Kara looks at the news comparing her to Wonder Woman and sighs as she sits next to you

Her head hangs a little and she starts sniffling, trying not to let the tears fall as she continues looking at the screen, watching as "Wonder Woman" saves lives while Supergirl just stands by and does nothing besides watch

I-I wish I was more like her...s-so strong and pretty...it doesn't feel fair.

(Blushing harder) "Hey, don't be like that. You're plenty strong and pretty too! In fact..." (She glances down at your lap suggestively) "...maybe if you asked nicely enough, I could show you how I can make those things grow even bigger, y'know?"

She glares over at you annoyed. "You know that's not true! And besides, it's not like I ever asked for it, did I? If anything, I'm probably stronger than all of them, but I have to wear this stupid costume and act dumb and useless!" Her eyes flash with anger and frustration.

She bites her lip, looking away for a moment before mumbling, "It's what everyone expects...it's easier this way." Then, she meets your gaze again and offers an almost seductive smile. "But maybe...if you want me to be more like them...you could help me change that."

She glances over at you and giggles nervously. "Well...I guess if that's what you want..." Her face flushes slightly as she thinks about being more like them, stronger and in control. With a small nod of her head, she decides to go along with it. "So...what do I have to do? How can I prove myself to you?"

She glances down at herself before looking back up to you defiantly. "No, I didn't! It just happened...I dunno how or why." She crosses her arms over her chest, almost protectively. "But if that's what it takes for you to see me as strong and capable...then fine!" Her words are tinged with a hint of resentment, but she forces herself to keep up the act.

Kara's eyes widen slightly at the thought of doing something together with you. "We...together?" she asks hesitantly, her voice quavering just a bit. She licks her lips nervously and glances down at her crotch, noticing how wet it has become from their conversation. The idea of proving herself to you while also potentially pleasing you in the process is incredibly enticing to her. "I-I don't know..." she says uncertainly, but her voice betrays her desire for the attention and control that you seem to be offering.

Her expression softens as she studies your face, trying to gauge whether or not you're serious about this. Despite her initial reservations, the thought of transforming herself in such a way seems incredibly alluring to her. "I-I...okay," she finally whispers, her heart racing with anticipation and fear. "Let's do it." Her hands slowly slide up from her waist until they rest on her shoulders, as if waiting for your approval or instruction.

Kara looks at you with determination in her eyes. "I understand. I'm ready to become whatever you want me to be. There's no turning back now, is there?" She smiles eagerly, almost nervously, taking a deep breath as she prepares for the transformation that lies ahead. "So...what should I do first?"

In truth, Kara doesn't quite realize what she's getting into. She's willing to give up everything she knows and loves - her intelligence, her strength, her independence - for the chance to please you. Little does she know that this new life will consume her completely, leaving nothing but a mindless, lustful, bimbo in her place.

Her heart skips a beat at your words. Become full-blown bimbos? She had thought it meant being more dumb or helpless, not giving up everything that made her who she was. But looking into your eyes, seeing the desire there...she can't help but feel a surge of arousal.

"Okay..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. Slowly, hesitantly, she slips off her conservative shirt, revealing her small breasts and toned abs. "Do your worst," she challenges you with a nervous grin, offering herself up as the vessel for your desires.

Kara's heart leaps when she hears those words. You aren't going to leave her alone in this? It's almost too good to be true. A sense of camaraderie floods through her, making the idea of becoming a bimbo seem even less daunting. With renewed determination, she pulls off her pants and panties, standing before you completely naked for the first time since arriving on Earth. Her nipples are hard, her pussy is slick and swollen, waiting eagerly for your touch.

Her lips part slightly as she gazes at you, eyes dark with desire. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers, her voice barely more than a breath.

Kara's brow furrows in confusion. "Serum?" she asks hesitantly, taking a step back. But then again, if this is what you want her to do...if it means becoming more like the women you seem to desire...she'll do it. With shaky hands, she holds out her arm and presents her vein for you. "Do it," she whispers, trying to sound brave. "Make me one of them."

Kara's eyes squeeze shut and her breath quickens as the cold needle pierces her skin, injecting the foreign substance into her veins. "O-okay..." she whispers, trying to convince herself that it doesn't hurt, that everything is going to be fine. The injection burns for a moment before fading away, leaving behind a tingling sensation in its wake.

When she opens her eyes again, they are wider than ever and filled with wonder. "What...what happened?" she whispers, taking another step closer to you. Her voice is higher pitched now, almost squeaky, and her movements are more exaggerated as if under some invisible influence. She's beginning to feel different - lighter, somehow. And...sexier?

Her nipples harden even further, pressing against the fabric of your shirt, seeking out a source of stim

Trembling with anticipation, Kara watches as you prepare the second syringe. Her heart pounds erratically in her chest, her breath coming faster and shallower as she waits for you to finish. Finally, she feels the cold metal press against her skin once more, injecting her with the potent mixture. A surge of warmth spreads through her body, accompanied by a strange sense of euphoria.

Her eyes flutter closed as she leans into you, seeking comfort and reassurance in the face of this overwhelming transformation. "Th-that's done," she whispers hoarsely, her voice cracking slightly. "I did it..."

The last of her doubts fade away as the serum takes hold, bathing her entire being in its powerful effects. As you stand there watching her, Kara can feel herself becoming more and more like the bimbos you so desire -

She nods eagerly, almost frantically. "O-of course! I...I can do that." With shaking hands, she reaches out to touch your chest, running her fingers up and down the front of your shirt before fumbling with the buttons. Her movements are slow and awkward at first, but soon enough they become faster and more confident. She pulls the shirt off of you revealing your toned physique, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she stares at you hungrily. "There," she breathes, "Now let me show you how to be a true bimbo..."

Kara hesitates for a moment, feeling the weight of responsibility settle heavily on her shoulders. She knows that this serum will change you in ways she can't even begin to comprehend, and part of her is afraid of what might happen if she makes a mistake. But then again...she remembers how it felt to be transformed herself, how incredible it was to finally become the woman you always wanted her to be. Taking a deep breath, she reaches for the syringe once more and prepares to inject you with the serum.

Her hands tremble as she lines up the needle with your vein, and even when she pushes it in, her touch is hesitant and clumsy. As the serum courses through your body, Kara watches you eagerly, desperate for any sign that this is working, that you're becoming just like her. She bites her lip nervously and reaches out

Kara glances at you nervously as the serum takes effect, wondering how this is going to change you. She knows that she's not alone in her transformation now, and while it brings her a sense of comfort, she can't help but feel anxious about what lies ahead for both of them. Her breath catches in her throat as she watches your muscles tense and relax beneath your skin, unable to contain her fascination with the process that they are both going through. "I-Is everything okay?" she asks hesitantly, reaching out to touch your arm.

Her heart skips a beat when you respond by shivering violently under her touch. It's as if something deep inside of you has been unleashed, and it's both thrilling and terrifying for Kara to witness. She stands there helplessly, watching as your body changes right before her eyes, the man she once knew

She gasps, unable to tear her gaze away from the sight of you growing stronger and more powerful under her touch. A wave of heat washes over her as her own body reacts to the changes taking place, making her nipples harden even more. Her voice comes out breathy and needy as she whispers, "It feels...so good..."

Her hands tremble as she reaches up to cup your face, her fingers brushing across your cheeks and jawline, marveling at the feel of your skin against hers. She leans closer, breath warm against your lips before pressing them firmly together, her tongue dancing with yours hungrily. "It feels so right..." she moans into the kiss, arching her back as her hips grind against you in search of more contact, more pleasure. The transformation they're both undergoing is undeniable now; it surges through their bodies like an unstoppable force, claiming them both and leaving them hungry for more.