Supergirl VS Superman
By DiavoloM

Supergirl hovered in the air surveying her handy work as she looked upon the would be bank robbers, now bound in a thick piece of steel she wrapped around all 6 of them. Supergirl was across town changing for gym in the girl’s locker room of MHS when she heard the bank alarm go off. She slipped out and swooped into the bank with blinding speed as papers and money flew everywhere from her speed entrance. Before the bank robbers knew what had happened, they were being hit in the jaw by a fist that seemed like steel or feeling like a football made of stone was being thrown into their stomach. An onlooker would have seen the men being tossed out of the bank into the parking lot like rag dolls. She ripped a piece of steel off a nearby billboard and wrapped them all tightly in it.

She was quite a sight at that moment. Her long blonde hair reaching midway to her back blowing gently in the breeze along with her small red caped that reached only to the middle of her back as well, just a little shorter than her golden blonde hair. Her big blue eyes staring on her bound prey. Supergirl now being 18, filled out extremely well, even the girls in her class (and the guys of course, as well) noticed her voluptuous body up and down the halls. Her perky 32DD’s, thin, tight waste, and round perfect ass were ogled at by every high school guy and even girl as she walked by, even some of the male teachers pretended not to notice, but, not blaming them, couldn’t help it. Nobody could figure out how she stayed so tone everywhere and keep such a slim shape without spending one minute in the gym or play any sports. She had a slight, barely noticeable tan even in winter. Most just chalked it up to good genetics, and the rest to having the metabolism of an eighteen year old girl.

One of the robbers noticed too now as he came around staring at her tight young body. Her outfit was a little risqué and showed more skin than it hid, but at this point Supergirl was still very young and was just starting out in the adult world. She liked her body and showing it off, she was becoming a woman and wasn’t ashamed at all of what she was given physically. She had small white sneakers covering her feet, with a very short, red, catholic school girl style skirt that barely covered her round, toned bottom. Which she didn’t care, because she had on red gymnast style underwear underneath so no one could see anything. I like showing off her body, but in no way am I a whore, she thought as she was making it. However it did show off her long tanned, toned legs, she being only 5’6 at this point, had a pair of really long, nice legs. Her stomach was completely exposed due to the skirt being fitted tight on her tiny waste, just below her belly button, and her top, which was all white and very revealing. It was very tight, not too low cut top, but showed a small hint of cleavage, enough where it would be hard not to notice. It was also half the size of a regular t-shirt, cut just below her large chest and the sleeves were short as well, barely covering her shoulders. The material was also stretched so tight because of her very ample chest, a full and large 32DD, some people were amazed she even fit her massive tits into the tiny t-shirt, and the large deep red “S” symbol stretched across her massive memories drew even more attention to them. Her stomach was very toned, as she liked showing it off every chance she got. Her small red cape came out of the back of the tight shirt, only fell to the small of her back, and had a small “S” symbol in yellow on the back of it.

“Hey, I like that outfit girly, why don’t you come over here so I can see it a little better, and maybe you can give me a kiss”, said one of the bank robbers. “You watch your mouth”, shot Supergirl back as she walked over and grabbed the now scared criminal by the collar and drew back her right fist for another crack at him. “That’s enough”, came a deep, commanding voice behind Supergirl, which made her jump a little. Supergirl turned around and saw the massive shape Superman flying down behind her. Man is he big, thought Supergirl. He’s built like an Olympic weight lifter, but has a softness about him, unfortunately also an arrogance, as she squinted her eyes angrily at him. “They’ve had enough for one day”, said Sm. A small crowd started to gather around now as Superman was on the scene. “O.K.” said Supergirl obediently and let the robber go. “You have to learn to control your temper, and use restraint. Now I’ll take it from here, you should head back to class”, said Superman quietly. “These robbers would be long gone, if I hadn’t even been here.” Yelled Supergirl. “No one can be everywhere at once, not even Superman” he said as he picked up the criminals by their steel binding and flew away. I can’t stand him sometimes, she thought, he always thinks he knows what’s best for everyone. I’m not a kid anymore, and with that thought she flew up and across town fast to sneak back into class.

Two weeks went by, and Supergirl was laying in bed with a another boy from her school who was completely spent from their mid afternoon “study” session. Man, this girl is strong, and has crazy stamina, and what a body, thought the 20 year old young man. Supergirl had become very sexual the past year and preferred older guys for their maturity and experience. She then heard gun shots that seemed to be at the docks two miles north of where she lived. She shot up, threw the young man his clothes and told him he had to go now. He shot up scared, thinking something had happened and was standing in shock as this young, in shape girl, with an incredible body (and naked on top of it), shoot orders at her in a commanding voice. He was secretly turned on, but at the same time mad at himself for being scared of and ushered out by a young girl half his size. But he did as he was told and left.

Supergirl quickly changed in a flash and flew out the window towards the sounds of the gunshots. As she flew closer to the docks, she could see two groups of men, about 8 on both sides shooting at each other. She also noticed large wooden crates filled with automatic weapons. Must be an arms deal gone bad, she thought. Supergirl flew in the middle, drawing fire from both sides. The bullets bounced off her in all directions and she sprung into action kicking a car on its side knocking the two men behind it on the ground. She made short work of the one side and as she started to turn to take care of the other she could hear the noise of the police cars speeding down the dock towards the commotion. Supergirl saw one of the men take a large gun out of one of the crates and she used her heat vision to make him drop it, the man called her a bitch and walked towards her with a hand gun he’d drawn from under his jacket. “I’ll make you pay for burning my hands. You dress like a whore, so I’ll treat you like one.” He said, but no sooner had he finished than a large wooden crate was making its way through the air right at him. The man froze in terror, but it suddenly stopped inches in front of him, and saw the man of steel had caught it and saved him a month long trip to the infirmary. He had noticed the livid face of Supergirl who looked so angrily at him; he was shaken to his core. Superman quickly sped around and took care of the rest of the men. The cops had shown up just then and thanked the both of them for their help. Superman ignored the policeman’s gratitude and looked sternly at Supergirl.

“You have control that temper, and be more careful. You could have really hurt that man, when you didn’t have to. Use the right amount of force for the situation.” Said Sm. Supergirl was even more furious now, first being called a whore by some dirt bag criminal, and now being berated in front of all the policemen. “Who are you to tell me what to do?! And if I hadn’t gotten here, you would be cleaning about dead bodies!” yelled Supergirl. “Look-“ replied Superman, but before he could finish nailed him hard in the midsection with a perfectly landed side kick. As the kick landed you could see how firm and toned her legs were. Man, I’m glad that wasn’t me, I can’t believe how strong she is, I mean even knocking Superman back like that, thought one of the policeman. Superman landed in some crates behind him, cracking them as he hit them hard. He got up a little slowly and then felt a sharp pain under his chin and he flew 20 ft in the air into the water. The policemen and arms dealers alike saw the perfectly land uppercut from the fast moving Supergirl. It looked like it could have knocked a man’s head clean off. Just then a large wave of water rose up from the bay and Superman was flying fast toward Supergirl. Before she could react he was on her forcing her to turn around and holding her arms behind her back. “Let’s talk about this somewhere else” said Superman grinding his teeth. And they both flew off, Superman still hold Supergirl arms behind her back. “Let go!” demanded Supergirl, but she was ignored and they landed on the northern end of the docks where there were no people around. Superman let her go and said “You have to control that temper, what you were going to do that man, and what you did to me is unacceptable. Now I know I’m not your father, and we're not even family, but-“ Supergirl cut him off saying “That’s right, you’re not family, and you’re not my father or my brother or anyone else for that matter! And I’m not a child, I will not be treated like one. I think I just made that clear.” Supergirl was looking at Superman with a calm, concentrated stare right in his eyes. Superman then glanced quickly at Supergirl's body. She really grew up, he thought, her body is like a full grown woman’s, better. I’m sure there are woman out there that would kill for her shape. He snapped out of it quickly, she’s really angry about this, I better calm her down, thought Sm. “Fine, you’re angry, I understand, but you are still very young and you have been acting like a child.” Said Sm. Supergirl had noticed Superman take a quick look at her. Did he just check out my body, Supergirl thought, man his is arrogant, I thought he was the only man that hadn’t looked at me like that, I guess I was wrong, she chuckled to herself, which means he can be taken down like anyone else. “I’m old enough to take you on.” Replied Supergirl. Superman took a couple steps closer to her returning her stern stair. Supergirl got a little nervous now, she had never seen him angry at her before or how big and intimidating he was up close. She knew he was stronger than her, and probably faster, but she also knew his arrogance was his weakness. “Calm down Supergirl” said Superman, as he stared that unsympathetic stare at her. “Fine”, said Supergirl, “we’ll make this quick, we’ll have a quick little test, a match.” “This isn’t school”, said Superman, “this is serious.” “Ok then, if it’s that serious, if I lose I’ll listen to whatever you have to say from now on, but if I win, you have to stay out of my way and stop treating me like a child, and you owe me one thing of whatever I ask. Maybe I’ll show what school is, and teach you a few lessons.” Said Supergirl. “This isn’t some game” replied Superman “I know it’s not, you arrogant jerk.” Shot back Supergirl. Superman could tell he wasn’t going to get through to her by talking, and this had to be resolved. Alright, he thought to himself, I’ll make quick work of her and then she’ll have to listen to me, I know she’s young, but she also keeps her word. “Fine, as soon as somebody says ‘stop’ or taps out, that’s it, match over. Agreed?” Said Superman setting the terms. “Not agreed”, said Supergirl, “Your way to bigheaded to say ‘stop’ or tap out. I know you’ll fight to the finish. It has to be that one person is clearly beaten and defeated. How about first one who is completely incapacitates the other wins, if your knocked unconscious, or unable to fight on anymore you lose. Basically a clear winner. When one can stand over the other in complete victory. ” “That sounds too violent”, said Superman, surprised at how heated Supergirl actually was and at how cruel she could be. “Fine, then we’ll do both, a compromise, if one of us is completely beaten and unable to fight back or can no longer continue with the competition then that person loses, but if you make me tap out or say ‘I surrender’ then I lose. And since you don’t think I can’t beat you, the tap out rule won’t apply to you, I only win if you are totally defeated, and I want you at my mercy anyway, agreed?” Superman was about to interject when Supergirl used his pride against him again by saying, “What’s wrong you’re not man enough to take me on? You are the man of steel, right? Unless you think you’re going to lose.” Superman was dumbfounded and a little taken back saying, “It still sounds too violent.” “Fine”, replied Supergirl, “if one of us takes the “S” off the chest of the other person’s uniform, then he, or in this case, she, wins.” Supergirl stuck out her big chest while pointing at the “S” symbol that was displayed across the large breasts that were hidden beneath the tight material as she was saying this. “Um..Err…I don’t want to..” said Superman who was slightly distracted at Supergirl's gesture, which is exactly what Supergirl wanted. That’s it distract him a little more, take his mind off the fight and make him a softer opponent, she thought. “It’s ok, you don’t have to take it off if you don’t want to, but I know I’m taking yours, if I get the chance that is.”, Supergirl said with coy look on her face. “Oh yeah, and I’m going to you show up anyway, but if I do make you say ‘I surrender’ even though it won’t do anything for you, I’ll humiliate you even worse than I’m already planning to do.” Superman just nodded his head in agreement. “I want to humiliate you like you did to me back there in front of those policemen.”, she snapped at her larger opponent. “You’re worse off than I thought Supergirl, you have a lot of lessons to learn before your ready to become an adult and apart of the Justice League. I hope I can teach some those today.” Said Sm. “I’m going to be the one teaching the lessons big man, and I’m sure I can teach you a few lessons as well, Superman” said Supergirl, turning around and bending over to pick up a large heavy crate pretending to move it for space, but really to just show her opponent a little bit of her nice round ass under her short skirt. He was definitely aware of the sight in front of him, anyone would, it was round, tight, and very firm. In one word, perfect. Superman realized he might be caught staring and felt awkward, so he looked away, but not before Supergirl turned around and gave her right ass cheek a hard smack. That test just worked, he does look at me like that, that could make this a lot easier, thought Supergirl then said, “You like that Superman, not used to a real one with that bony bitch Lois Lane you hang around.” “Stop the games Supergirl, let’s get this over with” replied Superman firmly. “Well let’s go.” Supergirl said as she began to walk towards her larger competitor, Superman still recovering from the little show put on for him, not being used to getting distracted like that.

She’s really filled out and becoming a woman, thought Superman, I really had noticed till right now. He then noticed his voluptuous competitor walking straight towards him, wasting no time, he tried to focus on the upcoming fight not the full amazing woman’s body coming toward him. Supergirl wanted to get a quick start in now that her adversary’s attention was momentarily diverted. She quickly raced toward Superman and hit him with her shoulder in his chest, sending him flying back into the warehouse on the dock behind them. “Not a good start for you, Superman” said Supergirl laughing. She’s quick, but inexperienced, thought Superman and he crashed through another section of the warehouse wall coming out behind his smaller challenger. He sent a quick shoulder to her back, not at full strength, he didn’t want to hurt her, but it still sent her flying to the ground fifteen feet away. Man he is really strong, thought Supergirl, I don’t even think that was a quarter of his strength, be quicker and use his arrogance to keep distracting him, is all she kept saying over and over in her head. Superman was on her in a flash bending her arm behind her back and pushing her up against the wall of the warehouse. “Give up” said Superman as he added more pressure making Supergirl wince in pain, “so we can stop this nonsense and finish this.” “We can finish this alright” said Supergirl as she brought an elbow up, hitting Superman in the temple dazing him for a second, “when you’re on the ground helpless from the beating I’m going to give you.” Supergirl didn’t plan to hit him the temple, and it turned out to be an unexpected bonus. Superman was stumbling back a couple steps trying to recover from the blow, and Supergirl jumped at the opportunity. She quickly sent a hard punch to his abdomen, which actually hurt her hand a little. Jeez, he is really solid, she thought, and followed up with a haymaker to the right side of his abdomen. He had to have felt that, she thought. Superman stumbled back, and recovered, but not without feeling the pain in the side from the punch he just received. She hits hard, he thought, but he has taken much worse over the years and came back quickly. He decided to go a little harder at her and grabbed a fast punch Supergirl tried to land in his midsection again. Snatching her arm again quickly, he twisted and forced her to one knee. “Give up!” he yelled at her now. “Stop acting like an angry child.” This pissed her off and she dug down deep and used her anger to throw her left leg up to kick her attacker away, but Superman caught it with his other hand. Now she’s done, thought Superman, and then he saw her other leg coming at him. He tried to throw her by the limbs he had in his hands, but caught her foot in his midsection. Superman managed to toss her but not at the force he wanted, she just tumbled a bit and swiftly recovered.

Now she looked really heated and not willing to pull any punches. They stormed towards each other quickly. Superman swiped at Supergirl with his muscular arm, but Supergirl used her speed and ducked under it, bringing up her knee to the right side of Superman's ribs. She then jumped up and sent another knee in an uppercut style under his chin He winced in pain, stumbled back, and felt another fist to the center of his abdomen, and retaliated by sending both of his massive arms down in a hammer type motion. She’s really strong, thought a taken back Sm. Supergirl dodged the massive hands coming down at her, and sent a hook to the left side of Superman’s ribs. “What’s wrong, your name is Superman, isn’t it?”, said Supergirl sarcastically. That’s it she said, keep moving quickly, and hurt his pride, it’ll blind him and your speed will finish him, she thought. Just then she felt two big arms around her and she was suddenly trapped in a bear hug. “Now your speed won’t count for anything now, Supergirl, and I’ll squeeze you till you give up” said Sm. Think Supergirl, think, she thought quickly feeling herself being squeezed into unconsciousness. She then felt a bulge on her thigh from her male assailant, and that gave her the answer. She actually pushed up as much as she could, forcing her breasts, which were already being pushed out form the crushing move, even higher up. I know these things will work, she laughed to herself, already feeling a little ease of her attackers arms around her body. As she looked up she noticed Superman noticing her, or at least one part of her anyway. Supergirl’s massive tits were being squeezed out of the already tight restraint of the tight T-shirt, and now were almost popping out of the top of her shirt at the hands of Superman’s bear hug. Supergirl got one arm lose enough to the point where she knew she could wiggle it out. Now to set him up, she thought. “I know, they’re embarrassing sometimes, I can’t help how big they are, it’s not my fault.” She said in an innocent voice as she pushed them up as high and as close to Superman’s face as she could. “Everyone’s always looking at them, like they don’t look good. Do you think they look good?” As Supergirl was saying this, looking right into Superman’s eyes, he realized he was being played, but by then was too late. Supergirl got her left arm free and pressed her thumb into Superman’s left eye making him let go and she swept his legs out from underneath him. “What’s wrong man of steel, is my young and” she ran her hands lightly over her big chest down her body to her exposed thighs as she finished, “voluptuous body too much for you?,” she said shaking her tits a little as she bent down over him and laughed at the fallen man beneath her. She quickly attacked her fallen opponent by driving a fist hard to his face, forcing his head to drive into the dock a bit. Great now we’re even, he can’t use his height advantage here, she thought. She drove two more punches square to his face, driving him even deeper into the thick wooden dock. Superman was dazed, and his rival knew this. She straddled him by sitting on his chest facing his feet, an onlooker would have noticed her red underwear covered ass almost completely out from under the skirt from the position she was in and it was inches from Superman’s face. She pinned Superman’s arms underneath her shins then brought both hands up over her head in a double fist and came crashing down on the larger man’s midsection. That’s it, keep working his body, slow him down, she thought. The strength from the hit was so hard, not only did it force his body a little deeper into the thick wooden dock like his head, but it also bounced it up a little from the blow. Supergirl came down in the same way for another hit, striking Superman’s stomach once again. Supergirl leaned forward and wiggled her round ass in face of her enemy for good measure, wanting to belittle the man of steel as much as possible. “I told you I wanted to humiliate you, and now’s just the beginning”, she said as she thought to herself, have to keep going, can’t let up, can’t let him recover. Superman’s head was foggy and his stomach felt like it had been pounded with a sledge hammer, not being able to catch his breath from the constant blows. Supergirl brought the powerful blow down twice more, and felt the dock creaking beneath them. “Uh oh, I’m beating you through the dock, I better pound your body somewhere else.” Silence. “What’s wrong, not feeling so “super” right now, Superman?” She said coyly, and with that stood up, picked him up by his right arm and right leg and threw him back into the warehouse. “Man, that’s the second time I made you fly in there today, I told you I’m no child, and now I’m proving it. When I beat you till you’re at my knees and mercy, remember who the better superhero is. I don’t want you ever forgetting this day, Superman”, she said as she walked toward the beat up warehouse. Superman got up a little slower this time, and for the first time started to take this seriously, and began to feel like he might actually lose if he didn’t treat his adversary like an actual enemy than an overconfident child. He then felt a strong force tug on his head before being thrown back outside of the warehouse by his hair. Supergirl shot forward and dragged the dazed superhero by the start of his cape by his neck about fifteen to an open spot on the dock. She then picked him up by his hair and put his head between her legs, in a standing head scissor, and squeezed. The pressure on his head felt like it was going to make it explode and Superman was the one who had to think quickly now as the sudden pain made him clear the cobwebs out of his dazed head. “Your arms are your strongest part supes, but my legs are mine, can you tell?”, she said looking down at her foe who was slapping at her legs for relief from the pain. “What’s wrong now, Superman, I’m not such a push over like you thought, huh?” No sooner had she said that, that Superman put both hands, around the smaller girl’s ankle, gripped hard and swung her into some nearby crates. But it took Superman sometime to get back up from the thrashing he had just sustained from the crushing scissor on his head. He felt Supergirl’s knee crack him in the face suddenly sending him flying backwards into a forty foot crane used to unload containers from the incoming ships. As Superman crashed into it the crane structure crumbled sending a loud metal shrieking sound into the air. Superman fell to the ground as the steel crane collapsed and fell on top of him, the thick metal cable also helping to entangle him in the twisted pile of steel. Supergirl confidently walked over to the now large pile of metal where the crane once stood to find Superman, again a little dazed, in an almost sitting down position. Supergirl bent over in front of him and grabbed his arms at the wrists and held almost straight out, pulling up, causing excruciating pain in his shoulders. Superman could barely move now as the tangled metal around his body and Supergirl’s girl made him almost completely immobile as he winced in pain as he felt the throbbing in his shoulders as his arms behind his back were being lifted. As he felt the hurting from behind him he saw Supergirl’s huge set of breasts get closer to his face. He realized his face was being forced closer to the massive 32DD’s in front of him. “It looks like I’m going to have to wear you down a little more. You seem to always end up close to my large and”, Supergirl shook her chest a little, swinging her massive tits slightly, “ample chest”, she teased at him as she pushed them closer to his face. Superman struggled against the hold, but was still a little groggy and bound up by the cranes metal and cable around him, allowing him to do very little except struggle as he saw the massive mounds of flesh dangle in front of him, helpless to do anything about it. “You want them?! Well, here, you can HAVE them! ” And as Supergirl said that, she pushed her large chest covered in the tight, white material against her downed opponent’s face in a perfect breast smother. The “S” symbol on it pressed roughly against Superman’s face as he was forced deep in the fleshy large and soft mounds of flesh. How is this girl beating me so badly, thought Superman quickly, panicking now as he was slowly losing oxygen from the massive tits pushed against his face cutting off his air? “They’re perfect right? So soft, and big, I bet you can barely breath in there.”, Supergirl said as Superman’s head was nearly completely engulfed in her massive chest, Superman’s only response was a muffled noise as he struggling for air as the massive memories cut off his oxygen. “What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you.”, Supergirl said, adding insult to injury. “You’re feeling a little weaker, supes, let’s wake you up.” And she let up the smother, Superman drawing in a large breath of much needed air in his lungs only to feel it rushed out by a solid knee to his chest from his adversary standing over him. “Come on wake up, loser!” She yelled, “I noticed you weren’t man enough to take them, so I figured I was just going to have to give them to you.”, said Supergirl laughing a bit, slapping him in the face as she shook her massive chest covered in the tight material. Supergirl then swung her large perky chest once more slapping Superman in the face again with her tits for added humiliation. Superman winced a bit, noticing they were not just big and soft, but firm when she wanted them to be. Supergirl noticed this as well though, noting Superman’s face as the side of her breast hit him. “Oh, you just realized that not only are they soft and big, but they’re also firm and very strong too? Yes, were both from Krypton, so if your body can be as tough as steel, and feel like it as well, so can mine. You don’t have to take my word for it, here, you can feel!” She then pulled Superman’s head back, out from the deep smother he was in, tensed the muscles in her chest, and swung her tits back and forth, smacking Superman in the face with every swing. The two large mounds on Supergirl’s chest felt like a fist hitting Superman’s face with every hard swing. Supergirl would turn to one side and twist as fast as she could, slamming the side one tit into the side of Superman’s face, then repeat back to hit the other side of his face with her other tit. With every smack Superman’s head was snapped quickly from left to right, one side to the other with every hard hit, saliva mixed with a small amount of blood being thrown from his mouth. Supergirl girl noticed her opponents arms got weaker after every blow. After several swings from what felt like a pendulum of pain to Superman, Supergirl barely held his muscular arms behind his back, she could feel him starting to get really weak, “Your almost out huh, Superman? It seemed like this is all over way too quickly, and I’m not done fighting, or should I say, humiliating you yet. I mean being beaten by a girl half your age and size is bad enough, but being beaten by her tits, is a whole never level of embarrassment.” Supergirl laughed as Superman slowly came too, his head drooping down towards his chest. Supergirl leaned back, and looked down. Superman slowly lifted his head barely keeping it up, slowly coming out of the near unconscious daze from the humiliating breast beating he’d just received. “Your…still..weak..”, said Superman slowly, as he was gradually coming too, “and…you still don’t understand..”, but Superman couldn’t finish his sentence. Supergirl once again pushed his face in her big tits for another smother, again hearing the muffled protests of her opponent. Supergirl liked the dominance she had at the moment, so she playfully lightly slapped her stunned foe a couple more times with her full-sized memories to add insult to injury. Superman wasted no time from her letting up for a quick second and used his heat vision to send out a searing red beam at Supergirl’s chest, sending an immediate burning sensation from the sensitive flesh under the thing white shirt covering her breasts that would have burnt off her body if Superman hadn’t let up. Superman got one leg free and kicked out Supergirl’s left leg with his making her let go of his arms. He then exploded forward and caught Supergirl in the stomach with his massive shoulder. Supergirl flew back and lay crumpled on the ground. Superman was on her in a flash, not pulling any punches this time. He definitely felt weakened, but still had plenty of fight left in him. He picked her up by her feet and smashed her head first down through the dock. “I want to end this ridiculous bout before you get any more arrogant and big headed than you already are.” The man of steel cracked the smaller girl with a hard left while holding her up by her hair with his right hand. The hard punch landed in her abdomen, which was already aching from the shoulder it had just received. He then finished by throwing her down face first into the dock, driving his knee into her back and holding her left arm back forcing it painfully up towards the back of her head. “Do you surrender?” asked Superman, his voice booming now. “Never.” Was her only reply. Superman poured on the pain by driving his knee deeper into the smaller girl’s back. Supergirl moaned in agony from the pain in her back and arm, her head and stomach were still aching from the beating earlier as well. The burning sensation on her tits didn’t help either. Superman thought for sure she was going to give up now, she’s beaten, he thought, finished. “You’re just an angry girl, who has a lot to learn.”, said Sm. This infuriated Supergirl. The tension mounted, when suddenly Supergirl lifted her foot up just enough to drive it down into the dock and broke through it, and it gave her enough leverage to bring her leg down and then racing back up to kick her foe off of her. She jumped up and quickly stomped down with both her feet on the now downed man, and they both crashed through the dock, disappearing in the water below. They were down there for several minutes when, without warning, another section of the dock splintered open thirty feet away, and a huge rush of water came spewing up twenty feet in the air. Supergirl had landed a powerful kick to the underside of Superman’s jaw in the water, sending him flying up and crashing through the roof of nearby abandoned factory on the dock, landing hard on the concrete floor. Supergirl came flying through the newly made hole in the roof feet first, very slowly, and confidently, looking angrily down. There was Superman laying on the concrete floor of the factory. He had a small trickle of blood coming from one corner of his mouth and his left eye was slightly swollen. Both sides of his face were red from the earlier beating of Supergirl’s breasts, and now his suit was torn on his right arm, and left leg, exposing the skin underneath. Supergirl liked what she saw, but still had plenty of anger and a lot more punishment in store for her downed foe. She picked Superman up by his hair and kneed him in the chest and stomach twice, then kicked him hard with her toned legs in the face, sending him flying. Superman man’s head was fuzzy and he was trying to snap out of it when he saw his smaller opponent approach. He could feel the small trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth. “Wow, on your knees and bleeding, you don’t see that every day with the man of steel, what’s wrong Superman, getting a little tired from this little girl kicking your ass up and down these docks all day?” mocked the confident combatant. She’ll probably kick you, because she knows she has better lower body strength so be ready, Superman thought, now very nervous about the fight he was in. Only a little earlier he thought this was going to be a push over fight to teach a young girl a lesson, now he was in a large amount of pain from this young girl, and worried not only if he was going to win the fight, but how much more pain was in store for him. Supergirl brought her right foot around to catch the man of steel, who was still on his knees, in the side of the head. Superman blocked her foot and sent a hard left to the right side of Supergirl’s face sending her flying back. She was on her hands and knees now, a little out of it, and amazed at the same time at how much of a beating this man could take. She felt big arms wrap around her neck in a sleeper hold, she struggled a bit, but felt herself being lifted up off her feet as she kicked them helplessly in the hold. “You’ll be out soon.” Said Superman calmly, “And when you wake up were going to talk about your overconfidence problems.” My overconfidence problems, thought Supergirl, this guy is not one to talk. She felt herself getting weak though, and thought fast. She felt that his arms were getting weaker from when they first started, so if she could get out of this, she could probably take him apart even easier. She remembered what got her out of a tight situation last time. An idea suddenly popped in Supergirl’s head, maybe this time I can use my other “assets”. She started to feel a bulge against her ass as she was forced up against it from the hold she was in, and started to slide her toned ass up and down, slowly against Superman’s bulging member. “What are you doi-“ Before Superman could even finish his shocked statement, Supergirl started to grind harder against him and slip her hand down the front of his tights. Man he’s big, she thought, as she stroked the now hard dick in her hand. She felt his arms tighten, then weaken a bit. What is she doing, thought Superman, he then started to drift off in pleasure when he felt his full member being taken out of his suit. Using her hand, Supergirl pressed the hard dick against her perfect ass and stroked it between her ass cheeks. Superman felt the material covering the young tight ass and it felt like silk to him. He loosened up his grip a little more now, barely holding on to his opponent. “Mmmm…that feels good up against my young tight ass” purred Supergirl. She started to stroke it faster, just another couple of seconds and he should be mine, she thought. When she felt the arms around her loosen up a little bit more, she pulled the tight red material under her short skirt making it slip between her ass cheeks so it now looked like she had a thong on, and placed the hard cock in her hand and pressed it between her ass cheeks. Superman was in a trance as he marveled at the amount of skill Supergirl had stroking his large erection. Supergirl saw the stupor Superman was in, realizing her opportunity to strike was now. She then lifted her arms, breaking free of Superman’s hold around her and squeezed her ass cheeks together with all her might. Superman went from pleasure to pain in a second. It felt like his dick was in vice grips. It was a shameful sight for the man of steel. This young girl almost bringing Superman to his knees by using just the cheeks of her ass. “I told you my ass was nice and toned, Superman, but not how strong. How about you beg me to let you go?” laughed Supergirl. She liked the feeling of total domination over the bigger man using just her “assets”. This should chisel away at that ego of his and distract him a little more, she thought laughing to herself. She was right, Superman couldn’t believe how much of a pounding he had taken from Supergirl, someone half his size and age, and now she’s humiliating me on top of it by almost completely controlling me with just her ass, he thought, feeling a little nervous and embarrassed at this point. Superman lost that thought quickly though as he felt the flesh around his dick tighten even harder as Supergirl began to squeeze even harder, almost bringing him to his knees and he went to push her away by her shoulders. She felt his arms grab her shoulders and decided it was time to let go, since it was a vulnerable position for her as well. She ducked down and reverse kicked her rival as hard as she could in the stomach. Once again he flew back, this time hitting the thick brick wall of the abandoned factory making a huge circular indent in the brick. His limp body stayed in the freshly made whole in the wall for a few seconds, then slumped over and fell to the ground, motionless. Superman’s suit now had a tear on the right side of his “S” on his chest, and another small one across his abdomen. Supergirl walked over slowly, confidently, and almost seductively now and kneed him in the face. She then picked the dazed man up by his hair and sent two punches to his midsection hard. She felt it wasn’t as solid as when they their battle had first started, I must be finally wearing him down, she thought. “Oooh, this is getting so much softer then when we first started, am I starting to wear you down my little super bitch”, she said, letting him know as well of his weakening condition to disgrace him a little more, feeling his stomach with her open hand seductively as she said it. Superman at this point undeniably felt himself getting even weaker from the unrelenting beating he was receiving, and tried, unsuccessfully, to regain his stature.

“I can’t believe I’ve got the man of steel at my knees and, even better, at my mercy”, said Supergirl, in an astonishing voice, almost not believing it herself. This egotistical man needs to be taught a lesson and I’m the one that’s going to do it. She bent down over him and ripped the material covering his crotch away, exposing everything that was underneath. “I guess everything about you is super, huh?”, said Supergirl eyeing his large package now exposed for anyone to see. As Superman tried to get up, she put her right foot on his hard dick, and pressed it firmly against his stomach. She decided to soften him up all over so she could do with him what she wanted, being that he still had some, not physical strength and mental left. Have to beat him on all levels, not just physical so he remembers this from today on. It would be nice that every time we saw each other he would know I completely dominated him, to see that slight look of humiliation every time he looked at me. Supergirl leaned forward and received yelled in pain from her challenger as his hard member was being pressed hard against the bottom of Supergirl’s sneaker. The yell didn’t last long though as it was cut off and his pain only to be met with another hard knee to the face and then a left cross from Supergirl’s tightly clenched fist. She pulled him up by his hair roughly and viciously put her forearm across his throat, holding him up and steady and began stroking his large member with her other hand gently. “Mmmm, this is nice” she said softly in her challenger’s ear, her face almost touching his. Superman was almost out cold and felt his dick and balls being expertly stroked by the petite girl who now had almost complete control of him. I think she’s just toying with me now, he thought, and the cobwebs in his head cleared a little, enough for him to react. He grabbed the arm against his throat and pushed hard relieving the pressure, however he felt the grip around his dick tighten down like steel and felt himself being picked up. There was the smaller Supergirl lifting up the big and powerful Superman over her head, one hand on his chest and the other grasped firmly around his erection. It was a powerful sight. She flew up in the air about fifteen feet and came down, smashing his stomach downward across her knee. The blow hit almost perfectly center of the bigger man’s abdomen. The force of the strike hit so hard that it rattled the walls of the factory. He bounced off her knee hard and landed on the floor. She then grabbed his left arm and twisted like he had done to her before, bringing the larger man up to his knees. “I told you I’d humiliate you and bring you to your knees Sm.” She said as she twisted harder now and put her foot on his shoulder blade, looking like his arm could be pulled out of the socket. Superman yelled in pain and then felt his other arm being pulled back while Supergirl’s foot pushed between his shoulder blades. “You can’t even submit if you wanted to my little toy, my “Super” toy.” Well his arms are almost weakened, lets finish them, thought Supergirl. She threw him down, and before he could get up, put her knee into his back, jumped up and landed her sneaker covered feet hard onto the man of steel’s arms driving them into the concrete. Superman’s arms felt like just two dead weights on his body now, he couldn’t move them at this point if he wanted to. She did the same with the back of his head and his back as well, so he was almost completely buried face down in the ruble of the concrete floor. “No docks here Superman, I can pound you in here all day” said Supergirl snickering, ridiculing her almost lifeless opponent. “Hope you like it down there, beneath me my little super toy, because this is just the beginning. That’s what you are now, my little toy. And I play rough with my toys.” Supergirl said, smirking as she said it. “We’ll…see..about…that” said Superman as he struggled. And he lifted himself up as fast as he could regaining a little strength in his arms, quickly sending Supergirl flying in the air hitting the roof of the building and coming down hard. Superman got up to his hands and knees and then slowly to his feet trying to regain his composure, and walked over to Supergirl, just getting up as well from the hard fall. She saw him lunge at her to grab her, but he was much slower now, and dodged it quickly and backed away. “Not as fast now, huh my little super toy, you don’t look so good, maybe I’ve too tough on you so far, is that it? Am I going to hard, I mean you’re looking less than super right now.”, and she giggled a little bit putting her hand over her mouth acting like a little school girl, mocking him for calling her a child earlier, as she eyed him up from head to toe. She was right, Superman’s costume was ripped even larger now across his stomach from the constant blows there and his cape had a piece torn out of it with holes ripped through it here and there, making it look like a tattered piece of cloth. Not to mention the material over his crotch was ripped out as well exposing his manhood for any onlookers that could have been around. “I told you I’m no child, and now you’re paying for it. Although, you did get back up, so maybe I’m not going hard enough” Supergirl said as she was looking more serious now. “You don’t know restraint, and you can’t control your powers when you’re angry. You could end up hurting a lot of people one day.” Said Superman, holding his stomach, his voice struggling as he tried to talk through the pain in his chest and stomach. Supergirl actually let this thought sink her brain, and did begin to think about it, but then he saw her antagonist walk towards her, and the thought disappeared quickly. Superman grabbed at Supergirl, she dodged, but he managed to grab her cape and he swung her around hard by it, letting go as the momentum that had built up throwing her across the large factory into a large metal machine of some kind. Superman got over to his fallen adversary as quickly as he could and bent the thick metal of the machine around Supergirl, trapping her upper body. His strength was weakening, but he still had enough for the smaller girl, he thought. Superman then started to crush the metal around her, Supergirl feeling the air rush from her lungs the steel around her felt like a boa constrictor squeezing the life out of her. He felt a burning sensation on his hand, and looked down to see Supergirl was using her heat vision to burn one of his hands. She was pouring it on now, and the pain was too much for Superman to hold on. He let go and the stinging only let his mind concentrate on the pain for a second, which was all Supergirl needed as she kicked him in the side of the knee hard. Superman instantly bent down in pain, as he was sure he felt something dislocate in his knee. Supergirl broke out of the metal encasement, her arms pushing out to the sides, sending metal fragments flying in all directions. Supergirl kneed her downed foe in the face, knocking him on his back. She picked him up by the same leg she just hit, flew up in the air, and came crashing down on the same knee. Superman was blinded with pain. She stomped on it ferociously, sending a ripple of a shock wave out from the impact. Superman almost passed out now as his body could barely take the agony it was in. He yelled so loud in pain the walls shook around him. Supergirl stood over him, one leg on either side of his body, positioning herself over his chest. “Maybe it’s time I had some fun, since you clearly don’t look like you’re having any. Maybe you just don’t know how supes, I told you I’d teach you a couple lessons. It seems I’ve taught you one or two already, but don’t be concerned, I have plenty more energy, time, and humiliation for you.” She said looking down at him. She turned around, facing his feet now and slowly got into a sitting position putting her round ass on his face, looking back over her shoulder to center herself to make sure she was center to smother him. All you heard were muffles from the larger man as his arms were held at his sides as Supergirl sat back more pushing her plump ass on her fallen foe’s face, making the smother better, cutting even more air from the man of steels lungs. Supergirl wiggled her ass for a little more degradation for the last son of Krypton. The red material had worked its way very deep in her ass from all the fighting and you could barely see it. You only knew it was there from the piece you saw coming from the top of her ass, and the bottom piece covering her pussy. “Wow, so, so far not only did I beat you with my arms and legs, but my ass and tits beat you as well I see. It doesn’t get more embarrassing then that…or does it?”, Supergirl said with devious smile on her face. She let go, when she felt him get weak and stood up, and tossed him like a sack of rice by his arm across the factory. He hit one of the steel supports holding up the building hard. His midsection took the brunt of the force and, at this point, was almost all his midsection could take from the constant beating it had sustained. He then landed on his already painful shoulders to the ground. Supergirl walked over to him, flipped him over, and stood dominantly over him. She had never felt as good as she had at that moment, standing over a pretty much completely beaten Sm. “Let’s have some more fun with my little super toy,” she laughed. Superman slowly started to move his arms and said, “This…doesn’t change…anything.. You’re still an…proud little girl “See, you don’t know when to give up, you arrogant, pompous jerk. And, yes, I am proud. I mean look at you. I’m proud I beat you all over these docks today, proud I don’t have a scratch on me, and you look like you’ve been thrown through a garbage compactor with your torn uniform. Blood trickling from your mouth, eye almost swollen shut, and hunched over beneath me as I stand over you looking down at my, yes MY, handy work. And even with you like this, you still won’t give up. Who has the arrogance problems now? Although, you could show a lesson in humility by saying ‘I surrender” right now…”, said Supergirl. “Never”, replied Superman in a spent voice, even though his opponent was right. He looked terrible, and felt even worse. His head throbbed, his left eye was swollen the burn on his hand did as well, his knee wasn’t dislocated, but it sure felt like it, his chest was sore, and he could hardly lift his arms. His abdomen was the worst of it though. He could barely move because of the pain coming from it, let alone stand up straight, if he could stand up. He didn’t have much strength, if any, in him left. “Please don’t give up yet though, I know, you’re too proud for that”, said Supergirl. Here, let’s get rid of this.”, and with that she pulled the “S” symbol that was only held on by a few tattered clothes anyway, from his chest, holding in front of him for a few moments before tossing it away. Superman looked as his symbol, which a second ago covered his bare chest, fell slowly to the ground. “A sad moment for you, Superman? I guess you’re not so super next to me, huh?”said Supergirl. Superman said nothing, just looked up at her, in her eyes as she put her hands over her head and shook her body a little back and forth in a small victory dance, her tits shaking a little. Superman’s eyes went to his dominating opponent’s large chest for just a moment. “You really do like these, don’t you not so super Sm. I don’t blame you, they are perfect and obviously too much for you to handle, but let’s prove that a little more, just in case there’s any doubt.”, she said smiling. She then took her right hand to her chest, ripping the fabric covering her perfect breasts as she did it, so all that was remaining were the small sleeves, and very little torn pieces in the front and the back. “I know you’re never going to win it as trophy anyway” Supergirl said laughing at her downed foe, “And besides, I know I could have some amusing times humiliating you with these.” She said as she pointed at her now exposed, large chest, shaking the huge fleshy orbs from side to side a little. They were big and full, and looked perfectly firm. She also removed the red underwear under her tiny skirt. She was an awesome sight. Her cape was torn and tattered scarcely showing the “S” symbol that was once on it, but other than that looked amazing. Her huge 32DD’s put on display for anyone to see the magnificent sight, and you could also see the hint of a bare young ass under her skirt as she stood there, a little ruffled, but overall looking amazing. She grasped his head in her arms and delivered a perfect breast smother in her massive tits, Superman scarcely able fight her off. “Don’t bother, You’re too weak at this point to fight me off.”, said Supergirl, Superman’s pride hurt even more by the comment, but focused more on the lack of oxygen yet again to his lungs in this fight. “You remember this, right supes? You’ve been in these twice today now, and they could have beaten you twice today now. Man, you are pathetic, although they are perfect aren’t they? I guess they’re too much for you to handle, just like the rest of me, huh?” She smiled as she toyed with Superman, realizing he was not her adversary now, but her prey. Supergirl was loving every minute of it. She felt him get weak a lot quicker from the breast smother she had gave him earlier, and brought him to the ground. “They feel good, huh? Do you feel good in there my little super toy?” she laughed again taking his head out of her massive memories before he passed out, just as she did to him earlier. He took in a large breath. “That’s the second time that you were almost unconscious from these,” she said, taking in a deep breath to stick them out more, closer to Superman’s face, helpless at this point to do anything about it. “How does it feel knowing just my tits almost knocked the man of steel. They are nice, I have to admit, here, you can feel them” she said as she rubbed his face all over her huge tits for good measure. “See this is fun, and I bet I have better tits and ass than that stick Lois Lane.” Superman grabbed hard at one of her breasts desperately and squeezed making Supergirl yell loudly. She pulled him off of her large right tit and said, “You dirty fighter, well two can play that game.” And she grabbed his balls, squeezing just hard enough to make Superman yell in pain. She threw him back turned around tensed her ass muscles and jump up smashing down on Superman’s face thumping it into the ground using just her ass. Her ass feels like steel being pounded against my head, thought Superman groggily. Let’s see how bad I could beat him, she thought. She head scissored him and made sure to put his head deep in her thighs so his face was right against her shaven pussy smothering him as well adding to the already immense pressure and pain being applied to his head from her strong thighs. She squeezed and reach back stroking Superman’s hard dick at the same time. He slapped and pulled at her legs trying to pry them apart, but it was no use, her strong legs were clamped down too hard squeezing Superman’s head hard. Supergirl stopped once in awhile to squeeze her hand hard around his stiff erection to inflict a little pain while jerking him off, just to show her control over the larger man. She started to feel herself get wet now and flipped around so her ass was facing up now, making sure Superman was still deep between her legs. She continued to jerk him off using her tits a little for add pleasure, while rocking a little to get herself off on the man of steel’s face. She then leaned down and took the man of steel’s stiff cock in her mouth. Superman felt a warm pleasure among the pain from his head feeling like it was going to be squeezed till it broke like a grape. Supergirl took him all into her mouth, expertly using her tongue up and down his large shaft. Superman’s legs stiffened a bit from the extreme satisfaction he was receiving from Supergirl’s mouth, “I see you like that, huh? I’ve had some practice, the boys lucky enough for me to do this to them say I’m the best, wouldn’t you agree?” And she squeezed her legs a little harder letting out a moan from her almost obedient foe. “I’ll take that as a yes”, she said smiling and going back to sucking him off, going a little bit faster now, alternating between her huge supple mounds of flesh and her soft, warm mouth. Just when she felt him about to explode she squeezed her legs hard and leaned up, so the cum landed all over his stomach. “Wow that was a lot of cum, let’s see what else I can do to, basically at this point I’ll treat you like my submissive little slave.” She said as she looked back noticing her juices were on the man’s face. Superman was almost totally spent now. His head felt like it was in a vice and he ached everywhere, not to mention being a little drained from being made to cum all over himself. Supergirl lifted him up and threw him against the wall, where he landed in a sitting position. “Man, it looks like I won this battle, huh, Superman? It’s a long fall for you, and I hope you learn something from this”, she said dominantly. She turned around, grabbed both his arms and bent over, shoving her ass in his face while pulling on his arms to bring him even closer. “I want you to kiss my ass. Literally, kiss my perfectly round ass as a show of who is the better person here. Go ahead, do it.” She said and pushed her round ass cheeks harder on Superman’s face. Superman resisted and tried to push her legs away, then felt a foot crash swiftly into his crotch. He would have slumped over in pain as he yelled if he wasn’t being held up by Supergirl. She turned back around and grabbed his arms, once again forcing his face on the round, young ass. Superman then kissed Supergirl’s round, plump ass. “Mmmm that feels good, but it’s not quite right, here, let me help you.” She said smiling, and began rubbing her ass up and down and around his face. “Now, let’s see what other things can I do to degrade you even more?” She found a piece of rebar on the ground, dragged Superman by his leg over to a steel support and bound his hands behind it so he was captured in a sitting position. Superman would normally break free of the steel bonds that held his hands, but was too weakened by now to break free. Supergirl sat on his shoulders and put her pussy right on the dazed man’s face and began to rub it on his mouth and nose, quickly getting wet, squeezing her thighs every once in a while to add a little pain to the adversary she was disgracing at this point. She felt herself coming closer to climax and quickly rubbed her clit to get as much of her juices on the man’s face as possible. She came hard and her juices ran all over the man’s face and down his neck. She climbed off, what was now, her sexual toy. “Hey wake up. I want you to lick and suck all this sweat you caused off my tits.” and she slapped her tits against his face hard. Making him come around again. She reached behind and grabbed his balls and squeezed, he yelled in pain and Superman began to suck her lick and suck her tits as he was told, almost completely obedient at this point. She began to jerk him off again and he came quicker than the last time, most of his cum ending up on Supergirl’s hand. “There’s not much more I can do to you Supes. I mean I clearly not only won and dominated you. I hope you liked being humiliated, especially by someone half your size. ” She laughed some more. “I surrender”, mumbled Sm. “I warned you not to do that”, Supergirl said looking back straight into this eyes. She took off her short skirt and ripped the rest of her clothes off to reveal everything underneath. Supergirl stood over Superman, completely naked, her waste and pussy inches from his face. “You know, that’s your problem you pretentious ass, you always under estimate your opponent and what they’re capable of.” And she knelt down and stroked him once more to get him hard again, and slowly inserted his dick in her wet, waiting pussy. She moved her hips up and down and began moaning louder and louder. She then squeezed her pussy muscles hard around the almost spent member causing Superman to groan in pain. “You see, even my pussy is stronger than your pathetic dick, now I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to want to beg me to stop, but I don’t want to hear a word from you, or else..” and before she finished she squeezed hard on the cock inside her. Superman again groaned in pain, “Good, I’m glad you understand, and stay with me now, don’t pass out just yet”, she said as she slapped him in the face a couple of times smiling. She then started to bounce up and down on Superman with almost blinding speed, she looked like a blur in front of Superman who was in an equal amount of pleasure and pain. His balls were being slapped so hard against his victor’s rock hard ass it sounded like a large whip cracking and the slapping noise was almost indistinguishable from each hit as her tits would periodically slap him the face. They were so firm it felt like he was being punched in the face and his head would get thrown back hitting the steel support he was bound to. Supergirl suddenly slowed down after what felt like an eternity to Superman, and came hard, Superman then following suit. His dick felt like it was rubbed raw and was bright red, his balls were in tremendous pain, and he was spent in every way. “Well that does it for me Supes. Let’s see I beat you physically with every part of my body showing that each one is better than you, obviously you’re not man enough for me sexually, I made you kiss my ass, and suck my tits, and cum all over yourself, three times, and I’m even the one who I think taught you a couple of lessons. I enjoyed kicking your ass today, I hope you won’t soon forget it. And don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone just as long as you remember you owe me one thing of whatever I ask. When you come around, whenever that is,” she chuckled, “come find me.” She put her panties and skirt back on and looked back at her beaten foe. “See you tomorrow, loser”, and she quickly spun kicked him, knocking him out cold. She flew up and out of the factory, completely topless not caring who saw towards her waiting home. It’s going to be a good life from now on, she thought, leaving a broken, bound, and unconscious Superman on the floor below her.