Power Girl’s hefty chest bounced as she took long, hard breathes to regain some control of her body. Past the pain, there was this gnawing hunger bubbling up inside her belly. It wasn’t simply that she felt hungry, but rather she felt an uncontrollable urge to eat anything around her. On her hands and knees at Santanna’s metal feet, Power Girl held her belly as the rumbles grew into a roar. Power Girl was losing control, she could feel her sense going dull as the hunger overwhelmed her. After that happened, what would become of her? Would she fall into a coma? Transform into one of Santanna’s freaky animal minions? Or would she simply become a mindless eating machine? Whatever happened didn’t matter because the moment she gave up she would have her brain removed and she would never have to worry about what’s happening to her body because she’ll never see it again.

“You’re pathetic. I told Gerald he should have Supergirl’s body, but he wanted your pathetic hide for some reason,” Satanna scoffed and Power Girl growled softly, lifting her head up to glare at the crazy scientist. She was constantly being compared to the only other super powerful blonde on the planet and every time she came up short end of the stick. Supergirl was tougher, more innocent, stronger and prettier in a lot of people’s minds. She was the little princess and Power Girl was the Wannabe with a the huge jugs. The hunger was pushed away by a renewed anger that grew from a flicker into a blaze after Satanna said the worst thing she possibly could say to Power Girl.

“I suppose he just wants you for those silly things on his chest. Men and their love of fake breasts, I’ll never understand it.”

“FAKE!” Power Girl screamed, forgetting about her hunger and her pain at the ultimate insult. She was proud of her chest and proved that by showing more of it then most other female heroes. They were bigger then any other woman in the league, even Wonder Woman, and she was proud of them. Insulting her character and weight was one thing, but you never go after the twins.

“Not so fast,” Satanna growled as she lifted her Sonic Boom Hammer high over her head. Before she could bring it down on Power Girl’s head, the busty hero’s hand snapped forward and grabbed Satanna’s ankle. Her fingers sank into the leopard spotted metal like it was tin foil and with a yank Power Girl ripped her mental boot apart and sent Satanna stumbling back and onto her ass. Even though she wasn’t a professional fighter, Power Girl knew she couldn’t give Satanna a second to breath. Throwing herself on top of the scientific super villainess, Power Girl wrestled the hammer out of her hands easily. Straddling her body, Power Girl lifted the hammer in both hands over her head in triumph.

“If you can’t play nice I’m going to take your toys away,” Power Girl taunted and with ease tore the hammer in two and tossed the remains to the side. Satanna looked up at her hated enemy in unadulterated fury, seeing every girl that had mocked her for her genius and attraction to simians. With her power amour on still increasing her strength, Satanna tried to throw Power Girl off of her, but she might as well have been trying to move the Chrysler Building. Power Girl was still weak, but even at half her strength she was stronger then almost anyone on Earth. She pinned Satanna’s shoulders down with one hand and began ripping the armor off of her one piece at a time.

“You stupid slut! I’ll kill you! Kill You!” Satanna screamed as she was stripped violently by the much more powerful girl. Power Girl jeered down at Satanna, enjoying the change in roles. “Don’t be such a bitch. If I was caught wearing an ugly outfit with leotard print I’d thank whoever got me out of it.” The amour around her arms was pulled off like a glove, ripped off her hands and tossed into a growing pile. Power Girl sank her fingers into her bulky chest plate, tearing it off with one pull. Power Girl disarmed and disrobed Satanna until all that was left was a pasty, dark haired woman lying in a pile of shattered metal. Power Girl got off the criminal, letting out a small chuckle at what she was wearing under her power suit.

“Granny panties with monkeys on them. I know you like having monkeys near your crotch, but I think you’re taking it too far.” Other then the inappropriate underwear, Satanna was completely nude. She hadn’t been wearing a bra so Power Girl got a few view of her chest which was about two sizes smaller then her knockers. The villainess had nothing to say for once, remaining silent as she seethed about being humiliated by Power Girl. As nice as it was to not have to listen to her annoying voice, Power Girl needed some information. Satanna wasn’t the one she wanted, it was her extra crispy boyfriend that was on her chopping block.

Reaching down, Power Girl wrapped her fingers around Satanna’s neck and lifted her up, floating several feet in the air to hold the scientist up. “Where’s Ultra-Humanite?” Power Girl demanded to know, to which Satanna spitted out, “Bite me!”

Power Girl frowned, but retained her cool, feeling the adrenalin that had let her beat Satanna die down and once that was gone, the hunger returned strong. Power Girl was going to ask again with more force, when her stomach gurgled and whined to be filled. The hunger once more gnawed on her mind and she struggled to keep floating. Satanna saw Power Girl weakening and squirmed to escape her grasp, but the blond hero regained focus and tightened her grasp around the half naked woman’s throat. Trying to stay focused on her enemy, Power Girl stared long and hard at her smooth, pale skin and found her mouth watering. Satanna wasn’t her type, but she right now she looked more tasty then anything Power Girl had ever seen. Without thinking, Power Girl leaned in and licked Satanna’s cheek.

“Mmmmm, I won’t bite you bitch, but I think I want a taste of you,” power Girl moaned as she licked her lips. All Satanna could do was stare with big, frightened eyes as Power Girl’s mouth expanded out to better taste the tasty villain.