Station 3 - A Power Lass Adventure (Script)





While walking down a ward of Delta City Hospital to dispense medication --



Nurse Karen Clark, on duty, in uniform, looks woozy. A red light over a nearby door reads "Do Not Enter."



Karen: "That darn MRI must be going again."







Karen overhears the sounds of struggle. The noises emanate from a nearby room with the door ajar.



"Stop struggling!"

"Ugh! I've got to get off!"

"Easy!"







Karen investigates. Two male doctors, unaware of her, stand over the bed of a female patient who has finally relaxed. One doctor holds a spent syringe.



Doctor 1: "It's as if she can't stop."



Doctor 2: "Medically, there are no aphrodisiacs, but this makes you wonder."







The doctors notice Karen.



Doctor 1: "Nurse Clark. Mrs. Swaye is becoming delirious. I'm recommending bed restraints. Will you see to it?"







Karen approaches the patient.



Doctor 1: "I've given her a sedative. She'll rest easy for the next hour or so."



Karen: "Have you diagnosed her, Doctor?"



Doctor 1: "It's the damnedest syndrome. I've never seen anything like it."







As the two doctors leave the room, one says confidentially to the other:



Doctor 2: "Did you get a load of those cupcakes? I swear they're still growing!"







Karen looks miffed.



Karen: "Of all the nerve!"







Karen retrieves the restraints from a supply closet within the room.



Karen: "I hate to do this, but . . ."







She approaches Mrs. Swaye with the restraints in hand.



Karen: ". . . doctor's orders."







As she reaches bedside and looks down at the sleeping patient, her eyes grow wide with surprise.



Karen: "Oh, my goodness, Mrs. Swaye!"







Beneath the sheet, Mrs. Swaye's breasts stand prominent, her turgid nipples tenting the linen.



Karen: "Cupcakes, indeed!"







Karen's thoughts continue as she fastens a cuff around Mrs. Swaye's wrist.



Karen: "I could swear you were more like an A cup when you checked in."







Suddenly, Mrs. Swaye jolts awake and grabs Karen's arm.



Mrs. Sway: "Help me!"



Karen: "Mrs. Swaye, let go!"







Mrs. Swaye arches her back and thrusts her chest upward.



Mrs. Swaye: "They're filling up again! They keep growing! I'm burning up!"







She pulls Karen's hand to knead her breast.



Karen: "Oh, disgusting."







Incredibly, Mrs. Swaye's breasts all at once grow in size to full double Ds. Karen recoils.



Karen: "Zounds!"







Then, with the quantum transformation complete, Mrs. Swaye fades as suddenly as she woke, surrendering to the anesthetic once again.



Mrs. Swaye: "Dr. Lutz . . . help me . . . Dr. Lutz."







She sleeps. Karen seems stunned.







Karen finishes securing Mrs. Swaye to the bed, cuffing both wrists and both ankles.







As she leaves the room, closing the lights while the patient sleeps, she looks back and thinks:



Karen: "Dr. Lutz."







Later . . .



Karen sits in front of a computer screen at the nurse station.



Karen: "Hmmm . . . Dr. Prunella Lutz. Curious, Mrs. Swaye's records haven't been forwarded."







Off duty now, and in civilian clothes, Karen passes the nurses' station on her way out. The nurse has a magazine open on the desk. A title asks: Does Breast Milk Increase Intelligence?



Nurse: "See you tomorrow, Karen."



Karen: "Bye."



Karen: "I think I'll pay a visit to the offices of Dr. P. Lutz."







Later that same afternoon . . .



Dr. Lutz's office is well appointed. She wears glasses and keeps her hair in a tight bun. While attractive, she has a slightly skeletal look, a thin, cadaverous appearance. Karen sits before her desk.







Karen tells Dr. Lutz about Mrs. Sway.



Dr. Lutz: You say she is a patient of mine, Ms. Clark?



Karen: "She spoke your name several times, doctor. Her symptoms were quite bizarre. I also noticed that her records had not been received at Delta Hospital yet."







Dr. Lutz presses an intercom.



Dr. Lutz: "Nurse Nadir?"



Nurse Nadir (through intercom): "Yes, Doctor?"



Dr. Lutz: "Check the medical records for a Mrs. Swaye, will you?"







She turns her attention to Karen once again.



Dr. Lutz: "If we have her records, my office will forward them."



Karen: "I thought you would take a personal interest, Doctor, since she called for you."



Dr. Lutz: "My interest is professional, Ms. Clark. Thank you for your concern. Good day."







As Karen leaves the office, she thinks:



Karen: "Sheesh, talk about a brush off!"







In the hall, she looks both ways, unsure of the way out.



Karen: "Did I come in from the right or left?"







From the end of the hall, emanating from behind a vault-like door, comes a faint sound: Ptchuuu - ptchuuu -



Karen: "That's a funny sound."







Karen heads toward the sound. Halfway there, her way is blocked by a sinister brunette who steps out from an adjacent corridor. The name tag on her uniform reads: Nurse Nadir.



Karen: "Oh. Hi."



Nurse Nadir: "Are you the one from the hospital?"







Karen extends her hand. Nurse Nadir ignores it.



Karen: "Karen Clark, RN."



Nurse Nadir: "Looking for the way out?"







Before Karen answers, Nurse Nadir points her in the opposite direction.



Nurse Nadir: "That way."







Outside the clinic, Karen notes a suspicious truck.



Two uniformed men load an armored vehicle with . . . milk cans. An emblem on the truck says Delta Labs.



Karen: "Power Lass might take an interest in this."







That same night . . . Power Lass makes her way into Dr. Lutz's clinic.



Power Lass's face is illuminated by the glow of a computer screen as she reads through Dr. Lutz's classified files.



Power Lass: "What's this? The Station 3 Project? Enhanced lactation? An experimental drug? "The aim of which is to produce a superior nursing product, enabling the United States to raise an innately more intelligent generation of Americans?"







A new screen shows a presidential-looking seal.



Power Lass: "This is a government project?"







Power Lass addresses the screen with outrage.



Power Lass: "What, are they all nuts?"







Her fingers tap at the computer keyboard.



Power Lass: "You can't tell me there isn't something shady going on with that Dr. Prunella Lutz."







Power Lass finds pay dirt!



Power Lass: "Side effects . . ."







The screen shows juxtaposed images, a full pair of breasts, before and after. The ‘before' picture shows the breasts as they were prior to treatment. The ‘after' shows them dramatically enlarged, including the nipples, which are now vivid, greatly enlarged and turgid.



Power Lass: "Oh, my!"







A new page shows another pair of breasts, similarly modified.



Power Lass: "'Side effects include a temporarily enflamed libido.' That explains Mrs. Swaye."







The door to the office bursts open, startling Power Lass. In stride Dr. Lutz and Nurse Nadir.



Dr. Lutz: "My, my, what a costume."







Dr. Lutz bends over Power Lass, and the screen.



Dr. Lutz: "You take an interest in my work, I see. By the way, who are you?"



Power Lass: "I'm Power Lass, and you've been --"



Dr. Lutz: "Excuse me. Power who?"







Power Lass stands up, face to face with the doctor.



Power Lass: "It's Power Lass, Dr. Lust, and you've been hiding the side effects of your experiment from the government."







Dr. Lutz fixes Power Lass with a cruel smile.



Dr. Lutz: "Did you say ‘Dr. Lust'? What can be on your mind?"







Power Lass sweeps past them.



Power Lass: "I'm leaving!"



Dr. Lutz: "Stop her, Nadir."







Nadir pursues Power Lass into the corridor.



Nadir: "Hold on, Powder Puff."







She confronts Power Lass with a martial arts stance.



Nadir: "I hold three different black belts."







She attacks Power Lass with a flurry of kicks and punches, each successfully blocked.



Power Lass: "Are you through?"



Nadir: "Just getting started."







Power Lass counters the next attack with a powerful punch that sends Nadir crashing through the doorway to the MRI room.







Power Lass follows her inside. Dr. Lutz appears in the doorway.



Dr. Lutz: "Get out. This equipment costs a fortune."







Nadir backs up fearfully as Power Lass advances. As she backs against the control console, her hand inadvertently strikes the start button.







The MRI lights up.







Karen means to finish Nadir, but the magnetic resonance of the machine stops her cold and makes her woozy.



Nadir: "What the - ?"



Power Lass: "Ugh, I feel . . . sick."







Dr. Lutz has a realization.



Dr. Lutz: "The MRI weakens her!"







Dr. Lutz shoves Power Lass toward the machine. The weakened heroine falls to her knees, her torso draped over the gurney.



Dr. Lutz: "Let's give her the full ride!"







Together they position Power Lass onto the gurney and strap her in.



Power Lass: "Don't -"







Nadir starts the sequence. The big ring glides over the length of Power Lass's prostrate body.



Doctor Lutz: "Ha ha. Looks like Power Lass is power less!"



Power Lass: "Mustn't . . . pass . . . out."







A few minutes later . . .



Dr. Lutz and Nadir usher a very wobbly Power Lass between them down the corridor.



Dr. Lutz: "Let's show her to Station 3, shall we?"



Nadir: "Love to, Doctor."



Power Lass: "Station 3?"







They approach the high security door of Station 3.



Power Lass: ". . . where that strange noise came from."







Nadir holds Power Lass as Dr. Lutz opens the door.







They usher Power Lass into a surgically spotless room containing a motorized table and an ominous machine with hoses and levers that hangs from the ceiling above it.







The table is in vertical position. Nadir positions Power Lass with her back against it.



Doctor Lutz: "First, a little gas . . ."







She presses an anesthetic mask over Power Lass's face.



Power Lass: "Sto- mmm-mmm-mmm!"







Power Lass's eyes roll up as the gas takes effect.







Dr. Lutz: "Now strap her on."



Nadir fastens belt straps tightly across Power Lass's ankles, thighs, hips, and chest. The straps about her hips and chest also pin her arms to her sides.







Dr.Lutz: "Adjust the table."



With a power switch, Nadir tips Power Lass to full horizontal.







Dr. Lutz removes the anesthetic mask and looks down on Power Lass with a wicked smile.



Dr. Lutz: "Hmmm, light enough to hear me? You're about to receive quite a treat, Ms. Power Less. Nadir, the lactation pump."



Power Lass: "What are they doing to me?"







Dr. Lutz positions herself at the head of the table. Between her thumbs and forefingers she takes hold of the cups of Power Lass's uniform.



Dr. Lutz: "First, we get these out of the way."







She jerks the cups downward, completely exposing Power Lass's super heroine breasts.



Dr. Lutz: "Next we prepare these remarkable nubs."







She tweaks and flicks Power Lass's nipples to full attention. Looking down at her state of excitement, Power Lass's eyes grow wide with astonishment.



Power Lass: "Oh, mercy!"







Dr. Lutz looks at Nadir with a cruel smirk.



Dr. Lutz: "I think she's ready, Nadir."







Nadir cranks parts of the overhead pumping station to a lower position. Two large cups descend on pistons and hoses. Dr. Lutz positions them on Power Lass's breasts.



Power Lass: "Good heavens, they're not - ")



Dr. Lutz: "The drug is administered by the machine as it milks you. Nadir, engage suction."



Machine: Whoosh!







Power Lass looks astonished once more as her tits are sucked into the cups.



Power Lass: "Yeow!"



Dr. Lutz: "Start with a lower power."







Nadir throws a switch.







Alternately, the two cups begin pumping Power Lass's breasts.



Machine: Ptchuuu - ptchuuu - ptchuuu -







Power Lass shuts her eyes tight against the sensation.



Power Lass: "If she thinks for one minute - ")



Dr. Lutz: "Increase the suction."







Nadir turns the dial up. The machine pumps faster.



Machine: Chuuu-chuuu-chuuu!



Power Lass: "Oh, no!"







Power Lass struggles under the arousing machinations of the pump.



Doctor Lutz: "How unfortunate these splendid mammaries have no nourishment to give."



Power Lass: "This thing's going to suck my tits inside out!"



Doctor Lutz: "I think she's enjoying it, though, Nadir. They all do."



Nadir: "Shouldn't we unmask her, doctor?"



Doctor Lutz: "A splendid idea."







She reaches for Power Lass's face mask.



Doctor Lutz: "So sorry, my dear, but I'm afraid you can no longer enjoy your humiliation anonymously."



Power Lass: "Fortunately, my recuperative powers have kicked in. My strength has returned!"







Power Lass bursts her bonds!



Doctor Lutz: "Nadir, full power!"



Power Lass: "Not - so - fassst!"







Power Lass pulls the suction cups from her breasts - but it takes some doing. (Each comes off with a "pop!" And for a moment she is startled by her elongated nipples.



Power Lass: "Egads!"







Nadir attacks Power Lass.



Nadir: "Arrgghhh!"







With super heroine reflexes, Power Lass strikes Nadir a blow to the jaw, and knocks her unconscious.



Nadir: "Ufff!"







Dr. Lutz attempts to flee the room, but Power Lass seizes her, easily subdues her with a twist of the arm, and marches her back to the table.



Power Lass: "You're staying put, Doctor Prunella Lutz."







Power Lass forces Dr. Lutz onto the table.



Dr. Lutz: "What do you think you're doing?"







She then straddles Dr. Lutz on top of the table in a schoolboy pin, holding her in place while strapping her down.



Power Lass: "That will hold you until I track down your last shipment and send the authorities to arrest you."



Doctor Lutz: "You stupid excuse for a Delta City heroine! You're standing in the way of science!"







Power Lass leaves Station 3 and locks the door behind her.







All at once, her nipples pop back to their normal shape and size.



Power Lass: "Thank the stars for my restorative powers too!"







She pulls her top back into place, taking a moment to cup her hands on her sore breasts.



Power Lass: "Ouch."







Outside, stars shine in a clear night sky. Power Lass soars above Dr. Lutz's clinic.



Power Lass: "Now to find Delta Labs."







Power Lass streaks along the city streets.



Power Lass: "Funny, I can still feel the effects of that drug."







Finally, spotting a building marked Delta Labs, and the truck parked beside it, she dives like a hawk.







Inside the lab, the two technicians (the uniformed men loading the truck earlier) respond to the loud "Thump" on the roof above.



Agent 1: "What the - ?"



Agent 2: "I'll investigate."







Agent 2 climbs a ladder to the roof.







On the roof, Power Lass takes a moment to rub her crotch.



Power Lass: "It does make you tingle down there."







Inches away, Agent 2's head pops out of the hatch way. For a moment, they regard each other with astonishment.







Power Lass yanks Agent 2 through the hatch way.



Shotgun: "Aaahhh!"







On the roof top, Power Lass holds Agent 2 by the throat on his knees, ready to punch his lights out.



Shotgun: "Wait! I'm a federal agent!"







He reaches for an inside pocket, withdrawing a dark object. Power Lass pops him hard.



Power Lass: "Pervert!"







The hapless agent, now with a black eye and missing a few front teeth, displays his badge.



Power Lass: "Oh, shoot -"



Shotgun: "You're under arresh -"







Meanwhile . . .



In Station 3, Nadir rouses from her knockout. Dr. Lutz jerks in frustration on the table.



Dr. Lutz: "Wake up, you incompetent boob!"







Nadir feels her aching jaw.



Nadir: "That Power Lass packs a wallop."







Nadir stands up. She looks at Dr. Lutz bound on the table.



Nadir: "What did you call me?"



Doctor Lutz: "You allowed that meddling fool to get away. Hurry up and release me!"







She approaches Dr. Lutz, helplessly bound on the table.



Nadir: "What have we here?"







She obviously relishes the situation. Dr. Lutz has been strapped down as helplessly as one of her victims.



Doctor Lutz: "Release me at once!"



Nadir: "I think not."







Nadir picks up the anesthetic face mask.



Dr. Lutz: "Nadir, what are you doing?"



Nadir: "You're the idiot with the greedy scheme. ‘Milk the government.' You actually thought that was funny."







Nadir's fingertips set the anesthesia dial.



Nadir: "First a little gas . . . ."



Doctor Lutz: "Don't you - "







Nadir presses the mask over Dr. Lutz's face and holds it in place.



Dr. Lutz: "Mmphff-mmphff!"







Nadir tears open Dr. Lutz's uniform, unhooks her bra, and throws the cups aides to bear her tits.



Dr. Lutz: "Mmphhh-mmphff!"







Nadir places the suction cups on Dr. Lutz.



Nadir: "Drop the pretense. I know you've always wanted this."







She flicks the switch, turns up the speed. The machine rapidly pumps Dr. Lutz with alternating action.



Machine: Ptchuuu - ptchuuu - ptchuuu - ptchuuu -







Dr. Lutz writhes against her bonds.



Nadir: "Ohhh, look at what it's doing to you."







Dr. Lutz looks with alarm at her largely distended nipples.







Nadir reaches under the doctor's skirt, pulls aside the crotch of her panties and runs a fingertip down her moistened labia.



Nadir: "Ohhh. So wet already."







Nadir fingers Dr. Lutz with a cruel, cold look. Dr. Lutz quakes on the table.



Dr. Lutz: "Uhhhh! Uhhhh!"



Nadir: "Orgasm in moments? You dirty slut."







Nadir withdraws her hand.



Nadir: "Ha ha ha. Your name will really suit you, Prune-ella, once this machine has sucked you dry.



Dr. Lutz: "Mmmm! Mmmm!"







Nadir flicks the pump switch to maximum power, then walks out of Station 3 with a parting shot.



Nadir: "Too bad your humiliation won't be anonymous, Doc!"



Dr. Lutz: "Mm! mm! mmm!"







Nadir does not get far, however.



A squad of Delta City police arrest Nadir in the parking lot.



Cop: "You have the right to remain silent . . ."



Nadir: "Ha. I'm ready to spill my guts."







While inside Station 3 . . .



A miserable looking Dr. Lutz sits handcuffed on the table. Her breasts lie flat, her nipples distended and limp.



In the foreground a Sergeant shudders and tells a patrolman:



Sergeant: "Jeez, cover that up, will ya?"







At the Mayor's office:



The mayor leans over his desk, ranting at a chastened Power Lass.



Mayor: "While it's true Dr. Lutz operated illegally, you beat up a government agent!"







Power Lass's head sinks even lower.



Mayor: "It's only as part of our efforts to keep this out of the media, that you haven't been charged. Now get out."







As Power Lass departs, he adds:



Mayor: "And don't make me have to reprimand you again."







He turns to his female aide.



Mayor: "What is it with Delta City and these ding-bat super heroines?"



Aide: "Something in the water?"







Later at Delta City Hospital . . . Mrs. Swaye's chest, and libido, have returned to normal, and she is being discharged.



Mrs. Swaye is ready to leave her room. Karen offers a wheel chair.



Karen: "Ready, Mrs. Sway?"







Mrs. Swaye seats herself.



Karen: "I'm sure you'll be happy to know the authorities have arrested Dr. Lutz and shut down her clinic."



Mrs. Swaye: "Really? Funny, I didn't catch it in the news."







Karen wheels her down the corridor. In the background one doctor notes to another:



Doctor 1: "A remarkable recovery."



Doctor 2: "Too bad."



Mrs. Swaye: "How would she know?"







Karen wheels Mrs. Swaye out of the hospital. They pass in a "Got Milk?" ad.







Their eyes meet.







Mrs. Swaye rises from the chair and shakes hands with Karen.



Karen: "Good luck, Mrs. Swaye."



Mrs. Swaye: "Thank you . . . Karen."







They hold the handshake as they share one thought.



Karen & Mrs. Swaye: "I wonder . . . "

The End