Three women in cat make-up, fishnet bodysuits and black corsets offer a trussed-up Cheyne Collins to a similarly-cat-suited Kira Kener. After she has her way with him, (including untying him, natch) Collins turns into a stuffed animal and she waves her arms around in full comic-book madwoman mode, saying she's gonna rule the world.

Cut to a superhero bar, where guys in tights and masks sit around and shoot the bull. Seems they heard about Kener, and may have to do something about her, right after Dale DaBone takes that girl over there to the john for a little R&R. That girl over there dressed like a cat. Uh-oh...

Kener continues her fuck-'em-and-stuff-'em routine in her salon (Nail? Facial? Don't ask too many questions) when masked and spandexed Steven St. Croix and Eric Masterson come in to get to the bottom of things, using whatever body parts are handy. St Croix comes to the same fate as DaBone but Masterson doesn't - for a moment, at least.

Clever Beth Ann Rafael script and good bits by able performers make this a good choice for the couples trade. Pre-nom for Sex Comedy.