THE TRUE WARTIME ADVENTURES OF WONDER WOMAN

Wonder Woman - Marcia and Etta Candy

Wonder Woman is owned by DC comics. The following is a work of Fan Fiction.

Prologue

Towards the end of one of the best known episodes of the ABC TV series, Wonder

Woman confronts Marcia - the German spy - in the deserted Navy offices. The TV showed Wonder

Woman winning after a tough catfight. However recent information unearthed from the Navy

archives show a different outcome to the fight and some other different perspectives on the Amazing

Amazon's wartime exploits.

Part 1

Wonder Woman crept quietly into the darkened office and found Marcia riffling through the safe.

She coughed and the German spun round. "You won't get away with what ever you are doing" she

said adopting her famous 'power' stance. "And who's going to stop me !" hissed Marcia producing a

gun from her purse. Wonder Woman smiled. "You of all people should know how useless that gun is

against me" alluding to the time when the German had seen her play bullets and bracelets. Marcia

threw the gun to the floor "I don't need a gun to take you Wonder Woman. I was Nuremberg judo

champion." "I suppose you think that is going to impress me" scoffed the confident Amazon, pulling

the door closed to prevent the possibility of escape - "Give up now before you get hurt.". Marcia's

response was to go onto the offensive. Despite being dressed in a wide skirt and heels she leapt onto

a table with great agility and aimed a kick at the Amazon's head. Wonder Woman leapt out of the

way and pushed the table over causing Marcia to tumble over. However, in the confined space, she

fell on top of Wonder Woman and the two wrestled briefly on the ground before Amazon's vastly

superior strength forced the smaller woman back. But Marcia was a regular spitfire and as Wonder

Woman charged forward she pulled a long pin from her mop hat and stabbed her opponent in the

arm. As Marcia drew blood Wonder Woman cried out and retreated. Like a tigress Marcia

advanced. She stabbed again with the needle but this time she missed and the Amazon chopped the

pin from her hand. But this did not deter the Nazi, her arms waving like a windmill, slapping,

punching kicking and throwing anything she could get her hands on at her bigger opponent. In a

more open space she would have stood no chance but the sheer fury of her onslaught caused

Wonder Woman to hold back, looking for an opening and opportunity to use her super strength. Her

hesitation gave Marcia the chance to bring a heavy picture frame down over the Amazon's head and

shoulders, briefly trapping her arms. Off balance in her red high-heeled boots, she could not stop the

Nazi from tugging at the frame, spinning both of them around until together they crashed through the

glass door of the office and went sprawling on the hallway outside.

Frustrated at her inability to obtain any advantage over her smaller opponent Wonder Woman

turned away from Marcia to free herself from the picture frame still encumbering her arms and

stifling effective movement. She made the mistake of turning her back on Marcia which gave the

crafty German a unique opportunity. She leapt knee first into the Amazon's back striking the bigger

woman in the kidneys. Wonder Woman fell forward onto her hands and knees and Marcia seized

this momentary supremacy to unclip the Amazon's golden belt and with one deft movement, and

remove it from her opponent's slim waist. Wonder Woman reeled back in shock as she felt her

superpowers drain from her mighty body. She leapt to her feet to be faced with Marcia, already up

and dangling the belt invitingly before her. She made a grab for it but the German swung it out of

reach and at the same time her right leg swung up and caught the Amazon flush in the stomach.

Wonder Woman doubled up as the breath whooshed from her body. She recovered to find Marcia

standing before her, hands on hips and smiling cockily. Wonder Woman's golden belt was now

around the Nazi's waist. "Give up, Marcia, that belt will not help you - you cannot use its power."

"Indeed, no, Wonder Woman and until you get it back from me, neither can you. We are now more

evenly matched. You may outweigh me by fifty pounds but it looks to me like fifty pounds of fat

bosom and ass. So come and get me and see how you do." Wonder Woman was shaken by the loss

of her belt but she still reasoned that her superior weight, strength and fighting ability would defeat

Marcia. She swung around and brought her red booted right foot up to strike the face of her

assailant. But Marcia knew the move, she had watched Wonder Woman do it in another fight and

was prepared for it. She seemed to have so much time. At the last minute, she brought her hand up

and caught Wonder Woman by the ankle and held her there. Wonder Woman looked at her in

shock and amazement as she struggled to hold her balance, hopping on one leg. "Now, now,

Wonder Woman! That was sneaky, I think I'm going to have to teach you a few manners" She

pushed the Amazon's leg backwards dumping her onto the floor. Marcia stepped forward and as the

Amazon rose, the German she stamped her high heel onto Wonder Woman's calf. The heroine

gasped in pain and struggled to her feet, shaking her 'dead' leg to free the cramped muscle. She

lunged forward throwing herself on her smaller opponent in an attempt to get a decisive wrestling

hold. But as she grabbed at Marcia's shoulders, the smaller woman seemed to move with her,

transferring her weight to her back foot and intercepting Wonder Woman's hands simply by lifting

her arms. Wonder Woman did not touch Marcia and suddenly she was pitching forwards, grasping

nothing, completely off balance. Holding the Amazon's arms, Marcia seemed to twist her waist and

casually threw the big woman to the ground, arms splayed and long legs waving ineffectually in the

air.

"So you see, Wonder Woman, the judo works after all" taunted Marcia. Thoroughly shaken, the

Amazon got back on her feet. The German was quite right. She had never encountered the science

of jujitsu. She circled Marcia cautiously looking for another opening. But the shock of the fall and

her aching leg, had drained her confidence. As she stretched towards the German, Marcia again

faded back and taking her arm, raised her off the ground. Wonder Woman clawed wildly at thin air.

It was no use; Marcia had her! With a triumphant screech, she powered the helpless Amazon down

across her out-thrust knee. Wonder Woman's body contorted as she struck Marcia's Natasha's bent

leg. She howled in distress at the pain in the base of her spine. The German pushed her off and

Wonder Woman crashed to the ground, her plump rear taking the full impact. Sobbing with

frustration and distress, the shaken heroine clambered to her feet, this time backing away as Marcia

now, sensing victory, advanced.

"I'd like to play with you for a little longer, Wonder Woman; but I have things to do - a busy, busy

evening ahead." Reacting furiously to this insult, the Amazon surged forward again throwing caution

to the winds in a vain attempt to snare her opponent. She never saw Marcia flying foot - a perfect

savate blow - which connected with the side of her head. Wonder Woman stopped short. Her mouth

opened wide microseconds before her long legs gave way under her and she collapsed onto the

floor. Much to Marcia's surprise, she jumped up immediately but this was reflexive action and her

long elegant legs turned to rubber causing her to stagger around the hallway grasping furniture

before crashing to the ground once more. Marcia grabbed her by the hair and pulled her erect. The

six foot Amazon stood before her, arms dangling by her side, legs splayed, eyes glazed and mouth

agape. "That's right, Wonder Woman" she heard Marcia hiss "It's time you faced the truth. Your

days as a super hero are over". Marcia's kick caught the star spangled woman square between the

thighs. Wonder Woman's mouth gawped further and she made choking sounds, gasping for breath.

She doubled over then dropped to her knees, holding her injured crotch with both hands, moaning,

"Oh I'm hurt" in shocked disbelief. She seemed incapable of further resistance but some instinct got

her back to her feet - in time to take Marcia's second and terminal kick. This hit her high to the side

of her head near the same spot as the first. Her whole statuesque body shook and her beautiful eyes

rolled. She toppled like a felled tree, sprawling across the hallway floor on her back, arms and legs

splayed, out like a light.

Marcia stared down at the beaten heroine with satisfaction, she had capitalised on the Amazon's

over-confidence and inflicted a quick but crushing defeat on the superheroine who despite the loss of

her power belt still should have been able to win using her superior strength and weight in a straight

fight. Wonder Woman had been bested by a more skilful and smarter opponent.

The Amazon Princess lay unmoving for some time. Gradually she stirred then moaning softly, she

raised her head, looking round through a mist of pain. Her head and her groin ached and her arm

stung where she had been stabbed by Marcia's hat pin. She could taste blood in her mouth. She tried

to move and found that her wrists had been handcuffed behind her back, but otherwise she was

unbound. Her tiara, and bracelets had been removed together with the power belt and lasso which

Marcia had taken earlier in the fight. She tried to clear her head. How could this have happened? In

all her career she had never experienced such a defeat. She looked around the hallway to see the

woman who had defeated her rifling through files and packing papers into a case. Was it possible

that this ordinary looking woman rustling around in her wide skirt, court heeled shoes, mop hat and

gloves could have thrashed her so quickly, comprehensively and easily ?

Marcia seemed to sense her movements and closing the briefcase came over and stared down at the

now struggling body of the Amazon princess. "Ah, the sleeping beauty awakes. I would not bother

struggling - the handcuffs could not hold you normally but as you know, I have taken your little toys

away from you. How do you feel? You will have - how do you say, a real shiner on that eye soon."

Wonder Woman was still having difficulty in coming to terms with her situation. "What did you?

How did you ? How could you?" Marcia smiled down at her big captive. "How could I - and you the

invincible Wonder Woman - almost two metres tall and two hundred pounds? I studied in Japan

with the masters before the war. That's how I did it; but your arrogance contributed to your own

downfall. You are so smug, prancing around in that skimpy costume with all the men slavering over

you. Maybe you have learned a lesson - never underestimate your enemy." Wonder Woman knew

that the German was right but as her senses cleared she tried to play for time hoping to somehow

free herself and get another shot at her opponent. "Look Marcia, see sense. You won't get away with

this. Give yourself up and I will try to help you.." "You really are so dim, you big useless cow. We

have planned this to the last detail - apart from your interfering presence. Within the hour I will be

meeting a U-Boat off Long Island. My colleagues will have bombed your intelligence centres and

we will be heading back to Germany with a case full of American war plans and all your Amazon

trinkets. I will soon be in Berlin to receive a medal from the Fuhrer himself and hailed as the German

Wonder Woman who so easily defeated the American's heroine. This will be our country's greatest

propaganda victory!" Wonder Woman bit her lip and shrank from the Nazi posturing above her.

Marcia was right. Her own stupidity had led her to this. After all her good work her inept and

clumsy behaviour was going to seriously damage the American war effort. But Marcia was still

imagining her triumphant homecoming. "There in Berlin, the Fuhrer and I together - the German

Wonder Woman." She paused and stared down at the mortified Amazon. "What should I wear ?

Perhaps.. no, the boots would be too big - but the rest could be altered in time for the ceremony." A

horrified Wonder Woman realised what she had in mind. Her one thought was to try to escape but

as she crawled in fear from her nemesis, Marcia jumped on her pinning her to the ground. Face

down, Wonder Woman struggled frantically as she felt Marcia fumbling with the hooks of her

bustier. Despite her incapacitated arms, her struggles prevented the Nazi making any progress with

the stubborn fastenings. Marcia quickly realised the futility of this approach. "I want that outfit and

you will not resist me!" she shouted. She rose and rushed to her case. She returned brandishing

Wonder Woman's power belt. "Now I suggest you co-operate or you get a taste of this." "Never!"

hissed the Amazon "Never, never Ow ! Oh! Oh!" Her defiant refusal turned to cries of pain and

shock as the German thrashed her across the thighs with the heavy belt. Marcia's arm raised and fell

and her blows cascaded on the helpless Wonder Woman, slashing at her bare legs. She twisted onto

her belly only to take more blows on her shapely rear. Her star spangled satin tights gave no

protection from the vicious beating. Soon Wonder Woman's howls of pain gave way to pleas for the

punishment to end. She had never been on the receiving end of such humiliating treatment and her

pride dissolved as she lay squirming on the floor begging Marcia to stop and promising to do as she

was told. Triumphantly, the Nazi sat astride her squirming body and the once mighty Wonder

Woman lay face down sobbing and unresisting as the hooks on her bustier were undone quickly

followed by the fastenings on her satin tights.

Despite her professionalism and her eagerness to leave quickly to complete her mission, Marcia took

pause to draw satisfaction from her unprecedented victory. The heroine, the world believed to be

invincible lay face down before her on the floor of the hallway, wrists ma nacled behind her, naked

expect for her high red boots. Marcia admired the powerful broad shoulders tapering to the slim

waist then, flaring to full plump perfect buttocks, her toned thighs and seemingly endless legs. Yet

she, Marcia, had triumphed over this goddess who now lay whimpering and moaning as she lay

shocked by the beating she had taken. Her bottom and thighs were criss-crossed with scarlet stripes

but still looked so luscious and tempting perhaps if she took another hour to reach the

rendezvous Marcia took a deep breath to regain her self-composure. The importance of her mission

was paramount. She kicked Wonder Woman in the side with her high-heeled pump. "Get up. I need

to get out of here and I have to decide what to do with you."

The naked Amazon struggled to her feet and Wonder Woman stood before her nemesis, face

crimson with shame and head bowed. Marcia gawped as she stared at the huge gravity defying

breasts which jutted proudly from her magnificent nude body. To the Amazon's further mortification

her nipples were swollen and hard and she felt an unusual dampness between her legs. When she

had wrestled with other amazons in Paradise Island, her body has sometimes reacted in this way but

now it felt like a betrayal as if her domination and defeat by Marcia had perversely excited her

sexually.

Marcia could not resist tweaking one of those hard nubs. Wonder Woman squealed girlishly, her

long legs trembled and her whole body wobbled. "Boy, if your admirers could see you now ! What

would your precious Steve Trevor say if he saw you without your panties." Wonder Woman shrank

at the thought. "What are you doing to do with me, Marcia?" she stammered. "If you release me, I

promise not to do anything until you get away."

Marcia shook her head grimly. "No, I don't think so. I could kill you but total humiliation is a far

more satisfactory solution. I turn up in Germany in your outfit a few days after the army bigwigs find

you locked up here in your birthday suit. Now move."

Seizing the Amazon by the ear, Marcia pushed her into the office where their fight had begun. The

sight of Wonder Woman's plump bare bottom jiggling in front of her was too much for Marcia.

Removing her glove, she landed a resounding smack on her hapless victim's right nether cheek.

Wonder Woman yelped in protest and turned in anger, to receive another smack on her broad

behind. Confused and disoriented, she stumbled forward only to have Marcia trip her ankles. The big

woman went crashing down over a desk and chairs to land on her rear, long legs waving and

splayed revealing all her charms to the amused German. "Hmm not much to wonder about now if

only precious Steve could see his invincible angel now." mocked Marcia. Face streaming with tears

of outrage and shame, Wonder Woman scrambled back to her feet - a task made more difficult by

having her wrists manacled behind her. As Marcia propelled her towards a closet, she suddenly

realised the German's intent. "Please Marcia, if you are going to lock me up, leave me something to

wear, a coat,anything, please, I'm begging you" she sobbed. "No chance. You can't be heroic when I

have your panties in my handbag. I'm only sorry I can't wait to see the fun when they find you. It's

almost worth getting caught for. But I have a date in Berlin. Goodbye, it's been fun." And with than

she booted the Amazon in the rear before cramming the big woman into the closet and quickly

locked the door.

Part2

Left alone naked and in the dark in the tiny closet. Wonder Woman burst into tears. How could she

have let Marcia beat her in such a humiliating way. A smaller woman dressed as if for a coffee

morning had thrashed her. Then she has been stripped her of her costume, tiara, power belt and

bracelets and spanked like a child. She cringed as she recalled how she had begged the German to

stop beating her, pleading and sobbing, promising to co-operate if only the spanking would stop.

How could she have been so proud and arrogant ? She recoiled in horror at the thought of Steve

Trevor opening the closet door and finding her in this state. How could she ever face him and

General Blenkenship again. Marcia's triumphant return to the fatherland would be extensively

publicised and she would be forced to slink back to Paradise Island in disgrace, her mission in man's

world was going to end in total failure.

As she fought furiously to regain her composure, Wonder Woman found that there was nothing she

could do to escape from the closet. The space in which Marcia had imprisoned her was so tight that

she could not use her feet to kick down the door and as her hands were still manacled behind her,

she was effectively imprisoned. Moreover even if she did get out, she could be exposed nude and

bound to public view. She shrank in horror at the thought of some young soldier or sailor finding her

in this condition.

It was over an hour later when she heard the click of a woman's heels in the room, then a familiar

voice calling her name. It was Etta Candy, Diana Prince's colleague

"Thank Hera," she thought. "Good loyal Etta would help her." She called through the closet door

explaining her predicament and second later it was thrown open by Yeoman Etta Candy. Etta's jaw

dropped when she was confronted by the bound naked Wonder Woman, her face bruised, bleeding

from a wound in her arm and her upper legs and torso red from the lashing she had received.

"My God, Wonder Woman ! What ?.. Who ?." Despite her mortifying condition, the Amazon's

first thought was for America's stolen secrets. "It was Marcia..quickly, you must tell Steve. She is

meeting some other spies down by the wharf and they have a rendezvous with a U-Boat at

midnight." It was as if Etta had not hear her. "So, little Marcia did this to you. I can't believe it. You

are Wonder Woman. I thought you were invincible?" "Etta ! " interrupted the Amazon. "Did you

not hear me we have very little time" Etta Candy laughed while continuing to ogle Wonder

Woman's gorgeous body. "It's OK, there's no problem. Steve and his MP's intercepted the spies and

captured them all and the Coastguards got the U-Boat hours ago." She returned to her preferred

subject. "It's incredible that Marcia did this to you. How did she manage it ?"

Wonder Woman was about to say that it was a long story but become very uncomfortable about the

way Etta was staring at her body. Her big breasts were rigid in the unheated office and her nipples

stuck out like spikes. She tried in vain to cover herself. Unable to free her bound wrists, the heroine

was forced to bend nearly double and stand awkwardly on one leg, the other knee raised to cover

her naked pubis. Helplessly, she realized the humiliating position provided Etta with an unimpeded

view of her round, wiggling bottom. Further heightening her shame was the exposure of her full,

round breasts, which swung and bounced hypnotically as she struggled to maintain her balance. She

closed her eyes in humiliation and then raised one leg in front of her in an attempt to cover her

vagina from the gawping woman. "Please, Etta, can you find me something to wear"

But suddenly there were voices coming from outside the office. In panic, Wonder Woman retreated

into the tiny closet and hissed at the bemused Etta to get in beside her and close the door. The two

were crushed together and Wonder Woman could feel the rough serge of Etta's uniform rubbing

against her naked body. Now thoroughly confused Etta opened her mouth to say something, but

terrified that they would be discovered, the Amazon did the first thing which entered her churning

brain, she locked her mouth against the older woman in a fraught attempt to silence her. There was

passion in Wonder Woman's action and poor fat Etta completely misinterpreted it. She

enthusiastically retuned the kiss and her hands began to roam over the big nude body of the Amazon

pressed so closely against her. As the voices outside grew nearer, Wonder Woman was beyond

mortification at what was now happening to her. Etta's tongue was now in her mouth, her right hand

had fastened over her plump left breast as was teasing the nipple which was swollen, hard as a rock.

Worse, the other hand, had snaked between her legs and was flicking her clitoris. Wonder Woman

felt her vagina flood and realised with horror that Etta's fingers, which had now entered her, were

drenched with her juices. Wonder Woman moaned silently in unwanted passion. She was impaled

on Etta's pudgy fingers and was being brought to orgasm. Then, suddenly, when she thought she

could stand it no longer, the voices outside faded away. With a moan of despair her body clenched

and climaxed, her fluid running through Etta's fingers over her inner thighs. She collapsed softly

crying, still coming in spasms, her humiliation complete.

Etta could not barely believe what had happened. Confused and dazed, she opened the closet door

and gently led the sobbing Amazon out into the office. "What can I do? " she whispered to herself.

Wonder Woman had turned away from her in shame and was draped over a table. Etta dragged her

eyes from the perfect ass before her and forced herself to inspect the handcuffs. "We'll need a

bolt-cutter to get these off.. "she gasped then was again distracted by the red stripe marks from

Marcia's beating which discoloured the long smooth thighs and plump buttocks which were spread

before her. She reached out to stroke the Amazon's trembling body.

Wonder Woman was beginning to compose herself. She tried to put the incident in the closet out of

her mind. All was not yet lost. So far, Etta was the only witness to her shame and if Steve had

recovered her power belt from Marcia, there was still a chance that her humiliation could be limited

and contained. She needed Etta's help and discretion and could not afford to upset her at any cost.

She turned round and pecked the older woman gently on the cheek. "Etta, please get me something

to wear and take me back to your flat." With an army greatcoat gathered round her shoulders and

slouch hat covering her raven hair, Wonder Woman went back to Etta's flat. The yeoman had been

very quiet since the affair in the closet. She adored Wonder Woman and wanted to help her but in

that small closet, she had just experienced the most exciting sexual experience of a dull and

uneventful life. As she drove back to her flat with the gorgeous Amazon at her side, she became

almost sick with lust. When they entered her flat, she could control herself no longer. Halfway down

the hall, she clicked the Amazon's heels. Off balance and taken completely by surprise, Wonder

Woman tumbled to the floor. Etta pounced, peeling off the greatcoat, stripping the big woman and

pushing her over onto her back..

"Etta, stop ! What are you doing ?" Wonder Woman cried in confusion. Etta's only reply was to take

a plump nipple between the fingers of each hand and pull them upwards stretching the huge breasts.

As her handcuffed victim struggled helplessly Etta ran her hands down the magnificent body, over

the hard toned stomach then gently grasped the Amazon's pubic hair causing Wonder Woman's

powerful legs to splay apart. Stunned, she lay writhing unable to prevent older woman making free

with her body. She felt Etta push her legs apart and slide a hand between them to worry and flick

her clitoris before plunging two fingers into her tight vaginal passage. Involuntarily Wonder

Woman's began to throb with arousal. Etta grabbed each of her booted ankles and hoisted them

high. Wonder Woman's legs were raised in the air and spread. The Etta went down on her and

began to lick her labia. The Amazon groaned as she felt her pubis flood. Her huge breasts heaved

and fell as she gasped for breath as her clitoris was licked and sucked until she was gasping for

release. Finally she gave in to the involuntary pleasure draping her long booted legs over Etta's

shoulders and thrusting her pussy towards her hungry mouth. Wonder Woman thrashed wildly and

howled as she came, spurting juice across Etta's face. Eventually her breathing returned to normal

and she turned to her still-panting assailant. "Etta, do you think, we can do something about these

handcuffs now ?"

Midway through the following morning, Diana Prince walked gingerly into the naval offices where

so much had happened the night before. Her whole body ached but Marcia's beating was only partly

responsible. Etta was equally to blame having ravished her five times during the night.. After her

hands were freed, the Amazon had surrendered to Etta's seemingly insatiable lust. She had told

herself that her behaviour was conditioned by gratitude for Etta help but only partly. Her mind

whirled in confusion. Clearly Etta was a lesbian but was one also she ?? She recalled youthful

experiments with other young amazons in Paradise Island but then as the peerless princess, she had

dominated the relationship. Her defeat by Marcia seemed to have redefined her role and attitude and

she had quite meekly submitted when Etta stripped to reveal a lumpen body encased in a black

girdle then strapped a large dildo around her thighs and waist. When Etta had mounted her, the

Amazon had responded enthusiastically pulling the older woman to her and wrapping her long legs

around Etta's plump waist. She blushed when she thought back on how she had begged for more, for

Etta to do it faster, longer deeper and how she had screamed when she had come again and again

until she lay gasping on the bed, her body splayed, starfished and sated.

She now faced a new day and was determined to continue with her mission and her role as Wonder

Woman. She resolved to put the events of the previous day behind her and slipping out of Etta's flat

wearing some old clothes, she found her way back to Diana's apartment where she had reverted to

her yeoman Prince alias. She dressed in her naval uniform and satisfied herself that her bruised face

was hidden by make-up and her glasses. When she arrived by cab at the Navy offices, there was no

sign of Etta. Diana was confident that when her friend turned up, her injuries would be sufficiently

hidden to protect her secret identity. Her first stop was at Steve Trevor's office where she asked

about the events of the previous evening. Trevor told her how his team had been tracking the spies

for several weeks and had apprehended them all including Marcia. Wonder Woman's costume had

been found and Trevor was very worried that the Nazis might have killed her. Marcia had refused to

say anything to her captors. Diana was hugely relieved that her humiliation had not been broadcast.

She told Steve that she had seen Wonder Woman and that she had escaped after being captured by

the Nazis. Trevor reluctantly gave up the Amazon's costume after Diana assured her that she would

take personal responsibility for returning it to Wonder Woman. Later that day, Wonder Woman, still

showing some bruises from her encounter with Marcia, met Steve Trevor. The rather embarrassed

Amazon did not elaborate on the story of her capture but offered to use the power of her lasso to get

Marcia to confess the details of the plan and all that the Nazis had learned during their mission. .

Some time later, Wonder Woman was shown into Marcia's cell. In her prison dress, the German

seemed tiny and diminished and it seemed impossible that such an insignificant creature could have

so defeated the mighty Wonder Woman. "So, Wonder Woman, you have come to gloat? Your

darling Steve was so lucky to catch us." hissed the Nazi. "No, Marcia. I have learned a great deal

from you and I hope that I can learn more." Wonder Woman then threw her lasso around the

German and using its power told her to forget every detail of their encounter the previous evening.

In this way Wonder Woman felt that she could continue her mission and help America in its war

effort. She then summoned a stenographer who took down the answers which Marcia was

compelled to give to the questions about the plans and activities of the Nazi spy ring. Steve Trevor

was delighted with the information and called in General Blenkenship who hailed Wonder Woman

as a heroine..

That evening Diana Prince was back in her apartment when the doorbell rang. It was Etta Candy.

All through the afternoon Diana imagined that Etta had been giving her some rather strange looks

but had thought no more about it. She was dumbstruck by Etta's opening remark. "Hello, Diana, or

should I say, Wonder Woman." "What do you I mean," stammered the bewildered Yeoman

Prince. "You should keep you blouse buttoned to the neck when you have love bites." chuckled her

friend. "I would recognise my teeth marks anywhere." she joked. Diana slumped onto her sofa in

distress. After all she had been through; all the efforts she had made to cover her disgrace and the

loss of her secret identify had been in vain. Had Etta told anyone else ? She hung her head barely

noticing as Etta sat beside her and put an arm around her shoulder. "Now, now, Diana, it's not the

end of the world. Only you and I know." and as Diana raised her head, the older woman removed

her glasses and kissed her on the mouth. Then she abruptly dropped her arm around Diana's

shoulders like a vice and pulled the astonished Yeoman towards her. Etta was kissing her mouth so

hard that Diana could only protest through clenched teeth. Moreover she gripped Diana's right wrist

while pinioning her left arm between them so that she was utterly helpless. Diana was unable to do

anything other than writhe and kick with her dimpled knees, which she did in desperation. Finally

Diana broke away "Please Etta , no, no, no!" She felt fingers on the front of her blouse and tried to

tear herself away. "Diana, I love you so," Etta whispered gently slipping his fingers through her

friend's uniform blouse opening to stroke her big bosom. Several buttons had come undone enabling

Etta to touch the upper contours of her huge breasts exposed above her bra. "Etta don't please don't

.please?" But Etta continued, plunging a hand into the blouse and fondling a fat rubbery nipple.

Diana seemed on the brink of hysteria, crying "no, no, no ! please stop !" Etta kissed her again began

to whisper in Diana's ear reminding her of her mutual passion the previous night. This caused Diana

to hesitate. If she rebuffed the older woman, her secret identity could be revealed. She could not

afford to offend Etta. Perhaps if she stalled for time until .

But Etta would not be stalled particularly now thatshe could see that the skirt of Diana's uniform had

rucked up in the course of her struggles. This revealed deliciously plump thighs bare above black

stockings, the straps of a black garter belt. Dians's legs were now spread and sprawled

provocatively. Etta reached down and fondled the stocking clad knee then ran her hand under the

uniform skirt and up Diana's leg to the tops of her stockings before the frantic young woman closed

her legs.. "NO! NO! NO! NO! " but Etta kissed her again on the mouth while slipping her knees

between Diana's, spreading the long legs while her hand slipped up over the bare flesh above her

stockings through her moist thighs to the crotch of her silken panties. "No Etta, not any more, please

not here, not now, you mustn't . oh please, please, oh please, no.. During the final assault, Diana

Prince, to be fair, struggled like one possessed, threatening to bite and scratch though never actually

going as far as that She effectively surrendered to Etta as her alter ego had done the night before and

slid back across the sofa raising her stocking clad legs high in the air. Etta gripped the back of her

panties and pulled them over her plump bottom and then down over her hips. She pulled back and

looked down at Diana whose open blouse revealed her big bare breasts. Her smart uniform skirt was

bunched around her waist, her plump thighs spread, her legs tense, beneath the film of her sheer

stockings, her trim pubic hair and vagina exposed to Etta's lustful stare.. With one hand holding

Diana firmly by the back of her garter belt, Etta ran her other hand up to the younger woman's

clitoris and began to rub it gently. Diana knew that her pussy was soaking. Her head fell back on the

couch and she groaned, "Ooooooohhhh--ooooohhhhhh-Etta -You've beaten me." - But the older

woman was drumming her fingers on the erect clitoris forcing the gorgeous and voluptuous young

woman into the couch. Then as Etta's fingers moved down to penetrate her, Diana gasped and came

raising her long nylon clad legs to give her assailant better access to her innermost depths. Diana

groaned as she thrust her exposed hips and bottom against Etta's fingers which moved in and out of

her with a manic rhythm. As Etta pressed her body against her, Diana wrapped her stocking-clad

legs around her Etta's stout body, her ankles locking around the base of her big ass. Diana lay back,

eyes closed, her huge chest heaving. "Oh, Etta, you have ruined me" she moaned worshipfully

The following morning, Diana awoke bleary-eyed to the sound of Etta singing happily in the shower.

She felt exhausted because the older woman had given her little chance to sleep. It seemed

astonishing that someone as fat and ungainly as Etta Candy could have so exhausted Diana Prince, a

young woman who prided herself on her physical strength and fitness. However perhaps it was not

so surprising. Throughout the night, Etta had continued to act as the aggressor and sexual predator,

forcing herself between Diana's thighs, sucking, humping and finally screwing using the dildo which

she had fortuitously remembered to bring in her handbag. Overcome by being on the receiving end

of such an assault, the inexperienced Amazon has simply surrendered to Etta's frenetic sexual assult.

Diana blushed when recalling how immodestly she had behaved. Etta had found the younger

woman to be an enthusiastic and noisy participant and at times Etta had been forced to cover her

mouth to muffle Diana's screams which might have caused the neighbours to summon the police.

In the cold light of morning, Diana cringed at what she had done. She could not let this happen

again. She could not become involved in a lebian relationship with Etta Candy. Even if she wanted a

Sapphic relationship, she did not find Etta attractive. Worse still, Etta knew her secret identity. She

had to stop this thing going any further, cover her tracks and resume a normal life as Yeoman Price

at the Navy Offices. As Wonder Woman she could continue to help America against the Nazi

menace. She knew what she had to do next.

Etta Candy emerged from the shower to find Wonder Woman standing by the bathroom door.

Before she had any chance to speak, the golden lasoo looped around her and on the Amazon's

instructions, the memories of the last two days were erazed from her mind. She went back to the

office with Diana Prince that morning with no recollection of her nights of passion with Wonder Woman.