Delta City Chronicles

American Dream continued her one woman crusade against immigration and everything else her father had a problem with. Drumph bragged how he sent American Dream in to finish the last of ISIS. She was given the power to legally kill by executive order. Although it was tied up in courts nobody was going to tell the terrifying American Dream she couldn’t do anything she wanted. Then she caused an international incident when she went into North Korea and single handedly destroyed thier entire nuclear weapons program. The world was now terrified of American Dream. The news was flooded with images of her punching through people with her amazing strength. She was unstoppable. 

Meanwhile Josephine worked triple time to get back into Superwoman shape. Her legs were back and her workouts were rigorous. Her sculpted abs and arms were the definition of strength. Sofia would join her as she too wanted revenge for the humiliating defeat she suffered. Sofia knew she was lucky to be alive. 

The news coverage was infuriating as the conservative outlets poured on the hate and fear. They even showed the images of the defeated superheroines and laughed at Latina Heat being “back in her side of the border.” The fact that Latina Heat was Columbian didn’t matter. She was an “other” and that meant she wasn’t worthy of praise, only hate, lies and fear.

People all over the world debated whether the remaining superheroines could beat American Dream. American Dream addressed the issue herself. “I am the total package. Super strength, super speed, invulnerability. Latina Heat was nothing. Night Woman will be nothing. Omega Girl will fall before me and beg for mercy. Nobody can defeat me. That is why we are holding a Drumph rally in Delta City!” She said. 

The Drumph rally was scheduled for 7pm in a massive hangar on the Delta City International Airport grounds. The massive stage was set to kick off Drumph’s campaign to run for another term. A massive screen was set up on the stage as a backdrop for propaganda. Images of the defeated Latina Heat unconscious and strapped to the border wall rotated amongst the various images of his “achievements”. Sickening images of a broken Superwoman defeated by MAGAforce and Joyce laying dead at the steps of city hall rotated on the led screen like a carousel of horrors. Scheduled to appear was American Dream herself. The entire event infuriated every good citizen of Delta City and it seemed as if they were baiting the remaining superheroines to stop them.

Josephine could sense the artifacts, but she wasn’t able to call them. She knew the artifacts were tricked somehow and in order to call them she would need to be close to them. How this was going to happen was the question. Latina Heat, Night Woman and Omega Girl had a plan to beat American Dream by combining thier powers and taking the artifacts. 

LATER AT THE RALLY 

Drumph monologues for hours as American Dream flies around the hangar exciting the crowd. Finally Drumph introduces his agents who have swept Delta City and found several undocumented families. He lined the terrified families up and had the agents tear their children away. The screaming children were being led away to one truck while the parents were being led to another. 

“You see, these are the lazy foreigners we found in this filthy city. Now as punishment they will all be taken to separate holding facilities. This is how we make America great again!” Drumph announces to thunderous applause.

Suddenly the prisoners levitate into the air confused. High above the crowd Omega Girl and Night Woman hover as the prisoners are shadowed away into the Night Cloak. Night Woman’s booming dark echo voice fills the hangar. “Your lies have filled these people with darkness! Now you will know fear!” she warns. The crowd panics and runs out of the hangar leaving it mainly empty.

Drumph smiles and looks at American Dream giving her a nod. She smirks back and flies up to meet the two superheroines. “You beat Latina Heat, but you won’t beat us both!” Omega Girl says confidently. American Dream smirks at the young, inexperienced girl. “Child, this time I won’t fail to snap that pretty little neck of yours.” she said. Omega Girl whispers to Night Woman “Omigod American Dream is Ivanka!”

Night Woman wastes no time and sends shadow tendrils at American Dream. Caught off guard American Dream is spread eagle in mid air. Suddenly Latina Heat flies in. “Okay Latina Heat! Make it too hot to breath!” Night Woman says as a fire swirl takes the oxygen from around Ivanka. “Omega Girl, NOW!” Latina Heat yells as Omega Girl uses her powers to pull the artifacts away from Ivanka. “They won’t budge!” Omega Girl yells as the magic of the artifacts are immune to any telekinesis that isn’t the owners.

Ivanka smiles as she watches the heroines struggling to execute their desperate plan. Suddenly Ivanka pulls her arm out and a tendril breaks loose hitting Latina Heat in mid air. She is thrown across the hangar landing hard on scaffolding.

“Latina Heat, NO!” Omega Girl yells as she then tries to control Ivanka from moving. Omega Girl struggles as Ivanka easily breaks her telekinesis. “She’s too strong! I…I can’t hold her! She yells.

Latina Heat gets back up and flies towards Ivanka. “I’m going to NOVA BLAST her!” she yells out as her nova blast was a complete drain of her powers, her ultimate weapon.

Night Woman struggles to hold Ivanka when Ivanka suddenly grabs a tendril and starts pulling Night Woman towards her. The dark heroine tries to keep away, but Ivanka pulls her hard and Night Woman hurls towards Ivanka. She grabs the clasp of the Night Cloak and tears the powerful cloak away. “Impossible!” Night Woman yells out as she’s now powerless in just her black corseted leotard, black pantyhose and mask. 

Ivanka holds the cloak in her left hand and grabs the now flightless Night Woman’s throat to keep her from falling from the sky. Latina Heat flies towards Ivanka as she sends her powerful Nova Blast at her. “LATINA HEAT DON’T!” Night Woman yells out as American Dream opens the Night Cloak and the entire Nova Blast vanishes into the shadow world. Ivanka then throws the cloak at Latina Heat and she vanishes into it.

Now in the shadow world with exhausted solar reserves Latina Heat is attacked by dark energy and she’s rendered unconscious drifting helplessly in the blackness. Ivanka holds the now smoldering and damaged cloak as Night Woman looks on helplessly and terrified. She drops the cloak and it falls to the ground like a dirty shower towel. Then she chokes Night Woman with one hand. Her black mask and dark eyes wide with terror as her black nylon legs kick wildly. 

“noo…grrrkkk….can’t… ugh… b..breath…” She stammered out. Ivanka laughs as the powerless woman struggles and panics. “This is how it ends for your pathetic little girl power team.” Ivanka says. 

“Let her go!” Omega Girl yells. Ivanka smiles at the young heroine. “Choose your words wisely, child.” Ivanka sneers as she throws throws Night Woman. Omega Girl quickly tries to prevent Night Woman from slamming into the ground managing to slow her down yet still unconscious. American Dream moves towards Omega Girl as she puts up a telekinetic wall to hold her back. Ivanka continued coming closer as her power too much to hold back. American Dream uses a super punch against the telekinetic wall and the force sends Omega Girl careening into the hangar wall then down to the ground. Ivanka lands and walks towards the dazed Omega Girl. American Dream looks down as she walks by the unconscious Night Woman. Casually kicking her over onto her back to see her unconscious face. Ivanka loved how torn and tattered Night Woman’s leotard and hose were now. Small cuts on her arms and face showed just how human and unmagical she truly was. “Just a sad old woman!” Ivanka says as she spits on Night Woman’s face.

Omega Girl dazed starts to stand up. She sees American Dream walking towards her. “Time to finish the job Omega Girl! Let’s snap that pretty neck of yours!” Ivanka yells.

Omega Girl creates another telekinetic barrier trying to keep Ivanka away. American Dream is stopped in her tracks as she smiles at Omega Girl. She begns punching the barrier as Omega Girl struggled to keep it up. Her nose begins to bleed as her abilities are at maximum limit trying to hold off the power of the artifacts. Finally Ivanka is mere feet away from the struggling Omega Girl. 

“Noooo! Stay back!” she yells as her powers are not enough. American Dream super punches the barrier and sends Omega Girl slamming against the wall again. Now helpless and dazed on her knees Omega Girl looks up to see Ivanka slap her as her world goes black. Ivanka keeps Omega Girl on her knees then takes some steel from the stage and molds it onto Omega Girls hands keeping her from moving her fingers. Then she fused the steel to the floor making her arms immobile.

“Wake up, child!” Ivanka yells as she slaps Omega Girl conscious. Omega Girl looks up to see Ivanka has trapped her. Ivanka laughs at the pretty young girl in her white leotard and tights. The blue mask now with some blood on it from her nose. “I want you to see me before I kill you.” Ivanka says. “How do you keep getting powers? It’s ridiculous!” Omega Girl yells. 

Omega Girl struggles uselessly as Ivanka places a hand under her chin and her forehead. “No! Nooooo!” The terrified Omega Girl screams with tears in her eyes.

“IVANKAAAAA!!!!” A voice screams from behind American Dream. She turns around to see Superwoman on the other end of the hangar walking towards her. Ivanka stands up as Omega Girl sees Superwoman in the distance. “YES! You’re screwed now Ivanka!” Omega Girl says. Ivanka punches Omega Girl unconscious.

American Dream moves towards the artifactless Superwoman.

“You have something that belongs to me!” Superwoman says walking confidently closer. The stunning vision in red was a goddess as her nylons sparkled and accented the muscles in her legs. Her tight core popping toned muscles with each step. The men listened as her red heels clicked on the concrete.

“You died! We killed you!” Ivanka screams in disbelief. Superwoman continues walking towards American Dream.

“You’re a pretender! You shouldn’t have this power! I’m taking it back!” Superwoman yells. 

 Quietly three guards show up silently sneaking up behind Superwoman. Ivanka sees this and smiles. “Then come and get it, bitch!” 

The two enemies begin to run towards each other as the amazing superheroine in red moves to her destiny. Suddenly Superwoman feels a stun stick in her lower back and falls to her knees. 

“Nghhhh!” Superwoman screams as three guards surround the stunned heroine on her knees. One of the guards grabs her arms and holds them back while another excitedly starts to pound her core with his fist. Each shot causing Superwoman pain arousing the men as hurting a powerful woman was the sexual pleasure of the deviant. 

“Work her over good, boys!” Ivanka yells as the men move to slapping her red masked face. “Not so fucking super now!” the men yell. The third guard takes his stun stick and drives it into Superwomans chest causing her to convulse as the men hold and beat her. Now nearly unconscious Superwomans head slumps down as her dark hair frames her defeated face. Ivanka walks up to the defeated woman and grabs her chin lifting her head up. 

“Look at you, back from the dead and still can’t beat the Drumph’s. Let’s take off that silly mask and see whose family we need to eliminate. Is this how you planned your great comeback, bitch?” Ivanka mocks as she pulls at the red mask. 

Superwomans dark shadowed eyes open slowly and locks in with Ivankas. “This is exactly how I planned it!” Superwoman says as she calls the now close artifacts to her…

In an instant the artifacts detach from Ivanka. They glow a bright red and the sewn on covers fell away as the traditional red gems shone brightly. As the belt snaps around her waist she feels the strength return and her invulnerability felt amazing, instantly healing the wounds she just received. The choker snapped on and she felt the full power of her strength and flight was just a  thought away. A bright red flash blinded the guards and Ivanka as Superwoman broke free of them all with barely any movement. All four of them flew back as Superwoman stood there in her legendary power stance. Superwoman was back. 

Ivanka ran away behind the stage as Superwoman flew over to Night Woman. Her eyes opened slowly as she was still alive, but injured badly. “I’m okay… Go get her…” she says to Superwoman. She glances over at the trapped Omega Girl. “I’m okay! Just get that witch! She says. 

Superwoman flies onto the stage. Suddenly American Dream walks out. “It’s over Ivanka! American Dream is done!” she says. American Dream removes her mask to reveal she is truly Ivanka. She sneers at Superwoman as she pulls out the Null Ball. “Fuck you! This time you’ll stay dead!” she screams. 

Superwoman staggers back and falls on her perfectly pantyhosed ass. Suddenly weak and helpless she tries to crawl off the stage. Ivanka grabs her red boot and pulls her back from the edge. Superwomans fingers slipping off the edge as she desperately tries to get away from the Null Ball. 

Ivanka stands over the suffering Superwoman and kicks her onto her back. 

“Look at you! Pathetic! Weak! Liberal!” she screams as she stomps on her core with her tacky patriotic boot. Then she placed her boot on the defeated Superwomans neck and begins to choke her. Her hands weakly trying to remove the boot. The guards get up and join Ivanka on stage. “Take off her boots! I want her humiliation to be complete!” she yells. 

The guards lift the limp and weak legs by the calf. Their erections bulging from their pants. Slowly they remove the boots exposing the perfectly arched feet of Superwoman. The legendary feet that could kick through steel are now limp in the hands of evil men. Her nyloned feet warm from the leather boot. They feel and play with her toes and ankles. Rubbing her sexy sweaty foot on their bulging cocks through the pants. 

It didn’t take long to notice the wet spots on their pants. Each of the guards had cum just from holding the legendary feet in their evil hands. Superwoman was defeated as drones broadcast the news live. The world was watching the perfect Superwoman suffer in pain as the Null Ball was held over her. 

“It’s time to kill you Superwoman!” Ivanka yells as she grabs the “Superwoman Killer” sword and raises it over the choking Superwoman. 

Meanwhile back at the Ultramax Prison for the criminally insane… 

Mike White watches the news coverage with Mindy Sender in the wardens office. “Ivanka truly is a magnificent super villain, but she’s using my stolen tech. That’s almost unforgivable.” He says as he enters a command into his tablet. Suddenly a signal is sent throughout the world and every single piece of null tech is shorted out. 

Back at the rally… 

Superwoman feels her powers instantly return. Ivanka brings the sword down and it bounces off her. She throws Ivanka off her and jumps to her now pantyhosed feet. Kicking the guards in the face with the very feet they just controlled. Superwoman grabs Ivanka and slams her against the wall. “You’re finished Ivanka!” Superwoman says confidently. Ivanka smirks… 

“You fool. I won’t go to prison. My daddy will get me out of any trouble. Then I come for you and your sad friends. They will all suffer and die. You know I won’t stop. You know I’ll destroy you. Just like I destroyed your…cousin? sister?…aunt?” She says as she notices the anger in Superwomans eyes. ” Ah, aunt. I killed your aunt. You should have seen how she screamed when I carved into her head. Oh, how she suffered as we drained her blood. The only way to stop me is to kill me Superwoman. You have to kill me…” Ivanka taunts as Superwoman screams in a rage and punches a hole through the concrete wall next to Ivanka’s head. Ivanka smiles at the exasperated look on Superwomans face. Superwoman wasn’t a killer and she knew it. “You will lose Superwoman. You will lose because of your ridiculous morals and values. You will lose because YOU HAVE LIMITS!” Ivanka screams…

“But I don’t, you cunt.” **BANG**

Superwoman is shocked as a bullet rips through Ivanka’s head killing her instantly. Rebecca Hunt is holding the gun. Superwoman steps back dropping the dead Ivanka… 

“Rebecca?…why?” she asks still shocked.

“She was right. She wasn’t going to stop. She’s a murderer….and now…so am I. I told you there’s nothing I won’t do for my family.” Rebecca says as she drops her gun to the floor. Secret Service rush in and converge on Rebecca to arrest her for murder. Superwoman stands in the way ready to protect Rebecca.

“No, don’t. I have to pay the price for this, Jo. Don’t stop them.” Rebecca says as she gets on her knees and places her hands on her head.

Superwoman watches sadly as the government arrests Rebecca Hunt for murder. She frees Omega Girl and Night Woman shadowed away once her cloak healed and rescued Latina Heat from the shadow world.

The world saw that American Dream was Ivanka and she was murdered. While only 40% of the population supported American Dream she was a hero to the Drumph base. The Drumph family was still in power despite the terrible things they did. They seemed untouchable.

LATER THAT NIGHT… 

In an undisclosed location President Drumph sits at his desk. He watches the news coverage of his daughters murder. Then a woman appears to his side. “Now that the world thinks I’ve been killed you’ll get reelected on the sympathy vote alone daddy!” Ivanka says. The president smiles. “The android of you we forced Dimitri Smith to make worked perfectly. Even the blood looked great. A little deportation threat and that Russian caved quick. It’s just too bad we couldn’t get Superwoman to kill it.” he says.

“It’s okay daddy. The detective is her friend and without her she’s weaker. We may have lost the powers of American Dream, but we’re playing the long game here. Now I can work from the shadows. We’ll take her apart one friend at a time.” Ivanka says.

THE END

Epilogue:

Superwoman walks into Ultramax prison and is escorted by Warden Sender to Mike White’s cell. The clear cells have auto shading which blocked every inmates view from the cell on demand. Every cell was blocked except Mike White’s. 

“You have a visitor inmate.” Sender says as she opens the cell. Superwoman walks into the cell to the surprise of Mike.

“Well, if it isn’t the Invincible Superwoman. Here to gloat about putting me away?” Mike asks.

Superwoman crosses her arms. “No, I’m here to ask you a question.” she says.

“I see. Then ask.” he replies.

“I heard you refused to join MAGAforce last year then your null tech simultaneously shut itself down the other night. I don’t suppose you had anything to do with that?” she asks.

Mike smiles. “A strange coincidence and very fortunate for you wasn’t it? Let’s just say I don’t like having my tech hijacked.” He says.

“Maybe you’re not so bad after all, BadGuy.” she replies.

“Superwoman, if I may show you something.” He says as he shows her a gold ring on his finger. “This ring seems harmless. But if you see, I can open the center of it and…”

Suddenly a wave of weakness envelops Superwoman as the center of the ring opens. She falls back against the wall weaker than she had ever been before. “Nghhhh! What? Nooo….” she says sliding down the wall. Her heels scraping and clacking the concrete floor.

“This is called the Null chip. A miniaturized version of those balls and crystals that no longer exist. This is the only one. It is 50 times stronger and drains your powers 200% faster. You wouldn’t stand a chance as you can see right now from your arousing weakness.” BadGuy explains.

Superwoman sexily crawls to the clear glass and taps it weakly. Mindy Sender and Cooper are outside and they open the cell and come inside. 

“…th..the ring…weakening…me…help..” Superwoman begs. Mindy and Cooper look at BadGuy who is holding the ring on Superwoman. They start to laugh as they pick up the weakened heroine and put her on a chair. Mindy places a helmet on Superwoman.

“You see Superwoman. I’ve learned that once upon a time I knew every single thing about you. I learned that I even depowered you and fucked you right in your own bed. I learned that you had to suck my cock to get your powers back. The only problem is….I don’t remember any of it because you wiped my memory with a fucking magic lasso. So I’ve been working on alot during my time here. Besides microsizing my Null tech I’ve developed mind control. I run this prison Superwoman and when you leave here you won’t remember any of this before I showed you the ring, but I will place one command inside you.” BadGuy says.

“When I and only I touch any part of your pantyhose and rub them and say You’re Not So Tough Superwoman, you’ll become weak, as weak as you are right now. You see Superwoman, if anyone is going to destroy you, it will be me. Not some spoiled rich villaness or her idiot father. Our time will come Superwoman. For now enjoy the fact that I saved your life, only so I can humiliate you in the future.” BadGuy says as Mindy turns on the helmet. 

Moments later Superwoman is standing in the cell with BadGuy. Mindy and Cooper are outside the cell. “Well, maybe I’m really not such a bad guy. Prison reform does agree with me.” Mike says. 

“I’m happy you’re getting the therapy you need.” Superwoman says as she turns and waves to Cooper to open the cell. Superwoman leaves remembering nothing of what had just happened. 

Josephine woke up, got her cane and made her way downstairs. Aunt Joyce wasn’t up yet which was unusual, but not unheard of. Probably a late night of crime fighting. The smell of coffee was usually enough to get her out of bed. Josephine filled the french press with hot water and pressed a full pot. Still, no Joyce as Josephine used the downstairs shower to get ready for work so she wouldn’t wake her Aunt. She put on a plaid pencil skirt with tan nylons and black heels topping off her outfit with a simple white t shirt and short jacket. She didn’t have much of a belly despite being 6 months pregnant. It felt good to wear heels again even if she still needed a cane.

“Auntie! Coffees on! I’m leaving!” she yells upstairs to no reply. Josephine went upstairs to see why Joyce wasn’t responding. “I bet she has ear plugs in.” she thinks to herself. She knocks then opens the door and sees her bed hasn’t been slept in. Then she looked out to the driveway and noticed her BMW was still there. “Is she still out patrolling? She wonders.

Suddenly her cell phone rings as Rebecca Hunts picture pops up. “Hey slutty lady.” she says. Rebecca’s usual reply was “Who are you calling lady?” but today she was silent and searching for words. Josephine instantly knew something was wrong. “Rebecca, what’s wrong?” she asks. “I.. I’m sorry… Joyce…they found her…” Rebecca stammered. “Is she okay? I don’t think she came home last night.” Josephine asks. “Jo.. she’s dead.”

Josephine turns on the TV and every channel is plastered with the lead story “SUPERWOMAN FOUND MURDERED” Live coverage at city hall by local and national news outlets. Josephine is stunned, sobbing, sitting alone. Rebecca comes over and she cries harder. “She was my family… my only family.” she said to Rebecca. “I know. I ordered her mask not be removed, but you’re going to need to identify the body. We can keep it quiet.” Together they go to the morgue and Josephine lifts the red mask and positively identifies Joyce. The MAGA carved into her forehead made her sick. She was told her boots were missing when she was found. Then Josephine held her belly as she felt a sharp pain. “Ugh…something’s wrong with the baby.” 

Josephine is rushed to the hospital where they are forced to induce labor to save the baby. Josephine gives birth to a premature girl. The baby is at risk and in the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU). Josephine is admitted into the hospital. “Jo, I’m going to find the fuckers who murdered Joyce. I promise.” Rebecca says. 

Detective Hunt arrives on the scene where blood was reported in the warehouse. Rebecca questions the warehouse manager. “I need a list of everyone working here.” she says. “Okay Detective, but we were shut down yesterday by Homeland Security. None of my guys were here.” he replied. Then one of the CSI’s found the red ankle boots of Superwoman. “This is where she was attacked.” 

“The only reason Superwoman would bleed is if she didn’t have her powers. Nobody could’ve kept her artifacts away from her. Not with her telepathic link. The only way she could’ve been powerless is… Null Ball tech.” she deduced. Then she visited Homeland Security where they told her to get a warrant. While getting the warrant she visited the DCPD evidence lockup and found the Null Ball and one small null crystal missing. She looked up the last officer to log in… Detective Carter. 

Returning to Homeland Security with her expedited warrant she obtains a heavily redacted report. There was a Presidential task force authorized to execute an operation last night at the warehouse. That was all she could find out, but she knew it must be a Drumph power move which means Ivanka was behind it all. 

“Detective Carter called in a personal day today.” The Captain told Rebecca. Rebecca drove to Carters house where she found him loading suitcases into his truck. Carters face turned white when he saw Rebecca pull up. “Where you going Carter?” she asks with her hand on her sidearm. “Just… Uh.. You know… Day trip.” He stammers. “Yeah? A day trip? Well… Was it fucking worth it Carter? How much did Ivanka pay you?” she demanded. Rebecca slammed a folder down on the hood containing police photos of the Superwoman murder scene. “Look at them asshole. Look at what you fucking did to her.” she said. 

Carter broke down. “I didn’t know! I thought she just wanted to study them!” he yells. “Bullshit Carter! That tech was created for one reason, to kill Superwoman! That’s why we were keeping it safe. Superwoman trusted us! And you STOLE them for a fucking payout. You corrupt murdering piece of fucking shit!” she yells. 

“What do you want me to do Rebecca? I can’t go to jail! I’m a cop! They’ll eat me alive! Just let me go, give me a break… PLEASE!” he begs. 

“No Carter. You did the crime now face the time. Cooperate. Be a fucking man for once in your life and help me put Ivanka away. She’s dangerous, maybe the most dangerous super villan we’ve seen. She’s a fucking killer. We need to put her behind bars. HELP ME DO IT! ” Rebecca pleads. 

“Sorry Rebecca. I’m not like you. tell everyone I’m sorry.” He says as he pulls out his gun and blows his brains out. Rebecca stands there dejected. “Fucking pussy.” she says standing over his body. 

That night Rebecca, Maria, Renee and Sofia went to Delta General Hospital to keep Josephine company in her room. Rebecca explained what she had discovered and she believed Ivanka was responsible. But there was not enough evidence to implicate her.

“Ladies, you don’t know much it means to me that I have you all in my life. Earlier today, I told Rebecca that my Auntie Joyce was my only family. But I was wrong. You guys are my family.” Josephine said pouring her heart out. 

“Jo, we feel the same way and honestly there’s nothing I won’t do for my family.” Rebecca responded. 

Suddenly programming was interrupted and President Drumph addressed the country unexpectedly. They watched on the TV in her room. 

“My fellow Americans. We have a problem in America. As you know the terrorist known as Superwoman has been destroyed and although we don’t know who finally brought her to justice we are grateful to them. Now we need a superheroine who is for the people. We don’t need the foreign Latin fire thrower or the cloak wearing shadow psychopath or this little girl who throws people around with her mind. No, we need a true American Champion who isn’t some liberal who’s going to destroy our great country. Luckily and by the grace of God we have a new superheroine. She’s stronger than Superwoman and I have given her absolute authority to take out any other superheroines who get in the way of MAKING AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The time of liberal superheroines is over. I am proud to introduce the greatest superheroine America has ever had. AMERICAN DREAM!” Drumph says with a flourish as the camera pans out. 

Now visible is a blonde masked woman in an American Flag leotard and nude pantyhose with red white and blue boots with gaudy white stars on them. She wore a belt and choker which were wrapped in a gold material with big silver stars on them. On her belt she also had a strange gun and a the sword she nicknamed “The Superwoman Killer”. She was in her power stance smiling. “Libtard superheroines beware! I will crush all of you and laugh at your pathetic liberal tears. I will make America Great Again!” she says to the camera smiking. 

The women are stunned as they shake thier heads in disbelief. “He’s finally lost what’s left of his fool mind.” Renee said. The women all laugh which picked up the morbid mood of the hospital and Josephine. “Guys, I know this American Dream is a complete joke, but I still can’t sense my artifacts. I need to get better and get back in the mask.”Joephine says. “We’ve got your back Jo, don’t worry. When you’re ready we’ll finish off Drumph and Ivanka.” They reassured. 

The next day American Dream flew to the Mexican border and used her incredible strength to build most of the proposed border wall herself. News crews captured the act of strength and she picked up massive steel girders and punched them into the ground. Cameras also caught her patrolling the border and physically tossing women and children into Mexico even if they asked for amnesty. Earlier that day American Dream was spotted in New York diffusing racial tension. A man was physically assaulting a Muslim store owner telling them to “go back home to you terrorist.” When American Dream arrived she intervened and told the Muslim store owner to stop harassing this American. She then picked up a car and threw it into the store. 

Latina Heat flew to the border to confront American Dream. Flying along the border she found American Dream and the two super women squared off. The Mexican side cheered as thier champion had come to teach the American bully a lesson. “American Dream! You must allow these migrants to make thier case for asylum! It is the law!” Latina Heat said as her fans cheered. 

“These people are lazy and they’re trying to steal American jobs! Maybe you should be on that side with them you filthy immigrant whore!” American Dream said. 

“So they’re lazy, but they want jobs? You contradict your own words!” Latina Heat says as she aims a heat blast at the wall and melts a portion of it. American Dream loses her temper and attacks Latina Heat with a flying punch. Latina Heat being the skilled flyer she is easily dodges the blow. 

“Don’t make me burn you American Dream! You will not survive my Solar Blast!” Latina Heat says as her hands turn firey red. 

“Bring it on wet back!” she says as she flies towards Latina Heat. She fires her Solar Blast at American Dream and it has no effect as she continues to come. Latina Heat can’t believe it. “Nothing can withstand the heat of my solar blast!” she says. American Dream laughs as she punches Latina Heat making her crash into the wall and land on the dirty ground. Latina Heat has never been hit so hard in her life. “Time to put you back with your people!” American Dream says. Latina Heat starts to stand up when American Dream puts Latina Heat in a sleeper hold to make her pss out. Struggling to escape Latina Heat fires herself up until she’s a flaming fireball. American Dream still holds on laughing at the Latin woman’s attempts. 

American Dream flies above the wall to show the people of Mexico how thier champion is losing. Finally, the sexy Latina Heat passes out and she’s extinguished. American Dream humiliates the defeated Latina by  bending steel and strapping Latina Heat high on the Mexican side of the wall. 

Latina Heat was unconscious for two hours as the migrants were unable to help her. Humiliated, she was able to melt the steel and free herself. 

The news covered the battle and images of the humiliated Latina beauty were everywhere. American Dream was for real and she just scored her first victory against a powerful superheroine.

TO BE CONTINUED 

Joyce held the baby shower at her house. Josephine’s friends from work and her life were in attendance. Rebecca, Renee, Sofia, Maria all came. The fact that the baby would be a girl was a given. Cirmia’s were only capable of giving birth to girls. Not that it was public knowledge that her family is the chosen bloodline protectors of an ancient magical power.

Six months pregnant and Josephine was now able to walk with the assistance of a cane. She laughed when she found out she needed a cane joking that she should get a black hood too and call herself The BadGirl. Despite her joking nature Josephine still had zero connection to the artifacts. The artifacts wouldn’t even consider Josephine a viable Superwoman until she could walk again, but now that she was 6 months pregnant it would be at least 3 months before she could even attempt to call the artifacts. But she knew Joyce was an excellent Superwoman and her time filling in would last only a little bit longer. 

Meanwhile back at DCPD’S Evidence lockup…

Detective Carter signs into the lockup with the officer behind the cage. “Checking out some cold case evidence. Pretty slow in Delta City these days. Might as well find justice for the dearly departed, right?” He says to the officer. “Yeah, go get em Carter. How’s your kid doing getting into that fancy college?” the cage officer asks. “Well, she got in, hoping the financing comes through really soon.” Carter says. “Good luck Carter, kids ain’t cheap.” he says. “Yeah, don’t we know it, ha ha.” Carter quips. 

Carter walks over to the BadGuy evidence locker and takes the Null Ball slipping it into his coat pocket. He leaves quickly and proceeds to his service car and drives to a back alley. Slowly walking down the alley he whispers. “Hello?” A shadowy slim female figure emerges from a doorway. “You have the tech?” she asks. “You have the cash?” He replies. They exchange cases. “You only need this to study it, right? You’re not going to actually use it?” He inquires. “Don’t grow a conscience now, detective. You just took a huge bribe. Enjoy the money.” she replies as she walks off.

The next day President Drumph tells the country of a major terrorist threat. Multiple nuclear suitcases have been smuggled into the country. All were intercepted except for one. Nobody knows where the last one is, but it is most likely close to a heavily populated city. Local authorities are being encouraged to use any underground contacts to locate the weapon.

Word on the streets of Delta City was that a shady shipment was coming through the docks. Nothing concrete, but one of Superwoman’s new street informants was positive a deal was going down. “Ya, that’s right Superwoman. I think it’s the bomb they all talkin’ ’bout. Deal goin’ down in the big warehouse at midnight by the docks tonight! I overheard 2 men talkin’ in like a middle east accent.” he says. “It’s almost midnight now!” Superwoman says. “I have to get over there immediately. Tyrone, thank you for your help. Will you please call the DCPD and let them know to meet me at the docks?” She asks. “You bet Superwoman! Always happy to help you!” Tyrone says pulling out his phone. “Thank you, now if you’ll excuse me I have a city to save!” Joyce says as she rockets into the cool Delta City night. Tyrone pushes speed dial on his phone, suddenly his accent goes from street rat to secret agent. “Target has been baited. Heading to you now.” He says.

Superwoman flies over the warehouse and notices several cars with men mulling about. Inside the warehouse she sees two men, one with a briefcase talking to another man next to a blacked out car. “This is it! I’m actually going to secure the final bomb! This Superwoman thing is so easy!” Joyce says to herself as she flies into the warehouse. She lands on the concrete floor as the heels of her ankle boots “clack” on the ground. The guards turn around and see the sexy masked woman in red strike her famous power pose. “A little late to be selling Girl Scout cookies isn’t it boys?” she says. “How about I just buy that whole case from you and you go home early?” The cocky and gorgeous pantyhose clad Goddess quips.

The two guards closest to her lunge at the modelesque Superwoman. She easily takes care of them by delivering a kick to one and a backhand to the other. She continues walking towards the two men with the case, her heels clicking on the floor, her dark hair waving and bouncing with each step she takes. “I hope they’re Thin Mints, those are my favorite.” she says as the other man pulls his gun and opens fire. The bullets bounce off Superwoman and she rolls her eyes almost bored. “That’s no way to earn a merit badge.” she says as she walks up to the man and crushes his gun with her hand.

Finally she is face to face with the man holding the case. She looks at him as he clutches the case against his chest. Superwoman holds out her hand motioning to give her the case. The man looks terrified as thier plot to blow up Delta City has been foiled by the amazing Superwoman. “Please Superwoman! I’m sorry! I don’t want to go to jail! Here, I’m cooperating! Take the bomb! Please I’m sorry!” The man begs.

“It’s a little late for that. The police are on the way to arrest all of you.” she says confidently. Superwoman looks at the case and rests it on her left arm and starts to open it with her right. “click, click” echoes through the warehouse as the clasps on the case pop open. Superwoman confidently opens the case and the men watch as she drops the case and staggers back a few steps until finally falling onto her perfect nylon glazed ass. The Null Ball rolls out of the case as the now weak and completely powerless Superwoman tries to pathetically crawl away. The man picks up the Null Ball and walks it over to the helpless Goddess holding it over her like a sadistic boy over an anthill with a magnifying glass. “Noooo… Ughhh… Please..” she begs as the man gets on his radio. “Target is down and secure. Mission Accomplished.” he says. The man watches as Superwomans sexy shimmering ass heaves and throws with each pathetic attempt to crawl away. The confident superheroine who just easily took out 3 men was now moaning in pain and sniveling in her sudden unexpected weakness. 

Superwoman watches as the two guards she just beat up come to and walk over to her. Then behind her she hears two doors open in the blacked out car. She hears two distinct footsteps. One is a click clack of women’s high heels and the other is the dull thud of a heavy man with imaginary bone spurs. The two guards each grab Superwoman by an arm and lift her up enough to let her feet drag on the ground. Her head slung down with her dark bouncy full bodied hair draped over her red masked face. Her mascaraed lashes and shadowed eyes half closed as her weakness made her physically ill. The guard on her left uses his right hand and grabs a handful of her hair and forces her look straight.

Superwomans heart begins to race in panic as she sees President Drumph and his daughter Ivanka smiling at her defeated form. “So here she is. New Superwoman. Well, not that new because I mean look at her. She’s got some miles on her. Not exactly a spring chicken.” Drumph says mockingly to the sexy mature victim. He then puts on a pair of brass knuckles and the two guards hold her up a bit higher.

“You know, Stupidwoman you really embarrassed me at the statue dedication. You beat up my MAGAforce then you destroyed that beautiful statue. You did the one thing that’s very dangerous…you gave the world hope. Now imagine how crushed everyone will be when thier hero is found dead?” Drumph says.”What? Nothing to say now Superwoman? You had all those funny Girl Scout jokes a few short minutes ago. Now you’re just going to stand there and moan?” he mocks.

“Y…y..you’re..p..p..p.pathetic.” Superwoman weakly moans out. Drumph smiles. He can tell she’s trying to seem noble, but he knows she’s not as mentally strong as the last Superwoman. “I’m p…p..p..pathetic? Is that what you said? I’m the most powerful man in the world and you’re now the weakest woman in the world so who’s really the P…p…p…pathetic one in this situation?”

Superwoman opens her mouth to mumble a reply, but Drumph lands his brass knuckles punch right into her sexy abs.” Oooooof… Ugh…. *sob*… Ughhh..” she cries. Drumph’s tiny mushroom dick gets so hard hearing her moan and sob he continues slamming his tiny brass knuckled fist into her belly, ribs and chest. Drumph gets tired as he’s now sweating from his lack of fitness and he says. “Okay, I’m taking a breather.” As he’s huffing and gasping for air. 

Ivanka takes the Null Ball and puts it in Superwomans face. “Ugh.. Noooo.” she moans. “We know everything about your little magic gems. We know if a man cums inside you, you lose the powers. We know the gems go to the next capable woman in your bloodline. We know everything except who you are behind that little red cowardly mask.”

Superwoman looks weakly and submissively at Ivanka. “h..how?” she asks meekly. Ivanka smiles at her defeated, submissive foe. “BadGuy’s research”. She brags as she reaches for the red mask. Joyce tries to pull away, but it’s hopeless. Everything was lost and now even her identity would be lost. Then Drumph stands up. “No Ivanka, wait. Leave the mask on. I want to fuck her with the mask on. It’s hotter that way.” he says.

Superwomans heart sank as she weakly struggled. She was going to be raped by Drumph. They throw her into the blacked out car with the Null Ball and Drumph climbs on top of her. She struggles weakly and he loves it. Her silky pantyhose covered legs and ass were amazing as he pulls off her ankle boots and admires her small and sexy hosed feet. “If you think the cops are coming they’re not Stupidwoman, Ivanka set you up perfectly.” he said as he pulled down his pants revealing his tiny mushroom sized penis. He punches Superwoman in her red masked face several times until her nose breaks and blood is oozing from her cuts. Joyce begins to sob as he inserts his puny dink inside her superior womanhood. He looks at her face as he fucks her. Her face is expressionless as she feels nothing. But she’s weak and her heavily mascared lashes and shadowed lids look amazing behind that red mask with blood dripping down her nose. Drumph began punching her again to make her moan in pain. Each moan she made was ecstasy to him. Finally Drumph came inside his victim. Joyce began to cry as she now knew she has lost the power. The only way to get her power back was to blow Drumph and make him cum.

Drumph stepped out of the car and tossed her boots out the door. They landed under a pallet in the warehouse. “Okay I’m done. Let’s get home so I can watch Fox and Friends. Gotta keep up on current events.” he said zipping his pants. Ivanka reached into the car and sneered at the former Superwoman. She rips the belt and choker from Joyce’s broken body. “You have no use for these anymore honey.” she says as she injects the still masked Joyce in the neck with a sedative. Ivanka takes the Null Ball and the artifacts together making sure to keep them inactive.

“Okay daddy, here’s the big test. If she was the last Superwoman then when I put away the Null Ball these artifacts will stay right here. If there’s another Superwoman out there these artifacts will fly away and we’ll track them with the drone we have hovering.” Ivanka puts the Null Ball away and the artifacts gems  light up red. They hold thier breath then celebrate as they realize they have truly beaten Superwoman FOREVER. “Okay, let’s get Normal Woman to the lab we have to finish phase 3 of this plan.” Ivanka says as they get into the car with the unconscious former Superwoman and drive away.

Back at the lab… 

Joyce wakes up still masked and pantyhosed. She is strapped down to a medical table with multiple IVs sticking out of her. Her nylon covered feet are strapped separately at the ankles. She feels absolutely terrible as if she was going to die. She sees a glass collector with blood dripping into it. 

“Oh good, you’re actually awake. I wasn’t sure if you’d just die right there from all the blood we’ve drained from you.” Ivanka says in her lab coat and glasses.

“Why…?” Joyce asks weakly as her complexion is pale white now and her face looks drawn and tired from the blood loss.

“Because I want your powers. If I can synthesize your blood signature into a concentrate I’m betting I can trick your little trinkets into letting me use them.” Ivanka explains. Ah, and the next trial is ready.” Ivanka says as she takes the sample and loads it into an injector gun. She takes off her lab coat and puts the artifacts on. Joyce looks on helplessly as Ivanka injects herself….

“Ahhhhh! Oh my God! I feel amazing! I feel so powerful!” Ivanka says as she floats off the ground. “I can fly!” she screams. Then she grabs a scalpel and runs it down her arm as the scalpel snaps. “I’m invulnerable! I AM SUPERWOMAN! DADDY COME QUICK I AM SUPERWOMAN!!!” She yells out gleefully.

Joyce looks on in horror as her failure is now complete. Not only was she tricked, but she was also raped and force cummed into losing her gift. Now she let the Drumph’s become abusing imposters of her family’s sacred legacy.

“No! This isn’t happening! This can’t be happening!” Joyce cries out.

Drumph walks into the lab and Ivanka hovers over Joyce. “Oh, it’s happening cunt. YOU FUCKING LOSE!” she screams in her face. Then Ivanka takes another scalpel and while hovering over Joyce begins to carve into her forehead just above her mask. Joyce screams in agony as Ivanka takes her time carving away. Then Ivanka grabs a mirror and holds it up to Joyce. She sees the word “MAGA” carved into her forehead. Joyce screams in horror as tears pour from her eyes behind the red mask. 

Drumph walks over with a sword and shows it to Joyce. “You know this sword? It’s the one that killed the last Superwoman. Still has Nightmare Venom on it. If you look close you can see there’s her dried blood still on it. You know what we call this sword? We call it THE SUPERWOMAN KILLER!” Drumph says as he plunges the sword into Joyce’s heart. Joyce looks shocked as the sword enters her then her body goes limp as the heart monitor flatlines.

One hour later as the sun rose over Delta City a gruesome site was discovered on the steps of city hall. The dead body of Superwoman with MAGA carved into her head and a spray painted message on the steps “KEEP AMERICA GREAT!”

That morning President Drumph announces that the last nuclear case has been located and America is safe again thanks to him. 

TO BE CONTINUED 

Joyce was quickly embraced by Delta City as the new Superwoman and had amazing success stopping crime. Not a single criminal had even come close to making her break a sweat and she quickly earned the reputation of a true superheroine. 

Meanwhile… 

The alarm went off at 8am as Josephine swiped snooze on her cell phone. Rebecca was coming over to get Josephine for thier weekend trip to Boston all courtesy of Renee aka Night Woman. It had been 2 months since Josephine came back from the dead and still couldn’t move her legs. She had no connection to the artifacts anymore as they were now fully in control by Joyce. Besides, a paralyzed Superwoman wouldn’t do much good against a crime wave bent on destroying her. 

Rebecca burst into the room with Josephines wheelchair. “You’re still asleep? There’s a limo outside waiting to take us to the private jet!” Rebecca yelled out as she slapped Josephines exposed butt cheek from her lace blue panties. 

“I’m packed already just throw me in the shower. The plane can’t leave without us anyway.” She said. Josephine wasn’t exactly thrilled to be going. A mild depression had set in as her physical therapy was taking much longer than expected. This mild depression was exactly the reason Rebecca and Renee planned this long weekend for thier friend Josephine. 

In the shower Josephine sits on her plastic stool with the water raining down on her shoulders. “Hey Rebecca!” she yells out over the shower. “Yeah?” she yells back through the door. 

“Remember that time I flew up to that airplane that lost its engines and I landed it on my back and saved like 147 lives?” she asks. 

“Yeah, that was awesome!” Rebecca replies. 

“Cool, I can’t reach the shampoo now.” Josephine says. Rebecca walks in and grabs the shampoo. “Your tits look great.” she says while handing Josephine the bottle. “Thanks.” 

A few minutes later Joyce had woken up from her overnight patrols as Superwoman. “Quiet night?” Josephine asks her aunt. “Pretty much, except a few thugs set up a mugging and when I stopped it the victim tried to chloroform me.” she replied. “Oh auntie, you have to be careful of chloroform and God forbid anyone gets a null ball or null crystal.” Josephine said. Rebecca chimes in “All the null crystals and null balls are safely secured in evidence at the police station, no need to worry.” she reassures. “See Jo? I’ll be fine while you’re healing. These criminals are truly pathetic. Now get on that plane and tell Renee I said hi.” 

The limo took them to the airport where they boarded a private charter jet. They were impressed that Renee spared no expense for her friends. She was after all quite wealthy from her clubs in Boston. “Jesus Rebecca, how much money is she spending on us?” Josephine asked. “Probably alot, we each have a private suite at the Mandarin Oriental.” 

“This is too much Rebecca.” “Look, she’s insanely rich and she loves you. We just want you to have fun this weekend. Plus you know there’s going to be a TON of hot guys at her club. You’ll definitely get some dick this weekend.” Rebecca quips as the two laugh. 

Upon landing another limo stands by in the private hangar with Renee waiting for them in large sunglasses and a wide brim hat to keep the uv rays away. “There’s my girls! Hugs right now!” she says while greeting her friends. Renee Stellato was a far cry from the dark and brooding Night Woman during the day in civilian clothes. On the contrary, she was a very popular and successful club owner who knew all the social elite from around the world.

The weekend was filled with shopping, sight seeing and over the top spa experiences, but Sunday night was the big blowout at Renee’s high end and ironically named Risky Whiskey night club.

They got themselves ready for the night. Josephine wore a short red dress with a short leather jacket and sexy black high heels with nylons. She figured if she’s stuck in a wheelchair she’ll at least look amazing. Rebecca wore a sexy short black dress with heels. She wore a garter holster up her thigh to keep her concealed carry weapon. She never went anywhere without a sidearm. The two sexy women looked absolutely stunning. 

Rebecca and Josephine arrive and are seated in a reserved private VIP room. A slew of paparazzi are across the street as the club was a hot spot for celebrity attention. Especially since Beyoncé and Jay Z were performing in town that evening. Josephine and Rebecca were photographed intensely upon arriving while paparazzi kept yelling for them to pose. The first celebrities to be seen were Sofia Vergara and her husband Joe. Nobody knew she was there because she was secretly Latina Heat and meeting her super friends to celebrate Superwoman not being dead. Even Maria Smith aka Omega Girl was invited. Night Woman was nice enough to shadow her from Omega City to Boston as the 19 year old needed to be in school the next day. She was even given a red wrist band so she wouldn’t be served alcohol. 

Maria was so honored to be included and her youthful exuberance was almost comical. Selfie after selfie with all her new friends as she live streamed alot of her night from her phone. Taking a selfie with Sofia Vergara was cool enough, but when Sofia took a selfie with her and tagged her in her own account Marias follower count skyrocketed. 

Josephine forced Rebecca to hit the dance floor because she felt like Rebecca felt t guilty dancing while she was confined to a wheelchair. “Oh my gawd Becca get out there and grab yourself some dick!” she laughed. Josephine found herself by herself at the VIP table for a few songs when a handsome young man approached her. He was the lead singer of the band who was the warm up act early in the night. 

“Hi, I’m Paul. How ya doin’?” he asked. “Great Paul, hey I loved your music earlier. I’m Josephine by the way.” after some small talk Paul asks Josephine to dance. She points to her legs and her wheelchair. “My sister’s in a wheelchair and I dance with her all the time. Trust me, you’ll enjoy this.” he says. Josephine was intrigued by his kindness and overall demeanor. She could tell he was a good person. 

Paul wheeled her out to the dance floor and faced her while he held her hands and managed to look natural dancing with a girl in a wheelchair. They talked for the next hour at the table, laughing and drinking. Rebecca looked over and smiled seeing Josephine finally not looking like she was hiding her depression. She was finally having fun, mission accomplished. 

Later in the evening Beyoncé and Jay Z entered the club and headed right for Renee’s VIP room with her “super friends”. Beyonce obviously knew Sofia and she also knew Rebecca from her high profile cases. She even recognized Josephine from the BadGuy trial. Maria aka Omega Girl absolutely lost her mind. “Oh my God! Beyonce is here! I am literally GOING TO DIE!” she says into her phone live streaming the event. After an impromptu performance by Beyoncé Maria posted a selfie with her and Beyoncé captioned “Just hanging with Queen B! Best NIGHT EVERRRRR!!” 

As the night drew to a close Josephine asked Paul if he’d like to walk her to the hotel a few blocks away. He agreed and the two headed out. Rebecca said she’d go with her, but Josephine said she’d be fine. Then Rebecca turned to Paul “If you try anything she doesn’t want I will shoot your fucking dick off.” Paul chuckled at first then quickly realized Rebecca was serious and he felt his butt hole clench up. “Of course not, I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Renee assured Rebecca that Paul was a good guy. She hired him and his band on occasion and she vouched for him. Rebecca seemed reassured her friend was in good hands. 

They left out the back entrance to avoid the insane crush of cameras and people out front. Paul wheeled Josephine through a back alley to get back onto the main street when two thuggish men appeared in front of them. 

“Hey Paul, where ya going with the fucking cripple? You got Big Tony’s money?” the main thug asks. 

“I’m working on it. Here, I have what I made tonight.” Paul says as he hands over his pay for the evening.

The thug counts the cash and glares at Paul. “This don’t come close to covering the first installment. Big Tony told me to teach you a lesson if you don’t pay.”

“Guys I’ll have the rest soon, I just need to work a few more gigs.” Paul explains, but his answer didn’t change thier minds. The two thugs begin to beat Paul as he quickly goes down to the ground covering up from the kicks he was receiving. Josephine starts yelling…

“STOP IT! LEAVE HIM ALONE! HELP!” she yells as the main thug motions to his partner. “Shut that fucking cripple up!”

Josephine is slapped across the face and her chair is overturned sending her crashing onto the ground. She looks forward to see Paul on the ground. The main thug tells Paul “See that sexy cripple you was gonna fuck? Well, we’re fucking her tonight right in this alley. Now get the fuck out of here and have Tony’s money by next week or we fuck your crippled sister next!” Paul picks himself up and Josephine watches as he runs away.

The thugs turn thier attention to the sexy Josephine as they flip her onto her back. One of them kneels over her head and pins her arms down with his knees while hand gagging her to keep her from screaming. The other thug laughs as she struggles. He reaches down and picks up her limp nyloned leg and removed her black  shoe. The feeling of the pantyhosed small foot was amazing. The silky shiny nylon glistening under the moonlight mad him hard as a rock. Something about her put his sex drive on overtime. He admires her feet and realizes this woman is perfect. “Hey slut, why don’t you try to kick me in the balls.” he mocks as he placed her foot in his crotch. “Aww, poor little cripple girl can’t fight or run away.” The other thug by her head unzips his pants and pulls out his filthy cock. “I’m gonna shove my cock in your pretty red lips and if you bite down I’ll fucking kill you!” He threatens as he dangles his hairy testicles over her face. The other thug pulls out his small cock and kneels down then runs his hand down her thigh and grabs her sex through her pantyhose. “Can you feel that whore?” he asks as he starts to pull and tear at her pantyhose. He starts to rub his cock on her nylon glazed leg and felt like he would cum before getting into her. She was the hottest woman he had ever been this close to. Josephine kept her mouth shut as the top thug kept ramming his hard cock into her gorgeous face. The other thug finally manages to rip a hole in her pantyhose and he throws her limp nyloned legs over his shoulders and prepares to penetrate his sexy victim. Josephines mind raced as her eyes grew wide in horror. The sexy smokey look mascara around her eyes made the whites of her expressive eyes seem wider. She started to have flashbacks of her brutal rape that led to her death as Superwoman. Through all this her legs never responded. Not even adrenalin was going to make her legs move.

Before all of this these thugs would be groveling on the ground of she was still Superwoman. It took 4 Supervillans with the support of an entire corrupt government to take her down. But now she was easily taken out by two low life street thugs. This only made her realize how far she had fallen.

The thug was ready to penetrate her sex and she couldn’t stop it. Suddenly she hears the sound of metal on skull and the thug drops off her unconscious. She looks up and sees Paul holding a pipe. The thug on her head looks up and receives a face full of pipe from Paul. The two thugs lay unconscious.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yeah… Wow you totally came back. That was so brave.” She says.

“Well, your friend Rebecca told me she’d shoot my dick off if you weren’t safe so I was kind of screwed either way.” He laughs nervously while righting her wheelchair and helping her into it. He grabs her shoes and puts them on her lap.

“But seriously, sorry it took so long. I was looking for a weapon, those guys are way stronger than me.” He says as they go off down the alley onto the main street.

“So you owe this Big Tony money for what? Gambling? Drugs?” Josephine asks.

“No, for my sister’s surgery. She has a tumor on her spine that needs removing but it’s dangerous. She’s paralyzed because of it. Anyway since Drumph became president we couldn’t afford the insurance premiums so I took out a high interest loan with Big Tony.” He explains.

“I’m sorry Paul, that’s a shitty situation.”

Upon entering the hotel the staff immediately asked if they could help the obviously hurt couple. Josephine refused and they went up to her luxurious suite. Paul helped her into bed and decided he should probably get going since they just almost got beaten and raped.

“Paul, I’m leaving tomorrow morning. Maybe you should stay and keep me company tonight.” She said while reaching out for his hand. Pulling him on top of her they began kissing.

The next morning Rebecca Hunt wakes up as a man’s arm drapes over her shoulder. Her face hilariously disgusted that this man hadn’t gone home yet. She throws his arm off and gets up to shower. The man sees the sexy blonde he slept with last night in her panties. 

“Hey sexy, wanna get some breakfa…”

“No.” Rebecca replies cutting him off.

“What do you wanna do today sexy?” He asks as she starts the shower.

“I want you to get your shit and leave, buh bye.” She says stepping in the shower. 

15 minutes later Rebecca is showered and dressed in jeans and a t shirt. The man is now naked in her bed smiling at her. 

“Come on babe, we made a beautiful connection last night.” he says. 

“We fucked, that’s it. Now you can put your clothes on now and leave OR you can leave naked and pick up your fucking clothes off the street.” Rebecca says while slapping a magazine into her Glock 17 and conceal holstered it in the small of her back. Then she straps her backup S&W Shield 9mm in her concealed ankle holster. 

“Guns don’t scare me babe, you’re gonna have to wrestle me out of here… you know you want to babe.” He says. 

“Wow, you’re fucking dumb.” Rebecca says as she walks over to him. 

“Yeah baby! One more round of sweet sexy love!” He says gleefully. His gleefulness was soon tempered with screams of pain as Rebecca grabs his thumb and arm bars him out into the hallway naked and screaming. Then she tosses his clothes out the window. 

Rebecca walks out of her room and sees the naked man down the hall waiting for the elevator covering his genitals. She walks next door to Josephines suite and the door opens before she can knock. Paul was just leaving. 

“Hi Paul, do I need to shoot your dick off?” she asks. 

“Nope, no shooting of my dick is necessary today… this time.. I mean.. ever.” he replies with a nervous smile. Then Paul spots the naked man near the elevator. “BRO! CAN I BORROW YOUR JACKET?” Naked man yells to Paul. Paul looks back at Rebecca as she laughs her way into the room. Paul turns around and takes the stairs. 

Josephine is already dressed and sitting at the table drinking coffee from what’s left of her room service order.

“What? You already ate?” Rebecca says pouring herself a cup of coffee and taking a strip of bacon.

“Well spill it Jo…you get some dick from that guy?”

Josephines smile said it all and she told Rebecca everything including the attempted rape by the thugs. Rebecca was pissed off about not being there for her and Josephine had to calm her down explaining she can’t be everywhere. But they both agreed that Big Tony needed to be dealt with. 

That evening Big Tony was visited by Night Woman. Normally Night Woman wouldn’t bother with a low level boss like Big Tony which terrified him more. Not only was Paul’s debt forgiven by Big Tony, he also gave Paul 200k as an apology for the way he was treated and to pay for his sister’s hospital bills.

Then Fat Tony ratted out his goons and Night Woman shadowed over to them with Rebecca Hunt in tow. Besides the goons getting piped in the head by Paul, Rebecca introduced them both to her special brand of intimidation.

Two weeks later… 

Josephine is at physical therapy and for the first time she’s able to move her big toe. The brightest smile shone across her face. Baby steps, but progress was finally happening.

The next morning she felt nauseous and Joyce suggested Josephine take a pregnancy test. It was positive. 

Meanwhile in Washington… 

Ivanka has finally gained access to a ton of Mike White’s federally confiscated research on Superwoman. President Drumph gave her clearance against the CIA’s wishes. She discovers her suspicions about the belt and choker were correct. Even more interesting was her discovery of Mike White’s magic Null Ball technology. The files reported all the Null tech was being held at DCPD’s evidence lock up. Ivanka smiled wickedly. “I’ve got that bitch now.”

TO BE CONTINUED

2003

Ten year old Madge listens from her room as her drunk alcoholic father beats her mother. “You’re a fucking whore Sarah! All you do is fuck every guy who looks at you at the bar! Pouring drinks for guys who just want to fuck you and you spread those legs real easy because you’re a fucking pig!” Frank was an asshole and his drinking had gotten worse since he lost his job making Sarah the sole provider as a bartender. His fragile ego couldn’t handle his wife making more money than him. 

Sarah took the beatings to keep her daughter Madge from his wrath. Madge knew to keep clear of her father especially when he’s drinking. But tonight was different. Tonight Sarah received the news she had ovarian cancer. 

“You think I can afford your pussy cancer now? Your pussy is rotting because of all the dicks you put in there!” Frank screams as he punched his wife in the stomach. Madge was always afraid of dad and now she was afraid because mom is sick. She heard her mother scream in a panic as Frank grabbed a kitchen knife. 

“I’m just gonna cut that pussy cancer out! Get over here you whore!” He yells. Sarah runs into Madges room and grabs her daughter by the arm. “We gotta go baby! Come on hurry! Run sweetie run!” she tells Madge. She runs to the front door as she sees her father behind them holding a large knife. They run down four flights of stairs in the apartment building. Nobody cared about the noise and screaming. It was a common occurrence in Delta City’s Bowery district. 

Sarah and Madge made it to the street and Frank was still behind them. Sarah needed to hide, but there was nowhere Frank couldn’t find them. As she turns the corner she sees a man resembling a carnival barker advertising a free magic show. 

“Come one come all and see Marvo The Magnificent dazzle you with his illusions! Free magic show!” He yells as he sees Sarah and Madge. “Welcome! Free magic show for the girl, ma’am?” He asks. Sarah knows Frank is just around the corner looking for them. She can hear him yelling out “SARAH! I’LL FIND YOU!” 

Sarah nods vigorously in agreement to the man and he opens the door welcoming them in with a smile. Sarah runs in quickly with her child. As the door closes it magically disappears and the theater front becomes a brick wall covered in graffiti. Frank runs around the corner and sees the barker who now looks like a homeless man. “Hey bum, you see a slut with her kid run by here?” He asks. “Spare change mister?” he replies holding his hand out. Frank runs down the street looking for his wife and kid. 

Sarah had no idea that run down old theater was so gorgeous on the inside. There weren’t many people in the theater either. An usher led Sarah and Madge to the front row at the stage. “Enjoy the show folks!” he said. Then a young lady brought them popcorn and refreshments. Sarah thanked the lady, but explained they didn’t have money. “It’s complimentary ma’am, enjoy the show!” she replies with a smile. 

The lights of the theater dimmed as a spotlight lit center stage. A dramatic thundering boom and smoke appeared then suddenly Marvo The Magnificent was standing center stage. He was a distinguished older man appearing to be in his late 50s. He wore a distinguished tuxedo with a top hat and a well groomed mustache. 

“Ladies and gentlemen welcome to an evening with Marvo The Magnificent! Tonight you will witness the mysterious world of arcane magic! Where the impossible becomes possible!” Marvo performed his illusions that night and Madge was completely in awe. His show also involved intentional mistakes which made the audience laugh. Marvo wasn’t above making fun of himself. Madge looked over at her mom who was laughing and smiling. For a couple of hours the horrible monster at home wasn’t on their minds. Madge hadn’t seen her smile in a long time. She felt safe as her mom put her arm around her and kissed her cheek. 

When the show was over Madge asked her mom if they could meet Marvo. Just as she said that an usher asked if they would like to see Marvo. They were taken backstage where Marvo was sitting in his dressing room. “Master Marvo, we have a little fan who wanted to meet you.” the usher said. Marvo turned around in his chair with a friendly smile. He stood up and bowed to Madge. “It is my honor to meet you my dear sweet child. What is your name?” he asked. 

Madge smiled brightly as she looked at this powerful wizard who seemingly only wants to make people feel good. “Hi, my name is Madge.” she replies. “What a beautiful name! Do you like magic, Madge?” Marvo asks. Madge nods. “I want to learn magic!” she says. Marvo laughs warmly. “The first step to impressing a crowd is having a mysterious name. Your magical name should be hmmm.. Majick.” He says smiling. He pulls out a necklace with a coin attached to it. “This is the coin of Marvo! Every illusionist worth his salt has his own coin. I gift you this with your first words of magic… Nosburu Guardis.” Hold this coin close to your heart and repeat the incantation, it will guard you.” he says as he puts the necklace on Madge. “Thank you Mister Marvo.” Madge says. 

Sarah smiles at Marvo. “It was a wonderful show thank you so much Mister Marvo.” she says. Marvo looks at Sarah and sees the bruising around her eye she tries to hide with make up. Marvo hands her a black business card with a red magical sigil on one side and “Marvo The Magnificent” on the other. “If you need assistance please don’t hesitate to summon me.” he says as Sarah looks at the card with no contact information on it. She laughs and looks at him warmly putting the card in her pocket. “Thank you.” she says as they leave and head back home. 

Sarah and Madge slowly open the door to their apartment. Frank had passed out on the couch. It would be okay now. He wasn’t violent after he woke up. He’d be too hung over to do much. They fell asleep together on Madge’s tiny bed. Madge loved when her mom would put her arm around her as they slept. She always felt comforted and loved by her. 

The peace of the morning was suddenly shattered as Frank kicked open the bedroom door yelling at Sarah. “You fucked a magician last night you whore?” he screams holding the Marvo The Magnificent business card. “Did he make his cock disappear into your rotting cunt?” he screams as he pulls out the kitchen knife. Sarah puts Madge behind her trying to protect her. She shook her head indicating no as her voice trembled in fear. “W…we.. Just saw a show..thats it.” she says terrified. “Now you’re spending money we don’t have on shows? You worthless fucking cunt!” He yells as he backhands Sarah making her nose bleed. He winds up again getting ready to strike his wife when Madge jumps up and gets between them. “Madge No! Get behind me baby!” Sarah says. 

“No mom! He shouldn’t hit you, he shouldn’t make you afraid all the time!” she defiantly says. 

Frank looks at Madge angrily. “YOU need to learn your place ya little shit!” he says as he pulls his fist back to beat his child. 

Madge puts her hand on her heart pushing the Marvo coin against her skin with her other hand pushing her dad away and repeats the incantation. 

“Nosburu Guardis! Nosburu Guardis! Nosburu Guardis!” 

Sarah with tears in her eyes screaming “Madge get behind me!” as the child fearlessly faces the monster. Frank is going to kill Madge. 

The front door of the apartment bursts open as a uniformed police officer announces “DCPD drop the knife motherfucker!” the cop yells. 

Frank looks over to see a gorgeous blonde rookie cop with a gun on him. He laughs. “Fucking woman cop needs a gun to be tough!” He says. 

The rookie cop puts her gun in the holster. “Let’s go asshole!” she says as Frank charges her with his knife. She disarms him quickly and has him in cuffs in seconds. In the front doorway a bloated police veteran is huffing and puffing from running up the stairs. “Patrolman Hunt! You always ALWAYS wait for backup!” he scolds. 

Young rookie Rebecca Hunt looks up at her superior officer. “They’d be dead if I waited for you.” she says looking at Madge. “You okay, kid?” Rebecca asks. Madge and Sarah nod. “You got guts, kid.” Rebecca says to Madge. 

Madge looks at her mom. “The magic worked mom!” she says. Sarah hugs Madge. “Sweetheart, thank God you’re okay.” she says. “I love you, mom.” Madge says. The black business card mysteriously vanished after the ordeal was over. 

Within a year the cancer takes Sarah and Madge is alone. She is taken into the foster care system living with uncaring family after uncaring family. She continues studying magic and searches for Marvo The Magnificent with no luck. She takes the name Majick and works at the local arcane magic shop. She’s considered a “freak” and goes full goth in her teen years. She survives by hustling magic and develops her own incantations. She gets the reputation of a “bad girl” magical mistress and hangs out with unsavory people. 

When she’s 20 a handsome wealthy man walks into her store with a question and an offer. “Majick, what do you think of Superwoman?” he asks. “She says she saves people, but she never saved me or my mom. I think she’s full of shit.” Majick replies. The man smiles. “I need your knowledge of magic to help me create a way to take Superwomans powers from her. I have resources and toys that you’d love to play with. You in?” he asks. “Yeah, I’m in.” she replies. “What do I call you?” she asks. 

The man smiles “BadGuy”

TO BE CONTINUED… 

Rebecca Hunt stood tall and brave as Atomic Fist brought his fist down. Suddenly an inch away from her face Atomic Fist was suspended in midair unable to move. Atomic Fist was baffled as Rebecca Hunt looked directly in his face. “I’m definitely a crazy bitch, but I’m not stupid.” she says as she pistol whips Atomic Fist knocking him out. Then he is tossed into the side of a truck unconscious with tremendous force. The remaining villains froze as a beautiful figure appeared rising up behind Rebecca just below the hill…

A young girl in a white velvet and sheer leotard with flowing dark hair waving around. White pantyhose with the seams going up the back of her legs. Blue ballet flats and a blue mask. She had the symbol for “omega” on her chest and a very short shoulder blade length blue cape flowing behind her.

The villains charged again as Rebecca Hunt ran directly at them all. Just as they were about to attack Rebecca they were all lifted into the air. The mysterious girl in white controlling them like she was conducting an orchestra. Her fingers and hands moving and waving around as the villains were smashed into each other helplessly unable to move. 

Rebecca Hunt runs by the villains. “Meet Omega Girl assholes!” she yells as she runs to her best friend, Josephine.

She sees the hopelessly broken body of Josephine with a sword running through her. She was dying and it was obvious. Rebecca takes her hand as Josephine cries seeing her friend. “I failed Rebecca. I failed everyone. I’m sorry.” Josephine says. Rebecca realizes her best friend is about to die. “No…. Jo…this can’t be real.” Rebecca says as she gets on her police radio ordering a medical chopper. Her request denied as the entire police force is dealing with the criminals running around the city. 

Meanwhile in the Situation Room…

“Who the fuck is Omega Girl, Ivanka? She’s beating the shit out of MAGAforce!” Drumph says. “I don’t know daddy. I didn’t know she existed! But she is a master of telekinesis. Look at her hands and arms. The way she moves them. She needs her body to control her powers.” Ivanka says. Drumph orders MAGAforce to break Omega Girls arms, but they respond with screams as Omega Girl has complete control over them. “I’ll handle this myself daddy.” Ivanka says as she puts on Night Woman’s cloak. “I’ll be right back.” she says as she vanishes into the shadow world. A moment later she is behind Omega Girl and quickly wraps her with the shadow tentacles of the cloak. Drumph looks on with pride. “That’s my Ivanka! Smart and sexy!” 

Omega Girl is surprised as she’s suddenly unable to move. The pain of the tentacles crushing her young sexy body, her legs are squeezed so tight that it caused her to point her toes and her blue ballerina flats fall off exposing her small feet as the seam on the back of her nylons is now visible on the soles of her tiny sexy feet.

“ugh…c…cant breathe!” Omega girl says as the villains are all released from their suspension. “Now kill the detective!” Ivanka orders the remaining MAGAforce. 

“Omega Girl huh? Well, you look like a teenager. Too bad you’ll never grow up to be a real woman!” Ivanka says.

“Night Woman? I..ugh..I thought you were good…” Omega Girl says. Then Ivanka tosses back her hood revealing her face and turning Omega Girl around so she can see. “I’m not Night Woman, she’ll be dead within minutes. You can call me Night Terror!”

“Ugh…you look like Ivanka Drumph so I guess that’s an appropriate name.” Omega Girl says. Night Terror smiles. “You won’t be so cocky after I snap your pretty little neck, child.”

Rebecca Hunt looks up to see MAGAforce coming towards her and Omega Girl wrapped up by the Night Cloak. “Shit. Okay…we die together Jo. But in a fucking blaze of glory! COME ON ASSHOLES!” Rebecca yells out as she cocks her weapon.

Night Terror is trying to make the cloak snap Omega Girls neck. The tentacles wrapped around Omega Girls head are resisting the command to murder for no reason. “I order you to snap this little girls neck you fucking cloak! Obey me!” Ivanka yells. Suddenly the cloak vanishes and Ivanka falls to the ground. Omega Girl now free looks down and uses her powers to hold Ivanka then as Rebecca is about to get crushed by Overkill she suspends the rest of MAGAforce and slams them all into a concrete wall unconscious.

Back in the situation room Drumph is screaming at his Generals. Melania calmly walks out of the room and heads to a security room where she finds a high voltage stun gun. Alone, she places the gun on her neck and fires. Destroying the nano injectors keeping her placid. Finally after all these years she’s no longer the controlled puppet of Donald Drumph. She places her right fist in her left hand almost in a prayer and a bright white light flashes and she is transformed into the long forgotten superheroine Princess Light.

Wearing a short white skirt with tan nylons and a white corset with gold accents. A white mask and a golden tiara cover her face as her white boots with gold accents covers her feet. “Now, I must seek redemption from the old gods.” she says as she produces a shield of light and flies through a window in the White House smashing it. She heads to Delta City.

Meanwhile at Drumph Tower in New York… 

Sofia and Renee are huddling as the poison gas is taking its toll on the captured superheroines. “I’m sorry Renee, this is my fault for getting captured and making you look for me.” Sofia says. “No, Sofia. It’s okay. I love you.” she says. “Iove you too.” Sofia says back. Suddenly Night Woman’s cloak appears on Renee as she instantly knows why the cloak left Ivanka. The cloak will not take a life needlessly. Night Woman shadows herself and Latina Heat out of the prison just in time.

Traveling throughout the shadow world Night Woman tosses Latina Heat through a void. “This is your stop Latina Heat! Meet me in Delta City when you’re charged up!” she says as Sofia Vergara is tossed onto a sunny beach somewhere south of the equator.

Night Woman suddenly appears in front of Ivanka. “You failed Ivanka. We’re not dead.” She says as Ivanka laughs looking at Superwoman dying. “Wrong Night Woman, we won. Superwomans death was our goal.” she says. Omega Girl then makes a dirty rag fly into Ivankas mouth to shut her up.

Above them Night Woman sees Latina Heat flying towards downtown Delta City to help the police. Rebecca yells over to Night Woman. “Help the police! There’s still alot of criminals running around.” Night Woman goes over to the dying Superwoman and kisses her as tears roll down her face. “Protect the city.” Superwoman says to Night Woman.

Latina Heat begins rounding up criminals herding them with fire towards the waiting police lines. Several criminals see an abandoned fire truck and aim the water cannon at the unsuspecting Latina. “Time to cool her off!” the random criminal says firing the cannon. Suddenly out of nowhere Princess Light appears and uses her light shield to protect Latina Heat. Latina Heat then melts the water cannon.

“Thank you!” Latina Heat says to the mysterious woman. “You’re welcome Latina Heat. If you create two fire walls over there I can catch any straggling criminals.” The two superheroines work together to recapture the escaped convicts.

“Hey! I love your outfit! What is your name?” Latina Heat asks. “They once called me Princess Light.” she says. Latina Heat loves her sexy new friend. “Finally, someone else with a sexy foreign accent!” The two new friends laugh. 

Night Woman travels through the shadows capturing convicts and dropping them into police custody. The three superheroines quickly have all the convicts rounded up. Parts of the city are still on fire and much of it is destroyed.

The police thank the heroines, grateful for the huge assist. The convicts are all zip tied as police resources are spread thin. The Ultramax prison being shut down by presidential order is making housing these criminals difficult. At least for now the emergency is over.

Latina Heat turns to Princess Light. “Oh you have to meet my friend Superwoman! She will love you!” Princess Lights face changes from happy to concerned. She had forgotten what she saw in the situation room. Suddenly Latina Heat notices a red streak in the sky heading towards Josephines childhood home, her aunts house. “Oh no!” Latina Heat says as she flies into the air opposite direction of the artifacts. “What was that?” Princess Light asks as she follows Latina Heat into the sky.

Aunt Joyce sits in her house watching news coverage of the city in peril and scattered reports of Superwoman fighting MAGAforce. Then she hears a window break and the ancient artifacts land on her lap. Her eyes begin to tear up. “Oh God, not again.”

Latina Heat and Princess Light land to see Night Woman, Rebecca Hunt and Omega Girl cryng while standing around the dead body of the defeated Superwoman. “No! Noooo!” Latina Heat cries. The women hug and console one another. “She was like, totally my idol, she’s why I put this costume on.” Omega Girl admits. Rebecca Hunt turns to Night Woman. “You can bring her back like you brought me back.” she says.

“The shadow world requires a life for a life Rebecca.” Night Woman says.

“Take mine, take my life so she can live.” Rebecca volunteers.

“Your life is already borrowed. The shadow world will not accept it. Besides Josephine wouldn’t want you die for her. That goes for all of you. Superwoman would not want any of you to die for her. Even though I know you would.” Night Woman explains.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA! That bitch is finally dead! We won! Awww, did your best friend die? She got what she deserved! You all look so fucking pathetic!” Ivanka mocks from her bondage.

Rebecca runs to beat the shit out of Ivanka, but Princess Light beat her to it. Princess Light slaps Ivanka across the face. “Shut your mouth you spoiled bitch!” she yells. Ivanka looks at Princess Light… 

“Whoever you are, whatever your powers, it won’t be enough. My daddy is the president and he makes the rules. Everything we’ve done is legal because my daddy says it is. We’re not going to jail. You pathetic bitches can’t stop my daddy. You’re all fucking criminal vigilantes and we’re going to hunt you all down and kill you just like Superbitch.” Ivanka mocks. 

Princess Light stares at Ivanka. “No Ivanka, you will go to prison. You and your evil father will go to prison. This will happen because I will make sure. I will tell everyone of your evil deeds and they will listen. They will listen because…” Princess Light pulls off her mask. “I am his wife.” 

Shocked gasps from the superheroines. 

“You cannot control me anymore. I have destroyed your cursed nano injectors. My mind belongs to me again. I will be the governments witness! This will be the redemption I seek.” Melania says. 

Suddenly a military convoy ordered by the president pulls up to pick up Ivanka and MAGAforce. Omega Girl releases the villains and they’re loaded into the trucks. Ivanka pulls out her cell phone preparing to make a call. She stares coldly at Melania. Melania stares back with a cocky grin.

“I guess you won step mommy. Without those nano injectors you get to be a superheroine again with your new friends. Did you know about the safeguard though? Ivanka asks as she taps her cell phone.

Melania clutches her chest and falls to her knees. Ivanka smiles at the suffering Melania. “We put a capsule of Nightmare snake venom next to your heart long ago in case you ever turned on us. I just set if off. You’ll be dead soon. Guess you won’t be getting your precious redemption after all. Enjoy your new friends step mom.” she taunts as she gets into her armored convoy and drives away. 

Melania can feel her heart stopping. She falls onto her back. The heroines surround her and Melania reaches for Night Woman. “My death…cannot be for nothing. Use my death to save Superwoman. It is my redemption… Please.” The last words of Princess Light. 

1 month later… 

Joyce sits in meditation communing with the artifacts. She hasn’t used them since Josephine became Superwoman. But today she is talking with her dead sister and visiting all the other Superwomen who have passed. She is encouraged that Josephine isn’t in the meditation. It’s a sign that she’s still healing in the shadow world thanks to Night Woman and Melanias selfless act.

Although Joyce has never actually been Superwoman she has practiced with the artifacts for years. Through her many conversations with her sister and past Superwomen she knows the many hidden powers the artifacts contains. Many powers that haven’t been accessed for hundreds of years. 

Joyce then decides to relive the last battle of Josephine as the artifacts recorded it. She watches as Atomic Fist face fucks her niece. She watches as Power Sync rapes her helpless niece. She watches as they all shower their cum on her. Satisfying their primitive urges to dominate a powerful woman. She listens to the cruelty of their words. Finally she watches as they hold the sword and Power Sync energizes them and Atomic Fist driving it into her causing her slow death. Coming out of her meditation Joyce has tears streaming down her face. Then the doorbell rings. 

Rebecca Hunt visits to check up on her. Joyce hasn’t seen much of Rebecca lately because the city has been flooded with crime. Without Superwoman the criminal element became emboldened. All federal funds have been cut from the city and the prison still remains closed.

“Joyce, I know it’s not your thing, but ever think about putting on the artifacts and helping out? It would really boost people’s spirits. ” Rebecca asks. 

“The city doesn’t need need a woman in her 50s flying around. I’d rather not embarrass myself.” Joyce replies. 

“Um, Joyce just so you know you’re smoking hot. It’s like your whole family hit the genetic lottery. I mean, Jesus look at you.” Rebecca says with a mutual laugh. 

 “Thanks Rebecca. I’m doing fine. Hopefully Night Woman brings Josephine back from the shadow world soon then we won’t have to worry about me becoming Superwoman.” she replies. 

Rebecca didn’t have much time as she needed to be at Delta Central Park to join the police in a dedication to a new Superwoman statue right next to the one of Josephines mother. An anonymous benefactor donated the statue and they were going to unveil it today. Joyce decided to watch on TV. It would be too hard to watch in person. 

Later… 

Joyce watches the TV as the news is a buzz about the Superwoman statue. The city needed a boost and a reminder of Superwoman would definitely help to lift spirits. There seemed to be a private security force guarding the stage and the DCPD were off to the side not doikg much of anything. Suddenly a shot of the stage with a curtain was set up and a band started to play. To everyones surprise and disgust they started playing the presidential march. Walking out of the curtain is President Donald Drumph flanked by his deadly MAGAforce. Joyce is instantly disgusted as is every decent citizen of Delta City. The President speaks… 

“One month ago a man abuser was finally brought to justice. She called herself Superwoman. I wanted to show you all some classified video to show you all just what my MAGAforce was up against.” then a highly edited video of drone and helmet cam footage was shown. It made Superwoman look like the aggressor as MAGAforce was only trying to help the city. The final insult was the crying Superwoman saying” M…make America great again.”

“As you can see Superwoman was very aggressive and nasty. Despite every attempt at peace all she wanted to do was abuse these fine men. But we defeated her. Only I could’ve defeated Superwoman. Alot have tried like that jailbird BadGuy. I knew him, he was a great businessman, but he’s a loser when it comes to defeating Superwoman. I mean he’s sad…just sad. Low energy losin BadGuy. But hey he tried. Not everyone can be like Drumph, am I right. Yeah I’m right. But let’s get back to this.”

“So to honor my MAGAforce I have had this statue commissioned. I used the Federal funds that have been withheld from Delta City. Crime is very bad here very bad…the worst and it’s because the police here are very corrupt and bad. They do a very bad job at crime control. So I’m also keeping MAGAforce HERE in Delta City. They will basically lead the police department so maybe they can actually do their jobs. Wouldn’t that be a nice change? I think so. Who knows? Anyway I’d like to now show you all this amazing statue. This is for you Delta City…”

Joyce sits at home angry that MAGAforce and the president is there. Not to mention it was clear the DCPD was invited just so Drumph could humiliate them on TV. The memories she witnessed of the brutal raping of Josephine was in her head. As the cloth came off the statue Delta City collectively gasped at the offensive sight…

The staue was a massive bronze and concrete structure of Superwoman laying on her back with a sword through her chest dying and reaching up for mercy to huge statues of MAGAforce surrounding her. Towering above them all was a massive statue of Donald Drumph looking down over all of them and pointing at the defeated Superwoman. On the bottom was an inscription that said “In memory of the heroic Fear Man murdered by the villainous Superwoman.” Not only was it inaccurate, but it was also a lie. It was a massive slap in the face to every decent citizen of Delta City, especially Superwomans family. 

“NO!” Joyce yelled out from her home. Suddenly the powerful artifacts fly onto Joyce and a red flash transforms her into Superwoman! Her costume was slightly different. Joyce has pantyhose with a seam down the back all the way up her ass and disappearing into her red high cut briefs. The pantyhose crotch was a reinforced box seam that was only visible if you looked from the ground up. Her red boots were much shorter and only came up to her ankles. More calve was visible than ever before. Her incredible midsection visible with red sports bra. Her dark hair flowing as her smokey mascara eyes filled the eye holes of her sexy red mask. Her amazing muscle tone and perfect skin was something most women could only dream of. Looking amazing simply ran in her family. The woman in her 50s looked outstanding and was easily in better shape than all women half her age. She looked down at herself for a moment to make sure her look was perfect. This was the first time she created a Superwoman look for herself. Although all Superwomen shared many similarities each one had their own style. Joyce’s style was classy yet powerful. Delta City now had a very elegant and mature version of Superwoman. Joyce flew out of the window and towards the statue dedication at lightning speed with focus in her eyes. 

Landing hard on the stage in a sexy crouch with her right leg and arm out and left hand on the ground her head faced down with her sexy dark hair covering it. She snaps her head up which allows her hair to flip back and out of her face. She quickly stood up with her left foot slightly forward and her waist slightly turned making her look sexy and refined. The reporters couldn’t believe her beauty. Her hands were in a fist. Her face very serious and eyes focused on Drumph and MAGAforce. The news cameras rolled as the city go to see their new Superwoman for the first time. The crowd went wild at the sight of her, but the criminals in the audience didn’t seem so pleased. The crowd still wasn’t sure if she was actually a new Superwoman. She points at Drumph as MAGAforce steps forward to protect him.

“This statue is an insult to everyone in Delta City. You, Mr. President are an insult to everyone in America. Restore the city’s funding, reopen the prison and take away this disgusting statue.” She says to thunderous applause.

Drumph wastes no time on his podium filled with microphones “Okay folks, here we go. Another Superwoman wannabe trying to abuse men. This is sad, it really is. Okay MAGAforce take this imposter out.

Chlorokill reaches out and shoots his attached mask at her. Superwoman grabs the mask before it hits her. She pulls Chlorokill in and punches him out instantly.

Atomic Fist winds up with his fist crackling with atomic energy. “Time to flatten your tits, cunt!” he yells in a booming voice as he lunges his devastating arm at her. Superwoman stares coldly at him, unflinching as the fist approaches. She stands firm and digs in her red ankle boots as she meets his massive right fist with her own tiny left fist. The two fists connect as a shock wave washes over the crowd. Atomic Fist is blown back screaming as he holds his now mangled arm. “She broke my fucking arm! I can’t Atomic Fist anymore!” Superwoman stands in the same spot she landed in. Already two of MAGAforce have been defeated.

Overkill yells over at her. “Let’s go bitch!” he says in his advanced power armor. Superwoman readies for his attack. The same look of focus and determination as when she just faced Atomic Fist. She was ready for this disgusting man. She already knew how she would defeat him and rip his armor off in humiliation. Suddenly she feels a power drain and instantly drops to one knee.” Ugh!” she moans. Overkill laughs as he was merely a distraction for Power Sync to drain her. “It’s the same power as the Superwoman we just killed!” he yells. “Okay Power Sync fill up then charge me! We’ll crush this little cunts skull then fuck it hard!” Overkill screams to the horror of the crowd and TV audience.

Joyce was feeling so weak and began to think how hopeless it is to fight these powerful men. She began to think maybe it was time for the line of Superwomen to end. Then she replayed the horrible death of her sister in her mind. Then she replayed the horrible raping of Josephine. Hopelessness was quickly replaced with anger as she looked up and saw the insulting statue of her niece dying and begging for mercy. Then she looked over to see Drumph smiling and boasting from his podium. “Another loser woman who thought she could stand up to men! So sad!” 

Joyce knows the artifacts better than any Superwoman in history. She has the potential to be the most powerful Superwoman of all. She crossed her wrists in front of her and created a shield of red energy. The Power drain was stopped as Power Sync looked perplexed. “I can’t drain her anymore! She’s stopping it!” he yells out. Joyce felt her powers regenerating quickly and she stood up with her wrists crossed holding off the power drain. She looks coldly at Power Sync. “You want my energy? Have it!” Joyce yells as she pushes her wrists out and drops her arms by her sides. The red energy shield lashes forwards at high velocity and crashes into Power Sync knocking him over. Power Sync on his back looks at his hands now steaming with expended stored energy. “My powers! They’re gone! I can’t Power Sync anymore!” he screams terrified. 

Overkill looks at Joyce. “You fucking cunt! I’m gonna kill you like a slut should die!” he screams. All Joyce could see was the memory of Overkill mouth fucking Josephine and saying “Here’s your me too movement cunt!” Overkill jumps into the air in his advanced power armor, bullets raining down on Joyce from his shoulder mounted cannons as she stands unphased as they bounce off her. He produces a sword that is capable of slicing titanium like butter and drops it down on Joyce’s shoulder. The sword glances off Joyce and he begins to hack away at the standing superheroine, the whole time shooting her. He finally stops as he runs out of ammo and exhausts himself. 

“You cunt! You think you’re gonna defeat powerful men like me so easily?” Overkill asks at the top of his voice. Joyce looks coldly at Overkill. “Yes, this is MY me too movement, asshole.” Joyce says before punching a hole through his chest armor and ripping it off his body. Suddenly his armor powers down and he’s unable to move the limbs. Joyce picks him up and throws him into a pile with Atomic Fist, Power Sync and Chlorokill. The deadly MAGAforce has been humiliatingly defeated on national TV. The crowd cheers as any criminals in the crowd start to slink away knowing a new superheroine was in Delta City.

Donald Drumph yells out behind the podium to the DCPD. “Officers, arrest this vigilante criminal! She just assaulted those men! You all saw it! She’s a female bully criminal!” he orders. 

The Commissioner of the DCPD walks up behind Joyce with his Captains and a few of his stand out cops including Rebecca Hunt. “Sorry Mr. President I guess we’re just not that good at crime control. Maybe you should reopen the prison and give us back our funding.” he says to him. 

Drumph leaves humiliated but not before declaring that he hereby revokes the pardons of MAGAforce. The DCPD arrests the criminals. 

Superwoman turns to leave and is inundated by the press shouting questions at her. Finally she answers the one question they all keep asking:

“WHAT DO WE CALL YOU?” 

Joyce turns to the throngs of cameras and produces a stunning smile. 

“I’m Superwoman.”

THE END. 

POST ENDING #1

Rebecca Hunt knocks on Joyce’s front door excitedly. Joyce opens the door with a smile. “She’s back!” Joyce says to Rebecca. Then Josephine enters the den in a wheelchair. The two friends hug. Josephine explains that because the sword severed her spine even the shadow world couldn’t guarantee she would ever walk again. It would take time and even then nobody knows. She may never be Superwoman again. 

POST ENDING #2

Humiliated Donald Drumph throws a tantrum in the Oval Office. Ivanka enters with a presentation. She shows Donald 3 pictures. The 80’s/90’s Superwoman, Superwoman Josephine and finally the new older Superwoman. She explains how each Superwoman wears different clothing, makeup and hair styles. But the one thing that never changes is that belt and choker. “I believe those are the keys to Superwomans powers. We take those from her and we take her powers.”  

In a dark room Night Woman wakes up in her new prison. She pounds on the clear powerglass demanding to be let out. Then she hears a voice in the cell… 

“It’s no use chika. This cell is designed to hold people with powers and we don’t have powers.”

“Sofia? Is that you?” she asks. 

 “Of course it’s me. Now they have you too. I was hoping you would shadow me out of here.” 

“I’m not shadowing anywhere anymore. Ivanka got my cloak angry with me.”

“Ah, si. Ivanka es la putana”. Sofia insults. 

“What do they want with us Sofia?” 

“They say they’re going to gas us to death and make Superwoman watch.”

“We need to get out of here. We need to warn Superwoman” Renee says. 

Meanwhile back in Delta City… 

The Super villans are being released from Ultramax prison. Superwoman is hovering above the prison watching as the newly pardoned villans board a government black suv convoy. She watches as they drive to the airport and board Air Force One to Washington to meet with the president. 

LATER… 

A press conference is scheduled in the Rose Garden. President Drumph begins to ramble on while the super villans flank him wearing red Maga hats…

“Today is a great day for justice. These men have paid their debt to society and they’re pretty good guys, really. They’re rehababilitateded…rebehilated… they’re better. These guys are all very smart…like me. They’re very stable and very smart and very strong. So I’ve decided to create a new branch of the military. I call it The MAGAFORCE and they’re going to battle any super-powered threats to America. Now there’s alot of super powered people flying around as you all know. There’s the one who sets everything on fire, the one who sneaks into your room at night. Then there’s the most dangerous one…Superwoman. She flies around in her pantyhose beating up innocent men and everyone thinks she’s some me too movement icon. Well, she’s basically a criminal vigilante and I’ll be sending The MAGAFORCE into Delta City to protect all the men from the injustice this so called Superwoman deals out. Make no mistake there is a war on men and my administration won’t stand by and watch women take over America. Thank you, no questions.”

As Drumph begins to walk away the press looks up to see Superwoman hovering above.” Superwoman! Superwoman! What do you think of The presidents views on your actions?” The press screams questions. Drumph looks up and sees Superwoman.

“Here she is folks, she thinks she can just show up anywhere and do whatever she wants. So now she’s here to threaten The President of the United States! Plenty of cameras here and MAGAforce is here. Lots of innocent people here. She’s probably going to hurt some men!” Drumph yells out.

“I’m just here to make sure these criminals you released don’t hurt anyone.” Superwoman yells out.

MAGAforce quickly surrounds The President to protect him. Superwoman rolls her eyes and flies off.

Inside the White House… 

Drumph sits behind his desk and signs an executive order immediately cutting all funding for Delta City Ultramax prison as well as all federal funding for the DCPD. He orders all prison employees to vacate the prison and leave the prisoners unattended. Any officer who refuses to leave will be fired. Soon after that an army of criminals floods out of the prison and heads directly for downtown Delta City.

Rebecca Hunt and the DCPD make their stand on 6th street. Superwoman flies in and prepares to zip tie the mob of criminals with the police. Suddenly an air force cargo plane flying above releases The MAGAforce supervillans parachuting onto the other side of Delta City near the power plant. A massive power drain blows out electricity as an explosion at the plant fills the dusk sky.

“I have to deal with the Supervillans Rebecca, you’re on your own until I finish them off.” Superwoman says.

“Be careful Superwoman, those guys were chosen for a reason.” Rebecca warned.

“Don’t worry, they can’t beat me.” The overconfident superheroine says before flying off. 

THE WHITE HOUSE… 

Drumph and Ivanka watch in the situatiom room. Each supervillan is wearing a camera and communication ear pieces. They are being ordered by Ivanka. “That definitely got Superwomans attention. When she shows up kill her.” she orders. Watching on the multiple screens from the villans point of view and satellite drones.

Superwoman lands in front of MAGAforce. Instantly Atomic Fist runs towards Superwoman.” Time to die bitch!” he yells while his fist crackles with energy he just stole from the power plant. Superwoman pivots out of the way, grabs his powerful fist and forces his fist into the ground causing an earthquake. Atomic Fist becomes stuck in the ground unable to free his fist. “Nice try Fist, looks like you blew your load early.” Superwoman quips.

Overkill steps up in his mechanical power suit. “Made some upgrades thanks to federal funding.” He says while multiple mini missles emerge from his suit. “Heat seekers you bitch!” Overkill yells. Superwoman flies like a blur with the missles following behind her. She makes a quick turn and heads towards Overkill. In a flash she lands behind Overkill and pushes him into his own missles. The massive explosion damages major parts of his power armor as he lays helplessly on the ground moaning. “Two men blowing their loads early. You boys have been in prison too long.” Superwoman laughs.

Fear Man steps forward. “You will know fear Superwoman! He says as he aims his fear gas wrist thrower at her. Superwoman holds her breathe and lightly slaps Fear Man sending him unconscious in the dirt.

ChloroKill smiles at Superwoman. “Time to sleep Superbitch!” he yells while aiming his open palm at her. A surgical gas mask shoots forward and covers Superwomans nose and mouth. The connected tube pumps the hyper potent chloroform into Superwoman. Her eyes open wide in shock as she tries hopelessly to remove the mask. ChloroKill laughs “Gotchya now!” he says while Superwoman drops to her pantyhosed knees. Her eyes close as her body goes limp. ChloroKill has a visible erection as he eyes his prey. The sexy Superwoman is finally helpless and her amazing body will be his at last. He retracts his chloro mask and traces his fingers along her shimmering pantyhosed thigh. Suddenly he shudders as the mere touching of Superwomans silky sexy nyloned leg made him cum in his suit.

Superwoman opens one eye watching ChloroKill shudder from his orgasm. “Really? That’s all it took? You’re all blowing your loads too quick.” Superwoman says.

ChloroKill panics and shoots his mask back onto Superwomans face. Superwoman easily pulls the mask off and back hands ChloroKill onto his back unconscious. Superwoman stands up. “You idiots with gas know I can hold my breath, right?”

Power Sync loudly runs up behind Superwoman and tries to bearhug her. Elegantly Superwoman back flips behind Power Sync and humiliates him by putting her red boot in his rear end making him fall face first into the dirt. She punches him in the back of his head knocking him out.

Superwoman sees Death Man. She walks up to him. “Okay Death Man, why are you here? You have one ability and that’s being able to tell when people are going to die.”

“I’m here to tell MAGAforce how close you are to death. I sense death will come for you tonight Superwoman.” Death Man says.

“You’re creepy Death Man. I’m going to knock you out now.” She says while punching him out. 

In the situation room Ivanka and Drumph are not pleased with the battle. “You idiots, get the hell up and WORK TOGETHER! One on one she’ll wreck you all night. But together she’ll be overwhelmed.”

Atomic Fist frees himself. “We soaked up all the power plant energy ma’am. We won’t be able to use our full power.” He replies.

“The power plant was a diversion. You have all the energy you need in Superwoman. Your regular atomic punch might stun Superwoman. But charge yourself with her own energy and you can seriously hurt the bitch. NOW WORK TOGETHER!” Ivanka screams.

MAGAforce get to thier feet and circle Superwoman. “Okay, I guess you boys need a second lesson. Let’s go.” she dares.

Atomic fist lunges and misses. Fear Man shoots his gas and misses. Superwoman dodges Chlorokills mask. Overkill flurries punches and kicks all dodged by Superwoman. Fear Man again, Atomic Fist again, Overkill again, all missing Superwoman. Suddenly Power Sync manages to wrap his arms around Superwomans waist and starts to drain her energy. 

“Yes! I missed the sweet taste of your energy Superslut!” he yells out. As he grows stronger his grip gets tighter on her. Suddenly Superwoman is struggling as she’s lifted off her feet. While she’s struggling Chlorokill fires his chloro mask onto her face. Breathing in some of the ultrachloro she begins to feel lightheaded. Power Sync then slams Superwoman hard onto ground. Now laying on her belly Superwoman groggily tries to get to her feet after ripping off the gas mask. 

Power Sync fires some of the collected energy into Atomic Fist. “This energy feels amazing! Atomic Fist yells out while admiring the now red sparks emitting from his fist. Superwoman finally gets to her feet and raises her fists, still groggy from the energy drain and chloroform. “You got lucky, time to put you boys down.” Superwoman says. 

Atomic Fist fakes throwing a left hook with his normal hand and Superwoman takes the bait. She moves to block her right side then Atomic Fist unloads his right powered fist into Superwomans unguarded left ribs. She can feel ribs break from the massive shockwave his fist ripped through her. Lifting her off the ground and dropping her to her knees. 

Superwomans head still groggy she looks up to see Atomic Fists red sparking fist filling up her vision. The punch causes a deafening boom shaking the ground and sending Superwoman onto her back in a 30 foot crater trail. MAGAforce surrounds the dazed heroine as she opens her smokey red masked eyes. They allow her to slowly get to her feet. She can feel a sharp pain in her side as her vision begins to clear.

Ivanka watches and yells into their earpieces. “Why are you letting her get up? Drain her, power up and fucking destroy the bitch!”

Superwoman pivots on her feet as MAGAforce eyes thier prey. She keeps an eye on Power Sync especially. Power Sync lunges at her and she kicks him square in the chest sending him onto his ass. Overkill attacks with a flurry of punches and kicks. Superwoman deftly avoids them all sending a devastating punch to his chest sending him flying back. Atomic Fist sends his fist at Superwoman and she promptly catches it and flips him onto his back.

Ivanka yells out: “Work together you idiots! No wonder she put you all in jail!”

Suddenly Power Sync yells out. “Superwoman! I have upgrades! I don’t need to touch you to drain you!” Then he aims his arms at Superwoman. She braces herself as she suddenly feels her energy transfer to Power Sync. Then he simultaneously begins to charge up Atomic Fist and Overkill. Now fully charged up the villains admire the red superwoman energy surrounding them. Ivanka speaks into the microphone “Take out her legs I don’t want her flying away, cripple the cunt!”

Overkill begins trying to hit the quickly dodging Superwoman. Then Atomic Fist unnoticed sends his fully charged Superwoman powered fist into the side of her sexy nylon covered knee. The force of the punch hitting the side of her knee shook the whole city. The force is so massive that it tears up the inside of her knee. Falling down to one knee Overkill devastates her other knee with an energy charged armor ramming mega kick. Superwoman drops to stomach unable to use her legs.

“Broken knees bitch! How’s it feel having your own power used against you?” Atomic Fist yells out.

Superwoman unable to stand tries to push off the ground to fly away on her arms. Pathetically landing on her chest Superwoman uses her arms to try and crawl away. Chlorokill stands over the helpless heroine and places his mask on her face. Atomic Fist then launches into the air and drops the equivalent of 100 atomic bombs onto Superwomans defenseless spine.

Her eyes wide with surprise as she lays in a crater breathing in the chloroform. Suddenly she realizes she can no longer feel her legs. She rips the chloro mask off her face when Overkill jumps into the crater and throws the limp legged pantyhosed heroine out onto even ground. Now dizzy and unable to stand Overkill kicks her onto her back.

“Time to crush that sexy face of yours, cunt!” Overkill yells as he tries to stomp on her head. Superwoman manages to catch his foot and use her still amazing strength to twist his foot and force him to fall over. “Fucking bitch!” he yells out.

Power Sync again uses his abilities to drain more of her energy and pour it into Overkill and Atomic Fist. “Cripple her arms, now!” Ivanka orders.

Atomic Fist and Overkill each grab an arm and lock their feet onto her sides. They begin pulling her arms until they hear a pop and both her shoulders are dislocated. They then focus on her elbows and use a devastating punch to dislocate her elbows. Superwoman screaming in pain helpless as the villains stand over the crippled heroine. 

The once invincible Superwoman, protector of Delta City, is now unable to move as her artifacts are working overtime to try to heal her.

Atomic Fist stands over superwoman and sits on her chest. He pulls out his throbbing cock as he looks down at the sexy sight of helplessness before him. Her dark mascaraed eyes half closed as she feels his cock slap against her face. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this Supercunt.” He says as he rams his veiny manhood into her red lipsticked mouth. Superwomans eyes opened wide in surprise as she could do nothing but accept she was now nothing but a helpless face fuck. Unable to stop the facial abuse she was receiving she then felt Power Sync push the red strip of fabric covering her perfect pussy over.

“Mmmph!” She protested as she could feel Power Sync trying to tear the cotton crotch of her high end pantyhose. “It’s like there’s a shield around her! I can’t rip these hose!” he says. Then Power Sync begins to drain Superwoman again and uses her own energy to fool her shield into yielding for him. Superwomans silky soft custom made pantyhose rip open! The soft cotton crotch now resting on her inner upper thigh. Then Power Sync pulls out his impressive member and energizes it with Superwomans own power and roughly rams it into her perfectly waxed pussy.

The remaining villains each pick up Superwomans small hosed feet and start to rub their cocks on her soft silky soles. The limp and yielding legs of Superwoman was a huge turn on for the weaker villans. All of them had been dreaming of defiling their jailer and now those dreams were coming true.

“Here’s your me too movement Supercunt!” Overkill yells. Power Sync continues to pump Superwoman as Atomic Fist skull fucks Delta City’s protector. Fear Man and Chlorokill fuck her feet then suddenly they all shoot their cum all over. Oozes of man juice drop down her toes and run to her thighs. Atomic Fist cruelly shoots his load deep into her throat causing her to choke as it bubbles up from her mouth. Power Sync thankfully pulls out, but then takes the time to stand over her face and shoot his vile seed all over her sexy red masked face. Superwomans dark raven hair now matted with buckets of cum.

The completely defeated young woman lay helplessly in her shame as Power Sync once again drains her energy to further humiliate the sexy heroine. Death Man examines the superheroine. “She will not die. Her powers will keep her alive and eventually heal her. Death is not near.” he says. Then Overkill pulls out a massive sword. “This sword is laced with the venom of the nightmare snake. Once in the bloodstream it will stop her heart slowly until death. All we need to do is cut her with it.” he says.

Overkill stands over Superwoman and tries to stab her in the liver. The sword bounces off her as the shield continues to protect her amazing body.

Superwoman weakly looks up at the gang of villains. “You’re all pathetic, you’ll never win.” she says.

Power Sync takes charge after feeling insulted by the superheroine with her unbreakable spirit. “Fear Man, Chlorokill and Overkill hold the sword in place over her liver. Atomic Fist prepare to punch that sword.” He says as he drains Superwoman again and pours magical red energy into Atomic Fist AND the poison sword. “NOW!” He yells as Atomic Fist launches into the air and brings the full power of his fist onto the sword. The combination of the powerful hit and the energized sword tricks Superwomans shield into accepting the sword. The poisoned sword plunges into Superwoman and pushes all the way down until only the hilt is visible.

Superwomans eyes go wide as her mouth opens in a shocked O face as her powers for the first time failed to keep her invulnerable. The wound bleeds as Superwoman coughs up blood combined with the villans cum already on her gorgeous face. Atomic Fist smiles down at the dying Superwoman. “Still think we won’t win bitch?” Superwoman could feel the poison work into her bloodstream as she was helpless to do anything. Death Man examines Superwoman. “Her spine has been severed by the sword and the poison is working. She will die soon.”

In the situation room the president and his cohorts cheer and high five the total defeat of Superwoman. “Put me on with Superwoman I need to show her something.” Drumph orders.

Fear Man stands over the defeated and dying Superwoman holding a tablet. On the tablet is the seal of the President of the United States. A voice on the tablet says “Please hold for the President.” Then Superwoman is suddenly looking at Drumph. “Well, it looks like we’ve beaten you and we’ve beaten you badly. I just want you to know how much of a loser you are and how sad and worthless your life has been. Got anything to say for your last words Superloser?” He taunts.

“y.. y.. you…won’t..w..win…” Superwoman manages to say.

“Okay, I see we’ve completely broken your body, but not your spirit so I want to show you something.” He says as the tablet suddenly turns to a closed circuit camera of Sofia and Renee in a cage. Superwomans defiant face turns to fear. “These are your friends, they’re being kept prisoner in my tower in New York. I’ve just released toxic gas which is going to kill them. All you have to do is fly there and save them. Go ahead Superwoman, save your friends before they die.” Drumph taunts.

Superwoman pleads with the president as she begins to cry.” No please! Let them go! They don’t deserve this!”

Drumph loves seeing her tears as he knows she’s close breaking. “You failed to save your city and you’ve failed your friends. You can’t save either of them and now they’re going to die because you weren’t strong enough to beat me.” He says.

Superwoman begins to cry uncontrollably. The combination of total defeat, humiliation and failure hit her all at once. “Please Mr. President… You’ve beaten me… Let my friends live… Please.”

Drumph smiles. “Say that again. The part about me beating you.”

Mascara running down her face she cries. “You have defeated me, you win.”

“Good. Now I want you to say my campaign slogan.” he orders.

“M..make.. America… great… again.” Superwoman says. Then she watches as Sofia and Renee begin coughing and huddling together as the poison gas begins to kill them. Superwoman cries as she realizes he’s going to let them die. She can feel the poison begin to slow down her heart. Drumph orders Fear Man to slowly remove Superwomans mask so he can complete her humiliation. 

Slowly Fear Man begins to peel away a corner of her red mask. Tablet in one hand so Drumph can see. Superwoman trying to move away as her tears make him hard. “I don’t need fear gas to know what scares you Superwoman.” He says as he has half her mask removed… 

Suddenly a bullet rips through Fear Man’s chest as he drops the tablet and rolls off Superwoman. In the distance a single woman with a gun opens fire. “All you fuckers are under arrest!” 

In the situation room Drumph demands to know what the hell just happened. Atomic Fist tells them Detective Rebecca Hunt has arrived without backup to save Superwoman. Drumph laughs. “Kill her.” he orders. Atomic Fist smiles “gladly”. 

Overkill looks over at the still masked Superwoman. “Looks like ALL your friends die tonight!”

Rebecca Hunt fires her gun at the charging Atomic Fist. She doesn’t stand a chance as the bullets bounce off his energized suit. “You crazy stupid bitch! You’re gonna die Hunt!” Atomic Fist screams as he launches into the air with his charged up fist sparking. The rest of the villans run up behind Atomic Fist to back him up. They all hated Rebecca Hunt and if by chance Atomic Fist missed the rest of them would finish her off. If Rebecca Hunt was going to die she was going to die fighting.

Superwoman laying helplessly tries to yell “No! Rebecca… Run!”

Atomic Fist is a second away from crushing Rebecca Hunts skull with his fist…. 

To be continued in part 4.

As Night Woman traveled the shadow world she couldn’t get a lock on Latina Heat. She was being masked somehow which was unusual. Being evening on the east coast she entered the Oval Office. Dark and empty she used her shadow powers to psychically construct the events of the day. What she witnessed shocked her. Latina Heat was taken down easily and after the boys had defiled her they put her in an underground tunnel to a waiting van. From there Night Woman could see no more. All she knew was that Latina Heat was defeated and captured.

“We’ve been waiting for you Night Slut” the unmistakable voice of the President came from behind her. Instantly Night Woman shot out shadow tendrils and destroyed the hidden UV light panels around her. Then her cloak grabbed Drumph and pulled him an inch away from her cloaked and masked face.

“Where is Latina Heat!” she growls in her shadow voice. “I’m the president you traitor! I will have you locked up fast…”

Suddenly Ivanka steps out of the hidden door. “Daddy doesn’t know where your immigrant filth is. It’s called plausible deniability.” she says with a smirk.

Night Woman drops Drumph and her cloak lashes out and picks up Ivanka. “Then you will tell me where she is!” she echoes through the room.

Ivanka laughs. “You don’t scare me you old bitch. The dark nightmare thing isn’t scary when you’re pushing 50!” Night Woman smiles through the darkness of her cloak and her dark eyes behind the black mask. “Then you can live your own nightmare.” she says as she brings Ivanka into the shadow world.

“OH MY GOD! What is this place?! Take me back! Please!” Ivanka pleads as the endless darkness covers her.

“Where is Latina Heat!” Night Woman’s voice booms. Ivanka terrified reaches into her pocket and pulls out an orb. “Here! This is everything you need! Take me back!

Night Woman takes the strange orb. “What the hell is this?” she asks. Ivanka smiles an evil grin. “An Ultra Violet Light Bomb.” she replied as she shuts her eyes. Night Woman’s eyes open wide in disbelief. She was tricked by Ivanka. Suddenly the bomb goes off in Night Woman’s hands. 

Throughout the entire world every corner of shadow flashed a quick bright light creating fear and confusion everywhere. Then in the Oval Office Night Woman on her hands and knees unable to see from the flash. Her cloak is gone as she tries to see in her leotard, pantyhose, fishnets, boots and mask. Her face now visible as her enemies laugh at her fear. “My cloak… My powers…” she says in a terrified voice feeling around.

President Drumph smiles as the now helpless superheroine fumbles. “Pathetic loser. That’s what you are. Night Loser!” Ivanka stands in front of Night Woman holding the cloak. “Looks like the cloak didn’t like its owner setting off a light bomb. Now you’ve been banished from the Shadow World!”

“No! This can’t be happening!” she says as her voice cracks with fear. “Oh, it’s happening bitch and your cloak has disowned you!” Ivanka says triumphantly as she kicks Night Woman onto her back.

Drumph walks over and grabs Night Woman’s pussy. “I’m a celebrity so I can do this.” He says with a grin. Then he reaches for her mask. “Time to see which celebrity you are!” He says pulling the mask away. Looking down he laughs at the frightened heroine.

“She’s a nobody! Just some regular loser!” He insults.

“Superwoman will stop you!” Night Woman yells out.

“Superwoman will be defeated.” Ivanka says before kicking Night Woman in the face knocking her out.

Staring down at the defeated heroine, her nyloned legs splayed out, mask discarded next to her they laugh. The once powerful Night Woman completely humiliated by defeat. Despite her already humiliating defeat Drumph orders his sons to use the now normal woman by cumming all over her legs and face. Then she is bound and taken to her new prison.

“Two down, one to go Ivanka.” Drumph says to his sinister daughter.

“Once that omnibus bill passes tomorrow we’ll be able to proceed with phase three… the defeat and death of Superwoman.” Ivanka says.

THE NEXT DAY IN DELTA CITY

Josephine is at work fielding calls about a new federal law that has passed under everyone’s radar. This law made it illegal to oppose a presidential pardon with state laws. Meaning when a president pardons someone of federal charges a state cannot oppose the pardon with state laws. Giving the pardoned absolute freedom.

Night Woman hasn’t reported in and now she’s missing. Josephine debates whether or not to visit the White House when breaking news flashes across everyone’s screens…

PRESIDENT DRUMPH HAS JUST PARDONED: ATOMIC FIST, FEAR MAN, POWER SYNC, OVERKILL, DEATH MAN, CHLOROKILL.

All of these supervillans were defeated by and jailed by Superwoman, but not before each one came close to killing Superwoman individually. 

Drumph sits at his desk watching Fox News praise his decision to pardon these evil killers. 

“Time to Make America Safe Again by killing the last superheroine who can stop me.”

I can’t wait. Until then will enjoy the depowered, defeated, and humiliated Njght Woman as she is carted off to the new prison. 

The crowd of onlookers clapped and cheered as Superwoman handed the kitten over to the little girl. Smiling, the girl hugged the kitten and thanked Delta City’s beautiful masked protector in red. The kitten meowed as Superwoman flew off into the night sky. Kittens who need saving from gravity; this is the new Delta City now. Crime is at an all time low. The newly constructed Ultramax Super Prison across the harbor is holding all the super villans she put away over the past few years. Thanks to Superwoman Delta City is thriving.

Detective Rebecca Hunt continues her work, but with her lighter case load has a more active social life. Night Woman still battles evil in Boston while running her night club. Latina Heat still patrols South America, but has more recently taken issue with the American President’s position on refugees denial of amnesty. Superwoman naturally supports her friend while Night Woman openly dislikes The Presidents racist policies. Superheroines have been a major source of bad press for The President. 

President Drumph has tried unsuccessfully to turn public opinion against Superheroines. Even signing an executive order to make it illegal to be a superheroine with a mask unless they reveal their identities. The order was ruled illegal by the courts. Finally, as a show of cooperation, the President has invited the outspoken heroine Latina Heat to The White House for a high level meeting about the border situation.

Latina Heat flew down in her white bikini and yellow mask gently landing at the front of The White House. Reporters were there shouting questions from a distance as news crews reported on the historic summit. She turned to the crowd and said “I hope to show President Drumph how his vision of border security is inhumane and unfair. I believe in the goodness of people and I hope to change his heart.” Then Latina Heat turned and walked into the White House escorted by security. Cameras captured the curvy form of the sexy Latin beauty. Her tight, perfect ass was the focus as people admired the sexy white high heeled boots clicking on the marble.

Latina Heat was quickly greeted at the door by Melania Drumph, First Lady of The United States. The cameras got their photo op then doors were closed as the press was not invited to cover the summit. So they waited outside for Latina Heat to address the press after.

“Latina Heat, welcome to my home. I would like to show you The Blue Room privately.” Melania said while walking towards the historic room. 

Secret Service quickly interrupted. “Ma’am that isn’t on the itinerary. The agent said.

“I do not care. You will all wait out here while we girl talk.” Melania said. “Yes ma’am.”

Melania closed the door of the room. “Mrs Drumph, I appreciate the tour, but I am here to see The President.” Latina Heat informed. Melania’s face changed and suddenly she had an expression of worry. “This is a trap, my husband is pure evil. I don’t know his plan, but you are in danger here. You must leave.” Melania warned. 

“Everyone knows I’m here and I am a very powerful woman.” Latina Heat replied. Suddenly the door opened as secret service came in to escort her to The Oval Office. “Thank you for the private tour.” “Good Luck Latina Heat.” Melania said as her face instantly returned to a practiced emotionless state. 

Latina Heat couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed entering the Oval. She had been here once before when Obama was President so she still held a deep respect for the office, if not the man currently occupying it. She noticed the curtains were drawn shut while Drumph sat behind his desk, not bothering to get up. The Vice President sat in a chair off to the side with his eyes closed. On a pair of chairs behind her sat The Presidents sons, Eric and Don Jr. She could feel thier eyes burning holes in her sexy tanned ass.

“Welcome Latina Heat, I have to say you’re much hotter in person. Hard to judge when you’re standing next to Superwoman on TV.” Drumph said while his kids chuckled behind her. 

“Mr. President, you know I have come here to talk abo…” Suddenly the door opens and Melania walks in taking a seat on the couch. 

“Ah, my wife has decided to be fashionably late. Heard you stopped in The Blue Room with our guest, why?” Drumph asked. 

“I wanted to show her…” she started to say before being cut off by Drumph.

“You wanted to show a powerful super chick how far you’ve come since being a poor girl in Slovenia, right? And you owe it all to me. Look at Housekeeping Heat here, so strong and powerful. Bet she’d be great at cleaning windows at one of my hotels.”

Latina Heats anger was visible. “Donald! I am not housekeeping! You will respect….” Suddenly she felt two needle plungers in her neck while one of his son’s said “You call him Mr. President you filthy taco eater.” Latina Heat shocked falls to her knees.

Drumph finally stands up. “Nice work boys! Look at this lazy bitch ready for her siesta. Those injections are the last ones we were able to get from your old friend Bandito. The injection that temporarily cures your fire mutation.”

Latina Heat struggles to her feet and points her arm at Drumph as nothing happens. Shocked and powerless she yells” You won’t get away with this you pig! People know I’m here. You are no supervillan!” 

Suddenly a hidden door on the side opens and The Presidents daughter Ivanka walks in leading a woman in who is an exact clone of Latina Heat. ” She’s ready daddy, we just need to see her face.”

Eric and Don Jr grab Latina Heats arms as she struggles holding her in place. Drumph walks over and reaches for Latina Heats mask. Slowly he begins to peel away the yellow mask of the sexy heroine. Her deep dark mascara eyes filled with surprise and shock as her deeply guarded identity slowly dissolves away. “NO! NO! NO! PLEASE NO!” she pleaded as he rips the last bit of dignity away. Drumph looks over at Melania and smiles. “Remember when I did that to you?” 

The room was silent as they realized who Latin Heat really was.

“She’s Sofia Fucking Vergara!” Eric yells out.

Ivanka walks over to the struggling Sofia and holds a laser scanner to her face. “Hold her head still.” she commands. Eric and Don Jr grab the celebrity hair and force her to get her face scanned.

“Nunca te escaparás de esto!” Sofia screams out.

“I really love your show Sofia, so funny.” Ivanka smirks as she shoves a chloro rag into her face. Sofias eyes wide with shock as her struggling body is held by the vile spawn of Drumph. She could feel their rock hard cocks against her thighs. Slowly her body relaxes as her eyes slowly close…limp…helpless…defeated.

Ivanka scans the clones face and suddenly she is an exact copy of Sofia. 

President Drumph looks on as the boys bind Sofias hands behind her back. Then they pull down their pants. The once proud Latina Heat is now serving her enemies. “Hey Dad! I’m face fucking Latina Heat Sofia Vergara! MAGA!” Don Jr yells.

“MAGA!” they all yell except Melania who looks around confused. Almost like she’s coming out of a trance.

“What is this? You are defiling that woman!” then she looks at Drumph. “You! It’s you! By the ancient gods I will protect this woman and defeat your evil heart!” Melania threatens.

“Ivanka she’s doing that thing!” Drumph yells as a magical sword materializes in Melania’s right hand and a shield on the other. Suddenly she takes a warriors stance. Ivanka adjusts a setting on her phone and points it at Melania. Melania screams as the nano injectors imbedded under her skin shoot the control drug into her. Suddenly Melania becomes expressionless as her weapons vanish and her personality changes back to compliant.

“All set Daddy. I’ll have her nano injectors looked at. Eric and Don, when you’re done with the immigrant taco eater make sure you put her in the new super holding cells and DON’T LET HER SEE THE SUN!” Ivanka orders.

“MAGA!” Eric and Don Jr yell out again while continuing to use the helpless Latina.

During the next hour the Drumph family takes a bunch of staged photos with the clone Latina Heat to perpetuate the summit lie and release them to the press as proof. 

“Okay boys time to make the public happy. Let’s go clone, press conference time.” Drumph says as he walks out of the Oval with fake Latina Heat back out to front of the White House where everyone was waiting to hear about the summit straight from Superheroine Latina Heat.

Drumph takes the podium and proclaims the summit a “yuuuge success” and that he was “the best summiter ever in the history of summitting.” After 20 minutes of incoherent ranting and self praise he finally gives the podium to “Latina Heat”.

 “After listening to President Drumph I realize his plans for border security are perfect. We need a wall and we need to protect the American people from drugs and rapists flooding in from the south. Make America Great Again. Thank you.” Latina Heat said as she walked off the podium ignoring the barrage of questions. She then got into the back of a black SUV and drove away.

BACK IN DELTA CITY… 

Rebecca Hunt and Josephine are at a bar uptown on lunch break watching the summit coverage. The entire world’s reaction was summed up perfectly by Rebecca Hunt when she watched Latina Heat’s statement live…

“WHAT THE FUCK!!??” she yelled out while Josephine sat stunned next to her. “No fucking way is that her Jo! She’s getting into a ride? She doesn’t need a fucking Uber to get around!” Then Rebecca lowered her voice talking to Josephine. “You need to fly down there and find out what the fuck happened and take me with you so when he tries to grab our pussy we rip his dick off.”

“I don’t think his tiny hands could cover one boob Becca. Screw it, let’s call her cell.” Josephine says. “Straight to voicemail, not even a ring. Her phones been turned off.”

“We can’t get in touch with her, but we can’t just break into The White House and accuse them of brainwashing her. Well, I can but I’m still a lawyer and that’s pretty illegal.” Josephine says.

Rebecca Hunt looks at Josephine. “I know who can do it….”

MEANWHILE IN BOSTON…

Renee Stellato picks up her phone.

“Hi Becks. Yes I saw it. I’ll find her and if I don’t I’ll find him.” Renee hangs up, her apartment windows covered by room darkening shades. She stands up and her black cloak floats over to her. In a dark cloud she transforms into The Terrifying Night Woman.

Looking serious her booming night voice echos before vanishing into the shadow world. “I know what men do in the darkness.”

BACK IN DELTA CITY… 

Rebecca Hunt: She’s on it (hangs up phone)

Josephine: You think she’s gonna say the watching people in the dark thing when she finds him?

Rebecca: She definitely already said it.

Josephine: She’s so intense.

Rebecca: Too intense… a little stalker creepy.

Josephine: Yeah. I’m afraid to masturbate anymore.

Rebecca: Not me, fuck it. I don’t care she can watch.

Josephine: Yeah, I’m just kidding.

Rebecca: No you’re not, liar.

Josephine: I am, I always masturbate in the dark.

Then they notice an older man at the corner of the bar listening. 

Stranger: You masturbating ladies need a date?

Josephine and Rebecca in unison: Fuck off!

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2

Maria was amazed at the sheer size of Delta City. The massive skyscrapers that seemed to touch the clouds were like nothing she had seen. “Wow! This city is enormous! I can’t imagine patrolling something this big!” she thought to herself. But parts of the city were on fire and power was only working in small pockets. She flew over looters who were trying to grab what they could before the criminals from Ultramax took over. She could see the mob of villains flooding out of the prison. The DCPD was already engaging trying to keep them from taking over. She wanted to fly directly to the power plant and see Superwoman battle MAGAforce, but the police looked like they were about to get swamped. 

She flew over the defensive line of police in full riot gear. There was a blonde woman shouting orders and returning fire from criminals who managed to get guns. She was in jeans and a black tank top with a bullet proof vest that had DCPD written on it. She wore a police badge on her belt and a sidearm in her hand. Maria watched as the woman yelled “This is it! Hold this fucking line.” Maria had never seen a woman take charge like this before and she was impressed by how all the men obeyed her. Maria wanted to ask if she could help, but she was afraid of bothering the busy police. 

The villains crashed into the line like a truck. They started breaking through and a gang of villains seemed to recognize the blonde. She was engaged in hand to hand combat with three huge men and she was winning. Maria watched as two huge men managed to sneak up and grab her arms and take her gun as four more were ready to beat her. “Okay I’m getting involved.” she thought to herself as she flipped her phone into the air and had it hover record her. “Okay everyone! I’m helping this badass cop lady in Delta City!” she narrates as she goes to land between the cop and the men who want to kill her.

“Time for payback on Rebecca Hunt!” one of them yells at her. “Fuck you Jake! You’re still a loser!” she yells back. Rebecca braces herself to get hit with a pipe from Jake the Loser as she struggles to break free when suddenly the entire mob is lifted off thier feet and suspended in mid air flailing and terrified. Rebecca stands up and looks around in awe. Then she sees a young girl in a white and blue leotard orchestrating a symphony of mob control in the most amazing way possible in front of her. She watches as this young girl smashes these dangerous criminals together and knocks them out placing them in a line so the police could arrest them.

The young girl turns to Rebecca “Hi! I was wondering if I could help.” she says excitedly. Rebecca still awed at what she just witnessed said “I think you just did.”

“You’re Rebecca Hunt! I heard that guy call you Rebecca Hunt! You’re so badass! You’re friends with Superwoman, right?” she asks excitedly.

“Yeah…yeah I am… Thanks for that… whatever you just did.” she says pointing at the line of knocked out criminals. “Hey kid, what’s your name?” Rebecca asks as she starts zip tying criminals with the other cops.

“Oh,  I’m Mar… Uh.. Hero Girl!” Maria says.

“Really? That’s a terrible name”. 

“Oh, it is? Okay…The Levitatress?” Maria meekly says. 

“That’s a mouthful, try again.” Rebecca says. 

“Oh, how about Floater Girl!” Maria says. 

“That’d be great if your power was turning into a bloated corpse in the ocean.” Rebecca replies. 

“Oh… Ummmmm….” Maria ponders. 

What’s your story? Where ya from kid?” Rebecca asks.

“Omega City.” she replies.

“That explains the Omega symbol on your leotard.”

“That’s an Omega symbol? I just thought it was my school’s symbol. Like a mascot or something.” She says.

Rebecca smiles shaking her head. “Well, Thanks for your help Omega Girl.” 

Maria smiles. “Omega Girl! I like that! Thanks!” 

Omega Girl follows Rebecca as she orders men around. “Okay we have a mob on the east side moving in. You, you, you and you take your squads and reinforce district 2…go go go!” Rebecca walks over to her unmarked squad car and proceeds to get in then notices Omega Girl still following her. “It’s dangerous here kid. Go home to Omega City where it’s safe.” she says. 

 “I want to help. You just saw what I can do.”

“Yeah, and it’s amazing, but you’re a kid and I don’t want you on my conscience if ya get hurt… or worse.” Rebecca says.

“Well…where are you going now Misses Hunt?” she asks.

“Power plant… and call me Rebecca. Cya round Omega Girl.” she replies. Rebecca gets in the car and to her surprise Omega Girl gets into the passenger seat. She looks over and Omega Girl stares straight ahead like if she doesn’t look at Rebecca she won’t know she’s there. Slowly Omega Girl turns her head to see Rebecca staring at her. 

“Okay kid, but you don’t leave the car when we get there. Rebecca says as she hits the police wig wags and screeches away. “Yay!” Omega Girl giggles as Rebecca notices a cell phone levitating by Omega Girls head. “Is that YOUR phone floating?” Rebecca asks. “Yuppers! I record for my YouTube channel. I recorded you kicking ass then me levitating those guys.” Omega Girl says. “So you controlled an entire mob AND your phone recorded?” “Yuppers!” Omega Girl responds. 

Arriving on the outskirts of the plant Rebecca and Omega Girl survey the situation from the bottom of the incline leading up to where MAGAforce was located. Clearly Omega Girl wasn’t going to wait in the car. 

“I can’t believe it, she’s down!” Rebecca exclaims. She notices Fear Man straddling the downed Superwoman and shoving a tablet in her face. The rest of MAGAforce were standing around laughing at the beaten Superwoman who is visibly crying and begging Drumph to spare the lives of Night Woman and Latina Heat. “Fuck this, I’m going in!” Rebecca says as she pulls her weapon. 

“Wait, Rebecca what should I do?” Omega Girl asks. “Keep them off me so I can get to Superwoman, can you do that?” Rebecca says. 

“Oh hell ya!” Omega Girl responds. 

Rebecca runs out and fires a perfect shot at Fear Man opening his chest as he falls off Superwoman dead. 

“You fuckers are all under arrest!” Rebecca yells out attracting the attention of the super powered MAGAforce. 

Omega Girl flips her phone in the air and it hover records as she raises her left arm. “Check it out YouTube! Omega Girl here holding Atomic Fist in the air! Oh MAGAforce is moving in…let’s do this guys!” Omega Girl narrates as she floats into the sky and advances. Rebecca Hunt pistol whips Atomic Fist and Omega Girl slams him into a wall. Then she captures the rest of MAGAforce and she records them screaming in horror as she twirls them around. “Guys! I’m ONE HUNDY P owning MAGAforce!” she says to her phone. 

Rebecca runs past the terrified MAGAforce “Meet Omega Girl assholes!” she yells out. 

Omega Girl continues to toy with MAGAforce as Rebecca tends to the badly hurt Superwoman. Suddenly she feels her arms and legs constricted as black tentacles crush her and she’s unable to use her powers. “Ugh… Can’t breathe!” she says as MAGAforce drops to the ground along with her hovering cell phone. Omega Girl hears a female voice behind her as her ballet flats slip off her feet and onto the ground exposing her white nyloned feet. 

“Now kill the detective!” the voice says as MAGAforce runs towards Rebecca. Omega Girl knew this could only be the powers of Night Woman. But why is Night Woman attacking her? She wondered. 

“Omega Girl huh? Well, you look like a teenager. Too bad you’ll never grow up to be a real woman!” her captor says. 

“Night Woman?… I.. ugh… thought you were good.” Omega Girl says. Suddenly she is spun around and she sees Ivanka Drumph using Night Woman’s powers. 

“I’m not Night Woman! She’ll be dead in minutes. You can call me Night Terror!” Ivanka says looking menacingly at the young Omega Girl. 

Not one to be easily intimidated Omega Girl replies through her painful crushing bondage. “…ugh..you look like Ivanka Drumph so I guess that’s an appropriate name.”

Ivanka smiles wickedly at the cocky young girl. “You won’t be so cocky after I snap your pretty little neck, child!” she threatens as she wraps tentacles around her head. Ivanka started to anger as the cloak suddenly wasn’t cooperating. “I order you to snap this little girls neck you fucking cloak! Obey me!” Ivanka screams as the cloak vanishes and Omega Girl is free. She quickly regained control of Ivanka and MAGAforce. 

The rest of the night was a blur as Night Woman showed up soon after. Then Latina Heat streaked through the sky and they rounded up the rest of the inmates together with some new heroine named Princess Light. Then Ivanka poisoned Princess Light and her life force was used to bring Superwoman back in the future, hopefully. Overall, it was an insane night, but Omega Girl felt terrible that Superwoman had died and Ivanka got away. 

Omega Girl flew back to Omega City late that night and snuck back into her room. Suddenly a light turns on and Dimitri is sitting on her bed. “Where have you been?” he asks. 

Maria is startled and still wearing her costume. “Ummm…I was out experimenting with drugs and alcohol?” she says with little conviction. 

Dimitri has his tablet with him and plays Hero Girls first video from two years ago. “You have come a long way in two years my daughter.” he says. 

“Wait, you know about my channel?” she asks. 

“I knew of channel two years ago the first time you snuck out of house.” Dimitri says. “But tonight was first test with true villains in Delta City. I’m proud of you my daughter. Your mother would be proud of you too.” Dimitri says. 

“But now my daughter, everyone knows of you. You will no longer be obscure little girl who might be YouTube fake. Evil men will want to defeat you, humiliate you, even kill you. You must be smart. You must stop sharing so much with social media.” Dimitri warns. 

“Papa thank you for not being mad. But this is a new time. It’s a social media world. People want to see Omega Girl be accessible and they want to see me succeed. I’m going to keep my channel and I’m opening other social media accounts as Omega Girl.” she says. 

“You are stubborn like your mother was. You must be careful. Mama will use her macrocell resources to help monitor and guide you through your smart phone. Omega City has no Supervillans, but now that you’re famous they will come.” Dimitri says. 

“But why?” Maria asks. 

“My daughter, there is an old Russian anecdote that says shit will always attract flies.” Dimitri says. 

“I think everyone says that Papa…” she says. 

“Yes, but Russia said it first.” he replies.

“Plus Papa am I supposed to be the shit in this metaphor? I’m not crazy about being compared to shit.” Maria says with a grin. 

“Okay…is bad anecdote, but you understand point.” He says. 

One month later a new Superwoman showed up in Delta City to rebuke an insulting statue dedication ceremony. It was amazing and Maria was happy to see Superwoman fly again, even if she was older. Then Rebecca contacted Omega Girl and she met Rebecca at a nice house in the suburbs of Delta City. Rebecca let’s her in and she gets to meet Josephine who is temporarily confined to a wheelchair. 

“Hi Omega Girl. I’m Josephine. I never got a chance to thank you for helping us. Without you none of us would have survived.” Omega Girl was flattered that Superwoman trusted her so much to reveal her secret identity. 

“Oh my God! So you’re Superwoman? I’m like your hugest fan!” she says. 

“Actually, right now she’s Superwoman.” Josephine says pointing at Joyce who just walked in.

Joyce walked over to Omega Girl and gave her a big hug and kiss on the cheek. “Thank you so much Omega Girl. My God you’re absolutely adorable!” Joyce said as Omega Girl blushed. “You smell so good.” Omega Girl says as they all laugh.

“Welcome to the club, kid.” Rebecca says as she smiles at the young Omega Girl. Omega Girl removes her blue mask and looks at her new friends. “I’m Maria, Maria Smith.” she says as they notice how young she really is.

“No, not just the club. The family. Welcome to the family Maria.” Josephine says.

“Well, we’re all heading to brunch and Maria you simply must join us!” Joyce says. Omega Girl looks at her outfit. “Oh, I didn’t realize. I didn’t bring a change of clothes.”

Josephine smiles. “Oh boy Maria you just made Aunt Joyce’s day. She owns a small clothing boutique downtown and designs her own stuff. She has a ton of clothes upstairs.” Josephine says.

Joyce takes Maria by the hand and leads her upstairs excitedly. When she comes down Maria is in a beautiful sarong with sandals. She looks absolutely stunning. “It’s like I designed it just for you!” Joyce says.

Over the next few months Maria spends alot of time with her new super friends and she becomes especially close with Joyce. Joyce was very motherly to Maria and Maria never had a female role model other than her android Mama. She spends time in Joyce’s boutique learning how to design clothes and run a small business. 

Joyce becomes a surrogate mother to Maria, even saying Maria was like the daughter she never had. One Sunday Joyce surprises Maria with a present. “A powerful superheroine deserves a powerful costume.” Joyce says.

Maria opens the box to reveal a brand new Omega Girl costume. Sexy white sleeveless leotard with shiny white custom nylons, blue custom flats and a blue latex form fitted mask. This mask attached directly to her face and not with a band around her head like her cheap Halloween costume mask. There was also a thin blue belt which gave her a place to tuck some money and her phone. She looked amazing and it made her feel legitimate. “It’s amazing! Thank you so much Joyce.” she says as she hugs Joyce. 

Months later when Joyce was brutally murdered it hit Maria hard. She vowed to help avenge her horrific murder any way she could. The seeds of rage were planted in her young mind and she was conflicted inside, but keeping it under control. Rebecca had leads she was working and she believed the Drumph’s were behind it. But now Omega Girl had a bigger problem. A new federally sanctioned superheroine named American Dream was taking out heroines. She just humiliated Latina Heat and Omega Girl was on the hit list.

THE END. 

As the years went by Maria got into the Omega City Conservatory of Ballet. Her room is filled with vintage Superwoman memorabilia. She also continued her training with Dimitri and became a master of her telekinetic abilities. This was her Freshman year and today the world was abuzz about a Superwoman sighting in Delta City.

Maria raced home that day excited. “Mama! Compile all news stories, videos and interviews of today’s Superwoman sighting! Send them to my tablet!” she yells as soon as she runs in. She spent the next hour studying everything about the massive crane collapse and subsequent arrival of Superwoman on the scene. She watched the news footage of Superwoman flying down with an injured man in her arms to the EMTs. She marveled at how she one handed the falling crane arm and flew it up top. She even watched the statement her Uncle Mike put out about the accident since it was a HERROS-MASHER construction project. Ever since Uncle Mike bought her that Superwoman doll she was obsessed and now Superwoman was back!

The weekly reports of Superwoman taking down powerful villains read like a shopping list. Fear Man, Atomic Fist, Power Sync and even Chlorokill. Not to mention the everyday criminals she was putting away daily. She was amazed at how the reputation of Delta City had changed almost overnight. Then other superheroines came on the scene like Latina Heat and Night Woman all aided by the hardcore detective Rebecca Hunt. But the most impressive was Superwoman’s first take down. The infamous Alonzo The Conquistador Moralez. The very villain that killed the Superwoman of the 80’s/90’s. That whole story became an international scandal when it was revealed the Justice League was corrupt and accepting bribes just like Uncle Mike said all those years ago. 

Maria was inspired and she wanted to be like her idol Superwoman. So she decided one day to try a night patrol of Omega City. Her city wasn’t a notorious crime riddled cesspool like Delta City was, but the financial crisis was still happening and crime was on the rise. So she put on her white ballet leotard from the Conservatory which already had a blue Omega symbol printed on it. She put on her blue ballet flats and a blue eye mask she had from Halloween. She finished it off with white dance tights and a tiny blue shoulder cape. It looked amateur when compared to the established superheroines, but she thought it looked great.

She waited until midnight and put on her costume. Mama was recharging and Dimitri was asleep. She opened her bedroom window and levitated herself outside and onto the tallest building she could find. She had her smart phone with her and she created a YouTube account under the name “Hero Girl.”

She levitated her phone and made it follow her around like a drone. She could make it record whenever she wanted. Tonight was her very first post as “Hero Girl”.

“Hey YouTubers! Hero Girl here. I’m a hero in Omega City and I’m taking you guys on patrol with me. Let’s see what’s going on in the city!” she says as the phone records hovering and following. She jumps off the ledge and the phone records her flying through the sky. The first video was just a couple minutes long. There wasn’t anything going on so she stopped recording.

“This was a dumb idea.” she thinks to herself as she decided an hour flying around a safe city was a waste of time. There was a drunk guy the cops took into protective custody, a false alarm at the supermarket and an illegally parked car.

She records again. “Hey YouTube! pretty slow night looks like I’m going home. No hero work tonight. Bye bye!” she says while flying away. Suddenly she hears police sirens and sees lights in the distance. Then she hears popping sounds which she was pretty sure was gunfire. She flies over and sees two police cars chasing a get away car filled with men who just robbed a liquor store. They were shooting at officers and the cop driving got hit. The cruiser veered hard right and hit a guard rail then flipped over.

“Oh my God!” she yells out as the whole thing is recorded. Before the cruiser hits the ground and crushes the cops Maria raised her hand and suspended the car then turned it right side up. “Did you guys see that? Wow I just helped those cops not get crushed!” she says at her phone.

Then she flies off to follow the rest of the chase. The crooks side swipe a car and lose control and crash into a pole. The last cruiser stops and draw thier guns, but one cop is hit and falls down. The second cop is pinned down with 4 armed crooks getting a bead on him. “You’re going down pig!” they yell as bullets riddle the car.

Maria lifts all four crooks into the air and smashes them together knocking them out and collecting their guns in a pile near the cop. The cops looks around confused as Maria hovers in the sky watching. She hears backup coming and flies off.

“Oh my God that was sick! Did you guys see all that? They were like bang bang and the car flipped and I stopped it then they were all crash bang bang and I smashed them all together and the officer was all huh? What? And I’m so pumped up right now! Okay it’s late guys. This is Hero Girl saying stay strong and be a hero! Bye!”

Maria continues running her Hero Girl channel on the weekends. Despite some pretty amazing feats most people believe that “Hero Girl” is a fake and everything is special effects.

The Hero Girl channel flies under the radar and has very few views. Two years into her weekend outings she is devastated to hear the news that the international super villain BadGuy was actually her Uncle Mike and now he’s locked up in Delta City’s Ultramax Prison for 10 lifetimes.

It kept getting worse as President Drumph was elected and started proposing outlawing superheroines and building walls. Then Latina Heat of all people sides with Drumph’s insane border wall even agreeing that people south of the border were rapists and drug dealers. Then MAGAforce was created by Drumph. Everything was turning on its head and it seemed the world stopped making sense.

The following week the news was reporting about a crisis in Delta City. Superwoman was battling MAGAforce alone and the Ultramax Prison has been opened up and dangerous villains were heading right for downtown Delta City. A few chopper clips showed Superwoman fighting MAGAforce and winning, but the federal government made it a no fly zone.

Maria put on her costume and flew to Delta City as fast as she could. “I just hope I can help!” she thought to herself.

Dimitri had to change his last name to something more American and plain, he settled on Smith. The robotics lab had grown into a massive supplier of androids for Mike White’s organization over the past 10 years.

Androids ranging from manufacturing to elite security. His android designs were so sought after it made him a wealthy man as Mike White paid a premium to keep him in his employ. Mike White had also become friendly with Dimitri and Maria. To Maria he was known as “Uncle Mike.”

Dimitri and Maria lived in a massive mansion in downtown Omega City. Maria would spend her days home schooled and received private ballet lessons during the day. After dinner when Dimitri returned home he would train her to control her telekinesis powers.

To keep Maria safe and give some semblance of a family Dimitri created a personal android for the home. His androids were easily passable as human and this one was no different. He built her and gave her the face of his wife Raya. She was created as an idealized version of a 1950s house wife. She wore a flower printed dress with a bow in the back and a pearl necklace. She looked exactly like a model from a 1950s refrigerator advertisement. Her programming was designed to be “pleasant and motherly”. Her duties included all cooking and cleaning for the mansion as well as educating Maria and playing with her and keeping her company. Dimitri called this android “Maternal Articulated Macrocell Android or MAMA for short.

Today was the morning of Maria’s 10th birthday. It was a typical morning as Mama served breakfast with a smile on her face.

“Pancakes, your favorite for the birthday girl! And plain eggs with coffee for you Dimitri.” Mama says smiling with an old fashioned cheerfulness. “Thank you Mama.” they reply. 

“You’re both very welcome. Dimitri your car will be here in 9 minutes and 13 seconds. Maria, after breakfast please proceed to the classroom for schooling. 

“Mama will you make me a birthday cake today? Maria asks. “Of course I will silly willy! It’s your birthday!” Mama replies cutely touching Maria’s nose. 

Dimitri gets up from the table and kisses Maria on the head. “Mama there will be one more for dinner tonight.” he says. 

“Who’s coming over Papa?” Maria asks. “It’s a surprise little one.” he replies as he takes his suit jacket and leaves. 

“Have a wonderful day at work Dimitri!” Mama says smiling. 

Later that evening Dimitri returns home with Mike White. “Uncle Mike!” Maria screams running into him with a hug. “Little Maria, you’re getting so big. I heard you’re 8 today.” Mike says smiling. 

“I’m 10.” Maria says. “Wow 10? Maybe you’re too old for the gift I got you.” 
“You got me a gift?” She asks as Mike hands her a wrapped box he hid behind his back. “Happy birthday Maria.” He says. 

“Welcome to our home Mr. White. We love having friends over. We wish you could visit more often. Would you like me to get you an alcoholic beverage before dinner?” Mama asks. 

“Thank you Mama I’ll take a whiskey neat. I was in Delta City buying real estate and just got back. I feel like that city is on the cusp of a major rise.” Mike says as he explains his plans to expand into the norotoriously bad Delta City. 

After dinner they celebrate Maria’s birthday with cake. Maria opens Mike’s present and pulls out a Delta City Superwoman doll. 

“Wow thanks Uncle Mike she’s so beautiful! Who is Superwoman?” Maria asks. 

“You’re welcome Maria. I found her at a local toy shop on my trip to Delta City. Superwoman was a powerful heroine who fought for people who couldn’t fight for themselves. She could fly, lift cars and bullets would just bounce off her…she made her city safe and children loved her.” Mike explains. “Wow…she sounds aweseome.” Maria says. 

“Yes, we heard of this American Superwoman in Soviet Russia. She met gruesome end at hands of very bad men. Now Delta City is terrible place full of criminals and danger. So terrible even Justice League stays out of that place.” Dimitri explains. 

“Well, if you ask me I think the Justice League’s days are numbered. I have it on strong authority that they accept bribes from criminals to keep that ridiculous satellite base in orbit operational. Besides, there’s only one single crime boss in Delta City. Guy calls himself “The Conquistador”. A few chess moves and the cops take him down. Simple.” Mike says. 

“Mike, why you know so much of criminal underworld? This is not a concern for legitimate capitalist such as you?” Dimitri asks. 

“On the contrary Dimitri! As you know I’ve been expanding the HERROS-MASHER division of my international conglomerate. Local crime bosses always play a role in construction unions and many have the police on their payroll. Delta City Police are no exception. My new Shadows construction force will be vital to any new buildings I erect. It’s good business to know who to pay off… or eliminate.” Mike says. 

Mama’s programming deduces this conversation will lead to unsavory subjects for a 10 year old and her moral protection protocols engage… 
“Okay Birthday girl! I think it’s time to get ready for beddy by!” Mama says gleefully. “Okay Mama, can you teach me more about Superwoman tomorrow?” Maria asks. “Of course silly willy, but only after our regular lessons.” Mama explains.

“Good night Papa!” Maria says hugging her dad as he kisses her head. “Sweet dreams my love.” he replies. “Good night Uncle Mike!” she says hugging him. “Good night little Superwoman.” he says as he watches her walk upstairs making her new doll fly in her hand “wooosh!” 

“If you boys won’t be needing anything else I’ll head to my bedroom to recharge. Please leave the dishes I’ll be more than happy to clean them before the sun comes up!” Mama says with her constant pleasant smile.
“Of course, go recharge, thank you Mama.” Dimitri says.

“Have a wonderful evening gentlemen!” she says cheerfully then turns around to head upstairs.

Mama’s bedroom looked exactly like the room of a woman with the exception of her “bed” which was a high tech diagnostics slab which recharged her and could fix anything damaged on her and bring her back to 100% operational status if necessary.
“So, Mike, you have come to celebrate with my family and you’re always welcome here, but I sense you have something else on your mind.” Dimitri says.

Mike smiles. “Dimitri, you’re one of the smartest people I know. I’ve developed a new metal, an unbreakable metal, which I want you to incorporate into an elite line of military grade android for me.”
“Very interesting. Will you be selling this to military?” Dimitri asks.

“No, this will be for personal use. They will be used to support my Shadow agents in the field. This is our chance to make a positive change in the world Dimitri. To ensure tyrants and dictators never control our lives or ever hurt our loved ones.” Mike says.

“Yes, I will help you execute goal of global peace.” Dimitri says.
“Excellent Dimitri! I will have the head of my Shadow Forces meet you with specifications tomorrow at your office. Her name is Renee Stellato from Boston.”

1999 in a rural town just outside of Moscow. Dimitri and his pregnant wife plan for a future filled with hope. A new baby on the way and a new family beginning. The USSR now a memory as a hopeful democracy takes root. The couple in their mid forties retired and ready to raise a family. 

Dimitri is a gifted scientist who specializes in androids. His robots are so lifelike and intelligent he begins getting international attention. His wife Raya is a simple homemaker who spent her earlier life as a “KGB asset”. That night, as they sat by the fireplace a knock at the front door startled them. Dimitri opens the door to see several former KGB agents asking for Raya. She walks to the door and asks what they want. 

“Raya, your skills are needed once again for Mother Russia. We need The Red Ghost.” The lead agent says.
“Nyet, I no longer work for KGB. KGB no longer exists and I am pregnant to be mother soon. You leave.” she replies.

The former agents mumble amongst themselves all pointing at Raya’s pregnant belly. “When will baby be born?” they ask.

“Next year, two months from now.” she replies.

“Very well, Raya, you are owned by KGB property. We come back for baby and you will work with us for more missions.”

Raya nods in agreement as she realizes there is no reasoning with these men. The men leave. 

“Raya, this country is changing, but it is full of corruption still. We cannot raise baby in this place. We must go to America. KGB will want you to use your power to kill… Again! ” Dimitri says.

“Dimitri, America will not take me. I am Red Ghost. They know what I have done in the name of Mother Russia.” Raya says.

“We must try Raya! You know many KGB secrets and my androids are very sought after. We have special skills. We must try! For the sake of our baby!” Dimitri says.

Two months later a healthy baby girl is born to Dimitri and Raya. They name her Maria. Dimitri has made little progress obtaining visas for his family to flee and the agents would be coming for his family anytime now. Raya, on the other hand, has connections from her years of international espionage. 

“Dimitri, I made deal with American businessman. He is powerful and will make legal papers quickly from his connections. You will make robots for him and he will give you and Maria good life as citizen of America.” she says.

“That is good news my love. We will be safe in America. Our baby will have good life.” Dimitri says happily.
“We leave tonight on American plane in field.” Raya explains.
That night as they packed a military convoy rolls up to their home. “Raya we must go now, they are here!” Dimitri yells as Raya scoops up baby Maria. “We leave through back door!” Dimitri yells.

The men start pounding on the door. Then they kick it in. “Red Ghost! You are coming with us!”

“Dimitri take Maria” Raya says handing her baby off. Then she raises her hands and the two men are telekinetically thrown back. “Go! Go!” she yells to Dimitri as they run out of the back of the house. The family runs through the field as the Russian military gives chase.

“We cannot outrun them Raya!” Dimitri yells out. “Just keep running!” Raya yells as she forces trees to topple over slowing down the convoy. Two Russian tanks break through the log jam and continue. The tanks start to shell the family. In response Raya sent the shells back at the convoy taking out two trucks filled with soldiers. 
“Dimitri, plane is over the ridge. Go now!” Raya says as she turns around to face the coming army. Dimitri looks at her confused while holding Maria. He could see the plane with a man in a white suit standing in the door waving. 

“Raya? What are you doing? We go to America together as family!” Dimitri asks as he watches her hold her hand up and hold back shell after shell. The convoy is stopped behind a wall of telekinesis as bullets, grenades and missles are all held in mid air.

 
Raya turns to him lovingly with tears in her eyes. “No my love, military will destroy plane. I will give you time to leave. Go now or I will make you go. Give Maria a good life in America.”
Dimitri kisses his wife tearfully. “I will love no other woman for the rest of my days.” he says. “You will love our daughter.” she replies as she lifts her other arm holding back the Russian military. “Dimitri! Teach her well.” Raya says. 

Dimitri runs for the plane with Maria in his arms.  The man in the white suit welcomes them into the plane. After a quick conversation about his wife they close the door and the planes engines fire up. 

Raya watches as the plane starts to taxi off. She holds the military back with increasing difficulty. Her nose starts to bleed as she screams in rage at the men trying to kill her family. 
“RED GHOST! SURRENDER NOW! YOU ARE PROPERTY OF KGB!” The Captain in charge booms his voice over the loudspeaker. 

“NYET!” she replies as explosion after explosion slam into her telekinetic wall. Finally the plane takes flight and rockets into the night sky. Red Ghost can no longer hold the military back as her wall collapses a massive fireball consumes her and the resulting shockwave blows back the military in a mushroom cloud of energy. 

On the jet Dimitri sits in a seat holding his baby. It is a highly advanced luxurious aircraft. The man in white looks out the window as he views the mushroom cloud on the ground. Then he looks at Dimitri.

 
“Dimitri, I’m sorry about your wife. Red Ghost was a good friend of mine. I truly admired her work.” 
Dimitri just looked off distantly before realizing his sponsor was talking to him. “I’m sorry, I…I’m in shock. Forgive me. What was your name again?” Dimitri asks. 

“No, forgive me Dimitri. You can call me Mike… Mike White.” He says while looking at baby Maria. “Is your baby special like her mother? Does she have the gift?” he asks. 

“No, Mr. White. She is quite ordinary. No abilities.” Dimitri responds.

 
“That’s too bad. Listen Dimitri, I can set you up in any city you want. New York, LA, Chicago…” Mike White says. 
“Omega City… I want to live in Omega City. They have the best ballet conservatory. Raya wanted our baby to learn ballet.” Dimitri responds. 
Mike smiles. “You Russians sure do love your ballet. You got it. Once you’re settled in we’ll get your robotics lab up and running. Looking forward to having your exclusive androids in my organization.” He says. 

“Mr. White, you are obviously a rich man. But are you a good man?” Dimitri asks. 

Mike smiles at this question. “Dimitri, in America the good guys wear white.”

Tommy Jr. rifled through his father’s trunk. It was part of the trust he was given on his 18th birthday. Tommy Sr. had died in prison years ago. Young Tommy never knew his dad and nobody would ever bring him up. He had no idea why his father went to prison. So, he was excited to see what his father had left him. 

As he went through the trunk he found strange items inside. A manilla envelope with a torn pair of pantyhose inside labeled Superwoman 1987, a bottle of chloroform, and grainy Polaroid pictures of a woman in a red mask with glitter streaking from her face and into her hair sprayed head. She was unconscious or barely conscious in the photos while in a makeshift wrestling ring.

Tommy liked the look of her. He held the hose in his hand and found himself aroused. He found a letterman jacket with an F on the front. The back of the jacket had Frat Boys lettered on. Then he found an old videotape with a letter to him. 

“Dear Son, You may not know me, but I was once part of a fraternity called The Frat Boys. We were dedicated to having fun, wrestling, and putting powerful women in their place. Our greatest achievement was capturing Superwoman. We use a specially formulated chloroform that’s also a muscle relaxant. I left you the formula. Play this tape and see how your dad took out a Superheroine! I hope you’re proud of me. Frat Boys 4 life!”

Plugging in the VCR and hitting play Tommy watched as Superwoman kicked a door in and walked into the room. She was so strong and confident as she tossed Frat Boys around like nothing. Then his dad managed to sneak up behind Superwoman. Tommy Jr. watched in awe as Superwoman had a rag over her face and she was weakening. He loved how she moaned like she wanted to fight, but couldn’t. The Frat Boys tied her up and started to videotape her up close. They took her boots and panned her legs and feet with the camera. They tossed her into a wrestling ring and beat her sexy unconscious body. Then they kept her weak and confused by forcing pills down her throat. The Frat Boys laughed and Hi fived each other. Then they put a mask on her mouth and nose that was soaked in chloroform. Tommy Jr. loved how they had managed to tame Superwoman despite not having powers. They had manged to humiliate the most powerful woman in the world. This is what he wanted to do. He wanted to live up to dads legacy and humiliate powerful women. He wanted to bring The Frat Boys back! He decided to start small and work his way up to a superheroine. 

Months Later…

Reports of women being abducted in Omega City were on the rise. First was head cheerleader for Omega High. She was chloroformed and drugged then thrown into a wrestling ring. She was beaten then tossed onto the street. Next was a young city councilwoman, then a police woman. Each victim was lured to their locations through very clever traps. Each victim reported a group of college aged boys calling themselves The Frat Boys were responsible. The Omega City Police Department vowed to capture these misguided youths.

Days later… 

Omega Girl has become a bonafide celebrity. Hanging out with the legendary Superwoman and her friends was just the start. Her intense social media footprint made her very accessible. She would reply to comments and even direct messages. The public absolutely adored the perky young superheroine. The national paparazzi were obsessed with her every move. She was happy to give interviews and loved her fans. 
So when she received a request from a start up podcast called “Our Favorite Heroes!” she listened to a few episodes and they seemed like nerdy boys who genuinely loved heroes, especially superheroines. They had occasional guests like a police officer and a fire fighter, but no guest more famous than Omega Girl. She agreed to do the podcast in person. The boys were thrilled to interview their special guest. 

The ramp up to the podcast was tremendous. Just the mention of Omega Girl as a guest increased the listener base of their podcast massively. They decided to live stream the interview to appease the publics desire to see all things Omega Girl.
Omega Girl arrives at the podcast “studio” which was really the basement of the hosts house. He requested it be kept secret to avoid paparazzi staking out his property. As she enters the house the boys are in complete awe. Her white leotard and sexy white tights, feet covered in blue flats and blue mask. The boys were practically tripping over themselves to make her comfortable. She sits at a round table with her back to the door. The host is directly across from her while she’s flanked by two co-hosts. They briefly discuss the format and how the show will go then they hit record and suddenly the entire event is streaming live online…

The host begins his usual intro then introduces his very special guest Omega Girl. The show goes well as they discuss her adventures in crime fighting: What it was like to dominate MAGAforce, her social media popularity, her amazing super friends. Then he begins to ask more provocative questions.

“Okay so, you’re crazy popular and so many comments on your posts. What’s the craziest thing people post all the time?” He asks.

“Umm… I get alot of marriage proposals… Lots of messages of support which is awesome… Ummm craziest thing is probably requests to take off my shoes and show my feet. That’s like, so strange.” she says.

“Yeah that is nuts! Okay well, you move your fingers and arms around when you’re dominating people. Why is that?” host asks.

“Without my hands and arms my powers won’t work. I need to be able to direct my telekinesis to make it work so flawlessly.” she explained.

Then the host decides to play a game. “Okay so we’re all gonna hold hands in a circle and I’ll ask you questions. We’re going to see if you can read our minds by holding hands.” he says. Omega Girl laughs. “I’m not a mind reader, but I’ll try.” She giggles at the silly stunt. 

Omega Girl holds her hands out as the co-hosts flanking her gently takes them. They comment on her slender fingers and small hands. One of them jokes the whole thing is just a ploy to touch her. She’s instructed to close her eyes as she laughs at the silliness of this skit. The door behind her opens slowly as a massive young man named “Meat” sneaks in behind the unsuspecting heroine in white. 

“Okay Omega Girl, first question. Are you susceptible to chloroform?” The host asks. 

Omega Girl with her eyes closed giggles. “Uh, what’s chloroform?” 

“MMMMMPPPHHH!!!!!” Omega Girl struggles as Meat slaps his giant hands filled with a chloro rag over her mouth and nose! The co-hosts squeeze Omega Girls hands tightly and hold her arms down with their body weight making sure she can’t use her amazing powers. 

Her eyes pop open wide with surprise behind her sexy blue mask. Her lightly shadowed eyes watching the host as he puts on a letterman jacket and a backwards baseball cap. The jacket had Frat Boys written on it as the cap had an F on it.

“We’ve got you now Omega BITCH! Feeling a little helpless? Getting sleepy HERO?!” Tommy mocked as he watched Omega Girl struggle to free her arms before the chloroform took her to a humiliating defeat. Her dancers body heaving as her white nyloned legs kicked uselessly under the table. Tommy laughed as the mighty Omega Girl slowly became weaker as her eyes started to close.
“You walked right into our trap just like the arrogant bitch I know you are. Now your capture is streaming online you attention whore!” Tommy yells as he takes Omega Girls phone from her belt and turns it on. “Let’s add another video to your YouTube channel!” He mocks as he holds the phone up to record his face with the weakening Omega Girl in the background. 

“Hey Omega Fans! We’re THE FRAT BOYS! and we just captured your precious Omega Girl. Look at her passing out… Oh! There she goes…defeated and limp….” Tommy narrated as he pulled the chair out with the now limp and unconscious heroine. Her arms at her sides as he tossed her slumping head back to reveal her pretty masked face. Then he lifted up her leg to show off her famous white nylons. 

“I hear a lot of you guys want to see Omega Girls feet. Time to see if they’re worth the wait!” He says as he slips off the blue ballet flat to reveal a small nyloned foot with pretty pink nail polish visible under the white hose. He runs his fingers over the tips of her toes and loves the feeling of soft shimmery fabric. He takes her limp foot and puts her toes in his mouth as he inhales the aroma and taste of her tiny foot. Tommy drops her foot and smiles into her still recording phone. “That’s it for this episode Omega NERDS! But don’t worry, you’ll see alot more of Omega Slut online” he says as he finishes recording and hits upload. 

Suddenly Omega Girls phone vibrates with an incoming call. The caller ID says “Superwoman” on it. Tommy smiles as he answers. “Hello Superbitch!” he mocks. 

“Let her go right now and I won’t beat you unconscious when I catch you.” Superwoman says. 

“Your time will come Superwoman. The Frat Boys are gonna take you down again. Just like we did in 1987.” Tommy mocks. 

“Delusional little boy. I’m coming for you.” Superwoman threatens. 

“Check out The Frat Boys channel on YouTube Superwoman. You’ll see how delusional we are.”Tommy says as he ends the call. The entire conversation streamed online and soon The Frat Boys channel had 1 million views. The old 1987 Superwoman defeat at the hands of Tommy sr. suddenly went viral. Now the world was witnessing Omega Girl defeated in real time and Superwoman defeated from 1987.

“We’ll be returning in 1 hour. The Frat Boys need to move to a ring where you get see how tough Omega Girl really is!” He says as the channel went dark.

1 hour later…

The feed returns as Omega Girl is unconscious in the center of a delapidated wrestling ring. Her hands are bound behind her back with duct tape squeezing her fingers together. Her elbows were also painfully bound together. On her face was one of her blue flats. The foot opening covering her mouth and nose as the shoe was stuffed with soaked chloro rags. The shoe was secured with tape around her head. A truly humiliating image, but more humiliating were the vicious trolls commenting on Omega Girls channel.

“Attention whore finally getting what she deserves!” “Privledged cunt! I hope they cum on her face!””Make the little whore cry! FRAT BOYS RULE!”
Then Tommy rips off the shoe from her face and grabs a handful of her dark hair. He puts smelling salts under her nose as her face reacts to the smell. Omega Girls eyes flutter open slowly as she focuses to see four Frat Boys surrounding her. Her arms helplessly bound as she tries to stand on her nyloned feet. Looking around at the blood thirsty Frat Boys. 

“Why are you guys doing this?” Omega Girl asks.

Tommy smiles a sick toothy grin at her while she manages to finally stand. “Time to put you in your place whore. Your online fans are waiting.”
Tommy brings his foot into her core doubling her over. Meat slams a double fist into her back sending her to her knees. The third Frat Boy sends a knee into the side of her head knocking her onto her side. Her arms behind her back unable to defend herself the fourth Frat Boy stands her up then wraps his arms around from behind and lifts her off her feet in a painful bearhug..

Omega Girls white nyloned feet dangling feet off the mat as she moaned in agony while her lungs and ribs were being compressed. “I… I… can’t.. breathe.. please..”

Tommy grabs Omega Girls phone and records another episode on Omega Girls YouTube channel… 

“Hi Omega Nerds! Another episode of overrated attention whore here! Look at how heroic she is whimpering like that. Big bad Omega slut. Oh, I’m just an innocent goody good girl who likes to dress like a slut and dominate men. Well now it’s time to teach sluts like this who’s really in charge… MEN! ” Tommy says as he backhands the gasping Omega Girl. 

Just before Omega Girl passes out they drop the helpless little girl as she gulps air into her crushed lungs. While she’s laying on the mat the Frat Boys bring a folding table into the ring and open it up. Meat scoops up the helpless girl and climbs to the top rope with her. Omega Girl looks terrified as he throws her off the top rope and back first into the table shattering it in half. She screams in pain as her bound hands and elbows takes the full brunt of the fall. Laying in a pile of splintered wood and metal. 

Tommy and Meat go under the ring and take out two folding metal chairs. The other two Frat Boys are moving towards the beaten Omega Girl. She suddenly uses her dancers body and points her legs with flexed feet at the two Frat Boys closest to her. Focusing her telekinetic powers at the boys they levitate into the air. A quick flick of her feet and the boys are sent flying out of the ring. It was hard for her to control her powers this way. As the two Frat Boys crashed into a row of chairs Tommy and Meat climbed back into the ring on either side of her. Trying to move her legs and feet to capture them was futile as they each grabbed a pantyhose glazed leg and held them. Her tiny feet flexing and pointing as parts of the ceiling shook. Tommy yells out to the boys outside the ring. 

“We got her legs! Get those chairs and open them up right here!” He orders as the boys come to and comply. Tommy and Meat then put each of Omega Girls struggling feet into the half open chairs holding them in place while the other two Frat Boys use their full body weight to close the chairs on her sexy ankles! 

“Aaaaeeeeiiiii” Omega Girl screams as her ankles are severely sprained. 
Tommy stands over his powerless victim smiling. “You think you can defend yourself bitch? This ain’t The Omega Girl wins storyline. It’s the Omega Girl learns her fucking place storyline!” He says as he picks up a folding chair and smashes it into her nyloned knee! Meat grabs the other chair and smashes her other knee multiple times. Then the boys stand back to watch the now damaged legs of Omega Girl lay uselessly on the mat as she cries in pain. The entire world watching in real time. 

Then Omega Girl watches in horror as each of them pulls their hard cocks out. “You ever see a cock, bitch? You’re about to get more than you can handle!” Tommy yells out. 

“NO! NO! I…. I DON’T CONSENT!” The inexperienced Omega Girl yells out. 

The Frat Boys erupt into thunderous laughter. “That’s not how it works bitch! We don’t give a fuck about consent!” Tommy says as he pushes the thin strip of crotch fabric aside and rips a hole in her white pantyhose exposing her pussy. 

Meat straddles Omega Girls chest and drops his cock on her chin while Tommy takes her pussy. The other two are satisfied to use her feet. Then the four boys use the innocent heroine as Meat forces his cock down her throat and Tommy pounds the perfect pussy of Omega Girl. The cameras catching every moment of Omega Girls indignant humiliation.

Meanwhile…. 

Frat Boys spotters have been positioned throughout Omega City. Superwoman has been flying around trying to find the wrestling ring with no luck. Nobody knew where the stream was originating from and the OCPD were flummoxed. The spotters could tell Superwoman didn’t know where to go. Then her cell phone rings. She takes her phone from the hidden compartment in her boot…

 
“Hello, I have tracked Omega Girls phone signal to 5632 Industrial Way. An abandoned gym in the South District. Please assist her. Have a wonderful day!” The call ended as Omega Girls MAMA android had managed to use her abilities to locate her. Superwoman flies towards the area. 

Back in the ring… 

The boys pull out of Omega Girl and shower their vile semen all over her. Meat covers her face and chest while Tommy blasts all over her belly and hosed thighs. The remaining boys shoot all over her feet and down her legs. The semen soaks into her leotard and pantyhose as her hair, mask and mascara now covered in humiliation. Tommy grabs the camera and shoves it in her sobbing face as he roughly grabs her hair, controlling her like a pimp taming one of his stable bitches. 
“Tell Omega City you’re an attention whore and The Frat Boys broke you!” Tommy commands.

“No…” She sobbingly defies.
Tommy grabs at her mask and threatens to remove it. “Say it or the world finds out who you really are. Then we find every member of your family and do this to them!”

Terrified for her loved ones Omega Girl gives in. “Okay…please…don’t take my mask…” she sobs.

“Fucking say it cunt!” Tommy orders.
Omega Girl looks into the camera a broken shell of the innocent exuberant young heroine warrior she was earlier. “I’m an attention whore and The Frat Boys broke me…” she says reluctantly with tears mixed with semen running down her face.
Tommy laughs. “FRAT BOYS RULE!” He says as he reaches for her mask anyway and starts to pull it away from her young beautiful face. She turns her head to resist. “No! You said you wouldn’t! You promised!” she says.

Tommy laughs more. “Stupid naive cunt. You’re days of being Omega Girl are fucking over! Here she is without her mask….” Tommy is about to pull the mask off when he’s interrupted.
“Tommy we gotta go man, spotters say she’s coming!” The Frat Boy warns.
All four of them run away as they leave Omega Girl in the ring with the tiniest amount of dignity left as her mask remained in place. 

Moments later the metal doors fly off their hinges as Superwoman enters the empty gym. The cameras capture everything as the world watches the sexy Superwoman fly over to Omega Girl. The contrast between the two superheroines was stark when you saw them together. Superwoman was young, but compared to Omega Girl she was a true woman. The little girl vibe Omega Girl gave off was  completely overshadowed by the powerful sexiness of the world’s most beautiful masked defender in red.
Superwoman easily frees Omega Girl from her bondage. Omega Girl cries as she hugs Superwoman. Finally free from her terrifying and humiliating ordeal. Superwoman holds Omega Girl in her arms comforting the beaten little girl. Superwoman has known defeat and she knows how Omega Girl feels. Superwomans kindness knows no bounds. Which is why so many comments on the feed were about how badly the trolls wanted to see The Frat Boys take out Superwoman!

She reaches for Omega Girls phone and sees Tommy had uploaded the video before he fled. Then the world watches as Superwoman walks over to the camera and faces it. The world getting an up close look at the perfect face of Superwoman. “You’ll pay for this Frat Boys. I promise you’ll pay.” She threatens as she shuts down the feed.

THE END

Epilogue:
Omega Girl receives an outpouring of support from the world. Her humiliating defeat only humanized her more and made her more popular. Everyone wanted to see her succeed. She took a short break from social media, but soon returned as she was encouraged by the tremendous support she received from fans. Many of her fans were high profile celebrities who used her ordeal to push the #metoo agenda.
However, Omega Girls defeat was popular on porn sites as the raw footage was edited many times to cater to individual fetishes. Superwoman 1987 was also very popular on porn sites which underlines the fact that although most people are decent, they still secretly want to see powerful women put in their place.