“Was the information helpful at all?” Blake asked, though he was slightly crestfallen when the two police officers shook their heads.

Another day, another body. Another innocent life lost. This time, it’s a pretty Latino young woman with a green face paint on part of her face. Blessed with an athletic figure, Blake imagined that she must have looked like a million bucks when she was alive, her cold body while pale still indicated that she is a person of colour.

“So other than the face paint, we have no information about playing dress-ups? No costumes whatsover?”

“Nope. But this time however I think we might have gotten a small break.” Grace Chen stood up and proferred something to Blake. “She clutched something in her hand, and I think the man missed it when trying to, you know… ”

“Is that… blood? That red blotch over there.” Blake remarked, noticing that it had a prominent red dot on the corner.

“More like a symbol? Tore off a card or a poster. I’d venture a guess it might be a smaller hotel or motel which is would look the other way with regards to ladies offering, ahem, night services.” Blake raised an eyebrow at that comment, while Grace just shrugged. “Hey, we’re in the same line of work. This is already common stuff for me.”

Blake turned the piece of paper back and forth before pocketing it. “Let’s see if we have better luck this time with people around the block.”

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“What the hell is happening to me?” That’s the main question running through Supergirl’s mind as she flew across the country in the afternoon sky, her red cape sweeping back and wide, fluttering in the wind as she tried to clear her head.

The past week had been noticeably unconventional to say the least, for Kara. Meeting the three wiccan ladies; then dropping by and noticing a weird magical force-field of sort that seems to be protecting the entire place that was the Midvale Orphanage.

Since the ‘fateful’ day of her and Kal having finally done it, allowing herself to be deflowered by the Last Son of Krypton, she had been feeling all sort of hormonal, albeit it was like a gentle simmer underneath it all. But after returning from the old Midvale orphanage that now allegedly houses the “RedDot Foundation” the aroused feeling seems to have intensified. Her entire body keeps feeling edgy and tingly all over, threatening to get out of control. And she wasn’t entirely sure that she really wanted to keep herself in check.

She knows her body is playing catch-up with the intended growth trajectory into a fully matured Kryptonian female all due to the years in statis on her way to Earth, and she’s knows enough about her size to know that she’s slowly filling out – the red and yellow <S> on her invulnerable top is now stretched larger and thinner across her chest in line with her growth, and the skirt had shortened an inch or so as she gained in height and her butt become even more shapelier.

Perhaps that’s why Kal needed those couple of years away from society to try and manage his own raging libido and supersenses, especially with that one glorious supermuscle between his thighs. Given her circumstances, secret identity and all, she dare not disappear without any concrete reasons. That continued enhancement of her supersenses? For the Maid of Might it felt like a litteral explosion. Even though she had anticipated that Kryptonian puberty needs might differ from normal humans, the ongoing experience, especially now having had her first true sexual coupling with Kal, seemed to have thrown her body into a weird flux. Her libido seemed to surged erratically throughout the day, irrespective of whether she paid any heed to her needs. It seems to get harder by the day to manage all the changes, as unbiden sexual thoughts would immediately make her body warm and tingly, going from 0 to 100 on the horniness scale in seconds. It was akin to trying to keep raging volcano of arousal, on that threatens to erupt at any one time, in check.

It doesn’t help that she was still in high school, where her superhearing would pick up all those pleasureable cries and moans of horny teenagers making out all over the grounds. Their raging heartbeats and incredible smell of their blood flushed with arousal causing all sorts of ruckus to Kara’s body. It caused her to start rubbing her thighs together as she tried vainly to calm her rising heat. More than a few times she would suddenly realise a few boys were looking at her with more than a passing interest before realising that her nipples have stood up attentively like bullets, not to mention the her damp underwear. She had no doubt that if it were not for her invulnerable Kryptonian costume underneath her blouses, they would have been staring at possibly the most powerful pair of superbreasts out in the world.

That did forced Kara to the restroom a few times, trying desperately to calm herself down and tune things out. When that didn’t work, she had tried working in a superspeed masturbation session to gain any minor relief. Trying to stay quiet enough while keeping her xray vision and superhearing on standby so that she doesn’t get caught. But when had to give into one large surge that had built up, she just had enough senses to doff her outer cloting, and flew to the nearby woods between the towns during the middle of English period. She could feel Alex’s concerned gaze focused on her back even as she excused herself hurriedly for the upteenth time.

But she just needed to get this out of the way. Like, now!

Her initial running of her fingers over her damp bush and clit quickly giving way to the repeated plunging deep into her well-lubricated cunny as she tried to relieve her raging heat deep within her inner core. No longer caring whether some hikers might stumble upon Supergirl wantonly pleasuring herself out in the ‘open’ she gave in to her needs, moaning and crying out repeatedly from the see-sawing action. Moving faster and insistently, in and out of her warm pussy her fingers went, eventually causing her cunny to glow red from friction of her movements.

It felt like an eternity, but she eventually crested her peak in less than eight minutes. Moments prior to Kara’s due, the Girl of Steel’s bit down on her own lips with all her superstrength, almost drawing blood as she tried to clamp down on her own powerful screams. Within another three plunges she finally came, her inner muscles clenching powerfully onto her fingers as copious amount of girl cum blasted down past her pearly gates and ran down her thighs onto the ground. The heat was such that despite the moment her cum heat the grass they actually sizzled and burnt, turning into ashes even as her sticky liquid also condensed into the air.

When she eventually came down from her small orgasmic high, Kara realised that her powerful shudders had fell the oak tree that she was leaning against. Where her butt had met the ground there was a three feet deep and half a mile-wide crater around her.

So much for a ‘controlled’ climax.

Kara had shared her current incessant situation with Vampirella, hoping that the more experienced vampire would be able to provide at least some advice on how to cope. However, even the dark siren was at a loss with what’s happening, for the same had not happened to the hybrid vampire.

On another note, Vampirella did express interest with the trafficking of creatures through Midvale-Leesberg, though according to her, this is actually more to do with politics then anything else. Chief among where witches and vampires are still at odds with each other, and butting into another creature faction’s matters is a strict no no. She suggested that Kara avoid wading into another creature’s business for now and let things lie. Even if it might mean life or death.

Guess there’s always stupid politics wherever there’s people involved. Terrans or otherwise.

Which is why this afternoon’s unforseen self-pleasuring had been a welcomed distraction from all that has happened.

That, and the sudden unexpected movement of the New Madrid Fault line that had jolted part of the South.

Despite most of the damages being relatively contained within a ten mile radius, many of the older infrastructured had suffered major cracks. Some threatened to break such as Harrison Bridge, while a couple more older buildings have collapsed. Supergirl offered to play human excavator in support of the main rescue team, what with her invulnerability and strength. Not to mention her remarkable eyes and ears that was able to help pinpoint potential survivors, helping to dig lift and move tens of tons of concrete rubble as a one-woman excavator on the scene.

She was holding a section of a twenty-ton collapsed road when she felt a vibration coming from the ground.

“Aftershocks! Everyone get cover!” Many of the rescuers scrambled towards clear areas as this particular shockwave went through its course, Kara herself lifting the huge block overhead and floated upwards to keep her eyes peeled for any other crumbles. It would another five minutes before the firefighters and rescue workers returned to their respective posts.

Suddenly, Kara’s superhearing picked up another cracking sound, coming towards her left. Her eyes following the source, she suddenly saw the top three floors of a ten-storey buidling breaking free and collapsing, with a group of firefighters and rescue workers directly in the way.

No time to call them out to run. A controlled burst of superbreath sent part of the debris away from impending doom, but two firefighters were unfortunately still caught, having responded last to try and get away from the zone. As the shadow grew larger, both of them took a risk and dove into space in between the parts of rubble on the ground, hoping that the partial destroyed blocks will be able to cover them slightly from the worst.

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Dust flew about everywhere as hundreds of tons of concrete hit thr ground. Or rather, someone who was more stronger and invulnerable. As some of the workers started to stand up amidst the dust they heard, and then saw a large chunk of concrete rising up. Lifted up by a remarkable young woman whose costume is the bright red and yellow <S> on the her chest. Like an angel, Supergirl’s body shone through like a beacon of hope.

Supergirl had shielded most of the fallen concrete by spreading her body and her cape as wide as possible over herself and the men. One large block that came down however was still much larger than anticipated. Kara still managed to catch hold of it though only just. With the sudden weight pressing down on her, her stance changed in tune with the falling weight’s momentum, going from standing to a kneeling position. She managed to stop the fall in time, avoiding having both her dense Kryptonian body and the additional weight crush down on the two rescue workers who was shivering still from the entire ordeal.

They way she stood now however gave the two male firefighters a first row view of the Girl of Steel’s covered nether regions from their vantage point. Looking upwards from that small space their faces were literally inches away from her bottoem, her skirt still fluttering with the breeze and dust.

Even if the block’s weight was not up to her limit, the continuous aftershocks and minor shifts all over the ground meant she had to be even more careful. Kara took her time to steady herself before slowly pushing the entire concrete weight up, rising and standing up slowly while maintaining her balance. The two spectators’ eyes opened even wider, and their lower bodies suddenly buldged large and hard as they observed her atheletic thighs and legs flexing powerfully. Each muscular satriations, each bulge and valley appearing over her toned figure as she did a power lift.

It was also then that Kara realised that using her superstrength and abilities in this unique way in front of an appreciative turns her on. Judging by how wet she felt down under her skirt, she was very, very much turned on.

And she enjoyed it! Each and every second of it.

Lifting the block high above her head and floating upwards, she finally parked the huge debris to the side together with the other rubble. The two men whose faces where still enthralled by the incredible erotic show was finally rescued from their rabbit hole.

She thought that would be the last of it, but that aroused feeling never really subsided even as she toiled for another hour or so, eventually clearing most of the wreckage. In fact, she had later felt a sense of disappointment of sorts, her body seemingly desiring more. To be able to exert her abilities and body that might lead to even more self gratification.

Either that, or she really needs a truly good fuck. Badly. As the last survivors were brought to safety, her mind wandered back to her seemingly compromising position, of having the two firefighters positioned and looking up at the ultimate prize that lay beneath her short Kryptonian skirt. Recalling how her sensitive body felt their rapid breathing blowing against her, how her covered slit grew damp as the men’s pants tented up prominently over their crotch… the tingling never stopped as she absent-mindedly grabbed the hem of the skirt with her right hand and slowly raised it upwards, her eyes semi-closed as that earlier heat and need rose with each passing heartbeat.

If only she had then thrown the block away at that time with a flick of her powerful arms. If only she had gone the next step, flexing and showing off her truly larger, more powerful Krytonian full figure, expanding her tight invulnerable fabric to its max as it strains to contain her maturing body. Then in a quick burst of speed and strength, she would take off her reds and blues, to finally show the firemen what a true Kryptonian female looks and feels like. And then to take and push his cock deep within herself…

“Supergirl, Hey Supergirl!” Kara was quickly brought out from her reverie and back to the present when the chief called out to her, thanking the team on behalf. Spattering a simple “Your Welcomed” with as much grace, Kara agreed to a few obligatory photos with the crew before fleeing into the sky. Before she truly lose control and proceeded to act out on her fantasy, and really start fucking all of them there and then to quell that bubbling heat that threatened to spill out.

She needed to resolve her problem. Quickly. And she so hoped that she didn’t have to speak to Kal for this one.