Supergirl in Superswitch

By Supergirlx & Cliff

Chapter 1

Supergirl looked down at the bracelet in her hand, it was polished gold with ancient writing circling it. She didn't know what the marks meant, nor did she care. She only cared about finding the villain who had left it behind at the last heist. Who had stolen almost three million in jewels from the home of one of the city's most respected families. A thief who had struck in the night, silent and crafty enough to outwit the most complicated security systems. The guards only saw the backs of them as they disappeared into the night, he said they wore strange costumes, like those in pirate movies, ruffled shirts and leather boots with swords. In the darkness he could make out the silhouette of a woman who seemed to be the boss, she smiled broadly, giddy with glee as she ran off with the jewels.

It was all Supergirl needed to hear. She had heard rumors of a new villainess recruiting henchmen around town. Some crazy who had a passion for the swashbuckling of pirates and buccaneers. Well she wasn't about to let some 'Pirate Queen' run amuck in her fair city. Supergirl was the sworn protector of the city, and when the police called on her to help with this, she was more than happy.

Her fingers circled the bracelet in her hands. There, that was what she was looking for. A symbol of a skull with a knife through it. She looked up at the thumping club just down the block from the corner she was on. The same symbol was lit in bright neon just above the door. This was the place, whoever this villain was she was about to come to an end.

Supergirl tucked away the bracelet, she strolled down the street towards the club. As she passed people on the street they eyed her with awe. Some of them smiling broadly, excited to see a real superheroine. Supergirl strolled passed the onlookers, with a confident swagger in her step, she smiled, nodding at some of them. They watched as the costumed heroine approached the door of the club. The bouncer at the front looked her over. He didn't know what to make of her. She was exquisite in her bright blue and red costume, the 'S' on her chest stretched the satin like material of her top between her two round breast. Her short skirt seemed to barely cover her, he could have sworn he caught a glimpse of yellow silk just beneath it as she stepped up to the door. Her shapely legs were firm and smooth, down to her bright red heeled boots. As she approached him the cape behind her fanned in the breeze, she smirked only partially noticing him.

"Excuse me, darling" He looked down at her from behind his dark shades. "But the club is full...you'll have to come back"

"I'm here on official business. "

"Well I'm sorry, you're going to have to come back" The giant of a man stood up from his stool and flexed his muscular arms. "Now little girl, why don't you go and find yourself a costume party somewhere.'

'Doesn't this idiot know who I am ?' She thought. Supergirl snapped a look at him. There was no way she was going to let this bruiser stop her.

"I'll tell you what...." She closed on him, the man gulped as he felt her firm body against his. She was absolutely hot, he was taken aback.

"...you go ahead and sleep while I have a look around." With lightning speed she slapped his head sending him flat back on to his stool. The bouncer slumped unconscious, Supergirl gently adjusted his glasses as if he were asleep. She turned on her heels and entered the club.

Inside the music blared all around, crowds of people were gathered at several of the gambling tables. Cocktail waitresses walked around in skimpy sparkling outfits of pirate girls with large trays of drinks. Supergirl slipped in with little notice as the people were too busy gambling. The ones that did see her looked her up and down in her strange outfit. They whispered to themselves as she walked past. She approached the bar, two men seated there smiled and glared at her. She could feel there eyes circling her.

"I need to find the owner." She said to the bartender.

"S-Supergirl ?" He was surprised. A slight smile slipped across her lips.

"Let me ring the boss and see if she's busy"

'She! I knew I was on the right track !' Supergirl thought as she watched him take a phone from behind the bar and dial an extension.

"Yeah, we....have a problem up hear......." He turned his back on Supergirl for privacy.

Supergirl's eyes widen as she felt the back of her skirt being lifted.

"Hey !" She turned around quickly to the two smiling men behind her.

"Oh, come on honey. Lets see some of that legendary ass of yours."

"Yeah, what say we party ?"

"You're obviously drunk." Supergirl said firmly.

"Oh come on Wonderwoman...lets have some fun."

"I'm not Wonde.......Hey ! Let go of me !!"

Suddenly she was grabbed by the other. He quickly got behind her, pinning her arms to her back. Supergirl tried to pull free but he had a better grip on her.

'Have to stay calm, I don't want to cause a scene when I'm this close.' She told herself.

"Ha, ha...you're not so tough." The drunk in the front of her leered so close she had to turn away from his foul breath. She trembled with anger, trying to control herself. She felt the man behind her laughing as if it was a big joke....no....as if she was a big joke.

"Mary Marvel, Ha !" He laughed. "You not so tough, haha. Just another little girl playing dress up in yurr fancy costume. What's the matter ? Can't break free ? I knew all this talk about superheroines wasn't true."

"I'm not Mary....and I'm trying to be patient with you....but if you don't release me I will be forced to use violence." She said through gritted teeth still held in the man's grip.

"Ohhhh...she's going to use violence..." they mocked laughing at her. "I don't think you're in any positions Wondergirl."

"Release me now !" Supergirl was fed up with this game, she would just have to beat these thugs to a pulp and still get her information. She pulled her arms free of the man behind her. He tried to contain her but was amazed at how strong this girl was. She pushed him back hard against the bar.

"Unnnggggg...."

Turned her gaze towards the man in the front. He backed away stumbling over a nearby table.

Supergirl watched him with a grin.

"You should watch who you pick on next time, " She pointed her finger sternly at him, "You thugs are no match for me, I'm Supermmmmffffffffffff !!!!!!"

"Not so fast, Supergirl." The voice behind her was that of the bartender. Suddenly she saw the soft whit pillow of a cloth being pressed against her nose and face. Fumes from it took her breath away. The bartender was leaning over the bar, clamping the rag to her face, the other drunk behind her had jumped to his feet and was pushing her hands behind her back with all his strength. Her eyes fluttered from the heavy drugs as she tried to fight them off.

"Mmmmmffffffffff" Suddenly the situation had become serious. The drunk in front of her was no longer drunk.........'Oh no...it's a Trap !!'

"We've been expecting you Supergirl."

"Mmmffff.....noooo...." Her young body twisted in their grip, cape flapping behind her, the red and blue heroine couldn't escape.

She struggled but her powers were weakening, she could feel the man behind her strain to keep her from getting free, all the while the chloroform was making her head dizzy. She felt the fake drunk wrap his arms around her boots, her legs were trapped. She wasn't going anywhere. He smiled broadly at her as he held her struggling legs.

"Mmmmmffffff...lllet me gooo.....mmmmmffff"

'The fumes clouding my head...getting weaker....'

The bartender climbed over the bar to help hold her, careful not to let the cloth away from the struggling Supergirl. The three men held on to her, fighting against her super strength as the crowd hardly took notice of the superheroine being subdued at the bar. Some of them stopped catching Supergirl's pleading eyes. But they only smiled, they were happy to see her captured. Some of them she even recognized, ones she had placed in prison before, she hated them seeing her like this.

"That's right, we've been waiting for you Supergirl."

"Mmm...very nice..."

She looked down at the man pinning her legs. He was looking up her skirt, directly at her helpless mound. He smiled as he was able to see her panty cleavage, her soft lips pushing against the material.

'Supergirl's snatch.' He thought watching in awe.

Her hips swaying from side to side, the fiend took great pleasure watching her. His eyes grew wide as he reached for her skirt.

"Gasp..mmmfffff..nnooo...." She struggled harder, unwilling to let the drug take effect. She tried to pull away but couldn't break free. Were these thugs really going to take Supergirl prisoner ?

Now some of the people wondered by, stopping to witness the specticle. A man in dark shades with two tall models in slinky cocktail dresses stopped for a glance. Supergirl recognized him instantly, he was a villain who traded on the black market regularly. She had arrested him several times only to be let go by some judge who had been paid off. He smiled a bit taking a sip of champagne. The girls on either side of his arms,

'What are you looking at sluts ?' Supergirl thought.

The girls giggled, watching the helpless Supergirl. They sipped wine and pointed at her now exposed body. They seemed to be enjoying her situation, laughing as her eyes felt so heavy now. Her body weak as the man continued to gag her with the drugged cloth.

"Mmmm..mmmmm.."

"That's it boys, she's done for now."

"You snooped into the wrong place this time, slut."

Her head slumped lazily on the man's shoulder, her powers gone.

She felt herself become tired, her arms were heavy. Sleep was coming down on her, still the fiends ravaged her body. She could feel the other men taking liberties with her as she grew weaker. Her tits were cupped by strange hands, feeling her through her costume, they groped her defenseless ass as she lay in their clutches like a rag doll.

'So...weak.....can't fight...mm...'

The girl of steel slumped in their arms. She was out, ........defeated and captured.

The spectators laughed, talking among themselves at the excitement.

"...She lost, haha..."

"...should never have come in here, this is our place...who does she think she is ?"

"...someone's finally put that costumed slut in her place....."

The crowd of villains watched joyously as Supergirl's head fell forward, her long hair falling on either side of her.

The men smiled at each other, congratulating themselves on a job well done over the defeated hero. She stood between two of them as they held her up, groggy and weak.

"Let's have a look at her then." One of them said as Supergirl was turned to face the bar. She was bent limply over on it, they pulled her cape away laying the bottom on the side next to her. The bartender grabbed each side of her short skirt and slowly lifted it to present her ass to the audience. The powerless heroine lay face down on the cold bar, unable to stop them. She was at their mercy.

"Woooo...!!!!" The men playfully lifted her skirt revealing her tight panty clad ass. They admired her plush cheeks peeking out, and her firm thighs.

Supergirl lay helpless as one of them grabbed the top of her panties and pulled them tight into her ass. They crowd laughed and giggled as they watched her instant wedgie. Her tender ass shook as next a hand slapped her; the heroine lay completely helpless, at their mercy. The crowd cheered, making a game of her.

"Spank that bitch, " A man with a scar said, " she sent me up for 5 years."

"Lets finisher her off" Another said.

A voice came from the back of the crowd as everyone became silent.

"No."

The crowd parted. There standing behind them was the owner of the bar. A tall attractive looking girl with long dark hair. She wore a puffy white shirt with a leather skirt and knee high boots. A large earring dangled in her right ear and a bull whip hung at her side. Her eyes were piercing behind a black mask that hid her identity.

She walked over to the men and Supergirl. The men quickly pulled the groggy heroine from the bar standing her up.

'Who...' Supergirl tried to think, still feeling her underwear creasing between her privates. '..Pirate Queen...' she could barley make out the blurry images in front of her.

The villainess looked her over for a minute.

"Good, I knew she would come. Now, lets get her downstairs, I have plans for her."

The bartender took Supergirl, she fell over his shoulder. Her cape draped down to the floor over her head, her luscious ass peeking out from beneath the short skirt. He lifted her, walking through the gazing crowd to one of the back doors of the club.

"Hurry, the chloroform won't last long on her." The Pirate Queen hurried past the henchman quickly as he entered through the door.

'W-what happened ?' Supergirl's head was clouded. She didn't know what was going on, it felt as if she were moving without walking. She opened her eyes to see the floor below her, she suddenly realized that she was on someone's shoulder.

'Who ? Wait.....now I remember.'

Just then the man dropped her in a chair.

"What the ?" His eyes were wide with fright. "She's awake !!! She's Awwwwwgggggg"

Supergirl landed a hard punch on his chin sending him flying. She stood up looking at the Pirate Queen and the two other thugs.

'They're not going to get the jump on me this time.'

"Get her !!!" The Pirate Queen shouted as the men charged.

One of them lunged at her with the cloth of chloroform but Supergirl caught his arm.

"Oh no you don't." she bent his arm and pressed the drugs into his face. "Let's see how you like it."

The large man's eyes rolled back as he slumped to the floor.

The other henchman grabbed Supergirl from behind, locking her into a bear hug.

Using her super strength she broke his hold, lifted him from his feet and tossed him aside.

"Fools !" The Pirate Queen shouted looking at her defeated minions.

"Give it up Pirate Queen, I'm taking you and your gang to the police."

The villainess looked around worried, scared. Then an idea came to her.

"So Supergirl, I see you have my bracelet."

"That's right." Supergirl straighten her costume as she looked down on the villain. "It's what I used to track you with."

"Well tracking me and capturing me are two different things sweetie." The leathery Queen smirked taking an identical bracelet from her pouch and slipping it on her wrist.

"I don't think I'll have any trouble taking you in."

"Well Supergirl, if you want me, then come and get me."

'Who does this silly girl think she's talking to ?' Supergirl wondered.

"If you can defeat me and claim my bracelet, then I'll go with you.........if not, I get the enjoyment of defeating Supergirl for good."

"Oh boy." Supergirl rolled her eyes. Another challenge from another crook in a mask. They all wanted the reputation of defeating the mightiest heroine on Earth, but they had all ended up in prison. She smiled at the absurdity of it.

"Then get ready to loose your bracelet."

'That's what I'm counting on.' The Pirate Queen smiled taking her whip from her hip. She whipped it out catching Supergirl's ankles together and pulling her down.

"Ohhhh.." Supergirl fell to the floor with a thud. The villain whipped her lash out again catching heroine's wrist.

"oh no you don't." Supergirl grabbed the whip and pulled it hard.

The Queen was pulled off her feet, amazed at the power of Supergirl. Before she knew it Supergirl was on top of her.

"Ahhh, get off me slut !!!!"

Supergirl pinned her, the Pirate Queen's arms held firm beneath her powerful legs.

"It's over Pirate Queen...or whatever you call yourself. Petty criminals like you don't stand a chance." Supergirl smiled at the struggling girl beneath her, she felt powerful again, dominant.

"...and I'll take this." She joyously pulled the bracelet from the Pirate Queen's wrist and slipped it on hers.

"You see, crime never pays, and when you get to prison.....what...what's going on ?"

Supergirl watched as the bracelets began to glow, then suddenly they slammed together.

"What ? Unnnggg....can't pull them apart....."

"That's right superboob." The Pirate Queen smiled beneath her. "Those are Moroccan Slave bracelets, when worn together, the wearer is rendered helpless...." She grinned even broader, "...that's you !"

"You tricked me ! Ohhhh...." Supergirl fell back as the villain pushed her off.

"That's right, and I have big plans for you."

"What are you going to do with me ?" She looked up at the villain confused, her powers fading.

The Queen removed her mask, and to Supergirl's astonishment....

'She's just a girl !' Supergirl thought looking at the villainess. She was quite pretty but looked as if she were still a schoolgirl. Some little girl playing cops and robbers......but she had defeated Supergirl.

"I'm going to strip you."

"What do you mean ?"

"Just as I said, " She began undressing herself, taking her blouse off and then her skirt. Next her boots until she stood over the hero in her silky bra and panties, staring at her. The girl had a very nice body, slender and soft. Her breast were perky and firm, she looked as if she couldn't have been older than a college girl.

"Now give me your clothes." She took a tough stance.

"No !!! Don't !!!"

The henchmen had come to, then pinned Supergirl to the floor, her bound hands were forced above her.

The girl jumped the helpless Supergirl. She pulled her boot off, pushing Supergirl down and then the other.

"Ahhh...get off me....no, you can't do this......this is mine !!!"

The girl wrestled her down, pinning Supergirl's legs and pulled her belt off.

"Strip slut, your powers are gone." She laughed grabbing a hand full of Supergirl's hair. "Now be a good girl and give me that skirt."

"Noo....NO......" But the villain slowly pulled the tiny skirt down around Supergirl's ankles. She was bulling the heroine, doing what ever she wanted. Supergirl's satin yellow panties were once more revealed. Her body jerking hard to get free.

"Hmmm...nice peach."

"Get away from me !"

"Umm...a very nice peach...if I had the time, I'd eat you out, hero." She looked Supergirl in the eye with a mischievous grin, then ran her fingers along Supergirl's snatch, parting her pussy lips between her soft fingers. The sensations caused the heroine to arch in pleasure.

"Mmmm.....nnngggggg" Supergirl squirmed, she felt a ting of excitement. "No, you're not suppose to do this to me...I'm Supergirl..." she moaned.

'This is not suppose to happened.' She thought. 'Villains don't rape superheroines.....just tie us up and set a trap....not this....'

"Bet you'd like what I could do to you Supergirl"

"No...no...lesbian, get away from me..."

"Do you just like this..." The girl planted her warm lips down on Supergirl's lips, stroking her through her costume panties, fingering her clit.

"Gasp !"

'What kind of villain is she ?' Supergirl wondered to herself.

"Mmm...wouldn't you want me to do this...." She cupped the helpless heroine's pussy, stroking the soft sides, her nails dancing down the heroine's strip.

'Why did she strip me ? She's going to rape me !.Getting so hot....so excited....cant give in...have to fight....?'

Supergirl could feel the girl's soft body on top of her, rubbing against hers. She pulled herself closer, pushing Supergirl's legs apart. Her hands groping at the tender inner thigh of Supergirl that sent jolts through her.

"What are you doing ? No don't do that...."

"Don't you wish I had a dick...so I could fuck you right." The villain laughed as her own mound stroked against Supergirl's.

"Oooohhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!.........." Supergirl bit her lip in ecstasy as she felt the girl press against her. Her soft package against her own tender mound. She felt herself become so excited, her breath heavy as the girl stroked on top of her, sliding up and down, covering all of Supergirl's helpless snatch.

The girl began to grind on her, her wet mound slamming against Supergirl's now moist and hot pussy. The two satin clad clits sliding silkily up and down, Supergirl's juices staining her bright yellow panties to her shame. Her panties a mess with her own cum. Her body beading in sweat as the muscular young girl danced on top of her, enjoying the anguish on the tortured hero's face. The men holding her watched in delight as their boss enjoyed her spoils.

"Mmmm....you are enjoying this." The girl laughed.

'No...cant...fight it.....so wet......'

"No....leave me alone..."

"Yes you are." The villainess grabbed Supergirl's panties pulling them down.

"Ahhhh....." She squirmed.

The fiend stroked the heroines naked clit with her fingers.

"See, your juices don't lie, hahahhaha" To Supergirl's shame she showed the heroine her own wetness.

"Hahahahahahahahaha" The henchmen laughed along.

Supergirl's face became beet red, she closed her eyes tight, she wanted the nightmare to end.

"I'm the only villain to ever have you at my mercy Supergirl...haha, the most powerful heroine of all" She laughed in her face, "I only wish that I could stay and play.....but there is work to be done."

"Oh, I love that cape." She turned her attention again to stripping the weeping hero.

"No, its mine....leave me alone."

"Quiet bitch, just give me your costume."

The villain undid the cape from around her neck and pulled it off. The soft cape slipped from the hero smoothly. Supergirl was left with only her top now. She struggled, embarrassed and confused. The henchmen again admired her tight body, her curvaceous hips and plump mound. They drooled at the thought of her tits being set free.

"mmm....and now..." The villainess looked at Supergirl's breast.

"No..." But her pleas weren't enough as the villain slowly lifted the powder blue top. Supergirl squirmed, she could feel the material slipping up, about to expose her.

'Damn these bracelets!'

The villainess slipped the top up and Supergirl's pert titties came bounding out. Her plush satin packed pillows were out for all to enjoy.

"Oh what pretty little tits. Why don't we set them free." The girl grabbed Supergirl's bra firmly.

'No. She cant'

The fiend ripped her bra off, her breast shook violently, her pink nipples hard and erect, the henchmen fondling her, getting free feels at her expense. They groped her full breast, excited at the thought of having Supergirl in their clutches.

Supergirl watched on the floor, only her wet stained panties remained on her, her body glistening with sweat.

"Ok, get her ready." The girl commanded the thugs as they retrieved the Pirate Queen's discarded costume and began putting it on Supergirl.

"What ?? What are you doing ?"

The men slipped the lacy shirt over her head, forcing her hands into the leather gloves before the bracelet bound her again. They forced the skirt on her and pulled on the thigh high boots. All the while Supergirl was forced to watch as the villain laid claim to her costume. She watched helplessly as the girl pulled on her mini-skirt. Her long legs barely covered by the short skirt. Then her tight top that hugged her body as well as Supergirl's, the mighty 'S' of Supergirl blazing across her chest.

"No, you're not Supergirl...I am !!"

"Shut her up." She clamped Supergirl's belt around her waist.

"Mmmmfffffffffff" A rag was stuffed into Supergirl's mouth and then the black mask of the Pirate Queen was placed on her.

'I don't believe it, she's going to take my place ! I've got to get free.'

But the villain had more plans for her, and rope. The thugs quickly began to bind the disguised heroine. The pulled her hands behind her back and looped rope over the bracelets while another crossed her ankles and bound her booted feet.

"NOOOOO...mmmmmmmfffffffffffffff !!!!!!!!!!" She had to watch as she was being tied up as the teeny girl dressed in her costume. The girl slipped on her red boots, smoothing the soft leather to the curves of her legs. She pulled the cape out on either side, admiring the skimpy dress.

"Oh, I feel soooo sexy." She giggled.

"Mmmffff..." Supergirl watched her as they finished tying her up. Suddenly she noticed how the girl looked so much like her.....what was she up to ?

"How do I look Supergirl....." She smiled teasing her. Then turn a mirror to show Supergirl herself. "....or should I call you 'That villainous Pirate Queen' haha "

"I'm glad I captured you, you're going to be punished for all those robberies you've done."

"Nooommmmfff...noo..yyou woht get away wif this....." they had done a good job binding her, she couldn't break free, she felt so ashamed. Her powers gone, she couldn't get out of the ropes.

"Get away with it?...I already have, slut." She slapped the helpless Supergirl's face in humiliation. Supergirl lay bound and gagged at her feet.

"Get rid of her, " she whispered to her henchmen. "When we're done she'll have a lot to answer for, haha."

"Come on, lets get her hidden." They lifted, one carrying her feet while the other lifted her shoulders. The third man walked through a door to a car parked in a garage...he slipped his key inside the trunk and it popped open.

'No...I've got to get away...'

Supergirl was dropped squirming into the trunk. She looked with pleading eyes as the crooks stood over her, the top not yet closed on her..

"Ok, take her right were we planned...."

'What was this ?' Supergirl could feel something sharp behind her....if only she could use it to cut the ropes....

"....then when'll get the goods and fly out of town before anyone's the wiser."

She had done it...the ropers were cut.....and they hadn't noticed......she wanted to try something.. She slipped the metal between the bracelets and to her surprise they parted.

'My hands are free !!!' She watched them carefully, her mouth still packed with the gag.

"I'm going outside and greet my public....take her to the hide out."

"Right, boss." The men watched as she left through a door leading out to the street. The three men looked at each other and smiled.

"Ok, who gets her first when we get to the hideout ?"

Supergirl looked at each of the men in shock, listening to them plot there dastardly deeds.

Slowly she reached down behind her. Using the object to slice the ropes holding her boots.

"I get her first...hehe, and when I'm through, their wont be anything left for you guys, hehe." He smiled leaning in at her.

'That's it !' Supergirl thought as she leaped out of the trunk knocking the henchmen out with a leaping kick.

"What !? She's escaping !!! Get her !!!!" One yelled.

The next man tried to grab Supergirl's wrist and force the bracelets together again but to his surprise she had slipped them off. Her strength was back and she flipped him over the car crashing into the wall. The third thug looked so scared he turned to flee and knocked himself out.

Supergirl rubbed her wrist looking around. The men were out, now she wanted the Queen. She opened the door looking out at a crowd of people that were gathering.

"Oh, its Supergirl !"

"Supergirl ! Supergirl !" They chanted as they gathered around the fake. She smiled, enjoying the attention.

"Did you get her Supergirl ? Did you catch the robber ?"

The fake Supergirl smiled and looked around at the crowd.

"I promise you, I will catch her." She was loving this. "And when I do, I will personally take her prisoner."

The people cheered.

Supergirl couldn't believe the nerve of her. She walked closer to the girl, she could feel her powers returning now that the bracelets were off, she wanted to face the villain.

"When I catch her she's going to be sorry she......" The villain saw Supergirl. "Sup-..er...Pirate Queen !"

"There she is Supergirl." The crowd parted as Supergirl got closer.

"Get her Supergirl.....You've got her now."

"Yes come get me Supergirl." Athena challenged her in front of all the people. "If you're really Supergirl, come and get me."

The fake looked around nervously, the people in the crowd were shouting fro her to fight. She knew she had no chance against Supergirl....but if she didn't defeat her, everyone would know she was a fake.

The crowd parted leaving, circling the two women as they faced each other.

"Now we'll see how good you are without any of your tricks." Supergirl smirked confident.

"Ahhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!" The villain charged, Supergirl smiled, she stepped aside tripping the girl. She fell with a 'thud' on her bottom.

"Get up Supergirl !!!" The crowd yelled.

The girl got up rubbing her bottom with a frown. She slowly approached the relaxed Supergirl who was casually waiting for her. The girl jump at her, throwing a punch, but Supergirl caught her fist easily.

"What's going on ?" Someone asked. "What's wrong with Supergirl?"

The villainess mouth dropped as Supergirl jerked up into a bear hug.

"Nnnnngggggg..." The girl grimaced.

"I'll teach you villain, it takes more than a short skirt to be Supergirl, "

"Nnnngggg..no...Owwwww...let go of me !!!!..." The villain couldn't break free, she pushed but Supergirl was too powerful. Her breath short, she soon passed out in the heroine's arms, a limp rag doll, defeated. The crowd began to boo, shouting insults to Supergirl.

"Time for you to strip, sweets."

The crowd watched as what seemed like a supervillain having her way with the defeated Supergirl..

"You're finished." Supergirl smiled. She walked over to the villain and assumed her power pose. "Now I want that costume back."

The people gathered closer as they saw Supergirl began to strip the villain. Confused and angry they watched as what looked like a villain was unzipping Supergirl's boots and pulling them free of her feet.

"Look, she's stripping Supergirl !!'

"Boo, Booo....leave her alone !."

Athena then pulled the short mini-skirt down off the girl. Her slender figure appeared to the crowd as well as her black thong panties. The belt was the next to go, the groggy villain was helpless, she only moaned as she was being stripped by the heroine.

"...this isn't right" Some one said in the crowd as they moved in closer

"We've got to help Supergirl."

Suddenly Supergirl felt someone grab her.

"What ? What are you people doing ?"

"Get her ! You're not going to do that to Supergirl !." They shouted.

"No...you've got it wrong....I'm Supergirl !!!....release me !" But even more people grabbed her, women, men, even kids. They held her arms, pulling her off the half stripped villain, she was mobbed.

"No...you've made a mistake....let go of me. I'm Supergirl !!!'

"No mistake villain." They had her. Even with her powers she wasn't strong enough to break free.

"She's crazy...trying to take Supergirl's clothes...."

"Unnnggg.g...unnnng...get off me...she's not real....I'm Supergirl...." The heroine couldn't break free, they had her. She tried to pull against them, struggling in the grip of the mob, everywhere on her body someone was holding her. She couldn't shake them.

"No....cant you see you're helping the wrong person..unnnggg...let go of me..."

Others were helping the fake Supergirl to her feet, they had taken the costume back from Supergirl's grip and was dressing the villain.

"No !!' Supergirl struggled.

"Ah, ..th-thank you citizens. That fiend must have some kryptonite that's making me so weak" The villain smiled slyly. as she dressed.

"She's lying....let go of me....Unnggg..you fiend....you've turn the people against me."

'There just what I need' The fake Supergirl ran into a nearby jewelry store. The owner was outside helping to pin Supergirl as she flipped through the safe in his back room.

'There ! I knew it.' She pulled a small green jewel from the safe. 'Kryptonite ! Such a rare find......now Supergirl lets see how you like this.'

She tucked away the jewel and strutted outside.

She walked over to Supergirl, so close that no one could see what she was doing.

"Got a surprise for you, Supes." She whispered so low that only Supergirl could hear her. She showed her the kryptonite.

"Merciful heavens, no !" Supergirl begged, she could feel the rays from the stone taking her powers.

'She squirmed trying to break free. The villain smiled broadly leaning in she slipped the stone inside Supergirl's panties, tucking it well.

'Oh no... ....feeling so week...wh-where did she plant it on me ?'

Supergirl felt her powers fade, the fake looked at her backing away slowly.

"Let her go.." She shouted confidently. The people looked at her joyously.

They cheered releasing the weak Supergirl. She staggered forward, her head swimming."

The fake grabbed her hand, twirling her hard and let her go slamming into a nearby post.

"Ahhhhhh !!!!"

"Come on villain, now I'll show you what Supergirl can do." She grabbed the disguised heroine, flipping her and pinning her arm behind her as the crowd cheered.

"Did you see that !!! Go Supergirl !!!! Yaaa !!!!"

Supergirl pushed herself free, she got to her feet and charged at the fake, but the girl easily side stepped her and tripped her. The girl of steel fell in a heap. Before she could look back the girl was on her back, pinning her in a submissive hold. The girl was handling her easily.

"Ohhhh...soo weak....please...what are you going to do with me? ..." The heroine collapsed in her arms.

"I have so many plans for you, slut." The villain whispered.

Supergirl cringed as she could feel the girl's warm breath on her neck, she was helpless to stop her. She had been beaten again. No one believe she was really Supergirl.

"But first you admit I've beaten you for everyone to hear."

"Unnngg....no ! I won't..." Supergirl refused, she wasn't going to let the girl humiliate her like that.

"Say it !" The girl sitting you top of her pushed the heroine's arm up high on her back, she looked like a schoolyard bully beating up a weaker child.

"Oowwwww...noo....nn..noo..."

"Say it! Tell everyone you're a looser." The villain snatched a hand full of Supergirl's beautiful hair in her hand, yanking the girl of steel's head back.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!...S-Stop..I won't do it....I won't..."

The villain was loosing her patients, she clamped her legs hard on Supergirl's back, she pinned her arm higher, she yanked hard on the helpless heroine's locks.

"Yes you will !" She commanded through gritted teeth.

Tears welled in Supergirl's eyes. She wasn't used to this pain, she was always so powerful. She couldn't thought of admitting defeat to a weaker girl. She cried, her spirit like her body broken, her teeth clenched tight. She felt utterly helpless, so ashamed.

"I...I.." She wanted to bite her tongue off, the words were so bitter, she felt her body shutter with excitement and strange feelings. "..I ...I surrender...you win, I give up.." She sobbed as the crowd burst into cheers. She hid her face on the pavement for a moment listening to the celebrations above her. She sobbed, she had never know such public defeat before, how could she make them understand how wrong they were. She sobbed like a wounded kitten as some of them pointed at her, flashing victory signs with there hands, they pushed her, kicked her. She just wanted to run, to get away but they wouldn't let her. She was so weak, unable to do anything to stop them.

"Supergirl defeated her !" They cheered watching as the villain flashed her muscles in Supergirl's costume. She circled the weeping hero in triumph. She had not only defeated Supergirl, but had made her submit as well.

"That's right, I've got her....she isn't going anywhere.." She pointed down at the heroine at her feet.

"So you tried to strip me, bitch ? Lets see how you like being stripped here in front of everyone."

"Gasp! No...I'm Supergirl...you can t strip me here.....not with everyone watching ! Haven't you done enough...you won..."

"Yes I have, sweets and now it's time for you to pay." She grabbed Supergirl pulling her up and pinning her hands behind her back. The heroine was so weak that the villain only need one hand to hold her as her head fell forward. Her hair covering her embarrassed face then she gasped as the villain's hand appeared in front of her.

"Noo....noo...please..don't..." she watched horrified as the villain began unbuttoning her villain costume from Supergirl. The masked heroine looked back at her with pleading eyes, and then back down at the buttons coming undone. She couldn't believe what was happening. She looked out into the crowd for help, but there were only grinning faces waiting for her exposure. She looked down again, oh no, she could see her belly button. One by one the girl undid the fasteners until the blouse slumped first off Supergirl's left shoulder. Her tits were nearly exposed, the material barely covered her nipples as it pulled downward. She felt a rush of juices between her legs, something inside her was excited at the idea of being gawked at by hundreds of people. The villain teased the other shoulder; gently lifting it, she smiled then dropped it. The blouse dropped like a curtain to display Supergirl's plump bare breast for the crowd's pleasure.

"No...no..." She struggled as some men form the crowd came over to help.

"Here Supergirl, we'll hold her for you."

"Ohhh....no.." Supergirl squirmed trying to turn away, her plump breast catching the breeze. Her nipples rising with excitement. She turned her face away in shame, she felt every eye on her, watching her, admiring her sacred tits. Her supertits, never seen before. For years she had led such a pure life and now the world was seeing her most intimates, her most private places. The more she struggled the more excited the crowd got watching her large tits bounce.

"Nice tits villain." The fake teased as Supergirl struggled to break free from them. "So nice of you to give everyone a show...but its no less than you deserve"

"unngg...I'm going to kill you..."

"Ohhh. Such threats. Your criminal days are behind you now, its time you learned a lesson." The villain tore the remainder of the shirt off of Supergirl. Now she was completely topless, her tender skin exposed in the sun to the crowd as several people were pushing ahead, some of them with cameras that flashed capturing her perfect tits. Capturing her exposure for publication.

"Strip her ! Strip her ! Strip her!" They chanted, the crowd wanted more. They had become vigilante after the supposed captured villain. Still no one knew it was really Supergirl behind the mask.

The fake kneeled at the captured heroine's feet. She grabbed one leg, then slowly unzipped the thigh high leather boots from Supergirl. The material flopped down revealing her smooth shapely legs, her bare feet now on the cold ground. The fiend looked up smiling broadly at her. The crowd whistling in excitement, they wanted more.

"How about loosing this, next." The villain unsnapped her belt and tossed it to the side. Supergirl felt a rush of excitement. Her breath was heavy and heated, her chest pounded causing her breast to heave to the admiration of the two men behind her who stole long looks at the masked Supergirl. She could feel one of them very excited behind her. She could feel him stealing feels on her ass, which no one else saw.

Her taught body jerking to break free, but she knew they weren't through with her yet.

'Oh, no...only my skirt is left...and then....oh no...she wouldn't !!!"

The villain enjoyed this. She loved seeing Supergirl in such a dire situation. Seeing this arrogant and uppity superheroine being taken down.

"Lets have that skirt now." The fake Supergirl had found a small knife in the belt of her former costume. She slid it down Supergirl's belly to the top of the leather skirt.

"Noo.....please....leave me with my dignity...." Supergirl begged as she felt the cold steel against her skin.

She was so vulnerable from the kryptonite somewhere on her. A bitter taste entered her mouth as she begged the villain. She knew that she had lost, she knew that she was helpless, her face grew red with humiliation. She was at the girl's mercy...her...Supergirl.... Captured by a weaker girl. She couldn't get the thought of being beaten and captured by a common girl out of her mind. Her legs were alive with excitement, she thought of how the girl had defeated her before, how she had almost raped a superheroine. How would that look to the crowd ? She felt a flash of heat between her legs.

How had this happened ? How was it now that she was being stripped in plain site of everyone ? She was so excited herself, she could feel her own juices climax beneath her skirt. The wetness smearing down her thighs, her heart jumped.

'Oh no...she's cant do it now....No, everyone will see!!!"

Slowly the villain cut the top of the skirt. Supergirl doubled her efforts to get away, but the men behind her had a tight grip on her. She kicked at the girl, trying to pull away, she couldn't let them see....she just couldn't bear the embarrassment !

"Hold her still, she's going to take her medicine."

"No.. please don't...you don't understand !!..." Her face was flush red, her heart pounded harder, fear ran down her back as she heard the knife rip the material.

'KKKKKkRRRRRRRiiiiiiccccKKKKKKkkkkk"

The skirt was cut all the way down her leg. The fake Supergirl held the ends.....

'Oh no...everyone will see ....please don't do it...please' Tears welled in her eyes, she took a last breath as the skirt was ripped away.

The crowd cheered watching the heroine in just her panties. She tried to hide it, she tried to break free but she was forced back.

"Well, what have we here ?" The fake Supergirl glared at her. Supergirl turned away, her face scarlet.

'Do these sluts stay wet ?' The villain thought to herself.

'Shut up....Shut up....'

"Seems this villain is wet and ready." The crowd laughed, the two men holding her looked down and then at one another.

Supergirl's panties were stained with a long dark wet strip that led down between her legs. She couldn't hide from them. She was forced to show them everything. She felt completely numb, her pulse quick, she was up on her toes, teetering. The fake presented her to the crowd, naked except for her stained panties and mask. Supergirl tried to pull away but they held her arms behind her, her body for all to see, her shame dripping from her glistening thighs.

"Maybe we should unmask her as well."

"No.....please....please....."Supergirl was horrified that they would find out the truth now....that she really was Supergirl...her body would be published on every sex magazine, her shame on every newspaper in the world.

"Lets see who's behind the mask." The fake Supergirl smiled in front of her lifting the mask from her face. Supergirl struggled, the men holding her tight. Her face was exposed. The people looked at her hard, but they did not recognize her.

Supergirl was still mortified; her last defense had been stripped from her. The Pirate Queen took a pair of handcuffs from inside her belt.

"I'll take her from here." She took Supergirl from the men and clamped the cuffs on her. "Let's go villain, your days of crime are over."

The crowd cheered as the unmasked, panty clad Supergirl was pushed through them, her bare feet stumbling through. The laughed at her, nude, her head hung in shame, she had to bare the insults as they passed the crowd.

"Way to go Supergirl!"

"You wont be committing anymore crimes now, bitch !"

She took Supergirl inside the police station. The police watched in stunned silence as the naked Supergirl was led pass the front desk and through the hallway. The villain stopped short.

"Here, we don't want anyone in here to recognize you now do we." She forced the mask back on Supergirl.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE ??!!!"

The fake turned to see a large man with a gold badge staring at her and her prisoner. His face was screaming with anger.

"Good, Captain." She pushed the weak Supergirl forward. "I've captured the Pirate Queen for you."

He stared at her for a minute.

"Why is she naked ? Supergirl have you gone crazy? How dare you do this to a prisoner."

"Shut up !" The fake pushed Supergirl into the man's arms. "You should be thanking me for doing your job ! I don't need your complaining, cop." She turned on her heels and waked down the hall.

The Captain looked stunned. He had never heard Supergirl talk like that before and he didn't like it.

"P....Please....listen..." The Heroine tried to tell him. "I'm Sup-"

"Lock her up." He cut her off. "and get her clothes back."

The police took the slumping Supergirl away.

The fake walked down the police corridors.

'There ! That's what I'm looking for. " She opened the door to the room marked 'File Room'.

Inside she jumped on one of the computers and began digging in the police confident files. She punched in the name of 'Jimmy Chen'. He was the notorious leader of the Chinese underworld. She pulled up his file.

'Ha, they have everything ! Even his access code for his security system.'

"What you looking at Supergirl ?" A female officer looked over her shoulder.

"Get away from me, " The villain turned angrily to her. "Go mind your own business, bitch."

The female officer walked off mad.

'Now Supergirl, its time for you to do some crimes.' The villain thought as she jotted down some notes on Jimmy Chen's mansion. She was giddy, she couldn't wait to get started.

-End of Chapter 1