Wonder Woman: A New Beginning

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Story © Steve Zink adapted from a story by noname

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.


Diana Prince came back to reality after a hard slap in the face. "Wake up, slut!"

Diana opened her eyes, but couldn't make out much. Her vision was out of focus. She could make out the shadow of a woman standing over her. "What...?" replied Diana. She realized her own voice sounded completely different.

The other woman in the room slapped Diana again, even harder this time. She had been slapped so hard that blood came out of her mouth. What was the blur of silver she was seeing as that hand had come crashing toward her? The woman yelled again, "I said, wake up!"

That woman's voice sounds almost like my own, thought Diana.

Diana found herself to be sitting in a chair. It felt like it was made of wood. She tried to get up, but quickly learned that she was bound hand and foot to the chair. She felt a cold draft, and realized her costume had been removed. "Who are you?!" she demanded.

'What's wrong with my voice,' thought Diana, 'I don't feel sick.' Then her vision slowly cleared. A look of complete shock came onto her face. "Great Hera!" she cried out.

Diana noticed that the woman was dressed in a red and gold satin bustier, blue star spangled shorts, red and white boots, and she wore a golden belt around her waist that held a coiled lasso hanging on her hip that looked as if it was spun gold. She also had on silver bracelets and wore a gold tiara on her head, but most shocking of all for Diana was the fact that she looked exactly like her!

Diana's eyes looked down at her own body. A stunned look came to her face as she realized it wasn't hers. "I'll have to remember that line," said Diana's captor, "after all, I am the new Wonder Woman!"

Diana was horrified. The mirror on the wall to her side confirmed what her captor had just told her. She was no longer a statuesque brunette, but a petite blonde with absolutely huge tits. The body she found herself in now was that of a woman with an even more heavily endowed chest than her own! She seemed to be in her mid-twenties, with pale white skin and shoulder length blonde hair. Her blue eyes were heavily made up, along with the rest of her face, making her look like a beautiful but slutty whore. "In the name of Hera," cried Diana, "what have you done to me?!"

"What's the matter, Diana, don't like your new body?" asked the person in Wonder Woman's body.

"You know my name?" Diana asked.

"Yes," answered the new Wonder Woman, "I interrogated you earlier using your own lasso on you. I needed to have all your personal information, like secret identity, where the JLA headquarters was located, and stuff like that."

"What did you do to me?" asked Diana.

"Well, it's like this...you may recall that last night you were the guest of honor at the celebrity roast dinner. After the event was over, you were walking back to your invisible jet. That's when I came up from behind you and chloroformed you. I must admit, you put up quite a fight, but I managed to rip off your power belt, and the chloroform quickly kicked in. Then I simply picked you up and placed you in the back of your jet, and flew it myself back to my house."

The new Wonder Woman grinned wickedly. Her beautiful eyes dropped down, looking at Diana's bound voluptuous body. Diana was trying to free herself, but the attempts were in vain. "For years I have been beset by you," explained the beautiful woman. "The rage you built in me released my true self, so that every time I saw you, my true meek nature was put aside. Oh, how I lusted after having your power, your immortality, having thousands upon thousands of men and women desiring you. I wanted that for me! So I obtained a mind transferring device from Lex Luthor, and brought you to my house to swap bodies with you. But I also spent the last year making a few changes. My breasts, for example. With the augmentation I got, and the heavy makeup I put on my face, I doubt you recognize who you are."

"You'll never get away with this," vowed Diana. "No way will I let you!"

"Oh, trust me, Diana, there's nothing anyone can do," explained the new Wonder Woman. "I've already dismantled the device and tossed the pieces into the trash. And besides, no one will ever even think you're missing. And as for you interfering, I'll take care of that, too, after I have some fun with you!"

The new Wonder Woman reached over and squeezed Diana's massive breasts. She massaged them, making their nipples long and hard.

Diana had never expected that one day she would learn what it felt like to be stimulated to orgasm by another woman. It was something that she had never experienced before, rumors about Paradise Island notwithstanding. "Oh, Hera," panted the incredible looking blonde who was held in bondage.

The new Wonder Woman continued to massage Diana's new tits and their hard nipples with one hand, while her other shot into her new blonde sheathed crotch. Her already hot and moist cunt became even more sensitive as fingertips fondled her expanding clitoris. "I think you like it," cooed the new Wonder Woman. "You're gonna just love having the thrills of a wanton whore's libido, aren't you?"

"Auuugggh..." was all Diana was able to say.

The new Wonder Woman quickly brought Diana to a climax. Diana's body arched against the restraints, convulsing in sexual bliss.

Diana hung her head in shame. The woman smiled, releasing her grip. She smiled wickedly, and licked the cunt juice which tasted oh so familiar to her off her hand.

"You're sick," said Diana.

"Maybe so," said the new Wonder Woman, as she unhooked the magic lasso from her belt and wrapped it around Diana. "Now, to put an end to Diana forever!"

Diana fell into a trance as the effects of the lasso came into play. She was helpless, and had to obey what she was told by the new Wonder Woman. "Diana," started the new Wonder Woman, "when I snap my fingers, you will fall fast asleep. When you awake hours later, you will have no memory that you were ever a superheroine called Wonder Woman. You will have no knowledge that your name was ever Diana Prince. You will know that your name is Priscilla Rich, whose background and alter ego I'm sure you are aware of, with a few new additions. You're a rich, twenty-four-year-old self-centered beauty. With all your wealth, you have no need whatsoever to work; however, since you're such a wanton slut, you will be working quite a bit, in men's clubs as an exotic dancer and in bedrooms as a nympho whore. You are totally without morals, and have just one personality; no longer will you need to see Wonder Woman to take on your true form, for that form is your only being and you will know you are the villainous vixen Cheetah at all times. This mansion is your home, the base for your criminal activities. Also, besides your deep need to prostitute yourself to guys, you really lust after chicks, and can't wait to get them into bed.
Do you understand?"

Tbe tied up blonde answered in a monotone voice, "I understand."

Wonder Woman snapped her fingers, and Priscilla Rich fell fast asleep. She untied her bonds, and then simply carried her into her new bedroom. "God, I'm so strong, my old one hundred and ten pound body feels as light as a feather!"

When the blonde would awake hours later, she would begin her new life as Priscilla Rich, an incredibly wealthy exotic dancer and promiscuous bisexual whore who was also the villainess known as Cheetah.

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Wonder Woman smiled as she left the house, and climbed gracefully into the invisible jet. She sat down and started powering up the jet's engine. The invisible jet soon flew off into the air. "I wonder if Superman truly is the Man of Steel," she said to herself as she piloted the craft off into the sunset of a new day, a new life. "I can't wait to find out!"

The end of the beginning...
 

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