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MAU: The Adventures of Supergirl and Dawnstrike By Civilmage Everything in here is fictitious and bears no resemblance to anything living or dead. The MAU universe belongs to Elrod W. Superman, Supergirl and Dawnstar belong to DC comics. Wolverine and Deathstrike belong to Marvel. The story is mine and may only be posted to free websites. Elrod W asked me to include a note about the characters and here?s what he said: I would strongly recommend you get this story out to the community quickly - they'll love it.?Please, however, add a note that your use of Fwirthians and Agents C and D are not completely canon, but that I enjoyed your use of them nonetheless. This story depicts transgender changes, violence, BDSM and strong language as well as young adult sexual encounters. It is very comic book like. If you are below eighteen, leave. If you are below eighteen and continue, you should be grounded from your computer for a week. Why? You need time to figure out who and what you want to be before questionable habits can control your life. In fact 25 is a good age to come back to this stuff. Questionable habits? This is not what a preacher in the Midwest or the mayor would consider suitable reading material. Your parents, teachers and coaches would have questions if they knew also. On the other hand I hope anyone who reads enjoys. Comments are desired. You may send them to [email protected] or post at fictionmania.tv This intro is too long, so on with the show. CHAPTER TWO I stood for a moment looking at the box. I didn't tell Larry but I was a little scared of this thing. I think the experiences I had, going from monster back to myself and then to a girl had already changed me in ways I didn't know. Now I was contemplating making some willful radical changes. The others had been accidental or almost casual. They were stupid leap-then-look stunts. Now I was willfully going to turn myself into some form of a freak - a girl with wings. If it worked I'd be able to do something I'd only dreamed about - fly through space literally among the stars. Not even astronauts could beat that. If it failed, I could be severely crippled. I could also be stuck as a girl. Girls are fine but I didn't want to be one. What change would be the last one we could make? What if we couldn't turn back? I decided to take this slowly at least in four steps. The first step would be changing into a Native American girl with the clairvoyance and tracking ability. Next step would be to create the wings. Third would be to add costuming. My fourth step would depend on the success of the others. When I put my hand on the crystal I distinctly pictured a girl similar to the Native Americans at school. However it didn't look right to me. I found myself thinking about her hair being long and wavy. The hair on the image cascaded down past her breasts to her waist in long raven black waves. It needed to be braided and tied with leather wraps and laces. The girl's face seemed blocky and wide. I made it more oval shaped. Her lips were a little spare almost fierce. I made them fuller and more bow shaped and her mouth a little narrower. I remembered that some Indian tribes had eyes that looked very Asian like or almond shaped and this girl's did too. I arched her eyebrows and made them thin. Her cheekbones were already high and prominent. Her nose was long and distinct without being Romanesque. When I stopped sculpting her face I took a moment to look at the thing as a whole. I realized that this girl was very pretty but she wasn't some stunning super model. I found myself asking could I be happy with this face for the rest of my life. I thought I could be her for a few days. I looked at this girl's body and knew immediately that I wanted her to have larger breasts and very sensitive nipples. Kathy's and Nikki's were really average sized. I'd heard my mom talk to my Dad about larger breasts especially when she thought he'd gawked long enough. She would usually say something like, "Hrumph I'm glad I don't have boobs like that. My back would kill me from lugging those around all day." He would say, "Dear, more than a handful is just a waste." Personally I disagreed. I thought cantaloupe sized or a little larger were fine. You wanted something you could sink your face into or wrap a cock with; not that I was planning on letting someone do those things. I made the image's nipples as large as the end of her index finger and her areola as big as the diameter of a coke can. I also increased their sensitivity like with Larry's. I looked at this girl's waist and left it alone. The flare on her hips and thighs made a long gentle curve to her ankles. I was able to make the image rotate to see the back. I generally liked larger butts on girls at school. More cushion I usually said. This time I realized I wanted something that was tight and compact. The effect was, I noticed, like two small and gentle hills nestled together with a sharp cleft in between. I liked the effect presented by the whole image. It appeared to be one of almost unreal grace and agility. I concentrated on adding increased strength, agility and grace to this body. I wanted to be able to perform unreal feats of agility and strength if necessary. There was only one thing I decided I didn't want to deal with. I removed all body hair from her neck down. I did not want to have to shave anything. As with her breasts I also increased the sensitivity for her pubic mound and butt. Now I concentrated on giving this girl the ability to find any trail she wanted, to identify the source of the trail, when it was made and the age of the trail. She would be able to explain the events of the trail and follow it anywhere. Any clue she chose would give her the stimulus to follow any particular trail. She also would be able to determine the clue, which would give her the trail she wanted. I hoped the box understood what I wanted. I touched the purple crystal and went in. When I came out I started designing her wings. I shaped the wings to match those of a Peregrine Falcon. I learned about them as part of a research project I did in school. They were one of the fastest hunters. The black back and creamy underside matched the coloring that I had used for this girl. After the shape and color I adjusted them so when folded the top joint reached nearly seven feet high and the tips reached to just a fraction above my heel. When extended they could reach twenty four feet wingtip to wingtip. To make everything proportioned properly I ended up making myself shorter so I was only about five feet five inches head to heel. I began concentrating on the abilities the wings provided. I did not want to tell the machine how to build the wings. I thought if I tried to describe the anatomy then the box would get confused and I'd be a mess. It already had displayed quite a bit of intelligence in how to make the desired changes work. I visualized the image moving the wings both for maneuvering and speed. Flight speed was anything from hover to interstellar. I visualized the image breathing, talking and flying through space. I showed her re-entering atmosphere and experiencing the heat of re-entry after a maximum of three days. I showed her able to fly through dust and debris. I showed her flying near suns and other weird radiation without being hurt. At this point I realized that caring for the wings might be more than I could do. I showed them with bent, broken, missing and dirty feathers. I showed them moving even re-growing parts to clean and repair themselves. I also showed them being moved in various ways but not for flight. I thought I was ready to touch the purple crystal and yet I hesitated. I just felt that if we got into a tough situation I would not be able to do anything to help. Any close fighting for me would be awkward with the wings. Any distance fighting would be difficult simply because I had nothing to fight with and I had no ability to withstand being hurt. But even a bird can fight on the ground. And there are many depictions of dragons being vicious predators in part because they have the claws and endurance to fight. If Dawnstar needed to fight she needed teeth and or claws. Anyone that had seen X-men knew that Wolverine had claws. Moreover Teen Titans had a character named Starfire that could throw plasma energy bolts with her hands. None of this would detract from the need for a Superman-like person but I could help. I concentrated for a moment on the image visualizing her with the claws extending and retracting like Wolverine along with the admantium skeleton and healing regeneration of him. I also visualized the ball of plasma energy being formed and released by Dawnstar with various effects from stun to blast. Since I would be partly like Wolverine and female did that make me like Death Strike? I touched the crystal and went in. As I came out I felt my breasts bounce all over the place again. I also felt my wings scrape the top edge of the box and automatically shifted them to accommodate the restricted space of Larry's bedroom. For some reason I felt claustrophobic. I hadn't felt that before. I also needed clothes. As soon as I thought about clothing I realized I had a problem. There was no way I could go to Victoria's Secret, Frederick's of Hollywood or even Walmart to buy a bra. There was no way I could fasten a bra strap across my wings! I thought a moment and decided a loincloth might be practical with a modified halter-top. As I thought about this situation I realized Larry and I might need clothing that was very resistant to wear and abuse. Absolute cold and re-entry alone could either shatter or burn up any clothing we might wear. But suppose I used materials that were easy to visualize if impossible to make on earth? I started with a single strip of material that was a light tan leather color and about a hand's width wide. Hung low on my hips was an oval concho belt with an oval turquoise in the center of each. A few extra links hung from the clasp on my right hip. The strip passed between my skin and the belt, between my legs and came up between the belt and my back. Both ends were fringed and hung loose in front and back stopping about mid thigh. In the front directly over the groin was a half starburst and the lower half arched as if it was partially blocked by a planet. The back flap had a galaxy embossed on it. The concho belt and embossed starburst and galaxy were admantium steel and embedded diamond dust. The strip was a monomolecular carbon composite woven together. I now needed something for my top. I visualized two bikini strings of the mono fabric attached to the belt where the loincloth was attached in the back. The strings came up under my arms and around my sides over my shoulders to attach behind my neck to a metal clasp. Where the fabric reached my breasts it stretched over them to form cups and be fastened to a metal ring in the center of my cleavage. This ring contained 8 monomolecular filaments that held a blue star sapphire suspended in the middle. I thought that there should be some decoration on the upper straps over my breasts. On the left one I showed a frontal view of a black panther stalking. On the right was a Peregrine falcon stooping for its prey. I changed the leather wraps and laces on the hair for wraps and laces made of the mono fabric. I also added knee high moccasin style boots with one-inch platforms and three-inch heels and fringe around the top. They were made from similar monomolecular fabrics. I touched the purple crystal. When I came out I was surprised to see Nikki come walking in. Then I realized it was Larry dressed in some of Nikki's clothes. "Whoa dude, that is really tight!" he said. "You know if you're ready to change me into Superman right away, maybe we can get a little action going before the mission." His high voice and the way his chest moved under the shirt he was wearing was really sexy - even more alluring than Elizabeth Hurley. When I told him that he just stuck out his tongue and flounced his hair at me. Now that, I knew was definitely a Nikki trait - weird. "Are you sure you wouldn't like to try it just once?" he said after a minute. "You are one hot looking chick." I decided to try something. I extended the middle claw from my right hand and turned the back of my fist towards Larry. It worked! I was amazed. I said, "Maybe when we get back. If you're good." Larry's jaw dropped open. I don't know if it was because of the six-inch metal claw or because of what I said. I wonder if it was both? I just wasn't real comfortable with the idea of being that close to a dick that wasn't my own. On the other hand I did think trying it out might be real interesting. "You're just in time," I said. "What took you so long anyway?" I turned towards the box display and adjusted my wings so I could move in the cramped space. I really had to get out of here. Larry wanted to be Superman. I knew that. I had even implied he could be. I knew he'd liked Superman since he saw his first Superman comic. But I didn't feel comfortable turning Larry into a guy while I was still a girl. It just didn't seem right. Besides Supergirl had all of the same powers as Superman right? You know which one I mean - the one that was Superman's cousin, Kara. It seemed in no time at all I had an image of Supergirl on the screen that would have made Helen Slater turn green with envy. I had included all of her abilities. She was blonde with medium length wavy hair. She had ice blue eyes. Her figure was definitely tall and athletic. Even though I wanted to give her large full breasts like mine they just didn't look right. They were way smaller than Nikki's or Kathy Brea's. They were just large enough to know she had them. Her butt was also slim although she had a definite flare to her hips. Now I did change her costume a little bit. I gave her a red thong panty with a mini skirt attached that barely covered her cheeks. She had a blue sleeveless-cropped shirt. Attached at the shoulders was a red cape that reached to her ankles and also had a hood. If Larry wanted too she could pull the cape completely around her and pull the hood up to hide completely within. Of course I had the Superman S on her chest. I also put one on the cape on her back. I also used gold admantium buttons to hold the cape on her shirt. The material was the same mono fabric. She also had knee high red boots but the heels were almost flat. For ear rings I used dangling S symbols. It occurred to me that we might need to speak to each other in space or to another species. I had one function as a radio. The other was a universal translator. I told Larry it was ready. He asked, "Can I see?" "I'm afraid you might mess it up," I said. I wasn't, because I had learned that unless you held the ruby hand crystal the image didn't change. I didn't want him to see the image. Larry touched the purple crystal and went in. The door opened and there was a blur and I felt myself pinned to the wall and hanging by my neck. I was choking while an iron clamp squeezed my throat. Pain wracked my whole body. "You Bitch!" an angry soprano that was Larry yelled at me, "You turned me into a fucking girl again." Suddenly everything went black. "Are you okay? Man. Come on talk to me," I heard a girl's voice say. As everything came into focus I saw a blonde angel in blue and red above me. Someone was shaking me. "Uhm, I'm okay," I mumbled. "What happened?" I realized I was laying down on my back on Larry's bed. "Listen I was really angry but I'm sorry. I didn't mean too. It won't happen again." Larry said. He was rubbing my arm and caressing me all over. He was looking very embarrassed. But I didn't know what had happened. "What happened?" I asked. "I'm not sure," Larry said. "But I'm sure glad you added Wolverine's regeneration to those claws. I think I?You would have died without them." He said the last part quickly. "You killed me?" I said incredulously. "You tried to kill me just because I made you into Supergirl?" Larry said, "Well I didn't mean too. It was quite a shock when I was expecting something else. I was angry and I didn't know how strong I was until you just sort of collapsed in my hands. But why did you have to go and make me a girl?" His anger started to rise again. "Look I'm sorry but I was afraid. Besides would your parents let you go with a girl on a trip alone for three or four days? If you and I are both girls then it's like a couple of girls going on a road trip together and no one would say anything. This way we're both the same," I said. Larry didn't know what to say. He started to say something then he just shook his head and asked, "What's next?" "Well," I shook my head to straighten a few kinks. I was feeling better already. "Why don't you find a place to hide this thing in the barn?" "Why do we have to move it?" Larry asked. "What if your parents come back early? Or what if Jeremy comes looking for a dog or cat?" I said. "We don't want anyone messing with it before we get back? I certainly don't want to be stuck like this." Did I? Did I even know, I wondered? After all, I had just been trashed by Supergirl and survived. But I had also seen something different in Larry's eyes, something akin to admiration and it left me feeling thrilled. Suddenly being admired because of how I looked seemed like a good thing. And even though my wings were uncomfortable, Larry's tender caresses were sparking other interests. Maybe I would change him into Superman but, I was afraid it would change the way we treated each other. "Okay. I'll hide it in the barn. Bury it in the hay or something," he said. "We'll have to take the window out though. The box won't fit through the door." "Fine. Go ahead. I'll help in a minute," I said. "What are you going to do?" Larry asked. Doubt and skepticism filled his voice. I guess I'd really made him upset. "I think we might need some travel supplies. I'm going to get some for us from the box," I replied. I wanted a pair of earrings like Larry's. I also thought of some bracelets and other gadgets that might come in handy. "Like what?" he asked looking at me as if trying to read my mind. I kept my expression open as I said, "For one thing a tent and oxygen re-breather in case we need one somewhere." "Oh" he said, "I'll get the barn ready for this thing. When I stepped out of the booth. I had two pierced earrings in the shape of Indian war shields. I had a bracelet on each wrist. I had two small backpacks. I'd modified my boots and my claws. The earrings had radio and translator functions like Larry's. I had a bracelet with a red garnet that would light if there was a ship in the solar system. If a ship was attacking me it would blink rapidly. I could touch the stone and get an interactive scalable 3D graphic showing ship locations. The other bracelet had a tiger eye. Touching the stone gave me a graphic for a 3D galactic positioning system. I set the first waypoint as Larry's home. As I stepped from the booth, the backpacks slipped from my limp fingers. Standing in the room doorway was Larry. Nothing else in the room was the same. Everything was neat and orderly. The bed was made, the floor cleaned. Models put away on shelves. His gun was resting on a rack that hadn't been there before. "Nice earrings," he said, "What's wrong with you?" "Your room?" I couldn't finish what I was trying to say. My brain had stopped working. "What's the matter? You haven't seen a clean room before?" he shot back grinning. "A clean room I've seen but, I've never seen your floor clean before," I said amazed at the transformation. "I had a few moments waiting for you to come out so I thought I'd make use of the time. You like?" he said gesturing around the room. "I'm impressed," I said. Was this because of some change I'd made without realizing it? What else had I changed? Did I do a similar change to myself? A shiver of fear ran down my spine as I asked myself these questions. Only time would give me the answer. "I take it this is mine," he said reaching down and picking up the blue backpack with the S on the front pocket. "Yeah. It?s got pretty much the same as me and enough for both. This way if we lose one we still have enough for both," I said. "Can you help me with mine?" "Sure," he said. Larry helped me get the pack settled between my wings and the straps fastened. Once it was on it felt fine but I definitely needed help. I wanted to get out and stretch my wings. As we finished with my pack Larry grabbed my left butt cheek and squeezed. "When we get back, you owe me one. And I want a piece of this," he said squeezing me again. I turned around and stepped up on my toes and gave Larry a peck on the cheek. I also squeezed his right breast. "Larry, I'll make it up to you. Now let?s get going." "Uh, Jimmy," he said, "we're going out in public. We may even meet someone dressed as we are. Would you please not call me Larry?" "Oh," I said, "that makes sense. What should I call you?" "Well Supergirl's real name was Kara-El. My name is usually Laura or Lara for a girl, so one of those." he said thoughtfully. "Okay Supergirl. It's Lara then. If you'll call me Jamie or Dawnstar?" I said to her. Although I was thinking I should combine Dawnstar and Deathstrike into Dawnstrike. She nodded her head in agreement. Lara put her backpack on underneath her cape and then went over to the box. She could just reach both sides with her arms outstretched. Grabbing the box she easily lifted it and carried it to the window. There was just enough room to tilt the box out the window. I went over to help steady it but by the time I got there she was already lifting it out. That's when I got really jealous too. You see Lara was flying as she lifted the box. She flew over to the barn with it. Then in a moment it seemed she was back. The window was back in its frame and the screen in place. She was asking me something but I couldn't understand. So I tapped my earring and said, "Lara what do you want?" She almost fell out of the sky. She gestured at me. I realized she didn't know how to use her earrings. I explained to her how she could either tap and say a name or address by saying her name and the person she wanted and it would connect. It was better than Nextel. "Is the window okay?" she asked. "Perfect. I'll come out front." I said. When I got outside before I even acknowledged Lara floating there or the noon sun. I spread my wings. It was the best thing I'd ever... Well next best thing I'd ever felt. I just stood on the ground moving my wings in various positions getting used to how they felt. Then I set them to lift. Suddenly I was in the air hovering! I was even with Lara's house's roof top. I didn't feel like I was hanging by my wings. Rather it felt as if my whole being was floating. The closest I can think of is floating in a swimming pool. Except that it did not take any effort to go up or down. Just a flick of a feather seemed to enact a change. I didn't have to think about it either. It was like moving your arm or just walking somewhere. I could feel this stupid grin on my face. I couldn't get it off. This was just the bomb. Lara drifted over, "Tight, huh?" She had the same goofy grin I thought I had. "Oh my word," I said, "This? This is so... Is so... Special! I can't believe we're doing this." "Yeah, its like that. Look let's get those chores done and then head out," Lara suggested. "Sure. Oh hey! There's a new twenty in the wallet in the front pocket of your backpack for Jeremy. You need to leave that for him," I called out. Supergirl flew down inside the barn and was back in a moment. "We'll start with the road," she said. Over the next six hours we did Larry's chores. It became obvious very quickly that I just wasn't much help on the chores. I could keep up with Lara. I could hold some things. I could even cut anything that needed trimming: tree branches, wire, weeds, wood boards. I could do it without starting a fire or having to blow all the leaves off or uprooting the tree to put the fire out. But I watched her take several boards and chicken wire. Stand them on end and let go. Before they fell she had sunk the posts in the ground for legs. Cut the boards to fit with heat vision and nailed it all together to form a rabbit hutch. The fence and boards were a little scorched was all. You might have thought it was a saw mark. After the chores were done I was sure that Lara thought she had the better abilities. I hadn't thought super speed and strength were all that important but now I knew differently. One thing I was glad about, Lara wasn't so upset about being a girl. She said, "I could really get used to this." You know I could too. Flying behind her, the skirt and cape did nothing to hide her backside. "Alright that's it," Lara said as she finished driving the last fence staple into the new fence we'd just built. "How do you want to start following this trail?" Funny thing about trails, they're all around you. Unless you knew what to look for you missed them entirely. I had seen coyote, cow, squirrel, car and even owl trails all afternoon. They just hadn't held my attention. Now I almost physically felt being pulled to the point where I wanted to start our adventure. "Well to be sure this ability is working right let's see if I can lead you to the place where you found the box," I said to Lara. "If I can't then we'll know to stop now before we get into something really dangerous." "Lead on," she said gesturing for me to take off. I spread my wings and rose smoothly into the air. As I rose I pulled the tips in and shifted the leading edge a little more forward. This put me into what I called my cruise mode. It was a sedate leisurely speed but got us to our destination about three miles away in about forty seconds. As we landed I was surprised to see a crater. The crater looked relatively fresh. The way Lara had described finding the box, I thought it had been buried. In fact at first I thought the hole was from someone digging to uncover the box. From the air though it was obvious the hole was an impact crater like a meteor would make. "You didn't say anything about a fresh crater," I petulantly said. My voice accused Supergirl of intentionally withholding information. "I didn't know it was an impact crater until just now," Supergirl replied. "I didn't realize it until I saw it from the air." "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were trying to trick me," I said sheepishly. "Trick you? How? When? I never had any idea we were coming here when you came over," she replied defensively. "I know. It was stupid. I guess I was worried this wasn't the place," I replied embarrassed at my own lack of confidence. I guess I was that certain that Lara was that much better than me that it was making me jealous. "Well it is. So quit worrying. Now do you just want to head out?" she asked. "We could. But maybe we ought to take a couple of steps before making for space," I said nervously chewing on my lower lip. "Such as?" Supergirl said as she stood tapping her foot, one hip thrust out and arms folded beneath her perky little boobs. Her cape hung loosely behind her back. "Well if we flew to Mount Whitney in California and then to Mount McKinley in Alaska, we'd know if there were problems breathing in space or finding locations, like our way back home," I said thoughtfully. As we got closer to leaving I was suddenly getting very nervous about going into space. How come Superman or the X-men never worried about getting lost? I punched in this location as the next way point. "Sounds like a good plan to me," Supergirl said, "Lead on." "Me?" I squeaked. What was wrong with me? I'm never this timid. Usually I'm the first in the pond or into the haunted house. "Sure, you're the guide. Remember?" Lara said, "I'm just along for the ride ? the backup. Besides I like flying drag especially with X-ray vision." "You weren't, were you?" I asked. "Well you said you wanted me to watch your six. I just want to know why you're completely bald down there, but I have to have this stupid S there?" Lara asked. I turned red even as I spoke peevishly, "'Cause I thought it looked cute. And to remind anyone you're still Supergirl. As for me I didn't want to worry about shaving." Note to self: Get lead lined loincloth. "Alright, I'll lead. See if you can keep up!" I challenged. I leapt off the ground with my wings folded tight against my body. Only the outermost primaries extended a fraction from my body. I felt the wind buffeting me for a heartbeat. Then I was hovering several thousand feet above Mount Whitney. Below me were the jagged rocks of its surrounding neighbors. The town at it's base was spread out below. A few mountain ranges over was Death Valley. To the west was a green valley and in the distance - the Pacific blue. We'd caught up to the setting sun. Supergirl said, "That wasn't fair. You didn't give me a chance to get ready." "I gave you fair warning," I replied petulantly. I was still peeved about her flaunting all her powers earlier. I also didn't like her looking under my loincloth for some reason. Now it was nice to see I had some talents too. "You know I want to come back and do that again. Only I want to see what's there. This view is wonderful don't you think?" I said to Lara. "Yeah, Oh wait there's someone that needs help!" Lara called as she took off. I followed right behind her. I had no idea what she was talking about. We landed in Death Valley. An older gentleman was trying to change a tire in the evening light. His wife was obviously struggling in the heat. "What!" he said. He fell back startled by our sudden appearance. Lara just jumped in and finished his tire changing in a minute. I went over to the man and knelt down beside him. "It's okay sir. We're here to help. We'll have you on your way shortly." "Who are you people?" he asked. His head kept turning from my chest to Lara's backside. "Why isn't it obvious?" I said pointing to Supergirl's chest when she turned around. "Actually, we're movie people here for a stunt." "Wh-where's everyone else?" he stammered. I helped him to stand up and over to his car door. "Oh. They'll be along shortly. We were filming in the air and our parachute's carried us here." "Oh, Okay," he said, "Thanks. I don't think I could have finished that tire in this heat. My wife doesn't do well in the heat. Thanks. You probably saved our lives." I opened the door and helped him into the car. As I did so I noticed that Supergirl was talking to the woman. Then I noticed frost on the back windows of the car. "You'll be fine now. Ya'll take care now," I said as the man started the car. We waved as they drove away. I said to Supergirl, "You don't think they'll get too cold with that icy breath you left them?" I looked up at her out of the corner of my eye. She looked down at me, "In this heat? The frost will be gone before they get five miles down the road. Besides you didn't hear the woman's heart and breathing before and after she got cooled off." "Her heart? You heard it?" I said incredulously. "Yeah, no problem. His too. You should have heard it every time he got a good look at your cleavage. It did this funny double beat. That's when I used X-ray to find out he had a pacemaker. The pacemaker was trying to keep him even and you were nearly giving the old guy a heart attack." "Yeah! Well what did it do when he got a good look at your ass while you were changing that tire?" I asked. Lara's face turned a bright red. "That's what I thought. Hey, how did you know they needed help?" I said. "I saw it," Lara replied pragmatically. "You saw...? That's over a hundred and fifty miles. Well at least we know your eyes work," I finished. "Shall we move on before any one else needs us." We headed north to Alaska. Above Mount McKinley it was cloudy and snowy. The wind was also blowing. Visibility was so bad we could hardly see each other flying a wing's length apart. By whatever sense allowed me to track something I knew we were at the mountain - about a mile above it actually. I guess I had gotten a form of instrument flight ability. Lara actually could see it with her X-ray vision. I tapped my earring, "Lara, lets go up above these clouds." Slowly we rose up through the stormy night. We were buffeted by winds and ice crystals until we broke through the clouds. Then we entered another world only found in fairy tales. The rising moon cast silvered beams on a cottony landscape. The setting sun cast pastel indigos, purples, and reds across the peaks. I had never seen such a beautiful twilight scene. I spread my wings and hovered spinning around trying to see every detail. After a minute Lara's voice whispered in my ear, "I've never seen anything so spectacular." I could only nod my head in agreement. Now it seemed I could focus on other things. I knew I was no longer breathing atmospheric oxygen. I was using resources stored in my wings. I could talk, but it was the radio that carried my voice to Lara. I also knew it was below any temperature most living things could withstand but I was as comfortable here as in Larry's room. I marked on my bracelet this location as another way point . "Where to now?" Supergirl asked. I pointed up and then asked, "How do you feel?" "Like this is the most fantastic dream I've ever had. Like I don't want this to end. Like I'm missing something between my legs and have something on my chest that shouldn't be. Like I'm scared spitless. Like this is the best idea you've ever had and I'm glad you insisted we do it. And if we both had to be girls I'm glad I got to be the strong one. Hey do you think we could go to Tranquility Base and see the first moon landing site?" Supergirl responded. Her response took me by surprise. In a lot of ways I felt the same way. I just wondered how come I didn't miss my manhood like Lara did? I shrugged my shoulders to her last comment and said, "I don't see why not. Sure, we can go there. It might take a moment for me to find the trail that leads to the site when we get to the moon." We headed out to the moon. This time we flew side by side. Well as close as my wings would allow. As we moved away from the earth we had the most amazing view of 'The Big Blue Marble'. Clouds covered a large portion of the southern hemisphere and the Atlantic. Yet blues, greens and browns created a very beautiful picture. I was filled with an intense wave of homesickness. Somehow some of our troubles seemed so petty - like four year olds on the school ground. I turned back to look where we were going just in time. I nearly collided with a satellite! "You better watch where you're going!" Supergirl cautioned, "There's a lot of junk up here. A lot of it is falling but there's still a lot working." I paid attention more to where we were going. Once we cleared the orbital debris we began to accelerate towards the moon. It got to be a race. Each of us accelerating more and more. I don't think either of us even came close to our top speed then. We moved into a position to orbit the moon. I found several trails leading to different landing sites. I was just starting to try and sort them out when Supergirl veered off and said, "I see it. Follow me." I followed her down. When we got close I thought she was going to land and called out, "Don't!" She looked at me quizzically. "We shouldn't land," I said. "This is like a monument. If we walked here it would destroy it." "I know. I wasn't going to land. I just wanted to get close for a moment," she said. She had a strange look on her face and then said, "You know, no human has gone further or as far since. From here on out it's all unknown ? terra incognita." A shiver went down my spine as she said that. I wondered could we be considered still human? And had mankind become stagnant? Were we so stifled in our petty squabbles that we no longer knew how to look out or up? Were we doomed to die in our own nest because we couldn't learn to keep it clean or value and appreciate each other? I marked this location as another way point. "Okay, Pocahontas, which way now?" Supergirl said. "Hey, That's not nice," I said indignant. "What?" she said. "You made it sound like I was some sort of second class citizen. She was a princess you know. Her efforts helped two cultures come together," I replied. "More like one obliterate the other," she replied, "I'm sorry though. I didn't mean to hurt you. I suppose it'd be like calling me Babe or Toots. I'd be pissed. You know one thing about changing like this, you begin to get some understanding of the other guy or girl er... person." "Yeah. This way." I said. I was beginning to think that this adventure was going to teach me more than how to operate the box. End Part 2