Scene 1: "Share Victory"

"Stay down monster…It is over!" Wonder Woman commanded, as her blonde partners, Power Girl and Miss Victory, held down the defeated green-skinned creature. Power Girl had her right boot firmly planted on the back of the strange creature, as Miss Victory held him down on the other side.

"You have no idea who you are dealing with, Wonder Bitch."

Curia reached down and picked up the large black rifle at her feet.  "I know a lot more than you think, Mr. Ugly.  I know that this weapon somehow turns anything it fires at into gold.  It shouldn't be hard to figure out who is behind this - this isn't your garden store technology here.  Not that you'll have a chance to care, where you're going."

Sirens pierced the air; the city police were converging on the scene, the local media right behind them.

"You may think you won today," he groaned as he glanced around at his three captors, "but mark my words - you're going to regret this."

"Blah, blah, blah."  Curia grabbed him by the chin.  "Every villain, every thug, every henchman, they always say the same thing when they lose.  It gets old, y'know?"  The police were rushing up to their position as Wonder Woman let go of his chin and stepped back.  "He's all yours, boys."  She turned and strode towards the throng of reporters and cameras, with Power Girl and Miss Victory right behind her.


Scene 2: "Saved the Day"

The three superheroines stood side-by-side, grinning, as they answered question after question posed by the reporters.

"Can we get a heroic photo for the paper?" one asked.  "Curia - Wonder Woman - can you stand in the center, holding the gun over your head, and the other two, on either side of her?  Let's see - maybe a salute from you, Miss Victory? And some sort of similar gesture from you, Power Girl.  A peace sign - perfect!   Now, say cheese…"

The cameras clicked and flashbulbs went off as every photographer took the chance to snag a heroic image for their media outlet.  Finally they were done, and the heroines relaxed a bit.

"One more question, boys, and then we're outta here," Curia declared.  "Okay, you over there, from the Gossiper."

"Are your tits real?"

All three heroines looked equally shocked and disgusted.  "Really, that's your question?" Power Girl exclaimed.  "We just saved the city AGAIN after all…"

"Sure, the way you always do, you beat the bad guy into submission. Do you ever think before you rush into a fight, or is that too difficult for you airheads?"

"That's ENOUGH!" Curia blurted out.  "Girls, let's go."  She flew upwards, into the air, the other two following, as the cameras continued to click.
 

Scene 3:  "Relaxing"

A few hours later, the three gorgeous superheroines were relaxing inside Curia's studio apartment.  Curia and Miss Victory were sharing the overstuffed black couch, their boots off, while Power Girl sat in the matching chair across from them.  Between them was a coffee table, with some magazines, fruit, and the remarkable weapon they had confiscated earlier.

Power Girl was holding up the front page of the Metro Gossiper that had just hit the streets.  "Can you believe this crap?"  The headline read, ‘Silicone Tits, Empty Heads!' just above a full-page photo of the three of them posing triumphantly.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it, Karen," Curia replied.  "It's a tabloid, it's not a reputable newspaper.  Nobody believes anything they read or see in there."

Jennifer - Miss Victory - pointed to the other paper, the Daily Herald, on the table.  "See Karen, that paper, they got it right. ‘Heroines Save the Day.'  That's the one people read and believe."

"You're both right I guess," Power Girl assented.  "And they did get a nice shot of Curia's ass, front and center…"

"Hey!" Wonder Woman protested, as the two blondes giggled.  "How was I supposed to know there was a cameraman behind me?  I was busy giving that ugly thing a piece of my mind!"

"Not too big a piece I hope," Jennifer chuckled, and all three burst into laughter.

"So we are just gonna hang out until Bruce calls and says he's on his way to analyze the weapon?" Karen asked.

"Sure, why not? We deserve some girl time after getting our hands dirty with that filthy monster, right?" Curia declared.

"You bet!" the other two chorused.


Scene 4:  "Clueless"

In the room above them, watching from the balcony, was the villainess known as Gold Bar.  She had been there for some time, observing the three heroines, listening to them prattle on, oblivious to her presence.

‘These bimbos have no clue that my Golden Gun has a hidden tracking signal inside.  It was so easy to find them,' she thought as she held the small pistol in her hand.  It was no ordinary pistol, but a powerful tranquilizer gun, with three cartridges loaded inside.  ‘Three shots, and in seconds these three will be sleeping like kittens.  Then I'll show them what my Golden Gun can really do!  And I'll have special places for them in my trophy room, right next to the others.'

She glanced down at the empty cartridge box, labeled ‘SUZEtech Certified Genuine Injector Gun Refill Cartridge - Superhero (S+++) Rated'.  She silently thanked the mysterious SUZEtech Corporation.  Without their cutting-edge technology, she wouldn't be where she was today.  The Asian woman with the unusual gold-adorned attire and distinctive tattoos looked back to her unsuspecting prey, as she carefully aimed her gun at each.  They were talking, giggling, clueless as to what was about to happen.  


Scene 5: "Triumph"

Gold Bar waited until the perfect moment, when all three superheroines were in the perfect positions, the backs of their necks exposed and visible to her.  Then she fired her first dart at Power Girl, striking her in the back of the neck.

"Aaaahhh!" Karen gasped in shock, her arms flailing out as the paper she was holding fell to the floor.

"Karen!" Curia exclaimed, as she moved towards her friend.  Jennifer was about to move too, when the second dart struck her as she sat up, causing her to slump back.  Curia was off the couch, rushing to help her friend, when the third dart found its mark.  She screamed, teetered briefly, then crashed into the table, sending all of the fruit and magazines, as well as the gun, crashing to the floor.  Curia fell backwards awkwardly, her feet under her, as she stared upwards towards the ceiling, towards the face of the triumphant Gold Bar.


Scene 6: "Transformation"

Gold Bar ran down the stairs, gun still in hand, eager to see the results of her shots firsthand.  None of the three were moving, which was no surprise - the agent in the cartridges worked almost instantly.  What surprised her, though, was the state that she found them in.  They weren't simply immobile - their appearances had changed!  Their skin was shiny and plastic-looking.  Their expressions were vacant, and their mouths were all in the same ‘O' shape.

"What the hell?" Gold Bar shouted.  She had used this gun and cartridges before, and this had never happened.  She ran back upstairs and grabbed the box that the cartridges came in, then ran back downstairs with it in hand.  She glanced over the three superheroines again, then looked in the box, pulling out a folded sheet of paper inside.  She dropped the box as she started to read what was on the paper:

"Love Doll Transformation Formula?" She glanced around again - the three of them did certainly resemble inflatable sex dolls.  "Sex dolls?  What am I supposed to do with three inflatable sex dolls?"  She thumped her fist on the table.  "Well I can't exactly leave the three of you here.  Someone is about to show up and start asking questions."  She gathered up her two guns as she folded the paper and slid it down inside her golden boot.  "But how am I going to carry all three of you out here?"

She reached down for Curia, her hand around the transformed superheroine's neck.  "The paper says your mind is preserved intact and forever trapped inside this body.  I wonder what you're thinking right now, Wonder Whore.  Wonder!" she laughed at her little joke as she turned the suddenly-light Wonder Woman around easily.  "Well look what we have here!"  The dart that she had shot between Curia's shoulder blades was now an inflation valve.  She glanced down at the Metro Gossiper on the floor.  "Silicone tits, empty heads!  They don't know how close they were to reality!" She opened the valve and all of the air filling the transformed heroine rushed out.

A minute later, Gold Bar tossed the flattened body of Wonder Woman over the side of the couch, then repeated the same procedure with Miss Victory and Power Girl.  Their outfits, now no longer fitting them, dropped away, leaving three nude, deflated sex dolls behind.


Scene 7: "Photobooth"

Gold Bar was back at her secret lair.  On the floor, laying side by side, were the deflated, flattened, nude bodies of the three transformed heroines: Wonder Woman, Power Girl, and Miss Victory.  

The time it had taken her to travel home with her precious cargo had given her time to come up with an idea on what to do with them.  She knew that the League of Villains would be very interested in perhaps purchasing the three sex-dolls that were once three of their greatest adversaries.  She just had to make sure she marketed them properly, is all.

She quickly fashioned a small closet into an impromptu photobooth, then brought out an air compressor.  Picking up the deflated body of Wonder Woman, she carried her over to the air compressor, placed the end of the hose inside the open valve, and turned the compressor on.  To her delight, the inflated version of Curia now took on the traditional ‘love doll' pose, with a completely empty expression on her face to match.  Her mouth was once again in an ‘O' position, and her tits were now even bigger than they were when she was flesh-and-blood.

"Perfect.  Let's get you in the photobooth."  Gold Bar carried the inflated Wonder Woman over to the closet and positioned her inside, then retrieved her Polaroid camera and took a photo.

"Something is missing," she realized, then as she glanced back to the pile of outfits and accessories that were formerly worn by the heroines, she smiled.  "You need your tiara, Wonder Whore."  There was no response from Curia, as expected.  Gold Bar placed the tiara back on Curia's forehead, then started to take more photos.

"There, this one will work perfectly," Gold Bar muttered as she chose the best of the photos.  "Okay, time to pack you away, doll."  She carefully extricated Curia from the photobooth and opened the valve once more, as the air inside Wonder Woman escaped with a ‘whoosh'.

"I knew I saved the boxes my boots came in for a reason," Gold Bar grinned as she opened the first of three boxes she had found in the same closet.  She took her time, carefully folding Curia's flattened form until she was just a bit smaller than the top of the box.  Her blank, expressionless face was on top as Gold Bar placed her inside the box, then replaced the lid.  With a red Sharpie she wrote ‘Wonder Whore' on the top of the box, then taped the Polaroid photo next to it.

"One down, two to go…"

 
Scene 8: "RTFM"

Gold Bar sighed as she looked down at the table in front of her.  The three boxes were labeled with their contents: ‘Wonder Whore', ‘Power Tits', and ‘Victory Wench'.

She was in her trophy room, where, behind her, were some of her earlier conquests, all preserved for eternity in gold.  She had hoped to add these three, but SUZEtech had unexpectedly caused a change in plans.  No matter - when she showed the League of Villains what she had to offer them, she doubted she would have anything else to worry about, ever…

 

THE END