So well she turns to mush.

"Please... I want to be a mommy..."

Power Girl's voice is trembling and small as she curls beneath you, her hands up at her lips as she focuses her courage to spread her legs for you. Lying here without her thick boots, or her leotard to emphasise her legs, or even her make up to help add maturity to her features, she looks so much more like the Supergirls you know and love. Her kryptonian genetics keep her youthful, so much so that if she just grew her hair out you would have three identical girls at your beck and call.

But more than that, it is her voice and manner that makes her seem younger now. Power Girl clearly puts a lot of effort into being the proper 'grown up', but your speed run of her insecurities, her wants and weakness has shattered that mask, drawing out more and more the scared little girl who has never allowed herself to heal. Reaching out you caress her face, wiping away some of her tears as she nuzzles your hand, needing you as both lover and carer. She pines when you withdraw your hand, her face flushing as she realises it's to strip yourself down. Your aura prickles as you can feel Supergirl and Satan Girl taking peeks through the wall with their x-ray vision. Naughty, but not so naughty you need to stop them.

"Will this be your first time?"

Her eyes are fixed on you as she nods shyly.

"You really are just an innocent little girl, aren't you?"

Her eyes screw up and she nods, being brave.

"I... people are hard... I just... I can't connect long or well... I'm always... always so scared or angry and..."

You let out a soothing shh, seeing fresh tears spill. You pet her head and she purrs into it, your thumb tracing her soft lips and slipping between them.

"It's okay. You can just be a little girl. Just be my little girl, and let me take care of you."

You smile as Power Girl's tongue licks at your thumb, sucking at it, a mix of desperation, appeal, and comfort. It's cute to see someone with such a stunning, mature body let go like this. If this is what's been lying under all the stress, unable to properly grow, then you truly are doing the best thing by taking her into your care.

"This is going to hurt, but don't worry... all the Supergirls like when it hurts."

You use your free hand to line yourself up with Power Girl's trembling slit. With practiced ease you guide yourself in, indeed, all the Supergirls feel identical inside. So hot, so warm, so needy. Your work up a bit of a pace at the entrance, your aura spreading through Power Girl to protect her from your power, nevermind shielding the bed.

"Such a beautiful, little girl." You grin, making her smile one more time before you thrust hard.

Power Girl lacks Supergirl's durability now. Even Satan Girl when you first took her still had some vestiges of her power left. Power Girl's hymen is pure, soft flesh and tears against your cock without effort. She clings to your hand, muffling her scream with your thumb in her mouth. Her eyes are open and wild at how much it hurts, and how right you are that it feels good. When her cries settle down, you pull your thumb away from her, her lips chasing you making it easy to **** her into a kiss, feeling her moans and cries reverberate in your mouth as you fuck her hard, her face hot under her cold tears.

Your hands now free they begin to strike against her body. Crushing breasts and stroking sensitive areas. You understand the dance so well and you ensure that Power Girl's first time makes up for her prolonged virginity. She clings to you, and you're happy to keep her close, comforted. With the sudden loss of her powers, she is even more sensitive than she would have been, and her tight body quivers in orgasm around your inhuman shaft.

"I'm going to cum soon. This will be your first step towards becomming a mother." You warn.

Tears streaming down a face of mixed emotions, Power Girl trembles, pressing flat against you and crushing her monster breasts into your tight chest, as if she fears any distance between you will make her lose a single drop.

"I want it... I want it... I want it..." she whispers over and over, willing you to fill her womb.