Message-ID: <16546eli$9810160603@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Ann Douglas Subject: {AnnD}"The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl "(FF )[4/7] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <3.0.1.32.19981015055433.007116ac@pop.tiac.net> Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age in your comments. It gives me a better idea who my audience is. The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl Part Four by Ann Douglas “Oh my God!” Jackie exclaimed to the empty room as she spread out a half dozen of the drawings she’d found. The pictures were all of characters from the Ultra Woman comics, but not the type you’d ever find on the newsstands. She picked up the closest sketch, it was one of Mega Girl being held captive by their arch-enemy - the Black Cat. In this case, however, Mega Girl was stripped to the waist and had her face pressed between the legs of an equally semi-naked Black Cat. It was so detailed that you could even see the dark hairs of the Cat’s pussy. It suddenly occurred to Jackie that the picture was also familiar. She’d seen it a year ago when one of the editors had downloaded a half dozen erotic fan drawings off the Internet. He had attached them to a memorandum suggesting that they follow the lead of some of the larger companies and try to sue the artists for copyright infringement. Jackie had tossed the memo into the trash. She looked at the pictures in the same light as fan-fiction. The artists weren’t selling them, they were posting them to share with other fans. If anything, Jackie had said at the time, they should think about trying to hire a few of the amateur artists -- some of the pictures had been quite good. In one case at least, the Editor In Chief now knew why. The next picture showed the same two characters. Only this time, Mega Girl had on her full costume and was down on all fours, her skirt pushed up over her back -- exposing her pussy. Buried deep inside it was a large strap on dildo, worn again by a semi-nude Black Cat. The look on Mega Girl’s face was pure delight. Ultra Woman appeared in the next three images. Twice with her younger sidekick in various stages of undress and then once by herself with her fingers buried deep within her pussy. “Hmm, its a pity we can’t publish these,” Jackie laughed to herself. “Might give some of those self-righteous assholes who complained about the book a few heart attacks.” Totally captivated, Jackie began to go through the rest of the pile. She found two more images she recognized from the Internet. It wasn’t until she looked at about twenty five more of the drawings that Jackie abruptly realized that there was something conspicuously absent from the collection. There were no men in any of them. There was no shortage of male characters in the Ultra Woman series. In fact, at least half of those original Internet pictures that had been sent to her last year had been of Ultra Woman and Mega Girl being fucked or giving blow jobs to those characters. Of course none of those images had the quality of those she now knew had been drawn by Jo. “Is Jo into women?” Jackie asked herself as she looked at another dozen images. “Is that why she broke it off with Bill Thomas?” The surprise Jackie felt when she first found the drawings was nothing compared to that she felt when she unwrapped the last bunch. More detailed than any of the others, these had been both inked and colored. All of the pictures were of Ultra Woman and Mega Girl, either nude or semi-nude and mute testaments to a lesbian relationship between the two. What was different from the previous drawings were the features of the two comic characters. That long ago day when Jackie had first read Jo’s home made version of Ultra Woman, she’s noticed a certain semblance between the depiction of Mega Girl and the real life Joanna Simon. It was a likeness that had increased as Jo lost some of that baby fat and paid more attention to how she looked. It had also come to Jackie’s attention that the version of Ultra Woman that appeared in the first ‘real’ issue differed slightly from that of the ‘homemade’ one. The new Ultra Woman bore a passing resemblance to Jackie herself. At the time, Jackie took it as a sort of thank you for the chance she’d given Jo. Remembering her Uncle once telling her that the original Captain Marvel in the 1940’s had been made to look like the actor Fred McMurray, Jackie took it as a form of flattery. After all, it was only a passing resemblance, one which wasn’t even that apparent to some people who worked there. These pictures, however, gave no doubt. The Ultra Woman and Mega Girl captured in numerous sexual acts were clearly Jacqueline Kirby and Joanna Simon. The depiction’s were as detailed as photographs, Jackie noted, even down to the small scar she had on her left breast from a childhood accident. In fact there was even a picture of Mega Girl (Jo) kissing Ultra Woman - (Jackie) on that scar. Jackie sat there for long minutes, not knowing what exactly to make of her discovery. As much as she wished she’d never found it, she knew she couldn’t simply put it all back and pretend it didn’t exist. She had to do something -- but what? The beeping of her watch alarm broke her train of thought. Knowing her tendency to loose track of time when she was working late, she’d set it to remind her when to leave for the airport. By now the car service she’s called earlier would be waiting downstairs. Quickly she replaced all the material she’d taken out of the bottom drawer in the same order in which she’d removed it. Jackie let out a sigh of relief when the drawer slid shut smoothly and she pushed in the lock. Everything she needed for the weekend trip had been packing hours earlier and was waiting by the outer doors. Jackie just had to grab the case and the garment bag with the costumes and be on her way. As she watched the floors pass by on the elevator display, she again wondered what she should do about her discovery. “I was beginning to worry you weren’t going to make it.” Jo said as Jackie stepped out of the car at the entrance to the shuttle terminal. “I lost track of time.” Jackie apologized as she paid the driver both the fair and a generous tip. He had gotten her to the airport in near record time, making up for her late start. A quick glance at her watch told her she was still an half hour late. “We’d better run for it if we’re going to make that flight,” Jackie said as she picked up her bags. “What gate are we at?” “No need to run, we’ve got plenty of time,” Jo said as she picked up her own bag. “We’re on the 09:30 shuttle.” “You said we were on the 09:00 flight.” Jackie said. “And if I said we were on the 09:30 you’d still be at the office.” Jo smiled. “I know you too well.” “But how well do I know you?” Jackie thought as she followed her friend into the terminal. “Obviously not as well as I thought I did.” Jackie closed her eyes on the short flight to Washington. Jo didn’t seem to mind and it gave her another chance to think about what she perceived as a change in their relationship. That Jo might be a lesbian, or at least bisexual she corrected herself as she added the failed romance with Bill Thomas, didn’t bother her. She had no problem with gay people. While she’d never actually had a relationship with another woman, she’d had a good friend who came out to her a few years back. Susan Wong and she had been friends since they were in the junior year of high school. Along with Debbie Mazowiecki they’d been a female version of the Three Musketeers. When Susan revealed that she was a lesbian, it didn’t shock her as much as the fact that she further confessed that she and Debbie had been imitate a few times over the years. The fact that she hadn’t realized it shocked Jackie, not that they’d been intimate but that she hadn’t realized the special connection between the two. She then understand why Debbie’s decision to move to the west coast after college had hurt Susan so much harder than it had her. Mentally she made a note to give Susan a call when she could. They hadn’t talked in a few months. The last time they’d chatted, Susan had moved in with a new love. It was a pity she couldn’t talk to her now, Jackie mused, her advise might be helpful. ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. So be sure to take those few minutes, it can only result in more and better stories in the future. ********************************************************* The entire Ann Douglas collection,as well as a multitude of other great stories can be found in the alt.sex.stories.moderated archive If you are just looking for a part of one of my stories go to http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year97/dec.html For the main page with full listings go to http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/ -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----