a photo-shopped picture

Diana opened the envelope. She pulled out an 8x10 photo pasted to a piece of thick posterboard. It was a photo of a naked woman kneeling before a naked man who had his penis in his hand. Diana's face had been pasted onto the woman, and streaks of cum super-imposed onto Diana's face.

"Oh my god!" she said.

She turned the photo over. "Thought you would like this! It's a wonder a woman like you doesn't do this more often!" Diana looked sternly at this less than subtle message.

"Thanks for giving me this," she said. "It's a sick joke, and I'll handle it!"

She stormed off. Back home, she carefully examined the photo and handwriting, looking for a clue to the authorship. She found no fingerprints, nor anything that helped. She left the photo on her study's desk.

Little did she know the thick posterboard that the photo was attached to held a thin micro-transmitter. Soon the author of the photo knew where Diana lived.

Later that night, Diana prepared for bed. As she changed into her silk pajamas, she was unaware of a colorless, odorless gas seeping in through her air conditioning vent.

She barely made it to bed before falling into a very deep sleep.

A figure in a gas masked entered her house after disabling her alarm system. The intruder found Diana asleep. They fondled her thick, black hair and ran a finger over her parted lips. A while later the figure had found Wonder Woman's golden tiara. They pulled out a exact duplicate and replaced the tiara.

The figure left but not before fondling Diana's breasts.

Diana woke the next day as her alarm went off. She was very groggy and had not slept that deeply in a long time. She did not know her golden tiara was a replica, not only that but a replica with powerful neuro-transmitters implanted inside.