“Master Bruce!” a stuffy-looking older man in an expensive,well-kept suit proclaimed as he opened the double oak doors. A look of shock crossed his face as he spotted Harley and Ivy, with Bruce in the back. “I-?”
Seizing the initiative, Harley decided to test out her mind-virus right then, and kissed the Butler full on in the lips. Back in the car, she had decided that a kiss was the best way to transfer the virus. There was little chance of an ‘accidental’ transferal that way. And it was romantic!
After she pulled away, she admired her handiwork. The Butler’s eyes glazed over as his expression went blank. The corner of his eyebrow twitched slightly, and Harley smiled. A small part of her told her that Alfred was completely under her spell now. Though he would not act as a carrier for the virus. That right was still reserved for only a select few.
“Mistress Harley,” Alfred said politely, as he bowed down low. “I am at your service.”
“Ohh!” Harley squealed with delight. Something about the man’s tone pushed her buttons delightfully. He wasn’t some sex-drone like Ivy and Bruce. No, he was something even lower than that, less than a slave. And she loved it!
***
Meanwhile, far away, Courtney was testing out her new power in the middle of the street. She did this by tossing cars as high and far as she could, wearing only her ‘Stargirl’ outfit, which had been pushed to the limit by her recent growth spurt.
She was now a seven-foot tall amazon with tight musculature that defined and accentuated her feminine beauty. She had no need for her staff or belt anymore, as the curious gem hanging around her neck provided her withall the power she needed.
“Slam-dunk!” she yelled as she threw a minivan several miles into the air, only for it to land in a faraway pond. Of course, most of the people in the area had evacuated the moment she went on her spree, save for a few disgusting older men who ogled her from behind the bushes.
She was both complimented and disgusted by them at the same time. So she decided that she would instead put them in their proper place.
Courtney picked up one man in either hand and tossed them out into the street, careful not to break any bones, but still demonstrate her raw power.
“You old prevs think it’s cool to spy on me?” she bellowedas she tossed the other two men out onto the street, and quickly flew over to where they lay, massaging their sides. “Fat guys like yourselves must get a kick outta this!” she continued as she placed her foot on the ring-leader’s head, pinning him to the ground with the slightest touch.
“Please!” he cried, “we didn’t-!”
“Did I give you permission to speak?” Courtney berated, as she pressed his face into the road, absolutely loving the amount of power she had over them all right then. “You worthless piece of trash! I’m the one in charge here! I can do whatever I want to you!” Internally, she was the happiest person on the planet. She revelled in her power over these men. It made her crotch churn with delight. Her desire to fuck someone grew exponentially. But not nearly enough to even consider giving one of the perverts a shot.
No, someone else arrived on the scene who would fit the bill perfectly. And that person was……