more trouble for Wonder Woman

As Vinnie keeps his gun trained on Wonder Woman, she tries in vain to lift herself, but a sharp blow on the back of the head sends her down.

Later, Wonder Woman is **** on an operating table. She is completely naked. Her bullet wound has been cleaned and dressed, and an oxygen mask is over her nose and mouth and electrodes are on her head and chest.

A doctor is removing his face mask and examining the vitals on the monitors.

A door is thrust open and a tall, athletic blonde strolls in. She's wearing gold boots, gold shorts, a gold armored vest, and has a gold mask and gold gloves. "Well, doctor?" she asks in a husky voice. "Is it done?"

"Yes, ma'am. Everything you wanted. All the nanobots did their jobs."

"So go over what you did. I want to be sure," said the woman walking over to Wonder Woman and stroking her dark, lustrous hair.

"I've manipulated her fat cells so that all new fat gained will be in her buttocks, hips, and thighs, but mostly her buttocks. I've slowed her metabolism greatly. I've given her body a craving for high calorie foods. Lastly, I've doubled the sensitivity of her nipples and clitoris."

"Very good. She'll be going downhill fast."

"May I ask why you are..."

"NO YOU MAY NOT!" said the woman. "I have my reasons. Now, when can you wake her?"

"Any time now," said the doctor.

"Just wait here. I'll return shortly."

The woman left and strode down a hall until she entered another room. In that room a man was studying Wonder Woman's tiara. He looked up through thick wire-rimmed glasses. "Ah, it's all finished."

"Good, go over what you did?"

He turned the tiara towards the woman. "The nano-chips in here will interfere with Wonder Woman's sense of balance. Not enough to make her totally unblanaced, but enough to make her...well rather clumsy when doing something that requires extra balance and steadiness." He put down the tiara and picked up the bracelets. "These will cause a slight delay in her hand eye coordination. Again, just enough to make her clumsier. He put them down and picked up the belt. The chips in her will send sonic rays to her bladder to add pressure to it and other chips will send rays to her...ah...private areas to stimulate those as well." Finally, he picked up Wonder Woman's boots. The chips in here will cause her feet and toes to itch incessantly."

"And I can control all of this with this remote?" the woman said picking up what appeared to be a video game remote.

"Yes, ma'am. It has a range of 200 yards. It's the strongest I've ever made."

"Perfect!" said the woman, "if these work, you'll have more than earned your money! I think there may be an attempted robbery at the Mayor's fundraiser gala ball tomorrow tonight," she said, "and I think there may be a call placed to a certain organization tipping them off!"

The man smiled.

An hour later, Wonder Woman was dressed and lying **** on the stage of the theater.