Sex Among Supers - Is Any Other Possible?

Dr. Desire, WHY do your sexual escapades always involve superheroines or supervillainess? This question has been asked of me more than once. Superheroines and supervillainesses are, for the most part "super" in most aspects, Physiques of heroic appearance and quality. Granted they fall for traps, make repeated strategic mistakes, become victim to their feelings loyalties and emotions (of which we of the dark side are notably free). But even the most evil among my fellow villains cannot deny their beauty. Whether in lust of physical release or a pathological hatred of their goodness, order and (what they term) justice - we just looove jumping them super bones! Humiliation, torture, getting information or just selling them as very profitable sex toys to very wealthy potentates, dictators, religious cults or corporate heads (same difference) are extremely pleasurable byproducts of the sexual conquest. Most times, this "conquest" is quite literal, as the superheroine who has tangled, run afoul, tried to arrest or simple was the delectable target of opportunity of the super villain, has been beaten, brain washed, hypnotized, trapped, seduced, drugged, knocked out, in short, made helpless and open to the villain's devious and deviant sexual and sensual exploitation. Normal human females, for the most part pale in comparison. To be fair, normal human males are also pathetic in comparison to we male "supers". It is a fair question to ask, why are there so many supervillains online and so few superheroes. A question for another day.

REAL satisfying sex between normal humans and "supers" is quite impossible. A brilliant article written by Larry Niven entitled, "Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex" outlines many of the physical impossibilities using Superman and Lois Lane as examples. I will place a link to this article at the end of this blog entry. For those who may be to lazy to check out the article I have copied several key problems from the article of having coitus between the two different races:

"Consider the driving urge between a man and a woman, the monomaniacal urge to achieve greater and greater penetration. Remember also that we are dealing with kryptonian muscles.
Superman would literally crush LL's body in his arms, while simultaneously ripping her open from crotch to sternum, gutting her like a trout.

Lastly, he'd blow off the top of her head.
Ejaculation of semen is entirely involuntary in the human male, and in all other forms of terrestrial life. It would be unreasonable to assume otherwise for a kryptonian. But with kryptonian muscles behind it, Kal-El's semen would emerge with the muzzle velocity of a machine gun bullet. (*One can imagine that the Kent home in Smallville was riddled with holes during Superboy's puberty. And why did Lana Lang never notice that?*)
In view of the foregoing, normal sex is impossible between LL and Superman.
Artificial insemination may give us better results."

You can imagine there will be problems with that as well, and you would be right. Oral sex would be suicide as well. In the blog image Wonder Woman is getting cold cocked (maybe hot cocked is more correct) during an after mission shtup. Make you wonder what thrill she gets out of Steve Trevor. But at least his cock doesn't knock her out.

http://www.larryniven.org/stories/Man_of_Steel_Woman_of_Kleenex.shtml

A Sensual "V" Sign of Victory (for the Villain(ess))

It is a gratifying sight for we on the Dark Side, to see the tight, round leotard, thong, bikini, or naked buttocks of a superheroine rendered so incapacitated that she must be carried off the field of battle. Of course further pain, humiliation, interrogation, sensual seductionand sexual torments and taming techniques are in the cards for the overpowered heroine as she is carried into captivity., But the sight of her limp form hanging from the powerful shoulder of her conquerer, is so sensual. Super powerful hands hang limply, occassionally brushing the ass of her Evil opponent. Super powers rendered impotent by some devious trap or the underhanded use of the only weakening agent which unfairly tipped the balance of power in favor of the Villain or the cowardly crushing KO blow from ambush or a unchivilrous blow, delivered treacherously between the powerful and shapely thighs, all are encapsulated in the singular sight of a shapely ass, served on the mighty shoulder of a Servant of Cruel Evil and offerred up as a sensual offerring to the Gods, Goddesses of Evil.

Lisette Trains And Disciplines My Kunoichi Units

While I like testing my guards, functionaries, espionage agents, subvertive agents, defense and assault units as well as my domestics, entertainers, and techs, Lisette is the mistress of the Kunoichi troops. She is both a brutal trainer and an inspired teacher and leader. They are devoted, flesh, blood and soul to me and to her, in that order. They are on guard 24/7 and as Lisette is a master Illusionist, they know she can attack them at any time in the most innocent or beguiling of appearances. Here she waylaid a supposed secret lover of one of her senior Kunoichi. Assuming the appearance of the woman, Lisette keeps a rondezvous with the woman ninja and lets the girl seduce her. Lisette slowly becomes more erotically aggressive and takes on the role of seducer. When the Kunoichi is lulled into a dull, vulnerable sensual torper, Lisette attacks the girl visciously striking her weakest and most sensitive points repeatedly and with full power. Low blows and kicks, breast punches and eye gouges and any other foul and dirty tactic to shock, weaken and thoroughly take advantage of the bewildered and beaten female fighter. Finally, after a hunderd unanswered blows, Lisette still looking like the lover of the beautiful, stunned and groggy Kunoichi, she passionately kisses the helpless sexy ninja. She unleashes a super gravity kick, from the ground to the chin of her barely conscious student, knocking her out cold. The failed female ninja will be carried to the retrainning facility where she will undergo a barrage harsh and barbaric physical, mental, emotional and sexual restraint retrainning programs. The chances are she will never make the same mistake of being caught unaware or being in a position to be off guard.

Do you think Lisette's methods are . . .

To tough - what a monster that bitch is.
To mild - she should teach then to go straight for a kill.
Just right - Sounds like a good regiment to me.

Fighting Superheroines and Female Fighters at Google's Blogger

With all the problems, this was a nice place. I have been laboriously copying and transferring my blog entries and pictures to Google's BLOGGER ( https://www.blogger.com/start ). It seems to have a lot of good features. Blog entries are MUCH easier to post, you can have multiple pictures with your blog entries, there are a ton of "gadgets" you can attatch to your blog. It makes writing the blog easier and more attractive. . . . but

It does not seem to have the community 360 has or had. I hope you (my friends, "enemies", opponents and curious but shy readers) will visit me, and maybe register there so I can enjoy your writings.

I will still be on the Yahoo IM for fights, senarios and seductions(I think, I hope) Unless they decide to can that too. I will try to finish my promised stories (of course if you all go to Blogger, that won't be a problem).

My pictures and group (Knocked Out Superheroines and Female Fighters) is going great and growing (410 members (it's free) and 269 pictures/images). I'll keep slowly adding to it.

Hope we can all stay in contact, my old friends and my new friends and friends that I have yet to roleplay with.

Superheroines, female fighters, and feminine upholders of the law and order. Dr. Desire, Lisette and Leore (and I) will hunt you down, if you don't hunt them down. POW!!

A Big Surprise In The Cellar

Thieves, detectives and lesser powered superheroines will be so surprised when they try to sneak into the castle through the cellar opening by the moat. These lovely alien beauties are catnip resistant and have enhanced strength, speed, endurance and are devilishly tough. They have retractable nails that I have yet to analyze, but they are far stronger than steel. I need a turbo, carbo-tanium grinder to keep their nails a reasonable length. They are always sharp. They are almost invisible in the enormous, dark, murky subterranean cellar as well as completely silent until they actually hit their target. They seem to like to leap from very high levels, hit their targets like guided missles and then using their powerful arms and legs, bludgeon their stunned and hapless victims senseless, before they begin to "play" with their new "toys" as cats will do.
They have nailed three superheroines and two secret agents who tried to sneak in. I have carried these unsuccessful snoops, KOed, well used, and naked ( those nails make short work of the most durable costumes and uniforms) to my dungeons for questioning. None of the intruders (when they woke up) knew what had hit them.
Any villains or villainesses interested in buying a kitten or two? Check my catalogue to purchase your own super sensual feline guard.
What sort of guards do you prefer?
I want big, overly masculine guards to really use and abuse superheroines.
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I want monsters with tentacles who can really humiliate a superheroine.
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I want all female creatures who understand how to take down and hurt and humiliate a superheroine.
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I like cold machines who are merciless with superheroines.
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Desire's Secretary

Running an interplanatary, multi-dimentional, criminal syndicate not only requires intelligent, creative and powerful minions, a huge and maniacally loyal number of field operatives and the ultimate in offensive and defensive technology, not to mention my own awesome, criminal genius and super powered skills; you have GOT to have a really, really good secretary. Henrietta Frabazelli-Rasputin (Henry, for short) is mine and a what a criminal god-send she is. Without her screening through the myriad of phone calls, emails, notes, and letters I get from upstart rookie superheroines, pissed off Arabian Sheiks who can't handle their superheroine sex- slaves, threatening law enforcement agencies, hollow ultimatums from minor villains/villainesses or criminal organizations who don't know their elbows from a fatter part of their anatomies, I would have very little time to actually be the master criminal you all know and love (well, some of you).

I think it's important to thank all the little people, though describing Henry as "little" is hardly accurate. Not only can she type like the wind, do short hand at light speed, file accurately and fast as lightning and make a cup of coffee that Juan Valdez AND his burro would be proud of, but she has a right cross that would cross She-Hulk's eyes.

Need to meet me? Talk to my secretary!

Lisette Has A Friend And I Have Another Bodyguard

Superheroines have a new reason to avoid interferring with my plots and criminal operations.

Her name is Leore and she will be assisting Lisette as another of my personal bodyguards. Leore is superpowered as well as super sensual and super sexual. In addition to her strength she has other super human skills and attributes. Her story is not as complex as Lisette and they are sisters in battle, each complementing the other in powers and skills. Like Lisette she is completely devoted to me and there is an unbreakable link between us.

Leore, at times will be working with the two of us. At other times she and Lisette will be working in tandem. She will also be sent on solo missions, to capture a weapon or a superheroine, if Lisette or I are preoccupied with another plot or scheme.
Leore has passed many different tests to gain this position, as my personal bodyguard. She has fought and beaten dozens of my best trained and strongest guards. She has seduced and captured three minor superheroines: one who is wandering around, lost in my forest. The other two are dazed and working as whores at the Velvet Clam, after taking the catapult ride. Leore has passed the finale test and KOed Lisette in battle.

She fought me long and hard and had it not been my detailed knowlege of her weakness, she might have won. Leore is very anxious to please me and prove herself worthy.

Would you entain the idea to try and fight or seduce Leore?

Yes. How? Comment
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No. How? Comment
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What Would A REAL Super Villain Do?

You ambushed and fought the gorgeous superheroine Miss Liberty. You previously analyzed her weaknesses and blasted her to a distinct disadvantage and then using every dirty trick in the book you weakened and winded her. Low blows, breast torment and beating as well as super powered punches and kicks to the head and belly. You slammed her though several building and used her as a golf ball with building girders as clubs. Like a master trout fisherman, you played her out till she is utterly exhausted, totally pain ridden, stunned and groggy, helpless and defenseless.
Barely conscious, she sways before you, eyes beseeching the modicum of mercy in your soul. Her magnificent bosom moves enticingly in her skintight skimpy, highcut costume. Long, shapely legs shakes helplessly, unable to keep her voluptuous form erect. Your powerful hand grasps a generous hank of her beutiful, soft, fragrant blonde hair. Her mouth is invitingly open, her full, soft lips relaxed. Her soft wet, pink tongue lolls out, emphasizing her total exhaustion and need for air. Her eyes unable to focus still call out to you for mercy. She is beaten, what more do you want. . . . . . . . . . . . .he. . . he. . . he. .

So, what's your next move Bubba? What would a real villain do?

I'd slam her one last super piledriving right cross and KO her cold before I do anything else
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I'd gag her, slap a crotch rope on the superbabe and hogtie her.
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Drag her down to my dungeons or lab, I need atmosphere.
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Start taking off the spandex, playtime starts NOW.
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Lisette's Little Sister Sedated With An Iron Fist

Lisette's little 19 year old ,sister, Jaqueline somehow found her way through an emensely thick wood, a hyno-chemical fog and into my hidden castle headquarters. She slipped by 10 guards (are THEY ever sorry). She defeated and KOed another 8 highly armed guards (they have not woke up yet). She also foiled 6 traps (very cleverly designed and set, if I do say so myself).

She evaded my 8 personal elite guard and stormed into my private living area. She demanded that I hire her and train her like I did her sister. With the rare exception of a set of twin assassins who work for me, I discourage hiring "family". It makes things too "personal". Looking at Lisette who shook her head so unobtrusively, that only I registered her shock, irritation and vehement veto on working with her sister.

I told Jaqueline if she could fight her sister and defeat her, I would start her trainning. The fight was incredible to observe, not becuase it was a close battle, with the victor being uncertain until a final decisive blow separated the wheat from the knocked out cold. Frankly, I stand a better chance of flapping my arms and flying to the moon than Jaqueline had of defeating her sister. It was rather the amazing amount of punishment she took and kept standing and fighting. A finale brutal assault that nailed Jaqueline with a flurry of kicks to the inside of her thighs, two murderous low blow kicks , a kick to her belly and a heel slamming her kidneys, two scissor kicks to her young but beautiful breasts and a roundhouse kick to the jaw, that would have put the lights out on an adult rhino. Down and out and ready for a "ride" on the catapult (those of you who have taken this particular "ride", don't worry, I am not aiming at the Velvet Clam, just the muddy end of the lake.)

Hmmm! Before I send this impudent wild cat on her way, should I take her on as a possible guard or elite or a bodyguard?

Should I start trainning Lisette's little sister?

Yes, she showed power and intelligence she'd be a great super villainess.
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No, she'd be nothing but trouble, chuck her in the mud Dr. D.
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Slamming and Selling Superheroines - For FUN and PROFT!!!

This economic downturn has put many "good" people out work. So what the heck is the point of being good? Plenty of fun and profit clobbering superheroines and selling them to foreign potentates as sex slaves. Youcan even sell them back to their own well heeled organizations or government so they can come back at you and . . . . . you guessed it, you can clobber and capture them again. Now THAT is steady income, Bubba. In the picture above, a false nuclear threat brings Wonder Woman to an abandoned apartment building. She is stunned from behind and KOed with a rag of Mega-chlorone (available in Dr. S. Desire's wholesale catalogue or at his New department store - Supine Superheroines.) Power Girl follows as backup and after breathing in a lungful of microencapsulated, synthesized kryptonite (yes, Dr. D found the formula), the buxom super babe was easily pacified by a 16lb sledge hammer blow to the back of her head. In the picture, they are both sleeping peacefully and ready to make YOU a BOATLOAD of MONEY.

Don't whine about the crappy economy! Get up off your fat, evil ass and nab a superheroine for BIG BUCKS!!! Contact Dr. Simon Desire for everything from beginer kits to a fully equipped dungeon hideout. Catalogues available at the Humbled Heroine in NYC, Supine Superheroines or at better criminal outlet agencies.

Dr. Desire says; "A superheroine's chest looks best, with YOUR foot on it! "

Tara Tigra, Jungle Queen, KOed, Captured - An Endangered Species?

Tara Tigra is a powerful and beautiful jungle queen and the great protector of Er Shajuin, a secret city, hidden deep in the jungle. I have a deep interest in locating this ancient city, hidden by centuries of thick jungle growth, thick layers of lichen and moss, vines, trees and broad leafed plants. A large group of rare red gorillas lived amid worn stone columns, steep steps, shattered buildings and deep, dark foundations. Mundane treasures such as statues of deities made of obsidian and diamond, bars of gold, silver, great slabs of amber, ebony and heaps of cut emeralds, saphires and blood red rubies can be found in profusion among the rooms of the green covered city, Unknown to the beautiful Jungle heroine, and of particular interest to a criminal genius like me, the long gone, ancient human civilization that lived in the city for a dozen centuries were not the first inhabitants of the now ruined environs. Deep below the jungle hidden ruins lay a relic of extrodinary power. Securing this relic and harnessing the powers that it releases would ensure my dominant position as the most powerful supervillain in this galaxy. My foot would rest on the chests of my most powerful foes, as they lay helpless before me and my minions.

Despite my most furtive efforts, finding the exact location of Ere Shajuin remained a secret of antiquity. The only person who knew was Tara. I needed to have a chat with the powerful, Jungle warrior/Queen.

Tara swung through the thick jungle foliage with her constant companion, Huma, a large (600lb.) male, red gorilla. Quick as Spiderman, the gorgeous jungle denizen used the hanging vines with preternatural ability, almost flying through the thick jungle. Leaping from an astonishing height Tara somersaultedin the air and landed lightly on the soft, moist jungle floor, her large, firm, eye stopping bust jiggling delightfully. Huma landed beside her, his huge powerful body swaying as he hooted and grunted at Tara. "Yes, I smell it too, Huma. There is an something not right in the jungle, something or someone not of the jungle. Wait, I hear something!" Tara heard the high pitched buzz several moments before she noticed saw a tiny dart weaving in and out between the trees behind Huma. Before Huma could move the dart struck the massive ape at the base of his skull and then dropped to the ground. The red gorilla grunted at the sharp, slight pain and shook his big head, feeling the place where he was pricked by the dart. Tara bent down to pick up the dart. She saw a micro-engine and what looked like a filament camera, lining the length of the 5 inch dart and a sharp metal point with a opened release clip. Her scientific background told the buxom jungle fighter the dart was a delivery system.

A roar from Huma brought her shocked attention back, but much too late as the huge gorilla brough two massive rock hard fists slamming down on her shoulders and the sides of her neck, THUUDD!!, "OOHH!" THUDD!! "UUHH!" THUUDD!!, "UUHHhhh" three times, driving the surprised jungle beauty to her knees. Dazed by the assault of the mighty ape, who until a moment ago would have given his life to protect his beautiful, human Queen. "Huma? Why?" moaned Tara, shaking her head and desperately trying to clear her head. Her blurred, rolling vision saw the usually somber face of her simian protector, twisted in rage, his eyes unusually glazed and disoriented. SMAABAAM! "GAAHH! UHHhh!" Swinging his massive arms, the battering ram fists smashed into Tara's very generous antelope bikini covered boobs, lifting her up and smashing her against a tree. "OOOhhh, He doesn't know what he is doing." she thought. "But if I don't stop him, he is going to kill me." Forcing herself to focus and clear her rocked head,Tara grabbed Huma's right wrist, and leaped forward as he pulled back to deliver another powerful punch. Acting more by instinct than anything else, Tara dodged around the flailing arms of the red gorilla and leaped on Huma's back, wrapping her long powerful thighs around the upper abdomen of the ape, locking her ankles and wrapped her powerful right arm around the thick neck of the crazed red ape and pulled mightily on Huma's head to the left with her left hand. Locking on this Lotus Sleeper would eventually subdue the mighty ape without hurting him. Huma however seemed unconcered about how Tara fared as he smashed her against trees and battered her with blows that were only a part of the gorilla's power as he tried to dislodge the shapely Jungle fighter from his back. Finally Huma collapsed down on the ground as the powerful Lotus Sleeper knocked him out.

Tara staggered to her feet dazed and groggy, almost knocked out herself. The initial beating and the susequent effort to subdue the giant gorilla had almost done her in. As she gasped to regain her breath and to keep on her feet, Tara heard a familiar sound. A high pitched buzz. A slight stab of pain in the left side of her neck told the weary Jungle Amazon that a dart had found her (see picture) She felt a surge, as if the dart had injected something in her neck. Suddenly she felt like a wrecking ball had hit her between the eyes. Leaping into the trees and trying to swing away on a vine, Tara Tigra managed to gain the heights of the jungle canopy before her senses betrayed her and she missed a vine. BAAAAAAMM!! "uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!!!" Plumeting down Tara slammed into a heavy branch. She lay almost completely unconscious, like a leopard resting on a brach. She stradled the thick branch, her long strong legs haning limply on either side of the branch, as did her powerful arms. Her head rested chin down on the branch. Her forehead, firm boobs, flat belly, and antelope skin bikini covered crotch had slammed down on the branch. "G..G....Gotta m.....move" the nearly KOed Jungle Queen mumbled as she slipped from the branch and tumbled to the Jungle floor below. Tara blacked out as the ground came rocketing up to deal her the final blow.

Hurt. . . . . .she hurt. . . . .Tara hurt everywhere. Tara slowly, very slowly tried to sit up. What happened? Ohhhhh, she hurt, she was sooo dizzy. She could see a dark figure in front of her but she was still too groggy to see any kind of detail. She felt a soft fur collar cable around her neck. "I would not try to take off that collar, if I were you." a deep sonorous voice rumbled.

Tara will. . .

Try to take off the collar.
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Try to surprise her captor and fight back
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Sit back and listen to her captor.
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Take A Beautiful, KOed Superheroine or Femal Fighter Home TONIGHT!

Feel like gloating over a fallen superheroine foe or rival? Pissed at a tough female fighter who bested or humiliated you in the ring or in an ally? Do you rejoice and revel in seeing or reading about beautiful, powerful women knocked out cold by villains, villainesses, other female fighters, heels, or just more powerful opponents. Maybe you are just interested in attractive KOed women. You might be interested in leaving an interesting or provocative issue or topic about this type of roleplaying, which will be commented on by other interested parties (including me). If you have fighting pictures or defeated superheroines or female fighters (any type of combat, just not lethal) that would like to share with others (maybe Lisette or me getting our not-so-just deserts) this may be a group you woud enjoy.

Stop by my new Flickr Superheroine, female fighter KO group (the link is below under my homepage ). You need to become my friend to see the pictures (Yes, some of them are a bit naughty.)

I am adding to the pictures, almost every day. So stop by and become a friend and peruse and enjoy.

How To Get To My Flickr Superheroine, Female Fighter KO Group

Cut and paste the address, http://www.flickr.com/groups/koedsuperheroines/ . I hope to see lot of my friends join up and share pictures, story lines, senarios, enjoyable fighting moments (winning or losing) and chat about the things you enjoy most and dislike least about roleplaying as a noble superheroine, wrestler, fighter or as a viscious supervillain(ess), heel, or crook.

What would you like to see in my Flickr group?
More KOed superheroines
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More villains losing
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More wrestling endings (pins or KOs)
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more sleeper hold images
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more piledriver or other wrestling finishers
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Lots more topics to discuss.
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Flickr Group: "Knocked Out Superheroines and Female Fighters" now OPEN

I opened a group on Yahoo's Flickr called, Knocked Out Superheroines and Female Fighters. Comments and contributions of pictures, story lines, or discussion topics are welcome. Let see how it works (or IF it works).

Things To Be Thankful For. . .

It's the simple things in life that we should be thankful for, like running into a super powerful superheroine in her secret identity, without her power bracelet that makes her all but invulnerable.

We need to give thanks for the simple pleasures with friends, like working over this superheroine with Lisette, using powerful but controled punches and kicks and truely painful holds like crushing bearhugs which leave the buxom blond beauty staggering, groggy, defenseless, and barely able to stand or simply keep her from passing out.
We all need to simplify our lives and enjoy what we have, like using a simple blackjack to slug her behind the ear and lay her out cold. *see picture

Well friends and fellow villain, we got our bird *see picture. Plenty of breast meat and a nice set of drumsticks there, time to take her home and stuff her.

Lisette and I wish you all a happy Thanksgiving.

League of Unlikely Superheroine Talent - Member #4

Mighty Maxine Mouse is another member of L.U.S.T that has crossed my path several times. She is a powerful martial artist, has respectable recuperative powers and can move about in complete silence. She can chew through very tough and thick materials like leather and hemp (rope of any thickness cannot hold her). She is as strong as Spiderwoman and her long, powerful legs are particularly viscious weapons. She creeps on to a crime scene or a hideout and with stealth and power subdues the criminal(s) and delivers them to the local constabulary.

She dug a hole into my castle headquarters and overcame a few of my more poorly trained guards. She set off several of my hair trigger alert and analysis sensor/probes. Recording her power fingerprint, I set a PWT (Personal Weakness Trap) in several rooms.

Quickly and silently chewing through a locked and bolted door, Mighty Maxine was transfixed and the sight and scent which captured her full attention - a table in the corner loaded with full rounds of Gouda, Cheddar, melted Brie, sharp Provelone, Armenian String and a dozen other cheeses.

Utterly helpless to resist the smells and sight of her chief weakness, the Radiant Rodent was inexorably drawn to the table, where reaching for a wedge of creamy Dannish Fontina, she broke a trigger beam releasing a 5 foot, pressure spring loaded iron bar which slammed into her firm, well rounded breasts, and smashed her into the thich walnut paneled wall with bone shaking force. A heavy wooden bat swung down from the 30 foot ceiling with more force than any star, pro baseball (or Cricket batter) could muster. With a loud CRACK the bat struck the stunned and disoriented Super Mouse, right between her big ears. With no more than a surprised UURRPP!? and a final cooing sigh of resignation and fast fading consciousness, Mighty Maxine Mouse dropped flat on the floor, quiet as a . . . well, . . you know.

I entered the room from one of many hidden hallways and looked at the leotard and tights clad semi-superheroine, spreadeagle and flat on her back, out cold. Grabbing her tail, I dragged this conked silly superheroine to the exit catapult. My guards would load her into the basket and shoot her over the wall, about a quarter of a mile from the castle where she would land in the woods (Some of YOU have gone through the self same experience.). She's a superheroine, she'll survive (with a horrendous headache) and get a commendation from L.U.S.T. for trying to take me down.
Let me know if you have any other experiences with Mighty Maxine Mouse.