1
While Lori and Judy were out working on a story for Newsmaker magazine, Frank Heflin was busy puttering around inside the Electra Base complex, trying to see if he could develop some new gadget to help the girls in their fight against the forces of evil. On this day, however, he was so focused on his project, he never sensed the man looking over his shoulder while he was soldering on a circuit board.
“Hello, Frank.”
Frank nearly jumped out of his skin and spun around. Not only had the person frightened him while he was concentrating so intensely, but the thought of an intruder inside Electra Base, one of the most well kept secrets in Central City, shocked him off his stool. But that was not the end of the shock. Frank was now staring into the face of…Frank Heflin.
“What…How…Who…?” Frank’s mind scrambled for words, but they weren’t coming.
“Calm down, Frank, it’s just me…or should I say…you…”
Frank was frozen in place, stunned beyond comprehension. The man was his exact duplicate.
“I suppose I owe you an explanation, right?”
Frank nodded, mouth agape.
“I’m from the future. Now before you wonder why I’m not older, let me tell you right now that I am a clone of you.”
Frank was finally able to utter a couple of words. “A clone?”
“Yes, an exact genetic copy of you, derived from your DNA. Right now I’ve developed into the person you are at your exact age right now. But believe it or not, I’m not as old as you in terms of years. In my time, the growth rate can be accelerated from my initial cellular creation. I’m about five of your years.”
Frank shook his head, trying to get his head around this concept. “This is impossible. You say you’re from the future?”
“Yes. Quantum computers are now built from single molecules. In my time, any moment of the past can be actualized and I have used such a device to actualize myself here and now.”
“My God. This is fantastic…unbelievable. Tell me more.”
“Technology in my time would almost be beyond your comprehension, Frank. Suffice to say that everything in this room would seem like tinker toys in comparison.”
Frank tensed up at that statement. He prided himself on keeping up to date with all the latest technology, devouring scientific and technological books, manuals and magazine articles and putting his clever mind to use in developing more and more ideas. His proudest accomplishment was creating a supercomputer that would fit into a single large room. No one, not even the most prestigious universities in the world, had a computer so powerful and compact.
Frank tentatively asked his double, “What year are you from?”
“Well, we don’t go by years any more, but if we did, it would be the year 2098.”
For a moment, Frank assumed he was telling the truth. “What are you doing here?”
“Well. It all began after I was created and became self aware of who my originator was, which was you. Then it was a simple matter of accessing your life plate.”
“Life plate?”
“Yes. It’s a glass chip about one square centimeter in size. It contains everything about you. Your entire history and family tree is on it. Basically, your whole life, including every single memory you’ve ever had, until you died.”
Frank slumped on the stool and sighed deeply. “This is too much to comprehend.”
“I know. And soon you won’t have to worry about it.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“What that means is I’m very intrigued by your roommates.”
Frank didn’t like the implications of that statement. “What? You mean Lori and Judy?”
“Yes, two very beautiful and talented women.”
“What about them?”
“I’m going to be very honest with you, Frank. I owe you that much. You see, in my time, there are no women like the women of this era. Women like Lori and Judy, full of life and spirit. In my time, women have become, how shall I put this, very subservient. There are a few rare specimens, but those have been cloned again and again. Over time, well, the final product has been somewhat diluted if I can use such a crass term.”
“Final product? You talk about women as if they’re some kind of commodity.”
“Well put Frank. It’s almost exactly like that. You see, in my time there are two types of women, Gens and AI’s. Gens are biological clones or ‘Gen’-etic duplicates. AI’s are more super sophisticated machines. They’re exactly like real women but more easily programmable for, um, certain behaviors. Not that Gens can't be programmed as well, but you see, eventually they die. Some men prefer Gens. Some prefer AI’s. It’s a simple matter of taste. We trade and barter. There are men of exceptional power who own multiples of each. But every man owns at least one. Now I’m…”
Frank interrupted. “That sounds crazy. Women have no rights?”
His double smiled. “In my time, you would be executed for even thinking that.”
Frank shook his head in disbelief. What insane future was this? Then he noticed the odd look in his clone’s eyes. “So why exactly are you here?”
“As I was about to tell you, Lori and Judy are two females in their purest form, with the added bonus of having alter egos, Electra Woman and Dyna Girl. I decided I wanted to experience first hand what its like to be in the presence of such exceptional women.”
“I don’t think I like the sound of this…”
“You’re fortunate that no one in my era besides me seemed to be very interested in you or your life plate once I was cloned from your DNA. My facilitator seemed mildly interested at first, but in the end he moved on to something else. I became his assistant because I grasped his work so quickly, thanks to your genetics. From there it was a simple matter of time before I discovered all the wonderful new technologies of my time. One of them being quantum leaps. Others I bought along to try out here.”
“Try out what exactly? You still haven’t explained why you’re here.”
“I’m going to take over for you now Frank.”
“What do you mean?” Frank demanded. He started to get more uncomfortable with the clone. He tensed up when the double brought out an object from his pocket and pointed it at Frank.
“You really don’t have to worry about that.”
“No…wait…” Frank stammered. Then he felt an intense disorientation. Within half a second, he blacked out. His last memory was the dizzying sensation that the room was growing larger and larger…
2
Lori and Judy arrived home late that evening, both furious after having to cover a story about Spy Stones, a nightclub entrepreneur and creator of the cities two hottest discos, The Odyssey and The Glitter Dome. As Lori and Judy soon discovered two minutes into the interview, he was also known as a leering loud mouth lecher. While Lori had the unenviable assignment of interviewing Spy, Judy snapped some pictures of the latest innovation in Spy’s discos. Young girls danced in suspended cages wearing nothing but bikinis and Day-Glo body paint, which were enhanced under the soft purple glow of the club’s black lights. When Lori asked Spy if this type of thing exploited young women, he asked the two dauntless reporters if they wanted to try out the body paint and give the dance cages a try so they could decide for themselves.
Repulsed by Spy’s crude suggestion, Lori told him “Thanks, but no thanks, Mr. Stones!” And so Lori had to make do with interviewing some of the dancers and also several patrons, who all seemed to agree that the glowing girls were simply “Groovy!” “Cool!” and “Far out!”
“I could kill Jim for giving us such a demeaning assignment!” Lori fumed as she slumped down on the sofa. She made a mental note that once she got back to the offices of Newsmaker, tomorrow, she was going to give her editor, Jim Foster, a piece of her mind about sending her and Judy on any more stories like this.
“It did seem like the dancers were enjoying themselves,” Judy chimed in.
“That’s because those poor girls have been brainwashed by society’s chauvinistic attitudes and its objectification of women.”
“Hmmm, I never thought of it like that. I guess you’re right.”
“Who’s objectifying women?” Frank asked as he casually strolled into the room.
“Hi, Frank!” Judy chirped curiously at her mentor. It was somewhat of a surprise seeing Frank up here. Usually they couldn’t pry him out of Electra Base with a crowbar.
Lori frowned dejectedly at Frank and told him, “Oh, its just this degrading feature story we were assigned. Nothing really worth talking about.” In fact, she wasn’t comfortable about discussing girls that wore nothing but bikinis and body paint with Frank.
“What are you doing up here?” Judy asked Frank.
“Oh, I just couldn’t wait to give you some interesting news.”
Judy perked up even more. “Really? What is it? I’m Electra-curious!”
“Ta-da!” Frank announced, holding out what appeared to be simple gold bracelets embedded with a single jewel, one in each palm of both hands.
“Um, did I miss something? It’s not my birthday, or Judy’s,” Lori said, arching an eyebrow in wonder.
“No, no, no. These are your new Electra-Comps!” Frank said with eagerness.
“Electra Comps?” Judy exclaimed with wonder. “Are you Electra-serious? They’re so…small.”
Judy was not exaggerating her enthusiasm, Lori thought. Their current Electra-comps, which they wore on their wrists at all times, were large and bulky. Had Frank discovered a way to make them smaller? If he did, she was certainly all for it.
“Um, yes, I’ve discovered a way to make reduce the size of the circuits needed to power them. And I made them more attractive in appearance.”
“I’ll say!” Judy bubbled, already removing her old model Electra-Comp. “Totally far out! Can I put mine on?”
“Absolutely!” Frank said. “And here’s yours Lori. Make sure the fit is right.”
Lori removed her own Electra-Comp and put on the new and improved version. It was far superior to the original and she thought it looked fabulous on her wrist. Plus, it felt light as a feather compared to the bulky box on her wrist before.
“How do they work?”
“Exactly like before. Why don’t you both give them a try?”
Lori and Judy both looked at each other, gauging each other’s reaction. Judy was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning while Lori was simply pleased.
“Well, why not?” Lori said, standing up. She and Judy both stepped over to the hidden compartment behind a sliding wall. Once inside, the wall enclosed them in an alcove lined with strips of Electra-Energy lights. With hands on hips, both women assumed the classic chin lifted pose of the intrepid heroine.
Lori uttered the immortal words “Activate Electra-Change!” and both simultaneously tapped their new Electra-Comps. Lori and Judy’s bodies took on a brilliant glow, followed by a flash of multi-colored light, and within a second, the astounding transformation was complete.
From across the room, Frank looked on with a gleam in his eyes as Electra Woman and Dyna Girl stepped back out of the Electra-Change alcove. It was one thing to see the two vibrant young women in their everyday attire of Nylon pullovers and bell-bottom slacks. But to see them sheathed in leg tights, shiny spandex costume tops, stiff leather boots and gleaming capes, was something to behold. Frank’s heart raced seeing Electra Woman, in all her big blonde-haired glory, posing heroically in her orange-and yellow boots, cape and costume. And there was Dyna Girl with her red and pink coordinated tights and spandex enhanced by the shiny bounce of her ponytails.
“You’re right,” Electra Woman announced. “They work perfectly!”
“Just like before!” Dyna Girl added enthusiastically.
Frank grinned. “Well, I have added a few extra accessories.”
“Oh, like what?” Electra Woman inquired with a raised eyebrow.
Judy was excited. “Yea, tell us! I’m Electra-Interested!”
“Here, let me demonstrate,” Frank said. He brought out an odd-looking glove and slipped it on his left hand. It was a dull black color, with lights on the fingertip pads that glowed blue. Frank lifted his hand up with the fingertips pointing right at Dyna Girl. Judy tilted her head with curiosity, fascinated by the glowing blue lights.
Frank made an intricate gesture with his fingers and then touched the thumb to the forefinger when he was done. Then he watched Dyna Girl for a moment. She was perfectly still, frozen at the exact moment that Frank had finished his glove gesture. Then he walked right up to her while Electra Woman looked on and snapped his fingers an inch from her face. There was no reaction. Not even an instinctive blink of the eyes.
Electra Woman was dumfounded. “Frank, what’s going on?”
“Dyna Girl is in stasis. Frozen like a statue. In this state, every molecule in her body is stopped in time. She could remain like this forever.”
“I don’t understand. What purpose does this serve?”
“Oh, its mainly for convenience.”
“Convenience?”
“Yes, so I can concentrate on one of you at a time.”
Electra Woman was stunned and confused. What does he mean, one at a time? None of this is making much sense. Why would he want to freeze Dyna Girl? Can he do it to me? Suddenly she felt very uncomfortable with this whole scenario. She looked right at Frank, and her woman’s intuition told her that she was staring at a complete and utter stranger. Her hand went instinctively to the new Electra-Comp.
“Don’t bother trying to remove it,” Frank told the bewildered heroine. “Once it’s locked in place, its pretty much there to stay.”
“What?” He was right. Electra Woman couldn’t believe it. Her gloved fingers scraped and peeled at the new Electra-Comp, but it seemed that there was no release catch. When she brought it up for closer inspection, her fears were confirmed. Somehow, the original clasp had disappeared and now the bracelet was one sold oval ring around her forearm. It seemed as if it had even embedded itself into her gauntlet and when she tried to pull her glove off, it only seemed to tighten over her upper wrist.
“What’s the meaning of this, Frank?” Electra Woman demanded as she continued to struggle with the glove and Electra-Comp. She was alarmed now.
“Oh, don’t worry,” Frank said. “You’ll get used to it. In fact you’ll get used to a lot of things very soon.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Why don’t you and I go out on an old fashioned date? I’ve studied about 20th century mating rituals and I find them fascinating.”
“Frank, if you wanted to go out on a date with me, why didn’t you just ask? There’s no need to freeze Judy.”
“I know, but it’s fun!”
“Fun? What’s fun about being frozen?”
“I didn’t say it was fun for Judy. Besides, she doesn’t have any concept of what’s been done to her. Her consciousness is at a standstill as well. When I bring her out of stasis, it will be as if no time had passed at all. So for now, she’ll stay put right here while you and I go out for a night on the town, as you say.”
“I won’t go anywhere with you until you…unfreeze Judy!”
Frank shook his head and muttered to himself. “Hmm. I was afraid of this. I must admit I’m not used to resistance where females are concerned.”
“What?”
“Oh, nothing. Just relax.” Frank brought his glove up and made a series of gestures and finger movements aimed in Electra Woman’s direction. He used the inexplicable powers of his glove to implant a subtle mental suggestion of arousal and desire into Electra Woman’s psyche. He had the power to simply make her fall deeply in love with him, but that was too simple. He preferred watching the change in her personality and attitude towards him. Then he finished the command the same way he did with Dyna Girl.
Lori blinked and furrowed her eyebrows in response to an odd sensation that seemed to creep up her spine and into the base of her skull. One second she was about to demand that Frank bring Judy out of “stasis”. The next she was overcome with an overpowering feeling of pure bliss. She gasped and had to close her eyes to stave off a sudden dizzying arousal. She began taking deep breaths, nostrils flaring, lips parted, while she placed her gloved hands on her stomach as if to try and calm the thrilling sensation. What in the world is going on with me?
Frank watched in amusement as Electra Woman began sighing and moaning, legs pressed together, as her palms began to roam up and over the spandex material covering her torso until they were touching the sides of her breasts. He noticed her nipples were protruding through the sheer material of her costume and there was a sensual smile on her face.
“Oh, my goodness!” Lori exclaimed. Her eyes were open now and locked on Frank… big, hunky, sexy Frank. Her cheeks blushed when she realized where her hands were. She had to resist the terrible urge to keep touching herself inappropriately. She clenched her fists tight and thrust them at her sides. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I’ve never noticed how attractive Frank is. I’d better control myself. He’ll think I’m a floozy!
“So, why don’t we take the Electra-Car?” Frank suggested.
“That sounds great!” Electra Woman replied eagerly with a hint of lust in her eyes. And so the pair headed into the passageway to Electra Base where the Electra Car was housed and waiting. Frank, unfamiliar with 20th century vehicles, even one as futuristic as the Electra Car, suggested that Electra Woman drive. He preferred this opportunity for sightseeing in this strange new world, which was his past.
“So where would you like to go?” Electra Woman asked.
“Take me where there are lots of people…uh, where attractive people get together to meet and have fun.”
“Oh, that’s easy. I know the perfect place. We just did a story on the owner of this club called The Glitter Dome. It’s the latest sensation, a roller disco.”
Frank smiled. “Sounds interesting.”
3
Electra Woman drove Frank into the heart of the city, where the newest and hippest nightclubs were located. Outside the Glitter Dome, hundreds of young people wearing their finest disco attire were lined up and eager to get past the intimidating doorman. When the Electra Car pulled up to valet park, the crowd reacted in awe at seeing Electra Woman step out in her heroine attire, escorted by an older and not so hip looking older dude.
Frank hardly acknowledged most of them, but a few women caught his eye. Especially the ones with the popular feathered hair dos and makeup, decked out in their high heels and shiny mini dresses or hot pants and halter-tops. These 20th century females are exceptional!
The doorman, who usually had a scowl on his face, brightened at the sight of Electra Woman in her flowing blonde locks and statuesque body. But he stiffened at the sight of Frank in his plain slacks, plaid shirt and rumpled sweater.
“He’s with me!” Electra Woman announced when she noticed the doorman’s look of disdain.
The doorman blinked and then immediately unlatched the thick velvet rope to allow Electra Woman and her “date” into the exclusive club. When the doors opened, Frank couldn’t help but flinch at the sudden bombardment of heavy disco beats, flashing lights and the elbow-to-elbow crush of partying patrons.
“Welcome to The Glitter Dome! It’s so cool to see you here,” A perky hostess in a slinky dress greeted them over the ear-splitting din of the crowd and music. She flashed a huge smile at the unlikely couple and said, “Please follow me!”
The hostess promptly led them upstairs to the VIP balcony, where Electra Woman and Frank could sit and watch the crowd in relative privacy. Once seated in a cozy velvet-lined booth, Frank settled in to marvel at the sights and sounds of The Glitter Dome. Down below in the cavernous club was a huge oval area that served as the roller disco floor. It was filled with hundreds of skaters, moving and dancing to the thumping beat of the music. A rail trimmed in neon lights surrounded the oval rink, where hundreds more were lined up, drinking and talking, while behind them along the walls, the bars did a brisk business pumping out colorful exotic drinks.
“Hi, can I get you guys anything?” asked a hot young waitress in a micro miniskirt and a shimmering gold top that revealed tons of tanned cleavage.
“I’ll have a club soda,” Electra Woman announced. No alcohol for a superheroine.
Frank had read of 20th Century drinks that altered the mood and consciousness. He was eager to experiment with the vices of the time. “Bring me the strongest drink you have.”
Electra Woman raised an eyebrow at Frank’s choice of libation. She was stunned. Frank had never before drunk anything stronger than a cola. She had no idea what is going on with him but there was something about the new Frank that turned her on. He wasn’t his usual anxious self. He was more composed and sure of himself. Lori fidgeted in her seat next to him, trying to resist the overpowering urge to pull Frank close and smother him with kisses. But some deep-seated instinct told her this was not the time or the place. After all, she had her pristine image to uphold. Something kept nagging at the back of her mind though, and she couldn’t figure it out. What Lori was unaware of was that there was an awareness of Judy’s current predicament that was being suppressed into the recesses of her memory. Frank didn’t want her being distracted by Dyna Girl’s plight.
After the waitress brought their drinks, Electra Woman asked, “So, what made you want to come out tonight? This isn’t like you.”
Frank smiled. “Oh, I was getting a little stir crazy in the Electra Base. I just felt like getting out for awhile and having a little fun.”
“Well, I for one am glad to hear that. You can’t work all the time.”
Frank took a drink of his cocktail and winced at the strong mixture of alcohol mixed with juices. With only one sip he felt a jolt to his system, which was not used to this type of stimulant. After another sip, Frank was feeling very good. He noticed that many in the crowd down below were looking up and pointing at them excitedly. No doubt they were amazed to see someone like Electra Woman in a happening place like The Glitter Dome.
“This place is amazing! Look at all those people,” Frank marveled. Hey, why don’t you give them a thrill and go down there and join in the fun?”
“What? You mean, go down there and skate?”
“Sure! Why not?”
“Well, I…I don’t know…this isn’t something that I would normally do…I have an image to uphold.”
“Come on, Lori. What will it hurt? They’re dying to get up close and personal. I’m sure they’ve never been so near to someone so incredible.”
Electra Woman blushed. She giggled uncomfortably at the compliment. Whatever was going on with this new Frank, she liked it. She stood up, hands on hips and announced, “You’re right! What harm will it do? I’ll go down there and join the fun…for a little while anyway.
“Just stay out there until I tell you to come back,” Frank said.
“Well, okay, if you say so,” Electra Woman said reluctantly.
Frank smiled and watched the heroine stroll away and head down the private VIP staircase to the first floor. The crowd at the roller skate booth parted like waves to allow her up to the counter, where the attendant happily provided her with a nice pair of gold skates. There was no shortage of young available men to help her lace them on. Soon, the music was blasting and the crowd was going wild as Electra Woman took to the roller disco floor. She had had plenty of practice skating with Judy at the park ever since roller skates had become a hip fad again.
Some smooth chick hound in a curly perm and slick mustache elbowed his way up close to her. His tinted glasses, polyester bellbottoms and a colorful silk shirt opened to reveal a hairy chest and gold chains, repulsed Electra Woman, but he didn’t give her a chance to protest, quickly taking her by the hand for a spin around the roller disco floor.
Frank watched with keen interest for a while, but he was soon distracted by a vision moving around the floor on silver skates. She was the quintessential disco club girl, blonde tresses feathered back and flowing in the breeze, unblemished bronze skin, cute face, dimpled chin, bright blue eyes, and long legs that disappeared up into the tightest and shortest pair of silver hot pants in the crowd. What attracted his attention the most was her incredible breasts, which were practically bursting out of her pink tank top and satin jacket rolled up at the sleeves.
“Incredible,” Frank murmured under his breath as he watched her ignore one pass after another by a multitude of male admirers. It was as if she was in her own little world and no man was worthy of sharing it with her. He quickly made his way down for a closer look and found an empty spot along the rail encircling the rink. When the blonde beauty made a pass, he could not take his eyes off of her.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”
Frank turned to the man standing along the rail next to him. He looked very young, as if he were just out of high school, wearing roller skates, polyester slacks and a loud shirt with huge lapels. His black hair was greasy and flopped across his sweaty forehead. His thick round eyeglasses seemed to fit his head at a crooked angle and his complexion was pockmarked with acne. He was sipping from a straw in his huge fruity drink.
“Yes, she is,” Frank agreed, amused by the young man’s obvious infatuation with the gorgeous young blonde.
“She comes here every Saturday night,” the young man informed him.
“Do you know her?”
“I wish!” Seymour sighed. “All I know is her first name is ‘Summer’.”
“That’s a fitting name. She certainly looks as bright as one.”
The lonely young nodded his head in agreement. Sensing a kindred soul, he turned to Frank and extended a hand, “My name’s Seymour. Seymour Butzman.”
“Frank Heflin. Pleased to meet you, Seymour.”
“My Uncle, Spy Stones, which isn’t his real name by the way; it’s Archibald Butzman. See, he owns this place and I’m his accountant, I keep his books, makes a ton of dough. Otherwise, I would never be allowed in a place like this.”
“Oh? Why not?”
“Did you see that doorman when you came in? Uncle Spy tells him to keep all the dorks out and let all the cool people in. People like her…”
Seymour and Frank each turned their heads in unison to watch Summer float by on her skates again. Frank grinned at Seymour and asked him, “Do you think Summer’s more attractive than say…Electra Woman or Dyna Girl?”
“Aw, heck no, but she’s real close. I saw Electra Woman just a second ago. I can’t believe she’s actually here. No sign of Dyna Girl, though. Jeez, Electra Woman and Dyna Girl are so far out of my league its not even funny. They’re superheroines for cripe’s sake. At least with Summer, there’s a slight chance, if only I could ever get up the courage to talk to her.”
Frank chuckled and they both watched the crowd for a while. Then Frank asked his new acquaintance, “What would you say if I told you that you could have any woman in this room, including Summer?”
“I’d say you were snorting too much powder, man.”
“I’ll make a deal with you. The next time Summer comes by, you smile and wave at her and I guarantee she’ll come over and talk to you.”
Seymour’s eyes brightened behind the thick lenses of his glasses. “Are you serious?”
“Absolutely. What have you got to lose?”
“My dignity, man,” Seymour said.
“Listen, if she doesn’t respond in some way, I’ll introduce you to Electra Woman and Dyna Girl.”
“Electra Woman and Dyna Girl? You know them?”
“Yes. In fact, I escorted Electra Woman here tonight.”
“Wow! Are you kidding me, man?”
“Not at all. Look, here she comes now. Watch this…” Frank waved at Electra Woman as she skated by with the disco dude. Electra Woman waved back and smiled helplessly. Then she mouthed the words, “Frank, save me!”
Seymour’s mouth was agape. “Unbelievable! So you know Dyna Girl too? She’s a real dream! To be honest, I’ve really got it bad for Dyna Girl. How did you meet them?”
“It’s a long story, and I promise to tell it to you if you give my suggestion a try.”
“To meet Dyna Girl…and Electra Woman? I’d do anything! I’ve got a real thing for women in spandex and capes. All right, Mr. Heflin, you got yourself a bet! But only if you promise to introduce me to Dyna Girl, too!”
“You got it, hotshot! Now get out there and show Summer whose boss,” Frank exclaimed with a hearty laugh. Then he grabbed Seymour by the shoulders and shoved him out onto the roller rink just as the blonde was making her way around again.
Seymour’s skates skittered and stuttered. He fought to keep his balance and then went sprawling across the floor when another skater brushed past him. The blonde skidded to a nimble stop to avoid running over him. At that exact moment Frank, gestured with his glove in the girl’s direction. He watched as the look of disgust on her face from having her way blocked by the nebbish on the floor slowly faded. It was soon replaced by a look that turned from curiosity, to delight and amusement to finally one that could only be described as restrained arousal. Her eyes were fixed only on Seymour by the time he recovered enough from his fall to scramble to his hands and knees.
“Hi, there! Do you need a hand?” came the sweetest voice
Seymour had ever heard. Stunned, he looked right up into the gorgeous face of Summer. His acne pocked face turned a three shades of red. He gulped twice before he could even get out the words, “Um, sure, if you don’t mind!”
The blonde flashed him a winsome smile and took his hand to help him up. Once back on his skates and wavering to regain his balance, he noticed how soft and warm her hands were. And that she was almost a foot taller than he was.
“Hey, I haven’t seen you here before! What’s your name?”
Seymour’s mouth was open. Of course she hadn’t seen him before. He doubted if she ever noticed him once in the past fifty Saturday nights. But she was actually talking to him now. And she was asking what his name was!
“S-Seymour,” he stuttered nervously, adjusting his glasses. “Seymour…Butzman.”
“Seymour! Hmmm, that’s cute. I’m, Summer! Summer Darlington.”
“That’s a b-beautiful name,” Seymour gasped. He glanced over at Frank in disbelief. Frank winked back at him and gave him the thumbs up.
“Oh, that’s so sweet! Thank you!” Summer giggled. “Is that your friend over there?”
“Um, yeah, that’s Mr. Heflin. He’s good friends with Electra Woman and Dyna Girl!”
Summer perked up. “Really? Oh, wow, I think they’re really pretty.”
Suddenly it dawned on Seymour that maybe the reason Summer showed absolutely no interest in men was that she was possibly more interested in women. The thought disappointed and thrilled him at the same time.
“Well, Frank promised he would introduce me to them. Maybe he’ll introduce you too!”
“Oh, that would be so cool! Would you please ask him?”
“Sure, come on!” Seymour gushed. Even if Summer preferred girls, he was content just to be in her presence. They skated over to where Frank stood.
“Mr. Heflin, this is Summer Darlington. Summer, this is Mr. Frank Heflin.”
“How do you do?” Frank greeted her with a smile.
“I’m really fantastic, Mr. Heflin! It’s a real pleasure to meet you!”
“Mr. Heflin, I mentioned to Summer that, um, you and Electra Woman and Dyna Girl were, um, good friends, and, um…”
Frank smiled. “Yes, that’s correct.”
“Oh, my gosh! I saw Electra Woman here and I was going to introduce myself, but I was just to shy. Could you introduce me to her?” Summer gasped. She looked like she was about to explode with excitement.
“Sure, why not?” Frank smiled. “Dyna Girl is not here with me tonight, but here comes Electra Woman now.”
Frank waved at the heroine, who looked extremely relieved to finally have permission to escape from the clutches of the disco dude. She was flustered from hearing him feed her every line of seduction in the book. All she wanted to do was get away from him and back to Frank. When the slick dude tried to keep her from skating away, Electra Woman grabbed his wrist, gave it a twist and sent him on his way, speeding out of control until he crashed and flipped over the rail on the opposite side of the rink.
Once Electra Woman was back at Frank’s side, he took a moment to introduce her to Seymour and Summer, who were equally thrilled to meet the stunning superheroine. “Wow! It’s so exciting to meet you!” Summer gushed, lighting up the room with a 100-watt smile and a cute fit of giggling.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Summer,” Electra Woman said. Inside there was a creeping feeling that Lori could not explain. This young girl was so attractive and captivating. She didn’t realize that Frank was manipulating her emotions and desires with his glove behind her back. She was overpowered by a sudden and very intense attraction to the young blonde. Lori blushed and edged closer to Frank to fend off these odd feelings. What is going on with me? I can’t be attracted to…a woman…no matter how young and cute she is!
Electra Woman’s thoughts were suddenly distracted by Seymour, who took her gloved hand and pumped it enthusiastically. “It’s a real pleasure to meet you, Electra Woman!” the nerdy young man blubbered with awe. He seemed to be overloaded with spasms of excitement and he looked like he was on the verge of hyperventilating. Behind his thick glasses, his eyes were bouncing around like pinballs. His adrenaline and hormones were churning a mile a minute inside his gangly body.
When all the formal introductions were made, Frank suggested that Seymour and Summer follow him and Electra Woman to meet Dyna Girl as well. Since Seymour didn’t own a vehicle, Summer volunteered to drive him in her convertible sports car, which thrilled him to no end. After they were instructed to follow Frank and Electra Woman in the Electra Car, they sped away into the night while the crowd outside the Glitter Dome that were still waiting to get into the exclusive club, watched with mouths agape.
4
Back at Lori and Judy’s apartment, Dyna Girl was still frozen in exactly the same spot as when they left her earlier that evening. As soon as Frank opened the front door, he gestured at Dyna Girl with his glove and released her from stasis. With a few more subtle gestures, Judy’s mind was programmed so that seeing Frank and Electra Woman with two new guests would be the most natural thing in the world. With her back to the door, she spun around; pony tails bouncing, hands on hips and bubbling with excitement.
“Hey! You’re back!” Dyna Girl flashed a dimple cheeked smile in greeting.
Seymour’s knees almost buckled being in the sudden presence of the object of his affection. The subject of all his secret fantasies and desires was standing only a few feet away from him and he was speechless.
Dyna Girl sauntered up to Seymour, eyebrow arched with intrigue at seeing this spectacled young man and his gorgeous blonde escort. “Hi, who are you guys?”
Seymour gulped, and before he could even begin to stutter a response, Summer slipped closer to him with a hint of possessiveness and informed Dyna Girl in no uncertain terms, “I’m Summer Darlington and this is my boyfriend, Seymour Butzman.”
Seymour gasped, eyes wide, mouth open in stunned surprise at Summer’s introduction. Boyfriend! What in the world? I just met her! But there was no doubt about Summer’s feelings for Seymour when she made it abundantly clear with her body language that Seymour was hers and Dyna Girl better keep her gloves off of him.
Meanwhile, Frank was standing back and watching it all with amusement. This was more fun than he ever hoped for. And the evening was only beginning.
"Well, now that everyone has met, I think it's time for some real fun."
"What did you have in mind, Mr. Heflin?"
"Well, Seymour, as you can see, we are in the presence of three beautiful women. Two amazing superheroines and one exceptional young blonde. What exactly would you like to do Seymour?"
"Well, um, I'm not exactly sure, Mr. Heflin," Seymour laughed nervously. "To be honest, I've never been in a situation like this."
Frank's clone knew exactly what was going through Seymour's mind. He could see it in the way he was ogling Dyna Girl. With his glove he put Electra Woman, Dyna Girl and Summer in stasis. Then he turned his attention to Seymour to see the confused reaction in his face.
"Woah! What's going on? They...they're not moving."
"That's right. They are in stasis."
"Sta-what?"
"Frozen like statues."
"How the heck did you do that?"
"With this device," Frank said. He held up his glove with the lighted fingertips so Seymour could get a good look at it.
"Your glove did that? How?"
"Let me explain a few things first, Seymour. This will be difficult for you to believe, but it's true. I am from the future. I've come back in time to your era and I've brought this future technology with me. With it I can do just about anything I wish to a person."
"You're right, man, I don't believe it."
"Even though you see it happening right before your eyes? What more could I do to persuade you?"
"I...I don't know. What else can your glove do besides freeze people?"
"I can use it to alter their sensibilities, their emotions, their passions, even their personalities. And a few other things."
The possibilities were astounding. Seymour looked at Dyna Girl up close. She was completely still, like a photograph, not even one strand of hair moving.
"Is that how you made Summer notice me?"
"Yes."
There was a moment of bitterness within Seymour. It was nice to believe she had noticed him because of himself, but then other thoughts crept into his fevered brain.
"Hey, could you make Dyna Girl...like me?"
"Oh, not only that, I could make her desire you more than anything else in the world. I could make her bow to your every whim, follow your every command."
A strange expression crept across Seymour's face. He turned to Frank and grinned maniacally. "Prove it!"
"What exactly would you like me to do?"
Seymour's heart was beating a mile a minute. "I know this sounds crazy, but, could you make her think she's like...my girlfriend?"
"You mean like I did with Summer?"
"Oh.... yeah." Seymour's face fell. It seemed like Summer was already infatuated with him. She was beautiful and everything, but she was no Dyna Girl.
"Well, maybe you can make Summer not like me and make Dyna Girl like me instead. Wait, geez, I don't even know if I believe any of this. This is nuts!"
"If its what you want Seymour, I'll do it, just to prove it to you."
Seymour looked at Frank with utter amazement and confusion. Was this really happening?
"All right. I'll believe you if you make Dyna Girl my girlfriend and-- can you also make her want to have sex with me?" Seymour blurted out, his cheeks flushing bright red.
Frank's double smiled. Yes, it looked like he had chosen well. Seymour was perfect for his plan. "Are you sure that's what you really want..."
Seymour looked at Dyna Girl's face and studied every inch of her cute nose, unblemished dimpled cheeks, and soft brown eyes. The thought of getting her in the sack and banging the daylights out of her made his crotch stir. He turned to Frank and grinned, "Yeah, that's what I really want."
"Then your wish is my command," Frank said, and gestured at Dyna Girl with his glove. He accessed the emotional centers of her brain that controlled the spunky teen's deepest desires and there he implanted the single image of one Seymour Butzman.
When Dyna Girl came out of stasis, she was standing face to face with Seymour and her eyes almost literally lit up. It was as if she hadn't seen him in ages and she was overcome with happiness to see him. Immediately she threw herself at him. She embraced him in a tight hug and kissed him passionately. "Seymour! Oh, baby, I missed you so much!"
"Um, me too!" Seymour said, glancing at Frank with his eyes wide with delight.
It was as if no one else was in the room except Dyna Girl and Seymour. She looked at him adoringly and planted another long sensuous kiss on his mouth. When she finally came up for air, her eyes were full of wanton desire; she couldn't take them off of his.
"Hey, why don't we go to my room and…um...fool around?" Dyna Girl purred. Her libido had been cranked up several notches and all she could think about was having sex with the bespectacled, floppy haired, acne pocked young man standing before her. Normally she would never go for a guy like this, but something about Seymour Butzman was so adorable. She just wanted to wrap her legs around him and ride him like wild stallion.
"Uh, sure!" Seymour gasped and off the two went, disappearing down the hall and into Judy's bedroom, into which no man or boy had ever ventured before.
5
Frank Heflin's clone grinned with pride. He knew Seymour was in for the ride of his life with all the unique sexual acts he had programmed into Dyna Girl's impressionable psyche. And now it was his turn. Here before him were two incredible specimens of womanhood. Electra Woman and Summer Darlington. Electra Woman in her spandex, boots and cape, Summer in her silver short shorts and satin jacket and golden blonde waves feathered away from her sexy face. He decided to save the best for last, so he released Summer from her frozen state first and then used his glove to manipulate her mind. He found her extremely susceptible to his commands and could have easily turned her into a mindless, sex-crazed bimbo, but what was the fun in that?
Summer blinked a few times and stood before Frank, somewhat bewildered. "Where's Seymour?"
"Oh, he's enjoying some quality time with Dyna Girl."
"What? Dyna Girl? What's he doing with her instead of me?"
"Oh, you know how us men are. We just can't keep it in our pants. Especially when someone younger and cuter comes along."
Summer gasped. What does he mean by that? No one is younger and cuter than me! Sure Dyna Girl's a superheroine, but other than that, what does she have that I don't?
"That two timer! I knew that slut was after him! Ooh! I'm so mad I could..."
"Well, now that Seymour's unavailable, perhaps you'd be better off with someone with a little more maturity and experience."
Summer rolled her eyes. Yeah right, you old geezer, not in a million years and not if you were the last man alive. "Well, you let me know if you find someone like that, Pops," Summer laughed.
"Well, what about me?"
"Ha! You're joking right? No offense, but you're old enough to be my father...maybe even my grandfather. Look, I can have any young stud in this city. Why would I settle for an over the hill dude like you?"
"Because I can fulfill your every sexual desire."
"In your dreams!"
"Let me ask you this, when was the last time a man made you orgasm?"
"First of all, that's none of your business, and second of all, this whole conversation is totally inappropriate."
"Do you have some sort of sexual hang up, Miss Darlington?"
Summer blanched. In fact, she was still a virgin. The truth of the matter was that she was so beautiful that she intimidated most men, and the ones brave enough to approach her were never to Summer's high standards. This old guy was getting on her nerves. It was time to set him straight.
"No, I don't have any sexual hang-ups. But even if for one brief moment I went insane and decided to have sex with a senior citizen like you, you probably couldn't get it up anyway. And if by some miracle you could muster some semblance of a hard on, there's no way you could keep up with me old man."
"Hmmm, so full of youthful confidence. Why don't we make a bargain? You agree to go to bed with me and I guarantee that I will fulfill your every erotic fantasy, and you will leave here satisfied in every way sexually."
"You're hilarious! Let's assume for a moment that I went along with this crazy notion of yours. If you don't satisfy me, what happens?"
"Name your terms."
"Yuck! I can't even imagine it. But let's just say for a moment I was willing to go along with this ridiculous idea of yours, I would demand a brand new Corvette convertible, a new mink coat, and a ten carat diamond ring with matching earrings, plus a suitcase full of cash. That's all."
"Done."
"Done?"
"Yes. If I don't completely satisfy you in every way, I will give you all those things."
"You're kidding right? You have enough money for all of that?"
"Yes. But I'm so confident of my own sexual prowess that I won't really need it."
"You're cocky old timer. I'm almost tempted to take you up on it just to take your money and rub it in your face."
"Well then what do you have to lose? You'll either be totally and sexually satisfied or extremely rich."
Summer ran it through her mind. Was it worth making geriatric love to this old coot? She did have some major credit card bills to pay off. And damn would she look super hot when she showed up at The Odyssey in a new 'Vette with diamond jewelry flashing under the lights. He probably had a shriveled up pencil dick and even if he did manage to pop, his seed was probably all dried up. She would probably even still qualify to be a virgin.
"All right, Mr. Heflin. I'm game. But if you don't satisfy me, you'd better pay up!"
Frank's double grinned. "Don't fear, Miss Darlington. You're in for the experience of a lifetime."
"All right, where are we going to do this?"
"We'll begin right here, take off your clothes."
"Hmm, you get right to the point don't you? All right, let's get this over with so I can collect my riches. I hope you don't keel over with a heart attack once you get a look at my body," Summer stated arrogantly. She removed her satin jacket, peeled off her undershirt, then tucked her thumbs in her tight shorts and panties and slid them down her long tanned gorgeous legs. Last, she kicked off her high heels. She stood before Frank in all her naked glory, totally oblivious that Frank's glove had removed her everyday common sense that would have prevented her from doing anything remotely like this.
Frank admired Summer's bikini tan lines. Her pubic area, hard butt and ripe breasts were pale in comparison to the rest of her bronzed flesh. His hands were aching to grip her huge melons and squeeze them vigorously. He surreptitiously used his glove to freeze her long enough to do just that. Palming her firm melons, all warm and smooth, jiggling, bouncing and patting them, tweaking her erect nipples, and then groping and fondling them all over again. Then Frank turned his attention to her perfect rear. He was amazed at how tight and firm her butt cheeks were. He gave them a few playful slaps and then gripped them in his fingers and squeezed as hard as he could. All the while Summer was totally oblivious of the crude acts being done to her body while she was frozen.
When Frank's double had acquired a very stiff erection, he unzipped his trousers and removed his cock to let it bob and pulse in the air. He gripped it and slapped it a few times to test the tautness of Summer's ass. He was going to take great pleasure in violating her back there. When he had had his fill of groping her, Frank stuffed his cock back in his pants and then released Summer from stasis.
"Before we begin, there is one more part of this bargain," Frank told her.
"Oh, what's that?"
"I'm used to a certain type of stimulation before I make love to a woman."
"Oh, I get it. I've read about this in Cosmo. You want oral sex first, right?"
"That's right."
Summer rolled her eyes. She had always promised herself that if she ever found the right guy, that was one thing she would never do no matter how much the guy begged for it. It was too icky the thought of putting a man's dick in her mouth. And the thought of sucking off this geezer repulsed her even more, but she convinced herself it was a small price to pay for that spanking new 'Vette and the other riches. Just this once.
"All right, take it out," Summer sighed.
Frank unzipped his pants and took out his cock again. Then he watched as Summer's expression changed at the sight of it. She actually gasped. While the real Frank Heflin was slightly under average size, Frank had used the technology from his time to sculpt for himself the perfect penis in size and girth.
Summer almost couldn't wait to get down on her knees in front of Frank. She didn't know why, but she had the most incredible urge to suck this beautiful perfect dick. She was almost licking her lips and the inside of her mouth was salivating. What's going on here? I've never had the urge to suck a cock before! But this one.... it’s so...so...Yummmm.
"Ummmm!" Summer moaned as she kissed and licked the head of Frank's erection, savoring the taste before wrapping her lips around the bulbous head and swirling her tongue around it. Within seconds she was really going to work on it, engulfing it with her warm salivating mouth, her soft cheeks curving in as her mouth worked like a vacuum while her head bobbed back and forth, all while stroking the base with one hand and fondling and tickling Frank's balls with the other. All those articles about oral sex in Cosmo that fascinated and grossed her out were now coming to good use, and she used every technique she could remember. She took it out of her mouth long enough to tell Frank, "Wow, I never knew sucking cock was so delicious. I want more, more, more! Ummmbbllmm!"
"Yes...yes...that's very good," Frank groaned, gripping Summer's head with both hands and pumping his prick in and out of her mouth. Incredible. No woman in my time can compare to this one.
Frank was lost in the pleasure of Summer's succulent mouth and was about to unload. When he suddenly pulled out Summer moaned in disappointment. "Noooo please let me keep sucking it, Mr. Heflin!"
He told her, "Go to the last bedroom down the hall and get on your back."
"Are we going to make love now?" Summer asked hopefully. She was wetter then she'd ever been in her life.
"Yes, now do what I say. Go get on the bed and spread your legs."
"Yes, Mr. Heflin," Summer said obediently. It was as if she were a totally new woman, completely aroused by Frank's take-charge attitude and eager now to be taken. She couldn't wait to get that big cock between her legs. After she disappeared down the hall into Lori's bedroom, Frank paused a moment by Electra Woman's frozen form and muttered under his breath, "This won't take but a minute, and then I'll be back for you."
Frank went to the bedroom and found Summer panting sexily and lying on her back, legs spread, thighs trembling, and her body arched provocatively and undulating on the sheets. She looked as if she couldn't wait to be fucked. Frank took mere seconds to drop his pants, climb on the bed and mount Summer in one swift thrust. Her pussy was so wet and tight that he gushed immediately with only a few quick strokes.
"Well, so much for satisfying her every desire," Frank chuckled to himself.
"What?" Summer asked.
"Nothing, just lie back, close your eyes, and enjoy the ride," Frank said. "I'm just getting started." Once Summer obeyed and closed her eyes, Frank gestured at her with his glove and Summer's body seemed to be jolted with electricity.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Summer screamed as her body arched up off the bed. She felt what she thought was Frank's thick cock slam up inside her, but it was all due to the effects of the glove, making her mind and body experience extremely sensitive sexual sensations and an arousal so intense that she came almost immediately. Before she could even recover from her first climax, the sensations began to re-stimulate every inch of her tight body. Her nipples, areola, and breasts were on fire, as well as her thighs and pussy. Her feet felt tickled and sucked. Even her asshole was being stimulated by what felt like a wet tongue and her body thrashed on the bed wildly as she appeared to be ravaged by some invisible being.
In between breathless panting, Summer screamed in ecstasy as each orgasm built up and then pounded her senses. "Oh, God, Frank! That is the most... AAAAAAAAAAA... incredible thing I've ever..... UUUUUUUHHH.... felt..... Oh God, I'm.... I’m... Cumming! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUGHH!!!"
6
Frank's evil double pulled up his pants and left Summer to moan and toss wildly on the bed. As he walked down the hall back to the living room, he put his head to Judy's bedroom door and heard loud screams from Judy and heavy groans from Seymour. He could also hear the bedsprings creaking and it sounded like the backboard was about to pound a hole through the wall. He smiled and moved on until he was once again face to face with his ultimate prize, Electra Woman. He took a few minutes to fully take her in, staring close at her beautiful features and her stunning body clad in the shiny costume. He ran his hand over her curves, cupping one breast in his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze and then doing the same with her rear.
"Yes, you are exceptional, Electra Woman," Frank said, giving his living doll a hard slap on the butt. "Now let's see what kind of fun we can have together."
Frank's double released Electra Woman from her frozen state as well as any mental programming he had done on her. As far as she was concerned, she was her total, normal self again. When Electra Woman realized what had just happened, she looked around and then stared right at Frank and told him, "You just froze me, didn't you? Where's Judy?"
"She's entertaining her new friend, Seymour."
"Entertaining him? What do you mean?"
"Never mind Judy. It's time for just you and me now."
"You and me?"
"Yes. Let's have some fun."
"What kind of fun? What are you talking about Frank?"
Frank held up his glove at Electra Woman. Her woman's intuition told her there was something not right about what Frank was about to do. Her first instinct was to defend herself with her Electra Comp, but when she tried to activate it, nothing happened. Frank had long disabled it.
"Lori, I'm shocked at you. How could you try and use your Electra Comp against me? After all I've done for you and Judy?"
Alarmed by Frank's strange attitude, Electra Woman asked, "Frank, what have you done?"
"I'm very hurt by this," Frank said in a mocking tone. "I think some discipline is in order here."
"Discipline? What is going on with you Frank? And why have you disabled my Electra Comp?"
"So I can do this..." Frank announced, and gestured with his glove.
Suddenly, a rush of sound assaulted Electra Woman’s senses and she felt like her body was being dropped from a hundred-story building. The disorienting feeling was a shock to her system and she nearly passed out from the dizziness. She shut her eyes tight until the motion stopped. When she opened them again, she was stunned by what she saw. The entire room had grown ten times its normal size. Frank was a giant, looking down at her and grinning. She gasped and tensed up when he kneeled down and his giant hand reached for her.
"Frank! No!" Electra Woman screamed as Frank grasped her around the torso, his huge thick fingers enclosed her like multiple pythons. Her arms were loose and she began pushing at the fingers tips to pry them off of her, but they held her fast.
"The Incredible Shrinking Electra Woman!" Frank laughed as he raised the heroine off the floor and up into the air so he could study her up close. In his hand, the blonde caped heroine was the same size as a Barbie doll.
"Electra-impossible! I've been miniaturized!" Lori gasped when she realized exactly what had happened to her. The room hadn't grown, she had shrunk! And no matter how hard she tried, she could not escape Frank's grasp. All she could do was strain and kick her legs, trying to arch her body and gain any leverage to break free of the huge fingers.
Shrinking women was one of Frank's double's favorite past times back in his era. He loved to play with the miniature versions of his women. He especially enjoyed when they tried to escape and he would capture them over and over again and devised new ways to keep them trapped. Just for fun he grasped Electra Woman's cape with his thumb and forefinger and held the heroine up by the cape just so he could watch her dangle and kick her legs. He brought her over to the coffee table and set her down. She tried to scramble away, but Frank blocked her with his hand. When she tried to run another way, he tripped her up with a single finger and then pinned her down with his thumb on her back.
"Let me go!" Electra Woman screamed, but Frank could barely hear her. He forgot to activate the tiny amplifier in her new Electra Comp. Once he did, he could hear her pants and gasps just as if she were of normal sized. "Frank! I demand you let me up and return me back to normal!"
"Not before we have a little fun," Frank said in a low voice, which to Electra Woman, sounded as if it were coming from a bullhorn. "Now, wait right here and I'll be back in a minute."
Frank pushed the heroine onto her back and placed a heavy sculpture that was on the coffee table on Electra Woman's cape to pin it to the glass surface of the table. As soon as Frank stepped away, Lori tugged and pulled with all her might, but she couldn't get the cape to come loose. She was about to remove it from her neck when Frank returned. He lifted the sculpture off the cape and carefully moved Electra Woman to the center of the tabletop and forced her into a lying position on her back. Then he used a piece of masking tape to tape her left leg to the tabletop. Immediately Electra Woman began to try and pull loose but the tape held her fast. Frank used three more individual pieces of tape to hold down her other leg and her two arms until she was lying completely flat and spread eagle on the shiny glass tabletop.
"Frank, what are you doing?" Electra Woman demanded. "Stop this now!"
Frank cut a tiny sliver of tape and used to seal Electra Woman's mouth shut.
"MMMFFFF! MMMMMMM!" Electra Woman protested. Her body struggled and arched, but the strong sticky tape held her flat. She was completely at Frank's mercy. She couldn't for the life of her comprehend why Frank was doing this to her. Her only guess was that something or someone had taken over control of his mind.
"How'd you like to see an old friend?" Frank asked.
Lori stared at him in confusion. Then her eyes went wide when the giant Frank set a jar on the table nearby, and inside was...Frank? This whole thing was getting more and more Electra-weird by the minute. The Frank in the jar was banging on the glass and shaking his fist at the giant Frank. Electra Woman could barely hear what he was shouting.
"Let her go you bastard!" came a muffled voice from behind the glass jar.
"MMMMMMPPP!" Electra Woman moaned behind her taped mouth.
The Frank inside the jar turned to her and shouted, "Don't worry, Lori, I'll get us out of this mess. That monster is a clone of me. A copy. I'm the real Frank, believe me. And just in case you don't, I'm the only one who knows about that embarrassing date you had with Ted the stock broker."
Lori's eyes lit up. It was the real Frank. But how in the world did this all happen?
"That's enough information for now, little Frank," the clone said, and used an eyedropper to squirt a few drops of ether into the holes in the lid of the jar. Frank quickly tried to use the lapel of his sweater to cover his mouth and nose, but the effects of the ether were too overpowering and soon Frank stumbled and went limp, crumpling into the bottom of the jar in a heap.
Electra Woman glared at Frank's clone. What an Electra-cruel thing to do! I'm going to make him pay for that!
Once the miniature Frank was out, the Frank clone added another couple of drops to the end of a cotton swab stick and then held it to the face of Electra Woman. She tensed up and tried to hold her breath, but the sweet fumes of the ether baffled her senses until she started to pass out. Frank's clone loved how her eyes went wide and then rolled up into her fluttering lids. Her head nodded sleepily from side to side as he twirled the swab in her face, and then she turned her face to once side and went still.
"Out like a light," Frank smiled. Now, let's take a peek at the goods. The evil clone removed all the tape and sat the miniature heroine up so he could remove her costume top and take look at her breasts. He prodded them with his fingertips and then pushed more of her costume down until her pelvis was revealed. Her little pussy was so cute and he admired how well the carpet matched the drapes. He used his pinky finger to nudge the opening of her pussy, and parted her petals until he saw her pink slit. Inside his trousers, his erection was pulsing and straining to escape.
Frank's clone unzipped his pants and took out his ten-inch member and began massaging it. Then he picked up Electra Woman and sat on the couch, where he laid the half-naked miniature heroine across his thighs. Then he used his hand to rub his cock over her torso, delighting in the tingling sensation of her tiny breast nubs on the bottom of his dick. He lifted Electra Woman up slightly so he could push the smooth tip of the head in her unconscious face. Drops of pre-cum fluid leaked out and he slathered her cheeks with it.
The moistness slowly brought Electra Woman out of her ether-induced slumber, and when she realized what was happening, she grimaced with repulsion of the perverted act that was being done to her and began squirming. But Frank had already seized her in a firm grip and held her fast with his gloved hand while he began masturbating furiously with the other.
Feeling the miniature heroine's body tense up and struggled in his hand drove the perverted Frank over the edge. He shut his eyes tight and let out a long groan as his thick cock began ejaculating in pulsating spurts. The first globs landed on Electra Woman's tiny heaving breasts.
"Ewwwwwwww!" she grunted, desperately trying to twist her body free from this degrading and disgusting act. Another glob hit her right in the face, and she had to shake her head vigorously from side to side to keep from drowning in the sticky mess.
"Aaaaaaaaah!" Frank groaned as he unloaded spurt after spurt all over the miniaturized heroine. When he was finally spent, he humiliated Electra Woman even further by using her little cape to wipe the excess semen off his still pulsating penis.
"So, was that as good for you as it was for me?" Frank inquired, taunting his doll-like captive while he gingerly tucked his throbbing dick back into his pants.
"You're a disgusting, evil person. Once I figure out what you've done, you're going to pay for this, and what you did to the real Frank."
Frank's double chuckled. "You're so sure of yourself now, but soon I'll have you eating out of my hand."
"Never! That will be an Electra-cold day in...that place down below," Lori warned, careful not to lose her composure enough to use a curse word. She was furious and covered with goo but she was still a proud undaunted heroine.
"We'll see about that. First, lets get you back to normal size."
Frank set the half-naked heroine on the floor and gestured with his glove. Once again she was stunned by a dizzying sensation and had to shut her eyes or else she was sure she would have passed out. When the sensations stopped, she blinked her eyes open and the room was back to normal. When she realized her costume was still peeled down to her thighs, she blushed and hurried to pull it back up to cover her privates. Frank's semen, which had nearly covered her entire torso, was now spread out in small stains here and there on her body. I'll shower later. Right now it's time to teach this pervert a lesson, Electra-Comp or no Electra-Comp.
The livid Lori went to fighting mode and advanced on Frank, but before she got two steps, Frank held up his glove again and gestured at Electra Woman. She stopped dead in her tracks and gasped. She felt a sudden overpowering urge to go to the bathroom. There was a pressure in her lower extremities and painful burning sensation in her crotch, and she clutched her privates, feeling as if she were on the verge of wetting herself.
"What's the matter, Electra Woman?"
"I...I...have to go..." She scurried down the hall to the bathroom, scrambled to peel her costume down, plopped down on the toilet and started to pee. She let out a long sigh as the painful pressure on her bladder was relieved. When she was finally done, she wiped daintily, flushed and returned to deal with the evil Frank. There he was, sitting casually on the couch, waiting for her.
"All better?"
Lori stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at his insolent attitude. She was dying to rub that smug look off his face. "I demand you return Frank Heflin to normal this minute!"
"All in good time. But first, you and I need to get to know each other more intimately."
"Are you insane? You sick pervert. I would never do anything like that with the likes of you!"
"Yes, you will. All I have to do is this..." Frank told her, gesturing with his glove. After a minute watching her face contort with struggle, Frank asked, "Now, how do you feel?"
"I...I..." Lori blinked and shook her head. She could sense something strange happening to her. Her body temperature was rising; there was a tingling in her midsection. It was an all too familiar sensation. The same one she got whenever she laid eyes on that cute young package delivery guy at the Newsmaker offices. The same one she got late at night after a hot bath, when she was under the sheets and thoughts of that hunky delivery guy ran through her head. The one she got when her fingers started to reach under her panties and...
"Stop! No! You can't...do this...!"
"Oh, yes I can."
Lori felt her pussy getting moist. Her breathing became shallow, and she felt her face hot and flushed. Oh, heavens, I am so Electra-aroused I can't believe it. As much as I despise this evil Frank, I can't help this feeling...this strong urge to kiss him and make love to him.
"Come here, Electra Woman," Frank commanded, as he stood up.
Lori tried to fight it, but the overwhelming urge to obey was so strong. She had no choice but to do as he commanded. She stood before him, overcome with arousal so deep she was shivering.
"Kiss me," Frank told her.
Lori's body tensed up. Her baser instinct told her to resist, but a stronger urge forced her to acquiesce to Frank's order. She leaned forward and closed her eyes, parted her lips and planted a passionate lip lock on Frank's double.
When they finally broke the kiss, Frank asked Electra Woman, "Do you love me, Electra Woman?"
Lori gulped. She didn't know exactly what this emotion she was experiencing was, but it had to be love. "Yes," she answered breathlessly and kissed him again, longer and deeper.
"But a moment ago, you called me a sick pervert and that you would never do anything like this."
"I...I know...but..." Lori couldn't stop kissing Frank's double.
"So does this mean you've changed your feelings about me?"
"Yes."
"And does this mean you would you do anything for me?"
"Yes," Lori gasped, kissing Frank over and over.
"Get down on your knees," Frank ordered.
"Yes, sir," Electra Woman said. I can't believe I just called him "sir", she thought immediately after she said it. Her complete obedience shocked her, but despite that she felt as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She wanted to do anything to make Frank happy, even though she knew deep down it was wrong.
Frank told her, "Take it out."
Electra Woman quickly complied, unzipping Frank's pants and reaching in to take out his stiffening penis. She gasped at the size and shape of it. It was the most perfect penis she had ever seen. Not that she had ever really seen one, except in biology textbooks. Suddenly she was feeling very excited and her body tingled from head to toe.
Frank could tell she was aroused. He had mastered and fucked so many women from his time that he recognized the expression easily. His cock was hard and ready again, despite already having orgasms with Summer and the miniature Electra Woman. One of the benefits of being from his era was that because of advances in body physics, men could obtain as many as a hundred erections and orgasms a day, each as intense as the last. This was a basic necessity since women were so easily available for man's sexual satisfaction.
Frank gripped his rock hard cock in his fist and told Electra Woman, "I told you I would have you eating out of my hand. Now open wide."
When Frank used his other hand to grab the back of head and pull her forward, Lori couldn't help but open her mouth and eagerly take Frank's dick in her mouth. She put her gloved hands on his thighs and allowed him to fuck her face with thrusts that plunged down her throat and nearly gagged her.
"Oh, yeah! That's nice!" Frank grunted, clenching his fingers into Electra Woman's luxurious blonde hairdo and pumping her mouth furiously while Lori gulped and salivated on it.
"MMMMMFFF, MMMM, GLUMMMMMBBLLMMMMM!"
After plunging her mouth for several minutes, Frank pulled out and slapped his wet cock across Electra Woman's cheeks and lips. Then bounced it on her upturned forehead a few more times for good measure. Her mouth was open, tongue ready, begging for it. Frank was so turned on that he pulled Lori to her feet, bent her over the couch, and peeled down her Spandex tights to reveal her beautiful tight ass. He injected her rear with his meat and started pounding her long and hard with deep piston-like thrusts.
After many hot sweaty minutes, Frank's double was ready to burst. He pulled out and spurted all over Electra Woman's ass and the back of her silk cape. Once he shot the last of his load, he used her cape to wipe off again and left a big wet stain on it. After a hard slap on Lori's tush in appreciation, Frank headed to the kitchen for a drink. All this sex made him thirsty. When he returned, Electra Woman was still prone, bent over the couch, her pussy sopping wet and leaking juice down her creamy thighs, gasping for air.
"You wait right there," he told Electra Woman. "I'm going to see how young Seymour his holding up."
Frank strolled down the hall until he reached Judy's bedroom. He opened the door and peeked in. Seymour was on his back, glasses askew, holding on for dear life while Dyna Girl was mounted on his pelvis, wearing only her boots, gloves and cape, gyrating wildly and plunging her hot pussy up and down on his beef stick. Her body arched backward until she was leaning back on her hands and her pert breasts were pointing straight up. She let out a loud high-pitched squeal as her body tensed up in climax.
"AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
Dyna Girl collapsed on top of Seymour, covered in perspiration and panting heavily. She opened her eyes for a second and saw Frank standing by the door with a smirk on his face.
"Hey!" Judy cried as she hurriedly scrambled to cover her privates with the bed sheets. "Frank, what are you doing there? Get out of here and give us some Electra-privacy!"
She was about to protest further when Frank's double gestured at Dyna Girl and cut her off in mid-sentence by clamping her mouth shut with a simple command that made Judy mute. The glove was the single greatest invention of his time, he thought.
While Judy sat baffled by her sudden inability to speak, Frank turned his attention to Seymour and asked him, "Well, how do you like your new girlfriend."
Seymour, still out of breath himself from the intense fuck session he just experienced, gasped, "Mr. Heflin, she's incredible. She can't get enough of me! But to be honest, it's a little overwhelming. Even though I've never had sex with a girl before and I'm at my sexual peak, I don't know if I can keep up with her. She's wearing my Willie out!"
"Well, there's a simple remedy for that. I can simply make her your sex slave and then she'll have sex with you at your convenience."
"Really?"
"Absolutely. It's a very simple procedure. You can even keep her cuffed and collared if you wish."
"Holy Toledo! Are you serious."
"Yes, but are you sure this is what you want?"
Seymour thought about as he stared at Dyna Girl's nubile young form. The thought of keeping her like a pet piqued his imagination. "Could I make her crawl around on her hands and knees and things like that?"
Frank's double smiled. Seymour was like a kid in a candy store.
"I'll make a deal with you Seymour..."
"Name it. I'll do anything."
"How would you like to have all three of these women at your full disposal? Dyna Girl could be your little sex machine in the bedroom. Electra Woman could be your cook in the kitchen, and sweet young Summer could be your maid in the living room."
Seymour's mouth fell open at the thought. His eyes were dancing behind the thick lenses of his glasses. This was too good to be true. Then he looked at Frank and furrowed his eyebrows. "...And what would I have to do?"
"I want you to go back to college and study physics. I'm going to leave some important knowledge with you to make your future easier. You will be the precursor of the future...my time...setting in motion the society that will ensure man's complete dominance over women."
"Me?"
"Yes you."
Seymour thought of the implications of the decision he was about to make. Two and one half seconds later he exclaimed with a huge grin, "It's a deal! Just tell me what to do!"
"Listen very carefully..."
Epilogue
One month later...
Seymour Butzman was on top of the world. Enrolled at the State College and immersed in all the required courses to obtain his degree in Physics and he didn't even have to worry about studying. Mr. Heflin had implanted all the secrets of the universe in his head. It was laughable what his professor’s thought were leading edge theories on the laws of physics. He was already amazing them with his new groundbreaking ideas.
Recently he'd patented a few inventions that would ensure wealth and power for the rest of his life. He'd also collected and stored a DNA sample from the real Frank Heflin, who had been returned to his normal everyday duties as keeper of Electra Base with any memory of his encounter with his clone erased from his mind. He pretty much kept to himself in the lab of Electra Base, happily creating new crime-fighting devices, blissfully oblivious of what was now happening with Electra Woman and Dyna Girl.
Seymour had decided to be generous with Lori and Judy. During the day he allowed them free to pursue their crime fighting and news reporting careers. After all he had the insatiable Summer to keep him company during the day. But at night and on weekends, Seymour spent every waking hour enjoying all three women to his heart's content.
He loved playing hero and villain games with the Electra-duo. He became Evil Butzman, and Summer was his evil henchwoman. Together they set elaborate traps for Electra Woman and Dyna Girl, which always culminated with extremely intense bondage and sexual torture sessions.
In fact, right now Electra Woman was hog-tied and ball-gagged on the living room coffee table. Summer was sliding a vibrating dildo in and out of the steaming wet slit between her legs, as Electra Woman succumbed to the intense climaxes that shattered her body. Later, Summer would ravage Electra Woman with itching powder and a strap on.
Dyna Girl was cuffed strappado style in the middle of the living room, arms behind her back and suspended toward the ceiling, bent over at the waist with a vibrator strapped between her quivering legs, mouth crammed full with a penis gag, whimpering and squealing from the light strapping that Seymour was tormenting her with.
That evening they would retire to Seymour's elaborate re-furbished bedroom, where they would engage in a foursome on his huge fur-covered waterbed. He loved watching their slick naked bodies slide around on the bed as they licked each other down, hot pussies pressed and pumping against one other, lips and tongues interchanged. What he loved most was when he ordered them to service him and how they fought over the chance to lick and suck his cock. When he was in a particularly kinky mood, he made them oil wrestle for the chance to fuck him.
He couldn't thank the future Frank enough for leaving him with the ability to obtain unending erections and intense, sometimes hour-long climaxes. It was also great how he used that cool glove of his to expand the breast sizes of Lori and Judy before he left. His terrific twosome was now both gifted with huge firm D-cupped size hooters.
It was amazing to think that one day, one of his descendents would be the scientist to create the Frank Heflin clone. The thought boggled his mind, but he was soon distracted from such deep thoughts by Dyna Girl's squealing and Electra Woman's muffled moans.
Life was good.
THE END