by DrChloroform
Super Girl was flying her regular patrol route when she heard a cry for help. She flew toward the sound and found a man standing alone in the middle of nowhere. The Superheroine landed in front of him, and a smile came to his face.
"Are you lost?" Super Girl asked, spotting a van underneath a tree a few yards away.
"Actually, yes," The Man said, "I ran off the road and have been going in circles every since. Which way is the city?"
"It's that way," Super Girl said with a smile, "I can . . . MMFFF?!"
Super Girl's words were interrupted by a think white folded handkerchief clamped over her nose and mouth as she was grabbed from behind. Her eyes went wide as she realized the chloroform that soaked the cloth was effecting her. Her head pounded as she eyes fluttered and closed, and then she fell into a greenish pit of unconsciousness.
Super Girl awoke to find herself in the back of the van, being driven to an unknown fate. Her costumed clad body was strapped down. She tried to free herself, but her muscles were weak and useless. A gag prevented her from calling for help, and she was about to fall in despair when the vehicle stopped, and the driver came to explain her helplessness.
"I irradiated the chloroform with kryptonite," The Man said with a smile, "You'll be weak as long as it's in your system. I didn't want to use kryptonite directly on you when I captured you."
"Sweet of you, Buddy," Super Girl throught bitterly as he took out the bottle and soaked the cloth again with it, and she pleaded throught the gag, "Nnhhh! Plees! Utt Chlf aggn!"
"Sorry, My Dear, but the less you know about where you are the better," The Man said as he covered her nose and mouth with the chloroform.
All she could do was lie there, helpless to prevent the cloth from being applied. Super Girl tried to move her head from side to side to get it off, but his hand was too strong, and the sickly sweet fumes invaded her nostrils, sending her falling again into a helpless slumber.
Once again Super Girl awoke feeling the after effects of the kryptonite irradiated chloroform. She found herself lying on a bed. Her boots had been removed, revealing her long shapely legs and pretty feet, but the rest of her costume was intact. Super Girl tried to get up, but a rush of pain and weakness made her collapse back onto the bed. She passed out.
When she came to again she allowed herself to regain some of her strenght before trying to get up again. She looked around her prison, and it seemed like a well furnished bedroom. A closet on the other side of the room caught her attention, and she walked toward it, and upon opening found clothes and costumes. all in her size. On the floor of the closes she saw a pair of high heel pumps with an angle strap. She slipped then on her feet, and found them to fit perfectly.
"Red," Super Girl commented as she looked in a mirror, "They even go with my costume."
The door opened and the Man entered, carrrying a tray. Super Girl started toward him, anger in her lovely eyes, but he showed her the chloroform cloth in a plastic bag. She stopped in mid stride, not wanting to be put under again.
"I brought you something to eat," The Man said, "I hope you slept well."
"Like the dead. Chloroform has that effect on me," Super Girl replied angrily, "Why are you doing this to me?"
"I'm your greatest fan, and I want to keep you safe," The Man replied with sincerity in his voice, "As long as your were and without your powers nothing will happen to you, I promise."
It was at that instant that Super Girl realized she was dealing with a mad man.
I've been waiting for someone like you my whole life," Super Girl said, hoping her acting ability was up to the challenge, "Can we have dinner together? I'll wear one of the outfits from the closet and you can tie my feet so I can't run away or anything."
"What a lovely idea," The Man said, things going just as he hoped they would, "But where your costume, and your boots. You look fantastic in them."
The Man left, and Super Girl collapsed into a chair, hoping he bought her "grateful for the protection/helpless female" act. She began to test her powers, and was actually begining to feel better. The kryptonite radiation was wearing off.
Super Girl decided not to try anything until the last moment. She knew that he if chloroformed her again she'd become just as weak and helpless as before.
He came for her a few hours later. She walked into the dinning room all smiles, even after he insisted in tying her hands behind her back until they reached the table. Super Girl said down and put her feet together so he could tie them. She had regained her strength by that time, and as he bent down she brought up with a forced that sent him flying across to room, and through the roof.
After checking to see he was unconscious in the yard with her x-ray vision, Super Girl had a fine meal, and then turned him over to the authorities.
Before that, however, she used super-hypnosis to make him forget about making kryptonite irradiated chloroform. She did keep the bottle for herself, though.
The End.