WARNING: This story contains graphic violence, nudity and non-consensual scenes. It is intended for, and should only be read, by mature adults, over twenty-one years of age.

Dyssi Daim: “Despite two cowardly, illegal kicks, UltraFemme has bravely stumbled to her feet! She really looks hurt though! Her knees are buckling! I don’t know how much more of this she can take! The Space Woman isn’t giving our gallant champion any time to recover. She’s going after UltraFemme with her fists, again!”

  

Dyssi Daim: “Our Champion looks like she’s on her last legs! Her nose is bleeding and her face is badly bruised! The Space woman keeps hitting UltraFemme in the stomach…punch after punch…Earth's Mightiest Superheroine appears helpless! UltraFemme’s arms are dangling at her sides! She’s grunting and moaning in pain! You can hear her cries of pain all the way over here!   I thought UltraFemme was invulnerable, but I guess she’s not! The Space Woman hasn’t been hit yet!”

 

 

 

Dyssi Daim: “Wow! After pounding UltraFemme’s muscular abdomen to jelly, the Space Woman just kicked her in the jaw! Now she’s grabbing UltraFemme’s arms from behind! UltraFemme is struggling to get loose, but her brave struggle appears useless. The Space Woman is just too strong for her!

Dyssi Daim: "Oh, the Space Woman just threw UltraFemme against the side of her ship!   UltraFemme can barely stand up! Her eyes are glazed and she’s moaning in pain!  Forgive me for saying so, Ladies and Gentleman of our viewing audience, but UltraFemme looks whipped!  Oh no! The Space Woman slapped UltraFemme across the face, as though to show her contempt for the mighty superheroine! UltraFemme just stood there, and took it!   How humiliating for our greatest champion!”

 

 
Dyssi Daim: “In another bizarre turn of events, after beating her soundly with her fists, the Space Woman is pulling UltraFemme’s boot off her foot, while the groggy superheroine helplessly hops on one foot!”  

Dyssi Daim: "Oh my goodness! The Space Woman has not only taken UltraFemme's boot off, but now she's pulled her halter down, from her breast!”

Dyssi Daim: (Off-microphone aside to cameraman.) (Hsst! Harry, get the damn camera off her boob! This is a family show...HARRY!)

Dyssi Daim:  “It almost seems as though this Alien woman is bent on humiliating UltraFemme before the eyes of the world!”

Dyssi Daim: (Off-microphone aside to cameraman.) (Yeah and she’s doing a hell of a good job of it too! Murphy Brown’s superheroine buddy doesn’t look so great now, does she?)

Dyssi Daim: “Yes Ladies and Gentlemen! It appears the alien woman is bent on totally humiliating UltraFemme! She's taken her other boot off and now...now, she's ripping the bottom portion of UltraFemme's uniform off and throwing it on the ground in obvious contempt! Oh could anything be more humiliating than that?"

Dyssi Daim: (Off-microphone aside to cameraman.) (HARRY for chrissake! Get the camera off her twat! Show a close up of her face, or something! Jesus, are you crazy?)

 

Dyssi Daim: “ Oh, Ladies and Gentlemen, this is terrible! The alien has put UltraFemme’s gorgeous boots on herself!  UltraFemme is virtually cringing before her, obviously terrified of the Space Woman and totally humiliated! Oh! Our hearts go out to the gallant champion in what must be her worst, perhaps her only defeat!  We all believed she was invulnerable, invincible! Yet, today, we are seeing UltraFemme beaten up, and stripped nearly naked, before the eyes of the World! What could be more humiliating than that, for the World's most powerful superheroine? Ladies and Gentlemen, I know you join me in extending all our sympathy to our gallant champion in her hour of distress!”

Dyssi Daim: (Off-microphone aside to cameraman.) (No more than the goody-goody bitch deserves for giving Murphy Brown that exclusive interview after she promised it to me!)

 

Dyssi Daim: “Oh, the Space Woman is forcing UltraFemme down on her knees! UltraFemme is just kneeling there! I’m afraid I must say it! UltraFemme looks scared out of her wits!”

Dyssi Daim: “My God! The Space Woman has turned her back on UltraFemme, and bared her backside! She’s pointing to it! I think…I think... yes...she’s ordering UltraFemme to kiss her tukus! Surely no self-respecting woman, no superheroine, would ever do such a disgusting thing on world wide television!”

 

Dyssi Daim: “But yes! UltraFemme is swallowing her pride, and kissing the Space Woman’s backside!”

Dyssi Daim: (Off-microphone aside to cameraman.) (Hah! I’d like to have the bitch do that to me…on the Murphy Brown Show!)

 

Dyssi Daim: “Sorry, Ladies and Gentlemen, for that brief pause for station identification! We’re back now! Let me briefly recap for those of you who may have just joined us! An Alien Space craft landed here in Northern Virginia just hours ago. At the request of President Simpson, Earth’s mightiest superheroine, UltraFemme, greeted the alien visitor. In a bizarre turn of events, the Alien attacked UltraFemme and beat her nearly senseless, and otherwise totally humiliated her! Now, the Space Woman is tying UltraFemme’s arms over her head from a strut on her Space Ship!”

 

Dyssi Daim: “The Space Woman has taken some alien device from her costume. (I don't know where she was hiding it, in that outfit!) She's waving the thing under UltraFemme’s nose!  It looks like...It looks like…If I didn't know better, I'd hazard a guess that it is very similar to devices sold here on Earth in Adult Toy stores! I hesitate to say so, on a family show, but I believe it's some sort of two-pronged dildo! Whatever it is, UltraFemme is terrified!  The Superheroine is pleading with the Space Woman!”

 

Dyssi Daim: "Oh I can’t believe she did that to UltraFemme! How terrible! How disgraceful!  Oh, the humanity! I could just cry for the poor darling!  UltraFemme is squirming and writhing in agony! I know we all share her agony, and her shame! Oh dear! Can she ever hold her head up again in public?

Oh the Space Woman is coming this way!”

Dyssi Daim: (Off-microphone aside to cameraman.)  “Get the camera on the Alien, Harry! Never mind that superheroine bimbo’s twat!  Oh this is so exciting! I'm going to be the first reporter in the world's history to interview an alien! Put that in your smoke and pipe it, Murphy Brown!)

Dyssi Daim: “ Oh Madam Space Ambassador! This is such an honor! Let me be the fist to congratulate you, on your stunning, upset victory over UltraFemme! You certainly showed her, a thing or two!  The eyes of the whole world are on you, right now! What are you're feelings about your stunning victory? Can you share them with our audience?”

Carollamerde: “Shut up, Airhead, before I drag you over there with that other bimbo, and stick one of those things up your twat!   Is that camera turned on?   All right! Here's the deal! I want President Simpson and Secretary General Wu brought to me immediately, as hostages! I'll deal with the rest of your so-called Earth leaders, later!   If those two aren't here in chains in one hour, I'll destroy Washington D.C. and another one of your anthill cities every half-hour after that! Make no mistake! My ship has the capability to do it easily! You saw what I did to that silly bimbo over there, with the dildo up her twat and ass, and she was supposed to be the best you had, your greatest superheroine! What a laugh that is! That's just for starters!”

Dyssi Daim: “ The Space Woman is going back to her ship! I’m stunned, nearly speechless!   Well, Ladies and Gentlemen! You heard it here, on Channel 69 News! If President Simpson and Secretary General Wu aren’t surrendered to the Alien, in one hour, the Nation's Capital will be destroyed! What will be the decision of our government! Will it capitulate? Will it bow down to this alien terrorist ultimatum? We can only wait and see! Stay tuned to this Channel 69. You can be assured you’ll hear it here, first!”


In considerably less one hour, UltraFemme was joined in her shame, by the world's two other, most admired, public figures, President Millicent Simpson and Secretary General Elizabeth Wu!

Dyssi Daim: (Final off-microphone aside to cameraman.) ( Geez Harry! This whole thing has got me so hot! Let's find a motel room, quick, before we go back to the studio! I'm dripping!)