The shocked heroine stupidly froze in place, neglecting to remove her gaping mouth from around the groin of the interviewer, oblivious to his cock growing rapidly thanks to her inadvertent ministrations. She laboriously pondered her situation, her thoroughly addled mind failing to properly assess her situation or suggest any affirmative action.But her chief tormentor was much more proactive..."Wondy! You naughty girl!" barked the Governor "What DO you think you're doing? Leave that poor man alone! And why aren't you wearing your diaper!?"Wonder Woman finally recoiled in shock. She was virtually sucking that man's cock! She had meant to burst into action, assert her authority, and start to write the wrongs already done to herself and her sisters. And instead she'd fallen on her own boobs, broken wind repellantly, and virtually offered a complete stranger oral sex - on live television!The cameras zoomed in perfectly on her confused face, the fresh drool from her gaping jaw looking like she had indeed received a 'donation'. Still on her knees, and wearing little more than a ribbon, a belt, and some bondage items, her outraged denial did not carry the weight she hoped that she might."Diaper!" She squeaked, her once-commanding voice adjusted to that of a squeaking victim. "I am a Superheroine and the Princess of the Amazons! I don't need a... OOH" What timing to interrupt herself! Full to bursting with laxatives and lacking the vaguest semblance, she felt herself noisily splashing the floor. She was peeing herself! Where was her control? She couldn't stop it. Or even slow it? What had happened to her bladder control? And WHAT in Hera's name was bubbling up behind her? The Governor helpfully remarked to the camera; "You see, this is one of the problems with 'Wonder Woman' and the so-called 'Superheroines' - forget cleaning up the city, she can't even clean up her panties!""No!", she wailed desperately - she couldn't have this! Desperately she tried to jump to her feet, somehow achieving it, but her huge and unfettered orbs bounced crazily and sprayed milk around liberally. Now she was lactating! Still trying and failing to figure out what was happening to her, she overbalanced immediately, toppling forward and falling flat on her leaking udders once again, and failing to even attempt to break her fall. The wet splat echoed around the whole of the Hall of justice.What had happened to her Amazon reflexes? Where was her balance? Why was she lactating? Were her boobs bigger? Why didn't they fit in her bodice anymore? Normally she could shrug off all but the most severe physical assaults, but now she could withstand precious little. "My Boobies" she whimpered pathetically, followed by another cacophonous, and deeply worrying fart.The whole crew roared with laughter at the stricken Superheroine. "I'll teach you to laugh at me" she wailed, and again tried to haul herself to her feet. But she couldn't get up! Now flat on her ludicrously bouyant chest, her enfeebled hands could barely reach the floor, and certainly not find the pressure to raise herself. Desperately she strained her stricken body into greater effort, sweat dripping from every pore. With her girdle of justice she should have the strength of 100 men - but she couldn't even find the strength to stand up! She strained anew, but was rewarded with fatal final gurgle and a catastrophic opening of her rectum.She spasmed helplessly as a stinking pile of faeces poured out of a body that was no longer hers to command. "But I'm a Superheroine" she whimpered; "this can't be happening to me!"
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