Flying Car

While Zack sleeps comfortably, let's see what you think, Poison Ivy...

"How crazy..." Pamela murmured.

The car had been flying for hours among the clouds, all the while Zack slept peacefully between Poison Ivy's voluminous breasts.

Feeling her Owner's soft breathing, she was still processing the latest events; she never imagined becoming the sex **** of her own experiment.

"How... I didn't see this coming," Poison Ivy said softly.

Incredibly, that was her reality now. The one who had been her guinea pig for months yesterday had today become her unconditional owner. She felt he would do anything for him, from turning herself in to the police to destroying her beloved plants. There were no limits to her slavery!

"What... a delicious irony," she said, gently stroking his head.

She was fully aware that she was being controlled, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. What's more, it turned her on to be subdued by someone weaker.

The infatuation, the submission, the enormous arousal, and the terrible addiction. She knew the symptoms very well because she'd studied them, but it was something very different to experience them firsthand.

"I see... Sniff... that's why the alien couldn't resist... Sniff... it's intoxicating."

The longer she smelled him, the more the symptoms became intense, clouding her judgment and making her crave more; it was impossible to escape.

"Oh... Sniff... how cute a baby looks."

The young man above her shook his head in his sleep. The villain was excited by the feel of his body, especially the scent of him. His acne-ridden face, those glasses, and those braces were far from attractive, but now he was an Adonis to her.

She didn't mind the order; she simply covered him with Power Girl's face and stroked his hair. Meanwhile, she had put on a worn shirt of Zack's that barely fit the cabin, something he himself had ordered her to wear.

Poison Ivy was more than happy to have the Owner's scent all over her body, making her feel like he owned her, which was true.

It was getting colder, indicating they were already at the North Pole. Pam took advantage of this to snuggle closer to the Owner to give him more warmth.

"Poor thing... he's had a lot of emotions, and a lot of it is because of me."

As she settled in, a huge, until-unknown feeling overwhelmed her... IT WAS GUILT!.

She'd never felt guilt for any of the crimes she'd committed; she was pretty sure she did it for a better world for plants. But seeing Zack asleep, a tremendous regret overwhelmed her.

He felt terrible about the way she'd used him as a lab rat, almost killing him. Next to Power Girl, he was complete scum.

"Oh, I was the worst with you..."

He desperately needed to make up for his sins and show Zack how useful and loyal he could be. But he had a lot to catch up on, especially competing against the Kryptonian, the one who saved his life and took his virginity.

"Even so... I mustn't be left behind."

It's true; she had many virtues he could explore. She gave him her powers, too. He knew them better than anyone, and he could improve them. Luckily, he brought his laptop. Another advantage was his experience with sex. From the videos, he learned that Power Girl was a virgin, while Pam was a master in the art of seduction, and he would use it to his advantage.

In the distance, he could see a kind of crystal castle, barely visible through the ice, but very beautiful. There, he knew they had arrived... at the Fortress of Solitude.