She was a test subject. Against her will. And not alone.

Apparently Dr. Powers had met up with her and her daughter under the pretext of hiring them as muscle for a job she was planning to pull to pay for her research. The food was ****, and when they awoke, they were naked, lying next to each other on a concrete floor, the only thing they were wearing was a Neg-Collar each.

Ultimamom woke first and lurched over to Ultimagirl, shook her and yelled. Ultimagirl's eyes opened, but she didn't rise. "Mom, I can't move!" Ultimagirl said with rising panic. Then, bringing it under control she continued, "Why are we naked?"

"Not quite naked." Ultimamom said, pointing at the collar she was wearing. When she tried to touch it, she found she could not move closer anymore than Ultimagirl could move at all. Then she couldn't move at all.

"Excellent. You should be able to move now Ultimagirl, while you can't, Ultimamom. Please rise, Ultimagirl." Dr. Powers' voice said over the intercom.

Ultimagirl stood up and charged the door with her shoulder, a move which should have knocked it off its hinges and flying, or just split the sturdy wooden door down the middle. Instead all it did was hurt her shoulder a lot and leave her collapsed in a heap at the base of the door she had so singly failed to open.

"And your powers are indeed disabled. Excellent. Now, let's test some of the other functions." Ultimamom moved stiffly, without any control over her body. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked as her fist flew into the concrete wall and crushed a chunk of it the size of a man's head.

"Testing my new toy. I wouldn't want to make a mistake with Ultramom. If I make a mistake with her, I'm screwed, while the two of you? You can just disappear and no one will miss you. So far the results are excellent. Now, paralysis, power removal, power return, remote control...what was next on my list?"