Magic by Joniar Supergirl is quickly overwhelmed This was too easy. But then again, why shouldn't it be? After all, you are Supergirl. Who can even come close to making things difficult for you? If you weren't so incredible, you might have suspected a trap, but even so, what kind of trap could subdue the Maid of Might? You come flying into the room, crashing the door to smithereens. You love dramatic entrances. You land in the middle of the room, and go into your power stance. You love your power stance. It makes you look so amazing. You stand there with your shoulders back, chest pushed out ( MARVELOUS chest pushed out), arm muscles flexed, and powerful legs spread ever so slightly. You briefly ponder your power stance. You reminisce about the many times you have stood in front of the mirror, gone into your power stance and brought yourself to super powered orgasms by practically just looking at yourself like that and by thinking of how men react when they see you like that. You turn your attention to the matter at hand "I don't know who you are, but you are coming with me!" You say with authority. She takes a drag off her cigarette and calmly says "Supergirl, I know who you are, and I strongly suggest that you leave immediately and don't return." "Ha! Are you out of your mind, Woman? Don't you realize what you're up against here?" "Supergirl, it is you who does not realize what you are up against here. Please leave. I beg you. Please leave." E "Oh you'll be begging for me to leave all right. You'll be begging for me to leave you in one piece! How could you possibly think you could intimidate me? You appear to be nothing more than a third rate criminal in a first rate body." You cannot resist making a comment about her body. You were immediately struck by how beautiful this woman is when you burst into the room. You almost hope she tries to resist so that you can dominate her. Show her what it's like to go up against Supergirl. After all, looking the way she does, men have never given her any problems. She has probably gotten everything she ever wanted and does not know what it's like to lose. Well, she was about to find out really soon. "Supergirl, I have no quarrel with you. I do not want to engage in a confrontation, but my purpose here is far too important. If you insist on staying, you will leave me no choice." "Oh, I'm REALLY frightened now. If you don't want me around, you should have thought of that a while back. You should have thought about it, oh I don't know. Maybe you should have thought about it BEFORE YOU ROBBED THE MUSEUM!!! Now come on. I'm losing patience. Let's go." "Supergirl, I'm warning you one last time. I mean you no harm. The museum artifacts will be returned intact once I have completed my business. Unfortunately, I cannot say the same about you if you persist in confronting me. I'm asking you one more time. Please leave." " Supergirl, I'm warning you one last time' " you say mockingly. " That sounded vaguely like a threat. Are you threatening me? I'm serious. Are you threatening me? Because if you are, that would be really stupid and you don't strike me as a stupid person. So let me ask YOU one more time, are you THREATENING me?" "There was nothing vague about it. You are a stupid woman Supergirl. I tried to give you every possible change. Now you will suffer the consequences." Having said that, she extends her two hands in your direction. Bursts of energy shoot out from her fingers and impact against your body. Your confident expression turns into one of Surprise. You are frozen in your power stance as her blast of energy holds you in place. You scream in intense pain as you try to move. You are completely immobilized. She holds you with her energy beam for nearly a minute. She folds her fingers. The beam disappears. You fall to the ground writhing in pain. You cannot comprehend what is happening here. She lets you writhe on the floor for nearly a minute and goes back into action. She waves her hands. Your cape comes alive. It lifts you off the ground and suspends you in mid air. She waves her hand again. Your cape spins you round and round in mid air. She claps her hand, and you crash against the wall. You slump to the ground yelling in pain. She snaps her fingers and a magical fist appears out of thin air and crashes into your mid section. You gasp as the air leaves your body. You're doubled over on the floor clutching your mid section. The magic fists crashes against your jaw straightening you out. She snaps her fingers and the magic fist becomes ten magic fists. She waves her hand and your cape lifts you up again. This is quite a sight. You're suspended in mid air. Your feet are about one foot off the ground. Your arms hang limply by your side, and your chin rests against your huge chest. She snaps her fingers and the ten magic fists line up in two rows in front of you. She snaps her fingers yet another time and the fists come to life. In the blink of an eye, in rapid alternating succession, left, right, left, right, the fists crashed against your jaw with a power previously unbeknownst to you. Your shrieks of pain give way to moans and groans. She snaps her fingers again and the magic fists pummel you again. You are devastated. Stunned. In pain. How could this happen to you? No one has ever defeated you. Who is this woman? What are these strange powers she is using to annihilate you? She snaps her fingers again. The ten magic fists crash into your mid section like a sub machine gun. Bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're lips are pursed in an obscene "O" as a barely audible moan escapes them. You want to clutch your stomach to ease the pain, but your arms are two weak to move. She Snaps her finger and the ten magic fists become two magic hands. You look through partially glazed over eyes as they approach you. They stop in front of your suspended body, and position themselves opposite each one of your magnificent breasts which are hidden beneath the indestructible fabric or your majestic "S" logo. She blinks her eyes together and the hands come to life. Each one grabs one of your fantastic breasts and squeezes. Your moaning becomes more pronounced as you feel the pain intensifying. Or is it pleasure that you feel. It is difficult to tell. The magic hands disengage, and the answer becomes apparent as your visibly erect nipples protrude from under your "S" logo. She claps her hand and your cape goes limp. You land on the ground and quickly discover that your legs cannot support you. They buckle. Before you fall to the ground, the magic hands grabs your breasts once again and hold you up. This too is quite a sight. Your once powerful legs bent at the knees unable to hold your once powerful body up and these two magic hands clutching your breasts and holding you up. She claps her hands one more time and says "Good-by Supergirl. I didn't want it this way." The magic hands lift you in the air and begin flying out the door. You fly for about a minute until you're over a pond. The hands disengage and you fall into the pond. The hands fly away. The pond is shallow enough for you not to drown in your weakened state, yet deep enough for you to be almost completely immersed. You lay there for several minutes trying to recover from your incredible ordeal. You cannot understand how this happened to you. Who is this woman with her magic? Why didn't she kill you when she had the chance? After all, you were powerless against her. She did try to warn you. Why would she do that? You rise unsteadily to your feet. Your body is wracked with pain. You have never experienced anything like this before. Lucky for you that your recovery is quick. You're soaking wet, and frankly, you look very sexy. Your normally tight costume clings even tighter to your magnificent body, your wet blond hair lays flat on your head, and your nipples protrude visibly from underneath that "S" logo of yours which has been the subject of so many male fantasies for oh so many years. You're incensed! Hopping mad. Who does this woman think she is? Well, you're going to show her. You fly back after her picking up speed as you go along. You're flying five feet off the ground at super speed. Your right arm is extended all the way forward, clutched in a tight fist. You fly past the door you shattered earlier. You head right towards her. This time there will be no small talk. No hesitations. This time you will fly up to her at super speed and take her out with one punch. She looks up in surprise. You're coming right at her. Your fist heading straight between her eyes. She snaps her fingers. You impact. Crash!!! Stars explode in front of your eyes. You fall to the ground. What happened? You're dazed. What happened? You're lying flat on your face. Shapely tan legs stick out from below your red cape. You place your palms on the floor and try to raise yourself, almost like doing a push up. The strain on your face is evident, but you bring yourself to your feet. You attempt to step forward but are blocked by an invisible barrier. You try to punch your way through, but to no avail. This is what stopped you in mid flight. This is what prevented you from punching the daylights out of this arrogant woman who thinks she can get the best of you. You step to your left and are blocked one again by an invisible barrier. You step to your right. Same thing. You try to step back. Same thing. You are trapped! You are trapped in a two by two invisible cage. You try desperately to free yourself, but to no avail. "You cannot keep me here forever" you scream. " I will get away and I will hunt you down relentlessly. You will not get away! No one does this to Supergirl!" "Listen to ME, Supergirl. This would not have happened had you not been so arrogantly stubborn and refused to consider my request. You think you're so tough? Well guess again! Now, it is not my intention to kill you, but if you force me to, I will have no choice. Now just be patient and SHUT UP! This will all be over soon enough." Her words cut through you like a knife. Your emotions completely dominate your intellect. You lash out at her. "You dare call ME arrogant? Don't you know who I am? Don't you realize that you are up against Supergirl? I will not be patient and I certainly will not shut up! Furthermore, who ever you are, you can kiss your lifestyle good by because I will destroy you! I've been up against far greater challengers than you. No one, especially not some Butt huffing, big breasted, bleached blond bimbo will ever defeat me!" She yawns and waves her hand dramatically. " You leave me no choice." The magic fist suddenly reappears within the confines of your tiny invisible cage. It begins to move erratically. It bounces off an invisible wall and impacts against your mid section. It bounces off another invisible wall and impacts against your chin. It picks up speed and bounces off another wall and impacts between your legs. Each time it impacts against your body, it bounces back up against an invisible wall. Within seconds, it is bouncing all over the place picking up both speed and power. It's punching you all over your body. Within the confines of your small space, you are unable to stop it, although it is doubtful you could do anything even if you were not trapped. You're reeling with pain. Each punch takes it toll on your already battle ravaged body. She waves her hand yet again, and four more magic fists appear within the confines of your tiny invisible cage, and begin bouncing all over the place. You scream, yell, moan and groan, but you are helpless against this unrelenting and rapid paced attack. Uppercuts explode against your chin. Right and left hooks attack your mid section. Short sharp jabs pummel your pubic area. You're stunning breasts flop like punching bags as they are hammered by fist after fists after fist after fist. Your sides. Your knees are slightly bent. Your head leans forward and is supported by the invisible wall, and your mouth is wide open in a perpetual, yet barely audible moan. She snaps her fingers. The fists disappear. The invisible walls are no longer there. You crash face first to the floor. Your hands are down by your waist. You cannot move them. You try to use your legs, but all you are able to do is rub your thighs together. €she points her finger at you. You begin to rise in the air. You are five feet off the ground. She twirls her finger and your body rotates in the air. You are now laying on your back in mid air. She claps her hands twice and two clear Plexiglas walls appear five feet in front and behind your head and feet. She claps again and two shackles attached to chains appear on the magical wall by your feet. They attach themselves to your ankles. She claps again and two shackles appear on the magic wall five feet away from your head. She snaps her fingers, and your arms, which have been held rigidly at your side, are pulled over your head. The shackles come to life and attach themselves to your wrists. "You.....you cannot sustain this level forever" you say weakly. "And when you stop, I will break these chains and break your bones!" "Relax, Supergirl. Actually, should I still be calling you Supergirl? You don't seem very super right now. I should call you Ego girl, because you would not be in this situation if it were not for your over inflated ego. I didn't want to have to do this to you, but I must admit that I have developed a genuine dislike for you. I may actually enjoy this. You may rest assure, Not-So-Supergirl, that I will not kill you, but you will not interfere with my mission which is about to take place. We mean you and your planet no harm. You will, however, learn a lesson in humility. What are the names you like to be called? Maid of Might, Woman of Steel, Princess of Power? Look at you now. Maid of Mush. Woman of Weakness, Princess of Pathetic. You are a bitch. A Superbitch! Yes, you are correct. I cannot sustain this level of magic for long. But that does not mean that you will be able to survive. After several minutes of this you are barely able to stand up. Your arms hang helplessly by o break free. I have made plans to keep you subdued until I no longer need to, and I must say that my method will be quite fitting given the fact that what you really need is a good, long, hard, fucking. "She snaps her fingers. A 14 inch dildo appears. A kryptonite dildo with a clit stimulator at the end. Your eyes open wide in horror! You immediately feel the effects of the kryptonite. " No! No! N..n...n...oooooooo!" You rock back and forth and shake and squirm. She snaps her fingers and you freeze in place. You concentrate all your remaining energy on clamping your pussy shut. You know that if she puts it in you, you are defeated. She pushes your skirt up, pushes the thin red strip of fabric away from your luscious lips of love, and attempts to insert the large green dildo. You're completely tense. The dildo will not budge. She cannot insert it. She looks you in the eye and steps back. She snaps her fingers and opens her palm. It fills with green dust. Kryptonic dust. She blows the dust between your legs. The tension disappears. She inserts the dildo deep inside you and positions the clit stimulator in place. You're entire body begins heaving massively. Bucking up and down. Your huge magnificent breasts rise and fall under your majestic "S" logo as you desperately try to take in enough oxygen to fuel this most powerful of all orgasms. She eyes you with satisfaction as your body bucks and heaves uncontrollably. Your orgasm goes on and on and on. It does not stop. _ You have been drained. You have no power left whatsoever. Yet the magic dildo with it's magnificent tongue-like clit stimulator keeps on going. Your orgasm continues unabated, only you no longer have the strength to do anything other than moan softly. A bell goes off. "It's almost over Superslut. My mission will soon be complete." The bell stops. Suddenly lights begin to appear in mid air. These lights quickly turn into what look like human forms. Three forms. They all look like her. They are identical. "Welcome commander" she says reverently. "You have done a good job, Xobphia" her commander replies. "Let's go see the artifacts." The four of them go over to the museum artifacts which had been stolen. "These are the correct ones" the commander said. "Prepare to scan them." One of the big breasted blondes removes a futuristic looking contraption and begins scanning the artifacts. She's done in less than a minute. The three blondes prepare to leave. The commander notices you suspended spread eagle in mid air shackled to the two walls and asks " what is this terran doing her?" "She's not a terran, commander. She's the one known here as Supergirl. Her unfortunate timing caused her to stumble across this place shortly before your arrival. I asked her to leave, but she wouldn't. I had to immobilize her until our mission was completed. I will let her go shortly." "So this is Supergirl" the commander said as the big breasted blond bunch walked towards you. "She looks much younger here than she does in our history books. " They look you over. You're barely conscious, having been subjected to the weakening effects of the kryptonite and the orgasm which has been going on unsubsided for well over ten minutes now. The commander stands by you. She appears interested in your nipples which are standing proudly under your "S" logo. She runs a finger over one nipple. Your jaw drops in a silent moan. She flicks her finger back and forth. You want to explode! Your mouth opens wide in a silent scream. She extends her thumbs and forefingers and pinches both your nipples. You lick your lips but are still unable to move. The commander turns to the other three and says "the homely ones are always the easiest to subdue with sexual stimulation. Look at her. She's supposed to be the most powerful woman on the planet. Keep that in mind for the future. You've done well , Xobphia. Do not despair. Your tour of duty here on earth will be over in a few months. We must go now. Farewell." You watch as the big breasted blond bunch's bodies lose their earthly form, turn into light particles and disappear. Xobphia turns her attention to you. She walks up to your ear. Your orgasm will not stop. "Listen up, WIMP! I will be leaving now. I'm going to return the artifacts to the museum and then I'm going to disappear. Five minutes after I leave, this whole place will disappear, and you will be free. If you try to search me out, and IF you are lucky enough to find me as you did today, you should know that I will not be so kind to you next time. I will publicly humiliate you so you can never show your face again. I can do it. My powers are far more developed than yours. It will take centuries until your powers have evolved enough to match mine. Trust me, I know. So, Super GIRL, farewell for now!" With a dramatic wave of her arm, she and the artifacts disappear You are still suspended in mid air. You're completely powerless. Somehow the kryptonic dildo knows to keep you just barely on the verge on consciousness. It has a self adjusting power meter. Immediately upon her departure, you feel yourself becoming stronger. After two minutes, you're able to move your body. You try desperately to break the chains. You want to free yourself, not be freed by her good graces. You pull your arms and legs with all you've got, but it's not good enough. Suddenly, the dildo kicks in to overdrive and begins ramming you mercilessly. The tongue like clitoris stimulator begins flicking back and forth at speeds previously unknown on this planet. You cannot help but respond to each thrust. Four minutes have passed since she left. The magic dildo is playing you like a fiddle. It finally allows you to reach a crescendo far greater than you ever thought possible as your body explodes with thermonuclear power in the mother of all orgasms. You're barely conscious as wave after wave of aftershocks rock your orgasm riddled body. Suddenly it all stops. The chains disappear, the dildo disappears, the building disappears. You fall flat on your sexy little ass and just lay there. You feel the power surging back into your body, yet you still cannot move. Five minutes pass. The effects of the kryptonite have long passed. You're at full strength, yet you still cannot move. ! Ten minutes later, You fly away. The End