Bambi's First Trials

Everything in Karen screamed that she should just run away. Instead, she found herself giggling and adopting a lustful expression as she advanced towards Ali, her wide hips swinging and jiggling sexily with each step.

"Holy shit," Ali breathed out, her eyes fixed on Karen's generous bust bouncing towards her.

Karen gently pulled Ali into an embrace, her hand reaching down to squeeze her ass even as she hungrily pressed her lips to Ali's. Despite herself, Ali stood still in shock, but she quickly returned Karen's false passion and planted both of her hands deep in Karen's ass.

Their hips started to thrust against each other as their kisses deepened. Eventually, Ali pulled back and started to quickly remove her clothing, revealing her small but pert tits as she pulled her shirt up. Karen wanted to stop, but knew she couldn't, and she found herself openly plunging her fingers into her cunt as she watched Ali undress.

Ali smiled sexily, tracing her finger up from Karen's tits to her chin. She said, "Yeah, you like that, don't you bigguns?"

Karen nodded, moaning as the sensations from her fingers started to make her actually feel a little turned on. Her tits bounced crazily as she kept masturbating while pressing forward into another kiss with Ali.

Soon, Ali guided Karen to the floor. She quickly interlocked her long, thin legs with Karen's muscular yet filled out thighs and started to rub her pussy on Karen's. She leaned back, moaning in ecstasy as she and Karen picked up the pace, their bodies slapping together and jiggling.

Although she tried not to, Karen soon found herself getting more and more aroused. She had never had a lesbian experience before, and the very idea disgusted her, but she couldn't deny that it was feeling amazing. Besides, she thought, a bimbo would be into this.

Ali leaned up and groped Karen's tits while continuing to gyrate her hips. She bit her lip, her purple hair flying wildly around her face, and reveled in the huge masses squishing in her grasp. Sudden;y, she found herself passing the edge and yelled, "Fuck!" as she leaned back and spasmed in the best orgasm of her life.

The feeling against her pussy, the squeezing of her tits, and the idea that a bimbo would probably cum from any sex sent Karen into her own orgasm. As the pleasure racked her body she felt guilt and confusion, but she knew that ultimately her actions were somehow being dictated by that man the JSA had helped.

She came down from her high and lay panting with Ali on the floor, their juices pooled between them. "Damn," Ali said quietly before she leaned in to give Karen one last French kiss. Karen returned it and felt Ali's hand pulling against the back of her head as their kiss persisted.

Finally, they broke apart. Ali started to dress herself while Karen looked at the clothing around her and tried to figure out what to choose. Thoughts about what she had just done flooded her mind, but she tried to push them away so she could focus on formulating a plan to inform uncorrupted heroes.

Killgrave woke up in his bed and sat up quickly, taking stock of the room. He relaxed slightly as he realized that the only one present was Dr. Mid-Nite, but the fact that his powers hadn't worked as expected on Power Girl was worrisome.

Dr. Mid-Nite, seeing Killgrave, was awake, smiled brightly and said, "Zeb, you're awake! Don't worry, Power Girl didn't do too much damage and she was knocked away by Shazam."

"Thanks Doc, where is she?"

"We don't actually, um, know sir, but we're searching now. It shouldn't take too long to track her down. And we're working on beefing up your protection. The building has already been somewhat fortified and the association is discussing next steps. We don't want to be taken off guard again."

Killgrave felt his rage, and decided to try to let it out. He growled, "Punch yourself in the cheek."

Dr. Mid-Nite raised his fist and hit himself as hard as he could, knocking himself to the floor. Killgrave smiled as he stood up, then said, "Good, it's best that I am more protected from now on."

Dr. Mid-Nite stood up slowly, his cheek bone slightly indented. He smiled and responded, "Of course we don't Zeb." Killgrave started to pace while he thought about what Power Girl's response might have meant. As he did, Dr. Mid-Nite continued, "While I was treating you today, I did discover some anomalies."

Killgrave's hackles rose. He turned, looking on with steely eyes, and said, "What anomalies?"

"I found that you're biology somehow makes you secrete chemicals that could be used to influence people's minds. It's quite complex, but with a little thought I was able to discover the extent of their effects. It's certainly lucky you have this gift and not some villain."

Relieved, Killgrave grinned, then laughed. "Yes, it certainly is lucky. Don't tell anyone though."

"Of course, that does seem prudent. I haven't informed anyone else yet either. I wanted to discuss it with you first. I believe I can cure you, actually."

Killgrave frowned, then said, "That won't be necessary. Don't ever try to do that. In fact, tell me, would it be easy for anyone else to discover a cure or to accidentally cure me?"

The doctor thought a moment, then responded, "No, I don't believe so. There's a few who could theoretically cure you, but you're unlikely to meet anyone who could. And it certainly couldn't happen accidentally."

A pressure lifted from Zeb's chest and he responded, "Great work, thanks. Do you have any idea why my ability might not work on someone like Power Girl?"

Dr. Mid-Nite thought for a moment, then said, "Yes actually. Based on my recollection of the chemicals involved and of Kryptonian genetics, I believe that Kryptonians would have to obey your commands but would keep their normal mental functioning. In effect, they would be unwilling slaves. You of course don't mean to **** that power, do you?"

"No, no," Killgrave responded, a predatory grin appearing on his face as he recalled the commands he gave Power Girl. Absentmindedly, he continued, "Don't believe that I ever would **** my power. And go join the others to figure out how to best protect me. Assume that anyone I haven't spoken with would want to hurt me, even your friends."

"I'm sure they won't want to hurt you, but I will assume that. Thank you sir."

After Dr. Mid-Nite left the room, Killgrave sat on his bed, thinking about everything that had transpired. He thought that Power Girl likely couldn't inform anyone about him, but he didn't want to take any chances. He also realized he'd need to have another conversation with Mid-Nite to find out if anyone else in this new world might be affected by his power in strange ways. He stood up and headed to the meeting of his hero-puppets, his mind elsewhere as he planned ahead.

Meanwhile, Power Girl roamed the racks of clothes at the fetish store. She wanted to cover up, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. A bimbo wouldn't cover up, so she didn't either. As she walked, her tits swaying, Ali called out, "Hey Bambi, I've got the perfect outfit for you!"

Karen sighed but went to the front. As she approached, she saw that Ali held a small amount of fabric bunched up in her hands. She found herself unable to walk away and instead approached, allowing the girl to leer at her jiggling tits.

Suddenly, she remembered something else that Killgrave had said to her: "If you don't have your tits wrapped around a cock every hour on the hour, you may as well just kill yourself." Shit, she thought to herself in a panic. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was 4:47 p.m. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, but all she could do was giggle and smile at the sales girl who had manipulated her into sex.

Ali smiled, then placed the clothes on the counter and said, "These will be incredibly revealing, but they should accomplish what you wanted. Stop by anytime." She smiled and licked her lips slowly while Karen stood and stared in horrified silence at the clothes in front of her, naked and jiggling slowly.