It was a cool night as Superwoman flew through the sky feeling the wind on her perfect face. The city was relatively quiet and for good reason. Delta City has been through alot this past year. A Presidential war against superheroines, a major prison break and attack, death of two Superwomen and one resurrected. Not to mention the very public imprisonment of Rebecca Hunt. But things were back to normal or at least as normal as it can be. Rebecca was back at the DCPD and Superwoman is still protecting the city.

Everyday Josephine would think about Joyce. How much she missed her. How she should’ve gotten better faster so Joyce didn’t have to bare the burden of Superwoman. Her murder hit everyone hard, especially Maria Smith aka Omega Girl. Joyce had become a sort of surrogate mother to her. It made Superwoman want to protect her friends more. She didn’t want to lose anyone else.

Meanwhile at the Cirmia family plot at Delta City Memorial Graveyard… 

A man called Voodoo and a woman called Veronika Blackheart have followed a divining spell to the grave of Joyce Cirmia. They both have shovels and begin to dig…

“This is the one. She’s still viable. Her power is unlike any I’ve felt. She has a chosen magic inside her and we will control her once she’s risen.” Blackheart says to Voodoo.

“And her soul? She is to be kept soulless by my voodoo and we will split the profits of her crimes?” Voodoo confirms.

“Yes Voodoo, that’s the deal. We use her captive soul to make her do our bidding. Then we get filthy rich!” Blackheart says.

They spend the whole night digging and finally load Joyce’s coffin onto a truck and drive off just before daybreak. They drive into Blackhearts garage just outside of Delta City. Her house isn’t particularly nice as they open the coffin and pull the decomposing Joyce out. 

Blackheart fills her large old fashioned claw foot tub with water then pours drops of a mystical solution into it. “This was very hard to get. This vile contains the tears of an angel and the blood of a demon. Now we just need to add something of her.” Blackheart says as she pulls a hair from Joyce’s corpse and drops it into the tub. The water suddenly shines a blinding light like the sun was shining through the bottom. Blackheart tells Voodoo to put Joyce in the water now….

Joyce’s corpse sinks into the water and vanishes into the light. Voodoo looks at Blackheart. “Why has she not risen?” he asks. “Give it time.” she replies.

Then the light fades and Joyce is gone as the tub is merely full of water. They look at each other puzzled. Suddenly the water explodes out of the tub and hits the ceiling flooding the bathroom. Voodoo and Blackheart are soaked as they see two hands reaching up from the tub. Joyce grabs the side of the tub gulping air and wide eyed in shock. She lay naked in the wet tub hanging on and looks at Voodoo and Blackheart.

“Who are you? Where am I?” She yells as she feels her chest realizing she hasn’t been stabbed. Her hair wet and slicked back. She climbs out of the tub…

Voodoo and Blackheart are stunned at her amazing body. “She has the body of a Goddess!” Voodoo exclaims. “She is truly a powerful woman. She will do nicely!” Blackheart says. Joyce standing naked before them hear what they’re saying about her. “Whoever you two are I’m not impressed. I’ll be leaving now….” Joyce says as she concentrates to transform into Superwoman. Realizing she isn’t the current owner of the artifacts she calls the artifacts to her.

Blackheart panics. “She’s summoning her power! Stop her Voodoo!” she yells. Voodoo grabs a chloroform bottle and rag fumbling with the cap trying to soak the rag. Blackheart jumps at Joyce trying to take her down. Finally Voodoo manages to get the rag close to Joyce’s face as she uses her hand to keep the rag away…

Meanwhile in Delta City… 

Superwoman has just stopped two thugs from raping a young woman in an alley. One of the thugs is unconscious as Superwoman is holding the other up against the alley wall. “You’re a fool to think you can get away with rape while I’m protecting this city. You and your friend are going to jail.” she says as the thug is terrified at her sheer power. “Please! Superwoman! We’re sorry…please we weren’t thinking…” he screams terrified. The young girl runs away thanking Superwoman for rescuing her.

Suddenly Superwoman feels her artifacts rip away from her body. Her stunned face was noticed by the thug when she suddenly dropped him to the ground unable to lift him. She feels her artifacts flying away and she tries to summon them, but there was a strange force counteracting her. 

Superwoman takes two steps back looking at the thug. The unconscious thug to her right starts to stir. She puts her hands on her waist in her famous power stance. “It’s your lucky night. I’m letting you go. Now leave before I change my mind!” she says confidently.

The thug looks at her with a crooked smile. “I know a bluff when I see it Superwoman. I guess it really is our lucky night!” he says as he moves towards her. Superwoman remains unflinching as his taller frame looks down at her. “Don’t test me, you’ll be sorry.” Superwoman warns.

The man smiles down at her and places his hands on her shoulders. She grabs his wrists and he laughs as she isn’t able to make him stop. He shoves Superwoman hard backwards and she loses her balance falling back. Her fall is broken by her shoulder blades hitting the filthy dumpster. She falls onto her red bottomed pantyhosed ass in a dirty oily puddle. The thugs friend is now up and joins his other rape partner. They glare down at the obviously normal Superwoman. “Time to make Superbitch our next victim!” he says with a sinister smile.

Superwoman tried to get up, but the thug on the right places his filthy sneaker on her shoulder and kicks her back down leaving a sole print on her. Superwoman laying on her right side trying to scramble to her red booted feet. The other thug kicks her in the chin snapping her head back and sending her on her back landing in another scum filled puddle of filth. They notice her chin is bleeding and they instantly get massive erections. Their animal instincts take over as they see their prey is weak.

Superwoman rolls over again trying to get to her feet as she’s splashing in oily puddles. As she’s about to try to stand one of the thugs picks up a metal trash can and smashes it over the top of her head. She slams back down to the ground moaning. Her clean pantyhose and uniform bikini now covered in dirt and wetness. Her beautiful and perfect brunette hair still dry, but the ends are now matted from dipping into puddles. 

The thugs laugh at the powerless Superwoman as they look her amazing body over. This was going to be their hottest score to date. Her sexy pantyhose coated ass shimmering in the moonlight as she moved. One of the thugs grabs a handful of her dark hair and shoves her face into a puddle! Unable to breath she struggles and kicks as her red boots slam against the ground uselessly. The other thug grabs her right foot and roughly pulls her boot off exposing her sexy perfect pantyhosed foot. He holds the struggling foot by the ankle and sticks his face in her wrinkled flexing sole. He smelled her sexy foot and felt the heat and dampness from being in the leather boot. 

The other thug pulls her face out of the puddle to let her get some air. She gulps air as she yells out… “Stop! You’ll be sorry!” she says as the thugs laugh. The thug pulls her other boot off and picks her up holding her arms behind her back. The other thug faces her as he looks at the dirty water dripping from her face. Her mascara now running and her dark eyeshadow fading away from the water. 

Superwoman seems much shorter now without her high heeled boots on. She flexes her right quad and sends her sexy hosed foot kicking at the thug. He easily catches the once unstoppable leg and laughs as he twists her ankle making her scream in pain! The feeling of her pantyhose in his hand was intoxicating. So soft, silky and shimmery her legs were famous for their power and sexiness. Now he was twisting her ankle like a common victim. The helpless Superwoman was now an ordinary victim of two lucky thugs. 

The thug holding her arms hand gags Superwoman to keep her from screaming. The move he uses with all his victims. The other thug sends a flurries of punches into Superwomans core and face. The final blow was a pipe to her unprotected skull knocking her out. 

Now limp and unconscious the thugs enjoy her mouth and feet as they cum all over her face and legs. Now satisfied, but far from finished one of the thugs slips his hand into her waistband under her pantyhose and slides his fingers into the forbidden and untouchable pussy of power. His dreams coming true. He was now finger fucking Superwoman as her unconscious moans betrayed her powerless defiance. “Let’s fuck her now! Let’s cum right inside her! Fuck DNA evidence man, this is once in a lifetime!” he says as they agree to cum inside her. They push the red  fabric of her bottom to the side to see the thin cotton crotch of her pantyhose.

They tear a hole in her crotch as the cotton slides to her right thigh. They stick their fingers in her perfectly tight pussy and feel as she starts to get wet. Her subconscious betraying her… 

Suddenly they hear bottles break as a cat knocks them over. The thugs get spooked and decide not to push their luck. They pick up the unconscious pantyhosed power Goddess and toss her into a pile of black trash bags. They decide to leave her a gift and they decide to urinate on her. The yellow streams of piss covering her legs and face as they watch the unconscious Superwoman soak up their filthy piss. Her hair matted by their urine and cum. Superwoman was defeated and they toss a couple of bags of trash on top of her to hide her in case she was dead. They run away hi fiving each other. “Best fucking night ever!” they congratulate themselves. 

Meanwhile at the house…. 

Voodoo has the chloro rag clamped down over Joyce’s mouth and nose as her struggling begins to grow weaker. Through the window the artifacts smash through as Joyce goes unconscious. The artifacts land on Joyce not attaching as her unconsciousness ceased to summon them. 

Blackheart picks up the artifacts and feels their power. “These are amazing! I’ve never felt such strong magic! They look familiar.” she says putting the artifacts in her pocket. “Quickly Voodoo! We must extract her soul before she wakes. Then she’ll be our slave!” She says. 

Voodoo takes the naked and unconscious Joyce to the bed and ties her spread eagle. He performs a Voodoo ritual as he opens her mouth and her soul is extracted into a glass tube. He corks the tube and smiles. “It is done. We own her soul. She will now have no choice to work with us!” he brags. 

Meanwhile in Delta City… 

Superwoman moans and slowly stirs as she finds herself trapped in a pile of garbage. She stands up to find herself cummed and pissed on. Her sexy body beaten and she was bleeding. Her uniform and hose wet and filthy. Her pantyhose torn open, but she could tell they didn’t fuck her. She senses her artifacts and and calls them… 

Meanwhile at the house… 

Blackheart holds the artifacts in her hands looking at them. “With these magical items she will make us very rich!” she says as she is shocked when the artifacts fly out of her hand and through the roof…

In Delta City… 

The artifacts attach onto Josephine and in a red flash she was instantly clean and perfect again. She flies into the sky and finds the thugs hanging out on a corner with a fresh sense of invincibility. Superwoman lands and knocks their heads together and take them to jail. The police were waiting for them as the girl they intended to rape told them of her Superwoman rescue. The thugs swore they raped Superwoman, but nobody believed them. After seeing Superwoman look so perfect they even doubted themselves. 

For now everything was fine, but what happened to her artifacts? They had never failed her like that before? 

TO BE CONTINUED