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Anna Kournikova

2011-06-29T00:05:00.000-07:00

Anna Kournikova

Besides having a sexy, athletic body, the the tennis player from Russian is also blessed with a smooth and beautiful skin. There is one trick that made Anna to make her skin look radiant, ie microdermabrasion treatment that serves shrink pores on her face.

Anna Kournikova Without Makeup

anna kournikova is very sexy.. and beautiful girl

Very Beautiful Robin Girl /if she became my wife

2011-05-13T18:06:00.001-07:00

Very Beautiful Robin Girl /if she became my wife

Her name is Stephanie Brown aka Candace Nirvana

2011-05-13T17:44:00.000-07:00

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Her name is Stephanie Brown. Close friend of Tim Drake, the man better known to the world as crimefighter, Robin, Stephanie assumed his role when Drake was injured battling Darkshade. He trained her extensively in the ways of martial arts, combat and weaponry. She was a gifted athlete and had the agility and speed of Drake - but the background of a Dancer - which enhanced her abilities in hand to hand combat. Stephanie went about her duties of protecting the city with grace, beauty and respect. But, it was time to face her most deadly foe and avenge Drake's defeat. It was time to take down Darkshade.

The famous suit fit her perfectly and much like when worn by Drake - had an endless assortment of weapons stashed throughout. Her utility belt was a veritable crime fighting laboratory and featured almost anything she could need in almost any situation. Her mask concealed her secret identity and protected the safety of her family, not to mention the secrets of all those she allied with. If someone discovered that she was Stephanie Brown, then it would become known that Robin was associated with Tim Drake and from there, only one step from discovering the secrets of Bruce Wayne.

She, however, had no intentions of letting her identity be discovered - and, what's more - she knew the location of Darkshade's current operations. She would seek him out, use her stealth to surprise him and once and for all, Darkshade would be put behind bars.

Darkshade's hideout was not hard to find. Stephanie had access to the police intelligence as well as the Bat crime lab. She used the information to access the lair using a secret entrance underneath the wharf. However, it didn't take long for Darkshade's masked henchmen to find her. One of her gifts was stealth - her opponents, on the other hand - also benefitted from this skill. But, her senses were on full alert and she detected the foul presence behind her.They were trained killers, skilled in hand to hand combat. She... was in short... a lethal weapon.

But, with each thug she would take out - another would follow. She was up for the task."Where's Darkshade? Tell me and I won't hurt you."

"Fuck you you stupid bitch!"

"Oh my, such language. Fine, I'll have to use more persuasive methods."
Another thug hit the floor hard, but it seemed like their numbers were endless. Stephanie soon began to tire and lost touch with her instincts, allowing one to sneak up behind her.

"WHU???....GRRR....NNNNGGGGHHH....."

"Now your done for, cutey. I'm going to snap you in two."

The brute crushed down on her rib cage. Stephanie thrashed and kicked, desperately trying to break free as her breathing was greatly restricted.

"Aaannnnhhhh......oooo....too....tooo....strong....c-c-crushing....meeeeee."

She fought valiantly but the beast's strength was too much. Deprived of oxygen for too long, the beautiful and spunky superheroine collapsed in her foe's arms.

"I think it's time to get the boss. He's gonna want to have some fun with this one."

"Well now, let's see who we have under the mask, shall we?"

"Get off me you pig!"

"Well, well - if it isn't Ms. Stephanie Brown - Tim Drake's BFF. What a catch."

"Release me, Now Darkshade ! I'll see that the justice system treats you farely."

"Oh you will now? How sweet. I have other ideas, Ms. Brown. For starters, why don't you tell me where I can find Tim Drake? Mr. Drake will be kind enough to tell me where I can find, the Batman!"

"NEVER AND YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS."

"I have other ways of persuading you."

SLASH!

"STOP THAT...WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Darkshade used his razor sharp claws and sliced open Robin's suit, exposing muscular midrif. "Last chance Stephanie. You see, my cameras are recording every moment of this. They will capture every inch of your young, naked body - once I'm through with you. Then I'll take the tapes and send them out over the internet. Your buddies will be forced to come to your rescue at which point, I'll spring the trap. I'll squash your two spandex clad chums like bugs and the world will be rid of batman once and for all. Or, I'll make you a deal. You tell me where I can find Drake and I'll give them the option to simply...drop out of the crimefighting game. What do you say?"

"I SAY ROT IN HELL YOU TWISTED MADMAN!"

"Pity...oh well, let's see what you have under that ridiculous costume of yours."

"NNNNNNAAAAAAAAAHHH!"Her suit hung from her perfect body by only slivers of tattered fabric. Robin had been stripped naked and humiliated beyond her worst imagination. The tapes would circulate throughout the world and the entire free world would see the famous costumed sidekick of the legendary Batman - in a defiled state of complete nudity and bondage."Look at you my dear. Quite a specimen. Although, I figured for a young girl your age you wouldn't be quite as...grown in down on the playing field if you get my drift."

"What are you talking about, villain?"

"I'm talking about that gigantic bush of yours, Robin. Once I get done eating that I'll be pulling pubes out of my teeth for weeks."

"YOU PERVERTED MONSTER."

"Come now. Spare me the obligatory hero speak. Now, I'll give you one last chance. Tell me where I can find Drake, or I will be forced to put you through a most painful and unfortunate process. I don't think you want to be on the receiving end of my powers."

"I'll tell you nothing !!"

"Very well."

Darkshade grabbed the helpless heroine's head and unleashed his agonizing supernatural powers. His dark energy coursed through her body - causing her nightmarish pain until finally, she could take no more. Stephanie passed out. She would awaken again and again, and each time Darkshade would punish her with his abusive powers and each time she would refuse to give in. The video would circulate throughout the internet. Tim Drake and Batman would see them and be forced to come to her rescue. But...will Darkshade's plan to trap and murder them using Stephanie for the bait work? Only time would tell.

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Hero Girl 1 - The Intruder

2011-05-11T09:14:00.000-07:00

Hero Girl 1 - The Intruder

3 WMV files requiring latest version of windows media player (video resolution 856 X 480) This is a 14 minute downloadable video (broken into three seprate downloadable parts) featuring the perils of Hero Girl as an intruder comes into her house, struggles, knocks her out, gasses her, and eventually is overpowered by her. Although most of the adventure does not feature Hero Girl in her costume (only the last few minutes) she is in sexy denim shorts and a white top. She is subdued by a rag to the mouth, subjected to belly punches, tied up, gased, and eventually escapes to overpower her captor as Hero Girl.

Super Arrogance - By Punished Heroines

2011-05-11T09:12:00.000-07:00

Super Arrogance - By Punished Heroines

RavenGirl arrives to stop what she thinks is just another robbery but she bites off more than she can chew! Raven is very cocky and takes the villain for granted by shrugging off his warnings. She quickly finds herself on the floor trying to figure out how he was so strong! Raven soon finds out that she is physically no match for her foe and takes a beating to her face, belly and back. The once arrogant RavenGirl tries to crawl for the door but she is dragged back and stripped of her costume! Raven tries to escape one more time but is knocked out and carried away! Don't miss Iris Meadows first video short in Super Arrogance!

SHG media is not the producer of this video, it is being sold here on behalf of Punished Heroines. This video is approximately 9 minutes long, 83 Megabytes in size, 864X480 resolution in WMV format. Windows media player and a high speed internet connection required.

Mind Control Madness

2011-05-11T09:06:00.000-07:00

Mind Control Madness

Vanessa under mind control! How can it be? The nemesis to Luna Crush is finally overthrown by one of her evil minions, in this adventure, the wicked Vanessa is planning her global domination when she is surprised by one of her minions who takes her new weapon… A mind control collar meant for dogs, and uses it against her. In a flash of light, Vanessa is transformed into a mindless slave at the whim of her evil minion. She is forced to dance, clean, obey, and serve men. When the evil minion is done with his fun, he sells off the enslaved Vanessa to the highest bidder who then gets to have his way with her. If you’re a mind control fan and a fan of Vanessa, then this video is for you.

Raven Knocked-Out (unmasked)

2011-05-11T09:04:00.000-07:00

Raven Knocked-Out

Check out Raven in her first full-length video adventure. The adventure starts with Raven sleeping, waking up and getting ready for work as a police girl. She is surprised by a villain, knocked out, stripped out of her jeans and t-shirt into her bra and underwear, carried. After a short struggle, she is bound to a bed in her underwear and the villain proceeds to use chloroform on her. Able to eventually escape, she transforms into the costumed heroine “Raven” where she proceed to kick the villains butt. During the struggle he is once again able to subdue her with chloroform. She is tied up and when she awakes, she is unmasked and her alter ego is revealed. She is knocked out some more, bound to a chair, interrogated and has water splashed on her. How will our sexy heroine escape!!

Relic Raider 7

2011-05-11T09:00:00.000-07:00

Relic Raider 7 - The Room of Doom (HD Download)

Brand new Relic Raider adventure! Check out sexy Stacie Lynn (Now in HD) in her latest installment as the Relic Raider.
Over 30 minutes of action in this 1280X720 resolution adventure. This adventure starts out with the Relic Raider sleeping peacefully in her bed... Having nightmares. She receives a phone call and is sent out on a mission. Intercepted, she puts up a heck of a fight against two thugs trying to capture her but is eventually overpowered and taken back to their lair where she is subjected to "extensive" belly punching (and low blows), fighting, and gassing before she is turned evil by the gas. Once evil, the thugs use the Relic Raider to defeat a Superheroine in a climatic fight.
This adventure includes bondage, belly punches, low blows, gassing, KO's, carrying, and more!!

Trinity - The Last Stand

2011-05-11T08:55:00.000-07:00

Trinity - The Last Stand (HD)

Challenged to defeat Nathan with only one of Spawn's serum treatments, Trinity now faces impossible odds with little to no hope of stopping Gunther. Trinity soon realizes that Gunther feels little pain and does not lose stamina! She gives him everything she has but is quickly overwhelmed by his vicious attacks. She is now fighting for her life, and to protect her sister Serenity from becoming Spawn's next lab test! After a humiliating beating at the hands of Gunther, Trinity makes her final stand and blasts her foe with every ounce of energy she has. To her dismay, Gunther plows through her assault and gives her one final lesson as he manhandles her.

Nova - Unnatural Selection

2011-05-11T08:52:00.000-07:00

Nova - Unnatural Selection (SD)

With only one Superheroine remaining before Dr. Creighton Spawn has all the necessary genetic code to create his very own nuclear powered MegaVillain, the world is but hours away from inevitable destruction. Jessica Kensington, aka Nova, is unknowingly the final piece of the puzzle with two super powered beings on her tail. One claims to be a friend, and the other is out for blood! Nova ignores the warnings about Spawn's serum powered henchman and stands toe to toe with him. Her fire energy has little affect and she is physically out matched by her adversary. Nova takes a terrible beating at the hands of Spawn's final genetically enhanced villain but manages to escape. Now on the run, Nova takes shelter in an abandoned building only to find the villain waiting for her!
Will Nova become another ingredient for Spawn's Mega Villain?

Or will she end his plan for global domination?

Lor'cal Part One

2011-05-11T08:49:00.000-07:00

Lor'cal Part One
1. Triple Threat! Lor’cal’s apprentice wants to see a reality without Nuclearman so we wick off with Spawn and Superiorgirl duking it out in rocky terrain. Superiorgirl eventually gets the best of Spawn so he opens a portal for Radiance and Fusion. Superiorgirl has some trouble with Fusion but she defeats him.

2. Enter the Nucleargirl After Fusion is killed by Superiorgirl, Radiance is given the go ahead to take on Superiorgirl. This fight goes very bad for poor little Superiorgirl as her foe is greatly underestimated.

3. The Spawn who could move the world Next up we have a different reality with Nuclearman and Spawn. Superiorgirl burns NM with her laser vision but Spawn takes control of her body and forces her to walk through a mine field. One of the mines is laced with a green space fragment!

4. Yes Master…

Next up we have a slight change of realities and this time Spawn Mind Control’s Superiorgirl to kill Nuclearman and follow him!

5. Blind date

In this dimension Spawn never gave Lester his powers but he was able to make a synthetic green space fragment liquid! Lester scores a date with Superiorgirl and it all goes down hill

6. Familiar Face

Another spin on the date reality but this time there is no space fragments, and Lester does have his powers!

7. Best friends forever

This story shows what would have happened if Spawn was able to trick/manipulate Superiorgirl into being his friend! A good Nuclearman shows up to try and save Superiorgirl but she protects the only friend she has on this planet… Spawn!

8. Family ties

Later on in the same reality Spawn creates a Nucleargirl and brings her and Fusion to meet Superiorgirl for the first time. Radiance immediately doesn’t like Superiorgirl and a fight breaks out. Unfortunately for Superiorgirl, Radiance’s fighting skills prove to be more than she can handle

Shadow Gir

2011-05-11T08:46:00.000-07:00

Shadow Girl starring Raven Alexis

With Superiorgirl out of the way, Spawn asks The Shade to use his invisible powers to investigate a mysterious island said to hold thousands of power amazons. This of course comes at the price of learning the identity of his arch Nemesis Shadow Girl! Spawn agrees to the exchange and provides The Shade with her identity, Bree Gordon! Shade wastes no time and tracks her down to a local library, and starts to have fun by moving inanimate objects around. Bree is followed to her home where Shade watches her strip down before a shower and then makes his move. Bree is caught off guard and stands little chance without being able to see her foe, but she knows immediately who he is! After a humiliating beating, Shade gives Shadow Girl the location of his hideout and instructs her to be there in one hour wearing her Shadow Girl uniform! She gathers her wits, costume, and heads to Shade for a final showdown. The Shade is able to best Shadow Girl once more and he knocks her out after another beat down. Shadow Girl wakes up bound with her hands above her head and legs to a spreader bar! The Shade uses her as a punching bag but eventually gives her an ultimatum... Reveal her true identity and total defeat at the hands of the Shade to the world, or become his slave forever...

How to Destroy a Superheroine

2011-05-11T08:43:00.000-07:00

How to Destroy a Superheroine

How to Destroy a Superheroine II Synestra is back and she takes the lead on the sequal to How to Destroy a Superheroine with Superior Girl!!! Superior Girl stands proud as she easily takes on Synestra's henchman. She laughs as he breaks his hand trying to punch her! Synestra demontrates how to remove her advantage by giving her sidekick a green meteor rock! Superior Girl finds herself in a world of trouble becoming vulnurable to all his attacks and punishment! Superior Girl is helpless to stop the beating of a lifetime and soon after being groped in every part of her body. He doesn't stop there and removes her skirt, then cape, then tunic! Superior Girl feels the cold air on her unprotected private areas but still doesn't have the strength to stop him from giving her an orgasm with his fingers! Synestra leaves the two alone to finish the demonstration and he fucks Superior Girl from behind, front, and Superior Girl crawls to her costume on the floor... Don't miss out on How to Destroy a Superheroine II Runtime 25mins

Residential Evil

2011-05-11T08:42:00.000-07:00

Residential Evil

Paramilitary operative Suzi Valentyne finds herself in a sticky situation when she's lured into the residence of a mysterious benefactor while on patrol in an infected region. But, this is no sanctuary - rather, it's a house of horrors designed by the devious and demented Tyrone Grimstalk to lure unsuspecting victims into its deadly web of deception and danger! Can our intrepid heroine escape both the torments of this malicious madman and the entanglements of his web-spinning 'Mistress'? Produced, directed, and concept by Todd A. Kaylor.

Justice Girl – The Prototype

2011-05-11T08:29:00.000-07:00

Justice Girl – The Prototype

Justice Girl – The Prototype, filmed by V and BPD is the latest in our Justice Girl series. While going about her daily business, JG is drugged, knocked out, and dragged off to the villains lair where she is tightly bound spread eagle and interrogated with electricity and chloroform until she is forced to admit that she is indeed Justice Girl. Once transformed she is bound and aggressively beaten in a desprate attempt to get the location of the Prototype out of her. This Video has a particular intensity that the JG videos before have not. Language is stronger, action is more serious. Full of snappy dialog and sexy visuals. There are some great fight sequences and torment in this video.

Please note: This video was shot using a “Film” effect. This effect give the footage a grainy, darker, more real look. Please see the trailer before purchase. This video comes as one very LARGE 619 Megabyte .WMV file. Running time is 28 minutes and bit rate of 3.01 Mbps. This video requires a high speed Internet to download.

Relic Raider Video 6 - Below the Belt (Download)

2011-05-11T08:26:00.000-07:00

Relic Raider Video 6 - Below the Belt (Download)

This is the 6th installment of the Relic Raider video series
And our first wide screen presentation (video resolution 856 X 480) Featuring sexy Stacie Lynn.
This is a 19 minute long downloadable video featuring a Relic Raider interrogation adventure. This video was done as a custom and is an integration that focuses primarily on the lower body. This video is loaded with below the belt (C-Bust) kicks and punches. This video starts with sexy Stacie getting back from an important mission but she is quickly abducted by Vanessa and her thug.

The remainder of the video is Vanessa and her thug interrogating Stacie for the combination to a lock box. Vanessa and her thug inflect punches, kicks, and a LOT of below the belt persuasion (C-Bust) during this integration. Will Stacie hold up or will she break?

SLEEP CHAMBER

2011-05-11T08:23:00.000-07:00

SLEEP CHAMBER

Lela, the Final Element, falls into the sleepy clutches of Porcelain in SLEEP CHAMBER. In this video, the futuristic redhead is discovered out cold in her bulky survival suit by the villainess Porcelain in her sealed plastic chamber. Porcelain strips Lela out of her survival suit, zaps her multiple times to keep her unconscious, and subjects her to many strange experiments.This is #3 in the NOIRGIRLS series from producer Steve Noir, showcasing the darkest, most realistic content on this site. The futuristic heroine is stimulated, gassed, zapped, injected, choked, and bagged in this 30 minute video.

Elizabeth Kocanski Carolan

2011-05-11T04:18:00.001-07:00

Elizabeth Kocanski Carolan was born on November 24, 1980 in Elmira, New York and is better known for her ring name, Beth Phoenix “The Glamazon”. At the age of 11 she entered in a newspaper coloring contest and won tickets to the WWF show, this incident she later claimed started it all, her passion for wrestling. When she started in the amateur wrestling she has one life goal and that was to become a Professional wrestler. She believed that the experience she would gain in amateur wrestling would help her achieve her goal. She started amateur wrestling on the Elmira, New York Notre Damn High School scholastic team, where she was the first female varsity wrestler in the school’s history. As an amateur wrestler she has won in several competitions bagging the title, Women’s Champion in the North-East Tournament, she also became the Women’s Champion in the New York State Fair Tournament in 999 and was awarded most outstanding wrestler in Brockport Freestyle Tournament. Upon graduating High School she went and enrolled in two schools: a professional wrestling school and Canisius College in Buffalo, New York. Her first choice of wrestling school was Stu Hart’s Dungeon but due to its far location she opted to enroll in a local school. She was trained by Joey Knight and Robin Knightwing who were both trained in Hart Dunegon. Her professional wrestling career kicked off with her debut match against Alexis Laree (Mickie James), after which she participated in many independent wrestling promotions against men and women alike, including the likes of Sumie Sakai, Angel Williams, Joey Knight and Kevin Grace.
Her debut on OVW kicked off in July 2004, wherein she appeared as the valet and girlfriend of Chris Masters, and later as the manager of Aaron “The Idol” Stevens and was later joined by Shelly Martinez whom she later feuded in early 2006. She soon stopped appearing regularly in the show when she signed a developmental contract with RAW.
Beth made her debut on WWE on the May 8th episode of RAW wherein coming from a crowd she attacked, Mickie James, hinting a feud in the past before WWE. After a week she was introduced by Trish Stratus as an old friend of Mickie James who had wronged her in the past. She was then introduced by Trish as the newest Raw Diva and welcomed herself by attacking Mickie from behind chasing her out of the ring and through the crowd. She made her in-ring debut in RAW when she teamed up with Torrie Wilson and defeated Victoria and Candice while Mickie was watching from outside the ring.
During her first solo match up against Victoria resulted in her suffering from a broken jaw causing her to be gone from the show for well over a year, but she was back to action in OVW two months after the placement of the titanium plate on her jaw.
She made her come back on the July 9th edition of RAW as a villain in replacement of Melina as Jillian Hall’s tag team partner. She became the number one contender for Candice Michelle’s Women’s Championship after winning the Interpromotional Divas Battle Royal . Her dominating persona and relentless attack on Mickie James, Jillian Hall and Candice Michelle on the September 10 edition of RAW paved way to her being named as the Glamazon. She won her first WWE Women Championship defeating Candice Michelle at No Mercy and retained the belt on October 22 episode of RAW injuring Candice Michelle, leaving Candice with a broken Mandible.
She has relentlessly defeated her Women’s Title and on New Year’s Eve 2007, Beth defeated Melina and Mickie in a Triple Threat Match defending her Women’s Title. She lost her Women’s Title on April 14 against Mickie James and failed to recapture her title in the re-match on the May 5 edition of RAW. During the Judgment Day, she failed to regain the Women’s Championship in a Triple Threat Match against Mickie. She defeated Melina during the first ever Diva’s “I Quit” match, she later teamed with Katie Burchill to defeat Melina and Mickie in a tag team match.
On the July 14 edition of RAW after defeating Santino Marella, Beth had a post match confrontation with Santino ending with the two kissing bring forth the pairing of the Glamazon and Marella making them an onscreen super couple earning the name “Glamarella”. She won the Women’s Championship against Mickie at Summer Slam while Santino won the Intercontinental Championship against Kofi Kingston. At No Mercy, Beth was successful in defending her title against Candice Michelle.
Beth was awarded the Slammy Award for Diva of the Year on December 8, 2009. On January 2009, at the Royal Rumble she lost Women’s Championship to Melina and when she competed during the WrestleMania XXV in the Diva Battle Royal, she was eliminated by Santino who competed in drag claimed to be Santina.
Outside the ring, Beth loves watching horror movies from Evil Dead Series to SAW series and anything with Freddy Keuger, being raised in a family of musicians (he father is a musician) she loves music from jazz to pop but has a strong preference for good fashioned metal and is a huge fan of Pantera. Beth is married to Joey Carolan better known for his ring name as Joey Knight.
Real Name: Elizabeth Carolan née Kocanski
Date of Birth: November 24, 1980
WWE Career:
2007
WWE Women’s Champions – October 7, 2007
2008
WWE Women’s Champions – August 17, 2008
Slammy Award for Diva of the Year 2008

Katie Lea Sex Wrestler her sexy armpit

2011-05-11T04:15:00.001-07:00

Katie Lea Sex Wrestler sexy her armpit

Ring Name(s): Nikita, Katie Lea Burchill, Katie Lea, Winter
Date of Birth: November 10th, 1980
Biography: Katarina Waters is a German-born English professional wrestler and valet, currently signed to Total Nonstop Action Wrestling under the ring name Winter. She is currently one half of the TNA Knockout Tag Team Champions with Angelina Love. She is best known for her time in World Wrestling Entertainment, performing on its Raw brand under the ring name Katie Lea. Prior to signing with WWE, she spent many years on the independent circuit, particularly in the Frontier Wrestling Alliance, where she used the ring name Nikita. After signing with WWE, she competed in their former developmental territory Ohio Valley Wrestling, where she became a two time Women's Champion before being called up to the main roster.

Tracey Sexy Female Wrestler

2011-05-11T00:23:00.000-07:00

Real Name: Tracy Brookshaw
Ring Name(s): Miss Apocalypse Tracy Brookshaw Tracy & Traci Brooks Ms. Brooks
Born: St. Marys, Ontario
DOB: May 22, 1975
Mini Bio: Brookshaw grew up on a pig and chicken farm in St. Marys, Ontario. In 2000, she won the Toronto Sunshine Millennium Calendar contest which led to her being named Miss June 2000 and interviewed in the Toronto Sun. Brookshaw went on to engage in promotional modeling work with the Molson, Labatt and Budweiser beverage brewers. In her interview, Brookshaw said that she aspired to be "the next WWF Superstar". This led to her being introduced to Ron Hutchinson, a professional wrestler who operated the Sully's Gym professional wrestling school out of Toronto, Ontario. Brookshaw began training under Hutchinson in March 2000 and debuted in January 2001 as "Tracy Brooks".

Anna Chapman The Beauty Russian Spy Girls

2011-05-10T19:44:00.000-07:00

ANNA Chapman has embarked on a political career as the new pin-up girl of Vladimir Putin's youth movement. It hailed Ms Chapman, 28, as a patriotic role model for young Russians after her brief career as an undercover agent in the US ended in arrest by the FBI, along with nine other "sleeper" spies.
Her arrival on the political stage comes a year before elections to Russia's parliament, the Duma, are due to take place. Reportedly on Mr Putin's orders, United Russia added several attractive women to its candidate list at the last election, including the former Olympic gymnast Alina Kabaeva, who is alleged to be his mistress.
Many Young Guards leaders have gone on to make political careers in the Duma with United Russia. State television reported Ms Chapman's entry into its ranks on national news bulletins and broadcast part of her speech to activists at its congress in Moscow.

"I want us to learn to be positive. How much energy did we spend in order to become a great power?" she said, dressed in a figure-hugging red-and-black outfit. "We must transform the future, we must begin with ourselves. There would be less negativity in society if each of us woke up with a smile."
Ms Chapman has transformed herself since the summer spy scandal, when her Bond-girl looks earned her the name "Agent 36-24-36" in Russian tabloids. She and her handlers at Russia's Foreign Intelligence Service have astutely exploited her image as a modern Mata Hari to make spying for the Kremlin seem like a cool career option for a new generation of post-Soviet youth.
She has posed in lingerie for a men's magazine, sung patriotic songs with Mr Putin, below, and appeared at the launch of a rocket carrying a joint Russian-US crew to the International Space Station since her return to Moscow in a spy swap in July.
The former Russian spy joined the Young Guards, the youth wing of the ruling United Russia party, and was immediately made a member of its governing public council. The group is dubbed the "Putin Youth" by critics because of its fanatical devotion to the Prime Minister.
She was also hired as an "adviser on investment and innovation" by the little-known FondServiceBank in Moscow, whose initials match those of Russia's domestic spy agency, the Federal Security Service. Timur Prokopenko, who was elected one of the Young Guards' three new leaders at the congress, said that Ms Chapman was a "hero of our generation". He said: "She can play an active part in developing our youth because she represents an ideal for them to emulate."
She was, he added, already writing a book on the subject of innovation. He said that the invitation to Ms Chapman to join Young Guards had come at an innovation forum addressed by President Medvedev in Moscow last week.
Ms Chapman appeared less keen to talk about her new life as a Young Guard. She told her bodyguard to take her away from the congress after reporters asked her what role she would play.
The Young Guards group has its roots in the Soviet Komsomol youth movement. It was revived as a vehicle for mobilising "patriotic" youth on the streets to support Mr Putin and fight any threat of a pro-democracy revolution in Russia.
It came under suspicion after the Kommersant journalist Oleg Kashin was brutally attacked last month by two men with an iron bar. The group had posted photographs of him and other journalists critical of the Kremlin on its website with the words "Will Be Punished".
Mr Putin, who was a Soviet KGB agent in the former East Germany, has lavished praise on the nine spies since they returned to Russia. President Medvedev awarded them top state honours for service to Russia in October, despite FBI claims that the spies failed to obtain any secrets. Veteran KGB agents, by contrast, have strongly criticised the agents for a lack of professionalism.

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The bizarre case of Russian Spy ring arrested by the US-FBI and already deportation just keeps on getting stranger. In particular, one of the alleged spies, 28-year-old Anna Chapman, is getting a lot of attention because of her “vixen” looks and lingerie shots on Facebook. Now, her former husband in London says her father was a former KGB officer and that she left him to pursue her startup dreams in the United States.

Chapman networked her way into the New York City entrepreneurial scene. In fact, before New York Entrepreneur Week last April, she sat down for a video interview to talk about her apartment rental Website, NYCRentals.com. You can watch the video below, courtesy of And Now Media (it has appeared elsewhere on the Web). Chapman does not come across as a very sophisticated businesswoman, or spy for that matter. Initially, she comes across as something of a red-headed ditz flirting with the camera, or maybe she is just nervous, but as she begins to talk about her business she starts to sound a little more believable.

The Website is up and running, although it is barebones. And she was shopping around a business plan, really more of a two-page executive summary, which we have obtained exclusively (also embedded below). NYCRentals is an apartment search engine which brings together listings for a very limited number of apartments in some neighborhoods of New York City. The executive summary pitches it as a vertical search engine for apartment rentals which aggregates listings from different broker sites. It is not a particularly original idea.

The name of the company behind the site is PropertyFinder, which is described as an “affiliate of a holding company in Russia by Anna Chapman who holds the majority shares in that company as well.” It is obvious the document was written by someone without a full mastery of English. It lists “Graigslist” as a competitor and is filled with grammatical errors. One typical sentence reads:

By specializing on narrow region it will allow for a system to gather not only information about letting but also create rich with information database with buildings, city infrastructure, other useful and relevant for choosing real estate to live area specifics.

Maybe NYCRentals was just a front to give Chapman an excuse to meet high-profile targets. Or maybe she really thought she could crack the New York City rental market. Update: It appears that the domain NYCRentals.com was only recently purchased on June 22 for $25,350.

It is still not clear what Chapman’s role in the alleged spy ring was or why she sought publicity. One theory is that these so-called spies were really trying to infiltrate different parts of American society to network and perhaps find valuable contacts who could provide real intelligence to Russia. But all evidence so far is that these spies who could not shoot straight. One contact from New York Entrepreneur Week who met with Chapman on several occasions, Aron Shoenfeld (no relation to me), describes her as a “very aggressive networker.” But she seemed no more aggressive than any ambitious entrepreneur. Maybe entrepreneurs would make good spies.

Or maybe she just wasn’t a very good spy.

Erica Edd as Tittania in She Hulk

2011-05-10T10:10:00.000-07:00

Erica was born on August 15th, 1981 in Rock Springs, Wyoming. She was raised in the small town of about 20,000 with her younger sister, Jessica. Always a bit of a tomboy, she grew up riding dirt bikes and playing cops and robbers with the neighborhood kids.

From an early age, Erica was a performer, singing songs and reciting nursery rhymes for anyone who would listen. At the age of 5, she began taking ballet lessons and got her first taste of live performance. In the 4th grade, Erica auditioned for the lead in the musical Annie. She didn't get the part, but was cast as an orphan. As she entered junior high, the local dance studio closed it's doors and Erica traded in her ballet slippers for sneakers and a basketball. It would be many years before she again graced the stage.

Erica attended the University of Wyoming, initially focusing in pre-med. In her freshman year, she took a beginning acting class to fulfill a university communications requirement and caught the bug. She auditioned and was cast in her first play, A Boys' Life, and she quickly learned where her life's passion lied. The following year, she changed her major to theatre. One of Erica's favorite and most memorable roles while at the University was that of Sappho in Good Morning Athens, an original musical in which she had a rap solo that brought down the house. Good Morning Athens received rave reviews, won several national awards, and was performed by the original cast at the Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C. Erica graduated the University of Wyoming with a B.F.A. in Theatre and Dance and a B.A. in Criminal Justice.

In 2006, Erica decided to move to Hollywood. Without having any connections in Los Angeles, she packed a bag of clothes in her car and set out on her incredible journey. Within a month, she was set up and running. She has worked on numerous short films and three feature length films, one of which, Ghost Month, is available on DVD. She has also performed on stage in a number of productions. Typically cast as the trouble-maker or troubled young woman, Erica definitely has the tough girl vibe working for her. But, she can also be very goofy and quirky.

Today, Erica pursues her career with more vigor than ever. She is also trying to launch a t-shirt company and is learning everything she can to start her own production company. Outside of work, she enjoys spending time with friends and family, playing sports, shopping, watching football, and is an avid snowboarder. Always on the move, Erica Edd is one to keep your eye on.

Batgirl: Day of the Dead Story

2011-05-10T04:13:00.001-07:00

Part One & Two!
Barbara Gordon only had an hour for her lunch break from the library but today instead of eating she planned to visit the new Lingerie Shop she had noticed just around the corner. She loved wearing sexy lingerie under the plain business suit that was in order at the library. Barbara opened the door to the shop and immediately noticed how many mannequins this somewhat small store contained. They almost completely lined the walls and front window was full of them. There were even mannequins on top of some of the display racks. It seemed like overkill to her, but as she looked closer at some of them she noticed that they were extremely life-like and no two were the same. It was as if each one was custom made.

The only other customer in the shape was a tall blonde standing with her back to Barbara. As the blonde turned around Barbara was momentarily stunned by how incredibly beautiful this woman was. The blonde noticing Barbara's stare turned and walked back towards the dressing rooms, just before she entered the room she looked back at Barbara, cocked her head towards the room and winked. Barbara was just getting used to her feelings about other women and the thought of making it with the blonde stranger excited her. She looked around and grabbed a bra off the closest rack and hurried back towards the dressing rooms. Before she entered the dressing area she looked around the store and saw there was only one disinterested looking clerk and all those mannequins. Clutching the bra she stepped into the dressing room.

What she found was a brightly lit corridor with several stalls on each side. The stalls were closed off with curtains, all the way to the floor and she could not tell which one the blonde was in. Barbara started to walk down the corridor when suddenly a hand reached from behind one of the curtains and pulled her into the stall. It was the blonde and before Barbara could say anything the blonde kissed her fiercely, Barbara couldn't talk if she wanted to but right now talk was the furthest thing from her mind. The blonde back off slightly and whispered into Barbara's ear "I only have a few minutes, let's make this quick". Barbara could only stand back as the blonde practically ripped off her business suit and started on Barbara's clothes, in seconds both women were stripped down to there lingerie. This woman must do this a lot, thought Barbara as the blonde was already working on Barbara's pussy with her tongue.

Oh god, she just started and I'm ready to come. After what seemed like minutes but was in reality only seconds the blonde had Barbara on the brink of ecstasy, Barbara had never been around anyone who turned her on like that. Barbara tried to hold on but had her first orgasm. She started having second thoughts, maybe this isn't good, it's all happening to fast and she grabbed her clothes and darted out of the stall. She paused briefly in the corridor to get dressed and left the dressing area. She wanted to get out of the store as soon as she could.

The sales clerk noticed Barbara leaving and called out "hey, you went in there with a bra and I didn't see you come out with one, where is it?" Barbara mumbled something about the woman in the third stall has it. The sales clerk asked Barbara to wait while she checked. A few minutes later the clerk emerged from the dressing room with the bra "well here is the bra but I didn't see any woman in there with it." "How can that be, I just saw her there" Barbara said. "Look for yourself" the clerk replied. Barbara walked back to the dressing room and pulled back the curtain on the stall she was just in. Empty, no trace of the blonde woman.

Maybe she was mistaken so Barbara pulled back the curtains on all the stalls and they were all empty. "Is there another exit?" Barbara asked the clerk. "Only through the front" was the reply. Barbara didn't know what to think, she had to get back to work but she didn't imagine the blonde and was curious what happened to her. She decided right then that she needed to visit this shop again, later tonight and not as Barbara Gordon, but as Batgirl.
Picking the lock on the back door to the shop was easy for Batgirl.

She entered the dimly lit backroom and noticed that it was full of mannequins as well, between the store and the backroom there were hundreds of them. What she saw next took her breath away, it was a mannequin but looked exactly like the blonde woman from this afternoon. Barbara felt the mannequins breasts and they were firm and hard, solid in fact.

She touched the mannequins cheek, it was cold and hard. Feelings from this afternoon were coming back to her and she leaned forward and kissed the mannequin on the lips, there was something familiar about the way they felt but just like her cheek they were cold and hard. Whomever runs this place did something to this woman and I've got to find out, thought Batgirl. "I guess the best place to start would be the dressing room". Batgirl entered the stall where she had been earlier and looked around. She hadn't noticed this afternoon how large it really was, much bigger than any other dressing room she had been in before. Other than the size there wasn't anything else that looked out of the ordinary, just your standard mirror, bench and a hook on the wall. Out of habit she grabbed the hook and gave it a slight tug.

At that instant a small dart struck her left breast, she glanced down and saw the red tip on the end of the dart and that was the last thing she saw. Batgirl's knees buckled almost immediately and she hit the floor hard. Seconds later the floor tilted up to one side and Batgirl's limp body was dumped into the darkness below.

Batgirl's body slid down a long incline until it was dumped out into a large net. A woman walked over and picked up the sleeping superhero and layed her down on polished metal table. She then proceeded to strip away Batgirl's costume, the boots went first, then the gloves, followed by the body suit and finally the mask. The woman was slightly amused to see that Batgirl didn't wear anything under her costume.

She carried the costume over to a mannequin that was propped up against the wall and spent a few moments dressing it up in Batgirl's clothes. The woman walked back to the table and pressed a button on one side and metal brackets emerged from the four corners. She secured Batgirl's ankles and wrists to these so the crimefight was tied spread-eagle to the table. The first part of Batgirl's body she would work on were the feet, perfect straight toes "good won't have to work on those much" thought the woman. She did notice some calluses on the bottoms of Batgirl's feet but taking a small stone quickly filed those away.

She then went to work on the toes, quickly removing any polish from the nails and giving Batgirl a pedicure. Once finished with the feet the woman moved to Batgirl's hands, they were perfect all she had to do was remove that purple fingernail polish. She then pried open Batgirl's mouth and checked her teeth, nothing out of the order there but then again they didn't have to be perfect since where she was going she would ever have to be opening her mouth. The women then got some shaving cream and starting with the legs covered Batgirl in the substance, all the way up to the neck. First she carefully shaved away all of the hair in the pubic region then removed all the body hair from Batgirl's legs, torso and arms. Once done with that she carefully removed all facial hair including Batgirl's eye brows.

The woman release Batgirl from the brackets and flipped her over on her stomach and rescued her to the brackets. She then proceeded to remove all of the body hair from that side of Batgirl's body. Once she was satisfied with that she prepared and enema and made sure Batgirl was good and flushed out. She turned Batgirl over once more and forcing a tube down her throat emptied the contents of her stomach. It was now time to clean up. Batgirl was release from the table and her wrists were tied to a chain leading up to a pulley on the ceiling, the women hoisted Batgirl up off the table and moved the whole pulley system across the room. Recessed into the floor was a large bubbling vat and Batgirl was lower up to her neck into the liquid. She was left there for only a moment while the woman hosed off the table.

When Batgirl was pulled out her body was spotless. She was pulled back over to the table tied back down. The woman would have to clean her face by hand. First she dipped a rag in the vat and wiped Batgirl's face, any makeup Batgirl was wearing was instantly removed. With cleanup complete it was time for the real business to begin.
Batgirl was once again hoisted up by the pulley but this time was lead to a strange framework assembly. The woman lowered Batgirl into the frame. Batgirl's feet were placed on two platforms and the woman adjusted a few knobs and Batgirl's feet were forced into an exaggerated high heel position. The woman thought for a moment "hmm so your a superhero, I guess we need to put you in an appropriate position".

More and more parts of Batgirl's body were fixed to the frame until she was standing with her feet spread, hands on hips and one hip thrust out. The fasteners on the frame held every part of Batgirl's body in the exact place the woman wanted it. It finally came time to position Batgirl's head, the woman had Batgirl looking off into the distance over one shoulder. "It looks like your ready" said the woman "you need to be awake for the final part!" With that she took a hypodermic needle and thrust it into Batgirl's arm. The unconscious superhero started to come around and finally awoke but I'm sure if you asked her she might have wanted to stay under instead of seeing what was about to happen to her.

Batgirl's eyes slowly came into focus. Even before she could see she knew she was in trouble, she could not move any part of her body, not even her fingers or toes, everything seemed to be locked down. As things became clearer she could see another woman cross her field of view, it was the sales clerk from the lingerie shop. Batgirl remembered now, she had gone to the shop to find out what happened to the blonde woman she shared a moment with that seemed so long ago. The woman was staring right into Batgirl's face now. "I'll bet you are curious what I'm going to do with you" she said. Batgirl tried to speak but soon found out that she couldn't open her mouth, like the rest of her body it was constrained by some unseen force.

"Don't try to talk honey, it's quite impossible" the woman said. "First of all let me introduce myself, my name is Miss Francine, maker of fine lingerie and even finer mannequins" the woman said. "I'll bet you have already figured out why my mannequins are so life-like haven't you?" "But what I'm sure you don't know is how I've been able to get away with it for so long, let me show you". Miss Francine turned the frame and Batgirl slightly to the right and Batgirl saw a large ray gun that looked like it was right out of a 1950's sci-fi movie. On top of this weapon was a large clear cylinder and inside the cylinder was a mannequin dressed in Batgirl's costume. It suddenly became clear to Batgirl what was about to happen.

She was going to trade places with the mannequin in the tube. "Figure it out yet" said Miss Francine. "I'm sure you have but let me give you the details anyway". "You see after a few minutes of my transfer ray and you will be mannequinized, it's quite painless and quite permanent". "In addition your life force will be transferred to my friend in the chamber on top.
"No one will miss you because she will become you, an exact match in every detail except one, I control her mind. She will be the new Batgirl and you who were once Batgirl will always and forever be transformed into cold hard plastic.".

"How can this be happening" thought Batgirl, she remembered how cold and hard the blonde mannequin was and she shuddered at the thought that soon she will be the same way, with no possible escape, nobody will even know she is missing. "Oh yes" said Miss Francine "there is one more thing to tell you. After I captured you I made a few phone calls and arranged you sale to a certain" glancing down at a receipt "Catwoman!!" "I'm sure she will think of all kinds of interesting things to do with your body." "What a fiend" thought Batgirl, she was doomed and she knew it if only she could move some part of her body there would be some hope but any movement was impossible. Miss Francine walked over to the transfer ray and turned it one. "You have about thirty seconds while it warms up for any last thoughts, I'd make them good ones because they will be your last".

Miss Francine walked out of Batgirl's sight and all Batgirl could think of was the blonde mannequin, would she be able to feel anything after being transformed? She could hear the humming coming from the transfer ray getting louder and louder until finally there was a bright flash. At first Batgirl felt a coldness in her fingers and toes, this soon changed to numbness and was spreading all over her body. Bit by bit she could no longer feel anything and after a few seconds even her eye sight started to go away. Everything just started to get cloudy until she could no longer see. Her brain continued to register feeling for a few moments after her eye sight went away but soon even that stopped.

Miss Francine turned off the transfer ray and opened the cylinder, out stepped the new Batgirl. She motioned over towards what used to be Batgirl, now transformed into a mannequin and told her new creation "get her out of that frame and bring her over here". The new Batgirl walked over to the mannequinized Batgirl and looked into her eyes, nothing but cold hard plastic. She released the mannequin and herself and Miss Francine spent a few moments painting on new eye brows, putting on makeup and painting the finger and toe nails of the mannequinized Batgirl. They were just finishing when a buzzer went off. Miss Francine let her visitor in by way of the secret basement entrance and in walked Catwoman. She walked over to the mannequin and studied it intently for several minutes "purrrfect, I'll have so much fun with you".

Catwoman, Miss Francine and the new Batgirl went upstairs to the lingerie shop to finalize the sale and get some clothes for the mannequin. The returned a few minutes later with a bra and panty set along with a garter belt and stockings. "I got you purple since it's your favorite color" said Catwomen to the mannequin even though she knew she could hear anything. The three women quickly dressed the mannequin in the lingerie then Catwomen picked up her new prize and left. Her laughter could be heard echoing in the basement for several minutes after she left.

Part 2
Catwoman came again, she couldn't remember how many times she had done that since getting home last night with her new toy. She looked up from her bed at the statue standing against the far wall of her bedroom and she could feel herself getting excited again. Getting off the bed Catwoman walked over to the mannequin. It was perfect, Batgirl in every detail. Well it should be perfect because it was in fact Batgirl, transformed from living breathing tissue to cold hard plastic. How Catwoman had dreamt of this day, Batgirl out of her hair forever. She would probably keep the mannequin around for awhile until she got tired of it then she would have it cut up and destroyed, thereby driving the final nail in Batgirl's coffin.

That was for later not now, now Catwoman was still incredibly turned on by the site of her frozen foe. She slipped her hands under the mannequin's bra and felt the rock hard breasts, put a hand down the mannequin's panties and tried to imagine what was there just a few hours earlier. Maybe that Francine bitch will let me test drive her new Batgirl sometime thought Catwoman. That thought her over the edge, she quickly moved her hands to her own crotch and the slightest touch on her pussy lips brought about another orgasm.

Catwoman looked down at the cum running down her legs and thought it was amazing how much of that stuff she could produce. She rubbed her already sticky hands up and down inside her thighs then rubbed her cum soaked hands all over the mannequin's face. Yet another humiliation for Batgirl, as if being turned into a statue wasn't bad enough but now her face was literly drenched in Catowman's juices. Catwomen stepped back and admired her handy work, and decided it was time to get rid of the purple lingerie. It's really time I get you dressed in something a little more appropriate and disappeared into a closet. A few moments later she returned with a black body suit and some boots. She stripped the mannequin and started pulling on the bodysuit, "I hope you like this it's one of my favorites" she whispered into the mannequin's ear. Catwoman finished with the body suit and forced the boots onto the mannequin's feet. She then laid the mannequin down on her bed, "I have to go now, I hope you are comfortable", and she left the room.

Catwoman entered Miss Francine's shop through the same basement entrance she used last night but today she had other business in mind. She walked into the large well lit basement and noticed Miss Francine standing by the large frame on the other side of the room. Miss Francine was obviously working on something important and merely waved Catwoman over. As Catwoman walked closer to the frame she was able to study it in greater detail, it appeared to contain a whole series of belts, pulleys, buckles and straps. But what caught her attention the most was the woman that was currently being fastened into the frame. She could only see the woman from behind but what she could see she liked.

Catwoman walked around to the front of the framework and looked at the woman's face. Her head was held securely in place and in her unconscious state looked totally at peace. All of the woman's facial hair had been removed but her shoulder length brown hair was perfectly arranged. Even without any makeupon the woman looked familiar to Catwoman, "don't I know her?" she asked Miss Francine. "Do you ever watch the six o'clock news" replied Miss Francine. "Of course, that's Sally Brown, that pesky investigative reporter who always seems to get in everyone else's business." Catwoman said.

"Well she got into mine recently," commented Miss Francine as she fastened the last strap "she was awfully curious why my mannequins were so life-like. I offered her a tour of my facilities and the stupid little bitch jumped at the chance." "What about her camera crew?" asked Catwoman. "She just brought one other person with her" Miss Francine said and motioned over to the corner of the room. Catwoman looked in the corner and saw another mannequin. She walked over and examined it more closely, if Catwoman was guessing right this mannequin was all that was left of poor Miss Brown's camera crew.The mannequin was short, barely over five feet tall and was rather stocky. It's blonde hair was cut short,kind of butch looking. Catwoman felt the mannequin's breasts and couldn't help but remember how Batgirl's breasts felt earlier that day. She looked into the mannequin's eyes and received the same cold, blank, faraway look that she had seen previously with Batgirl. "What are you going to do with this one?"

Catwoman asked Miss Francine. "I don't know, she doesn't really fit in with the rest of the mannequin's I have in the store, I guess I'll offer her for sale I'm sure she will fit someone's needs." What a pity, thought Catwoman, she's so young and her only mistake was working for that bitchSally Brown. The two woman walked over to the unconscious and secured bound Sally Brown. Catwoman thought it must have taken hours to put her in that frame. "I have a couple more preparations to make, please feel free to take a closer look but please do not change any of the settings" Miss Francine said.

Catwoman began to examining Sally Brown's body, it was standing with one leg slightly ahead of the other and one arm was held out as if she was pointing at something. The other arm hung down by her side. Sally's feet were at an odd angle, it was as if she was standing on her toes and speaking of her toes they seemed to be pressed together awfully tight, there were no gaps there at all. Each part of Sally's body was held by some sort of strap or cable, even each individual finger was held in place by several small wires so the hand was in exactly the position Miss Francine wanted. Catwoman was impressed by the attention to detail and only wished she had been able to see Batgirl in this state last night. Miss Francine walked over to Sally and pressed a needle into her neck, Sally's eyes opened almost immediately. She looked dazed and confused.

Miss Francine placed a hand on Sally's cheek, "you were so curious about my mannequins, so nosy about my operations. Well I've decided to show you how it all works from the inside, you will become one of my mannequins!!" Sally could not believe what she was hearing, this reporting business seemed like so much fun. Getting to pry into other peoples affairs and then broadcast them all over the nation. She never considered other people's feelings, but now it looked like she bit off more than she could chew. She heard a humming noise but wasn't sure where it was coming from or what it meant, only that it was getting louder. A brilliant light flashed in her eyes and her body began to grow numb. Sally wasn't sure what was happening to her but she knew the end was near. Catwoman watched this scene with total amazement. Sally Brown's body transformed before her eyes, she could actually see her skin appear to change. It started at her extremities and slowly moved around her body.

The head was last, there was some feeling, some emotion in Sally's eyes earlier but they gradually went away until now there was nothing but the blank stare that Catwoman had come to recognize. Catwoman was so wrapped up in watch Sally's demise that she totally missed the other transformation going on that room as the mannequin in the glass cylinder attached to the transformer ray came to life. Miss Francine released the new Sally Brown from the chamber and told her to take the body out of the frame and prepare it for display, Miss Francine would be along later to help after she concluded her business with Catwoman.

"What else can I possibly do for you today?" Miss Francine asked Catwomen. "I need Batgirl to help me with another troublesome superhero, I'm sure you've heard of her, Wonder Woman." Miss Francine thought about this for a few moments and replied "I don't see any problems there, do you want her to be in the same state that I delivered Batgirl?" Catwoman was adamant "No I want her delivered intact to my secret hideout, I have my own plans for her. Of course I will pay full price even though I want to finish with her myself." Miss Francine agreed that this was possible and she knew just the way to trap WonderWoman. She was disappointed that Wonder Woman would not be added to her collection but Catwoman was the customer and Miss Francine aimed to please.
Diana Prince awoke with a start, why did that damn emergency beeper always go off right just when she started to sleep soundly.

She looked at the secret code in the display, it was Batgirl. I wonder what she has gotten herself into Diana thought as she got up and went to the closet. In seconds she was dressed and ready to go. She gripped her super transmitter and called Batgirl. "Hey, what's up?" she asked. The voice on the other side of the phone asked her to if she knew where a certain lingerie shop was. Yes, I know the place," replied Wonder Woman. Batgirl explained how to enter through the secret basement entrance, and to please hurry she was in awful trouble. "Be right there" Wonder Woman replied and hurried out the door.

Wonder Woman was not sure what to expect as she entered the basement. It was brightly lit but there were lots of shadows along the sides of the room the she would have to watch. As she inched her way along the wall her foot touched something, she bent down to pick it up. It was one of Batgirl's boots, "Oh Barbara, what have you gotten yourself into?" thought Wonder Woman. She looked around and noticed several other pieces of Batgirl's costume strewn around the basement. She also saw the large frame right in the center of the room and there appeared to be someone tied to it. Wonder Woman cautiously made her way up to the frame and saw Batgirl, stripped naked and bound to the frame. A large red ball gag was wedged into Batgirl's mouth. Wonder Woman quickly untied Batgirl and pulled her off the frame. Batgirl loosened the gag and hugged Wonder Woman, "let's get out of here quick, you don't know what they do to people down here" she told Wonder Woman.

Batgirl did not want to let Wonder Woman go she just kept holding on, "take it easy, you are safe now, we'll get out of here in just a minute" Wonder Woman said. She held Batgirl and looked to see if there was anything in the room that may provide some clues towards what Batgirl was talking about. Distracted by her search Wonder Woman did not see the needle in Batgirl's hand, the first indication of danger was when Batgirl plunged the needle into Wonder Woman's shoulder. Wonder Woman wanted to scream but couldn't, whatever was in the needle sure acted fast. She could open her mouth but nothing came out. She had to get out of there but she couldn't feel her legs. Wonder Woman could feel Batgirl pulling away from her but could neither hold on to her or follow her. She had fallen for a trap and now was at the mercy of … Batgirl? While she was trying to sort these events out in her head Wonder Woman felt another sharp pain, this time in her other shoulder. Whoever was doing this to her really wanted to make sure Wonder Woman wasn't going anywhere. Miss Francine had administered the second shot to Wonder Woman and now stepped in front of the paralyzed Amazon.

"Hello and welcome to my place of business Wonder Woman. If you are curious what I sell here all you need to know right now is I intend to sell you." Wonder Woman could feel her chest muscles tighten and it was hard to get enough air. "Let me explain what I've done to you Wonder Woman," Miss Francine went on "the drug I've given you is a muscle paralyser I spent years developing. You will not be able to move and your heart and lungs will only work enough to keep your brain alive. The rest of you body will gradually harden over time, I'm afraid it is a very slow and painful death unless the antidote is administered within 48 hours. Fortunately for you, you will be at your new home long before then but I'm afraid it will be some time before you operate at peak strength again." Wonder Woman's head was reeling, she could seem to get enough air and it felt as if her chest was about to burst. She could no longer move her eyes but she could still see straight ahead. All of her other senses were working normally or maybe at an even higher state now. She could feel the two women in the room pulling off her costume and then she felt the vibrator. If only she could move, if she could close her legs, but she couldn't. All she could do was stand there as Miss Francine worked the vibrator around her inner thighs and on her pussy lips. When the vibrator was force inside her Wonder Woman thought her head was going to explode, she had never felt anything like it. All of the sensations were increased ten fold but she had no release, the muscles in her vagina were paralyzed as well. Miss Francine pulled the vibrator out and wiped it's tip on Wonder Woman's lips, "that's all for you now, more than a few minutes and you will be driven mad by the sensations."

"Should I take her to the customer new?" asked Batgirl. "No we have some time I'd like to play with this one tomorrow, we'll ship her out tomorrow night." Replied Miss Francine. "Good night Wonder Woman" and Miss Francine gave her a kiss on the cheek. The two women left the basement but not before turning out the lights. The darkness was complete and it only added to Wonder Woman's sense of helplessness, she could only stand there unable to move and unable to see with the taste of her own cum on her lips and could only ponder what was in store for her in the morning. It would be a long night.

The next morning Miss Francine and one of her assistants dressed Wonder Woman up in a sheer bodystocking and nothing else. They then posed her with her legs spread and her hands on her hips. They carried Wonder Woman out into the store and placed her in the display window looking out on the busy sidewalk. Wonder Woman could see enough of her reflection in the glass to know that she was not in for a good day. She was for all intents and purposes naked and standing in a store window on the busiest street in town. She was barely there a few minutes she noticed the first people pass, oh please don't let anyone I know see me like this thought Wonder Woman.

The morning went by slowly and several people stopped in front of Wonder Woman for longer and longer periods of time. Finally in what had to be early afternoon, but she really could not track the time, a female police officer stopped in front of the window. She was walking her beat and noticed a larger than normal crowd in front of the lingerie shop. "Move along people, nothing to see here" she cried, and stopped to look in the window. That damn Miss Francine, I keep telling her not to put naked mannequins in her store front and she stormed into the shop. "OK Francine let's get the tall black hairdo one out of the window" the police officer said.

"Sorry but she was just so beautiful I wanted everyone to see her" replied Francine, "we'll take her out right away. And two of Francine's assistants pulled Wonder Woman out of the store front and set her back by the dressing room. "This is your last warning" the police officer said as she walked over to Wonder Woman. Francine was right, this was a particularly beautiful mannequin. She stared at the mannequin for a few more seconds then on a whim ran her night stick between it's legs, it came out wet. "What the…" was all the police office could get out before needle entered her body. She was out like a light and the two assistants dragged her off towards the basement. Wonder Woman had been able to see the whole thing, it happened right in front of her. The poor police officer, she may have been my last chance to help but now because of me I don't know what will happen to her. Miss Francine dragged Wonder Woman back into the dressing rooms for what she called a new look.

Wonder Woman was dressed in a flimsy see through bra and a pair of crotchless pantyhose and no panties. Her pussy was exposed for everyone to see. Miss Francine dragged her back to a secluded part of the store and propped her against the wall right in front of a mirror. Wonder Woman could do nothing but stare at herself in the mirror, she could neither look away or close her eyes.

After some time Miss Francine and another woman came back, they were dragging a mannequin behind them. They stood the mannequin up right in front of Wonder Woman, "look familiar" asked Miss Francine? It was the police officer, they had turned her into a mannequin. The police officer was frozen in place with her legs together and one arm held out to the side and slightly to the front. Her hand was about even with Wonder Woman's crotch. They moved the police office next to Wonder Woman and placed a large dildo in her hand. They shoved the other end into Wonder Woman's pussy, "you liked the night stick so much I thought I'd give you a little treat for the rest of the day" said Miss Francine.

"The device resting inside you right now is attached to a timer, every five minutes you get stimulation for five seconds. Doesn't sound like much but trust me you won't enjoy it." Miss Francine hung a clock on the mirror, right in Wonder Woman's line of sight so Wonder Woman would be able to tell exactly when the next jolt will come. Wonder Woman looked at the clock, it was three o'clock and the store closes at five. That means she would only have to endure twenty four orgasms in a two hour period, she didn't know if she was up to it.

The minute hand reached the one and the first five second shock exploded in Wonder Woman's mind, five seconds seemed like an eternity since she couldn't move a muscle. She was almost recovered from the first when the second came, it seemed more intense than the first. And so it went, after the first hour Wonder Woman couldn't tell when one shock ended and the next one started, by five o'clock she couldn't even focus her eyes on the clock. "Pull that thing out of her and clean her up, it's time she met her new owner" Miss Francine told her assistants.

The two assistants removed the dildo from Wonder Woman's pussy and carried her down to the basement. There they stripped her and hosed her down. Once she was cleaned and dried they dressed her back in her Wonder Woman costume and waited for Miss Francine. Several minutes later Miss Francine arrived with Batgirl, she told Batgirl "go ahead and deliver this to Catwoman, she'll be expecting you." Catwoman! Thought Wonder Woman, is she behind all this? Wonder Woman had a feeling that as bad as this day was everything was about to get much worse.

Batgirl waited at the door to the abandon warehouse just like she was told, next to her was a large shipping crate. It had been tough lugging this around but Catwoman was specific, she must come alone. The door opened a crack and then once the identity of the caller was confirmed it opened the rest of the way. Two women Batgirl had not seen before came out and hauled the box inside, Batgirl followed. The box was placed in the center of a small room, the mannequinized Batgirl was in the same room and one wall was almost complete covered by what looked like white paper. Catwoman pried the box open, removed the packing materials and found the paralyzed Wonder Woman. "I thought I told you I didn't want her like this" she said to Batgirl.

"Wait a minute," Batgirl replied and she took out a syringe and injected Wonder Woman in the arm. Wonder Woman immediately fell out of the box and onto the floor, the antidote released her from the paralysis as quickly as the original drupe had paralyzed her. As Wonder Woman lay on the floor she gasped for air, her arms and legs felt like Jell-O, her will was gone all she wanted to do was rest. But she couldn't she had to fight back, she tried to get up but couldn't her arms and legs were useless. Catwoman removed one of her boots and stuck her stocking foot in WondeR Woman's face, "kiss the foot of you new master, you worthless, pathetic bitch!" "Never" replied WondeR Woman. That brought about a swift kick in the stomach and WondeR Woman doubled over in pain. Catwoman walked over to the mannequinized Batgirl and called out to WondeR Woman, "doesn't she look familiar?

" WondeR Woman had trouble focusing her eyes but finally could see the figure standing next to Catwoman looked just like Barbara Gordon, wait it didn't look like Barbara, it was Barbara. That would explain a lot about last night since WondeR Woman was one of the few people that knew Barbara's secret, that Barbara Gordon and Batgirl were one and the same. Miss Francine and Catwoman must have turned the real Batgirl into a statue and replaced her with a replica. "That's right Wonder Bitch this is the real Batgirl, I had her preserved and brought her, to my trophy room" gushed Catwoman. "Until now she has been alone, the prize of my collection but she is about to get company, girls put WondeR Woman on the wall." Catwoman's two helper hefted WondeR Woman up and literally threw against the white wall. To Wonder Woman's suprise she stuck fast, not only stuck but she felt as if she was sinking into the wall. "Feels strange doesn't it Bitch" exclaimed Catwoman.

"What are you doing to me, what is happening to my body" cried Wonder Woman as she seemed to sink further and further into the wall, "I'm sinking!" "You aren't sinking at all Wonder Woman," Catwomen said "you are merely being relieved of your third dimension." "You fiend" exclaimed Wonder Woman as she tried to free herself from the wall. "Go ahead and fight all you want Wonder Woman it just make this all the more enjoyable. I paid a lot for this material and once it has you there is no escape. Catwoman was right, Wonder Woman thought, she couldn't get away, especially in her weakened state. Wonder Woman could feel her arms and legs being moved, she was being posed with her hands on her hips and her legs spread. She could feel her chin raise slightly and even though she had no control over any of her muscles a big smile came across her face.

"I thought that would be an appropriate way for you to look for the rest of eternity" Catwoman said as she placed a mirror in front of Wonder Woman, "here now you can watch too" Wonder Woman was shocked at what she saw in the mirror, she could see herself against the wall but it was as if she was about three quarters inside the wall, there just didn't seem to be any depth to her body. The feeling was very similar to last night, she could see and hear everything that was going on around her but this time she couldn't feel anything. All she could do was stare at the mirror, stare at her own smiling face. She couldn't make out any depth in her body at all now, she looked as if she was one with the wall. Catwoman stepped in front of Wonder Woman "comfy? I sure hope so because you will be like this for a very long time." Catwomen removed the mirror, which was a relief to Wonder Woman, at least she wouldn't have to stare at her self. She could see the mannequinized Batgirl off to the right, almost out of her field of vision.

They were dressing her in a Batgirl costume. Seeing the mannequin dressed as Batgirl increased the feeling odd despair in Wonder Woman. She and Batgirl were indeed trophies in the possession of Catwoman and neither of them could escape on their own. What evil plans does Catwoman have now that her only obstacles are mannequinzed and pressed into wallpaper? Only time will tell.

Batgirl, Superheroine Woman

2011-05-10T03:13:00.001-07:00

Farm Fresh Eggs

Within half an hour, Barbara had returned to her apartment; made her tantalizing transformation into Batgirl; and had arrived just outside EGGS R US, situated on Omelette drive. She observed Chickadee come out of EGGS R US and get into Cornelia’s van, which promptly drove off.
She followed the henchwomen at a discreet distance. After twenty minutes, the van pulled into Peter Paltry’s Poultry farm. Batgirl parked her Batgirlcycle behind some bushes out back and approached the main building. Her approach led her directly past a large storehouse which contained several bags of chemicals and a makeshift laboratory. Entering a large barn, she heard voices just ahead. Edging past several crates of chicken feed, she saw the three conniving criminals seated around a table.
“We’ve both finished handing out those flyers for the opening of EGGS R US, Eggy baby,” said Chickadee “Don’t you think it’s about time you told us what you’re planning?”
“Yes,” agreed Cornelia. “We haven’t stolen anything yet. If I wanted a nine- to-five job, I would never have become a criminal in the first place.”

“Patience, Cornelia, patience. My plan requires some preliminary preparations before we can proceed; and I do not want to unnecessarily alert the Terrific Trio or that Distaff Duo . . . but perhaps it is time I gave you an egg-splanation.
“In eggs-change for my help in her most recent escape from Gotham State Penitentiary, Catwoman provided to me the formula for Cataphrenic, a drug that causes a person’s natural tendency towards either good or evil to be reversed. My egg-stra large brain has allowed me to conceive of a way to induce hens to lay eggs containing an egg-stremely large dose of Cataphrenic.”
“Ohh,” Chickadee remarked in her nasally voice, “so that’s why we’re putting all those chemicals in the chicken feed.”
“Egg-sactly, my egg-squisite assistant,” said Egghead, causing Chickadee to blush. “Since most people tend more towards good than evil, once we start selling those eggs to the public, the criminal population will egg-splode, causing crime to grow egg-sponentially.”
“That’s brilliant!” shouted Cornelia. “Why, eventually Gotham City will become a city of criminals!”
“Not only that, but our Bat-adversaries will be over egg-serted and over egg-stended trying to contain the largest crime wave the world has ever seen,” Egghead exalted, “unless or until they consume any of the eggs! Of course, we’ll have to spread the word to our friends not to eat any of the effected eggs. Once the criminal element seizes power in Gotham, it will acknowledge me as their leader and proclaim me the new Mayor of Gotham City!”
Batgirl had heard enough. “You’re deluded, Egghead!” she said, stepping into view and placing her hands on her hips in her classic Batgirl pose. “I’m going to stop your plan from hatching.”
The three crooks jumped up from the table as one. “Batgirl!” gasped Egghead. “What are you doing here?”
"I'm protecting the good citizens of Gotham from your nefarious schemes! I am hereby placing you all under arrest, so you might as well come quietly."
“Never! You’ve interfered with my plans for the last time! Girls, egg-sterminate her!”
Chickadee and Cornelia began to circle Batgirl, moving in on her from different directions, hoping their tandem assault would expose a chink in Batgirl’s armor they could exploit. As Chickadee threw a punch at Batgirl’s head, Cornelia launched a kick at her stomach.
Batgirl, however, had already swivelled out of the way of both blows. In the same motion, she grabbed Chickadee’s wrist and pulled her forward, right into Cornelia’s kick!
Cornelia stepped forward to continue her assault and buy her partner some time to recover. She forced the Delectable Detective onto the defensive with a series of lightning quick kicks which revealed she had been honing her fighting skills. Perhaps becoming overconfident at being able to hold her own against Batgirl, she tried even harder and fired another kick with a fraction more force than she should have. Batgirl stepped back, leaving Cornelia momentarily off-balance.
Batgirl seized Cornelia’s ankle in both hands and swung her hard into one of the numerous crates in the barn. Stunned by the impact, two clubbing fists from Batgirl took her out of the fight.
A shadow on the wall in front of Batgirl revealed that Chickadee had recovered and was trying to sneak up and waylay her from behind with a sack of chickenfeed. The Caped Crimefightress waited until the last second before delivering a vicious elbow to Chickadee’s mid-section, causing the henchwoman to drop the sack. As Chickadee straightened, a chorus-line kick ended her involvement in the proceedings. Looking around, Batgirl noticed Egghead had fled.
After Bat-cuffing the deposed delinquents, Batgirl raced outside. The white van was gone. She ran to her Batgirlcycle and was about to call the police to tell them to pick up Egghead’s assistants, when a young woman dressed in a Little Bo-Peep outfit and carrying a pale blue shepherd’s crook approached her. “Help me, help me, Batgirl!” the woman cried. “A bald man in white driving a white van nearly ran me over!”
“Egghead!” exclaimed Batgirl. “He has no regard for pedestrian safety! Did you see which way he went?”
“No,” the woman said, shaking her head sadly. “It happened too fast. Sorry.”
“That’s okay. I think I know where he’s heading. After I call the police to come and pick up his two assistants, I’ll get on his trail.”
Batgirl hopped on her Batgirlcycle and pulled out her Bat-cell phone. The woman moved behind her.
“My! How clever you are!” the woman exclaimed as she pointed her shepherd’s crook at the unsuspecting heroine’s face and pushed a button. Greenish gas shot out of the end of her shepherd’s crook and enveloped the hapless Batgirl. Caught off-guard, Batgirl inhaled the gas, coughed twice and then collapsed on top of the Batgirlcycle.

As always happened when recovering from knockout gas, Batgirl’s head throbbed intensely. It took her a few moments to clear her mind before she began to survey her surroundings. She tried to move her head, but found she was unable to do so.
Batgirl was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Her ankles had been bound together with several strands of rope. She could feel a metal stake running parallel to her spine from the top of the back of her cowl to the ground. Leather straps had been attached to this stake and wrapped around her face, which kept Batgirl’s head completely immobilized. Her hands and arms were behind her back, parallel to the stake, and had been tied expertly with rope at the wrists and elbows.
She couldn’t feel the familiar presence of her utility belt. This was becoming standard practice for the Shapely Sentinel. In addition, however, the rope was rubbing against her skin, which indicated that her gloves and boots had been removed.
'Does Egghead know I keep backups in there?' Batgirl wondered. The answer was moot. Whether by accident or design, Egghead had also deprived her of her hidden knives, lock picks and files.
Although Batgirl's equipment had saved her numerous times in the past, she took comfort in the belief that her most valuable tool was something they could not take away: her mind.
Or so she thought.
Further examination of her surroundings was interrupted by the return of Egghead, accompanied by Chickadee, Cornelia and the girl responsible for her capture.
“She’s awake, boss” said Cornelia.
“You’re not so tough now,” taunted Chickadee.
“Normally, you are someone I would rather not see, Batgirl, however, it’s always egg-squisite to see you like this,” said Egghead.
“You may have the upper hand now, but I will be victorious in the end!” declared Batgirl.
“Not this time you won’t,” Egghead said smugly. “Shortly I will egg-splain your fate, but first, allow me to introduce you to the newest member of my gang. This is Pauline,” he said, gesturing to the girl dressed like Little Bo Peep. She curtsied and flashed a smile at Batgirl, clearly enjoying seeing the heroine in peril.
“Pauline is one of Riddler’s former molls, but that was before you burst onto the scene in Gotham City, so I knew you wouldn’t recognize her,” Egghead continued. “Naturally, it took a criminal of my egg-streme intelligence to discover that fact and egg-sploit your willingness to help the innocent.”
Egghead assumed the tone of a close friend. “You know, Batgirl, you really are far too trusting. Now you are the one who is about to end up with egg on her face,” he said, grinning from ear to ear. His three assistants giggled knowingly at his last remark.
“What do you mean by that, Egghead?”
“You always were egg-stremely perceptive, Batgirl. Pauline, fetch the mirror.”
Pauline smiled as she retrieved a small mirror from the wall. Her return was interrupted by Cornelia. “Just a second,” Cornelia said as she primped in the mirror.
When Cornelia had finished, Pauline exaggeratedly sighed, then walked over and held the mirror up to Batgirl’s face. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Batgirl,” she mocked.
This was Egghead’s moment of triumph. “If you’d be so good as to look into the mirror Pauline is holding, you will see that you have been positioned directly under an egg collecting machine. The tube generates a vacuum which collects the hen’s eggs and deposits them, one at a time, into trays on a conveyor belt. I have removed the belt and modified the collecting device so that you can experience my version of the torture devised by Hippolytus de Marsiliis in the sixteenth century. In place of water, I’ll be using . . . eggs.”
Batgirl gasped, which seem to please Egghead and his assistants enormously. She had nearly lost her mind to the similar Theban pebble torture at the hands of Chris Thomson, King Tut’s Chief Torturer.
Egghead smiled evilly. “I see you have some understand of what lies in store for you . . . but wait! There’s more, much more. I have recently acquired a collection of exotic eggs, specifically for this purpose. One egg will drop the five feet and impact upon the top of your head every five seconds. There are twelve dozen eggs per batch.”
“Ewww, gross!” said Chickadee with an impish grin.
Egghead glared at his Bronx-born henchwoman.
“Sorry, boss,” Chickadee said sheepishly.
It was Egghead’s turn to let out an exasperated sigh. “As I was saying, when a batch is finished, you will have a fifteen second respite while the next type of eggs are loaded.”
Batgirl’s eyes widened in horror. Egghead leaned into his victim’s face as he delivered the coup de grace. “This process will be repeated, with each successive batch of eggs increasing in size!"
Batgirl struggled frantically, but was unable to do more than move her body slightly. Her head remained absolutely motionless.
Egghead continued. “Your first . . . course . . . will be tiny quail’s eggs. That will be followed by chicken, duck, goose, pelican, swan, emu and finally . . . making a grand total of 1,152 eggs . . . ostrich!” Batgirl involuntarily shuddered upon hearing the word 'ostrich.'
The white-clad villain moved to the right side of Batgirl, as if to whisper into her ear. “Oh, and I know all about the various methods to resist this type of torture. That's why the eggs get progressively larger. Even the tiny quail's eggs are far larger than drops of water or pebbles, which is why I don't need nearly as many. The repetitive impacts will do their job on you, no matter how many multiplication tables you recite!”
Egghead returned to stand among his beautiful minions. “By the time the last ostrich egg has landed on your skull, your brains will be well and truly scrambled.” With that, Egghead and his associates all laughed. “Your crimefighting career will be over, my dear, but I guess you can take some small solace in the knowledge that at least you’ll still be alive.” He paused. “Or not. Perhaps your fate will be worse than death. You won’t remember that you were ever a crimefighter or that I was the one to end your career . . . or anything else, for that matter. I suppose your ignorance of my achievement is an egg-ceptable price to pay for egg-stinguishing your ability to cause me . . . or anyone else . . . any more trouble.
“Farewell, Batgirl!” Egghead concluded as he hit the “on” button. His three assistants smiled and simultaneously blew kisses at the Dominoed Daredoll before they followed their boss out the storehouse door.

plonk . . . . plonk . . . . plonk . . . . Batgirl’s torture had begun.
Tied to a metal stake with her head immobilized, Batgirl began to analyze her current predicament. When she had been subjected to the Theban pebble torture at the hands of King Tut’s Chief Torturer, Chris Thomson, she had been mummified. Only Robin’s intervention had prevented her from losing her sanity. The very thought of enduring a similar fiendish procedure a second time was almost a torture in itself. On this occasion, however, she knew she would have to free herself. Although the situation was bleak, Batgirl had been in dire straights many times before and had always managed to find a way out.
Despite not being gagged, the noise from over 40,000 hens would effectively mute any cries for help. Testing her bonds, she found she was able to touch her hands together, but was unable to reach the knots which had been tied on the far side of the stake. Batgirl started to rub against the stake itself, hoping to find a rough surface or protrusion upon which she could saw through her ropes. Unfortunately, the metal stake was very smooth indeed. There was almost no give in the rope tying her ankles together and she could not move her head at all. She realized that this was what Egghead had intended – so that each egg would strike her in exactly the same spot as the one before.
Looking around, she could not see any thing near her that might aid her escape. She had to admit – Egghead had planned her demise quite thoroughly. Nevertheless, in her experience, criminals had always overlooked some small detail when constructing their devilish deathtraps. Batgirl’s task now was to identify Egghead’s oversight and use it to save herself.
Batgirl noticed that the sound of the machine had changed. Six seconds passed without another impact. ‘The chicken eggs must be loading!’ Batgirl relished the break. As she did so, the gooey, semi-liquid content of the broken quail eggs began to run down her face.
Plonk . . . . Plonk . . . . Plonk
All too soon, the torture resumed.
Unable to think of anything else to do, the costumed crimefighter set about working on her bonds again, trying to generate some slack. The physical effort and mental focus required would at least take her mind off the continual bombardment.
Her head began to ache. The thin fabric of her cowl was totally inadequate to offer any protection. Now, not only was her head sore from the repeated impacts, but her neck and back were starting to cramp.
144 eggs later there was another pause. Batgirl tried to gird herself for what was to come. ‘Duck eggs.’ The fifteen second interval served as a hellish overture for the increase in the intensity of her torment.
Batgirl was also all too aware of what lie in wait for her at the end of the process. ‘Ostrich eggs.’ Unlike even the emu eggs, which would likely break upon striking her, thereby dissipating some energy, the ostrich eggs would almost certainly remain intact.
Ostrich egg shells are so tough, chefs have to use drills or hacksaws to reach the yolks and albumin within them. The first ostrich egg would probably give Batgirl a concussion. Unconsciousness soon would follow. Shortly thereafter, she would suffer irreversible brain damage.
Twelve minutes later, the sound of the machine changed again. Batgirl found it hard to remember what would be next. Just as the next egg hit, she remembered. ‘Goose eggs.’
She had now endured more than forty-five minutes of torture. Midway through the pelican eggs, Batgirl realized that she was having trouble keeping her mind on trying to escape. The repetitive, progressive pounding she had taken was interfering with her ability to think. She knew that if she didn’t get away soon, she might not escape at all.
As Batgirl’s legs began to cramp, she shifted her weight to ease the tension that was building in her shapely thighs. She managed to lift herself half an inch off the ground for a fraction of a second. When she came down, she felt a stinging sensation in her right buttock. “Ouch.” ‘What was that?’ she thought. As she was pondering the cause of her pain, she felt more eggs whites and yolks spilling down over her face and onto her torso.
The pain was actually a blessing in disguise. Her mind had been wandering, but the pain cleared her head and allowed her to regain her focus . . .
‘Eggshells!’ she suddenly realized. ‘I must have sat upon a jagged piece of eggshell. If I could reach a piece, I might be able to use it to cut myself free!’ The reflection from a nearby metallic garbage can revealed pieces of eggshell were littering the floor all around her. She searched for a large piece with a jagged edge. After twelve more eggs, she succeeded in picking one up.
Twisting her wrists upwards, she began to go to work on her bonds. Her progress seemed agonizingly slow. Her wrists and fingers began to ache from being forced to work in such an unnatural position. Batgirl had to rest her hands every few minutes until the aching subsided.
Swan eggs began to fall upon Batgirl as she continued her struggle for freedom. Judging by the impact, Batgirl decided these were quite a bit larger than the pelican eggs. The piece of eggshell she was using suddenly crumbled in her hands!
She found another piece and continued. She felt her rope loosen slightly as the swan eggs continued to fall. The ache in her head intensified. She could feel the muscles in her temples spasm in protest. Drawing upon ancient meditation techniques, she blocked out the pain and forced herself to continue. Once more she had to find a new piece of eggshell, as her makeshift saw disintegrated.
The sound of the machine changed again. The brief respite was welcome, but she was horrified by the knowledge that even larger eggs were about to fall upon her skull.
PLONK . . . . PLONK . . . . PLONK
The emu eggs started falling. The impacts were taking a toll. Her body felt sluggish. Her vision began to blur. Her mind began to cloud over . . .
Batgirl dropped her improvised saw. It took her far longer to pick up a new piece than it previously had.
Finally, after another two minutes of effort, the ropes around her wrists fell away! Reaching for the straps holding her head immobilized took her another minute as her punch-drunk body struggled to carry out the instructions her mind was sending.
Desperately Batgirl worked the straps. The emu eggs continued to fall. Batgirl screamed in frustration. She became frantic.
‘I have to get free before the ostrich eggs!’ was her only thought. The sound of the machine changed one last time.
With seconds to spare, Batgirl managed to undo the last of her head straps. She immediately allowed her head to fall forward.
THUMP
She paused for several minutes, trying to clear her head, as the ostrich eggs rained down upon her shoulder blades. Untying her ankles and torso, Batgirl finally crawled away. Still not well enough to go after Egghead, she lay on the floor, feeling her senses recover.
The sound of the egg-collecting machine shutting down bought Batgirl out of her reverie. Apart from a splitting headache, aching wrists and fingers, bruises on her back and cramps in her neck, back and legs, she decided she was none the worse for wear. Standing up, she spied her utility belt, gloves and boots on a nearby table. She removed as much of egg innards from her costume as she could before completing her ensemble.
She took an aspirin, stretched her cramping body and resumed her search for Egghead. The farm was empty, however, a brief search revealed a timetable for Egghead’s masterplan. Something called ‘Operation Pre-emptive Strike’ was scheduled for 7:30 that very evening at the Batman Hilton. The date and time sounded vaguely familiar, but still suffering from the after-effects of the egg torture, Batgirl couldn’t remember where she had seen it before.
Batgirl flipped open her Bat-cellphone. “Hello. Commissioner Gordon’s ’s office. Lieutenant Mooney speaking.”
“Hello, Diana. Batgirl here. Is my fa– I mean, is the Commissioner there?”
“I’m afraid not. He left early. Can I help you?”
“I need to know: What events are taking place at the Batman Hilton tonight?”
“Are you kidding, Batgirl?” replied Lieutenant Mooney. “Tonight at 7:30 is the annual Policemen’s Ball . . . and you’re supposed to give a speech!”
“Oh, I forgot! I’ve . . . err . . . had a lot on my mind.” The Purple Paragon told Mooney about her latest ordeal and Egghead’s plan to turn Gotham into a city of criminals.
“If Egghead manages to turn the police force evil, there will be no one to stop the crime spree he is planning!” gasped Lieutenant Mooney. “In fact, they will exacerbate the criminal mayhem!”
“If we play this right, we might be able to turn the tables,” said Batgirl. “After all, we don’t want to scare them away from a building filled with policemen. Besides, I’d hate to spoil the celebration for Gotham’s finest. Please meet me in the Commissioner’s office in one hour with six police officers.
Meanwhile, Egghead and his criminal consorts entered the Batman Hilton dressed as delivery persons and headed for the kitchen. A knockout gas egg took care of the chef and maitre d’ who were tied up and deposited in a nearby office. “With the police on our side, the remaining Bat-Bozos won’t stand a chance,” Egghead snickered. “Come my lovely assistants. We have work to do.”
Batgirl returned to the laboratory which Egghead had been using to manufacture Cataphrenic chickenfeed. When she had passed before, she noted the list of chemicals that Egghead was using contained all the necessary ingredients for making the Bat-antidote. She quickly went to work.
Roughly thirty minutes later, she filled a two liter bottle with liquid Bat-antidote. She carefully secured the bottle on the Batgirlcycle and set off.
Returning to her apartment, Barbara took a quick shower and changed into a spare Batgirl outfit. Feeling much better, she headed for the Commissioner’s office.
By the time she arrived it was 6:30 p.m. Lieutenant Mooney and her officers were present. “Okay, we have criminals to thwart and colleagues to protect. This is what I want you to do . . .”

Promptly at 7:30 p.m., dinner was served. From the kitchen, Egghead and his associates could hardly contain their glee as tray after tray of food containing his Cataphrenic-laden eggs was served to nearly 350 police officers.
After changing back into their customary clothing, they headed for the stage. Egghead tapped the microphone to get everyone’s attention.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I have an announcement to make. Your scheduled guest speaker, Batgirl, will not be attending tonight . . . due to her unforeseen demise at my hands! Instead, I will be taking her place.”
“Bravo!” shouted Commissioner Gordon. The rest of the room cheered in approval.
“Police officers are underpaid, underappreciated and underfunded. Yet, still you fight crime,” Egghead began. “Gotham’s finest, why risk your lives every day fighting the never-ending battle against criminals?”
“Because, Egghead, in the end, the law always wins!” said Batgirl, stepping into the middle of the room and putting her hands on her hips in her patented Batgirl pose.
“Batgirl!!??” exclaimed Egghead. “This is impossible! You should have been pulverized into a permanent state of stupor by my egg torture!”
“I have a slight headache,” replied the Svelte Sentinel, “however, your trap was not egg-scape proof. Now, it is time that I put you back behind bars . . . where you belong!”
“Officers!” Egghead appealed to the police. “She is your enemy! Destroy her!”
Much to his chagrin, however, the police remained seated. “Once I figured out your plan,” Batgirl said proudly, “I had the regular wait staff replaced with undercover police officers, who neutralized the contents of your evil eggs with Bat-antidote. I then asked Commissioner Gordon to tell everyone to act evil after they had eaten, until I made my move.
“By the way, you have just confessed to 350 police officers that you attacked me. I would imagine you’ll receive a hefty sentence for that.” As she finished speaking, the undercover police officers, along with Chief O’Hara and Lieutenant Mooney appeared behind the villains, cutting off any escape route.
“What do we do, Egghead?” inquired Cornelia, who along with Pauline and Chickadee, was feeling very nervous about being in a room full of police.
“We surrender,” he said gloomily. “I did not egg-spect my trap to fail.”
“Really, Egghead, you should have known better,” said Batgirl with a smile, “than to put all of your eggs in one basket.” Egghead winced at Batgirl’s remark as he was led away to jail.
Needless to say, Batgirl’s speech was a rousing success.
“What would we ever do without Batgirl?” Commissioner Gordon remarked to the officers at the conclusion of Batgirl’s presentation.
“You would do just fine,” answered Batgirl modestly. “Day after day, you all risk your lives to make Gotham City a safer place. You are the true heroes and heroines. I’m just glad I can help out in some small way.”
“Hear, hear!” yelled Chief O’Hara, who then led the assembly in a chorus of For She’s a Jolly Good Fellow. After they had finished, Batgirl and Commissioner Gordon walked off the stage.
“I don’t know if I’ve told you this before, Batgirl, but you really are an outstanding citizen,” the Commissioner said. “I don’t think I could be any more proud of you if you were my own daughter.”
Batgirl was at a loss for words. ‘Does he know?!’ she wondered. She simply smiled. In any event, she was very happy as a result of her father’s words.

Superheroines, Batgirl, Superhero, Movie Review

2011-05-09T22:47:00.001-07:00

Dina Meyer
She attacked arachnids on alien planets, teamed with a knight and a dragon to overthrow an evil king, battled winged bloodsuckers in the American Southwest, and led a team of superheroines from a wheelchair. She's been a teacher, a psychiatrist, a soldier, a secret agent, a Romulan, and many others, but always with the same air of confidence and determination. The person who brings each of those characters to life is Dina Meyer, the raison d'etre for this site. Whether it was Dizzy, Bootsie, Commander Donatra, Emma, or any of her other characters that brought you here, come in and learn more about the actress and person behind them.
Inside you will find Dina's complete filmography, a detailed biographical sketch, comprehensive media collections spanning her life and career, and a news section covering events from 1998 to the present.

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