Absolute Power Girl
The city slept soundly. No sirens blared, and no women cried for help from dark alleys. The city was clean, orderly and civilized. The city was Metropolis.
It was not HIS city.
Batman glided silently through the dark sky, his cape forming a distinctive bat silhouette as the memory-cloth held rigid. He did not have much time left to find his quarry. He deactivated his cape, dropping down onto the roof of one of Metropolis's most iconic buildings. He looked up at the gold plated globe encircled with a band engraved with the words "Daily Planet".
The Caped Crusader had spotted an open window two floors down during his approach. He was certain she had entered there; no window would have been left open. Even in a city as safe as Metropolis, pigeons were no less a nuisance.
"What are you doing here, Selina?" He murmured to himself.
Batman produced a grappling hook from his utility belt and quickly repelled down the side of the Daily Planet, reaching the open window in a matter of seconds. He perched on the windowsill and looked inside at a vast newsroom. His window was easily fifty feet above the sea of desks below. Suddenly he froze.
For the first time since entering Metropolis, Batman heard a woman scream.
"Aaaaah! Yes! Harder!"
With a flick of a switch on his belt, translucent lenses slid down over Batman's eyes. The dark room suddenly looked bright as day, cast in a slightly murky purplish mist as his detective mode augmented the low light. Powered electronics such as a coffee maker across the room were highlighted a bright orange. Then he spotted the woman, and she was not alone.
Though his visor, people appeared as translucent forms covering a bright white skeleton. Two glowing skeletons were on top of a desk in the middle of the enormous newsroom. One was lying flat on its back, while the other was straddling the first one's hips, bouncing up and down one moment and twisting its own hips the next. The sitting skeleton flung its skull back and opened its jaw, and Batman heard the woman's voice cry out once again.
"Damn, you are so BIG!"
Batman remained absolutely still, his mind reeling. He deactivated his visor and waited for his eyes to fully adjust to the dark. As the two figures far below became visible to his unaided eyes, Batman felt his stomach flip.
Selina Kyle, Catwoman, was naked save for her gloves, boots and her goggled cowl. Her full breasts jiggled wildly as she rode up and down on the man lying beneath her. The man wore the tattered remains of what had once been a modest business suit; the shirt was ripped open, showing a muscular chest, and the trousers had been torn to shreds, exposing the manhood on which Selina was happily riding. The man's square jawed face was smiling broadly, and a pair of thick framed glasses hung crookedly on his nose.
"Can't be." Batman muttered under his breath.
"Oh, I'm coming! I'm coming, Kent!" Selina squealed, her gloves clawing down the man's chest, tearing away what little fabric remained over his defined abs.
Batman gawked in total shock as he watched Catwoman scream as she rode out an apparently incredible orgasm on Clark Kent's manhood. She arched her back, howling at the top of her lungs. Finally she slumped forward, covering Clark's lips in a lustful kiss.
"It gets better every time." Selina purred.
"You get better every time." Clark smiled boyishly.
"Then tell me, Kent." Selina sat back up, looking down at him over her impressive bosom. "If I'm so good, how is it that I've come nine times tonight and you still haven't gotten off once?"
