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Life with Alpha
by A. Pseudonym
Chapter Eight: Wonder Woman & Zatanna
Codes: MF, MF+, FF, MC, BD, SciFi, anime, cartoon, comic book
Disclaimer: Wonder Woman/Diana Prince and Zatanna Zatara are owned by DC Comics
and are used here without permission for entertainment purposes only. All
artificial persons herein are based on characters owned by their creators, not
the author.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_woman
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zatanna
Dramatis Personae:
Frank _____ - Lead character, inventor of Alpha
Alpha - First A.I. in existence
Kasumi Tendo - artificial woman based on character from Ranma 1/2
Daria Morgendorffer aka Daria Morgan - artificial woman based on character from
Daria
Jane Lane aka Jane Lannister - artificial woman based on character from Daria
Kara Zor-L aka Power Girl aka Karen Starr - artificial woman based on character
from DC Comics
Rei Ayanami aka Rei Ayanami Ikari - artificial woman based on character from
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Anna Marie aka Rogue aka Anna Marie Raffen - artificial woman based on character
From Marvel Comics
Princess Diana aka Wonder Woman aka Diana Prince Walters - artificial woman
based on character from DC Comics
Zatanna Zatara aka Annabelle Tara Zane - artificial woman based on character
from DC Comics
There were a couple delays to be dealt with before our next women were to
be brought to life, but the decision on who to animate was made well before
Rogue arrived: Wonder Woman and Zatanna!
The decision was made partly because we had a built-in method to bring
them in due to the backstory we wrote for Power Girl. The story was that Kara
was on her way to meet the other two ladies for a girls night out when she was
transported here for her "vacation". From there, it's a tiny step to have
Zatanna transport the two of them between dimensions chasing after a missing
Kara.
As soon as the decision had been made, I got together with Kara and we
prepared 'just in case' any of her friends follow her here. (More on that
later.)
Anyway, about the delays I mentioned. First, due to recent market
"corrections" our portfolio needed some work.
(As an interesting side-note, Alpha says there are now at least a dozen
major investors who keep a close eye on her investment strategies, often
mimicking our market adjustments themselves. Alpha has started taking this into
consideration, using this ability to start small market shifts to her
advantage. I'm not sure how legal their tracking of our stock movements was,
but I don't really care much. Alpha can handle it.)
Alpha needs at least half of her processing power to do her market
planning properly, which she is unable to do when she's growing bodies with her
nanites, since the nanites use from half up to 95% of her processing power.
Now lest someone protest that I could just add more and/or better systems
to make up the difference, I do still regularly upgrade Alpha's existing
systems, but we've found that after we go beyond 32 systems, the overall
processing improvement provided by each additional system drops off
significantly. I think it's probably a programming limitation somewhere, but
I'm not sure how to overcome it yet.
The second delay was creating Wonder Woman's lasso. We certainly couldn't
create a lasso that compels truthful answers from anyone held within its coils,
but we could create a golden-colored rope of amazing tensile strength. Alpha
was going to use a mix of nano-tubes and other materials woven to form rope
strands, and braid the strands together to a degree that only nanites could. At
3/4 inch thick, 57 ft long, and with the appearance of a braided silk rope, it
should have a breaking point somewhere in the 80-90,000 lb range and be VERY
hard to cut.
Creating this was much, MUCH easier than creating a person, but it was
still a new procedure to be developed and executed. It worked out well enough
that we used the same method to grow/weave Wonder Woman's outfit too.
For her other equipment -- tiara, belt, and bracelets -- we bought the
tiara and belt online as part of a Wonder Woman costume. The bracelets I had
made custom with titanium. Since Diana actually had the reflexes and hand-eye
coordination to be able to deflect bullets (with a variety of ifs and provisos),
I wanted her to have bracelets which might survive such an encounter.
For Princess Diana herself, we gave her the same musculature and toughness
as Kara, but not her vision or hearing. She had eye-hand coordination as
perfect as Alpha could build it. We gave her excellent fighting skills,
including weapons, armor training and, of course, the roping skills.
For her personality and personal history, we had a wide range of choices.
We ended up just cherry-picking the elements from the comics that worked best
for our situation. We decided that our version would have had plenty of lesbian
history, but not be anti-men or a virgin. She'd be intelligent and thoughtful,
willing to be a leader but also willing to let others lead depending on the
situation. She's had boyfriends before -- most notably Steve Trevor -- but no
solid long-term relationships with men or women.
For Zatanna Zatara, her powers were completely unworkable in the the real
world. Magically reshaping reality through reversed voice commands is not
something that Alpha could build into her DNA or physical structure. We did at
least give her all the skills and knowledge we could for magic tricks and escape
artistry, along with the physical reflexes and double-jointed-ness to pull it
all off.
We kept her background simple too. Zatanna has gone through a few
different attempts to change her, both visually and power-wise, including an old
miniseries that saw her abandon her trademark outfit and alter how her powers
work. She's one of the characters who frequently crossed over into the Vertigo
line, known for adult weirdness and literary pretensions (and yes, it's true
that not all of the Vertigo titles were 'pretensions'... some actually were
excellent literary works).
Fortunately whatever any writer or artist did to her, she always
eventually shifted back to her traditional appearance and powers, which is how I
wanted her anyway. She normally dresses in a very sexy version of a tuxedo,
with top hat and fishnet stockings. Oh, so beautiful.
We kept her simple. Our version was a magical super-hero when needed, an
entertainer when she wasn't needed. We left out her apprentice as an
unnecessary complication. Her personality would be friendly and determined,
playful and a showman. Not a virgin with men, but never kissed a girl.
So with the delays and growth time, my two new raven-haired beauties
weren't ready to appear until a little over 4 months after Rogue arrived. And
they would probably be my last super-heroes for the time being.
* * * * *
Alpha and I were now old hands at secret character activations, and this
one followed much the same plan as we did when we activated Kara.
Since they were following Kara, Alpha and I decided it would work best if
they showed up where she did, outside my lake cabin.
Once this had been decided, I had raised the question with Kara of what we
should do if any of her friends came looking for her. Most likely, they would
suddenly find themselves without their normal powers in a strange version of the
United States.
At my encouragement, Kara wrote a note to "Friends of Kara" and we tacked
it onto the door of the cabin. The note basically said that she was fine and
gave a phone number to call to contact her. I reactivated the phoneline at the
cabin, and we reburied the key under the PG marker on the tree.
Months later, when the new ladies were ready to be born, I cleaned and
dressed them in their costumes and drove them out to the cabin in the middle of
the night, storing them safely inside the cabin for the time being. I also left
Alpha's disguised transmitter.
The next morning, I drove off to get a haircut and run a couple errands
alone. After a quick haircut, I drove out to the cabin and moved them near
Kara's tree marker, making sure they were not within view of the lake or road.
While driving back to the house, I called Alpha and had her activate the
new ladies. The end result was that Kara called me excitedly as I was
approaching my driveway.
"Hello?"
"Hi, honey."
"Hi, Kara. What's up?"
In the background, I heard her say, "Yes, I'm talking to him now. Stay on
the line. I'll be out to pick you up in a few minutes, but it's at least a 45
minute drive. Yes, I'll explain in a minute. Hold on."
"Sorry, I'm on my cell right now too. Honey, you know how after Rogue
arrived, you were worried that someone might come looking for me and get lost or
stranded?"
"Yeeeessss..." I drew the word out as if it had multiple syllables.
"Well, congratulations! You were right. I'm about to drive out to the
cabin to pick them up."
"Them? How many? Not the whole Justice League or JSA, I hope."
"No, just two."
"Well, I'm about to pull into the driveway. Hold on and I'll drive you to
the cabin. Is Kasumi there? Have her prep a couple more rooms just in case."
"Just in case?"
"In case their powers don't work either. In case they're stuck here for
now."
"Oh, yeah. It definitely sounds like that's the case. Kasumi!"
Fortunately she held the phone away from her ear before she yelled.
While she was talking to Kasumi, I parked and hung up my cell phone.
I found Kara in the kitchen, talking to Kasumi, holding her cell phone in
one hand and the house phone in the other.
I took the house phone from her hand (making her jump a bit in surprise)
and hung it up. I gently herded Kara to the minivan, telling Kasumi we'd be
back in a couple of hours.
"So, who followed you?" I asked as I pulled out of the driveway.
"Diana and Zatanna."
"Diana... Wonder Woman?"
"Yes." She suddenly seemed to remember that she had a cell phone in her
hand. "Diana? Oh, good. Sorry about the delay. We're on our way."
I interrupted her conversation. "There should be dried granola-type food
in the pantry." She looked blankly at me. "You're always really hungry when
you arrive, maybe they are too."
"Oh, right. Di, if you and Zana are hungry, Frank says there should be
dried foods in the pantry... Good... Okay, we're on the road, so we'll
probably see you in 45 minutes to an hour.... Okay... Okay... We'll see you
soon... Bye."
Kara closed her phone, but looked a bit uneasy.
"What's wrong?"
"I... I don't know how they're going to react to all this. What they're
going to think about me... us... all of us."
"You mean about our... umm... loving household?"
"Yeah, pretty much. And about me not being a superhero here. And...
well..."
"I think I understand. This is your private vacation spot, separate from
your other life. And now your other life is intruding."
"It sounds terrible, doesn't it. I suddenly feel so selfish and... and
greedy... and ungrateful. I mean, they came planning to rescue me, to help me,
and I just want them not to be here."
"Don't worry about it. It's a natural reaction. After all, you're only
huma... uhhh... Kryptonian. Maybe you can view it as... you're the host and
they're the visiting guests from your old hometown."
She laughed a little at this. "And what about our... what did you call
it?... our 'loving household'? I'm pretty sure they'd be fine with it if it was
just you and me, but with the harem-like atmosphere we have... I don't know."
This time I laughed a little. "Well, if they have a problem with us, then
they can't join in."
"Hey, lover, I'm not sure I'm willing to share you with them."
"Actually, from what you've told me about Wonder Woman, I have to think
about whether or not I want to share you with her, hmmmm?"
She grinned. "Come on. I know you want to see me make out with the
Princess."
"True," I admitted. "But do you think she'd be willing to allow an
audience?"
"Well, maybe if you turn on your charm."
"Charm? Check. But seriously, are you going to be okay?"
"Yes. Well, I don't know, but I think I'll be fine." She sighed deeply.
"You know, back home, there's no one I would be willing to talk to like this.
Thank you."
"Hey, just remember, if there are any problems with them, you are much
more important. If worse comes to worse, I'll give them a wad of cash and they
can go off by themselves. But I doubt it'll come to that. You, my dear, are
going to be their lifeline.
"First of all, they're probably going to a bit messed up without their
powers, so they'll need to adjust to that. Second, you're their ticket home.
When you eventually go back, you can tell your super-scientist friends and
they'll retrieve Diana and Zatanna remotely or something. Y'know, using the
super-science from your world to pluck them out of this one."
We had actually discussed this before. She was fairly sure someone from
her world would be able to grab people from other dimensions without actually
having to visit the other dimensions.
She stayed silent.
"I think they'll actually end up being jealous. You get to visit here
regularly, get to unwind and relax and have fun. They'll only get this one
visit. Probably. Can't imagine they'll want to come back if they can't
guarantee a return trip."
"Jealous? You certainly have a high opinion of your world."
I reached over and put my hand on her leg. "Kara, I'm judging by you
yourself. I can see you miss your home sometimes, but I'm pretty certain you're
happy here most of the time."
She put her hands over mine, squeezing me affectionately before returning
it to me so I could concentrated on driving.
"You're right. I wish I could switch back and forth between worlds
whenever I wanted to."
I moved the conversation to inconsequentials for the rest of the drive out
to the cabin.
As we pulled up in my minivan, two women stepped out to meet us. Despite
it being late July, middle of the day, in Texas (ie. slightly over 100 degrees),
both were wearing trench coats.
I had included them as part of their outfits, given they were supposedly
coming from an evening out (and needed to hide their costumes... seriously, a
lot of comic book characters hide their costumes with trench coats, as if that
ever actually worked), but why in the world were they wearing them in this heat?
It's not like they're in the middle of a crowd.
Regardless the two of them looked beautiful.
Princess Diana had long beautiful raven-black hair hiding most of her
tiara. I'm no stylist, but it had a natural curving sweep to it. Her figure
was well hidden by the coat, but I knew it was slim and powerful with D cups
held up by the golden eagle of her costume's neckline.
Zatanna's legs showed under her slightly shorter coat, encased in her
trademark fishnet stockings. She wore a classic black tophat, which was
actually fairly expensive since I had ordered the best magician's hat I could
find (no rabbit included). Under the coat, she had on a cross between a classic
tuxedo and a Vegas showgirl outfit. Her figure was approximately the same as
Wonder Woman's. Her breasts were slightly smaller and her legs and neck
slightly longer.
Kara hopped out of the van and headed straight to the raven-haired duo.
"Di, Zana, welcome to my vacation world," she said as she gestured around
her with her hands.
"Kara, are you all right?" Wonder Woman asked.
"Yes, I'm fine." She hugged them both at the same time. "How long have I
been gone?"
"About half an hour," Zatanna responded. "We only noticed so quickly
because Diana was sure you should have arrived early or on-time to the club. I
did a quick tracking spell and found you weren't in our dimension, so we
followed."
Kara grinned ruefully. "You should have checked in with the League or JSA
first."
Diana replied, "We did. We radioed in. Arrow was on duty, and we told
him that you had left the dimension and we were tracking you."
"But you didn't wait for him to check my file, did you? It's a long
story, but this happens regularly. I randomly come here every so often and then
return. The good news is that I'm only gone for a few minutes or hours. The bad
news... well, there are a couple points of bad news for you.
"First, as I'm sure you noticed, the laws of physics are slightly
different here and most superpowers don't work. Second, time flows differently
between the two worlds. The 30 minutes back home has lasted almost a year
here."
"A year?" they said simultaneously.
"Over 11 months, to be more precise."
"When will you go back? And how?"
"Like I said, it's random. But it's longer every time. My first visit, I
was here less than five minutes and disappeared back home for a few seconds. My
last visit, I was here about 8 or 9 months and disappeared back home for a
couple hours.
"The time spent here and time lost there is inconsistent, but it has
significantly increased each time."
I joined in at this point. "Our best guess is that she'll probably remain
here for a few more years. I hope."
They both looked at me directly for the first time.
Kara gestured between us. "Diana Prince, Zatanna Zatara, may I present my
best friend in this world, Frank. Frank, may I present Wonder Woman and
Zatanna."
Diana jumped a bit at Kara's use of her psuedonym.
"It's a pleasure to meet you both." I extended my hand. "Kara's told me
so much about you."
Zatanna never really had a secret identity. Or maybe more accurately,
she's not as public a super-hero as Wonder Woman. Diana did not rely much on
her civilian identity, but still apparently didn't like it being thrown about so
freely.
As I shook each hand, I noticed a small shiver run through each of them at
my touch. So it begins, I thought, grinning to myself. But I think I was able
to keep my smile pleasant, free of plotting lust.
"If Kara trusts you, we'll give you the benefit of the doubt, right Di?"
said Zatanna warmly.
"Of course," said Diana, obviously not entirely convinced. "Now, what are
the chances of us getting home?"
Kara and I put on our serious faces. "Not good."
"I'm sorry, but their science is... Their laws of physics don't allow the
same things ours do, and..." Kara looked at me helplessly.
"The super-science you seem to have in your world doesn't exist here. I
like to think we're a technologically modern world, but we've never been visited
by aliens... at least as far as I know. We haven't visited any planets other
than our own moon, though we have sent a few probes out to land on Mars and
Venus. We don't have any working theories about dimensional travel."
Turning to face Zatanna directly, I continued. "Magic almost entirely
consists of stage magicians doing tricks. Some people believe in real magic,
but the existence of anything real has never been proven."
"I've already tried a few basic spells to no effect." She cleared her
throat. "Nruter su ot ruo emoh noisnemid. See nothing."
I had a thought. "Here, let's do a quick experiment... ummmm...
Princess, could you bring out your lasso? Here, loop it around me. I bet it's
still super strong, because that would be intrinsic to its physical existence.
But I doubt its magic truth-telling ability still works."
She put the loop around me and tightened it slightly.
"Ok, tell me the truth. Can we go home?"
"Yes, but not with anything we have here. But that question actually
doesn't help prove things either way. Here, if I may. I love ice cream. I
hate ice cream. I'm a black teenage girl. I'm an old Chinese Kung Fu master.
See?"
They were silent for a moment as I pulled off the golden lariat. Then
Diana spoke up. "So, we're stuck here?"
Kara jumped in. "Not forever. From my conversations with Dr. Hamilton at
STAR Labs, they can probably pull you back home from our world once they know
you're gone. There's even a chance that your call into the League triggered a
call to Dr Hamilton who'll start setting up to do that. And if not, then once I
get back, I can tell him."
"Why don't we continue this in the minivan with air conditioning?" I
suggested. I locked up the cabin, and we all piled in the van.
"Are you hungry?"
They both perked up at this and responded strongly in the affirmative. I
took suggestions for fast food and drove us through a Wendy's on the way home.
But before we got home, I had to stop for a gas refill. "Hey, we haven't
gotten to the best part!" I cackled gleefully. "Kara, while I pump the gas, why
don't you take them into the station and take a look at the magazine rack?"
She immediately caught on to my idea and escorted them inside. When I
finished filling up, I went inside to find them stunned and sorting through the
comics.
"Grab as many as you'd like, my treat. We have more back at the house."
They left with half a dozen comics each.
Back in the van, Diana said, "I know Kal talked about a world like this,
but I... it just never seemed real."
"As far as I can tell, this isn't that world. But yes. Here in this
world, you're both comic book characters. Oh, and I should point out that there
are no supervillains here either. And while the police are usually happy to
accept community support, they tend to send vigilantes to prison."
Kara joined in. "If I may, I recommend trying to view your stay here as a
vacation. Or maybe a chance to learn any mundane skills you want to as a
private citizen.
Zatanna said, "It sounds like we're going to need to get jobs while we're
here. Do they require ID or birth certificates or anything like that?"
"Yes, but I can get you workable IDs while you're here. They probably
won't be good enough to let you get passports or high publicity jobs or high
security positions, but they should be sufficient for most anything else.
"But at the same time, you don't have to work. You're friends of Kara, so
I'll be more than happy to put you up."
"Thank you, but if we're going to be here for years, I wouldn't want to
impose..."
Kara interrupted. "Wait until you see his new house before you turn him
down. Frank here is loaded."
"So how did you two meet?"
"I met Frank on my very first visit. He was the cutest little 10 year old
kid you've ever seen." And she launched into the story (see Chapter 5).
I had never heard her tell the story all at one time before, and it was
interesting to hear it from her perspective. She gave hints that we were in a
relationship but only hints. She also left out any mention of Alpha, which I
appreciated.
She had covered all the basics of our story by the time we arrived home.
I parked out front so they get a good view.
"Welcome! It's no Wayne Manor, but it's home."
Zatanna said, "Very nice." Diana was silent, but gave a nod.
"We'll go shopping..." I looked at my watch. It was already mid-
afternoon, and I really hated driving in and out of the metroplex area during
rush hour. "...Probably tomorrow and get you each a wardrobe to use while
you're here. I'm sure Kara and Anna can loan you clothes for tonight."
"Anna?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm also hosting a friend from Japan who lost her home, a
pilot and engineering student, a couple of college students and another lady
tossed adrift through the dimensions. Anna Marie was a mutant super-hero in her
home dimension. She made a wish with a genie's lamp and ended up here."
I paused. "Actually, have either of you ever met the X-Men? They're a
mutant super-hero team from a dimension similar to yours."
They looked at each other.
Diana said, "I have. There was a young man who could travel between
dimensions and there was something strange that happened with Dr Fate. It's all
a bit fuzzy, to tell the truth."
"Well, then there's a chance you've met Anna before. Her super-hero name
was Rogue, if that helps."
She shrugged.
Actually, they had no memory of each other. I was pretty sure they didn't
actually meet in the comics in question, but I wasn't positive. Regardless,
their memories did not include any meeting between them. On the other hand,
they definitely knew some of the same characters. In particular, Storm and
Wonder Woman had been merged into a single person for the storyline in question.
[There are a variety of crossover comics between DC and Marvel, but here I'm
mostly referring to the DC vs Marvel/Amalgam comics.]
"Come on, take off your coats and come inside. You must be close to a
heatstroke in those things."
We went inside and I introduced them to Kasumi and Rei. Anna was outside
sunbathing, so she didn't meet them until I gave the house tour.
They seemed a bit in shock, and I tried to be as accommodating as
possible. I set them each up with a debit card to one of my accounts and had
basic ID to go with them by morning. (Or rather, Alpha did.)
Rogue bonded with the newcomers much more easily than she had with Kara,
and they quickly figured out Diana's link with Storm. By this time, Anna had
decided she preferred life here where she could touch and be touched freely,
though she still missed her friends and colleagues. The unexpected link to
Ororo made her misty-eyed and sad, so much so that I spent the night with her to
try to cheer her up.
I offered to let them borrow a car to drive wherever they needed to go,
knowing that they had no where else to go. Diana briefly jumped at the chance,
but rapidly deflated once she realized her situation.
Diana also started talking about going to see if Themyscira (Paradise
Island) existed on my world too. Since our world has the mystery of the Bermuda
Triangle as well -- where Themyscira was located apparently -- she felt that it
might actually exist here too.
I wasn't moving in on them as quickly as I had the previous ladies in the
house, but I made sure I paid close attention to them and made skin-to-skin
contact as often as possible. When we were close, I could see their eyes
dilating, focusing on me. They would stumble over their sentences as they
talked to me.
When I took them shopping the next day, I did my old trick of asking them
to put on a fashion show for me for fun, and I could see their faces blushing
and skin flushing as they did so. I thought Diana might balk at this, but she
agreed. (Zatanna was a natural showman and very flirty.)
Diana bought conservative but stylish clothes... and everything she bought
had a relatively low neckline. Plus she selected a number of large purses and
handbags so she could continue to keep her lasso with her.
Zatanna bought a wider variety of clothes, but made sure everything showed
off her legs. We made a separate trip to a magic shop for her, but it turns out
that the quality of most materials there just wasn't up to her standards.
Eventually she was able to find some good magic resources online. When she
looked into materials for "real" magic, she found very little that was familiar
to her.
* * * * *
Kara had more than one private conversation with Diana and Zatanna, all of
which Alpha monitored.
The conversation on their third day turned out to be the most interesting
one. Here is part of it:
Zatanna: That reminds me, Kara. Am I misreading the situation or has Frank
slept with almost everyone in the house?
Kara: Ummm... that's a complex subject.
Diana: How so? It sounds like a simple Yes or No question to me.
Kara: The short answer is Yes.
Zatanna: Including you?
Kara: Yes. I started sleeping with him a few years ago, when he turned 21.
Diana: 21?
Kara: I know how it sounds. At first I thought it was a mistake, but then I
realized how much he meant to me. He was the first man I was friends with
before... Look, I make no apologies for my costume. But when I wear it, men
tend to see it, not me. Frank was the first person who was friends with me
before he noticed the costume. And he's an amazing lover. If I could do it and
keep him safe, I'd bring him back with me and marry him. But we don't know what
would happen to him if he came back, let alone whether or not it's even
possible.
Zatanna: And the other women?
Kara: Since I can't stay here permanently or take him with me, I can't expect
him to be exclusive to me. Besides, I don't mind... or rather, I LIKE sleeping
with women almost as much as sleeping with Frank. And most of them are my
friends too.
Diana: "Almost as much"? You prefer sleeping with men?
Kara: Yes, I do. Or at least I prefer sleeping with Frank. You probably would
too if you tried it.
Diana: Is that an invitation?
Kara: Maybe. Maybe for both of you. I just... Look, I'm not always as
emotionally secure as I should be. I don't mind sharing him, but you're the
first people I might share with who I already know. You're the first ones I'll
have to continue to work with on an ongoing basis. I would have to be sure that
we could continue to work together just fine."
Zatanna: And that we wouldn't go telling stories, right?
Kara: That too. The way I think of it is... Okay, their version of Las Vegas
has this slogan. 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.' That's how I think
of this world. I don't do anything I would be ashamed of, but still...
Zatanna: That doesn't mean you want it in the papers, huh?
Kara: Right.
Zatanna: Is he really that good of a lover?
Kara: Oh god, yes. I think all of the girls have come so much we passed out.
Zatanna: Really...
Kara: He's not super-human, but he is in great shape. And he treats each one
of us differently. He always makes sure we come more than once and he seems to
understand us at some basic, primal level. He can do things simply or break out
the Kama Sutra.
Diana: Cunnilingus?
Kara: Definitely. Sometimes I think he enjoys it as much as actual fucking.
Diana: Well, that's a pleasant surprise at least. So are all of the women here
bi-sexual?
Kara: To one degree or another. Jane is the most enthusiastically bi, but I've
spent the night alone in bed with each of them. Rei and Daria are probably the
most hetero of the group, but they still enjoy a night of lady-lovin on
occasion. I think Daria is equally in love with Frank and Jane, and any night
spent with someone else is just for fun.
Zatanna: Kasumi too? I mean, she seems a little too conservative for all this.
Kara: Normally I'd probably tend to agree with you. I don't know the whole
story, but she met Frank right after she lost her family. He took her in and
kept her from sinking, emotionally. She's... she's special. I'm pretty sure
everyone in the house would fight tooth and nail to protect her from just about
anything.
The thing about Kasumi in bed... she's not an aggressive person. You almost
always have to initiate things with her. And be clean. Shower thoroughly
before approaching her. Or shower with her first thing, which is more fun.
(Conversation continues with miscellaneous personal observations of household
inhabitants.)
Zatanna: Although I'll admit to being curious, I've never slept with a woman
before. Not sure I want to start right now.
Kara: Well, sometimes we work out a schedule ahead of time. There's a calendar
we keep when one of us wants him exclusively for an evening, so we can check
that. Frank doesn't know about it though, and sometimes he has his own plans, so
no guarantees. Or you could jump him during the day sometime. That's what Anna
did for her first time.
Zatanna: Hmmm...
Diana: I'm not convinced I want to join in. It seems like he's set up a
personal harem for himself, and I'm not sure I would want to participate in
something like that.
Kara: I can understand how it could look like that, but I think it's more that
we're sharing him around among us than he's taking advantage of us. He can be
quite the charmer on occasion, but no one is being forced to stay. If you don't
want to join in, we'll all respect that.
(silence for a minute)
Diana: I'll tell you what. If you want to join me, go ahead and reserve an
evening for us.
Kara: Let's go check it out. We keep the calendar in Jane's studio area in the
garage.
* * * * *
For the record, Alpha had told me about their scheduling calendar months
ago, but I had specifically avoided ever looking at it. I liked the idea behind
it and the odd spontaneity it created on my end of things. It was also fun to
see Jane jump through hoops to keep me from seeing it whenever I visited her
studio area.
I had to wonder how they would decide things if there were schedule
conflicts. Peaceful negotiation? Rock, Scissors, Paper? Coin Flip? Arm
wrestling?
That evening we had dinner as normal. After dinner Daria, Jane and Kasumi
all had homework they needed to work on, so I asked everyone else what they
wanted to do. There was a History Channel show on bookbinding that Rei wanted
to watch, but for some reason no one seemed eager to join her in watching the
no-doubt spellbinding documentary.
Which left Kara, Anna, Diana, Zatanna and myself.
"So, that leaves us for this evening. All of our dimensionally-challenged
super-heroines. I suppose Kara, Anna and Diana could have an arm-wrestling
contest while Zatanna and I watch, but I bet we can be more productive than
that.
"How about something to help you all acclimate a bit more easily to my
world. We could watch a historical movie... or play Trivial Pursuit, me versus
the rest of you. Or you could trade stories of super-heroics. Or... any other
suggestions?"
Kara chimed in, "Too bad Jane is busy. She'd suggest naked Twister."
I laughed. "And I'd veto the suggestion since I doubt all of you would be
comfortable with it. Next suggestion?"
Anna said, "Ah don't know about the rest of you, but Ah want to relax in
the hot tub. Maybe a movie out there? Or we could soak while we trade
stories."
When the weather warmed up to allow swimming this year, a few of the
ladies had expressed interest in hot tub movies, so we had gotten a projection
screen TV we could wheel outside.
"Sounds good to me. Any objections or other suggestions?"
Everyone seemed to be amenable, so we broke up to go change into our swim
suits. I swiftly changed into my white swim trunks, grabbed a stack of large
towels and headed back downstairs.
I saw Anna in her hot pink micro-bikini and asked her to wheel out the
screen while I sorted through the DVDs for a few possibilities. Good movies
with some degree of historical accuracy... something to provide a bit of
background for our world. As I browsed, I realized that most non-fiction movies
were really depressing.
I ended up with Patton, Glory, Mississippi Burning, Amadeus, Gods and
Generals, Walk the Line, United 93, and the John Adams miniseries. I avoided
Oliver Stone movies because the last thing I needed was a bunch of super-heroes
watching JFK and believing in the conspiracy theories. After thinking about it,
I dumped Patton too; Wonder Woman would probably get upset at the whole men-at-
war theme.
Then I came to my senses and realized I was about to be in a hot tub with
a bunch of really hot, independent women and pulled out Gone With the Wind.
By the time I made it out there, I found the ladies all settling in.
Anna, as I said, had a microscopically small hot pink bikini. Zatanna had found
a one-piece at the store printed so that it looked a lot like her tuxedo
costume. Kara was wearing a one piece with strategic holes so it looked more
like a bikini with connecting straps. And Diana was wearing a non-micro bikini
festooned with the color design of the American flag.
I felt positively drab in my simple white trunks, but I seemed to be
drawing a bit more attention than I probably should. I looked down at myself
and noticed that my cock had grown a bit looking at the ladies and was now
poking out the bottom of my trunks.
I whirled around quickly and pulled my trunks down, rearranging my penis
back into place, while Anna and Kara whistled and whooped at me. While I am
often deliberately casual about my state of undress -- to get those implants
pumping their lustful goodies into the brains of my ladies -- I honestly don't
mean to keep making it R-rated.
Turning back to the ladies, I hit play on the remote and said, "Ladies,
may I present one of the most popular historical dramas of all time, Gone With
the Wind. While it does not present an accurate portrayal of slavery, it is
probably a decent portrayal of white antebellum society for the upper classes."
Kara had saved a spot for me between her and Diana, and I had to wonder if
they were to be my bedmates for the night.
I didn't pay much attention to the movie, but the ladies appeared to
greatly enjoy it. Only 15 minutes or so into the show, Kara pulled my right arm
behind her head so I was holding her shoulders against me. A minute later, she
very unsubtly grabbed my left hand, leaned over and draped my arm behind Diana's
head.
I felt Diana stiffen, but she didn't object or move my hand away. It took
her a couple minutes, but she soon relaxed into me and even draped her arm
behind my head to match. By the end of the movie, she had leaned her head
against me three times for at least half an hour total. (I'm sure her feminist
independence was warring with the raw desire being pumped into her brain.)
Kara didn't want to waste her arm on such a mundane position. Her left
hand slid into my trunks and slowly stroked me throughout the movie. I
responded by dropping my hand down to caress her breast and tease her nipple
through the fabric of her suit. She didn't let me come, but made sure to keep
me interested.
That alone would have made for an interesting movie, but Anna, sitting
across from me, hunched down in the water so only her head was poking above the
edge of the hot tub, had other ideas. Once everyone had settled into place, she
reached down and found one of my feet. She guided my toes into her crotch,
pulling her bikini bottom aside so my digits could enter her pussy. It was an
awkward position, but we had plenty of time and I enjoyed the challenge. She
came quietly about the time Rhett carried Scarlett upstairs. I kept at her, but
I'm not sure if she came again or not.
I'm pretty sure the others knew something was going on with Anna, and
maybe Diana noticed Kara's interest in my crotch.
I realized at the end that it was possible the other ladies thought Anna
was masturbating, which would be very embarrassing for her. I decided that it
would be less embarrassing if they found out about my toe action, so when we
finished and Anna turned around, I made sure my leg shot up briefly so there was
no doubt what the source of her quiet orgasm had been.
"So, did you all enjoy the movie?"
"Most definitely," said Kara. "It was a really different movie than our
version. They completely left out the subplot about Rhett Butler dressing up as
the Confederate Ghost to fight crime."
"Huh?"
Zatanna picked up the conversation thread. "Yeah, I mean the Confederate
Ghost was fictional, but I heard he was based on a real Confederate era super-
hero. Though his status as super-hero was debatable. A quarter of the crimes he
fought involved retrieving escaped slaves."
"Okay, I'm 90% positive you're joking. Diana, you are a model of
truthfulness. Please tell me they're making it up."
"I don't know. I've never seen the movie before. But I thought it was
excellent, very well done."
I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "I'm glad you enjoyed it and
aren't trying to make fun of my ignorance of your world." I was pleased to see
her blush slightly and, if I was not mistaken, squeeze her legs together
slightly.
Kara burst out laughing and admitted her deception. I tried to tickle her
in response, but her armpit was impenetrable to my questing fingers.
We were all starting to prune up, so we reluctantly exited the hot tub,
dried off and headed inside, rolling the screen back in with us.
The ladies all seemed to know what was going on, as Anna and Zatanna went
upstairs by themselves and Kara drew me into a kiss as Diana watched.
I broke the kiss off and asked, "Kara, what do you have planned?"
"I convinced Diana that she needs to give you a try in bed, but she wants
me there too."
"Well, I have no objection, but Diana? Kara isn't just trying to pressure
you into this, is she?"
She smiled. "Possibly so, but I have no serious objections."
I went to her and put my hands on her shoulders. Physical contact always
enhances her implant's reactions to me. "Me, I'm all excited about this, but
you have to be sure too. Diana, do you want me to make love to you?"
Her eyes were dilated and fixed on me, her breathing increased slightly,
and I think she was trembling slightly. "Yes."
I pulled her in and kissed her as softly and gently as I could, treating
as though she were made of porcelain. I pulled back, moved my arms down
slightly and pulled her in tightly, this time kissing her with a hard intensity.
I was trying to gauge her reactions, to see which she responded to more.
It was difficult to tell. She seemed to be partially locked up, like a deer
responding passionately to oncoming headlights.
"Kara, I do believe Diana needs someone to sweep her off her feet. Would
you do the honors?" Diana, like Kara, weighed over 200 lbs due to her dense
muscles and bones... but I would never be foolish enough to mention this to
either of them.
Kara was grinning as she moved to Diana and swept her up in her arms. I
walked beside her, one hand alternately stroking the back of each of their
heads. Diana was practically shivering at this point. (I was starting to
wonder if maybe her implant wasn't working a bit too hard. Her eyes shouldn't
be losing focus that much. Not that she was in any danger, of course. I just
didn't want to mess her up too badly.)
When we entered my bedroom, Diana saw my bed for the first time and seemed
to snap out of it briefly.
"Great Hera! You could fit Giganta on that bed."
Kara and I both laughed. Kara commented, "I said the same thing the first
time I saw it."
As she was lowered onto the bed, she mused, "You know, Giganta twice
stuffed me up her cunt. The second time I was tempted to punch her clit black
and blue, but I couldn't do that to a fellow woman, criminal or not."
"Giganta sounds like she is quite the X-rated foe. But she's not our
focus tonight," I said as I knelt by her on the bed.
I paused for a moment, relishing the geeky enormity of my situation. I
had both Power Girl and Wonder Woman on my bed at the moment... wearing only
tiny bathing suits... waiting for me to fuck them.
"Kara, help me relax Diana for a few minutes."
We lay down on either side of her, our hands trailing across her body,
caressing every inch of flesh available as our lips started their exploration of
her face. I reached Diana's mouth first and gently pried open her lips to
stroke her teeth with my tongue, encouraging her to open and accept my
intrusion. Her jaw opened as my fingers teased her bikini-covered nipple,
rubbing it further into rigidity.
After I had kissed her for a moment, I gave ground to Kara, who moved in
to capture Diana's lips. I started moving down her body, kissing her jawline,
neck, breast... I gave her nipple a lick through the fabric of her bikini... I
trailed my tongue down her ribs to her belly button, briefly digging in.
With my hands on her hips, I pulled the bikini panties down her long,
smooth legs and dropped it to the floor. She had a small patch of trimmed hair
above her pussy, leaving the lips bare. I admired her gorgeous pussy as I
pressed lightly on her thighs, silently asking her to spread her legs.
To be honest, I wasn't originally planning to start with cunnilingus this
time. I was worried I might be getting too predictable. Well, let's face it, I
am predictable. Then I heard the playback of their earlier conversation and how
Diana apparently had a special appreciation for men who licked cunts, which does
makes sense given the character's background.
Wonder Woman's pussy was indeed beautiful. It was started to open
slightly, with plumping, dark pink labia swelling and glistening with juices. A
large clit, about the size of the nail on my forefinger, poked out from beneath
its hood, begging to be licked and stroked.
I settled into position and started my oral explorations with a general
sweep up her mound of Venus, tasting the familiar blandness of the newly grown
womanhood. It would start to have a normal flavor within a couple days, but a
quirk of the growing process kept it flavorless to begin with.
I moved my tongue to start digging into her pussy channel while my fingers
and the tip of my nose started teasing her clitoris. After a couple minutes, I
switched so that now my fingers were curling up inside her and my lips and
tongue were sucking on her clit. For a moment, I formed a seal over her clit
and just sucked hard, trying to create a vacuum seal around her sensitive nub
and pull it out even further, then I collapsed the suction and attacked it with
my tongue and lips while at the same time I curled my fingers up, searching for
her g-spot. She came explosively, her hips thrusting up, throwing my head away
from her momentarily. My fingers kept her going though, drawing out the orgasm
so it lasted for at least half a minute.
I sat back and waited for her to calm down. I love how women look during
and just after orgasm, even moreso if I just caused said orgasm. Plus at some
point Kara had removed Diana's bikini top so I could now watch her breasts
rolling back and forth as her lungs heaved.
Her nipples were dark pink, a perfect half inch diameter cone surrounded
by a 2 or 3 inch diameter aureola. Her breasts looked deceptively soft as they
moved around, but they had the same resilience and toughness as light kevlar,
though of course they felt considerably nicer than any body armor.
After she had calmed down, I grabbed a condom, but then hesitated to put
it on.
"Kara? I hate to ask, but there's no way I'm going to last very long
right now. What I really need is to get off quickly so I can give Diana the fun
she needs."
She lazily sat up from where he had been kissing and stroking her fellow
superhero. "Sure thing. Mouth or pussy?"
"How about if we give her something interesting to eat while I fuck her.
Maybe a nicely flavored vagina?"
She smiled at this and lay down next to Diana, who was watching with
interested eyes.
It only took about a minute and a half for me to pump Kara's massaging
pussy full of my (hopefully flavorful) sperm. I played with her clit as I
pumped, but still didn't last long enough to bring her off.
I spent a moment kissing her before slowly pulling out and turning to
Wonder Woman.
"Diana, I don't suppose you're on the pill, are you?"
"No, I'm afraid not."
"That's fine." My dick hadn't flagged noticeably so I pulled on the
condom.
I knew it wasn't needed in the slightest. Kara, Anna and Diana were all
completely sterile. Since there was virtually no chance their enhanced
musculature would allow a fetus to grow and stretch their bellies, Alpha had
cleared their eggs of all genetic material for health and safety reasons. But I
knew I had to play the game as if I didn't know.
As I moved back between her legs, I looked her in the eye and touched her
thigh intimately. "Diana, are you sure you want this?"
I never played fair when I asked questions like this. Right now her
hormones were going wild and her brain was being filled with chemicals inducing
lust, joy and euphoria... and the implant would just keep increasing the doses a
bit at a time until she climaxed with me. But for those times when we weren't
in bed or she wasn't with me, she would still remember how I refused to force
myself on her and gave her every chance to say no... how this night was entirely
her own choice.
Her eyes were starting to glaze over a little again, and she mutely nodded
yes. I had her raise her hips slightly and pushed a pillow under her ass to
give me a better angle of entry.
I leaned over to kiss her as I slowly pushed my cock into her warm, tight,
wet and waiting vagina. Her Kegels weren't as strong as Kara's, but they were
still strong and enhanced, gripping me tightly as I entered her intimate
recesses.
I pulled back from the kiss and helped Kara position herself over Diana's
waiting mouth.
I started a slow movement in and out as I told her to "Help your friend.
She really needs a good orgasm too."
I wish I could have kissed Kara while fucking Diana, but the angle just
wasn't there to allow it. Maybe if Kara had been a foot and a half shorter...
and facing the other direction. But after I started kissing her shoulder
blades, Kara caught on a little and reversed her position so she was facing me.
It meant Diana couldn't suck on her clit quite as easily (and Diana's nose was
probably in Kara's ass), but it gave me perfect access to Power Girl's wonderful
breasts. And she would occasionally lean down for a deep wet kiss with me.
After a few minutes of fucking like this, I lifted one of Diana's legs up
over my shoulder so I could pound inside her a bit more deeply. I think I was
actually touching her cervix from this position. In a brief moment of lucidity,
I had Kara hold onto the leg for me. This was a good idea, because when Diana
came a moment later, her leg tried to slam down and catch me between her thighs,
which probably would have bruised me pretty badly.
Kara seized up as well, probably coming from Diana's crying out into her
vagina. I gave her a hard suck to her nipples to enhance the experience.
Once Diana had finished her thrashing, I lifted her other leg into Kara's
grasp and started pounding hard. I fucked her that way for at least another 15
minutes through 3 or 4 more orgasms that seemed to flow quite easily now, until
my own orgasm caught up with me.
Kara came at least one more time herself, but she seemed to receive most
of her enjoyment watching both of us come.
We laid down alongside Diana again, each toying with one of her titties,
teasing the nipples and giving them occasional light pulls.
"Goddess, that was wonderful. I've never come like that with a man
before."
I grinned. "So what should we do next? I should be good for at least one
more go-round." My penis was still at half-mast, having refused to go soft so
far.
Diana said, "Kara hasn't had much attention from you this evening."
"But this is your night tonight," responded the blonde bombshell.
"Well, I could move back and forth between you two while you... here,
Diana, lay down on top of Kara... no, no, face to face... there, now both of you
spread your legs, but keep your pussies on top of each other."
I forgot to put on a condom this time, but in my defense, it was a sight
to make a man forget everything else.
I moved behind them, facing two sets of gorgeous legs framing two
beautiful sets of pussy lips rubbing against each other. Their breasts and lips
were pressed together as they started making love to each other.
First I simply inserted my penis between their bodies, rubbing it between
their pressed vaginas and clits. I could hear their muffled moans as I
masturbated their clits with my penis. They were deep kissing most of the time
now, groaning into each other's mouths.
Shifting my angle up and down, I pumped into each cunt for half a dozen
strokes, then pulled out and pumped the other. I tried to change my speed every
few minutes and spend time and attention on their clits as well. Before long,
they were both coming freely and too often for me to get an accurate count.
This scenario was a dream come true for me and although a bit tired, I was
good to go for at least half an hour doing this, having come twice already.
The ladies were a bit insensible by the time I came, spewing my white
ropes between their sweating bodies.
After I recovered sufficiently, I went to the restroom to wipe myself down
with a clean damp cloth, then took it into the bedroom to clean them up. Kara
was licking Diana's belly clean as I went to clean her up. (I'm sure Kara would
have preferred Diana to lick her clean as well, but Diana was still out of it.)
I tossed the cloth into the laundry hamper and turned off the lights. I
gave Kara a kiss, saying "I think we did a good job tonight."
"Definitely," she whispered back as I crawled in-between the two super-
ladies to go to sleep.
Apparently both ladies woke up before I did the next morning because they
were whispering back and forth over my head. I wish I had the mental awareness
to fake sleep so I could listen in, but my mind is usually pretty muddled just
after waking.
"Oh, speak of the devil, I think he's awake."
"Good morning, honey." Kara leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. "We
were just saying we both had a great time last night."
"Yes, I can quite understand why Kara is so taken with you."
I tried to shake the sleep from my head. "Glad you enjoyed it. Lot of
fun myself."
"I think I'd like to do this again sometime."
"Talk to her," I said, nodding toward Kara. "Most of the time, they
decide for me. I'm their sex slave."
Kara grinned. "Damn right, you are!"
"But you better like me because of more than just the sex, or... no,
actually, that'd still be okay."
Kara laughed. "If I only cared for you because of this," here she grabbed
my cock, half-hard at the moment, "I wouldn't keep coming back."
"Oh, good." I reached over and pulled both ladies in for a hug and kiss.
"This is a great way to wake up in the morning: Sandwiched between two hot
naked super-ladies. And as much as I like it, there's only one thing I want
more at the moment... and that's a trip to the bathroom."
They giggled as I crawled out from between them and hurried off to relieve
myself.
By the time I finished and quickly gargled and brushed my teeth, Diana was
gone, so I invited Kara to join me for a morning shower. We didn't have sex,
but we took our time, washing each other intimately. I let Kara shave me which
she did with sharp focus. We discussed last night for a while. Kara was
certain that Diana was now hooked on me and would be available as a bedmate for
as long as she was here. She also hinted that I should try hitting on Zatanna.
Kara went to dress while I proceeded downstairs for breakfast. The
college girls were up and gone and the rest of us were still in bed, except for
Kara, Diana and myself. Diana and Kara came downstairs together as I was
getting eggs, bacon, toast, yogurt, fruit, juice and coffee all together for
everyone. Zatanna showed up a couple minutes later before it started getting
cold. Anna and Rei were on their own for breakfast apparently.
I noticed Zatanna giving me a lot of sidelong glances throughout the
morning. I made it a little easier for her to approach me by limiting my
basement time to half an hour. Sure enough, around 1 pm while the others were
suspiciously absent, Zatanna sought me out while I was reading the morning
paper.
"Hi, Frank. Could I borrow you for a few minutes?"
"Sure thing, Miss Zatanna. What can I do for you?"
"Please, my friends call me Zana."
"All right, Zana, what can I do for you?"
"I am trying to put together a new act, without my powers. I'm a long way
away, but I have a couple tricks that are almost ready."
"You want me to be a test audience?"
"Pretty much. Come on. I'm set up in the TV room."
As we walked, I said, "Zana, this whole situation is especially hard on
you, isn't it? You may be stuck here for 5 or 10 or more years out of the prime
of your life. And it's not the same for Kryptonians or immortal amazons, is
it?"
I put an arm around her should and gave her a sideways hug. "I know I
can't honestly say I know what it feels like, but I'm... we're all here for
you."
"Thank you. From the sound of it, we might be sleeping on the streets if
not for you."
"Eh, you're all pretty resourceful. I'm sure you would have figured
something out. So this means you're planning to resume your stage career?"
"It's what I know, and enjoy. I haven't given up on the possibility of
using real magic while I'm here, but it's going to be a long, slow process.
It's all different here."
Actually, she was holding up very well, overall and at the moment...
especially since I was in close physical contact with her right now. She was
obviously a bit flushed and distracted, but she maintained a lot more control
over herself than most of the women with my implants. (This should have raised
a couple warning flags.)
"Anything you need, we'll help you out. Seriously. If you need old books
or eye of newts or such, I can help finance it. If you need the spear of
destiny or the necronomicon you might be out of luck, but anything
obtainable..."
She gave a small laugh. "I'll let you know. Right now, the bank card you
gave me is more than enough... and more than generous."
"I'm just sorry we couldn't set up your ID with your actual name. It's
just a little too unique." Zatanna's new ID read Annabelle Tara Zane, kind of a
mishmash of her first and last names.
"That's all right. Now have a seat. My tricks so far are fairly basic.
I'll need to build my own equipment for anything big."
She gave a 15 minute show, with a variety of staple tricks, including
water pouring into paper, a floating handkerchief, handkerchiefs turning into
flowers and a playing card that seemed to wander all over her body. As she
said, they were basic tricks, but she performed them flawlessly. I mean, I know
how a couple of them are performed, and even then I couldn't see her actually
doing it.
I clapped enthusiastically when she finished.
"That was excellent! Your sleight of hand is perfect."
"Thank you, kind sir. I'm actually embarrassed doing such basic
prestidigitation, but I have to rebuild my skills."
"I understand. It certainly looks like you're already ready to play
children's parties. At this rate in a week or two, you'll be ready for a
Shriner's convention."
She laughed.
"I'm also working on some interactive palming." She held up my
wristwatch.
Reflexively, I immediately looked at my wrist, which was unexpectedly
bare.
"Here, let me put that back on for you."
I stood up as she walked over. She carefully put the watch back on my
wrist, caressing my hand and arm slightly.
"I didn't even notice. That's amazing."
"I also have this," she said, holding up my wallet. "You should really
start keeping it in your front pocket. It's much safer."
"Wow."
"Well, I only took them because you were stealing my cards."
"What?"
She started reaching into my pockets, pulling out playing cards. I'm
pretty sure she took my wallet when she replaced my watch and that the cards
were never actually in my pockets, but it was a testament to her skills that I
really couldn't catch her at it.
Her actions, as skillful as they may be, were most definitely
unprofessional. She was caressing me every time she dipped a hand into my
pockets. And without a shirt breast pocket, her hands were all over my jeans.
It only took a few intimate touches before she provoked a response, as my
penis grew hard, meeting her touch as she dipped a hand into my right front
pocket again. When her fingers touched it through the cloth of my pocket, she
stopped and started deliberately stroking it.
"I've been trying to figure out how it is that you're in this situation.
A house full of women, all eager to have sex with you. It just doesn't seem to
make sense, no matter how good of a lover you are."
Mental warning bells started ringing loudly, and I tried to hide my alarm.
Given that I was already seizing up a bit from her attention to my cock, I just
let that flow.
"I don't know why... just really lucky I met Kara."
"And the rest of us? I mean Wonder Woman was gossiping like a school girl
about how wonderful you were last night. She doesn't do that. Ever. And you
suddenly became rich only a few years ago?"
"Huh? It wasn't sudden. It took years for my investment programs to take
off."
"Fairly sudden. And convenient. You know what it sounds like to me?
Magic."
Ahah. Now I understood.
"Even now, I can't help but feel a very strong attraction to you.
Touching you makes it almost overwhelming. It's very difficult to keep focused,
but mental focus is a major part of what I do."
I lifted her hand out of my pocket. "Maybe for you, but if you want to
accuse me of something, I'm going to need my head clear to defend myself."
She went on. "And now that I'm not touching you, the attraction, while
still VERY strong, is definitely lessened.
"I'm fairly well versed in magical control in all of its variations. This
isn't actual mental domination or control. There is an actual fight for
control, but not with another entity like with possession. It's not hypnosis.
Maybe magical hypnosis, but there are too many physical reactions for that to be
likely.
"I'm pretty sure it's a strong mental compulsion reinforced with
physical... something physical... not coercion, but encouragements and rewards.
"It's definitely unnatural, but not so strong that it can't be resisted or
so unnatural that it can't be hidden or mistaken for something odd but within
the realm of normality."
While she spoke, I took a moment to gather myself. My erection wasn't
flagging, but hopefully I had enough blood left over to run my brain properly.
She stood a couple steps away, watching me.
This was similar to how I imagined possible problems if I created a super-
scientist, like Washu from Tenchi Muyo or the Test sisters from Johnny Test. I
guess I should have given the same consideration to strong magic users.
"Okay, if I understand you, you think I did some kind of magic to get rich
and make women fall in love with me?"
"You have all the classic signs of a magical wish fulfillment. Just to
let you know, those kinds of spells or objects always have their price. Things
will balance out."
"Hmmm... I'm trying to think of ways to convince you I'm not using any
magic. I mean, I can explain everything, but the problem with magic is that you
can just keep coming back with the argument that magic influenced him or her or
caused this or that to happen.
"I mean, you've seen my computer setup in the basement. My Alpha program
runs on those systems and manages my investments which is how I made my money.
There's nothing magic about it.
"The various people living in the house are mostly here because I'm trying
to help them. Everyone is here because of different reasons, but they all came
here on their own."
"Uh huh." She was obviously not quite believing me. "If you have any
runes or magic markings around, they're very well hidden, so I'm guessing you
have a powerful artifact of some kind."
"Is there any spell or ritual you can do to convince yourself that nothing
magical is going on?"
"If it was a spell, then probably. For an artifact? No, not really. So
where is it?"
"Darn it. Okay, I give. Alpha, turn her off."
"What..." she started to ask, then fell over. I tried to catch her, but
she toppled over backwards and I couldn't reach her in time. She probably ended
up with a nasty bump on her head.
"Alpha, is anyone else nearby?"
In my earpiece, she responded. "Anna is in the kitchen, getting some
food. She is the only one who would see you right now if you carried Zatanna to
the basement."
"Okay. Start prepping for a brain rewrite for Zatanna. You have all of
her data saved, right?"
"Yes, I update the memory backups for all of our creations every day."
"We'll need to make a few changes and create a new version of today for
her. Does it look like Anna will be in the kitchen very long?"
"No, she is dressed for sunbathing and appears to be making a sandwich."
Three minutes later, I quietly carried Zatanna down to the basement.
Alpha and I talked as I stripped her down to go into the nanite goo tank. (The
goo was annoying, but was something like 10 times more efficient than applying
the nanites goo-free because of improved nanite movement and heat dissipation.)
Within 15 minutes, Zatanna's memories were being wiped, a process which
only took 30 minutes. Reapplying the memories would take significantly longer,
probably about 8 hours.
Alpha and I discussed various ways of keeping Zatanna the same but
convincing her that I wasn't controlling everyone or abusing magic.
Eventually, we decided on a multi-prong attack.
First, when Zatanna did her original tracking spell to find Kara, she
would also remember doing a brief remote analysis of Kara's situation,
determining that there was no magic involved.
Second, we added the certain and absolute knowledge that anyone using
wish-fulfilling spells or artifacts had easily observable backlash happening at
the same time. For example, making someone fall in love with you might result
in horrendous body odor or hideous skin rashes. Or becoming rich might make you
paranoid or start killing off your friends or something.
Third, we reduced her experience with magical mental influence.
Fourth, we gave her a magical aura sight, or more accurately, a triggered
visual hallucination. If something or someone was magic or had a spell on it,
it would have a faint blue tinge when she looked at it. Specifically, whenever
she looked at Kasumi, she would imagine seeing a faint blue aura. (Yes, she,
Diana and Anna were all supposedly transported via magic, but we decided that
since the transportation was complete, so was the magic. And we made sure she
came to that realization too.)
The aura sight addition would take an extra 6 hours, so Zatanna wouldn't
be ready to go again until early tomorrow morning.
To explain the intervening time, she would remember having lots of mind-
blowing sex with me here in the basement, which left her sleeping the rest of
the day. Bringing her down to the basement for sex was breaking one of my
rules, but I couldn't figure another way around it. It was the only place in
the house where no one else could find her if they were looking for her.
We also added in a conversation between the two of us where I explained
Kasumi's 'magic clone' origins to explain her aura to Zatanna. The conversation
also emphasized that while there was some active magic in parts of Japan and
China, it was all cursed and nothing good ever came of it and the people living
there were guarding it from getting out.
The nanites also fixed the bump on the back of her head, but there was one
other unpleasant task to perform. She needed to have a very sore vagina.
While Zatanna is incredibly attractive, I have no interest whatsoever in
raping an unconscious, unresponsive woman. There were no dildos in the
basement, but I eventually found a can of compressed air that was approximately
the same size as my cock. I emptied it and covered the end of it in quick-
drying plaster so it was smoothed out.
As I was working on it, Alpha interrupted my thought process.
"Frank, I believe there is one other problem that needs attending with
Zatanna's mental rewrite."
"What did we miss?"
"I believe she may have hidden something significant in her bedroom. If
you'll look at the monitor, I will display the relevant video."
The video was from the hidden camera in the room she shared with Diana.
Zatanna was apparently putting something under? No, into her mattress. Some
small cut or hole maybe?
"Excellent catch. I'll check it out tonight."
Then I took a nap.
The makeshift dildo was ready to go around dinnertime, but that was when I
had to emerge from the basement for dinner.
I left instructions with Alpha that everyone should be turned off when
they go to sleep tonight. I needed to be able to move about the house freely
after dark.
I explained to everyone that Zatanna had over-exerted herself and was
sleeping, making sure they all understood that to mean she was tired out from a
marathon of sex. We left a plate of food for her in the fridge.
My personal problem was that I had been suffering from blue balls all day,
while I was supposed to have been having sex all day. Theoretically, I should
be worn out and go without sex tonight to avoid any possible story conflicts.
Fuck it, I decided. I had made these women for sex, and sex I was going
to have.
Around nine, I hunted down Daria and Jane for some fun. Daria was
watching Jane play Dance Dance Revolution in the game room. I walked in, heaved
Jane's sweaty body over my shoulder, grabbed Daria by the wrist and took them
both to their room.
Jane said "Hey!" but didn't otherwise object.
Once we got to their room, Daria protested with a hidden grin. "So, you
think we're just your sex toys? That you can grab us and play with us whenever
you want?"
"Yes, I do. And that's a good idea. Tonight you will be my sex toys!"
I tossed Jane onto her bed, told them both to strip and started digging
around in Jane's drawer of toys.
By the time I dug out what I was after, they were both naked.
Daria, looking a bit wide-eyed but obviously turned on, said, "I thought
you were going to be all drained tonight."
"I might be except that Zana kept passing out before I came. Now, put
these on."
I tossed both of them wrist and ankle restraints, the kind that buckle on
with a big d-ring/clasp. While they did that, I hooked restraint chains to the
four corners of one bed.
"Jane, lie down, spread-eagle."
She did so and I chained her down. She wasn't tied down tightly, but she
wasn't going to be able to free herself easily. I maneuvered Daria on top of
Jane in a 69 position and connected her wrists to Jane's ankles and her ankles
to Jane's wrists. She had enough freedom of movement that she was easily able
to line up mouth to cunt and cunt to mouth.
Once they were properly aligned, I strapped a belt around their middles
and bound them together solidly.
"Now, do what comes naturally."
As they started licking each other, I got onto the bed, picked the closest
pussy (Daria) and drove myself inside.
I fucked them for over an hour, alternating between the two of them after
every few comes they had. I only came twice myself, but it was enough to
relieve the pressure.
When we were finished for the night, I untied Daria. I might have left
Jane in place, but I was worried she might cramp up, so instead I chained her
wrists together and did the same for her ankles.
After a minute or so, they were both out like a light.
I whispered, "Alpha, am I clear?"
My earpiece, still in place, responded with a "Yes. Rei is still reading
in the library, but I can easily have her fall asleep in the chair. That has
happened before on 23 different occasions."
"Sounds good. Go ahead and do that. I'm on my way down to the lab. Oh
wait, I'm going to check out Zatanna's mattress first. How is she coming
along?"
"I will be done in an estimated 5 hours and 23 minutes."
"Excellent."
In her room, I saw Diana embracing Kasumi while they slept. I had no idea
whatsoever how the two of them hooked up so quickly.
The hole in the mattress was very well hidden. If I didn't know it was
there, I would never have found it. Inside the hole was a journal. I took it
with me downstairs.
In the lab, I read her journal. It wasn't very long, but by her second
day, she was starting to become suspicious. After Diana came back with a
glowing report of our fuck, she decided to test her own reactions to me and
confront me.
I had a bit of a dilemma here. I couldn't rip out the offending pages
without it being obvious. While her rewritten memories wouldn't include the
journal writing, she was obviously the type of person who wrote journals and
diaries. The lack of one might be suspicious, but I decided it was preferable
to an outright suspicious journal.
I also went back upstairs and flipped her mattress around and remade the
bed. If that was her preferred hiding place, it wouldn't do for her to find an
empty version of her normal hidey-hole. After flipping it around and looking at
my handiwork, I decided to go further. I stripped the mattress and exchanged it
for one from an empty room. After remaking the bed, I returned to the basement
to deal with Zatanna's vagina.
I strapped her upper body in place so Alpha could continue working on her,
applied lube to her vagina and started easing the air can dildo into her pussy.
The first time I pulled it back to start stroking it further into her, the
plaster top came off.
After some mild cursing, I spent 20 minutes fishing the pieces of plaster
out of her pussy. I used the water spray to clear her out, then smacked my head
for being stupid. I retrieved one of Jane's dildos from her toy drawer, went
back downstairs, applied more lube and fucked Zatanna with it for about half an
hour.
Man, believe me when I tell you that fucking with only your arms is
boring, repetitive, tiring work.
Zatanna was turning out to be a lot more work than any other woman we had
made, and I hadn't even gotten to fuck her myself yet!
When I was done, I went to sleep on the cot, with instructions for Alpha
to wake me when Zatanna was ready and to keep everyone else asleep.
About 5 am after too little sleep, I woke up, cleaned up Zatanna and
carried her up to her bed, where she had been programmed to remember stumbling
to in the middle of the night.
I went back to bed with Daria and Jane and let Alpha reactivate everyone.
I noticed Daria mumble a bit, stretch and go back to sleep. Jane clinked her
chains a bit and did the same.
I slept in a bit late the next morning, missing my daily exercise. But
even so, Daria and Jane's famous love of sleep meant they were still out the
next morning. For fun, I fucked Daria in her sleep so she woke up in a dream-
like state to find herself about to come. I might have done the same for Jane,
but our activity woke her up and she watched us, played with herself til she
came.
At breakfast, when Zatanna and Diana came down, I watched her closely to
make sure things went smoothly.
She wasn't walking smoothly, but nonetheless came over and kissed me on
the cheek. She whispered, "Thank you, lover. I'm sorry I kept passing out on
you yesterday, but I had a great time."
"Let me know when you've recovered and we can try it again. It probably
won't be quite as intense next time."
She gave me an odd look, to which I responded, "First times are always
special, but that doesn't mean the second or thousandth time isn't worth it."
"I don't know. I might be disappointed if you don't fuck me unconscious
every time."
"It's better when you don't. It means we can keep on going for longer and
longer periods."
She laughed. "Oh, now I understand. You stopped every time I did, huh?
Poor baby."
"Well, there is that of course. But what I meant was, would you rather
have one huge orgasm or a series of big orgasms that just flow together."
She blushed. "I suppose I'd need to be able to compare the experiences."
"I'll try my best."
* * * * *
I spent that night with Rei and the next night with Anna. It was three
days later when I finally hooked up with Zatanna.
She had been acting completely normal, even when she was alone. Alpha had
her under higher-than-normal surveillance. She had started a new journal and
hid it in the same place. I was checking it every night just to be sure.
From her journal entries, she was initially very suspicious of me for the
same reasons as before. But without any corroborating evidence and with the
earlier scan she had done, she decided that I was just one of the 'lucky few'.
And she meant this quite literally.
In the demographic of any world, you will have a few people who are
ridiculously lucky in life and a few who are extremely unlucky. Zatanna decided
that I was one of the lucky ones on the extreme end of the spectrum. To her,
this apparently explained everything, including how I was attracting beautiful,
powerful women who would protect me if needed.
In discussing it with Alpha, I realized that in a world where magic is
real, random chance stops being so random. People can literally be born lucky -
- and there are a few characters like that in comics, though the only one who
springs to mind offhand is Gladstone Gander from the Donald Duck and Scrooge
McDuck comics... wait, aren't there genetically lucky people in Larry Niven's
Known Space books too? Anyone like that is literally cared for by the universe
and attracts the people who are best for him.
Zatanna has even decided that this means I need to be protected, since my
blood would be a very potent spell component to unscrupulous magic users.
So our changes were much more effective than we had planned, since her
understanding of luck was part of her basic understanding of how magic worked.
We didn't plan it that way, but it certainly led to an amazingly huge
improvement in her attitude towards me.
On the third day, I sought her out early afternoon, finding her doing some
kind of sewing on her showman's outfit.
"Another new trick?"
She jumped, pricking her finger with the needle.
"Hey, don't sneak up on me like that. And you can't watch this. This is
secret magician's stuff.
"I wasn't sneaking. I was just walking. You were just really absorbed in
your work."
She stuck her tongue out at me. "So what's up?"
"Would you like to go out tonight? A magician, Ricky Jay, is doing a show
in Dallas."
"Is he any good?"
"He's the magician that Hollywood goes to for on-screen tricks. Not
special effects, you understand. I mean he's Hollywood's top prestidigitation
and sleight of hand consultant."
"Sure, sounds like fun."
And it was fun. Ricky Jay puts on a great show. I could only guess at
how he did his tricks for the most part, but on the drive home afterward,
Zatanna explained how each trick could be done in detail. Not necessarily how
they actually WERE done, but how they COULD have been done, since most tricks
had more than one possible method.
She was still wound up when we home. She was practically bouncing.
"So, Zana, do you feel up to showing me some of your card tricks again?"
She looked over at me with a wicked gleam in her eye.
"How can I do that, when you've obviously stolen my cards?"
I was dressed much nicer than before, so this time she pulled cards from
all over my body as she upbraided me for being such a thief.
"Oh, keeping your wallet in your front pocket now, I see," she said with
her left hand in my front trouser pocket. "Good for you. Unfortunately that
limits my access to... Oh, here he is, hiding on the other side of your pants.
He seems excited at being such a bad thief. Can you feel him jumping?"
She had undone my fly and was stroking my cock inside my pants as she
lectured it on why it shouldn't steal playing cards, which she continued to pull
out of my pockets with her other hand.
"I think the only way you'll get all of your cards back is to strip search
me."
"I think you're right. But that calls for a bit more privacy than the
garage."
"Well, I do have my own bedroom upstairs. I promise I'll surrender
peacefully."
"Peacefully? What fun is that?"
With her hand still gripping my penis, she led me into the house. Diana
and Kasumi were sitting in the den talking, until we passed through. Zatanna,
aside from a polite nod of greeting, completely ignored them and continued to
pull me by my cock to the stairs.
I heard a faint, "Have fun!" from Diana as we mounted the stairs.
Once in my room, Zatanna sat me down on my bed and stood in front of me.
"Now, what am I going to do with you?"
"Something fun and pleasant, I hope."
"Oh really? But you're an admitted card thief."
I reached up and put my hands on her hips.
"What can I do to make restitution?"
"Hmmm... I think an oral service first. I've heard that you're quite
skilled."
Ah, the problem with developing a reputation for excellence...
"I can only try my best, mam."
I found a zipper on the side of her skirt and drew the skirt over her hips
to the ground. She was wearing fishnet stockings, but the garter belts were
under the panties. Obviously she dressed with the expectation of needing easy
removal of her underwear. The panties joined her skirt on the floor.
Zatanna's pussy had bare lips topped with a dark thatch of hair. I guess
most super-heroines had to keep their lips shaved, given the outfits most of
them wore. Her vagina itself was pulsing and wet, with the cunt lips pushing
out at least half an inch.
I knelt down and maneuvered her around so that she was standing with her
back to the bed. I applied my tongue in a long, slow swipe up from the base of
her lips to the top of her clit. Her clitoris itself was tiny, the smallest of
any of my women, but once free of it's protective hood, it was also apparently
extremely sensitive. Zana's body froze up, then started jerking around as I
started playing with it. I let my fingers explore her cunt's inner walls as my
tongue laved and caressed and enjoyed her little bundle of nerves.
I'm not sure if she was coming for all of the 10 minutes I continued this
or not, but when I stopped for a minute to catch my breath, she collapsed onto
the bed.
I gave her a moment to recover while I stripped down. Her eyes wouldn't
focus properly on me until I was also stripping her, removing her shoes, jacket,
blouse and bra. (I left the garter belt and fishnet stockings in place.)
She was fully focused again by the time I had a condom on and had placed
myself at the entrance to her mound of Venus.
"You look so beautiful like that," I said as I ran the tip of my penis up
and down her flowing lower lips.
And she really did. She was in good shape but lacked the strong
musculature of the other super-heroines. This gave her a feminine softness that
was candy to my eyes. Her raven-black hair was spread out around her head like
a dark halo. Her breasts were about a C cup and flattened out on her chest as
she lay supine. Her only clothes were her classic fishnet stockings with their
black, lacy garter belts, which framed her pussy as if it were a piece of
living, erotic art.
I slowly pressed myself into her, feeling the walls of her pussy spread
and welcome me inside her. She moaned and closed her eyes for a moment, then
reached up to pull me into an embrace and deep kiss. I could feel her moaning
directly into my own mouth as I bottomed out in her.
I clutched her back, her breasts pressing hard into my torso, her nipples
poking wonderfully into my chest. As I started pumping in and out, she started
making little squeaks as my cockhead touched her cervix with each stroke.
It was odd. Rei and occasionally Daria were the only women in the house
who ever complained about me pumping too deeply and hitting their cervix. All
the others seemed to enjoy the deep touching. On the other hand, both normal
women I had fucked after getting my lengthened penis complained about cervix
bumping. Maybe my artificial women were just so sexually wired-up that anything
to do with fucking me felt good. Enough digression.
I was revved up but not on edge tonight, so I lasted maybe 20 minutes,
which was sufficient to bring her to 2 more orgasms before I blew my load. She
didn't let go of me for a single moment.
We lay there in each other's arms, panting a bit. She held me closely,
preventing my softened cock from slipping out of her.
Breathing heavily into my ear, she said, "That was wonderful. I'm glad I
didn't pass out this time."
"Well, if you give me a few minutes, I'll be ready to go again. Or we can
invite someone else to join us. I'm sure any of the other ladies would love to
give you some special attention."
"Maybe some other time. Right now, I'm just enjoying this."
"I'll admit it is very nice... I'm just used to providing more orgasms
than that."
"I must have had a dozen small comes from you eating me out, but having
you inside me just made them more intense."
And here she squeezed her vagina tightly over my cock, making it twitch
and harden a bit.
"Ah, there we go," I said, and I started flexing my penis as best I could.
"Are you sure you don't want some more?"
"Well, maybe a little more."
"Any requests? Any favorite positions or a new one you want to try?"
"Positions can make things interesting, but the man is what's important.
How about you? Any positions you want to try out? Any favorites?"
"Ever since Anna, Jane and Rei decided to try out the Kama Sutra, I think
I've tried every sexual position imaginable. As for my favorite? I usually
enjoy whatever gives me the best access to my lady."
"I think we have great access to each other just like this."
"Yeah, I guess we do. I still need to put on a fresh condom though."
In response, she reached down, pulled me out of her cunny, stripped off
the condom, pumped me hard for a moment, then reinserted me bareback.
"Don't worry about it, I want to feel you this way. I'll be on the pill
next week, and I can just get a morning after pill tomorrow. So come on, big
boy. Plant your seed in my belly. Make me a mother!"
Okay, I knew intellectually that she wasn't going to bear my children, but
having a naked woman ask for your baby always gets a man hot.
This time around, I propped my upper body up on my arms and adjusted
myself forward slightly so I was scraping directly against her clit. She looked
up at me with heat in her eyes and drew her fingers around my torso. Despite
her apparent satiation earlier, she was coming within minutes. And coming. And
coming. She would come, closing her eyes tightly, raising her legs and
squeezing my thighs and butt, then drop back prone for a minute, look up at me
and start the cycle all over again.
Without a condom to dull the sensations, I was ready to come again after
just 10 minutes. I retained just enough of my senses to make myself pull out
and come on her stomach instead of risking a pregnancy. I explained this to her
a few minutes later as I wiped her down with a clean cloth. I'm not sure if she
was disappointed or impressed or both.
We drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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