To S.T.A.R. Laboratories

It was a struggle for Cisco Ramon to keeps his eyes open. Even while he scanned through the data chart before him, he found himself blinking away the clouds of unconsciousness every few seconds.

"Yeah... I..." He poised his arms upwards and stretched with lazy vigor. "I'm finished here... Looks like any traces of meta particles have left your system..." His voice chugged to a slower rate after he cupped his mouth to stifle a yawn. "Vanished... Departed... Marooned..."

The hard clacks of Caitlin's heels clicked against the indigo hued glossy blue tiles and echoed throughout the facility. Cisco's ears picked up on the sound, which managed to snap him awake for a brief moment.

Caitlin did a double-take once she spotted her co-worker spring back to life. Giving Cisco a brief glance of suspicion, she turned her focus back towards the girl that was being treated. "I pulled up your previous records and ran them through with the current scans we conducted. Everything seems to be running exactly the same as they were before. So, there's definitely no permanent changes you need to worry about here." Giving the girl a smile, she reached into her lab coat to retrieve a pale white bottle. "But meta-particles love to resurface out of seemingly nowhere, so take these pills daily for one week. Okay? They dampen meta abilities and will kill any lasting particles that happen to resurface."

"Alright..." The young woman gulped and quickly took the bottle out of Caitlin's hand. "T.. Thank you... Both of you! I was so worried.. I thought I wouldn't be able to live a normal life!"

A genuine smile grew on Caitlin's face, "It's no problem." She then cleared her throat loudly. "Right Cisco?"

"R.. Righ... Right!" His head sprang up again with a confusing array of blinking eyes. "What wuh.... We're done? Finally!" Cisco leaned forward, groaning in the process, and lifted himself off the office chair he nearly passed out on. "I'll show you out." He addressed the girl with a yawn, before heading out of the room.

Eyes trailed on their exit, Caitlin watched as they left. And crossed her arms while sighing. She and Cisco had spent half of the previous day curing newly birthed metahumans, and even went on through the night. Now with the clock ticking to 7:00am, most people would begin or have already started preparing for the day.

But not for this cold-skinned woman. Seven in the morning means it is time to hit it out and doze off for the day.

Intending to do just that and deal with the paperwork that stacked up from each meta-patient later. Caitlin began to exit the lab herself, she reached to flip off the lights.

But upon giving the now dark room one last glance. Caitlin turned around and felt a sudden CRACK of air, with a forceful stream of wind following with it.

The abrupt **** pushed the scientist back a few feet, as she was ill-prepared for such an unexpected bout of power.

Caitlin staggered to keep her balance and felt the sliding motion of her feet, colliding with a few sheets of paper that must have scattered all across the room and floor from the boom of pulsing wind.

Blinking a few times. Caitlin gathered herself together and looked towards the cause of her practical assailment.

Everything still came off as blurry and unfocused, with her eyes still adjusting, so it took her a bit of confusing squinting to make out the shadowy figure standing in the hall. The dark outline appeared to be feminine, very much so, as the person in question had curves in just about all the perfect places. Particularly in the bust area. And whoever this was, also came off as exceptionally well built, the thickness in her thighs and size of her muscular arms gave Caitlin the feeling that this woman could probably crush anyone with her legs.

"Oh, crap! My bad! I'm sorry!" The woman exclaimed, slamming her arms against the wall near the doorway multiple times to find the light switch.

After a couple missed attempts. She did eventually find the appropriate switch and cascaded the room back in a bright glow of white light.

That's when a wave a familiarity - that was nearly as fast as the lights beaming on - passed through Caitlin.

"Power Girl?!"

"So is there something wrong with him? Am I overthinking things? Is this.. Is this a prank!?" Power Girl's tone of voice was growing ever the more anxious for a chick who has just met me.

Really though, I should be the person asking questions here. Having been **** into S.T.A.R Labs against my will and shoved onto some medical chair, with strange metallic buds pressed against my temple, I would be bound to have some questions.

Yes indeed, I have many.

For starters.

Why am I here? What the fuck is going on? Is this a dream? What the fuck is going on? Why is Power Girl so concerned for me? What the fuck is going on?

Oh, and also.

What the fuck is going on!?

Okay, fuck this, I deserve answers for at least one of those questions. At least! I opened my mouth to speak only to half Caitlin beat me to the punch.

"Well, his vitals are all stable, and his brain-wave patterns are flowing regularly." She spoke while typing with effortless speed on a tablet screen attached to her wrist. "Honestly, everything here is normal."

"So, I'm being punked?" Power Girl's lips pursed, and she shot me a raised eye-brow that sent goosebumps scattering up my man meat.

Goddamit!

I'm using every ounce of my being to avoid getting a hard-on. Which meant no looking at the large open tit window. Even though it's practically begging me to glance its way. I can't. Fucking... Look! From my point of view, Power Girl is standing right beside the hospital bed; her massive rack is directly above me. The underside of juice-filled tit is all I can see from this angle. One peek, and I'm going to be handed another free ticket to boner town.

And...

Boner town isn't a place you want to go when you're in a hospital bed surrounded by two very attractive women. Especially when one of the women can kill you in a second with a beam from their eye sockets. With the way Power Girl's gaze was locked on mine, all it would take from her is one thought, and I'd be dead...

I don't know how she'd react if she caught me with a fucking hard-on okay? All I know is that Power Girl has been known for her disdain of perverts. And last time I checked, I'm 78% perverted!

"No, I..." Caitlin trailed off, with her focus still on her wrist-tablet. "I see there is something off about him..."

"Doc... You're the one here with a science-ish P.H.D. Just translate the facts give me a straight answer. I need to know whether I should be mad at this brat or worried."

Caitlin eyed Power Girl for a moment, then switched her attention back to her data.

"There's noticeable amounts of meta-matter flowing throughout him..." She hummed as her hand moved the tablet from my head towards my feet. "Most of it is gathered in his cavity area. That could be the root of his infection or the source of his ability."

It hit me.

"That's what this is all about!" I blurted and pulled myself upright off the puffy pillow I was just resting on. "This was all part of your plan to get me here! I rejected you earlier, so now your big idea was to get me to come to you!?" Yanking out the metal stamps from my head, I added. "How pathetic can you guys be?"

Caitlin gave me a bewildered look. "What!? No! Thi... I promised we'd leave you alone, and we did! We never came back and never had the intention to!"

"What is he talking about?" Power Girl's suspicion laced voice turned to Caitlin.

The brunette gulped upon being questioned by the much stronger and bustier woman. "Cisco and I came by your house a few days ago to track down on an anti-matter surge. We eventually came to the finding that your son is a meta-human."

Power Girl furrowed her brow and crossed her arms below her chest, which had a pleasing effect on her ample bosom. Making her tit flesh press up and wobble hypnotically. "And... You didn't tell me? Why?"

"He was very insistent we leave, and so we did..." Caitlin noticed the heroine's hard gaze hadn't wavered. "We try to never **** ourselves on anyone, if a person is firmly against working with us, all we can do is advise them and respect their distance."

Not relenting on her stern look, Power Girl kept her arms crossed firmly for a lingering period, before eventually lamenting and switching her attention back to me, with a frown on her otherwise exquisite face. "And what's your excuse? I'm pretty sure you know full well that I'd want to know about this." Her sparkling blue eyes bored into mine, and I dared not look anywhere down near her boob window.

I instinctively shrunk in my own skin. "I... I've never even met you in person before! Why would I tell you out of all people? I don't even have your phone number how the heck would I go about doing that!?"

"You don't have my phone number?" Power Girl challenged my question, taking a step forward, causing her giant boobs to bounce.

"Of course I don't!" I would remember having fucking Power Girl's phone number.

"Okay let's test that theory." The heroine cocked her head and bent her legs. Blinking, I found myself surprised to see that she was gone entirely. Leaving nothing but a wake of the riled up wind.

"Woah, she's fast... I know your memory's all messed up, but it must be nice to have someone like her as your makeshift mom." Caitlin sighed, "My mother's a stuck up who cares more about her studies than she does her own daughter..."

I...

What?

"That's the second time you said that!" I slid my butt off the bed and wiggled my toes sightly while I searched for my shoes. Who the fuck even took them off? Ohhh yeah.. I was kidnapped by Power Girl before I could put them on.

Kidnapped by Power Girl? Huh, that's not something I ever thought would go through my mind. A week ago, I'd dream of even being in the same room as her, and now I've basically got a front-row seat to look at her well-build womanly figure.

I should be grateful. But instead, I'm fucking confused cause I have no idea what the hell is going on!

"Why do you keep calling her my mom? I have one step-mother, and it's not her!" I said as I marched forward, not knowing exactly where I was headed. There was a door, it was the only one in the room, by process of elimination that has the be the exit.

Caitlin tracked me with her eyes. "Wow... Now I understand why she's so worried. Five years of memories... Gone... Be glad she wasn't present to hear you say that."

I ignored her and reached for the door handle when.'

*Woosh*

"Don't worry, I heard all of it."

The door was opened on the opposing end by someone else, and I was met with my face deep in cleavage as I literally had my entire face stuck between her tits. My mind didn't consciously realize what happened since it came by so fast. But basically, I was clouded in a heat filled pillow, one in which couldn't breathe in.

But I obviously didn't care about something as redundant as breathing.

Two hands gripped my shoulders and pushed by back.

Power Girl had reappeared in the room. Her abrupt presence sent another shockwave to brush through the wind, carrying a few bottles and sheets of paper to fly off tables and onto the ground.

She had a concerned and disappointed frown on her face as she eyed me up. "Look at this, kid."

Two phones were in her hands, one I recognized as my own broken one. She placed my phone down and a desk and unlocked hers. Holding it up for everyone in the room to see, Power Girl flipped through a menu and pulled up her contacts list. There were quite a few names listed at the top-most recent; some of them had a tiny'ish star near the name to signify it was set as one of her favorites.

☆ Klark

☆ Atlee

☆Mase

☆Batman

☆Dentist Davey

"Okayy... Um... You have Batman's contact... Yeah, that makes sense... I don't know who Atlee, Klark, and Mase are. And you put your dentist in your favorites list..."

"I need to keep my white smile." She flashed me her teeth, which shined in the light, displaying her perfect set of teeth.

Okay, that is a nice smile, "But what does this prove?" I insisted. "I know for a fact I don't have your number if I did I'd text you all the time! You're freaking Power Girl!"

"You can text me any time you want! I..." Power Girl stammered and paused. She took a deep breath and extended her chest out. "Mase is your nickname... I've called you that since forever.. But you really don't remember?"

"No, because-"

She tapped the Mase person on her phone and called his number. In no less than two seconds, the sound of my phone began buzzing on the desk.

"..." I blinked. "N... No way..."

"Yeah!" Power Girl nodded. Her golden bangs bounced against her flawless forehead. "I have your number saved, and you have mine."

"Oh my gooood! This is so fucking... I just wish someone could just explain this shit!"

"Actually," Caitlin's voice popped up, "I think I might have an explanation for this..."

Power Girl shifted her weight, causing her chest to jiggle, and placed her hands on her curvy hip. "As long as you can fix this kid's memory, I can sleep happy."