A night in the locker room

Friday

By

Skytower

When I saw Mary Marvel walk into the locker room I figured I was in for another dull night. Of course many people would say that’s a strange thing to say. Here I was in the Justice League Watchtower, the orbiting satellite that served as headquarters for the worlds greatest heroes, beings who are for the most part great looking, in the room next to the showers and the hot tub, one of them walks in and she’s going to be naked pretty soon, and I say I’m in for a dull night.

Skytower, they would say, for that is my name, you are_________; ‘fill in the blank with your favorite derogatory word’. But I see the hero’s and heroines naked a lot. I spend at least 4 nights a week in the Watchtower, all of them in a small pile of toys tucked into a corner of the gym (the reason they have a box of toys in the gym is that they often demonstrate fighting moves using the dolls, which got kind awkward for me once when I was wearing a Superman costume and they used me to demonstrate a leg lock hold), hoping that I’ll be able to record some juicy gossip and sell it to the National Enquirer. ANYTHING will get boring if you do it over a long enough period of time. Even beautiful naked heroines.

Anyway, back to Mary Marvel. Mary Marvel is the closest thing to a girl-next-door from the 1940’s walking the Earth today. Now if Super Girl and Wonder Girl walk in I know that I’ll get some dirt. The only dirt Mary will talk about is in her garden. The first 2 times she used the hot tub she wore a one-piece bathing suit. Part of the problem might be that she really doesn’t need to clean up after a workout. All she has to do is say: "Shazzam!" and after the lightning bolt has faded she is back in civilian cloths clean as a whistle. This is also the reason that there are so few nude photo’s of Mary on the net, she has instant costume repair capability.

Behind Mary walked Super Girl and I figured things might be looking up.

"I can’t believe you managed to hold me like that." Mary said walking over to her locker. Mary stands about an inch shorter than Super Girl’s 5 foot 9 inch height.

"That move is an amazon one." Super Girl said starting to pull off her costume. "I guess after a few centuries of just girl on girl wrestling you come up with some good moves."

"I guess." Mary said turning away as her friend stripped. Super Girl was wearing her alternate outfit tonight, tight blue skirt, white halter with a red ‘S’ on it and short blue cape. If Mary is the girl-next-door from the 40’s Super Girl is the updated version. She has long blonde hair, pale blue eyes and a slim figure. Her breasts are about a C cup with light pink nipples that are of the pointed variety and she has a little patch of blonde hair between her legs.

"Shazzam!" Mary called out and after the lightning bolt faded she was left wearing a blue dress belted at the waist.

"Remember Wonder Woman said no suits in the hot tub." Super Girl said as she padded over to one of the showers.

"I know." Mary said, her voice betraying normal teen-age irritation. She pulled the dress over her head and hung it on a hook. Unlike many other heroines Mary wears underwear. A full white bra and panties that could pass for a bathing suit. She kept her back to Super Girl and took them off like she was taking off armor in front of an enemy.

Mary’s body is a little like Super Girls’. But Mary is wider with slightly smaller breasts that have brown nipples that don’t point. Her hair is brown to Super Girl’s blonde, slightly shorter and her eyes are a deeper shade of blue. A little strip of fuzzy brown hair is between her legs.

"I don’t see why though."

"Sisters should have no secrets from each other." Super Girl said padding over to the tub. "At least that’s what she says. It’s the amazon culture I guess. Nudity isn’t a big thing with them. I wonder if Captain Marvel and Batman use suits while they are in here?"

"I wouldn’t know." Mary said blushing. She wrapped herself in a towel and walked over to the tub. She eased herself into the water carefully letting the towel drop to the floor only when she was waist deep and then she plunged in up to her neck. "Did I tell you the rose bush I transplanted last spring is blooming?"

This is what I meant. Mary Marvel is so repressed about the whole sex thing she doesn’t talk about it. I know at least 2 supervillains who have sworn up and down to me that they’ve gotten her costume off and had a go at her, but she never talks about it and they don’t have pictures. So hot tub sessions with Mary around never get past the G rating, never mind PG 13. Last time all I got was a chocolate chip cookie recipe.

"That’s good." Kara said easing back.

"I didn’t think it was getting enough sun but…"

At that point things took a turn for the better. Wonder Girl ran into the room. Wonder Girl is the same size as Super Girl, the same height anyway, but she’s built a lot heavier. Not fat, it’s all muscle really, but heavy non-the less. She’s got the body of Mae West in her prime. Her costume is a pair of blue shorts with stars on them and a red sleeveless blouse with an eagle on it. She looked around anxiously for a minute.

"You didn’t see me." She hissed before running into the shower.

"Drusilla!" Wonder Woman came into the room a few seconds later. Wonder Woman’s costume is Wonder Wonder Girl’s costume grown up. It’s basicaly a swimsuit with blue trunks, red top and a gold eagle on the chest. If you add 6 inches and 10 pounds to Wonder Girls body you get Wonder Woman’s body. The one thing both of them are known for is setting the Chest-Size standard for superheroines. Wonder Woman was holding a paper and man was she mad. "Where is she?"

Super Girl simply shrugged but Mary gave a panicked look at the shower room.

"Drusilla come out here!" Wonder Woman shouted charging into the shower.

"Maybe we should leave." Mary said.

She didn’t have a chance to move as Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl emerged from the shower. Both were rolling around on the floor trying to get the uppper hand and not being at all gentle about it. I tell ya, when it comes to catfighting nothing beats two amazon sisters. Wonder Woman finally got the upper hand, pinning Wonder Girl to the floor by sitting on her and holding one of her arms above her head while the other was stuck on Wonder Woman’s knee. Wonder Woman’s legs were twisted into Wonder Girl’s and she had a good grip.

"Let me go!" Wonder Girl shouted.

"Not until I check something." Wonder Woman said. With her free hand she reached down and pulled her sister’s top up. Under Wonder Girls breasts were the words "amazons rule" in bright patriotic colors and lettering.

"We should really go." Mary said reaching for her towel.

It was about then that I noticed something strange happen. Just beside Super Girl the air shimmered for a moment. It wasn’t noticeable to anyone else because it was only about a 2 inch section of air that shimmered. Being 12 inches tall myself I notice these things. The air shimmered and a portal opened up for a split second, long enough for a something to shoot out of it and into Super Girl’s ear.

"Kara?" Mary ask. She was half way out of the tub with the towel fully around her. Super Girl looked up at her. "We should really leave them alone don’t you think?"

Super Girl punched her in the stomach.

Mary’s eyes went so wide I thought they were going to cover her face like some cartoon character. She doubled over and Super Girl grabbed her and held her under the water for a few minutes. Mary struggled at first, but after a few seconds went limp. She was till breathing as Super Girl pulled her out of the tub and dumped her onto the floor.

Meanwhile Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl had zero notice of this happening. They lay on the floor still arguing. They kept arguing as Super Girl walked over and picked up one of the weight bars they used. Taking the weights off of it she walked back over to Mary and used the bar to tie her arms behind her back. Given that it was steal she was working with Super Girl was really good about it. She twisted the metal like it was spaghetti so that it twisted around Mary’s wrist and ran all the way up to her shoulders. After that Super Girl tore the towel into a strip and gagged her.

Wonder Girl and Wonder Woman was arguing through all of this. I think the Injustice Gang could have attacked and they wouldn’t have noticed. Every so often Drusilla would squirm a bit but she couldn’t break the hold.

"Kara help me!" Drusilla demanded.

Super Girl moved like a blur and slammed one of the weights into the base of Wonder Woman’s skull. With a groan she slumped over her sister.

"Not that way!" Drusilla said struggling out from under her sister. "What’s gotten into you?"

Super Girl was silent as she reached under Wonder Woman and rolled her over her sister. Wonder Girl was forced to roll with her and when she got free she looked up to see Super Girl holding the golden belts of strength.

"Kara?" Wonder Girl asked a look of disbelief on her face.

When Super Girl wants to she can really move. She moved. In a blur of motion she stripped Wonder Girl’s costume off of her, leaving the heroine dazed. Then Super Girl grabbed another one of the bars pulled of the weights and went after Wonder Girl. To give her some credit Wonder Girl tried to fight back, and failed completely. Super Girl wrapped the weight bar her around Wonder Girl’s body three times pinning her arms to her side. Another rod was twisted up her legs from her ankles to her thighs. Inside of ten seconds Wonder Woman was tied up the same way.

"Super Girl what are you doing?" Wonder Woman demanded shaking her head to clear the pain.

"She is doing what I command." Super Girl said, but it wasn’t really her. She reached up to her ear and a small worm crawled onto her palm. Woodenly she held the worm in front of them. "As you will all soon do!"

"Who are you?" Wonder Girl asked.

"Who am I? You insipid insignificant girl! I am MR.MIND!"

"Who?"

At this point Mr. Mind went on a fifteen minute rant on who he was, where he was from, what he wanted to do and so and so on… It was typical supervillain rant. To boil it down, Mr. Mind is mutant alien worm bent on conquest because he doesn’t think humans are smart. Or something like that. To tell the truth I really didn’t pay attention. You can try this web sight if you want to check him out.

http://shazam.imginc.com/whoswho/mistermind.asp

While he was doing this I had sneaked out of the toy box and was working my way into the air vent system. The vents in the Watchtower aren’t really a good way to get around. There are alarm systems in them and they coated the metal with anti-stick stuff so that a small intruder would have trouble climbing and big sections of sticky stuff so that if an intruder did manage to climb he’d get caught. It’s not a bad idea really, but it’s not going to work if someone (namely me) uses a couple of small magnets to climb the rim where the two halves of the duct meet. I worked my way to the section of the vent above locker room and looked through the vent.

Wonder Woman was still lying on the floor squirming in the metal. Super Girl under Mr. Mind’s control had strapped wires to her breast, temples, between her legs, toes, pretty much everywhere.

"You will not conquer my will worm!" she swore as Super Girl put a wire in each ear.

"Normally no, even my enormous powers are able only to control one person at a time." Mr. Mind said. "But once your will is broken I will easily keep you under control." Wonder Woman stiffened as Super Girl took the golden lasso and wrapped it around her. Then she put one end on the floor and Mr. Mind crawled over to it and touched a part of it. "This lasso compels you to obey, and the electrodes and probes my slave has placed over your body will channel pain or pleasure as I dictate."

Well at least he had basic slave training 101 down. Most super villains have absolutely no idea how to break hero’s wills and turn them into slaves. Some are even dumb enough just to beat them up and then give them some time to recover and ‘learn that it does you no good to oppose me’. Even I don’t work for that type.

Super Girl put a pair of VR goggles on Wonder Woman and then stepped back. Mind you through all of this Wonder Woman wasn’t just lying there. She squirmed, she twisted, she pleaded with Super Girl to break the control… Basically all the stuff that everyone knows won’t work but tries anyway. Wonder Girl was trying to get free as well, and having no luck at all. At least Super Girl had twisted one of the bars into her mouth. I’m a firm believer in gagging a heroine if you’re not actively torturing her for information. Letting them talk is the same sort of mistake the Tazmanian Devil usually makes with Bugs Bunny.

Anyway Wonder Girl was twisting and turning and stuff, and doing nothing but getting really sweaty. Mr. Mind ignored her and turned on the machine. I have no idea where he got the thing. It was the size of a sofa and would have tripped all sorts of alarms if he had just teleported it in there. But he turned it on and Wonder Woman goes into her moaning and groaning bit, straining against the metal and trying to throw off his mental assault.

She looked really cool too. Wonder Woman has the type of body that’s made for heavy duty bondage. First off she’s big. Big breasts, big hips, long legs… Big. Second she’s in great shape so all the muscles stand out. And when you really start to get to her, like Mr. Mind was doing, she has this really low, really looooooooowwwwwww moan that can make the floor rumble.

I was debated for a while whether or not to stay for the whole show or get out of there, or even hitting Mr. Mind up for a job. He had a fairly decent plan after all. But in the end I decided against it for a couple of reasons. First, well he’s a worm. I have standards after all. Second he was making the classic villain mistake. The mistake that dooms nine out of ten fiendish plans. He wasn’t paying attention to one of the captives. Mary Marvel was squirming, inch by inch toward and alarm bell set near the door. One her finger tips no less.

I’m not sure what she planned to do once she got there, the alarm button was placed five feet above the floor and she could barely crawl, let alone stand up. Still the fact that she was moving quietly was enough for me. It didn’t really surprise me. Mary may not have the chest of most heroines, but she’s got more brains than a lot of them. And while she doesn’t have the body for the type of bondage Wonder Woman has, it’s still a pretty decent bondage ready body. Mary has the type of slight, tight body structure that goes well with the Asian bondage. You know, the type of cats-craddle type bondage that is so tight breathing is a problem.

Anyway the point was that if I didn’t help Mr. Mind would probably fail anyway, but I’d miss the deadline for the Enquirer story. A blow by blow of the catfight between Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl over the tattoo would be cheerfully welcomed by my editor and I would cheerfully welcome the cash she would give me in return. So I decided to help Mary out.

Back to the point I was making about the bondage. While wrapping half in thick bars around Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl pretty much put them out with Mary it wasn’t as effective. Not having the bulk of the other two, Mary was slowly freeing herself from the metal. It would take her a few hours, but by twisting and turning her body into a pretzel she’d do it. (If she ever decides to have sex this girl is going to be impossible to match in the moves department)

Now as I rule I can’t carry much when I go to the Watchtower. Normally I carry an assortment of gadgets and weapons since, well I’m a coward and I like to be able to protect myself(and there are some heroines out there who consider me an actual villain, one worth trying to catch!), but the Watchtower is so full of alarms and sensors I carry only what I need. A tape recorder, an emergency teleporter and two cans of stick and non-stick solution for the duct traps I told you about. As Mary was inching her way under the vent I simply stuck out my arm and sprayed her with the non-stick stuff as she went by.

As a side note to any villains who read this, if you ever have Mary Marvel captured and stripped, oil her down, she looks super hot with her muscles glistening and straining.

Anyway with the spray on Mary was soon able to free her arms. Once that was done she pulled out the gag and the lightning flashed and that was about it. Caught by surprise Super Girl went down quick and Mr. Mind got thrown into the hot tub with a bar of soap to float on. He yelled a bit but no one was paying attention.

I didn’t see a lot of the above because I had to get back to hiding in the toy pile. The alarms would go off soon and I wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible.

Mary had freed Wonder Girl and Wonder Woman and was checking on Super Girl.

Gosh I hope I didn’t hit her too hard." Mary said. "How is Wonder Woman?"

"She’ll be ok." Wonder Girl said pulling all the wires off of her sister. When the only thing left was the golden lasso Dru picked it up, then paused. Wonder Woman was still out.

"Diana listen to me very carefully." Wonder Girl said holding the lasso. "You don’t care about my tattoo. You think it’s fine."

"I don’t care about your tattoo." Wonder Woman repeated drowsily. "I think it’s fine."

"Drusilla!" Mary Marvel said. "How dare you!"

The door opened at that point and Batman walked in and I snuck out by way of the garbage shoot. He’s the type who notices everything, small or not.

I would have to stay out of the place for a while, after Mr. Mind they’d be too careful. Still, this story would keep my in pizza. I could see the head-line now; "Wonder Girl uses golden lasso on Wonder Woman", "Tattoo scandal rocks Justice League"

I’m a firm believer in the principle of freedom of the press. Especially when that freedom pays my rent

…end

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