Chapter 1

"Steve, please, I told you to stop with this." Wonder Woman said on the tarmac getting ready to go help her best friend Batgirl with catching the Green Goblin. Steve had flipped when he found out she was engaged to an elderly black man. For some reason, he just wouldn't let her go and move one and she felt sorry for him.

"Wonder Woman! This isn't right, he has some sort of spell ... this is some sort of Amazon curse. Why won't you just talk with your mother about this?" Steve was clearly grasping at straws. Wonder Women had enough of this sniveling though. She had never done this for personal gain before but this was interfering with her job. She easily wrapped her lasso around Steve.

"Steve, you will forget about me and move on. You will go back to your job and do what your country needs you to do." Slipping the lasso off, Steve just stood there stunned from the commands and what she just did. Doing that was the last thing she wanted to do but she couldn't very well have him running around trying to break up her marriage with Ben, on some fools quest to 'save' her.

Wonder Woman glanced back at her passenger, as she stopped daydreaming about her confrontation with Steve earlier. The Green Goblin was strapped to the second seat of her invisible jet, the four point harness snug against his chest. The shackles restrained his arms to the ejection seat armrests, and the seat's ankle restraints held his legs in tight. He looked rather dejected with his current situation. As a rather small man, the seat dwarfed him by almost a foot, as the seat was designed for an Amazon woman, and he barely broached Wonder Woman's shoulders. She scanned across the instruments, everything in the green as the autopilot took them on a great circle route across northern Canada en route to Gotham City. She was bored, and her mind wandered back to the green thug's capture.

Batgirl, and Wonder Woman, had prepared a honey trap for the Goblin based on intelligence Batman had wrong out of the Joker. Unfortunately, like all good plans, they never survive contact with the enemy. Diana had stealthily broken into the warehouse they were to bring the Goblin down in. They were where his nefarious devices were being prepared for shipment back to Gotham in. She crept stealthily around the wooden pallets and crates in the dimly lit building. A dull echo of voices spilled through the air from the open door of the manager's side office. Getting closer she recognized Barbara's voice, and that of the Goblin, soon she was able to peer into the office. Diana had a sharp intake of breath as the scene before her unfolded more clearly. Batgirl was bent over the desk; And, her ivory skinned ass clearly on display as the Goblin naked to the world worked his manhood into her. Her shapely legs were bare, and she could see her breasts swing freely. Her bat costume was pulled up to her firm, and perky breasts that were a rather small A cup.

The voices grew more clear as she got closer to the action. "Aaaeee ... Aaauuu ... auuuhhh ... Fuck me ... fuck me harder ... ooohhh ... ooohhh ... aaaiiieee." Barbara orgasmed on the big green cock she was impaled onto. "nooo ... nooo ... not yet! Punch my ... pinch my nipples ... you bastard!" A green hand left her shapely tone thigh to handle her pouty nipples that were swinging to their rhythm. "Fuck me ... ooohhh ... aaaiiieee yes ... that's it ... fuck me ... you green bastard ... fuck me harder..." The Goblin thought this was too good to be true. His big cock lurched in her bat twat, as he lunged deep into her moist folds.

"Ohhhh you are so tight Bat cunt ... you feel so fucking good..." The Green Goblin grunted as he slammed his hips against her slowly moving the desk around the floor with each lurch. Bat girl's clit was constantly being rubbed by his banana curved cock. He was almost there but he was determined to make her come first. She moaned and whimpered again as he felt her start shuddering and he erupted like a fire hose with his seed spraying her ripe young fertile womb. The banana cock worked feverishly to pump the Bat twat full of his gooey cum. Plunging deep into her vagina he tickled her cervix and her stomach spasmed again as she came.

"Oh fuck yes..." Batgirl exclaimed as she collapsed against the desk in exhaustion. Wonder Woman was not a normal voyeur but the contrast between the Green Goblin and Batgirl had her thinking of her fiancé Ben. That line of thought and she was not immune to the sexual energy in the air. The green cock stretched the Batgirl to full capacity nicely. Her cunt lips were clasping at the impaling rod in the afterglow of their mutual orgasm. Finally, Wonder Woman snapped herself out of her stupor and scolding herself, 'Diana, capture the creepy rascal' she told herself. She crept to the door as readied her lasso and she leapt into the door way.

"Fucking SHIT! Man..." Green Goblin exclaimed as just had pulled out of Barbara. The lasso twirled out to wrap around his shoulders easily. Wonder Woman smiled smartly to herself as she walked up to him. She reflexively tightened the lasso about his shoulders, and her eyes gravitated towards his banana like cock. The Green Goblin looked really perturbed by this turn of events. Diana marveled at how it curved that much.

"You are my prisoner, you submit, and will keep yourself restrained at all times." Diana commanded absentmindedly. "Abso-fraking-lutely Wonder Cow ... where the hell do you guys come from? The pervert factory? Hiding behind a box of crates like that trying to scare a guy half to death," the teenager exclaimed. Her eyes were still obsessed over his monster cock and over sized balls. Blinking rapidly Batgirl regained her composure, "Oh Wonder Woman!" Was all she could say in a husky voice.

Straightening the desk, Barbara was oblivious to her walleyed boobies and her Kevlar pants still around her knees exposing to the world the stream of green spunk traveling down her inner thigh. Diana's mind refocused on the Goblin's member it was very impressive and she couldn't help but wonder what it felt like, and was a little jealous of Barbara for a change. 'Stop this wool gathering, Diana' she shook her head as she scolded herself again.

Wonder Woman returned back to the invisible plan with the instruments, and the moving map display. The map showed she was on track over Northern Ontario in Canada, the sparse settlements and roads were far outnumbered by the lakes and waters below. 'Too bad I can't see the Lakes much ... there is a solid layer of fog and clouds covering it' She mused to herself. Suddenly a loud bang rumbled and resonated through the plan, as she instinctively grabbed the controls and the autopilot kicked off. There was smoke filling the cabin and warning lights, with loud alarm bells ringing. "Mayday, mayday, mayday this is JLA-69 making an emergency landing in Northern Ontario. My port engine is on fire; Repeat, my port engine is on fire; please send rescue, over." The radio crackled without a response. The jet was already yawing as the port engine failed providing forward thrust. To keep from spinning, she reduced the throttle on the starboard engine and angled the rudder to compensate for the asymmetrical thrust.

The port engine was shooting out massive flames and the bellowing smoke behind the jet was huge. Wonder Woman toggled her fire suppression system and sighed in relief as the flames died out. The plan was still destined to crash though as the smoke died out soon after the flames. The UHF radio was absent any of the common noise. "Damn" she swore as the Green Goblin continued coughing up his lungs from the smoke inhalation and stress. The cloud cover enveloped the sleek, but crippled jet as it descended on retarded power of one engine. What she didn't know ... and couldn't know ... was that a bird had given its life to start a fire in her port engine, the port engine then perforated her radio tower stack with turbine blades like a hot knife through butter.

Time for the landing was quickly approaching as Wonder Woman concentrated on balancing the jet on course. Ice was rapidly accumulating as a tell tale sign of a opaque white streak appear on the windscreen. The Princess had been trying to advance the throttle on the remaining engine to climb back up out of the cloud cover but the engine was failing to respond. The air turbulence buffeted the jet and the control surface hydraulics became sluggish and unresponsive. The remaining engine roared back to full speed and Diana lost it, The jet flipped onto its back in a high-speed stall. The spin wound up, and the Gs caused the Green Goblin to vomit in his own face. "Hera? Damn it! Hold on Goblin things will get a little rough." She said as she punched the ejection.

The escape pods bounced around in the swirling snow. They were protected from the elements but it was clear they were in the middle of a snow storm. The ground rose quickly as the two pods broke out of the clouds at 100 feet and a sea of pine trees rose out of the fog like spears on a nest of whiteness. "Bloody hell, cheap ass wench can't buy a proper plane." The Green Goblin muttered under his breath as he still had trouble not puking into his oxygen mask. The escape pods were coming down safely but the wind had them going at thirty knots. Trying to steer the chutes failed as a strong gust had her half way up a forty foot pine. The pod swing like a cats toy ball of yarn before being released. The chute riped at apogee and the capsule's energy was redirected horizontal through some more treetops before hitting the ground tumbling.

When the tumbling stopped, and her head cleared, The Princess found herself hanging in her straps looking straight down at the ground thirty feet below. Everything felt ok, and she knew the straps had bruised her, but she'd definitely had worse. The cold wind ripped into the pod as she jettisoned the mangled canopy fall away into the snow below. "Okay now, I can release the harness" She spoke out loud but the Green Goblin couldn't care less. A rivet head jarred loose from her downward momentum of swinging her leg over the rail, and ripped her star spangled shorts. The burred aluminums quickly slit the hum and ripped the crotch right out of her shorts, stopping just short of the other seem. The sound of the tear was all but lost in the shrieking wind, so she was oblivious to it, as she managed her precarious hold on the rail as she sought to gain a hand hold on the branch beside it as the pod swung from side to side. She made it on her third try and was rewarded with biting pine needles in both arms as she swung towards the tree's trunk. Her movement in the branch was rewarded with a big chunk of wet snow from a branch above her head, that dropped right into her cleavage. "By Hera! A little help her might be nice!" She swore as the snow began to fall again. "That wasn't it..." Muttering to herself again, she slowly made her way down the prickly branches, the pine needles stinging her cold reddened skin.

The Green Goblin had managed not to puke in his mask and his pod had landed comfortably upright initially on the air bag as designed. Unable to release himself from the shackles he was a spectator to its slow tip sideways as the billowing canopy pulled it over in the gusting wind. Fear began to set in as the pod started to move across the small clearing. He was lucky the wet packing snow built up like a snowplough in front of the pod eventually stopping it. Just within sight of a small exposed stream right in front of him. He lay on his side watching the ice cold water trickle past. He noticed the padded footprints at the water's edge. Great someone lives nerby those are dog tracks. 'Big dogs' He thought to himself, and then he realized they were wolf tracks, not dogs. "God damn it! Get me out of here ... Hello!?! Get me out of here you crazy bitch!"

Diana made it to the ground the same time her pod did. It crashed to the ground onto a snow-dusted boulder of Canadian Shield. Her quick inspection confirmed the worst, what the pad hadn't spewed out in its tumble through the woods the centuries old granite had completely pulverized. Her survival gear was trashed. She had to find the other pod before she froze to death. Her power belt was fighting a losing battle against the elements given her attire. Climbing onto the boulder she looked around. A blue twinkling light glowed in the far ground, 'That has gotta be the other pods locator light' she thought.

Staying out of the stream had been the highlight of this evening for the Green Goblin but the snow dam that had stopped him had redirected some of its water. The pale blue light of the beacon revealed the gradual advance of clear cold water. Soon it lapped on the windscreen, next it began to drip ... drip ... drip and then pour through the rents in the pods skin. Laying on his side he recoiled in shock as the first ice cold water touched his side and soaked his clothing. It rose along his back, down his leg, and arm." He started screaming to keep from hyperventilating, "God damn it!!! You crazy whore! Get me out of this god damn thing! Get me out! Get me out!" the snow was coming down harder now.

Shaking with cold, Diana ran across the clearing as she could hear the muffled yelling of the Goblin in the distance, but the words themselves were lost in the wind and snow. She splashed through the water towards the pod, and her feet already numb in her soaked calf high boots. With a mighty effort she righted the pod, and open the chute release. The Goblin was screaming incoherently. She yanked open the release for both cuffs and his harness, carrying him over the slush and plopping him down in the snow. Diana then retrieved the survival gear from this pod and slung it over his shoulder. With a lurch the pod slipped cracked behind her as she found they were on a shallow lake, and not a clearing at all. Both were numb and hypothermia was setting in, as they staggered to the edge of the lake toward the shelter of the pines. She had an arm around him, and the survival kit slung over her shoulder. The snow changed directions and eased off of them for now. Ice, had already formed on the metal of her bustier and they both shivered uncontrollably as they stumbled on the rough ice surface. The small dome tent was intuitive and saved them from worse stages of hypothermia, as it only took a few minutes to set and get their supplies in. 'Damn it, where is the flash light' she muttered.