Aboard the Justice Knights' starship Watchtower

"We have ****?"

"We have ****," Diana of the planet Themyscira confirmed. The Princess of the Amazons wore a loincloth of thin blue silk. Her upper breasts were covered by an eagle wrought of gold, its outstretched wings sweeping down allowing concealed grav-engines to lift and separate. Its talons covered her nipples and held short lengths of even thinner red silk that hung sheer to the bottom of her tits and served to emphasize their size.

"We have ****", Diana repeated more gently looking straight into the other woman's eyes. Wonder Woman's were blue and kind but so commanding.

"I agree," the Bat Man growled. At that Power Girl ceased falling into the deep blue pools of Diana's eyes. The almost inhuman sound of the Bat made her shiver.

"If there's war we'll win." (Power Girl couldn't help noticing only her cousin Superman looked as certain as the Bat Man.) "But the Domain of Creation will be devastated."

"And Diana must be ready to lead the Amazons if we do not succeed. I am powerful and at the same time expendable. Very well. Time to face the queen."

Power Girl strode forward, ignoring the hand her cousin extended to try and reassure her she was not expendable. Two steps beyond the rest of the Justice Knights she stopped and composed herself. The screen ahead showed the White Queen's fleet, thousands of tiny fighters, a hundred or more capital ships and the dreaded Hellfire looming enormous at its centre. And this was but a fraction of her strength.

Power Girl gestured and almost immediately the threatening spectacle was replaced with one of almost overwhelming beauty.

The White Queen was dressed simply in white fur cape, white corset, white thong and white thigh-high boots. The stories had led her to expect less clothes and more diamonds. But the stories could not convey a fraction of her beauty. Power Girl felt giddy or drunk as open-mouthed she admired the swell of perfect tits pushed up by the corset and found herself intoxicated as she followed the curves of the most sexual body in the universe.

"We are honoured, your majesty." Distantly Power Girl was aware this wasn't the first time the Bat had quietly and urgently growled those words to her. She repeated them and by the end had regained enough of herself to blush as she noticed the Queen was flanked by a naked white-haired woman and a topless brunette with a white streak. They were both gorgeous.

"This is my champion, Rogue." The queen gestured to the topless woman. A mischievous smile passed quickly over the White Queen's face, so quickly Power Girl wondered if she'd imagined it.

"The Strike-Captain's fame precedes her." The Bat had predicted correctly. Again.

"I am pleased you have heard of her. Word of your own beauty and strength has reached even the Empire of Marvels. But you have us at a disadvantage. My champion displays more..." The queen gestured.

Power Girl was confused. Surely she didn't mean-- The confusion passed. Of course, how improper of her.

"My apologies, your majesty."

Power Girl wore a short dress of white satin that ended just below her thighs and continued as bands of satin that wrapped around her legs and turned a brilliant blue below the knees. Set in the satin was a boob window edged in the same blue.

Reminded of her manners, Power Girl's hands went to the boob window and tore it open. Her enormous breasts-- No, not breasts. What was she thinking? Her fabulous funbags for fucking females sprang free. She shook her chest to make sure they jiggled. Behind her she could hear Miss Martian urgently consulting with the Bat, but she knew with certainty it didn't matter.

The giggling White Queen gave her champion a spank and Rogue joined in the jiggling with a smile. Seeking to keep the edge in even this competition Power Girl began to sway sensually, stroking and teasing and displaying herself to the enemy. To keep them distracted. To show respect. Because.

"Very well, the battle will commence in the time it takes for your homeworld to complete one full rotation. Let us mix freely as if at peace till then. And once my champion has won you shall be my new concubine."

The image cut off and was replaced by warships in space once more.

"That went better than I expected," Power Girl announced as she rejoined the others. Then, suddenly remembering what she had to do, she tore the surprised Diana's golden breast jewelry away and sucking and slobbering with gusto gave Wonder Woman's huge hooters the attention they needed.

Tomorrow there would be a battle of champions between Marvel and DC.