The only light in the quiet room was that provided by the full moon above. Silhouetted in the dim light is the well built figure of an exquisite female, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in an endless stream of curls. A closer glance reveals that her hips are rhythmically gyrating above the form of a muscular male partner. As his hands reach up and gently caress her gently swaying breasts, the couple harmonize with moans celebrating the sexual ecstasy they are sharing. In the aftermath of their steamy sexual climax, the woman gently lifts her body off the still throbbing penis, and takes her position next to the gasping man on her left.

“Now, Ares, my love,” the woman sighed happily. “At sunrise, my ladies and I will deliver the entire Minoan Army into your hands. With a thousand mesmerized slaves at your command, Paradise Island will fall into our hands by sunset. I will take sweet revenge on Hippolyta, the Amazon Queen.”

“The plan is perfect, my dear Circe,” Ares (Tom Berenger) said.. “and I will delight in humiliating her daughter Diana. The bitch will finally feel the full measure of my wrath.” The two wicked conspirators drifted off to sleep, but the sunrise soon came, and as Circe’s eyes focused, she saw the delicious forms of her four blonde henchwomen.

“It is time to embrace our great mission, great Sorceress,” one of them said. True enough, thought the yawning Circe, as she reached for a silk robe to cover her nakedness.
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As the same sun rose over Paradise Island, Queen Hippolyta (Diana Rigg) and her eldest daughter Princess Diana, made final preparations for the Amazon athletic championships that would conclude later in the day. A field of hundreds of woman had competed in dozens of events in order to identify a quartet of elite warrior/athletes who would compete in the finals. The ‘final four’ (Daphne Duplaix, Lauren Michelle Hill, Karen McDougal, Karin Taylor) arrived at the arena and enjoyed the applause and adulation of the capacity crowd. Virtually every Amazon on the island was there to celebrate the climax of their greatest athletic competition.

A few miles away, in the Minoan army’s camp, the mid-morning sun began to warm the marching field where the army was forming into squads. The Minoan general (Ted Danson) notices a group of extraordinary women walking provocatively toward him. As he calls “at ease” to the assembled troops, he turns toward the visitors, offering them a warm welcome. It was not an everyday event in the male dominated world of the army to be graces with the presence of not one—but five—examples of feminine excellence.

“This is much tooooo easy,” Circe chuckled to herself, as the love-struck general moved into range. Without saying a word, she smiled wickedly and simply moved the index finger of her right hand toward the man. He froze in mid-stride, completely mesmerized and utterly enslaved by the Sorceress.

The four blondes spread to each corner of the field, and cast enslaving spells on more than 1000 soldiers. In a matter of seconds, the Minoan Army, which had lived in harmony with the neighboring Amazons for many generations, was at the mercy of the vengeful sorceress Circe. Less than a minute later, Ares—dressed in full battle armor—joined his beautiful, villainous partner, and assumed command of the enslaved Army.

“On to Paradise Island!”, Ares shouted. In response, the soldiers grabbed their weapons and began fell in behind their new leader. Beaming with pride and anticipation, Circe folded her arms and imagined the shocked expression on Hippolyta’s face when the army reached the Amazon arena.

The Amazons had lived in peace and harmony with all the surrounding tribes for centuries. With no military tradition to celebrate, it was in the field of sports that competition and aggression were channeled. The delicious irony of a military attack during the Amazon games kept a permanent, arrogant smirk on Circe and Ares’ faces. Within an hour, the Minoan fleet was unloading the troops on the shores of Paradise Island, less than 5 miles from the arena.

As the first ship reached shore, Princess Diana’s enjoyment of the games was interrupted by a premonition of danger. Women’s intuition is a natural gift, and in a Wonder Woman, such intuition was even more intense. Diana immediately knew something was dreadfully wrong. She turned immediately to Daphne Duplaix, and whispered instructions. Daphne immediately left the arena and using her sprinter’s speed, raced toward the location where Diana expected trouble. Diana felt it was too soon to alert her Mother or the other Amazons to the threat she sensed.

However, after 30 minutes, she knew that Daphne’s failure to return was a confirmation that a threat—unprecedented in modern Amazon history—was about to manifest itself. As Diana explained her fears to Hippolyta for the first time, the sound of the advancing Minoan army became audible in the arena. A spirit of panic consumed the crowd of assembled Amazons. Hippolyta stared into Diana’s eyes. The look in her eyes carried an unmistakable message—My Daughter, your moment to lead and inspire has come.

Diana wasted no time. She took the announcer’s microphone and rallied the Amazons behind her. Instantly, confusion and fear were transformed into pride and confidence. The multitude fed off the strength and charisma of the noblest Amazon. Diana and Hippolyta planted themselves confidently at the entrance of the arena.

Coming into sight was a quintet of belligerent blonde women, dragging the bound and gagged Daphne behind them. Two strides behind, Ares commanded a multitude of soldiers. Hippolyta instantly recognized that the expressions on the Minoan soldiers faces was eerie and unnatural. The tribe that had been such good neighbors and friends were now mindless zombies enslaved by dark sorcery.

Diana wasted no time in confronting the blonde Sorceress.

“Release the girl, witch,” she demanded, motioning toward the helpless Daphne.

“Yes, I suppose that’s no problem. After all, she’ll be dead soon enough, won’t she?” Circe replied, her eyes sparkling with evil.

Hippolyta spoke, “We’re a peaceful people, with no malice toward any of our neighbors. How dare you attack us! How dare you mesmerize our friends, the Minoans!”

“Well, let’s just say my girls and I like Paradise Island, and we didn’t think you’d sell it to us. Sorry, Queenie, but you and your tribe must be relocated for my plans to succeed,” Circe explained with a grin and a shrug. “In the fullness of time, history will remember today as the day Circe’s conquest of the world began. It will be a day of celebration for all those who serve me and my cause.”

It was no accident that Circe and her henchwomen were all blondes, while Hippolyta, Diana, and most all of the Amazons were brunettes. Amazon woman had mated with the peaceful, darker haired, darker skinned, tribes to their East, while Circe and her woman represented the expansion of a more aggressive, blonde Aryans to the West. The martial tradition of the blondes drove them to conquer and subjugate nearby tribes and Circe and her inner circle epitomized the worst in that aggressive tradition.

Hippolyta spoke, “My people are completely unfamiliar with war. Is there no way to resolve this matter peacefully?”

Diana’s eyes flashed with anger as she snapped, “Mother, do you not see that Ares—the war god—stands in charge of this army? Sadly, there is no peaceful way. But ruthless aggression will not prevail.”

She moved forward and confronted Circe face to face, “If it’s a battle you want, She-Witch, then battle it shall be and when the final chapter is written, it will be you—not us—who will surrender in defeat.”

Circe’s reply was to spit directly into the Amazon’s proud face. As Diana wiped the spittle from her face, an enraged Hippolyta tackled Circe and the Amazon athletes who had gathered around Diana, began to engage their blonde adversaries in individual hand-to-hand struggles.

As Hippolyta rolled on the ground with the startled Circe, Diana moved toward Ares and before the war god could react, drove her knee right into his crotch. Ares felt his balls about to pop out of his mouth and he dropped like a rock, writhing in agony. Having taken Ares out, and with her mother Queen Hippolyta holding her own with Circe, Diana took a moment, ducked behind a boulder, and began her Wonder Woman ‘spin’.

She emerged as Wonder Woman, made her way to Circe and pulled her Queen off the sorceress.

“I’ll take care of this nuisance now,” she told Queen Hippolyta. “Go and rally your Amazons in case the Minoans attack.”

Just as she uttered the word attack, the same word emerged from Circe’s throat, in the form of a command. Obeying the war cry of their enslaver, the zombie army began to march forward, even as their general remained immobilized.

Circe was now back on her feet, circling Wonder Woman with her nails in a clawing position. Wonder Woman joined the dance and circled the sorceress, looking for an opening.

Circe attacked first, raking her nails across the superheroine’s face, then followed with a slashing kick that landed between Wonder Woman’s thighs. The Amazon gasped as she moved back out of harm’s way as the super-confident Circe chased after her. The Amazon suddenly turned to face the hard -charging sorceress. Circe never saw the straight right hand that almost ripped her head from her neck.

Meanwhile, after a rough start, the Amazon athletes made up for their lack of fighting skills with their good instincts and superior athleticism. Karen McDougal had Layla Roberts trapped in a powerful leglock around her bosom and the frustrated sorceress’ apprentice was beginning to whimper.

Lauren Hill’s fists were zeroing in on Irina’s jiggling breasts after a series of stinging jabs had softened up her belly.

Big, lumbering Victoria Silvstedt had no answer for Karin Taylor’s quickness and the Amazon’s stinging jabs were turning her beautiful pale face into a ruddy disaster area.

Daphne Duplaix had Lisa Dergan locked in a Boston Crab and the villainess’ feared her long legs would soon snap like twigs.

Diana had Circe the villainess at her mercy as she rocked the blondes slender body with super-powered fists that quickly reduced her abs to quivering jello. Wonder Woman grabbed the golden necklace around Circe’s supple neck to hold her wobbly rival upright as, using her free hand, she bitch slapped her into oblivion.

Again and again, Circe’s face reeled backwards in agony as her long, golden curls danced wildly. The traumatized flesh around her eyes slowly turned a sickening purple, as blood and spittle oozed from her lips. Shock waves from the slapping attack left her brain addled and her senses reeling.

Meanwhile, the other Amazons were also showing a talent for military arts and the Minoans were proving that slow-moving, un-thinking zombies weren’t a particularly effective fighting force. Hippolyta’s troops were rapidly subduing the enemy army with both a minimum of violence and few casualties. Circe’s plans, like her face, were in ruins.

Wonder Woman looked around to see that the Amazon athletes had each of their adversaries thoroughly beaten and subdued and she grinned as she grabbed a fistful of Circe’s curls with one hand, and rudely marched the humiliated sorceress to the center of the arena. She signaled the four Amazons to follow and soon all five wobbly-legged blondes were taking the same long, degrading walk of shame as Wonder Woman dragged Circe to the main podium. In full view of the entire Amazon nation, stood and addressed her adversary.

“Well, Circe, your place in history is now assured. You will be remembered as a complete and utter failure. Let your disgrace send a signal to all other potential aggressors. Although we Amazons seek peace with all, we WILL defend Paradise Island from any who would dare attack us. And honey, one last thing. You’re probably thinking - ‘I lost, but at least she left my tits alone.’ Well, guess what - you’re wrong once more.”

As the gathered crowd rose to their feet, Wonder Woman tore Circe’s skimpy gown in half, pulling it open down the middle and casting the two halves aside, exposing her voluptuous nakedness to the heavens.

As Circe cringed in fear, Wonder Woman assaulted her firm, full breasts with a barrage of slaps, twists and punches that left the crowd ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ in awe at her fistic prowess. Taking a tip from their leader, the Amazon athletes followed suit and all of the blonde henchwomen were soon blubbering in unison as their nipples were ravaged.

Wonder Woman didn’t relent until Circe’s breasts resembled over-ripe eggplants, swing loosely and shapelessly inches above her navel in a deep purple orgy of bruises.

Thus was aggression against the Amazons defeated. Wonder Woman forced Circe to release her spell on the Minoans and the Minoan general asked for the right to take Circe and her gang back to Minos for trial and imprisonment. Hippolyta agreed, and soon the blondes were being rudely marched back aboard the Minoan vessel. They endured the five mile trek in chains, and well before they reached the vessel they were delirious with pain, fatigue and humiliation. By the time they reached the ship, they were quite insane from the ordeal and spent the rest of their earthly existence in a Minoan asylum and never bothered the Amazons again.

Ares, being a god and all, escaped with his life, and some of his dignity intact - although he was teased mercilessly by Zeus, Hera and others about the high pitched voice he had acquired in his confrontation with Princess Diana.