The Perils of Supergirl

Supergirl vs. The Chameleon

     Linda Danvers pulled her Mercedes slowly into the parking stall at 
the Hyatt Regency's main garage. The hot, windless, July day made the 
air stale and musty making her assignment even more droll than it 
already was.
     "How ironic. I save Metropolis from that witch the Creeper and 
punch her lights out to boot but, because I was too busy being 
Supergirl, Linda Danvers didn't get the story. Lois Lane scooped me 
again." Linda thought, stewing about her predicament as she left her 
car and walked toward the elevator.
     ".what the hell were you doin' when the story of the year was 
breakin' BABE! What. we don't pay ya enough Barbi!!.. had ta do 
your hair or somethin'!!" her editor screamed not giving one thought 
to the twenty or so sexually harassing comments he spat at her during 
her royal butt reaming. She giggled thinking back at when she used 
her heat vision to heat his coffee mug to, oh let's say, 120 degrees. 
"Just hot enough so it wouldn't glow or melt the table." That yell she 
heard from her car was priceless.
     "Interview Dr. Staltweiner." She mumbled. "Has a new break 
through in bio-organic celluloid recombinant DNA splicing.blah 
blah blah." she continued pressing the elevator button. 
     She knew this was a crap assignment since she knew her editor 
knew how much she hated the Dr. Oh he was a nice enough old 
geeser, "if he'd keep his dammed hands off my ass." 
     He always requested interviews with just Linda Danvers and always 
had some revolutionary yet extremely boring breakthrough to 
announce in the science section of the paper. Most of the time they 
were bogus or mindlessly useless scientific ideas. 
     "I swear I think he's taking pictures of me behind my back or 
something." she thought remembering all the times the old coot 
pinched, prodded, groped and even propositioned her.
     "I don't think I'll be dancing naked in a cage for you anytime soon 
doc." She smiled watching the numbers count up to the twenty second 
floor.
     She briskly walked out of the elevator and down the lush hall 
toward 2218. "The doc must be pretty well off since he always stays at 
the Hyatt Regency when in town."
     Her long legs swished back and forth in her tight, slim business 
woman's skirt and four inch high heels. She wore a matching blazer 
jacket and a silk white blouse. Her long, blonde hair was pinned high 
on her head and she sported her usual "I'm a dopey librarian" glasses. 
To this day no one has ever put together that she and Supergirl were 
one in the same. 
     "Either glasses are a damned good disguise or human's are just 
plain stupid." The fact that Linda Danvers and Supergirl sported a size 
forty bust usually drew people's attention away from the glasses.
     She walked by a large laundry cart and knocked on 2218.
     "C'mon in. its open." said the Doc's voice which made Linda 
cringe and bite her lower lip. "Sometimes even Supergirl has a hard 
day." she muttered walking in.
     Stepping into the living room she heard a chorus of Tom Jone's "Its 
not unusual.." playing softly from the CD. "Great!" she said rolling 
her eyes at the two Champaign glasses already poured on the coffee 
table.
     "Ah. Ms. Danvers. Linda. So nice of you to drop by." Said a 
voice from the bedroom. Dressed in a Hugh Hefner robe and slippers, 
Doc Staltweiner strutted slowly into the living room, dancing slightly 
to the music. Ed Grimly eat your heart out.
     "Hmmm.. He seems a lot more spry than usual." Linda thought as 
he danced up to her, grabbed her hand and pecked it gently. His eyes 
glanced upward and stared straight ahead at her chest for a long, 
uncomfortable minute. "My, we are a healthy girl aren't we." The doc 
said in a coy voice.
     "Yeah. a lot more spry." She thought pulling her hand away and 
offering a reluctant smile. 
     "Look Doc. I really, really, really have a busy schedule today. You 
know, the president's in town. aliens invading the Earth. a 
suburban bake off in Tinsdale. could we make this quick." Linda 
said in her best cutsie Barbi voice knowing he chewed up her bimbo 
talk like a dog with a steak bone.
     "Oh yes, sure. here, have a seat and sip some champaign. I know 
you just love champaign." We said leading her to the couch with his 
arms around her broad shoulders. "Wow, you must work out a lot." 
he said suddenly, in almost a different voice, as his hand squeezed her 
shoulder not making a single indentation.
     "Oh, a few weights, some aerobics. its mostly from typing." She 
said rocking her head back and forth.
     "Yes. uh. I see. A TOAST! A toast to my latest discovery!" he 
said picking up his drink and pushing her drink toward her.
     "OK. a toast." 
    He watched her and she watched him as he slowly started drinking 
his Champaign. She followed suit and watched him with as much 
curiosity. He then slipped the whole glass down in one gulp. She did 
the same, polishing her's off at the same time.
    .
    Silence. 
     .
    He stared. He watched. He looked in her eyes like he was trying to 
find a contact lens. 
     She stared back. She watched. She looked in his eyes, "What the 
hell is he looking for. Do I remind him of some. OH GREAT 
KRYPTON!" she quickly turned away and looked about the room.
    "Uh.. uh. I just love the art in this place. do you know what kind 
of art this is." Linda stammered picking up the closest thing she could 
find to break his concentration. 
    "Its an ash tray, early Hyatt." He replied coldly offering her yet 
another glass of champaign.
    "Oh, now I get it. The old coot is trying to get me drunk. I see. 
Well, we'll just have to do something about that." She thought with a 
smile as she relaxed and sank back into the couch, crossing her long 
legs and gulping another glass full with a smile.
     He poured her another glass, and another, and yet another and each 
time he seemed to get more frustrated. "Um, I noticed you're not 
drinking any Doc." She said finishing her glass.
     "Uh. well. um. Ah look, there's no more." He said almost 
relieved as he turned the bottle upside down in the ice bucket. He then 
turned back to Linda and started staring at her again.
     "Is. there something wrong doc?" Linda asked now getting 
slightly nervous. Yes, she was strong enough to lift a mountain and 
more invulnerable than anything on the planet but the thought of some 
creep thinking deviant thoughts about her still made her tingle 
uncomfortably.
     "Oh no." he said getting up and staring at her with an odd 
expression. "Nothing I can't figure out later." he added walking to a 
table and opening a small bag.
     "Now what's this discovery you made Doc. I hope its not another 
new kitty litter grain cause the last story we ran on that."
     "SHUT UP!" he screamed spinning to face Linda. He held a nine 
millimeter firmly in his right and pointed it at the slightly stunned 
super heroine.
     "You have got to be kidding." She thought almost breaking out in 
laughter. "I could. I could." then she stopped. "
     ". could what Linda my dear. Burn the gun with heat vision, zip 
off the couch and pull it out of his hands before he knew what 
happened. Yeah right, just let him know exactly who Supergirl really 
is why don't you." She thought to herself. Having a secret identity 
created some very awkward and ironic situations and this appeared to 
be one of them. 
     "He's too far away to pull any "accidental" tricks. Maybe I should 
just play along and try and talk him out of this." She thought sitting 
up.
    "Look doc. You're a nice man but think about what you're doing. 
Sexual harassment is a bad deal and rape is even worse. Besides, I'm 
not the girl you think.."
     "WHAT! What the hell are you babbling about you stupid bimbo." 
The Doc blared in a voice unfamiliar to Linda. The doc reached up 
and grabbed the side of his face and pulled. A rubber mask hit the 
floor and Linda gasped slightly.
    "If you think this is about SEX you're as ditzy as I thought you were 
you stupid reporter." Said the man now facing her. "The name's 
Chameleon Ms. Danvers." He said as she stared at his face, which was 
covered in a very thin, black mask that only allowed his eyes to show 
through.
     "The Chameleon. He's wanted in twenty states. He even gave Kal 
El a run for his money. At least he doesn't know I'm Supergirl. I'll play 
along with him and see what he's up to." She thought smiling slightly 
at her obviously superior position. "If nothing else, a story about 
Supergirl bagging the Chameleon could land me back in the chief's 
favor."
     "What have you done with Doc. Staltweiner!" Linda blared 
defiantly.
     "Oh, you'll be seeing him soon enough my dear. NOW STAND UP 
AND SIT IN THIS CHAIR!" he screamed turning one of the dining 
table chairs around and placing it in the middle of the floor.
     Linda walked over and sat down. The Chameleon immediately 
grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. She felt him tie 
her hands together with rope and nearly burst out snickering at how 
ridiculous this was. He then moved in front of her and began tying her 
curvaceous calves together.
     "Let's see. I could sledge hammer him straight to the first floor or, I 
could punt him into the next state or. ah what the heck. He seems to 
be having fun. Besides, I can't find out what he's up to if I smash him 
now." She thought snickering some more.
     His hand slid up her long leg and over her firm thigh. "Of course, 
if he tries to cop a feel, he's dead meat." Her eyes glared seeing his 
hand going dangerously north.
     "Oh. you'll never get away with this. " Linda said twisting about 
in the chair and pretending to fight the ropes in her best damsel in 
distress voice. "Supergirl will surely stop you!" she added.
     "That's what I'm hoping my dear. that's why I'm nabbing your 
sweet ass." He said grabbing her chin.
     She continued to twist about, making little "Oh you.." "Let me 
go." "uggh" struggling sounds nearly enjoying the bondage side of 
the whole thing. Sure, being really captured was life threatening at 
times but, at the same time, being bound and restrained made her 
tingle. It was even fun when she knew nothing bad was going to 
happen. She was the world's most powerful woman and it sometimes 
felt good to be helpless and powerless. Of course the keyword here was 
SOMETIMES.
     She then looked across the room at a mirror and watched behind 
her as  the Chameleon pull out a small, smoky glass bottle and a hand 
sized cotton pad. "Oh you have got to be kidding. Chloroform?? 
ME?!!" she thought rolling her eyes. The idea actually seemed kind of 
kinky since she loved watching movies with that theme. "OK so I'm a 
bit of a pervert." She thought getting more turned on by her helpless 
part in this unwinding play.
     "I'll just play asleep and let him kidnap me." She smiled. "Too bad 
I can never get anyone to roll play this with me." She muttered softly.
     "You must have the constitution of a horse my dear. There was 
enough animal tranquilizer in that champaign to knock out a herd of 
elephants." He said walking up behind her and pouring the bottle's 
contents into the pad.
    "Hmmm. that champaign did taste a bit salty come to think of it." 
She thought licking her lips and using her super palette to taste the 
Champaign.
    "I think this will be much more effective." He said holding her head 
and bring the pad around and over her face.
    "OK Linda. Oscar award time. Let's give him a show he'll never 
forget." She thought rolling her head back and letting him place the 
cotton over her nose and mouth.
     She thrashed her head. She moaned. She twisted and pulled at her 
ropes and squealed under the pad. Panting and groaning she put on a 
show that made her more turned on than was really necessary. Then 
she started to slow and sway, faking the anesthetics effects. In reality, 
she could probably eat, sleep, bathe and drink the stuff and never feel 
it. She took in a long, deep breathe and sank back.
     Suddenly, her eyes burst open in shock. "What THE!. What is 
this!!!" Her body started to buck and twist with renewed zeal as the 
fumes started drastically sapping her strength.
     "That's right Ms. Danvers. Not your ordinary chloroform. In fact, 
its not chloroform at all. Its a special substance I "discovered" that is 
laced with kryptonite to heighten its potency. Even if you were 
Supergirl I doubt you could resist it." He said grunting and throwing 
his weight into a girl who now just got a whole lot stronger and a 
whole lot harder to handle.
     "In fact. gmppph. if you were.. Ngh Supergirl. you'd be in 
some pretty deep shit right about now." He added gasping and 
grunting and not even realizing that his feet left the floor once or 
twice. 
     "The fumes .. Mph.. would carry. kryptonite particles directly 
into. nnggg. your lungs. You'd be feeling weaker than. gnnn.. a 
newborn baby. nnn.." he continued, wrestling with the big blonde 
with all his strength.
     "KRYPTONITE!! In my lungs!! Can't stay awake. NO!!!" her 
body began to sway again. This time it was no act. The maid of might 
was slowly sinking, slipping away as the fumes sapped her will and 
strength. With one final deep moan, Supergirl's luscious blue eyes 
rolled up into her head and she collapsed unconscious and 
anesthetized.
    "Man! What a bull! Lady you gotta lay off the aerobics tapes." The 
Chameleon said panting and gasping as he let her head slip back. He 
then resoaked the pad and placed it back over her nose and mouth 
exacting a small, final moan and shake from the blonde. He then took 
a roll of duct tape and taped it in place around her head.
     "There, that should keep you asleep for a very long time." He said 
as he packed up his items and walked into the bedroom. Momentarily, 
he came back out looking just like one of the hotel's laundry boys, 
complete with a new face. He went into the hall and wheeled in the 
laundry cart that Linda had so innocently ignored just a few minutes 
earlier.
     He grabbed her by her legs and back and lifted her into the basket. 
"UUMMMPH!! WOW! You oughta lay off the bon-bons too, bitch! 
You gotta weigh over 200 pounds!" he said shoving her legs in the 
basket and piling dirty towels on top of her.
     He wheeled the cart down the hall, down the elevator and to a 
parked laundry van sitting not more than four slots away from her 
white Mercedes. He knew he needed to leave her car there so Supergirl 
would find it and the clues he carefully left in the suite pointing the 
Maid of Might to his trap.
     The van doors slammed shut and the truck drove away with a 
bound, gagged and anesthetized Supergirl helplessly sleeping in the 
back.
     *     *    *
     Supergirl's eyes slowly opened to the sounds of chirping birds. 
Sunlight poured through some laced curtains and splashed down on 
her shapely, bound form laying on a large, king sized bed. How long 
had it been? Where was she? All she knew was she was dammed tired 
and very dizzy.
     She pulled at her arms but to no avail. "Strength's gone! Can't free 
my hands." 
     Her arms had been retied behind her back, this time very 
thoroughly to make sure she couldn't untie them. Her legs were bound 
just as tight with several loops around her knees and calves. Her 
mouth was stuffed with some sort of rag and a large scarf was tied over 
to prevent her from pushing the rag out. 
     "Who ever this Chameleon is, he sure knows how to tie a girl up." 
She thought trying to break the ropes.
     She then stopped cold and rolled over to look at her blouse. She 
sighed in relief and relaxed on the bed "Whew! At least he didn't try 
and take my top off. Kind of hard to explain a Supergirl suit and I 
don't think he'd believe it was a T-shirt." She thought rolling and 
struggling as she tried to figure out where she was.
     "Has to be the country. No sign of Metropolis sky scrapers, at least 
out this window. Too many birds too. The house seems like an old 
farm house or ranch house." She squinted and strained but her x-ray 
vision revealed nothing. "I couldn't see through a glass of water right 
now."
     For several minutes she pulled, moaned and twisted about on the 
bed trying to untie her knots. Then, the bedroom door opened and the 
Chameleon, wearing his black mask, walked confidently in.
     "Ah, Ms. Danvers. So good of you to wake up. I hope my special 
chloroform had no ill effects." He said in a patronizing voice, sitting 
down on the bed and putting his gloved hand on her head.
     "I didn't think so. It really affects normal people like you and I just 
like a regular anesthetic. I had to place a pad of it over you nose and 
mouth to keep you asleep.  You got a hefty dose of the ether so you're 
going to feel pretty dizzy for a while." He continued, running his 
hands slowly over Supergirl's shoulder and toward her hip.
     "Good thing you weren't Supergirl." He said looking out the 
window. "I bet if she had that pad taped over her nose and mouth for 
that long, the fumes would have completely soaked her lungs with 
kryptonite. She'd probably be ruined or hopelessly weakened. Maybe 
even permanently robbed of her powers." He said pondering the 
possibilities.
     Supergirl's eyes bulged in horror as she heard this and a wave of 
dread flooded over her like a black tide. "Great Krypton. I hope he's 
not right!!"
     He then ran his hand down Supergirl's thigh and back up and 
cupped her rear. "You know Ms. Danvers. You ARE a very fetching 
woman. Maybe I'll have a little fun with you before Supergirl shows up 
to rescue you." He said looking down at her cleavage. 
    Supergirl stared in shock as he reached up and undid the top button 
of her blouse. He gaped at her smooth, perfectly tan cleavage and he 
ran his finger gently from her collar bone to her breast.
    Supergirl could only pant and shake in fear that, not only might she 
be ruined, but, he would see her blue suit just inches from his finger. 
She sighed in relief as he quickly stood up and stood over her. 
     "Not now my dear. You'll be desert." He laughed as he walked out 
of the room and locked the bedroom door behind him.
     "Yeah. In your dreams dickless." She thought renewing her efforts 
at breaking the ropes. 
     After several minutes of bondage aerobics on the bed, Supergirl 
finally managed to sit up then stand. She hopped about the room, 
trying to find something, anything to cut the ropes but everything had 
been taken out of the room except for a card table and a bed. The 
window yielded even less possibilities since it was barred and she 
could see nothing for eternity across waving wheat fields. 
     "Even if I could scream there's probably no one around for miles to 
hear it." She thought.
     Suddenly, thinking what resources she did have, she remembered 
her costume. "Its still invulnerable. My belt buckle is probably the 
hardest substance on Earth!" she thought in excitement and she started 
pulling at her skirt with her hands behind her back to expose her 
Supergirl belt. With her fingers, she began pulling the belt around her 
waist till it was behind her. She then went to work rubbing the ropes 
against the metal edge, working them until..
     SNAP!!
     Her hands were free. Moments later she was completely untied and 
stood ready to act.
     "Danvers. Supergirl. Danvers. Supergirl. Oh what the hell 
should I do. As Danvers I might get lucky and bop this guy over the 
head or something. As Supergirl, he might get intimidated and give 
up. Then again he did say he had a trap set for me. Probably more of 
that funky ether stuff." She said pondering her next move. 
     "If I stay Danvers and he grabs me again, sooner or later he's going 
to take my clothes off and find out. Oh the heck with it! I'll just have 
to bluff him!" she mumbled pulling off her business suit to become 
SUPERGIRL!
     *     *     *
     The door to the bedroom came crashing down into the living room 
and Chameleon jumped for his Uzi only to be stopped by the most 
shapely, curvaceous female silhouette he has ever seen. 
     "STOP! Chameleon! You're mine NOW!" blared Supergirl as she 
stepped onto the fallen door and walked into the living room. "..hope 
he doesn't notice I pulled the hinge pins from the door or that the 
bedroom window is still intact." She thought standing proud and 
spreading her long legs.
     "SUPERGIRL!! So soon! Those clues were supposed to lead you all 
over Metropolis! How did you figure out the bowling ball and toilet 
paper puzzle so quickly!!???" the Chameleon gasped, stammering in 
shock.
     "Huh??.." Supergirl said curling her lip in puzzlement. "Oh that. 
it was. it was. easy." she proclaimed taking another step toward 
him. 
     The Chameleon lunged at his uzi and raised it straight at 
Supergirl's S. She cracked a smile and stood calmly. "Come now. Do 
you honestly think that's going to work?" she said looking at the gun. 
He immediately dropped it, knowing the futility of his effort and 
before she burned the damn thing out of his hands. 
     She grinned some more with a smug smile at her deceptive ruse. "I 
bet I could make this guy bark like a dog and the whole time he could 
just blow my head off."
     "C'mon Chameleon. Ms. Danvers is safe and the police are on their 
way.." She started to say with superiority.
     Suddenly, Supergirl stopped. 
     "I've got him bluffed but what now. There are no police till I call 
them and I don't think he'll buy a "can I use your phone" line." She 
thought biting her lip. Then an idea sprang to mind.
     "I'll have to tie you up for now till the police arrive. I have an oil 
fire in Iraq to put out and don't have time to wait around." She 
proclaimed walking up to him and pointing down the hall to the front 
door. "Outside Chameleon so the police can find you." She ordered.
     "Ohh.. yeah. sure. just don't break my legs or anything." He 
said cowering and walking along ahead of her.
     "So! Thought you'd threaten Ms. Danvers eh? What was that line 
about "a little FUN"!" she taunted pushing him along. 
     "I didn't mean anything. You have to keep your hostages on edge 
you know. they gotta think you're bad. you know that.Its in the 
rule book." he said stammering as they walked into the entry hall.
     "I have a good mind to slap you around a bit! You think its fun 
being knocked out and tied up!" Supergirl replied spinning him 
around and grabbing him by the shirt collars. 
     "Uh no Supergirl. no not at all." he stammered.
     "That's MSSSS. Supergirl to you! Got it!" she snarled back at him.
     "Yes. yes.. Ms. Supergirl." he replied as he opened the front 
door and stepped outside. Supergirl walked up behind him and smiled 
as she stood inside the house looking out at the laundry van and 
salvation.
     Suddenly, the floor gave way under her and Supergirl plummeted 
like a rock. She slid down a narrow, cylindrical shaft, till she hit the 
bottom nearly twenty feet down. Immediately, the trap door sealed 
back up and Supergirl found herself in a dimly lit metal cylinder.
     "Vanadium alloy! Tough enough to slow me down, even at full 
strength! What is this.!!"
     With an explosion from all sides, gas began pouring into the 
chamber, engulfing Supergirl in a cloud of.. "Oh NO! That special 
ether!!"
     She pounded and punched at the sides but with utter futility. If any 
of her powers had come back, they were surely sapped away by now. 
Her head began to spin, her vision blurred. She staggered and spun 
then slammed into the side of the cylinder. Her eyes grew heavy and 
she sank slowly and softly into the misty cloud around her body. With 
one last moan, Supergirl collapsed unconscious.
     *     *     *
     "Oh GREAT! Not AGAIN!" Supergirl thought as she pulled at her 
bindings. This time, however, instead of some rope and a bed, she was 
restrained on a thick metal table with vanadium gauntlets, metallic 
straps and hydraulic bracers against her shoulders, thighs and chest. 
Her mouth was gagged with a large, red ball gag and she lay spread 
eagle like a lab specimen.
     "Ah, so we're not so spunky now, are we? Super SLUT!" the 
Chameleon blared leaning over a slightly shirking and helpless 
Supergirl. He reached down and pulled out her ball gag and grinned as 
she wet her lips.
    "OK, spill it." Supergirl said rolling her eyes.
    "Spill what?" the Chameleon asked curiously.
    "You know, your master plan." she said with a "duh" expression.
    "Oh, come now. Do you honestly think I'm just some common 
comic book thug? I am a super genius blondie! I don't need to tell you 
anything." he said standing tall and gazing outward.
    "But my plan is soooo brilliant. You just have to hear it. I'm sure 
it'll really freak you out." He added spring down over her and giggling 
like a child.  He walked to the base of the table and yanked off a large 
cloth.
     "VOILLA!" he said with a smile.
     The cloth revealed a plant. Not an ordinary plant but a huge, viney, 
pulsating plant the size of which Supergirl had never seen before. It 
stood about the size of a person and seemed to be one base stalk with 
arm like tendrils and a huge, closed bud at the top.
     "Oh shit! What the hell is THAT!" Supergirl gasped staring down 
her body at the flailing plant.
     "Actually this is Professor Staltweiner's discovery. You see, I met 
the man a few months ago in Atlantic city trying to sell some sort of 
secret kitty litter grain to some company or other. He got drunk and 
told me of this plant that came on a meteorite that landed on his 
farm." The Chameleon started to explain as he patted the writhing 
plant on its bud.
     "I thought nothing of it till he told me what it survived and grew 
on. He said it got stronger with better sources of this special nutrient. 
He even said that, with a super powerful source, the plant would 
become super powerful itself. I figured I could use this creature to my 
advantage." The Chameleon added leaning back over Supergirl.
     "So I killed the stupid oaf and took over his house. After feeding it 
normal sources of food, I realized he was right and had to see what 
would happen if it feasted upon a super being. A super being such as 
your lovely self." He said grinning and letting his words sink into 
Supergirl's mind.
     "Uh. so you're saying that. that thing is going to eat me???" 
Supergirl said timidly looking back down at a now more excited plant.
     "Oh you could say eat. eat out that is. You see my busty blonde 
baffoon, my little pet feeds upon. vaginal juices." He stated laughing 
out loud with the worst diabolic rant she ever heard.
     For a long moment no one said anything.
     "So. what's your point Chameleon?" Supergirl said puzzled.
     "My point? MY POINT??!! Oh you won't get my point.. "he 
laughed as he reached down and grabbed her g-string panties and 
pulled them down her now wiggling hips and thighs to her knees. ". 
you'll get ITS!!"
      Supergirl stared down at the creature who was now looming up 
and over her body, raising its bud toward her hips. Suddenly, the bud 
blossomed and spread open revealing a slippery, dripping wet pink 
interior and a large, bloated, foot long stamen  wiggling like a snake.
     "Great KRYPTON! That can't be what I think it is. can it??" 
Supergirl screamed in shock and horror.
     "Ohhhh yeahhh!! Bottoms up Super CUNT!!!" the Chameleon 
replied.
     Like a striking cobra, the plant lunged down and plunged its 
slippery stamen deep into Supergirl's now exposed and unprotected 
vagina. The maid of might surged upward screaming and gasping in 
both horror and intense stimulation as the bloated penis like organ 
slammed its way deep into her. For several agonizing minutes the 
blonde avenger banged and surged uncontrollably while the plant 
pounded, plunged and pumped each inch of resistance out of her fiery 
hips.
     "AAARRRGHHH!! Get it OUT!!! Oh great KRYPTON!! ITS 
FUCKING ME!!!" she screamed reeling back.
     "Not on your life Supergirl. I must see what happens when this 
thing gets a taste of Super SNATCH." The Chameleon replied. As 
Supergirl writhed and wiggled, the madman leaned over her and 
pulled up her top to let her massive breasts roll lazily out.
     "You. you. uggh. get your hands off meeee.." She cried 
watching him grab her breasts and grope them like a child playing 
with clay. 
     "Man, I've been dying to get a hold of these babies." He said 
pinching her perfect nipples and mashing her melon like tits between 
his fingers. "I found, from the prostitutes I kidnapped and fed to my 
pet, that getting the girl all hot made her lubricate even more. Lube 
away Supergirl, lube away."
     Suddenly, Supergirl felt the oddest sensation from between her 
legs. It was something she had never felt before. It didn't hurt but, 
seeing her predicament she didn't think it was helping either. She 
looked down and gasped in horror as she figured out what was 
happening. The plant was now undulating as though it were sucking. 
The stem expanded, then convulsed as it drew fluid from Supergirl's 
heavily lubing vagina. Almost like a kid sucking up a milkshake 
through a straw, the alien plant feasted on the most powerful, and 
wettest snatch on Earth.
     The sensation was unbelievable. Supergirl arched back and seized. 
Her body convulsed and lunged upward as the climax built. Too erotic 
and disgusting to control, the maid of might lost her concentration and 
her body erupted with a super climax sending Supergirl screaming and 
moaning in a tirade of ecstasy.
     "Soups on." The Chameleon laughed as he watched the erotic 
show, getting off on the big blonde's forced climax. He then reached 
down and put the ball gag back into Supergirl's slack, gasping mouth.
     "Now here's the best part. Its going to force you to climax over and 
over and over into you are drained of any and all of your sexual juices. 
Seeing how you have a super endurance, this oughta take all night." 
He stated patting a shocked Supergirl's jello like breast and walking 
away.
     "Nighty night. " he teased shutting off the lights and closing the 
basement door leaving a struggling, desperate and moaning Supergirl 
being raped and climaxed uncontrollably in the lonely darkness.
     *     *     *
     In the darkness, as the night continued, the moans and screams 
grew more violent. A shapely, female silhouette bucked and surged 
viciously as the plant increased its feeding and its stimulating to get 
even more food from its host. Hours passed. The two grew more 
violent. Then the female silhouette broke free of its bonds, yanked 
away by the maddened creature. Her body slammed against the walls, 
plowed into the floor, soared and hung suspended by a myriad of 
tentacle like vines as the creature fucked her with brutal abandonment. 
The busty, helpless shadow struggled in vain as she sank into the 
darkness with the massive alien cock raping her brutally.
     *     *    *
     The crash woke the Chameleon launching him off the living room 
couch and plastering him against the far wall. The sun shown bright 
through the living room windows and he turned to look at the clock. 
     "Three in the afternoon! Shit I must have slept all night!" he 
complained getting up and looking about. Another, smaller crash rang 
out from the kitchen and the Chameleon ran. "Oh man, I'm in deep 
shit of she got free.." He thought as he walked in. He stopped cold, 
however, as the site before froze him cold.
     The kitchen was a kitchen no more. As though some kind of 
missile launched itself from the basement, the floor, far wall, ceiling 
and second floor bedroom had been torn free of the house, leaving an 
erupted hole and a blasted away section of house. A few moments 
later, the bulk of the east side of the house settled lazily to the ground 
out in the wheat field nearly a mile away.
     "What the fuck happened!!" The Chameleon gasped in shock. 
Suddenly, a soft female moan broke the sound of settling wood and 
debris. "SUPERGIRL!!??"
     He looked down through the hole in the floor at a devastated 
basement. Supergirl was sprawled about like a tossed rag doll. Her 
costume was a total mess as well as her hair, which was sprayed about 
her face like a wet mop. She lay naked except her boots and head band 
on the now busted up vanadium table she was once strapped too. Her 
shapely body rolled about slowly as she moaned.
     The Chameleon jumped down and helped the maid of might sit up. 
"What happened Supergirl??"
     Supergirl could only stare up at him with a glazed look. She had 
been fucked over and over again so much that she was totally 
vegitized. The Chameleon grabbed a nearby cloth and soaked it with 
his special ether. "Sorry Superslut but I gotta keep you under wraps." 
He said putting her back to sleep.
     *    *     *
     Powergirl hit the side of the Metropolis public library like a fired 
cannon ball. The stone and debris piled on top of her twisted body and 
the short hared blonde cupped her head trying to shake the cobwebs. 
She looked out the hole in the wall made by her busty body and stared 
on horror.
     It was huge, about 40 feet tall. A plant with a large, central bud and 
long tentacle arms with smaller buds on their ends. Worse yet, it had 
the strength of a thousand men. Powergirl couldn't believe its 
immense strength as she staggered up to face it once more.
     Suddenly, a small car sailed in from the side and slammed into the 
writhing weed sending it staggering back against the side of the 
building's south wing. Wonder Woman picked up another car and 
fired it, landing another blow.
     At the same time, Maxima let lose another blast of psychic energy, 
pushing the plant straight through the wall and causing the south wing 
of the library to topple and bury it completely.
     "Finally. It took all three of us but we nailed it." Powergirl said 
brushing off her body and walking up to Maxima and Wonder 
Woman. The crowd of citizens stayed way back but the busy, 
Metropolis street was still crowded with over turned cars, ambulances, 
fire trucks and rescue crews.
     "Yes, the foul beast is doomed. No creature rises after Maxima's 
blast." The fiery red head said arrogantly as they all stared at the 
collapsed building in satisfaction.
     Suddenly, the mound erupted as streams of vines shot out at the 
over confident trio. With a wet, wiping sound, tendril after tendril 
wrapped around each heroine's limbs. Wonder Woman's shapely 
thighs were wrapped, then her arms and finally her struggling waist. 
Powergirl's long legs also were cocooned as well as her chest and 
arms. More and more vines lashed out reducing both Wonder Woman 
and Powergirl to struggling cocoons.
     Maxima tore her viney bonds and sailed upward. A new salvo of 
tendrils launched out at her and she screamed like a lassoed firebrand 
as her body was ensnared by the plant's steel like grip. The mound of 
rubble erupted like a volcano and the plant stood back up now holding 
the three violently gyrating heroines.
    "How dare you touch MAXIMA! I shall teach you RESPECT!" The 
fire red head blared as she launched herself at the beast. Her body 
slammed into its base, sending it back. She added blow after blow into 
its gut in a violent tirade of female rampage.
     More and more vines rushed in to overcome the feisty attacker. The 
red head's blows were quickly stopped and Maxima too found herself 
gagged and cocooned by dozens of super strong vines. 
     The creature then raised Maxima in the air and grabbed onto her 
costume with several vines. With a yank, the vines all pulled at once 
ripping her costume free and reducing her to her luscious naked form. 
Then, a stalk rose up and flowered revealing another bloated stamen. 
It slammed into her tightly bound hips sending the red head reeling in 
pain and sensation. For several minutes it pumped Maxima's gyrating, 
bound and gagged body making her squeal and twist like a fucked pig. 
The stamen gulped and sucked her juices like a baby sucking down a 
bottle of milk.
     For several minutes the crowd watched as the fiery red head was 
fucked and sucked. The plant then yanked its stamen free and tossed 
Maxima like a soldier yank the pin on a grenade and throwing it. 
Maxima blasted down the street and plowed into a parked bus. He 
spent, naked body sank defeated in the wreckage.
     Powergirl pulled as hard as he could and ripped some of the vines 
holding her. "Dear GOD! It raped MAXIMA! You fucking disgusting 
WEED!" she bellowed. The blonde plowed through the vines like a 
line backer and wound up to punch the main stem of the plant with her 
mightiest blow.
     The plant looked down and a psyionic blast sent Powergirl back 
down the street like a fire hose. The blonde slammed back first into 
another stone building and sank slightly in the depression. The plant 
then began to recocooned the dazed heroine.
     Wonder Woman saw her chance and lashed out with her own rage. 
With a massive yank matched only by Supergirl herself, the amazing 
amazon pulled the creature's base roots out from under it, sending it 
toppling to the ground. Now loose, Wonder Woman picked up another 
car and raised it to bash the creature senseless.
     Too late, however, as the vines it had devoted to Maxima were now 
free to deal with its new attacker. In seconds, the amazon was 
recocooned and pulled out from under the car. Her struggling body 
was pulled into the air along with Powergirl's and both heroine fought 
in futility against their viney bonds. 
    Then, like with their defeated cohort Maxima, the plant ripped their 
costumes free and raised their gyrating hips. Each heroine got a taste 
of stamen rape and violently bucked from the forced penetration.
     The crowd, news crews and rescue workers stared in horror as they 
watched both female bodies being violently raped. The plant sucked 
and drained both girls at once sending each heroine into a series of 
convulsing climaxes. The stamens then retracted leaving Wonder 
Woman and Powergirl moaning and fucked. 
    With a sadistic pleasure the plant swung both heroines apart then 
slammed them together like smashing two eggs. Their fiery struggles 
stopped. The plant then wiped their spent bodies across the city like 
crushed, empty beer cans and started inching its way down the street. 
     Wonder Woman's naked body slammed into a small grocery store 
while Powergirl came through an office building and down into the 
street nearly ten blocks away. Both heroines lay groaning with defeat 
as the creature continued its rampage with both curvaceous ladies 
wondering how they could have been so easily beaten.
     "Shit! Am I a God or WHAT!" screamed the Chameleon as though 
he were watching a football game. "Three to zip Super SLUT! Looks 
like your bimbo super girlfriends got the fuck they deserved!" he 
screamed in her face as he rooted the plant on. 
     Supergirl sat bound to a chair. Her long legs were crossed and 
bound and her hands were tied behind her back. Her mouth was once 
again gagged with a cherry red ball gag and she sat naked and 
depleted. The Chameleon had set up two chairs and a TV in the 
basement and watched each blow by blow live. Every once in a while, 
the Chameleon would sit next to her and play with one of her plump 
breasts or rub his hands between her legs as he watched his creation 
rampage through the city. He had her and she knew it. She not only 
had to get her ass out of this but also had to get her powers back and 
figure out how to defeat that creature.
     "I've got to get the kryptonite out of my lungs. But how.." she 
thought sneering at the Chameleon's groping hands. 
     Suddenly a wave of hope shot through her. "That bottle of acid on 
the shelf. If I could inhale it. but how can I get this jerk to cut me 
loose."
     "HEYMMMM CAAAMMEEEBLLLUMM" Supergirl stammered 
from her gag.
    "What Super cunt?" He said pulling her gag free.
    "I.. I can't take it anymore.." She whimpered. "I've never been 
so humiliated.. I'll do anything. just don't hurt me anymore." she 
cried as she stared at him with her baby blues.
    "Ah, I knew you'd come around. Will you be my sex slave??" he 
blared.
    "No! I.I can't. I've never been with a man.." she stuttered 
balling her head off.
    "No SHIT! Really!" the Chameleon said perking up like a ten year 
old.
    "Well, with a super hymen its impossible for a man to. you 
know." she said softly.
    "Yeee hhhhaaa!! I get ta pop Supergirl's cherry!!" he proclaimed. 
In a feverish rush he untied her legs and lifted her up. Like a 
inexperienced teenager her pulled her close and slammed a deep kiss 
on her.
    At this point, she knew she had him. She let out her breathe from 
deep in her lungs and the Chameleon froze.
    "BLLLLAHHH!!! That is the WORST breath I have ever smelled!!" 
he screamed making Supergirl turn away in humiliation.
    "I'mmm I'm sorry. I mean you had me tied up for over a day. 
Maybe if I could freshen up.??" she said lifting her eyes like a puppy 
dog.
    "Well, OK. But I got the ether stuff. Any funny business and its 
lights out! Ya hear Super whore!" he said arrogantly as he untied her 
arms. "By the way. There's a teddy upstairs in the first floor bedroom. 
I was going to have that busy body Linda Danvers wear it but you can 
wear it instead." He said slapping her on the ass. 
    Supergirl boiled on the inside but stayed calm as the Chameleon 
returned to watching his creature rip apart the Metropolis amusement 
park. She subtly picked up the vile of acid and walked upstairs.
    "Krypton I hope this works." She thought as she stood in the 
bathroom and raised the beaker. "This could easily eat my insides out 
but I think I still have my invulnerability. hopefully." 
     She leaned her head back and poured the acid down her nose. The 
acid made a sizzling sound and the maid of might grimaced in pain as 
the fluid poured into her lungs. She then grabbed her nose and mouth 
and held them closed as the searing pain burned her chest. Finally, 
with a convulsive explosion from her nose and mouth, she sprayed 
acid all over the sink and mirror leaving steaming drops all over the 
place. Supergirl then collapsed.
     *     *     *
     "Oh. ok.. Is this what you wanted." Supergirl said shyly as she 
sauntered down the stairs. The Chameleon stood up and she could see 
his bulge as he gaped at her. Supergirl was completely naked except 
for a shear teddy and laced panties. Her long hair was draped to one 
side and she had put on a pair of four inch pink pumps.
    "Oh YEAH BABY!!" the Chameleon drooled. He lunged for 
Supergirl sending them both to the floor. His hands were all over her 
and his mouth went crazy kissing and sucking on her breasts.
     "Um.. Uhh. don't you want to do any foreplay." she asked 
shaking her head at his sophomoric bumbling as he unzipped his pants 
and pulled out his cock.
    "Foreplay! I got your foreplay BITCH!" he sneered aiming his dick 
and slamming it home. Suddenly, the Chameleon froze in shock.
    "Oh Chameleon dear. Don't you want me??" Supergirl said 
wrapping her arms around him with an iron grip. The Chameleon 
slammed into her chest and he struggled like a pet cat in a child's 
arms. His penis had slammed into a wall of vaginal steel that not even 
the jaws of life could part.
    "Oh SHIT!!! You have your POWERS!!" he screamed from 
between her breasts.
    "Ohhhhh yeahhhhh BABY!!!" Supergirl replied mockingly as she 
pressed her lips to his and kissed him off. She then flipped him over 
and knelt over him. "Now I'm gonna rock your world!"
     *     *    *
     The plant had destroyed the amusement park, suck fucking and 
draining various captured females along the way. It had grown to 
nearly 80 feet tall and nothing seemed to stop it. Tanks, rockets, small 
arms and helicopters had no effect, being swatted like insects. Three 
more heroines tried to stop it to no avail. Fire, She-hulk and Gigantra 
all met the same fate as Wonder Woman, Maxima and Powergirl. 
     Gigantra was the last to fall. A new super heroine with the ability 
to grow to nearly forty feet, she thought she could defeat the creature 
with ease. Sadly, her first outing as a super heroine not only met with 
a devastating climaxing and banging but also her shapely body filmed 
by several news crews being fist fucked by the plants huge main 
stamen. Her large body lay helpless and naked, slumped up against the 
Daily Planet building. This new drained ability allowed the plant to 
nearly double its size.
     Supergirl soared in from the west and stopped in mid flight. "Great 
Krypton!!" she gasped. "Talk about over watering!!" She looked down 
at the jar she was holding and hoped it would be enough.
    The blonde bombshell, wearing a dirty but intact Supergirl costume, 
shot down at the plant with all her speed. Like a bullet, she fired 
through nearly a block of flailing vines until she impacted directly into 
the creatures main bud.
     "That oughta get its attention." She thought laying on the ground. 
Sure enough, the plant grabbed the heroine and raised her to face it. 
Somehow, it had a bond to the woman. It new this was the one who 
gave it all its original power and it spread its main bud open dying to 
feast some more. 
     Supergirl struggled as the plant spread her legs and pulled down 
her g-string. The main stamen, now the size of a city bus dripped and 
loomed closer.
     "OH NO! That'll never FIT!" she screamed.
     The plant, however, had other plans. As the giant stamen hovered 
in front of the doll sized super heroine, a bulbous nodule at the base of 
the plant parted open. A new tendril came out from it and came up to 
Supergirl's crotch. This new one looked very different. It was white 
and veiny and throbbed. It also had a large, curled opening at the tip. 
     It hovered for several moments and Supergirl tensed ready for the 
penetration. Suddenly, a large explosion rocked the plant and 
Supergirl twisted about in the vines from the shock wave. Gigantra 
had revived and had flung a car at the creature. She had shrunk down 
to 12 feet in height since her powers had been depleted yet she still 
had some hefty strength. She raised another car and took aim. Sadly, it 
only took mere moments for the plant to ensnare the larger heroine in 
its viney grip. Shortly, Gigantra's cocooned, gagged and naked body 
raised up next to Supergirl, her body bent over and her bare ass 
pointing at Supergirl.
     The new vine that was meant for Supergirl now turned and faced 
the larger hips and vagina of Gigantra. With a powerful thrust, it 
plunged into the giantess's vagina and easily slid deep into her 
gyrating hips. The inexperienced and panicking heroine struggled in 
vain as the relatively smaller vine see sawed its way in and out of her. 
To Gigantra, the vine was the width of a pencil but it still writhed like 
a snake.
     Suddenly, a gelatinous egg convulsed forth from the base of the 
plant where the new stamen came from and the plant surged it up the 
tube toward Gigantra's struggling body. Supergirl watched helplessly 
as the mass pressed up against the heroine's cunt. It easily forced its 
way past her lips and disappeared inside. The brunette giantess reeled 
her head upward and spasmed as the tube deposited its alien seed. The 
proboscis then pulled itself out with a sloppy pop and the plant tossed 
Gigantra several blocks away to come crashing down on a fire truck.
     "Great KRYPTON! It impregnated her!!" Supergirl gasped. The 
new penis now turned to Supergirl and plunged into her bare vagina. 
To Supergirl, the proboscis was the size of a huge dildo and it took a 
lot more force and pressure to get it deep into her. As with Gigantra, 
another egg issued forth and began working its way toward the 
gyrating heroine.
     "Ugggh. I've got to. got to." she raised the jar and grabbed 
the huge, main stamen with her free arm. It was covered with large 
suction cup protrusions, similar to a tongue. Supergirl grabbed one of 
the suction cups and poured the jar's contents into the cup. She then 
reeled and dropped the empty jar as she felt something large press 
against her vagina.
     The mass of the egg inside the tube began spreading her super 
vagina. It was the size of a baseball and Supergirl knew this thing 
would tear her apart trying to get it in. She tightened her vagina to its 
max but she was losing the fight. The mass spread her wider, making 
her scream and slam her hips uncontrollably.
     "Itsss. ITSSS.. GOING INNN!!!!" Supergirl gritted her teeth 
and fought in vain.
     Suddenly, the creature reared back and let out a deafening howl. 
The huge plant swayed and slammed itself against the buildings on 
each side of the street. Supergirl could feel the plant's grip loosen. 
With a burst of super strength, Supergirl grabbed the proboscis and 
pulled it free just as the plant discharged its egg. The egg dropped to 
the street and burst with a splash.
      Supergirl then exploded from the vines and flew down to the base. 
With a massive surge of strength, the Maid of Might lifted the plant 
and started flying it skyward. The plant was still howling and writhing 
but now it appeared to be getting smaller. Its lighter mass allowed her 
to accelerate to super sonic speed and she soon reached the main 
island of Hawaii and its currently active volcano. With a mighty 
tossed, she threw the plant straight into the caldron.
     For several moments, the plant howled and wailed in the sea of 
lava. The heat ignited the creature and it began to burn violently. With 
one last death throw, the plant lunged up, then sank into the lava, 
dead.
     *      *      *
     "blubbbubbbabbabbabbabba AHHH NOOO!! Not again!!! NOT 
AGAIN!!!" the Chameleon screamed as the police hauled his hand 
cuffed body past a grinning Supergirl and the other super heroines.
     "What's his problem?" Wonder Woman asked wrapping herself 
tighter in a blanket.
     "Oh nothing. I just rocked his world." Supergirl smiled blowing the 
Chameleon a kiss. He immediately jumped and screamed, "Oh God 
take me away! I confess! Get me away.. from HER!!!". The now 
demasked Chameleon waddled toward the paddy wagon babbling 
about being raped and abused. The police merely smiled and patted 
him on the back, "yeah sure, right. Must have been horrible."
     "So what was that stuff you put in the plant." Asked Maxima as she 
stood naked in front of the police and rescue personnel. She knew she 
was physically perfect and didn't mind one bit if anyone stared at her 
luscious form.
     "It was the rest of that ether stuff the Chameleon used on me. I 
figured the creature got its initial powers from me so it would have the 
same weakness to kryptonite. Sure enough, the kryptonite devastated 
its system like it did mine and weakened it severely." Supergirl 
explained.
     "Good thing you thought of that before it got you. you know. 
knocked up." Powergirl said. "Wait! What happened to Gigantra??!!" 
she said suddenly realizing they totally forgot about their fallen 
comrade.
     "I thought an ambulance took her. There were some men in white 
lab coats that hauled her away in a truck. I thought they were rescue 
paramedics." She Hulk replied looking at the other heroines in 
puzzlement.
     *      *     *
     Several months later, a Lexcorp lab is working overtime. A female 
form with a bloated belly struggles on an operating table. The now 
normal sized Gigantra is gagged and secured as Lex Luthor's doctors 
work. The giantess's belly surges as the mass inside moves about. 
Suddenly, the heroine brakes into convulsions as the thing inside her 
begins to fight its way out. Her silhouette surges and thrusts as she 
begins giving birth. Outside the operating room, Lex Luthor grins as 
he hears the heroine's pants and cries. "That's right my dear. Give me 
the instrument of Supergirl's death."


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