Supergirl Fallen
4. The Transformation
Supergirl was allowed to rest until noon the day after the gang-bang
marathon in which all of Catwoman's henchmen took part. She was still very weak
when she was taken to Dr Rancor's lab.
"How is our Superslut feeling today?" Dr Rancor greeted her cheerfully as
she was strapped down.
"F-fine, sir," the young heroine answered submissively.
"Good! Just perfect for the final part of you training!" Final part?
Supergirl was scared but didn't dare to ask the doctor. As usual, electrodes
were attached to her nipples and cunt lips. Normally, an electrode would also be
attached to her clit, then Dr Rancor would use electric pulses to stimulate her
and check her response. But today, a strange, tube-shaped instrument was
attached to her clit. And to Supergirl's horror, a gag was also put over her
mouth. Will this hurt? she wondered in panic.
"Is she ready?" Catwoman asked.
"Yes, just watch this," Dr Rancor answered. As Supergirl watched in fear, Dr
Rancor switched on his instruments. Immediately Supergirl began to feel pulses
of pleasure at her nipples and her pussy, but they were all numbed in comparison
to the sensation that she was feeling at her clit. It was a sensation of
pleasure a thousand times stronger than any sexual pleasure that she had ever
experienced, and it was still getting stronger. It was like her clit was
expanding and expanding, Supergirl thought. Within seconds she came, and she
just kept on coming. Supergirl was almost delirious.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she screamed under her gag before she blacked out. Supergirl
had a strange dream. She dreamt that she had become a man - No, it's not that,
she corrected herself. In her dream she had grown a cock, a cock just like the
men's, the cock that they used to ravish her every day. In her dream she was
playing with it, stroking it faster and faster until cum was bursting out of its
tip. When it was shooting cum, her "cock" began to grow longer and longer. Then,
to her horror, she saw that the head of her cock, which was by now several feet
long, had become a snake, and it was turning around, trying to kiss her....
She woke up, shaking and cold-sweating. Immediately, she looked down between
her legs. She let out a sigh of relief and almost laughed when she saw that
there was not cock there. As she was catching her breath, she heard the door
open, and Catwoman and her henchmen walked in.
"Ah, I see that our Superslut is up already," Catwoman purred.
"You've been watching me, haven't you? That's why you know that I'm awake,"
Supergirl said.
"Oh wow, our Superslut has figured that out!" Catwoman teased. "Well, let's
see if you're smart enough to figure this one out too. Get her ready." At these
words, two guards led Supergirl out of her cell by her leash. Next, they
unattached the leash, uncuffed her wrists and re-cuffed them behind her back,
and held her standing by grabbing her arms. "So how is our Superslut feeling
after her big gang-bang?" Catwoman asked as she toyed with Supergirl's nipple
ring.
"I'm, I'm fine, mistress," Supergirl answered timidly, remembering her
punishment for insolence yesterday.
"Good, then I'm sure you'll be ready for this." Supergirl gasped in pleasure
as Catwoman began fondling her breasts. Then, rubbing her breasts with one hand,
Catwoman's other hand worked its way down to her pussy. Supergirl closed her
eyes and shuddered as Catwoman ran her fingertips gently along her pierced lips,
and she moaned when Catwoman found her clit and began playing with it.
"Oh, oh, oh," Supergirl moaned louder and louder. However, she was alarmed
when she felt the same sensation of expansion in her clit again, and opening her
eyes, she saw that her clit was indeed expanding! "Oh, God, Nooooooo!" Supergirl
cried out in horror as she watched her clit grow bigger and bigger in Catwoman's
hand. It went on growing until it was about eight inches long and more than one
inch in diameter. And it was shaped exactly like a cock, with a head and a hole
in it. "Oh, no!" Supergirl cried out in dismay. Her nightmare was coming true.
Not only had the size of her clit increased, its sensitivity had also increased
manifold, and now every touch of Catwoman's fingers was almost unbearable.
"So how do you like your new toy?" Catwoman asked giggling. "Dr Rancor has
found out how to manipulate your protoplasmic body," she explained, "and we have
decided to make you the perfect fuck toy. You see, now you no longer need a
strap-on, and isn't that great?"
"Oh, no, oh, no!" was all Supergirl could say in her state of shock. She
wanted so much to break free now, but weakness swept her over as Catwoman
continued to play with her "cock".
"Here, see what it can do!" said Catwoman, and with these words she squeezed
Supergirl's cock and Supergirl cried out as she was taken by a powerful orgasm.
"Aaaaaaaaah!" she cried out as spurts of her juices came jetting out of the
head of her cock, spraying all over Catwoman's glove.
"You messy slut!" Catwoman scolded, laughing triumphantly. Supergirl was
still shaking after her powerful orgasm. She was too weak to resist when the two
guards holding her pressed her head down, and she obediently licked her juices
off Catwoman's glove. She began sobbing as she licked. She felt totally
humiliated. She has been turned into a total sex slave, a real fuck toy whose
only purpose is to give and receive pleasure, to be used by anyone in any way
they want. How can she be a crime fighter again even if she has the chance?
"Not happy?" Catwoman teased. "Don't worry, my slut, I'll show you this
really neat trick. C'mon boys, give the slut a hand." Supergirl had no idea at
all what they were up to when they sat her down on the floor, and she neither
resisted nor protested. She was too ashamed to speak. Grabbing her ankles, two
men held her legs wide-spread. Catwoman came over and knelt down in front of
her. She then held Supergirl's cock in one hand and grabbed her head with the
other.
"Noooooo!" Supergirl cried out when she realized what Catwoman wanted, but
with the men holding her tight, there was nothing she could do. With the help of
another guard, Catwoman managed to bend Supergirl forward until her lips touched
her own cock. Quickly, two other guards came over and attached a chain to her
collar. Then they ran the chain down her body between her legs to her back and
attached it to her wrist cuffs, holding Supergirl in this posture.
"No! I won't do it! No!" Supergirl shook her head wildly. However, her voice
weakened when Catwoman began stroking her cock gently. The sensation was
overwhelming. "Oh, no, please!" she pleaded, but even the feeling of her breath
on the head of her ultra-sensitive clit-cock was too much.
"Suck it, slut!" Catwoman stopped stroking her cock and instead grabbed her
right breast and squeezed it cruelly.
"Ouch, ouch!" Supergirl cried out as Catwoman continued to molest her
breast. Seeing that Supergirl was still resisting, Catwoman took out a Krytonite
alloy needle and slowly began to push it into Supergirl's now bruised breast.
"Ooooooh!" Supergirl cried out in excruciating pain. "Stop! Please!
Aaaaaaaaaargh!" she pleaded.
"Then do it, lick yourself, fuck toy!"
"Ah! Ah! Oh! Y-yes!" Supergirl cried out finally. Supergirl was still
shaking with the pain after Catwoman had pulled out the needle. Sobbing and
defeated, she stuck out her tongue tentatively. When it touched the tip of her
cock, her whole body trembled with the sensation. "Hmmmm..." She couldn't help
letting out a grunt of pleasure. "Yes, that's it, slut! Do it again!" Catwoman
said, and Supergirl licked her cock again, this time she let her tongue touch
the entire head, and the sensation was incredible.
Now she could no longer hold back. Without Catwoman ordering her to, she
licked her cock again, and again, running her tongue along its entire length.
Shortly, she felt herself coming, and began licking faster and faster. She was
totally oblivious of the people watching her, she just wanted to come. And
within seconds she came, spraying her juices all over her face. Exhausted after
her powerful orgasm, Supergirl just lay on the floor gasping for breath after
she was untied. Her clit had now shrunk back to it normal size. Seeing that she
was now completely tamed, the guards left her wrists uncuffed after they had
chained her collar to her cell.
"Get some rest, slut," said Catwoman and she leaned forward and kissed
Supergirl's juice-stained lips. "My boys and I are visiting the Metropolitan Art
Museum tonight, and we'll need you later for the celebration!" she said as she
left. Supergirl wanted to cry again, but she was too exhausted, and soon she
drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up, Supergirl could tell by her biological clock that it was
already dinner time. Her body was anticipating the gang-bang that usually took
place around this time. She tossed and turned on the floor. To her shame, she
was hoping secretly that Catwoman's men would be monitoring her and would see
that she was now awake and come to get her. But Catwoman and her henchmen were
nowhere to be seen. So they were still out stealing whatever they wanted in the
art museum, Supergirl thought impatiently. Unconsciously, her hands reached up
to cup her breasts. Then she began squeezing them gently. She was ashamed by her
own actions, but she couldn't control her body. She squeezed her breasts harder
and harder, and tugged at her nipple rings.
"Oh, oh," she moaned lightly. One of her hands slid down her body to her
pussy. Resisting the temptation to play with her clit, she contented herself
with rubbing her wet lips. But as she rubbed herself faster and faster, she
could feel her clit throbbing, begging to be released. Finally, she couldn't
resist any longer and began tickling her clit gently. Immediately it sprang to
life and grew to its full length.
Supergirl looked down at her clit, panting. Its use is to give all kinds of
pleasure, Catwoman's words echoed in her mind. This is my clit, it's a fuck
toy's clit, Supergirl thought. I'm a fuck toy! she screamed in her mind. Closing
her eyes in abandonment, she bent down and took the head of her cock in her
mouth. Immediately, her whole body shuddered with the sensation. Slowly,
Supergirl moved her head up and down and began sucking herself.
Dr Rancor smiled as he watched all this from a monitor. Catwoman had better
be back soon, he thought to himself. Tonight is going to be fun....
The end??
