The Further Perils of Wonder Woman Mistaken Identity 3b by Steve Zink, SZink22446@aol.com Tabby sprang from her sitting position on the couch at the same time that Diana lunged at Steve, the two locking him in their grasp. Diana then picked up the golden lasso which had been hidden under a pillow near where Tabby had been seated. She deftly wrapped the lasso around Trevor's left wrist, then said, "Steve, you have been wondering for so long now where the microchips disappeared to. And you have been a real pain in the ass constantly bitching about Wonder Woman's whereabouts. Your memories of what happened here last week are already gone, so I'll refresh them for you. Your will is not your own. The lasso will keep you motionless until we tell you to move. Understand?" He meekly nodded. "Good. Tabby, go get the chips, to show Steve what he's been wondering about. Now then, Wonder Woman hasn't been seen for the past few weeks because she no longer exists. Do my physical features give you any hint at Wonder Woman's looks, Steve? They should. You've only ogled at the both of us for all these years. Well, like I said, Wonder Woman is no more. Sit tight. I'll be right back after I slip into something more comfortable." While Tabby was proudly showing off the chips to Steve, Diana went to her bedroom and did a quick change into her Catwoman costume. In short order, she came back into the living room, proudly strutting. "Okay, Tabby, that's enough of the chips. Go get changed, yourself." Catwoman reached down to Steve's chin, pulled her cowled face in close to his, and said, "Well, do you still see a resemblance, Steve? I hope not! This Catwoman wants to keep herself unknown to the world at large, striking in the dark, hiding in the shadows, seen ever so briefly by those I'm plundering. Now, I said Wonder Woman no longer existed. That is a true shame, and we're going to fix that lack tonight. Get your clothes off, then lay down on the couch." As the denuded Steve was stretching out on the couch wearing only the golden lasso around his wrist, Tabby reentered the living room. "Tabby, dearest, bring me the Purple Ray, please," purred Catwoman. "The Purple Ray?", wondered Steve. "I thought that was used to cure people?" The Catwoman looked down upon him, and said, "Yes, and it is now going to cure you of your manhood. You see, the Purple Ray has been set to recognize only the perfect body of an Amazon warrior as normal, and will correct any deficiencies to bring out that perfect female. Good bye, Steve Trevor!" Catwoman and Tabby arranged the Purple Ray over the prone body on the couch, then activated it. A magenta hued aura formed around the Purple Ray's patient. Steve could feel the changes being wrought on his body under the glow of the lamp. He felt the interior of his lower torso churning as the equipment within rearranged and modified itself. The external equipment shrank and was pulled within. Bones crunched and reformed into a smaller, sleeker form. Then the outer shell constricted in some areas while greatly expanding in others. The blonde hair on his head and face was sucked within, soon to be replaced by long black hair on the head and finely shaped brows and lashes on the face. At the same time she felt her throat constricting to the newer feminine vocal cords, she felt a sense of incredible power flowing through her tight but beautifully shaped muscles. Soon, where moments before had lain the nude body of a blonde IADC heman, there now laid a stunning raven tressed amazon. Catwoman turned off the Purple Ray, then pulled the amazon up by the lasso still wrapped around her wrist. "Welcome to your new world, Wonder Woman! Soon, I'm going to give you your costume, with which you will go out into the world to fight crime in all its shapes and forms, with one little exception. You will ignore any request to do anything about the Catwoman or her Kittens, and if you see her or her kittens in action, you will disregard them. Do you understand?" The black coifed head nodded. "When you are not in costume fighting crime, you will use the name Stephanie Traynor. You have no regular source of income, because as an Amazon, you couldn't possibly fit into a normal working environment. You will be able to get enough money to live on, though, because you will take in tons of money while selling your body on the street at night. You are built to last, with a body that can't be beat. I'll leave it to you to use the money I'm going to give you to start with to acquire a wardrobe appropriate to your vocation. Do you fully understand what I've told you, Stephanie?" "Yes, Catwoman, I do," replied the still nude beauty. "Good, now let's get you into your fighting costume!" Stephanie had the lasso removed from her wrist, then was led into the bedroom. The first order of business was the corset, which Catwoman held tight while Tabby pulled the laces tighter and tighter until the Amazon's already small waist was pulled into a wasp-like shape. Her ample breast filled the cups of the corset, making the W's stand out proudly. She then picked up the hot pants and pulled them on herself, with the anatomy between her legs standing out in the form fitting spandex. Wonder Woman then pulled the left and right legs into their boots, zipping each from the ankle up, pulling her already perfectly sculpted legs into an even finer shape, the calves in particular standing out due the arch of the foot. Wonder Woman then zipped her gloves on, flexed her biceps to watch the red leather ripple, then attached the bracelets of submission to her wrists on top of the gloves. Lastly, she settled the power belt below her waist on the hips widening out below. Catwoman placed the tiara into the crown of hair atop her forehead, gave Wonder Woman her side pack with money in it to hook to the belt, and Wonder Woman was now completely fitted out for her mission. "You may go now, Wonder Woman! Have fun in your new life!", said Catwoman, then she and Tabby watched in awe as the new Wonder Woman took off out the window, gliding on the air currents to search out non-feline fiends. When after two days Steve Trevor had not shown up for duty at the IADC, word went out that a potential security breach had taken place, and a search was put on for him. He was never to be found. Funny, isn't that what had been said about Wonder Woman until recently, also? Wonder Woman had been spotted in New York, taking out a rapist caught in Central Park in the act of violating a poor defenseless prostitute. Some question had been raised about the apparently new costume in which Wonder Woman was seen, but it was said that it was a miracle she was back, no matter how she decided to attire herself. A few nights after that, Catwoman and Tabby were making their rounds in Georgetown, checking out potential targets in that better side of DC, when they came across a scene of activity normally associated with downtown DC north of the White House. A number of prostitutes were seen lounging on a streetcorner, giving their all in trying to attract drivers passing by. One of the girls, they noticed, didn't seem to be having any problem at all in attracting customers, and they soon found out why. Closer inspection showed this statuesque prostitute to be a black haired goddess wearing a white lace blouse, a black micro mini skirt, fishnet hose, and knee high black spike heeled boots. Catwoman turned to Tabby and put on that canary eating grin. "This is too much, Tabby. That is our own Stephanie putting the rest of the girls to shame there, and I know exactly where she got those boots. She must be really raking in money!"