Hope for the Heroines! The police were here! Rescue! Now for justice for this despicable individual! In joy and relief Black Canary shouted out for help...
...But then she found the latest unwelcome side effect of attempting to use her drastically curtailed powers - it had taken away her normal voice, and she only wailed like a baby! How long for, she knew not, but the effort of trying to form adult words was far too much for her and in shock and renewed horror she found her diaper getting ever fuller. And she could see the other added humilation 'over' use of her most desperate power was inflicting on her - her already cumbersome breasts were doubling in size before her eyes. What was happening to her? What could she do?
Batgirl had come to, and was tearfully staring up past a burgeoning paunch to middle-aged cop chewing a huge doughnut. She too desperately wanted to speak, but was still gagged, bound and lying helplessly on her back with her arms bound and her ludicrous chest crushing her into the ground. Huntress and Robin were still out cold, so it was down to Spud to respond to the corpulent cop.
"Good evening Officer!" He started confidently. "Yes, the human bouncy castle there is Batgirl, or at least used to be. No babies here though, just another mewling Superheroine Slut. You'd better come round the other alley though; that Batgirl whore has pretty much blocked your way..."
Figplucker couldn't believe his luck. Superheroines! They were now public enemies number one, and by the sound of it there were at least 2 of them here... "On my Way", he yelled,
Black Canary was horrified - surely this beat cop wasn't stupid enough to listen to this fiend. If he went the long way round, he would let him escape...
But Spud had no interest in escaping. Instead he quickly grabbed another pair of items from the collection of Futility Belts, left some more on the ground, and tossed the rest in one of the other trash bins. The one he kept was exactly perfect for his needs, one again their belts were proving a villain's wet dream. No pills this time but two pairs of needles with great sales pitches; 'Superheroine Slut a bit too nimble for her own good? Trixie's patented Titty-Triplers will soon slow them down" and "Uppity Heroine getting ideas above their station? See how their Superheroine spiel changes when they can't even boss around their own bladder and bowels..." He didn't stand on ceremony, each one was quickly jabbed into an upturned ass-cheek, one needle each. For different reasons, Batgirl and Black Canary needed no further treatment of course...
The effects, sadly for the stricken heroines, was instantaneous, and unbeknownst to them, the bodies they woke up to would not be the ones they blacked out with. And even more unfortunately, even they were wildly insufficient for saving themselves from the fate in front of them.
By the time Officer Figplucker appeared, he found Spud calmly affixing a black ring gag to the helplessly wailing Black Canary. He stood up and held out his hand in greeting "Hullo there. Sorry about that; that was going right through me. I'm glad you've showed up. I've made some citizen's arrests and I was hoping for some help to get them to the precinct."
Black Canary and Batgirl's eyes widened in shock. Did he really think that this cop was going to believe him?
Figplucker took his hand dumbly, gazing at the scene in front of him. "You-you captured Four Superheroines", he said incredulously, "All on your own. How?"
"To be honest, it wasn't that difficult", Spud answered honestly. "Look at them! Batgirl's looking like the Goodyear blimp (and by the look of her dripping snatch she's had a VERY good year. I couldn't tell you how many guys had their fun before I found her. As for these 3, I think they're overrated. Canary Girl here's prime attack method seems to crying like a baby and filling her diaper. Huntress and Robin wobbled their fat tits in here wearing pretty much nothing and collapsed in that filthy mess that Batgirl made. They brought their own Vibrators with them, I hoped that they might wake them up a bit"
The conscious heroines got even more panic-struck. He was listening to him! How was this going to end
"You've tied them up...", Figplucker observed.
"Their own bondage gear Officer", Spud replied, pleased to be able to steer into stiller waters. "They're criminals aren't they? I heard about the warrant for Black Canary here (The point of his toe found the centre of her bulging diaper); and I know that Huntress Slut has been going 'above and beyond' for years. As for the other two, at worst they're aiding and abetting. At best, they're clearly pretty screwed up - I reckon that Prison fella had it right, we'd better get them locked up either way."
Figplucker thought for a moment. "I've seen that total bitch Huntress before. Always mouthing off about Cops this, and Cops that. Never doing our jobs properly, 'Thank God that Superheroines are here to clean up their mistakes. God, I'd liked to knock her down a peg or two."
"Why don't you?" Spud asked him quietly. "She richly deserves it, and she's in no fit state to argue. Look at her; she's got a dildo the size of the Idaho finger buzzing away up her twat. She's got bouncy tits bigger than her head. She's trussed up like a chicken. She's lost her costume and she's lying in a pool of shit. She's a Superheroine Slut and you're an officer of the law. Who's going to believe her. Why don't you have a little fun?"
Figplucker was more than wavering. "But I'm a Cop..."
"Ok, I'll make it easy for you"; Spud said conspiratorially. "To be honest, I'd love to have a little chat with the 'Girl Wonder' over here. How is she going to know how dangerous it is to go out there as some masked slut and not get herself raped or killed. I see it as my civic duty to scare her straight -stop her doing anything so stupid again. I can do that. But that purple slut over there is a serious criminal. I think she needs to be properly punished, and do you really trust our lily-livered state. Go and show her who's boss. Make sure that if she ever gets out, she knows that the Police are in charge, the law is the law, and if she ever tries to prance around in her underwear outside again someone will make her pay for it..."
Black Canary and Batgirl mewled desperately onto their gags, desperately trying to loosen their very secure bonds and succeeding only in loosening their bladders a little further. He was going to do it. Their poor friends. They couldn't save them. What were they going to do to them?
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