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Power Girl’s Big Package	By : EroticPower Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 2016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Power Girl and Supergirl and any of the DC Characters therein. This work is a piece of fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Truth Justice And Lust
- 2-Breeding Spree
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The sun was setting over the bustling city, casting a warm golden glow over the streets below. Supergirl and her counterpart from another dimension, Power Girl, entered a bar, seeking a moment of respite and refreshment after their hard-fought battle with Parasite. It had been a challenging battle, one that tested their strength, their resolve, and their friendship.
As they sipped their drinks, the two heroes couldn't help but feel the weight of the day's events still hanging heavy on their shoulders. But now, as they sat side by side, the tension of the day began to dissipate, and they could finally take a moment to breathe. They exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between them.
The bar was filled with the usual crowd of patrons, but the two heroes couldn't help but notice the way the men in the room seemed to take notice of them. Their eyes followed Supergirl and Power Girl as they moved, their gazes lingering a little too long on their powerful bodies and striking features, undressing them with their eyes. Unfortunately, it was a familiar feeling for the two heroes, one they had grown accustomed to over the years. But tonight, they were not just two women in a bar, but two heroes who had just saved the city from a deadly threat.
As if sensing their discomfort, the bartender stepped forward, a stern look on her face. "You don't have to worry about them," she said, nodding towards the group of men talking to each other and eyeing the two heroes up. "They're not worth your time or energy. Tell you what, since you saved the city, drinks are on the house for you heroes!"
Supergirl thanked the bartender for the offer. The bartender then went to the group of men and said, "Hey, you lot! I'm sure your wives would love to know why you are checking out women when you are already married!" One of the men snapped back sarcastically, "Me and the missus have them two specifically as exceptions for cheating with celebrities." Supergirl and Power Girl laughed and whispered to each other, "Are we really that hot that both the husband and the wife have us as exceptions?" Power Girl then said, "Kara, compared to what I had to deal with on my earth, this is nothing. Anyway, let's just enjoy our break."
Later in the evening, while they were having their meal, their conversation took an unexpected turn. Supergirl couldn't help but bring up a moment during the fight that had left her concerned. "During the battle, it looked like Parasite did something to you.
It didn't look like he drained you, more like he gave something to you. I couldn't tell what exactly, but should I call Star Labs to check if you are okay?" Power Girl shook her head, dismissing the concern. "I'm fine, Kara. I don't think he did anything to me. I feel fine." Supergirl studied her friend, seeing the determination in her eyes but also a hint of fear. She knew that Power Girl was scared, but she also knew that her friend would never admit it outright. "Ok, ok, to be honest, I don't know what he did." Power Girl admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "But I feel fine, physically, but it's just like... I don't know, call it intuition, but I feel different. But I don't know how different." Supergirl reached out and took Power Girl's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's okay. After the match tomorrow, we'll go to Star Labs and try and see if Parasite has done anything.We'll figure it out. We always do."
The two heroes turned their attention to a different topic, one that was less heavy with concern. Tomorrow was the charity wrestling match, an annual event that raised money for various causes. This year, the proceeds would go to a charity of the winner's choosing, and both Supergirl and Power Girl agreed to participate. "I'm really looking forward to it," Supergirl said, her smile returning.
“Its always such a fun event, and for a good cause. It's headed by Carol Ferris."
Power Girl nodded in agreement. "I'm glad we're doing this together. It'll be a great time." As they finished their meal, Supergirl suggested they shake hands to seal their agreement to participate in the charity match. "Really, come on, Kara, we don't need to shake hands, I know how you are for traditions," but Supergirl wouldn't listen. Eventually, Power Girl relented and shook her hand. "May the best hero win," Supergirl said, smiling at Power Girl. While they were clasping hands, Supergirl felt a strange sensation. Power Girl's grip was firm, but it lingered just a moment too long, and her touch felt warmer than usual. "You alright?" Supergirl asked, raising an eyebrow.
Power Girl smiled, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. "Just a little nervous, I guess." Supergirl understood her friend was probably tired after the battle, so she thought it would be best to let her go home. "Karen, remember, I'll come over in the morning to pick you up for the match tomorrow. Please be up by 9, ok?" Supergirl said. Power Girl retorted, "I'm older than you by a few years, I should be saying that to you." Supergirl laughed, and they both departed in separate ways. Supergirl flew her way back to her apartment, unable to help but feel a sense of unease, a worry in the back of her mind about her friend.
As Power Girl lay in her bed, her mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming charity match, she finally succumbed to the exhaustion of the day and drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she found herself in a dark room, with barely a light to light the room. Her body was pressed against someone else's, and their breaths mingled as they moved together in a passionate embrace. It felt good, better than she had ever experienced before. She was the one in control, the one taking control, she was on top, her body moving in a way that was unfamiliar yet exhilarating. And as she moved, she felt something growing, something new and powerful. She could feel herself getting aroused, her body responding to the passion and desire in the room.
And as she did, she felt a warmth spread through her, a sensation that seemed to radiate out from her crotch and envelop her entire body.
But in her sleep, Power Girl's body was undergoing a transformation far more significant than she would have ever have imagined. A growth was occurring in her crotch, a change that was sudden and profound. It continued to grow, inch by inch until it became a massive, 10-inch monster of a cock. Meanwhile in her dream, she couldn't quite make out who she was with. She felt a sense of satisfaction, of completion, as she came inside the woman in her dream. And as she did, Power Girl felt a sense of relaxation wash over her, her body settling into a deep, restful sleep. But in reality, her body had changed in ways she could never have imagined. The transformation is not complete yet as she is unaware of the change that happened to her body.
Her mind continued to explore the new sensations and desires that had been awakened within her.
The woman started to become clearer to her, the yellow hair, the red cape, the blue ripped shirt revealing nipples Power Girl just wanted to bite and suck on. The realization that the woman she was fantasizing was none other than Supergirl excited her beyond measure, and she couldn't help but wonder if Supergirl felt the same way. Her body felt the need to cum again, and as she did, her body was shaking with the intensity of the orgasm. She felt a newfound confidence and power coursing through her veins. As Power Girl slept, her body slept, her body continued to transform, her muscles bulging and hardening, her skin glistening with sweat and desire. The transformation is complete, and she has no idea of how different her day will become.
Power Girl
As I woke up in my apartment, the sun streaming through the window, I couldn't help but notice the strange sensation between my legs. I reached down, my fingers tracing the contours of my new member. "Wait, what?" I whispered, my heart racing. I got out of bed and went to the mirror, my eyes closed as I undressed. I slowly opened my eyes, and there it was - a ten-inch long cock, feminine and pink. "Blimey, how am I going to hide that in my costume?" I asked myself.
The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but touch myself, feeling the pleasure build up within me. As I continued to touch myself, I felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm approaching. I quickened my pace, my body trembling with anticipation. I came, and the pleasure was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I knew then that I would need to discipline myself to resist the urge to touch myself, but I wasn't sure how some men managed to resist.
I cleaned myself and the mirror up with super speed, my powers never failing even in my most vulnerable moments. I took a shower, trying to wash away the lingering sensation of my newfound pleasure.
As I stood under the warm water, I realized my battle with Parasite must have caused the change. I wasn't sure how he did it, as his power set didn't align with what happened. I knew I had to confront him and find out his endgame.
I got dressed, making sure to hide my new cock within the tight confines of my costume. I didn't want Supergirl to see it, at least not yet. When I opened the door, Supergirl was there, and she hugged me straight away. Her warmth enveloped me, and I felt my attraction to her reawaken. As we hugged, I could feel my cock getting hard, but I quickly pulled away, not wanting Supergirl to notice.
Supergirl said, "Karen, you do remember we have a wrestling match to participate in, right?" And I said nervously, "Of course, Kara, I would never forget that. Let's go."
We left the apartment, and I wondered how I would keep my newfound lust in check throughout the match and until I could get to Stryker's Island and force Parasite to put me back to normal.

Supergirl
Whilst we soared through the sky from Power Girl's apartment to the arena where the match was being held, I couldn't help but notice that something was off with her. Her demeanor seemed out of the ordinary, and I could see that she was acting strangely. Concern washed over me, but I didn't want to embarrass her in public, so I decided to give her some space.
As we continued our flight, my curiosity got the better of me.
I couldn't help but ask, "Karen, are you okay? You've been acting a bit strange lately." I tried to keep my voice casual, but my concern was evident. She denied anything being wrong, replying, "I'm fine, just a bit tired, that's all." I could sense she was hiding something, and as an older version of her from another dimension, I knew that I would eventually uncover the truth.
I didn't want to push her too hard, so I said, "Alright, we can focus on the match for now, but afterwards, I think we should go to Star Labs to have you checked up." She agreed, and we continued our journey to the building where the charity wrestling match would take place.
As we flew, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was bothering her. I trusted that she would open up to me when she was ready, and I'll be there to support her, no matter what she reveals. Little did I know, the intense encounter that would unfold later between us would be something neither of us could have ever imagined.

Power Girl
As we landed in the arena, I couldn't help but notice the fan who had been waiting for us. Her eyes were filled with excitement, and I felt a surge of desire coursing through me. I knew I had to resist the temptation, but the irresistible lust was consuming me.
Supergirl landed a few feet away, giving us some privacy as the fan eagerly approached me for an autograph. As we posed for a picture, I couldn't help but notice how our bodies pressed against each other, the fan's warmth sending shivers down my spine. The growing hardness in my costume was a constant reminder of my newfound desires.
I tried to maintain my composure, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her hair. Her eyes locked with mine, and I could see the desire mirrored in her gaze. The fan felt the bulge in my costume, and I could see her eyes widen in surprise. She grew uncomfortable, but I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.
As Supergirl returned with a pen, I knew I had to focus on the match ahead. But the lustful thoughts refused to leave my mind. I wanted to give in to my desires and take the fan right there, but I knew I couldn't. I leaned in closer, inhaling her scent once more, and the fan felt the power of my desire.
Relieved, I pretended like nothing happened. The fan thanked us, grabbed the autograph and the pictures, and hurried away, still flustered. I couldn't help but feel guilty for the situation I had created.
Supergirl looked disappointed that she hadn't gotten a picture, so I lied, telling her that the fan informed me that her wife wasn't feeling well. I think she believed my story and so we entered the building. As we walked through the halls, I couldn't help but feel the weight of my secret bearing down on me. I didn't ask for this, but yet I have to keep it a secret, or I risk being exposed and humiliated by the superhero community. A scandal like that could ruin me.
I tried to focus on the match ahead, but my mind was consumed by the lustful thoughts. I couldn't help but fantasize about the fan, about the way their body pressed against mine, the fresh smell of her hair, and the smell of her perfume. Why am I so obsessed with the smell? Was that always a part of me, exacerbated by the change? I tried to focus on the good things of humanity, the beauty in the eyes of everyone around me, and their souls, their spirits that mattered.
Just thinking about that relieved my anxiety a bit, maybe if I can keep focusing on the good things of humanity, I don't have to succumb to my desires, maybe there still can be hope I can fight this. As me and Supergirl meet the wrestling instructor and are directed to the locker room for a safety briefing, I realise that the match is going to be broadcasted live with cameras around the arena, and now my worries have come back.

Supergirl
As the wrestling instructor went over the safety rules for the match, I couldn’t help but notice that Power Girl seemed to be daydreaming. Her face was flushed red, and I couldn’t help but feel concerned for my friend. I know it was just the aftermath of our battle with Parasite, and that she would snap out of it soon once we go to Star Labs.

Power Girl
I tried to focus on the instructor’s words, but my mind was once again consumed by lustful thoughts. I couldn’t help but imagine fucking Supergirl, in the most explicit way possible. I pictured myself entering her from behind, her superhero suit pulled aside to reveal her toned, naked body. I imagined her moaning softly as I thrust into her, holding her hair as our bodies are slick with sweat and desire. The daydream continued as I thought about her every curve, her firm breasts, and the way her muscles tensed with every movement. I imagined her gasping my name as she climaxed, her orgasmic cries echoing through the room. The fantasy felt so vivid, so real, so intense, like my desires have been turned up from 50 to 100. The wrestling instructor’s voice snapped me out of the daydream, and I quickly tried to regain my composure. “What’s wrong with you, Girl Of Steel, had too much fight drained from you? You're going to be ok for the match?” he asks, concerned. Supergirl, not wanting to draw attention to the situation, explained that I'm just tired after fighting Parasite, the instructor seemed satisfied with that answer: “Well maybe Supergirl might have a fighting chance after all” the instructor said sarcastically, I could see Supergirl feeling a little annoyed by that comment but we’ve dealt with it before, we can handle that, I wonder what else she can handle….it Karen! Pull yourself together!

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As the camera panned over to the news studio, the commentators eagerly discussed the upcoming wrestling match between Supergirl and Power Girl. The atmosphere was electric, with everyone excited to see those two heroes go head-to-head in the ring. “So, guys,” the host began, “we have two newcomers to the wrestling scene, and they’re both superheroes! Supergirl and Power Girl are going to be facing off in a charity match, and the winner will take home the money for their favourite charity.” The commentators began to debate who would have the advantage in the match. “Well, Power Girl is the older version of Supergirl, so she might have the edge,” one commentator suggested.
“But that’s only by a few years,” another countered. “Supergirl has been training non-stop since she found out about this match. I think she’ll be able to hold her own.” The discussion then turned to their appearances. “Come on, guys,” a third commentator chimed in. “They’re both beautiful women, and it’s great that they’re using their platform as heroes to raise money for charity. Can we focus on the match please?” Despite the request, the conversation continued.

“I have to say, Power Girl does have the advantage in the looks department,” one commentator whispered, winking at the camera. “She’s got those amazing breasts –“ , the studio audience erupted in laughter while the host quickly interjected, “Alright, alright! We get it. They’re both beautiful women. But like one of our commentators have mentioned, they are heroes first and foremost, not models! They are fighting for a good cause, so let’s just focus on the topic, who will win?” The audience started to weigh in on the debate, with cheers for both Supergirl and Power Girl.
“I think Supergirl will win!” shouted one fan. “But Power Girl is way faster than Supergirl!” another countered.
As the debate continued, the commentators tried to maintain a semblance of professionalism. “Look, guys,” one of them said, “let’s not talk all at once and just enjoy the match, I mean regardless who wins, we are all winners for being lucky enough to see two of of the best superheroes fight against each other.” The audience roared with approval, and the commentators agreed amongst themselves.

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Power Girl
Hours later as Supergirl and I entered the ring, I couldn't help but feel a mix of entitlement and anxiety, unable to shake the attraction I have for my doppelganger as it grew stronger by the day. We began to stretch, and as I watched her, I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight of her. Supergirl's toned body was right in front of me, and my cock grew hard at the sight of her. I was horrified by my lustful thoughts as images of me caressing her legs and ass came back to the surface, knowing it was wrong to think of my doppelganger in such a way and in front of the cameras. Ever since I arrived from another Earth, she helped me get used to this place, this world. I loved her, and I would do anything to protect her. But this new desire was making it difficult for me to keep my emotions in check. I snapped out of my trance and continued stretching, hating myself for even having those thoughts. I knew I had to focus on the match and not let my lustful desires get the better of me.

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At Stryker's Island prison, the evil supervillain, Parasite, made his way to the private room where he spends his spare time there, where he found a group of prisoners huddled around a TV mounted to a wall. The audio from the wrestling match was loud enough for him to hear, even though the video was out of reach. He shouted at the prisoners to move out of the way, and they hesitated for a moment before reluctantly stepping aside, wary of what he might do if they didn't obey. Parasite watched as Supergirl and Power Girl entered the ring, each of them stretching for the upcoming match. Power Girl licked her lips in a seductive manner at Supergirl on the tv screen, and the prisoners exchanged curious glances, Parasite smirked, knowing the plan was working. "This match is about to get very interesting," he whispered. The prisoners looked at him curiously, wondering what he meant. Parasite chuckled and said, "You'll see. Just watch."

As the match is about to start, the prisoners noticed something off about Power Girl's demeanour. They knew something was wrong, but they couldn't quite figure it out. Parasite sat back, got some popcorn, eager to see his plan unfold in sadistic irony. "My client is going to love this," he whispered. The prisoners looked at each other, trying to piece together what's going to happen. They knew that whatever Parasite had done, it was going to make the wrestling match even more intriguing. The tension in the room grew as they continued to watch the match, eager to discover the truth behind Parasite's cryptic comments. "This is going to be a show to remember," one of the prisoners whispered. The others nodded in agreement, their eyes glued to the screen, anticipating the excitement that was about to unfold.

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Power Girl
The bell rings, and the match starts, we run towards each other, our muscles flexing as we prepared for the intense battle ahead. We collided, grappling each other in a fierce struggle for control. I managed to grab Supergirl, and with a powerful heave, I sent her flying back onto the ground. I quickly pinned her, holding her arms and sitting on her, feeling the warmth of her body beneath me. Supergirl struggled to break free, but her efforts only served to grind her crotch against my cock. The sensation was overwhelming, I closed my eyes, trying to regain my composure and my integrity. However, eventually Supergirl managed to break free, and she retaliated by punching me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. She then grabbed my cape, using it to pick me up and spin me around before letting me go which caused my cape to be ripped as I was sent flying out of the ring, crashing through the wall and through the sky into the depths of space. Supergirl caught my ripped cape, leaving her with a smirk on her face.
Meanwhile in the depths of space, I could feel the cold of space against my skin, unconscious just for a moment. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but one in particular kept coming back at me, like a relentless tide. The image of Supergirl's mouth wrapped around my cock, her tongue swirling around the head. I feel myself getting hard thinking about it. I tried to fight it, to push the thought away. Supergirl was like family to me, I couldn't do that to her. But the more I resist, the stronger the image becomes, until it dominates my every thought. My cock was rock hard now, straining against my costume. I could feel the power coursing surging through me, my body responding to the lust that had taken hold of me. I tried to scream, to fight back against the desire that was consuming me, but my voice was lost in the vacuum of space. And then, I felt it. A wave of pure, unadulterated lust washing over me, filling me with a newfound strength. I didn't care about the fight anymore. The lust was too strong.
Damn my reputation! All I wanted was to feel Supergirl's warm mouth around my cock, to feel her tongue swirling around the head, to feel her throat tightening as I thrust deeper and deeper into her, then after that I wanted to impregnate her, to fill her with my seed, to make her mind. I flew down with a newfound determination back to the arena, my mind left the building and only my cock is leading the way as my lustful urges have gotten the better of me. I knew that there was no turning back, that I would do whatever it took to fulfill my desire. And as I flew closer and closer to Supergirl, I could feel the power of my lust growing stronger, ready to consume us both.
In that moment, I realized that I had lost control of my desires and my actions. Overwhelmed by lust, I couldn't think straight or consider the consequences of my actions. All I could think about was satisfying my desires, no matter the cost. As I reached the arena, I knew that there was no turning back, and I would do whatever it took to fulfill my lustful desires, even if it meant losing everything I held dear.
Supergirl
I stood triumphant in the ring, relishing in my victory. It was a short round, and I was proud of the strength and the skill I had displayed. I was worried about Power Girl not returning, but thought she would come back for the next bout. I didn't mean to demolish part of the wall though, oh well Bruce can take care of it. As I basked on my success, I heard a rumbling in the distance. The ground began to shake, and I knew something was coming.
Before I could react, Power Girl appeared out of nowhere, flying straight at me like a bullet. I tried to dodge, but it was too late. She hit me with such force that I was sent flying backward and pinned down in the ring. My vision was blurred, but I could see Power Girl's face, and it was filled with a madness I had never seen before. Her eyes were bright purple and filled with darkness that I couldn't comprehend. I realised I was in serious danger. I struggled to break free from her grasp, but her strength was overwhelming.
As she held me down, I couldn't help but wonder what happened to my dear friend, what caused her to change so drastically, and more importantly, how could I stop her before it's too late?

Power Girl
I pinned Supergirl down in the ring, her confused expression only served to fuel my desire. I felt my cock pushing against my costume, screaming to get out. The sight of her vulnerability and innocence driving me wild. "I... I think this is getting out of hand, Karen. Let's get out of here and go to Star Labs," Supergirl said, her voice filled with concern. I smirked, my eyes never leaving her sexy face. With a slow deliberate motion, I unbuttoned the lower part of my tight suit, revealing my massive ten-inch cock to her and the world. Supergirl's eyes widened in shock, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. The audience gasped, their eyes fixated on the shocking reveal. I could see the confusion and fear in her eyes, but I couldn't help the lust consumed me. My cock stood erect, pulsing with desire.
I knew that there was no turning back now, and the world would never see her the same again. As I looked into her eyes, I couldn't help but imagine the feel of her warm mouth around my cock, the sensation of her throat tightening as I thrust deeper and deeper into her. The thought of impregnating her, filling her with my seed, consumed my every thought. I could feel the intensity of my lust growing stronger, ready to consume us both.
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In the news studio, the commentators were in a frenzy as they tried to make sense of what they had just witnessed. The camera cuts back to them, and they wore expressions of shock and disbelief. "Well, folks, it looks like we've just seen something we never expected to see on live TV," one commentator said, still in disbelief. "One thing I'm glad about is that Carol Ferris, the CEO of Ferris Enterprises, moved the scheduling of the match past the watershed," he added. "That's right, Bob," his co-commentator chimed in. "I can't believe we're discussing Power Girl's...intimate assets on air, but it's a refreshing change of pace."
The camera panned over to the third commentator, who was still trying to process what he had seen. "I mean, how did she manage to hide that...well, you know," he said, gesturing vaguely. The camera cuts to the commentator's girlfriend, who was sitting in the audience behind them. She slapped him in the head, clearly embarrassed by that comment. "You know what, honey? You should probably stick to commenting on sports where you can keep your eyes on the game and not on players' bodies," she said, rolling her eyes. "Alright, alright," the commentator said, rubbing the back of his head. "It's a bit hard to focus on the game since I don't know, she willingly showed it off in front of millions, but for you, I will focus on the match from now on." And with that, the studio returned to their usual witty banter.
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Meanwhile, in the private room of Stryker's Island, Parasite watched the wrestling match between Supergirl and Power Girl with rapt attention. The air was thick with anticipation as the prisoners around him, their eyes fixed on the screen, were shocked and confused by the sudden appearance of Power Girl's massive cock. They turned to Parasite, their eyes wide with disbelief and fear.
Parasite smiled, his eyes never leaving the screen. "I wanted to make the match more interesting, and second, let's just say I had a...very lustful meal prior to my battle with Power Girl," he replied, his voice low and ominous. The prisoners exchanged glances, their minds racing to understand the implications of Parasite's actions. They had also been planning their own little plans of revenge, but this was something they hadn't anticipated.
"But why?" one prisoner asked, his voice emitting a stoic tone. "What's your game, Parasite?" Parasite laughed, a cold and eerie sound that sent shivers down the spines of the prisoners. "You don't need to know my reasons, Mr...." Parasite replied, asking for the prisoner's name. "The name is Matches Malone," the prisoner replied back. "Sure, sure, just watch and enjoy the show."
The prisoners hesitated, unsure of what to make of Parasite's response. They knew something was off, but they couldn't quite piece together what Parasite was planning. Meanwhile, Matches gave Parasite an unimpressed look, but Parasite didn't care. He loved watching the prisoners see the majesty of his work, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. He knew that the match was about to take a turn that none of them could have predicted. With a sinister smile, Parasite leaned back in his chair, content to let the match unfold.
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Supergirl
Whilst Power Girl continued to straddle me in the ring, her eyes filled with lust, I couldn't help but ask, "What has happened to you?" Power Girl didn't answer, instead glaring at the two police officers approaching the ring. Her eyes turned red, and I could sense her anger and frustration. I knew she was struggling with the situation, and I also knew that I had to protect her and everyone else in the arena.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed Power Girl's head and redirected her heat vision blast towards me. I knew I could withstand her heat vision, while a regular human being wouldn't be able to. As the blast hit me, I felt the intense heat searing through my suit, slowly ripping it, but I managed to hold on.
Looking into Power Girl's eyes, I saw a glimmer of my friend in there, struggling against the lust that had consumed her. The pain and confusion in her eyes, mixed with the desire that radiated from her powerful body, made my own desire surge. I knew I had to do something to help her.
As the police officers hesitated at the edge of the ring, Power Girl glared at them, her voice filled with lust and anger. "Don't interfere," she warned, "or I'll kill everyone!" I motioned to the officers, urging them to listen to her. They hesitated, but eventually retreated and instead focused on getting everyone else out, not wanting to risk provoking her further. "Please, Karen," I pleaded, "We need to stop this. We need you to get to Star Labs and fix this."
Power Girl smirked, her eyes filled with lust. "Sorry, Kara, I wish I could do that, but I can't control myself. The more you plead, the hornier I get," she said, reaching down and grabbing her cock, stirring it to life. I realized pleading wasn't going to get her help, so I tried to break free from her grasp. She quickly grabbed my legs and threw me up into the roof of the ring. As I landed, dazed, she flew up and knocked me back down into the ring. Now exposed and vulnerable, I lay on the ground, my body trembling with desire. Power Girl's eyes burned with raw desire as she approached me, her massive cock standing at attention.

Power Girl (1)
I slowly land on Supergirl's dazed body in the ring, my heart races with excitement. Her eyes flutter open, and I can see the confusion in them. I reach out and caress her breasts, feeling the firmness beneath my fingers through her shirt. I can't help but think how much Kara always hated how small they are, but I don't care, I love them anyway and appreciated them the way they are. I rip her shirt open, revealing her breasts in all their glory. I lean down and suck one of their nipples into my mouth, feeling the hardness of it against my tongue.
Supergirl moans, and I know she's waking up. "Karen," she whispers, her voice hoarse. Hearing my name on her lips sends a jolt of desire through me. I can't wait anymore.
I position myself over her face, my cock pressing against her lips. "Kara, say ahh and let Dr. Karen here give you your medicine," I tease, loving the dominance I feel in this moment. Supergirl tries to get away, but I pin her arms down again with my legs as I sit on her face.
Supergirl closes her mouth, but I try to open my cock against her lips. No dice, but the feeling of her lips lightly touching my cock is so soft. I rub my cock against her face, smearing my pre-cum all over her skin. The smell of it arouses me even more. I then slap her face and lips with my cock, feeling the power in my actions. I grab her head and start slobbering my balls all over her face. I love dominating Supergirl like this, feeling her body tremble beneath me.
Supergirl couldn't quite handle the smell of my musk anymore and opened her mouth, but one of my balls just slipped right into her mouth, followed by another. I order her to suck on them like a lollipop, and she reluctantly complies. I can feel the pleasure of her sucking in my balls, her warm tongue sloppily licking them. "Yes!" I shout as I stroke my cock.
I can feel the need to cum building up, and then I orgasm, cumming over her face and hair. She tries to wipe it away, but I stop her, leaning my head down to lick the cum off her lips and face. The cum tastes delicious, and I must share this with Supergirl. I share the cum with her by french kissing her, and she swallows it all.
Seeing her swallow my cum makes my cock hard again. I aim my cock at her mouth again. Once again, she tries to keep her mouth shut, but I can tell she liked the taste of my cum. I smear my cum-covered cock all over her lips, basically giving her some lipstick, this time it's cum-flavored. I have a plan to get her to open her mouth, I slide a finger into her pussy, feeling how wet she is. I then start rubbing her pussy, and she moans, her voice muffled by my cock trying to push in. I add another finger, then another, until I have three fingers inside her. She finally opens her mouth to moan, but is cut off as I push my cock into her mouth. Her eyes water as my cock reaches her throat, "Glik!" is all that comes out of her mouth. I tell her to breathe through her nose. She does, and I bottom out, my cock reaching her stomach. Her warm mouth sucking on my cock like a vacuum. I pull out, inch by inch, until only five inches are left in her mouth and throat. I thrust my cock back into her throat, making her gag. "Glik" she spurts out again as glik glik sounds fill the air as I thrust in and out.
Saliva spits out of her mouth, soaking her ruined costume.
I keep thrusting and thrusting, feeling the power of my cock inside her. Her tongue around my cock is like heaven every time I thrust in her mouth.
I can feel the pleasure building up and I start to ejaculate, which came a big load into her throat and stomach, she couldn't handle all the cum, so some of it leaks out. But I know I'm well on my way to destroy her gag reflex. I slowly pull my cock out of her throat, smearing another little bit of cum on her lips. Supergirl lies unconscious on the mat in the wrestling ring, and I sit next to her, waiting for her to wake up to continue the fun.

Supergirl (1)
As I land on the cold, hard mat in the wrestling ring, my body trembles from the impact. I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, and my heart races with fear. Karen's face looms over me, her eyes filled with determination. Her fingers caress my breasts, and I can't help but shiver from the mix of fear and arousal. I hate that she finds pleasure in my vulnerability, but I know I can't fight back.
She rips my shirt open, exposing my breasts to the world. I try to cover myself, but her hands are too strong. She leans down and sucks on my nipple, her tongue rough and invasive. The sensation is both painful and pleasurable, and I can't help but feel a sense of helplessness.
She ignores my pleas and positions herself over my face, her cock pressing against my lips.
"Say ahh and let the doctor give you the medicine," she teases, her voice filled with dominance. I close my mouth, but she tries to force me to open my mouth, but I keep it shut nonetheless.
She rubs her cock against my face, smearing her pre-cum all over my skin. The smell of it repulses me, but I know I can't escape. She slaps my face and lips with her cock, the force of her actions making me wince. I feel the power in her actions, and I hate that she enjoys it.
She grabs my head and starts slobbering her balls all over my face. I try to push her away, but she holds me down, her strength overpowering mine. I feel her balls smear against my lips, and I gag, opening my mouth trying to push her away. Instead, I reluctantly accept her command to suck on her balls like a lollipop.
I can feel the pleasure of her balls against my tongue, and I hate that I enjoy it. I try to resist, but her touch is too strong. She strokes her cock, her eyes closing in ecstasy. I can feel the pleasure building up inside her, and I can't help but feel aroused despite my fear.
She orgasms, cumming all over my face and hair. I feel humiliated, embarrassed, and yet surprisingly aroused. I try to wipe it away, but she stops me, leaning down to lick the cum off my lips. The taste of her on my tongue is disgusting, but I can't help but feel aroused.
She shares the cum with me by French kissing me, and I swallow it all, hating the taste. Swallowing her cum makes my body tremble, and I hate that I'm turned on. She sits on my face again, aiming her cock at my mouth. I try to keep my mouth shut, but I know I can't fight her.
She smears her cum-covered cock all over my lips, and then she slides a finger into my pussy. I moan, my voice muffled by her cock. She adds another finger, then another, until she has three fingers inside me. I finally open my mouth, and she pushes her cock into my mouth.
Her cock reaches my throat, and I gag, tears welling up in my eyes. I can't breathe, and every time her cock hits my throat, deepthroating me, I end up making Gluck Gluck sounds like a pornstar which both disgusts and arouses me to even think about that. Saliva then spills out of my mouth, soaking my costume. I feel the power of her cock inside me, and I hate that I enjoy it.
She starts to orgasm, and I feel the cum filling my throat and stomach. I try to push her away, but she holds me down, her strength overpowering mine. She pulls out, and I feel the cum leaking out, sounding like I'm being sick. But I know I can't escape.
She slowly pulls her cock out of my mouth, smearing a little bit of cum on my lips. I lie there, unconscious on the mat, hating the fact that I enjoyed it all.

Power Girl (2)
Standing over Supergirl, I can't help but revel in the power I have over her. Her body is covered in my cum, and she lies unconscious on the mat, her skirt ripped off. I feel a thrill of excitement as I decide it's only fair to repay the favor.
I kneel down between her legs, my eyes locked on her exposed pussy. My mouth waters at the sight of her, and I know she's wet. I start by gently licking her pussy, savoring the taste of her sweetness. Supergirl moans softly, and I can feel her body trembling beneath me.
I slide a finger inside her, then another, and another, until I have three fingers inside her. I thrust them in and out, creating a rhythm that sends shivers down her spine. Supergirl's moans grow louder, and I can feel her body tense, indicating she's close to orgasm.
Supergirl's eyes flutter open, and she looks at me with a mix of shock and arousal. I smile at her, my fingers still inside her, and I use my other hand to gently caress one of her breasts. Her moans turn into screams, and I can feel my own desire growing stronger.
"I'm going to make you cum," I whisper, and Supergirl warns me that she's about to orgasm. I lick her pussy harder, and she arches her back, her body shaking as she cries out in pleasure. I savor the taste of her cum as it coats my fingers and tongue.
Finally, I stop and lean in to make out passionately with Supergirl. Our tongues intertwine, and I can feel her body shudder as she orgasms. I pull away, my heart pounding, and I look down at Supergirl, who is now fully conscious and staring up at me.
"Uhhh," she moans, and I can see the gratitude in her eyes. I know I've taken her to new heights of pleasure, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. "You're welcome," I say softly, as I help her up and we share a tender embrace.
Supergirl(2)
While I was out in my dream, I found myself in the arms of Zatanna, the mistress of magic. Her lips were soft and warm against mine, and her touch sent shivers down my spine. As our kiss deepened, I felt a sudden chill, colder than any dream I'd ever experienced.
Zatanna's hands began to wander, exploring my body with a sense of urgency. She slid her fingers under my skirt, sending a thrill of desire through me. I moaned softly as her lips trailed down my neck, her breath hot against my skin.
As she reached the sensitive area between my thighs, I felt a jolt of pleasure. Zatanna's tongue danced around my clit, teasing and tantalizing me. I moaned louder, my body arching towards her as she caressed my pussy with her fingers. In that moment, I realized how vivid this dream felt, as if someone was actually touching me.
Suddenly, I woke up, my heart pounding in my chest. I found myself in a wrestling ring, Power Girl's body pressed against mine. Her lips were on my pussy, her fingers inside me, but her touch was not as gentle as Zatanna's.
I gasped, my mind racing to understand what was happening. I could feel Power Girl's cum on my body, her taste on my lips, and the evidence of her arousal in my stomach.
Power Girl's tongue continued to explore my most sensitive areas, her fingers moving faster and faster inside me. I cried out, my body tensing as I approached orgasm. But Power Girl didn't stop, her relentless touch pushing me over the edge.
I screamed, my body convulsing as I climaxed, my juices flowing onto Power Girl's tongue. She lapped them up eagerly, then pulled me into a passionate kiss, sharing my own taste with me.
As I lay there, recovering from my orgasm, I still couldn't comprehend how Power Girl had changed. But one thing was clear: the pleasure I had experienced, both in my dream and in reality, was unlike anything I had ever known. I looked up at Power Girl, my heart pounding, and said, 'Thank you.' Power Girl smiled at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction, and said, 'You're welcome.'"

Power Girl (3)
The heat between us was undeniable, our bodies trembling with anticipation and desire. I knew what I wanted, what I needed, and I couldn't wait any longer. Supergirl tried to beg me to stop, to find a way to remove my cock, but I couldn't ignore her pleas. I saw the fear in her eyes, but I knew she understood.
As I slowly pushed my cock at the entrance of her pussy, inch by inch, I felt the resistance as her body stretched open. Her eyes widened in pain, but she bit her lip, determined to endure. I whispered, "I'll be slow at first," and she nodded, her eyes locked on mine.
Our bodies moved in perfect sync, our breaths shallow and rapid. I could feel her body responding to my touch, her moans filling the air. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together, and I felt a connection deeper than I ever thought possible.
As I thrust harder and faster, her moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath me. I caressed her face, feeling the softness of her skin, and she opened her eyes to meet mine. Our gazes locked, and I felt a surge of desire unlike anything I'd ever experienced.
Supergirl held my ass, her fingers digging into my skin, and she spanked one of my ass cheeks, making me giggle despite the intensity of the situation. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, sweat dripping from our brows, our moans growing louder.
I could feel the pleasure building, the tension coiling within me. "I'm going to breed you," I warned, my voice hoarse. She panicked, trying to move, but my thrusts were relentless.
The pleasure consumed her, and she couldn't resist the sensation. I thrust harder, faster, and she moaned into the kiss, her body trembling beneath me. I felt my cum surging through my cock, filling her pussy with my seed.
I kissed her passionately, my heart pounding in my chest. "I love you," I whispered, my voice raw.
"I love you too," she replied, her eyes filled with emotion.
But then, the lust subsided, and I felt guilty for enjoying her against her will. I sat up, my heart racing, and saw the crowd in the arena, their eyes wide with shock and arousal.
"I'm so sorry for taking you like that," I said, my voice shaking.
"It's fine," Supergirl said, her voice calm. "Being brainwashed is part of what happened to superheroes, Karen. It's okay."
I stood up, my cock still hard, and snapped back, "I enjoyed fucking you against your will, and I feel bad for enjoying it."
Supergirl looked surprised, but then she said, "You gave me pleasure in a way no one else has, I just wish it was under better circumstances, that's all."
I realized my cock was still standing at attention, and thoughts of breeding her dominated my mind again. Supergirl pointed it out, "So I guess it doesn't properly die down until I'm properly pregnant," she said.
I smirked, "Yep."
Supergirl sighed, "Fine, but I'm going to be on top, then we are going to Star Labs to help you after this."
I looked at her, my heart pounding, and I knew I was in for a wild ride.

Supergirl (3)
I lay there, cum-covered and exhausted, unable to help but feel the warmth of Power Girl's body pressed against mine. Her big cock, still semi-hard, was a testament to the passion we had just shared. I tried to beg her to stop, but my words fell on deaf ears. Her eyes met mine, filled with lust, and I knew she needed this. Maybe once her lust died down, we could find a cure for her.
Power Girl's cock, ten inches of pure pleasure, pushed against the entrance of my pussy. I bit my lip, trying to cope with the pain as she slowly pushed it in. Inch by inch, she filled me up, and I nodded, unable to think of anything else. The ground shook with each of her thrusts, and I moaned throughout the room.
Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, sweat dripping from our bodies. I could feel Power Girl's cock growing inside me, and I moaned into the kiss. Her hard, muscular body pressed against mine, her skin glistening with sweat. Her eyes were filled with lust, and her lips were swollen from our passionate kisses.
I held onto Power Girl's ass for support, digging my nails into her skin. I got a bit kinky, spanking one of her ass cheeks, which made her giggle. She grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and kissing me deeply, our tongues intertwining.
"I need this, just as much as you do," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
I moaned into the kiss, my body moving in perfect sync with hers. Our breaths came in ragged gasps, and our moans filled the air.
Suddenly, she told me she was going to breed me, and panic set in. I didn't want to have a baby, I wanted to be with Zatanna. I wanted to be with her, but if I got pregnant, maybe Power Girl was the better option to raise a family with. However, I couldn't help but think that one day, Zatanna could join in the fun and become part of our family too.
The pleasure grew bigger, and I orgasmed, but Power Girl didn't stop. She thrust harder and faster, making me moan into the kiss. Her cock, now fully hard, slid in and out of me with ease, filling me completely.
"I'm going to fill you with my cum," she growled, her voice low and seductive.
I moaned, unable to resist the pleasure coursing through my body. Finally, she came, filling me with cum. I felt so full, and as she pulled out her cock, I moaned again.
As I looked around, I saw the audience, shocked and aroused by what they had just witnessed. Power Girl apologised for taking me against my will, but I reassured her that being brainwashed was part of what happens with superheroes. She stood up, confessing that she enjoyed fucking me against my will. I told her that she gave me pleasure in a way no one else had, but I wished it was under different circumstances.
Power Girl's cock grew hard again, and she looked at me with lustful eyes. I sighed and accepted my situation. "Fine, but I'm going to be on top." I said.
She smiled, her eyes filled with desire, and I knew she was ready for more.

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In Stryker's Island, the prisoners are still gathered around the television screen in their private room, captivated by the scene unfolding. They cheered and hooted, one of them wiping away tears of laughter. "It's a way better love story than Twilight," he said, chuckling.
Parasite, watching from a distance, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. His work was paying off, and the prisoners were entertained. A guard approached him, informing him that he had an incoming call. Parasite excused himself, leaving the prisoners to their own devices.
As he walked away, Matches Malone followed him discreetly. He had been suspicious of Parasite from the start, and now he had a reason. As Parasite took the call, Matches produced a listening device and began to eavesdrop from across the hallway.
On the other end of the line, a woman's voice was seductive and alluring. Matches felt a jolt of recognition; he had heard that voice before. "Thank you for letting me drain your powers," Parasite said, then the woman’s voice filled with laughter. "No problem, only to have someone like Power Girl to how much fun it is to be at my level."
Parasite then asked her if Power Girl was ready to join her. The woman laughed again. "Not yet, but she will be. In time, she'll be a Star Sapphire."
Matches' eyes widened in shock. The woman on the phone was none other than Carol Ferris. He knew now that she was somehow involved with Power Girl and Parasite.
Parasite continued, "Power Girl will be a powerful addiction." He then asked about Supergirl and her role in all of this. Carol replied, "She'll join as well, either as Power Girl's pet or lover, depending on how Power Girl wants it. But her will will only get stronger, and nothing can help cure her."
Matches quickly stopped listening and turned to leave, only to be confronted by Clayface. The hulking figure recognized Matches but couldn't place him yet. "Get out of my way," Matches growled, but Clayface refused to move.
In a desperate move, Matches threw a cold grenade into Clayface's stomach, freezing him solid. The explosion echoed through the hallway, and Matches took advantage of the distraction to escape. He knew Clayface would thaw out eventually, but he needed time to regroup.
Parasite, now aware of Matches' escape, paused his call and stared at the frozen Clayface. A realization dawned on him. Matches Malone was actually Batman in disguise. He quickly resumed the call and informed Carol of his discovery.
Carol laughed, "I have plans for him and his bat family, but for now, let him have his moment."
Parasite nodded, understanding that for now, Batman was a distraction he could use to his advantage. He ended the call and returned to his cell, his mind racing with newfound information and plans.
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