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Ms. Invincible By ZeDD Ms. Invincible stood alone atop the tallest building, the wind whipping her shoulder length blonde hair about furiously, her stance wide against the wind, her arms crossed under her large breasts. There was a thoughtful expression on her pretty face as she gazed out at her city. She wasn't cold. She never got cold or hot for that reason. She was invincible. Suddenly she laughed. How ridiculous she must look standing at the top of a building like this! How utterly stereotypical for a superhero! Who did she think she was? Some sort of comic book superhero? What the hell was she thinking? Grinding her teeth in frustration for allowing herself to daydream again, she quickly decided to patrol. With a jump that shot her high into the air, she began to fly straight up, the power flowing through her effortlessly, propelling her higher and higher at increasing speed. The wind whipped her hair straight as she approached commercial air line speeds, careful to scan the space ahead for oncoming traffic. It wouldn't be good if she were to ram into an airplane! At least not for the airplane. Her maneuverability and reaction was such that if she did see something approaching directly towards her at high speed she could instantly stop in mid-air and shoot 500 feet at a right angle in a millisecond. It was incredible what she could do. Cruising about 500 feet above the ground at 130 mph, she again thought about her problem. Catching criminals was child's play and catching criminals in the act was a little tougher. But catching this one slippery super criminal was getting to be impossible! It was a female that went by the name of Super Kitty and for the past eight months she has remained free to do her thing! Technically, she wasn't a super criminal, as such, merely a super powered individual who decided to do her part for the city. But her good deeds were few and far between while her 'other' deeds bordered on the criminal! Like public nudity and sexual exhibitionism! These things were not the type of stuff children or even upstanding civilians should have to witness! Then there was the report of her transforming civilians into buxom woman, regardless of their gender! That's a crime in any book! She's seen it before. Some new person would develop a power or two and decide to become a superhero! The respect and prestige that usually follows a tried and true superhero is enough by itself to make someone with a power or two to take up 'the cape,' as she refers to it. Then, when they put themselves in harms way they either freeze, their minds going blank in the frantic activity and danger or handle the situation in such a sloppy, irresponsible manner that civilians get hurt, property is damaged and they find themselves the target of all sorts of possible law suits! Sometimes they make the situation even worse, like allowing the criminal or criminals to escape while causing untold damages, which then points the finger of the city at superheroes in general as an unnecessary, unregulated force that more often than not does not work with the police or FBI. In other words, the untrained supers make the professionals look bad and that's exactly what was happening with this 'Super Kitty.' Then there was the problem of her costume. Though she hadn't had the opportunity to catch her yet, she's seen enough video from the news and newspaper photos to know her costume bordered on the indecent! Bad enough her body was so outrageously proportioned, did she have to wear something that was so inadequate? And the colors! Pink and yellow? Her own choice of a super costume was fine and easily made her recognizable to anyone in the city! Dressed predominantly in scarlet, she wore a one piece that covered her entire upper body while ending in a 'shorts' fashion at the top of her legs. Very little of her prominent chest was visible, covered by her suit with straps that went up to connect to a stiff collar before going down the center of her back. Although her spandex-polymer costume was scarlet, the trim, straps and collar were yellow gold. She also wore knee high boots with a 3" heel and a 2" band of stiff gold trim just below the knee and elbow length gloves of scarlet with the same trim near the elbow. No mask was needed as she preferred to be recognized as a force of good. Masks tended to create mistrust in local law enforcement anyway. Besides, she didn't need to wear a mask as she had a neat little ability where she merely created a 'normal' look when she wasn't out fighting crime. She concentrated on her normal civilian look or 'off duty' look and she magically flowed into it, changing her clothing and to a lesser degree, her actual looks! Where did her uniform go to? The same place from whence it came when she first transformed into Ms. Invincible so long ago! Some aspect of her mind accessible only by her, through her power and only in a small way. Often she thought of the possibilities if she were capable of accessing this power on a larger scale. What could she conceivably create? Perhaps it was merely the pressure of fighting crime while balancing a career as a civilian that had her on edge. Her boss wanted her proposal as soon as she could get it done and there didn't seem to be enough hours in the day to do that! Not and make a difference as a superhero! It was a blessing that she worked from her apartment as a graphic artist for a number of companies across the country, thereby enabling her to fulfill her real purpose in life as a crime fighter that she was able to do as much as she was. Streaking through the air, she tried to fathom where her 'Super Kitty' problem would next show. According to TV and newspaper news, she preferred night time mischievousness to day, sometimes showing a responsibility in the arrest of obvious criminals. Although arrests weren't what she would call them. More like charming and seducing the criminals until they were so flustered and aroused to the point where they couldn't care less if they were arrested or not! Suddenly a flash caught her eye! As fast as she saw it in her peripheral vision she was turning towards it at almost the same second! In a moment she landed at the intersection of 3rd and Winston, her instant arrival causing a backwash of wind to flood the whole street in either direction sending papers and trash flying wildly around and away! Two men, masked and holding wicked looking guns and hunkering down behind a shot up SUV turned at her arrival. "It's Ms. Invincible!" Their reactions were interesting to her. The big man smiled, as if he were expecting her, while the smaller man looked at her with wide eyes, realizing that now they didn't have a chance! She saw the numerous police vehicles blocking the streets in either direction, the uniformed officers themselves hunkered down behind their own cruisers to protect themselves from the two individuals in front of her. And then she saw the two uniformed bodies lying in the middle of the street, their own pistols laying mere inches from their unmoving hands. BLAM!! The scared thug had shot her with his shotgun, hitting her squarely, yet she did not move. She cocked her head slightly, having felt the slug hit her in the stomach before bouncing off harmlessly and wondered if these two were from out of town. Surely everyone around knew she was impervious to bullets! Then the other gun man whirled with his gun! She had a half second to realize it wasn't the same gun he'd held a second ago! KA-ZAPP!! The force was so great it hurled her backwards, slamming her through the front of a jewelry store! With rubble falling around her and senses whirling, she realized there'd been a great light, like when a bolt of lightning would hit! "What did I tell you?" The second gun man said. "I could shoot anyone right between the eyes if I wanted to. I'm that good." He smirked at his accomplice's worried expression. "Relax, ya' wuss. Little 'ol Ms. Invincible is down but she'll be back." "That's what I'm worried about." He suddenly ducked as a bullet pinged off the fender next to him. "Shit! They're trying to kill us!" He all but screamed! "Probably. They think we might have wasted their Hero." He checked the settings on his power blaster, a unique weapon made for one thing. To stop Ms. Invincible. "As soon as sexy britches gets back on her feet, I'll zap her again and that will assure us our escape." Cringing behind the vehicle, his partner could only squeeze his eyes shut as bullets began raining in from all directions. Sensing his friends lack of courage, he laughed and swatted him on the back. "Relax! Once Invincible's down, I'll take out every cop around us. Then we'll leave with all the loot!" His partner only smiled weakly, his hand shaking as he held his pistol. Shaking her head, more to get the dust and bits of glass out of it than to clear her thoughts, she casually threw off the 1000 pound concrete slab that had landed on her in the store. The huge hole she had created from her backward flight attested to the power of the unique gun the robber held, which meant one thing; the robber was expecting for her to show up. She could see through the dust the robber stare into the jewelry store where she landed, trying for a shot. She also noticed he had forsaken his jacket and now wore a black body suit with military style belts and gear sporting a red stylized 'M' inside a red circle. This would be Magazine, a killer for hire. Evidently someone has decided there was one too many Ms. Invincibles in the city and needed to do something about it! She kicked off the rear wall of the store, knowing it was a fire wall and shot out in a streak of scarlet! Magazine, the expert shot that he was, fired! KA-ZAPP!! The second blast again hit her square and sent her flying back into the jewelry store where, already weakened from the first damage, more than a ton of rubble came crashing down on her. A cloud of dust billowed out from the gaping hole, followed by the sound of falling masonry and shattering glass. Somewhere inside an alarm was ringing. "Open fire, men!" Yelled the lieutenant! "Let's give her a chance to recover!" Shots began ringing out, some striking the SUV and pinging off while others buried themselves in the panels or tires. Glass shattered repeatedly raining down on the two suspects as they took cover. Interestingly, while the non-descript robber cringed behind as much cover as possible, obviously afraid of being struck by a bullet, the one in black merely crouched, a normal revolver in his other hand. This he aimed and began firing, picking off officers one by one, regardless of their cover! "It's time to clear our path, buddy!" He yelled as he shot another officer squarely! "Invincible's down and out so it's time to move!" Officer Rodenfield, a six year veteran, knew they faced someone with exceptional abilities with a gun. Already four of his fellow officers were down and, if he counted accurately, with only four shots from the suspects gun! This had to stop right now! They couldn't afford to wait for Ms. Invincible to dig her way out of that building! Brave men were dying! Carefully, Officer Rodenfield took aim with his gun. The suspect was killing people with every shot so he was justified with his chosen action. He would use extreme force! BAM! The shot was perfect! He saw the suspect recoil back and instantly knew he'd done it! Right through the head. He stood up as several officers witnessed the man fall, momentarily stopping the gun fire. Waiting a little didn't hurt, just to be on the safe side, but he was absolutely positive it was his bullet that hit the mark! He began to walk over to the shot up SUV. He could hear the other suspect crying, feebly trying to keep safe with his hands covering his face, terrified. Officer Rodenfield stepped around the end of the SUV and looked at the two suspects. The second man was exactly as he thought he would be, clinging to the flattened rear tire, trying to make himself as small a target as possible, all thoughts of picking up the gun that lay only a foot from him gone. The first man was on his back, both guns still in his hands, dead. Or so he thought! Before he could react, the man, grinning, suddenly aimed his revolver at the officer's belly and shot! BAM! "I guess you didn't do your homework or you would have realized that Magazine can't be shot." Magazine laughed as he watched the officer slowly collapse, a look of confusion on his face. "But are you impervious to this?" Ms. Invincible asked as she slugged Magazine with a terrific right cross, sending him flying! She noted he still clung to the strange weapon even as he flew back, obviously meant for her. She was determined he wouldn't be able to use it again though! She flew at him, only too aware of the risk she was taking. She needed to put this madman down and quickly! No telling how many officers Magazine killed, if that was his intention! She knew Magazine was the most skilled marksman in the world and could shoot a falling marble dropped from a 747 more than a mile up. How he could even see it she didn't know. She had no reservations what so ever he could shoot her no matter how fast she moved, so she would have to beat him the easy way! As soon as Magazine landed he was getting ready for Ms. Invincible's attack. He'd done HIS homework and knew she would be flying right at him! He was already swinging his energy weapon where she would be! Except she wasn't there! "Up here!" Ms. Invincible allowed herself a smile as Magazine looked up. She gave him credit for bringing his weapon up with his eyes, but that wasn't good enough. He was only human after all, despite his gifts and couldn't hope to match the speed of Ms. Invincibles thoughts. Ka-BLOOM!! She blasted him with an energy blast so powerful that a shock wave traveled out in either direction, blowing out windows and hurling officers to the ground! When the dust cleared, an unconscious Magazine lay in the middle of a cracked and pitted street, his two guns utterly destroyed, his costume smoldering. "Good job, Ms. Invincible!" Yelled one of the officers as several ran to the downed robbers with handcuffs! "A bit much though, wouldn't you say?" "I apologize. Magazine is a tough one to bring down." "Thanks for helping!" An officer approached her with his hand out, obviously in charge of the situation. Landing deftly, she shook his hand, calmly noting his appreciative glance at her chest. She got that a lot. Anyone who was in decent shape and ran around in spandex was bound to get reactions like that. She just shrugged them off, knowing they came with the job. "Glad I could help." She answered, looking at the strange gun one of the officers was examining. "If you would, I'd like some answers as to what type of gun that was." The officer looked at it, shrugging. "Don't know if we'll find that out or not. You pretty much destroyed it when you blasted that creep." She couldn't tell him she did that on purpose. Whatever gun it was really hurt her! She wouldn't want someone inventing a bigger nastier version of it! Tipping his hat down to scratch his head, the Lieutenant looked at her strangely for a second before finally asking what he wanted to ask. "I don't think I've ever seen you blast anything with an energy blast before! Is that something new?" She smiled at him. There were a couple of powers she possessed that no one else knew about. Tipping her hand about her energy blast wasn't a bad thing, although she would liked to have kept it to herself a little longer. No doubt it would be in the news tonight. She could almost hear the anchor man saying, 'Ms. Invincible's new invincible power! Tonight at 7:00!' A fellow officer ran up to the Lieutenant. "Sir! Ambulances are on the way. It seems Magazine only wounded the people he shot!" "Well, that's good news!" He replied, clearly happy hearing it. "I'm glad Magazine didn't kill anyone. Obviously he was waiting for me to show up." She interjected, "I apologize for the damage but I felt a good blast would incapacitate him quicker than anything else." "I've read about Magazine, too. You did the right thing, Ms. Invincible. He's a tough guy to take down. And I agree about him waiting for you to show. I hear he's a genius and a killer." "If you don't need my help anymore, I'll get going." Ms. Invincible took a step back. "Nope! We'll take it from here. Go save someone else." He said as he waved her goodbye. She took off straight up at close to maximum speed leaving a backwash that blew trash about. "Gosh! Did ya see that, Lieutenant?" Both officers hats had blown off when Ms. Invincible flew away, leaving them gaping at the suddenness of it! "She sure is something, isn't she?" Said the younger man. The Lieutenant could only smile. "She sure is." And she looks great in that costume, too, he added silently. Ms. Invincible cruised the city helping when she could, though not much was happening tonight. Keeping an eye out for any signs of another super was a lot easier than normal crimes. They tended to appreciate loud explosions and bright lights. Except for Magazine, tonight was a lot like any other night. Catching the burglar who'd been halfway out of someone's window with a backpack of valuable possessions, disabling a speeding car full of teenagers who'd refused to stop for the police or helping the distraught woman who'd lost her way and wound up in the wrong neighborhood. All easy for her and she didn't mind that a bit, but there was something personal about catching super powered criminals that really made her feel good. And she'd caught her share over the years since she'd been doing the hero part. When she first caught wind of this Super Kitty character, her first thought was there was another superhero around and that could only make things easier for her and the other few in the city. But when Super Kitty turned out to do more harm than good, like changing people against their wills, she needed to do something. She started paying more attention to the news cast and newspaper articles about Super Kitty and soon realized it was only a matter of time before her antics would paint an underserved picture of other supers who risked their lives. Plus there was something about the woman that grated on her, yet finding out more seemed impossible! No matter how long she patrolled or at what time she did it, she could never catch her. Not even close! She suspected Super Kitty might have some sort of power that alerted her when another super might be getting close. Suddenly catching something speeding in the air towards her, she instantly stopped to see what the situation might develop into. Her first reaction was the streak of blue and gold was familiar. When the streak turned into another superhero that also stopped in mid air, she let herself smile. "Warrant!" She smiled broadly this time, her body floating, one leg pointed down with the other folded slightly. She admired his perfect physique and tasteful uniform, noting how chiseled and handsome his clean shaven face was above the respected blue and gold. "Ms. Invincible!" His smile was full of familiar warmth. Anyone who would've been able to spy on the two super powered beings might have guessed them to be more than just two forces of good fighting for the city. They would have been right, too, had they seen the two float together to share a warm hug. As they were well over 2000 feet up in the darkening skies only the well equipped fanatical might have had a chance. "Say, I saw that little ruckus you had with Magazine. Well done! I didn't know you could shoot blasts from your hands!" Warrant showed genuine pride as he held her hands up. She beamed at his attention but withdrew her hands, preferring to keep her distance when in public. Perhaps they could get together later this evening, she thought to herself. "It's something I could always do but never had the opportunity until then to use." "Good job!" Warrant smiled at her. His smile broadened as he floated there, telling her things without having to speak. She knew what he was thinking. All men think the same way and Warrant was a real man. "I was just thinking about hanging it up tonight. Perhaps dinner?" His suggestion was sincere but she didn't really want to make it a late night. She did have her secret identity job in the morning. "I suppose I could have dinner. I've been pretty busy for a while now and maybe a night off would be just the thing I need. How about I meet you at my place around 9:00? That would give me a couple more hours to go home and unwind. I really feel antsy tonight for some reason!" "Sure thing. I look forward to it. Shall I dress the part or would you rather make it a little more common?" This was Warrant's way of asking if she preferred he show up as Warrant or as his secret identity, Mike Banter. She just wanted to relax and perhaps share a movie on the couch with some popcorn. Nothing elaborate. The last time they made a date as their super alter egos, they flew to another city, just for the kicks of it and ended up getting involved in this huge battle alongside that city's known champion against several unknown super criminals! What started out as a dinner date for the superhero couple ended up a life and death battle! Thankfully everything ended okay. "Let's make it a common evening, shall we?" She smiled, making an effort to be nice even though she didn't feel like it. "That's fine with me. I'll bring the dinner. You'll won't have to do anything." "Thank you." She sighed once, gazing out over the city again. "There's something bothering you. I can tell." He didn't want to press too hard or too soon. He knew from experience that she'd tell him sooner or later. At first she acted like she hadn't heard him. But he wasn't going to have that. One look in his eyes made her grimace in surrender. "Yes, but I don't know what it is. I think I'm just tired." She said, rubbing her temple. He shrugged, excepting that for now. "Happens. If you want we'll talk about it later. I better get going though. I have a schedule today." She nodded and watched him fly away thinking about their relationship or lack of one. And it was all her fault. If she hadn't been so forceful in her superhero position, maybe they'd be a little more than just superhero friends who shared the occasional dinner and such. She floated there for several minutes thinking about what-if's and what- could be's. And how great Warrant looked in his perfectly fitted costume! What would happen if she and Warrant became an item again? There was certainly room in her life for a relationship! It had been so long since she'd had any romance or sex! Even a fling would be preferable. For some reason she had been having some problems in the relationship department. Like not having any! She didn't know what the problem was, only that she didn't seem to have any attraction for anybody. Even Warrant with the perfect body, disarming smile, easy manner and solid background didn't seem to do anything for her anymore! And he should! The real problem she decided was that she'd been working herself too hard! Both at her superhero job and at her normal secret identity job! She was burnt out! She needed to go out and tonight was just find. Maybe when Mike showed up they would end up going out anyway. Damn! She was getting another one of those pressure headaches! That meant having to lie down for a while until it decided to go away. Zipping through the air, she made a circuitous route back to her apartment. Ducking into an alcove and making sure the coast was clear, she activated her most useful power, that of being able to instantly change her clothing at will. Her superhero costume instantly changed from the well known scarlet and gold, to a pair of faded jeans and pull over sweatshirt with 'guess' stitched across her chest. Her 3" boots changed to a pair of ratty tennis shoes with white ankle socks and her Ms. Invincible blonde locks shifted into a brunette bob that was a little mousy, but still looked cute. With no one around, Ms. Invincible, a.k.a. Julie Smithe, walked calmly into her apartment building, rubbing her temple. Super Kitty lay on satin sheets, stretching. Damn, but she loved to stretch on satin sheets! The feeling was orgasmic, especially on her soft, sensitive skin! She swung her long legs over and sat up, feeling her humongous chest jiggle and sway inside her tight, spandex top. She loved her huge tits. She believed it made her stand out from all other women and helped define her as a sex object. That and her teensy, tiny waist, wide round hips and full blown, rounded, jutting ass! Then there was her hair! A virtual cascade of gorgeous pink curls that barely came to the top of her amazingly round ass. It was always helpful to have a pretty face, too and hers was the prettiest, with high round cheeks, big round eyes with extra long, extra thick lashes and a super plump, kissable mouth. And the cutest little beauty mark just to the side! Getting up was always fun when you were built like she was. First she leaved over, feeling the weight of her bust pull her forward, then scooting forward she stood, feeling her big ass stick out behind her as a counter weight to her breasts. Of course if she could see her feet it would be a little bit easier, but not as much fun! Standing straight, she raised her arms above her and stretched some more while ogling herself in the full length mirror. She smiled every time she noticed how much her breasts stuck out to either side of her body, even when they were all smashed up together! A giggle escaped her when she thought about scolding herself for peeping. It was time to go out and do good! How she looked forward to it! Going out, meeting all sorts of interesting people, stopping the bad guys as only she could. And maybe, if she met the right sort, make some more friends like she did last night! Damn, but that was fun! She only wished she could be there when they realized just how gorgeous they'll be. Nothing beats that. Slipping her small feet into her work boots and zipping them all the way up to her lower thigh, she teetered on the 6" heels into her bathroom. She just needed to check her face and brush her hair. Not that either needed any attention! They never did! In the mirror was a devastatingly beautiful woman wearing a pink and yellow spandex costume that barely contained her mammoth breasts! The sight always made her breath just a little bit faster! She thought they called it 'panting!' A face that was almost too beautiful for words with an overly plump pair of lips coated generously in glossy pink lipstick and eyes that begged men to take her right then! Cascading around her beautiful face to fall just inches above her fabulous ass was the most gorgeous curls in pink! She was, in her opinion, the most beautiful woman she'd every seen! And pink was her favorite color! Examining herself, making sure the costume wasn't ripped or smudged, she made sure she was perfect. The costume was barely larger than a one piece bathing suit. Mostly pink with a double slash of yellow down the middle and back. The bottom part was mostly just a strip of pink that covered her plump venus mound, leaving most of her bulbous ass cheeks hanging out and her wide, round hips visible before encompassing her tiny 16" waist. Overshadowing this was a pair of breasts each bigger than a beach ball, held in by an expanse of pink spandex that did nothing to keep them from jiggling and swaying, bouncing and wobbling every time she moved. And she liked to move a lot! In addition, the material being thin, she did not wear any confining garments underneath as they would ruin the perfect lines of her magnificent body, so her cherry-sized nipples atop bloated areolas showed prominently as well as every pornographic detail she possessed! Posing, she giggled again at the vision, one long-nailed hand sliding up her body to squeeze an oversized breast. They were sooo soft and sensitive! Her tongue licked her plump upper lip as her nipple responded instantly by throbbing deliciously and growing bigger, tenting the material even more, making her look even more obscene! Turning, she looked at her big ass, marveling at how perfectly shaped it was, how toned and lusciously inviting it looked. She'd read in the paper that one reporter likened her to an adult cartoon come to life, with breasts and a bottom that were even bigger! She loved reading it and even saved the article, taping it to the inside of her personal diary. Bouncing on her heels, she watched as her ass cheeks started shaking and bouncing, causing her to giggle. With her delicate hands on her abnormally wide hips, she stood shaking her mammoth bosom, taking pleasure in watching herself. She decided she needed something a little different tonight. She had wonderful powers, why not take advantage of them and do a little good not only for the people of this fair city, but for herself, too! They deserved to be saved by someone as perfect as her. Because she was perfect! She was always perfect! Some sort of facet of her power that made sure she looked great! It didn't matter if she slept for 12 hours! When she got up she would look as if she had spent the last two hours being fussed over by a team of beauty specialists! It was a strange power but she wasn't complaining. Maybe she was meant to be perfect, as an example to others of what they could become? Maybe that's why she was here! Gosh! The thought struck her so hard and clear, she nearly stumbled and fell! Of course! That's why she has the abilities she has! To spread beauty everywhere and to everyone! To make everyone as beautiful as she was! She could eliminate jealousy and envy! But she was just one person. How could she affect so many, so quickly? She was only mortal. She would need someone with similar powers as herself! Someone with the right chemistry! It would have to be another superhero, of course, but who? Who would have the right chemistry for her power to manipulate, to transform them into a beautiful woman with the same beautiful plan? She was excited to realize just how important she had become to the happiness of the world, but right now she had a clear mission and until she figured out the details of it totally, she would have to do the best she could. She would have to be careful though. Her nights of being a superhero were getting more and more dangerous. As her reputation grows, she'll get more and more attention from other superheroes who wouldn't immediately understand her glorious plan. Lately, she's heard about Ms. Invincible looking for her. She didn't have anything against the scarlet hero, she was too cute for her to do that, so didn't understand why she would be searching for her. Maybe she wanted to get a team together? Gosh, that would be so cool! Maybe she'll start looking for Ms. Invincible herself? Maybe they could become real girlfriends or something? Maybe she could even persuade Ms. Invincible to join her? It was time she got out and had some fun! Brad tapped the wheel as he drove, feeling apprehensive and unsure. He'd passed several likely looking women already but he was searching for that certain one with the look! The one quality that elevated her above all the rest. There was a pretty redhead standing on the corner as he approached, casually playing with the hem of her dress. She was well built he thought, wearing a red sequin top that barely covered her smallish breasts and a black skirt hiked up so much he thought he caught a glimpse of her panties. As he pulled up along side, he did see her panties! Lacy pink ones! He licked his lips as she leaned down to his window, letting her top gape open for him. "Looking for a good time, honey?" She lazily asked, snapping her gum. she had too much make-up on, the lashes a tad too long, but her eyes were green! A red haired prostitute with green eyes! One would think the combination would be easy to find, but for the last week and a half he'd searched constantly, not finding her until tonight! "Yes. Yes I am." No more was needed to be said. He opened the door, letting her slide in next to him and off they went down the street! "What's your name, sweety?" She said sexily. He looked at her, noting how soft her small breasts looked against the sequins. He thought he could see her nipples standing up. "Brad. Yours?" "Mmm, Samantha. But you can call me whatever you like. Okay, Brad?" She twirled her fingers in his short brown hair. "You're not a cop, are you?" She asked as she slid closer, rubbing her long nailed hand over his increasing bulge. Gasping, he shook his head no, smiling at her directness. She smelled a little like cigarettes and soda pop he thought as he slid his arm over her shoulders, holding her closer. His hand squeezed the soft ample flesh of her thigh. "No. I'm not a cop. But I do have a fantasy I'd like to come true tonight, with your help." He asked, feeling confident. Glancing over, he imagined her reaction, hoping she found his idea of a good time a bad one. That way her struggles would have an element of realism to them. "Mmmm. Tonight's your lucky night then. I have a need to make your wildest fantasy come true." She breathed into his ear as she rubbed his now rock hard cock. He was suddenly so excited he could barely drive straight! "Why don't you go down the street here to the Scarlet Sky Hotel. They charge by the hour." She murmured before kissing his cheek sensuously. "Uh, no. I've a better idea." He then turned down an old alley, eventually parking between two dumpsters behind an old theatre. "Not the most romantic of spots, eh?" He smiled at her in response. "You want to tell me what your fantasy is now?" She prompted, her fingers almost trying to wrap around the thick length of cock he had. He looked at her then, seeing the cheap make-up. She smiled, letting him know she'd done it all before and that nothing was gonna surprise her. "I want to rape you." He locked his eyes on hers, letting her know he was deadly serious. He heard her smirk then and felt a real anger rising within him. "Honey, is that all? Shit! I was afraid you'd say something really weird!" "You're not afraid?" Maybe this wasn't the one? "Shit, no! I'd love to do that for ya! I'll even scream and scratch ya." She did laugh then, the sound like fingernails on a chalkboard, irritating him. He punched her in the mouth, slamming her head against the window of his door, dazing her. He knew this was going to be fun, he thought as he struck her again, his fist connecting with her temple! He had a lot of pent up emotion he needed to work out! "??.." He noticed she tried to say something, but her mouth spit out a tooth instead. He was a little disappointed she hadn't screamed yet. Well, he was a big guy and she was nothing but a woman. He grabbed her blouse and tore it open, revealing the cheap, yellow satin bra she wore beneath before hitting her again. He was a little surprised she wore a bra! He would have almost bet she hadn't. She did promise to scream once or twice, he thought, but all she did so far was groan! He was starting to get really angry with her! "Are you going to say something, bitch? Or do I have to do all the work?" He noticed she was more dazed than anything so he got out of his side and walked around, opening the door and dragging her out by her hair, which promptly came off in his hand! "What the . . ?!" He was so surprised he just stood there for several seconds trying to fathom why she wore a wig. Did she wear it for a disguise? No matter. He appreciated the dark blonde locks matted against her head so tossed the red wig behind him. "Come on, sweet thing. I got an urge!" He grabbed her real hair and dragged her out, this time causing her to scream loudly! "That's it!" He laughed. "Scream! I like it!" He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them painfully before throwing her down on the pavement. He began to undo his pants, letting the erection inside loose. Hell, but he was excited! He'd never been this aroused before in his life! What a great idea this was! "What the fuck are you doing, shit head!" She screamed at him, her words slurred by the blood and pain, her body reeling! "I'm raping you." He calmly replied, then slapped her face hard, knocking her down. Her short skirt had ridden up revealing her sexy yellow, satin panties, which he grasped and roughly ripped off. He noticed in a detached manner one of her stockings had a nasty rip in it and was beginning to run. She'd need a new pair of those, too, he laughed. "Hi there, handsome." A voice so soft and sexy, so out of place in this situation caused him to almost freak! Whirling, he saw the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen standing not ten feet from him, dressed in pink and yellow spandex that wasn't even considered decent in a fetish convention! And her breasts were enormous! "That's not the nicest way to treat a woman, you know." Her voice was a sexy whisper to him, but he was so amazed by her fabulous body, huge tits and exotically beautiful face, he didn't hear a single word! His one thought, overriding anything else that might reach his brain, was to touch her and he took his first step in accomplishing just that! "I'm here for a reason and that is to spread my beauty." She smiled and brought her hands up. A beam shot out, striking him bodily, bathing him in its pinkish glow! His first thought was this beautiful woman was going to murder him! He staggered, expecting pain and damage! At the very least to be thrown back like in the many news reports he'd seen on TV when supers were fighting, but nothing like that happened! He still stood, intact, not even his clothes smoking! It seemed like several minutes went by before he looked up again, finally realizing he was okay! He looked around trying to find her, but she was gone! Damn! She was the hottest woman he'd ever seen in his whole useless life! He had to find out who it was! He suddenly remembered about the prostitute! Maybe she knew who the beautiful woman was? Turning around only revealed the empty spot of pavement where the prostitute should have still been. He looked around for her, hoping to see her, but she'd gone as well. Damn! All of a sudden he was depressed. He had a woman who wanted to finally fulfill his rape fantasy, but the whole thing had been interrupted by the exotic beauty that had shown up! Then she disappeared, along with the prostitute, leaving him standing alone in an alley. With nothing. Might as well go home. Getting into his sedan and backing out, he idly thought about the woman in pink and yellow spandex. She was certainly someone he'd never forget. She was obviously a super, but no one he'd ever seen before! She blasted him with some sort of energy beam, but nothing happened. Instantly he understood what had happened! She had indeed been a super and had mistakenly thought the prostitute needed help, so distracted him with some colored lights which enabled the prostitute to get away! So why didn't the prostitute come back? And if the super really thought he was raping the girl, why didn't she take him into custody? Shrugging, he decided to forget about the whole thing, except for the way the super looked and find another willing girl to play the rape scene with. But not tonight. Somehow he no longer felt like doing anything remotely like that, instead wanting to just go home and relax. He had a big day at the office tomorrow and needed to at least get a little sleep. Besides, he was suddenly feeling a little strange. Brad pulled into his driveway of the big house he'd bought for himself years back. His neighborhood was very nice, full of uppity people who didn't care for him at all. He didn't like anyone around here, choosing instead to visit bars and clubs, occasionally finding some pretty thing to take to a motel and screw. Since he didn't get married he didn't have to share his money, so he was able to buy for himself anything he thought he needed to make him happy. An impossibility on a warehouse manager's salary if he had chosen to get married. Looking back, he praised himself on his wisdom for not going through all that wedding crap with Tina, his last great relationship. Walking in, he flipped the lights on, noting at glance the place was exactly as he'd left it. He recently fired his cleaning lady, suspecting her of stealing, so his mess had slowly been increasing. He'd either have to learn to clean or hire a new girl. Pulling off his shirt, he walked into the bathroom, flipping on the light as he did. He staggered to a stop when he saw his reflection in the mirror! The stark brilliance of the vanity lights only emphasized the brightness of his hair! His PINK hair! He all but collapsed against the sink as he gaped at his head! His hair was fucking pink! Not only that but it was longer, too! Just coming over his ears, he saw how it was going to curl if it got any longer! How the hell did he get pink hair? The pink and yellow spandex super! The chick with the amazing tits! She did this to him! He wondered what he was going to have to do to fix this. Obviously cut his hair. Would he have to go out like this to get some dye, too? Wear a hat! Cut it short and wear a hat! He growled at the whole situation. Looking at his pink hair dejectedly, he wondered what kind of power that super had and of what use it was. What was she calling herself? Dye Lady? Ha! He peered at his face then, thinking he looked different. His features seemed off somehow, like . . . he wasn't exactly sure. Standing straight, he gave himself one last look, seeing for the first time that eating less unhealthy foods was starting to take effect. His waist looked a little slimmer than the last time. Sighing in frustration at his hair, he knew he'd have to get up early to fix it. Tonight was too late for him to be playing with dyes and besides he felt unusually tired. Tomorrow he would just call in late and get it done. He stripped out of the rest of his clothes and climbed into bed, his thoughts drifting back to that exotic super. Now SHE was one lady he would most definitely rape the shit out of! Thoughts of a superhero with huge tits sharing his bed filled his thoughts as he drifted off to sleep. Super Kitty floated to the top of the bank building and looked over the edge. What she saw was two men standing by the front doors, wearing dark clothing. Nothing unusual in that as almost everyone these days wear dark clothing. It was the ski masks that intrigued her! She knew they were waiting for friends inside the bank. Friends who were robbing it as she stood on its roof! She would change the men below, making them more beautiful than anyone they've ever seen, with the exception of herself, then wait for their friends to come out. Perhaps then they wouldn't feel the need to take from others. Her power to transform was simply amazing! She was so happy she was able to figure out why she was blessed with it. She judged herself to be about 30' above the two men, so simply pointed her hands at each of them while leaning over. Unfortunately, her enormous breasts, once thrust past a certain point, tended to create more of a pulling force than the rest of her body could compensate and over the railing she went! "Oops!" She had time to think that falling wasn't the best way to introduce herself, especially if she were to fall directly on someone and had the presence of mind to at least adjust her fall so her soft, curvy body smashed down on the sidewalk instead of the two startled men! WHAM! "Holy Shit!" One said to the other! The other didn't even think about his gun he had in his jacket, more concerned about the woman who seemingly had fallen to her possible death! "Damn woman! You trying to kill yourself?" The one who said this was leaning over her, probably trying to judge whether she actually needed medical help or not. As soon as she rolled over, her enormous breasts wobbled over, one nudging against the man who became paralyzed with bliss as the shock of something so soft and huge touched him! "Is she wearing a bathing suit?" The man still standing asked. He wasn't able to see Super Kitty fully as the other man was blocking his view, a fact she decided to take advantage of. "Ohh. I tink I boke some'tin." She lisped sexily as she wrapped her arms around his unresisting neck. His face told her he was more than willing to wrap his own arms around her. He had the most peculiar grin on his face as his eyes devoured her cleavage and one hand began to grope and squeeze her! It didn't matter. As her one hand hung onto the neck of her would be helper, the other pointed at the second man and grinning seductively, gave both a blast of pink energy! "Hey! She's a superhero! She just shot me with a blast from her hand!" The second shouted! The first didn't hear as he was mere inches away from a very low cut spandex top that barely contained the biggest breasts he'd ever seen! And they were braless! He could see the obviously huge nipples beneath starting to grow erect, no doubt from his manly presence! The next thing Super Kitty needed to do was knock them out before they reacted in their typical criminal manner. She punched the first man in the temple with her free hand, instantly knocking him unconscious, then threw his falling body at the second before he could get his gun out. Both bodies collided with a somewhat sickening sound. Brushing the dirt off her as she got up, she decided to wait right there for the other people to come out so she could transform them, but then the sounds of approaching sirens came to her, making the idea of sticking around in front of a bank being robbed sound stupid. If the police were that close then it was a sure bet no one inside would be getting too far. Best she get going, too. She leaped into the air and sailed away, the image of Superman in the first movie flying away after saving the kitty cat from a tree coming to her mind. She enjoyed the movie, but they needed to work on the affect of flying better. It was getting late and finding someone with ugliness in their heart was getting harder. She did a good job tonight though, hitting a total of six people! Tomorrow they'll find themselves getting more beautiful, then maybe they won't lower themselves to such ugly actions. She flew towards the Mall and saw something that intrigued her. Standing on the rood of the Jazz Restaurant was a muscular figure in blue and gold! It was another super! And she knew who it was, too! She'd seen his picture several times in the paper! This was exactly the type of superhero she needed on her side! But maybe she'd have a little fun first. The police arrived and found the two unconscious bank robbers in front of the bank at the exact moment two others burst from the broken doors! They immediately held their hands up, knowing they'd gotten caught. Rounding up the two coming out, an ambulance was called for the two that were unconscious, most likely the work of some do-gooder prowling the night. They were taken to the city hospital where they would be evaluated. As they were loaded into the ambulance, one of the paramedics was heard to comment of the color of their hair. One of the fellows had lemon yellow colored hair while the other had hair the color of fresh cut grass! The only thing they thought was how some people went a little too far to stand out. Warrant sensed something approaching and turned around. He expected to see Ms. Invincible flying towards him from out of the darkness, but was startled into speechlessness by the vision that greeted his eyes! A fabulously curvy woman, insanely beautiful, barely wearing a pink and yellow one piece much like a bathing suit, was landing on the roof next to him! He couldn't immediately decide which to take in first! The humongous tits that bounced and swayed ever so thrillingly or the wide, round hips that swayed and pumped delightfully as she moved or the countless other details that his male mind were simultaneously picking out! He merely stood there, half of him only dimly realizing he was growing a massive erection, the other half hoping she was as eager to know him as he was to know her! Thoughts of getting close to the reclusive Ms. Invincible were gone! "Hi, handsome." She purred, her hips gyrating wantonly as her long smooth legs moved her closer. She undulated closer until the tips of her huge soft tits barely touched his wide, muscular chest. When they did it was like electricity! "H-h-hi." He muttered. His cock was positively throbbing and no doubt very obvious! He didn't care! He wanted her to know he found her sexy as hell! She looked him up and down, one hand on her hips while the other slid sensuously up her own body, over her breast, to play with a rebellious curl tickling her soft cheek. Her tongue played with her plump upper lip as she gazed in his eyes, her hands sliding onto his chest where she began to rub and squeeze. "You have a lot of muscles. I find that yummy." she whispered sexily as she pressed her huge soft bosom against his stomach. He couldn't help but desire to kiss her. She must have known his intentions as she leaned against him even more, tilting her head up, eyes half closed and luscious lips slightly parted! The kiss was beyond what he would have dreamed! In the back of Warrant's brain he realized that if Ms. Invincible were to show up now, he might have something of a fight on his hands! Growling with lust, Warrant snatched up the bountiful, beautiful woman in his arms and took off straight up, causing Super Kitty to squeal delightfully! "You sure know how to sweep a girl off her feet!" She managed to say as they topped off high above the city! He chuckled as he looked into her eyes, mesmerized by their color and brightness. They were pink! Before he could think of something to say however, she had maneuvered until she had straddled his waist, her overstated bosom in front of his face! Arching herself backward, showing an ability few people had, she grasped his tights about his waist and pulled them down, exposing his cock! With his hands holding her wide, round hips, he marveled at the flexibility she was showing while spying how attractive the spandex crotch was starting to slip into her plump pussy! He smiled when he felt her fingers on his massive erection, grasping it firmly, enjoying the feeling as she began to jack him. He wondered if she were impressed with the size of his cock when he felt her plump mouth engulf it all! He was so surprised, he all but lost his ability to fly! "Oooh! I don't know if I can do this and keep us air borne!" He gasped out! He heard muffled giggling and felt the sweetest sensation as she pistoned her mouth on his hard cock! Her spandex covered pussy was mere inches away from his mouth, so he did the natural thing and attacked it with his mouth! He heard muffled squealing and felt her shake deliciously! She kept it up for several minutes before she raised herself back up, a sly grin on her slutty mouth. She had her legs on his shoulders now and grinned at him over her huge bust line. He grinned back, pleased with himself. "I have an idea." She purred as she snuggled lower. Her spandex covered pussy slid down his stomach until it rested against the tip of his shiny, hard cock! His first thought was if she had been naked, they could be fucking right then! Her breasts were mashed against his chest bulging them so they brushed both their chins! It was unbelievable how hugely endowed this woman was! Just all over, everything was BIG! "So do I." He smiled. He was bound and determined not to let this woman show HIM everything! He knew a few things as well! He was unprepared for what she did next though! Her yellow and pink spandex costume suddenly changed, morphing into a slinky, pink satin baby doll negligee that was mostly transparent! He saw how huge and pink her nipples were and barely had the ability to note she wasn't wearing anything else as he felt her wet pussy start to engulf his rigid cock slowly! He grasped her big ass as he felt himself slide into her, her mouth opening wider as the bulk of him filled her up! "Damn! You're so TIGHT!" He gasped out as her pussy suddenly clenched like a velvet vise around his pole! She shrieked as she straddled him, her legs wrapped around until her ankles were locked! "Honey, do you want to help me expand beauty?" She breathily asked, her breasts wedged against his chest, jiggling and shaking with her! "Uh . . sure." He muttered. He couldn't think of anything like that at the moment! He had his hands literally full! Her hands locked behind his neck, looking into his eyes as she wiggled and pumped her body on his cock! "I really want to know, baby, if you think I'm beautiful." "YES! Oh, for the love of country, YES!" He gasped! "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" "Oh, goody!" She wiggled her expansive bottom against him, trying to fit more of his wonderful cock inside her! "Your cock fills my pussy sooooo nicely!" She gasped! He could only grip her wonderful wide hips or big exciting ass as he concentrated as best he could on maintaining his flying! Her body was giving him as much pleasure as she was getting and watching her, it seemed she was getting tons of it! They must be flying all over the place, zigzagging all over the sky! It was amazing watching her body move, her huge breasts jiggle and wobble underneath that see thru nighty, the large, thick nipples bouncing and wiggling, tracing a dizzying pattern! He was getting close to shooting off himself the sensations were so intense! He'd only been fucking Super Kitty for just a minute or two and already he was close! Suddenly she shrieked loudly, her body going through spasms that forced his own orgasm to happen! Her fingers locked themselves into his hair, pulling and yanking as she rocketed through a huge explosion of pleasure he could only dream of! He himself shot deeply, feeling his entire body centered around his pumping cock! His hands firmly grasped her hips as he thrust as deep as he could as he continued cumming! It was the largest, most intense orgasm of his life! Thank his stars he was invulnerable or the pain of her orgasm would have hurt him! As she came down from her sexual high, she again became aware of where she was and with whom. Looking at the worn superhero she still straddled, she noted he looked as if he had fought a battle to exhaustion, so weary and disheveled he appeared. When he gave her a satisfied smile, she couldn't help but giggle. They also appeared to be more than a mile up! "I had a great time, hunk, but I'm going to have to go now." She kissed him passionately as she ran her hands through his hair and about his body. He returned the kiss, his own hands finally being able to grasp more than just her hefty, shapely ass! When she drew back, her hands still entwined in his hair, she let loose a blast of pink energy that all but blinded him! ZZAP! He couldn't know what it was, only that his battle reflexes were trained to react in just a situation as just happened! Without thinking he flung her away, all sorts of thoughts going through his head! Was it all a set up? Did she really just blast him? Was it another attack? Was it Ms. Invincible attacking in a jealous rage? He didn't know and wouldn't until he got his sight back! The thought of being caught in a surprise attack with his pants down around his ankles spurred him to act quickly! He pulled his tights back up, squinting his eyes trying to see what was around! He was obviously all right, feeling no pain or damage anywhere. It was just light! The sun had dropped hours ago, making that pink flash all the more devastating to his sight! Pink flash? He looked around for Super Kitty, not immediately seeing her. "SUPER KITTY!" He called for her but there was no answer. He had an idea of what might have happened, given what he knew of her. He'd read about what the paper had said about Super Kitty and had seen the news video, the few that there were, of her in action, so had garnered somewhat of an idea of her powers and personality. In his estimation and it was all guess work on his part until he'd actually found her and spoke to her again, she was promiscuous while private, preferring to satisfy her urges anonymously. She was using her powers to battle crime, that much was certain, probably from some desire to meet out the justice she never got when she was younger. Perhaps she had been abused and her promiscuous nature came from that, while her powers only made satisfying her urges easier. As far as her powers went, he'd heard of her transforming several people, mostly males, into buxom woman with varying hair color. Though hair color differed from individual to individual, the range going all over the color chart, the transformed people shared a degree of voluptuous bodies that rivaled most centerfold models! Looking at himself, he was thankful he hadn't been transformed like they had. He wouldn't have known what he would have done had that happened! Shaking his head, feeling a shame creep up on him for letting his base desires take control and feeding the insecurities of a young woman, he decided that he wasn't the man he thought he was. He would have to atone for what he'd done tonight. The second thing he would have to do is find Super Kitty and apologize. Third, he would have to find Ms. Invincible and apologize to her. He didn't anticipate Ms. Invincible taking it well, though she had been a little distant to him for several months now. First though, he would go home and take a long shower and think about his actions tonight. He wasn't happy with himself right then, but more importantly he began to feel strange. Julie Smithe started to dry her shapely, fit body with one of her favorite towels when the doorbell rang. Looking at the clock in the bathroom, 9:10, she wondered where the time had gone! Grabbing her robe, she walked to her door and peered out the privacy hole, giggling when she saw Mike had dyed his shock of hair blue. "What is he doing now?" She snickered. 'For a superhero who abides by the law, a rare thing nowadays, he certainly has grown something of a humorous side,' she thought to herself as she undid her lock. He really did a good job, too! When she opened the door though, her smile faded by the look on his face. "What happened?" She asked, stepping aside. His look of surprise that she already knew alarmed him, but there was no way she could know anything had happened yet, could she? He shuffled past, two sacks in one arm, a dozen roses and a bottle of wine in the other. "That obvious, huh?" He muttered back. Placing the two sacks on the counter in her kitchen, he handed the dozen roses to her, a weak smile on his handsome face. "They're very pretty." She said, reaching into a cabinet for a vase to put them in. After quickly arranging them, she turned and studied him, trying to guess what might have happened while she was napping. She knew he would tell her everything when he was ready. Then something occurred to her besides the obvious change he'd done to his hair. There was something about him that seemed off somehow. She tried to fathom what it was as he dished out food onto her plates and opened the bottle of wine. "I like the hair, but it's a bit wild for you. What else did you do?" He didn't react to her statement like she thought he would. "My hair?" He looked perplexed, then decided to go look at it for himself. Was he so down on himself that he'd forgotten to comb his hair or something? Looking in the mirror of her bathroom though, he decided that maybe he did comb it, but he certainly didn't dye it! "What the hell is THIS?" He asked his reflection as if it could answer! He wished it could because he didn't have any answers! Peering over his shoulder, Julie ran her fingers through it, noting it was a lot softer than before. "You didn't dye it blue?" She already knew the answer before he said it. "NO!" He ran his hand through it, wondering when something like this could have happened! Was he having some sort of reaction to something he ate? He'd watched a news report some time back about the physiologies of superheroes and how strange reactions to everyday substances could happen simply because of their unique abnormalities! But this? "It's a little longer, too. I'd say a good inch." She supplied. "What a strange day I'm having." He muttered. Then he remembered the encounter with Super Kitty and that strange pink flash after they were done . . ! He turned to her, intent on revealing his indiscretions, but before he could she told him something that unnerved him. "Along with the hair, there's something about you that seems . . . different. You may be experiencing some sort of system rebalance due to your powers that's inducing a needed change. Remember Titan?" At his nod she reminded him of his phenomenal strength and how after a few years of doing the cape thing, one day his body started growing larger. After a week he'd gained 14" of height and another 160 pounds of muscle, making him the strongest man on earth! Remembering Super Kitty and her pink energy flash or whatever it was, he decided that maybe a system rebalancing of his body was probably what he'd better be hoping for. He had a nasty feeling the blue hair was her fault! If what he'd read about was true, about her changing people into buxom women, then he'd better start thinking! He wondered what other changes Julie noticed. "So, what else is there about me that's seems different?" "Well," She paused as she looked him up and down. "you're not as tall as you were before." Looking at the top of her head, he judged himself to be right where he normally was with her. Then he looked at her robe and bare feet, instantly realizing she wasn't wearing her 3" boots. "Oh, shit." He needed to sit down. "Here, I'll help you." Brushing off her arm, he declared he needed no help in reaching the couch. He was mad at himself for being weak and was obviously paying for his mistake! "I need to tell you something." He pointed at the chair in front of him, waiting for her to sit. Her expression was completely neutral as she wrapped her robe tightly about her, anticipating the worst. He began at the point when they parted in the sky and didn't end until he'd shown up at her door. The whole time she didn't say anything, just listened. When he was done he waited for her to say something. He waited for the endless questions that usually came. In the back of his mind he wondered why she would even care. Hadn't they just been friends for the longest time, now? When she sighed, he knew it was an indication of her speaking so he gave her his full attention. "I suppose I should take some of the blame for this." He was more than a little surprised at that! "What? Why? You didn't do anything!" "I know. That's just it. I haven't done anything for a while now. I don't know what my problem is, but I can't seem to have any feelings for anyone." "Anyone?" He asked. She nodded, realizing what he wasn't saying. If she should have any feelings for anyone, wouldn't it be him first? "No one, I mean." She turned away, afraid he might think she was cold. It didn't use to be like this, she thought. Their relationship was hot and heavy at one point in time! After a few years of caping it and building her Miss Julie Smithe graphic artistry portfolio, along with trying to keep a relationship with another superhero going, she was feeling drained of inspiration! Tired! She was feeling the pressures of living two lives. There didn't seem to be any excitement. And to be honest with herself, she really needed to sit back and think about where she was heading with her present life, bec