Alien to alien

The aliens snatched me off a desert highway. The poked, prodded and probed me for days. When they were done, they had chopped up my body and put my brain in a jar. Then they offered to restore my body however I wished. I tried to send them a mental image of Christopher Pine, but I guess I'm such a comics nerd that an image of a superhero popped up from my subconscious.

Given a choice, I probably would have picked Superman or Flash. Being a chick has taken a lot of getting used to. But I'm loving being a Kryptonian! I get to help people all day and party to an insane degree all night. Just don't tell the aliens that Supergirl isn't a native of earth. Their legal team would make me give back this body...