A Day in the Life of Wonder Woman
by
Mucklejohn

This story is a work of fan-fiction no rights are given or implied.

I want to dedicate this story to all the authors who have inspired me down through the years: there are in fact too many to mention...but Mr. X (the Tolstoy of the genre), GW, Nergd, Homer Vargas, would have to top a very long list.
Thanks!

Friday 5:45am
Diana Prince awoke from the most refreshing of sleeps, despite her heavy "workload" as the mighty amazon Wonder Woman she could still wring rejuvenation from the briefest of naps. Fortunately no-one had needed her aid the night before and she was able to get a full eight hour's rest. Which is why she was greeting the morning with a dopey smile worthy of the cheesiest of coffee commercials.
Gracefully she slid out of bed pausing briefly to contemplate her curvy voluptuous body in her full-length mirror. Diana gave her splendid breasts a playful heave muttering "Time to go to work girls!"
And work she did, writhing out of her short blue babydoll nightie with a healthy giggle and throwing her self down on the floor for an intense warm-up routine, stretching her long perfect legs and unkinking those tireless yet supremely feminine muscles. Diana then lapsed into a quick 1500 push-ups.
After that, the amazon did another 1500 stomach crunches, a regimen that would defeat the hardiest of Olympian athletes but to our heroine it was nothing more than a warm-up.
All-a-sweaty from her workout Wonder Woman repaired to her bathroom for a nice half-hour long shower in which she carefully shaved her legs, washed her magnificent mane of jet-black hair in general played with a body that the male population of the planet would cheerfully disembowel themselves to possess.
The shower was always a tempting place for Diana the steam, the heat, she soaped and caressed her body with exaggerated care.
"Mmmmmmm....such a bod" she whispered
She could feel her imperious womanhood melting in the privacy of her shower. Wet both inside and out-she was getting turned on..."Only one way to handle THIS" thought Wonder Woman.
Grabbing her plastic shampoo bottle, the amazon murmured "are you a bad girl?"
"Bad girls PLAY with themselves!"
"Uuuhhhhh-I'm so-oo-oo bad" Diana gave herself a wet loud slap on the rear to properly color her fantasy (and her ass).
Sl-oo-owly she worked that shampoo bottle into her weeping love-cave taking her sweet time jerking it in and out in a familiar rhythm...
Bad girl...bad-bad girl...she could feel that surge of gushy girly heat radiating out from her loins. By now Diana was bent over intent only on sawing that shampoo bottle in and out of her vagina THE WAY SHE LIKES IT!
Drowsily her head lolled.
It was coming.
Or rather SHE was coming with a strangled gasp Wonder Woman masturbated herself to a sweet perfect orgasm.
"O-oh Ste-ee-eve!" she groaned as a dozen mini-orgasms waltzed through her brain.
The whole effort forced Diana to collapse in her half-filled tub with a messy splash, vapors swirling around her with the most beatific smile playing on her lips.
"Gotta start the day right by Hera!" she said to no-one in particular.
6:17am
Naked
Naked and perfect that is the only way to describe it as Diana laid out her navy blue yeoman's uniform on her bed. The whole ensemble was starched perfect a good half-size too big for her-all as part of an effort to suggest that Wonder Woman could have nothing in common with Miss Diana Prince. This subterfuge had reliably fooled the intelligence agencies of every major and minor power on Earth, with the sole exception of Colonel Steve Trevor (her "superior" officer and sweet patooty) who'd seen through it almost immediately. Steve of course was wise in some ways, he'd kept his yap shut. Conversely Diana in a display of trust never used her magic lasso to blank the knowledge from his memory. Indeed he'd only find out again "it's not like I can remove his cognitive abilities" she reasoned.
It was an odd arrangement but what the hell they're in love.
"And besides" thought Wonder Woman "None of this ooh-eek I've got to hide B.S. when danger strikes... Steve can cover for me".
With that thought in mind Diana slipped on her famous patriotic strapless satin tights (one of six identical pairs she kept on hand) and fumbled momentarily before zipping them up. A simple bit of amazon magic rendered her bullet-deflecting bracelets invisible, and a concealed compartment in her oversized purse hid her tiara, lasso, boots and belt.
Properly outfitted, Diana slowly dressed in her navy uniform, carefully tying her hair up in a bun and getting her necktie just right. Barefoot but overwise presentable she padded over to her dressing table, expertly crossed those perfect legs, and applied a bit of lipstick a tiny bit of powder to her exquisite nose.
"Superheroines don't live by bread alone" she rationalized.
She punctuated this observation by bending over and lightly dabbing some perfume behind her knees.
A pair of black knee-high stockings and some depressingly sensible shoes completed the transformation.
Di looked one last time in the mirror and even gave her rear end a quick look "everything dowdy enough-even for a BAD girl?" she said to herself.
It must have been as She left her small apartment and drove off to the Pentagon for another day of simple patriotism and mayhem.
7am
Combined Intelligence Bureau of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. The Pentagon Washington D.C.
Steve Trevor's office was practically deserted at this hour of the morning. Frankly, with their relentless work-habits and strict punctuality Di and Steve were amiably loathed throughout the Department of Defense.
"Good MORNING Colonel" trilled Diana Prince with slightly worrisome ardor.
"Good morning Yeoman" responded handsome pilot-secret-agent-loverboy Steve Trevor-"whats in the in-basket today?"
"Ten coded messages from our overseas listening posts fresh from the Electronic Intelligence Center, a revised schedule of ciphers to be disposed of, a new list of the International Most Wanted, and a critical flash mission statement that needs your signature".
"Same-old-same-old in other words".
"Yes I suppose, Colonel can I get you a cup of coffee?"
Steve rifled through the paper and hardly looked up "No need I'll get it myself".
"But I'm your secretary, I'M SUPPOSED to get your morning coffee and am happy to do so" said Di with eyes batted wide and an impish look on her lovely face.
"Actually you are my Aide-De-Camp with a rank of Lieutenant...no coffee in your task-profile."
"Hrrmph! I type, I file, I screen your calls, it all says secretary to me no matter what the Pentagon says-besides like many secretaries I'm hopelessly infatuated with my boss!".
Steve gazed evenly into his smiling ADC's cobalt blue eyes ..."Gosh I hope not... because I'm in love with my ADC and she is definitely the jealous type....it's her Greek ancestry"
"Well if you let me get your coffee I won't tell a soul about your gross breach of regulations" giggled Diana.
"Oh-kay Diana black no sugar thanks" sighed Trevor, it was indeed going to be a long day.
7:15am
Trevor sat at his desk in his surprising spacious office. For a colonel he had a pretty sweet set up including fine oak paneling and an adjoining vault for storage of classified materials, a discreet firearm or two and a bottle of bourbon.
Steve had it made, even if his coffee was a tad weak this morning WHY did Diana an amazon and a superheroine insist on getting it?.
The pilot poured over his paperwork and hardly noticed when his ADC stuck her head through the door and politely inquired "How's the coffee?"
"Fine"
"Like Hades it is, I diluted it with tap-water" said Wonder Woman indignantly.
Steve caught on and pushed away his work for a moment...a knowing smile played across his face, good thing it was early.
The amazon closed the soundproof door behind her and deftly threw the bolt.
"Now WHY did you do a silly thing like that?"
"I don't know maybe it's because I'm a BAD girl!"
By now Di had artfully slithered into the room and stood fists on hips with a huge grin on her face in front of Trevor's desk.
"Well...you know what happens to Bad Girls don't you?...they get...punished".
With practiced skill he reached out and caught Diana's wrist, bending her over his lap until she was meekly sprawled there like a soon-to-be-punished schoolgirl.
She sighed and smiled "another fine workout" she thought.
Steve glanced at the door to see if it was still locked...he lifted up Diana's regulation skirt exposing the bottom part of her gaudy superheroine costume.
Di inhaled sharply with anticipation.
"What is THIS Yeoman...these aren't regulation panties! How many times have I told you you have to be regulation right down to your soft...bare...skin and-and-hairless crotch"
Steve was sweating now...he raised his hand in preparation for Diana's "disciplining".
He brought his open palm down hard on Di's shapely star-spangled backside.
Whap!
Ooooohhh-ouch sighed the amazon happily.
"Are you a bad-girl?"
Whap!
"YES!!" yelped Wonder Woman.
Whap!
"What bad things have you done?"
Whap-whap!
Steve was getting into this familiar scene, he deftly grabbed his fiancee's colorful panties and yanked them down to her knees, Diana quickly lifted her pelvis up to facilitate the process. Trevor paused once again to admire those perfect buttocks-seemingly made by the Gods.
WHACK!!!
"WELL!!!???-Answer me you silly wench!!!"
Wonder Woman was by now grinding her pussy hard against Steve's knees carefully in time with his every spank. Her breathing had a faint hoarse quality to it, her eyes were blissfully closed, a faraway smile played on her lips.
Whap!
"I've-I've gotten crappy coffee for my boss, I can't type worth a damn, I smirk too much, I'm a bad girl who need a A MAN to boss her around...and-and I don't wear regulation underwear-EVER!!!"
Whap!
"Uuuunnnhhhh...and I'm a nympho who craves dominance-<gasp> ON THE JOB!!!!!!"
By now Diana's ass had taken on a apple-red hue the pain was quite secondary to the building surge in her loins.
"Uh-uh make me do HOUSEWORK!! I'm such <gasp> a BAD GIRL!!" moaned the aroused amazon.
WHAP! a beautiful shot right across Wonder Woman's rosy buttocks.
With a throaty gasp Wonder Woman came like an express train beating her fists against the carpeted concrete floor and moaning like a tigress.
A few more thrusts against Steve's legs and Diana was happily spent.
Thoughtfully the pilot handed her some tissues with which to wipe of the dew of sweat on her brow.
Di smiled got to her feet and with a wince pulled up her costume bottom and made a quick check of her face in her compact-the bloom was certainly in both sets of cheeks.
Steve leaned back in his chair slightly winded from the hard work of his angel's spanking fantasy.
Di turned around she'd almost forgot her end of the deal!
Sure enough the peerless pilot had an erection to put the World Trade Center to shame.
"Gotta pace these things it's gonna be a long day" she thought.
Solicitously she leaned over and unzipped his fly..."Is that a pistol in yer pocket or are you glad to see me?"
"I'm glad to see you" said Trevor with a smile.
"Not much on the banter are you Colonel?"
"Nope".
Wonder Woman gazed lustily at Steve's huge cock...the sight of it alone always made her feel dizzy and a little vulnerable.
"We-ee-ell maybe THIS will make you talk!"
She teased the his balls and the base of his cock with her manicured fingernails teasing the bulbous head in due course. Slowly Diana ran her hand up and down his shaft pumping thoroughly enjoying his lustful reaction.
She flicked her thumb over the head, making sure to caress the tender underside.
Diana carefully ran her delicate fingers up and down Trevor's shaft increasing the pressure here, decreasing there-but always pumping with practiced skill.
Steve exhaled, gripped the arms of his chair tightly, and tried to clear his mind...he never lasted long in these circumstances...
Wonder Woman's expert hand job soon had that familiar warmth boiling through Trevor's nether regions...he sighed again and Diana carefully picked up the pace. Deftly Wonder Woman insinuated her talented digits down near the base of Steve's penis and rubbed there just the right way....
And what the hell he creamed like a bomb going off in a dairy.
Fortunately his long time girlfriend was skilled in these matters and caught with a tissue every precious drop without soiling his trousers or the carpet.
What a Woman!!
Diana smiled, and wiped down the pilot's spent dick replacing it in his pants and zipping him up.
"Just a little jerk before work sir...but please save some for later" she said lightly.
"Christ you are a wonder" exclaimed Steve.
"Oh I'll bet you say that to all the amazons!"
8pm
It was a nice smell, a delicate perfume but you could still sniff it out five full minutes before she clocked in.
And clock in she did on the dot of eight, wearing a scandalously short canary yellow micro-mini and a fetching matching jacket.
Yes indeed Steve Trevor's Intern was on the job, none other than Diana's sexy little sister Drucilla Prince.
Diana looked with tired disapproval on her sister's revealing outfits and too sunny nature...privately she was convinced Dru had a secret crush on Colonel Trevor but was too naive and respectful of her beauteous older sister to do anything about it.
So Drucilla compensated by dressing like a trainee courtesan.
Diana had only convinced Steve to take Dru on as an intern as a means to keep and eye on her and to prevent her from getting into any tight spots in her guise as Wonder Girl.
Still, she could be WAY too perky sometimes.
Diana cast a reproachful eye at today's ensemble, "Is THAT what the interns are wearing today?"
"Uh-uh" Dru nodded her head so vigorously that her ponytail bobbed comically.
"I check with some of my intern pals who work at the White House".
Dru grinned hugely at her witticism.
"Next time, try checking with some of the GIRL INTERNS!!!" grated Diana.
Steve burst out of his office, it wouldn't do for the two sisters to start beefing so early in the morning...an amazon catfight had intriguing possibilities but the damage to the Pentagon's foundation and supporting walls wasn't worth the nut.
"Dru thank God you are here! listen take the e-17 files down to the copy room and xerox them all, drop by the Q-Sector and pick up the sealed day reports and then grab me a cup of coffee and a danish!
Dru scampered off with a wide grin, Steve would never THINK to ask Diana to get him coffee she'd get all snooty with him!
Di turned around and looked at her boss with a mock stupefied expression...
"coffee?"
"Well...one of you has to get it right..."
9:45am
"Dru...where is Steve?"
"He left for a meeting with General Darnell in the secure conference room about a half-hour ago."
"It's not on his day-planner?"
"I know...Milly, General Darnell's ADC asked if it could be arranged informally on a time urgent basis."
"How come YOU know so much-I'm Steve's assistant after all doesn't anyone care to clue ME in?"
"You know Di, you'd learn more around here if you just raised your hemlines a little and stopped by the water-cooler occasionally."
"What can I say?, I don't watch "Ally McBeal"...
"Well there is your problem in a nutshell."
And fortunately for Wonder Girl she'd long ago mastered the art of dodging a stapler pitched at her head at a speed to give Roger Clemens' pause.
9:55am
Secure Conference Room D
Intelligence Sector The Pentagon

Darnell came to the point.
"Steve you remember Jefferson Miller, that loony millionaire who ran for president last year on a fourth party ticket?
"Know him personally...no. But he keeps pestering my ADC to meet me for lunch."
"Steve we want you to call him this morning and arrange that luncheon"
"Why? the guy's a reactionary psycho, all those three hours speeches about the sanctity of the gold standard and perfidious international bankers."
"Well Steve it's like this, he's been meeting with certain people from within and without the government talking trash about changing administrations-BY FORCE!"
"A coup?!"
"Yeah sounds dopey but your the only army officer he's contacted, we want you to wear a micro wire transmitter during your meeting...see if you can get him to talk about his plans".
"Ummm general, you've got a court order to cover this right?"
Darnell plunged into his briefcase and produced a duly signed authorization for wiretapping.
"Alright then, I'll call him up and make the arrangements..."
"Steve the FBI domestic intelligence unit will fit you with the wire-please be careful".
"I'd better call my office and give them some excuse..."
"Just tell them you went to brief the Chief of Staff-that sounds plausible".
10:15am
"That's odd, Steve just called to say he's briefing the Chief of Staff in the secure wing-but I ALWAYS accompany him to these things?!!"
And another thing, the CoS is out of town everyone knows he finds and excuse slip off to the track for the breeder's cup.
Diana mulled these oddities as she rifled through her usual dull paperwork.
Right on cue, Loaded with xeroxed busy work up bustled Drucilla who indulged her elder sister with a huge smile.
"DIANA!! You'll never guess where Steve is!"
"Where?"
"The FBI asked him to sound out that crackpot Jeff Miller about his plans for a coup?!!
"WHEN!!"
"Today at lunchtime..."
Diana stood up, Miller was a violent nutlog, Steve would definitely need Wonder Woman's help.
"Hey how did you find all this out?"
I overheard Milly, Darnell's secretary in the ladies room".
"Well whatever...listen Dru I have a feeling that Steve is in trouble and Wonder Woman might have to help!"
"And-and Wonder Girl too? we could fly over together and..."
"No-no...I need you to hold down the office, besides it might prove to be a big nothing, with no educational value...stay here look busy and for Hera's sake lay off the lip gloss!"
Dru pouted (she was very good at that).
"Now, I need to switch to my secret identity, Dur you pull the fire alarm and I'll switch to my costume during the confusion...make sure you sound panicky to allay any suspicion!"
Dru recovered from her disappointment long enough to pipe-up...
"Why don't you change in Steve's office and simply climb out the window...it's not like people don't expect to see you coming and going from there...?"
"Right! good idea...glad I thought of it!"
Diana adjourned to Steve's office without further ado.
Dru sat down behind Diana's desk and fished out her sister's supposedly hidden copy of "Cosmopolitan".
"Adults are certainly weird" she thought to herself.
***
Meanwhile in Steve's office Diana gracefully shucked off her uniform jacket and started unbuttoning her blouse...quickly exposing her eagle motifed' bustier. Unbuckling her belt the amazon slowly stepped out of her skirt she saucily kicked off her shoes. Barefoot, our heroine sat down daintily crossed her impossibly perfect legs and gracefully rolled down her silk stocking. After securing her hosiery she zipped on her boots from out of the hidden compartment in her purse.
Steve kept a small mirror on one wall as a momento of a visit to Taiwan. He never used it, Wonder Woman however checked her make-up in it at least three times a week on average.
The heroine giggled at the sight though, she still had her thick lensed Diana Prince glasses on!
She edged to take them off and marveled at how poorly they concealed her true identity...she tossed her head left and right they didn't look half-bad on her!
Someday she'd spring this Wonder-Woman-in-glasses hybrid on Steve, his reaction would prove amusing.
Maybe she'd sit on his lap with her steno notebook and pretend to take his dictation. In full costume that'd get his attention for sure!
Di finally doffed her specs and refreshed her lipstick. After making sure that the door was securely locked she climbed out the first story window and mentally summoned her invisible robot jet.
"Hold on Steve I'm coming!" thought the Amazon.
10:45am
Meanwhile Steve Trevor was hopelessly trapped.
In D.C. traffic that is...having gotten his wire installed by the FBI he now suffered through stalled bumper-to-bumper traffic.
With a big sigh he called Miller's secretary on his cel-phone.
"Yes this is Colonel Trevor calling for an 11am with Mr. Miller, I'm stuck in traffic here I was wondering if I could re-schedule for 11:30?"
"This ought to be an early indication of how anxious Miller is to talk with me" thought Steve.
Within moments the secretary came back on line and assented to the time change..."That's bad," thought the Colonel, "Aren't rich wankers like Jeff Miller on very tight schedules?"
11:00 am
The roof-top of Salubria the ancestral manor-home of the Miller family...irritating thorns in the side of the body politic for two centuries.
Wonder Woman had alighted ever so quietly from her robot plane and was presently hiding behind one of the huge gargoyles that guarded the cornices of the huge mansion.
"Hmmmm Steve must be running late so I'll lay low until he arrives-but WHY does Miller want to talk with him so badly?"
Alas for our heroine the whole of the roof was under video surveillance, Miller's security teams were on to Wonder Woman from the git-go.
11:05 am Miller Mansion Security Control.
"Ah sir, it seems that Wonder Woman is on our roof sir...she doesn't seem to have figured out our surveillance protocols".
"Excellent Holmes...implement Plan R".
"Ah-ah Plan R for Robert or Plan R for Romeo?"
"Why Romeo of course bwah-ha-ha-ha!!!"
11:10 am back on the rooftop.
Pleased with her infiltration techniques Wonder Woman crouched down behind a gargoyle and awaited her lover's arrival.
"Good thing these crazy rich types go for the corniced flat-roofs motif" thought Diana.
"Nothing to do now but wait..."
She didn't have to wait long as suddenly, from an artfully concealed series of trap-doors erupted six hardy Ninjas.
they bounced and spun brandishing nasty looking curved scimitars...Wonder Woman casually leaned against the gargoyle folded her arms below that stupendous bosom and affected a look of patient boredom.
"Is that all I rate" she said to no-one in particular "Ninjas?"
Eventually the shadow warriors stopped their frantic preening and stood in a semi-circle around the trapped heroine.
Wonder Woman waved back a yawn...and took a long step forward.
The men in black held their ground.
In a flash, the amazon hurled a fist at the chest of the nearest Ninja it connected with a satisfying thump. This induced a small gaseous explosion as strangely sweet smelling fumes jetted out from the Ninjas chest even as he slumped on the ground unconscious.
The Amazon smiled involuntarily...this was gonna be easy!
Heedless of this odd phenomenon Wonder Woman aimed a beautiful kick at the head of another shadow warrior , he too went flying although he seemed to leave a blue-ish cloud in his wake.
It was somewhat comical and WHY were these dopes just standing there dropping like duck-pins with her every punch?
She giggled...then guffawed quite against her will.
Ninja number three was only staggered to his knees by her next blow but by now the sheer hilarity of the situation had Diana laughing uncontrollably.
Another uppercut knocked a silent swordsman back, but for another blue cloud the henchman was otherwise unhurt.
Her sides began to ache and her muscles began to relax spontaneously. Before Wonder Woman could take aim at her next foe, she doubled over from a fresh fit of laughter-she had agonizing stitches in her sides from all this merriment!
Wha-ha-hah-hah-Wonder Woman was laughing and laughing she could feel her lungs burn not from the effort of battle but from this insidious spasm of jollity.
"Must stop Laughing..." wha-ha-ha-ha-HA!
Her vision was blurry now...that little factum only induced fresh gales of laughter....Wonder Woman was getting decidedly unsteady on her feet!
Desperate now she wheeled drunkenly and tried to aim a punch at the jaw of Ninja #4. He in turn easily evaded the ragged attack sidestepping the blow. But as his giggly opponent lunged past him he clamped over her nose and mouth a large handkerchief soaked in a aromatic substance.
His hands confidently grasped Wonder Woman's left breast and gave a lewd little squeeze.
Diana's eyes batted wide open oh-so-prettily...CHLOROFORM!!! There was no mistaking the smell, but she was taking in lungfuls of the stuff with every muffled titter.
Frantically her hands tugged at his brawny black-clad arm but her amazon strength had been compromised by the laughing gas. Diana moaned piteously and then inhaled a nice healthy lungful of chloroform thanks to a final giggle-seizure.
Valiantly the heroine struggled but her strength was sapped by nitrous oxide and it's enervating fits of hilarity!
Her arms felt heavy it was so-o-oo hard to get her hands to grip anything.!
And that Ninja had a very tight grip, on her nipple that is, ecstatic to be molesting such a powerful woman he gave Diana's aureole a nice hard pinch!
The result was a foregone conclusion Diana could feel her knees buckling her hands weakly pulled on the clothe over her mouth...her eyes drooped a lovely warm feeling was spreading all over her limbs. Wonder Woman was feeling so very sleepy...her head lolled but that clothe stayed right on target.
"No-no-must resist-mmmmm-feel so we-ak..."
And with that Wonder Woman lapsed into unconsciousness and slid to the rooftop face up her countenance that of a dreaming angel.
The oddest little smile was on her lips.
The security team dusted themselves off and congratulated one another on the efficacy of a nitrous-chloroform anti-heroine combination. One of them pulled out a cel-phone:
"Mr Miller sir the bitch is neutralized!"
"Well done Cornhole, she that she's tied tightly with her own lasso, gag her with a cloth-a CLOTH mind you a ball gag distorts the natural beauty of a woman's mouth! And then set her up comfy in the puzzle-box, we'll have need of her yet!!"
11:30am
Wonder Woman was pregnant, seven months along, with a belly bulging out that indicated very healthy twins were on the way. She sat at her desk in Military Intelligence in full costume typing some reports and otherwise being busy. It was hard to concentrate on work what with her babies kicking up all the time and being simultaneously ravenously hungry! Diana kept munching on low-sodium oyster crackers to still the pangs of hunger. A very pregnant Drucilla waddled up in full costume tossing some freshly xeroxed reports on her desk. She collapsed on a nearby couch with a little sigh and placed both hands over her baby-bump with a beatific little smile.
Wonder Woman was ticked off though, she couldn't believe an Amazon Princess had to work in this most precious and special time in her life! Carefully she stood up and told her blissed out sister..."Wonder Girl, I'm going into Steve's office and INSIST He grants us immediate MATERNITY LEAVE!!"
Di couldn't hear her sisters drawled reply, nonetheless she barged into Steve's office. The Colonel was very happy to see her, even as She waddled across the room shaking her finger at her "Boss". Wonder Woman came right up under him intent on giving him a peace of her mind until she felt the most de-light-ful sensations down on her stomach. Trevor had done it again he was rubbing Wonder Woman's big pregnant belly and the amazon was sighing with pleasure..."aaa-ah that feels SO good" she trilled.
Almost forgotten was her original grievance.
"Now what did you want to talk about?"
Oh what was it now? why was it so hard to think these days...?
"Great Hera don't sto-op...Oh yes MATERNITY LEAVE!!"
Steve was now nuzzling Diana's neck but his hands-those perfect digits were fairly dancing around her stiff round tummy.
"Fine it starts in five minutes, you can get changed in my secure vault!"
"Changed...but why?"
"Can't have you all knocked up in uniform-it's against regulations"
Wonder Woman finally broke free of the pilot's lusty embrace...she was mightily confused something was very odd here.
Inside the vault the preggers amazon found only a white lacy apron emblazoned with a eagle across the breasts similar to her costume's motif.
Not wishing to get Steve in trouble, Diana laboriously slipped out of her satin one-piece and tied on the kitchen garment. Her tummy once freed from the patriotic costume bulged out sensually and the whole thing barely covered her meek hairless quim. Nevertheless the amazon felt very comfortable and even doffed her boots as going barefoot was always a source of relaxation.
Confidently she strode back into the office only to find herself in a pristine kitchen somewhere with beautiful sunlight streaming through the windows. Wonder Woman slowly turned around it really was a very nicely decorated place...she smiled.
Steve Trevor sat at the breakfast table with a knife upright in one hand and a fork in the other...he had a look of almost comical expectation.
"What's for Breakfast Angel?" he sang out.
So that's it! Diana turned to the stove and put the burner on "The way to my MAN'S heart..." but wait what does Steve want?
Wonder Woman turned back to ask Steve just this question but for the life of her the words wouldn't come out!
She struggled and forced herself to talk this was ridiculous-but for all her efforts it all came out mmpphh-mmmppphhh!
It was like her tongue had gone on strike!
Steve arose a look of tender solicitude :"Is-it is it time for the babies?"
Mmmpphhh!-mmrrphh! Wonder Woman shook her head violently how to make this dope understand!!!??"
WHY COULDN'T SHE TALK?!!
Steve walked over and started patting her stomach...But what did he want for breakfast?...mpphh mpphhh! Diana was breathing hard and perspiring in the bargain but nothing was getting articulated!
Trevor meanwhile had gotten the wrong idea, he fell to his knees lifted up the edge of Wonder Woman's frilly apron and began licking her exposed womanhood.
Hrrph! She didn't need words to explain THAT feeling.
Steve's tongue was confidently lashing the amazon's engorged clitoris...her huge rounded shape undulated wantonly in rhythm with the pilot's erotic assault.
Diana exhaled which only allowed in a nice wet juicy orgasm that had the heroine grunting and moaning like a madwoman as she ran her fingers though Steve's thick blonde hair...it was like star-shells were raining down on her brain.
Di sharply inhaled...everything was hot sweet and pink.
And then it hit her-hard...who was the father of her BABY?
She wasn't a super-slut-was she?
Steve would know...
Mreve..moo ms m mathr uv mrph mrb-by!??
Nope still couldn't talk...but why could she smell a delicate lacquer in this modern kitchen?
THEN she realized...
She was dreaming.
"Why always the baby-dream?" she thought as she awoke.
Diana opened her eyes to see a rough wooden wall directly before her. She was in some kind of a box, hands expertly bound behind her back, ankles tightly roped to together and a nasty little knotted crotch rope complicating matters. Free now the combined nitrous-chloroform attack the heroine tried expanding and contracting her considerable muscles in a bid to burst her bonds. Alas the ninjas had tied her with her own magic lasso and thoroughly gagged her in the bargain.
What was worse even as she worked on loosening the knots binding her wrists the crotch-rope was so contrived to saw remorselessly across her neither regions.
It felt good.
Which made it slow-going in terms of untying the knots. Fortunately Princess Diana was not too proud to have taken a number of lessons in escapology from her J.L.A. colleague Black Canary. It'd take time but she would be free!!!
11:40 am
The Library of Salubria.
"Nice Chinese puzzle-box-big isn't it?".
"You like it? It was th' last one out of China before that Jew Mao took over...".
"Oh".
Yeah times have sure changed since 1949 haven't they? My Daddy could keep all kinds of ethnic trash out of this county with a single phone call and now...."
"So tell me what do you wanna discuss?"
"Steve you wanna drink?"
"No-the sun isn't over the yard-arm yet".
"I could sure use one...Son who'd you vote for last time?"
"I didn't I'm a military officer, I never vote, I voted the day I joined the Air Force!"
"Yew sure you CAN vote?"
"I guess I'm over the age of 18 and a full citizen".
Miller chuckled this was getting interesting...
"Steve I asked you here today because I'm damn sick and tired of the gawd-awful way this S.O.B. President of ours treats the armed forces!"
"Oh he's not so bad, he signed the military pay increase and..."
"Forget that bull-hockey the man's a degenerate!!"
"I admit he's got the taste of a sailor..."
"Damned communist agent-NOW WE CAN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!"
"Do What" asked Steve innocently.
"Seize th' government!"
"How?" Hope Darnell's boys are getting all this down! thought the pilot.
"Simple you fly out to NORAD Headquarters in Wyoming and take control of the entire nuclear arsenal-after that we can dictate our terms to the White House!"
"Um who else is in on this Jeff?" Steve leaned forward now he'd get the straight dope!
"Just you me and the Ninjas son but that'll be enough!"
"Um Jeff old man, I hate to tell you...I don't have access to any of the launch codes and for that fact the facility is very well guarded!"
"Hell Boy you can just stare em' down like you always do!!"
"Er-ah how is that...?" Steve was truly confused.
"Boy do I have to spell it out for you, I've been checking up on Colonel Steve Trevor...or should I say SUPERMAN?!!"
Steve sat back dumbfounded "I can't believe this dimwit got the National Revolutionary Party Nomination!" he thought.
"I'm-I'm not Superman" he stammered.
"Su-ure yew are! all my research confirms it...you don't think ole Jeff Miler would ever get his facts wrong do ye?!!
The Millionaire grinned malevolently and casually reached into his coat pocket.
Steve thought wildly "Christ what if he takes a shot at me to make sure!?"
"You know what finally proved it to me? Only the strongest man in the world would have a WONDER WOMAN for a girlfriend!"
And with that Miller produced a small device from his pocket, pointed it at the ornate chinese puzzle box and pressed a button.
Instantly the sides fell outwards, the roof hinged backwards and out of the way revealing a delightfully sweaty and astonished Wonder Woman bound to an ordinary wooden chair.
Steve's jaw fell open...whilst desperately trying to escape her bonds a noticeable stain covered the crotch of her costume and one perfect breast was exposed rosy nipple and all.
"Boy I envy you, she came a trailin; along, and we captured her alive...I figured after you make me supreme leader of the U.S.A. and we're done throwing out the misfits you'll wanna settle down and do some breeding".
Steve gulped.
Wonder Woman blushed and then remembered to look daggers at her "host".
Conspiratorially Miller leaned in "just don't tell her women won't have the right to vote anymore...she might get uppity!" the disgusting old loon punctuated this diatribe with a wink.
"Jeff I tell you I'm not Superman...maybe you need to re-think this whole plan..."
"NOT SUPERMAN!!! I'LL PROVE IT TO YOU!!!!"
Miller then lunged to the top drawer of his desk and pulled out not a gun but a large lead-lined box.
"This'll put you in your place!!!"
Wonder Woman unaccountably began giggling again through her gag...the knots were almost untied if Steve could just hold out a minute or two longer...
But it was not to be, Miller opened the box and pulled out a sizable chunk of...kryptonite.
"Thar!!! you better play ball now Boy or it's curtains!!"
Steve looked at the unearthly green glow and sighed...
"Why do I get all the impotent whackjobs?-and what is worse, all this is being recorded by the F.B.I." he thought.
"Well Jeff at least we've got you on kidnapping-that's a tough felony rap" said Trevor.
"Hey why aren't you groveling on the floor-is this kryptonite legit?" Miller looked at the rock in puzzlement.
"Whoops I forgot the retribution...sorry."
And with that Trevor crashed his fist into Miller's chin with an almighty wallop!!
Predictably the magnate landed in an unconscious heap on the rug.
"Kryptonite..." muttered Steve "Kryptonite".
The pilot walked over to his longtime girlfriend who by now was doubled over with naturally induced laughter...tears of sheer mirth ran down her face.
"Oh now don't YOU Start with me!" said Steve as he untied Wonder Woman.
With much trepidation he removed her gag.
Quickly the heroine switched gears once freed she bolted upright and landed a quick kiss on Trevor' astonished lips "MY HERO SUPERMAN" she giggled.
"SSSHHHH!" quickly the pilot motioned towards his concealed microwire.
Whoops mimed the mighty amazon...who stretched sensually after her long confinement.
No rest for the weary though as all six Ninjas attracted by the commotion in the library burst in and headed for Wonder Woman in a dead run.
This time the heroine, took the easy way out she unspooled her lasso and snagged all six of the thugs in a single toss!
"Okay boys out with your blackjacks" being thugs they ALL had blackjacks!
"Now gently beat each other into unconsciousness for Wonder Woman would you?"
Compelled by the power of the lasso the Ninjas were soon all pounded into dreamland.
"Angel-I called the feds in, you better skeedaddle!"
Diana turned to her true love and smiled wickedly she was not gonna let this go..."are you sure you can't fly me home SUPERMAN???!!"
"Hey if you keep quiet about that, then I won't tell a soul that you got taken down by a bunch of NINJAS!!"
That stiffled the Amazon's girlish titters-for a moment.
"B-but how are we gonna break the news to LOIS???" Wh-hah-hha-ha!
"Angel don't make this any worse than it already is..."
12:45pm
The Pentagon
"Well we're off to lunch can we get you anything?"
"No-no wait I'm sorry could you get me an order of dignity to go?"
"Ste-eve! please!"
"Is Dru going with you?"
"Of course!"
"Fine I'll just sit alone in my office and try to glue my self-respect back together".
"Caio!"
12:59pm
The Food Court in The Mall @ Anacostia Flats.
Dru was airily carrying with one hand a tray laden with an assortment of Mexican food, vegetable lo mein, an entire swordfish cutlet, a hero sandwich, two bags of doritos and a 64 oz bottle of chilled fresca.
"Dru if you are gonna eat like a marine recruit then at least refrain from showing off your super-strength!" whispered Diana venomously.
"Sorry Sis"
"And besides that, where does a Pentagon intern get the money for so much food?"
"Mother sends me 50 gold doubloons a week as an allowance..."
"50 GOLD DOUBLOONS!!!-Diana did a fast mental calculation, that was over a thousand dollars American!
Dru attacked her tacos with teenaged fervor "Yeah Mother doesn't want skipping meals or buying second hand text books".
Diana stared at her sister in loving exasperation-she was definitely going to have a talk with her mother the queen on her next visit to Paradise Island...does ANYONE back home know how little a Navy Yeoman makes?!
"So tell me, where do you keep the money?"
"Oh first I convert it to cash at the mineral exchange and then I deposit it at that bank over there."
Dru was narfing down the sandwich she tossed a thumb behind her to a Branch of the Commerce Bank of Maryland just off the food court.
"Well, that's nice for you I guess..."
"Say Diana is it true that Supergirl has changed her costume AGAIN!?"
This was familiar dish for the two sisters, they often gently chided their heroine-friend for her ongoing fashion-indecision.
"YES! She actually gone back to wearing the skirt!"
"THE SKIRT?!!-but why? that is so impractical!
"I know, she says it makes feel more feminine!"
Dru burst into giggles...Kara was so self-conscious sometimes!
"Wait-it gets better!"
"I can't imagine how?"
"It's red!"
"Red?!"
Red!!-I mean she should just get a red-plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt and some matching knee-socks!!"
Dru and Di shared a warm intimate laugh at the expense of a beloved fellow crimefightress.
Diana's laughter trailed off...what Was that odd smell? Alcohol? no...adhesive?
Dru's giggles ceased, she looked intently at her sister.
Something was up Diana could feel it...
Or rather smell it, through the thick miasma of mediocre mall-food, she could definitely detect a whiff of collodion...spirit gum.
Very noticeably she sniffed-Dru closed her eyes, she took a big whiff as well.
"Spirit gum"
"Yeah behind us-lots five of them at least".
"The Bank behind you".
"Right".
Dru stopped eating...their eyes met. Diana gazed nonchalantly over at the bank were a ostentatiously elderly foursome was with newly purchased golf-gear was heading into the bank.
Dru fished out her compact and under the pretext of powdering her nose surveyed the gangsters.
"Serious artillery in those bags"
"Four inside, with a finger man on watch outside".
"How do you know?"
"Standard procedure with this disguise jobs, I'm inside you take out the watcher"
"Right"
"Break".
They headed to the ladies room.
1:02 pm
Mary Bank of Commerce, Anacostia Branch.
EVERYONE DOWN OR WE'LL SWEEP TH" FREAKIN' ROOM!!!
The bank was thoroughly under control, Yolanda pulled out some foolscap and began reading a grotesque effusion for the benefit of the security cameras and the cowering patrons of the bank.
"The ALL-NEW Symbionese Liberation Army IN THE NAME OF THE PEE-PUL Have seized the funds of this oppressive capitalist organization to give a further impetus to the REVOLUTION!
The S.L.A.'s struggle has been REBORN in the sufferings of ALL VICTIMS of Amu-rri-kahs corporate nation police state!
WE WILL NOT SURRENDER THE GAINS OF THE REVOLUTION!
Death to the Fascist Insect that Preys on the Life of the PEE-P aawwk!!"
Yolanda's hackwork diatribe was mercifully cut short by Wonder Woman's crashing entrance through the plate-glass door.
Un-hurt by such a trivial stunt the mighty amazon bent low over the unconscious "revolutionary" scooped up her sawed off shotgun and daintly bent it into a pretzel.
"One down four to go".
The other three were systematically emptying the cash tills while the crowd cowered face down on the ground. But remembering their training they quickly opened fire on Wonder Woman from three different positions.
Which was a big mistake from the git-go as many years in the "man's world" had afforded our heroine many opportunities to perfect her "bullets and bracelets" technique.
In fact three simultaneous shooters were nothing to our heroine.
After several minutes of blazing gunfire, the S.L.A. combat unit found itself out-of-ammo and their escape route blocked.
Smiling Diana leapt into the air executed a perfect somersault and karate chopped the first shooter in the neck. A smooth transition to her partner occasioned a powerful uppercut that knocked shooter#2 unconscious. Revolutionary #3 discarded her gun and made tracks that mocked her "old woman" disguise. Wonder Woman sighed and tossed her magic lasso ensnaring the miscreant and yanking her back to the boudacious crimefightress.
The bank crowd had by rose to it's feet and broke out in heartfelt applause.
"How were you going to escape from this crowded mall?" barked the heroine.
"Uh-uh-Uhhh Helicopter" wailed the captive entranced by the mystic lariat.
"HELICOPTER?"
"We'll be late from lunch for sure" thought the peerless beauty.
1:06pm
Outside the Bank.
Normally red-tights and blue bikini shorts are correct attire for almost any social occasion, even a bank robbery...but Wonder Girl was attracting too many stares from passers-by who were draw to the bank by the sounds of almighty mayhem.
This made picking out the finger-man a bit of a chore as her dartings through the crowd were punctuated one-too-many a solicitation from snarky college-boys.
But Dru was a plucky sort of a girl and was loathe to give up her end of the assignment.
The firefight was dying down inside, undoubtedly her sister would soon have the gang in custody. This meant the watcher had to be making his move NOW!
"now if I was bank-robber how would I escape a mall? A car getaway is foolish the police would capture you before you could flee the parking lot..."
Dru furrowed her comely brow.
"I've got it!!" she cried "THE ROOF!"
As luck would have it she tossed a look down a long service corridor adjoining the bank and saw a "authorized persons only" metal door standing wide open.
"The Roof, a helicopter-ohh I've got to hurry!"
Gracefully the teen avenger loped down the hallway and through the door and bolted up the stairs.
1:08 pm
The roof.
Dru came charging up the stairs convinced she had the a criminal mastermind cornered. Despite her amazon speed, the watcher had a sufficient head-start to reach the rooftop before her.
"Now if only the helicopter hasn't arrived yet" thought Wonder Girl.
Intent on capturing her quarry Dru crashed through the door without a second thought.
And right into a nice soft thick pad of chloroform! An arm snaked across her breasts locking her own arms down. Dru gasped in surprise which immediately filled her lungs with the sweet smelling anesthetic. Valiantly the teen avenger struggled but a familiar strength sapping warmth was traveling from her toes upward. Wonder Girl felt numb but in a nice sort of way.
"Noo-oo! feel weak...gotta burst free" thought Wonder Girl who was already feeling the potent drug's effects.
Desperately she tried to shake her captor loose but her strength was already far too depleted to do the job. Her vision got blurry the roof began to spin, Dru wasn't even sure her feet were on the ground anymore!
And what's worse, it felt soo-oo good!
Her pussy was wet and all the rubbing from her gyrations was only turning Dru on even as every breath stole away her consciousness.
Every gasp sent a thundering wave of pleasure surging throughout her being...Even as the roof rushed away Dru was weakly tossing her hips through an almighty orgasm!
Her dimpled knees buckled and then collapsed entirely.
The ground rushed up and embraced Wonder Girl like a long lost old friend. She lay on her back eyes closing with excruciating slowness...her long pretty eyelashes slothfully batted shut.
The pad was suddenly withdrawn....Wonder Girl had a satiated smile on her face...her angelic form was totally at the mercy of her captor.
The bedraggled would-be Castro stood over her with an evil leer...the chopper gonna be late anyway, why not have a little fun first?
1:10pm
Wonder Woman had given her statement to the police who were appropriately grateful at her timely intervention. However Drucilla was nowhere to be found, frantic at the thought that some evil had befallen her, Wonder Woman addressed the crowd of gawkers:
"Has anyone here seen Wonder Girl?!!"
"HELL YES!" roared an eager masculine chorus "WE WANNA SEE MORE OF HER!!"
"Great Hera" thought the Amazon "This is going to take longer than I thought-hold on Dru, Diana's coming!!"
1:12pm
What do you want from me?" cried Wonder Girl.
Dru was awake and bound hand and foot with her own lasso. She was seated on the edge of a ventilator shaft...a familiar predicament for the teen amazon save for the fact that her boots had been removed.
"I want you to laugh for me Amazon." Said the S.L.A. would-be Field Marshal.
With that, he slowly and ever so gently ran the tips of his fingers down the length of Dru's exposed left arm beginning just below her bound wrist. She flinched slightly as he passed the inside of her elbow and downright shook as he traveled the area separating her bicep and tricep. But this was inconsequential compared to her reaction when his fingers had arrived in the hairless hollow of her armpit. Wonder Girl had been trying to fight the sensation with all her remaining might. All she knew for sure was that it was a quivery almost sexy feeling. The lower the bank-robber's fingers got the degree of stimulation grew and grew. The powerful chloroforgasm that had charged up from her toes had been replaced by a powerful urge to laugh. Those knowing fingers swirled in her armpit triggered the inevitable. As powerful as any orgasm she had ever experienced, the laughter poured out of her. EEEEEEAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
No-no-HAHAHAHAA! St-op!! WHA_HAHAHA!!!
Grinning insanely Wonder Girl thrashed and shimmied to no avail.
The villain looked on in absolute amazement as his
tickling touch had reduced a celebrated heroine into a mindless babbling madwoman. Dru desperately tried to move her arm away
from those diabolical digits but could not. Her long dark hair whipped back and forth as she bucked and swayed wracked by hysterical laughter.
"Please!!--I'll do anything you say!!!" Wonder Girl gasped out between long, lung busting fits of laughter.
Her captor was delirious with joy. He was also getting quite stimulated.
"Ghod we shoulda kidnapped YOU instead of that sneaky skank Patty Hearst!."
Dru's response was another helpless gale of laughter, her sides ached piteously.
"ARE ALL Super-heroines as helplessly ticklish as you?."
The Teen Amazon was being driven quite mad. Tears were flowing from her eyes and her stomach cramped from all the laughter being extracted from it.
Finally, the torment stopped.
Wonder Girl's breathing began to return to normal.
She made an astonishing discovery about her libido....
She was practically dripping wet....her thighs had been rubbing together pretty much through-out the tickle-assault.
This was only a respite though, the S.L.A. boss reached into his pocket and pulled out a sizable pigeon feather found on the roof.
He took up a station next to her left foot.
Dru gazed at this new threat with a horrified expression.
"Nn-no puh-leaze...I'll tell you anything..."
Wonder Girl's delicate size 7 feet flexed and curled in anticipation of the onslaught to come.
"Comrade Castro advises very light touch when dealing with recalcitrant class-enemies"
He began simultaneously harassing both feet... systematically her captor ran the feather from heels to the base of Dru's toes. "NOOOOOOOOO!" howled Wonder Girl.
"WHA-HA-HA-HAAA! Great Hera I'll talk!!!"
This unbidden plea managed to get out before the nerve endings of her helpless soles transmitted their message of terminal happiness to her brain.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" The teen avenger once again was writhing and screaming with anguished laughter.
"I'd rather be dildoed by an MX Missile than be tickled like this." she thought.
Worse her nether lips were sopping with another nice juicy orgasm in the offing.
Wonder Girl found herself in a mental tug of war between the horrible ticklish sensations and her impending climax. The soft assault on her feet was a hundred times worse, than that of her armpit.
"Can't stand it!" Dru wept between gales of laughter. "
As he began gently dragging the feather between her toes, new
waves of hysteria were forced from her lips.
Wonder Girl could not remember being this aroused. She desperately tried to focus her attention on her gushy orgasm,
alas the villain had found a particularly ticklish spot along the arch
of her foot. Finally, the inevitable occurred, the amazon princess was wracked by the most intense climax she had ever experienced. Heedless of the vellication now she leaned her head back and moaned wantonly...
"OOHHHHHH!" Wonder Girl's world took to spinning and she passed out.
The S.L.A. Team Leader stood up, well pleased with his torture technique..."Geez a few weeks of that and we'll have her well and thoroughly brainwashed!"
"I WOULDN'T COUNT ON THAT YOU MISCREANT!!"
Behind him just a few yards away, with a murderous look stood Wonder Woman.
1:20pm
This guy was no fool, quickly he fished a derringer out of his pocket and cruelly pointed it at Dru's still unconscious head.
"Don't try it Wonder Woman or your sidekick gets it!"
Diana put up her hands in a conciliatory gesture, "Okay you are the boss just don't kill her".
"No I won't kill either or you, the fascist puppet government of the USA Inc. would pay millions for it's favorite lackey sex object back!"
"Shades of Pluto" thought the Amazon "Who writes these dingbat's dialogue?"
"I know all your secrets Wondie, first I want you to remove your belt and toss it over here!!"
Diana's face broke out in a stricken look of pure consternation "B-but I'll become weak a-and HELPLESS?" she wailed.
"Off with the power-belt or the kid gets it!"
Meanwhile Dru had woken up and heard the entire frightening dialogue.
"WONDER WOMAN Don't do it!!!! Without your belt you'll be a weak ordinary mortal girl!!!!"
Resigned with just the hint of a tear in her eye, Diana stripped off her belt with a faint rip of velcro.
Without the golden belt, the amazon's shoulders slumped in a attitude of defeat..."Please don't take my precious BELT, already I can feel my muscles turning to mush...I have many enemies they could take reprisals now that I'M POWERLESS!!!"
"Toss it BITCH!!"
Wonder Woman threw it overhand "like a girl" the golden artifact landed a foot short of the would-be kidnappers feet.
Diana bit her lower lip unconsciously.
Without thinking, he reached down to grab his prize, but just for a moment his gun wavered and dropped a foot or so aimed now at Wonder Girl's comely hip.
With blinding speed Dru pivoted on her buttocks and knocked the pistol out of his hands with her bare feet sending the derringer sailing across the roof.
Which was the signal for Wonder Woman to execute a perfect leap and aerial somersault landing in front of the astonished terrorist in her standard power stance.
He glanced up with pathetic terror..."b-but I've got your BELT" he quavered.
Diana smiled..."Yes and I'd like to have it back now if you please".
And with that the heroine reached down grabbed the crook by the lapels and hoisted him into the air giving him a good thorough shaking in the bargain.
"What is this thing about our belts?" asked Dru.
"I think this jerk must watch too much television" answered her sister.
Dropping him heavily to the roof, Diana bustled over to the still bound Drusilla and aided in untying her.
Her former captor cowered....in the background a helicopter could be heard.
Wonder Girl smirked "Hey! Mr. S.L.A., an amazon also loses her powers if she allows a man to open a door for her!"
Dru giggled as she was extricated from her lasso.
Di however gave their captive a frightening look "How were you communicating with the chopper?"
"Ah-ah...cel-phone" eager to avoid a legendary amazon beating he fished out his cel-phone and held it out...
Wonder Woman unspooled her lasso and wrapped it around him...."call them up and tell them to abort the rescue and return to base-NOW!"
Enthralled by the sorcerous cord the terrorist dutifully called off the recovery.
"Now where is the chopper heading?"
"Back to our base at the old army airforce base at Silver Spring".
"Excellent, now hand me the phone".
The amazon then made a quick call to a certain police sergeant of Steve's acquaintance who promised a SWAT team would be on hand to greet the chopper pilot.
"Well I guess that wraps everything up" intoned Diana.
"Oh we forgot one thing..."
"What?"
"Only this!" the teen decked their prisoner with an almighty punch "tickle ME willya freakin' pervert!"
Diana chuckled..."don't forget to tell Batgirl about this, she really queer for tickling stories!"
"Yeah yeah" grumbled Dru.
The two heroines gazed over the edge of the roof by now television news trucks were arriving, passers-by were being forcibly interviewed.
Wonder Woman sighed..."Well, we DO have to turn over our prisoner..."
"I know"
"Five minutes for television no more and lets leave out the whole tickling thing..."
"Fine by me"
Bundling the villain in her arms Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl gracefully leaped off the roof to make a dramatic entrance for the TV news cameras.
They were indeed late getting back from lunch.

2:20pm
Steve Trevor's office, the Pentagon.
Dru was hard at work cleaning Steve Trevor's service revolver. An oven timer ticked away nearby as she stuffed a moistened pipe-cleaner down the barrel with gusto. With no small urgency she gave the fire-arm a final rubdown with a cloth and laid it out on Steve's desk.
"Time!" she cried.
Steve stopped the clock "Hey not bad! five minutes from start to finish!- you've successfully completed stage one of the standard intern's combat training initiative!"
Dru beamed with happiness.
"Next week I'll take you out to the shooting range and we'll start your marksman practice".
"Great!"
"Yeah good luck with that Steve..." Diana had emerged from the secure vault laden down with outdated classified documents slated for shredding.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, amazons are the worst shots in the world!?"
"Wha-at? I thought you girls hunted every day back home?"
"Oh sure but with a javelin or a good bow and arrow, we almost never use fire-arms".
"What about bullets-and-bracelets?"
"Well...you see, we HAD to evolve that technique as everyone's shots were going wild endangering bystanders and the like...that is the real origin of the sport".
"Oh"
"I can't WAIT to start shooting practice" teased Dru.
"No-no neither can I" trailed off Colonel Trevor.
2:30pm
"STEVE!" thundered General Darnell, "Dr. Psycho has busted out of the asylum and has turned the U.S. Senate into ZOMBIES!!"
"How can you tell?"
"Never mind the cheap gags Colonel, they are all standing by their desks in the Senate stock-still resistant to any stimulus!-the President wants you to contact Wonder Woman and get over their immediately!"
"YES SIR!"
Steve hung up the phone and sighed, already Dru and Diana were unbuttoning their blouses and heading for the secure vault to change.
"It's just one damn-thing after another today" he muttered.
2:45pm
The Rotunda of the Capital.
"This place sure is poorly laid out..."
"Good thing it was evacuated"...
"Reminds me of the labyrinth".
"We'll split up and search the premises, Dru if you find anything call me on your omni-wave receiver".
"Fine".
"You take the hall of statuary...Steve, the House of Representatives and I'll scour the office complex. "
"Right..."
"Doctor Psycho is a dangerous lunatic, but his vanity ensures he'll stay nearby, if you find him call for back-up!"
"Right Diana".
2:50pm
"Now WHY would a dangerous loon hang around the hall of statuary? Diana's just keeping me away from the action AS USUAL" pouted Wonder Girl.
Still, the teen heroine gave the search her best shot creeping around stealthily peering around the statues like Inspector Clouseau.
An odd shadow appeared on the marble wall, it was low to the ground with a huge shock of hair.
Dru stood still "It's Dr. Psycho..! If I act quickly I can capture him all by myself Diana will be so JEALOUS!!!"
Silently crouching down Wonder Girl leaped into the air at the shadow's source and dutifully crashed into a bust of Spiro Agnew adorned with a mop.
Dru came to her feet instantly she'd been tricked but Psycho WAS near she could feel it!!.
Suddenly the heroine was enveloped with a bright beam of light, all thoughts of her current mission fled from her brain and a warm wet vacuity replaced all conscious thought.
She stood at attention with a blank expression on her lovely face.
Dr. Psycho that diminutive demon all five feet of him, looked down at his prize from the vantage point of an empty pedestal.
He had a sizable bazooka style gizmo thrown over one shoulder.
"My hypno-dominator-mind-controller beam worked perfectly-NOW FOR WONDER WOMAN!" he cackled.
"Oh Wun-der Girl puh-leeeze give your sister a call on your omni-wave receiver and tell her you've found me!"
"Yes Master..."
"Good girl".
3pm
The President Pro-tempore's Office.
"Diana I've found Psycho he's in the Hall of Statuary!"
"I'm on my way-keep hidden we'll taken him by surpise when I get there!"
"RIGHT!"
This was a stroke of luck thought the heroine "maybe we can wrap this up without involving Steve!"
3:05 pm
The Hall of Statuary.
"Wonder Girl tell me what is your sister's deepest-darkest sexual fantasy?"
"She wants to be a soccer-mom-I think she got the idea out of a magazine"
"Really?!"
"Yes my sister gets a queer little thrill out of being a completely domesticated housewife".
"One night I caught her with a pillow up her costume trying to figure what she'd look like pregnant!"
Psycho clapped his hands in sheer vile glee this was giving him ideas!!!
"Pregnant eh? hmmmm-now listen child here is what we'll do..."

3:10pm
Wonder Woman crept into the Hall of Statuary with the utmost stealth.
She noted with approval that Dru was crouched behind the big statue of Nicholas Longsworth.
Silently she padded over to her sister's side..."Does he know we're here?" whispered Wonder Woman.
"Yes." Dru followed this with a stunning uppercut to her sister's unprepared chin-Diana was momentarily dazed.
Thrown back by the force of the blow she hardly realized that Dru had palmed her magic lasso and thrown several loops around her sister's chest.
"Wha-at DRU what are you DOING?" cried the amazing amazon in horror.
"My-master's wants you bound" responded Wonder Girl tonelessly.
Chuckling mirthlessly, Dr. Psycho simpered into the scene. Per her instructions Dru handed him the lasso and once again stood at attention.
"Now-now Wonder Woman don't even THINK about trying to escape!"
Obedient to the lasso's magic, escape became the last thing on Diana's mind.
"You-fiend! what have you done to Wonder Girl!??"
"She is yet another successful slave thanks to my new mind-controlling ray...I think I'll have the Senate acclaim me Dictator...and then I'll have them legalize amazon slavery!"
"BWA-HA-HA-HA!!!"
All Wonder Woman could do was look vexed and wait for the moment when Psycho's demented ego trips him up.
"You know my dear I only wish I'd know about your maternal ambitions earlier-I could've made the transition to motherhood a lot simpler for you-Mwah-ha-ha-ha!"
"H-how did you find out?"
"Your stupefied sister told me all-the house with the white picket fence and the six children!-pretty jejune for such a sophisticated lady!"
"Psycho when I get my hands on you I'll-I'll".
"Cut the crap Wondie, and start lactating for me-NOW!"
Diana looked down in horror in immediate response to the villain's command her breasts began expanding, her nipples felt hot itchy and-WET!
"No-oo!" moaned the heroine.
It was all too real though, Wonder Woman's magnificent bustline shimmied and expanded by at least two bra-cups...giving her tights an almost comical overpacked look.
"Oh yes Princess, Dru also described to me your essential magical nature, since this rope has sorcerous properties it stands to reason it'd have a grotesque degree of control over your own metabolism".
Diana was panting and sweating her breasts felt...sloshy already they were overflowing with her own milk!
"This is just a little preview of married life, it's good to know you'll have no problems letting down your milk".
Wonder Woman blushed beet red...
"Oh by the way unzip your bustier-I think your tits are getting too big for your costume...that's it just let those milk jugs hang free".
Diana's charming 36 c-cups had grown to a matronly 36-D a faint nimbus of moisture clung to each lovely brown puffy nipple.
They even sagged ever so slightly.
The arch-villain's eyes took on an unearthly glitter as he surveyed his topless prisoner.
She stared at Psycho with a pure murderous look.
"Wonder-Girl...tell me have you eaten lunch yet?"
"No-we had to stop a bank robbery".
"What a SHAME! Especially for the bank-robbers, well there is nothing we can do for them I suppose...why don't you nurse at your sister's breast - that should tide you over til supper!"
"NO-NO-NO-OOO!!!" howled the amazing amazon "THIS IS SICK!"
"Isn't it though?...Wonder Girl, you're up for this aren't you?" smirked Dr. Psycho.
"Yes Master I've always admired my sister's tits they are the BEST of all the amazons!!!"
Dru walked over to her sister and with a blank face she crouched down slightly and slowly applied her luscious mouth to Wonder Woman's distended nipple. She could smell the nourishing liquid goodness captured in her sister's mammaries. In spite of her trance Dru smiled a dark atavistic memory flitted through her mind...."milk sweet milk" she murmured.
A few gentle sucks and the teen-heroine was rewarded with a nice steady stream of nourishing mother's milk.
A placid expression settled over Dru's face as she nursed. Prompted by Dr. Psycho she even whimpered a bit as she drank the satisfying flow.
The Amazon Princess TRIED to maintain her composure but breastfeeding just felt so damn good to her! Slowly she rocked with sheer bliss as her own sister drank from the bounty of her bosom.
Diana, threw her head back and groaned passionately... her eyes half-rolled up into her head. Flashes of sexual lightning were arcing through Diana's head. This felt WONDERFUL but her feelings were in turmoil, a blissful heat radiated out from her breasts throughout her body, yet at the same time Wonder Woman was appalled to be wet-nursing her teenaged sister.
Dru didn't mind a bit, Amazon milk had it's intoxicating properties...her muffled moans of indulgence sent waves of pleasure dancing throughout her sister's comely frame.
Wonder Woman squirmed helplessly her womanhood was getting puffy and moist...she couldn't REALLY be enjoying this...could she?
Unconsciously Diana's hands came down and gently running her fingers through Dru's thick mane of hair, her sister had always been the prettiest on Paradise Island the only one who excited Di's nurturing needs...but it COULDN'T be right to be enjoying their mutual degradation...could it?
Dru on the other hand didn't care a whit about anything except the primal gratification gained from feeding at her sister's nipple. Her hot pouty lips enthusiastically slurped away, the very sweet smell of Diana's milk wafted through Wonder Girl's consciousness bearing away all qualms.
Stimulated to her deepest core, Dru's fingers burrowed their way into her sister's star-spangled shorts. Recalling the arousal techniques used by the Princess Diana's own elite handmaidens, Dru rubbed at her sister's engorged clitoris furiously.
Tears of horror and joy rolled down Wonder Woman's cheeks.
Dru picked up the pace rubbing harder with more confidence.
Diana's mouth took on a comic "O" of sheer surprise, her loins were on fire and her nipples gushed with LIFE!
"Dru...call Wonder Woman Mommy...tell her you want more" commanded Dr. Psycho who was in a fair sweat himself by now.
"Mo-mmee Dru wants more milk" dutifully pleaded the teen avenger.
Her mouth came back down on the older amazon's right nipple and began suckling anew with hedonistic abandon.
Diana sobbed piteously..."Puh-leeze Dr. Psycho end this monstrous scene!"
"Oh lordy...it's only just begun!!!"
Wonder Woman would've pleaded some more but she was interrupted by a nice juicy orgasm brought her to a sighing moaning climax.
"Yeah Bay-bee" crowed the under-statured mad scientist.
Diana crushed her sister hard to her bosom...Dru's talented mouth went on feeding sending new waves of hot steaming bliss throughout her big sister's body. Each insidious orgasm helped demolish Diana's revulsion at her predicament.
3:30pm
The well of the U.S. House of Representatives.
"This is nuts" thought Steve "Pyscho's nowhere near here...I'll head back to the hall of statuary and see what the girl's have come up with".
So resolved, Trevor carefully picked his way though the usual empty gin bottles that littered the house floor and headed back to the rotunda.
3:35pm
The Hall of Statuary off the Rotunda.
Diana was flat on her back, a lazy smile played across her beautiful features. Dru was still attached to her sister's breast slurping away at that seemingly inexhaustible bounty.
Both women sighed in contented unison, by now Wonder Woman could barely remember why she was in the capital or bound with her own lasso she only knew how good breastfeeding felt!
3:40pm
Steve had reached the Hall and was vexed to see Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl in bizarre non-consensual lezbo milk frenzy.
"Geez this again" he thought.
Carefully he dropped to his stomach and crawled over to Psycho's ankles unseen as the criminal mastermind was occupied getting off on this wack-o scene.
"Keep it simple Trevor" he thought.
Grasping the miscreant's ankles firmly he gave an almighty heave that sent Psycho tumbling, also relinquishing his hold on the lasso and his mind control ray.
Trevor caught both neatly-the evil Doctor impacted a marble wall with a crunch.
"Steve" wailed the Amazon "My lasso! release it to break the command!!"
The Colonel let the lasso go and pointed the mind-control device at Dr. Psycho menacingly...
Free of the lasso's compulsion, Wonder Woman's breasts returned to normal and she took a moment to get them carefully positioned back in her bustier. Dru however was still under the mind control beams influence and laid on the floor motionless with eyes wide open.
Wonder Woman recoiled her lasso and took her place at Trevor's side she looked like she could've incinerated Doctor Psycho at a glance.
"One little problem Angel...I can't make hide nor hair of this gadget how will we restore the Senate to normality?"
Diana looked down at her lasso..."Oh I think I can convince him to talk...".
She smiled.
3:45pm
The Hall of Statuary.
"Code group 123weds/zx/321/098-=++qza/?//`190.P.O.E.-imput that on the key-pad and hit enter and the mesmerizing effect is reversed for good-please let me down!!!"
Psycho was singing like a canary, even if he wasn't bound with the lasso and hanging by his ankles from the outstretched arms of a statue of Nelson Rockefeller.
"you got that?"
"Sure, I'm military intelligence we're good with codes you know".
Diana smiled wanely.
Drucilla was soon re-enveloped with a blaze of light at once the gleam of intelligence came back to her eyes.
"Wonder Girl are you all right?"
"Sure but what happened?"
"You mean you don't remember being under Psycho's spell?"
"No-but I do feel like I just ate" the teen avenger burped delicately by way of illustration.
Wonder Woman turned beet-red again.
"Okay ladies let's get Psycho turned over to the authorities and unzap the Senate".
"And as soon as they are returned to normal I'm destroying that device it's much too dangerous in the hands of anyone!"
"Amen to that Angel"...
Steve however idly entertained himself with all the porn industry applications possible with Dr. Psycho's mind control device as they headed off to the Senate.
4:15pm
Colonel Steve Trevor's office the Pentagon.
"Where is Drucilla?"
"I sent her home, she's had a long day Colonel".
"That's true enough."
Di and Steve were sprawled in his office fatigued slightly from their too strenuous day.
"Gosh and I didn't even get a chance to finish up lunch!"
"Do you want me to send out for coffee and sandwiches?"
Diana grimaced "no thank you I've got my lunch RIGHT HERE!"
With a bound the dowdy ADC landed at Trevor's feet, and with a flourish unzipped his fly.
"Hold it, are you still suffering from Psycho's ray or something?"
"Wha-at? Steve when have you ever refused me?, no mere man can resist an amazon's lips!!"
"True enough but you could at least lock the damn door first!"
Diana arose abashedly and threw the bolt.
She turned around with a wicked sexy look on her face and advanced on her boyfriend.
"Uh uh uh, I need one more little thing..."
"What's that?"
"Get completely naked for me!"
"Completely?"
"Okay you can wear the tiara".
Diana disrobed without second thought...tossing her dowdy uniform around a like an experienced stripper.
As she undressed she asked quite unselfconsciously:
"Steve WHEN are we getting married?"
"Oh Lord this again" thought Steve.
"Someday when America doesn't need your services anymore Angel".
"But that could take ages" wailed the Amazon mischievously...she was down to her bustier by now and fiddling with her long skirt.
"Duty comes first Darling".
"Oh to Hades with Duty! Dru can take over for me! I WANT CHILDREN!"
"Oh sure she can take over, like she did this afternoon?"
Wonder Woman was momentarily taken aback.
"Okay so need to do more training with her, we'll start this weekend..."
"The hell you will, we're going horseback riding this weekend!"
"Oh right..." by now Wonder Woman was charmingly denuded save for her royal tiara.
She took a step toward's her fiancee' smiling confidently.
"EXCUSE ME YEOMAN!-but aren't you forgetting something??"
"Whoops sorry SIR!"
Wonder Woman rosily naked pink and perfect, snapped to attention, threw her shoulders back (which had the effect of thrusting her torpedo-like breasts outward).
She threw Steve a sharp salute and barked "Request permission to fellate the Commanding Officer SIR!?"
"Permission granted Yeoman...just do your thing first..."
Accordingly Wonder Woman put on a look of shocked amazement and tried without much success to cover her breasts with one arm while cupping her pubes with the other.
She crowned this sexy tableaux with a slight horrified crouch and a wild look around the room as if taken by surprise...caught naked.
"I love the way you do that"
"It's the amazon training" Diana smiled.
Gently almost worshipfully, she kneeled down and pulled Steve's cock from out of his pants. She submissively buried her face in his hot balls savoring that supremely masculine smell.
Wonder Woman licked them lightly, swirling her tongue around their perfection. Trevor spread his legs leaning back against the sofa.
A look of pure bliss washed over his handsome features.
Carefully Wonder Woman sucked one ball at a time into her mouth, swirling her tongue around those masculine orbs in worship.
Trevor took a long shuddering breath...
Wonder Woman took his cockhead into her hot little mouth and swirled her talented tongue around it with abandon.
Steve strained to push his manhood in deeper.
She took in more of him focusing her efforts on the tender spot between the head and the shaft.
Now she brought her whole mouth down hard on Steve's cock slurping away with expertise.
His cockhead felt like a velvet hammer in the mouth of the beauteous amazon crimefighter.
As it turns out demure sweet Batgirl had once taught Wonder Woman how to deep throat a banana, by breathing through her nose and relaxing up her throat muscles.
Now the whole technique came easily for Wonder Woman who took primal joy in burying Steve's meatstick in her gullet.
Diana wrapped her tongue around Steve's cock, teasing him inside her hot mouth. Wonder Woman started sucking hard-very hard. Trevor twined his hands through her lustrous mane and began fucking the Amazon's face. In turn she sucked ever more loudly and moaned loudly as his cock slipped down her throat.
Steve's thighs tensed as his strokes quickened.
He held the Amazon's head in place to receive his urgent thrusts. Suddenly Steve's cock felt huge in Wonder Woman's mouth. Pounding ever deeper into her throat, Diana urged him on with a orgiastic display of moans all sending potent vibrations dancing up his manhood.
Finally his cock began to twitch as Steve gasped involuntarily. Delicious and seemingly endless draughts of hot cum spewed into Wonder Woman's mouth, but as she was a heroine she swallowed every drop with a merry smile.
"Ah lunch so nutritious and free as well!"
Steve began closing his pants up "Like I said before you are a..."
"TREVOR OPEN UP IN THERE! THIS IS GENERAL DARNELL!!"
Steve looked around terror stricken but Diana was already gone where he didn't know...
Quickly he hastened forward and opened the door.
4:30pm
"Well anyway, the President just wanted to personally congratulate you on resolving that mess at the capital so quickly".
"Really sir Wonder Woman did all the work".
" She's a credit to our nation!"
"She's a treasure all right...."
As if on cue the door to the secure vault flew open, and out stepped Diana Prince uniform ever so slightly askew with a dot of grease on the end of her perky little nose.
"Colonel Trevor SIR-I've fixed the shredder and disposed of all the documents marked for destruction!" she said proudly.
"Um thank you Yeoman...carry on"
"YES SIR!" Diana spun on her too-sensible heels caught the toe of her shoe in just the right spot to fall flat on her face without another word.
"Good Grief Yeoman are you all right?" the two officers helped the dowdy ADC to her feet.
"Fine-fine...new shoes sir-ah-SIRS but don't worry I'll march in 'em ALL WEEKEND to break them in if I have to!!!"
"No-no need Yeoman, just be careful next time".
"YES SIR-Careful sir!"
Diana departed exuding the very breath of sexless military efficiency.
"Steve..."
"Yes General".
"Don't you think you deserve a well... prettier secretary?"
"Sir, in all honesty I don't think the U.S.A. could survive without Yeoman Diana Prince...I wouldn't change a thing about her!"
"Suite yourself, listen Steve, I've got to meet my dominatrix out in Arlington, could you decode and reclassify these secure cables?"
Trevor looked ruefully at the thick pile, it was at least two and a half hours work...
Perfect end to a perfect day.
"General I'd LOVE to!"
5:30pm
"quittin' time!" sang Yeoman Prince she grabbed her coat and stuck her head in Steve's office..."Sir all work and no play..."
"Makes Jack the next Chairman of the Joint Chiefs and a dark horse candidate for President in four years" finished Trevor.
"Cables?"
"Si Senorita Muy Fantastica"
"WELL...I guess I'll see-you-later" Diana gave her heart-throb a wink.
Steve stared back...nothing more needed to be said.
6:30pm
time was a-wasting thought Diana, and this HAD to be the WORST time for her Mother to call!!!
"No-Mother I'm eating plenty of vegetables!
"No-Mother Steve hasn't proposed yet...YES I know we can have the reception on Transformation Island...look don't price out the caterers yet.
"Wha-at? HE"S A WONDERFUL MAN! No he's not a homosexual, just dedicated! Hell I'm dedicated!"
"YES I realize you want grand-daughters...I wish you had some as well-look MOM maybe I get fix Dru up with a nice drunken sailor WOULD THAT HOLD YOU OVER TIL STEVE POPS THE QUESTION???"
"Sorry Mom...it's been a long day I shouldn't shout I know".
"Dru is fine she had a busy day today YES I'll talk to her about those indecent skirts she's wearing - and that cheap perfume yes..."
"Um Mom, if you are on Paradise Island just how the hell did you get my phone-number?"
7:30pm
A converted farmhouse in suburban Maryland.
Steve trudged up his walk bone-tired...he bought the old farmhouse as a fixer-upper with the proceeds of a small inheritance.
He rationalized the purchase as a necessity when one is dating a celebrated amazon super heroine.
Right now though all he wanted was a quick supper a beer and peace....
None of which he was gonna get as the light was on in the kitchen giving every indication an unwanted intruder was underfoot.
Silently he eased his snubnosed 32 caliber revolver out of it's concealed holster and quietly headed for the kitchen.
Easing himself inside he was greeted by an amazing sight, Wonder Woman his angel the guardian of democracy was charmingly clad in a ridiculously frilly apron covering her costume intent on kneading some dough.
When she saw Trevor she lapsed momentarily into her "bullets and bracelets" stance-and smiled.
"Is this your idea of foreplay after I've been working over a hot stove all this time?"
Trevor blushed and stowed his piece.
"What are you making?"
"Pizza!"
"We could just order some from Kazzy's...they do deliver!"
NEVER! I'm a warrior, I'm a scholar, I'm an ambassador of peace and Tonight I'll prove to you WONDER WOMAN CAN COOK!!!"
"Ummm let me help you" Steve doffed his jacket his mind awhirl with culinary-deficient amazon catastrophes.
"Oh Steve, you hapless chauvinist, I think I can handle a simple pizza, now why don't you go relax in the den and I'll bring you your martini and newspaper?"
Diana grinned...she had this whole homebody thing aced!!
"Oh Lord, she's in full domestic goddess mode tonight, It'll be the end of me for sure" though Steve as he adjourned to the den per request.
8:15pm
The Dining Room
"I take it back, this was great!"
Steve punctuated this pronouncement by loosening his belt a hole.
"Thank you, more wine milord?"
I suppose"
Diana poured a generous slug, Steve stood up and started clearing the table.
"Oh Steve I can handle..."
The handsome pilot silenced his paramour with one look, Wonder Woman subsided and even managed a slightly comical penitent look.
Trevor triumphantly loaded the dishwasher-it was still HIS HOUSE by God!!
8:30pm
The Den
Steve lay on the floor, Wonder Woman was saucily perched on top of him...the wine was making her ever so slightly giggly.
"Just think this could be every night if only you'd pop the question?"
"Your mother called tonight didn't she?"
"Stee-eeve!"
The Pilot grasped both her wrists firmly and with a gentle tug brought her lips down to his, a sweet familiar kiss followed.
"I'm not gonna have to tie you up or anything am I?"
"Not unless Dr. Pyscho has been giving you ideas otherwise I'm all yours!"
She reached back and with a deft well-practiced move, unzipped her costume. One delightful shimmy later and Wonder Woman was once again proudly and pinkly naked save for her tiara and boots.
Steve smiled..."what are you-a cowboy?" he motioned towards her boots.
"Whoops sorry!"
Diana struck one leg out and slowly unzipped her red boots, she peeled the footwear off revealing garishly red toenails and surprisingly tiny feet.
"Did I mention the guy who captured Dru today was a foot fetishist?"
Wonder Woman flexed her toes oh-so suggestively by way of punctuation.
"Lucky guy".
The amazon princess giggled and reached down unbuckling Steve's belt and yanking his pants down to his ankles.
"There's my old friend..." she breathed in wonderment.
Diana abruptly toppled off Steve and laid down beside him solicitously tucking a throw pillow under his head. She also put a pillow underneath the small of her back.
Confidently Wonder Woman seized Trevor's hand and guided it towards her completely bald womanhood, her cleft pink and exposed to the world already glistened with the moisture of pure lust.
C'mon tell me what it FEELS like?" gasped the aroused amazon.
"Mmmm feels like heaven-if paradise was hot-n-slick".
The three most talented of Steve's finger's plunged into Diana's sopping nook bouncing up and down in a tight exciting rhythm.
Wonder Woman leaned back and took a long shuddering breath. "What am I?" she trilled.
A delicate roll brought her lips up to Trevor's nearest ear.
"I'm a bad-girl" she moaned.
"Say it?"
"You're a bad girl" whispered Trevor whose fingers continually lashed at her clit.
Diana nibbled at Steve's ear whilst her hand gripped his substantial penis firmly.
Ever an expert in these matters Wonder Woman gave his dick a trio of hard hot yanks making that splendid organ visibly pulse with power.
Trevor dropped his head and gave his paramour's left nipple a good hard bite, the aureole was stiff and hard.
The amazon threw her head back gave a happy little yelp.
Up came his head to press a long deep kiss on the Princess.
His fingers had done their job though, Wonder Woman peeped and wailed through a brief orgasm.
He switched over to manhandling Diana's considerable tits....she ran her fingers through her own hair in sheer erotic glee "Steve is just THE BEST" she thought.
Trevor laid off her boobs and suddenly gripped Wonder Woman's buttocks flipping her over on her back.
Confidently he straddled her thighs, his dick a full attention now.
Diana once again gripped his manhood and guided it ever so carefully into her own love cavern.
She ground herself wantonly against his body dragging her fingers up and down his back..."rela-aax" she whispered to all present.
It was like ten thousand warm slippery fingers had wrapped themselves around Steve's joint! The squeezing was PERFECT, but then it always felt this way.
Wonder Woman undulated her torso in perfect sync, slowly working up and down grunting sweetly. With acrobatic grace she wrapped her legs around Trevor and contracted her pussy-hard.
"FUCK ME DEEPER!" she choked.
"OH HERA FUCK ME HARDER-FASTER-FASTER!!!"
Steve fairly plunged his rod in and out of that tightest of twats. Wonder Woman was whimpering and groaning her breath coming in huge gulps.
Up and down Trevor bounced...she was pumping her hips up and down like she was getting electric shocks from her back pillow. There stomachs slid against each other and made squishing sounds.
Steve's dick couldn't be harder and couldn't wait much longer for that fact.
Their stomachs whapped together like applause at a concert.
"Ohhh that's it more-MORE GREAT HERA-I'M A BAD GIRL!!!"
Trevor and Diana's bodies blurred together...suddenly she gripped his shoulders...her eyes rolled back into her head and her breath expelled hotly.
Wonder Woman's body arched off the bed as she moaned "I'mCumminnnnggg!"
Which is when Steve gave up the ghost his dick exploding like a blockbuster inside the warm perfect cunt.
Wonder Woman and Steve Trevor -for one perfect moment were fused together in eternity. They locked, held and fell back in complete exhaustion.
Diana melodramatically threw a forearm across her forehead.
The both lay there breathing...
"How was it?"
"It was okay..."
Steve smiled at the ceiling.
"OKAY?? YOU DOPE YOU JUST MADE IT WITH AN AMAZON!!!"
Instantly rejuvenated Diana sprang to her feet a grin played on her features...
Arms crossed under that stupendous bosom, and with hair sweatily askew she announced:
"Just for that Steve I'm-I'm gonna cook clean and keep house all weekend! I'm gonna mince around in an apron til you are sick of the sight!!"
"Um okay as long as you keep Mr. Happy polished!"
She threw a pillow at him.
9:15pm
"Steve where is my costume?"
Diana padded out of the bathroom having just taken a shower. She had a towel wrapped tightly around herself and her hair contained in a beehive turban-towel.
"It's lying on the bed!" he called from the living room.
Diana shucked off the towel and started the process of squeezing into her satin tights, for some reason it was always difficult after really satisfying sex.
And as usual getting that damn zipper up was a chore!
Steve walked up behind her, "Lift your hair up" he commanded.
Obediently Diana liftted up that ebony mass, Steve then zipped the satin bustier up.
Wonder Woman turned around and planted an affectionate kiss on his cheek, "Success!! He can be taught!" she japed.
Steve only replied, "Siddown and stick your foot out, I'll do your boots".
"WELL I'm getting the royal treatment tonight I see".
Steve mumbled good naturedly about "pushy amazon royalty".
Positioning himself behind the outstretched foot, Trevor looked longingly at Diana's perfectly shaped foot.
Carelessly he ran his fingers lightly down he soft wrinkled sole.
"Bwah-Ha-HAH!" Ste-eve sto-op I'M TICKLISH!"
JUST LIKE YOUR SISTER I KNEW IT!" thundered the pilot.
"This-little-piggy went to market"s sang Trevor as his fingers danced over Wonder Woman's exposed and vulnerable toes.
"No-NO-NO-OOOO BWAHhahahahaha! stop please" howled the helpless heroine who threw herself back on the bed and writhed with sensual glee at this unexpected assault.
Emboldened, Trevor locked both ankles together with his forearms and tickled both feet remorselessly. Diana was bouncing on the bed howling with lunatic laughter.
"St-st-st-o-op! puhlease-,gasp> whahahahahaha! I'LL TALK!! YOU'RE MY MASTER OWNER...WH-AHAHATEVER Make me write bad checks just please stop!"
"I cook tomorrow night!"
"Hahaha ye-es!"
"Your wear the apron!"
"Yes!
"And nothing else!"
"YES-wha-hahah!"
"Okay, I'm done", being chivalrous man, Steve released Diana's feet and zipped on her high heeled boots while the mighty amazon made a quick check of her mascara with her compact.
"Steve you devil, don't you dare tell anyone how ticklish I am" reproved the Amazon.
"Believe me I'm the only one on earth who can make GOOD use of it".
Diana softened a bit, she took a step forward and whispered in his ear, "I'll be back by midnight I just have to check in with J.L.A. headquarters in NYC.
"Wake me whatever time you get in..."
She kissed him and spun around making for the door, any more time at Steve's place and she'd forget her responsibilities for sure.

9:30pm Justice Ladies of America Headquarters, Harriman's Island the Hudson River New York.
Down in the Ready Room sat perky Mary Marvel, she was barefoot with one impossibly long leg lying provocatively across the lap of her best friend Supergirl.
"Okay Mary, next question, who was the 1904 Democratic nominee for President?
"Oh I know this one...ah um William Jennings Bryan!" said the brunette heroine brightly.
"WRONG!! It was Alton B. Parker!" Supergirl promptly dug her fingers into Mary's long soft soles.
"WHAHAH-HA! Kara Please!! No More Trick Questions!!! Hahahahaha-aa!"
Supergirl grinned she LOVED prepping Mary for her history tests!
Mary Marvel giggled insanely from the assault.
"Great Hera WHAT are you two doing??"
"Hi-Diana, I'm helping Mary study!"
"Try the carrot and not the...feather"
Both heroines tittered.
****
"I just don't get those two, one day it's all boy friends and prom-dresses the next the can't keep their hands off each other?"
I KNOW" commiserated Batgirl, "these heroines today!"
Batgirl was up in the J.L.A. communications center mulling over a complex algorithm designed to improve the processing time of their computer complex. Wonder Woman lounged nearby there was no pressing business at the moment.
"And whats with the tickling?"
"Oh your sister came through earlier-she told them about her run-in with the S.L.A.-it gave Kara ideas I think".
"so how was your day?"
"Oh fine, the Joker busted out of Arkham and was giving away balloons filled with nerve gas on the playgrounds. Batman Robin and I brought him down with a three-way tackle."
"Good work!"
"And you?"
"Oh the usual in DC, fascists, marxists, and Dr. Psycho".
"How is Steve?"
"Shades of Pluto I think he gets even more impossibly handsome every day!" gushed Diana.
"Oh did you hear? Black Canary is gonna have a baby?"
"REALLY?"
"Yes!"
Supergirl had by now entered, "We gotta throw her a baby-shower!" bubbled the Girl of Steel.
"Can you get Kal-El to keep Green Arrow occupied for a few hours?"
"Sure, he can fly Ollie up to the fortress-Kal has the world's largest cable/satellite tv hook-up there!"
"Wall sized?"
"No, Mountain sized!"
All three heroine's laughed, MEN were so peculiar!
"We'll have the shower here, Kara you are in charge of invitations, I'll handle refreshments...Batgirl you keep an eye on Dinah!"
Just then, the Trouble-alert's klaxon sounded.
The three heroines were quickly joined by Mary Marvel, Zatanna, and Wonder Girl.
Diana studied the print-out intently-she turned to the assembled heroinage.
"Ladies, Brainiac has taken over the computer systems at NORAD headquarters in Wyoming. He's gonna fire all the missiles at one and touch off a nuclear winter to punish Superman for thwarting all his schemes".
"Well Superman's off-planet and in 20 minutes the world comes to end-are you ladies up to stopping it?"
YES MA'AM!!" came a determined feminine chorus.
"Alright then, we pierce his force field, take out his computer link and put Brainiac out of commission at last-hows that sound?"
"Hoo-rah!"
"Let's go girls!"
12:30am Saturday Morning
Steve Trevor's bedroom in Suburban Maryland.

Diana TRIED to sneak in quietly, after all Steve was asleep though clearly he had been reading in bed.
But all her stealth came to naught as the pilot awoke while Wonder Woman was wrestling with her back zipper.
"Angel, you should've awoken me."
"Yeah I know...you looked tired..."
"Here let me help with that" Steve slid out of bed and reach around in back of Diana to unzip her bustier.
Wonder Woman slipped out of her costume and doffed her tiara, stowing them in a hidden space inside Steve's closet.
Naked she turned back to him...Trevor could tell she looked run down.
From a gentle push to her tummy she sat down on the bed wordlessly she stuck out her boots...She REALLY was tired!
Steve pulled both of them off and then reached into the lowest drawer in his dresser and removed a blue-baby doll nightgown.
Di long ago kept a few essentials at Steve's it seemed like the proper thing to do after all.
Wordlessly she put on her pajamas and fairly collapsed on the bed.
Steve climbed in the other side and turned off the light.
Quietly the mighty amazon worked her way over so that her head rest comfortably on Steve's chest.
She sighed "Home at last" she thought.
"So what happened tonight?"
"Brainiac tried to set off World War Three".
"I take it you ladies stopped him."
"Oh yes Steve I tell you I'll match those women against Intergang, The 100 and the Legion of Doom COMBINED! Our teamwork was impeccable tonight!"
"Well they have good leadership..."
"Mmmmm whatever...Kara DELIBERATELY let herself get caught in a kryptonite cage to distract Brainiac while the rest of us busted into his ship."
"She's okay right?"
"Oh fine, Mary summoned her magic lightning to rupture Brainiac's force field and then we were inside in full mayhem mode".
"Mary takes too many risks..."
"She's dedicated, like SOMEONE I know..."
Steve smiled in the dark.
"I think Brainiac is queer for Supergirl".
"I'm just glad it's not me, I got my hands full with a certain Colonel in the Air Force!"
"Don't forget Horseback riding tomorrow...we'll ride cavalry style up the ridge and you can tell me the whole story in detail".
"I'll pack a picnic lunch"
"You will?"
"Hey I'm Wonder Woman, I can do anything."

The End