"How did you g-get so b-BIG?", she blurted stupidly. So used was Wonder Woman to towering over her opponents, now as she turned to properly face the Warden for the first time, instead of looking down at him to assert her authority, she found herself looking up - and up. Even now it never even entered her head that the significant changes in their dynamics were on her part (although his enhancements would have left her overpowered even without her current travails); but whatever she knew that on top of everything else she must not give him or the watching world the merest hint that her courage was failing her. With her girdle of power, she could yet subdue any foe."Hera, give me strength", she prayed, concentrating all her efforts on holding her ludicrously top-heavy frame upright. The extra strain of cocking back her fist was simply too much for her; she noisily shat herself. "Looks like your patron goddess has different ideas, Princess!", smirked the Interviewer as the Warden simply sniggered at her.Tears now poured down Wonder Woman's face. Even now she could not even countenance the unlikelihood of defeat, but the humiliation she was enduring before the world's cameras would make even victory a hollow one. "Y-you won't be laughing in a minute", she sobbed, "T-taste the fury of Amazon justice." The Warden easily sidestepped her desperately ill-coordinated lunge. And the next one. And the third, fourth and fifth. Meanwhile, the appalled Wonder Woman grew ever more shocked at the inadequacy of her attacks. So uncertain was her footing she couldn't dare even countenance trying a kick."C-come back here", she could only plead pathetically, the crazy bouncing of her inflated bosom repeatedly pummelling her in chest and bosom. The Warden indeed advanced, grabbing her nipples between finger and thumb and twisting painfully. Feeling her sex noisily betray her again at this shabby treatment, she grabbed his wrists trying to knock them away.She may as well tried to move granite, she was completely overpowered. With him now at least in striking distance, she pummelled his chest with all the force she could muster from the depths of her soul. Her helpless mouth gaped in shock as she realised the depth of her predicament. "B-but I'm Wonder Woman" she sobbed..."Hardly 'Wonderful' my dear" he leered, lifting her petite form off the floor by the vice-like grip on her nipples. An array of fluids now poured out of her unhindered, and all the mighty maiden could do was wail in defeat and utter subjugation. "Was that the best you could do?""J-just wait!" she whimpered, convincing no-one including herself. "I-I'll get a second wind in a minute, and then...""I doubt it, but I bet you'll miss this..." He released one nipple, left her dangling pathetically for a moment from just one pendulous orb, and deftly unclipped he golden girdle, letting her lariat fall to the floor."M-my girdle" wailed the stricken Wonder Woman. Even in her current state she felt further strength leave her enfeebled frame. No longer could she even lift her arms to uselessly play 'pattacake' against his muscled chest. "G-give it to me"."Better idea I think", he grinned, bouncing her up and down like an agonised yo-yo. He tossed the belt to the interviewer; "why don't you 'give it to her'?"He grinned evilly, pulled his arm back, and whipped her vulnerable behind.Wonder Woman's scream echoed around the Halls of Justice. Dangling helplessly from her huge boobs, she was being spanked by her own girdle of power - and there was not a thing that she could do about it. The once-proud and virtuous heroine collapsed in utter defeat, sobbing and pleading for a mercy that she knew would not come.
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