The next day isn't much better for the mighty and proud Wonder Woman

"duuuhhhh... o-ooohhhhh... uhhhh..." Wonder Woman slowly sat up, wiping her sleepy eyes. "u-uhhh-hhhhh.... p-power girl? wh-what... what happened, where...? m-my head..."

"Oh, hey, you're awake!" Power Girl flew down to the kneeling Amazon's side. "Good! What's the last thing you remember?"

"u-uhhhh..." Wonder Woman scrunched her face up, and tried to think. "I- I- I was... you... we were on monitor duty?"

Power Girl beamed. "Yep!" she said. "Then you challenged me to a no-holds-barred fight, for a bit of training."

"I- I did?"

"Mhm! You said you wanted to teach me some of your favorite moves."

"B-but, then... did... did you d-do this to- to me?" Wonder Woman's face seemed to grow appalled at the notion. "Y-you, you beat me? You... you... you can't have... you can't have seriously..."

"Oh, no!" Power Girl said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "We were just on the way to get started when you slipped and bumped your head. You've got to be more careful, Diana!"

"o-oh... s-sorry..." Wonder Woman said, shaking her head slowly with a confused expression on her face. "I must've... uhhhh..."

Her voice trailed off into nothing as she stared at the floor, slowly shaking her head side-to-side while the beaming Kryptonian hovered proudly at her side, smiling wide and hands on her hips.

"Well, should we go have our fight now?" Power Girl suggested, trying hard to not sound too excited at the prospect. "I'd love you to show me some of your best moves, Diana..."

"Uhhh..." Wonder Woman said, still staring at the ground. "N-no, I think... I th-think, that uhhhh... I should j-just..."

Not wanting her prey to suggest that they take a break and let her rest, Power Girl jumped in quickly. "Oh, that's alright!" she said. "If you're feeling a bit banged up, we can just go lift some weight in the gym instead. How does that sound? Do you think you could do that?"

Wonder Woman licked her lips a few times, still staring downwards, and didn't say anything. Eventually, she found it in her to give a weak nod, which was all Power Girl needed to pick her up under the arms and whiz both heroines over to the Watchtower's top-floor exercise facilities, dumping Diana on her star-spangled ass once they arrived.

"Great! Here, you go lie down on the bench press, I'll get your weight ready."

With a feeble nod and a hand to her forehead, Wonder Woman staggered up to her feet and then shuffled towards the bench press to lay down atop it, not really thinking too hard at the moment. What was happening? Power Girl had said she'd bumped her head on the floor, but... she was usually made of sterner stuff than that, right? And what was with this pounding in her head?

As she lay down atop the bench press, Power Girl humming happily in the corner of the gym and racking weights onto the barbell, Diana squeezed her eyes shut and thought. What had happened? Hera, if knocking her head on the floor was all it took to get her in such a feeble state, maybe working out wasn't the best idea right now... she just needed to rest and get her memory back. Just this short time after waking up she was already starting to feel a bit more like herself and get some of her usual rationale back, which was a good sign that with enough time she would make a full recovery - decision made, Diana sat up and began to tell Power Girl that they would just have to work out together later.

"Power Girl, I think I need-"

Before she could finish the sentence, Power Girl rushed back at top speed, pretending not to hear her, and carrying a barbell filled with weights. Wonder Woman squeaked as Power Girl arrived at her side and pushed her back to a laying-down position, before lifting the weight and holding it above her chest.

"Alright, hold onto this!" Power Girl instructed. Without really thinking about it, Diana's arms came up automatically and held onto the barbell. Big mistake. Power Girl released it, and immediately, Diana's face contorted into one of shock and strain. Her arms shook trying to hold up the weight, and her teeth clenched as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"I don't know what you normally lift, so I just used my setup. I hope that's alright." Power Girl smiled, seeing the strain on Wonder Woman's face as she struggled to lift it.

The Queen of the Amazons couldn't hold the weight up for long. In short time, it pushed her hands and arms down, further down, until the bar began pressing against her might red corset and squashing her boobs to her chest.

"P-pow..." Diana struggled to get the words out and tell her fellow Justice Leaguer that she couldn't lift it, that she was too weak. The heavy weight was constricting her breathing as it sank further and further against her chest. "Power... I c-can't... bre..."

Wonder Woman gasped as her arms shook and her face changed from strain to terror. Hera... she couldn't lift it. She couldn't breathe. Her mind felt that same familiar cloud of fog come over it, as her arms and face started to relax. Her muscles shook less. The bar pressed against her with less resistance. As the corners of her vision went dark, the brave and mighty Wonder Woman felt herself fading away, and her eyes began to gently flitter closed. Her expression became one of peaceful, noble rest, the visage you might see in a portrait or a statue of a famed queen - except instead, it was on the failing body of an oxygen-starved supposed superheroine, who was about to be knocked out by a piece of gym equipment.

"p-pow-powerrr..." she stammered feebly, before her head fell to rest on its cheek, out like a light. Her hands fell down, moved only by the barbell the limp fingers barely wrapped around, which now had free reign to compress her bosom even more. Wonder Woman was fast asleep.

Power Girl watched from the side, with an amused look on her face, leaning against a treadmill as she watched Wonder Woman struggling with the barbell and ultimately passing out completely. She had to hold in her laughter at the pathetic sight. "The most powerful woman on Earth". Hah. Power Girl pushed off of the treadmill and walked to Diana's side, reaching out for the barbell.

"Oop... Let me help you out from under there..." she said, humor clear in her tone, as she lifted the barbell from the not-so-amazing amazon's chest with ease. Diana's limp arms were finally released, and swung down to dangle off either side of the bench she was atop. Power Girl stared at her, wearing a mocking smile. She was fully aware that if she'd just turned and left, there would have been nobody to save Diana. That would have been the end. The rest of the League would have just found her there, ko'd and dealt with by a barbell. Maybe not even the rest of the League. Maybe the mailman.

Power Girl let the barbell drop to the floor, and took the sleepyhead Amazon up into her arms, carrying her like a sleepy baby. Diana's beautiful head fell back over her strong Kryptonian forearm, raven locks dangling freely in the hair. Power Girl enjoyed the way that Diana's thighs pressed together, and the way her body completely shifted to her will as she held it in her arms. Fast asleep against the heavy bust of Power Girl. Power Girl. The winner. The one who defeated Diana Prince.

With a smile, she turned, and carried Diana back towards the dorm rooms. When Diana next awoke, she'd find herself in Power Girl's room. And there was lots of fun to be had in there.