Blearily the former Maid of Might hesitantly opened her eyes. "Hi Slutty, are you feeling any better", grinned the medic in front of her.
At one point the heroine would have reacted with the incredible vim and vigour that only a true Superheroine could progress. But now she was sadly becoming more aware of her new situation, she meekly managed a little half-smile and meekly managed "A bit less sore", and even "thank you".
"Jolly good, Slutty". he smirked, knowing full well that any positive changes he had made would soon be reversed. "Now, don't forget that I did warn you that I couldn't help you for free - this place works in the private sector after all"
"Wh-what do you want" our heroine replied nervously. Accepting his help a few moments ago, with her her ass and titanic tits each throbbing in pain had seemed such a good idea. Now, who knew what he'd want from her?"
"Quite simple, I'm afraid my dear - I need to take a sample from you"
"A sample, what on earth do you mean?"
"It's your Kryptonian physiology, darling. I know it's not doing you a lot of good at the moment, but I think that hidden away in those eyes of yours could be the cure to many forms of blindness"
"Oh, right, I never even thought about that". Supergirl was relieved, she had never considered she would have the chance to help people even in this darkest of situations. "I suppose it will hurt"
"Don't worry, not as much as you might think. It's basically a little scraping", he reassured her. "I admit it might sting a bit and perhaps leave your vision a little impaired for a little while, but I'm sure we'll have you exactly where you need to be very soon."
"Please Doctor, do get on with it then", she replied as heroically as she could still muster.
"Of course Slutty" Without asking for permission, another needle was soon plunging into her thin neck.
"I suspect you guys are wondering why we had to knock her out twice", he nodded at the guards "You see, everything else I did, she won't notice for a little while yet. But I can't really hide this, so I needed some ludicrous excuse. This is just one more little surprise for when the time is right. These contact lenses are really quite special. They are nicely serrated on the underside, so should leave her feeling a bit irritated. If I've judged them right they should be nicely giving her enough of a headache to keep her distracted from some of the other things. But the best thing is that they actually work out as microscopic mirrors - if at any point she tries to use her heat or x-ray vision or anything, all she'll do is knock herself straight out. Such a shame, of course."
"And the best bit, even if Superbimbo does realise that I've added something rather that taken it away, about the most delicate operation those mittens she calls hands could do about them is stab herself in the eye. Boy, she's going to have a very interesting time."
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