Power

Looking at the world's greatest female hero who was staring at him with open adoration made John Doe actually feel a little guilty. He was a bad guy and he did bad things and people got hurt. Not necessarily innocent people, cause, Gotham didnt have a whole lot of innocent people in it... but every once in awhile someone who didnt deserve it ended up getting hurt because of him. So he felt guilty ordinarily, taking advantage of Wonder Woman just added to it.

Not guilty enough to undo what he had done.

But guilty enough to make him want to make a few changes.

How hard would it be to wish to be a good guy? If he had all his needs met... he'd have no need to be a leg breaker for the mob or a goon for a supervillain. A nice place, with money in the bank... maybe not Bruce Wayne money but a couple million.

And if he was seriously gonna bang the worlds number 1 female hero, with a body made by the 'Capital G Gods'.... John wasnt sure if he believed that bit, but Wonder Woman certainly had a figure that was devine. So why shouldnt he have an equally devine body? A little something for Wonder Woman, a lotta something for him. And, hey, it would probably help to pick up chicks when he felt like it and Wondy wasnt available cause killer martians were attacking. AGAIN.

He was sick and freaking tired of aliens and demons and parallel realities and off brand terminators always attacking. The Super people tried to save everyone but they didnt always win. It had gotten bad enough a time or two that even John and his fellow goons had had to take up arms and defend the world. And did anyone call them-

John smiled wide at Wonder Woman as she smiled at him.

"I just had a great idea." He told her.

"Tell me." She leaned in towards him.

"I wish I was John Doe, the last member of the millionaire industrialist Doe family by day. And starting today by night I use my super powers of strength, flight, toughness and a perfect body to fight crime."

There was a flash of light and when he he looked at Wonder Woman this time he was looking at her eye to eye. He wasnt looking up at the six foot, three inch tall superheroine.

John gaped and looked down at himself. And was greeted with the sight of a much better body then he had had two seconds ago. He had pecs, biceps... his paunch was completely gone. He looked amazing. He turned and looked at the mirror on the far wall of the room. And he could see himself... only it wasnt himself. Or rather it was a more handsome him. It was the Hollywood equivalent of him. There was still some of the old him in his features but they had been merged with a A list movie star pretty boy.

Turning to look at the super hot woman before him and keeping his new super hot face and body in mind, John only had one thing on his mind. Sex. Hot people sex. The kind of sex he'd never had before. The kind of sex people had in movies. The idea that he was going to be balls deep in Wonder Woman and watching her orgasm...

"WOW!" John sucked down a breath at the idea.

Only for the idea to curdle in his mind almost instantly. He was a terrible lay. He never made any of his former girlfriend's orgasm. They'd all told him that at one point. And the idea that he might have a disappointing lay with Wonder Woman?!

"Fuck that." John gritted his teeth.

He was not going to fuck this up. He was going to have great sex tonight. And he was going to blow Wonder Woman's mind!

He was a hero, now, dammit! He had to be better than he had been. New body, new endurance. He was going to be a superhero, dammit!

A superhero who was good at sex? He paused as he realized for the most part, outside of the skin tight costumes, most superheroes were sexless. At least the guys were. Yeah, the superladies were walking around half naked all the time with their tits hanging out. But surely there had to be one guy with a bit of swagger and mojo?

John completely ignored all the jokes he had ever made or heard about Batman and Robin. He tried to think about superheroes and their sex lives. And he couldnt think of any. Most didnt seem to be into women all the much. Off the top of his head there was Superman who had the one reporter who always was in trouble. Flash was actually married to another reporter. That one stretchy guy had a wife who was loaded. And then... Batman and his whipping fetish with Catwoman? John shook his head, he didnt get off on pain.

Why was it the only male superhero he could think of with any actual sexuality to them was that damn spoof movie from the South Park guy, Orgazmo.

John tilted his head as he suddenly realized that the power to cause people to orgasm on demand wasnt exactly a bad thing. It would actually be kind of awesome. Majorly awesome, really.

It would be a surreal way to stop the Joker in his tracks the next time he goes on a rampage by making him orgasm into unconsciousness.

And Orgasm powers would solve his problem of being a bad lay.

"My love? What was it you wanted to say?" Wonder Woman asked. Looking at him like he was the most important thing in the world.

John guessed that she didnt remember him wishing in front of her. Or the wish he had made was turned into reality so it wasnt anything new. As reality changed she already knew all that, so she was patiently waiting to hear his new idea.

"I wish..." he licked his lips and figured it was time to go big or go home, "I wish that tonight was the first night I showed you and the world my full power as I started using all of my superpowers, including the ability to shoot orgasm beams as the new hero Major Awesome."

There was a flash of light