The following story contains characters owned by DC
Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make
any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun,
with no profit to be made by the author.
Prologue:
Not long after Thorn, with help from Superman and other friends, took the 100
out of business, the brains of the criminal organization formed it once again.
This time, there was going to be a bigger emphasis put on technology and
science, and all this could do to bring more power and wealth into their hands.
To show just how much better the new organization would be, it would now be
called the 1000. Its Director was none other than a US Senator, who used his
national position to maximize his criminal position.
In an effort to get Thorn before she could get them, the 1000 had their
laboratories put together an android in the shape of a world class model, but
with the head of a skeleton. The android itself was built with more than normal
human strength, but the prime factor involved in its strengths and powers was a
special suit constructed for it. This looked like standard lycra spandex in
medium blue with dark blue diagonal bands, but in reality was one big web of
electronics, with a memory and identity program to give the android its sense of
self. It also held the great mental powers which the android would wield,
bordering on being psycho-kinetic. Its primary use as a weapon, though, was in
projecting a stunning mental bolt.
It was planned that this android, named Mindancer, would work in conjunction
with a specially recruited criminal named Blackguard. He was a big brute, but
with more than size to his advantage. He was an electronics genius, and nimble
as a ninja. Together, they'd be able to cause enough havoc to bring forth the
seemingly retired Thorn and any other heroes that showed up to face them. To
make sure only Thorn and other 'lesser' heroes came forth, all operations were
planned to take place only when it was known that Superman was away from
Metropolis.
To make sure no one would be able to use or get any information from the
android, it was programmed to keep anyone from ever seeing the skeletal form of
its head. Should anyone ever expose the head, the android would vaporize within
two minutes. The head was covered first by a nearly waist length, luxuriously
full and quite real looking red wig, then by a medium blue full head covering
mask with see through white eyes. The mask had a large opening at the top and
back for the wig to fall freely. The mask was the only part of the outfit that
was separated from it; the medium blue gloves were extensions of the sleeves,
and the boots extensions of the legs. In keeping with the android's model-like
shape, these boots were arched very high with heels that would have been
difficult for a normal human female, but for the android, with its feet molded
to that arch and its motion controls and balance programmed precisely for them,
they were standard equipment.
* * * * *
Metropolis
Booster Gold was a young, blonde haired guy who came to the late Twentieth
Century from the Thirtieth Century. He seemed to have special powers which he
used to fight crime, but in reality, these powers were all derived from
enhancing devices stolen from the Legion of Super Heroes, including one of their
flight rings. He also had a small flying robot called Skeets that seemed to be
more intelligent than Booster, and had electrical type powers of its own; this
too was ex-LSH.
Booster got word that a pair of crooks who seemed to have super powers were
breaking into a geological research laboratory. It started to make sense when he
was told that a primary tool on hand there was a high powered solar drill,
actually a chemical laser. In the wrong hands, it could be used to cut or drill
through anything, leaving nothing man made secure. Booster wondered why they
hadn't gone after Superman to have him take out the marauders, then remembered
that he was off planet on some mission with the JLA. That left him to go after
the crooks. After a quick change of clothes in the trailer he was using for the
commercial they'd hired him for as the star, he was on the way, leaving behind a
crew miffed that their schedule was shot, but at least realizing their star was
an acknowledged action hero.
One member of that crew was a young blonde woman named Rose Forrest. She was in
charge of artistic layout and design, and when she saw Booster fly off, asked
what was up. As soon as she heard what was going on at the lab, a memory was
sparked deep in her mind. A second personality, of which Rose was ignorant, had
noted a series of messages amongst members of the 1000 referring to the use of a
high powered laser. This second personality, which normally took over Rose's
body after dark, shut down the meek young woman that had been working. Her weak
sister Rose would be set aside until this latest threat from the 1000 had been
neutralized. She grabbed her larger than normal purse and headed for her van.
The false bottom of the purse opened up to reveal a dark green costume, that of
the heroine so dreaded by the 1000, Thorn. For it was no longer Rose Forrest in
the back of the van, but Thorn. She shed the red business suit quickly, followed
by every bit of underwear. The minimal leotard which formed the top of her
costume barely covered her shaved crotch; Rose had no idea why she'd picked up
the habit of almost erotically shaving this part of her body, it was her
stronger, inner sister who had her doing so. After all, none of weak sister
Rose's medium length blonde hair would be seen on her head, so none of it could
be spotted in her crotch, either. Her bounteous breasts, which Rose's tight
fitting bras always held close and repressed, filled the top of the leotard to
form a pair of dark green globes, nipples automatically excited and poking out
further.
She slung the weapons belt around her waist, zipped on the right hand boot all
the way to the top of her thigh, but folded over the left hand boot at her knee,
which was wrapped in a white strap. Rose was wondering about the limp she had
developed, but Thorn was well aware of the nearly leg breaking bash in the knee
she'd gotten a week earlier while scraping with some 1000 goons. It was almost
back to 100%, but the wrapping would stay until she felt perfect. Next on were
her shoulder length gloves, which nearly reached the shoulders of the leotard.
Finally, Thorn made herself complete by pulling the auburn wig on over Rose's
blonde hair; she brushed it out, so that it fell to her mid back.
A quick all around scan through the heavily tinted windows showed no one looking
in her direction, so she popped open the back door. Considering the wrap on her
leg, and the heels of her boots, it seemed a bit strange to see Thorn take off
at a pretty quick run to follow Booster. Close observation would show that she
was favoring her left leg a bit, but the important thing was the apparent ease
with which she was running in heels. Thorn kept her body very well trained and
agile, something Rose seemed to take for granted. Rose herself never even seemed
to wonder why she walked with such grace in her designer high heeled shoes.
For Thorn, it was a way of life. The costume she'd found in the abandoned
costume shop basement on the day she was born following the murder of Rose's
father had these boots as a part of the outfit; little did Thorn know that the
outfit had been intended for original use by an exotic dancer who happened to
have another night time job. Luckily for Thorn, the outfit had never been worn
anywhere other than the stage; the dancer/small time villainess had been taken
in along with everyone else concerned with the costume shop and the club next
door. Thorn had liberated the costume, along with all the thorn weapons
originally intended for criminal use, and ironically, now used them to fight
criminals.
By the time Thorn got to the lab, Booster Gold was already fully occupied trying
to handle both the big bruiser called Blackguard and the lithe and fluidly
moving young woman called Mindancer. Skeets seemed to be the only thing allowing
him to keep them at bay. Thorn broke into the scene, and while both of the
criminals seemed to suddenly take an interest in her, Booster and Skeets managed
to keep Blackguard in their arena of activity. Thorn went one on one with
Mindancer, marveling at the apparent strength of the woman. For whatever reason,
the android was holding off using its mind bolt or any other of its mental
powers. It was almost as if it was trying to prove it could take on Thorn merely
physically.
Booster and Skeets were keeping Blackguard well contained, and seemed to be
close to taking him out. Thorn and Mindancer were tussling more evenly, Thorn
using her full powered right leg to kick at her opponent regularly. They slowly
but surely edged away from the area in which Booster was fighting Blackguard,
but the last time she had the opportunity to check, Thorn saw that he was doing
okay for the moment. Eventually, our heroine managed to kick Mindancer hard in
the belly, knocking her back into a bank of equipment. While it appeared that
she was knocked out or at least jarred, in actuality the android had taken an
electrical spike upon contact, which had the mechanical equivalent of knocking
out a person.
As she approached the fallen Mindancer, Thorn reached for the head covering mask
with her right hand, while her left grabbed a shank of the villainess' red hair
to get some leverage. "Now that I've finally got you where I can reach you,
let's see what you look like under that mask."
"No! Don't!" Mindancer screamed, but Thorn was already yanking the mask up and
over her head. The heavy spandex material hung up for a moment as the narrow
neck reached her chin, but then sprang free. To her surprise, Thorn also found
her left hand pulling away from the back of Mindancer's head with a long and
full red wig in her hand.
Thorn was shocked when she saw what the mask had been covering. "Oh, my God!"
"Yes, you've finally seen me for what I am, Thorn," said what looked like no
more than a skeleton head. "Now that I've been exposed, my time is finished! But
I'm taking you with me!" With a burst of energy, Mindancer joined her hands
together and hit Thorn under the chin with an uppercut strengthened by a last
ditch mental bolt. Thorn reeled over backwards, and Mindancer turned to flee.
Still in shock, Thorn watched as Mindancer ran toward a room further down the
hallway. Momentarily torn between going after her and going back to see how
Booster was doing, Thorn hesitated. She looked back toward the central part of
the complex where whe'd left the hero battling Blackguard, but figured if
Booster had needed her she'd have heard about it. So with the mask still
clenched in her right hand and the lustrous red wig still in her left hand, she
went down the hall to follow Mindancer.
Mindancer hadn't been kidding when she'd said her time was finished. As soon as
she'd entered the room, her enhanced skeletal form vaporized into thin air. When
she'd been given form and then put into the special powers bestowing costume by
the 1000's special projects scientists, the Director had warned Mindancer that
exposure by anyone other than herself would mean her end, since compromise could
not be tolerated. The costume, with nothing left to give it form, collapsed into
a medium and dark blue heap on the floor.
Thorn pushed open the door she'd seen Mindancer going through, and warily
hesitated upon seeing the pitch black of the unlit room. There wasn't a sound to
be heard, so she moved the mask to her left hand to join with the wig and then
reached to a spot on the wall near the door where a light switch would most
likely be. Her fingers felt a rocker switch, so she braced for action and pushed
the top of the switch. As the lights came on, she did a quick scan of the room's
perimeter. There was no sign of any other doors, so she figured Mindancer would
be hiding somewhere among the tables, cabinets and test stand.
She hadn't gone but a few steps when Thorn spotted the medium and dark blue pile
of fabric on the floor. She recognized it as Mindancer's costume as soon as she
saw the heels at the bottom of what had to be the outfit's legs. 'How the hell
did she have time to get out of her costume?' Thorn wondered, then crouched to
look under all the tables and chairs. With no sign of her prey, she set the mask
and wig on a table top and edged her way to the test stand. No sign of a
presumably nude, or more likely skeletal Mindancer was evident. 'Oh well, I
don't know how she got out of here, but it's pretty obvious Mindancer's no
longer in this room,' she mused. 'I'd better get back to Booster and see how
he's doing.'
Then, as she turned to go back out, Thorn noted the costume on the floor again,
and had an inspiration. 'If I go back there dressed in Mindancer's costume,
Blackguard would have no idea it's not really his partner coming to his side.
I'll be able to take him down so fast Booster won't have any worries!'
Thorn spotted a full length mirror on the inside of the door through which she'd
entered, so she picked up the costume and one of the chairs and moved close to
the door. She sat down to pull off the right boot which was almost all the way
up to her crotch, then unfolded the top of the left boot at her knee and pulled
it off. She couldn't take a chance on her knee brace showing under the
presumably skintight costume, so even though it hurt just a bit, she unwrapped
the tape from around her knee and set it aside. Next off were her shoulder
length gloves, followed by the thorn weapons belt around her waist and hips.
Finally, she stood and reached behind herself to unzip the leotard, which was
then pulled down and off.
As she reached for the Mindancer costume, Thorn noticed it seemed to be a bit
heavier than it should, but let that pass and then thought of something she
wished she'd considered before undressing. 'Since this costume's legs have the
shoes or boots more or less built in, I wonder if they're going to fit? Only one
way to find out, I guess. Damn, not only did she somehow have time to get out of
this costume, but she even zipped up the back. How, and why?'
It wasn't until she unzipped it and then sat down to slip her right leg into the
costume that Thorn noticed just how high the heels were that Mindancer had on
her costume. 'Geez, I guess these are part of the reason she always seemed to be
moving in a sort of dancing motion. Oh well, let's see...' She pulled the
costume's leg further up her own, then pointed her toes to slide them into the
highly arched boot. Her foot snuggled into the molding as if it had been made
for her, to her surprise. She smoothed that leg out up to her knee, then
proceeded to repeat the process for her left leg.
Then she came to her feet in the heels that had made such a big impression, and
didn't even think about them as she stood tall and steady to pull the costume's
legs up to her waist. She reached down and slipped her left arm into the sleeve,
which started to pull the body of the costume up over her chest, and found
another surprise in the gloves which were actually the ends of the sleeves. She
used her still bare right hand to stretch the left glove's fingers over her own,
then smoothed out the sleeve over her arm. She then poked her right hand into
the other sleeve, which in the process pulled the top completely into position
over her chest.
She was so busy getting her fingers set and smoothing out the sleeve that it
wasn't until Thorn saw her reflection in the mirror as she reached for the
zipper in back that she noted how the spandex or whatever of the costume molded
itself around her globes of flesh. Once she had the zipper up to her neck, she
put her arms to her side and took stock of what she saw. 'Wow! This thing almost
looks like something that was spray painted onto my body. Okay, now for the
crowning touch.'
Thorn was about to pull the red wig down over the long auburn wig covering her
head when she decided it would be a lot easier to put it on over Rose's short
blonde hair. Thorn, being a distinct and separate personality from Rose (and a
few other personalities, of which neither was aware) had no problem referring to
her 'weak sister' as a completely different woman. What she wasn't prepared for
was what was about to happen when she pulled off her wig. She closed her eyes as
she was facing the mirror while pulling her wig up and back from the front. When
she opened them again, it was a vision of a cute blonde in a tight fitting
medium and dark blue costume that she saw.
"Who am I?" the blonde said in a confused voice. Then she closed her eyes again
and tried to think if she'd ever seen herself like this before. After a thorough
mind search, Thorn's memories of Mindancer came into view, boosted a bit by the
input from the suit. A wicked sneer formed on the cute blonde's lips. "I know
who I am!" She carefully placed her glorious red wig over the blonde hair, then
picked up the blue spandex head with the see through white spots where her eyes
would go and pulled it down over her face. In place, it completed the costume,
which then transferred all its powers and past memories to it's wearer. Once she
had her mask down and smoothed out, with the neck tucked down into the top of
the body suit, she knew she was complete in her newest, and sinfully evil
personality. "I am Mindancer!"
As soon as she'd uttered this, Mindancer felt her mind become infused with all
the telekinesis, psychic bolt and other powers with which the costume had been
empowered. Interestingly, she had much more capacity for using the suit's mental
powers than the android had; the suit interfaced with her mind much more fully
than it had with the computer before. She could actually feel her mind humming
with its newfound power. There was nothing she couldn't do, she felt. These
mental powers were in addition to all the physical fighting powers her body
already had, making her a quantum improvement over the original Mindancer. In
effect, she was now a most wicked witch.
"Hmm, let's see, the Director wanted to get his hands on Thorn. One little blast
of eldritch energy..." she held out her right hand and zapped the piled up Thorn
costume, "and the very next person to touch this costume will become the new
Thorn. She'll be easy pickings, and a nice present for the Director."
The new and improved, or is that new and worsened villainess then hid behind on
of the cabinets; she knew her wait would be short.
After he'd finally managed to knock out Blackguard and secure the laser before
it fried them both, along with all the computer banks and instrument consoles,
Booster Gold looked around. There was no sign of Thorn, or Mindancer either, for
that matter. There were no sounds of battle between the two that he could hear,
so after tying up and gagging Blackguard and sending Skeets out to bring back
the authorities, he went down the nearest hallway to look for either. After
checking sixteen offices, he took off and flew over to the next hallway. The
first three doors opened to more empty offices. The next revealed a small lab,
and a quick scan revealed a small pile of dark green clothes on a table top; the
same shade of green as Thorn's costume.
Booster crept through the doorway slowly, every sense on the alert for trouble.
If Thorn's costume was here, what could have happened to her? Mindancer could
very well be close by. Again, there were no apparent sounds in the room, and
there was no sign of activity, either. He didn't see either a nude Thorn (drat!)
or Mindancer, so he walked over to the table holding the green pile. As he got
closer, it became obvious that it was Thorn's costume. The thorn weapons belt
and her thigh high boots were readily apparent, along with the gloves. They all
turned out to be the majority of the green pile, for as he came up to it,
Booster saw how little there was to the leotard top. He briefly pictured what he
remembered Thorn looking like in that little number, and smiled while feeling a
distinct hardening in his crotch. He also finally saw what looked like a long,
auburn wig; Thorn must have worn it over her own hair as a disguise, but it had
always looked real to him.
Mindancer was watching, and suddenly thought of one thing she'd missed before in
putting the spell on the costume. She projected a mental command toward the blue
and gold clad hero.
Before he even reached out to grab some of the pile, Booster felt a sudden
compulsion to take off his own costume. What was it with this room and the piles
of costumes, he wondered. Nothing he thought or tried was able to stop himself,
the first item coming off being the Legion flight ring. In no time, there was a
pile of blue and gold next to the pile of green, and Booster stood there for a
moment, a well built, short blonde haired man looking almost like a mannequin.
More and more, the young man tried to figure out what was happening. Then
finally, he started to move, but it was a motion over which he had no control.
His right hand reached for the green pile, and as soon as it touched the leotard
of the costume, he felt an unnerving jolt course through his entire body.
The jolt was nothing compared to what he felt next. In rapid sequence, he felt
himself shrink down at least a foot, followed by his waist compressing and his
hips and ass billowing out. The hair on his arms, legs, back and chest seemed to
just disappear, while on his chest appeared two expanding masses of flesh. He
could see and feel his limbs becoming softer, rounder and much more curved, and
his feet and hands becoming smaller and daintier. His short blonde hair seemed
to be lengthening greatly, showing up on his sides in his peripheral vision. The
sensation of his manhood, which had been stiff from thoughts of what Thorn
looked like, seeming to shrink away and then suck up into the new slit forming
in his crotch seemed to complete the process, mere seconds after it had started.
"My God, I've become a woman!" she blurted out, then noticing not only her new
feminine voice, but a distinct similarity to a voice she knew.
Just then, she saw Mindancer step out from behind a cabinet. "Yes, my dear, a
woman." The villainess had thought to alter her own voice while stepping out,
and now sounded nothing like Rose or Thorn, but more like a cruel and inhuman
mistress. "But not just any woman, you are now Rose Forrest," she told the
person who was now a mental blank slate being rewritten so fast that by the time
her name had been mentioned, she knew nothing of the person who had worn the
pile of blue and gold before her. "Rose is only part of you, though. Go to
sleep, Rose!"
The cute blonde's face went blank all of a sudden. A quick mental spur from
Mindancer brought expression back, but looking harder and more defined. "You
might as well forget about escaping from me, Thorn. I don't know what made you
think taking off your costume could hide you from me. Go ahead and get dressed;
we have an appointment with the Director. To reduce any temptation, give me your
weapons belt."
Thorn scowled, and feeling the mental pressure Mindancer was putting on her,
figured she didn't have much choice. She picked up the belt and passed it to her
tormentor. Then, before anything else, she wanted to get away from looking
anything like her weak sister. She grabbed her auburn wig and pulled it on over
her short, wimpy blonde hair. She pulled on her leotard next and zipped it up,
then zipped both boots on all the way to the tops of her thighs. Finally, she
pulled on her gloves, and Thorn felt herself whole again, for the first time.
In light of what Mindancer had told her, Thorn shouldn't have been surprised to
feel her arms being drawn together behind her back, then being tied together
with her own weapons belt. So near, yet so far and inaccessible. She watched as
Mindancer collected the strange pile of blue and gold clothes, sorting out
various devices and weapons. All were placed inside one of the plastic liners
from a garbage can, except for the flight ring. This went onto the left ring
finger of Mindancer. They then both walked as far as the end of the hallway,
where the villainess picked her up with one arm and flew to the nearest door
leading outside. This short practice flight gave Mindancer all she needed to
know to add her own powers to the flight ring. With the bag in one hand and
Thorn in her other, she zipped to where she could feel Blackguard's thoughts
originating. She didn't even need a hand to first remove his gag, then untie
him.
"How did you do that, Mindancer?" Blackguard asked, nearly stunned.
"I'm a lot better than I used to be. You're on your own, as far as getting out
of here. Forget the laser; I've got a better prize for the Director. Presuming
you get out of here and past the cops that are sure to be coming, I'll see you a
bit later."
"But-"
"No buts, damn it! Get the hell out of here, NOW!"
Mindancer turned her back on her supposed ally, and they were gone and already
up to seven thousand feet, shooting along at nearly Mach one, when the police
arrived, escorted by Skeets.
The authorities found the laser and all other systems to be in perfect
condition. Skeets in particular, and the police in general, were surprised to
see no sign of Booster Gold or Thorn. They'd expected to find Blackguard all
tied up, from what the little robot had told them, but there was no sign of him,
either. Skeets could find no sign of his companion using his sensors, which had
VERY long range. It was as if Booster had disappeared from the face of the
Earth. Poor little Skeets, that's exactly what had happened. His companion no
longer existed.
Skeets went back alone to the site at which the ad was being filmed, to pass on
the bad news. No one at the site had seen Rose Forrest for a while, either, but
since her van was still in the lot, nobody paid much attention to her. The van
was going to leave the lot during the early hours of the morning, with no one
the wiser.
* * * * *
When Rose Forrest went back to that parking lot later that night, it was a far
different Rose from the one who'd parked it there the morning before. Actually,
though, it was a VERY SIMILAR Rose who drove her van back home. It was the
second person who thought of Rose as her weak sister that was now VERY
DIFFERENT. While the Director had wanted nothing more than to watch as Thorn was
killed before his very eyes, something far better had been suggested to him by
Mindancer, who seemed to be so much surer and in control than when she'd
departed. Instead of killing Thorn, the 1000 got a new ally. Mindancer worked
with the Director in forming an entirely new identity for Thorn. Now, whenever
Thorn put on her costume, it would be used precisely for its original intention.
Thorn was now one of, if not the most wily criminals in Metropolis.
That's only the first half of the original costume's uses, though. The 1000 told
her the costume was strictly for criminal activity, so Thorn put together a
completely different outfit with a waist length black wig to wear on the nights
when she fulfilled her role as an exotic dancer. She looked quite fetching in
what looked like a fetishist's dream black latex dominatrix outfit that rapidly
came down to just a G-string, then nothing. Other than her thigh high black
boots with heels too high to be real, of course. The crowds just loved seeing
her strut in those!
It wasn't long before Rose was wondering how in the hell her bras didn't fit
anymore. She had to go to some shops she'd never have thought to enter to get
some big enough for the monsters she now sported. She had to buy a lot of new
clothes, too, since none of her suits would fit around them.
Thorn started to fill out her costume so much more up top in front; the implants
she'd gotten to spice up her dancing made her look like a hot babe now, and she
loved it.
Oh, and that outfit that Thorn starts her dances with? Surely you don't think it
doesn't get any better use than that. Rose has NO idea, and Thorn has some ideas
since there are some nights when she doesn't get a check from the club. The
third personality that Mindancer put into Rose's head, to sort of match her
original, puts that outfit to VERY good use at the S&M club down the street from
the dance club. Mistress Crimson loves all her black latex, and particularly
enjoys getting clients who either are crossdressers or give the impression they
wish to be wimps.
The end
(Unless I get an idea of how to have yet ANOTHER Thorn come forward to bring
the now evil one to justice. I've got an old short story I did a few years ago
in which the original Thorn went to Lois Lane's condo one night, and when she
left, there were now TWO Thorns, one for daytime missions (Lois) and one for
nocturnal missions (Rose...well, Thorn, actually...