Crazy Alice- One Less Super Heroine 

The car thieves trail had led to a remote house in an isolated part of the State. Inside the barn located off to the side were several vehicles waiting to be dis-assembled. “This is the chop shop. Now to round up the gang.” She quietly moved onto the porch, peering into one of the windows. “No one seems to be here. They're probably off stealing more cars.” Atom Girl was a gorgeous female with an hour glass shape, and long curvy legs, and most of the magnificent body was revealed by her skimpy costume. “I'll go inside and wait for their return.” Surprisingly the front door was unlocked, so she entered the darkened hallway. “I'll wait in the living roommmmmpphhhh” As the Heroine entered the dark room a familiar scent struck her nostrils just before the wet rag covered her mouth.

“You will be my guest for the night.” A voice whispered into Atom Girl's ear.

“I think not.” The Heroine broke away from the frail grip, but staggered forward from the fumes she had inhaled. “Now to see who you AARRGGGHHH!” A blow to the back of her head stopped any further action, sending the beauty to her knees. “OOHHHHH!” Raising one hand to the spot that was struck, she placed the other hand onto the floor as a brace.

“Now maybe you'll be more cooperative.” Again the voice whispered in Atom Girl's ear, as the rag once more covered her nose and mouth.

Weakened by the wicked blow, she was unable to remove the cloth, but held her breath. “You can't defeat me.” She maintained, while struggling against the attacker. Before inhaling the terrible vapors, the Heroine managed to break free again, then struggled to her feet. “UNNGGHHH!” The pain hit her skull again, sending the Heroine to her knees, and then slowly toppling onto the floor, where she lay moaning.

“Breathe deep, this will ease the pain.” The voice echoed from far away, as the foul smelling fumes entered her nostrils, filling her lungs, and then numbing her brain. She had been defeated by this unknown assailant.

 

The helpless Heroine stared blankly across the carpet, and slowly felt herself slipping away into the darkness. “Uhhhhhh.” Her eyes rolled up, as the gorgeous figure sprawled out to lay very still.

There was no way to know how long she had been unconscious, but when Atom Girl's eye lids finally fluttered, and her mind cleared, she was bound to a wooden kitchen chair. “Ohhhh, who are you?”

Standing at the stove preparing something in a large pot was an old lady with wild gray hair. “Good, you're finally awake.” She turned around to check the captives bonds. “Being a nurse, I tie a pretty good knot.”

“Who are you?” Atom Girl repeated.

“The boys called me Crazy Alice.” She used some tongs to pull something from the pot, and toss it in a glass container.

To the Heroine it looked like a head. “A HUMAN HEAD!”

“Why of course my dear. It's one of those wicked boys.” Alice went to a black surgical bag, where she removed a small case. “I'm finished here, so we'll go to bed for the night.” She then filled a syringe with a clear liquid, pressed the plunger slightly, as she approached the bound woman.

“I remember now, there was a woman, who escaped from the asylum last year, and she was never found. Ouch, that hurt.” The needle pressed under her skin.

“Sorry, dear, it's been awhile since I've done this.” Alice pushed the plunger, forcing the liquid into Atom Girl's vein. “Just relax.”

“Can't let her doooo..thish..she'llll..cuss off my heauuuunnn” Her eyes slowly disappeared back in her head, and the beautiful face, partially covered by a black mask, fell forward.

The next morning, Atom Girl recovered, discovering herself naked, spread eagled on a bed with her arms and legs bound to the bed posts. “Good I still have my power ring.” As soon as she felt her strength return, it was easy for the Heroine to break free. “Now to send the old lady back to the asylum.” Not paying attention to the metal plate in front of the door, she reached for the knob. “AAAHHHHHHHH!” A surge of electricity went through her body, setting every nerve on fire. Her huge firm breasts smashed against the door, but her hand was still frozen to the knob. “OH pleeezze stop.” She began sliding towards the floor, while her mind whirled in a sea of confusion. Then suddenly the electricity was turned off, sending the Heroine twisting in agony onto her back.

The door slowly opened, pushing against the helpless body. “Oh, sorry about that. Are you hurt?”

Atom Girl lay there, unable to move, and peering upwards at the smiling old woman. “Why are you doing this?”

“Because I can, my dear, and because it's fun. Don't you think?” Taking a rag, Alice poured some chloroform, and then applied it to the Heroine's face. She watched her captive try desperately to move her arms, with no success. The magnificent firm round breasts moved up and down in a smooth regular motion, as her baby blue eyes hid behind the long black eye lashes. “There, you're asleep once again.”

The next time Atom Girl awoke, she was in the basement. “Oh my heavens.” Across the dimly lit room was a pile of headless corpses. “They must be the car thieves.” She lay on a table with her arms and legs tied, and her forehead strapped so her head wouldn't move. “She's going to cut off my head.” Atom Girl nearly panicked, before realizing her strength had returned. “At least she hasn't taken my power ring.” It took several minutes for the Heroine to work free, and then stand in the middle of the basement. “Where did she go?”

“I'm right here.” Alice responded, racing across the room, swinging a shovel. 'BONGGGG!' It connected with Atom Girl's head, spinning the Heroine completely around.

“OOOWWWWW!” Falling against the table, and grabbing onto the top, Atom Girl saw nothing but stars, as her arms slid off, allowing her curvaceous body to slump to the floor, where she sat, stunned. “Unnnnn...wha..hit me?”

“I did.” Alice swung the shovel. 'BONNGG' And watched the stubborn woman slowly sag to the floor.

 

Later that week, Crazy Alice admired the mantle above the fireplace, where five shrunken heads were mounted. Four men and one masked woman.



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