device 3: worse living through chemistry

Hannah leaned on one hand while strumming the lab table with the other. She'd spent the last four hours creating a serum she hoped would prove to be the antidote to Rocketgirl's superpowers. She was eager to find out, of course, but part of her secretly hoped it wouldn't work. It's not that she wanted Rocketgirl to keep her powers. On the contrary, she looked forward to destroying the heroine and taking her place.

But she'd enjoyed torturing the heroine sexually a few hours earlier, and watching Nicole make her squirm in response to the various effects of the contact lenses. She was looking forward to torturing her with the earbuds Nicole was building now. If she could endlessly **** the heroine using all her weaknesses against her and take her place as the most superpowered being in the city, she would. But she'd spent so much energy on planning this antidote, she simply had to know if it would work.

Fortunately, Rocketgirl didn't appear in a hurry to let Hannah get on with her experiment. Hannah had planned to **** Rocketgirl again shortly after Nicole went upstairs, but even after Hannah switched the contact lenses off to fully transparent, Rocketgirl remained virtually comatose. It was only because Rocketgirl hadn't revived that Hannah had finished creating her serum.

And now, of course, Nicole came downstairs beaming, holding two silicone ears in her hands. "**** device 2 is ready to go!" she exclaimed. She glanced at the limp heroine. "Guess you didn't get to have your fun after all?"

Hannah sighed. "I turned off the lenses hours ago. She's still a wet blanket. I even finished making the serum."

"Holy shit!" Nicole cried. "Have you tried it? Do you have powers?"

Hannah shook her head. "Not that serum. I'm still working out some of the kinks in that one. But I think I've worked out how to remove her powers once and for all."

Nicole deposited the earbuds on a table and grasped Hannah's hands. "Then sweetie, you have to try it," she encouraged. "I know you want to **** the little bitch. I do, too. But if there's a chance, even a small one, that she can recover from what we do to her, then she will destroy us. You know that, right? Her powers are not to be trifled with. If we can make her mortal, we have to try. And you know what? If it works, we can still **** her."

Hannah smiled. "I like the way you think."

Rocketgirl sighed and stretched in her bonds. She blinked her eyes a few times, and Nicole could see her pupils were back to normal size. "Do your thing, Hannah," Nicole said. "I'll just watch from the corner. I'm so proud of you."

After hours of lonely, hard work, Hannah was excited to get back to torturing Rocketgirl. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she said, striding slowly up to Rocketgirl's face. "You sure know how to keep a girl waiting. How are you feeling this morning?"

"Fine," Rocketgirl spat. "Go to hell."

"I wouldn't talk to me like that if I were in your position," Hannah replied, gesturing down the heroine's bound, prone body. "But do you know, I think you're in just about the perfect position for something else I'd like to do."

"Oh yeah? What's that?" Rocketgirl retorted. "Take a nap? You look fucking exhausted, like you stayed up all night and didn't even get anything out of it."

Hannah's smile broadened. "As a matter of fact, I did stay up all night," she said. "And I think the fruits of my labor are about to pay off. Do you want to know what I was working on all night? Deconstructing everything you told me last night about your super powers. Breaking down everything you said about your weaknesses and how you've tried to combat them. And I think I've devised the perfect antidote to your superpowers."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Rocketgirl spat. "I've had my powers for years, and I've never been able to overcome my weaknesses. I already told you that."

"Yes, that's true," Hannah said slowly. "But you're not nearly as smart as me. And besides, your goal was fundamentally different from mine. You see, you were trying to obliterate your weaknesses. I, on the other hand, am trying to expand them. You were trying to enhance your superpowers. I am trying to eradicate them. And now," she strode slowly to the lab table and retrieved a beaker filled with a glowing lime green sludge, "I believe I've done it."

Rocketgirl's eyes widened. She shook her head. "No, I don't believe you," she said. "It's not possible."

"Really? Are you sure? Would you care to bet on it? Let's find out together, shall we? Open wide!"

"Mm-mm! Mm-mm!" Rocketgirl shook her head in protest, her lips clamped shut.

Hannah laughed. "No, no, no, silly, not your mouth," she said. "What would be the fun in that? No, I think it would be far more fun to introduce you to this serum through one of your preexisting weaknesses. Shall we say...through sex?"

Rocketgirl pushed her hands and feet firmly against the table, hoping beyond all reason that this time, her bonds would break. Of course they did not, and she watched helplessly as Hannah poured the green serum into the base of a large, ridged shaft and screwed it shut. The young chemist then pulled cords from the base of the shaft around her legs and tightened them. It gradually dawned on Rocketgirl that the device was a strap-on dildo, and that Hannah intended to fuck her with it.

Hannah looked wistfully at the earbuds resting on the nearby table. She pondered a moment before making up her mind.