>>96497>>96498Though in this case, Wonder Woman thought with a silent grunt of effort on her part as she began to squirm about. Perhaps Wonder Blimp isn’t a completely inaccurate name, either. She did indirectly feel like a blimp, even if it was her suit that was so round and not her own warrior’s figure! Her arms and legs were, in theory, free but the suit had stretched out so much and compressed so much of her hands and legs that Wonder Woman felt essentially bound at the wrists and ankles.
As suddenly as her thrashing had started, it stopped. Wonder Woman closed her eyes and was silent.
She had lived for over two thousand and five hundred years and in all of that time, she had never quite gone through something like this. It was embarrassing to the extreme, it was humiliating! It was… somewhat funny, Diana had to admit.
She leaned her body from one side to the other but though her suit’s interior was mostly hollow save for the strange gas that had somehow leaked inside and her own feminine figure, Wonder Woman had to admit that even a woman of her many talents and abilities beyond that of mortal men, was having no real luck in moving one way or the other. There was a subtle squeak, a rubbery, hollow echo as she began shifting about in force with more and more of the same superhuman strength that had once bent bars and lifted even the burliest of men off their feet with ease. For a brief moment, Wonder Woman wished she had a sword before realizing the foolishness of bring a sword to a submerged adventure. Plus, in her current state she wouldn’t be able to wield the weapon regardless and Wonder Woman knew it.
She gave a few more awkward thrashes before she relaxed her shoulders and her mighty centuries honed muscles.
As much as I hated to admit it, Wonder Woman thought with an annoyed pout. For all of my superhuman abilities, I am stuck as a big helpless blue balloon at sea.
Wonder Woman sighed. “There’s a great irony here, somehow, but I just can’t put my finger on it.” She relaxed her body a bit as her head sunk just slightly more into the suit and she closed her eyes.
“I suppose I might as well get comfortable. All things considered, at least something like this never happened in the War. Who knows what Steve would have had to say about me then.”
“Wonder Woman?”
Wonder Woman’s eyes snapped open. Sure enough, riding up to her in an electric boat, was the son of Steve Trevor, Jr.
“Is that you?”
“It… is.” Wonder Woman admitted as her face started to turn red from more than just the open sun.
“You look… different.” Jr. suddenly snapped his fingers. “You look like that one girl, from that movie about the candy factory.”
Wonder Woman mentally groaned. She had found that movie bizarre and grotesque. Thinking about it, however, she did have to admit she did look like the poor girl that had become a human blueberry. Minus the actual blueberry part.
“I hadn’t noticed, Steve.” It still felt strange to Wonder Woman, calling another man by that name. Not for the first time, she wondered what the original Steve Trevor had been thinking when he had named his son after himself.
“Do you need a ride back to the shore? I’m sure IRAC back at can figure some way to get you back to normal.”
Wonder Woman let out a small sigh, accepting Steve’s officer as he towed her back to land with some rope he had on hand by one of her feet. Loathed as she was to even conceive of such an idea, she knew she didn’t have much of a choice in the matter, given her current strange spherical situation. It was going to be a long while before Diana Prince could show herself without raising questions.
It was a credit to Steve Jr’s character that he towed Wonder Woman back with only a few minimum snide comments.
“What if we tried sticking your suit with a pin? It is your suit that’s all… puffed up, right? Not your body.”
“It is my suit, yes.” Wonder Woman remained as posed and dignified as she could given her current situation. In truth being dragged along the water in this… ball-shaped state wasn’t completely uncomfortable, but it was hardly fitting for a being of Wonder Woman’s status and stature.
“My suit was made from the finest craftswoman and weavers of Paradise Island.” Wonder Woman intoned over the sound of the motor and her own lower half of her spherical shape bouncing and rebounding over the ocean waters. “I somehow do not think that a mere pin would suffice, Steve.”
“Oh.” Steve Trevor Jr looked down at the boat’s steering wheel slightly dejected. “That makes sense. Plus, if we did pop your suit, you’d probably fly around like one of those Daffy Duck cartoons.”
Wonder Woman held back a cry of mirth as instead a coy, warm smile graced her lips, slightly tempered as her entire body shook from the force of a particularly rough bounce on the water. That, Wonder Woman thought. Had been a bit more surprisingly pleasurable then I had thought!
“I am sure I will not go flying, Steve.” Wonder Woman said when she was finally docked to shore. It took a bit of rolling but with a bit of help from Steve, Wonder Woman flopped onto the land of Man’s World at last, rounded half of her spherical suit resting on the ground.
“Sure you don’t want to give my pin idea a try?”
“I suppose it is worth a shot.” Wonder Woman admitted.
“Great! I’ve got a pin right here.”
Wonder Woman tensed her body within her suit and remained silent and stoic as the back of her suit let out a rude, loud hiss of air. Much to her own internal gratitude, the suit rapidly deflated back to normal, showing off every curve and inch of her trim, warrior’s build.
“Wonder Woman?”
“Yes, Steve?”
“Why do you have that get up, anyways?”
“In case of situations that take me to the sea or other bodies of water, of course.” Wonder Woman replied, glad to have the feeling back in her arms and legs. As embarrassing and queer as the whole situation had been, she had to admit that it had been comical and certainly a new experience if nothing else. After living for over 2500 years, an Amazonian so rarely got to experience something truly new and that incident with her suit had been, if nothing else, new.
Per hasp when time permits I might give a return performance as Wonder Blimp? Wonder Woman pondered, bemused by the thought of her orbed body floating causally and effortlessly through the water on her back or groin area. She smirked. Though she did not take solace in having to destroy the submarine to save the lives of her people, something more sportive and unique had come out from it, and Diana considered that a bright way to capstone her crisis at the Bermuda Triangle
