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Life with Alpha

by A. Pseudonym


Chapter Eight:  Wonder Woman & Zatanna


Codes:  MF, MF+, FF, MC, BD, SciFi, anime, cartoon, comic book

Disclaimer:  Wonder Woman/Diana Prince and Zatanna Zatara are owned by
DC Comics and are used here without permission for entertainment
purposes only.  All artificial persons herein are based on characters
owned by their creators, not the author.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_woman
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zatanna



	There were a couple delays to be dealt with before our next
women were to be brought to life, but the decision on who to animate
was made well before Rogue arrived:  Wonder Woman and Zatanna!

	The decision was made partly because we had a built-in method
to bring them in due to the backstory we wrote for Power Girl.  The
story was that Kara was on her way to meet the other two ladies for a
girls night out when she was transported here for her "vacation".
From there, it's a tiny step to have Zatanna transport the two of them
between dimensions chasing after a missing Kara.

	As soon as the decision had been made, I got together with
Kara and we prepared 'just in case' any of her friends follow her
here.  (More on that later.)

	Anyway, about the delays I mentioned.  First, due to recent
market "corrections" our portfolio needed some work.  

	(As an interesting side-note, Alpha says there are now at
least a dozen major investors who keep a close eye on her investment
strategies, often mimicking our market adjustments themselves.  Alpha
has started taking this into consideration,  using this ability to
start small market shifts to her advantage.  I'm not sure how legal
their tracking of our stock movements was, but I don't really care
much.  Alpha can handle it.)

	Alpha needs at least half of her processing power to do her
market planning properly, which she is unable to do when she's growing
bodies with her nanites, since the nanites use from half up to 95% of
her processing power.

	Now lest someone protest that I could just add more and/or
better systems to make up the difference, I do still regularly upgrade
Alpha's existing systems, but we've found that after we go beyond 24
systems, the overall processing improvement provided by each
additional system drops off significantly.  I think it's probably a
programming limitation somewhere, but I'm not sure how to overcome it
yet.

	The second delay was creating Wonder Woman's lasso.  We
certainly couldn't create a lasso that compels truthful answers from
anyone held within its coils, but we could create a golden-colored
rope of amazing tensile strength.  Alpha was going to use a mix of
nano-tubes and other materials woven to form rope strands, and braid
the strands together to a degree that only nanites could.  At 3/4 inch
thick, 57 ft long, and with the appearance of a braided silk rope, it
should have a breaking point somewhere in the 80-90,000 lb range and
be VERY hard to cut.

	Creating this was much, MUCH easier than creating a person,
but it was still a new procedure to be developed and executed.  It
worked out well enough that we used the same method to grow/weave
Wonder Woman's outfit too.

	For her other equipment -- tiara, belt, and bracelets -- we
bought the tiara and belt online as part of a Wonder Woman costume.
The bracelets I had made custom with titanium.  Since Diana actually
had the reflexes and hand-eye coordination to be able to deflect
bullets (with a variety of ifs and provisos), I wanted her to have
bracelets which might survive such an encounter.

	For Princess Diana herself, we gave her the same musculature
and toughness as Kara, but not her vision or hearing.  She had
eye-hand coordination as perfect as Alpha could build it.  We gave her
excellent fighting skills, including weapons, armor training and, of
course, the roping skills.

	For her personality and personal history, we had a wide range
of choices.  We ended up just cherry-picking the elements from the
comics that worked best for our situation.  We decided that our
version would have had plenty of lesbian history, but not be anti-men
or a virgin.  She'd be intelligent and thoughtful, willing to be a
leader but also willing to let others lead depending on the situation.
She's had boyfriends before -- most notably Steve Trevor -- but no
solid long-term relationships with men or women.

	For Zatanna Zatara, her powers were completely unworkable in
the the real world.  Magically reshaping reality through reversed
voice commands is not something that Alpha could build into her DNA or
physical structure.  We did at least give her all the skills and
knowledge we could for magic tricks and escape artistry, along with
the physical reflexes and double-jointed-ness to pull it all off.

	We kept her background simple too.  Zatanna has gone through a
few different attempts to change her, both visually and power-wise,
including an old miniseries that saw her abandon her trademark outfit
and alter how her powers work.  She's one of the characters who
frequently crossed over into the Vertigo line, known for adult
weirdness and literary pretensions (and yes, it's true that not all of
the Vertigo titles were 'pretensions'... some actually were excellent
literary works).

	Fortunately whatever any writer or artist did to her, she
always eventually shifted back to her traditional appearance and
powers, which is how I wanted her anyway.  She normally dresses in a
very sexy version of a tuxedo, with tophat and fishnet stockings.  Oh,
so beautiful.

	We kept her simple.  Our version was a magical super-hero when
needed, an entertainer when she wasn't needed.  We left out her
apprentice as an unnecessary complication.  Her personality would be
friendly and determined, playful and a showman.  Not a virgin with
men, but never kissed a girl.

	So with the delays and growth time, my two new raven-haired
beauties weren't ready to appear until a little over 4 months after
Rogue arrived.  And they would probably be my last super-heroes for
the time being.

* * * * *

	Alpha and I were now old hands at secret character
activations, and this one followed much the same plan as we did when
we activated Kara.

	Since they were following Kara, Alpha and I decided it would
work best if they showed up where she did, outside my lake cabin.

	Once this had been decided, I had raised the question with
Kara of what we should do if any of her friends came looking for her.
Most likely, they would suddenly find themselves without their normal
powers in a strange version of the United States.  

	At my encouragement, Kara wrote a note to "Friends of Kara"
and we tacked it onto the door of the cabin.  The note basically said
that she was fine and gave a phone number to call to contact her.  I
reactivated the phoneline at the cabin, and we reburied the key under
the PG marker on the tree.

	Months later, when the new ladies were ready to be born, I
cleaned and dressed them in their costumes and drove them out to the
cabin in the middle of the night, storing them safely inside the cabin
for the time being.  I also left Alpha's disguised transmitter.

	The next morning, I drove off to get a haircut and run a
couple errands alone.  After a quick haircut, I drove out to the cabin
and moved them near Kara's tree marker, making sure they were not
within view of the lake or road.

	While driving back to the house, I called Alpha and had her
activate the new ladies.  The end result was that Kara called me
excitedly as I was approaching my driveway.

	"Hello?"

	"Hi, honey."

	"Hi, Kara.  What's up?"

	In the background, I heard her say, "Yes, I'm talking to him
now.  Stay on the line.  I'll be out to pick you up in a few minutes,
but it's at least a 45 minute drive.  Yes, I'll explain in a minute.
Hold on."

	"Sorry, I'm on my cell right now too.  Honey, you know how
after Rogue arrived, you were worried that someone might come looking
for me and get lost or stranded?"

	"Yes..."  I drew the word out as if it had multiple syllables.

	"Well, congratulations!  You were right.  I'm about to drive
out to the cabin to pick them up."

	"Them?  How many?  Not the whole Justice League or JSA, I
hope."

	"No, just two."

	"Well, I'm about to pull into the driveway.  Hold on and I'll
drive you to the cabin.  Is Kasumi there?  Have her prep a couple more
rooms just in case."

	"Just in case?"

	"In case their powers don't work either.  In case they're
stuck here for now."

	"Oh, yeah.  It definitely sounds like that's the case.
Kasumi!"  Fortunately she held the phone away from her ear before she
yelled.

	While she was talking to Kasumi, I parked and hung up my cell
phone.

	I found Kara in the kitchen, talking to Kasumi, holding her
cell phone in one hand and the house phone in the other.

	I took the house phone from her hand (making her jump a bit in
surprise) and hung it up.  I gently herded Kara to the minivan,
telling Kasumi we'd be back in a couple of hours.

	"So, who followed you?" I asked as I pulled out of the
driveway.

	"Diana and Zatanna."

	"Diana... Wonder Woman?"

	"Yes."  She suddenly seemed to remember that she had a cell
phone in her hand.  "Diana?  Oh, good.  Sorry about the delay.  We're
on our way."

	I interrupted her conversation.  "There should be dried
granola-type food in the pantry."  She looked blankly at me.  "You're
always really hungry when you arrive, maybe they are too."

	"Oh, right.  Di, if you and Zana are hungry, Frank says there
should be dried foods in the pantry...  Good...  Okay, we're on the
road, so we'll probably see you in 45 minutes to an hour.... Okay...
Okay...  We'll see you soon... Bye."

	Kara closed her phone, but looked a bit uneasy.

	"What's wrong?"

	"I... I don't know how they're going to react to all this.
What they're going to think about me... us... all of us."

	"You mean about our... umm... loving household?"

	"Yeah, pretty much.  And about me not being a superhero here.
And... well..."

	"I think I understand.  This is your private vacation spot,
separate from your other life.  And now your other life is intruding."

	"It sounds terrible, doesn't it.  I suddenly feel so selfish
and... and greedy... and ungrateful.  I mean, they came planning to
rescue me, to help me, and I just want them not to be here."

	"Don't worry about it.  It's a natural reaction.  After all,
you're only huma... uhhh... Kryptonian.  Maybe you can view it as...
you're the host and they're the visiting guests from your old
hometown."

	She laughed a little at this.  "And what about our... what did
you call it?... our 'loving household'?  I'm pretty sure they'd be
fine with it if it was just you and me, but with the harem-like
atmosphere we have... I don't know."

	This time I laughed a little.  "Well, if they have a problem
with us, then they can't join in."

	"Hey, lover, I'm not sure I'm willing to share you with them."

	"Actually, from what you've told me about Wonder Woman, I have
to think about whether or not I want to share you with her, hmmmm?"

	She grinned.  "Come on.  I know you want to see me make out
with the Princess."

	"True," I admitted.  "But do you think she'd be willing to
allow an audience?"

	"Well, maybe if you turn on your charm."

	"Charm?  Check.  But seriously, are you going to be okay?"

	"Yes.  Well, I don't know, but I think I'll be fine."  She
sighed deeply. "You know, back home, there's no one I would be willing
to talk to like this.  Thank you."

	"Hey, just remember, if there are any problems with them, you
are much more important.  If worse comes to worse, I'll give them a
wad of cash and they can go off by themselves.  But I doubt it'll come
to that.  You, my dear, are going to be their lifeline.  
	"First of all, they're probably going to a bit messed up
without their powers, so they'll need to adjust to that.  Second,
you're their ticket home. When you eventually go back, you can tell
your super-scientist friends and they'll retrieve Diana and Zatanna
remotely or something.  Y'know, using the super-science from your
world to pluck them out of this one."

	We had actually discussed this before.  She was fairly sure
someone from her world would be able to grab people from other
dimensions without actually having to visit the other dimensions.

	She stayed silent.

	"I think they'll actually end up being jealous.  You get to
visit here regularly, get to unwind and relax and have fun.  They'll
only get this one visit. Probably.  Can't imagine they'll want to come
back if they can't guarantee a return trip."

	"Jealous?  You certainly have a high opinion of your world."

	I reached over and put my hand on her leg.  "Kara, I'm judging
by you yourself.  I can see you miss your home sometimes, but I'm
pretty certain you're happy here most of the time."

	She put her hands over mine, squeezing me affectionately
before returning it to me so I could concentrated on driving.

	"You're right.  I wish I could switch back and forth between
worlds whenever I wanted to."

	I moved the conversation to inconsequentials for the rest of
the drive out to the cabin. 


	As we pulled up in my minivan, two women stepped out to meet
us.  Despite it being late July, middle of the day, in Texas (ie.
slightly over 100 degrees), both were wearing trench coats. 

	I had included them as part of their outfits, given they were
supposedly coming from an evening out (and needed to hide their
costumes... seriously, a lot of comic book characters hide their
costumes with trench coats, as if that ever actually worked), but why
in the world were they wearing them in this heat?  It's not like
they're in the middle of a crowd.

	Regardless the two of them looked beautiful.

	Princess Diana had long beautiful raven-black hair hiding most
of her tiara.  I'm no stylist, but it had a natural curving sweep to
it.  Her figure was well hidden by the coat, but I knew it was slim
and powerful with D cups held up by the golden eagle of her costume's
neckline.

	Zatanna's legs showed under her slightly shorter coat, encased
in her trademark fishnet stockings.  She wore a classic black tophat,
which was actually fairly expensive since I had ordered the best
magician's hat I could find (no rabbit included).  Under the coat, she
had on a cross between a classic tuxedo and a Vegas showgirl outfit.
Her figure was approximately the same as Wonder Woman's.  Her breasts
were slightly smaller and her legs and neck slightly longer.

	Kara hopped out of the van and headed straight to the
raven-haired duo.

	"Di, Zana, welcome to my vacation world," she said as she
gestured around her with her hands.

	"Kara, are you all right?" Wonder Woman asked.

	"Yes, I'm fine."  She hugged them both at the same time.  "How
long have I been gone?"

	"About half an hour," Zatanna responded.  "We only noticed so
quickly because Diana was sure you should have arrived early or
on-time to the club.  I did a quick tracking spell and found you
weren't in our dimension, so we followed."

	Kara grinned ruefully.  "You should have checked in with the
League or JSA first."

	Diana replied, "We did.  We radioed in.  Arrow was on duty,
and we told him that you had left the dimension and we were tracking
you."

	"But you didn't wait for him to check my file, did you?  It's
a long story, but this happens regularly.  I randomly come here every
so often and then return. The good news is that I'm only gone for a
few minutes or hours.  The bad news... well, there are a couple points
of bad news for you.
	"First, as I'm sure you noticed, the laws of physics are
slightly different here and most superpowers don't work.  Second, time
flows differently between the two worlds.  The 30 minutes back home
has lasted almost a year here."

	"A year?" they said simultaneously.

	"Over 11 months, to be more precise."

	"When will you go back?  And how?"

	"Like I said, it's random.  But it's longer every time.  My
first visit, I was here less than five minutes and disappeared back
home for a few seconds.  My last visit, I was here about 8 or 9 months
and disappeared back home for an hour. 
	"The time spent here and time lost there is inconsistent, but
it has significantly increased each time."

	I joined in at this point.  "Our best guess is that she'll
probably remain here for a few more years.  I hope."

	They both looked at me directly for the first time.

	Kara gestured between us.  "Diana Prince, Zatanna Zatara, may
I present my best friend in this world, Frank.  Frank, may I present
Wonder Woman and Zatanna."

	Diana jumped a bit at Kara's use of her psuedonym.

	"It's a pleasure to meet you both."  I extended my hand.
"Kara's told me so much about you."

	Zatanna never really had a secret identity.  Or maybe more
accurately, she's not as public a super-hero as Wonder Woman.  Diana
did not rely much on her civilian identity, but still apparently
didn't like it being thrown about so freely.

	As I shook each hand, I noticed a small shiver run through
each of them at my touch.  So it begins, I thought, grinning to
myself.  But I think I was able to keep my smile pleasant, free of
plotting lust.

	"If Kara trusts you, we'll give you the benefit of the doubt,
right Di?" said Zatanna warmly.

	"Of course," said Diana, obviously not entirely convinced.
"Now, what are the chances of us getting home?"

	Kara and I put on our serious faces.  "Not good."

	"I'm sorry, but their science is... Their laws of physics
don't allow the same things ours do, and..."  Kara looked at me
helplessly.

	"The super-science you seem to have in your world doesn't
exist here.  I like to think we're a technologically modern world, but
we've never been visited by aliens... at least as far as I know.  We
haven't visited any planets other than our own moon, though we have
sent a few probes out to land on Mars and Venus.  We don't have any
working theories about dimensional travel."

	Turning to face Zatanna directly, I continued.  "Magic almost
entirely consists of stage magicians doing tricks.  Some people
believe in real magic, but the existence of anything real has never
been proven."

	"I've already tried a few basic spells to no effect."  She
cleared her throat.  "Nruter su ot ruo emoh noisnemid.  See nothing."

	I had a thought.  "Here, let's do a quick experiment...
ummmm...  Princess, could you bring out your lasso?  Here, loop it
around me.  I bet it's still super strong, because that would be
intrinsic to its physical existence.  But I doubt its magic
truth-telling ability still works."

	She put the loop around me and tightened it slightly.

	"Ok, tell me the truth.  Can we go home?"

	"Yes, but not with anything we have here.  But that question
actually doesn't help prove things either way.  Here, if I may.  I
love ice cream.  I hate ice cream.  I'm a black teenage girl.  I'm an
old Chinese Kung Fu master.  See?"

	They were silent for a moment as I pulled off the golden
lariat.  Then Diana spoke up.  "So, we're stuck here?"

	Kara jumped in.  "Not forever.  From my conversations with Dr.
Hamilton at Star Labs, they can probably pull you back home from our
world once they know you're gone.  There's even a chance that your
call into the League triggered a call to Dr Hamilton who'll start
setting up to do that.  And if not, then once I get back, I can tell
him."

	"Why don't we continue this in the minivan with air
conditioning?" I suggested.  I locked up the cabin, and we all piled
in the van.

	"Are you hungry?"

	They both perked up at this and responded strongly in the
affirmative.  I took suggestions for fast food and drove us through a
Wendy's on the way home.

	But before we got home, I had to stop for a gas refill.  "Hey,
we haven't gotten to the best part!" I cackled gleefully.  "Kara,
while I pump the gas, why don't you take them into the station and
take a look at the magazine rack?"

	She immediately caught on to my idea and escorted them inside.
When I finished filling up, I went inside to find them stunned and
sorting through the comics.

	"Grab as many as you'd like, my treat.  We have more back at
the house."

	They left with half a dozen comics each.

	Back in the van, Diana said, "I know Kal talked about a world
like this, but I... it just never seemed real."

	"As far as I can tell, this isn't that world.  But yes.  Here
in this world, you're both comic book characters.  Oh, and I should
point out that there are no supervillains here either.  And while the
police are usually happy to accept community support, they tend to
send vigilantes to prison."

	Kara joined in.  "If I may, I recommend trying to view your
stay here as a vacation.  Or maybe a chance to learn any mundane
skills you want to as a private citizen.

	Zatanna said, "It sounds like we're going to need to get jobs
while we're here.  Do they require ID or birth certificates or
anything like that?"

	"Yes, but I can get you workable IDs while you're here.  They
probably won't be good enough to let you get passports or high
publicity jobs or high security positions, but they should be
sufficient for most anything else.
	"But at the same time, you don't have to work.  You're friends
of Kara, so I'll be more than happy to put you up."

	"Thank you, but if we're going to be here for years, I
wouldn't want to impose..."

	Kara interrupted.  "Wait until you see his new house before
you turn him down.  Frank here is loaded."

	"So how did you two meet?"

	"I met Frank on my very first visit.  He was the cutest little
10 year old kid you've ever seen."  And she launched into the story
(see Chapter 5).

	I had never heard her tell the story all at one time before,
and it was interesting to hear it from her perspective.  She gave
hints that we were in a relationship but only hints.  She also left
out any mention of Alpha, which I appreciated.

	She had covered all the basics of our story by the time we
arrived home.  I parked out front so they get a good view.

	"Welcome!  It's no Wayne Manor, but it's home."

	Zatanna said, "Very nice."  Diana was silent, but gave a nod.

	"We'll go shopping..." I looked at my watch.  It was already
mid-afternoon, and I really hated driving in and out of the metroplex
area during rush hour.  "...Probably tomorrow and get you each a
wardrobe to use while you're here.  I'm sure Kara and Anna can loan
you clothes for tonight."

	"Anna?"

	"Oh, I'm sorry.  I'm also hosting a friend from Japan who lost
her home, a pilot and engineering student, a couple of college
students and another lady tossed adrift through the dimensions. Anna
Marie was a mutant super-hero in her home dimension.  She made a wish
with a genie's lamp and ended up here."
	I paused.  "Actually, have either of you ever met the X-Men?
They're a mutant super-hero team from a dimension similar to yours."

	They looked at each other.  

	Diana said, "I have.  There was a young man who could travel
between dimensions and there was something strange that happened with
Dr Fate.  It's all a bit fuzzy, to tell the truth."

	"Well, then there's a chance you've met Anna before.  Her
super-hero name was Rogue, if that helps."

	She shrugged.

	Actually, they had no memory of each other.  I was pretty sure
they didn't actually meet in the comics in question, but I wasn't
positive.  Regardless, their memories did not include any meeting
between them.  On the other hand, they definitely knew some of the
same characters.  In particular, Storm and Wonder Woman had been
merged into a single person for the storyline in question.  [There are
a variety of crossover comics between DC and Marvel, but here I'm
mostly referring to the DC vs Marvel/Amalgam comics.]

	"Come on, take off your coats and come inside.  You must be
close to a heatstroke in those things."

	We went inside and I introduced them to Kasumi and Rei.  Anna
was outside sunbathing, so she didn't meet them until I gave the house
tour.

	They seemed a bit in shock, and I tried to be as accommodating
as possible.  I set them each up with a debit card to one of my
accounts and had basic ID to go with them by morning.  (Or rather,
Alpha did.)

	Rogue bonded with the newcomers much more easily than she had
with Kara, and they quickly figured out Diana's link with Storm.  By
this time, Anna had decided she preferred life here where she could
touch and be touched freely, though she still missed her friends and
colleagues.  The unexpected link to Ororo made her misty-eyed and sad,
so much so that I spent the night with her to try to cheer her up.

	I offered to let them borrow a car to drive wherever they
needed to go, knowing that they had no where else to go.  Diana
briefly jumped at the chance, but rapidly deflated once she realized
her situation.  

	Diana also started talking about going to see if Themyscira
(Paradise Island) existed on my world too.  Since our world has the
mystery of the Bermuda Triangle as well -- where Themyscira was
located apparently -- she felt that it might actually exist here too.

	I wasn't moving in on them as quickly as I had the previous
ladies in the house, but I made sure I paid close attention to them
and made skin-to-skin contact as often as possible.  When we were
close, I could see their eyes dilating, focusing on me.  They would
stumble over their sentences as they talked to me.  

	When I took them shopping the next day, I did my old trick of
asking them to put on a fashion show for me for fun, and I could see
their faces blushing and skin flushing as they did so.  I thought
Diana might balk at this, but she agreed.  (Zatanna was a natural
showman and very flirty.)

	Diana bought conservative but stylish clothes... and
everything she bought had a relatively low neckline.  Plus she
selected a number of large purses and handbags so she could continue
to keep her lasso with her.

	Zatanna bought a wider variety of clothes, but made sure
everything showed off her legs.  We made a separate trip to a magic
shop for her, but it turns out that the quality of most materials
there just wasn't up to her standards. Eventually she was able to find
some good magic resources online.  When she looked into materials for
"real" magic, she found very little that was familiar to her.

* * * * *

	Kara had more than one private conversation with Diana and
Zatanna, all of which Alpha monitored.

	The conversation on their third day turned out to be the most
interesting one.  Here is part of it:

Zatanna:  That reminds me, Kara.  Am I misreading the situation or has
Frank slept with almost everyone in the house?

Kara:  Ummm... that's a complex subject.

Diana:  How so?  It sounds like a simple Yes or No question to me.

Kara:  The short answer is Yes.

Zatanna:  Including you?

Kara:  Yes.  I started sleeping with him a few years ago, when he
turned 21.

Diana:  21?

Kara:  I know how it sounds.  At first I thought it was a mistake, but
then I realized how much he meant to me.  He was the first man I was
friends with before...  Look, I make no apologies for my costume.  But
when I wear it, men tend to see it, not me.  Frank was the first
person who was friends with me before he noticed the costume.  And
he's an amazing lover.  If I could do it and keep him safe, I'd bring
him back with me and marry him.  But we don't know what would happen
to him if he came back, let alone whether or not it's even possible.

Zatanna:  And the other women?

Kara:  Since I can't stay here permanently or take him with me, I
can't expect him to be exclusive to me.  Besides, I don't mind... or
rather, I LIKE sleeping with women almost as much as sleeping with
Frank.  And most of them are my friends too.

Diana:  "Almost as much"?  You prefer sleeping with men?

Kara:  Yes, I do.  Or at least I prefer sleeping with Frank.  You
probably would too if you tried it.

Diana:  Is that an invitation?

Kara:  Maybe.  Maybe for both of you.  I just... Look, I'm not always
as emotionally secure as I should be.  I don't mind sharing him, but
you're the first people I might share with who I already know.  You're
the first ones I'll have to continue to work with on an ongoing basis.
I would have to be sure that we could continue to work together just
fine."

Zatanna:  And that we wouldn't go telling stories, right?

Kara:  That too.  The way I think of it is... Okay, their version of
Las Vegas has this slogan.  'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.'
That's how I think of this world.  I don't do anything I would be
ashamed of, but still...

Zatanna:  That doesn't mean you want it in the papers, huh?

Kara:  Right.

Zatanna:  Is he really that good of a lover?

Kara:  Oh god, yes.  I think all of the girls have come so much we
passed out.

Zatanna:  Really...

Kara:  He's not super-human, but he is in great shape.  And he treats
each one of us differently.  He always makes sure we come more than
once and he seems to understand us at some basic, primal level.  He
can do things simply or break out the Kama Sutra.

Diana:  Cunnilingus?

Kara:  Definitely.  Sometimes I think he enjoys it as much as actual
fucking.

Diana:  Well, that's a pleasant surprise at least.  So are all of the
women here bi-sexual?

Kara:  To one degree or another.  Jane is the most enthusiastically
bi, but I've spent the night alone in bed with each of them.  Rei and
Daria are probably the most hetero of the group, but they still enjoy
a night of lady-lovin on occasion.  I think Daria is equally in love
with Frank and Jane, and any night spent with someone else is just for
fun.

Zatanna:  Kasumi too?  I mean, she seems a little too conservative for
all this.

Kara:  Normally I'd probably tend to agree with you.  I don't know the
whole story, but she met Frank right after she lost her family.  He
took her in and kept her from sinking, emotionally.  She's...  she's
special.  I'm pretty sure everyone in the house would fight tooth and
nail to protect her from just about anything.
The thing about Kasumi in bed... she's not an aggressive person.  You
almost always have to initiate things with her.  And be clean.  Shower
thoroughly before approaching her.  Or shower with her first thing,
which is more fun.

(Conversation continues with miscellaneous personal observations of
household inhabitants.)

Zatanna:  Although I'll admit to being curious, I've never slept with
a woman before.  Not sure I want to start right now.

Kara:  Well, sometimes we work out a schedule ahead of time.  There's
a calendar we keep when one of us wants him exclusively for an
evening, so we can check that. Frank doesn't know about it though, and
sometimes he has his own plans, so no guarantees.  Or you could jump
him during the day sometime.  That's what Anna did for her first time.

Zatanna:  Hmmm...

Diana:  I'm not convinced I want to join in.  It seems like he's set
up a personal harem for himself, and I'm not sure I would want to
participate in something like that.

Kara:  I can understand how it could look like that, but I think it's
more that we're sharing him around among us than he's taking advantage
of us.  He can be quite the charmer on occasion, but no one is being
forced to stay.  If you don't want to join in, we'll all respect that.

(silence for a minute)

Diana:  I'll tell you what.  If you want to join me, go ahead and
reserve an evening for us.

Kara:  Let's go check it out.  We keep the calendar in Jane's studio
area in the garage.

* * * * *

	For the record, Alpha had told me about their scheduling
calendar months ago, but I had specifically avoided ever looking at
it.  I liked the idea behind it and the odd spontaneity it created on
my end of things.  It was also fun to see Jane jump through hoops to
keep me from seeing it whenever I visited her studio area.

	I had to wonder how they would decide things if there were
schedule conflicts.  Peaceful negotiation?  Rock, Scissors, Paper?
Coin Flip?  Arm wrestling?

	That evening we had dinner as normal.  After dinner Daria,
Jane and Kasumi all had homework they needed to work on, so I asked
everyone else what they wanted to do.  There was a History Channel
show on bookbinding that Rei wanted to watch, but for some reason no
one seemed eager to join her in watching the no-doubt spellbinding
documentary.

	Which left Kara, Anna, Diana, Zatanna and myself.

	"So, that leaves us for this evening.  All of our
dimensionally-challenged super-heroines.  I suppose Kara, Anna and
Diana could have an arm-wrestling contest while Zatanna and I watch,
but I bet we can be more productive than that.
	"How about something to help you all acclimate a bit more
easily to my world. We could watch a historical movie... or play
Trivial Pursuit, me versus the rest of you.  Or you could trade
stories of super-heroics.  Or... any other suggestions?"

	Kara chimed in, "Too bad Jane is busy.  She'd suggest naked
Twister."

	I laughed.  "And I'd veto the suggestion since I doubt all of
you would be comfortable with it.  Next suggestion?"

	Anna said, "Ah don't know about the rest of you, but Ah want
to relax in the hot tub.  Maybe a movie out there?  Or we could soak
while we trade stories."

	When the weather warmed up to allow swimming this year, a few
of the ladies had expressed interest in hot tub movies, so we had
gotten a projection screen TV we could wheel outside.

	"Sounds good to me.  Any objections or other suggestions?"

	Everyone seemed to be amenable, so we broke up to go change
into our swim suits.  I swiftly changed into my white swim trunks,
grabbed a stack of large towels and headed back downstairs.

	I saw Anna in her hot pink micro-bikini and asked her to wheel
out the screen while I sorted through the DVDs for a few
possibilities.  Good movies with some degree of historical accuracy...
something to provide a bit of background for our world.  As I browsed,
I realized that most non-fiction movies were really depressing.

	I ended up with Patton, Glory, Mississippi Burning, Amadeus,
Gods and Generals, Walk the Line, United 93, and the John Adams
miniseries.  I avoided Oliver Stone movies because the last thing I
needed was a bunch of super-heroes watching JFK and believing in the
conspiracy theories.  After thinking about it, I dumped Patton too;
Wonder Woman would probably get upset at the whole men-at-war theme.

	Then I came to my senses and realized I was about to be in a
hot tub with a bunch of really hot, independent women and pulled out
Gone With the Wind.

	By the time I made it out there, I found the ladies all
settling in.  Anna, as I said, had a microscopically small hot pink
bikini.  Zatanna had found a one-piece at the store printed so that it
looked a lot like her tuxedo costume.  Kara was wearing a one piece
with strategic holes so it looked more like a bikini with connecting
straps.  And Diana was wearing a non-micro bikini festooned with the
color design of the American flag.

	I felt positively drab in my simple white trunks, but I seemed
to be drawing a bit more attention than I probably should.  I looked
down at myself and noticed that my cock had grown a bit looking at the
ladies and was now poking out the bottom of my trunks.

	I whirled around quickly and pulled my trunks down,
rearranging my penis back into place, while Anna and Kara whistled and
whooped at me.  While I am often deliberately casual about my state of
undress -- to get those implants pumping their lustful goodies into
the brains of my ladies -- I honestly don't mean to keep making it
R-rated.

	Turning back to the ladies, I hit play on the remote and said,
"Ladies, may I present one of the most popular historical dramas of
all time, Gone With the Wind. While it does not present an accurate
portrayal of slavery, it is probably a decent portrayal of white
antebellum society for the upper classes."

	Kara had saved a spot for me between her and Diana, and I had
to wonder if they were to be my bedmates for the night.

	I didn't pay much attention to the movie, but the ladies
appeared to greatly enjoy it.  Only 15 minutes or so into the show,
Kara pulled my right arm behind her head so I was holding her
shoulders against me.  A minute later, she very unsubtly grabbed my
left hand, leaned over and draped my arm behind Diana's head.

	I felt Diana stiffen, but she didn't object or move my hand
away.  It took her a couple minutes, but she soon relaxed into me and
even draped her arm behind my head to match.  By the end of the movie,
she had leaned her head against me three times for at least half an
hour total.  (I'm sure her feminist independence was warring with the
raw desire being pumped into her brain.)

	Kara didn't want to waste her arm on such a mundane position.
Her left hand slid into my trunks and slowly stroked me throughout the
movie.  I responded by dropping my hand down to caress her breast and
tease her nipple through the fabric of her suit.  She didn't let me
come, but made sure to keep me interested.

	That alone would have made for an interesting movie, but Anna,
sitting across from me, hunched down in the water so only her head was
poking above the edge of the hot tub, had other ideas.  Once everyone
had settled into place, she reached down and found one of my feet.
She guided my toes into her crotch, pulling her bikini bottom aside so
my digits could enter her pussy.  It was an awkward position, but we
had plenty of time and I enjoyed the challenge.  She came quietly
about the time Rhett carried Scarlett upstairs.  I kept at her, but
I'm not sure if she came again or not.

	I'm pretty sure the others knew something was going on with
Anna, and maybe Diana noticed Kara's interest in my crotch.

	I realized at the end that it was possible the other ladies
thought Anna was masturbating, which would be very embarrassing for
her.  I decided that it would be less embarrassing if they found out
about my toe action, so when we finished and Anna turned around, I
made sure my leg shot up briefly so there was no doubt what the source
of her quiet orgasm had been.

	"So, did you all enjoy the movie?"

	"Most definitely," said Kara.  "It was a really different
movie than our version.  They completely left out the subplot about
Rhett Butler dressing up as the Confederate Ghost to fight crime."

	"Huh?"

	Zatanna picked up the conversation thread.  "Yeah, I mean the
Confederate Ghost was fictional, but I heard he was based on a real
Confederate era super-hero. Though his status as super-hero was
debatable.  A quarter of the crimes he fought involved retrieving
escaped slaves."

	"Okay, I'm 90% positive you're joking.  Diana, you are a model
of truthfulness.  Please tell me they're making it up."

	"I don't know.  I've never seen the movie before.  But I
thought it was excellent, very well done."

	I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.  "I'm glad you
enjoyed it and aren't trying to make fun of my ignorance of your
world."  I was pleased to see her blush slightly and, if I was not
mistaken, squeeze her legs together slightly.

	Kara burst out laughing and admitted her deception.  I tried
to tickle her in response, but her armpit was impenetrable to my
questing fingers.

	We were all starting to prune up, so we reluctantly exited the
hot tub, dried off and headed inside, rolling the screen back in with
us.

	The ladies all seemed to know what was going on, as Anna and
Zatanna went upstairs by themselves and Kara drew me into a kiss as
Diana watched.

	I broke the kiss off and asked, "Kara, what do you have
planned?"

	"I convinced Diana that she needs to give you a try in bed,
but she wants me there too."

	"Well, I have no objection, but Diana?  Kara isn't just trying
to pressure you into this, is she?"

	She smiled.  "Possibly so, but I have no serious objections."

	I went to her and put my hands on her shoulders.  Physical
contact always enhances her implant's reactions to me.  "Me, I'm all
excited about this, but you have to be sure too.  Diana, do you want
me to make love to you?"

	Her eyes were dilated and fixed on me, her breathing increased
slightly, and I think she was trembling slightly.  "Yes."

	I pulled her in and kissed her as softly and gently as I
could, treating as though she were made of porcelain.  I pulled back,
moved my arms down slightly and pulled her in tightly, this time
kissing her with a hard intensity.  

	I was trying to gauge her reactions, to see which she
responded to more.  It was difficult to tell.  She seemed to be
partially locked up, like a deer responding passionately to oncoming
headlights.

	"Kara, I do believe Diana needs someone to sweep her off her
feet.  Would you do the honors?"  Diana, like Kara, weighed over 200
lbs due to her dense muscles and bones... but I would never be foolish
enough to mention this to either of them.

	Kara was grinning as she moved to Diana and swept her up in
her arms.  I walked beside her, one hand alternately stroking the back
of each of their heads.  Diana was practically shivering at this
point.  (I was starting to wonder if maybe her implant wasn't working
a bit too hard.  Her eyes shouldn't be losing focus that much.  Not
that she was in any danger, of course.  I just didn't want to mess her
up too badly.)

	When we entered my bedroom, Diana saw my bed for the first
time and seemed to snap out of it briefly.

	"Great Hera!  You could fit Giganta on that bed."

	Kara and I both laughed.  Kara commented, "I said the same
thing the first time I saw it."

	As she was lowered onto the bed, she mused, "You know, Giganta
twice stuffed me up her cunt.  The second time I was tempted to punch
her clit black and blue, but I couldn't do that to a fellow woman,
criminal or not."

	"Giganta sounds like she is quite the X-rated foe.  But she's
not our focus tonight," I said as I knelt by her on the bed.

	I paused for a moment, relishing the geeky enormity of my
situation.  I had both Power Girl and Wonder Woman on my bed at the
moment... wearing only tiny bathing suits... waiting for me to fuck
them.

	"Kara, help me relax Diana for a few minutes."

	We lay down on either side of her, our hands trailing across
her body, caressing every inch of flesh available as our lips started
their exploration of her face.  I reached Diana's mouth first and
gently pried open her lips to stroke her teeth with my tongue,
encouraging her to open and accept my intrusion.  Her jaw opened as my
fingers teased her bikini-covered nipple, rubbing it further into
rigidity.

	After I had kissed her for a moment, I gave ground to Kara,
who moved in to capture Diana's lips.  I started moving down her body,
kissing her jawline, neck, breast... I gave her nipple a lick through
the fabric of her bikini... I trailed my tongue down her ribs to her
belly button, briefly digging in.

	With my hands on her hips, I pulled the bikini panties down
her long, smooth legs and dropped it to the floor.  She had a small
patch of trimmed hair above her pussy, leaving the lips bare.  I
admired her gorgeous pussy as I pressed lightly on her thighs,
silently asking her to spread her legs.

	To be honest, I wasn't originally planning to start with
cunnilingus this time.  I was worried I might be getting too
predictable.  Well, let's face it, I am predictable.  Then I heard the
playback of their earlier conversation and how Diana apparently had a
special appreciation for men who licked cunts, which does makes sense
given the character's background.

	Wonder Woman's pussy was indeed beautiful.  It was started to
open slightly, with plumping, dark pink labia swelling and glistening
with juices.  A large clit, about the size of the nail on my
forefinger, poked out from beneath its hood, begging to be licked and
stroked.

	I settled into position and started my oral explorations with
a general sweep up her mound of Venus, tasting the familiar blandness
of the newly grown womanhood.  It would start to have a normal flavor
within a couple days, but a quirk of the growing process kept it
flavorless to begin with.

	I moved my tongue to start digging into her pussy channel
while my fingers and the tip of my nose started teasing her clitoris.
After a couple minutes, I switched so that now my fingers were curling
up inside her and my lips and tongue were sucking on her clit.  For a
moment, I formed a seal over her clit and just sucked hard, trying to
create a vacuum seal around her sensitive nub and pull it out even
further, then I collapsed the suction and attacked it with my tongue
and lips while at the same time I curled my fingers up, searching for
her g-spot.  She came explosively, her hips thrusting up, throwing my
head away from her momentarily.  My fingers kept her going though,
drawing out the orgasm so it lasted for at least half a minute.

	I sat back and waited for her to calm down.  I love how women
look during and just after orgasm, even moreso if I just caused said
orgasm.  Plus at some point Kara had removed Diana's bikini top so I
could now watch her breasts rolling back and forth as her lungs
heaved.  

	Her nipples were dark pink, a perfect half inch diameter cone
surrounded by a 2 or 3 inch diameter aureola.  Her breasts looked
deceptively soft as they moved around, but they had the same
resilience and toughness as light kevlar, though of course they felt
considerably nicer than any body armor.

	After she had calmed down, I grabbed a condom, but then
hesitated to put it on.

	"Kara?  I hate to ask, but there's no way I'm going to last
very long right now.  What I really need is to get off quickly so I
can give Diana the fun she needs."

	She lazily sat up from where he had been kissing and stroking
her fellow superhero.  "Sure thing.  Mouth or pussy?"

	"How about if we give her something interesting to eat while I
fuck her.  Maybe a nicely flavored vagina?"

	She smiled at this and lay down next to Diana, who was
watching with interested eyes.

	It only took about a minute and a half for me to pump Kara's
massaging pussy full of my (hopefully flavorful) sperm.  I played with
her clit as I pumped, but still didn't last long enough to bring her
off.

	I spent a moment kissing her before slowly pulling out and
turning to Wonder Woman.

	"Diana, I don't suppose you're on the pill, are you?"

	"No, I'm afraid not."

	"That's fine."  My dick hadn't flagged noticeably so I pulled
on the condom.

	I knew it wasn't needed in the slightest.  Kara, Anna and
Diana were all completely sterile.  Since there was virtually no
chance their enhanced musculature would allow a fetus to grow and
stretch their bellies, Alpha had cleared their eggs of all genetic
material for health and safety reasons.  But I knew I had to play the
game as if I didn't know.

	As I moved back between her legs, I looked her in the eye and
touched her thigh intimately.  "Diana, are you sure you want this?"

	I never played fair when I asked questions like this.  Right
now her hormones were going wild and her brain was being filled with
chemicals inducing lust, joy and euphoria... and the implant would
just keep increasing the doses a bit at a time until she climaxed with
me.  But for those times when we weren't in bed or she wasn't with me,
she would still remember how I refused to force myself on her and gave
her every chance to say no... how this night was entirely her own
choice.

	Her eyes were starting to glaze over a little again, and she
mutely nodded yes.  I had her raise her hips slightly and pushed a
pillow under her ass to give me a better angle of entry.

	I leaned over to kiss her as I slowly pushed my cock into her
warm, tight, wet and waiting vagina.  Her Kegels weren't as strong as
Kara's, but they were still strong and enhanced, gripping me tightly
as I entered her intimate recesses.

	I pulled back from the kiss and helped Kara position herself
over Diana's waiting mouth.

	I started a slow movement in and out as I told her to "Help
your friend.  She really needs a good orgasm too."

	I wish I could have kissed Kara while fucking Diana, but the
angle just wasn't there to allow it.  Maybe if Kara had been a foot
and a half shorter... and facing the other direction.  But after I
started kissing her shoulder blades, Kara caught on a little and
reversed her position so she was facing me.  It meant Diana couldn't
suck on her clit quite as easily (and Diana's nose was probably in
Kara's ass), but it gave me perfect access to Power Girl's wonderful
breasts.  And she would occasionally lean down for a deep wet kiss
with me.

	After a few minutes of fucking like this, I lifted one of
Diana's legs up over my shoulder so I could pound inside her a bit
more deeply.  I think I was actually touching her cervix from this
position.  In a brief moment of lucidity, I had Kara hold onto the leg
for me.  This was a good idea, because when Diana came a moment later,
her leg tried to slam down and catch me between her thighs, which
probably would have bruised me pretty badly.

	Kara seized up as well, probably coming from Diana's crying
out into her vagina.  I gave her a hard suck to her nipples to enhance
the experience.

	Once Diana had finished her thrashing, I lifted her other leg
into Kara's grasp and started pounding hard.  I fucked her that way
for at least another 15 minutes through 3 or 4 more orgasms that
seemed to flow quite easily now, until my own orgasm caught up with
me.

	Kara came at least one more time herself, but she seemed to
receive most of her enjoyment watching both of us come.

	We laid down alongside Diana again, each toying with one of
her titties, teasing the nipples and giving them occasional light
pulls.

	"Goddess, that was wonderful.  I've never come like that with
a man before."

	I grinned.  "So what should we do next?  I should be good for
at least one more go-round."  My penis was still at half-mast, having
refused to go soft so far.

	Diana said, "Kara hasn't had much attention from you this
evening."

	"But this is your night tonight," responded the blonde
bombshell.

	"Well, I could move back and forth between you two while
you... here, Diana, lay down on top of Kara... no, no, face to face...
there, now both of you spread your legs, but keep your pussies on top
of each other."  

	I forgot to put on a condom this time, but in my defense, it
was a sight to make a man forget everything else.

	I moved behind them, facing two sets of gorgeous legs framing
two beautiful sets of pussy lips rubbing against each other.  Their
breasts and lips were pressed together as they started making love to
each other.

	First I simply inserted my penis between their bodies, rubbing
it between their pressed vaginas and clits.  I could hear their
muffled moans as I masturbated their clits with my penis.  They were
deep kissing most of the time now, groaning into each other's mouths.

	Shifting my angle up and down, I pumped into each cunt for
half a dozen strokes, then pulled out and pumped the other.  I tried
to change my speed every few minutes and spend time and attention on
their clits as well.  Before long, they were both coming freely and
too often for me to get an accurate count.

	This scenario was a dream come true for me and although a bit
tired, I was good to go for at least half an hour doing this, having
come twice already.

	The ladies were a bit insensible by the time I came, spewing
my white ropes between their sweating bodies.

	After I recovered sufficiently, I went to the restroom to wipe
myself down with a clean damp cloth, then took it into the bedroom to
clean them up.  Kara was licking Diana's belly clean as I went to
clean her up.  (I'm sure Kara would have preferred Diana to lick her
clean as well, but Diana was still out of it.)

	I tossed the cloth into the laundry hamper and turned off the
lights.  I gave Kara a kiss, saying "I think we did a good job
tonight."

	"Definitely," she whispered back as I crawled in-between the
two super-ladies to go to sleep.


	Apparently both ladies woke up before I did the next morning
because they were whispering back and forth over my head.  I wish I
had the mental awareness to fake sleep so I could listen in, but my
mind is usually pretty muddled just after waking.

	"Oh, speak of the devil, I think he's awake."

	"Good morning, honey."  Kara leaned over to kiss me on the
cheek.  "We were just saying we both had a great time last night."

	"Yes, I can quite understand why Kara is so taken with you."

	I tried to shake the sleep from my head.  "Glad you enjoyed
it.  Lot of fun myself."

	"I think I'd like to do this again sometime."

	"Talk to her," I said, nodding toward Kara.  "Most of the
time, they decide for me.  I'm their sex slave."

	Kara grinned.  "Damn right, you are!"

	"But you better like me because of more than just the sex,
or... no, actually, that'd still be okay."

	Kara laughed.  "If I only cared for you because of this," here
she grabbed my cock, half-hard at the moment, "I wouldn't keep coming
back."

	"Oh, good."  I reached over and pulled both ladies in for a
hug and kiss. "This is a great way to wake up in the morning:
Sandwiched between two hot naked super-ladies.  And as much as I like
it, there's only one thing I want more at the moment... and that's a
trip to the bathroom."

	They giggled as I crawled out from between them and hurried
off to relieve myself.

	By the time I finished and quickly gargled and brushed my
teeth, Diana was gone, so I invited Kara to join me for a morning
shower.  We didn't have sex, but we took our time, washing each other
intimately.  I let Kara shave me which she did with sharp focus.  We
discussed last night for a while.  Kara was certain that Diana was now
hooked on me and would be available as a bedmate for as long as she
was here.  She also hinted that I should try hitting on Zatanna.

	Kara went to dress while I proceeded downstairs for breakfast.
The college girls were up and gone and the rest of us were still in
bed, except for Kara, Diana and myself.  Diana and Kara came
downstairs together as I was getting eggs, bacon, toast, yogurt,
fruit, juice and coffee all together for everyone.  Zatanna showed up
a couple minutes later before it started getting cold.  Anna and Rei
were on their own for breakfast apparently.

	I noticed Zatanna giving me a lot of sidelong glances
throughout the morning. I made it a little easier for her to approach
me by limiting my basement time to half an hour.  Sure enough, around
1 pm while the others were suspiciously absent, Zatanna sought me out
while I was reading the morning paper.

	"Hi, Frank.  Could I borrow you for a few minutes?"

	"Sure thing, Miss Zatanna.  What can I do for you?"

	"Please, my friends call me Zana."

	"All right, Zana, what can I do for you?"

	"I am trying to put together a new act, without my powers.
I'm a long way away, but I have a couple tricks that are almost
ready."

	"You want me to be a test audience?"

	"Pretty much.  Come on.  I'm set up in the TV room."

	As we walked, I said, "Zana, this whole situation is
especially hard on you, isn't it?  You may be stuck here for 5 or 10
or more years out of the prime of your life.  And it's not the same
for Kryptonians or immortal amazons, is it?"

	I put an arm around her should and gave her a sideways hug.
"I know I can't honestly say I know what it feels like, but I'm...
we're all here for you."

	"Thank you.  From the sound of it, we might be sleeping on the
streets if not for you."

	"Eh, you're all pretty resourceful.  I'm sure you would have
figured something out.  So this means you're planning to resume your
stage career?"

	"It's what I know, and enjoy.  I haven't given up on the
possibility of using real magic while I'm here, but it's going to be a
long, slow process.  It's all different here."

	Actually, she was holding up very well, overall and at the
moment... especially since I was in close physical contact with her
right now.  She was obviously a bit flushed and distracted, but she
maintained a lot more control over herself than most of the women with
my implants.  (This should have raised a couple warning flags.)

	"Anything you need, we'll help you out.  Seriously.  If you
need old books or eye of newts or such, I can help finance it.  If you
need the spear of destiny or the necronomicon you might be out of
luck, but anything obtainable..."

	She gave a small laugh.  "I'll let you know.  Right now, the
bank card you gave me is more than enough... and more than generous."

	"I'm just sorry we couldn't set up your ID with your actual
name.  It's just a little too unique."  Zatanna's new ID read
Annabelle Tara Zane, kind of a mishmash of her first and last names.

	"That's all right.  Now have a seat.  My tricks so far are
fairly basic.  I'll need to build my own equipment for anything big."

	She gave a 15 minute show, with a variety of staple tricks,
including water pouring into paper, a floating handkerchief,
handkerchiefs turning into flowers and a playing card that seemed to
wander all over her body.  As she said, they were basic tricks, but
she performed them flawlessly.  I mean, I know how a couple of them
are performed, and even then I couldn't see her actually doing it.

	I clapped enthusiastically when she finished.

	"That was excellent!  Your sleight of hand is perfect."

	"Thank you, kind sir.  I'm actually embarrassed doing such
basic prestidigitation, but I have to rebuild my skills."

	"I understand.  It certainly looks like you're already ready
to play children's parties.  At this rate in a week or two, you'll be
ready for a Shriner's convention."

	She laughed.  

	"I'm also working on some interactive palming."  She held up
my wristwatch.

	Reflexively, I immediately looked at my wrist, which was
unexpectedly bare.

	"Here, let me put that back on for you."

	I stood up as she walked over.  She carefully put the watch
back on my wrist, caressing my hand and arm slightly.

	"I didn't even notice.  That's amazing."

	"I also have this," she said, holding up my wallet.  "You
should really start keeping it in your front pocket.  It's much
safer."

	"Wow."

	"Well, I only took them because you were stealing my cards."

	"What?"

	She started reaching into my pockets, pulling out playing
cards.  I'm pretty sure she took my wallet when she replaced my watch
and that the cards were never actually in my pockets, but it was a
testament to her skills that I really couldn't catch her at it.

	Her actions, as skillful as they may be, were most definitely
unprofessional. She was caressing me every time she dipped a hand into
my pockets.  And without a shirt breast pocket, her hands were all
over my jeans.

	It only took a few intimate touches before she provoked a
response, as my penis grew hard, meeting her touch as she dipped a
hand into my right front pocket again.  When her fingers touched it
through the cloth of my pocket, she stopped and started deliberately
stroking it.

	"I've been trying to figure out how it is that you're in this
situation.  A house full of women, all eager to have sex with you.  It
just doesn't seem to make sense, no matter how good of a lover you
are."

	Mental warning bells started ringing loudly, and I tried to
hide my alarm. Given that I was already seizing up a bit from her
attention to my cock, I just let that flow.

	"I don't know why... just really lucky I met Kara."

	"And the rest of us?  I mean Wonder Woman was gossiping like a
school girl about how wonderful you were last night.  She doesn't do
that.  Ever.  And you suddenly became rich only a few years ago?"

	"Huh?  It wasn't sudden.  It took years for my investment
programs to take off."

	"Fairly sudden.  And convenient.  You know what it sounds like
to me?  Magic."

	Ahah.  Now I understood. 

	"Even now, I can't help but feel a very strong attraction to
you.  Touching you makes it almost overwhelming.  It's very difficult
to keep focused, but mental focus is a major part of what I do."

	I lifted her hand out of my pocket.  "Maybe for you, but if
you want to accuse me of something, I'm going to need my head clear to
defend myself."

	She went on.  "And now that I'm not touching you, the
attraction, while still VERY strong, is definitely lessened.
	"I'm fairly well versed in magical control in all of its
variations.  This isn't actual mental domination or control.  There is
an actual fight for control, but not with another entity like with
possession.  It's not hypnosis.  Maybe magical hypnosis, but there are
too many physical reactions for that to be likely.
	"I'm pretty sure it's a strong mental compulsion reinforced
with physical... something physical... not coercion, but
encouragements and rewards.
	"It's definitely unnatural, but not so strong that it can't be
resisted or so unnatural that it can't be hidden or mistaken for
something odd but within the realm of normality."

	While she spoke, I took a moment to gather myself.  My
erection wasn't flagging, but hopefully I had enough blood left over
to run my brain properly.  She stood a couple steps away, watching me.

	This was similar to how I imagined possible problems if I
created a super-scientist, like Washu from Tenchi Muyo or the Test
sisters from Johnny Test.  I guess I should have given the same
consideration to strong magic users.

	"Okay, if I understand you, you think I did some kind of magic
to get rich and make women fall in love with me?"

	"You have all the classic signs of a magical wish fulfillment.
Just to let you know, those kinds of spells or objects always have
their price.  Things will balance out."

	"Hmmm... I'm trying to think of ways to convince you I'm not
using any magic. I mean, I can explain everything, but the problem
with magic is that you can just keep coming back with the argument
that magic influenced him or her or caused this or that to happen.
	"I mean, you've seen my computer setup in the basement.  My
Alpha program runs on those systems and manages my investments which
is how I made my money. There's nothing magic about it.
	"The various people living in the house are mostly here
because I'm trying to help them.  Everyone is here because of
different reasons, but they all came here on their own."

	"Uh huh."  She was obviously not quite believing me.  "If you
have any runes or magic markings around, they're very well hidden, so
I'm guessing you have a powerful artifact of some kind."

	"Is there any spell or ritual you can do to convince yourself
that nothing magical is going on?"

	"If it was a spell, then probably.  For an artifact?  No, not
really.  So where is it?"

	"Darn it.  Okay, I give.  Alpha, turn her off."

	"What..." she started to ask, then fell over.  I tried to
catch her, but she toppled over backwards and I couldn't reach her in
time.  She probably ended up with a nasty bump on her head.

	"Alpha, is anyone else nearby?"

	In my earpiece, she responded.  "Anna is in the kitchen,
getting some food. She is the only one who would see you right now if
you carried Zatanna to the basement."

	"Okay.  Start prepping for a brain rewrite for Zatanna.  You
have all of her data saved, right?"

	"Yes, I update the memory backups for all of our creations
every day."

	"We'll need to make a few changes and create a new version of
today for her.  Does it look like Anna will be in the kitchen very
long?"

	"No, she is dressed for sunbathing and appears to be making a
sandwich."

	Three minutes later, I quietly carried Zatanna down to the
basement.  Alpha and I talked as I stripped her down to go into the
nanite goo tank.  (The goo was annoying, but was something like 10
times more efficient than applying the nanites goo-free because of
improved nanite movement and heat dissipation.)

	Within 15 minutes, Zatanna's memories were being wiped, a
process which only took 30 minutes.  Reapplying the memories would
take significantly longer, probably about 8 hours.

	Alpha and I discussed various ways of keeping Zatanna the same
but convincing her that I wasn't controlling everyone or abusing
magic.

	Eventually, we decided on a multi-prong attack.  

	First, when Zatanna did her original tracking spell to find
Kara, she would also remember doing a brief remote analysis of Kara's
situation, determining that there was no magic involved.

	Second, we added the certain and absolute knowledge that
anyone using wish-fulfilling spells or artifacts had easily observable
backlash happening at the same time.  For example, making someone fall
in love with you might result in horrendous body odor or hideous skin
rashes.  Or becoming rich might make you paranoid or start killing off
your friends or something.

	Third, we reduced her experience with magical mental
influence.

	Fourth, we gave her a magical aura sight, or more accurately,
a triggered visual hallucination.  If something or someone was magic
or had a spell on it, it would have a faint blue tinge when she looked
at it.  Specifically, whenever she looked at Kasumi, she would imagine
seeing a faint blue aura.  (Yes, she, Diana and Anna were all
supposedly transported via magic, but we decided that since the
transportation was complete, so was the magic.  And we made sure she
came to that realization too.)

	The aura sight addition would take an extra 6 hours, so
Zatanna wouldn't be ready to go again until early tomorrow morning.

	To explain the intervening time, she would remember having
lots of mind-blowing sex with me here in the basement, which left her
sleeping the rest of the day.  Bringing her down to the basement for
sex was breaking one of my rules, but I couldn't figure another way
around it.  It was the only place in the house where no one else could
find her if they were looking for her.

	We also added in a conversation between the two of us where I
explained Kasumi's 'magic clone' origins to explain her aura to
Zatanna.  The conversation also emphasized that while there was some
active magic in parts of Japan and China, it was all cursed and
nothing good ever came of it and the people living there were guarding
it from getting out.

	The nanites also fixed the bump on the back of her head, but
there was one other unpleasant task to perform.  She needed to have a
very sore vagina.

	While Zatanna is incredibly attractive, I have no interest
whatsoever in raping an unconscious, unresponsive woman.  There were
no dildos in the basement, but I eventually found a can of compressed
air that was approximately the same size as my cock.  I emptied it and
covered the end of it in quick-drying plaster so it was smoothed out.

	As I was working on it, Alpha interrupted my thought process.

	"Frank, I believe there is one other problem that needs
attending with Zatanna's mental rewrite."

	"What did we miss?"

	"I believe she may have hidden something significant in her
bedroom.  If you'll look at the monitor, I will display the relevant
video."

	The video was from the hidden camera in the room she shared
with Diana. Zatanna was apparently putting something under?  No, into
her mattress.  Some small cut or hole maybe?

	"Excellent catch.  I'll check it out tonight."

	Then I took a nap.

	The makeshift dildo was ready to go around dinnertime, but
that was when I had to emerge from the basement for dinner.

	I left instructions with Alpha that everyone should be turned
off when they go to sleep tonight.  I needed to be able to move about
the house freely after dark.

	I explained to everyone that Zatanna had over-exerted herself
and was sleeping, making sure they all understood that to mean she was
tired out from a marathon of sex.  We left a plate of food for her in
the fridge.

	My personal problem was that I had been suffering from blue
balls all day, while I was supposed to have been having sex all day.
Theoretically, I should be worn out and go without sex tonight to
avoid any possible story conflicts.

	Fuck it, I decided.  I had made these women for sex, and sex I
was going to have.

	Around nine, I hunted down Daria and Jane for some fun.  Daria
was watching Jane play Dance Dance Revolution in the game room.  I
walked in, heaved Jane's sweaty body over my shoulder, grabbed Daria
by the wrist and took them both to their room.  

	Jane said "Hey!" but didn't otherwise object.

	Once we got to their room, Daria protested with a hidden grin.
"So, you think we're just your sex toys?  That you can grab us and
play with us whenever you want?"

	"Yes, I do.  And that's a good idea.  Tonight you will be my
sex toys!"

	I tossed Jane onto her bed, told them both to strip and
started digging around in Jane's drawer of toys.

	By the time I dug out what I was after, they were both naked.

	Daria, looking a bit wide-eyed but obviously turned on, said,
"I thought you were going to be all drained tonight."

	"I might be except that Zana kept passing out before I came.
Now, put these on." 

	I tossed both of them wrist and ankle restraints, the kind
that buckle on with a big d-ring/clasp.  While they did that, I hooked
restraint chains to the four corners of one bed.

	"Jane, lie down, spread-eagle." 

	She did so and I chained her down.  She wasn't tied down
tightly, but she wasn't going to be able to free herself easily.  I
maneuvered Daria on top of Jane in a 69 position and connected her
wrists to Jane's ankles and her ankles to Jane's wrists.  She had
enough freedom of movement that she was easily able to line up mouth
to cunt and cunt to mouth.

	Once they were properly aligned, I strapped a belt around
their middles and bound them together solidly.

	"Now, do what comes naturally."

	As they started licking each other, I got onto the bed, picked
the closest pussy (Daria) and drove myself inside.

	I fucked them for over an hour, alternating between the two of
them after every few comes they had.  I only came twice myself, but it
was enough to relieve the pressure.

	When we were finished for the night, I untied Daria.  I might
have left Jane in place, but I was worried she might cramp up, so
instead I chained her wrists together and did the same for her ankles.

	After a minute or so, they were both out like a light.

	I whispered, "Alpha, am I clear?"

	My earpiece, still in place, responded with a "Yes.  Rei is
still reading in the library, but I can easily have her fall asleep in
the chair.  That has happened before on 23 different occasions."

	"Sounds good.  Go ahead and do that.  I'm on my way down to
the lab.  Oh wait, I'm going to check out Zatanna's mattress first.
How is she coming along?"

	"I will be done in an estimated 5 hours and 23 minutes."

	"Excellent."

	In her room, I saw Diana embracing Kasumi while they slept.  I
had no idea whatsoever how the two of them hooked up so quickly.

	The hole in the mattress was very well hidden.  If I didn't
know it was there, I would never have found it.  Inside the hole was a
journal.  I took it with me downstairs.

	In the lab, I read her journal.  It wasn't very long, but by
her second day, she was starting to become suspicious.  After Diana
came back with a glowing report of our fuck, she decided to test her
own reactions to me and confront me.

	I had a bit of a dilemma here.  I couldn't rip out the
offending pages without it being obvious.  While her rewritten
memories wouldn't include the journal writing, she was obviously the
type of person who wrote journals and diaries.  The lack of one might
be suspicious, but I decided it was preferable to an outright
suspicious journal.

	I also went back upstairs and flipped her mattress around and
remade the bed. If that was her preferred hiding place, it wouldn't do
for her to find an empty version of her normal hidey-hole.  After
flipping it around and looking at my handiwork, I decided to go
further.  I stripped the mattress and exchanged it for one from an
empty room.  After remaking the bed, I returned to the basement to
deal with Zatanna's vagina.

	I strapped her upper body in place so Alpha could continue
working on her, applied lube to her vagina and started easing the air
can dildo into her pussy.  The first time I pulled it back to start
stroking it further into her, the plaster top came off.

	After some mild cursing, I spent 20 minutes fishing the pieces
of plaster out of her pussy.  I used the water spray to clear her out,
then smacked my head for being stupid.  I retrieved one of Jane's
dildos from her toy drawer, went back downstairs, applied more lube
and fucked Zatanna with it for about half an hour.

	Man, believe me when I tell you that fucking with only your
arms is boring, repetitive, tiring work.

	Zatanna was turning out to be a lot more work than any other
woman we had made, and I hadn't even gotten to fuck her myself yet!

	When I was done, I went to sleep on the cot, with instructions
for Alpha to wake me when Zatanna was ready and to keep everyone else
asleep.

	About 5 am after too little sleep, I woke up, cleaned up
Zatanna and carried her up to her bed, where she had been programmed
to remember stumbling to in the middle of the night.

	I went back to bed with Daria and Jane and let Alpha
reactivate everyone.  I noticed Daria mumble a bit, stretch and go
back to sleep.  Jane clinked her chains a bit and did the same.


	I slept in a bit late the next morning, missing my daily
exercise.  But even so, Daria and Jane's famous love of sleep meant
they were still out the next morning.  For fun, I fucked Daria in her
sleep so she woke up in a dream-like state to find herself about to
come.  I might have done the same for Jane, but our activity woke her
up and she watched us, played with herself til she came.

	At breakfast, when Zatanna and Diana came down, I watched her
closely to make sure things went smoothly.

	She wasn't walking smoothly, but nonetheless came over and
kissed me on the cheek.  She whispered, "Thank you, lover.  I'm sorry
I kept passing out on you yesterday, but I had a great time."

	"Let me know when you've recovered and we can try it again.
It probably won't be quite as intense next time."

	She gave me an odd look, to which I responded, "First times
are always special, but that doesn't mean the second or thousandth
time isn't worth it."

	"I don't know.  I might be disappointed if you don't fuck me
unconscious every time."

	"It's better when you don't.  It means we can keep on going
for longer and longer periods."

	She laughed.  "Oh, now I understand.  You stopped every time I
did, huh?  Poor baby."

	"Well, there is that of course.  But what I meant was, would
you rather have one huge orgasm or a series of big orgasms that just
flow together."

	She blushed.  "I suppose I'd need to be able to compare the
experiences."

	"I'll try my best."

* * * * *

	I spent that night with Rei and the next night with Anna.  It
was three days later when I finally hooked up with Zatanna.

	She had been acting completely normal, even when she was
alone.  Alpha had her under higher-than-normal surveillance.  She had
started a new journal and hid it in the same place.   I was checking
it every night just to be sure.

	From her journal entries, she was initially very suspicious of
me for the same reasons as before.  But without any corroborating
evidence and with the earlier scan she had done, she decided that I
was just one of the 'lucky few'.  And she meant this quite literally.

	In the demographic of any world, you will have a few people
who are ridiculously lucky in life and a few who are extremely
unlucky.  Zatanna decided that I was one of the lucky ones on the
extreme end of the spectrum.  To her, this apparently explained
everything, including how I was attracting beautiful, powerful women
who would protect me if needed.

	In discussing it with Alpha, I realized that in a world where
magic is real, random chance stops being so random.  People can
literally be born lucky -- and there are a few characters like that in
comics, though the only one who springs to mind offhand is Gladstone
Gander from the Donald Duck and Scrooge McDuck comics... wait, aren't
there genetically lucky people in Larry Niven's Known Space books too?
Anyone like that is literally cared for by the universe and attracts
the people who are best for him.  

	Zatanna has even decided that this means I need to be
protected, since my blood would be a very potent spell component to
unscrupulous magic users.

	So our changes were much more effective than we had planned,
since her understanding of luck was part of her basic understanding of
how magic worked.  We didn't plan it that way, but it certainly led to
an amazingly huge improvement in her attitude towards me.

	On the third day, I sought her out early afternoon, finding
her doing some kind of sewing on her showman's outfit.

	"Another new trick?"

	She jumped, pricking her finger with the needle.  

	"Hey, don't sneak up on me like that.  And you can't watch
this.  This is secret magician's stuff.

	"I wasn't sneaking.  I was just walking.  You were just really
absorbed in your work."

	She stuck her tongue out at me.  "So what's up?"

	"Would you like to go out tonight?  A magician, Ricky Jay, is
doing a show in Dallas."

	"Is he any good?"

	"He's the magician that Hollywood goes to for on-screen
tricks.  Not special effects, you understand.  I mean he's Hollywood's
top prestidigitation and sleight of hand consultant."

	"Sure, sounds like fun."

	And it was fun.  Ricky Jay puts on a great show.  I could only
guess at how he did his tricks for the most part, but on the drive
home afterward, Zatanna explained how each trick could be done in
detail.  Not necessarily how they actually WERE done, but how they
COULD have been done, since most tricks had more than one possible
method.

	She was still wound up when we home.  She was practically
bouncing.

	"So, Zana, do you feel up to showing me some of your card
tricks again?"

	She looked over at me with a wicked gleam in her eye.

	"How can I do that, when you've obviously stolen my cards?"

	I was dressed much nicer than before, so this time she pulled
cards from all over my body as she upbraided me for being such a
thief.

	"Oh, keeping your wallet in your front pocket now, I see," she
said with her left hand in my front trouser pocket.  "Good for you.
Unfortunately that limits my access to... Oh, here he is, hiding on
the other side of your pants.  He seems excited at being such a bad
thief.  Can you feel him jumping?"

	She had undone my fly and was stroking my cock inside my pants
as she lectured it on why it shouldn't steal playing cards, which she
continued to pull out of my pockets with her other hand.

	"I think the only way you'll get all of your cards back is to
strip search me."

	"I think you're right.  But that calls for a bit more privacy
than the garage."

	"Well, I do have my own bedroom upstairs.  I promise I'll
surrender peacefully."

	"Peacefully?  What fun is that?"

	With her hand still gripping my penis, she led me into the
house.  Diana and Kasumi were sitting in the den talking, until we
passed through.  Zatanna, aside from a polite nod of greeting,
completely ignored them and continued to pull me by my cock to the
stairs.

	I heard a faint, "Have fun!" from Diana as we mounted the
stairs.

	Once in my room, Zatanna sat me down on my bed and stood in
front of me.

	"Now, what am I going to do with you?"

	"Something fun and pleasant, I hope."

	"Oh really?  But you're an admitted card thief."

	I reached up and put my hands on her hips.

	"What can I do to make restitution?"

	"Hmmm... I think an oral service first.  I've heard that
you're quite skilled."

	Ah, the problem with developing a reputation for excellence...

	"I can only try my best, mam."

	I found a zipper on the side of her skirt and drew the skirt
over her hips to the ground.  She was wearing fishnet stockings, but
the garter belts were under the panties.  Obviously she dressed with
the expectation of needing easy removal of her underwear.  The panties
joined her skirt on the floor.  

	Zatanna's pussy had bare lips topped with a dark thatch of
hair.  I guess most super-heroines had to keep their lips shaved,
given the outfits most of them wore.  Her vagina itself was pulsing
and wet, with the cunt lips pushing out at least half an inch.

	I knelt down and maneuvered her around so that she was
standing with her back to the bed.  I applied my tongue in a long,
slow swipe up from the base of her lips to the top of her clit.  Her
clitoris itself was tiny, the smallest of any of my women, but once
free of it's protective hood, it was also apparently extremely
sensitive.  Zana's body froze up, then started jerking around as I
started playing with it.  I let my fingers explore her cunt's inner
walls as my tongue laved and caressed and enjoyed her little bundle of
nerves.

	I'm not sure if she was coming for all of the 10 minutes I
continued this or not, but when I stopped for a minute to catch my
breath, she collapsed onto the bed.

	I gave her a moment to recover while I stripped down.  Her
eyes wouldn't focus properly on me until I was also stripping her,
removing her shoes, jacket, blouse and bra.  (I left the garter belt
and fishnet stockings in place.)

	She was fully focused again by the time I had a condom on and
had placed myself at the entrance to her mound of Venus.

	"You look so beautiful like that," I said as I ran the tip of
my penis up and down her flowing lower lips.

	And she really did.  She was in good shape but lacked the
strong musculature of the other super-heroines.  This gave her a
feminine softness that was candy to my eyes.  Her raven-black hair was
spread out around her head like a dark halo. Her breasts were about a
C cup and flattened out on her chest as she lay supine. Her only
clothes were her classic fishnet stockings with their black, lacy
garter belts, which framed her pussy as if it were a piece of living,
erotic art.

	I slowly pressed myself into her, feeling the walls of her
pussy spread and welcome me inside her.  She moaned and closed her
eyes for a moment, then reached up to pull me into an embrace and deep
kiss.  I could feel her moaning directly into my own mouth as I
bottomed out in her.

	I clutched her back, her breasts pressing hard into my torso,
her nipples poking wonderfully into my chest.  As I started pumping in
and out, she started making little squeaks as my cockhead touched her
cervix with each stroke.

	It was odd.  Rei and occasionally Daria were the only women in
the house who ever complained about me pumping too deeply and hitting
their cervix.  All the others seemed to enjoy the deep touching.  On
the other hand, both normal women I had fucked after getting my
lengthened penis complained about cervix bumping. Maybe my artificial
women were just so sexually wired-up that anything to do with fucking
me felt good.  Enough digression.

	I was revved up but not on edge tonight, so I lasted maybe 20
minutes, which was sufficient to bring her to 2 more orgasms before I
blew my load.  She didn't let go of me for a single moment.

	We lay there in each other's arms, panting a bit.  She held me
closely, preventing my softened cock from slipping out of her.

	Breathing heavily into my ear, she said, "That was wonderful.
I'm glad I didn't pass out this time."

	"Well, if you give me a few minutes, I'll be ready to go
again.  Or we can invite someone else to join us.  I'm sure any of the
other ladies would love to give you some special attention."

	"Maybe some other time.  Right now, I'm just enjoying this."

	"I'll admit it is very nice... I'm just used to providing more
orgasms than that."

	"I must have had a dozen small comes from you eating me out,
but having you inside me just made them more intense."  

	And here she squeezed her vagina tightly over my cock, making
it twitch and harden a bit.

	"Ah, there we go," I said, and I started flexing my penis as
best I could. "Are you sure you don't want some more?"

	"Well, maybe a little more."

	"Any requests?  Any favorite positions or a new one you want
to try?"

	"Positions can make things interesting, but the man is what's
important.  How about you?  Any positions you want to try out?  Any
favorites?"

	"Ever since Anna, Jane and Rei decided to try out the Kama
Sutra, I think I've tried every sexual position imaginable.  As for my
favorite?  I usually enjoy whatever gives me the best access to my
lady."

	"I think we have great access to each other just like this."

	"Yeah, I guess we do.  I still need to put on a fresh condom
though."

	In response, she reached down, pulled me out of her cunny,
stripped off the condom, pumped me hard for a moment, then reinserted
me bareback.

	"Don't worry about it, I want to feel you this way.  I'll be
on the pill next week, and I can just get a morning after pill
tomorrow.  So come on, big boy.  Plant your seed in my belly.  Make me
a mother!"

	Okay, I knew intellectually that she wasn't going to bear my
children, but having a naked woman ask for your baby always gets a man
hot.

	This time around, I propped my upper body up on my arms and
adjusted myself forward slightly so I was scraping directly against
her clit.  She looked up at me with heat in her eyes and drew her
fingers around my torso.  Despite her apparent satiation earlier, she
was coming within minutes.  And coming.  And coming.  She would come,
closing her eyes tightly, raising her legs and squeezing my thighs and
butt, then drop back prone for a minute, look up at me and start the
cycle all over again.

	Without a condom to dull the sensations, I was ready to come
again after just 10 minutes.  I retained just enough of my senses to
make myself pull out and come on her stomach instead of risking a
pregnancy.  I explained this to her a few minutes later as I wiped her
down with a clean cloth.  I'm not sure if she was disappointed or
impressed or both.

	We drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

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