Well, that was the wierdest thing you'd heard in a long while, and it didn't take all of your common sense to realise that there was only one real option. Get out of there. Fast. There was no way you could beat Supergirl, surely, and you had too much pride to surrender to her. Ducking under her arm, you rush towards the door, you reach towards the door knob and twist it, pulling the door open. But then it's slammed in your face, by Supergirl who effortlessly pushed a hand against it. "I don't think so." She said, and you spun on your heel, heading through an open door into another room, which you find to be a spacious bedroom, with a massive bed fit for a King.. Or Queen. Without warning, suddenly you're flung against another wall by Supergirl, who pins your arm to the wall.


"C'mon. Fight me!" By this point you were remembering the cute, adorable Supergirl that had always been seen on TV. Obviously she didn't act that way to people who wrote such nasty articles on her. "Or are you afraid of fighting a girl?" She grinned, springing the gender comment. Then she quickly pulled one arm back, and wham! Her fist drove into your stomach, which hurt very much. She let go of your arms and you slid to the floor. Then her right leg rose and she gently pushed her foot in your face. You were overwhelmed by it's stench which was absoloutely dreadful and sweaty, and ugh. You couldn't bear it but you were still shaken from that punch and found it hard to move. Plus her foot was keeping your head pressed against the wall. She laughed tauntingly as her sweaty, stinky foot rubbed all over your face. "Like it? I bet you do!" At this comment you muster up the strength to grab her leg and try to push it away, which she allows, as you'd normally never have the strength.


"Well, what will it be? Are you going to lick my feet or do we have to do it the hard way?" She said, giving you one last choice...