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  1. Hello! Here's two parts of an epic story I began recently featuring Wonder Woman, Power Girl, and Supergirl of DC Comics! You can find more of my work on DA where I pursue other fetishes in fiction: https://www.deviantart.com/pumpcultureff Enjoy and let me know what you think! =============================== "Spare me, Diana..." the old man wheezed into the sand. "This world needs me. More than you know." A hot breeze filled with embers stirred Wonder Woman's jet black hair, a dark flag raised high on a mast over the crumpled, armored body of the god of war at her feet. She pulled tight on the leash, her gilded, shimmering lasso wrapped around the god of war's neck, then she bent and gripped the helmet her enemy wore. The helm of war was cool to the touch, its molten grooves dimming as she removed it from his head. "No! No, Diana! Plea--" A tug on the lasso cut his breath short. He gasped like a fish on a hook. "This is the one that shook the world? An old man, begging for his life? You have killed my true father. You have harassed my sisters. You have done irreparable damage to human history, Ares. It is time the god of war retired." Summoning a powerful battlecry from the core of her breast, she pulled the lasso with all her strength and threw Ares into the zenith. Her icy eyes watched him arc through the sky like lightning toward distant Mount Vesuvius where he impacted the peak and sank buried into an ancient fiery prison. Diana breathed out a long, satisfied sigh. "Sisters, I have avenged you. The god of war is..." Is you, Diana of Themyscira... "Who's there?" she spun around, sword in hand, shield raised, helmet clutched close to her side. The voice was unfamiliar to her ears, though it reeked of Ares' arrogance. I'm here, Diana... Right where I belong... "The helmet...?" She cast it against the stones. It rang like a clash of armies. It did not bounce, heavy with the weight of bloodshed. Yes, the helmet... the helm of war... the mantle of war... Diana, there must be a god of war... "No. You're wrong." The amazon stared with distrust, unblinking. "Ares is gone." Ares lives... so long as there is war, he lives... but Mars son of Jove is no longer the god of war... You shall take his place... A goddess of war... The goddess of war and peace... "And what do you know of peace, hellion?" I have watched civilizations destroy themselves through unbridled war at the whims of Mars... Why should war want that? ...If there are no more hands to take up arms... I perish.. like your father... But... I seek a new god to take up the mantle of war... to enact a new Pax Romana... a peace of war, a world without war, where the study of war is without end... just like your island... "How dare you speak of my island!" Wonder Woman's beautiful face creased with rage. An island where there is no war... constantly impassioned by the pursuit of war, training for war, possessing power unimaginable... You could turn the entire world into that Paradise... "Hey, Wonder Woman!" a girlish voice banished the voice of steel. Power Girl descended from the skies, her smile gleaming, her blonde hair and red cape waving in the wind, her white top glinting in the sunlight. She radiated energy. "Where's the god of war?" Wonder Woman stepped between the helmet and the kryptonian. "I have defeated him, Power Girl. He is no more. We are free." But there was a hollow tone to her words. Diana... you can make the world free... Diana ignored the hellish words floating on the air. Power Girl appeared not to hear them. "...Is... is that his helmet?! How cool!" Power Girl said, pointing. "A trophy, huh? Didn't think you were the sentimental type." Wonder Woman's heart sank. "Stay back! It is haunted by his spirit." "Oh come on, really?" the kryptonian rolled her eyes. "I speak the truth, Power Girl! We must return it to Themyscira and bear it unto the hall of artifacts." You will bear me unto the realms of victory... "Hey, what's your problem all of a sudden?" "I said stay back!" Kara Zor-L, Power Girl, daughter of Krypton... I can feel your hunger... "Wait, did you hear that, Diana?" she stepped toward Wonder Woman, glancing over her shoulder as if to find the form of some monster bearing that steely voice stepping from the crags. "Kara, please! You must not come any--" I can feel the power of your youth, your will... your desire to change the world... This time they both heard it. Diana's face went white. Kara still looked around. Take up my mantle... "This is really weird, Diana. What's going on?" Kara was within arm's reach now. Unite the world... "Stay back!" Diana pleaded, then bent over and grasped the helmet, folding her arms over it. Kara's eyes went wide. "Oh wow! Is the helmet talking?" Yes, Kara Zor-L... Diana says she is protecting you... but really she is jealous... "Do not listen, Kara," Diana pleaded. "If the voice is in your head now, do not heed its words!" "You can't hear it? It's like clear as a bell!" Kara's eyes fixed on the helmet. "It has stopped speaking to me..." Wonder Woman whispered to herself, then to Kara: "No... You cannot have it!" She stepped back. See? She is jealous of you... your potential... You are merely Power Girl... while she is Wonder Woman... while HE is SuperMAN... "I can hear it. Look, Diana, stop freaking out. I just want to see it." A frown crossed Power Girl's brow. She took a step forward. "Kara. Get back!" Diana roared and brandished her sword at the young girl's neck. "Do not test me. Please." Jealous... "Just for a minute..." "Stop!" Power Girl ducked the sword and then her fingers were on the helmet, Diana gripped it with all her might, dropping the blade. She gathered herself to fly away but the helmet suddenly burned in her grasp. The cold blue steel melted into a blistering red, searing her flesh. Wonder Woman had rarely felt such pain. Power Girl ripped the helmet from her arms, her face enraptured, enchanted. The god of war is dead, Power Girl... Let us taste true power... Let us become... "No, Kara, nooo!" ...the goddess of war.... Kara's breathing quickened, her impressive bust rising and falling, her hands shaking. Still the helmet transformed before her, red into gold and diamond, encrusted with opal and precious stones, its horns bending, curving. The kryptonian raised it to her head, becoming a true titan. "The goddess... of war..." "Stop!" Diana screamed. A bright flash blinded the amazon. A crushing blast like an avalanche knocked her off her feet. Diana tried in vain to stand against it, raising her shield and peering around its edge. She witnessed Kara's ascent into goddesshood. Power Girl, once shorter than Diana, bloomed. She became more than a woman, more than a kryptonian, blessed with all the gifts of the gods: power, beauty, wisdom, war. Her petite form lengthened, growing taller every moment. Her boots whined around her thickening legs and her tight, powerful calves. Her white top stretched, tested to its limits by swelling breasts soon too big and full for her confining clothing, her cleavage deepening, bubbling up at the gap in her top. Her stomach flexed, armored with cobblestoned abs. Kara raised both arms slowly, clenched her gloved fists, and her biceps, triceps, and forearms thickened. Her arms and neck grew longer as she grew taller. Her shoulders broadened, heralding the first popping stitches in her white costume. Receive the power of the greatest of the Olympian gods... The light emanating from her increased. Tears stung Diana's eyes. A breathless moan escaped Kara's throat as her face transformed, cheekbones raising, lips becoming fuller, chin chiseling, her features shifting into graceful, elegant, womanly beauty while retaining, no, reinforcing their already youthful qualities. Her blonde hair sparkled as it turned to the color of pure gold. Finally it stopped. The helmet's voice fell silent. Its metallic surface ceased burning like a star, dimming to a brilliant gold. "Power Girl...?" Diana stood, slowly, "Are you alright?" Diana's eyes devoured Kara's perfect form, from head to toe and back again. Her flesh looked carved out of marble, every muscle tensed and flexed, fibers rippling, veins crawling, then disappearing as she eased and took a long, deep breath. Power Girl had become the image of amazonian power, of feminine strength, wed to the already impossible powers of the kryptonian race. Diana gasped. "My god." Then suddenly, she felt as if her strength began to fade... ============================== end of part 1 ============================== "No. Please no, Kara," the wondrous amazon gasped, struggling to find her voice. "This isn't you. It's Ares. Don't listen to--" Her voice broke off. Wonder Woman could hardly take in the vision that stood before her, a transformed Power Girl electrified with all the energy of a kryptonian wed with the strength of war, where just moments earlier a busty and buff but not overly frightening young woman stood. The helm of war sat atop Power Girl's head, a gold and crystalline crown bedecked with jewels and encrusted with horns curved like the ram's, its divine opalescent metal framing a face that could make Aphrodite jealous. But Kara's enchanting eyes didn't look at Diana. Kara was taking in all the newfound glory of her heavenly body. As she bent forward to lust over herself, her abs tensed and pinched the white fabric of her costume. Just below her chin, rippling pectorals supported massive breasts the size of cantaloupes. People said she was stacked before, told her that to her face in compliments occasionally genuine or backhanded, but now... they'd think she was downright stuffing her bra. That is, if those two incredulous tits weren't gripped perfectly in place by her white spandex, which looked practically painted on at this point. That answered the eternal question, revealing the fact that Power Girl went braless. Kara flexed her engorged pecs, pumping them up, and her melons bounced and jiggled like crazy in response. Then her eyes went to her shoulders. Diana's gaze followed, past ripped delts, arms raising, biceps the size of oranges tenting the fabric over her arms. Power Girl hit a double bicep pose and crunched her arms hard, pursing her lips at the sight. "Oooh hell yes..." the kryptonian moaned as her mind caught up with the scale of her new measurements. "I feel... wonderful!" She dropped her arms, which hung at an angle at her sides due to the swollen lats on her V-shaped torso. Nearby, jagged crags of solid stone jutted from the earth, among them a fallen statue built in the likeness of Hera. It was over a hundred feet long, the remnant of an ancient temple, constructed out of an arcane metal that was all but lost to modern civilization. In the blink of an eye, Power Girl stood at its base. She bent down, knees up to her armpits. A gust of wind blew her red cape across her shoulders, revealing a tiny waist at the base of an immense back cut deep with chasms of muscle. As she began to lift, the chasms became deeper rifts. Striated muscle flexed and fibers tensed. Her muscular ass went from feminine curves to angry, violently shredded beef. The statue began to lift into the air, still horizontal, from its base! Diana staggered closer, in awe, though she felt strangely weakened. She could hear Kara breathing heavily. At first, Wonder Woman thought it was due to the strain of lifting the magicked idol, until she quickly realized Power Girl was gasping with pleasure, almost moaning. The kryptonian heaved the towering statue above her head, even turned it vertically in her hands so it pointed straight up toward the sky. She was centered under its base now, pumping the immense metal likeness up and down, performing reps with an object Diana couldn't begin to guess the weight of. She knew the girl might've struggled with such an object before, but now... Power Girl was toying with it and loving every moment. "Mmmmm oh gods yes... YES... YES!" her once slender arms bulged with obscene power, a few thick veins visible even under her white costume, which was strained to its limit around her biceps and triceps. "FUCK YES!" Power Girl threw the statue out over the ocean. It sailed through the air. Wonder Woman watched it come crashing down on Mt. Vesuvius. Half of it buried itself at impact in the crater. Ares had a little surprise drop in. "This power... I've never felt so powerful! More powerful than the sun could ever make me!" Kara was saying, unable to tear her gaze away from her own body. Diana found her voice, cleared her throat. "Power Girl? Kara... L-listen to me. This isn't right. This isn't who you are--" "Who I am?" the kryptonian looked up from herself for the first time, "How would you know who I am? You're Wonder Woman... one of the strongest beings in the world... one of the all-time greats... I used to look up to you. You used to look down at me." There was a white and red flash. Suddenly, the kryptonian was standing before the amazon, over the amazon. She hadn't just gained muscle mass. She had grown taller, about a head taller than Wonder Woman now. Kara looked down with eyes that glowed red, her huge breasts almost pressing against Diana's face. "Well who's looking down at who now, huh?" "Power Girl, please, this is Ares, not you--" Diana stuttered, feeling weaker by the minute. "You think I care about Ares?" Kara scoffed, "Gods, I'm sick of being called Power Girl! Like I'm some kind of second-rate... sidekick!" Another white flash. Kara's gloved hand had grabbed Wonder Woman's wrist, her sword arm. The amazon dropped her god-killing blade, the clattering of steel against the rocks where it fell unable to mask the horror in Diana's gasp. "I am not a sidekick! I am not a clone of her! I am done playing second fiddle to him!" she gritted her teeth, a sound like marble being ground to powder. Veins flared across her neck, down her shoulder, across the bowling ball of her bicep, up her forearm, as her hand gripped tighter and tighter over Wonder Woman's wrist, over the magic bracelets she wore. A wave of agony flowed from her wrist as her bone cracked. Wonder Woman's eyes darted from her wrist to Power Girl's face. The kryptonian was smiling, cruelly. Her gorgeous features were contorted with rage and delight together at the sight of the amazonian princess's humiliation. "Kara... you've never been anyone's sidekick. Y-you've always been powerful. Please stop!" "Is this the woman that brought the god of war to his knees? Begging like a little girl?" Power Girl chuckled, a terrifying mixture of girlish chiming and godlike wrath. The gilded metal of Diana's "indestructible" bracelets, forged by the gods of Olympus, crumpled like a soda can under Power Girl's grip. Then Wonder Woman felt it, not merely weakness but nausea. "Kara! No, don't!" she screamed, unable to break free, unable even to move Power Girl's arm or pry open her fingers. In vain she struggled. The amazon couldn't force open that painful grip with her free hand. And then the nausea turned into fever and dizziness, and the feeling of weakness became a sensation of frailty. In the deepest pit of her fears, Wonder Woman knew what was happening, and the realization left her pale and petrified. The helm of war had transformed alongside transforming its new bearer, consuming battle prowess, warrior skill, physical strength. Kara felt it, but in reverse. Power Girl closed her eyes as the sensations hit her body. Not weakness but strength. Not frailty but power. Not nausea but vigor. Not dizziness but energy. The energy filled her as air fills a balloon, stretching the latex to its breaking point. She threw her head back as the euphoria of power flowed into her. "Oh gods... yesss...." she moaned at the top of her powerful lungs as her body began to expand. Still holding Wonder Woman by the wrists, now like a limp rag doll, Diana's feet left the ground as the energy of the most powerful of the amazons became married to the power of the kryptonian goddess of war. Kara grew. Taller, wider, bigger, broader, stronger, sexier. Her gorgeous body lengthened, legs and torso becoming longer, her head rising a few more feet into the air. Her costume whined in protest, white spandex pulling to its limits. Then the influx of new mass hit. Kara cooed girlishly as her calves formed into perfect diamonds, then grew heavier and heavier, bulging and hanging from her legs, splitting her blue boots at the top. Her thighs forced her to widen her stance as rivers of blood poured into them and they swelled until they resembled fibrous tree trunks. Webs of veins crawled over them, sweat glistening on her flawless skin. "Don't stop... please don't stop..." Kara groaned, lifting her free arm and flexing her impossible muscles. "I want more..." Diana gawked in terror at Kara's waist, tiny and crowded with muscle, blossomed with rock hard curves and angles. She could almost hear the muscle fibers expanding and strengthening. A sound like a heavy curtain being torn. Kara's abs each individually distended, pushing against her white spandex, becoming defined and deadly, framed by seething obliques and lats that inflated wider and wider, pushing her arms and shoulders outward. Her upper body transformed from a V-shape to a T-shape, her slender waist somehow supporting a writhing mass of pumped up muscles. Meanwhile, Diana felt herself growing sicker and slimmer. The once sensational icon had become so numb she couldn't even feel her own shattered wrist anymore or her purple fingers crushed just above Power Girl's fist. Her amazonian armor no longer hugged her curves or bosom. Sagging wrinkles appeared across her once smooth skin. Her luxurious black hair faded and turned from gray to gray-white. Her once proud amazonian body shriveled up like a raisin. "More... more... more... fuuuuuuuuu----" Kara gasped. Her pecs doubled in thickness, then doubled again, pressing breasts filling up like hot air balloons against Diana's helpless scab of a body. Kara's nipples hardened, sticking out like thumbs atop boobs that were each twice as big as her head at this point. Kara bounced her pecs and her breasts nearly punched the ragdoll that use to be Wonder Woman. Tit flesh spilled out of the top of Kara's costume's window, which had already begun to tear into a mess of white threads. "MORE!" Kara's neck widened as her hair lengthened, turning from blonde to gold with flecks of pure platinum and silver in it. It seemed for a moment as if the kryptonian would explode through the sheer force of the power pouring into her, and at that moment, it stopped like someone shutting off a valve. Power Girl stood there, a massive, towering wet dream of perfected muscularity and femininity combined into a sickening sexual reality. Her gargantuan chest heaved as she sucked in air and blew it out, taking deep breaths as her powerful heart pounded within her. "What. A. Rush!" she laughed. Wonder Woman could say nothing, her jaw hanging open, mouth gaping. Power Girl lifted her to the height of her face, some 9 feet in the air, and regarded the amazonian princess with disgust. "You." Power Girl's beautiful features writhed into a sneer, the fullness of her lips curling, perfectly white teeth flashing. "You would keep this from me? This? LOOK AT ME!" A sound like dry leaves blowing across stone came out of Wonder Woman's throat. "Hah! Now I am a goddess! I AM WAR! And look at you! All that's left of the once mighty Princess Ambassador of Themyscira is a tired old husk. Look at your pale wrinkled skin, your gray hair, your tattered face. I can see right through you! Your bones are less than glass and your skin is like paper! I've taken your power to make war. Because I deserved it! Because I am worthy!" She cast her down into the dirt. "Now youare beneath me. Now I can do nothing but forever look down at you! I was too weak to protect my Earth from being destroyed, but never again! So tell me... how's the view?" She laughed and pressed her fists against her waist, her whole body responding with a flex that would make Herakles weep. Then came the boom of the sound barrier breaking. A streak of blue and red and gold struck Power Girl in the stomach, catching her off guard, causing her to stumble backward a few steps, staggering her down to one knee. She was no longer laughing. "What have you done to Wonder Woman?" Supergirl's blue skirt, red cape, and golden hair billowed in the wind. She bent over to help raise the crumpled remains of Wonder Woman off the ground, casting a suspicious glare at Power Girl with eyes full of solar anger. Then the fire faded. In an instant, she recognized her fellow kryptonian behind all the bloated, over-engorged muscle. "Oh my gods... Kara?" Supergirl turned away from Wonder Woman and floated toward her counterpart. "Kara? What in Rao's name is going on here?" The tension in her slender body, from her legs to her bare midriff to her arms and face betrayed the confidence she attempted in her voice. Kara Zor-L, Power Girl, the new goddess of war raised herself to her full height from the kneeling position she had staggered into. Standing taller, taller, eclipsing the sun behind her with her head. She grinned, licked her lips as if about to devour a satisfying meal. The helm of war burned with hunger and so did she. "Greetings, appetizer." ============================== end of part 2 ==============================
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