Overwhelmed by Fraulein Power's incredible strength, Drusilla, the Goddess of the Jungle, was almost crushed by the vicious Nazi's python strong arms and mountainous bosom. It was only with the last desperate surge of her Divine strength that she escaped the evil flesh trap.

Before Drusilla could capitalize on her freedom, or even plan her next move, Fraulein Power drove her boot toe into her kidneys.

For the first time in all the years Drusilla possessed the Divine Power of her Patron Goddess, she faced a foe stronger and deadlier than herself. She was not just just badly overmatched, she was a helpless puppet in Fraulein Power's blood-stained hands. It was a horrifying shock!  For a moment, Drusilla gave way to terrible, uncontrollable doubt. If she could just get away from those battering fists and crushing arms, for only a moment? Perhaps she could regain her lost strength? As the menacing Fraulein Power bore down on her again, it appeared Drusilla lost her nerve, completely. The proud Goddess of the Jungle turned tail, and bolted from the terrifying Nazi.

Fraulein Power denied the fleeing Jungle Goddess even the momentary reprieve she prayed for.  Already battered half senseless by Fraulein Power's awful strength, fleet footed Drusilla only stumbled a few steps on faltering legs, before Gerda ran her down.

Fraulein Power gleefully taunted her trapped foe, "Ja idt vouldt be zo eazy to vringk your neck, like un chicken!"  but instead of carrying out her brutal threat, Gerda flung the nearly helpless Jungle Goddess to the ground. Her contemptuous gesture was scarcely motivated by merciful considerations.

The Mighty Drusilla possessed of all the strength of a Goddess, could not resist the terrible force of Fraulein Power's boots, driven like pile drivers into her battered midsection. Even with her belly twisted in a knot of agony, she tried to sit up, but Gerda kicked her in the jaw flattening her again. Drusilla fell back on the jungle floor, unconscious.

Drusilla woke with a start of horror to find herself choking to breathe as Fraulein Power dangled her a foot off the ground by a strangle hold on her throat.

As Drusilla, unable to breathe, gagged and choked, Fraulein Power tore her brief jungle garb from her voluptuous, writhing form.

Once she tore the brief garments from Drusilla's supple form, Fraulein Power flung the two hundred pound body of the Jungle Goddess away with the contempt and ease of one disposing of a used facial tissue.

Kneeling beside the trembling Drusilla, Fraulein Power tormented the terrified Jungle Goddess with the possible fates awaiting her.

"Now! Vat shouldt I do viz you? Ja, maybe I break your back und cripple you like I didt to zat Super Bitch! You can hobble around ze jungle on crutches until zum vild beast catches you und eadts you! Or zhall I just kill you like zat fool in ze priddy redt dress?  Ach! Maybe ift you are un goot liddle goddess and do vat I tell you, I let you liff, like zat pidtivul veaklink, Power Miss, or zat pazetique zlut uf un Amazon Brinsess!"

Jungle bred courage deserted the proud Drusilla for the first time in her glorious career. She was all too aware that Fraulein Power had wrought frightful vengeance on her superheroine sisters.  Unable to master her terror, the Jungle Goddess broke down.

"D-don't kill me pleeassse...(sob)...I-I'll d-do anything you want..." Drusilla pleaded, brokenly.

Fraulein Power cut off the pitiful whimpered pleas of the defeated Jungle Goddess with a brutal slap of her Power Mesh Gloved hand.

"Ja! You vill do anysink I vant, vor zure!"

For a moment Drusilla lay dazed by the slap that nearly tore her head from her body. When her eyes focused, she saw Gerda had retrieved the small black satchel she had carried with her to the Jungle. Her head still spinning, the terrified Jungle Goddess watched with sick fascination, as Fraulein Power packed away her halter and loin cloth, the badges of her Jungle Dominion. Her garments worn with such pride till today, would soon adorn that grisly Trophy Board on Gerda von Hipper's living room wall.  Then, as the evil Nazi started to remove her own infamous, black costume, she pulled from the bag a truly horrendous weapon of intimidation, the grotesquely out-sized dildo, she called 'Big Otto'.

Drusilla's eyes grew large in astonishment, that turned to terror as it dawned on her dazed mind Fraulein Power's brutal intent. No! Surely no woman, not even this evil demented devil would use that horrendous thing on a helpless, defeated enemy! Would she?

With sinking heart, Drusilla knew no infamy was beyond the demonic Fraulein Power. She gulped fearfully. "Pplease...n-not..." She whimpered in terror.