The Warden nodded at his chief guard as he brought his prize into her office and deposited her onto his cleared desk before leaving the two of them alone. He had watched all the key moments of her progress so far, and had looked forward for his crucial part of her journey. For him, all her degradation so far had been part of a definite process, and now it was time for it to be completed.
Seeing that she was completely unconscious, he waited until he saw the signs of stirring before he reached over and started caressing her heaving breasts. Gradually her eyes flickered open; "Wh-who are you? Whath are you doin?"
"Why dear, I'm the Warden", he smiled. "I run the prison that you've been sentenced to."
"I'm in prithon? Buth they thaid I wath a Thuperheroine", she said confusedly. "And why are fondling by boobieth?"
"You were a Superheroine, sweetie, but I'm afraid you've been a very naughty girl", he informed her. "As for you breasts, you're not wearing any clothes, and I worried that you might be getting cold - I thought a chest massage might warm you up..."
"Thank you, buth thath quite rude, noth to athk me firtht", she admonished him. "Buth why am I in prithon? And where are my clotheth?"
"We had to take your clothes when you came here, I'm afraid, you had some dangerous weapons and we had to make sure that you wouldn't hurt any of the other inmates", he informed her. "Now we can sort you out a uniform soon; but would you like me to change your diaper first - it looks very full..."
"Thank you for athking!", she smiled nervously. "I really don't know whath wrong with me. Am I in prithon becauth I need looking athter?"
"Sort of", he smiled, unclipping her diaper. "Phoo-whee Wondy, you have been busy! And look at that big dildo - I hope you're proud of yourself." He carefully dropped the bulging diaper into his wastepaper bin, lifted her ass into the air and started wiping away her latest 'indiscretions'.
"Th-thorry", she whimpered. "Thank you thor cleaning me. They thaid I need my dildo tho I could be a Thuperheroine again"
He stood back and smiled. "Actually Wondy, we haven't been entirely honest with you. The dildo won't give you your Superpowers back at all. You do have some special items, but not a magic wand." He paused for a moment, letting it sink in. "The boys just shoved it up there to laugh at the mighty Wonder Woman shitting herself in a diaper while enjoying a squirting orgasm. Again."
"Thath an outhrage!", she exploded, straining to get it out with her numbed fingers, but finding it too embedded. "Ith drithin' me nutth. Pleath take it out!"
"'Fraid not sweet cheeks, you'll have to live with that for a bit. In fact, we've got it's big brother here!" Before dropping her back on the desk, he swatted her across her naked ass, then rammed an even larger phallus straight into her sphincter."
"OOOH!", yelped Wonder Woman. "Whath are you doing!? Take them out!" Desperately she scrabbled at herself, trying to rip out either one, but failing dismally.
"Sorry Wonder Wobblers", he grinned, playfully punching each mighty udder. "Why don't you try and remember what's happening here..."
Suddenly, painful memories flooded back into her mind. "You bathdardth! What hath you been doing to me? You'll pay for thith..." Rage filled her heart and she tried to jump to her feet, managing approximately half an inch.
"Tell you what Wondy, let's give you one of your power items back, see how you get on..." He pulled her golden lariat out of his desk drawer. "I know we told you that we'd thrown this out, but where would be the fun in that?"
He looped it around both of her huge breasts in a figure of eight, before tying it off tight. "You seem to be such a butter fingers these days, so I thought this may help you keep hold of it". He grabbed her and half-lifted her so she was sitting up on the edge of her desk, putting the free end in her hand. "Go on then Wonder Wench, why don't you try and show me who's boss?
Wonder Woman couldn't believe it. How could he be so stupid? Whatever mistreatment that they'd put her through, she was still Wonder Woman. With her lariat of justice, she could command him to release her, fire the guards who had abused her, and start bringing some order to this crazy situation. She pulled back her trust right arm and through it at his smirking face, planning on using her long-established skills to lasso him around the throat.
But it felt unfamiliar in her hand, she again moved feebly and awkwardly, and the mightiest throw she could muster dribbled limply down her cleavage.
"Nice Girly throw, Wondy, is that the best you do?", he gloated. "Tell you what, let's give you a helping hand..." He reached into the drawer by her left
knee and pulled out our her power belt, showed it to to her, reached under her huge orbs and fastened it around her waist.
Wondy's confusion grew - could he really be that stupid? With her girdle of power restored, she could tear him apart - she was truly Wonder Woman again. The feeling emanating from her waist still felt a little unfamiliar, but with the dildos driving her crazy just a few inches south of it, she, had no choice but to overlook it.
"You fool!", she cried. "Now you'll thee whath a Thuperheroine can do...". And she leapt to her feet.
Or rather, she slid awkwardly off the desk, her still chronically-feeble legs collapsed instantly under the immense weight of her huge tits, and she painfully hit the floor. Landing on her side, she tried to lift herself up quickly, but even pushing with all her might onto the floor, she couldn't raise herself an inch. How! Even with her girdle of power, she couldn't get up!
"Whath wrong with me?" she whimpered.
"Oh dear, can't poor old Justice Juggs help herself even with her precious girdle?", he crowed. "Didn't you know that Amazons are incapacitated when they've been milked? Your strength and fighting skills won't come back for hours yet. Such a shame, you're still a helpless little fuckslut..."
Wonder Woman howled in despair, but while she did so he calmly leaned over and grabbed the loose end of her lariat. "Ooh look what you left lying around - silly girl."
"Pu-Puth thath down", she said nervously. "You don't know whath thath can do"
"Oh but I do!", he grinned. "Anyone looped up at the end of a loop of that has to obey who holds the other end - right?"
"You canth commanth me", she said hopefully, trying and failing to release the lariat from her chest. "Amathonth hath thuperior mental skillth to rethitht mere mortalth..."
"Quite sure about that Wonder Tits?", he gleefully interrupted her "Confident that you can marshal those 'superior mental skills' fresh off your umpteenth diaper change, freshly milked and face-fucked, and with two giant dildos pounding your innards into mush? Shall we find out?"
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