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Birth of the Undead - Staying Alive 3 (NSFW)

Written by kshoo :: [Saturday, 30 April 2022 04:34] Last updated by :: [Saturday, 30 April 2022 09:03]

<News reports for the past week>

“ A riot between a group of violent protestors against the police in Indonesia was suddenly interrupted when suddenly a thick smokescreen or fog appeared between the two groups, breaking up a potentially disastrous outcome…”

“Victims of Typhoon Rasa in Vietnam was brought to safety… reports claim that a blonde woman who could fly helped the emergency services to quickly find and evacuate more than 50 people…”

“Earthquake brought down a large building in Lahore, Pakistan last night… observers claimed that a human figure in low light had helped to stabilise the crumbling building, buying time for many to run away unscathed…”

“Bushfire in South Africa that threatened multiple large villages was controlled when the burning stopped just at the edge of a control line. This, despite many firefighters claimed that they were not in the vicinity at the time…”

“Major gang activity was halted suddenly in Rio early this morning when members from two gangs going up against each other suddenly found themselves going up against a seemingly insurmountable wall. Some claimed that the wall was the devil in the form of a blonde woman who seemed to be indestructible to all types of guns…”

<Evening, Gotham>

Vampirella almost laughed out loud when she realised Superman’s antics.

To tell the truth, she herself wasn’t even sure whether the Man of Steel would accept her olive branch and  turn up at her place. After all, it was an awkward proposal (which she had cheekily put forward), especially for one who already has a steady mate. A mate that had spent enough time entangled in each other’s arms and bed, she assumed. Irregardless of whether it had caused any huge ruckus in his private life, she was pleasantly surprised when Batman called her up to confirm on their date.

“Have fun” was all the Dark Knight ventured, though she could literally picture the slight smirk on that real-life playboy’s face when he said those words over the phone.

Still. Would the World’s Biggest Boy Scout actually turn up at the designated time? Unconsciously though as the days came nearer she found herself feeling more restless than excited.

That thought was wiped away completely as she prepared another summer barbeque for her supposedly, privately-invited one-night-stand. Given her liquid diet, gourmet cooking isn’t really part of her hobby nor life goals, but given that it is summer, grilled meat would still be the best option to go for, especially when there's lots of meat. Vampirella assumed that similar to Gotham’s own Dark Knight, Superman would be similarly famished for red meat.

Her enhanced senses are such now that she could literally see and hear miles further away from where she was, though it was still a happy coincidence that she happened to look upwards as she came through the back patio carrying stacks of seasoned, uncook ribeyes that her telescopic vision had picked him up in his red and blues a few thousand feet in the sky, observing her going about her tasks.

Not even breaking her stride, she just proceeded with preparing the grill, getting the charcoal and then lighting them up to build the fire. When she finally placed the first slice of meat on the grill and started the cooking, she just spoke to no one in particular. “If you’re going to watch me from afar, why don’t you make yourself useful and help me work this grill while I do the salads. That way we don’t have to wait too long for dinner.” She was then rewarded with a slight rustling sound of clothing as well as the gentle crunching of the grass as Superman finally landed on her backyard.

In actual fact, Kal was still having the mental debate in his mind throughout the entire day even as he still went to work. But after the Chief threw his piece back once too many times due to uncharacteristic incoherent reporting and multiple spelling errors he gave up for the day, and just left through the fire exit in his supersuit for the dinner date with Vampirella. The place wasn’t exactly hard to find – after all, not many houses were built near to the largest cemetary of Gotham City, even less so who are interested to stay within the vicinity of one. The ground is peppered with trees around the edges of the border wall, though it won’t stop anyone or anything that plans to snoop from much high-up.

He wasn’t exactly surprised that Vampirella could actually see him a thousand feet away on the ground, but he was surprised that she hadn’t worn anything similar to either her signature red slingsuit or the latest blue and red. Far from it.

Instead, she had on a simple red camisole paired with a pair of short pants that only extended to mid-thighs. For some reason she still wore long black stockings paired with a pair of black boots, but all in all it was quite a simple getup for a typical summer evening, the tight clothing concealing everything and yet still revealing each and every of her womanly curves. While Bruce had told him about Vampirella’s warrior heritage, the 5 ft 11 inch brunette looked more like a typical American woman with Mediterranean roots rather than a warrior queen ala Wonder Woman or Big Barda from another dimension.

Slightly wary of what’s going to happen though, they exchanged glances, before Kal moved to take over the grill, flipping the rib-eyes over as it sizzled over the fire, the meat cooking with all the heat from beneath.  

“Just make whatever that suits you. I like mine to be… as rare as possible.” He looked up just as Vampi disappeared through the glassdoors into the house.

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“Why me?” Kal-el asked just after they have tucked away their plates. Dinner was a relatively low-key, though mono-syllable affair. Superman could sense that Vampirella was trying to make nice, but as he is still slightly peeved and a bit frustrated to be placed in such a predicament that he just didn’t reciprocate her warmer gestures. Yet.

The ever-observant Vampirella was well-aware about the Man of Steel’s situation, but just played along by continuing to make small talk, with topics ranging from Gotham City, politics and crime. She even commended about his and Lois’ reporting on the human trafficking topic as part of the Daily Planet’s special expose, even though she knew deep down she was the one who found the initial link and passed that on to a certain Caped Crusader on the side.

The start of everything that eventually lead to this day.

Then of course, the cutting away of the pleasantries and back on point.

“Well, you ARE Superman, are you not?” Observing his non-reply reply, she continued “And as the Last Son of Krypton, you would be the one male on this planet who would appreciate this, no?” Upon saying that, she nonchalantly flexed her right arm, making a Kryptonian-sized large bicep appear on her sleeveless arm. Despite his vaunted will of steel, even Kal couldn’t help but gasp in surprise at the surprisingly large girth that sat powerfully on her athletic-looking arm, the bulge looking out of place on her toned physique, and seemingly stretching her skin to its fullest. The bulge on her arm would rival even his own, and he was Superman!

With that simple display, it wasn’t the only thing that bulged among the two superhumans. Having a body-builderesque body type himself, Superman could appreciate the projection of power and strength just by the display of large and obvious ridges covered by his tight-fit costume, and unconsciously it also made him even more appreciative seeing them on others, females especially, whether heroines and villainesses alike. Hence inspite of himself, Superman is still a man after all, and like all men who became aroused, a slight bulge started to form between his legs, becoming more prominent as more blood flowed downwards.

The fact was not lost on Vampirella whose superhearing had detected the faster hearbeat of the Man of Steel sitting opposite her, and the sound of invulnerable fabric slowly stretching to accomodate his growth. With Kal slowly growing to an inhumanly large size even while semi-flaccid, she didn’t even need to use her x-ray vision to see the outline of the large penis forming.

 Smiling seductively at Kal, she continued “Like what you see? After going through my transformation, it would seem like these kitties are now everywhere all over my body. I can feel their hardness all over my smooth skin, rippling all over whenever I flex or stretch.” She could detect the slight quickening in Kal’s breathing as she gently caressed the large and hard bulge on her arm. “Since you understand now how firm and large I have become, I suppose you would appreciate them better, and hence you would be the only logical choice to… satisfy my urges now. I’ve tried so many things since to try to contain my urges, but regular men and all those plastic dildos just won’t do anymore, for they could barely even get through my entrance. I need a real man, a SUPERman like you, to help me scratch that itch.”

That brought Superman back to reality. His eyes narrowed, as he remembered the reason that he came here, and how Vampirella came to have her powers. Replying coldly, Kal merely remarked “Since when is your sex life my problem? If a wonderful turn in the sack is what you are looking for, I am sure there are many others out there who would be interested to have a wonderful night with you.”

“Ah, but you see, it is not… satisfying. Not anymore. The other day I tried to get some information out of another creature who was being difficult. Normally, whenever I present these” she indicated her hourglass-like figure “they would sing like a canary. But this time he resisted my womanly charms, and so I used my tried and tested boobs eyefest. A gentle push of my twin peaks into his face had crushed his nose and almost all of his cheeks, and a creature who is unable to talk is of no use to me. Luckily vampires heal fast, so I could have another turn at getting what I need out of him.”

That last remark sounded so ominous that Kal shuddered slightly imagining being at the receiving end of Vampirella’s information extraction treatment. He could see that gravity seemed to have no effect on her twin large mounds, already stretching her camisole and not hiding anything beneath.

However, he remained steadfast. “Big muscles you may have, but it would take an equivalent of a SUPERwoman in order to satisfy ME as well. Not many would be able to take it if I truly let loose, that’s why I am so careful with everyone, even among heroes and villains alike.”

“Is that so? Is that what you tell your mate? I wonder how she could even get a rise out you, given that she’s so weak and frail whereas you are so large and firm. I assume that it must be SOOOOO frustrating for you have to try and keep your size in check in order for her to fit you in?” Vampirella has started to loose her patience slightly, and hence her remarks became sharper. Seeing how he blushed, she deduced that reality is actually not far off from what she talked about.  

“Come now, Kal-el. Have you never thought of doing it with someone who would be able to go up against you? Word on the street is that you’ve bedded Wonder Woman, Big Barda, Maxima and more. Even the underaged Wonder Girl, especially when your hormones come up to the fore and you needed your full release, all under the guise of being influenced by other villains or technology that is beyond your control. Maybe you’re not really the true Boy Scout that the papers makes you out to be.”

“NO! That… that’s not true. I have never done anything like that…” Kal felt the heat rising despite now being nighttime, as if he himself is now placed at the end of an interrogation session.  

“Never? Really? I wonder. I’ve lived long enough to know that people will come to regret it when they use that word. Tell me, are you also saving up the best for last? To finally one day do it with the one the world calls ‘Supergirl’? Since she’s coming of age, it won’t be too long now before you can finally fuck her with all your strength… really make sure that the wait is worth it, since both of you are the last of your kind…”

“DON’T TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT! YOU DON’T GET TO TALK ABOUT HER, YOU MURDERER!” With that he just stood up and reached over to give Vampirella a full-force tight slap, but he was shocked when Vampirella just moved out of the way faster than a blink of an eye and instead grabbed hold of his hand. Standing up, she coolly spoke while walking over the table to stand in front of Kal. “You men are all the same. Once you can’t win a verbal argument then you start using your fists. Or hands. Though this time, I’d like to see you try.”

The gauntlet has been thrown, the meaning is obvious. Kal himself is definitely not going to give-in without a fight. Vampirella expected nothing less from the most powerful superhero on Earth. Even though he started it, Kal’s own training and habit of being more careful around people meant that he normally pulls his punches, despite his attempt on hitting Vampirella’s face with a significant portion of his strength and speed. “Perhaps that’s why she was able to catch my movement so easily” he thought to himself, still unconvinced.

Both Superman and Vampirella eyed each other for a while, with the latter’s mouth curving upwards along the edges in a slightly mocking smile as she felt resistance from the Man of Steel, making it seem as if she has the upperhand. But before she could say anything smart though, suddenly Superman pulled both their hands towards himself, destabilising the unprepared vampire who tumbled forwards slightly, and then with a toss of his arm towards the side, sent her flying, crashing into and through the decades-old stone wall.  

Superman calmly float-walked over, the dust not impacting his supervision one bit. A little concerned that he might have overdone it, there doesn’t seem to be any sign of the vampire as he looked around curiously.

“I actually like that wall. Old and historic, and very hard to repair. You owe me one for that.” Kal turned away just a tad too slowly as he felt a boot coming down hard onto his head from above, that kick sending him flipping across to the side to bring down one of the large maple trees, though Superman managed to arrest his flight midway so as not to hit the wall. As the large trunk fell towards the ground and towards him, he reached out and grabbed hold of the fifteen foot trunk with one hand as if he was just holding onto a box of tissue paper. Readjusting his grip, he took hold of it like a baseball bat and then bounced it up and down like he would a baseball, seemingly contemplating his next move.

Vampi’s mouth watered slightly as she observed the bulging biceps and the gentle flexing of his muscular physique of the Last Son of Krypton, which almost led to her missing another attack as she just managed to jump upwards missing the initial swing of the trunk towards her from the side, though she couldn’t avoid the follow-up superbreath against her. The force of the trunk hitting her was just about enough to send her smashing against another tree trunk which eventually was bent, but not felled as yet. That situation was quickly rectified with Kal’s follow-up swing, the incoming tree trunk hitting both Vampi and the maple tree in one large swipe, finally felling the unfortunate vegetation onto the ground, destroying Kal’s make-shift bat in the process as well.  

“Think it’s time for you to do some remodeling to go along with your body’s changes too. Maybe that will keep you occupied with something else other than sex.” Kal remarked coolly as he waited for the dust to settle, until he saw a womanly figure standing at the exact same spot with her arms under her large firm busom, her emerald eyes flashing red. Even though Bruce had warned him about Vampirella’s current powers, even though SHE herself had showed off her impressive bicep, Kal still had doubts that she could really match him. But a powerful heat vision that emanated from her eyes blasted across the night air hitting him on his chest removed those thoughts once and for all.

While he managed to catch himself and used his flight powers to partially arrest his momentum fairly quickly, he had still ploughed through at least a couple more beechwood and maple trees as if they were cardboard, sending them tumbling down all over the ground. Crashing against another part of stone wall, he laid on the floor for a while, actually feeling a little winded by the powerful blast against his chest.

Before he could get up however, Superman found himself pinned down and straddled on the grassy lawn by the Drakulon vampire. Though she had been hit a number of times, it seems she had shrugged it off without any issue, the dirt and dust even less of a concern. Her focus is on her guest.

Or rather, her prey.

“You know, I like men who wants play rough, or hard to get. Makes it more exciting, though I am not sure if this your preferred version of foreplay. Is this our interview session before having sex together? I assume that you have now seen enough of me to agree that I actually qualify to have a one-on-one with you? The type that is more private, of course.” To further drive down her point, she grabbed hold of both of Superman’s hands firmly, and pressed them backwards.

For all his supposedly vaunted superstrength and his vastly larger, muscular physique, Kal found that he was unable to push back against Vampirella’s own power! While his muscles buldged and flexed, Superman could only grunt in frustration as Vampirella, who is also straining to keep him pinned, tried to act as non-chalantly, even though her own powerful arms were also trembling from pushing him down, clear feminine muscular curves appearing on her arms and legs in line with her exertions.

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It is clear that despite their different body type and size, Vampirella is definitely a match for the Last Son of Krypton.

“F… Fuck you!” Kal-el was feeling more angry and frustrated as he just can’t seem to break warrior woman’s hold on him. A situation which the Man of Steel rarely finds himself in, even against the strongest, the most powerful of villains.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Such vulgar language, so uncharacteristic of a Boy Scout! Despite your struggles and you trying to tell yourself to reject it, I can actually feel your body warming up to me. And yes, I DO intend to FUCK.”

 And warm up it did. Superman being in such close proximity to a woman who is as powerful, if not more, than him, unconsciously stirred up his own fantasy of being overpowered by a woman that is of his equal, or even more powerful than him. Their mutual struggles has led to the casually dressed vampire to constantly rubb her short tights against his pants, and with such a close-up view of the acres of toned tit-flesh threatening to spill out from her tight camisole, her nipples firm enough that they tented up the thin fabric, it was all he could do to keep his growing arousal in check.

It was a fight that he would lose.

Vampirella merely smiled as she felt Superman’s struggles weakening while another part of his body continues to grow in response. While it wasn’t really on purpose that she found herself in this position, his continued struggles did have the unintended intention of brushing and pushing his hardening member against her covered southern lips. After waiting seemingly for ages, she felt and saw it poking slowly but insistently out from the waistband of his pants, the tight costume unable to contain his size any longer. Her emerald green eyes opened wider when she actually saw how BIG he became, and a part of her mind started to have second thoughts.  

But Vampirella is not a regular human being, and definitely not  a ‘normal’ vampire anymore. The fact that she’s holding her own against the vaunted Man of Steel and still managing to keep him at bay is proof of her newfound superpowers now, thanks to the wonderful Kryptonian DNA that is now part of her being.

She just hope that she could do enough to take him fully within her, and then stay alive, for that monster definitely looks capable of splitting any woman in half.

As her own arousal climbed, Vampirella bent down even more until she was merely inches away from Kal’s face. Looking into Kal’s eyes for a while, they observed each other before Vampirella crashed her lips onto Kal’s, moving her hand to hold her would-be lover. That sudden change in posture had initially surprised Superman, though when he came to his senses, he too moved his freed arms over the vampire’s back and instead held her closer to him, as he felt her tonguing him, kissing like long-lost lovers who were aching to get back into the game. As they went at it, his hands slid lower along until he cupped her wonderful butt, feeling the firmness of her rump as she flexed and relaxed with his strong caresses.

Their kisses only lasted a short while, for Superman and Vampirella could feel the throbbing heat increasing insistently from their respective lower regions. The fact that Kal’s larger than life superman is constantly rubbing and poking against Vampi’s toned abdomen was a clear signal that something needs to be done about it, and soon. Eventually Vampirella broke contact first, and with Kal’s hands gently holding on the back of her head, she smiled and locked eyes with Superman while slowly sliding southwards along his body. Positioning herself slightly above his thighs, her hands slowly but firmly grabbed the stretchy waistband of his blue tights and pulled it downwards, and in moments the throbbing member is fully liberated from its confines.

Vampirella marveled at the large size that is a Kryptonian penis. She had had her fair share of lovers throughout her long life, but Kal’s size is the most impressive thus far. Easily more than a foot long and about a third in width, it would take a remarkable woman to be able to take him all the way. A superwoman, in Vampirella’s case, and she was more than ready to try.

Taking off her red camisole, she freed her large breasts from their confines, amazed at how firm they are, with only a slight hint of teardrop despite their current size, all thanks to the remarkable DNA obtained from the young woman call Kara Zor El. She then lowered herself and engulfed Kal’s not-so-little superman within the soft confines of her beautiful twin busoms, feeling slightly amused when she heard Superman taking a sharp breath, before throwing his head back slightly and then groaning out loudly as he awaited her next move. Still, he was becoming so large that the head still poked out from her cleavage, his member pulsing seemingly in rhythm with his heartbeat.

She tested both of their firmness by placing her hands on both sides of her 36Ds and pushed inwards in her attempt to squash the organic rod in between. It only succeeded in eliciting another throaty moan from Kal, his supercock steel hard and throbbing in anticipation even. Definitely befitting his name Superman. Move she did, starting slowly as she rubbed up and down Kal’s Kryptonian pride, and as she got into a steady rhythm she lowered her head slightly so that she kissed and licked the purplish large mushroom that continued to piston up and down within her deep cleavage. Even though he was already larger than life, each of her stroke seemed to make his huge member seemingly grow ever so slightly with every pulse of his beating heart.

Stroke. Pulse. Grow. Stroke, pulse, grow.

Despite trying to contain his urges, Superman just couldn’t help himself as he felt himself being taken ever closer to eruption. Vampirella’s large globes are just absolutely amazing, and when she pressed her boobs against his trapped member he had felt an immensely powerful force gripping him so intimately, something that he had never felt before with Lois despite her best efforts. He had been telling the truth – while he had really fantasized so many times of making it with someone of a similar capability as he, he knows that only a proper WOMAN from his own race, powered by the yellow sun to become more than mortals, could give him the kind of sensation that he felt now. All his previous anger, his frustration slowly ebbed and melted away; all he could do now is go with the flow as he felt himself climbing towards a powerful orgasm.

“Hngg… hnggg… HNNNGGG… No…” Kal’climb upwards towards his climax intensified as Vampirella sped up her titty-fuck, her movements starting to become blurry as she hasten her movements, building Superman’s own excitement. He began to arch his hips towards the sky in tune with Vampi’s movements, his arms now no longer holding onto the black-haired woman’s head, but instead lay on both sides as he repeatedly clenched and relaxed his fists as he seemed to grasping at air, arm muscles bulging and relaxing as he fought his sexual urges. For even at the cusp of climaxing, he still remembered the danger he and his potential orgasm poses at full power.  

“Hnnggg… HNNNNGGG… S… STOP… too… power… ful… the people… HHHHnNNNGG…” The usual fear arose within Superman’s mind, that if and when he truly lets loose it would cause wanton destruction within the vicinity. He tried to verbalise it, but Kal felt his control ebbing away, as the fantastic feeling became even better, his eyes closed in a combination of frustration and pleasure. If he were to open his eyes and look downwards he would have seen a red glow eminating from the movement of his supercock within Vampi’s deep cleavage due to the heat generated from the friction of their movements at superspeed. Vampi however had heard his moans of concern, but like a moving missle, making it suddenly change course could have devastating consequences, and hence she ploughed on. When she thought he was nearing the end, she just stopped midstroke and pressed both her powerful breasts against the large cock, trying to contain as much as she could within her deep cleavage.

That final erotic act pushed Superman across the edge. “HNGGGGG… aarrrggGGGHHHHHH!!!!!” Crying out in absolute ecstacy, his penis of steel exploded excitedly within the deep confines that is Vampirella’s cleavage, the force of each of his ejaculation similar to a multiple megaton bomb going off. The first few powerful ejaculations went off within the soft confines between his lover’s boobs, the power of the blasts had caused multiple quake-like vibrations eminating from both superlovers for a ten-mile radius, causing many buildings windows to break and crash, cracking many of the walls and causing some less structurally intact ones to completely crumble to the ground. Vampirella held on determinedly despite feeling the powerful energy and heat expending so much within her twin globes, her cleavage now glowing deep red from the super-powerful semen being contained in such an intimate place.  

Despite Vampirella’s best effort, even she could only hold on so long until an absolute, final buck of his hips caused her to loosen her grip, as she felt that one final uncontained orgasmic blast hitting squarely against her chest blasting her upwards and away into the sky, before her apogee led to her crashing unceremoniously into a large sarcophagus over at the cemetary almost two miles away.

Superman could only pant with his sexual exertion as he lay on the ground, his member softening somewhat, leaking remaining cum onto the ground, its heat such that it had started to cause small fires on the relative dry ground, which he put out when he just rolled and patted them down . His eyes crossed and his mind a mix of pleasure and a slight pang of regret , he couldn’t help but marvel at the fact that Vampirella had actually contained much of the destruction before she was sent flying away with his final blast. Unsure of her whereabouts, he was still trying to get his bearings when he heard a clearing of throat.

Looking up and towards the dark sky, he saw a now nude Vampirella slowly floating down. Sitting on the ground and laying her back against one of the large trunks on the ground, she split her legs provocatively while rubbing her large firm globes, seemingly trying to massage away the remaining heat as her body continued to cool. He could see that her entire chest is still glistening with wetness, though from the looks of it the glistening, golden-whitish coat of liquid on her most of it doesn’t look like sweat. There wasn’t much left, though she still made a show of using her fingers to gently swirl her fingers around her exposed skin to pick up trace amount of jism before putting it into her mouth. They tasted divine.

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“Not sure if this was one of your test for me, but from the looks of it I think I’ve passed.” Looking around, she continued “And while I would really like to continue our coupling session, I do like my place very much, and from the… enthusiasm that we have both shown, I suggest we go elsewhere. At least someplace less… populous.” As she continued rubbing and caressing her large mounds, she smiled seductively at Superman, and her smile widened when she saw she had stirred up the little Kal yet again, Superman unable to contain himself from rising back to full mast.  

“Well well. Looks like you ARE ready for more. Since you are so concerned about the normal Terrans, why don’t we go take this to someplace else more private, like your home away from home?”

“How… How…” Superman spluttered a bit. His Fortress of Solitude is supposed to be that – a private place of solitude known only to him and at most Kara. How could this woman have known about that?

Ignoring the Man of Steel, she decided instead to up the ante. The raven-haired woman stood up, and reached deep into her cunt in full view of her one member audience. Superman was stunned to see Vampirella extract out a tiny package from within such an intimate place within herself, whatever reason might there be for her to place it there in the first place? A quick manipulation of the package, and Kal’s eyes opened wide as he realised what it was. Before he could speak Vampirella had started to put on the familiar red and blues costume, her taller and more mature figure stretching his cousin’s tight garb in such a beautiful and provocative manner as the <S> house crest stretched across her more generous curves, while the red skirt now barely coming down to her mid-thigh. Tucking in the red cape into her top just under the shoulders, she then replaced her partially torn black boots and stockings with the matching red ones to complete her transition into the indestructible super costume.

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A super-vampire, every bit as powerful and capable as any fully-powered Kryptonian woman. Or man.

Once done, she stood up and placed her fists in the steryotypical superhero pose. Looking at Kal directly with mock seriousness, she asked. “So, shall we?” before breaking out in a mischevious grin.

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