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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How Superwomanmania Saved Christmas A Pantomime by Castor Our story opens at … NORTH POLE - Santas Workshop a magical space of whimsy and joy with elves and nutcrackers and sparkles-all of which have the day off today as we cant afford the extra. But thers Santa sitting down at his desk checking his list … well hes giving it the once over now. Theres like 1 billion kids. he has to manage his ...
(Special thanks to Dru for proofreeding and editing) INT BEDROOM A very neat bedroom. An Alarm Clock goes off at 6:07. A hand swiftly turns it off. Its Lisa PHYSLER, 28, an Olympic athlete fit woman with a smile on her face. This smile rarely leaves but rarely changes her monotone affect. She has the kind of striking red hair that one is not quite sure if its natural or from a bottle, but kind ...
La Belleza or A Conversation in Northern Spain By Castor inspired by Guy de Mupassant and JessP There are pleasures in one life. Good food, good drink, good temperature(an under looked consideration sometimes), Good company, Good sensual data(meaning sights sounds), and sensual meaning the other kind. Eric Robbere of the last 4 years had devoted himself largely to accumulating these. He had ...
Lindsay: A Rebirth by Castor (special thanks To Lindsay for being the inspiration and muse of the story, and to ong76win2 for making further suggestions and themes. Also thanks to Dru for Editing and proofreeding of this) About three months ago Lindsay first noticed it. She was cleaning up her apartment and lifted up the vacuum cleaner. Now you may not think much of it. It was just a vacuum ...
There can be no mistake. No mistake whatsoever! This is no fantasy, no childish delusion. Professor Splatter is behind this attack of evil robots Mr. Stupendous declared, hands on hips. Gee-wilikers! said his sidekick the Red Rocket. She looked side to side. We have to find him! said Stupendous. Cut off the brain and the head will follow. Mr stupendous was an older man with greying hair under ...
NOW IT WAS TIME FOR … by Castor (special thanks to Dru for editing and proofreading) She was flying. Wasn’t that special? I watched her from the building, the little girl on the bicycle, the little read Schwinn, as the hands let her go. It wasn’t a particularly fast ride, 5 miles an hour at most- but she pedaled down the street like a madwoman with a look of confidence and grace on her face that ...
It was a cold night in Gotham. Not a freezing night but a cold one. Gotham had periods of snow, but usually by the time it snowed a second time it had melted in a haze. There wasn’t snow. But it was cold. Cold to the bone. Batman’s suit was designed to withstand a fair amount of cold … but some nights, he just wanted a cup of cocoa and a warm bed. He had a suit actually design specifically for ...
Paradise by Castor (with Special thanks to Dru for Editing and proofreading and Woodrow for comments and suggestions) Steven opened his eyes. He heard the water, before he felt it, letting it hit his brain in a wave of life. He could definitively confirm he wasn’t dead. This was important. By all logical reason he should be dead. That was a given. His space craft had been hit by … something. ...
PHOENIX AT THE ASHES By Castor (with special thanks to Dru1076 for editing and proofreeding) Her husband had once asked her if she could see Mecca as she prayed. It was a foolish question. As she prostrated herself before Allah each day she could see straight. But the world was round. The angles of the earth meant that her super-powered eyes would go over the horizon into outer space. Mecca, as ...
Oh-oh Oh yeah… Ah -ha ah yeah. Ahhahaahaha...Ahahahahah The tank barrelled down the street looking at her. it almost seemed alive a veritable thing a large mass of potential death. Then she punched it. “I’m living in that 21st Century, doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero needs his theme ...