunned and they quickly closed on them with a hearty dish of folow-up punches and kicks until the two scientists were no longer moving. * * * "It was good of Cindy to let us take the credit for the mall," said Alpha Girl as the two heroines once more lounged on the sofa and watched the replay of their interview with Megan Fitzpatrick on the large flat screen television. "Yes it was," agreed Alpha Woman. "We should make a donation to the Bonnie Belld Foundation she told us about. The entire reward from the diamond store seems appropriate. I also kind of liked the idea of being part of this Legion of Substitute Heroes that she mentioned. I am not sure the other heroines would welcome us yet into the She Legion and there wouldn't be as much pressure on us as we relearned things. Alpha Girl nodded. "Maybe this time around we can be real heroes?" "Yes," said Alpha Woman with a decisive nod of her head. "If at first you don't succeed, Alpha Alpha again!" The End " " !