Superlass just returned from her swimming class, still dressed in her informal beachwear. She'd come straight home, knowing Supergran wanted to plant those new rosebushes, and she didn't want Gran to have to do all the work alone. She looked out on the verandah. Supergran's book was lying on the chaise longue but Supergran, herself, was no where to be seen.  Then, with her super hearing, Superlass heard a bloodcurdling scream from next door.

"Ommigosh! That sounds like Gran, and she's in trouble!"  Superlass thought in alarm.  She rushed across the lawn to the Luther house.

Wendy and Billy Luther were peering in the living room window, giggling and laughing.  Before she started college, as Betty White, Superlass had once baby-sat for the two monsters next door.  It hadn't been a pleasant experience for anyone involved, and Superlass had no love for the two brats.  They felt the same way about her.  "I'd like to take those little brats across my knee and spank their bottoms!"  Superlass thought, but this wasn't the time.

Just then, Superlass heard another blood curdling scream. She angrily grabbed Billy's ear and demanded an answer.

Wendy glanced at Billy, who still had Morganna's mysterious blue stone in his pocket.  "Use the stone!"   Wendy hissed.  Her cunning little brother was way ahead of her for a change.  Billy already had the stone out of his pocket.  As Superlass still painfully gripped his ear, Billy pressed the stone against the young, blonde superheroine's nubile young bosom.  Billy had often watched the shapely young crimefighter through her bedroom window, his mouth watering to touch one of those delightful pleasure mounds.

As it had her grandmother, and Silver Valkyrie, the evil trolls device swiftly drained Superlass's strength and powers.

Seeing the teen wonder stagger, the two tots from hell attacked, each tackling a shapely leg.  Without her super powers, and feeling weak and giddy, poor Superlass was as helpless to defend herself from the devilish duo, as Supergran had been against their nasty mother.

The terrible brats quickly upended the svelte, blonde heroine, and for a while tried to split her in two by tugging her long legs in opposite directions.

When the devilish pair failed to split Superlass in two, Wendy settled down on the young heroine's chest, and began to pound her face with hard little fists. Billy kept on twisting the neighborhood beauty queen's leg until he'd swiveled it about 360 degrees.

With all the strength she had left, Superlass heaved over, and tried to get away from the devilish duo, on her hands and knees.  Unfortunately for her,  the brats clung to her like leaches, Wendy's hard fists still pounding her head.

With one last desperate heave, Superlass rolled over and momentarily dislodged the brats, but before she could get up, Wendy started kicking her in the head, while Billy jumped up and down on her sore, aching tummy.

As Wendy and Billy kicked the teen wonder into unconsciousness, the last thing she heard was Supergran's loud, frantic continuous screams of pain from inside the house.  Superlass's last thought before she went under was:  "Ommigod what's that red-haired witch doing to my poor grandmother?"

Leticia had just laid aside the hairbrush, when there was a loud commotion outside the bedroom.  She stood up, spilling Supergran, still sobbing softly, on the floor.  Before opening the door, she sarcastically ordered the punished, ripely mature superheroine to go stand in the corner, like a naughty child, while she went to investigate.  Supergran seemed traumatized by the terrible things happening to her.  This nightmare just couldn't be true!   Her shock was so great, Supergran didn't have the heart to protest or disobey Leticia. It appeared Leticia had totally broken her spirit, with the cruel spanking.

Hardly knowing what she was doing, the magnificently aged, and full-blown, crimefighter stumbled to the corner, and stood obediently facing the wall, rubbing her very sore backside with the unconscious hurt gesture of a punished child.

When Leticia opened the bedroom door, there stood Wendy and Billy proudly displaying their catch.

"Ommigosh!  What have you kids got there?  Looks like you bagged another one of those pesky super sluts from next door!  Well, you know the rule with new pets! You take her downstairs to the rumpus room, and play with her, there, awhile!  I've still got business with her interfering grandmother!"

The nosy brats naturally tried to peek into the bedroom, but Leticia blocked the door. "No, no!  You don't want to see the nasty old lady's bare behind!  The shameless slut!  You go on down to the basement, like I told you!"

As Supergran rubbed her very sore bottom, she turned her head, and with a start of horror saw, through the bedroom door, her beloved granddaughter slung like a slaughtered deer, from a pole by Leticia's devilish children.  She heard the brave, young crimefighter moan, and the sound pierced her heart.

Forgetting everything, Supergran tried to run to her granddaughter's aid, but Leticia brought the veteran Superheroine back to harsh reality. She caught Supergran's arm in a viselike grip, and stingingly smacked her scorched bottom.

"Need another spanking with the hairbrush, you stupid old bag?"  Leticia sneered, and Supergran slunk shamefully back to the corner, sobbing louder at her cowardice.

As the children carried the moaning Superlass off to the basement, Leticia turned back to Supergran. "Never mind that blond slut granddaughter of yours!  She's in good hands!"  Leticia laughed.  "Now, it's time for you and I to get comfortable!  Of course, you don't have much of that silly Superheroine costume left, but take off what is left!  Oh, you can leave the boots and pearls on. You'll look sluttier, that way!"

As she spoke, Leticia removed her green house dress and purple panties.  Supergran looked away, embarrassed by the odious, fat woman's unappetizing nakedness.  When she didn't move to comply with the order, Leticia pulled the sash from around her waist.  "I said: 'take it off', Super slut!"

Her super powers stolen by magic, beaten into submission by Leticia's fists and then mortified by that hideous spanking, Supergran seemed to be in a trance.  Leticia had just about destroyed all will to resist.  She was terrified to protest or disobey.  Moving as slowly as she could, Supergran pulled her blue sweater off, and then stepped out of her sky blue panties, already tangled around her knees.

Leticia brazenly inspected Supergran's denuded form.  "I gotta admit the old bag is pretty well preserved!"  Leticia thought, appreciatively.  "A lot of twenty-five year olds would kill for a body like that. And those tits are the size of watermelons, but they hardly sag at all!"

Spanking the beautiful, silver-haired Superheroine had greatly excited Leticia. Now, she brazenly reached out and roughly fingered Supergran's pussy, with arrogant assurance.   Supergran jumped as though she'd been goaded by an electric cattle prod. Supermom had told her of Leticia's perverse proclivities, but she never could have imagined in her worst nightmare, that Leticia would ever be in a position to turn them on her, the venerable Dean of Superheroines.

Supergran shuddered in horror as Leticia crudely violated her most personal  intimacy.  This degrading, invasive abuse was even more hideously appalling than the awful spanking!  Oh she must escape those horrid, wriggling fingers, like slimy worms inside her body!  Trapped in the corner, Supergran's only hope of escape was to get by Leticia.   The gallant superheroine strained to push the evilly laughing witch aside, but hard as she tried, Supergran couldn't  budge the odious redhead an inch.

Leticia laughed at Supergran's enfeebled gestures of resistance.  "Relax old lady and enjoy it!"  She snickered.

With a horrified moan of despair, Supergran realized there was no escape from Leticia's possessive, wriggling grip.  Trembling tensely, in disgust, she had no choice but to submit to the brutish molestation.  How could she endure this horror?

Yet after the harrowing ordeal of being defeated, spanked and dominated by the malicious Leticia, Supergran was terribly susceptible to those insidious fingers wriggling inside of her, toying with her clitoris.  Cowed by new born terror, Supergran succumbed to Leticia's demeaning manipulations.  Her body trembled violently, and she moaned in passionate response, soon surrendering to an explosive sexual climax.

Seeing Supergran surrender to the unwilling orgasm, Leticia sighed in delight.  It was such fun to impose her will on the redoubtable veteran Superheroine!  She sank down on the hassock, again.

"Okay, Superbimbo!  My feet are killing me!  These sneakers help some, but dealing with you dumb bimbo superheroines always makes my corns hurt for some reason.  The next item on our agenda is a foot massage!"

Overcome by her shameful surrender to the vile redhead's rapacious fingers, America's most venerable superheroine resignedly sank to her knees at Leticia's feet.  In the shock of defeat and frightful abuse, the strong, resolute superheroine was rapidly losing all will to resist Leticia's hateful dominance.  Kneeling abjectly at the witch's feet, the cowed superheroine submissively    took leticia's foot in her hands, and removed the sneaker.  She started to rub the toes.

"Not  with your hands, Stupid!  Use your big mouth!"  Leticia ordered, harshly.

Supergran gagged a little in disgust, but with another sob of despairing resignation, she bent her proud neck and slavishly began to suck Leticia's toes.

When Supergran finished sucking and licking Leticia's toes and feet to the witch's demanding satisfaction, Leticia sighed dreamily, and murmured. "Now, why does that always make me so horny?  Why don't you keep on going right up my legs!"

Supergran knew it was useless to protest. Hating herself for her cowardly surrender, she kissed and licked Leticia's legs gradually working her way up the fat thighs, though terrified of reaching the ultimate goal, she knew Leticia had set for her.

Much as she tried to delay, Supergran inevitably reached the juncture of Leticia's grossly fat thighs.  Leticia guided Supergran's head between her legs, but there were technical problem.  Supergran's incredibly muscular body was so large that it was impossible to fit between Leticia's fat thighs, to achieve the proper angle of approach.

Leticia seethed in frustration.  "I've got it!  Flip over Supersow!"

Though mortified by the degrading, offensive command, Supergran obediently twisted her supple body, with the agility of an acrobat, so her tender, pink mouth could reach Leticia's pussy, eagerly agape in readiness. Crouching awkwardly, Supergran closed her eyes and taking a deep breath, reluctantly pressed her face into Leticia's crotch, to pay worshipful homage to the loathsome woman who had defeated and enslaved her. As she inexpertly kissed and sucked, Leticia played with her nipples, and they obediently stiffened in perverse excitement.

Leticia grew ever more excited, as Supergran's tongue flicked her clit.  In her selfish eagerness, she slid down off the hassock right on to Supergran's beautiful face.  Her fat buttocks closed the heroine's tearful eyes, with their  sweaty weight, and forced Supergran's distinguished patrician nose deep into her butt crack.  Leticia's vile, gross flesh almost suffocated her, but Supergran dared not cease her odious duty; she continued to obediently flick her delicate tongue, even as she gasped brokenly for breath.

When Supergran finally succeeded in satiating her daughter's diabolical neighbor, Leticia remembered a promise she'd made to Morganna.

"Well, now's as good a time as any!"  The evil witch thought, with an evil grin of anticipation.  She rose from Supergran's shuddering body, and ordered the whimpering superheroine grandmother to lie face down across the hassock.

"Don't peek, Bitch!"  Leticia chortled, warningly, when Supergran turned her head in despondent curiosity.  "You'll ruin the surprise!"

By now, Supergran knew better than to disobey Leticia's evil commands.  With another whimper or resignation, she slumped across the hassock, her face drooping toward the floor, while Leticia made her preparations.

As Supergran, trembling in dread, crouched in miserable obedience, across the hassock, Leticia tiptoed up behind her.  Strapped around her waist, was that terrible trollish dildo, that had already deflowered the virginal anuses of Silver Valkyrie and Justice Lady.  Morganna had made Leticia promise to use it on Supergran's broad bottom, if her plan was successful.

"It's a matter of family tradition!"  Morganna said.  Of course, Leticia didn't need much encouragement to make the promise.  She was partial to the knobby end of her broomstick for such activities, herself, but she had to admit the venerable, family heirloom would added a more personal touch.

Leticia crept silently up behind the distinguished superheroine grandmother.  Bracing herself, she lined up the fearsomely huge dildo exactly between the muscular beach balls of Supergran's vulnerably exposed backside.  Then with a wrathful lunge, Leticia propelled herself forward.  Her careful aim was rewarded, when the dildo's huge, knobby head, battered its way through Supergran's small, tight sphincter on the first lunge.

The terrible anal rape caught Supergran completely by surprise!  At first she couldn't even guess what frightful calamity had befallen her. She only knew a terrible, stabbing pain was tearing her rectum apart, followed by an enormous evil presence, driving deep into her behind, ramming into her lower body cavity with a dreadful, all consuming, potent anguish, that mashed her insides to jelly, with its atrocious power.

Driven nearly insane by the frightful pain in her magnificent derriere, Supergran twisted and turned frantically, to escape.  As she rammed her fat hips in and out, Leticia twisted and pinched the nipple of Supergran's enormous left breast to hold her steady, but it was hardly necessary.  The huge phallus, itself, driving with irresistible force, so deep into her vulnerable vitals, impaled Supergran's huge muscular body like a butterfly by a pin.

"Morganna said this beauty will tame any Superheroine!"  Leticia chortled, gleefully, as she mastered Supergran's agonized struggles.

Rearing and plunging like a stallion on spanish fly, Leticia rammed the mighty Morgul phallus in and out of Supergran's ravaged body with  exuberant abandon.

When Leticia at last called it quits, she tried to pull the dildo from Supergran's tormented rectum, but it wouldn't budge, stuck fast in the tight muscular sphincter.

"Shit!  I had the same problem with my broomstick in your dopey daughter's ass, last Halloween!  I guess tight asses run in your family, Honey!"

Leticia had no choice but to unbuckle the dildo from her fat waist.  She planted her foot on Supergran's broad bottom, and tugged on the straps with both hands, until finally with a forceful heave of her fat body, she pulled it free with a loud plop.