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*Numbers next to names in the last half of the story will be a different perspective of the same event like [Supergirl (1)] for example.* 

*I do not own any of the characters that are made by DC Comics therein, this work is a piece of fiction*

The sun was setting over the bustling city, casting a warm golden glow over the streets below. Supergirl and her counterpart from another dimension, Power Girl, entered a bar, seeking a moment of respite and refreshment after their hard-fought battle with Parasite. It had been a challenging battle, one that tested their strength, their resolve, and their friendship.

As they sipped their drinks, the two heroes couldn't help but feel the weight of the day's events still hanging heavy on their shoulders. But now, as they sat side by side, the tension of the day began to dissipate, and they could finally take a moment to breathe. They exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between them.

The bar was filled with the usual crowd of patrons, but the two heroes couldn't help but notice the way the men in the room seemed to take notice of them. Their eyes followed Supergirl and Power Girl as they moved, their gazes lingering a little too long on their powerful bodies and striking features, undressing them with their eyes. Unfortunately, it was a familiar feeling for the two heroes, one they had grown accustomed to over the years. But tonight, they were not just two women in a bar, but two heroes who had just saved the city from a deadly threat.

As if sensing their discomfort, the bartender stepped forward, a stern look on her face. "You don't have to worry about them," she said, nodding towards the group of men talking to each other and eyeing the two heroes up. "They're not worth your time or energy. Tell you what, since you saved the city, drinks are on the house for you heroes!"

Supergirl thanked the bartender for the offer. The bartender then went to the group of men and said, "Hey, you lot! I'm sure your wives would love to know why you are checking out women when you are already married!" One of the men snapped back sarcastically, "Me and the missus have them two specifically as exceptions for cheating with celebrities." Supergirl and Power Girl laughed and whispered to each other, "Are we really that hot that both the husband and the wife have us as exceptions?" Power Girl then said, "Kara, compared to what I had to deal with on my earth, this is nothing. Anyway, let's just enjoy our break."

Later in the evening, while they were having their meal, their conversation took an unexpected turn. Supergirl couldn't help but bring up a moment during the fight that had left her concerned. "During the battle, it looked like Parasite did something to you. It didn't look like he drained you, more like he gave something to you. I couldn't tell what exactly, but should I call Star Labs to check if you are okay?" Power Girl shook her head, dismissing the concern. "I'm fine, Kara. I don't think he did anything to me. I feel fine." Supergirl studied her friend, seeing the determination in her eyes but also a hint of fear. She knew that Power Girl was scared, but she also knew that her friend would never admit it outright. "Ok, ok, to be honest, I don't know what he did." Power Girl admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "But I feel fine, physically, but it's just like... I don't know, call it intuition, but I feel different. But I don't know how different." Supergirl reached out and took Power Girl's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's okay. After the match tomorrow, we'll go to Star Labs and try and see if Parasite has done anything. We'll figure it out. We always do."

The two heroes turned their attention to a different topic, one that was less heavy with concern. Tomorrow was the charity wrestling match, an annual event that raised money for various causes. This year, the proceeds would go to a charity of the winner's choosing, and both Supergirl and Power Girl agreed to participate. "I'm really looking forward to it," Supergirl said, her smile returning. "It's always such a fun event, and for a good cause. It's headed by Carol Ferris."

Power Girl nodded in agreement. "I'm glad we're doing this together. It'll be a great time." As they finished their meal, Supergirl suggested they shake hands to seal their agreement to participate in the charity match. "Really, come on, Kara, we don't need to shake hands, I know how you are for traditions," but Supergirl wouldn't listen. Eventually, Power Girl relented and shook her hand. "May the best hero win," Supergirl said, smiling at Power Girl. While they were clasping hands, Supergirl felt a strange sensation. Power Girl's grip was firm, but it lingered just a moment too long, and her touch felt warmer than usual. "You alright?" Supergirl asked, raising an eyebrow.

Power Girl smiled, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. "Just a little nervous, I guess." Supergirl understood her friend was probably tired after the battle, so she thought it would be best to let her go home. "Karen, remember, I'll come over in the morning to pick you up for the match tomorrow. Please be up by 9, ok?" Supergirl said. Power Girl retorted, "I'm older than you by a few years, I should be saying that to you." Supergirl laughed, and they both departed in separate ways. Supergirl flew her way back to her apartment, unable to help but feel a sense of unease, a worry in the back of her mind about her friend. 

As Power Girl lay in her bed, her mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming charity match, she finally succumbed to the exhaustion of the day and drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she found herself in a dark room, with barely a light to light the room. Her body was pressed against someone else's, and their breaths mingled as they moved together in a passionate embrace. It felt good, better than she had ever experienced before. She was the one in control, the one taking control, she was on top, her body moving in a way that was unfamiliar yet exhilarating. And as she moved, she felt something growing, something new and powerful. She could feel herself getting aroused, her body responding to the passion and desire in the room.

And as she did, she felt a warmth spread through her, a sensation that seemed to radiate out from her crotch and envelop her entire body.

But in her sleep, Power Girl's body was undergoing a transformation far more significant than she would have ever have imagined. A growth was occurring in her crotch, a change that was sudden and profound. It continued to grow, inch by inch until it became a massive, 10-inch monster of a cock. Meanwhile in her dream, she couldn't quite make out who she was with. She felt a sense of satisfaction, of completion, as she came inside the woman in her dream. And as she did, Power Girl felt a sense of relaxation wash over her, her body settling into a deep, restful sleep. But in reality, her body had changed in ways she could never have imagined. The transformation is not complete yet as she is unaware of the change that happened to her body.

Her mind continued to explore the new sensations and desires that had been awakened within her. The woman started to become clearer to her, the yellow hair, the red cape, the blue ripped shirt revealing nipples Power Girl just wanted to bite and suck on. The realization that the woman she was fantasizing was none other than Supergirl excited her beyond measure, and she couldn't help but wonder if Supergirl felt the same way. Her body felt the need to cum again, and as she did, her body was shaking with the intensity of the orgasm. She felt a newfound confidence and power coursing through her veins. As Power Girl slept, her body slept, her body continued to transform, her muscles bulging and hardening, her skin glistening with sweat and desire. The transformation is complete, and she has no idea of how different her day will become.

Power Girl

As I woke up in my apartment, the sun streaming through the window, I couldn't help but notice the strange sensation between my legs. I reached down, my fingers tracing the contours of my new member. "Wait, what?" I whispered, my heart racing. I got out of bed and went to the mirror, my eyes closed as I undressed. I slowly opened my eyes, and there it was - a ten-inch long cock, feminine and pink. "Blimey, how am I going to hide that in my costume?" I asked myself.

The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but touch myself, feeling the pleasure build up within me. As I continued to touch myself, I felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm approaching. I quickened my pace, my body trembling with anticipation. I came, and the pleasure was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I knew then that I would need to discipline myself to resist the urge to touch myself, but I wasn't sure how some men managed to resist.

I cleaned myself and the mirror up with super speed, my powers never failing even in my most vulnerable moments. I took a shower, trying to wash away the lingering sensation of my newfound pleasure.

As I stood under the warm water, I realized my battle with Parasite must have caused the change. I wasn't sure how he did it, as his power set didn't align with what happened. I knew I had to confront him and find out his endgame.

I got dressed, making sure to hide my new cock within the tight confines of my costume. I didn't want Supergirl to see it, at least not yet. When I opened the door, Supergirl was there, and she hugged me straight away. Her warmth enveloped me, and I felt my attraction to her reawaken. As we hugged, I could feel my cock getting hard, but I quickly pulled away, not wanting Supergirl to notice.

Supergirl said, "Karen, you do remember we have a wrestling match to participate in, right?" And I said nervously, "Of course, Kara, I would never forget that. Let's go."

We left the apartment, and I wondered how I would keep my newfound lust in check throughout the match and until I could get to Stryker's Island and force Parasite to put me back to normal.

Supergirl

Whilst we soared through the sky from Power Girl's apartment to the arena where the match was being held, I couldn't help but notice that something was off with her. Her demeanor seemed out of the ordinary, and I could see that she was acting strangely. Concern washed over me, but I didn't want to embarrass her in public, so I decided to give her some space.

As we continued our flight, my curiosity got the better of me. I couldn't help but ask, "Karen, are you okay? You've been acting a bit strange lately." I tried to keep my voice casual, but my concern was evident. She denied anything being wrong, replying, "I'm fine, just a bit tired, that's all." I could sense she was hiding something, and as an older version of her from another dimension, I knew that I would eventually uncover the truth.

I didn't want to push her too hard, so I said, "Alright, we can focus on the match for now, but afterwards, I think we should go to Star Labs to have you checked up." She agreed, and we continued our journey to the building where the charity wrestling match would take place.

As we flew, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was bothering her. I trusted that she would open up to me when she was ready, and I'll be there to support her, no matter what she reveals. Little did I know, the intense encounter that would unfold later between us would be something neither of us could have ever imagined.

Power Girl

As we landed in the arena, I couldn't help but notice the fan who had been waiting for us. Her eyes were filled with excitement, and I felt a surge of desire coursing through me. I knew I had to resist the temptation, but the irresistible lust was consuming me.

Supergirl landed a few feet away, giving us some privacy as the fan eagerly approached me for an autograph. As we posed for a picture, I couldn't help but notice how our bodies pressed against each other, the fan's warmth sending shivers down my spine. The growing hardness in my costume was a constant reminder of my newfound desires.

I tried to maintain my composure, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her hair. Her eyes locked with mine, and I could see the desire mirrored in her gaze. The fan felt the bulge in my costume, and I could see her eyes widen in surprise. She grew uncomfortable, but I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.

As Supergirl returned with a pen, I knew I had to focus on the match ahead. But the lustful thoughts refused to leave my mind. I wanted to give in to my desires and take the fan right there, but I knew I couldn't. I leaned in closer, inhaling her scent once more, and the fan felt the power of my desire.

Relieved, I pretended like nothing happened. The fan thanked us, grabbed the autograph and the pictures, and hurried away, still flustered. I couldn't help but feel guilty for the situation I had created.

Supergirl looked disappointed that she hadn't gotten a picture, so I lied, telling her that the fan informed me that her wife wasn't feeling well. I think she believed my story and so we entered the building. As we walked through the halls, I couldn't help but feel the weight of my secret bearing down on me. I didn't ask for this, but yet I have to keep it a secret, or I risk being exposed and humiliated by the superhero community. A scandal like that could ruin me.

I tried to focus on the match ahead, but my mind was consumed by the lustful thoughts. I couldn't help but fantasize about the fan, about the way their body pressed against mine, the fresh smell of her hair, and the smell of her perfume. Why am I so obsessed with the smell? Was that always a part of me, exacerbated by the change? I tried to focus on the good things of humanity, the beauty in the eyes of everyone around me, and their souls, their spirits that mattered.

Just thinking about that relieved my anxiety a bit, maybe if I can keep focusing on the good things of humanity, I don't have to succumb to my desires, maybe there still can be hope I can fight this. As me and Supergirl meet the wrestling instructor and are directed to the locker room for a safety briefing, I realise that the match is going to be broadcasted live with cameras around the arena, and now my worries have come back.

Supergirl

As the wrestling instructor went over the safety rules for the match, I couldn’t help but notice that Power Girl seemed to be daydreaming. Her face was flushed red, and I couldn’t help but feel concerned for my friend. I know it was just the aftermath of our battle with Parasite, and that she would snap out of it soon once we go to Star Labs.

Power Girl

I tried to focus on the instructor’s words, but my mind was once again consumed by lustful thoughts. I couldn’t help but imagine fucking Supergirl, in the most explicit way possible. I pictured myself entering her from behind, her superhero suit pulled aside to reveal her toned, naked body. I imagined her moaning softly as I thrust into her, holding her hair as our bodies are slick with sweat and desire. The daydream continued as I thought about her every curve, her firm breasts, and the way her muscles tensed with every movement. I imagined her gasping my name as she climaxed, her orgasmic cries echoing through the room. The fantasy felt so vivid, so real, so intense, like my desires have been turned up from 50 to 100. The wrestling instructor’s voice snapped me out of the daydream, and I quickly tried to regain my composure. “What’s wrong with you, Girl Of Steel, had too much fight drained from you? You're going to be ok for the match?” he asks, concerned. Supergirl, not wanting to draw attention to the situation, explained that I'm just tired after fighting Parasite, the instructor seemed satisfied with that answer: “Well maybe Supergirl might have a fighting chance after all” the instructor said sarcastically, I could see Supergirl feeling a little annoyed by that comment but we’ve dealt with it before, we can handle that, I wonder what else she can handle….it Karen! Pull yourself together!

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As the camera panned over to the news studio, the commentators eagerly discussed the upcoming wrestling match between Supergirl and Power Girl. The atmosphere was electric, with everyone excited to see those two heroes go head-to-head in the ring. “So, guys,” the host began, “we have two newcomers to the wrestling scene, and they’re both superheroes! Supergirl and Power Girl are going to be facing off in a charity match, and the winner will take home the money for their favourite charity.” The commentators began to debate who would have the advantage in the match. “Well, Power Girl is the older version of Supergirl, so she might have the edge,” one commentator suggested.

“But that’s only by a few years,” another countered. “Supergirl has been training non-stop since she found out about this match. I think she’ll be able to hold her own.” The discussion then turned to their appearances. “Come on, guys,” a third commentator chimed in. “They’re both beautiful women, and it’s great that they’re using their platform as heroes to raise money for charity. Can we focus on the match please?” Despite the request, the conversation continued. “I have to say, Power Girl does have the advantage in the looks department,” one commentator whispered, winking at the camera. “She’s got those amazing breasts –“ , the studio audience erupted in laughter while the host quickly interjected, “Alright, alright! We get it. They’re both beautiful women. But like one of our commentators have mentioned, they are heroes first and foremost, not models! They are fighting for a good cause, so let’s just focus on the topic, who will win?” The audience started to weigh in on the debate, with cheers for both Supergirl and Power Girl. “I think Supergirl will win!” shouted one fan. “But Power Girl is way faster than Supergirl!” another countered.

As the debate continued, the commentators tried to maintain a semblance of professionalism. “Look, guys,” one of them said, “let’s not talk all at once and just enjoy the match, I mean regardless who wins, we are all winners for being lucky enough to see two of of the best superheroes fight against each other.” The audience roared with approval, and the commentators agreed amongst themselves.

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Power Girl

Hours later as Supergirl and I entered the ring, I couldn't help but feel a mix of entitlement and anxiety, unable to shake the attraction I have for my doppelganger as it grew stronger by the day. We began to stretch, and as I watched her, I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight of her. Supergirl's toned body was right in front of me, and my cock grew hard at the sight of her. I was horrified by my lustful thoughts as images of me caressing her legs and ass came back to the surface, knowing it was wrong to think of my doppelganger in such a way and in front of the cameras. Ever since I arrived from another Earth, she helped me get used to this place, this world. I loved her, and I would do anything to protect her. But this new desire was making it difficult for me to keep my emotions in check. I snapped out of my trance and continued stretching, hating myself for even having those thoughts. I knew I had to focus on the match and not let my lustful desires get the better of me.

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At Stryker's Island prison, the evil supervillain, Parasite, made his way to the private room where he spends his spare time there, where he found a group of prisoners huddled around a TV mounted to a wall. The audio from the wrestling match was loud enough for him to hear, even though the video was out of reach. He shouted at the prisoners to move out of the way, and they hesitated for a moment before reluctantly stepping aside, wary of what he might do if they didn't obey. Parasite watched as Supergirl and Power Girl entered the ring, each of them stretching for the upcoming match. Power Girl licked her lips in a seductive manner at Supergirl on the tv screen, and the prisoners exchanged curious glances, Parasite smirked, knowing the plan was working. "This match is about to get very interesting," he whispered. The prisoners looked at him curiously, wondering what he meant. Parasite chuckled and said, "You'll see. Just watch."

As the match is about to start, the prisoners noticed something off about Power Girl's demeanour. They knew something was wrong, but they couldn't quite figure it out. Parasite sat back, got some popcorn, eager to see his plan unfold in sadistic irony. "My client is going to love this," he whispered. The prisoners looked at each other, trying to piece together what's going to happen. They knew that whatever Parasite had done, it was going to make the wrestling match even more intriguing. The tension in the room grew as they continued to watch the match, eager to discover the truth behind Parasite's cryptic comments. "This is going to be a show to remember," one of the prisoners whispered. The others nodded in agreement, their eyes glued to the screen, anticipating the excitement that was about to unfold.

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Power Girl

The bell rings, and the match starts, we run towards each other, our muscles flexing as we prepared for the intense battle ahead. We collided, grappling each other in a fierce struggle for control. I managed to grab Supergirl, and with a powerful heave, I sent her flying back onto the ground. I quickly pinned her, holding her arms and sitting on her, feeling the warmth of her body beneath me. Supergirl struggled to break free, but her efforts only served to grind her crotch against my cock. The sensation was overwhelming, I closed my eyes, trying to regain my composure and my integrity. However, eventually Supergirl managed to break free, and she retaliated by punching me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. She then grabbed my cape, using it to pick me up and spin me around before letting me go which caused my cape to be ripped as I was sent flying out of the ring, crashing through the wall and through the sky into the depths of space. Supergirl caught my ripped cape, leaving her with a smirk on her face.

Meanwhile in the depths of space, I could feel the cold of space against my skin, unconscious just for a moment. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but one in particular kept coming back at me, like a relentless tide. The image of Supergirl's mouth wrapped around my cock, her tongue swirling around the head. I feel myself getting hard thinking about it. I tried to fight it, to push the thought away. Supergirl was like family to me, I couldn't do that to her. But the more I resist, the stronger the image becomes, until it dominates my every thought. My cock was rock hard now, straining against my costume. I could feel the power coursing surging through me, my body responding to the lust that had taken hold of me. I tried to scream, to fight back against the desire that was consuming me, but my voice was lost in the vacuum of space. And then, I felt it. A wave of pure, unadulterated lust washing over me, filling me with a newfound strength. I didn't care about the fight anymore. The lust was too strong.

Damn my reputation! All I wanted was to feel Supergirl's warm mouth around my cock, to feel her tongue swirling around the head, to feel her throat tightening as I thrust deeper and deeper into her, then after that I wanted to impregnate her, to fill her with my seed, to make her mind. I flew down with a newfound determination back to the arena, my mind left the building and only my cock is leading the way as my lustful urges have gotten the better of me. I knew that there was no turning back, that I would do whatever it took to fulfill my desire. And as I flew closer and closer to Supergirl, I could feel the power of my lust growing stronger, ready to consume us both.

In that moment, I realized that I had lost control of my desires and my actions. Overwhelmed by lust, I couldn't think straight or consider the consequences of my actions. All I could think about was satisfying my desires, no matter the cost. As I reached the arena, I knew that there was no turning back, and I would do whatever it took to fulfill my lustful desires, even if it meant losing everything I held dear.

Supergirl

I stood triumphant in the ring, relishing in my victory. It was a short round, and I was proud of the strength and the skill I had displayed. I was worried about Power Girl not returning, but thought she would come back for the next bout. I didn't mean to demolish part of the wall though, oh well Bruce can take care of it. As I basked on my success, I heard a rumbling in the distance. The ground began to shake, and I knew something was coming.

Before I could react, Power Girl appeared out of nowhere, flying straight at me like a bullet. I tried to dodge, but it was too late. She hit me with such force that I was sent flying backward and pinned down in the ring. My vision was blurred, but I could see Power Girl's face, and it was filled with a madness I had never seen before. Her eyes were bright purple and filled with darkness that I couldn't comprehend. I realised I was in serious danger. I struggled to break free from her grasp, but her strength was overwhelming.

As she held me down, I couldn't help but wonder what happened to my dear friend, what caused her to change so drastically, and more importantly, how could I stop her before it's too late?

Power Girl

I pinned Supergirl down in the ring, her confused expression only served to fuel my desire. I felt my cock pushing against my costume, screaming to get out. The sight of her vulnerability and innocence driving me wild. "I... I think this is getting out of hand, Karen. Let's get out of here and go to Star Labs," Supergirl said, her voice filled with concern. I smirked, my eyes never leaving her sexy face. With a slow deliberate motion, I unbuttoned the lower part of my tight suit, revealing my massive ten-inch cock to her and the world. Supergirl's eyes widened in shock, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. The audience gasped, their eyes fixated on the shocking reveal. I could see the confusion and fear in her eyes, but I couldn't help the lust consumed me. My cock stood erect, pulsing with desire.

I knew that there was no turning back now, and the world would never see her the same again. As I looked into her eyes, I couldn't help but imagine the feel of her warm mouth around my cock, the sensation of her throat tightening as I thrust deeper and deeper into her. The thought of impregnating her, filling her with my seed, consumed my every thought. I could feel the intensity of my lust growing stronger, ready to consume us both.

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In the news studio, the commentators were in a frenzy as they tried to make sense of what they had just witnessed. The camera cuts back to them, and they wore expressions of shock and disbelief. "Well, folks, it looks like we've just seen something we never expected to see on live TV," one commentator said, still in disbelief. "One thing I'm glad about is that Carol Ferris, the CEO of Ferris Enterprises, moved the scheduling of the match past the watershed," he added. "That's right, Bob," his co-commentator chimed in. "I can't believe we're discussing Power Girl's...intimate assets on air, but it's a refreshing change of pace."

The camera panned over to the third commentator, who was still trying to process what he had seen. "I mean, how did she manage to hide that...well, you know," he said, gesturing vaguely. The camera cuts to the commentator's girlfriend, who was sitting in the audience behind them. She slapped him in the head, clearly embarrassed by that comment. "You know what, honey? You should probably stick to commenting on sports where you can keep your eyes on the game and not on players' bodies," she said, rolling her eyes. "Alright, alright," the commentator said, rubbing the back of his head. "It's a bit hard to focus on the game since I don't know, she willingly showed it off in front of millions, but for you, I will focus on the match from now on." And with that, the studio returned to their usual witty banter.

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Meanwhile, in the private room of Stryker's Island, Parasite watched the wrestling match between Supergirl and Power Girl with rapt attention. The air was thick with anticipation as the prisoners around him, their eyes fixed on the screen, were shocked and confused by the sudden appearance of Power Girl's massive cock. They turned to Parasite, their eyes wide with disbelief and fear.

Parasite smiled, his eyes never leaving the screen. "I wanted to make the match more interesting, and second, let's just say I had a...very lustful meal prior to my battle with Power Girl," he replied, his voice low and ominous. The prisoners exchanged glances, their minds racing to understand the implications of Parasite's actions. They had also been planning their own little plans of revenge, but this was something they hadn't anticipated.

"But why?" one prisoner asked, his voice emitting a stoic tone. "What's your game, Parasite?" Parasite laughed, a cold and eerie sound that sent shivers down the spines of the prisoners. "You don't need to know my reasons, Mr...." Parasite replied, asking for the prisoner's name. "The name is Matches Malone," the prisoner replied back. "Sure, sure, just watch and enjoy the show."

The prisoners hesitated, unsure of what to make of Parasite's response. They knew something was off, but they couldn't quite piece together what Parasite was planning. Meanwhile, Matches gave Parasite an unimpressed look, but Parasite didn't care. He loved watching the prisoners see the majesty of his work, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. He knew that the match was about to take a turn that none of them could have predicted. With a sinister smile, Parasite leaned back in his chair, content to let the match unfold.

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Supergirl

Whilst Power Girl continued to straddle me in the ring, her eyes filled with lust, I couldn't help but ask, "What has happened to you?" Power Girl didn't answer, instead glaring at the two police officers approaching the ring. Her eyes turned red, and I could sense her anger and frustration. I knew she was struggling with the situation, and I also knew that I had to protect her and everyone else in the arena.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed Power Girl's head and redirected her heat vision blast towards me. I knew I could withstand her heat vision, while a regular human being wouldn't be able to. As the blast hit me, I felt the intense heat searing through my suit, slowly ripping it, but I managed to hold on.

Looking into Power Girl's eyes, I saw a glimmer of my friend in there, struggling against the lust that had consumed her. The pain and confusion in her eyes, mixed with the desire that radiated from her powerful body, made my own desire surge. I knew I had to do something to help her.

As the police officers hesitated at the edge of the ring, Power Girl glared at them, her voice filled with lust and anger. "Don't interfere," she warned, "or I'll kill everyone!" I motioned to the officers, urging them to listen to her. They hesitated, but eventually retreated and instead focused on getting everyone else out, not wanting to risk provoking her further. "Please, Karen," I pleaded, "We need to stop this. We need you to get to Star Labs and fix this."

Power Girl smirked, her eyes filled with lust. "Sorry, Kara, I wish I could do that, but I can't control myself. The more you plead, the hornier I get," she said, reaching down and grabbing her cock, stirring it to life. I realized pleading wasn't going to get her help, so I tried to break free from her grasp. She quickly grabbed my legs and threw me up into the roof of the ring. As I landed, dazed, she flew up and knocked me back down into the ring. Now exposed and vulnerable, I lay on the ground, my body trembling with desire. Power Girl's eyes burned with raw desire as she approached me, her massive cock standing at attention.

Power Girl (1)

I slowly land on Supergirl's dazed body in the ring, my heart races with excitement. Her eyes flutter open, and I can see the confusion in them. I reach out and caress her breasts, feeling the firmness beneath my fingers through her shirt. I can't help but think how much Kara always hated how small they are, but I don't care, I love them anyway and appreciated them the way they are. I rip her shirt open, revealing her breasts in all their glory. I lean down and suck one of their nipples into my mouth, feeling the hardness of it against my tongue.

Supergirl moans, and I know she's waking up. "Karen," she whispers, her voice hoarse. Hearing my name on her lips sends a jolt of desire through me. I can't wait anymore.

I position myself over her face, my cock pressing against her lips. "Kara, say ahh and let Dr. Karen here give you your medicine," I tease, loving the dominance I feel in this moment. Supergirl tries to get away, but I pin her arms down again with my legs as I sit on her face.

Supergirl closes her mouth, but I try to open my cock against her lips. No dice, but the feeling of her lips lightly touching my cock is so soft. I rub my cock against her face, smearing my pre-cum all over her skin. The smell of it arouses me even more. I then slap her face and lips with my cock, feeling the power in my actions. I grab her head and start slobbering my balls all over her face. I love dominating Supergirl like this, feeling her body tremble beneath me.

Supergirl couldn't quite handle the smell of my musk anymore and opened her mouth, but one of my balls just slipped right into her mouth, followed by another. I order her to suck on them like a lollipop, and she reluctantly complies. I can feel the pleasure of her sucking in my balls, her warm tongue sloppily licking them. "Yes!" I shout as I stroke my cock.

I can feel the need to cum building up, and then I orgasm, cumming over her face and hair. She tries to wipe it away, but I stop her, leaning my head down to lick the cum off her lips and face. The cum tastes delicious, and I must share this with Supergirl. I share the cum with her by french kissing her, and she swallows it all.

Seeing her swallow my cum makes my cock hard again. I aim my cock at her mouth again. Once again, she tries to keep her mouth shut, but I can tell she liked the taste of my cum. I smear my cum-covered cock all over her lips, basically giving her some lipstick, this time it's cum-flavored. I have a plan to get her to open her mouth, I slide a finger into her pussy, feeling how wet she is. I then start rubbing her pussy, and she moans, her voice muffled by my cock trying to push in. I add another finger, then another, until I have three fingers inside her. She finally opens her mouth to moan, but is cut off as I push my cock into her mouth. Her eyes water as my cock reaches her throat, "Glik!" is all that comes out of her mouth. I tell her to breathe through her nose. She does, and I bottom out, my cock reaching her stomach. Her warm mouth sucking on my cock like a vacuum. I pull out, inch by inch, until only five inches are left in her mouth and throat. I thrust my cock back into her throat, making her gag. "Glik" she spurts out again as glik glik sounds fill the air as I thrust in and out. Saliva spits out of her mouth, soaking her ruined costume.

I keep thrusting and thrusting, feeling the power of my cock inside her. Her tongue around my cock is like heaven every time I thrust in her mouth.

I can feel the pleasure building up and I start to ejaculate, which came a big load into her throat and stomach, she couldn't handle all the cum, so some of it leaks out. But I know I'm well on my way to destroy her gag reflex. I slowly pull my cock out of her throat, smearing another little bit of cum on her lips. Supergirl lies unconscious on the mat in the wrestling ring, and I sit next to her, waiting for her to wake up to continue the fun.

Supergirl (1)

As I land on the cold, hard mat in the wrestling ring, my body trembles from the impact. I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, and my heart races with fear. Karen's face looms over me, her eyes filled with determination. Her fingers caress my breasts, and I can't help but shiver from the mix of fear and arousal. I hate that she finds pleasure in my vulnerability, but I know I can't fight back.

She rips my shirt open, exposing my breasts to the world. I try to cover myself, but her hands are too strong. She leans down and sucks on my nipple, her tongue rough and invasive. The sensation is both painful and pleasurable, and I can't help but feel a sense of helplessness.

She ignores my pleas and positions herself over my face, her cock pressing against my lips. "Say ahh and let the doctor give you the medicine," she teases, her voice filled with dominance. I close my mouth, but she tries to force me to open my mouth, and I reluctantly comply.

She rubs her cock against my face, smearing her pre-cum all over my skin. The smell of it repulses me, but I know I can't escape. She slaps my face and lips with her cock, the force of her actions making me wince. I feel the power in her actions, and I hate that she enjoys it.

She grabs my head and starts slobbering her balls all over my face. I try to push her away, but she holds me down, her strength overpowering mine. I feel her balls smear against my lips, and I gag, opening my mouth trying to push her away. Instead, I reluctantly accept her command to suck on her balls like a lollipop.

I can feel the pleasure of her balls against my tongue, and I hate that I enjoy it. I try to resist, but her touch is too strong. She strokes her cock, her eyes closing in ecstasy. I can feel the pleasure building up inside her, and I can't help but feel aroused despite my fear.

She orgasms, cumming all over my face and hair. I feel humiliated, embarrassed, and yet surprisingly aroused. I try to wipe it away, but she stops me, leaning down to lick the cum off my lips. The taste of her on my tongue is disgusting, but I can't help but feel aroused.

She shares the cum with me by French kissing me, and I swallow it all, hating the taste. Swallowing her cum makes my body tremble, and I hate that I'm turned on. She sits on my face again, aiming her cock at my mouth. I try to keep my mouth shut, but I know I can't fight her.

She smears her cum-covered cock all over my lips, and then she slides a finger into my pussy. I moan, my voice muffled by her cock. She adds another finger, then another, until she has three fingers inside me. I finally open my mouth, and she pushes her cock into my mouth.

Her cock reaches my throat, and I gag, tears welling up in my eyes. I can't breathe, and every time her cock hits my throat, deepthroating me, I end up making Gluck Gluck sounds like a pornstar which both disgusts and arouses me to even think about that. Saliva then spills out of my mouth, soaking my costume. I feel the power of her cock inside me, and I hate that I enjoy it.

She starts to orgasm, and I feel the cum filling my throat and stomach. I try to push her away, but she holds me down, her strength overpowering mine. She pulls out, and I feel the cum leaking out, sounding like I'm being sick. But I know I can't escape.

She slowly pulls her cock out of my mouth, smearing a little bit of cum on my lips. I lie there, unconscious on the mat, hating the fact that I enjoyed it all.

Power Girl (2)

Standing over Supergirl, I can't help but revel in the power I have over her. Her body is covered in my cum, and she lies unconscious on the mat, her skirt ripped off. I feel a thrill of excitement as I decide it's only fair to repay the favor.

I kneel down between her legs, my eyes locked on her exposed pussy. My mouth waters at the sight of her, and I know she's wet. I start by gently licking her pussy, savoring the taste of her sweetness. Supergirl moans softly, and I can feel her body trembling beneath me.

I slide a finger inside her, then another, and another, until I have three fingers inside her. I thrust them in and out, creating a rhythm that sends shivers down her spine. Supergirl's moans grow louder, and I can feel her body tense, indicating she's close to orgasm.

Supergirl's eyes flutter open, and she looks at me with a mix of shock and arousal. I smile at her, my fingers still inside her, and I use my other hand to gently caress one of her breasts. Her moans turn into screams, and I can feel my own desire growing stronger.

"I'm going to make you cum," I whisper, and Supergirl warns me that she's about to orgasm. I lick her pussy harder, and she arches her back, her body shaking as she cries out in pleasure. I savor the taste of her cum as it coats my fingers and tongue.

Finally, I stop and lean in to make out passionately with Supergirl. Our tongues intertwine, and I can feel her body shudder as she orgasms. I pull away, my heart pounding, and I look down at Supergirl, who is now fully conscious and staring up at me.

"Uhhh," she moans, and I can see the gratitude in her eyes. I know I've taken her to new heights of pleasure, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. "You're welcome," I say softly, as I help her up and we share a tender embrace.

Supergirl(2)

While I was out in my dream, I found myself in the arms of Zatanna, the mistress of magic. Her lips were soft and warm against mine, and her touch sent shivers down my spine. As our kiss deepened, I felt a sudden chill, colder than any dream I'd ever experienced.

Zatanna's hands began to wander, exploring my body with a sense of urgency. She slid her fingers under my skirt, sending a thrill of desire through me. I moaned softly as her lips trailed down my neck, her breath hot against my skin.

As she reached the sensitive area between my thighs, I felt a jolt of pleasure. Zatanna's tongue danced around my clit, teasing and tantalizing me. I moaned louder, my body arching towards her as she caressed my pussy with her fingers. In that moment, I realized how vivid this dream felt, as if someone was actually touching me.

Suddenly, I woke up, my heart pounding in my chest. I found myself in a wrestling ring, Power Girl's body pressed against mine. Her lips were on my pussy, her fingers inside me, but her touch was not as gentle as Zatanna's.

I gasped, my mind racing to understand what was happening. I could feel Power Girl's cum on my body, her taste on my lips, and the evidence of her arousal in my stomach.

Power Girl's tongue continued to explore my most sensitive areas, her fingers moving faster and faster inside me. I cried out, my body tensing as I approached orgasm. But Power Girl didn't stop, her relentless touch pushing me over the edge.

I screamed, my body convulsing as I climaxed, my juices flowing onto Power Girl's tongue. She lapped them up eagerly, then pulled me into a passionate kiss, sharing my own taste with me.

As I lay there, recovering from my orgasm, I still couldn't comprehend how Power Girl had changed. But one thing was clear: the pleasure I had experienced, both in my dream and in reality, was unlike anything I had ever known. I looked up at Power Girl, my heart pounding, and said, 'Thank you.' Power Girl smiled at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction, and said, 'You're welcome.'"

Power Girl (3)

The heat between us was undeniable, our bodies trembling with anticipation and desire. I knew what I wanted, what I needed, and I couldn't wait any longer. Supergirl tried to beg me to stop, to find a way to remove my cock, but I couldn't ignore her pleas. I saw the fear in her eyes, but I knew she understood.

As I slowly pushed my cock at the entrance of her pussy, inch by inch, I felt the resistance as her body stretched open. Her eyes widened in pain, but she bit her lip, determined to endure. I whispered, "I'll be slow at first," and she nodded, her eyes locked on mine.

Our bodies moved in perfect sync, our breaths shallow and rapid. I could feel her body responding to my touch, her moans filling the air. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together, and I felt a connection deeper than I ever thought possible.

As I thrust harder and faster, her moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath me. I caressed her face, feeling the softness of her skin, and she opened her eyes to meet mine. Our gazes locked, and I felt a surge of desire unlike anything I'd ever experienced.

Supergirl held my ass, her fingers digging into my skin, and she spanked one of my ass cheeks, making me giggle despite the intensity of the situation. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, sweat dripping from our brows, our moans growing louder.

I could feel the pleasure building, the tension coiling within me. "I'm going to breed you," I warned, my voice hoarse. She panicked, trying to move, but my thrusts were relentless.

The pleasure consumed her, and she couldn't resist the sensation. I thrust harder, faster, and she moaned into the kiss, her body trembling beneath me. I felt my cum surging through my cock, filling her pussy with my seed.

I kissed her passionately, my heart pounding in my chest. "I love you," I whispered, my voice raw.

"I love you too," she replied, her eyes filled with emotion.

But then, the lust subsided, and I felt guilty for enjoying her against her will. I sat up, my heart racing, and saw the crowd in the arena, their eyes wide with shock and arousal.

"I'm so sorry for taking you like that," I said, my voice shaking.

"It's fine," Supergirl said, her voice calm. "Being brainwashed is part of what happened to superheroes, Karen. It's okay."

I stood up, my cock still hard, and snapped back, "I enjoyed fucking you against your will, and I feel bad for enjoying it."

Supergirl looked surprised, but then she said, "You gave me pleasure in a way no one else has, I just wish it was under better circumstances, that's all."

I realized my cock was still standing at attention, and thoughts of breeding her dominated my mind again. Supergirl pointed it out, "So I guess it doesn't properly die down until I'm properly pregnant," she said.

I smirked, "Yep."

Supergirl sighed, "Fine, but I'm going to be on top, then we are going to Star Labs to help you after this."

I looked at her, my heart pounding, and I knew I was in for a wild ride.

Supergirl (3)

I lay there, cum-covered and exhausted, unable to help but feel the warmth of Power Girl's body pressed against mine. Her big cock, still semi-hard, was a testament to the passion we had just shared. I tried to beg her to stop, but my words fell on deaf ears. Her eyes met mine, filled with lust, and I knew she needed this. Maybe once her lust died down, we could find a cure for her.

Power Girl's cock, ten inches of pure pleasure, pushed against the entrance of my pussy. I bit my lip, trying to cope with the pain as she slowly pushed it in. Inch by inch, she filled me up, and I nodded, unable to think of anything else. The ground shook with each of her thrusts, and I moaned throughout the room.

Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, sweat dripping from our bodies. I could feel Power Girl's cock growing inside me, and I moaned into the kiss. Her hard, muscular body pressed against mine, her skin glistening with sweat. Her eyes were filled with lust, and her lips were swollen from our passionate kisses.

I held onto Power Girl's ass for support, digging my nails into her skin. I got a bit kinky, spanking one of her ass cheeks, which made her giggle. She grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and kissing me deeply, our tongues intertwining.

"I need this, just as much as you do," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.

I moaned into the kiss, my body moving in perfect sync with hers. Our breaths came in ragged gasps, and our moans filled the air.

Suddenly, she told me she was going to breed me, and panic set in. I didn't want to have a baby, I wanted to be with Zatanna. I wanted to be with her, but if I got pregnant, maybe Power Girl was the better option to raise a family with. However, I couldn't help but think that one day, Zatanna could join in the fun and become part of our family too.

The pleasure grew bigger, and I orgasmed, but Power Girl didn't stop. She thrust harder and faster, making me moan into the kiss. Her cock, now fully hard, slid in and out of me with ease, filling me completely.

"I'm going to fill you with my cum," she growled, her voice low and seductive.

I moaned, unable to resist the pleasure coursing through my body. Finally, she came, filling me with cum. I felt so full, and as she pulled out her cock, I moaned again.

As I looked around, I saw the audience, shocked and aroused by what they had just witnessed. Power Girl apologised for taking me against my will, but I reassured her that being brainwashed was part of what happens with superheroes. She stood up, confessing that she enjoyed fucking me against my will. I told her that she gave me pleasure in a way no one else had, but I wished it was under different circumstances.

Power Girl's cock grew hard again, and she looked at me with lustful eyes. I sighed and accepted my situation. "Fine, but I'm going to be on top." I said.

She smiled, her eyes filled with desire, and I knew she was ready for more.

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In Stryker's Island, the prisoners gathered around the television screen in their private room, captivated by the scene unfolding. They cheered and hooted, one of them wiping away tears of laughter. "It's a way better love story than Twilight," he said, chuckling.

Parasite, watching from a distance, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. His work was paying off, and the prisoners were entertained. A guard approached him, informing him that he had an incoming call. Parasite excused himself, leaving the prisoners to their own devices.

As he walked away, Matches Malone followed him discreetly. He had been suspicious of Parasite from the start, and now he had a reason. As Parasite took the call, Matches produced a listening device and began to eavesdrop from across the hallway.

On the other end of the line, a woman's voice was seductive and alluring. Matches felt a jolt of recognition; he had heard that voice before. "Thank you for letting me drain your powers," Parasite said, then the woman’s voice filled with laughter. "No problem, only to have someone like Power Girl to how much fun it is to be at my level."

Parasite then asked her if Power Girl was ready to join her. The woman laughed again. "Not yet, but she will be. In time, she'll be a Star Sapphire."

Matches' eyes widened in shock. The woman on the phone was none other than Carol Ferris. He knew now that she was somehow involved with Power Girl and Parasite.

Parasite continued, "Power Girl will be a powerful addiction." He then asked about Supergirl and her role in all of this. Carol replied, "She'll join as well, either as Power Girl's pet or lover, depending on how Power Girl wants it. But her will will only get stronger, and nothing can help cure her."

Matches quickly stopped listening and turned to leave, only to be confronted by Clayface. The hulking figure recognized Matches but couldn't place him yet. "Get out of my way," Matches growled, but Clayface refused to move.

In a desperate move, Matches threw a cold grenade into Clayface's stomach, freezing him solid. The explosion echoed through the hallway, and Matches took advantage of the distraction to escape. He knew Clayface would thaw out eventually, but he needed time to regroup.

Parasite, now aware of Matches' escape, paused his call and stared at the frozen Clayface. A realization dawned on him. Matches Malone was actually Batman in disguise. He quickly resumed the call and informed Carol of his discovery.

Carol laughed, "I have plans for him and his bat family, but for now, let him have his moment."

Parasite nodded, understanding that for now, Batman was a distraction he could use to his advantage. He ended the call and returned to his cell, his mind racing with newfound information and plans.

Chapter Text

The Metropolis news studio hummed with activity as Katie and Chloe prepared for their evening broadcast. Today's charity wrestling event had taken an unexpected turn, leaving audiences stunned and intrigued.

Katie glanced up from her notes, greeting Chloe warmly. "Hey, Chloe, did you catch the soccer game last night? My kids were thrilled with the win."

Chloe smiled, appreciating the casual banter. "No, I missed it. But I heard it was quite a match! Now, let's dive into today's main story."

Katie nodded, launching into the report. "Viewers were shocked when Power Girl and Supergirl's wrestling match devolved into something far more…intimate. The question on everyone's mind: what sparked this sudden change in Power Girl?"

Chloe considered aloud, "Perhaps it has something to do with her recent battle with Parasite. Maybe the confrontation stirred up latent desires or altered her chemistry."

As they discussed the incident, Chloe felt a magnetic pull towards the images of Power Girl on the monitors. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her professional demeanor.

Katie noticed Chloe's distraction and gently steered the conversation back on track. "Hey, let's focus, Chloe. We need to present this story objectively, despite its unique nature."

Chloe nodded, gathering her thoughts. "Of course, Katie. You're right. Since the event, we've received numerous messages from women requesting similar encounters with Power Girl. Some view her as a solution to infertility struggles or an opportunity for unique experiences."

Katie raised an eyebrow. "Are you suggesting Power Girl become a surrogate of sorts?"

Chloe shrugged, feigning innocence. "Well, it's an interesting concept, isn't it? Assuming all parties are informed and consensual, of course."

As the broadcast continued, Katie emphasized the importance of consent, ensuring viewers understood the gravity of the situation. Chloe, however, found herself captivated by the idea of Power Girl's abilities.

She mused aloud, "Imagine the possibilities, Katie. A union between Kryptonian and human DNA could lead to extraordinary advancements. Perhaps Power Girl should consider spreading her gift to all women, creating a new generation of empowered beings."

Katie eyed Chloe skeptically, unsure if her colleague was joking or serious. "Chloe, are you suggesting Power Girl embark on a global quest to impregnate every woman on Earth?"

Chloe giggled, realizing her suggestion might have sounded extreme. "Well, when you put it that way, it does sound a bit ambitious. But imagine the potential benefits!"

Katie laughed, shaking her head. "Leave it to you, Chloe, to find the bright side in such an unusual situation."

With a wink, Chloe concluded, "Always looking on the bright side, Katie. That's me!"

With a final note, Katie says, “Before we end the show, we have only one question, where is Power Girl and Supergirl now?”.

Power Girl

I groan with pleasure as I thrust my hips upwards, driving my thick, throbbing cock deep inside Supergirl's wet pussy in the Fortress Of Solitude. She's on top of me in a reverse cowgirl position, her perfect ass bouncing up and down as she takes every inch of me. Her moans fill the room, mingling with my own grunts of satisfaction.

We've been at it for hours, ever since I first overpowered her in the wrestling arena and took her roughly from behind. She's exhausted, her body trembling with fatigue, but she doesn't dare stop. She knows that I won't stop until I've cum inside her again and again, until I've repeatedly planted my seed deep within her womb.

"Please, Power Girl," she whimpers, her voice hoarse from hours of moaning. "Let me sleep."

But I shake my head, my eyes locked on her perfect body. "Not yet," I growl, my voice dripping with lust. "I'm not finished with you."

She sighs, her shoulders slumping in defeat. She's doing this for me, to sate my insatiable lust. She's been a good girl, taking every inch of me without complaint. And soon, I'll give her the release she so desperately needs.

An hour passes, and still, Supergirl remains in the same position, her body limp and exhausted. I can feel my own release building, my balls tightening with pleasure. I'm close, so close.

Just as I'm about to cum, Zatanna teleports into the room, her eyes widening in shock as she takes in the scene before her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," she stammers, but I wave her off, my eyes never leaving Supergirl's perfect body.

"Don't worry, I'm almost finished," I groan, my hips thrusting upwards with renewed vigor.

Zatanna watches for a moment, her eyes glazing over with lust. I can see the desire in her gaze, and it only spurs me on. I grip Supergirl's hips, driving myself deeper inside her as I feel my release building.

"Please, Karen," Supergirl whimpers, her voice barely audible. "I can't take it anymore."

But I ignore her pleas, my eyes locked on her perfect body as I thrust deeper and deeper. I can feel her trembling with exhaustion, but I don't care. I'm too close, too far gone.

And then, with a final thrust, I cum inside her, filling her womb with my seed. Supergirl collapses on top of me, her body spent and exhausted. I pull out of her, my cock glistening with cum.

I tuck Supergirl into bed, kissing her gently on the lips before turning to Zatanna.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," I say, my voice low and seductive.

Zatanna swallows hard, her eyes locked on my cock. "It's okay," she whispers, her voice hoarse.

I step closer to her, my cock twitching with desire. "Do you want to join us?" I ask, my voice dripping with lust.

Zatanna nods, her eyes wide and innocent. I can see the lust in her gaze, and I know that she's mine for the taking.

I grab her hair, pulling her closer to me and kneeling her down at level with my cock. She gasps as I push my cock into her mouth, her lips wrapping around me as I thrust deeper and deeper.

I can feel her gagging, her eyes watering as I push myself further down her throat. But she doesn't resist, her body trembling with pleasure as I fill her mouth with my cock.

I pull out, my cock glistening with saliva. Zatanna gasps for air, her eyes wide and shocked. But I can see the desire in her gaze, and I know that she wants more.

"Please, Power Girl give me a chance to -“, She says before I interrupt her mid sentence with my cock.

But I ignore her pleas, my hips thrusting wildly as I fuck her face. She holds onto my ass for support, her body trembling with pleasure.

And then, with a final thrust, I cum inside her, filling her stomach with my seed. Zatanna's body goes limp, her eyes rolling back in her head as she blacks out for a moment.

When she comes to, she swallows my cum, her eyes locked on mine. I can see the lust in her gaze, and I know that she's mine now.

I tell her to lie on the bed, and she obeys without hesitation. I fly away, my cock still twitching with pleasure. I know that I'll be back for more, and that both Supergirl and Zatanna will be waiting for me.

As I fly away, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I've taken what I wanted, when I wanted it. And there's nothing anyone can do to stop me.

Supergirl

Groggily, I rub my eyes and sit up, feeling the familiar soreness that accompanies a long night of passion. I glance around the room, taking in the rumpled sheets and scattered pillows before getting up to investigate.

As I enter the kitchen, I spot Zatanna standing by the stove, stirring something in a pot. She looks up as I enter, giving me a small smile.

"Morning, sunshine," she says, her voice light and teasing.

I return her smile, running a hand through my tangled hair. "Morning. You too, huh?"

Zatanna nods, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah. Once I saw her..." She trails off, not needing to finish her sentence. We both knew what she meant.

I pour myself a cup of coffee, taking a grateful sip as the warmth spreads through me. "Sorry for calling you so late last night," I say, feeling guilty for dragging Zatanna into my messy situation.

She waves me off. "Don't worry about it. Besides, I think I figured out what was going on during our call."

I blush, remembering the sounds of pleasure I couldn't contain as Power Girl had her way with me. "Yeah, about that..."

Zatanna gives me a knowing look. "Don't worry, I won't judge. But there is something else we need to talk about."

She goes on to tell me about Batman's discovery, and my heart sinks as I realize the gravity of the situation. Star Sapphire, my former friend, was responsible for this mess. And now Power Girl was being corrupted by her influence.

Tears spring to my eyes as I think about the woman I love, being used in such a way. Zatanna wraps her arms around me, holding me close as I cry.

"We'll fix this," she murmurs, her voice soothing. "We'll save Power Girl and stop Star Sapphire."

After I compose myself, I ask Zatanna to check if I'm pregnant. She nods, performing a spell that leaves me feeling both excited and scared. The thought of carrying Power Girl's child fills me with joy, but I know the challenges that lie ahead.

Zatanna assures me that she knows someone who can help prevent Power Girl from impregnating anyone else. I trust her judgment, knowing she has a vast network of contacts in the magical community.

Before we leave, I hesitate, then ask Zatanna about the taste of Power Girl's semen. She smiles, admitting that she enjoys it. I understand what she means, having tasted it myself. It's a reminder of the intense connection we share, one that goes beyond mere physical attraction.

With a final glance around the Fortress of Solitude, we teleport away, ready to face whatever challenges come our way. Together, we will save Power Girl and protect the life growing inside of me.

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Meanwhile, Emily is in her room, watching the scene on TV of Power Girl and Supergirl in the wrestling arena. She is so turned on that she begins to masturbate, but is interrupted by a knock at the door. It's her wife, Ashley, who walks in and catches Emily in the act. Emily is embarrassed, but Ashley smiles and walks over to her, sitting down on the bed next to her.

"It's okay, Emily," Ashley says, taking Emily's hand. "I know you have fantasies. And I don't blame you for being attracted to Power Girl."

Emily looks at Ashley, surprised by her understanding. She hugs Ashley, grateful for her love and acceptance.

"You're the best wife ever," Emily says, kissing Ashley passionately.

As they kiss, Emily can't help but think about the feeling of Power Girl's bulge and the way Power Girl smelled her hair. She imagines what it would be like to be with Power Girl, but then realizes that she already has everything she needs in Ashley.

"If you ever meet Power Girl again, I hope she knows how lucky she is," Ashley says, smiling. "Because I'm never letting you go."

Emily laughs and kisses Ashley again.

"I don't want anyone else but you," Emily says.

Ashley then begins to kiss Emily's neck and collarbone, making her moan with pleasure. She takes off Emily's shirt and begins to kiss her perky tits, complimenting her as she sucks on one and pinches the other. Ashley then goes down, kissing Emily's stomach and waist before licking her panties, making Emily wet with excitement. 

She takes off Emily's panties seductively and begins to lick her pussy gently, flicking her clit and making Emily moan louder. Ashley licks faster and harder, and Emily holds on to the bed, unable to contain her pleasure.

"Oh, Ashley, yes!" Emily cries out.

Ashley looks up at Emily, smiling.

"You like that?" she asks.

"Yes, don't stop," Emily begs.

Ashley continues to lick Emily's pussy, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. Just as Emily is about to cum, Ashley stops and looks up at her.

“What's wrong?" Emily asks, panting.

"I want to hear you say it," Ashley says, smiling.

"Please, make me cum," Emily begs.

Ashley resumes licking Emily's pussy, and Emily finally has an orgasm, moaning loudly. Ashley licks it all up, sharing Emily's juices with her through a passionate French kiss.

Exhausted and satisfied, Emily and Ashley spoon each other, resting on each other. Emily looks up at Ashley, smiling.

"I love you," she says.

"I love you too," Ashley replies, kissing Emily on the forehead as she falls to sleep.

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After their loving embrace, Ashley and Emily drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms. Hours later, Ashley stirs awake, disturbed by strange sounds echoing from downstairs. Her initial reaction is to dismiss them as late-night television or perhaps an animal rummaging through the trash. But the unfamiliar voices and laughter grow increasingly louder, jolting her fully awake.

Curiosity piqued, Ashley carefully disentangles herself from Emily's embrace and slips out of bed. She dons a dressing gown, her heart pounding in her chest as she makes her way down the dimly lit hallway to investigate.

The room then was filled with an eerie silence as Ashley made her way down the stairs to the kitchen, her heart racing in her chest. The sight that greeted her in the kitchen took her breath away. The entire room was covered in a thick layer of cum, and exhausted women lay on the floor, their bodies glistening in the dim light. Ashley's eyes widened in shock as she took it all in.

At the far end of the room, Power Girl sat on the sofa, watching TV with a smug expression on her face. Ashley tried to sneak away unnoticed, but Power Girl's keen senses picked up on her presence.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the shy one," Power Girl said, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "Come closer, my dear."

Ashley hesitated, but the sight of Power Girl's impressive cock, which was still glistening with the juices of the women who had come before her, was too much to resist. She approached the sofa, her heart pounding in her chest.

As she came around to the front of the sofa, Ashley's eyes widened in shock as she saw a woman sucking on Power Girl's cock with fervor. Power Girl was pushing the woman's head down, her hips thrusting upwards in rhythm with the woman's movements. Ashley's breath hitched in her throat as she took it all in.

"Sit down next to me, my dear," Power Girl said, patting the spot next to her. Ashley hesitated, but Power Girl's tone left no room for argument. She sat down next to her, her heart racing in her chest.

"Do you like what you see?" Power Girl asked, her voice low and seductive. Ashley was speechless, hypnotized by the sight of Power Girl's cock in front of her. Power Girl laughed. "Your silence speaks volumes, my dear."

The woman on Power Girl's cock moaned loudly as Power Girl's thrusts grew faster and more intense. Ashley watched in awe as Power Girl came, the woman's throat convulsing as she swallowed every last drop. Power Girl then slowly pulled out, the woman collapsing on the side of the sofa, unconscious.

"Will she be okay?" Ashley asked, concern etched on her face. Power Girl shrugged. "They all hold up just fine. I hold back a lot of my strength when I fuck humans."

Ashley's mind raced as Power Girl's words sunk in. "I guess Emily is next on your list," she said, her voice trembling. Power Girl nodded, but her eyes lingered on Ashley's curvy body.

Power Girl stood up, her body towering over Ashley's. Ashley's heart raced as she looked up at Power Girl, her body trembling with anticipation. Power Girl's hands ran down Ashley's body, her touch sending shivers down Ashley's spine.

"She is, but I can make an exception with you first, just Imagine raising two children with Emily, your beautiful wife, a lot of these fans are going to be moms, and you and Emily can be too," Power Girl said, her voice low and seductive. Ashley's heart skipped a beat at the thought. Power Girl then leaned down, her lips brushing against Ashley's ear.

"Thought so, now,Are you ready to be bred?" Power Girl asked, her voice filled with lust. Ashley was unsure, but Power Girl's touch and the sight of her impressive cock were too much to resist.

Power Girl thrusts into Ashley, her cock hitting every inch of her pussy with a force that made Ashley cry out in pleasure. Ashley's body writhing against Power Girl's, her moans growing louder and louder as Power Girl's thrusts grew more intense.

Power Girl then French kissed Ashley, their tongues tangling together as they shared the taste of another woman's juices. Ashley moaned, her body trembling with pleasure as Power Girl's hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her curves.

Power Girl then picked Ashley up, her body lifting her effortlessly, and carried her to the counter. Ashley's heart raced as Power Girl set her down, her body trembling with anticipation. Power Girl then entered her from behind, her cock hitting Ashley's cervix with a force that made her cry out in pleasure.

Power Girl's thrusts grew faster and more intense, her body moving with a power and strength that made Ashley feel small and helpless. Ashley moaned, her body writhing against Power Girl's, her pussy clenching around Power Girl's cock as they both came.

Power Girl then pulled out, her cock leaking out cum, Ashley's body feeling empty and hollow and sore. Power Girl then looked at her, a wicked smile spreading across her face.

"We can continue, but I want your permission to further breed you and Emily. Otherwise, I'll stop," Power Girl said, her voice low and seductive. Ashley's mind raced as she considered the implications of Power Girl's words.

"Yes, I want you to breed me and to breed Emily. I want you to fuck me like all of those women on the floor," Ashley breathed, her body trembling with anticipation. Power Girl smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust as she carries Ashley to the bedroom to continue the breeding.

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Emily lay in her bed, her heart pounding as she slipped deeper into her fantasies. Her mind was a whirlwind of desire and longing, fueled by the image of Power Girl's strong, muscled form. She could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her breasts rose and fell with each labored breath. The thought of Power Girl's big cock thrusting into her was all too real, and Emily couldn't help but moan at the sensation.

Suddenly, she heard a voice call out from the darkness. "Emily?" It was Ashley, her wife, her lover. Emily's eyes flew open, and she was startled to find herself no longer alone in her bed. There, in front of her, was Power Girl, her big cock already buried deep inside Emily.

Power Girl looked down at Emily with a seductive smile. "Hi, Emily," she purred. "I see you were having a naughty dream."

Emily's mind reeled as she tried to process what was happening. Her role model, her crush, was here in her bed, and she was being filled by Power Girl's big cock. She could only stutter out a response. "H-hi, Power Girl."

Ashley, who had been watching the scene unfold next to Emily, reached out to stroke her hair. "It's okay, Emily," she whispered. "We both wanted this."

Emily's eyes widened as she looked over at Ashley. She could see the evidence of Power Girl's attentions on her wife's body – the wetness, the slick trails of cum leaking from her pussy. Emily's heart raced as she realized that Power Girl had indeed fucked her wife while she slept.

"You fucked her while I was asleep?" Emily asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Power Girl nodded, her expression unapologetic. "I was supposed to fuck you first, but I didn't want to leave your wife out and make her jeolous."

Emily's mind reeled as Power Girl continued to thrust into her, her moans and groans mingling with Ashley's. Ashley, seeing Emily's confusion, had an idea. She climbed onto Emily's face, straddling her mouth. "Taste her cum, it's so delicious," she urged.

Emily hesitated for a moment, but the taste of Power Girl’s cum was addicting. She lapped at Ashley's pussy, swallowing the sweet nectar that flowed from her. Power Girl watched with approval, her thrusts growing harder as she saw Emily's enthusiasm.

"You feel so good together," Power Girl purred, her voice thick with desire.

Emily moaned into Ashley's pussy, her body writhing beneath Power Girl's. She could feel the power of Power Girl's big cock, the way it filled her up and made her feel alive. She moaned louder, her body arching as she felt the familiar build-up of pleasure.

"I'm going to cum," she gasped.

Power Girl paused, her eyes meeting Emily's. "Me too," she said, her voice low and husky.

Together, they came, their bodies shuddering in the aftermath of their orgasms. Power Girl collapsed on top of them, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

But she wasn't done yet. She rolled off Emily and Ashley, her big cock still hard and ready. She looked down at them, her expression unreadable. "I've wanted you for so long, Emily," she said, her voice low and intense. "I've saved the city many times, but this is my real reward."

Emily looked up at her, her heart racing as she realized what she intended to do. She opened her mouth, and Power Girl's big cock slid in, filling her throat. She could feel the power of her cum, the way it coated her tongue and filled her up. She pulled back, only to thrust it back in, her body writhing beneath her.

Power Girl continued to use her as a fuck doll, her thrusts growing harder and more intense. Emily could only moan, her mind a blank slate as she surrendered to the pleasure.

Finally, Power Girl came again, her cum filling Emily's throat. She pulled out, her body spent. She lay down between them, spooning them both as they lay in the bed, exhausted but satisfied with two beautiful women sleeping next to her.

Supergirl 

As we teleported into the Batcave, the cave came alive with the scent of old books and the faint hum of machinery. Batman stood before us, his eyes fixed on a small vial on his desk, the contents glinting in the dim light.

"Batman, what's in that vial?" Zatanna asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up, his expression grave. "This is the drug that was used on Power Girl. It's a potent concoction of the power of love that the Star Sapphires use for their powers,however it’s been altered to change into lust which given this, it seems the Star Sapphires are now corrupted by lust as well as Power Girl."

I shuddered, my mind flooding with memories of that day in the arena. Power Girl's transformation had left me feeling violated and powerless. I tried to push the thoughts away, focusing on the present.

Batman's voice broke through my thoughts. "I'm sorry, Supergirl. I wasn't there for you that day. I should have been, I didn’t realise-."

I looked into his eyes, seeing the regret and remorse there. "You don't need to apologize, Batman. I understand. But where is Clark? I haven't seen him since the battle against Parasite."

Batman's expression softened. "Clark is still in the Phantom Zone, working tirelessly to help rehabilitate the prisoners. He believes that they have a chance of coming back and settling among the stars once again."

I smiled, feeling a flicker of hope. "I hope he's right."

Batman's gaze returned to the vial. "We need to find Star Sapphire. She's the one behind all of this."

My frustration mounted. "Why haven't we confronted Power Girl yet? We can't let her keep breeding people."

Batman's eyes narrowed. "There are too many civilians in the house she's staying in. We can't risk their lives. We're working on a plan to bring her to a safer location."

I sighed, feeling helpless. "What about the League? Shouldn't we send in male straight members to apprehend her? They wouldn't be seduced by her allure."

Batman nodded. "I agree. I'll round up as many Leaguers as I can. In the meantime, you and Zatanna should use the lead on Star Sapphire's whereabouts."

Zatanna and I exchanged a determined look. "We're on it, Batman," she said.

Before we teleported away, Batman gave us a stern warning. "Stay safe. I'll let the League know where to assemble and wait for further instructions. I'm going to use a way to draw Power Girl out."

I nodded, feeling a sense of resolve. As we teleported away, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions - anger, sadness, and determination. We would stop Star Sapphire, no matter what it took in order to save Power Girl.

Batgirl 

As I drove my batbike towards Power Girl's location, I listened intently to Batman's instructions over the radio. I could hear the urgency in his voice as he briefed me on the situation. My heart raced as I realized the gravity of the mission.

"Batgirl, the male Justice League members are waiting outside to deal with Power Girl, but due to civilians being inside, I'm afraid they'll get killed in the crossfire," Batman said.

I understood the risk, but I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story. "Why am I being asked to help if the male Leaguers are only allowed to interfere?" I asked.

Batman hesitated before responding. "Power Girl is too dangerous, Barbara. Her libido is getting stronger. We need someone who can get close to her who she cares about to bring her out into the light."

My heart sank as I realized what Bruce was asking me to do. I had always thought Power Girl was attractive, but what Bruce is asking me to do, I’m shocked as I have never been with a woman before. I shouted into the radio, "Bruce, are you telling me that you need me to be fucked by her to draw her out?"

Batman didn't give me a straight answer. "Power Girl is too dangerous, we can't risk any more lives. You're the best option we have."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Why isn't Wonder Woman doing it instead?" I asked.

"What happened in the wrestling arena between Power Girl and Supergir is evidence enough that it has to be a human," Batman responded.

I sighed, feeling frustrated and conflicted. I knew I had to do what was necessary to protect innocent lives, but the thought of being intimate with Power Girl made me both excited and uncomfortable. I tried to push down my feelings as I asked, "Fine, I'll do it, but you make sure Power Girl is apprehended after and tell those Leaguers to turn off their radios, I don’t want them to see what I’m going to do."

Batman reassured me that I would be safe. I took a deep breath and started driving towards Power Girl's location, my mind racing with a mix of emotions. I was scared, but I was also determined to do what was necessary to protect the people I cared about.

Supergirl 

As we enter the Star Sapphire Corps' lair, the scent of arousal and lust hits us like a wave. The hallway is lined with Star Sapphire lanterns, who gaze at us with hungry, desiring eyes. Their bodies are on display, oozing sexuality and power. I can feel my own body responding to their presence, my heart racing and my breath quickening.

Zatanna and I exchange a glance, and I can see the same desire reflected in her eyes. But we resist the pull, reminding ourselves of our mission.

We reach the throne room, where Carol Ferris, aka Star Sapphire, awaits us. She's dressed in a flowing, sheer gown that leaves little to the imagination, her hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves. She greets us with a seductive smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Welcome, my dear Supergirl and Zatanna," she says, her voice low and sultry. "I've been expecting you."

She snaps her fingers, and two of her lantern servants approach us. They take our capes and coats, their fingers brushing against our skin in a way that sends shivers down my spine. I can feel the hypnotic pull of their touch.

Carol then turns to her servants and demonstrates her power over them, kissing them deeply and passionately. I can see the desire in their eyes, and I know that they would do anything for her. It's both fascinating and terrifying.

"Why did you transform Power Girl?" I demand, my voice shaking with anger and fear.

Carol smiles, her eyes glinting with amusement. "To show that even someone as strong and powerful as her can be corrupted," she says. "To prove that love and compassion can be twisted into lust and desire."

I can feel the anger rising within me, my fists clenched at my sides. "You turned her into a rapist," I spit out.

Carol shrugs, her expression unapologetic. "She's still the same person at her core," she says. "I simply changed the way she expresses her feelings."

Before I can react, Carol snaps her fingers again, and twenty of her servants surround us. Zatanna stands motionless, as if in a trance, and I realize with horror that I can't use my powers. The room is lined with red sun, making me powerless.

Carol approaches me, her eyes glinting with desire. "Look at me," she commands, her voice hypnotic and seductive. "Only focus on the now."

She leans in, her lips brushing against mine. I try to resist, but I can feel myself weakening. Her kiss is soft and gentle, but it quickly becomes more passionate, more demanding. I can feel myself getting lost in the moment, my body responding to her touch.

Zatanna joins in, her lips meeting mine in a three-way kiss. I can feel her tongue exploring my mouth, her hands running through my hair. It's both exhilarating and terrifying, the sensation of being overwhelmed by desire.

Carol breaks the kiss, her lips curling into a smirk. "You see, Supergirl," she says, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "You're just like Power Girl. You can be corrupted too."

I can feel the tears streaming down my face, my body trembling with emotion. "Please," I beg, my voice barely above a whisper. "Don't do this."

Carol ignores me, her eyes glinting with determination. "Zatanna," she says, her voice commanding. "Do the hypnotic kiss."

Zatanna moves towards me, her eyes glowing with purple energy. I try to resist, but it's no use. Her lips meet mine, and I can feel the hypnotic pull of her kiss. I try to fight it, but the more I struggle, the more I feel myself slipping away.

My eyes turn purple, and I can feel Zatanna's voice in my mind, seductive and hypnotic. "Embrace your own lust," she whispers. "Help Power Girl embrace her role as leader of the Star Sapphire Harem and become her servant and bear her children."

I can feel myself changing, my body becoming more pliant, more submissive. My costume transforms from my blue shirt and red skirt combo to a purple slutty version of my suit, complete with a purple cape.

Zatanna pulls back, her eyes glowing with satisfaction. "What is your role now, Supergirl?" she asks.

I can feel the satisfaction spreading through my body, my mind focused solely on pleasing Power Girl and serving the Star Sapphire Corps. "I am to help Power Girl fuck and impregnate every heroine and woman in the world," I say, my voice filled with lust and desire.

Carol smiles, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. "Excellent," she says. "Zatanna, teleport us to Power Girl's location before the League gets to her."

Zatanna nods, and we disappear in a flash of purple light. I can feel the excitement building within me, my body ready and willing to serve Power Girl and the Star Sapphire Corps. I am no longer Supergirl, but a servant to their desires, ready to fulfill their every need.

Batgirl

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approach Power Girl's hideout. Through the radio, I can hear Nightwing arguing with Batman about my involvement in this mission. I know he doesn't want me to go in there, but I have no choice. I have to save my friend.

As I enter the building lot, I'm greeted by the sight of Nightwing and the rest of the league, his face etched with concern. I hug him tightly, feeling his warmth and strength. He hands me a lead-lined box, a small smile on his face.

"Just in case," he says, his voice soft.

I nod, my throat tight with emotion. I kiss him deeply, savoring the feeling of his lips on mine. I know this could be the last time I see him if this does not go well.

I head inside, my heart racing. The walls are covered in trails of cum, a stark reminder of the debauchery that has taken place here. I make my way to the kitchen, where I find several naked women lounging around, covered in cum. They fall silent as I enter, their eyes raking over my body.

"You must be the next one," one of them says, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Next one for what?" I ask, my voice shaking.

"To get impregnated by Power Girl, of course," another woman says, a wistful look in her eyes.

I feel a shiver run down my spine. I had heard the rumors, but I never thought they were true. I make my way upstairs, my heart in my throat. I find Power Girl in bed, three other women sleeping beside her.

I approach cautiously, my eyes widening as I see Power Girl's cock for the first time. I had heard the rumors, but I never thought they were true. Before I can react, Power Girl is behind me, her arms wrapped around my waist. She carries me downstairs, her super speed making everything a blur.

She sets me down on the couch, lighting candles and turning on the fireplace. I can feel my heart racing as she stands in front of me, her cock hard and ready.

"Kiss it," she commands, her voice firm.

I hesitate, my mind racing. I don't want this. I don't want any of this. But before I can protest, Power Girl's eyes flash with anger. I do as she says, my heart pounding in my chest. But Power Girl isn't satisfied. She hits me with her cock, hard.

"Kiss it," she says again, her voice full of command.

I try, but Power Girl hits me again. I can feel my face growing hot with humiliation as Power Girl's cock smears cum all over my face from Power Girl's past sexual activities. I can feel myself getting wet, my body betraying me.

Power Girl senses my discomfort and offers to help. Before I can protest, she uses her heat vision to laser off my clothes, leaving me naked except for my cowl and cape. I had forgotten about the kryptonite rock in the lead-lined box, but Power Girl doesn't seem to notice.

Power Girl stands in front of me, her cock hard and ready. She tells me to kiss it, and I do, my body moving on autopilot. I kiss it again, and again, my passion growing with each kiss. I find myself licking every inch of Power Girl's cock, my body on fire with desire.

Power Girl moans, her hands gripping my head as she forces me to take more of her cock into my mouth. I can feel myself gagging, but Power Girl doesn't seem to care. She holds me still as she thrusts her cock deeper into my mouth, my eyes watering as I try to take it all in.

I can feel myself getting close to the edge, my body trembling with pleasure. Power Girl must sense it too, because she holds me still as she cums inside my throat. I can feel myself choking, my body trying to reject the overwhelming amount of cum.

But Power Girl isn't done yet. Her cock is already hard again, and before I can react, she picks me up and carries me to the wall next to the window. She thrusts her cock inside me, hard, making me scream with pleasure.

I can feel myself getting close, my body trembling with pleasure. But I hold on, my mind focused on the mission. I can't let myself give in to the pleasure. I have to save my friend.

But as Power Girl's thrusts get harder and faster, I can feel myself slipping. I scream again, my body trembling with pleasure. I can feel myself getting close, my mind spinning with pleasure.

And then, everything goes black.

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After the two former heroes arrived outside Power Girl’s location,Supergirl, under the control of Zatanna and Carol Ferris, followed the hypnotized Zatanna to Power Girl's location. As they approached, Zatanna turned to Supergirl and said, "Okay, Super Sexy, your job is to distract the Justice League outside while I take care of Power Girl."

Supergirl nodded and flew off to find Nightwing, who was waiting for Batgirl to give the signal to apprehend Power Girl. Nightwing did a double-take when he saw Supergirl approaching. Her costume was more purple and revealing than he had ever seen it, and she had a mischievous glint in her eye as she saw Batgirl’s batbike and smirked at the implication.

"Supergirl, what are you doing here? I thought you were investigating Star Sapphire with Batman," Nightwing said, confused.

But before Supergirl could respond, she closed the distance between them and kissed Nightwing deeply. Nightwing was taken aback, but he couldn't deny the intensity of the kiss. As they kissed, he felt a strange energy coursing through his body. He tried to break away, but Supergirl held him close, deepening the kiss.

As they kissed, Nightwing felt his body changing. His muscles became less defined, his curves more pronounced. His costume became loose as his body became smaller and more feminine. His face became softer, his lips fuller. His chest grew and swelled until it became a pair of luscious breasts. His hips widened, and his ass grew rounder. And finally, his voice became higher pitched.

When Supergirl finally broke the kiss, Nightwing looked at himself in shock. He was now a woman, with a body that was both beautiful and foreign to him.

Supergirl smiled at her creation. "I didn't know I could do that," she said, sounding surprised. "But I'm glad I did. You're so beautiful, Nightwing."

Nightwing looked at Supergirl, who was still holding him. "What have you done to me?" he asked, his voice shaking.

Supergirl ignored his question and instead, began to strip him of his clothes. "You don't need these anymore," she said, tossing his clothes aside. She then super-sped away and came back with a slutty outfit that would be able to seduce any straight male within a mile.

"Put this on," Supergirl instructed, handing Nightwing the outfit.

Nightwing hesitated but then complied. He knew he couldn't fight Supergirl, not in his current state. As he dressed, he felt a strange compulsion to obey her every command.

"I will do everything I can to stop and save you," Nightwing said, looking at Supergirl with determination. "And to reverse this transformation."

But Supergirl just laughed. "That's not going to happen," she said, kissing Nightwing again.

As they kissed, Supergirl's eyes glowed purple, and an energy traveled from her eyes to Nightwing's. Nightwing felt his resistance melting away, replaced by a deep obedience to Supergirl.

"Who is your mistress?" Supergirl asked when she broke the kiss.

"You are, Supergirl," Nightwing answered, his voice now soft and submissive.

"And what should you do?"

"Whatever you command, mistress," Nightwing replied, his eyes glazing over.

Supergirl smiled, looking pleased. "Good girl," she said, patting Nightwing on the head. "Now, let's go find the other Justice Leaguers and tempt them with some fun, shall we?"

Nightwing nodded, following Supergirl like a obedient puppy. As they left, Supergirl couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the power she now wielded. She had always known she was powerful, but she had never realized just how much damage she could do with a single kiss.

———————

Meanwhile Power Girl's cock was still buried deep inside Batgirl's pussy as she slammed her hips against the wall, causing the entire room to shake. The other women in the room watched in awe, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum from Power Girl's previous conquests. They had all been claimed by her powerful cock, and now they could only watch as she took Batgirl in front of them.

"Oh fuck, yes! You feel so good, Batgirl," Power Girl moaned, her voice filled with lust and desire. "I'm going to fucking cum inside you."

Batgirl moaned beneath her, her legs wrapped around Power Girl's waist as she took every inch of the powerful Kryptonian's cock. She knew she shouldn't be enjoying this, but she couldn't help herself. Power Girl's cock felt too fucking good.

But then something unexpected happened. Batgirl reached down and picked up a small piece of kryptonite from the floor. Power Girl immediately felt her powers begin to fade, her muscles weakening as the green rock sapped away her strength.

"No!" Power Girl gasped, trying to pull away from Batgirl. But it was too late. Her lust-filled mind had clouded her judgement, leaving her vulnerable to Batgirl's attack.

With a wicked grin, Batgirl pushed Power Girl aside and dragged her outside, signaling for the male Justice League members to move in. But when they arrived, they were shocked to find Supergirl being fucked mercilessly by the other members, wearing a skimpy outfit that left little to the imagination. And even more shocking was Nightwing, now transformed into a woman, eagerly joining in on the orgy.

Batgirl looked devastated, tears streaming down her face as she realized the man she loved was gone. But before she could react, Zatanna appeared and cast a spell that teleported them both to Star Sapphire's sex dungeon.

Power Girl's lust returned with a vengeance as soon as they arrived, pushing Batgirl against a nearby table and plunging her cock deep inside her once again. Batgirl didn't resist, knowing that she wanted this just as much as Power Girl did and just giving up on fighting after the betrayal she has witnessed.

Power Girl fucked Batgirl relentlessly, pounding her pussy with every inch of her thick cock. She didn't care if Batgirl got hurt - all that mattered was satisfying her own insatiable desires.

Star Sapphire watched from the shadows, a cruel smile spreading across her face as she admired Power Girl's performance. When Power Girl finally came, filling Batgirl's pussy with hot, sticky cum, Star Sapphire stepped forward and placed a collar around Batgirl's neck.

"She belongs to us now," Star Sapphire said, her voice dripping with lust. "Leave her for now and come with me where I can teach you how to be a Star Sapphire."

Power Girl reluctantly pulled away, leaving Batgirl empty and leaking cum. As she followed Star Sapphire out of the dungeon, Power Girl couldn't help but feel satisfied and fulfilled. She had claimed another member of the league, adding yet another conquest to her list and a future member to her harem. And no matter where she went or who she fucked, Power Girl’s lust will never be satiated.

But little did she know, Star Sapphire had plans of her own for Batgirl. Plans that would bind her to Power Girl’s harem. And Power Girl will be the Queen of the Star Sapphire Corps with Carol by her side.