Welcome to the SWM Library! Here you will find a collection of some of the finest ubergirl fiction from across the web, contributed by our users. We do warn readers that some of the story content may get violent or contain very sexually explicit scenes, depending on the story (and author!). Authors are encouraged to provide disclaimers but please read at your own risk! Consider yourselves duly informed!
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Battle at Winter Base Zero “This is CNN with breaking news. Financial markets have been sent into a panic with the accusation that LexCorp has been harboring the known terrorist, Superior Girl, and participating in illegal weapons sales across the globe. Stocks in LexCorp have tanked sharply as investors attempt to flee the company before its assets are frozen and seized by the United States gove ...
The Quiet Before the Storm In the near century since it had been founded, the Daily Planet building had not changed too much. The newspaper company was housed in a large office tower that was designed in the art deco style of the old 1920s and 30s. The building had been named a national landmark several decades ago thanks to the Daily Planet’s breaking of key stories against corruption and other ...
Invasion of the Amazons There appeared to be a pause go through everyone as the onlookers took in the scene that they were watching. Superman and Power Girl were standing in the middle of the plaza with Superior Girl rubbing her cheek while lying on the ground. The rioters trying to get to the Ambrosia Amazons, the police holding them back, the Ambrosia Amazons watching their goddess sprawled on ...
Picking Up the Pieces I returned to the Fortress of Solitude with my passenger to find that Superman had still not returned from Metropolis. I showed her to the master bedroom area in the back so they could freshen up from the trip, and change into clothing more suitable for the climate inside the Fortress. I had bundled her up before leaving so she would not freeze to death. I turned up the volu ...
Big Trouble in Kazakhstan I flew as fast as possible through the sky with Superman and the newly minted Superwoman following beside me. I flew on Superman’s left side while Lana flew on his right. She was magnificent in her new outfit. Her skin tight blue outfit hugged and accentuated every curve of her new super powerful body. Her red cape flapped in the wind with its yellow piping around the ed ...
Return Home, Family Reunion Diary Entry - October 17th I decided to take a little vacation to my parent’s home in California this weekend. My little sister Vanessa gave me a call asking if I could come home. She sounded very vague on the phone, but clearly wanted to talk about something. With my speed in flight, it would not be difficult for me to attend class in New York while visiting my parent ...
==Location Notes== City: New York City Location: Club Zero == The Entrance Club Zero has a reputation of being one of the hottest and hippest clubs in town. The place has reputation as being the Studio 54 of the 21st century. So naturally on Saturday night, it is not uncommon to find the place packed to capacity with a crowd waiting outside around the corner to get in. When Phaedra arrived at the ...
With many thanks to AuGoose, Rjjt and Major Damage for helping me with the editing. “Are you out of your mind?” she yelled, slamming down her massive hands on the table, which buckled and splintered from the sheer power of the impact. The man in an army green turtleneck tentatively opened one eye and picked out a splinter from his curly beard: “No, but you’ll soon be, Karla. Let’s face the facts: ...
The young lab assistant placed some papers on the table and concluded …and this is the predicted rate of efficiency with the present formula, doctor. At the other hand of the table there was a man in his 50s, tall, skinny, grey streaked hairs and with quite a widow peak. His presence and his immaculate attire contrasted wildly with the tropical climate and the atmosphere of old colonial money tha ...
It was a beautiful morning in the big city with crisp cold air and an immaculate blue sky. It was one of those days when people just seemed happy to be alive and – from the perspective of Mark Roberts – today was the best day of his entire career. He was a 50-ish man with dark chestnut hair rapidly turning salt-pepper, but otherwise of nondescript appearance – in terms of height and build many he ...