Supergirl Becomes Superslut, Pts. 1-3 (sexual content)

SUPERGIRL BECOMES SUPERSLUT, PART ONE

     Kara had been quite busy. With Superman off-world dealing with Darkseid,
she had volunteered to fill in as guardian of Metropolis.

     The Maiden of Might had her hands full with the usual group of slugs who
believed themselves immune to, or considered themselves too lowly for her
attentions. She wasn't quite sure how Clark managed to handle it all AND
maintain a secret identity as well. But she flew on to the next problem spot.

     A throng of people blocked the street by the LexCorp Global Headquarters.
Some with concerned looks, others simply screaming "Jump". The object of their
attention was a woman on the eighth floor ledge. As Supergirl came into range,
the woman stepped from the ledge and plummeted toward the ground. Within a
blink of an eye, the superheroine had collected the woman and landed her safely
on the sidewalk.

     "Thank you," the woman began, "I don't know what I could have been
thinking. Could I give you a hug?"

     Supergirl was well used to this type of appreciative gesture by now and
accepted it gratefully. At this point, the woman attached a small blue gem to
the back of Kara's neck. Another cry for help reached Kara's ears and away she
flew before she realized that she had been tagged.

     From his penthouse suite, Lex Luthor watched the Girl of Steel fly off.
"Superheroes are so magnificently predictable." He raised a glass in toast and
acknowledged his partner in this endeavor, Mr. Mxyzptlh. The two chuckled as
Supergirl flew to her next encounter.

     When she arrived at the pier, there was no one around.

     "Either somebody is playing games, or they figured out how to solve a
problem without me for a change." Supergirl took a last look around to be sure
all was alright before flying off again. "Finally all is quiet," she thought.
"Maybe now I can get to bed and play with my twat."

     The odd thought made her stop in mid-flight. It's not like Kara never
masturbated, but it wasn't usually so blatant a plan. She shrugged it off as
being the result of too much work and not enough sleeping around.... er....
sleep. "Boy, I really do need to get to bed....with someone. Her mind was so
involved with it's sudden preoccupation with sex that she didn't notice the
not-so-subtle changes to her body and costume.

     She finally just admitted to herself that she was as horny as she'd ever
remembered being. Too bad she wasn't seeing anybody right at the moment.
Fortunately, she'd packed her trusty vibrator when she came to Metropolis. A
quick trist with the fake dong, a shower, and a good night's sleep. She'd
convinced herself that was all she needed.

     "Help!"

     She cursed her superhearing as she headed off to the rescue.

     A family was being held up by a couple of thugs when Supergirl landed in
the alley. Not wanting to delay her self-gratification, she was glad that they
scared off when she approached. As she turned to calm the family, the father
and mother each gasped and covered the eyes of their young son.

     Kara was too tired, and too horny, to care about the reaction and went on
her way. Only later giving it any thought. She landed on Clark's balcony and
went into the apartment. That's when she realized why the parents had reacted
the way they had.

     There, in the full-length mirror was a reflection she didn't expect. She
looked like what a stripper might wear to dance as Supergirl at a club. Her
leotard had been reduced to nothing more than the briefest of slingshot thongs.
The blue material stretching over her shoulders down to barely cover her
nipples. Her breasts were fuller and rounder than ever before. As she followed
the material down she realized that the material just barely covered her cunt.
And there, carved out of her blonde tuft of pubic hair, was the "S" logo that
would normally have been on her chest.

     Around the back, her cape had reduced to nothing more than strips of red
lace that followed the straps down her back and disappearing deep into the
curve of her ass. And what an ass, it was rounder... plumper. And one final
touch, a tattoo of the "S" logo on her right ass cheek, and underneath it in
large letters the word "SLUT".

     Kara couldn't believe what she was seeing. Moreso, she couldn't believe
that the sight was making her hornier. She began furiously pumping at her pussy
with one hand as the slight material of her "uniform" pushed aside. The other
hand was busy pulling at those magnificent tits of hers.

     She couldn't stop herself. She couldn't look away. She was mesmerized by
the vision of sex in the mirror.

     "How did this happen. Why did this happen. Oh, I'm gonna cum." The
thoughts of her predicament gave way to the super-orgasm that she was
inflicting upon herself. Her knees buckled, she fell to the floor and finished
herself off. In doing so, the small blue gem was knocked from her neck.


SUPERGIRL BECOMES SUPERSLUT, PART TWO

     Kara's head cleared fairly quickly after her orgasm. At least enough for
her to take a shower before dropping off to sleep. It was a restless sleep
though. Her dreams were filled with images of her new body. She saw herself
walking into a darkened room wearing only her new uniform. As she walked to the
center of the room, the lights came on... spotlights glaring at her. Then loud
dance music came blaring out, along with the hoots of dozens of men who were
surrounding what she now saw to be a stage.

     Her first thought was to turn and get out of there. But then she realized
her voluptuous new body had other plans. She started dancing in the most erotic
ways. Thrusting her hips. Gyrating out of control. She actually took flight
over the stage as she spread her legs wide above the appreciative crowd.

     First one finger. Then two. Soon she was fist-fucking herself as she
glided over the stage. So lost in the feeling, she didn't even notice the men
start to climb the stage. Her hand was replaced by a dick. Another in her
mouth. Seemingly endless fucking and sucking ensued as she hovered between two
well hung cocks at a time. 

     Ten men? Twenty? Thirty? She lost count.

     When she woke, Kara was covered in her own sweat and cum. Her body had
retained the changes caused by ... whatever. Right down to the well-pruned logo
in her pussy hair. She wasn't sure what was causing this, she had a good idea.
But first another shower.

     Getting dressed was another problem. Her new body wouldn't fit into
Linda's conservative wardrobe. She certainly couldn't go out in broad daylight
in that "thing" that her uniform had become. Fortunately she had a spare
uniform. It would certainly test the limits of the spandex, but she had to wear
something.

     As she flew toward LexCorp, her uniform started reproportioning again.
This time it seemed to change pattern slightly. Her boots became stiletto
heeled shoes and red thigh highs attached to a blue garter belt. The
now-transparent red cape draped over her shoulders and attached to two gold
nipple rings. The final touch was a clit ring with a tiny bell on her now
exposed pussy.

     Unfortunately, Kara was too lost in thought to notice these changes.

     She landed on the balcony of Lex Luthor's suite and caught a glimpse of
herself in the window. Embarrassed, she was about to fly away when...

     "I must say, I like the new look. Trashy, yet colorful."

     Kara turned to face Luthor. Her face flushed with embarrassment. But she
was determined.

     "Just what did you do to me, Luthor?"

     "A little experiment that I dreamed up for your big brother."

     "Cousin."

     "Whatever." Lex was obviously gloating. "You see, since Big Blue had
managed to ferret away all of my kryptonite, I decided to try and create an
artificial version. Unfortunately, my attempts never quite lived up to the
original. Then, I hit on the idea of combining the weaker compound with
something else. If I couldn't kill the boy scout, I could take the shine off
his merit badges perhaps."

     Lex could sense the rising anger in Supergirl.

     "Viagra." He stated.

     "What?"

     "The little blue pill.... pop it down and pop it up! Miracle of the '90s."

     "I know what it is Luthor. I want to know why."

     Lex let out a chuckle. "What good is a superhero who can't get away from
his, or her, own fist? You being here instead of Superstud was just
happenstance. But I must say I approve of the results so far. I am surprised
that your staunch moral code allowed you to be seen in public in such racy
attire though."

     "Exactly. Your little concoction couldn't have managed to do this. Maybe
boost the sex drive, possible alter my body chemistry, but what's with my
clothing?" Kara felt as long as he was answering so easily, she might as well
try.

     "Ah yes. A brilliant touch added by a partner I've taken on for the
endeavor. And the results speak for themselves. Basically, anything you put on
will mold itself to the new you. By the way, I've never been so happy to see
that 'S'."

     Having heard all she could take, Supergirl started toward Luthor. He
promptly opened a box on the table next to him and produced a long, smooth blue
crystal. "Let me introduce you to my latest creation. I call it Blue
Kryptonium."

     Kara stopped in her tracks, a familiar tingle coursing through her body.

     "The volume is about 500 fold that of your first exposure. I don't know if
it will have 500 times the effect. But you should have fun finding out."

     With that, Luthor stepped toward Kara. She was obviously feeling the
effects of the crystal as he ran it down between her breasts, over her firm
stomach, past the pubic logo. She grabbed his hand just as he was about to
insert it into her cunt. But she couldn't pull it away. He, of course, wouldn't
pull it away. They stared at each other for a long moment. She then helped him
guide it into her wet snatch.


SUPERGIRL BECOMES SUPERSLUT, PART THREE

     The realization of what she'd done hit Kara like, well, a massive
orgasm. She had willingly allowed Lex Luthor to fuck her with his Blue
Kryptonium dildo. Her head was swimming. He was right, she did have a
strict moral code. At the same time, his latest creation was having a
dizzying effect on her.

     Kara flew away, as high and as fast as she could. Even this was little
help. The wind was only increasing the sensations she was feeling. The cool
breeze had her nipples fully erect. The constant tugging of her cape at
the nipple rings only heightened the feeling. She was cumming, just from
the sensations of flying! Kara knew she had to find a way out of this or
she was screwed, literally and figuratively.

     There was only one place to go when the world was crashing in on her.
At this speed she could be in Smallville in no time. The Kents had kind of
adopted her as Clark's only living relative. They would help her, no matter
what her current state of mind.

     Unfortunately, Jonathan and Martha were out when Kara arrived. She was
distraught as she knocked on the door to no answer. But her reflection in
the window caused her even more concern. Then she remembered an old mirror
in the barn. Better to see what was happening to her than sit and wait.

     There was a crack in the mirror, but it would do the trick. What she
saw was a shock to her.

     The reflection seemed to mock her. Her long blonde hair was now a
cascade of platinum blonde curls. Her mouth seemed permanently fixed in a
cupie doll pucker. Though she was wearing no make up, it appeared that she
had caked on the trampiest look she could. And her eyes, no matter how hard
she tried, she couldn't get that "come fuck me" stare out of them.

     Supergirl was afraid to continue the survey, but realized that she had
to know.

     Her breasts were now officially huge. She guessed about a 44DD. But
they defied gravity as though they were an A cup. They were graced by the
slight upturn to her massive nipples. Her waist was impossibly narrow by
comparison ... only 18 to 20 inches. Her waist expanded down to what would
easily be called a bubble butt, complete with that "Superslut" tattoo. Her
thatch of pussy hair had lightened to match that on her head but was still
adorned with the "S".

     The uniform had transformed itself again. The nipple and pussy rings
were gone. Now her top was little more than full-length blue gloves that
stretched over her shoulders to a choker around her neck. A slight gold
chain adorned her tiny stomach. Her vinyl boots were thigh high and skin
tight adorned with about a two inch platform and six inch heels.

     "This girl is built to fuck!" The thought caught her off guard just
when she realized that she'd never taken out Luthor's infernal dildo. She
dropped to her hands and knees and was about to go for the invader when her
libido kicked in again. She started grabbing at her still sopping cunt when
she heard a grunt.

     Slowly looking down between her legs and behind her, she saw Loco at
the entrance from the pasture. The Kents prize stud bull had caught her
scent. He was ambling up behind her. From her vantage point, she could see
his massive cock preparing for his next conquest. Fear gripped her. She
wasn't sure what the Blue Kryptonium had done to her. Could she withstand
that massive attack? She decided she couldn't chance it. But her fingers
wouldn't leave her engorged pussy. She was helpless, a victim of her own
wanton desires.

     Her fingers wrapped around the edge of the dildo and slid it out just
as the head of Loco's prick was about to touch her. She quickly slid her
little blue friend into her ass, then guided Loco to her hot hole. He
rammed in with all his might. Kara realized from the first stroke that she
had retained her invincibility. By the second stroke she was cumming as hard
as she ever had. But Loco was not even close to being finished.

     The massive bull continually buried his shaft deep within Kara. His
body nearly enveloping her. Stroke after stroke after stroke. It went on
for what seemed like hours. Supergirl's body was wracked with orgasms. She
couldn't tell if it was multiple, or the longest in recorded history.

     When he was done, she could feel the prick inside her well up as he
shot his load. By the third blast, she was too exhausted to hold on any
longer. The fourth spurt knocked her off his dick which continued to rain
semen upon her. She eagerly was licking up what she could. Catching it in
her mouth. Scooping it out of her twat. She couldn't believe how wantonly
she was drinking down this beast's cum ... but she wanted more.

     She leaned in and grabbed the dong up in her mouth to catch the last
few jolts so as not to let it go to waste. When he was done, she licked the
remains of their session from his slowly retiring shaft.

     Loco made his way back out to the pasture having been well satisfied.

     Kara was another matter. She suddenly realized that not only had she
allowed herself to be fucked by a bull, she had given it her first blowjob.
Even as she thought this, Kara caught herself playing with her pussy again.
She went out to the yard to hose herself down, taking longer than usual
when the sensation of the cool water forcing into her pussy made her cum
again.

     This was going too far. She had to get control of herself and quickly.
Before she managed to fuck a sperm whale. After pondering that possibility
longer than she should have, Kara took flight once again.