The Price of Boredom

by Skytower

Part 2

Of Hoops and Chocolate.

Nora leaned against the wall and sank to her knees, her chest heaving as she sought to take in air. The ghostly refelction of her face in the marble floor startled her. Her eyes were wide, her square jaw looked long and grotesque, quickly she looked away. The reporter had been running for hours, down seemingly endless corridors, always with the sound of Wicked Wanda’s footsteps not far behind.

"How big is this place!" Nora whispered to herself. "How fast is she?"

The answer to both questions would have crushed Nora’s spirit. Wicked Wanda’s palace covered most of what had once been New Hampshire. Nor had she been following Nora at all. Wanda had been watching from the comfort of her boudoir. Wicked Wanda’s bedroom was a place to stagger the imagination. A round bed lay in it’s center, covered with the finest silks known to man. The silks were red and black with the faces of long dead or vanquished foes screened onto them. The room itself was not as huge as many would have expected. Only 100 feet by 100 feet, with a domed ceiling of transparent adamantium. The walls were solid gold, filled with bass relieves of Wanda’s triumphs. Red Rubies lined the doors and to one side stood a massive shelf filled with hundreds of vials of potions. Next to the potions was a case that held nearly every type of bondage toy known to man. Light came from torches that responded to Wanda’s mental commands.

Wanda lay on the massive bed almost purring with pleasure. Between her legs the skillfull tongue of VX played with determination at Wanda’s clitoris. The purr soothed VX somewhat since it had been ages since he had been able to satisfy his mistress, and an unsatisfied ruler was a dangerous one.

Wanda stroked her own breast with one hand, toying with the W shaped gold nipple ring, giving it a tug now and then as she patted VX’s bald, tattooed head with the other. VX had been one of Wanda’s favorite bedroom toys, skillful, dedicated and completely broken. But he, like everything else had long since bored her. With Nora to entertain her, Wanda had brought VX out of the dungeons for another try. So far he was game, but still not quite enough. Part of it was of course his position. VX lay with his arms tightly behind his back in a single leather glove, forcing him to strain his neck to reach her. This was made harder as his legs were spread apart and his stomach lay on a wooden bar, forcing his face down and his but high in the air. Another reason was that Wanda kept pulling away from him.

"You can do better than that." Wanda snapped taking her whip and flicking it expertly down his back. The raw hide snaked between his legs, hitting the metal rings that held his penis in their tight grasp. VX stiffened as a shot of electricity erupted from the rings. After the shock had passed he whimpered and redoubled his efforts. "I didn’t have Skytower use his temporal retrieval unit to save you from the sun just to have you lollygag."

VX whimpered in response.

"Nora where are you?" Wanda called, her voice being carried to the corridor the hapless reporter had just left. Wanda laughed as a look of panic appeared on Nora’s face and the reporter ran blindly into a wall. Wanda laughed again as Nora bounced off the wall and staggered off in a random direction.

"So much fun." Wanda sighed, snapping the whip again. "If you don’t satisfy me this time VX I’m sending you back to Dungeon 54. I’m sure Action Girl will be happy to see you again after all these years."

She laughed as he sobbed in fear, but kept his tongue working.

Nora lay crumbled in a heap on the floor, her body too tired to move anymore. Luckily she hadn’t heard Wanda for a while and, while she didn’t feel safe, she wasn’t panicking anymore. She pressed her forehead to the cold marble, letting it cool her. The reporter still had no idea what she was going to do, but at least she wasn’t panicking. Nora was trying hard to be proud of that, it was the only thing she could hang onto. As a reporter she had read about and conducted interview with superhero’s who faced supervillains. The traps and tortures had always frightened her, and now she was in the grips of a supervillain. With no heroes or heroines around.

"Come on, you can do it."

Nora’s head shot up at the sound of Skytower’s voice. Looking around she saw a partly opened door at the end of the corridor. Carefully she stood and walked toward it.

"No." said a tiny voice. "I’m not jumping."

Nora peered into the room and for a moment hope made her heart beat faster. The machine that brought her here was still in one piece. Skytower stood in front of a table on the far side of the room, looking down at something.

"If you can ride the unicycle you can jump through the hoops." He said.

"No." said the tiny voice again.

"It’s not like the flames are very hot. ElectraWoman did it."

"That’s because you let her watch Day’s of our lives." The tiny voice said. "You never let me watch the Kroft Superstars."

"It’s not my fault that Wanda said no one was ever to watch that show. I’m not the one who went on and tried to tell everyone she was in charge of the America Right group."

"It would have worked if you hadn’t shrunk LA."

"That was an accident." Skytower said. "I was aiming for…"

Nora smashed the metal bar she had found on his head and Skytower slumped to the floor.

"ElectraWow!"

"Huh?" Nora asked, looking down at the table. At first Nora thought she was looking at a child’s doll. She stood 6 inches tall, with brown hair, red cheeks and perky breast. The doll effect was highlighted by the complete lack of pubic hair.

"Hi Nora." The girl said waving. She seemed completely unconcerned about her nudity.

"Huh." Nora repeated. The girl was young, slimly built and her green eyes didn’t look doll like at all.

"Good shot Nora."

"You know my name?"

"Sure, I’m Dynagrrl." She pointed to a cage set on a table at the far end of the room. "That’s our cage. We saw the whole thing when you came in."

"We?"

"ElectraWoman, but she’s watching Days of our Lives, so we can’t talk to her."

"She likes it that much?" Nora asked.

"No, but Wicked Wanda promissed that if we ever see an episode with Marlena in a bikini she’ll have Skytower grow us back to full height. ElectraWoman doesn’t want to take the chance of missing that."

"Oh. You’re a woman!" Nora gasped.

"Of course I am." Dynna sounded offended.

"I’m sorry, but… your small… and… and…"

"What?" Dyna asked, looking down at her self.

"Never mind." Nora said. "Can you tell me how to work the machine? How to get back home?"

"Only Skytower would know how to do that."

"Oh." Nora looked at the moaning dwarf. "Great, now what do I do?"

"Take me with you and I can get us out of here." Dyna said.

"To where?"

"The Resistance. They might be able to get you home."

Nora hesitated, looking longingly at the machine.

"I could force him to send me back when he wakes up."

"Skytower." Wicked Wanda’s voice filled the room, chilling Nora to the bone. "How is the work coming?"

"We have to get out of here." Dyna said, clearly scared as well. Her eyes widened and amazingly Nora could see goose bumps on the shrunken heroine’s skin. "If she catches us she’ll let Skytower test something on us."

"Skytower?" Wicked Wanda called. "If your playing with Dyna again I will be most seriously annoyed."

"Ok." Nora said, starting to pick Dyna up. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to hold the doll-sized heroine. It wasn’t like holding a doll, Dyna had things dolls didn’t. Embarrassed Nora wrapped her hands around the girls chest, but she felt Dyna’s breast flatten under her fingers. Quickly she put Dyna down again. She tried cupping her hand under Dyna’s bottom and pushing the heroine into her palm, only to have Dyna roll off of her hand.

"What’s wrong?" Dyna asked.

"How do I… I mean which way…" Nora stuttered, her face getting redder with each sentence.

"Skytower!" Wicked Wandas’ voice now clearly showed anoyance.

"Just pick me up!" Dyna shouted.

Grabbing the diminutive heroine Nora ran out of the room.

"Take it easy." Dyna said trying to pry Nora’s giant hands from her breast. "I still gotta breath you know."

"Well… how…" Nora started to say, then stopped when she heard the sound of Wanda’s boots clicking along the corridor toward them. Quickly she stuffed Dynagrrl down the front of her costume and ran down the corridor.

Wanda laughed, a full throated laugh to made her ample chest heave and her body rumble. To see Dynagrrl, stuffed into Nora’s slight cleavage was enough to make her forget for a moment that VX had stopped. But only for a moment. Glancing down she saw that the defeated enemy was gazing at the image, a slight smile on his face.

"VX." Wanda said, her tone cold enough to chill the room. Instantly VX realized his mistake and lunged forward, but she pulled away from him. His voice broke into an hysterical wail as Wicked Wanda stood up and walked to the shelf on the far wall. Tugging desperately at his bonds the pathetic wretched mumbled incoherent apologies.

"Harder… not… not… shaved… hurts… face…"

Wanda ignored them and selected a black bottle from the shelf. Then she turned and walked back to the bed. VX had managed to swing himself to the edge, slipping the bar, but the wires attached to the cock ring held. Wanda pushed him over with her foot and VX screamed as the wires short circuited and he received one last jolt.

"I didn’t tell you to stop." She said, opening the bottle and pouring the thick black liquid into his mouth. "Swallow." She ordered.

Eyes wide with fright VX obeyed, his decayed mind long since past any thoughts of disobedience. After a few moments VX felt his bonds loosen. His skin felt strange, as if he had just come out of a steam bath. Suddenly he was free from the single gloves, but he felt his arms move on their own. Then he felt his bones dissolve and his muscles harden. The world grew around him. His legs folded and then stuck that way. Something grew on his head. All the time Wanda’s sadistic laugh tormented him, taunting him with memories of pain and promises of future agony.

When it was over, it could have taken minutes or days, VX found himself lying on the bed, a gigantic Wicked Wanda reaching down for him. She gathered him in one hand and carried him toward the shelf. A full-length mirror stood beside it and he beheld himself.

"After all these years without sugar I wonder if Action Girl wouldn’t like some chocolate." Wanda said, breaking the ear of the chocolate rabbit VX had become and slipping it into her mouth. His silent scream of pain and terror filled the room, for he had felt that as a normal person would feel a bone break. She rolled the ear around in her mouth slowly, letting the warm hardness melt into a thick liquid as the VX chocolate bunny’s ear grew back. A low hum of terror was all he could manage.

With a gesture she teleported him to dungeon 54. Then she wandered back to the bed and lay down. The image in the air showed Nora and Dyna heading toward one of the exits.

"Oh it won’t be that easy." Wanda said, reaching beween her legs she absently rubbed her own bush. Silently she reflected that VX had a point, it had been a while since she had been trimmed. "Now who I wonder should I get to do this for me?"

Wanda’s laugh filled her room and carried through the palace to Nora and Dyna.

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