It's time to work on SHEILD properly

KARA

She had just finished getting ready when Gerry popped into her bedroom and wrapped his arms around her from the back.

"You're so sexy when you follow orders," He said, kissing her lightly on the neck.

She shivered but gently pushed him away. "I know but...umm...please...don't make me do that in front of someone else again, okay? I-I'm not into..." She flushed. "Exhibitionism."

He rolled his eyes, like she was too stupid to know what was good for her. "It turned you on, didn't it?"

She nodded. "Yeah, but-"

"No buts...I want you to stop being so ashamed of your own wants..." He leaned closer. "When you take you're lunch break today, I want you to go to the bathrooms and bring yourself to an orgasm."

She stared at him in horror and intrigue and slowly nodded.

GERRY

Once Kara was out the door, I texted the victim I hadn't worked on in a while.

TO PEGGY: Hello! This is Dr. Manheim. I know our appointment isn't until tomorrow, but I was hoping you could give me a tour of SHIELD facilities in this town, so that I could get a sense of your psychological environment. This will help me diagnose you quicker and assess your avenues of relief when stressed.

With that, I turned to my pale, redheaded victim, who was already groaning from stuffing herself. She turned to glare at me with righteous anger. I would need to be careful of her, although she didn't have any powers, she was intelligent enough to ruin everything.

"Don't forget to wash those dishes up you finish filling your tum-tum." I said. "Wouldn't want Miss Danvers to think you were a rude house guest, would you?"

She looked like she wanted to throw one of the dishes at me, and probably would have, if they hadn't belonged to her friend. But yeah, that command was probably pushing it a little too far. As much as Kate pretended to be a big girl, she was just as lazy and stuck-up as everyone thought.

I ducked out of the apartment and sped down the stairs, calling a taxi to take me to my next biggest target. SHIELD.

KATE

Once she'd finished the pancakes (ugh, what was wrong with her) she called the only person she could rely on to keep tabs on Super Girl and keep the girl in check, if whatever was manipulating her suddenly took a turn.

"Hey, Kate, how's the life of Gotham's biggest bachelorette?"

Kate pretended to smile. "Karen, I need a favor to ask...and you can't tell anyone in the league."

She'd known that Karen would jump at the opportunity. She was always trying to prove she was better than Super Girl, which honestly just made her come across as more insecure than anything. But she also knew that she couldn't ask Wonder Woman or any of the others to do this, because they would insist on probing Kara's mind and extracting every little detail about the scenario from Kate.

The good news was that Karen would do it, she would spy on Kara for Kate, to make sure the girl didn't turn all "General Zodd". The bad news was that Kate's plan of following Gerry to figure out who the fuck he was and what he was doing, had been stymied.

She had not expected to find him visiting SHIELD HQ, one of the few places she couldn't follow him. Neither had she expected to see Peggy Carter, Captain Britain herself, welcoming him at the front gates.

She would just have to wait until he left the premises and see what he was going to do next.

PEGGY

She was so glad that Dr. Manheim had given them this chance to talk before their appointment. All last night she'd been struck with dwelling on what their last session meant and what he'd said about her "sexual liberation". She hadn't meant to, but she'd ended up playing with herself and discovering quite on accident, that she couldn't climax.

Now, she knew something was wrong with her and he was the only one who could cure her. Jesus, she liked a nice strong man. Most of men were intimidated by her stature and reputation, but it was nice to have one treat her like a lady and tell her what to do.

She blushed at the thought. Dr. Manheim was handsomer than she remembered him being, but that didn't mean she had any intention of sleeping with him. She had to stay focused on getting better right now, not having sex with one of her superiors.

"And here is the training room." She said, as their tour arrived just in time for Dr. Manheim to witness the last moments of a bo-staff session between Mockingbird (Bobbi Morse) and Hawkeye (Elizabeth Bishop).

"Wonderful!" Dr. Manheim watched the two spar with unabashed interest and Peggy felt slightly jealous. Still, it wasn't her place to judge the behavior of commanding officers.

"It is integral for your recovery that I am able to assess the temperament of your allies and co-workers." He explained. "I need to understand the psychological make-up of your team, so I can assess what might be causing stress or leading to emotional bottle-necks."

She nodded. "Just...please, you won't discuss...our session, will you?"

"Of course, not Peggy. Doctor-Patient confidentiality." He said with a smile.

She relaxed at the notion she wasn't going to be humiliated in front of her subordinates.

"Hey, Peggs, are you gonna introduce us or what?" Bobbi asked, raising an eyebrow at her watchers, even as she continued to block her partner's attacks.

Elizabeth, on the other hand, maintained full concentration the whole time and Peggy couldn't help but be proud of her. Unlike Bobbi, she didn't have mutant powers to fall back on, and she reminded her of herself when she was younger. Eager to prove her own capabilities.

Plus the way that Bobbi sometimes eyed Elizabeth when she thought no one was looking made Peggy nervous. Of course, she didn't have anything against lesbians, but it made her nervous anyhow. Relationships between agents never worked out and Elizabeth's...history, made Bobbi's crush even more potentially damaging.

"This is Dr. Manheim. He's one of SHIELD's psychological counselors." Peggy explained, preparing herself for the ribbing that she was sure was coming next.

Instead, Elizabeth lowered her staff and almost glared at Dr. Manheim. "Why is he here?" She asked.

Bobbi, the poor sport that she was, took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Elizabeth and bring her into a chokehold. "Relax, Hawkie, he's TOTALLY not here to cure you of your fear of intimacy."

Elizabeth struggled for a moment, before using her smaller size to wrap her legs around Bobbi's midsection and vault herself forward, throwing Bobbi onto her back and using the momentum to wrap her legs around the blonde's neck. "Maybe he can do something about your superiority complex." Elizabeth said, with a smirk.

"That's enough, ladies. Take 5 and go get some water." Peggy ordered, folding her arms.

Elizabeth reluctantly loosened her hold on the glaring blonde and then rolled off before Bobbi could exact her vengeance for the ignomious defeat.

"Captain Carter?"

She brightened that he hadn't called her Miss. She needed his approval after all, before she could get back to work and hoped to impress him however she could.

"I wonder if you could take care of an issue for me while I interview your subordinates?"

She saluted and felt the strange looks that both Bobbi and Elizabeth gave her. Peggy shot them a glare and they diverted their attention. She would not have them undermining her authority in front of a superior.

"There's someone outside SHIELD right now, who I think you should have a talk with." Manheim said with a smile.

This was great. He was trusting her with responsibility. Normally, of course, she only took orders from Maria. But Maria had assigned her to him and HE was the one helping to cure her of her...problem.

"Whatever you need sir." She said, with a smile. Finally, she could get back into the action and stop waiting around, feeling bad about herself.

Dr. Manheim grinned.

KAREN

Karen hovered in the alley outside Kara's workplace, sighing and occasionally adjusting her costume. She couldn't believe she was doing this. Wasting a whole day, that she could spend being fawned over and worshipped like the goddess she was, watching after her nerdy doppleganger.

If it had been anyone but Kate asking she surely would have said no.

As she used her X-ray sight and telescopic vision to watch Kara putter from project to project, she almost wished the girl would be mind-controlled. Now THAT would be fun. She imagined all the pictures and videos that the people of this (let's face it) two-bit city would take, of her kicking her clone's ass from here to Metropolis. She was after all, obviously stronger, faster, more...well, let's be honest, developed, both physically and emotionally. But still, the idiots of this world treated her like she was lesser of the two of them, just because she'd appeared after Kara.

Kara. She had been Super Man's cousin. She'd even known him, before The Great Battle. Karen had never had the chance, but she knew that Kara lived in his shadow. That's what made living in Kara's shadow even harder.

She flicked her eyes back to the CatCo building and began checking out the various employees whom Kara wasted half her life being around. Karen focused on the more...attractive members of the staff. She hated to admit it, but Kara was one of the better looking members of the staff. Still, there were a few men and women which caught her eye and which she might considered worthy of deigning to share a night with her. She smiled at the knowledge that Kara would never use her powers to sexualize others, even if the girl was just as attracted to them as Karen was. Then her smile turned to a smirk as she considered how she might seduce one of them, just to make Kara's life harder.

She had just begun scanning the building again for any sign of trouble, when she noticed Kara's conspicuous absence. She circled the building for a moment, adjusting her position to better locate the missing super heroine. When she finally located her in the bathroom, she prepared to turn off her X-ray vision. Then she realized what Kara was doing.

Karen's hedonistic lifestyle and sexual exploits were world famous. There were few sights which could bring a blush to her face. But somehow, seeing another version of herself, with her underwear around her ankles and her shirt lifted over her head, frigging herself off with reckless abandon, was disturbingly erotic. Of course, Karen would be lying if she said she hadn't thought of screwing herself once or twice, since she'd become trapped in this version of the universe. But never had the prospect seemed so oddly appealing and simultaneously disconcerting.

Kara, the ultimate girl-scout, the most (frustratingly) vanilla person that Karen had ever met, was now fucking herself in an office bathroom, in the middle of the dat. Her eyes were rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open, drooling obscenely. It should have made Karen laugh. It was after all, the kind of kinkiness which she had often dreamed about catching Kara in the middle of, so that she could relentlessly tease her about it.

But there was something about the desperation and depravity in Kara's eyes that made the sight entirely...wrong. She looked like less like a person and more like a dog, happy that her owner had come home. Karen found it difficult to turn away, there was something...transfixing about the sight that she couldn't define. Still, her super hearing picked up the moaning and panting of her duplicate even from inside the building. And what she heard made her stomach turn.

"Oh god, thank you Master...thank you...oh daddy...thank you...thank you for letting me cum!!!" (KARA: +1SP)(94SP)

Then the words disintegrated into a deafening series of cries and Karen found herself fleeing quickly. She had prided herself on being wanted, on being sexually liberated in a way she knew that Kara never could be. She had always been frustrated, how Kara pretended to be was straight and wholesome. Karen had believed deep down that Kara was as hypersexual as her, she just wasn't willing to admit it.

Now she hoped that Kara had been right, that the two of them weren't as identical as she'd thought.

KATE

Kate glared at the message on her phone.

Srry. Have to respond to emergency. - K

Kate rolled her eyes. Karen had probably gotten bored and flown off to find some party to crash. The girl really did act like she was a drunken sorority girl, not a public figure. But of course, if she'd been more thorough, she probably never would have agreed to go spying for Kate.

She was just about to consider what to send back, when she felt a grip, wrap around her ankle and yank her free of the tree trunk. She flailed for a moment, her legs kicking, as she stared at the imposing figure who'd removed her from her perch.

It was Peggy Carter. The living legend. The woman that Kate had wanted to be, when she was young and had believed that being in the army was the best thing in the world. And she was staring at Kate with absolute hatred.

"What are you doing here?" Peggy demanded, in a low growl.

GERRY

After switching on the "Tolerance Lock", I approached my new prey. But who to work on first? Bobbi was blonde and buxom, but of course I already had a girl like that, more or less at my mercy. Plus, she had a score of -66, making her the highest scored superheroine I'd encountered so far. She also, according the research I had done about her on my way over here, had actual powers. In addition to being supernaturally strong and fast, her lifespan had been expanded by some healing factor bullshit, which was...an interesting prospect. That meant she was a lot older than she looked, likely the oldest superheroine I had yet encountered.

Elizabeth on the other hand, would have been a slightly mousy looking brunette, if not for all her musculature. Although she was half Peggy's size, she was nearly as athletic looking, and her eyes contained a piercing distrust which, when compared with Bobbi's amusement at my presence, made me nervous. But her score was only -45. Even though she seemed like the more assertive of the two, she must have been compensating for something, trying to puff herself up as a protection technique.

Decisions, decisions...

AUTHOR NOTES: I'd like to address a couple of things.

1. I will not be posting images to go along with chapters. I'm sorry if that's something you thought would continue with my version of the story.

2. The appearance of the superheroines will be based more on the comics than the movies or TV shows, with a few notable exceptions. Because Peggy isn't as well known of a character in the comics, I will be using her depiction in the films and television to inform her character. In most cases, I will be basing the Super Heroine's personalities off my interpretation of their comic identities. I will change their names (like I changed Hawkeye's name) to prevent confusion (we already have a Kate and there are already too many K names anyway).