Continued commission for the Wonder Woman series. With Power Girl the queen and Aphrodite binding her to obey kryptonians, Diana finds herself fighting her mother for a pay-per-view event to defend all three championships. She does about as well as the story so far suggests.
The commercial played some genuine porno-grade saxophone as it faded in to Wonder Woman. She wore a tiny bikini and lounged on the beach, rolling slowly to allow the camera to see nearly every inch of her skin that could legally be on TV. She spread her legs and reached down between them, just to pull out a large burger that was hidden between her thighs. The Big Belly Burger wrapper was well in view as she sensually bit into the double-stacked burger, moaning and letting ketchup and mayo dripped over her chest (which the camera was sure to zoom in on). A sprinkling of water splashed over her, soaking her swimsuit to her skin. Diana looked at the camera and smiled, gorgeous even with her stifled outrage. "I am a meaty girl. And big beef gets me so wet," she purred. That had been Super Girl's suggestion, of course.
It faded off to the red and yellow BBB logo. "The newer, meatier Beef Buster. Only at Big Belly."
Wonder Woman paced to try to vent her anger and disgust at the whole situation. She'd barely claimed the belts before Super Girl decided she would have to fight her own mother for them. It was disgraceful. She couldn't even remember the last time her mother had seen battle while she was fighting supervillains at every turn. Diana had figured it wouldn't be a contest... until Supergirl had ordered her to even the odds. "If your mother looks like she's losing, you have to let her hit you," the kryptonian ordered, and as Aphrodite's curse still lingered, she was forced to obey. There had to be a loophole. She had to have a way out of this.
The commercial was done playing on the jumbotron and an amazon/stage crew came back to tell Diana she was on. The footage played over the screen for the last minute warmups for the crowd. They showed footage from when Diana was forced to appear at what they were calling a "weight-in" for the match, promoting it like an MMA fight to get the league's fans even more hyped up for the match. Diana let them weigh and measure her here and there, begrudgingly letting them measure her bust and hips in the process (Hippolyta seemed quite flattered by the results). Supergirl had even suggested that they weight their breasts, since they were clearly something to be admired on both fighters. The idea tickled Hippolyta (and Diana was forced to obey), so they raised the scales up to chest height for them.
Side by side with her mother, Diana was shocked to find that her tits weighed more than Hippolyta's large and soft pair. The crowd had a surprised laugh at that, Diana attempting to explain that muscle weighs more than fat to the amused onlookers.
"Hey, mind if I try that thing out?" Power Girl offered, pointing at the scales. Hippolyta happily stepped back to let her wife step up to the scale, getting some whistles from the crowd of her own fans. She smiled and waved back as she lowered her chest onto it. The funbags landed with with a firm impact that the scale snapped in half.
"Hey, don't worry, sweetie," PG said, patting Diana on the arm. "I think these things are broken anyway."
At last, Diana came out, scowling and focused as they blasted Ass N Titties once more to declare her entrance. She entered the muddy ring, Power Girl already floating just above the surface of the mud in a checkered top and bikini bottoms. "Good luck out there, hun," PG noted under the roar of the crowd. Diana sighed, surprised to find that her newest mother was one of the least offending people to her right now. She had sworn to be neutral, and the blonde was truly pretty honest so far.
Fergie's song M.I.L.F. $ came over the speakers as Hippolyta came out to deafening applause. Diana groaned and rolled her eyes at the choice of theme song, seeing Power Girl shrug beside her. “I thought it was cute,” Karen smiled meekly.
The queen wore a bright gold swimsuit that was cut tight and and revealing on her thick and mature figure. She blew kisses and hugged some fans as she passed by, loving the attention of her people and the spotlight. She was clearly taking this a lot less seriously than Diana was herself. The queen waved to Supergirl at ringside, where she had a heavy-duty hose hooked up for cleaning them between rounds.
"This is going to be so fun. I can't remember the last time we got to wrestle, Diana," Hippolyta called over to her, as if the crowd and the titles on the line weren't even there.
Diana sighed and shook her head. "I'm sorry for what I must do, mother. This is not how I wanted this to go."
"Don't be, my child," Hippolyta assured with her same sweet and motherly smile. "It's all just for fun, after all. Just do your best out there."
The bell rang, and Diana was ready to move in for the attack. Before the bell's chime was even done echoing, Hippolyta clenched her fists and let out a screaming warcry; a blood curdling thing somewhere between a woman in labor and having just seen her lifelong nemesis. She was a warrior queen, and she taking this very seriously. "Fun" was a very different concept when it came to a warlike people like the amazons.
The screech had Diana frozen on the spot, unable to remember her mother showing such ferocity. Hippolyta was on her in an instant, slamming an elbow into her daughter's face. Wonder Woman staggered back into her corner, just for the queen to grab the ropes and smash a knee into her stomach. Diana gagged and clutched her belly, insides churning and struggling to breathe. It was childsplay for Hippolyta to grab her by the hair and slam her down into the mud, splashing all around her as the audience broke into cheers.
"You call yourself my daughter with moves like that!?" Hippolyta barked, attacking her mentally and physically just like all amazon warriors were taught. "Get up and at least PRETEND you're a princess!" Diana coughed some air into her lungs just before Hippolyta kicked her mercilessly in the crotch of her swimsuit. Wonder Woman shrieked in pain, curling up and covering her crotch as she rolled over to her side.
"Oh goddesses! Stop!" Diana wailed miserably, the brutal kick still sending echoes of the pain through her body.
"Stop groveling!" Hippolyta snapped at her. "Look your foe in the fucking eye instead of cowering like a baby!" The queen took her daughter by the legs and forced her onto her back again. She spread Diana's legs wide, sending an ache through her thigh muscles but the dread of what this position implied being much worse. Hippolyta firmly stomped her heel on Diana's spread out twat again and again, drawing higher and more miserable screams from the warrior princess. She tried to cover her crotch, but that just got her fingers stomped as well. The crowd went on cheering for the rough but erotic attack. Black Canary's enhanced voice rang out in particular, cheering on Hippo for beating down her fellow heroine. Justice was one thing, but she had never liked working alongside an enviable demigoddess like Diana.
Diana finally pulled her leg free, throwing a kick for Hippolyta's face. The queen caught her foot in midair, twisting the ankle and getting another pathetic wail from the mud-sucked heroine. The killer queen wrenched the leg hard enough that Diana was flopped over onto her belly. Hippolyta pulled the leg as she walked backward through the ring, dragging the sputtering Diana's face and tits roughly through the mud. She made a full lap until the heroine was spitting mud out of her nose and mouth, and even then she smashed a dropping elbow right into Diana's snatch before she let go.
"What did you think? That I was getting soft on that throne?!" Hippolyta demanded of her gasping daughter. She dropped to one knee, using it to pin Diana's back down and crushing her breasts into the mud. Her other hand dunked Wonder Woman's face into the muck, holding her under so that she was unable to breath. No mercy was the greatest respect to show a fellow warrior, after all. "That's it! Hide your shame! Bury your tears in the mud like a shameful swine!" her mother ranted, lifting her back up. Diana sloppily spit out a mouthful of mud, trying desperately to wipe it from her eyes and have the slightest chance. She hadn't even landed a single hit yet!
The fight remained that one-sided the rest of the way through. Hippolyta let go of Diana's head just to slam her with several more rib-cracking kicks. With Diana utterly breathless, her mother easily lifted her completely out of the mud. Diana let out a raspy, miserably wail as she felt her stomach lurch when gravity caught up with her. Hippolyta whipped her right back down, driving Diana's back across the queen's knee. Wonder Woman found her breath again just to let out a long, pained scream from her lovely, muddy lips before she was shoved off into the muck once again. Diana groaned, staring up at the spotlights as her head spun. She ached all over, the cool mud actually a bit of a relief on her bruised and throbbing body.
When her head cleared, Diana actually wondered where her mother was since she wasn't beating on her. She tilted her head left and right listlessly, finally seeing Hippolyta. She had taken the time Wonder Woman had spent reeling to climb onto the top ropes, releasing another amazon war cry for the crowd before she leapt off. Hippolyta landed right on Wonder Woman's breasts with both knees first, driving into the soft flesh of her muddy breasts. Diana let out a huge gurgling noise as her body flopped in the muck, slowing to a stop and laying splayed out in the arena as the crowd roared for her obvious and total defeat. Hippolyta straddled her daughter before leaning over her, the mother's breasts pushing into Diana's face as the pinfall was counted out by Power Girl, the audience a split second behind her on each number. The bell sounded and Hippolyta ground her chest into Diana's witless face. "Perhaps that League of yours should have come to me instead of my brawnless, breastless daughter," she mocked before standing back up, fists raised in triumph.
The show was given a break as Hippolyta went to Supergirl's small shower-like area where she had her skin and costume hosed down. Power Girl slowly revived Wonder Woman so they could clean her off and change the ring over for the second title fight. While Supergirl kept turning the hose on too high and squirting Diana in the breasts and ass, the jumbotron ran another commercial for Big Belly Burger.
The commercial showed a sweaty Diana running on a treadmill in the gym. They had mixed in some footage of Power Girl training Wonder Woman for her fight, each clip of various amounts of dignity: some were of her lifting inhuman amounts of weight on a barbell, while others were her trading blows with Power Girl and clearly getting the rougher end of things. They were sure to get shots of her grunting intensely during her workouts, almost sexual at points, and with her legs spreading wide open and closed again on one of the gym's thigh workout machines. The last shot had Diana on her back, lifting a pair of light weights before pausing and smiling at the camera. She opened her mouth suggestively, tongue hanging out and waiting as an even larger burger than last time came onto screen. The bun was shiny with grease while hot cheese, onion straws, and a thick barbecue sauce dripped off the sandwich. The toppings trickled over her chest and chin as she fit all she could in her mouth in one huge bite, moaning deeply and shutting her eyes. She seemed to trance out as she swallowed and listlessly dropped the weights.
"Those Beef Busters make me weak in the knees... if I could get any weaker," Diana said with a wink at the camera and flexing one arm for the viewer.
The logo faded over the scene. "Bacon barbecue sauce, crispy fried onions, Swiss cheese and mustard. All a part of the Salty Load Beef Buster. Only at Big Belly Burger."
Diana shuddered in her makeshift shower. That commercial made her look even more pathetic, handling those little weights as if they were heavy. She made herself workout twice as hard that day just to burn off the calories she'd consumed in all those takes.
The mystic waters and ancient medicines of Paradise Islands healed her quickly, restoring her strength for the next round in minutes. She had been caught off guard in the first fight; she was too sympathetic and uncertain of her mother's might. Of course she as still a warrior. She'd have been overthrown ages ago by any number of challengers to the throne if she was not wise, beautiful and powerful. She would give it her all this time. No more being the weak laughing stock of the royal family.
The ring of oil was returned as the fighters stepped into their corners. "You've made your point, mother," Diana said firmly. "But I love you and my people too dearly to lose now. This fight will be mine!"
"Then I haven't made my point very clear," Hippolyta chortled back with a grimly amused smile. "I will show you why the queen must be strongest in the land." Hippolyta snuck Power Girl a small wink at that comment, her blonde bride smiling and nodding back at her before signalling for the bell.
True to her word, Diana was not so easy prey in this round. While they both charged into the battle, Diana ducked and used the slick oil to slide under Hippolyta's grasp. She spun back around on the mats with the same slippery momentum, spin-kicking into her mother's ankles. Hippolyta gasped and fell over with a light splash of oil, allowing Diana to pounce onto her stomach. Diana threw two quick punches across her face, but when she found up for a two-handed ax handle smash, Hippolyta caught her by the wrists. Diana leaned into her attack, but her mother slowed her blow to a crawl before swinging her leg up, flipping Diana over her head. The younger fighter landed with a splash, trying to recover quickly but Hippolyta delivered a surprising uppercut to her jaw that sent her reeling.
"You always were too arrogant for your own strength," Hippolyta scolded as she rose to her feet. Diana tried to stumble away to regroup, but her mother caught her by the hair and pulled her forward. Hippolyta's knee rose to meet her face, hitting with a resounding crack that rang through the audience and got a theatrical "OOOOH!" from the onlookers. Diana saw stars from all these jarring blows, mouth hanging slightly open in a daze. Hippolyta still gripped her hair, pulling her in again to drive a knee into Diana's stomach and another for her tits.
"Sometimes defeat is the best thing to help humble a proud bitch. Though you've been doing plenty of that recently, haven't you?" Hippolyta grabbed the center of Wonder Woman's top, ripping it off of her and leaving her in nothing but her star-spangled bottoms. The crowd instantly cheered at the sight of the princess' proud breasts (if slightly swollen and bruised from their fresh beating).
Diana gathered enough wits to push at her mother's chest, trying to pull away. She threw a quick punch into Hippolyta's stomach, hardly getting a grunt from her mother. "I watched you throw your first javelin when you were six. I think you've only gotten weaker since then," Hippolyta snarled into her face before delivering a stunning headbutt. Wonder Woman fell to her hands and knees as Hippolyta let her go, no strength left in her to stay standing.
Hippolyta threw a kick up under Diana's breasts, crushing her boobs into her ribs once again. "You fight like no princess. You barely fight like an amazon. You fight as you look: like a cow!" With Diana sufficiently beaten and shamed, Hippolyta threw a leg over her back and dropped her bountiful hips down onto her back. Diana gave a short cry, barely staying up on her knees and elbows as her dangling breasts bounced.
"Well? What are you waiting for, cow? Give your queen a ride. Or do you need more motivation?" Hippolyta delivered a sharp slap to Diana's ass, making her yelp and scramble forward a few clumsy, four-legged steps. The crowd laughed at their queen kept whipping the topless Diana's bountiful buns, forcing her into a full circle around the ring until her ass and face were a bright red.
"It seems you make a better cow than a princess," Hippolyta jeered before squeezing her legs around Diana's waist. The princess gagged and her tongue rolled out, her strength suddenly leaving her as her mother's thick thighs crushed her waist. Diana flopped back into the oil in a pathetic splash, trapped under her mother and pawing helplessly towards the ropes.
"It looks like you've spent more time fleeing more than fighting in this match," Hippolyta observed to the crowd before standing back up. Diana tried to crawl away, but her mother caught her by the hair and forced her to her knees. "If you want to spend so much time on the ropes, I think that can be arranged."
Diana couldn't even gasp, only moaning weakly as Hippolyta tore off her costume with one sharp, ripping pull. The younger heroine was left naked in her arms, hanging there a moment on display as a gorgeous and powerful trophy before the queen slammed her into a corner. Diana's arms flopped weakly to drape over the ropes, face twisted with pain as the turnbuckle dug into her back. Before she could even try to remove herself, Hippolyta showed that like most of her subjects, she was very skilled with knots. The royal milf leaned outside the ropes and wrapped Diana's stolen costume around her wrists, binding her on the spot.
Diana gasped and tried to push herself free with her feet, but they slipped off the oily mat. The lack of friction doomed her escape and made it easy for Hippolyta to snatch her flailing legs, hooking them on the bottom ropes and leaving her daughter bound, naked and helpless.
"This look suits you," Hippolyta said with a dominant sneer. "Tied up and beaten like a public whore. Let's see if that filthy hole of yours can take a pounding like one too." Hippolyta lunged forward, smashing her knee into Diana's crotch hard enough to rock her whole body.
Diana let out a wet choking noise, shuddering violently as she shook her head. "Mother... please, no more!"
"Don't beg!" Hippolyta snapped harshly. "I raised you better than to beg for mercy! Expect none! Give none!" She backed up and smashed her toes right into Diana's cxnt, this time drawing an agonized scream out of her. "If you'd been merciless, fierce like the rest of us, then you wouldn't be in this position, now would you? You disgrace your mother with your pretenses of justice and fairness in the ring. Honor is one thing, but mercy and kindness on the battlefield is for fools and the dead!" The audience cheered along with her attack, counting off the blows as they connected with Wonder Woman’s snatch. Wonder Girl winced sympathetically to see her mentor taking such a beating, feeling glad she hadn’t worn her matching uniform to the fight.
All the while she lectured, Hippolyta went on destroying her daughter's twat. She kicked, stomped, punched and clawed at her spread out pussy, leaving it swollen and bruised while Diana was screaming herself to tears at the physical and verbal punishment. The beating went on for nearly five agonizing minutes, before Hippolyta undid her bindings. Diana flopped motionless to the mats with another splash, bubbling the oil with her pathetic sobs.
“If you have the strength to cry, you have the strength to fight!” Hippolyta scolded her daughter like a fussy warrior in training. She grabbed Diana by the shoulders, lifting her up in the air before swinging her back down and crotching her onto the top rope. Diana arched her back for a loud wail, grabbing the rope for balance with her slippery palms but Hippolyta shut her up with a whirling high kick that blasted her in the face.
Diana fell back on her chest in the ring with another soft splash. Hippolyta flipped her over before she drown in the stuff, but the fresh air only lasted for a second. This time the queen sat her plump ass onto Wonder Woman's face, her nose forced between her ass cheeks like a curious dog. The 3-count went without so much as a twitch from Diana, the pain in her crotch having sapped any strength she might have left. Hippolyta's theme blasted over the speakers, the queen raising her fists in triumph while she bounced her butt for the fans, simultaneously grinding it into Diana's face.
The two left the ring once again to be cleaned and healed, though Diana needed to be dragged out by Karen. While that was being taken care of, the giant screens ran another commercial that stung Diana's ears and pride.
The commercial showed Wonder Woman washing up on the shower, her red and gold uniform hung up on a hook outside. Carefully placed steam and smudges on the shower door kept anything truly explicit from view, but she appeared wet and naked to the viewer. A closeup on the showerhead showed the water stop and then turn to a thick white cream that sputtered over her. Diana continued to rub herself down with it, the pasty substance coating her skin as she closed her eyes serenely and lick some it from her lips. The camera pulled back as she stepped out of the shower, dripping enough to the thick white mayonnaise that she could stand otherwise naked in front of the camera and still elude any censorship.
"I can always count on a shot of cream to get me wet," Diana purred to the camera, the narrator taking over as the BBB logo popped onto the screen.
"The new mayo-blasted Big Creamer Beef Buster; just four ninety-nine at Big Belly Burger. Come and get it!"
The last match of the night was pitting mother versus daughter in a hardcore bout. It was only over when one of the women submitted or was knocked out cold, rendered unable to move for 10 seconds. Given the ferocity of amazon culture, nearly everyone was looking forward to a victory by knockout.
To add to the already intense battle, the ring and surrounding area was littered with whips of all sorts. Leather lashes, chains, wooden canes, paddles, and anything else that could be used to sting the opponent at high velocity. The fight was all about pain, and to make it worse, there was a table just outside the ring full of substances to help them along. Bowls of salt, several cut lemons, hot peppers, chili powder and ginger roots were laid out to apply to any number of lashes and wounds to burn the stamina right out of your enemy.
"Don't forget," Supergirl reminded Wonder Woman with a grin. "If you take too strong a lead, let her start beating you."
Diana grit her teeth as the command echoed in her mind, pressing against her pride and anger. "You don't tell me what to do," Diana hissed, though the curse still lingered. Supergirl frowned in confusion as Diana staggered bit before striding out to the ring. Perhaps the curse wore off after a while. It was why she'd thought to remind Wonder Woman about it anyway, wanting her humiliation to last through the entire night. Just how much of a hold she had on Diana's mind was left in question as the bell rang to start thing up again.
Hippolyta came right for her daughter, Diana hanging back by her corner. Some fans thought she might be afraid after her first two losses, but she carefully flicked her foot under one of the handles of the whips. She flung it into the air, catching it moving in a single fluid motion. She dodged her mother's grab while whirling and then cracking the whip, catching Hippolyta by the ankle. She gave it a sharp tug that dropped the queen onto her plump bottom.
"You forget that the rope was a favored weapon of mine, mother," Diana reminded her confidently. Hippolyta started to sit back up, but Diana pulled on the whip to draw her closer. She swung her foot straight up and out, slamming into the queen's lovely face. The crowd gave a surprised gasp that turned into a cheer, impressed by her sudden show of skill and strength. Wonder Woman was determined not to leave the arena without a single victory. This was her only chance left.
Hippolyta shoved her foot into Wonder Woman's stomach, pulling her end of the whip and flipping Diana over her head. The princess landed gracefully on her feet, but the queen stood up while yanking up on the rope. It draw taut and wedged into Diana's crotch, getting a quick groan from her. Diana cupped her snatch while Hippolyta grabbed a chain draped over the turnbuckle, wrapping it around her daughter's throat and pulling back. Diana grunted as her face turned red, but she grabbed the chain and threw a few hard elbows into her mother's ribs. As soon as her grip faltered, Wonder Woman spun around and uppercutted her opponent to send her tumbling out of the ring over the ropes.
The fight only grew more vicious from there. Diana performed a baseball slide from the ring to kick her mother in the chest as she rose. Hippolyta caught her daughter by the hair and dragged her face across the metal guard rail. Diana doubled her mother over and drove knees into her stomach until Hippolyta pounded her in the crotch with a well-placed punch. Diana bent over herself from the low blow, allowing Hippolyta to grab one of the wooden canes and slam it up into her daughter's crotch. Wonder Woman let out a loud, husky howl of pain before Hippolyta swung it again, this time hard enough to smash in half across Diana's back. Her daughter fell to her knees clutching her back, but she landed near another one of the whips. She turned and slashed it across her Hippolyta's wobbling chest, getting a yelp from her as Diana lunged and grabbed a handful of salt, quickly grinding it into her mother's cleavage. The queen howled at the irritating substance on her fresh red wound, but she grabbed a length of chain to wrap around her wrist and bash Diana across the face. The sturdy princess stayed standing, but staggered back a pace. Hippolyta charged for another steel-lined punch, but Diana lashed her whip out at her legs. Hippolyta hopped over the strike, but the tip wrapped around one of the guard rails and Diana pulled hard. It drew taut and acted as a tripwire for Hippolyta, sending her tumbling to the ground. She managed to flex her leg around it and pull the whip with her, sending both of the women's latest weapons sliding across the floor.
It wasn't long before both were sweaty and with red streaks across their skin from the various blows and whippings they'd endured. Hippolyta charged Diana with another battle cry, but the princess ducked under her mighty swing and caught her around the waist, suplexing Hippolyta into the table of stinging flavors. Hippolyta screamed out as her shallow but sore wounds were sprayed by a mix of salt and lemon juice as the table collapsed around her, leaving her winded and aching.
The crowd was going wild from the massive counter attack, but Wonder Woman hesitated. She took a step forward, but the rest of her body struggled against her. She was being compelled to stop. She looked out of the corner of her eye towards the smirking Supergirl, who gestured at her expectantly. To her surprise, Diana grit her teeth and took another step. She felt the oppressive haze over her mind starting to slip. Whatever the curse, it was not made to contain such an unbreakable will for so long.
"I am DONE listening to you!" Diana shouted, seemingly at no one. The crowd still cheered behind her as the spell gave way. Now it was a fair fight! Now she could win!
Power Girl leaned over the ropes from inside the ring, shaking her head slightly over Hippolyta. "Wow, baby. You look a mess. All that dirt and sweat and whips... reminds me of our first date.
Diana rolled her eyes at the blonde as she stepped towards her mother but the half-second of distraction was all that Hippolyta needed. She sat upright and pulled on the bottom of Diana's swimsuit, baring her ass to the crowd. The queen grabbed an especially large piece of ginger root and with all her might, stabbed it up her daughter's ass.
Wonder Woman screamed even louder than she had with her defiant roar, getting a lot of laughs and cheers from the crowd at the latest comeback. Harley Quinn in particular had her cell phone ready and caught a series of photos of Wonder Woman's face of horrified agony. She happily tapped out a quick meme to post on social media later ("When you want to stay up late but then your mom brings out the ginger root"). The burning vegetable had reduced the heroine to tears, her backside burning over every inch of her asshole. While she fumbled around to grab it, Hippolyta caught her by the hair and smashed her head off the nearest set of metal stairs. Diana fell to the ground, still rolling and sobbing uncontrollably as Hippolyta threw her back into the ring, but grabbing a bowl of the searing goods to go with her.
In the ring once again, Wonder Woman was left in her own agony while Hippolyta got to work squeezing out peppers and lemons over her breasts. The crowd hooted and whistled, both predicting the attack that was to come and just how the glistening juices made her motherly chest look. Left with the bowl of salt and chilli powder, she tugged on her wife's top and dumped the spicy mix into Power Girl's cleavage. Surprising, but certainly not illegal.
"You fought better this time, Diana," Hippolyta praised her as she stepped up to the teary-eyed princess. "But you're still your mother's daughter." Her lack of verbal insults seemed the most mercy that she was going to give her daughter as she knelt down and lifted her up into a bear hugging breath smother. It drove Diana's eyes and nose directly into the pool of burning juice among her mother's loving bosom, immediately getting agonized screams from the proud princess.
Wonder Woman leapt to her feet, trying to pull away but Hippolyta held strong. After a few hellish seconds, she was finally let go. Diana stumbled drunkenly around the ring, mind numbed by the pain as she reached out to feel for where she was going. She ended up jolting in surprise as she felt an even larger set of tits.
"Whoa, easy girl!" Power girl chuckled jovially. "Looking at the wrong mom." Diana whirled around in a panic, even if she still couldn't see anything through the veil of tears over her eyes. Hippolyta had already run off into the far ropes, rushing back at the unsuspecting Diana at high speed. From somewhere behind her, Supergirl was watching with amusement as she shouted into the ring.
"Hey, ref! Look over here!" she called, making Power Girl absentmindedly turn to face her. The younger heroine's plan worked perfectly as her turning and Hippolyta's charge left Diana placed exactly between the two women's incoming tits, smashing her in the face from both sides. Wonder Woman's legs danced drunkenly beneath her, held up only by the sandwiching smother of her mothers and their hefty tits. She couldn’t even find the space to breathe in their crushing hold as she let out muffled wails and groans, choking on the intense burning in her chest and face. At last, Hippolyta backed off an inch or two just to ram her tits into PG’s again, squashing their jugs harmlessly but crushing Diana’s lovely face. Spittle flew from her lips and distorted her pretty features, puffing her cheeks and mouth together as her eyes bulged comically, sweaty hair flying past her face. It was enough to make her flop into one final, powerless heap on the mats.
"Count her," Hippolyta commanded firmly, placing her foot on her daughter's face. Her toes rested in her gaping mouth, accentuating just how far out cold she truly was.
"I love it when you get bossy like that, baby," PG grinned, but started the count. There was no debate that Wonder Woman was 100% out, not even twitching for the 10-count. Not even for the ringing of the bell. Not even when Hippolyta smacked her on the ass and spit into her mouth, letting it trickle over Diana's lips as if it were her own saliva.
"A loser to the end," she mused as she held out her hands to take the three championship bras from her wife and toss them over her shoulder. As soon as they were securely in her hands, she knelt down by her daughter and started helping wipe off her face. "Oh my poor precious daughter," she cooed to her, instantly going back to being a mother now that she wasn't her opponent. "I'm so sorry I had to do that to you. Come on. Wake up now. Mama's here."
Diana didn't wake until they had brought her back to the royal chambers after a long and cleansing bath in the healing waters. Her mothers were there waiting for her, giving her the bad news about her loss. Furthermore, Power Girl explained to Diana that they had found out the winner of the raffle, and they were here to claim their prize. Aphrodite arrived, all smiles and glamorous beauty while Athena trudging in after her dejectedly. The goddess herself had won the raffle, earning her the right to own the loser of the final match for three days as her personal slave.
The next day, Diana found herself crawling naked after Aphrodite, side by side with her matron goddess of war in the same position. "Well, Diana, you did a very good job cleaning the floors. But Athena, you did truly make my statues shine. You really must love rubbing my breasts, even if they're just gold figures of them," Aphrodite chuckled haughtily. "You two had better watch out, or one of you might end up my favorite."
Athena and Diana shared quiet, angry glances. Of course they wouldn't fall for her plan. She wanted them to compete against each other and fall for her, but their grudges were still fresh against her. They would bide their time and pick their battles, but they would get back at her.
"Now then," Aphrodite chimed. She sat back in one of her cushy seats, one with a large space in the middle of its back so that her ass wedged itself in between the fabric. She lifted up the back of her toga, exposing her ass to her pets. "I'm going to watch some television. Why don't the both of you two find a new way to compete by kissing my ass the whole time?"
The women swallowed their protests and leaned in, each taking a cheek and smooching away in their degrading positions. Diana recognized the pictures beyond Aphrodite's generous hips, and groaned as she heard the same type of cheesy music that was in every Big Belly Burger commercial.
Diana and Hippolyta were both on a beach in bikinis, pushing and slapping at each other in slow motion as they reenacted a stereotypical catfight. A lot of slow motion smacks to Diana's boobs and ass as well as pained expressions of her hair being pulled clearly painted Hippolyta as the stronger of the two. Hippolyta ended it with a big slap to Diana's face that dropped her into the sand with her butt sticking up in the air. The bikini-clad queen smiled proudly down at her before holding up and biting into a rather thin-looking burger. "Fat asses are easier to kick," Hippolyta said confidently, taking a bite into the burger and smiling for the camera. "For thinner and superior women."
The low narration voice came in after her while she went on eating. "We've heard our customers, and for the diet-conscious, we bring you the vegetarian Slim Slider Burger."
Power Girl burst into the scene, grinning and tossing an arm around her wife's shoulders with a tall, frothy glass in hand. Her American flag bikini was concerningly tiny, and did nothing to stop her tits from bouncing all over the screen. "and try the new Mega Milk Shake! Fresh from the source," the blonde added with a playful wink at the camera, carelessly tipping the milkshake into the downed Diana’s mouth down below.
Of course they had recorded another after the championship, at both Hippolyta and Aphrodite's request. It felt like a compilation of the most humiliating parts of the last year of Diana's life. Now it was being broadcast all around the planet.
"There there, child. We'll see you through-" Athena offered, but Diana had already fainted in shame
