Back To New York
After an afternoon of sensational sex and a full night’s sleep, Kara finally felt that she was completely normal again. While she’d had an extraordinary time using the ‘micro flesh bond’ dildos, Kara was ready to return to life as a normal, albeit super-powered female. She found Tiffany and turned in the special dildo to her. Kara was sharp enough and had heard enough about the Island and what they did for a living on it. She confronted Tiffany about whether or not what had happened with Ebony and Jen yesterday had been filmed.
“Yeah, those were some of the best scenes we’d seen around here in a long time.”
“That’s what I thought you’d say, Tiffany,” Kara gave a frustrated sigh. “There’s no easy way to say this, but you have to promise me those films won’t wind up on your website or the Internet. The data scanners on the league satellite can find just about anything...including your so-called ‘private island’.”
Tiffany stared hard at Kara, who had stuck her arm out against the wall, blocking her passage; she briefly tried to press by her, but with her meta-human strength, Tiffany wasn’t going anywhere. The last thing she needed was people taking too close a look at them. There was an awkward silence before Kara broke the ice.
“Jen and I are grateful for your hospitality, and especially what you let us do the other day. I don’t care if you keep those films as part of your ‘private collection’. If those films get on the Internet, I might have to make another visit here...and just like Jen’s ‘cousin’...you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.” There was an awkward silence between them, as Tiffany realized how serious Kara was.
“Okay, we won’t post anything with you or Jen in it. Scout’s honor.”
Kara breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Tiffany. “Just to show there’s no hard feel-ings, I’ll pose for some photo shoots with some of your girls before I leave.”
Tiffany knew Kara was a super-heroine and had a certain image to maintain, and came up with a compromise. “I think we’ll have you do some lingerie and bikini shoots by yourself and with some of the other girls. You won’t have to show everything if you don’t want to, but we can still get some dynamite shots of you. Believe me, I know all about posing without showing all the goodies after being a model for so many years.”
Once the photo shoots were over and they had all eaten breakfast, Kara said her goodbyes to Tiffany and the other amazons. On her way out, she met Jen in the hallway.
“Wait a minute, Kara,” said Jen as she was preparing to leave. She was also back to full strength after recuperating. “It’d be great if we can come up with a way to get Akima, Pandora and Kitten off this Island.”
After what Akima and Kitten had done yesterday and let Kara experience sex without having to hold back her super-strength, she agreed to try and help. “Okay. What’ve you got in mind?” Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora were passing from another direction and stopped to listen when they heard this.
“Now that you’re back to normal, you could use your heat vision to seal up the cracks on the exterior of Dragonfly.”
“That might seal the ship and make it be able to survive in space,” said Pandora.
“But the engines are completely shot on it, once we managed to leave Area 51,” said Kitten.
“I’m way ahead of you girls,” replied Jen. “I called Reed back at the Baxter building. If there’s anyone who can get it running again, he can.”
“But even if he’s a great mechanic, we aren’t exactly rolling in dough,” said Pandora. “And somehow, I don’t think he’ll accept any of our ‘intergalactic credits’.”
“Not to worry. Reed just wants to examine and study your craft, and then he’ll get it ready so you can get back out on the spaceways again.”
“But how’ll we get it to New York?” questioned Kitten. “Right now, Dragonfly is dead in the water...or should I say, on the beach.”
“The tractor beam on my ship has more than enough juice to tow your craft back to New York with us.”
“That’s the best news I’ve heard all day, darling,” said Akima. “Kitten, set up another hologram so no one will see us while Dragonfly is being repaired outside. Pandora, get on Dee Dee’s PC and download just enough tech so we can cloak both of our ships on the return trip. I’ll tell Tiffany and the others that it looks like we’ll be leaving shortly.”
Outside on the beach, Jen and Kara used their brute strength to force some of Dragon-fly’s cracks and crevices closer together. Then Kara fused them shut with her heat vision. A number of the amazons had gathered to watch. After running a structural integrity test on Dragonfly, Akima Mars gave some polite applause when she saw what they had done.
“Bravo, girls! She may not win any beauty contests, but Dragonfly is now space-worthy again, once we can get her engines repaired.” She turned to face Tiffany and the others. “I want to thank you for your hospitality, Tiffany, and apologize for showing up so unexpectedly.”
Akima Mars had chosen to have Dee Dee remove her cock and balls, even though she’d had a tremendous amount of fun using them. “We still have to present ourselves as women first, and then depending on the situation, use the micro flesh bond’ dildos for wilder scenes.”
“Well, I want to thank you for all of the material you three donated to our video and photo libraries, Akima.”
Akima Mars smiled and tried not to wince. Kitten noticed this and elbowed Akima gently in the ribs. “Y’know, they did provide us with copies of the films that we can upload once we’re back home on the spaceways, ‘moneybags’…”
“The three of you are gonna be so popular once they’re uploaded…” Tiffany continued.
“It’s a shame you won’t be here to make any more films with us.”
“You never know what will happen, darling. Dee Dee has our e-mail address and we can still keep in touch that way.”
“You never know when we’ll be able to drop in for another visit,” added Pandora.
“Please try to call or send a message first,” said Dee Dee. “That’s all we ask.”
After more hugs and good-byes, Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora, along with Jen and Kara boarded their ship. Once they were aloft, Jen activated the tractor beam and Dragonfly arose from the beach, following them like a puppy.
With both ships cloaked, the trip back to New York was uneventful. One section of the Baxter building was large enough to accommodate Dragonfly, and a hologram program was run to conceal the vessels as their damaged ship was docked there.
Kara and Jen contacted Amanda Waller, and verified that Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy were incarcerated for the time being, and their obligations to the Suicide Squad were finished.
“I’ve just gotta turn the ship back in to their facility, and I’m done,” said Jen. “I’ll be back soon. I let Reed know we were arriving earlier...he should be here any minute.”
“And I think I need to get back to the JSA,” said Kara. “It’s been fun, but I need to get out of this orange jumpsuit and back into my old outfit and then get back to normal...or as normal as it gets for us superheroes.” She headed for an elevator, went to the roof and then flew off.
The video starlets were by themselves for a moment, before they were greeted by Reed.
“Hello, ladies. Jen told me your ship was in need of some repairs.” Out of habit, he stretched one arm out several feet to shake hands with them.
“So that’s why they call you ‘Mr. Fantastic’, handsome,” replied Akima. “I’m Akima Mars and these are my two very dear friends Kitten and Pandora.” As an adult entertainer, she could immediately imagine all sorts of erotic possibilities with someone like Reed.
Reed had eyes only for their ship and the technology it possessed, stretching his long arms and probing all over the exterior. The video starlets were somewhat miffed at a male not paying any attention to their stunning figures.
“The hatch opens here,” Kitten said in a deadpan tone, pointing at a panel, “if you’re interested.” While still standing outside the ship, Reed quickly stretched out the upper half of his body, entered the ship and began exploring the interior.
“Y’know, I’ve seen children getting actual presents on their birthdays, who aren’t as happy as he is now,” grumbled Pandora.
After a moment, Reed emerged from the ship, clutching a thick booklet. “This ship of yours is absolutely incredible, ladies.”
“I see you found the manual, darling,” said Akima. “But I’m afraid it isn’t written in your language. I’d be happy to help translate it for you...in private of course.” She took a deep breath and pulled her zipper down, making her already huge bosom appear even more prom-inent.
“That’s not necessary.” He donned a set of goggles out of a pouch on his belt. “I invent-ed a universal translator last year.” Reed began scrutinizing the diagrams and various instruc-tions.
Seeing Reed ignore her advances only made Akima Mars more determined to have her way with him. She moved closer and was going to embrace him, whether he wanted it or not.
Akima was stopped inches from Reed by what seemed to be an invisible wall.
“What the hell?” she exclaimed.
“That’s close enough, sweetheart.” Susan made herself visible, and had a stern look on her face. “That’s my husband you’re trying to glam onto.”
Kitten and Pandora didn’t say a word and watched in nervous anticipation.
“Sue, I was just trying to help these ladies with…” Reed tried to interject.
“You keep quiet, buster,” Sue retorted, frowning at Reed.
“I was only trying to show him how grateful we are,” Akima fumbled for an explanation. Sue turned to Akima. “That’s not the only thing you’re trying to show him...those two gazongas of yours could double as weather balloons, if you’re not careful.”
Akima started to lose her temper. “Oh, bollocks...maybe it’s just as well...he doesn’t seem to appreciate ‘real women’ like us when he sees them.”
Now Sue responded in kind. “Let me show you what ‘real’ is sweetie. That’s my force field you’re pressed against. I can change or morph it into any type of shape that I want…like this.” Akima gaped in surprise as the zipper on her coveralls appeared to magically open itself down to her navel. Suddenly, her enormous breasts felt like they were gripped by giant hands. They were lifted up and out of her outfit as though they were weightless, then mashed against her face, blocking her vision and nearly cutting off her breath. “I think that may be a better look for you, Akima,” Sue teased. “At least you’re quiet now.”
Kitten and Pandora looked on in astonishment at their partner. Try as she might, Akima couldn’t move her bosom downward, even using her hands and exerting her strength.
Out of reflex, Reed’s eyes popped open in surprise when he saw Akima Mars’ gigantic breasts fully exposed.
“This isn’t a peep show, Reed,” Sue remarked, making part of the air in front of Akima’s boobs appear opaque, using her invisibility power in a different way.
“Let...go...of...my...breasts!” Akima finally managed to exclaim.
“Okay, honey...if you insist.” Sue mentally ceased her force field, letting gravity have its effect on Akima’s enormous juggs. The two massive mounds fell down to their normal position, the sudden change causing a momentary whiplash on Akima, her head bobbing back and forth, until she righted herself. The video starlet knew when she was outmatched, and could only glare at Sue as she pulled her overalls open and placed her boobs back inside and zipped it up again.
“Now Sue, there’s no need to act like that,” Reed tried to intervene.
“You’re right,” Sue admitted. “But if I catch any of you three messing with my husband, I won’t be as nice the next time,” she warned them.
By now, Jen had returned. “Okay, everybody take a nice deep breath and clam down, please.” There was an awkward silence in the room. She couldn’t think of any other way to explain the situation quicker, so she cut to the truth.
“Sue, Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora are ‘adult entertainers’ from another world.”
“Really?” Sue replied sarcastically. “I never would’ve guessed.”
Akima swallowed her pride and tried to make amends. “Jen’s right about us. I want to apologize for coming on so strongly to your husband, Sue. Jen told us he might be able to repair our ship, and I got carried away. Once it’s fixed, then we can leave.”
Sue’s frown softened and she looked at her husband. “Do you think there’s a chance you can repair it, Reed?”
“Give me a little time to absorb the manual, and then I’m sure I can put something together for you ladies.”
“That sounds fantastic,” said Akima. “We’ll be forever grateful to you. Once we’re back in our part of the galaxy, we can purchase a new ship.”
“I’ll need a day or two to complete the job,” replied Reed. “You ladies are welcome to stay here…” He hesitated, seeing an icy look from Sue.
“But I think it’d be better for everyone if you three weren’t looking over Reed’s shoulder,” said Jen. “I think I’ll take you three girls on a tour of the night life the Big Apple has to offer while you’re here.” Akima and her two friends immediately warmed up to the idea. “But I think we’ll need to make a few changes first. No night club is gonna let you in wearing those ‘over-alls’.”
“Yes, the ‘fashion police’ would definitely be enforcing capital punishment if we showed up in these rags,” Akima agreed.
Jen fished in her purse for a moment. “And with me being as tall as I am with green skin, and you girls built like you are, we won’t exactly blend in.” She held up a small device and made some adjustments to its settings. Reed raised his brows when he saw what it was. “This little hologram projector should do the job nicely.”
“I don’t mind you borrowing some of my tools, Jen, but you really should ask first. Even though you returned it, I noticed the sonic disruptor you ‘borrowed’ earlier was missing…”
“That wasn’t me...it was Giganta.”
“And I see that I should probably upgrade certain security protocols also...”
“I promise that won’t happen again, Reed.” Jen aimed the device at the three video star-lets and flashed a pale beam over them, and then did the same to herself. Moments later, Jen appeared at a normal height, in a gorgeous dress and with natural Caucasian skin tones. Akima, Pandora and Kitten now had nice evening dresses on, and while they were still busty, didn’t sport the massive torpedo tits they normally had earlier. “Now we look like four fine ladies, ready for a night on the town. Just be careful when you move around...only your visual appearance has changed.”
“I think we’ll be fine darling,” Akima replied. The three of them had masqueraded like this before to fool Herk, after Gerta had cast a spell on them.
“Let’s go girls,” Jen led the way to the elevator. “Manhattan is ours for the taking tonight. I’ve still got your number in case I need you to bail us out, right Sue?”
“You do that, and I’ll set these three up on a blind date with Ben!”
“Who in the world is..?” asked Kitten.
“You don’t want to know,” Jen answered, as she ushered the three of them out the door. “You’d be better off spending a night in jail.”
