Inara and Metallo have a nice chat while Supergirl enjoys her new position

Inara sighed happily as she climbed out of the yacht's swimming pool, shaking water droplets out of her long dark hair. After all those years in a desert and a dark cave, getting to feel warm water and the Sun on her form was exquisite . . . but not as exquisite as what her newest summoner had done in just two short wishes.

She chuckled under her breath as she sauntered over to where John Corben, formerly a metallic monstrosity named Metallo turned into a handsome, muscular blonde version of his old organic self, sat on a long chair by the pool. He wasn't alone - the blonde "superheroine" called "Supergirl" was frantically riding him, bouncing up and down on his massive new cock like it was her reason for living.

"Oh, fuck, your big cock feels so good in my slutty little fuckdoll pussy! Oh, shit, you're making me fuck you SO hard!" she babbled breathlessly, despite John doing nothing but fondle her massive new tits or squeeze her big new ass while grunting his approval. He'd finished taking her anal virginity about twenty minutes ago but the blonde had made it clear she wasn't going to be satisfied until he'd fucked her in every one of her holes now that he'd warped her mind as violently as he'd just warped her body.

Inara had to admit, she'd been concerned seeing all the challenges and dangers this strange new world held for a being like herself once she'd been awoken again, but John had unintentionally given himself armor against the biggest problems they'd face with just his first two wishes.

She'd interpreted his wish for a "vast fortune" to mean he was legitimately wealthy albeit from morally dubious sources. Metallo Weapons was now the world's premier arms dealer, selling deadly weapons worldwide to the highest bidder and CEO John Corben profited off of all their suffering. Of course, any good CEO diversified their portfolio, as she learned while examining how wealth worked in this new century, so he also owned the world's most popular porn websites. He was uniquely famous for not only being the owner but also an occasional star, given his ridiculously huge endowment, pleasuring quite a few lucky girls who were able to take his massive cock inside of them without screaming in pain. The second wish meant that those she was most concerned about, the sorceress Zatanna and the Amazon with the Gods themselves backing her, Wonder Woman, would become helplessly horny and docile with just so much as a glance in his direction. Then, once he fucked them, he could then add them to a harem of powerful allies to defend them against others like the ones called Fate or Superman.

Speaking of which . . .

Inara slid onto the chair next to John and Supergirl as she rode him like a stallion and kept squealing nonsense about what he was "making her do to him" - nonsense because he hadn't actually commanded her obedience since he first came in her mouth, just rewired her entire belief system about herself to make her think being mind controlled and warped into a pornographic parody of herself was her own fantasy.

"You know, you should probably actually make her new dream come true." Inara said with a smile as she caught John's eye - difficult to do considering tits the size of watermelons were slapping him in the face every other second. "The compulsion to obey you actually stops when you first have any sort of sex with them. Of course, it'll be hilarious if her little friends come running to save her and she finds out everything after the blowjob was entirely "her" idea, quote unquote."

John frowned slightly and grunted, picking up Supergirl by her widened hips and twirling her around to ride him Reverse Cowgirl, so he could see and speak with Inara better. Supergirl didn't care, she was happy to fuck him in any position he liked.

"W- what?" he panted before yanking hard on the blonde's hair and addressing her briefly. "I'm not talking to you, I'm, uh, on the phone - just keep riding my cock you stupid slut. And shut up while you do it!"

Supergirl's incessant dirty talk trailed off into muffled whimpers and squeaks of pleasure as she bit down on one of her ridiculous new lips and pinched her own nipples while continuing to ride him.

"Oh, I was just saying, you should actually seal the deal - make her ultimately obedient and wildly in love with you, in addition to being the world's most powerful nymphomaniac. Luckily, thanks to your clever wish, you only need say the words to make it true."

John nodded.

"You love me! You must obey and, ungh, protect me at all times!"

Since she was just ordered to shut up, she didn't respond - not verbally at least. Her already frenzied fucking increased however to superhuman levels, making the pool chair they were sitting on squeak and groan as the metal deformed beneath their two invulnerable bodies.

"Yeah, that works." Inara said with a smile. "Oh, and since I heard your thoughts wondering about it, she's not getting Kryptonite poisoning because that's a little power you can turn on and off at will. Opening up your chest cavity to reveal a rock from the stars didn't quite fit the whole "organic body" thing so you can simply just release the radiation from your body however and whenever you like. I gave you eye blasts but hey, be as creative as you want with it."

John concentrated and his entire body began glowing a faint green. Supergirl cried out in pain and her tempo faltered but she didn't stop fucking him. With a smirk, he stopped the glow as soon as it had started and Supergirl began fucking him again at a furious pace. John's green eyes began to roll up in his head.

"Nice. But- you said- friends? Shit, wait a minute, this dumb bitch is gonna make me cum again-"

With a loud cry of ecstasy, John came deep into Supergirl's pussy and she responded with an orgasm of her own - at least he thought so, it was hard to tell with her not being allowed to speak. She fell back onto him, breathless and sweaty . . . and he casually shoved her off of him like an annoyance, sliding out of her pussy with an audible pop. She didn't complain however, as she rolled tit-first onto the deck of the yacht, cum dripping down her thighs, just whimpered like a happy puppy.

"You can talk again now but I'm busy. Still on the, uh, phone." he said dismissively. "Go- go get me something to eat and some champagne or something."

"Yes, Master! I love you SO much! I'll go get you something to eat off my slutty body and all the champagne you want-"

"Don't leave the yacht!" Metallo said with a frown. "I'm sure we've got that here-"

He glanced at Inara for confirmation and she nodded.

"Not to worry, this yacht is full of all the most sumptuous luxuries you could ever want. There's even a full staff but they know to give you, ah, privacy while you're breaking in a new girl."

John Corben relaxed and smiled widely. The sex with one of his most hated enemies had been magnificent but he hadn't actually eaten a real meal in almost a decade.

"That's great! Talk to the chef or something - I want a huge steak, medium rare. And some lobster too! Oh, and make sure he gets dessert ready - on plates, not you! Go!"

The former superheroine nodded vigorously and ran off, still completely naked and jiggling wildly.

"Good thing I made sure your handsome new immortal, invulnerable body won't gain any weight!" Inara chuckled. "I get the feeling you'll be indulging gluttony as much as you do lust in the days ahead!"

John sighed and stretched out on the ruined chair, shrugging as he realized it was broken. He stood up, casually hefted the chair and tossed it dozens of miles off the boat somewhere into the ocean before flexing and rubbing one of his thick biceps.

"And there's nothing wrong with some good old fashioned pride, of course!" Inara purred, admiring her handiwork. While she certainly wasn't stupid enough to let herself be compelled by her own wishes, she was proud of herself for a job well done. John Corben was a living Adonis, radiating pure masculine beauty with rippling muscles and a truly glorious cock. "I really outdid myself with you. Mmm . . ."

She slid to one side of the pool chair and patted the space next to her invitingly. He smirked and slid next to her. While no one else could detect her presence, he certainly did, especially since her magical body radiated heat like a furnace as he sank down into the chair next to her barely clad form.

"Is fucking you something I get to do for free or will that take up one of my wishes?" John said throatily as his hands boldly began exploring her lush body. She wiggled delightedly at his touch but sighed in **** dismay, pouting in genuine disappointment.

"Oh, we can ABSOLUTELY fuck, John, no problem there, but we should probably save it for when we're alone - your servants will think you've gone mad and are dry humping empty air. Plus, we have pressing concerns to discuss."

John sighed and his hands slid off of her full, shapely ass and big left tit to slide behind his head instead. She still rested alongside his hard, muscular body though and looked up into his eyes as she spoke, gently caressing his abs and chest with her hot, nimble fingers as she did so.

"Making this Supergirl into your adoring love **** is a FANTASTIC start - she was such a prissy bitch before! - but we've got to make sure you're invulnerable in more ways than one. Once her family and friends see what you've done to her, you'll have the entire - what do they call themselves? - Justice League raining down on your head, even if I have created a legitimate backstory for you where no one even knows you have powers."

He frowned and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"We tell them that this was the fault of, uh, Red Kryptonite or something. A terrible accident?"

Inara pursed her full lips thoughtfully.

"A decent start but that won't satisfy them - they'll move heaven and earth to try and restore her back to her old, boring self."

John's eyes widened with a realization.

"Hey, you warped the past to make me rich, right? Can't you just warp the past so people always think Supergirl was the way I made her or something?"

Inara clapped her hands together delightedly.

"Now we're talking! All you have to do is wish and I'll make it so."

He paused thoughtfully.

"Hmm. I don't know, I think I'd rather stop and write this one all down, maybe do it on a full stomach first. Changing history could get all sorts of screwy and I don't want to end up like that creepy lunatic Reverse Flash. You think we got enough time for dinner before anyone comes looking for her?"

Inara shrugged.

"She was on her way to something called a "movie night" with her adopted sister in her civilian identity of Kara Danvers rather than some vital emergency as Supergirl, so sure, you've likely got a few hours before anyone-"

"Civilian identity? What?" he replied with a confused frown.

The ifrit's lavender eyes lit up with glee.

"Oh! You don't know do you? She and the others of her kind pretend to be humans when they're not being humorless killjoys in capes!"

"WHAT? You- you're freaking serious?" he sputtered in shock. "I thought they just flew around like that 24/7, maybe stopping at some icy fortress or something whenever they got tired or had to take a crap. Why the hell would they bother acting like they're NOT the most popular heroes on the damn planet?"

"Why not ask her yourself?"

A still completely nude Supergirl returned, along with what looked to be chefs and wait staff who brought out a small table for two and two chairs, carrying a sizzling steak and lobster on one tray along with a bucket of champagne with two glasses. John slid out of the pool chair and moved to sit and eat.

"Will there be anything else, Mr. Corben, sir?" the waiter asked, utterly unconcerned with Kara's nudity as she slid into one of the chairs, simply putting out a plate in front of her.

"No, not yet. I'll call for dessert when I'm ready. Thanks." he told the waiter, who nodded and withdrew a few feet away. He fixed Supergirl with a puzzled glare, rubbing his chin.

"But you! Get out of that chair. You sit at my feet like the little bitch you are while I eat . . . and answer some questions. I've suddenly got a WHOLE lot of them."