<Most pictures are screenshots from "SHL Supergirl: Therapy. Gratitutious usage>

Kara was suddenly brought back to Earth as she noticed the woman gesturing at her.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“Your name. ‘Kara’, right?”

She was taken aback by that question. Despite having lived on earth for a while, she had never volunteered her real Kryptonian name when interacting with any regular humans. Even more surprising was when she caught sight of her own reflection from the mirror on the wall behind the woman. Staring back at her was an athletic-looking young woman with long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders over a simple, short-sleeved white blouse. Paired with a black skirt and matching heels, she looked every bit a working professional or a typical office girl. Somewhat weirded out was the pair of spectacles over her nose. It was more of Kal’s preferred secret identity look, not hers, so how…

“Miss, I ain’t got all day. Are you, or are you not her?” The receptionist sounded irritated.

“I… Yes, it’s… Kara…” What the hell is this? Where am I? All of that went through her mind even as she took a seat on the couch on the side as the woman seemingly went to one of the rooms behind her. Looking about the space and the white walls, she thought the place looked like a medical facility of sorts. Seats around the place on both sides, some reading materials next to them, and a few diplomas and awards hanging on the wall. Before she managed to take a closer look at the details the receptionist reappeared and motioned her to follow her into the room.

The room was tastefully decorated, though it’s like a one-room-do-all design. Working table with a laptop on one side, with a large, three-sitter couch next to it. And then there was the double-bed in the middle of the room, which was… odd. She had just about sat down on the couch closer to the table’s side and noticed the wafting of a mix of peppermint and lime in the air when the man appeared. Dressed in an immaculate grey waistcoat paired with a light-purple shirt and dark pants, he looked dapper.

That face… it looked familiar, yet she failed to place that image, her photographic memory seemingly failing her for the first time.

“Hello Kara, nice to see you again.” The man came towards her, smiling.

Again? Wait, I’ve… met him? Her mind in a jumble, Kara only managed a polite smile, nodding slightly as he continued. “It’s been sometime since the previous session, are you keeping well?” Standing over her with both his hands in his trouser pockets and the sleeves rolled-up halfway up his arm, he looked all professional.

“Yes… I, I suppose so…” for some reason, she felt a bit self-conscious, even a little shy as he looked intently at her. “I… I don’t want to sound silly or impolite, but I’m not sure why I’m here…”

The man smiled and took a seat near to her. He helped her to take off her glasses to place it on the side table, before holding both her hands in his. Speaking gently in a British accent “That’s alright. I’m Dr Gaius Marcus, but people normally call me “Buzz”. Goes with my current hairstyle you see.” pointing to his current hairdo that seemed to be the latest trend. “You, my dear, are here to seek some professional advice on your personal problems. The one about you having trouble getting good night’s sleep for a while. We met through a… common acquaintance.”

“What… what sort of problems?”

“Well, I gather all the superhero feats do take a lot out of you even if you’re, well, you. Judging by the fact that you’ve been feeling a little down lately, in addition to everything else. Don’t look so shocked, Kara. After all, our ‘common acquaintance’ is someone close to you. How else would I know your name otherwise?” Her eyes opened wide as he drew the “S” logo on her right palm. “The last fight out there with those marauding aliens must have been really tough. I read about it in the news the other day, what with the extensive damage around the city. Looking at you currently, I sense that you body and mind is really not at peak-condition from all these constant fights.”

That sounds reasonable. I’ve been feeling all kinds of weird lately. And if Kal vouched for him… With that Kara sort of calmed down slightly. “So, you can help me?”

“You’ve been here a few times already, and as you are still returning it must mean that our sessions are working. I thought you were improving although…” he frowned slightly cocking his head to the side “I must say something’s bothering you, again.”

More relaxed now, Kara nodded in agreement, and she leaned against the large back of the sofa, feeling the comfort of the material supporting her. “That’s true. I don’t think I’ve felt this kind of weird. It’s not that I feel… weak, or anything, just…” she struggled for the words, before blurting out “frustrated? As if…”

“As if unfulfilled. Incomplete. I know. That’s the other reason why you’re here.” As he mentioned these he gently laid her hands back on her legs while walking over to her side. Sitting next to her along the arm rest, he gently rubbed her shoulders seemingly trying to ease out the excitement within her tense body, while speaking softly to her.

“Don’t worry, Kara. Just let thing go, and let it flow out from you. Here, you’re safe. Safe and protected from all your responsibilities. I’m here to help you achieve that balance. To get inner peace for yourself. To achieve the fulfillment that you so desire.”

As his hands gently massaged her shoulders, for Kara ZorEl despite being invulnerable under the energising yellow sun, her skin remained supple and soft, her body sensitive to all the various touches and ministrations. Buzz’ gentle massages seemed to do the trick. She couldn’t help but sigh in contentment, closing her eyes as she savoured the seemingly gentle touches and squeezes, even though she knows he must be using a significant portion of his manly Terran strength to do what he is doing now.

“Mmmhh… ahhh…” It felt so good to relax, to just give in… and she had almost drifted off as his hand moved beyond her shoulders, gently running over her maturing mounds on her chest, downwards onto her abdomen and even lower…

… Until she felt an unexpected sensation of his hand gently reaching onto her thighs, moving about for a bit before slowly moving under and beneath her knee-length black skirt. Her body just reacted when his fingers ran gently across her already wet lacey underwear, and she felt his motions stopped at the very edge of her puffed-up lips beneath the cloth.

“Do you want me to stop?” Seeing her eyes opening wide suddenly, Buzz’ motions froze. His fingers stayed still, tensed. Waiting.

She turned around and looked into his eyes. Unsure.

“Is this… I mean…”

“Part of the program yes. To help you with the ‘other problem’ of yours. You have been feeling sexually frustrated lately, all pent-up and wound-up tightly. Given that you are able to crush everything on Earth into powder with a squeeze of your body that is hardly surprising. That’s why I am here. To help you to become more gentle, so that you can manage your incredible strength, manage your amazing body, tightening and releasing with control. Enough to allow you to love, be loved and make love to both equal and lesser beings than you. To finally achieve sexual release.”

He then leaned over and whispered gently into her ear. “Besides, what better way to learn and practise, than with your own boyfriend and lover?”

He… he’s my lover? I… I have a boyfriend? Kara couldn’t even finish that thought as she gasped loudly and almost passionately as she felt his daring fingers running across her still covered cunny lips, causing her all kinds of emotional short-circuit as he purposedly rubbed past her very erect clitoris that was now threatening to tear through her cotton underwear.

Biting her lips and making a mental decision, her left hand shot down and grabbed hold of Buzz’ hand, the sudden strong grip making him wince slightly. His eyes flashed across tinge of fear before he saw Kara’s face looking at him.

Her face was of anticipation. Of lust even, as she gently ran her tongue over her lips.

“I just thought that it if we want to do this, we might as do it in a more comfortable place.” Her head nodding towards the bed. “You know. More space.”

“You read my mind.” Smiling, he had barely blinked his eyes when he found himself standing, leaning against the beautiful blonde who is now sitting on the edge of the bed. Slightly disorientated by the use of her superspeed, Kara giggled slightly as he placed both his hands on the bed, which had the effect of making him lean down towards the lips of the most powerful superheroine.

“I guess I’m not the only who is very eager to get going, am I?” Kara whispered, conscious that the room now is starting to waft with her special fragrance that was her pheremones, the unique smell of wildflowers and honey emitted by Kryptonians in heat. She could sense, heck, even hear the gentle stretching of Buzz’ underpants and trousers as his manhood responded to her body’s encouragement, even as she gently thrust out her chest, trying to encourage him on.

This wasn’t lost on Buzz though, who panted a little before recovering to look deeply into Kara’s beautiful blue eyes.

“Ah… Kara. Remember our rule…”

“Mmm… what rule?” She just mumbled a generic reply, her body becoming hornier by the second. She needed it… badly.

“Remember… when you’re with me, you cannot use your Kryptonian powers on me.” He spoke in trance-like, soft voice though with a sense of urgency underneath the tone. “You need to be very gentle with me, Kara. You need to protect me throughout. Because you don’t want hurt me. That’s what you want to do. Make me feel great, and yet not hurt me. Pleasure me, not hurt me.”

“Yes..ughh..need to protect… AHHH… need to be gentle with you… yes oh so good more yes…” In a seemingly drunken stupor Kara repeated Buzz’ request like a mantra, as he started kissing on her face and moving to the side of her neck, his left hand gently fondling her covered chest, causing her all sorts of emotional turmoil as he cupped her through the thin cloth that was her blouse. The arousing kind of emotional turmoil.

As the necking went on, Kara hooked her long legs behind the back of her lover, and slowly and purposedfully laid back on to the bed, pulling him on top. Seemingly fearful that he will disengage, making her unfulfilled yet again. But he responded in kind, and both seemingly in anticipation, Buzz helped guide her hands upwards onto her chest, and slowly they worked in tandem to slowly open the lapels of her dress shirt. Button by button, from top to bottom.

Finally opening up her shirt wide, he leaned down to kiss her beautiful globes which are now thrusting forwards without sag or impact from gravity, overfilling already the cotton lacey bra that seemed too small for her size, something that was worn more out of respect for others rather than the need for support. While he might be a regular Terran, Kara for some reason thought his hands were doing a fine number of her budding breasts, and the pleasure built continuously throughout as he alternatively cupped, groped, massaged her firmness, causing her nipples to grow firm and erect.

As their interaction got steamier, Kara further tightened her leghold and pulled her lover towards her even more, giggling playfully at Buzz’ facial reaction as she wanted to feel his large bulge, wanted to have it rub in-between her thighs. A leghold that started to tighten as she slowly increased her strength to her natural level; making her legs, thighs and calves expand into something vastly stronger than even sculpted steel.

Despite the increase in pain that he was feeling, Buzz still managed to remain calm. Stopping in midaction, he reminded her. “No, Kara. Stop. You need me to gentle with me, remember? So that I can pleasure you.”

His soft reminder caused the woman underneath him to pause her actions for a moment, and after seemingly struggling with her body’s natural reaction he felt the leghold loosen slightly. Still tight, but with enough wriggling room for him to manuever.

With that tacit acknoledgement that she was doing what he asked her to do, Buzz dove down and rewarded Kara with licks and bites on her now huge erect nipples that had revealed itself from the cup of her bra. With his teeth and tongue he gently pushed the cups further downwards until they were beneath her boobs, and then resumed his ministrations over those large globes of destiny. Aternating between the left and right side, each lick, each suck and each gentle chew on her invulnerable tit and then running around the top of her hemispheres caused her to mewl and moan. Begging; demanding more. For the next fifteen minutes, whenever the man felt uncomfortable thanks to her unconscious use of her alien strength, he would stop to remind the most powerful superheroine to relax, to be gentle, to ease up. A pattern that he repeated again and again and again until it becomes second nature, become habitual to her.

After four times of repeating the same, Kara suddenly felt a change in Buzz’ actions. Slowly but surely, his licks and kisses travelled from her healthy swells, onto the cleavage between her boobs as she helped opened up the valley up by gently pulling them apart. Licking her lips and trembling slightly with anticipation as his mouth went gently over the ridges of her abdomen she finally arched her body backwards in a silent moan when he felt his hot breath against her drenched covered labia.

“Hhhggggg… uhhhhh… I need it… please…” she cried out in a mix of frustration and anticipation as she then felt his tongue biting down on her very attentive clit that had now tore through her cotton panties. Knowing that nothing he could do to her that could actually hurt her, she egged him as her entire body seemingly went into overdrive with the incredible pleasure from her sensitive clit and labia lips as his tongue swiped over, around and about her clitoris and her puffed-out pussy lips, causing her body to just gush copious amount of sticky liquid from between her thighs.

As her arousal climbed, Buzz could feel her bodily control lapsed again as she tensed and flexed. Giving in yet again to her natural form. Her thighs and calves immediately bunching upwards and thickened as she tried to bring him even closer to her cunny, to eventually take him into herself. His hands which were holding onto her beautiful rump felt the underlying muscles push his hold up and away until he felt as if he were holding onto marble. Her upper body bulged outward, and their expansion immediatley tore apart the lacey bra that lost its fight against Kryptonian titflesh and hands that had rapidly grabbed and groped her mounds as her heat just climbed further upwards.

It was indeed a powerful and erotic show of what Kara Zor El really looks like, if not for the fact at the moment he had his face held tightly against her cunny and with pressure mounting against himself. In a flash he feared for his life, but still he still had enough wits within him to immediately stop his motions. Again. To reinforce the training.

This had an immediate and dramatic effect on the Girl of Steel who had expected to go all the way, and the latest sound coming out from her mouth was a wail of frustration and regret. But even so, she immediately remembered what she was supposed to do, and very soon the hold on him relaxed, and her body again receded back into her more, subtly athletic-slim form.

The mental conditioning was holding, and the habit was forming!

He was roused from his own thoughts when she squeaked out. “Uggh… I… I’m sorry, it was that… it felt so good, and I really wanted… thought we wanted to…”

Looking up at her but not changing his current position, he smiled at the mess of the young girl who was seemingly found out after breaking curfew. “But you did good, Kara! You’ve managed to stop yourself. Your control over your body was amazing!”

She spoke shyly, looking away. “Did I? I did, didn’t I?…” Looking back down at Buzz she continued “and it’s all thanks to you, Buzz.” From her expression, it really looked like she meant it. So innocent and sweet, nothing like the focused and intensed superheroine when she battled enemies.

“WE did it, Kara. Now… if you would indulge me, I have a favour to ask of you.” Seeing her eyebrows raised slightly, he quickly continued. “You see… I’ve always thought that… you know, I’ve always liked seeing you in full costume. That tight fabric accentuates your body and figure so well that I was hoping, you know…”

Realisation dawned on the Girl of Steel, who smiled. It wasn’t the first time that she realized she was a walking wetdream in her reds and blues, exuding power and sexiness in a cute package. This was a request that can be easily fulfilled. Sitting up, she whispered coyly “Kinky, aren’t you? Keep your eyes peeled, lover.” In a blink of an eye, Kara Zor-El was now dressed immaculately in her usual Kryptonian supersuit. The blue colour of her top that contrasted beautifully with the red cape, skirt and boots. Not witstanding the further accentuation of the famous <S> sign stretched over her proud busts, and the legs that seemed to go on forever supporting her young, toned body beneath the knee-length red skirt.

Standing in the trademark hero pose with both her hands on her hips and her legs slightly apart, she asked lustfully. “So… you like?”

Buzz’s reaction was instantaneous. He stood up and walked over to her back, and gently ran his hands all over her body. The thin fabric felt smooth the touch, covering everything tightly yet hiding none of Kara Zor-El’s womanly curves. As his right hand cupped her right breast, he could feel her bullet-hard nipples and areola pushing firmly against his palm. It was obvious Kara liked what he did, for she raised her right hand and guided him to rub and cup more of her firm boob, while her left guiding his downwards and beneath her skirt. His fingers touching the familiar wetness and also brushing against her very ready entrance, it was obvious she had removed the cloth ‘barrier’ that would have been present otherwise.

Cooing quietly as she felt him feeling her up, gently stroking around her clit and lips, she asked “I gather you really like me very much, don’t you. I didn’t expect you would be so turned-on…”

“I love it! I love how it looks on you, I love the way it fits you like a glove.” and that appreciation of her seems to be echoing throughout his body as he felt his boner getting more excited by the second. A feeling not lost on Kara who sighed as she felt his particular bulge now gently though persistently rubbing against her rump from the back, turning HER on.

YAY for turning up in full costume today! Grinning, she remarked “Do you want to see a trick?”

Without waiting for a reply, she released her gentle hold on Buzz’ hands and moved them to both sides. Cocking her head to the side, she remarked. “Hold on to my arms, big boy, because this Supergirl is going to put on a BIG show.”

When she felt his hands on her arm, she then flexed every part of her body, causing Buzz to gasp loudly when he saw and felt two impossibly-large mounds rising like magic from her toned arms, becoming bigger than he could hold. Tough as granite beneath the costume and skin that felt as smooth as silk, he marveled at how a Kryptonian female’s bicep looked and felt. Daringly, he held her closer to himself, feeling up the contours of the hundreds of smaller curves and bulges of her back that become prominent through her sheer costume and cape with his torso, astounded by how much power that lay beneath each and every Kryptonian muscle within this young female.

Kara moaned appreciatively as she felt his right hand moved downwards to cup her uplifted globes, gently stroking her firm nipples which are threatening to tear through her supposedly invulnerable super costume; while feeling the gentle trace of his left hand downwards and towards the back, before trying to grab her firm, taut ass but finding no-give in his exertions. That persistent bulge that he was sporting also had a hand in fanning the heat.

“Now, as I remember, Mr Gaius Marcus…”

“Buzz, please…” slightly salivating and panting, he was horny. Very horny.

“Right. Buzz. I remember we were in the middle of doing this…” in another flash, he found himself in the previous position with his face so close to her cunny as she sat on the edge of the bed again, opening her legs wide in an almost split, her skirt already hiked up. This time he could see the exposed labia lips and the cum-covered clit rising and falling in line with Kara’s own breathing. Pulsing. Waiting for his next move.

“Now that I have your attention, Buzz, finish what you started. Pleasure me. Your Supergirl. Your Goddess. Do it now!” Kara had barely gotten all the words out when she threw herself backwards onto the bed in a wild cry, eyes closed with one hand grasping and tearing part of the bedsheet while another went and cradled her head as Buzz dove in enthusiastically. His face between her long legs which parted eagerly in a split, his pliable tongue finally penetrating her in a single push (though barely), licking feverously even as he held onto her mesmerizing left boob for further leverage.

“Yes!!!! There… DeePER!… NGGGNGHHHH… morRREEE… UGGHHH… don’t stop don’t stop..oh rao oh yes oh more…” That did it for Supergirl as she finally and ultimately hit a gigantic orgasm. The Last Daughter of Krypton kept plunging multiple fingers repeatedly into her pussy while she cried out in pleasure repeatedly, her movement was so full of power and speed that it she had done it against the faces of the Rockies it could have easily crushed and felled part of the mountain range, such was the force of her body’s movement. In the vast emptiness of space and without the need to breathe, Supergirl was just floating and tumbling along all about as she fought and pushed herself frantically and enthusiastically towards her sexual peak.

Finally, she hit not one, not two, but more than half-a-dozen amazing super-orgasms in rapid succession within a space of minutes thanks to superspeed. Screaming out multiple times in sheer ecstacy as Kara gave in to her carnal pleasure, even as her right hand kept see-sawing in between her thighs milking the experience to the best of her ability as her left tried to crush her maturing female endownments. Her powerful Kryptonian body shuddered and trembled so much that it would fell mountain ranges; her screams would have shattered windows and deafen anyone within a twenty-mile radius.

Amongst the sexual haze she had not noticed the constant blue glow that seemed to cackle slightly just outside of her nether regions amidst the flood of cum that kept flowing, pulsing in accordance to her rapid sexual peaks. If ever there was any drop in energy it was not even noticeable, her super-efficient Kryptonian DNA eagerly replenshing every expanded bit from the yellow sun. Out here in space, there wasn’t any barrier to the source of energy for her alien physiology.

Out here in space, no one can hear her sensual screams. No air molecules to carry them anyway, as the Girl of Steel’s mouth seemingly stuck into a large “O” as rode out her peaks one after another, and even more as her amazing body continued shuddering repeatedly from the aftereffects.

When her body finally calmed down enough after twenty continous minutes of powerful orgasmic afterschocks, Kara bathing in afterglow finally looked around and remembered where she was. And why she was tumbling amongst the stars, passing by two of the hundred satellites orbiting the blue planet beneath her.

Trying to just avoid getting into another powerful wet dream and destroying the room with Alex in it unknowingly, she had earlier decided to just spend some the me-time in the vast emptiness of space. For whatever reason, she had fallen asleep, the past few nights had been so dramatic and energetic enough that despite everything her body and mind must have switched off on its own.

Was that… was that a dream? If it was, by Rao it was so vivid, as if the man was really the only one who was more than capable to letting her finish. Taking her to heights that she had never known before, seemingly dousing that sexual frustration that had been bubbling under her skin ever as her body matures. That experience delivered such powerful sexual climaxes that she thought it topped the ones that she had reached with the most well-endowed man on Earth called Superman.

More importantly, it felt real. Or is it?

Kara remembered that one final sentence that he spoke in her dream just as she was about to hit her first super-orgasm. Desperately holding back her own powerful body in check tyring not to crush his head like an eggshell in-between her thighs even as she had started convulsing and writhing.

“You know where to find me, Kara. I’ll be waiting.”

That voice. That face. It was mere child’s play for one Supergirl to use her telescopic and microscopic vision to find and locate that person of interest irrespective of disguises or facial hair, her mind working much faster than any supercomputer or facial recognition software on Earth. Adjusting her top so that at least she looked decent, her eyes trained over the Northern hemisphere from her vantage point. Within moments she found her target, and with one arm stretched towards her front and another tucked next to her waist, she flew down towards the destination, her reentry leaving a streak of superheated air behind her.

Towards Midvale.

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Gaius Marcus had just come out from the bathroom when he saw the most famous superheroine floating outside his large, open window. Despite being mid-day, Supergirl wasn’t even subtle, dressed in her standard red and blues as she ‘stood’ in the air, the gentle breeze sending her short skirt and cape fluttering. However, it wasn’t the costume that seemingly took his breath away.

It was the beautiful body and the curves that the skin-tight costume attempted to contain.

She was smiling. Anticipating even. Waiting for him. It had taken her a mere thirty-minutes for her to locate him.

A Supergirl indeed.

“May I come in?” On seeing his gesture inviting she flew in and landed near the window, closing them behind her. That radiant, sunshine-like smile that seemed to chase away all the darkness within the space now focused on one thing only. She stood there, waiting. Anticipating.

Him.

“Did you miss me, Kara?” That sent a thrill running through her body immediately.

“Very much so.” Twirling her blonde hair in her right hand she bit her lower lip before continuing. “I thought that I would come by for some additional ‘private’ lessons. You know, part of that program to become more gentle with Terrans.” Walking over she put her arms over him and whispered. “After all, the entire experience is working out better than I expected. Teach me more. Show me how to love, to be loved and to make love. Show me how to be the perfect lover.”

Leaning over, she purposedly whispered into his face “After all, practice makes perfect.”

Just by saying those words brought an involuntary tingle that ran across her body like electricity. Her supermind retained much of the experience from her dreams (but they were too real to be dreams, weren’t they, she thought to herself). It felt like that time where she experimentally touched those thick power transmission cables between the pylons, trying to gauge her own invulnerability. Despite not harmed in any way as her body merely functioned as a conduit, the megawatts of energy when they flowed through her caused the same literal, pleasurable buzz throughout her body, even as if they had also siphoned up part of the energy to charged up her remarkable body. Each of her erogenous points became highly erect for the next two days, causing quite a stir when she walked about school in her Linda Lee disguise with her nipples and areolas poking up from her clothes. Nipple tapes, thick bras and even additional layers were useless against Kryptonian-firm nips.

Just like how it was now. She continued to look at him, her beautiful blue eyes starting to glow red slightly, due to anticipation of the passions that is to come or the involuntary turning on of her heat vision, no one could say. She wanted him. Needed him. Badly. Now.

As she drew him towards her, he felt that she was using only a sliver of her god-given superstrength. Merely twice or thrice of a lover trying to draw the other closer. In other words, this is as good as it gets. Gaius Marcus the male witch smiled evilly inwardly even as he drew her mouth to hers into a languid kiss, ecstatic how his plan had turned out better than he ever expected.

For now he has a true superweapon within the grasp of his hand, willing to protect him as she would protect a lover. Sort of like the ultimate weapon that one craves for in any RPG games, and it’s now in his full control.

And for Kara, well, she was going to have the best time of her life in weeks, and she planned to stay the rest of the day. And the night. And beyond, if that’s possible.

That is, until, they were interupted an hour later.